(One more because i secretly hope you'll like one of these): Darcy x Clint; Darcy works in a bridal shop. Clint is the maid of honor, but Darcy thinks he's the groom. She is torn between kissing him and kicking his ass when he hits on her.
Darcy couldnât help the rage that flashed across her face before she shoved her retail mask in place. It was only a brief moment, but the guy definitely caught it, visibly froze, and leaned away.
âDid I say something wrong? Because I thought we were kind of flowing with the jokes about pizza and showing you pictures of my dog?â
She wasnât sure he meant to end on a question, but his voice had definitely gone up an octave when he finished talking. And it didnât help smooth her temper at all. Yes, she tried to be friendly with all customers for the sake of her paycheck, but damn it. She really had been flowing with him and she knew better. Now she wasnât sure if she was really angry with him or herself.Â
âClint,â the bride all but purred as she suddenly appeared at his elbow. âDonât be an idiot. Well, you are one, just not about that. She thinks youâre the groom.â
âWhat?!â he practically yelled, looking frantically between Darcy and the stunning redhead next to him. âWhy?â
âUh,â Darcy paused, not sure why he would be upset at the idea of being with the gorgeous woman. âYouâre kind of here with a bride and I donât know many men who are this actively involved in dress shopping unless theyâre the reason for it.â
He stepped away from both of them to flail his arms at them, the room, and everything in general it seemed.
âIâm the maid of honor!â
âOh.â
âSheâs like my sister!â
âOkay.â
âIâm not the groom!â
âYeah, got that now.â
âI would never marry her!âÂ
Darcy looked at the woman, noting that she didnât seem to take any offense if her too-knowing-for-comfort smile was anything to go by. But it never paid to have scenes in the shop, so she tried to bring the freak out to a close.
âI feel like this might be getting a bit personal here.â
âRight. Okay.â Clintâs voice finally stopped climbing to a higher range and he took a deep breath.Â
The bride, who Darcy now remembered was named Natasha, sent them another cat-ate-the-canary grin, patted his shoulder, and sauntered back to the dresses.
âSo...â he said, before letting out a strangled chuckle and rubbing the back of his neck. âGlad to know it wasnât me. Or my pick-up line.â
âOh, no, donât get me wrong, your pick up line was terrible.â
âUh...â
âBut your enthusiasm is now appreciated. And now that I know youâre not the groom, we can continue to flow later at dinner.â
He visibly perked up and she couldnât help the flutter her heart gave at the clear excitement on his stupidly handsome face.
âWhere youâll tell me all about how you became the maid of honor to a woman youâre clearly terrified of.â
His expression shifted a bit to embarrassed, but it didnât dim the smile he gave her.
âRight? Like, I love her, but I feel like she might eat me alive sometimes.â
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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 Iâd do fifty prompts at 250 words because itâd be about 12,500 words and that didnât seem so bad. I didnât get that many but thereâs over thrice that number of words in fic on this list! So that worked out nicely!! :D Enjoy <3! Iâll be in my corner crashing so send hugs and nice thoughts and fic recommendations for me while I recover.
Hey, lovelies! VDC here! Iâll be taking Darcyland prompts again this weekend. Iâm posting the list here for inspiration, but if youâve got another prompt youâre just dying to have written, send it my way! OT3+ welcome and encouraged, so donât be shy! The dirtier, the kinkier, the better- and remember: You must be 18+ to prompt.
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, sheâs 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.
(Yes, I went there. I make noapologies. Â Sometimes the obvious jokesare the best jokes.)
So @jehanneargentee wanted Clint/Darcy title âHope and Arrowsâ
In this one, Darcyâs recently lost her job, her lease is up, and sheâs 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 sheâs used to, but itâs 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, heâs 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 hadnât been expecting.Â
Unfortunately, the idiot thinks heâs no good for her.Â
But since heâs not actually that much older than her. And since he still makes her laugh despite trying to keep her at armâs length. And since even when heâs arguing with her it feels more genuine and respectful than any of her actual relationships. And since sheâs 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 Darcyâs signed up for the archery contest. Making a simple wager was inevitable. And sheâs not about to admit sheâs got a former olympic archer roommateâs teachings giving her the edge.Â
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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.Â
âReally,â Clint continued, furiously scrubbing bubbles and soap up and down his arms. âItâs the only excuse for my shit luck and stumbling into a freaking skunk in Brooklyn.â
She snorted, shifted her face mask back up to itâs 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 couldnât 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.Â
âFine,â he muttered. âA skunk in Brooklyn isnât that big a stretch, but you gotta weigh it with everything else.â
âUh huh,â she said patting his head, the movement emphasized by her rubber gloves and the squish of bubbles in his hair.
âThere was the galactic slime last week. Then whatever that bird dropped me into on our trip to Nilfheim.â
She kept rubbing the sponge across his skin, moving to ribs and sides.
âDonât 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.â
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 couldnât see her smile, he focused back on furiously scrubbing his chest and stomach, continuing with his list.
âIâd feel like an extra in Ghostbusters but itâs not just weird substances.â
Heâd became more involved in his diatribe, hands gesturing and bubbles flying onto the walls, so Darcy crouched to start on his right leg.
âSomehow Steve locked me into that vault last year. Iâm the one the robotic King Kong decided needed to be the damsel that one time.â
She couldnât help a giggle and ignored Clintâs huff, instead silently directing him to balance on one leg so she could get his whole foot clean.Â
âWhile I know Tony wanted me to get trapped in that tree during the jungle mission, I still donât donât how it happened. And letâs not forget the cherry on the freaking cake, somehow I got stuck in that corn maze that one time.â
Darcy paused, looking up at her boyfriend hoping her eyes seemed more sympathetic than amused. âClint, everyone gets lost in corn mazes.â
âNot carnies from Iowa!â 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.Â
âNo sympathy,â Clint mumbled to himself and finally began scrubbing his other leg. âSee if I ever confide in you again about how the supernatural is out to get me.âÂ
AHHHH YAYAYYYYY!! I love this pairing! Hope you enjoy <3
10. âThis an actual haunted house! I thought you meant the kind with actors!âÂ
Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Clint Barton
Rating: T for language
âThis is an actual haunted house, Darce! I thought you meant the kind with actors!â 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 couldnât decide if it had started sky blue or brick red but by this light it was managing âscary movie soot gray.â
Darcy stood, one foot on the first step and looked up at the beams of the porch roof, nose wrinkling thoughtfully. At least there werenât spiderwebs everywhere, Clint could say that much.
âWhy would we go to one of those?â she asked.
âUhhhhâŚcause itâs Halloween weekend? Thatâs what people do?â
âBut this is soâŚâ she spread her arms out cheerfully, âAuthentic.â
The front door creaked for no apparent reason and Clint could have sworn he saw the house sway to the left.
âThatâs my problem, yeah,â he muttered to himself.
âCome on,â Darcy said grinning. âWeâre just gonna camp out and hold hands while the floorboards creak. The police already took the body out of the wall for testing.â
âThe what???â Clint asked rushing up to the stairs. What had he actually agreed to coming here for? Heâd been watching last yearâs puppy bowl (he was really behind on his dvr, okay?) when Darcy had invited him to go to a haunted house the weekend before Halloween. And he knew there were details heâd missed while the little husky puppy intercepted the ball from the golden retriever butâŚthis was a pretty big detail.
âYou didnât listen to me at all did you?â Darcy asked, but she didnât look so mad about it. âThis is the house that Rita from HR and Todd from product development bought together to fix up. And then found a sealed up cupboard with a body inside.â
âThatâs horrific,â Clint breathed.
âItâs super fucking weird,â Darcy agreed. âAnnnd they are super weird energy readings all over the house. Which is why I am here. Tony wants to nerd out over themâŚremotely. And you are here to hold my hand while I do that. In case I get scared. Except, you look really pale now so maybe I should just-â
âNo, no, Iâm good,â Clint said, trying to decide if it was his twitchy reflection moving in the window or⌠âLead the way.â
âYou sure? I can do this alone, or I could call, like, Buck-â
âNo, Iâm totally good,â Clint said, whipping back to stare at her. He caught her biting away a smile. Damn it. He shouldnât have fallen for the Bucky thing. Itâs justâŚthis wasnât exactly the date he thought sheâd been asking him out on.
Not that she would have needed to ask him out on a date if heâd ever managed to ask her out on - oh, shit she was walking into the house. The dark, creepy, bodies in secret cupboards in the walls house.
âSo we donât have to likeâŚstay the night or anything?â Clint asked. He shuffled around looking for a good, secure spot to stand in but the damn place was like a maze, full of shadowy little corners and twisting halls. And Darcy was just wandering around with a flashlight in one hand and some kind of Stark scanner beeping mildly in the other. Clint was of the personal opinion that flashlights made dark spaces creepier.
âNot unless something goes horribly awry,â Darcy said, dropping her voice and waggling her eyebrows at him. She paused and the flashlight drooped in her hand, illuminating a bit of wall that been scraped away to reveal the bones of the building. âAw, hey. Youâre really freaked out, arenât you?â
âIâm not freaked out. Whoâs freaked out? Youâre freaked out,â Clint said, leaning against a wall only to jump away again when he discovered that it had a tough and glossy texture. âOh ew, no. Leather wallpaper. Darce this place has skin on the walls.â
âEww,â she said and joined him, scanning the wall. The tech âbloopedâ ominously and Clint edged to stand behind her. She glanced over her shoulder at him and raised her eyebrow.
âIâm notâŚscared,â he said. âIâm justâŚa little superstitious, maybe.â
âMaybe,â she agreed, smiling.
âThought I was gonna get to hold your hand,â he said.
âOh, yeah, here take this,â she said, passing him the flashlight and then leaving her hand outstretched for him to take.
He weighed the flashlight in his hand. It was nice and heavy, it would do as a bludgeon in a pinch. Not that it was likely to work on a ghost. Darcyâs hand in his was warm, light, and felt strangely safer.
âThe best readings will probably be upstairs in the room with the cupboard. Letâs grab those and then Tony can come down here for the rest if he likes them so much,â Darcy said, heading up to the wide, winding staircase leading up to the second floor.
âEhnnn,â said Clint. But he followed the lead of her hand, squeezing it a little tighter in his and shining the light ahead of them.
There was a creak in the hall of the second story and Darcy and Clint both paused on the staircase. Then a door slammed, the whole house shuddering in the bang and Darcy squeaked and jumped on the step.
âAww, ghost, no,â Clint whispered.
âNew plan,â Darcy whispered, shuffling down to share the step with Clint, pressing into his side. He slid his finger up to her wrist and felt her pulse hammering there. âWe run out the front door, out to the car, go back to the base, and you hold my hand while we watch kids movies.â
The was another longer, deeper creak from above.
âOn three,â Clint whispered.
âNope, now!â Darcy said, and they bolted down the stairs and out the front door as the house groaned around them.
âYou wanna order pizza?â Clint shouted over the sounds of the house as they jumped down the front stairs all at once.
âPizza is good,â Darcy said voice high as she ran back to the car. She stopped at the passenger side door, eyes narrowed, and the shutters of the haunted house rattled behind them. âYou better work up the nerve to make out with me tonight Barton.â
Clint blinked for a moment and then jumped as the front door started snapping open and shut with loud âcracks!â
âDarcy Iâll make out with you at the stop light two blocks away as long as you get in the car and we get the hell out of here.â
âDeal,â she said, grinning toothily.
He felt a little set up, if he was being honest. But he didnât mind.
Ohhhhh you found my weakness! I may be saving this first one for something original in November now.
1. Hawkshock (Clint/Darcy)
Darcyâs 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 isnât exactly sure what it is he studies, but the birds donât seem to mind him and she knows she doesnât either.
2. ShieldWitch (Steve/Wanda - I know theyâre 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 canât 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 Wandaâs 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 covenâs 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? Heâs unlike anyone sheâs ever met.
Now if the two houses could just decide whether or not they were going to work together or fall apart.
