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.

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[sandrine]

Burnt, Adam/Reece, morning-after pancakes

[little_lady_d]

Hamlet/Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead, Rosencrantz & or / Guildenstern, glögg

[adaeze]

When you've once learned to spy, it's a hard habit to break. When you've once agreed to betray a friend, it's hard to learn that he's betrayed you. So when the Ambassador arrives, too late, it's to complain that Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead drunk.

[little_lady_d]

Persona 5, Akechi/Protagonist, life will change

[little_lady_d]

Hadestown, any, mood indigo

[ernest]

Eurydice can’t understand how his ring always stays indigo like nothing could ever
ruffle him, while her heart jangles like a train that refuses to pull into the station.

True, they had Summer once and the rain was not a thing to be feared, but he must know that snow is different and he’ll catch cold if he’s not careful.

She finally lays her in the earth and is dead to the world, in a way: her ring turns black as the tomb, and is all he finds of her once he finally goes looking.

[sholio]

Agent Carter, Peggy/Jack/Daniel, camera

[sholio]

Agent Carter, Jack + any, trying to get decent pizza in Los Angeles

[booksarelife]

"Jack, where's Peggy? She was supposed to be back at the office two hours ago."
"Getting pizza, Danny boy"
"Get- pizza? Jack! What are you talking about?"
"I'm not eating any more crap hospital food, and she was here and asked what I would eat, and I said I'd eat decent pizza, but apparently Los Angeles doesn't know how to make pizza properly, and I think by this point she's trying to prove something."
"Next time you're going to borrow my best agent for several hours, please let me know so I can find something for Samberly to do that involves long experiments with no reporting to anyone involved."
"Do you know any decent pizza places?"
"There are lots Jack, you're just a pizza snob."

[sholio]

Any fandom, any characters, mood lighting

Mutually Assured Destruction (Homestuck)

[edenfalling]

"So, cards on the table, anything said here will never leave this room, blah blah whatever," Terezi said as she dropped carelessly into a chair opposite Rose in the meteor lab's library. "What bullshit side effect did you get as the booby prize in the Seer package?"

Rose eyed her counterpart warily, then figured she might as well share; after all, if a fellow Seer (and occasional Dave-wrangler) couldn't understand, who in the multiverse possibly could? "Mood lighting," she said. "Appropriate to whatever sort of drama or nonsense is about to occur, occasionally with individual spotlights to pick out specific people's intentions or states of mind. It's annoying, distracting, and has caused Kanaya to assume I have some idiosyncratic form of color-blindness. You?"

"Text boxes," Terezi said, folding her arms on the table and propping her chin on her crossed wrists. "Did I ask to get constant peeks at people's shitty internal monologues, complete with non-sequiturs, tortured rationalizations, and a slew of intrusive thoughts I could have gone my entire life without knowing? No I did not. Did I get them anyway? Yes I did. They don't even have the decency to smell appetizing; the backgrounds are a particularly stale shade of yellow."

Rose raised her eyebrows. "Do I want to know what my text box says at the moment?"

Terezi countered with another question: "How masochistic are you feeling?"

"I see. Then I won't mention your lighting effects, either," Rose said. "On an almost but not entirely unrelated note, have you Seen anything useful about our arrival in the scratched session lately?"

Terezi dropped her face into the gap between her arms. "Ugh. No. You?"

"Alas, no."

Terezi made an indecipherable noise of frustration and the ambient purple light over her shoulders shifted further toward gray, darkening and desaturating in a mix of anger and depression. Then she lifted her head and grinned like she didn't have a care in the world. "Great conversation, very productive!" she said. "If you tell anyone--"

"You'll hang me? But why? We haven't spoken in days," Rose said.

Terezi's grin didn't change, but her lighting shifted a few points back toward full saturation. "I knew there was a reason I like you. Also, ask Kanaya on a date already. There is only so much mutual pining I can stand to read."

She swept out of the library before Rose could muster a reply.

[neverseenher]

Critical Role, Beau & Fjord, don't let them see you cry

[neverseenher]

PJO, Reyna/Piper, salt in the wound

Spoilers for Trials of Apollo.

[countlessuntruths]

By the time Reyna gets there, Piper is empty of tears and a hollow ache has settled in the place where her heart should be; the only emotion she is left with is anger and she has nowhere to place it.

She gets ready for a fight: prepares for the recriminations that are sure to come, the reminders that she is nothing but Aphrodite's daughter, that she should have never even attempted to be a warrior, why did she ever thought she could protect the people she loved (the guy she desperately, painfully adores) when everyone knows that love causes pain and grief and despair.

Piper gets ready, but when Reyna reaches her, there is no anger there, not towards her: instead in her dark eyes there's the same kind of pain that Piper knows is in her own.

[neverseenher]

Critical Role, Beauregard, "I'll do whatever you say"

[(Anonymous)]

Any, any, "let's never speak of it again."

Fill: Fairytale - The Frog Prince

[syrena_of_the_lake]

The first words out of his mouth were hardly romantic, and the rest of him hardly corrected the impression: his mouth still looked a little too wide, his knees turned out to the sides, and his eyes looked unnervingly in different directions — and, needless to say, his voice croaked.

The girl wondered whether the prince had always looked like a frog, and if the stories only made him out to be handsome and courteous because he was a prince.

“If that’s your attitude,” she retorted, “then that’s fine by me, and I won’t tell a soul — but you’ll have a hard time explaining where you’ve been all this time... and why you have webbed feet.”

[(Anonymous)]

Any, any, a bad idea from the start

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.

[(Anonymous)]

Any, any, "Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

Critical Role

[neverseenher]

"Well, you know what they say," Beau drawls, sliding a mug (of milk) over to Jester, "misery loves company, right?"

Jester frowns, muttering, "You being horny and sad doesn't make me any less horny and sad, actually. It kind of makes me even sadder... and hornier?"

[(Anonymous)]

Any, any, not on the menu

Hatoful Boyfriend

[reccyls]

"Cooooooo!?! Cooooo!" ("No pudding?! You dare to call yourself a respectable establishment without serving pudding!?")

"Okosan, please calm down, everybirdie's staring!"

[(Anonymous)]

Any, any, beer and hot wings

SPN, Jack & his dads

[(Anonymous)]

"Can wings get hot?" Jack asks Cas with that wide-eyed earnestness that first endeared him to Sam, and that even Dean's vastly unnecessary "Well, what goes for chicks..." cannot spoil. "Can yours?"

The ghost of burnt and blackened wings hovers above their heads for the next second's tick; but before it has plummeted to a tock, Dean is pushing a beer mug into Cas's hand and Sam is asking Jack if he's tried a Dr. Pepper yet, no, no further spice involved, and their family evening is back to full gusto mood.

[(Anonymous)]

Any, any, getaway

Important Visitor (ATLA)

[kalira]

"But- But I don't have time to just drop everything and go . . . anywhere!" Zuko said, striding across the room and back heavily.

"Cool it, Sparky," Toph interrupted, sticking out one hand to stop him as he moved past her, "you're showing an important Earth Kingdom visitor around. You never know," she added, snorting and lifting her jaw, "I might be very offended if you refuse to see to it personally."

Zuko was silent for a moment, standing beside her, then laughed, clasping her hand to draw her out of her chair and up to her feet; Toph let him without offense, being as it was him. "Of course you're right, Lady Bei Fong," he said dryly, slipping away just a beat too quick to be caught as Toph punched towards him, "where would you like to go first?"

[ernest]

Academia, text/marginalia, here be dragons

I'm keeping up with the age-old TSF tradition of personifying concepts, and you can't stop me

an attempt at something lovecraftian

[acequeenking]

[this went in a weird direction, sorry! I sure hope Academia is like...the concept, and not a show actually about academics studying dragons, or like...dragon academics]

I heard once, from those who claimed to know better, that people in medieval manuscripts pointing were sarcastic judgments of former scribes, judgments of masters long-dead for leaving out lines, making spelling mistakes, and the like; I always got mad at this notion; be cautious of prescribing modern beliefs to the ancients, I'd said, and they'd rolled their eyes because I was but a mere woman, what did I know that could compare to the great, male inheritance of Jove?

But I saw the patterns they missed; the elucidations that left out greater truths, the letters a,l,e,t,h, and i absconded from various texts, taken from potent words to offer you glory; cut for tribute that, reassembled, resembled nothing so much as an endless spiral of words, of letters, formed into scales, sacrificed into a mouth that breathed the fires that once forged humanity.

Oh darling, horrible Goddess, judge not them too harshly those who mock the loyal servants who procured your scales; when you cleanse this world in fire, let us dissolve in your firey breath, let our ashes coat your truth-bearing glory as we rise, ever upward, pointing toward a truth no blind jovian gaze can hide.

[runespoor]

Magical Diary: Wolf Hall, any, expectations!

[(Anonymous)]

Black Sails, any, internet piracy

[syrena_of_the_lake]

“So there we were,” said Silver (and Flint was rolling his eyes already), “the ship struggling against the wind of regulations, fighting to turn bow-first into the wave of data, when Billy was swept overboard” (and now Flint was avoiding his gaze, curioser and curiouser). “All the bootleg treasure in the world wouldn’t help the ship stay upright, and HMS Copyright was patrolling the coast, so streaming into the Bay was out of the question.”

“Spare me the suspense, Silver — if we sank along with the Napster then we wouldn’t very well be here now, would we?” Flint shoved his stool away from the bar in disgust, and Silver shrugged philosophically; now the fangirls’ attention was all his, if he could only reclaim it...

“... so there we were, caught in the biggest torrent I’ve ever seen...”

[nyctanthes]

Any, any, "let the law pronounce its petty assertions, they've been outsmarted by a couple of urchins"

[adaeze]

Narnia & Spinning Silver, Jadis & the Staryk King, No sun, no moon, no proper time of year

[adaeze]

Spinning Silver, the unnamed quick-thinking maidservant at the end, a fire on the hearth

[runespoor]

Any, any, you like me most when I'm least like you

Innocence (Hellsing)

[kalira]

Seras hesitated; part of her wanted to step up the way that both Master and Sir Integra suggested that she should, but. . . It wasn't who she had always felt she truly was - and Master had stopped pushing quickly, teased her but let her stay tethered to him and protected her as though she were a child and. . .

"Stop fussing, little police girl," Master slipped out of the shadows near her desk, patting her head, "you'll grow up when you are ready to free yourself." he said with a glint to his wicked smile that looked rather like fondness, despite his disdain for weak, lesser vampires.

any fandom, any m/m or f/f, "The straights are at it again"

[(Anonymous)]

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greek mythology, Athena/Artemis

[acequeenking]

"Did you hear about Hera's latest?" Artemis says, carefully sipping from a cup of potent wine that Athena has refilled without her asking.

"What sort of poor creature has she transformed father's paramour into this time?" Athena asks, laying out a card; Artemis slams her hand down on it, but with surprising gentleness, to the point that anyone come along would almost-but-not-quite swear they were playing at holding hands, not cards.

"A cow," Artemis replies, shaking her head, but she does not move her hand.

* * *

"Our mad uncle has made off with our spring-time sister; dragged her down with him to the underworld, it seems," Athena says by way of greeting her at home, tossing a delicious salad with surprising grace.

"Is it wrong I am perhaps, relieved, that he chose Persephone? I am glad it was not me...nor you; he's always been so boring, you know?" She asks; father has been trying to match his eldest brother up with one of his many daughters for centuries, and certainly, she imagines Athena had as many reservations at being kept perpetually in uncle's never-ending gloom and doom as she does.

"I feel bad for Persephone as well -- but better her than us...and he'd have quite a reckoning if he dared to think he could choose you," Athena says, sliding one taunt arm over hers as she hands her a fresh salad on one of their twin plates, and Artemis smiles at the familiar feel of home in another woman's hands.

***

"Your Apollo is singing to a tree," Athena says, raising an eyebrow as her twin very noisily murders a lyre, giving worship to a dead-and-disinterested dryad, and even Artemis has to agree, it's pretty embarrassing. "Is he always so loud in protesting his love who do not want it?"

"Always, I'm afraid; I certainly prefer a ...quieter paramour," she says, eyes sparkling with moonlight wickedness; Athena captures her mouth as swiftly as she sacks a city, and Apollo babbles on, completely missing the point.

any, any, feeling alienated by religion

[(Anonymous)]

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Fill: Tales of Symphonia, Colette

[runespoor]

Colette was born the Chosen, and as the Chosen she was raised. Her life isn't her own, she's always known that; her father and grandmother fed her and sheltered her, but she wasn't to talk of the mysteries she was taught with them, and they'd refer to her as the Chosen as often as they called her by her name.

On the day an Angel descended from the heavens to send her on her journey, she asked if that meant he was her father, and couldn't help the joy in her heart when he said he was.