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]

Harry Potter, Oliver/Percy, acceptance.

[rinfics.livejournal.com]

Percy meets Oliver's eyes and wills him to understand--he loves him still; he will always love him; the will be no one else like Oliver in his life--and he opens his mouth to explain but Oliver is faster, one finger against his lips, and he can feel the roughness of Oliver's calloused finger and he closes his eyes at the touch--in other places, in another time, where there was need and fire and the sweat of two bodies and the scent of sex.

Oliver's eyes are sad but kind--it's all right; I understand; I just want you to be happy--and Oliver rubs his finger against his lips, back and forth, back and forth--one last time, do you remember what it feels like--and then that fleeting touch is gone and he can hear the chair creak as Oliver leans back, can almost see the smile in his face when he says: "Name the first one after me, yeah?"

Then he hears the sound of a coin being dropped on the table and the chair being pushed back and footsteps walking away from him--goodbye, goodbye--and he opens his eyes, blinks back the tears, and apparates back to the Burrow.

[samueljames]

Oh that is a little heart-breaking but you got so much through in those three sentences. Gorgeous writing showing their familiarity with each other and yet showing why they can't be together. Thank you for this.

[rinfics.livejournal.com]

You read fast! :D And, thank you! I'm glad you liked it! :D