rat_jam | Let the Promptathon Begin!

To 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 are right here
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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Legs rise up like the trunks of trees, dark against the sun-bright lights inside the auditorium, blocking the way to the stage. Ben's on his knees, his ski pants dragging in the slush on the wooden floor, grit beneath his palms. He's pushing through the forest of legs, trying to get to a place where he can see. It's warm and crowded. The people are talking. Some of them are talking Gwich'in, and some of them are talking Dogrib, but he doesn't know any of their faces.

"Benton," his grandmother says. He looks up. She's tall and wrinkly, older than anybody he knows. She smiles at him, but he doesn't smile back. He doesn't really know her, after all.

"Can you see?" she asks.

He shakes his head.

She smiles again and leans over to speak with his grandfather.

"Eh?" his grandfather says.

"Benton can't see the stage," his grandmother says again.

"Ah," his grandfather says, and his craggy face breaks into a smile. "Come on then. Up you go." He stoops down and grabs Ben under the arms like Ben weighs nothing, swings him high, higher, until Ben's boots sweep the air above the heads of the crowd and the big electric lights blind him. There's a thump and then he's settled, up on his grandfather's shoulders, his grandfather's square hands warm and solid on his legs, just below the knees. "How's that?" his grandfather says.

Ben blinks. He can see everything from up here: the tree they cut and hung with coloured lights, the other kids, crouched at the front, sucking on half-wrapped peppermint candy. He can see the moving rows of adult heads--dark haired and light haired, some of them with hats on. And over by the rear doors, Ben can see his father, standing still and stooped at the back of the crowd, his hands in his pockets. He sees Ben, lifts a hand. Ben waves back.

Then, suddenly, the room is full of sound. Ben takes a quick breath and looks toward the stage. There are people standing there in robes like nightgowns, all of them singing, all at once. The air shakes inside him. Music vibrates in his bones.

"Watch, now," his grandfather says. "It's starting."

oh, this gave me chills, it's so vivid. And the distance between young Ben with his grandparents and his father over by the doors -- yes, exactly! :)

Thank you! I'm glad it worked for you. :)

Whoa, cool. I love realistic small glimpses into young Fraser's past. This is one of those moments that is now tucked into my own personal version of fanon forever. This is gorgeous.

Vee

Oh, wow, thanks so much! That's great to hear. :)

Beautiful. I can just see that happening. And just a few words that describe the sadness of his father and the distance between them. Wonderful.

Also, now I want Christmas. This is probably a bad thing. Oh well.

Thank you! I'm so glad you liked. (Though yeah, March might be a little early to start wanting Christmas... *g*)

&hearts &hearts &hearts

\o/\o/\o/

(Thank you! *g*)

Damn. That's awesome.

(Sorry. I'm tired, and all my good adjectives seem to have wandered off somewhere. You get the idea, right?)

I like that adjective, actually! And I thank you for it, too. *g*

Oh, that's just lovely.

Thanks so much! :)

This was lovely. Thank you for posting it.

Thank you!

Thanks so much!

Well, like everybody's already said, this is LOVELY! :)

Thank you!! :)

Let the Promptathon Begin!

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