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Were there ever actually more rounds of the Meteor Shower writing event after the first one? I don't recall seeing prompts for anything but round 1. (I forgot I was even following this blog until the Motherhood prompts showed up on my dash.)

Hello! No, unfortunately after the first round of the Meteor Shower, I (ghostwriterofthemachine) got sucked into several levels of academic and personal hell. I was trying to run the event alone, and it ended up slipping down my list of priorities and then vanishing into the stress ether.

Now that I am finished with my degree, it is something I am interested in starting up again!!

Thank you for the ask <3

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Starts Today!

Don't forget to tag us so we can reblog your work!

What is it? The Month of Motherhood in Fiction is, as the name implies, a month-long event with the aim of encouraging the creation and sharing of fan works which center on mothers, motherhood, and the social and personal complexities of both. 

Mainstream fiction often fridges mothers, demonizes mothers, sanitizes motherhood into something pure and edgeless, or frames motherhood as something that is both hetero and cis-nomative and stifling. The aim of this event is to encourage the breaking of that framework through fanworks. Show us real characters, not archetypes. Show us grit and realness. Push boundaries, break convention, and push definitions. 

While we do want this to shine a spotlight on canonical mothers, we also want to celebrate motherhood as a feeling and experience anyone can have — a type of experience, rather than a gendered experience. 

When is it? The month of September!

Who can participate? Anyone! This is a multi-fandom, mulit-media event. 

What are the guidelines? Create something! Fic submissions must be at least 500 words. Add it to our AO3 collection and/or tag this blog on a tumblr post, so we can reblog it. At the end of September, we will create a big round-up post, and tag all the creators who participated! If your work is a little late, don't worry, you can still post it and we'll reblog it!

Any rating or subject matter is welcome in this event, but please tag and warn correctly. NSFW and works with heavily triggering content will be clearly marked in the round-up posts. Improperly tagged work will not be included in the round-up post.

Prompt List

Marriage

All-Mother

Before they had children

Children

Single-mother

Unfridge a mother

Love

Young Mother

Unplanned Pregnancy

Adoption

The Good Mother

The Evil Mother

Abandonment

Abortion

Step-mother

Empty Nest

Matriarch

Fertility issues

Housewife

Like Mother, Like Daughter

Bastard

Divorce

Arrangement

Missing Mother

Duty

Chosen mother/found mother

Widow

Sacrifice

Newborns

Doubt

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Are there any fandom or ship limits on what is allowed in your activities/what you will reblog?

Any fandom and any ship is free game! We only ask that you tag and warn clearly and fully, and that any NSFW content on tumblr is placed under a read more. We will not reblog improperly tagged content, or NSFW content which is not behind a click wall. Other than that, go for it!

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What is it? The Month of Motherhood in Fiction is, as the name implies, a month-long event with the aim of encouraging the creation and sharing of fan works which center on mothers, motherhood, and the social and personal complexities of both. 

Mainstream fiction often fridges mothers, demonizes mothers, sanitizes motherhood into something pure and edgeless, or frames motherhood as something that is both hetero and cis-nomative and stifling. The aim of this event is to encourage the breaking of that framework through fanworks. Show us real characters, not archetypes. Show us grit and realness. Push boundaries, break convention, and push definitions. 

While we do want this to shine a spotlight on canonical mothers, we also want to celebrate motherhood as a feeling and experience anyone can have — a type of experience, rather than a gendered experience. 

When is it? The month of September!

Who can participate? Anyone! This is a multi-fandom, mulit-media event. 

What are the guidelines? Create something! Fic submissions must be at least 500 words. Add it to our AO3 collection and/or tag this blog on a tumblr post, so we can reblog it. At the end of September, we will create a big round-up post, and tag all the creators who participated! If your work is a little late, don't worry, you can still post it and we'll reblog it!

Any rating or subject matter is welcome in this event, but please tag and warn correctly. NSFW and works with heavily triggering content will be clearly marked in the round-up posts. Improperly tagged work will not be included in the round-up post.

Prompt List

Marriage

All-Mother

Before they had children

Children

Single-mother

Unfridge a mother

Love

Young Mother

Unplanned Pregnancy

Adoption

The Good Mother

The Evil Mother

Abandonment

Abortion

Step-mother

Empty Nest

Matriarch

Fertility issues

Housewife

Like Mother, Like Daughter

Bastard

Divorce

Arrangement

Missing Mother

Duty

Chosen mother/found mother

Widow

Sacrifice

Newborns

Doubt

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Thank you so much to everyone who participated!! Here are the results of Round 1 of the Meteor Shower. 

Prompt: Cold

- A Mirror Shattered Long Ago (i was cut on broken shards and how i bled), by @definitelyyessnakedemons (Fandom: The Vampire Diaries, Rating: T, WC: 201)

-Prompt fill: Cold by @legallytimdrake (Fandom: Philza, Rating: G, WC: 200)

- A Song in Darkness, the Darkness Sings, by @ferithtolkienesque (Fandom: Tolkien, Rating: G, WC: 470)

- Broken Water Heaters and Subpar Motel Rooms by @sunshine-zenith (Fandom: Supernatural, Rating: T, WC: 1616)

- hot and sharp (it’s the cold), by @jasontoddiefor (Fandom: D. Gray-Man, Rating: G, WC: 1214)

- these words wouldn't keep you dry, by Previously8 (Fandom: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, Rating: T, WC: 1972)

- 10-minute sketch of Will Graham by @bestie-enthusiast (Fandom: Hannibal, Rating: G, Art fill)

Prompt: Missing Conversation/Scene

-  contrast a mimic with a mockingbird, by @ghostwriterofthemachine (Fandom: My Hero Academia, Rating: T/Warnings for Violence, WC: 1209)

Prompt: “Is there a reason you keep running back to the library?”

- Fill: Is there a reason you keep running back to the library?, by @karlyanalora (Fandom: Transformers, Rating: G, WC: 303)

-  study break, by wrennette (Fandom: Star Wars Prequals, Rating: G, WC: 322)

- a wizard. ok then, by @timmydrakewings (Fandom: The Magnus Archives and Young Wizards, Rating: G, WC: 844)

Other fills!

- Only A Child That Never Got To Be, by @thechaoticfanartist (Fandom: Star Wars Prequals, Rating: T/Warnings for Violence, WC: 350)

-  Red & Adam 1, plus a few other chapters in @jasontoddiefor‘s  beats and memories series (Fandom:  D. Gray-Man, Rating: Teen, WC: 500)

Thank you all for your beautiful work and thank you for being insanely talented creators and sharing that work with us <3 

New prompts for the next round of the Meteor Shower should be up in the next couple of days, so keep an eye out! Keep creative and keep creating, all of you are awesome. 

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"Wonder what she wanted from here.” Tim remarked watching a teen scurry out of the Archives, the corner of a laptop poking out of the messenger bag she was carrying.

Martin shrugged. “She said she wanted to find ‘cases of things happening that couldn’t be explained’ and its not like we have a shortage of that around here.”

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Dairine dumped all of the files out of her bag onto the table as Roshaun leaned over her shoulder trying to figure out what she had. 

“Statement of Jordan Kennedy regarding ‘several weird things I’ve found while working in pest control’? Where did you find this?” Roshaun asked, picking up the file on the top of her pile.

"Heard about this weird research library in London and figured I'd check it out." Dairine picked up a file and opened it skimming the top. "It's full of reports of unnatural things happening that people have submitted. It's always interesting to see what's going on from another perspective."

"That's true enough. But what's to say these aren't all works of fiction? Don't Earth humans like to write fiction like this?" 

Dairine shrugged. "According to a couple of the people in the archives there, the people who write them believe them, and some can even be confirmed to whatever extent. He did however also say that some of them were definitely written by people who were traumatized by 'normal' events or were under the influence of alcohol or drugs."

“So you are to tell which ones are real?” Roshaun asked. Dairine shrugged and fell back onto the couch, dragging Roshaun back with her. 

“Some might have recurring themes, or we can tie them to events that wizards mostly kept under wraps and ordeals. Like how the sun got snuffed out temporarily a few years ago and no-one talks about it anymore. Others might just be really obviously a bad dream. To be honest I should be asking the research team that works with these but how do you broach ‘magic is real and a bunch of these horrifying stories actually happened’?”

“I see your point.” He said, opening the file he had picked up before getting knocked over. “I meant that if they work in a place like that, they have to have some sense of what’s happening.”

“I guess.” She said. “I guess we can try to broach that when I go to return these.”

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Dairine and Roshaun got to the bottom of the stairs down to the Archives and pushed the door open into the main area. The room was totally silent outside of the whirring of old computers.

“Hello?” She called into the room. “Is anyone there?”

A thunk came from the stacks and a man with long greying hair tied back and a skirt he proceeded to trip over and into the stacks again stumbled out. He straightened his glasses and glared at the two of them as if they had intruded on him or something.

"Hello, I'm Jonathan Sims uh, Jon, the Head Archivist. Were you sent here to find me? Are you here to give a statement?" He asked. "That seems to be all this bloody archive is good for."

Dairine snorted into her hand at that. "We're actually here about the ones you already have? I wanted to ask you about what any research into these has found. I talked to your coworkers the last time I came?"

Jon waved them into his office and gestured to the seats in front of it. "So what did you want to know specifically? There's a lot down here."

"I was wondering how many of them are true." Dairine said. "Someone must have done enough research into these to find out whether or not some of these are true." 

"That's what we do down here theoretically." Jon said. "We've found ones we can't disprove but there's nothing we can really prove either beyond injuries and disappearances."

Dairine hummed and Roshaun leaned backwards in his chair, tilting it far enough back that by all rights it should have fallen over. 

Can you please not do that while I'm trying to ask this guy about supernatural stuff? She glared at him. He shrugged unapologetically but rested the feet of the chair back on the floor. 

"Have you had anything similar to these encounters?" 

At that Jon froze up and then shook himself out. "I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. Have you?" 

The air buzzed around him slightly as he asked and Dairine shook her head slightly to try to dispel it. "Well I'm a wizard but if you mean any of these horrible instances I can't say I've dealt personally with any of those on Earth." Dairine said in the Speech and slapped her hand over her mouth. She glared at Jon. "What the hell did you just do?"

"That was rather rude." Roshaun remarked, tilting back in his chair and smirking at Dairine. "There's no reason to pull information out of people like that. We wouldn't lie." 

"O-ok then." Jon said. "Wizards then."

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3: “Is there a reason you keep running back to the library?”

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“Is there a reason you keep running back to the library?”

Sentinel asks, Elita-One asks, heck, even Rodimus asks. Optimus always comes up with an excuse. But it’s not the truth. Sometimes it’s part of it, but never the real reason.

Optimus wants to be the leader Cybertron needs. To inspire people to stand up for each other and do what is right, the way he has been inspired to do so by the words of heroes past. He reads their speeches on borrowed datapads because he thinks that someday he’ll need to produce stirring words on the spot. Might as well learn from the masters.

But he doesn’t know that the best speeches are not sermons of words, but actions. That his actions will inspire others to greatness, and that those around him pay attention to them even though they’ve never let him finish so much as a single pep talk. That the words he reads in the library only have meaning because the mech who said them or penned them lived by them.

“Is there a reason you keep running back to the library?” Ratchet asks when they finally return to Cybertron. “When you could be anywhere else?”

Optimus holds his precious speeches and whispers, “They never talked about this.”

Ratchet smiles sadly and puts a hand over the screen. “No, survivor’s guilt doesn’t make for a stirring address. But I can tell you they struggled with it too. Forget the holovids, Prime. Read their journals. Here, you can start with mine.”

“Ratchet, I couldn’t…”

“Kid, I’ve felt what you’re feeling. As a medic, war is the Pit. If my story can help you cope, well…”

Optimus gives him a watery smile. “Thank you.”

Ratchet shrugs and leaves. And Optimus Prime comes to learn that actions truly speak louder than words.

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https://www.archiveofourown.org/works/33085645

Written for round one of the @multifandommeteorshower, using the prompts “Cold” and “Missing Conversation/Scene”

“In the chill of the morning following the incident with the Rit Zien, Dean lets Cas sleep in and calls his boss.”

Warnings: brief but unambiguous reference to someone being suicidal; reference to canon typical violence, injury, and language; reference to homelessness; vague reference to child neglect

Takes place during the “fanfiction gap” of 9x06, with an ending that can be seen as potentially canon divergent. Protective Dean, Protective/Good Boss Nora, Passed tf Out Cas, pre-relationship

T, 1616 words, one shot

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prompt: cold

(200-ish words of Damon/Katherine angst)

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The Angel of Death was not a moniker Phil had expected to inherit over the years, nonetheless it was one he’d found himself greeted with every single day. News headlines, murmurs on the street, it covered billboards and social media feeds. He wasn’t quite sure exactly when the alias was muttered for the first time, much less why it caught so much attention and was suddenly the only way he was being referred to, but he had his guesses. Probably some combination of descriptions passed on to reporters in his early days; one person calls him an Angel for saving them, another curses his name and calls him death incarnate for putting them behind bars. News outlets take that and run, using it to rake in more revenue and make it easier for people to identify the masked vigilante. Either way, Phil was no bringer of death (he’d sworn that the day he began his training), and he was certainly nowhere near a saint, even if his wings suggested otherwise. The name did, however, strike fear in the hearts of those worthy of being terrified by his presence, and he figured that was what really mattered in the long run.

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Hello, all! The positive response to this idea has been so exciting, and we’re eager to get started, so —

The first round of the Multi-Fandom Meteor Shower will run from July 26th, 2021 until August 14th, 2021.

(If you’d like more information about what the Multi-Fandom Meteor Shower is, please see here!)

The prompts for the first round are:

1: Cold

2: Missing Conversation/Scene

3: “Is there a reason you keep running back to the library?”

Again, following these prompts are not required! The only requirement for this challenge is that your work be considered “short” in your medium of choice. For instance, a fanfic that’s around 2000 words or less. 

Let your imagination run wild! Write, create, and don’t worry about completeness, length, or perfection. Then, tag this blog and/or add it to our AO3 collection, so you can be included in the round-up post when this round ends. Please also remember to engage with other works in the challenge! 

Happy creating, and have a great day!

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10-minute sketch of Will Graham wearing Hannibal's coat over his shoulder. I tried out a new art style, and I really liked it!! It was fun doing just a rough sketch, and I think I did okay. he's a lil crooked but thats okay 😅

This is for the mutli-fandom meteorshower prompt: Cold.

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Only A Child That Never Got To Be

A very short story (character study?) exploring the fact that after Grim leaves Obi-Wan on Tantooine she has time to reflect on the fact that she never really got a chance to enjoy childhood

Tagging @multifandommeteorshower for being amazing and encouraging short stories like this one

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Grim was only a child when she went through hell. Only a child when she fought a war. Only a child when she watched people die. Grim was only fourteen when she saw death for the first time. In a battlefield, as clones fell dead around her. By seventeen Grim had grown almost numb to the pain of death. It still hurts of course, but never as much. After all, by then Grim had grown numb. Painfully numb to it all.

There was one day that she faced as a child that would never go away. One day, she was cursed to remember for all eternity. One day, even now years later, Grim could still hear the screams.

She was only seventeen when everyone she knew was killed. Only seventeen, a child, when she saw even younger children slain in a place they thought safe. Only seventeen, a child, when she heard a scream that she would never be able to unhear. Even when she fell unconscious after hearing the scream, even though she didn’t see it, every moment of everyday it would haunt her. Because the scream belonged to her brother.

Grim woke up to the scream, again. Her heart pounded as she shook with tears. “Another nightmare of that day,” Grim mumbled. She got up out of her bed and went to her kitchen to make some tea. Tea was a nice comfort for the lonely Jedi Knight, it reminded her of the nicer times. The times where Grim had her master by her side. Those times when she was a child, and though she could no longer claim the innocence of childhood after seeing death for so long, even then in those peaceful moments, Grim could at least take comfort in her friends and family. Now however, Grim was alone, her friends dead or in hiding. Grim had no one left to comfort her as she was haunted by moments a child should not have lived through.

Grim was still young, no longer a child, but the more she thought about it, Grim realized she wasn’t a child when she saw death for the first time. Grim never got a chance to be a child.

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study break

for @multifandommeteorshower round 01: “Is there a reason you keep running back to the library?”

Luminara looked up as Quin flopped back down in his seat on the other side of the table. He stacked a few more datapads in his pile, and Luminara drew her eyebrows together, then assessed Quinlan more closely. His eyes were gleaming, the energy bubbling around him had a slightly different flavour than usual, and he definitely didn’t need additional datapads to complete their math assignment.

“Is there a reason you keep running back to the library?” Luminara asked, tapping her stylus against her tattooed chin as she watched her friend. Quinlan shifted, dark eyes darting away. 

“No reason,” Quin said a bit too quickly. Luminara’s lips twitched, and she slowly smiled as she pieced a few things together.

“Oh?” Luminara asked. “It’s not because Obi-Wan’s working on his persuasive rhetoric project with Siri in the study carrels?" 

Quinlan opened and closed his mouth a few times, searching for an argument or a distraction. Luminara’s grin grew a little wider. 

"You know,” Luminara said innocently, “Siri says he really enjoys music.”

Quinlan glowered across the table at her, crossing his arms over his chest. Luminara giggled softly, covering her mouth with her hand. 

“Just ask him out, you goof,” Luminara said fondly. “When has he ever turned down an opportunity to hang out with you?”

“That’s just - he’s just nice,” Quinlan said, refusing to meet Luminara’s eyes. She hummed her disbelief. 

“He is nice. And polite. And kind. Very well spoken. Perfect manners,” Luminara rattled off. She paused, and smirked across the table. “Beautiful ass.” Quinlan let out a distressed noise rather like the steam boiling off a kettle, and Luminara dissolved into giggles again. “Ask. Him. Out,” she enunciated clearly, punctuating each word with a little jab of her stylus toward Quinlan when she gathered herself again. The corners of her mouth curled up. “If you don’t, I will.”

With a gasp of sheer outrage, Quinlan launched himself across the table.

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Prompt 1. Cold, for @multifandommeteorshower

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Loss is a cold thing, desolate in its silence. Elrond had always imagined it was warmer, when he heard the tales, like fire all consuming, or at the very least like water, rushing and rushing and tearing you away with it. But instead it is empty and still, cold enough it feels as though it will freeze his flesh rigid to his bones.

It wasn’t really loss he imagined, he supposes. It was rage and vengeance and even hatred that seemed always to chase upon its heels. But looking at the drained-well stillness of Maglor’s words and the cold, dead burning of Maedhros’s eyes, Elrond thinks even hatred is not so warming as it pretends.

And he and Elros sit huddled together, and they have not enough warmth between them to keep out the loss.

So Elrond cannot seek out warmth in anger. He has no hatred in his heart, no rage, no hope of vengeance, not against Feanor’s sons.

He doesn’t know why he thinks of them so, whether it is because they are sons or because they are brothers or because they, like he and Elros, are two small remnants of a family that is lost. They are, all four of them, alone in the dark.

On a chill evening, when the leaves were just falling and their bellies were full but they saw hunger ahead, Elrond asked Maglor to make a song for him for Sirion.

Maglor went still and his face became white. “No,” he said, “I cannot.”

“But it is too cold,” Elrond said, “and it is too still, and it cannot be silent any longer.”

“Then,” Maglor said, “You must make the song yourself.”

“But it would be better if you made it.”

“No, it would not,” Maglor said, “If I made it then it would be mine.”

Elrond pondered this a little, until he saw he could not understand it, and simply accepted, as children do with so many things.

He asked, “If I made a song, will you sing it?”

Maglor was silent for a long moment, but at last he said, “Yes. I will sing for you.”

So Elrond mad his song of mourning, of the loss of his home and the slaying of his people. He took a precious scrap of paper and write it down clumsily in the tongues of three peoples, and he took it to Maglor to sing.

Maglor sang it on a bitter winter’s night, and all around listened, a camp of murderers and two small children who were left.

Maglor sang, and his singing was wonderful, the clumsy, child’s words more beautiful than any song sung before or since. And so Elrond wept warm tears down his cheeks, and though the cold could not be chased away, the aching loosened a little from his heart

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Hello, all! The positive response to this idea has been so exciting, and we’re eager to get started, so —

The first round of the Multi-Fandom Meteor Shower will run from July 26th, 2021 until August 14th, 2021.

(If you’d like more information about what the Multi-Fandom Meteor Shower is, please see here!)

The prompts for the first round are:

1: Cold

2: Missing Conversation/Scene

3: “Is there a reason you keep running back to the library?”

Again, following these prompts are not required! The only requirement for this challenge is that your work be considered “short” in your medium of choice. For instance, a fanfic that’s around 2000 words or less. 

Let your imagination run wild! Write, create, and don’t worry about completeness, length, or perfection. Then, tag this blog and/or add it to our AO3 collection, so you can be included in the round-up post when this round ends. Please also remember to engage with other works in the challenge! 

Happy creating, and have a great day!

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AN: Okay, but AU where the Earl already sometimes made an appearance when Allen was still travelling with Mana?

Tagging @multifandommeteorshower for encouraging short fanfics.

When Allen wakes up, it’s not to the smell of fresh tea and a warm breakfast. He allows himself one moment to breath, to get used to the situation, then Red drags himself out of bed. His companion sits at the table, looking out of the window and studying their surroundings. Spring is in full bloom, which means that Allen and Mana don’t have to waste so much money on finding warm lodgings and can spend more on food.

Allen, in particular, is starting to need a lot more and Mana is always happy to feed him, to buy him any snack, even if that means he has to go without dinner himself. The boy tries his best not to show hiss desire show, but Mana, no matter how old he looks, truly is still a teenager at heart and loves to indulge him.

There is no food on the table because his companion doesn’t need to eat and thus Allen is hidden away in a nook in his mind as clever Red with no lost love for humanity takes the reigns.

“Good morning, Earl,” he greets, minding his manners.

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