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Zombie Apocalypse - Bucky Barnes/Darcy Lewis/Sam Wilson
for @piccalilymusic 310 words Rated T Waiting for the zombie hoard to leave us alone and other ways to pass the time
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A pair of hands yanked her down into a storm grate, and another pair clasped over her mouth as she was brought face to face with Captain America himself. And Bucky.
Sam pressed one finger to his lips and went to work replacing the grate. Bucky pulled her away from the opening and she turned in his arms and hugged him tightly.
“I’m so glad to see you guys,” she whispered.
“Shh,” Sam shushed softly. “When they’re gone.”
“Oh,” she mouthed.
It took a while for them to leave, but as the zombies marched above, Sam led Darcy and Bucky to what looked like a base in the drains
There were beds on stilts and a few other creature comforts.
“Okay, we can talk here, but quietly,” Sam cautioned her.
She wrapped both arms around him and he pulled her up off the ground with the tightness of his hug. “I’m so glad to see you guys,” she whispered.
“We’re glad to see you too, doll,” Bucky said, hoisting himself up into one of the beds. “Thought you were up north with the others.”
She shook her head. “I was in the lab when it happened. I made it all of two blocks from the labs in two days, though. Great progress. Didn’t know this was an option.”
“I wish I’d have known that, Darce,” Sam replied. “I’d have come for you.”
“You guys are busy, don’t beat yourself up,” she replied.
“Still, you’re okay? Not... hurt?”
The unspoken word was ‘bitten’, but she shook her head. “Not a scratch, actually. I’ve been employing the tactic of fucking hiding until I was certain there was nothing before moving. Which is why I’ve made it two blocks.
“You’re alive, that’s all you need,” Bucky replied. “And now you’ve got us. We’ll take care of you.”
“Yea, we will,” Sam assured her.
#Wintertaserwings#Bucky Barnes#Darcy Lewis#Sam Wilson#Bucky x Darcy x Sam#Bucky/Darcy/Sam#Halloween Prompts 2020#orange#my writing#piccalilymusic
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Werewolves - Bucky Barnes/Clint Barton/Darcy Lewis
for @piccalilymusic 458 words Rated T It’s you, you’re my pack now
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The dark wolf zipped in close and snapped at hind legs of the one currently pinning Clint to the ground.
Darcy was laying on her side, bleeding from a head wound, but she hadn’t switched back into her human form, so Clint wasn’t as worried as he might have been otherwise. She wasn’t knocked out, just tired.
The thing that had most of his attention was the dark wolf with a single silver leg that was currently beating the shit ouf of the white wolf that had been well on its way to having Clint for lunch.
Once the wolf was off him, he rolled over and ran to Darcy, switching into human to check out her wounds. Her fur was matted around them, but they didn’t look deep. Just painful.
There was a loud squeal and the white wolf ran off, tail between his legs as the silver legged wolf howled and growled after him.
He shifted then, silver front leg lengthening until he could unclench the fist. Bucky eyed the two of them. First Clint, and then down to Darcy. “How bad is she?” he asked, ignoring the elephant in the forest, which was why in the fuck was he back when he’d made such a big deal about leaving them earlier that day?
“Not bad, but I think she’s in too much pain to shift.”
“She needs to shift, so we can get her medical attention,” Bucky replied gruffly, kneeling beside her. “Darce... come on baby, you can do it. Shift out. It’s just painful, you won’t die.”
She whined and Clint recognized the sound. She was annoyed, but she shifted, letting out a cry of pain as her hand went to her side. “Fuck me sideways, Mother of fucking liminal Ikeas that are out of meatballs.”
“There, there... just lay there. You ain’t gotta do anything else. Just leave it to me and Clint, okay?”
She nodded. “No danger of me tryng to do anything else, promise.”
Bucky turned back to Clint. “What?” he asked.
“Didn’t say nothing.”
“Don’t have to. I can tell you want to, and that’s enough. So what?”
“You’re back,” Clint said simply.
“Yeah, well. You guys are my pack now. I can’t leave,” Bucky said with a shrug. “Are you saying you want me gone?”
“Nope,” Clint replied.
“Fuck no,” Darcy said simultaneously and both of the glanced at her relatively aggressive outburst. “I’m in fucking pain here. I’m allowed to swear when y’all are being dingbats.”
“Right. Medical care...” Bucky stooped down to pick her up. “You got somewhere to go?”
“Janey,” she replied. “Take me to Janey.”
“To Janey we go?” Bucky said with a glance to Clint, who shifted and started running in the right direction.
#winterhawkshock#Bucky x Clint x Darcy#Bucky Barnes#Darcy Lewis#Clint Barton#Bucky/Clint/Darcy#Halloween Prompts 2020#orange#my writing#piccalilymusic
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Columbine - Darcy Lewis/Jaskier
for @piccalilymusic 306 words Rated T Columbine - Distract me while I’m nervous
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Darcy pressed her lips together, wrapping her arms around her knees and staring down at the full plate of food in front of her.
The village was starving. That food could feed three men, and yet they were giving it to her. So they could spill her blood in the forest clearing and offer her to the gods of the forest. That they might bless their town. None of the virginal sacrifices had seemed to help matters on that front, but the elders didn’t become elders by free-thinking.
She sniffled and tears rand down her cheeks as she stared at the untouched food.
“My lady?”
A familiar voice.
She looked up to see the minstrel she’d met a few days before standing in the doorway to her hut. “Jaskier...” she whispered.
If she’d only taken him up on his offer, then she wouldn’t be the right kind of sacrifice. Of course, then another girl would have been offered up instead.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“I’ve been chosen,” she murmured, looking down att he plate of food on the table. Jaskier’s gaze went there and back up to her.
“No you haven’t,” he replied.
“I have.”
“You haven’t.”
“I have,” she said, laughing bitterly. “Unless you’re here to whisk me away to safety and put the elders out of power so no other girls are chosen...”
“I have a friend who will help. In the meantime, come.” He reached for her hand, tugging her up to her feet. “We’ll leave.”
“But I can’t---“
“And I can’t leave you here,” he replied. “So unless you wish to have them find us here together and draw their own conclusions...”
“Jaskier,” she said, sighing heavily. “You are impossible.”
“Good,” he replied. “If that means you’re coming with me.”
“Of course I am.”
“Geralt won’t be happy, but he owes me.”
#Darcy Lewis#Jaskier#Darcy x Jaskier#Jaskier x Darcy#Darcy Lewis x Jaskier#Jaskier x Darcy Lewis#Darcy/Jaskier#Jaskier/Darcy#Flower Language Prompts#orange#my writing#piccalilymusic
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Vampires - Darcy Lewis/James Aubrey
for @piccalilymusic 466 words Rated T First bite
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Aubrey had been tailing her for weeks, seemingly unnoticed. He hadn’t seen any distressing behavior.
Other than she seemed to only move at night. And sleep all day. Which had gotten his internal clock all fucked up.
That, and there were no decent late night diners in this town. The best thing open was McDonalds. And he wasn’t above a Big Mac, but if he kept eating there, he was going to have some kind of organ failure.
He squinted out the window, able to see pretty well in the dark, but they’d entered a wet K-Mart parking lot and the lights were shining off the puddles and making everything almost too bright to see.
A hand on his car door jarred him and when she pulled the door open and slid into the passenger seat, he almost shrieked. Almost.
“You’ve been following me. SSA James Aubrey.” She arched a perfectly sculpted eyebrow and suddenly he really wanted to impress her. Even though that wasn’t something he should be trying to do. This was a case. He was trying to solve murders. Except she hadn’t committed any.
“How do you know?” he asked. “I could just be here sight-seeing.”
She rolled her eyes and leaned back in the seat, bringing one knee up into the seat with her. She was wearing blue jeans, but they looked like they’d been formed just for her. He’d never seen a pair of jeans worn so well.
“You’re not looking for me. You’re looking for another coven of vampires,” she said in a matter-of-fact tone.
“Vampires?“ he asked. “As in blood drinkers?”
“As in undead blood drinkers. To the layman,” she corrected with a shrug.
“And how do you know what I’m doing? That I’m investigating murders?” he asked.
She looked bored and sighed loudly. She opened her mouth, revealing a line of pearly white teeth. Her canines clicked down, suddenly razor sharp and longer than the rest of her teeth.
He jumped and she was suddenly very close to him. “Wanna start your free trial of vampire, so you can take the info back to Uncle Sam, G-Man?”
He gulped and looked between her fangs and her eyes, getting lost in the latter. Yeah, he’d noticed she was hot before, but now she was just...
Fucking gorgeous.
“Yes,” he said softly, looking her deeply in her eyes. “Yes.”
“Do you know what that means?” she asked, her fangs making her speech slur a bit.
“Bite me,” he said, turning his head, surprised at how fucking submissive he was being.
“You sure?” she asked.
He nodded and hissed when she did. Not that it hurt, because it didn’t. Not in the normal ways.
“Good?” she asked.
He hummed in response, and she chuckled, bringin her mouth back to his throat.
#Darcy Lewis#James Aubrey#Darcy x Aubrey#Aubrey x Darcy#Darcy/Aubrey#Aubrey/Darcy#Halloween Prompts 2020#orange#My writing#piccalilymusic
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