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Three Sentence Ficathon 2015

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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 and on Tumblr and everywhere! I'd like as many as possible to come and participate!







Rules kept from last year:
If you want to request a queerplatonic ship you just use this symbol: ~ instead of the: / Read more about the concept HERE
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MCU, Natasha/Steve, divided loyalties
He's tried hard not to let it happen, but she's broken down and through every one of his toughest defences. Now he knows: The Widow's bitten another, because wherever she goes, the States, Russia, or anywhere else, he's going to be right there beside or doing his damndest, regardless of consequences, to be with her.

Nat just smiles, shrugs, and kisses him again, ignoring his unspoken fears the whole while; she's got nowhere else better to go than Steve's beloved States, after all, -- except the Captain's arms.

icecream_junkie

1 year ago

SGA/SG-1, John/Vala, She's the only one who can keep up wit him
"This is a joke, right?" Rodney had said, until John showed him the little velvet box as proof; then it was, "Look, I like Vala, you know I do, but are you sure? She's..."

"Yeah, she is," John had said, smiling, and he was still smiling as he walked through the corridors with the box in his pocket, looking for her.

She lit up the room with her smile when he found her, overflowing as always with energy and passion that both knocked him over and swept him along like a wave; hell yeah, he was sure - she was the only one he'd ever met who could keep up with him and, well, he'd always enjoyed surfing.
Hawkeye (Fraction run), Kate Bishop/Clint Barton, But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
Wonder Woman (comics), Diana/Barbara Minerva, Clouds filled with stars cover the skies
DCAU, Harley Quinn/Wally West, I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies
Unbeatable Squirrel Girl, Doreen/Nancy, Brighter than a lucky penny
MCU, Loki/Jane Foster, Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
Jane snatches a copy of TIME from the coffee table and thrusts the crumpled paper in Loki’s face, holding the magazine close enough for him to see the Avengers on the cover; linking arms with weary-looking firefighters, policemen, soldiers and civilians to shelter New York City behind their outstretched arms. She has to stand on tiptoes to reach him, which would annoy her is she had any room left for more rage, “Every one of us matters!”
Loki gives her a disdainful glare, “Some matter more than others.”
DCU, Cass Cain, being Batman.
She tries the cowl on for the first time in front of the mirror, slides it on over her head and looks into the white lenses with a certain kind of terror; she was worried, has been worried ever since Bruce chose her as his successor, that it would feel false - wrong, heavy on her head like she wasn't supposed to be wearing it.

"Whoa," Steph says instead, leaning in the doorway and watching her with pride, "looking good, Cass; if this was a who wore it best poll, you would definitely be winning."

The cowl feels natural on her, right; and slowly, so slowly that she can barely believe it, she starts to smile at the thought of what lies ahead.

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Marvel comics, Bruce Banner /+ Jessics Drew, we get to choose
Jessica Jones, Trish Walker/Jessica Jones, 'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you
terminator genysis, kyle/sarah, they talk about conceiving john
terminator genysis, kyle/sarah, he has no money, no clue and has never been on one himself but wants to take sarah on a date
terminator genysis, sarah, pops, Pops tells Sarah in details to the second of how much time she has left to conceive John
terminator genysis, pops, what did he do between time jumps?
Vampire Babylon - Chris Marie Green, Any vampires from the second underground, We, too, could be glorious
Batman (comics), any Batgirl, make em stop and stare as I zone out
This is how it starts: with a costume at the police's annual ball (what kind of a moron attacks the police's annual ball, and the answer is, of course, a costumed criminal; police calls them freaks) and you swing across the room and for one bright perfect shining moment you're in flight, and no-one and nothing can touch you. And then you drop on the crook and people start shouting again, and you need to run before your dad catches you (that'd be bad), and when you're safe back home still shaking with adrenaline there's nothing in your mind aside from how they all looked, looking up at you. You're redhaired and freckled and too tall for boys to approach you and too young still for men to consider it, even when they see you working at the library, but this - that girl in the Bat costume - she can grab people's attention and laugh at it; that girl, she can be a stunner.

This is how it goes: clubs are the only places where everyone speaks the same language you do, sometimes people look at you there, and sometimes in the way that makes you feel bad for being a girl, but not often, and you do as much looking back - detecting. You look for the people who are selling drugs, harassing girls, passing info on the trafficking ring you're tracking; good places for work, too, clubs, they always think because the music's so loud they can't be heard, they don't know you don't need their words to see their guilt. Then you only need to follow, wait, swoop down; dance and dodge in your cape and your mask and the mark on your chest and then they look at you and see you for what you are; that girl, she can be a savior.

This is how it (doesn't) end: crashing through the roof window of the Delta Beta sorority at Gotham U. because you got thrown out off the helicopter (minor fuck you from gravity to yrs truly, not that you expected any less), aaaaand right in the middle of some kinda party oh shit oh damn. You drag yourself upright, forcing a smile on your lips, and the only noise you hear is the lowkey buzz in your ears - no kidding, you could hear a pin drop, everyone's staring at you (you don't dare looking down for fear that it'll turn out you're naked and it's a basic nightmare, and you didn't manage to get onto the Squirrel Gang and annoy them enough that they threw you out of their contraband helicopter, and that? would piss you off), and announce "I'm fine, guys, no broken bones or anything." They're still staring but you know from experience that's too good to last, so you bend to snatch the gizmo you wrestled from the Squirrel Gang's leader earlier this evening, hiding your grimace of pain (sure, the armor's nice, but you broke through a glass pane and the fall still hurt), grin again - you try to make it reassuring and confident, you're pretty sure you came across as vaguely manic, you don't care - and skedaddle.

(you already know you're going to hear from Oracle about this; she'll probably laugh. Or she might tell Cass, and Cass will definitely laugh. Ah, well; you got what you wanted, and that's all that matters.)
Naruto, Sasuke/Sakura or Naruto/Sasuke/Sakura or Sakura gen, you've always been a/ good girl, smart girl, pretty girl, lucky girl
Be good, be smart, be pretty, be lucky: a kunoichi's instruction manual.

Sakura can manage smart in her sleep, though likely not the way the advice is meant; knowing precisely how to take apart the human body (and stitch it back together) is not the clever, subtle manipulation of social strings that girls are guided toward mastering. She'll never think of herself as pretty, but she's learned not to blush and demur when Sasuke and Naruto call her that; if they see a part of herself that she can't find, she's willing to trust their judgment as she knows they trust hers when it comes to their own hidden sides. Goodness is a matter of perspective and circumstance, and she knows perfectly well her moral compass swings more toward retribution and the cold dictates of stop-loss logic than she likes to let show; skill, though, has never been a problem, so by that interpretation she's three for three.

As for luck? She's lived through ten lifetimes of misfortune, but she won through. She has Naruto and Sasuke back, to guard her as she guards them in turn. Let the whole world turn against them; they can make their own fate.
Steven Universe, any, Utena AU
Tales of Symphonia, Zelos/Sheena, they know each other's survivor's guilt from the inside
Tales of Symphonia, Seles Wilder, the AU where she joins the party
Tales of Symphonia, Mithos/Genis, hesitation
Tales of Xillia, Milla/Alvin/Jude, do Milla and Alvin ever tell Jude about Milla's "childhood friends"?
Akatsuki no Yona, Soo-Won/Yona/Hak, marriage of convenience
LOTR, Legolas/Gimli, modern times AU
stopchangingmyusernamefili: so how’s uni treating u so far
stopchangingmyusernamefili: how’s the roommate
Gimli: Leggy pretty boy who looked at me like I was an alien when I said I didn’t eat bacon
Gimli: and he will not stop humming
Gimli: which I might not mind if he didn’t have terrible taste in music
Gimli: the only upside is that he’s besties with the RA or something
Gimli: so he might spend a lot of time outside the dorm
stopchangingmyusernamefili: otoh you might get on the RA’s bad side if roomie doesnt like u
Gimli: I’ll hope it doesn’t come to that
stopchangingmyusernamefili: roommate from hell huh
Gimli: well, Florida
Gimli: but yes
Gimli: the beginning of a beautiful friendship this ain’t

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lyssie

1 year ago

Madam Secretary, Elizabeth/Russell, after hours