#starcy

Mascot designs for the website project! This was fun, because both of these two are actually from really old art, and I significantly redesigned them for this new role.

(P.S. I adore Marcy's outfit in this universe)

(ShieldShock Ficlet- Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers) for my 'Rapid Imaginings' collection

(Read on Ao3 instead)

It wasn't Darcy's first lab explosion. It might have been the largest. It was her first time that an explosion took down an entire building with it. The science building of the Avengers' Upstate Base was destroyed.

Darcy was still inside.

If you make your own luck? Darcy was a lucky, self-rescuing princess.

For years, she'd dealt with Jane's lab explosions. So, she knew how to read indicators. She knew which lab counter had been constructed to withstand getting stomped by the Hulk. She saw the indicators hit 'red' and she ducked under the right lab counter. So, when the building collapsed, Darcy didn't die. She wasn't even injured much. She had some scratches from fallen debris.

But, she was stuck.

Buried.

It was dark. The only noises she heard clearly were the sounds of shifting rubble and a far-off claxon that elevated her heart rate more. She urged herself to stay calm because she didn't have much oxygen left- easier said than done. No phone signal. She kept the phone in her hand, in case that changed. She fidgeted with the phone and with her engagement ring. She really wanted to live and make it to that wedding.

Hours passed.

The damned claxon blared on. Darcy hated the claxon. She loved the claxon. She began to wonder about the claxon.

She leaned against the counter leg, knees up and arms wrapped around them. The space under the counter was mostly-rubble free. She listened, not sure what she hoped to hear. She stared at the too-black darkness, hoping to see light.

Squeak

Darcy fumbled with her phone and turned on the flashlight, hardly able to see at first.

Squeak

She shrieked and flailed, "Go, away, rat! Nooooo! Don't eat my face."

"Darcy? Is that you? Oh, thank God!"

Darcy stopped screaming and nearly passed out, dizzy. "The rat's talking? I cracked. I'm insane. Steve? I..."

"Darcy. Calm down. You're not insane. Well, not very insane. The rat is trained to find survivors. He won't hurt you, honey. He's there to help me get you out."

Darcy's mouth fell open. "Captain Ratmerica? I mean... What?"

*muffled, relieved chuckle* "There's a two-way radio on the rat, Darcy. This is Steve. We're gonna get you out. What's your situation? There's a lot of interference. The explosive residue is emitting false heat signatures. Where were you when the building fell?"

"My situation is that I'm under a ton of rubble with a talking rat," Darcy groused. "Other than that, I'm fine. Late for our dinner date, but fine."

Squeak

"Are you wearing a backpack, Ratmerica? Oh, my God. That's adorable." Darcy let out a tense breath. "I'm under my lab counter, the Hulk-stomp-proof one? Limited air. Captain Ratmerica should leave and stop breathing my air."

Rubble shifted more. There were scraping and falling-rock noises. Crashing sounds. Darcy put her face down against her knees and hoped the rat wouldn't get squashed. Or touch her.

A hint of air movement blew into her under-table bubble. "Air?"

Then, everything changed. There was light and air and everything was dusty. And, she was in Steve's arms and she was okay. He carried Darcy out, bridal style, whispering, "got you, love. You're gonna be okay."

"What about Captain Ratmerica?" Darcy laugh-cried against her fiancé's shoulder.

Squeak

-END

-inspired by the rescue rats post

by PumpkinDoodles

She needs to learn to pace herself, Darcy knows, if she's going to manage working for SHIELD after being injured in London. At least she has Captain America for moral support. She had no idea he was so genuinely nice.

Words: 2280, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Darcy Lewis, Jane Foster, Steve Rogers

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Darcy Lewis

Additional Tags: Disabled!Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers being a good dude, This is something like a meet cute, Somewhere between a Meet Oblivious and a Meet Cute

by PumpkinDoodles

Darcy can't stop embarrassing herself around Captain America. It's very stressful. She's going to end up with some kind of twitch.

Words: 1782, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Darcy Lewis, Cameron Klein, Phil Coulson, Steve Rogers, Clint Barton

Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers

Additional Tags: whoops, Accidents Happen, mostly to Darcy

Święta Góra Athos – Starcy i Pustelnicy – Psalm 50

by PumpkinDoodles

Steve decides to embark on a shenanigan or two with his new coworker. He's at loose ends with Bucky and Sam in Louisiana and in dire need of some fun.

Words: 1816, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis

Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers

by PumpkinDoodles

“I need your help,” Darcy said, pushing an empty chair next to Bucky Barnes. She’d whispered. “This is a covert op.” He was at one of those kids' places with foam ball pits. The boys were enthusiastically yeeting themselves into seas of foam cubes. 

Words: 807, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Darcy Lewis, Cass Wilson, AJ Wilson, Sarah Wilson, Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers

Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sarah Wilson, (mentions) - Relationship

Additional Tags: This is a covert op, Darcy consults Bucky about pranks, Bucky has his own secret