As many would know, the world of Mobius is full of many creatures of various shapes and sizes. Some of the common variety such as canines, felines, reptiles and avians. Others are born in more rare variety from phoenixes, hydras, unicorns, dragons, and other mythical beings. Along with them are other creatures that go outside the norm; ghosts, demons, the undead, angels and so on. In the Empire, it is common for them to extinguish some of these creatures should they present a hostile nature towards the Radesens, the Empire, or Mobius itself. But one such race of beings the Empire has a somewhat balanced truce between them while sharing the same homeland; Vampires. Do not think of the Empire as sympathizers to vampires though, for much like any race or creature on Mobius, they too can be hunted down by the Empire when provoked. More exclusively the Empire’s order of knights, priests, and monster hunters who goes in search of any who threatens the balance and order of the
Loki x Reader: December - 1 Starry Sky by Phoenix2790, literature
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Loki x Reader: December - 1 Starry Sky
Your breath came out in soft white clouds as you gripped tight at the leash with one hand, the other holding your steaming hot cocoa. Linked arm in arm, you looked at the man to your side. He too, had a hot cocoa in hand and leash in the other. In his leash arm, he also carried a bag of blankets. The man looked down at you with a smile as he saw you gazing up at him. “Thanks again for taking me out, Loki.” You whispered, not wanting to break the hush of the cold night air. “I’m glad you agreed to it.” Loki replied in a soft voice. He too seemed wary to break the stillness. Up ahead, your dog Bella barked in excitement. It seemed she held no qualms about the reverent silence. Loki’s Tamaskan looked at her, seemingly raising an eyebrow, though his mouth was too busy carrying a blanket to respond. It seemed Bella could not be trusted. You had her chewed up plush in your pocket. The two of you walked on the path, the sky clear and deep indigo, with flecks of stars spattered among it. The
Running With Lycans by NeonBlacklightTH, literature
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Running With Lycans
Day One: I begin my venture deep within the dead forests of Pumpkin Hills in search of the elusive Lycan tribe that has said to be lurking within that area, my name is John Elric and I am a scholar of the Towers of Arcane and researcher on Lycanthropy and Lycanthrope Tribal History. I have made camp in these woods tonight in hope to find and better understand the Lycan people. Where many would see the Lycans as nothing more than savages and cannibalistic beasts, I see a potential rekindling between common society and especially the Empire. With my series in studying at least one of these tribes, I may have that chance for readers and scholars alike to learn more of this subspecies of Mobians and reach some form of communication. My only concern is what may happen when I do find these Lycans and it will be too late for me to make such a communication. May Perina guide and protect me as I wander through her forests. Day Five: After several days of exploring the foggy woods and several
Loki x Reader: October (in November!) 30 - Caught by Phoenix2790, literature
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Loki x Reader: October (in November!) 30 - Caught
“Ready for the show tonight?” You asked your float partner, Loki. Loki adjusted his green cloak, “Ready as ever. What is one more show among thousands?” He chuckled and shook his head. You glanced in the mirror, fluffing at your hair before bending down and picking up your sword. Softly cursing at your heels, you really wished you had changed pairs, these were entirely impractical, but they would have to do for tonight. Flouncing at the skirts that parted at the front, revealing sensible trousers, you bent down and adjusted your boots. Then you too straightened up and fixed your cape, sheathing your sword so that you could make the walk to the parade of floats. “Loki! Wait up!” Loki was a good fifty yards ahead of you. He stopped, turning to look back at you, his sword held easily over his shoulder. The sun silhouetted his figure majestically and you wanted to curse the bastard for looking so damn gorgeous. You ran to catch up next to him, your ankle twisting slightly before you caught
Loki x Reader: October (in November!) - 28 by Phoenix2790, literature
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Loki x Reader: October (in November!) - 28
Holding the phone to your ear, you spoke to your manager, “And you’re sure the gig is tonight at nine?” You listed the address, “Yea, uh huh. Cus I saw a lot of teens in black with way too much eye liner for my usual crowd. I’m not judging them, live their lives, it’s cool, I love the freedom of expression, that’s just not the usual group I bring in. Yea, yea, whatever Morris, I’ll head to the green room.” You clicked off your phone and made your way towards the backstage. Flicking your pass up to security, you were soon on your way into the dark halls that led into the bowls of the building behind the stage. Hoping your sound guy would be there soon, or tonight would be quite the disaster, you sighed and tried to follow the signs that pointed towards the green room. The lights faded and faded, growing darker and darker until you were forced to pull your phone back out to avoid stumbling on any spare equipment that had been left out and stored in the halls. Honestly, could anyone have
Loki x Reader: October 25 - Sleep by Phoenix2790, literature
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Loki x Reader: October 25 - Sleep
“Why haven't the stewardesses come out yet?” The lady next to you on the airplane muttered. You shifted in your aisle seat, trying to look down towards the curtains towards the front of the plane but you couldn't see anything. “I don't know. Do you see anything outside?” “No, it's just really misty, nothing is moving.” She replied. The woman was an official looking business lady. Frowning you tried to look past her and out the window, an airport with nothing moving on the tarmac? Some coughing filled the air and throat clearing, a few murmurs and growing restlessness as the passengers became uneasy, wondering why the plane had not emptied. Why had no one greeted you on your arrival? Why had the pilot not said anything, done nothing to calm the growing tension that something was wrong? You looked over at the handsome man in a black suit opposite you in the aisle. He had long black feathered hair, sleeked back, that went down to his shoulders. The glow of his cellphone lit his face
Loki x Reader: October 24 - Maze by Phoenix2790, literature
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Loki x Reader: October 24 - Maze
“Hurry up!” Stacy, your roommate called. “We're going to be late.” You rolled your eyes and returned to applying the last of your exaggerated makeup, completing your Cleopatra features. “I'm going, I'm going.” You called back, moving from the bathroom and back into your room where you pulled the costume from its plastic bag and carefully unfolded it. Slipping it over your head, you slid it down your body as quickly as you could, mindful of the flimsy fabric and how cheap it had been at the Halloween store, one of the last available options. One last passing glance in the mirror, a fluff of your wig, a quick nod, and smile, and you headed down to the waiting car. Stacy snorted and shook her head when she saw you, “Is that really call you could find?” “What?” You replied, fastening the golden sandals that strapped halfway up your knees, already buckled into the seat. Stacy had definitely put more effort into her costume than you had: a zombie with realistic blood makeup and even some
Loki x Reader: October 23 - Whispers by Phoenix2790, literature
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Loki x Reader: October 23 - Whispers
Your carriage rattled to a stop, the hot western sun blazing down on you. Wiping your brow with the back of your hand, you gazed up at it from your low brimmed hat as you pulled back on the reins of your horses leading the carriage. Pursing your lips, you grunted when you saw a familiar carriage parked outside the bank, two familiar black stallions nervously pawing at the ground and tossing their heads. Shaking your own head, you leapt down from your driver's seat and tossed the lead rein over the hitching post, ensuring your horses wouldn't wander. They were well trained, but if any shooting started, it was best to not take chances. Your spurs clacked as you walked, strolling over to the door of the bank and pushing the door open. One last glance over your shoulder at the other carriage told you that most of the goods had already been taken. Again you shook your head, pressing your lips together in a thin line. “Loki!” You called, walking into the bank. The two bank tellers were
Loki x Reader: October 19 - Death quote by Phoenix2790, literature
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Loki x Reader: October 19 - Death quote
Tires squealed behind you, a flurry of bullets pelted the car as Loki struggled to maintain control of the wheel. You gripped the arm of the door, ducking down and glancing back out of the rear window. “Loki, they're gaining on us.” You cried softly, ducking back down as the back window shattered and a bullet flew past your face, missing you by centimeters. Loki hissed in pain, grabbing his shoulder with one hand, the other still holding the wheel and steering as best he could. There was a loud bang, and you knew one of the tires of the Model T had been compromised. The car swerved and skidded, sliding into a ditch, all but rolling to a stop. Loki grabbed his Thompson machine gun, limping around to the side of the car and knelt down. You slipped out your door, it was slightly jammed but after a bit of effort you managed to pry it open. Hurrying over, you knelt down beside Loki and looked him over. His suit was battered and dirty from days on the run. Once pristine and indicative of his
Loki x Reader: October 16 - Offering by Phoenix2790, literature
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Loki x Reader: October 16 - Offering
You pushed off from the dock with the long rod, the skiff easily cutting through the water. Standing firmly on the back of the boat you made your way through the misty lake. Seaweed and algae grew high around you, dotting the surface and coloring the water a deep green in many areas. The whole place held a vaguely grey color, your clothes quickly soaked through. You steered the skiff with ease, the rod-like paddle digging deep into the mud and propelling you out into open water until finally the ground gave way and you arrived at open sea. Bursting forth from the reeds and brush, you looked out at the water, the fog was no less thick out here but you knew you would not be alone for long, if you even were alone now. You stepped down from your perch, pulling up the long paddle and set it in the boat, sitting down and catching your breath. The humid air was slick on your lungs. A short distance away, a small head poked out of the water. Black hair dripping with saltwater and gazing at you