#darcynat

Guys? I've worked two years on this thing.

Darcy Lewis / Natasha Romanov is, as you well know, my favourite pairing so, of course, I had to stop every project I'm working on to deliver this one.

It's M rated, it's Dark, there are some horror elements and there's also a tiny tiny attempt at smut (barely 20 words, I'm such a puritan when it comes to writing smut, go figure!), but it's got fluff and angst and Friends being only friends, so that's awesome!

I've tried so hard to deliver something you would enjoy, and I hope you do.

Title/Link: Family Obligations. 

Word Count: 1k Fandom: MCU; Thor Movies.  Ship: Darcy Lewis/Natasha Romanoff.  Characters: Darcy Lewis; Natasha Romanoff; Clint Barton; Jane Foster.  Warnings/Raiting: No Warnings Apply. Gen. Tags: Alternate Universe - No Powers; Alternate Universe - College/University; Talks of fake/pretend dating; before Nat just asks Darcy out for real; Fluff; pining Darcy; Pains of family gatherings; Holiday Gatherings.

Summary:

“Because if I go to this family gathering single,” Darcy mutters into the book, “She and aunt Madeline will badger me about being single and why I can’t keep a partner. And then spend the evening pointing out why my cousin Caroline is superior to me, because she has a fiance and she's built like a model, while I’m short and constantly stuffing my face with uncle Joshua’s homemade pecan apple pie. Which of course I’m gonna stuff my face with it, because he only makes it around the Holidays, AND it’s the legitimate only thing that man can make without accidentally poisoning you or burning it and the kitchen down.”

Or, some Darcy/Nat fake pretend relationship to fool the relatives.

So... I have written a thing??

It’s a Darcynat and I’m not sharing anything else because the people this thing is going to are reading this and I need it to be a surprise.

Want to help me? Please hit me up.

Ooooh, me likey this! Thank you for sending your prompt, Nonny!Unfortunately, it didn’t come out very fluffy. I do however love this prompt so I will maaaaybe in the future go back to this. 

Darcyland femslash prompts - Day 2Requested by: anonPrompt: Darcy x Natasha - Werewolf Darcy

The thing about having a werewolf in the family was that nothing much changed. If at all. 

Darcy was not, actually, much worse than Bruce when he had a bad day (or one of the girls on PMS, Tony caustically reasoned). 

She was a bit stronger, and furrier, somehow fluffier, even, but she was also a very controlled wolf, albeit a very playful one.

However, Wolf Darcy was a separate entity from Human Darcy, and had an extremely long memory. And was very touchy. And held grudges. All the grudges.

So, whenever the full moon was about to rise, Clint and Tony were the very first to leave Darcy’s rooms. Interestingly enough, so would Bruce (according to him, the Other Guy had flashbacks of Fenris and tried to headbutt the much softer and weaker Darcy multiple times).

Steve, Bucky and Thor could totally wrestle with Darcy and win with no difficulty whatsoever, but were sympathetic to the girl’s plea and usually left her be.

“I really don’t understand, okay?” complained Tony to Steve once he was out of the room. “I made one joke about the petrifying urine - just the one - and here I am, in the dog house. Or outside of it,” he frowned. Clint snickered. Steve just sighed, as if trying to summon more patience.

“If you’re done being children, you can leave and let us sleep some, yes?” Natasha’s voice was mocking and patronizing, and Tony twitched.

Excuse them. “Let us sleep, what do you mean, let yo-” Oh. The words died in his throat. 

On a pile of messy sheets and pillows, happily wagging her tail belly up, was the horse size wolf, her tongue lolling out her mouth and over her very sharp teeth.

And with her hands in the mahogany fur, scratching happily under the wolf’s chin, was Natasha, in a very fuzzy looking and pink pyjamas, looking extremely pleased.

That was new.

“I have questions,” was the only thing that came out.

Darcy’s tail stopped and her left brown eye stared him down.

“We’ll let you be,” interrupted Steve, steering the rest of the Avengers out.

“Have fun,” Tony grumbled.

A loud, happy bark almost made him jump.

“We will!”

Name: plutosrose

Card number: 005

Title: Another Round

Square filled: N3 - Free Square

Ship: Darcy Lewis/Natasha Romanoff

Warnings/triggers: Sexual Harassment, First Time, Hook-Up

Rating: E

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/37516768

Awww I think this was done before, but before today I never tried soulmates and I love the trope so YES. YES. Hopefully, I won’t mess up. Also... it... well, it’s long.

Darcyland Femslash Prompts - 13Pairing: Darcy/NatashaPrompt: soulmates

When it happened, it was a total surprise.

‘I’ll take some milk with mine, thank you’ was not what the future Leader of the World wanted on their collarbone, to be frank.

And it wasn’t that she hadn’t tried either… well, let’s just say that Darcy had given a lot of shots at the barista, coffee shop, tea shop and even Italian coffee parlors worker profession in her life. 

oh! oh oh oh I love this idea!!And I’m so late so yeah, let’s give it a try!

Darcyland Femslash Prompts - 12Pairing: Darcy/NatashaPrompt: simultaneous proposal.

Despite popular belief, Natasha sucked at cooking. She knew just enough to pass as a young, inexperienced girl and what she knew almost exclusively amounted to how to poison somebody without alerting the police before vanishing.

It wasn’t a problem, per se. The Tower had a direct access to JARVIS approved caterers and her girlfriend actually loved to cook, so Natasha hadn’t seen the point to learn the skill, at all.

In hindsight, as she struggled with the third set of instructions for the Lasagna that involved the use of a whole cup of ‘besciamella’ and three parts of ‘ragù’, she should have given it a chance before trying a fully homemade meal.

Darcy arrived just as the lasagna was cooling on the counter, looking tired and harried. “Hi, Nat. We still game for the movie marathon, right? I just had the mo-” She took one look at the state of the kitchen and did a double take. “What the-Wha- Natasha, what?”

The spy chuckled sheepishly. “Don’t worry, I’ll clean it up. Go get some comfy pants, you.” 

Darcy nodded slowly. “Okay... Love you.”

‘Movies’ and the usual comfort was the best way to spend the evening, but for the whole dinner, the box in Natasha’s pocket burned. She was sure of what she was about to do, Darcy and she had been going out for years and had moved in together six months ago, they were basically married.

Still, her hands felt clammy and she could only half concentrate on the conversation. Not that Darcy was doing any better, for she kept twitching distractedly and forgetting what they were talking about. Tony must have done a number on her at work. She resolved to chew him out later. 

“So... movie?” she prompted at the end, when it was clear that focusing just wasn’t happening. Darcy jolted from the seat as if electrocuted. “Sure, sure, let me...” and she turned to tinker with their DVDs cabinet. Why she insisted they kept one she’d never understand, but then again, Darcy never complained about the knives either.

It’s now or never, she thought, dropping on one knee and taking the box from behind her back.

“Darcy-”“Natasha-” They both stopped.

Darcy turned.

For about ten seconds, they both stared, wide-eyed, at the twin boxes in their hands, uncomprehendingly. Then Darcy squealed. And Natasha was still staring because she had considered many scenarios, including rejection and a scary one where Darcy asked her to go back to friends, but never in her mid she had considered her girlfriend would...

“YES! Natasha, YES! Of course I’ll marry you!” And it was watching her love kneel before her too, both on the floor, that made her realize this was actually happening.