rthstewart | NEW POST FOR PROMPTS AND RESPONSES - Three Sentence Ficathon Part 2

THE THREE SENTENCE FICATHON FOR 2020 IS OFFICIALLY OVER!

PLEASE DON'T POST ANY NEW PROMPTS!
SAVE NEW PROMPTS FOR NEXT YEAR!
DON'T POST NEW PROMPTS AS THEY ARE UNLIKELY TO GET ANY LOVE.
DO CHECK OUT EXISTING PROMPTS AND KEEP FILLING THEM AND COMMENTING ON THEM! (Seriously, I still get notifications of 3SF fills from the exchange last year! I'll get them all year and that's great. But posting a new prompt isn't likely to get any attention and, at some point, we all move on in our lives (until next year!).

A huge thanks to conuly for posting and updating all unfilled prompts in a separate post. Link below.

Thank you everyone and we'll see you next year!

THIS IS THE NEW POST FOR PART 2 OF THE 3 SENTENCE FICATHON -- ALL NEW PROMPTS SHOULD BE POSTED HERE

Welcome to the Three Sentence Ficathon!

At over 4600 comments and responses to Entry 1, it's time to move to Entry 2. Please post all new prompts and responses here. You can still respond to and comment on old prompts here.

To that end, the incomparable [Unknown site tag]conuly has collected all unfilled prompts, organized them by fandom, and linked them back so you can search that list for anything that you missed and fill it!!! a huge thanks for doing this [Unknown site tag]conuly!!

Please post all your new and unfilled prompts here.

What is the 3 Sentence Ficathon?
This is a challenge where you answer a prompt with a fic consisting of only three sentences. It's open to all fandoms and you can post and answer 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 else?
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

Can anyone play?
Yes! Please signal boost this to your flist, followers, and any other places you frequent. Come one, come all!
The more people who come and play, the better!

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 manage it. Or we can just cross-post. If you create one, I'll try to post it and everyone can use it.

How long will it go?
Until February 29, 2020. But the entry stays open permanently.

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 wasn't an issue the last 3 times I ran this. 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.

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Any, Any, the existential dread of finding a scar and not knowing how it got there

"Boss, you know what it is, it's gotta be-"

"No." Kakashi said, voice flat and slightly shaky, staring at the broad scar that crossed his nose; the scar that had not been there when he went to bed, and had so shocked him he'd put a fist through the bathroom door this morning.

Kakashi hauled his mask up to hide the scar with too-quick, clumsy hands; he couldn't have a soulmate - he didn't have a soulmate, he thought evenly, looking at his familiar, half-blue face in the mirror.

“I thought you loved this dress,” her mother says, brow gently furrowed, as she strokes the navy and white polka dotted fabric, holding it up next to Susan with a critical eye.

“I do, mum,” Susan says, acutely aware of so many things; fabric rationing, her mother’s feelings, still delicate months after the return of her children from the country, and most importantly at the moment, the long silver scar that curves down her thigh from hip to knee, evidence of an assassin’s blade in another world that she can allow no one to see, not here and now. “But I’m getting so much taller,” she says, her voice glib with long practice, not a hint of strain, “so maybe we could let it out a bit in the hem?”

Oh, Susan. :(

How many times do we all get each other to say that during this fest? It's terrible (and wonderful)!

Always, over and over. She is so lovely and strong.

♥ Susan ♥

They're difficult to miss: three angry slashes carved in negative on his chest, raised scar tissue that itches, sometimes, when he shucks on the spare tunics that other people's charity had been enough to buy him. There are dozens more scattered across his body, as if he were the canvas for an artist who dabbled with knives rather than brushes.

Soldier, he thinks, he must have been, once--or rather, the person he was once must have been; there's a shameful kind of relief that plagues him when he thinks that he'd rather those memories stay hidden forever.

The scar on his arm is faded and small, but Enju finds it without hesitation and touches the tip of her finger to it.

"Do you remember this?" she asks him.

From the softness in her eyes, he guesses it's another childhood memory for her. Another adventure she and the other Kuroyuki shared, something he doesn't remember any more.

"It doesn't really matter, does it?" he asks. "It was a long time ago."

Her face falls, and Kuroyuki looks away. He wants nothing more than to tear the skin off of his arm until every trace of the scar disappears; he hates this so much: the world, himself, everything.

Even his body has more memories of Enju than he does.

"I don't remember," Barnaby says tightly, his hand curling over the scar on his side, such a small thing and yet... "I don't—"

With anyone else, he would have to make something up or brush it off, hide the fact that he has so many moments like this, ones that leave him feeling unsettled in his own skin and distrustful of his own memories.

But Kotetsu only nods, an understanding look in his eyes, and slides his arm around Barnaby's shoulders to pull him close, anchoring him in the present just like he always does.

"Ruby, my sensors indicate you do not have any scarring anywhere on your body," Penny said, tilting her head in confusion.

"They're not physical scars, Penny," Ruby said quietly. "It's just…everyone on team RWBY has had someone they love do something to hurt them, and that leaves…holes where there should be good things."

“You were careless with your life, my young green actor,” Mark says proprietorially, “And so I think your life will be careless with you from now on. What finally finished you off was a stab wound to the shoulder, so—”

— Artemy thanks Big Vlad for his *clearly* selfless offer to retain him as a family doctor and as he passes by the clock in the hall his shoulder twinges suddenly with some new hurt whose causes he can’t begin to guess at.

He couldn't say that he'd been okay - four of his friends had died, and one had been severely injured, and there was nothing 'okay' about any of that - but as far as his physical health went, he hadn't felt poorly, or unwell, or fantastic, for that matter; he hadn't felt anything but okay.

At least, until today: he must have come down with something overnight, for he when he woke, it was to the smothering intensity of a burning in his face.

He put a hand to his face, instinctively, as you do when the heat of a fever is raging upon it, but it was not the heat that he felt as he touched his fingers to his forehead.

Bruce was used to scars on himself. He even got used to the scars that showed up on Dick after he became Robin.

But the clean, even scars that now dotted Dick’s thighs like tracks since he’d become Nightwing, those scared him more than anything.

He doesn't remember everything the Wens did to him; it's probably not surprising that he can't account for every scar. Like this one, surprisingly even, that stretches across his abdomen. He frowns as he spreads his hand across it, feeling the reassuring thrum of his golden core underneath.

NEW POST FOR PROMPTS AND RESPONSES - Three Sentence Ficathon Part 2

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Hiding (Naruto; KakaIru)

We Were All Famous in Our Last Lives (Narnia, Susan)

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HERO, Ganymar

Nightshade, Enju/Kuroyuki, cw: thoughts of self-harm

Scarred - Tiger & Bunny - Barnaby/Kotetsu

RWBY, Penny & Ruby

Pathologic, Mark Immortell and Artemy Burakh

Super Dangan Ronpa 2; Hajime Hinata; AU in which he contracts the Despair Disease, as well

Batman (Bruce Wayne/Dick Grayson): Not Broken, Just Bent (tw: self-harm)

Modao Zushi, Jiang Cheng