ext_46955 ([identity profile] sugar-fey.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] be_compromised2017-02-08 07:04 am
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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!

Night Before, Morning After - PG13 - No warnings

[identity profile] kiss-me-cassie.livejournal.com 2017-02-21 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)

He woke to the feel of a warm arm thrown across his waist and a soft breath tickling his neck.

His head was still muzzy, but slowly the events of the night before filtered through. The bar, the darts, the vodka. God, all that vodka. Nat had challenged him to a drinking contest after he'd won more rounds of darts than he could count, and afterwards…

What had happened afterwards? He vaguely remembered her hauling him into a cab and back to his apartment. When they'd gotten upstairs he had teased her, asking if she'd still respect him in the morning, which made her lips turn up in a small smile. He remembered staring at her lips, so full and red and kissable.

Had there been a kiss? Yes, there had been. She had kissed him, a small, chaste kiss, and then he'd ruined it by hauling her against him and --

Fuck.

He'd kissed her and she'd kissed him back and then they'd tumbled into bed together. What the hell had he been thinking? Dammit. Her friendship with her had been best thing to ever happen to him and he'd ruined it.

Groaning, he tried to move away before she could wake up, before she was confronted with her mistake face to face. But Nat had never been much of a deep sleeper and as soon as he moved the arm around his waist tightened. It was followed by a soft kiss pressed to his shoulder.

"Good morning," Natasha breathed against his back, her legs shifting to tangle with his. "I hope you weren't plotting a way to get out of this. I waited far too long to sleep with you for you to back out now."

Confused, he turned and she pressed a kiss to his lips before he had a chance to say a word.

His brow furrowed in confusion and she laughed at his expression. "You don't honestly think I would have let you fuck me if I hadn't wanted you to, do you?"

"No, not exactly," he mumbled, although that was almost exactly what he thought.

"That's exactly what you're thinking," she said, smiling widely as she read his mind.

With a little push, she had him on his back. Then she was tugging at the sheet so she could move to straddle his hips. She leaned down, giving him another small kiss.

"I want you, Clinton Barton. Last night was not a mistake. And if you give me a few minutes, maybe I can show you how much it wasn't a mistake?"

It was an offer he couldn't refuse.




RE: Night Before, Morning After - PG13 - No warnings

[identity profile] crazy4orcas.livejournal.com 2017-02-21 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
I get the idea there's not much she could offer that he would refuse!

Nicely done! It's reminding me of a photoset that I've seen floating around tumblr the last few days -- I'll have to see if I can find it again.

<3

Re: RE: Night Before, Morning After - PG13 - No warnings

[identity profile] kiss-me-cassie.livejournal.com 2017-02-21 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
OH! I think I know the one! If I'm right, that was a smoking hot set and I would not mind seeing it again. *g*

RE: Re: RE: Night Before, Morning After - PG13 - No warnings

[identity profile] crazy4orcas.livejournal.com 2017-02-21 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Pretty sure we're thinking about the same one -- I just reblogged it on tumblr.