A lot of things had changed since Loki's return, to say the least.

💚🧡 For @lokiusweek 2026 and all the amazing people in this fandom! 🧡💚

DAY 3 - I CANT REMEMBER WHAT THE PROMPT WAS I THINK KEY LIME?!

Still slogging along against RL commitments and writer's block, but here's a bit from the Lokiusweek fic I still haven't finished. *cries in WIP* This part set in the 1893 episode of S2.

Thanks for the tags, @elodiah @insomniaflarrow @blackbirdofasgard and @mobiusismycomfortcharacter! I am behind in commenting but appreciate being included despite my quietness of late. <3

"Well?" he asks impatiently. The cravat is already choking him, and it is a heinously dull beige he intends to change as soon as he has access to magic again. Clearly the TVA itself has taken palette inspiration in part from late nineteenth-century Americans. Dreadful. "It'll do. Don't forget your hat." "The hat is hideous." "The hat's an intentional statement of social status in that time period…you know what, never mind." Grinning, Mobius reaches over to snag his own headgear, resplendent in an equally boring brown shade, from a nearby table. "Because two-foot gold horns, on the other hand, make complete sense in context." Ignoring Loki's spluttering, he then winds his way back through the long racks of clothes without even looking back. The wardrobe clerk's eyebrows creep upward. A sharp whistle drifts back toward them in impertinent summons. The eyebrows hit a (very receding) hairline. Face flaming, Loki resists the urge to disembowel the idiot (either of them) with a coat hanger, and follows.

As he negotiates the grey, dull corridors of the TVA back to his apartment after a long day of researching, Mobius relishes the thought of plopping down on his sofa to mindlessly watch some old DVDs of the Golden Girls and fall asleep.

The keys jiggle in his pocket when he reaches for them in front of the door to his apartment and then without warning his sight is blinded by a hand to his eyes and the sharp, cold edge of a blade grazes the skin on his neck, pressed against it just enough to insinuate peril.

"Guess who I am" a voice whispers enticingly, directly into his ear. The proximity is enough to give it away, as if he could ever not recognise him. Still, the depth of Loki's voice this close sends a shiver up his spine. Mobius sighs, lips curving ever-so-slightly and shoulders relaxing, the dagger no longer posing a threat.

"I’m pretty sure I know who you are"

Mobius is exhausted after a marathon work week of no sleeping and surviving a brute of a Variant in the field. Loki had been denied the mission clearance meaning it was just Mobius and B-15's taskforce in the field. Something Loki won't let Mobius forget now that they're reunited in the TVA. Mobius has just a little more work left to do before he can finally rest, but everything takes its toll suddenly and Loki is there to catch him.

Loki tries to focus on the mechanical aspect of the spell. A healing touch to Mobius’ forehead to mend a little gash. A knuckle going over the agent’s cheek to make a bruise fade away. The adrenaline and the fear rough up the words when he answers with a snippy: “I had it under control”.

“Sorry to ruin your chance to prove again what a powerful sorcerer you are”.

“I’m a powerful sorcerer”.

“I know”.

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In which Strange doesn’t really want to receive Loki with open arms and Mobius 2.0 gets injured in the crossfire.

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Lokius Week 2021

Day 5 - Angel/Demon AU

(Angel Loki & Demon Mobius)

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Loki (TV 2021) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Loki/Mobius M. Mobius, Loki & Mobius M. Mobius Characters: Loki (Marvel), Loki, Mobius M. Mobius Additional Tags: Inspired by Fanart, Daggers, Established Relationship, lokiusweek2021 Series: Part 1 of Snippets of a life at the TVA Summary: