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necessarian) wrote2015-06-13 01:10 pm
necessarian) wrote2015-06-13 01:10 pm
tumblr three-sentence prompts
these are even older... ! there's a lot of j/b in here, but some volleyball and potterverse mixed in.
For the three sentence fic: Jaime and Brienne at Dorne. Thank you! [for anon]
It’s not as Brienne expected, with hot wind blowing through her hair and sand in her eyes, but the beaches of Dorne are a sight like she’s never seen, and as it is her duty to guard Princess Myrcella, she does the best she can—it hasn’t been easy, though, since he came to visit.
Jaime has joined them at the beaches today, and as Myrcella runs off to play with Prince Trystane, he sits beside Brienne, wine in his hand and the sort of smile on his face that radiates comfort, as though he’s been in Dorne all his life, and is not simply a visitor. He speaks beneath his breath, tells Brienne that her eyes are sparkling like the ocean in the Dornish sun—she can’t help but blush, as she has a bad habit of doing when he speaks, and she wonders how one person can dominate her vision and obscure her senses more than the blinding sun in the sky.
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If you're still doing the 3 sentence fic, EnnoFuta: chemistry lab partners but they didn't seal the container properly so oops the class is high off of ethanol vapor [for anon]
Ennoshita is ready to yell when they’re kicked out of class, because this is probably the worst Patented Futakuchi Lab Mishap since he burnt off what was left of Aone’s eyebrows, and getting sent to the Principal’s office actually doesn’t seem like a harsh enough punishment.
“I’m going to request a new lab partner,” Ennoshita says—calmly, because in the long run, yelling wouldn’t accomplish much except making Futakuchi laugh, “and then—”
“Hey,” Futakuchi interrupts, like he hasn’t been listening at all, which, of course he hasn’t, "want to skip after we’ve spoken to the Principal and go get ice cream?”
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Jamie and Brienne having a pillow fight! [for alias-sd6]
Jaime begins with an apology, a "wench, I meant no offence by it,"—but his words fall on deaf ears, as Brienne lifts a cushion from the seat in his chambers and shoves it against his face. They’re at a point in their friendship, or relationship, or whatever it is that has developed between them, that their fighting is no longer acrimonious as it was on the journey from Riverrun, but something closer to playful. Jaime grabs the cushion and tries to wrench it from his face, but Brienne is too strong for him, and she pushes him back with all her force—and when Jaime manages to move the cushion away from his face, they’re so close that their mouths are almost touching, and all he can do is let out a breath in surprise, a gasped and hushed "oh."
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I'm so greedy, I want another three sentence fic!! :D Jamie x Brienne, one teaches the other to skate! [for alias-sd6]
Brienne turned around sharply when she heard a thud behind her, and frowned at all six-foot-two of the graceless man who’d just fallen on his arse—after half an hour on the ice, Jaime was getting better, but clearly not good enough to skate without her holding his hand.
“Get up,” she said, trying not to sound too amused, and trying to ignore that stupid, desperate face he was pulling. She’d only told him to let go in the first place because holding hands was making her blush too much.
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I enjoyed that tag of the last ask.. Okay how about... Tsukkiyama, astronomers!?? Stargazing?? Science??? [for anon]
The workroom is quiet after six, but Tadashi’s stuck at his desk sorting out the last of his simulations and debugging three hundred lines of code—it’s worth the wait, though, because at six-thirty the telescope goes online, and he can open up the interface for remote observation and watch as the new data starts to come in. And, if the cute telescope operator with the glasses is on the other end, then Tadashi will use the faculty’s skype account to call through and pretend he has a technical issue, just so he has an excuse to tell Kei about his day and the paper he’s writing and ask if he can get a heads up on any open slots for observation coming up, even though he’s got all the data he needs, because he really would rather be observing something—or specifically, someone—else.
Before he can do anything, though, skype rings with an incoming call from the telescope facility.
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for your three sentence prompt: zacharias + anthony, first date [for anon]
“Nervous?” Anthony asked, folding his menu shut and putting it down next to his plate with the air of someone who had been to posh Muggle restaurants all his life and was just as at ease here as in the Great Hall.
“Of course not,” Zacharias said, mimicking Anthony’s action and closing his menu.
“Of course,” Anthony said, and under the table, he stepped on Zacharias’ foot, stopping his leg from bouncing up and down.
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Hi! If you're still doing the 3 sentence prompts, Hanamaki x Matsukawa, AU in which Hanamaki plays cello and Matsukawa is his piano accompanist for a competition. [for anon]
Takahiro never talks before concerts, but Issei has been his backstage moral support before, and he’s used to it after five years of being friends and two of being more—still, they’d agreed that they’d always keep their music separate, because what good could come of a jazz pianist accompanying a classical cellist? Issei is only here in a pinch, and he barely had time to learn the music, so he’ll be sight-reading, mostly.
“This won’t change anything,” Takahiro says quietly, “if we don’t let it.”
For the three sentence fic: Jaime and Brienne at Dorne. Thank you! [for anon]
It’s not as Brienne expected, with hot wind blowing through her hair and sand in her eyes, but the beaches of Dorne are a sight like she’s never seen, and as it is her duty to guard Princess Myrcella, she does the best she can—it hasn’t been easy, though, since he came to visit.
Jaime has joined them at the beaches today, and as Myrcella runs off to play with Prince Trystane, he sits beside Brienne, wine in his hand and the sort of smile on his face that radiates comfort, as though he’s been in Dorne all his life, and is not simply a visitor. He speaks beneath his breath, tells Brienne that her eyes are sparkling like the ocean in the Dornish sun—she can’t help but blush, as she has a bad habit of doing when he speaks, and she wonders how one person can dominate her vision and obscure her senses more than the blinding sun in the sky.
-
If you're still doing the 3 sentence fic, EnnoFuta: chemistry lab partners but they didn't seal the container properly so oops the class is high off of ethanol vapor [for anon]
Ennoshita is ready to yell when they’re kicked out of class, because this is probably the worst Patented Futakuchi Lab Mishap since he burnt off what was left of Aone’s eyebrows, and getting sent to the Principal’s office actually doesn’t seem like a harsh enough punishment.
“I’m going to request a new lab partner,” Ennoshita says—calmly, because in the long run, yelling wouldn’t accomplish much except making Futakuchi laugh, “and then—”
“Hey,” Futakuchi interrupts, like he hasn’t been listening at all, which, of course he hasn’t, "want to skip after we’ve spoken to the Principal and go get ice cream?”
-
Jamie and Brienne having a pillow fight! [for alias-sd6]
Jaime begins with an apology, a "wench, I meant no offence by it,"—but his words fall on deaf ears, as Brienne lifts a cushion from the seat in his chambers and shoves it against his face. They’re at a point in their friendship, or relationship, or whatever it is that has developed between them, that their fighting is no longer acrimonious as it was on the journey from Riverrun, but something closer to playful. Jaime grabs the cushion and tries to wrench it from his face, but Brienne is too strong for him, and she pushes him back with all her force—and when Jaime manages to move the cushion away from his face, they’re so close that their mouths are almost touching, and all he can do is let out a breath in surprise, a gasped and hushed "oh."
-
I'm so greedy, I want another three sentence fic!! :D Jamie x Brienne, one teaches the other to skate! [for alias-sd6]
Brienne turned around sharply when she heard a thud behind her, and frowned at all six-foot-two of the graceless man who’d just fallen on his arse—after half an hour on the ice, Jaime was getting better, but clearly not good enough to skate without her holding his hand.
“Get up,” she said, trying not to sound too amused, and trying to ignore that stupid, desperate face he was pulling. She’d only told him to let go in the first place because holding hands was making her blush too much.
-
I enjoyed that tag of the last ask.. Okay how about... Tsukkiyama, astronomers!?? Stargazing?? Science??? [for anon]
The workroom is quiet after six, but Tadashi’s stuck at his desk sorting out the last of his simulations and debugging three hundred lines of code—it’s worth the wait, though, because at six-thirty the telescope goes online, and he can open up the interface for remote observation and watch as the new data starts to come in. And, if the cute telescope operator with the glasses is on the other end, then Tadashi will use the faculty’s skype account to call through and pretend he has a technical issue, just so he has an excuse to tell Kei about his day and the paper he’s writing and ask if he can get a heads up on any open slots for observation coming up, even though he’s got all the data he needs, because he really would rather be observing something—or specifically, someone—else.
Before he can do anything, though, skype rings with an incoming call from the telescope facility.
-
for your three sentence prompt: zacharias + anthony, first date [for anon]
“Nervous?” Anthony asked, folding his menu shut and putting it down next to his plate with the air of someone who had been to posh Muggle restaurants all his life and was just as at ease here as in the Great Hall.
“Of course not,” Zacharias said, mimicking Anthony’s action and closing his menu.
“Of course,” Anthony said, and under the table, he stepped on Zacharias’ foot, stopping his leg from bouncing up and down.
-
Hi! If you're still doing the 3 sentence prompts, Hanamaki x Matsukawa, AU in which Hanamaki plays cello and Matsukawa is his piano accompanist for a competition. [for anon]
Takahiro never talks before concerts, but Issei has been his backstage moral support before, and he’s used to it after five years of being friends and two of being more—still, they’d agreed that they’d always keep their music separate, because what good could come of a jazz pianist accompanying a classical cellist? Issei is only here in a pinch, and he barely had time to learn the music, so he’ll be sight-reading, mostly.
“This won’t change anything,” Takahiro says quietly, “if we don’t let it.”