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Prompt Fill
Title: Thursday
Author/Artist: dangwhyme
Rating: PG?
Warnings: Non-sexual nudity
Prompt #14: "Even you have to admit it's at least a little cool. I mean, just how often do you get to see a real live dragon in New York City?"
Universe: MA
Things you'd like to see: The entire team working together to save the day, accidental nudity of some sort.
Things you don't want: Anything too dark; character bashing of any sort.
Size: 1024x803
Two versions: With text and without text.
Hope you like it.
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EDIT: By the way, feel free to redistribute my works if you want to. Just give me a word.
EDIT 2: Here's an awesome companion ficlet by the equally awesome![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ellex42 !
"So, Thor...that was Fafnir, right?" Tony asks later that day, not entirely casually.
"Um. Verily, my friend, that was indeed the dragon Fafnir," Thor says cautiously. It's mildly hilarious to hear Thor so subdued, Steve thinks. Embarrassment does not sit well on the shoulders of a god.
"He seemed pretty upset," Tony continues. He's going somewhere with this conversation, and Steve is pretty sure Tony's angling for some kind of recompense for the loss of his latest armor. Steve is totally on board with that. Thor's a great guy and all, but Steve is still a bit sore after the morning's dragon-fighting (although at this point, he mostly feels like he has a mild case of sunburn). Tony, on the other hand, looks remarkably like a boiled lobster, and is officially off duty for the next week.
Thor smiles weakly, and Steve has to smother a laugh with a cough.
"And I can't help but remember the stories about Fafnir's treasure and wonder if a big strong guy like you might have decided to check them out as well. Besides, there'd be the challenge of fighting a dragon, right?" Tony arches an eyebrow at Thor. "It'd make a great story around the feasting hall in Valhalla, I bet."
"Thou art far too agile at reading the motives of men and gods, Tony Stark. It is too bad thou wert not as agile in avoiding the dragon's flames." Thor draws himself up, brows lowering, retrieving his slightly battered dignity. But Thor is not as dumb as people sometimes assume, and there's been a silent negotiation conducted underneath the conversation. "But perhaps I might offer some trinket in appreciation of thy efforts on my behalf."
Tony smiles, satisfied. "In that case, my friend, you can call on me to fight a dragon for you anytime."
"Does that mean you've changed your mind about magichttp://pics.livejournal.com/dangwhyme/pic/000164hy?" Steve can't help but ask.
"Nope," Tony says. "I still hate magic!"
The expression that spreads across Thor's face can only be called smug. "But friend Tony," he says, "thou art aware, art thou not, that all dragon's treasure is inherently magical?"
Tony's face is absolutely priceless, and Steve has every intention of drawing it as soon as he has a chance.
--end--
Author/Artist: dangwhyme
Rating: PG?
Warnings: Non-sexual nudity
Prompt #14: "Even you have to admit it's at least a little cool. I mean, just how often do you get to see a real live dragon in New York City?"
Universe: MA
Things you'd like to see: The entire team working together to save the day, accidental nudity of some sort.
Things you don't want: Anything too dark; character bashing of any sort.
Size: 1024x803
Two versions: With text and without text.
Hope you like it.
H
Textless
EDIT: By the way, feel free to redistribute my works if you want to. Just give me a word.
EDIT 2: Here's an awesome companion ficlet by the equally awesome
ellex42 !"So, Thor...that was Fafnir, right?" Tony asks later that day, not entirely casually.
"Um. Verily, my friend, that was indeed the dragon Fafnir," Thor says cautiously. It's mildly hilarious to hear Thor so subdued, Steve thinks. Embarrassment does not sit well on the shoulders of a god.
"He seemed pretty upset," Tony continues. He's going somewhere with this conversation, and Steve is pretty sure Tony's angling for some kind of recompense for the loss of his latest armor. Steve is totally on board with that. Thor's a great guy and all, but Steve is still a bit sore after the morning's dragon-fighting (although at this point, he mostly feels like he has a mild case of sunburn). Tony, on the other hand, looks remarkably like a boiled lobster, and is officially off duty for the next week.
Thor smiles weakly, and Steve has to smother a laugh with a cough.
"And I can't help but remember the stories about Fafnir's treasure and wonder if a big strong guy like you might have decided to check them out as well. Besides, there'd be the challenge of fighting a dragon, right?" Tony arches an eyebrow at Thor. "It'd make a great story around the feasting hall in Valhalla, I bet."
"Thou art far too agile at reading the motives of men and gods, Tony Stark. It is too bad thou wert not as agile in avoiding the dragon's flames." Thor draws himself up, brows lowering, retrieving his slightly battered dignity. But Thor is not as dumb as people sometimes assume, and there's been a silent negotiation conducted underneath the conversation. "But perhaps I might offer some trinket in appreciation of thy efforts on my behalf."
Tony smiles, satisfied. "In that case, my friend, you can call on me to fight a dragon for you anytime."
"Does that mean you've changed your mind about magichttp://pics.livejournal.com/dangwhyme/pic/000164hy?" Steve can't help but ask.
"Nope," Tony says. "I still hate magic!"
The expression that spreads across Thor's face can only be called smug. "But friend Tony," he says, "thou art aware, art thou not, that all dragon's treasure is inherently magical?"
Tony's face is absolutely priceless, and Steve has every intention of drawing it as soon as he has a chance.
--end--
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Oh, this is perfect.
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"Good. Because I hate magic!"
OH GOD TONY!!! *more laughter*
This is brilliant! :D
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Really good way to start the day bay the way. Thank you:)
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Thanks for commenting!
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I didn't know if Hank grew giant size with the ant-helmet still on (too lazy to look at my MAA comics) and he doesn't do it in A:EMH but if anything, I'll just say he was ant-sized trying to... huh do something when he saw Jan stumble and grew in record time to catch her.
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AND THIS IS SO WIN, good lord.
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So adorable. I love Wolverine ("Uh...I'm kinda stuck here") and the Hulk just hanging on ("Smash dragon!....Why dragon not smashed?"), poor Spidey just carried along for the ride ("Maybe I can grab the corner of that building if we just get close enough..."), Thor and Storm looking like they wish they could fly a little faster("Halt, thou dragon...oh crap oh crap oh crap fly away NOW!").
I think I may need to make this my computer background.
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I think I may need to make this my computer background.
This possibility makes me happy.
"Halt, thou dragon...oh crap oh crap oh crap fly away NOW!
I actually laughed out loud at that.
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Now you need to do Steve from behind as well. You could do the same picture from the dragon's perspective!
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Damn, but you're talented.
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Just you wait 'till you see what you made me do.
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"So, Thor...that was Fafnir, right?" Tony asks later that day, not entirely casually.
"Um. Verily, my friend, that was indeed the dragon Fafnir," Thor says cautiously. It's mildly hilarious to hear Thor so subdued, Steve thinks. Embarrassment does not sit well on the shoulders of a god.
"He seemed pretty upset," Tony continues. He's going somewhere with this conversation, and Steve is pretty sure Tony's angling for some kind of recompense for the loss of his latest armor. Steve is totally on board with that. Thor's a great guy and all, but Steve is still a bit sore after the morning's dragon-fighting (although at this point, he mostly feels like he has a mild case of sunburn). Tony, on the other hand, looks remarkably like a boiled lobster, and is officially off duty for the next week.
Thor smiles weakly, and Steve has to smother a laugh with a cough.
"And I can't help but remember the stories about Fafnir's treasure and wonder if a big strong guy like you might have decided to check them out as well. Besides, there'd be the challenge of fighting a dragon, right?" Tony arches an eyebrow at Thor. "It'd make a great story around the feasting hall in Valhalla, I bet."
"Thou art far too agile at reading the motives of men and gods, Tony Stark. It is too bad thou wert not as agile in avoiding the dragon's flames." Thor draws himself up, brows lowering, retrieving his slightly battered dignity. But Thor is not as dumb as people sometimes assume, and there's been a silent negotiation conducted underneath the conversation. "But perhaps I might offer some trinket in appreciation of thy efforts on my behalf."
Tony smiles, satisfied. "In that case, my friend, you can call on me to fight a dragon for you anytime."
"Does that mean you've changed your mind about magic?" Steve can't help but ask.
"Nope," Tony says. "I still hate magic!"
The expression that spreads across Thor's face can only be called smug. "But friend Tony," he says, "thou art aware, art thou not, that all dragon's treasure is inherently magical?"
Tony's face is absolutely priceless, and Steve has every intention of drawing it as soon as he has a chance.
--end--
Damn. That felt good. That's the first thing I've written in more than a year.
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Do you mind if I edit the post and add your fic so everyone can read it?
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I'm serious, this really is the first thing I've written in over a year. I'm riding high on fic endorphins right now. It's all your fault - thank you so much!
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is ded of da laffder
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I was very briefly reminded of that Monty Python sktech about a killer joke.
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*Smooches*
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