#DARCY X BUCKY FANFICTION

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Chapter Four: The Farmer's Daughter

The Farmer's Daughter - (A WandaNat Story)

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Summary: Natasha quickly realizes how fucked she is with Wanda Maximoff on the farm.

Word Count: 1.4K

Content: The Start of Big Time Flirty Wanda Maximoff

The woman spoke in a slight accent, making Natasha smile like an idiot.

"I uh-" The redhead cleared her throat. "I'm Natasha. Natasha Romanoff." She took steps forward with her extended.

Green eyes watched her carefully before quickly looking Natasha up and down.

Yes, she noticed the tags around Natasha's neck.

"I work here. On the farm." Natasha spoke with honesty as a soft hand met hers. The touch was gentle. "Oh!" Green eyes sounded surprised with a hint of excitement. "Well, in that case, I'm Wa-"

"Wanda!"

"Our girl!"

Everyone turned to the sound of Erik and Magda exiting the house and running down the porch steps. Excited to see their daughter, Wanda Maximoff.

Their daughter Wanda!

Natasha's eyes became wide. She pulled her hand away and watched as the mysterious person turned around and greeted Erik and Magda with a hug.

Shit! Natasha thought. She hated how her heart was beating right now.

What's worse was the smile Wanda shined when she briefly looked Natasha's way after exiting the hug with her parents.

It was the most beautiful smile she had ever seen be graced upon someone. Natasha especially liked the two front teeth. They were cute, and she could feel herself start to melt under Wanda.

This was trouble for Natasha. Wanda could sense this as she looked back at Natasha before glancing at her friends.

"Sam!" Erik turned away from his daughter and stuck his hand out to shake the driver of the Jeep. "Sir." The man inside the open Jeep stuck his hand out the nonexistent window and shook Erik's hand. Erik then looked from the man named Sam to the other occupants of the SUV. "Bucky, Carol, Darcy, Monica. Hello!" Erik smiled and waved.

They waved back.

"Hey, Mr. L. Who's that?" Asked a dark-haired younger woman with glasses. Darcy. She was pointing at Natasha.

All eyes were on her again.

"Oh!" Erik spoke up with a smile. Natasha moved a few steps closer and made sure to make eye contact with everyone. She raised her hand and waved. "Hi, I'm Natasha. Natasha Romanoff, and I'm Mr. Lehnsherr's new farmhand..." Her eyes slowly drifted past Erik and Magda and to the green eyes of Wanda. "I see myself being her for the foreseeable future." Natasha's eyes darted away.

Sam looked down at Natasha's chain.

"Did you serve?"

"Samuel!" Erik snapped his head towards the driver and shook it. Sam made a what?? face. Natasha cleared her throat and nodded. "No, it's alright," Natasha said to Erik as politely as possible. "But, yes, I did. Eight years."

Natasha missed the sound of Wanda's quiet gasp.

Sam swallowed his throat. "I have a buddy, Riley, who serves. It's honorable." Natasha smiled but shook her head. "Thanks." She wasn't ready to talk about the past she just left.

Wanda could see that, and her teasing smile and wandering eyes softened as she stared at the side profile of the sweaty redhead.

"Well, you're jacked!" A supportive voice came from the guy in the passenger seat. Wanda quickly looked in the direction of her friend Bucky. She watched his eyes scan Natasha like she was something he wanted.

Wanda unconsciously flared her nostrils and stepped forward, faking enthusiasm before Natasha could respond. The older woman watched Wanda. "Well, thank you, Sam, for driving!" Wandas walked up to the door and hung on it with a smile as she looked back at Carol, Darcy, and Monica. "Keep these boys in line, Danvers." The blonde laughed. "You got it."

Darcy looked from Wanda to Bucky.

She noticed and would always have Wanda's back. "It's rude to stare, Buck," Darcy said, making him pull his eyes away from Natasha. "I wasn't staring." He said before realizing how loud he was and turned away.

Missing the glare Wanda sent and the tilt of the head from Natasha.

Regardless, Sam laughed and got the jist. "Have a good one, Wanda." He said quietly with a wink. Monica slapped the back of his shoulder. "Just drive."

"See ya, Mr. L!" Darcy sang from the backseat for everyone in the car. Erik smiled and waved back as Sam started to turn the Jeep around. "Be safe!"

Everyone waved as they passed Natasha, who smiled and returned a courtesy wave. The redhead noticed a wink sent by the man named Bucky from the side mirror. She turned away and found the eyes of Wanda Maximoff looking up her body. Natasha swallowed and cleared her throat. "Well, I'll let you all catch up." Natasha smiled and turned to walk away when Wanda spoke up. "Wait!"

Natasha stopped and slowly turned back. "Come join us for lunch." Natasha looked past Wanda to Erik and Magda. They weren't planning on having lunch quite yet, but there was nothing wrong with having Natasha join and help out.

Especially if Wanda was going to join instead of spending her time ignoring her responsibilities by posting pictures and videos on the internet all day.

"Oh no, I have more work to get done and-" Erik stepped up and placed a hand on his daughter's shoulder. "Romanoff, come on. Wanda won't bite." He joked, but that's just what Natasha was afraid of. Wanda sinking her teeth into her because Natasha knew the second that happened, it would be all over.

Natasha cursed internally and nodded. She placed her work gloves into her back pocket, and followed the family inside their home. And Natasha didn't mean for it to happen, but her eyes found themselves glued onto the back of Wanda's tan thighs.

Wanda could feel it and hide a smile as she turned her head to the side. She cleared her throat.

Natasha immediately looked up and turned red from being caught. Wanda looked up and down Natasha before raising her eyebrows and turning back. "Mama," Wanda spoke up as she kicked off her shoes by the front door. Natasha was afraid of what was going to come out of Wanda's mouth. "Yes?" Magda and Erik stopped to hear their daughter's next question.

Wanda briefly glimpsed at Natasha, who was gently stepping out of her boots.

"Oh shit." The redhead thought.

"Where is Natasha staying?" She asked, knowing she made Natasha sweat. "Tiny House," Erik said. "No need to worry about her." He smiled and kissed his daughter's head before turning to Natasha. "Once you wash up, join me in the kitchen, and we'll cut up some potatoes." Natasha nodded. "Yes, sir."

Magda patted her husband's shoulder as he walked past. "Like Papa said, no need to worry about Natasha here, little one." Magda then turned to Natasha as Wanda walked up a few steps. "She always worries about the farmhands." Natasha looked past Magda and found Wanda winking.

Oh, she definitely "worried."

Natasha smiled. "Well, nice to know there's another person that'll be here in case anything happens." Magda smiled at that. "Oh, is chicken, potatoes, and rice okay for lunch? My husband just assumed." Natasha thought back to all the pecking she endured. She nodded. "Yes, ma'am."

"Good." Magda smiled and went to join her husband in the kitchen.

Natasha looked up to Wanda on the steps. Wanda was staring back with a teasing smile. "You were checking me out." The younger of the two said.

"You checked me out, too," Natasha replied. Wanda lightly laughed. "Yeah, but didn't you hear? I worry about the farmhands."

Natasha closed her mouth and rolled her tongue over her teeth, unknowingly making Wanda bite her bottom lip. "Well..." Natasha looked up to Wanda. "You don't need to worry about me. It won't do us any good."

Wanda didn't like that. She pulled her teeth back into her mouth and smiled with the look of someone who hated being told no.

She stepped down a few stairs and lowered her voice just above a whisper. "Being bad is more fun." Natasha swallowed as Wanda came closer and looked up at the body of the redhead slowly. "Natasha." Wanda husked out her name and made Natasha look her way as their green eyes reached each other. "You'll see." She said before turning around.

Natasha could breathe again.

"Oh, and in case you were wondering, my room is at the end of the hall on the left." Natasha gave nothing. So Wanda smiled. "You know the window you can see from the tiny house."

Natasha walked away with this new information and locked herself in the bathroom.

Her hands gripped the sides of the sink as she looked at herself in the mirror. "Get yourself together, Romanoff." She whispered shouted at herself. "Yes, she's fucking incredible, but she's your boss's daughter." Natasha sighed, and a flicker of Wanda smiling and her tan skin worked its way into Natasha's mind.

She looked up at herself in the mirror again.

"Get it together."

dividers by @/benkeibear

Tag list: @xenaizogie

[readingisloving]

Ongoing

Welp, Darcy has seen some shit in her time but even she had to admit time travel is new. Aaaaaand entirely unwelcome. She's a good and proper millennial and she goddamn acts like it! Out of everyone in this universe, why was it her?! Or Ian's goddamn, no good, dirty, rotten machine hurls Darcy back in time. In Utah. Oh, he also turned into dust right before she left so she's got a feeling no one is going to be looking for her. What's a girl to do but try to blend in and make a new life?

[noprobllama92]

chapters: 1/1

words: 7,868

fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Thor (Marvel Movies), Captain America (Marvel Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

rating: Explicit

warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Darcy Lewis

characters: James “Bucky” Barnes, Darcy Lewis, Jane Foster

additional tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Tony Stark is Darcy Lewis’s Parent, Mutual Pining, Post-Movie: Captain America: Civil War, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Darcy Lewis is Tony Stark’s Daughter, Snark, Kissing Booths

summary: Darcy’s not happy with her role at the Avenger’s charity carnival, but a certain super-soldier makes it all worth it in the end.

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[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: One thing Steve should have learned when it came to Darcy Lewis, never give her ideas because she won’t ever let them go. After Pepper’s baby-shower Darcy finds Steve in the kitchen trying to get drunk, who would have ever thought that the conversation that would come would lead to her pregnant with Captain America’s baby? Not Darcy, and certainly not Steve.

Author: @rhiannon-a-christy

Note from submitter: I know the summary makes it sound like a one night stand and unplanned pregnancy is about to happen, but what actually happens is a convo about them both wanting kids but thinking it's never gonna happen for them, and deciding to work out the logistics of doing fertility treatments together to have a baby they'd co-parent as friends (but then as they plan all this, they do fall in love along the way and it's very sweet).

[pollydoodles]

The Working Girl's Guide to Taming Your Imaginary Boyfriend

Jane, who was only trying to help - honest - inadvertently stitches Darcy up. Darcy, who's never been known to back down from a challenge, runs with it. Awkwardly.

Bucky Barnes doesn't know what's about to hit him.

Chapter Ten

Bucky stared into the gloomy darkness, flat on his back with his heart thudding so loudly in his ears that he was sure not only Darcy could hear it but also the lonely guy next door and probably everyone else still awake in the 60 room motel. It felt like seven years since she had invited herself into his bed and his arms, yet it could only have been five minutes since she’d quietly threaded her fingers through his and guided his arm to her waist.

[cherrybright]

Chapters: 37/? Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Captain America (Movies), The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV), Thor (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Darcy Lewis, James "Bucky" Barnes & Sam Wilson, Darcy Lewis & Pepper Potts, Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson, James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis & Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis & Peter Parker Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Darcy Lewis, Happy Hogan, Pepper Potts, Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Peter Parker, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Sarah Wilson (Marvel), Alpine (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel) Additional Tags: Mentioned Tony Stark, Mentioned Steve Rogers, Mentioned Jane Foster (Marvel), Thor: Love and Thunder (2022) Spoilers, Fluff, New York City, Meet-Cute, Angst, Captain America Sam Wilson Summary:

Bucky and Darcy went through a lot. They've lost a lot. Actually, they've lost so much they're not sure how they can move forward anymore. Maybe meeting each other could do that. Maybe meeting each other could change everything for them. But are they ready for it?

And what about their friends ?

This story is about the second chances our heroes are trying to make happen for themselves.

[scarlettsoldier]

obscure fanfic question, but does anyone remember the fic darcy lewis, archaeologist?

does anyone know what happened to it? tagging @fuckyeahdarcylewis but really if anyone knows

[fuckyeahdarcylewis]

A Long Time Ago, In A Darcyverse Far, Far Away

by Azure_Waves

A collection of drabbles to celebrate May the 4th, Darcyverse style.

Words: 600, Chapters: 6/20, Language: English

Fandoms: Thor (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Mandalorian (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Darcy Lewis

Relationships: Din Djarin/Darcy Lewis, James "Bucky" Barnes/Darcy Lewis, Darcy Lewis/Loki

Additional Tags: Star Wars Day | May the 4th, darcyverse discord may the 4th event, Drabbles

from AO3 works tagged 'James "Bucky" Barnes/Darcy Lewis' https://ift.tt/vWw7YJZ via IFTTT

[ours-is-feral-love]

Vote Now for day 5 (the last day!) of my self-imposed Wintershock writing challenge!

[shego89notabot]

Chapters: 21/? Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Rape/Non-Con Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers Characters: Darcy Lewis, Tony Stark, Nick Fury, Phil Coulson, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Happy Hogan, Jane Foster (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Melinda May, Alexander Pierce, Remy LeBeau Additional Tags: Non-Consensual Touching, Darcy Lewis is Tony Stark's Daughter, Protective Tony Stark, Medical Trauma, Past Rape/Non-con, Date Rape Drug/Roofies, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Past Torture, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, canon means nothing to me, Angst has no place here either, No beta - we live like BAMF women here, Timeline What Timeline, Everyone Is Poly Because Avengers Summary:

Tony discovers Steve Rogers was found alive before the events of the Avenger's movie. After finding him being abused while still unconscious he has him brought to the tower for safety so Steve wakes up in a completely different situation with a subdued, sympathetic Tony Stark offering support and friendship. How will this change future events? And what will happen when Tony's brilliant hacker daughter, Darcy Lewis, discovers HYDRA hidden within SHIELD at the same time?

[themculibrary]

Avengers Reacting To Their Movies Masterlist

A Beautiful Journey (fanfiction.net) - Aragorn II Elessar T, 566k

Summary: Watch-it fic. In 2035, members of the Avengers, X-Men and Fantastic Four bring forth the Avengers, Scott Lang, Hope van Dyne, T'Challa, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Pepper Potts, Aunt May and Loki from the past to watch the first three phases of the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

All the Days of our Lives, Phase 1 (ao3) - ElrondsScribe pepper/tony, jane/thor, clint/laura, ian/darcy, wanda/vision, sharon/steve, bucky/natasha N/R, 41k

Summary: An Avengers-watch-their-own-movies fanfiction. I know it's been done before, but I wanted to try it with a more expansive audience. In addition to all the Avengers (both retired and active) you'll find Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Laura Barton, Betty Ross, Helen Cho, Jane Foster, Darcy Lewis, and even Ian Boothby.

Post Captain America: Civil War. AU, obviously. All ships in the tags. Please do enjoy! Warning: there will be a bit of language.

First up: Captain America: The First Avenger

Assemble (ao3) - Stand_with_Ward_and_Queen T, 201k

Summary: Ten years after Thanos’ defeat, Clint Barton, with help from Stephen Strange and a SHIELD agent named Leopold Fitz, brings the Avengers, plus Peter Parker, Scott Lang, and T'Challa, from a few months prior to The Avengers Civil War to show them the future so they don’t repeat the same mistakes.

Avengers Watch Ant-Man and The Wasp Quantumania Trailer (ao3) - SpiderWidowFam88 scott/hope, hank/janet, pepper/tony, mj/peter T, 5k

Summary: [Part 2 of Avengers Watch Stuff]

After Watching the events of No Way Home, the Avengers have some time to cool off and have a chat before their host plays another assortment of clips of their future.

This time, it's about the rise of a new villain and the adventures of the lovely Scott Lang.

Avengers watch Captain Marvel (fanfiction.net) - Roxas Itsuka T, 30k

Summary: Called forth by an unknown being. The Avengers are made watch a movie about a hero who came not long before them. Fury and Goose present also. No pairing.

Avengers Watch Spider-Man No Way Home (ao3) - SpiderWidowFam88 mj/peter, pepper.tony T, 71k

Summary: The movie left me feeling so heartbroken for our favorite spider kid so this is how I'm dealing with it.

Expect everyone being protective of Peter and desperately wishing they could be there to kill all of his problems.

Cough* cough* Natasha...

It's exactly what the title says.

They watch Spider-Man No Way Home

bro (ao3) - hunkahulkaaburningfudge G, 64k

Summary: The Avengers watch their future.

A Hawkeye watch-it fic.

bus boy (ao3) - hunkahulkaburningfudge clea/stephen, kate/america G, 40k

Summary: The Avengers watch their future.

A Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings watch-it fic.

Film Reels (fanfiction.net) - Little-miss-laughs-alot G, 19k

Summary: A stack of film reels sent to the Avenger Mansion will be intriguing for some, but for one, it will be difficult. Reliving Steve's past- before and after Captain America came to be, they get to know exactly who the kid from Brooklyn really is. Now Complete!

pizza balls (ao3) - hunkahulkaaburningfudge wanda/vision, kate/america, clea/stephen G, 58k

Summary: The Avengers watch their future.

A Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness watch-it fic.

Rewriting The Way This Story Ends [IM1] (ao3) - bookaholic4ever G, 49k

Summary: An Avengers watch the MCU fic. Will be Tony Stark centric. The OG 6 and Bucky, Sam, Wanda, Vision and Rhodey are also included. Can the Avengers watch and learn from their mistakes to protect their earth and in turn the universe from a madman? Read to find out. Set after Civil War and Homecoming but before Infinity War.

In this installment they are watching Iron Man.

stupid pigeon (ao3) - hunkahulkaaburningfudge layla el-faouly/marc G, 67k

Summary: The Avengers watch their future.

A Moon Knight watch-it fic.

The story behind the man: Iron Man 1 (ao3) - Anothershadow24 bruce/tony T, 34k

Summary: A year after the so called 'Civil War', the six original avengers, plus Sam, Wanda, Vision, Fury and Hill, get locked up on a room to watch a stack of films about one Tony Stark.

Watching- Iron Man 1 (ao3) - Schayisgay pepper/tony T, 28k

Summary: Up First- Iron Man 1.

The Avengers and Co watch their resident Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist as he becomes Iron Man.

Watch my life, feel my pain (Do I deserve it?) (ao3) - Wise_writer_girl wanda/vision, steve/natasha, sam/bucky, bruce/thor, pepper/tony T, 175k (WIP)

Summary: The Avengers wake up in a theater, the Theatre of Judgement, all from different times in the MCU storylines. The Judgement Spirit, Justice, is forcing them to watch WandaVision clips. If Wanda has suffered enough, Justice will bring Vision, Tommy and Billy back to life. But things don't seem so black and white when the loved ones of the other heroes are brought in as well. A deal must be made: the reveal of the darkest, most embarrassing and most painful moments of their stories in exchange for just a moment longer with someone they've loved and lost. Can the Earth's Mightiest Heroes cope with their best-kept secrets being exposed?

For the sake of those they love, they're going to have to.

[olsenmyolsen]

Chapter Nine: Feelings

The Farmer's Daughter - (A WandaNat Story)

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Tag list: @xenaizogie

Summary: A drunk Wanda and a confused Natasha get into an argument.

Word Count: 1.5K

Content: Drinking, Jealousy, Feelings, Crying, Throwing Up

"Wanda!"

Natasha caught up to the person she didn't want to admit feelings for. Wanda, who was stopped at a street corner. Crying. She tried to stop the tears from falling but couldn't.

She was drunk and in her confused feelings.

"Hey.. Hey... Wanda." Natasha's sad eyes looked over the red face of Wanda. Slowly, she lifted her hands to wipe the tears away, but Wanda backed up. "Don't touch me!" She yelled, slapping the redhead's hands away.

Passbyers walked down the sidewalk with curious eyes.

"Okay, I'm sorry." Natasha's voice was gentle. "What can I do for you?" Natasha asked as she stepped closer to Wanda again.

She was drunk, and Natasha wanted to- needed to be there for her.

Wanda scoffed as she brushed her palm up against her runny nose. "So what..." She sniffled. "Now you want to pay attention to me!? Now I'm important enough for Natasha Romanoff!?" Wanda couldn't stop the words from falling out of her mouth.

Her heart, mind, and mouth were all fighting for control.

She rolled her eyes as she waited for Natasha to answer. Natasha wasn't sure where to even start. "Wanda... I have been I- we were having a nice night with your friends.."

Wanda swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded. "No, you're right." She said. "Sorry, we were having a nice night. I was having a nice night with you until-" Wanda stopped herself as she shook her head and wiped her tears. "Forget it." She choked out as she started walking away—no particular destination.

Natasha was right behind her. "Wanda!" She called out as her hand grabbed Wanda's, spinning her around. Even in Wanda's drunk state, she could see the hurt in Natasha's eyes. Figuratively and physically. There was a crinkle in the corner of her eyes that was otherwise smooth when she was happy, like when she laughed or smiled for Wanda.

"Talk to me..." Natasha pleaded before letting her fingers run down the side of Wanda's hand until they fell into the open air. "Please..." She begged of Wanda.

"Kate," Wanda said. "You missed her, didn't you?!" Wanda began yelling words she didn't even believe.  "Seeing her tonight probably reminded you of a better time, right? A time when you could actually say what you fucking mean. Do what you fucking want!"

Wanda was now screaming, and Natasha was taking it. The military taught her well.

But this was different. "Wanda-"

"Stop!" Wanda was shaking as she cried. "Just stop, Natasha." Natasha shook her head and brought her body closer. "What are you saying, Wanda..?" Natasha sounded small in this moment.

Wanda shouldn't have stuck to her guns, but she did.

"I'm saying she's more age-appropriate for you than I am! She's cute! Probably could make you happier." Wanda hiccuped. "I mean fuck Natasha would it kill you to even touch me or realize what you do to me!" Wandas shook her head again. "Just forget it. Leave me the fuck alone. Go back to Kate."

Wanda hiccuped again as she turned away from Natasha, who just stared at Wanda as she digested every word Wanda threw her way.

Natasha finally took a step back.

She knew words could kill, and Wanda wasn't trying to do that. But she sure as hell was sharpening the knife.

"Is that what you think I want!?" Natasha remained calm, but anger was overtaking her tone. Wanda tilted her head back. "You don't know what you're talking about, Wanda." Natasha shook her head as she spoke. "You don't get to tell me anything about Kate. You have no idea who she is to me!"

"Enlighten me then! What was she your fuck buddy? Your girlfriend?" Wanda puffed out her chest and called on the truth.

"She's my dead sister's fiancee!" Natasha yelled back as she pointed her finger at Wanda, who was left shocked in the face. "She was our war photographer!" Natasha's exterior was cracking and fast. "God." Natasha breathed as she lifted her head before the backside of her right hand rested on her forehead.

Her eyes returned to Wanda's. Full of sadness and guilt.

Natasha exhaled. "Be honest with me," Natasha spoke, her hands falling. She didn't wait for an answer. "Do you really think Kate would make me happier than someone else? Do you really think I don't realize my actions when I'm around you? I mean Jeuss Wanda.." Natasha sniffled and exhaled. "Do you want me to leave you alone? If you say yes, I'll walk away. Right here. Right now."

Natasha stared at Wanda. Tears were ready to fall from both their eyes.

As Wanda's bottom lip quivered as she shook her head no.

Natasha let out a breath. One of relief. Her hurt eyes then looked at Wanda. She was hurting, too. "Wanda..." Natasha sighed. "What are we doing here?" She swallowed the soreness in her throat. "What are we?" She asked, even if neither of the two knew the answer. Especially in this moment.

"Don't leave."

Those two words harmed Natasha's heart. Natasha quickly took steps forward and found Wanda's arms wrapping around her in a hug.

No, not everything was better, but if there's one thing for certain, Natasha realized she had strong feelings for Wanda.

To Wanda, those feelings only grew.

"Natasha..." Wanda whispered into Natasha's shoulder. "Yes?" Natasha whispered back. Wanda swallowed. She was trying to find the right words. "I.." She started. Natasha leaned back from the hug to watch Wanda. "I.. really-"

It happened fast. Wanda pushed Natasha away as she turned and started throwing up the events of tonight.

Natasha quickly bunched Wanda's hair so none of it got puked on. "It's okay. You're okay." Natasha spoke to Wanda as the brunette threw up again.

Wanda's mind was officially tired, and Natasha could see that as she held Wanda close. Practically holding her upright as she led them both back to the beer garden.

"Oh, Wanda, babes!" Darcy said as she ran to her friend's side after the bouncer escorted her and Kate out of the beer garden to help Natasha. "Here!" Kate handed Natasha a handful of napkins that Natasha had no issue using on the corner of Wanda's mouth.

Darcy's looked from Wanda to Natasha. "What happened?" She asked, trying to get all the gossip she could. "We were talking, and then she threw up," Natasha answered, leaving Kate and Darcy wanting more. "Just talking?" Kate raised an eyebrow.

Natasha looked from one friend to the other.

She sighed.

"Look, I just want to get her home. Okay?" Natasha sounded tired, and both friends could see the water in the corner of Natasha's eyes.

After throwing up, it was as if Wanda's life moved in pictures until her head hit a pillow and fell asleep.

She remembers Natasha's hands on her side. The way she moved carefully around from her hip up to below her side boob as they walked. She remembers Darcy holding her up as Kate went inside the beer garden with Natasha for a brief moment. She remembers Natasha helping her into the passenger seat of someone's car and how Natasha buckled her in. She remembers Natasha's eyes looking from the road to Wanda and how she finally placed her hand on Wanda's thigh as she drove.

She also remembers a chorus of "I'm sorry." but she honestly doesn't know if they came from her or Natasha.

It wasn't until halfway through the morning when Wanda woke up that every memory came flooding back.

Wanda groaned and pulled the blanket up over her head. That's when she blinked her eyes open more and realized that she didn't dream this.

She really was in Natasha's bed.

Wanda quickly threw off the cover and sprung up, making her headache pound harder. Wanda looked around the room, and sure enough, it was the tiny house. Wanda's eyes landed on the floor, where she saw a pillow and a small blanket.

That's where Natasha slept.

She brought her eyes to her body and saw that she was wearing a pair of Natasha's bike shorts and one of her old shirts she gave to the redhead.

Wanda sighed. She felt terrible.

A text tone filled the room, making Wanda look to her right. On Natasha's end table was Wanda's phone, charging next to a plate of toast, water, toothbrush and toothpaste, and two Advils.

A handwritten note sat on her phone.

⭐︎ To make you feel better ⭐︎

Five words surrounded by stars. Wanda scooted herself closer and pulled the paper into her hands. Wanda smiled at the poorly hand-drawn stars.

She then carefully placed the paper back down before taking the pills with a sip of water. Her phone went off again, forcing her to pull it off the charger as she took a bite of toast.

It was Darcy.

D: okay this is probably my hundredth text and I swear to good if you don't respond I'm assuming you're dead!

Wanda coughed on her toast as she laughed. She wanted to call Darcy and talk about everything from last night, but at the same time, she didn't even know what to say.

She didn't even know where to start.

So, instead, she texted her that she was alive and put her phone on do not disturb mode as she finished her toast.

The sooner Wanda got up, the sooner she could talk to Natasha.

dividers by @/benkeibear

[readingisloving]

Completed

The magnetometer rests in pieces. Wires are tangled, the dial removed, and the plastic covering cracked in half. “Ahh,” Darcy says dryly. “You killed it.” He taps his fingers against his thigh. “Old habits. Thought it could’ve been a security risk.” It takes an awkward pause for her to realise he meant it could have been a bomb. “Geez, man,” she says, looking aimlessly around the room and scratching the back of her head. “Your life until now must have sucked.” Or: in which Darcy is unknowingly good at giving orders, and Bucky takes solace in the fact.

[noprobllama92]

chapters: 6/6

words: 32,350

fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Thor (Marvel Movies), Captain America (Marvel Movies)

rating: Explicit

warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Darcy Lewis

characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, with cameos by Natasha Romanoff, Jane Foster, Tony Stark

additional tags: Darcy Lewis is Tony Stark's Daughter, Mutual Pining, Love at First Sight, Bucky Barnes Feels, Explicit Sexual Content, Canon Divergence - Post-Movie: Captain America: Civil War (2016), 5+1 Things, POV Bucky Barnes, Some angst, Happy Ending, Eventual Smut, POV Darcy Lewis

summary: Five times Bucky saves Darcy and the one time she saves him.

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What Souls Are Made Of (Bucky Barnes/Darcy Lewis Soulmate AU)

A/N: Not betta’d, not proof read. 

Soulmate Identifying Marks: the first words your soulmate speaks to you are tattooed on your skin. 

Darcy frequented coffee shops almost every day. She always ordered an iced coffee, no matter the weather. In the 100 degree New Mexico heat or in the middle of a New York blizzard, never did she order a hot coffee. The reason for this quirk of hers? She didn’t want to scald her soulmate when she inevitably spilt coffee on them.  Her soulmark, black script under her left clavicle, written with a penmanship that Darcy was awed over were the words “It’s okay Sweetheart, I didn’t like this suit anyways.” She wasn’t one hundred percent sure that she’d meet her soulmate at a coffee shop, but that was the only logical explanation for how Darcy would ruin someone’s outfit, so she kept her fingers crossed and set aside an astronomical coffee allowance each month. When Darcy moved into the tower, Jane always teased her for bothering to walk the six blocks to the nearest coffee shop when Avengers Tower had it’s own coffee place only a few floors below them. She just always stuck out her tongue out at her best friend/boss on the way out the door.  

Bucky didn’t have a soulmate back in the 40s. He was a blank, just like Steve, it was one of the reasons he and the punk bonded the way they did; they only had each other.  Throughout his time as The Asset, he couldn’t remember ever realizing he had a mark. When your brain is being frozen and thawed over and over, memories turn into a haze of confusion. When he finally had come back to himself, falling from the Triskelion he filed it away for later, not wanting to think about the fact that he had a soulmate. Finally when his running was over, when he had obliterated every hidden Hydra base he had memory of, he found a safe house in the middle of nowhere and tried to put the pieces of his soul back together. His soulmark scared him, it rocked him to his core. Their placement wasn’t lost on him, words scrawled down his right forearm, his dominant hand, the hand he always shot with “You’re covered in blood”. He was terrified that somehow Hydra would find him, turn him back into their weapon, that the Soldier would meet his mate first, and he had no doubt of what the Soldier would do. Their inky black letters were the only reassurance Bucky had that he hadn’t already met them. That his soulmate was out there somewhere, alive and well. He prayed to a god he didn’t believe in, hoping he’d never meet them. 

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Bucky hated going to his therapy sessions, he hated having to go meet with a government appointed shrink who he knew was more worried about cataloging every detail about his time with Hydra than they were helping him heal. But it was a requirement of his freedom, that he meet with a shrink once a month, to prove he was making progress, that he was no longer the monster he once was. He scoffed sardonically at the thought, he knew better. He would always be the monster they made him, it was always lurking in the back of his mind, waiting. But he pretended, he put on the black suit in his closet, showed up and told them what they wanted to hear, that he was cured, no longer the weapon he had been, trying to believe the lies himself. This day was no different, he was leaving Dr. Adam’s office blocks away from the tower and trying to calm himself. He counted to 10, breathing in and out slowly, trying to make the anger boiling up in him subside. He was tired of jumping through hoops, putting on the stupid government monkey suit, sitting through an interrogation every month. He still wasn’t free, not really, he had just traded one handler for another, no matter how Dr. Adams had tried to spin it. His head was spinning, he had to get away from the crowds and the noise on the street. He ducked into an alley, one he often used it to cut through to Stark’s gaudy building, ripping off his suit jacket and loosening his tie. He couldn’t breathe, he was suffocating. He started muttering to himself, repeating the grounding words Sam had taught him over and over again like a mantra. Bucky finally came back to himself, not knowing how much time had passed. His panic attacks always felt like they went on forever but usually they only lasted for a few minutes. They became shorter the more he used the techniques Sam had been teaching him. He ran his flesh hand over his face, wiping away the sheen of sweat that had appeared. Taking a deep breath he grabbed his phone out of his back pocket, glancing at the time, 2:08, he was late. He and Steve had planned to meet in the gym at 2:00. Working out and talking things out with Steve always helped after his therapy sessions. He cursed unlocking his phone to shoot Steve a text letting him know he was okay just running behind, when he heard a scream. 

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Darcy knew a petite woman probably shouldn’t be cutting through alleys alone by themselves in New York City. It didn’t matter that it was the middle of the afternoon, nothing ever good happened in dark alleyways, even in downtown Manhattan. But she was running late, her favorite coffee place always closed at 2:30 for the afternoon, reopening around 5:00 pm for the after work crowd. She normally wouldn’t have cut it so close, but she and Jane had to catch a flight to New Mexico at 4:30, planning to observe a meteor shower in the middle of the desert, and she couldn’t miss it. According to Jane this shower only occurred once every 200 years, so she knew that if she was late Jane would kill her. Any sane person would just skip their coffee run, shrugging it off and go back tomorrow, but Darcy was not sane. What if today was the day she’d meet them? What if she didn’t go today and that was when fate had decided that it was time, and if she missed them what if she never got another chance? Meeting your soulmate was never a guarantee and Darcy was not taking any chances. So she prayed to Thor, shooting up a glance at the sky hoping Heimdall was watching and ducked into the alley. 

Darcy wasn’t stupid, she kept her head on a swivel, she was halfway through the alley. It was long, cutting her commute by two blocks but she had never had any issues before so she hoped she wouldn’t today.  She spotted the man sitting at the bottom of the fire escape before he saw her. He had a bottle of liquor in his hand, muttering to himself and then taking a deep swig from the bottle. She debated turning back, but something was nagging her to keep going. She stood up straighter, digging her hand into her messenger bag. She admonished herself when she realized in her haste leaving the lab that she had forgotten to make sure she had her taser. That would be the last time she let Stark tinker with her toys, her science bro hadn’t put it back in her bag like she had asked him to. But Darcy wouldn’t let herself panic, nothing had happened, she would just confidently walk past the man and be on her way. She suppressed her cringe when he noticed her walk by and catcalled her. She ignored him, head held high and increased her pace minutely. 

“I was talking to you, bitch!” The man yelled, getting up from the fire escape. 

Darcy knew she should’ve just kept walking, ignoring her indignation and keep her mouth shut, that would be the smart thing to do; but Darcy never considered herself smart. 

She turned back, outraged at the audacity at this man. “And I was ignoring you, bitch!”

“The fuck you just say to me?” The man yelled walking towards her before bracing himself on the railing of the fire escape, clearly drunk. 

“You heard me.” She said, turning and storming off, muttering about sexist repugnant assholes and their lack of respect. It was then when she was shoved from behind, slamming into the brick wall on her left. She let out a shout, she hadn’t heard the man come up behind her. She turned, laying a solid right hook into her assailant, she had been aiming for his jaw but she had underestimated how tall he was. The punch landed on his shoulder, making the man stagger back but it didn’t give her the advantage she needed. 

She was shoved again hard against the brick, her head slamming back into the brick with a crack. The man was right on top of her, pressing her against the wall. 

“You should watch your mouth Bitch. Wouldn’t want to piss off the wrong guy, never know what might happen. .” He sneered, pressing something cold into her abdomen, if she had to bet it was the end of a gun. 

She wanted to scream, to panic, to blindly lash out at her attacker but a voice sounding strangely like a certain red headed Russian she knew told her to be calm, to take stock of her position, analyze what assets she had to her advantage. Her arms weren’t pinned to her sides but there wasn’t anything within arms reach. She knew she didn’t have the strength to fight him off outright, so she decided that running was her only option. If she could get in a good strike or two and  then run, she should be able to escape and get help. She’d have to take him by surprise, but she could do it. 

“You’re right.” She spoke softly, slowly raising her hands to her sides in surrender. 

The man smiled “damn right, pretty girl like you shouldn’t talk like that, especially to a man.” He raised one hand to her face. 

Darcy tried not to flinch away, focusing on how the movement exposed his face to her. Now was her chance. Natasha always told her that the eyes were a weakness, that when cornered she should use any weakness her attacker had to her advantage. So she struck, using her sharp nails to her advantage, gouging at her assailants eyes. He screamed, automatically reaching up to protect his eyes. The sudden movement made her vision swim, she definitely had a concussion. She shoved him then, trying to get him off of her enough so she could escape but his weight mixed with her incoordination from her head injury made it so he didn’t move very much. He pushed her against the wall again, and Darcy fought, panic finally taking over. She kicked out blindly, hoping to knock him off balance so she could escape. 

She heard the gun go off before she registered the pain in her side. She slid down the wall, hands automatically going to where the bullet had lodge in her stomach. She watched her attacker run away, having enough energy to push the panic button hidden on her necklace as her vision grew black. 

— 

Bucky was running before he realized it, he was so focused on the man running out of the alley that he almost ran past her. She was slumped against the brick wall, one hand clutching her side, the other holding on a pendant around her neck. She seemed vaguely familiar but he was unsure where he had seen her before, if he actually knew her or if she was just a random face in the crowd. He shook his head, as if he could shake the feeling that he knew the woman bleeding in front of him. He knelt, laying her body flat, leaning over her to check for a pulse. She was breathing thankfully. He placed pressure on the wound with his metal hand and grabbed his phone out of his pocket with the other, dialing Steve and putting the phone up to his ear before applying pressure with the other hand. 

“Buck you’re—.” Steve answered but Bucky cut him off. 

“Track my location, I need medical, one civilian, gunshot wound to the lower left abdomen, I’m not far from the tower. 

Steve was gone, the voice of the Captain replacing him “Okay Bucky, they’re on the way, I’m headed your way too, ETA 2 minutes.” 

Bucky straightened his head where it had been cradling the phone, letting it fall to the ground. He didn’t know the woman bleeding underneath him, but he would save her, he needed to save her. 

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An extreme jolt of pain brought Darcy back to consciousness. She moaned and opened her eyes, squinting against the sunlight. There was a man above her, she panicked momentarily before she realized it wasn’t the same man that attacked her. He was on the phone, she heard him talking frantically, calling someone for help. She studied the man before her, the figure was blurry but she could make out some of his features. He was handsome, striking blue eyes and beautiful brown hair that was tied back into a man bun. She didn’t normally like longer hair on men but he pulled it off. His hair style was a contrast against his outfit, he was wearing black pants and a white button-down shirt. It was a shame he was covered in blood, why was he bleeding?

“You’re covered in blood.” Darcy spoke, raising a weak hand to poke the man on the chest. Another wave of pain radiated from her side and that’s when she looked down, noticing the man had both hands pressed to her side. She frowned then, she was bleeding, why was she bleeding? She ruined this man’s nice outfit. Tears sprang to her eyes then, she hadn’t meant to ruin his suit. A part of her knew that the last thing she should be worried about was this man’s clothes, she was literally bleeding to death, but the blood loss was getting to her and clearly making her brain a little insane. 

“I ruined you outfit.” She said as she ran her hand down the mans front, as if she could wipe away the blood. 

““It’s okay Sweetheart, I didn’t like this suit anyways.” The man replied in a soothing tone. She hummed and blinked hard, trying to fight off the darkness. He had a nice voice, she thought as the world around her started to fade. It was warm and she was so very cold. 

—

Bucky was counting the seconds that went by since he talked to Steve. Two minutes, who knew 120 seconds could go by so slowly. At 51 seconds he pressed harder on the woman’s side, hoping he wasn’t pressing too hard but the blood was seeping past his palms. He heard the woman groan then, the excessive pressure and pain rousing her from her unconscious state. She was frowning up at him, a confused look painted on her face. She licked her lips and Bucky tried not to notice how nice her lips were, or that they were painted the same color of the warm liquid leaking between his fingers. His eyes were torn away from her face and to his chest where her small hand nudged his chest. 

“You’re covered in blood” she spoke, the words sounding as if she was confused as to why that was. 

Bucky inhaled sharply, her words setting off alarm bells in his mind. This injured woman bleeding out beneath him was his soulmate. She was his, and she was dying. He leaned on his army training to keep his fear at bay. His panic would not help either one of them, and he would help her, she would not die today, he wouldn’t allow it. He was roused from his thoughts as her her hand traveled the length of his chest. 

“I ruined your outfit.” 

She was crying, tears silently falling from the biggest blue eyes Bucky had ever seen. She was scared, he could see it in those aegean eyes. She was scared and yet here she was worried about how her blood had ruined his suit. 

“It’s okay Sweetheart, I didn’t like this suit anyways.” he spoke in what he hoped was a soothing voice. He wanted to ease her worries, if she only knew how much he hated this suit. He hated it even more now that it was covered in his soulmates blood. She smiled up at him as her eyes began to close again. 

“Come on doll, you gotta stay awake okay? Help is coming.” Bucky urged her. He wanted to pat her face, to rouse her but he could’t remove his hands from the oozing wound. How many seconds had It been? Surely it had been two minutes. The panic was setting in, this wasn’t what Bucky had planned, this wasn’t how their meeting was supposed to go. 

“Please, please doll, just stay with me. Stay with me, please, please.” That’s how Steve found him, begging his soulmate to stay with him. Bucky didn’t even realize help had arrived until he was being shoved aside by Stark’s medics. Steve had to forcibly drag him from his soulmates side. 

“Buck, they got her. They’re helping her, she’s gonna be okay Bucky.” His best friend was in front of him now, grasping his shoulders shaking him. “You okay Buck?” Steve questioned, concern lacing his voice. 

“It’s her Steve. It’s her and she lost so much blood and I couldn’t—” Bucky choked on the words “—I couldn’t stop the bleeding. She wasn’t supposed to be the one bleeding. It wasn’t supposed to be hers.” It was then that Bucky felt the tears, tracks of wetness falling down his cheeks. He went to wipe them away but stopped short, catching the sight of his soulmates blood on his hands. 

The sound of Iron Man’s repulsors drew both he and Steve’s attention. “Where is Darcy? She activated her panic button.” Stark questioned anxiously. 

“Who?” Steve questioned as Bucky pointed towards the medical team.

“Darcy!” Tony rushed over to the woman surrounded by medics. “I have a medical team ready back at the tower, she stable enough to be moved?” Stark asked worriedly 

“Times not on her side, sir. We were able to temporarily cauterize the bleed but it’s not a permanent fix, any jostle and the bleeding will start back up. She’s lost a lot of blood.” 

“FRIDAY notify medical, we’re gonna need an OR right now. I’m bringing Darcy in through the the Penthouse.You guys get her ready to move, I’m taking her back, quickest way to get her to medical.” Tony demanded turning back to face Bucky and Steve. 

“Did you do this? Did you lose control? If you hurt her, I’ll kill you.” Tony pointed accusingly towards Bucky his voice laced with malice. 

Steve opened his mouth to object at Stark’s accusations but Bucky spoke up first. Unsurprisingly Stark had suspected he was behind the bloodshed. He knew what it looked like and he knew what Tony thought of him. “I was at the opposite end of the alley, heard her scream, came running. The person who attacked her ran, couldn’t chase after him and keep her from bleeding out. Don’t know what he looked like. Tell the doctor’s she’s got a head injury, she wasn’t making much sense when she was awake.” 

Stark nodded once in comprehension, not even apologizing for his assumptions before he turned, bundled the brunette in his arms and took off. 

“Steve, please, I gotta…” Bucky’s voice trailed off, turning back towards the tower. 

“I know Buck, go. I’ll meet you in medical once we’re done here.” 

Bucky took off running, sprinting as fast as he could, his thoughts racing faster than his feet. Darcy…his soulmates name is Darcy. His soulmate was Darcy and she would live. She must live.