Down for maintenance, you say?

[ao3_isdown]

Welcome to Cope Town the AO3 Is Down Promptathon!
Where we can all huddle together, prompt silly things, write fills, and spread some fannish joy.

It’s a short downtime, so we will be doing drabbles and droubbles. That is, fic at exactly 100 or 200 words (titles are freebies). It’s a super fun exercise, and the length makes it much easier to dive in!

When posting a prompt please format it this way:

fandom, character(s), prompt word/sentence.

Only one prompt per comment please. So, for example,

Star Wars, Obi-Wan Kenobi, "I don't like sand."

Open ended and anthropomorphic fills are popular too, such as:

Any, Any, "I don't like sand."

or

Earth geography, sand, "I don't like humans very much, either."

What else?
You answer other posters' prompts, fill as many prompts as you want, as many times as you wish. If you see that a prompt you loved has already been filled, go ahead and fill it again! Multiple fills of the same prompt are allowed and even encouraged! (We get really fun stories going this way).

But I'm not a member of Dreamwidth
Accounts are free, and take seconds to set up (unless you go looking for icons. Not gonna lie, they’re mighty pretty and you may develop a problem *koff* icons *koff* ).

Can anyone play?
Yes! Please signal boost this to your flist, followers, and any other places you frequent. Come one, come all!
The more people who come and play, the better!

Can I spread the word?
Yes, please. Link your friends or post about it wherever <3
(BluSky)

How long will it go?
Prompts until AO3 opens back up, fills can be made for another week.

etathey re-opened early! But we're all here...

NEW COUNTDOWN
I'm giving us 12 hours, get those prompts in 💪
CLOSED for prompts, OPEN for fills

Drabbles can now be entered into the AO3 collection

I very much did this in a rush, and poached rthstewart’s 3 Sentence Ficathon’s guidelines ❤️

Comments

Questions?

[ao3_isdown]

Put ‘em here

Re: Questions?

[peasina]

Hi! AO3 opened back up early, when should we stop prompting? :)

[ao3_isdown]

The Mandalorian, Grogu, snack.

[goodbyebird]

Sarah Connor Chronicles, John & Cameron, circuitry.

[goodbyebird]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Buffy & Joyce, a candle.

[goodbyebird]

Black Widow, Natasha & Yelena, games we play.

[goodbyebird]

Galaxy Quest, any, "why are there always eggs?"

[mimihylea]

Leverage, Any, "Let's go steal a fic."

[goodbyebird]

Foundation, Demerzel, a melody.

[rionaleonhart]

Danganronpa series, any, you should kill me.

[aftonheir]

"You should kill me," Kirigiri says, && it hits Makoto like a punch in the gut. It is an ultimatum, demanding the extent of his faith in her; not only in the deductive capacity that has gotten them so far in this wicked game, but in the woman who wields it.

Her words hang heavily in the air, each syllable an act of violence in its own right.

Her cold eyes stare searchingly into him, calculating as much as waiting. Looking to predict the outcome before the worst can come to pass. Worse than death would be his indecision, or some wholesale surrender to despair.

Will he trust her? With a knife to his throat, will he lay it all down to see her plan through to the end? Even if the Mastermind puts him to death?

He slips his hand into hers.

[peasina]

Pokemon, Any Pokemon, Moonlight

[mastershield]

You’ve finally reached the end of a long and grueling battle, easily one of the toughest you and your trainer have ever faced as a team. You’re exhausted, but you finally have the upper hand; one last attack will bring your opponent down, and you’re readying a Razor Wind, and none too soon, because you don’t think you can go on for much longer.

“Noivern, use Moonlight!” Cries your opponent’s trainer. The moon above shines bright as Noivern spreads her wings, the light healing and restoring her almost back to full health.

Well, shit. You forgot Noivern could do that.

[sasheneskywalker]

Batman Comics, Jason Todd, Change

[lyricalark]

The bodega in Crime Alley has changed hands, Jason notes. Old Mr. Ruiz, who'd owned it longer than anyone remembered, is gone, and there's a shiny franchised shop in its place. There's damage on the building's side, probably from that quake he's heard so much about. Jason wonders if that's what got Mr. Ruiz, or if it was just the city doing what it does.

Jason sighs. He was going to get a pack of smokes and something to heat up, but he can't bring himself to go inside the new place at first. It's too sleek a place for him to slip in and out unnoticed with blood on his shoes and his helmet in a duffel bag. He considers his options: he could always go home, shower, change, and come back, but he's tired enough that he knows he'll fall asleep in the process. There's nothing else for it – Jason pushes open the door and steps inside.

He gathers his things quickly, avoiding cameras where possible, and approaches the register.

The cashier studies him. “You gonna pay for that?”

“Yeah,” Jason levels him with his best approximation of the Bat glare. “And don't worry. I was just leaving.”

[peasina]

What We Do in the Shadows (TV), Nandor, glitter

[kingstoken]

Any, Any, "This pumpkin spice stuff isn't half bad"

[42donotpanic]

“You know,” Clint mused, taking another sip of his drink and leaning against the other Archer in an attempt to get more comfortable despite the many scrapes and cuts and the half-dozen broken ribs he had sustained while fighting all night. “I normally wouldn’t admit this, but this pumpkin-spice stuff isn’t half bad.”

“Yeah?” Roy signed, chuckling softly. “Is that so?”

“You know it is,” Clint rolled his eyes and stole a couple of fries from the box Roy was holding. “Now, what are we gonna do with this beautiful morning?”

“Take you to medical is what we’re gonna do.”

[peasina]

Our Flag Means Death, Izzy &/ anyone, hand massage

[rionaleonhart]

Deltarune, Kris/Noelle, Kris struggling to separate their own feelings from the player's actions.

[peasina]

Star Wars Original Trilogy, Leia, first time using the Force

[xmarksthespotwhereistand]

She remembers their mother, she says later, but it's not true. She remembers Luke, from the beginning of her, there was also him and she remembers his presence, both in the Force, but also his crying, his scrunched eyes, the smell of metal and medicine around them and the sadness. She remembers finding the beautiful presence in the Force and finding her as the source of sadness. What she remembers later is how Luke and her healed her, a little, but not enough. But the Force is more indiscriminate, she will learn. Healing, encouragement, consolation, no different in the Force.

[fiachairecht]

All Elite Wrestling, Kris/Toni or Kris/Harley, title belt corruption

[peasina]

Thor (Movies), Loki/Thor, reward

[peasina]

Star Trek: TNG, Deanna Troi, gloves

[pendulumscale]

Deanna never thought she'd find herself in a situation where she'd be asked to help on a science mission, but she was honored Beverly asked her to join. Star Fleet stressed the importance of doing as little harm as possible when introducing themselves to new lifeforms, so proper gear was a must. Deanna pulled long, latex gloves, like a second skin, over her hands and donned a respirator. Most of her features were obscured, but she knew that kind eyes communicate more than a smile ever could. And the warm touch of a gloved hand can be just as reassuring.

[linky]

Kamen Rider Gotchard, Any, Alchemy

[linky]

Sukeban Deka II, Nishiwaki & Saki, Growing Up Without A Youth

[linky]

Any Kamen Rider Series, Any, Role Swap AU

[linky]

Any, Any, Coffee or Tea Break

Dimension 20: Cloudward, Ho!; Monty & Comfrey (potential spoilers!)

[gimmighoulcoins]

Comfrey MacLeod fussed with her mug, looking more like an antsy child than a woman of her years. Her gaze was stuck on the tea kettle her old friend had set to boil.

“Monty,” she reminded him, “there’s more out there, we’re not done just because–”

“You’ve been working yourself too hard, too long,” Monty cut in. “New crew’s barely been able to keep up… And frankly, Comfrey, I don’t think you’ve been managing nearly as well as you think.”

Comfrey bit her lip to avoid responding rashly, which Monty didn’t at all try to hide a chuckle upon noticing.

“See, now? If you’ll slow down to avoid causing trouble between us, you can slow down to breathe a little.”

“I s’pose you’ve got me there,” Comfrey sighed, smiling in spite of herself. “Alright, fine… I’ve wasted time in worse ways, after all.”

Monty smirked and rolled his eyes. “I’ll say.” The kettle whistled. “Now, you sit still while I get that. I know it’s not in your vocabulary, but ‘rest’ is no dirty word.”

Comfrey snorted. “As if that’s ever mattered to us.”

Monty’s bark of laughter was warmer and more soothing than any tea could be.

[ibissal]

DC Comics, Any Batfam Member(s), Halloween

Birds of feather flock together

[littlemissnovella]

Well, I went overboard with this one. I hope you like this!

Halloween is upon us, and all of Gotham is used to the crazy shenanigans in the city. We are not going to talk about the rogue gallery of villains cause chaos and mayhem (let’s look at the Joker leading his gang to terrorize Gotham’s citizens, or the Penguin using his crime boss status to host parties in the Iceberg Lounge for the underworld elite, or the Scarecrow testing his potent fear toxins on citizens, or causing heists (looking at Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy), and Two-Face himself committing crimes.
This tale isn’t about the rogue gallery, but about the Batfamily and how often they embrace Halloween.
Damian, being the youngest, decided to dress up as a vampire costume and was seen eyeing the overflowing candy bowl with his usual suspicion. Tim dressed up as a detective, sorting through his candy loot.
“Fun size? These candies are an insult to trick or treating,” Damian said, sneering at his fun-size chocolate bar, “this implies that fun can be contained in this worthless wrapper.”
Tim snorted, used to Damian’s behavior, unwrapped his full-size chocolate bar, “less fun, more efficient, and fewer cavities.”
In the hallway, a loud thump could be heard. Dick, dressed up with a zombie costume complete with realistic prosthetic guts spilling out of his stomach, came into the room groaning theatrically as if he was a zombie, “brains, need brains for my next patrol,” he moaned out loud, while reaching for Tim’s candy bag.
Tim just snorted, unwrapping a full-size bar. "Less fun, more efficiency. And fewer cavities."
Damian rolled his eyes while trying to protect his candy bag loot, “Grayson, you're not really impressive; zombies possess more guttural sounds and have less vocalization.”
Jason came out of nowhere laughing after he heard Damian telling Dick that. He was dressed in the Red Hood costume, holding his bulging bag filled with candy. He ripped off his helmet to reveal a smirk, “You’re all amateurs." He dumped his candy haul on the table, “You have to reach the richer neighborhoods to get the good stuff.”
Dick, forgetting his zombie persona, decided to tackle Jason’s candy instead. He picked up a wealthier fun-size candy that Jason got.
Damian sighed and decided to look at his haul to find his fun-size candy bar.
Even though Dick was able to get Jason’s candy, they both continued to tackle each other and play-fought over who got which candy pieces.
While Dick and Jason were playfighting, no one noticed Tim just taking other candies from the pile on the table while Damian was cheering Dick on to win the playfighting.
Suddenly, in the middle of the play fighting, Dick noticed that the candy stash on the table was being depleted, and yelled, “Hey, the candy thief strikes,” pointing his zombie finger dramatically to Tum, who was in the middle of mid-chewing on his candy bar.
Before Tim could respond to this, Dick launched himself into a wrestling match, pulling Tim into a dog pile next to the table filled with mountains of candy. Seeing his hard-won candy loot being threatened, Jason dove in as well.
Damian, who was cheering Dick on, was found to be yanked into the chaotic heap by Jason.
“Unhand me, you hooligans!” Damian protested being in the middle of the pile now. He couldn’t help but muffle his laugh when Jason was tickling Dick’s body while Tim was next to Dick. It seemed a wrestling match was beginning to form to see who would get what candy pieces.
At the end of the door, Bruce Wayne could be seen walking to his Batcave, getting ready for his patrol, but laughing at his son's antics for trying to claim their candy by wrestling each other.

[ibissal]

Hades II, Melinoë, Trans Her Gender