Clonecest Five Sentence Fics Master List
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Clonecest Five Sentence Fics Master List
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ThatKanraGirl’s Clonecest Five Sentence Fics
So, I did this in another fandom I was in a few years ago, and it went over really well. Since I want to start getting in the habit of writing and posting everyday again, I thought this would be a fun activity to try out.
It works like this: you send me a message to my ask box (not in the messenger; to get to the ask box, simply go to my url and type /ask at the end of it). In your message, include a pairing (since this is clonecest based, it has to be a clonecest pairing) and a word. Any word will do. From there, I will write a five sentence fic and post it.
Examples:
Codex; mystery Echo/Fives; ferris wheel
You get the idea.
If you’re unsure if I’ll do a certain clonecest pairing, don’t hesitate to ask. Chances are I will, but if you want to be sure, I’m always available for questions.
Now, go forth!
Hardcase/Crys; gone
His eyes scan the bodies, the faces of the men who were still standing after the face-off between the five hundred and first and the two hundred and twelfth, but he doesn’t see Hardcase.
He climbs over them, looks for the familiar markings on his face, his armor, but there’s nothing, like he wasn’t even there.
Someone, Rex, he thinks, puts a hand on his shoulder, and he can somehow tell Rex knows something he doesn’t.
“I’m so sorry,” he says, but that’s it, no other explanation, and frankly, Crys doesn’t need it. Hardcase is gone, and he wishes beyond the stars that someone had pulled the trigger on him in the firefight so he could see him again.
I'm bored so send me a ship and I rank them on a scale of how much I like them or not.
Hardcrys; beautiful
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It isn’t often that Hardcase gets to wake up on his own to sunlight streaming in through the window. Rarer still is waking up next to a head of golden hair attached to the muscular figure of the man he loves basking in the sunbeams as they reached through the glass and cover him in light.
Hardcase smiles, sits up, and takes a moment to appreciate how lucky he is in this moment, that some deity or will of the force blessed him with being present in this exact moment in time. He runs a hand over Crys’s back, stirring him awake enough to be graced with a sleepy smile brighter than any supernova he’s ever seen.
“Good morning, Beautiful.”
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Send me a clonecest pairing and a word, and I’ll write you a Five Sentence Fic.
Current Fics in queue: 20
For the 5 sentence fic asks: Hardcase/Crys; flowers
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When Crys cracks his eyes open for the first time since landing on this flowery planet, he’s only half surprised to see that one, Hardcase is already sitting beside him, and two, that he’s already got his hands on something. It’s common for him to sneak into the 212th tents when they’re on missions together and sit with him until he wakes. “Whatcha got there?” Crys asks with a soft, sleepy smile when he spots a small pile of white flowers in Hardcase’s lap.
“You’ll see,” he replies cheekily, then grins as he holds up the finished product, a crown of sorts, from what Crys can gather before it’s placed on his head.
“I knew white would be a good color on you,” Hardcase smiles brightly before kissing the tip of his nose and wandering out of the tent, leaving Crys to blink the confusion from his face and the his blush in the sorry excuse he had for a pillow.
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Send me a clonecest pairing and a word, and I’ll write you a Five Sentence Fic.
Current Fics in queue: 4