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

[xturncoatxiii.livejournal.com]

Avengers, Hank Pym & Clint, brains versus brawn

[kittycow.livejournal.com]

It wasn't as if it were unusual for the Avengers to pick fights with each other from time to time, but it was rarely Clint and Hank since their specialties were on different sides of the spectrum and because they usually got on well.

Only it was Clint's mistake to try and take him on when Hank had his communication helmet on, even if he did well, until an army of ants consumed the archer.

At the end of the day Clint was still recovering from anaphylactic shock.

[alder-knight.livejournal.com]

Star Trek, Sulu, seeds.

[iambickilometer.livejournal.com]

When he was a child, he grew tomatoes in his backyard, following his great-grandfather's instructions in watering and caring for them. They grew tall and true, and produced a banner crop of fruit, and ever since, Sulu has loved things that grow in the earth. Now, he has a greenhouse on a ship, and it's not quite earth, and not everything he grows bears recognisable fruit, but he loves them all just the same.

[evil-girraffe.livejournal.com]

House M.D.

House & Thirteen

[alcedines.livejournal.com]

Thirteen didn't hold with House's bullshit. She wasn't a sycophant, she didn't preach to him and she didn't contradict him for the sake of contradiction. Thirteen was what he needed--and couldn't touch.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Othello, Iago/Cassio, When Iago said Cassio had kissed him he wasn't lying, but he had liked it

[faorism.livejournal.com]

because I cannot possibly write fluff with Iago in it

I take in his breath, tinged with the taste of vinegar and stale bread, within my mouth's cavity; the sensation nearly makes me strike the man for his inconsideration--the misguided puppet. But I do not--cannot... will not--push him away. Let the fool have his fun: he shall reap his soiled oats later.

[les342.livejournal.com]

Dexter, Dexter/Rita, marriage and fatherhood

[lastshadow.livejournal.com]

It's strange to realize that I hardly remember a time when she and the kids weren't in my life. I could say that it's because they are a prop, a stage curtain that I wrap myself in to appear bright, alive, human; I could say that I could drop them to the stage floor and still be Dexter, the monster, underneath, but that...isn't true. It's more that...there's nothing worth remembering before them?

[ldydragon7.livejournal.com]

Cable & Deadpool, Nate & Wade (or Nate/Wade) You make me laugh

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Anastasia, Anya/Dimitri, honour among thieves.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

It's a game they play, practicing their skills on each other. Anya steals Dmitri's watch and he finds it in his pillow case, Dmitri steals her hair ribbons and she finds them threaded through her boots, and so forth.

They trust each other to keep an accurate score of their own wins and losses, not worried about cheating at all.

[questofdreams.livejournal.com]

Bleach, GrimmjowxIchigo, 'better than death'

[atanih88.livejournal.com]

Grimmjow had experienced it and it hadn't been so bad, people just bitched too much about it and gave the impression that it was worse than what it was. But as he licked his lips, tasting the salt of sweat on them even as another drop ran down the line of his jaw—he worked himself in deeper and watched as Ichigo's hands fisted the sheets in front of him. As Ichigo grunted but pushed back Grimmjow closed his eyes and came: this was better.

(erm... didn't mention death but that's what Grimmjow was referring to... -_-; sorry Questy)

[questofdreams.livejournal.com]

D.Gray-man, KandaxAllen, 'The need to hold still'

[sutlers.livejournal.com]

"Quiet," Kanda hisses, hand over Allen's mouth. Allen freezes and inhales the cold-sharp smell of leather, feels the heaviness of Kanda's body pressed against his back; around them the world glitters white and the queer hollow crackle of snow reaches their ears, then a soft crunch as the Noah drifts down not twenty feet from their hiding place.

"All right, now," Kanda says when it's clear, and Allen scrambles free, face burning, trying to will his shaking hands and heart into stillness.

[questofdreams.livejournal.com]

Katekyo Hitman Reborn, MukuroxTsuna, 'necromancy'

[sutlers.livejournal.com]

Mukuro in his tank looks like a dead thing in a film, a corpse drifting through the water; Tsuna half expects his eyes to be open when his body turns, irises cloudy with death. They are closed, and a stream of bubbles wriggles upward from the mask over his mouth.

"Now," Tsuna says, fingers squeaking through the condensation on the glass barrier, "release him now."

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Sheppard, of course they're coming for me

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

The match flickers and goes out. John checks the clip by feel, counts the remaining bullets in his head -- thirteen, prime -- and settles back down, resisting the urge to press his palm to the dirty bandage on his leg.

Soon, he hears bootsteps.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Merlin, Morgana, things she left behind

[lyra-star.livejournal.com]

The day she left Camelot is something she still refuses to think about, Camelot is a sore subject to her and the Druids know better than to address it. Mordred is the only one who questons her and she silences him with sharp looks that makes everyone but him cower in their boots. These days she finds it harder and harder to look at Mordred with his fair eyes and black hair; he reminds her too much of who she's left behind, it's the only thing she regrets.

I don't know if you'll like this or not. Hope you do ^^

[elliemurasaki.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Mary, Dean Van Halen

[vampyreranger.livejournal.com]

Mary thinks there's something eerily familiar about Dean. Something about the way he tilts his head and the cadence of her speech. It's almost as though she and John had a love child with James Dean.

[elliemurasaki.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, John, Dean Van Halen

[garnet-words.livejournal.com]

John's checking the trunk to make sure they have everything packed when Dean walks around the car to join him, lazy swagger John's seen a thousand times, and just like that, it hits him.

"You okay, Dad?" Dean asks, looking worried.

"I'm fine," John manages.

[questofdreams.livejournal.com]

D.Gray-man, CrossxLenalee, afternoon tea

[sutlers.livejournal.com]

Lenalee's teacup tips out of her hands and shatters across the floor, wet shards of porcelain skittering over smooth stone while General Cross laughs; "Come on, then," he says, holding out his hand. Her knees threaten to give out but she takes one step, then two, crossing the distance under her own power. "There's a girl," he murmurs, pulling her down, breathing the gunpowder bitterness of tea into her mouth.

[questofdreams.livejournal.com]

KHR, SqualoxYamamoto, when the rain stops

[sutlers.livejournal.com]

Squalo takes a step and jackknifes in on himself when the flame on his ring goes out, spitting a mouthful of blood on the scuffed leather of his boots. Yamamoto shouts, the flame on his own ring flaring as he dispatches the last of his own opponents and sprints for Squalo. Squalo's eyes are still clear when Yamamoto tips his head back, though tight around the edges with pain; they slide over Yamamoto's face and up to Xanxus, who blinks once and spits on the ground next to them.

[questofdreams.livejournal.com]

Merlin, LancelotxGwen, 'like sand through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives' *cough* (lolol)

[adistoria.livejournal.com]

Gwen felt that she could place her trust in time. In time, Lancelot would return and in time Lacelot's hands would wrap strong and true around her waist. Not that time would betray her and her lips would slip against his, clumsy and scared as she clung to her faith.

[questofdreams.livejournal.com]

D.Gray-man, Lavi, indigo ink

OOPS IT TURNED INTO LAVI/KANDA DON'T LOOK

[sutlers.livejournal.com]

The fabric of Kanda's yukata is thin underneath Lavi's palms, the deep shade of the sea, the faint sharp smell of fermented indigo rising to Lavi's nose as it is pushed hastily to the side; importing silk into Japan is illegal now, Lavi remembers vaguely, and cotton does not like their dyes. Kanda's eyes share the color. When Kanda leaves, he tucks the yukata tightly in around himself, and the only blue that is left are the inkstains on the tips of Lavi's fingers.

[questofdreams.livejournal.com]

KHR, MukuroxTsuna, if you weren’t real I would make you up

[lyra-star.livejournal.com]

It is easy for the others to forget about his Mist Guardian, to cast him aside labelled as dangerous. And sometimes they pile Tsuna with enough work that he forgets to think about his elusive Mist. Afterwards when guilt plagues his every step, makes him restless enough that sleep doesn't come easy; he thinks about Mukuro's eyes, and as he finally drifts off to sleep he feels Mukuro's arms holding him tight against his chest.

I don't know if this is what you want exactly Questy. But I did my best. Hope you like! ^^

[questofdreams.livejournal.com]

Kuroshitsuji, SebastianxCiel, 'raised by puppets'

[sutlers.livejournal.com]

It was getting harder for Ciel to remember; he spent a lot of time reading—treatises on ethics, religion, politics—but in the end they could never be more than words on a page, cold black lines marching across faded paper. Sebastian's hands were always fever-warm, his presence immediate and solid, his mouth whispering the uncanny against the shell of Ciel's ear, formative and damning. Ciel wondered if he would miss his humanity when it was gone.

[questofdreams.livejournal.com]

Kuroshitsuji, Sebastian, 'A playfully dangerous stranger'

IT IS SORT OF LIKE A CROSSOVER WITH AMERICAN GODS BUT NOT REALLY

[sutlers.livejournal.com]

They told stories about her but Sebastian had never believed that they were true; Baba Yaga took a deep, slow drag on her pipe and scratched the wart on her jaw when he told her so. "You underestimate the power of their imagination, demon," she said. "How long have they been telling stories about Hell?"

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Veronica Mars, Logan/Veronica, "Isn't that the rules we live by? Someone always has to pay?"

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Pretty in Pink, Steff/Andie, sarcasm.

[circles9.livejournal.com]

Katekyo Hitman Reborn; The Varia, on first meeting Bel

[lyra-star.livejournal.com]

The first thing that comes to Squalo's mind when he meets the kid is that he is fucking bat-shit barking mad, probably the craziest fucker he has met to date. And that in his books is an accomplishment; what with all the mad hatters he hangs around with, albeit reluctantly. "He is a bit eccentric," is all Mammon says and when he turns to Mammon incredulously he only gets a smirk in reply; "Great then you can be his partner!" Lussuria announcs imperiously still watching Bel go "shishishsi" with a mildly disturbed look on his face; at Mammon's sputters Squalo can feel a smirk break out on his face, sweet revenge.

[atanih88.livejournal.com]

Pet Shop of Horrors, Leon/D, slow kiss

[gryvon.livejournal.com]

The count leans down to pour Leon more tea, but his lips diverge, turning at the last minute to press against Leon's. He's startled at first, then pleased as D presses against him, and more than a little aroused. D is smirking when he pulls away and all the twisting churn of emotion that Leon feels melts away under confusion as he notices that D never spilled a drop.