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ysabetwordsmith) wrote2014-10-15 12:17 am
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Story: "Up the Water Spout" Part 20
This story belongs to the series Love Is For Children which includes "Love Is for Children," "Hairpins," "Blended," "Am I Not," "Eggshells," "Dolls and Guys,""Saudades," "Querencia," "Turnabout Is Fair Play," "Touching Moments," "Splash," "Coming Around," "Birthday Girl," "No Winter Lasts Forever," "Hide and Seek," "Kernel Error," "Happy Hour," "Green Eggs and Hulk,""kintsukuroi," and "Little and Broken, but Still Good."
Fandom: The Avengers
Characters: Natasha Romanova, Phil Coulson, Clint Barton, Betty Ross, Bucky Barnes.
Medium: Fiction
Warnings: Mention of human trafficking and nonconsensual drug use. Slightly offstage sexual violence. Dubcon/Noncon.
Summary: Sometimes the Black Widow needs to hunt, and sometimes she needs help settling her personality afterwards. Uncle Phil arranges an extra ageplay session.
Notes: Hurt/comfort. Family. Fluff and angst. BAMF!Black Widow. Black Widow is creepy. Spiders. Coping skills. Asking for help and getting it. Hope. Nonsexual ageplay. Caregiving. Competence. Girl stuff. Toys and games. Gentleness. Trust. #coulsonlives
Begin with Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19
NOTE: This scene takes place before the first chapter of this story, but it was written later and I don't think the bonus scenes would work as well at the front.
Here ends "Up the Water Spout." Thank you all for sticking with the series this far! I love your input. Final thoughts on the story overall are welcome, in addition to reactions on this specific chapter. I also have a list of favorite photogenic scenes from the whole series for fanartists to consider, partly compiled from audience requests.
Next up will be the poem "The Life of the Dead," on Bucky's experiences.
A note on feedback: While it's not necessary to comment on every post I make, remember that I don't know who reads/likes things if nobody says anything. Particularly on long stories, I've discovered that I get antsy if there's nothing but crickets chirping for several posts. So it helps to give me feedback at least once, even if it's just "I like this" or "This one doesn't grab me." First and last episodes are ideal if you rarely feel inspired to comment in the middle.
"Up the Water Spout" Part 20
Phil knocked politely on the door and waited. When it opened, he said, "Good morning, Mrs. May, I'm wondering if I might speak with Peter for a moment."
"Of course, dear," she said, ushering him into the house. In hushed tones she added, "Anything you can do to keep that boy in bed for a few days would be greatly appreciated."
"That's why I came today," Phil assured her. "Here, these are for you." He handed her the bouquet of daisies. There was no point bringing get-well flowers for Peter, but his aunt loved them and it helped cheer her up when she was worried about him.
"Why, thank you!" said Mrs. May, and bustled away to put them in water.
Phil knocked on Peter's door, waited for the grudging invitation, and let himself in. Peter looked awful. His entire left arm was bandaged, and the left side of his face was black-and-blue except for the brighter red scabs of road rash. "Good morning, Peter, it's nice to see you again."
"Say what you came to say, then go away," Peter grumbled.
"Now, is that any way to talk to a man bearing cookies?" Phil said. He gave the ornamental tin a gentle shake. Inside it, two dozen of Bruce's kitchen-sink cookies made an enticing rustle against their packing paper. The tin itself was embossed with gold and silver swirls over a blue background, the kind of thing that got passed from kitchen to kitchen for years.
Peter wallowed upright in a small mountain of pillows. "Gimme," he said. "Aunt May keeps trying to feed me health food."
Phil expertly rearranged the pillows for Peter, popped the tin open, and set it in the boy's lap. "A little indulgence won't hurt anything. Just don't eat them all at once," Phil said. He didn't mention that the recipe was crammed with nutrients.
Peter ate two, then reluctantly capped the tin and hid it under the pile of pillows. "Is this the part where you lecture me?"
"No, this is the part where I suggest that you trade me Dartmouth so we can get him off the street faster. You'll be laid up for days, and I don't think it's a good idea to let him run loose any longer than necessary," Phil said. "I have several other cases that I think would suit you, which need a little more time to pin down -- particularly a mutant girl picking pockets all around the city, whom we would rather apprehend without injury."
"What about Xavier?" asked Peter.
"Happy to take a young mutant off our hands once we have her, but reluctant to send his people into the kind of neighborhoods where she likes to hide," Phil said.
Peter snorted. "Rich guys. Yeah, okay, I'll trade you Dartmouth for that ... and the Avengers covering my beat for a weekend; there's a thing I want to catch in Boston next month."
"Half and half, Fantastic Four on Saturday and Avengers on Sunday?" Phil bargained. He didn't want to give up game night. New York's heroes were getting fluent at covering for each other, though, so it was no trouble to make up the difference.
"Yeah, that's fine," Peter said.
"Done," Phil said, and brought up the calendar on his Starkphone to seal the deal.
"... and more cookies?" Peter said wistfully.
Phil smiled. "I'll ask Bruce," he promised.
* * *
Notes:
Spider-Man has appeared in multiple films. For the purposes of this series, imagine him played by Tobey Macguire as in the 2002 Spider-Man movie.
Daisies have several meanings such as "cheer" and "I'll never tell."
Cookie tins such as this one are often passed around as food-gifts or repurposed as organizers.
Kitchen Sink Cookies can be quite nutritious.
Prompt healing requires that you take care of yourself, including diet and supplements.
~MISSION ACCOMPLISHED~
Fandom: The Avengers
Characters: Natasha Romanova, Phil Coulson, Clint Barton, Betty Ross, Bucky Barnes.
Medium: Fiction
Warnings: Mention of human trafficking and nonconsensual drug use. Slightly offstage sexual violence. Dubcon/Noncon.
Summary: Sometimes the Black Widow needs to hunt, and sometimes she needs help settling her personality afterwards. Uncle Phil arranges an extra ageplay session.
Notes: Hurt/comfort. Family. Fluff and angst. BAMF!Black Widow. Black Widow is creepy. Spiders. Coping skills. Asking for help and getting it. Hope. Nonsexual ageplay. Caregiving. Competence. Girl stuff. Toys and games. Gentleness. Trust. #coulsonlives
Begin with Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19
NOTE: This scene takes place before the first chapter of this story, but it was written later and I don't think the bonus scenes would work as well at the front.
Here ends "Up the Water Spout." Thank you all for sticking with the series this far! I love your input. Final thoughts on the story overall are welcome, in addition to reactions on this specific chapter. I also have a list of favorite photogenic scenes from the whole series for fanartists to consider, partly compiled from audience requests.
Next up will be the poem "The Life of the Dead," on Bucky's experiences.
A note on feedback: While it's not necessary to comment on every post I make, remember that I don't know who reads/likes things if nobody says anything. Particularly on long stories, I've discovered that I get antsy if there's nothing but crickets chirping for several posts. So it helps to give me feedback at least once, even if it's just "I like this" or "This one doesn't grab me." First and last episodes are ideal if you rarely feel inspired to comment in the middle.
"Up the Water Spout" Part 20
Phil knocked politely on the door and waited. When it opened, he said, "Good morning, Mrs. May, I'm wondering if I might speak with Peter for a moment."
"Of course, dear," she said, ushering him into the house. In hushed tones she added, "Anything you can do to keep that boy in bed for a few days would be greatly appreciated."
"That's why I came today," Phil assured her. "Here, these are for you." He handed her the bouquet of daisies. There was no point bringing get-well flowers for Peter, but his aunt loved them and it helped cheer her up when she was worried about him.
"Why, thank you!" said Mrs. May, and bustled away to put them in water.
Phil knocked on Peter's door, waited for the grudging invitation, and let himself in. Peter looked awful. His entire left arm was bandaged, and the left side of his face was black-and-blue except for the brighter red scabs of road rash. "Good morning, Peter, it's nice to see you again."
"Say what you came to say, then go away," Peter grumbled.
"Now, is that any way to talk to a man bearing cookies?" Phil said. He gave the ornamental tin a gentle shake. Inside it, two dozen of Bruce's kitchen-sink cookies made an enticing rustle against their packing paper. The tin itself was embossed with gold and silver swirls over a blue background, the kind of thing that got passed from kitchen to kitchen for years.
Peter wallowed upright in a small mountain of pillows. "Gimme," he said. "Aunt May keeps trying to feed me health food."
Phil expertly rearranged the pillows for Peter, popped the tin open, and set it in the boy's lap. "A little indulgence won't hurt anything. Just don't eat them all at once," Phil said. He didn't mention that the recipe was crammed with nutrients.
Peter ate two, then reluctantly capped the tin and hid it under the pile of pillows. "Is this the part where you lecture me?"
"No, this is the part where I suggest that you trade me Dartmouth so we can get him off the street faster. You'll be laid up for days, and I don't think it's a good idea to let him run loose any longer than necessary," Phil said. "I have several other cases that I think would suit you, which need a little more time to pin down -- particularly a mutant girl picking pockets all around the city, whom we would rather apprehend without injury."
"What about Xavier?" asked Peter.
"Happy to take a young mutant off our hands once we have her, but reluctant to send his people into the kind of neighborhoods where she likes to hide," Phil said.
Peter snorted. "Rich guys. Yeah, okay, I'll trade you Dartmouth for that ... and the Avengers covering my beat for a weekend; there's a thing I want to catch in Boston next month."
"Half and half, Fantastic Four on Saturday and Avengers on Sunday?" Phil bargained. He didn't want to give up game night. New York's heroes were getting fluent at covering for each other, though, so it was no trouble to make up the difference.
"Yeah, that's fine," Peter said.
"Done," Phil said, and brought up the calendar on his Starkphone to seal the deal.
"... and more cookies?" Peter said wistfully.
Phil smiled. "I'll ask Bruce," he promised.
* * *
Notes:
Spider-Man has appeared in multiple films. For the purposes of this series, imagine him played by Tobey Macguire as in the 2002 Spider-Man movie.
Daisies have several meanings such as "cheer" and "I'll never tell."
Cookie tins such as this one are often passed around as food-gifts or repurposed as organizers.
Kitchen Sink Cookies can be quite nutritious.
Prompt healing requires that you take care of yourself, including diet and supplements.
~MISSION ACCOMPLISHED~
Re: Thank you!
(Anonymous) 2014-10-19 01:19 pm (UTC)(link)Phil is far, far too hard-spirited in far, far too many places, IMO. Especially considering, as you said how gentle he can be with people.
I'll come read your healthy teamwork and mild-mannered, gentle and BAMF Phil any day. <3
~Anony-Mouse
Re: Thank you!
I just couldn't get past all the horrid things people were doing to each other, on top of plot motifs I found atrocious. I tried to like it, I really did. But ... bleah.