First WIP Wednesday of 2026!! Sharing an “exploring the TVA” snippet from Chapter 19 of Dividing Lines, co-authored with the wonderful @insert-witty-user-name-here

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“I hope we can find our way back,” Mobius muttered anxiously. “Was that a right turn we took just now?”

“We’ve taken five right turns since leaving the Founder’s Museum,” Loki answered. “Right, Right, left, right, three more lefts, right again, left, right.”

“Now you’re just showing off.”

“I can visualise the route perfectly.”

“Are you sure about that? Only I feel like we’ve been down this hallway before.”

“We’re not walking in circles,” said Loki firmly.

“Uh huh. So how do you explain why we’ve passed the same poster twice?” 

“It’s a copy. Obviously.”

Mobius shook his head. “This one’s damaged – look.” He indicated a poster with a poorly repaired tear down the middle, right through Miss Minutes’ smiling face.

Loki started to reply – maybe a disaffected employee was roaming the corridors systematically vandalising posters of Miss Minutes (a laudable undertaking, in his view)? – when they rounded another corner and came to an abrupt halt. To their right, only a few paces away, was an old-fashioned mahogany door with a gold plaque that read: Piety & Propaganda Department. 

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Tagged by @blackbirdofasgard, thank you! Sharing a snippet from Chapter 19 of Dividing Lines, co-authored with the one-and-only @insert-witty-user-name-here

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The man was starting to thaw, his initial hostility giving way to an eager talkativeness. Mobius listened attentively to the meandering narrative about the printer, nodding along and occasionally interjecting with an encouraging remark. A spark of affection flared inside Loki’s chest. Was there anyone Mobius couldn’t win over with his seemingly effortless charm? Even Ravonna wasn’t wholly immune, judging from what Loki had observed on his first day. 

“…so I fixed the paper jam all by myself. Gwen gave me a gold star!”

“You’ve never given us gold stars,” Loki commented, leaning against the counter and gazing at Mobius in mock accusation.

“Maybe that’s where I’ve been going wrong,” Mobius muttered, lips twitching. 

“You could set up a tier system. Casey would love it.”

“One star for loading extra printer paper without being asked, two stars for getting a round of coffee from the vending machine, three stars for doing a good job with a tricky dataset…”

“Oh, I don’t need a gold star to tell me I’ve done a good job,” Loki teased, delighted to see the tips of Mobius’ ears turning pink. “I much prefer it when you tell me yourself.”

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It feels like a while since I posted one of these!

@insert-witty-user-name-here and I have been busy drafting the rest of Dividing Lines. In a surprise to no one (except us 😅), the second half of the fic has ended up being slightly longer than the first. Plenty of twists and turns (and angst, romance, hurt/comfort) in store for ‘part 2’!

Sharing a snippet from Chapter 20…

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“I don’t think there’s anyone here,” Mobius whispered. A thick layer of dust covered the surface of the desks. At least one of the chairs was broken, the back wrenched sideways at a disconcertingly odd angle. “Do you think we should…” 

He trailed off, tightening his hold on Loki’s hand. It took Loki a moment to realise why: there was a scrabbling sound coming from the far corner, so faint that he wondered at first if he was imagining it. The noise stopped and started, strangely muffled, like someone was scratching at the walls with blunt fingernails. Loki shivered.

They started to move in the direction of the sound, but it ceased abruptly. After a moment’s tense silence, the soft scuffling noise started up again, fainter and further away.

“Maybe it’s rats,” Mobius suggested uncertainly. “Looks like this place hasn’t been cleaned in a while. Years, probably.”

“We should make sure.” Loki swallowed. The scrabbling sound made his skin crawl. “If there’s someone trapped in here—”

He whipped around as a high-pitched keening pierced the air, a drawn-out cry of distress that wavered for an instant before breaking off.

“Oh, gods,” Mobius muttered, turning pale.

“It came from over there,” Loki said, disentangling his hand and crossing the room in half-a-dozen long strides.

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Dividing Lines

Chapter 15 of Dividing Lines is up! Co-authored with the wonderful @insert-witty-user-name-here 💚 In which Don goes to visit Loki.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61967617/chapters/167356042

Sharing a snippet from Chapter 14 of Dividing Lines, co-written with the wonderful @insert-witty-user-name-here!

Mobius rounded a corner, averting his eyes from a poster of the Founder pointing his finger and glaring intensely, accompanied by the slogan “Time is of the essence – The TVA needs YOU!” It looked like some kind of recruitment poster, which didn’t make a lot of sense, because they were all already working here. Then again, nothing much about the TVA made logical sense. Mobius had accepted that a long time ago, or thought he had… before Loki arrived to shake up all his certainties and plunge his orderly, predictable, colourless life into chaos. 

He replayed Loki’s parting words inside his head. Mobius… thank you. For everything. It was the most Loki had said to him in weeks, and his heart had leapt at the sight of that achingly familiar smile.

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Dividing Lines

Chapter 13 of Dividing Lines is up, co-authored with the wonderful @insert-witty-user-name-here!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61967617/chapters/166161208

The angst is escalating and this chapter explores some difficult themes. As always, please mind the tags and take care 💚

No name, no memories, and an overabundance of corporate jargon that would drive anyone insane.
Loki is trapped inside a sinister bureaucratic nightmare, and he’s desperate to wake up.
The TVA – whatever that is – claims he opted to undergo the “Severance Procedure,” splitting his consciousness into two distinct chronologies: one living freely in the outside world, the other eternally bound within the confines of the TVA. The only light in the darkness is a man named Mobius, who also happens to be his team leader.
If Loki has imprisoned himself on purpose, he wants to know why – and if he can’t escape, that only leaves one option: burn it all down.

Sharing a short snippet from Chapter 13 of Dividing Lines, co-authored with the marvellous @insert-witty-user-name-here!

Two days without Loki sitting in the cubicle next to him, chattering incessantly and making origami birds, or (more and more often lately) tapping away quietly at his keyboard. Two days without listening to Loki’s snide remarks about the Handbook and the theological foundation of the TVA. Two days without his smile.

Mobius wasn’t sure how he had ever survived without Loki’s smile. It had become as essential to him as breathing.

His computer beeped a warning and the pixelated image of a wagging finger appeared on the screen. Mobius ignored it. He was falling behind target, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.

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Sharing a snippet from Chapter 12 of Dividing Lines, co-authored with the brilliant @insert-witty-user-name-here! Tagged by @distracteddream @thosegayoldmen @loki-is-my-kink-awakening @mobiusismycomfortcharacter 💚

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He scrubbed a hand over his face, mind racing. This was all his fault. Wandering through the Museum together, sharing snacks and bickering amiably, he’d let himself hope that Loki was taking genuine pleasure in the excursion, or at least in making snide comments about the displays and sneaking handfuls of popcorn when he thought Mobius wasn’t looking. 

Another self-delusion. Despite Ravonna’s repeated warnings, despite ample evidence of Loki’s fragile emotional state and self-destructive tendencies, he’d lowered his guard. Was the theft an impulsive gesture of defiance? Or had Loki been biding his time, playing the part of the model employee - quiet, hardworking, docile - while secretly waiting for the perfect opportunity to cause as much chaos as possible? 

Not that it mattered either way. All that mattered was that Loki had broken the rules. Again.

And this time, Mobius wouldn’t be able to protect him from the consequences.

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