Promptathon 2017 Is Here!

[sugar_fey]

IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEEEEEEEEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Just before we get started we do have some info and rules we’d like you to read…

HOW PROMPTATHON 2017 WORKS

Step One: leave prompts

Prompts can be anything – simple or elaborate, words or pictures, songs or poems, lyrics or phrases, anything that inspires a fanwork. Use your imagination. Go wild! All we ask is that you place anything NSFW behind a cut or link, use warnings where appropriate, and spoiler-cut anything spoiler-ish.

The focus of prompts should be Natasha and/or Clint, individually or as friends, lovers, spouses, partners, in gen fic, ANYTHNG. That means we do welcome other characters and pairings (and threesomes or moresomes) as long as Clint and/or Natasha is there somewhere. See here for more info, and always feel free to ask a mod if you have any questions – there’s even a handy questions thread at the top of the promptathon below.

Leave as many prompts as you want. We’re serious. Keep coming back. We want as many prompts as we can possibly get. Just make sure each prompt is in a separate comment.

Step two: squee

Been wanting to jump into the fandom but not sure where to start? Now’s the time. Newbie or a lurker? Here’s the perfect opportunity to say hello! Promptathon is a fun, no-pressure environment. If all you want to do is post prompts and share in the squee, you’re more than welcome! And by squee we mean chatting in the chat thread, replying to prompts to chat about prompts, and just lots of excitement all over the place.

Step three: submit fanworks like there’s no tomorrow

The usual Community Rules apply. There’s no length requirement on fanworks submitted. You can write drabbles or epics, vids, art, fanmixes, anything at all; it’s just all about getting creative! You can fill as many prompts as you want, and prompts can be filled multiple times by whoever wants to fill them.

HOW TO POST

1. Respond in a comment to the prompt you are filling. Try and post the entire work in the comment (if it's short enough), or if not, post a link. Do not post works to the comm. We’re all about one-stop shopping, so try and post in the main promptathon post if the length allows. If it is too long to post in the promptathon post, consider posting the first section as a teaser and then a link (because that's always fun too.)

2. Label your submission in the subject line with FILL, the type of fanwork, your title, and any warnings. Example: FILL fic: 5 Times Clint and Natasha Were Awesome (PG) When filling in the subject line, you may need to view the comm in it's original style (if you don't already). Just make sure you can see a subject line when responding with your submission.

3. Be sure to leave ratings and warnings (if any) in the subject line. (See example above.) Help us out and make sure folks know what they're clicking on. Thoughtfulness = LOVE. If the ratings or the warnings won't fit in the subject line, just leave them at the top of your post. If you don't want to include warnings, please put 'I choose not to warn' in the subject line, or again at the top of the post if it doesn't fit.

4. Please put anything NSFW under a cut or link. Put any spoilers under a cut or link with an appropriate warning.

TIMELINE

Prompting Starts: TODAY. THIS MINUTE. THIS HOUR.
Fills Start: SATURDAY, AUGUST 5, 2017
Fills End: SATURDAY, AUGUST 19. That's two weeks, my lovelies!

FILLS CLOSED, PROMPTATHON IS OVER FOR ANOTHER YEAR!

Thanks to everyone who participated!

Comments

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

Gender fluid Natasha. Bisexual Clint. Asexual character. Anything you like. Infinite varieties in infinite possibilities :)

[inkvoices]

Trundling along going 'these prompts, I LIKE THEM' and then realising they're kinda familiar...haha, THANK YOU, still interested in these :D

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

Rescue me now
I've fallen in too deep, oh
Follow me down
Now you're fallin' in too deep

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

"I'm not really marriage material."

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

Turns out for a secret agent/assassin/Red Room graduate, Natasha knows an awful lot of people (5 times Clint met Natasha's exes and one time.....dealer's choice)

FILL fic: Five Times Clint Met Natasha's Exes (and One Time She Met His) (PG)

[(Anonymous)]

“Oh, shit.”
She grimaces through the narrow, dingy window at the man’s broad back as he addresses his henchmen. So he works for HYDRA now. Not surprising, really—he always did have that streak of pure, unadulterated evil in him.
“Something wrong?” Clint asks beside her.
They’re crouched in the dust outside the HYDRA base, taking a moment to assess the situation before engaging (a practice they’re trying to make a habit of. ‘Shoot-first-ask-questions-after’ usually works, but it’s gotten them into trouble a few times). It’s chilly and dark out, and the room inside is golden with lamplight, giving them a good vantage point with minimal risk of being seen. Giving her a clear view of Moskalenko’s face when he swaggered through the door.
“Human turd with his back to us,” she says. “I know him.”
“Rapunzel-guy?”
“No, the other one. The one who looks like he microwaves kittens in his free time.”
There’s a pause as Clint examines him.
“Know him how?”

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12627217/1/Five-Times-Clint-Met-Natasha-s-Exes-and-One-Time-She-Met-His

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

'I would kill to keep him safe, and grant mercy to keep his love.'

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

“There are no words to express the abyss between isolation and having one ally. It may be conceded to the mathematician that four is twice two. But two is not twice one; two is two thousand times one.”
― G.K. Chesterton

[franztastisch]

Oh man I remember this from last time and I STILL LOVE IT. *thinks really hard how I could make that work*

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

AU of Civil War where Clint and Natasha only pretended to be on separate sides so that they could keep the damage down. Are we still friends and Depends on how hard you hit me is totally code.

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

Anything for little/neglected fandoms! My favorites are Avengers Academy and Earth's Mightiest Heroes, but 1872, Ultimates, whatever strikes your fancy!

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

Black Widow Comics, Bucky/Clint/Natasha, anything fixing the recent amnesia storyline. Like they were all dating, so when Natasha was forced to forget Bucky, Clint was able to help her get the memories back, and they lived HAPPILY EVER AFTER (at least until the next armageddon)

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

616, Bucky/Clint/Natasha, domestic fluff and/or H/C. Lots of petting dog and kitty and relaxing and self-care. Or, overcoming an obstacle in the relationship.

[FIC] After Darwin, 1 October 1861 (G, no warnings)

[franztastisch]

“What are you doing?” Clint asks as he walks past Bucky on the couch. He’s curled up in a ball much smaller than you’d expect a six foot plus slab of muscle and scowls to manage, wrapped in a blanket so only his hair and eyes are visible, with Liho tucked in between his shoulder and neck and Lucky draped over his thighs.

“I am very poorly today and very stupid and hate everybody and everything.”

On Ao3

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

Earth's Mightiest Heroes, Hulk/Clint/Natasha: Clint's new boyfriend and his old girlfriend are both willing to share, mainly because Clint annoyed them into it.

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

Earth's Mightiest Heroes, When Natasha officially joins the Avengers all of her new teammates give her a shovel talk.

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

Earth's Mightiest Heroes, Even though Natasha was working for Fury all along, they still have to overcome her 'betrayal' and everything that happened afterwards

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

MCU, Bucky/Clint/Natasha: Clint and Natasha have been in a committed relationship for years; which means things are kinda awkward when Steve's newly un-brainwashed best friend declares that he was in love with Natasha first.

[meatball42.livejournal.com]

MCU AU where we ignore the farmmmmm

Clint and Bucky hook up in Wakanda (sniper boyfs ftw), and the whole team accepts it, until both halves of the Avengers meet up again and Bucky remembers Natasha

[franztastisch]

AND AGAIN. I really want this guys.

Natasha is a late night radio host. Clint is an insomniac that listens, and eventually starts calling in. They become friends through three minute conversations live on air. Unbeknownst to them, the rest of Natasha's ragtag insomniac listeners become incredibly invested in their relationship and put a plan into motion to get the two of them together.

FILL fic: and at night be warm (PG)

[gsparkle]

It begins, as too many things in his life do, with Dog Cops.

“How could they write off Sergeant Whiskers, Kate?” Clint despairs, flung over her couch in blatant distress. “He was just about to become a lieutenant!”

It’s late, and the stars wink through Kate’s enormous plate glass windows. “Clint,” she says without looking up from her phone, “Go home.”

Clint pulls his arm off his eyes so he can stare mournfully across the couch. “You’re kicking me out?” he protests. “In my time of need?”

Outside, the wind sweeps crisp leaves into his path, giving him multiple opportunities to stomp his frustrations out as he leaves Midtown and treks endlessly east to Bed-Stuy. He thinks the 45 minute commute will be enough time for him to work it all out of his system, but he gets home and still feels it jittering in his palms like captured lightning. Drinking coffee doesn’t help. Walking Lucky around the block doesn’t help. Lying on his back in bed, staring at the ceiling, and listening to the endless wailing of the radio’s Journey power hour doesn’t help.

And so it’s 1 in the morning and Clint’s eyes are tracing every seam of wood in every exposed beams of his loft when the power hour ends and a new program starts up. “You’re listening to WSHL, The Shield,” says the host. Her voice is like honey, pouring out of his clock radio’s shitty speakers in a thick golden wave. “I’m your host, Natasha, and this is Insomniacs Anonymous. If you’ve made it past Delilah and you still can’t sleep, call in, chat with me, and keep your fellow insomniacs company.” Continues here on AO3! (Sorry, it got long...)

[franztastisch]

Sex Criminals AU.

(Bonus: Tony is horrified, horrified. If anyone should have sex superpowers, it should be him and JESUS how do they have that and he hasn't even worked out time travel yet? Rude.)

[romanoff13]

Yesss! I need to read this. Someone please write it

[franztastisch]

[franztastisch]

Repost:

Brooklyn Nine-Nine fusion: Clint has a run in with the 99th precinct. He thinks Peralta is a douche and everyone else thinks but wait, you're basically the same person. Natasha and Rosa are terrifying and amazing together. SHENANIGANS OCCUR. Amy is allergic to Lucky, Boyle loves Lucky. Kate is wondering how the fuck this became her life.

[kiss_me_cassie]

YESSSSSSSS. My life needs this.

[franztastisch]

Clint's gaydar is shit. He never realised Bucky was flirting with him (even though he flirts with EVERYONE) and Natasha had to tell him Kate and America were dating and had been for two months. Natasha thinks its hilarious.

[romanoff13]

Literally any kind of AU imaginable. Clint and Natasha in any universe

[romanoff13]

The typical 'we woke up hungover in Vegas and why are we wearing wedding rings?'

FILL: All Shook Up (PG - Cursing)

[kiss_me_cassie]

Thanks to Crazy4Orcas for the help. I am pretty sure this is not what you were envisioning with this prompt, but, well, since when do muses listen?

---

He awoke to the sound of Natasha's voice and the feel of her elbow poking him in the ribs.

"Nnngh."

"Clint, what is that on your hand?"

He groaned and rolled over, opening his eyes to find everything looking sort of fuzzy. "What?"

"On your hand." She sighed in frustration as he raised his bare right hand and stared at it quizzically. "Your other hand."

Lifting it to his face, he peered at it groggily. "A ring? Huh."

She held up her left hand, and it took him a moment to realize her ring finger also had a silver ring on it, one that matched his own.

He frowned as he sat up. "Just how much did we drink last night?"

"I don't…" Her face screwed up in confusion. "I don't think we drank that much at all. I had a vodka tonic, but it was heavy on tonic, light on vodka. You?"

He thought about it. "I nursed a whiskey, neat. It was my one and only drink all night."

"Do you think we were drugged?" she asked.


"Who would drug us and then…" He paused and looked at the rings on their fingers again, their full meaning finally penetrating. "Did we get married?"

She rolled her eyes at him. "We're naked in a hotel room in Vegas, have matching rings, and no memory of what happened last night. All signs point to yes."

He flopped back down on the bed and covered his face with both hands, only to draw back his left hand when he felt the warmed metal of the ring against his skin. "Fuck. We're married."


When his exclamation was met with nothing but silence, he dared a look at Natasha, only to find her staring at him with an expression he couldn't quite read.

"I didn't mean…" He stopped mid-sentence and snagged her hand - the one with the ring. "You know what I meant. I'd have married you years ago if you'd have let me. But this… this is not what I wanted. Or anything that I planned."

"I know. On both counts," she assured him, linking their fingers together briefly.

He looked at her doubtfully. "You sure?"

"Yes." She offered him a small lopsided smile before leaning over and giving him a lingering kiss. "So what do you think happened?”

His face screwed up as he thought about it. "Tony?"

"No," she said, shaking her head. "He wouldn't drug us. He'd want us to remember it so he could rub it in."

"You never know. He's the kind who'd videotape it just to make sure."

"Still, it doesn't feel like something he'd do."

"As much as I hate to admit it, no, you’re right, it doesn't. So not Tony." He paused. "Thor? His Asgardian mead would definitely be strong enough to knock us out."

"Yes, but this doesn't feel like something he'd do either."

"Who the fuck would arrange to drug us only to secretly marry us? It makes no sense," he said, tugging frustratedly at the mysterious ring. It didn't budge. "Shit. It won't come off."

She worked at her own ring. "Mine either."

"At all?"

"No. I can twist it around the base of my finger," she said, demonstrating. "But it won't slide up, not even slightly."

He tried with his own ring and came up with the same results. "What the fuck? Magic?"

She frowned. "I don't know. Maybe?"

Clint's eyes narrowed and he suddenly looked very, very deadly. "Asgardian mead and magical rings. Sound like the work of anyone we might know?"

"Loki?" she ventured. "Do you really think --"

"I don't know," Clint said, swinging his legs out of bed and searching for his boxers. "But there's only one way to find out."

---

An hour later, they were ensconced in the sunken living room of Tony's hotel suite, being fussed over by Pepper while waiting for Thor to show up.

Tony had been fully briefed on the situation and -- after a few minutes crowing about the unexpected nuptials and being chastised by Pepper -- he had gotten down to work. He currently had JARVIS scanning all security footage and stills from the local wedding chapels for Clint's or Natasha's likeness.

"Friends! I am sorry I was delayed," Thor announced upon his arrival. "I have just had word from Heimdall -"

"That Loki is on Earth," Clint finished dryly. "We know."

Thor looked at them, puzzled. "How, when I myself only just found out?"

Natasha and Clint held up their hands with the matching rings.

Thor shook his head, confused. "I do not understand."

"Seems we were drugged last night and then married," Clint supplied.

"Then congratulations are in order?" Thor asked tentatively, as he looked from Clint to Natasha and back again.

"Not quite. We think Loki did something," Natasha said. "Stark's checking security footage from last night to see if there's anything solid for us to go on."

"Got it! There!" Tony exclaimed, swinging around to project the image from his tablet onto the hotel wall. "Right there. Does that young Elvis resemble anyone we know? Sonofabitch even winks at the camera."

"Do we think it's legal?" Natasha asked, and Clint shot her a look which she ignored, her gaze staying firmly on Tony. "Stark?"

"Maybe? I could get my lawyers on it, but the letter of the law on marriages in Vegas is pretty murky. If I had to hazard a guess, I'd say it's probably binding. On the other hand, an annulment is easy enough to get if you want one," he said, shrugging.

"No," Natasha said firmly

Stark raised an eyebrow. "No?"

"No. No annulment," she confirmed.

Tony turned to Clint, who by this time was grinning from ear to ear. "Legolas?"

"You heard the lady. The marriage stays."

"The marriage stays, but the rings have got to go," Natasha said. "If one of us jammed a finger in battle or had another injury it could be catastrophic."

"Nevermind how it will mess with the balance on my pull," Clint added.

"And we can't have that." Tony clapped his hands together and looked around at the assembled Avengers. "Ok, so… Anyone have any suggestions on how to remove magically bound rings?"

[romanoff13]

But of a trope but I love de-aged fics where somehow the Avengers are transformed into children. However Clint and Natasha are rarely the focus of these. So anyone want to give me one of Coulson/Hill/the other Avengers trying to look after a troublesome mini assasin and a little Clint Barton whos so good at hide and seek he's scared his babysitters more than they'll admit

[romanoff13]

Natasha wakes up in medical. They need Clint to help keep her there

PROMPTS CLOSED, FILLS OPEN!

[sugar_fey]

Prompts are now closed, my lovelies! But do not despair, for FILLS ARE NOW OPEN!

Time to post those fics!