10 April 2020 @ 06:59 pm
ATTF: Three Sentence Fics  
Hi All, first off a reminder that TOMORROW is the last day to sign up for the Remix Exchange we're running on AO3! (To clarify, in case anyone wants to edit their sign ups, the REQUEST is for what you would like to write and the OFFER is which fics of yours you would like someone else to remix.)

Meanwhile TODAY is a Three Sentence Fics ATTF:

1) Leave a short prompt in a comment. You can leave as many prompts as you like, but please put each prompt in a seperate comment. Optional Easter/Spring themed ;)

2) Reply to prompts with three sentence fics. Grammar can be suspect, but it has to be in THREE sentences! You can reply to as many prompts as you like and prompts can have multiple fills. You can even reply to your own prompts. The more writing the better! And, if so inclined, feel free to reply in graphic or icon form instead.

Prompts and fills can include any Marvel characters.

3) Have fun!


If you'd like to sign up to host an ATTF or suggest ideas you can do that HERE

Things to remember:
1) Always label NSFW (Not Safe For Work) stuff in the title and post under a cut.
2) Fic and artwork needs to have a rating and warnings (or you can say that you’ve chosen not to use warnings).
3) For people with annoying internet connections, say in the title if a comment is graphic/images/gif-heavy and post picspams under a cut.
4) Have a damn good time! (Because if that’s not happening then this post has clearly failed.)
 
 
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franztastisch: regina[personal profile] franztastisch on April 12th, 2020 08:56 am (UTC)
Midnight sun
[personal profile] alistra on April 13th, 2020 06:49 pm (UTC)
"Svalbard, hands down, that was the mission with the worst ever intel. It was that handler's first case and he wanted me to sneak up on the evil scientists 'under the cover of night'. Only it was June and even if I went at midnight, the sun wouldn't be going down until August."
(no subject) - [personal profile] franztastisch on April 13th, 2020 06:53 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] inkvoices on April 14th, 2020 09:45 pm (UTC)
franztastisch: winchester[personal profile] franztastisch on April 12th, 2020 08:57 am (UTC)
Dressing up
[personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 12th, 2020 12:00 pm (UTC)
“Woah,” he says with a gasp and a whistle, “you look beautiful.”
She does a curtsy and a twirl, with a grin and wink.
“You look pretty handsome yourself there Hawkeye, shall we go?”
(no subject) - [personal profile] kiss_me_cassie on April 13th, 2020 11:13 pm (UTC)
[personal profile] alistra on April 13th, 2020 07:01 pm (UTC)
"Tasha I am so sorry if it seems like I've been taking lightly just how tough it is to play the honeytrap angle and how much it asks of you and just how strong and capable you are-"
"Next time I'll be the one wearing the heels again, stop crying, Clint."
"Oh thank god!"
(no subject) - [personal profile] kiss_me_cassie on April 13th, 2020 11:12 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 13th, 2020 11:28 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] alphaflyer on April 15th, 2020 08:23 pm (UTC)
[personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 12th, 2020 11:53 am (UTC)
Drugs
franztastisch: winchester[personal profile] franztastisch on April 12th, 2020 06:10 pm (UTC)
"Okay," said Natasha slamming through the common room doors, briefly allowing Clint's off-key rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody to increase in volume. "Who was it? Who the fuck signed off on giving Barton fucking codine?"
(no subject) - [personal profile] inkvoices on April 12th, 2020 09:11 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 12th, 2020 11:04 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] starsanonwrites on April 15th, 2020 08:21 pm (UTC)
[personal profile] alistra on April 13th, 2020 07:22 pm (UTC)
"Times have changed, Cap, you can't go telling Parker to take Pep Pills for studying - we call that type of thing 'amphetamines' these days and they are both dangerous and rightfully illegal!"

"I swear, your priorities, Tony: you endeavor to teach me all about Star Battle for weeks and changes like these-"
"Star Wars, Steve, it's Star Wars."
(no subject) - [personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 13th, 2020 11:38 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] starsanonwrites on April 15th, 2020 08:20 pm (UTC)
[personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 12th, 2020 12:54 pm (UTC)
Scars
inkvoices: avengers:assassins strike team delta[personal profile] inkvoices on April 12th, 2020 09:27 pm (UTC)
"Ablus Dumbledore got a scar that was a map of the London Underground; why can't I get useful scars like that?" Clint complains as Natasha stitches up where the bullet nicked his side, which is really barely a papercut despite the blood he's managed to get all over the safehouse bathroom and if he just keeps cracking jokes maybe Natasha will calm down.

"I can tattoo 'don't be an idiot' on your chest if that'll help," Natasha says sharply and Clint wisely shuts up. Even though she's wrong; taking a hit meant for her is far from the dumbest thing he's even done.

(no subject) - [personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 12th, 2020 11:05 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] alistra on April 13th, 2020 06:35 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] starsanonwrites on April 15th, 2020 08:18 pm (UTC)
franztastisch: bench[personal profile] franztastisch on April 12th, 2020 06:11 pm (UTC)
Sun's out, guns out.
[personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 12th, 2020 11:13 pm (UTC)
“Clint’s naked on the roof again.”
“Why are you telling me? You know what he’s going to say if any of us go up there.”
“Sun’s out, guns out?”
(no subject) - [personal profile] alistra on April 14th, 2020 06:49 am (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] alphaflyer on April 15th, 2020 08:24 pm (UTC)
[personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 12th, 2020 11:19 pm (UTC)
“Natasha, stop cleaning your weapons in front of my kids.”
“Sun”s out, guns out - and besides it’s not my fault (she looks pointedly at Clint) they don’t know the difference between guns and how to disassemble and reassemble them, I’m educating them, YOU tell them to go inside.”
As this is met with complaints and ‘aw dad boo’ Clint has no choice but to let the education continue.
inkvoices[personal profile] inkvoices on April 12th, 2020 09:29 pm (UTC)
cheating at a game
[personal profile] alistra on April 13th, 2020 07:05 pm (UTC)
"You're cheating."
"It's not against the rules, Nat, you are welcome to consult them again."
"Clint, for the last time, put your shirt back on and stop flexing, I cannot concentrate like that- is it hot in here?"
(no subject) - [personal profile] kiss_me_cassie on April 13th, 2020 11:13 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] inkvoices on April 14th, 2020 09:46 pm (UTC)
inkvoices[personal profile] inkvoices on April 12th, 2020 09:29 pm (UTC)
make-up
[personal profile] alistra on April 13th, 2020 07:11 pm (UTC)
"Will you complain all night again over wearing make up like you did that one time you had to wear the heels, Clint?"
"I don't think so, Nat. I must say, the purple eye shadow really does bring out my eyes, maybe I could get used to this!"
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(no subject) - [personal profile] starsanonwrites on April 19th, 2020 12:45 am (UTC)
inkvoices[personal profile] inkvoices on April 12th, 2020 09:31 pm (UTC)
making a bet
[personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 12th, 2020 11:10 pm (UTC)
“Just because someone bets you to do something doesn’t mean you have to do it, you know?” Clint rolls his eyes and nods but can’t of course answer because his mouth is full of marshmallows, he tries none the same.
“Ijushwannndeeathaark,” Natasha nods and looks over at Stark in the same predicament; just wanting to beat Stark has been a reason she’s done idiot stuff too, she can’t fault him this.
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(no subject) - [personal profile] kiss_me_cassie on April 13th, 2020 11:14 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 13th, 2020 11:39 pm (UTC)
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alphaflyer[personal profile] alphaflyer on April 13th, 2020 09:58 am (UTC)
New York.
[personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 13th, 2020 11:07 am (UTC)

Clint looks pensively out the window of the quinjet, he sighs before he speaks with low voice; more to himself than to anyone really.
“You know, I used to like New York.”
“Before or after the monsters and aliens?”
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(no subject) - [personal profile] kiss_me_cassie on April 13th, 2020 11:17 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] kiss_me_cassie on April 13th, 2020 11:15 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] alistra on April 13th, 2020 07:30 pm (UTC)
alphaflyer[personal profile] alphaflyer on April 13th, 2020 09:58 am (UTC)
Budapest (ok, someone had to do it!)
[personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 13th, 2020 10:58 am (UTC)
Yes!!!

In the middle of Buda and Pest, lies the prostate form of one Natalia Romanov. Unbeknownst to her, the archer, known as Clint Francis Barton takes one look at her sorrowful form and makes a decision. He descends to land in front of statue of the policeman in front of the Basilica of San Esteban; and bundles her drugged form into his arms.
(no subject) - [personal profile] kiss_me_cassie on April 13th, 2020 11:18 pm (UTC)
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[personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 13th, 2020 10:20 am (UTC)
Playing
[personal profile] alistra on April 14th, 2020 06:45 am (UTC)
He wakes with a start when the pyjama-clad shape of his three-year-old barrels into the room, dives into the bed, and burrows next to his parents under the duvet.

"Hide me, a monster is coming!"

Clint's not been back on the farm long enough to have shaken the last mission's (wilfully genetically mutated) demons, so it's only after Laura has tickled Nate into a squealing mess that he can even begin to realize their son has only been playing.

++++ Have an alternative one:

Natasha wakes with a start when the pyjama-clad shape of three-year-old Nate Barton barrels into the guest room, dives into the bed, and burrows under the duvet next to her.

"Hide me, Auntie Nat, a monster is coming!"

Woken like this, it takes her a fraction of a second to grasp her surroundings, that there are no handcuffs at the top of this bed and that to this lucky boy, monsters are only imaginary childsplay.
(no subject) - [personal profile] kiss_me_cassie on April 15th, 2020 06:16 pm (UTC) Expand
(no subject) - [personal profile] alistra on April 15th, 2020 09:17 pm (UTC)
[personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 13th, 2020 11:00 am (UTC)
Things you said when you were sad.
[personal profile] alistra on April 13th, 2020 07:35 pm (UTC)
"Hulk smash!"

"You don't mean that, big guy, that's just the sadness talking, it's ok, we're all a little sad once in a while."

"Hulk...cuddle?"
(no subject) - [personal profile] kiss_me_cassie on April 13th, 2020 11:11 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] quietlyimplode on April 13th, 2020 11:41 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] alphaflyer on April 15th, 2020 08:53 pm (UTC)
franztastisch: northern lights[personal profile] franztastisch on April 15th, 2020 05:50 pm (UTC)
Last breath
[personal profile] alistra on April 15th, 2020 06:35 pm (UTC)
"S.H.I.E.L.D. has sent me to kill you - which you know, because you truly are as good as they say - but it doesn't have to end this w-"

"You talk too much." the Black Widow replies, as the shot rings out and the infamous hawk's eyes widen in disbelief on his very last breath.

(You asked for it, now hand me that handkerchief!)
franztastisch: bench[personal profile] franztastisch on April 15th, 2020 05:51 pm (UTC)
Back to earth
[personal profile] starsanonwrites on April 15th, 2020 07:16 pm (UTC)
"Shit," Clint gasps, blinking dust out of his eyes and trying to catch his breath--he's lucky the grappling arrow held before his back hit the concrete.

Clint hears decidedly vicious footsteps stomping towards him--"Shit," he says again--and scrambles to his feet to see Natasha on the warpath through the post-battle debris.

He raises his hands, expecting her to hit him for jumping off the collapsing building, but her warm, chapped lips against his steal his breath all over again.

(no subject) - [personal profile] franztastisch on April 15th, 2020 07:46 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - [personal profile] alistra on April 15th, 2020 08:08 pm (UTC)
franztastisch: starshaped[personal profile] franztastisch on April 15th, 2020 05:51 pm (UTC)
Science fiction
[personal profile] alistra on April 15th, 2020 06:42 pm (UTC)
"The more technology changes, the more people stay the same - that's what I've always loved about science fiction." Bucky states into the silence, while the other onlookers pointedly study their feet.
Then again, he's the only one qualified to recognize Howard's expression of embarassment on Tony's face as yet another Stark's hover car fails to stay afloat.
(no subject) - [personal profile] starsanonwrites on April 16th, 2020 01:07 am (UTC)
[personal profile] alistra on April 16th, 2020 10:29 am (UTC)
(I'm just going to enjoy the hell out of these until somebody tells me to stop. You guys are so frickin' creative! *hides*)

Provocative
[personal profile] starsanonwrites on April 16th, 2020 02:38 pm (UTC)
Natasha doesn’t blush--she doesn’t.

But when Clint shows up in her kitchen, all low-slung sweatpants and morning sun-caught golden skin, curling down to kiss Natasha’s cat on her soft little forehead--Clint catches her staring and rubs at the back of his neck with a slow-honey grin.

Natasha’s so, so done for.
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[personal profile] starsanonwrites on April 16th, 2020 02:46 pm (UTC)
Snuggling
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