2023 Three Sentence Ficathon - Post #1

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Welcome to the 2023 Three Sentence Ficathon!
As of 16 Jan 2023 this post is NOW CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS! PLEASE POST YOUR NEW PROMPTS HERE, IN POST 2! Do continue to fill prompts here but please put all new prompts in Post 2.



This post will remain open for new prompts until we hit 4000 comments, at which point we'll open a new one to avoid captcha as long as possible. New fills and comments on fills will always be welcome.


How to Prompt

Prompts should be one prompt per comment, formatted in this way: fandom, character(s), prompt word/sentence

Example: Star Wars, Obi-Wan Kenobi, I don't like sand

Prompts may also be open ended, unspecific, or anthropomorphic, such as:

any, any, I don't like sand
or
Earth geography, sand, I don't like humans very much, either

Prompts for relationships are welcome; a / is used for romantic/sexual relationships and an & for platonic. A prompt that uses both means the relationship can be written as either romantic or platonic, such as:

Star Wars, Anakin/&Obi-Wan, I don't like sand

Prompts may be repeated if they are unfilled; there is no obligation to read through every prompt to make sure yours isn't a repeat. This year's 3SF will stay open for new prompts through Sunday, February 12th.

How to Fill

Respond to your chosen prompt with a short fic of three sentences containing the fandom & characters requested!

Prompts can be filled more than once, as many times as someone has a new idea for them.

Notes & Rules

No, fills do not need to be exactly three sentences! It's more of a guideline. Please abuse grammar and punctuation as much as desired.

3SF is a Choose Not to Warn space. Spoiler and content warnings are not required, though writers are free to add them if they please. If you see something you don't like, just scroll until you do!

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Cross-posting is encouraged; there is a 3SF Collection on AO3 if you'd like to post fills there as well.

Note that the comm is searchable! Tick the 'include comments' button when searching to easily find prompts for your chosen fandom/characters.

And most importantly, have fun! If you have questions, check the Sticky Info post and if they're not answered there, head to the Contact the Mods post.

Comments

[peaked]

The Boys, Maeve/Homelander, I'm not your property as from today

[vialethe]

Winternight trilogy, Vasya/Morozko, hello, worldmaker/never deny/build all my wildest dreams/but there’s a storm outside your door/and i’m a child no more

The bathhouse scene: extended edition (nsfw)

[arveldis]

His lips are cold and bruising against hers, tasting of pine, and she presses the length of her bare torso against his cool skin, seeking relief from the fire that dances along her skin, arching as he kisses and nips down her neck, across her clavicles; his hands map the lines and curves of her body, caressing, kneading, gripping, as she sits astride him on the bathhouse bench, her knees clenched tightly around his waist as the wild feeling builds and builds within her.

His cool fingers fall between her legs, stroking the heat of her, and she rakes her nails down his neck with a gasp, needing, needing, needing; and as his lips cover hers in another commanding kiss, he shifts, and she finds herself laid in a pile of blankets that smell of fir and frost. He is above her now, still stroking, until the wildness within her pulls as taught as a bent bowstring, and he joins with her in a flash of pain that is soon smoothed away by the cool whisper of his fingers over her waist and hips, the cold press of his lips against hers, the steady pulse of him within her, until the heat within her flares and breaks in a shattering moment, and she looks into the ancient eyes of the death-god and sees that they are lit with memory.

[shinon]

Any They Might Be Giants song, any, seriously please just write fanfic for any of the weird people and/or situations in any TMBG song you want

RE: The Case of the Stolen Space Cutlery (TMBG, (She was a) Hotel Detective in the Future)

[jigglygrlcarrie]

One by one, the gloved mechanical fingers wrap around the knife’s handle, knuckles curling in and around on themselves like a mid-day Morning Glory. The cybernetic eye hovering and humming above her other hand’s open palm emits a small green laser of light across the blade’s surface, scanning for any fingerprints or the residue of fluids wiped clean.

She rises to her feet and addresses the hotel’s manager: “It appears this was no mere theft, sir; this was a murder.”

[loveandrockmusic]

Narnia, Edmund, creepy doppelgänger

Narnia, Edmund

[caramelsilver]

He watches himself grow up, again. The face in the mirror growing into a creepy doppelgänger of a man he used to be, used to know. But for all the similarities, there's also something not right- the face in the mirror is not quite himself.

[loveandrockmusic]

Narnia, Mrs. Beaver and Reepicheep, she sews him a debonair costume

Gaily bedight, a gallant knight

[edenfalling]

"You're already wearing a belt for your sword -- a sash and a cloak aren't that much more fabric," Mrs. Beaver said, fixing the newly-arrived Mouse with a stern gaze. "One must be properly attired for court, after all, and if paying respect to King Frank, Queen Helen, and Aslan himself isn't argument enough to convince you, consider the many secondary uses of a cloak, such as laying it across mud puddles to keep a lady's paws clean, wrapping it around your forearm as a makeshift shield, or simply letting it catch the wind or swirl artistically around your ankles -- I've never yet known a knight who didn't love swishing about dramatically, and I doubt you'll be the first exception."

"A fair touch on all points, my lady," said the Mouse, and he swept her an elaborate bow that would look much better as soon as she finished his new cloak.

[vialethe]

Narnia, Susan/Edmund, then we’ll grow up/take our clothes off/and you remind me that/i wanted you to kiss me when we find some time alone

[peaked]

Enola Holmes, Enola/Tewkesbury, flowers

[rustedeaglewings]

I once again admire the bouquet that was delivered early this morning, with a cream coloured envelope tucked between the pink, blue and white blossoms.

As my fingers touch each one, I note their names and smile at their meanings: sweet alyssum, hepatica, bluebell, snowdrop, ragged robin, honeysuckle, pear blossom, and clover - white and a four leave clover.

My cheeks warm again in a smile as I read the note again, unsigned, but I don’t need graphology to know which Lord sent me an invitation for this evening.



(Did it take me all day to research the flowers… yes. Yes it did)

Sweet Alyassum - worth beyond beauty; Ragged Robin - wit; Snowdrop - hope; Hepatica - confidence; Bluebell - consistency; White clover - think of me; Four leaf clover - be mine; Pear - affection; Honeysuckle - generous and devoted affection

[apprentice_lurk]

FFVII, Sephiroth, little kid Sephiroth is going to find himself his very own mother, just like the lab techs talk about.

[raisedbymoogles]

(wtf 'boots that was my HEART)

Item 1: A mother wants you to call her more. Every single day, if possible, but she'd be happy with once a week.

Item 2: A mother likes presents. Sometimes she likes giving them, sometimes she likes getting them. (I haven't sorted when is for which yet. This requires more research.)

Item 3: No evidence of mothers in the lab. Therefore, it will be necessary to depart on a field mission to locate a mother.

[jubileen]

Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance/Radiant Dawn, Titania & Mist, picking up the pieces.

[tiki]

[I am determined to fill as many Fire Emblem prompts as I possibly can...!]

She finds Mist sobbing in one of the back rooms, clutching one of the commander's shirts to her chest.

"I washed it for him yesterday, and he said he'd wear it today," Mist cries as Titania gently scoops her up and folds her arms around her.

"For Ike, you must be strong," Titania whispers in Mist's ear, and the words are as much for her as it is for Greil's daughter.

[(Anonymous)]

Everything Everywhere All At Once, any, everything bagel (the food)

[slowmercury]

Joy's mother has viciously disapproved of everything Joy has ever done or ever been. Even now that her mom has turned over a new leaf -- smiling at nothing, holding hands with Dad when she thinks no one's looking, her weird new friendship with that IRS woman -- her mother still can't help herself from criticizing Joy.

But the worst expression of shock, fear and horror Joy's ever seen her mother wear was when Joy interrupted her mother's tirade about Joy's weight to say, "I think I could use an everything bagel right now."

[chronologicalimplosion]

ATLA, Appa, calling shotgun

Flying Bison Picks Seating Order, Shotgun Shuts Their Cabbage Hole

[silveradept]

It didn't actually matter who claims they're getting the prime seat. Sokka and Zuko are both convinced Appa takes off differently depending on how they are arranged, so that Katara or Toph always ends up closest to the front.

Aang chides them for complaining about the situation every time he has to fish one or both of them out from the nearest body of water because of "turbulence" creating a rough flight.

[(Anonymous)]

Star Wars, Cassian Andor, passing time in prison

[be_themoon]

Cassian Andor is a man both measured and impulsive in equal measure, or so he hopes. He's always liked to think that he knows how to be both at the right times and moments, how to choose which one is the right move, how to contain and when to speak openly.

This is the time for patience and precision, and he still finds himself at moments wanting to just reach out, to just get going, no matter the consequences.

[apprentice_lurk]

FFVII, Sephiroth, Jenova didn't quite get the possession/mind whammy/whatever right, and now Sephiroth is looking for a proper mother (peer reviewed).

[(Anonymous)]

elon musk is crushed by the twitter fail whale

[apprentice_lurk]

"You know what you have to do," the QC analyst whispered; their operative nodded solemnly, and the rag-tag group of Twitter survivors clustered around for one last group hug.

"Save us," one of the remaining programmers murmured, their lanyard clutched between nerveless fingers as they watched the hero of the hour make their way Upstairs.

*

"I am the smartest man alive," Elon muttered to himself, poking at his keyboard in an attempt to figure out why all of his Twitter friends were ignoring his DMs. "I am so danged smart and handsome and I invented Tesla..."

Far above, the Fail Whale flipped end over tail and performed a perfect swan dive.

[(Anonymous)]

Blake's 7, Vila Restal, rockets full of gold

[sallymn]

Vila was eight when he stole two rocket-shaped toys from a curly-haired Alpha boy and fled with them back into the bowels of the Dome, to the Thieves' Tunnels where he worked with a group for the elderly, terrifying Ma Chrisemasse. He didn't tell her about the toys, oh no - she would have taken and sold them - he simply hid hem in one of his special hiding places and gave her the other things he'd filched that day.

They were special.

They were the only toys he ever had.

And they were full of what he thought for months were golden credits, real gold, till he unwrapped one and it was some sort of candy, which being eight he thought even better than gold.

Sometimes, much much later aboard a huge alien spaceship or on a backwater planet after Blake's revolution went to hell, Vila would dream of those rocket ships, and that the gold was real, and that he managed to get back to Earth and find where he'd left them all those years ago.

[(Anonymous)]

Doctor Who, Amy Pond, inkstains

Fill

[chronologicalimplosion]

The first time Amy tried to change a typewriter ribbon, she ended up with ink all over her hands, splattered up her arms. For a moment, it was just ink, until she was furiously trying to scrub it off and the black stains in the mirror looked almost like hatchmarks, all too familiar.

Rory found her crying on the floor of their bathroom, the water still running, unable to pick out any single thing she was grieving enough to explain, but she didn't have to for him to know as he held her.

[vialethe]

Narnia, Eustace/Jill, it’s like the way i have to write down almost everything i see/so that the record does obscure the thing the record used to be/and i know i’m not unlucky/i was just born this way/but i’m blessed

[wingedflight]

She catches him, once, with a roll of parchment laid flat against his thigh as he scribbles notes by the fire; he realizes almost at once that he’s been seen, and moves to protect the parchment, but Jill is too fast for him.

“What is this?” she asks because honestly, that’s easier than trying to actually decipher his chicken scratch; she catches words like ember and glowing and the phrase chin tilted just so before Eustace manages to snatch the parchment back.

“It’s nothing,” he says, and only after much pestering does he relent: “The way you looked, sitting by the fire--I don’t know, I just thought maybe I’d write it down, that’s all.”

[undeadrobins]

Any K-Pop group, any, stage fright

[undeadrobins]

Any K-Pop group, any, wearing makeup and/or nail polish

[caramelsilver]

House of the Dragon, The greens, sing me a song of tragedy

[undeadrobins]

Any K-Pop group, any, caught saying something they shouldn't on a live stream

[(Anonymous)]

Crossover, Farscape/Narnia, any, all of the wonders seen

[primeideal]

John's trying not to react, but based on how he looks at the plants and animals, Aeryn can tell he thinks this might be Earth but is unwilling to get his hopes up again. Once he hears the residents talk, he's quickly disabused of that notion. Aeryn is not surprised; the parts of the land that are cool enough for her are idyllic. John has become not only an astronaut, but a fighter, a survivor--how could someone as complicated as him come from a place as beautiful as this?

And then the animals take arms against the witch's magic, and Aeryn feels a pang of jealousy. She misses that feeling of confidence, of being sure your cause was in the right and only tyrants would oppose you. The Peacekeepers were no more valiant than a dozen other quarrelsome factions. Yet in spite of herself, when she sees John believe unreservedly in these not-Earth warriors, she can't help do the same.

[undeadrobins]

Yuri!!! On Ice, any, costume malfunction

[undeadrobins]

Yuri!!! On Ice, any, healthy competition

Competition, Anyway (Yuri On Ice; Viktor/Yuuri, Yurio)

[kalira]

". . .ah, yes. Because that is totally what that is."

Yuuri turned to follow her gaze, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Yurio was shrieking and looked about ten seconds from trying to climb up Viktor simply to get close enough to strangle him, skates or no skates, but that was not uncommon from Yurio - of course, Yuuri knew Viktor and loved him and was well aware how often it was very tempting to strangle him, even when not competing against him, and couldn't entirely blame Yurio either. . .


Commenter unnamed because I could think of literally no one in this fandom who would be dubious about this. XD

[(Anonymous)]

Crossover, Farscape/Narnia, Chiana /& Lucy Pevensie, bright smiles and knives

You're the Smart One

[silveradept]

Chiana cocks her head to the side, circling the young woman who is studying her with an equal amount of intensity.

"You're the smart one," she says, smiling, "because you don't look like someone who can make a Peacekeeper cry for his mother."

Lucy smiles at her in return, spreading her arms wide in what is either a gesture of welcome or getting her hands free so that knives in her sleeves can come out should Chiana turn out to be unfriendly.