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

[kittycow.livejournal.com]

Resident Evil - Chris/Claire - Shooting Range (or really authors choice, i just want more chris/claire)

[chiharu-octavia.livejournal.com]

"No, no, you're holding it all wrong," Chris grumbled into the cold air of the gun range as he reached over to adjust his sister's grip.

Claire stared at him as he closed a hand over hers. "So what, you want to give yourself a hand job?"

[tenthxdoctor.livejournal.com]

He knew that he was leaving her alone to fend for herself, but he also knew that he loved her too much to leave her with nothing. Of all the things he taught her in this shooting range, alone, after hours, she taught him one thing in return. In the midst of a dance of sweat, breathing, and darkness, she taught him how to properly say goodbye to a loved one.