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tag=three sentence fic
Pull out your hyphens, colons, semi-colons, and every other grammatical cheat code you have and prepare to abuse the heck out of them because today is three sentence fic day. Prompts can be whatever your heart desires, but the fills must be only three sentences long. Have fun!
Housekeeping Rules:
- No more than three prompts to a single fandom
- No more than five prompts at a time
- No spoilers in the prompts and if your fill has spoilers, warn for them and and leave at least three spaces
Be kind to our friendly neighborhood code monkeys and always format your prompts like the following:
- Fandom, Character, Prompt
- Fandom, Character/Character, Prompt
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- Rurouni Kenshin, Sano/Megumi, unspoken
- SVU, Olivia Benson, bedtime rituals
- Criminal Minds, Garcia, hair dye
If none of today's prompts catch your, don't forget to check out the equally awesome lonely prompts.
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Date: 2012-07-10 07:01 am (UTC)Fill
Date: 2012-07-10 07:41 am (UTC)(Er, not sure if you know - Obon is the festival of dead which includes sending ships down the river to netherworld.)
Rather than send you ships on Obon, I'll quarrel with you and call you names.
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Date: 2012-07-10 07:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-10 07:02 am (UTC)Fill
Date: 2012-07-11 11:02 pm (UTC)This is no good, Penelope; the hair stylist might be used to waiting and Derek would still go out with a bald you, but being late for the movies, now that's unforgivable.
Derek would still go out with a bald you, but being late for the movies, now that's unforgivable.
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Date: 2012-07-10 07:02 am (UTC)Fill 1 - Not the "ladybug" you were looking for, but I couldn't resist (Sherlock BBC, John&Sherlock)
Date: 2012-07-10 08:19 am (UTC)John replied that he calculated their annual cab fare and this paid off better; besides, Mrs Hudson's friend gave them such a nice discount and will wait when they are unable and ask for no interest and to miss this opportunity would be foolish.
Sherlock sighed and looked at the purple Subaru 360, wondering how John intends to both remain inconspicious when moving around and live down the reaction from Yarders.
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From:Fill 4 - Hopeless Love - Stargate: Atlantis, Evan Lorne/David Parrish (rated all ages)
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Date: 2012-07-10 07:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-10 11:04 am (UTC)"If Cheerios aren't dinner, neither is beer!"
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Date: 2012-07-10 07:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-10 01:35 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-07-10 07:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-10 07:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-10 09:45 am (UTC)He used to count them, keep track, file them by order of who, how, why, and levels of pain. He lost track so often, but he kept trying to do it, until one day one of his Torchwood colleagues laced his tea with strichnine "for a lark". That death, and the laughter and the casual malice behind it, he never forgot; it took well over a hundred years for him to completely trust a Torchwood team again, and to allow someone else to prepare his meals and drinks.
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Date: 2012-07-10 07:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-10 02:20 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-07-10 07:29 am (UTC)Fill - Darkness At Tannhauser Gate
Date: 2012-07-10 01:59 pm (UTC)He's beautiful, Eames thought, as the Bradbury building folded itself around them, as the dream collapsed into itself, like tears in rain, a moment to be lost. Watching Arthur, standing silhouetted against the lightning, his hair slicked down with rain, blood painted across his cheekbones, his eyes dark and watchful and utterly, impossibly, calm. He was beautiful, and inhuman, and the most utterly real thing Eames had ever seen, and it was that moment, later ... where he thought he had fallen in love.
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Date: 2012-07-10 07:44 am (UTC)Fill 1
Date: 2012-07-10 01:03 pm (UTC)The heat causes carnal instincts with sounds of passion.
In a darken room lit by the beautiful lantean moonlight.
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Date: 2012-07-10 07:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-10 02:16 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-07-10 07:50 am (UTC)Fill, Eliot
Date: 2012-07-10 09:13 am (UTC)You can't take it back, the men you've killed.
You can't take it back, but you try to rebuild.
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Date: 2012-07-10 07:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-10 07:56 am (UTC)Fill -- Natural Order
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Date: 2012-07-10 08:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-10 06:06 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-07-10 08:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-10 08:51 am (UTC)Natasha has their target thoroughly confined in silk and steel and her eyes never leave the man even as she smirks at Clint in her way that is half-act and half-arrogance and only one part of her extensive arsenal.
"Having someone around to watch my back is always appreciated," she says, all nonchalance and bravado and layer upon layer of doublespeak that he thinks he is learning to decipher.
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Date: 2012-07-10 08:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-10 08:57 am (UTC)Fill
Date: 2012-07-10 09:11 am (UTC)Author's Note: It's been literally years since I read the books, so I'm not sure if this contradicts canon, I remember it being my head!canon, however.
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His hares would be well looked after, of that he was sure; Spearlady Gorse was as wise as she was fierce, and several of his friends had admitted that they appreciated the subtle touches of a female leader.
The treasures of Salamandastron would be protected and future generations would have his help whether they knew it (or him) or not, he made certain of that personally, (although his lieutenant had wept when he had explained what he intended to do).
Lord Brocktree sighed and settled wearily into his throne in the vaults beneath the mountain to await his nemesis, Death; the only thing he wished was that he might see the sky once more.
...the only thing he wished was that he might see the sky once more.
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Date: 2012-07-10 09:07 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-07-10 09:08 am (UTC)Fill - Mistake
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They made a mistake, he thinks, in the carving of his name, made a mistake when they made him, something all those eyes in the shadows must have known all along. This thing inside him, not avarice or fascination or cruelty (or not only, because yes, those too), this bright, glowing thing that offered up a name for not a second's gain ... It is nothing he, Shadow Man, understands, not even at the last, when the knife strikes it, and him, free.
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Date: 2012-07-10 09:09 am (UTC)Fill
Date: 2012-07-10 09:18 pm (UTC)He could observe her that night, while Emma was staring blankly at the hats in the table and Mary Margaret was trapped in the other room.
"Fix it" it wasn't a request, it was an order; his one true regret could be fixed now, and there was no way he was letting that chance slip away, too much had already slipped away from him.
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Date: 2012-07-10 09:12 am (UTC)Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, you put me in a sad mood and get sadness back
Date: 2012-07-10 10:19 am (UTC)"I'm not going to help you kill yourself, Ianto because it's not something I can ever do," Jack had his own unshed tears threatening to fall, his shaking hands hidden in the pockets of his coat.
"I thought you loved me...it hurts so much and I don't know how much longer I can take this," the tears started to fall and could not stop once the dam burst and as for the pain it slowly began to ebb when the lover's lips met, a faint trace of a golden light passing between them.
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Had to fix a few things up. Remind me never to write and post while half asleep without glasses. Hope you enjoy.
Fill: Loki/Tony Stark.
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Date: 2012-07-10 09:13 am (UTC)Fill (Hope this works.)
Date: 2012-07-13 12:09 am (UTC)Hephaistion grieved when Alexander married Roxanne. He knew it would solidify Alexander's hold on the region. But no matter how many time he was told, he could never be sure if it was a marriage of convenience or not. Still, up to the day he died, Hephaistion remained Alexander's most devoted lover and friend.