I’ve spent way too much time trying to fill prompts for the
Three Sentence Ficathon 2015 today. Since I have not written or postet any fanfic in ages, I thought I share my fills here as well.
Prompt: MCU, Clint/Natasha, Bound by
theladymore The split second it took him to decide to bring her in rather than eliminate her as his orders had been, changed her life forever. From that very moment on she was bound to him; in the beginning out of necessity, but through the years their relationship had changed and now it was friendship and love that bound her to him. It was not like her to form bonds, after all it was against everything she had been taught, but strangely enough, with him she did not mind.
Prompt: Agents of SHIELD, Phil/Melinda, Fun with Phil's ties by
theladymore The first time she mentions it, it is supposed to be a joke, but the look on his face tells her that to him it would be a fantasy come true. She has never tried it before, it somehow seems too much like work for her to enjoy, but he is clearly into it and one time won’t hurt. So now here she is, sliding his tie over his wrists, effectively trapping his hands behind his back, while he is nibbling on THAT spot just below her ear and she has to admit that maybe it’s not all that bad.
Prompt: Stargate Atlantis, John/Elizabeth, Sometimes he doesn't mind letting go control to her by
theladymore As a soldier John was trained to assess situations and take control, because his life and more importantly the lives of his team could depend on it. So giving up control is not something he usually does voluntary; it’s against his training which has taken over his instincts by now. However, with her it’s different, because he knows that he can trust her and all of a sudden letting go seems to be the easiest thing in the world.
Prompt: Primeval, author's choice, looking after Sid, Rex and Nancy by
samparker Well, this was not how Jess had expected this to go when she agreed to have an eye on these little… monsters while Abbey and Connor were gone, but here she was, standing in front of a very high shelf while the blasted flying lizard had decided to get comfy on top of said shelf and didn’t seem to have any intentions to come down anytime soon. “Rex, come down, NOW!” she said sternly, but just like the several times before it had absolutely no effect or at least not the desired effect, because she could have sworn that the reptile was merely laughing at her. Jess sighed out of frustration, clearly a lizard whisperer she was not.
Prompt: Greek Mythology, Hades/Persephone, and I'm thrashing on the line/somewhere between desperate and divine by
vialethe Bewitched by her beauty he had done the only thing he could think of; he had brought her to his realm and made sure that she was bound to him, so that he had her by his side at least once in a while. Still, the closer the time came for her to return to her mother Demeter, the more desperate for the smallest touch or a single word from her he became. It was almost comical how he, Hades, the feared God of the Underworld, needed her and how miserable he was once she was gone.