be_compromised | Valentine's Day Mini Promptathon 2017

Yes, our promptathons roll around again, as (semi) reliably as birds migrating.

So, once again it's the time for the Most Romantic Mini Promptathon Of All.

Or platonic. Or full of badassary. Doesn't have to be romantic. Your choice. We welcome ALL!

Timeline
Now (Tuesday, February 7th - February 14th midnight eastern: Prompt! Prompt ALL THE THINGS!
February 14th to February 21st (midnight eastern): Fill those prompts like you've never filled prompts before!

Theme
Prompts: All things Valentine's Day or love (romantic or otherwise!) related. Friendship? UST? Developing romantic feelings? Badass mission that just so happens to involve obnoxious heart-shaped candies? Excessive consumption of pink cupcakes? Living down by that rivier in Egypt or AoU-compliant? Alternate universes featuring singing elephants dressed as cupids? Post-Civil War reconciliation? All are welcome here!

Prompting
Prompts go in the comments to this post. List each prompt as its own separate comment.

Fills
Fills: Post your fill, or a link to your fill - be it fic, art, a video of you preforming an interpretive dance, etc - as a reply to the prompt comment. Please don't post your fanwork separately to the comm, otherwise b_c might explode from the squee. We'll also create a masterlist post updated as fills come in, so rest assured that everyone will see your work!

Please include title, rating, and appropriate warnings in the subject line of your fill.

Prompts may have multiple fills, please give love to your fellow creators!

FILLS CLOSED. Thanks to everyone who participated and made this promptathon so great!

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Cold showers, hot kisses, warm embraces, cool sheets, hard bodies, soft sighs.

Here it is then:

Natasha doesn't believe in heaven, but looking back, she can only describe this as the closest she'll ever get. Bright days and warm nights, under a golden light that seemed to shift in and out of her body, slowly but steadily lifting her spirit and buoying her up.

It was nothing special – a small house on a beach, somewhere on a small Mediterranean island. The bed was cramped and the water heater was broken, there was no air conditioning and the mosquitoes were everywhere. As far as accommodations went, they could have done a lot better. But it was August and the sea was splendid –cool and velvety and so calm under the blazing sun that it was like crystal– and the place was secluded so they could shed their clothes on the sand and get into the water naked, and Clint's body moving against hers at nights was enough to chase the mosquitoes away. And who needed hot water anyway, when the time spent in the shower meant less time spent sprawled in a lounger in the yard, looking at a sky full of stars with a glass of wine?

I got a bit away with it, so the rest is in here in AO3 (http://archiveofourown.org/works/9843893). :)

*happy flailing* and *heart eyes*

I love this!

<3

Valentine's Day Mini Promptathon 2017

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