EVERYONE THE QUEEN IS BACK

(and the duck is here too *rolling my eyes*)

Cute!

Here’s a little ficlet that was supposed to be done in time for the Darcy Lewis Bingo for the prompt ‘Cute!’. I plead oopsie-daisies 🙃

Pairing: Bucky x Darcy

Rating: T, for comic book violence.

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A camera shakily focused on a snarling Hulk reaching for a black work van. The panels dented ominously under his green, meaty fingers. The wide eyes of a balaclava-clad man could be seen before Hulk smashed the entire vehicle into a light pole. It crumpled like paper from the middle.

“Oooh,” Darcy winced, as the news switched to an aerial view. “That’s not gonna buff out.

From behind her Jane supplied, “Think of the paperwork, Bruce!”

She and Jane were on their way to lunch when the flatscreens in the lobby began playing cable news footage of the latest skirmish. Luckily, it wasn’t taking place in a busy street downtown but a business park.The Avengers were taking out a cell of bio-terrorist wannabees and going by the explosions and structural damage, they weren’t going down without making some noise.

Steve, immediately recognizable in his blue and white uniform, was fighting some ‘roided up goon with tattoos spidering up his neck. The goon managed to free himself from Steve’s grasp and bared his teeth, pulling a gun out of his holster. Steve prepared to block with the shield.

Then Bucky Barnes appeared, deftly grabbing the gun out of his hand and in a swift movement pistol whipped him before he could reach for his other weapon. A spray of blood and what looked like teeth followed. Bucky watched him crumple to the ground and gave a tiny feral smile.

The feed cut back to the studio where a nervous, wavery-voice anchor was telling the audience that parental guidance was advised for the “violent nature of the footage”.

“Jaaaane,” Darcy whined. She bit her lip, not taking her eyes off the screen. “I want one.”

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#this is for everyone who watches Bucky Barnes' fight scenes and goes all 😳 join the club i'll bring the cookies (via @sachertortes)

Because I can’t not goof around with this Flapper Darcy AU some more:

Part II:

“It’s so….dry,” Darcy said, peering out of the train window at the New Mexico landscape as the train shuddered to a stop at the Puente Antiguo station. Everything was brown and brown and brown. Jane was still glued to her book. Behind them, a man started to laugh. Darcy turned curiously and looked at him.

“Not dry here, ladies. The wettest county in all of New Mexico,” he said, laughing, as he shouldered his suitcase away.

“Was he being literal or does he mean hooch?” Darcy said to Jane. “Jane!”

“Hmmm?” Jane said, looking up. She blinked. “Are we here?” she asked.

“Yes,” Darcy said, grinning. “You’d end up at the end of the line if I wasn’t with you, wouldn’t you?”

“This is a very good book,” Jane said. “All about the movement of the stars in the cosmos, although Fields gets the science all wrong…”

Darcy listened to Jane talk as they got their bags and walked to their boarding house. It was a dusty, one street sort of town. She spotted a drugstore, a movie theater, and a gas station. The attendant stood under an awning, smoking. He watched them as they walked by, eyes trailing Jane. She was too busy talking about constellations to notice. Darcy peered around. The side streets were dotted with wooden houses, bleached grey in the sun or painted white. It was so hot, she didn’t even see any dogs out walking. Beads of perspiration formed on Darcy’s neck and slipped down her back. She was going to need talcum powder. “That must be the barber shop,” she said to Jane, catching sight of a building with several men lingering outside. The men stared at them. Or Jane, Darcy thought, doing a quick survey and then looking away. Some men took a direct gaze as an invitation to get fresh, she’d realized. It was worse now that she’d bobbed her hair. They assumed she was fast. But she’d done it in anticipation of the new climate, thinking her hair’d be easier to care for. Also, in the hope that it would make her feel stylish. Instead, her curly hair puffed out sideways. Darcy had taken to tying it back with a scarf, purely out of irritation. Jane had absent-mindedly told her it made her look like a brunette Clara Bow, but Jane was just being nice, really.

“Selvig’s is supposed to be near the barber shop,” Jane said.

“Yup,” Darcy said. She felt eyes on them and looked sideways. There were six men standing around the barbershop porch. Not farmers, she realized. Their clothes were too clean and fashionable. A farmer didn’t wear flashy pocket squares. Odd in a town like this. You couldn’t get those suits here. One of them turned to stare at her. Darcy immediately looked away, but not before she caught a glimpse of a tanned face, dark eyes, and an unshaven jaw. He looked at her suspiciously.

“What is it?” Jane whispered.

“The man on the train said this was the wettest county in the state,” Darcy said.

“But it’s not,” Jane said. “What man?”

“It is if he didn’t mean rain,” Darcy said, shifting her eyes significantly. Jane nodded, glanced back, and immediately turned her head back.

“We’ll stay out of their way,” she said. “They’ll stay out of ours.”

Their new landlady, Mrs. Selvig, had come via a recommendation of Jane’s father’s. He’d written a hasty letter from Europe. Also, a scientific genius, he was busy organizing exhibits at a London museum. He and Mrs. Foster were to live abroad for the next several years. “There it is,” Darcy said, pointing to a faded sign on the house. It was down the street just across from the barbershop. It was an odd-looking house, with a commercial garage for cars, and the whole building was painted a strange rusty red, and had been added on to willy-nilly. They walked up on the porch. Jane knocked sharply. “Mrs. Selvig!” she called.

“Yeah?” a deep voice called from somewhere above. They looked at each other. Jane stepped off the porch and looked up.

“I’m Jane Foster!” she said at the voice.

“Edward’s daughter,” the voice said pleasantly. Darcy thought Jane’s expression turned pale for a second. She decided to join her. Darcy was curious by nature. She looked up. There was a large man standing on the roof above them, peering down. “I’m your new landlord,” he said. “Erik Selvig. Be right down.” Then he disappeared.

“Was he in his underclothes on the roof?” Darcy said, tilting her head.

“Yes,” Jane said. “He was. Drat! My father wrote Erik Selvig. Curse his penmanship!”

“Is that where you get it from?” Darcy teased.

Once they’d settled in, Darcy was delighted to find that there was a small, battered radio in her room. “I wish we could have brought the phonograph,” she said to Jane with a sigh. “And my records.” Jane’s room adjoined hers. There was actually a door between them. She thought her narrow room might’ve once been a hallway, but she was fine with it. She and Jane could talk at night.

“Too heavy,” Jane said. Darcy fiddled with the radio and then opened a window. The radio programme was playing “Tin Roof Blues.”

Darcy sat on the windowsill and listened to the music. “It’ll never rain here, will it?” she called.

“Probably not,” Jane said. “I don’t expect any rain will fall on us for the whole three months.”

“Nope,” Darcy said. The sounds of jazz drifted out into the night. She couldn’t imagine a place less like Virginia. Unless you counted the surface of the moon. The moon and the stars were uncommonly clear out, though. She tilted her head to peer up at them. “Nothing at all will fall,” she whispered to herself.

Meet Cute

Pairing: James “Bucky” Barnes/Darcy Lewis

Rating: Teen and up audience (for swearing)

Warnings: Swearing; mild violence; Darcy’s taser can be used more than once (because in my world Tony never died and he totally hooked a girl up)

"And why were WE asked to play chauffeur to this scientist?"

Bucky was grumpy. He was beginning to think he maybe should have just said no to Sam. But, no, here he was traveling in the middle of the night to retrieve some scientist.

"Apparently Doctor Lewis is a friend of Thor. Known her since his first arrival and all. Bruce asked if we could make sure she was safe. Special favor." Sam patiently responded. He was getting used to the two moods of the man next to him, grumpy and grumpier.

@pepperpottsplots has added a new chapter (in which Darcy is AWESOME) to her excellent ShieldShock Fanfic-

This Love (Left a Permanent Mark)  (read on Ao3)

written by Archetype_ElectraHeart / @pepperpottsplots

Chapter 2:  

AN: So, this chapter takes us through the events of the first Avengers movie. When our story resumes in the next chapter, canon will basically be locked in a cupboard under the stairs for the duration.

Enjoy! :)

-ShieldShock image set on this post created by @shieldshockfanfic

To Boldly Soulmate

by JaneyKatherineHummingbird

Steve is a Starfleet captain and Darcy a stranded scientist.

Words: 1643, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Darcyland AUs

via AO3 works tagged ‘Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers’ https://ift.tt/51tN38o

WANDAVISION 1.05 - ‘On a Very Special Episode’

Mood board for the 1920s Flapper Darcy AU in my head. It was too warm in this party, Darcy Lewis thought desperately. There were so many people here to celebrate her cousin Jane’s success as a liberated New Woman that the Virginia night air was not circulating, even with all the windows and doors open. It was Jane Foster’s debut as a foremost scientific mind of 1925. Jane had been awarded money to go to New Mexico, of all places, by the Stark family of industrialists. The current head of the family, Tony Stark, had a fund to encourage female education and full participation in public life, named after his mother. He had also sponsored successful string of ladies’ sporting events: automotive racing, tennis, golf. Their friend Sharon Carter was the current ladies’s national tennis champion. It was really a pity that Darcy had no swing. She had to content herself with playing second-fiddle to Jane. She was to be Jane’s assistant in Puente Antiguo, just to have–in her mother’s words– “something useful to do with yourself, since you aren’t married or a female genius.” Those seemed to be her only two options: be extraordinary or mind-numbingly ordinary. 

Darcy stood up to walk around. Women in short dresses and wide pants were lingering in the windowsills, smoking, while young men with nervous faces offered opinions and took them back again. She could smell cigarette smoke, brilliantine, and Mitsouko. Catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror above the fireplace, Darcy frowned. Her newly-bobbed hair had gone frizzy and she looked too warm. How she envied Jane her cool elegance and smooth bob! She put down her glass and moved through the crowd of well-wishers. Jane was fending off a blonde Kappa Alpha with a smile like a toothpaste advertisement and rolled her eyes at Darcy. She shook her head. It really was a pity that Jane was the beautiful one, she thought. Jane had no use for beauty whatsoever and Darcy could have used it to great effect. All her life she’d been told she should have been born a decade or two earlier and made a fine-looking Gibson Girl. But she was resolutely out of fashion.

Darcy escaped the house and wandered out into the gardens. She sat on one of the benches and listened to the sounds of laughter, music, and drinking. She had been outside for twenty minutes, when something white appeared to be crossing the lawn. The figure of Sharon Carter emerged in the moonlight. 

“Hullo, Shar,” Darcy said.

“Have you escaped the wolves?” Sharon said. “Please tell me you have a flask?”

“Fraid not,” Darcy said. She didn’t even smoke. Her only vices were lip rouge and a weakness for taffy candy. 

“Never mind, I do,” Sharon said, fishing under her skirt. “Here, have a drink.”

“Thank you.” Darcy swigged the silver vial. It burned on the way down. She coughed a little.

“Nervous?” Sharon said.

“Yes,” Darcy admitted.

“We all are,” Sharon said. “When you stop being utterly terrified, you’re dead.”

“I thought that was just Jane’s driving?” Darcy said, hiccupping slightly.

Adding a link to the completed fic: Blood Moon, Dry County.

VENUS OBSERVA, CHAPTER ONE Bucky Barnes/Darcy Lewis, eventual Bucky/Darcy/Steve Rated Explicit | 9,386 words | Please read the warnings!

Bucky Barnes survives the Snap. Four and a half years later, his new court-ordered shrink is the psychology department head at Columbia University, where one Darcy Lewis is finishing her PhD in astrophysics. They fall in love, and also manage to save the other half of the universe—including Steve. An Endgame fix-it fic that's actually just an incredibly elaborate setup for a spitroast.

READ CHAPTER ONE AT AO3! archiveofourown.org/works/35990476

WANDAVISION 1.05 - ‘On a Very Special Episode’

This Love (Left a Permanent Mark)

by Archetype_ElectraHeart

New chapter just posted!

Revival

I'm writing my first fic!

After Jack's death and revival he loses the trust of his coworkers and the Statesmen Agency. After losing everything, he goes to work for SHIELD where he encounters Darcy Lewis, but he's no longer the charming Agent Whiskey. Darcy is living her best life as a lab manager at SHIELD where she is known for being a problem solver. Darcy decides that the taciturn new agent who thinks of himself as nothing more than a weapon could benefit from the Lewis touch (in more ways than one).

I binge-read this fantastic fic all in one morning, and I’m so looking forward to seeing how it will go! 😍📖🥰

I have subscribed, so I won’t miss out on any future updates or author’s notes 👏🏼📲🙌🏼

Everyone, go read it now! 🤩🫶🏼🤗

What A Horrible Time To Be Alive Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers Characters: Darcy Lewis, Jane Foster, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sarah Wilson Additional Tags: Jane and Darcy go to JASNA basically, Which actually sounds really fun, But I wanted to write Darcy being cranky about Regency fandom, and the whole ‘its so romantic!’ thing Summary:

Darcy doesn’t know why she let Jane talk her into going to an entire Jane Austen conference, much less a period-dress Regency ball. She misses ice, television, polyester, and her normal life. She’s not even going to dance with Captain America.

Stars Aligned

Summary: A multiversal fluke lands Din and Grogu on Earth with no clear way of returning home. Darcy's having a bad, bad night until she happens upon the pair freezing and injured in an alleyway. Then, everything changes irrevocably.

Pairing: Darcy Lewis x Din Djarin

Fandoms: MCU, Thor, Mandalorian

Chapter 1: Happenstance.

Words: 2249

Rating: T, for now. Explicit in later chapters.

Also posted on AO3

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