2025 three sentence ficathon fills
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Ravenous 1999, Boyd/Ives, I love you. I want us both to eat well, 80 words
Boyd jerks his head away when Ives holds the spoon to his lips, the same hand that snapped the neck of tonight's protein (a trader, not very quick) cupped so delicately beneath it, almost protective; Ives frowns.
"You're not convincing anyone of your virtue through abstinence," he chides, blows on the broth, "just eat."
Those cowardly blue eyes glower up at him, and Ives draws the spoon slowly into his own mouth before gathering another spoonful for his companion-- "Open."
Twisted Wonderland, Idia & Ortho Shroud, Family Resemblance, 48 words
Some of their first memories are being told how they look exactly alike, twin flames burning blue. But Ortho is gone and Idia resembles him less and less with each passing year. He has his mother's eyes, his father's hair, his family's luck-- that's the worst of it.
ATLA, Sokka/Yue, half woman/half ocean, 83 words
"I still miss her sometimes," Sokka confesses, hand over his heart as he stares into the dark; he draws his thumb against his chest like he'll find something that way, buried there. "Like, if I really think about it, I barely even knew her but I still feel... I d'know, like maybe she'd miss me, too."
Love like that was like trying to hold the ocean in his palm, always meant to slip through his fingers; the moon can never belong to anyone.
Nichijou, Yuuko/Nano, cybering with a robot, 82 words
Yuuko had gotten this far, vaulting over the 18+ confirmation with a carefully calculated lie (yes!), chest heaving, adrenaline coursing through her arm as she stretches her fingertips out to type (yes, yes), crafting the most perfect sexy opener (yes, yes, yes); she hits "send" with her eyes closed.
Nano squints at her monitor, setting down her mug with a thunk, she reads, "u up?"
A notification-- a notification!!: "*you" and Yuuko presses her face into both palms, mortified, and logs off.
Dangan Ronpa, Celestia/Ishimaru, 'Cause, who am I, if not exploited?, 64 words
"Perhaps I should be more clear," she trails a delicate, dangerous finger against the cut of his jaw, "I need you, Taka."
It's what he's always craved, to be needed, wanted on his own merit; that Celestia (beautiful, perfect, intelligent Celestia) would recognize his hard-fought talents speaks to that fundamental part of himself. Kiyotaka's eyes slip shut as he leans into her touch, acquiescing.
Tokimeki Memorial Girls Side 3rd Story, Karen/Bambi, nail polish, 83 words
"What do you think?" Miyo asks, arms draped over Bambi's shoulders, holding two bottles of polish to either side of her temples for reference, "This one brings out her eyes, I think."
Karen's face is so close to Bambi's that she must feel the heat radiating off of her cheeks, but that warmth in her eyes is something she can feel from across the room.
She smiles like there's a secret beneath her tongue, not lifting her gaze from Bambi's, "They're both pretty".