06 December 2013 @ 12:36 am
 
ever dissever my soul
rating: pg
characters: Clint Barton/Natasha Romanoff
warnings: injuries, past major character death

author's note: This was meant to be part of a longer piece and never quite got that far, but I feel it stands alone well enough as it is. So here you go! The title is from Annabel Lee by Edgar Allen Poe.

summary: You don’t have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body. - C.S. Lewis. (He constructs the truth of her, when the rendering algorithms fail to find the heart of Natasha Romanoff, from the history written in her skin.)

The cut on her finger from slicing apples, how it bled as red as the curling peels and she laughed, leaving the knife on the cutting board to take his hand and dance on the tacky white linoleum of the kitchen.
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06 December 2013 @ 08:08 am
I thought I'd start early, so our Aussie colleagues can play while it's still Friday there!  (Although now I will have to submerge for a bit -- work can be a distraction ...)

HERE GOES:

If you're anything like me, you need a break from trying to pummel that Secret Santa story into submission.  But ... not that much of a break, because then you'd get distracted and might have to start from scratch, and that would be just ... horrible.  Right?  Right ...
Allow me to throw you a small distracting flare, in the form of a three-sentence fic challenge.  We've done it before, and it was Huge Fun.  With any luck, it will help to get those creative juices flowing -- maybe in unexpected directions, maybe in a direction that may actually spur you on!
The three-sentence fic is perfect in many ways:
Perfect for a Friday, especially if you've had a glass of wine (mulled or not).
Perfect for writing -- for practicing economy, for packing a wallop in a teeny space, and for getting that single image out of your head that simply won't stretch into a proper fic;
Perfect for prompting (especially if you'd rather not write); and
Perfect for sharing, caring, and a good laugh or some calculated shivers.

Oh, and icons count too!!  (They're small, right?)
Go forth and prompt, ficcify, iconize, crossover, fuse, provide thinky thoughts -- or meta on the utility of three-sentence anything!  We'd just ask that you put any warnings (or "chose not to warns") into the header for anything you may come up with.
And a reminder:
1) Always label NSFW (Not Safe For Work) stuff in the title and post under a cut.
2) Fic and artwork needs to have a rating and warnings (or you can say that you’ve chosen not to use warnings).
3) For people with annoying internet connections, say in the title if a comment is graphic/images/gif-heavy and post picspams under a cut.
4) Have a damn good time! (Because if that’s not happening then this post has clearly failed.)
Have fun!
 
 
Current Mood: excited
 
 
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Title: From Fire by Fire
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Clint/Natasha
Summary: The sequel to White Blank Page. After returning to New York - and their lives as Avengers - the return of Sloane Fisher leads to more than Natasha and Clint bargained for.
Warnings: This author has chosen not to use warnings. Please see AO3 for additional tags.

Part Eight

Part Nine
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Current Mood: lethargic