threesentenceficathon | 2023 Three Sentence Ficathon

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.

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any, any, it's cheaper than therapy

If they weren’t going straight to the airport to fly back to Shanghai after Jing Jing was due to wrap, Yu Tu probably would not have ventured onto her movie set today, and of course, just his luck, apparently the last scene to be shot before the wrap was a passionate kiss scene that he really had little interest in watching, no matter what he said to Jing Jing about how she did not need to avoid these kinds of scenes for him.

The scene took place in a restaurant, which at least meant that there were tables facing away from the set he could sit at while waiting for Jing Jing, and this was where he was when a drink was placed down in front of him.

“You’re Jing Jing’s husband, right?” the person who had placed the drink down said, sitting down opposite him. “Call me Ting Ting.”

Yu Tu blinked, and then stared at the drink in front of him.

“It’s cheaper than therapy,” ‘call-me-Ting-Ting’ said with a playful smile. “Trust me, I should know, I’m his wife.”

Yu Tu didn’t need to turn to know that she was pointing at the male lead actor, and found himself unable to hold back a chuckle.

She probably had it worse than him, Yu Tu realised, because she was an actress too, so she really couldn’t tell her husband to avoid these scenes, even if she wanted to.

hee! <3

Kagome panted and eased her next arrow down without loosing it, watching another minor youkai dissolve in a shimmer of pink sparkles and finding no others within range or sight.

"Feel better?" Sango asked, clasping her shoulder, and Kagome grinned.

"You know . . . I kind of do," she laughed, shaking her head; she hadn't thought about the upcoming decision - to stay, to go, to which century did she belong - she had to make in at least an hour, and she wanted to keep on that way for as long as she could, "let's go make sure the villagers are all unhurt, I think some of them ran that way."

demon soup for the soul XD

XD Like everyone Kagome knows in this time period: maybe you should go kill something! would that make you feel better? it always makes me feel better!

Two days before break, and Jason still hasn't managed to slip away and get set for the summer; Peter's been clingy, and Peter maybe still doesn't know that he pays for a stash before summer to supplement whatever Jason can steal from his mom's medicine cabinet, or that he seems to blow through it faster and faster every year. He's getting antsy, and it's starting to look like he's going to have to choose between letting Peter worry and going home without it when Ivy accidentally comes to the rescue, distracting Peter in the hall after lunch at just the right place so Jason can lean next to Lucas' locker and make it look like he's just waiting.

Lucas nudges his arm, glancing back over his shoulder to make sure nobody's paying any attention, and then slips something into the side of Jason's bag before he can say a word.

"I didn't bring anything down," he starts in a low voice, and Lucas shakes his head.

"I know you're good for it, you can pay me back in September. If you make it that long," he adds, and his smile's sympathetic. Their dads are cut from the same cloth, lawyers waiting for their sons to make good on the investment of having kids; if anyone understands the need to brace for the summer, it's Lucas, and Jason relaxes a little, finally ready for the long weeks ahead.

"Thanks to you, I just might."

oh no those kids ;_;

Everyone in the Los Angeles Office of Special Projects is aware of three rules - that Nell escapes to the Burn Room when things get too much for her, that they should never interrupt her when she’s in there and, most importantly, that goes double when Callen breaks rule number two.

Nell’s glad of all three rules, because no-one but the two of them need to know how she vents to him occasionally, cries on his shoulder more often that that, but mostly how his hands wander over her body and under her clothes, how his lips trail paths across her skin, his tongue tracing her freckles, how she gasps and shakes and bites his shoulder as he moves inside her.

Some might not approve of Nell’s way of chasing her demons but she doesn’t care - it’s cheaper than therapy, healthier than alcohol and more pleasurable than both so, for the first time in her life, if Nell is wrong, she doesn’t want to be right.

::applauds::

CW: smoking of robot weed

Mirage wrinkled his nose–just how did he manage that anyway, being constructed from a single faceplate like that?–when he stepped into the room and gave Jazz a dirty look. “Ratchet will kill you himself, when he finds out you’ve been smoking again.”

Jazz gave his friend a humorless smile and took another drag from the cy-gar he’d gotten from Kup. “Trust me, it’s better than the alternatives.”

it keeps him out of trouble, Mirage XD

XD it does do that

"Hey, Cloud," said Wedge, one evening in the bar. "You seem kinda tense. Need help with that?"

Cloud remained motionless in an attempt to conceal his displeasure. He was doing his best to convince the others that he was just a naturally reserved, standoffish guy, but they had no doubt noticed those moments of discomfort, the brief spells of confusion and pain that seemed only to be getting more frequent; and the longer he spent with them all, the sooner they would realise that this shell was intended to protect him not just from the outside world, but from true knowledge of himself.

"What do you have in mind?" he said at last, trying very hard to sound uninterested.

"Well," said Wedge, "you could come back to my place and meet my cats. Might be relaxing."

"All right," said Cloud, and while he didn't speak to Wedge at all during the short walk to his quarters, he had to privately admit when they arrived that the feeling of several small, warm, furry bodies writhing around him was a greater comfort than he'd thought he needed.

awww, yes, just what he needs!

2023 Three Sentence Ficathon - Post #1

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You Are My Glory

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Demon-Slaying for Fun, Profit, and . . . Mental Health? (Inuyasha; Kagome & Sango)

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Re: Demon-Slaying for Fun, Profit, and . . . Mental Health? (Inuyasha; Kagome & Sango)

bare: a pop opera, Jason & Lucas

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NCIS Los Angeles, Nell/Callen

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Transformers G1, Jazz & Mirage, Rated T

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Re: Transformers G1, Jazz & Mirage, Rated T

FF7R, Cloud & Wedge

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