bartender mobius
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Let's see if lighting strikes us down.
In a religiously fanatic town in the 17th century, Loki and Mobius find comfort in one another. Loki had just found out about his adoption, Mobius had recently lost his wife. Maybe together they could live out some fantasies and find happiness.
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- Part 6 of December Writing Prompts
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AGENT AESIR by kyojinaka
Fandoms: Loki (TV 2021), Thor (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
04 Jul 2025
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Mobius M. Mobius has one mission left before retirement: infiltrate AESIR, the criminal syndicate hiding behind the pristine face of pharmaceutical giant Yggdrasil and confirm the existence of a new drug rumored to grant immortality–Idunn's Apples. Nothing complicated for the TVA's best, right?
If only it were that simple.
Now he's bartending in a low-level club owned by AESIR's Asgardian branch, lying through his teeth and trying not to stare too hard at Loki Laufeyson–the unpredictable youngest child of the syndicate's leader and Mobius's only shot at getting close to the truth.
But the deeper he goes, the harder it is to tell where the lies stop–and who is really pulling the strings.
After all, who can resist the temptation of immortality?
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- Part 1 of Apples of Idunn
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“How many dates is this?” Verity asks, idly. “At some point, don’t you have to start wondering if he’s the problem, not the dates.”
“Thank you for your input, Vee,” Mobius sighs. “Don’t you have some tables to check up on? Or...”
He loses his train of thought as the man at the table leans forward languidly like a cat, resting his elbows on the table and gifting his current date with a Cheshire smile. A finger decorated with two thin gold rings above the middle knuckle traces around the edge of the highball glass suggestively and a lock of raven’s wing black hair falls out of his stylishly messy top knot and across his face.
Mobius wonders why someone like that feels the need to work so hard for attention, but the guy in the polo shirt with the perfect teeth sitting across from him barely seems to appreciate it so maybe that’s why. Mobius sure as hell is having a hard time looking away. The slit in that skirt is probably going to kill him before the night is over.
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Mobius works at the bar that Loki brings all his first dates to. None of them go well. Maybe someone needs a shoulder to cry on?