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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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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*