#domestic lokius headcanons

[primewritessmut]

🛒🎢👀🧠 (Mobius AND LokI 'cause I'm greedy) 🤲✅

Oi! Look at our cute little matching PFPs!

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

I’ve been told I put a lot of knives in my stories. And also that they’re very brutal in their way which, for real, was something that had to be POINTED OUT TO ME because I had no idea. It’s one of those things, I think, where you’re just trucking along in your own little brain thinking your fucked up little ideas are normal and then someone rolls up and gets a look inside and is like, “wow, this place is really bringing down the property value for the rest of the neighborhood.”

Other themes that I am aware that I write: Seeing the Other, Love in Spite of (and Sometimes Because of) Flaws, and Everyone is a Little Bit of an Asshole.

I tend to use ocean and space imagery when talking about love and the realization that one character is in love with another. There’s something about the vastness and unknowability of those two places that I think is very akin to how we understand love (i.e. not very well).

And I’m a sucker for scenes where characters help each other get dressed. There’s just something so domestic and intimate about it while at the same time having implications of staking your claim on this person in a subtle way (“wear this shirt that I picked out for you”) or offering them some form of protection against the world. I don’t think I write it as much as I would like to, but I do know it's popped up a few times.

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

Hmm. she’s not going to die today, maybe? Mostly because there were a few times while writing that story that I audibly gasped at something either Peter or Wade had done. It’s also a true enemies to lovers story which, I think, is always inherently a ride.

In terms of just buckling in and enjoying the ride, though, I’d have to give the title to A Particular Set of Skills. I knew it was probably the last time I’d write those characters and so I gave them a lot of free rein to just be balls to the wall and silly and bloody and terrible and funny.

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

DUDE. You already know about literally every wip I have going.

I don’t know which one I’m most excited about but I’m currently in my Lokius era and have two that I think will be fun to write.

There’s a post-canon fic for Sylvie (working title: love is an apocalypse event) where she meets her own Mobius variant (Margot) in Broxton which I think I’m most stoked for as a chance to write more wlw/sapphic stuff. Well, that and getting back to writing something a little more antagonistic because, let’s face it, Sylvie is the equivalent of a wasp trying to fly up your nose.

And a modern Mobius/Loki AU (working title: Midori Sour) where Mobius is a bartender/restaurant manager at the bar where Loki keeps bringing all his first dates. And, of course, Mobius enjoys watching because (1) Loki is nice to look at and (2) all the dates tend to end in disaster.

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

Mobius is on the ace spec (probably demi) and he’s a service top. Also, that goofy little dude has a choking kink (being choked) that I’m excited to explore at some point.

Loki likes to watch as much as Mobius does. There are so many moments in canon where Loki is looking at Mobius or paying attention to what he does when it makes zero sense to do so. As I think you said when reading one of the Daggers chapters: “that boy is lost in the sauce.”

As far as the two of them together? They absolutely, positively utilize Loki’s shape-shifting abilities when fucking. I think it embarrasses Loki at first, but Mobius is so excited and enthusiastic about it that— Oh wait. Heeeeey, new fic idea. (I’m sure that already exists, but I’m going to be thinking about it a lot today anyway.)

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

The struggle of trying to find a snippet that I haven’t already c/p into your inbox the second I wrote it…

He won’t remember this but Loki will, and Mobius can’t decide which is worse.

“Hey,” he says, cupping Loki’s jaw, “it’s me.”

“I know it’s you. I know, but—“

“No.” Mobius pulls Loki’s face down to his and presses his forehead against Loki's. “No. It’s always me. Along every point in the timeline I give a shit about you, Loki. Don’t forget that.”

Loki’s shoulders drop on an exhale and Mobius smooths his palms down the sides of Loki’s neck to his drooping shoulders. Loki leans in closer, tucking his face into the crook of Mobius’s neck while Mobius threads his fingers through strands of raven black hair.

A sad laugh heats the side of Mobius’s throat. “It would be a lot easier if you didn’t,” Loki mumbles. “But I’m far too selfish to wish for it.”

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

Lists of threes. Like, I know threes are a thing in literature but I am HYPER aware of whenever I'm listing out traits or giving examples of something in exposition. There's a rhythm to it that feels broken if it's not a list of three.

I know there are snippets of dialogue and specific phrases I use over and over again, but I'm coming up blank on them right now. I'm sure the next time I'm editing they are all I'm going to see, though.

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[billylenzstolemyphone]

could we have some domestic lokius headcanons? I love all of your lokius stuff so far <3

of course, anon!! thank you so much for the ask <3 you guys are about to be fed jskjdsjh

- after the tva, mobius and loki decided to settle down somewhere by the beach. they own a jet ski bc loki said 'fuck it, i love mobius i'll just get him the damn water bike' and mobius treasures it so much. loki sometimes gets jealous and moody because mobius is "paying more attention to the jet ski than him" and mobius thinks its the cutest thing. they do the cliche couple thing of walking on the beach at sunset or early morning, star gazing and coming up with funny names for each constellation they see, laughing and pushing one another into the water when the other isn't looking (honestly mobius does this more he just loves the look on lokis face, calling him a little pussycat bc ghhhahaahgaahgggbrhbgfrhs)

- loki has fallen off the jet ski at least twice. the first time it happened he was terrified and splashing around everywhere but then mobius came back to him and pulled him up on it again laughing because "baby, you know you can stand in this water right?" loki was embarrassed but tried to cover it by mumbling childish insults towards mobius who just kept smiling at him. the second time it happened, which loki swears to this day that it was mobius' fault, mobius and loki were on the jet ski ready to go but mobius didn't warn loki about when he was gonna start it so he just went off while loki was turned around looking at something and mobius lost it when loki yelped and flew off the back. he was once again pouting with his arms crossed because, yes, he still thinks its intimidating but mobius only pouted back and awed mockingly which broke loki so now theyre both laughing.

- mobius loves to wake up before loki, to pull him closer and rest his chin atop of his head which is nuzzled into mobius' neck. their legs tangled underneath the sheets except for one of lokis which is splayed across mobius' sort of like a koala. mobius plays with lokis hair gently as to not wake him up, they hardly have any plans ever so they sleep in most days. loki will sometimes hum contently at the feeling and nuzzle even closer to mobius, if thats possible. mobius smiles at him, letting his eyes close once again as the feeling of sleep takes over. mobius wakes up a few hours later to an empty bed, but he knows that lokis in the kitchen from the soft humming coming through the open bedroom door. he stretches and gets up, pulling on a random t-shirt and sweatpants. when he enters the kitchen, as always his heart is filled with pure love and adoration for loki, who is sitting in one of the kitchen chairs holding a cup of tea (lokis never really been a coffee guy) and staring out the window. the light coming through cascades beautifully across lokis features and mobius still wonders how he landed the god, dressed only in green boxers and a black shirt but he still looks ethereal. mobius will come over, slightly startling loki who smiles eagerly when mobius compliments his hair which is tied up into a messy bun, strands of black wavy hair framing his face. mobius will make coffee for himself, and sit down next to loki. they go about their routine, which never ever gets old for them because its enough for them. its perfect. they sit and talk, sometimes they sit in silence, just basking in the presence of one another before they come up with something to do for the day.

ahhh i hope those are good!! i have a lot more but at the moment im a little busy so thats about all i can write :( im sorry!! thank you again, anon!! i love you mwah <3 feel free to spam my inbox guys i love talking with you all :)

[nouncore]

no one asked but currently reminiscing about fall so here are some domestic lokius headcanons (but halloween edition)

mobius loves fall. like absolutely loves it. the colorful leaves, all the silly little traditions, he absolutely revels in it

loki is, of course, confused as he is by many midgard traditions (children willingly accept food from strangers?? and adults are okay with it???)

oh my god the candy. mobius of course goes ape shit and buys every single variety pack available and makes loki try every. single. one.

although mobius would prefer to dress up and hand out candy, loki prefers to stay in (“i’m not wearing some ridiculous costume, no not even for you”) and so instead they spend all of halloween stuck on the couch, trying every candy they could get their hands on, mobius laughing at loki’s face as he tries the warheads

they have a horror movie on in the background, some classic like the shining. loki pokes holes in the plot like it’s his duty, rolling his eyes at the jump scares (but he doesn’t mind it when mobius sits just a bit closer to him during the tense scenes)

loki has a major sugar crash and passes out on the couch, snuggled in mobius’s arms. he feels safe.

[ao3feed-lokiangst]

it’s only time

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3kL5qQy

by capsap

loki and mobius just kinda live together

i had loads of wowki lokius headcanons half written and i just kinda smushed them into this fic

Words: 1696, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Fandoms: Loki (TV 2021), Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Loki (Marvel), Mobius M. Mobius

Relationships: Loki/Mobius M. Mobius

Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Pining, Mutual Pining, Domestic Fluff, Fluff, mobius can braid, Post-Canon

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3kL5qQy

[billylenzstolemyphone]

continue for lokius content <3

hello!! my most recent chapter for my lokius one-shots/short stories book has been published! i’d also like to give credit to the blog superdogbiter for giving me the most adorable suggestion aaah!! anyways, i would truly appreciate if you would, if you’re interested, go and read it! i love writing, i think its super fun and im always looking to improve so make sure to leave your thoughts and criticism! all of it helps :) thank you, goodnight!! <3

link: https://www.wattpad.com/1106639590-lokius-one-shots-short-stories-blackbird-fly

[nouncore]

domestic lokius headcanons again except their making bread <3

loki has never been in a kitchen (“i’m a god, remember?”) that is until mobius. until mobius has somehow roped them into a ghastly apron, pots and pans about as foreign as the deepest depths of the sea.

he teaches loki the subtle art of making things, fucking things up and loving it anyways because it came from your own hands

loki has flour streaked across his face, stark against his dark, dark hair, getting frustrated when he can’t knead the dough just right. mobius laughs and kisses his dough covered hands. (“take it slow. lemme show you”)

it comes out a little messed up, a little lumpy and less than round. loki frowns because he wanted it to be better, it had to be perfect, something perfect for him until he sees mobius’s face, grinning that devastating, crooked smile, golden skin awash in the golden afternoon light streaming through the window

(“you don’t mind it?” “of course i don’t”)

they eat it together on the couch, loki curling into mobius, skin smelling like rosemary and yeast, tattooed with the essence of their kitchen, their home, their little life