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

[dariaw]

thank you! fun prompt!!

[dariaw]

<3 <3

[dawen]

You've lived in the city for years, decades even, and your childhood memories of your grandfather's farm are dull and fuzzy with age - actually, everything seems dull and fuzzy these days, gray, lifeless, and therapy isn't really helping, and - and then your grandfather dies.

You grieve, of course, re-reading old letters from when you had the mental energy to keep up with snail mail with him, but he's left you the farm in his will and you can't let it go to waste, you can't bear to sell it... so you wrap up your lease with your landlord, back up the few possessions you actually care about, and move in.

It's terribly overgrown by now, trees growing everywhere, so much grass that you can't even see the old paving-stone path anymore, let alone the planting fields, and all the fences have decayed - but the trees chop down and the grass hoes up, and a stray cat makes itself at home, and when your first parsnip seedlings poke up through the dirt, you realize you've found the beauty in life again.

[demigodscum]

(*Screeches* that's my favorite band, yo.)

At the beach, the anger that sharpens his tone does so of its own accord, despite Daemon's attempt to rein it in; he isn't angry, not at her, couldn't be even if he tried, not when he knows what she's been through, what he abandoned her to go through on her own.

When Rhaenyra is under him at long last, with her dress pushed high up her chest, Daemon's fingers skim over the spidery stretch marks on her belly with curious admiration. His hands fondle her breasts, heavier from motherhood than he used to imagine they would be, his lips find the skin of her neck, tangier than the sweetness he remembers, and Daemon has to concede — to himself only — that perhaps he knows much less than he'd like to think he does.

Re: LoTR AU

[dariaw]

:) thank you!!

Re: LoTR AU

[dariaw]

<3

Re: LoTR AU

[dariaw]

XD

Re: LoTR AU

[dariaw]

<3 <3

Re: Chores (Naruto; Tobirama & Touka)

[kalira]

Touka might be understandably sick of being told to do Kunoichi Missions and Women's Chores but Tobirama is probably sick of family members who won't do basic life things, please for the love of fuck, it is terrible being the Only Responsible One. XP

Re: Leverage

[dariaw]

Thank you!!

Re: Leverage

[dariaw]

<3 thank you!!

[dariaw]

<3 <3 <3 Thank you!!

loved this prompt!!

Re: Chores (Naruto; Tobirama & Touka)

[dawen]

X'D

perhaps it would not be so terrible if they did the dishes together? then, for Touka, it is not a Women's Thing, and for Tobirama, Touka's helping with the dishes XP

Once Burnish (Promare; Lio)

[kalira]

Perched at the corner of one of the rebuilt skyscrapers of Promepolis, Lio curls in on himself a little more tightly, breathless and aching; he knows . . . he knows that the voices he heard were more than flame, now, and he knows also that they are gone, and he should move forwards, but. . .

He closes his eyes; as he does in his bed at night, he can hear the very edges of so-familiar whispers deep in his soul, singing and longing to be free.

He stretches out his fingers, rising to his toes at the very edge of the rooftop and cupping his hands, waiting for the spark to bloom there and the life of it to rush through his body as it once had.

Blood and Brothers (Naruto; Madara/Tobirama) - CW: aftermath of 'came back wrong' necromancy

[kalira]

". . .holy hell!" Madara threw himself across the room, clasping Tobirama's arms - the crimson streaks scarred into his skin with chakra and ink had been muddied and joined by streams of blood, which was spattered all around him along with torn flesh and ashy paper.

"It- It worked," Tobirama said, his eyes wide and agonised, "I had them back, Madara, they came, and- and they were broken and screaming," he sobbed, fingers curling into Madara's sleeves, clutching at him, "they fought and they weren't right, and I- I had to- I couldn't-"

Madara swallowed thickly, trying not to be sick, and drew his lover close, feeling the shudders rolling through Tobirama's entire body and looking over the bloody mess of the room with new horror.

[demigodscum]

It doesn't take long at all — less than two weeks — for Michael to grow weary of the future.

Was, well is, but not right now, another time that already happened — seven days, eight days, nine days, two hundred and twenty-two hours — what is that, where is that, why is that —

She would like to fall asleep with the certainty that all is as it should be, that when she wakes up, reality will make sense again — but instead she has existential conundrum after metaphysical puzzle, enough questions about the lives of the people she left behind to warrant the word "interrogation," more queries about the present-future than Book can or will answer, a hollow feeling somewhere deep inside her where she thinks Sarek's katra used to be, and more emotions warring within her than she can count or name.

Uzumaki (Naruto; Mito)

[kalira]

Mito could see the life stretching ahead of her - she would wed Senju Hashirama, Shinobi no Kami, and have a hand in building an entirely new village and way of life; she would be respected and powerful, and she knew Hashirama - she even liked him - he would take her guidance and hope to please her.

It would be a good life, and one that fit the shape of Mito - princess, kunoichi, diplomat, fuuinjutsu mistress - quite nicely, and yet . . . somehow. . .

Mito turned towards the open ocean, feeling the wildness hidden just below the calm waves, feeling the power itching at her fingertips and running cold in her blood like the deepest, most mysterious waters of the sea - Mito took a step, reaching out her fingers and smiling as the waves surged in answer, and wondered . . . what sort of life she would shape herself to in testing and struggles, rather than one that would fit around her with ease.

[militarypenguin]

It's a funny thing he does, even for someone like him--looking at the freckles faintly dotting her skin and seeing if he can match them to the stars.

"And where are you?" Aeryn inquires with mock bemusement after John has prodded at a spot where the star "Aeryn" supposedly lies.

"Right here," John softly answers, pressing his lips to the skin below her thigh.

Marked (Hellboy; Nuada, Nuala)

[kalira]

Nuada's jaw tightened as he watched the court pull away from his sister, entering it once again for the first time since. . .

He brought his hand up, fingertips brushing over the newly-healed scar on his face - the mark of royalty - the mark shared, now, by his sister; worn by a woman of the royal family for the first time, and for that they recoiled from her, as though-

Nuala turned to him and Nuada stilled as her cool gaze swept over him, wondering if she resented him - resented the link between them, the fate binding them - as their father did.

Re: Interview with the Vampire TV, Louis/Lestat, we're keeping him

[celeste9]

Aw, I love how quickly Lestat caves! They should definitely have a cat - as long as Louis doesn't eat it, lol!

[celeste9]

Thank you!! <3

[celeste9]

Thank you! :)

[celeste9]

Thank you! :)

Last Sunrise (Moon Child; Kei & Sho) - CW: leadup to canonical suicide

[kalira]

Sho looked out over the ocean at the faint orange tinge just creeping into the sky, wondering at the peaceful calm in his heart - for the first time in years, he felt no regrets.

He turned to Kei, a smile curving his lips, and found the same sentiment, the same surety waiting in Kei's clear eyes; a light, feathery sort of giddiness wrapped around the certainty he had already felt.

"Here comes the sun." Kei said almost idly, holding out his hand, and Sho clasped it, twining their fingers, leaning into Kei as they watched the first sunrise for either of them in so many years - and the last for them both.

Bleach, Kenpachi/Unohana + Aizen

[priama]

Captain Unohana peels herself off Captain Zaraki, sliding off him rather gracefully to deftly tuck loose hair strands back into her braid; her face wears an immaculate expression that denies anything out of the ordinary just happened, even as she turns her back on him to shield her too much exposed skin; “I don’t take kindly to third parties making a show of my private business.” she chastises, tugging her collar back in its proper place.

On the other hand, Zaraki Kenpachi stands between her and him, not bothering to fix his act (nor his clothes), shameless brute that he is, deciding instead to jut his chin his way as beady, gray eyes glare dangerously down at him; “Did you lose something or what?”

I’m about to lose my lunch, Aizen Sosuke wants to tell them, but instead he breathes his wits (and disgust) back in, offers a false, courteous smile and pushes his glasses back in place; “Not at all, Captain Zaraki, but I do wish to point out I was here first.”