rthstewart | Three Sentence Ficathon -- Part 2

EDIT AS OF 2 FEBRUARY 2019 -- THE 3 SENTENCE FICATHON IS OVER! Go ahead and read and fill anything that catches your eye and comment on fills but I'm not checking it anymore and most people have moved on so any new prompts aren't likely to get much love.

We are nearing the point that the first 3SF post, which went live on 12 December, is nearing 4,600 comments. At 5,000 comments, Dreamwidth starts demanding captcha to assure you aren't a spammer bot. It's a pain and unpleasant but totally understandable. So, I'm opening a new post, for new prompts, new fills, new comments!

What does this mean?
The original 3SF post is here, so be sure to check it out, fill anything that catches your eye, and comment on anything that delights you. But don't post any new prompts there. All new prompts go here.

How long will we do this?
I will officially close the 3SF on January 31.

Does that mean you'll close this and no one can post?
Nope. It just means that we will all move on in our lives until next year and my inbox will get a vacation to Hawaii.

Remind me again, what's the 3SF?
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's a prompt? How do I do that?
You can start 3SF by posting 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."

Open ended and anthropomorphic fills are popular too, such as:

Any, Any, "I don't like sand."

or

Earth geography, sand, "I don't like humans very much, either."

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. Banners and icons are below.

How long will it go?
We'll officially close on January 31, 2019 but I don't close the entry to comments.

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?
So far, as near as I can tell (and I skim most entries especially from newcomers I don't recognize) we've not had any issues. As in the past, this is 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. As a reader, use your best judgment and be prepared to skip over things that aren't your thing.

I have noticed that some people have posted content warnings in the first lines of their fill or in the subject line. But still, it's readers beware here. Not everyone does this and no one is under any obligation to do so.

Wow, there are so many cool people here. Can I introduce myself?
Yes, in the Friending meme.

Here, have some banners, embed codes and icons courtesy of

st_aurafina and

metonomia

And can you believe I figure out how to make boxes so you can copy and paste this to plug the exchange elsewhere? I DID!

Icons:

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Her arm felt so strange without the familiar weight of the shield on it; she could learn to hate how disconnected, how powerless she felt without it.

But the bow, the firm weight of it in her hands, helped ground her again. Taking a breath, she pulls the magic back until it forms a string, nearly kissing her cheek before she whispers Madoka's name like a prayer and lets the attack fly.

She doesn't miss; it's almost worth it.

I don't know this fandom at all, but I really enjoyed this. It's very evocative.

Madoka Magica is an anime series about magical girls fighting monsters. Except instead of wacky hijinks, toss in psychological horror instead. At the heart of the story is the relationship of two girls, one who wants to help others (she's the one in my icon) and the other girl who will do anything to save her (she's the one in this fill).

It's a great series--very influential for good and bad on the genre--and pretty short at 12 thirty minute episodes. It's on netflix, if you have an account there.

ANYWAY, thank you for the comment! It's nice to think that my writing is evocative.

This is amazing, especially the last line.

Thank you!

A chorus of moans could be heard in that one room belonging to an Archie Andrews.

That of Archie sucking his extremely-skilled-with-words best friend Jughead Jones' rockhard-stencil-shaped pen and Jughead was the one giving the moans, while Veronica lapped at Jughead's girlfriend also known as her bestie Betty Cooper's clean-shaved pink pussy, her fingers occasionally being exchanged for that tongue and Betty being the one moaning.

"Trying new things is the best!"

Madara groaned affirmatively, arching his back and rolling his hips, shoving Tobirama down harder beneath him and giving a sloppy smile as he met lust-hazed ruby eyes, hands sliding over his shoulders and hands settling at his hips-

Madara jerked with a sharp hiss, Sharingan whirling as he twisted, lashing out and-

"Tobirama!" he yelped, watching his lover's startled eyes widen and then disappear, whirling back to face Tobirama on the bed, wincing up at him, hands still half-clinging to his hips.

"Demon Ghost Senju!" Tobirama's head flew up and he looked to find Madara striding towards him, but hesitating in the doorway. "I . . . want to try something," he paused long enough that Tobirama hummed promptingly, curious and uneasy, then straightened his spine, scowling, and continued, "not . . . loathing one another completely?"

Tobirama stared, and Madara fidgeted before him even as he began to smile, cheeks warming. "I. . . I wouldn't have expected that," he said, then tipped his head, catching Madara's darting eyes, "but . . . I could entertain the idea." he finished almost playfully.

"-the hell are you doing what was that, Tobirama?" Madara demanded, almost staggering sideways until he caught hold of Tobirama's shoulder with one hand and the trunk of a tree with the other. "Was that- Did you tweak your hiraishin again?"

"Yes!" Tobirama agreed as Madara panted, catching his breath from the dizzying whirl and immediate shouting. "This is not quite as planned, however. . ."

"Your 'something new' was a completely untested hiraishin experiment?" Madara demanded, stiffening, and glared as Tobirama confirmed it with nothing closer to an apology than a shrug, then waved him off, wandering a few steps away.

"You're sure about this? And you're ready?" Madara asked just behind his ear, voice a throaty purr, and Tobirama shivered, bringing his hands up a little higher and winding his fingers around the thickly woven cords hanging on the wall for the purpose.

Madara brushed a kiss to the nape of his neck, murmuring so low Tobirama felt the words even when he couldn't quite parse them, then sat up, still kneeling astride Tobirama's lower back. He drew a breath and let it out, trying to unwind the tension in his muscles, and let out a sharp, wordless cry as burning heat poured across his shoulders in a narrow curve, silky and cooling fast and making his whole body tingle as he fought not to squirm.

"Jiraiya!" Tobirama snapped, and Madara ducked his head, biting back a burble of laughter and glancing at Orochimaru; he smiled slightly and licked a smear of yolk off his fingers. "At least try it?" Tobirama said firmly, gesturing at Orochimaru and then pushing the now slightly emptier bowl right back across the table towards Jiraiya and somehow managing to ignore the slightly damp puffed rice stuck to his face and in his hair.

"You got him eggs. He loves eggs." Jiraiya pouted, crossing his arms huffily in a way Madara found entirely too familiar and wasn't entirely sure he was pleased to see like this. . .

I didn't intend to write five of these, or all for the same ship, either, but . . . I had enablers and a challenge and oops.

Three Sentence Ficathon -- Part 2

Any, Any, Trying New Things

Madoka Magica, Homura

Re: Madoka Magica, Homura

Re: Madoka Magica, Homura

Re: Madoka Magica, Homura

Re: Madoka Magica, Homura

Re: Any, Any, Trying New Things (explicit)

Secondary Surprise (Naruto; MadaTobi)

Hatred and Changes (Naruto; MadaTobi)

Untested (Naruto; MadaTobi)

Heat (Naruto; MadaTobi)

New Foods (Naruto; MadaTobi)