Oct 31, 2025
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Trick! Ferrero Rocher brussel sprouts!
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Trick or treat 🎃
Trick! Ferrero Rocher brussel sprouts!
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Just finished watching Calamity, I kept thinking Play d&d they said, it'll be FUN they said. It was heartbreaking and absolutely amazing.
watch critical role they said it'll be fun they said
it is RELENTLESS EMOTIONAL DAMAGE
The first thing that popped in my head was Jack finds an abandoned baby, brings it home and announces it's theirs now. How would Loki react?
OMG, I wasn’t expecting this and I think it’s safe to assume Loki wouldn’t be either lol - although it’s pretty much on-brand for Jack, isn’t it? “Oh by the way honeybunnyboopsiepoot, I found something in the park today, hope you don’t mind I kept it.”
Loki’s back immediately goes stiff and he takes a deep breath. “What is it?”
“Oh, just a little thing.”
“How little of a thing?”
“I dunno, maybe eight or nine pounds.”
“That doesn’t seem very little.”
“Don’t worry about it, it doesn’t eat a lot yet.”
“Is it a dog, Jack?”
“I don’t think so.”
Loki sighs, raking his hands through his hair. He’s been here before. More than once. Okay, more than twice. “Delilah Jack Montague, what species is it, and if you lie to me I’m going to nail your foot to the floor ten feet from the bathroom. Species. Now.”
“How should I know what species it is? Human I’d guess, but you’re not human and neither am I but we both look like we are, so - “
“JACK WHAT THE FUCK IS IT?!?!”
*wailing sounds kick up from the bedroom*
“Oh for Odin’s sake don’t tell me - “
Jack smiles sweetly. “There were no adults nearby and it was by itself so...”
“Jack, this isn’t Wild Kingdom, you don’t judge a human child’s claimability by whether or not there are any grownups around!”
“Oh really? Isn’t that what your dad did with you?”
“EXACTLY!! Take it back right now, put it back where you found it.”
“But there was a note, it said ‘Please take care of my baby because I can’t’.”
Loki raises an eyebrow. “Let’s see this note.”
(note reads pretty much exactly like Jack said)
“Well I’ll be buggered.”
A WEEK LATER~
“So I was thinking something like Mordecai would be good, it’s a healthy sounding name for a little guy.”
“Mordecai Montague?? You’re fucking kidding me. It’s an awful name and it’s already your middle name and it didn’t do you any favors so no. I’m calling him Scooter.”
“Scooter?? It’s not a cat, Jack.”
“No but he scoots around and it suits him.”
Loki hefts the baby up and looks him in the eyes. He waits till Jack leaves the room, then gives the infant a quick kiss on the head. “Mordecai.”
@sweetsigyn
Witches (E) - Darcy Lewis/Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier
for @sweetsigyn 595 words Rated E (under the cut) I’ve been cursed, can you help me?
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Geralt was practically carrying the bard when he arrived in her hut.
“What happened?“ Darcy asked, alarmed at the pale complexion on the usually rosy bard.
“I’ve been cursed,” Jaskier mumbled.
“No shit, by who?” she asked, looking to Geralt.
“He was cursed by a man he’d cuckholded.”
Darcy rolled her eyes. “You really need to find a nice girl to settle down with,” she chastised, walking over to her herb station.
LEFTY!!!! Darcy is coming back! Time to start carrying potatoes again. I refuse to give up hope that tasertricks can still happen. Love ya lady, hope you are doing ok
IT’S MUTHAFUCKING TATER TIME!!!!
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When I first started with tumblr and a03 I commented on a fic, saying wow I didn’t see that coming and the author responded that’s too bad I was hoping someone would pick up on the subtext. I’ll be honest, I had to look up subtext I just didn’t know what it meant. I was sitting there looking at my phone thinking omg I’m too stupid to leave comments. I was a long time before I started commenting again and I still worry all the time that I sound like an idiot.
I’m so sorry that happened! DUDE. You could never ever ever sound like an idiot. You are one of Darcyland’s dearest readers and commenters. You’ve given me SO MUCH love and support over the years and I’m eternally grateful, and I’m positive there’s many many other authors that feel that way about your kind and generous words. Your endless support. You’re always there cheering us on. You are a GEM in this fandom, dude. A very important part of us. And I love you.
Primrose, honey perfume, wisteria
Primrose: what book does everyone right now need to read?Well, I’m currently re-reading the Hobbit, followed by the Lord of the Rings trilogy, for the Nth time...“Amelia Bedelia! She’s funny.”Honey Perfume: favorite movie ever?Ughhh.... My Fair Lady, Singing in the Rain, What We Do in the Shadows, The LOTR and Hobbit trilogies, Fantasia...“Moana and Frozen and Belle and mostly all princess movies.”Wisteria: whom do you admire and why?Frigga; she puts up with a lot of bullshit.“Adults and other tall people.”(rephrased as ‘Who do you look up to’)
61 “Welcome back. Now fucking help me.” with Darcy/Loki
“Welcome back,” she said with her upper body underneath the couch, “now fucking help me.”
There was a pause behind her. “I am…unsure as to what is currently happening.”
Darcy’s body jerked backwards as she tried to free herself. “Your stupid fucking ow cat, got her stupid fucking toy stuck under the couch. I was trying to motherfucker get it, but I got damn it stuck. Can you please,” her voice deceptively calm, “get me out of here?”
It took all of Loki’s, admittedly strong, self-control not to laugh. She was well and truly stuck under the couch and the cat in question was busy sunning herself in the window.
He briefly debated taking a picture.
“Loki.”
He then decided it wasn’t worth her wrath and promptly picked the couch up. “Sorry, dear.”
She just glared.