Welcome to the Three Sentence Fic-A-Thon:

[caramelsilver]

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 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 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.

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[sutlers.livejournal.com]

Vinland Saga, Thorfinn/Canute, sympathy

[sutlers.livejournal.com]

Mushishi, Ginko/Adashino, 'goodbye yellow brick road'

[sutlers.livejournal.com]

Merlin (BBC), Morgana/Morgause, stolen child

[sciosophia.livejournal.com]

It's an empty jealousy, the kind Morgause feels when she looks at Morgana; her sister's dark hair makes the silver of her dress stand out in a way Morgause's own blonde (her mother's or her father's?) never could. Everything about them seems opposite, like the Old Religion took night and day and moulded them into sisters (gave Morgana stars and Morgause clouds), and she crescent-moons her palm with fingernail marks at the knowledge of just how beautiful her sister is; how the stolen child can't blind that away, even if she is the sun. Yes; Morgause loves her sister on sight.

[sutlers.livejournal.com]

Sailormoon, Rei/Minako, Yves Saint Laurent

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Minako actually has the Britney Spears and J. Lo perfumes and Rei taunts her endlessly about it. "They smell nice," Minako protests, but of course Rei just rolls her eyes. She prefers Parisienne from YSL, and Minako can smell it every time she leans in to kiss her.

[sutlers.livejournal.com]

Hikaru no Go, Kaga/Kishimoto, hard luck

[sutlers.livejournal.com]

Constantine (movie), John/Angela, 'addicted to bad ideas'

[fiendlikethee.livejournal.com]

He taps another cigarette out into his palm, slips it between his lips as he fumbles with the lighter. Angela wrinkles her nose with distaste and tells him, contemptuously, you're addicted to those things (the implication being that he must be an idiot because only idiots become addicted to shit that fucks them up and kills them before they've got their one-way ticket to Heaven squared away).

He exhales a cloud of smoke, watching the sway of her hips as she stomps away and knows that it would be more accurate to say that he's addicted to bad ideas.

[sutlers.livejournal.com]

Inda, Inda/Evered, intervention

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Chronicles of Narnia, Edmund and Peter, drunk on scotch.

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

In Narnia they drink wine--kings and queens of Narnia, Edmund says, that means we're adults, Peter don't make that face at me--and it tastes like the magic of the land spilled into their cups, rich and warm and dark like the taste of warrior-blood or earth. They never become drunk enough to hurt them, just silly-tipsy like agreeable puppies huddled up together affectionately, and it gives Edmund enough excuse to quickly hug Peter and tell him blushingly, I would have no other brother.

Back in England, Peter and Edmund sneak into the alcohol cabinet; the scotch is unfamiliar and bitter on their tongues, like the empty cold air around them and the dreams they cannot shake.

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam, at the end of all things.

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom, "This is it, boys, this is war."

[vexatively.livejournal.com]

Neville Longbottom's never been much of a leader, but in front of people to whom he was pansy and fatass and wuss... he needed to be.

He's sorely tempted for a moment to just say something inspirational— "This is it, boys, this is war."— but he's no Harry and they're no longer naive members of Dumbledore's Army.

For Hogwarts, Neville reminds them of home and, just like that, they'll follow him into the dark.

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Skins, Effy/Tony, sober

[sciosophia.livejournal.com]

The Proposal, Margaret/Andrew, dance music

[sciosophia.livejournal.com]

North & South (BBC), Margaret/Thornton, keeping away the cold

[vexatively.livejournal.com]

Wicked, Galinda/Elphaba, everything you are

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

The image that always comes to her mind is a rainy night at Shiz when they were talking about the relative balance of beauty. Elphie had put on one of Galinda's ridiculous hats, but somehow it made her lovely and exotic, full of layers and intricacies, and through their life together she found out that it was exactly like the subtleties in her personality.

But then she just had to run away and get so upset over those stupid shoes, that didn't mean anything anyway, at least not in comparison to anything about her, and Galinda was alone.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Criminal Minds, Reid/Morgan, post 2.15

[vampyreranger.livejournal.com]

Morgan cannot bear to touch Reid after they get him back from Hankel's maniacal clutches. He's afraid that if he touches him that will make it all real and he'll have to deal with the fact that he couldn't protect his boy. But all his fears about touch become moot as Reid walks into the office, heads straight for his desk, and says, "I'm still here." while patting his shoulder awkwardly.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Battlestar Galactica, Starbuck/Apollo, academy days

(AU would be fine.)

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Narnia, Peter and Edmund, battle plans

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

The table is filled up with different pieces of paper and maps of every corner of Narnia and of every known country beyond; Peter's eyes are red-rimmed and he's starting to see double; yet Edmund is relentless and won't let him leave until they have a working plan of attack.

I need sleep, you need sleep, Peter says, and Edmund barely gives him a glance in acknowledgment, I can't sleep until I know what we're going to do, he answers and continues on reading.

Peter sighs and sits down beside him; he's right, of course; what's a king's sleep, when his country is in danger?

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Criminal Minds, Reid, first day at work

[kelachrome]

He's nervous, but honestly he's used to that by now; his life so far has been one long string of uncomfortable moments. He knows Gideon, at least, since the man recruited him personally; he hasn't met the rest of the team, but Gideon has assured him they're all nice enough.

Dr. Spencer Reid, triple Ph.D, hides his trembling hands in his pockets and walks out of the elevator with the closest thing to a confident grin he can manage.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who/Criminal Minds, the Doctor and Reid, it gets lonely being the only genius around

"Being the smartest kid in class is like being the only kid in class"

[kelachrome]

It's nice to finally have someone who will talk string theory [and much else besides], Spencer Reid decides. Their conversations tend to drift toward the topic of time-space and the navigation thereof, but he really doesn't mind.

Especially, he reminds the Doctor, if the other man will let him take a decent look at that sonic screwdriver; he's just itching to see what's under the hood.

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Chronicles of Narnia, girl!Edmund/Peter, I hate you, I love you.

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

Oh, she could hate him for so many things--the kind of hate that flares up fever bright for a moment, then burns its way through her until she remembers that it's Peter, who is everything to her.

She could hate him for his smothering over-protectiveness that her mind translates into you aren't strong enough for this, for Narnia, Ed; she could hate him for his mule-headed stubbornness, his ever-so-male pride that talks him into danger that Ed always fears she may not be able to bring him out of, one day.

But what she hates him for is this: that his skin becomes gilded in the afternoon sun; that his eyes shine brighter than any sun she has ever seen, the light that guides her out of the nightmares that torment her sleep; that his smile makes want curl heavy in her stomach; but most of all she hates that she can't help but love him so.

[samueljames]

Harry Potter, Percy/Oliver, "I don't think you're boring."

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

(EEE, I love this pairing. :D)

"I don't think you're boring," Oliver tells him, voice warm and serious, and Percy wants to scoff at him and say thank you but I don't appreciate being told lies; because how could Oliver not consider him the most boring person in the world, Oliver who is popular and flies like he should have been born with wings, who loves Quidditch with a single-minded intensity that Percy finds as familiar as he does endearing.

He feels his ears burn pink, and starts to say, "Yes, well--"; but Oliver stops him with two fingers over his mouth, smiling at him so fondly that Percy's chest catches, and this uncertainty filling him is both irritating and frightening, because Percy is never uncertain, oh, where are his rules to help him now...

"They say I'm boring too, for going on about Quidditch as much as I do," Oliver tells him, "they just don't understand that we're passionate about what we love," and Percy's eyes are already fluttering closed when Oliver leans in to brush their lips together.

[samueljames]

Without A Trace, Danny/Martin, kiss.

[samueljames]

Hustle, Danny/Mickey, masters of deception.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Geometry, 3D/2D, "You're growing up, dear" (I have no idea what I was thinking when I came up with this)

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

And 3D smiles sadly, saying, "No, I'm not, you're just seeing one side of me again."

"When you leave me," 2D says in a shaky voice, "and go to those places that I can't go, will you think of me?"

And 3D leans in close and whispers, "Baby, you'll always be a part of me."

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Star Trek, Kirk/Spock and Kirk/Bones, "you need to choose"