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Three Sentence Ficathon 2021

We have now opened a new post, for new prompts! Please leave all new prompts there. You may continue to fill existing prompts here. If you didn't get a prompt filled here, feel free to post it on the new post!





Welcome to the Three Sentence Ficathon!
2 Feb. 2021 See important edit below regarding where to find unfilled prompts.


What is the 3 Sentence Ficathon?
This is an open exchange where you answer a prompt with a fic consisting of only three sentences. It's open to all fandoms and you can post and fill as many prompts as you like, as many times as you want.

What do I do first?
You can start 3SF by posting prompts! When posting a prompt please format it this way:

fandom, character(s), prompt word/sentence.

Only one prompt per comment please. So, for example,

Star Wars, Obi-Wan Kenobi, I don't like sand."

Open ended and anthropomorphic fills are popular too, such as:

Any, Any, "I don't like sand."

or

Earth geography, sand, "I don't like humans very much, either."

What happens after that?
You answer other posters' prompts in three sentences (or more if you can't stop yourself) and fill as many prompts as you want, as many times as you wish. If you see that a prompt you loved has already been filled, go ahead and fill it again! Multiple fills of the same prompt are allowed and even encouraged! (We get really fun stories going this way).

Can I still post if I need more than 3 sentences? Or should I just abuse grammar in ways the English language never contemplated?
Yes. Yes.

But I'm not a member of Dreamwidth
No problem. You can comment anonymously or through open ID

I'm really overwhelmed by all the prompts and how much there is and how fast it goes. I can't read 1,000 prompts and fills. It's too much. 
I hear this a lot and it keeps a lot of people from participating.  The 3SF is big and it moves fast, especially at first. 
I get overwhelmed, too, and I'm hosting the thing. With 2020 and 2021 sucking so badly you don't want something that's supposed to be fun cause you anxiety.  I have a couple of suggestions for managing the 3SF volume. 
  • First, really, you don't have to read every prompt and fill on every page.  You can start at the last page of this and just go forward, or back a page or two.  It's fine.
  • You can come and go as time and energy allow, you don't have to participate the whole time, and it drops off quite a bit by mid-February.
  • Even after the 3SF and new prompting end, people fill prompts all year long.
  • You can fill an already filled prompt and you can can leave a prompt that's already been prompted before.  People do it all the time. 
Always make sure you're looking at top-level comments only, not threaded. That helps a lot. Your screen should look like this.




But shouldn't I read everything to see if someone already prompted the same prompt I want to leave if someone already filled it? 

No.  Prompt as many times as you want, as much as you want.  It doesn't matter if someone prompted the exact same prompt.  Go ahead and prompt again!

I left a prompt and no one filled it.  Can I prompt it again?
Absolutely!

Can I spread the word?
Yes, please. I generally fail at creating banners and embed codes but if you create one and make it really idiot-proof, I might be able to post and share it.  Feel free to cross-post this entry. If you create your own banners or icons, let me know and I'll share!
Please share the 3SF with your followers, friends, and any channels and comms you are active on.  I'll post on fandom calendar, Tumblr, and Twitter, but I don't have many connections in other spaces such as Discord.


How long will it go?

The 3SF closes to new prompts on February 28, 2021. The entry stays open permanently and people post fills all year long.

Are there any rules about cross-posting?
Nope, you can post wherever you want, whenever you want. A lot of folks collected their responses together and posted them on AO3 under the 3 sentence fiction tag. 3SFs are a terrific prompt for remixes and could be helpful for Yuletide bears, too.

What about spoilers, content and archive warnings, triggers, pairings, ratings, tags, and squick?
I thought a lot about this. It boils down to reader beware.  In my experience, this typically gets too big, moves too fast, and the stories are too short for content warnings and ratings to even apply. It is too big for me to moderate in this way. You should assume spoilers are fair game and that the initial poster and the responder have opted to use no content warnings or tags. This means AO3 content warnings for dubcon, violence, canon character death, underage, etc. COULD be present. I've found personally that I can skim and scroll by stuff that, from the prompt, I can tell isn't my favorite flavor of delicious cake. Use your best judgment and be prepared to skip over things that aren't your thing. In this format, the obligation is on you, the reader, to protect yourself from triggering content.
Some posters do include warnings and spoiler tags in subject lines or include spoiler space, but they don't have to do so.

Why is 3SF split among several posts?  That seems confusing.
It is confusing and we always lose momentum once we have to move to a second post. The reason is because at 5,000 comments to a single post, DW installs a human test CAPTCHA, which is a pain for users.  So, once this entry gets to the upper 4,000 comments, I open a new post.  If you've been waiting until things slow down to participate, when we open a second post is often a good place to join.

If I have questions, what do I do?

I'm rthstewart everywhere, here, Twitter, Tumblr, gmail and AO3.

A special thank you to [personal profile] conuly  .
Last year, Conuly started logging all unfilled prompts.
This year's (2021) unfilled prompts are here.
Last year's (2020) unfilled prompts are here.
Conuly asks that you not reply, as they want to be able to edit and add more prompts to the list.
Conuly does this just because they are an awesome person but should you want to write them fic in thanks, you can find a birthday wish list here.

Here is the 3SF 2021 Friending Meme to show of your new DW account.

Here, have some icons and banners and let me know if you've created your own!

 






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9-1-1, May Grant, Be the lifeline
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9-1-1, Athena Grant/Bobby Nash, who saved whom
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Hadestown, Hermes/Calliope, "his mother was a friend of mine"
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[Hadestown] Inheritance (3 set)

[personal profile] acequeenking 2021-02-05 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
Calliope was a muse, yes, but calling her one of eight was frankly an insult.

"Mr. Hermes, I go wherever the wind blows," she said, her wild lashes fluttering, but, well, a messenger like himself never minded a bit of trouble.

And Calliope, well, life was never boring with her around; she went wherever trouble went, that was true, but wherever she went, victory went, too -- and Mr. Hermes always thought himself quite lucky.

--

Mr. Hermes couldn't help but see Calliope in her boy; bot just the gifted voice and divine strumming, mind. There was the kindness unique to them, too, a special light in the eyes that fundamentally believed the world was a better place than it was, and Mr. Hermes had lived long enough to know that hope was the rarest of all things.

Orpheus wasn't his boy, not by blood -- Calliope had a lot of friends, and so did Mr. Hermes, too, for that matter -- but sitting together, there was only one word for what they were, and that was family.

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When the world fell out of tune, Miss Calliope did too, without warning -- one day he woke and turned his head, and she was gone, and Orpheus was not. She disappeared, and Mr. Hermes supposed his luck must have lost the roll of the dice; didn't matter that Hermes constantly looked back for her, or that Orpheus' gaze always followed his own - gone, just gone, was Calliope.

Looking at her son when he turned around, the horror on his face when he realized he doomed his love -- well, Mr. Hermes wished, in that moment, that Orpheus didn't take after him so damn much.
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[personal profile] last_haven 2021-02-01 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
Beetlejuice (any canon: musical, cartoon, or movie--you pick), Beetlejuice+Lydia, the worst babysitter you've ever met
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[personal profile] senmut 2021-02-24 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Lydia glared at him with the full force of her withering Gothic menace... and knew that it was just wrapping him further around this idiotic idea.

"We are not getting the shrunken-head guy to babysit, and that is that," she growled with exasperation.

"How 'bout the witch doctor then?" he countered, and she groaned.
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Labyrinth, Toby(/ or + any), the magic never lets go of him
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Belonging (Labyrinth; Toby & Sarah)

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Sarah truly thought it was over - the last remnants of That Place no more than the rare visits from her friends, and then only when invited by her word, a magic that ends when she revokes it, without fail.

Her stomach drops and her head spins the first time she sees Toby laughing and reaching out to something that shimmers just at the edge of vision - and then his fingers make contact and it resolves into the real world, a sparkling rush revealing a huge, serpentine creature that winds around Toby's body, and Sarah rushes out to her brother, heart in her mouth.

"But they belong with me," Toby denies her fears as the drake coils closer still, its head lifting high above his and fire blooming between its jaws as it stares her down, "and I with them," Toby smiles, tilting his head, and Sarah's voice dies in her throat as she meets his eyes - one is the same honey brown as hers, as it has always been; the other is ice-blue, "even you cannot take that away, sister." he says, smiling with too-sharp teeth.

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[personal profile] ladyjax 2021-02-01 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
Lost in Space (2018) Maureen/John, pride in their kids (from 2020)
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[personal profile] ladyjax 2021-02-01 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
Maureen and John hug Judy one more time before she is off and running to catch up with the rest of the kids. “John,” Maureen breathes and leans into John as they watch her go.

John’s arm comes around her shoulder, holding her tight. “Judy’s got Will and Penny for back up. They’ll get the kids where they need to go,” he says with conviction. “They’re Robinsons.”

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Any, Any, 'That's pretty poggers!'

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Homestuck, Any, (Dormammu (?)), I've come to bargain
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[personal profile] vialethe 2021-02-01 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
Narnia, Lucy & Edmund, never be so kind, you forget to be clever/never be so clever, you forget to be kind

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The first post-Witch winter was greeted with excited suspicions by Narnians great and small - some of whom had in fact pre-empted Royal Sanctuary in mid-November.

Edmund bore with Rabbits in the garderobe and Red Dwarves bivouacking round his throne, but when the Bears showed up pleading sniffles he pinched a pot of honey from the kitchens and laid out a trail to Lucy's favorite balcony.

"Look," Lucy told him that night, pointing to the Bees singing themselves to sleep on her balcony, and Edmund, biting his lip, put his arms around his sister and listened.

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[personal profile] vialethe 2021-02-01 08:29 am (UTC)(link)
Narnia, Susan & Peter, never be so polite, you forget your power/never wield such power, you forget to be polite
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Reminders (Chronicles of Narnia; Susan & Peter) x2

[personal profile] kalira 2021-02-02 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Peter," Susan says, letting the blade her brother pressed into her hand sag as he steps back, "I don't need this. This isn't the way I. . ."

Susan's eyes narrow; Peter doesn't look frustrated or displeased, he looks smug.

"No, you don't," Peter says with a smile, and Susan thrusts the sword back to his hands, "but Su, you have been fading - you do need to remember that you are every bit as deadly behind your soft words."

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Peter feels his voice die in his throat as a light touch ghosts over his inner forearm, and he turns to look down at his sister, frowning; he hadn't half vented his irritation with-

Susan arches one brow, her lips pursed in a delicately disapproving expression, and Peter pauses, mentally revisiting his own rant and feeling a flash of embarrassed regret.

He turned back to the faun he had been addressing with a bow, offering his apologies in much more measured tones, smiling as the faun relaxes and they begin, instead, to untangle the problem between them; Susan's hand squeezes his arm approvingly before she sweeps off across the great hall.
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[personal profile] vialethe 2021-02-01 08:29 am (UTC)(link)
Greek Mythology, Hades/Persephone, my barren land/I am ash from your fire
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[personal profile] last_haven 2021-02-01 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
She sits on a throne, made a sacrifice before her weeping mother. She does not argue with her husband and it feels like it's because her passion was the thing that bled out on an altar to fate.

When he takes her hand in his, she lets him, but she does not grip his back.

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[personal profile] vialethe 2021-02-01 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
The Expanse, Avasarala &/ Amos, his favorite stripper
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[personal profile] vialethe 2021-02-01 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
Narnia, Peter, I'm a festival, I'm a parade/and all the wine is all for me

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a wingspan unbelievable

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Normal People, Marianne/Connell, all the lonely people, where do they all come from?
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[personal profile] simplecoffee 2021-02-01 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
Supernatural, Dean/Cas, Dean + selective mutism
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[personal profile] liquidtears 2021-02-01 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"So Dean, you never told me, what is your preference of the perfect porn scene, like, how many people, what positions, what setting, etcetera?" Cas asked him one night.

Dean's eyes bulged at the mention of the nature of that question.

Yeah, he wondered, what IS my preference?
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[personal profile] simplecoffee 2021-02-01 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
Supernatural, Dean/Cas, Cas' feelings about the Impala

(Anonymous) 2021-02-02 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Cas doesn't care about cars as a whole as long as he can get one when he needs it, one with four wheels and a tank full of gasoline, preferably one that comes without a screaming owner running after it and him.

But he has to care about this one, the black behemoth Dean calls his baby - and Cas is sure there should be a capital B there - if only because Dean loves it, because Dean and Sam were raised in it and it's the stablest, safest home they've ever had.

He makes an effort to treat it right, to never drag his muddy shoes in if he can avoid it, to staunch his bleeding wounds with his own clothes to save its upholstery, to tell it quietly, in the secrecy of his own mind, "Well done, Baby" every time it brings Dean back to him in one piece.

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Men in Black, Jay & Kay, petting black cats
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[personal profile] smallhobbit 2021-02-05 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"How come," Jay asked, "whenever you pet a black cat it merely purrs and yet when I pet one it turns round and tries to bite my hand off?"

"It may be because I can tell the difference between a small member of the felidae family and an alien," Kay said. He paused and added, "Or it may just be that cats don't like you."

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Superstition

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[personal profile] ineffabilities 2021-02-01 12:13 pm (UTC)(link)
IT (movies), Richie/Eddie, I know I can be hard to carry / and I've got some beasts I need to bury / but you've got the antidote for me (from Honey Make Me Healthy)
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[personal profile] glorious_spoon 2021-02-02 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Eddie, Eddie, look at me. Look at me, man. Keep your eyes open."

There's a roaring sound in his ears. He blinks and rolls his head painfully to the side, and sees that the Neibolt house is crumbling like the earth opened up great blackened jaws to swallow it whole, dust rising into the blue sky.

He feels so cold. Richie's hand on his cheek is shockingly warm, and there's a thick numbness spreading from his chest where he's pretty fucking sure he was just impaled. Richie's wadded-up jacket pressed into the wound. He licks his lips twice, and when he manages to speak his voice is a hollow rasp. "Did we. Did we kill it?"

"Yeah, yeah, that motherfucker's dead meat," Richie says. "Dead and buried. Come on Eds. Come on. Mike's bringing the car around, so you just gotta hang on. Just keep your eyes open. Just keep looking at me."

He does. Richie seems to be glowing, silhouetted against the rising sun, glasses cracked, face bloody, eyes wide. His hands are gentle, though.

"You carried me out," Eddie rasps.

"Yeah, yeah, of course we did," Richie says, and ducks his head to press a clumsy burning kiss to Eddie's forehead. He's crying. His tears feel like a balm when they land on Eddie's grimy skin. "Of course we did."

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[identity profile] ruanchunxian0.livejournal.com 2021-02-01 12:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Bridgerton, Penelope Featherington, power

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She has enough money to dower herself and her sisters three times over, money she earned with her own hands, which she knows Eloise would find the true triumph.

Penelope cannot use it to buy dresses or to fund good works or even bestow some upon Marina: tt must sit, unused, growing dusty, shine fading; the comparison to a spinster is not too far out of reach. Still, it is something, to send her words to a printer and know that in the vault, the piles grow.

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[identity profile] ruanchunxian0.livejournal.com 2021-02-01 12:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Bridgerton, Benedict and Eloise, fashion choices (we have to talk about the fact that Benedict and Eloise have bees all over their clothes/accessories when it's Anthony's biggest phobia: https://travelingstrawberry.tumblr.com/post/638707470634811392/finally-his-voice-hoarse-and-barely-recognizable)
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[personal profile] autumnia 2021-02-01 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Haven't read the books but giving this a shot based on the TV series and those images from tumblr...

"Anthony would not approve," Eloise declared with certainty, one eyebrow raised as she ran her hand over the delicate embroidery of the waistcoat, her fingers lingering on one of the golden bees set in the deep sky of sapphire silk, "but it is beautiful even to my untrained and unworthy eye."

Knowing his sister cared not so much for fashion as books, Benedict smiled and with a casual shrug of his shoulders, replied, "Well, it is a good thing this was given to me and not him."

"And as you are seeing Madame Delacroix tonight, you simply have to wear it as a token of appreciation of her handiwork, dear brother," Eloise finished as she returned her brother's grin with a knowing wink.
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[personal profile] ineffabilities 2021-02-01 12:35 pm (UTC)(link)
The Locked Tomb, Gideon/Harrow, Navegesimus AU: Psalm 23:4: “Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.”
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[identity profile] ruanchunxian0.livejournal.com 2021-02-01 12:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Bridgerton/Pride and Prejudice, any, just give me this crossover in whatever form takes your fancy
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IT (movies), Eddie Kaspbrak, New York I love you but you're bringing me down
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[personal profile] reeby10 2021-02-15 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
From his apartment balcony, Eddie looked around at the city — the distinctive skyline, the lights and billboards, the streets full of people rushing from one place to another — and sighed heavily before turning to walk back inside. He’d lived in New York City for years now, ever since his mother moved them away from Derry when he was a teen, and it had always seemed like home to him, the place he’d always return to with fondness after vacations and business trips; but now, returned from Derry for the second time and with his divorce newly finalized, it all seemed so grey and dull and oppressive and suffocating in a way it never had before.

It wasn’t home anymore, he realized as he shut the door a final time on his now empty apartment, and perhaps the idea that it had been before was nothing more than a side effect of the loss of his childhood memories, but either way, as much as he loved New York, it wasn’t for him anymore and he just had to hope that this next step would be the upswing he needed to start really living his life for the first time in maybe ever.
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Captain America, any/any, it starts up in our bedroom after the war
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[personal profile] ineffabilities 2021-02-01 12:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Hades, Zagreus/Thanatos/Megaera, sleeping arrangements
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[personal profile] last_haven 2021-02-01 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Get your foot out of my face."

"I would, but Thanatos has got his knee in my spine, so tough luck."

The god of death grumbles before saying "hey, who wants to see Zagreus try to explain why he's exiting the entrance Pool naked?" His boyfriend barely manages a "wait, what-?" before Thanatos claps him in the face and reaps him. Megaera laughs, but Thanatos only shrugs and realizes that Zag either needs to get a bigger bed or someone's going to have to start sleep on the couch in the room, and he knows it's not going to be him.

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