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rthstewart ([personal profile] rthstewart) wrote2021-01-30 02:31 pm

Three Sentence Ficathon 2021

We have now opened a new post, for new prompts! Please leave all new prompts there. You may continue to fill existing prompts here. If you didn't get a prompt filled here, feel free to post it on the new post!





Welcome to the Three Sentence Ficathon!
2 Feb. 2021 See important edit below regarding where to find unfilled prompts.


What is the 3 Sentence Ficathon?
This is an open exchange where you answer a prompt with a fic consisting of only three sentences. It's open to all fandoms and you can post and fill as many prompts as you like, as many times as you want.

What do I do first?
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 happens after that?
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

I'm really overwhelmed by all the prompts and how much there is and how fast it goes. I can't read 1,000 prompts and fills. It's too much. 
I hear this a lot and it keeps a lot of people from participating.  The 3SF is big and it moves fast, especially at first. 
I get overwhelmed, too, and I'm hosting the thing. With 2020 and 2021 sucking so badly you don't want something that's supposed to be fun cause you anxiety.  I have a couple of suggestions for managing the 3SF volume. 
  • First, really, you don't have to read every prompt and fill on every page.  You can start at the last page of this and just go forward, or back a page or two.  It's fine.
  • You can come and go as time and energy allow, you don't have to participate the whole time, and it drops off quite a bit by mid-February.
  • Even after the 3SF and new prompting end, people fill prompts all year long.
  • You can fill an already filled prompt and you can can leave a prompt that's already been prompted before.  People do it all the time. 
Always make sure you're looking at top-level comments only, not threaded. That helps a lot. Your screen should look like this.




But shouldn't I read everything to see if someone already prompted the same prompt I want to leave if someone already filled it? 

No.  Prompt as many times as you want, as much as you want.  It doesn't matter if someone prompted the exact same prompt.  Go ahead and prompt again!

I left a prompt and no one filled it.  Can I prompt it again?
Absolutely!

Can I spread the word?
Yes, please. I generally fail at creating banners and embed codes but if you create one and make it really idiot-proof, I might be able to post and share it.  Feel free to cross-post this entry. If you create your own banners or icons, let me know and I'll share!
Please share the 3SF with your followers, friends, and any channels and comms you are active on.  I'll post on fandom calendar, Tumblr, and Twitter, but I don't have many connections in other spaces such as Discord.


How long will it go?

The 3SF closes to new prompts on February 28, 2021. The entry stays open permanently and people post fills all year long.

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 and archive warnings, triggers, pairings, ratings, tags, and squick?
I thought a lot about this. It boils down to reader beware.  In my experience, this typically gets too big, moves too fast, and the stories are too short for content warnings and ratings to even apply. It is too big for me to moderate in this way. You should assume spoilers are fair game and that the initial poster and the responder have opted to use no content warnings or tags. This means AO3 content warnings for dubcon, violence, canon character death, underage, etc. COULD be present. I've found personally that I can skim and scroll 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. In this format, the obligation is on you, the reader, to protect yourself from triggering content.
Some posters do include warnings and spoiler tags in subject lines or include spoiler space, but they don't have to do so.

Why is 3SF split among several posts?  That seems confusing.
It is confusing and we always lose momentum once we have to move to a second post. The reason is because at 5,000 comments to a single post, DW installs a human test CAPTCHA, which is a pain for users.  So, once this entry gets to the upper 4,000 comments, I open a new post.  If you've been waiting until things slow down to participate, when we open a second post is often a good place to join.

If I have questions, what do I do?

I'm rthstewart everywhere, here, Twitter, Tumblr, gmail and AO3.

A special thank you to [personal profile] conuly  .
Last year, Conuly started logging all unfilled prompts.
This year's (2021) unfilled prompts are here.
Last year's (2020) unfilled prompts are here.
Conuly asks that you not reply, as they want to be able to edit and add more prompts to the list.
Conuly does this just because they are an awesome person but should you want to write them fic in thanks, you can find a birthday wish list here.

Here is the 3SF 2021 Friending Meme to show of your new DW account.

Here, have some icons and banners and let me know if you've created your own!

 






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Re: Date (FFVII, C/B/T, SFW)

[personal profile] paxilam 2021-07-11 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
really like how we can feel his tension vanish :)
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[Miraculous Ladybug] no little white lie

[personal profile] alexseanchai 2021-07-14 09:20 am (UTC)(link)
written after "Rocketear"


Chat Blanc is a simple cat with simple desires.

Find Ladybug. Learn what she's hiding. Make her understand the pain she caused.

It seems so straightforward when he puts it like that. Uncomplicated and without any unwanted consequences.

He knows precisely when Ladybug catches sight of him, because that's the moment he watches her heart shatter.

She doesn't try to fight him, only to defend herself, and that only physically. Chat Blanc is barely aware of what he says to her. She told someone else her identity; betrayal! Other superheroes have known each other's identities, and she knew that, and she let Rena Rouge keep being a hero until——and Carapace still is a hero, rushing to her side even now—betrayal!

"You don't trust me!" Chat Blanc shouts. "I thought I found one person who trusts me—I won't help you if you don't trust me!"

Ladybug dives away from a staff strike and stops, on one knee on the pavement in the middle of the intersection by the bakery, panting for breath. She doesn't try to rise.

"Fine," she says, a word that rings with finality. She lifts her head. "Fine. Do whatever you think best."

Take her Miraculous!

Chat Blanc doesn't answer him. He summons a flicker of destructive power, enough maybe to hurt her body enough that she understands how she hurt his heart, enough to make sure no hands he trusts less than hers ever touch her Miraculous. She stifles a gasp at the sight of it; tears sparkle on her cheeks in the light of it.

"Go on," Ladybug says. "Take my Miraculous, if that's what you want. Destroy it or me, if that's what you want. Make me hurt how I hurt you, if that's what you want."

"Shellter!" Carapace shouts. It's meant to keep Chat Blanc inside, he knows, and he doesn't care—he's so much more powerful than Chat Noir ever was, and Chat Noir could have brought down Shellter easily—he's not trapped at all, no matter what Carapace—

It's also meant to keep Ladybug outside. She was meters away. Now she's thrown herself at his feet, inside the dome with him.

"Ask my name," Ladybug says, sobbing against his hip. "Ask for a kiss. Ask how I feel about you, fuck, ask me to fall in love with you—Gods all know keeping all that to myself hasn't done a fucking thing to protect you—"

Tell me her name!

Chat Blanc drops to his knees, too, catching her under one shoulder so she stays upright. Being so much above her—in a way he can't make short jokes about that'll end with her bopping him on the head—he's not supposed to be above her. "Protect me from what?" he asks.

"This." Ladybug spreads one hand over the white leather on his chest, over his heart. "This is—this is exactly what I was afraid of."

You are so close! Why are you hesitating?

"You know," Ladybug says, hiccuping a laugh between sobs, "I bet with a big enough blast, you'll get Shadowmoth and Mayura, too."

"And Carapace," Chat Blanc observes. "And Marinette, if she's home. Probably also if she's not. And—" He doesn't want to see who else might be close enough he'd have to watch them die, if he did this. If he did this to her.

—Why is she saying he should do this?

What are you waiting for?

"What are you waiting for?" Chat Blanc repeats. His akuma is in her reach. Why isn't she reaching for it?

Ladybug shrugs the shoulder he's not holding her up by. "If I try to defeat you without your cooperation," she says, flat the way he feels when all he had strength left to do is fall in bed and now he's fallen, "either we lose or I lose you. Either way, I'm done."

No. No.

"And I don't think our team can beat you at all," Ladybug says. "Especially if I try to help you do what you want, get what you want, instead of helping our team stop you."

Their team might just be Carapace, at the moment. Chat Blanc doesn't think about what role anyone but Ladybug might be able to play in gathering teammates. She's right, though: a cooperative effort from enough of their team would probably bring down Chat Noir, yes, but that's not who he is right now.

"I want to love someone who trusts me," Chat Blanc whispers. The other half—I want to trust someone who loves me—sits heavy on his tongue. His father, Ladybug—he won't even think the third name, though he can't help but picture how she looks in pink and gray.

I trust you to do as I say. Bring me the Miraculouses and I will love you like my own son.

He has enough parents who treat love like a business contract, thanks.

"I trust you," Ladybug murmurs.

Chat Blanc nods. "Lucky Charm," he says.

"Lucky Charm," Ladybug repeats.

He closes his eyes: whatever advantage the Charm gives her, he doesn't want to share it. He closes his hand: whatever harm he could do her, he doesn't want to risk it. He closes his heart—

Something bounces off his head. "No more evil-doing for you, little akuma," says Ladybug, voice shaking.

Chat Noir opens his eyes in time to watch the white butterfly flying away.

"I'm sorry," Ladybug says, voice unsteady, her hand trembling as she draws an akuma-shield charm from her yo-yo. "I'm sorry. I thought—" She stops, eyeing the silver-spotted white charm. "But if you keep this, it's safe to tell you!" She starts giggling, helplessly, breathlessly. "I can tell you everything!"

"Everything, huh," Alya says. Chat Noir jerks, overbalances, and falls over, taking Ladybug down with him. The Shellter dissolves, unneeded; Carapace, probably pretending for somebody or other's sake he doesn't know Alya, hangs back. "Here," Alya adds, "you're on top of the Lucky Charm, let me—" Alya picks up the small hard object as Chat pushes himself back up. "Huh, this looks like the one—"

"Shut—" Ladybug starts hiccuping. "Shut—shut up, Alya!"

What it looks like is the central bead of Adrien's Marinette lucky charm. But he's not going to say that aloud. He's going to pass it back to Ladybug, who is not Marinette, because there is no possible way he is that lucky. It must mean something else.

"He's not interested anyway," Ladybug tells Alya, like it's something she's reminding Alya of. "Don't get my hopes up." Alya looks like she very much wants to say something and won't. "Miraculous Ladybug! Anyway," Ladybug tells Chat, "I know I fell in love with you twice already. The first time was a speedrun, even." She glances away, blushing. "A third time shouldn't be hard, right?"

"…Take it easy on my heart rate," Chat begs. It's skyrocketed. Ladybug half smiles, pressing just a little on his chest where (he abruptly realizes) her hand hasn't left his heart.
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The Sweetest Choice (Skies of Arcadia, Vyse/Aika/Fina, NSFW for sex)

[personal profile] wallwalker 2021-07-20 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
(NSFW for sex!)

The three of them made love for the first time that night, drunk on Loqua flavored with every fruit under the moons, currants and berries and mangoes - they had traveled all through Arcadia, gathering a few treats, now and then, and none of them could have imagined a better reason to enjoy them now than saving the world.

Fina wasn't just celebrating that they'd won the battle, as their victory had been bittersweet for her (how could the boy who'd once been her closest friend had fallen so far?) but also that she didn't have to go back to the Silver Moon - she could *stay* there, with Vyse and Aika, sailing the skies, holding hands under the moonlight, and yes, even this, enjoying the press of their bodies against her, stroking Vyse's short hair as he licked and kissed between her legs, gasping as Aika's fingers found and pressed a sensitive spot inside of her that made her shudder and moan and her legs twitch - and she could feel Vyse laugh, one hand moving to hold down her leg, lest she knee him in the face by mistake.

She could stay with them, now, she heard Aika say into her ear - she could stay with both of them, they were all adults now and they'd proven themselves a dozen times over, they could do what they wanted and love who they wanted and if she and Vyse both wanted to love Fina, that was their prerogative - and somehow that's the thing that thrills her the most, not the pleasant buzz of alcohol or the sweetness of their lovemaking, but the knowledge that this could be her choice, and at that moment - for a long time, really - she couldn't think of any other choice she'd rather make.
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[personal profile] vindoletta 2021-07-28 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"What are you listen to, idiot Shinji? You're smiling."

The teen looked up to find his red-haired flatmate and fellow pilot standing way too close, and immediately his smile fell off.

"U-uh, nothing, Asuka. Just a song I heard the other day on the radio."

"Really? Let me listen to it!"

The girl slid next to him on his bed, close, too close, where those her breasts pressing against his arm!? Asuka seemed not to notice his sudden embarrassment, plucking one of the earphones from him instead. He was torn between turning his head or keep looking at the rare sight of her carefree profile, enjoying the way she smiled with her eyes closed and how her warmth seeped into him.

"I like it, you have good taste in music. Can you recommend me others like this one?" She offered the earphone back after the last notes ended.

"Er, thank you. When I heard it for the first time the lyrics reminded me of you-" Shinji realized his mistake immediately when Asuka glared at him.

"What do you mean, reminded you of me?" Shinji started stammering a response, but Asuka didn't give him the chance of forming a coherent sentence. She stood, her hands on her hips. "You know what? This song is stupid, just like you. I don't need your useless suggestions!"

Raoul/Alanna

(Anonymous) 2021-08-08 10:04 am (UTC)(link)
They start when they're still pages, sitting at the dining hall as the meal concludes and arm-wrestling despite their exhaustion and sore muscles, their friends cheering around them, jokingly placing bets and asking who gets to fight the winner. Raoul grins at the boy across from him, who sets his own face in determination; Raoul always wins.

Now, they sit opposite each other again, for the first time in months; Raoul clasps a hand rough with familiar callouses, but this is not the boy he wrestled so many years ago - no, Sir Alanna is friends with thieves and prostitutes, and though she's strong enough to win by her own muscles, she has no issue with pushing Raoul's hand down low just to prove she can, then grinning savagely before she shocks him weak by stealing a kiss, and slams his hand to the table.

Naruto, Madara/Tobirama

(Anonymous) 2021-08-08 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
It was, more than anything, a show of trust; Madara didn't need to braid his hair before bed, hadn't needed it when he started growing it out as a teenager and certainly didn't need it now, but there was a certain... comfortable domesticity to it, to pale fingers combing through his hair, leaving his spine and throat unguarded as his spouse carefully tucked each wild strand into the braid.

He hadn't imagined, at the wedding, that they would ever reach this point - that Madara could safely show his back like this to any Senju, even his old friend, to say nothing of the pale, moonlit Demon he was actually wedding. But the peace was secured now, nearly five years old; the village was well underway; and Madara wouldn't trade Tobirama's fingers in his hair and warm kisses to his shoulder as he tied off the braid for the world.

Naruto, Tobirama & Hashirama

(Anonymous) 2021-08-09 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Tobirama always says that he prefers peace and quiet, that he does his best work when Hashirama is away on missions or training on the other side of the Senju compound, and not subjecting him to loud mood swings and mental whiplash. So Father built him a lab on the outskirts of the compound, where he could slap up some noise-dampening seals and have as much quiet as he likes.

Hashirama has always suspected Tobirama wasn't telling the whole truth, and as the lab blows up for the fifth time in two days, his otouto staggering out covered in ash and slightly singed, muttering manically under his breath, he feels himself proven right.
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Harry Potter, Hermione & Harry

[personal profile] dawen 2021-08-09 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Here," Hermione cried, "put this in and stir counter-clockwise!"

Harry fumbled with the lid and asked, "What exactly is mint jelly supposed to do, Hermione?" even as he scooped it into the cauldron.

She was already busy dumping another jar into the second cauldron and didn't answer, but Harry got his answer well enough when they tipped the potion over the castle wall and the damn thing exploded over the green, eating through every Death Eater's wand.
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why yes Molly is trans too

[personal profile] dawen 2021-08-09 08:25 am (UTC)(link)
" - And the staircase to the girls' dorms won't let boys come up, it just turns into a slide, it's great fun," one of the twins says exuberantly, face split in a broad grin.

Ginny turns wide eyes to her mom, and says, "Wait, what about - "

"You'll be fine, dear," Mom says, putting the two vials of girl potion down at Ginny's plate and her own, as both twins made apologetic faces for making her worry, "I never had a problem; the stairs know what they're doing."

Re: Raoul/Alanna

[personal profile] embraidery 2021-08-09 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
Oh my gosh, I love this! What a wonderful surprise, thank you!!
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[personal profile] dawen 2021-08-20 08:44 am (UTC)(link)
His mother taught him to say the words, but Father believed actions were worth more so Tobirama learned to speak only with fact, not emotion; he expressed his love for Father by taking more training, by presenting him with battle-jutsus, by delivering the mercy-stroke after Father's last battle with Uchiha Tajima.

Hashirama was different, Tobirama realized long after he'd trained himself to swallow those three words; he didn't see the love inherent in Tobirama's efficiency and obedience, so instead he tried to show it in other ways: by ensuring Hashirama's favorite tea was always stocked, by keeping the Senju elders occupied until a reasonable time of day, by sitting quietly and signing the peace documents even though they both knew Tobirama still had his doubts.

His students required yet another approach, but Tobirama found this one easiest of all: he showed his love for these children in every technique he taught; in every quelling argument with myriad clan elders that allowed him to continue teaching them; in every team scuffle broken up and every praise given and even every rebuke, trying to give them all the skills they would need in this bloody world; and finally, staring down the Gold and Silver brothers at the end, in giving his own life for theirs, that they might live.

(Anonymous) 2021-09-15 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
There are no illusions between them, no sweet promises whispered in the dark that are kept in the light. Jack appreciates that, he's doesn't need the further complications in his life.

In the light of day, it's certain that she doesn't either.
vialethe: (Pirates)

[personal profile] vialethe 2021-09-15 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
I like how this shows their practicality, how there's no need of sweet promises between them. It's just right for the harder, more ruthless side of them. Thanks!

Battlestar Galactica, Kara/Sam, s 4.5

(Anonymous) 2021-09-15 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
(I think I've been reading too many of the depressing fills, and then I saw your icon)

"The things I can remember, Kara, so amazing, I know how it began, I know how--I think--" Sam's hands grasp hers.

His eyes are so vibrant, his face so filled with life, and there is a deep knowledge in his eyes that Kara isn't sure she can even begin to comprehend.

Around them, the stench of blood, and the sound of machines breaks through, and Kara knows it's time to make a decision.
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Umineko, Will/Lion, spoilers up to the end of Episode Seven

[personal profile] ernest 2022-01-11 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
The cats circle Will and Lion like stars or waves, but they cling to each other anyway: as long as there exists any other fragment, there is a chance that it is one where the tragedy does not occur, because Bernkastel doesn’t understand probability any better than she understands the hidden valleys between mystery and fantasy.

“Just don’t stop fighting,” Will urges again, “don’t ever stop believing in the life that Beatrice thought you could have.”

Lion nods, mouth a firm line, knowing that determination with certainty… becomes magic.
ernest: (lemony snicket)

Hamlet, Ophelia & Laertes, cw: implied suicide

[personal profile] ernest 2022-01-11 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
Ophelia laughs so long and hard she almost strangles on the feeling, and then she laughs again at how close the feeling comes to drowning. Her fingers tangle together the way they always did when she’s got too much on her mind, but now with a flavor of gathering torn letters to her chest, or beating at Hamlet’s chest in her helpless fury.

One would think a return to familiar habits would wipe that worried look off her brother’s face, but he just keeps staring until she remembers their cure-all: usually he’s the one to boop her nose to reassure her before he goes off on a journey, but it’s her turn to have an adventure now, and his finger follows the path traced by hers.
ernest: (What disadvantage?)

Discworld, Tiffany Aching

[personal profile] ernest 2022-01-11 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
Before the Chalks were plains, they were a sea. Tiffany reaches down beyond silt and seeds to the spiral shells deep at the heart of her home. She plants herself firmly in the magic that she chose for herself and does not let go.
ernest: (What disadvantage?)

RWBY, Salem

[personal profile] ernest 2022-01-11 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
Redemption means nothing when the ones who profess to do the judging have no understanding of value or morality or compassion. It’s not the humans who need to be forgiven, she should have said; the gods should beg her for forgiveness, which she would be happy to refuse them.

The world doesn’t need gods, but if humanity really insists on having someone to follow, then she will rise up to replace the tyrants who tortured her for all this time.
ernest: (don't panic)

RWBY, unrequited Qrow/Clover

[personal profile] ernest 2022-01-11 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
For a few short weeks Qrow actually thought he had a chance at a normal friendship, maybe even more, and the torque of his bad luck could be twisted back around on itself into even odds.

That was before Clover decided doing the right thing wasn’t as important as doing the thing he was told. Looking in the wrong direction got him killed, but Qrow can’t quite convince himself that it wasn’t the bad luck of knowing him in the first place.
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Re: Umineko, Will/Lion, spoilers up to the end of Episode Seven

[personal profile] little_lady_d 2022-01-12 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
will/lion fic! this is everything i love about them, that defiant, brilliant hope they give each other, and _bern doesn't understand probability_. and i love the imagery of the cats circling like stars or waves, crashing through the sea of fragments.
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Re: Hamlet, Ophelia & Laertes, cw: implied suicide

[personal profile] little_lady_d 2022-01-12 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
ophelia. that strangling laugh that feels like drowning. there's something fond and loving about the familiarity of their habits, and absolutely heartbreaking about the habit reversed now that it's time for ophelia to go on a journey (from whose bourn no traveler returns).
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Re: Narnia, Lucy

[personal profile] kalira 2022-01-15 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh this is very touching and bittersweet~
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Re: A Life Lost (Chronicles of Narnia; Susan & Peter)

[personal profile] kalira 2022-01-15 01:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you!
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Re: Good Thing Yuri Loves a Challenge (Yuri on Ice; Otabek/Yuri)

[personal profile] kalira 2022-01-15 01:25 pm (UTC)(link)
They are a delight, honestly.

He absolutely would!
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Re: Reminders (Chronicles of Narnia; Susan & Peter) x2

[personal profile] kalira 2022-01-15 01:28 pm (UTC)(link)
^.^