sideways | 3 sentence fics........ 2!! (Reply)

A couple more 3 Sentence Ficathon fills. 1 Scavenger's Reign, 1 Finisterre, and 1 TMNT.

Fandom: Scavenger's Reign (Azi/Mia, Levi)
Prompt: If you want to be my lover, you gotta get with my friends

It's not exactly the expected relief to have the Demeter colonists awake, since they congeal almost immediately into a bewildered and complaining mass: they don't want to eat the food, they don't want to wield the tools, they don't want to stick their hands deep into the guts of a beast that will turn its massive head and blink at you in placid understanding.

It's also not exactly the reason that Azi waits so long on bringing Mia to the garden; though it seems a bloody good one when Mia's breath hitches coming over the rise, footsteps faltering, staring down at the wide ring of strange plants and glittering wings.

But, "Holy shit," Mia whispers, and if her hand's crushing all the feeling out of Azi's fingers then she's at least still moving forward towards the figure waiting patiently at its centre, not shrinking back and pulling away, "that really used to be a Levi - oh wow," and Azi lets herself breathe out, quietly.

Fandom: Finisterre (Tara/Guil)
Prompt: Loving together, but living apart

Winter brings the last of the grain trade from the lowlands, crisp winds to numb fingers and ears, and Tara Chang's lover.

She can tell at once there will be the usual arguments before the season's done: no new warmth in him for the walls he never abides longer than it takes for the sun to start clearing the long roads, when she already knows this won't be the year she cuts the fragile coltishness of New Tarmin loose to make its own way.

But that's all for later - now it's Guil's boots hitting hard ground off his dismount and a breath drawn in of the mountain air like it's his first, and the look she finds time to slip him between directing the convoy through to the town, and the languid pleasure they feed into the ambient to know their season's just beginning, the sweetness of it sharper still for all its bitter uncertainties.

Fandom: TMNT 2003 (Leo)
Prompt: thunderstorms

Lightning cracks across the sky, bathing the distant woods in brilliant white, and Leo flinches, tasting cold and bloody rain in his mouth.

The reality of the farmhouse seeps back in slowly, each piece of it a fresh humiliation in the face of his racing heartbeat: the low whistle of the old kettle, a soft tapping from sensei's walking stick, April's voice lifted in companionable conversation. He stares out the rain-streaked window, wondering with dull resignation how many storms he will have to chase to find again the courage left in pieces on a rooftop; the ability to hear only the thunder, and not a mocking laugh.