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lirazel ([personal profile] lirazel) wrote2010-02-26 08:24 pm

Three Sentence Fic-a-Thon

Let's do this thing!







THE THREESentenceFIC-A-THON



In this challenge, you write a fic consisting of only three sentences in response to a prompt. All fandoms/characters/ships are welcome, and you can leave as many prompts and write as many fic as you like. Please leave only one prompt per comment, though there can be multiple fic "answers" to each prompt.

Format:

Fandom, character/pairing, prompt word/sentence


Please go here for more in-depth instructions, examples, and to ask any questions or voice any concerns you may have.

Pimp far and wide, please! The more participants, the more fic! And if someone wants to whip up a banner or something, that would be great!

Go forth and fic!

[identity profile] penny-lane-42.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Drusilla - broken clocks
Edited 2010-02-27 02:28 (UTC)

[identity profile] angearia.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
Tick tock, tick tock, the clock tick-tick-ticks all in a row and she knows the order's wrong because ticking musn’t go round and round but up and down in sideways spirals and backflips that float on air until they splash. It’s wrongwrongwrong and no one notices or cares (selfish the lot of them, blind they are), especially him (all he can think about is her, the girl wrapped in sunshine who wants to bleed light into him and burn him from the inside out), and she’d go to her sweet Spike but he’s already trapped in the spinning round and round (can’t kill wheels no matter she smashes the gleaming bits every night, come morning the wheels are back, shiny and new). It’s a lie, a horrible lie that’s screeching tick tocks making everyone rise and shine by the turning of the hand (she knows better, she knows the way the world twists and turns) and so she smashes the ticking into bits—lies are not to be abided.

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[identity profile] penny-lane-42.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Being Human - Annie, George, Mitchell - keep me safe and warm

[identity profile] caboca.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
None of them ever had a granny in the true, biscuits and shared secrets and woolly socks sense: Annie's grandparents had died before she was born, both George's grandmothers were synagogue-goingly, best-china-clutchingly horrid and Mitchell's gran, as far as he knew, had been a whore. But, as Mitchell said, when they returned from Andorra, battle-scarred and exhausted, this was no reason they couldn't have a Blanket of Sentimental Value. So he tucked them in with the great purple merino thing they got from the gold-toothed old lady they saved, and he lay down beside them, imagining lullabies.

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[identity profile] penny-lane-42.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Dollhouse - Victor/Sierra - no more black

[identity profile] bobthemole.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
"If you're planning to go through with putting that shit in your head, you'd better have no plans to come back - my son doesn't need a man who wears "fatherhood" on a dongle around his neck."

Victor wonders if he can remove guilt, and leaves to save the world.

(fade to black.)

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snickfic: Buffy looking over her shoulder (Faith Giles)

[personal profile] snickfic 2010-02-27 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Giles/Faith - because

[identity profile] penny-lane-42.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
Buffy acts scandalized and more than a little bit betrayed, but Faith knows that it's more a show than anything: Buffy acting the way she's expected to, the way a daughter might when she finds out her father's fooling around with one of her best friends (it's not like she can say anything about the age difference; at least Giles doesn't remember the Industrial Revolution).

Behind her shrill protestations, though, there's something lurking, a light of understanding that tells Faith that Buffy knows that, as dark as their darkest moments were (despair and Spike, vengeance and Tara, insecurity and Anya), none of the rest of them will ever really understand the rebellion and want-take-have that was Ripper, not the way Faith does.

Because it's sneaking a cigarette every once in a while, tattoos that are remnants of younger days, memories of wild friends and loud music and long nights (even if it's also finding the light again and knowing the price of goodness is worth paying and the battle worth fighting).

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[identity profile] angearia.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Buffy - running water

during "Flooded"

[identity profile] penny-lane-42.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
She stares at the faucet, mesmerized by the water flowing out, a simple everyday sight she's looked at without seeing a thousand thousand times, a sight that now seems to have taken on a sort of metaphysical importance in this moment, now, when she can also hear the liquid gurgle down below where the water rises, heedless of her mom's memories tucked away in boxes where they should be safe, except Buffy's carelessness has endangered them, too, just like everything else she once counted as precious (she's tried so hard to keep the floods at bay, little girl with her finger plugging a hole while the pressure builds and builds and builds and--most of all--waits. Water is patient; water has time, and she's only one small girl, after all...and she's grown so very tired). And she thinks that maybe this is life: water running steady and sure but unseen around the foundations that supported you till all of a sudden you see that, without your noticing, the stone has been (bit by bit, day by day) worn away by the silent insistence of the current until, when you least expect it, everything collapses under you and there's no place left to stand.

(To live in this world after having touched heaven is to drown, and she knows she's not strong enough to hold back the floods any longer.)
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[identity profile] angearia.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Angel the Series - Illyria - world enough and time
snickfic: Buffy looking over her shoulder (Illyria)

[personal profile] snickfic 2010-02-27 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
"If I had," began the poet, who then delineated his trivial animal ambition in words that, Wesley suggested in tones distant and cooly, offensively superior, were somehow better chosen than other words, even though the feeling of lust/rut/reproduce in them was the same.

If she had, she would bend the slivers of time like grass blades to tell the poet his futility, for what had his ambition gained him but a name and what had all the other gained her but now, fixed moment by moment in place, and here, bound by dimensional walls thin as wafers and yet implacable?

She had had and now had none, and none of it was any part of the poet's passions, but still Wesley's broken whispers pattered against the body only recently hers, raindrops to granite, and she considered that time enough erodes all stone.
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[identity profile] penny-lane-42.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Buffy/Spike - promises

[identity profile] ladyofthelog.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
She smells like her, her blood sings like hers; he should have know, really, who she was, how she was, but all he can think of now is that night, when she hovered uncertainly on the threshold while her sister tried to explain his presence to their mother. And when he falls, all he can see is her sister's face -- then, now -- when they'd sworn their oaths to one another.

"'Til the end of the world," he'd said, "Even if it happens to be tonight."
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Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Spike - Brazil

[identity profile] pennydrdful.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 09:53 am (UTC)(link)
He likes it cause it's hot and wet. The streets and the women and their blood as he does as he pleases. But right now there's no place in the world that'll drive her out of his head.

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Inglourious Basterds - Shosanna, Fredrick - film and bullets

ahahaha this was so disproportionately difficult

[identity profile] madcap-shiny.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
Shosanna lives her life in shades of red - it is a color that touches everything she knows, down to the smallest detail (her dress, her blush, her family's blood).

When Fredrick Zoller's bullets stab easily (almost leisurely) through her skin, a perfect mimic of the sounds in his movie, she does not think about colors, or how her vision should deepen to burgundy instead of black. She only sees the venomous look on his face, and hears a faint echo of au revoir, Shosanna, as she falls.
Edited 2010-02-27 07:13 (UTC)
snickfic: Buffy looking over her shoulder (Spike lounge)

[personal profile] snickfic 2010-02-27 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Spike - mpreg. (If you need a bit more prompt: shadow)

[identity profile] bobthemole.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
He can't see his reflection, but he's often admired his silhouette when it falls across a wall - long, sharp lines cutting a swath through the night air.

Now all he can see is a bowling-pin tottering about with the grace and dignity of a domestic duck.

He says to his belly, "You're already grounded."

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BtVS, Mayor Wilkins, post-WW2 urban-planning

[identity profile] duh-i-read.livejournal.com 2010-03-05 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
A human contractor sent Wilkins a whole packet full of high gloss photos of pre-fab houses with sharp young men standing in front of them; it made his heart proud to see such neat, clean lines of houses with even lawns.

His constituents would love them, but the demons and vampires needed fewer windows, deeper basements and houses built with steel and iron supports.

Still, expanding the town a few dozen blocks into Miller Woods couldn't hurt, and and a boom was just what the residents of this town needed.

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[identity profile] that-september.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Spike/Buffy - old loves
snickfic: (Dru who me)

So totally not what you meant

[personal profile] snickfic 2010-02-27 01:45 pm (UTC)(link)
It's addiction and he's still psych major enough to see it, but that’s why he stays in the abandoned hut at jungle’s edge and lets the hostile drain him, ounce by ounce, every nerve ecstatically afire, until the day this woman Sam walks in, shoots his hostile goddess faceless, and saves him.

He loves her now, that’s not in question, and he never loved the vampire whore, neither of which explains why the eerie whispers of gallant dark knights lost to electricity and Slayers in throes of shadow have sent him back to Sunnydale, just to check. Just to see.
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To make up for the previous one

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Inglourious Basterds | Bridget von Hammersmark | if the shoe fits

[identity profile] penny-lane-42.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Bridget grew up starving in Weimar Germany in a little village near the Rhineland, the daughter of a farmer and a washerwoman who could never quite make ends meet. There was no money for new clothes, especially for new shoes, and so she wore a pair of worn leather boots rescued from the mayor's rubbish heap when she was eight: they were three sizes too big and the laces never stayed tied and her feet slid around in them awkwardly till she taught herself to walk with a strange gait (one that would later make her famous: Bridget von Hammersmark--not her real name, of course--and her sexy strut were as famous as Dietrich and her voice) to compensate.

When she was discovered, they dressed her up in well-tailored suits and saucy hats and taught her how to smoke like she was making love to the cigarette, but she could never quite get the hang of walking in high heels, not the way she taught herself to walk in those beat-up old boots (the pair of heels she wore that night in the tavern in particular always tripped her up: she should have known that those damn shoes would be her downfall: Bridget has a taste for irony).

[identity profile] that-september.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Willow/Oz - maybe this time
goodbyebird: Batman returns: Catwoman seen through a glass window. (Willow resolve face)

[personal profile] goodbyebird 2010-02-28 01:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Willow stands over a half-devoured carcass on the outskirts of Bowen, a small town in Illinois beset by brutal animal attacks on both livestock and the population, and the local law enforcement has yet to track down the animal in question.

The most popular theory is that they have a cougar on their hands, or a rabid coyote separated from his pack, and then there's that one grizzled tracker at the local bar that keeps grumbling about how the tracks don't match up, points out the lunar cycles and insists they're all fools.

But she knows what's causing it all already, and it's months of tracking that's lead her to this place - drawing a circle around the latest victim, fresh enough for her purposes - and as she shuts her eyes and recites the delicate incantations she spent over a year locating, Willow thinks, "This is it, Oz, you'll finally be free."

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Supernatural - Dean - normal, apple-pie kinda life

Supernatural - Dean - normal, apple-pie kinda life

[identity profile] rosie1234.livejournal.com 2010-02-28 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
He sees it in his dreams, popping up in between the nightmares, this thing called normal that is always out of his reach. Instead of the world of fresh apple pie (that special someone making it with her own hands), little ones running around me, and true love instead of one night stands I get demons and every nasty thing out there with my name on the brain. Before she slips away, her life taken because of this damn war, she smiles up wishing for the normal life with me that we could never have.

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Firefly - Mal/Inara - in all the most familiar places

[identity profile] caboca.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Captain Mal Reynolds is not a man of fancy: he knows that lips taste like lips and whores' lips taste like fancy bonbons and desperation. Inara tastes familiar because she's absorbed his Serenity, and because he's not done did for ages and because he misses home, a little bit sometimes, the grass and the sunshine, and sunshine doesn't taste like anything, so clearly he is projecting, projecting his wishes right into her mouth, and what right does he have? He doesn't want to be her next, most fucked-up patron, using her like an empty pad of paper to sketch his desires.

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Harry Potter - Harry, Ron, Hermione - sunlight

[identity profile] caboca.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Ron's Chocolate Frog melts in his hand, so he licks it off, grinning at Hermione, mock offering her to join him. She mock-wrinkles her nose and closes her book and uses it as a pillow, putting her legs in Harry's lap. He doesn't take notice, but he doesn't look contemplative, for once, nor guilty or happy in that depressing oh-hey-I'm-alive-after-all way: he just looks rested and finally ready for Quidditch.

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Veronica Mars - Veronica - marshmallow

Veronica Mars - Veronica - marshmallow

[identity profile] rosie1234.livejournal.com 2010-02-28 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
'Veronica Mars, you're a marshmallow' for the first time in the months that my rock hard shell has been in place, that they couldn't crack with a sledge hammer, someone finally calls be something good. This new friend, one that will be here to replace all the other who have fallen away, sees me in a new light instead of changed he sees this new person as me. Not even this cold little girl can't crack a smile at his words because rather then rock candy I'm now one hundred present marshmallow.

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Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Harmony - might-have-beens
quinara: Sheep on a hillside with a smiley face. (Default)

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It was fun, being young and cute forever - at first - and then the twenty-second century came along, bringing middle-age into vogue and leaving her too young to get a job and permanently treated like a child.

She wondered who she would have become had she stayed alive, whether wrinkles would have given her face the dignity she craved as much as every magazine wanted her to, whether she would ever have seen the light and gone silver-flecked-brunette before '96 and escaped the burdensome, cringe-worthy memories of her look up to the 80s.

It hurt to realise the answer: probably not.

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[identity profile] redsilverchains.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 09:31 am (UTC)(link)
Skins, Tony/Michelle, if I give up on you, I give up on me

I promised, didn't I? I hope it was worth waiting for.

[identity profile] penny-lane-42.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Sometimes, during one of their late-night phone calls, Michelle will talk a little too much about how she misses Tony (there are oceans and continents out there, lightyears of empty space, and Britain's such a small island, but sometimes the distance between Cardiff and York seems like the greatest in the universe), and Jal will explode with, "Why, 'Chelle? After everything--why do you keep holding onto him?"

Jal's her best friend, but Michelle will never be able to explain it to her, not when what she had with Chris was so pure (Michelle would never really have thought of anything associated with Chris being pure, but she's found with the power of hindsight, that he was about as pure of a soul as they come), and she's given up on trying.

Because she'll never be able to verbalize that way that Tony has of pulling you in (like a spider at the center of a web, like a black hole sucking in anything that comes near), of dragging you along with him until you can no longer see the lines where he begins and you end (Sid is probably the only one who will ever be able to understand--just like Effy's the only one who's ever been able to love him without losing herself--and sometimes Michelle thinks that it's that understanding that made them cling to each other in all the wrong ways when they thought they'd lost Cassie and Tony himself for good), and she can't tell whether it's right or wrong anymore: all she knows that it is what it is, and she could no sooner give up on Tony than she could on herself.
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[identity profile] redsilverchains.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 09:32 am (UTC)(link)
Skins, Maxxie, I don't do sadness
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Harry Potter, Hermione/Ron, "Spiderman"

[identity profile] caboca.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Clearly, Ron thought, Hermione's sexual obsession with arachnids was somehow caused by her being Petrified at an extremely impressionable age. Still, the spidersilk cocooning him was comfortably soft, and there were worse things to be called during sex than "Mary Jane". He just wished he could get the damn theme song out of his head.

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X-Men (comics or movie) - Logan/Jean Grey - Alone
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snickfic: Buffy looking over her shoulder (Default)

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SeaQuest DSV - Benjamin Krieg - good intentions
snickfic: Buffy looking over her shoulder (Default)

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Donnie Darko - Roberta Sparrow - personal experience

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