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

[(Anonymous)]

Any, any, vampire AU

Transformers (G1 S3) Rodimus Prime/Scourge

[raisedbymoogles]

He's buried in the shadow of Scourge's thigh, his intake filled with the burn of unclean fuel and his audials thrumming with the vibration of Scourge's groan-purr of pleasure. Scourge has his claws in Rodimus's spoiler and his opposite knee tucked behind Rodimus's helm, pinning him right where he is, right where he wants to be.

But his fuelphage tank can only hold so much, so at length he has to pull his fangs out of Scourge's plating; he laves his glossa over the mark left behind, partly to soothe the bite, partly to seek out one last drop of powerful, dark, corrupted fuel.

Fill: FFVII, Aerith/Vincent

[wintersday]

The rumors are only ever half true; he’s a little more monster than any man should be, and he doesn’t die as others do, but that’s all. No taste for blood, despite jokes like the one she’d made, leaning in his doorway, filling his room with the scent of earth and wildflowers.

Still, he can appreciate the universe’s little ironies – and if he has no right to find solace in her weight atop him, or the lightness of her hands unwinding his scarf, he cannot make himself be cruel enough to deny her what she needs.

Night Garden (Captain Harlock; Harlock/Yama)

[kalira]

Yama twined his fingers with Harlock's own, callused and cold, and drew him out to the newly-restored garden.

Watching the shock rise on Harlock's scarred, dour face - then fade into the light clarity of joy, tears welling in his remaining eye, as he takes in the garden, absolutely filled with night-blooming flowers. . .

Yama stepped in close, heart fluttering as the vampire wound an arm around him - almost clinging in a needy embrace - feeling Harlock's muffled sob and wondering how anyone could think of this man as an uncaring monster.

Re: Night Garden (Captain Harlock; Harlock/Yama)

[linky]

Delighted to come across a Captain Harlock fic here! :D This is so wonderfully done, I adore this! ❤❤❤ Amazing work!

Re: Night Garden (Captain Harlock; Harlock/Yama)

[kalira]

Hurrah, thank you! ♡ I love Harlock~ (And it is definitely a scarce/small fandom. . . Always exciting to be recognised in the wild. XD)

Ace attorney, Matt Engarde & Adrian Andrews

[meningioma]

Matt glides from one side of the room to the other seconds, like he wasn't even walking.

Like the earth and all of the rules within bend at his will, as his silhouette swells like a black cloud, an omen, while he approaches Adrian - single visible eye having an eerie red tint in the right lighting.

"Adrian, what's like, up with this rash? These fangs are, like, super in right now, but my tanning bed hurt like a bitch this morning..."

Susan (Narnia), after the crash

[elementalraven]

Later, Susan thinks that if it hadn’t happened when she was still in the midst of grief and drowning in it, it all might have ended up very differently- or perhaps that is just a comforting lie she tells herself.

But there’s no point in lingering on that, not when she can’t go back, can’t return to that night at the cemetery and shout at herself to look out, to get out of there, not when she can’t undo the sharp, piercing bite and the almost delirious feeling that followed, can’t undo the vicious rage afterwards as she tore her sire apart, destroying her chance to know more about the creature she had been turned into.

But then again she would have killed him eventually anyways, she knows, for taking her choice away, and for cursing her to forever walk this hollow world.

Re: Susan (Narnia), after the crash

[edenfalling]

Ah, poor Susan! Yes, killing her sire right away wasn't the most practical move, but completely understandable given the stress she was under. And I'm sure she'll find a way to make the best of it, though it may take some decades (or centuries?) before she begins to move past her rage and grief.

Re: Susan (Narnia), after the crash

[vialethe]

Oof, even more tragedy for poor Susan!! How painful, to feel even more trapped than she had before. Maybe she can find a Van Helsing to help her out of her predicament??

Haikyuu!!, Kenma & Hinata

[chikita]

When Kenma met Shouyou for the first time, the term "vampire" was the last thing on his mind.

He had always expected vampires to look a bit...darker, brooding, mysterious, nothing like the boy he was hanging out with under the full moon that night, a boy with messy, bright orange hair, a loud voice, and a smile that bore not just his fangs but the rest of his teeth as well.

Kenma felt safe around Shouyou, if only for the fact that they were both outcasts in their own right.

Soldiers of the Damned (MCU, Bucky/Nat)

[ultra_fic]

"James, you don't have to do this; we can help you, it's not too late," Nat insisted, tears in her eyes, but stake also held firmly in hand, because she couldn't take any chances, not this time.

"It's not that simple, Natalia," he replied, shaking his head, lips pulling over fangs as he slowly smiled, "I've come too far, there's no going back for me - my life belongs to the darkness now."

"Then I guess I have no choice," said Nat, taking a deep breath to steel herself, letting the stake slip from her fingers and clatter to the ground, before reaching up to pull at her collar, exposing her neck; "Do it."

Batman in Blood Will Flow! (Bruce/Dick)

[fleetsparrow]

To never see the sun again, to never feel its light, its warmth, nor to see the brightness of a beautiful day; what would it matter to him anyway if Bruce was dead?

Bruce gasped, a horrid, gurgling sound as blood flowed from his throat.

Dick bared his new fangs, smiled beatifically, and drank.

Person of Interest, Root & Shaw

[swirlsngirls]

Somewhere along the way of rescuing their latest number, they’ve managed to end up tied up in a dark room for hours, where even Root’s precious Machine can find no escape out of, unless— Shaw looks over at Root, who’s glassy-eyed, barely conscious from lack of blood, but who still manages to give her a smile that’s both weak and predatory. Shaw sighs, offering her arm out, and feels Root latch on with sharp teeth, drinking greedily. Seconds later, Root has snapped their handcuffs, thrown all of the people guarding them across the room, and escapes with Shaw in tow.