2023 Three Sentence Ficathon - Post #1

[3sfmod]

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

[(Anonymous)]

The Last of Us, Ellie & Owen, What If

[rockinlibrarian]

It wasn't just the sand, though that was worse than ever, now that he had so many seams and buttons and ratchets to jam with it.

But unbroken sunshine on black metal was another level of torment entirely.

"I fear I have underestimated the power of a dark hide," he sighed.

[(Anonymous)]

Star Trek Discovery, any, tired

[(Anonymous)]

any, any, left out the defining detale

Naruto, Kakuzu & Fuu

[(Anonymous)]

Nothing in his unnaturally long life had ever prepared Kakuzu for fatherhood and nothing ever could have. He was good at a great many things, mainly killing, surviving, and amassing a fortune along the way, but saying ‘no’ to Fuu? That was the one thing he just could not do.

The question, posed by Hidan and muttered beneath his breath as they entered their current safehouse, how many cats was too many and what was the correct number of cats, bounced around in Kakuzu’s skull—along with the answer: any number of cats was too many.

There was no way he was voicing that opinion. Not with Fuu standing there, looking up at him with that grin that reminded him so much of someone long since dead, combined with a hopeful look on her face that silently asked ‘can I keep them? please?’ all while she held three wriggling kittens in her arms.

He should say no. How could they possibly take care of kittens on the run? She needed to turn them loose, let them go back to their mother. But when he went and opened his mouth to say so, nothing came out. Instead he sighed, defeated by a child whose eyes shone with tears—somehow she knew he was going to tell her no, not as if that was hard to figure out—and he started back out.

Stopped by a firm hand on his shoulder, Hidan threw him a questioning look.

“They need to eat, don’t they?” Kakuzu growled as he pushed past Hidan. There was a surprised gasp from Fuu somewhere behind him and a whispered ‘thank you’.

“Keep each other out of trouble until I get back.” Or don’t. Kakuzu knew it would be easier if he was on his own again with no one else to look after and try to keep safe. He also knew it wouldn’t be nearly as enjoyable or, as loathe he was to admit it, meaningful.

[rockinlibrarian]

"Really?" Lila said, exchanging an unnerving grin with their daughter.

Diego hesitated: only the Pitts-Hargreeves girls could fill a simple game of "Hot and Cold" with such foreboding.

"No, bad idea; how 'bout I just step into the next room for a moment instead?"

[ravenlilyrose]

Somehow, despite their many (many) disagreements and miscommunications and minor resentments, there is a strange, inexplicable synchronicity to the Skywalker and Kenobi team. Everyone notices it, from the younglings in the creche all the way up to the Masters on the council, from the shinies only just assigned to battalions to the Commanders in charge of hundreds of troops; even their enemies see them spinning through battle together, instinctively covering each other from inches or miles or even lightyears away, and understand that these two are inextricably linked and terribly in sync. It's beautiful and tragic and utterly unable to be explained or understood.

Re: BBC Sherlock

[ultra_fic]

LOL! Excellent :)

[ravenlilyrose]

Luke rolls over from where he's fallen (only after making sure his friends were all safe) and spits blood onto the ground.
"I'm fine," he groans, weaker than he intended, when Han is immediately at his side and fussing.
"You just coughed up blood, Kid; you are not fine."

Kamen Rider OOO, Ankh/Eiji, fuck the stupid out of me

[linky]

Head thrown back as he was pinned against the wall, every single inch of Eiji's body shivered and ached as Ankh's true form pressed up against him. That body had a all too familiar warmth, but all of it felt so wonderfully different at the same time.

It didn't matter how many times they had these moments together, he could never be able to get enough of this side of Ankh. This is what Ankh truly was— And Eiji loved it.

Those talons, feathers, all of Ankh's textures and edges... Every single aspect to the Greeed was utterly intoxicating to Eiji. Arching up against him, desperately gripping the feathers around his neck— Eiji craved more, more. And Ankh could feel all of the desire that poured out of him. It was almost overwhelming.

The two were in sync, no other words were needed. It was unnecessary as the pair already knew what they desired in this moment.

Eiji groaned as his underwear was pulled down, arching his hips against Ankh, and grinding against his body to get that bit of extra friction he so desperately craved. He needed all of Ankh, and right now.

[last_haven]

In an odd way, it's a blessing that Susan wasn't at Cair Paravel--Cair Nallins isn't as big or grand as her home, but it's lonely spot on the cape makes it a tempting morsel for pirates and raiders who have fallen on hard times since the Narnian navy grew large enough to defend the coast. It's lucky that one of them was at the castle, taking stock of supplies after the long winter and starting to replenish them, and Susan's glad that at least her siblings are not the ones in danger.

Staring out at the raiding ships on the water, knowing that already many of the enemy has disembarked to circle around them and block escape routes, Susan listens to reports and knows what must be done. Cair Nallins is not a military stronghold--it's barely more than a shrine for the local sea gods--and most of the warriors here were actually her guards and escort she brought with her. But, the walls were tall and thick, and there didn't seem to be catapults on the ships, let alone Greek Fire. She just hoped the messenger birds she'd sent would reach her siblings in time.

And in the meantime, she had work to do. "Go over the numbers of barrels of flour we have and calculate how many we will need to hold out before one of my siblings arrive with reinforcements. Once you have figured that out, bring the surplus to the outer gates. Should they charge the hold, light the barrels on fire and roll them in the direction of the attackers--when you do light them, they must be pushed away quickly, or you'll be caught in the explosion, do you understand? Good. Now, go."

She moved on from there, giving orders, and closely watching as the ships crept closer and closer. At last, she heard one of the gates open, a pause, and then an explosion farther off. Hopefully, that would make them think twice about getting close again.

But if it did not...

Susan's grip tightened on her bow, one arrow waiting to be notched; well, if the attackers thought that Susan the Gentle meant Susan the Coward then they were going to get a harsh lesson in underestimating the Narnian queen.

[ruanchunxian]

loool yes I was hoping someone would make the connection to that 😝

[nyctanthes]

I was hoping you'd be inspired by this prompt! <3

Maarva concludes that the fault obviously lies with those who just can’t keep up with her son.

She's right!

[nyctanthes]

Lovely. My heart.

[oldshrewsburyian]

Thanks so much!

Re: Aravis, Living Memory

[rustedeaglewings]

Lovely!!

[(Anonymous)]

any, any, muppet AU

Kamen Rider OOO, Bad Ending

[linky]

Ankh stared out into the sky atop of collapsed building, it had been almost a year since the king returned, and since everything that happened that fateful day.

It might have been a year ago, but the pain was still so fresh, and so utterly raw that it still felt like it was yesterday. The grief was too much to bear at times, it continued to weigh on him. Eiji gave his life for his, yes Ankh was revived, but at what cost?

That idiot... What was the point of being in the tomorrow where they all were— if Eiji wasn't even there to share it?

[(Anonymous)]

Historical RPF, any, careful what you wish for

Re: *comes screaming, grubby hands extended* MY OTP

[whynot]

You are DELIGHTFUL. This is a DELIGHT. Love in the inbetween times is my favorite. You have created such a lovely mood for their sweetness <3

[(Anonymous)]

theses wings are made for hitting and thats just theyll do/ these wings are made for hitting and theyll con-on-cuse you

[whynot]

I hope we see more of her in the next season!

[whynot]

Mass Effect, Shepard, i am not a woman i'm a god

[(Anonymous)]

"The magazine refill and the barrel grease will cost you 14 exp, Sarge," the shopkeep tallied up the order.

"Just put it on my bill," Sarge instructed wryly through an otherwise stoic demeanor.

Sarge always cracked jokes after a costly battle; this time was no different.

Homecoming, LoZ: Wind Waker, Tetra

[jigglygrlcarrie]

Her hair was longer now, more difficult to manage, and it was with no little exasperation that she tied it up into a messy bun as she crossed the threshold out onto the deck of the ship. The salt air whipped at her face but the sting was almost pleasant in its familiarity, like a reunion with an old friend. No matter what anyone told her, no matter what destiny she apparently had, she would always find her way back here. She may be the princess of a fallen kingdom, but she was first and foremost a queen of the sea.