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!

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smallville, clark/lois/oliver, cuddle

[kingstoken]

Any, Any, "I'm so cold"

[ravenlilyrose]

Annie wanders into the blanket fort at 1 o'clock in the morning, hesitantly loitering around the entrance and looking like she was about to bolt, so Abed rolled over and sat up, cocking his head and trying to figure out what was wrong and if he was supposed to do something.
"I'm so cold," she finally whispered, wrapping her arms around herself tightly, looking really tiny, way tinier than she actually was--maybe she'd been hit by a shrink ray, or maybe there were aliens, or maybe--Abed cut himself off when he processed what Annie had said. He didn't really feel like talking, but he knew that Annie probably wouldn't care, so he just pushed his blankets around until they were perfect and gestured for her to come over (when they were situated in the blankets and had their arms wrapped around her, Abed wondered at how they had an apartment with real bedrooms but were only using the blanket fort room, before deciding he really didn't care).

[ilthit]

The Untamed, Jiang Cheng/Wen Qing, we'll have seven

[ilthit]

Scum Villain's Self-Saving System, Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky/Peerless Cucumber, fanfiction

[marquisguyun]

Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky didn't normally interact with his fans online--not as himself anyway--but he did read comments and keep an eye on fan forums. If he was going to be a fan-service sell-out author, he had to know what his readers wanted, right? Supply and demand.

Recently, though, he had gotten a new BNF (or anti-BNF, if that was a thing), and Airplane couldn't resist interacting with the surprisingly invested troll. Still not as himself--he did have some concept of internet safety--but he dusted off one of his sockpuppet accounts and decided to have a bit of fun! Write something he wanted to, for once! And if that something was Luo Binghe/Peerless Cucumber "fanfiction" so that he could watch the inevitable explosions, that was his business.

[ruthchinn]

Dragaera, Vlad/Morrolan, wounds

[ruthchinn]

any, any, music au

[ruthchinn]

any, any, shopping

Scum Villain's Self-Saving System, Liu Qingge

[ilthit]

"You can't send Liu-shidi shopping. One, he doesn't carry money. Second, if you ask him to bring you dragon's beard, he will misunderstand."

[ruthchinn]

any, any, grammar/verbs/vocabulary

[(Anonymous)]

Esmeralda/Quasimodo, The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996), would you come with me this time?

[(Anonymous)]

Phoebus/Esmeralda/Quasimodo, The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996), they found their place of miracles in one another

[marquisguyun]

Star Trek TOS, Dr. McCoy & Amanda Grayson, "Journey to Babel" coda

[ravenlilyrose]

It is in the aftermath of Jim and Spock's third escape attempt and the first they managed to rope Sarek into that Bones finds himself standing next to Lady Amanda in his office, watching a vidfeed of the three of them in their beds.

"How did we end up stuck with them and why do we keep putting up with them?" Bones asks, having pulled out some alcohol with only token disapproval from Lady Amanda.

"Well, I married one of them and another is my son, but I don't know what your excuse is," she responds cheerfully, and Bones glares at her, thinking that he may have found himself a new friend.

[paxilam]

Any,any, newspaper article

Danny Phantom

[kiestan]

Since becoming half-ghost and getting the media on his back every time he fought ghosts, Danny's brain associated newspapers and news channels with fear, dread and everything bad.

"Look, it's you," said Tucker one afternoon after school, stopping by a newspaper stand. "Oh no."

"Oh no? What do you mean by oh no?" Danny surged forward, desperately searching for the offending article. Did they identify another hideout? Capture a clearer picture of his face? Uncover his identity?

"No!" Danny cried.

NO MORE 'PHANTOM', the headline wrote. 'INVISO-BILL' WINS CITY-WIDE POLL FOR BEST SUPERHERO NAME!

[paxilam]

Lotr, any, waterfall

As From a Great Height (LOTR, Boromir & Faramir)

[vialethe]

“I heard one of Father’s guards say so,” Boromir insists, staring up at the great torrent of water flowing from high above; though the bank sits too far away for it to be true, Faramir fancies he feels the spray hitting him, for the waterfall looms large, its roar filling his ears, and he is still very small, to his disappointment.

“Surely not,” he says, dubious, even though Boromir does not tell tales, Boromir who is so much older and larger and thus surely wiser; watching Boromir squint against the imagined spray, he adds, “It stands higher even than the tower of Ecthalion - nothing could come down it and survive intact!”

“Well, the man going over the falls would have to be in the stoutest of barrels, you see,” Boromir says, and ruffles his little brother’s hair, and laughs; so Faramir returns home satisfied (decades later, he will stand in the same spot on the bank in dreams, remembering happier days, and see his brother for the last time, and know that Boromir told him no lies).

[paxilam]

Any, any, a new suit

[wellinghall]

Lieutenant-Commander Vorashkin, deputy head of Fleet Legal, shifted nervously in her seat; Admiral Nasmith wasn't as bad as rumour made out ... *couldn't* be as bad as rumour made out ... but he could still have her head on a platter over this.

"And *why* have the polity of New Quebec launched this action against us, Commander?", the admiral barked.

"Well, sir ... it seems they consider the authority of L'Academie Francaise to be overriding, and Ensign Deslauriers doesn't ... and made his objections known, in rather inflammatory (and very informal) language."

[(Anonymous)]

Esmeralda/Quasimodo, Notre-Dame de Paris - Cocciante/Plamondon, I'm not afraid any more

[zombie_honeymoon]

Any, any, tattoos

Tattoos (The Terror, Bridgens/Peglar).

[theseatheseatheopensea]

Harry's fingers find the faded image on John's arm, and trace it softly. Unlike the ink, they don't leave a mark. But still, in their own way, they draw shapes upon him, and he treasures each and every single one--he keeps them in his memory and in his heart, their meaning bright like torchlight, like the auroras in the sky.

[paxilam]

any, any, smells like dirty socks

Venom, Eddie attempts to get ready for a formal event

[kiestan]

"Okay," Eddie said, holding up his hands as if doing so would put the chaos within his house into a timeout. "Okay, jacket, ironed; new underwear, yes. What else -- socks! I need socks."

Eventually, he dug out a gray woolen pair squished between the couch's armrest and cushion, and meant to pull them on, before he paused, brought them to his nose, and sniffed.

"Eugh," he said, as Venom crooned into his ear, "Kinky."

[caramelsilver]

Narnia, Pevensies, back on my bullshit

Play the Game (Narnia, Pevensies)

[vialethe]

“There was a Dryad, you see,” Susan says, attempting to untangle a twig from her hair with grace and failing spectacularly while attempting to ignore the argument behind her conducted in hissed whispers, broken by the occasional sneeze from Lucy as Ed uses the bedraggled remnants of his cloak to remove the coating of pollen from her skin. “There may have been more than one,” she admits, when Peter’s eyes narrow, and when he crosses his arms and raises a single High King eyebrow at her, she has no choice but to throw up her hands and say, “And yes, perhaps then Bacchus showed up, and all his Maenads too-”

“-it’s all a bit of a blur, to be quite frank,” Ed mutters, and Lucy adds, “I know I can’t recall a thing beyond the fourth song, the one with all the drums and wild dancing,” and oh, sweet Lion-

“-you two are not helping!” she yelps (though the effect is spoiled by the leaf that falls from her loose curls, dangling rakishly above one eye as she paws at it).

Peter’s cough redirects their attention, and when he says, in that no-nonsense-big-brother voice, “I can’t believe you three, really,” her heart sinks for a moment, before she notes the twitch of his mouth and he finishes, “taking in the joys of a Bacchanal without me - of all the rude, inconsiderate, absolutely abominable sibling behavior-” and it may be Lucy who breaks first, but soon all four of them are smudged green with pollen, lost to laughter in the debauched glade.

[caramelsilver]

Shadow and Bones, The Darkling, there's a crack in everything/ that's how the light gets in

You Won’t Have the Sum (S&B, The Darkling (/Alina, let's be real))

[vialethe]

It comes of living in the dark too long, he supposes, this assumption that the world is meant to be thus, a black hollow stripped of color, warmth, life; stripped of anything but danger and death and an endless bitter gnawing where once a boy’s heart resided.

And now he remembers too much, remembers how much hurt that heart could hold, and how much hope, spilling out of cracks in a broken soul too fine to be felt, to be seen until held up to her blazing light.

Deep inside the Darkling, the boy Aleksander watches his shadow fall over that light like a stain, and remembers what it is to feel longing - and with it, shame.

[caramelsilver]

Gilmore Girls, Rory/Logan, no other will do

[theseatheseatheopensea]

Vienna Blood, any, Traumerisch

Vienna Blood, Oskar/Max

[sandrine]

Max wakes slowly, curled over his desk, his cheek uncomfortably pressed against the book he was reading, and it takes him too long to shake off the lingering images of his dream and school his tone into cautious formality when he says, "I'm sorry, I must have fallen asleep."

Oskar makes a noncommittal sound; he's in his shirtsleeves, and Max only realizes now that Oskar's jacket is wrapped around his shoulders, warm and too large and smelling like the cologne Oskar uses.

"Dreamed something nice?" Oskar asks, more teasing than anything, and all Max can do is shrug and avert his eyes as he lies and claims he cannot remember.

[siver]

Heaven's Vault, Aliya & gecko, hidden knowledge

[siver]

Chrono Trigger, Nu & Alfador, a bit of mischief

[siver]

Ghost Trick/Untitled Goose Game, Any, Goose gets Temsik powers

[emmatheslayer]

Trueblood , Eric northman/Jason stackhouse , funny story