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ticklygiggles · 2 months
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Hello sweetieee, lee reader x ler zayne + armpits ??👀❤️❤️❤️
[3 SENTENCE FICS] - Open!
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Of course, my beautiful girl ❤️ we all want to get wrecked by our favorite doctor nnnghhh I hope you enjoy thiiiis!
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"Zayne!" You shrieked, laughing as you circled the couch to put it between you two. "I'm s-serious!" You warned, but that stupid, wobbly smile was already on your lips and you couldn't sound serious at all. "I am too," he said calmly, although a little playful smile pulled at the corners of his mouth as he chased you around. This had become a common scene, all because Zayne 'can only warm his cold hands with you." What a jerk.
"Stay still, would you? I'm just trying to warm my hands," he said as he pinned you down against the couch and pushed his freezing hands under your arms, his long fingers wiggling, tickling you. You shook your head, laughing like crazy. "NOHOHO! It tihihickles! Plehehease!" You said, completely incapacitated by Zayne, legs kicking, but overall just taking his lethal tickling.
"I'm gonna gehehehet sihihihick!" You begged, tears of laughter already clinging to your lashes as those mean fingers kept wiggling and digging under your arms. Zayne chuckled and he shook his head. "I am very sure you won't get sick. I am not that cold," he said with a tender, playful smile and you squealed. "You're freeeheheezing! Z-ZAHAHAYNE!" Ah, he wasn't planning to stop any time soon, huh? Poor you!
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frudence · 2 months
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3-Sentence Story
Angel’s voice echoed in the VoxTech lobby for all to hear: “What’ll it be, Val?!”
The barrel of the Carmine gun scratched against Vox’s screen while Husk kept the Overlord pinned to the ground.
Valentino seethed as Angel finished his demand: “My contract or your partner?”
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3sentence, Harry Du Bois, "there'll be peace when you are done"
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Another case closed, another perp dragged off the streets: at the end of the chase, lieutenant double-yefreitor Harrier Du Bois limps into his empty apartment at fuck in the morning and he is cold, so very cold, and the clanking and hollering outside his window tells of a city that still aches just the same across its streets, which are poor and restless and endless.
Outside the window, a pulsating, nauseating yellow billboard promises "there'll be peace when you are done" - words meant to sell you dish soap, somehow, and some feeble spark of Harry's battered neurons knows that it's a quote and knows that it is wrong, it used to say "there'll be peace when we are done", Ignus Nilsen's promise at the gates of the Parliament building, then repeated as his Graadian exiles re-emerged from the pale on the coasts of Samara's reality (legend has it that as he spoke his uniform was still stained with blood).
Harry's own face looks back at him from the window's reflection, ghastly, distant, hollowed; an old exhaustion fills his lungs with wet, coughing sobs until he mercifully falls asleep on the bare floor.
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nancyheart11 · 5 months
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Random suggestions for a three sentence fic:
Behave. Spraybottle. Owl. Dizzy. Rescue. Farm. Bomb. Bombproof. Dance. Spell. Sign.
Take your pick and have fun :)
it'd been three days and Warriors was getting frantic.
"BEHAVE!"
Three days since one ill timed word had taken Wild away, replacing him with the perfect soldier and leaving Warriors gutted at the blank face and blanker eyes.
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aurathian · 3 months
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Prompt: Zelda befuddles Link
Link drops the bundle of wood in his arms in shock, ignoring how it clatters to the floor and almost hits one of the animals--a Remlit--that have now taken over their small cottage on the surface.
"They need a home," Zelda whimpers knowing the expression on his face, shock and exasperation and confusion, calls for an explanation, "and we have plenty of space!"
No they don't, and they both know it--but Link also knows Zelda's heart is too big to abandon such poor, scared animals in the dark or the rain, the same poor and scared animals that jumped him in gangs at night on Skyloft; as he maneuvers around the room, he swears one of the Remlits smirks at him with a horrible glint in its eye.
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blitheringmcgonagall · 6 months
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three sentence fic jily?? for prompt uhh the word 'blush'!! :D (was I supposed to give a dialogue help)
When Dorcas asks he why she’s staring at Potter, she replies with “because you’ve got to hand it to him, he’s an amazing chaser” (also fit af but ignore that).
When Emmeline asks her why she’s staring at Potter (again), she replies with “I can’t help enjoying watching Mulciber get punched in the gob, can I? It’s a sight for sore eyes” (she means Potter).
When Sirius asks her why she’s staring at his best friend, she blinks back - James Potter has fallen asleep curled up on the floor beside the fire, his glasses askew, hair wild, a wet patch of saliva on his shirt sleeve - “he’s so cute” she wants to say; she doesn’t, just blushes.
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toweroftickles · 9 months
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If you're still looking for three-sentence fic requests, maybe lee Spider Gwen and ler Miles and/or Penny? With focus on her abs? Much obliged! Always happy to see you updating.
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Yay for multiple identical requests! XD
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"MMM-Hmmm, Hmhm-Hmhm-Hmhm; Hng-Hng Hng!!" Gwen Stacy whimpered and giggled desperately through her tightly-sealed lips, blushy, flat on her back in Spider HQ, and trembling like a leaf in a downpour.
"Remember you're not allowed to move or laugh; this is part of the test!" Miles teased her, holding her shoulder down with one hand and joined by a chorus of bubbly snickers from Peni.
Both of Gwen's friends were mercilessly touching her belly, tickling and scratching in between the muscles of her toned abs...awkward, clumsy squeezes from the former and skittering, spidery fingernails from the latter...and Gwen didn't know how much longer she could stand it before she died or burst like a balloon.
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^ Peni w/those precise, surgical finger movements
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writingamongther0ses · 4 months
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There is a cemetary at the end of the world, across a vast sea of stars and a field of flowers where shades wander, reaching for anyone foolish or wise enough to get so far.
There, Time gathers.
The cemetary at the end of the world is where Time buries the old year among the years past and, as the old takes its last breath, it crowns the new year.
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silvrash-797 · 5 months
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Could you do the word “hug” for the ask game? =D
Time wrapped his arms around Malon in a tight hug, hands gently coming to rest on her ever-growing belly. Malon carefully adjusted his hands as he closed his eye and held her close, waiting, concentrating. A faint movement rippled under his left hand as their baby shifted, and he didn’t even try to stop the joyful tears rolling down his face as love and gratitude filled his heart.
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luminoustico · 1 month
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Sherlolly in WWII Paris, please & thank you!
He doesn't know where she is, or if she has managed to survive; all he knows is her handwriting, and the odd little tick she has to her 'V's and her 'Q's.
It is a wet afternoon in a small little alley just off the Passage de Panoramas, and a glimpse of fresh chalk makes him stop. Rain gathers in his tousled hair, droplets running down his back from the upturned collar of his coat; he reaches out with trembling fingers to trace the shape of the letter 'V', hastily scribbled and beginning to smudge from the water---but there is no mistaking that odd little tick.
Give me a pairing, an AU setting, and I'll write you a three-sentence fic!
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linksthoughtbrambles · 10 months
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Affection and Affectation
A 3-sentence fic collab with @bellecream for @zelinkcommunity Zelink Week 2023 day 3: letters.
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My Dearest Zelda, Crown Princess of Hyrule,
The time has come, at last, for us to know each other, Loveliest Zelda—long have I bemoaned the Hyrulean custom of cloistering its youthful heirs, for it has deprived me of your regal company these twenty-two years past! I feel most earnestly for you also, Sweetest Princess, that you have not yet experienced the glorious plains of Tabantha while riding with me upon my most muscular steed, the moist scent of my manor's lush gardens where I take my lordly leisure
Zelda's sound of quiet disgust lured Link's eyes first to her, then to the letter in her hand, though he wouldn't dare read it without her permission—he hadn't read any of them yet, the obsequious outpourings of 'affection' from her would-be suitors—but he felt it coming; she kept side-eyeing him, he kept side-eyeing her, and considering courtship was all a formality he thought it likely his privileges would soon include her sliding lots of correspondence under his unconcealed smiles.
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ticklygiggles · 5 months
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Hey! Can I please request lee!Wriothesley and Ler! Neuvillette and neck as the spot!
Even though I wrote these two with Ginny, I still feel like I don't write them so well! So I apologize in advance if they're a bit too ooc!
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"Pff- stohohop thahat!" Wriothesley giggled, scrunching his shoulders up when he felt a butterfly kiss being pressed to the right side of his neck. "You keehep kihissing me there, Neuvillete."
Neuvillete, the culprit, hummed, nuzzlilng his face into that spot and causing Wriothesley to laugh again, squishing Neuvilette's face between his shoulder and neck. "I like your smell. It helps me relax, I think; so please, stop moving."
"I can not stop," the Duke said, feeling his cheeks heating up. "It is a natural reflex of my body to try to stop the t-tihihihickling! Ahahaha, Neuhuhuvillehehete!" a flurry of tickly kisses were pressed against the side of his neck and he broke into loud laughter, trying to escape from the tight hug Neuvilette had him trapped him, but it seemed the Hydro Dragon didn't have any intentions to let him go any time soon.
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quietwingsinthesky · 6 months
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for your fic prompts, sam taking care of baby jack?
He's so small, and Sam wishes he cried more if only because he'd know what to do to help him, feed him, change him, rock him. At least he knows this, that Jack can't fall asleep, or stay asleep, unless Sam is holding him, and Sam is the only one who can, after Dean tried and nearly dropped Jack on the floor, fingers frostbitten and expression furious while Sam cradled Jack close and stumbled over excuses ("He's a baby, Dean, he wasn't trying to hurt you, he didn't know, he didn't know.")
But even though Sam is sleep deprived and riddled through with anxiety taking care of his- of Jack, he still can't help how much he loves him, how much he'd give for Jack to have a good life, safe and happy and loved, and every day, he gets more and more scared that he's not going to be able to give that to him.
(birthday 3 sentence ficathon! come toss a prompt!)
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starsfic · 4 months
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Finn and Jake find a recording of Ice King singing "Let It Go" in an Elsa wig.
If this was meant to make him feel better, it didn't.
Simon felt himself wince in disgust as the Ice King loudly and off-key sang "Let It Go" in what seemed to be the poor remains of a Elsa wig- nobody alive now, except him, would recognize the reference.
Hopefully, if this worked, Betty would.
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nancyheart11 · 3 months
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For the three sentences
Listen
There's an annoying tapping on his cheek.
"Hey!, listen!"
"5 m're mints, Navi."
Warriors stared for a minute in disbelief. then shook his head and prepared to take Time's armor off.
He definitely had a concussion.
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aurathian · 3 months
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3 sentence fic request: Link and Zelda drinking tea together
Though Link and Zelda had many things in common, the one thing they did not compare in was their ability to fall asleep.
Each exhausted in their own right, Zelda struggled the most as her brain never seemed to quiet: prayers, studying, reports, she'd run through them word-for-word in her mind as she tossed and turned under her blankets; Link, on the other hand, loved to sleep and was usually snoring in five minutes.
When the knight discovered his princess's sleeping troubles, he consulted with Impa what the best remedy was: tea, brewed with the finest leaves of a blue nightshade, so now each night Link sat on the edge of Zelda's bed as she lay against her pillows, each sipping their own cup of tea and falling asleep together.
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