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“Go Petunias?” Darcy asks as she pulls the pink t-shirt  over her head. She pushes her glasses back on and the world comes into focus.


“My niece’s little league soccer team,” Jensen murmurs face down on the pillows.


villainess (Darcy, Steve)


“Oh, please you can stop with the name, rank and serial number biz, Captain. I really don’t care,” Darcy says, examining the nail polish on her right hand. “Damn I scuffed a nail.”


it's so fluffy (Steve/Darcy, minions)


In which the good Captain is kidnapped by matchmaking minions and ends up with a date. Blame lostdaemon



Oh, Katy and I posted chapter three of and you know you're going to fall and have been busy working on chapter 4, which I should be working on now but I'm making this post instead. There is also a fanmix and the recipe for Darcy’s Red Velvet Brownies.


The Indy fic (it's not the years, honey, it's the mileage) grew a second chapter from Steve's pov, it needs to be beta'd but once it is ship shape I will post it. I have been reliably informed that no body minds that it ups the rating quite a bit. Porn!


I started on a Peggy ficlet yesterday but then my brain got the worst of me, man I hate crying, but I'm doing better today so hopefully more writing will occur (White Rabbit or Rush verse). 


I haven't worked on any other wips recently, though I dusted up and tidied a few older fics on ao3 and still need to do that to the rest of Pie verse (Chapter 6 is tidy now). It felt as if I hadn't written very much but looking at the list above it's a fair bit of posted stories.  I did pick at Rush verse a few times in the past month but then I got hit by the Indy verse plotbunny that would not lay down and die as I asked it to. Very politely I might add. I can totally do polite. Sometimes. 


“Go Petunias?” Darcy asks as she pulls the pink t-shirt  over her head. She pushes her glasses back on and the world comes into focus.


“My niece’s little league soccer team,” Jensen murmurs face down on the pillows.


villainess (Darcy, Steve)


“Oh, please you can stop with the name, rank and serial number biz, Captain. I really don’t care,” Darcy says, examining the nail polish on her right hand. “Damn I scuffed a nail.”


it's so fluffy (Steve/Darcy, minions)


In which the good Captain is kidnapped by matchmaking minions and ends up with a date. Blame lostdaemon



Oh, Katy and I posted chapter three of and you know you're going to fall and have been busy working on chapter 4, which I should be working on now but I'm making this post instead. There is also a fanmix and the recipe for Darcy’s Red Velvet Brownies.


The Indy fic (it's not the years, honey, it's the mileage) grew a second chapter from Steve's pov, it needs to be beta'd but once it is ship shape I will post it. I have been reliably informed that no body minds that it ups the rating quite a bit. Porn!


I started on a Peggy ficlet yesterday but then my brain got the worst of me, man I hate crying, but I'm doing better today so hopefully more writing will occur (White Rabbit or Rush verse). 


I haven't worked on any other wips recently, though I dusted up and tidied a few older fics on ao3 and still need to do that to the rest of Pie verse (Chapter 6 is tidy now). It felt as if I hadn't written very much but looking at the list above it's a fair bit of posted stories.  I did pick at Rush verse a few times in the past month but then I got hit by the Indy verse plotbunny that would not lay down and die as I asked it to. Very politely I might add. I can totally do polite. Sometimes. 

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Rose Red (Darcy/Bucky Fairytale AU)


In a cabin in the woods lives two sisters. One cold winter's night there is a booming knocking upon the door.


A retelling of the fairytale 'Snow White and Rose Red'.


and you know you're going to fall (Darcy/Colin Chapter 2 updated)


Fresh out of college, Darcy Lewis lands a shiny new job in Boston, Mass. The day she moves into her new apartment, she runs into Colin Shea: cop, gorgeous, funny, and a bit of a jackass. A jackass that just so happens to the next door neighbor she may or may not be stealing WiFi from.


Colorado Red


Darcy/Steve) mechanic au ficlet


Roswell part III


The continuing saga of the Roswell fusion verse. 


we use the weapons we have


A Peggy Carter drabble. All the feels on this one.



I didn't write as much as I had wanted to in January. But I did manage to bang out a decent amount of words despite my head not always being the best place. This morning I posted a red riding hood au, which was just shy of making it into January's posting. It did get written in January though so it is worth mentioning here. 


I also worked on a few of my WIPs, sadly they are nowhere near ready to post. But I did work on them (Rush, Lay That Pistol Down, and White Rabbit) and I shall take that as a win. 

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 A Peggy Carter drabble. 

Awhile ago on tumblr there was a post asking for fic of all the Marvel Ladies and red lipstick. This tiny little scene popped into my head for Peggy but I couldn't make anything else work. But this, despite it making me sad, turned out better than I could hope for. 

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The metal tube of lipstick twists in her hand and with a practiced flick, the powder compact opens in her palm.

Lipstick is scarce in the war, but it is one of the few perks to working for the SSR. The lipstick glides in a thick layer on her parted lips. Red and waxy. It is not the color of blood, but the red of poppies and Christmas.

The color of paint on a round shield.

For a moment, Peggy imagines the weight of it dragging her down. She presses her lips together and smiles at her reflection. The smile is sharp-edged and brittle, fading before it reaches her eyes. Her mouth a red slash against the pale of her skin.  A wound that refuses to heal.

There will be no tears today.

There are no more tears left to shed.

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 “Sup, Cap?” Darcy says, barely looking up as she types rapidly on her laptop.  It’s late in the evening but if she doesn’t get Jane’s notes finished...well, she really doesn’t want to think about the consequences. Jane may be small but she is a force to be reckoned with when she isn’t distracted by science or stacked demigods.

"I heard you had a date last night," Steve says casually as he pulls a bottle of beer out of the fridge.
 

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The following is a little list of all the fic I wrote last month... or rather fics I wrote and collaborations with Katy. We are kinda awesome as a team and managed to post two ficlets for Random and Ridiculous.


I hadn't realized I had written and posted as much as I have done. Stories that I'm really quite pleased with. Mostly right now I'm procrastinating as words aren't my friends today or at least my WIPs aren't playing ball and my muse is ignoring me trying to bribe her. Anyway my list...



this is as good a place to fall as any: 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. (Steve/Darcy, smut)


if you bring the water:  Darcy and Steve conspire to cut Bucky's hair. He isn't impressed. Banter and UST ensue. (Steve, Darcy, Bucky with a side of Darcy/Bucky UST)


lipstick: He sees her mark everywhere. Graphic can be found here. (Steve, UST)


truth (a random and ridiculous story by Katy and me): Steve is suffering the side effects after Loki puts a spell on him. He spills a lot of truth tea. (Steve&Darcy and all of the UST)


fever when you hold me tightSome days working in the labs is actually almost fun. There's an endless supply of decent coffee, better music and all the best toys to play with. Other days involve alarms blaring and Avengers busting through walls.Today Darcy finds herself swept off her feet. Literally. She isn't terribly sure if that's a good thing or not. (Steve/Darcy, the one with the sex pollen, tactile!Steve and no actual sex...yup you heard that right.)


french fry (A random and ridiculous story by Katy and me): Would you like fries with that? (Steve/Darcy)



 

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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.