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.

Comments

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Merlin, girl!Merlin/Arthur, forever

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

When Merlin whispers forever into Arthur's ear late at night, this is what she means: endless, eternity, there will not be a time in which they do not find one another.

It's a cycle of death and birth and heartbreak and discovery: Arthur dies a King and is reborn a peasant, then a trader, then a sailor's brat, again and again and again; he fights in wars that use different weapons but always have the same basic motive of human nature, and there is not one life in which Merlin does not find him; the look on his face when he remembers her and their lives together never fails to make her breath catch, so that she does not even mind that she's been carrying her memories alone for the years it's taken to find him.

It always takes years, and memories are a lonely companion; but every time that loneliness ends with them sharing breathless kisses, and so Merlin wouldn't change any of it for the world.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, Rose/Bad Wolf, If you tame me, my life will be filled with sunshine.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Sometimes she doesn't sleep well - on those nights, a sort of singing drifts through her dreams, and she stands across from herself, or someone who looks just like her but golden and strange.

I'm only as far away as you tell me to be, the woman whispers. Her mouth tastes like the summer sun.

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, let me cook for you

[faorism.livejournal.com]

Anthropomorphized fandom, shipper/pairing, "author's choice"

[alder-knight.livejournal.com]

Two hands brush in the corner of a screen, and halfway around the world a shriek rings out.

"Come on, come ON, just MAKE OUT already!"

The scene changes, and the hands are gone, but the viewer is already working on the story of what really happened next.

[faorism.livejournal.com]

Anthropomorphized fandom, bad!fic/good!fic, the weight of a letter

[faorism.livejournal.com]

Anthropomorphized fandom, wank/flame, devil's advocate

[faorism.livejournal.com]

Anthropomorphized fandom, review/(author's choice), no one should let me have this

[atruebluesky.livejournal.com]

The story knows full well that he’s a shoddy piece of work- something cooked up at 3:57 a.m. on a Saturday morning when there’s nothing better to do then watch reruns on television until even the most ridiculous pairing in the world seems to make sense to the delusional sleep deprived mind. He’s riddled with flaws and the normally beautiful rhythm and soul that this particular author gives it’s stories isn’t there in this one, and the story is hurt that he isn’t given more effort and love, and he starts to hate himself for it and hides himself away as best he can and stays out of any recommendations and archives so as not to be seen in his shame.

And then she arrives; a small but eloquent review, lending out kind words and warm feelings as she tries so hard to express how much she likes him- the wretched and self loathing story that thinks that no one should let him have something so lovely.

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

Narnia, all-male!Pevensies, back home they're the Pevensie gang and they get into all kinds of trouble

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Those Pevensie boys were nothing but trouble, a bunch of hoodlums who, if she were to decide, would get to be nowhere near her Eustace Clearance (How Helen managed, Alberta had no idea!)

Last time Helen had convinced them to take care of the four boys, Sam had broken a vase (didn't matter if it was a most hated wedding present, no one breaks anything in her house), Peter had ruined one of Harold's books and Edmund and Lucas had teared up her garden!

She was more than happy to see them gone and she promptly told Harold that she didn't care how much he loved his sister; it would be a long time until she let those boys back into her house!

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

Fast and the Furious, Brian/Dom, arms

(Okay, I'm shallow, so sue me. XD)

[latte-vanilla.livejournal.com]

Strength

Brian is used to, used to have to, be in control all the time, and Dom for all he pretends to be a brute, sees it, knows it, just as he sees everything, like how Brian is watching him on the bench press, effortlessly lifting the heavy weights and Brian bets with himself Dom also knows exactly how seeing it is affecting him.
Later, when it's dark, the stifling heat of the day has finally relented, Dom pushes him to the bed, straddles him and takes his wrists, pins them above his head with such ease and strength it makes his head spin. Here, now, Dom is in control.

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, I missed you

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, terms of endearment

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

Shaun calls him sweetheart all the time, almost absently, like he doesn't even notice he's doing it, like that's how he thinks of Zach in his own head; he says, "Pass me the shampoo, sweetheart?" and "That's it, Zach, breathe for me, sweetheart, I'll take care of you," and "Love you, Zach; good night, sweetheart."

Zach's not quite sure how to feel about it--it's a term he's always associated with girls, soft and sweet and everything Zach is sure he's not--but he knows Shaun is thoroughly certain Zach is no girl, and anyway, he never says it when it might embarrass Zach (they slipped up once and forgot Gabe was coming over; he caught them in the kitchen with their shirts half off, panting into each other's mouths, and he hasn't quit teasing them about it even weeks later, and Zach doesn't want to give him any more ammunition).

When Zach stops thinking about how he's supposed to react to it, and just lets himself think about what it means, he feels himself warm all over, like he does when Shaun enters him and presses their foreheads together, never once looking away from his eyes; sometimes he forgets that Shaun loves him more than anyone else has before, and he likes hearing it every time Shaun says sweetheart.

(Confession time: 'sweetheart' is my guilty pleasure term of endearment. :D Put it in any fic, no matter how OOC it might be, and I never fail to melt. :D)

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, What I love most about you

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

"Your smile," Shaun murmurs against his mouth, and Zach feels his lips curve up against his will; "Ah, there it is," Shaun continues, eyes crinkling with those laugh lines Zach loves so much (he's not used to people like Shaun, so bone-deep happy that laughter flows in his very veins, but he thinks he might be learning how to be that way now), "there's that smile with those dimples I love."

Zach feels his ears start burning, and kisses Shaun half out of a desire to stop him from talking, half because he can't spend more than a minute in Shaun's company without wanting to kiss him; Shaun hums into his mouth, licks against the seam of his lips teasingly but pulls back to say, "Ah ah, Zach, you're going to listen to me whether you like it or not; another thing I love about you is that you try so hard to glare at me like you're mad, but your eyes just keep missing mine and heading toward my mouth instead."

He laughs, bright and joyous, when Zach shoves his shoulder and growls at him, and he falls back on the bed and pulls Zach down on top of him; he seems determined to make Zach's face burst into flame with embarrassment, whispering into his ear things that are a mix of sugar-sweet and shiveringly-filthy, and Zach doesn't tell Shaun this but what he loves most about Shaun is that he makes Zach see what true happiness is supposed to feel like.

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, on the rebound

[samueljames]

Shaun was getting over a bad break-up when he first kissed Zach and although he liked him it was more about needing to be touched. Suddenly it got way more complicated than he ever intended it to and he found himself falling for Zach and looking after Cody which had him wondering, if only briefly, whether he could do this. He hadn't planned on anything long-term or ever planned for children but somehow this rebound fling developed into the best thing in Shaun's life.

[samueljames]

Pretty In Pink, Andie, his friends make her feel like crap.

[samueljames]

Cruel Intentions, Annette, missing Sebastian.

Missing

[redsilverchains.livejournal.com]

Annette can’t visit the retirement home, not without thinking about him and their one afternoon there, and this is why she makes herself stop by —it’s the same way she bears finding the loops of her name in his journal, or sitting resolutely in his car: she has to stop wearing Sebastian like second skin, has to lose and find him in the places where she’ll always keep him

Even then, she doesn’t know why she locks herself in for three hours with his, uh, old friend—the woman looks at Annette with dewy eyes and asks her if that lovely boy who likes playing backgammon will be back soon, and oh by the way, the both of you make such a picture-pretty pair; and Annette’s hands quiver on the china teapot, her vision glazing over as she lies, soon, Mrs. Sugarman, he’ll come back soon.

Such a gentleman, that boy—you know, don’t tell him this, but I knew all along that he was just letting me win all those games, the woman says beaming; Annette swipes at her eyes and chokes out a semblance of a laugh; she likes to think that somewhere out there, Sebastian is doing the same.

[samueljames]

Glee, Rachel & Puck, friendship.

[pleonasm]

They probably should have tried being friends first, but both of them were too bad at establishing the right lines; one thing they had in common was ambition, even if Puck's tended toward sexual conquests and Rachel's toward living forever on Broadway.

But finally listening to "Sweet Caroline" stops making Puck feel sick in the pit of his stomach (with manly annoyance, he'd swear), and Rachel stops looking at him with that ridiculous pity because she knows how much he wants to be a part of his baby's life (that takes much, much longer; the baby is long gone by then into the arms of a family who won't, Puck is sure, tell their daughter just how badass her real dad is, and what a waste).

When she starts acting like herself again around him, all misdirected enthusiasm and irritating cheer, he cuffs her gently on the shoulder like she's one of the guys and tells her to chill out, and her eyes widen, and then she smiles like he's given her the Emmy or something, and they become friends, which is how this whole thing should have started, really.

[samueljames]

Chasing Amy, Holden/Banky/Alyssa, one night stand.

[samueljames]

NCIS, Tony/Tim, confidence is catching.

no fic

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

I've never written in the NCIS fandom, or I would totally tackle this prompt, because it is awesome. Do you mind if I steal this prompt for Ocean's Eleven? :D

[samueljames]

(500) Days of Summer, Tom/Summer, a missing day we didn't see in the film.

[weisquared.livejournal.com]

Summer has the strangest ideas, but Tom always ends up going along with them.

They spend one day movie hopping, another playing ring-and-run, and Tom feels like a kid again, although a much cooler one than he’d actually been.

It doesn’t occur to him that that’s not necessarily a good thing.

[samueljames]

Life On Mars, Sam/Chris, mistletoe kiss.

[samueljames]

Clueless, Cher/Josh, after graduation.

[samueljames]

Dogma, Loki, repentance.

[samueljames]

Arrested Development, Gob, sick of being a screw-up.

[pleonasm]

He's said it before, and he means it-- he's sick of screwing up, but it's all he knows how to do, and frankly, it's all he's good at; sometimes he gets close to something like success-- like when he founded the Guild, like when he first met Marta-- but it never lasts, no longer than any of his birds do.

He wants to change, but Michael just sighs and rolls his eyes and dismisses him again and Gob wants to scream, because Michael might think he's taken for granted, but part of the reason for that is that he never lets anyone else step up to the plate, never gives anyone a chance.

Gob has wasted too many chances, he knows, he doesn't deserve another one, but he thinks that maybe he could do it this time; maybe the dove will live.

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Narnia, (girl!Edmundverse) ensemble, pickpocket!AU.

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

(!! Um, this might just be the best prompt EVER. :D)

Ed smiles, slow and rich, eyes half-lidded, and watches the mark's eyes widen and his throat work as he swallows hard; Peter slides past him smooth as can be, hand dipping into his pocket and out again in the time it takes for the man to blink. "So sorry," Peter murmurs as they're jostled together, and when the man turns to look at him, then looks back, Ed is gone, and so is Peter the next minute.

Later, Ed hisses, "Why do I always have to be the distraction, Peter?" and Peter laughs; "Somehow I don't think anyone would be half as distracted by me, Eddy," he tells her, grinning bright and brushing a kiss on top of her head.

(So I guess I could only fit Ed and Peter into this. WOW. GUESS THAT MEANS I HAVE TO DO ANOTHER ONE WITH SUSAN AND LUCY. XD OR LUCAS AND SAM, IF YOU SO PREFER.)

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Anthropomorphized fandom, fanfic-writer/OTP, realer than anything else

Not sure if I fully get the idea but here's hoping

[samueljames]

No matter what the day has thrown her way she knows her boys will be there for her like no real man could ever be. They are subject to her whims and moods as she alternately gives them happiness and love or breaks them to see them cry. She is a cruel mistress that wields the pen but they'll do their best to be her muses because she loves them dearly.