Three Sentence Ficathon fills
My fills:
The Musketeers, Athos/Milady, He wasn’t sure whether it was hate or love.
89 words
at the ficathon
Athos stared at his bottle of wine, knowing he’d find no answers there, he never had, only respite. The trouble was that Milady’s kiss was still on his lips, as devastating as fire, and in the ashes came the knowledge that he had kissed her back so easily - a husband responding to his wife. His free hand clenched, but Athos lifted the bottle by its neck, deciding that whatever he felt, he would take the only sure path to be free of that emotion for however brief a night.
Inception, Arthur/Ariadne, they love it when it rains, because they can share an umbrella
86 words, a projection’s POV
at the ficathon
Out of the corner of my eye, I see a man in a suit open an umbrella above the short young woman, who steps towards him and the umbrella’s shelter, while looking up at him with a smile. He says something to her with a solemn expression, probably about how she’s really not dressed for this city’s microclimate - she’s really not. But she’s still smiling, no, grinning, and their body language is that of a couple but it jars on me, and I don’t understand why.
Gotham, future!Bruce/Selina, hung up on somebody that you used to know
(98 words, I’ve only seen season 1)
at the ficathon
Selina and Bruce cross paths sometimes, she’s scamming Gotham’s wealthiest and he’s ‘being Bruce Wayne’ usually with a new woman on his arm. Selina thinks the smart ones must know that his attentiveness, polite or lascivious, isn’t the whole package. Despite herself, sometimes her eyes meet Bruce’s, and she knows the arm-candy is forgotten, but she also knows he sees the scrawny street-kid that he hoped in, and she can’t take that responsibility - still seeing, perhaps, too much of the boy that she used to know in the man and forgetting how easy it was to underestimate both.
Lord of the Rings (book or movie-verse), Éowyn /Faramir, free as a bird
(66 words)
at the ficathon
It startles a laugh out of Éowyn, the tickle of the snowflake on her nose. Faramir turns to look at her, marvelling that the White Lady, once so chilled by winter’s darkness, has become free to be as happy in winter as in spring. She pulls up the hood of her cloak, her laugh gentling into a smile as she gazes up at the falling flurry.
There's one more fill that I'll post separately (and archive elsewhere) as it's over 100 words.
Written for me:
Downton Abbey, Lady Edith Crawley, grasping happiness by autumnia (oblique spoilers for s6)
Harry Potter, Dolores Umbridge, when I turn 17, I'll... by tellshannon815
LOTR, Éomer/Lothiriel, count your blessings by vialethe
The Man from UNCLE (2015), Gaby/Illya, it took you long enough by xahara99
(Updated 27/12/15)
This entry was originally posted at http://shallowness.dreamwidth.org/210997.html.
The Musketeers, Athos/Milady, He wasn’t sure whether it was hate or love.
89 words
at the ficathon
Athos stared at his bottle of wine, knowing he’d find no answers there, he never had, only respite. The trouble was that Milady’s kiss was still on his lips, as devastating as fire, and in the ashes came the knowledge that he had kissed her back so easily - a husband responding to his wife. His free hand clenched, but Athos lifted the bottle by its neck, deciding that whatever he felt, he would take the only sure path to be free of that emotion for however brief a night.
Inception, Arthur/Ariadne, they love it when it rains, because they can share an umbrella
86 words, a projection’s POV
at the ficathon
Out of the corner of my eye, I see a man in a suit open an umbrella above the short young woman, who steps towards him and the umbrella’s shelter, while looking up at him with a smile. He says something to her with a solemn expression, probably about how she’s really not dressed for this city’s microclimate - she’s really not. But she’s still smiling, no, grinning, and their body language is that of a couple but it jars on me, and I don’t understand why.
Gotham, future!Bruce/Selina, hung up on somebody that you used to know
(98 words, I’ve only seen season 1)
at the ficathon
Selina and Bruce cross paths sometimes, she’s scamming Gotham’s wealthiest and he’s ‘being Bruce Wayne’ usually with a new woman on his arm. Selina thinks the smart ones must know that his attentiveness, polite or lascivious, isn’t the whole package. Despite herself, sometimes her eyes meet Bruce’s, and she knows the arm-candy is forgotten, but she also knows he sees the scrawny street-kid that he hoped in, and she can’t take that responsibility - still seeing, perhaps, too much of the boy that she used to know in the man and forgetting how easy it was to underestimate both.
Lord of the Rings (book or movie-verse), Éowyn /Faramir, free as a bird
(66 words)
at the ficathon
It startles a laugh out of Éowyn, the tickle of the snowflake on her nose. Faramir turns to look at her, marvelling that the White Lady, once so chilled by winter’s darkness, has become free to be as happy in winter as in spring. She pulls up the hood of her cloak, her laugh gentling into a smile as she gazes up at the falling flurry.
There's one more fill that I'll post separately (and archive elsewhere) as it's over 100 words.
Written for me:
Downton Abbey, Lady Edith Crawley, grasping happiness by autumnia (oblique spoilers for s6)
Harry Potter, Dolores Umbridge, when I turn 17, I'll... by tellshannon815
LOTR, Éomer/Lothiriel, count your blessings by vialethe
The Man from UNCLE (2015), Gaby/Illya, it took you long enough by xahara99
(Updated 27/12/15)
This entry was originally posted at http://shallowness.dreamwidth.org/210997.html.