Three Sentence Ficathon

[rthstewart]

UPDATE! EDIT!
 We're running into the Dreamwidth comment limits so all new prompts should be posted here Keep responding to and filling already posted prompts here, but all new ones should go to the new thread!

Someone did this banner for me a couple of years ago.  It's great, isn't it?  If it was you, please step up and take a bow!
It was st_aurafina!   Thank you again!


caramelsilver ran one last year on Livejournal and I did two over here a few years ago. We'll keep it open until January 31, 2019 which should give everyone time to play a little. This is a delightful part of the online fandom community.


What is the 3 Sentence Ficathon?
This is a challenge where you answer a prompt with a fic consisting of only three sentences. It's open to all fandoms and you can post and answer as many prompts as you like, as many times as you want.

What do I do first?
You post prompts! When posting a prompt please format it this way:

fandom, character(s), prompt word/sentence.

Only one prompt per comment please.  So, for example,

Star Wars, Obi-Wan Kenobi, I don't like sand."

What else?
You answer other posters' prompts in three sentences (or more if you can't stop yourself) and fill as many prompts as you want, as many times as you wish. If you see that a prompt you loved has already been filled, go ahead and fill it again! Multiple fills of the same prompt are allowed and even encouraged!  (We get really fun stories going this way).

Can I still post if I need more than 3 sentences?  Or should I just abuse grammar in ways the English language never contemplated?
Yes.  Yes.


But I'm not a member of Dreamwidth
No problem. You can comment anonymously or through open ID

Can anyone play?
Yes! Please signal boost this to your flist, followers, and any other places you frequent. Come one, come all!
The more people who come and play, the better!

Can I spread the word? 
Yes, please.  I'd love to create a nifty banner with an embed code but I fail at it.  So if you create one, I'll post it and everyone can use it.

How long will it go?
Tentatively, we'll close it on January 31, 2019. 

Are there any rules about cross-posting?
Nope, you can post wherever you want, whenever you want. A lot of folks collected their responses together and posted them on AO3 under the 3 sentence fiction tag. 3SFs are a terrific prompt for remixes and could be helpful for Yuletide bears, too.

What about spoilers, content warnings, triggers, pairings, ratings, tags, and squick?
I thought about this.  It wasn't an issue the last 2 times I ran this but times change.  In my experience, this typically gets too big, moves too fast, and the stories are too short for content warnings and ratings. You should assume spoilers are fair game and that the initial poster and responder have opted to use no content warnings or tags. I've found personally that I can skim by stuff that, from the prompt, I can tell isn't my favorite flavor of delicious cake. Use your best judgment and be prepared to skip over things that aren't your thing.


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I'll start things off...

Edit to add on 12/18/2018 Please check out this update here. And this friending meme if you're so inclined here.

Comments

[candlesinthewell]

Any, any, off the path and into the woods

[froggydarren]

She barely remembers this incarnation of herself, though she does know so many other details. This one, she made herself forget about until it was time, until she needed to make this one jump to see herself, until she had to see them one last time.

"Who are you?" Mel asks, looking at her like she's a stranger.

River feels like one, here and now, even though she knows she's been here before - she's looking at the proof of that: herself.

[froggydarren]

whoops, badly read prompt. edited to fit

He didn't think, after everything, that it would be this town that he'd come back to and settle in for good.

There were so many painful memories, so much loss, so little to draw him back.

But here he is, looking at his husband standing in his father's kitchen -- his face lit up with joy and his hand flying around as he's talking -- and he knows that this, despite everything else that lingers here, is home.

Teen Wolf, Derek (implied Derek/Stiles)

[froggydarren]

He didn't look at the things in the vault before, but he has time now and no need to search for anything specific. There are albums with photographs and journals spanning generations of Hales, old artifacts and family recipes that someone at some point decided to keep safe.

But there are boxes of things that are closer to home -- his first drawing from school, Cora's stuffed teddy that she wouldn't part with for years, Laura's first driving license, Talia's wedding ring -- and it's not until hours later that Stiles finds him there, still looking through them, his heart aching but full.

[lady_katana4544]

On AO3

Natasha stares quietly at the rumpled bedsheets and stifles a sigh with a sip from her glass of water that she'd gotten up to get.

It'd been a mistake to fall into bed with Stark and Strange, but it would probably be one of the best mistakes that she had ever made as she watches both men doze in their shared bed.

Right up there with not following orders to kill Clint for the Red Room and joining Shield. Gently, she moves them around with only mild complaints from either of them before settling in between them on the soft mattress.

[myrcellabaratheon]

Thank you so muck! I loved this <3333

Teen Wolf, Derek, Stiles

[froggydarren]

He finds Stiles where the wolfsbane spiral was once upon a time, surrounded by symbols dug into the ground around him, cold wind whistling through the trees. Derek breathes in, checks for scents and signs that he shouldn't cross lines and he finds none.

As he picks Stiles up to carry him back to the car and into town, he hears the faint and weak whisper, words that he didn't let himself believe.

"There'a a way to bring them all back, every one. I'm gonna make it happen."

Derek doesn't ask, doesn't need to. He just hopes he's not going to lose Stiles in the process.

Re: Teen Wolf, Derek (implied Derek/Stiles)

[candlesinthewell]

This is really lovely, and so full of nostalgia— perfect atmosphere for this prompt.

Fill: Fallen London, The Iron Republic (i.e., a place where laws literally do not apply)

[candlesinthewell]

Day One: A peculiar place, the Iron Republic — inhabited by revolutionaries, devils, university students, devils, ambulatory blurs of light and heat, bees, and devils; in that regard, much like a more confusing Benthic, only here one might spend the day debating the nature of reality not with intoxicated undergraduates, but with the equally intoxicated concept of the nature of reality itself; reality, one notes, cannot hold its liquor, which I suspect explains rather a lot.

Day Nine: Now that time has ceased running backwards and the alphabet no longer attempts to squirm away from my pen, I may jot down with a certain degree of irritation that my favorite waistcoat has been damaged by today’s rain of fish scales, violet ink, and lemon juice, with available replacements prone to whistling vexing popular melodies, offering unsolicited financial advice (lost two-hundred echoes on waistcoat-encouraged investment in imaginary weather device), and combustion; I begin to grow nostalgic for Law.

Day Fifteen Six Twenty-Nine Uncertain: Soul sold, regained, lost in bet, regained again, stolen by bees, found again unexpectedly in bird’s nest made of glass needles and childhood memories (not mine – date back to Second City; river, sun... crocodiles?), may not be one I started out with — but I am no worse the wear for it, if one discounts the spontaneous flashes of magnetism and the craving for cucumber-and-irrational-number flavored custard, and indeed I feel I may have gotten the better of the exchange; in any case, this place is not without its charms, and — despite absence of custard — I am increasingly tempted to stay.

Quieting Madara (Naruto; MadaTobi)

[kalira]

"You know, you can be surprisingly attractive when you're shouting." Tobirama said almost idly, in a brief pause for breath in the middle of Madara's rant.

His eyes widened and he whirled on Tobirama, barely noticing Hashirama's slack-jawed gaping. "What- I- Is that supposed to make me feel better? This proposal is trash!" he bellowed, shaking the scroll.

"No. . ." Tobirama rose and moved towards Madara with a slight smile and a raise of his eyebrow. "It was supposed to make you be quiet for a moment," he paused as Madara drew a deep breath, practically puffing up with temper, he knew, then dropped a quick kiss on Madara's lips, making him freeze, "and it's true." Tobirama finished almost playfully, and then he was gone, slipping out the door while Madara was still trying to catch up with what he had done.

[lady_katana4544]

♥ ♥ ♥

[candlesinthewell]

Oooh, very nice!

It's always the same with him, Auron thinks. As if death and war were nothing, just a mere inconvenience. But what about love? He doesn't ask.

I love this line in particular — it really shows not only Braska’s serenity, but how it might come across from the outside, to someone who worries about and loves him.

Bad Idea (Naruto; MadaTobi) (warning: hatesex)

[kalira]

"I hate you." Madara half-snarled into his ear in time with a harsh thrust that shot lightning through his body, and Tobirama bit back a cry, head slamming into the wall. "This has always been a bad idea, between us."

Tobirama couldn't quite catch a soft whine before it escaped him, but he wound his hands in Madara's hair and yanked, and Madara's low, choked groan covered the sound. "Well, even I have to have a few of them." he returned roughly, tightening his thighs around Madara's hips and using his legs to force Madara to thrust harder.

[little_lady_d]

Sunless Sea, the Jewel Turbaned Youth, make-believe

[lady_katana4544]

On AO3

"This seems like a terrible idea."

"Oh come on, Jonathan. I doubt its that bad of a combo color."

Curious, Nancy poked her head out of the study to peer down the hallway into the living room and watched Steve argue with Jonathan. Over what looked like paint cans of orange and blue paints sitting innocently between them, ready to be mixed.

Jonathan aimed a pleading look at her as both of them noticed at the same time, Steve slowly grinned as Nancy watched.

"Hey, Nance! Think you can take a break for a bit? Jon and I could –"

Nancy shook her head and locked the door, snickering into her hands at the silliness of her boys.

Re: Illustrated: the Millennial’s Tale

[nocowardsoul]

LOL!

[sholio]

LOLLLL. Too cute. XD

Teasing Backfire (Naruto; MadaTobi)

[kalira]

"Stop toying with that, it's revolting." Izuna said, half-playfully, tipping his head to where Tobirama was cradling the decorative fan Madara had given him that morning in one hand as he read over some scroll from Uzushio. "The two of you are just sickening in general, I mean honestly."

Tobirama looked up, suddenly sharp, arching an eyebrow at him and Izuna waggled his own in return. "You know I'm fucking your brother," Tobirama said dryly, and Izuna shot upright on the couch, choking, "have been for months, and, hell, I plan to do it again tonight. In your house." he added with a smirk.

Izuna opened and closed his mouth a couple of times, cringing as his too-active imagination provided images he really didn't need. "Thanks," he half-croaked, "I hate it."

[lady_katana4544]

Hehe glad you like it XD

Welcome to PHU, Alaric & Mac

[tryslora]

"You've got to be kidding me. I'll crush you." Alaric towers over Mac by at least a foot, and while she's muscular, he's a football player. There's no way this'll work.

She puts her hands on his shoulders, spins him so his back is to her. "Just do it," she says, and that's her instructor voice, the one that expects him to ask how high when she says jump.

He grumbles out, "Yes, ma'am," just as Pawel yells for them to fall.

His heart stops in the moment between when he tilts backwards and when she catches him, bending at the knees to lower him slowly to the ground rather than take his full weight. He lies there on the mats looking up, her black belt almost touching his face as she crouches over him.

She pats his shoulder, says quietly, "I've got you, Ric." And he figures yeah, maybe she does.

[candlesinthewell]

Your childhood is spent in brightness, surrounded by white flowers and hymns, and not a shadow is ever allowed fall on you, nor a sorrow, nor a scar; even when your mother discovers you playing with two pieces of cutlery – you have decided, in the way of children, that one is a bold guardsman, the other a monster from the terrible lands outside the gates – you are not punished, but gently corrected: it is dangerous, my young one, to go making games of what is not.

.

Fear dreams, the priests of Mihir say, fear snakes, fear smoke, fear the dark, but when ships make port here, they let the Taamas through, carrying their salt-scent and darkness with them; you watch the zailors in the streets sometimes, clustered close and speaking low, and it is blasphemy, but when you see those faces scarred by salt, marked by hunger, you cannot stop yourself from wondering – what dangers shaped them so, and what brought them here to safety, and what terrors (what marvels) might they have seen in the fallen world beyond the light?

.

The Taamas captain’s voice is rough, but when she speaks, it takes on a rhythm like song, and what she speaks of – it isn’t real, it never was, but even as you shiver at the wrongness, you hear truth beneath the lies, like light on the edge of shadow on the edge of light; you listen to her tale, the rise and fall of it like waves in darkness, and as those waves submerge you, every story you never told comes spinning back, and you are changed.

[archersangel]

glad you like it. :-D

Re: Homestuck, Dave Strider

[candlesinthewell]

This is hilarious. I love how you captured the rhythm of Dave’s text, and Rose’s Fascinating. was perfect.

[lady_katana4544]

On AO3

At first, they'd only been together for the thrill of it; on what originally had been a dare by the rest of the team.

The dare was to willing go on an outing with a partner of the same gender and spend time with them on leave for a couple of days only, yet they'd found that they enjoyed their time together.

After a night of partying at some bars together which had been their last night of leave, Carolina woke up to the lovely site of a smiling Niner as the other woman slowly leaned over to kiss her softly.

Stargate: SG-1

[archersangel]

"What did you do?!" Jack yelled over the rumbling of a large stone wall moving. "Nothing!" Daniel yelled back. "I just touched that." He gestured vaguely at a stone carving.

The rumbling stopped, then there was the sound of something very large walking up stone steps.

"RUN!" Jack yelled at Daniel, dragging him out by his vest as he called over his walkie-talkie for Carter & Teal'c to do the same.