A Gift From: telaryn
Type Of Gift: Fic & Wallpaper
Title: Keep Her In the Air (When She Ought To Fall Down)
A Gift For: eiluned
Rating: NC-17
Warnings:
Summary/Prompt Used: Believe it or not, babyfic collided in my brain with the idea of a Firefly AU. Angst with a happy ending played a part as well because...it's me.
Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff were born - and in Natasha's case bred - to serve the Alliance. No one cared when they began sleeping together; under Alliance law an Operative like Natasha could take as many sexual partners as she liked so long as it didn't interfere with her duties.
A baby would interfere. As would the very deep and very illegal feelings growing between the Operative and her favorite sniper.
Now married and on the run for a new life on the Rim, with a baby due literally any moment, Clint and Natasha cross paths with the crew of Serenity.
Author's Note: Stepped a little far outside my comfort zone with this one, but when a story idea hits you as hard as this one hit me you just have to respect the muse and run with it. Hope it's everything you wanted, eiluned!


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( Next time I make the plan )

A Gift From: sienamystic
Type Of Gift: Fic
Title: Codes
A Gift For: jacedesbff
Rating: Teen
Warnings: None by Ao3 standards, mild sexual content, mild violence
Summary/Prompt Used: 4. World War II AU – I particularly like when they meet (or met) during the war and are reunited at the end of it. I’ve never seen one, but I could picture this working with a Cold War AU setting as well.
Author's Note: WWII AU. In occupied Paris, a story of spies and wartime


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( The meaning of my star is war - Rudyard Kipling, Kim )

A Gift From: _samalander
Type Of Gift: Fic
Title: bomb shelters under your skin
A Gift For: sweetwatersong
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Summary/Prompt Used: Clint's marriage is over, so he takes the assignment no one else will: killing the Black Widow.
Author's Note:From a song prompt: Girlyman, The Shape I Found You In
I spent twenty lifetimes at your door
But your heart was busy within
Building bomb shelters under your skin
That's the shape I found you in
Happy holidays, sweetwatersong!


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( bomb shelters under your skin )