The Ramblings Of A Creature Of Hobbit

So I lied once more. But I think this really might be my last lot of fills for the 3 sentence ficathon since I have a long list of other fics to work through, not to mention my series which is taking on a life of its own, already getting longer than I thought and I recently completely changed direction about something after last week's OUAT episode. eternal_moonie, if I take on any more you really will have to restrain me. Or go straight to shooting me at this point.

So these are the last fills:

For silvr_dagger, any fandom, cursed blade (filled with The Originals)

Rebekah plunged the white oak stake into Klaus’s chest, thinking as she did of all the times Klaus had not allowed her to be happy – with Stefan, with Marcel, with Matt, and now it was time for her to get her own back.

She watched as Klaus fell to his knees before her, allowed herself one moment of satisfaction before she heard Freya scream, watched Elijah clutch his chest, felt the stab of pain in her own.

“I linked you all,” Freya explained, “to prevent the prophecy coming true, so none would fall by family, but you have just wiped out all three bloodlines by stabbing him.


For silvr_dagger, Finnick/Annie, stormy skies


“She will be strong,” Mags said as the Gamemakers announced to the mentors that they planned to shake things up by bringing in a manufactured storm, “she is from District 4, and an excellent swimmer.”

Logically, Finnick knew that she was right. Yet as he watched the stormy skies begin to take shape, he prayed that Annie would be safe out there in the arena.


For profshallowness, Harry Potter, Dolores Umbridge, when I turn 17, I'll...

Few people knew that in her Hogwarts days, Dolores Umbridge had fallen for a Muggle born.

When he left her for one of his own kind, Dolores pretended not to care, but dreamed of the day when she could pay the two of them back, for no one treated Dolores Umbridge that day and got away with it.

When she turned seventeen, the age of majority, she vowed she would set out on her path to join the Ministry, to draft legislation against the Muggle borns, half bloods and half breeds of the world, the werewolves and anyone who was not pure blood like her, and they would rue the day they ever crossed her.


For silvr_dagger, The Hunger Games, any Victor / or & any Victor(s), we're on each other's team


In that moment it no longer mattered that Chaff and Haymitch represented different districts, were mentoring different tributes.

Their friendship had carried them through all those years of mentoring tributes in the full knowledge they were being sent to certain death, and they no longer saw themselves as on different sides, but as friends working together.

So Chaff authorised District 11’s gift to go to Katniss, in the spirit of harmony between the districts, and it was that day they agreed, with Mags and Finnick, Johanna and Beetee, that they would all work together to bring down the Capitol.

Title: He's Like The Son I Might Have Known, If God Had Granted Me A Son
Fandom: The Hunger Games
Characters: Mags, Finnick, Plutarch, Johanna, Beetee, Wiress, Chaff, Haymitch, Seeder.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Spoilers for Catching Fire and slightly for Mockingjay.
Notes: Title is from the song Bring Him Home from Les Miserables.
Summary: As the rebels go over the plans for the 75th Hunger Games, Mags vows to do whatever it takes to protect Finnick as well as Katniss and Peeta.

( The summers die, one by one, how soon they fly, on and on, and I am old and will be gone )