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

[animus_wyrmis]

Narnia, Lucy/Sea Girl, "among mortal women, know this / from every care / you could release me"

[metonomia]

Lucy sinks down, down, and this water is salty but the fisherdess' arms are the sweetest thing. She has been a queen, and a schoolgirl, a conqueror and an adventurer, but this is the most true. The Sea-Girl's lips collide with hers, another pair of lungs breathing air into hers, and she knows she will likely drown one day, but until then she will not give up this release.

[animus_wyrmis]

Narnia/Torchwood, Susan and Lucy, saving the world from aliens

[animus_wyrmis]

Supernatural, Mary, she didn't give up hunting completely when she got married

[(Anonymous)]

"Tell me who sent you," she hisses at the black-eyed man-- demon, she corrects herself-- in front of her. He's trapped, bloody, beaten (after this she'll wash her hands again and again, paint her nails, avoid her own eyes in the mirror), but grinning like a cat who's got the cream. "Oh, mother Mary," he says, voice like smoke and honey, eyes like death, "You already know."

[animus_wyrmis]

Supernatural/Leverage, Bela and Parker, that time they both tried to steal a priceless cursed painting

[nocowardsoul]

Bomb Girls, Kate/Gladys, water

[nocowardsoul]

Beyond the Western Sea, Laurence and Lord Kirkle, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree

Why is there no LBD prompt???

[(Anonymous)]

Lizzie Bennet Diaries, Lizize, Maria Lu, Harry Potter and other nerdy fandoms that Charlotte refuses to be part of

Re: Why is there no LBD prompt???

[(Anonymous)]

Darcy emerged from the pool, his thin cotton shirt soaked completely through. "Just like Colin Firth..." Lizzie sighed. "But I love you more than Elizabeth loved Mr. Darcy- it's weird they have the same names as us..."

[(Anonymous)]

Lizzie Bennet Diaries, Charlotte and/or Jane + Darcy, you're dating my best friend/little sister, treat her well or I'll kick your ass

That's My Sister.

[lizabeth92392]

"Darcy, That is my sister you are dating. I love and respect you, but if you hurt my sister, George Wickham will seem like the Queen of England."

Darcy had never feared Jane Bennet as much as he did on that balmy summer evening.

[(Anonymous)]

Lizzie Bennet Diaries, Bing and Darcy, friendship/anything

[degrees]

For the longest time, Bing's only friend was his sister -- she would tell him that his other friends only liked him for their money so often that he began to believe it. That is, until Darcy came along; he could be a little overbearing at times, but he was loyal, and fun to be around. He took Bing under his wing, showing him what a true friend was like, taking charge of things in a sort of comfortable familiarity; it was okay, though, he knew how to follow a lead.

[(Anonymous)]

Lizzie Bennet Diaries, Lydia and Darcy, redemption for the energetic (comment)

[buttonloops]

From his seat on the porch swing, his arm around Lizzie Bennet—his arm around Lizzie Bennet— he could see the tennis court, where Gigi was jumping up and down at Lydia's successful serve.

"Your sister is crazy," Lizzie murmured, smiling sleepily with sunshine.

"So is yours," he said, pulling her closer and wondering how they ever missed seeing how much they had in common.

[vialethe]

Battlestar Galactica, Kara/Lee, in Zak's shadow

[baranduin]

She was gone. He almost expected it, almost knew that, when he turned around in the sunlight of their new home, she would be gone from him, perhaps forever this time.

"Go to him," he whispered, "it's time."

[vialethe]

Game of Thrones/ASOIAF, Sansa and Petyr, all this time you made me believe I should be sorry/you should be sorry

[vialethe]

Narnia, Susan, and you're as loyal as your faith will let you be

[metonomia]

She cannot pray - she never had to in Narnia, finds no use for it here. Churches and temples are lovely, sweet houses or bastions of power, but they are cold and empty no matter how much incense is burned or how many bodies bend and bow.

Susan sits in her room at night, with pictures of her family, and looks at four glowing rings on the floor of a bookshelf, and remembers.

[mmmdraco]

Hikaru no Go, Yashiro/Hikaru, food

[degrees]

"Are you serious?" Hikaru asked, his mouth agape and chopsticks held halfway between the bowl and his mouth. "That's like your fifth bowl of ramen!"

Yashiro's mouth quirked into a half-grin as he smiled, "You said you were paying."

[(Anonymous)]

Narnia/Sherlock, Sherlock in Narnia, once you've eliminated the impossible...

[adaese.livejournal.com]

Watson never wrote up, never even alluded to, the impossible adventure of the circus strong-woman, the broken lamp-post and the disappearing cabbie. It wasn't the, ahem, irregular tactics they'd resorted to (digging up a suburban back garden in the middle of the night was no worse than many of the tricks they'd pulled on their better-known adventures). No; it was the total, complete, upside-down and topsy-turvy illogicality of the strange land they'd reached and the people who lived there.

[(Anonymous)]

Sherlock/Doctor Who, Sherlock, TARDIS and physics

[mmmdraco]

"Improbable."

"But clearly not impossible. Quantum."

[passionfruit_kisses]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Buffy/Faith, "not even a proper Apocalypse".

Excuses

[beer_good_foamy]

It's not a relationship, absolutely not, nothing to make a big deal of, just a way to burn energy and take their minds off things on those rare occasions when the world is about to end.

"Not that I'm complaining, B, but... global warming?"

"Hey, you used the heat death of the universe yesterday, now kiss me."

[passionfruit_kisses]

Angel the Series, Angel/Cordy, a complex negotiation.

[tiny_white_hats]

"Angel, I love you, but I swear to everything that you find holy, that if you do not back down this instant on this, I will rip your guts out through your gaping mouth and beat you with them!" Cordelia growled, advancing on Angel as he did his best to disappear into the shadows on the Hyperion's lobby.

"Boy, that's a, er, nuanced style of negotiation you've picked up, Cordy," Angel stammered, trying miserably to lighter her mood or curry any favor with his girlfriend, but to absolutely no avail.

"Do you hear me?" Cordelia snapped, poking a finger against his chest and pointing at the new drapes Angel had outfitted the lobby with while she was visiting old friends for the weekend, "If you do not get those things out of our lobby, you will be seeing more of your large intestine than you ever wanted to know existed!" Angel could only nod meekly in defeat: no pair of curtains, no matter how good he thought they looked, were worth Cordelia's ire.

[passionfruit_kisses]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Buffy/Spike or Buffy + Spike, "one good day".

[passionfruit_kisses]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel the Series, Angel/Buffy/Spike, a delicate balance.

[netweight]

Tightrope Walker (the line of duty nocturne)

Afterwards, leaving the rumpled bed and Angel asleep on it, she comes to stand beside Spike on the hotel balcony where he's smoking, ashes flickering down, and asks, "Was this why you didn't kill each other?"

He shrugs, takes a drag; eyes downcast, dismissive, "He knew how to throw a party, back in the day."

She thinks of screams and walls painted red and shudders, the ground swaying far below, before she rights herself and thrusts her chin up, eyes on the sky and the now - tonight isn't the night that she falls.

[passionfruit_kisses]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel the Series, Harmony Kendall, any means to an end.

Survival

[tiny_white_hats]

Harmony spotted the young girl, the last soul left outside after dark, from across the park, crumpled limply on a park bench like old laundry. The girl was dark haired and crying loudly enough for Harmony to hear from across the empty space-- so incredibly alive and warm and human, that Harmony could practically imagine what her lifeblood would taste like, thick and bitter in her throat. She'd wanted more fanfare for her first meal, something dramatic and explosive, something that would scream Harmony Kendall, New Queen of the Undead, but a girl had to feed somehow, and Harmony was ready to do whatever she had to to survive.

[vialethe]

Being Human (UK), Mitchell/Annie, with a backup makeshift life in waiting

[hot_tramp]

Mass Effect, Shepard/Aria, one rule.

[tactician]

Fire Emblem Awakening, Cordelia/Anyone, "I am not your prince."

[tactician]

Fire Emblem Radiant Dawn, Ike+/Ranulf, domestication.

[tanyart]

“You’re not trying to tame me, are you?” Ranulf asks with traces of laughter in his voice.

They are indoors, in one of the castle rooms where the velvet drapes clash with the color of Ranulf’s hair, all the sparse furnishings still make the room look too small, and Ranulf’s hands are awkward over the fork and knife, though he smirks as if they weren’t.

Ike answers in a heartbeat; “Of course not,” and gathers up their plates so that they can have their meal outside.