rthstewart | Three Sentence Ficathon

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Three Sentence Ficathon

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.

And here, have some icons!

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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Trevor

"Lina!" Trevor shouted, eyes wide, and dove, snatching his baby sister up and rolling across the floor as a glass flask filled with a brilliantly blue potion hit the floor where she had stood, innocently tugging at the runner on the table.

He flinched as a few shards of glass struck his back and one cheek, flames spreading across the floor in a rapidly-widening swathe behind them, but Lina was held safe on his other side - though she was pale and her eyes wet with frightened tears.

"Papa, Mama," Trevor cried, running for the library doors, "there's-" He was interrupted by his mother bursting into the room, shoving them both out the doors behind her as she ran for the ominous flames.

~

Sypha

"Sypha! Oh, oh, what has happened? Are you all right, my child?"

Sypha looked up at Grandfather and smiled, carefully shaping her hands again and-

Grandfather's mouth dropped open as another section of the broad fallen tree trunk blocking their road burst into smoke and fire and a thousand flying splinters, and then he scooped her up and hugged her tight, calling her a wonder, and Sypha giggled happily.

~

Adrian

Adrian frowned determinedly, carefully tipping a narrow glass tube over a wider-necked flask, dripping its contents in a little at a time as they sizzled and bubbled into the clear liquid in the flask.

"Ah, ah, my little one," Father said evenly, big hands wrapping around Adrian's waist and snatching him up off the study table before vaulting rapidly up to stand on the ceiling, "I believe we have spoken about unwarily poking into your mother's experiments?"

Adrian opened his mouth to protest, then jumped, eyes widening, as the worktable below suddenly disappeared with a crashing boom into a cloud of blue-green smoke.

The Tick, Dot/Overkill, First kiss

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure, Bruno Buccellati, Threatening

Star Trek TNG, Spot, the warmest place to sleep

Arthur looked around the bizarre surroundings with raised brows, then turned a dubious and rather unfairly accusatory look upon Merlin.

"Look, it's not my fault," Merlin protested, gesturing out the window at the field of stars and the rest of the small fleet of evacuation ships, "England may always call upon their Once and Future King, you swore it - we swore it - and these people may have left Earth behind but they call this England and they brought their land and even our castles with them!"

"Then it seems we have work to do." Arthur said with a tiny smile; the dubious look in his eyes remained, but he gave a firm nod and his jaw tightened in the determined cast Merlin had seen so many times before.

ahaha oh man this is delightful!

i was going to do something fun, probably around Serra, but the previous Elibe ill is already fun and i got the idea for this instead

"Why am I always—always losing family," her voice is rough, her words weighted with unshed tears, and at another time she might feel guilty for it, "first my p-parents, then Lloyd and Linus, and now Uncle Legault – and even S-So—" a sob wracks through her, cutting her off, "why does no-one want me, is it—what’s wrong with me, am I – she said – I’m trash, isn't it – isn't that why everyone leaves ?"

"I’ll stay," Jaffar murmurs. His arm is warm around her, and Nino lets her head fall against him, and lets herself cry.

Killing Eve, Villanelle/Eve, Take This Waltz

Mad Max Fury Road, Furiosa/Max, calming

Yeah, that sounds... par for the course. ^^;

Good choice on having Ino swear, too. She definitely does.

"We're Drift Compatible." Sokka said faintly, fingers tightening on his staff as he looked across into fiery golden eyes.

Zuko's good eye narrowed as he glared back, his thin mouth twisting, and Sokka was torn between the instinctive impulse to quail and the bolder side of him that had been getting him into shit since he was tiny telling him to make Zuko back down.

"You got a problem with that, jerkface?" Sokka demanded, because he'd never been great at suppressing that side of himself, and then nearly stumbled in shock as Zuko's lips quirked into an almost-smile and he inclined his head to Sokka.

Biggles, Biggles/Algy Codependency

Squee! Also, hahahahahahahaha.

your palemate really isn’t helping by constantly flipping red on you.
peak Damien.

...*still squeeing*

It seemed appropriate. >.>

It just would have sounded wrong without the swearing. XD

Daraya introduces Tyzias to the jades’ archives, trying very hard to look nonchalant about it but looking mostly nervous instead.

“▲ It’s not much ▼,” she warns, and it certainly doesn’t look like much—a couple of bookshelves, a handful of files, and, in a corner, a pile that seems to be made of the entire Soldier Purrbeasts series—but that’s the thing Daraya doesn’t understand yet: it doesn’t need to be much, it just needs to be the right person in the right place, doing the right thing.

“its enough,” Tyzias decides, because it will have to be.

Edited 2018-12-14 15:45 (UTC)

The Terror, any, God lies in all realms

Warren shuddered as he flaked sooty ice free of his cuffs, then just shed the jacket and let it fall to the floor, rubbing his face on the way to the shower. The heat was already cranked as high as it would go - hot enough to be torture for anyone without his gifts - and he basked in the spray as he thawed out, still shivering uncomfortably.

He stayed in the shower until he was hot all through and actually starting to feel a bit waterlogged, thinking dark thoughts about seasonal villains, before he finally left it and dried off, pulling on a fresh pair of blessedly clean, comfortably worn jeans and a loose tank top.

Zuko is not good at lying to people and he is only good at acting when he's not stressed (and nothing about today is not stressful, he can't even count on his life not being in danger - he recalled troops two days ago and already there's been an assassination attempt), but one thing he's good at is lying to himself - that his father loves him, that a thirteen-year-old boy with no depth perception and a shaky grasp of firebending basics could capture and hold a hundred-and-eight-year-old Avatar, that it's better to side with his sister who always lies and go home than to stay with his uncle who had always tried to make home a person instead of a place -

That a sixteen-year-old who'd been banished twice could be Fire Lord.

It's actually lucky, in a way, that Katara hasn't been able to heal the lightning wound completely; Zuko lets the pain ground him in the here-and-now rather than the uncertain future, locks the truth of things away so he can't think about it and remember and then tells himself yes I can be Fire Lord, and puts on a smile for Aang, for the Fire Sages, for the whole multi-colored crowd that turned out for a teenaged boy's coronation; he won't let them see how scared he is.

Roberto looks from the helmet on the desk --the battered old thing, long since decommissioned by the look of it-- to Saul's somber expression, to Hiraga's, warming as his smile spreads.

He takes Roberto's hand in his.

"I can think of no finer partner to have, and" he tells him, "I can think of no reason why we should not be."

Oooh this is quite lovely

Oh, Zuko, yowch . . . but so painfully true to Zuko's character, too. Both the lying-to-himself and the put on a show for the sake of others. And his litany of remembered lies to himself/mistakes. . . *winces* Poor broody fireball.

Oh gosh, this is so great. It warms my soul, especially bringing the Styx into it! <3

OUCH

Thanks for breaking my heart in every way I wanted. This is lovely and I love how you trace the history between them from (literally!) the dawn of their lives.

Thank you~ I adore devoted, understanding relationships. <3

Oh this is lovely! I laughed a bit at his flames getting redder; poor Hades. Wonder what Demeter made of that. :)

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Three Sentence Ficathon

Children are Disasters (x3)

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King Again (BBC's Merlin)

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Fire Emblem, FE7

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Re: Responsibility Deluge (Naruto)

Compatibility and Confrontation (Avatar: the Last Airbender)

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Re: > Mary Sue: Vacillate

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Hiveswap; Daraya & Tyzias

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Defrosting (Sky High)

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Re: Pacific Rim; any - Vatican Miracle Examiner, Roberto+Hiraga, priests punching monsters

Re: Home

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Re: Wait For Me

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Re: Wait For Me

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