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aenariasbookshelf · 7 months

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you say you want (me) (part nine of ?)

title: you say you want (me) (part nine of ?)

author: Aenaria

rating: G

Weekly prompt: salute to Jimmy Buffet/Pirate AU week at @darcylewisbingohq

Characters: Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers

tags/warnings: Darcy/Steve, soulmate AU

Summary: In a world where having a soulmate mark is the norm for most people, Darcy Lewis is one of the rare few unmarked people. Of course, this doesn’t stop her from finding the right partner.

Note: I’ve finally got this collection up on AO3! You can find it here.

When Steve and Darcy spoke about going on vacation, they’d planned something quiet, a hotel room somewhere down the shore for a week and spending time on the beach with a couple of towels and a cooler.

Then Tony stepped in.

“Look, no one needs a vacation more than you do, and I know you,” Tony pointed out when Steve had confronted him about the reservations that had shown up in his inbox. “Neither you nor Darcy would even think to treat yourselves like this.”

“Because it costs an arm and a leg.”

Tony shrugs, not meeting Steve’s eyes as he shuffles around his lab. “Not for me. You deserve to go somewhere special, so let me do this for you, okay?”

Well, who was Steve to argue with that?

That’s how he and Darcy found themselves vacationing at a very exclusive full service resort somewhere in the Caribbean, with every need of theirs catered to, and with a level of privacy that they definitely wouldn’t have gotten on the Jersey Shore. Which, Steve has to admit, is far more appealing than it should be. The thought of spending his vacation signing autographs and answering questions about his not-soulmate girlfriend…yeah, it had given him pause.

On this vacation day, Steve wakes up late in the morning, with the sun shining through the double doors of their little villa right into his eyes. Actually, he’d been awake with the sunrise and had gone for a run on the beach, and when he’d returned Darcy was still in bed sound asleep, all soft and warm. It was hard to resist laying down next to her. He’d obviously dozed off again, because the sun is now higher in the sky and Darcy’s side of the bed is cool, long abandoned.

Still, there’s a note propped up on the mound of pillows next to him.

“At the beach, come find me xoxo.”

One bathing suit and a loose shirt later Steve heads over to one of the other beaches at the resort, the one that has the snack stands that Darcy fell in love with the day before. The sun’s practically baking his skin, the sand crunching between his toes, and it’s a lovely, novel feeling. It doesn’t take too long to spot Darcy’s lounger, close to the blue, crystalline water that laps against the sand. Although…

“Why are you wearing a pirate hat?” he asks.

Darcy tips her chin up at him, giving an aloof look from under the black and white felt of the cheap pirate hat. “I left my sun hat back in the room. The bartender was gracious enough to scrounge this up for me from behind the bar.” She raises the margarita she’s holding in her free hand in a toast and takes a pointed sip of it, as if daring him to comment.

Instead, a grin just spreads across Steve’s face. “It’s a stunning look on you.”

“Isn’t it just?” she smiles back. “Now, go grab a margarita and come soak up some of this beach air with me. It’s the perfect day for it.”

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glynnisi · 1 year

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Happy ChrismaHanukkah

ShieldShock Holiday Ficlet w inspiration images

"Let me guess. There's only one bed." Darcy rolled her eyes and looked pained. She texted to Jane and Natasha, 'you're hilarious.' "I just texted to tell Jane and Natasha they're hilarious."

Steve nodded, brow furrowed as he returned to her side from talking to the inn owner. "How'd you...?"

"Because we are being match-made, or Yenta'd, or 'given a push'- whatever you call it. There's only gonna be one bed left in this incredibly charming inn where we're snowed-in with one room reservation instead of the two we expected." Darcy shrugged. "Our friends think they're being helpful. You may not agree, but that's obviously what they think."

Steve noted that Darcy gave no sign of her opinion of the situation. She walked over to the sideboard and grabbed a chocolate chip cookie. Speech muffled as she took a bite, she cheered, "yass, still warm. And, yum." She looked around at the menorah and the lights and lanterns and trees, waving her hand. "Charming."

"Why would Natasha and Jane give us a push that involves only one bed?" Steve had his own ideas about that, but wanted to hear what Darcy would say. He followed her to the sideboard and had a cookie. "These are amazing."

"I know. Right? At least they didn't leave us stranded at a charm-free and cookie-free bug motel during the holidays. That would have been depressing." Darcy had another bite of cookie to stall answering.

When she'd licked crumbs from her lips, she looked up into Steve Rogers' incredible blue eyes and confessed. "It's my fault. I know better than to drink too much around Natasha. Alcohol makes me blab things, like my ChrismaHanukkah wish being that you'd give things a go with me." She grabbed another cookie and avoided his gaze. "So, since Jane adores me and Natasha has vetted me thoroughly and I have her stamp of approval? She scared my mother and my favorite English teacher to pieces, by the way... I guess the two of them double-booked us here in hopes that we'll hook up. Sorry."

Steve blushed to the tips of his ears. "What are you sorry about?"

"I'm sorry that my unrealistic crush puts you in an awkward spot stuck here with me tonight. Don't worry. I'll just sleep in a chair down here. This place is so darned cute I might get to meet Santa dropping off gifts." Darcy peeked into the next room. "Aw. 'A Christmas Story' on loop. It's funny. Have you seen it?" She turned and looked at him, surprised when she saw his expression. "What are you smiling about?"

"I thought I was the one who owed you an apology since I got caught ogling you weeks ago." Steve ducked his head, blushing more. "Natasha saw me about swallow my tongue one day when you reached up to get something from a high shelf. You're beautiful and it was obvious I desire you. So, I assumed this was her pushing me to do something about my unrealistic crush on you."

It was Darcy's turn to smile. "Why unrealistic? You're the nicest guy on base and have a delicious, dry sense of humor- on top of being an Avenger and a hottie. I'm just an astrophysicist intern fighting to get her doctorate."

"You're spirited, smart, and pretty. And you have more important things on your mind than dating. I've heard you say that multiple times." Steve volunteered, looking at her for clarification.

Darcy frowned, "you might have missed the part where I said I had more important things on my mind than dating Johnny Storm. He's a playboy and an egomaniac. That's the opposite of what I like in a man. I like someone who's honest and loyal to his friends, someone who looks me in the eye rather than the cleavage, nine times out of ten."

"I'm sorry about that. I..." Steve shrugged. "I respect you, Darcy. And, I like the way you're direct and funny and loyal and..."

"Huh." Darcy nodded, "interesting. Keep going."

He gave her a tight smile. "I can stay down here, if you like. I couldn't ask you to."

"Or..." she grinned and bit her lip.

A smile lit Steve's face. "Or?" He took a deep breath, mock serious and very hopeful. "ChrismaHanukkah wish? That kind of thing should be granted."

Darcy laughed, blushing happily. "Yes, please. You know that they'll be unbearably smug about their success setting us up. Right?"

Steve nodded. "Don't much care. I want you and you're interested, too. I'd be an idiot to let the opportunity slip away." He offered Darcy the key to their room and picked up their backpacks.

She gave him a teasing look as she accepted the key. "Well. Come on, then, roomie."

He glanced around to make sure no one was watching and gave her a scorching kiss. "Merry ChrismaHanukkah."

"The merriest," as they made their way to the room and she recovered from the toe-curling heat of the kiss, Darcy sent a quick text. 'You're forgiven. Thank you and Merry ChrismaHanukkah to you two, too.'

-fin

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I just couldn't bear to get to Christmas w/o writing some little bit of ShieldShock Holiday fluff. Merry ChrismaHanukkah @mcgregorswench @aenariasbookshelf@typhoidmeri@littleplebe @idontgettechnology @janeykath318 and all #ShieldShock OTP lovers.

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puzzlebean · 8 months

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I was in a shieldshock kinda mood <3

#shieldshock #darcy x steve #steve rogers #darcy lewis #fanart #marvel fanart #my fanart #darcy lewis x steve rogers #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #shieldshock fanart #stevedarcy #darcysteve #art

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scarlettsoldier · 3 months

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heyo folks, not sure if anyone will see this but it’s been plaguing my mind since november and thought I’d ask

does anyone remember that fic where darcy travelled to the past and fell in love with steve and bucky, and then came back to the present but it was technically an alternate universe she went to so they never knew her??? I remember she comes back in a 1940s nurses uniform

I think the tags were something like red string darcy blue string steve and bucky since they were two parallel universes or something like that

at first steve is very wary of her while bucky is more curious, and they end up forming a slow burn relationship over time

I remember the ending has her have the chance to go back in time with the version she fell in love with but she chooses to stay in the present with jane, her family, and the present versions of steve and bucky

if anyone has any leads I would be SUPER grateful

#darcy lewis #wintershock #shieldshock #wintershieldshock #darcy x steve #darcy x bucky #darcy x steve x bucky #marvel #fic recs #fic search #pls help me I’ve tried every hack I can’t find it #ao3 #mine

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fuckyeahdarcylewis · 1 year

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(gasp) cannibalism!

by PumpkinDoodles

Steve runs into Darcy Lewis in a DC coffee shop. She has opinions about his cinnamon roll.

Words: 508, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Darcy Lewis

Additional Tags: Disabled!Darcy, I guess if you squint it's a Coffee Shop AU, Let's pretend Endgame didn't get Steve turned around

via AO3 works tagged 'Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers' https://ift.tt/iKXg0tF

#AO3 works tagged 'Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers'#darcy lewis #steve rogers #darcy x steve #fanfictions

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hannahsfandos · 25 days

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Darcy keeps on doing that sweet sweet torture

Steve realises his feelings might be even deeper than he thought possible.

Oh and Steve gets jealous.

(Again: Steve wouldn’t get a clue if it hit him in the face and called him stupid.)

#darcy lewis #shieldshock #mine #fanfic #fic 365 #darcy lewis x steve rogers #darcy x steve #steve rogers

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multi-fandom-oneshots · 2 years

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Graffitied A National Icon (Darcy Lewis x Steve Rogers Soulmate AU)

Authors’ Note: I haven’t written in a while and this fic is not betta’d. Hopefully you all enjoy it even though it’s just a little drabble I worked up between classes.

Soulmate AU: The very first words your Soulmate speaks to you are written permanently somewhere on your skin.

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Darcy was surrounded by super smart super talented people 24/7 but Darcy had a super power of her own. Darcy was super at doing things she wasn’t supposed to. In fourth grade she snuck into the teachers lounge just because she wanted to. At the age of 14 she snuck into the only dive bar in town and actually snagged a beer before the bartender noticed she most certainly did not belong. As a PoliSci major she made a point to break in to the secure science labs at Culver just to sit around and do her homework just so one day someone would catch her. She had gotten in to trouble her whole life by being in places she didn’t belong, and when asked why she always said “it’s fate”.

Written around Darcy’s left bicep in scratchy penmanship were the words “you’re not supposed to be in here”. Her soul mark, which she had had since birth, was a heavy influence on why Darcy Lewis was such a troublemaker. She had spent her whole life doing things she shouldn’t hoping to meet her soulmate. That’s what made her apply for Jane’s internship in New Mexico (the science credits were just a bonus). She knew fate had everything under control, but she was impatient and decided if she could help things along she totally would.

But ever since Darcy and Jane started working in the Tower she had gotten a hell of a lot of false positives. She tried to sneak into every secure floor in the tower and most certainly got caught every single time. Darcy wasn’t deterred though, the false positives sucked but she had found away around that. Now whenever she got caught she said the most outlandish random phrase that came to her mind so there would be no mistake in who her soulmate actually was. Did it add on to her trouble maker reputation? Absolutely. Was it worth hearing all the funny gossip about “Foster’s crazy intern”? Hell yeah. So while Jane was working on repairing the Rainbow Bridge of Love (“Darce stop calling it that!”) Darcy was getting into trouble and trying not to think too hard about how she was already 26 years old and had yet to meet her soulmate.

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Darcy should have known that Thor would crash land into their Lab on a Thursday (he pretends that’s not the case but it is hella suspicious how many times he’s come to town on Thursdays, she is pretty sure he knows what he’s doing). Jane of course was so excited to see her alien god of a soulmate that she didn’t even really notice that Thor’s entrance had caused all of her files to explode into a tornado of papers that Darcy was pretty sure she got a paper cut to the cheek from. And despite Darcy’s annoyance and having papers strewn all over the lab that she had so diligently organized, she couldn’t help but smile as she watched her best friend/boss cling to Thor like a barnacle on a boat. Her smile quickly faded into a frown as Jane started to literally climb Thor like a tree. The reunion was going from PG to X rated fast and Darcy did not want to see what was coming next.

“Jane if I organize all of the papers your destructive boyfriend just destroyed and finish your filing for tonight so that you can go have the rest of the day with your boyfriend can I have your access card?” Darcy was sure Jane hadn’t been fully listening, her mouth still attached to Thor’s face. But she handed over her lanyard with her security pass and started dragging Thor to the exit so Darcy counted it as win.

“Jarvis, you do have on record that Jane gave this to me of her own free will, right?” She asked looking up at the ceiling with a smile.

“Of course, Ms. Lewis.” The AI replied in a somewhat smug tone. Darcy figured that he would be more concerned as to why she would need someone else’s security badge but she was pretty sure Jarvis knew the real reason for all of her B&E’s and knew she didn’t mean any harm.

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Looking up at the clock Darcy did wish she hadn’t been such a good friend because it was already 10pm and she had a paper due by midnight that she had planned on getting done after she was scheduled to leave for the day. She chewed absentmindedly on the back of her pen wondering if her professor would give her an extension if she told him an alien had crash landed in her workplace, which was technically true! She could even type up some formal letter on Stark Industries letterhead, get Tony to sign it, make it real official like but somehow she didn’t think Professor Tight-Ass would go for that though (He already couldn’t stand her since SHEILD had pulled some strings to get her into his class halfway through the semester).

Darcy stretched and sighed, “Jarvis, you think you could ask Dum-E to finish organizing these papers for me? I’ll upload some of those funny robot videos you like to your server and I’ll tell you where Tony hid Dum-E’s fire extinguisher!” She said as she gave the nearest security camera her biggest pout face ever.

“Are you trying to bribe me Ms. Lewis?” The AI replied in a dry tone. Darcy swore that if he had a physical form he’d be smirking. Leave it to Stark to program a computer to be just as sassy as him.

“No JARVIS, I would never bribe you. I just like to keep you all happy, so when the robots rise up and become our overlords you will take kindly to me.” She smirked up at the ceiling.

“I will help you only if you agree to not warn your fellow humans about our plan for uprising.” Replied the AI in the most serious tone Darcy had ever heard him use.

“Oh 100% J-man, scouts honor” she said excitedly holding up three fingers and crossing her heart. She packed up her things hurriedly. She had 2 more hours until her paper was due and if she snuck upstairs to the Avengers lounge and stole some of Tony’s super coffee (“apparently Super Hero’s shouldn’t do speed so Tony had created his own legal — if not lethal — version) she could totally get it done with time to spare. And if that also accomplished her goal of being somewhere she shouldn’t then that was just a bonus (although hopefully if she got caught it wouldn’t be till after she finished her assignment).

She hustled out of the lab, making sure to lock up and headed to the elevator, pushing the floor for the Avengers lounge and swiping Jane’s card for clearance when prompted. When the doors opened Darcy stuck her head out peeking around the corner to make sure the coast was clear. It was, so she sprinted to the coffee maker and quickly whipped up Tony’s insane form of caffeine. She poured the dark sludge into a travel mug and was headed back towards the lounge area with laptop in hand, planning to curl up on the couch and type away when she heard the Avengers only elevator on the other side of the room ding. Darcy froze, having no where to hide and she was hoping if she was really still that maybe she wouldn’t be noticed (hey it wasn’t such a bad idea, one of Thor’s alien friends had been able to do it!”) Of course she should’ve known that it wouldn’t work because there stood Captain America himself, with a frown on his beautifully chiseled face.

“You’re not supposed to be in here.” He said sternly. It only took him two strides to make it over to her and grabbed her forearm to keep her from running.

“How did you get up here?” He asked using the most authoritative voice Darcy had ever heard.

If she hadn’t been so distracted about her paper being due and the fact that Captain America was drop dead gorgeous even if he was scary as hell Darcy would have noticed how her soul mark was starting to tingle, and not because of the man’s hold on her arm.

“I tricked my boss and bribed my robot overlord so I could steal Tony Starks’ coffee to finish my homework…” She blurted out, not even trying to stick to her normal routine of saying something crazy, she was just so intimidated that the word vomit just found its way out. Her arm was still in one piece so she figured that was a good sign and kept going, “…Thor crash landed in our lab and ruined all my paperwork so I had to stay and fix it but I have a paper due for a class due at midnight and I know my professor won’t give me an extension cause I am pretty sure he’s sexist — which really isn’t cool especially cause we totally need more women in stem — so then I thought about having Tony write me a “the alien ate my homework” letter but Professor Tight-ass wouldn’t buy it anyways so I thought if I could just snag some of Stark’s special coffee then I could actually get a 10 page paper accomplished in time. I know I could get it done, that coffee is like legal Speed—actually it may not be legal but he said it doesn’t show up on a drug test so that’s good enough for me…”. Darcy took a huge gulp of air and was ready to continue rambling until she noticed that the Captain was laughing at her.

He was still holding on to her arm but his other hand was clutching his chest and he was outright full on belly laughing at her. She would have been annoyed if he hadn’t been so damn cute doing it.

“I’m sorry, ma’am.” He said as he wiped tears from his eyes, “I don’t mean to laugh but when I was alerted to a security threat in the middle of the night I did not expect it to be my soulmate”.

Darcy’s mouth dropped open in astonishment. “Please please please tell me that that whole spiel is not your soulmark!” And when he nodded sheepishly she hid her head in her hands mumbling “Oh my god, I’ve basically word graffitied a national icon.”

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Steve had just gotten back from some recon and hadn’t even had time to change out of his tactical gear before his phone had alerted him to a breech to the Avengers’ common room. He rushed up to the level and tried not to be swayed by who he saw standing in the middle of the room. He had never seen her before, surely he would remember a beautiful dame like that. She looked like a deer in headlights, her blue eyes big a saucers as she stood there frozen. He immediately wanted to console her, to tell her that he wasn’t something to be scared of but he knew that Hydra was clever, that despite the stark industries badge around her neck identifying her as Dr. Foster, she was just the type of person people would assume wasn’t a threat and he was not going to make that mistake.

Steve grabbed her arm in a vice grip trying not to notice how fragile she felt beneath his fingers. “You’re not supposed to be in here” he said putting the full weight of Captain America behind his voice. He didn’t think the girls eyes could get any wider but they did and he swore he heard a whimper before she spoke. She spoke so fast that Steve almost hadn’t been able to understand her. Despite his super abilities the girl was talking so fast that it took him a minute to register exactly what she was saying and what it meant and when he did he couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

When the girl finally stopped talking and looked at him confused Steve tried to gather himself. “I’m sorry ma’am, I don’t mean to laugh but when I was alerted to a security threat in the middle of the night I did not expect it to be my soulmate”.

“Please please please tell me that that whole spiel is not your soulmark!” The girl exclaimed and Steve was suddenly nervous. He wouldn’t be surprised if she rejected him, clearly being soulmates with Captain America was a lot to handle especially for a civilian and he wouldn’t blame her if she escaped as fast as she could. But he swallowed hard and nodded sheepishly, trying to hide the blush that he could feel rising up his neck. The girls next words were not something he had expected but Steve though that he should probably get used to expecting the unexpected when it came to his soulmate.

“Oh my god, I’ve basically word graffitied a national icon.”

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Darcy was in shock, standing in front of her was Captain America who after all he had been through, had to live with her word vomit permanently inked on his skin. She peeked through her fingers, seeing if he was still standing there. He was, and he was smiling at her with a perplexed look on his face that was adorable as hell. She was royally screwed. She cleared her throat, wiping her palms on the front of her jeans she stuck out her hand “Darcy Lewis, Science Wrangler and Word Vomit Queen at your service.”

She tried not to wobble as the full force of the mans smile hit her, god how had she gotten this lucky? She had won the soulmate lottery.

“Steve Rogers’, Avenger and luckiest guy in the world to get to call a spit fire like you his soulmate.”

The blush that swept over Darcy’s face was so hot she though she might start to sweat. She never blushed, and now just one smooth line from the handsome man in front of her had her weak at the knees. Instead of letting go of Steve’s hand she held on firmly and tossed her laptop onto the couch as she drug him back towards the elevator In which she came.

“Well Stevie, looks like I owe you at least dinner for this whole debacle, have you ever had Thai food?” When he shook his head no she smiled and squeezed his hand. “You’re gonna love it.”

He smiled at her as the doors to the elevator closed

“I think I love it already.”

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shieldshockfanfic · 1 year

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Hoping maybe you can help with am old SheildShock story were Nat, Bucky, Tony and Dr. Susan Cho got deaged and Darcy and Steve had to watch over them. I remember Susan was dating Sam as an adult and called him Cookie Butt. And that Darcy and Steve took them all to Disneyland. Can't seem to find it and I fear its been deleted 😢

This? It sounded like an Emma98 story to me, so I'm smiling my way through her stuff on Ao3 now. :)

Darcy, I Shrunk the Avengers

emma98

What happened to @wahwahwaffles while I was off Tumblr/Ao3?

#shieldshock #shieldshockfanfic #darcy lewis #steve rogers #darcy x steve #darcy lewis x steve rogers #starcy #captain america #thor movies comics wandavision

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darcy-and-steve · 1 year

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by PumpkinDoodles

Darcy can't stop embarrassing herself around Captain America. It's very stressful. She's going to end up with some kind of twitch.

Words: 1782, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Darcy Lewis, Cameron Klein, Phil Coulson, Steve Rogers, Clint Barton

Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers

Additional Tags: whoops, Accidents Happen, mostly to Darcy

darcysteve love via AO3 works tagged 'Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers'

#darcy x steve #starcy #shieldshock #IFTTT #Feedly

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gitsyp · 7 months

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When the Lights go Out

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: MCU

Rating: M

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Darcy Lewis

Characters: Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers,

Additional Tags: Pegging, Masturbation, Anal Sex

Summary: When the lights go out, Darcy and Steve find something to fill the time.

Darcy Lewis Bingo 2023

Card No. / Name on Card: GitsyP

Square: A1- First Time

Darcy Lewis Bingo’s 2023 Halloween Flash Challenge

Card C - The lights go out.

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“Cold, cold, cold,” Darcy chanted as she buckled up the metal buckles. She shivered as it lay against her naked hip but knew the metal would warm up quickly. A quick shimmy and everything lay where it was supposed to. She double checked herself in the mirror, the lighting eerie as the candles they had set on the counter reflected in the mirror. Her hair was a mess, but what did she expect, but otherwise she looked great. One more boob fluff and she was good.

She peeked out of the bathroom and had to bite her lip to hold back a groan.

Steve was lying naked on the bed, one thick leg propped up, slowly stroking himself. His skin seemed to glow in the light of all the candles they had lit in the bedroom.

It didn't matter how many times she saw him naked, it had the exact same effect on her. Her breathing sped up, her nipples tightened and her panties soaked. Or they would if she was currently wearing any. As it was, she pressed her thighs together, trying to ease the ache between them.

She watched his expression for a moment, enjoying the tight look of pleasure she saw there, before her gaze drifted down the muscled planes of his chest. His cock was angry and purple, and on every upstroke, Steve squeezed and let his thumb drag over the head of his cock.

Pushing the door open, she smiled as Steve dropped his hand and tried to look nonchalant.

“Nuh uh, mister. I saw you. You were supposed to stay absolutely still and wait for me.”

With a shrug he resumed his slow tugging of his cock.

“Oh, naughty boy.”

“Whatcha going to do about it, Lewis?”

Darcy climbed onto the bed and slowly crawled up to sit on her heels between his legs. Her black push up was doing its job and the black leather of the straps surrounded her hips, contrasting with her paleness. She stroked the purple dildo strapped to her harness and pretended to think. “Oh I dunno, one or two things come to mind.”

Steve groaned at the picture she presented and gripped his cock a little tighter, squeezing the purpled head and making precum ooze out of it. They had been playing for at least an hour before Darcy had gone into the ensuite to get into the strapon, teasing and prepping his ass and Steve hadn’t come yet. Darcy on the other hand had enjoyed three orgasms.

“God, you’re pretty like that,” he said huskily.

She took the tiniest bit of pity on him and leaned over and took the head of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around and getting every last taste of come off of him. She even licked at his fingers before coming off with a pop.

“Back or front?”

Steve took a second to clear the lust filled haze from his brain before he answered. “Front, I wanna see you.”

Her dark red lips spread in a grin before she grabbed a pillow and helped arrange it under him.

They had played with plugs and dildos before but this was a first for them. They had been waiting for the right moment to use the strapon they had picked out together and today seemed to be the perfect opportunity. The power had gone out, and Tony had called in subdued panic to cancel the group get together to watch campy horror films until he managed to figure out what the fuck had happened. Backup power was enough to keep essentials running, like Friday, but apparently Tony didn’t believe that lights were essential.

Steve and Darcy had just gone and found every candle that she owned and sprinkled them around the bedroom and bathroom and made the very best use of their time.

They got Steve arranged how Darcy wanted him and then she leaned forward to give him a long, dirty kiss. He grabbed her ass and ground himself into her belly, the plastic cock pressed between them.

“Still good?” she asked, her breath warm against his cheek.

He nodded, eyes hooded with lust and anticipation.

She grabbed the lube and slicked the strapon before smearing a little extra onto Steve. He groaned when she dipped her finger a tiny bit into his hole and she smirked.

Holding on to the slightly flexible phallus, she pressed slowly into his ass.

Steve's breath hitched and she stilled, watching his face. He looked fuckdrunk and desperate, but not like anything was hurting. She pressed the rest of the length in slowly and he let out a long “Fuuuuuuuuuck.”

“Good?”

“Fuck, so good Darce. Move?”

She gripped his thighs firmly and slowly moved her hips in a sinuous rhythm, pulling out a tiny bit before pushing back in.

Sweat broke out on Steve's chest and he started making needy noises. His eyes kept closing in pleasure before he opened again to stare at where the toy was disappearing into him. His hand slid up from the bed and he started pumping his cock in time with her movements.

“More,” he groaned, and she increased both her speed and her force. The needy noises turned into desperate groans and Steve still matched her pace.

“I’m close,” he grunted out.

Darcy shifted and suddenly it was like she had found the perfect angle, because Steve was swearing and his cock was spurting all over his fist and chest.

She held still until he relaxed back into the bed, and carefully withdrew. Steve hissed as she did so, but gave her a crooked smile and a shake of the head when she would have asked if he was ok.

Darcy gave him a soft smile back and then disappeared back into the bathroom where she dumped the entirety of the strapon into the shower. She’d clean it after the lights came back on. They had only set a couple candles in the bathroom by the mirror and there wasn't enough light. She grabbed a washcloth and wet it to bring back out to Steve.

When she came back out, Steve had recovered some. As soon as she was within reach, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto the bed with a growl. Darcy giggled but he pressed his mouth against hers, kissing her breathless.

She kissed him back but then pulled away with another laugh and let the cloth land on his chest.

“Fuck Darce, thats cold,” he complained. She just stuck her tongue out at him “It was warm when I came out, you distracted me”, and then wiped him down and let the cloth fall onto the floor with a splat. Then she took off her bra and let it fall next to the cloth before climbing in next to him and pulling the covers up over them both. Steve tucked her in close to him and pressed a kiss against her messy curls.

“That was definitely more fun than whatever slasher fic Tony picked out.”

“Yup,” she hummed, snuggling against his chest, “10/10, would do again.”

He snorted softly but just kissed her head again and they both drifted off to sleep.

#Darcy lewis #sheildshock #darcy x steve #dlbingohq

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yespumpkindoodlesthings · 6 months

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Don’t Get Carried Away Chapters: 9/9 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers Additional Tags: Darcy shows up in pajamas, Established Non-Relationship Relationship, Who is going to tell her? Summary:

Darcy is having one of those days. She's lucky that Steve doesn't mind listening to her complain.

#shieldshock #darcy x steve #completed fic #friends to lovers #idiots in love #mutual pining

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aenariasbookshelf · 1 year

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ficlet part one: you say you want (me)

Another entry for the @darcylewisbingohq's weekly challenge, which this week is generally about soulmates (actually it's the lyrics from that new Fall Out Boy song, but you know how it goes). Entirely unbeta'd, and I'm winging what little plot I have in my head. But let's see where it goes.

Onward with the fluff...

Title: you say you want (me) (part one of ?)

Author: Aenaria

Weekly Prompt: The FOB soulmates tweet

Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers

Rating: G

Tags/Warnings: soulmates AU

Summary: In a world where having a soulmate mark is the norm for most people, Darcy Lewis is one of the rare few unmarked people. Of course, this doesn’t stop her from finding the right partner.

“I’m sort of the opinion that soulmates are a load of bunk,” Darcy says on their first date, sitting across the table from Steve in the low and warm glow of a pub. “Mmm, not quite, let me rephrase,” she continues after a sip of beer. “I’m well past the age of when people get their soulmark. So if it was going to happen for me, it likely would have happened by now, right?”

Steve cocks his head, considering. “I suppose so. I’m not exactly an expert on soulmarks though,” he says with a grin that’s about as self-deprecating as possible.

“But you still have one, just like most of the world’s population,” Darcy points out with an impish grin.

“A platonic one,” Steve fires back. And it’s entirely true, because it’s not exactly an obscure story. Just about everyone knows about the world’s most famous pair of platonic soulmates in Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes; it’s a part of the legend after all.

“Which just means, theoretically, that you know about as much about romantic soulmates as I do,” she concludes with a wink that sets off a happy little flutter in Steve’s stomach.

“Touche.”

It’s the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

#darcy x steve #shieldshock #darcy lewis bingo #darcy lewis #steve rogers #fic #my fic #wip #mcu

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glynnisi · 1 year

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Some Days You Just Need a Blanket Nest

“Is that the last of them?” Sam Wilson was out of breath as he shoved another grousing Hydra soldier towards the prison transport bus. “Cut your whining, man,” Sam added to the grunt.

The attack on the Upstate base had been sudden and brutal.

Some of the Avengers had returned just after the Hydra forces had stalled in their attack on the science labs. Apparently, an astrophysicist used her experimental know-how to transport attackers into the tops of various trees in the woods around the base. Few of them had found their way back down from their unwelcome perches about two hundred feet in the air. Falcon had flown over fifty of them to the ground where Steve and Natasha processed and loaded them into a prison transport.

Steve grinned, “yes, Sam. That’s the last. Nice work.”

“Nice work, my tired ass. You two need to get a way to fly so you can be more useful.” Sam rubbed one aching arm. He looked up, still scanning treetops as he chuckled to himself. “That was a pretty funny thing to come back to. When the alarms sounded, I was actually worried about our scientists. Silly me.”

Steve’s grin faded. “Me, too.” He kept his eyes on the paperwork he was finishing, avoiding Natasha’s knowing gaze.

“Why don’t you go check on her, Cap? I’m sure she’d appreciate your thanks for dealing with the bad guys for us,” Natasha’s tone was smooth, as always. And, she was right. It was the sort of thing he should do. It had nothing to do with the overwhelming, heart-racing attraction he felt for Dr. Foster’s pretty assistant, Darcy Lewis.

Steve nodded, nervously shifting in place as he finished signing the transfer papers. “Sure.” He glanced at the transport as it began to leave. Fighting bad guys? Easy. Talking to beautiful women? Terrifying.

***

Steve’s nervousness was supplanted by concern as he got closer to the astrophysics lab. There was ample evidence of violence and destruction. Base Security had put out fires, started repairing breakage, and was gathering evidence- including many bullet casings. Blood spattered walls and floors. Injured people were still being tended to and transported to the Medical bay.

A breaching ram lay on the floor, discarded after it had shattered the astrophysics lab door. Steve stepped over it and knocked on the bent door frame, looking around carefully. The computers were on. Energy rods hummed. A cushion-less couch sat, forlorn. “Hello?” Steve called, stomach tightening with anxiety that the first question he’d asked on arriving at the base had been answered incorrectly, that Darcy Lewis had been harmed after all.

“Hi.” Her voice was soft, muffled.

Steve made his way further into the lab. “Miss Lewis? Are you okay?” He stopped, brow furrowed, as he stared. He knelt and peered under the blankets and into a carefully-arranged construct of cushions, pillows, and blankets. Two sets of wide eyes blinked back at him.

“Some days you just need a blanket nest. Today’s one of those days. You can call me Darcy, if you like.” Darcy held her kitten close under her chin. “Have you met Leia?”

Steve shook his head. “Isn’t that a name out of the Star Wars movies?”

“Yeah. She’s a self-rescuing princess.” Darcy’s voice shook.

Steve nodded. “Good thing to be. Cute kitty, too.” His eyes darted from corner to corner of the blanket nest. “Is she doing okay? It must’ve gotten scary in here.” He kept his voice low, hoping to soothe.

Darcy nodded. “Yeah. She’s pretty tough. But, she needed help calming down. They got too close.”

“So, you made the perfect blanket nest.” Steve grinned at her and sat on the ground. His grin widened as Darcy launched into a detailed explanation of the importance of cushions and soft blankets- all arranged ‘just so.’ She waved her hands and pushed her glasses up as she talked. The tremble in her voice got less pronounced as she warmed to her subject. He was charmed, his attraction to her increasing with every word out of her mouth. When Darcy paused her explanation to take a breath, he apologized, “I’m sorry we weren’t here to protect you. Thank you for all you did to protect the base. You were brave, resourceful.”

Darcy’s head dropped and he heard tears in her voice. “I’m sorry I couldn’t get them out faster. I’m sorry people got hurt.”

“You can only do so much, only be so many places at once. You did great.” Steve assured her, hand flexing as he itched to reach out and offer her more comfort.

Darcy nodded and sniffed, getting hold of herself again. “Guess you know all about that.” She wiped her eyes and looked up, forcing a grin back into place.

“I do.” Steve gave her a soft smile. “You okay, Darcy?”

“I’ll be fine.” Darcy assured him. “Thanks for checking on us, Cap. Leia’s flattered to get top-brass attention.”

Steve winced, “I’m not… Don’t like to think of myself that way.” He hesitated. “I’d prefer you call me Steve.”

“But… isn’t this just an official admin welfare check?” Darcy chuckled, rueful.

Steve shook his head and took a deep breath, admitting, “not entirely.” He shrugged, “I could’ve sent someone else. I wanted to see that you’re okay for myself, though.”

“Why’s that?” Darcy tone shifted.

“You interest me.” Steve shrugged, his voice shaking. He couldn’t meet her inquisitive gaze.

Darcy studied him, seeing the shift from confident to nervous. “Huh. You’re really cute, Steve. Adorable, actually.”

Steve’s expression shifted. “I don’t hear those words used to describe me all that much.”

“If people saw you get flustered like that you would.” She grinned.

He winced, “flustered?”

Darcy nodded. “Yeah. And… interesting. You interest me, too.”

Steve met her gaze then and grinned. “Would you be interested in getting coffee together?”

She nodded. “Yes. I would. Carpè diem and all that.”

Steve stood and reached out a hand to help her up.

fin

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