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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[samueljames]

Being Human, George/Mitchell, George's time of the month.

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Narnia, girl!Edmund and boy!Lucy (Edlyn and Lucas!), young

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

He's so young, her little brother, little Lucas who is so bright and carefree and brave; King Lucas the Valiant, and he sees the world as his to love and never doubts that it loves him fully back.

What Ed has is far from that certainty; Queen Edlyn the Just, but all that means is that she has erred and fallen onto a treacherous path before, and thus can recognize it in another.

"Sister dear," Lucas says to her softly, eyes kind and embrace so tender, "if you would only forgive yourself you would see that you are the last one to do so; you are a Queen of Narnia, and this land loves you dearly, as do I," and all of a sudden Ed realizes that Lucas is not so young as he seems.

[samueljames]

Harry Potter, Percy/Oliver, Percy showing Oliver some muggle device and his reaction.

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Narnia, author's choice, first time in Calormen

boy!Susan

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

His first time in Calormen he notices the dust, hanging heavy in the air; he notices the harshness of the sun, nothing like Narnia's own gentle rays, but somehow beautiful in its wildness; he notices Prince Rabadash's strange, sinuous beauty and tries not to do so--the Prince is not for him, and his siblings clearly find him distasteful, and anyway Sam can't quite decide if he finds him fascinating or frightening.

They're in Calormen for a few more days, and Sam starts noticing the way people eye Edlyn, like they've never met a girl so bold and unashamed; the looks they give her set his teeth on edge.

The next time Ed says something biting, and the Calormen noblemen trade glances between themselves that reek of disapproval and affront, Sam makes sure he catches every one of their gazes at some point and directs all the considerable silent menace he possesses in their direction; the Gentle he may be, but that does not mean he isn't dangerous, and his sister is ten thousand times better than these ignorant men.

(Lol. I think I just slashed boy!Susan with Rabadash. XD That feels strange, and yet fun as well.)

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Narnia, Jill, first impression of Peter and Edmund.

[redsilverchains.livejournal.com]

“Pardon me, miss, but something tells me you’ve got the look of one who’s been dazed by magic lately…”

Before Jill can toss out a retort, the golden-haired boy is interrupted by a loud cough and another boy edges his way between them, arms crossed and tone resigned: “Never mind him, he’s decided to hurl out that line, in the name of scholarly observation—or something like that—just to see how pretty girls will take it—it’s his way of passing the time, since we’ve been waiting here awhile…. Oh, I’m Edmund, that’s Peter, hello…bother, please tell me you’re not Jill!”

(“What?” Eustace demands when his three companions stay completely silent as they all make their way out of the train station.)

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, author's choice, the prince of darkness is a gentleman.

[redsilverchains.livejournal.com]

They say he plays lilting music on a black violin, to draw you on like a puppet on a string, they say he’ll set a table for two and pour wine and honeyed words down your throat, they say before he slits your throat, he presses his cold lips to your cheeks in farewell.

Mary smirks in the dark and clasps her knife at her side.

Go ahead, she taunts him silently, I’ve never been much of a lady.

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

Narnia, all-male!Pevensies, at school their teachers had no idea how to handle them

Those Pevensie Boys, pg, 300 words.

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

The Pevensie boys were a nightmare, every teacher in the school agreed. There was nothing wrong, exactly, but they just acted so different from every other boy that had passed through the school hall, that they didn't know how to handle them.

Peter did just not act his age at all. He seemed to know so much and he knew the answer to everything and every teacher suspected that he could easily take over any class and teach it better than them.

Edmund was a mystery. It never seemed like he was paying any attention in class, his expression always one of boredom. But when asked a question he could answer it without trouble. Even if the answer was given in a bored, droll tone of voice. He seemed complete and utter bored and the teachers were thinking of letting him skip a grade.

Lucas was a delight to have in any class. The teachers loved him, but yet there was something undefinable about him. In history he got a lot of the questions wrong, but his answers was so detailed the history teacher wondered what Lucas was actually talking about. Sometimes they wondered if he wasn't a little... touched in the head, but he always snapped out of it and his answers became perfect again.

The only one of the four even close to being normal was Samuel. He was attentive in class, had perfect manners and every boy at school adored him. But sometimes his eyes would go dark and his voice would get sharp and you could see something else there... In a blink it was gone though, and he was back to being his charming popular self.

At the start of each term a loud groan was heard from who ever teacher got them in math and English. It was completely useless to teach these boys Math, as any math teacher in this school would tell you. No matter how hard the lesson where they answered it with no trouble in no time. The only teacher who didn't complain was the P.E teacher who always said that no one could run like the Pevensie boys. If he only could convince them to join the rugby team!

[redsilverchains.livejournal.com]

Chronicles of Narnia, Father Christmas, all across the land

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

It's been a long time, but the shape of the land is still the same, her hills and valleys and the frozen rivers he crosses quickly, the ice creaking threateningly beneath the runners of his sleigh. People, the good Narnians, come out of their hiding-holes to watch him, and he greets them with good cheer, passing out presents and chomping happily down on the coookies they offer him. More than once, the White Witch's people approach his sleigh, but they flee before his reindeer's sharp hooves and antlers; he only needs draw his sword twice.

[alder-knight.livejournal.com]

DC Comics, Batman/Superman, shut the fuck up and kiss me.

[redcirce]

Doctor Who, Master/Lucy, "no one knows for sure"

[alder-knight.livejournal.com]

It's the faces he sometimes makes in meetings; the small knowing smiles on her face when their hands lock for official photo shoots; it's the way she bites her lip during solo interviews and the way his eyes sometimes slide shut on camera during filmed national addresses.

It's the way her arm reaches across under the edge of the table to rest on the arm of his chair (or does it?); it's the long-hanging clothes that drape the tables at all official functions; it's the way she returns to the table with her impeccably-rouged lips swollen, and his propensity towards washing his hands in the middle of state dinners.

The staff suspects that something is going on between the two of them, under the tables, right in plain sight, but no one knows for sure but the Prime Minister and his wife themselves.

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, Please believe me

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Star Trek, Jocelyn, "they keep waiting for Prince Charming to show up and when he finally does come along, he turns out to be a--" (Miracle on 34th Street, Doris Walker)

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Miracle on 34th Street, Susan and Kris, "You're just a nice old man with whiskers, like my mother told me"

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, fantasies

[samueljames]

Zach knows how he likes to touch himself but there are some things you can't try by yourself, "I love it when you touch me all over, love you playing with my nipples, how you kiss me lots before and during sex." He's almost hard just talking about this and Shaun is too judging by the look in his eyes just before he kisses Zach "is there anything you don't like or something you want to try?" Zach feels dirty just thinking about it but Shaun did ask, "rimming sounds like it would feel amazing", Shaun just smiles "it does" and now Zach is glad he shared his fantasy.

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, public displays of affection

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, security

Probably not the security you imagined

[samueljames]

Shaun is on his knees sucking Zach's cock, he would care about it being a bathroom floor if it weren't for the obscene moans coming from Zach and those slender fingers in his hair urging him to continue.

Zach closes his eyes, he's so close now and Shaun's hands grip his hips to pull him even closer, this feels so good as Shaun's tongue drives him crazy, he's almost there when suddenly there's a knock on the door of the stall.

A few minutes later they're outside the club in the cold adjusting their clothes, security got a nice eyeful but still Zach is surprised at how unembarrassed he is as he blames Shaun "it's all your fault for gyrating on the dancefloor in those jeans"

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, exes

[samueljames]

Shaun shouldn't be jealous, after all he has Zach and Tori doesn't and he wishes he didn't sound like a child with a toy when he thinks that. He's so sure of himself and his sexuality but what if this is just a phase for Zach, he's certain Zach likes him but suspects he is bi rather than gay and if it all gets too much for Zach he might just go back to girls instead. He's known Zach a long time, that's got to count for something but he has a history with Tori too, he'll just have to make sure that he gives Zach no cause for complaint.

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, a lazy afternoon

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

(I love these domesticity prompts. :D)

Cody protests, "No, I don't wanna take a nap, I'm not a baby anymore," yawning all the while and rubbing his eyes with his fists; Shaun shares a grin with Zach over Cody's head, and says casually, "Oh, I know you don't need a nap, but Zach and I are pretty tired, and we'd feel a lot better if we had someone there to keep an eye on us while we sleep."

Cody peers at them suspiciously, then agrees, "Okay, I'll keep watch," and settles in between them on their bed; ten minutes later he's slumped down onto Shaun's chest, legs thrown over Zach's body, sprawling like only a five-year-old can, and Zach laughs silently, tucking him under the covers in a more normal pose.

They only intend to lie there for a few minutes more, but it's Sunday afternoon and they have nowhere to be, Cody is a warm bundle between them, and Shaun reaches over him until he can drape an arm over Zach as well; they fall asleep and don't wake up until dinnertime.

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, don't laugh

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

"Don't laugh at me!" Shaun says indignantly, throwing flour at Zach and making a face at him, but Zach is doubled over, laughing too hard to even breathe; Shaun's lips twitch--he's never been afraid of laughing at himself--and soon he's joining Zach in his paroxysms of mirth. There's flour all over the kitchen, an egg cracked on the floor, and Shaun has chocolate down the side of his face; Zach straightens up, wiping his eyes, and asks breathlessly, "So were you trying to bake a cake, or yourself? Because I think you're delicious enough as is."

Shaun grins and wipes some chocolate onto Zach's mouth, leaning in to lick it off; "Okay, so maybe I'll stick to writing and led you handle the baking," he murmurs, and Zach's mouth is too busy after that to respond.

(Wrote this before I remembered that Shaun made them dinner in the movie, WHOOPS. XD Let's pretend he's good at cooking dinner but not so much with the baking, okay? XD)

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, I believe you

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, I like when you do that

[figaro23.livejournal.com]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, the heart doesn't lie

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Merlin, Arthur/Gwen, share a bed

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Gwen smiles her way through the days. At night, she dreads the coldness of her side of the bed, Arthur lying just an inch out of her reach. This is not what a marriage should be, but she knows that the blame lies with her as well as him.

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Merlin RPF, Bradley/Angel, changing the script

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

"Have you seen this?" Bradley cries, shoving a thick stack of paper - the script, presumably - under Angel's nose.

Angel scans over the page quickly as Bradley rambles on in her ear (she's long since learned how to tune him out, catching only the important bits: Julian, script, crazy, won't, Arthur, Gwen, script), and her jaw drops as she reaches the end of the page.

As Bradley continues rambling, Angel reaches into her purse for a pen, "Well, then, we'll just have to change that."

[samueljames]

Shelter, Zach/Shaun, Christmas Eve setting out Cody's Santa stuff.