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.


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.

Comments

[cornerofmadness]

Angel the Series; Connor; "This is Hell"

[yalumesse]

"You said you wanted to see your family..."

Angel- Dad trailed off as Connor glared at him. This was a badass glare. He'd been practicing. But it didn't work so well when he was stuck wearing what passed for normal guy's clothes in 1730 so Angel's sister and parents (his aunt. his grandparents. what the hell) wouldn't freak out when they knocked on the door.

"Fucking wish granting demons," Connor grumbled. "It itches."

Dad smirked. "Be glad codpieces went out of fashion."

[kalira]

Kamisama Kiss, Tomoe/Akura Ou (or Tomoe & Akura Ou), my past and future

[violsva]

Silk, Cindy Moon, destiny

[thewrongkindofpc]

"You can't stand in the way of FATE, Silk!" the kid yells, homemade costume askew and standing far too close to the ledge, gun trembling in her hand.

There are few things Cindy feels this sure of, but this particular wannabe villain has managed to touch upon one of her greatest certainties: "Yes, I can. And so can you."

Cindy isn't sure how this particular masked figure has become so sure that it's her destiny to do the world harm, but these days, Cindy has very little patience for the idea of a future written in stone - or cement.

[runespoor]

Mo Dao Zu Shi, Jiang Cheng, regrets

Nirvana in Fire, Lin Shu

[toujours_nigel]

Lin Shu/anyone, identity shenanigans

[ilthit]

A Murder Most Unladylike, any, everybody here is a little bit queer

[ilthit]

Kate Shackleton Mysteries, Mrs Sugden, there is some good in this world

[ilthit]

Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, Henry Lascelles, all things beautiful

[ilthit]

Stardust, Ferdy the Fence & Ditchwater Sal, barter

[autumnia]

It was a mutual agreement made between them years ago over a round of drinks at a tavern in the market town -- collect and compare. Ferdy would learn of the rumours whispered by the sky pirates and traders while Sal kept her ears pricked amongst the shopkeepers and buyers back on the ground.

"If you have any information about recently fallen Stars, Sal," he began as the Witch stepped into his office for a private chat, "then I'm ready to make an offer you can't refuse."

[walkthegale]

Critical Role, any, run for your life

[reccyls]

"SIRUS," Kima yells, barely audible over the plume of magma that bursts inches from her nose, "Sirus, don't be a fucking idiot, run!"

The genasi grins and moves his hand as if to wipe away the stream of blood that trickles down his temple--that it also cleans off any trace of his terrified tears is only a bonus. Thordak's shadow looms over him and Dohla's broken body, the molten mess that's left of Ghenn. He ignores Kima and locks eyes with the two mages lingering in the background. Allura feels her hands tremble, not only because of the magic she and Drake are shoving into the fire gem.

"You get this dragon," says Sirus into an unnatural silence, in that half-breath where Thordak rears back before striking. "Get him for us."

[walkthegale]

Critical Role, Beauregard, confessions

[rosage]

"Now it's your turn to tell me something!" Jester says, resting her chin on her pillow with anticipation. Beau mumbles a curse and rubs her neck.

"This is my first sleepover," she says--a safe truth, not too revealing, as silly as she feels, but Jester's nod is all too understanding.

[walkthegale]

Critical Role, Vex/Keyleth, undercover married

[wrecksahlia]

Though it had been her proposal, Keyleth only spends a moment inside the ballroom before regretting every single decision that has led to this colossal mistake.

It’s beautiful, and overwhelming, and vast, and magnificent, but it’s Vex who inspires her regret: Vex who is radiant, and stunning, and bestows magnanimous smiles like this was the life into which she was born.

Keyleth cannot imagine that it makes for a convincing sight, nor who would believe Lady Vex’ahlia’s...wife (Keyleth tries to think, calmly) is the woman on her arm — the one who nearly breaks into interpretive dance five minutes after their arrival, and whose attempts at Gnomish compliments result in a very confused man wondering what it is his hair could possibly have in common with a snail.

Vex has their quarry thoroughly charmed in minutes, and surely everyone in a ten-foot radius as well — through nothing but the sheer force of her charisma, a well-timed smile, and a dress that makes the thought of looking anywhere else impossible.

“That was,” Keyleth begins as they retreat from the dance floor, stops. Starts. “You were — I mean — wow.”

“By which you mean to say you might have chosen the wrong twin after all?” Vex asks, mischievous and bright-eyed with the night’s success; when she leans in to press a lingering kiss to Keyleth’s cheek, Keyleth flushes so thoroughly she stops wondering who might not be convinced at all.

[kalira]

Hikaru no Go, Shindou Hikaru & Fujiwara no Sai, meeting again as equals

[runespoor]

It will take ten thousand years for Hikaru to reach Sai, give or take (or - maybe half that: Hikaru has Akira, after all). And countless games.

Hikaru puts down an opening move that he knows would've made Sai scream, just for fun, and starts working toward infinity.

[dustfinn]

Star Wars, Darth Vader, Duality

[acequeenking]

In the darkness of his chamber, Vader immerses himself in the darkness that is the Sith's trade; silk-threads of blackness, heady, swarm him, and with great difficulty, he breathes without the cursed respirator he has kept as a constant companion for the past two decades.

His breathing is sore, painful; muscles he relied upon without thinking no longer move without a great amount of careful manipulation through the force.

His eyes - as bad as they are - fall upon the holo of the boy that he keeps on his desk; the quality is fuzzy, bad -- but he feels such a bright warmth in his chest at seeing that tow-headed child that it drives out the darkness, so thoroughly he winds up gasping for air.

[generalleia]

Oh.... this looks FUN!

West Coast Avengers

[rokhal]

"Oh... this looks FUN!"
Kate!Hawkeye crept across the gantry to join Gwenpool, perching on a railing overlooking an indoor moat. "What about this looks fun?" Kate asked as she approached.
Gwen seized her around the shoulders and pulled her close, pointed down. "Those are LITERALLY sharks with lasers attached to their friggin heads. How can this NOT be fun?!"

[thewrongkindofpc]

Narnia; Peter; growing up into the kind of history professor who takes history Very Personally

[archea2.livejournal.com]

"FOR THE LAST TIME," Professor Pevensie roared, outvoicing even the Beatles being blasted on the quad lawn. "HIS NAME IS SPELT RICHARD THE LIONHEART. NOT LION HART, WHICH MAKES NO SENSE SPECIES-WISE, AND DEFINITELY NOT THE LYING HEART, WHICH NO KING IN HIS RIGHTFUL MIND WOULD EVER SUFFER TO BE DUBBED - huh? - oh, sorry, Ed, old boy. Totally forgot you had that Law exam going on next room."

[thewrongkindofpc]

The OC; Summer/Seth/Ryan; growing up

[nyctanthes]

Jessica Jones (TV). Jessica Jones & Alisa Campbell. Love at first sight.

[texelations]

She didn't like to admit her trepidation about this whole motherhood thing. The uncertainty of what to do, how to act, was killing her.

But when she gave that final push and her baby was placed in her arms, all her doubts were swept aside.

[runespoor]

Fire Emblem, Micaiah, professional liar

[praetorian_guard]

Her nature has brought this upon her, she tells herself, prepared her for this life. The Daein army holds itself together on the glue of her words alone, the honeyed speeches that slip through her lips (Men, we do what is necessary for Daein's future, my farsight has told me so), so she will deliver them as easily as she does her false age.

Alone, she traces the lines of the brands that have made her the Silver-Haired Maiden, Daein's general, a dishonest woman.

[runespoor]

Akatsuki no Yona, Yona/Soo-Won/Hak, outsider PoV

[runespoor]

Akatsuki no Yona, Yona/Soo-Won/Hak, denial

Pacific Rim; any

[rthstewart]

Pacific Rim; any; "We're drift compatible." (AU, Fusion, etc. because obviously)

Compatibility and Confrontation (Avatar: the Last Airbender)

[kalira]

"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.

[yeomanrand]

The Room (the Fireproof Games game, not the movie), Player/AS, sacrifice

[cornerofmadness]

Fullmetal Alchemist; Roy Mustang/Riza Hawkeye; fancy meeting you here

At the Window

[kalira]

"Hawkeye! Fancy meeting you here!" Roy says with a charming smile, cocking his head.

Riza raises an eyebrow, hand still on the shutter. "Sir. I live here." she points out coolly, then stifles the impulse to curse as his smile widens, letting her see the blood staining his teeth and spilling over his lip only an instant before he collapses forwards into her arms.

[kalira]

Girl Genius, Agatha Heterodyne/Gilgamesh Wulfenbach/Tarvek Sturmvoraus, Castle Heterodyne has opinions about heirs

Mine and Yours

[edenfalling]

"The first is ours, of course," the Castle boomed cheerfully. "Mechanicsburg always takes precedence, and besides, while it's all very well and good to inherit an empire, I won't have my Heterodynes bound to it if they feel like burning the whole mess down someday."

"The Castle's right, you know," Agatha told her husbands, "and in any case I think most Europans have strong opinions about anyone with Heterodyne heritage on either the Baron's on the Storm King's throne. Really, the best solution would be for the two of you to have a child together and leave me out of that sea of flesh-eating bacteria -- surely somebody has come up with either a functional artificial womb or a reasonable biological alteration by now!"

Gil and Tarvek exchanged glances that hovered somewhere between appalled and scientifically challenged. "Option one?" Tarvek asked, and was already halfway out the breakfast room door when Gil nodded and grabbed his tool belt from the back of his skull-and-trilobite-bedazzled chair.

It was probably for the best for the boys' heir to be born first, Agatha reflected, and she couldn't deny the electric lure of bio-engineering... but dammit, couldn't they wait for her to join them?