#sylvie writes

[sylvie-cannot-write]

Reborn

This is smth I’ve had posted for a while, but might as well share it here. It’s on both quotev and Wattpad rn, so if you don’t want to wait for more chapters on here you can read them there :)) This is the prologue so enjoy :))

It was silent. Everywhere they went, it was quiet. It was never this quiet. They were always surrounded by the buzz of everyday that when this stillness was forced upon them it was too unnatural, too unfamiliar.

And then, when adding the factor that they were at their school, the silence led way to fear. They knew there should be chatter, it was nearing the last few minutes of class so it was expected that there would be some kind of chatter. But there wasn’t.

They knew the reason behind the quiet, the grand motivator to all the chaos that had been caused for the past few weeks. They had figured it out a while ago, before the police even knew what was and wasn’t connected. They knew the significance behind the missing children, the suspicious bloodstains they always found just a few paces behind them. That grand motivator, currently in the same building as them, was determined to catch them.

They reached in their hoodie, clutching a small dagger that laid inside one of the many inner pockets. They didn’t feel safe walking around unarmed, but it was only natural. They knew they were being hunted, knew they were to die, but that didn’t stop the shaking of their hands or the suspicious glances towards doors and dark corners. If anything, it increased their anxiety, increased their urge to survive.

They also knew the police could do nothing to help. They could tell them everything they knew, get that murderer thrown in jail to rot, but it would do nothing. She’d find a way to get out, to continue her hunt of them until the blood in their body stopped flowing. She had to die.

She also beat them physically, their body too used to working on computers for hours to do much against anyone. They were weak, they knew that. There was no way they could overpower someone as strong as her. But they weren’t going to lay down to die yet. She had to die.

They wanted to leave behind something that would make everything clear, that after killing them she would find that she was now the prey. Just something, anything, so that way justice would not just end at her death. Her life was such a small price to pay for what she’s done.

But there was no use dwelling on these things now. She had to die.

As the final bell wrung, they made their way to the door. They were disappointed, to say the least, that they had to stay to help with the maintenance of the computer lab- a power cord was cut last night and staff asked them to help make sure all computers were in order, with extra credit points awarded to any class of their choosing- but they assumed it would only be for a few minutes. It made them anxious to have to spend this long with their back turned, but it couldn’t be helped. They just needed to be quick, and everything else would be a piece of cake.

They weren’t supposed to stay for two hours. Apparently the damage was much larger than just a cut cord and they still hadn’t finished fixing it. Their nerves increased by the minute and time seemed to become endless. They pinched their arm as they took a deep breath, forcing themself to finish the last computer before notifying the staff they were done. They were swiftly walking to the door before they heard a noise from down the hall. Spinning around, they were greeted with the empty hall staring back.

They decided to just shake it off and run back home, but the icy chill down their back was ever present. They weren’t risking their life to satisfy their curiosity. But ironically, right after thinking this and taking a few steps forward, they felt a sudden pain bloom and spread from the back of their head. They were barely conscious to hear the bang of the impact, barely feeling the harsh cold of the ground. They were only able to focus on that smile, Cheshire in nature as it gleamed down on them like a knife. She was here. Everything went black.

And then they died.

[sylvie-on]

Alone.

These halls once bustling with people left it alone. It wanders the halls, waiting to hear the sound of humans once more. How long had it been since the main doors open?

Its shoulder bumps a creature it hadn't seen- a "Coil Head" it had heard it called by the last group of scavengers. Its cold plastic flesh and metal pieces scraped against the Bracken's skin bark, causing a hiss to come from the creature. The coil head doesn't seem to notice and is long gone before Bracken can even make a move in anger.

After pacing for what felt like hours, Bracken comes to a halt overlooking a room that once served as a locker room and mess hall. This Bracken, although having not experienced it itself, had seen some photographs when it was full of life. They looked so happy. There were so many people.

Why now were there only ever... four? Were they not coming back for it? Were they not preparing the messy halls for habitation?

Bracken's daydreaming was interrupted by a sound of the door opening, and its leaves stood on end. A soft humming left it, and it scurried off toward the sound. Voices- laughter. People.

Perhaps these ones wouldn't be cruel. Perhaps these ones wouldn't attack it. Perhaps they wouldn't run away.

[mischievous-thunder]

Loki's been perfecting his skills and techniques for centuries. He's probably gone through this particular scene thousands of times. But for Mobius it's the first time every single time. He's equally stunned and enraptured by Loki's beyond perfect scientific knowledge which from Mobius's perspective has developed probably in less than a minute. Nevertheless, when the initial shock is over Mobius instinctively trusts Loki with his life.

[p4nishers]

what i absolutely adore about mobius is that he never stops being kind. EVER. he has gone through so much and no matter what happens he always chooses kindness over anything else. we've seen him comfort strangers countless times without hesitation because he's just THAT good and he would never turn away from anyone in distress. even when he's clearly upset he's still kind enough to explain to victor what he's drinking and not even be annoyed at his constant interrupting but just say "hold on a second" in a gentle tone then focus on him again DESPITE EVERYTHING GOING ON to get him hot chocolate bc why wouldn't he do so? he doesn't question these actions because they come naturally to him, kindness is in his nature. why shouldn't he try to lighten the mood and be kind while they wait for their end? why shouldn't he reassure and comfort everyone around him while he's actively falling apart? these aren't questions for him bc he's at his core the kindest person in the show and he will always ALWAYS have time and space to be kind. god.

[demonicseries]

they gave sylvie a shag mullet and really had me thinking they were gonna make her the lesbian that runs mcdonalds like it's the navy, but no, cause marvel doesn't know how to write

[gaybravado]

elf misery

[onestickyboysstuff]

some loki valentine’s day cards, happy valentine’s day !!

[nostalgia-tblr]

"are people not into that?" i ask, after posting my weird niche shit to the internet, despite knowing it to be weird niche shit.

[nuggetsandhuggets]

Michael Waldron and Kate Herron: take this, it is our masterpiece *hands off Loki S1*

Loki S2 creators: Cool, don’t care

[musclesandhammering]

Me, dragging myself across the floor toward the Marvel writers, crying and gasping for breath, having completely run out of hope for Loki season 2 being any good: p-please. Black nails. P-please, just j-just… let me have that. Just that o-one thing, please-

[sylvie-cannot-write]

hey guys, if anyone is still into danganronpa I’ve been working on a reader insert fic on quotev :) it has fantasy elements included, and i plan to make it long and cover all three games (hopefully)

anyways here’s the link have fun and thanks if you check it out

[messrmoonyy]

The official Loki novelisation confirming Loki is in love with Sylvie has truly made my day

[mischievous-thunder]

When Loki hit rock bottom and was at a loss as to what he needed to do in favour of the impossible task he was set out to rectify he went to the only person he knew would show him the way. Mobius's wise counsel was all Loki needed to pinpoint and strengthen the firmness of his glorious purpose. This is one of the most special memories that'll be etched on Loki's heart for all eternity.

[cleabellanov]

Jet-Skiing through identity: A deep dive into Mobius M. Mobius (part 4)🛥️

"And I'm yours but you're not mine" (Say Don't Go)

That's Mobius in season 1, because from all we know, he was the one to fall first. A fall that, just like domino pieces, results in a beautiful union of...well, everything.

But now, in season 2, his love is finally reciprocated. He showed Loki something they hadn't seen in themselves. And not only he loved them, but proved to Loki why they're deserving of that love as well. And now that he is finally appreciated and seen by the last person he was expecting, he also gets the insight he never knew he was looking for. This is like always running from something right into the chasm, until someone takes your hand and makes you stop. Even if it means facing your fears.

Open first episode of season 2, when the entire Loki legion was on the verge of a heart attack waiting to see what will happen. (That's actually me, I think I'm not alone). Those were crazy times indeed. Now, to our Mobius: a relative present version of him, not the one that didn't recognize Loki. That was scary. His first line is:

<<Hey, everything you've been doing is wrong, and all your gods are dead. How are people gonna take that?>>

I interpret this as his own thoughts and feelings projected on the collective. It's true for them, but it's relatable to Mobius.

And after all, why would everyone at the TVA believe all this time? The same reason as why we do it: we want to: that's where it all starts. And for someone like Mobius, who didn't believe in himself, it was much more logical to believe in the time gods. Putting the blame on fate takes the burden off your shoulders. But no burden, no glory. Few of them had guts to admit. But even indirectly, Mobius did (and has been for a while).

Backing the argument that he cares about Loki, and that he fell first, his reaction to hearing his name from Casey is immaculate.

He immediately tries to figure out a way to locate him. He might take a more "slow, deliberate approach", but not when he knows people he cares about are in danger. Not when he can still help.

Then, to X-5's attempt to make him feel bad about his spot on the original timeline, he responds with a neutral approach, not letting such things get to him. He even goes to explaining why jet-skis are so cool. This is something that shows how passionate Mobius can be about the things he likes. I don't think he would do this if he wouldn't be provoked in some sort of way, because the total absence of interest from others can kill a spark pretty quick. But he doesn't let it go just because no one around him sees jet-skis as important as he does. I love him for it.

His pure care for Loki and the way he comforts them the best he can is also very important in this episode. Mobius does his best to calm Loki down, trying to see the situation from an outside point of view so it can be solved efficiently. He's there, he doesn't let Loki down, and we know he would never; "Okay, you wanted time to think, so let's think." - as in let's think together, you're not alone.

Also, when Loki rushes to find Sylvie so they can fix what is happening, Mobius slows him down. He knows Loki wouldn't take the time to take care of themselves, so he does it for him, knowing exactly how much to insist, and that the timeslipping can't be let out if control for a long while.

Another trait resulting from the episode is sort of a disapproval avoidance, from the convo with O.B. Mobius obviously had his memory wiped and doesn't remember him, but doesn't admit it: it could hurt this nice guy and make him look like a fool (it wouldn't, really. he didn't have to worry abt it).

Then, at the end of the episode, this care (LOVE!!!) he carries for Loki is once again is highlighted:

Because, even at the risk of losing his skin (and, jokes aside, losing his life), Mobius still waits over the limit for Loki to make it back. What was I saying about believing? Even if the gods of the TVA are dead, the God of Mischief isn't. And Mobius always believed in him.

[rowenas-megacoven]

I’m scared for my lil guy Mobius on the timelines all by himself. What if some non-Kang related big bad who has managed to evade the reformed TVA’s watch and wants to control a bunch of timelines puts 2 and 2 together, realises that Möbius was a key player in helping establish Loki at the centre of the Yggdrasil (that Loki cares deeply about Mobius and visa versa) and comes after him in the hopes to oust Loki? Part of me feels like Mobius could handle it but Mobius doesn’t have big scary dog privileges anymore girlies, what with Loki being tangled up at the Citadel and it worries me. Sylvie is a slippery lil sword wielding snake (affectionate) who’s entire childhood WAS self-preservation and survival, she’ll be fine. B15, O.B and Casey are all somewhat afforded better protection from within the TVA but what about Mobius? He’s just a lil mourning retiree trying to make a new life for himself. What if danger finds him? I trust B15 to have some sort of protection and emergency measures in place for him but what if it’s not enough?

[feral-sylki]

Sylvie chuckling to herself “pretty tech-savvy” as she hacks the elevator was absolutely a nod and wink to the audience but also she’s entirely alone in that elevator telling herself jokes which leads me to believe that she has been doing this for centuries. Just cracking jokes with herself and talking to herself and reminding herself of little things that make her laugh