The 2016 3-Sentence Ficathon Round-Up
caramelsilver is hosting the 3SF right now and here's what I've filled so far...
Prompt from samueljames: Whitechapel, Joe Chandler/Emerson Kent, Christmas plans.
It really wasn't right for the man to spend the remaining hours of Christmas Eve poring over reports at his desk when he already sent the others home. Emerson lingered over his own desk, watching and waiting to see if Chandler noticed his presence (he didn't) and eventually reached a decision.
His polite knock was met with a bemused glance from the DI and Emerson began hesitantly, "Erica's having a small holiday gathering at her flat, Sir, and I was wondering if you'd like to join us..."
Originally posted here.
Prompt from sandrine: Lucifer, Ella/Lucifer, faith
He always thought her devotion to his Father was completely misguided but no matter how much he tried to convince her that God wasn't all she thought he was, Ella would not be swayed by his words even when he spoke the truth.
"Just wait until you finally meet him like this poor chap is about to," he warned as they crouched over the remains of the latest victim in Chloe's investigation, "and then you'll see."
"Fine, Lucifer," she replied a bit distractedly as she pulled on her gloves, "but you can at least let me live in my dreams or delusions until that day arrives."
Originally posted here.
Prompt from iawenbemerry: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Buffy/Xander, surprises
"Xander, what did you do?" Buffy asked suspiciously as her friend placed a blindfold over her eyes.
"I'm hurt that you think I partook in some sort of devious activity," he answered with mock offense as he slowly guided her to a candlelit table for two.
Once the blindfold was removed, she stared at the sumptuous dishes laid out before her and when her stomach growled in response, said, "Definitely devious indeed."
Originally posted here.
Prompt from sandrine: Narnia, Susan, It's because I understand that I left, that I am leaving
As she placed her hands on Peter's shoulders, ready to walk through the Door, Susan felt a sense of calm settle on her like the silken mantles that once draped across her own shoulders. The first time they left Narnia it was completely unexpected but this time, there was warning enough and the Lion declared that she and her older brother would never return.
So with the High King's steady presence before her and King Edmund's reassuring hold from behind, Queen Susan of Narnia took one step toward the Door and then another, choosing to not look back at what she knew was lost to her forever.
Originally posted here.
Prompt from celeste9: Angel the Series, Wesley, regret
After assuring Lilah would not rise to the ranks of the undead, Wesley wiped the blade of his axe with smooth, steady strokes. Their relationship had always been ambiguous but he still wished there had been a way to save her. As he raised the gleaming blade and saw the weariness and guilt on his face, he told himself that she had been saved from at least one fate thanks to his final duty to her.
Originally posted here.
Prompt from reeby10: Any, Any, For the glory (Daniel Sousa, Jack Thompson, Agent Carter)
Daniel waited until Senator Cooper finally left the SSR offices before approaching a still jubilant Jack Thompson. "So I hear you're the hero in all of this, Thompson," he said, keeping his voice as casual as he could.
The smile quickly vanished from Thompson's face and after an anxious glance toward Peggy Carter's desk, the other agent shrugged and replied, "Far be it for me to correct someone in a more powerful position than myself."
Originally posted here.
And this one is from the Ficathon earlier this year:
Prompt from
seal_nonnie: Any, any, You'll find him next to me (Quirinus Quirrell, Lord Voldemort, Harry Potter)
He had disappointed his Lord deeply and he knew it; no matter how difficult the task was-how heavily guarded Gringotts is-he knew the Dark Lord would accept no excuses for why the Philosopher's Stone was not brought to him as he had asked.
"Fear not, Quirrell," the Dark Lord hissed in his high voice after watching his servant apologize fearfully before him, "I shall ensure you will have all the help you need next time I send you on a task."
As he carefully wrapped the turban around his head for the first time, gently covering his master's face, he finally recognized that it was not help Lord Voldemort had promised, but punishment for his failure.
Originally posted here.
Crosspost: http://autumnia.dreamwidth.org/36657.html
Prompt from samueljames: Whitechapel, Joe Chandler/Emerson Kent, Christmas plans.
It really wasn't right for the man to spend the remaining hours of Christmas Eve poring over reports at his desk when he already sent the others home. Emerson lingered over his own desk, watching and waiting to see if Chandler noticed his presence (he didn't) and eventually reached a decision.
His polite knock was met with a bemused glance from the DI and Emerson began hesitantly, "Erica's having a small holiday gathering at her flat, Sir, and I was wondering if you'd like to join us..."
Originally posted here.
Prompt from sandrine: Lucifer, Ella/Lucifer, faith
He always thought her devotion to his Father was completely misguided but no matter how much he tried to convince her that God wasn't all she thought he was, Ella would not be swayed by his words even when he spoke the truth.
"Just wait until you finally meet him like this poor chap is about to," he warned as they crouched over the remains of the latest victim in Chloe's investigation, "and then you'll see."
"Fine, Lucifer," she replied a bit distractedly as she pulled on her gloves, "but you can at least let me live in my dreams or delusions until that day arrives."
Originally posted here.
Prompt from iawenbemerry: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Buffy/Xander, surprises
"Xander, what did you do?" Buffy asked suspiciously as her friend placed a blindfold over her eyes.
"I'm hurt that you think I partook in some sort of devious activity," he answered with mock offense as he slowly guided her to a candlelit table for two.
Once the blindfold was removed, she stared at the sumptuous dishes laid out before her and when her stomach growled in response, said, "Definitely devious indeed."
Originally posted here.
Prompt from sandrine: Narnia, Susan, It's because I understand that I left, that I am leaving
As she placed her hands on Peter's shoulders, ready to walk through the Door, Susan felt a sense of calm settle on her like the silken mantles that once draped across her own shoulders. The first time they left Narnia it was completely unexpected but this time, there was warning enough and the Lion declared that she and her older brother would never return.
So with the High King's steady presence before her and King Edmund's reassuring hold from behind, Queen Susan of Narnia took one step toward the Door and then another, choosing to not look back at what she knew was lost to her forever.
Originally posted here.
Prompt from celeste9: Angel the Series, Wesley, regret
After assuring Lilah would not rise to the ranks of the undead, Wesley wiped the blade of his axe with smooth, steady strokes. Their relationship had always been ambiguous but he still wished there had been a way to save her. As he raised the gleaming blade and saw the weariness and guilt on his face, he told himself that she had been saved from at least one fate thanks to his final duty to her.
Originally posted here.
Prompt from reeby10: Any, Any, For the glory (Daniel Sousa, Jack Thompson, Agent Carter)
Daniel waited until Senator Cooper finally left the SSR offices before approaching a still jubilant Jack Thompson. "So I hear you're the hero in all of this, Thompson," he said, keeping his voice as casual as he could.
The smile quickly vanished from Thompson's face and after an anxious glance toward Peggy Carter's desk, the other agent shrugged and replied, "Far be it for me to correct someone in a more powerful position than myself."
Originally posted here.
And this one is from the Ficathon earlier this year:
Prompt from
seal_nonnie: Any, any, You'll find him next to me (Quirinus Quirrell, Lord Voldemort, Harry Potter)
He had disappointed his Lord deeply and he knew it; no matter how difficult the task was-how heavily guarded Gringotts is-he knew the Dark Lord would accept no excuses for why the Philosopher's Stone was not brought to him as he had asked.
"Fear not, Quirrell," the Dark Lord hissed in his high voice after watching his servant apologize fearfully before him, "I shall ensure you will have all the help you need next time I send you on a task."
As he carefully wrapped the turban around his head for the first time, gently covering his master's face, he finally recognized that it was not help Lord Voldemort had promised, but punishment for his failure.
Originally posted here.
Crosspost: http://autumnia.dreamwidth.org/36657.html