Do your thang Darcy.

So my bestie and I share a great love for Loki/Darcy, and last night we roleplayed a gut wrenching scene that made me heart break into tiny glass pieces.
“For once, you are right mortal,” Loki said, looming above her with a displeased expression on his face. He noticed the lit screen of her phone. While he had managed to remove the offending object from her hand, it was not enough to prevent it from working. He abandoned Darcy to walk over to the phone, and once near, he noticed the picture on the cracked screen.
“Ahh, trying to get in touch with our mutual friend, Agent Coulson, are you?” Loki said. “Too bad you won’t be able to get in touch with him.”
As Loki spoke, the other end of the phone had picked up.
“Miss Lew—” But before the rest of the greeting could be uttered, Loki had crushed the phone beneath the sharp steel of his boot heel.
- loki: hey i just met you
- darcy:
- loki: and this is crazy
- darcy:
- loki: but i'm a raging psychopath with serious buried insecurities/heartbreak that is driving me to take over your planet and kill your friends
- darcy:
- loki: so sleep with me maybe
