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20 May 2012 @ 02:37 pm
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Title: Campfire Stories
Rating/Warnings: PG13
Length: 472 words
Summary: for the prompt Avengers movieverse, Clint + team, I tell the story about losing my virginity as a ghost story around campfires. I have emotional problems. Tony pushes for everyone's stories.

Campfire Stories

“Come on,” Tony goads, dropping onto the couch next to Bruce without spilling a single drop of his whiskey. “I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”

Clint thinks that he’s invading Bruce’s personal space more than anyone else would dare to, and not just physically, and maybe that’s why Bruce lets him.

“My first year at college,” Bruce says and then adds, with a self-depreciating smirk, “I would have been happy with a kiss at the door.”

“Aww, how sweet,” says Tony, transferring the whiskey to his right hand and throwing the other around Bruce’s shoulders.

“The day I became I warrior I also became a man,” Thor declares.

“Which would be when?”

“We do not count years in the manner of your people,” says Thor, “but I think it would be thirteen.”

“Huh.” Tony downs half his drink like it’s water. “Well that’s me beat. I was fourteen. She was hot. What about you, Cap?”

Clint wonders if anyone has informed Tony yet that Steve can’t get drunk. He certainly hasn’t, because watching Tony ply Steve with drinks in the hope of getting god only knows what is all kinds of amusing.

“I haven’t,” says Steve and he doesn’t sound embarrassed about it at all.

Really?” says Tony. “Not ever?”

“Too busy saving the world,” Steve tells him and Clint swears that when the Captain lifts his glass to drink it’s to hide a smile.

“We can fix that,” says Tony and Steve just shakes his head at him.

“Some of us like to wait for the right partner, Tony.”

“Fine, fine.” He raises his glass to Steve and finishes his whiskey, downing the second half. “And what about our Master Assassins?”

“No,” says Natasha succinctly when Tony turns to her.

It’s always a thing of beauty watching Tasha smack Tony down and Clint knows that she can do a lot more than a simple ‘no’ and a glare of death, even if those alone are making Tony shift uncomfortably in his seat, but Clint also suspects that the answer to Tony’s question, for Tasha, is that she either doesn’t know, or can’t remember, or can’t trust what she remembers.

“I tell the story about losing my virginity as a ghost story around campfires,” Clint says, moving from where he’s been sitting on the staircase to perch on the arm of Tasha’s chair and drawing everyone’s attention. “I have emotional problems.”

“Don’t we all,” says Tony.

He laughs, rolls his eyes, and gets up to pour more drinks, for himself and anyone else who’s glass is less than half full. Clint makes a mental note that the very mention of emotional problems makes Tony back off and doesn’t retaliate when Tasha pinches his arm hard enough to leave a bruise. He knows a thank you when he feels it.

Title: (untitled)
Rating/Warnings: PG13 (people get killed)
Length: 336 words
Summary: a short two-parter for the prompt Avengers/Castle, Rick/Kate, “You followed around a SHIELD agent? Who was she?” “Who said it was a she?” In which Kate doesn't really feature, Coulson is awesome, and Fury has a headache.

It was Coulson, because of everyone at SHIELD he's always been the best at getting rid of curious or journalistic types. Castle manages to last a full day watching Coulson do nothing but type reports, file reports, design reports, chase people down to fill in reports, and, for a change, eat lunch whilst working on reports. Castle decides that SHIELD is nowhere near as exciting as he'd thought it would be. Not much later he ends up shadowing someone in the police and, thankfully, they don't hear from him again.

(That evening, a few minutes after Castle has finally left, another curious type of person shows up at Coulson's office with a few friends and some guns. Coulson demonstrates another use for reports, slicing open a man's neck with the sharp edge of a plastic folder, and ramming paper down another's throat. Castle, he thinks, would have loved to have watched that.)

Agent Coulson had read Castle’s books for research when the author had been assigned to him and he finds himself keeping up with them. He also finds himself keeping up with the man himself. Richard Castle leads an interesting life and has a knack for getting involved with dangerous people. Coulson phones a few of them and visits a few more, just to make sure people know that Richard Castle may be a perfectly friendly guy, but there are other people in the world who really aren’t. It gets more difficult when Castle starts shadowing a police officer, but he does what he can.

Then there’s the day that Castle spots him.

“I absolutely knew you were more awesome than you let on,” the man says, his eyes wide and a huge grin on his face as Coulson secures his gun and phones for the three dead bodies and one live to be collected with interrogation to be conducted on the latter.

“You weren’t meant to get fond of him,” Fury says, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Yes, sir,” says Coulson. “Sorry sir.”

Title: Just A Date
Rating/Warnings: PG
Length: 617 words
Summary: for the prompt Torchwood, Tosh/author’s choice, “I’m good if you need your computer fixed, but not the kind of girl you’d want to date.”

Just A Date

“Do you have any plans for tonight?” Martha asks her, folding her arms and perching gracefully on the edge of Tosh’s desk without touching anything or knocking anything over.

“Um, no?” Tosh replies, unable to be dishonest, but really hoping that Martha isn’t about to ask her to switch with Owen to be on Rift Watch tonight and not just because she doesn’t need to know when Owen is off with other women. She’s tired and her neck aches. A soak in the bath with a good book sounds like heaven right now and an all-nighter on Rift Watch a lot like hell.

“Well,” says Martha, “I haven’t been to Cardiff in ages and I was wondering if you’d be able to show me someplace good a couple of girls could go to unwind, you know?”

“What?” Tosh saves the coding that she’s working on and takes her fingers off her keyboard as her brain derails, not wanting to make any mistakes. “You mean, like, a date?”

Martha beams at her.


Martha is beautiful and everyone likes her. She’s caught Owen’s eye not only because of her looks but also because she’s a brilliant doctor. Ianto admires her efficiency and her quips. Gwen looks buoyed by having another competent, confident woman around (and Tosh knows that she herself is a disappointment to Gwen in that respect). Jack treats her like an equal and says that she saved the world.

“Oh.” Tosh keeps her eyes down, away from Martha’s warm, bright smile, and clasps her hands together in her lap to prevent herself from fidgeting. “That’s probably not a good idea. I’m good if you need you computer fixed, but not the kind of girl you’d want to date.”

“I doubt that,” says Martha.

She has a way of talking that’s poised, but kind and slightly daring. It makes Tosh want to grin up at her and take whatever challenges are tossed her way, but she doesn’t.

“I’m not a good person,” Tosh tells her, memories of a UNIT cell, a telepathic necklace, and all the times that she’s hesitated, all the mistakes that she’s made, threatening to choke her. “The last people I dated died in the sun and in the First World War.”

“Yeah? Well the last guy I even wanted to date doesn’t remember me and before that there was this Doctor that you may have heard of and, trust me, that’s not a road that you ever want to go down.”

Warm fingers gently brush Tosh’s hair back from where it hides her lowered face and tuck it behind her ear. It’s been a long time since anyone touched her like that and even then it was never for long enough.

“Maybe not dating,” says Martha. “Maybe just a date, hey? Two girls, night out on the town. It’ll be fun.”

Tosh takes a deep breath and slowly releases it, without making any noise, and then does it again.



Martha sounds delighted and Tosh chances glancing up to see that her face looks as thrilled and excited as her voice sounds.

“Yes, okay,” she says.

She can’t tear her eyes away and they’re wide open, watching, when Martha reaches out again and glides her fingers across her cheek, tracing the same path that they took before even though now Tosh’s hair is out of the way and there’s no real reason for her to.

“Brilliant. First drink’s on me.”

She straightens, still with that amazing look on her face, and walks away, her hips swaying like she’s fully aware that Tosh is still watching.

Tosh is still watching, yes, and she plans to keep watching for as long as she can.

Title: Surrender Up My Heart And Swap It For Yours
Rating/Warnings: 15/R (sex, suggested blood and pain play)
Length: 120 words
Summary: for the prompt Angel/Firefly, Faith/Simon, an unlikely couple but they work.
Author Note: title from Ed Sheeran's Lego House.

Surrender Up My Heart And Swap It For Yours

Simon knows about being broken and pushing yourself to be the best. Faith knows about letting people down and trying to drive the demons out of your head.

He treats her like she’s both precious and strong, he’s smart enough to figure out how to do both, and he makes her bleed before dressing her wounds with gentle hands. She doesn’t bother to hold back, lets all of her crazy show, bites him hard when she comes.

“I don’t need to know,” he tells her in the dark as she tucks her head underneath his chin and lets herself be held.

“I know,” she tells him, his surgeons hands within hers, so easy to break, and she tells him everything anyway.
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sugar_fey: avengers: black widow concernedsugar_fey on May 20th, 2012 09:03 pm (UTC)
Are we the same person? Because I could swear I was thinking about what it would happen if Tony asked the Avengers how they lost their virginity last night. It's freaky!

Perfect reaction for Natasha. With her history there's really no other answer possible for her. Poor Natasha, let me hug you!

I love Clint's response. I'm a sucker for protective!Clint (not in a 'Natasha needs protecting' way, but in a 'I'll always have your back' way). And Natasha thanks him by pinching him, ahaha. Great.
inkvoices: avengers:shawarmainkvoices on May 21st, 2012 10:55 pm (UTC)
When it comes to brainwaves we are tuned into the same channel *grins*.

Thanks! Yeah, I wanted to give her hugs, but I figured she saw where the conversation was going and she stuck around anyway, no backing down.

YES. It can never come across as thinking she needs protection when he knows that she can beat him, it's equal, I love it.

(Hmm, and speaking of virginity, first time challenge message coming to you soon!)
workerbee73 on May 20th, 2012 09:12 pm (UTC)
It’s always a thing of beauty watching Tasha smack Tony down

It is. It really is. :)

And okay, I'm sorry for being thick here (I blame lack of sleep), but is the implication that Clint lost his virginity to Natasha? And if that's the case, I have a followup question-- this is the second fic where Clint being late to he sexin' was implied (the first was starbolin's brilliant first meeting fic 'Biting the Same Bullet' So is there something in his backstory about this?

I loved all of these, btw. Never thought I could buy Simon/Faith as a pairing but you just sold me. ;)
inkvoices: avengers:tasha & clintinkvoices on May 21st, 2012 11:03 pm (UTC)
'Twas one of the best things of Iron Man 2 :D

I...did not mean to imply that. It was more than Clint may or may not be joking about his first time, but the important point was that he was drawing attention away from Tasha, and perhaps also testing the team's reaction to comments like that, because him and Tasha have a lot of shit in their pasts and he wants to gauge possible future reactions to that kind of thing. However, in my head, yes, for this fic Clint's first time was with Natasha, so the pinching from her was as much a thanks for sticking up for her when she didn't need it as for implying his first time was shit when she knows full well it wasn't that bad at all, thank you very much. Did it come across like that? Whoops. Accidental.

To the best of my knowledge there's no backstory about it. Actually, since he grew up at a carnival/circus/both I suspect he lost his virginity at either an average for the time or early age *shrugs*. I do think it's implied in Natasha's background and it would add an interesting dynamic, if sex for Natasha is a tool she started using early on and if for Clint it was something he came to late, don't you think?

I'd never thought of it. I love it when I read prompts and end up tilting my head to one side and muttering to myself, "Actually..."

And THANK YOU, glad you enjoyed them :)
workerbee73 on May 22nd, 2012 07:00 pm (UTC)
No, no, I got all that. And I think it came across really well. It was the viriginity thing (and reading that soon after the other fic) and it got me to thinking about whether that was an accepted idea somewhere. But I really liked the way you handled that here. :)

I do think it's implied in Natasha's background and it would add an interesting dynamic, if sex for Natasha is a tool she started using early on and if for Clint it was something he came to late, don't you think?

I think it would be a very fun and interesting dynamic to play with. ;)
inkvoices: avengers:tasha & clintinkvoices on May 22nd, 2012 08:53 pm (UTC)
Okay, phew :) I don't know, I hear/see things so many times and it becomes headcanon for me, kinda of like I think sometimes there's an accumulation of things in fandom or an avalanche of things and then it becomes headcanon for everybody. (Someone had to tell me that no where in the books does it say that Charlie Weasley has any tatoos. This confused me greatly because fandom had convinced me that it was fact, heh.) I'm liking the age gap between Natasha and Clint that seems to be group!headcanon, probably because of the actors ages. I don't think Clint being a virgin until late will be a headcanon thing for me, but yep, fun!

(And that's one of the reasons why I'm loving this pairing: there's little film canon, so we can let our minds wander, yay.)
workerbee73 on May 22nd, 2012 10:59 pm (UTC)
Agreed on the Clint as late-bloomer thing, but I do adore the age difference. :)
inkvoices: avengers:compromised (natasha)inkvoices on May 23rd, 2012 04:04 pm (UTC)
I want fic where when Clint first meets Natasha she really is a kid and then he ends up pining for her and doing nothing about it because he remembers her being a kid and she's still really a kid in his eyes, and Natasha is all "I was f**king and killing people before you even met me you know"...
workerbee73 on May 23rd, 2012 07:11 pm (UTC)
Like when you say kid how young are you thinking? 18? Younger?

Seems liek someone was telling me about a fic where he knew her as a child which sounded like an interesting premise. Maybe not my cuppa but interesting.
inkvoices: castle:making stuff upinkvoices on May 23rd, 2012 07:14 pm (UTC)
I don't mean where they fall for each other when she's a child, because no, but where they meet when she is one, any age really, ten to eighteen? Then they know each other for a long time before he gets a new perspective or realises just how much she's grown on him, when she's in her mid-twenties and it's Budpast or after the events of the Avengers or anything. Yeah, I just think it would be interesting.
workerbee73 on May 23rd, 2012 07:22 pm (UTC)
No, I agree. I'd maybe say 17 for some reason? Then jump ahead 8 years or so. That dynamic could be really fun.
Random Wonderings of a Curious Girlbook_junkie007 on May 28th, 2012 03:06 am (UTC)
I liked all of these, and I love the idea of Castle following around a SHIELD agent.
inkvoices: bubbles and heartsinkvoices on May 28th, 2012 09:05 pm (UTC)
Thank you! Yeah, that prompt tickled me, so I had to write it *grins*.