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War Stories: A Comment Ficathon

Welcome to the war stories ficathon. Some quick guidelines:

What can I prompt and how do I do so?

Basically whatever you want, as long as there's a core component of a war story therein. Can be pre-, post-, or intra-war as long as it is, at its core, about the war. I'm pretty general with my concept of fictional conflicts, so if you've got a battle or a zombie apocalypse or a revolution, you're good to go. That means you can take a fandom that has a canonical war (like, say, Harry Potter) or you can take a fandom that doesn't have a war (like, say, New Girl) and plop them into a Hunger Games war AU or a zombie apocalypse. Have fun with it. I'm grim about my war stories but you don't have to be.

Prompts should contain the following format:

Fandom (not optional, can be multi-fandom or crossover) - Characters/Ship (optional) - Timeline (optional) - Prompt (which may be a plot, song lyric, quote, etc., but is not optional)

In other words, you can leave a character and/or a ship, and/or a timeline, which are optional, and a prompt, which is not. If you want, you can just leave a set of song lyrics and see what people do with them. If you want, you can just leave a timeline with those lyrics, or a just a character, or all three.

How do I respond?

There are no restrictions in terms of word count, format, tense, point of view, etc. Please title all of your response fics as such in bold at the top of your comment (make sure to close the bold tag!) since LJ took out comment titles because they're dumb:

Title - Character/Ship - Timeline

Presumably, your fics will contain these three things even if they weren't in the prompt. You can also fill prompts that have already been filled. If something speaks to you, as it were, it doesn't matter if there's already fic for it. You can write your own.

How do I promote?

Here's a tumblr post (gen image if you have no idea who Mako Mori is in which case go see Pacific Rim ASAP and thank me later)

Promotion link with image:

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yon_lougawou.livejournal.com - 2013-07-21 22:19 (UTC) - Expand

Divergent, Four/Tris, but still the Devil finds him.

Archie Comics, zombie apocalypse AU

Nu!Trek - Captain James Tiberius ~~Perfect Hair~~ Kirk - I'm a dead man walking here, but that's the least of all my fears ... Please forgive me father.

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HP - Neville/Ginny - Second Wizarding War - And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love. Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above. But if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like you've been here before?

Not Done Yet (Neville/Ginny -- Second Wizarding War)

Neville never saw the Ravenclaw Tower fall. He only felt the vibrations echoing down the hall, which captured the attention of a Death Eater and gave him those precious seconds of confusion to slam his enemy with a stunning spell and a body bind. From the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of notoriously recognizable red hair, and he instantly twirled around, wand raised with a hex already sizzling on his lips. Faced with two trained fighters, Ginny's opponent was immobilized within seconds.

With their position momentarily secure, Neville strained to hear past the rushing blood thrumming in his ears, and he caught an ominous groan echoing throughout their small hallway. As the ceiling sprinkled dust on their heads and the floor vibrated under their feet, Neville feared the entire school was toppling. For a split, stomach-churning second, he thought Hogwarts itself would bury them, effectively stealing at least two solid duelers when fighters were needed the most.

Despite the ceiling holding firm, Neville worried that the continued rumbling meant the castle had sustained heavy structural damage, and something of this magnitude could only be a tower. It didn't matter which one, Gryffindor or Ravenclaw, Neville knew at least a handful of his own soldiers would have been dueling there, protecting their house with a fierce passion was both honed by a year of training and magnified by a year of suffering under the Carrow's cruel whims and Snape's malevolent indifference. Without a doubt, those young students now laid dead, crushed under several stories of stone.

But it wasn't the ghastly mental image of his friends’ deaths that squeezed his throat shut and struck his limbs with a sudden weariness; Neville had prepared himself for death from the first day he reinstated Dumbledore's Army with the intention of living up to it's true name. Growing up for all intents and purposes orphaned by the first Wizarding War, Neville understood more than most that War looms like a heartless executioner, killing anyone at anytime, whether friend or foe, fully trained Auror or a child. Leading an army thus required Neville to harden his heart and leave grieving for the survivors. Yet, had he ever dreamed that Voldemort, the champion of pureblood genealogy, would intentionally destroy Hogwarts? Had he considered how casually Voldemort would demolish a tower--Merlin's beard, a whole tower!--and break the precious ropes of continuity tying generation to generation from the time of the Four Founders as if that legacy meant nothing? Had he considered that the ghosts of his child army would be left adrift with no halls to haunt? The thought perturbed the young Gryffindor and he was scared at how visceral the fear felt.

Suddenly, a small, calloused, yet smooth, hand slipped into his. As Neville looked down in surprise, another hand brought his head down and his half-formed question was caught by an insistent pair of lips. The kiss contained no hint of any shy, half-hearted attempt of chastity or any panic-fuelled unleashing of lust. The pressure on his lips was steady, sure, brilliant and beautiful. As the echoes of falling stone still clattered, Neville couldn't find the will within himself to push away something so extraordinary. Instead he closed his eyes and deepened the kiss, allowing this world to disappear around him. He could almost pretend that everything was like previous years, that he was just an ordinary student worried about OWLs and obsessed with Quidditch who slunk off into a side hall to snog a beautiful girl.

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BSG, Caprica Six, God is not optional when faith is like that.

HP, Harry/Hermione, the war is over and we are beginning

CHLOE.

Attack the Block, Moses(/Sam), second alien attack, the painful love of being permanently unhoused

THG - Gale/Katniss - One of these days the sky's gonna break, and everything will escape and I'll know. One of these days the mountains are gonna fall into the sea and they'll know that you and I were made for this.

Avengers, Clint/Natasha, “And what would humans be without love?"
RARE, said Death.”

lois lane, man of steel canon, i never even believed in santa claus before this, even when i was a kid. i never believed a man could fly.

I really truly need this :D

harry potter, ginny weasley, post-war, Don't need the promise of heaven / Just faith I'll pass twenty seven

where's my unhappy ending gone? (ginny weasley, post-war)

When the war is over, she can't quite believe it.

Ginny hasn't spent her whole life fighting but she's spent it struggling: for money, for love, for survival. But the war ends and she marries Harry and life falls into place around her. There's no struggle left for her, or at least there's none that can excuse her unhappiness, the itching under her skin that says I'm not done fighting yet.

But the war is over. The war is over and there's no happiness waiting on the other side. Somewhere in the back of their minds they all believed that when Voldemort was dead and gone, forever this time, everything would be okay. Not just okay--it would be a fairy tale of a life, with and they lived happily ever after inscribed on their souls. She really thought that when she put down her wand and put on that wedding dress, things would be happy. There would be no more blood; there would be no more struggle.

Her battles aren't gone, they're just smaller. She battles herself instead of some larger-than-life enemy. She's back to first year when she was alone and terrified and at war within her own body. Tom Riddle keeps talking to her in her dreams, keeps asking her if she's happy. It's the same question over and over and no matter how she answers he just says it again.

The war is over, so it absorbs her. Harry looks at her across the kitchen table, asks her what she's thinking about as she stirs her tea one too many times. But she can't tell him. She can't tell him that she's having second thoughts, that maybe the Ginny who said yes when he asked her to marry him isn't the Ginny talking to him now. She can't tell him that she thought marriage would fix them, fix her; she can't tell him a thing.

Ginny ticks off the days. It's habit now, formed from that awful year at Hogwarts under the Death Eaters. I'm alive, she tells herself. I'm alive I'm alive I'm alive. But she's swinging her fists at the air and inside she feels so empty it's painful.

Are you happy? Tom asks. What are you thinking about? Harry asks.

I don't know.

Every time Ginny falls asleep, she wonders if she'll ever wake up. It's not a fear. Death stopped scaring her long ago. What scares her is surviving like this, feeling empty and uneasy. What scares her is no more war.

The war is over. Everyone lives happily ever after. There is nothing more to fight.

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Veep, Dan/Amy, this is like every shitty summer blockbuster rolled into one (or apocalypse au)

I'M WEEPING

HP, Hermione, that was the first time I believed there was a war.

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Iron Man, Tony/Pepper, “It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.”

harry potter, fleur, the sea is endless and vast, her constant companion these days

oh my goodness this is so short and i'm so sorry.

constant companion, fleur

They keep their house on the water.

Sometimes she walks until her head's nearly submerged and stares at the stars, holding her arms out wide. She gets her clothes wet, doesn't care; it feels best this way, brings her back into herself. (It's hard to know what to do these days. Bill's gone a lot of the time and Mrs. Weasley still doesn't seem to like her much.)

Sometimes she floats on her back and just stares, turning her brain off for a moment. She remembers, of course she does, remembers each night and wakes up in a panic--but these times she can think and be completely calm.

Hunger Games, Any, “We are not to simply bandage the wounds of victims beneath the wheels of injustice, we are to drive a spoke into the wheel itself.”

the hunger games, gale/katniss, where you gonna run when they come for you? will there be someone left to sing your blues?

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chuck - chuck x sarah - pacific rim au - sarah is a veteran jaeger pilot...and then they assign her the rookie hotshot who has never even drifted before: chuck bartowski.

(basically, just give me every single pacific rim au EVER)

New Girl, Julius Pepperwood/Jessica Night, the city can't afford another scandal

CHLOE.
god i hope someone writes this.

Hunger Games, Any, “Silence in the face of evil is itself evil: God will not hold us guiltless. Not to speak is to speak. Not to act is to act.”

Greek, Cappie/Casey, zombie apocalypse

pacific rim, mako/raleigh, Last night's parties and last night's horror show / Smiling and whirling and kissing all I know / Give my soul, give my soul, sing it free across the sea

ohhhhhhhh my god

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