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mischiefslady:

howdidthisevenhappenanyway:

howdidthisevenhappenanyway:

mischiefslady:

howdidthisevenhappenanyway:

mischiefslady:

howdidthisevenhappenanyway:

damnyouhiddles:

Loki is not amused.

This scene is so like fic!Thor & Loki and I’m thrilled.

The eye roll in the bottom gif! Loki is all “Really? This again, brother? As if hero worship of yourself on Asgard wasn’t enough, now you indulge these dull Midgardian creatures, too?”

It’s okay Loki, I’d pick you over Thor any day!!

And the way he watches her walk away after she bumps into him? In like every tasertricks fic ever written AND I LOVE IT.

Okay Tasertricks:

Darcy caught a glimpse of Thor posing on a street corner with some fans while she was making a coffee run for Jane and Tony. Even though she knew she’d see him later she made her way over to say hello. He was happy to see her though something in his strained smile alerted her to the fact that something important was happening. She took this as a cue to excuse herself.

Taking a few steps back she bumped into a solid, immovable mass. She turned, coming face to face with Thor’s presumed dead brother.

He eyed her coolly, silently as though waiting to see what she would do.

“You’re supposed to be dead,” she said calmly as if she were discussing the weather.

“Disappointed?” He asked, holding up a hand to stave off Thor’s interruption. He wanted to hear what the vibrant young friend of Thor had to say.

“Fascinated, actually,” she returned with an amused smile. “I like the suit, too.”

Darcy’s cell phone beeped and she pulled it from her jacket pocket to see who text her.

“Oops, gotta run, science needs coffee…pronto. See ya around, Thor,” she called to the blond Asgardian.

Grinning cheekily at Loki, she winked and said “I hope to see more of you, Mischief.”

They watched her go and Thor was bemused by her laid back approach to Loki, especially knowing how the others might react to having him back.

Loki watched the sway of her hips and found himself more than a little turned on by the flirtatious little mortal. Perhaps there was something worth seeking in Midgard after all.

I fucking love you so much right now

“Fucking genius can punch a hole in space but can’t even fix her own coffee machine without blowing it up.” Darcy grumbled as she shuffled along with a tray of enough piping hot coffees to stave off Jane’s addiction for the foreseeable future. Darcy blanched at the scientist’s penchant for either burning hot or cold and old coffee but it helped her work so Darcy was happy to oblige. It also meant she didn’t need to face the crowded streets of New York as often. 

“Son of a Bitch.” she said as she bumped into a rock hard wall of muscle and premium wool suit. 

“SORRY!” she squeeked as the man turned around and Darcy realised just who owned the gorgeous suit she’d just annihilated with Jane’s coffee. “Oh. actually I’m not..sorry.” she said, proud she hadn’t lost her sass in the face of– holy Moses Thor’s brother was hot. She looked around and spotted Thor goofing around with two teenage girls and taking selfies. out of the corner of her eye she saw Loki pull a massive eye roll and snorted. 

Thor was such a ho. “How long have you been in New York?” she asked and Loki raised his eyebrows. 

“Uh, Three Midgardian Days” He answered, bemused.

“What? Fucking. SON OF A BITCH!” Darcy said, louder this time and handed her frappacino to out to Loki before she deposited the remaining coffee over THOR’S head.

the two teenagers backed away, more scared of Darcy than the two gods. “You better go and see Jane this instant or you are going to be in a world of pain you fucking jerk!”

she grabbed his arm and towed him towards the lab. 

Loki watched, a little awed as Thor allowed himself to be pushed, poked and brow beaten all the way to his paramour’s abode, apologising and making weak excuses. it was almost worth the delay this would bring to their mission. 

as the beautiful girl turned and said, “You too asshole.” Loki had to admit that his time on Midgard might not be without fun after all. 

Originally posted by thedoctorsshockblanket

@mischiefslady I couldn’t resist!

@howdidthisevenhappenanyway @concavepatterns

Darcy watched, amused while Jane read Thor the riot act in the lab. As they were on the far side she couldn’t hear much but certain words lingered in the air such as Three days!, Loki!, and Damn It! She snickered more than once at how Thor still had coffee dripping slowly down his face.

Loki stood to her left, hands in the pockets of his fitted black trousers, a small smirk on his face. She turned to face him and tipped her head back so she could meet his eyes. And Damn, weren’t they a magnificent shade of green?

“So what are you guys doing lurking about New York anyway?” She wanted to know what had kept Thor from seeing Jane.

“Looking for Odin.” His reply was short and to the point, though the way he watched her suggested there was something else on his mind.

“You lost the King of Asgard? Dude, that’s hilarious. How did that even happen anyway?” She laughed almost delightedly, given the way Thor’s daddy had treated Jane when she won Asgard. Served the old goat right, in her opinion.

“Does it matter?” Loki raised an eyebrow at her, more attracted than he wished to admit to this woman.

“I suppose not, but tell me why, given recent history you want to find him. I’d have thought you would be happy he was gone?”

“Do you question everyone in this manner?” He asked amused and annoyed by turns wit her.

“As a rule, yes.” She replied without hesitation.

“If I answer,” he leaned down so their faces were mere inches apart, “What will you give me in return?”

Darcy mentally swore. Did he just…? Oh, yes, he did. And Darcy knew what she should do. Trouble was, how often did one get propositioned by a darkly handsome god?

Reaching out a hand she grabbed him by the tie, “Come on, Mischief, I think this conversation needs a bit more privacy.”

Loki grinned wickedly as he trailed willingly behind her. Oh yes, he’d see that they both got what they desired.

Loki watched the girl -Darcy’s almost instant reaction to his flirtations. it had been a while since he’d had any easy banter with anyone truly worthy and he was rather enjoying himself. Seeing Thor get thoroughly dressed down by not one but two tiny mortal women had made his century -that really spoke to the quality of his last hundred years or so but now was not the time to dwell on that. 

He almost started as the girl reached out and grabbed his tie, the mortal neck adornment that made little sense but rounded out the attire called a ‘suit’. it was a surprise to be touched in such a way by one so fragile and he felt his cock stir even as he schooled his reaction to his usual slight amusement. 

He allowed the girl to lead him away, tramping down on his body’s reaction. there was little chance of anything truly exciting happening today, the girl probably been aware that the couple in the room had been inching closer to one another an chosen to vacate the room in order to extract the information without having to watch the others at their appallingly sloppy amorous relations (he Loki definitely knew the value a decent argument had on a tumble in the sheets). Loki actually felt grateful for the first time in a long while that she had chosen to include him in her escape. She eventually released him, and they wound through several corridors lined with strange machinery part of his mind would like to examine more closely, numbers and measurements passing through his mind. Another part of his mind had already analysed a thousand possible attack scenarios and exit strategies. and of course there was always the part of him that raged and burned and wept a thousand hot tears at all the lies and betrayals of past years; though that part seemed to quiet a little it this small woman’s easy company.

The rest of his considerable intellect however was currently occupied by the curve of the woman’s ass in those pants and the ratio of breast tissue she was carrying compared to the surface area of each hand. he’d just come to the estimation of very nearly 1:1 when they arrived at the door. Realising the path of his thoughts he squeezed his hands closed, and placed them behind his back, leaning easily on the hallway wall to hide the tell when she looked up at him. Her eyes were so very bright, he noticed, holding an intelligence he was sure many missed in her skilled use of other distractions. 

Darcy gave him a heated smile before opening the door and pushed it open. she took him by the hand and lead him inside before pushing him into the closed door. once more his surprise at Darcy’s sheer audacity to touch a prince allowed her to move his considerable bulk around easily. 

He continued to be shocked at her gall as she pulled his face down to meet her own in a searing kiss, biting his lower lip with little warning. 

he had always wondered at the actual physical heat present in these kinds of exchanges, now he knew that he truly was icy in more than temperament. 

his thoughts along that melancholy line were completely derailed by the girl going for his belt. his hand caught her wrist gently even as his cock swelled at her spunk and the lingering burning sensation on his mouth. “I thought you wanted to know…” he started but came to a stop when she shrugged with a crooked smile he found to be very appealing. 

“Oh I still want to know that stuff Magic Man, but we exchange payment before goods here on Midgard.” 

“Do you now?” he asked, stroking her cheek and watching her shiver at his cool touch on her flushed skin. “And what if I ruin you for all others, hmm?One doesn’t often recover from a romp with a god. will a scrap of information be worth it to you then?”

to his surprise she smiled. “Oh I think you’ll find I’m a very political animal Loki. I think there’s a lot more than a scrap to be gained in being Mischief’s Lady for the foreseeable future.”

Loki growled, picking her up and throwing her on the bed. Loki was restrained and contained in many circumstances but he’d never been able to resist the offer of claiming. as he crawled up over the covers and met her in another fiery kiss, it seemed that his trip to Midgard would be far more profitable than he’d been led to believe. 

he hardly knew this girl but as he dragged his teeth down her throat he mused that she should keep him entertained for quite some time to come.

Time he was now more determined than ever to ensure they all had.

Tasertricks to the prompt “raindrops” please?

dresupi:

Loki didn’t care much for the rain. It was loud. Pattering
against the roof and the windows. But then again, he didn’t care much for
anything that reminded him of his brother.

He didn’t really care about anything on Midgard.  

Save the woman he was cradling in his arms. Darcy stirred in
her sleep, snuggling closer to him.  

With her in his arms, the rain didn’t really bother him all
that much.  

usedkarma:

For @yavannies who wanted “ Thor: Ragnarok where Jane and Darcy go to Asgard!”

Darcy and Jane are working in Switzerland with Bruce Banner in a calm environment. Thor finds them, changed and somber because of his friend Heimdall being under the control of the Soul Stone. He thinks Bruce can help and he’s right, only Bruce finds Darcy to be the perfect way to help him keep Hulk at bay and can’t go without her (okay so there’s lame jokes from her that weirdly makes him laugh and it tends to make Hulk zen ?). So the four of them go to Asgard, saves Heimdall but if the Soul Stone can possess an Asgardian and kill the host, it apparently can’t kill a human host – and guess what? the Soul Stone was made for a human, a good human and it chose Darcy. Ragnarok is near, meaning the end of everything, The Hulk helps, the ‘Guardians of the galaxy’ helps too, Loki is back (well turns out  he was always around ). There’s some epic battles and Jane teamed up with her best girl and they save everyone’s butts. The Norns recognizes Darcy as Sigyn and Loki totally fall for her (there’s romantic post battle make out and everything).

potentpotions:

potentpotions:

Run and tell all of the angels
This could take all night
Think I need a devil to help me get things right

“You also duplicate yourself,” the girl huffed and continued, “I’d kill to have that sort of power, I could just plant a duplicate with Jane and stay at home!” Loki stared at her curiously; she seemed to be genuinely intrigued by his abilities.

“So did I pass the pop quiz?” her dark eyes finally meeting his own.

“Yes,” his throat ached.

She smiled, patting a spot on the bed for him. He sat silently as she continued to read a midgardian tale about wizards and witches. Loki pondered if he could talk his brother into allowing more time with her.

“I’m Kissing You”-Darcy/Loki

dresupi:

for @squirrelstone

Song: I’m Kissing You-Des’ree, 1998
Link: Ao3
Word Count:  714

A/N:  I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I’ve accidentally written another Modern Royalty AU. Prince Loki/Exchange Student Darcy. Forbidden romance. All that. I think I was going for a Romeo + Juliet vibe. With less poison and stabbing.

Enjoy. But be aware. This is angsty.

I’m Kissing You 

Darcy leaned back against the stone wall in the garden,
pausing to catch her breath.  Tonight
wasn’t really something she’d been looking forward to.    

“Loki?” she shout-whispered over her
shoulder.  His hand appeared, grasping
hers and making her jump.  

“I’m here,” he replied.  The knot in her stomach loosened
somewhat.  He was here.  If a little shit for scaring her like that in
the dark.    

“Good…” she sighed in relief, turning towards
his voice.  She’d been so prepared to
tell him until she heard him speak.  That
voice did things to her.    Her hands
sought out the rest of him, moving up the planes of his chest and around his
shoulders as he bent to meet her lips.  

“We can’t keep meeting like this…” he
murmured.  "I’m useless all day
long…all I can think about is you…it’s absolutely unacceptable.“  

She gulped as he kissed her again, more fervently than
before.  Her back hit the wall and his
hand slid up to keep her head from doing the same.  

“You know it wouldn’t be any different if I was with
you…” she teased half-heartedly.
There were too many ‘ifs’ in that sentence.    

He chuckled.
“True.  I’d be wrapped up in
you all day.  I’d get even less done than
I do now…” He trailed off, his hands pulling her closer as his eyes
searched hers, almost resigned.
“Somethings changed…hasn’t it?”

She pressed her lips together and nodded.  The thing she’d been avoiding all
week…putting off until tomorrow…had officially run out of tomorrows.

“I’m…uh…” she cleared her throat.  "I’m leaving. Semester’s over.  I’m going home. Leaving tomorrow morning,
actually.“  

He frowned.
"Why?”  

“I…just told you.
My semester’s over.  I’m not part
of the study-abroad program anymore.  I
have to go home.”  

He shook his head.
“Stay.  I can get you an
apartment. You wouldn’t want for anything.
Why leave if you don’t have to?”

She swallowed the lump in her throat, shaking her head.  "That’s not what I want,
Loki.“  

He closed his eyes for a moment.  "I can’t give you that.  Why must you ask for
the one thing I can’t give, you infuriating woman?”  

“I’m not asking for it.
I’m telling you…that…” she swallowed thickly.  "This was…wonderful.  But I have to move on with my life.  I can’t be with someone who isn’t allowed to
be with me.  I won’t be a dirty little
secret you keep hidden away.“  

"You aren’t a dirty secret.  You know my father would never allow us to be
together.  He’d…he’d send me
away!”  

“I know that.
And instead of letting that happen…I’m–”  

“You’re sending YOURSELF away,” he accused.  "It’s no better than what my father
would do.“  

"You know what I want, Loki.”  

“And I’d give it to you in a heartbeat, Darcy…I
just…I can’t go against my father’s wishes.
I would if I could, but I physically CAN’T.”  

“And I can’t sit by and watch you marry someone
else.  Grow old in an apartment waiting
for you to have time for me.”  

Loki set his jaw and dropped his hands from her
shoulders.  He crossed his arms in front
of him petulantly, looking anywhere but at her.

She sniffed, shaking her head.  "So that’s it?“  

No answer.  

"You’re going to give me the silent treatment like a
spoiled brat?”  

“What would you HAVE me do, Darcy?” he
hissed.  "You have me between a rock
and a hard place.“  

"How about kiss me goodbye?  Make these last moments between us
memorable?”  

“You gave me no notice! You gave me no time to prepare!
You’ve known this for days and never told me!”

She sniffed. “How could I tell you? How could I when
all I wanted…all I EVER want is to make you happy?  How could I tell you the one thing that
wouldn’t?”  

“If you want to make me happy, STAY…” he
pleaded.  "Stay here.  With me.“

"And if you want to make ME happy, you’ll let me go.”  

His eyes were shining as he blinked, looking down at his
hands.  "When are you leaving? What
time?“  

"I have to be at the airport at six am.”  

He swore under his breath before composing himself,
straightening his shoulders and schooling his features.  "Well then…I suppose we have six hours
left together…let’s make them count, shall we?“