#Mobius/reader

[blackbirdofasgard]

1-2-3-4-5 Fic Game

Queuing this up in advance in lieu of a Seven Sentence Sunday post, because I've barely gotten anything new written since posting my last fic and am still very busy this weekend 😅

Thanks for tagging me: @andthekitchensinkao3, @insert-witty-user-name-here, @lgwilt, @mobiusismycomfortcharacter, @lokimobius, and @elodiah! I don't know if I've ever done this style of challenge before, and this sounds really fun 😊

Rules: Give us the links to your fic with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the least words (feel free to interpret however you would like; if not on AO3, can be on Tumblr or FFNET, etc!).

Most Hits: Slipping Through My Fingers (3,972 hits)

Lokius (G). A speculation fic written before any episodes of the second season were released, having seen only glimpses of Loki's timeslipping. Loki and Mobius reunite, but Loki is reluctant to let Mobius touch him, in case of transferring the effects of the 'slipping to him.

2nd Most Kudos: Let the World Keep Turning Without Us (304 kudos)

Lokius (T). Filling in the missing scenes between the first and second episodes of S2 with some serious shipper goggles and wishful thinking. Loki and Mobius take some time to recover from their brushes with death before plunging headlong into the next crisis.

3rd Most Comments: (Tied with Slipping Through My Fingers, so I'll go with) Fox on the Run (14 comment threads)

Lokius (G). Loki overhears some office gossip, but his ignorance of the true meaning of "silver fox" leads to some miscommunication and hilarity.

4th Most Bookmarks: After Time Has Passed (41 bookmarks)

Lokius (T). Post S2 fix-it (one of several I've written). The TVA crew gets Loki out of the multiverse tree.

5th Most Words: Taking You Slow (4,885 words)

Mobius x Reader (E). PWP, first time. Lots of foreplay and aftercare.

Least Words: Freely Given (379 words)

Lokius (G). A Fluffuary fill from 2022, following the prompts pet names, praise, and blushing.

I'm very late to the party and I've completely lost track of who's already done this, so I'll skip tagging. If you see this, haven't done this already, and would like to, then please consider yourself tagged!

[elegant-fleuret]

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)

[varesai]

♡˗ˏ*˚ : BIG SPOON OR LITTLE SPOON?

𝖬𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

✧.* 𝖠𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗇?

𝖧𝖺𝗂𝗂𝗂 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒 (𝖨’𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝗓…) 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖸𝖤𝖲!!!! 𝖸𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝖾𝗌. 𝖤𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

THEY’RE A BIG SPOON. No arguing. Case closed. They want to protect you at all costs, and feels like it’s a very vulnerable way to do it. To hold you in their arms, and to shield you from the world, letting you drift into unconsciousness in their warm embrace. There’s too many out there in this cruel world who have a target against them or their spouse. They feel they need to protect 24/7.

✧.* HI3rd: Vita, Mei (HoO or HoT), Aponia, Thelema, Misteln Schariac

✧.* HSR: Mydei, Dr. Ratio, Aglaea, Argenti, Jing Yuan, Blade, Luocha, Kafka, Jingliu, Jade

✧.* GI: Wriothesley, Mavuika, Arlecchino, Neuvillette, Alhaitham, Kamisato Ayato, Kinich, Xiao

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THEY’RE A LITTLE SPOON. They find they like to be held more than to hold. There’s just something about it, being able to come home from a hard day or simply just to fall into one’s arms and be held. To know they’re safe, and to know they’re loved. It almost feels like they can just melt into you, to become whole with the one they love the most.

✧.* HI3rd: Mobius, Elysia (reg. & HoHE), Kiana (HoF and reg), Songque, Vill-V, Senadina, Theresa (Lunar Vow) Fu Hua (Senti)

✧.* HSR: Aventurine, Sunday, Topaz, Feixiao, Fugue, Sparkle

✧.* GI: Mualani, Furina, Navia, Lyney, Kaveh, Arataki Itto, Yoimiya, Albedo

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THEY’RE BOTH! It depends on the day. Sometimes, they feel the need to hold, and other times, they feel the need to be held. They know they can trust you, and they know that you don’t mind what they choose. Maybe they start off as big spoon and then end up as a little spoon. Maybe it’s just what they’re feeling. Who knows.

✧.* HI3rd: Fu Hua (all besides Senti), Lantern, Helia, Kiana (HoFi), Seele & Veliona, Durandal, Bronya (Silverwing), Rita Rossweisse, Eden

✧.* HSR: Jiaoqiu, The Herta, Rappa, Bronya, Gepard, Boothill, Seele, Robin

✧.* GI: Childe, Chasca, Xilonen, Kamisato Ayaka, Yae Miko, Yumemimizuki Mizuki, Kaedehara Kazuha, Chiori, Tighnari

[bluelaidlyworm]

Burdened with Glorious Purpose.

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

[fisshbones]

Iris

a/n: very short!! this might come off as a little yandere-ish but that was not my intention :( As always the ending sucks but whatevs. Tired and sick at the time of writing… I wish there was more synonyms for their/they 😓 If you enjoyed this please like/reblog/reply!

Cw/tw: sfw! gn!reader (no use of pronouns,) kinda obsessive characters, mentions of death, lowkey angsty, possibly ooc? Lemme know if i missed anything

-> Characters that will forever be bound to you and your soul. They will search for you in every corner of the universe if you were to leave them. They would move mountains if it meant they could see you again. You are too tangled in their soul for them to stop loving you.

-> Their devotion to you knows no bounds. It may as well be their downfall too. They would do just about anything to prove their loyalty to you. If asked “me or the world?” In their hearts they know it’s you over the world any day. It’s nauseating seeing how much your wellbeing means to them. Every injury and sickness that hurts you, they feel partially at fault for not being able to prevent it.

-> Even in yours or their death they will promise to find you once more. In every universe and timeline you’ll be together, whether either you want to or not.

Xiao, Thirteen, Mobius, Sunday, Zhongli, Welt, Baizhu, Otto Apocalypse, Mammon, Acheron, Simeon, Kaeya, Kevin Kaslana, Belphegor, Blade, Scaramouche/Wanderer, + your favs.

[annmaximoff18]

Loki: We have to play 20 Questions

Y/N: of course, Loki

Loki:Okay, you start.

Y/N: What's your favorite color?

Loki: Green, I'll go next. Do you want to be my girlfriend?

Y/N: Of course

Mobius, who was sitting with you two reviewing some files, looked at you confused but happy that you were already a couple.

[mischiefmaker615]

Chef's Choice

Over the past time of having tumblr, i have collected my personal favorites- stories that i always get drawn back to when i need inspiration, something to read, and/or something to enjoy with whatever mood or situation that needs tending LOL (not in order and there are so many others i love!!)

Thought it be best to introduce you to some of the greats out there :D

“Seems like the prince of Asgard is seduced by a mortal woman”

By: @fictive-sl0th

(OMG i absolutely LOVE the doctor themed stories with Loki XD ya never know what direction it's gonna end up ;) )

A Coveted Bride

By: @magicbystarlight

(i absolutely LOVE jealous Loki, anything in the realm of dark theme and possessiveness XD we don't judge here. it's an enquired taste and darling, you cooked!!)

Duplicitous *Long Snake Moan*

By: @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

(everything you write, i got to read! truth be told, we didnt ask for but we absolutely needed!!)

Pinned Down The Rite Liberties

By: @lokisgoodgirl

(come on, just by the titles alone you know it's gonna be good! everything you've written, i've fallen in love with each detail, nothing is rushed and personalities are captured beautifully! i've caught myself gasping out loud in public with some of the stuff you bring us and i absolutely love it!)

Overstimulation Welcome Him Home More Between His Thighs

By: @sarahscribbles

(had me drooling in kinktober!!! just the title alone, i hit favorite so i could read it when i got time and darling, you didn't disappoint! so many stories just draw my attention and every aspect of them is truly perfect!!! i need more!!!)

thirty seconds

By: @muddyorbsblr

(what i would give to be in the readers shoes!! omg i loved this!!! hit all the right feelings and i cant help but reread this far more than thirty times LOL)

The Chambermaid

By: @wheredafandomat

(i want Loki to step on me!!!! i wouldn't mind slave life if it meant serving him LOL gods this was perfect!! i always loved maid x Loki themed stories, keep them coming!!)

Kinktober Day 16

By: @suguru-getos

("we listen and we don't judge" *cough* i love me some CNC! seems like a very hidden kink topic so i got positively excited when i saw this mentioned in your writing and just HAD to read it Lol kinky indeed!!! truly my favorite fic of yours so far!)

Overtime Safehouse Conquer Close Quarters

By: @cleo-fox

(I'm pretty sure all of tumblr knows who you are Lol i have enjoyed EVERYTHING you've come out with; your plots, details and character embodiment, Loki is on point!! i cant even fathom where to begin on making storylines this deep with all the bells and whistles. you are truly an incredible writer!!)

"I can do….terrible things to you."

By: @oh-look-at-her

(i can't literally do anything but bow down to you and get up only when given permission LOL truly a damn good time reading your work!!)

Firestarter

By: @delaber

(who doesn't love a good enemies to lovers story Lol can't tell you how many people i've shooed while i was in the middle of reading this XD)

Frozen Stiff Happily Never After

By: @simplyholl

(tbh i struggle finding REALLY good Jotun Loki fics and absolutely fell in love with this one!!! thank you for letting me die in peace now Lol had me giddy and blushing!!)

Have Mercy

By: @mochie85

(you captured his hot and pain in the ass personality so well!!! i LOVED this went through all the emotions on this one!! kinda like an enemies to lovers story Lol why cant it be me!!!)

A Tales of Tangled Desires

By: @angelremnants

(i fell in love with the part one, not expecting for my request to be answered but i got a part two and absolutely have become obsessed!! i love your writing so much and thank you for the prayer being answered! Lol)

And The Gods Made Love

By: @thefairywithboots

(thank you for my request being answered!! anything you publish, i cant get enough of and love the pure art like pace you take to form every inch of your story!!)

Plus One

By: @societyfolklore

(EXACTLY what i needed to start the new year ;) thank you!)

Mission Accomplished

By: @asgards-princess-of-mischief

(i love the whole "there's only one bed" scenario LOL this was absolutely perfect!)

Handcuffed Together

By: @anonymousfiction211

(it's in the title LOL this had all of my emotions :D it was fun, hilarious and incredible sexy!! truly loved this!)

Gentle Road Rage

By: @writingfics-passingtime 

(THIS HAS EVERYTHING I LOOK FOR IN A FIC!!! Never thought tickling could be so spicy LOL well descriptive, seasoned, paced, his personality is on point, plot is chef's kiss, everything!! i want a part 2!!)

[itscherrylipsforme]

Utter devotion: various characters (separated) x insecure!fem!reader

Blurb. Not use of y/n. I couldn't decide which character fit better for this, so I didn't. Slightly angst because reader is not comfortable with her body (please, love yourself! I am learning to do it too). This goes to all my insecure girlies since I keep descriptions ambiguous, but big hugs especially to my chubby girls because I have been one of them all my life

Masterlist Characters I write for

You just cannot understand it. In his eyes everything seems pretty simple: you love him, he loves you. You and that personality which had charmed him. You and that perfect body he adored since the beginning even if you either rolled your eyes or shied away whenever he said. Indeed, it is as simple as he puts it. He loves you, everything about you, no matter your sceptic gaze when he told you’re the first time and many others after it.

He has learned to come to terms with all your so-called quirks, minus one. The fact that you never show some appreciation for yourself. Do not mistake me, he doesn’t mind a bit that he had to reassure you over and over again that you are beautiful. Well, he wouldn’t mind if you believed him after it, and unfortunately for both of you that’s not the case. However, you will also have to deal with one of his flaws in exchange, his determination to make you trust his words.

So, he will come from behind and wrap his arms around his waist when you stare judgingly at the mirror for too long. Kiss your shoulder, your cheek, and even the tears that sometimes escape your control in those kinds of situations. Whisper to your ear that your body is straight from the descriptions of old goddess. Caress every part of it as long you are comfortable. Introduce to others with a proud look on his face and a smirk in his lips as “my partner”.  Trace patterns all over your skin, draw lines and mindless forms over everything you call imperfections. Scars or stretch marks, he does not care. For him they become notes in a symphony he would love to hear time after time.

When a girl admires him from the distance, he will give them a sharp and irritated glance and tighten his grip around you. Both mordacious and innocent comments that can thrill your insecurities will be met by his biting remarks. And for him everything will pay off the day you learn to treat and see yourself with the same utter devotion he does.

Characters: Robb Stark, Henry Winter, Elliott (Stardew Valley), Loki, Matt Murdock, Jason Todd, Jacaerys Velaryon, Aemond Targaryen, and Benedict Bridgerton

Likes and reblogs are appreciated ღ I do not authorize any of my works to be copied, translated or plagiarized ✗

[wheredafandomat]

My Loki

TVA! Loki x female reader

18+ | contains smut - Quick fire rapid small drabble thing because ep 2 was hot 🥵 WK 700

“I have done some terrible awful things. Yeah, maybe that is who I am and he knows, she knows” Loki paused for a moment, glancing at you “it’s the real me. A loser. Always have been, always will be” he continued.

“Loki” you interrupted to no avail.

“And perhaps I’ve been holding something back. Perhaps I’ve just been waiting for a moment like this, so I can do terrible awful things to you” he threatened, stepping closer to Brad who’s expression had contorted into fear.

“Loki, that’s enough” Mobius tried to intervene but he was in a trance.

“Loki” you spoke authoritatively, stepping between him and Brad, snapping him out of his stupor as his almost teary eyes met yours. “No” you mouth, urging him to back down.

Taking a deep grounding breath, Loki turned away before storming out of the room. You looked over at Mobius who shrugged his shoulders before you chased after Loki, calling his name but he didn’t respond, he just weaved his way through the other agents, continuing down the corridor.

“Loki, Loki!” You yelled, following him into a locker room as he spun around.

“WHAT?” He exclaimed.

“Talk to me” you implored.

“You want me to talk to you?” He questioned almost mockingly as he stepped towards you, caging you between himself and the locker behind you. You tried to keep your breaths even as the familiar scent of his cologne evaded your senses, exciting you. “Hmm? Is that what you want?” He continued, using his thumb and index finger to tilt your chin upwards, his eyes boaring into yours. “You want me to confide in you, tell you what’s going on in my head, what I’m thinking?” He listed as he lifted your skirt up a little, pushing one of his legs between yours and stealing your breath away as he began rubbing his thigh against your clothed pussy. Your head fell back against the locker, eyes closed as your panties dampened. You practically purred when he undid one of the buttons on your shirt and began kissing your neck. “What if I don’t want to talk?” He uttered against your lips before you pressed yours against his, kissing him deeply.

Lifting you, Loki pressed you back harder against the lockers with his hips as you wrapped your legs around his waist. Using one of his hands, he undid his belt, pulling his trousers low enough to free his hard cock as he pumped it a couple of times before running it through your slick folds and guiding himself to your entrance.

“Fuck Loki” you murmured in his ear as he entered you before pulling out a little and thrusting inside of you again. His movements were fast, almost desperate as you moaned against his ear. You could tell this wouldn’t take long for either of you.

“I’m the villain y/n” Loki confessed between thrusts as he grunted “in his story and in yours”

“No” you insisted, opening your eyes as you looked down into his, your hand against his cheek as he slowed this thrusts “you’re the God of Mischief, you’re my Loki” you affirmed “not a villain” you smiled, Loki’s expression changing into something that could only be described as fond.

Pecking your lips, Loki sped his thrusts again, fucking into you with ardour as the lockers behind you clanged against the wall, the sound of both of you moaning filling the room.

“I’m so closee” you mewled moments before your orgasm swarmed you leaving you shaking as Loki chased his own.

“Fuck” he cursed, stilling his movements as he pushed his hips against yours, filling you with his warm seed as he rode out his high.

Once you were both sated, Loki placed you back down onto shaky legs as he pulled his trousers back up, simultaneously pulling your skirt down as if he knew you were both about to be interrupted.

“Here you are, I’ve been searching everywhere for you both” Mobius spoke, entering the room as you fixed your hair.

“What?” Loki questioned as Mobius’s gaze flicked between you both suspiciously.

“No, nothing” he dismissed, noticing your shirt button undone.

“Let’s go then” Loki gestured, walking past Mobius and out of the room.

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[blackbirdofasgard]

2024 Writing Roundup

Thank you for tagging me, @loki-is-my-kink-awakening. This sounds fun, so here goes nothing! 😄

Lokius Fics (25 stories, 38,694 words)

January

Reacclimate

Pineapple Jam

Full of Surprises

I Want to Tell You

March

After Time Has Passed (*received the most bookmarks)

April

Dessert, Please! (Hold the Radiation)

In the Chill of Battle (*received the most Kudos)

God of His Heart

May

While the Kids Are Away...

June

Too Close to See

Meet the Children

July

Never Been So Happy, Never Felt So High

Waived Wish

August

The Past is the Past

Unwinding in Style

September

A Sampling of Dessert's Greatest Hits

Making Time

Hands-On

October

Sudden Sight

When the Shadows Grow Long

Puttin' On the Glitz

Observation Duty

November

Free

Key Lime Quest

December

I'd Give Up Forever to Touch You (not complete yet)

Most of these are Fluffuary stories. The irony is not lost on me that I posted none of them in February 😅 Hoping to finish that series soon!

I also posted a large majority of my ongoing Mobius/Reader series, Comfort in the TVA (21 stories, 31,738 words) during the course of this year 😊

No pressure tags (and apologies for any double tagging): @in-my-loki-feels, @insert-witty-user-name-here, @insomniaflarrow, @mirilyawrites, @elodiah

@lgwilt, @distracteddream, @thosegayoldmen, @andthekitchensinkao3, and anyone else I missed who would like to do this!

[drachenlegend]

Current Era Herrscher Reader x Fire Moth Members

Part 1, Part 2

Synopsis: The CE (Your/Name) is enlisted to World Serpent following a run-in that resulted in their involvement with one of Jackal’s experiments and enters the Elysian Realm. This is probably the final part unless you want to see an epilogue. Also, spoilers for the Chapters 29-31.

The first half will serve as an introduction and as Kevin and Elysia’s parts. The second half will be the other Flame-chasers.

The cold corridors of World Serpent’s base made your skin crawl as you were dragged along the ice-cold floor with a bag over your head and your arms chained behind you with Honkai-suppressing properties. It was a rather medieval experience but certainly not of the ones you were keen on experiencing.

“Now, now. Let’s all take a moment to calm down and-” 

“Oh, shut up already!” One of Jackal’s subordinates smacked you across your face to shut you up, which it did - for a few seconds.

“Come now, friends. Can’t we at least take off the hood? I’m starting to fall asleep here! At least, let me look around!”

“God, they’re so annoying.” The person on your left muttered.

“Relax, we’re almost at the Sire’s throne room.” The person to your right calmed down their friend. “We can leave them there and Lady Jackal will take over from there.”

“I know, I know... Hey, do you think the Sire does anything besides sit on his throne-”

“Both of you, silence.” A woman’s voice shut them both up and made you perk up upon hearing the newcomer approach you while two sets of footsteps went in the other direction. Her heels clicked on the floor and circled around you as you could feel her sizing you up until she stopped behind you. “Get up.” You could feel her warm breath on your ear and shivered slightly but obliged to her command.

“You must be Jackal. Your helpers were lovely company, though I have more reason to believe you’ll be far more charming!” You smile despite the grim situation you found yourself in, finding everything happening around you far too amusing to not enjoy the moment.

Jackal doesn’t say anything to you; she merely pushes you up the stairs and into a large throne room where the temperature had dropped immensely. However, the more important factor was the even more immense power radiating from the person sitting in the throne in the center that was enough to attract your attention.

“Sire. I’ve brought the individual responsible for the stagnation of our operations.”

“Hey, don’t forget your two friends! They did most of the heavy lifting-”

Smack!

“Do not mention those incompetent buffoons.”

“Sorry...”

“...Understood.” The person called “Sire” said and you could tell it was a male’s. “Do they have a name?”

“Of course, Sire. Their name is...” You could hear Jackal calmly shuffling through papers, the calmness of her movements turning agitated as she couldn’t for the life of her find your name.

“Are you sure you’re not the incompetent one?” You inquire in a mock innocent tone, tilting your head at the woman who was seconds away from smacking you again.

“How dare you-”

“Jackal.” The man merely said. “Leave us. You’ve done enough.”

“Y-Yes, Sire...” You heard the disappointment in Jackal’s voice and felt a bit bad for her but your attention went over to the leader of his organization.

“Are you done playing your games, Herrscher?”

You smile and stood up, breaking the chains binding you as if they were made of glass. “Yeah, maybe a little. I’ll save it for Madame Jackal. I also heard that there was a pretty little bird wandering here as well.” Pulling the hood of your head, you were prepared to face an icy stare of a monster but were instead met with a slightly wide eyed stare from a white-haired man who was, for whatever reason, surprised to see your face. “So, you’re this ‘Sire’ that I’ve been hearing a lot about? Hm... That doesn’t sound cool enough. How about ‘Ice Cube?’ Does that sound good?”

“...(Your/Name)?“ You heard him whisper, still taken aback by your appearances, and you raised an eyebrow.

“Huh? You know my name? Who are you, Ice Cube?”

“...” The king of ice shook his head and regained his composure, although, you could see the tiniest crack in his mask. “It is not your business, Herrscher. What matters now,” He stood up from his throne, summoning a mighty greatsword of flames from nowhere and heating up the room. “is what you plan on doing now.”

“Heh, I’m quite confident in my fighting capabilities, Ice Cube.” You smiled and ready yourself for battle. “But, how about this? If I win, I get to walk free and you won’t bother me ever. If you win, then I’ll help you with whatever cult-y things you’re doing.”

The man didn’t say anything and you took his silence as his agreement to the terms. Stretching your body, you prepared to fight-

===

A Few Weeks Later...

===

You totally lost won the fight.

......

Ahem, Kevin didn’t exactly beat you into the dirt like some may have thought but it was more comparable to an older brother scolding their mischievous younger sibling.

Silver lining: you were able to force out of him a terrifying transformation that no one in this era had ever seen before and destroyed around 80% of the main World Serpent base, earning you the animosity of Jackal who had to clean up after you two.

After you woke up, you found the man waiting patiently for you and he introduced himself to you as Kevin Kaslana. That name... It made you feel an odd sense of nostalgia but you couldn’t put your finger on it and he didn’t seem to want to say anything when you pestered him about this. You decided to honor your side of the agreement since you were seeking answers from Kevin.

“Are you focusing on the mission?” Your elder in the World Serpent hierarchy, a woman with short, light gray hair and crimson orbs, shook you out of your reminiscing with her question, mistaking your silence for... window shopping.

“Of course I am, Songbird! It’s just... *sighs* I’m bored.”

“So, you aren’t focusing...”

“C’mon, Songbird. All of this waiting around and spying is booooooring! Let’s go grab something to eat, just me and you, and then we can go back to base together!”

“Pass.” Raven bluntly replied and kept looking through the scope of her sniper rifle, surveying the dull buildings and dark alleyways.

“Why are you so fixated in this Kiana girl anyways? Got a grudge or something?”

“...Something like that.”

You raise an eyebrow but before you could comment on it, you received a transmission to return to base.

“Oh, got to go, Songbird. Ice Cube’s calling me back. You fine with staying in Arc City while only having Jackal for company?”

“Is anyone ever fine with that?” Raven remarks as you both chuckle before bidding farewell to each other.

After a long ride back with nothing to do to pass the time, you found yourself outside of the throne room and were (not) surprised to find Kevin waiting for you in his usual stance: arms crossed and eyes closed.

“Yo, Ice Cube!” You shouted, waving a hand at the man when he opened his eyes. There was a tiny inkling of relief in his blue eyes before he snuffed it out as quickly as it had surfaced. “Why’d you call me back?”

“(Your/Name), I think it’s time for you to learn the truth of the Honkai and visit the Elysian Realm.”

“Already?” You raise an eyebrow, having heard of this place from “Songbird” and admitted that you were a tad bit curious about this mysterious location. Though, you weren’t expecting to be sent there this early, considering that Raven had only gone recently after many years of serving World Serpent. “Don’tcha think  you should wait until springing something this important upon me, Ice Cube?”

“You’re... a special case.” You saw the odd look in Kevin’s eyes return and decided to not comment on it as he continued to stare off into space.

“...Soooo, where do I go exactly?”

Kevin snapped out of his sorrowful reminiscing and pointed toward the ominous, dark hallway at the end of the corridor.

“Ah, of course. I should have known that it would be in the creepiest place here... Later, Ice Cube.” You shake your head and waved goodbye. You headed off in the direction that Kevin had indicated, noticing that the only footsteps echoing throughout the hallway was yours. But, when you looked back, he was gone. “How does he keep doing that...?” You thought to yourself and merely shrugged it off for now - there were more pressing matters to attend to. 

Each step you took forward toward the Elysian Realm seemed to make each subsequent step feel even heavier than the previous. You felt a bud of unease growing in your chest the closer you got to those ominously inviting doors.

Placing a hand on the doors, you readied yourself to find what was inside, taking a deep breath and closing your eyes, and then kicking the door open with a bright smile.

“Greetings for I, Y/N - the one and only Herrscher of World Serpent, have arrived! No need for applause or cheers!” You waited...and waited for a response but were only met with a dead silence. Anyone could have dropped a needle and you would have heard it.

When you opened your eyes, you found...an empty room.

“Really? No one to greet little ol’ me? Ice Cube’s gonna get a scolding from me...” With an annoyed pout, you venture deeper into this odd place, left with a sour taste in your mouth after this initial disappointment that was soon washed away with the spectacle that was this location.

On your left was a wall stacked with memorials and trinkets from the Previous Era, a minibar, and a small lounge area. Meanwhile, on your right was a set of peculiar tubes with seemingly no significant purpose and a large table with various screens pulled up on the back wall, showing... Well, you didn’t pay much attention to the details in the real world so why would you now?

What really caught your attention was the floating device in the back-center, radiating a strange pink light.

“Hm... I probably shouldn't touch that...”

...

"Oh, who am I kidding?" You press some buttons and, after a bright flash of light, found yourself on a strange platform that looked nothing like the lobby area. However, before you could question your surroundings, Honkai beasts began to emerge from the ground.

With a smirk, you summon your weapon and twirl it.

Back in the lobby, a single Flame-chaser logged in and let out a yawn.

“Hi~! Sorry for being a little late, I wanted to make sure I looked my best for you, newcomer~!” The extroverted woman with pointy ears looked around to see that no one was here. She was a little disappointed but also didn’t mind at the same time.

“Oh, they must be running late as well. I’ll just wait here then~!“ Elysia excitedly sat down on one of the couches and waited patiently...for a couple of minutes...

“Any minute now~!”

A few more minutes pass...

“Any minute now...”

Those few minutes of waiting eventually turn into hours...

“...D-Did I get the day wrong? Kevin wouldn’t lie to me, would he? No, he’s too nice to do that.” Elysia was now curled up into a ball, a rather adorable pout on her face as she struggled to hold back dramatic tears. “Nonono, I made sure to not mess up the date. So, where are they?” 

Elysia sniffed twice before she heard the sound of the portal to the deeper parts of the Elysian Realm open and realized what happened. She quickly wiped her face and returned to her normal, chirpy self in no time.

“Hiii~!” Elysia turned her head to greet the ‘newcomer�� with her usual bright smile. “Welcome to-” Her eyes widened and her smile faltered when she saw your face and the blood trickling down your face as many emotions and memories overwhelmed her.

“Oh, hey. Do you know where I am?” You casually ask, smiling happily while fixing your clothes that were in tatters after your little “Elysian Realm Test Run.” Your good mood was quickly replaced with confusion when you looked back up to see the elf-eared woman staring straight at you with a shocked expression and tears welling up in her eyes.

“(Y-Your/Name)?” Elysia’s voice cracked when she said your name. She knew that another Y/N would be born in the Current Era and that the one she knew was long gone, but that didn’t make it hurt any less when you said:  

“Do I know you?”

With a forced smile, Elysia shook her head and muttered a soft “No, of course not...”

“Hey, I might not know who you are...” You close the distance between you and her, and cupped her face, wiping her tears away. “But, that doesn’t mean I won’t be concerned when you start to cry after seeing me.”

Elysia smiled at you and grabbed your hands, noting how delicate and smooth they felt. Just then, a strange sensation shot through her and your body, and her eyes widened in shock.

“Y-You’re...”

“Oh, right. I should probably introduce myself anyways even though you already know my name...” Taking a few steps back and pulling your hands away from a frozen-in-place Elysia, you simply bowed. “I am [Your/Name] [Last/Name], this era’s Herrscher of Binding.”

“Oh...” Elysia cupped your face, her eyes sparkling with tears and her smile replaced with a frown - a sight that had never been seen before. “How cruel can fate be? To make you shoulder the burdens of a Herrscher once more...”

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

Elysia did not answer and simply shook her head before turning away, disabling herself for the time being as she disappeared in a flash of light.

Even if you had no idea what was going on, you still felt a pang of guilt in your chest, followed by a soul-crushing feeling when you remembered Elysia’s face.

You questioned if you should have even came here and decided that perhaps it would be best to leave as things had gone way off course to what you imagined and the mood was ruined.

However, before you stepped back through the door to the real world, you heard the sound of footsteps behind you and turned your head to see Kevin.

“Oh, Ice Cube... When did you get here and why did you even send me here? I don’t mind the extra training from that device back there but I feel like I could get the same results in... What?”

“...” Kevin didn’t say anything and continued to stare at you in a mixture of utter confusion and shock.

You were confused by the surprise on Kevin’s face, wondering why he was making the same expression he had done when you first met him. Then, you felt the power exuding from him.

“Ice Cube, when did you... How did you get this strong in such a short time frame!? You’ve been holding back against me?“

“...No, I believe you’re misunderstanding the situation. Do you not know where you are?” A tilt of the head from you was all he needed to know that, yes, you had no idea where you were. “...(sighs) Follow me.” Kevin merely said and led you over to the lounge area where he would explain the purpose of the Elysian Realm to you.

===

...Timeskip...

===

“I see...” You nodded and gazed at the table in front of you, sitting on the opposite side of the lounge from Kevin. “So, this is where you make your noodles.”

“...Were you even paying attention?”

“Yeah, yeah. This is the place where the memories of the Previous Era’s greatest warriors are stored in the form of simulations - which is what you are - and where I can learn more about them. But, do you have any idea how famous your noodles are in the outside world?“

“Focus, Y/N.” PE Kevin tried to grab your attention but you were well off in your own world.

“I mean, some people at World Serpent worship them more than you-”

“Do you not wish to learn more of what your connection to the Previous Era is? To learn of why the other me and I reacted the way we did?” You didn’t respond but the silence in the lounge spoke louder than words. “Then, I would suggest you explore more and seek out answers.” Kevin recommended to you before making a swift exit.

You stared down at the unopened instant noodles in your hand before sighing to yourself and placing it on the table. “Guess you were always supposed to be good at convincing me then, Ice Cube.” You left the lounge and approached the floating device once more, Kevin’s advice echoing in your mind, followed by a series of questions.

Who was I to these people?

What happened to the PE version of me?

Why did Ice Cube send me here?

Taking a deep breath, you pressed the button and closed your eyes as you felt yourself being teleported deeper inside this mysterious place. When you opened your eyes, you found yourself back on the platform with Honkai beast simulations appearing around you and readied yourself to fight your way through this strange world for the answers to the questions plaguing your mind.

The beasts were no match for you and they were annihilated within seconds thanks to your Herrscher powers.

However, now, you found yourself facing three floating mechanisms all with different symbols in the center which wasn’t present the first time. You looked around for a guide, but found none, unaware that the person that was supposed to be your guide through the Elysian Realm had left you in tears and disabled herself for the time being.

However, even without Elysia here, you could tell that the realm was waiting for you to make a choice and your eyes flickered between the gateways before you finally made your choice...

Aponia [III] - Discipline

"You're... No, I know you're not them... And, yet..."

Aponia's special connection to the Elysian Realm allowed her to sense the presence of a Herrscher. However, that didn't mean she knew it was you until you stepped in front of her with the same smile as your predecessor, the same pair of (Eye/Color) orbs gleaming with life, your (Hair/Length) (Hair/Color) hair — everything was the same.

Aponia is normally quiet and her emotions are still like the seas on a windless day, but when you speak with her, you can see straight through her without trouble. Whenever she is around you, she is reminded of the endearing child she once looked after and tries both metaphorically and literally get closer to you, and is heartbroken when you back away.

Eventually, Aponia accepts that you're your own person and stops trying to relive the past through you. However, that doesn't stop the occasion pats on the head that you accept and lingering sorrowful gazes she unknowingly sends your way when you speak with the other Flame-chasers. To humanity, they defeated a Herrscher that day, but to her, she lost her child.

"'Why do I keep following you?' I...am unsure of how to answer that. I know you are your own person. And, yet, I cannot help but make sure you are safe at all times. Perhaps, I wish to take responsibility for that fateful day..."

Eden [IV] - Gold

"Either the Elysian Realm is malfunctioning, or someone installed an update that allows us to hallucinate..." The empty chuckle escaping Eden echoed across the lounge and left a wave of discomfort to wash over you.

Contrary to what Raven and Owl told you beforehand, Eden is far from the elegant idol you were led to believe and more akin to a rambling drunk, but something told you that was in part thanks to you.

Whenever you entered her domain, you always happened upon Eden taking a sip of her wine as she stared off into the distance with a foggy look in her eyes. You weren't sure how a simulation could get tipsy, but that didn't make the sight of her drunk sobs and intoxicated murmurs any less comfortable to sit through.

Eden's unhealthy addiction eases over time and she apologizes for her "unprofessional" showings. She starts to show more of that side that your co-workers mentioned and you begin to see glimpses of the revered, gentle, beloved songstress of the Previous Era. However, no matter how much she tries to hide it, you can still see lingering fragments of sorrow behind her gaze whenever you locked eyes with her.

"I know it is unfair of me to ask this, but... May I ask of you to sing a song with me? It's... the only regret I refused to leave in the Previous Era... You will? Oh, thank you for indulging in this troublesome relic's request."

Vill-V [V] - Helix

"Behold! The brand-new and perfected Kevin Killer Mk. 2000! You should feel honored, Herrscher of the Current Era! For this technology and level of ingenuity has never... never... Y-You... Why are you here?"

The whispers surrounding the holder of the Helix signet told you volumes of her flamboyancy and her domain certainly lived up to your expectations. Vill-V, on the other hand, did not.

From the other Flame-chasers, you've learned about her multiple personalities and the drastic differences between them. Yet, whenever you tried to strike up a conversation with her, you are only met with sadness and a reluctance to converse.

It takes a lot of effort on your end, but eventually the talk you share with her last longer than a few words. They turn to 5 words, 6, words, 7 words, 8 words, then a sentence, several sentences, and before long, you could finally hold a entire conversation with her. After that, it didn't take long for her to show her true self (or selves, in this case) and you two quickly became quick friends, much to both Kevin's annoyance (and slight relief).

"Attention everyone! The greatest magician of all time is here with her new assistant! Prepare to be awed by our spectacular performance!"

Kalpas [VI] - Decimation

"...Are you a trick of the Honkai? Or, are you here just to anger me with your face?"

Kalpas isn't like the others. He knows that the PE (Your/Name) is long dead and the one in front of him now is someone else entirely. However, despite knowing this, the anger burning in his chest whenever his gaze lands on you, forcing him to remember that day, eats away at him without mercy.

Kalpas tries to avoid you whenever possible and you do the same to him, leaving him feeling an odd mixture of both contentedness and annoyance. While you are preoccupied with the trials of the other Flame-chasers, he watches you from afar, along with Sakura.

Even when every data of his simulation fully recognizes you as a Herrscher of the Current Era, it doesn't stop him from falling into the same trap the others were ensnared in: He still saw shadows of the previous (Your/Name) in you.

"...Your technique is too flashy. If I hadn't stepped in, you would have been injured. Go in for the kill next time... Huh? You think I've been watching you this entire time? Don't be absurd. Why would I do that? You trying to pick a fight?!"

And, that was the events that led up to Kalpas being placed in the "naughty boys and girls corner" by Kevin, Elysia, Aponia, and Sakura.

Su [VII] - Bodhi

"...Hm? You... I see... Have you been trapped in this samsara of tragedy, (Your/Name)?"

Su is difficult to read, whether it was intentional on his end or not. A part of you believes that he feels a little melancholic when he "sees" you while the other half wonders if he shared the same relationship to your previous self like his fellow MANTIS.

Su spends much of his time meditating, making it difficult to approach him. He is usually the one who initiates the conversation, which usually ends with you having to sit down to listen to his 3-hour-long spiels.

It is only through Elysia's tutorage, you slowly learn how to read the enlightened individual and realize he does care. It is also through Elysia that you tragically learn Su was the doctor who extensively tried everything he could to save your predecessor, only to end up being the only one there to hold their hand as they passed away.

"...(Your/Name)? Is there something you need- Oh." Su was taken aback when you hugged him out of the blue and didn't quite understand until you whispered a soft, "Thank you for trying until the very end." "...Thank you."

Sakura [VIII] - Setsuna

"A Herrscher? Wait, no. You're..."

After your predecessor's death, the real Sakura never synced with her simulation, leaving the latter blissfully unaware of the tragic fate that befell the PE (Your/Name). When she learns the truth, Sakura is distraught and in shambles. Thankfully, your presence and words are a tremendous help in her recovery, and it doesn't take long for her to bounce back and pick up the pieces on the ground.

Sakura is a gentle, loving soul and frequently goes out of her way to make your stay at the Elysian Realm is the best it can be, which meant she will usually butt heads with Kalpas to a certain extent and Mobius.

Much like Kalpas, Sakura watches over you from afar as you effortlessly cleave through the hordes of Honkai beasts standing in your way. And, also like with Kalpas, there's a small iota of older sibling's pride blooming in her chest when she sees your strength.

"Even though you're not the (your/Name) I knew, I can't help but feel content with knowing you've grown into a capable warrior... I... I only wish Rin was here to see you too."

Kosma [IX] and Griseo [XI] - Daybreak and Stars

"(Y-Your/Name)?" Kosma muttered, his harmonica falling to the floor as so did Griseo's brush.

By now, you believed you were more than accustomed to the reactions of the Flame-chasers upon seeing your face. Soon, you were proven wrong when you felt Griseo's little arms try to wrap around your waist as she bawled loudly while Kosma held back, instead choosing to gawk at you from afar.

Every moment you spent in the Elysian Realm from that point onward was with Griseo and Kosma trailing behind you like two baby ducklings following their mother, which you didn't mind. Of course, everyone knew they were thousands of years older than you, but that didn't stop the giggles and laughs from the onlookers.

The painting world Griseo frequented was vibrant and humming with life whenever you visited and the tunes coming from Kosma's harmonica sounded more cheerful as he listened to you paint together.

"...Stay safe."

"Come over again tomorrow...please."

Mobius [X] - Infinity

"Hmph. When I saw Elysia disable herself for an entire day, I knew something was wrong."

Much like Kalpas, Mobius knows you're not the PE (Your/Name) and isn't so welcoming like the other Flame-chasers, so expect to be met with hostility and venom as she lives up to the Honkai beast she infused herself with.

The portals leading to her domain are extremely rare to come across, which, to her annoyance, meant you would take it every time to visit her laboratory. Her dislike for you is crystal clear but your curiosity for how she felt about your predecessor spurred you on to remain by her side.

Mobius does a well enough job to hide her feelings and it takes you a longer time to decipher her true feelings. It is only thanks to the pieces of information you gathered from conversations with the other Flame-chasers and Klein do you finally can say you can began to understand Mobius with confidence.

"Hm? Oh, it's you... 'Do I miss the previous (Your/Name)?' How foolish. What makes you think... Oh, I see now. Klein and others fed you this foolish notion that I missed them, haven't they? If you wish to pass my trials, then you'd best learn to filter out the false lies from the riffraff." Mobius tells you with a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes, where you can see the tiniest fragments of sadness locked behind the vault of her simulation programming.

Hua [XII] - Vicissitude

"The Honkai... It has already taken so much from me, including the person who shares the same face as you. Tell me, or you an enemy or a friend?"

Hua tries to put up a tough exterior, but the cracks of her mask make themselves known before she could even finish her question as you slowly bring her into a small hug like you did with Su.

There were some moments that Hua chose to forget via Fenghuang Down but the moments she spent with the PE (Your/Name), from the first meeting to their death, remained with her all these years. Therefore, it is imperative to let her take her time in getting used to seeing your face again.

Back in the Previous Era, besides the other Flame-chasers, Hua wasn't too experienced with making friends and that made your friendship all the more special to her. Hua follows you around the Elysian Realm like with Kosma and Griseo, but unlike them, knows when to give you space, specifically when you underwent a trial.

Hua is ashamed to admit that she is jealous of the real her once she learns that she is alive thanks to you. She wishes to fly high and experience the fresh air of the Current Era, but doesn't mind listening to your stores and seeing it through your lenses.

"This necklace... It... It belonged to the previous you. I know it is unfair of me to ask this, but... Can I ask you to take care of it for me?"

Pardofelis [XIII] - Reverie

"...Huh? Huh? Huh?! (Your/Name), is that you?! Oh, I knew all these years of throwing coins in the fountain would pay off!"

It takes a lot of effort to get out of the bear hug she ensnared you in but eventually, you manage to sit her down and explain who you were, earning a soft "...Oh."

Surprisingly, she doesn't dwell too long on her mistake and bounces back to her usual happy-go-lucky self. She treats you no different than she would if you were the Previous (Your/Name) while also acknowledging you were your own person which was a nice change of pace.

Purchasing items from her shop still costs you money—don't get it twisted. But, at least they were all between 50% to 100% off, so there's nothing complain about...right?

Pardofelis and, by extension, Can always greet you with a cheerful smile and hug you tightly. It sorta reminded you when you were younger and had look after two of your neighbor's cats. Heck, they even purr when you scratch them under the chin.

"Hey, (Your/Name)! I got some new things in the shop today! Whaddaya say to these bad boys I nabbed from Big Sis Snake's room?...Huh? She's looking for m-me? Uh... A-Actually, I have a favor! Can you return these for me, h-hahaha..."

[inlovewhithafairytale]

POV: Y/N Stark...

[marvellover76]

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.

[gorgeous777]

Variant, Loki x Fem. Reader

He forgot that you had variants too

A/N: Angst angst angst (_ _) How do we feel about a part 2? Let me know!

Enjoy!

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In his youth, Loki had floated around the pool of romance on a whim. He'd been with plenty of men and women. Even neither. It made no difference to him. They never stuck. For one reason or another. May it be his doing or the others. Ending was inevitable.

He was to busy for relationships anyway. He had Thor and his friends to go on grand quests with. That was far better than something as phony as love. Deep down though, he knew that he was just scared. Insecure to a few different capacities.

So he played games. Toyed around and ran away like the coward he was. He had his moments of emotional honesty with himself and broke down every once in a while over it. Nobody was really there for him. His mother was sure, but she was in the kind of way that a parent would be.

Not what he needed fully. And then there was Y/N. His personal maid since childhood. She was only two years younger than him. Next to family, she was his closest friend. There for him no matter the situation. He held her close to his heart, but not nearly close enough.

The fact of the matter was, the girl had been desperately in love with him. And for a long time running. He unconsciously loved her too, but his overbearing desire to prove himself to his father prevented those feelings from ever seeing the light of day.

It was the day that he found out he was a frost giant that the girl had worked up the courage to confess to him. By the time she had found him, he was an absolute disaster. Heartbroken over the lie that had been his life until now. He confided in her, and in her best judgment she went to assist the Jotuns.

So she headed down to the relect chamber to fulfill said intentions.

Unfortunately though, she hadn't told Loki her plan. She didn't get the chance to, as he had to go to Thor's coronation. So, he didn't tell the Jotuns she'd be there. Unaware of who she was and seeing her as a threat, the Jotuns killed her. He was crushed. Absolutely heartbroken.

It wasn't until then that he realized how much he loved her. He used her death to fuel his hatred. Instead of blaming himself, he blamed Odin. She would have never died if Odin hadn't kept what he really was from him for his entire life.

During his whole scape across the universe and attempting to take over Midgard, he at first kept up his using her death as motivation. But thinking about it only caused him to grow even more emotionally unstable than he already was. So he forced himself to forget about her entirely. And then he got arrested by the TVA.

Which was all fine and dandy when he reluctantly gave into working for them. Amidst all the chaos revolving the case around his one variant, there was still other general work to be done. And that was analyzing the new variants that came in along side Mobius.

Loki was sat at Mobius' cubicle, mindlessly messing around with a pen out of sheer boredom. He spun around in the chair, his eyes wandering the office space. They landed upon Casey who happened to be walking by. Seeing an opportunity to do literally anything, he took it.

"Casey!" Loki exclaimed quickly, "Casey Casey! Stop, stop a moment!" His awkward co-worker came to a halt, turning to look at him. Casey seemed confused. He pointed at Loki, "What are you doing here?"

"What? What do you mean? There's literally nothing for me to do right now"

"I thought Mobius told you..? Another variant came in. You're supposed to be with him right now"

"What?!" Loki sprung to his feet. Another Variant? He had no idea. However, he certainly wasn't going to miss anymore of the action. It had to be better than doing what he just was.

"Uh yeah.. They're already in the time theater"

Wasting no further time, he booked it to the time theater. He got there rather quickly, but was stopped by B-15 at the door. She put a hand on his chest, forcing him to a stop.

"Uh-uh. Nope. Analyzers only."

Loki scoffs, putting his arms up in exasperation.

"I am a real analyzer. C'mon. Let me through"

"No, you are a Variant. Nice try"

"Ah." Loki smiles with a firm nod, "Right. In that case:" He quickly shoves past B-15 and bursts into the time theater.

"Loki no!" The slam of both doors being thrown open instantly caught the attention of Mobius and the variant sitting across from him. Loki strutted further into the room, B-15 quickly following after him.

"Mobius! Why didn't you tell me there was a variant to be analyzed? Aren't I meant to be learning from you or did the Time Lords change their bigoted minds?"

"Loki? No, no. What are you doing in here? B-15, come on man, what the heck?"

"He shoved right past me! I tried to stop him!"

"Oh let's be civil. What's the big deal in me-"

Then his eyes landed on you. Sitting there in the TVA jail uniform and collar looking confused. The words died in his throat and his feet stopped moving. In the same moment, your gazes met. E/C eyes staring dead into his. Eyes he hadn't seen in years.

His heart lurched in his chest. How could it have slipped his mind that she'd have variants too? Every single suppressed memory and thought of her suddenly flooded to the front of his mind. That's all there was. All he could see was you.

"...oki!" A faint voice echoed in his ears. "Loki!" He snapped out of his trance, his gaze flicking to a mildly panicked Mobius.

"Loki, c'mon go. You can't be in here"

"What? No. Mobius-"

"No. I know who she is just as well as you do. She is not the same person. She is a variant"

"You think I don't know that?!"

"Of course you don't! I saw the way you were looking at her! C'mon"

As Mobius spoke, he placed a hand on the back of his friend, turning them around and attempting to usher Loki out the door. Then another voice cut into the conversation: yours.

"What's going on?"

Both the men froze up and tensed. You didn't fully understand what was happening right now. Being arrested for a crime against time was overwhelming enough as it was, and now this? Your day was just going beautifully. Mobius look back at you, continuing to usher Loki to the door.

"Uh- Nothing Y/N. Just telling my assistant here that his presence isn't needed right now"

"Assitant?!"

Baffled by Mobius' gall, Loki pulled away from the grey haired man.

"I am not your assistant!"

"Okay look, assistant or not, can we please get on with this? Today has been extremely stressful and you two seriously aren't helping"

Mobius, mildly stunned by your statement, blinks. After a big pause of silence, he responds.

"Uh- Yeah, yeah. Just give us ten seconds alright? Loki, a moment please?"

The raven haired man gave you one more backwards glance before going out into the hallway with Mobius. Once the double doors shuttered closed, Mobius smacked Loki in the arm.

"What do you think you're doing Loki?!"

"Me?!"

"Yes!"

"I haven't done anything!"

"Haven't done-" Mobius cut himself off in exasperation, pinching the bridge of his nose. A deep sigh left him and he lowered his hand. "I know you. And I know who you think she is. But news flash! She's a variant! That is not the Y/N you know!"

"I know that!"

"Do you? Do you really?"

"Yes!"

"Loki, I saw the way you were looking at her. This is exactly why I didn't tell you about this case because I knew-"

"Mobius, I can handle it. I can handle being around her. I'm- It's been years. I'm fine"

Fine. Such a flippant word. The definition both often varying and used in incorrect mannerisms. Loki's claim was a prime example of that. And Mobius couldn't be more aware of it. Despite his awareness, hesitation etched itself into the tracks to his train of thought.

If there was anyone who believed in Loki, it was him. Why should right now be an exception? It shouldn't. He held hope for and believed in his friend. All those walls screaming to tell his friend that he couldn't take his word began to crumble. And so, he relented. Placing one hand on his hip and the other on the side of his head, Mobius gave an answer.

"Okay fine. But I'm not letting you two alone. Got it?"

"Got it. Now, shall we?"

"Yes we shall"

The two men reentered the time theater, instantly catching your attention. You look at Loki, but his gaze nearly refused to meet yours. Not fully, at least. Strange, he seemed to cocky when he bursted in only a minute ago. Now he was almost cowardly. Perhaps he was before and you just misread him.

"Sorry about that Y/N, looks like Loki's gonna stay after all. Now, where were we?"

Mobius resumed his seat across from you while Loki stood next to the man. Your curious stare remained on him as you fought to come up with an answer to Mobius' question.

"Uh.. You were showing me what could have been if I hadn't created that nexus event"

"Yes that's right, thank you"

With the click of a few keys, the holograph continued its show. Reluctantly, you tore your attention away from Loki and returned it to the cinematographic 'should've beens'. It would be crucial to mention that your nexus event was small. Or something that should have been. A meaningless break of your morning routine.

Just once. Skipping your stop at the coffee shop you made every day on your way to work. You were running low on funds and had gotten enough sleep the night before to function without coffee. So why not save a few bucks and get to work early? Unfortunately though, not buying that coffee ended up being a crime against time.

Ironic, given your intentions. Mobius went on to show you how if you would have gone into that coffee shop, you would have met a man. Loki. Or, his variant to your timeline. You recognized him immediately. It made you a bit uncomfortable. When his face popped up in the hologram, you and Loki shared a look. Suspicion from you, heartache from him.

The two of you were meant to bump into each other and both of your drinks to poor all over you. He was going to be angry at first, then get a good look at you and falter. You'd end up apologizing mutually, and cracking a few horrible flirty attempts of jokes. This would make you late to work. And make him miss his deadline to turn in paperwork.

Paperwork which was the final, crucial step for him to officially run for president. That stopped him from winning the election, or even running for that matter. As well as keeping him from turning the country into the next best thing to hell. Instead the two of you would fall in love. Albeit over time and a series of long, awkward drawn out dates: the evil wouldn't come.

Only you went and crated that nexus event. Costing both yourself and him the loves of your lives, but the peace of the country. It was a lot to take in. Seeing yourself look so.. happy. So complete. With the same man only a few feet away no less. At some point, tears had begun to slip from your eyes. It was only when one soaked through your jumper when you noticed.

This was weird.

"So, how do you feel?"

You look over at Mobius, pain and confusion making up your expression. Lifting a pointed finger to the frozen hologram of you and that Loki dressed in your wedding attire you answered.

"Is that real?"

"Real as you and me"

Disbelief mixed with a little bit of something else twisted your insides. No wonder it was a crime. You took away your own life. Or at least, that's how you saw it.

"I feel.. sick."

Loki listened and watched just as intently as you had. To every word Mobius spoke. To every image shown. Was it cursed that he'd lose you in every timeline as well? Cruel was the person behind this all.

"Yeah, I bet. This kinda stuff can get pretty sickening. I-"

"Can I have a moment, please?"

Your request caught Mobius a little off guard. Still, what you just saw was a lot to handle. Needing a bit of space to process wasn't against the laws of time.

"Sure," He stood, placing a hand on Loki's shoulder, "we'll just-"

"No!”

Both men looked at you in befudlement.

"I'm sorry, I just.. Can he stay? I mean, that had to been hard for him to see too. If he's in a similar boat, y'know?"

"Uhh.." This wasn't good. But, he could see just how badly Loki wanted the same thing as you. A heavy sigh left Mobius. "Yeah. Though, I can't leave you two alone for long. Got it?"

All you could do was nod in response. Mobius gave Loki's shoulder a squeeze, getting the man's attention. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping so as not to reach your ears. "Don't do what I think you're gonna, okay?" Loki returned a silent promise of confirmation. Mobius didn't like this. Not one bit. He knew the stakes at risk here by doing this. Either way, he left the room and you two all alone.

The echo of his departing footsteps followed by the door shutting sounded much louder than it realistically was. What now?

[dual-cetacean]

Potential art for the second season of No Place Like Home, first chapter (9).

Btw about the art: I always forgot how bald Nine looks like without the hair spikes. Big ass forehead. XD

"Back on the road in their lonesome, Nine ventures into the big and wide green world of Mobius."

It's officially a year since I started this project. It is the ninth of February (the second month of the year, ->Tails), and this fic is about a character named Nine. So, it is the perfect opportunity to post the first chapter of the second season of NPLH!

First and foremost, thank you to everyone who checked out my fic and read the entirety of season 1. I never expected that this little obsession of mine of writing a better ending for Nine (and, to a lesser extent, the rest of the cast of Sonic Prime) would get so popular. No kidding, this is my most successful fic to date, and the joy I get from working on it is immeasurable. I love all the comments I receive on it, and even if I have not had the chance to reply to them, I read them, and they fill me with so much warmth and fondness.

Thank you so much for sharing your guys' excitement and love with me. Writing Nine's journey is a pleasure; uncovering the plot and putting it on paper (screen) is an incredible adventure. This is one of the few projects I have worked on that I`ve been able to concentrate on for longer than a year, and it wouldn't be possible without all of my readers, who keep reading all the updates and leave me heartfelt comments. Especially a very big thank you to my very good friend @morp, who encouraged this story from its inception. Without it, it wouldn't have been as creative, or, who knows, it would still be sitting in my drafts collecting dust.

I usually do not start posting my multiple-chapter fics unless all of my rough scripts are finished. However, I expected these last few months to be able to write season 2 of NPLH so I could post them in the first half year of 2025. I overestimated myself as the previous semester was very heavy. For a whole semester, every day of the week with multiple exams and assignments kinda heavy. I had little time to write, and when I did, they were done in short spurts. (Everything I posted from September until the beginning of January was works I pre-made but still had to edit)

So, unfortunately, I haven't finished writing season 2 yet. However, it surprised me when I totalled how much I had already written: Chapters 1, 2, 4 and 5 were already done??? I hadn't expected that. So, I have written more than 50% already, and with a strong outline for the rest, I feel confident posting this chapter now. It will be a bit longer before I can regularly post the following chapters and make art for them, and honestly, with school, I really can't put a date on when this fic will continue. But everything is going much more smoothly than I expected when I realised last semester was so brutal.

So, yayヾ(≧ ▽ ≦)ゝ!

Also, good news: I passed all my classes for semester 1! So, there will be no redo exams for the summer for the last four months! So I can go into the second semester tomorrow without too much stress. I'm also doing only half of my classes so it should be more relaxing than the full program. Funnily enough, I am actually looking forward to my first class tomorrow ( •̀ ω •́ ).

So, please enjoy the beta chapter of chapter Nine~!

[allthenobodypplfics]

Arousal Poisoning (Chapter 1)

Fandom: MCU Loki

Pairing: Soft Dark!Loki x Female Reader, or Soft Dark!Loki x Original Female Character, depending on reader interpretation.

Other Characters: Mobius, B-15

Rating: Explicit

Summary: This takes place in season 1, episode 2 of the Loki series; before Pompeii. Mobius takes Loki and a team of hunters to a Nexus event on some inhospitable planet. Mobius and Loki are supposed to investigate the event before the branched timeline collapse, but a trap poisons Loki and a (female) Hunter, causing them to fall into their baser instincts… Or, in other words, a sex pollen, drug-induced, rough sex smut fest.

Warnings: Soft Dark!Loki, Smut, Sex Pollen, Drugged Sex, Rough Sex, Consensual Sex, Slight Fluff

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“Alright, team,” B-15 announced as a time door closed behind the last hunter stepping through. “This is one of the most inhospitable planets in this side of the galaxy, and the only thing here is this prison.” She pointed her thumb behind her where a formidable building lies. “This is where they chuck the most hardened criminals and toss away the key. Now, everyone inside is dead – they’re not supposed to be dead; that’s the Nexus event – so be prepared to see some horrible shit. The next guard shift change is in a week, so we have plenty of time before the branch collapses. We’re supposed to take readings and investigate the area; find out what the Variant took and why. Keep your eyes peeled and be careful of your surroundings. Let’s move.”

“How thrilling!” Loki quipped as he walked beside Mobius.

“Yeah, okay, calm down,” Mobius scolded, “don’t look so excited, you’re weirding everybody out.”

Loki huffed and jammed his hands into his pockets.

They entered the building and the first thing to grace their presence was a bloodbath.

One of the hunters whistled. “Yeah… everyone’s dead alright.”

A female Hunter made a soft sound of disgust at the back of her throat.

“Not used to the horrors of battle?” Loki mocked. “Thought you TVA agents have seen it all.”

“Don’t talk to me,” she deadpanned.

Loki’s shit-eating grin turned into a pout.

“Come on, Loki, make yourself useful.” Mobius pulled Loki further into the prison. “What do you see?”

“Death.”

“Yeah, no shit, Sherlock. What else? What was your Variant looking for?”

“How should I know?”

“Loki!”

“Fine, fine, give me a minute.”

The female Hunter followed along. “This doesn’t make sense,” she said. “The Loki Variant had been killing our people this entire time. They usually spared the people on the timeline. Why did they massacre everyone here?”

“Well, these are the worst of the worst, and I guarantee you the prison guards aren’t any better. Maybe… altruism?” Mobius replied.

The Hunter snorted, “A Loki? Yeah, right.”

Loki gave the Hunter a side-eye.

“Anyway, we’re not here to figure out why they killed everyone,” Mobius explained, “we’re here to find out what they took, why they took it, and what they plan to do with it.” Turning, he said, “Did you sniff anything out yet, Loki?”

“‘Sniff anything out?’” Loki spat. “What do you take me for? A dog? First I was a little pussy cat, and now I am a little lap dog?”

“Now, don’t get so sensitive–”

“I am not being sensitive, you are being rude–”

The Hunter left them arguing amongst themselves to take readings elsewhere. Her readings began to ping the closer she got to one of the hallways. There was… something… sitting on a table with a piece of newspaper covering it. She gingerly pulled the newspaper away and let it fall to the floor.

“The fuck?” she uttered. It looked like a huge flower bud the size of a basketball. The dark green sepals wrapping around the petals had golden veins running through them, veins that seemed to glow with a pulsing heartbeat. The very tippy top of the bud had some deep red petals peeking through. There was a sickly sweet fragrance emanating from the bud. Leaning closer, the Hunter could see a trickle of golden viscous liquid seeping from the top where the petals were. The bud twitched and the Hunter jumped back.

“Hey… guys?” the Hunter called out. “You should come check this out…”

Loki looked in her direction and his eyes almost popped right out of his skull. He pointed at the bud and screamed, “Stay away from that!”

Loki ran to the Hunter and grabbed her arm to pull her away from the flower, but it was too late. The flower popped and splattered its contents all over Loki and the Hunter. The Hunter grimaced as this golden, sticky, shimmery goop slithered down her face and body.

“Jesus Fucking Christ, what is this? Is this…” She touched her fingertips to her lips. “Honey? Nectar? It’s sweet–”

“Don’t eat that!” Loki furiously shouted as he slapped the Hunter’s hand away from her mouth.

The Hunter was shocked. “Wha–”

“Take your clothes off!” Loki demanded.

The Hunter belligerently narrowed her eyes at him. “What?”

“I know what this is!” Loki yelled as he grabbed the Hunter’s wrist and pulled her with him down a random hallway. “Where are the showers? Every prison has a shower wing! We need to wash this off immediately!”

“What the hell is going on?” Mobius called out as he followed them.

“Let go of me,” the Hunter snarled as she tried to pull her wrist out of his grasp, but he wouldn’t budge. His hold was so tight that he was grinding her bones together.

Mobius, sounding exasperated, sighed, “Where the hell are you going?”

Mobius reached out towards Loki and Loki recoiled, screaming, “Don’t touch us!  We’re contaminated!”

“What?” Mobius snatched his hand back.

“With what?” the Hunter screeched.

“There!” Loki pointed at a sign for the washroom. “The showers! Quickly!” He dragged the Hunter towards his intended destination.

“With what?!” the Hunter repeated as she smacked Loki’s arm with her free hand. The goop caused his clothes to stick to her palm and it released with a wet squish. “Ugh! Loki, contaminated with what?”

“It’s- argh!”  Loki was annoyed with the Hunter’s lack of cooperation. “It’s a very concentrated form of aphrodisiac. It’s usually used in very small amounts – and I mean very small; miniscule, and tremendously diluted – during feasts where – I’m not sorry to say – an orgy is the main event. But the amount that has bespattered us is deadly. So we must dispose of our clothes and wash the nectar off of our bodies. This is very potent; you don’t even have to ingest it – although you already did. Just letting it touch your skin is enough to feel its effects.”

“Holy shit!” Mobius’ voice cracked behind them.

“Holy. Shit.” The Hunter gasped as well.

“Indeed,” Loki scowled. “Now, come on.”

Loki shoved the Hunter through the door of the communal shower. She stumbled but he righted her and then stuffed her under a shower head. He turned the water on as hot as he could and left her there. She yelped and turned the water back to a more comfortable level.

“Hurry,” Loki said as he turned his own shower on and started tearing off his clothes. “Take everything off and throw it there, furthest away from you.” Loki pointed to the corner of the room. “Thoroughly wash yourself. Use soap – use a lot of soap – don’t just stand there, hurry!”

The Hunter tore her eyes away from the undressing god and quickly unclipped her helmet, throwing it in the direction Loki told her. She ripped the hair tie out of her ponytail, letting her dark, straight hair fall just past her shoulders; then she started peeling off her armor and utility clothing. There wasn't any shampoo, but there was a bar of soap sitting on a wall-mounted soap dish and she grabbed it. It squished out of her hand and jumped in the air. She did a small little dance as she tried to catch the soap, but it kept shooting out of her grasp. When she finally caught it, her relief at not dropping the soap was short-lived when she noticed a very large mirror stretching the width of the room on one of the walls.

“Is that a two-way mirror?” the Hunter cried, her lips curling incredulously. “Why is there a two-way mirror to view the showers? That is disgusting!”

Loki scoffed, “I assure you that this isn’t the only place that has such an amenity throughout the galaxies.”

“Agent Mobius, you and the team better not be watching us!” the Hunter yelled.

Mobius’ voice rang through a loudspeaker. “Sorry, kid, I promise we’re not looking. It’s just me and B-15, okay? Hurry up and wash that crap off.”

“Why the hell did the flower explode?” the Hunter hysterically squealed as she frantically rubbed the bar of soap into her hair and face.

“It was overripe,” Loki answered. “It’s normally harvested long before it gets to that size.” Loki tilted his head up to catch some water to rinse his mouth, but he, too, already swallowed some of the nectar earlier so it really didn’t make much of a difference now.

“Ugh, it doesn’t wanna come off!” the Hunter squeaked in a panic.

“Just keep washing! Don’t stop!” Loki told her.

After a few minutes, the sounds of frenzied scrubbing slowed and stilled. The Hunter suddenly felt dizzy and she fell forward, placing her forearm against the shower wall. She wheezed and leaned her forehead against the cool tiles and let the water run down her hair and back. She closed her eyes and swallowed. This growing… yearning… was steadily building in her groin to the point of pain.

“Oh, crap…” she grumbled.

The sound of the Hunter’s voice caused a violent tingle to run down Loki’s spine. He shuddered and clenched his jaw as he tried to even out his breathing. He glanced at the Hunter to see her back towards him. She was practically shrinking into herself; she was biting one of her fists and her shoulders were trembling. He huffed as he looked down at himself and watched his cock harden and grow.

He shook his head and chuckled, “It’s too late.”

Loki’s unhinged laughter caused Mobius to glance up and see Loki slowly turning to look at the Hunter, his eyes burning with desire, his breathing came out heavy through his parted lips; his chest was heaving as if he had been running a marathon.

“Hey…” Mobius’ voice piped through the loudspeaker. “Nooo…” he scolded as if to a dog about to do something they shouldn’t – like humping someone’s leg. Except this wasn’t a dog and he would do a lot more than hump the Hunter’s leg.

Loki eyed her from the top of her head to her feet on the floor. She was a young recruit. Well, young was subjective, as time moved differently at the TVA. She could have been working there for decades, maybe even centuries, and still look to be in her twenties; barely pushing thirty. She had an athletic build, showing that she had been a fighter for many years. Her shoulders were broader, slimming down to a smaller waist, giving her a bit of an upside-down triangle figure. Her arms were somewhat thickened with firm muscles, as were her thighs and calves. His eyes lingered at her delightfully round and lifted ass.

“Loki…” Mobius dragged out the “i” in Loki’s name in warning.

Loki turned completely and started to take slow strides to stand behind the Hunter. The two people watching behind the mirror caught a glimpse of the god’s cock; it was fully erect… and very well endowed.

“Oh, shit!” B-15 spluttered before coughing and clearing her throat, embarrassed at her little shocked outburst.

“Loki, no!” Mobius continued in the same scolding manner. “Now, you stay away from her! Don’t you touch her!”

And Loki touched her, placing his hands on her shoulders.

“What did I just say?” Mobius snapped, the loudspeaker creaking with feedback. “Loki, get away from her!”

Loki ran his palms down to her upper arms and squeezed. He didn’t use his full strength, not even a fraction of it, but it was hard enough to leave bruises in the shape of his gorgeous hands on her skin. He pulled her back towards himself until she could feel his length pressed against her tailbone.

“Loki, stop that! Bad, Loki!” Loki could almost imagine Mobius wagging his finger at him if he wasn’t so engrossed in the naked woman in front of him.

Loki wrapped an arm around the Hunter’s torso, cupping one of her breasts; it barely filled his large hand. He placed his other hand against her abdomen, but it was slowly slinking lower. The Hunter’s breath hitched as her jaw went slack and her lips fell open. She leaned her head back against Loki’s shoulder and he leaned forward to plant a kiss on the side of her neck.

Mobius smacked the two-way mirror and yelled, “Loki! Let her go!”

Loki gave Mobius the middle finger salute.

“Well, fuck you too!” Mobius smacked the mirror again.

Loki let out an irritated sigh as he gestured towards the two-way mirror and it completely frosted over in white, keeping prying eyes from getting a free show.

Mobius screamed, “God dammit, you stop that, Loki! Stop that right now!” With a flick of his wrist, Loki crushed the loudspeaker in a glittery swirl of green. It let out a metallic shriek before it became blissfully silent.

“Oh, that mischievous scamp!” Mobius glowered as he stomped his way out of the nasty-shower-watching office. “That mischievous horny scamp!”

“Mobius, what do you think you’re doing?” B-15 grabbed Mobius’ arm and pulled him back into the office.

“I’m going in there and separating those two!”

“Are you crazy? They’re contaminated! Do you wanna go in there and start an orgy? ‘Cause I don’t! You don’t know how… sticky… that goop is! It might not be washing out; it might still be stuck on them. You wanna start touching them and pulling them apart?”

“B-15, they’re drugged.” Mobius sounded frustrated as he waved his arms around. “They don’t know what they’re doing; they can’t control it. They can’t consent. It could really mess them up!”

“If they survive,” one of the other hunters snorted.

B-15 glared at the tactless hunter and he snapped his mouth shut, having the grace to look abashed.

“Get out,” B-15 ordered as she pointed to the exit. “When the hell did you get in here anyway? Pervert. I will write you up!”

She turned back to Mobius as the hunter scurried out of there.

“They’ll probably be fine.” She sounded unconvinced, but she wasn’t willing to step foot in the showers and she would not allow anyone else to go in either. They had no idea what the nectar did; if those affected would just… make love until they died. B-15 cringed at her own description of the matter. It was hardly “making love,” it was more animalistic than that, but she didn’t want to think “mating” either because that just sounded worse. She’d be damned if she allowed anyone else to fall under the same toxin and… made love to death. She cringed again. But, considering one was a god and the other was human, it was more than likely the human wouldn’t survive.

“They’ll be fine once they get it out of their system,” B-15 added while nodding, still sounding unconvinced.

The squeal of feedback from the smashed loudspeaker jolted the Hunter. Her eyes widened and she blinked hard, shaking her head. Her wet hair slapped and stuck against her face. She took a few gasping breaths and, in a moment of clarity, pushed away from Loki; stumbling her way towards the exit.

Loki’s lips curled in indignation as he gestured towards the door and a blast of green magic jammed the lock into place, keeping the Hunter trapped with him while keeping everyone else from interrupting. He grabbed the Hunter by her wrist and yanked her back. She slipped, but he caught her and shoved her against the wall. She tried to step away again, but he wouldn’t allow it and pressed his slicken body against hers. Hot water from the shower fell over them.

“Nowhere to run to now, little agent,” Loki chuckled as he brushed her wet hair out of her face to get a good look at her. She was cute, he could say that much. She had a slightly round face with big eyes and full lips.

“I’m not an agent,” the Hunter slurred, as if drunk. “Mobius is the agent. I’m a hunter – a soldier.”

“What’s your name, soldier?” Loki placed two fingers under the Hunter’s chin and lifted her head to meet his gaze.

“B-38.”

“That’s not your name,” Loki sneered.

“That’s all I know.”

“Alright then…” Loki leaned in and brushed the tip of his nose against hers. “Little Bumble Bee.”

“Don’t call me that,” B-38 said as she shoved at his chest. He didn’t budge. “Don’t give me any pet names. That’s weird. We’re not that close.”

“Well, we’re about to get a lot closer.” Loki firmly pressed his lips against hers. She grunted as he pried her jaw open by squeezing her cheeks and he unceremoniously drove his tongue down her throat.

B-38’s eyes rolled to the back of her head and her knees gave out. She would have sunk to the floor if Loki wasn’t holding her up.

“Aw, hell. Screw it,” B-38 thought as she got her feet under her, reached up, and raked her nails into Loki’s back; kissing him just as aggressively.

The kiss was messy. Their teeth clicked and their noses didn’t align quite right and were a bit smashed against each other’s faces. Loki ground his rock-hard cock against the Hunter, and she kept shifting and squirming until she was able to get the positioning right and felt his length rub against her clit. She whined against his mouth and he swallowed her cries.

Loki pulled away and tugged her hair back, forcing her to crane her neck; then he pressed his lips to her throat – rough kisses and bites that hurt just as much as felt good. He slowly trailed down until he reached her breasts, pausing to admire them – they’re small with caramel-colored nipples. He sucked one nipple into his mouth and she moaned. B-38 tangled her fingers into his wet hair and raised one of her legs to wrap around his hip. He grabbed her thigh harshly to keep her there. He drew a line with his tongue across her chest to lavish attention to the other nipple, twirling his tongue around it before licking it. With his other hand, he reached between them and cupped her cunt. She instinctively ground against his palm and drenched him with her arousal. He released her nipple from his mouth with a wet kiss; then he straightened and grabbed her chin to make her look at him. Her lips were parted and her breathing came out in heavy gusts. Her pupils were blown open; he could barely tell she had brown eyes when almost all he saw was black. Her entire face was blushing a deep crimson. He could tell the flower’s toxin had taken hold of her completely; he wondered if he looked the same.

Loki positioned the tip of his cock to her opening and watched her face as he callously thrust into her. She yelped at the very sudden invasion; then leaned forward and bit his shoulder in retaliation. He grunted but didn’t push her away. The one leg she still had on the floor was shaking uncontrollably as it was on its tippy toes to accommodate his height. He hooked his other arm under that leg and lifted her completely off the ground. From that position, his cock sunk even deeper into her; she groaned against his shoulder.

Loki started his thrusts long and slow, feeling her tight walls mercilessly squeeze against him. She freed her teeth from his shoulder and tilted her head back; the water from the shower rained down her face. He was the largest she ever had and she could feel him stretching her just almost shy of pain. When he shifted and began to pick up speed, hitting her at just the right spot, her eyes fluttered close and she moaned loudly, “Oh, God, please, please, please…”

Loki laughed breathlessly, “Are you begging?”

B-38 inhaled sharply and then she sputtered, “No.”

“Don’t stop,” Loki demanded; his smile full of glee. “I like you begging. Beg me like a wanton whore.”

“Stop that.” Her face twisted in annoyance.

“Alright, darling, forgive me,” Loki relented, his voice lilting. “I was too crude. My gentle Bumble Bee deserves tenderness.” He slowed his momentum and leisurely pumped in and out of her, teasing her and driving her insane.

B-38 let out a sound of frustration; then she snarled, “Will you just shut up and fuck me? Stop messing around!”

“Not so gentle then,” Loki chuckled. His face then grew dark as he ruthlessly slammed into her.

B-38 shrieked and then choked on her gasps to keep herself from screaming her lungs out. He was practically jackhammering her at this point; their flesh obscenely slapping against each other. She clung to his shoulders, digging her nails into him. She was half sobbing, half moaning. It hurt so good. Tears ran down her face, but neither she nor Loki would notice as the water from the running shower masked it.

Loki muttered into her ear as he fucked her silly; muttering pure vulgarity. He cursed her beauty and he cursed her sweet weeping voice. He cursed her perfect tits and he cursed her impossibly tight cunt. He described to her in very detailed imageries exactly how tight she was; how her cunt just kept greedily swallowing him up and not wanting to let go. He told her he wanted to fuck her wide open and make her bleed on his cock, but they were just words. He didn’t mean it and he didn’t do it. He told her such deliciously horrible things; so atrocious that it made her cry harder and harder as he fucked her harder and harder with every terrible thing he said.

B-38’s orgasm took her by surprise and she wailed, throwing her head back and accidentally smacking her skull against the tiles. Her quivering tunnel clamped down on Loki and he gasped, feeling his own orgasm nearing. He came with a soft cry and buried his head into her neck. She was a little surprised because it sounded quite vulnerable. Lokis were a lot of things, and vulnerable was never one of them. She found it quite endearing…not that she would ever say that out loud. In a moment of impulsiveness, she tugged at Loki’s hair until he looked at her, then she placed a soft kiss against his lips.

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