sholio: purple flower with yellow sun (Spring-flowers 2)
Sholio ([personal profile] sholio) wrote2025-04-30 11:40 pm

May 1st Multifandom Promptfest (Commentfic Fest)

flowers and bees

I am running a prompt and commentfic fest for May Day, to celebrate spring and give us all a little bit of a boost. Obviously this is not limited just to May 1; you can feel free to keep posting prompts and fills as long as you like! Prompts can be on any subject.

Rules:

• Leave as many prompts as you like! There is no obligation to fill any. Anonymous is turned on for both prompts and fills. No minimum length. Crossposting to AO3 or other sites (or posting longer fills or linking them) is fine. You may also fill your own prompt.

• Use any format you like for prompts. The format used in [community profile] threesentenceficathon (fandom, character or pairing, prompt) is fine, but you can do it some other way if you like. (See examples of prompts and fills at the threesentenceficathon link; you may consider this a good example of how to do this fest.)

The standard AO3 warnings (Graphic Violence, Major Character Death, Noncon, Underage) are considered OPT-IN; please do not include them if they aren't requested. These should also be warned for in subject linest.

• If you like, you can include do-not-wants in prompts, or link to them elsewhere. (Not required.)

• All fandoms are welcome, as are "Any" prompts and original work prompts.

• RPF is allowed for people over 18, famous in their own right, and not famous for serial killings or 20th/21st century war crimes.

• Commenting on other people's prompts with encouragement or questions is welcome.

• I will not be tracking comments on this post, although I will be keeping an eye on it. Feel free to bring mod issues to my attention if you notice anything!

• I reserve the right to delete without explanation any prompt or comment deemed disruptive or against the spirit of the fest.

Please reply to the first comment if you would like to ask questions! And have fun!




Edit: List of fills posted here (current as of May 5)
rionaleonhart: kingdom hearts: sora, riku and kairi having a friendly chat. (and they returned home)

[personal profile] rionaleonhart 2025-05-02 09:07 am (UTC)(link)
Kingdom Hearts III, Kairi/Axel during their weird isolated training together.

(Anonymous) 2025-05-02 09:36 am (UTC)(link)
any, any, lovers to enemies

(Anonymous) 2025-05-02 10:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Behave or I'll have to chip you."
rietta89: (Default)

[personal profile] rietta89 2025-05-02 11:36 am (UTC)(link)
W.E. Johns books, Bertie & Gimlet, winemaking at home
tweague: An image of an iron age spearhead with La Tene style decoration (Default)

[personal profile] tweague 2025-05-02 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh no this is such a good prompt [profile] _@
tweague: An image of an iron age spearhead with La Tene style decoration (Default)

Biggles: Bertie & Gimlet, gen.

[personal profile] tweague 2025-05-05 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I wrote a response! Though it deserved a better one with more wine-making and less noodling, frankly. I posted it on AO3 rather than in comment because it got a bit wordy.

TITLE: rarer gifts than gold
Gen, 5.7k.

Bertie sat, sipping cider from a pewter tankard, feeling it must be mid-afternoon at least, knowing it wasn’t even midday yet: the curious dislocation of being up before dawn. Gimlet was lying on one of the picnic blankets he had brought up from below, his head pillowed on his arms and his eyes closed.

“I say, don’t fall asleep,” said Bertie, reaching out one foot to prod his friend in the calf. “You were supposed to be earning your breakfast.”

“I don’t see you doing a great deal of picking,” Gimlet murmured, eyes still closed.


May Day, 1939: just before things change.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65314180
philomytha: airplane flying over romantic castle (Default)

[personal profile] philomytha 2025-05-02 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Biggles, Biggles & any, spicy food
philomytha: airplane flying over romantic castle (Default)

[personal profile] philomytha 2025-05-02 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
This prompt was wholly inspired by tweague on discord sharing the following quote:

"I'm hungry, and looking forward to a dish of Malay curry. They don't make it as hot as they do in India."
"I'm not as mad as you are about curry," stated Algy.
"I was brought up on it," reminded Biggles. "All right. Try the local satay. It's good."

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[personal profile] philomytha - 2025-05-02 19:44 (UTC) - Expand

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[personal profile] sheron - 2025-05-02 21:01 (UTC) - Expand
schneefink: River walking among trees, from "Safe" (Default)

[personal profile] schneefink 2025-05-02 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
any MCYT, any, you somehow ~arrive in a new server and you don't know if it's hardcore or not

(Anonymous) 2025-05-02 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Fandom: Biggles, Characters: any, Prompt: undercover as a couple
sheenianni: (Default)

Scholomance, Deepthi

[personal profile] sheenianni 2025-05-03 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
More often than not, Deepthi hates (herself) her gift.

Foresight. They think it makes her wise and powerful. It is power; she knows her words (both spoken and untold) shape the future around her. Only, in the sea of possibilities, there is still free will and chance. And sometimes there are no good choices at all.

The day after Arjun parts for the Scholomance, Deepthi briefly considers killing herself.

It's a passing though. It would be selfish: she had condemned her grandson to eternal agony, and she did it on the chance - a mere chance, a whisper of possibility - that his yet unborn daughter will one day fulfill his wish and save their world.

But for that to happen, Deepthi must stay silent now, and she must speak later and believe in the strength and kindness and love of a stranger. She must hurt her family, because the alternatives are worse; she must act as a pupeteer and hope against hope that out of all the paths of death and horror and misery, Arjun and Gwen and El can find the one thread, one tightrope of hope.

She crafts the words of poison while she waits for the news of her grandson's death.
Edited 2025-05-03 05:58 (UTC)
sideways: (Default)

[personal profile] sideways 2025-05-03 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Any, any, heartbreaking! the worst person you know just made a great point
sideways: (Default)

[personal profile] sideways 2025-05-03 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
Any, any, bird symbology
sideways: (Default)

[personal profile] sideways 2025-05-03 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
Any, any, seaside
theseatheseatheopensea: Detail from Van Gogh's painting Wheatfield with crows. (Wheatfield with crows.)

Sapphire & Steel, Thallium and Yttrium, seaside

[personal profile] theseatheseatheopensea 2025-05-03 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Thallium knows that sound out there, that faraway sound of waves and tide. It's the sea, rising bright and triumphant.

It's a bit dramatic, maybe, but who is he to judge? It seems fitting to meet here, by the seaside, and besides, it's not like his heart doesn't long to float with the shells and the waves every now and then, and to soar up high with the seagulls. Why not?

As he waits, he feels the sun, like a gentle hand, making him anew. Does the sun make the sea? It doesn't matter to him. Sated within the water, cradled in its arms, tamed and lulled by the wind, he could sleep here, if he wanted to.

And this is something new. The path ahead used to fade into the dark, but not anymore. Now, it goes forward, it goes on, without a set destination, but it is there, and it will lead somewhere eventually.

Yes. The sea is beginning, it is possibility, Yttrium says, matter-of-factly, and always right on time.

And now, his heart, frantic like the waves, is out to sea, out to belong to it. And he lets go, and it all falls naturally, like sand, like time.

Yes, why not?

So long, Yttrium, he says, straight into her mind.

And, within him, the tide rises.
pauraque: bird flying (Default)

[personal profile] pauraque 2025-05-03 01:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Any, any, Star Trek fusion

(Anonymous) 2025-05-03 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Ya'll know the "[covered in blood] it's not mine" trope, right? That, but flipped:"actually it is mine" or the POV variant "actually it IS YOURS WTF"

I'm prompting for MASH, but if you want to run with it for your other blorbos I'm not complaining ;)
theseatheseatheopensea: Fernando Pessoa drinking in a Lisbon tavern. (Em flagrante delitro.)

[personal profile] theseatheseatheopensea 2025-05-03 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Any noir movie, any character(s), Adiós to all this concrete / Gonna get me some dirt road back street
theseatheseatheopensea: Blurry photo of Peter Hammill. (Find I'm befriended in a foreign town.)

[personal profile] theseatheseatheopensea 2025-05-03 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Any noir movie, any character(s), They say that whiskey ain't the best way, but then I ain't too smart
theseatheseatheopensea: Lyrics from the song Stolen property, by The Triffids, handwritten by David McComb. (Stolen property.)

[personal profile] theseatheseatheopensea 2025-05-03 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Any noir movie, any character(s), But he's a devil in the morning and a savior at night
scifirenegade: (blep | marquis)

[personal profile] scifirenegade 2025-05-04 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
any musical (film or stage), any, the logistics of breaking into song

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