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anythingbutgrey ([personal profile] anythingbutgrey) wrote2013-07-21 12:15 pm

war stories ficathon



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)

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[identity profile] kryptic-pear.livejournal.com 2013-07-23 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
like sisters in blood - teen wolf/pr au

"I'm a scientist, I don't drift."

Allison grabs her hand, "Lydia, I need you."

In the background Stiles trips over something, cursing, before piping up, "Take her! Her math takes up the half of the room I could be using to store more Kaiju parts."

"Drifting is.." Lydia pauses, choosing a word with carefully pursed lips, "Irrational."

"Lydia," Allison is desperate, she has to get back in the fight, she has to do something, "I believe you. I believe more of the Kaiju are coming. And more. Until we're all dead. And I'm not going to stand around and let that happen. You and I both know the Wall is going to be nothing more than tin foil to the stuff that comes out next."

Allison needs this, since losing her mother she's been trying to find a single partner who could be drift-compatible. Scott and Isaac had tried to help her, but they didn't have time to help her what with their own Jaeger to run and the constant travel. She had put off asking Lydia for a month, trying the drift with every recruit who could match her. But the burden of her memories is something no seems able to bear. At times, she can feel the pain, her mother's pain, even when she's not drifting like some terrible scar that's been left behind.

Lydia looks at her, but the gaze lasts only a second before she glances away, "I'll only try once."

"Thank you," Allison breathes, "Thank you, thank you."

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Stepping into Lydia's mind is more comfortable than even her mother's had been. When she and her mother fought the Kaiju, they were bonded, they were close. But they also knew every shortcoming they saw in the other, they felt every argument as an instantaneous burst of comprehension. Nothing was resolved, it was merely understood.

She can feel the sting of loneliness that tints Lydia's childhood, the aching comfort of admiration, the perfect brightness of Lydia, every memory laid bare even the briefest flash before silence of true drifting feels the same. Crisp, detailed, pain is catalogued and removed, happiness is as well. Lydia's control makes Allison's own ever stronger current of grief and fear feel manageable.

Scott and Isaac work as tethers for each other, where Isaac can get lost in grief, Scott gets lost in every bright and shining moment of happiness. They work as counterbalances. This is never how Allison worked. When she is in a neural handshake, she is side by side. It is Lydia's very presence in her mind that keeps her from chasing the rabbit of her past. Lydia, for all her pointed looks and slivered smiles has never treated Allison like a fool, never acted like she must lift Allison up. They merely exist together for a time each facing the challenge of remaining focused, together.

With Lydia with her, inside of her, for the first time since her mother's death she feels like humankind might just have a chance.

[identity profile] songandsilence.livejournal.com 2013-07-23 05:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Ohhhhhh god, this is excellent. Their mutual understanding is wonderful!!! Thank you so much :)