2025 Three Sentence Ficathon - Post #4

[3sfmod]

Welcome to the 2025 Three Sentence Ficathon!
Post #4

The 2025 3SF has now concluded. FILLS may continue to be posted year-round on all four prompt posts.

This is the last post of this year! It will remain open for prompts until approximately midnight PST Sunday, February 9th and is opening just a little early for one last week. Thank you all for a lovely ficathon. Please continue to fill after we close to prompts for however long as you feel the urge (some folks have reported seeing fills on their prompts from last year and being delighted by it!). We are, as ever, delighted by the variety of fandoms, the joy, and the talent on display.

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 9th.

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 if you're logged in! 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.

Please note we have done a few updates for the rules this year and would appreciate everyone glancing through them!

Comments

[be_themoon]

hamlet/narnia, claudius, a brand new world

[ernest]

This time, Claudius swears to himself, this time he will get this vial of poison all the way to its destination and free them all from the spell his brother has woven to keep them under his thumb.

But the garden path twists further than it ever has before, and when he kneels to inspect the soil he somehow knows that this land is younger than the one he's come from – it must be the answer he's sought from the divine, even if his disappearance is also a miracle granted to a king who doesn't know how close he came to death. The time is out of joint here and he doubts anyone at Elsinore will miss him, but now that he's not forever looking looking over his shoulder in case of danger, he has a chance to really find himself.

[be_themoon]

alex rider, alex, i will eat fire and snow, / and bleed and thrive, / and i will gladly know / i am alive

[pitchblackrenegade]

South Park, Karen McCormick & Mysterion, "You're strong."

South Park - Karen McCormick & Mysterion

[lumiosecity]

“So are you, you know,” he tells her, voice softening in a way that feels tender, familar, though she can’t quite place why. “You are so much stronger than you realize, Karen.”

Something about the way he says it—soft, yes, but with a tone brimming with conviction, and beyond that, a fierce sense of pride—makes her stand up just a little taller, back a little straighter and shoulders squared; if her angel thinks she’s strong, then she doesn’t want to let him down by proving otherwise.

[schoolsasaint]

Person of Interest, Joss Carter, rest here in my arms

[pitchblackrenegade]

Teen Titans (Animated Series), Starfire/Red Star, cliffs

[schoolsasaint]

Earth's Children, any, a Mamutoi hunting party finds Ayla's valley

[pitchblackrenegade]

Teen Titans (Animated Series), Cyborg & Starfire, "You're not alone."

[schoolsasaint]

Earth's Children, any, Baby visits the cave while Jondalar is recuperating

[pitchblackrenegade]

Teen Titans (Animated Series), Cyborg & Raven, meditation

Fill

[chronologicalimplosion]

Raven spends hours and hours of each day inside her own head, packing her emotions into tidy boxes far away from the outside world. At least, that's what she says--Cyborg has never really understood how repeating the same handful of syllables is supposed to program her responses, when no amount of Booyahing has ever had Cy living any less close to his skin.

He tries it with her one day, a half-apology for trespassing inside her head, and he doesn't meet any color-coded parts of himself in any desolate inner landscapes, but he does realize that there's a tightness in his chest when he goes looking for it.

[be_themoon]

person of interest, joss, how far will you go

In the mythical AU where 3.5 didn't end in tears...

[lyssie]

They have her son.

When Finch set them up off the grid, in a little po-dunk town in middle America with the help of a crazy little hacker girl, he'd told her not to attract attention, not to do more than the minimum, don't worry about what's to come, you're safer--your son is safer, with you completely out of it--he hadn't lied, hadn't tried to minimize what he thought was coming down the pipeline; and Joss has followed his guidelines to the letter, she's seen what's going on, caught threads of it in newspapers and stories that have a certain slant to them, but she hasn't tried to investigate, hasn't stepped out of line.

But the local thugs have finally crossed the line, they have her son; she has no Fusco, no Reese, no Finch, no Shaw, no arsenal or backup of her own--Elias is a fleeting thought, but given what's been reported about the dismantling of his organization, he's probably gone to ground with no available manpower to help her--besides, there's a far stranger (and possibly more deadly) marker to call in, and she takes a breath before she dials the number the crazy little hacker had told her to use only in a dire emergency, when she was ready to sell her soul to the devil (and the unholy light in her eyes had creeped Joss out), "They've taken my son--"

--there's a loud sound, several clicks, and a mechanical voice replies, "Dump the phone. Get to Taft and North."

Joss draws in a breath, and then does as ordered, smashing the sim card without a thought before she heads out the door to her rendezvous.

[pitchblackrenegade]

Pokémon, Lucian/Shauntal, telekinetic sex

[schoolsasaint]

Leverage, Maggie, I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll

[schoolsasaint]

Person of Interest, Bear, swan dive

[smallhobbit]

Reese spotted Finch sitting on a bench, Bear lying at his feet and then as he walked towards them he noticed Bear stand up and take a flying leap, almost a swan dive, into the lake. As Reese got closer, Bear emerged from lake and promptly shook himself all over Reese.

"I swear he does it deliberately," Reese grumbled to the laughing Finch.

[pitchblackrenegade]

Pokémon, Glacia/Olympia, Reading your tea

[(Anonymous)]

any, any, so many dynamos

[(Anonymous)]

any, any, I'm a last on top pot, not salami

[(Anonymous)]

any, any, Pack my box with five dozen liquor jugs.

La Disparition

[primeideal]

What I want (Anton says) is to drink until I'm so drunk I can't stand upright. Until I look at a solo individual and think it's twins. Until I stop missing all of my family--mom? dad? siblings?--who I didn't know to start with. Until I stupidly kiss a woman without asking "so, what's your birthday?" out of paranoia ("Star Wars" has nothing on my kin). Until a whirlpool of oblivion swallows my conscious mind. Until a malicious god crops my photo from all albums, snips my words from any book in print, blots my soul from your brains.

But that won't fucking occur, will it? So as a plan B, sixty gallons or so of alcohol will suit.

[be_themoon]

honor among thieves (dnd movie), xenk, walking is hard sometimes

[brilliantdelusion]

It was of great importance to consider how one walked, both metaphorically (for one obviously never wanted to trample someone underfoot, but you also needed to know when to step lightly and when to step in, and perhaps most difficultly, when to walk away) and literally, because in a dungeon a careless step could trigger a trap. So Xenk practised walking, just as he practised swordsmanship and integrity, focusing on his footfalls, not flinching from obstacles. He knew people sometimes watched him walk, and he hoped they found his example edifying.

[brilliantdelusion]

The Serpent Gates, Csorwe/Qanwa Shuthmili, public transport

[brilliantdelusion]

The Locked Tomb, Hot Sauce&Harrowhark Nonagesimus, promises

[brilliantdelusion]

The Broken Earth, Tonkee, Corepoint artefacts

[primeideal]

The Goblin Emperor, any, philology

[be_themoon]

the locked tomb, cam/pal, how we end

[schoolsasaint]

any, any, let the animal heart of you love what it loves

Limbus Company, Hermann/Gregor, Incest, Noncon, Slight Body Horror?

[(Anonymous)]

At the slightest anxiety, the mildest discomfit, the sharp twisted edges of Gregor's claw will cut down anything in its way—it'll protect him from any danger, even if he struggles against it—like a vicious animal slipping the leash, an untrained guard dog that won't listen to its owner's commands.

When his mother touches him – a hand on the back of his neck, teeth buried in his flesh, their bodies pressed tightly together – the hot, suffocating rush of desire she’s taught him to feel still can't suppress the waves of fear and revulsion.

But his arm, his unruly verminous protector, does not slash or pulp or pierce his mother through – it writhes when she gets close, insect limbs and mandibles grabbing at her fingers like needy children, sending unwilling pleasure coursing through the rest of Gregor’s body as she strokes along its smooth and shiny carapace, curling towards her touch like a contented cat at the feet of its beloved master.

[schoolsasaint]

any sci-fi, any, mirrorverse

Bernice Summerfield

[(Anonymous)]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/68131626