Because I really loved Sigridhr’s fanfiction of the same name (go read it here) and because I’d really like to read a second chapter (that wasn’t subtle, oh well), here’s a cover for it.
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This is so unbelievably gorgeous and perfect and the best thing to come home to. Thank you so much! ❤
Summary: Loki brings Darcy dessert. But his intentions are questionable.
Author Note: Ok, so I haven’t written any fanfiction in a long time (but I am addicted to reading them). But this little idea wouldn’t leave me alone. I think the fall season inspired it. It’s not much, and it’s not beta’d. I just needed to write it up quickly so it would let me get on with my life 😉 I hope it’s ok. Please don’t get your hopes up, this is no where near the quality or level of other tasertrick stories.
While curled up on her couch watching a holiday chick flick, the first thing Darcy noticed was the scent of cinnamon. She glanced over and saw Loki standing there holding a plate. He wore dark clothing of Asgardian style, but it lacked the typical golden armor adornments he was typically so fond of. She got up, excited to see him, but her interest remained peeked by the delectable aroma coming from the plate he held.
Fandral, as did most Asgardians, thought Queen Darcy to be a powerful magician indeed, if nothing but for the effect she had on the King.
It had been years since assassins from Jotunheim slaughtered the royal family, all but Prince Loki, who, in a fit of grief-crazed rage, destroyed the whole realm and with it the last of the Ice Giants.
Crowned king upon the crushed skulls of his enemies, Loki proved to be as ruthless in rule as he had be in vengeance. Asgard transformed from a place of light and laughter to bitter silence, friend turning against friend, all afraid to speak a word against their king as Loki set forth to crush the small rebellions stirred against him.
Meanwhile, the Warriors Three and Sif mourned quietly for their prince Thor.
In time, the king’s eye turned toward Midgard, a realm, he said, that needed a god.
Sorry for the slight delay, everyone! One of our authors needed an extension, to the final fill should be posted in about a week. I’ll update the list then. 🙂
Her Scientific Method, by My_Dear_Watson Remix of: Kingdom Come by Brightki Summary: The events of Kingdom Come through Jane’s eyes. She finds being on the receiving end of what she put Darcy through isn’t exactly the greatest thing to have happen, but hey, at least it made up for the lack of workplace delays.
I’m really, really happy with how this turned out – I hope everyone else was! Thank you to LaTessitrice, SilveRumRunner, Becisvolatile, Creedsgalbirdy, Watson-A-Name, and Brightki for taking part! 🙂
(Now everyone go leave lots of comments on these awesome stories).
Inspired by this graphic + ficlet I posted a while ago, this is the official start to the art forger/detective AU I started back in December. Thanks to everyone who encouraged me to turn that 500-odd word blurb into a full-fledged story, and I hope you’ll all enjoy what I have planned! Happy reading 🙂
Was originally me being silly in a private message then thinking ‘welp I already wrote the thing might as well post it’ but apparently people like it? I’m not planning on writing a full fic. I’ve got stuff on my plate and just things I’m dealing with. BUT. I guess I can do a tiny bit more since sergris asked really nicely? The previous bits are here.
Loki cleared his throat and shifted, pulling the fur from under her in the process and tipping her off the arm of his throne. “So your rebellious friends are taking shelter with the Beavers. Interesting choice.”
“Yeah, the whole damp underwater business in winter?” She exaggerated a shudder. “Not that they’re going to be there now.”
He fixed his red eyes on her face.
“Yeah, you realize I had to walk here? In the snow? Took just short of forever, and they probably split right after I left.”
“And you know where they are heading.” Loki leaned down and drew her face up with a single finger pressed under her chin. “Do you not?”
Darcy swallowed. “Uh… look, your sexiness. I’m not here to turn traitor or anything. I just like to hear both sides before choosing a… side.”
Darcy drew open the wardrobe doors and rolled her eyes at the coats. “Sure, Jane, there’s a magic world in the wardrobe. What are you, seven?”
She pushed the coats aside, holding her iphone up to video the whole ridiculous ordeal. Only her fist…
you should keep writing this!
“Hello? Sexy but rude giver of hot chocolate?” Darcy peeked through the door of the straight from Disney ice palace. “Or king or whatever?” Growls sounded from the shadows behind her, causing her to slam the door with an ‘eep’ and hurry further in. “So um, word on the street is you’re kinda evil? Just gonna put all the cards on the table, you hoarding monsters like a crazy cat lady? Probably not helping the rep. Just saying.”
“And where else would I send them?” Loki was sprawled across the silvery fur draped throne. He fixed red eyes on her. “And if you think me a villain why are you here?”
“Dunno.” Darcy hopped up to sit on the arm of his chair, enjoying the look that crossed his face. “I guess taking the word of a talking beaver without hearing the other side of the story seemed shitty of me?” She fidgeted under his stare. “And could you not sit like that? This is a children’s book AU.”
Despite Himself (48275 words) by errantcomment Chapters: 8/8 Fandom: The Avengers (Marvel) – All Media Types, Thor (Movies), Notting Hill (1999) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Loki, Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov Characters: Loki (Marvel), Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel) Additional Tags: mundane AU, steve/tasha secondary couple, Fluff, Angst, Loki Has Issues, narfi the cat, Fusion, Alternate Universe – Fusion, Alternate Universe – Modern Setting Summary:
Loki runs a bookshop, because he likes books. Unfortunately, he only found out he didn’t like people once he’d had the grand opening. Now he spends a lot of time sulking, talking to his cat, not talking to his housemate, and sulking. Then one day, the shop bell rings and despite himself, it all changes.
Notting Hill/Avengers/Thor fusion. Mundane AU in which Steve is still a big dude but mostly he’s an architect, Natasha is a security consultant, and Thor is a Viking accountant.
“Asbjorn?” Loki laid between his wife’s legs, his head resting on the slight swelling of her belly. He looked up at Darcy and rolled his eyes at the face she pulled. She looked halfway between sucking on a lemon and wanting to throw up. It was a strange mixture of expressions.
“Are you kidding me?” Darcy grabbed a piece of bread from the platter on the bed beside them and tossed it at her husband.
“It is a good name, I do not see your objection.” Picking up the bit of bread, Loki popped it into his mouth. They had been going at this for days already, ever since it was confirmed by the healer that they were having a boy.
“Seriously?! You do realize what everyone will call him right? I’m not having my son being called Ass by the entire realm.” She crossed her arms over her chest and thought back to all the names she had given her baby dolls when she was a girl.
“Benji?” Looking down at Loki she pressed her lips together tightly. He didn’t look amused.
“And I will not have my son named after a popular movie dog……how about Valdimarr?” Loki leaned up just enough that he could easily press a hand on the stomach under his head. He still couldn’t believe that within there grew his child, a son from both him and Darcy.
“Oh great, a name that sounds suspiciously like either the name of a famous vampire or an evil wizard. How about no. Let’s see….Cullen?” Despite the annoyance with her husband over his choice in names, Darcy couldn’t help the warm feeling that rushed through her. She had dreamed when she was younger of marrying and having children, but not one of them could hold a candle to what she actually got.
“Now who is being positively vampiric? Ulfr?” Loki pinched Darcy’s thigh, laughing lowly as she jerked and tried to kick him. Though with their current positions all she could do was lift a leg and weakly bring it down on his back.
“Ok, that one is not so bad, but still it kind of sounds like the sound one makes when one is punched in the stomach. Like ‘ULFR!’” Darcy folded in on herself slightly, forcing the name through her lips with a huge puff of air.
“I’ll have you know Ulfr is a very noble name! Much better than any of the silly Midgardian names you have come up with so far.” Getting up on his knees he moved up until he towered over his wife, looking down into the depths of her eyes.
“Fine, how about Torgils?” It had taken Darcy awhile to find that name, though when she had come across it and the more modern spelling she knew she had to bring it up. Even though it was guaranteed to piss Loki off. Actually that was the reason to bring it up. She knew he would never hurt her and she found the face he made when annoyed funny.
“I…no, just no! Where did you even…why would you think….I would rather name my son any other name in the nine realms than that!” Loki blinked down at his wife, wondering if she had lost her mind completely.
“Oh come on, don’t you think it a rather strong name?” Darcy giggled as Loki leaned down until his nose was touching the tip of hers.
“Sounds a bit weak to me. And I would thank you to never bring that one up again.” He pressed down just enough so he could press a kiss to her lips, but moved back to rest his head on her belly once again after a moment.
“How about Radulfr?” Darcy threaded her fingers though Loki’s hair. She had the named picked out for the past few days, but she enjoyed the banter between them and so continued to pick names she knew he would hate.
“I thought you didn’t like Ulfr?” He lifted his head once again and raised a single brow.
“Well, not alone, but Radulfr sounds pretty cool.” Darcy smiled as she watched the slow grin form on Loki’s face, and though she knew what was coming she still squealed when he moved on top of her again and flipped them so they could lay side by side.
“Radulfr Lokison, a strong name for the future King of Asgard.” Loki pulled Darcy in until she rested flush against him. He really didn’t care what they named their son, as long as he turned out healthy and whole.
Well he didn’t mind as long as it wasn’t Torgils, never Torgils.
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A.N: Ok, so this actually takes place between Tin Roof; Rusted and A Glitch in the System. I had wanted to do this one yesterday, but the other one kind of took over.
Also Torgils = Thor’s Shaft, I saw that name and couldn’t help myself.
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