#hawkshock

Thank you everyone who submitted prompts, thank you so much to everyone who responded to the prompts, I am super dooper overwhelmed! I initially thought I’d do fifty prompts at 250 words because it’d be about 12,500 words and that didn’t seem so bad. I didn’t get that many but there’s over thrice that number of words in fic on this list! So that worked out nicely!! :D Enjoy <3! I’ll be in my corner crashing so send hugs and nice thoughts and fic recommendations for me while I recover.

1. Bedtime Reunion - Wintershock (Darcy Lewis/Bucky Barnes) for @bloomsoftly (E)

2. Tosca and Cheese Fries - Tasertorch (Darcy Lewis/Johnny Storm) for @anais-ninja-bitch (T)

3. Sleeping Dragons Need Espresso - Shieldshock (Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers) for @wahwahwaffles (T)

With Thor additions - https://ragwitch.tumblr.com/post/170499924911/yay-prompt-im-terrible-at-prompts

4. A Waking Up Thing - Taserbite (Darcy Lewis/Natasha Romanov) for @paranoidwino (T)

5. Tea Service - Taserbite (Darcy Lewis/Natasha Romanov) for @ficsandteamakemehappy (G)

6. Wallace - Wintershock (Darcy Lewis/Bucky Barnes) for @sachertortes (G)

7. A Mandatory Vacation - Darcy Lewis/Heimdall/Sif for @belladonnaprince (T)

8. Welcome Home - Wintershieldshock (Darcy Lewis/Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers) for @sailorhufflepuff (E)

9. Idiots Guide to Flirting - Firedickshock (Johnny Storm/Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow) for @zephrbabe (E)

10. Secret Weapon - Sciencebabes (Darcy Lewis/Jane Foster) for @rosiedeplume (G)

11. Missing and Kissing - Shieldshock (Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers) for @glynnisi (E)

12. Just Pretending - Shieldshock (Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers) for @justagirlfromcharleston (E)

13. Bubble Bath for Wolverine - Clawshock (Darcy Lewis/Logan)  for @georgiagirlagain (M)

14. Winter’s Soldier - Wintershock (Darcy Lewis/Bucky Barnes) for @quadradaz (G)

15. Don’t F*ck It Up - Taserbones (Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow) for @ibelieveinturtles (E)

16. Introduce Yourself - Darcy Lewis/Johnny Storm/Bucky Barnes for @phoenix-173 (T)

17. Hey, Handsome - Wintershock (Darcy Lewis/Bucky Barnes) for @fanfic-bookworm (G)

18. Curse of the Boyfriend Sweater - Quicktaser (Darcy Lewis/Pietro Maximoff) for @dresupi (G)

19. Care and Feeding of Mermaids - Shieldshock (Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers) for Anon (G)

20. The Dark and Lovely Woods - Wintershieldshock (Darcy Lewis/Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers) for @brasspistol (T)

21. Nooner on the Beach - Scott Lang/Darcy Lewis/Clint Barton for @bylillian (E)

22. Love Hacks - Ironshock (Darcy Lewis/Tony Stark) for @wheresarizona (T)

23. Snuggling for Cold - Tasertricks (Darcy Lewis/Loki) for @amidtheflowers (G)

24. Love at First Sight or Bang A Gong (Get It On) - Shieldshock (Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers) for @widow-made-me-do-it (T)

25. Soapbox Derby - Tasertricks (Darcy Lewis/Loki) for @artemisgarden (G)

26. Sweet Heat - Darcy Lewis/Wanda Maximoff/Steve Rogers for @typhoidmeri (G)

27. Coffee Shop Con-Artist - Shieldshock (Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers) for @refraindrops (G)

28. Inconvenient Attraction - Winterhawkshock (Darcy Lewis/Bucky Barnes/Clint Barton) for @caitriona-3 (E)

29. Goodnight Kiss - Wintershock (Darcy Lewis/Bucky Barnes) for @nefariousinkblot (M)

30. The Point of The Kitten Bowl - Wintershock (Darcy Lewis/Bucky Barnes) for @dixiedolittle (G)

31. A Little Love - Darcy Lewis/Sam Winchester for @chocolategate (E)

32.  Thrifter Grifter - Darcy Lewis/Peter Quill for @tinydear (G)

33. Trash Heap - Hawkshock (Darcy Lewis/Clint Barton) for @labelleizzy

34. Value and Hue - Wintershock (Darcy Lewis/Bucky Barnes) for @80daysofunsaidthings (G)

35. Ms. Fix-it - Wintershieldshock (Darcy Lewis/Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers) for @ahandafootahead (G)

Hey, lovelies! VDC here! I’ll be taking Darcyland prompts again this weekend. I’m posting the list here for inspiration, but if you’ve got another prompt you’re just dying to have written, send it my way! OT3+ welcome and encouraged, so don’t be shy! The dirtier, the kinkier, the better- and remember: You must be 18+ to prompt.

The Kinks:

ABO

Accent Kink

After An Injury

Against The Wall

Almost Getting Caught

Blindfolds

Bondage

Break Up/Make Up Sex

Breath Play

By The Fire

Calming The Others Anger (with sex)

Casual Sex

Chair Sex

CLUSTERFUCK aka Orgy. Giant. Fucking. Orgy

Comfort Sex

Creative Punishments

Creative Sexual Positions

Cross-Dressing

Cum Play

Daddy Kink

Desperate Sex

Dirty Talk

Discovering Boundaries

Dom/sub

Double Penetration

Drunk

Dry Humping/Frottage

Exhibitionism

Fight Sex

Filming Themselves

First Time

Fisting

Flirting

Food Play

Foreign Language Kink

Fully Clothed

Gags

Getting Caught (Masturbating)

Getting Caught (Sex)

Grudge Fucking

Gun Play

Hair Pulling

Humiliation Kink

I Love You

In A Really Dirty Place

In The Bath/Shower

In The Dark (With Or Without Torch)

In/By A Swimming Pool

Inappropriate Location

Incubi/Succubi

Kissing

Loud Sex/Knowing Someone Can Hear

Masturbation

Medical Play

Middle Of The Night Sex

Mirror

Morning Sex

Needy, Clingy Sex

No Foreplay

No Speaking

Not Usual Clothing/Dress Up

Office Sex

On The Sofa

Oral Sex

Outdoors

Pain/Sensation Play

Pet Play

Phone Sex

Piercings

Plugs

Power Kink

Priest Kink

Prostitution

Pushing Boundaries

Quickies

Really Rough Sex (Feral/Primal)

Restrained Sex

Rimming

Road Head

Role Play

Romantic Evening

Sex Game

Sex Machine

Sex Marathon

Sex On A Bus

Sex On A Train

Sex Toys

Silly, Giggly Sex

Size Kink

Skinny Dipping

Skype/Web Cam Sex

Smutty, Sloppy, Dirty Sex

Spanking

Spontaneous Sex

Surprise Sex

Teasing

Trying Something New

Voyeurism (Accidental)

Voyeurism (Intentional)

Okay, so this would totally be a 5+1 fic. Femslash, KateBishop/Darcy Lewis

Even though Kate totally rocks purple and it is her favoritecolor, she’s suddenly developed a new appreciation for pink when she noticesDarcy Lewis around the tower sporting various items and accessories in bright,vibrant pink.

1.      Pink Converse

2.      Pink Lipstick

3.      Pink Nail Polish

4.      Pink Bikini

5.      Pink Evening Gown

+1. Kate finally gets up the nerveto invite Darcy back to her place so she can find out what else about Darcy islovely and pink.

In this one, Darcy’s recently lost her job, her lease is up, and she’s at a crossroads. So when her aunt decides to spend a couple months helping out her daughter who just had twins, Darcy agrees to go house/pet sit for a bit. The place is nothing like she’s used to, but it’s surprisingly easy to find her groove and soon enough she miraculously lands herself a real job in town. But a couple weeks into her stay when the family dog picks a fight with a porcupine, she finds herself meeting the local vet, one Clint Barton: former vet and current town fair archery champ for five years running.

Yeah, he’s a little rough around the edges but damn is he just so sincere with every animal and person she sees him with. And the way his smile crinkles, and his goofy laugh rings out, and his voice rumbles does things to her heart that Darcy hadn’t been expecting. 

Unfortunately, the idiot thinks he’s no good for her. 

But since he’s not actually that much older than her. And since he still makes her laugh despite trying to keep her at arm’s length. And since even when he’s arguing with her it feels more genuine and respectful than any of her actual relationships. And since she’s starting to see herself sticking around far longer than anyone ever expected her to. She decides to prove him wrong.

Luckily, the town fair is around the corner and Darcy’s signed up for the archery contest. Making a simple wager was inevitable. And she’s not about to admit she’s got a former olympic archer roommate’s teachings giving her the edge. 

Clint never had a shot.

Darcy was tempted to argue with him, but continued rubbing the foaming soap and hydrogen peroxide mixture into the areas that were hard to reach despite his crazy flexibility. 

“Really,” Clint continued, furiously scrubbing bubbles and soap up and down his arms. “It’s the only excuse for my shit luck and stumbling into a freaking skunk in Brooklyn.”

She snorted, shifted her face mask back up to it’s proper position, and began scrubbing between his shoulder blades. While Tony probably had some antidote that would have gotten rid of eau de skunk in no time, Clint had decided his ego couldn’t handle the price that day. So there they were, crammed into his shower, she fully clothed and covered in gloves, mask, and apron, while they scrubbed every inch of him to get rid of the terrible smell. 

“Fine,” he muttered. “A skunk in Brooklyn isn’t that big a stretch, but you gotta weigh it with everything else.”

“Uh huh,” she said patting his head, the movement emphasized by her rubber gloves and the squish of bubbles in his hair.

“There was the galactic slime last week. Then whatever that bird dropped me into on our trip to Nilfheim.”

She kept rubbing the sponge across his skin, moving to ribs and sides.

“Don’t forget the body-encompassing goo Tony forgot to mention before I fell into it in his lab last year. And whatever the hell that tribble exploded into last month.”

Darcy kept rubbing bubbles into his skin, not able to resist repeatedly going over the one spot that made him twitch, still ticklish despite all his training. He shot her a glare over his shoulder, aware of what she was doing. When she shrugged and waggled her brows to compensate for the fact he couldn’t see her smile, he focused back on furiously scrubbing his chest and stomach, continuing with his list.

“I’d feel like an extra in Ghostbusters but it’s not just weird substances.”

He’d became more involved in his diatribe, hands gesturing and bubbles flying onto the walls, so Darcy crouched to start on his right leg.

“Somehow Steve locked me into that vault last year. I’m the one the robotic King Kong decided needed to be the damsel that one time.”

She couldn’t help a giggle and ignored Clint’s huff, instead silently directing him to balance on one leg so she could get his whole foot clean. 

“While I know Tony wanted me to get trapped in that tree during the jungle mission, I still don’t don’t how it happened. And let’s not forget the cherry on the freaking cake, somehow I got stuck in that corn maze that one time.”

Darcy paused, looking up at her boyfriend hoping her eyes seemed more sympathetic than amused. “Clint, everyone gets lost in corn mazes.”

“Not carnies from Iowa!” He flung his hands out, posturing like a bubbled god, covered entirely covered in foam except for his left leg. And she lost it. She let herself fall backwards out of the shower to curl into a ball as she giggled on the bathroom floor. 

“No sympathy,” Clint mumbled to himself and finally began scrubbing his other leg. “See if I ever confide in you again about how the supernatural is out to get me.” 

AHHHH YAYAYYYYY!! I love this pairing! Hope you enjoy <3

10. ’This an actual haunted house! I thought you meant the kind with actors!’ 

Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Clint Barton

Rating: T for language

“This is an actual haunted house, Darce! I thought you meant the kind with actors!” Clint said, freezing on the crumbling stone walkway leading to the decrepit old victorian sprawling over the property. Elaborate cut-wood trim lined the pointed roofs and wrap-around-porch, toothy and jagged where pieces had broken away. The paint job was faded and peeling and Clint couldn’t decide if it had started sky blue or brick red but by this light it was managing ‘scary movie soot gray.’

Darcy stood, one foot on the first step and looked up at the beams of the porch roof, nose wrinkling thoughtfully. At least there weren’t spiderwebs everywhere, Clint could say that much.

“Why would we go to one of those?” she asked.

“Uhhhh…cause it’s Halloween weekend? That’s what people do?”

“But this is so…” she spread her arms out cheerfully, “Authentic.”

The front door creaked for no apparent reason and Clint could have sworn he saw the house sway to the left.

“That’s my problem, yeah,” he muttered to himself.

“Come on,” Darcy said grinning. “We’re just gonna camp out and hold hands while the floorboards creak. The police already took the body out of the wall for testing.”

Ohhhhh you found my weakness! I may be saving this first one for something original in November now.

1. Hawkshock (Clint/Darcy)

Darcy’s been invited to the prestigious mountain side academy for magecraft, Avengers Tower. But surrounded by talent like Jane who can map and shift the stars with her dreams, or natural battle mages like Steve and Bucky, or Natasha who can bend life and death with careful gestures, Darcy struggles to rise up to her own expectations and find her place in the school. Thankfully she can always find a quiet place to rest up in the aerie with Clint. She isn’t exactly sure what it is he studies, but the birds don’t seem to mind him and she knows she doesn’t either.

2. ShieldWitch (Steve/Wanda - I know they’re Scarlet America but *shrugs*)

Wanda Maximoff has left the city and the corrupted coven she grew up in after the mysterious disappearance of her brother Pietro. She only wants to practice privately, out in the hills on her own, but when a local coven tracks her down she can’t shake their interest in her. Especially not the interest of sweet but seemingly hapless coven leader Steve Rogers. But when dangerous signs start popping up around Wanda’s home, they point to the fact that she has not been released from her old coven as easily as she hoped. She made need the local coven’s help to keep her freedom. And Steve Rogers may not be half as hapless as he seems.

3.

Quicktaser (Pietro/Darcy) A little bit of a 300 Fox Way AU from The Raven Cycle books.

Darcy has grown up in a house full of witches. Tarot readings, psychic hotlines, herbal infusions, dream interpretations, astrological charts, and general bad omens (often predicted by her cousin Natasha.) But not once has she ever shown any penchant for magic aside. What she can do is charge the power a witch needs to do her best work.

What she can also do is stumble across the new coven of witches who have just moved into town. And they are unlike any witches she has ever met.

They are men.

And Pietro? He’s unlike anyone she’s ever met.

Darcy walked in her front door, shutting it with a harrumph and made her way to the bathroom, stripping as she went. It had been a long day of Tony and Jane and the neverending disagreement over the proper temperature setting for the communal lab space. She’d gone from frigid to sweltering more times than she wanted to think about, and was ready to take the longest of epic showers before telling Jarvis not to allow any interruptions and settling in for a murder mystery marathon.

Her pants didn’t make it past the living room, her cardigan was off in her bedroom, and her shirt was halfway off when she caught sight of someone in the shower. She fell back with a scream, hitting the counter with her hips and losing her footing, socks sliding on the tile before she landed on her butt, arms akimbo and trapped in the fabric of her shirt.

“Hey Darce,” came a guilty whisper.

“Clinton Francis Barton, so help me-”

“I have a good reason, I swear!”

She glared as she struggled against her shirt, but she was well and truly stuck. With a chuckle, Clint untucked himself from his crouch and stepped over to help her.

“Not exactly what I was expecting when I hoped to get you out of your clothes tonight.”

“Is that your reason for hiding in my shower?” Her voice was muffled as he was helping her lean forward so he could finally get the fabric loose from her shoulders and elbows. But he didn’t answer her question, so she poked him in his ribs.

“I require an explanation.”

He sighed and hunkered down to squat in front of her.

“Fury’s been promising favors again.”

“Okay, then I get the hiding, but what makes you think my shower is gonna keep you safe?”

“Eh, it’s cleaner than mine,” he answered with a shrug. “And since bathrooms have more privacy protocols it’s less likely that Jarvis would rat me out.”

Darcy leaned her head back against the cabinet with a sigh.

“I worry about my mental health that I understand that rationale and accept it. What’s Fury been pimping you guys out for this time? Social appearances? Charity fundraisers?”

“From what I could gather, it was a ‘quick’ security detail for some European ambassador who promised us the use of his country for training missions.”

She squinted down her nose at him, not bothering to lift her head.

“Doesn’t sound too bad.”

“No, but I don’t wanna get caught after what happened to Steve last month.”

The reminder of that story alone had her cackling. Admittedly, it could have been worse, but it seemed wrong on some level for an American icon to be promised as a date to a sorority formal because the leader of a government organization had gotten a hankering for Chipotle right when it closed.

“See! That. That’s why I’m hiding. I’d have to go through with whatever it was and you would give me no sympathy.”

His sullen tone did nothing to stop her giggles, and he gave an exaggerated pout and sigh.

“Fine, how about this,” she forced out between snickers. “I’m gonna take a shower, and you’re gonna go bake the brownie mix I have on the counter. Then we’ll talk about me letting you hide out here and make-up for scaring me and possibly bruising my tailbone.”

“Does this making up involve nakedness?”

She rolled her eyes and batted him away so she could have enough room to sit up.

“It involves you being a warm, snuggly pillow for me while zone out in front of the TV. And maybe later on I’ll let you talk me out of my pajamas.”

His quick grin had her feeling fractionally better already as he held out his hands to help her off the floor.