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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[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

History, Washington/Bolivar, man of the people

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

Narnia/Master&Commander, Edmund and Jack (and Stephen if you can work him in), the boy knows ships

(What? I DON'T KNOW. I DON'T EVEN CARE HOW THIS HAPPENS, I JUST WANT THEM TO MEET. AND EDMUND TO BE BADASS [WHICH HE ALWAYS IS] :D).

no fic

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

EVERYONE SHOULD MEET EDMUND. this is known.

(I would totally write this but I don't know Master and Commander. D:)

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

Narnia/Un Lun Dun, Edmund/Deeba, travelers

(Someone please tell me that they've read Un Lun Dun? I love that book. :D)

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

The Dark Is Rising/Chronicles of Narnia, Edmund & Will, travelers in a strange land

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Midnight's Children, Salim/Brass Monkey, talk to the animals

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

Narnia/Merlin, Edmund and Merlin, hidden depths

[sciosophia.livejournal.com]

SOMEBODY WRITE THIS PLZKTHNXBAI.

(I only know the Narnia fandom through, uh, this (ALREADY ADDICTED TO GIRL!EDMUND) so I can cry off doing it myself mwahaha).

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

Narnia, Edmund, Edmund as a vampire (obviously this can be AU or whatever :D)

WHAT. THIS IMAGE IS HOT TO ME EDMUND WOULD MAKE A REAL VAMPIRE UNLIKE EDWARD CULLEN. I SEE YOU JUDGING ME. :D

[fiendlikethee.livejournal.com]

More cracktastic than you anticipated! Er, sorry about that.


"You...what?"

The vampire looks nobly pained by his monstrous nature (or that's what Edmund assumes the intended effect is; really, he looks more like he's got indigestion) as he confesses, "I am too dangerous to be around my love, her blood sings to me and it's so hard for me to resist--"

"See," says Edmund, "when I find someone whose blood sings to me--" (the phrase is so ridiculous that he can't help adding air quotes around it) "--I generally just take them out back and get some."

[sciosophia.livejournal.com]

Narnia/Merlin, girl!Edmund and girl!Merlin, bonding

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

Merlin is centuries after her time, waiting with half her heart missing until she finds Arthur again; this age is nothing without her king.

One day she sees a blond boy with tall, unmistakably regal bearing, and thinks Arthur with her breath caught in her throat; but no, a moment later the spell is broken--the boy smiles too easily, without that edge of defensiveness masking insecurity Merlin knows so well in Arthur and has tried so hard to erase.

She doesn't realize there are tears in her eyes until the girl standing by not-Arthur turns and stops her with a hand on her arm; "You don't belong here, do you," she says softly, and her eyes are old and knowing; Merlin feels the bone-deep empathy emanating from her, and thinks she may have found what she needs to make waiting for Arthur easier.

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

Narnia/Supernatural, Edmund and Sam, exasperated younger brothers

ahahahahaha! messing up time it is!

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

"Not to be rude, because this is fascinating work," Edmund says, knees deep in dirt and gesturing with the shovel in his hand, "Really fascinating, but the question is why we got stuck with it."

"Because torching the corpse is the uninteresting part, of course, and our brothers are jerks," Sam says from somewhere in his grave.

"And how come you can dig so much faster than me?" Edmund demands, glaring as Sam pops up and grins at him.

(JUST IGNORE THE FACT THAT THEY'RE FIFTY YEARS APART. IGNORE IT. the Pevensies got resurrected! I DUNNO.)

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Narnia/Star Trek, Edmund/Young Jim, They're just two kids who don't have a clue what they're doing

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

(omg is everyone out to give me cracky crossovers for Edmund? 'CUZ AWESOME.)

"What are you doing to that car?" Jim demands, ready and boiling for a fight, but the dark-haired boy in front of him doesn't even acknowledge his presence for several seconds, finally looking up and smiling brightly.

"Hotwiring it, naturally," he says, and moves to the side. "What, you've never done it?"

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

Narnia/Pirates of the Caribbean, Edmund and Jack, "You're much more interesting than Caspian."

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

"And who would Caspian be?" Captain Jack says, spinning the wheel, but Edmund doesn't answer, just looks south to the open horizon. He has the look on him that Jack has seen on many a pirate's face - eyes half lidded and head tilted back, filled with the love of the sea.

"It has been such a long time," Edmund murmurs, and places a hand on Jack's over the wheel to steady it.

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

The Office, Karen/Pam, Jim who?

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Disney's Aladdin, Abu & the Carpet, chess

[pleonasm]

Carpet always won at chess; Abu had once observed that the object had a great poker face, which had caused Aladdin to point out (once he'd decoded the monkey's words) that they weren't playing poker, and chess was more about strategy than secrecy, wasn't it?

"Don't be embarrassed, little guy," he said, clapping his friend on the back, and leaning in close. With a hand cupped around his mouth for secrecy, he added, "I can't beat Carpet either" (and Abu thought, well, that's not really a surprise, but appreciated the cheering-up effort).

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Disney princesses, Sleeping Beauty and Cinderella, halcyon days

[lettersandliars.livejournal.com]

It's a comfort to have a friend in the palace, even under the useless guise of diplomacy (trade is stable now, and war is never even mentioned). A comfort not to be addressed as "Majesty," not to be scolded for muddying her gowns with flour in the kitchens, to watch Aurora dance around the parlor with heavy-lidded lethargy, calm and unassuming.

"I believe your musicians are becoming impatient. A waltz, then?" she proposes, and smiles when Cinderella takes her hand.

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Merlin, girl!Merlin(/Arthur), I don't wear beautiful dresses.

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

The women Arthur admires are all delicate, lovely creatures, born to navigate the treacherous waters of the royal court, dressed in armor of flowing gowns, ribbons and lace.

Merlin knows she cannot possible compare; not when her best outfit is a little short at the ankle from when she grew a few more inches, and her face is more interesting to look at than beautiful; she's no beauty, and it's never stung as much as it does when she sees Arthur bowing over delicately offered hands and smiling at affected throaty laughs.

"Merlin," Arthur says softly, "I admire them because they're empty ornaments, fit only to be admired; you are meant to be loved."

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

CRACK Narnia, Edmund/girl!Edmund, meeting.

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

He doesn't ask her name because he doesn't need to. There is such familiarity in her movements that he can almost predict her next step, and when they stand face to face, eye to eye, he doesn't ask her secrets because he already knows.

"I am not strange to you, Ed?" she teases, and he replies, "I have experienced things far stranger," as he leans in for a kiss.

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter/Narnia, Edmund/Ginny, rainy streets of London.

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

There is a street in London where the air seems to shimmer and the light bends as if through a veil, and this is where he meets her. Ginny isn't like the other girls, and Edmund is not as surprised as he thinks he should be that he ends up telling her about Jadis. She listens and holds his hand like she knows what it is to be taken, to be made promises to, and to be touched by cold skin and be completely done.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Narnia/Twilight, Jadis and Edward, Her unquenchable thirst is so much more bad-ass than his sparkley emo shit

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

There are so many things that she wants that she cannot even begin to name them: power, prestige, Narnia, gold, jewels, Narnia, Edmund, and more and more.

She tries and tries, but every time she returns to the world, to life, she is held back by little children, always little children.

There is another immortal person, a boy in a family of people-who-live-forever, and he gets all he wants, and she adds another want to her list: his destruction.

[redsilverchains.livejournal.com]

Skins, Chris/Jal, at the end of the day, making love to a paper moon

[flash-indie.livejournal.com]

It’s not planned or deliberate, but they fuck for the first time in Jal’s bedroom, sheets off and the lights on, with him working his way inside her, high and deep and slow, like this is something special, to be taken care of – like she is. She sighs, cries, breath filling the space between them like when they were smaller, breathing against the glass windows of her father’s car, enough to write their names in the fog with their fingers. It could be the same, just her fingers are in his hair, and she’s not writing her name, but she’s thinking of his as he presses kisses into the side of her neck, her cheeks, her lips, and when he says her name, it feels like possession and maybe a little like love too.

[rosalui.livejournal.com]

Merlin/Narnia, Merlin&Arthur&Edmund; the kings are at a diplomatic meeting, and Merlin is Arthur's adviser. XD

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

Sometimes, Edmund has a lot to say.

Arthur nods intermittently as the younger, darker king talks; about trade, about taxes, about the price of this and that and all sorts of things that are flying over his head because, to his right and a little behind him, stands Merlin.

It is Merlin's first day as his official advisor, and he's fallen asleep.

[redsilverchains.livejournal.com]

Chronicles of Narnia/The Dark is Rising, Simon/Susan, reason knows not

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Simon isn't sure why, but sometimes he looks at Susan and she looks so familiar with her eyes looking somewhere else.

"It's just, sometimes you remember things that can't actually have happened," he says, fumbling to explain, and Susan nods, her smile sad.

"I know," she says, and takes his hand.

[starsimpulse.livejournal.com]

narnia/supernatural, lucy/castiel, looking for god

[elliemurasaki.livejournal.com]

"You're going about this all wrong," she says, "he has a different name here, not one you know; and in any case you won't find him that way—whatsoever you do to the least of my people..."

"I understand," he says; it's true and not. Its not-truth means he must report failure to his commander-ally (Dean will not be pleased), and he already knows he hasn't a prayer of convincing his brothers of its truth, but—a new perspective means new possibilities; hope is not yet lost.

[sciosophia.livejournal.com]

Misfits, Nathan/Kelly, how did he get her to go on a date?!

[(Anonymous)]

You didn't, he concluded.

You circled around her like a wolf, (or some kind of animal like that,) stopping (without meaning to be crass,) just short of pissing a ring around her to mark his territory; tried to tell her how you felt in words; tried to tell her how you felt in actions; tried not to allow her to hear how you couldn't help but feel when she was pressed up against you with her warm eyes and lovely lovely breasts (god did she hear you say that?); fail and go home, wherever that was that night.

And then one day find yourself buried alive- at this point you funnily enough actually DO want her to walk on by and hear your thoughts - and you know that if you ever get the chance to share those few bacardi breezers you will be a very very grateful man and might skip the date and head straight to Elizabeth Duke's to see if they have any deals on George Forman grills... or well you know... the other thing.

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

Glee, post-series, out and about in the big, scary world.

[faorism.livejournal.com]

The world has not melody and a preset dance routine: it's chaotic and crude. Our knowledge is so limited... so abstract and overpoweringly rose-tinted. But maybe just one more song... one more sweet note... one more glitzy smile will make the stage reality.

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

Chronicles of Narnia, Edmund, school.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

He is somewhat distressed to find that being king of Narnia doesn't involve as much fun as he'd thought, and considerably more schoolwork than he'd ever done in England. He gets a tutor in the form of an old, old faun with a pince-nez and a seemingly never-ending stack of books, some of them, he's sure, that predate the White Witch. When he goes complaining to Susan, she just raises an eyebrow at him and says, "As if the rest of us aren't doing as much or more, Ed."