2023 Three Sentence Ficathon - Post #1
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threesentenceficathonWelcome 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!
A Dreamwidth account is not needed to participate. Anonymous prompts/fills are welcome, or you can use Open ID.
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.
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.
Prompts should be one prompt per comment, formatted in this way: fandom, character(s), prompt word/sentence
Prompts may also be open ended, unspecific, or anthropomorphic, such as:
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:
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.
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.
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!
A Dreamwidth account is not needed to participate. Anonymous prompts/fills are welcome, or you can use Open ID.
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.
Re: Fill: Person of Interest, Shaw(/Root)
Date: 2023-03-03 06:42 am (UTC)Re: Fill: Severance, Mark (& Gemma)
Date: 2023-03-03 06:51 am (UTC)Re: Not a fill
Date: 2023-03-03 06:52 am (UTC)Re: Kevin Can F**k Himself, Allison & Patty, set shortly after 1x04
Date: 2023-03-03 06:55 am (UTC)Re: Doctor Who, Seven & Ace
Date: 2023-03-03 12:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-03-04 02:31 am (UTC)Re: Fill: Severance, Mark (& Gemma)
Date: 2023-03-04 04:20 am (UTC)Re: Kevin Can F**k Himself, Allison & Patty, set shortly after 1x04
Date: 2023-03-04 04:23 am (UTC)Transformers vampire AU, Prowl & Drift, Rated G
Date: 2023-03-10 02:31 am (UTC)“Hey, I’ve been wondering something.”
Prowl had thought Drift was sleeping after feeding him, but clearly he wasn’t. He set his data pad aside and looked at the mech curiously. “What is that?”
“I’ve heard stories, you know, and it got me thinking, so I want to know. Is it true that virgins taste better to vampires than mechs that haven’t interfaced.”
Prowl blinked in surprise before laughing softly. “I wouldn’t know.”
“You’ve never…?”
“Not to my knowledge, no. Your profession isn’t unique among the mechanisms I feed from, though. And since it is easier to pay you and your colleagues to let me drink from you–”
“Then you don’t feed on the general population to find out.” Drift nodded. “Makes sense, I guess. Will you tell me, if you ever do find out?”
“I will, though I suspect you will be disappointed by the answer.”
Stargate Atlantis, Rodney McKay
Date: 2023-03-12 09:15 am (UTC)"Are you going to finish writing this any time soon?" Dr McKay - of course it would be him, wouldn't it? - hissed furiously from one side of his mouth as he cowered. To be fair, frozen in a moment of time, a bad moment of time as he was, with a slavering multi-tentacled-and-clawed-and-fanged abomination just about to swipe at him with those tentacles and claws and teeth... he had a right to be furious.
The abomination wasn't too happy either, trying to roll bulging bloodshot eyes at me and get on with swiping at McKay.
"Umm," because as the author of this unlikely scene, I guessed it was up to me to answer, "no."
"Why not?"
"Because Ao3 is down for maintenance for," I checked the web page again, "oh seven hours at least. Do you think you both can hold that pose?"
I decided not to mention that the next three words I intended to write were "to be continued..."
The Untamed, Nie Mingjue and Wen Qing
Date: 2023-03-12 10:54 am (UTC)Nie Mingjue was nothing if not direct. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you and all your Wen relatives now."
The small, pretty and very very fierce woman stared back at him, undaunted by the sabre at her throat. "Because, Sect Leader, as a doctor I can save your life, your sanity, and your disciples."
"Hah!" No one could, Nie Mingjue had known that for years.
"And your brother. For my brother and family, I can do this," Wen Qing snapped. "Or do you want Nie Huaisang to fall to your family curse too?"
Nie Mingjue froze, and glared at her. "Huaisang -"
"It will take longer, but the resentful energy will take him too."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes. My uncle knew it, I know it, and you know it."
He still hated Wens and he had killed or seen killed all those he had come across until now. But anathema, even a Nie's, would not win over love. He slowly, reluctantly, sheathed Baxia and glowered in defeat.
"Very well. I'll let you all live. For now."
For Huaisang.
The Untamed, Nie Mingjue and Wen Qing
Date: 2023-03-12 11:13 am (UTC)(second of a series, follows on from this one
Nie Mingjue was nothing if not steadfast. Especially if it meant that he could also aggravate the smarmy, sanctimonious, self-serving leader of the Jin sect.
"Are you serious? You are protecting... Wens?" Jin Guangshan tried for patronising disbelief but only managed some sort of unpleasant, constipated emotion that Nie Mingjue couldn't be bothered deciphering. Wen Qing who was standing by his side in Nie green and grey - which suited her, he thought - could do the deciphering for them all.
He was feeling too good, too relaxed, too calm. All the ugly, almost mindless fury and easy bloodlust that he had lived with for years, if not quite gone, was weakened and definitely fading from his mind, his nerves and his blood. The treatment she had persuaded (no, not bullied, despite a delighted Huaisang's fondness for the term) him into was working.
That didn't mean, however, that he wasn't a Nie, with a Nie's stubborn pride. Sure, his brother called it contrariness and, in their not infrequent shouting matches, so did Wen Qing, but even this it was different now. It felt... clean. Light. Free of blind rage and blinder hatred.
It felt good.
Not Mingjue still didn't wholly trust her and her people, but he probably - probably - didn't hate them any more. He could put up with them. He couldn't put up with creatures like this man, though; he just didn't want to kill them on sight. At least, not much.
He put a light hand on Wen Qing's shoulder, as they had agreed he would and could if needed, and stared the Jin into retreat.
"I am,"he rumbled, not bothering to add that they were protecting him and his brother, and his own Sect. That was no one's business but their own. "And I will continue to no matter what. Deal with it."
Next to him, Wen Qing smiled.
The Untamed, Nie Mingjue and Wen Qing
Date: 2023-03-12 11:29 am (UTC)Nie Mingjue was nothing if not patient, at least these days, but his patience had limits.
"Are you coming?" he bellowed.
Bellowing at the various people in his Sect was normal after all, and had been for years. The fact that he now had - custody? protective guardianship? - for this group of the same Wens he had hated for years didn't change that much.
He didn't bellow at Granny Wen, naturally. Or Uncles Six and Four (he liked Uncle Four's fruit wine too much to upset the man). Or tiny, adorable a-Yuan whose unabashed begging for hugs Nie Mingjue had resisted for a whole twelve minutes when they first met. Or Wen Ning whose gentle nature endeared him to even the stubbornest Nie.
Bellowing at Wen Qing was fine. She simply shouted back. He might not admit it to anyone but himself, but he liked that.
She now turned from scolding his - her - their brothers and glared at him. "As soon as these two are ready... yes, we are coming."
He huffed. Normally, a trip to another Sect would take no more time than the flight on their swords. The Nie disciples could fly with no trouble of course, he could with even less than none, and Wen Qing had proven more than once that she could keep up with him in this as in most things. They were cultivators, after all.
But they also both had brothers. Wen Ning was too sickly and frail and couldn't fly; his Huisang was... well, Huaisang, and simply wouldn't fly if he could shamelessly wriggle out of it. So Mingjue agreed to go by horse and carriage, and tried not to think about how much having these people, especially this small and fiery woman, in his life had changed him.
And how life might have been without them.
Re: Miss Marple...
Date: 2023-03-13 09:04 am (UTC)Re: Miss Marple...
Date: 2023-03-13 09:15 am (UTC)Re: Miss Marple...
Date: 2023-03-13 09:36 am (UTC)Merlin...
Date: 2023-03-13 10:57 am (UTC)Dear Prince Prat
Yes, your father is right, I'm a sorcerer. I think you worked that out when the Great Dragon came and demolished your father's dungeon to get me out.
Try and stay alive now I'm not there to protect your royal backside, will you? I will see you again sometime, I just hope it's not on opposing sides of yet another Great Purge because this time Uther will not win. That's not a threat, that's the future. I've seen it.
Oh, and watch Morgana. I've seen her future too.
Look after yourself, clotpole.......
Re: Miss Marple...
Date: 2023-03-14 08:53 am (UTC)Re: Stargate Atlantis, Rodney McKay
Date: 2023-03-14 10:17 am (UTC)Re: Miss Marple...
Date: 2023-03-14 10:21 am (UTC)Re: Stargate Atlantis, Rodney McKay
Date: 2023-03-15 03:15 am (UTC)Re: Miss Marple...
Date: 2023-03-15 03:17 am (UTC)Naruto, Kakuzu/Hashirama
Date: 2023-03-16 02:44 am (UTC)Hashirama couldn’t help but smile as it meowed in his face, tail swishing towards Kakuzu and giving him an unpleasant view of it’s backside that he looked away from.
Across the table Hashirama’s anger seemed to evaporate as he gave the cat scratches and pats all while talking sweetly to it, and the longer Kakuzu watched, he found his own anger fading.
“Refill?” Kakuzu asked as he reached for the empty mug.
Hashirama smiled at him and nodded. “I bet you’d like me to do this to you when we get home, wouldn’t you?”
“I’m not a cat!” Kakuzu growled as he snatched up the mug to go get Hashirama another cup of tea, and maybe one for himself.
no subject
Date: 2023-03-16 05:35 pm (UTC)“You did everything you could to save them,” Mei says, her voice quiet in the dark as she lays her head on her partner’s shoulder.
Tsunade says nothing, she knows that of course, logically, but she always feels a deep sense of guilt, that if she could have done more, they would have survived. They were under her care, after all, how could she not feel responsible?
Placing a trembling hand over Mei’s, she lets herself be pulled down onto the bed. She won’t sleep, but at least she's not alone, left to her own devices, and for that she is grateful.
POTC, James Norrington & Elizabeth Swann
Date: 2023-03-19 12:49 am (UTC)“Do you ever regret it—joining my crew?” she asked, breaking the silence, though her gaze never strayed from the beam of moonlight.
James said nothing for a moment, but when he did, his voice was no louder than the soft splashing of the waves: “Sometimes,” he said and turned to leave, feeling the weight of her gaze upon his back.