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Kitten therapy; Darcy/Thor

For:  @webuiltthiscityonescargot Pairing:  Darcy Lewis/Thor Prompt:  Kitten therapy

Darcy scooped up the tiny kitten from the abandoned box on the sidewalk, thrusting it into Thor’s hands.  “We’re taking this kitten.”  

He glanced down at the miniscule feline in his hands.  He was holding it gingerly in two, even though he could easily keep the tiny beast at bay with one.  

It mewled softly and started purring, snuggling up against the t-shirt he was wearing.  

“We’re taking it home?” he asked Darcy.  

“I was going to take it to that no-kill shelter, but…” she smiled.  “Yes, we can totally take it home.”

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I hope you had a happy birthday! 🎂

I did! It was awesome and perfect!  I got a HUGE cheeseburger, strawberry pie, and I watched Bridget Jones’ Diary AND Secretary after the kids went to bed.  :D  Pretty much the perfect day!

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Holding their daughter for the first time

Pairing:  Darcy Lewis/Spencer Reid For:  @webuiltthiscityonescargot Trope:  Baby Fic

“Here she is!”  Darcy said, an exhausted, but happy, smile on her face.  She tilted her arm slightly so Spencer could see the face peeking out of the tiny bundle of blankets in her arms.  

His breath caught in his throat when he saw her, his hands immediately went out, wanting nothing more than to feel the weight in his own arms.  

The very slight weight, as it turned out.  “Hello, you…” he murmured, peering down into the bluest eyes he’d ever seen, and that was counting Darcy’s.  “So sorry I’m late…” He looked up to include Darcy in that apology, but she shook her head.

“It’s fine.  We missed you, but we managed.”  

“Does she have a name?” Spencer asked.  

She shook her head once more, letting it fall back on the pillow.  “Not yet.  I’m too tired to think of one right now.”  

“Fair enough…” Spencer said, cradling his daughter and sitting down on the edge of the bed.  “There’s plenty of time.”  

But even as he said the words, he realized what every parent probably did at some point.  There wasn’t plenty of time.  There would likely never be enough of it from now on.  

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Look, I know you’re awake, I can hear you rustling around. Would it make you feel better if I laid down with you? Just until you fall asleep?

Pairing:  Darcy Lewis/Thor For:  @webuiltthiscityonescargot Trope:  Bed Sharing

Darcy sat straight up in bed.  Even in the dark, she was able to make out Thor's enormous form on the floor at the foot of her bed.  He was tossing and turning.  

She sighed heavily and he turned to look up at her.  "Did I wake you?"  

"Believe it or not, you're not as small and dainty as you seem to think you are…" Darcy chuckled.  She threw back the blankets on the other side of the bed.  "Come up here."  

"No, I'm… a notoriously rough sleeper.  I have fist fights in my sleep… it's very… well, I think it's fun, but my bedfellows never seem to agree."  

"You have fist fights in your sleep? I'm a kicker.  We'll even out.  Come on up."  

He eyed the bed.  

"C'mon.  You know you want to. I have three blankets.  Jersey cotton sheets.  It's like sleeping in a huge t'shirt."  

Giving in, he tossed his pillows up onto the bed and crawled up with her.  "How hard do you kick? Should I be wearing protective armor?"    

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ten minutes

Pairing:  Hermione Granger/Sirius Black For:  @webuiltthiscityonescargot Prompt:  January 7 - Okay dude, I said you could kiss me at midnight, I didn't say you could slide your tongue down my throat. Word Count:  507 Rating:  T (Not rated on Ao3, could go up if I continue)

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There were still cheers resounding throughout the room, shouts of 'Happy New Year' rang out all around them.  And all Hermione could focus on was that Sirius Black was a much better kisser than she'd given him credit for.  And she'd given him credit as being amazing.

Even if he did use a bit more tongue than she'd been expecting.  

She broke off the kiss, breathless as her fingers curled into the shoulders of his velvet dress robes.  "I don't recall agreeing to a snog…" she teased, licking her lips before taking a step away from him.  

"I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable, love."  He winked in a way that implied he knew exactly how much he hadn't.  

"Not in the bad sort of way, no…" she replied, smoothing her hands down the front of her gown.

"Tell me, Hermione, what does the good sort of uncomfortable feel like?"  

"It feels like I'd like to feel it again," she said quietly, hoping like hell that no one else was listening in on this conversation.  She had a feeling Harry's head would explode if he knew.  And Mrs. Weasley would likely box Sirius' ears if she found out.  

But neither of those things made Hermione want it any less.  

"All you have to do is ask, darling…" he drawled, leaning back in to capture her lips once more.  His hand moved up behind her head, stroking along the nape of her neck.  She wanted nothing more than to press herself against him.  To soak up the warmth he was offering.  

She whimpered a little, just the tiniest bit in the back of her throat as she ended the kiss and moved out of his embrace.  "Not here."  

There was a sparkle in his eyes that usually spelled out trouble, and she supposed this time it wasn't any different.  This was trouble.  This, that she was proposing?  Trouble.  

No long term issues other than strained relationships stood to ensue, but she couldn't help but feel like sneaking around with Sirius Black would be dangerous.  There were a millions reasons why she shouldn't be pursuing him.  

Maybe that was what drove her to do it after all.

"My place?  Or yours?" he asked, his fingers slipping into hers and squeezing tightly.  It was a miracle that no one else had noticed the tension building between them.  It was explosive.  Likely to ignite two steps behind whatever closed door they agreed upon.  

Her belly swooped, making her stumble a bit as she began to walk away.  "Mine," she replied.  "I'll see you at mine.  Ten minutes."  

He smirked in such a way that made her want to leap onto him right here, right now.  Except that surely wasn't proper.  

Not that anything else she wanted to do to him was proper anyway.  

No, she had all manner of improper things she'd like to do to Sirius Black.  If ever there was a need for her love of list making, it was now.  

"I'll see you at yours, Hermione.  Ten minutes."  

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the stars in your eyes

Pairing:  Darcy Lewis/Tony Stark For:  @webuiltthiscityonescargot Prompt:  #28. Stargazing

He found her out on the balcony, leaning against the railing and staring up into the night sky.  

“Penny for your thoughts, Lewis… or will they cost me more than that?”  

“I miss the stars,” she said, blatantly ignoring his joke.  “Used to stare at them all the time before I moved to New York.”  

He slipped his arm around her waist and tugged her closer.  “Well, in my personal experience, there are stars to be found everywhere, if you know where to look.”

Smirking, she shook her head.  “If you tell me to do a google search, I’m leaving you for good.”  

“No, no…” he turned, pressing a kiss to her cheek.  “Look at me, Darce.”  

She did, staring up into his eyes, the corners of which crinkled when he smiled down at her.  “See?  Now, I wish you could see the view I have right now.  There are thousands of stars in your eyes.”  

Normally, when Tony was laying on the cheese like this, Darcy would have scoffed.  But there was something… pure about the way he was looking at her.  So she didn’t.  

She did, however, kiss him deeply.  

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ask me nicely

Pairing:  George Weasley/Hermione Granger For:  @webuiltthiscityonescargot Prompt:  #3.  Fallen Leaves

Hermione waded her way out of the enormous leaf pile.  "George Weasley… I'll have your arse for that!"  She reached into her pocket for her wand and he took off, diving for shelter behind a tree, which her hex hit square on.  

"You said you loved autumn, especially the leaves, Granger! How could you expect me to do anything else?"  

"It was small talk, you GIT," she replied, barely missing his head with her next hex.  Her aim was ferocious.  "I was trying to lighten the mood, not ask for the entire bloody lot of leaves to be dumped onto my head!"  

"You really should be more specific next time, love…"  George peeked out just in time to block her spell.  "I'm not a legilimens!"  

Sighing heavily, she let her hand drop to her side.  "I was hoping you'd ask me to be your date for Ron's wedding."  

He frowned.  "What?  Why?"  

She shook her head.  "I don't know.  Because I thought I wanted to go with you."

"You could just ask me!"  he countered.  

"So you can reject me in some far more embarrassing way than this?  Not bloody likely!"  

"How was I supposed to know that your sodding leaves talk was some kind of secret code?  You were on and on about the leaves, 'Mione! And I wouldn't reject you.  You're barmy if you'd think that."

"So you'll go with me?" she asked hopefully.  

"I dunno.  I haven't rightly been asked, have I?" he smirked and folded his arms.  

"Will you go with me to Ron's wedding?  As my date?" she asked grudgingly.

"Of course I will, Hermione.  It's so nice of you to ask me," was his smug reply.    

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beloved

Pairing:  Darcy Lewis/Thor For:  @webuiltthiscityonescargot Prompt:  #19. Knitting

"It's finished!"  Darcy said happily.  She wrapped the scarf around Thor's neck and popped her knuckles, admiring her handiwork.  

"Thank you…" Thor glanced down at the scarf, running his fingers over the length of it.  "I will cherish it."  

"I mean… it's just a scarf…" She said, running her hands up his chest to readjust it around his neck.  

"It's something my beloved made for me.  I will cherish it."

"I cherish you, Big Guy…"