Three Sentence Ficathon 2022 Part 2

[rthstewart]

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.

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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

[gold_pen_leaps]

The Dresden Files (TV or books), Bob the Skull and Harry Dresden, felt nicer than I expected

[gold_pen_leaps]

The Dresden Files, Johnny Marcone and Harry Dresden, pet a tiger

Options (Dresden Files (books); Bob, Harry, (Marcone))

[kalira]

"Oh sure," I told Bob, shaking my head, "and after that, if I'm still alive of course, I can go to the zoo and pet the actual tigers - probably less dangerous!"

"Hey, I just said you oughta reconsider declining his employment," Bob said, and I turned towards him, frowning, "but hey, if you want to go on so far as petting the mafia don. . . Actually, if you do I have some-"

"No petting!" I shouted, maybe a little too sharply, but I did not want to hear whatever Bob was about to say - as it was the thoughts I already had were making me . . . uncomfortable.

[gold_pen_leaps]

What We Do In The Shadows, any, be careful with that stapler

[primeideal]

Any, any, "you fight like a cow"

Robin Hood: Prince Of Thieves

[archersangel]

Friar Tuck was alone, practicing fighting with his staff; a knock to the head here, a quick thrust there, a low, sweeping arc to knock an imaginary man off of his feet.

"You fight like a cow." The comment came from Tuck's left, he turned to see Little John leaning against a tree drinking from a cup. "You lumber about and are as fast as one coming in to be milked."

He offered nothing more, not a suggestion or piece of advice, just moved away from the tree and ambled back to his hut. Leaving Tuck to regret giving these fools beer.

[gold_pen_leaps]

The Electrical Life of Louis Wain, any, thunder and tabby cats

[gold_pen_leaps]

Detroit: Become Human, any, a fake person

[gold_pen_leaps]

Detroit: Become Human, RK800-60 and RK800 and Hank Anderson, tell the difference

[gold_pen_leaps]

any, any, became a sommelier for charity

Gala Night (Greenwing & Dart)

[edenfalling]

"Explain to me again how this farce is meant to aid the poor of Orio City?" I hissed into Hal's ear as I passed, a silver pail filled with snow and three bottles of an inordinately expensive white clutched in my gloved hands.

Hal bowed (somewhat ironically, I could tell by the set of his shoulders, though I doubted any who had not roomed with him for years could see through his earnest facade) to the latest group of notables who had stopped to twitter around him at the host's podium when they entered the repurposed ballroom, and delivered them courteously into the hands of another young gentleman who was playing at waitstaff.

"Because sometimes the best way to pry money from tight pockets is to make the people attached to those pockets feel indulged and superior," he murmured, "and what better way to accomplish that than to have fellow aristocrats wait on them hand and foot for a night?"

[gold_pen_leaps]

Detroit: Become Human, Gavin Reed, the cutest kitty in the world

[gold_pen_leaps]

Genghis Khan by Miike Snow (music video), any, "This room is bugged."

[gold_pen_leaps]

Star Wars Sequels, Rey/Hux, be my knight

[(Anonymous)]

Esmeralda/Quasimodo, The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996), New and a bit alarming/Who'd have ever thought that this could be?

[(Anonymous)]

Kayley/Garrett, Quest for Camelot (1998), embrace

[(Anonymous)]

any, any, 30 year reign of the dancing queen, crowned at 17

Queen's Thief, Irene/Gen

[betony]

The Attolian court does not dance--not unless one counts stately processions across the banquet floor; steps complex, measured, and intricate; pauses to allow for politicking. Even as a girl, Irene knows better than to let herself stumble, knows to only indulge her wildest, happiest dances in the privacy of the gardens without only her fellow shadows there to watch.

So when her new husband whirls her around beneath the orange trees on her second wedding night, free and birdlike for the first time in years, the queen of Attolia is not so very surprised to find herself weeping.

[(Anonymous)]

any, any, seafoam, celadon, mint

Dragonriders of Pern via SouCon MUSH's Xanadu Weyr, me again

[chanter1944]

One, two, three eggs split in a second-to-second succession so perfect in rhythm it could almost have been orchestrated by a Harper, but there all appearance of deliberate timing ends; the small, square, seafoam green hatchling gets gamely to her feet just as the second new weyrling of the night disappears into the designated side chamber with his lifemate, but her streamlined celadon green sister (there's an audible murmur of appreciation from the galleries for her, and Jenessa and Eelie aren't the only ones on the sands who add to it) takes an extra moment or three to arrange limbs, wings, nose and tail before setting out. The third arrival is also green, a lean mint-shaded hatchling who landed flat on her belly when her egg fell apart, but as it happens, she's the first to find a friend for life; she's barely gotten up before she's leaning on a delightedly-beaming sandy blonde girl from the weyr's own kitchen crew, meanwhile the seafoam green singles out a shy, skinny lad with a scraggly brown bobbed runnertail who was found among the support staff of the northern continent's Vintnercrafthall, and not to be upstaged, the striking celadon green strides through two candidate clusters, turning heads and drawing glances as she goes, before the slim and dully copper-headed lass as much thrown out as Searched from a Jordan farmhold - her admission of loving other women was either ill or supremely well-timed, depending on who one asks - drops to her knees in amazement.

[(Anonymous)]

any, any, one pale rose

Some Day (Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, Snow/Florian)

[ultra_fic]

With all the great gifts they had each been given, including the magical love they shared between them, Snow was determined not to be too heartsick when she took so long to bear a child. Her darling prince was sweetness itself on the subject, though she knew very well he longed for an heir, and all in good time, as she had always believed it would, a miracle came. One perfectly healthy, cherubic little girl, pale pink from head to foot, and they named their sweet baby princess Rose.

[schoolsasaint]

Lion King, any, cat nap

[schoolsasaint]

Narnia, Peter, the wolf blood

[last_haven]

It's treated like an honor, as if he's passed into manhood. Aslan takes Peter's sword and knights him, and when it's done, he tries to figure out if he feels different now, more adult. As he rises, Lucy comes to fling her arms around him, but when he steps towards Susan (Are you alright-?), she steps back, eyes locked on his sword and the mound of meat and fur still lying in the grass behind him.

Looking at her, he doesn't feel more adult. He feels like he wants to vomit.

[dariaw]

Leverage or Cobra Kai or Vampire Diaries/Originals, any male characters who always fight or bicker, I told you so

[(Anonymous)]

any, ant, pale melon sorbet

[(Anonymous)]

*Any, not ant

Any, any, pale melon sorbet

[scytale]

Fire Emblem Awakening, any, dancing

Fire Emblem: Awakening, Chrom/Robin

[(Anonymous)]

"I'm surprised you know how to do this," Robin said, clutching nervously at Chrom's hand while he easily guided her around the empty ballroom. They glided across the shining floor, Chrom dipping her seemingly without a second thought, and Robin's heart thumped in her chest at his unexpected display of dancing ability - and at the strength of his arms around her.

"Well, I had to learn something in those years of etiquette lessons," he said, smiling ruefully down at her with the reminder of his blunder; Robin thought her poor heart might never recover.

[scytale]

Fire Emblem Awakening, any, saucy ballads

Fire Emblem: Awakening, Chrom/Robin

[(Anonymous)]

The Shepherds hold a private celebration for their captain's marriage, in a bar deemed by Frederick to be wholly unseemly for a celebration of his lord. They unveil it between rounds of a drinking contest - a rowdy, hideously off-key performance of a now popular ballad about Chrom and Robin's love story, which grows progressively bawdier with each verse and makes Chrom's ears burn as he glances at Robin's own reddened face.

Chrom thinks it's perfect.

[(Anonymous)]

Greek mythology, Athena & Hermes, libraries

The Purpose of the Library

[silveradept]

"Wisdom is only achieved through careful and diligent study, with as many of the words of the philosophers, kings, and other worthies available so that the understanding gained may be was complete as possible," Athena said, closing the book she had in her hands for emphasis.

"We both know humans, though, Athena," Hermes replied, "and we know they don't have the patience to go digging through every bit of information available to them to find the wise answer when there's a quick answer available to them."

Neither Hermes nor Athena could be moved from their position, so libraries came to be seen as a place where wisdom can be found quickly, a reputation the librarians are always very careful to only curse the patrons for.

[scytale]

any, any, small crafts

Avengers, Tony & Steve

[kellan_the_tabby]

also this is WAY more than three sentences, oops >.>

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Tony's halfway into the room before he looks up from his coffee to stare at what Steve's working on. After a long frozen moment, coffee mug held most of the way to his mouth, he sputters, "Is that ... is that knitting?"

Steve hasn't stopped while waiting for Tony to find his tongue; it's been years -- well, okay, coming up on a century, but who's counting -- since he had to look at what his needles were doing. "Yup," he says, popping the P.

"Why." Tony pauses to take a long drink, as if that'll help. "Why are you ... knitting."

His tone is _almost_ derisive, but Steve can hear the genuine curiosity underneath; six months or a year ago he'd've snapped at Tony, but training and battle and the simple passing of time have given him the ability to look past Tony's surface ironic detachment. "Tony," he says instead of a straight answer, "has anyone ever made a thing for you, just for you, by hand? In your entire life?"

Tony walks closer, head tilting one way and then the other as he tries to make sense of the flashing needles. "I'm guessing dinner doesn't count," he finally replies.

"It does, but not the same way," Steve replies. "Give me a moment, will you? And then it'll all make sense."

Tony sinks onto the couch opposite Steve, watching, now, with open fascination. "Good colors," he ventures after a moment, and Steve has to work hard to repress a smile. There -- that's the last row done, and he binds the piece off with an absent-minded flourish. And then tosses the long red and gold scarf over to Tony.

Tony catches it, barely managing to keep one end from falling into his mug. "Oh, it's soft!" he says. "And this -- the pattern looks like --" He sets the mug aside and holds the scarf up, then gestures towards himself. "It looks like the armor. The abdomen part. Where the plates --" He makes an explanatory hand gesture, then falls silent, leaning over after a moment to return the scarf to Steve.

Who wards it off, finally breaking into laughter. "It's yours, Tony. I made it for you. Yes, that's why I picked that pattern ...." Then he breaks off, because Tony is hugging the scarf to himself, and are those the beginnings of tears in the other man's eyes? Nah, couldn't be.

"Yeah, all right," Tony says after a moment. "I get it now."

[(Anonymous)]

Fruits Basket, Momiji and Tohru Honda, Kartoffelkloesse