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Everyone else be out here on the Sinday stuff, but I’m living in Munday future!
So here’s a throwback photo
Kicks in door: Hey guys, what up, it’s me, your queen of making *probably* very poor decisions. How’s everybody doing?
which hawkeye costume are you
Your Result: Classic Hawkeye
You've got a style, and you're sticking to it. is it a good style? some say no. well, most do. but those people are fools. this is THE look, and you've got it DOWN. you're easy-going, sarcastic and brash, but that's because you're confident in yourself. you're a little insecure sometimes, but hey, you're clever, you know what you're capable of! so maybe sometimes you're a bit much; it's not like you've stamped your initial on your head to tell everyone who you are. you're not ~fancy~, or popular, but that's overrated. you're clever, quick-witted, and aren't above cheating if you're gambling on the fate of the world. you're picky with your allegiances, but loyal to your chosen lucky few, even if you constantly insult them
Make me choose: @asrasdarling asked → Monica Rambeau or Darcy Lewis
Sorry I've been gone so long, a lot has been happening. And just as I felt like I felt good enough to get back on here, someone pulled a move that has left me feeling so shitty...idek, I don't think there'd be any joy in my writing now.
Life: happens
Me:
this week @maxyartwork finished a commission for me, it’s another Darcy one:
it’s partly a reference to something I wrote in 2019 but I mostly just wanted another Darcy fanart
please support your local Tumblr artists, they are so open, generous and talented
I'm a useless writer.
But I got new ink 😅 inspired by Unus Annus
My character has amnesia, and can't remember anyone or themselves. Send, "Remember me?" for their reaction.
this is a social experiment reblog this if u were rping on tumblr before 2016
Happy New Year everyone! Big shout out to the following people:
@thedarcydichotomy - for being one the first people to interact with us on this blog. for being a pain in the ass to charles, but also being kind enough to give us a chance in this big community of marvel lovers. you’re very sweet and i hope you have a blessed new year
@hellspeed - 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄 i mean, you’re a big pain in the ass. mischievous af, but i guess he loves you. or something. even though you rival erik in terms of being a drama king. that aside, you’re so much fun to have on my dash. i truly, truly enjoy how welcome you’ve always made us feel
@pxnnyhart - you haven’t been following long, but shout out to you for sending us things. looking forward to getting to know more about your muse! charles has no idea wtf to make of her but still. he’ll learn in time tho 😄😄😄
@toucalliope - my love… mon amour… mon cher… okay let me stop before this gets disgusting. we’ve known each other FIVE MINUTES and already our muses are 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 like come ON. how even did this happen? your erik is… god we’re in too deep. but ahem…simping aside, i enjoy talking with you so much and swapping canons. i enjoy your understanding of ALL your characters and can’t wait to drown you with feelings no matter the character you throw at me.
@xgened @snowinabottle @svatur-nadir @survivorsloss @thegoodandthegreat @somewherebetweenrage Shout out to you guys too. We haven’t interacted much but regardless, I look forward to doing more with you all in the future. Thanks for sending me things and showing enthusiasm! You’re all hella great writers! Keep it up and here’s to the new year!
Thank you so much hun! I didn't realise I was the first, but I'm bloody glad to be. You're brilliant and deserve all the loving embrace this community has to offer 💜❤️💙💚🧡
@agentklrowley
Darcy had left it to late to leave her Secret Santa gift on Agent Rowley’s desk, right until Christmas Eve. But it was for good reason - a large amount of the contents of the large gift basket were home made and best received when fresh.
The basket was large already, but all the heaping curls of ribbon about the handle made the sight even more impressive.
Inside was 6 each double chocolate chip and Christmas cake muffins, and 6 each gingerbread and mocha cupcakes, all with a large swirl of buttercream frosting and a scattering of chocolate and sugar decorations.
There were individually wrapped white chocolate snowman, each hiding mini oreo’s within their sections, and small cellophane bags of candy cane truffles.
A tin, featuring a group of puppies wearing Santa hats, were a few dozen cookies. A mix of jam thumbprints, lemon shortbread, orange creams and oat raisin.
Lining the bottom of the basket were bottles of liquor - a bottle of 30 year aged scotch, a spiced rum, and a Russian vodka, just to cover all the bases for his drinking pleasure.
And discretely tucked in among the sweets were a couple more personal things - a few packs of guitar strings, and what looked like a plain smart watch, though it was actually linked to SHIELDs network, and contained a powerful laser, along with a kit of miniature lock picking tools hidden in the band.
Sitting beside the basket, and looking quite plain by comparison, was a small glass terrarium with brightly coloured succulents, a spot of freshness for his desk, to remind of the outside world whilst stuck inside SHIELD’s bare offices.
The card stuck to the basket read;
Dear Kristophe,
A Very Merry Christmas! I’m a much better baker than shopper, hence the overload of sweet treats from my kitchen. The muffins will hold up well to freezing, but I’d definitely recommend chowing down on those cupcakes (not to toot my own horn, but they’re pretty good).
You might wanna check in with the guys from R&D for instructions for the watch - funnily enough they don’t think to provide an instructional guide. Although the thing should unlock to your fingerprint on the screen, so maybe the stuffs built in. Just try not to shoot yourself with the laser figuring it out!
Hope your Christmas is awesome and full spoils (and absolutely no missions/getting shot at/running for your life).
Your Secret Santa
A Black Wolf Approaches Very Closely
My Blog @amazingearth
Wednesday- On Ms. Lewis's chair is a gift basket lavishly adorned with curly silver and gold ribbons. Contained in the wicker basket are a wrapped box that eventually reveals a glass and brass French press coffee and tea maker, a savon de Marseilles soap bar carved to resemble a lavender coloured chicken, and finally bottle of Pastis de Marseilles, an anise-flavored apéritif. Mixed in are a variety of madelines and jars of olives.
On Wednesday, Darcy only meant to duck into the office to log a few reports before heading back to the tower. Tony had been over in Malibu, and he’d originally said he’d be staying there through the holidays but, as billionaires are want to do, his plans had changed on a dime and he was in the air on his way back already.
So her time in the office was short. Enough that, if she hadn’t been just a bit curious to see whether another gift from her secret santa had materialised, she wouldn’t have even been by her desk.
Today’s wasn’t quite as noticeable as the tree had been, but it was still eye catching, that mound of metallic ribbons standing out starkly against her black chair back.
Grabbing it up, Darcy left the office, to open it in privacy back at the tower.
Unsurprisingly, when she started going through the contents, the theme presented itself. Everything was French (and far fancier than the kinds of things she was used to), and she shuddered to think how much it must have cost. The little hen soap was mixed in innocuously with the rest, but she set it aside with a little smile.
The coffee maker was sleek and shiny, glinting at her merrily as it was unboxed. Darcy was only sad she didn’t have the right kind of coffee in her apartments kitchen to make use of it right away.
Later, she swore. After she’d dealt with Tony. Grabbing a few of the madeleines, she was out the door, but the gift - and the two that had come before it - were far from forgotten.
Tuesday- In Ms. Lewis's locker there's a turtle beanie baby and attached to it with green and red striped satin ribbons are two Dove bars. One is a Blond Salted Caramel bar. The other is Bourbon Vanilla dark chocolate.
When she’d gotten to her desk that morning and there’d been no gift, Darcy had assumed her initial thinking was right and the pear tree with it’s partridge was the only gift, and the note had been a joke playing on the theme.
So she didn’t think anymore of it and got on with her day.
Until she popped open her locker to grab her gym gear to go on a lunch-time run and burn off the energy that had been building whilst she was stuck in front of the computer.
She saw the beanie baby first, and her initial reaction was to get nervous about who had broken into her locker. Gingerly, she picked the toy up, only then realising there was more attached to it. Turtle. Dove.
Her Secret Santa struck again.
Part of her thought she should have been annoyed about her locking getting cracked, but given the kinds of people she worked with... The lockers wouldn’t have stood up against a high schooler with a strong arm trying to get in, let alone people who specialised in lock picking and safe cracking, and doing it without leaving a trace.
The chocolates were an interesting choice, and she noted again the out-of-the-norm tastes of her mystery gift giver. Setting them back in her locker, she grabbed her gear and went for her run.
Anyone passing her desk later, if they’d cared to look, would have noticed a little turtle beanie baby carefully perched among the branches of the pear tree.