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Naiveté
by Whedonista93
One of these days, Eggsy is going to figure out how Aunt Wen always shows up exactly when he needs her.
Words: 631, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 4 of A Bit Macabre, Part 8 of Spooky Season 2020
Fandoms: Addams Family - All Media Types, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Kingsman (Movies)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: F/M
Characters: Tequila (Kingsman), Ginger Ale (Kingsman), Merlin (Kingsman), Gary “Eggsy” Unwin, Wednesday Addams, Darcy Lewis, James “Bucky” Barnes, Harry Hart | Galahad
Relationships: Wednesday Addams/James “Bucky” Barnes, James “Bucky” Barnes/Darcy Lewis
Additional Tags: Crossover, Wednesday Addams is Darcy Lewis, Darcy Lewis is Wednesday Addams
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Darcy’s Last Hope
@ladyaudiophile totally asked for WinterShock/Star Wars.
Sci Fi Warrior Dress Up Game
Bucky raced through the bowels of the Imperial transport ship while his crewmates kept the guards busy. He glanced down at the map displays on his metal arm, following the blinking signal to its source, and tried to keeping a growl contained at the thought of the monster that gave it to him. Thankfully Dr Zola wasn’t on board. Bucky didn’t think he would be able to stop himself charging through the ship to get at him – his life, and even the life of his crewmates, me damned – if he was. But there was something of value to the reviled doctor aboard this ship and Bucky was going to steal it from him.
He followed the blinking light around the corner, so close to its source, and found himself in front of half a dozen guards.
Damn, he thought as he pulled his blaster from its holster and quickly took care of the Imperial guards stationed outside the vault. Whatever Zola’s got in here must be seriously important to the Empire.
Bucky took out Stark’s universal swipe key, waiting impatiently as it worked through the doors security layers. The door rose with a hiss and Bucky almost reeled backward. The room was empty save for a woman in expensive blue robes.
“Finally,” she grumbled, getting to her feet.
“Who the hell are you?” Bucky spat.
“I’m the damsel, I’m in distress, and you’re here to do the heavy lifting,” she advised him primly, holding out her arms to him, glancing pointedly between the energy dampening shackles on her wrists and his metal arm.
This girl had been waiting for a rescue party, for him specifically. Bucky blinked.
“You sent the signal,” he murmured as the realisation dawn on him.
Whatever the woman’s reply, it was lost in the ensuing sounds of Imperial blasters. Bucky ducked into her cell for cover and did his best to push them back. His best was quiet impressive, but half the ship’s guards seemed to have called as back up. Whoever the woman was, the Empire didn’t want her getting away. Bucky made his choice, reaching out and curling his metal fingers under the shackles and squeezing until the casing and all the advanced tech within crumbled in his hand.
“Thanks,” the woman sighed gratefully, stomping on the remains of the offending item for good measure. “Now let’s get the hell out of here.”
“That sounds like a great idea, sweetheart. But we’re kind of outnumbered.”
“Don’t call me sweetheart,” the woman huffed, pushing past him and stepping into the hallway.
There was no firing. The guards seemed to be under orders to leave her in one piece. The woman had no such orders. A shadow fell over her face as her expression twisted into a snark. She raised her arms and released a stream of blue lightning at the guards, knocking down everything within 10ft of her. Bucky levelled his blaster at her head.
“Who the hell are you?!” he demanded with a growl. “I’ve only ever seen Sith’s do that.”
“Not many people live to talk about it,” the woman replied with an impressed expression.
“Answer the damn question!”
“My name is Senator Darceline Lewis,” she sighed. “My father was a doctor working on the Winter Soldier program. Emperor Thanos saw potential in me when I was but a child and trained me in the ways of the Sith, but I rejected the Dark Side after…” Darceline shifted uncomfortably with the weight of the memory. “My mother wasn’t loyal to the Empire, and she did her best to fashion me into something of a double agent. When she was discovered Thanos had her killed. My father sided with him and demanded I undergo conditioning to ensure my loyalty. I killed him when I escaped. I didn’t get far, obviously,” she snorted, glaring at the now empty holding cell behind him. “Is there anything else?” she grumbled. “Because we really should be going.”
“You… you killed Dr Lewis?” Bucky mumbled, staring at the woman in awe. Dr Lewis was Dr Zola’s second, a cruel, heartless bastard of the highest order, and this woman, his own daughter, had taken his life, potentially saving the lives of so many like him. Bucky laughed and kissed her out of sheer gratitude. The second he pulled away he felt a jolt of electricity shoot up his metal arm and was knocked on his ass.
Darceline grumbled as she dragged the unconscious form of her would-be rescuer in the direction of his ship.
“This is not how I imagined this going. Idiot,” she huffed, as she dragged him around a corner.
There was movement behind her and Darceline made a grab for Barnes’ blaster (her ability to utilise force lightning was becoming less reliable, no matter how angry she was, the further she distanced herself from the Dark Side).
“Barnes?! What’d you do to him?” a tall, muscular blonde demanded, pointing his own weapon at her.
“Captain Rogers?” Darceline gawked at the former Empire golden boy, lowering her weapon.
“It’s just Steve now. They don’t really let you keep your rank when you defect,” he teased, though he kept his blaster trained on her. “Who are you? What happened to him?”
“I’m Darceline, and he’s fine,” she assured him with a roll of her eyes. “But he really needs to learn to stop kissing unsuspecting women.”
Steve would have laughed but more reinforcements arrived intent on riddling them with lasers. Until they were all on the receiving end of laser blasts themselves.
“What’s the hold up,” demanded a sandy-haired rebel wielding a bowcaster, who was followed by a flame haired woman wielding twin blasters.
“Buck kissed the wrong girl,” Steve smirked, heaving his unconscious friend over his shoulder and headed back the way he came.
“You’re the package, I take it,” the flame-haired woman asserted. Darceline nodded.
“Let’s go already,” her companion griped, urging them down the hallway while he kept watch for more guards. “Empire ships give me the heebie-jeebies.”
“Everything about the Empire gives you the heebie-jeebies, Clint.”
“With good reason, Nat.”
Darceline followed them onto their ship, sitting awkwardly opposite Steve and the still unconscious form of her rescuer, as the one called Clint pushed his way passed through to the cockpit.
“What happened to him?” asked a new voice asked.
“Darceline happened to him,” Steve replied happily, introducing her to Tony Stark, a man she recognised as a former engineer for the Empire turned wanted criminal. They were all probably criminals, she noted, but technically so was she.
“What are you doing?” she asked Stark, who was typing away furiously, splitting his attention across three screens.
“Trying to hack into their operations log,” he replied absently. “Get a look at all the hinky stuff they’re doing in this corner of the galaxy. But they’ve upgraded their security protocols since I last poked around and I can’t get in. Yet,” he added determinedly.
“Move,” Darceline said, pushing the man aside before he could acquiesce. She tapped away for a few seconds before relinquishing control back to Stark. “There. You should have free reign now.”
“How… How did you do that,” Stark murmured as hundreds of files opened up before him.
“It helps when you know the passwords,” Darceline replied primly, returning to her seat. “You have about thirty seconds before your position is traced so download what you can and sever the connection.”
“We’re keeping her,” the one called Nat smirked.
Darceline couldn’t help but smile back, though it shrank a little when Bucky shifted, forcing his way back to consciousness.
“Hey, Buck,” Steve called. “C’mon Buck, wake up.”
“Stevie?” Bucky muttered groggily.
“Yeah, Buck. I’m here.”
“What happened?”
“The way I heard it, you kissed the wrong girl,” Steve laughed.
Bucky grinned dopily. “Darcy’s kisses are electric.”
“It’s Darceline,” she corrected automatically, freezing when Bucky’s eyes shot open and became fixed on hers.
“Darcy!” he cried excitedly. He moved to greet her, standing far too quickly, and promptly fell flat on his face in front of her. “I’m James Barnes. But you can call me Bucky,” he said mostly to the floor.
“My name’s still Darceline,” she replied, shifting her feet out of his reach.
“Oh, we’re definitely keeping you,” Nat declared, stepping over her prone crew mate. “Come on, it’s a long flight. “I’ll show you to a spare bunk.”
“Bye Darcy,” Bucky called drowsily, earning a hearty laugh from his friend.
“Geez, Buck. You sure can pick ‘em.”
“She kills Empire scientists, Stevie. She’s a keeper,” Bucky hummed happily before passing out again.
Movie Prompt Meme
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Excellent ShieldShock Fanfiction - Be together
Written by gashina_x at Ao3
Summary: “We watched movies while eating take out. “Netflix and chill” was it? You said that’s what most couples do on dates nowadays.”
The one where our Cap doesn’t realise that his girl isn’t actually aware that he thinks they’re dating while she is busy dealing with her feelings on her own and is being mopey on her own.
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Fuck This fic. This fix right here There are no words to describe how much I fucking love this fic This is where I come for my angst fix So much love
Summary: “He was just supposed to be a random bar hookup. A one-time thing. He wasn’t supposed to look for her again and she definitely wasn’t supposed to develop feelings for him.”
Winterschock shippers, I need help finding a fic.
Darcy and Bucky are in a no strings sort of relationship, darcy knows who bucky really is, but he doesn’t know who she is. Darcy gets a Mjolinr tattoo designed by an Asgardian artist, and is about to move into The Tower, which is why she’s trying to break it off with Bucky.
#wintershock#wintershock au#ao3#au#fic#wintershock fic#angst#wonderful beautiful angst#angst with a happy ending#wintershock angst#bucky barnes#darcy lewis#bucky/darcy
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How to ask a friend on a date Steve Rogers style
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Day 22: This Slice of Life
House inspection went well, thank goodness, but I’m exhausted. So have some exhausted Darcy domesticity for today. This doesn’t feel like a strong piece to me, but hopefully some others will enjoy it.
It’s been a rough day, and the one thing Darcy needs is Steve. Steve is more than happy to open his arms to his girl.
Word Count: 1534
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Day 23: Freak Me Out
I really thought I was going to have more variety in these stories, but Steve, Bucky, and Clint just keep taking over from any other man who tries to take the romance lead… Oh well, OTP’s will happen.
When a psycho bad guy has the Avengers beat, Darcy has to step in. Steve makes sure the normal day she tried to run away to doesn’t stay normal for too long after that though.
Word Count: 2313
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69. Wintershock where Bucky realizes Darcy is just another Steve in female form and he wonders why he is destined to love selfless idiots who get hurt helping others.
The first time Darcy came back to the tower with a black eye, there was an uproar. Several weapons had suddenly appeared and war faces were in place. But then she explained that she’d just been trying to help an old lady onto a bus and when the woman had lost her balance, she’d gotten an elbow to the eye. Things had settled down, and Bucky started wondering when he thought girls with shiners were so cute.
The second time, she’d come back to the tower with an additional scrape on her chin and had to wear a neck brace for a couple weeks. The weapons still came out, but it had only taken one resigned sigh to have everyone sheathing things back away in surprising locations. Turns out helping a kid who got stuck in a tree isn’t such a good idea when they have no upper body strength and use your head to cushion their fall. But Bucky wasn’t about to comment when she always sought him out to help her reach things on the high shelves and gave him a smile and a hug for his efforts.
The third time, she also had a sprained wrist, a couple broken ribs, and a new source of nightmares at night. Everyone was simultaneously proud and angry that she’d taken it upon herself to fight off Jane’s would-be kidnappers. The weapons came out, but it was later when all those involved had been found and dealt with. Bucky just waited. And once her wrist and ribs were healed, he began training her, helping her to understand how to take a hit without getting hurt.
The fourth time, Darcy had gone straight to her rooms, so no one had noticed. It wasn’t until the police got in contact to clarify a couple things in her statement that anyone realized something was up. Turns out some idiot had been abusing his girlfriend in public and was a bit too liberal with his fists when she chose to intervene. If Darcy hadn’t already put him in the hospital, Bucky wasn’t sure what he would’ve done. Instead, he went to her, helped her train out her anger and held her when the frustration led to tears.
He stopped counting after that. But at least once a month, she would come back with some bruise, sprain, or scrape. Sometimes she’d tell him what happened and they would laugh. Other times she stayed quiet but trained harder. He just made sure to be there, giving whatever she needed, all the time wondering how she got into those situations.
And then one day Bucky was actually there when it happened. He saw some scared, yappy dog, too terrified to do the smart thing and run from the most recent villain. And then he saw the gleam in Darcy’s eye. He tried to reach out and stop her, but she was already off and running. He became distracted by the frozen tourists next to him, and it wasn’t until he’d yelled them into action that he saw her making her way back, mutt in her arms. That’s when debris came flying down the street. Crap that she’d usually be able to deflect if she wasn’t currently holding a rat of a dog.
He winced and ran forward, angry before he even saw the blood coming from her nose. It was broken, of course, but Darcy refused to be seen by anyone until the dog was handed off to someone. By that time that was done, Bucky had had enough. He picked her up and carried her all the way back to the tower, up the elevator, and into medical. No one said a word to him once they saw his face and the once again injured Darcy. Somehow, even the rest of the team was keeping to themselves, but for right then he was just focused on the noble mess of a woman he couldn’t stop thinking about.
“You really gotta stop getting yourself into these situations, doll.” he murmured as he propped a hip on the medical bench she sat on. The doctors had gotten everything patched up and she was just waiting for official discharge, unlike almost every other tower resident.
She rested her hand on his knee and squeezed, her grin a little lopsided but enthusiastic from the pain meds they’d given her.
“You offering to look out for me?” He was sure it was meant to be flirtatious, but came out kind of muffled and nasally because of the nose packing, so he took her hand and grinned back.
“I think I just did.”
She lifted both hands to do a double celebratory fist pump, but her “yay” was turned into an “ow” when she miscalculated and hit herself in the face with their still joined hands.
His nervous chuckle was emphasized as he slowly shook his head.
“God help me.”
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one punch, one kiss
Pairing: Shieldshock
Premise: She throws a punch and that’s it, he’s confessing everything.
Author’s Note: This is based on a prompt suggested by the lovely @glynnisi at @shieldshockfanfic. I really appreciate you suggesting it! I had fun writing it so I hope you enjoy it.
Warning: Contains references to antisemitism; though it is not specifically stated.
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Darcy and Bucky. 60: Before you decide to murder me, let me explain...
“Damn neat freak. Why can’t he just leave things out where I need them?” Darcy muttered as she shuffled through Steve’s desk as carefully as possible. If she’d had more time to take photo evidence and ensure she put everything back where it was, she would have. But she’d only been able to convince Nat to kick Steve’s ass for two bouts in the ring, maybe three tops. She didn’t want to encourage too much saltiness between teammates, after all.
“I don’t know if it’s the army or your own tight-assed nature Steve, but why the hell do you have to hide your stuff?”
He’d let her go through his sketches a week earlier and she’d found it. The perfect image she needed for her next attack on Sam. Steve had doodled him as a pin-up model, flirty posture, heels and everything. And it was the exact logo she needed to brand her new assault. Literally. If only Steve hadn’t taken away the notebook as soon as he heard her mildly evil chuckle. Spoilsport.
If she could just find the damn sketchbook.
She had just started gently rifling through the sock drawer when there was a soft click and the door swung open behind her. Her hands clenched and she plastered a placating smile on as she turned her head. But her teasing cajole died in her throat. That wasn’t Stevie Wonder Boy at the door.
It was Bucky.
Shit.
“Before you decide to murder me, let me explain…”
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Pennies & Dimes (For a Kiss)
Pennies & Dimes (For a Kiss)
Steve has the bright idea of selling kisses for charity. Jane’s not certain why Darcy’s not jumping at the chance.
“It’s kind of your civic duty to kiss him,” Jane tried again, and Darcy looked up with a sigh. Jane shrugged. “You know, ‘cause it’s for a good cause and all.”
“What charity is it even for?” Darcy asked, shaking her head.
“Orphans. Puppies. Orphaned puppies?” Jane wrinkled her nose as she tried to remember what banner had hung over Steve’s little booth in the foyer, a whole lot of super soldier wedged behind the tiny table.
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telegraphing
Anonymous asked: Bucky x Darcy Bucky’s a scowly awkward duckling who has a crush on Darcy and tries not to show it. Darcy thinks he hates her.
Bucky’s POV. Hoping it’s not too abrupt!
He sat in the middle of the training mats, idly wrapping his hands, and called out brusquely, “You planning on making me wait here all day?”
There was a quiet “meep!” from behind him, and a nervous, shaky exhale. “Where’s Tasha?”
“Lebanon,” he said shortly. He stood and turned in one fluid motion, eyes finding her immediately. He bit back a groan, tracing the lines of her legs and hips and breasts as she stood there in little more than yoga pants and a sports bra, fidgeting with the ends of her ponytail. “She asked me to take over.”
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manual drip
Anonymous asked: Coffee shop AU – Darcy, Pietro, Wanda, Natahsa, Clint as workers. Steve, Sam, Bucky, Vision/Jarvis, and Tony as customers.
A few of these are just mentioned, but it was a little difficult to fit everyone into this in drabble form. Still, the idea of the twins as coffee shop workers made me giggle… I imagine Pietro would just burn everything, for some reason hehe :)
Darcy stared enviously as Wanda smiled shyly at the handsome British exchange student, jamming an elbow into Pietro’s gut when he started muttering darkly under his breath.
“That hurt,” he whined, before flinching back under the force of her glare.
“You mess things up with Wanda and Vision, and I’ll personally see that you end up on toilet cleaning duty for the next month,” she hissed, smirking when he paled a little. “I’ve invested way too much into this relationship to see it fail because of some misguided societal bullshit about protecting a woman’s virtue. Stay out of it!”
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Don't Drink the Coffee
by Stella_Malodi
But do pet the kitten.
Laxatives: juvenile? Probably.
Effective? Not immediately, but then, Dr. Jerkface was pretty slow, for a genius.
Satisfying? Absolutely.
Words: 1819, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 9 of Silly Words for the Silly Soul(mate fic)
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M, Gen
Characters: Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Bruce Banner, Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton
Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis & Pepper Potts
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Fluff and Crack, Pranks, Revenge, Coffee, Awesome Pepper Potts, Pepper Potts Is A Good Bro, Scientist Wrangler Darcy Lewis, Awesome Darcy Lewis, Kittens, Adorable Steve Rogers
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@awkwardnormalcy asked: Prompt, Wintershock : Bucky has feelings for Darcy but believes they are unrequited. Sure she’s flirty and snarky with him, but she does that with other people too. Including Tasha. Until he hears her talking in her sleep that is…
probably went a little overboard but this popped into my head the moment you sent in this prompt and it wouldn’t go away
His hand was inches away from the pecan pie sitting out the counter when he froze, a soft moan drawing his attention.
“Mm…”
Trust and camaraderie aside, every person with access to the Avenger floors had a modicum of paranoia and PTSD that manifested itself at the most inopportune times – namely, the unwaking moments at night. For all that the Avengers were heralded as heroes and good guys, Bucky had no delusions about the natures of the people living with him. Everyone of them had their own demons, corporeal or otherwise, and as terrible as it was to say, he liked not being the only fucked up one wandering around.
Still, there was only one person innocent enough to fall asleep in a public area like the common room – and no, he wasn’t talking about Thor’s girl.
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I wish you would write a fic where Idris and Liberty Belle help Steve ask Darcy to marry him.
I don’t think they would actually be of much help. Idris would run off with the ring, and Steve would have to look through all her hoards to find it again. He knew about the one in the sofa cushions, and the one where she hid pieces of food in a potted plant (dear god the smell). The hoard full of key cards, and the one with tiny pebbles from trips to the park were empty of anything shiny enough to be the ring he bought.
As for Liberty Belle? She would help in her own way, offering up choice nesting materials and some shiny jewels, and a beat up helmet with a worn out letter ‘A’. She would also help Steve clean himself for his mate. Happily diving into the ocean with Steve on her back. Or the lake (that wasn’t a particularly smart move as Liberty hates getting her feet muddy more than anything else.
Darcy is the one to find the ring hidden in her pillowcase with an acorn and a McDonald’s plastic toy Liberty Belle with dinky Captain America figure. A tiny button on the underside made Liberty’s Eye’s and Cap’s star light up.
“Idris! Who did you steal this from?” Darcy says. She holds the ring up between thumb and forefinger. The ring is a raw chunk of light grey stone set in a pale metal.
“It’s not so much theft as a failure to deliver.”
“What?”
“It’s yours…if you want.”
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Not saying this is what happens in the story…but it could…
#shieldshock#shieldshock au#shieldshock prompt fill#prompt fill#au#the dragon verse#dragon au#Idris the dragonet#Steve Rogers#Darcy Lewis#steve/darcy
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