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, situation after the party

any, any, "I'd like to get my hands on whoever wrote this script"

Cabin Fever - Muppet Treasure Island OST

any, any, "It's how you look at buccaneers that makes them bad or good / And I see us as members of a noble brotherhood"

Professional Pirate - Muppet Treasure Island OST

any, any, "when a cold wind blows it chills you, chills you to the bone / but there's nothing in nature that freezes a heart like years of being alone"

Scrooge - Muppet Christmas Carol OST

any, any, "And everyone can feel it, the feeling's running deep"

One More Sleep 'Til Christmas - Muppet Christmas Carol OST

any, any, "as freedom comes from giving love / so prison comes with hate"

Marley and Marley - Muppet Christmas Carol OST

any, any, "But adventure calls with unknown voices, pulling you away / be careful or you may regret the choice you make someday"

When Love is Gone - Muppet Christmas Carol OST

any, any, "it is the summer of the soul in December"

It Feels Like Christmas - Muppet Christmas Carol OST

any, any, "let us hear the voice of reason singing in the night"

Bless Us All - Muppet Christmas Carol OST

Any, any, waltz of the flowers

any, any, "I will hold you close in a thankful heart"

Thankful Heart - Muppet Christmas Carol OST

Sleeping Beauty (Perrault version), the princess, if her mother-in-law was an ogre, then her husband and children must be part ogre too...

DC franchise (any), Dick/Barbara, I haven't laughed like that in a long time

It was the middle of nowhere, no risk of humans stumbling on their camp by accident, and for once Leonardo was letting himself run and wrestle with his brothers, no disguises or obscuring clothing between his skin and the warm summer night air. Under April's indulgent watch, they horsed around in the trees like obnoxious teenagers until distant crack-pop-fizzles sent them scurrying back up the hill again to see what they came to see.

The sky lit up as bright as day with multicolored light, and the faraway bangs of the fireworks resonated like thunder in Leonardo's chest. Mikey draped himself over Leo's shoulder, breath quick and eyes bright; Donny had dragged a camp chair over to sit next to April, their backs to the fire; Raph had to be the cool guy perched on top of the truck, but even he looked awed and delighted at the display.

Mikey sighed in his ear. "Can we stay here forever?"

Leo laughed. "You can be a wild turtle of the woods if you want, but nobody delivers pizza out here."

"Aw."

The pages were ragged on the edges and the pencil marks faded with time, but the subects were still discernable: humanoid but not human, all well-defined muscle and smooth heads and hard shells on their backs, as though they were turtles who'd decided to stand up and walk like humans one day. The artist had had an eye for detail; somehow even in the rough medium of pencil she'd managed to capture the faint glossiness of the shells.

"These are Great-Grandma's... friends?" Suki asked.

"Family, in all the ways that matter," her dad replied, and Suki smiled; she and her dad didn't resemble each other any more than these turtle guys resembled her great-grandmother. "And if you want me to teach you ninjitsu, you need to know who they were first. They're the reason our family does what we do."

Suki nodded. She wasn't privy to all the details, but she knew her parents and older sister were heroes, protecting people from the shadows, and she wanted nothing more than to do the same.

interesting twist at the end!

The chocobos had been as dubious as they'd been at first, but after an hour in the saddle Mikey had to admit he was starting to get the hang of this mounted-warrior stuff. Or maybe that was just his butt going numb.

But his brothers weren't complaining, so he wouldn't either, or at least only enough to be entertaining. Leonardo was riding abreast with the generals, discussing tactics, and Raph and Donny were being obnoxious in their own special ways; Mikey was toying with the idea of charging in on one or both of them to mess with them when another chocobo drew in alongside him and he found himself riding alongside the shogun himself.

"I hope the men haven't been giving you trouble," Lord Kisaragi said, as placid as if riding with kappa, fiends, turtles dammit happened every day.

"Uh- nope." Which was true, as far as it went. "Helps that the little princess likes us, I think."

Kisaragi smiled - his smiles were rare, but mention of his daughter usually brought it out of him. "Yes, well, wild as she is, she's a good judge of character. You do your best to survive, young man. It would make her cry to hear of your demise."

Mikey grinned. "Hey, ninjas have honor too, you know, and it's dishonorable to make a little girl cry."

And wonder of wonders, that was an actual chuckle. "Indeed."

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.

Any, any, mindless scrolling

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.

"What?"

"What? What?"

"What did you just-?"

"Did I say it out loud?"

"Oh you did."

Chris grunted loudly. It was too late, no use in denying. "I did. And you heard it."

"Definitely, yes." Adrian patted his ears as to prove to himself and Chris that his hearing was perfectly fine. "See, now's muffled, now is not," keeping covering and uncovering, "but I can still hear everything."

"Yeah, got it, alright! So, will you?"

"Will I what?"

Chris felt the frustration reach the tip of his own ears. "Teach me the butt dance! Asshat!"

(someone send help, i've been listening to Hellfire for two days straight!)

He can’t stop thinking about the girl called Esmeralda, her raven locks, her tambourine tricks, and the time one of her sleeves brushed against him as he watched her in disguise. He fights the spark that simple touch set in his chest, but the insubstantial cloth soon becomes the only real thing in the world, and fans the fascination into a flame.

He never sinned in thought, word, or deed before she came along, and from this he concludes that this is all the result of her witchcraft: he must either give in completely or destroy her to set himself free.

“A slaughterhouse,” declares the Player with barely concealed relish, “Eight corpses, all told.”

Guildenstern moves his lips to count, and then again on his fingers, but he can’t seem to get the math right. He gets as far as “Six—” before a sound like the ground pulled out from under his feet drags his attention to the stage, where two suspiciously familiar figures are hoist by their own petards; beside him, Rosencrantz rubs his neck, remembering.

It’s little surprise that someone as lofty as the Inquisitor would keep him waiting, shuffling his feet like a child in need of attention. “Ah, Mr. Filin, I’m glad you could make it,” she says with a flourish of her pen that leaves a blot into which he could read psychologies if he wished, and adds, “though of course you’re here because you were written to be here: do you understand what that means?”

He’s about to shoot back that yes, he got her note, and he’s not illiterate, but then he remembers how he was made into a shopkeep and then into a clockmaker, and finally made himself a thief; now that he sees the strings that control the system he knows that, too, was an archetype, hungry and waiting for him to find his place within it.

Leverage/The Hobbit, any, the wrong thief

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