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Some Updates
Hi again. I’m sure a lot of you thought I was never coming back. I’ve only been entirely silent on the posting front since May. This was me partially needing a break and general lack of enthusiasm for my projects, and a lot the realization that my fic Dum-e No, Dum-e Yes really wasn’t working.
First, though I’d like to thank everyone that continues to follow this blog even though I’m sporadic at best with my writing and posting. Your continued following means a lot to me and while I’m a few days late for thankful and grateful messages I want you to know that I wouldn’t still be writing and posting without you. I’d probably just leave it all on my hard drive to rot and pull it out occasionally for nostalgia. Thank you for reading and liking my works and if you leave comments on them on AO3 that means the world to me too. Thank you so much all of you.
Secondly, I’ve since deleted the posts for Dum-e No, Dum-e Yes here on Tumblr and pulled it down from AO3 until such a time I can figure out how to make it better and more consistent and Darcy less of a selfish brat as many readers pointed out that’s exactly how she was behaving. Sorry if you’ve been trying to get back to that fic and got errors.
Some good news I have been writing. In 2018 I started a fic called Three-Legged Race and haven’t updated it since January 2019. I’m hoping once 2020 starts that will change as I’ve put some serious time in on it this November as part of NaNoWriMo. It’s about 1/3 done and I’m hoping to at least hit 1/2 before NaNo closes. I’m not holding my breath though given midnight is fourteen hours away and I can’t devote all of them to writing. Either way, there is progress being made on the fic and I’m hoping that I’ll continue writing through December.
And Christmas is coming and winter while not my favorite season is one I consider particularly magical (it’s the snow and my families love for fires in the fireplace and drinking hot chocolate). So while I might not finish Three-Legged Race today I might eke out some time for winter one-shots. Now I just need the first snowfall to really complete the sense of magic and wonder.
Thank you for sticking it out with me and being supportive,
Kit
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
How a Giant Squid Ruined Darcy's Life (2286 words) by vindiya Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Thor (Movies), Iron Man (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes & Darcy Lewis & Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers Characters: Darcy Lewis, Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Jane Foster (Marvel), Clint Barton Additional Tags: This is crack, thank you Darcyland, Why Did I Write This?, Trope Bingo Round 12, Tentacle Porn, There is no actual smut here, i'm sorry for the hope, text misfires, Natasha Romanov Knows All, bonus material of everyone texting in the last chapter, i'm probably going to hell for using Chthulu like this, i spent way more time making the texts look pretty than I should have, only vaguely canon compliant, No Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Spoilers Series: Part 5 of Trope Bingo Round 12 Summary:
A giant squid attacks New York, the Avengers naturally go to meet it. They get their asses kicked and in the post-squid battle regrouping strategy session stumble upon someone's aptly named porn stash.
A snippet of the texting happening in my crackfic. Best viewed by clicking view post instead of on dashboard.
Spangles
Answer the question.
Did you just try to use the Captain voice through text?
Spangles
Maybe.
Iceman
He did.
I can't decide if that was hot or not.
I'll figure that out later.
Why do you even know what tentacle porn is Steve?
Spangles
Tentacles. Naked women. Sex.
Iceman
Try not to blush punk.
Nat's just down the table.
WIP talking/Snippet(s)?
So I realized that I missed the close and amnesty period for the first quarter of Fluff Bingo over on dreamwidth. Opps. So I have a card that is moot, but I’ll likely continue to poke at as time goes one. No worries there. But that realization got me looking into when trope bingo round 12 was closing and went oh man I have just under 54 days to try and get a bingo. I will take a single straight line for this. And well I was already eyeballing my “fighting for the remote” prompt on my marvelfluffbingo card anyway and there’s a fluff square that I can combine it with on my trope bingo card.
So here is a tiny snippet from that wip. It’s Wintershock, it’s a one-shot that can technically stand on its own, but is also going to technically be part of my Just Another Tuesday/Bodyguard Bucky verse. No overt references to the verse will be included, but do they have to be?
She doesn’t hear the approach of another person. When someone snatches the remote from her loose grip she screams and feels like an idiot at once when she spots Bucky Barnes, destroyer of her life, standing behind the couch. The way his eyes are wide, but his mouth is twitching as he tries to keep a smile from forming has a growl emanating from her throat. And then his lips do curve into a smirk and an eyebrow rises.
“Something the matter Darcy?” He asks lightly coming around the couch and settles at the opposite end flipping quickly through channels to settle on a baseball game. Mets. Not the Yankees which she’s mildly surprised by but doesn’t comment on it.
“You stole my remote,” she grumbles.
“You weren’t using it.”
“And you came to that conclusion how?”
And since I’ve got a decent chunk of the next chapter of Dum-e No, Dum-e Yes written already I’m going to share a peek into that as well just below the read more because it’s much longer.
RULES: List the first lines of the last ten stories you published. Look to see if there are any patterns that you notice yourself, and see if anyone else notices any! Then tag some friends.
1. Bucky knows in his gut he should prepare for trouble as soon as he catches sight of the smirk plastered to Darcy’s face. (from Dum-e No, Dum-e Yes, Wintershock)
2. In theory, Darcy knows better. (from Just Another Tuesday, Wintershock)
3. “You’re late,” His voice is rough with an accent she can’t place, his consonants clipped and the tiniest lilt that Darcy would die before admitting she finds adorable as hell. (from Wherever You Will Go, Quicktaser)
4. When Darcy thinks snowed in, she pictures crackling fireplaces, fuzzy socks, copious amounts of hot chocolate, and roasting marshmallows over said crackling fire. (from Where’s the Fire?, Shieldshock)
5. As first kisses go, this wasn't bad. (from First Kiss, Shieldshock)
6. “Please tell me you’re joking?” Darcy bursts when Jane finishes. (from Tell Me You’re Joking, Tasertricks)
7. “So what if she’s dead?” Dio asks and she can’t help it. (from Silence in the Field, a Zero Escape fic)
8. He screwed up. Bucky doesn’t remember screwing up this bad before the war. (from One More Chance Buster, Wintershock)
9. “Come on dude it’s our turn,” The brunette grabs his arm. (from Three-Legged Race, Wintershock)
10. Darcy remembers coming to the bookstore since she was a little kid. It was one of those places her mom took her to satisfy her voracious appetite for the printed word. (from Odin & Sons Bookstore, Tasertricks)
First pattern is I really have a preference for Wintershock fanfic. I’m about 50/50 on starting with dialogue or exposition. I’m equally about 50/50 on working from the female protags POV or the male protags POV. Idk did I miss anything?
Tagging no one. Do it if you want to.
Tag Game: Post the last sentence you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.
@thesaltyduchess Thank you for tagging me!
I’ve been writing for The Accidental Nanny
My last line I wrote:
What kind of guy went into the professional child care industry?
I’m also doing a re-write of an old multi-chapter. Here is the last line I changed:
All she could see, was Tony’s battered body when they had brought him home from Siberia, and hear the yells that had haunted the Tower for months from nightmares he’d had of the altercation.
tagging: @eurynome827 @thesaltyduchess @book-dragon-13 @buckmesideways22 @loricameback @ibelieveinturtles @grimeysociety @thatgirlkei @thorfanficwriter @marvelandotherfandomimagines
So I woke up this morning and started writing something for that stupid dream snippet I posted about yesterday… it may never be finished and people may never see more than this but whatever :-)
She’d heard the rumours - everyone had! An army of monsters and men so fierce they were nigh unstoppable, but here they were - monsters, yes; unstoppable? No.
tagging (but only if you want to!) @dresupi @grimeysociety @aenariasbookshelf @higgsboshark @yespumpkindoodlesthings @holdmecloseandfast @ragwitch @chrissihr @livvy1800 @noquirkyurl @zephrbabe @hkthauer @windyleaf @freudensteins-monster @emsondraeling and anyone else who sees this! (Some days I can’t remember who writes and who doesn’t!)
Thanks for the tag @ibelieveinturtles! I’ve been revising a partially written WinterHawk (Bucky/Clint) fic that hopefully I’ll finish soon.
(Clint, talking to Natasha)
Fuck it, this wasn’t even the most embarrassing part of the story. “Tall, Dark, and Deadly. TDD, get it? We didn’t exactly have time to exchange names and phone numbers, you know.”
I’m not tagging anyone, but I’d love it if some of y'all picked up this ball and ran with it!
Saw @livvy1800 post this while I was mobile and I’m just going through my likes for things I wanted to do or respond to or look more at now, so here goes the last sentence I wrote in Wintershock fic I started last week.
How much of that was Steve’s doing; Bucky didn’t want to know. He was grateful his best friend still had his back even now.
Because I don’t know nearly enough people on here that write anymore I’m not tagging anyone, but if you want to keep it going that’d be cool.
Bodyguard Bucky
I have 3 WIPs send help what am I getting into here?
Hijinks I’ve planned so far for this series:
Inappropriate uses of Dum-e and his fire extinguisher
Hide and Seek in IKEA
Trapped in a safe room
Revenge plotting because Nat messed with Darcy’s code
Send me hijinks that Bucky and Darcy can get up to while she actively rebels against his being her bodygaurd and Bucky just tries to keep her alive. (And they try not to flirt too much or you know have feelings for each other.) My asks are open. Curious as to what kicked all this off? Read Part 1 of Just Another Tuesday here.
When you talk about fanfic with your sister and suddenly have figured out the plot point that was keeping you from finishing that oneshot you started like a week ago.
One day I’m going to write a Darcy fic to this. God I love this song.
Monday Musings
I say musings but really I’m just dropping a snippet from another fic on you all. Enjoy some Wintershock interaction. It’s just where my brain is at lately and I love this exchange so much that I’m debating fleshing the event referenced out into an actual vignette/oneshot.
“How do you feel about ending your trial period early?” Tony asks raising his cup of coffee to his lips to take a sip and that’s the end of the conversation as Darcy nearly goes full Hulk Smash (sorry Bruce she really is) at the penthouse kitchen table.
“Excuse you!” her coffee sloshing over the rim of her cup as she sets it down so hard it rattles the silverware.
“Come on doll it sounds like a good idea.” And the wide arrogant grin Barnes flashes her makes her go rigid.
“No Buckster, it doesn’t sound like a good idea. In the last month, you’ve kept me practically tower-bound. If this is reverse trolling, you’re doing it badly.”
“What you mean like how you had Dum-E follow me with a fire extinguisher and set it off any time I said ‘I’m fine’.”
“Or grunted,” she adds helpfully glad Dum-E is in the labs and can’t run the program right now. She still hadn’t gotten around to removing the spray with fire extinguisher routine out of his system despite giving him a new directive not to follow Bucky all over the tower. That had been an excellent week though. Tight up until Steve came around begging her to stop because his apartment was covered in fire suppressing foam and uninhabitable until it was cleaned up.
“Hold on, you died.” “Yeah, well it didn’t stick.” - Wintershock | She’s my best friend. That hasn’t changed.” “It’s clear your feelings for her have.” - Shieldshock
I know it took a while but here are the fills for your prompts.
Shieldshock
Wintershock
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
As a Stark and as Jane's best friend/assistant, Darcy should know better than to ignore any threat level above blue. Then again she's a Stark and being impulsively hot-headed runs in the family.
Words: 5,759, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic depicitions of violence sort of.
Categories: F/M
Characters: Darcy Lewis, James “Bucky” Barnes, Tony Stark, JARVIS
Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Darcy Lewis, Tony Stark & Darcy Lewis, Darcy Lewis & JARVIS
Additional Tags: BAMF Darcy Lewis, not your damsel in distress, Darcy Lewis is Tony Stark's Daughter,Tumblr Prompt, Attempted Kidnapping, Just Another Tuesday, Steve Rogers is a spoil sport, Darcy just wants a bowl of soup you jerks, Flirting, Adrenaline rushes, adrenaline crashes, panic attacks of the mild variety, well-trained Darcy Lewis, i'd like my taser please, only vaguely canon compliant, Slow Burn, Trope Bingo Fill, Locked In
WIP Wednesday
Welcome to WIP Wednesday where I post a snippet from at least one of my works in progress. Tonight I have for you a quick bit from a Shieldshock fic I’m working on. This is actually just the opening scene featuring Steve’s POV, some healthy sparring, and a conversation with Nick Fury. Standard stuff.
Untitled Shieldshock
“Cap they need you in the conference room.” The agent called after hovering in the gym door while Steve traded blows with Rumlow all while pretending he wasn’t aware the spectator was there.
Spectators were normal. Ever since SHIELD pulled him from the ice and the Battle for New York two years ago, spectators were a regular occurrence. People watched because they couldn’t believe what they were seeing. They stared because there was no way his abilities were the result of scientific advancement. The gawking was an odd change from the war. The whispers not so much, though he thinks they’ve gotten less careful about where they whisper in the twenty-first century than they were when he went into the ice.
He rolls out of the way of another of Rumlow’s blows and then dark-haired agent lowers his fists, his feet still shoulder width apart but otherwise no longer threatening Steve with potential bodily harm. Instead, Rumlow holds out his right hand to shake with a grin on his face.
“Next time you won’t be able to roll out of the way Cap.”
“We’ll see,” he offers in return shaking his opponents’ hand and leaving the ring. Swiping a towel as he leaves the gym, he follows the nameless agent up to the conference room.
The silence in the elevator is oppressing. The man he realizes is young. Younger than most of the agents that Fury employs, or younger than the agents Fury lets him work with. It’s an odd sensation to realize that just like anywhere else young men go to war only this war didn’t happen in obvious battlefields with news coverage. This was a private war against enemies that most civilians didn’t know existed. After nearly two years commanding the strike team, Steve wonders if it was all just a ploy to keep him in a role, he was comfortable with as he adjusted. Not that he could get mad about it, doing so was a smart move from a strategic standpoint.
The agent escorts Steve as far as the door but within its only Fury and one long empty table.
“Thank you, agent. That will be all,” Fury dismisses the agent and turns his attention to Steve.
“I’m guessing this job is a little more lowkey if you aren’t having the whole strike team briefed.”
“You’d be right. I need you to escort an asset.”
Fic: Wherever You Will Go
Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Pietro Maximoff, Darcy Lewis & Wanda Maximoff Rating: Teen. Warnings: Teenagers being cute and cuddling and Pietro kisses her hand. Word Count: 2,420 words. Square Filled: Childhood Sweethearts Summary: When Darcy was fifteen she finally met her soulmate through a Recognition Dream. At twenty-five, they're supposed to meet. She shows. He doesn't. His sister comes instead to tell her why. Author’s Note: @marvelfluffbingo I've had this idea floating in my head for a while. It starts largely fluffy and ends fairly fluffy, there’s just some angst in the middle sorry. There’s heavy grief and the beginnings of a friendship with Darcy and Wanda. I just needed to get this idea of Darcy and Pietro being ill-fated soulmates out of my head before it consumed me and I’ll still probably end up with more than these 2400 words at some point. If I ever work out the how of what my next thought for this was. Fills my cuddle square on my Fluff Bingo Q1 card. Fills my Soulmates square on my Trope Bingo card. Marvel Fluff Bingo Masterlist Read on AO3
“You’re late,” His voice is rough with an accent she can’t place, his consonants clipped and the tiniest lilt that Darcy would die before admitting she finds adorable as hell.
She knows what this moment is supposed to be and still she can’t bring herself to turn and face him. Him. Can’t be anyone but him, the voice is too deep even with the cracking common to puberty. She’s wondered what the Recognition would be like. Her mother spoke of her Recognition fondly, a hopeful and wonderful sequence where she and Darcy’s father spent hours talking and planning when and where to meet. The downside to Recognitions is that sometimes the pair entirely forgets them and end up relying on more mundane means to find each other or half forgets, and that fateful day of the meeting isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
ShieldShock Image Set from @shieldshockfanfic inspired by
ShieldShock Fanfiction - Where’s the Fire? written by vindiya at Ao3
Summary: Darcy is driving Captain America back to the Compound after an interview when her car blows a tire in the middle of one of the worst snowstorms New York has seen in a decade. It’s cold, they’re stuck, and there’s no cell reception so what are they going to do until someone fishes them out to keep warm?
EXCELLENT :)
Ah. Someone made an image set for my fic. It's gorgeous. I'm glad you enjoyed my fic so much.