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

[ernest]

any, any, "All the fool mine?" "I cannot give you less."

Revolutionary Girl Utena, Utena

[little_lady_d]

“He who believes friendship exists is a fool,” Touga said, and for the first time Utena wondered whether Anthy would say the same — for the first time in a long time, she wondered what Anthy would think — and she didn’t know, she never knew, but she could spend her whole life learning, lying face-to-face with Anthy under the revolving stars, sharing every thought and wish and half-forgotten dream.

“Didn’t you know? I am a fool.”

[wickedlittletown]

NBC Hannibal, Hannibal/Will Graham, You've killed the saint in me

[reeby10]

"You've killed the saint in me, if there ever was one," Will whispers, voice hoarse, blood dripping red and shining from his mouth, down his chin, to the ground. There's a wild look in his eyes that Hannibal has never seen before but has wished for, has pushed for for as long as the two of them have known each other.

Hannibal can't do anything else but grin, whisper, "I know," and lean in to kiss the blood from his lips.

[svgurl]

MCU, Pepper/Natasha, stolen moments

Elevator, MCU, Pepper/Natasha

[panisdead]

The elevator door closed on the hallway outside the conference room and Pepper let the smile slide off her face with relief. She sighed and shut her eyes. Just for a count of five, and then she’d open them again. Her feet were killing her.

“Well hey there,” said a voice in her ear. Pepper startled so violently she almost lost her balance. She spun toward the voice and glared.

Natasha—because of course it was Natasha—raised an eyebrow. “I’m not exactly camouflaged,” she said, clearly a little surprised by Pepper’s reaction.

She sure wasn’t, Pepper thought, staring at her outfit in consternation. Flared plaid trousers, suspenders, and a pageboy cap? Had she lost a bet?

She’d been too slow to respond, and now Natasha was frowning at her. “You really didn’t see me? What’s got your head in the clouds?”

Pepper’s skin was still tingling from the adrenaline rush, but she was too tired to snap. Instead, she sagged against the rear wall, tablet hugged to her chest, and told the truth. “I’ve been slammed all day. You caught me in a cat nap.”

Natasha propped her shoulder against the wall next to Pepper and leaned in, taking the tablet out of Pepper’s hands. Her warm fingers brushed Pepper’s arm through her silk blouse as she tapped at the scheduler and hummed to herself, swiping back and forth through the minutiae of Pepper’s day. “Wow,” she said after a moment. “So the merger went through?”

“Tying it up tomorrow morning,” Pepper said. “God, I’m glad. The CEO is insufferable, I can’t wait to hand him off. We’ll sign papers and then Tony thinks I should take a personal day.”

Natasha flicked the backs of her fingers against Pepper’s arm and smirked. “You gonna do it?”

“He suggested a spa retreat upstate,” Pepper said, letting herself make a dubious little moue. “It does sound nice. ‘C’mon, Pep, you must be exhausted, treat yourself,’ you know the drill.”

“Uh huh. That’s not an answer, though.”

Pepper let herself bite her lip and grin. “I did consider it.” She tilted her head toward Natasha conspiratorially. “But that CEO’s a real ass.”

Natasha reached up and pressed a fingertip into one of Pepper’s dimples. “And you want to be there to oversee the transition. Watch him squirm.”

“I really do!” Pepper squealed, grabbing Natasha’s hand and pressing it to her cheek. “I’ve been waiting for this all month! It’s gonna be so rejuvenating, oh my god. Everyone always thinks I need to relax, take some ‘me’ time, and I am tired, but—” she broke off, gazing at Natasha. Her hand was warm against Pepper’s cheek.

“You’re the boss,” Natasha said. She smiled, eyes crinkling. “And you’re having fun.”

“Power is my idea of a good time,” Pepper said, smiling back. “What can I say?” They’d swayed together until Natasha’s face was inches from her own, and Pepper felt herself relaxing as she looked down at her. It was such a relief to push into someone else’s space after a day of carefully aloof, all business body language. “You like it too, you know. You should totally come to my meeting tomorrow and watch. What’s your schedule like, Ms. Rushman, do you wanna play PA and then go get massages in the mountains?”

Natasha pulled her hand back, taking Pepper’s with it. She eyed Pepper’s nails critically. “Not tomorrow, I’ve got a—thing. Dismantling a coup. But what about—” she tapped at the tablet. “Thursday? You’ve got a slot at 3pm, I could do manicures if we stayed in town. My nails are trashed.”

“Only if you wear something else,” Pepper said, grimacing. It was rude, she knew, but seriously. A pageboy cap.

Natasha rolled her eyes. “I lost a bet.” She lifted Pepper’s hand to her mouth and blew lightly over her fingertips. “So, 3pm? Bring Tony if you want. You know I don’t mind.”

“Maybe next time,” Pepper said. She reached out and touched Natasha’s bottom lip gently. “Three o’clock Thursday. It’s a date.”

[svgurl]

Carmilla (web series), Carmilla/Laura, blankets

[wearing_tearing]

"Are you warm enough?" Laura asks as she pulls another blanket on top of them and cuddles closer to Carmilla; of course the heater in this stupid old house would crap out on them during the first cold night of the season.

"I'm a vampire," Carmilla reminds her. "We're never warm."

Laura stares down at Carmilla for a second and then presses a kiss to her forehead. "I'll grab more blankets."

[svgurl]

Smallville, Clark/Lois, explanations

Not a Super Excuse

[ultra_fic]

"Lois, I am so sorry I'm late, but I can explain," said Clark, not for the first time in his life, probably nothing like the last either, as he skidded to a halt in front of her, hands already raised in some kind of surrender.

"Seriously, Smallville, don't even bother," she said, rising from her chair, shaking her head, arms folded firmly across her chest, "because I'm pretty sure I heard them all before anyway."

She moved to storm past him, but he quickly grabbed at her hand, keeping her there, turning her to him so she had to look at him as he produced a perfectly wrapped gift from behind his back; "I had to pick this up from the engraver and there was a delay, but happy birthday," he told her, smiling not only because she looked so happy with her present, but more so because - just this once - his explanation for where he had been and why he was late actually got to be true.

[svgurl]

DCEU, Diana/Steve, all this time/i've been waiting for you

[ruthchinn]

Jewish scripture & stories, Ruth & Naomi, family

[aelisheva]

DCEU, Barry Allen/Iris West, all i wanna do is come running home to you

[syrena_of_the_lake]

LOTR, any, dwarvish vs elven architecture/aesthetics

[syrena_of_the_lake]

Narnia modern AU (Museumverse), any, absurd academic rivalries

[syrena_of_the_lake]

Narnia, your alter ego as secret agent of Cair Paravel, epistolary

[reeby10]

The Witcher, Geralt/Jaskier, "I've never loved anyone as much as I love you, and sometimes I think that just makes me a fool"

[syrena_of_the_lake]

Lord of the Rings/Lake Wobegon Days, any, “where all the women are strong, all the men are good-looking, and all the children are above average”

(Change or ignore gender references at will)

not a fill

[chanter1944]

But this prompt made me squeeeeeeak in delight! If I knew LOTR even a little, I'd pounce. As is, I hope someone goes here!

[ernest]

Hamlet, Claudius/Gertrude, But I'm a little bit broken / And you're a little bit sad / I wish we always had each other / I wish it didn't go so bad

[smallhobbit]

That play, he doesn't know but he suspects, and Gertrude is starting to waver - she was never entirely committed to the plan, whatever she may have said. I knew that, of course, but preferred to ignore it. And now, well Hamlet has to go, but I don't see that this will be the end, as soon as we began we condemned ourselves to worse.

[eagleoftheninth]

This fill, Jadis, Narnia's not always the best place to be a girl who looks human but isn't


(Because does anyone else remember that one passage in TLTWATW? 'Keep your eyes on it and feel for your hatchet'...)

[elementalraven]

(wow, it's really cool to see my fill being used as the inspiration for a prompt! I hope you don't mind that I used this to continue that au)


Jadis has to admit that after a lifetime of being followed by suspicious eyes and furtive whispers, it is kind of nice to now be the only one among the four of them who can go outside without a disguise. After all, when people believe humans are the only intelligent beings that exist, what else can she be?

She does feel a little sorry for Tumnus and Maugrim (who can only go outside when it is dark) and Aslan (who can’t leave the house at all) but she can’t deny the relief she feels, or the freedom. And perhaps, deep down, there is also some vindication; at least her friends now finally understand a little about what it is like to be her.

Of course, this can only last so long. Apparently, the country they are now in is ruled by a power hungry and merciless Prime minister (which is somewhat like a king) and his equally ruthless and frighteningly competent siblings, most of whom hold positions of power that Jadis has never even heard of. Professor Kirke (as the man who owns this house introduced himself) told them that the Pevensies have eyes and ears everywhere in the country and that it would be better for all of them if they didn’t discover the existence of Jadis and her friends.

And then Professor Kirke left for urgent business (though not before teaching Jadis and Tumnus how to use a device called a “telephone” and telling them to call a certain Ms. Plummer should he not return in two days) and the four of them have been alone in his house ever since.

All of this is rather ominous, but Jadis can’t say she isn’t used to it; the threat of an attack by Telmar has loomed over Narnia for as long as Jadis can remember.

It’s still a bit ironic that the four of them should be sent off to hide with the Beavers for their safety (though Jadis thinks, sometimes, that they were probably all too glad to be rid of her), only to end up in an equally dangerous situation.

Still, at least for now Jadis doesn’t have a giant target on her back, and she determined to enjoy being in a place where, for once in her life, what she was born as isn’t something to fear.

[(Anonymous)]

predator, any, You'er no fun anymore.

[(Anonymous)]

star trek lower decks, any, The time machine broke.

Mariner and Mariner, Delegation

[silveradept]

"Damn!" Mariner said, casting her eyes over the from full of herself in different stages of a temporal anomaly. "How are we going to figure out what we need to do to fix this?"

"I don't know," one of the other Mariners replied, "but if Boimler were"—both Mariners snapped their fingers in recognition—"that's brilliant, he's such a nerd that he's probably already organized them and compared notes!"

[(Anonymous)]

any, any, I've got a lame claim to fame.

[vialethe]

Narnia, Eustace & Pevensies, they sit like lions in a sunbeam, only child/and never came down

[mouseyear]

He doesn’t see the imagination in his cousins anymore. He doesn’t see wasted intelligence anymore either. The pointless optimism he once saw in them is long gone now. Perhaps it is only because he has known them in their element – but all he can see in them is grief now.

[cestlamorte]

Pathologic, any, 'if you're going to control me at least make it interesting theatrically'

[ruanchunxian]

A Wrinkle in Times series, Calvin O'Keefe/Meg Murry, do you love me or my family?

[ruanchunxian]

Persuasion, Wentworth, half-agony half-hope

[ruanchunxian]

Jane Austen novels, any two male characters from different novels, conversation at the gentlemen's club

Principles and Propensities (Lady Susan, Sense and Sensibility, Reginald De Courcy, Edward Ferrars

[woodmr]

Mr. Reginald De Courcy—while a very distinguished flirt—was not in the habit of dispensing advice on affairs of the heart, certainly not at the club, and most especially not after his own recent engagement with Cupid’s arrows; but if only due to that shameful event, he felt compelled to warn the fellow sitting across from him of the dangers to be faced in such a venture:

“Keeping this secret will sink any pleasure you currently take in your family’s company, not to mention becoming ever harder to bear over time for both you and the lady, if she truly cares for you.”

“Oh, our engagement is nearly her own doing, there can be no doubt of her attachment,” Mr. Edward Ferrars assured him in a quiet voice, eyes wide and unseeing as only those in the snare of Venus could be.

[ruthchinn]

Blood of Eden, any, family

[ruanchunxian]

Jane Austen novels, any two female characters from different novels, letters between friends

Letter from Hunsford Parsonage (Charlotte Collins & Elinor Dashwood)

[woodmr]

… for though Her Ladyship’s schedule may not permit my husband much leisure, we would be happy to accommodate you and Mr. Ferrars after your visit with his mother, provided the colonel may spare him and the carriage so long. I hope our correspondence has brought as much comfort as I have gained by it—and must thank you again for the lovely pattern sent in your last, it is coming along charmingly—but confess it would be very pleasing to discuss our respective parishes and families in person. We are often at home and the guest room is always made up; regardless, I pray you enjoy peace both getting to and at your destination and remain, yours, &c.,

CHARLOTTE COLLINS