toni lewis

May We Dance

Chapter Two is up now!

Word Count: 3290
Darcy Lewis, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Jane Foster, Bucky Barnes (mentioned), J.A.R.V.I.S.
Chapter Summary: Two weeks ago, JARVIS pinged with Avengers-related information gathered in Natasha’s SHIELDRA dump, uncovering surprising details about whereabouts of one Darcy Katherine Lewis, Jane Foster’s intern, as well as raising questions as to HYDRA’s intentions with her. With the startling revelation that she had been on HYDRA’s watch list for almost a decade, Darcy struggles to answer Captain America’s questions and finds herself questioning the circumstances of her father’s death.


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You can be like Sif
You can be like Black Widow
You can be like Jane Foster
You can be like Darcy
And you can be like Pepper Potts

But I suggest being like Mjolnir, and allow only worthy people to pick you up.

- Growth - (a Stony fanfic)

(“Soulmate"AU where you get a tattoo for every person you fall in love with)

Pepper’s tattoo is on her hip. Well, the one that isn’t faded yet. 

There are five dull, grey ones scattered across her body, seemingly random and different in shape and size, but what do they matter? They’re done.  It’s over. The only one she looks at these days are the sunglasses on her hip. They’re big. Obnoxiously big and shiny and she knows who they’re for, of course she knows. Tony has a little stiletto to match, right there on his ankle, bright blue and sparkly and the first time he showed her, she nearly apologized. It’s hideous and the both know, but it means love, so who’s gonna complain? 

Understandably, no one is happy when the sunglasses start losing colour. At first, it isn’t even visible, the fade from black to grey barely noticeable, but then the grey becomes off-white and the glass loses its shine and Tony leaves, a bright blue stiletto still sparkling on his skin.

But Tony is fine, he said. Its fine, he’s fine - he’s always fine.

And Pepper sighs and strokes the steering wheel on the back of her hand that just appeared the day before.

Tony is fine.

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Another text post from tumblr that I found on Pinterest

I really want this to happen. I also feel like Wanda teaching Vision to cook would be funny or Steve, Bucky, Thor, and Loki trying to figure out modern technology and Tony and Bruce keep trying to explain stuff and they aren’t listening or Steve and Bucky asking Tony whatever happened to the flying car that Howard was making in the 1940s.

Mild Ragnarok Spoilers Ahead

Don’t imagine if Thor is killed fighting Thanos.

Don’t imagine Loki’s face as he realizes that his brother, the man who saw him at his worst and still loved him and welcomed him back with open arms when Loki decided to turn good again to save him, is dying.

Don’t imagine Thor using his final breaths to remind Loki that he is loved, that Thor’s death isn’t his fault, that he trusts Loki to be a good ruler.

Don’t imagine Loki letting out a scream of raw anguish as he holds his brother’s lifeless body and realizes how Thor felt twice before, except this time the death is real and unchangeable.

Don’t imagine watching the internal struggle visible on his face as he wavers between his need for revenge and his duty to his people.

Don’t imagine the others finally forgetting any ill feelings they still harbor for Loki in order to protect him.

Don’t imagine the shock on Loki’s face as Heimdall, the man he once froze and banished, and the commoners he once lied to and betrayed, willingly kneel and accept him as their rightful ruler.

Don’t imagine him going to Jane and Erik and Darcy to tell them, wary of how they might react to his presence but knowing they need the news delivered in person, but they cry and hug him because they realize he’s grieving too.

Don’t imagine Loki spending the next few days in a haze of shock at how supportive everyone is being, even the human heroes he once tried to kill.

Don’t imagine Loki trying to look strong, but there are silent tears sliding down his cheeks as he finally takes the throne he never really wanted.

Don’t imagine Loki finally finding a moment alone to go back to that beautiful place in Norway, that place where he started to realize he was loved after all, and kneel in the dark to look up at the stars with tears in his eyes and promise his family that he’ll be the best ruler he can possibly be.

Don’t imagine Heimdall and Valkyrie eventually coming up on either side of him, saying nothing, just resting a hand on his shoulders and looking up at the heavens with him.

Don’t imagine Strange and Tony and Bruce and the others slowly filling up the field behind him, also staying silent, until Loki finally turns to Tony and asks if he can have that drink now. And with the laugh the duo shares, the atmosphere lightens and the silence turns to jokes and happy stories of the ones they lost, and the future suddenly looks a lot brighter.

Whatever you do, don’t imagine any of that.

Keeping it in the Family

Fic Idea: Jane gets recalled from her shiny Stark Industries Observatory/lab in New Mexico for some gala event at Avengers Tower with a request to stay on to help the brains trust there on a project, and where Jane goes Darcy follows.

She has an awesome time at the gala and manages to make an impression on one or more supersoldiers, ending the night with a goodnight kiss and gets asked on a date. The date however is postponed due to an Avengers mission and Darcy makes the most of the lull in activity at the tower to go visit her great-grandmother Lorraine at her Manhattan hospice.

Great-grandma Lorraine was considered pretty scandalous back in the day, and if she had been famous in this day and age she’d be on the cover of every gossip mag as far as Darcy’s concerned. She’d had six children to four different men, three of whom she married and outlived. Darcy’s own grandmother had been the eldest, born to some random soldier she met during her service in WWII. But great-grandma Lorraine had been quite the looker from a well off family, so even with an illegitimate kid she had no trouble snagging her first husband.

Even though Lorraine barely registers Darcy’s presence, Darcy spends an hour giving her the cliff notes on her life since her last visit, finishing up by gushing about the gala, holding up her phone to show her a group photo.

“Look grandma, it’s Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes. Do you remember them? Don’t they look handsome,” she sighs.

Lorraine’s eyes flicker with recognition and she reaches out to the picture with a frail hand, “He was quite good in the sack, if I remember correctly.”

By the time Darcy’s brain comes back online Lorraine has fallen asleep.

Darcy returns back to the tower in a daze and spends the better part of a month going to hilarious lengths to avoid seeing, talking to, or even thinking about her supersoldier love interest and potential great-grandfather, and then goes to even more hilarious lengths to obtain DNA samples from each of them so she can get definitive proof which one of the supersoldier duo is her great-grandfather.

The kicker: It was neither of them. Lorraine had seen Tony and remembered Howard, who had bought her silence with a house and a few thousand dollars. So while Steve and Bucky aren’t her great-grandfathers, Tony Stark is her great-uncle.

Tony: [Shows Quill the stun gun] Darcy gave me this. Jane gave me the pepper spray. The knuckles are Gamora’s.

Quill: No one is going to hurt you, Tony.

Tony: You’re just saying that to make me feel better.

Quill: Did it?

Tony: Yeah, can you say it again.

Quill: Nobody’s gonna hurt you, Tony.

[Quill puts his arm around Tony]