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sabinetzin) wrote2012-07-25 11:14 pm
sabinetzin) wrote2012-07-25 11:14 pm
Various and sundry ficlets
So I haven't been posting because I haven't been writing, but I did do these little three-sentence prompt fics for the tumblr. Perhaps I would do two or three more, if anyone were interested?
1. Fordixiechicken: Phil/Natasha, shippy or not, beautiful and secluded.
Natasha’s not an idiot, but she plays one on TV; the lobby of the insanely expensive ‘eco resort’ the mark runs just looks like new money to her, nothing else, but she knows how to coo over it, hanging off of Coulson’s arm in just the right way to make her look exactly like how she wants to be seen.
She knows just what to do when they get to their ‘private’ cabin, too, how to back him against the door and whisper nasty things in his ear- threat assessments are nasty, don’t let anyone tell you they’re not- how to throw him across the bed and ride him like she’s thinking about the money, long and hard but distant, how to be seen going through his wallet while he’s being seen to be asleep.
Better than anything she knows that secluded isn’t, and that you should never be more than two feet from your gun.
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2. Forschmerica: Raven/Charles/Erik, Raven and Charles not letting Erik participate
“The noises are unnecessary,” Erik says, over the racket the two of them are making, which is more than overkill for just two people just having sex. They’re doing it purposefully to bother him, as if the sight of them together wasn’t enough, Raven’s head dropping back, Charles’s hand on her thigh, the contrast of their skin.
He’s not sorry for what he did to get kicked out of bed, but he is starting to regret it.
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3. Forcesare: Charles/any-all Avengers characters, finding something unexpected
He doesn’t particularly want to enter the Other Fellow’s mind, but it has to be done. He doesn’t like what he sees there, a maelstrom that rips into him and makes him feel physically ill when he’s done, likes even less the fact that there’s no Doctor Banner to be found in there, no line that separates the two of them, no boundary that he can shove apart in hopes of ripping them one from the other.
He does it anyway; he finds Bruce much too fascinating to do anything less.
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4. Forshadowen: Steve and Phil watch television together. Hilarity and bonding ensue.
It is to Phil’s great, great sadness that Steve does not enjoy watching Swamp People with him; Phil was really looking for someone else around the tower he could share it with, because there’s really nothing quite so stress relieving as sitting down to a good marathon.
It becomes Phil’s great, great joy about fifteen seconds after Steve reaches over and turns the television off, because that’s when Phil realizes that Steve is advancing on him very slowly, like he’s afraid that Phil is going to get up or push him away, as if there were any chance of that at all in any reality ever, Phil rejecting Steve after he’s spent basically his entire life pining after him; Steve puts his hand on Phil’s thigh and kind of awkwardly stammers until Phil takes him by the shoulder and hauls him in, making sure there is absolutely no chance that Steve will bolt, making sure that this goes exactly like he so desperately wants it to.
Swamp People is great stress relief, but he can think of things that will be MUCH more effective.
1. For
dixiechicken: Phil/Natasha, shippy or not, beautiful and secluded. Natasha’s not an idiot, but she plays one on TV; the lobby of the insanely expensive ‘eco resort’ the mark runs just looks like new money to her, nothing else, but she knows how to coo over it, hanging off of Coulson’s arm in just the right way to make her look exactly like how she wants to be seen.
She knows just what to do when they get to their ‘private’ cabin, too, how to back him against the door and whisper nasty things in his ear- threat assessments are nasty, don’t let anyone tell you they’re not- how to throw him across the bed and ride him like she’s thinking about the money, long and hard but distant, how to be seen going through his wallet while he’s being seen to be asleep.
Better than anything she knows that secluded isn’t, and that you should never be more than two feet from your gun.
--
2. For
schmerica: Raven/Charles/Erik, Raven and Charles not letting Erik participate “The noises are unnecessary,” Erik says, over the racket the two of them are making, which is more than overkill for just two people just having sex. They’re doing it purposefully to bother him, as if the sight of them together wasn’t enough, Raven’s head dropping back, Charles’s hand on her thigh, the contrast of their skin.
He’s not sorry for what he did to get kicked out of bed, but he is starting to regret it.
--
3. For
cesare: Charles/any-all Avengers characters, finding something unexpected He doesn’t particularly want to enter the Other Fellow’s mind, but it has to be done. He doesn’t like what he sees there, a maelstrom that rips into him and makes him feel physically ill when he’s done, likes even less the fact that there’s no Doctor Banner to be found in there, no line that separates the two of them, no boundary that he can shove apart in hopes of ripping them one from the other.
He does it anyway; he finds Bruce much too fascinating to do anything less.
--
4. For
shadowen: Steve and Phil watch television together. Hilarity and bonding ensue. It is to Phil’s great, great sadness that Steve does not enjoy watching Swamp People with him; Phil was really looking for someone else around the tower he could share it with, because there’s really nothing quite so stress relieving as sitting down to a good marathon.
It becomes Phil’s great, great joy about fifteen seconds after Steve reaches over and turns the television off, because that’s when Phil realizes that Steve is advancing on him very slowly, like he’s afraid that Phil is going to get up or push him away, as if there were any chance of that at all in any reality ever, Phil rejecting Steve after he’s spent basically his entire life pining after him; Steve puts his hand on Phil’s thigh and kind of awkwardly stammers until Phil takes him by the shoulder and hauls him in, making sure there is absolutely no chance that Steve will bolt, making sure that this goes exactly like he so desperately wants it to.
Swamp People is great stress relief, but he can think of things that will be MUCH more effective.