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if you bring the water (1714 words) by Merideath

Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Thor (Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes & Darcy Lewis, James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis & Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Darcy Lewis
Characters: Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes
Additional Tags: Banter, Humor, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Friendship, Feels
Series: Part 1 of fires

Summary: "It's time."
"Time for what?" he asks skeptically.
"Time to cut your hair. It’s gross and you look homeless," Darcy says.
....

The one where Darcy cuts Bucky's hair.

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lipstick

23/9/13 13:03
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He sees her mark everywhere.

On the paper cup from Starbucks that holds some concoction of chocolate and peppermint syrup. On the pen he borrows from her desk as he goes into a meeting. A kiss on a cloth napkin. A smear on the corner of a file folder.

His file folder.

Little marks on paper and cloth. Pink, peach, plum and reds he doesn’t have a name for. The color of dark winter berries and cotton candy pink.

A kiss on his cheek he can’t bear to wash off.

He rubs his fingers through the slick of red war paint. He licks his fingers, tastes the wax of the lipstick and the crystals of sugar from the donut she had been tearing apart with her fingers. Nails painted a deeper red than the paint on her lips.

He’s been kissed before. Starlets, chorus girls, a Parisian whore once. His mind skirts away from the kisses that mattered. The kisses that set his blood alight and his heart beating fast. A lifetime ago.

An innocent kiss between friends.

He still feels the ghost her nails scraping the back of his neck as her lips pressed warm on his jaw.

He closes his eyes and imagines Darcy’s perfect lipstick smeared across her mouth from kissing her. Carmine lips trailing kisses over his heart and down his abdomen. His belly twists, heat crackles under his skin and jolts down his spine.

He’s been kissed before.

The red lipstick on his cheek, the slow smile that curved her lips, the flash of her tongue wetting her lips.

Her mark on his skin.

It’s not innocent at all.
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roadtrip
—- Montana

bets/wagers—- I have nothing…

FREE SPACE:
But I’ll be stumbling away (slowly learning that life is okay)

au: Crossover—-
dirt in the skirt

sharing a bed
—— your will is not your own (It’s finished but not beta’d yet. Soon I promise.)


I didnt really mean to fill more than one line but the plotbunnies….I doubt the second line will be finished. There is the possibility of a few more of my WIPs covering other tropes on my card. You never know I could have a blackout on my hands. Mostly I’m just having fun being inspired and I’m really thankful that Kari went through all the hard work of creating trope bingo in the first place.

fake relationship—-
this is as good a place to fall as any
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this is as good a place to fall as any (2791 words) by Merideath
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
Rating: Explicit
Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers
Characters: Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers
Additional Tags: First Time, First Kiss, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Safer Sex, Dom/sub Undertones, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, Trope Bingo round two
Summary: Most of her work at S.H.I.E.L.D. involves paperwork and hacking into other government databases, not industrial espionage and getting to play Sydney Bristow.

Title from 'Bedroom Hymns' by Florence & the Machine.

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your will is not your own (Darcy/Steve) This could quite possibly be my new favourite. There is awkwardness and fluff, and smut and feels. Posted

haircut-(Darcy/Bucky) It’s vaguely set before ‘cause we are fires in the night’ but mostly that is just in my head and it doesn’t need to be read as anything other than a moment between Darcy and Bucky. Posted

One more silver dollar- Steampunk Western AU. Darcy is an outlaw running from trouble right into the small town of Avenger. It will be a short oneshot but it’s being so difficult so I made a fanmix to help me write. (This fic still hates me even if the scene is all in my head)

Untitled- a second story in the Crazy Darcy Verse. I have notes and know what the story arc is but I have put off starting writing this one because there will be angst, and hurt/comfort and upset.

Fox Verse- Darcy is a mutant. It’s got three scenes/chapters written so far, I have more notes for filling in the gaps. I’m still not sure if it will be a oneshot will little vignettes or a small multichapter.

Prequel to Lay That Pistol Down-  How Darcy and Steve meet. (Chapter 1 of the prequel is done and with my beta. I don't know how the next chapter will play out... if I should post chapter 1  when beta'd or if I should wait till I've messed about with chapter 2 and actually got it written. )

Barn Dance- a sort of epilogue to Montana, taking place a few days later. It will be fluff, possibly smut, though I don’t know if many people are bothered about reading it besides Katy and Britt.(Finished and with Katy to beta when she gets a chance)

I’ll pretend I’m okay with it all- (Darcy & Steve) angst and unrequited love. (First draft is done but it needs work and I’m not feeling this verse at the moment)

Island- Crash landing on a tropical Island, not as fun as you might think. (This is only notes at this stage…extensive notes with a few chunks of dialogue)

Bored-I have sketched out the chapter and figured out what was bugging me that kept me from starting to write it. (Random bits of dialogue written, that’s about it. Just happy to know the chapter arc now)

Rush verse-I know this is probably one of my least popular fic verses but its one of my favourites. Not just for Canary the cat. I love the banter and sass and the growth of their partnership and relationship.  story six is now done and with my beta... I don't know when there will be a chapter/story 7 but I don't feel like it's the end of the verse yet

and a 45- (Steve/Darcy/Bucky) ficlet, first draft is done, but it lacks polish and detail.

Bobby pin- (Steve/Darcy) fake relationship smutlet.   posted

Lullabies for superheroes- (Steve & Darcy) has a second chapter half written. Darcy is accidentally turned into a baby (It's totally Tony's fault) and a rough outline for a third chapter where Darcy and Steve have to care for the rest of the team turned into toddlers. I wasn't going to write more but I got such lovely comments asking for for that I couldn't not write more.

gramps- (Steve& Darcy) mostly just a plotbunny at this stage where Dum Dum Dugan is Darcy's grandfather, and she isn't phased at meeting Steve though she is excited to talk to him about all the stories her grandfather told her about the Howling Commandos when she was little. It will be angsty and a bit bitter sweet as I imagine Darcy taking Steve to visit Dum Dum's grave and they watch news reels together that Darcy has seen a million times but she will keep watching them. Mostly I want them to bond over war stories and Steve telling her what is true and what is bullshit.

handcuffed together:  I have a little plotbunny for this that won't go away so I may just write it to get it over with one day. 

Dead Like Me AU: Ummm nothing specific yet just feels and headcanon swirling to hopefully write a drabble or ficlet.

Sleeping Beauty: Steve's in a medically induced coma and Darcy visits him. (finished and posted) 

succubus
: I have notes and it should only be a little ficlet of Darcy being other. 

In the blood: Darcy is Bucky's great-granddaughter. Steve/Darcy, possible secret relationship. I have some dialogue and notes.
 

the Random and the Ridiculous- Katy and I have a bunch of ficlets in the works, and a few large fics too: 
 

French fry (in Katy’s hands, my part is done) posted
Take (with Katy to add a bit more, my part is done)
Freaky Friday (dialogue, extensive notes and the first scene written…mostly)
Babe (dialogue, a few paragraphs)
Thieves (Steve/Darcy, Bucky/Natasha, AU) This one has a lot of notes and world building, with a few bits of dialogue but not much else yet.
Truth (Steve/Darcy) Steve gets hit with a truth spell, which is fine, until Darcy is sent to check on him. (a few hundred words) posted
and you know you're going to fall- (Darcy Lewis/Colin Shea, AU crossover, no superheroes or fallen gods) This has a few hundred words, snippets of dialogue and a shed load of notes that need working on. (there is a full first chapter and about half of a second chapter)
Elevator: scene in the cap 2 trailer needs making into farce. We are on it and have dialogue and a few notes. Because Katy and I are that awesome a writing team.
The Professor-  Steve is Darcy's art prof (300 odd words and I made a graphic which I should post).
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Title: he calls her baby
author: Merideath
Fandom: Avengers (2012), Thor (Movies)
Rating: T
Relationship: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers
Characters: Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers
Summary: Conversations while waiting for Agent Coulson or the one where Darcy teases Steve about his shield.


...

"So...Cap," Darcy says, tapping her fingers on his shield as they stand in the hallway waiting for Coulson to arrive.

"Is there something I can do for you, Miss Lewis?" Steve asks as he pushes his cowl back and runs his hand through his sweaty hair.

"I was just wondering if you take 'Baby' to bed with you every night?" Darcy asks. Eyes sparkling with glee, she quirks an eyebrow up over the top of her glasses.

"Barton or Stark?" Steve sighs. Scratching the back of his head, he tries to will away the embarrassment of calling his shield 'baby'. It doesn't really work.

"Stark. You know Son of Coul says I'm not allowed to play with the assassins after the paintball incident. So, Baby?"

Steve watches her fingers slide down to slowly trace the star on his shield. His 'baby'. He imagines her fingers tracing stars over his skin and sparks lick across his skin, ricochet down his spine, before settling low in his belly.

"She's a little cold in the sack," Steve replies dryly, the corners of his mouth twitching up. Darcy startles, eyes darting up to meet his before a slow grin spreads across her cherry painted lips.

"That's a shame," Darcy says, eyes shining behind the lenses of her glasses.

"A terrible shame," Steve agrees with a small nod.

"You should find something a little warmer. I might have a teddy you can borrow," Darcy says as her Starkphone starts buzzing frantically in her pocket. She pulls the phone out, frowns at the screen and shoves it back.

"Bit old to sleep with a teddy bear."

"Mhmm. I'm sure you'll find just the right thing, Goldilocks," Darcy smirks. She raps her knuckles lightly on his shield.

He's pretty damn sure he found the right thing, but he isn't going to say that.  "Maybe I could use some help," he says lowly, eyes locked onto Darcy’s. She sucks in a sharp breath, searching his eyes, and drags her teeth across her bottom lip.

"Well, maybe I can be of service.”

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Title: iPod
author: Merideath
Fandom: The Avengers (2012), Thor (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Relationships: Darcy Lewis & Steve Rogers
Characters: Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis
Summary: Darcy leaves her iPod lying around. Again.

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The days after an assemble always seem to crawl by; meetings, arguments, bones to knit back together, bruises to fade, and torn muscles to heal again. Steve prefers his little Brooklyn apartment to staying at the Tower, but the Tower does have its perks.  Endless hot water, a kitchen stocked with more food than he can eat while his body goes about repairing itself, endless entertainment in the form of movies and music, whatever he can ask JARVIS for, and a fancy gym where he hasn’t managed to wreck anything. So far anyway, he still plans on giving it a go when his shoulder stops aching like a sonovabitch.

Shifting his position on the couch, he turns the page of his book and reaches for the bottle of beer on the coffee table. His shoulder protests the movement, and he snarls under his breath.

“Alright there, Captain?”  Darcy says as she snatches the bottle off the table, taking a sip before handing it to him and flopping down on the couch beside him. “You got pretty banged up by that Douchebot, not that I know anything about that. I’m just a lab grunt after all.

“Doombot,” he corrects and Darcy rolls her eyes at him.

“Seriously?”

“M’fine, Darcy,” he mutters. Darcy looks dubiously at him and pokes at his shoulder. “Stop it.”

“Sure you’re fine.”

“Is there something I can do for you, Miss Lewis?” he asks, shifting a little further out of her reach and not rubbing his shoulder.

“Oh, touchy are we, Rogers?” Darcy arches a brow at him and delves into her bag for a tablet, a generic one with an obnoxiously bright pink silicone cover. “And the answer is nope. I’m just waiting on Jane to escape Thor and remember Science.”  Darcy curls up beside him, reading something he can’t see on the tablet and twisting a lock of hair around her fingers.

It’s not long before Jane comes scurrying down the hall, disheveled and muttering a string of science babble. “See ya around, Steve,” Darcy winks at him. She shoves the tablet back in her bag and chases off after Dr. Foster, curls bouncing and hips swaying. Not that he noticed that. Nope. Not at all.

Steve finishes reading the chapter of his book and gets up off the sofa, suppressing a groan when he jars his arm. Poking out from one of the cushions is the corner of something bright orange, Darcy’s iPod. He picks the iPod up and shoves it into his pocket, making a mental note to text her about it later. No point in leaving it out for Stark to confiscate. Again.

……

After tossing and turning from an aching shoulder and nightmares playing out behind his closed eyes, Steve gives up on sleep.  Throwing back the covers, he pads barefoot into his small kitchen and fixes himself a sandwich.  Darcy's iPod sits face down on the corner of the counter beside the bowl loose change and keys live in.  Taking the last bite of his sandwich, he dusts the crumbs from the counter and sets his plate in the sink.  He picks up the iPod and untangles the mess of knots.

Steve swipes his thumb over the screen and music starts playing from the earbuds.  It's too loud to his sensitive ears, brash and far too lively for the middle of the night.  The music makes him think of Darcy though, when she's in the lab with Jane, or tapping her toes when JARVIS plays something she likes. Turning down the volume and putting the earbuds in, Steve walks back into the bedroom and settles back on the pillows. The screen of the iPod is the only light in the room.  He flicks through a few albums, random songs in a playlist that jar against one another, a 'Welcome to Night Vale' podcast, and a serial radio show from the 40s that makes him smile at the bittersweet reminder of his past.

He's half asleep, listening to the Civil Wars, hands resting on his belly, loosely holding the iPod.  The song ends and shuffles to the next track.  A husky voice, deep and raspy, sends a shiver of heat racing down his spine.  That voice. Darcy's voice. There's no album cover, just the title 'Blue' and Darcy's voice in his ears.

…She straddles his lap, his hands sliding up her thighs, skirt rucked up over his hands, calloused fingers on pale flesh as his lips trailed kisses over her collarbone….

Goddamn.

........

“You are a freaking life saver, Steve,” Darcy grins, grabbing the iPod out of his hands and whirling around in her chair to place it in the dock.

“Not a problem, I just didn’t want Tony to turn it into a robot or something,” Steve says, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Well I better g...oh...”

...He presses a kiss to each trembling thigh, fingers delving into...

“Oh my god,” Darcy says, cheeks flushed as pink as the blush creeping up his next.  She rolls her chair back to the dock, yanking the iPod out with more force than strictly necessary. Shit.

“I uh...I’ll  go,” Steve mumbles, turning on his heel.

Oh no you don’t,” Darcy says, hooking her fingers in one of his belt loops. “Have fun listening to my podfic, Steven?”

“I..,” Steve’s voice trails off as he turns to face her. He has no way to reply to that. He can’t say that listening to her husky voice on the iPod had him slipping his hand into his sweats imagining it was them in the story, his hands and mouth on her skin. Darcy lets go of his belt loop and he takes a small half step back. “Yes,” he confesses voice barely above a whisper. “Yes, I did.”

“Oh,” Darcy says, head tilting to the side as her eyes flick over him. “Oh,” she repeats, the soft blush on her cheeks darkening, a slow smirk curving her lips. “You know if you wanted, you could call me tonight.”

“Call you?” Steve says, swallowing hard.

“You like fairy tales right, Cap?”

“I...yes?”

“Mhmm, call me and I’ll read you a bedtime story,” Darcy says, voice low and seductive, though the color doesn’t fade from her cheeks. Steve opens and closes his mouth like a damn fish gasping for air.

“I...yeah,” Steve says, wondering if it would be better if he swallowed his own damn tongue than stutter like a fool.  “I’ll call you tonight, Darcy,” he says, firmly – using just the edge of the Captain America persona to lend strength to his voice. Darcy’s eyes widen, teeth dragging over her bottom lip a moment before she blows him a kiss across the small space between them. 

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Yesterday I sat in the park scribbling fic notes in one of my notebooks. Mostly things for Trope_Bingo, and one pesky Steampunk Western plotbunny that has been rattling around in my head for three months but would never quite give me enough to work with. I made a fanmix in an attempt to help pin it down but that didn't work. Apparently all I really needed was a picnic in the park on a rare sunny day. 

A little while ago I posted chapter 4 of Bored and there is one last chapter to write for that verse. Which I have notes for I'm not in the mood for writing that just now. Smut is hard to write, m'kay? 

I have this time travel plotbunny that has been bouncing around for days and I might give that a swing before or after I make myself do a bit of crafting. I haven't crafted for a few weeks and really need to fire up the sewing machine again. 
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road tripfood pornpresumed deadcelebratory kissau: other
wingficbets / wagersmind gamesrites of passage / coming of agetelepathy / mindmeld
slaveficfake relationshipFREE

SPACE
snowed inau: supernatural
au: royalty / aristocracy / feudallanguage and translationpoor communication skillsau: crossovervirginfic
matchmakerau: romance novelgenderswaprole reversalsharing a bed

I'm excited to have signed up for trope bingo again, I don't know that I will get everything done, my muse is being a little bitch lately and the words are flowing more slowly than I would like them to. I'm thinking the second column down. Though I haven't a clue about au: romance novel. The Language and translation one gave me pause but I think it might work for the next chapter of the Rush verse, as I've been dithering about where to set the action scene at the start before emotion, humour and the secks occur. I love everything on the card but wingfic and genderswap, which aren't my cup of tea so we shall see what happens when I try and write something. It will probably be Darcy/Steve mostly though maybe some gen or ot3 to sweeten the pot. 

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 I've updated the Master List of My Fics.  

Nothing much else is going on right now aside from finishing writing the last chapter of Rush Verse and putting the kettle on for a much needed cup of tea which I await the washing machine coming to a stop. 'Citing no? No not at all. 
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Ipod Shuffle Drabbles (Darcy/Steve) first thing written for this fandom. Darcy falls back in time to meet Steve. I still want to expand this, at least the last section into a proper fic.

Plant Lavender for Luck (Darcy/Steve) - crossover with Practical Magic- Darcy is an Owens, Steve is on babysitting duty. Fluff, flirting and magic.

Promises and Pie-crust Darcy/Steve - Fluff and pie and recipes. Honestly it was only meant to be a few chapters, but the pie… It’s just all about the pie.

Brittle Bones (Darcy/Bucky Darcy/Steve)- an arc of three fics, full of angst and emotion and It’s all Katy’s fault. Some of my best writing in here. It is complete.

Last thing I remember, I was running for the door (Darcy/Steve)- road trip fic. One of my favourite stories, I love how Darcy turned out in this one. It has a hurt/comfort flavour to it. Secretly i want to write more for this verse.

And that laugh that wrinkles your nose, It touches my foolish heart (Darcy/Steve)- New Year’s Eve fluff with Darcy dressed as WWII Wonder Woman.

I keep the ends out for the tie that binds (Darcy/Steve) accidental marriage fic. I had a freaking ball writing this and I want to write more in this verse to see what happens when Coulson and the team get the SitRep. Oh dear.

the way you hold your knife (Steve/Darcy/Bucky)- undercover assignment, lingerie oodles of banter. Aka the fic where I fell in love with Bucky. Aka Meri is too cowardly to write actual porn so this is what you get.

I’ve been careless with a delicate man (Darcy/Steve) Darcy is awkward, Steve is awkward, and Clint crashes a quinjet. I am really really cruel to them.

Spilled Ink (Darcy/Steve) Darcy asks Steve to help her with an assignment. Not quite smut but still rather hot I think.

pick you out a soldier (Darcy/Jensen) Crossover with the Losers. Co-Written with Mel. She tolerated me going batshit crazy writing dialogue and fangirling so hard over this. It turned out ace though. We made a great team.

lullabies for superheroes Darcy takes care of Avengers turned into babies. Steve is adorably clingy, Natasha is a pretty princess and Clint is a little bugger. I loved writing this one and it got loads of kudos though not so many comments. I have a prompt to write more in this verse.

electricity hitting metal prompt fills and ficlets that don’t fit anywhere else. Mostly Steve/Darcy. But some ot3 and Darcy/Bucky and friendship fic. It has 20 chapters now. Sheesh.

Cotton Candy and Photographs (Darcy/Bucky) fluff and smut at the boardwalk.

gun, glasses and spiked heels(Darcy/Steve) undercover assignment leading to a bit of smut.

Slow Like Honey- (Darcy/Steve) First thing I wrote for the trope_bingo “secretly a virgin” space before I wrote Careless. It's smut in two ficlets.

I was drawn by the fire- (Darcy/Bucky Darcy/Steve shades of ot3) Darcy and Bucky are seeing each other and Steve is jealous. Bucky likes to play games. It's really just smut with a smidge of plot.

Star Spangled Burlesque- Darcy is a burlesque dancer who at the last minutes ends up doing a Captain America routine in front of an amused bunch of Avengers and a chagrined Steve Rogers.

Candyman- Steve catches Darcy dancing in her underwear.

Ice Storm- Steve/Darcy- porn with some plot and feelings and a little bit dom!Steve.

Call Me- Darcy is the team's Garcia. There is flirting and awkwardness and phone sexoccurs.

the only thing that's real- This is my favourite Verse. Darcy escapes captivity and is more than a little bit crazy. I have more ideas for a second story set right after this fic ends.

it's just a little crush -Darcy has a crush on Steve. She is never ever going to admit it though. Really she isn't....and then he kisses her. mild smut.

the water's edge- Darcy and Steve go skinny dipping. Smut occurs.

three o'clock- Steve and Darcy are the best of friends, living in a bubble of snark and dry humour. Except they might be missing something that everyone else sees.

Coffee- Agent Lewis meets Commander Rogers. Things almost go smoothly. Almost.

rednecks, alien weapons and pickup trucks sequel to "gun, glasses and spiked heels". It's banter, snark, mission sex in a truck.  The second fic in the Rush Verse.

Impressed yet? (Darcy/Jensen) Agent Lewis is working and really has no time to be flirting. Really. Darcy Lewis and Jake Jensen from the Losers. It's cracky fluff.

when it rains (Darcy/Steve) It's late at night, pouring with rain and a hero is knocking at her door. Angst and feels. (now complete)


All This Time (Darcy/Steve)The one where Bucky is a pretty crappy bro. Smut and humour.


Chinchillas, utility belts, and storage rooms- (Darcy/Steve) third story in the Rush Verse. I am really pleased with the banter in this one. 

Bored- (Steve/Darcy) hotel room shenanigans, smut and snark and John Hughes films. 

a funny thing happened on the way to hq-  (Steve/Darcy)the one with paper cups, nanites and public nudity. rated T. friendship and humour.

lay that pistol down- (Steve/Darcy) War Time AU where Darcy is one of the chorus girls.  Smut, humour and feels oh my. I love this verse and plan on revisiting it soon.

no hesitation--no heart of gold- (Steve/Darcy) the author should not be allowed to watch John Hughes movies. It's fluffy smut and crack. The things I do best apparently.

doubting thoughts, picked locks, and canaries- part 4 of the Rush Verse . I really love how this chapter turned out: the banter, Darcy being a little unsure about what she is, their growing relationship. The fic didn't get a lot of love, it's smut and people don't often kudo and comment but that's okay, I still love this chapter and this verse.

Phone calls, dive bars, and motorcycles- Rush Verse 5.Darcy and Steve have a lazy morning or at least they try to. The phone rings with a call to assemble and Darcy has an assignment of her own. I love this verse so much and how it has evolved and they are developing feelings for each other. Also Canary is the best thing ever.. 

This doesn't have to be anything at all- (Steve/Darcy) Sometimes you do the wrong thing when you mean to do the right thing. Angst.

I'm on fire- It's not every day Tony Stark pops his head through Jane's lab doors. It's more like every other Tuesday. Whatever the reason, it doesn't really matter. He's the boss...sort of.

Dirt In the Skirt- crossover with A League of Their Own. Darcy plays for the Peaches and meets Captain America.

But I'll be stumbling away (slowly learning that life is okay)-
 (Steve/Darcy) Darcy buys a vintage Captain America Comic book and is transported back in time to meet a skinny little guy with a big mouth. 

Montana
- (Steve/Darcy) Steve visits Darcy at her family's ranch in Montana. Friends to lovers.

the random and the ridiculous- a collaboration project with Katy where we turn our ridiculous conversations into fics. 

'cause we are fires in the night- (Steve/Bucky/Darcy) Banter, feels, smut. I am sooo addicted to writing banter. Steve being a smartass is my kryptonite.

this is as good a place to fall as any- (Steve/Darcy)Most of her work at S.H.I.E.L.D. involves paperwork and hacking into other government databases, not industrial espionage and getting to play Sydney Bristow.




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lullabies for superheroes (2176 words) by Merideath

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: The Avengers (2012), Thor (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Darcy Lewis & Steve Rogers, Jane Foster & Darcy Lewis, Phil Coulson & Darcy Lewis

Characters: Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers, Jane Foster (Marvel), Phil Coulson, Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton

Additional Tags: Kid Fic, Tumblr Ask Box Fic, Tropes, Community: trope_bingo, Baby Avengers, de-aged fic, Babysitting, pre Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers, Baby Steve Rogers, Kid Clint Barton, toddler Natasha Romanov, Bucky Bear
Summary:

When three of the Avengers are transformed into toddlers Darcy is called in to babysit. It's really not much different than caring for scientists. Well, there is far less crying involved.

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au: all-human

immortality / reincarnation

au: hooker / porn / stripper

in vino veritas / drunkfic

game night

genderswap

forced to marry

au: fantasy

mind control

au: other

au: circus

au: coffee shop

FREE

SPACE

holiday

de-aged

handcuffed / bound together

au: steampunk

kidfic

sharing a bed

road trip

time travel

telepathy / mindmeld

cross-dressing

poker/strip poker

celebratory kiss


SO the other day I signed up for a second Trope_Bingo card... I honestly don't know what I'm doing but the prompts are like crack and I love it . I just finished a kidfic or de-aged prompt which works for either of those two lines, but I honestly have no idea what to do for the rest of the prompts, I love the idea of trying to write steampunk. I've written a few drabbles with a steampunk theme but that was ages ago. So so many things I want to write. EEP.



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au: circusslaveficau: historicalsnowed inforced to marry
accidental baby acquisitionroad tripde-agedcross-dressingholiday
time travelmistletoe kissFREE

SPACE
food pornsecret twin / doppelganger
wingficvirginfic / secretly a virginalpha / beta / omegasoul bonding / soulmateshandcuffed/bound together
au: neighborsaccidental marriageau: were/vamp/supernaturalsecret childmind control



by: [personal profile] merideath
fandoms: Avengers
tropes: slavefic, road trip, mistletoe kiss,virgin fic/secretly a virgin, accidental marriage


Fic: the way you hold your knife (Avengers, Steve/Darcy/Bucky, Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis, James 'Bucky' Barnes, slavefic)
summary/preview: On paper the assignment looked simple—get in, get the vial of serum, and get out again. Cut and dried no big deal. Until you read the small print and the details of the party that would be the way in. She wasn’t alone thankfully, but she wasn’t sure if that make things better or a hell of a lot worse. First, there was Captain America, Steve Rogers, The Star Spangled Man with a Plan—or at least a very shiny shield. Then there was Sergeant James “Bucky” Barnes, former Winter Soldier and newly recovered amnesiac.
content notes: no archive warnings apply, mild sexual content

Fic: I keep the ends out for the tie that binds (Avengers, Steve/Darcy, Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis, Clint Barton, accidentally married)
summary/preview: Junior Agent Darcy Lewis is about 112% this assignment was a bogus way to get her, Agent Barton and Captain Rogers out of S.H.I.E.L.D. HQ. Why else would they be sent out in the middle of the Nevada desert? Really they didn't cause that much chaos in the tower. Honest. OK so maybe the assignment's not so bogus when they actually stumble upon a compound filled with archaic Hydra weapons and maybe kinda end up stealing government files and setting fire to said compound. Really it could happen to anyone, right? Now Clint wont stop singing Johnny Cash, Captain America is wearing his unimpressed face and Darcy really doesn't want to get fired. They are rattling down the highway in a car riddled with bullet holes and one flat tire.
content notes: no archive warnings apply

Fic: and that laugh that wrinkles your nose, it touches my foolish heart (Avengers, Steve/Darcy, Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis, Jane Foster, a few other characters pop up, mistletoe kiss)
summary/preview: New Year's Eve party at Stark Tower, Darcy is dressed as WWII Wonder Woman, Steve is just dressed in replica arm dress greens.
content notes: no archive warnings apply.

Fic: Last thing I remember, I was running for that door (Avengers, Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis, Phil Coulson, Darcy/Steve, road trip)
summary/preview: Darcy bit her lip and blinked but a few insubordinate tears tracked down the soot, sweat and ruined makeup on her face. She took a deep breath and squared her shoulders. She was not going to cry on the phone to her boss with Captain America sitting beside her. “Cap’s with me. I jacked a car; we’re over the bridge, headed north. Cap’s bleeding from a GSW. I don’t know how badly. It looks bad. They were after him. We got separated from the others. They knew Steve was Captain America. I am not prepared for this. It was just supposed to be Jane getting an award. I’m not finished with my training yet. What the hell happened back there?”

“Put the Captain of the phone Probationary Agent Lewis. We’ll talk about your hotwiring abilities and addiction to procedural dramas another time.” Coulson replied dryly.
content notes: no archive warnings apply. M rating, Steve is bleeding from a gunshot wound, though not graphic Darcy does have to clean the wound.

Fic: I've been careless with a delicate man (Avengers, Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis, Clint Barton, Phil Coulson, Steve/Darcy, virgin fic/secretly a virgin)
summary/preview: Darcy and Steve suffer mutual mortification everytime they meet.
content notes: no archive warnings apply

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EDIT: all the fics are complete and posted to AO3 now.


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the way you hold your knife (2965 words) by Merideath
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Avengers (2012), Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Darcy Lewis, James "Bucky" Barnes/Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers
Characters: Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes
Additional Tags: trope_bingo, AU, Community: trope_bingo, Tropes, slavefic
Summary:

This assignment was going to be a nightmare. Darcy blamed Coulson and Natasha and possibly Fury himself for assigning her to this stupid mission to make friends with a bunch of crazies who lived in a swamp, and steal a vial of possible super soldier serum. Yay for alliteration, but really who lives in a swamp with real live gators and throws parties that would make Hugh Hefner jealous?

On paper the assignment looked simple—get in, get the vial of serum, and get out again. Cut and dried no big deal. Until you read the small print and the details of the party that would be the way in. She wasn’t alone thankfully, but she wasn’t sure if that make things better or a hell of a lot worse. First, there was Captain America, Steve Rogers, The Star Spangled Man with a Plan—or at least a very shiny shield. Then there was Sergeant James “Bucky” Barnes, former Winter Soldier and newly recovered amnesiac.

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This fic utterly kicked my ass to write, but I did it and I got it done and now I only have one more prompt left on the row of my Trope_Bingo card. 

merideath: (Captain America)
 Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project-published, submitted, in progress, for your cat—whatever.


I have several WIPs at the moment, hopefully I will get a chance to work on one of them today, if not the writing will have to wait till tomorrow when I have the house to myself. The excepts are a bit more than six sentences but I thought it best you get a proper feel for the fics I’m working on.

 

The first fic for the-yellow-ranger based on one of her Steve/Darcy graphics. I haven’t written much more than this and it’s a bit darker than my usual fluffy fic.

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‘Help me,’ the girl whispers, lip trembling as she tilts her head back to look up at the sky,  her eyes are dark, pupils dilated so wide they appear black with only the  thinnest ring of silvery blue.  ‘There should be rainbows,’ the girl murmurs forehead wrinkled, teeth scraping against her bottom lip.

‘What happened?’ he frowns looking down at her hands, her hands are torn up, wrists ringed in bruises and rubbed raw, nails ragged and torn. A small knife covered in blood is held loosely in her hands. She is covered in dirt; blood dripping from a wound hidden in her mass of darkly tangled hair, a ring of bruises wraps around her neck and disappears under the collar of her grey gown. The gown is covered in spatters of blood and a single bloody handprint, too large to belong to the girl.

‘I don’t remember,’ she whispers looking down at her hands, the knife falls with a clatter  beside her bare feet and she turns her hands palm up. Her palms are covered in drying blood.  ‘The needles, they hurt….so bright. They made me forget.  They took me away.’

‘Who did this to you? Who hurt you?’

‘I don’t remember.’

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the next WIP is for the slavefic prompt on my Trope_Bingo card. It’s Steve/Darcy/Bucky. They are undercover and Darcy is not impressed, luckily Bucky is.

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‘Not that I’m complaining, it’s wonderful being here in the swap, but weren’t you two meant to be on vacation? In fact can I go on vacation with you and not be here dressed like Dr. Frank-n-furter?’ Darcy grimaced bunching the red silk robe in her hands and glaring at her cleavage on display in the tight leather corset beneath it.

‘I don’t think your mother would approve of you being stuck in a cabin in the woods with two men for a week,’ Steve replied diplomatically, averting his gaze from Darcy as she adjusted the small blade hidden under her left breast with a frown. She shimmied a little, taking as deep a breath as the corset would allow before letting it drop to the floor.

‘I doubt my mother would care what the hell I do. They’re just breasts Steve, you can look, I’m pretty sure you’ve seen breasts before and there will be a hell of a lot worse at this shindig.’

‘But they are a spectacular set Lewis. Come and put your collar on kitten,’ Barnes grinned crookedly and held out the brushed metal collar in his gloved hands ‘and no claws.’

‘Fuck you Barnes.’

‘Anytime doll.’

Darcy narrowed her eyes, opening her mouth to speak when Bucky clipped the collar around her neck and Steve held up a length of silver chain and attached it to the collar.

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*whistles innocently*

merideath: (Default)
I have no idea what I'm doing here... well I do it's all [personal profile] meinterrupted  's fault :oP

I'll figure out how to do things, but I'm slow so be kind.

I write random fic, lately its been Steve/Darcy and the 6 stories are all on ao3 

I'm going to potter around and figure things out while I sip the last of my coffee.


EDIT: I have imported my LJ here... not that there is anything of interest there but some old fic. but hey ho. 

merideath: (Captain America)

b that would be me on AO3 and merideathislost on tumblr)

Darcy bit her lip and blinked but a few insubordinate tears tracked down the soot, sweat and ruined makeup on her face. She took a deep breath and squared her shoulders. She was not going to cry on the phone to her boss with Captain America sitting beside her. “Cap’s with me. I jacked a car; we’re over the bridge, headed north. Cap’s bleeding from a GSW. I don’t know how badly. It looks bad. They were after him. We got separated from the others. They knew Steve was Captain America. I am not prepared for this. It was just supposed to be Jane getting an award. I’m not finished with my training yet. What the hell happened back there?”

“Put the Captain of the phone Probationary Agent Lewis. We’ll talk about your hotwiring abilities and addiction to procedural dramas another time.” Coulson replied dryly.
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Darcy and Steve go on a road trip.

Words: 3618, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English



via AO3 works tagged ‘Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers’ here

merideath: (red riding hood)

Drabble Shuffle Challenge

1. Pick your fandom/couple/crossover

2. Turn on your music player and put it on shuffle (random)

3. Write a drabble inspired by the track playing.

4. Write ten drabbles for ten songs.

Author: Merigirl
Fandom: Avengers, Thor
Pairing: Darcy x Steve
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: the drabbles are connected and tell the story of Darcy being accidentally sent back in time by the tesseract and meeting Steve. 
Disclaimer: Don't own Steve, Darcy, Bucky, Phil or anyone in the Marvel Movie Universe. I'm just playing about trying to get my writing muse back. This took two days to get done but hey I wrote something.I’d blame fanmixes for my musical taste but really it’s always been eclectic. I played the song through before playing again to start writing. I wanted to get the feel of the song to pull story threads from my head to write down.



drabbles 6 - 10 )

merideath: (red riding hood)

Drabble Shuffle Challenge

1. Pick your fandom/couple/crossover

2. Turn on your music player and put it on shuffle (random)

3. Write a drabble inspired by the track playing.

4. Write ten drabbles for ten songs.

Author: Merigirl
Fandom: Avengers, Thor
Pairing: Darcy x Steve
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: the drabbles are connected and tell the story of Darcy being accidentally sent back in time by the tesseract and meeting Steve. 
Disclaimer: Don't own Steve, Darcy, Bucky, Phil or anyone in the Marvel Movie Universe. I'm just playing about trying to get my writing muse back. This took two days to get done but hey I wrote something.I’d blame fanmixes for my musical taste but really it’s always been eclectic. I played the song through before playing again to start writing. I wanted to get the feel of the song to pull story threads from my head to write down.

Drabbles 1- 5 )

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