[call for prompts] Three Line Fics

[mmexlibris]

Today's DE was excellent.  It was so good, I think I want more.

Prompt me with whoever, solo character or pairing, m'ways or extra-m'ways, and I will do my best to write you three lines of fic.

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[mmexlibris]

Tiwa-Vlad, the warmth of darkness.

"Ah my little bird, my little black bird, you've come down into the garden after moonrise."

"You still don't scare me."

"With only a handful of lies and a prayer to warm your feathered nest."

~~~

Tiwa-Dillinger

"It's called rugby and you play it, in the mud!"

He runs a finger down her dirty cheek, making a clean spot.

"Well, darlin', I am far too pretty to roll around in anything less than -- silk sheets."

~~~

Wednesday, My Ship

I took my first craft as a prize off the Lasseter Coast, by force of arms, and at the cost of six souls.

I took my last craft as tribute, from a man who still owes me money and who really should learn when to walk away from the card table.

But my craft, the Zephyr, I made with my own two hands, of fresh hewn bonewood, handwoven sails, and no small amount of foul language, I will not lie.

~~~

Fiona Glenanne, Loving The Burn

She has a pale silver scar in the small of her back, in the shape of an M1911A barrel.

But he was tall, and he had the bluest eyes, and she just wanted to impress him by how cool she could be under pressure.

She didn't realise until it was too late you should never put a freshly emptied firearm in the back of your jeans, even if it is just to impress a boy.

[ceitfianna]

Oh these are beautiful. I love how you write and Tiwa and Dilinger are so much fun.