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(Reader/OC because basically, you have the qualities of my OC but your name)
It was on one of those nights at the TVA felt extremely slow. For a place where time doesn't pass it sure seemed like a long night. And Mobius was feeling the boredom... Loki was trying his best to stay occupied but his knee was bouncing and there was a look of antsy exhaustion to his eyes.
"Right.. That's it. Let's go get some pie!" Mobius said as he leapt up out of his chair, he ushered Loki up too and Loki flinched, whipping his hair as he was confused about the suddenness of Mobius' proposition.
"Wh- what, why? Pie?...Key lime?" Loki asked.
"Key lime." Mobius agreed.
The two of them wandered on through the hallways, Loki seemed to bounce in his step - so bored he was trying not to just let out a burst of energy by running about the place.
Mobius chuckled beneath his breath, shaking his head at the playful God, his head down as he shook it and walked into the back of Loki who had suddenly stopped in the hallway.
"What's that? Do you hear that?" Loki asked, peering around like a very alert meerkat.
"What? Hear what? I only hear your heartbeat... Man, you must be excitable today-" Mobius teased the God.
Loki looked around sceptically, ignoring Mobius' comment.
A muffled sound of 'Oiiiiii'.
Loki peeks down at Mobius, clicking his tongue with a knowing look. Mobius frowned and said, "Okay.. okay, I got you... Let's go and investigate.."
"Thank youuuuu." Loki said, gesturing Mobius go first like a total snide gentleman.
Mobius begins walking off down towards the source of the sound. Loki follows after him, cautiously looking all around at the dingy hall.
"Mobius... What is this part of the TVA for?" Loki asked.
"It used to be used for prisoners who were held to be pruned... But.. No one should be down here-" Mobius answered.
"So... could there be any prisoners forgotten?" Loki looked at Mobius with a tinge of concern.
"No.. no, we are always precise and- and we account for everyone-" Mobius said but from the looks Loki was giving him he said, "Okay.. maybe not the best answer after everything went to hell like... a week ago now.. Uhh.. I'll call up B-15, see what she has to say.."
Loki nods knowingly as Mobius calls her up on the Temp-pad.
"Hey, B-15.. there meant to be any personell or- or.. okay, Loki, I'll ask, but we're usually on point- okay.." Mobius sighs as Loki glares at him to ask. "..Prisoners. Do we have any prisoners on lower levels 3 or 4 in uhm section C?"
A long pause as B-15 has Casey look it up.
"No.. But Casey says there is a life sign down there... Oh, GOD... You don't think we've left someone imprisoned this whole time, do you?!" Asked B-15.
"Shit... Okay, well... Me and Loki are on it.. Don't worry, no no.. I'm sure it's just a- a uh glitch.." Mobius says, hanging up before B-15 or Casey got scared about it.
Loki looks at Mobius. "Bit rude, hanging up on them.. wouldn't you say?"
"Loki... Just.. shut up, let's go find this mystery muffler!" Mobius sighed.
"Muffler?" Loki asked. "You know what a muffler is, right?"
Mobius stared at him.
Loki raised his hands defensively and pretends to zip his lips as Mobius continues on.
The two follow the sound, Mobius calls, "Hello? Is someone there?"
Loki and Mobius both keeping an ear out to hear whoever was stuck... or lost.
"Hello!? OIIIIIII Oi oioioioioioioioioiooioi!!" Screamed the voice, hoarse voice.
"Hello? WHich room are you in!?" Mobius called.
"HOW SHOULD I KNOW, THE NUMBER'S ON THE OUTSIDE!" You yell.
Loki looked at Mobius, "They've got you there.."
"What? Oh.. yeah.. Well, come on, can't you use that magic to sniff them out or something!?" Mobius asked snarkily.
"I'm not a SNIFFER DOG, Mobius!" Loki squabbled.
A strong silence between them as Mobius nods and apologises still a little ticked off.
"Thank you.." Loki gratefully said as Mobius apologised, knowing it was hard for his friend and him too.
And then you called, "HEy. Don't forget about the ABANDONED THING! Don't wanna be rotting here forever, PLEASE!"
"Okay! Right, sorry!" Mobius and Loki say flusteredly.
Mobius checks through all the keys in the temp-pad but it wouldn't work, so Loki stepped in and blasted the thing open with his magic.
The door came off its hinges and you stand there in a dirty brown prisoners outfit.
You blink twice and say, "Well.. what an entrance."
Loki nods at you and you walk up to him, slapping a grateful hand to his shoulder saying a pleasant, "Thanks, greenie."
But as you were about to pass Loki, Mobius says, "Hang on, there.. why were you imprisoned in the first place? I don't remember acquiring your case."
"You really don't remember me? Mo..bile?" You ask, guessing his name after hearing it briefly through the door.
"Mobile? Greenie?" Loki repeats confusedly.
"I think you got our names wrong, little one.." Loki said as he patted the chest of the stranger.
You looked down at his hand and then up into his eyes as he quickly realised. His lips parted and his eyes did a few double takes as he apologised with wobbling lips.
You quickly grab his hand and then spin you both as if doing a waltz, he's confused, "You really shouldn't go about touching people's chests, they might get the wrong idea-" you then dip him and his breath hitches as he looks up into your features, you leave a breathy kiss to the air just beneath the beak of his nose. "-At least buy a gal a drink first, yeah?"
Mobius steps in, "Do you guys want a moment alone? Oh wait, no, you probably aren't even entitled to that... Now let Loki go and answer why you're here!" His hand movements fanned about until you drop Loki.
But when you drop him, he swivelled round and slid out from in your clutches to hold you against his chest, your arms in a lock so you couldn't escape.
"Oh- Greenbean, careful with the goods... Don't wanna damage me, get a good bounty for this piece 'a ass~" You chortle, seething a little but overall unphased by his entrapment.
"Alright, lady.. you need to calm down-" Mobius said with a frown.
"Lady? I beg your pardon??... Been a while since I been called that." You smirk at him behind you.
"Seriously, who are you?" Loki asked you, looking between Mobius and yourself as he kept you restrained.
"The RENOWNED, THE BRILLIANTTT! The one and ONLY, Y/N L/N!" You smirk as you anounce that.
Loki and Mobius look between one another.
"Are we supposed to know who you are?" Loki asked.
A silence passes.
"Okay... given that I have this stupid collar prohibiting my magic tricks... does mean yes, it won't look as great.. not to mention the bean man holding me in his VINES!" You wriggle in Loki's grip. He sighs and keeps you held in place.
"You can't get away yet, we don't know enough to help or to go on... where to place you, etcetera-" Mobius stated.
"I do what I want.." You then go limp and bring your knees up to your chest to weigh yourself down but Loki was stronger than he looked. He just held you and raised a brow. "Okay.. you saw that coming.." You mutter with an eyeroll.
Loki nodded with tight lips and knowing eyes.
You nod and bite your upper lip, putting your feet back on the floor trepidantly. "Okay.. Okay.. I'm Y/N L/N.. I was a small magician but then some dumbass wizard thought he'd try and recruit me into his temple and I said no, so he was like urgh buh buh buhh, you can't just say no... But I did, so I kept running and running and then I punched him in the face - that was my Nexus event. So y'all dragged me in here, threw me in a cell. It's been about 3 days without food and water.. You know, for a place without time.. all I seem to have had as comfort was the darn thing. That clock lady is an asshole, ain't she?"
"YES. Thank you, Ms. Minutes! She's a LITERAL PSYCHOPATH!" Loki said as he finally let you go to exacerbate his feelings towards the matter.
"AHA!" You go to run off but managed to trip over and you just lay there on your front. Face down.
Loki and Mobius tilt their heads to the side simultaneously.
"You doing okay, there?" Loki asked. "Need a hand?"
"Hmph." You answer.
"So.. I've got your file up on here.. you are who you say you are.. You were planned to be pruned on the day Renslayer left.." Mobius stated, looking up on his device.
"When everything went to shit you mean?" Loki input.
"Loki, not helping." Mobius frowned.
"Not trying to." Loki shrugged, stepping over you and standing at the side so he could lean on the wall adjacent.
You suddenly reach out and grab his ankle, Loki yelps at the grip. "Just like a monster under yer bed, i'n't it?"
"What is WRONG with you?!" Loki asked in a squawk.
Mobius looks between you and Loki again. "Seriously, I feel like I should leave you two alone but I also think that might lead to the next tragedy by the God of Chaos..."
"Hey, aren't you that sofa ad guy?" You suddenly asked, dragging yourself up by using Loki's leg. He scowled and slapped at your hand when you honk his knee, making a comedic horn sound with your mouth then smiling mischievously.
Loki rolled his eyes.
"Sofa guy? Who, me?" Mobius asked.
"Yeah you, you wouldn't see hot, leggy cat man here doing an ad for chair wear.. maybe perfume... cologne.. look at them bone cheeks!" You swat around at Loki's face.
"Why are you being so affectionate?" Mobius asked you.
Loki input: "I wouldn't exactly call it affection, we've only just met-"
"But baby, it's like I've known you my entire life, oo~" You coquettishly, playfully say.
Loki smacks you away from him and you turn to look at him with a smirk.
Mobius sighed, "Well.. we don't prune people anymore.. there's not really any point... Do you wanna join us to save all of time or do you wanna stay sat in a cell for the rest of whatever we have left of time?"
"Okay.. lemme get this straight.." You begin. "I have been sat in that cell unguarded, FORGOTTEN for DAYS because time is falling apart and now.. you're what.. COMING TO RECRUIT THE PEOPLE YOU IMPRISONED!?"
Mobius and Loki look a little guilty. Mobius frowns and Loki scuffs his shoe on the floor, waiting for what might happen next.
Then suddenly you clap with a bright smile, you step in between the two men and take their hands, looking at each of them with another smile. "RIght, well then, what we waiting for? Let's save all of time and whatever!"
You start marching off down the hall, tugging them with you.
"Alright, so.. You're... in?" Mobius asked.
"Yes. If you give me a room to freshen up.. I am not enjoying this prison fit.. nor this fucken collar!" You shudder at the collar around your throat.
"Well, yeah, that's a fair deal.." Loki nodded, Mobius nods too.
"Yeah, yeah... this way then.. There's a room you can use down here." Mobius lead you to a room and left you to change.
"WAIT... No, we need to keep an eye on you! We can't just have you leaving in the middle of everything and causing another multiversal war!" Mobius said, suddenly realising.
"I'll keep an eye on them. You go tell B-15 what's going on." Loki said, placing a reassuring hand to Mobius' shoulder.
You hear the door open and you turn around to see Loki there, "You hoping for a panty shot? Cuz that ain't gonna happen." You tease and tug on some tight leather leggings.
"I wouldn't dream of it, I'm here to keep an eye on you. Our favourite, little prisoner-" Loki crossed his hands over his belt as he stood there and kept eye contact with you.
You roll your eyes and pick up a bright red jacket as well as a black turtle neck. "Ah.." You say, pointing to the collar. "Could you do something about this, pitchy bitch about my throat, yeah?"
Loki sighed and clicked his fingers to light his finger with his magic, you watch how he saunters over and presses his fingertip into a button hole on the collar. It unlatches and suddenly he gets pushed back by a whipping wind.
Trying to stand up, he whips his hair up - like he does - and blinks until his eyes adjust to the taller, much more appealing you.
You stood there in all your glory. A fun outfit of red, black and white. You had black leather leggings on, black turtle neck and a red jacket. A bob of bright yellow dyed hair, bleached white at the ends and your natural hair colour as the roots. Up to your knees you had tall, black heel boots on. You clap your hand to your thigh and a large raven exists out of thin air. It perches on your arm and caws to give you the white piece of stone on a silver chain.
You take the necklace and put it on around your neck. The white stone shining brightest against the black of the turtleneck.
"I know, I look great, don't I, sweet beans~" You do a twirl and curtsy to Loki. Your chest wasn't exactly feminine nor masculine, somehwere between. Confident, for sure. Loki could tell from having touched your chest earlier you were cis fem but he had a similar aura with yourself where your true identity and love lay. He couldn't help but feel a little enticed by you from the beginning and now seeing you in your full display? It was like a slap to the face.. damn, you slay!
Walking, practically strutting, towards Loki, you swish your hand and the raven becomes black smoke.
You were taller than Loki in these heels and you could see how he swallowed dryly.
"Hello, little bean~ Gonna prune me now or are you just happy to see me~" You teased him shamelessly.
"Now.. that's n- that's not fair-" Loki replied. He then used his magic to make him seem taller.
"What? Feeling intimidated? I don't need height to intimidate someone. I just like the fear I instill with these clackers on!" You stomp and the sound of your heel on the hard floor made Loki flinch just slightly. You grin.
Loki chuckles and says, "Okay.. That's.. a good point. Let's go. We should find Mobius.."
"Or... we do something else.." You slip your hand around his shoulders and practically pin him against a wall. You smirk as he shrinks from his magic giving out. He swallowed dryly again and you lean your neck down until your lips are breathing hot breath on his filtrum. "We could do... something you want to do..?"
"And.. what I want to do... is find Mobius before you get out of hand-" Loki said.
"Out of hand?" You slide your hand into his and say, "In hand, now is that better or worse?"
Loki buffers for a moment but then Mobius knocks on the door and walks in.
You lean away from Loki and smile as Mobius comes in. He's even smaller.
You stand between the two men as if in height order. Loki is taller than Mobius but they're both shorter than you in your heels.
"Gah.. I love heels." You chortle. "So.. Time?"
Mobius buffers a moment, "Wow.. wow you are.. very different when you're in costume..."
You bend at the hips and hold his cheeks in your palms. "Say that again!"
"What?"
"The 'wow', say that.. again! I know I've heard that before.." You point at his mouth then flop his bottom lip fish-like.
Mobius stares at you with confused eyes. He murmurs, "Wow...?"
You leap away from Mobius and then do a little uppity dance on the spot, dancing your feet up and down, up and down and then jump, slamming your heels down making an echoic sound as you shout, "ZOOLANDER!"
Loki and Mobius look baffled.
"What are you... a Witch of confusion?" Loki asked.
"A god of chaos, more like... they're doing your job better than you!" Mobius laughed.
"ZOOLANDDDDEEERRRRR... Owen Wilson... LOOK... hang on..." You click your fingers and then snap both hands until a pulse of yellow magic creates a TV with your fingers in a square shape. "See that? THAT'S LITERALLY YOU!"
You point at the magically made TV where Mobius' face was on it with long blonde hair and posing as a model.
"Great film, by the way.. you- uhh.. other you, are a great actor. And yes, you are on a sofolagy advert.. I knew I'd seen you before!" You point at the TV where Loki is laughing at it and Mobius is gawking.
"Why am I wearing such stupid.. outfits?" Mobius asked.
"You're a model. Well, you're an actor playing a model.. Honestly, there's gotta be a universe out there where you or Owen Wilson plays you and this is all a film or show or some crap.. You're probably played by, I dunno... Benedict Cumberbatch or something!" You laugh as you poke your finger in Loki's ear.
Loki swats your hand as you snort. Mobius just stares at the TV.
You change the channel to the ad he's in and Mobius is like 'wow'.
Loki is just laughing, "You are an actor in another timeline? Isn't that awesome? Now you know what lives your could have in the time streams!" He smiles, still laughing at this Owen Wilson guy who looked so much like Mobius.
"Benedict Cumberbatch, who's that?" Loki asked.
"This guy. He played Sherlock in a BBC production, great series, must say. I prefer Andrew Scott, really got under my skin, great villain." You said, slapping the TV and it changed to Sherlock.
Loki shakes his head and said, "no, no.. if anything, that looks more like that pathetic wizard from earthh 616... Dr Strange or whatever his dumb name was-"
"Hey, don't diss that guy, he held his end of the multiverse together.. he's doing pretty well, in all honesty." Mobius said, pointing accusingly at Loki.
"Alright.. alright, whatever.. Gah.." Loki frowns.
You smirk as you look between the old married couple.
"Isn't all of time ending or some shit? I thought that's why you wanted my help, not just some TV cameos?" You trail, looking at them being silly.
Loki and Mobius finally stop their little tiff to look back at your smirking self.
"Yes.. so.. uh.. Loki, Y/N.. We need to find Renslayer, if we find her, we find Ms. Minutes-" Mobius stated.
"Minutes? Aw but we haaate her..." You whine.
"Well, channel that rage to find her." Mobius instructed.
"Myeah myeh myh.." You playfully puppet your hand as if to mimic Mobius.
Yourself, Loki and Mobius end up following a lead and they walk through in fancy outfits. Black tuxedos and frilly white shirts, your swipe your hand like a cross over your chest and show up in the same thing.
Loki and Mobius said that they would need a distraction, some way to fight Ms Minutes while she disturbs this timeline.
"I've got this." You wink.
You snatch an umbrella off a woman running away from the massive ghost clock, Ms. Minutes. You smirk as Loki and Mobius go about trying to get hold of He Who Remains and Renslayer.
Beginning a musical, you softly whisper:
"In my life, I was Noel Gruber who worked at Taco Bell
In Uranium City, Saskatchewan
But, in my dreams, I played a different role
I was Monique Gibeau in post-war France~"
Loki and the others make a confused face, twitching a brow as you continued to build up a song somewhat.
"A hooker with a heart of black charcoal
I write poems to burn by firelight
Drink champagne and guzzle gin
Good girls call me "The Town Bicycle"
Don't knock it 'til you've tried my life of sin~
Oh, Claude, my pimp, knows never mess with me
Last prick did that faded quick to black
I have no idea where to find him, officers...
But if you do, please mention that I'd like to have returned
The pretty knife that I stuck TEN TIMES IN HIS BACK!"
You stab the umbrella into the foot of Ms. Minutes who growls and says, "Aoow! What ya doin' down there, L/N!? Why you even here, sugar?! You shoulda been LONG since PRUNED!"
You smirk and dance around to avoid her trying to stomp you into the ground.
"For I sing songs until the break of dawn
I embrace a new man every night
My life's one never-ending carnival
A whirl of boozy-floozy flashing light
I want to be that FUCKED-up girl~"
Dancing around street lamps you cheerily continue your singing.
"He said, "I think I am in love with you"
I've heard that lie a million times before
Oh, tonight I give in to the fantasy
Take love when you can, when you're a whore
For I sing songs until the break of dawn
I embrace a new man every night
My life's one never-ending carnival
A whirl of boozy-floozy flashing light!
I want to be that fucked-up girl....
So now I sell my love for opiummmm~
In some rat-infested Chinese dive
At night, I burn myself with cigarettes
Just to somehow prove I'm still aliIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!
Eight months later, I catch typhoid flu
Kicked out, I see the ugly light of day
Dying in an alley, a priest kneels down to me"
You make it very dramatic and when you sing 'still alive', you make it out with rage and Ms Minutes kicks a car at you but it just explodes behind you, acting as even better lighting for your theatrical song.
"He says, "My child do you have any final words you'd like to say?"
Oui... Tell him like him I choose to burn out, rather than... fade away~
For I sing songs until the break of dawn
I embrace a new man every night
My life's one never-ending carnival
A whirl of boozy-floozy flashing light
For I sing songs until the break of dawn
I embrace a new man every night
My life's one never-ending carnival
A whirl of boozy-floozy flashing light
I want to be that fucked-up girrrrrrrrrrrl
I wanna be that fucked-up giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrllllll~"
Your singing got more rapid as you danced and hit the umbrella against Minutes' feet.
"If I could have just one dream
(If he could have just one dream)
I'd be that fucked-up girl!
HEY!"
You end your song when Mobius ushered you over, you yeet the umbrella up and it stabs into her eye.
"AH YOU FUCKER-" Ms. Minutes screamed, crashing around, falling back against the carnival wheel.
You cackle excitedly and jump up, transfiguring into a gull, flying up into the sky with the other gulls. You trail away with Mobius and Loki in sight. You help point out where Renslayer and Timely are.
Mobius and Loki manage to grab Timely much faster than what would have been.
You all return to the TVA, Renslayer is left to Sylvie and Sylvie gives you a smile as you become your usual self again in the red jacket and tall high heel boots. You smile back and leave through the Temp-Pad portal. But then you back and punch Renslayer in the gut.
"Fuck you." You snarl down your nose at her as she's caught off guard and rolling on the floor in agony.
Sylvie stands there, lips parted. "Huh.." She nods.
"Nice to meet you by the way." You shake Sylvie's hand then kissed the bridge of her knuckles.
"Uhh. Sure. Nice to meet you too..?" Sylvie was a little baffled.
"Take care of yourself.. Don't bother with that one. She can lick my spit." You growl.
Sylvie and Rensalyer narrowed their eyes at that.
"Before you- yeah, okay, that sounded more intelligable and uhh... threatening in my head.. Point is.. SUCK IT DICK NIPS!" You flip the bird and bite your bottom lip, blowing it out the way one does, at Renslayer, you leap through the square.
Sylvie blinked a few times and muttered, "And they call us the Gods of chaos.. whatever the fuck they are... I wanna be that..."
Renslayer repeated, "'Lick my spit'.. what does that even MEAN?!"
"I think it's better not to dwell on it.." Sylvie said with tight lips before returning to wanting to kill the bitch.
Meanwhile... you hadn't seen where you were going and then you were leaping in through the portal, smack bam on top of Loki.
Loki groans, face to the floor, you on his back like a human backpack.
"Ndawww~ Isn't this nice n cooozy~" You purr playfully with your nose all snarled up.
"What.. on earth are you doing? Loki.. Are you alright?" Mobius asked.
"He's fiiiine-" You coo as you pat his head and tangle your fingers into his pitch black hair.
"Hey! Stop that!" Loki grunts, trying to swat yoru hands away but can't in his position.
"Hehehe, no escape for the wizard~" You laugh, now sitting cross legged on his back.
"You.. Will you stop? Ever.. Seriously, what are you? A chaos witch? You can't be though.. Chaos magic is red, not yellow... That's reality and mind.. Eldritch, magic? You're an eldritch? Well.. Okay, that makes you at least SOMEWHAT of an opponent.." Loki said wisely.
"Opponent? Oh, are we going to fight?" You smirk, getting off his back and helping him up.
"No, not necessarily. We have more important things to be doing rather than squabbling to see who is more powerful.. And of course we'd have to fight somewhere without innoccent people around.. There's nowhere like that here.. So, anyway. I'm just saying, you'd be worth a match." Loki said.
You lean on Mobius' shoulder and whispered, "Sounds like he doesn't wanna lose in front of you, baby cakes~"
"Baby- woah ahhaha!" Mobius blushes and chuckles shyly.
"Aw, come onn~ don't think too much into it- or do.. Maybe that'll do us some good, yeah~" You smile feline-like as you are still leaning on his shoulder, cheek against his shoulder pads.
Loki narrows his eyes at you.
You flicker your eyes to Loki and grin saying, "What? I'm just an affectionate person. I can be comfortable around anyone, didn't you notice? I have a raven as my familiar, I've seen death, I use Eldritch magic and I've been locked away for far too long~" Before Loki or Mobius could answer about time not passing here, you said, "AND, not to mention how, hey.. I am a witch who once worked beneath Cupid and Aphrodite, herself~" You grin.
Loki's brows pinched upwards while Mobius gulped and pulled at his collar to give his sweaty neck a little breathability.
You chuckle. "See, I have my ways~ And you now know, completely and honestly why I am who and the way I am~"
"Aphro- as in.. The Aphrodite?" Mobius asked.
"No, the dog..." You tease.
Loki narrows his eyes.
"Yes THE Aphrodite, ya dumb prick!" You laugh as you pinched Mobius' chin and wiggle his face.
Mobius frowns when you let go of him and circle back round to talk with Loki. He holds his chin and shakes his jaw for a moment.
"Well, there was really no reason to call me a 'prick'..." Mobius frowned but was caught off guard when you rolled your eyes, having been walking towards Loki, you turned around again and this time, you grab Mobius by the collar and crashed your lips to his. Making out with him suddenly.
Mobius just stands there, breathing heavily and confused as Loki's jaw hangs open.
"Uhm.. excuse me, Wizard, what's going on?" Timely asked with the other guard and B-15 now coming over.
"B-15, take Timely a- awa- uhh away.. to OB... We'll hmm um.. Catch you up." Mobius instructed and B-15 nods completely out of the loop and confused to no end.
And so, then it was just you wiping your lips with the back of your hand and then chamming saying, "You eaten Lime today? Fucken hate lime flavour things.."
Mobius is so afraid to say anything in case you interrupt him again and end up snogging him some more, not that he's against it, he was just VERY caught off guard.
"So. Timely is on his way to OB with B-15 and we're here for what? What're we doing here?" You asked with a genuinely confused shrug. Shameless as ever.
Loki and Mobius stare at you.
Loki then strides over and grabs you, pinning your arms behind your back and forcing your face into the wall.
"Oh~ Harder, Loki~" You tease him.
Loki buffers for a moment before hissing out, "STOP iT!"
"Or what? You'll pin me against another wall?" You asked, now standing behind him, using your magic to get out of his grip.
Loki turns to look at you but you press him against the wall, hands to his chest, dominant hand at the base of his throat as you hiss playfully into his face, "Because if you do, I'm really gonna enjoy it~"
Loki swallowed thickly this time and tried a different approach. "If you really were under Aphrodite rule then you won't be at all affected when I respond to your actions, hm~"
His voice was lower and more gravelly now.
You raise a singular brow.
He leans his face closer to yours, finding how you didn't even flinch, maybe you were Aphrodite's secondhand after all. Your grin only broadens and you look rather unimpressed.
"Huh.. Okay, I believe you." Loki said.
"Good, cuz I am NOT ready to destroy the TVA trying to prove a point to you.." You chuckle.
"So what then? You're just.. gonna snog everyone for your own liking?" Mobius then asked.
"'Snog'?" Repeated Loki with a disturbed frown.
"Yes, SNOG, Loki.. that's what I said.. Because that's what this... this Aphrodite.. lady has in mind, isn't it-" Mobius still didn't get it.
He had read you were unpredictable in your file but he never imagined you to suddenly be weilding a sharp scythe to his throat against a wall, there was a dangerous fire lit in your eyes as you spat, "STOP CALLING ME 'LADY'..."
Loki looks between yourself and Mobius and brings up his hands to try and help diffuse the situation.
"Hey... look at me.. Look at me.. I understand, I do, okay, look at me.." Loki pleads until you do. But you still have a stubborn anger set into your brows. "Look.. I.. I too struggle with gender identification, that's the beauty of shape shifting.. You don't have to be yes or no or maybe, you can be anything and anyone you want... You don't have to exist in anyone else's category... Okay, we won't judge you for whatever you decide to go by and Mobius.. Respect them.. Respect them by using their pronouns, come on.." Loki shrugs. "I go by all and any so please, go ahead and use anything for me, I won't be offended if you slip up once but Mobius, I understand why Y/N- can I call you Y/N?"
You nod, slowly turning to look over your shoulder and see Loki with his hands up defensively and kindly, gently coming to take the scythe from your vice of a grip.
"You... Get it?" You asked weakly.
"Mhm.. Yes, yes, I do.. For years I had to be a Prince.. not anything but.." He nods with a single tear held in each eye.
You look at the scythe, Mobius' terrified face - which by the way you weren't really phased over, then to Loki and his palm facing up.
You breathe calmly and spin your hand up to be holding the scythe handle in your palm, scythe blade away from Mobius now.
Mobius takes a breather, fearfully leaning against a wall as he then slid down it to steady his wobbling frame. Loki nodded calmly with you but side-stepped to check on the hyperventilating Mobius on the floor.
You then join them, slumping down the wall. You sit beside Loki and say in possibly the softest tone they had heard from you yet, "I'm sorry, Mobius... I just hate disrespect.." Mobius nods forlornly.
Loki smiles tenderly at you and you slide your hands over to theirs, gently tapping Mobius' hand, understanding he was overwhelmed. You and Loki hold hands and you look sheepish, avoiding eye contact.
"Floor pals?" You asked after a long pause.
Loki and Mobius share a look of understanding and repeat the term, "Yeah, Floor Pals."
You smile, still afraid to make eye contact.
"You know.. You don't have to hide your face from us.." Loki said, calmly bringing your chin up by lightly tipping it with his secondary knuckle.
"Yeah, you're already forgiven." Mobius reassures.
You look between the two with awe and hope.
A long silence and then you hug them both. You all giggle on the floor as your stomach rumbled.
"Come on, it's been a long imprisonment without any key lime pie for you!" Mobius teases.
"Ahhh I hate liiimeee!" You laugh with him.
Loki smirks fondly at you both and said, "I can make you anything you desire~" He clicks his fingers and a magical (fave pie) appears on a porcelain plate in your lap.
You smile brightly and thank him. Mobius drools at the sight and you magic up a couple of sporks for the three of you to share it, sitting in a random hallway of the TVA, on the cusp of the end of Time and of course, you're all Floor Pals now.
What a day it had been!