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.

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Eye Candy, Quis custodiet ipsos custodes

[glitterburn]

Not even the muffins—pumpkin spice, with a cream cheese frosting; his favourite—could make up for this shitty assignment. Keeping his night-vision binoculars trained on the windows of the old warehouse, with his free hand Tommy felt across the passenger seat in search of any sweet treats he might have missed. Waxed paper slid beneath his fingertips. No more muffins. Not even a crumb. Damn it.

His coffee had gone cold long ago. Yeager had sworn that these eco-cups were insulated, but what did he know. Although, to be fair—Tommy risked a glance at his watch—the coffee had been sitting there for nigh on five hours, and it was so damn cold this close to the river, with fog creeping in and his toes turning into ice blocks.

He wiggled his shoulders, conscious of cramp from sitting too long in one position. Man, stake-outs were the absolute worst. Especially as the Cyber Crime Unit hadn’t seen fit to give him the heat signature binoculars. Using the power of sitting on his ass in a freezing cold vehicle, he was expected to deliver a comprehensive report tomorrow on the activities of the Unit’s favourite psycho hacker.

Still, it could be worse. Tommy’s lips twitched into a grin as he thought of Yeager’s hideout: A dumpster stashed on the opposite side of the warehouse. His amusement faded as a shadow moved across one of the lit windows on the second floor. Drawing in a breath, Tommy fumbled for his notebook, ready to record the sighting.

The passenger door opened, letting in a blast of cold that whisked away the waxed paper. Bubonic climbed in, all long legs, long black coat, and wavy chestnut hair above the moulded leather plague doctor’s mask.

“Hello, Detective. Not got the heating on? Bad idea. You might catch a chill.”

Tommy dropped the binoculars into his lap. He turned, awkward with cold, knowing there was no way he’d be able to reach for his gun in time to stop Bubonic from leaving. Maybe he could grab Bubonic’s wrists instead. Yeah, maybe he could manacle him with ice, since his hands had gone so damn cold. Maybe he could—

“What’s that?” He stared at the paper bag Bubonic proffered. A paper bag blooming with warmth and tantalizing in its scent.

“Pumpkin spice muffins,” Bubonic said. “I believe they’re your favourite.”

Tommy’s mind blanked. His stomach growled. His body yearned towards the promise of warm, tasty food. “How did you know?” was all he could think to ask.

Bubonic’s chuckle filled the car, rich and dark. “I watch you, Detective Calligan. I know you.”

“I’m watching you, too!” Tommy shouted as Bubonic opened the door again and got out, leaving the bag of muffins on the passenger seat.

The door clicked shut. Bubonic strode away into the fog, turning to sketch a mocking salute before he was swallowed by the shadows.

“I’m watching you,” Tommy said again, quiet now. “But I don’t know you at all.”

Re: Eye Candy, Quis custodiet ipsos custodes

[sandrine]

Awwwww, Bubonic doing small favours for Tommy while rubbing it in that he's stalking him will never fail to make me happy! ♥ He's such a smart-ass little shit, I love him! And Tommy is as awkward around him as he is about Lindy. (He clearly has a type!)

Maybe he could grab Bubonic’s wrists instead. Yeah, maybe he could manacle him with ice, since his hands had gone so damn cold.

Dude, you just want to touch him. Just admit it! :p

That last line was both hilarious and a little sad. Tommy needs to up his game and be a more attentive boyfriend stalker cop.

That was so cute and lovely! I've missed those two, and your writing. ♥♥♥

Aaaaaaand, now I want muffins!

Re: Eye Candy, Quis custodiet ipsos custodes

[glitterburn]

With all the cold and ice manacles, maybe they're indulging in some ColdFlash roleplay...? ;)

Re: Eye Candy, Quis custodiet ipsos custodes

[sandrine]

Ahahahaha. NGL, Charlie's "You might catch a chill" line totally made me think that Leonard would love to use that as a pun. :D Not that I think either of them could pull of Barry's puppy-eyed sincerity. Bubonic's innocent act is too fake and Tommy has too many anger issues.