three sentence ficathon!
Dec. 4th, 2011 04:42 pmSo the Three Sentence Ficathon is going on again!

Lots of great prompts and ficlets, y'all should go check it out.
My fills so far:
Life, Crews/Reese, one plus one for
vialethe
Crews, the lunatic, has started counting grapes. Dani starts eating them after he's pushed them into the little pile of counted ones -- up to twenty-seven now -- and Crews makes a face at her.
"Hey," he protests, but he doesn't stop her.
*
Narnia, Peter and Edmund, outside POV: in England they join the military, and shit are they scary bastards for
grim_lupine (
burntcopper, I suspect she was talking about you!)
It's a bitch of a thing when all you want is a quiet drink and you walk into an all-out brawl in the pub. The weirdest thing are the ones who aren't fighting -- a blond RAF flight lieutenant and a dark-haired Army cadet, sharing a quiet pint at the bar. When the fighting gets too close to them, the blond one smashes his bottle over the nearest combatant's head, the cadet shoves him away, the two of them working like a well-oiled machine, and they go back to their drinks.
*
Iron Man films/Battlestar Galactica reboot. Toasters. Toasters! Of course! for
gabby_silang
"Oh, this is fantastic," Tony says, "this is just -- what I wouldn't give to get --"
His voice stutters out on, "get inside of you," because that might not be the best phrasing -- see, Pepper, he's learning -- and Sharon Agathon looks at him like he's completely insane, but all she says is, "Put your data cables in the water over there."
Tony can't decide whether he's more thrilled to be on an actual spaceship, to be dealing with aliens -- well, that's not new, although the spaceship thing is, a little -- or because the aliens came with robots.
*
original, superheroes, codenames are important for
be_themoon
He tries to explain that it's not just about keeping secret, about keeping a thin but firm line between who you are on the street and who you are behind the mask. Sure, that's important, but that's not the only reason. Codenames let you name yourself.
*
Narnia, Aslan and Tash, the things they've seen for
lizzie_marie_23
After Rabadash, Tash rants and raves, sending dry lightning crackling across the Great Desert, storm clouds gathering over Tashbaan as people run out of their houses to stare at the promise of rain out of season.
"He was my man," he snarls, and the sound is like the roar of an approaching sandstorm as he bellows, "You had no right!"
"Archenland is my territory," Aslan reminds him, and forebears to mention if you want your humans to stay human, keep them on their own land, because this sort of thing is what makes life worth living.
*
The Chronicles of Narnia, Susan & Lucy Pevensie, jewelry for
katakokk
"Lucy, you have to say thank you," Susan says as Lucy snatches up a necklace, her eyes brightening as she turns towards the mirror.
"Oh, that's not necessary, your majesties," says the dwarf woman.
Lucy turns back towards her anyway, the pendant shining in the hollow of her throat, and says, "Thank you."
*
The Chronicles of Narnia, Peter, "I am the state" for
katakokk
A throne is just a chair. A crown is just a fancy hat. A king is something more than just a man.
*
Narnia, Susan/Peter, a day like no other for
snacky
He dances with her at their coronation, his palm flat against hers as their feet beat in unfamiliar patterns. Later in the evening the festivities will dissolve into disorderly revelry, but for now it's careful, joyous formality, where it feels like the slightest misstep might end what seems to be the fragile illusion of their new nobility. Peter's face is creased in concentration; Susan smiles at him briefly just before they switch partners and he returns it, relaxing into the steps of the dance.
*

Lots of great prompts and ficlets, y'all should go check it out.
My fills so far:
Life, Crews/Reese, one plus one for
Crews, the lunatic, has started counting grapes. Dani starts eating them after he's pushed them into the little pile of counted ones -- up to twenty-seven now -- and Crews makes a face at her.
"Hey," he protests, but he doesn't stop her.
*
Narnia, Peter and Edmund, outside POV: in England they join the military, and shit are they scary bastards for
It's a bitch of a thing when all you want is a quiet drink and you walk into an all-out brawl in the pub. The weirdest thing are the ones who aren't fighting -- a blond RAF flight lieutenant and a dark-haired Army cadet, sharing a quiet pint at the bar. When the fighting gets too close to them, the blond one smashes his bottle over the nearest combatant's head, the cadet shoves him away, the two of them working like a well-oiled machine, and they go back to their drinks.
*
Iron Man films/Battlestar Galactica reboot. Toasters. Toasters! Of course! for
"Oh, this is fantastic," Tony says, "this is just -- what I wouldn't give to get --"
His voice stutters out on, "get inside of you," because that might not be the best phrasing -- see, Pepper, he's learning -- and Sharon Agathon looks at him like he's completely insane, but all she says is, "Put your data cables in the water over there."
Tony can't decide whether he's more thrilled to be on an actual spaceship, to be dealing with aliens -- well, that's not new, although the spaceship thing is, a little -- or because the aliens came with robots.
*
original, superheroes, codenames are important for
He tries to explain that it's not just about keeping secret, about keeping a thin but firm line between who you are on the street and who you are behind the mask. Sure, that's important, but that's not the only reason. Codenames let you name yourself.
*
Narnia, Aslan and Tash, the things they've seen for
After Rabadash, Tash rants and raves, sending dry lightning crackling across the Great Desert, storm clouds gathering over Tashbaan as people run out of their houses to stare at the promise of rain out of season.
"He was my man," he snarls, and the sound is like the roar of an approaching sandstorm as he bellows, "You had no right!"
"Archenland is my territory," Aslan reminds him, and forebears to mention if you want your humans to stay human, keep them on their own land, because this sort of thing is what makes life worth living.
*
The Chronicles of Narnia, Susan & Lucy Pevensie, jewelry for
"Lucy, you have to say thank you," Susan says as Lucy snatches up a necklace, her eyes brightening as she turns towards the mirror.
"Oh, that's not necessary, your majesties," says the dwarf woman.
Lucy turns back towards her anyway, the pendant shining in the hollow of her throat, and says, "Thank you."
*
The Chronicles of Narnia, Peter, "I am the state" for
A throne is just a chair. A crown is just a fancy hat. A king is something more than just a man.
*
Narnia, Susan/Peter, a day like no other for
He dances with her at their coronation, his palm flat against hers as their feet beat in unfamiliar patterns. Later in the evening the festivities will dissolve into disorderly revelry, but for now it's careful, joyous formality, where it feels like the slightest misstep might end what seems to be the fragile illusion of their new nobility. Peter's face is creased in concentration; Susan smiles at him briefly just before they switch partners and he returns it, relaxing into the steps of the dance.
*