[Link] Three Sentence Ficathon

Whoops, I meant to advertise this over here but apparently I just reblogged the Tumblr post and forgot. *headdesk*

Anyway! The lovely and amazing rthstewart is hosting a Three Sentence Ficathon on Dreamwidth, from last week until early March or when interest dries up, whichever happens first. There are already seventeen pages of prompts and fills in dozens of fandoms, both common and obscure. Come play!



(Note: it is totally okay to run longer than three sentences. I myself, as others have noted, am somewhat infamous for doing so. The important thing is to have fun. *grin*)

[Fic] Three Sentence Ficathon Fills, part 1 - various fandoms

Here are six fills from the current Three Sentence Ficathon. (I am quite aware that only four of them actually meet the structural requirements. Shush. I do what I want.)

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1. For samparker: Star Trek AOS, Uhura/author's choice, someone playing with her hair, written 2/8/15.

[Gaila/Uhura]

( Sisterhood )

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2. For betony: King Lear, Goneril, Regan, (&Cordelia), they loved their sister once, written 2/9/15.

( Loving-kindness )

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3. For saoirse7: Narnia, Lucy & Susan, adventures of their own, written 2/9/15.

( Interesting Times )

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4. For minutia_r: Homeward Bounders, Joris (/ & author's choice), be prepared, written 2/9/15.

( Be Prepared )

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5. For ruanchunxian0: Any, any, I would follow you to the ends of the earth with only mild complaining, written 2/10/15.

[Homestuck, alpha timeline, Dave/Jade/Rose]

( Gladly Beyond )

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6. For betony: Howl's Moving Castle, Sophie Hatter, the path of pins or the path of needles, written 2/10/15.

( The Grandmother's Tale )

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Yay for writing stuff!

wherein Liz has a good day (except for that one guy...)

Today I am thirty-three years old -- a palindrome year!

My parents are coming up on Sunday to attend a concert at my church and take me out for a nice birthday dinner. They will bring cake and gifts and supplies for champagne cocktails, because that is how we roll. (Mmm, champagne cocktails...) I will keep Dottie overnight, because apparently the price differences between the motel that allows dogs and the motel that doesn't are currently dramatic enough for my parents to decide that saving money outweighs the small logistical inconveniences of leaving her with me.

I got my taxes done this morning, for free -- this is a side benefit of working for Not the IRS. The hill office was crazy busy this afternoon, which I suspect is partly just that we're reaching our peak couple weeks, and partly that everyone who didn't come yesterday because of the weather came today instead.

Vicky gave me my birthday present at Christmas and I duly lugged it back to Ithaca and let it sit untouched on my coffee table for a month and a half, but tonight I got to open it. For Christmas, she got me a Talavera ceramic mug from one of her trips to Mexico, and for my birthday she got me some plum wine, some matcha chocolate pocky, and a bowl, a whisk, and what I think is a tin of powdered green tea, all purchased on her trip to Japan last summer. (The Mexico trips are for work -- she's a linguist and currently does stuff with ESL testing -- while the Japan trip was as a chaperone for her church's youth group.)

I also got ten bucks from one of my maternal uncles, and a cool metal charm with an engraved lucky horseshoe from Aunt Cara. All in all, a good day. :-)

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In less pleasant news, I got an email today from...

Did I ever tell you guys the story of Longwinded Man? I don't think I did. I was too annoyed at the time, and it was a little too personal. But today's event needs context, so.

( cut for length and vaguely personal details )

I just.

ARGH.

I will give him this: it is a shorter email than he usually manages. But it's exactly the same type of emotionally manipulative garbage and making me into an object instead of seeing me as myself that he used to do.

I'm not going to answer. In fact, I'm going to block his email address, like I should have done a long time ago.

And hopefully I will never have any contact with him again.