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

Re: Fill: Star Wars, Mara Jade, family

[ceruleantactician]

Ah, this is lovely. I love how hopeful she is.

[arveldis]

Hell yes it is!

Re: Fill: Star Wars, Mara Jade, family

[senmut]

Thank you!

Re: Larry the Downing Street Cat and the revolving door of prime ministers

[word_devourer]

Ah Larry. Somehow, despite it all, probably a better prime minister than several of the ones he saw.

Re: Missing (Castlevania; Alucard(/Trevor))

[word_devourer]

My, Alucard, such strange dreams you have.

[last_haven]

Much like many parties started at Cair Paravel, this one started small--just a private gathering between the royal family and friends--and quickly ballooned out past what was originally planned. This one was a wedding ceremony, so of course it got even bigger and lovelier than even normal parties at the castle with banners, streamers, wreathes and garlands of flowers, flowing ribbons, and enough candles that Cair Paravel was genuinely a fire hazard during the ceremony. The castle hadn't looked this lovely and dreamlike since the coronation.

Of course the wedding feast afterward was also spectacular with the most delicious food and so many bottles of champagne, a small orchestra of musicians for exquisite music, and the liveliest dances to make even the clumsiest footed watlzers float across the floor.

"A toast for the happy couple!" someone cried and all the glasses went up.

"A toast for the beautiful bride!" someone laughed and again all the glasses went up.

"A toast for our dear friend, the groom," Lucy cheered--perhaps someone should have been keeping a closer eye on her and her cup--and again there was a merry shout.

With all this merriment, it'd been something of a struggle to find a quiet, darker corner to hide away in, but Edmund had managed it. Tucked into an alcove, next to one of the balconies, Edmund nursed a cup of very strong mead--it'd been made a few months ago in the dead of winter and the water in the drink had formed chunks of ice, leaving some powerful liquor with very little to soften it. He'd hoped it would lend him some cheer, but so far it was only tempering his headache. At least he was not alone, otherwise one of his well meaning siblings would have dragged him back. On the back of his couch, Mnemosyne the raven carded her beak through his hair while her sister, Metis, hopped onto the cushions next to him.

"I could shit in his soup, if you'd like," Metis offered.

Mnemosyne clacked her beak rapidly to scold her sister, but Edmund managed a chuckle as he reached out to run his finger down the back of Metis's head. "That is quite alright, but thank you for the offer."

They sat quietly and Edmund was very grateful that neither of them tried to make small talk. Neither of them had said how handsome the groom looked, or happy the couple seemed, and for that he might have kissed them on their feathered heads. And when Peridan stood to take his first dance with his bride, Mnemosyne hopped onto his shoulder and said "I could say you received a message and need to step out if you like."

Edmund considered his cup of mead before glancing up to look at Peridan again from under his lashes. He really did make a handsome groom; his bride would be very lucky and happy.

"Do it," he said, standing and abandoning his cup of mead on the floor under the couch in the hopes no one would kick over.

Metis huffed as her sister flew off, taking her place on Edmund's opposite shoulder. "I still say you should let me ruin his meal."

"I believe he's already eaten his fill," Edmund replied before adding. "But, if you want to do a harmless prank and hide his wedding ring tonight after they go to bed, I shan't tell a soul."

Metis cackled briefly, but fell quiet as they slipped through the crowd and out a servant's passage. As they walked, Metis spoke again. "He could have at least had the decency to insist on having the reception back in his holdings." He could have the decency not to rub your face in this, went unsaid and Edmund fought a sigh.

"Things change, my friend," he said finally. "People change."

"Well, I think he's done a little too much changing."

Edmund closed his eyes and reached up to stroke her feather again. Maybe she was right, but he had the ugly feeling that maybe the one who didn't change enough was him.

Re: Young!Jadis and her sister travel to Narnia in its Final Days as a Magician's Nephew swap

[last_haven]

Jadis will probably get what's coming to her--it's her sister you should probably pity.

Re: Hollow Knight, Little Knight and Vessel - Set Me Free

[word_devourer]

For a bit of context: Essentially, the Vessel was created to hold a being of pure light in check (and inside itself), and it's finally cracking under the strain of it. Its little sibling was created for the same purpose but rejected. Depending on the ending, it either takes the Vessel's place, or decides to kill the fucking sun to end this once and for all.

In canon, the Vessel never lays down its weapon to let you do this, but I thought the idea was... interesting.

[ceruleantactician]

Oh, poor Obi-Wan. I love the mixed emotions in how he goes back for Anakin's lightsaber, knowing what is to come.

Re: Preserve me from a winter wonderland (Homestuck)

[edenfalling]

Thank you! :)

Re: The Brute Divine

[peaked]

a knife thrown at her in a lazy arc. Yes! This is so Kaz. Every time he wants to hurt Inej, he never fully commits. I love this line the most.

Star Wars, Obi-Wan Kenobi

[ceruleantactician]

The Jedi dealt with grief in their own way; there was no death, of course, but there was loss, and learning to let go of that grief was a Jedi’s duty.

Obi-Wan knew that he’d never been good at it—he still mourned Qui-Gon, all these years later, and thinking of a friend that he had lost on the battlefield or in the massacre at the Temple could still stop him in his tracks.

But what really shamed him was his deepest grief of all, the one he could not even pretend at letting go of—the truth was, he thought of Anakin all the time, obsessed over every conversation they’d had, over every half-truth and missed opportunity, and he was still kept awake at night in his sand hut, wondering what he could have done differently, wondering why.

[edenfalling]

Thank you! :)

Re: Roads Not Taken

[edenfalling]

Thank you! :D

[ceruleantactician]

What an interesting AU!

Re: Fill

[chronologicalimplosion]

Thank you! I haven't thought about these two in a while, but something about this prompt really drove home the way they end up suddenly dropped into a life they didn't choose for themselves and then their "deaths" come after having a whole, slow lifetime to grieve the boundless universe they lost, no matter how many nice parts there might also be. It's a lot to feel!!

Re: Third Eye

[edenfalling]

Thank you! :D

Re: Harry Potter, Hermione/Harry/Draco, abuse of commas and parenthesis

[(Anonymous)]

Thank you! I like to imagine that Ron and Ginny are frequently asking themselves why they are friends with these idiots (but Malfoy's turned out all right, he's even apologized), but then someone will say something stupid in the Daily Prophet, and they'll go, "oh, right." (well, and they fought that war with them, so) and then join them for more drunken silliness.

(which is more babbling than I'd intended. Oh well)

Re: Star Wars, Luke/Mara/Leia/Han

[ceruleantactician]

Awwww, this is adorable! Good for them!

[peaked]

Kaz takes her bare hands in his naked ones, standing by the basin he washes in. He tries to scrub gently at her hands while she stands eerily still and stares at the shallow water as it grows darker in its apple-red shade with every movement of his fingers. He ignores the twist in his gut when she doesn’t blink; she stares at her stained hands with parted lips and a look of horror on her face, but Kaz grips her hands tightly, feeling the warmth in her pruned skin, and reminds them both that they’re still breathing.

Re: Doctor Who, Third Doctor & Jo Grant

[chronologicalimplosion]

Aww, this is so sweet! Reclamation!!

[ceruleantactician]

Oh, poor Obi-Wan.

Re: The Locked Tomb - John

[scytale]

I have so much fun playing with the God + John thing, always. :D The bad joke potential is legitimately one of my favorite things about the canon.

And Jonn has it rough, clearly! You know how it goes, you make yourself God-Emperor and the next thing you know people are asking you for things and questioning your ethics and decisions, and it's like, could you do better? Terrible, poor little meow meow. ;p

[ceruleantactician]

Lol, poor Vader! He has a lot to worry about...

Kin-chan (Kingyou-hime; Keisuke/Kingyou-kun)

[kalira]

"No one ever wanted me," the pretty boy said, his voice soft, trailing his fingers along the rim of the burbling - now empty - tank, "no one ever thought I was pretty, until you . . . I've never had a name."

Keisuke's throat tightened. "I- I call you Kin-chan," he said before he could think, and the boy turned to him with those pretty, wide eyes shimmering, "I mean, it's just-" he faltered, rocking back on his heels and barely keeping his feet as he caught the boy against his chest.

"I love it!" Kin said in a little sob, clinging to Keisuke, long hair trailing over his arms. "Thank you! Thank you!"