All is never what it seems on a mission that concerns an unpredictable intern and a master of mischief. Prompt fill from tumblr. Established Tasertricks and way post-Avengers.
Words: 4629, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
"Look at me. Towards me, a bit more. Don’t move. Stay like that. You have such fair skin." Before Darcy could reply she felt Magnus’s lips pressed against hers. Deepening the kiss Loki couldn’t help but feel the uncertainty of his plan. He mustn’t actually fall for this human.AU: Where Loki’s plans to steal the Tesseract and destroy New York comes to a halt when he slowly finds himself drawn to Darcy Lewis after pretending to be Erik Selvig’s assistant.
"…and that is the story of my first kiss. Daniel Kennedy. First grade. I have this very vivid memory of shoving him into the sandbox and calling him a butthead for trying to kiss me again months after that, so obviously whatever spark was there did not last."
Darcy and Loki were cooped up in Stark Tower, and as usual, she had been tasked with the assignment of guarding him while the rest of the Avengers were out fighting crime or eating shawarma, whatever they wanted to call it. This happened at least twice a month or so over the course of the past year, and it was just the two of them left alone in the tower.
At some point Darcy got bored of simply watching him from behind his glass prison, so they began talking, and before long they formed a kinship with one another. Eventually she began to enter into his chamber to hang out with him in secret for the night, because if Director Fury ever found out, it would be her head. But Loki was just too much fun to have a conversation with for them to be separated by a glass wall, and he really didn’t seem that dangerous to her - just lonely. And he was also really hot, she had to admit.
Tonight they were in the middle of a heated game of “truth or dare.” They had started out on opposite ends of the couch, but somehow - throughout the duration of the night - they had ended up scooting closer and closer together. Darcy now sat cross-legged facing Loki, who was sitting upright with his legs out in front of him.
"So now it’s your turn," Darcy instructed, eying him inquisitively from where she sat, "Truth or dare?"
"Truth?" Loki responded, as though he was still unsure of what he was getting himself into.
"Embarrassing story from your childhood," Darcy requested boldly, "Go."
Loki chuckled and ran a hand through his hair as he leaned back into the couch, staring up at the ceiling as he wracked his brain for memories. Darcy had just enough time to admire his smile before he turned to her, draping one arm casually on the back of the couch so that his fingers hung just below her shoulder blade. She felt a little unexpected shiver - the good kind - race down her spine.
"Alright, I can’t believe I’m telling you this," Loki started, his voice on the edge of laughter, "But when I was an adolescent, still learning magic from my mother, I began experimenting with shape-shifting. Once I accidentally shifted into a rather - shall we say - voluptuous, promiscuous woman. I was stuck in that form for weeks before my mother could figure out how to change me back."
"Nooo," Darcy replied, her eyes wide with shock and jaw dropped open.
"Oh yes," Loki continued, "You can imagine the relentless torture I faced at the hands of Thor and his companions. ‘Lady Loki’ was the nickname I was officially deemed."
"You have to show me," Darcy commanded instantly, as if he had no other choice.
"Ah, I believe it’s my turn to ask the next question though?" Loki challenged, a hint of teasing in his voice.
"No way, not until you show me Lady Loki," Darcy adamantly shook her head.
Loki studied her demanding eyes, holding her gaze for a while before he nodded slightly in agreement, the smallest hint of a smirk on his face. Suddenly he began to shimmer in front of her, an illusion like Darcy had never seen before. Waves of his magic rippled down from head to toe, transforming him into a gorgeous woman. Locks of luscious, jet-black hair fell in tresses across her exposed shoulders, her skin glowing a creamy white. She wore a figure-hugging emerald green gown, with a plunging neckline that teased at some more than ample assets. Darcy didn’t mean to stare so outright, but she had never seen a woman so beautiful before.
Lady Loki caught Darcy’s eyes with her own shimmering blue orbs. She smiled at Darcy, and with just a hint of dark seductiveness asked, “like what you see, Miss Lewis?”
Even the voice had changed into that of a silky, sultry temptress. Holy shit, Darcy thought, swallowing hard, unsure of how to answer. She thought Loki by himself was unbelievably hot - but she never expected to find his feminine counterpart equally as attractive.
"So," Lady Loki lowered her voice, leaning in so that her face was directly in front of Darcy’s, noses almost touching. "Truth or dare?"
Darcy felt a palpable shift in energy, like the air around them was suddenly electrically charged. Her heart began beating louder in her chest, and her voice sounded far away as she whispered, “dare.”
Lady Loki’s smokey eyes narrowed as she smiled ever so subtly. She tilted her face just slightly, allowing her better access to Darcy’s mouth as she ran her tongue across Darcy’s lower lip.
Darcy shivered at the intimate contact, liking the feel of Lady Loki’s cool tongue as it glided across her lips. She was just about to lean in and kiss her back when she heard the familiar sound of footsteps on the floor above them - signaling the return home of the Avengers.
Darcy cursed, pulling away from Lady Loki as their intimate spell was broken by the sound of company upstairs. Darcy stood up from the couch quickly in a panic as Lady Loki transformed herself back into Loki.
As Darcy walked towards the chamber’s exit, she could feel Loki’s eyes on the back of her head and could sense his smile. She turned around to spare him a glance after she entered the pass code that unlocked the sliding glass door. Sure enough, he was staring at her, a wicked gleam in his eyes.
"Until next month, Miss Lewis."
Darcy looked down at the floor and smiled, a heat creeping into her cheeks. She wasn’t sure exactly how this was going to change things, but she found that she didn’t really care. Let the Avengers have their fun - she was going to have hers. A little rush of adrenaline flooded her system as she looked back up at him, feeling confident.
Here we go my first prompt! (be nice i am not sure how to so this stuff)
"Darling!" came a frantic voice from a bedroom. It used to be a rare occurrence that Loki used a tone that suggested that he was out of his element, however ever since the little half frost-giant half human came into the picture it was becoming a common occurrence that you would hear the tone of uncertainty in the norse god’s voice.
"Ya! what is it?" Darcy came in with her batter-covered spoon still in hand. She was attempting to bake something during the short time that their daughter was actually settled down for a nap.
The soft pitter patter of raindrops falling on the pavement echoed in Darcy’s ears. The weather had been colder than usual in the past week and Darcy’s breath created a mist as she huffed a breath out. Her hands balled into fists inside her jacket pockets as Darcy tried to race home as fast as she could.
Fandom: The Avengers (2012), Marvel Avengers Movies Universe, Thor (2011), The Avengers - All Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Loki
Characters: Darcy Lewis, Loki (Marvel)
Additional Tags: comicbook conventions, adult swim, everyone loves adult swim, history channel doesn’t play history stuff anymore, tasertricks - Freeform, birthday trips are fun
Series: Part 1 of A Convention Is A Wonderful Birthday Trip (Maybe)
While Darcy watches Adult Swim, she and Loki plan out her birthday trip.Just a little Tasertricks ficlet I wrote a long time ago.
D’aaaaaaaaaaaw! Thank you for the high praise! :)
Clever Trick (or Treat?) [No actual smut I must forewarn, but it is definitely explicit and Evil!Loki paints Darcy a mind picture of what he wants to do to her.]
And from other tasertricks smut writers…
Frick, where you guys at? Enquiring minds want to know.
I just became the world’s worst fic recommender because I went to link you to my favorite tasertricks smut fic and it looks like the author deleted her works :( Gotta respect her decision, but definite sad face.
Amidtheflowers is another favorite who defintely has written fantastic tasertricks smut.
I must admit it’s been a while since I’ve read some good ol’ tasertricks smut myself. Perhaps our fellow tasertricksters can give some recs and help remedy this situation for nonny and I?
[Avengers; Loki and Darcy; 429 words]
[au oneshot six/thirty-two]
[okay another short one, but i saw “orchestra seatmates” and my mind instantly went back to middle school, so i mean, i had to.]