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before we met, i was so afraid of dying. but if the end comes today, this will have been enough
A Softer World is ending, and what better way to celebrate it than with a ficathon?


1. Comment with a fandom, character, or pairing, and an A Softer World comic!
That's all that's required - feel free to elaborate (explanation of what you'd like to see) or to just leave it up to the author. Please include a link to the comic if you can! just so no one has to hunt around for "that one about photos and souls?"
If you like, you can link two comics, but please only do it if those comics are a sort of joint prompt - "I want to see X combined with Y for Sansa Stark" - and not as two separate prompts.

2. While you're waiting for your prompt to be filled, go fill someone else's!


1. Reply to the prompter's comment with a subject line stating title, characters or pairing, and rating! If there is potentially triggering content, please slap a "tw: [x]" in the subject line as well.

2. Reply to the fill thread with the same subject line and a link to your fic!

Feel free to prompt or write any fandom, any character, any pairing. Art is very welcome, as are fanmixes, poetry, or anything else you can think of.

1. Be nice! Have fun! Feel sad that this comic is ending D:
2. Feel free to be anonymous if you want to be, but it's not a requirement by any means!

"Untitled" Sid/Geno (G)

Date: 2015-05-07 05:20 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
It's morning. Outside the birds are loud, a bluejay nesting in the gutter beneath the window screaming at the morning joggers, and inside Sid is sweating under the bedcovers, overheated with Geno's arm wrapped around his waist. They are twined together, legs and feet tangled, shirts sticking with perspiration. It makes Sid's chest ache, anxiety pushing through his veins, bitter and cloying.

The sun is slanting in, too bright as it spills over the floor, reflecting bright off the hardwood and leaving phantom lights when Sid blinks his eyes closed. He pulls in a breath, pushes it out and Geno's hand curls into the space vacated by his belly, diaphragm gathering everything in. Sid breathes in and Geno murmurs, pushing his face against the back of his neck.

Fingers twitch against his stomach as Geno slowly wakes, the rush of his damp breath sliding across Sid's shoulder. Geno shifts and all the words Sid was thinking of speaking get caught in the back of his throat, the 'good morning' and 'I should go' dying into an exhale as Geno tugs him closer.

Long minutes pass, the bluejay flies off, leaving behind quiet. Geno is awake behind Sid, his body too still and stiff.

"Sid?" he whispers, like he's scared of shattering the sunlight and warm air.

"Yeah." Sid can feel his heartbeat in his fingertips, imagines he can feel his blood moving through his body, filling him.


Sid opens his eyes, looks out the window at the sky, a perfect blue. "Of course," he says, easy, like there was never any other option.

He feels Geno brush a kiss against the nape of his neck, feels a different heat radiate out from the point, something bright and sweet, something hopeful. He turns in Geno's arms until they're nose to nose, tangling them together again in the nest of bedding, watching the steady jump of Geno's pulse against the side of his throat.

Outside an egg begins to hatch, body warm and tucked away, new life spilling into the day.

Re: "Untitled" Sid/Geno (G)

Date: 2015-05-07 08:24 pm (UTC)
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