rthstewart | Three Sentence Ficathon 2022 Part 2

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Three Sentence Ficathon 2022 Part 2

UPDATE 14 FEBRUARY 2022 -- 3SF 2022 IS NOW CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS! Do continue to fill prompts already posted but the 3SF 2022 is now closed. We'll be back next year in a new comm (If I can get my act together). Thank you again!

THIS IS THE NEW POST FOR PART 2 OF THE 3 SENTENCE FICATHON -- ALL NEW PROMPTS SHOULD BE POSTED HERE
You may continue to fill prompts (but not leave new ones) at the original Post 1 here but please post new prompts here, not there. And if you're asking, hey is just me, or did this get enormous really fast? Why yes, yes it did. Last year, it took us ten days before I opened a new post. This year, it took us about 5.5 days to get there. So, by all means, go back and fill in Post 1 and post new prompts here!

Also woops, in an indication of how busy I've been with other things, I neglected to post that for a third year in a row the awesome

conuly started a master list of unclaimed prompts and has been updating it as time permits. Obviously a huge task! Thank you!

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.

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!

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any, any, cats

She really was getting too old for this shit. The Investigator had seen her fair share of strange and inexplicable things in her time, but the mere knowledge gathered at this latest job was... uniquely unsettling. Every so often, she dreamed of a mad court, with inhumane pipers merrily playing their music and dancing around something too horrible for her mind to remember when she awoke.

The last week had been mercifully devoid of those horrible dreams. The Investigator scoffed at herself, but she couldn't help but connect that peace of mind to the tiny black kitten that had decided she was to be her human. The little creature slept on the Investigator's own pillow, above the Investigator's head, purring the night away.

It must be that her unconscious mind had been pushed in that direction due to the sudden arrival of her new companion, but for the entire week since the black kitten had decided to live in her house, the Investigator only dreamed of an idyllic city, far away from her own in both time and space, where cats roamed the streets without a care in the world, for it was a fact well know by all that no one could harm a cat in Ulthar.

Hawthorne isn't like other cats, something Rowan is endlessly thankful for, but he can be just as annoying as one sometimes.

"Is there any for me, Mistress?" he asks and doesn't wait for an answer before he swipes a blackberry with his paw and stuffs it in his mouth.

"Classy," Rowan snorts and pats him on the head. "You little demon."

Hawthorne purrs. "A witch has the familiar they deserve."

Daredevil, Matt's mom (Maggie), any

When Jack dies, Maggie thinks long and hard about whether to renounce her vows a second time and step back into the secular world as Matthew's mother, but while that sounds virtuous in theory (aren't children owed a mother's love and care?), on a practical level there are nearly insurmountable obstacles. She has no guarantee of finding a well-paying job or suitable housing, no guarantee that she and Matthew would have compatible personalities, no guarantee that such a drastic change in her life wouldn't trigger a new mental health crisis, no guarantee she could navigate the maze of special needs education without the support of the Church behind her, and on and on and on.

Perhaps she could have introduced herself as Matthew's mother while still holding to her vows, but she's never been good with in-betweens; in the end, she keeps the break clean.

wow, this must have happened in canon. ò_ò

Edited 2022-02-13 16:21 (UTC)

Yeah, that's what I was going for. *wry*

I think that Maggie and Matt share a discomfort with fuzzy boundaries and a tendency to catastrophize along with their canonical tendency toward depression, and they very likely would have been a mutual disaster if they'd tried to live together as mother and son when Matt was young. (Comics canon is somewhat different, in that Jack tends to live long enough to at least see Matt start college -- I guess in that version, Maggie figures he's an adult and okay on his own, which is why she doesn't make contact until much later.)

Plants vs Zombies, Dr. Zomboss, any

The Good Place or any, Chidi/Eleanor or any, won’t you give me a boost over Heaven’s gate? (lyrics from Heaven’s Gate by Fall Out Boy)

King Lear, any, "I think the world's asleep."

It was hard to accept banishment, but what else was he to do? He hated the thought that everyone seemed to believe that all would be well, without considering the potential consequences. He therefore made his preparations for when the world woke up and the nightmare really began.

augh, kent! he's so clear-sighted and knows what everyone else is avoiding and that he'll have to do his best to mitigate it. that final line is so good and foreboding and entirely in character. thank you for this!

Thank you, I'm pleased you liked it, especially the last line.

Witch Hat Atelier, Qifery/Olgurrio, where you go, I'll follow

Any, any, honey, green tea, lavender

Lavender

You do not remember inviting her aboard, but she is here, so you must have.

You stand at the prow, your face turned Northward, and she stands beside you; her hand brushes yours, feverishly warm in the cold. The wind changes, and instead of salt and frost, you catch a breath of her perfume: spices, dried orange peel, the scent of a surface flower whose name you cannot remember and will not remember, except briefly, in dreams.

Green Tea

In dreams, briefly, you are safe.

When you wake, you are not safe, but you are warm; she sits in the flickering lamplight of your cabin and pours two cups of steaming tea, though you are the only one who drinks. What you pour out is stories: old sorrows and old loves, those you lost and those betrayed, the ones the zee has taken; each she lifts from you and tucks away, carefully, until you’re almost weightless.

Honey

You’re almost weightless when you fall into her arms.

You wake with your lamp gone dim and the North’s chill on you; you remember the feeling of silk against your skin, the taste of honey when she kissed you, and only fragments after that: her warmth, her weight, her lips against your throat, the darkness of a sweet and dreamless sleep.

You do not remember her leaving, but there is no one here, so she must have.

Idk the canon but i love the way you write

Alex can hear the crackling fire from the living room while she moves around Rowan's kitchen. Some green tea with honey and lavender will do them good today; they need the stability and calm it offers after having to deal with demons and their nasty tricks.

She knows all of this weighs heavily on Rowan and she's not about to let her best friend--her sister--go through it alone.

Violet and Ruiridh tiptoe away as the formal audience to welcome the new ambassador from Ysthar dissolves into a cheerful muddle of gossip and food. It's important for him to learn names and faces and the patterns of power, but what grown-ups think is interesting small talk is, almost universally, boring beyond words.

So they steal a pot of green tea (a gift from the new ambassador, each leaf worth more than its weight in gold), a plate of miniature honey cakes dusted with sugar and rose petals (equally extravagant), and a lavender tablecloth from a cupboard in the back of the great hall, and set up their own banquet under the lilacs in the their mother's private garden.

"When you're Lord of Alinor, you should hold all banquets in the garden," Violet tells her brother as she pours tea into a pair of hastily conjured cups.

"But what if it rains?" Ruiridh asks with a worried air.

"That's what the magic is for," she says, and shoves a honey cake into his mouth before he can echo their mother's lecture on the responsibilities of power.

“Oh, honey,” says Kelly when she sees the look on her wife’s face, “what’s wrong?”

Alex quietly admits that she and Esme had a fight and it makes her feel like she’s failing as a parent, and Kelly makes a pot of green tea and rubs soothing circles on Alex’s back.

“How did you know that would help?” Alex asks, after she finishes the tea and feels at ease again, and Kelly smiles. “The same way I know about how you love lavender soap and long runs and how much you care about the people you love. Because I know you.”

Untitled Goose Game/Stardust, any, goose on the loose

Narnia, Susan Pevensie, after giving you the best I had/tell me what to give after that

Susan stands at the graves of her family and weeps. She gave everything she could to Narnia during their reign, fought as hard as any of her siblings during the war to place Caspian on the throne. She came back to England and threw herself into living, not wasting away for a land closed to her forever. And for what? They're gone now, lost.

Oh, Susan! What a sad question in the end - it really gets across Susan's hopelessness and how pointless it all seems from her pov, left all alone to go on living.

Shadow & Bone/TGT, The Darkling/Alina, my mind turns your life into folklore/I can’t dare to dream about you anymore

The children of Keramzin demand dreadful stories, and Mother Alina always obliges: she tells of sharp-toothed volcra, of kings undone; she rasps of children drowned and beauties scarred, of monsters felled unjustly thanks to a single man's greed.

She is so very talented at making one's skin crawl that they expect only to be pleasantly terrified when they ask for a tale of the wickedest man that ever lived; but Mother Alina only grows still, and studies her hands for a time.

"Once," she begins at last, "there was a boy who grew to manhood very lonely, indeed."

Edited 2022-01-23 21:55 (UTC)

Alina would be the best at telling scary stories!! The kids being "pleasantly terrified" made me giggle.

And then the last line is SO SAD, as is tradition.

I'm still not sure that Alina going off to run an orphanage forever is the best HEA for her, but I definitely like her getting to interact with kids and be happy. (And, I mean, everyone in fandom's certainly made the connection to "Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story" right?)

I hate that ending so much I actively try to forget it's canon and just wrote my own, better version, so yeah!

I'm sure I've seen that Darklina gifset, yes. Surely!!

RoW fixed it a little, but wow, was the end of R&R ever a letdown--it still seems like one of those that was planned before the series began, and so we got stuck with it, even if the story and characters went another way altogether.

Yeah, I'm sure the happy ending orphanage farm was never going to change, regardless of how popular the Darkling or Nikolai were (or how unpopular Mal might have been). There's no amount of fix it enough for that, really.

oooooh, that last line hit hard

Trojan War Cycle, Aeneas/Cassandra, we’re the smoke on a burned horizon/we’re the boat on a tide that’s rising

"I shouldn't be here," Cassandra says, biting her lips, and Aeneas dismisses this as he has so many other odd words from her mouth.

"Too late now," he reminds her; after all, they've left their mooring and their burning city behind, and all that remains is to write a new fortune across the wine-dark sea.

"Yes," she says when he tells her this, and then, faint voice trembling, "I believe you, my friend."

I will take happy-ish!! Even if her little "I believe you" STILL breaks my heart, because I know the history and meaning embedded in those words for her, even as they flee the doom that might have been. It is still a much better ending, that's for sure.

Shadow & Bone/TGT, The Darkling/Alina, and i have never loved a darker blue/than the darkness i have known in you/honed from you

On nights where she means to bring about shipwrecks, his sister sings of love; and Aleksander always listens, bemused. It is not that he is unfamiliar with the concept, or even why lesser men crave it so, but it has always struck him as being--limited, somehow; emptying far sooner than expected.

Until he sees the spark in Alina's eyes, the slant of her smile; until he turns from the night sky to the sight of her face; until he wants to reach within her for the wickedness that lingers there, even among so many stars.

The way you write Aleks as so outwardly disconnected and cold and then turning on a dime into a slushy puddle for Alina is delightful. And the wickedness that lingers there, even among so many stars - what a line, what a concept!! He does see things in her no one else does, that's for sure.

Slushy puddle! Darkling is the best Darkling (well, second only to oblivious slushy puddle! Darkling, I suppose :D)

Shadow & Bone/TGT, The Darkling/Alina, i can’t make it go away by making you a villain

Shadow & Bone/TGT, The Darkling/Alina, will you forgive my soul/when you’re too wise to trust me/and too old to care

Shadow & Bone/TGT, The Darkling/Alina, and when i felt like i was an old cardigan/under someone’s bed/you put me on and said i was your favorite

Trojan War Cycle, Aeneas/Cassandra, i thought i was flying/but maybe i’m dying tonight

"On such a day," Cassandra says dreamily, "did Icarus take flight, before the Sun betrayed him and brought him down;" and Aeneas mutters that at least he had wings.

"On such a day," she continues, "did my brother soar from the walls, and find himself turned a bird for his troubles;" but that, Aeneas begs her to consider, had been due to heartache, and surely beautiful Cassandra knows nothing of that.

"On such a night," she tells him, even as the guards shout that Prince Paris' ship has been sighted on the horizon, "I wrote my own destruction," and she pulls his face downwards to her own.

Oh this is so lovely, and everything about it is so rich and full - Aeneas's attempts to discount the things she says, Cassandra's roundabout way of saying what she means, to that kiss and her calling it her own destruction. It's everything!!

Tragically, even here, I feel like Cassandra would have to use her words carefully without accidentally activating the curse--but hey, at least they kissed? for once?

Look, I will take it, because I'm desperate. I'm not above that!!

Historical RPF, Anne Neville/Richard III, we were family pulled from the flood/you pulled the floorboards up and let the river rush in

Anne never does learn to swim.

Richard promises he will teach her, and soon, but soon afterwards, he is recalled to his brother's side--and Mother will say it is not precisely ladylike, and Isabel support her; but she wishes desperately to have learned during that nightmarish crossing to Calais, wakes still with nightmares of water rushing to overwhelm her.

"Now you'll be safe," says Richard as he brings her back to Middleham, the ground sturdy beneath her feet, and Anne truly believes him; but years later, she discovers there's more than one deluge that might sweep them all away.

Oh poor Anne, on that crossing, where Richard couldn't save her either in the present or the past. OR THE FUTURE. No, sorry, this is too sad, I object!

That crossing, even historically, was TERRIFYING. I can't imagine how any of the Nevilles ever got on a boat again!

The amount of historical figures the channel either took out or almost did is astounding. Like, the continent is NOT WORTH IT, guys.

Right? Geez. Especially after the White Ship disaster!

any, any, bandaged fingers

Training had been target practice today, throwing kunai, senbon, shuriken with endless accuracy, from all positions, standing, running, crouching in tree limbs - it didn't matter, if it could be thrown from any position, they threw it, weapons after weapon until their muscles shook and their fingers were slick with blood.

"I wish I could heal you as easily as I can heal myself," Hashirama said, carefully wrapping bandages around his brother's bloody fingers.

Tobiram, trembling from exhaustion, smiled at him; then, as a small spark grew in his too-intelligent eyes - even as Hashirama mourned their chances of a full night's sleep, now that Tobirama had an idea - he murmured, "Well, what if you tried..."

Childe sits there, watching as Zhongli carefully bandages each of his fingers; they weren’t that badly injured but he wasn’t going to complain and besides… it was the closest he had gotten to the man in weeks.

“What you did was extremely reckless,” Zhongli chides as he wraps the next finger so tightly Childe lets out a little squeak of pain. “Oh, did that hurt, Tartaglia? My apologies.”

“You don’t seem all that sorry though,” Childe says, and he really doesn’t seem sorry at all, “I’m pretty sure that finger wasn’t broken before but it just might be broken now.” Only then does Zhongli’s face soften and he murmurs a slightly more sincere apology.

“What?” Shaw asks, slightly annoyed.

She’s trying to concentrate on treating her own wounds, but it’s hard when every few seconds she hears a belabored sigh coming from a few feet in front of her where Root is currently sitting, fiddling with something on the computer keyboard.

The hacker is sitting with her back to Shaw, and without turning around she raises a hand in the air, showing off the bandages around the fingers of her right hand, a gift from their latest number, and answers: “I can’t type.”

I can absolutely picture the frustration on Root's face and in her body language about this--and Shaw would be unhelpful for long enough to make her even more annoyed before probably helping. =D

haha yeah

"What happened to Sakaki's fingers?" Chiyo asked her classmates.

"She's winning scraps with delinquents and creeps like Kimura," Tomo said, with enthusiastic nods from Kagura and Ayamu.

Chiyo couldn't imagine Sakaki fighting other people, and besides, the bandages on her hands looked like she was getting bit by something rather than punched.

"What happened?" Matt asked as soon as she stepped inside.

"Uh? What?"

"Your fingers. What happened? Do they hurt?"

Claire took a moment to focus and encourage her reluctant mind to wake up and connect his questions to her reality.

Having pushed the pause button as soon as she got out of the hospital, just walking mechanically all the way back home, made the act rather exerting, still, Matt's alarmed tone made her replay the reason why she did that in the first place.

She had willingly scrapped the memory about an extremely mean patient who came into the ER hiding a tiny yet dangerously and bothersome blade. Luckily, no one received serious injuries, but that was just the beginning of her shift.

Yay.

She was definitely better when such pleasures were fast archived under the label 'HHH', aka the huge hassles hole.

Too bad she hadn't locked that drawer yet.

"Oh, this... No, don't worry, they're just a few cuts."

She shrugged and was about to reach for her soft slippers when Matt drew too much close to do anything.

"Cuts? They deep?"

He took the hand in question, trying to gauge the extent of her wounds. His mind running towards dead ends already. Did they hit any nerves? Were the edges of the skin cleanly cut? How would they cicatrize? Was there any dirt still inside?

Claire let him inspect her. Shoes still on. Jacket still on. Her bag starting to weigh heavily on her shoulder.

"Matt?"

"Yeah?"

As he enveloped her hand, she couldn't help to notice the warmth radiating from him. It was like she was the melting cheese in a toast.

"I'm fine," she said. "Really."

She was sure he felt it. The reassuring tone. The soft vibration and the effortless pull her facial muscles did to form a delicate smile.

"Yeah, sorry, I..." Matt shook his head lightly but didn't release her. "Let me take care of you."

Claire was about to follow up, saying that there was no need. She already took care of it, right after it happened, obviously. She worked in a hospital, duh. And to be fair, it wasn't so bad, they didn't even hurt, only bothersome. She had worse and Matt knew that too.

But, despite all that, she simply agreed.

Was it the fatigue that made her give in?

Finally picking up her slippers, she asked if he still had the cute band-aids Foggy gave him for his birthday.

He chuckled as he closed the cupboard.

Was it the fondness she perceived?

"Yeah, they're too small for my cuts."

It’s been a very long time since Teomitl has been clumsy. He’s been training with weapons almost since he was big enough to hold one; each movement is as familiar to him as his own limbs. He can’t even remember the last time he dropped any of them or even so much as fumbled his grip.

But he hasn’t been himself lately, not while knowing he’s been walking farther and farther away from the people he loves, and so he’s wrapping his fingers with shaky hands and trying—trying *so hard*—not to think of a different pair of hands on his own.

💖 this is lovely and great to see you back, I enjoyed your fills last year!

I'm glad to be back! I missed the active period unfortunately due to illness (not the plague! but I have antibiotics I have high hopes for) but now I am once again here to ~~infiict~~ bestow my tiny fandom on everyone!

DC comics, Jason Todd/Tim Drake, expecting hurt and receiving comfort

DC comics, Jason Todd/Tim Drake, coffee and waffles

DC comics, Slade Wilson/Dick Grayson, breaking and entering

Batwoman, Alice/Ryan, stay alive

In the hazy space between dead and waking, Ryan feels cool fingers press against the fading pulse on her neck and frantically pouring a burning liquid—-Desert Rose—-down her throat; she’s nearly unconscious, but she thinks she hears a whispered plea. “Please alive.”

—

“Why did you save my life?” she’ll demand later when they’re in the Bat Cave, Mary flitting around checking her wounds and Luke and Sophie glaring distrustfully at Alice, who’s handcuffed to a railing. “We’re not friends.”

“No,” Alice agrees, with a meaningful glance at her cuffed hands, “but like it or not, we’re allies.”

btw it’s so nice to see someone else who enjoys this show here!!

Aaaaah, this is lovely. Thank you! <3

fuck i just realized that says “please alive” instead of “please stay alive” ugh

The Long Dark, Mathis/Mackenzie, A predator in prey's clothing

any, any, fortune favours the ________

"The bold," says Odysseus, eyes gleaming even as gray begins to touch his hair.

"The worthy," ventures Telemachus, who--if nothing else--has at least learned from his father's misadventures to mind his words.

"Those that survive to tell the tale," murmurs Penelope, and smiles when she hears the goddess' laughter.

Lovely!

And lol, Telemachus, giving the very tactful, god-approved and vague answer (while Odysseus really has apparently not learned anything!!). :D

I feel like for Ithaca's sake, *some* member of the family needs to have learned how not to offend the gods XD
Thank you!

Oo, very nice! And a very nice peek into their personalities at that.

Thank you! :)

Ohhh this is so good!!

Ha, three perfect answers, in their own ways.

Lovely!

I love it!

Thank you!

Oh, very good. ;)

yes, that's all of them so perfectly, and the fact that penelope is the one to make the goddesses laugh makes me really happy for her. what a delightful fill!

wwwoooo loving it!

“COOKIE!” shouts Cookie Monster.

“He’s not wrong,” says Ernie, offering a fortune cookie to Bert.

(Bert gives it to Cookie Monster, who eats it whole; on the whole, this is preferable to reading the fortune, because last time Ernie’s said “He who learns to put down the duckie can play beautiful music on the saxophone” but Bert’s was a misprint — “insert fortune here.”)

:DD

mdzs, Nie Huaisang, birdwatching

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Three Sentence Ficathon 2022 Part 2

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Call of Cthulhu RPG - Downtime

Black Magick: Rowan Black & Hawthorne

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Triple Fill: Sunless Sea, Zee-Captain/The Lady in Lilac

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Can so write a happy-ish au! *laughs*

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AU-ish from my own established Aeneas/Cassandra canon, I guess?

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Can so write a happy-ish au! laughs

Re: Can so write a happy-ish au! laughs