Grantaire has been kidnapped by Vikings
All arguments are irrelevant.
Title: On the Subject of Thralls
Rating: R for sex, torture, and dubious canon
Word Count: 2,588
Characters, Pairings: Thor/Tony, Steve, Bruce, hinted Natasha/Clint, mention of Natasha/OFC
Warnings: mentions of torture, allusions to rape, D/s, alcoholism, PTSD, mentions of drug use, also I’m not entirely comfortable writing some of these characters so there might be some glaring errors on my part.
Spoilers: For Iron Man. Kind of.
Summary: AU where Tony was a homeless guy living on the street, with a sign that said “Will Invent For Food.”
A/N: So, I wrote a fill for a quick prompt on comment_fic. Then the story wouldn’t leave me alone and it turned into four drabbles. Because essays due next week can wait, I’ve got Viking porn to write! The prompt kind of ran away from me, and all of the sudden I was writing smut and dream sequences and angst and I don’t even know anymore. The prompt was: Avengers, Tony + or / any, there's a homeless guy on the corner who has a motley collection of tools stuffed in an old leather pouch. He carries a sign that says, "Will Invent For Food."
Title: Around the World (Around the World)
Rating: R to be safe, but other than some swearing, violence, and talk of disturbing things, not much to be worried about.
Word Count: 6,107
Characters/Pairings: Iron Liz, Welshy, SadPanda and his Nomads, mentions of Spoony/Insano/Linkara, OC Molly, Happy Viking/OC Kari, mentions of others
Warnings: Unbeta’d. OCs running wild. Me being verbose because I haven’t written for myself in a long time. Allusions to human sacrifice, character death, and a dream that could be prophetic or not.
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these people. I’d like to think that I kinda own Molly, as she’s an OC, but you may use her in fanfiction if you like. Also, I have only a vague idea of how Molotov cocktails work, please excuse my lack of experience with such things. And Happy Viking is on blip, please go check him out because he’s great and needs more love.
A/N: I’ve had this kicking around in my head for a while now, ever since Welshy and Sad Panda and Panda’s Nomads showed up in the Denny’s Court AU. And I thought it was time for Slayer Liz to step out of the city for a while and have adventures of her own. And then this fic just spiraled out of control with a big fight scene, an OC taking up too much screentime, a bar containing a guy who isn’t even on the site yet (though he should be!) and a random dream sequence. Enjoy?
P.S. Doylestown is a real place, with a really awesome museum and a house made of concrete. Highly recommend it if you get the chance.