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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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Any fandom (or original), any characters or pairings, salvage
As they study the waste that has been laid to Panem, Plutarch and Paylor wonder what can be salvaged from the mess President Snow had created.

They will wipe out the sins of their ancestors, there will be no more Games, they will build a new Panem that brings out the best in its citizens, working together.

Maybe it is best not to salvage old Panem, but to rebuild from the ashes instead.
Any fandom (or original), any characters or pairings, time stands still
(Couldn't resist)

Way too far into the future, Tommy hopes he's among them.

Ever since he moved with his later discovered adoptive mother away from him, he's always hoped to find Jan among them, his boyfriend he's never dared tell anyone about, not even Emily or Brad.

There he is, and when eyes lock, time stands still, before Jan races toward Tommy with his superspeed to give him a superembrace.

lizzie_marie_23

1 year ago

silvr_dagger

1 year ago

lizzie_marie_23

1 year ago

Any fandom (or original), any characters or pairings, living on the edge of the world
Nijiri lounges on a knife-thin ledge and shades his eyes from the light of the twin moons with the flat of his hand as he looks out across the desert.
He finds the expanse fascinating.
Nijiri knows that Hananja’s city obeys Hananja’s law, but outside the walls there is no law of any kind.


I hope you don't mind, but I really wanted to write this fandom for somebody. Nijiri is a gay black assassin from NK Jemison's Dreamblood duology. It's a fun read. Think Ancient Egypt meets Assassin's Creed.

RE: Gujaareh

silvr_dagger

1 year ago

lizzie_marie_23

1 year ago

silvr_dagger

1 year ago

lizzie_marie_23

1 year ago

I've just been having the most miserable last few months in RL--hopefully this will get me out of my funk!
Gotham, future!Bruce/Selina, hung up on somebody that you used to know
Selina and Bruce cross paths sometimes, she’s scamming Gotham’s wealthiest and he’s ‘being Bruce Wayne’ usually with a new woman on his arm. Selina thinks the smart ones must know that his attentiveness, polite or lascivious, isn’t the whole package. Despite herself, sometimes her eyes meet Bruce’s, and she knows the arm-candy is forgotten, but she also knows he sees the scrawny street-kid that he hoped in, and she can’t take that responsibility – still seeing, perhaps, too much of the boy that she used to know in the man and forgetting how easy it was to underestimate both.
Robin Hood legend, Maid Marian, You'll fall like a guillotine/and kneel before the queen
So this is how he will lose his head, Gisbourne thinks bitterly, not at the hands of a man who refuses to follow their ways, to grovel and know his place is that of a dog's, but at the hands of that hateful man's faithful lover, a delicate looking creature.

"I'm not merciful like he is and nobody here will say any prayers for you," she says with cold unyielding eyes and he finds he cannot move his beaten body from the cobblestones of the cloister and wonders if he made a mistake thinking she was weak (but she's a woman, he argues uselessly with himself, since when has a woman been an actual threat?)

The sword slices down without hesitation, clean through his neck, and his last thought is woe be the fools who dare cross Maid Marian.


(Sorry, I don't know why it came out all dark and twisted.)
Greek Mythology, Helen/any, her face is a map of the world
They already say that Helen has the kind of face that'll be remembered for launching ships, but Andromache looks at her and thinks that Helen has the face of a woman who cares more for the ships she's sailed in than the ones following behind.

Helen looks like the world spread out before her; proud Sparta in the sweep of her cheekbones, a history of Grecian isles in the freckles spread across the bridge of her nose, brows like the pillars of Carthage. Andromache has spent her whole life in Troy's gilded towers, warm and loved and safe, but Helen smiles at her, bright and sharp like the crest of a wave, and all Andromache can want is to see the world Helen has seen, and to follow her to the corners that remain.
Trojan War Cycle, Andromache & Aphrodite, earning that diadem
Andromache is not beautiful - she has learned over the years to drape her arms in gold, to braid it into her moon-dark hair, to carry the beauty of wealth as part of her, yet underneath remains shame, and sorrow, and loss which she is sure shows in the lines of her face.

So when the goddess comes to her at dawn, and places a sea-foam, sun-lit coronet upon her head, and calls her 'little sister,' and 'beloved,' she knows it must be a fearful, prideful dream, some shade of Troy haunting her.

"Peace, captive queen," golden Aphrodite says, kissing her cheek, "you have earned your place in the songs."

vialethe

1 year ago

Trojan War Cycle, Hector/Andromache, little less forgiven than a barren queen
They stood on the rampart, their son clapping at the sight of each new sail as if the Greek ships were but whitecaps eager to breach upon the sand.

"I bid you return with your cloak unstained, husband, for I have but lately finished weaving it," Andromache said with her head held high, as he knew her husband liked - proud, spirited, unafraid - for that was the only comfort she could give him in these darkening hours.

She did not speak of her dream, that cruel foretelling for which she would not soon forgive the gods; unto her dying breath, she swore she would be as one of her husband's warhorses - proud, spirited, unafraid - tamed to the bit, but never broken.
Hamilton, Angelica& or /Burr, first impressions
Hamilton, Eliza/Alexander, Genderswap AU
I have no idea how a female Hamilton ends up in America, let alone in a position to mix socially with the Schuyler family and get invited to one of Washington's winter balls. Let's just call it fate. *handwaves briskly*

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"Elijah Schuyler; it's a pleasure to meet you at last," he says, and, spurred to uncharacteristic daring by the sparkling challenge in the most enchanting eyes he's ever see, drops a kiss to the hand of his elder sister's newest and dearest friend, who has become such a comfort and fixture in Angelica's letters since the evacuation of New York.

"I am sorry it has taken a most grievous and costly war to bring us into the same circles, Lieutenant Schuyler," Alexandra Hamilton says, the gleam in her eyes belying the sober cadence of her voice, "but I confess that in person you live up to all your sister's praise and I must therefore count our meeting nearly as great a blessing for myself as the liberty you are helping to win for our country will be for us all."

Elijah fights down a blush at such an extravagant compliment, and thinks he could happily spend the rest of his life helping this woman receive the respect and admiration that she (like Angelica) self-evidently deserves.
The Hunger Games/Greek Mythology, Katniss & or / Artemis, being a goddess's chosen is seldom a blessing
It is not always a pleasurable thing, to be a woman.
Katniss learns this well from the goddess who teaches her to hunt, and how to keep men from hunting /her/.
She didn’t know, before the Games, what a minefield of arophobia she lived in, and she does not think the awareness is worth the gift of identity.

silvr_dagger

1 year ago

lizzie_marie_23

1 year ago

The Hunger Games, Finnick/Annie, stormy skies
“She will be strong,” Mags said as the Gamemakers announced to the mentors that they planned to shake things up by bringing in a manufactured storm, “she is from District 4, and an excellent swimmer.”

Logically, Finnick knew that she was right. Yet as he watched the stormy skies begin to take shape, he prayed that Annie would be safe out there in the arena.

silvr_dagger

1 year ago

Charmed, Chris and Melinda, Chris as big brother
Hi, Chris! A tiny little girl voice coming from such a high place would always leave him frightened, Melinda wasn't a calm child, she would often forget that using magic for personal purposes is directly proportional to having chaotic things happening to you right after doing it. It was his job to take care of her.
She is of course 4 years old and the concepts of personal gain go in over her head. So that's how Chris finds Melinda upside down a tree on their latest trip to the park.
He had told mom she wasn't old enough to be at the park with Chris when he is practicing his lessons in magic, that kid plus aunt Phoebe always spelled pandemonium. He had learned it the hard way when Wyatt had practiced with her. Wyatt's lessons were taught by aunt Paige today though. That might explain why he had found his little sister hanging upside down a tree branch and not floating around somewhere trying to follow the birds, which was how her mother had found him during his first lesson with aunt Phoebe.
Melinda drops by with a thud and he barely manages to catch her, good thing he is trained on her ways, she was a hyperactive child. She sticks her tongue at him and he hugs her, her childish giggles are always cute enough to make him forget he is supposed to act as an authority figure. She's their little girl, that stunt would surely be discussed during their next family meeting, but for now he would just play along with her.

iawenbemerry

1 year ago

Blue Bloods, Jamie and Danny, training has become instinct
Mad Max: Fury Road, any characters or pairings, dust on the wind
He sees the dust devils from several miles off, venting heat from the desert’s hot engine into a cloudless blue sky. They remind him of a kid he met once who called the devils willy-willies and said that clockwise whirlwinds were good spirits and anticlockwise bad, or was it the other way around?
By the time he zones back in they’re just about on top of him, and he guns the motor too late; cos there’s sand in his eyes and grit in his mouth and the sting of a slap on his cheek, and something whispers harshly in his ear go back.

RE: Dust Devil

edenfalling

1 year ago


A song of ice and fire, Jaime/Brienne, modern day AU or any kind of AU where they can't stand each other but are always paired up to work. I'll kiss your feet if they either work as law enforcement or are scientists working together.
If it wasn’t for her strong admiration for Captain Catelyn Stark, Brienne fumed, she would never have put up with this. But she had to keep up this charade, to pretend she was happy being paired up with Detective Jaime Lannister, for the sake of the investigation to prove that Captain Cersei Baratheon’s squad was corrupt.

But the more she got to know Jaime, the more Brienne realised he shouldn’t be tarred with the same brush as them, that he was possibly the only one on the squad with good intentions.

Anonymous

1 year ago

edenfalling

1 year ago

Chicago Med, Connor and Will, learning to trust each other

shipperchan_dna

December 6 2015, 02:42:30 UTC 1 year ago Edited:  December 6 2015, 02:50:04 UTC

Harry Potter, Remus~Sirius, even though Sirius is James' best friend he doesn't has the same level of understanding with him, that he has with Remus.
For all he shared with James, Sirius would never be able to make him understand the one thing that defined his very soul; James came from a tight-knit family -- no matter what happened, he would always have a home. No, Sirius couldn't talk with James about the hole in his heart.

Only Remus understood what it was like to be a lone wolf.
Any Final Fantasy, any characters or pairings, by candlelight
Final Fantasy XII, Basch & Ashe

The candlelight casts Ashe's face in a warm glow as she sits at the table long after their traveling companions have gone to bed, lost in her own thoughts. Basch longs to be able to ease her troubled mind, to do anything to make the path that lies ahead of her even the tiniest bit easier.

All he can do in this moment is sit with her and offer the solidarity of his presence, and hope it can be of some comfort to her.

eternal_moonie

1 year ago

silvr_dagger

1 year ago

Any fandom or original, any characters or pairings, the color of fire, the color of fury
For all of the thoughts he usually had of her eyes are the color of the sea, her actions and soul were crimson red.
She was fire when they battled the others and she was crimson whenever he called her a lady, at first it was because of her reticence of seeing herself as a lady rather than a warrior, lately it meant she was embarrassed of another person discovering she was every bit a woman.
He was usually that person. She would later on come to him, so firey that not even the Targaryen Queen could try to make her calm, as Brienne of Tarth would never back down and leave Jaime behind. That alone had given Jaime a chance to live and a new life as the consort of the Lady of Tarth.

kaminagi

1 year ago

silvr_dagger

1 year ago

lizzie_marie_23

1 year ago

silvr_dagger

1 year ago

lizzie_marie_23

1 year ago

Any fandom or original, any characters or pairings, for the wild sea, we sailed upon it / too close to the wind
We sailed too close to the wind, too near the rocks, risking fragile mast and hull between steep-valleyed waves and the sharp teeth of the shoals.

Still, their voices called us closer - the wistful melody of hearth and home, the piercing notes of love and longing - so close now, yet too soft to hear clearly, so onward we strove, straining to hear...

And their voices called us closer still.

RE: Sirensong

silvr_dagger

1 year ago

RE: Sirensong

edenfalling

1 year ago

lizzie_marie_23

1 year ago

silvr_dagger

1 year ago

lizzie_marie_23

1 year ago

Imperial Radch series, Breq and Anaander Mianaai, mercy, justice, and benefit
Fruits Basket, Akito/Shigure, picking up the tiny pieces we become stronger together.
A song of ice and fire, Bran/Jojen, modern day au+soulmates
The Hunger Games, Katniss and Finnick, televised life
They must assume that they are always in the spotlight; to think it is less often would be foolish, even poisonous. Oh they know things are edited out or glossed over, banal discussions and things that might give the wrong impression, sleeping and using the bathroom and all the things the citizens would do anyway, but it would be impossible to guess when absolutely no one is watching.
And this, too, is something they’d leave out, Katniss thinks as she throws up from a fashionable and not from hunger pangs so sharp her body simply cannot accept food anymore – or maybe they don’t get rid of these images, and she has just become the poison pushed down everyone else’s throats.

silvr_dagger

1 year ago

lizzie_marie_23

1 year ago