#Darcy x Gambit

[sun-snatcher]

Wish. If u give me a Part 2 of your Gambit fic with ❛ we'll just have to make do.  ❜ where they both make it out of the Void together I will kiss u on the mouth rn I PROMISE u. Or a hug. Whichever works. PLS I JUST NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO THEM🙏🏼😫

♧ ⎯ ‘LIMBO LOSERS’ CLUB

summ. The TVA extends an olive branch. Wade’s Universe becomes home. Above all, you’re just thankful you’re not alone in this Multiversal mess. pairing. Void!Gambit x f!Anomaly!reader (established in #WELUCKYFEW) w.count. 1.6k a/n. Shirtless Channing + romantic hand tension. That's it. That's the tweet. ( Continuation of this imagine! )

YOU SURVIVE ALIOTH.

That’s the first surprise.

The second? 

The Time Variance Authority want to help, now. 

( Granted, it’d mostly been Wade who did the gruntwork of sending Elektra and Blade back to their Universes, but he had hit a wall when it came to you and Gambit considering you two were— according to him: “A coked up version of being homeless. Universe-less.” )

So here you are, a stray of the Multiverse, standing on the platform of a mid-century aestheticised monitor room somewhere outside the constraints of time, trying not to double over from the vertiginous aftermath of being thrown through Wade’s weird orange warbling door of space. 

TemPad, he’d called the device. Or… something. You’re half-sure you have a concussion, to be honest.

Alioth had done a number on you. 

Remy’s concerned.

“Here’s what I don’t understand,” Wade says, mask rolled up to his nose. (There’s a spoon and plate of key lime pie in his hands. You’re not even sure where he got it from.) “Where did Gambit come from? How come he just spawned into the MCU’s metaphysical Backrooms?”

“Candidly, he is a unique case.” 

Remy pulls his gaze from you to Hunter B-15.

“You, Mr. LeBeau, are the prime example of a Variant that’s borne from a timeline decaying just as quickly as it was formed. A rare type that fades instantly without unnatural interference, because an Anchor failed to develop.”

One of the CRT screens zip to a retro rubber-hose animated diagram: rapidly branching roots, ominous red flashing, and then an immediate blink into nothing. Talk about dramatic effect.

“Your Universe falls in the rare category of those that never managed to come into fruition; but sometimes— incredibly rarely— remnants just like you manage to slip through, and instead of ceasing to exist… Well, you automatically end up getting spit into the Void.”

A pause.

Then, from behind, Wade bursts into a cackle.

“Ha! Wow, she basically called you a discontinued fucking nobody,” he wheezes. “You’re quite literally the equivalent of a failed movie pitch that’s been forgotten on the floor of Feige’s writers’ room.”

Screens flicker. 

Your breath hitches. 

Versions of different Gambit’s play out in the monitor-wall, all alike and yet different in their individual realities. Some have black eyes. Some have top-hats (“Ah, that’s 2009 Origins,” Wade muses. “Do all Variants of you just have a beautiful face? I mean, it’s kinda unfair—”). 

Some look like identical copies.

[EARTH-TRN2922].

It’s… your timeline. 

Your friends in the Mutant war. Your Remy whose cards are scattered on the floor, blood in his hands, with you crumbling as you reach ou—

The Nine of Hearts in your pocket is impossibly heavy. You turn away to steel yourself. 

( “Yeah, okay, enough lore recap. Jesus, you guys are more of a dick than I am; Read the room and turn that shit off,” Wade chides a passing agent. He gets it. He’d lost Vanessa once, too, and he’s not quite sure even he can relive that pain. )

“Mais non, y’not makin’ no sense t’me,” Remy says, confused, “I’ve got memories; means I’ve got history jus’ like my Variants. How y’gon’ explain that?”

“Gaps of memories you have— knowledge of places, people, events— that comes from fixed synchronicities shared in your Temporal Aura across all your Multiversal Variants.” 

She’s met with slow, owlish blinks. Wade waves his hand in lazy dismissal.

“Forgive them. They didn’t watch Loki Season One or Two. Not that it matters, anyway. People barely understood what was going on.”

A sigh. “There’s no way to put this gently, Mr LeBeau,” B-15 concludes, tone dipping into something sympathetic. “But what I’m trying to say is that: you don’t have a Universe to go back to, because it never existed.”

She purses her lips as she catches his torn gaze. “I’m sorry.”

And that— That pisses you off.

“I’m… sorry?” you parrot, stepping forward. “That’s all you can say after everything that’s happened to us? His existence began with the Void, and my Universe was pruned by your agents. Innocent lives gone because your people decided they wanted to play God once upon a damn time—!” 

“Pump the hate breaks, you stray,” Wade calls. "Why'd you think I brought the both of you here?"

You reluctantly withdraw.

“I can’t bring you home,” B-15 supplies, matter-of-fact. “But I can find a compatible timeline for you. For both of you. A safe do-over, if you will.”

Wade’s smile is coy.

The ‘Merc with a mouth’ has a home surprisingly… cozy.

Albeit a little tumbledown and messy with its wallpaper-torn brick walls and creaking hardwood floors— but, it’s charming. Lived in. He has a life here in this rickety two-bedroom apartment; framed photographs of friends and snatches of livelihood sit across dressers and are pasted against his magnet-crowded refrigerator.

Reminds you abit of your home, too.

“Listen,” chirps Wade’s voice, somewhere down the short hall to his room. “My advice? Save yourself the identity crisis and brain aneurysm. All this multiversal horse-crap was created just so that Marvel can write themselves out of any corner. Just sit there and be sexy for the readers, okay, Magic Mike?”

You’re halfway towards them when the doorbell rings. 

“Ooh! That must be the pizza I ordered. Or Blind Al. Or Logan.” Wade pops out to sidle past you with a wink and a whispered: “Who knows, really? This is just the part of the story where I conveniently disappear so you and Cajun Tatum here can share a moment.”

You don’t quite understand— but you’ve learned to not bother attempting when it comes to him.

Your knock is soft against the doorframe. 

“Hey.”

Beside a lone corner of the bed, Remy turns to look over his shoulder. 

He’s fresh out the shower— faded towel tied around his waist, brown hair still damp and dripping water down his bare chest. His old clothes have been draped over a desk chair. 

You try not to stare, but—

But. 

He’s handsome. Devilishly so, with the bruises sweeping across the flex of all his stupidly lean, corded muscles.

You always had a thing for roguish-looking men.

“Hi,” he says, knowingly. ( It’s a dulcet croon, if anything. Cheeky bastard. ) “Y’okay? Got y’self cleaned up.”

Remy watches you gather yourself with a quick clear of your throat, pull at the sleeves of the scratchy hoodie you’re now wearing that’s practically swallowing you whole. 

You look rested. At ease. 

…Pretty.

“Yeah. Showered. We don’t smell like ass anymore, that’s for sure,” you say, making a face.

And then you’re nodding over to the black-and-blue contusions blooming over his skin. “You know, I’m sure there’s something frozen in the icebox for that.”

“Icebox?” 

You smile. “Yeah, that’s what you guys call it in Louisiana, right?”

“That we do, chèr,” he laughs. But it’s ducked down, quiet. Thin. “ ‘Least, I think so.”

You follow his downcast eyes to a small stack of folders— TVA files he easily thieved (unsurprisingly) from under their noses the moment he stepped foot into the room. 

He’d skimmed the manila dossiers: Absolute Points. Anchor Beings. Variant Anomalies. Some names he’d recognised and some he didn’t, most stamped or blacklisted. 

Pietro Maximoff. Edward Brock. Loki Laufeyson. 

Remy LeBeau.

Some part of you crumples. It’s one thing to not be able to return to a Universe, and another to not have even had one. 

“S’funny,” he chuckles dryly, picking his casefile up with a distant look, “My memories… I thought I’d done gon’ left a whole life behind me the entire time I been stuck in the Void— Friends. Family. An’ turns out the Void’s all I had.”

“Feels like…” he shrugs. Tries to piece his unmoored thoughts into something more cohesive. He’s never felt so horrifically adrift his entire life— whatever ‘entire life’ could mean for him now, anyway— not even when he'd been marooned in the barren wastelands of the Void.

 “Feels like I ain’t real. Hell, I don’t know what is real, anymore, chèr. I don’t— I just don’t know. I don't know anythin'."

You shake your head in disagreement nigh instantly. 

“No, no.” Pushing off the doorway, you cross the threshold with gentle admonishment lanced over your features. “You’re here. You are real.” 

The room is small. The distance you share is… close. Just enough that you catch the scent of peppermint toothpaste and coconut shampoo; Just enough that you can slide the documents out of his hands.

His fingers brush against yours. 

He wonders if you’d felt the kinetic trill of energy run through him at the contact.

“Can I be honest, Remy?”

You look up at him. 

“Mais oui, chèr. Y’can always be honest wit’ Gambit.”

You wave your hand at the TVA files. “I’m scared as shit being in a new Universe,” you blurt, truthfully. “This second chance means… a new life. New path. New everything. I don’t know what that’s like either and frankly, I am not prepared for this at all.”

You pause for a breath. “But for what it’s worth? I’m glad that you’re here. That’s… That’s about the only thing that I know.”

Then, as if dwarfed by the sheer vulnerability in your words, you take an awkward step back as you shrug. “And if you don’t feel the same, well. You and I, we’ll just have to make do, regardless.”

The sudden retreat is painfully endearing. Has him letting out a bright laugh that warms something nestled deep in your ribs.

“I’m glad I got you too, chèr,” he grins. 

“Yeah?” You flash a smile, having found your way back to the door.

Remy’s eyes fall to your face— tarrying. He follows the flutter of your lashes, the slope of your cheek, the curl of your lips. 

“…Yeah.”

Your idling, fond gaze sears him like a low-grade fever. 

The thrum buzzes in hands, again.

Your Gambit really was blind, he thinks, just as you slip away and disappear around the corner.

His palm flexes open, and shut.

[forasecondtherewedwon]

second's (eclectic) masterlist

Hello! Under the cut, you’ll find all the fics I’ve written for these fandoms:

television:

The Artful Dodger ⁎ Bodyguard ⁎ Bridgerton ⁎ Daisy Jones & The Six

Daybreak ⁎ Deadly Class ⁎ Dickinson ⁎ A Discovery of Witches ⁎ Dollface

The Falcon and the Winter Soldier ⁎ For All Mankind ⁎ Gilmore Girls ⁎ Hawkeye

Heartstopper ⁎ The Irregulars ⁎ Loki ⁎ The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel

Masters of the Air ⁎ My Lady Jane ⁎ Nancy Drew ⁎ Never Have I Ever

Peaky Blinders ⁎ Percy Jackson and the Olympians ⁎ Preacher

The Queen's Gambit ⁎ Riverdale ⁎ Sanditon ⁎ Schmigadoon! ⁎ Sex Education

The Sex Lives of College Girls ⁎ Stranger Things ⁎ Ted Lasso

The Umbrella Academy ⁎ WandaVision ⁎ Why Didn't They Ask Evans?

The Wilds

film:

Avengers: Endgame ⁎ Black Widow ⁎ The Hunger Games ⁎ Inception

King Kong ⁎ Marriage Story ⁎ No Time to Die ⁎ Spider-Man ⁎ Star Trek

Thor: Ragnorak ⁎ Top Gun: Maverick ⁎ Twisters ⁎ Wonder Woman

daisy jones & the six

E / 3k / Eddie x Camila - “Just Like Andy Warhol Said”

T / 1k - “Life and Death in Laurel Canyon”

E / 4k / Karen x Graham - “Typical Wonderful View”

deadly class

E / 5k / Petra x Billy - “Rats’ Waltz”

E / 9k / Petra x Billy x Lex - “We Test on Rats”

dickinson

M / 2k / Emily x Sue - “Another Dickinson”

T / 1k - “How Luscious Lies”

G / 376 / Emily x Sue - “Lands Away”

a discovery of witches (phoebe x marcus)

E / 2k - “Gladly Be a Fool”

E / 3k - “The Night Today”

the falcon and the winter soldier

T / 7k / Sam x Bucky - 3 Simple Rules for Dating a Centenarian

T / 1k - “À la Carter”

E / 5k / Bucky x Sarah - “Chasing Water Pumps”

E / 8k / Sam x Bucky - The Great Madripoorian Snake Off

T / 3k / Bucky x Sarah - “Guest Side Story”

T / 3k / Sam x Bucky - “Never a Gull Moment”

T / 4k / Sam x Bucky - “Stare Enough”

T / 2k / Sam x Bucky - “They're Sayin' (You're Gonna Be My Man)”

for all mankind

T / 1k / Margo x Sergei - “The Bridges of Madison”

G / 286 / Pam x Ellen - “Ode to the Front Porch”

T / 1k - “This Mortal Doyle”

gilmore girls (rory x jess)

E / 11k - Dreams I’ve Yet to Find

E / 24k - You Need Me to Be With You

the hunger games

E / 2k / Peeta x Johanna - “Elevator Pitch”

E / 2k / Katniss x Peeta - “Finally, Finally”

E / 4k / Katniss x Cato - “Lonely at the Top”

loki

G / 1k - “If You're a Robot and You Know It, Clap Your Hands”

G / 1k - “Mr. Second Chance”

T / 2k - “Riding in Cars With Lokis”

my lady jane

T / 1k / Guildford x Jane - “After the Horse Has Bolted”

E / 3k / Jane x Guildford - “Bad Latin”

E / 3k / Jane x Guildford - “Emotionally Stabled”

E / 15k / Jane x Guildford - It's Enough, It's Enough

E / 4k / Guildford x Jane - “Pure Grey”

T / 4k / Stan x Frances - “So, Hey, Check Me Out”

E / 1k / Jane x Guildford - “These Days Forth”

never have i ever (devi x paxton)

E / 4k - “Boy Meets Girlfriend”

M / 2k - “No Harm, No Towel”

T / 4k - “Runaway Ride”

M / 5k - “Swimming the Sonoran”

peaky blinders

E / 15k / Tommy x Grace - The Grand Dream of Things

E / 3k / Tommy x May - “Preferred Pastimes”

percy jackson and the olympians (2023- )

G / 830 / Sally x Poseidon - “but for the grace of gods”

G / 1k - “lullaby for a rottweiler”

T / 1k / Percy x Annabeth - “salt-and-vinegar dreams”

G / 967 / Percy x Annabeth - “soundtrack to a tooth alignment”

M / 875 / Sally x Poseidon - “a tall, tall tale no one believes”

sex education

E / 3k / Ola x Lily - “and the stars (they all aligned)”

E / 2k / Maeve x Isaac - “Please May I…?”

star trek

E / 3k / Bones x Carol - “The Deserted Planet, the Gorgeous Woman, and the Goddamn Torpedo”

E / 7k / Scotty x Jaylah - Something to Fix

stranger things

T / 2k / Steve x Nancy - “Always Mr. Right”

T / 458 / Eddie x Chrissy - “And Here’s to You, Chrissy Cunningham”

T / 1k / Lucas x Max - “The Kate Escape”

T / 1k / Lucas x Max - “The Lovers’ Lake Effect”

ted lasso

E / 8k / Keeley x Rebecca - “Cat Ladies”

T / 1k - “Crimminology”

E / 2k / Roy x Keeley - “The Halftime of It”

E / 3k / Ted x Sassy - “Sass Backwards”

wandavision

E / 34k / Darcy x Jimmy - Hex Life

G / 1k / Wanda x Vision - “Mailbox Blues”

T / 1k / Wanda x Vision - “The Neighbour Never Rings Twice”

G / 1k / Wanda x Vision - “One Papaya, Two Papaya”

T / 26k / Darcy x Jimmy - Only in a Sitcom

G / 1k / Wanda x Vision - “Our Names in a Heart”

why didn’t they ask evans? (frankie x bobby)

E / 2k - “One-Man Chauffeur”

E / 5k - “Sailors’ Hands”

the wilds

T / 2k - “Fourth Coming”

T / 738 - “Interviews by the Pool”

T / 1k / Shelby x Toni - “a verse about expecting the worst”

one-offs

Avengers: Endgame : Dolls' Eyes

Black Widow : “Same Day, Different Jumpsuit”

Bodyguard : “Don’t Ever Let Me Start”

Daybreak : “Garden-Variety Monsters”

Dollface : “Fender Is the Night”

Hawkeye : “An All-American January Christmas”

Heartstopper : “we sum up perfection like a handbook”

Inception (2010) : “Je Ne Regrette Rien”

The Irregulars : “The Sun Is Coming Up (I Think It’s Time)”

King Kong (2005) : “I’m Actually Quite Familiar With Your Work”

Marriage Story (2019) : “the whole night and the next day together”

No Time to Die : “The Blood You Owe”

Preacher : “Lonely, Handsome”

Sanditon : “Finding Georgiana”

Schmigadoon! : “I Fleetly Flee, I Fly”

The Sex Lives of College Girls : “An Abundance of Caution Tape”

Thor: Ragnorak : “In the Arms of the Anus”

Twisters (2024) : “get ya thinkin' (that you need me)”

The Umbrella Academy : “The Park Across the Way”

Wonder Woman (2017) : “Unconquered”

my fic masterlists

10 fics - the artful dodger

10 fics - bridgerton

13 fics - the marvelous mrs. maisel (midge x lenny)

12 fics - masters of the air

13 fics - nancy drew

13 fics - the queen's gambit (beth x benny)

38 fics - riverdale

71 fics - spideychelle

21 fics - top gun: maverick

[inkwelloftheeldar]

MUSE LIST

This list will be updated from time to time depending on muse, as there are many more characters I write for.

Note: My writing dialect & style changes to fit the verse. So, how I write in the fantasy verse (Tolkien, for example) will differ from how I write in a more modern verse (like X-Men).

ANIME Griffith (Berserk) ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

Meier Link (Vampire Hunter D) ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

Sebastian Michaelis (Black Butler) ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

Sesshoumaru (InuYasha) ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

ASOIAF / GOT / HOTD Jaime Lannister ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

Viserys I Targaryen ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

DC/MARVEL Alfred Pennyworth (DC) ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

Remy LeBeau/Gambit (Marvel) ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

Victor Fries/Mr. Freeze (DC) ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

DISNEY Claude Frollo (THoND) ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

Jafar (Aladdin) ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

HARRY POTTER Neville Longbottom ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

Severus Snape ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

JANE AUSTEN Colonel Christopher Brandon ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

Fitzwilliam Darcy Esquire ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

MO DAO ZU SHI / THE UNTAMED Lan Wangji ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

Wen Ning ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

STAR TREK James T. Kirk ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

THE MUMMY Rick O'Connell ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

TOLKIEN Arondir ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

Legolas Thranduilion ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

Saruman ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

Thranduil Oropherion (Main Muse) ( Primary | Secondary | Request )

[therisingdarkness]

Lack of Critical Thinking and Reading Comprehension in Fandom

I'm not the first person to write about this, but something happened over the weekend that finally hit at some part of me that just had me boiling over out of this weird rage and incredulity.

And I'm probably not going to be very kind, but I am going to try and be coherent about this because it's something that weighs heavily on me and makes me feel like a Boomer or something when it comes to the younger generation of fans (though not just the younger generation; I've seen older fans perpetuate this nonsense too, but it seems to be most prevalent in the newer gens).

So, full disclosure, I firmly believe that we, as a society, have waaaaay too much access to Creators--writers of shows, movies, comics, producers, directors, actors, etc. I don't think it's a good thing that we can just pop onto Twitter and ask writers or actors to confirm or deny headcanons. In fact, I think it's absolutely bonkers that anyone would feel that entitled.

It bothers me because on some level, it's people begging the creator of a thing to basically tell them how to think. Like...they're so scared of coming up with a single headcanon that, God forbid, is at odds with canon.

The particular example I'm going to use is the thing that set me off.

One of the most recent issues of one of the newer X-men titles has a scene where Rogue, Gambit, and Wolverine defeat a dragon; in the aftermath, Rogue happily jumps on Gambit, her husband, and says something to the effect of 'I'm gonna kiss my man, and if you don't like it you can look away...or don't, I don't really care,' and Wolverine is scratching his head like 'Where's my bike,' or something like that.

Now, just looking at the picture drawn and the words written, you can very obviously take this interaction at face value: Rogue wants to make out with her husband and she doesn't really care who sees.

However.

The way people flocked in droves to Twitter, to ask the writer of the comic if she intended for Rogue to sound like she was propositioning a threesome with Wolverine by not radically and firmly telling him to look away....it broke something inside of me. For the record, the writer was like 'Yeah that wasn't what I meant at all, I just meant that Rogue wants to kiss her man and she doesn't care who sees.'

But like...so fucking what?

Again, not to be a big fucking Boomer over this but like...back in my day, if we had even the inkling of a thought that a very obvious scene might have been hinting at something more, we called that 'subtext' and we made these nifty things called 'headcanons' and we either subscribed to them or didn't, and we went about our day.

But it feels to me like now, people are terrified of misinterpreting text. Like they don't want to have the wrong idea about a thing--and yes, this ties very much into purity culture and I'm gonna get to that in a fuckin' minute, but right now it's like this fandom-wide inability for people to read something on their own and come to their own conclusions, prompting them to belly crawl into the writer's DMs to beg for enlightenment.

I have a degree in literature. Every single class was spent dissecting books and discussing themes and then trying to make connections. The best of my professors gave us so much leeway when it came to writing papers and told us that we could write about how Jane Austen intended her readers to associate Darcy with the rise of the capitalist empire and Elizabeth was supposed to represent the underprivileged worker vying for union's rights, as long as we could make a compelling argument from the source text.

Like...does the younger generation of fandom not do that anymore? Is this part of a larger problem in fandom, tying back in to purity culture, where the only True and Good thing is the canon text, and everything that doesn't follow canon to the letter is an aberration?

I had a disturbing interaction on the X-men subreddit (rookie mistake #1: reddit is a cesspool) a while back where I commented on a post about the new X-men '97 show and said something about how I really enjoyed the drama of the love triangle between Rogue, Magneto, and Gambit, and how I could totally understand why Rogue was into Magneto, because he's drawn as a kickass silver fox of a man with a tight ass body and gorgeous flowing locks.

And friends, you'd think that I had just stepped up on a pedestal with a megaphone, wearing a sign, and defending pedophilia to the death. I immediately got called a weirdo and a creep for trying to 'normalize' unhealthy age gap relationships and as I tried to defend my stance (rookie mistake #2: never engage with antis, just block and move on), I realized that the person I was arguing with had never had an original thought in their life. Somehow the education failed them, and was failing the rest of the youth.

They cited how one of the writers of the popular Age of Apocalypse comic event had said something about how he didn't like the direction parts of the story took, but he was only one of the writers and that's just, like, his opinion, man. I keep seeing the way this person insisted that loads of people didn't like certain details of the comic (namely Rogue and Magneto get married and have a child together), and therefore, because the majority didn't like it, it was Bad and therefore should be forgotten or ignored, and certainly shouldn't be replicated in newer material, ie X-men '97.

And it comes back to...why do you care what a writer thought about the comic or a show? Like...I don't know how to say this, but why does anyone give a damn so much about what the writers think when we're perfectly capable of forming our own headcanons and pushing our own narrative? Like why does their opinion matter and carry so much weight to the younger generation, to the point where they track writers and creators down to harangue them for The Truth behind a scene or a page? Come up with your own damn headcanon and move on with your life.

I hate how easily it is to access people who, before, you either had to find in person at comic book conventions, or sit down and handwrite a letter and put in an addressed envelope with a stamp, and then hope they weren't too busy to reply. It used to take effort.

Now all it takes is the click of a button and you can beg your favorite writer to pretty pretty pretty please tell me what you meant by using this word instead of this word because I don't want to think the wrong thing because what if it's BAD and people make fun of me or harass me for being wrong.

Because some fans will harass others just for having a different opinion; this isn't a new or novel phenomenon, this has been ongoing since I was a teenager. The only difference is people's capacity for being shitheads is now amplified by the power of internet anonymity and the Fandom Purity Police or whatever. New fans are so terrified of having a single thought that contradicts the majority take on a character interaction that they have to go and annoy the writer to beg for an answer to a question that should have never existed.

What should happen in these instances, is you, as a fan, should ask yourself: Do I want Rogue to have been lowkey propositioning Wolverine for a threesome? The answer can be yes or no; if it's no, then you take the text at face value and don't think anymore of it...but if it's 'yes', then you call that a headcanon, you tuck that inside of you, or you make a post and then start looking for fanart and fanfic.

All that to say, please stop pathetically begging creators to tell you what to think.

Please exercise your brain and come up with your own thoughts.

[dresupi]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, X-Men (Movieverse) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Remy LeBeau/Darcy Lewis Characters: Darcy Lewis, Remy LeBeau Additional Tags: One Shot, Wordcount: 1.000-3.000, Rescue, Huddling For Warmth, Established Relationship Summary:

Darcy knew the second the icy wind hit her face that she’d made a huge mistake.

Of course, she supposed the mistake of not bringing a heavier jacket paled in comparison to the mistake of allowing herself to be captured. 

For @michelle-manips

[dylanlila]

for the ocean ask: sea glass, boardwalk, tidal 😊🌊

Thanks for the ask!😊

sea glass: what do you consider to be your best physical feature?

I have no idea😂. But I think my eyes are fine? They're this super dark shade of brown.

boardwalk: who is your favourite fictional couple?

Anne and Gilbert hands down. Beth and Benny come close second. Elizabeth and Darcy can take the third place. ACTUALLY RON AND HERMIONE. Ok, I don't usually pay much attention to ships, but when I find a ship that meets my standards? I'm crazy about them. I also like these ships that get together at the last second because I have a tendency to "unship" once the characters get together. 🎇yearning🎇 Although my favourite fictional relationship of all time is Jo/Laurie. That one's for sure.

tidal: what is a colour that best describes your personality?

Any shade of purple and dark brown maybe? I think? I'm a human contradiction so I'm sometimes red.

[amusewithaview]

fade to black drabbles, part two: the endarkening

“this is an sos from a helpless virgin (who doesn’t want to be a virgin anymore) to you, the most virile person i know. please teach me how all this works” au.

On the one hand, this was going to be a genuine plea for assistance.  She really did want help and he really seemed like the best person to give it.  On the other hand, Darcy had a flare for drama that could, at times, be river deep and mountain high.  It was that dramatic bent that made her time her opening statement for when he was swallowing.

“How would you feel about devirginizing me?”

Remy choked, eyes going wide for a moment, then swallowed hard.  When it looked as if she was going to speak again, he held up a finger to silence her while he finished the rest of his drink in one long pull.  Finished, he set his tumbler down on the bar with a solid click, then turned to her.  He had a small smile on his face, humor in his eyes, and he was making a show of wiggling one finger in his ear as if to remove a blockage.  “My apologies, cher.  Could you repeat that?”

“How would you, Remy LeBeau, feel about deviriginizing me, Darcy Lewis,” she said slowly and clearly.  “Rumor has it that you’re good at the sex thing.”

He shut his eyes as if pained, muttering, “The sex thing,” in pure disbelief.

“Yes!  Sex, coitus, lovemaking, schtuping, fuck - ”  She was silenced when he pressed his fingers to her lips.

“Y’want me to explain les choux et les roses?”

Darcy frowned down at her drink, rubbing her thumb over some of the condensation that had dripped down to the wood of the bar.  “I don’t need you to explain.  I have internet access.  I was kind of hoping for something a little more... hands-on?”  She looked up when she heard a soft curse.

Remy had his eyes shut tight and appeared to be muttering something to himself.  “You tryin’ to get me killed, petite?”  He chuckled, “Wolvie would kill me for even thinkin’ of touchin’ you.”

While it was true that the older mutant had had a soft spot for her since he’d gotten her out of a tight spot in Montreal, she didn’t really consider herself one of Logan’s girls - the man seemed to collect wide-eyed waifs and surrogate daughters like Tony collected classic cars.  She batted his words away with a huff, leaning towards him with bright eyes, “But you have thought of it?”

“Remy’s got eyes,” he said, giving her a long look.

“And they’re lovely eyes,” she said impatiently, “but I’m more interested in your co - ”  Once again, there was a hand covering her mouth and once again, Remy looked like he was in pain.

“Merde,” he sighed.  “Remy’s gon’ die.”

“So you’ll do it?  Well, me.  You’ll do - ”

“Yes,” he said.  “Now please, stop talkin’.”

Now that she knew he would actually do this for her (to her), Darcy felt a weight lift from her shoulders.  She grinned up at him, “What, the great Gambit can dish it out but he can’t take it?”

“Oh, cher,” he chuckled and, just like that, it was like somebody had flicked a switch.  His posture loosened, his eyes went heavy-lidded and almost sleepy, and his voice - already borderline sinful when he was on his best behavior - practically dripped wicked intent: “You’re playin’ wit’ fire, petite, and Remy’s more than happy to teach you how to burn.”

“i thought you were literally the most innocent thing to ever exist but then you awkwardly ask me to teach you how to bang like a pro and holy hell what the fuck but now i’m really, really turned on” au.

Remy had not been sure what to expect when Darcy Lewis asked him out to get a drink with her.  They had a friendly rapport built over several joint missions and two rescues (one for each of them).  He flirted, she sassed, and it was all in good fun.  Truthfully, half of his comments seemed to go over her head.  It was funny to watch the Captain or the Soldier bristle at his words while she didn’t even seem to notice.  Funnier still to watch Wolvie alternate between scowling at him and his old comrades, not sure which truly had designs on his latest self-assigned charge.

She seemed nervous, frowning at her glass.  Rey decided to let her take her time, sipping at his whiskey while she gathered herself.

“How would you feel about devirginizing me?”

He choked.  When it looked as if she was going to speak again, he held up a finger to silence her while he finished his drink.  The burn was a good distraction from the eight different directions his mind was trying to take, none of them appropriate for the current setting and all of them hazardous to his health.  Composed once more, he turned to her with a smile, “My apologies, cher.  Could you repeat that?”

“How would you, Remy LeBeau, feel about deviriginizing me, Darcy Lewis,” she said, wearing the same faintly exasperated look she always had when Scott was being especially stubborn.  “Rumor has it that you’re good at the sex thing.”

“The sex thing,” he repeated, because how could he not?

“Yes!  Sex, coitus, lovemaking, schtuping, fuck - ”

He covered her mouth with his hand because the only other option was kissing her to stem the flow of vulgar language.  Language that had his blood starting to heat.  Darcy Lewis was a beautiful woman, one he had never seriously thought about if only because her lack of interest had always seemed - no, it had always been - completely genuine.  It was that, more than anything, that had him second-guessing himself, because she couldn’t really want -

“Y’want me to explain les choux et les roses?” he asked.  It made slightly more sense.  Perhaps she had questions, needed something clarified.

She seemed to deflate at his words, slumping a little in her seat and looking younger than her age for a moment.  “I don’t need you to explain.”

Remy thanked all the gods.

“I have internet access,” she continued.

Briefly, he was struck with the image of Darcy watching porn.  Would she scowl at it, as she was scowling at him right this second?  Would she flush and sigh, biting her lip, in curiosity or wonder or -

“I was kind of hoping for something a little more... hands-on?”

The image of Darcy with her laptop was replaced with an image of Darcy with him.  In his bed, her hair spread over his pillow.  Darcy trying to learn sex with the same meticulous attention to detail that she brought to her work.  Remy broke himself out of those thoughts with a soft oath, fists clenching on the edge of the bar as he forcibly dragged his mind back to the present and out of the realm of fantasy.

“You tryin’ to get me killed, petite?  Wolvie would kill me for even thinkin’ of touchin’ you.”  Then the soldiers would take his corpse to the Doctor for resurrection so they could kill him all over again, and after them would be a rather long line of even more would-be suitors, overprotective brother figures, and concerned friends ready and waiting to take him to task for taking advantage of sassy, sweet Darcy.

“But you have thought of it?” she asked, eyes bright and a smile starting to spread across her face.

More often, prior to this conversation, than he would have liked to admit, and he was certain that after this conversation the thought would never be too far from his mind anytime she was nearby.  Darcy was lush: generously curved with round cheeks and full lips.  She was made for touching and stroking, petting and pleasing.

“Remy’s got eyes,” he said, clenching his hands on the bar to keep himself from reaching out.  He didn’t think touching her again would be a good idea, not now that she’d opened this door of possibility.

“And they’re lovely eyes,” she said, making him smile reflexively because it was one of the first things she’d said when they’d first met.  “But I’m more interested in your co - ”

It was pure self-preservation that had him covering her mouth again, this time using his glove-covered palm to avoid skin-to-skin contact as much as possible.  She pushed his hand away and stared at him, expectant.

And he - 

He couldn’t think of any reason to deny her.

“Merde,” he sighed.  “Remy’s gon’ die.”

Her whole face lit up, “So you’ll do it?  Well, me.  You’ll do - ”

If Logan didn’t kill him, her mouth would.

“Yes,” he said.  “Now please, stop talkin’.”  He could sense her excitement and anticipation, his empathy opening up to her almost instinctively now that he had committed to being her teacher.

God help him.

Darcy was beaming, the slight gap in her front teeth utterly endearing.  “What, the great Gambit can dish it out but he can’t take it?”

He wondered, for a moment, if she truly was that naive.  If she hadn’t realized yet exactly what he’d been holding back, what she had unleashed.  The gloves were off from here on out.  He had her full, explicit, permission.  She had asked him to teach her what he knew about ‘the sex thing.’

Remy intended to give her a thorough education.

[fly-on-my-sweet-angel]

Marvel Preference- How They Ask You Out

Gambit would be pretty nervous but he would cover it up with all that charm and wit he has.  As you sat down Gambit looked at you and then looked down the table. He wet his lips and opened his mouth almost like he was about to ask you something but closed it.  “So, Y/N.” He starts after a little while of thinking.  “So, Gambit” You say back to him.  He smirked at the name since you were the only one who was allowed to call him that.  “I was wondering if you’d let me take you out to dinner? When you’re not busy of course.”  “I would love that, Remy.” You tell him with a sweet smile as you walk over and kiss him on the cheek. 

Charles would be really sweet and shy while asking you out. He wouldn’t really know what to say but it would be very adorable.  “Hello, Y/N.”  “Hey, Charlie.” You say to him as you notice him sitting and decide to join him.  “You look nice today.” He says to you as you sit. “Thank you.” You say to him with a smile.  As you look up he gives you a cute smirk and then a big smile, to which you smile at.  “So Y/N, I was wondering if you’d like to do something together; maybe something like a date.” He says to you with a shy smile.  “Doing something like a date does sound nice.” You say to him with a smile. 

Darcy would ask you out on the phone with support from Jane as she sits with her on the phone.  “Hey, Y/N.” Darcy says as you pick up the phone.  “Hey, Dars. Whats up?” You reply.  “Well um....”  “Come on do it.” Jane whispers as Darcy starts to get nervous.  “Would you like to go out with me?” She asks with false confidence.  “I’d love to.”  Darcy suddenly has a smile on her face and gives a big thumbs up to Jane who does a silent little clap for her. 

Erik would be confident and have all the right words to say before asking you out but when it came to actually doing it all of that flew out the window and words escaped him.  He walked down the halls confidently as he went to go find you. He knew what to say and how to act, he was the embodiment of confident.  As he walked into the room he saw you curled up on one of the arch chairs reading with socks and a big jumper on and all of a sudden he couldn’t say anything. He just stared at you nervously.  As you noticed Erik in front of you, you stood up worried as he had this strange look on his face.  “Erik are you okay?” You asked as you stood up and gently touched his bicep.  This made him come out of this trance he seemed to be in.  “Will you go on a date with me?” He asked you almost confused.  As you realised his weird mood was him being nervous you cracked a smile and kissed him on the cheek.  “Of course I will.” 

[valeriethepussycats]

Inside Out

Chapter 4

Pairing- Loki x Reader

Warning-cursing and childhood trauma

Your thoughts and other characters are in italics.

Flashbacks are in bold.

“The celebration had been going on strong for the last few hours, and there wasn’t an end in sight. Asgardians strolled through the streets, rejoicing the fact that the Nine Realms were safe at last. Friends laughed, kids played, and warriors recounted their many victorious battles.

Y/n,Gambit,Sif, and The warrior three are all drinking in the castle, until Y/n starts to get flashes of Loki. He was in the scorching sun day in and day out,and they deprive him of water for weeks, and someone used the mind stone on him. Outside her head all the glass bottles and wine glasses bust, and Gambit immediately looks over at Y/n and see the black vines on her arm but before he could make his way over to her but time freeze.

Y/n gets up and runs to the dungeon, when she gets there she just stands in front of Loki’s cell looking down at her feet. Having a hard time looking at him and not see what she saw.

“Y/n, what’s going on?” Loki said as he looks around and see everyone is frozen. “Are you doing this?”

“why didn’t you tell me....why didn’t you tell me you were tortured.” Y/n questioned.

Loki looks at Y/n with wide eyes. “How do you do know that.”

“The stars, our minds all of that is Connected remember. How you not tell me.” Y/n said with Infrequent blinking.

“I didn’t want you to see that.” Loki answered.

“You were alone before you came to earth.” Y/n said as a tear rolls down her face.

The Black vines starts to slowly climb up her arm and appear on her face. Loki see that Y/n is in distress from what she learned. He knows what will happen if he let her feel those emotions. So he walks up the to the shield and use his up most calming and soothing voice he could muster at a time like this.

“It’s ok I’m fine Y/n look at me look at me.” Loki pleased.

Y/n looks at Loki with an empty stare. “No it’s not fine.....you were tortured. You were tortured into do what you did on earth. You was being watched. Even if I was aware of what was going on with you there was nothing I could’ve done. Nothing you could’ve done cause if you would’ve said or done anything differently they would’ve killed you.”

“I tried my best to get to rid those memory. I knew you would be able to feel it.” Loki said.

“I never wanted to experience those feeling.....not again?” Y/n quavered. “Not again.”

“What do you mean by ‘not again’?” Loki dais with a firm voice.

“The people that took me did this to me they put someone else’s X-Gene inside of me and I have to learn how to control it....and when I couldn’t control it they would put a collar around my neck then throw me into a dark room. The feeling of loneliness every day inside that room...if it wasn’t for Gambit....” Y/n trailed off. But Loki knew what she was going to say.

“I’m so sorry. I am here.” Loki puts he’s hand on over the Barrier of the cell walk and Y/n copies his movement.

“The person that did that to you.” Robin started. “What was there name?”

“Thanos” Loki answered.

“Thanos.”

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At that same time, back on Asgard, Heimdall, the all-seeing keeper of the Rainbow Bridge, stood at his post at the edge of the observatory, scanning the cosmos. He did not turn when Thor approached, but spoke as soon as the prince was behind him.

“You're late.” Heimdall announced.

“Merriment can sometimes be a heavier burden than battle.” Thor stated.

“Then you're doing one of them incorrectly.” Heimdall commented.

Thor chuckles. “Perhaps. How fare the stars?”

“Still shining. From here I can see Nine Realms and ten trillion souls.” Heimdall looks at Thor for a moment. “You recall what I told you of the Convergence?”

“Yes, the alignment of the worlds. It approaches, doesn't it?” Thor asked.

“The universe hasn't seen this marvel since before my watch began. Few can sense, even fewer can see it. A world that's infected can be dangerous. It is truly beautiful.” Heimdall explained.

They looks out into the stars. “I see nothing.”

“Or perhaps that is not the beauty you seek.”

Thor laughs. “How is she?”

“She's quite clever, your mortal. She doesn't know it yet, but she studies the Convergence as well. Even...” Heimdall stops as he senses something.”

“What?” Thor stressed.

“I can't see her.”

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We see Jane being infected by the Aether] [after Jane is infected with the Aether she reawakens in the factory, she runs out to find Darcy has called the police.

“Jane! Where the hell were you?” Darcy exclaimed.

“Tell me you didn't call the police!” Jane inquired.

“What was I supposed to do?” Darcy asked.

“Not call the police!” Jane yelled.

“I was freaking out.” Darcy stuttered.

“You call the cops they tell the feds, the next thing you know we have Shield crawling all over area fifty-one-ing the place.” Jane proclaimed.

“Jane!”

“We had a stable gratification anomaly, we had unheeded access. Our only competition was ten years old!”

“Jane, you were gone for five hours!” Darcy disclosed.

“What?....”

Suddenly the weather turns, it starts raining and they hear the sound of thunder, Jane looks around her and puts her hand out.

“That's weird.” Darcy noted.

They see it's raining but it's not raining on Jane and Darcy, there's an invisible barrier protecting them, suddenly Jane sees Thor standing a few feet away from them, Jane hands her gadget to Darcy and walks towards Thor, as she walks away the invisible barrier follows her and the rain starts falling on Darcy.

“Typical.”

Jane walks towards Thor.

“Jane.”

“As she reaches him suddenly she slaps him hard in the face. “Sorry. I just needed to make sure you were real, it's been a very strange day.”

“Well, I am. Jane...”

Suddenly she slaps him again. “Where were you?!”

“Where were you? Heimdall could not see you.” Thor said.

“I was right here where you left me. I was waiting and then I was crying and then I went out looking for you. You said you were coming back.” Jane said in a level tone.

“I know, I know, but the Bifrost was destroyed. The Nine Realms erupted into chaos, wars were raging, marauding hordes were pillaging. I had to put an end to the slaughter.” Thor explained.

“As excuses go, that's not terrible. But I saw you on TV, you were...you were in New York! Fighting with Y/n.” Jane said without trying to sound Jealous.

But she was he was spending all that time with Y/n. Ok she was the only person that believe him but Jane did to (with reason).

Does Thor have Heimdall to look in on Y/n.

“Jane, I fought to protect you from the dangers of my world, but I was wrong, I was a fool.” Thor places his hand Jane's face. “I believe that fate brought us together. Jane, I don't know where you were or what happened, but I do know this.”

“What?”

“I know...”

“You do?”

“Do what?”

They lean in close and just as they are about to kiss Darcy interrupts them; referring to the rain.

“Hey! Is that you?”

Thor looks up and the rain stops.

“Uh...we're kind of in the middle of something.” Jane sigh of irritation as she look at Darcy.

“Um...I'm pretty sure we are getting arrested” Darcy replied.

Jane look over at Thor. “Hold that thought.” She turns and runs towards the police.

“Look at you, still all muscly and everything. How's space?” Darcy asked.

“Space is fine.” Thor answered.

Jane walks over to the police. “Excuse me?”

“Are you Jane Foster?” One of police officer asked.

“Yes.”

“Do you know this man?” police officer said referring to Ian.

“He's my intern. My intern's intern.” Jane answered.

“This is private property and you're trespassing, the lot of you. You'll have to come with me.” The police officer goes t grab Jane's arm but suddenly the force from the Aether creates a powerful force which pushes the officer and everything else away,

Thor runs towards Jane who's lying on the ground.

“Jane! Jane?” Thor said as he helps her stand. “You alright?”

“What just happened?” Jane asked.

The other police officer approaches Jane apprehensively. “Place your hands on your head, step back!”

“The woman is unwell.” Thor answered.

“She's dangerous.”

“So am I.” Thor disclosed.

Talking into his radio. “Requesting armed response officers to the scene.” Thor grabs Jane and pulls her closer to him.

“Hold on to me.”

“What are you doing?” Suddenly the Bifrost opens and Thor takes Jane to Asgard; Darcy looks up as they disappear

“Holy shit!” Darcy shouted.

Thor and Jane travel through the Bifrost and enter Asgard where Heimdall is guarding as always, Jane looks around her in amazement.

“We have to do that again.” she notices Heimdall for the first time. “Hi.”

“Welcome to Asgard.” Heimdall announced.

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Returning to their homeland, Svartalfheim, Malekith kneels and grabs a handful of dust from the ground. “Look at my legacy, Algrim. I barely remember the time before light.”

Algrim places his hand on Malekith's shoulder. “Our survival will be your legacy.”

“The Asgardians will suffer as we have suffered. I will reclaim the Aether. I will restore our world and I'll put an end to this poisonous world.” Malekith replied.

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Asgard.

Loki is laying down on his bed, think about what happened the other day. The way Y/n was angry for him and what he saw. He didn’t know if he deserve such passion. What has he done to deserve that from her.

Maybe Odin is right

Y/n appeared in his cell, looks over at her and see she’s looks upset.

“What’s the matter? Did you have a another memory?” Loki said sitting up.

“No.... I just had to say goodbye to Gambit that all.” Y/n said with a downturned head.

“Gambit, he’s alive?” Loki questioned looking shocked.

“Yes, he is. Why you asked me that?” Y/n wondered then realization hits her. “Did you see one of my memories?”

Loki nods yes.

“Which one?” Y/n said with an intriguing voice.

“He was dying.” Loki answered.

“Oh.....that one.” Y/n said in a small voice. “That day would ever be known as November 18th. That was the day I lost control...caused an earthquake and black out in the upper east of the United States.”

“What happened?” Loki wondered.

“I had a nightmare but it wasn’t like any other nightmare it was vivid. I the way his blood felt on my hands. I ever since that day my father was trying to find ways to conceal my powers and when he did I will get the senses when something good or bad was gonna happen sometimes it was painful sometimes it wasn’t.” Y/n explained.

“You’re the only person I’ve ever told that to.”

Loki walks over to Y/n and lif her head up with his index finger so she’s looking at him. “Why would you tell me?”

“I don’t know it just felt like the right thing to do.” Y/n answered smile. “That’s what you do when you care about someone you open up to them.”

“You caring for me only make things worst.” Loki said with his head down. “After your two weeks you will never see me again. You dealing with the feeling of yearning will not be good for you or your powers.”

“My powers?” Y/n said in a curious tone. “What makes you think I won’t stay on Asgard?”

“Y/n...you just got someone you care about back into your life and you would willingly leave them behind for me?”

“Gambit, with understand.” Y/n replied.

“You would hate to living here on Asgard.”

“No, I won’t because you’re here.”

Loki walks over to Y/n and lif her head up with his index finger so she’s looking at him. “Y/n, when your two weeks are up....you are going to have to let me go?”

“No..No I’m not letting anything go.” Y/n said putting some space between her and Loki. “And don’t you say if you love me let me go.”

“If you don’t you could hurt people.” Loki said walking up to Y/n hugging her from the back.

“Since when do you care about people?” Y/n asked sarcastically.

“Because your care about people.” Loki answered.

Y/n turns around and gives Loki Direct eye contact. “Don’t ask me to let you go because I won’t.”

“Y/n....” Loki said struggling to find the right words to say.

“I should go I have to met your mom.” Y/n said.

And just like that Y/n is gone and Loki stands there facial muscles tensing.

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As the Asgardian physicians study Jane and the force within her. “What's that?”

“Be still.” Eir said in a snappy voice.

Thor watches with one of the nurses as they examine Jane. “This is not of Earth, what is it?”

“We do not know, but she will not survive the amount of energy surging within her.” the nurse turns and walks away as Thor looks at Jane with worry.

“That's a quantum field generator, isn't it?” Jane asked.

“It's a Soul Forge.” Eir answered.

“Does a Soul Forge transfer molecular energy from one place to another?” Jane questioned.

Eir looks impressed. “Yes.”

Jane looks at Thor and whispers. “It's a quantum field generator.” Thor smiles at her.

Odin enters the room as the Thor looks on to Jane as she is being examined. “My words are mere noises to you that you ignore them completely?”

”She's ill.” Thor disclosed.

“She is mortal. Illness is their defining trait.” Odin replied.

“I brought here because we can help her.” Thor told Odin.

“She does not belong here in Asgard anymore than a goat belongs at a banquet table.“ Odin replied.

Jane sits up and looks at Thor. “Did he just...?” Jane started. “Who do you think you are?”

“I'm Odin. King of Asgard. Protector of the Nine Realms.” Odin answered.

“Oh. Well, I'm...”

“I know very well who you are, Jane Foster.”

Jane turns to look at Thor. “You told your Dad about me?”

“Something is within her, father, something I have not seen before.” Thor explained.

“Her world has its healers, their called doctors, let them deal with it. Guards, take her back to Midgard.” Odin said as two guards approach Jane and go to grab her, suddenly the energy force within her sets off again throwing the two guards aside.

“Don't touch her.” Thor said as he leans down and tenderly touches Jane. “Jane, are you alright?”

Jane nods her head, Odin inspects the energy force running through Jane's body and realizes it's the Aether. “That's impossible.”

“The infection, it's defending her.” Eir said in a shocked face.

“No, it's defending itself.” Thor corrected.

“Come with me. There are relics that predate the universe itself. What lies within her appears to be one of them. The Nine Realms are not eternal. They had a dawn as they will have a dusk.” Odin said showing Thor and Jane an ancient book. “But before that dawn the dark forces, the Dark Elves, reigned absolute and unchallenged.”

Thor reading from the book. “Born of eternal night, the Dark Elves comes to steal away your light. They were these stories mother told us as children.”

“Their leader, Malekith made a weapon out of that darkness, it was called the Aether. While the other relics often appeared as stones, the Aether is fluid and ever changing. It changes matter into dark matter and seeks out to host bodies, drawing strength from their life force. Malekith sought to use the Aether's power to return the universe to one of darkness. But after eternities of blood shed, my father Bor, finally triumphed, ushering in the peace that lasted thousands of years.”

“What happened?” Jane chimed in.

“He killed them all.” Odin answered.

“Are you certain? The Aether was said to have been destroyed with them and yet here it is.” Thor specified.

“The Dark Elves are dead.” Odin commented.

“Does your book happen to mention how to get it out of me?” Jane questioned.

“No, it does not.”

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Y/n is sitting crisscross apple sauce in her room’s balcony. Thinking about what happened between her and Loki.

Was that our first fight?

Y/n’s emotions were at a frenzy. She didn’t understand why Loki was acting like that. She wanted to be mad. Something happened to change his mind on everything.

What if i’m overthinking it Gambit did say I think and feel more then anyone else

Y/n let’s out a sigh of irritation.

“It’s ok if my thoughts run a mile but focus on one.” Y/n said closing her eye.

So am I supposed to just sit here.

Yes I am going to be spinning this day with my daughter

Y/n can hear Frigga’s voice clear as day. She doesn’t know if it’s was her inner or outer voice.

“I didn’t know Thor had a sister.” Y/n mumbled to herself.

Y/n gets a knock on her door and she opens it with the flick of her hand.

“So I see your trying to meditate that’s a good start.” Frigga said walking in the room. The door shut close as Frigga makes her way over to Y/n.

“Yes. But I’m failing miserably at it.” Y/n laughed at herself. “I learned that my mind is a satellite. I’m always going to pick up others people thoughts. So I had to learn how to store them in the back of my mind. But even then it still feels crowded.”

“You poor dear, I can not imagine how you feel but I think I can help. Close your eyes imagine everything in your head.” Frigga said.

Y/n takes a deep breath and closes her eyes.

“Now I want you to think of the similarities of Asgard and Midgard.” Frigga said.

“That’s kind of hard Asgard is beautiful while Earth only as hidden gems.....the sunset are beautiful.” Y/n answered.

“When you think of the sun, what do you think of?” Frigga asked.

“Warm light.”

“And what is light?”

“Electricity....and electricity is power.”

“How does one turn off power?” Frigga wondered.

“By flipping a switch.” Y/n grinned.

“Now turn it off switch.” Frigga told Y/n.

Y/n flips a switch off in her mind and everything going quite. She opens her eyes and looks up at Frigga smiling.

“It’s gone. It’s not crowded anymore. Thank you.” Y/n rejoiced.

A rainbow appears in the sky as all the clouds disappear. Y/n gets up from the ground and hugs Frigga, then immediately letting her go.

She’s a queen you have to remember that

“Oh I’m so sorry.” Y/n said with a downward gaze.

Frigga smiles. “Y/n, it is fine.” Frigga looks out and sees a rainbow. “That wouldn’t be your doing would is?”

“Sorry.” Y/n goes to fix the sky but Frigga stops her.

“I think it’s rather lovely.”

Y/n smiles at Frigga.

○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○

back on Svartalfheim, in his ship Malekith plots his vengeance against the Asgardians.

“The Realms will be aligned soon.” Malekith takes out a knife and turns to Algrim.“You'll be the last of the Kursed.”

Malekith stabs Algrim in the stomach with his knife. “Let my life be sacrificed. The same as our people.”

“You will become darkness, doomed to this existence until it consumes you.” Malekith started. One of the dark elves places a molten rock in Malekith's hand and Malekith places it inside Algrim's stomach. “And then no power of our enemies will stop me.”

“I'll destroy their defenses and resurrect the universe.” Malekith looks to one of his dark elves as he carries a mask.

A/n- I can’t believe the Loki tv show season one is done. (Sigh) I guess I’ll be waiting.

[mdccanon]

Marvel Ships, 2021

A comprehensive guide of raw data on Marvel ships (MCU, FOX X-Men, and comics) based on AO3 # of romantic fanfics.

I have made this list to clear up misconceptions and improve awareness of the preferences of the Marvel Fanbase. This list is arranged for maximum comparison ability and easy referencing.

Also: the establishment of "canon" couples and friends is based on how often they are referenced as such by both movies and comics on AO3. Therefore, Nat/Bucky and Nat/Bruce are both treated as equally canon couples, as AO3 Nat/Bucky fanfics are often written using comic canon.

Legend:

Actual canon heterosexual couple

Actual canon queer couple

Deeply hated rival/nemesis

Conflicted feelings ex-friend/rival/enemy

Friends should kiss more often, just sayin’

No canon reason, it just sounds cool

No canon reason, but it fulfills my kink, don’t shame me

Notes on the Legend: Which ships go under which category is entirely based on my criteria of why their audience likes the ship. Instead of having a category for "problematic" ships, I would rather have the categories based on if the characters fulfill a kink for the reader or if they are hated enemies and that conflict excites the reader. What constitutes as "problematic" is entirely subjective conjecture. Some of these kinky ships you may find problematic, but some of these enemy ships you may not find problematic.

1. Cap/Peggy: 5,693

2. Cap/Bucky: 53,142

3. Bucky/Tony: 5,233

4. Cap/Tony: 39,189

5. Pepper/Tony: 18,943

6. JARVIS/Tony: 431

7. Bruce/Tony: 4,696

8. Loki/Tony: 10, 488

9. Loki/Thor: 13,357

10. Thor/Jane: 5,367

11. Thor/Cap: 1,303

12. Cap/Natasha: 5,048

13. Bruce/Natasha: 2,971

14. Bucky/Natasha: 5,014

15. Darcy/Natasha: 454

16. Darcy/Bucky: 2,731

17. Darcy/Cap: 3,054

18. Darcy/Tony: 316

19. Darcy/Thor: 176

20. Darcy/Loki 1,558

21. Darcy/Jane: 215

22. Darcy/Clint: 1,093

23. Clint/Natasha: 11,686

24. Clint/Laura Barton: 2,054

25. Clint/Pietro: 830

26. Clint/Phil Coulson: 10,813

27. Phil Coulson/Melinda May: 3,448

28. Melinda May/Grant Ward: 145

29. Daisy Johnson/Grant Ward: 2,198

30. Jemma/Daisy: 1,751

31. Fitzsimmons: 7,484

32. Fitz/Daisy: 203

33. Daisy Johnson/Phil Coulson: 1,997

34. Phil Coulson/Tony Stark: 268

35. Steven Strange/Tony Stark: 5,404

36. Baron Mordo/Steven Strange: 150

37. Loki/Steven Strange: 451

38. Steven Strange/Everett Ross: 156

39. Everett Ross/T’Challa: 185

40. T’Challa/Nakia: 308

41. T’Challa/Storm: 89

42. M’Baku/T’Challa: 140

43. T’Challa/Killmonger: 552

44. Killmonger/Shuri: 35

45. Peter Parker/Shuri: 161

46. Peter/Harry Osborn: 1,197

47. Peter/Mary Jane Watson 774

48. Peter/Gwen Stacy: 795

49. Peter/Matt Murdock: 290

50. Matt/Foggy: 2,392

51. Matt/Karen: 883

52. Karen/Frank: 1,911

53. Matt & Jessica Jones (as friends): 241

54. Luke Cage/Jessica Jones: 289

55. Carol Danvers/Jessica Drew: 233

56. Jessica Drew/Peter Parker: 21

57. Mysterio/Peter: 723

58. Venom/Peter: 122

59. Peter/Deadpool: 7,678

60. Cable/Deadpool: 752

61. Scott Summers/Jean Grey: 1,117

62. Scott Summers/Logan: 1,022

63. Victor Creed/Logan: 169

64. Victor Creed/Mystique: 13

65. Beast/Mystique: 650

66. Beast/Havoc: 478

67. Havoc/Polaris: 53

68. Magneto/Mystique: 287

69. Rogue/Magneto: 31

70. Rogue/Gambit: 637

71. Erik/Charles: 15,380

72. Erik/Magda: 347

73. Wanda/Vision: 3,607

74. Carol Danvers/Maria Rambeau: 878

75. Teddy Altman/Billy Kaplan: 1,750

76. America Chavez/Kate Bishop: 491

77. Carol/Yon-Rogg: 250

78. Carol Danvers/Peter Parker: 103

79. Carol Danvers/Peter Quill: 18

80. Quill/Ronan the Accuser: 106

81. Quill/Gamora: 1,665

82. Nebula/Gamora (as lovers): 105

83. Quill/Tony Stark: 309

84. Victor von Doom/Tony Stark: 117

85. Doom/Susan Storm: 24

86. Susan Storm/Johnny Storm: 17

87. Peter Parker/Johnny Storm: 888

88. Johnny/Reed: 42

89. Susan/Reed: 294

90. Doom/Reed: 126

91. Doom/Loki: 141

92. Loki/Wanda: 74

93. Wanda/Agatha: 58

94. Wanda/Pietro: 377

95. Wanda/Natasha: 955

96. Natasha/Carol: 262

97. Carol/Wanda: 87

98. Wanda/Bucky: 449

99. Sam/Bucky: 3,866

100. Zemo/Bucky: 43

This concludes my exhaustive look into the tastes and preferences of the Marvel Fanbase.

Stats:

Out of 100 ships, how many ships are:

Canon hetero: 26

Canon queer: 1

Enemies: 15

Conflicted: 10

Friends: 23

Just Seem Cool: 17

Kinky: 8

Out of 27canon couples, how many times was there a fan-preferred alternative: 17.

Which canon couples do more fans prefer over ships alternatives:

Fitzsimmons

Susan and Reed Richards

Quill and Gamora

Rogue and Gambit

Frank Castle and Karen

Luke Cage and Jessica Jones

Wanda and Vision

Scott Summers and Jean Grey

Beast and Mystique

Teddy and Billy

How many ships have more than 1,000 fanfics: 37

Out of the Top 37, how many ships are:

Canon hetero: 12 (32%)

Canon queer: 1 (3%)

Enemies: 3 (8%)

Conflicted: 6 (16%)

Friends: 9 (24%)

Just Seem Cool: 5 (14%)

Kinky: 2 (6%)

With bold for categories that increased and italics for decreases from the percentages of the original 100. It seems like the most common ships in Marvel tend to be canon, friends to lovers and conflicted feelings to lovers more often that the spicier enemies to lovers and kinky ships.

It is at this point that I realized that I forgot one important ship, and it is such an egregious error on my part that I almost felt ashamed. I say almost because knowing this ship exists proves I have no shame.

· Peter Parker/Tony Stark (as lovers): 7,168

· Peter Parker & Tony Stark (as mentor/protégé): 20,928

So, I'll make a second post that is just the Top 25, with more friendships added. Friendships are a difficult measure to use, as people will tag romance stories as also friendship stories, as if they can't understand the difference... But, its not so wholly inaccurate that it doesn't give some insight.

[calamity-unlocked]

Calamity's Tags

General tags

amphibia - general fandom tag

art - general art tag for both official and fanart

gifs - general gif collection tag

fanfiction - general fic tag

amphibia crew - general crew tag

humor tag - memes, incorrect quotes, etc

Other fandom tags

infinity train - general infinity train tag

toh - general owl house tag

gravity falls - general gravity falls tag

My content

Calamity's writing - fanfiction, drabbles, requests

Calamity's gifs - gif sets

Calamity's edits - memes, screenshot edits, etc

Calamity speaks - assorted thoughts, meta, etc

answers and such - answered asks

Multi Characters (relationship tags)

together a world we face - Sprig & Anne

the hearth's fire burns brightest - Anne & the Plantars

hope is the last thing to remain - the Boonchuys

write another story: we’re fine - Sasha & Anne

when will we find a story that never ends - Anne & Marcy

the unstoppable evolution of the cherished - Sasha & Marcy

the tighter we hold the more we come apart - Calamity Girls

in blood we found common ground - Sasha & Grime

no gambit without sacrifice - Marcy & Andrias

violence is our version of affection - Sprig & Polly

the more you love the more you lose - Andrias & his friends

the only way for war and peace to coexist - Yunnan x Olivia

shattered dreams are all that's left to haunt us now: Darcy & anyone

Miscellaneous

oc tag - general original character tag

alyss - Alyss Bonnadella tag

lysmus - Lysmus tag

senna - Senna Seralis tag

[rabbittstewcomics]

Episode 313

Nov Solicits

Comic Reviews:

Batman Secret Files: Clownhunter 1 by Ed Brisson, Rosi Kampe, Andrew Dalhouse

Superman: Red and Blue 6 by Rex Ogle, Tom King, Darcie Little Badger, Matt Wagner, Sophie Campbell, Steve Pugh, Mike Norton, Paoloe Rivera, Brennan Wagner

Kang the Conqueror 1 by Jackson Lanzing, Collin Kelly, Carlos Magno, Espen Grundetjern

Miles Morales: Spider-Man Annual 1 by Jed MacKay, Saladin Ahmed, Luca Maresca Juan Ferreyra, Fer Sifuentes-Sujo

X-Men: The Trial of Magneto 1 by Leah Williams, Lucas Werneck, Edgar Delgado

Warhammer 40K: Sister of Battle 1 by Torunn Gronbekk, Edgar Salazar, Arif Prianto

Second Chances 1 by Ricky Mammone, Max Bertolini

Eat the Rich 1 by Sarah Gailey, Pius Bak, Roman Titov

Black Hammer Visions 7 by Cecil Castellucci, Melissa Duffy, Bill Crabtree

Killer Queens 1 by David Booher, Claudia Balboni, Harry Saxon

Warcorns: Birthday Bash by Garrett Gunn, Kit Wallis

At Death's Door 1 by Phil Jones

JISEI 1 by Miguel Hernandez

99 Cent Theatre

2100 Samurai 1 by Nick Keith Gibson, Ami Agisi, Brian Quiroga, Michael Ensminger

Project Axis 1 by Nick Keith Gibson, Jason Johnson

Stellar Death 1 by Frank Nivicela

Vyper by Dan Butcher

Additional Reviews: Mitchells vs. the Machines, Queens Gambit, Escape Room, Devs, Another Bad Film, Reminiscence, What If Ep2,  Gibson's Alien 3

News: Omninews, Captain America 4, Black Canary movie, second He-Man animated series coming, Wool series with Tim Robbins and Rebecca Ferguson

Trailers: Night House, Nightbooks, Eternals

Comics Countdown:

Ascender 18 by Jeff Lemire, Dustin Nguyen, 

Supergirl: Woman of Tomorrow 3 by Tom King, Bilquis Evely, Mat Lopes

Nocterra 6 by Scott Snyder, Tony Daniel, Tomeu Morey

Tales From Harrow County: Fair Folk 2 by Cullen Bunn, Emily Schnall, Tyler Crook

Snow Angels Season Two 3 by Jeff Lemire, Jock

Time Before Time 4 by Declan Shalvey, Rory McConville, Joe Palmer, Chris O'Halloran

Radiant Black 7 by Kyle Higgins, Marcello Costa, Melissa Flores, Eleonora Carlini, Mattia Iacono, Natalia Marques

Black Hammer Visions 7 by Cecil Castellucci, Melissa Duffy, Bill Crabtree

Bermuda 2 by John Layman, Nick Bradshaw

Killer Queens 1 by David Booher, Claudia Balboni, Harry Saxon

  Check out this episode!

[mieteve-minijoma]

10 fandoms, 10 characters, 10 tags

Tagged by the ever wonderful @chrissmou

Thanks for the tag!!!

1: Jughead Jones (Riverdale)

2: Hades/Aidoneus (Lore Olympus)

3: Maggie Simpson (The Simpsons)

4: Gambit (X-Men)

5: Killian Jones (Once Upon A Time)

6: Daria Morgendorffer (Daria)

7: Malcom Reynolds (Firefly)

8: Jareth (Labyrinth)

9: Leia Organa (Star Wars)

10: Fitzwilliam Darcy (Pride & Prejudice '95)

I'm tagging (apologies if anyone was already tagged lol) @thetaoofbetty @srainebuggie @nikmack129 @bluevelvetvideo @riverdalenerdlol @strangenightsofdaydreams @mullysmyheart @shymeg @happilyshanghaied and anyone else who wants to play!

[dresupi]

Vampires ii - Darcy Lewis/Remy LeBeau

for @darcygirl​ 202 words Rated T I’m not sure why I’m unable to hypnotize you

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“I’m not sure why I’m unable to hypnotize you...” Darcy practically purred as she kept her gaze locked on his.  “Something to do with those eyes of yours, maybe?”

“Or maybe you just can’t bullshit a bullshitter?” he offered, shrugging and giving her a smirk that would have made her belly swoop once upon a time. But that was before she was turned.

“That what you are, LeBeau? Because I thought you were a member of the X-Men, but I guess I could be wrong.”

“You can be two things, cher,” he chuckled. “Like you, for instance. You feel cool to the touch, but I’m pretty sure you could burn me up if I let you.”

“Wanna let me?” she asked, grinning as her fangs popped down.

“Maybe...” he said, eyes lingering on her mouth. “Think I might like it.”

“You will,” she whispered.

He snorted and rolled his eyes. “I’m sure I would. But I done told you that wasn’t gonna work on me, darlin’.”

“Can’t blame a girl for trying,’ she said with a flip of her hair.

She really liked the sound of his laugh. Which was a good thing, because he did a lot of it around her.

[thegirlwholied]

ten faves

Rules: name ten favorite characters from ten different things (tv, movies, books, etc.). 

Thanks for tagging me @bibliophileiz ; exactly the sort of distraction I both needed (and that my current concentration-level is capable of) at the moment! Hard choices ~ especially as many of my favorites come in pairs! ~ but my top ten today...

...after draft error #97 or so, sorry in advance for the scroll, and for anyone else who winds up responding, do not draft on your phone take my word for it... 

Princess Bride: Inigo Montoya

Which character don't I love in Princess Bride? Even Humperdink is such a pitch-perfect villain. But while I'd choose Westley if I was picking a date... Inigo's the one who captures me, every time. It's not the desire for revenge itself that's compelling; it's the love for his father - the heartbreak, the dedication, even the defeat and the rise again (the "you told me to go back to the beginning scene" comes to mind as one that stays with me and is probably a huge influence on things I think of but haven't really written yet...)

Harry Potter: Sirius Black

Yes, that's a gif of Midnight Mark from Pirate Radio, because I very much mean the book version (sorry, Gary Oldman!). Is anyone following me surprised by this one?

I'm so fascinated by all of the Marauder era characters, both as they are on the page and the hinted-at aspects of them explored in fandom; love Lily/James... but Sirius is the Harry Potter character I think of first (honorable mention to non-HP Edmond Dantès, as I love Count of Monte Cristo and think much of Sirius' plotline owes that a clear debt). Aside from being a tragedy, aside from all his great lines, what a *fascinating* character and twist, in a way, on the fairy godmother plot in his first book 3 appearance (getting Harry the Firebolt, his permission slip, etc). I could say SO much more but will avoid writing an essay.

Smallville/Superman comics/adaptations: Lois Lane

Always a favorite character for me, but Erica Durance in Smallville is my favorite version. I feel like they gave her a bit of Marian Ravenwood (specifically in the outdrinking the frat boys scene) and leaned into the modern comics "army brat" angle so well.

Anne of Green Gables: Anne Shirley.

With honorable mentions to of course Jo March, other fellow aspiring writer Emily of New Moon, and Pippi Longstocking, other fun redhead of my childhood reading... Anne, and all her drama and dreams and mishaps, wins out as most relatable for me. Book heroine of my heart.

Speaking of childhood book heroines...

Star Wars: Jaina Solo.

Look, this is partly to save me between picking a favorite between Leia and Han (a dilemma which has haunted me since childhood, in part because, guiltily, it's Han), and serious honorable mentions to Mara Jade and especially Jyn Erso here... but Jaina was *everything* I wanted in a heroine as a girl. We're talking about the Young Jedi Knights series here... though I actually started with Junior Jedi Knights featuring Anakin Solo (oh Anakin Solo 💙💔)... going into the New Jedi Order, as I stopped following the EU so passionately around there.

Jaina, who is brash and so her father's daughter but has a harder time seeing she's also her mother's, the Rogue Squadron pilot, the wielder of a purple lightsaber, the mechanic... my inner little girl will never quite forgive the sequels for failing to give me a Solo daughter (sorry, Rey; I still think Daisey Ridley was pitch-perfect Jaina Solo casting... and honestly part of me considers the sequels the "weirdest Jacen & Jaina fan fiction ever" 🤷🏻‍♀️)

BtVS (out of the whole Whedonverse really): Buffy

My other favorites in the show are really also doubles/foils for Buffy: Cordelia Chase & Faith. But the first episode of the show I ever saw was "Anne" and so I've always known I would watch an entire show with just Buffy (... I would also watch an entire show of her friends dealing with her absence, but that's more about *plot* than character). I love the concept alone of Buffy's character - overturning the blonde damsel in distress trope by making her what monsters fear - but I mostly just love her; favorite Chosen One ever. “No weapons, no friends, no hope. Take all that away, and what's left?"/"Me."

...and now it gets very hard, where my early choices were more instinctive and now I keep thinking of others and can't decide. Tempted to make a bracket (I feel like Sirius and Inigo have some crossover, but how could I put them against each other)?

But ("if you had to choose, if you had to choose") to get at some of my other favorite character types and embodiments thereof...

2010-me would never believe I'm going to say this, but: Jaime Lannister.

I'm usually not a villain girl... but of course, he isn't a villain, though he starts out cast in that light. Slightly annoyed I’m picking Game of Thrones (yes, even grouping the books in that, as post Storm of Swords, I remember thinking "this could really benefit from the tightening the show will likely give it" ahahahahahahaha whoops). And yet. Where did that "came for the Starks; stayed for the Lannisters" quote come from? I feel very attacked by it.

"The things I do for love". The boy who wanted to be Arthur Dayne and somewhere along the way became the Smiling Knight. The reveal that he's not (or at least so much MORE than) who he seemed : perhaps not the comparison you'd expect but ah yes that Mr. Darcy twist always does it for me. So much character development (let's not speak of how the show ended, but still). 

The motives, in particular:  I love the Spike backstory reveal in Buffy the Vampire Slayer’s Fool for Love, and in many ways I think Spike and Jaime hit the same note for me. He’s definitely a character that stays with me. Also, he hits that "golden boy" type I also like but in a *very* interesting way (and oh no now mentioning golden boy is making me think of Aron and Cal in East of Eden, I don't have room to even consider them on this list but know I love them both...)

Speaking of golden boys (also I cannot believe this is the only character from a musical I'm choosing, and Eponine’s a character that haunts me too, but...)

Enjolras.

Michael Maguire is not a golden Enjolras but was my introduction to the character and still a (the?) favorite. Love both book & musical Enjolras in different ways. But inspiring idealists with the light of rebellion abalaze in their eyes...? Facing death & despair still waving the flag? Ah yes. Top ten, 10/10.

Favorite detective out of all mysteries really, but especially from the Nancy Drew & Hardy Boys Super Mysteries: Nancy Drew.

An icon. Why is it so hard to have a good Nancy Drew adaptation? (The new TV series lost me with going with actual ghosts - I love my supernatural shows, but I don't need that with Nancy Drew.) Detective characters tend to be some of my favorites; honorable mention to Shawn Spencer from Psych here, but I was reminded in watching that recently (as Maggie Lawson, Jules on Psych, had once played Nancy Drew in a Disney movie! ... that I need to find and rewatch as I remember almost nothing about it) a) how much I love a good mystery and b) that Nancy is the OG.

Speaking of icons... out of all the folklore & mythology I love, it’s clear what character I love best: Robin Hood.

Oh, I love my Arthurian knights, but I love all Robin Hoods more. Trickster heroes, rob-from-the-rich-and-give-to-the-poor-justice, true love... cheeky 1952-movie Robin Hood is my favorite - both favorite Robin and favorite Marian, and their childhood-friends-to-lovers romance is the epitome of that trope for me! - but I also love the fox version...and am very alarmed at the prospect of a CGI remake of that; I'm sorry but that is not live action... and also Errol Flynn! It has to be Robin. If this was a ranked list (it’s not) he’d probably take #1. 

My ten slots won out to other characters, but also I love every Tamora Pierce character and if I had to pick one, it would be Daine Sarrasri, YA fantasy heroine out of all magical girls (and yes over the lady knights; sorry Alanna and Kel; Daine had wolves for friends). Also shout out that I love a LOT of characters named Marian, aside the already-mentioned Maid Marian -- Marian Ravenwood (& Indy!), Marian ‘the Librarian’ Paroo (& Harold Hill!), X-Men’s Rogue (usually named Anna Marie when a name’s revealed, but a Marian in at least one version, & her own thief Gambit)... to quote Thin Man, “You got types?”

I’ve got types. 

If you’re reading this and have types yourself, please @ me them! But tagging, if you’d like, @conniecorleone​ @aliform​ @aurorawest​ @vivacephoenix @justkeeponthegrass

[marvelousbirthdays]

Happy Birthday, zebrabaker

May 30- a Darcy/Gambit ficlet for the prompt '"There's my ragin' cajun!" Steve spluttered at her words, for @zebrabaker

Written by @iamartemisday

“There’s my ragin’ Cajun!” Darcy leaped into Remy LeBeau’s arms while Steve sputtered at her words.

“Did you just say-” Darcy licked Remy’s ear before giving his throat a thorough cleaning with her tongue. “Uh… nevermind.”

Jane, ever the master of concentrating in the midst of chaos, didn’t notice the softcore porn happening right in front of her until she’d finished the current chapter of her book. “I didn’t know you were dating one of the X-Men, Darcy.”

“And I didn’t know you were getting double teamed by super soldiers every night,” Darcy countered as Remy feasted upon her slender white neck. “We all keep secrets sometimes.”

“Hmm… that’s fair.” Jane went back to her book.

Sensing he would get no help from her, Steve chose a different course of action.

“So uh…” he paused when they started making out again. That went on for ten minutes. “So how did you two meet?”

“Oh it’s quite a story,” said Remy as Darcy undid his buttons to attack his chest. “Chere, would you like to tell it?”

“I’d like to do a lot of things that don’t involve talking,” Darcy stared deep into Remy’s eye like she’d forgotten anyone else was around, “but I guess traumatizing Captain America isn’t one of them. So it all started about a year ago. It was a year ago, right?”

“A year and a half to be specific,” said Remy, pulling her somehow even closer. “I remember every moment spent with you.”

Darcy giggled. “Oh, you big hunk of Cajun charm, you. Anyway, it was a year and a half ago and I was on summer break. I think Jane was in Norway at the time.”

“Italy,” Jane corrected. “I was giving that speech at the University of Padua.”

“Right, so Jane was in Italy, I was in New Orleans, and I decided I wanted to get a night on one of those riverboats. Man, those things are awesome. The music, the food. Especially the food. I had this Bananas Foster that was like-”

“Mon amour, while I do love to watch words flow from your perfect lips,” Remy kissed the side of her mouth, “perhaps you are becoming sidetracked.”

“Right, right. Sorry.” Darcy pulled back so he couldn’t distract her with more kisses. She was still in his lap, leaving her few places to go. “Anyway, I was in New Orleans on a riverboat and there was music and food etcetera. I’m just chilling out and minding my own business when this guy comes up to me. The guy’s not Remy before you ask, it was some random waiter guy. At least I thought he was a waiter at the time. He was wearing the uniform, so-”

“Darcy.”

“I’m getting to it. I’m getting to it. So this guy walks up to me and he asks if I need anyway. I say no, because I don’t, and because he’s giving me creeper vibes. You know how some people just have that look about them? Like they’re not doing anything yet but you’re pretty sure they’re going to do something once your back is turned?”

“Uh…” Steve looked to Jane for her, but that was apparently a really good book she was reading.

“And I told him I was okay and he’s like, ‘Are you sure?’ And I say, ‘Yes, I’m sure.’ And he says ‘Are you really sure?’ And I say, ‘Yes, I am really positively sure that you’re a weirdo.’ And then he said-”

“At a certain point, he drew his gun,” Remy interjected. “And that’s when I stepped in.”

Darcy nuzzled his neck. “You were my knight in shining leather.”

“And you my goddess with a taser.”

They started making out again, and while part of Steve wanted to be outraged, most of him couldn’t help but feel the heat building between them. He glanced at Jane and wished Bucky would get back soon.

“We’re not getting the end of the story,” he said, “are we?”

“Probably not.” Jane put her book down. “At least now I know where she’s been getting off to at all hours of the night.”

“That’s good,” Steve muttered, averting his eyes as Darcy ripped the rest of Remy’s buttons open.

He was about to suggest to Jane that they should give the pair some privacy when the door opened and a pizza-laden Bucky walked in.

“I’m back,” he said. “Got the meat lovers for me, the sausage and peppers for Jane, and a Supreme for Ste- YOU!”

Bucky dropped the pizza boxes and pointed an overly dramatic finger in Remy’s face. Before another word could be said, Bucky tackled him, leaving Darcy a mess of mussed hair and smeared make-up.

“What the hell?”

Bucky had Remy in a chokehold. “YOU’RE GONNA PAY, YOU SON OF A BITCH!”

Remy somehow got out of Bucky’s all-powerful metal grip, leading to a chase scene like something out of an old cartoon. Trying to keep up with them was impossible, even for Steve.

“Do… do they know each other?” asked Jane.

Steve sucked air through his teeth. “Yeah, I just remembered. We did run into him on a mission a while back.”

“I guess the meeting didn’t go well,” Darcy remarked.

“GIMME MY MONEY!”

“Yeah, Buck’s not as good a poker player as he thinks.” Steve put an arm around Jane. “It’s actually a funny story. We’d just dispatched the target and we decided to take the rest of the night off to relax. So we ended up at this casino…”