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anythingbutgrey) wrote2013-07-21 12:15 pm
anythingbutgrey) wrote2013-07-21 12:15 pm
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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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She picks up a habit after the arena burns: tying knots. She makes them out of everything. Leaves of grass, electrical wires, plucked-out threads from her sweater, anything and everything. She triple knots her shoelaces just trying to connect the ends of things.
Gale is the first and last person to notice. No one else here actually sees her; they just see the Mockingjay halo they've fastened through her skull.
"You want to tell me why you're doing that?" he asks. It's the day they come back from visiting District 12 and she can't keep her hands still.
She drops the threads she's tangling together. "Doing what?"
It's a terrible feigned innocence, something that, had Gale tried it, would have offended her. Gale doesn't look offended, though. Gale looks sad. She wants to take those jittering hands and loosen the look at the corner of his mouth.
Gale asks ,"Can I do anything?" It's a quiet question, too quiet for Gale, with something so raw beneath it that she would cry if she weren't, well, Katniss Everdeen, Girl on Fire and Hard as a Rock now.
"No," she says, and somehow finds her fingers running along his jaw. He keeps forgetting to shave, but she likes the scratchiness under her skin. For her part, she keeps forgetting she shouldn't touch him. Peeta might be dead, but that doesn't mean she knows what to do with Gale. She pulls her fingers back, feeling burned. "You've done enough for me. For all of us."
He shakes his head once. "I don't think there's ever going to be enough, Katniss," he says, says it as a whisper, says her name with something like—no, she won't name it. Reverence isn't something she wants. She tries to turn away, but finds his fingers at her jawline now, gentle as ever. The callouses of his hands on her skin grounds her somehow, in a time and place she understands. The world can go to hell and burn but at least Gale will always make sense.
"Don't disappear on me, okay?" he says. Looking up at him, everyone else in the bunker suddenly seems twelve miles away. She doesn't know if she likes that, feeling alone with Gale, feeling pulled toward him by the invisible knots that have always lived between them. He's staring at her lips again, and keeps doing that. She doesn't know what do with any of it, and hopes he doesn't try and kiss her again. The last kiss almost got them both killed, if he'll recall.
Katniss swallows, then nods. "You got it," she says, and then, against every ounce of better judgment she has left, ties their fingers into knots.
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ahhh this is perfect!!! i love your descriptions of her movements and i can hear him talking to her. and the end, ugh.
♥
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This is pretty