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faerieroyal · 4 months

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✩⡱ who i write for !

✭ ◦ ˚ favorites/inspired for, platonic/familial requests only, requests currently closed

✭ ◦ ˚ links on character names lead to fancasts

✭ ◦ ˚ any ships listed are meant for poly x reader requests, i do not write for the ships by themselves

the batman: bruce wayne, selina kyle, edward nashton.

dc: bruce wayne, clark kent, diana prince, harley quinn, selina kyle, pamela isley, dick grayson, jason todd, roy harper, tim drake, stephanie brown, barbara gordon, cassandra cain, damian wayne, superbat, jayroy.

golden trio era: harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, draco malfoy, ginny weasley, luna lovegood, neville longbottom, fred weasley, george weasley, cedric diggory, oliver wood, theodore nott, pansy parkinson, cho chang.

marauders era: james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, lily evans, marlene mckinnon, dorcas meadowes, mary macdonald, barty crouch jr., evan rosier, regulus black, narcissa black, jily, dorlene, marylily, wolfstar, rosekiller, poly marauders.

fantastic beasts: newt scamander, theseus scamander, leta lestrange, tina goldstein, queenie goldstein.

chronicles of narnia: peter pevensie, susan pevensie, edmund pevensie, lucy pevensie, caspian the tenth.

baldur’s gate 3: wyll ravengard, astarion ancunin, gale dekarios, karlach cliffgate, halsin silverbough, shadowheart, lae’zel, shadowzel, bloodpact, bloodweave, wyllach, hellspawn, bloodbear, wyllsin.

dead poets society: neil perry, todd anderson, charlie dalton, steven meeks, gerard pitts, richard cameron, knox overstreet, ginny danbury, chris noel, anderperry.

the outsiders: darrel "darry" curtis, sodapop curtis, ponyboy curtis, johnny cade, steve randle, dallas "dally" winston, keith "two-bit" mathews, cheryl "cherry" valance.

ted lasso: ted lasso, jamie tartt, roy kent, keeley jones, sam obisanya, jamieroy, tedroy, roykeeley.

one piece (live action): monkey d. luffy, roanoa zoro, vinsmoke sanji, nami, usopp, dracule mihawk, red-haired shanks, zosan.

hazbin hotel: charlie morningstar, vaggie, lucifer morningstar, angel dust, husk, alastor the radio demon, rosie the cannibal, sir pentious, cherri bomb, emily seraphim, chaggie, royalhalo, two and a half halos, huskerdust, cherrisnake.

triple frontier: santiago garcia, frankie morales, benny miller, will miller.

formula one: daniel ricciardo, carlos sainz, charles leclerc, lando norris, max verstappen, lance stroll, alex albon, george russell, pierre gasly, oscar piastri, logan sargeant, mick schumacher, esteban ocon, maxiel, charlos, carlando, loscar, lestappen, charlandos.

nhl: mitch marner, jamie drysdale, william nylander, quinn hughes, jack hughes, luke hughes, adam larrson, matthew knies, nico hischier, juraj slafkovsky.

stranger things: steve harrington, eddie munson, robin buckley, nancy wheeler, jonathan byers, chrissy cunningham, steddie, hellcheer, ronance.

good omens: aziraphale, crowley, muriel, anathema device, ineffable husbands, ineffable bureaucracy.

marvel: bucky barnes, eddie brock, kate bishop, yelena belova, natasha romanoff, sam wilson, carol danvers, wanda maximoff, pietro maximoff, loki laufeyson, thor odinson, darcy lewis, jane foster, druig, makkari, kingo, bruce banner, peter parker (tom holland), ned leeds, michelle jones, marc spector/steven grant/jake lockley, layla el-faouly, peter quill, scott lang, xu shang-chi, xu xialing, helmut zemo, peter parker (andrew garfield), sambucky, spideychelle, interwebs, drukkari.

top gun: pete "maverick" mitchell, tom "iceman" kazansky, nick "goose" bradshaw, ron "slider" kerner, bradley "rooster" bradshaw, jake "hangman" seresin, natasha "phoenix" trace, bob floyd, javy "coyote" machado, mickey "fanboy" garcia, callie "halo" shen, icemav, hangster, floydsin, halonix.

star wars: luke skywalker, anakin skywalker, padmé amidala, obi-wan kenobi, din djarin, ahsoka tano, rex, cody, wrecker, crosshair, wolffe, hunter, echo, fives, tech, omega.

slashers: michael myers, jason vorhees, daniel "candyman" robitaille, jason dean, billy loomis, stu macher, hannibal lecter, carrie white, thomas hewitt, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair, norman bates, hannigram, poly ghostface.

twilight: charlie swan, alice cullen, emmett cullen, carlisle cullen, seth clearwater, paul lahote, jasper hale, rosalie hale, poly charlie & carlisle.

x-men: charles xavier, erik lensherr, kurt wagner, raven darkhölme, peter maximoff, logan howlett, jean grey, scott summers, alex summers, sean cassidy.

the magnificent seven (2016): goodnight robicheaux, billy rocks, joshua faraday, vasquez, sam chisholm, red harvest, jack horne, the magnificent seven (unit).

little women (2019): jo march, meg march, amy march, beth march, theodore "laurie" laurence.

newsies (broadway version): jack kelly, david jacobs, katherine pulitzer, crutchie morris, spot conlon, racetrack higgins, albert dasilva, finch.

miscellaneous: tangerine, evan "buck" buckley, eddie diaz, buddie, ferris bueller, cameron frye, daniel larusso, johnny lawrence, marty mcfly, phil wenneck, joel miller, spencer reid, aaron hotchner, penelope garcia, jess mariano, rory gilmore, eggsy unwin, agent whiskey, barbie (margot robbie), ken (ryan gosling).

✩⡱ request rules !

types of content i will write: headcanons, drabbles, blurbs based on concepts and thoughts.

what i will write: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, readers of any gender (male, female, gender-neutral), readers of color and various religions, poly reader inserts with ships, suggestive content (no actual smut, but suggestive and fade-to-black is fine), various types of aus (if you're not sure, feel free to ask).

what i will not write: anything fully nsfw (suggestive content is fine), full-length one-shots (at least not by request), non-canon sexualities for characters, age play/regression, rape or sexual assault, eating disorders, self-harm.

✩⡱ other rules !

i will not write one-shots or full-length fics by request. however, i may write one-shots or series based on my own ideas if i am feeling inspired. otherwise, i will only take requests for headcanons, drabbles, and concepts or thoughts from you that i can turn into blurbs.

i will write for readers of any gender, but if you do not specify the reader's gender in your request, i will automatically make them gender-neutral, so as to keep my writing as inclusive as possible.

my inspiration tends to come and go a lot, so if it takes me a while to get your request out, i genuinely apologize in advance, but i do ask you to not be rude and try to pressure me into writing faster.

please be polite when sending in requests - i do not ask for a lot, just a simple "please" and "thank you" so i know you don't think of me as just a writing machine.

on that note, please try to put some kind of general plot into your requests ! not too much, since headcanons and drabbles are meant to be shorter, but i generally need more than just "x character with fluff". also, please put the type of request, or if it's just a thought or concept, in your ask !

you can request for any character in the list above, as long as their name isn't struck through, but if you want to know if i write for another character in any of these fandoms that isn't listed, feel free to ask ! i might still not write them, but i promise i'll try my best !

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fuckyeahdarcylewis · 1 year

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Grump vs. Sunshine

by JaneyKatherineHummingbird

Brock is a grump, and Darcy is sunshine.

Words: 474, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Thor (Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Darcy Lewis, Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins, Clint Barton

Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow

Additional Tags: Prompt Fic, grump x sunshine

from AO3 works tagged 'Darcy Lewis' https://ift.tt/yI4dAZi via IFTTT

#IFTTT #AO3 works tagged 'Darcy Lewis'#Darcy Lewis #fanfictions #mcu

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ao3feed-thor · 1 year

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Grump vs. Sunshine

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/CfpKJth

by JaneyKatherineHummingbird

Brock is a grump, and Darcy is sunshine.

Words: 474, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Thor (Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Darcy Lewis, Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins, Clint Barton

Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow

Additional Tags: Prompt Fic, grump x sunshine

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/CfpKJth

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #thor

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yespumpkindoodlesthings · 1 year

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Could you write a Jack x Darcy? I enjoyed the set-up in your camping story of Darce having a crush on Jack so much.

I’m not really a Jack x Darcy shipper, although there are a few Jack/Darcy/Brock fics in my stuff, like “Just Go With It,” if that interests you.

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dragongoddess13 · 7 years

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hey there. I have been reading your stories on AO3 for a while and I was wondering if you were going to continue writing any of your Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow, or Darcy/Jack Rollins stories, or Darcy/Brock/Jack. Any chance at a follow up to the Darcy/Jack underground fight ring AU story? or maybe another addition to the 'fear of being alone' series you put together? or even the vampire AU where they take down Hydra. I love all of them, and I am very eager for more if you have them. much love.

I’m so sorry this took so long to answer.

Okay, first of all I’m so glad you like them.

As for your questions about the two series, I have several stories planned out in the I Have A Fear of Being Alone series, but the truth of the matter is that I’m not in the head space for it or the Immortal Series. I’ve sort of fallen out of the MCU/Marvel Fandom at the moment. I haven’t actually seen a Marvel Movie since the first Guardians of The Galaxy Movie came out on Bluray.

As for the fight ring AU. I’m actually considering converting that into an original story, so I probably won’t write a follow up to that even though I would absolutely love to. I’m not really sure what I would write. I sort of told the story I was aiming for. I did leave details and ideas out though, so if nothing else I may rewrite the story with all those extra details at some point.

I’m sorry if these weren’t the answers you were hoping for but their the only answers I have. Once again, thank you for reading, I’m very glad that you like the stories and I hope to one day be able to go back to them but I’m sorry I can’t promise anything.

#shockstrike #darcy x brock x jack #darcy x brock #dragongoddess13 #darcy lewis #darcyland

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letsbreereal · 1 year

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CHAPTER TWO IS LIVE

Chapters: 2/~4 Rating: Mature DHLBQ Fill: Custom Card: Square D4 - “’Til Death Do Us Part” Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow, Darcy Lewis/Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, Darcy Lewis/Jack Rollins Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Telepathic Bond (Sorta), Soulmate Fantasies, Not Canon Compliant, triple agent!Brock Rumlow, Triple Agent!Jack Rollins, Time Skips, eventual threesome - F/M/M, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Eventual Happy Ending, Missed Opportunities, Misunderstandings, Age Differences Summary:

That’s the problem with wishes: they ensnare you. In fairytales, they’re nothing but trouble... In reality, it’s a bit more complicated than that.

[Soulmate AU where you know when your soulmate is fantasizing about you.]

@darcylewisbingohq

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madamebaggio · 11 months

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If you’re taking requests I’d love some of your amazing Darcy/Jack/Brock series

Notes: As requested... ;)

And previously...

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“I don’t wanna goooooo.”

Brock and Jack shared amused looks.

“I’m never leaving here.” Darcy declared dramatically, sprawling herself on the couch even more.

“Dar.” Brock chuckled. “We do have jobs and boring things like that.”

“No. I want to stay here, on the beach, banging you two forever.”

Jack snorted. “Banging?”

“Don’t you have something brilliant to do back home?” Brock cajoled.

“I always do.” She grumbled. “But I don’t want to work anymore. I want to stay in Mexico being pampered. Forever.”

The two men laughed. “Are you saying we don’t pamper you enough back home?” Brock teased.

“You do.” She told him easily. “But I’d rather be pampered on the beach.”

“We can stay here.” Jack declared and Brock frowned at the other man. “Of course…” He drawled. “We’d have to give up on those Taylor Swift tickets.”

That made Darcy sit up immediately. “What Taylor Swift tickets?” She demanded.

“The ones we got for next week.” He told her.

Darcy jumped out from the couch. “WE NEED TO PACK!” She ran to the bedroom.

Brock chuckled. “Good work.”

#madame baggio #crackship #request #MCU #darcy lewis #brock rumlow #jack rollins #darcy lewis x jack rollins x brock rumlow

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caiti-creative-corner · 2 years

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Title: Where the Stars Kiss the Ocean Mood Boarder: Caiti (Caitriona_3) Relationship: Brock Rumlow/Darcy Lewis/Jack Rollins Rating: T Note: Should any of my mood boards prompt a fic, please link me so I can enjoy and brag! But please - take this as permission to write it!! Warnings: Mood board, Alternate Universe

#mermay #darcy lewis #jack rollins #brock rumlow #brock x darcy x jack

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fanficimagery · 5 years

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Imagine your sister having you move in with her after the last of your family has passed away. Living with superheros and agents never ever crossed your mind, but here you are. Fortunately for you, your sister's boyfriend grants you your own personal floor which no one visits less they've talked to you beforehand.

Brock X Reader

After SHIELD fell and HYDRA came out of the shadows, the world was in chaos. No one knew who to trust and people became paranoid of their city and state officials/representatives after it came out that there was a HYDRA mole within the President's inner circle. It took months and a lot of trust for Captain America, along with a select few trusted individuals, to figure out who was clean and not a lying liar who lied.

No one no longer trusted anything affiliated with the name SHIELD, so it took a lot of persuasion for the World Council to put the Avengers in charge of their very own division. They were to be in charge of all the ex-SHIELD agents who were actually on the right side of things and to be in charge of training any new powered individuals in hopes of them putting their powers to good use.

It was a lot of work, but eventually everyone came together. But then your father passed away- the man you'd been taking care of since your mother passed- and your elder sister Pepper wanted to keep you close. And since you couldn't deny your sister anything, you made the decision to relocate.

Moving into Avengers Tower, you were momentarily starstruck by Captain America. It took Tony pouting and Pepper smothering her giggles for you to snap out it, and after quickly apologizing to Captain- call me Steve- America, meeting everyone else was fairly easy. However, your right eyebrow did twitch every time you saw someone in uniform or covered in blood and/or bandages. Tony thought it was hilarious, but your sister took pity and they relocated you to your own personal floor that had everything you needed so you didn't have to leave your floor if you didn't want to.

Life turned out pretty great, especially after landing the job of receptionist for the Tower. Making appointments, granting/denying entry, and reading everyone's file who stepped into the tower was a pretty easy gig. But sometimes there were some idiots who liked to make your job a little harder than necessary.

Sitting behind a desk, taking calls and making appointments on Stark's fancy tech was probably the easiest job you've ever had. Ogling the powered individuals and agents in tactical gear was a major plus of the work environment, but dealing with the entitled rich assholes who thought themselves too important to need an appointment all while keeping a smile in place was the downfall. Like right now for example.

"I'm sorry, sir," you say for the sixth time, internally screaming, "but I really can't let you up without an appointment. Miss Potts and Mister Stark are very busy people."

Entitled asshole #3 of the day sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. "You don't seem to understand-"

"I understand perfectly." You smile, adding a touch of pity to your expression. "But rules are rules. I could lose my job if I let you upstairs and you interrupt a meeting they're currently in."

The scumbag scoffs. "As if finding another job is so hard. There's a coffee house on nearly every corner needing a pretty face behind the counter."

Your smile falters, your eye twitches, and your gaze goes steely.

"Is there a problem here?" The gruff voice startles you and your gaze cuts to the left. Standing there is one of the agents who are usually in and out of the tower, but it's someone you've never seen before. Dark eyes, dark hair cut short on the sides and styled loosely on top, and a five o'clock shadow clinging to a very cut jawline.

Your fellow receptionist audibly swoons and you have to bite your tongue to keep from laughing. Quickly glancing at your screen where a pop-up is suddenly blinking from facial recognition being triggered as the agent stepped up to the desk, your smile turns more genuine and lax. "Agent Rumlow. You're early."

"Cap likes his men being punctual, sweetheart." His lips twitch in your direction and the scumbag quietly groans. His gaze narrows as he looks back to the annoyance of the day. "Now is there a problem? I don't think Mister Stark or Miss Potts appreciates you harassing their receptionists."

"Look, man, all I want is to talk with Miss Potts. I'm only in town for a few days and-"

"-and Miss Potts is a very busy woman. If you wanted a meeting with her, then you should have called weeks prior to your trip to see if there was a possibility we could squeeze you in. Dropping in at the last second is really not appropriate."

Scumbag puffs up as if to go off again, but agent Rumlow steps in. "There you have it, pal. You ain't getting upstairs so I suggest you take the loss and schedule an appointment for the next time you're in town."

The guy huffs, bends down to pick up his suitcase, and stomps off. Once he exits and the door shuts behind him, your shoulders droop. "Jesus Christ," you mutter. "That was the most stubborn one today." Your fellow receptionist chuckles and goes back to work, and the agent grins. Smiling sheepishly, you say, "Sorry, agent Rumlow. I shouldn't have said that out loud."

"You're fine," he assures you. "People might make light of the work you do as a receptionist, but they don't take into account the assholes you have to deal with on a daily basis. You're allowed a sigh of relief after dealing with that."

You mock swoon, holding a hand over your heart. "Why, Mr. Rumlow, I do believe you've just become my favorite person ever." That earns you a chuckle and you almost really do swoon. His smile is fuckin' lethal.

Before you can say anything else, your screen pings. Glancing at it, you see it's a message from Tony.

'Stop flirting with Rumlow and send him on up. It's weird.'

'Aye, aye, second boss man.'

After hitting send, you turn your gaze back to agent Rumlow. "They're expecting you upstairs. I assume you know the way?"

"'Course I do, darling." He raps his knuckles against the desk before walking backwards, he then turning and heading for the special elevator that goes up passed the average Stark Inc. floors. Then once settled inside the elevator, he faces the closing doors and winks before he's hidden from view.

"Holy shit," you utter, picking up a file that was laying nearby and fanning yourself with it.

The second receptionist chuckles. "Holy shit indeed. Brock Rumlow is not only one of the best agents SHIELD or the Avengers has ever had, but that man is hotter than hell."

"I don't doubt that. Especially the hotter than hell part." Your friend giggles and you put the file down, composing yourself immediately when you see the lobby doors open. "Okay. Shut up about Rumlow now. We need to concentrate on work and not what his dick might look like."

Your friend cackles and you immediately regret your words when everyone in the lobby startles and glances your way.

Over the next week you're treated to watching Agent Rumlow come and go from the tower. He and another agent had apparently been reassigned temporarily, and you were quite grateful since he and Agent Rollins made quite the eye candy. It also helped that Agent Rumlow seemed to scare off anyone giving you trouble because they didn't make an appointment or missed one.

Thankfully, however, your time off has come up and you're quite looking forward to relaxing the next four days. Even if it means you don't get to see the hot agents come and go.

You have dinner with your sister and Tony, and spend some down time with the Avengers who are not on-call by playing some video games or going out and exploring the city.

Then on your third day off, your favorite football team is scheduled to play- the Dallas Cowboys vs. Atlanta Falcons. The only sport fanatics- Sam and Bucky- were busy, so it appeared you were going to be watching alone. You ordered enough food for four people in case the boys got back early, then headed to your bedroom to change into a Dak Prescott jersey, some small sleep shorts, and a pair of knee high socks.

As you waited for your food to be delivered, you let the pre-game play as background noise while pulling down a small stack in plates and a handful of utensils in case guests popped in.

The elevator dings nearly forty minutes later and you practically skip over to greet the delivery boy. Only.. it's not a delivery boy. Oh no. It's more like delivery men. Agent men.

Coming to a stop several feet away, your right eyebrow raises in surprise. "Rumlow. Rollins. This is a surprise."

Their stoic expressions immediately melt and Rollins lights up, whereas Brock turns curious.

"G'Day, love!" Jack Rollins greets, his usual murder-face vanishing when faced with a friend as he enters your domain.

Brock follows, plastic bags swinging from his hands. "You live here, sweetheart?"

"Yeah. The floor is accessible only to those given permission to visit." Realization dawns on both men and you slowly grin. "You've pressed the button before, haven't you?"

"Yep. Never worked," Rollins muses. "Now where do you want these, sheila? He then asks, you trying not to giggle at his Australian accent as he raises the plastic bags in hand.

"Kitchen is good," you say, gesturing them to follow. They do and you huff a laugh when you glance over your shoulder and see them glancing around your place. You have an entire floor to yourself, it being an open-floor plan with the only doors leading to the two bedrooms which each have their own bathrooms inside. Then watching as Rumlow and Rollins set the bags of food down, you say, "JARVIS scans everyone in the elevators. If they press the button for my floor and aren't on the approved list, the elevator won't budge. If you've been approved, JARVIS will let the elevator stop on my floor."

"No offense, sweetheart, but how does a secretary land a place like this?" Brock asks.

You shrug. "My sister wanted me close. We're all that's left of our family and when she asked me to move in, I did."

"Sister?" Rollins asks, brow furrowing.

"Have you guys not noticed my last name? Seriously?" Brock and Jack shrug, and you laugh. "Potts. I'm Y/N Potts. Pepper's younger sister."

"Holy shit."

"You can say that again, mate."

"Now that that's out of the way," you grin. "How did you guys get up here?"

"Oh. Uhh. Shelly?" Brock says, stating it as a question rather than an answer. "She was working the desk downstairs when we getting ready to leave for the night. Delivery guy left the food and she asked us to bring it up after typing something on her computer."

"Hmm. She must have been giving you temporary access to drop off the food," you say. Both men nod and glance around again, and you smother a smile when you see their gaze drawn to the TV. "Well if you guys are off for the night and don't have any plans, I ordered a lot of food if you want to stick around and watch the game. There's beer and other drinks in the fridge."

"Ace!" Jack cheers, turning to dig through the bags he and Brock had just brought up.

You chuckle and then glance at Brock, coloring slightly as his gaze drop down to your bare legs then back up towards your navy blue jersey. He grimaces. "Cowboys fan, sweetheart?"

"Don't hate," you say. "I'll agree to Romo being a pansy ass QB, but Prescott is actually pretty decent. Beasley and Witten are beasts, and you can't tell me otherwise." He holds his hands up in mock surrender and you gesture to the food once more. "Now come on. Grab a plate and fill it. If Clint decides to drop in tonight, he'll eat all the egg rolls."

Jack holds a beer out to Brock as he passes by and the two men waste no time in helping themselves to the food.

As the night progresses, neither men hide their amusement as they see a completely different side of you. Gone are the pant suits and pencil skirts and calm demeanor, and in their place is a screaming football fanatic wearing the smallest shorts ever threatening the ref on TV because he missed throwing the flag on a face mask call.

You don't know what possesses you to give agents Rumlow and Rollins access to your floor, but you do and you've never been more happy. After that first night where they stayed to watch the game with you, something just clicked with them. Jack Rollins was strictly a friend, sometimes a flirtatious one, but Brock Rumlow was something else. Neither of you dared speak of it and you were content to just tiptoe around whatever it was.

And then once they realized they had access to your floor, it seemed like there were no boundaries. Brock and Jack dropped by a lot, but of course they always asked beforehand. If you were working, they managed to coincide their lunch break with yours, or if you were off you either cooked or ordered in to have lunch with them. They even sometimes crashed in your spare bedroom when their shifts got separated and one or the other didn't want to go to their own apartment alone.

Tony was indifferent to your weekly, sometimes daily visitors, but Pepper was wary of them because of their deep undercover stint in HYDRA. However, one particular incident had instantly warmed your sister to Brock.

It was one of your off days and a day Pepper had taken off for some much needed retail therapy when you ended up back at your place. You had stepped off the elevator, sighing in contentment and kicking off your shoes. Pepper followed suit, but then came to an abrupt halt when she spotted someone sleeping on your couch.

"Y/N, is that..?"

"Hmm." You glance in the direction she is staring, smiling softly. "Brock? Yeah. He and Jack drop in when they pull doubles and don't feel like driving to their place."

"Oh. I wasn't aware-"

"Don't make it weird, Pep. Well.. any weirder."

Pepper opens her mouth to retort, but Brock snuffling in his sleep stalls her. "Fury wants all the mangoes," he mumbles. "My mangoes."

You snort and Pepper dissolves into a bout of giggles. "He sleep talks," you tell her. "It's adorable."

The elevator dings softly, and you and your sister turn around to see a tired agent Rollins step off. He smiles politely at Pepper before stepping up to you, he giving you a one-armed hug and a kiss to your temple.

"Room free, love?"

"All yours, Rollins. I'll wake Brock."

"Thanks. Miss Potts," he then nods as he greets your sister, walking off towards your guest bedroom.

Your sister glances at you and you shrug, grinning. Then stepping around your couch, you find a small portion to sit on that's near Brock's hip and gently shake him awake. "Time to wake up, handsome. Your shift starts in ten minutes."

It takes a few moments, but Brock eventually wakes. He smiles sleepily, yawns and stretches, and then is thrown into full wakefulness when he spots your sister. He greets her formally and Pepper hides her smile, she watching him curiously as he grabs his stuff to take his leave.

"Mr. Rumlow?" Pepper calls out. She waits until he turns around. "How do you feel about mangoes?"

His nose scrunches. "Hate them. Why?"

"No reason." Pepper's faux innocence makes you cackle, she dissolving into laughter of her own when Brock frowns at your reaction.

After that day, things had been smooth sailing.

It was rare that all the ladies of the tower had the same night off, so when that time came everyone got together to relax, eat, have drinks, and talk about what's been on their minds as of late.

Pepper, Natasha, Wanda, Darcy, and Jane were well onto the third bottle of wine and settled quite comfortably in the lounge area of your apartment with music playing softly in the background. While everyone was talking and laughing, Jane was the only one distracted as she scribbled notes on a pad of paper you had tossed at her when she started scribbling on napkins.

The elevator dings and every lady calms down, turning to see who was crashing their night.

Agent Rollins steps off, yawning, and his perfectly gelled hair looking a little out of place. Everyone goes eerily quiet, but you grin at his sleepy state.

"Room open, love?" He asks, already heading towards your guest bedroom.

"Nope. But you're more than welcome to wake him and send him to mine. He's only been sleeping for three hours."

"Thanks, sheila."

As Jack disappears, the ladies all turn back towards you. You shrug innocently as Pepper hides her smile behind her glass of wine. But before anyone can say anything, a sleepy Brock walks out of your guest room in nothing but his boxer briefs. Wanda's eyes widen before she quickly averts them, Natasha appraises him quite blatantly, Darcy gapes, and even Jane stops doodling long enough to watch a half naked Brock disappear into your room.

"Agent Rumlow?" Natasha then amuses. "Nice."

"I swear it's not what it looks like," you quickly defend, chuckling.

"They're in the awkward stage," Pepper says. "It's adorable."

"Damn girl. Get some." Darcy waggles her eyebrows, Jane snorts, and you groan.

"He is quite handsome," Wanda quietly muses. "I did not know he had all those muscles."

You sigh longingly, nodding. "So many muscles."

"Mhm. What exactly are agents Rumlow and Rollins doing here?" Natasha wonders.

"They sometimes sleep here when they work double shifts." You shrug. "Brock got in just before you all showed up and Jacky's shift just ended. He prefers the mattress in the guest bedroom rather than mine and Brock, the weirdo, can sleep anywhere."

"And you're just immune to all that?" Darcy asks, waving her hand in the direction of your room.

"Mostly." Jack reappears, he too now half naked. You roll your eyes and Pepper snickers, and everyone else watches his bare back as he stumbles towards the kitchen. "All good, Jacky boy?"

Having gotten himself a glass of water, Jack chugs it before setting the glass in the sink and flashing you a thumb's up.

"How are you not climbing him like a tree?" Darcy asks, incredulous.

Your nose wrinkles in distaste. "It's Jack," you say as if that's reason enough.

"Jack's a sweetheart," Pepper tell them. "It's Brock she has to keep an eye out for. He's trouble."

"So much trouble."

The girls all giggle, but for the next two hours they forget about the men sleeping in your rooms. Then when you all decide to call it a night, Tony, Steve, Bucky, and Clint all have to be called down to escort Pepper, Darcy, Wanda, and Jane back to their rooms. Natasha is the only one capable of walking without injuring herself and it takes you longer than usual to clean-up since you have to concentrate really hard to not drop any glass.

Then after taking a brief shower and brushing your teeth, you quietly walk up to your bed. Brock is sprawled on his stomach in the middle of your bed, no sheet or blanket covering him. Before you can think about, your hand raises of it's own volition and swings down to slap Brock on the ass. He grunts and scoots over, and you climb into your side of the bed.

He climbs under the blanket with you and before you can find a position you're comfortable with, Brock reaches out for you and rearranges you so your back is to his chest. Then after moving your hair aside, he hooks his stubbled jaw over your left shoulder and pulls you close so your butt is pressed against his groin. His hand finds it's way under your shirt and you tense briefly before you feel him relax and his thumb starts to brush back and forth over the skin of your stomach.

"Comfortable?" You muse, grinning and finally relaxing.

"Mmmm. Ladies finally decided to leave?"

"Yeah. Everyone but Natasha had to be carried out."

Brock huffs a laugh. "Heard y'all talking. I'm trouble, huh?"

"You know you are," you say around a yawn. "You enjoy walking around my place half naked too much. If I weren't so tired or half drunk, I'd have probably caved tonight and got some, as Darcy would say."

"Dammit." Brock's chest shakes with suppressed laughter. "Rain check?"

"Definitely."

#fanficimagery #brock x reader #brock rumlow x reader #brock rumlow imagine #marvel imagine #brock rumlow #jack rollins #pepper potts #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #jane foster #darcy lewis #imagine

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fuckyeahdarcylewis · 3 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Thor (Movies), Captain America - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow, Darcy Lewis/Jack Rollins, Brock Rumlow/Jack Rollins Characters: Darcy Lewis, Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins Additional Tags: hilarious take on a/b/o but with birds, A/B/O, but birds, Crack, Fluff and Crack, Fluff and Humor Summary:

My hilarious take on the 'a/b/o but it's birds' concept, inspired by a tumblr post. Giggles are promised!

I blame a lot of people for this (myself included!) ... you know who you are!

Jack was glad the mission was over, now all that was left to do was sit through the debriefing and then they could go home. At least that was the plan until he saw Brock dancing in the hallway.

#poly #fanfictions #darcy lewis #mcu #au #darcy x brock rumlow #darcy x jack rollins

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amusewithaview · 5 years

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@ozhawkauthor - CONCEPT FOR YOU:

Daemon AU where Darcy Lewis’s daemon is an Autsralian Magpie and only Rollins is Appropriately Terrified when he first meets her and her daemon. (Rumlow learns. Eventually.)

#daemon au #darcy lewis #brock x darcy x jack #jack rollins #brock rumlow #mcu au

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zephrbabe · 5 years

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The Prospect of Discovery

Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow, College AU

Rated E for: public sex, library sex, safe sex

Word Count: 828

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“Hurry up, man,” Jack hissed from the end of the stack, just out of sight. Nearby and also out of sight, Barnes snorted, probably not even looking up from texting his boyfriend.

Brock readjusted his grip on his girl’s hips, and tugged her back onto his dick. Darcy gasped a low “yes!” and pushed back onto him. She braced against the bookshelf, slamming them together on every thrust. He sped up. They didn't have long until the lunch rush of students getting a little quiet time for studying and homework made illicit fucking in the library impossible.

Her pussy was making a filthy wet noise every time he pulled out, audible in the hush of the library. If Brock reached down right now, Darcy’s cream would be slippery all down her thighs. She liked the risk of getting caught, liked the thrill of breaking the rules, liked looking the sweet young co-ed but having her naughty little secrets.

Brock liked her naughty little secrets, too, especially when it meant he got his dick wet in the middle of the day. He liked the dazed little smile on her face when they went back to class, too, knowing she’d think of him every time she shifted in her seat.

Fuck, he needed her to come; he was too close.

Reaching down, finding her pussy as slippery as he’d predicted, Brock flattened his fingers over the top of her pussy, and rubbed. He was probably touching her clit. He knew she liked it when he licked her there, anyway.

Darcy’s “Auh!” was loud in the quiet of the library. The thought of being caught prickled up Brock’s spine. Coach Pierce would have his nuts if Brock got written up for bad behavior again.

“Gotta keep quiet, babe,” he breathed into her hair. He drew out his thrusts, hilting himself hard enough to give her something to remember later. “Wouldn’t want Rollins to come over here and see what all the noises are-” He grinned to himself, struck by a new thought. “Wouldn’t want him to ask for a turn.”

Under him, Darcy gasped and tensed up. Brock immediately regretted running his mouth, and shit, now she was gonna tell him to piss off and leave him with no girlfriend and his pants around his knees.

Before he could start apologizing, Darcy’s whole body rippled. Her pussy clamped down on his dick, tighter than a fist. Her moan was high and sharp, though she managed to muffle it in her arm.

Holy shit, she was into that?

He was gonna nut any second, Darcy was so fucking hot. And her pussy was still squeezing him, damn. Brock could feel the tightness in his balls, the tingle at the base of his spine.

Barnes whistled from the far aisle. “Incoming!”

“Shit!” Darcy jerked forward, dislodging Brock and leaving him stumbling. She glanced at him as she rushed to fix her clothing. “Put your dick away, asshole! You’re gonna get us both busted!”

This could not get back to Coach Pierce; the shot of fear cleared Brock’s head.

Brock jerked his jeans up and jammed himself back into his boxers, condom and all. He bit his lips as the teeth of his zipper caught on his delicate dick skin. Darcy was panting as she yanked her oversized sweater down over her leggings.

They righted themselves just in time for an oblivious freshman to round the corner, nose deep in a textbook. She glanced at them, but didn’t seem to notice how rumpled and breathy they both were. Brock wiped his wet fingers on the leg of his jeans.

Brock and Darcy hustled out of the row on Rollins’ side, and Jack fell into step with them, laughing under his breath. Barnes, in true Barnes fashion, was nowhere to be seen. He’d fucked off the second he discharged his bro duty. Brock thought Barnes might be a little jealous of Darcy.

But Brock thought everybody was jealous of Darcy, or jealous of him, having Darcy.

Backpack slung over her shoulder, Darcy was striding out of the library. Her legs were short, but Brock was hobbled by his hard-on, and it took effort to keep up with her. Maybe he could convince her to suck him off in the gender neutral bathroom by the library entrance. He really wanted to come, and Darcy was always appreciative after an orgasm like that.

Brock tugged her close with an arm over her shoulders, that little pleased grin on her plush pink lips. He saw her glance over at Rollins on his other side, slow and not as surreptitious as she thought.

Brock caught her eye, and Darcy blushed. “Yeah?”

She glanced at Jack again and licked her lips, glossy and a little bitten from muffling herself earlier. “Yeah.”

Eyeing Rollins himself, Brock didn’t miss the slight hitch in his friend’s step, or how he was carrying his team jacket modestly over his crotch.

He grinned.

“Hey Jack-”

#darcy lewis #brock rumlow #darcy x brock #lemon #college au #bucky barnes #jack rollins #brock is a bit of a douchebro #darcy is a bit of an exhibitionist

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