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Promptathon 2014

The Good Ship C/N Promptathon
of Magic and Joy: Round 3

Break out the confetti canons!!

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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 WILD. 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. As this is a Clint/Natasha promptathon, your prompts and fanworks can include other characters, but the central focus must be on Clint and/or Natasha. If you’re posting large images, please be mindful of members with slower Internet connections and place the image under a cut or link.

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Timeline

Prompting starts today, August 2^nd and will remain open until August 9^th. Submissions will start on August 16^th, and will remain open until August 31^st. It is, in fact, A WHOLE MONTH OF PROMPTATHON.

If you can’t complete your fanwork by August 31^st, that’s okay. You’re still welcome to post your fanwork to the community! However, the promptathon masterlist will only include fanworks from August 16-31.

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. If all you want to do is post prompts and share in the squee, that’s fine too!

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

Ship like you’ve never shipped before.

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Have fun, everyone. Now fly, my pretties, fly!

SUBMISSIONS ARE NOW CLOSED.

Thanks to everyone who participated!

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Clint's not quite sure how it happened, but one day he wakes up and they're living together.

I think that's kind of my headcanon. I'd love to read that fic.

Seconded! Go write it already ... ;-)

Pleeeeeaaaazzzeeee?

http://archiveofourown.org/works/2154804

Hope you enjoy it!

Clint walked across the living room, started his morning pot of coffee, and turned on Natasha's electric kettle for her morning cup of tea. He was walking back to the bedroom when he noticed something was different. Three boxes were piled against the wall, and there was a painting hanging on a wall that had previously held no painting. He moved closer to it, blinking sleep from his eyes. It was a classy watercolor; one that Clint dimly remembered seeing at Natasha’s apartment.

He headed back to his bedroom, perplexed. Natasha was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, sprawled so she took up the warm space he had just vacated.

“Tasha,” he called.

“Mmmmm,” she answered.

"I need to ask you about something," he said.

She opened her eyes and sat up, the sheets falling from her naked form.

Clint sucked in a breath. What was he going to ask her again? He closed his eyes. Right, the watercolor.

“Why is your watercolor on my wall?” he asked, and opened his eyes again.

Natasha looked like a goddess in the morning light, one that could dispense either divine retribution or blessing. He felt like an unkempt slob in comparison.

“Oh, that. My landlord kicked me out because of Liho. I figured I’d store my stuff here until I find a new place,” she said.

“All of your stuff is three boxes and a watercolor?” Clint asked.

“The rest of my stuff was already here.” She shrugged, drawing his eyes to her chest.

“Oh,” Clint said, walking towards the bed.

She speeded his journey by pulling him forward, until he fell on top of her.

“Too much talking,” she declared, and kissed him until all thoughts of watercolors and boxes disappeared.

It wasn’t until he woke up, much later, that he realized Natasha had practically been living with him for the last several months. The boxes just made it official. He should probably ask her for rent at some point.

Adorable!

Awww!!!

*makes heart eyes at fic and you*

Thanks :)

I love this. It's so sweet and cute, especially how he suddenly realizes what he should've noticed earlier. :hugs fic:

Thank you :)

Wanted to mention I don't think this made it on the masterlist.

Yeah, I have spotty internet so it didn't go up the first time. I commented on the masterlist a few hours ago :)

<3 <3 <3

I love how natural this feels. And it's also telling that Clint already has a morning routine that involves Natasha -- his coffee, her tea.

Wonder if he ever includes a pet deposit in that rent? I figure Liho is around the apartment somewhere.

Edited 2014-08-20 13:32 (UTC)

Thank you :)

Yeah, the fact that Natasha's electric kettle is at his place tells you everything you need to know. And Natasha is still insisting that Liho isn't hers at this point, so I don't think Clint will be able to manage that.

I LOVE IT!

Thanks :)

Ahh, how adorbs. :D

Thank you!

This is adorable :') thank you!

Glad you liked :D

(or on AO3)

Clint's wasn't quite sure how it happened, but one day he woke up and they were living together. The first hint wasn't exactly subtle. Fury called the house phone at 3 o'clock in the morning and ordered him to hand it to Natasha.

Clint blinked, wondering when the h— did that happen, and pointed out, "She has a cell."

"Which she isn't answering," Fury growled back. "Put her on."

Natasha curled up tighter in the covers, nearly yanking Clint over with them, and muttered something rather derogatory in Russian. Clint glanced over at the side table and saw her cell phone plugged into its charger and definitely turned off. Just beyond it was the purple alarm clock he'd gotten her as a housewarming gift when she'd been issued her first set of SHIELD quarters on the Helicarrier.

In fact, the more he looked around, the more he realized that her books and makeup had taken up occupation among his more familiar things scattered throughout the room. Her keys were in the bowl with his. Her music had evicted several of his favorite CDs from the shelves, and Liho had curled up purring on his cat bed in the corner where Clint used to keep… something. Didn't he used to have a spare chair in here?

"Barton. I need to speak to Agent Romanoff," Fury's clipped voice reminded Clint of why he was suddenly noticing all of this.

"I think I do too." Clint blinked in the direction of his closet and the shoe rack hanging over the door that housed over thirty pairs of high heels. "I'll have her call you back." He hung up the phone on his sputtering boss and stole back the blankets.

Angry sputtering accompanied her tightening grip on the covers.

"Hey," Clint said softly.

Natasha glared at him.

"What's your official address with HR?"

She blinked at him, then groaned. "I know you like my apartment," she commented, "but you've had yours longer." Then she rolled out of bed and used the house phone to call Fury.

Well. Clint leaned back in bed and realized his household of one had somehow become a household of three. The more he thought about it, the more he decided he liked it.

Heeee, adorbs!! Love all the little details he FINALLY noticed.

I think I'm kind of in love with oblivious Clint because he's soooo observant but the things he takes for granted, that's the stuff he totally misses.

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