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This is a challenge where you answer a prompt with a fic consisting of only three sentences. It's open to all fandoms and you can post and answer as many prompts as you like. Only one prompt per comment please.

When posting a prompt please format it this way:

fandom, character/pairing, prompt word/sentence.

Lastly, please pimp this to your flist, I'd like as many as possible to come and participate!

Have fun!

If you have any questions ask them to the first comment.

Edit December 10th: Thanks to the brilliant [livejournal.com profile] grim_lupine we now have a delicious account. So head on over there to find some unfilled prompts: three_sentence_ficathon's delicious bookmarks.

A small note from [livejournal.com profile] grim_lupine who's organizing the delicious archive: "So I'm not familiar with all the fandoms here; sometimes when people post a ficlet they abbreviate a fandom and sometimes they don't (like BSG versus Battlestar Galactica, but I know that one) so I might have it listed twice in the delicious tags. If someone notices something messed up they can comment below." -- So do that, and when requesting something new, please use the fandom's whole name.

on 2009-12-08 09:50 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] grim-lupine.livejournal.com
Chronicles of Narnia/Harry Potter, Edmund/Draco, mistakes

on 2009-12-08 11:57 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] caramelsilver.livejournal.com
Mistakes, Edmund knows all about making mistakes and not realising that they were mistakes until it was too late.

He was sitting quietly by the bar listening to the blond man telling him all about his mistakes over brandy and scotch; that was after all why he was there, to listen and tell him that no one is perfect, but that everyone can be forgiven.

Later, when Draco grows silent Edmund will tell him his story, and tell him how doing anything to protect your family can never be wrong, no matter what.

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Okay... this was a little weird. Hopefully it makes some kind of sense.

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on 2009-12-08 10:17 pm (UTC)
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The Mortal Instruments, Alec/Magnus, lights.

on 2009-12-08 10:18 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] finkpishnets.livejournal.com
Harry Potter, Theodore Nott/Daphne Greengrass, slow afternoons.

on 2009-12-08 10:19 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] finkpishnets.livejournal.com
Harry Potter/Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Ginny/Oz, summer air.

on 2009-12-09 01:22 am (UTC)
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Posted by [identity profile] be-themoon.livejournal.com
When he says "werewolf," he mostly expects her to run away screaming and leave him to himself, without the memories her red hair and wand brings back. What he doesn't expect her to say is, "Oh, yeah, my DaDA teacher second year was a werewolf - it's practically criminal the way you're treated, Hermione - Hermione Granger - and I are working in the Ministry for new laws on that."

"Really," is all he says, but she is watching him so intensely it makes him feel open to the world.

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on 2009-12-08 10:21 pm (UTC)
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Harry Potter, Blaise/Pansy, drifting deeper.

on 2009-12-08 10:21 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] twoskeletons.livejournal.com
It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, any, it'll work but it's covered in cheese

on 2009-12-08 10:21 pm (UTC)
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Futurama, any, it'll work but it's covered in cheese

on 2009-12-24 07:01 am (UTC)
Posted by [personal profile] pleonasm
When Leela asks for the raygun, because someone has to save the world and Fry is still slouching on the couch, complaining that Apocalypse news has superseded his favorite cartoons, the Professor hands her a beautiful object of green brushed chrome and artful function; the only problem is the fact that it seems to drip provolone from the barrel.

She asks if it will work and the old man replies, "Oh my yes; Leela, you can't be asking me to design a raygun that isn't powered by cheese-- you of all people should know enough history to understand that," and he blinks at her owlishly.

Leela scowls; "I know," she says, and then sighs wistfully, continuing, "I was just hoping for cheddar, because it has a little more bite."

*****

I'd apologize for the pun BUT I REGRET NOTHING. :D

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on 2009-12-08 10:22 pm (UTC)
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Reservoir Dogs, Mr. White & Mr. Orange, what the hell do you know anyway

on 2009-12-08 10:26 pm (UTC)
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It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Dee & Dennis, you did WHAT?

on 2009-12-08 10:29 pm (UTC)
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It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, any, friends with benefits

on 2009-12-08 10:53 pm (UTC)
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That 70s Show - Jackie/Hyde - zen and the art of Camino maintenance

on 2009-12-08 11:10 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] finkpishnets.livejournal.com
She hates his stupid car and his stupid zen and his stupid way of looking at her like she's just some mild annoyance that stumbled (gracefully, of course) into his life. So she tries her very hardest to win him over - she smiles her brightest smile, she flicks her perfectly styled hair just right, and she pays him all her attention, and yet he still acts as though she doesn't exist, and so she gives up, goes back to Michael and leaves it as nothing more than a fleeting crush. And then it's summer, and secret kisses in the back of his (not so stupid after all) car, and copying his (not so stupid after all) zen when others become suspicious, and learning all the things that make him tick as he looks at her like that, and she's suddenly stupidly grateful for zen and Camino's.

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on 2009-12-08 10:54 pm (UTC)
thene: Happy Ponyo looking up from the seabed (stiltzkin)
Posted by [personal profile] thene
Any Final Fantasy, any characters; discovery.

on 2009-12-08 10:54 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] penny-lane-42.livejournal.com
Harry Potter - Andromeda/Ted - black and red

I did not live until today

on 2009-12-09 04:38 pm (UTC)
ext_407741: (the guilty ones)
Posted by [identity profile] redsilverchains.livejournal.com
She’s skeptical when she hears the play’s title(who wants to watch something about miserable people when she lives and breathes them at home? And miserable people singing? ) but he steals her wand amid all her I’m-not-joking threats ( Ted, if so much as ‘uphold the family honor’ is uttered in that play, I am walking out, you hear?), practically hauls her into the darkened theater; and the quiver of his voice as he kisses her cheek and promises magic is the only mark of his sheer breathless excitement

And in an echoing magic-less place that is somehow enchantment, the spell takes hold: she’s holding her breath and spilling her tears by the first death (she forgot a handkerchief somehow and Ted holds out his sleeve); silently painting the pulsing song about red and black and angry men in her memory ( he says that whenever he hears it, it’s as if he can cast out every bit of prejudice and evil in his two worlds ); treasuring her uncommonly fanciful sigh as a young man sings to the one he loves, and another girl walks in the cold (Not really crucial to the whole plot, Ted grouses; and she sends him a Black glare, to which he tries not to grin so widely ); watching blameless souls give all they were to a world they would never see ( something as-yet-definable stirs in her when she watches them go down the way they choose, and Ted’s gaze on her is avid and solemn; she feels sure he is knowing her more than he would ever say in that moment. )

Magic, don’t you see? he finally turns to her, the harmony of the final act swelling over both of them; his elation at the look on her face so brilliant in the dark; and Andromeda laughs and quotes, And yet with you my world has started, pulling him to her and kissing him hard as the curtains close.

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on 2009-12-08 11:06 pm (UTC)
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Chronicles of Narnia, girl!Edmund, second in command

on 2009-12-09 03:16 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] grim-lupine.livejournal.com
:D Okay, I think I'm going to have to answer any girl!Edmund prompts you give. Fair warning. :D

It should be Susan at his side, by all rights, Susan who is closest to him in age and holds her bow like her hands have always been made to carry it; but she quirks her lips wryly and says, "Of course Ed's your right hand, she's the only one of us mad enough to follow you wherever you'll go."

It's a lie, of course--all of them will follow Peter without a thought, because they trust him with every bone in their body--but she's right about one thing: Ed's the only one mad enough for this; for almost as long as she's been alive, Ed has made antagonism her interaction of choice, always so full of helpless energy and inexplicable fury at the world's injustices that she cannot set right (the biggest injustice she sees is, of course, that she was born a girl when things would be so much easier otherwise).

Peter looks at his wild sister, chin set stubbornly, eyes flashing black and furious, small hand white-knuckled on the hilt of her sword, and he knows there's no one else he would rather have by his side.

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on 2009-12-08 11:16 pm (UTC)
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That 70's Show, Jackie/Hyde, long hot summer.

on 2009-12-09 02:57 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] penny-lane-42.livejournal.com
Summers are short in Wisconsin, though winter stretches on forever and ever; Jackie doesn't mind: winter means hot chocolate and time for snuggling and scarves and hats and pea coats and Christmas (presents!) and her birthday (more presents!) and ice skating and Valentine's Day and snow angels and she knows she looks like an ice queen fairy with the little flakes of snow clinging to her eyelashes.

Summer's always been sweaty (she doesn't sweat: she glistens) and boring and a nonstop battle with the humidity over her hair, and sure, she looks great in a bikini, but skin as delicate as hers tends to burn, you know?

And this summer starts out the same way, but soon enough it's the taste of pudding pop on Steven's lips and lying on the hood of the Camino under the stars while the Stones play in the background and washing-the-camino turning into squeals-and-spraying-water and discovering that sweat can be kinda sexy after all--and she realizes that she wants this summer to last forever.

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on 2009-12-08 11:17 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com
Biblical, Mary Magdelene, hypocrisy against the devil

on 2009-12-11 10:34 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] vampyreranger.livejournal.com
When Mary Magdalene comes face to face with Lucifer she says, "You cannot hurt me for I have been absolved of sin." And Lucifer laughs long and hard, the sound beautiful as a choir of seraphim and ugly as the braying of a thousand donkeys. "Surely, you know better than to believe such hypocrisy my dear," he says, "God never forgives and never forgets."

on 2009-12-08 11:22 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com
Othello, Iago/Othello, "I'll make a man out of you"

best shakes!ship ever?

on 2009-12-09 01:54 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] faorism.livejournal.com
He walks with an ever haunting gaunt: not enough pressure on his heel with every other footfall and too much emphasis on maintaining a distinguished expression. What is worse is that he does so while sulling my honor with his pet names--a latent promise of another clandestine rendezvous: disgusting.

He must to be torn down--down to my level--a level raging with the lustful deeds of the wicked.

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on 2009-12-08 11:25 pm (UTC)
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Peter Pan/Star Trek, wee!Spock as Peter and wee!Kirk as Wendy, "Boy, why are you crying?"

on 2009-12-09 01:27 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] twoskeletons.livejournal.com
"I've lost my shadow," the boy sobs.

"...That is highly illogical," Spock decides.

"There it is!" the boy suddenly yells, and illogically rises into the air and flies after it, only to logically crash into the wall.

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on 2009-12-08 11:29 pm (UTC)
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Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom, "Red, the blood of angry men"

on 2009-12-09 03:31 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com
"You killed my parents," he yells, rushing at her like a madman - maybe he really is a madman, it's hard to tell - and she laughs in his face.

"You silly boy, they're not dead - they've merely gone mad," she says, with the air of calmly repeating to a child that two and two is four, but of course they both know that what's been done to the Longbottoms might as well be death.

He raises his wand to curse her and he actually can curse her because he's filled with enough hate; she screams and screams and he knows that it is good.

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on 2009-12-09 12:50 am (UTC)
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Iron Man, Tony/Potts, maternity leave (this could be taken several different ways |D)

on 2009-12-09 01:23 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] les342.livejournal.com
author's choice, author's choice, shoot first ask questions later

on 2009-12-09 05:23 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] rosalui.livejournal.com
"This - THIS," the Doctor explains with wide eyes and a great amount of gesticulation, "is what you humans do, this is what you ALWAYS do - 'Oh, look at that, I don't know what it is, YOU don't know what it is, let's SHOOT it and see what happens' - and now there is a scratch, a SCRATCH on MY TARDIS!"

"Okay," Jack says slowly, hands out in a placating gesture, ignoring how Gwen on his periph was gesturing frantically in a 'do you want us to get rid of this madman with the glasses and the blue box' sort of way, "maybe we should re-think our strategy a bit more before we shoot."

"No, Jack, maybe you shouldn't shoot at all - have you seen the SCRATCH, on MY TARDIS?!"

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on 2009-12-09 01:30 am (UTC)
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Lucifer, Elaine and Lucifer, grudging respect

on 2009-12-09 01:31 am (UTC)
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The Godfather, Vito Corleone, hubris

on 2009-12-18 02:34 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] grim-lupine.livejournal.com
He has always warned against hubris, that overconfidence that so often leads to death. He has tried to eradicate it in himself, thought he had succeeded; he is all too aware that no one is untouchable and no one is immortal.

For all that he knows that, though, it seems some part of him never listened; because he sees Sonny and thinks it seems so wrong for his son to look so still, and all he can say is "Look how they massacred my boy."

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on 2009-12-09 01:55 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] faorism.livejournal.com
Merchant of Venice, Antonio/Bassanio, another time

on 2009-12-09 01:56 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] faorism.livejournal.com
Harry Potter, Neville/Luna, meander

on 2009-12-12 03:23 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] katakokk.livejournal.com
They walk around the grounds a lot, just the two of them, Neville listening as Luna rambles on about the Quibbler, her father, srange nonexistant animals, and the Quibbler. He doesn't really listen to half of what he was saying, and he knows that his Gran would have strong words with him about that if she every found out, but he likes to listen to the sound of her voice, and Luna doesn't mind.

Once, they set out on a Friday afternoon when they both don't have classes, and by the time they return to the castle, it is dark.

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