kisahawklin: 15_minute_ficlets stopwatch (15_minute_ficlets)
kisahawklin ([personal profile] kisahawklin) wrote in [community profile] 15_minute_ficlets2015-06-21 11:08 pm

Prompt #228

If you wish to do this as a spontaneous exercise, don't look at the word until you're ready to write (I recommend having Write or Die open in another tab). If you're going to mull over the word and write later, peek away.

Once you've completed your ficlet, please either comment here, or post a link to it, if you're posting on your own journal. Feel free to reference the community or number of the prompt in your outside posts, but if you use the actual word, please put it under a cut to avoid spoiling others, should they want to write spontaneously.

Today's word is: father

father [fah-th er]

noun
1. a male parent.
2. a father-in-law, stepfather, or adoptive father.
3. any male ancestor, especially the founder of a family or line; progenitor.
4. a man who exercises paternal care over other persons; paternal protector or provider: a father to the poor.
5. a person who has originated or established something: the father of modern psychology; the founding fathers.
6. a precursor, prototype, or early form: The horseless carriage was the father of the modern automobile.
7. one of the leading men in a city, town, etc.: a scandal involving several of the city fathers.
8. Chiefly British. the oldest member of a society, profession, etc.
9. a priest.
10. Theology (initial capital letter). the Supreme Being and Creator; God.
11. a title of respect for an elderly man.
12. the Father, Theology. the first person of the Trinity.
13. Also called church father. Church History. any of the chief early Christian writers, whose works are the main sources for the history, doctrines, and observances of the church in the early ages.
14. Ecclesiastical (often initial capital letter).
...a. a title of reverence, as for church dignitaries, officers of monasteries, monks, confessors, and especially priests.
...b. a person bearing this title.
15. fathers, Roman History, conscript fathers.

verb (used with object)
16. to beget.
17. to be the creator, founder, or author of; originate.
18. to act as a father toward.
19. to acknowledge oneself the father of.
20. to assume as one's own; take the responsibility of.
21. to charge with the begetting of.

verb (used without object)
22. to perform the tasks or duties of a male parent; act paternally: Somehow he was able to write a book while actively fathering.

If you've missed a word or twelve and would like to catch up, please see the Master List.
mindglitter: (writing)

Undeniably Legal (Original)

[personal profile] mindglitter 2015-06-27 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Tell me about your father."

Toby's baby sister sat behind the steering wheel of her car, drumming her fingers against it as they sat waiting for the light to change.

"Why?" he asked reluctantly.

"I've known you for most of my life, and you never talk about him if you can wriggle out of it," she said before letting her voice drop, one finger twining her curls so tight it had to hurt. "Jeff, it's been undeniably legal for over fifty years, and he keeps trying to pass legislation to turn it back. I'm just trying to understand."

"Just because the High Court said it was so doesn't mean it is, in his mind anyway," Jeff rubbed his forehead with one hand. "Never mind that Toby and I could go running off to any state in this country and get a marriage license, he was raised under a different way of thinking. A way of thinking he thinks is right."

"The rest of the world thinks he's guano."

"Then how does he keep getting elected?"

Chloe frowned at the question, but didn't have an answer. Jeff wasn't surprised. He had been looking for that kind of solution for most of his life, and hadn't found a satisfactory solution either.

"It's not right. Can you even imagine being in a world where they acted like you didn't have a right to be in Toby's hospital room?"

Jeff didn't say anything, thinking that it was only because of kind, cooperative nurses that he'd been able to get in to see Toby at all.

"Oh, they didn't."

Jeff didn't answer her.

Chloe ground her teeth so hard it was nearly audible.

"Fuck this. We're going to your father's office, and I'm going to punch him in the face. Nobody has the right to do that to my brother," she snarled. "Or my brother-in-law for that matter."

"But we're not married yet."

"Come on over to Minnesota and I'll do it."

Jeff looked over in shock.

"Just because I have no interest in that being a part of my life doesn't mean I'm not overly enthusiastic about helping other people. I've been ordained for two years."

"Chloe."

"He is my brother. You might as well be. All either of you had to do was ask."

(wc: 380)
kalloway: (Default)

Baggage (Gundam SEED)

[personal profile] kalloway 2015-07-05 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
Athrun looked tired when she met his shuttle, which surprised Cagalli just a bit. The flight wasn't terribly long and she knew Athrun was usually able to doze off on commercial flights. It was a decent time in the PLANTs, if the application on her tablet was correct. So...

"Welcome home," she said as she pulled him into her arms.

"Home," Athrun echoed before sort of... fixing his posture and briefly hugging her back. "Yeah, sorry..."

"For what?" Cagalli questioned as she took his duffel. "Any other luggage?"

"Not the kind you can carry," Athrun replied with a little headshake.

Cagalli was quiet a moment as they started toward the spaceport and Customs. It was a nice night - Cagalli never minded small flights where she could walk across the tarmac after. But she'd never asked if Athrun felt the same. Maybe he didn't feel the same about coming back to Earth.

"How do you know?"

"Mmm?" Athrun looked over at her and she wanted to hug him again, for longer, and call Kira and tell him to drive the hour from inland to hug Athrun too. They'd make a weekend of it, if they had to.

"How do you know I can't carry it?" Cagalli questioned as they stepped into the spaceport. She had a hoodie on, and cargo pants, but she'd flipped down the hood for long enough to get out to the shuttle and as soon as she stepped back in, a pair of guards quickly flanked them and guided them right on through, bypassing the bleary-eyed line from what Cagalli was pretty sure was a large flight in from somewhere in Europe.

"They put up a memorial for my father," Athrun said softly once they were alone again. "I--"

Cagalli nearly stopped in her tracks. She didn't know what to say; those words weighed a thousand times the weight of Athrun's duffel bag and for a moment, she didn't know how to respond.

"How do you feel about that?" she asked. She'd driven Athrun's car out, parked in the expensive close lot but she didn't really care about that.

"I don't know," Athrun replied a moment later. "I've been thinking about it the entire way home. I mean-- it was at the spaceport and I saw it on the way out. There was a plaque that talked about all the good he did for the PLANTs and it was right, he did--"

Cagalli nodded. There was a memorial for her father, after all. She'd never thought to argue he didn't deserve one. But there was one for everyone lost, too, that was much larger and grander. That was more important.

Reaching over, Cagalli took Athrun's hand in hers and squeezed. They weren't a couple, but she didn't think it really mattered at the moment.

"Isn't that it, then?"

"Mmm?"

"A memorial for all the good he did."

"Yeah, I suppose so," Athrun replied after a moment. He squeezed back.

They walked the rest of the way to the car in silence. But it was a light silence, unlike Athrun's duffel, and a weight they could share.
edenfalling: stylized black-and-white line art of a sunset over water (Default)

[personal profile] edenfalling 2015-07-17 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Title: Or Wonder, Till It Drives You Made
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia
Wordcount: 300 exactly
Summary: Shezan and Ilgamuth talk of paths not taken. Tag ficlet for Out of Season

link to fic