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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.
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fandom, character/pairing, prompt word/sentence.
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on 2009-12-09 03:20 am (UTC)(Lol, yeah, so I maybe have a thing for Linus being unexpectedly competent. :D DON'T JUDGE ME.)
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on 2010-01-27 02:12 pm (UTC)Suddenly his phone rang loudly startling him "we're on our way back, you owe your boyfriend dinner or a blow job or something, he locked the guard in a closet and stole his car keys."
Rusty smiled "that's my boy, saving your ass", Danny laughed but it was true without Linus he could have been on his way back to prison, they'd wipe down the car later and park it somewhere so it could be found but they'd need a better back-up plan in future.
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on 2009-12-09 05:02 am (UTC)Yet Rosencrantz doesn't seem the least bit concerned--he's always took things as they are without overmuch concern for what that means--and that, in itself, is comforting (that he can always be counted on to remain the same, even as the world around them goes crazy).
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on 2009-12-09 04:07 am (UTC)Just thought I’d bring up the idea.
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"She is still my daughter," Uther says, sitting with Gaius by the fire, "and for both of our sake's, I hope she remains wherever she has gone."
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"He is my father," Arthur says to Merlin, "and for all his faults, I cannot let him die if I can save him."
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on 2009-12-09 05:24 pm (UTC)Crowley just smirks at him over his dark glasses and says, "Exactly."
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on 2009-12-10 02:07 am (UTC)Crowley shifts nervously, his tongue slipping out, and tries to look as angelic as he possibly can, because there is no way in hell - heaven - oh for Christ's - well shit - there's no way he's letting it get out again that he hangs around with Aziraphale. (1)
1 - He really doesn't think Aziraphale will be pleased if this boy spontaneous combusts or comes to harm like the last one.
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on 2009-12-09 01:59 pm (UTC)(Is anyone else having a problem with livejournal emailing them comment notifications reaaallllly late?)
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on 2009-12-09 02:14 pm (UTC)I was like; Did everyone suddenly leave? (I had been getting updates all evening and then suddenly there was nothing.)
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on 2009-12-09 02:28 pm (UTC)Narnia, Narnia; a rumbling chant shaking the ground beneath their feet: it is for this land (and his brother) that he fights, he kills, he loses count of the dead in a whirlwind of stab thrust parry block PeterPeter they're all dying, but not you--never you.
Um. Not quite sure if this turned out how you wanted. XD
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on 2009-12-09 04:30 pm (UTC)She had looked at Narnia like that, once upon a time, her beloved home where she became a woman, learning the hunger-pangs of desire and adulthood, immersing herself in ruling a country; she looked at Narnia like that, before she fell out of that land and back into a world where her wisdom was out of place: little-girl body must pretend little-girl mind, and that was the end of her innocence.
Caspian looks at Narnia like everything there is golden; Ed does not have the heart to tell him that sometimes the gold is too bright to last.
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on 2010-01-26 02:20 am (UTC)(But Eustace thinks she looks lovely.)
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on 2009-12-09 04:20 pm (UTC)(set in the world created by the latest ep)
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on 2010-02-01 08:48 am (UTC)She had never meant to love him, but somewhere in between the cocky smirks and his surprisingly honest and understanding nature, she ending up realizing that she was bound to this man body and soul and didn’t give a damn about what she should and should not do; she’d go to the ends of the world for him, and she proved that more then once.
But she made a mistake, and now too many years too late she wished she’d never gotten involved with that small child because Arthur was bleeding to death in her arms. “Merlin, I love you-” “Don’t talk! I won’t let you die! It’s not an option!” but not even her most complicated spells and fervent tears and prayers to whatever deities she can think of will save them both from the consequences of her past, and when the light from his eyes leave forever Merlin knows her eyes will never glow gold again, because she died with him.
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on 2009-12-09 05:07 pm (UTC)The Lords of Discipline, Will/Tradd, author's choice
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on 2009-12-09 07:35 pm (UTC)My sister, he thinks when Ed curls up next to him by the fire, pliant only in her drowsiness, warm and small and everything he should not want but so achingly does.
Their hands rest on the grass next to each other, scant inches apart, but for Peter those inches might as well be miles.
(Right now I'm organizing all the ficlets here on del.icio.us, and I'm very curious to see what the fandom distribution will be. I'm rooting for Narnia to win. :D)
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on 2009-12-09 07:09 pm (UTC)(hey I like my genderfuck!)
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on 2009-12-09 11:24 pm (UTC)For the most part he is content, except for this: the drudgery of England only served to remind him of what he had lost, but he gained some things there as well: bad habits, and the freedom to partake of them if he so chooses (it always, ultimately comes down to freedom, because Edmund has never been able to stand being told there is something he must not do).
Beauty, happiness, it's all the stuff of dreams; but sometimes Edmund's fingers twitch at his side, reaching for the phantom cigarette he will never be allowed to have.
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on 2009-12-10 12:06 am (UTC)In Narnia spies are no game and Peter has finally convinced Ed she's no villain; she's head spy this time, because the fact is that people will underestimate a girl who looks too slender and pale to do any harm, and Peter has to wait on his throne with chest tight until Ed is safely back in the castle.
Ed uses everything she has--everything she has learned about acting a part, plays the foolish enamored maiden desperate for her lover's words, draws her sword when necessary, her quick brain always at the ready (because she has learned painfully the importance of thinking before she acts)--and it is all in Narnia's name, but the name that beats inside her heart is Peter.
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