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Friend Like You (E) Lokius, Loki/Mobius dark!Mobius, post-canon, emotional manipulation, emotional hurt, crying, (so much crying), angst and feelings, oh and blow jobs, this is noncon folks

“Who are you?” Mobius asks, repeating the question from the library and Loki can find no trace of kindness in his voice, this Mobius is cold and distant now that they’re alone and Loki’s heart aches for the casual playfulness of his Mobius - he longs for the crinkles at the corners of Mobius’s eyes when he smiles.

“You know me Mobius,” Loki says, wincing at the hoarse, broken sound of his own voice - he swallows dryly and tries again, “you have to know me.”

OR, Loki is desperate to make Mobius remember him, but is this Mobius the same as his Mobius? (Short answer: no)

Sam wasn’t in the stables, and all the horses were in their stalls, so he wasn’t out riding. Dean slipped out just as Gabriel entered, managing to avoid a confrontation with the prince. Other than Michael, who was the most difficult member of the family to get along with, Gabriel was Dean’s least favorite. Sam’s too, and with good reason - Gabriel made every attempt to annoy and pester Sam given the slightest opportunity. Most of the time, his pranks and jokes were harmless, but occasionally they could be quite dangerous. The time that he loosened one of the steps on the grand staircase had only resulted in Castiel tripping and receiving several large bruises, but it could have been much worse.

It seemed, also, that if Sam were not the butt of Gabriel’s jokes, then it was Castiel – Prince Castiel – who was Gabriel’s victim. Dean didn’t know if it was by design or not, but the youngest prince always managed to get caught in Gabriel’s sights. Dean felt a hot flush of anger as he thought on this, and he clenched his fists until the knuckles were white in an attempt to stomp down on it.

Dean was out of places to look, and he was also frankly too busy to continue the search. For someone so large, it was hard to believe that he managed to disappear so completely. Dean made his way back to the guard’s headquarters, which were in a suite in the back corner basement of the palace. There he and Sam did the administrative side of their jobs – organizing who would escort which member of the royal family where, and when. There was also an area set up for combat training: sword fighting, boxing, and a few other exotic forms of fighting that Captain Singer had introduced to the Royal Guard after a visit to one of the neighboring kingdoms.