I'm not normal about them
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Date Everything! (Sassy Chap Games Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eddison "Eddie" Watts/Volt/Reader, Eddison "Eddie" Watts/Reader, Volt (Date Everything!)/Reader, Eddison "Eddie" Watts/Volt Characters: Eddison "Eddie" Watts, Volt (Date Everything!) Additional Tags: Gender-Neutral Reader-Insert, They/Them Pronouns for Reader-Insert, No Use of Y/N for Reader-Insert, Established Relationship, Post-Love Ending (Date Everything!), Post-Realization (Date Everything!), Living Together, domestic life, Domestic Fluff, Sickfic, Sick Reader-Insert, the boys take care of you, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Kissing, reader has an office job that isn't remote, just go with me on this one, nothing life threatening or overly gross, Just a head cold Summary:
Exactly what the title says.
Loki: No, I'm afraid not, Casey. Magic used for that purpose would be quite unethical.
Casey: But it'd be really funny...
Loki, reconsidering immediately: It would, wouldn't it?
Mobius, off to the side pretending he isn't hearing this so he can have plausible deniability.
Seven Sentence Sunday
Thanks for the tag @elodiah.
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He took a moment to take in the God of Time, sound asleep, breathes coming soft and even, face relaxed. Mobius ached with the beauty of it all, and almost took a picture so he would always know precisely how Loki’s hair looked spread out on the pillow Mobius found for him in the linen closet. Instead, he found a pad and paper, wrote Loki a note, left it where he knew the God would find it, and then headed out of the cottage. He was at the end of his driveway when Nate pulled up, slowing down and coming to a stop so Mobius could climb in his truck. “Why did you meet me here?” Nate asked with a deep frown. “Loki’s asleep on my couch,” Mobius replied. “I didn’t want to wake him.”
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It's late on Sunday where I am, so the tags are late.
✨seven sentence saturday✨
thank u for tagging me @elodiah @lokimobius @blackbirdofasgard and @megglesthegeek 💖💖💖
i didn't think i had anything to share, but i went back to the opening for a time loop fic that i scrapped earlier in the week and i kind of like it now, so
Mobius stared at the computer screen, trying to figure out what O.B. was showing him. He'd said something about an anomaly on one of the timelines, but all zoomed in like this, they looked more like neurons, than branches on a tree, and Mobius couldn't make heads or tails of them.
He watched the steadily pulsing energy, eyes focused where O.B. was pointing, until-
"There." A small flash, out of place among the gentle, rhythmic flow. Ouroboros wagged his finger at it. "Did you see that?"
its not much but its a start 👏
look what i cooked (literally)
sweet as a 1/4th cup of sugar Some extras below the cut!
Holy shit those cookies came out exactly how you wanted em! Did it take a few tries to get em right?
⚡️ Seven (+1) Sentence Sunday ⚡️
Thanks for the tags @elodiah and @lokimobius!
Bit late in the day, but here's a bit more of the breaker box boys smut I've been working on, this time featuring Volt! (Getting more explicit. Proceed below the cut with caution 😘)
Here I am, only 7 months late for Lokiusweek. Yay.
*runs away to hide on the timelines*
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Loki (TV 2021) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Loki & Mobius M. Mobius Characters: Loki (Marvel), Mobius M. Mobius Additional Tags: Gen or Pre-Slash, Canon Compliant, Fluff and Angst, Angst and Humor, Loki Needs a Hug (Marvel), Mobius M. Mobius’s Life on the Sacred Timeline, Friendship/Love
Summary:
Five times Mobius chose clothes for Loki and one time he chose them for himself.
Seven Sentence Sunday
Thank you for the tag @elodiah!!!!
here's some more of my lokius "dispatch" AU. this is way more than seven sentences, but i'm having fun and we need more fun in the world, so enjoy! (more ramblings about the AU below the cut)
“Alright, team! What do we know about Loki Laufeyson?” Everyone turned their attention to Thor, who spluttered in disbelief, “Loki? He’s my brother!” “Well, your brother decided to take one of the trains for a little joyride today,” Mobius said, leaning back in his seat and spinning around while gazing at the ceiling. “Oh, and he slipped me his number on this subway ticket.” Thor nearly spat out his drink. “He what!?” Mobius smirked, his mind drifting back to the cheeky wink Loki gave him just before the police escorted him off the train. “At least he paid,” he joked, straightening up to face an extremely concerned God of Thunder. “Don’t worry, Thor. I’m not gonna call your brother.” With a sigh of relief, Thor placed his empty cup down on the table with a bit more force than necessary, causing Spider-Man to jump in his seat. “I’d say he’s probably a bit too young for me,” Mobius added with a chuckle, but Thor tilted his head thoughtfully, as if considering the idea. “Besides, I handed the ticket over to our analyst, so even if I wanted to, I couldn’t. With all the poisonings happening lately, you can never be too careful.” Thor leaned closer, his expression turning serious. “Honestly, being poisoned might be the least of your worries if my brother has his sights set on you.” Mobius waved him off with a playful grin. “I’ll be fine, really. He’s just a little pussycat.”
Seven Sentence Sunday
A few lines from the next chapter of Abnegation, which I hope to get stuck into this week…
Remaining out on the balcony, Mobius waited for Loki to emerge from their building onto the stone-paved street far below, watching him cross to the opposite side before he took off, breaking fluidly into a run the moment the way ahead was clear. Graceful as a gazelle and swift as the wind, it wasn’t long before his long legs had carried him to the point where he was not much more than a speck upon the nearest trail, heading directly towards the dark, hazy streak that distinguished the forest.
A faint rumble of thunder captured his attention, so muted by distance that Mobius wasn’t sure he’d even heard it at first. But then the steel grey clouds that he now registered were swelling ominously over the mountain range far beyond the treeline flickered tellingly with staccato strobes of light.
Storm, he acknowledged, And possibly an absolute mother of all, by first appearances.
A stirring breeze kicked up out of nowhere, as if flattered by his assessment and thirsting to prove itself, and uneasiness blossomed in the pit of his belly, unfurling invasively.
Damn… how much of an idiot is Loki gonna be?
We all know, don’t we? Cause this is me we’re talking about… 🤭
No-pressure tagging: @kcscribbler , @lokimobius , @in-my-loki-feels , @loki-is-my-kink-awakening , @insomniaflarrow , @thosegayoldmen , @silentxsymphony , @mirilyawrites , @blackbirdofasgard , @distracteddream , @impulsemuppet , @boredintjqueen , @westwardly , @justanotherhopelessgeek , @lokisleftbranch , @megglesthegeek
I hope you guys are also being kind to people you don't wanna fuck.
related to my previous post: this is my POV on the eternal "it is/n't that deep" debate always going on with everything, as someone who now just goes "cool okay whatever" and leaves when something disappoints me instead of wasting time raging about what went wrong or waiting around for it to get better. i think it's good to have all those crazy what-if thought experiments, but i also think you need to make sure you're not setting yourself up for heartache! be nice to yourself and be nice to other people (as the moral so often is...)
Love not having a ”””fandom””” specific blog. Something new will just consume my mind and everyone has to accept it. My house



