#first five sentences

[laurie-on-a-lark]

Bwahahaha YES YES YES absolutely living for this new trend of five sentence fics on planes lmao.

"Alex, you cannot seriously think this is a good idea."

xoxo MJ/kiwiana-writes

You've started a 'fics on planes' thing and I am simply honoring it lmao

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"Alex, you cannot seriously think this is a good idea."

Standing at the edge of the pool, Alex only seems more emboldened by Henry's protest. "C'mon, Wales, live a little." He doesn't even wait for Henry before yanking his shirt off and starting on his trousers.

"Our first international sex scandal was more than enough living for me, dear." Henry has always been hard-pressed to deny Alex anything, though, so he simply shakes his head and starts on the buttons of his shirt.

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"It has been 10 years..." (Encanto)

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"It's been 10 years..."

"We've missed you so much, manito."

Bruno sat with his sisters, Julieta and Pepa, and the two were remarking on how long it's been since they'd seen him and been able to spend their lives with him.

Bruno was feeling very shy and emotionally low hearing all these thoughts from his twins. He felt guilty for leaving in the first place, but, hey, he felt even guiltier for hanging around back then.

"You missed out on so much," Julieta held Bruno's shoulder, "What can we do to make the time up for you, hm?"

Bruno looked at Julieta and then to Pepa on his other side, "I mean..." he let out a big breath, "Just being back is enough."

"He's being modest, Julieta," Pepa grinned and knocked into Bruno's arm with her own.

"I'm not, honest," Bruno mumbled shyly, the hints of a smile starting to bloom on his face.

That gave Julieta an idea, "Ay, how could I forget! You've missed out on all the tickle fights we've had!"

"Aw, Brunito! You used to love our tickle fights," Pepa chimed in immediately and excitedly.

Bruno's whole face darkened red with blush at the mere mention of it, "I-I-I, It's notsomethingIeverreally-- no, plehease, wait--!"

Julieta had one hand stuffed into Bruno's ruana at his side, and Pepa took the other side. They mirrored each other's motions, holding Bruno tight between the two so he couldn't wiggle free. They remembered how much of a squirmer he is.

Bruno laughed and screamed and shook his head all about when Julieta started scratching her nails against his neck, too.

"Poor Bruno," Pepa cooed, "No one in the walls to ticky-ticky-tickle you," she teased next and her fingers curled around Bruno's belly.

"All those years..." Julieta said sadder and she stopped tickling her brother to lean into him and give him a hug. Pepa smiled softly and did the same, her fingers combing through her brother's curls.

Bruno was letting out the last of his giggles and he calmed enough to smile big, feeling the love and warmth from his familia.

"Te quiero mucho, hermanas."

"We love you, too, Brunito."

"It's a blessing to have you home with us."

[oldshrewsburyian]

Hercule Poirot knew something was amiss when Miss Lemon lost a file.

Hercule Poirot knew something was amiss when Miss Lemon lost a file.

"I don't know what I can have done with it, Monsieur Poirot. I've looked under W for Wales, and K for Kidwelly, and under poisons and doctors..."

"Perhaps under G," suggested Poirot mildly, "for gooseberry tart."

Wrathfully she pulled out the appropriate drawer, and incredulously held out to him the file.

"It is of course not the fault of your filing system most impeccable," said Poirot soothingly; "Captain Hastings was reading the newspaper story about fruit tarts aloud, you recall. The psychology!"

[fanficsandfluff]

"Seven-foot frame, rats all down- Oh! Hi, Bruno...!"

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"Seven-foot frame, rats all down-- Oh! Hi, Bruno..."

Bruno stared and blinked twice, maybe thrice in the quickest flutter, and he cleared his throat, "Uh... so you're still singing about all that, huh?"

"Yes! Yeahah, yeah, I think it's catchy, is all..." you stuttered, "Blame Camilo..."

"No no, it's fine," Bruno said in his natural tone. You immediately switched to assuming nothing was wrong. You weren't being insensitive.

In the next few moments, six or so rats unveiled themselves from Bruno's cloak and he smirked, big eyes narrowing in mischief.

A gulp wasn't enough to save you as you soon had tiny rat paws and noses and fur and highly ticklish whiskers attacking your every uncovered tickle spot. Darn that Camilo and his catchy lyrics...

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Spider-Man No Way Home :)

“Hey, that tickled”

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"Hey! That tickled," Peter 2 held his midriff after chuckling a bit.

Peter 1 smiled wide, "You guys never made trick webs before?"

"I think I attempted once," Peter 3 chimed in, "It usually ended in disaster, though."

"Well, I can't. But the buzzing electricity one is so cool," Peter 2 removed the webbing from where it landed on his shirt, "Try it, Peter," he looked Peter 3's way.

"Nah, I don't think I'm cut out for it. I'm a lot more ticklish than you are."

"Then this is the perfect time to test it out," Peter 1 smirked, trying to hold back any giggle but an excited titter made it out, "Please?"

Peter 3 sighed, "Ugh... you guys are trying to kill me... g'head," he stood up like Peter 2 had done, waiting for the shock of the electricity web.

Peter 1 adjusted the power of the electric shock to its lowest level, like he did for Peter 2, and aimed and shot. Web spewed out, attaching to Peter 3's whole waist in different spots, and then a shriek.

Peter 3 burst out laughing and shrunk to the floor, writhing in ticklishness.

"Wow, he wasn't kidding," Peter 2 smiled wide.

"Stohohop it! Tahahahake it ohohoff! Pehete! Come ohon--ahahaAHA HEY! DUHUDE!"

Peter 1 had jacked up the shock to a two for a split second to see what would happen. When he got his amusement settled, he ceased the shocks and the webbing fell around to the floor, motionless.

Peter 3 sat up and immediately starting prying the web matter off of him, "O-Okahay... yeah, no, we're never doing that again."

Peter 1 and 2 laughed.

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Spiderman NWH please 😊

I always wanted brothers.

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"I always wanted brothers."

"We know," Peter 1 and 2 said in sync.

Peter 3 blushed and ruffled through his own hair, smiling bashfully, "See, now you guys are making fun of me."

"No way!"

"Never!"

"Yeah! Cuz you're all 'oh he's so lonely'."

Peter 1 actually started to laugh at that, "Whehen have either of us said anything that remotely sounds like we're mocking you?"

"I think we're onto something, actually," Peter 2 chimed in, "We're bickering. Like brothers."

Peter 3 huffed.

The other two Peters exchanged a look. Peter 3's tingle sensed it a millisecond after and he narrowed his eyes.

"No. Guys," they slowly approached, "No!"

Peter 3 was wrestled down and attacked with tickles from the older and younger Peter. Cackles flowed freely and each new zap to a new spot sent the three Peters into cacophonied laughter. Because they were bonding. And having fun. And yeah, you know what? They were brothers now.

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“…don’t you dare.”

(Peter 3 to Peter 2)

I haven't touched the ones sitting in my inbox since starting my Encanto fic, so I'll now be getting to some of these. Thank you for your patience.

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"... don't you dare."

"Oh, I dare," Peter 2 responded with a funny quirk of his eyebrow and a grin spreading across his lips.

Both Peters sat still and stiff, as if they were trying to out-wait the other's spider senses for movement detection.

It was Peter 2 who made the first move and Peter 3 turned out to not be as quick as he hoped against a mirror Spider-Man. He was pulled back onto the couch and wrists were bundled up in one of Peter 2's hands.

"Make that noise again," Peter 2 teased, using his free hand to stroke one finger up and down Peter 3's side.

"St-Stohop!" Peter 3 whined and he twisted and wriggled like a worm on a hook. It didn't help when his captor dug two fingers into the space between his bottommost ribs. Peter 3 yelped.

"You're almost there. Not quite like that, though, it was more squeaky..." Peter 2 contemplated before scratching all his fingers up Peter 3's ribs, approaching the other's armpits. Peter 3's arms that sat in front of him, wrists pinned, jerked suddenly and hard, pulling back to try and shield his armpits.

"Squ-Squeaky!?" Peter 3 choked out, offended.

"Yeah. Hold still," Peter 2 fully straddled his variant and lifted those wrists up over his head, without much protest, believe it or not. Hm.

"Duhude! Dude, no, come on, Pete. Dohon't, I just flinched before, that's all!"

"You're not making a good case for yourself," Peter 2 said with his innocent-as-ever smile and look on his face. A nice guy til the end.

The minute Peter 3 felt fingers stroking up and down and in circles into his armpits, he was done for. He was shrieking and snorting, and making any other fathomable embarrassing noise.

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If you’re still doing the five first sentences, how about lee Antonio and ler Mirabel with “C’mon where’s that smile?” Hope you’re doing well and these little fics are so cute! 💖

A/N: So kind of you, thank you!! Also I'm sorry this one is actually very short, I didn't think I could write this dynamic comfortably.

Send me an ask with the first sentence of a fanfic and I’ll write the next five...

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"C'mon, where's that smile?"

Mirabel scooped up her little cousin and nuzzled into his thick head of hair. Antonio was immediately caught off guard and easily giggled. Mirabel added some wiggling fingers into her hug and Antonio squealed, kicking his legs. His laugh had always been one of MIrabel's favorite things. It brought her joy and she always felt better herself after hearing it. She also happened to know Antonio loved to laugh.