war stories ficathon

[anythingbutgrey]

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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[rumpledlinen.livejournal.com]

here's a small thing! this takes place sometime between the hunger games and catching fire and is kind of au. sorry about that.

consume and be consumed, gale/katniss, r

"Kiss me," she whispers, because she has to.

His hand traces her cheek and he stares at her, eyes impassive.

She has to feel something other than this; she wants to sleep and think of him instead of the war. (She remembers burning and screaming and the terrible taste of death lingers in her mouth. She wakes up in a cold sweat, hands reaching for someone never there. All of the deaths blend together into Rue's face, tears streaking down her cheeks.)

His hands are steady. He holds her close and kisses her once, softly. And it's nothing like her kiss with Peeta; it's soft, delicate almost. This isn't a kiss to save a life but to hold her afloat, keep her steady. Her heartbeat slows down as they kiss, a slow and lazy sort of thing.

He pulls away, resting his forehead against hers. She's dimly aware that she's taking in great shuddering breaths, and it almost surprises her because she feels so calm about it.

She kisses him again and presses him down into her worn old mattress. (Her mother and Prim are gone, and she's thankful for that as the bed creaks and groans under their weight.) Her knees slide to either side of him and she presses herself down, wanting to consume and be consumed.

"Oh," she breathes out as he mouths at her neck. She grabs his wrists and holds him down, shaking out of his mouth's reach. She wants to be in control here, needs to be in control.

He gasps and his hips jerk up to meet hers and she sees stars. He flips them over but doesn't bear down on her, simply holds himself above.

For a long moment, they are still. The delicate moment holds until it snaps.

She looks at him. His eyes are dark. This time, when he touches her face, his fingers tremble.

[magisterequitum.livejournal.com]

Ohhh thank you so much for this!!!

I love this a lot, and the voice and tone in here.