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

[scytale]

Aww, thank you! :D

Re: everybody knows it's now or never

[be_themoon]

i really appreciate your reactions to my stuff!! i suspect you're going through the whole post(s) and if so you are giving so many people wonderful days <333

Wrestling (WWE/NXT), Bayley, Dakota Kai, and IYO SKY gen (before Toxic Attraction’s breakup)

[merryghoul]

"NXT graciously asked me to host Ding Dong Hello! and interview Toxic Attraction," Bayley told Dakota and IYO.

"They cost me the tag titles," IYO said to Bayley.

"They took the NXT women's tag titles from me too," Dakota added. "There's no way you're interviewing them and inviting them to try and take our tag titles from us."

"Calm down, calm down." Bayley made a "settle down" gesture. "Why would I unite two toxic people with no attraction to each other?" Bayley asked, laughing.

Re: The Mandalorian, Din Djarin & Grogu

[ceruleantactician]

For a force-sensitive toddler, anything is possible! Thank you!

Re: Star Wars, Obi-Wan Kenobi

[ceruleantactician]

He really does break my heart (in the best way). Thank you!

Leverage, Elliot & Parker

[merryghoul]

“What’s this?” Parker asked as she grabbed a tube and started blowing into it.

“That’s a blowoff tube for the carboy with it!” Elliot grabbed the tube, then sighed. “Guess I gotta sanitize this again.”

[demigodscum]

Thank you! \o/

[edenfalling]

Oh, this is lovely!

[evanui]

"Wouldn't you rather give it all at once to something real," asks the Buyer in his dry-cleaned coat, with his Empire-approved pale glare, "than carve off useless pieces till there's nothing left?"

Cassian glares back, more aware than ever of his own patchwork jacket and olive complexion, because there's nothing useless about Starpath units and treasonous thoughts and minutes he's still breathing. I'm real, he thinks; I'll be left.

[evanui]

“Do you trust me?” asks Natasha, widening her stance on the practice mat, three days before she betrays him for Steve.

Tony snorts, “Not in the slightest, Natalie.”

But he steps out of his suit mid-air and Natasha catches him; two years later Tony has her back against Thanos, and five years after that he grudgingly lets her into his house, and she spends these second and third and fourth chances trying to deserve them.

Waves (Keroro Gunso, Kururu/Mutsumi)

[superflight]

The fear that he might not get there in time, buoyed up to near-panic levels by adrenaline, ebbed and washed away as the adrenaline did as well. In the quiet after the blast, Kururu and Saburo both looked up at the night sky, studded with stars and glittering with the rainbow remnants of the butterfly that had unfurled its wings and protected them both.

Saburo wasn’t apologizing for the things he’d said before, which was a relief, because quite frankly, Kururu didn’t want to talk about that. Didn’t want to talk about the fear, either, or what he’d just done; while he could easily have ribbed Saburo for the boy’s own awful choices in all this, he didn’t feel like doing that just now either. Instead, he sat there beside Saburo while the boy reclined back as he always did, resting on the sand with his head pillowed in his arms.

“Thank you.” When Kururu glanced over, he had to look away again almost immediately. That fear had gone but it had left his nerves scraped raw, and maybe that was why he was receiving Saburo’s signal so strongly. The smile on the boy’s face and in his blue eyes was intolerable, forming knots in his chest and his gut both, and he couldn’t escape the smile in his damn voice. “Kururu.”

“Don’t mention it,” he muttered, voice smaller than he would have liked, and so he forced it flat when he added, “ever” and tried to tune out the waves of delight in Saburo’s laughter.

Meanwhile, last week... (Keroro Gunso, Saburo Mutsumi & Kururu)

[superflight]

If there were any holes in their acts, they were small and excusable, really. Especially since the act itself was completely unnecessary!

Them switching bodies had been a complete accident—a small explosion had gone off, but the Fourth Dimensional Gatcha had been too close and it had gotten set off as well—but they could have explained all that easily. Instead, when the others had rushed in to see what had happened (remembering that last time they’d be stuck with a baby Kururu for way too long), while Mutsumi had still been coughing Kururu had slipped into a perfectly smooth impression of him, waving off that nothing had happened, it had just been a little surprising!

“Seems like this could be fun, doesn’t it?” Kururu had explained himself after the rest had cleared out, back in his own tones and expressions and body language, and had followed it up with his own laughter, too. That had been pretty neat to see and hear, actually!

“Yeah, but you have to stay in here to fix the gatcha, right?” Mutsumi had pointed out.

“Come on, Kururu. You don’t wanna wait on that for a while?”

Mutsumi had blinked, then laughed. Then, after just a second, had shifted his laugh into Kururu’s! “Ahaha… Kuuu ku ku ku ku! When you put it that way, da ze…”

So maybe Mutsumi hadn’t been quite enough of a jerk, in the end, in ways that had been both accidental (Kururu was never as bad to him as he was to everyone else) and purposeful (Kururu had pulled him to the side in the end and snapped stop being nice to everyone, which had been so worth it). And maybe Kururu had exaggerated Mutsumi’s personality just a bit and also crossed the line at some moments from mischievous to kinda mean! (Not reading “Natchi’s” letter on his radio program had been pretty low… Poor girl!)

But nobody ever found out what happened, either. And that was pretty special.

can't bite the devil on my tongue (Keroro Gunso, Mutsumi/Kururu)

[superflight]

Everyone at the station loved Kululuko. She was just so fly—peppy and cute, and what a sweetheart!

It was really, really funny when you knew the act. 623 grinned through the whole day, and was only made more amused when several of the others came to the conclusion that he’d been completely charmed by their guest. Melody Honey especially seemed to think so, and encouraged him to say something to her—after all, they’d only met because she’d won that contest, so who knew if he’d ever see her again!

Mutsumi had assured her that she was totally right, and that he couldn’t let a chance like this just pass him by ♪

So after a ‘hey, can I talk to you?’ that had half the staff buzzing, Mutsumi pulled his friend out into the hall and couldn’t help beaming at him. “Wow, you really won them all over!”

“Oh? Of course I did! I’m a very charming young lady, aren’t I?” Kururu kept up the Kululuko voice and act, but then raised a hand to the robot’s mouth in his usual fashion, giving an even higher pitched than normal “ku ku ku ku!”

“You really are!” Mutsumi agreed. “You’re having a lot of fun with this, huh?”

“Oh, a blast~”

“Then you should definitely do it again sometime.”

Mutsumi snagged Kululuko’s hand as Kururu let it drop. Her lips were oddly warm, but he could feel the firmness of painted metal. He could also practically feel Kururu himself stiffening up inside the metal suit.

Plus, you know. He could also hear the reaction that got through the door. The window might be tinted, but that only meant it left just enough to the imagination, right?

A sequel to today definitely promised to be fun.

[demigodscum]

There is no gap between his death and his continued life, no possible spacetime in which he isn't. He is the Force and the Force is as intrinsic to the Universe as gravity is. When the Death Star explodes and his mortal body dies, he feels its cells violently split apart into their component atoms, feels the molecules of the station violently split apart into their component atoms, feels atoms collide against atoms in a massive release of energy that ripples through the subatomic to his elemental soul.

[vialethe]

Oh, Anakin. The idea that he's ripping himself apart even more as he's doing all these heinous things or witnessing them happening is just so much. Like, buddy, you deserve all that pain, and at the same time, my poor poor baby.

Harry Poyyer, Luna, Ginny, Neville.

[shallowness]

They’re crouched beside a staircase that moved into place several minutes ago, and of course Luna has no watch and it’s a cloudy night, so she can’t be going by how high her namesake has risen, but rather seems to have heard whatever she was listening out for when she murmurs, “I think it’s time.” Ginny, who has been stewing over all the cruelties she’s witnessed here in Hogwarts only today, squeezes both her companions’ arms and reaches for her wand. Neville takes the first step up the stairs, because they agreed he would go first as he’s the tallest, but he doesn’t mind admitting that his resolve is stronger from knowing that Ginny and Luna are right behind him.

[eerian_sadow]

Thank you so much! :D

[be_themoon]

ohhh, this is great. thank you, I love Cassian so much and this is such a good look at him - patchwork jacket and olive complexion, ooof, MINUTES HE'S STILL BREATHING

excellent, thank you

[lyssie]

The taste of ozone at the back of her throat, the way the hairs on her arms stood; Jane could feel what was coming, and she smmiled a little, stepping forward just as the bifrost slammed down into the ground, and Thor appeared. "Hello."

"Jane," he smiled, and cupped her face in his hands as she put a hand on his chest.

"Missed you," she murmured before pushing up to kiss him; that sense of something is about to happen returned, and she let it happen--being whisked away into the cosmos was almost every physicists' dream, after all (and there was so much to learn there).

Wrestling (WWE), Damage CTRL (IYO SKY/Dakota Kai/Bayley)

[merryghoul]

IYO wasn't one to talk about her feelings often but she liked Bayley and Dakota as her supporters--sometimes her only supporters depending on the city they were in for the night.

Dakota wanted people she believed in again after losing Raquel again; IYO and Bayley were those people.

Bayley loved IYO and Dakota because she saw herself in them, she saw these girls had potential that apparently other idiots didn't pick up on, and because she saw they were part of the future for WWE.

Fill: Person of Interest, Shaw(/Root)

[swirlsngirls]

Shaw is forced to hold still as Samaritan’s team hacks her mind, riffling through memories. She leads them down as many stray paths as she can as they open each file in her memory and tear it apart, searching for something they can use against her, and they catch the one she’s been trying so hard to hide, break through the steel wall enforced with an electric fence of criss-crossed wires she’s built around it. Her blood stops cold as Samaritan’s fist closes around the snapshot of her and Root’s kiss from the stock exchange.

Fill: Severance, Mark (& Gemma)

[swirlsngirls]

Mark is Unsevered. It is like Petey said, the relativity’s fucked, and his head hurts like hell. Memories of him laughing with Dylan, talking with Irving, walking with Helly, and the time he spent with Ms. Casey are intercut with his sister, her pregnancy and Ricken, hating the book that changed his life, red-eyed sobbing in the car before work, a haphazard attempt at dating, and not Ms. Casey, his wife, Gemma, Gemma, Gemma; she sneezes twice, they dance in the kitchen, she’s petting the neighbor’s dog, he’s bringing her breakfast in bed, she’s picking him up in her car after teaching, they’re driving to a nice restaurant, a second of looming panic, a scream that tears out of his mouth in slow motion, the most incredible loss he’s ever felt in his entire life.

Not a fill

[swirlsngirls]

btw, what’s your ao3 if you don’t mind me gifting my fill to you on there?

Kevin Can F**k Himself, Allison & Patty, set shortly after 1x04

[swirlsngirls]

She’s on the porch again, head down, hands running through the blonde hair that seems to get more brittle every day, when she hears a slight sigh, looks out to her left, and there’s Patty, a cigarette on her lips and an expression on her face Allison can’t quite decipher. Patty jerks her head to the side and Allison gets the hint, scoots over so there’s room for Patty to sit next to her; the silence persists for a few minutes while Allison tries to figure out why Patty’s here and holds herself off from taking a drag of Patty’s cigarette herself—this, whatever they have right now, it’s not quite close enough for that; not a friendship, but an alliance, an understanding. Finally, Patty breaks the silence: “I know there’s no undoing the way I’ve been to you before, but I’m not here looking for absolution,”—she sees the question hovering in Allison’s eyes—-, “I’m here to help you kill Kevin.”

Re: original project (this is his body)

[swirlsngirls]

Ooh this is intriguing, you put a lot into so few words!