#sparktober bingo

[mylittleredgirl]

my 2024 sparktober bingo card!! you can get your own card here: https://tinyurl.com/sparktoberbingo2024

(& the intro post on @sparktober is here)

this year i decided to hold myself to no rerolls and no fine-tuning! i always mess around with the list so much to get prompts i really want (or that match WIPs) and then don’t write them because the ideas are too big… so we’ll see if i make more progress this way. there are a few wips though that still match…

[sparktober]

Sparktober Bingo 2024!

Almost in time for the first Sparktober Theme Day: Get A Bingo Card!

Our standby bingo-creation website is inactive this year, so I have cooked up a homebrew solution that will hopefully work smoothly and also satisfy the primal human urge to tick boxes.

How To Play Sparktober Bingo:

Get yourself a bingo card (instructions below & on the google sheet).

Create Sheppard/Weir fanworks of any kind (fic, art, edits, meta) related to your prompts. A single fanwork can fill as many prompts as you can fit in it.

Prompts this year are sourced from other 2024 'tober lists and some new dialogue prompt posts -- see the "credits" tab for links to all the sources. This year's center square is "completed WIP."

Use the prompts liberally! “The Long Goodbye” could be an episode-related fic or a fic about saying goodbye or inspiration for a Raymond Chandler-esque Noir Detective AU. Go wild!

Tag #sparktober to share your bingo card and creations!

Complete a row/column, corners, or a blackout of your card by November 1, or not! Update as you go. Spontaneously declare victory whenever you feel accomplished.

How To Get A Bingo Card:

Visit https://tinyurl.com/sparktoberbingo2024 with a web browser or the Google Sheets mobile app. All tabs have instructions on them.

The Automatic Bingo Card tab is easy mode. Check off which prompt categories you'd like to include, add your name in the yellow box, and generate a random card!

If you'd like to curate your selection manually, the Manual List Bingo tab has the full prompt list and lets you check/un-check individual prompts and even add new ones of your own. If you want to get even fancier than that, copy the whole document and have fun.

Want to make a card of your own to fit your WIPs or un-filled prompts from previous years? Type your own card on the Blank Template tab.

Screenshot the card to share it. You may need to zoom out in your browser or on mobile if the template is too big to capture on your screen.

Please close out of the browser tab when you're done, so other users don't worry that they will interfere with your changes.

Please let me know how it works, and upload your cards to tumblr and/or the Sparktober discord for all to enjoy!

If you have any issues or this sounds annoying, I'll pre-generate some cards and make a post for folks to pick from. Just let me know!

-mod @mylittleredgirl

[starliteradio]

✨ Sparktober bingo card ✨ from 2023; I managed to get this far (mostly in the off season but I'm counting it) so I've decided to attempt - heavy emphasis on attempt - to finish it this season. I'd love to write a solid ao3-worthy story but have some serious writers block. However, the sparktober enthusiasm is infectious and I do miss writing so I figured doing some prompt-based tumblr stories would be a nice low pressure approach.

Looking forward to writing and happy sparktober 😊

[krisrussel]

Rules: give us the links to your fic with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and finally the fic with the least words.

Most hits:

Look me Straight into my Eyes (The Pretender - Jarod/Miss Parker)

Parker tracks Jarod down to drag him back to The Centre. Of course he refuses because he wants to finish his current pretend. Parker doesn't want to lose him out of her sight now, so she reluctantly agrees to join the pretend. Note: this is one of my earlier fics (second one in fact) and some of the writing makes me cringe. So don't say I didn't warn you ;)

Second most kudos:

Different Beginnings (Stargate Atlantis - John/Elizabeth)

In the middle of the raging Afghan war, Major John Sheppard meets diplomat Doctor Elizabeth Weir. Note: it keeps surprising me how popular this fic is, it being AU and all. And the amazing @xenantis has made beautiful fanart for it that you can find HERE.

Third most comments:

Sparktober Bingocard Ficlets 2013 (Stargate Atlantis - John/Elizabeth)

This is the collection of the ficlets that I wrote for the Sparktober 2013 Bingo card challenge. Note: The 'third most comments' was already mentioned before, so I went with the fourth one ;)

Fourth most bookmarks:

Doubts (Babylone 4 - John/Delenn)

John has doubts after he asks Delenn to marry him.

Fifth most words:

Is it really over? (The Pretender - Jarod/Miss Parker)

Mister Parker appears out of the blue again after his jump out of the airplane after Carthis. The first thing he does is send Miss Parker on a vacation. Note: My very first fanfic! Be warned of cringyness ;)

Least words:

Exhibitionism (Stargate Atlantis - John/Elizabeth)

Elizabeth never thought she’d find herself here. At a football game. Note: This was a challenge for myself to write a fic with exactly 100 words.

Tagged by: @winternightjewels Thanks for making me drag out my crappy first fics ;)

Tagging: @ddagent, @peridotbelle, @havocthecat, @auniverseofimpossibilities, @anretc

If I didn't tag you, but you feel like doing this, go right ahead!

[dangerously-human]

I have been deeply embedded in a frankly terrifying* stack of Lockwood & Co WIPs for months now, but it is Sparktober, so of course have to pivot to make room for some Sparky goodness, too. Drafted out my ficathon contribution tonight and I'm actually quite pleased with it, though it's still a VERY rough draft. Deciding whether I want to try for bingo or just focus on whatever small projects float their way into my brain over the next month. It's a very busy month even outside of fandom activities (between visits from and to very important people in my life, and school, and work deadlines, plus baseball - which I hope will occupy much more of my October!), so I'm a little crunched on writing time. Still, I'd really like to continue actively setting aside time for creative pursuits, so I've booked out next Friday as a writing night and will try to squeeze in others (babysitting tends to work well for that, when I can get the kiddos to bed on time). I'm also trying to be careful not to fall into the trap I sometimes do of basing my stability on writing. It's particularly tempting as we move into the darker months, and while there's a healthy approach to prioritizing fun hobbies, I also know I'm prone to swinging too far and using creative output as my sole gauge for okayness. Anyway, I'm having a lot of fun with it right now, and enjoying the thrill of setting and meeting small goals for myself, and it's just really nice to be in a writing phase currently.

*(by which I mean, by the time I'm done with all the projects I'm currently working on, even if I don't chase down any more plot bunnies, I'll have written more works for Lockwood & Co than Endeavour. Which is a little bit insane to me. Nowhere near wordcount, of course, but still, wild.)

[sourfall]

Sparktober 2022 Bingo Card

HOW is it October again? I was just dusting off the internet to get back into fandom-y things again last autumn. Sparktober is so fun and I'm glad it's here again though.

I still haven't finished last year's bingo card although I have a bunch of unfinished fics for it, but here's this year's card. AND! @havocthecat challenged/bribed me to do ALL 25 of these prompts IN ONE FIC. I mean, they do kinda all go together, huh? I can picture it...

I get super excited to write stuff but then always feel self conscious about posting my work... gah! We will see...

Happy Sparktober!

[thosepoorsoulswhodwellinnight]

I made a bingo card!

@sparktober

[starrybouquet]

here to encourage you to absolutely pull a sparktober bingo card and use it for sam/jack! the last section of prompts is atlantis-specific (a few general stargate prompts but mostly the characters and episode titles from sga) but you can edit those out before randomizing your card, add your own prompts, or just run as is and use the episode titles as keywords instead of episodes. doooooo iiiiiit!

Oh thank you for the reminder!! I queued the sparktober bingo card and totally wanted to try it but then it slipped my mind.

Not much writing happening for me recently but I will definitely create a bingo card and give it a shot!!

P.s. only vaguely related but thank you for the Sam/Jack event support! 💙

[mylittleredgirl]

in all my years as the @sparktober bingomaster i have never actually mastered bingo! there are a lot of mitigating health factors right now but i can spot some WIP and matching pair possibilities in here... will this be the year??

i think a bunch of these would lend well to an angstifluff domestic earth sequel to something like ain't no sunshine, which has been on my list to "would love to revisit someday" for years, so i'm thinking about trying to write/post something in chapters... SCARY 😱 because i still feel guilty about that unfinished x-files fic from 2002 because i like to finish and fuss (and fuss and fuss) before releasing something to the wild. but it's sparktober!

advise me!

[sparktober]

Sparktober Bingo 2023!

So excited to bring you this year’s collection of bingo prompts! As in previous years, we have collected a bunch of 2023 -tober prompt lists (found on this google sheet in the tober 2023 tab, with relevant links and hashtags. Check out the originals!). This year, we have also included generic tropes and additional rp/ask post prompts.

Add in a list of Atlantis episodes, crank up the soft-serve machine, and…

How to Play:

Choose all prompts or a mix of “flavors” from the prompt sets below the cut, then paste it into this fandom bingo card generator.

Adjust your browser size til it looks right and take a screenshot!

On mobile? Can’t generate your own? Generally sounds annoying? Check out this post for some pre-generated randomized bingo cards that you can take!

Sparktober Bingo Rules: (there are no rules)

Complete a row/column, corners, or a blackout of your card by November 1, or not! Update as you go. Spontaneously declare victory whenever you feel accomplished.

Tag #sparktober so people can see your bingo cards and creations!

All fan-works are encouraged: art, edits, fic, meta…

You are allowed to pull multiple cards until you get one that inspires you (hit “refresh” on the generated bingo card page).

You can also edit the prompt list as much as you want in advance to suit your likes and dislikes. Each “flavor” list is alphabetized.

There were tons of dialogue prompts this year in all categories, so those have been collected together in their own category.

Use the prompts liberally! “The Long Goodbye” could be an episode-related fic or a fic about saying goodbye or inspiration for a Raymond Chandler-esque Noir Detective AU. Go wild!

Flavor descriptions:

The prompt lists are below, in the following text blocks. Copy any or all of them into the bingo card generator!

VANILLA: Gen prompt lists from Fictober, Inktober, Flufftober, Trektober’s Gen and Trek lists, general tropes, and some prompts from various ask/rp prompt lists (additional lists and links are in the google doc).

CHOCOLATE: Smut themed prompt lists from Trektober NSFW and the #fawktober2023 kinktober list, and a few bonus tropes.

ROCKY ROAD: Whump prompts from the ever-fabulous whumptober! The multiple-choice-prompts-per-day have been broken into individual prompts.

COOKIE DOUGH: Dialogue prompts sourced from gen, whump, and rp prompt lists.

SEA SALT: Atlantis episode list (in order, in case you only want to copy certain seasons), along with Atlantis and SG-1 characters and some franchise-specific prompts.

THE WORKS: All of the above! For this flavor, copy and paste everything below the readmore. :)

Mod note: If you’re editing the list, make sure there’s a semi-colon (;) between your prompts. If you have semi-colons without prompts, you might end up with blank spaces. If you get a server error when using the bingo card generator, have some ice cream and try again!

Vanilla;

[…] At First Sight; A Very Long Hug; About-To-Die Confession; Academy; Accidental Kiss; Accidental Marriage; Adventure; Advertising; Age Difference; Amnesia; Angel; Angst With A Happy Ending; Animals / Pets; Anniversary; Another Character Ships It; Assassin; Assumed Unrequited Love; Back From the Dead; Bathhouse / Sauna; Beast; Bed Hair; Bed or Tent Sharing; Black Ops; Blind Date; Body Swap; Bounce; Candles / Lanterns / Fairy Lights; Canon Compliant; Canon Divergent; Castle; Celestial; Chains; Champagne; Character Survives; Chess; Childhood Sweethearts; Cinderella Moment; Coffee in Bed; Coffee Shop; College; Comfort / Care; Common Interests; Confession; Corn Maze; Counting Freckles; Court Martial; Coworkers to Friends to Lovers; Crew as Family; Crossover; Cuddling for Warmth; Cyberpunk; Dagger; Damsel in Distress; Dangerous; Decontamination; Demon; Dessert; Dinner Reservations; Diplomacy; Discovering One's Sexuality; Dodge; Domesticity; Dream; Dreams Do Come True; Dress Uniform; Drip; Drunken Confessions; Emergency; Encouragement; Enemies to Lovers; Evacuation; Everyone Knows But Them; Everyone Thinks We're Doing It; Eye Contact; Fairytale Retelling; Fake / Secret Identity; Fake Dating / Fake Marriage; Family; Fantasy; Fire; Fire & Ice; Fireplace; First Kiss; First Responder; Firsts; Fix-it; Fixing Each Other’s Clothes; Fluff; Forced Marriage; Forced Proximity; Forehead Kiss; Forehead Touch; Fortune; Found Family; Fraternization; Friends to Lovers; Friends With Benefits; Frost; Fuzzy Morning After; Genderswap; Giggling During Sex; Glossary; Golden; Hand Kiss; Hand-Holding; Handcuffed Together; Hiding Injuries; Historical; Hot Chocolate; Huddling for Warmth; Humming / Singing; Hurt / Comfort; Imprisoned Together; Injury Revealed; Insomnia; Ion Storm / Sci-Fi Weather; Island; Jealousy; Keeping Someone Safe; Kid Fic; Kidnapped / Rescued; Last Table at a Café; Late Nights; Linguistics; Lockdown; Long Shower; Lost Sense(s); Love Confession; Love of my Life; Loved Ones; Lovers to Friends; Lovesick; Mafia; Magic; Map; Marginalia; Markets; Massive; Matchmaker; Meet Cute; Meet Ugly; Melting; Mentor; Mirrorverse; Misunderstandings; Movie Night; Multifandom Crossover; Multiple Universes; Musical; Mutation; Mutual Pining; Neck Kiss; New Occupation; Nightmares; No Trespassing; Nobody Knows; Nook; Observation Deck; Obsession; Only One Bed; Original Character; Out of Uniform; Outdoor Event; Pajamas; Partners in Crime; Path; PhD; Phone Calls; Pining; Plump; Plural; Poisoned; Polyamory; Porch Swing; Post-Apocalyptic; Pregnancy; Present Day; Protection; Pumpkin; Rainy Day; Reading Each Other's Minds; Reassignment; Rec Room; Recovery; Recruitment; Red Alert; Regency; Remove; Rescue Mission; Retirement; Reunion Hug; Rise; Rivals to Lovers; Road Trip; Role Reversal; Roommates; Rush; Saddle; Scratchy; Secret Relationship; Self-Worth / Self-Love; Sex / Love Pollen; Shaken, Not Stirred; Shallow; Shared Dreams; Shared Injuries or Pain; Shore Leave; Sick Fic; Singing to Sleep; Sleeping in; Slow Burn; Slow Dancing; Snowed In; Soft Character Snaps; Soothing Touch; Soul Bond; Soulmates; Space Horror; Spacewalk; Sparkle; Spicy; Spiders; Spin the Bottle / Truth or Dare; Spooky; Spy; Superhero; Supernatural; Survival Training; Sweater Weather; Sweet Tooth; Sync; Take-Out; Taken Hostage; Target Practice; Tattoos; Telepathy; Tending to Injuries; Terminology; Things Have Changed; Time Loop; Time Travel; Toad; Trinket; Under a Spell; Undercover as Lovers / Married; Waking Up; Walking Home; Wander; Warning; Watching A Movie Together; Wearing Each Other’s Clothes; Wing Fic; Wrong […]; X + 1;

Chocolate;

69; A/B/O; About-To-Die Sex; Against a Wall; Alien Anatomy; Aliens Made Us Do It; Anal; Anonymous Sex; Aphrodisiacs; Bath / Shower; BDSM; Begging; Biting; Blowjobs; Body Worship; Bondage; Breath Play; Breeding; Caught Masturbating; Choking; Cock Rings; Cockwarming; Comfort Sex; Consensual Non-Consent; Corruption; Costumes; Cream Pie; Crying; Cunnilingus; Dacryphilia; Deep Throating; Degradation; Dirty Talk; Double Penetration; Edging; Exhibitionism; Face Sitting; Fingering; First Time; Fisting; Food Play; Forced Orgasm; Formal Wear; Frottage; Fuck or Die; Gagging; Glove Kink; Gun Play; Hand Job; Hate Sex; Heat / Rut; Hunter / Prey; Impact Play; In a Vehicle; Intercrural Sex; Knife Play; Lap Dance; Lazy Morning; Leather / Latex; Lingerie; Love Bites; Masturbation; Mirror Sex; Monster; Object Insertion; Oral; Orgasm Denial; Orgy / Group; Overstimulation; Partner Swap; Pegging; Period Sex; Pet Play; Piercings; Possessiveness; Praise Kink; Public; Rebound Sex; Rimming; Ritualistic; Role Play; Romantic Sex; Rough Sex; Seduction; Sensory Deprivation; Sex Toys; Sexting / Phone Sex; Shower Sex; Size Kink; Slow and Soft; Somnophilia; Spanking; Squirting; Stripping; Table Sex; Temperature Play; Tentacles; Thigh Riding; Threesome; Tit / Nipple Play; Undercover as a Sex Worker; Virginity; Voice Kink; Voyeurism; Wall Sex; Wax Play; We-Didn't-Die Sex; Whipping;

Rocky Road;

Aftermath of Failure; Alleyway; Animal Trap; Betrayal; Blanket; Blindfold; Bloody Knife; Body Modification; Borrowed Clothing; Brass Knuckles; Bridal Carry; Broken; Broken Phone / Radio; Buried Alive; Captivity; Cattle Prod; Cold Compress; Collar; Debris; Decoy; Delirium; Drugging; Emptiness; Examination; Flare; Flatline; Floral Bouquet; Glass Shard; Goodbye Note; Gurney; Hunting; Journal; Lab Rat; Made to Watch; Makeshift Bandages; Matches; Miscommunication; Mistaken Identity; Neglect; Outnumbered; Overcrowded ER; Panic; Pinned Down; Playing Cards; Polaroid; Psychological; Radio Silence; Recording; Red; Reluctant Whumper; Restraints; Sacrifice; Safety Net; Scars; Scented Candle; Seeing Double; Setbacks; Shadows; Shaking; Shock; Solitary Confinement; Stalking; Stranded; Suppressed Suffering; Swooning; Thermometer; Tortured for Information; Touch Aversion; Trapped Together; Troubled Past Resurfacing; Vehicular Accident; Vows; Water Inhalation; Working to Exhaustion;

Cookie Dough;

“Absolutely not.”; “Are you with me?”; “Be honest.”; “Be still.”; “Can I ask you something?”; “Can you hear me?”; “Come with me, hurry.”; “Did you miss me?”; “Did you plan for this to happen?”; “Do I look like I knew that?”; “Do you even know what this means?”; “Do you ever regret it?”; “Do you know a way out of here?”; “Do you know how long you were gone?”; “Do you know what you’re doing?”; “Do you recognize this?”; “Don’t do this again.”; “Don’t move.”; “Don’t shoot.”; “Don’t stop.”; “Don’t worry, I got you.”; “Everyone leaves.”; “Everything hurts.”; “Everything will be okay now.”; “Fine, explain it to me.”; “Fuck off.”; “Fuck you.”; “Go away.”; “Hey, wake up!”; “Hit them harder.”; “Honestly, why would I care?”; “How come?”; “How could you just show up after all this time?”; “How many fingers am I holding up?”; “I can’t wait for you.”; “I couldn’t tell you before.”; “I disagree.”; “I don’t feel so good.”; “I don’t know if they will accept this.”; “I don’t need anyone else but you.”; “I knew.”; “I know.”; “I love you.”; “I may not get another chance to say this.”; “I missed you.”; “I need you by my side.”; “I never said it would be easy.”; “I thought [X] was with you.”; “I thought we were past this.”; “I thought you were dead.”; “I told you I would come back.”; “I was worried.”; “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”; “I’ll never leave you again.”; “I’ll take care of it.”; “I’m done.”; “I’m fine.”; “I’m glad to have you through all of this.”; “I’m just getting comfortable.”; “I’m lost.”; “I’m not saying I didn’t like it.”; “I’m seeing this through to the end. With you.”; “I’m sick.”; “I’m sorry for leaving.”; “I’m sure.”; “I’m up, I’m up!”; “I’ve got you.”; “If you don’t stop now —”; “Is it really over?”; “Is that a challenge?”; “Is that you?”; “Is this okay?”; “It made me think of you.”; “It should have been me.”; “It stopped.”; “It wasn’t my choice.”; “It’s all for nothing.”; “It’s been a while.”; “It’s broken.”; “It’s good to see you.”; “It’s not too late, let’s go.”; “It’s not your fault.”; “It’s okay, I’m here now.”; “It’s raining.”; “It’s you.”; “Just hold on.”; “Just in case this doesn’t work.”; “Keep quiet.”; “Kiss me.”; “Leave me alone.”; “Let me see.”; “Let’s go.”; “Let’s talk.”; “Long time, no see.”; “Make it stop.”; “Maybe you should stay away from me.”; “My mother adores you.”; “Never mind.”; “Nice outfit.”; “No one knows us here.”; “No one will find you.”; “No way.”; “No, you won’t understand.”; “Not here.”; “Not much longer…”; “Now what?”; “Oh no, you’re a morning person!”; “Okay, show me.”; “Please listen.”; “Please stop.”; “Since when?”; “Slow down.”; “So… what’s new?”; “Stay here.”; “Stay low.”; “Stop distracting me.”; “Stop that.”; “Stop yelling!”; “Take it easy.”; “Take me with you next time.”; “That’s all? Easy.”; “That’s impossible.”; “They don’t care about you.”; “They’re not breathing!”; “Things were better before you left.”; “This better be good.”; “This sucks.”; “Try me.”; “Wait, you love me?” “I always have.”; “Watch out!”; “Watch yourself.”; “We agree?”; “We can’t do this on our own.”; “We can’t.”; “We only have each other.”; “We shouldn’t be doing this. Not here.”; “We’re fucked.”; “What happened to me?”; “What if we’re wrong?”; “What now?”; “Where have you been?”; “Where to?”; “Who takes care of you?”; “Who’s that?”; “Who’s there?”; “Why are you here?”; “Why did you come back?”; “Why did you leave?”; “You ass.”; “You coming?”; “You could have said goodbye.”; “You could say I’m fond of you.”; “You didn’t even try to look for me.”; “You don’t have to pretend.”; “You have me, always.”; “You in there?”; “You knew?”; “You left me to die.”; “You look awful.”; “You look like hell.”; “You need me.”; “You owe me an explanation.”; “You said you’d never leave.”; “You shouldn’t have left.”; “You told your family?”; “You will regret touching them.”; “You’ll have to go through me.”; “You’re a liar.”; “You’re here and that’s all that matters.”; “You’re joking.”; “You’re miserable.”; “You’re right.”; “You’re serious.”; “You’re the reason I came back.”; “You’re wrong.”; “You’ve changed.”;

Sea Salt;

Rising; Hide and Seek; Thirty-Eight Minutes; Suspicion; Childhood’s End; Poisoning the Well; Underground; Home; The Storm; The Eye; The Defiant One; Hot Zone; Sanctuary; Before I Sleep; The Brotherhood; Letters from Pegasus; The Gift; The Siege; The Intruder; Runner; Duet; Condemned; Trinity; Instinct; Conversion; Aurora; The Lost Boys; The Hive; Epiphany; Critical Mass; Grace Under Pressure; The Tower; The Long Goodbye; Coup d'Etat; Michael; Inferno; Allies; No Man’s Land; Misbegotten; Irresistible; Sateda; Progeny; The Real World; Common Ground; McKay and Mrs. Miller; Phantoms; The Return; Echoes; Irresponsible; Tao of Rodney; The Game; The Ark; Sunday; Submersion; Vengeance; First Strike; Adrift; Lifeline; Reunion; Doppelganger; Travelers; Tabula Rasa; Missing; The Seer; Miller’s Crossing; This Mortal Coil; Be All My Sins Remember’d; Spoils of War; Quarantine; Harmony; Outcast; Trio; Midway; The Kindred; The Last Man; Search and Rescue; The Seed; Broken Ties; The Daedalus Variations; Ghost in the Machine; The Shrine; Whispers; The Queen; Tracker; First Contact; The Lost Tribe; Outsiders; Inquisition; The Prodigal; Remnants; Brain Storm; Infection; Identity; Vegas; Enemy at the Gate; Ronon Dex; Teyla Emmagan; John Sheppard; Carson Beckett; Elizabeth Weir; Rodney McKay; Jennifer Keller; Aiden Ford; Radek Zelenka; Kate Heightmeyer; Evan Lorne; Laura Cadman; Kolya; Chuck; Peter Grodin; Steven Caldwell; Richard Woolsey; Samantha Carter; Jack O’Neill; Teal’c; Daniel Jackson; Janet Fraiser; George Hammond; Hank Landry; Carolyn Lam; Vala; Cameron Mitchell; Jonas Quinn; Alien Technology; Ancient Technology; Ancient(s); Antarctica; Ascension; Asgard; Asurans; ATA Gene; Athosians; Atlantis; Balcony; Control Chair; Control Room; Daedalus; DHD; Earth; Genii; Goa’uld; Infirmary; IOA; Lantea; Mainland; Mission Fic; Nanites; New Lantea; Ocean; Ori; Pegasus Galaxy; Puddle Jumper; Sentience; SGC; Stargate; Stasis Chamber; Storage Closet; Wraith

[starliteradio]

Sparktober bingo prompts: "hit them harder!", "make it stop!"

Kind of cheating since this was started a few months ago but quickly abandoned however upon rereading, I decided I hated this less than I remembered. I've always wanted to attempt a Long Goodbye fic. There are many things I'd probably change here and I should figure out how to end it better (sorry it's a bit abrupt 🙃) but I figured it would be fine for tumblr bingo.

(10/7: well shit I wasn't finished editing and didn't mean to post this just now but tumblr randomly did instead of saving the draft for some reason...formatting on here is a pain so I'll just leave it 😬)

Tw: violence, blood, psychological angst, abusive relationship

*

Elizabeth leans in with distant eyes, hands clasping Sheppard’s neck and drawing him close - closer - staccato breathing stopped with her mouth hot upon his, her fingers curling into him as something triumphant explodes in the pit of her stomach. 

“Mine,” something hisses poisonously within, as she breaks apart and feels her mouth curve into a smirk, while somewhere distant she screams within a mind no longer her own. 

*

She wrenches awake, gasping above the fading crack of gunfire. Pain floods her within several long seconds. 

“‘morning,” floats a casual drawl, as though from miles away. 

Blinking watering eyes, she turns her head stiffly. John's in a bed next to her. He doesn't look at her. 

“How long - ?” Her head pounds dully. 

“Left in the middle of the night. Kicking and screaming.”

Something shocks her brain. She squeezes her eyes against the apparent flash of light, forcing down a sudden fury at his dispassionate tone. He could look at her, at least. 

Everything hurts, her muscles sore and stretched beyond their limits. Her left knee, the bad one, is assaulted every few minutes with a stabbing pain. Her mind is a black and foggy wasteland. 

As she slowly remembers, her stomach roils and she swallows back the bile rising into her throat. 

John doesn't look her way. 

*

Elizabeth feels a light breeze walking through the halls, whispers gathering strength around her.

She meets no one's eyes.

In the conference room, she sits in the darkest corner possible. Words wash over her…damage control…alien device protocols…trust…

“I should've shut this down from the beginning.” Caldwell’s voice is almost self-directed.

She burns with shame but somewhere, deeper, an anger also simmers.

They'll never trust you again.  

She's not entirely sure it's her own voice, softly mocking. The bile rises again. 

“You can't blame yourself,” Teyla says in the corner of the hall, golden light haloing her hair. Her voice is soft, a sadness in her eyes. “There's no way you could've known.”

Elizabeth bites back an acid tongue, trying to soften her response. “And that's why I should've never approached that pod. We couldn't have known.”

“Elizabeth - “ Teyla starts. 

John passes them, all three quickly averting their eyes. When Elizabeth glances back at Teyla she suddenly seems awkward. Elizabeth’s face starts to burn. 

Within, she swears she can hear ghostly laughter.

*

Images flash into her mind, even outside of dreams. A bombed out shell of a civilization, jets tearing apart the cloudless sky and glinting in a white sun. She feels dizzy, white light flooding her vision as she falls towards a barren land, barbed wire spread unruly like underbrush. 

Always, over and over, she sees him…feels herself draw closer, and she can't tear herself away, can't bear to even as the kiss turns to poison.

When she finds herself staring back into cold black eyes, and wants to rip out his throat.

“No.” Her voice wavers as she recoils in cold morning light, her vision blurring and Phoebus laughing coldly. 

She shoves herself up and into the bathroom, furiously scrubbing her face with ice cold water and tossing more into her mouth to chase four useless ibuprofen tabs. Her knee still pangs. 

She catches her own eyes in the mirror, and in the shaft of sunlight they appear cold, colorless. 

She grits her teeth and suppresses a scream. 

Why me? Why him…? 

She doesn't want to think about it too much. 

Squaring her shoulders, she swipes an impatient hand over the door sensor and faces another day.

*

“Maybe…” John's voice is more hesitant than she's ever heard. “...we should talk about this.”

Elizabeth looks up too quickly, trying to mask the surprise she knows is written all over her face. She feels her body tense. 

“About…?” she begins, not trying to be flippant - just trying to grasp at words.

But she catches a glint in his eye that sends a chill down her spine. “Damnit, Elizabeth, you know damn well…”

“It's been two weeks,” she clips him off, fighting a rising ire that unnerves her. "It was an appalling failure of judgement that will never happen again." Her voice is bitter, self-directed.

“I'm not talking about…” He breaks off with the slightest scoff, looking like he'd rather be anywhere but here but reluctantly determinedly. “...mitigating future threats. I'm talking about…us.” He gestures a bit desperately between them. 

Her heart thuds and seems to stand still. She's suddenly very aware of how they're alone in the deserted corridor outside the conference room, earlier than anyone else cares to rise. 

Her hands twitch as she sees herself push him up against that wall and kiss him senseless, all tongue and scraping teeth and hands ripping at his fly as she takes what she needs, his blood metallic on her tongue…

Elizabeth winces.

…her hands suddenly in his hair, twisting, tearing, slamming his skull back…

…the floor quaking beneath her in bone-shattering turbulence as her stomach swoops and they pitch from the sky, his ravaged jet spewing black smoke…

“I…can't,” she stammers in panic, fighting a sudden urge to vomit. “Not now.” 

In her quarters, the room seems to spin, coppery blood still assaulting her nose and gravelled shouting in her head. "Hit ‘em harder!” screams a voice on a knife's edge of sanity, before there's a roar and fire in her eyes through a windscreen, the swoop of Phoebus and Thalan falling to earth, the cold smirk pulling at her lips as she watches Thalan (John) through grainy security footage as she coolly threatens to annihilate them all.

She hangs over the toilet where she emptied the meager contents of her stomach, glassy eyed, sick in the knowledge that she's no longer in control. 

*

“I don't think…she's gone,” she finally confesses in desperation. 

Kate nods soberly. “Your body and mind were hijacked. To say that's a traumatic experience would be an understatement…”

“I don't know if he's gone either,” Elizabeth overrides her, her expression distant as she remembers the chilling light in John's eyes. 

*

She crashes awake again, still aching in an entirely different place -

…John's hands grasping her bare skin as she lifts above him and comes down hard, capturing his lips in that same burning kiss…

…harder and harder…

She curls in on herself, fighting a scream of anguish as the scene goes all wrong, again -

…cold eyes, bruises rising where he'd threatened to kill her for real this time - bone-shattering turbulence as they fall…

“What do you want?” she grits out, but only the soft hiss of the ocean answers. 

*

She lets Phoebus in.

To her mild disgust, she can't help but empathize with the woman, her entire life hard and violent and in service to military and country. She wonders if Phoebus ever dreamed of a quiet life, if she was even capable of imagining such a thing. 

She wonders, yet again, why Phoebus chose her as a host - disturbed that she was apparently so easily corruptible, that Phoebus could've sensed it. Taken her curiosity and empathy and turned it against her. 

Or what Phoebus saw in John that reminded her of Thalan. 

With echoes of their violent, traitorous relationship in her head, she sees little resemblance to her relationship with John, save for intensity of emotion. 

Unbidden, she remembers their blistering kiss, and for once, it's not Thalan’s eyes staring back. 

Perhaps Phoebus perceived something deeper than Elizabeth realized. Or at least, tried to bury deep into the recesss of her subconscious.

Unnerved, she slips out into the night. 

He's there, standing alone on the south pier. She can practically feel the nervous tension shivering through him, sees the way his eyes spark as he becomes aware of her quiet approach.

But the fire lasts mere seconds before it's gone, black eyes shifted to melancholy hazel.

And she knows it's John again, and she stares back as Elizabeth, so it's just the two of them and their exhaustion and pain - at least she's sure the hiss in her mind is from the distant waters and not the ghost in her head...

She swallows hard. Then steps closer, and tentatively takes his hand.

"I'm ready to talk."

*

[ussjellyfish]

Sparktober!

I wrote Sparktober fic! It’s all my favorite fic tropes in a two part fic. I haven’t written John and Elizabeth in FOREVER, and it was fun to try and find their voices again.

Blame the Whales - on Ao3, teen. 1/2. Elizabeth Weir, John Sheppard, Teyla Emmagan.

         Summary:   Elizabeth and John's relationship is a just once thing, until it isn't and they're close, and then those damn whales...

(Or I try for bingo on my old favorite Sparky tropes for Sparktober).

(unplanned pregnancy, hand holding, John carrying Elizabeth, Teyla being a genius and someone giving birth under less than ideal circumstances).

[dangerously-human]

Obviously I am so totally shocked that the blatant Catholic Lockwood campaigning swayed the election, very surprised Pikachu face over here. I didn't end up with quite as much time to work on it tonight as I anticipated, seeing as writing night ended up preempted by an invitation to crash my cousin's birthday dinner, but I did get about a third (I hope) of the first draft done, plus a full outline yesterday. I've written bits and pieces of a few others throughout the week, and I promise Sparktober has not gone unnoticed in the midst of the Lockwood & Co fixation - my primary contribution is fully drafted, and I'm trying to come up with something for bingo as well.

Okay, but actually, the thing that was so fun about this was seeing that there is at least some interest in every project I'm working on currently! That's such a pleasant surprise, and very motivating! Even the ones that I would have expected to have a very small circle of appeal got some votes. Most of these are oneshots, and therefore I don't get the boost of comments and kudos along the way to push past the little slumps - and the thing is, fanfiction in particular is creation meant for community, it is inherently collaborative storytelling. It's storytelling both with and for an audience. So getting the little cheers that tell me there is, in fact, an audience, that's incredibly uplifting. So, anyway, here I am being sappy on my silly little poll, to say thank you for pushing a button or listening to me ramble or any other way you've been part of encouraging my creative progress.

Can't make my own decisions (keep bouncing around too much) so please, help me sort through my WIP pile! Doing this now to give myself something to focus on for my next proper writing night.

You don't need to know anything about any of these to vote, of course (though I do always welcome questions about my writing projects, helps marshal my thoughts into some semblance of order). They're all going to get written eventually, I just need to pick something to actually finish for a change!

[sourfall]

Yay, my first bingo square halfway through Sparktober but it's cool cool

Title: Another Way by sourfall

Warnings: Major Character Death

Relationships: John/Elizabeth

Tags: Episode: s04e02 Lifeline, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst, Unhappy Ending, Lifeline's Hallway to Hell, Replicators (Stargate)

Words: 5290

Inspired by the scene between Elizabeth and Teyla in “Adrift” after Elizabeth wakes up from her coma and says they shouldn’t have re-activated her nanites, followed by: “You have no idea what I went through the last time.”

Dark and twisty. Sparktober 2021 Bingo Prompt: Condemned

[huskyblue]

I wrote a thing

Even more than that, I wrote and finished and posted a thing.

This was a fill for my Sparktober bingo card last year, but I'm operating on a 'better late than never' philosophy.

the mind alone without corporal friend (at ao3)

“The act of writing itself is like an act of love. There is contact. There is exchange too. We no longer know whether the words come out of the ink onto the page, or whether they emerge from the page itself where they were sleeping, the ink merely giving them colour.”

Stargate Atlantis John Sheppard/Elizabeth Weir Historical AU - Gilded Age 14k

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