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We're already at day 3! Time is weird. Speaking of...here's today's prompt.

The challenge: Write a three-sentence story that involves the prompt and share it in the comments! The prompt doesn’t have to be used with the precise wording - just make sure it’s clear the prompt has inspired the piece.

There's no deadline on these stories, though sooner is better if you'd like others involved in the event to read and comment.

Day 3: Across timelines
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From: [personal profile] supermario128
“We must’ve been a handful for Mamma and Papà...” Luigi idly commented, his own hands full from holding the toddler version of himself.

The older Mario right beside him just frowned, staring down at his own baby self, and Luigi then felt bad for bringing up their parents.

“The babies will be fine,” Luigi said, even as his baby self tried to go for the ‘stache, “uh, a-after we get rid of the shroobs, that is.”
Edited (Minor typo) Date: 2025-06-24 01:51 pm (UTC)

Dr. Who, Thirteen

Date: 2025-06-24 01:50 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] xwyndx
She meets herself again, head spinning when seeing a previous version of her life. She dreads facing this alone, but her friends stayed safe on Earth. Or so she thinks— hopes— prays for this to be the timeline in which they all live.

Date: 2025-06-24 02:17 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] guildrone

He of course couldn’t help but quirk a brow, eyes gleaming just that little bit brighter blue…

All the same, it stung for him to ask:

“I’m sorry, who are you?”


Not gonna lie, this one’s especially off the cuff—nothing but the prompt and pure vibes behind it, as far as I can figure. That being said, it was surprisingly difficult to avoid sounding too similar to yesterday’s response…

Red vs Blue ; Washington ; G [s16]

Date: 2025-06-24 03:04 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] erinm_4600
Wash knew that all his bouncing around the past was causing far more damage than had already been done, but he needed to find Carolina. The fact that it was Iowa - IOWA - of all people to get him on the right track was.... baffling.

"Sorry, time," he sighed before opening a rift to the future.

Chicago Med, Dean/Hannah

Date: 2025-06-24 07:22 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] helsinkibaby
Not sure does this count, but here we are anyway...


*

In his past, Dean sees Hannah as an addict, a liability, someone not to be trusted, someone he doesn't want in his ED.

In his present, he sees her as a great doctor that he always wants in his ED, a light in the dark, his best friend.

In his future, she's still a great doctor, his best friend, but she's also the mother of his child, the light of his life, someone he can't imagine his world without - his everything.

Ouroboros, Again - Johannes Cabal

Date: 2025-06-25 05:16 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] dualscreen
That same ghostly smile touched her lips— its twin he'd seen years ago, in a Grecian tavern along the sea, bestowing upon him apparition after apparition of possible futures, of her— as she placed the secret towards her affiliation with Venus, not Mars, within Cabal's hesitant hand.

Cabal could not help eyebrows climbing towards the apex of his brow whilst he read the paper, for, for this... for it to truly be this simple all along, this future which haunted his every idle moment since that fateful day... for it to be attainable via but a few select chemical formulas—!?

"It's complicated, darling," laughed his fate in an echo of their first meeting, "but I never said it was impossible, either."

Meating Up, original

Date: 2025-06-25 12:04 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] zenigotchas
TW FOR IMPLICATIONS/DISCUSSIONS OF ABUSE
TW for implications of abuse
From the machine emerged my many counterparts from the different timelines, we surrounded each other, observing everyone's many different occupations–MMA fighter, soldier, even a pediatrician, among others.

A surgeon among our ranks got closer to me to say, "You don't seem very disturbed by the idea of their being multiple timelines, despite all the metaphysical implications about free choice here."

"That's not what surprises me," I said, my handing reaching out to touch the large scar of his face–It mirrored mine and the rest of our counterparts' down to its shade of pink, "I'm only disturbed mommy–That it was inevitable."
Edited (added trigger warnings) Date: 2025-06-25 12:05 pm (UTC)

Original Fiction

Date: 2025-07-04 06:05 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] lumiosecity
Time travel always leaves a strange taste in the mouth— something coppery, fuzzy like television static, almost like blood from a split lip pooling on the tongue.

It never gets easier; she’s always unsteady on her feet after the fact, the world spinning around her, globe tilted off its axis.

Still, she has a job to do, and so she persists.

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