Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow
Characters: Darcy Lewis, Cameron Klein, Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins, Maria Hill
Additional Tags: Darcy being workplace inappropriate
Summary:
Darcy Lewis is having a great time flirting with the scarred STRIKE Commander. She can't help it: Brock Rumlow looks like a totally different guy when he smiles. Who cares if she's going to be written up by HR?
Brock Rumlow is not a good person. So when he lays eyes on Darcy Lewis he knows he has to have her. And it doesn't matter to him if she wants him at all, she'll learn to want him.
Warnings/Triggers/ Major Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Daisy - Symbiont, Crete, Labyrinth, lost, talk about getting children, minotaur, a creature of legends, found, chocolate, cursing, verbal fighting
Summary:
Walking back the way he came, Daisy held his nose in the wind and sniffed. He found her trail, but it ended suddenly. The only thing he could make out was her glasses on the ground next to an old stone with a strange glyph, looking like a maze, carved into it. “Fuck.”
“Ouch.” Darcy rubbed her butt, looking confused around the dark room. One minute she walked under the bright sun of Crete with Daisy, and the next, the ground beneath her feet opened and swallowed her up.
Word Count: 1044
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49330948
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Chapters: 2/?
Rating: Explicit
Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow, Darcy Lewis/Jack Rollins, Darcy Lewis/Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow
Additional Tags: Organized Crime AU, Marriage of Convenience, eventual threesome - F/M/M, Explicit Sexual Content, which I'm tagging as dubcon, look Jack is kinda dark here but he's confident Darcy's into it (and he's correct), Exhibitionism, not always completely consensual exhibitionism (but only between main trio/partners), Humiliation kink, Comeplay, BDSM, Dom Brock Rumlow, Sub Darcy Lewis, BAMF Darcy Lewis, Dom Jack Rollins, Author Did No Research Into Organized Crime, Heavily Influenced by Power (TV), I mean we're calling him Milan!Jack for a reason, Mistaken Identity, Everyone's Morally Dubious because Organized Crime, But this is NOT HydraTrashParty, Happy Ending
Summary:
Growing up the adopted daughter of a smalltime crime lord, Darcy learns early on that family means everything. She learns the ins and outs of running a criminal enterprise, has a head for the strategic business side of things, even, but she also learns that such matters are not meant to concern her. The family business is for Odin's sons to inherit; backroom meetings in dingy warehouses are no place for the daughter he's always wanted better for.
But whether Odin wants her to or not, Darcy learns from observing: she learns patience, learns strategy, learns to assess risks and identify danger... and she learns how to recognize when a hand's been overplayed, too. So when her foolish, ambitious little brother makes an arrogant mistake he doesn't seem to realize will cost him his life, Darcy steps in and makes a deal with the devil.
It's a risk, but it's one worth taking: She'll marry Brock Rumlow, the infamous Crossbones, and tip him off about Thor's plans in exchange for sparing her brother's life. And she might even find some happiness along the way, too, if only she can figure out what it is about Brock's Second in Command that has her constantly on edge.
“Dear Lord, I want his babies!” were perhaps the most embarrassing, if vaguely flattering, words that one could have emblazoned on one’s arm. Brock Rumlow had endured a lot of crap for them over the years. He’d finally reached a point where the few who ever saw them were scared enough of him, or respectful enough to leave well enough alone.
Despite his scars, the words were still there, alternately annoying him and mocking him. He was pretty sure no one would actually want him as a soulmate now, let alone his babies.
His time was well spent in either training young shield agents (which was very trying) or at the gym, hoping he’d get cleared for actual missions again.
When it finally did happen, it came completely out of the blue. It was an annoyingly ordinary day and Brock was on his way up to Fury’s office when he passed a group of unfamiliar people. A quick glance showed him that they were a group of scientists, probably called to consult on a pretty serious case, since they had clearance on this level.
He was passing by the group, when a voice suddenly declared, “Dear Lord, I want his babies!”
“Darcy!” a scandalized second voice declared.
Brock stopped in his tracks, ready to utter a scathing reply that would probably brand him a jerk for life. Once upon a time, when he’d looked forward to meeting his soulmate, he’d had quite a few very witty and suggestive comebacks planned. Not anymore.
Slowly, he turned around and fixed them all with a stare that usually scared people silly.
Quickly succumbing to the power of said Stare, All of the scientists immediately threw their colleague under the bus and pointed at the raven haired woman in their midst, who was turning slightly pink, but looked very unrepentant.
Aw, hell. She was gorgeous, he realized, as he took a good long look at the mysterious Darcy, who was now grinning impishly at him. She had bright blue eyes, dark glasses, red lips and a curvy figure that the bulky lab coat she wore did not succeed in hiding. Somehow, the urge to repel his soulmate for her own good was rapidly disappearing.
“At least buy me dinner first, sweetheart,” he finally shot back, the old flirty Brock winning the inner struggle.
Darcy’s eyes widened and one of her companions snort-laughed.
“Hah! Your soulmate’s a jack-booted Shield thug! I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.”
Darcy elbowed the other woman.
“Be nice, Jane. We haven’t got that funding yet. Go on, I’ll catch up with you later.”
As the other science-types retreated, She turned to Brock.
“I’d apologize for the forwardness, but my Words required it.” she said, lifting up one pant leg to reveal the At least buy me dinner first, sweetheart boldly inscribed on her ankle.
Brock snorted a bit himself and shoved up his sleeve so she could get a look at his infamous Words.
“Oh my gosh!” Darcy clapped a hand to her mouth to stifle the giggles that burst forth.
“Sorry, I know I shouldn’t laugh, but that is the best soulmark ever. I’m Dr. Darcy Lewis, by the way.”
“Brock Rumlow,” he answered. “And how many guys did you have to proposition before you finally ran into me?”
“Only a couple, and only the really cute ones. I’ve never tried it on a badass triple agent, Strike team leader before. Damn. I’m gonna stand by what I said, Commander Rumlow,” she looked him up and down very approvingly and Brock, who prided himself about never blushing about anything, felt the tips of his ears growing warm.
“So…..dinner then?” She asked hopefully.
Brock had a feeling that she was the type of woman he would find it very difficult to ever say no to. He wasn’t about to start now.
“Yeah,” he blurted out, still shocked at not being rejected.
Darcy takes her top off, tossing it aside and using one arm to support her as she leans forward. She tosses her hair over her shoulder to cover her other breast and bites her lip when she takes this photo for him. She sends it quickly and then flips over onto her back to add, wouldn’t mind if you came here instead
how can I say no after that view? he flirts, then, be there in fifteen.
Or, After a long day at work, Darcy invites Brock over for some stress relief.
written for @littlemrscookie - thank you for the hilarious writing prompt! 💜
Brock strides down the hall, cursing under his breath. One of his operatives came off the last op with a cracked rib and had to be strong-armed into Medical. Beta Team’s last status update from Armenia had been half profanities. And some dumb shit desk jockey had hit “reply all” on a department head email, sending off a cascading chain of idiots replying to say, “stop emailing me” and flooding his goddamn inbox.
If one more person pisses him off today, they’re going to find out why half of SHIELD is terrified of him.
He pushes the down button by the elevator with more force than necessary and steps back, crossing his arms, glaring at the closed doors. Another agent comes up and, glancing between the lit button and his face, takes a step back, giving him a wide berth.
Good.
A piercing wolf-whistle splits the air, and he stiffens.
“Damn,” a woman’s voice says in admiration. “I’ve always loved a man in uniform, but you’ve got tactical buttcheeks.”
The infuriating, hilarious, wildly inappropriate Words he’s had wrapped around his bicep since he was eighteen burn suddenly hot, writing themselves fresh and clear over the scar tissue. He stops still, his arms dropping to his sides as all the petty bullshit of the day fades away.
“Darcy!” another woman hisses. “You can’t just say that.”
He turns slowly. The elevator opens behind him. The two women stare back at him, one in mortification and the other with a cute ‘oops, caught me!’ expression. He pegs her as the wolf-whistler immediately—pale, curvy, brunette, and absolutely gorgeous.
He’s half in love already.
“I always wondered what my walking HR violation would look like,” he says dryly.
Her hand slaps her thigh as her eyes grow wide. “Holy shitballs.” She laughs a little giddily. “I—yeah. With Words like that, I kind of had to be.”
Brock comes over, pulling up his sleeve as he does. “I got so much shit for this,” he tells her.
She touches it tentatively. Her fingers stroke over the Words, and he can almost feel it. “My bad,” she says. She looks up at him, and he relaxes when he realizes she’s not looking at him with pity. “Would a dinner date make up for it? Or was it so much shit that we should have several?”
“Serious emotional trauma,” he says, straight faced. “You’re gonna be working it off in dates for a while.”
“The horror,” she quips. She smiles. “Darcy Lewis.”
“Brock Rumlow.” He digs his phone out. “I hate to do this, but—”
“SHIELD waits for no one,” she says, and she gives him her number. She leans forward and kisses his cheek. “Text me the details and I’ll give you my address. Come pick me up at six.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He grins and takes a few steps backwards, not breaking eye contact, before turning and heading back to the elevator.
The other woman’s faint moan of “Tactical buttcheeks, Darcy?” fades into the distance as the doors close, sending him down to the eighth floor.
He laughs to himself in the empty elevator. The end of the work day can’t come fast enough.
Chapters: 9/9
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Ant-Man (Movies), Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow, Scott Lang/Hope Van Dyne, Scott Lang & Darcy Lewis
Characters: Darcy Lewis, Jane Foster (Marvel), Sharon Carter (Marvel), Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins, Hope Van Dyne
Additional Tags: People Being Dumb, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Elevators, dlaf2019
Summary:
For Darcyland Crackfic 2019.
Prompt #6: Must Include Glow Sticks
Darcy embarrasses herself. Repeatedly. She really needs to get over this whole unrequited thing for Brock Rumlow.
Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Thor (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow
Characters: Darcy Lewis, Cameron Klein, Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins, Maria Hill, Original Male Character(s), Nick Fury
Additional Tags: Post-Thanos's Snap (Marvel), Post-Episode: s01e09 The Series Finale (WandaVision), Friends to Lovers, Protective Brock Rumlow, Good Brock Rumlow, Triple Agent Brock Rumlow, Triple Agent Jack Rollins, Good Jack Rollins
Summary:
Darcy goes to work for SHIELD and they move her into secure housing with other members of staff, including Brock Rumlow. The two quickly become friends, but that's all it is until it's not.
Summary: Brock spotted Darcy as she set up a picnic for her boyfriend. Jack only was sarcastic but Brock took it quite literally. And now he was shirtless interrupting Darcy's and Cameron's date.
Warnings/Triggers/ Major Tags: cuckolding, insults, cheating, unhealthy pinning, shirtless man
Additional Tags: triple Agent Brock Rumlow, Brock is kind of an asshole, but not to women, Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47653312/chapters/120530506
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