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rthstewart ([personal profile] rthstewart) wrote2021-02-10 03:57 pm

Three Sentence Ficathon Part 2


THE 2021 3 SENTENCE FICATHON IS NOW CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS!

THIS IS THE NEW POST FOR PART 2 OF THE 3 SENTENCE FICATHON -- ALL NEW PROMPTS SHOULD BE POSTED HERE
You may continue to fill prompts (but not leave new ones) at the original Post 1 here.

[personal profile] conuly 's unclaimed prompt list here

Thank you all for participating! We had a rush of prompts at the end so be sure to check it out and if you want someone to fill something in particular, and assuming they don't mind being contacted (I know I  don't!), be sure to let them know!






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 does this just because she is an awesome person but should you want to write her 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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[personal profile] notapaladin 2021-03-01 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
Any, any/any, "you are worth the work it takes to love you"

Obsidian & Blood, Acatl/Teomitl

[personal profile] notapaladin 2021-03-02 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
“I’m surprised you’re here,” Teomitl mutters, and hates the way his voice cracks and his eyes sting. They’ve had another fight, one where his pride and Acatl’s bluntness had collided in spectacular devastation, and he’d stormed off in a huff. He knows it’s his fault again, knows he should apologize, but the words are stuck in his throat and won’t come out. I’m sorry, I’m sorry--he says that a lot, says that too much, is always being too sharp and too rough and soon Acatl has to get fed up with him and just decide they’re too different to keep--

Cool, dry hands enfold his, and he meets Acatl’s calm and serious eyes. “Where else could I be?”

“With your priests,” he spits out. “With your temple. With someone easy to love, someone who’s not so...so...” Someone who’s not far too much like his namesake, he thinks, and remembers the ahuitzotls. They bite too.

“...So much work?” Like all he’s doing is stating a fact and not ripping the heart from Teomitl’s chest. At his stiff nod, Acatl’s grip tightens. “Teomitl. When have I ever shied away from hard work, when the reward is so great?”

He sucks in a breath. “Acatl,” he begins, “I’m sorry--"

Acatl kisses him. You don’t have to apologize, says that kiss. You are work, says that kiss, but it’s work I take on gladly, because I love you.

He does cry a little, but they’re tears of joy.
topaz_eyes: (brain storm)

Elementary, Of Such A Truth As I Have Meant, Joan Watson/Sherlock Holmes

[personal profile] topaz_eyes 2021-08-15 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
Warnings for talk about cancer treatment and side effects. Due to the length of this fic, I've posted the first section as an excerpt. The rest can be found at https://archiveofourown.org/works/33259705

***

Joan stood in front of her bathroom mirror the night before her first chemotherapy session, frowning at the reflection of the shears in her hand.

She knew she shouldn’t have put this off this late, she chastised herself. She really should have made an appointment with her hairstylist immediately after her oncologist had scheduled her chemo. Normally she wasn’t one to delay a difficult task; she didn’t want to wait until after her therapy started, for reasons both practical and otherwise.

Yet to her bemusement, it kept slipping her mind.

Every time she did remember, and reach for her hair scissors in the cupboard behind the mirror, she’d pause for a long moment, hand hovering over the handles, uncertain. And she’d withdraw it and close the door.

She had time, she assured herself. Still time--

Then she’d received the message about Moriarty, and had summoned Sherlock to return. She hadn’t been prepared for how the remaining time passed so quickly, until that morning when she realized she had no other choice.

Joan had prepared Arthur earlier that evening when putting him to bed, telling him that Mommy would have short hair tomorrow morning when he woke up. Kids were resilient, and Arthur more than most; his reaction was simply, “Okay Mom, g’night,” followed by a yawn and drooping eyelids. She’d lingered at his bedside for awhile after he dropped off, curled around him and tempted to take a short nap with him as she sometimes did, when she needed to be reminded how lucky she was, after a difficult case.

She roused herself from her reverie. “Just do it, Joan,” she said firmly, “come on.” She pulled a small section of hair away from her head, taking hold of it a few inches away from her scalp; she raised the scissors and opened the blades around the strands. It was just hair, she reminded herself, she trimmed her split ends all the time with no problem, she could do this. She had to; the docetaxel and doxorubicin in her chemo regimen would cause her hair to fall out within a couple of weeks. It was better to cut it short now, she reasoned, rather than wait until clumps of hair fell out to tangle in their vacuum cleaner or clog their drains.

Still she paused, her mind blank, her body frozen in place.

“Damn it,” she whispered after a moment. “Damn it.”

She couldn’t do it. Furious with herself, Joan let her hair go and bowed her head, gripping the lip of the sink. The scissors slipped from her grip and dropped into the bowl, where they skittered over the porcelain and clattered at the bottom. Her hair draped around her face; she squeezed her eyes shut against the sting of defeated tears that threatened to spill.

“How may I be of assistance, Watson,” Sherlock said quietly from the door.

The rest of the fic is at https://archiveofourown.org/works/33259705