3 Sentence Ficathon

[rthstewart]

EDIT!  THIS POST IS NOW CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS,  PLEASE POST NEW PROMPTS HERE!

CaramelSilver isn’t running the awesome 3 sentence ficathon this year, but she said I could do it in her place!!  (Banner courtesy of CaramelSilver and thanks so much!)

What is the 3 Sentence Ficathon?
This is a challenge where you answer a prompt with a fic consisting of only three sentences. It's open to all fandoms and you can post and answer as many prompts as you like, as many times as you want.

What do I do?
You post prompts!  When posting a prompt please format it this way:

fandom, character/pairing, prompt word/sentence.

Only one prompt per comment please.

What else?
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 allowed. 

I'm not a member of Dreamwidth
No problem.  You can comment anonymously or through open ID

Can anyone play?
Yes!  Please pimp this to your flist, I'd like as many as possible to come and participate!

I'm cross-posting to LJ but we will keep all prompts and fills here, so they are in one awesome place (and with less spam). 

Here's a link for spreading the word to all your friends and comms (thanks snacky !)


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How long can it go? 
CaramelSilver kept the 2011 3 Sentence Ficathon up for a month.  I'd suggest closing it on Sunday, April 7, 2013.  How does that sound? (edit:  If we reach 5,000 comments sooner, I'll start a new one).

Are there any rules about cross-posting?
Nope, you can post wherever you want, whenever you want.  Last year, a lot of folks collected their responses together and posted them on AO3 under the 3 sentence fiction tag.

Gosh who are all these people writing such great prompts and fills?
Good question!  Come to the friending meme and introduce yourself if you like.

As  lady_songsmith explains, for the 2011 3 Sentence Ficathon, grim_lupine created a delicious account to archive the 3 Sentence Ficathon.   lady_songsmith has reactivated the archive on delicious for this challenge, so, here is the account (nothing current added yet, though): https://previous.delicious.com/3sentence She asks that if anyone would be willing to help knock down the backlog of the prolific-ness thus far, let her know!!  (She adds:  I know folks are kinda down on delicious with the changes, but, hey, it's an archive already set up with useful tags!)

On the subject of archiving, I really encourage people to collect and post their fills elsewhere.  That way, we can find your work more easily again, redundancy is always good and it's really useful for future remixes and other challenges and gift exchanges you might participate in. I'll start a linking post so that if you do collect all your fills and post them on your own blog or an archive like AO3, you can give give us the link in comments. 


edited March 12, 2013
edited March 13, 2013 to fix box coding problem (thanks to those who helped!) and to add link to friending meme
edited March 15, 2013 to add information on archiving.
edited March 24, 2013 to close post to new prompts. 

Comments

[hot_tramp]

Sad and perfect.

[wingedflight]

WOW YES THIS IS WHAT I WANTED. GAH PERFECT.

[be_themoon]

ughhh YES I just never know where I stand with them and on them other than that they should make out some more and be in each other's vicinity and stop hurting themselves and others pls guys be happyyyy

[vialethe]

Narnia, Susan, I want to run in fields, paint the kitchen, and love someone/now I can't do any of that here, can I?

[wingedflight]

She sees warm red on cold stone steps, hears the echo of screams trapped in corridors above, smells the dead and follows the scent. The scene has been laid out before her, a tapestry of pain and taunting, a lure to lash out and strike.

She knows this world now, knows its tricks and turns them inside-out to gather the power inside her and fight; the trouble with knowing the world is it knows you, too.

[(Anonymous)]

Homestuck, BroJohn, tight

[(Anonymous)]

Utena, Utena/Anthy, power

[vialethe]

I know!! Come on guys, would that be so hard? (I mean yes, it would, because Kara would have to believe she's worthy of love and won't accidentally kill everyone she loves, and Lee would have to stop being a stubborn, uptight dick, but...SIGH. BABIES.)

[metonomia]

KJDAIPEJWIOJG YES YES YES my bb Cassandraaaaaaaa

[(Anonymous)]

Olórin -Gandalf, Mithrandir, Merriman, Merlin- but he still prefers Olórin, because that was his name at the dawn of Arda -Middle-earth, Earth, Men call it now- stands at the prow of the Pridwen -Vingilot, really, but it has been long since he thought of it that way-, looking down as the sea fades away under the Straight Road. The Music -Gramarye; oh! what Will would give to hear this, he always was musical- sings in his ears, then Manwë spins a breeze, and -there!- he can almost -no, he can- see the white peak of Taniquetil, the golden, jewel-strewn sands of the Teleri, bright Tirion atop Túna. He has no regrets; he can finally rest, after centuries, millennia battling the Dark -Morgoth's lies, Morgoth's hate, Morgoth's rage- and finally thrusting the forces of evil into the Timeless Void with their master (and he can finally speak to Nienna again).

-Ailavyn Siniyash (and I do NOT ship OlórinxNienna)
Thanks for the prompt, Pencil!

[hostilecrayon]

Any, Any, forgetting where we are

[metonomia]

"You'll move into my bedchambers, though, right?"
"Cor, don't be ridiculous, after all the time Lucy spent helping me set up my boudoir, do you really think I'm moving? We'll sleep wherever we please, and that's that, now kiss me and let's go tell the family."

[vialethe]

Life, Crews/Reese, anybody ever love you that much?

[hanet]

Jordan's jaw drops when he watches Jeff with Eric, totally shameless, one hand high on Eric's thigh, smiling big. Later, Jordan shoves Jeff hard against the hotel door, kisses harsh and unimpressed, determined to let the kid know that cute bullshit doesn't work on him.


But it kinda does.

[hanet]

She sees him at church sometimes, head bowed in prayer or thought or boredom, so she invites him to lunch. He begins to pick her up for the services, both their sons still asleep. One Sunday they just stay at her place, quietly tangled in her sheets, and he murmurs into her skin, "This is way better than Pastor Raymond's sermons."

[vialethe]

Greek/Roman mythology, Aeneas/Cassandra, playing favorites

[metonomia]

Greek mythology, Helen/Aphrodite, the most beautiful

[vialethe]

Game of Thrones, Sansa/Jaime, with the perfect armor/with the perfect dream

[metonomia]

Norse mythology, valkyries, hospitality

[metonomia]

anthropomorfic, stars/planets, something always brings me back to you/it never takes too long

[vialethe]

The Silmarillion, Feanor (+any), there is no one who will take me by that shore/close to the smoke/far from the fire of your harbor

[hanet]

Thanks, that makes my day! :D

[metonomia]

Norse mythology, Ask/Embla, Soul they had not, sense they had not,/Heat nor motion, nor goodly hue

[(Anonymous)]

They meet up in Florida, a couple days of bass fishing off Natsuki's boat while Akira takes a break from investigating some Miami seafood diner, an apparently suspicious establishment that Akira (dramatically pushing on his sunglasses for the punchline) honest to goodness actually describes as fishy.

And Natsuki watches, speechless, as Tapioca follows up the line with a long quack, all of it natural yet curiously practiced — and Natsuki can't help thinking back to the Akira who solemnly entered a high school class under the guise of student, the Akira who disliked puns and jokes and fun in general or at least thought he should, though Natsuki was never much convinced.

“Get off my boat, that was terrible,” Natsuki says in the post-pun silence, and after a moment Akira gives a little smile and they both burst into laughter.

We Are Safe When We're Together

[vialethe]

They dance – in a long, slow spiral, a circle-turn-push-spin that goes on and on, revolving, shining, playing in the shadows of their partners, flirting with darkness only to pass back into the light, bathed in radiance; glowing, pulsing.

You never come near enough, the stars whisper, See how we burn for you? But the planets recede into the dark once more, calling, You never let us go; see how we yearn to be free?, and so they dance on, and never touch.