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//We need a Darcy ASAP (maybe because this Clint needs his Darcy 🥰) Also, there's not a lot of fanart of him and Darcy, so this is the only one I could find...

[caiti-creative-corner]

Title - No More Pumpkin Spice Summary - Grocery shopping in the fall can be a . . . frightening affair. Prompts Multi-Fandom Halloween Bingo - 2 - “Pumpkin Spice is not a good flavor” - @mfbingo Warnings - Mood boards Fandom - Marvel Cinematic Universe Relationships - Clint Barton/Darcy Lewis Note - Should any of my mood boards prompt a fic, please link me so I can enjoy and brag! But please - take this as permission to write it!!

[pasmonblog]

Marvel Winter Fics [Masterlist]

With December finally here, I thought I’d pull together a list of all my previous stories set in winter. Just in case you’re looking for something nice and cosy to warm up with (or super smutty tbh, there’s no judgement here).

Including tiny summaries for each, but be sure to heed the ratings and read the full tag lists on AO3.

Fics sorted by ship name below!

Dousy (Daisy Johnson/Daniel Sousa)

And Then Some [rated T]: Mail carrier Sousa and waitress Daisy have some sugary sweet run-ins.

Huntingbird (Lance Hunter/Bobbi Morse)

Two Letters [rated M]: Hunter and Bobbi are caterers for rival companies, both working on the contract of their dreams: Stark Industries’ annual Christmas party… together.

Kastle (Karen Page/Frank Castle)

In The Cold, Cold Night [rated M]: It was supposed to be Frank and Karen’s weekend away. *(Whump)

This Fire [rated E]: Pure smut in a Christmas tree lot. You’re welcome.

Shieldshock (Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers)

Mistletoe [rated T]: Darcy Lewis gets invited to her neighbour’s Christmas dinner. Softness ensues.

Until Morning [rated T]: Darcy and Steve get trapped in Stark Tower on Christmas Eve in the middle of a snowstorm.

Taserbones (Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow)

I’ll Be Home For Christmas [rated T]: Darcy takes Brock home as her fake date for the holidays. Neither of them were entirely honest.

Taserhawk (Darcy Lewis/Clint Barton)

Because It's You I See [rated T]: Darcy Lewis heads home for Christmas and somehow, some way, Clint Barton, childhood friend and current annoyance, weasels his way back into her life at every turn.

Home For The Holidays [rated T]: Darcy goes home for Christmas with her boyfriend and a whole lot of family baggage. *(Jewish Darcy Lewis)

Shiver [rated E]: Some playful wintery smut for the soul.

Tasersmash (Darcy Lewis/Bruce Banner)

Put A Bow On It [rated G]: Darcy decides to get Bruce in the holiday spirit. Away from the lab.

Taserwitch (Darcy Lewis/Wanda Maximoff)

Signed, Sealed, Misdelivered [rated T]: A lost holiday card reveals someone’s true feelings for Darcy. Twelve months too late. *(Jewish Wanda Maximoff)

Wintershieldshock (Bucky Barnes/Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers)

Accidentally On Purpose [rated T]: Darcy Lewis wants to play matchmaker for Steve and Bucky this holiday season. The universe (and the boys in question) have other plans.

Wintershock (Bucky Barnes/Darcy Lewis)

Hand Me Downs [rated T]: Darcy Lewis resurfaces in NYC with her niece after four weeks of radio silence. Soft and fluffy found family story.

Winterwitch (Bucky Barnes/Wanda Maximoff)

Northern Wind [rated T]: Between the feet of snow, piercing winds, and the (slightly intimidating) gorgeous Wanda Maximoff, it was getting harder and harder for Darcy to feel her extremities. *(mild hurt/comfort)

Purple Roses [rated T]: Wanda and Bucky have been dancing around their feelings all year. But luckily for them, the town’s annual Christmas Festival (and their meddling friends) have a way of bringing people together.

Wrapped In Red [rated T]: Wanda knows she’ll never hear the end of it if she goes to the party alone. Bucky’s happy to help.

[janeykath318]

Analyzing the hilarity potential of various fake marriage fics involving Darcy

Darcy x Steve: poor Steve is so awkward about showing affection, it takes a lot of patience and practice so he won’t look constipated during a supposed “romantic” date. It doesn’t help that he has a huge crush on Darcy and we all know how the poor man gets around women he likes!

Darcy x Johnny Storm: she’d be very annoyed about it and have to threaten him with tazing his balls if his hands start to wander, but she has to admit he can be very charming and kisses like a champ!

Darcy x Sam: They’d be halfway in love by the time the ruse was over and be teased endlessly about it by their friends. “If you’d just listened to me and let me set you up, you could have had this much sooner!” Natasha says.

Darcy x Bucky: She’d be really wishing Bucky’s sweet talk and smoldering glances were real! He’d be crushing hard and wishing he was halfway deserving of her.

Darcy x Tony: She’d be torn between wanting to hit him and wanting to tap that. Tony loves to provoke her by calling her Mrs. Stark.

Darcy x Brock: Brock hates fake marriage missions, but being with Darcy has him singing a whole different tune!!

Darcy x Clint: ooh, the fun they would have, scandalizing the public and their friends with excessive PDA.

Darcy x Loki: They’d barely be able to keep up the ruse and snark a lot, but then the real UST boils over they realize they’re in trouble. Loki can’t believe he’s fallen for a mortal. Darcy can’t believe she’s fallen for the god of mischief.

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Darcy Lewis/Clint Barton Graphic

[dresupi]

No More Than Twelve - Clint Barton/Darcy Lewis

for @rushnaround

Rated T

“I’ll explain later, but for now, can I throw this frozen margarita in your face and call you a jerk?”

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“I’ll explain later, but for now, can I throw this frozen margarita in your face and call you a jerk?”

Clint wasn’t a stranger to having drinks thrown in his face, not because he was a jerk or anything, but because it was sort of his thing.

He didn’t have his bartending license yet, so the owner here let him pick up tips as a table runner, and a little side hustle as a first resort to asking for an angel shot.

Clint didn’t mind literally dripping with cocktails if it meant that some woman could make herself look like someone a real-life jerk wouldn’t want anything to do with.

Plus, he got great tips for it.

He didn’t reply, just gave the brunette a subtle nod that she definitely picked up on.

As the drink splashed in his face, he suddenly realized where he’d seen said brunette before. And how many times he’d seen her. And seen her. And seen her. “Darcy?”

Her eyes widened. “Later,” she hissed, turning on her heel and stomping off.

Clint trained his face to a look of surprise, which wasn’t all an act. The drink was super cold.

After the people surrounding him had given him a sufficient amount of dirty looks, he watched Darcy march back over to a booth where she was sitting alone.

Clint made his way back to the restroom, and was about halfway through cleaning the lime cocktail mix out of his shirt when the door banged open, and Darcy moved inside, closing and locking the door behind her.

“Thank you,” she said softly.

“Anytime, babe. You know I---“

“No, I mean it. Clint. Thank you for not... you know...”

“It’s kind of my job, Darce.”

She shot him a look. “No. I mean about the...”

“Oh, that...”

She was referring to the times they’d hooked up. No less than three, but not more than eight. He wasn’t sure if each individual act counted, or if it was just the number of times they booty-called each other. Did anyone still say that? Booty-call? Whichever it was, he knew it wasn’t more than nine times. Maybe ten.

“Why would I do that? You clearly didn’t want anything more. But enough on that, are you okay? Do you need the bartender to call someone for you?”

She looked him up and down. “What time are you off?”

He licked his lips and reached for another paper towel, nervous, but self-aware enough to know he was staring number eleven right down the barrel. Or twelve? Definitely not more than twelve. “Depends”

“On?”

“On what your plans are after leaving here. If you aren’t in the mood for anything, we could always just head back to yours and watch Netflix or something. Or if I’m barking up the wrong tree stop me.”

“You can’t leave Lucky home alone.”

“I mean, no. I’ll have to run by there and feed him and---“

“I’ll come to yours. And take you up on the Netflix. Chill if I feel like it?”

“Perfect. In that case, I’m off.”

“For real? You don’t have to stay for the rest of the night?”

“Nah. I work for tips anyway. The only one who it’s hurting is me. But I mean. I’m definitely not hurting.”

Darcy looked like she didn’t really believe him. “If you’re sure...”

“Never hurting with I’m with you.”

She smiled and stopped, reaching out to take the paper towel out of his hand and wipe a spot on his neck. “You’ll have to tell me all about your job because I am all kinds of intrigued now.”

“Intrigued, huh? That’s a step-up from before, right?”

“Clint.”

“I’m kidding, Darce. See you at mine?”

Her smile stretched into a grin and Clint had to inhale to stop his heart from fluttering. “See you at yours.”

[sachertortes]

Darcy Lewis x Clint Barton moodboard: ( @darcylewisbingo square D1 Pop Tarts and A3 Van )

Darcy Lewis decides she can’t be an unpaid intern forever and opens up her own food truck. She specializes in homemade Pop Tarts (aka handpies in case any trademark attorneys are asking!) and good, strong coffee.

Coffee Tart becomes a local favorite in no time at all.

Clint’s walking Lucky at the asscrack of dawn when he notices the van first. How could he not? It’s a hot pink VW van with a pin-up girl painted on the side. The scent of delicious coffee hits him next. Darcy Lewis sells him a triple berry Pop Tart and the best cup of coffee he’s ever had. Oh, and a little cup of leftover tart crusts for Lucky.

Before he really realizes it he’s frequenting Coffee Tart several times a week - both for a quick breakfast and the flirty sarcastic quips he trades with Darcy. She starts keeping his favorite flavor of pastry on hand and, because Clint is Clint, some extra bandages and gauze too.

Lucky’s tail starts wagging madly every time they come up on the Coffee Tart van parked next to the community garden.

And Clint can’t help but think, “Yeah, me too, buddy.”

[superheroesofbothuniverses]

for @caitriona-3

Darcy Lewis and her daughter move to the middle of nowhere Missouri just before Christmas and six year old Jane begs to sign up for Archery lessons. Figuring it will help her make friends, she agrees, not expecting the instructor to be so cute or her daughter to start a conspiracy to get Darcy and Clint together….