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re-analyzing mcu female characters now that i'm no longer a fan
look. they gave male writers a bucket of manly action figures and a baggie of female characters as accessories. fem chars were written like a list of tropes except with all the "icky sexism" ones crossed out. they were rarely written as, y'know, people (willing to argue that many of the male characters were barely allowed to be anything more than plastic action figures either)
Somehow though, despite being used as a fangirl stand-in (which are often derogatory caricatures imo) Darcy Lewis is an excellently written female character.
She is always herself. She doesn't care what professional men, hot men, authoritative men, extraordinary men, or even what any woman thinks of her. Not in a Hollywood "watch me not care and be so feisty and empowered while I do it" way, but in a chill "that's cool but imma be my own person" way
She is kind but doesn't put up with mistreatment
She is smart but doesn't need men to brag about her intelligence
She is savvy but doesn't need men to point it out
She is beautiful but neither a man nor the camera ever needs to realize it, and she dresses to be comfortable while also perfectly confident that she's gorgeous
She is fearful but she deals with it without needing a man to comfort her
She is firm in her opinions and her decisions without needing a man (or anyone) to approve of them
Best of all she cracks jokes for her own amusement and knows she's funny even if no one laughs
the writers (accidentally???) created a perfect every-woman by deciding to create a woman without making her Love Interest Material. they made her the Attractive Girl's Friend trope, yeah, but at least the friend gets to be herself instead of constantly wondering if the space viking will come back and sweep her off her feet
they made a strong female character in 2010, and when they brought her back in Wandavision she didn't even need a hot girl bestie as an excuse to be on the screen. their continuity reflected that she was now the most experienced person in her field. even the audience trusted her to be reliable in unreliable circumstances the same way a hero is meant to be reliable
every time Marvel tries to make a "strong female character" they do something hyper-stereotypical that bends in the other direction. "We can't be sexist, see? we converted his secretary into his assistant and then we made her the CEO of his company" or "we showed her punching out a misogynist in her first scene" or "canonically she's a maneater but we're afraid of how that will look so we'll make her have no romances instead while also being The Only Girl trope." and on and on and on
meanwhile, Darcy was great, and I give a lot of credit to Kat Dennings, but I would also like to know if there was a female, or even male, writer in the room who kept her all to themself and said "I'll write this character, I know them perfectly."
there must have been because she felt knowable. she also felt like a fun example of what being a normal human might be like in a universe where caped heroes fly around saving the world from aliens
#no readmore we dine like kings#i was never and still am not a “darcy fangirl”#but she's one of the few characters that aged well#pepper running and repping tony's dad's company was actually a bold move#im2 had many faceplants but ngl pepper was excellent#and sam rockwell played his misogynistic line perfectly#pepper would not engage with his arguing she simply had him removed#power move well done i love im2 pepper#im3 pepper was fine but the damsel in distress turned super hottie via explodey disease was weird#they tried to force a ton of labels onto pepper#when she was fine as she was#dnly rants#marvel
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Partner in Handcuffs
Prompt: “Please go away.”
“Given That we’re handcuffed together, that’s pretty much impossible right now.”
“Please go away,” muttered a very annoyed Johnny Storm to his fellow prisoner, one Darcy Lewis.
“Much as I’d like to, sulky face, given that we’re handcuffed together, that’s pretty much impossible right now, so I’ll continue my coping mechanisms until we’re in our future dark cell or are miraculously rescued, hopefully by a hunky hero.”
Darcy sighed and went off on another tangent about her Avenging friends and her love of Thor and Captain America while Johnny groaned and rolled his eyes. He was tired of the endless praise for his doppelgänger, mostly because of how frequently he was negatively compared to him.
After she finished her enthusiastic tale, he sighed and attempted to change the subject for the twentieth time.
“So, why were they hunting you?” he asked. “You secretly a superhero?”
“Not exactly, but I have a certain…… gift that makes me qualify to be considered enhanced. Though, technically it’s more of a mutant thing,” Darcy explained carefully, wiggling her fingers to try to keep feeling in them.
“I’m intrigued,” Johnny commented. “Just what kind of “gift” is it? Laser eyes? Telepathy?”
“I can heal with my touch,” Darcy said quietly.
Johnny whistled in appreciation. “Wow. That’s an incredible gift!” He responded. “Bet that came in handy.”
“It did, but it also made me a target for being taken advantage of. I learned pretty quickly who really cared about me and who just wanted a quick fix for their sprained ankle,” Darcy told him, a touch of sadness in her tone.
“When I read those Accords, I knew it was bullshit to control us and abuse us in the name of oversight,” she went on. “And I’m guessing you came to the same conclusion.”
“Sure did,” Johnny confirmed. “That’s our one common ground.”
He sighed dolefully as the van rumbled on. Yeah, he thought Darcy was plenty cute and all, but she wasn’t the type to ever be interested in him, he thought. Maybe as a substitute for Steve.
“You think you could melt the handcuffs off, Hot Stuff?” Darcy asked.
“Flattered as I am at the compliment, It would leave your hands pretty charred and I’m not gonna risk that. You need them for your science, after all,” he told her.
“I guess,” she sighed. “Natasha showed me how to dislocate my thumb to get out of cuffs, but they’re too tight for even that. We’re pretty much screwed.”
The van stopped and Darcy and Johnny tensed, waiting with baited breath, eyes widening as they heard scuffling sounds that turned into grunting and shouts and a weird clanging.
“Division among the henchmen?” Darcy whispered.
“Could be. Maybe they’re taking each other out with steel beams,” Johnny suggested. “That’s loud.”
Darcy giggled at the thought, imagining their captors brawling WWE style and braining each other with heavy crowbars or something.
After a few minutes of silence, the van doors were jerked open and a hooded figure holding a long metal pipe looked in on them.
“Are you okay?” said a gruff voice. Johnny didn’t recognize it, but Darcy’s eyes lit up.
“Yeah, except for numb fingers,” she told their visitor. “Are you our rescue?”
“Yeah,” Hooded guy said. “Dr. Foster and Dr. Richards passed the word along that you two had gone missing and We tracked you down.”
“Who’s we?” Johnny questioned suspiciously. “How do I know that you’re not just another one of Ross’s goons?”
Darcy shot Johnny a look of disapproval that he couldn’t see.
“Don’t you know who this is? The epitome of truth, justice, and freedom? He hates people like Ross.”
Their rescuer chuckled and bent down to pick the handcuffs. As soon as they were free, they took a good look and Johnny felt like he was looking in a mirror—a scruffy, dusty, bearded, insanely ripped mirror. It was obviously Steve Rogers.
“Oh. You.” He said slightly ungraciously. Darcy elbowed him.
“Ow!” he complained.
“I apologize for my ungrateful companion,” she told Steve. “He seems to resent you.”
“Join the club,” Steve said, looking very unsurprised.
“What club?”Johnny shot back, rubbing the feeling back into his hands. “Everyone worships you and makes sure I know what a big disappointment I am that I’m not you.”
“Not the time, buddy,” Darcy whispered. “We’re trying to get rescued, not hash out our insecurities.”
Steve looked at him steadily.
“I’m sorry to hear that, but if they can’t appreciate your value as your own person, that’s their problem. We’re all in the same boat right now and I could really use your mechanical skills to get the get-away vehicle running again.”
Johnny felt a tad bit ashamed of his outburst, but it felt good to know he could be of some use for once. A bit of tinkering and the three of them were on the road, headed for Steve’s current hideout.
“Feeling better?” Darcy asked him.
“Yeah,” Johnny admitted. “I guess I have more issues than I thought.” He put his head in his hands. “I’m just tired of people wanting me to be something I’m not.”
“I get that,” Darcy sighed. “Everyone expected me to be a doctor or a modern day Jesus, going around healing everything. It doesn’t work like that and My friends respect that. I don’t think you let many people see the real Johnny Storm and that’s too bad because I think underneath all the playboy tendencies and the Human Torch, you’ve got a big heart that loves to help people.”
“I’m not even sure who the real Johnny Storm is anymore,” he admitted.
“Welp, you’ll have plenty of time to figure that out,” Steve commented from the driver’s seat. “Living off the grid has brought me my own clarity. I hope it will for you, too.”
“Thanks,” Johnny said, kicking himself for how he’d acted. Steve hadn’t asked to be compared to anyone. “Nice work with the pipe, by the way.”
He nearly choked when Steve replied straight-faced “That’s what she said.”
Darcy burst into laughter and Johnny shook his head in stunned amusement.
“I take my cap off to you, Cap,” he told him. “I walked right into that one. Good to know your mind isn’t as squeaky clean as the press claims.”
“It’s like they forget I was in the army,” Steve said in fond exasperation.
#prompt fic#darcy lewis#johnny storm#steve rogers#potential multichapter fic#fantastic four#post civil war
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August 2021 MTH fills part 2/2
Part 1 here.
The best way to see all the fills that have been shared with us is our monthly roundups tag or our #MTH-fills channel on our Discord, but you can also view them through the following methods:
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To find specific content, use our completed works tag lists above which includes instructions on how to search for a particular character, gen or romantic relationship, universe, and fanwork type.
@deluxemycroft - “a mountain no man has mounted” (Bucky/Thor canon-divergent IW road trip fic) for aurilly
@festiveferret - “Beyond Form” (werewolf Bucky/veterinarian Tony AU fic) for @betheflame, @rise-up-ting-ting-like-glitter, sleepoverwork, rudearrow, @summerpipedream, wonderlandgirl, and @saganarojanaolt
Nivelle/@nivellesart - Bucky/Clint-inspired knitted socks for heyboy
@potterspink - 2"x2" watercolor portraits of Steve and Bucky for nostringsonme
Rainne/@rainnecassidy - “Close your eyes, have no fear” (Bucky/Darcy/Steve A/B/O accidental baby acquisition AU fic) for filthyassistant
@shipsicle - Art of Maria Rambeau, Rhodey, and Sam racing one another in the air for @nostalgicatsea - Art of Maria Rambeau, Rhodey, and Sam getting food at a diner after their race is over for @nostalgicatsea
@thirstinart - Art of Steve wearing a sweater and cooking and Steve and Tony having sex in front of a fireplace in a cabin for @fiftyshadesofstony (on Twitter)
TJ Crochets/@tj-crochets - Labrathor and Bucky Bear crochet dolls for catzy
#monthly roundup#august 2021#mth 2020#char: Bucky Barnes#char: Clint Barton#char: darcy lewis#char: James 'Rhodey' Rhodes#char: Maria Rambeau#char: sam wilson#char: steve rogers#char: thor#char: tony stark#ship: buckydarcysteve#ship: gen#ship: stony#ship: thunderwinter#ship: winterhawk#ship: winteriron#universe: any#universe: au#universe: mcu#auction: art#auction: craft#auction: fic
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BBB Weeks 8 & 9 Roundup!
Two weeks’ worth of fills, and WOW was everyone busy! We have so many wonderful works for this roundup, so go make sure to leave the creators some love!
Title: The Sea Casts its Spell Creator(s): Caiti Link: tumblr Square: B2 - Magical Accident Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky Barnes/Darcy Lewis/Clint Barton Warnings: n/a Major tags: Mood board, Alternate Universe Summary: “The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever.” ~Jacques Yves Cousteau Word count/format: Mood board
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Title: Plugged and Cuffed Creator(s): Slayer576 Link: ao3 Square: U3 - Kink: Edging Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Stucky Warnings: Explicit artword Major tags: Stucky, Oral Sex, Silver Fox Steve Summary: Silver Fox Steve eats out his younger partner Bucky Word count/format: Photo Manip
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Title: Home Again (Chapter 10) Creator(s): scottxlogan Link: ao3 Square: Adopted - Artificial Intelligence Rating: Mature Ship(s): Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark Warnings: Panic attack, blood loss Major tags: Post-Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug, Bucky Barnes Recovering, Supernatural Elements, Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Bucky Barnes Has PTSD, Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson Friendship, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Pre-Relationship, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Romance, Explicit Language Summary: Bucky and Tony work together to convince Sam that Tony is there with Bucky, but will Sam see things as they really are? When Tony pulls a few strings to get the wheels in motion on their mission, will it prove to be a success or a disaster when fate has other plans? Word count/format: 9992
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Title: Charred rafters Creator(s): nolanfa Link: tumblr Square: U3 - Bucky pointing a gun towards the camera Rating: Gen Ship(s): Bucky&Clint Warnings: none Major tags: war Summary: The world is grey and sad and on fire and someone is holding a rifle to Bucky's head. Word count/format: digital art
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Title: The End is the Beginning Creator(s): scottxlogan Link: ao3 Square: K5 - Sent to a different dimension Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark Warnings: Slight angst Major tags: Fix-It, Fluff and Angst, Domestic Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, Canon Divergence - Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Alternate Universe, Flirting Summary: Three weeks after Thanos caused Bucky and half the world disappear, Bucky finds himself in a new life where he's married to Tony and living a life he never thought possible. When the threat of the past comes to light again, will Bucky lose all the joy he's found in his new life that he's learning he can't live without? Word count/format: 5235
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Title: War of Hearts Creator(s): BookDragon13 Link: tumblr Square: C3 - Free space Rating: Gen Ship(s): Bucky Barnes/Clint Barton Warnings: None Major tags: a wedding, confessions of love, idiots in love Summary: Bucky denies his feelings of love for Clint to himself until his wedding day, at the very moment he’s at the altar where he’s supposed to be professing his love for Sharon. When Clint crashes the wedding, Bucky can’t hide it any more. Word count/format: 913
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Title: i can't see me loving nobody but you Creator(s): lavenderbucky Link: ao3 Square: K2 - Comfort Clothes Rating: Gen Ship(s): Steve/Bucky Warnings: None Major tags: Tooth-rotting Fluff, Declarations of Love, Coming Home, Carrying, Schmoop Summary: Steve and Bucky reunite after Steve comes home from a mission. Word count/format: 1082
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Title: home will always be here Creator(s): lavenderbucky Link: ao3 Square: C4 - Warm and Fuzzy Feelings Rating: Gen Ship(s): Steve/Bucky Warnings: None Major tags: Domestic Fluff, Carrying, Romantic, Planning Dates Summary: "The soothing sensation of Steve combing his fingers through his hair is what rouses Bucky. He snuffles a little and pushes his face further into the crook of his elbow. Where he's sitting, it's so warm and comfortable he wants to wrap himself up in the feeling forever." Steve carries Bucky to bed after he falls asleep on the couch. Word count/format: 594
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Title: Threefold Creator(s): Laevateinn Link: ao3 Square: U5 - Natasha Romanoff Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky Barnes/Natasha Romanov/ Steve Rogers Warnings: N/A Major tags: established relationship, polyamory, Dom/sub dynamics, Femdom, service top, impact play, fluff and smut, 3+1 sort of, Nat pov, art, soap art, embedded images Summary: Three hits to the heart son And it's poetry in motion Three hits to the heart son And the last one sings in me * * * When people have been and seen as much as Natasha, Bucky and Steve have, their relationship is bound to be special. Follow the trio as their find out how they can take care of each other through kink. Summary lyrics from "Three Hits" by the Indigo Girls. Written by Amy Ray. Word count/format: 9.5k
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Title: Duck, Buck! Creator(s): Laevateinn Link: ao3 Square: Adopted - Flutter Rating: Teen Ship(s): early stages of Bucky&Loki and Sam&Loki Warnings: N/A Major tags: crackfic, a bored Loki is a dangerous Loki, redwing Summary: Loki randomly popping up in his quarters is nothing too alarming. Loki looking bored is quite common. Loki looking very pleased and very much like the cat who got the cream - and the canary... is not very reassuring. Word count/format: 874
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Title: when is a monster not a monster? Creator(s): circaclementine Link: tumblr Square: B3 - AU: Supernatural Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers Warnings: None Major tags: Supernatural Crossover, Alternate Universe - Mythical Creatures, Alternate Universe - No Canon Powers, Phoenix!Bucky Barnes, Solider!Steve Rogers. Summary: Steve Rogers is perpetually in the wrong place at the wrong time. When what he sees isn't compatible with the world he knows, he digs into mythology and lore, hoping to uncover the secrets of the man who can turn others to ash with just a touch. His searching turns into a quest to discover the truth... and draws the kind of attention to himself that he's worked hard to avoid. With Steve's luck, it was only time before his target caught on. What has Steve gotten himself into? Who is the man in black? And most importantly... are monsters real? Word count/format: Moodboard
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Title: Home Again (Chapter 11) Creator(s): scottxlogan Link: ao3 Square: B2 - Bucky/Rhodey Rating: Mature Ship(s): Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark Warnings: Nightmares, Violence Major tags: Post-Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug, Bucky Barnes Recovering, Supernatural Elements, Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Bucky Barnes Has PTSD, Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson Friendship, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Pre-Relationship, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Romance, Explicit Language Summary: Bucky's world becomes a nightmare when he finds himself stuck in the past. When Bucky's dreams reveal something a bit darker, could it be the key to something more down the road? Upon awakening Bucky finds himself in a place where he hadn't anticipated going with familiar faces. The more time that passes, the more Bucky's feelings for Tony grow, but is what Bucky feeling one-sided or something that Tony wants to explore as well? Word count/format: 10694
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Title: The Devil Is in the Details (Sign on the Dotted Line) Creator(s): Faustess Link: ao3 Square: U3 - Takeout/Pizza Rating: Teen Ship(s): WinterIronHawk (Bucky x Tony x Clint) Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply; Gaslighting, Asshole!Tiberius Stone Major tags: Demon Summoning, Contracts, Witches, Angels & Demons Summary: Chapter Summary: Bucky convinces Tony to eat some of the takeout food he'd ordered. As they talk over their meal (with Tony doing Bucky a bit of a favor), they figure out a little more about why Bucky's even there in the first place before deciding to call Customer Service. Word count/format: 2543 (chapter), 6518 (cumulative)
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Title: Watching Creator(s): nolanfa Link: tumblr Square: C2 - Doctor's Appointment Rating: Gen Ship(s): Bucky&Clint Warnings: implied past child abuse Major tags: hospital Summary: Fanart for If I Knew You Were Coming I’d’ve Baked a Cake, by OddityBoddity (https://archiveofourown.org/works/2227905): Clint doesn't like to think about how he lost his hearing. Their current situation doesn't help. Word count/format: digital art
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Title: Enchanted Kiss Creator(s): ruckystarnes Link: tumblr Square: C2 - First Kiss Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky Barnes x OFC!Maeve Warnings: N/A Major tags: fluff, pining Summary: Maeve remembers James being the rascal of a boy that tormented her at court, and wasn't thrilled when he was put in the position as her personal guard. Over the years, she realized that he was no longer the brat she remembered, and she would steal glances at him when she would be at her place in the woods to get away from the pressures of being a princess. Word count/format: 2252
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Title: Dreaming Of You Creator(s): Otpcutie Link: tumblr Square: U4 - “As you wish.” Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Steve/Bucky Warnings: Transguy Steve, mentions of dysphoria Major tags: Transguy Steve, mutual pining, sexual exploration, first time, 1940s Summary: Steve arrives at Bucky’s and before he rouses from sleep, Steve notices he’s hard. He asks Bucky about the dream he was having and things progress from there… Word count/format: 12136
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Title: Summer Nights Creator(s): ruckystarnes Link: tumblr Square: U4 - Told You So Rating: Gen Ship(s): Bucky & Kobik, Bucky x Wanda Warnings: n/a Major tags: fluff Summary: Bucky comes back from a long mission late and Kobik missed him and wants to play. Even though he is tired to the bone, he agrees and introduces her to fireflies Word count/format: 1625
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Title: The Watery Expanse Creator(s): BBD2BH Link: tumblr Square: Y2 - Bed Sharing Rating: Mature Ship(s): Bucky/Steve Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Major tags: Modern AU, AU: Teachers, Cruise, Friends to Lovers, Bed Sharing Summary: Fellow teachers and best friends Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers are celebrating the end of the school year, but what they find is more than a holiday. Word count/format: 599
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Title: Dating During the Zombie Apocalypse and Other Problems with Bucky’s Love Life Creator(s): BBD2BH Link: tumblr Square: K4 - Lost in Translation Rating: Mature Ship(s): Bucky/Steve Warnings: Zombies Major tags: Canon Divergent, Online Dating, Zombie Apocalypse, Reunion Sex, Nightmares Summary: The problem with being a centenarian super soldier during the apocalypse is that it’s hard to find someone with shared life experiences, especially when half the dating pool has been turned into zombies. Although Bucky’s still not over Steve’s loss, he doesn’t have the energy to fight overly zealous and well-meaning Peter Parker. That’s why he agrees to an online dating profile, starts chatting with a user that goes by out_of_time, and figures out how to balance a social life with his very serious work of fighting zombies and saving the world. He also gets a surprise or two along the way. Word count/format: 5306
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Title: The adventures of parenthood Creator(s): AngelicalSlayer (Slayer576 on card) Link: tumblr Square: Y3 - Steve/Bucky Rating: Gen Ship(s): Steve/Bucky Warnings: NA Major tags: Stucky, kids, family, manip Summary: Bucky and Steve's journey of parenthood in 6 photos. Word count/format: Photo Manip compilation
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Title: Take a Chance on Me Creator(s): scottxlogan Link: ao3 Square: Y1 - AU: Arranged Marriage Rating: Mature Ship(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Scott Summers Warnings: Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Cheating Major tags: Sexual Content, Strangers to Lovers, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Summary: Bucky's long, lonely night at a club leads him to a one night stand filled with more promise than he imagined. Word count/format: 7304
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Title: a new path Creator(s): circaclementine Link: tumblr Square: K5 - Infinity Gems Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky/Steve Warnings: Non-explicit nudity in center image. Major tags: Canon-Adjacent, Retired Cap Steve Rogers, TFATWS Bucky Barnes, Identity Exploration, Fix It. Summary: After returning the infinity stones to their rightful places, and passing the shield to Sam, Steve leaves the earth in capable hands and finds a place on the water in New Asgard. Bucky doesn't go with him, feeling burdened by guilt and wanting to make amends. He works with Sam to help those in need, but can't help missing the only person he's ever truly loved. Once he visits Steve, who has found himself through growing out his hair and spending a lot of time in the water, Bucky starts to wonder if the real amends he needs to make are with himself. Word count/format: Moodboard
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Title: Air Mail Creator(s): Entwinedlove Link: ao3 Square: C1 - Passing Notes Rating: Gen Ship(s): Bucky Barnes & Minerva McGonagall Warnings: no archive warnings apply Major tags: Art, Fluff Summary: Bucky gets detention. Minerva gets thanked. Word count/format: 529
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Title: and that one regret (is you) Creator(s): liloau Link: ao3 Square: U2 - Waiting for Extraction Rating: Mature Ship(s): Steve/Bucky Warnings: N/A Major tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Pre-Serum Steve Rogers, Modern Bucky Barnes, Pining, Making Out Summary: “What, you don’t wanna kiss me, Stevie?” Bucky asks, using the hand on Steve’s back to pull him impossibly closer. “I don’t–” he starts before squeezing his eyes shut. The thing is, he does want to kiss Bucky. He’s wanted to kiss Bucky for years now, for longer than he would care to admit. Wanting it, however, doesn’t change the fact that kissing isn’t something that they do. They’re friends – best friends – and that’s where it ends. Word count/format: 2812
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Title: The Rules of Play (Ch 1) Creator(s): Ribbonsflying Link: ao3 Square: K3 - AU: Historical Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky/Steve Warnings: sex work Major tags: sex work, medieval, royalty au, secrets Summary: Prince Steven truly never meant to find himself in a brothel, and especially not spending money on a prostitute named James, but it seemed the man was impossible to stay away from. Bucky hadn't meant to lure the prince of the country to the Red Room Tavern and Brothel, but once Steve was there, who was Bucky if he didn't take advantage of the opportunity? Besides, the Crown owed him. This was just payback any way he could get it. And it seemed he had a few things Steve needed too even if the prince didn't realize it yet. Word count/format: 3896
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Title: The Rules of Play (Ch 2) Creator(s): Ribbonsflying Link: ao3 Square: U1 - Kink: Held Down Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky/Steve Warnings: sex work, bdsm Major tags: sex work, medieval, royalty au, secrets, bdsm Summary: Prince Steven truly never meant to find himself in a brothel, and especially not spending money on a prostitute named James, but it seemed the man was impossible to stay away from. Bucky hadn't meant to lure the prince of the country to the Red Room Tavern and Brothel, but once Steve was there, who was Bucky if he didn't take advantage of the opportunity? Besides, the Crown owed him. This was just payback any way he could get it. And it seemed he had a few things Steve needed too even if the prince didn't realize it yet. Word count/format: 6212
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Title: Bucky Barnes, ER Regular Creator(s): Ribbonsflying Link: ao3 Square: B3 - "You know you love me." Rating: Gen Ship(s): Bucky/Steve Warnings: injury, sutures Major tags: hospital setting, doctor steve, doctor sam, injured bucky, comedy Summary: A very accident prone Bucky Barnes has ended up in the ER with Dr. Wilson and Dr. Rogers again. It's a regular occurrence. Nobody takes any of it seriously at this point. Word count/format: 1879
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Title: Come Back, Be Here Creator(s): Ribbonsflying Link: ao3 Square: K1 - Misunderstandings Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky/Steve Warnings: acknowledgement of past homophobia Major tags: shield agent bucky, lgbtq+ themes, misunderstandings, Steve rogers and the 21st century Summary: Bucky Barnes is a SHIELD agent long before anyone discovers a WW2 jet in the Arctic. And when Steve comes back, Bucky just wants to show him how happy he is that they're together again. Maybe it's too much, too fast. Word count/format: 10962
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Title: Both Tender and Near Creator(s): Ribbonsflying Link: ao3 Square: K5 - Fluff Rating: Mature Ship(s): Bucky/Steve Warnings: Talk of sex, people naked (bath) Major tags: candles, birthday, dancing, bath, fluff Summary: Late night romantic Valentine's-birthday-something with Steve and Bucky. It's fluff, y'all. Word count/format: 1976
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Title: Catnapped, Ch 7 Creator(s): ChrissiHR Link: ao3 Square: B2 - Bucky/Darcy Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky/Darcy Warnings: (it’s fluffy humor, no warnings apply) Major tags: Fluff, Crack, Action/Adventure, Age Regression, Magical Realism, Suspense, Diet Angst, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Kitten Shenanigans Summary: When she wakes, she’s human again. Naked again, too. She recognizes right away that she’s on Asgard in the guest room Frigga always gives her with the pretty holographic rainbow floral wallpaper. There’s a soft knock on some distant door and she hears footsteps padding across the floor a few rooms away. The now-familiar timbre of Bucky’s voice thanks someone, but the actual words are lost to her human ears. A moment later, Frigga’s form fills the doorway to Darcy’s bedroom. “My little witchling, what an adventure you’ve had these past few days.” Word count/format: 2335
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Title: Dancing is Espionage 101 Creator(s): ChrissiHR Link: ao3 Square: Y3 - ballet Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky/Clint Warnings: past het romance mentioned Major tags: etting Together, Slow Dancing, Height Differences, Forehead Kisses, First Kiss, mentions of past Darcy/Clint Summary: Clint knows how to dance, obviously. He’s a spy, for Christ’s sake. That’s, like, Espionage 101. Every spy learns how to dance. It’s a critically important tool in the modern espionage toolkit. And in the circus, Clint had a lot of dance training, now he thinks about it. Ballet, jazz, tap, aerial performance… But none of that prepared him for this. Word count/format: 1096
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Title: Worthy (originally titled ‘Ugly Sweater Party’) Creator(s): ChrissiHR Link: ao3 Square: K3 - matchmakers Rating: Teen Ship(s): (established) Bucky/Clint, Darcy/Steve Warnings: (none applies, it’s all fluff) Major tags: Established Bucky Barnes/Clint Barton, Endgame Fix-Its for Everyone!, Matchmaking, Avengers Family, Babies, holiday fluff Summary: … in which Clint knows the same more or less goes for super soldiers, too. Clint adopts all the strays—as always—and earns that Team Sniper Dads mug he got for Christmas, Steve Rogers returns after his trip back in time to return the stones, and Bucky realizes he really did leave all the stupid with him. Word count/format: 4564
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Title: In the Service of Two Lords Creator(s): ChrissiHR Link: ao3 Square: K5 - historical Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky/Clint, Bucky/Clint/Nat Warnings: Explicit mlm Sex, Explicit Het Sex Acts, Institutionalized Surrogacy, Not a Handmaid’s Tale AU Major tags: Alternate Universe - Regency, Sex Positive, Sex Work, Polyamory, Surrogacy, Everything is Beautiful and Nothing Hurts, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Safe Sane and Consensual Summary: “Natashka.” King Steven murmured his favorite courtier’s diminutive name, a quiet request to join him in his privy closet for a chat he’d rather have without additional ears listening. “Your Majesty.” Natasha curtsied, low and deeply respectful, as she entered the king-consort’s closet. “Join me, please.” The king motioned to the settee nearest his retiring room where none should be hovering this time of day, nor waiting to listen in. “I’ve had no good word from Brooklyne these two years past on our project of special concern. I think the time has come for you to retire home to nudge them along.” King Steven sighed. He would miss her excellent company, but he could not be selfish in this. Prospect Park at Brooklyne was, in every way, her home. James and Clint missed her company, as well, he knew. “I am no longer under contract to Lord Barton,” Lady Romanoff reminded her king. “And, of course, we understand why,” King Steven assured his very good friend. “That does not mean you could not sign a new contract, perhaps with James,” the king pointed out slyly. “You are meddling,” Lady Romanoff accused. Word count/format: 1403
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Title: In the Service of Two Lords, Ch 2 Creator(s): ChrissiHR Link: ao3 Square: C1 - WinterHawk Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky/Clint, Bucky/Clint/Natasha Warnings: Explicit mlm Sex, Explicit Het Sex Acts, Institutionalized Surrogacy, Not a Handmaid’s Tale AU Major tags: Alternate Universe - Regency, Sex Positive, Sex Work, Polyamory, Surrogacy, Everything is Beautiful and Nothing Hurts, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Safe Sane and Consensual Summary: “You could hire on as many as three surrogates at a time, though,” Natasha pointed out. “Why not hire surrogates instead?” “We’ve talked about beginning the search,” he said, nodding, but refusing to meet her eyes. “Why only talk?” she demanded. “Four years your duchy has been without an heir.” “Clint hoped…” James pressed his lips together. “What did Clint hope?” Natasha asked. “For a flexible sort of arrangement. That you and I would come to an understanding between us.” Word count/format: 879
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Title: In the Service of Two Lords, Ch 3 Creator(s): ChrissiHR Link: ao3 Square: K4 - Clint Barton/Hawkeye Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky/Clint, Bucky/Clint/Natasha Warnings: Explicit mlm Sex, Explicit Het Sex Acts, Institutionalized Surrogacy, Not a Handmaid’s Tale AU Major tags: Alternate Universe - Regency, Sex Positive, Sex Work, Polyamory, Surrogacy, Everything is Beautiful and Nothing Hurts, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Safe Sane and Consensual Summary: They gathered for their family meeting at the week’s end just as James predicted. Word count/format: 4308
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Title: Day 50: Reignited Creator(s): circaclementine Link: ao3 Square: C3 - Free Space Rating: Mature Ship(s): Steve/Bucky Warnings: Grief/Mourning, Discussions of Child Loss. Major tags: Alternate Universe - Police, Nightmares, Grief, Reconnecting, Empathy. Summary: Back from his plague den, Bucky seems more human than he has in weeks. Steve worries when Bucky wakes from a nightmare, and they learn a little more about each other. Word count/format: 3899
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Title: Story/Fic Creator(s): Sophie Link: tumblr Square: K4 - Shuri Rating: Teen Ship(s): N/A Warnings: Signs of PTSD , Mentions of Sucide Attempt , Anxiety Attack , Panic Attack Major tags: Signs of PTSD Summary: After Sam finds Bucky after his attempt the first thing Sam does is take Bucky to Shuri for Help Word count/format: 414
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Title: Story/Fic Creator(s): Sophie Link: tumblr Square: Y5 - Winter Soldier Murder Walk Rating: Teen Ship(s): N/A Warnings: Animal Death , Alter Major tags: Winter Soldier Takes Over Summary: As Bucky Falls asleep the other Version of Him Takes over Word count/format: 347
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Title: Clint Barton You Are Under Arrest Creator(s): Sophie Link: tumblr Square: C2 - Crossover: Marvelverse/Marvelverse Rating: Teen Ship(s): Clint/Bucky Warnings: Mentions of Death Major tags: Clint meets different universe Bucky , Other Universe Bucky Arrests Clint Summary: While Bucky is in the hibernation Chamber for the night Clint runs into his lookalike Word count/format: 507
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Title: Two New Hands Creator(s): Sophie Link: tumblr Square: Y3 - Vibranium Rating: Teen Ship(s): Clint/Bucky Warnings: Amputation , Mentions of Burns Major tags: Amputation , PTSD , Burns Summary: Clint makes a hard choice and Bucky learns to adapt to his new hands Word count/format: 513
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Title: Letting the Anger Out Creator(s): Sophie Link: tumblr Square: K1 - Ghosts Rating: Teen Ship(s): Clint/Bucky Warnings: Post Endgame , PTSD Major tags: Talking to Old Friends, Post Endgame Summary: Bucky goes to the museum to vent to his two friends at their memorial plaques Word count/format: 296
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Title: Home Again (Chapter 12) Creator(s): scottxlogan Link: ao3 Square: K4 - Upgrade Rating: Mature Ship(s): Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark Warnings: Supernatural Elements, Canon-Typical Violence, References to Depression, Bucky Barnes Has PTSD, Angst and Hurt/Comfort Major tags: Post-Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug, Bucky Barnes Recovering, Supernatural Elements, Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Bucky Barnes Has PTSD, Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson Friendship, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Pre-Relationship, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Romance, Explicit Language Summary: Tony is unsettled by Stark 2.0's fascination with Bucky, but before he and Bucky can explore more in depth why that is, the team comes together to discuss plans for the future after Bucky, Tony and Bruce have a heart to heart conversation with one another. Word count/format: 12003
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Title: Surprise Before Coffee Creator(s): Girl Back There Link: tumblr Square: Y4 - Plot Twist Rating: Gen Ship(s): Bucky/Sam Warnings: No warnings apply Major tags: Modern Bucky, Merman Sam, Sam's got a secret, Moodboard Summary: Bucky had a heck of a shock before he could drink his coffee when he found Sam in the bathtub… with a caudal fin. Word count/format: 0
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Title: The Hunt Creator(s): Girl Back There Link: tumblr Square: C2 - AU: Cop/Detective/FBI Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky/Sam Warnings: No warnings apply Major tags: Winter Soldier Bucky, FBI Agent Sam, on the run, Moodboard and short fic Summary: After two years of hard work, chasing ghosts around the world, and hitting many dead ends, Sam finally finds a lead that brings him face to face with the Winter Soldier. Word count/format: N/a
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Title: Happy Passover Creator(s): Girl Back There Link: tumblr Square: B2 - Sam Wilson/Falcon Rating: Gen Ship(s): Bucky/Sam Warnings: No warnings apply Major tags: Jewish Bucky Barnes, Passover Seder, First Passover, Moodboard and Drabble Summary: It was their first Passover as a couple. Well, it was Sam’s first Passover period. And because it was important to his boyfriend Sam offered to attend the Passover Seder with Bucky's and meet his family. Word count/format: 100
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Title: Ride It Creator(s): newtypeshadow Link: ao3 Square: K2 - Rifle Rating: Teen Ship(s): WinterIron to Stuckony Warnings: Threatened exhibitonism Major tags: Canon Divergence - Post-Avengers (2012), Established Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark, Getting Together, Banter Summary: Tony picks Bucky up in a flying car. They decide to give Steve a ride. (Pun intended.) Word count/format: 444
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Title: Lazy Morning Creator(s): Laevateinn Link: ao3 Square: C5 - Fluff Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers Warnings: N/A Major tags: pure fluff, Domestic, retired Steve and Bucky, Alpine is a little devil, Inspired by Fanart Summary: After a bad night, all Steve wants is to be able to be there for Bucky. That starts with breakfast. Word count/format: 1.9k
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Title: Senior Dip Creator(s): sanguineterrain Link: tumblr Square: C4 - pining Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky/Reader Warnings: none Major tags: college AU, nerd!bucky, beach Summary: You're dragged to the Senior Dip by your best friend, Wanda. Cold water is cold water. Good thing some people were smart enough to bring a hoodie. Word count/format: 1385
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Title: I See Red Creator(s): spinachgarden Link: ao3 Square: Y3 - Bucky/Natasha Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky/Natasha Warnings: mild body horror Major tags: Unhappy ending, mind control, mild body horror, psychological thriller, the hex Summary: Bucky's life with Natasha is perfect, until it starts to crumble around the edges. Word count/format: 1.1k
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Title: It's Your Choice If I Flirt With You Or Not Creator(s): nixies-creations Link: ao3 Square: B5 - Picture of Bucky from the moving Cap: WS, of Bucky holding the SHIELD and dressed as the Winter Soldier Rating: Gen Ship(s): Darcy Lewis/Bucky Barnes Warnings: No Major Archive Warnings Apply Major tags: Fluff, Pre-relationship, POV Bucky Barnes Summary: Better Darcy who wouldn’t hold any reaction he has against him — like Steve, Sam or Nat might have. Not that it was the only reason he’d asked her of course — but it certainly was something he’d thought about when he had. No, what he’s unsure of, is why he feels nervous butterflies fluttering in his belly. Wondering why he feels as if he’s on a first date with her, because this isn’t a date, is it? No, no, Bucky thinks to himself. This isn’t. Word count/format: 571
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Title: Relaxing Weekend Creator(s): Laevateinn Link: ao3 Square: Adopted - Nerf/water gun fight Rating: Gen Ship(s): Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers Warnings: N/A Major tags: Drabble, moodboard, Modern AU, College AU, Pool Summary: Steve and Bucky had chosen the perfect weekend to escape civilisation. Nice weather, not too hot but just enough to appreciate the cottage’s pool... Word count/format: 100 + moodboard
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Title: Tell me you love this, chapter 11 Creator(s): Sunqueen Link: ao3 Square: B1 - Disability Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky/Steve Warnings: PTSD Bucky (flashbacks), asshole Alexander Pierce Major tags: A/b/o dynamics, dom/sub dynamics, trauma recovery Summary: Bucky doesn't want a relationship. until he meets Steve. Chapter: Bucky runs into Pierce. Steve helps him process it. Word count/format: 6405 (69k entire fic)
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Title: Mr. & Mrs. Barnes Creator(s): ruckystarnes Link: tumblr Square: B3 - AU: Spy, Secret Agent, Assassin, or Hitman Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky x Wanda Warnings: n/a Major tags: weapons, assassins, mercenaries Summary: A married couple are the top mercenaries in the world Word count/format: n/a
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Title: Smirking gunman Creator(s): nolanfa Link: tumblr Square: U1 - Live on TV Rating: Teen Ship(s): N/A Warnings: Implied violence Major tags: Rifle Summary: Fanart for If I Knew You Were Coming I’d’ve Baked a Cake, by OddityBoddity (https://archiveofourown.org/works/2227905): Bucky knows he's better than you, and he's got a rifle in his hands. Word count/format: digital art
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Title: Sun & Sand Creator(s): ruckystarnes Link: tumblr Square: K3 - Butts, Biceps, and Barnes Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky x Wanda Warnings: n/a Major tags: fluff, flirting, pining, lip biting Summary: Wanda wanders down to the beach for alone time Word count/format: 3054
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Title: Chapter Six Creator(s): ruckystarnes Link: tumblr Square: U2 - Drunk Dial Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky x OFC!Constance Wallace Warnings: n/a Major tags: drinking, swearing, pining, drunkenness' Summary: Constance sneaks out of the mansion to drown herself with liquor by the poolside; Bucky gets caught up in Constance's feelings and oversteps Word count/format: 3159
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I’m Only Human
Chapter 1
Pairing- Loki x Mutant Reader, Thor x Mutant Reader(Best friends)
Warning- cursing
H/c- hair color
Puente Antiguo,New Mexico
The Suv sits parked in the desert. Suddenly, the roof panel of the Suv FoldOpen. The underside of the panels house a variety of hand-built Astronomical Devices, which now point at the sky. Jane Foster pops her head through the roof. She positions a Magnetometer, so its monitor calibrates with the constellations above. It appears to be cobbled together from spare parts of other devices. “Hurry!” Jane Insisted. Hearing a loud Bang followed by muffled cursing from below. Jane offers a hand down to Erik Selvig who emerges as well, rubbing his head.”Oh-- watch your head.”
“Thanks. So what's this "anomaly" of yours supposed to look like?” Erik wondered.
“Hopefully you only get a headache from how hard you hit your head” Y/n Munroe giggled as she opens the back door of the suv and jump out.
“ Explain to me why you’re here again” Erik murmured.
“ If I remember correctly you found me and asked if I could be your assistant.” Y/n proclaimed flipping her white and h/c out her face.
“It’s a little different each time. Once it looked like, I don't know,melted stars, pooling in a corner of the sky. But last week it was a rolling rainbow ribbon--"Racing "˜round Orion?" I've always said you should have been a poet.” Erik joked.
Jane reigns in her excitement. She tries for dignity. “Hey, Darcy. Pass up the bubbly and my gloves, will you?.” Jane asked. The Intern Darcy Lewis hands Jane a bottle of Champagne and a pair of gloves through the window. Jane passes it to Selvig to hold while she pulls on the old gloves -- too large and masculine for her small hands. He starts to unwrap the foil, and she stops his hand with an excited grin.”Not until you see it!”
“I recognize those. Think how proud he'd be to see you now.”Erik shared.
Jane's grin fades to a sad smile.”Thank you.”
“For what?”
“The benefit of the doubt.”The three stare out at the sky expectantly. A long beat while they scan the skies. Nothing. Jane's worried. “It's never taken this long before.”
Darcy calls up from the front seat. “Can I turn on the radio?”
“Sure, if you like rocking out to KFRM,All agriculture, all the time. Worried, Jane heads back down into the vehicle.
Y/n walks up to Suv window “Don’t worry everything will work out”Y/n told Jane with a small smile.
The SUV is bathed in the glow of high-tech monitorin equipment and laptops, some looking like they're held together with duct tape. Jane opens a well-worn notebook of handwritten notes and calculations. Selvig watches the frustrated Jane with sympathy.
“The anomalies are always precipitated by geomagnetic storms.”Jane began. She shows Erik and Y/n a complicated chart she's drawn in the book, tracking occurrences and patterns.”The last seventeen occurrences have been predictable to the minute... I just don't understand.”she pondered.
Something catches Darcy's eye out the driver's side mirror. She adjusts it. In the distance, Odd Glowing cloud form in the skies over the Northeastern end of the desert. “Jane?” Darcy calls small panicky voiceJane shushes her, leafs through her notes. The bottle of champagne begins to vibrate.
“There's got to be some new variable... Or an equipment malfunction.” Jane wonders.The lights and equipment in the Suv begin to Flickr around them. The computer monitors squelch with static.
“I don't think there's anything wrong with your equipment...” Darcy stated.
The champagne bottle starts to Rattles noisily now as it shakes more violently. Jane,Y/n and Selvig notice.They watch it curiously, pressure building up inside it, when the cork explodes out of it. Champagne goes spewing everywhere -- over equipment, over Jane. “Jane?”
“What?!”Jane snapped.
“I think you want to see this.”Darcy points out the window. Jane,Y/n and Selvig look out. Over the desert Massive rainbow cloud Churn in the sky. The three stare, dumbfounded.
“Holy Shit” Y/n swore.
“Holy. Shatner.” Jane blurted.
“That's your "subtle" aurora?!” Erik teased.
“No-- yes! Let's go!” Jane noted.
“See patience is a virtue” Y/n called out as she is standing in the middle of it all.
The roof panels still open, the Suv races towards the strange event, Jane, amazed by the sight, stands with half her body out the roof, taking video of the light storm before them.
The SUV hits a bump. Jane nearly flies out but Selvig grabs her, yanks her back in.
“Y/n gets to be out there and I can’t” Jane grins, thrilled, pumped with adrenaline
“ Well Y/n is not like us” Erik replied.
.”Isn’t this great?!”Jane started with excitement in her voice. A thought strikes her.”You’re seeing it too, right? I'm not crazy?
“That's debateable. Put your seat belt on!” Erik encouraged Jane. Winds howls around the SUV now. Up ahead, spiraling down from out of the clouds comes -- an Enormous tornadoSuffuse with the strange rainbow light, roaring like a thousand freight trains as it touches down.
“Are you doing this!” Erik yelled at Y/n .
“Erik I can change the weather not make a Rainbow tornados.” Y/n yells at in a dry tone.
Selvig looks up through the still-open sunroof at the enormous glowing funnel cloud with wonder. Jane clambers into the front seat, beside Darcy. She leans way out the window, Taping the storm.
“You've gotta get us closer so I can take a magnetic reading.” Jane Announced.
Darcy laughs.”Yeah, right! Good one.”Pauses.“Oh God, you're serious...”
“You want those college credits or not?” Jena noted.
Erik yells out to Y/n” we’re going to get closer!”
” OK I’ll catch up!” Y/n yells back at Erik as she stands in the middle of the desert watching this mystical tornado.
The SUV tears across a field towards the tornado, Jane leaning out the window, taping the event. The Suv disturbs two ravens perched on a cactus as they race past. The birds take flight, when -- KRAKABOOM! A huge bolt of lightningstrikes down through the center of the funnel cloud before them with a terrifying intensity. The Suv rocks from the blast. Darcy's had enough. She turns the wheel, starts to head away”Keep the credits. I'll intern at Burger King.”Darcy voiced.
“What are you doing?!” Jane yelped.
“Saving our lives!”
Jane grabs the wheel, jerks it hard the other way. They struggle for control, when the headlights fall on a man.Directly in their path, stumbling through the winds. Darcy slams on the brakes, Jane turns the wheel hard to avoid him.The SUV swerves but too late. The side of the SUV slams into the man with a Thud, sending him flying. The car skids to a stop.
Y/n flies over to see what all the commotion is about. “What’s going on” Y/n wondered but sees a man unconscious on the groundA paralyzed moment, then they all leap out of the car. Jane, Darcy, and Selvig trade shocked looks, breathing hard.They peer through the dust clouds, unable to see through The four of them race from the SUV with flashlights. Jane spots the man lying on the ground. He's dressed in tattered clothing,charred and blackened.
“I think that was legally your fault.”Darcy claimed to Y/n in a very convincing voice.
“Get the first aid kit.” Jane urged anyone who was listening.
Darcy heads back inside the SUV as Jane, concerned, kneels next to the man. Selvig and Y/n hovers, protectively. She gently turns his head to the light, and we see him clearly for the first time. He is magnificently handsome,long blonde hair flowing around his classically sculpted Features. She cups her hands around his face, as if willing the life back into him.
“Come on, big guy. Do me a favor and don't be dead, okay? Open your eyes and look at me.”Jane wheedled.
Suddenly, he groans, and she's startled, then relieved, as his eyes flutter open. She looks deep into his confused, azure eyes, which at last focus on her own. Locking onto them.For a moment, they each forget to breathe. The connection is broken as Darcy returns with the kit. She freezes when she sees how gorgeous the man is.
“Wow. Does he need CPR? Because I know CPR.” Darcy Chimed in.
A flustered Jane smooths her hair and sits back on her heels. She looks up at Selvig. Back to being a scientist.
“His eyes-“Jane started.
“Are beautiful-.” Darcy in a voice soft with affection.
“ -Are dilating. That's a good praised sign. Jane said with a note of relief.
“We still have to get him to a hospital.” Erik disclosed.
“After we get a reading on the storm?”Jane answered.
“Immediately Jane” Erik insisted.
“Guys this is my forte I’ll stop the storm then we can take this guy hospital” Y/n put forth as she holds out her hands eyes turning white. Jane,Darcy and Erik watching the storm evaporate above their heads.
“Where did he come from? “They exchange puzzled looks, as we move up through the last glowing remnants of the storm. Earth spins slowly before us as we hear a voice, deep and resonant -- the voice of Heimdall Gatekeeper of Asgard. “Questions, they've always asked questions -- this race called man, on this planet they call earth.Passionately longing to know how they are connected to the heavens. We pull away from the planet, widening, past other worlds, cosmic debris -- leaving first our solar system, then out . In ages past, they looked to us as gods, for indeed so many times we saved them from calamity. We tried to show them how their world was but one of the Nine realms and in the Nine realms is a planet called a Asgard.” Beautiful beyond imagination. We fly over the magnificent
landscape of the Realm, through the gleaming capital city, modern yet timeless. The palace rises countless stories tall, gleaming with an other-worldly majesty, towering high above the Realm sprawled out before it. We move towards a large window of the palace, where a Figure stands. Odin Stares out at his kingdom. The ravens fly up to the balcony,land at his side.
Odin turns away from the window. His wife Frigga sits at a vanity and tries different earrings before the mirror.
“Do you think he's ready?” Odin wonder.
“He thinks he is. He has his father's confidence.”Frigga replies.
“He'll need his father's wisdom.” Odin told Frigga.”And his humility?” She remarked
Odin makes a face at this wife. “Thor won't be alone. Loki will be at his side to give him counsel.Have faith in your sons.” Frigga pointed out.
“Yes, but Thor's still a boy. He could be a great King...” Odin stops, notices his hand shaking. It seems to be out of synch temporally with the rest of the world, leaving a trail as it moves. He stares at it determinedly, concentrating,trying to stop the strange event through the force of his sheer will.Finally, the occurrence subsides, his hand normal once more. A worried Frigga covers his hand with her own.
“...if we only had more time.” He whispered.
“ For once, our son needs something we cannot provide.”She voiced.
“I can fight it a little longer...” he murmured
“No. You've put it off too long! I worry for you.” She said with a fond look.
Odin touches her cheek.”I've destroyed demons and monsters,devastated whole worlds, laid waste to mighty kingdoms, and still you worry for me?”Odin said in a voice soft with affection.
“Always.”
“Not today. Now come kiss your king... while I'm still king.” He pulls her close, and they kiss.
Directly under the throne room, a gloomily lit hall. Banners hang on either side to form a corridor down the middle of the fire lit room. Giant doors open at one end. A huge figure silhouetted against the bright light beyond walks forward. In slo-mo, we recognize the unmistakable shape of the God of Thunder. Hammer in hand, he reaches the end of a raised platform. An attendant hands the figure a goblet of wine. He downs it quickly, hurls it towards the fire directly below.
“Another!” The cup smashes, the alcohol causes the fire to glow intensely -- and, for a moment, brightly lit, and seen full length, like a King to be, is The mighty Thor. He proceeds down stops, past camera, and down the center of the Hall.
We follow from behind and see at the other end, massively shadowed on one of the great banners, the shape of two great horns. As Thor approaches, the horn shapes move, and then, from the shadows at the side, emerges Loki, wearing his horned headpiece. Like Thor, he is dressed for a great ceremony. They stand by a brazier at the foot of steps that lead up to the crowded throne room.
“Nervous, brother?” Loki asked Thor.
“Have you ever known me to be nervous?” Thor grinned.
“There was the time in Nornheim...”Loki Trailed off.
“That wasn't nerves, brother. I was the rage of battle. How else could I have fought my way through a hundred warriors and pulled us out alive?” Thor replied to Loki as The Attendant approaches with another goblet of wine for Thor.
“As I recall, I was the one who veiled us in smoke to ease our escape.”Loki put forth.
“Some do battle, others just do tricks.
The Attendant stifles a laugh. Loki notices, doesn't like it. He gestures towards the goblet in the Attendant's hand. Eeels pour over the sides of the goblet, slithering out and across the terrified Attendant's hand. He scream, hurls the goblet to the ground. Loki chuckles.
“Loki...” Thor warned Loki. Loki gestures to the writhing eels on the ground. They turn back to spilled wine, the illusion shattered. “Now that was just a waste of good wine.”
“Just a bit of fun.” Loki said to the Attendant.” Right, my friend?”The Attendant isn't so sure. Thor dons his Eagle winged helmet.
“Nice feathers.” Loki told Thor about his helmet.
“You don't really want to start this again, do you, Cow?” Thor teased Loki.
“I was being sincere!” Loki Announced.
“You're incapable of sincerity.” Thor proclaimed to Loki.
“Am I?” Loki replied. He looks his brother in the eye, all pretense lost.”I've looked forward to this day as long as you have. You're my brother and my friend. Sometimes I'm envious, but never doubt that I love you.”
Thor searches his brother's face, sees no trace of irony. He's either speaking from his heart or he's a very, very good liar. Maybe both. Thor puts an appreciative hand on his brother's shoulder.
“Thank you.” The two brothers take in the moment a beat, then.
“Give us a kiss.” Loki teased Thor.
“Stop.” Thor makes the final adjustments to his ceremonial wear. “How do I look?” Thor questioned Loki.
“Like a king.” Loki shared as They hear the blast of a ceremonial Horn.”It's time.”
“You go ahead.” Loki casts him a wary look.”I'll be along. Go on.” Thor disclosed in a casual tone. Loki heads inside the palace without his brother.
Volstagg combs his great beard in preparation for the big event. As he does, he's surprised to find a stray grape stuck in the beard. He pulls it out, looks around, then eagerly pops it into his mouth and gobbles it down. Fandral checks his reflection in a mirror, smooths out his moustache, gives himself a dashing smile. A Pretty Maiden holds the mirror before him, as other Maidens look on dreamily.
“Thank you, love.” Fandral said in a flirtatious way the Maidens. ”Now who'd like to polish my sword for me?” Fandral Announced and the giddy Maidens eagerly raise their hands.
Hogun stands staring ahead grimly, his hands folded in front of him, amidst the hustle and bustle of the attendants and the ceremony preparations going on around him. A Helpful attendants approaches him and starts to polish his armor. Hogun turns his head, gives him a look. Intimidated, the Attendant quickly backs away. From behind, we see a Woman In ceremonial Armor take off her Sword and set it on a table, then her Shield, then several Hidden Daggers and small, yet intimidating Weapons . We reveal that it's Sif, looking radiant. She eyes the weapons on the table.
“I'll miss you.” Sif whimpered to her weapons.
Colorful ceremonial Banners of the Nine Realms adorn the room, crowded with Aesir and representatives from across Yggdrasil, all Buzzing with excitement. Thor's Comrades enter and stride to their place of honor at the front of the hall. They are... The Warriors Three.
Volstagg has the girth and strength of a Sumo wrestler, with oversized passions to match. Fandral, the consummate swashbuckler, is agile, charismatic, and nattily dressed. Hogun-- dark, sullen, brooding -- a large mace slung at his side. With them walks the warrior maiden Sif. She's clad in armor,a shield and sword at her side -- a beauty not to be trifled with.
“I hope this goes quickly. I'm famished.” Volstagg grinned.
“Noooo!” Fandral squeaked.
Are you attached to that pretty face of yours? Because one more word, and you won't be. Volstagg commented.
“My, we are hungry, aren't we?” everyone laughs except Hogun.
Fandral turns to him.”Go on, Hogun. Smile. You can do it. Even you, Hogun the Grim. Just one smile.” Fandral urged Hogun who just stares at him grimly. “All right, half a smile. Look,forget the smile, just show some teeth.” Fandral made public.
“Fandral, is it true the famous Warriors Three are ready to meet any challenge?” Sif asked.
“Name it, Lady Sif.”Fandral insisted.
“Keep your mouth shut.” Sif teased.
Imposing Einherjar Guards clad in armor, swords at the ready,stand watch inside the massive underground structure beneath the palace. A cold Breeze blows past them. Thor stands, his fingers nervously drumming the handle of his hammer. Frigga approaches behind him, sees his anxiety.
“It's all right to be nervous.” Frigga chimed in.
Why does everyone keep saying that? I'm not nervous!” Thor proclaimed in a Casual tone.
“You may be able to fool the rest of Asgard-
“...But never you. I know.”
“Thor, just remember that you have something even the great Allfather never had.”
“And what is that?”
“Me for a mother.” She smiles.”Now don't keep your father waiting.” Frigga told Thor then leaves.
Sif and the Warriors Three still wait before the crowd. Loki and Frigga enter.
“ There’s something I have to tell you after the ceremony it is very important” Frigga shared with Loki.
“I will mother” Loki agreed as he takes his place at the front of the Phall alongside the others. With another blast of the horn,the crowd goes silent as the Einherjar honor Guards moves into formation. They part to reveal Odin sitting atop his throne, clad in full ceremonial armor. He holds his spear Gungnir before him. Any trace of weakness in him is gone now. He exudes all the power and majesty of a Ruler of Asgard. Frigga joins him at his side. He looks around the hall, casts a glance over to the Warriors. Thor is nowhere to be seen. Odin looks to Loki. Loki shrugs. Odin isn't pleased.A murmur spreads through the crowd.
“Where is he?.” Volstagg asked Loki.
“He said he'd be along.” Loki replied. Sif realizes the truth, shakes her head in disapproval.
“What?” Volstagg questioned Sif.
“He wants to make an entrance.” Sif told Volstagg.
“Well, if he doesn't show up soon,he shouldn't bother. Odin looks like he's ready to feed him to his ravens.” Fandral commented.
“I wouldn't worry. Father will forgive him. He always does.” Loki replied.
Just then, at the back of the hall, up the steps from the lower level Mjolnir Roars up into the hall, Thor strides cockily into the hall behind it, catching it behind his back. The Crowd erupts in Cheers. Thor spins his hammer with a flourish, holds it up before the crowd, basking in the moment, relishing the adoration, whipping his audience up into a frenzy.
“Oh, please.” Sif murmured.
Odin watches from the front, not liking this showy display. As the sound of the cheers echo from above, the odd, cold breeze picks up in the Vault. The Guards rub their limbs to warm themselves. They grow increasingly uneasy, sensing something's not right. They exchange a look, then walk the length of the Vault's hallway to its end, where a Casket sits undisturbed upon a pedestal. Large shadows suddenly loom over them. They look up and Shout in terror as they raise their weapons.Thor finishes stirring up the crowd, then reaches the front of the room, kneels on one knee before his mother and father. Frigga casts him an admonishing glance. Thor winks up at her. She can't help but smile. Odin strikes Gungnir upon the ground with a deafening Boom.
The crowd falls silent. Odin speaks with quiet, effortless authority. He raises Gungnir before him.
“Gungnir. Its aim is true, its power strong. With it I have defended Asgard and the lives of the innocent across the Nine Realms since the time of the Great Beginning. And though the day has come for a new King to wield his own weapon - that duty remains the same. Thor Odinson, my heir, my first-born.”Pauses.” So long entrusted with this mighty hammer, Mjolnir. Forged in the heart of a dying star, from the sacred metal of Uru. Only one may lift it. Only one is worthy. Who wields this hammer commands the lightning and the storm. Its power has no equal -- as a weapon, to destroy, or as a tool, to build. It is a fit companion for a King.” Odin proclaimed.
The bodies of the Guards are flung to the Vault's floor, now strewn with ice. We don't see their attackers clearly, just catch glimpses of them in the shadows -- but they are large and blue-skinned. One of the creatures lifts the Casket off its stand and turns to go. But, as they do, the intricate latticework behind the Casket starts to separate and retract, revealing something standing in the shadows behind it. As the creatures walk away, a fiery glow rises behind them. They turn back around. Now it's their turn to Scream.
The Ceremony continues.
“Today I entrust you with thegreatest honor in all the Nine Realms. The sacred throne of Asgard. I have sacrificed much to achieve peace. So, too, must a new generation sacrifice to maintain that peace. Responsibility, duty, honor. These are not merely virtues to which we must aspire. They are essential to every soldier and to every King.” Odin declared.
The Crowd and the Warriors Three start to shiver and rub their limbs for warmth in the increasingly cold air of the hall. Thor turns back to face his father. Odin looks upon his son with pride.
“Thor Odinson, do you swear to guard the Nine Realms?”Odin questioned Thor
“I swear.” Thor replied.
“Do you swear to preserve the peace?”
“I swear.”
“Do you swear to cast aside all selfish ambition and pledge yourself only to the good of all the Realms?”
“I swear!” Thor yells in excitement.
“Then on this day, I, Odin Allfather, proclaim you--“Odin hesitates, noticing a strange sight before him. Ice creeps across the surface of the large banners around the hall, making an eerie CRACKING sound. Thor, his comrades, and the crowd see it too.
“Frost giants...” Odin commented.
Part 2
A/n- Reader was born 1986 of your birth day and month.
I don’t own nothing all rights go to Marvel for this story.
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I was wondering what your favourite fictional pairings/ships are? I love your blog and think we have similar tastes 💕 (I'm always on the lookout for new books/films to consume haha)
Hi! I'm really only active in the PotO fandom, so my only real "ship" is my standby E/C (although I'll read Erik with literally anyone) but these are some other relationships I appreciate in other media:
Dean Winchester and everyone he loves ;,,)
Ten (The Doctor)/Rose (and Eleven/Amy Pond, Eleven/River Song)
Spike/Buffy
Lestat/the world (but especially Louis)
Snape/Lily (and Dumbledore/Grindelwald, and Voldemort/literally anyone)
Heathcliff/Cathy
Lizzie Bennett/Mr. Darcy
Morozko/Vasya
.... and, shamefully, the main couple on just about every buddy cop show, especially the supernatural ones. Call me basic but I LIVE for buddy cops
There are a million more but my brain isn't cooperating right now. I read more than I watch TV/Movies, so here are some random book recs! (Besides those for the ships listed above.)
Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell, by Susanna Clarke
Brideshead Revisited, by Evelyn Waugh (and everything else he writes)
The Library at Mount Char, by Scott Hawkins
Les Liaisons Dangereuses, by Pierre Choderlos de Laclos
The Bone Clocks, by David Mitchell (or anything he has ever touched or even glanced sidelong at, because the man is a god)
Anna Karenina, by Leo Tolstoy
Paradise Lost, by John Milton
Neverwhere, by Neil Gaiman
The Signature of All Things, by Elizabeth Gilbert
The Priest, by Thomas M. Disch (tread carefully)
The Miniaturist, by Jessie Burton
The Nature of Monsters, by Clare Clark
Madame Bovary, by Gustave Flaubert
The Monk: A Romance, by Matthew Gregory Lewis
Tess of D'Urbervilles, by Thomas Hardy
The Sorrows of Young Werther, by Goethe
Justine, by Marquis de Sade (tread carefully)
(I read cozy YA fiction series sometimes to unwind, and recently I've really enjoyed the Grishaverse, the Winternight Trilogy, the Folk of the Air Trilogy, and the Shades of Magic series, which all feature very ship-worthy couples!)
I could probably continue listing forever, especially getting into the classics, so I'll restrain myself... I would have tailored this list better if I knew who you were, (I tried to keep it very broad) but hopefully you see this, Anon!
<3
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ship-a-ton.
Tagged by: @themysteriouslou
Tagging: ALL Y’ALL.
1. First ship you ever wrote fic for: I’m... 80% sure it was Captain Englehorn/OC from the 2005 King Kong.
2. Ship you write the most now: John Seed x Nic Raylan
3. Ship you read the most now: John Seed x Deputy
4. Newest ship: John Donovan x Lincoln Clay from Mafia 3. All AJ and Char’s fault.
5. Rare ship you wanna read more of: Ben Wade/Dan Evans from 3:10 to Yuma, Hobbes x Erica x Jack from V (2009).
6. Your taboo ship: None that I know of. Or ship anymore/am willing to publically admit I shipped back in the day.
7. They never met in canon ship: Loki x Darcy Lewis
8. Your unexpected ship: None really. I’ve got a shipping Type so I’ll take one look at a ship and go “oh no” nowadays.
9. The ship you always forget to give love to: Rush x Captain Syd
10. Ship your OC with a canon character (if applicable): 80% of my ships nowadays are that- even if the OC is technically a PC.
11. Ship you’re embarrassed to ship: No shame here
12. Your most romantic ship: Nico DaSilva x William Carter, but more in the Watch Canon With Shipping Goggles sense. That “Nico only woke up because he heard your voice” shit was hard to deny.
13. Your sexiest ship: ... They’re not exactly sexy but John x Nic mostly just because it’s the only ship I’ve written what’s arguably considered smut for like... four times, and mention they’re at it like rabbits a lot.
14. Your most tragic ship: Ben Wade x Dan Evans again. I’m sure there are more out there. Grant x John’s hella tragic because they’ve got to get passed mutual trauma a lot.
15. A ship you want more content for: Basically every ship on this list, especially Hobbes x Erica x Jack. Then there’s Ben Finn x Princess or Prince from Fable 3, and Troy Bradshaw x Boss from Saints Row
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post TEN characters you’d like to roleplay as, have roleplayed as, or might bring back, then tag ten people to do the same. if you can’t think of ten characters, just write down however many you can.
PLEASE REPOST INSTEAD OF REBLOGGING!
CURRENTLY PLAYING:
mallymkun / dormouse — alice in wonderland— @hatpinblade — ‘high’ activity
wonderland muses — alice in wonderland — @kidsstcry — moderate activity
bea baudelaire, lemon snicket, rosemarie h/athaway, and more on my normal multimuse — syfy/comics — @siicklullabies — low activity
Darcy Lewis -- mcu -- @tasedandconfused -- low activity
HAVE PLAYED
Various OCs
R/ose L/alonde— h/omestuck
C/lara O/swald — D/octor W/ho — i think it was meremoins or something
the T/ARDIS — d/octor w/ho— hislongestcompanion
MIGHT COME BACK:
maybe T
WOULD LIKE TO PLAY:
... Sea Emperor - Subnautica
more wonderland chars
... D/imitri Beliko/v
tagged by: i stole from a post bean did like a year ago tagging: you!
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Ayy, milestone prompt here :) Darcy/Loki, and fire? xxxxx love youuuuuuu
FLOWERS. I love you. Gosh.
Unrelated but I just saw: THIS IS MY 1,000TH POST (yes my blog is a baby)
Pairing: Loki/Darcy Lewis
Rating: G
Loki’s jaw clenched as the Muspelheim guards led him closer to Darcy’s cell. Her cage. He could see her through the wavering flames, balled up on the rock floor with her face hidden beneath the hood of her sweater.
“This was unnecessary,” Loki bit out.
The guard to his right, a towering and smoldering creature with eyes like black stars, shrugged. It spoke with a sparking, spitting tongue.
“This is a luxury by our prison standards, princeling.”
Loki turned back to the image of Darcy flickering through fire and clenched his fists beneath his sleeves. He had been a king. Now princeling. And he wasn’t for a moment convinced that Surtr, King of the realm and supposed ally—after the demand for negotiations with Thor that had gotten Darcy kidnapped in the first place—hadn’t been perfectly aware that it was a Bad Idea to put a Midgardian in a cage of fire. Realm standards or not.
“The gesture is noted,” Loki managed to say, and let his tone speak to the nature of the ‘note’. “May I retrieve our ambassador now?”
“At your convenience,” the guard hissed, stepping back.
The flames remained intact. Ah. Very well then. He strode through, fighting the urge to flinch and losing it as he crossed the threshold. It was a damn oven inside, worse than the Muspelheim deserts. Darcy was limp as he lifted her from the floor, his fingers tracing at her wrists and temple. Her pulse was fluttering but her skin was raw and dry, lips chewed and chapped.
He had a choice. He could toss her over his shoulder like he would any other one of Thor’s mortal friends. Or…He cradled her against his chest, pressing her forehead to his neck and cooling his skin to provide some relief. When he turned, the flames parted in a doorway.
_
“I didn’t think you’d come.”
They’d been traveling for hours. He had been traveling. Darcy had been…sleeping, for the most part. Waking when he stopped just over the threshold into Niflheim, a gasp on her lips as the suddenly icy air rushed over her face. He had wrapped her in his cloak and fed her ice chips for the better part of an hour, her eyes rolling unseeing over his face.
“You’re awake,” he said and buried the feeling of relief under his steps. “Did you expect Thor to abandon his friend?”
“I didn’t think you would come,” she whispered, shifting in his arms to try and sit up a little, trying to take in the icy mountain scape around them.
He almost hadn’t. Well, that wasn’t true. It was never a question of him coming, not as far as he was concerned. His mind was made up the moment he’d heard. But he hadn’t even been on the first short list they’d come up with. If Thor honestly thought Sif and Korg would have been a more diplomatic envoy than him… He was offended.
“It was an accident,” he said instead, not answering her question. If it was a question at all. “You were meant to be Jane Foster.”
“Duh,” she said. “Who do you think told them I was Jane?”
“You what?” He glared down at her and found her skin too pale around her lips and eyes, too flushed over her cheeks. She would go into shock if he wasn’t careful. He needed to get her back to her planet. Their planet, he remembered with a grimace. “You didn’t even know what they wanted with her.”
“No, but I knew Jane would be the one to figure out how to get me back,” Darcy said. She shivered and pressed her forehead against his jaw line.
It had been Jane who contacted them. Well, Bruce. He’d called it ‘playing telephone,’ Jane getting in touch with him to get in touch with Thor when her science couldn’t trace where they had taken Darcy.
“How go the peace talks?” Darcy asked.
“Muspelheim maintains their tentative truce with Asgard’s people,” Loki said, with a shrug that was more of an excuse to hold her closer.
“Nooo, the Thor and Jane peace talks,” Darcy said.
He huffed. “Not high in my current interests.”
“It’d be nice to see more of you,” she said and her lips bumped over his pulse. “If they were friends again.”
He was silent, biting hard on his tongue as they reached a wood of frozen trees that stretched so high into the sky the legends claimed they were grew down from the ice laden clouds, not up from the ground. It would be nice to see more of her. To excavate the feelings she had brushed at in the course of one evening when they’d first arrived in Norway.
“Loki,” she whispered. “I’m getting…cold? But I feel dizzy.”
“We are almost to Midgard,” he said.
_
He wasn’t exactly following directions by taking Darcy to his home instead of wherever Thor and Jane were undoubtedly circling each other like wary cats. But he wanted her well not harassed, so delay was a necessary evil. And Darcy said nothing against it.
“Drink more,” he said, handing her another bottle of water (lifted magically from the fridge of Tony Stark’s personal lab in New York, just for fun.)
“Are you trying to drown me?” she asked, but she drank.
She was sitting with her legs folded on top of his bed. He had taken the charred sweater from her when her hands shook too badly to unzip it herself, and had opened the windows to let cool fresh spring air into the room. The worst of the shivers he had removed with a little bit of magic to loosen her muscles.
He reached out and set his palm against the side of her neck to gauge her temperature and she leaned into the touch.
“You run cool,” she murmured.
“I can,” he said, trying not to feel so dazzled by the bat of her lashes over her cheek or the way she always seemed to be leaning closer.
She met his eyes and gave him a small smile, gaze gentle. She knew, then. That was just as well.
He stood and moved to sit behind her on the bed. “Lean back.”
She hesitated and then shifted back, scooting closer and relaxing against his chest.
“Close your eyes,” he said.
“Loki.” She started to turn her head to look at him and he stopped her, stroking at her cheek with the backs of his fingers.
“Please,” he said.
Darcy sighed and he could see her lashes flutter in irritation as he stared down her nose, waiting. But they fell shut and stayed that way. He unravelled the Asgardian illusion. Thor had asked once, if it was relief to let it drop sometimes and he had simply said ‘No.’ The truth was it felt like peeling away a layer of his own skin, leaving him more than naked. An open wound.
“Oh,” she murmured, shoulders easing as he shifted to his Jotunn form. “That’s really nice.”
He felt a twitch of a smile on his face and then her fingertips were grazing over the bare skin of his arms where his shirtsleeves were rolled up. Her touch felt like fire, still feverish from the heat stroke. He stiffened in place, uncertain if he wanted to pull away or press closer. Her fingers tangled with his, palms against the sigils over the backs of his hands and knuckles, and she wrapped his arms across her waist.
“Do you mind?” she asked.
He realized he was still rigid and he forced himself to relax, arms squeezing carefully around her.
“I don’t mind,” he said.
#tasertricks#darcy lewis#loki#darcy x loki#jotunn!loki#huddling to chill out#feels#ragwitch prompt party#amidtheflowers
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Weeks 14 - 16 roundup
More delicious Tony Stark goodness for us all to enjoy!
Title: Iron Man and Doctor Doom versus the Teenage Vampire Girls Collaborator: @tisfan Link: AO3 Square Filled: T5 - Image of Doom offering champagne Ship: Victor VonDoom/Tony Stark Rating: teen Major Tags: enemies-to-friends-to-lovers, vampirism, goth tragedy, dark, comfort sex, off screen sex Summary: Doom has a problem. A vampire problem. And he turns to the only person he can think of who can help him. Word Count: 3,315
Title: You are What You Do by @laufeysonthor Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, James “Bucky” Barnes Additional Tags: Bucky is just mentioned Summary:
“Perfect that’s enough time to talk about what’s on your mind,” Tony tells him looking towards him so intently that Pete has to look away from Tony.
Tony Stark Bingo- K3 Picture of Tony fixing up the suit.
Title: To Pardon or Not to Pardon by @laufeysonthor Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark Characters: James “Bucky” Barnes, Tony Stark Additional Tags: Pre-Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie), Canon Divergence - Post-Captain America: Civil War (Movie) Summary:
“You realize they don’t have to be pardoned right?” Pepper asks incredulously that her best friend is even floating the idea around.
Tony Stark Bingo 2018- K5 (Tension)
Title: Learn My Lessons Well by tisfan Link: AO3 Square Filled: K3 - spanking Ship: Bucky/Tony Rating: E Major Tags: role-play, spanking, paddling, crossdressing, Teacher/student dynamics, established relationship, negotiated kink off scene, age gap play, power dynamics play Word Count: 2,038 Summary: Mr. Barnes was warned that Tony Stark was a bad student, disrespectful and a handful of trouble. Well, Mr. Barnes is going to give him some trouble.
A/n: Tony and Bucky are in an established kink relationship that includes age-gap play and roleplaying. Bucky is NOT Tony’s actual teacher, and Tony is his actual age (late 40s). The stepping out of the shoes thing is their pre-arranged check-in that says Tony is done being paddled and wants to move on to the sex now. They have safe words.
Karaoke Night by @novarain01
https://www.patreon.com/novarain
Marvel fanart: Tony and Rhodey drunkenly singing their hearts out in a karaoke booth. They’re so wasted they’ve lost their shoes somewhere. Created for Tony Stark Bingo Challenge 2018. Topic was “voice,” expressed via singing.
Experimenting with a different coloring technique where flat color, shading, and highlighting are done on the same layer. Perspective was a bit difficult, but the direction from nearest to farthest starts from bottom to top.
Title: Like Dust I Rise, by @dracusfyre Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Pepper Potts/Tony Stark Characters: Pepper Potts, Tony Stark, Friday (Marvel), James “Rhodey” Rhodes Additional Tags: Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie) Spoilers, POV Pepper Potts, Pepper Potts: Codename Rescue, grieving Pepper Potts Series: Part 17 of Tony Stark Bingo Challenge Summary:With Tony Stark missing, possibly dead, Pepper has little time to grieve before she realizes she has to try to fill the (gold-titanium) shoes he left behind.For the photo prompt in square S2: Tony holding a holographic version of the Captain America shield.
Title: Soulmates aren’t just Lovers by @celtic7irish Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark Characters: James “Bucky” Barnes, Tony Stark, Red Skull (Johann Schmidt), Steve Rogers, Pepper Potts, Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton, Thor, Bruce Banner, Sam Wilson (Marvel) Additional Tags: Forced soulbonding, Imprisonment, Abandonment Issues, winter soldier programming, Bucky Barnes is still in there, Tony Stark is the most stubborn, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Bucky needs a hug, Soulmates, TWS on never happened Summary:Hydra wants Tony to build them Stark/Chitauri Hybrid weapons. When Tony refuses, they decide that they’ll make him more pliable. By forcing him into a soulbond with the Winter Soldier. After all, his programming should supersede Tony’s stubbornness. Right?
Chapter 12: Working on the Car Together
Title: Winter the Murderkitten by @voodoofee Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark, Winter Soldier/Tony Stark, James Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark/ Winter Soldier Characters: James “Bucky” Barnes, Tony Stark, Winter Soldier Additional Tags: Fluff, ace char, Ace!Winter, There’s Two Of Them, Winter is a big cat, Tony Stark Feels, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Bucky Barnes has a heart, They Are Idiots, Idiots in Love Summary:The Winter Soldier was in Tony’s lap, purring and headbutting the man as if the murderous thing was a giant, snuggling cat instead of a murderer and security threat. It made Bucky’s blood boil seeing the man like that, already succeeding in getting Tony to sneak a hand into the long brown hair to scratch him behind his ears. The genius had his STARKpad in the other hand and was reading the newspapers, discarding his coffee- His godforsaken coffee!- to pet the former assassin. Winter, or Snowflake as Tony called the soldier, purred happy and closed his eyes, his back open and vulnerable to Natasha who watched it all with silent curiosity. square T2 Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier
Title: All I ever Wanted by @voodoofee Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark Characters: Tony Stark, James “Bucky” Barnes Additional Tags: High Heels, Tony Stark Bingo 2018, Crossdressing, Tony needs Bucky Summary:
Tony knew he wouldn’t be able to get James. It wasn’t the first time he wouldn’t get what he desired and it wouldn’t be the last. He would get over the heartbreak. Somehow.
Square filled - S2 “writing format: perspective flip”
Title: Art Fill by @voodoofee
Rhodey’s always there for Tony. That’s why he loves his platypus so much. NSFW contains nudity.
This is for the Stark Bingo R4 <3
Title: Any Old Music Will Do Collaborator: @tisfan Link: AO3 Square Filled: O4 – Character is a Stripper | T3 - Canon Divergent AU Ship: Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark Rating: E Major Tags: anal sex, bad safe sex etiquette, stripper, fix it fic, what if Tony was never Iron Man, Winter Soldier, masturbating, stripping Summary: The soldier was bored, and he had plenty of money. What he needs now is someone to take off their clothes and not ask any questions. Well, Tony’s good at ONE of those things.
Title: Delivery Avengers by @rebelmeg Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tony Stark and his Bots, Tony Stark & Avengers Team, Mentions of Pepperony - Relationship Characters: Tony Stark, Dummy (Iron Man movies), You (Iron Man movies), Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Bruce Banner, Jane Foster (Marvel), Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers, James “Bucky” Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Thor (Marvel) Additional Tags: Autobiography, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Sort of a bot fic, Protective Avengers, Avengers Family Summary:Tony’s been talked into starting his own autobiography, and his first story is about the time the Avengers teamed up for the best cause: slightly petty revenge.
R4 - Writing format: autobiography/biography.
Title: A Cinderella Story by @dracusfyre Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark Characters: James “Bucky” Barnes, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Obadiah Stane Additional Tags: Modern Cinderella Story, Based on the tween movie, not the fairy tale, winteriron, ableist slurs, Phone Sex Summary:Tony Stark comes home from his parents’ funeral to find out that both he and Stark Industries were on the brink of bankruptcy. After months of slaving away trying to save his family’s company, he decides to let himself have one night of fun at a masked ball to benefit military veterans.Bucky Barnes doesn’t know much about the sexy stranger from the masked ball, except that his name is Tony and he has an ass that makes him want to get on his knees and give thanks. When he ends up with the man’s cell phone at the end of the night, he hopes that this will give him a chance to learn more.
Title: One Lab Accident from Supervillainy by @rebelmeg
Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers & Tony Stark Characters: Tony Stark, Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Steve Rogers Additional Tags: Tony Stark Has A Heart, Steve Rogers & Tony Stark Friendship, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Steve Rogers Is a Good Bro, We got cheated out of this friendship in the MCU, Tony-centric, Post-Avengers (2012), Tony Stark Bingo 2018 Summary:
On bad days, Tony amuses himself by thinking up all the ways he could end the world. He’s not gonna do it… but he knows how he could.
square S1: One lab accident from supervillainy
Title: Just Like any Other by @shi-toyu Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tony Stark & Avengers Team, Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Jarvis (Iron Man movies) & Tony Stark Characters: Tony Stark, Jarvis (Iron Man movies) Additional Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hurt No Comfort, Light Angst, Depression, Depressed Tony Stark, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Tony Stark Has Issues, Tony Stark Feels, Tony Being Tony, Tony Stark-centric, Robot Feels, Protective Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Awesome Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Jarvis (Iron Man movies) Feels, Worried Jarvis (Iron Man movies) Summary:It was incredible, honestly, how quickly they could come upon him. Even after all this time, Tony still felt like each one was a surprise. He could be going about his day, completely normal or even the rare good one, and then everything would change. For no explicable reason, his mood would plummet, his motivation would dry up, and his energy would peter off into nothing.Square Filled: A3 free square
Title: Breathe your Life into My Soul by @shi-toyu Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark Characters: James “Bucky” Barnes, Tony Stark, AI Tony Stark - Character Additional Tags: Artificial Intelligence, Canon - Comics, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Light Angst, Hurt Tony Stark, BAMF Tony Stark, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Tony Stark Has Issues, Tony Stark Feels, Bucky Barnes Feels, Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug, Bucky Barnes Recovering, Bucky Barnes Remembers, Hurt Bucky Barnes, Touch-Starved, Captain America Bucky Barnes Summary:There were an awful lot of advantages to not having a physical form, Tony had to admit. He never had to worry about fuel anymore, for one thing. He’d always been forgetting to eat or drink enough, not to mention all the time he had to take out for bodily functions. As an AI, there was so much more time for his work, which was a huge plus, especially where Riri was concerned. That kid was really going places.There was one major drawback, though, and that was the inability to touch anyone.
Square filled - S3 square: canon compliant
Title: Stress Relief by @cat-zy Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Jarvis (Iron Man movies) & Tony Stark, Tony Stark/His Right Hand Characters: Tony Stark, Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Pepper Potts Additional Tags: Masturbation, Iron Man Suit Kink Summary:
There was a delicate pause. “Well, my research shows that humans sleep better after an orgasm.” Tony grinned. “Why, JARVIS, you sly dog, are you telling me to have sex with someone in order to sleep?” “Another person is not necessary for the release of pleasurable endorphins.” “You want me to literally go fuck myself?” JARVIS said primly, “It is just a suggestion, Sir, for your own good.” Tony chuckled. “Alright, I might as well give it a try.” Exactly what it says on the tin - a short fic about Tony giving himself some love all in pursuit of sleep. The vibe is steamy, but low key - if that’s a thing.
Tony Stark Bingo 2018 Fill: A1 - KINK: masturbation
Title: Take what was wrong (And Make it Right) by @polizwrites Square Filled: K4 - Flight Rating: General (at least for now) Warnings: angst, injury Summary: Afghanistan took more from Tony Stark than most people understand; the surgery in the cave stealing his ability to fly. But in the wake of the Battle of New York, Tony discovers an unexpected sympathizer. The revelation of the Winter Soldier’s identity and his recovery spurs Tony to reach for the skies once again. Eventual WinterIron -- possibly Stark Spangled Winter/Stuckony
So, we have one blackout card “winner” (Tisfan) and one new participant. You should get your badges Very Soon :D thanks everyone for participation, even if your mod has been crazy missing in action!
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181 entrants £3620 pot.
If anyone has a team called off the entire round is void.
If youve not paid sort the money ASAP please.
Brentford- Jon, lynne, Pete, Liam d, roxy, Tony k, Stu, Rosie, me, big wolf, bigger wolf, Hugo dog, mark r, Julie, Barrie, Johnny, Daniel h, bloxham, Ben k, lyla, Lee g, big Dave, Stabby mum, KP, old landlord, Lee h, snip, Wayne, Dave m, Lee W, Bret, Mike g, viva, Maria, Debbie l, Tommy, joe, mick Doran, lovejoy, Bobby b, Steve place, Danny s, dean h, Sam c, roach (45)
Preston- deary, tamer, Bobbi b, Darcy, Jude (5)
Man U- Chloe, caribbean1, jph, George, Ann-Marie, Tony b, Sadie b, Sam a, daisy, jarrath (10)
Boro- Chris c, scott 2, woodsy, Wayne e, Matty b, Ellie, kel, George, jay, Kev k, Alex, Richie, Bobby, andi (14)
Spurs- Kez, josh y, deano, Lewy a, Lewy h, coral, boden, Kelly, Ella, Graham l, haydon, mick j, cliff, haille (14)
Wolves- l bentos, Stabby (2)
Burnley- jaimy (1)
Leicester- Helen, mauds, calv, jodie g, Lesley, Shirley, jake, char a, Julio, Joey h (10)
Palace- Cole, Aaron s, Emma, Caribbean 2, Brad m, Steve h, Stu v, harry, Stanley, Chloe, padrhaic, gam, dotty, Amy, Chiggs, Jenna, gb (17)
Norwich- Steve d, Hattie, Joey, jade, Louie, Hollie, matty c, jack m, cherrie, Jim h, fish, peachy, Sophie, sonny, Harry, ray c, Dave l, big Stan, little Dave, little Ricky, Russell s, dad Szab, Jamie m, joe m, tiegan (25)
Man City- gb1, gb2, gb3, gb4 (4)
Luton- Nathan, Martin place (2)
Blackburn- Perry (1)
Cardiff- pippa (1)
Everton- Blinners, Liam m, Sam, Brad, Gary t, Kez mum, John g, agar, Dougie, Robbo, becks, Lauren, Sam b, Leigh, Louis (15)
Arsenal- drew, Laurie, Leo, James c, Chris t, scott1, Jenny f, Neville, Georgia, Archie, isobelle, char, Nellie, Chelsea, Curt r (15)
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#1 for TaserTorch! (I'm supremely excited about this)
Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Johnny StormPrompt: #1. “You must be a bad cook when I can smell it through the wall..”
Darcy meandered out into her kitchen and nearly choked on the acrid stench that lingered in the air. It smelled like someone had burnt toast badly enough to leave a carbon footprint. Which could only mean one thing. Johnny Storm was attempting to cook again.
Dude was the worst cook on the planet. Had to be, if she could smell it through the walls.
Chuckling to herself, she tucked her phone into her back pocket in case she needed to consult Pinterest for a recipe or something, and set off to check up on her neighbor.
She rang his doorbell and waited.
When he answered it, he was wearing an apron with char marks on it, and carrying the fire extinguisher. Never a good sign.
"Heya, Johnny…" Darcy drawled. "Do you need some help?"
He sighed and nodded. "Yes. I admit defeat. The chicken cordon bleu beat me."
"Chicken cordon bleu? Oo la la…" Darcy waggled her eyebrows and took the extinguisher from him. "Did you put it out?"
"Yeah. It's out. It's ruined. But it's out."
"So what's with the 'suddenly gourmet', Johnny? I thought you were a hot pockets kind of fella…" She poked at the charred remains of the chicken, wondering how on earth someone could let it get this burnt without smelling it first.
"I am, usually. But I kinda…" He trailed off and grinned. "There's this girl."
"Ah. Say no more. You wanna impress a lovely lady. Noble cause, my friend." She leaned down to inspect the dish. "Is this my casserole dish you've ruined?"
"Yeah...I'll buy you a new one… where's it from?"
"One of the stores in Chelsea Market...I forget which…" She waved her hand vaguely.
"On my next day off," he promised.
"No big rush, I didn't even know you had it..." She reached over to turn off the oven. "First things first though? You're gonna want to air this place out. The smell of charred chicken isn't exactly charming."
"Gotcha…" He jogged over to start opening windows and Darcy turned on the exhaust fan over the oven. Not that it was going to do much good, but at least it could get the air moving.
"Next, let's go see what I have at my place. I'll show you how to cook it, so you won't be lying to your chick, but I'll help watch it so you don't burn down the place again."
"You're a lifesaver!" he called from the other room.
An hour and a half later, Johnny was well on his way to a finished, unburnt Shepherd's Pie, a salad of mixed greens and baby kale, and a little pan of fluffy dinner rolls.
"I think she'll like it. Comfort food is always a win," Darcy assured him, before helping him bring all the food over to his place.
It didn't smell terrible in there, but she was pretty sure it still smelled like chicken cordon burnt, but there wasn't much they could do about that. Hopefully his date had a good sense of humor.
She probably did. Johnny was pretty cool, but he never dated girls long enough to make them dinner. She must be pretty special to warrant this treatment.
When he rang the doorbell at her place about ten minutes later, she panicked, thinking he'd left something over here. But she didn't see anything on her initial glimpse around the kitchen.
"No, no, I didn't leave anything," he assured her. "I was just...kinda…" he jammed his hands in his pockets and rocked back on his heels. "Hoping to pick you up for our date?" He winked and her jaw dropped.
The lovely lady was her. He was trying to impress her.
"You were trying to make me chicken cordon bleu…" she squeaked.
He smirked and blushed a little. "I wanted to cook for you. I knew you'd probably like that better than if I took you out… sorry you had to pretty much make the food yourself... "
"I'm not," she confessed, grinning widely. "At least now I know I can eat it."
He snorted and held out his hand. "Are you coming, you jack-ass?"
She took it, but tugged him a little closer instead of going with him."Maybe we should eat over here. I know I said it was barely noticeable, but your place is a little...singed for my tastes."
He rolled his eyes. "Picky, picky…"
"Damn straight," she teased.
#Tasertorch#Darcy x Johnny#Johnny x Darcy#Johnny Storm#Darcy Lewis#neighbor au prompts#itsjanetsnakehole
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nomes retirados da literatura
sob o read more você encontrará uma masterlist com 40 nomes literários, de personagens e autores, clássicos e contemporâneos, acompanhados de seus significados – pra te ajudar na hora de dar nome aos bois (vulgo seus chars). tentei incluir somente os pouco usados. não esqueça de deixar seu like/reblog caso este post te seja útil – a firma agradece.
LAILA feminino (a cidade do sol, khaled hosseini) Tem suas raízes cravadas na palavra árabe ‘láylah’ que significa noite, e também do persa ‘lailá’, que significa escura como a noite.
FERMÍN masculino (a sombra do vento, carlos ruiz zafón) Do latim ‘firminus’, que significa ‘firme’.
ZORA feminino (from their eyes they were watching god, zora neale hurstson) Significa ‘amanhecer’, é também o nome da autora, uma escritora negra importante e a líder do movimento de renascença do Harlem.
PISCINE neutro (as aventuras de pi, yann martel) Do latim ‘piscis’, que significa peixes, poderia ser dado a alguém que ama o mar ou a alguém que é avoado e criativo como o signo de peixes.
EDMUND masculino (as crônicas de nárnia, c.s. lewis) Significa ‘o protetor afortunado’. Pode ser substituído por seu equivalente irlandês, Eamon.
ASLAN masculino (as crônicas de nárnia, c.s. lewis) De origem turca, significa ‘leão’.
ROSALIND feminino (do jeito que você gosta, william shakespeare) Significa ‘linda rosa’.
LISBETH feminino (os homens que não amavam as mulheres, stieg larsson) Variação de Elizabeth, que significa ‘prometida para Deus’.
DALLAS neutro (vida sem rumo, susan e. hinton) Do gaélico, significa ‘sábio’.
OSCAR masculino (oscar wilde) De acordo com a lenda irlandesa, Oscar era um dos heróis mais poderosos de sua geração.
JOHANN masculino (johann wolfgang von goethe) Variante alemã de John, que significa ‘Deus é gracioso’.
MICAH masculino (micah wright) Variante de Michael, que significa ‘quem é como Deus?’.
GALE neutro (jogos vorazes, suzanne collins) Do inglês arcaico, significa ‘jovial’.
ADELINA feminino (jovens de elite, marie lu) Significa ‘nobre’.
PARZIVAL masculino (jogador número um, ernest cline) Variante de Percival, significa ‘o que cruza o vale’.
KATSA feminino (graceling, kristin cashore) Nome da protagonista da série de livros, poderia ser usado para alguém com extremo talento ou dom.
LENA feminino (delirium, lauren oliver) Variante de Helena, que significa ‘brilhante luz, sol da manhã’.
DOUGLAS masculino (douglas adams) Significa ‘rio escuro’, pode ser usado para alguém cuja fachada não seja fácil de se ver através.
SUZANNAH feminino (a mediadora, meg cabot) Significa ‘lírio’.
MIA feminino (o diário da princesa, meg cabot) ‘Minha’ ou ‘amarga’, dependendo do contexto.
JESSE masculino (a mediadora, meg cabot) Do hebreu, significa ‘presente’.
ALMIRA feminino (almira, haendel) Versão feminina de Adelmar, que no alemão une os elementos ‘nobre’ e famoso’.
DARCY neutro (orgulho e preconceito, jane austen) Significa ‘escuro’.
DANTE masculino (dante alighieri) Significa ‘capaz de suportar’.
RENN neutro (as crônicas das trevas antigas, michelle paver) Derivado de René/Renée, significa ‘renascido(a)’.
BALE masculino (as crônicas das trevas antigas, michelle paver) Significa ‘corajoso’.
TORAK masculino (as crônicas das trevas antigas, michelle paver) Pode ser usado para alguém que tenha vivido em exílio/afastado da civilização.
CELIE/CECIL feminino/masculino (the color purple, alice walker) O significado literal é ‘cego(a)’, pode ser usado para alguém que tenha a visão limitada a respeito do mundo.
AIBILEEN feminino (the help, kathryn stockett) Variante de Aveline, que significa ‘desejada’.
MAYA feminino (maya angelou) Significa ‘água’.
CASH masculino (enquanto agonizo, william faulkner) Variante de Cassius, significa ‘vazio/oco’.
AMARYLLIS feminino (bucólicas, virgil) Do grego, significa ‘cintilar’.
ARWEN feminino (o senhor dos anéis, j. r. r. tolkien) Significa ‘nobre donzela’ em um dos idiomas fictícios da terra-média.
MORIARTY masculino (sherlock holmes, sir arthur conan doyle) Significa ‘digno do mar’, ‘navegador’.
RANDALL masculino (a torre negra, stephen king) Formado pelos elementos ‘lobo’ e ‘escudo’.
GUINEVERE feminino (inúmeros livros sobre a lenda do ciclo arthuriano) Composto dos elementos ‘pálida, clara’ e ‘fantasma, criatura mágica’.
KAY masculino (inúmeros livros sobre a lenda do ciclo arthuriano) Derivado de Gaius, que supostamente significa ‘alegrar-se’.
HAIDEE feminino (don juan, lord byron) Derivado do grego, significa ‘modesta, reverente’.
NEMO neutro (vinte mil léguas submarinas, jules verne) Significa ‘ninguém’.
OSSIAN masculino (ossian, james macpherson) Significa ‘pequeno veado’ (aka todos os meus chars).
#rp br#usefulposts#a lies pediu lista de nomes e eu fiz WITH A TWIST obviously#leiam o último nome é o melhor
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to help with your muse! ❤️❤️❤️ “So, you..?” “Yeah.” “Are you mad?” “Oh, definitely… Do you still love me?” “Yes!” “That’s… That’s good.”
Okay so, rarepair for you, just because I haven’t dabbled in it for so long!
It was an accepted truth of Avengers Tower that Darcy Lewis had been crushing on Maria Hill since day one. Like, hard.
And she hadn’t been subtle about it either. Starting from the morning coffee to baking treats without being prompted, she’d become so blatant in her flirting even Tony had noticed (and despite not giving her too much trouble with it, he kept insisting it was ‘cute’ and tried shamelessly to make kissy noises every. damn. time.).
And it wouldn’t have been so embarrassing if Maria had been a tiny bit interested. But the woman had never even given her an inkling of being anything but politely cordial. Which was... fine? Not really, but Darcy wasn’t one that couldn’t respect this kind of boundary. No meant no.
So she tried to be cool about it (she failed, she probably looked like a kicked puppy the first few days) and moved on.
Agent Marks had been nice, and it would have even been a great date, weren’t for the fact that five minutes in it was clear she was absolutely not over Maria, and would probably be back to pining the following day. At least Marks had been very understanding about the whole affair and even agreed to split the bill without too much fuss.
She dragged herself to the Common Area, not really caring about being quiet; it was so early it was stupid to hope it would be empty anyway and she was determined to get some work done for breakfast before going to sleep.
“Where have you been?”
The common room was indeed not empty.
“Hi, Maria!” She really tried to be cheery, but Maria Hill frowned and that made her hesitate a bit. “Is something wrong?”
“You weren’t in the Tower for dinner,” Maria stated in her cool tone.
“Yeah... I was out?” Where was this even going?
“Out?” Maria sounded incredulous. “As in, a date?”
A spark of anger ignited in her chest. “Yes? Why? I’m perfectly capable of getting a date!”
Maria sputtered a bit, “of course, it’s just... with whom?!”
And yep, the spark became a tiny bit bigger “With Agent Marks, if you really must know. It was a great date, even.” She drew herself up.
She watched as the ex-Shield Deputy Director narrowed her eyes, “Marks? That Agent Marks?”
Okay, that wasn’t cool. The assessing gaze of ‘she’s going to Siberia’ wasn’t great either. “How is this any of your business anyway? I’m not your property, and you made it abundantly clear that you’re interested. So-”
“Who said I wasn’t interested?!” Maria interrupted her.
And wait- What? “Wait, what?!”
“I said, who said I wasn’t interested? Maybe, but just maybe eh, someone was waiting for some special occasion to make her move and instead had gone a different way from coffee!”
“What special occasion?” Okayy, what had she missed in the last few days? Jane had been great, with regular sleep, Tony and Bruce hadn’t blown up anything, no supervillain had razed the city... she was coming up empty with this, really.
Maria gaped at her for a few seconds, but then the oven ‘dinged’ hard and black smoke came out of the kitchen. She cursed and retreated towards the oven, getting out a charred black piece of blackness that would probably kill whoever tasted it.
“Okay, what am I missing here?”
Maria sighed, put the charred monstrosity on the counter and looked at her, “Happy birthday, or maybe not.”
Oh. Oh. “So, you...?”
“Yeah.”
Well, that did explain some of the most recent comments she’d gotten from Tony... “Are you mad?”
“Oh definitely... Do I need to fight for you with Agent Marks or you still like me?”
Darcy smiled a bit “Agent Marks was very understanding when I told her I think we passed the ‘liked’ a few months ago.”
Maria blinked. “Oh-kay... Do you still love me?”
“Yes!”
“That’s... that’s good..!” She smiled back and leaned closer.
It was when JARVIS pointedly asked them what to do with the cake, that they broke apart.
“...I’m not eating that thing...”
“Yeah, I think I’ll let you do the baking from now on...”
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Here and Where You Are
Chapter 1 : A Billion Little Pieces
Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), MCU, Captain America (Movies), Thor (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Explicit
Characters: James “Bucky” Barnes, Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis, Tony Stark, Jane Foster, Thor (Marvel), Clint Barton, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Pepper Potts, Erik Selvig
Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers, James “Bucky” Barnes/Darcy Lewis, James “Bucky” Barnes/Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers, Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov, Jane Foster/Thor, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark
Tags: WinterShieldShock, UST, Bisexual Steve Rogers, Bisexual Bucky Barnes, Everyone Is Poly Because Avengers, Darcy Has Powers, BAMF Darcy Lewis, Polyamory, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Awesome Darcy Lewis, Smut, All the swears, Slow Burn, framily, Non Stop Pop Culture References, OT3, Found Family, all the Avengers need therapy
“I was a billion little pieces until you pulled me into focus” - Venus, Sleeping at Last
Darcy Lewis grunted when the shock wave slammed into her body. She squinted against the blast of air, glancing over at Jane, eyes widening with fear. "Jane!?"
"I know!" Jane screamed, brown hair streaming in the wind, reaching out to grab Darcy's hand. "Just hold on!"
Pulling herself as close to Jane as she could, Darcy threw her arms around her friend's waist and held on for dear life. This was bad, fuck, this was so bad. This was worse than New Mexico, even worse than London. And seeing as those were already pretty horrible ’apocalypse is coming so make sure you’re wearing clean underwear’ battles, that was saying something.
All of this started for six measly college credits. Yes, she’d gotten a best friend out of the deal, and a man who looked at her the way she assumed a father would look at a daughter, and yeah, okay, she’d also been around a Norse god who could fly and wore a fabulous cape, but damn she was sick of almost dying.
But this time it didn’t look like almost. It looked like full-on dead.
She could hear sounds of fighting and screaming. She and Jane weren’t even in the thick of the battle, but she could hear it, and that was bad enough. Even being on the fringes was dangerous, and she yelled as something flew by their heads and crashed into a building.
Fuck!
Darcy was pretty sure the buildings around them had been evacuated (or flee’d from in fear), but as the bricks began to cave in, she figured it was too late now. "What's the possibility we die?" she yelled at Jane, needing the distraction.
"I don't know, Darcy!"
She could hear the terror in Jane's voice. Both of them shouted when a softly glowing stone skidded across the rubble of what used to be a street and came to a stop a few yards in front of them. It looked like it was made of the brightest amber and Darcy could see things swirling within it, and it made her blood run cold. She remembered Jane mentioning something about important stones, the kind of important that only the Avengers (with their powers and strength and ability to not be terrified every fucking minute) could handle... yet there it was, beautiful and terrifying, sitting right in front of them.
Darcy was still holding onto Jane as tight as she could, shielding her eyes against the wind and the sand that it threw at them. "I need a percentage!"
"What?"
The fighting continued around them, a blur of bodies and sounds of pain, the blast of lights and lasers. Darcy couldn’t even imagine what was happening in the war raging; there had been things she’d seen that she couldn’t wrap her head around, including a tree and a raccoon. So much of this was above her pay grade and level of understanding that she needed something to ground her.
Both women screamed when something scorched the ground a few feet in front of them, leaving a line of charred dirt and smoking sand that had turned to glass. If it was symbolic of some kind of line they were about to cross (fuck, she was so bad at crossing lines!), then Darcy chose stubbornly to ignore it. Instead she yelled out to Jane again. "Give me a number! How likely are we about to die?"
"What are you talking about?! Ah!"
Darcy oofed when an energy blast detonated nearby, throwing them off their feet and backward through the air. She grunted as she and Jane hit something, knocking the breath out of them. As she struggled to take in a breath, she looked up at the thing her body had just slammed against; it was a panel van, on the side was a flaming skull, wearing a leather jacket and holding a flaming chain.
Ugh. So tacky.
Darcy could taste blood in her mouth. She was going to die. She’d gotten lucky the first two times, but the third time would not be the charm. She was terrified, her heart racing, and some small part of her couldn't help but think this is what you get for trying to hang out with people who are cooler than you.
She wasn’t supposed to be here, not with Gods or superheroes or super soldiers. She was nothing, just a lab monkey, a person who could only tangentially be connected with the Avengers. Darcy should have known better, she should have learned her lesson the first two times and just become a barista at Starbucks, or some equally as mundane of a job.
At least Starbucks baristas get health care.
She coughed, rolling in the dirt, watching as Jane did the same. "Janey..."
Darcy followed Jane’s line of sight, seeing the tears wet on her friend’s cheeks. Jane was looking at the carnage ahead of them, the rolling mass of smoke and lights, looking for any sign of Thor. Darcy could see the hope draining from Jane’s eyes as she realized just how bad everything was. Jane needed a distraction, and that was something Darcy had been called her entire life. Just a distraction.
"Jane Foster, what percentage are we looking at? One-hundred? Fifty? Two? Just give me something!" She reached out and pulled on Jane’s hand, rising to her knees. The astrophysicist looked at her, and the terror in Jane’s eyes filled Darcy with a steel resolve. She was not going to let the only real friend she’d ever had feel like all hope was lost.
"I don't know!"
"Jane!" Darcy shook her shoulders harder, gritting her teeth, "give me a damn number!"
"Uh... I don't..." Jane let out a sob, "sixty-two percent!"
Sixty-two percent. If Jane's math was correct (and it always was), there was a sixty-two percent chance that she'd never have another cup of coffee, or pet another dog, or walk aimlessly around Target for hours. She’d never kiss someone who was completely wrong for her but felt so right. There were a million things she hadn’t done and had always planned on doing later. Now there might not be a later and it fucking sucked.
Her hazel eyes glanced upward, watching the fight rage around them. She could make out a few familiar sights in the melee; a glint of crimson and gold (Iron Man), the shine of chrome (That one guy? Someone else?), a blur of green and purple (absolutely no fucking clue), a flash of red, white and blue (Captain Fucking America!).
Darcy almost cried when she saw the spark of lightning in the mix, knowing that it was Thor and knowing, with all her heart, that he and Jane belonged together. Not only did they belong together, but they were supposed to get married and be Asgardian royalty and have super hot giant Norse God babies who she would buy stupid gifts for and teach all about the Seattle grunge rock music scene in the early 90s.
This was all wrong.
They were losing, and she knew it. She could feel it like a weight in the air, like smelling ozone and pichor before it started raining. They were going to die, despite everything, they were all going to die, and all over some stupid ugly gems? No jewelry was worth this bullshit. Her eyes fell to the glowing stone, watching it strobe in the smoke, like it was waiting for something.
Or someone.
"You know what? Fuck this."
Darcy climbed uneasily to her feet, using the tacky van for support. Moving hurt like a bitch and she clutched at her ribs. She couldn't take a full breath without a stabbing pain. Rib fractures? Probably. She'd never had any so she couldn't say for sure. But she hurt, and was exhausted, and was just so over everything. If this gem was so fucking important, then someone needed to grab it, right? If it was a weapon that could be used to keep people from dying, then it was her duty to help. She didn’t have super vision or super strength. She couldn’t kill anyone with her bare hands, or shoot webs out of her wrists, or turn into a monster. If the only way she could help was to grab the stone and keep it safe, then that’s what she was going to do.
She'd probably come to regret it, but she thought that way about a lot of things she’d done in her life, and they'd all led her here, right here, so maybe it was all for a reason. Fuck, she hoped it was all for a reason.
Darcy took a breath, not all the way in because fucking ow, but looked over to Jane with a pained grin. "Tick your percentage up to a hundred for me, kay?"
Jane had to yell to be heard over the wall of sound. "What?"
"If you have a girl and don't name her after me, I'll come back and haunt your ass!"
Realization dawned on Jane’s face, realizing what her friend was about to do. "Darcy, wait!"
She didn't listen to Jane, didn’t even look back at her, afraid that if she did she’d get too chicken shit and stop. She took a few stumbling steps forward, then broke into an all out run, making a beeline for the glowing stone.
Darcy was stupid, so fucking stupid, but she didn't have any super powers. Maybe this was hers.
Stupidity.
Stupidity on a scale never before seen in this galaxy.
She only had to dodge one wayward blast of some kind (was someone using an honest to Odin Star Wars phaser?!?) on her way, skidding in the dirt, sliding like it was home base. Right before her fingers closed around the glowing amber gem, Darcy shut her eyes and threw a prayer into the Universe.
Please let this matter, David Bowie, wherever you are, please just let this matter.
Jane screamed at Darcy, terror seizing her chest, arm stretching out as if she could stop her from doing what she knew her friend was about to do. When a blast of orange light erupted from Darcy, Jane threw her arm over her eyes, retinas burning with the negative image of her friend’s body.
Almost, as if a switch had been flipped, the sounds of combat went quiet. A hush fell over the battlefield and everyone, wounded, bloody, and beaten, turned their heads to see the body of a young woman begin to hover above the ground, dark hair swirling and eyes burning with amber light.
Thanos - whose massive hand was wrapped around Captain America’s neck, who was seconds away from victory, who was already grinning in triumph - looked toward the woman and the gem, his face contorting in fury. He threw Steve Rogers’ body aside, taking three large steps before launching himself at her. He was moving impossibly fast, too fast, no way for anyone who was there to intervene or stop him.
The woman’s hand rose, her amber eyes turning to look at the purple-skinned creature. He hung in the air, suspended and frozen, death and destruction on his face. The woman looked at him, staring into his eyes, seemingly weighing him with her gaze. A moment of silence, and then the simple word 'no' formed on her lips. With a scream of rage, Thanos was enveloped in amber, combusting into ash, orange electricity sparking through the air where he’d been seconds before.
No one moved.
No one breathed.
Finally, in the silence, the woman smiled softly. "Neat."
Blackness.
There was music playing somewhere, something soft and gentle and muted as if it was coming from another room. Darcy was warm, and calm, and she felt great. Like ‘I’ve just spent a weekend in a day spa being pampered and ‘eating whatever I want because calories don’t count’ great. Had she ever felt this great? She didn’t think so.
“Darcy?”
She frowned. That wasn’t her name. Was it? Hers was older, and in a different language, and she didn’t have the right biology to make the sounds correctly. She tried it for herself, letting the name roll around her tongue. “Daaaaarrrrrrcccccccccy.”
“Darcy, can you hear me?”
No. Well, she could hear, but she didn’t want to. She wanted to go back to the spa and the zero-calorie cheesecake, and the strong hands of a masseuse named Claude who was wearing shorts way too small to be legal. Darcy wanted to stay there, adrift on a sea of happiness and fluffy towels. She didn’t want to leave.
Suddenly, and despite her futile cries of ‘noooooooo’, memories began to flood back into her brain, crashing against her mind like a tsunami.
Owwwww, damn it.
She heard her name said again, groaning when she realized she couldn’t hide in her spa any longer. Her voice was rough when it her lips formed the words. “There is no Darcy, ‘s only Zuul.”
When she heard a sob, Darcy carefully squinted open one eye. It was bright, much too bright, but she slowly focused on the shapes looking down at her. Jane’s head cleared in her vision, and she saw the tears fresh on her face. She watched Jane, her beautiful best friend Jane, the only person who’d put up with her for more than a month at a time, crying softly against Thor’s chest.
Darcy frowned. She was forgetting something, Or remembering something. Everything seemed so fuzzy. And too gotdamn bright! “Hey, Big Guy, whatdja do?” She didn’t like it when Jane cried and if Thor was the one to blame, she’d make it known just how much she didn’t like it.
“Wasn’t him, Freaks and Geeks. What on Earth made you grab that stone?”
That voice was new, she thought, turning her gaze from Thor to Tony Stark. Tony Fucking Stark was standing over her, pinning her with a look. And boy was it A Look. “What stone?”
“The stone. The stone to end all stones?”
“Was it a Rolling Stone? Richards, perhaps?” Darcy laughed at herself, but it looked like she was the only one. That was sad, as she thought it was a rather funny joke and deserved at least a chuckle. But maybe jokes just weren’t the Avengers thing, as she watched Stark roll his eyes and take a step away from her.
“We’re not sure how you did it, but you absorbed one of the infinity stones.”
Darcy’s rolled her cheek onto the pillow, grin widening when she saw Steve Rogers, Captain Freaking America, sitting at her bedside. “I know you. You punched Hitler.” He was dirty, and bloody, and Darcy knew vaguely that it was weird to find that attractive, but damn did he look good.
The small grin he gave her comment made her chest flutter all funny. But when the flutter continued and started getting worse, she realized that maybe it wasn’t just the hunky blond who was looking at her. Nope definitely felt like she was going to erupt. Erupt?!
“Wha…”
Darcy sat up suddenly, hearing several chairs screech across the floor as their occupants scrambled backward from her. Her hands were crackling with orange energy. Not lightning, not electricity, but swirls of brilliant amber light. It was almost like smoke, she was able to wave her fingers through it, leaving it spinning in tendrils. For the first time since waking, she felt the stirrings of fear. “That’s… new. What happened to me?”
“Uh, We’re still not sure,” a man with rumpled clothes said as he came closer, pulling his glasses off and scrutinizing her hands. “We need to run tests, see if you’ve had changes at a cellular level. If something in your DNA’s been altered, we could use the information to determine what kind of abilities to expect.”
“Abilities?” Darcy’s eyes widened and she looked over at Jane, her voice rising an octave. “Am I going to die?”
Jane started to take a step toward her, but Darcy watched Thor place a hand on her elbow, holding her back. She seemed to think better of moving, giving Darcy a small smile, tone encouraging. “No, Darce, no, of course not. You’re going to be fine.”
At Jane’s words, it was like a kaleidoscope flashed over Darcy’s vision. Everything went black, but she could see blobs of colors where people had just stood. Where Jane had been there was a pretty purple, like lilacs, like the pastel plastic Easter Eggs she’d been forced to be excited about as a kid. But as Darcy watched, the purple flashed an angry red color. She wasn’t sure how she knew, but she knew Jane wasn’t telling the truth.
“You’re lying,” Darcy said, shaking her head, “you don’t know if I’m going to be alright.”
“There’s a lot we’re not sure of,” Steve said. Darcy turned her head to where he’d been sitting beside her. “We just want to make sure you’re somewhere safe. Then we can work together on figuring out what happened.”
Steve Rogers glowed a brilliant gold, but there was a vein of cobalt in that gold, pretty and shiny. Beautiful and honest. It took a shake of her head for the colors to dissipate and it left her feeling a bit dizzy. From what she’d seen, he really did believe they were going to be able to help her. Or at least he was lying to himself about it.. Either way, she was glad for the heavy optimism he seemed to maintain.
“Did we at least take down Ivan Ooze Guy?” Darcy looked between them when they said nothing. They were all looking at her oddly, like they had no idea what she was talking about, and it pulled her lips into a frown. “Ivan Ooze? Bad purple oozey guy from the Power Rangers movie? Come on, nobody?”
Thor grinned down at her, realizing what she’d been asking. “It was not us, Lady Darcy, but you. You defeated Thanos, The Mad Titan, in single combat.”
She looked up at the god suspiciously. She thought she ought to remember killing someone who had their own tagline. Mad Titan? Really? How fucking pretentious. Even now, knowing she’d be able to tell if he was lying, she still didn’t believe him. “Bullshit,” she breathed, waiting for one of them to laugh and tell her what’d really happened.
“It’s true.” Her gaze swung to Stark, who was gesturing as if he was going to pluck the explanation from the air, annoyed that he was having to validate it in the first place. “It’s ridiculous and outside the realm of anything remotely possible, but it’s true.”
Darcy looked at Jane, and Thor, and the man with glasses, and the delicious blond specimen at her side, but they were all giving her the same look. She’d done it. She’d actually done it. She’d put the call into the universe and David Bowie had made her the Babe with The Power!
“Well then. Score one for Team Stupid!” Darcy said, throwing her still-glowing hands in the air. From behind the group gathered she heard what sounded suspiciously like a snort. As she’d had yet to make anyone laugh, she found herself interested in who she’d broken first. She leaned to her left (putting her closer to Captain America who smelled like freedom and never having to pay taxes again) so she could see around Stark.
The man was leaning against the wall, legs crossed at the ankles, hiding the laugh he’d just made behind his metal hand. His hair was dark and hung around his shoulders. The tactical gear he was wearing seemed like it had far too many latches and buckles than was necessary, and as she blinked at him, the blackness stole her vision again and she was able to see him in hues.
“Whoooooaaaa.”
He was a swirl of crimson, of blood, like life concentrated down into a color. Around all that red, on the edges and almost looking like it’d been burned, was the color of charcoal and ash. But even under that was a vein of brilliant cobalt, a perfect match for the blue running through Captain America, too.
“So pretty.” The man wasn’t hard to look at, either, to be honest. Not man, she thought to herself, that’s the Winter Soldier. She recognized him from the news, and though he looked a bit too dour for her tastes, she was able to appreciate a man who could give a good ‘brood’. She shook her head - dizzzzy - until her vision cleared and she was left looking at everyone, whole and pure and not colored with crayons.
The entire room’s eyebrows knit together and followed her line of sight, casting a backward glance at the man. Darcy watched the soldier realize everyone was looking at him, pushing off the wall. For what it was worth, she thought he acted entirely appropriately when his jaw clenched, he glared at everyone, then swiftly exited the room. The eyes in the room turned back to her, the range of expressions from mild amusement to outright befuddlement.
She shrugged her shoulders at them. “He’s pretty. I mean, I’m seeing colors. Pretty colors.” She gestured with her hands toward the slowly closing door. “Swirling around. He had a lot of pretty colors. Seeing colors isn’t normal, right? That’s a bad sign?”
Everyone seemed to share a look that she didn’t understand, but it seemed like there was a metric fuck ton of stuff she wasn’t grasping just yet. Like the fact that she could see fucking colors and had killed someone.
“Bruce and Tony will have a look, and we’ll go from there. We’ll figure this out, I promise.” Steve Rogers was radiating comfort and Darcy drank it in, letting her eyes linger on the blue of his eyes, a color she’d be a-okay with seeing all the time.
“Well, you are the man with the plan,” Darcy said, giving him a mock salute. The wry grin he flashed her way made her smile widen. Sweet Jeezie Creezie I made Captain America grin!
As he stood and turned away from her, she threw a thumbs up sign at Jane, nodding her head in the direction of the Captain’s retreating form. As if to say ‘Did you see that? Did you just witness that poetry in motion? It was like the first time listening to The Beatles!’
Her thumb was still lightly glowing.
Jane took a step closer to the bed she was laid out on, mouth turning downward as she looked at Darcy with worry in her whiskey-colored eyes. “Maybe you don’t touch anyone until we get this figured out?”
Darcy made a small groan of disappointment but smiled when Jane raised an eyebrow at her. “Fine, yes. Hands-off the Captain. Got it.”
Soon enough it was just Jane and Thor left in the little medical room, and Darcy shifted under the weight of their gazes. “Okay, the rest of the famous people are gone. Tell me what actually happened.” She saw the look of confusion on their faces. “I mean, yeah, I grabbed the stone and, presto, I ended up killing the purple guy. But after that?”
Carefully, Jane sat on the edge of the bed, making sure there was space between their bodies. “After you collapsed, everyone stopped fighting. S.H.I.E.L.D. agents took Thanos’ minions away. We couldn’t seem to wake you, so we brought you here.”
“And here is…”
“The Avengers compound in upstate New York.”
Darcy’s eyebrows raised. “How’d I get here?”
“The Vision transported you safely. He was very gentle with your body.”
Frowning at the visual Thor’s words brought, Darcy shook her head. “Okay. How long -”
“The entire trip here. Then another 2 hours.” Jane lifted her hand like she wanted to squeeze Darcy’s shoulder, or throw her arms around her, or something so she knew her friend was actually alright, but she stopped herself. “I was so worried. Why? Why did you grab that stone?”
Darcy opened her mouth to tell her it had been the right thing to do, that she’d just wanted to help, that she could see they were all about to die and it had terrified her to the core, but she couldn’t. She would have to unpack that whole list some other time. “I don’t know,” Darcy said finally, knowing from Jane’s face that her friend didn’t believe her in the slightest.
“It was one of the bravest things I’ve ever witnessed,” Thor said, his golden retriever like smile drawing one of her own. “And the stupidest. Stupid but mighty.”
“Could you please get that printed on a coffee mug? Or a t-shirt?” Darcy watched Jane stand up with a roll of her eyes, glad to have taken the deep worry from her friend’s face, if only for a little while. “So what happens now?”
“I think right now you get some more rest, and then we start running tests, figure out what happened and how to fix you.”
Darcy frowned. “Fix me?”
Jane turned and gave her a pained expression. “That came out wrong. I don’t mean fix. I mean… well, I don’t know what I mean, actually. If this is something that can be reversed, maybe that’s what needs done. If it’s not something that can be reversed, we need to make sure it’s not going to hurt you. If it’s something permanent and you start showing abilities other than your... “
“Kaleidoscope eyes?” she offered.
“... retinal synesthesia,” Jane said, mouth pursing, “then we find out the full breadth of your abilities.”
Darcy had no idea what Jane was talking about, but she nodded her head like she did. “Okay. Sleep. Here? I have to sleep here?”
“... the others expressed concerns about having you travel outside the medical area.”
That had to have been the nicest way anyone had ever been told people were scared of them, and Darcy was grateful for the gentle way Thor was handling her. Not that she was going to break, but being told ‘we’re keeping you locked up because you freak us the fuck out’ probably wouldn’t help keep her as calm.
“Okay. Is it… our place? My clothes?”
“About that…”
Darcy could see it in Jane’s face. All their stuff was gone. She should have known better than to keep anything more than what could fit in a suitcase. It’s how she’d grown up, shuffling from foster home to foster home, but she’d gotten too comfortable with Jane, and the steady work, and the staying in one place for longer than six months.
“Well can I get something else to wear? I think these jeans have seen better days.” Finally taking a moment to look at herself, Darcy was well aware that the clothes she currently had on were toast. Covered in dirt and grime. Parts of them burned and ashy, others as if they’d been charred by fire. Other than a slight headache, and some soreness around her ribs, she felt relatively healthy physically.
“I keep a few pieces here in the occasion I cannot return to Asgard. I can gather some for you. They will likely be too large -”
“Yes. Please. Thor clothes would be lovely. Thanks.” Darcy wasn’t sure why, but wearing a shirt that smelled like the large blond sounded like heaven, like a security blanket she could wrap herself in. “And then we can go and get me more later?” She looked at Jane, her hope fading at the look in her friend’s eyes. “Fine. I stay here. You get me stuff. But stuff I’ll like. None of your L.L.Bean ‘I’m emulating an eighty-year-old woman’ thing you wear so well.”
The flash of annoyance on Jane’s face settled something in Darcy. At least some things hadn’t changed.
“What do you think?”
Bruce removed his glasses, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I think that she’s lucky to be alive. If what Quill said is true, then she shouldn’t have been able to survive touching the stone. He watched one of the stones turn a person to ash when they touched it, just like it did to Thanos.”
“No,” Tony said, arms crossed over his chest, shaking his head, “the stone didn’t destroy Thanos. She did. He didn’t even get a chance to touch the stone. She destroyed him.”
“But that opens the possibilities that she might be dangerous. Is it safe to keep her here?”
Sighing, Bruce slipped his glasses back on, giving Steve an uncertain expression. “Um, the short answer? I don’t know. The long answer? We’ll have to run tests. I don’t even know what tests to run, so we’ll do them all”
“And if she is dangerous?”
Steve’s blue gaze slipped to Bucky. He hadn’t joined their circle, content to stay on the fringe, wanting to hear everything but not wanting to participate. That he’d asked a question at all was surprising. “Then we figure out a way to handle it.”
“Handle it? And what exactly would that entail?”
Sighing, Steve turned toward Tony as he answered. “I don’t want to argue, Tony.”
“This isn’t arguing. This is a discussion. That girl in there saved our asses. You saw how close he was to taking everything. That you’re even walking right now is a fucking miracle. There will be no ‘handling’ here. There will be science, and science will be the one figuring this one out, not your weapon.”
Steve could feel Bucky bristle at Tony’s words. There’d been a truce of sorts between the billionaire and his best friend. Defeat Thanos, using everyone they had. The Earth and everything on it was at stake. He knew better than to hope that the line they’d been toeing would stay status quo.
“I am not a weapon,” Bucky growled, grey eyes holding Tony’s, refusing to back down. Steve held his breath, not sure if he was going to have to step in.
Tony’s jaw ticked, Steve could almost hear him grinding his teeth, but he turned back to Steve. “She needs to stay in the med ward. The less people know about her, the better. You should radio Barton, make sure when they land in Wakanda that they know to keep it hush.”
Steve nodded, stepping aside so Tony could leave. Bruce reached up and patted Steve’s shoulder as he passed, and he had to wonder if that was some kind of unofficial apology for Tony’s behavior. Steve understood, but it did little to help ease the situation. It was fraught, and messy, and some days it was easier than others.
At least Tony hadn’t argued against Bucky staying here, or going on missions, or being in the same room. But that weight was always there and Steve felt it on his shoulders, as he did with almost everything.
Sighing, he turned toward the only other person in the room, holding his hand out toward Bucky. He watched those slate eyes he knew so well soften, no longer on edge or readying for a battle. Bucky took his hand and Steve pulled the other man against his chest, taking solace as he wrapped his arms around him. “I didn’t think we’d be able to pull it off.”
“Almost didn’t,” Bucky mumbled against Steve’s neck. He took a deep breath - cedar and musk and Steve - and pulled back so he could press his lips to Steve’s, soft, softer than he did almost anything else. “Seeing that hand wrapped around your throat…”
Steve nodded, the memory of that moment washing over him again. He’d seen death over and over, but looking in Thanos’ eyes was like looking the reaper in the face. He’d begun to say his goodbyes in his head, and then there’d been a blast and he’d been tossed aside, like a rag doll, like he was inconsequential, like it was all just a game.
He supposed it was to Thanos, just another game where he already knew the outcome and was just going through the motions.
But he’d lost. By some miracle that none of them understood yet, Thanos had lost and they’d won the day.
Steve pulled Bucky toward him again, the press of his lips familiar and comforting, sighing against the other man’s mouth as the exhaustion began to set in. “I might sleep for a week,” he whispered against Bucky’s lips, not ready to pull back just yet.
“Liar,” came the gravelly response, and Steve smiled at the affection in Bucky’s tone.
“Gotta call Barton. Make sure the team knows that our savior is alive and well.”
“Nat?”
“Just along for the ride. Sam and Wanda are going to stay, help T’Challa.” Bucky nodded, taking a step back, and Steve watched as some of the guard returned to his eyes, the look he carried when it wasn’t just them. This was a Bucky no one else got to see. All they saw was the soldier, but Steve knew he was so much more.
Steve took a moment to look at Bucky, just drinking him in, knowing that they’d survived. Against all the odds, his goodbyes had faded into nothing, unsaid and unneeded. He was grateful, thankful. He smiled and started for the door.
“Steve?”
He stopped and turned to look at Bucky. There was something in the other man’s voice that he couldn’t place. “Yeah?”
“What do we do if she is dangerous?”
There was a long silence. It was ended by Steve’s voice, uncertain and tired. “I don’t know, Buck. I don’t know.”
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All the women in MCU movies still alive who can be in Infinity War if Marvel so chose
Betty Ross, Wanda Maximoff, Pepper Potts, Maria Hill, Christine Everheart, Natasha Romanoff, Jane Foster, Darcy Lewis, Sharon Carter, Hope van Dyne, Gamora, Nebula, Mantis, Nova Prime, Maggie Lang, Cassie Lang, Sif, Hela (?), Valkyrie, Christine Palmer, Nakia, Okoye, Shuri, Ramonda, Ayo, Laura Barton, Tina Minoru, Bambi Argobast, May Parker, Councilwoman Hawley, Chess Roberts
The list is in no particular order. All of the characters had to have first and last names or a reason for their first name to not be used (like Hawley), be addressed by her position (Nova Prime) or not have a last name (Gamora, Nebula, Mantis, Sif, Valkyrie).
I included Hela on the off-chance she might survive Ragnarok.
That gives us 31 female characters who COULD be in the cast. Eight have been confirmed.
Meanwhile, the male characters include, but are not limited to: Groot, Thanos, Thor, Peter Quill, Dr Strange, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Nick Fury, Rocket Raccoon, Drax, Peter Parker, Bucky Barnes, Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Scott Lang, the Collector, Vision, Yondu, T’Challa, Wong, Kraglin, Cul Obsidian.
That’s 22 confirmed, just on one page. I didn’t have to go digging through individual cast lists. If I had? I would have found:
N’Jobu, M’Baku, Ulysses Klaue, Zuri, W’Kabe, Everett Ross, Eric Killmonger, Mordo, Dr Nicodemus West, Stakar Ogord, Ego, Hank Pym, Sam Wilson, Luis, Kurt, Dave, Gale, Paxton, Loki, Heimdall, Odin, Grandmaster, Volstagg, Hogun, Fandral, Erik Selvig, Lt Col James Rhodes, Zemo, Happy Hogan
That’s 29, and I wasn’t even trying that hard. I never hit “full cast list,” those are just people listed above the cut, so to speak.
We know that not all of the female characters will show up. But the best we can hope for is 31 female characters to at least 51 male characters. Right now, the confirmed cast is roughly 3 male chars for every 1 female char, and that’s ridiculous.
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