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

[samueljames]

Star Trek, Chekov, who was that masked man?

[alder-knight.livejournal.com]

Young Pavel felt certain he would faint with fright, surrounded by armed banditos on horseback in the hot town square, when suddenly a strong arm reached down, pulled him up onto the back of a horse, and carried him over to safety, placing him down gently out of harm's way.

Pavel got a good look at him then, a mysterious man clad in black, with a cape, a broad hat, and leather gloves, and watched as he turned and spurred his black steed into the pack of thieves, drawing his rapier and disarming them of their guns before slashing an S-shape into the back of one's vest and driving them out of town to the east.

"Yo mayo," cried young Pavel, "who was that masked man?" and the ladies leaning out the window of the tavern behind him swooned and sighed, "El Sulu!"

[samueljames]

Star Trek, Chekov/Sulu, "I do not need rescuing Hikaru"

Don't have to include actual quote *g*

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

"Someday you're going to get in trouble - you'll fall into a pit, or someone's going to decide to take advantage of you, or one of those freak lightning strikes that always comes to the planets we visit is going to strike you - and I'll have to run after you to save you - and I will, too."

Chekov sighs, "Hikaru, you need to stop worrying so much," he sighs, "how long have I been security chief, and when have I ever gotten myself hurt? I know how to take care of myself, and I know how to take care of you, so you can enjoy yourself."

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Star Trek, Kirk/any, shut up and kiss me

Kirk/Sulu

[alder-knight.livejournal.com]

"The forms are completely different," continued Kirk, sitting across from Sulu in the locker room, each sweaty from sparring, towels wrapped around waists, "and it's been a long time since I've gotten such a workout from hand-to-hand - you're really a hell of a fighter, I mean, seriously, how much time do you spend working out to get arms like -"

"With all due respect, Captain," Sulu interrupted, breathing hard, "I can think of better uses for your mouth right now than discussing the finer points of armed versus unarmed combat training."

"Noted, Lieutenant," replied Kirk with a grin, and their mouths clashed together, continuing the battle with tongues.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Star Trek, Chekov, old eyes

[vampyreranger.livejournal.com]

Chekov is seventeen, seemingly wide-eyed and naive. Everyone who meets him treats him rather like a particularly amusing pet or sweet little brother. But when Sulu looks into Chekov's eyes and listens to his tales of hunger and a father's drunken rage he sees the eyes of a boy old beyond his years, forced to grow up before his time.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Star Trek, Kirk/McCoy, he hurls himself into danger because he knows Bones will always be there to catch him

[samueljames]

Bones is fairly certain Jim's got a self-destruct button that he likes to trigger on a weekly basis whether it be the drunken fights he used to get into or throwing himself into harms way every chance he gets.

Jim's on an adrenaline high, a boring away mission somehow ended up in a combat situation and yeah he's fairly sure his arm is broken but Bones will fix that, he's just glad that Sulu and Spock were with him because the odds weren't always that good.

Bones doesn't bother with a lecture this time, it's pretty hard to keep loving someone who can't or won't accept that they actually matter, Jim enjoys the quiet as Bones fixes his arm, Pike will give them hell when he reads the report but he enjoyed the little skirmish, made him feel alive.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Doctor Who, Rose/Mickey, just hold me

[samueljames]

It's over between them and they both know it but he still cares and it hurts to see her so broken all these months later, while he's been off saving alt-world with Jake Rose has mourned the Doctor and Jackie whispers to him about her fears for her daughter.

Mickey tries to cheer her up and doesn't even get a smile, when she does eventually talk it's words here and there between sobs and he instinctively hugs her, she's grateful for the touch and lifts her head to look at him "could you just hold me please?"

Mickey nods and wipes away her tears, she curls up next to him with her head on his chest and his arm around her, she still dreams of the Doctor but when she wakes Mickey's there to calm her down and knowing he's there makes it safe for her to close her eyes again.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Jane Eyre, Jane and Bessie, the only one who cares for her

[kaitimcgill.livejournal.com]

The nanny's new behavior had fairly shocked the young girl; where she had been expecting scolding and yelling, she had received warmth and understanding, Jane saw Bessie in a new light, and it was a relief for the child who had never experienced such caring before.

Bessie looked down at the young girl, it was almost as if she had gained a new sense of understanding after Jane's outburst the night before; she was a small girl holding so much pain inside... she almost reminded her of years ago when Bessie too had been filled with fear and pain, never being able to trust anyone around her... she would make it better for Jane.

Jane laid her head down onto her pillow and held out her hand... she drifted off almost as soon as the warmth of Bessie's hand filled her own.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Jane Eyre, Rochester, burning eternity

[kaitimcgill.livejournal.com]

As she snuck through the house in the dark of the pre-dawn she could feel a tear starting in the center of her soul and working its way out, burning through the years of self confidence and motivation that she had labored for; all thrown away the second the fires of despair reached them.

The only image in her mind as she shut the door behind her was his face, filled with anger, rage and sadness, yelling her name, waiting for her response.

"No, Jane, you have to go" she told herself as her heart tried to change the course she knew she must take... the road that took her far away from the man and the burning love that would surround her heart for eternity.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Jane Eyre, some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice

[kaitimcgill.livejournal.com]

Jane reflected on her tumultuous life these past few years and she longed for the happiness that had been missing lately, she knew that she couldn't live as St. John's wife, but she also knew that she couldn't live the life that her heart ached for.

St. John was a cold man, more stone than flesh, set in his decision to marry her not for love... but for her ability as a missionary's wife... it's as if he were choosing which mule could best bear the weight of his plow... it was below insulting, it was just purely cold... a life of ice if she said yes.

Her mind circled around to the life she had last been offered: a life that would strip her of any self worth she had left and throw her into the deep pit of sin and desire... she had wanted to step into this fire but had managed to run before it consumed her soul... this left Jane wondering... was she to meet more fire at the next turn, or a world of blazing white ice?

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Narnia/Star Trek, Eustace&Jim, two insomniacs with no connections

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

They meet in a bar, because isn't it always a bar?; Jim's pushing his glass around more than he's drinking from it, and Eustace doesn't order alcohol--after knowing the thrill of traveling in a fantasy world, alcohol does little for him; the night is dark and quiet and a little unsettling, but the two of them are made of stern stuff, and the weariness written in Jim's body has nothing to do with the kind of exhaustion that sleep can erase.

"You know what it's like," Jim begins, breaking the silence sharply, "when you're thrown into something you have no idea how to work with, and even though you might want it you still feel like you're drowning?"

Eustace looks at him thoughtfully, tilts his head; "Yes," he says slowly, "I do know a little of what that's like."

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Chronicles of Narnia, Susan/Narnia, "falling, yes I am falling, and she keeps calling me back again"

in which I cheat and add a fourth sentence

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

She dreams, sometimes.

Not her normal dreams, the ones that are messes filled with what she's been doing the past few days, but real dreams, vivid with the colors of another world, where a woman stands wild eyed and beautiful, holding her hand out.

"Come with me, Susan," she says, and Susan always comes, almost running the last few steps, trying to get there before she wakes up.

(She never quite does.)

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Glee, Kurt, divalicious

CHOOSE-YOUR-OWN FEMALE CHARACTER

[alder-knight.livejournal.com]

"Oh god, honey, what have you done with your hair, it looks like somebody went at it with a weed-whacker!" Kurt cried, horrified.

"Well I... I just... I wanted a new look in time for Regionals," she mumbled, embarrassed.

"If a new look is what you wanted, you should have come to me first - you want to look like a diva, you gotta act like a diva, and I know the finer points of glam diva-hood," he said with an eyebrow raise and a knowing smile, "so watch and learn."

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Narnia, girl!Edmund/Peter, lost without

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

There are moments of quiet on The Dawn Treader, during which Edlyn can be found, without fail, standing at the side and gazing out over the sea with something lost and lonely in her eyes; Lucy watches her and aches to take her sister in her arms, but knows there is only so much she can do to help.

Caspian asks her quietly, "What is it she's missing?" while watching Ed with a concerned frown; Lucy clenches her jaw when Ed closes her eyes and turns her face up to the sky, looking as vulnerable as Lucy's ever seen her, and for the first time Lucy doubts Aslan's wisdom--where is the wisdom in causing her beloved sister to hurt like this?

"Her heart," Lucy says, and sends a fervent plea toward Aslan to fix this.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Narnia, Edmund and Lucy, I want you to want me

[samueljames]

Star Trek, McCoy/Chekov, dealing with the reactions of the crew to their relationship.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

(oh my god, your icon is so cute!)

“They’re looking at me like I’m some kind of pervert,” the doctor moaned, ashamed, “Guys are afraid to come down for their monthly checkups and I can’t say I blame them.”

Pavel stroked his friend’s cheek, loving the touch of his stubble and he answered softly, “Leonard, this is vhat I want – if it vere not, don’t think I vouldn’t have slapped you, that first time.”

Leonard smiled then, and squeezed his hand, “I’m glad you’re here, kid, because I didn’t know a fellow could be this happy and this is something I never knew I wanted.”

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

Les Miserables, Jean Valjean/Javert, my entire life's purpose

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Star Trek XI, Chekov, everyone breaks

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

There are many, many things Chekov's intelligence does for him, but sometimes being a genius means this: his life moves by his every success and failure, and there are always eager eyes watching him, waiting for him to crash.

One time after they've just hurried their way out of hostile territory and it's the middle of the night, and Chekov has had maybe eight hours of sleep in the last three days, he looks down at his hands and realizes they are shaking so badly he has to ball them into fists and hide them behind his back; they're all safe and everything is fine, but the only thing that runs through his mind is what if?; he finds an empty corridor and brings his hands up to rub his eyes, whispers to himself, "I cannot--I cannot do this."

"Yes you can," he hears behind him, and he turns to see Captain Kirk, who looks exhausted but is smiling at him warmly, and Chekov says desperately, "But how do you know?"; the Captain lays a hand on his shoulder and squeezes, and tells him, "You're brilliant, but more importantly this ship and its crew are as much your family as they are mine; that's why I know that you'll always find a way to keep us safe."

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Narnia/Merlin, Susan/Morgana, stars in their eyes

[fiendlikethee.livejournal.com]

Not entirely happy with this, but I hope it strikes near enough the mark!


They were once so passionate, so idealistic; they would while away sunlit hours talking about the future, about change, about their part in it. In the gardens of Camelot and the beaches of Cair Paravel, they planned grand plans and dreamed great dreams.

Time is always hardest on the ones with stars in their eyes.


Time passes and finds one lost to the madness that comes of knowing too much, the other stranded in a once-familiar world and a once-familiar body. In Camelot, Arthur takes the throne with Merlin and Guinevere at his side (Lancelot lurks just beyond, a specter of tragedy to come); in Cair Paravel, four thrones sit empty while wolves roam the royal halls and the stone walls crumble into the sea.

Nothing remains of the girls for whom the future was a blank page; now it is a prison.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Star Trek XI, Chekov, being the smartest kid in the room is like being the only kid in the room

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

The Dark Is Rising, Will/Bran, these lost years

[zempasuchil.livejournal.com]

Will had successfully avoided going to his Aunt Jen's for years, but somehow both he and Bran end up in London for Uni, close enough to be patronizing the same pub on a Thursday evening.

"It feels like a lifetime ago!" Bran says, friendly but a little distant, and the alcohol in his blood lets Will's gaze linger on pale skin and tawny eyes.

One lifetime too many, he thinks, and just smiles quietly in reply.

[alder-knight.livejournal.com]

Sherlock Holmes movie, Mary/Irene, damn these corsets.

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

"Blasted things are so damned inconvenient," Irene curses, hands struggling with the laces behind her back; Mary crosses her long, bare legs and smiles, says archly, "Struggling, my dear? And you with the clever hands and all."

Irene smirks, mouth crimson and full; Mary knows exactly why her hands are fumbling, knows exactly how distracting it is when she sits on Irene's bed like that, invitation clear in every line of her body.

It would astound the good Doctor Watson if he knew what a passionate creature lay waiting inside the woman he imagined to be so proper--but perhaps he would not know how to awaken that creature, too caught up in his own troubles and repressed desire for Holmes; Irene, however, knows thoroughly how to bring Mary to life, and enjoys every moment of it; if Watson cannot appreciate this beautiful woman, then more the fool he--and all the better for Irene.

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Narnia, girl!Ed/Peter, a secret smile that no one sees

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

This is what Narnia sees: their beloved queen, a woman who does not fully recognize her own worth, someone who has gained wisdom the hard way and will kill herself trying to always, always be just.

This is what their enemies see: a devil-woman who makes the night her shadow-cloak and moves people about like they are chess pieces created to do her bidding, a foully wicked temptress who seduces their men away from their plans, a two-faced whore who is always pretending, always wears a mask.

This is what Peter sees: his sister, young and achingly vulnerable at times behind the strong impassive front she puts up, the one who understands him with as little effort as it takes to breathe, his strong arm and his best friend, with more inner courage than he thinks he will ever have; he sees the way she wakes in the morning, drowsy and rumpled and unguarded, smiling at him the way she has her whole life--shy and bright, like she's the happiest she's ever been right there with Peter; it's a secret smile that no one sees--except the one for whom it is meant.

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Glee, Rachel Berry, what Rachel Berry wants, Rachel Berry gets.

[samueljames]

She's going to make it big and be a star no doubt about it, others want it but they haven't got her dedication and frankly she's blessed with talent. People call her a mega bitch for her ambition but you don't get to the top by making friends and her fellow glee club members need to realise that. She sees the looks and the rolled eyes with every solo Mr Schue gives her but she can deal with being hated, it's the limelight she can't live without.

[samueljames]

Life On Mars, Sam/Gene, subtle as a brick.

[zempasuchil.livejournal.com]

The Dark is Rising, Will/Bran, But that was in another country