Round 4
Round 4 is now closed.
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Welcome to norsekink .
Keep up the awesome, folks.
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NOTE: We've noticed that some of the prompts being posted have Thor characters only making cameos or not featured at all. We realize that Thor is closely involved in the Avengers, but we're requesting that any ( Read more... )
It’s definitely the most surreal thing that’s ever happened to her, and all Darcy can do, really, is act the way she always acts in RL when she meets someone from the internet. Ignore the ‘normal’ people staring, and flirt like a demon. She’s already sitting next to him on the benchtop, with her legs crossed towards him and her glasses tipped down before she remembers that he’s Loki, and he’s probably definitely going to kill her. And yet her mouth won’t stop talking.
“The real question, mister swifter-than-the-wind,” she asks him, “is do you prompt, or do you fill?”
Loki raises an eyebrow at the question and, oh god, she’s in high school. This is high school all over again, and guys as hot as Loki don’t want the girl who wears glasses and has dumb hair. This is just like high school, except with more potential to get murdered.
But Loki seems pleased to ignore her minor breakdown in favour of leaning in and grinning, “Ms Lewis, I prompt and I fill.” The look in his eyes is just wicked.
Which means that, holy shitballs, he’s flirting back. And she knows it’s a terrible idea, but she can’t quite stop herself from saying, “Whoa, you swing both ways?” and mirroring his body language and tone, “Me too.”
Because, what the fuck. He is hot. He’s got the whole lean, dark and intense enough to burn thing going on. And she totally gets why the meme likes to fantasise about him. Something to do with his pretty eyes and long fingered hands and the way he licks his lips like he’s just totally licked his lips right here, and Darcy’s brain checks out for a second to think about that.
Loki either doesn’t notice or pretends not to notice as he tries to puzzle out where he read that swifter than the wind line. She’s watching for it, so she can fully appreciate the quick progression of realisation-to-shock-to-total-disdain on his face when he remembers. “Oh,” he says flatly. “It was a Thor/Loki shipping fic, wasn’t it?”
Darcy puts on her most commiserating voice. “Yeah,” she says, “It totally shipped you with your brother.” The look Loki shoots her lets her know she wasn’t quite successful at hiding the laughter, but Loki’s lips are quirking too, so that’s probably okay.
“You know,” he says, letting the rueful smile loose, “even though I do love the malicious little kick to be had in prompting Thor/Coulson non-con... I can’t stand the Thor/Loki ship. Oh.” He looks suddenly horrified when a thought occurs to him. “Oh, you don’t think there’s a portmanteau couple name for us, is there?” The horror melts to a grimace. “Thorki sounds like the kind of name you’d give to a pet you didn’t love very much.”
Darcy can’t help the snort of laughter, or quite resist pretending to mask it with a fake cough. “Sorry, dude. Thorki. It’s terrible, but fandom moves in mysterious ways.” Loki is glaring, but somehow this one is nowhere near as scary as it should be. “I swear, people only ship Clint and Natasha because they get to call the pairing Black Hawk.”
“No, no-no, they ship Black Hawk because it makes sense!” Loki waves a hand to illustrate just how much sense it made shipping the only gay member of the team (as far as Darcy can tell - and, okay, she’s just guessing Clint is gay) in practically the only het pairing in the fandom. “Those two are the only unenhanced humans in the Avengers.”
“Yeah, and you and Thor are the only two Gods in the fandom.” Loki looks pained.
“Maybe, but... do people just not know we’re brothers?”
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He rolls his eyes, and Darcy is about to favour him with an impish grin when he bursts into motion, sliding fluidly off the bench and he drags her to her feet by the front of her shirt. She stumbles, landing against his chest, and the jerking movement knocks all the air from her lungs. Darcy has one moment, one terrible, terrifying moment to realise that you’re adopted might not be the right thing to say to a supervillain with daddy issues, and that she is about to die before the door bursts open in a flurry of sound and light.
The cavalry turns out to be Clint (really?), Bruce and Steve with his beautiful, beautiful shield and Darcy reaches out a hand towards them. Loki just grins ear to ear, and his hands in her shirt lift her to the tips of her toes. “Oh,” he breathes, as if he was just interrupted doing a little light reading, “Hawkeye. Isn’t this one of yours?”
Loki’s ankle sweeps under hers, and he swings her in Clint’s general direction so hard that she leaves the ground completely. Then it’s all daring rescues and concussion and a lot of shouting, and Darcy manages to creep under one of the benches and stays there until it’s all over.
It’s only much, much later, when she’s avoided Coulson’s debriefing by pretending to be traumatised, that Darcy stops to wonder how much of that was deliberate on Loki’s part. Did he know there were superheroes right outside the door? It really would not have helped his reputation to be caught talking fanfic with Darcy.
Her shirt is ripped, and she’s pretty sure she got whiplash when he threw her at his enemy. As she heads for home at last, she’s composing pole dancing Loki prompts in her head for the whole drive.
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Not the OP, but that shouldn't stop me from loving you now should it?
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Here, have some <3 back!
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And Darcy should totally drag Loki off to a con to meet more fans...
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Also: Yay! New chapter! :-)
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I'm still imagining RPS-dedicated conventions, though, with Steve and Tony sitting behind a table looking mortified, and Loki disguised in the audience asking awful, awful questions. XD
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I love this!
Also, hah for Darcy prompting ridiculous things about her coworkers!
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Gah! Awesome.
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Loki in my head totally turned into Jensen Ackles for a second there.
Also, I love this fill and want to MARRY IT.
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BEST LINE EVER!!
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