2024 three sentence ficathon fills

[sugarspankhorn]

Tokimeki Memorial Girl's Side, Akagi/Daisy, Theme Park, 55 words

Daisy and Akagi squint down at their Splash Mountain photo. Daisy is screaming, her face tear-streaked and Akagi's face is, by pure coincidence, covered by the hand of the person in front of them, forever preserving his dignity.

"Your luck is starting to piss me off," Daisy mutters as Akagi laughs, leaning warmly into her side.



Tokimeki Memorial Girls Side 3rd Story, Konno Tamao/Shitara Seiji, Birthday, 66 words

Seiji lolls his head to the side against the desk, squinting at Tamao's notebook while he pencils in the date.

"Hey," he mumbles, reaching out to tap at the corner, "tomorrow's your birthday, right?"

Tamao hums affirmatively, nudging his arm to the side so it bumps against the top of Seiji's head, fond, "Good memory-- put that toward studying and I'll probably never see you again."



Saw, Amanda Young & John Kramer (Freeform), last test and proof, 77 words

Every time he touched her, trusted her, believed in her, Amanda counted it as proof that she was worth saving-- another scarred tally in her favor, a running bet between her and God. Jump, Mandy-- how high, John? The thing about tests is that there's only something to be lost, something to subtract, and when she sees the way he looks at Lynn Denlon like she's God's fucking gift to him, she knows that something is her.



Saw, Mark Hoffman, that game you taught me how to play, I won it, 67 words

John always called this moment, crawling out of the test's jaws, the "rebirth". The difference between Mark and Amanda was that she thought it was because of the newness the game brings, the redemption, the gratitude; for Mark it was the viscera, being born into the world screaming. And he's not the one dead and buried, he's the one stepping into new life, blood staining his teeth-- victorious.



Saw, Mark Hoffman & Amanda Young, That's not how any of this works, 87 words

"Stop, stop--" Amanda wrenches the tool out of Hoffman's oil-stained fist, "If you tighten it anymore it's going to snap in half, you stupid asshole."

Even the way he breathes is arrogant when he asks her, "Isn't that the point of the beartrap?"

"Move," she blows a greasy strand of hair out of her face and shoves him out of the way, as if she doesn't weigh twenty pounds soaking wet, "-- and go find a box to lift before I shove you in this thing."



Saw, Lawrence Gordon, How would that pain/disability affect their life?, 78 words

It's a different world that Lawrence emerges into, or maybe he's just different in it; call that living appreciatively. For better or worse the slow and steady throb of a badly healed wound is at the background of all things, it changes his methodology. He has to move with more certainty now, charting the most direct course between point A and point B, a straight and diagonal line from John's will to Mark Hoffman's death; slow and steady.



Saw, Mark Hoffman/Peter Strahm, Bloody Mouth, 64 words

Blood drips in a slow, thin stream from Peter's reddened mouth onto Mark's cheek; it feels more intimate than a kiss.

"I won your game, you motherfucker," his hands are fisted tight in Mark's lapel, shoving him harder into the warehouse floor, "I fucking won, you piece of shit."

Mark grin unravels, slow and punch-drunk-- he could laugh; it makes Peter hit him again.



Kamen Rider Fourze, Gentaro, Breakfast, 68 words

Gentaro paddles rice into a bowl, passes it to Yuki, who passes it to Tomoko, to Miu, to Kengo where it stays-- a circuit complete. And Gentaro has this feeling of deja vu you get when you remember an old dream, a distinct feeling of having been here before, or hoping you would be here someday; a table with friends on all sides. It's too early to cry.



Ravenous 1999, Boyd/Ives, Pretend that the search for another new world was well worth the burning of mine, 48 words

They should have died together but instead the world dies around them. As they abandon their post, Boyd turns back to look across the expanse of snow, too selfish to mourn the dead and instead mourning his future snuffed out.

"Come on," Ives says to him, and continues walking, confident that Boyd will be shortly behind; Boyd follows.



The Owl House, Hunter/Willow Park, The most self-indulgent joy-sparking thing you can think of, 102 words

Hunter nudges his drawing toward Willow, two chicken scratch cats on wide-ruled notebook paper that's been wrinkled from erasing and re-erasing repeatedly; still the cats persist.

"And- and this is Goldenscar, he's a rogue, he abandoned the clans because he realized that they were corrupt and he joined the ranks of a group of rogues-- that's where you come in--" He taps the second cat that, for some reason, has glasses, "you're Willowstripe-- like your name? -- but anyway you--"

Willow is smiling so so fondly and she listens without needing to understand what Hunter means by any of this.



Naruto, Ino/Sakura, The thin to non-existent line between rivalry and lesbianism, 54 words

Ino punches Sakura in the face just to prove that she still has some way to impact her, to leave her mark; the student was never supposed to surpass the teacher so fast. She won't get left behind. Out of the corner of her eye Ino watches the bruise bloom and slowly, tragically, fade.



Twilight, Edward/Carlisle, First Love, 83 words

It takes Carlisle some getting used to, sharing a life with someone else; a little like being reincarnated into a quieter world with just the two of them to fill it. It's new, all of it: Edward's new body with all its strength and acquired tastes; Carlisle's newfound allowance to being treated with consideration, with care. Something returns to him when Edward walks alongside of him, arm-against-arm, laughing for the first time in years-- a long-lost part of himself coming back to roost.

Comments

[militarypenguin]

Your writing is exquisite as always and LOVING YOUR SAW ERA you're making me want to rewatch the movies

[sugarspankhorn]

aaah thank you for all your sweet comments, miles!!! you should def rewatch the movies (and tell me every thought please i beg)-- you would loooooove saw iii, i know this to be fact.

[militarypenguin]

YOU WOULD BE CORRECT Saw III is my favorite after Saw I!!