Three Sentence Ficathon 2022

[rthstewart]

This post is NOW CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS!  PLEASE POST YOUR NEW PROMPTS HERE, IN POST 2!  Do continue to fill prompts here but please put all new prompts in Post 2.

 

Welcome to the Three Sentence Ficathon!

Here's a Friending meme!

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 at bit after about 2 weeks and especially once we open a new post because this one is approaching 4,500 comments.
• 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.

Here's my attempt at a text box that might go horribly awry.

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How long will it go?
The 3SF closes to new prompts on February 13, 2022. The entry stays open permanently and people post fills all year long.  (There were a bunch of new posts to the 2021 3SF this week!)

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 (and much more). 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, protect yourself, 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 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 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.

 

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



      

Comments

[schoolsasaint]

Star Wars, Jaina Solo, everybody wants to be my enemy

[grandmemester]

Watch Dogs, Aiden Pearce, the 'Psychedelic' Digital Trip used as a psychological crutch

[peasina]

Loki (TV), Loki/&Mobius, two Mobiuses?! in one timeline!?

[kingstoken]

“Which one of you is my Mobius?” Loki asked the identical men standing in front of him.

“Define what you mean by “my”,” said the Mobius on the right.

“I mean the one that brought me into the TVA, my friend.”

“Just friends?” Loki nodded slowly “Then I'm not your guy.”

“Hold on,” said the Mobius on the left “you and the other Loki are... together?”

“Sleeping together, yeah”

“Really?”

“What? Their handsome, charming on occasion, you have to admit that you find them attractive,” said right side Mobius. Loki raised an eyebrow at the Mobius at the left.

“I'm not admitting anything.”

Loki smirked, and the other Mobius chuckled under his breath.

[peasina]

Night at the Museum, Jed/Octavius, "Can't believe I ate the whole thing!"

[peasina]

Lil Nas X - MONTERO (Music Video), any, changes

[nasimwrites]

The Silver Chair/Queer Eye, Caspian, Aslan sends the Fab Five to help Caspian out

[nasimwrites]

Narnia/Queer Eye, Pevensies, The Fab Five help the Pevensies set up their kingdom/looks

Queer Eye -- We're in Narnia!

[rthstewart]

Narnia was roughing it more than they were accustomed to – there were even more cows than they’d seen in Austin and it was making Karamo nervous, especially when Bobby tried to kiss one and she politely responded that “honestly, you really are not my type, young man” and Antoni knew it would be ferociously impolite to ask her whether the fat marbling on her meaty rump was comparable to Wagu -- he immediately began cataloging vegetarian and vegan options as the four horse Explorer pulled up at Cair Paravel.

The Birds were all over Tam and Jonathan, deeply admiring their fine feathers, complimenting their excellent grooming, and offering a truly impressive commentary on the nuance of colors and shades.

The Fab Five climbed the steps of Cair Paravel (Bobby was wrinkling his nose at the dirt and chips marring the beautiful stone) and, upon seeing the one who had urgently requested their services, every one of them fell down on their knees and cried “QUEEN!” before Her Resplendent, Most Royal and Beautifully Accessorized Majesty, Susan the Gentle.

[nasimwrites]

Narnia/A Wrinkle in Time, Edmund & Meg

[primeideal]

They meet at the sort of university gathering where professors want to get drunk like they're underage students and students want to hold forth like professors. Meg's struck by his expression--his eyes have a wisdom that seem to vastly outstrip the age he claims. It's rude to judge, she knows, but she's also had the benefit of knowing what five-billion-year-old stars look like when you get close enough to shake their hands.

[nasimwrites]

Narnia, Edmund/Lasaraleen, when work becomes fun

why do you put this idea into my head....

[ruanchunxian]

"Now, Your Majesty, didn't you say you were here to learn the ways of the Calormene court? How do you suppose you do that if you do not integrate yourself with its courtiers?"

"I am not interested in having to fend off your husband's army with naught but a smile, Tarkheena," Edmund said, even if his eyes couldn't help drifting over the way the bright gauzy fabric of Lasaraleen's dress contrasted against her dark skin.

Lasaraleen's laugh was like a bell. "I have borne my husband five healthy sons. He has a harem of dozens, and is more than happy for me to take my pleasures elsewhere. And you, Barbarian King, will give me great pleasure indeed, I wager."

A wicked smirk appeared on Edmund's lips. "You wager, Tarkheena? And what wager do you offer a Barbarian King?"

Lasaraleen began tugging at the silk belt at her waist. "Why don't Your Majesty step closer and find out?"

[nasimwrites]

Narnia, Aravis/Cor, post-HHB Aravis discovers Cor is actually a Calormene spy

[nasimwrites]

Narnia, Calormen, kinky Calormene poetry

[syrena_of_the_lake]

Poem written by Prince Rabadash of Calormen to Queen Susan of Narnia, after the Siege of Anvard:

We met in a whirl of sand on the wind, dancing around each other and scattering the sun’s light,
but then you turned quick and subtle, pulling me into your depths
filling my mouth with grit, swallowing me whole — all travelers know the dangers of quicksand, but I am lost to you:
smother me, drown me, embrace me.

We met in a shining, glittering expanse of royal silver
and I kissed your image in the mirror
but your lips were cold and tasted of metal, of death
and once again you turned quick and subtle, holding the knife to my throat
where my pulse still flutters, quickening, dying for exposure to you — all metalsmiths know the dangers of quicksilver, but I am lost to you:
penetrate me, poison me, embrace me.

Quick, my love, fly to the farthest reaches of memory
where we entwined with each other like silk scarves
before we knew how to knot ourselves into these cords that bind, that softly strangle — you and I know
the dangers we bear to each other, but I am still lost to you:
you, who quicken my pulse and my heart
you, who have the power to still them.

[nasimwrites]

Lord of the Rings, Tom Bombadil (make him hot somehow)

Tom Bombadil is basically Hobbit marriage material

[word_devourer]

The four of them agreed that as fine as the Lady Goldberry was, she had met a perfect match in Mr. Bombadil, or perhaps it was that as fine a catch as Mr. Bombadil was, he had met a match in the Lady Goldberry. They were, after all, hobbits, and they had seen his hospitality; here, they would say, is one who carries with him rest and good food, even into those places where others might fear to go. To a Hobbit, there can be no clearer endorsement of a person's worth and bravery.

[nasimwrites]

Narnia/kidnapped wife guy, Kidnapped wife guy saves Narnia

[animus_wyrmis]

Miraz had not, admittedly, put his best men onto tracking his nephew. Given Caspian's youth, and the fact that he was on foot, what was the point? He had put the closest man on it. Now, though, it was almost a week since Caspian had disappeared, and no progress had been made.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty! I really worked so hard on this. But my wife has been kidnapped by Old Narnians, so of course my work has been delayed. But now I will be focusing full time on the prince! I'm sure the delay hasn't made any real difference..."

[nasimwrites]

Narnia/Kidnapped wife guy, Susan Pevensie comes and puts some order among faculty

[wearing_tearing]

any, any, hiccups

Criminal Minds, Aaron Hotchner/Haley Brooks (Hotchner), Hiccups and All

[hogwartstoalexandria]

Hiccups–of all things, of all times–he had the hiccups now. Now, when he'd planned to ask Haley out for the first time; every detail, meticulously prepared, rehearsed to exhaustion, until even Sean had noticed something was up with him; his brother was not exactly known for his ability to read others. Aaron couldn't believe it, but it didn't matter, it couldn't matter, if he chickened out now, he'd never do it.

And so, hiccups and all, he entered the drama club room. Hiccups and all, he asked if he could talk to her in private. Hiccups and all, he asked her out to the fair that weekend, and she said yes.

[wearing_tearing]

any, any, truth spell

The Lie and the Truth

[swirlsngirls]

Blue made a few stuttered motions with her left hand, as if the idea of Haughn cheating on her had broken her physically as well as fracturing her heart. Haughn recognized the translucent crystal-blue of a truth spell suspended in the air before it shimmered and disappeared, as if winking, into Haughn’s skin.

“I lied,” said Haughn, and a gasp slipped out of Blue’s lips, the confirmation jolting her, “I lied…right next to you in bed that night. I never cheated on you.”

[ruanchunxian]

Twelve days of Christmas song, the narrator has ornithophobia but their true love keep giving them winged creatures as gifts

[smallhobbit]

The first day I pretended that I had simply received a tree and there was nothing within it, but for the next three days I barred the doors and shut the curtains so that I couldn't see. On day five I started to feel hopeful - for who can reject those lovely rings. But now, two days on I am a jibbering wreck; soon I shall be leaving this house forever, with no forwarding address - I never want to hear from them again!

[undeadrobins]

The Romance of Tiger and Rose, Qianqian/Han Shuo, hello again for the first time

[undeadrobins]

HIStory 3: Trapped, any, I'd give everything up for you

[undeadrobins]

Untamed, any, wearing their heart on their sleeve

Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian

[wearing_tearing]

Lan Wangji's heart warms when he comes back to the jingshi after a long day of being Chief Cultivator and finds Wei Ying sitting on the floor by the table, papers strewn around and a brush between his fingers.

"Lan Zhan!" Wei Ying beams as soon as he spots him, scrambling to get up and not hesitating before throwing his arms around Lan Wangji and pulling him into a welcoming kiss. "I missed you, Lan-er-gege."

Lan Wangji kisses back, content in knowing Wei Ying feels at ease to wear his heart on his sleeve--they've been through so much and they deserve this.

[undeadrobins]

Untamed, any, Marry me?

Untamed, Yu Ziyuan/Jiang Fengmian (and no one is happy about it)

[scytale]

"Don't worry," Yu Ziyuan's mother says. "You're so beautiful the master of Yunmeng Jiang will surely fall in love at first sight."

Yu Ziyuan scowls. "I'm not worried."

In the mirror, her mother frowns. "You must not show him your temper, either."

Yu Ziyuan presses her lips together in annoyance, at least until her mother bids her open her mouth for the lipstick paper.

Jiang Fengmian is a handsome young man; he's polite, and he smiles at her, but it never reaches her eyes and conversation with him is as dull as a block: he barely responds beyond simple courtesies. He does not fall for her at first sight, but then, the stories say that he's still pining for a woman who left him for a common retainer. Yu Ziyuan cannot abide such sentiment. Nor does she want a man who wants another woman.

They share tea and he praises her mother's blend, and then her mother leaves them alone to get to know each other. She's already told Yu Ziyuan to show him the garden -- she thinks the blooming lotuses in the pond would surely please the master of Yunmeng Jiang.

Instead, Yu Ziyuan proposes that they go out of the estate into the mountains. "Meishan is beautiful at this time of year. The alpine flowers are blooming, and from the top of the peak, we'll be able to see the sea of clouds. Come with me, Jiang Fengmian."

Jiang Fengmian does not refuse her; this whole meeting. She leads him on foot at first, claiming that the scenery is best experienced with a hike. They make their way through thick brush and along rocky paths; sometimes they must climb or leap across crevasses.

"If you need a rest, please let me know," she says. "If you're tired, we can go the rest of the way on our swords."

"I'm well," he says. Indeed, he's kept up with her easily enough; he is not even breathing hard.

She smiles coolly. "I must admire Yunmeng Jiang's cultivation skills then."

He's silent. They walk for hours, and she makes something like conversation by pointing out the flowers, blooming purple and blue on the slopes. Usually, the sight of them is a balm to her soul, but now she uses them as a barrage of courtesy. She thinks about calling Zidian, scattering the flower petals to the ground. What would Jiang Fengmian think about that? If only he would turn away from her in disgust, proclaiming the third lady of Meishan Yu to be far too intemperate--but of course her mother has already made sure that cannot be.

He does not tire and he does not fall, no matter where she leads him. At last she admits defeat and proposes that they go the rest of the way by sword.

On Meishan's peak, with the trailing clouds and the other mountains below them, Yu Ziyuan asks Jiang Fengmian to marry her, because she is a filial daughter and her sect requires it. Jiang Fengmian accepts, because his answer is already preordained and no sect leader is ever free.

[undeadrobins]

Guardian, any, developing a new ability

[undeadrobins]

SCI, Bai Yutong/Zhan Yao, Kisses in public

[undeadrobins]

Sleuth of the Ming Dynasty, any, feeding Tang Fan is a group assignment

[shadaras]

"If you'd been a little more careful when you were searching that factory," Sui Zhou says, spooning soup into a bowl, "this wouldn't have happened."

Tang Fan waves his burnt and bandaged hands—and he's lucky, he knows, that it's just his hands and that Pei Huai had been nearby and able to tend to his injury so quickly—at the table at large and lets out a piteous whine that's not as play-acted as Sui Zhou thinks Tang Fan would prefer. "I know! I know! Just feed me already!"

Sui Zhou's busy serving everyone else, so Wuyun is the first to laugh and hold out a pair of chopstick Tang Fan can't use; while Dong'er rolls her eyes and opens her mouth in preparation for refusing to serve Tang Fan out of teenage rebellion; so it's Wang Zhi who picks up his bowl and holds it in front of Tang Fan's lips, with a glint in his eye that says it's just far enough away to be both possible and awkward for Tang Fan.

[that last paragraph is so tortured to follow the letter of the three-sentence constraint but it works, okay, it is indeed one sentence...]

[undeadrobins]

The Devil Judge, Kang Yo Han/Kim Ga On, hello goodbye