#three sentence fic meme

[myalchod]

For the three sentence fic ask:

Silrah, or the Golden Trio

Bookstore AU, or Genderswap AU

Give me all the semicolons and em-dashes! :D

As intrigued as I am by the genderswap path, I'm not sure — even with all the em-dashes and semicolons and the rest — whether I could wrangle that in the space of three sentences. So Silrah bookstore AU it is! (These are all such fun prompts though, Hillie, in all configurations, and I may end up playing with variations. Thank you for them! 💙)

He’s back again, for the third time in as many days, and she watches him as he crouches down by the children’s books, the same too-serious boy who's been with him throughout clinging to his fingertips as heads light and dark bend together for a conversation of murmured words and gestures — watches covertly while she tidies up around the register, not wanting to intrude but intrigued despite herself by the pair and all that she has begun to piece together: the boy’s silence coupled with a reluctance to allow much space between them, the sorrow in the man’s blue eyes shuttered again each time the boy looks up, the lack of familial resemblance. There’s a story there, but for a woman who’s lived her life surrounded by innumerable tales (whose life, her best friend would be quick to add, might almost be a fairy tale all on its own, wicked stepmother included), she’s never thought herself particularly imaginative, and so she contents herself with observing and gleaning what fragments she can; she knows, all too well, just how painful it can be for someone to pry, however well-intentioned.

But she is curious, more than she’s been about anyone in a long time, and it has her wondering — hoping, even — that they’ll return again tomorrow, and the day after that, and as many days as it takes her to figure out their entire tale.

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[eirenical]

Xiaoge and defeat for the ask meme please?

Thanks @fixaidea! I assume this one is for the three sentence meme? ^_^

Zhang Qiling had once believed that the word 'defeat' was not in his vocabulary, that its acceptance had been trained out of him so long ago that he had no hope of remembering... but now?

~Xiaoge... I'm sick.~

As his phone dropped from numb fingers, as those words ricocheted inside his head, as a distant sharp pain radiated up from his knees where they'd hit the floor... suddenly, he remembered what it felt like to taste defeat.

#the lost tomb reboot #dmbj fanfic #eirenical.fic #three sentence fic meme #fixaidea #angst #wu xie x zhang qiling #pingxie #snippet

[spindrifters]

wolfstar american southwest

"This town ain't big enough for the two of us," Sirius drawls, a piece of hay stuck between teeth as the corners of his mouth rise in a lazy grin.

Remus glances up from beneath the brim of his white cowboy hat, one brow raised, and is relieved to see that his husband has, at least, opted to throw on some jeans under what had previously been a pair of assless chaps. They've only got an hour before the guests arrive for Harry's birthday party, after all, and while Remus is very appreciative of Sirius' sartorial choices in the privacy of their bedroom, he doubts a horde of six year olds and their parents would be quite so discerning in their taste.

#three sentence fic meme #wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #drabble #ok this is not a purely american southwest au but this prompt Did Things to me #tasha tag

[inlocusmads]

[✐meme] three sentence fic meme

About Nora & Trystan or Jane & Ethan. You can choose the pairing you like best 😍

Lovely, thank you so much for sending this lovely little prompt! I'll do one for Nora and Trystan, because it's been a while since they actually sat down to talk, as opposed to them screaming at each other while dodging death with his maniac driving.

"I messed up."

"It's three in the morning. How can you possibly mess up? This is a new low, even for you."

"No, no. Quite the opposite, actually. A new high. A very — very new high. Tried robbing a bookshop for the thrills of it. Didn't realise it could actually be a — well, library, and now I'm locked in. I need help."

"Phew. Thought you did something else, like say, drive a car up into a tree or summon demons or something."

"Did all those things. The demon thing worked and now there's someone from Hell eating my fridge out. Quite literally. Send men, Detective! And some chocolates. I'm a bit emotional now."

"And the car thing?"

"-- Let's not talk about that. Hurry!"

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A/N: Not three sentences, but come on. Cut me some slack here, because these two need all the words to describe their everyday chaos.

#trystan thorne & nora rose #peonierose #askboxed! #three sentence fic meme

[firstelevens]

WIP Writing Poll

once again, I find myself with too many ideas and if I don't settle on one to write I'm just gonna keep coming up with new ones, so I'm doing this again in the interest of making progress on SOMETHING

rules: make a 24-hour poll with the names of your wips, let it run, then write one sentence for every vote the winner received.

(I know people usually tag others to do this but given that I was not tagged I can only say...if you see this and you also need some writerly motivation, consider yourself tagged.)

Descriptions under the cut for anyone who wants to operate on more than vibes alone!

roses are pink, your feet really stink is a modern!Bucky/Cap!Sam AU where Bucky is AJ Wilson's third grade teacher and ends up in a little bit of a feud with his student's uncle

pumpkin, pumpkin, you're gonna kill me is a future fic from my and @sesamestreep's Bake Off AU, where Bucky ends up having to host one of Sam's baking videos and the internet loses it

what d'you want to be married to me for anyhow? is the Sweet Home Alabama AU that I posted here, which I am now desperately tempted to write a follow-up for

high on a hill lived a lonely assassin is the Sound of Music AU, with Sam as Maria and Bucky as Captain Von Trapp, featuring four Barnes sisters, Alpine, and Gideon Wilson in the role of Mother Superior.

I know a little chapel on the boulevard is a canon divergence fic set after Endgame, where Sam and Bucky end up in a marriage of convenience when something threatens Bucky's pardon, a little excerpt of which was posted here.

google: do any of these places actually celebrate valentine's day is five Valentine's Days over the time that Sam and Bucky have known each other, spanning from just after TWS to the Thunderbolts/Cap 4 era and covering the different things they've come to mean to each other since.

#sambucky #zainab does ask meme things #listen last time I did this I ended up writing the sentences for all the fics that got votes and not just the winner #and then three of those fics even wound up getting posted #so you know. vote your conscience and tamper with these results as enthusiastically as you'd like; it all works out in the end

[birgittesilverbae]

Avatrice wedding first dance

Ava wants to remember it all, the grins of their friends, their found family, the way the light glints off every surface and makes the pavilion glow softly gold, but she knows she won't. She won't remember anything of this moment but Beatrice, wisps of hair falling from her braids, jacket left slung over the back of her chair and shirt sleeves rolled up above her elbows, her grin spreading with every passing moment. Beatrice, unbound, unburdened, feeling finally herself.

send me a three-sentence fic prompt

#warrior nun #mywn #myfic #ava x beatrice #avatrice #ask meme #dearsheroozle #three sentence fics

[tinknevertalks]

Teslen and Veterinarian AU (with single parent trope please!). :)

Nikola and Ashley both eyed the carrot with trepidation: Nikola because Helen knew his aversion to blood since his vampiric rebirth yet still tried to hide it in his food; Ashley because her mother was giving food to this guy like he belonged there and nah, that was not happening on her watch - Magnus women didn't need anyone else.

Helen rolled her eyes; sitting down, she said, "Really, you two, would I waste decent carrots by doctoring them?" They were part way through dinner when she added, "It's all in the gravy."

#ask meme answer #ask meme answered #sarcasticsciencefictionwriter #three sentence fics #yes in this nikola is like duckula - he won't bite beast or man because he's a vegetarian 😂😂😂 #(jeez i feel very old and british now - i don't know how many of my flist know about duckula but its a cartoon worth watching) #and look! i wrote a thing!

[lambden]

Three sentence fic:

Eskel and Jaskier

Florist/Bakery AU

💐❤️🥐

��I took this job because it meant getting up early,” admits Eskel. “Before I was a baker, all I did was party— I’d usually still be out by the time I get up to make dough now. I needed a hard reset.”

Before Jaskier can commend him for his recovery or even inquire further, the baker leans onto the counter, towards him. From this close, Jaskier can see all the colours shot through his kind amber eyes, and smell the dough he’s been toiling over for the last few hours. Everything about the man is warm. Jaskier can’t help but lean in too, forgetting the bouquet in his hands, until—

“But you don’t strike me as a morning person,” the baker accuses, his smile twitching up in both corners. “So unless you really do have to hand-deliver fresh flowers every single morning to someone else down this road… is there a chance you’re just here to see me?”

#i will never stick to just three sentences and that is a promise #jaskel #jaskel fic #jaskier fic #eskel fic #drabble meme #drabble #asks #my writing #i think this is my first time writing this ship! hopefully i did alright anon 🥰💐🍰 #also you can pry recovering addict eskel out of my cold dead hands #anonymous

[phoenixflames12]

bridglar and deamon au! since you posted it in the server earlier and reminded me of its lovely existence <3

Daemon AU- my most beloved daemon AU!

The Beagle slips slowly through the waves as Clem rests her head on John's knee and blinks up at him through her huge, amber eyes.

Above them, she can hear Henry calling out to the rest of the foretopmen- his voice strong and true against the rush and crash of the waves and the snap of the sails and sees John bent over his mending- a shirt for the captain that had buttons that needed restitching, sighing gently.

A thud of footsteps and a call of greeting as dark wings brush at her snout and Soot snuggles up close, gently peppering her face with kisses.

#phoenixflames12 does memes #mine #writing #fanfiction #three sentence fic #the terror #daemon au #john bridgens #clem #henry peglar #soot #bridgens x peglar #bridglar #sevensilvermagpies #thoughts?

[scarlet-it-was]

Ooo! Twist my arm.

Fandom: The Sandman

Pairing: Dream of the Endless/Johanna Constantine

Setting: a carnival/funfair (Google Hull Fair for inspo, if that tickles your pickle 🥒 — I know, I'm obsessed with Johanna forcing Dream to eat shit fair food and sit awkwardly on a ride while she's camped out on a job she didn't reeeeeally want to take in the first place)

💋 luh u

One thing about me is I'm going to write a run-on sentence.

When Morpheus showed up unannounced in her living room (again) and she replied that she had ‘Important business to attend to, and he could either join her or not,’ he erroneously believed she meant something important, not going to a fair—but when she chases him into a too-small compartment with questionable construction, he can’t deny that the way Johanna’s dark eyes reflect the colorful lights and how her smile is wide enough to conjure the dimples in both of her cheeks that this is important; her happiness is important, both to her and more recently, to him. His mouth opens to say as much, but Constantine decides she’s not going to hear one more bit of his bitching about the ridiculous ways they’ve spent their evening, so she pulls a wad of candy floss off the paper cone and shoves it, and a couple of her fingers, into his mouth, “You can pick the next date,” she says sharply, but shivers watching the stars in his eyes dim into pinpricks as he catches her wrist and narrows his gaze at her. By the time they get to the top of the Ferris wheel, Johanna still hasn’t remembered to breathe and her cheeks are flush as her fingers remain trapped and teased within his mouth (that would teach her a lesson—maybe), and it’s at that moment when Morpheus decides once they are finished here, that he will be personally tending to her dreams this night.

#morpheus x johanna #constantdream #morphanna #ask games #ask memes #three sentence fic game #go ask ella #microfic #@dreamweaving

[belmottetower]

Roy x Jamie, where Roy is still Roy but Jamie is that supposed-to-be one night stand who robs him and anonymously tells the press that he has a curved dick

Did you steal my watch and tell the Sun I have a curved dick? Jamie feels a bit guilty when the text from Roy Kent (Roy Kent! Football legend!) comes through, but only a little bit.

You snuck out in the morning and left me to do the walk of shame home - you deserved it.

I went out to buy us breakfast, you were supposed to be here when I got back. And oh, well, Roy's reply changes things - Jamie really hopes he hasn't blown it.

#jamie tartt #jamie x roy #roy kent #fandom: ted lasso #ted lasso fic #roy x jamie #fic #writing prompt meme #Ok three sentences is hard but this is still three paragraphs so I'm counting it

[myalchod]

For the three sentence fic... Silrah + fake dating/marriage pretty please 💜

Well ... I was going to write just the one, but I can't pick between them, so have a stab at each? 💙 It was so tempting to write one of these as a canon AU but I felt like that would have been cheating. 😂

Fake Dating:

She knows she gives herself away as soon as the familiar manse looms into view, though she’s pretty sure Saul would have known even absent the reflexive tightening of her fingers on his arm with how long they’ve been friends, even if he gives no sign of the pain he must feel at her death-grip, just shifting so his shoulder knocks companionably against hers in silent acknowledgement and sympathy; when she loosens her hand once more he slips his arm free, and she thinks he’ll move away but he only slides it around her waist instead, palm curving warm and solid and reassuring over her hip, and her startle this time has nothing to do with memories of a life she’d gladly walked away from suddenly slamming into her with the weight of all of her years away.

“Alright?” he murmurs, voice near as warm as his touch, and some of the tension ratcheting through her eases as she is reminded of why she’d asked him to come with her, the easy comfort of his presence steadying her in a way no one else can — why, in a moment she does and does not regret already, she’d added and could you pretend to be my boyfriend?, when it meant he could not only accompany her for what promises to be an excruciating family reunion but stay close, just like this, through all that she knows awaits her.

There’s a world she’s not ready to face again behind that imposing front door, but she’s got him at her side, and they’re armed with a pretence she hopes will prevent at least some of the questions she wants to avoid, and so the smile she offers him is less forced than fond; with that, surely she can weather anything the day throws at her, and so she just threads her fingers into his belt loop and leans closer still to murmur an affirmative as they start up the stairs.

Fake Marriage:

“I don’t believe you,” he persists, and Farah rolls her eyes, surreptitiously searching for an exit as she does so; inconsiderately, none appears, and she damns again the distraction that left her backed into a literal corner by a man just drunk enough to belligerently call out the ring she wears to fend off most would-be partners when she just wants a relatively quiet night of drinking — a ring that has done her more harm than good this evening, when it’s been the cause of what is shaping up to be an ugly altercation.

A hand settles on his shoulder; a face dimly familiar looms in shadow behind him, and her frown clearly telegraphs enough because he turns, ready to protest further, only to be pushed out of the way. “Farah, love,” her unexpected saviour says as he extends his other hand her way, and she’s suddenly more grateful for the support of the wall at her back than his intervention as she recognises dark hair and pale eyes and that self-deprecating smile, properly registers the even more familiar voice, and a past long dead floods back, “I wondered where you’d gotten to.”

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#farah dowling #saul silva #silrah #farah dowling x saul silva #fate the winx saga #au: modern #au: fake dating #au: fake marriage #charis writes #three sentence fic meme #fanfiction #asked and answered #yet again absolutely spiralling from each of these snips #why does my brain do this? #also: petty annoyance of the day: why does tumblr not support horizontal rule code? #i just wanted a pretty break between them #we now return to your regularly scheduled whatever

[eirenical]

heiping or xieping and bruises?

Thanks @laireshi!

If anyone else wants to send ships/characters and prompts for the three sentence meme, feel free! ^_^

Yaba stared upwards, lips moving in patterns that only barely resembled words, more often resembled the first syllable of Xiazi's name, and Xiazi was not going to think about that, he wasn't, because Yaba was going to be fine; there were no other options.

But the bruises beneath his skin were spreading, dark and ominous and whispering of internal bleeding that Xiazi didn't have the tools to stop, and Yaba was shit at clotting besides; they'd talked about that, about how important it was for Yaba to be more careful now that he had a life he wanted to keep living.

And they were miles away from civilized help, but his erstwhile apprentice had a sixth sense for this, for Yaba being in trouble, and if Xiazi could just keep Yaba awake, keep him going until help arrived, then they'd all be laughing about this in a month's time... right?

#three sentence fic meme #writing meme answers #laireshi #dmbj #daomu biji #eirenical.fic #heiping #hei xiazi #zhang qiling #hei yanjing #xiaoge #whump #open ending #^_~ #dmbj fanfic

[bubblesthemonsterartist]

When you see this, share 3 random lines from 3 random WIPs

“Do you ever miss it?” Each word escapes her mouth despite how loudly her brain screams to shove themselves back down her throat, no matter how much her heart does and does not want to hear the answer. “Holding your own reins?”

~ ~ ~

“Help me,” she breathes into the humid evening air.

He hums, kissing her neck. “You have my sincere apologies,” he says, tracing the curve of her spine with his fingertips. “My hands are rather occupied at the moment.”

~ ~ ~

“I just thought that it was something that you weren't interested in, Yor. I never wanted to make you feel uncomfortable. That’s why I assured you that we would have separate rooms.”

Rooms. Right. They should probably go to one of them, but- it would feel strange. It didn’t belong to them. But this- this kitchen. This dining area. This was theirs, together. “And I appreciate it,” She licks her lips, nervous. “But it’s unfair, isn’t it?”

#ask bubbles #writing meme #bubbleswrites #okay these are more than three sentences #but i've been too busy to write and these are all sitting in my drafts waiting for a proper cleaning #so please enjoy three snippets of three fics from three very different fandoms

[inlocusmads]

[✐meme] three sentence fic meme

Hello, my dear friend! I'd like to request a three sentence fic for Maura! 💛

My dear friend! Thank you so much for this! In honour of Ace Week, I wanted to write something super special for Maura, but things IRL are too crazy. I really hope I get to finish by the 29th!

"Why am I not normal?" Maura asked.

"What do you mean?" Silja said.

"Well, it is just that, people in the Tower are picking on me. I like working with tools and picking up new things. They don't want me doing that. They want me to be -- normal. Normal as in, settle down and have a family. That kind. But -- how can you?"

"Nobody normal has ever saved the world."

"Papa was an accountant. Dad killed him with a calculator." Maura chuckled, even though the memory was grotesque.

"Papa and Dad might be normal people, but they saved us. Dad turned. Papa held the door. Do you remember that? He was just a normal, boring accountant. He could've picked us up and would've run with us. But he never left Dad's side. He didn't want to."

Maura sighed. "That's a hard feeling to understand. For me. I don't understand -- why-- why are things so complicated? Why should I have to be -- of age to learn anything? To feel anything? Why am I often dismissed because I'm -- some pesky child?"

"Think about it like this. If it weren't for Papa's abnormal sense of love, we would've died. If it weren't for your surveillance skills - all those months when we scavenged in the dark, we would've died. If it weren't for my hunting skills, we would've died."

Silja stood up.

"You're never too young to learn anything. And at the same time, you don't have to be normal and conventional to do things. The Tower people are wrong."

"So -- can I come with you? To the -- Hunt?"

Silja shook her head, smiling.

"Grab that pickaxe. We're going to be very quiet about it, all right?"

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A/N: Definitely not 3 sentences long, but I hope it got the message across! Thank you so much for sending me this wonderful ask!

Honestly I wasn't a fan of MC's sister being a strickler for rules. In my HC Silja (Brynn) is the coolest big sister ever. She'd happily let Maura tag along in secret for Hunts and training.

#three sentence fic meme #theyre not three sentences -> spoiler alert #aallotarenunelma #askboxed! #maura tauber #wake the dead

[firstelevens]

Okay this is maybe a weird one, so feel free to ignore, but my prompt for the 3 sentence fic: the Tater Tot group chat from the Bake Off AU + “malevolent” 🍟

yorkestown I KNOW I SAID I GREW OUT OF THIS PHASE BUT IF THIS IS THE END I DON’T WANT TO KNOW OKAY I CAN’T TAKE IT JUST TELL ME THIS IS A MALEVOLENT ENTITY SPREADING LIES ON THE INTERNET

karodean I was gone for literally ONE DAY what happened???

kamarvelous week 5 of no Sam/Bucky content and no tweets or instas from either of them and Bex just posted a story of Bucky carrying a box into a place that was DEFINITELY not Sam’s house and the caption said “moving day”

yorkestown Please respect my privacy at this difficult time

karodean Wait how do you know it’s not just his sister who’s moving?

kamarvelous okay Karo OBVIOUSLY Gert instastalked everyone to double check you know she creeps with the best of them

karodean Gert?

yorkestown uhhhhhhhhhhhhh

kamarvelous GERT

yorkestown I PANICKED OKAY

#does this count as a fic? who knows #hashtag we are all gert yorkes tonight #it's not three sentences but what are you gonna do. #the gbbo au #my fic #y'all there is SO MUCH extended Bake Off AU lore that exists in my and Emma's texts #birdhapley #zainab does ask meme things