Whoops, has it really been that long??? Anyway, my door is open! And my blog too, I'm having some trick or treating happening there too, just in case ;)
Fic: Trick or Treat; PG, no warningsshenshen77November 2 2014, 19:50:54 UTC
Sorry this is late, I hope you'll still enjoy it :) Happy Halloween!
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Clint straightened his bandages, real ones covering wounds from his last op mixing in with the fakes that Natasha had carefully wound around his head and arms to complete his mummy costume. He was unrecognizable, something he was grateful for. No one needed to know where two of the Avengers lived.
The doorbell rang and Natasha, the cutest sheet ghost he'd ever seen, picked up the nearly empty candy bowl while Clint opened the door.
“Trick or treat!” tiny voices yelled joyfully.
A tiny Black Widow and an even tinier Hawkeye were looking back at them. Clint's face split into a gigantic grin, Nat wished the little trick or treaters “Happy Halloween”, her voice telling him that she was grinning as well.
FIC: Pumpkin Disaster; PG, warning for blood and needlesshenshen77November 2 2014, 21:38:40 UTC
Who can resist puppy eyes, huh??? Happy (late) Halloween, my dear :D
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“So, how did this happen?” Dr. Rasanayagam asked as she prodded at the deep gash on Clint's right hand. Blood welled up sluggishly as she injected the local anesthetic.
He grinned sheepishly, the pain medication he'd received making the world around him foggy and wonderful.
“He tried to carve a pumpkin,” Natasha answered for him, exasperated.
“'T would have been awesome, too,” Clint slurred. “Can we go home now? I wanna finish it.”
Natasha took his chin in her hand and fixed him with a glare that made the Sri Lankan SHIELD doctor fear for her patient.
“No knifes for you. Ever. Again,” she hissed.
Clint just smiled at her adoringly, not even flinching when Dr. Rasanayagam sewed up his hand.
FIC: Duckies!; no warnings, PGshenshen77November 2 2014, 18:39:43 UTC
I don't know if this is a trick or a treat, but it's yours anyway ;) It's inspired by a piece of art by Katie Cook.
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“Stark, what did you do?” Steve yelled.
“I didn't do anything, there was a bright flash and suddenly...”
“Quack.” “Quack!”
The two ducks wore indignant expressions and the uniforms of Clint and Natasha. Duck-Clint poked Tony in the shin with an arrow, as if to say that he didn't believe a word out of his mouth.
“I think that means 'Fix this!'”
“Quack!” Duck-Nat stared at Tony accusingly.
“Damn, even as ducks they're intimidating... I'm on it, okay? Take a swim.”
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Clint straightened his bandages, real ones covering wounds from his last op mixing in with the fakes that Natasha had carefully wound around his head and arms to complete his mummy costume. He was unrecognizable, something he was grateful for. No one needed to know where two of the Avengers lived.
The doorbell rang and Natasha, the cutest sheet ghost he'd ever seen, picked up the nearly empty candy bowl while Clint opened the door.
“Trick or treat!” tiny voices yelled joyfully.
A tiny Black Widow and an even tinier Hawkeye were looking back at them. Clint's face split into a gigantic grin, Nat wished the little trick or treaters “Happy Halloween”, her voice telling him that she was grinning as well.
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“So, how did this happen?” Dr. Rasanayagam asked as she prodded at the deep gash on Clint's right hand. Blood welled up sluggishly as she injected the local anesthetic.
He grinned sheepishly, the pain medication he'd received making the world around him foggy and wonderful.
“He tried to carve a pumpkin,” Natasha answered for him, exasperated.
“'T would have been awesome, too,” Clint slurred. “Can we go home now? I wanna finish it.”
Natasha took his chin in her hand and fixed him with a glare that made the Sri Lankan SHIELD doctor fear for her patient.
“No knifes for you. Ever. Again,” she hissed.
Clint just smiled at her adoringly, not even flinching when Dr. Rasanayagam sewed up his hand.
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“Stark, what did you do?” Steve yelled.
“I didn't do anything, there was a bright flash and suddenly...”
“Quack.” “Quack!”
The two ducks wore indignant expressions and the uniforms of Clint and Natasha. Duck-Clint poked Tony in the shin with an arrow, as if to say that he didn't believe a word out of his mouth.
“I think that means 'Fix this!'”
“Quack!” Duck-Nat stared at Tony accusingly.
“Damn, even as ducks they're intimidating... I'm on it, okay? Take a swim.”
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