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lloki · 6 months

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Reader gets their wisdom teeth removed, and Mobius is there to take care of them ♡

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You dreaded your wisdom teeth removal more than you had anything in your life, and that was really saying something.

The only thing keeping your head on straight was your partner, Mobius. He was truly a gift, he knew exactly how to sooth you. Gentle touches and words that caused you to grin even when you were just about to be in tears.

Even now, in the car ride to the dentist, he knew you needed music to focus instead of talking, so instead of words he held your hand firmly across the center console. Your hand shook near violently, but he kept you grounded the best he could.

You had decided to go into the operating room on your own. You told Mobius that you were brave and could handle it, but the truth was you didn’t want him to worry, unable to help you. As you walked down the long hallway behind the dental assistant, a part of you wanted to run back into the waiting room and ask if he could come with, just to hold your hand, but you decided you had to be as brave as you said you were.

The extractions went fine, your doctor and assistant were beyond kind and gave you plenty of time to be anxious. While they worked on you, you fidgeted with the ring Mobius had given you many months ago, and you were certain it was the only thing that got you through.

When you walked out into the lobby, you found Mobius had been standing, possibly pacing. When he saw you his face lit up with relief, and then fell with worry once he saw how swollen your cheeks were.

You gave him a weak smile and he crossed the room to take your hands in his, looking between your eyes when he spoke. “Hey, bunny. How was it?”

Your tongue was numb and so were your lips, but you tried your best to muster a “it was okay, Mobius.” Though your lisp was very heavy, and it made Mobius smile.

“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s get you home.”

The ride home, Mobius still held your hand just as firmly, though you were less shaken up than you had been before. Since you weren’t able to talk very easily, the ride home was still quiet aside from the radio and occasional hum coming from your partner.

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“Stay here,” Mobius said as he got out of the car. He rounded to your side and opened your door for you, helping you out. You wanted to tell him he was being silly, that it was your gums that hurt, not your feet, but you couldn’t help but love being pampered by him.

As soon as you got inside and kicked off your shoes, Mobius led you to the bedroom where your favorite pajamas had been laid out for you. You didn’t remember him doing that before you left, he must have quietly done it while you were getting ready. You tried to smile but with numb lips, it didn’t come across as much.

“You get changed, I’ll be in the living room if you need me.”

After getting changed and putting on fuzzy socks that you found underneath your pajama shirt, you made your way to the living room to find Mobius had already set up a movie you loved on the tv.

“I know your favorite part of movies is the popcorn, but that’ll have to wait for now.”

You sat down next to him, cuddling into his side as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. You took a deep breath through your nose, breathing in the clean citrusy-pine scent of him. You very carefully nuzzled your temple against his shoulder.

“Popcorn is my second favorite part.” You barely made out, and Mobius smiled at the sound.

“Oh yeah? What’s number one?”

“Being with you.” You batted your eyelashes up at him, and he chuckled before kissing your forehead.

“What a coincidence, you’re my favorite part of any movie too.” He gave you a gentle squeeze and you let out a soft giggle.

As the movie played in the background and the feel of your Mobius filled your senses, you couldn’t help but drift off to sleep. You weren’t sure how long you’d been asleep, but when you woke up, Mobius was asleep too. Your mouth wasn’t numb anymore, a smile effortlessly falling on your lips. Gently tucking your head back into his shoulder, you drifted back into your very comfortable sleep, feeling completely safe.

#mobius m mobius #mobius m mobius x reader #gender neutral reader #fluff #babybats

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loki-princeofasgard · 5 months

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#loki x reader #dean winchester x reader #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #aaron hotchner x reader #mobius m mobius x reader #agent mobius x reader #tony stark x reader #steve rodgers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #daryl dixon x reader #rick grimes x reader

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blackbirdofasgard · 2 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Loki (TV 2021), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Mobius M. Mobius/Reader, Mobius M. Mobius & Reader Characters: Mobius M. Mobius, Reader Additional Tags: Variant Reader, Female Reader, no y/n, Pre-Series, budding office romance, Feelings Realization, Questioning Sexuality, Just slightly, Mobius isn't too worried about it to be honest, Mobius introspection Series: Part 11 of Comfort in the TVA Summary:

"I'll pack it in soon," Mobius went on, shuffling some papers around on his desk, "Just wanna finish up a few things here."

"Don't stay too late. You need your rest too," you told him, squeezing his shoulder.

Brief though the touch was, Mobius felt warmth flow into him, radiating from the spot where your hand had been. Involuntarily, his smile widened. "Yeah, yeah, I know," he sighed, averting his eyes in case he was blushing, "I'll be fine; don't worry about me."

Mobius has realized lately that he feels more than just friendship towards you. After you leave work for the day, he ponders your relationship.

#mobius #agent mobius #mobius m mobius #mobius/reader #agent mobius/reader #mobius m mobius/reader #mobius x reader #agent mobius x reader #mobius m mobius x reader #reader insert #ao3 fanfic #my stuff

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elegant-fleuret · 5 months

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old man brainrot coming in. obsessed.

Rating: Explicit Pairing: Mobius M. Mobius/Reader Summary: If anyone was to blame for this situationship it was whoever at PepsiCo thought it was a good idea to invent Josta soda.

Ch001: What does my coworker's spit taste like?

No one in the TVA gets sick.

Something about the rigorous vaccination process that all employees go through every so often that leads to almost complete immunity against all viruses and bacteria that ever existed everywhere at all times. At least that’s what you've always assumed each time it was your turn to bend over with your pants down, getting needle after needle stabbed in your buttcheeks by the dear TVA medical department. Hundreds of years working and you’ve yet to hear about any one having even so much as a runny nose.

So there’s no reason to ever think you’re sick.

There’s just a constant tickling in your throat.

Irritation of the mucus membrane, right up behind your uvula, in an area at the bottom of your nasal passageway before your throat. There's an urge to clear your throat, to try and itch the tickle or try to swallow down what feels like a lump of mucus. But it never works. All you get is dirty side eye looks from the analyst sitting at the desk surrounding you and the sounds of them scraping their chairs as they move as far away as they can from you. You try not to take offense, you wouldn’t want to be sitting next to someone who was trying to discreetly hack up a lung for hours on end.

You're not sick. The air in the analyst room is just dry. And you forgot to grab any water during break.

For the umpteenth time since you sat down in your chair to work hours ago that damn tickle is near unbearable. You try to convince yourself to yawn, taking in a deep breath of dry air and forcing your mouth to water as well as your eyes. As you swallow, desperate for some inkling of moisture relief, you realize it was not enough. Shit. Now you had a dry throat, watering eyes, and you were going to have to cough.

You were definitely not sick.

Just when you pull your elbow to your mouth to cough there's a movement in the corner of your eye. A metal can is suddenly in your field of vision. You turn your head to see the hand holding the metal can, connected to the arm of one of your fellow analysts. Older, maybe middle aged, with short, slicked back gray hair and kind smile under a silly looking mustache. Your eyes blink, blurry from yawn-tears. Obviously he worked with you in some capacity. What was his name?

You take the can and notice it's not only already open but it's also half empty.

“Figure you might need it more than me,” he says like it's a perfectly normal act to offer a coworker your half drunk can of soda. His smile is crooked just like his nose, both totally uniquely identifiable traits that you would remember if you had seen before. His name and his oddly handsome face escapes you in the sea of hundreds of other TVA analysts you've met.

You look up at him then back down to the can. You do not want to thank him for his slightly used drink and you don't want to drink the rest of it either. But you find yourself doing both.

Illness can’t spread in the TVA because no one, ever, gets sick.

The can's design is bold in its ugliness. A bright yellow rectangle highlights the name, Josta, written in a font that screams trying too hard to be extreme, against a bright red background. On one hand you wanted to roll your eyes. On the other hand, your mustachioed coworker is still standing at your desk as if he was waiting for you to take a sip. Ah, of course, one of the TVA’s many weirdos. You raise the can in his direction before bringing it to your lips.

Josta is… peculiar. To put it lightly.

Carbonated bubbles fizz to the top of the brown liquid, a faint popping sound that you hear only moments before you smell its sickly sweet scent. It tingles your nose in a not exactly pleasant way. The fruity taste is borderline chemical, as if someone has seen a picture of a berry once and tried to guess the taste then shoved it in a soda to manufacture the hell out of it. Every taste bud on your tongue begs you for mercy.

You hide your reaction of disgust behind the back of your hand, under the guise of daintily wiping your lips, eyes widening as you force yourself to make a little yum noise. Mr. Mustachio seems pleased, pleased enough that he claps you on the shoulder, tosses what you assume is a finished report on your desk, then gives you a wink before sauntering off to who knows where. You watch him leave, eyes focused on the swirl of a cowlick in his gray hair on the back of his head, until he disappears into the sea of analysts.

Who was that guy?

It takes every ounce of your will power but you manage to finish what was left in the can. What it lacks in good taste it makes up for in being a liquid other than your spit. Instead of a dry throat tickle you're now dealing with the leftover taste of faux berry cola with the little extra flavoring of Mr. Mustachio’s backwash. It clings to your tongue for the next hour just like the saucy little wink clings to your mind.

You smack your tongue against the top of your mouth before you get back to what you were doing. The manilla folder he so fluidly tossed landed top of the one you were already working on. Curious, it wasn't often that the analyst brought you the reports themselves. You blink at it with curiosity before flicking open the top, eyes skimming the report to see what could have possibly made Mr. Mustachio think any of that interaction was worth it. Nothing.

Without a second thought it gets neatly placed at the bottom of the stack. Sly dog thinking he could garner favor with you so you'd get his report checked out before the others in line? Nuh-uh, not with a slightly used soda. You settle back into your work groove, throat sufficiently quenched until you can take another break, letting the entire awkward interaction fade from your mind.

Until the buzzing started.

(continue reading at the ao3 link for the sexy bits)

#mobius m mobius #mobius m mobius x reader #loki series #mobius #fleuretfics #is mobius giving out free mustache rides or is the too early-2000s for a reference #mobius x reader #Mobius/reader

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myysaints · 1 year

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·˚ ༘♡ MCU MASTERLIST

── mobius m. mobius

in another life.

falling.

late nights.

── sam wilson

time can wait.

#˖⁺‧₊˚ 📂 ── my writing #꒰ ⁺‧₊˚ [🕷] mcu #mcu masterlist #marvel masterlist #mobius m mobius x reader #sam wilson x reader

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burdenedwithnxmberfive · 1 year

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Loki fanfic

Would anyone interested in a Loki x ofc fanfiction be willing to read a fic that follows the Loki series?? I totally agree the series was a crapshoot, but I can overhaul Loki's characterization and give him back the jittery paranoia, snark, and sadness from Thor 1 + Avengers. the main theme in the fic is that I hate the Saw movies. I would also try re-write things to make Mobius a genuine friend. And Sylvie....

I like things with a darker tone so the writing is a little bit disturbed and miserable,, for a OC-esque type fanfic. Dread and angst.

who am I kidding. It's cringe but I tried. Loki x oc cringe, but genuine.

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bluelaidlyworm · 5 months

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Burdened with Glorious Purpose.

"I know what kind of god I want to be."

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ijuststareatstuffhereok89 · 3 months

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"Time & the Trickster"- MASTERLIST A MCU/Doctor Who crossover

by ijuststareatstuffhereok89

One last-ditch effort to prevent his total sacrifice at the TVA sends Loki careening through the Timelines until he finds what may be the strangest one of all: one where there is only one Realm, gods and heroes are but the subjects of stories, and Loki is nothing more than a silly character played by a rather dashing actor. His only hope comes in the form of the first person he meets, who suggests a mysterious mad Doctor might be his only chance to return home.

PAIRING: eventual Loki x Reader, hinted Ten x Rose Tyler GENRE: Time-Travel Adventure, Romance, Some Smut CONTENT WARNING (DNI, 18+ ONLY): some elements of smut, character betrayal, anti-Sylvie, more to come

Prologue: The Stone 1- A Birthday Surprise 2- Window to the World 3- The Doctor and I 4- The Magic I Can Do 5- Boston 6- Two If By Sea 7- A Titanic Setback 8- For Now 9- Look Up 10- Green Sky in the Morning 11- London 12- The Three Time Lords 13- Those of Us Left Behind 14- Sylvie's Choice 15- Journey's End --Coming Soon! Epilogue

IF YOU'D LIKE TO BE TAGGED FOR UPDATES, PLEASE COMMENT & REBLOG THIS MASTERLIST PLEASE! Thank you!

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booklover2389 · 2 months

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Just try and tell me this isn't Loki:

Served cunt

Died

Came back and served more cunt

died again

came back and served even more cunt

died AGAIN

came back and served the most cunt

We disregard him becoming a christmas tree

Bro just serves cunt all the time

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marvellover76 · 2 months

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Mobius: Please tell me you didn't drag Wade into this.

Y/n: I didn't drag Wade into this.

*knock on the door*

Loki: Who's that?

Y/n: I think you already know.

#In honour of the Deadpool 3 trailer #wade wilson x reader #loki x reader #wade wilson #loki laufeyson #mobius m mobius #source: girl meets world #I'm a bit too excited with the Deadpool trailer hejbsheknwvdhkewmbsbrj #avengers incorrect quotes #marvel incorrect quotes

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mynameistocool · 6 months

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He’s eating up my brain at this point

#i’m in love #mobius x reader #mobius mcu #mobius m mobius #mobius #marvel mcu #mcu #mcu loki #loki spoilers #loki season 2 #loki series #loki laufeyson #loki

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loki-princeofasgard · 5 months

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Masterlist

Loki

Mission #182: Part 1 Part 2

Nightmare

Mobius

For all times (Mobius x OFC)

Tony Stark

Jealous?

#agent mobius x reader #mobius m mobius x reader #loki x reader #loki imagine #loki laufesyon x reader #loki odison x reader #loki series #mobius m mobius #mobius m mobius x oc #owen wilson #masterlist #smut #fluff #x reader #female reader #tony stark x you #tony stark imagine #tony stark x reader

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blackbirdofasgard · 1 month

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Loki (TV 2021), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Mobius M. Mobius/Reader Characters: Mobius M. Mobius, Reader Additional Tags: Variant Reader, no y/n, Pre-Series, Crying, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, First Kiss, Getting Together Series: Part 12 of Comfort in the TVA Summary:

Sniffling, you opened your eyes and took a shuddery breath. "How do you know that I'll be okay?" you asked, your voice more weak and pitiful than you ever wanted to sound.

With the pad of his thumb, Mobius wiped away a tearstreak. "I know," he replied, fiercely earnest, "because I'm gonna do everything in my power to help you feel okay."

While Mobius comforts you, the truth about your feelings for each other comes to light.

#mobius #agent mobius #mobius m mobius #mobius/reader #agent mobius/reader #mobius m mobius/reader #mobius x reader #agent mobius x reader #mobius m mobius x reader #reader insert #ao3 fanfic #my stuff

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sortofanobsession · 4 months

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Catching up (Platonic Mobius M Mobius x Reader)

Author's Note: here is just a 1k word scene of camaraderie. A bit of Lokius feels.

Misery might love company but good friends lift you up.

Post Season 2

Unbeta'd and barely edited.

Gender neutral for the most part.

Content warnings: loneliness, sadness.

You wave to Mobius as you walk through the restaurant doors. He stands and helps you out of your jacket. You hug. It almost feels normal. But for you, it isn't.

To anyone in the restaurant you look like two friends catching up, or maybe a couple on a date. They couldn't possibly know the reality of your situation.

Mobius gives you a once over as you take the seat he offers you.

“You look stunning,” he says as he sits at the table.

“Oh hush, you’d say that about anything after knowing me only in those beige and brown boring outfits day in and day out for all of time.” You grin. “But you don't look so bad yourself, M. “Especially the tie.”

Mobius grins as he smoothes the deep green tie he had paired with a black suit.

“You would, considering you picked it out.”

“You needed more color in your wardrobe,” you grinned. “And I know you like the color.” You wink. He shakes his head but you don't miss the sad look in his eyes. You reach across the table and squeeze his hand. “I miss ‘em too, M.”

He nods but the waiter arrives and you place your orders.

You talk about the weather and surface topics as the waiter brings your drinks. You tell him how Casey, OB and Timely have been testing a new feature of an alternative power source since the TVA doesn't actually pull energy from the loom like you used too. Sure, OB had stabilized a source not long after the loom failed. But OB was no longer satisfied with a singular source. He wanted back up for back ups.

“That's OB,” Mobius says fondly. “I'm just glad he has help now. It's not all on him.” Mobius gets that look that you know means he’s starting to get lost in his memories.

“So,” you ask. “How’re the boys?” and you have his full attention again.

“They’re good,” he smiles as he thinks about his sons. “A handful, but good.”

“Mischievous, are they?”

“Oh without a doubt,” Mobius chuckles.

You laugh too because of course the people he loves most are chaotic by nature.

“Well, if anyone knows how to handle chaotic energy, it's you, Mobius.” You smile up at the waiter as he brings your entrees.

“How about you? What have you been up to? Last I heard B-15 had you keeping an eye on some of the former TVA workers.”

You nod. “The ones we weren't sure would adjust well, but honestly, most everyone is thriving.”

“Except?”

“Just a couple people,” you try to shrug off details. But he waits you out. “Brad Wolfe is thriving but he's still an erratic idiot, so we keep an eye on him.”

“Probably a good call,” he says between bites of his side salad. “Anyone else setting off that analyst brain of yours?”

You had just taken another bite of your pasta when he asked and you tried not to sigh.

“Like I said, most everyone is doing well. You hear from Sylvie more than I do, and the TVA is still in transition, but we’re doing alright.”

“But?” He asks, because he's Mobius and he knows to read between the lines.

You sigh and set your fork down. Stalling as you take a sip of your drink but he just watches you with a narrowed gaze.

“Mobius,” you start, tone now more serious.

It's his turn to sign. “It's me isn't it, I'm the outlier.”

“You lost more than anyone, Mobius, and that's understandable.”

“You lost your friend too,” he says. You and Loki had been thick as thieves. You worked with the god almost as well as Mobius did. “And D-90.” You and the hunter had been close. How close Mobius had never managed to get out of you, but he knew it broke your heart when you found out Brad pruned him. He was pretty sure that was why you monitored the actor as close as you do. If Brad failed to make use of the life he killed your closest companion for, you'd prune Brad Wolfe yourself.

“The job always had risks,” you say sadly. “It was always a possibility. But before it had a purpose.”

“For all time,” Mobius says.

“Always,” you finish for him.

“Doesn't make it easier,” he says knowingly.

“Still keep expecting him to drop by my desk like nothing has changed.”

“Now you know why I didn't stay,” he points out.

“I knew that already, M.” You start eating again.

“But you need that purpose, don't you?” He asks.

“I didn't have a timeline with people that needed me,” you tell him. “I just monitor you guys now. No variants. It's rare we actually have to intervene these days. Just watching out for Timely’s variants. And thankfully they haven't seemed to notice us yet. But I think that's more…their doing than anyone else's.” You liked to think Loki had a hand in it all.

It's quiet as you both finish your meals.

“You can say their name,” Mobius finally says as dessert arrives. Mobius had predictably gotten key lime pie. “It's alright. I know you're avoiding it for my sake.”

“Last thing I want to do is make it harder on you, M. But to me, it’s…important. I know Loki’s got a bigger role than just protecting the timelines and free will. I just do.”

“How can you be so sure?” He asks.

You study your former colleague and there it was. The doubt and loneliness is written on his face. Unmasked and very real. You reach for his hand again. “Because of the little things. Brighter flowers, my favorite coffee is never out of stock. A pack of cookies I could have sworn weren't there before.” You admit. “Either that or time has finally swiss cheesed my brain and my memory is failing.”

“Maybe it's just wishful thinking,” he says.

“Maybe, but at least this time I get to choose to believe. And I do. Believe in Loki. Always have thanks to you. So, I know you do too.”

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This one if for you guys. @marvelforever352, @welcome--back, @bugbugboy

#loki series fic #mobius m mobius x reader #platonic #platonic mobius x reader #tw: loneliness #tw: sadness #mobius m mobius

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bugbugboy · 6 months

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Best-friend' dad/ dad's best friend trope with him