Let the Promptathon Begin!
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rat_jamTo join the battle, all you need to do is pick a prompt from below (any prompt, even if it's your own) and write/vid/manip/icon/draw/whatever the most creative bit of whatever you can create! And remember - PLEASE feel free to vid or icon or manip or do something non-written. We love ALL kinds of creative output equally!
When you've written/painted/made it, paste it into the comments here. Once you've done that, you can post it wherever else you want.
You may enter as many times as you like, so long as each entry is completely separate (not a series of linked pieces). Also, please do not link to old work - this should be something new, produced for the challenge, based on one of the prompts.
THE RULES
1. It must fit in one comment, so the limit is 4,300 characters (there's no minimum limit). It can be part of a longer piece that you may post elsewhere, as long as it's something new and based on one of the prompts, but all we want here is the part that you are most proud of. If you make art, if it's larger than 350 px wide, please use a thumbnail linking directly to the piece (directly to the artwork, not a post or site). The thumbnail can be up to 350 px wide, and 300 px high, and should include as much of the art as possible. If it is a vidlet or something else requiring dowloading, like a fanmix, please post the link to where we can download. Feel free to post a teaser image, but please confine yourself to the artwork preview rules.
2. Important! Please use the subject line of your comment to identify the snippet, like so: Title, prompt, rating (i.e. Fandom, Pairing, prompt word, rating system of your choice). For example, I might write: "Staying Awake, One Tree Hill, Lucas/Nathan, rain, R", or "The Sun Has Gone Down, Crossover, Torchwood/Stargate Atlantis, Jack/John, under fire, for all ages".
3. You have one week – the post will close for new entries next Sunday, April 1, at midnight eastern standard time. PLEASE be certain to check the World Time Clock to verify the deadline time in your area.
4. Don't forget that these prompts are only written as character one/character two for convience, NOT because of any requirement to make it a relationship story! Gen and friend are very welcome here. They can be interpreted in ANY WAY, so just imagine the FUN possiblities. You can take one prompt and write it, draw it, icon it, fanmix it, AND vid it. (Although if you have the time to do all of that in the week that these prompts are open, I might just have to kill myself out of jealousy :o) And you can use the characters in a different way each time. Don't be afraid to think outside the box!
5. Please don't post anything but your creations or feedback/feedback replies (to individual stories) here. If you've got any questions or comments, please leave them on this post right here, NOT on this post that you are currently reading. We'd like to keep this purely for the creative output (and feedback on the creations - readers/voyeurs, please do show the writers/artists much love for their creative offerings).
The prompts using only one character were listed first, followed by the prompts for more than one character. ALL crossovers are under both fandoms, so you don't need to worry about looking in multiple places for your crossovers - those listed under Smallville are the same listed under Supernatural, if you are looking for prompts for a Smallville/Supernatural crossover.
Finally! Warning: ALL ratings are acceptable here, from the things that you would show your aged grandmother, all the way up to to the things that would make a sailor blush. Use your own discretion, and please label your stories, art, and other creative output accordingly.
Thank you kindly!
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When you've written/painted/made it, paste it into the comments here. Once you've done that, you can post it wherever else you want.
You may enter as many times as you like, so long as each entry is completely separate (not a series of linked pieces). Also, please do not link to old work - this should be something new, produced for the challenge, based on one of the prompts.
THE RULES
1. It must fit in one comment, so the limit is 4,300 characters (there's no minimum limit). It can be part of a longer piece that you may post elsewhere, as long as it's something new and based on one of the prompts, but all we want here is the part that you are most proud of. If you make art, if it's larger than 350 px wide, please use a thumbnail linking directly to the piece (directly to the artwork, not a post or site). The thumbnail can be up to 350 px wide, and 300 px high, and should include as much of the art as possible. If it is a vidlet or something else requiring dowloading, like a fanmix, please post the link to where we can download. Feel free to post a teaser image, but please confine yourself to the artwork preview rules.
2. Important! Please use the subject line of your comment to identify the snippet, like so: Title, prompt, rating (i.e. Fandom, Pairing, prompt word, rating system of your choice). For example, I might write: "Staying Awake, One Tree Hill, Lucas/Nathan, rain, R", or "The Sun Has Gone Down, Crossover, Torchwood/Stargate Atlantis, Jack/John, under fire, for all ages".
3. You have one week – the post will close for new entries next Sunday, April 1, at midnight eastern standard time. PLEASE be certain to check the World Time Clock to verify the deadline time in your area.
4. Don't forget that these prompts are only written as character one/character two for convience, NOT because of any requirement to make it a relationship story! Gen and friend are very welcome here. They can be interpreted in ANY WAY, so just imagine the FUN possiblities. You can take one prompt and write it, draw it, icon it, fanmix it, AND vid it. (Although if you have the time to do all of that in the week that these prompts are open, I might just have to kill myself out of jealousy :o) And you can use the characters in a different way each time. Don't be afraid to think outside the box!
5. Please don't post anything but your creations or feedback/feedback replies (to individual stories) here. If you've got any questions or comments, please leave them on this post right here, NOT on this post that you are currently reading. We'd like to keep this purely for the creative output (and feedback on the creations - readers/voyeurs, please do show the writers/artists much love for their creative offerings).
The prompts are right here
Thanks SO much tosageness for coding and lending hosting space on her site!
Thanks SO much to
sageness for coding and lending hosting space on her site!The prompts using only one character were listed first, followed by the prompts for more than one character. ALL crossovers are under both fandoms, so you don't need to worry about looking in multiple places for your crossovers - those listed under Smallville are the same listed under Supernatural, if you are looking for prompts for a Smallville/Supernatural crossover.
Finally! Warning: ALL ratings are acceptable here, from the things that you would show your aged grandmother, all the way up to to the things that would make a sailor blush. Use your own discretion, and please label your stories, art, and other creative output accordingly.
Thank you kindly!
rules stolen from
oxoniensis and her AMAZING porn battle
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Re: Lesson Learnt, Sports Night, Dan/Dana, look but don't touch, G
Date: 2007-03-28 06:15 pm (UTC)Thanks!
Valentine's Day, Rent, Roger/April, paper hearts, PG
Date: 2007-03-28 06:20 pm (UTC)Maureen had squealed and praised April on coming up with such a good idea before dragging Mark off for a pre-dinner quickie. Mark had smiled and filmed the room and various reactions - leaving the camera running on the table when Maureen dragged him off. Collins had given her a hug and proclaimed her the sweetest thing since sugar. Benny had quietly wondered if they really had the money to spend on all this, but Collins shut him up pretty quickly. And Roger had laughed at her - lovingly, of course - and teased her the whole evening.
But that night, after everyone was asleep and they were still up whispering and kissing, she'd slipped out and plucked one of the paper hearts off of the fridge and brought it back in. She kissed the middle of it and then folded the edges in, covering the spot she'd kissed. "Save this kiss for when you really need it," she'd said, pressing the folded paper into his hand.
It was Valentine's Day again, now, and Roger sat on the edge of his bed staring at that piece of folded paper. April's kiss was, theoretically, still trapped in there, because every day he needed it more than the day before. But now... now was the time to take that last kiss and really honestly move on. He unfolded the paper slowly and carefully, then just stared at the heart. There was a tiny smudge of darkness where her lip gloss had stained the paper. Roger swallowed hard, took a shaky breath, and gently pressed his lips to the paper.
"I love you, angel," he whispered, tucking the paper into the nightstand. The pretty hispanic girl behind him shifted a little.
"Roger?"
"Go back to sleep baby," he said. She murmured something and rolled over, falling asleep again almost immediately.
Roger didn't sleep that night.
Re: Lesson Learnt, Sports Night, Dan/Dana, look but don't touch, G
Date: 2007-03-28 06:21 pm (UTC)Voodoo. Shhhh.
There are lots of fun prompts; how could I not play?!
Re: A Sure Thing, Sports Night, Dan/Casey, inevitable, R
Date: 2007-03-28 06:29 pm (UTC)Re: A Sure Thing, Sports Night, Dan/Casey, inevitable, R
Date: 2007-03-28 06:34 pm (UTC)No worries: it's also inevitable that they'll get their happy ending; they just have a few more years to go before they can get started on it.
Re: Honest Living, Rent, Squeegeeman, honest living, PG
Date: 2007-03-28 06:51 pm (UTC)Re: Honest Living, Rent, Squeegeeman, honest living, PG
Date: 2007-03-28 06:58 pm (UTC)Sadness? I wasn't shooting for that, but... um... thank you?
Re: Lesson Learnt, Sports Night, Dan/Dana, look but don't touch, G
Date: 2007-03-28 07:00 pm (UTC)Re: Honest Living, Rent, Squeegeeman, honest living, PG
Date: 2007-03-28 07:01 pm (UTC)Possibly due to Lin, who's strangely emo today.
Re: Honest Living, Rent, Squeegeeman, honest living, PG
Date: 2007-03-28 07:02 pm (UTC)*sends hearts to Lin* *Roger does, too*
Re: Christmas, 1968, due South, Fraser, light, G
Date: 2007-03-28 07:47 pm (UTC)"Stopwatch" - Torchwood, Jack, loss - G (repost because I fail at html)
Date: 2007-03-28 07:52 pm (UTC)Nine months, twenty two days, eleven hours and fourteen minutes ago Captain Jack Harkness finished his first day of work for the Torchwood institute. He spent the day sitting behind a desk, making up the answers to the questions on a variety of official documents.
Six months, one day, five hours and two minutes ago, Torchwood Four vanished right in front of Jack’s eyes. He was pouring himself a coffee in the staff room, trying to think of reasons why he shouldn’t punch the branch director and then—
—he was lying on a windswept hillside, his left hand enclosed in the solidified remains of the coffee pot like some strange glass glove. It was raining and there was heather in his hair. Jack stood up, stared at his glass and plastic coated hand and walked down to the entrance of Torchwood Four.
The cave was just a cave; weird rock formations, pools of icy-cold water and a profusion of stalactites. The fake visitor centre and displays were gone. The doorway hidden behind them was gone.
Torchwood Four seemed to have lost itself.
Five months, twenty eight days and seven hours ago, Jack became the branch director of Torchwood’s Cardiff office. Looking around at the underground base; all mock-gothic tiled Victoriana cut with industrial scaffolding and beyond-modern technology, Jack thinks it looks… uneasy, cobbled together.
The plentiful amounts of pterodactyl shit all over the place reinforce this.
No matter what Jack tries, the pterodactyl doesn’t get lost.
One month, twenty nine days, twelve hours and fifty three minutes ago, ghosts began appearing all over the world and Jack really began to scour the Torchwood data streams.
Nothing screams The Doctor will come! like the whole planet suddenly becoming a ouija board.
As far as Jack’s concerned— as he reads the data bursts and runs search after search for blue box, doctor, rose— the rest of the world can get lost.
Five hours and thirty one minutes ago, Jack nearly caused a multiple car pile up on the M25, just outside of Heathrow when a ghost appeared in the outside lane and suddenly became a Cyberman.
Three hours and fifty nine minutes ago, Jack crawled out of the totalled remains of the SUV and up the grassy embankment to the road.
He stands up and he stares. There is not a whole vehicle left on the road. There are fires. There are bodies. There is a Cyberman laminated over about 500 yards of tarmac.
One hour and two minutes ago, Jack introduced a Dalek to the reason why Network Rail are adamant that you Stay off the tracks— live rail in use at Lewisham’s DLR station. He then spends a further twenty minutes unsuccessfully looking for survivors.
A little known fact about Time Agents is that they have to learn how to drive practically anything from any time period from at least twenty of the major civilisations this side of Alpha Centurai.
Twenty three minutes ago, Jack crashed a DLR train into the barriers at Canary Wharf DLR station.
Earth was not one of the twenty civilisations Jack picked.
Nineteen minutes ago, Jack ran into the ground floor of the wreckage that had been Torchwood One.
Four minutes ago, Jack found a dazed looking Torchwood operative with a clipboard. He had dark hair and was bleeding heavily from a wound on his forehead. His eyes were reddened.
One minute ago, Jack relieved the man of his clipboard and found himself staring at a smudged, roughed out attempt at a list of the dead.
Twelve seconds ago, Jack read two names in a row.
Right here, right now, Jack is losing himself.
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Date: 2007-03-28 08:01 pm (UTC)Re: Lesson Learnt, Sports Night, Dan/Dana, look but don't touch, G
Date: 2007-03-28 08:09 pm (UTC)"Say" - Xmen, Rogue/Wolverine, tease - PG13
Date: 2007-03-28 08:29 pm (UTC)They lie, because every time Logan sees Marie he knows that isn't so.
She runs a hand down her stomach, sometimes, or she licks a finger coated with syrup from the pancakes Storm serves for breakfast. She walks, runs, stumbles and catches herself. She drinks from a water fountain, bending over and flicking her hair back, body bent just so. She smiles, leans in to say something to her friends, sits back and laughs.
She lives and breathes in his presence, and with each action she takes he knows there is knowledge.
She touched him twice, before she took the cure. Not once after, because he's been angry with that choice (but not her, no- never with her, not quite) for a long while.
She touched him twice and drank up his thoughts. And though the power may be gone, she still knows exactly what he likes.
Re: "Stopwatch" - Torchwood, Jack, loss - G (repost because I fail at html)
Date: 2007-03-28 08:30 pm (UTC)Shalom, Rent, Mark-Roger, shalom, G
Date: 2007-03-28 08:43 pm (UTC)Mark rubbed his temples and didn't look up from his textbook. "What now, Roger?"
"What's shalom mean?"
Mark looked up, finally, frowning. "It means peace. Why?"
"Just -- heard you say it to Cindy yesterday, and I was curious." Roger tilted his head slightly, wearing one of his thoughtful looks. "Peace. Huh. Okay."
***
"I'm gonna go get Collins and -- and I'll be back tomorrow. Okay?" Mark doesn't wait for an answer. "Okay. I'll be back. Promise. Love you, Rog. Good night."
"I love you too," Roger says softly, struggling to get the words out, the way he always does now. "Shalom," he adds even softer, struggling to breathe.
Mark leaves quickly, before he can cry, before he can break and tell Roger that there won't be any peace for him tonight.
--
(127 words.)
Through the Glass, Rent, April, watching, G
Date: 2007-03-28 08:49 pm (UTC)He can't move, staring through the glass and almost not noticing the almost stinging smell of antiseptic that permeates the hospital, just like every other hospital he's ever been in. He can't stand seeing her like this, being unable to do anything about it. He can't reach out to press the buzzer that would let a nurse know he's there, so they can come unlock the door and let him in.
So he just stands outside the door and stares through the glass.
She's wearing what looks like paper scrubs, dark blue, and socks with tread on the bottom so she doesn't slip on the linoleum floor. Not that she's walking around now - now she's just sitting in a chair, her knees pulled up to her chest, her arms - almost entirely white from the bandages wrapped around the stitches they had to put in to keep her alive - draped gingerly around them.
A nurse walks up to her with a tray, handing her a little sample cup and a cup of water. Pills. She takes them, her movements a little too slow, her eyes far too dull. She shouldn't be locked up like this, but then again she shouldn't have tried to leave them the way they did.
He knows he should go in, talk to her, let her know she's not alone and that he's there for her, that he loves her, but he can't make himself do it. Because there's no way he can explain to her why the person she would want to see isn't coming, why he's the only one visiting. He can't bring himself to be the one to break that news.
A nurse sees him through the glass and starts towards the door, but he shakes his head and steps back. He glances at her one more time, looking so young and lost and alone, and his heart breaks even more for her, and he has the most overwhelming urge to go in, to hug her, to tell her he loves her and that it's going to be alright.
But he doesn't. So Mark just turns from the door and walks away.
The Truth About Bohemia, Rent, Alison/Mark, bohemia, G
Date: 2007-03-28 08:58 pm (UTC)He had bohemia so many years ago, with six people crowded into a loft meant for four at the most, laughing and talking and feeling more alive than he'd ever feel again. He had bohemia again after that ended, living technically alone in the same loft, with people constantly coming to see him or calling him out of it, almost completely happy.
And both those times, he knew it, and everyone around him knew it.
But he's found out that now -- now, in his early thirties with everyone he'd loved then dead or almost out of contact -- now, in the same apartment fixed up, paying the heat, paying the electric so the lights never go out anymore, working a steady job alongside his filming, living with a professionalrichgirl/gymnast/notquitepainter with tastes occasionally so different from his he's amazed they don't argue more often -- now, he's living in bohemia again.
And the amazing part about it all is, he's happy. Maybe not as happy as the first time around, but definitely as happy as the second. It's nice to have a real apartment, instead of a crash pad. It's nice to wake up next to the same woman every morning, to fall asleep with her every night, to know she'll be there with a kiss and his jacket when he's got work and to be sure she'll be around long enough to learn all his little quirks and signs.
It's not perfect; it's not true-love-forever. But then again, neither is bohemia.
--
(267 words.)
Re: The Truth About Bohemia, Rent, Alison/Mark, bohemia, G
Date: 2007-03-28 09:03 pm (UTC)And yes, dearling, you got him spot-on.
Re: "Stopwatch" - Torchwood, Jack, loss - G (repost because I fail at html)
Date: 2007-03-28 09:15 pm (UTC)Do The Wrong Thing, Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip, Danny/Suzanne, hero worship, PG
Date: 2007-03-28 09:16 pm (UTC)And she knows, right now, that he's not thinking clearly and this isn't right. Your best friend just died, she wants to tell him. Of course you're going to make mistakes. But don't hurt yourself like this.
He smiles at her and holds out his hand. "C'mere."
"Why?"
"I wanna dance with you."
Reluctantly, she takes his hand (only until she figure out how to get him out of here, she tells herself) and lets him pull her close, closer than the song really calls for. She can smell the alcohol on his breath, alcohol and who-knows-what-else-there-could-be (she can see his arms, at least, and she's pretty sure there's nothing new there, but that doesn't mean anything really).
"You're a beautiful girl," he tells her, and her heart speeds up.
"You need to go home."
"Are you coming with me?"
And she hears the invitation in his voice, and she knows she should say no, or at least that she should only say yes to get him back there, but he's looking at her with that smile and if anyone needs somebody right now, it's him, and there's so many excuses to justify what she knows she's about to do that she can't stop herself.
"Yes."
--
(288 words.)
Considering, Rent, Alison/Mark, hold, PG
Date: 2007-03-28 09:22 pm (UTC)She woke up one morning -- a day he was off work that morning and she was off work last night, a day they were going to spend together after a night they'd had sex for the first time in two weeks -- and her head was on his chest. His heart was beating against her ear, and his arms were more tangled around her than the blanket, and he was smiling like he was having a good dream, and for the first time she thought that maybe there was something more to this than comfort and loneliness.
Things weren't suddenly passionate, they weren't suddenly attatched at the hip, she didn't start considering making it to have and to hold till death do us part I do -- but she started considering. And that was enough.
Enough, Rent, Alison/Mark, hold, G
Date: 2007-03-28 09:34 pm (UTC)It was years, literally, before he thought that maybe it had turned into more. Sitting on the couch watching a movie on cable they actually didn't get illegally, his arm around her shoulders and their fingers twined together, and he was so happy. It wasn't some explosion or epiphany, but just a comfortable warm unlonely feeling in his chest. A feeling that he wanted to protect her, more than just being there if she was broken - prevent her from being broken.
It wasn't fireworks or skywriting or his love up in lights - their relationship was still about safety and comfort and lonliness - but there was something a little more, something that had grown slowly.
And maybe they wouldn't be a fairy tale romance, but when he went to bed with her warmth next to him, knowing she would be there in the morning, he knew that it was enough.
Re: "Stopwatch" - Torchwood, Jack, loss - G (repost because I fail at html)
Date: 2007-03-28 10:02 pm (UTC)