Three-Sentence AUs
PersianSlipper asked for McGonagall/Hooch, Muggle World:
Rolanda scowled at the fluttery, florid, impractical skirt Minerva was holding out at her, wondering what in Merlin’s name she’d do if she had to hop on her broom in an emergency.
"Please just put it on, it’s what Muggle women tend to wear."
"Then I think I’d rather be a Muggle gent, thank you very much."
Anonymous asked for Dean/Castiel, Dean Doesn't Love Pie:
"Dean, I found you some warm apple pie." Cas’ voice was rough and deep, but full of pride as he held out the box, knocking Dean out of his reveries of fluffy vanilla sponge and swirled buttercream icing.
Dean’s heart sank slightly, but he smiled as widely as he could and picked up a fork.
Anonymous asked for Bones/Themselves, Middle of a Starship Battle:
Bones careened out of sickbay and into the corridor and slid right into the amorphous grey being, and felt an instant, primal attraction. I don’t have time for this nonsense, he thought to himself, but promptly realised that if he didn’t seize the opportunity, he’d never get another. Boldly, he pressed his lips to where he assumed the featureless alien’s mouth was and felt it tremble against him.
A different Anonymous asked for Chekov/Themselves, Any Situation:
The Enterprise seemed to be filling up with the grey, vaguely humanoid life-forms. Chekov was doing his best to navigate the corridors but with the way he tended to rush around like a gangly ostrich, he was bound to run into one eventually. The moment he touched this one, he found himself wondering why he’d held off for so long and quickly gave in to temptation and kissed the creature enthusiastically.
InternetServiceProvider asked for Tony/Bruce, Coffee Shop:
Bruce scowled at the uncooperative espresso maker, working his way through the calming breathing exercises his therapist had given him when he was startled by a tap on the shoulder.
He spun around and found himself face-to-face with a charismatic, grinning man, all sparkling white teeth and ridiculously groomed facial hair.
"I bet I can fix that for you."
Anonymous asked for Korra/Bolin, 30s Swing Dance:
Korra had been expecting Bolin to be as awkward and clumsy as she was, and she wasn’t sure whether to be disappointed or thrilled when that turned out not to be the case. He moved with the heft befitting an Earthbender, and yet there was an airy grace to his movements, giving him lift and length to balance the focus and solidity of his feet. As he swung her easily into the air, she concentrated all her will into her airbending, hoping it would give her the floaty elegance she’d need to not fall flat on her face and take poor Bolin with her.