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I tumblr’d, I fell Chapters: 80/80 Fandom: Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow Characters: Darcy Lewis, Brock Rumlow Additional Tags: Tumblr Prompts Series: Part 1 of Taserbones Tumblr Prompts & Tiny (Adorkable) Fics Summary:
A collection of taserbones stuff I've written 'cause people asked for it on tumblr:
-Revealing some spooky Taserbones fics for the fall-
Ch. 67: Sorry, We’re Cursed! Please Come Back The last customer paid at the register and departed with their--thankfully, unhexed--Edwardian locket. Darcy locked the door behind them and flipped the sign so it said Sorry, We’re Closed! She was glancing out the window at passerby when something rolled up against the edges of her feet. She looked down. A doll’s head with glassy, empty eyes. “Cut it out, Rumlow,” she told the demon. Darcy didn’t look back. She found that semi-ignoring him made him grumpy, which was fun for her. “Come on, Lewis,” he said, leaning against a china cabinet. He was being physically visible now, which took effort, she knew.  She rolled the doll’s head back towards him. It stopped at the toe of his thick, sturdy boot. “You’ll scare the customers,” she told him dryly. When she’d mistakenly brought him over with her aunt’s antique spirit board, it was in his final guise of Crossbones. So, the man leaning against a cabinet full of jadeite glassware was heavily scarred with burns and in dark tactical pants and a t-shirt. He reached casually into a pocket and brought out an apple, chewing it noisily. “Stealing my produce now?” she asked, going over to windex down the glass jeweler counter.
