08 July 2013 @ 10:29 am
Promptathon 2013  
Hello, lovely patrons of the bar! It is now the month of July. Do you know what that means? It’s time for:

The Good Ship C/N Promptathon
of Magic and Joy: Round 2


Are you excited? I know I am!

RULES ON POSTING SUBMISSIONS
(please read before you post! <3)


The Rules. Just follow these three easy steps!

1. Leave a Prompt.
Prompts can be anything--simple or elaborate, words or pictures, songs or poems, lyrics or phrases. Anything that, to you, inspires a C/N fanwork. Use your imagination. Go crazy. All we ask is that you place anything NSFW under a cut or link, use trigger warnings when appropriate, and place anything spoiler-y under a cut with a warning. If you’re posting large images, please be mindful of members with slower Internet connections and place the image under a cut or link. Also, try to be as specific as you can with your prompts--this is often very helpful to those creating the fanwork.

And leave as many prompts as you want. I’m serious. Keep coming back, y’all. We want all the prompts we can possibly get Also, be sure to leave each prompt as a separate comment.


2. Wait a week.
Keep leaving prompts and plan your fanworks! This is a time for celebration and creating all of the things.

3. Submit C/N fanwork like there is no tomorrow.
All submissions should either be posted here or linked to this post via a comment. We will make an official post about rules in the time leading up to submissions. Please read it before posting, as responsible partying is to be encouraged at all times.

Timeline

Prompting starts today, July 7th (or 8th if you’re in my part of the world ;) ), and will remain open until July 17th. Submissions will start on July 17th, and will remain open until August 1.

What we hope to accomplish with all this promptathon-iness:

  • A chance to get in the game. Been wanting to jump into the C/N fanwork scene but not sure where to start? Now’s the time. There’s no length requirement on the works submitted, you can focus on drabbles and vidlets and short and sweet projects (or do longer more epic stuff if that strikes your fancy as well).  It’s really entirely up to you. We’re just hoping to provide a fun, no-pressure environment.


  • Meet new and awesome people. Newbie or lurker? Here is the perfect opportunity to say hello!

  • Ship like you’ve never shipped before.

If you have any questions, feel free to contact the mod team.

Have fun, everyone!
 
 
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[identity profile] sweetwatersong.livejournal.com on July 18th, 2013 02:46 am (UTC)
fic: describe the sky to me, rated: PG-13, warnings: bare skin and medical gore
It’s not human, what Tony builds for her, what his fingers piece together and meld into a functioning machine. Small and silver and nestled in the cavity of her ribs, tucked under the ivory curve of re-healed bone and red flesh, it beats and beats and keeps her alive, keeps her breathing. He lies with his head on her breast, listening to the rhythm of her inhalations, the rise and fall of her chest. She is sleeping, or near as, her head tipped towards his shoulder and her limbs loose on the sheets, easy and graceful despite the change. Under his ear it beats and beats and repeats, and he wonders what else the explosion has taken from him.

A hand slides gently through his hair, and it seems Natasha isn’t as unaware as he assumed.

“What are you thinking?” She asks, voice traveling through her bones, sounding as amused as if she follows his thoughts. He knows how she feels, knows she accepts the mechanical heart as easily as her own one, her broken one, her bone-studded and shrapnel-laced one. [The cracks of Bruce opening her rib cage, the slick feel of her heart as he pressed it into Clint’s hands (“Massage it, keep it going, it’s the only chance we have-”), in the background above a dull roar Rogers yelling for someone, for anyone, for Stark…]

Her fingertips brush against his scalp, light and taking nothing in return, and he tips his head back to meet her knowing gaze. There’s the smallest smile on her lips, curving ever so slightly upwards under her lidded eyes.

They don’t say the words, have never asked the question, but with the gears and electricity flickering away underneath their touching skin, he finds it is closer now more than ever.

She looks at him as though she can hear it, as though she’s been waiting, and the glow in her smile settles something in his chest.

Her hand shifts, gliding down his bare skin to rest over his heart, and in the syncopation of their pulses Clint finds he has come home.

Edited 2013-07-18 02:49 am (UTC)
http://lar_laughs.livejournal.com/: Marvel - Fucking Stark! (it's a thing)[identity profile] lar_laughs.livejournal.com on July 18th, 2013 05:20 pm (UTC)
Re: fic: describe the sky to me, rated: PG-13, warnings: bare skin and medical gore
That is beautiful! What a disturbing image for Clint to carry around but he has a whole Natasha to touch and feel until those images and memories fade! Wonderful story!
franztastisch: bench[personal profile] franztastisch on July 18th, 2013 06:27 pm (UTC)
Re: fic: describe the sky to me, rated: PG-13, warnings: bare skin and medical gore
OMGGGG this is way better than I had even hoped. Fantastic stuff. :D
[identity profile] cybermathwitch.livejournal.com on July 19th, 2013 04:27 am (UTC)
Re: fic: describe the sky to me, rated: PG-13, warnings: bare skin and medical gore
This is just so gorgeous!!! :D
inkvoices: avengers:assassins ease your pain[personal profile] inkvoices on July 22nd, 2013 10:57 pm (UTC)
Re: fic: describe the sky to me, rated: PG-13, warnings: bare skin and medical gore
WOW. Stunning opening line, fantastic imagery, and you paint this scene so damn well! (And now I really, really want that robotic Clint one *flutters eyelashes and winks*)
[identity profile] crazy4orcas.livejournal.com on July 29th, 2013 10:11 pm (UTC)
Re: fic: describe the sky to me, rated: PG-13, warnings: bare skin and medical gore
Oh my. Just fantastic. I like the quiet and peacefulness, but with a little touch of gruesome that really makes an impact.