Here are the prompts for Sci-Fi month! We’re so excited to see what you all come up with!
Posting will be in January and isn’t anonymous, so feel free to share all your juicy ideas and sneak previews in the meantime—just remember to tag us so we can share them with everyone!!
You can find more information, rules and FAQs here and in the next few days we'll be releasing a glossary explaining some of the tropes and prompts
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Our prompts are divided in two categories:
“Media prompts”: The first prompt on each day is always a work of traditional media that falls inside the science fiction umbrella (books, movies, TV shows, videogames etc.) A few ideas on how to use these prompts would be: to create a Marauders AU set in that universe; to write a crossover between characters from both universes; to imagine the Marauders characters as the characters from that story; or simply to use similar tropes and/or premises to construct your own story.
“Trope prompts”: a couple per day of January, those are common themes, tropes and/or elements in science fiction stories. They can be used and interpreted however you'd like.
To participate in the fest, you may pick and choose which prompts inspire you the most. You can create for all of them, for a few or just for one. Just because a bunch of prompts are listed on the same day, it doesn’t mean you have to combine them all in a work -- but you may combine a bunch of prompts on the same submission, if that’s what you wish.
The only rule on how to interpret the prompts is this one: the resulting work needs to be distinguishably science fiction.
Prompt List:
Frankenstein
Medical Experiment, Mad Scientist
Doctor Who
Time Travel, Secret Invasion
Star Wars
Intergalactic Societies, Futuristic Marketplace, Rogue Planets
Star Trek
Lost in Space, Teleportation, Space Race
Jurassic Park
Alien Zoo, Space Tourism
Stranger Things
Telekinesis, Alternate Realities
Black Mirror
Mind Upload, Virtual Reality
X-Men
Genetic Mutation, Telepathy
Blade Runner
Cyberpunk, Androids
Men in Black
Area 51, Tentacles, Blob Alien
Space Oddity
Faster Than Light, Space Pirates, Generational Ship
Dark
Wormhole/Portal, Radioactivity
Godzilla
Kaiju, Mecha
Dune
Terraforming, Pantropy
Matrix
Simulation, Hive Mind
I, Robot
Robots, Sentience
Interestellar
Blackhole, Singularity, Scavengers
The Fifth Element
Alien Invasion, Last of Its Kind, Lost Alien Civilization
E.T.
Retro Futurism, Resizing
Terminator
Space Western, Steampunk
Avatar
Space Colonies, Disaster Recovery
The Last of Us
Spores, Zombies
Mickey 17
Clones, Cyborgs
Inception
The Backrooms, Cryo Sleep, The Moon
Mad Max
Dystopian World, Utopian World, Apocalypse
Close Encounters of The Third Kind
Alien Abduction, Benevolent Aliens
Back To The Future
Time Paradox, Hoverboards
Her
AI, Interspecies Romance
The Host
Body Swapping, Invisibility
The Substance
Body Modification, Time is Money
1984
Mass Surveillance, Futuristic Wizards
Creator’s Choice
We'd like to thank everyone for their contributions to our Sci-Fi month so far! This post is a reminder that January is over, but you can still post your works to the collection until February 14th.
Happy Apocalypse/Utopian World day! Chapters 9-15 of Professor R. J. Lupin and The Time Machine have now been posted, completing the story.
He'd never meant to go this far. This was too far. He should go back. He should—
Another wave of pain rushed through him, so searing he couldn't hold back a sob. He wasn't going anywhere in this state.
With the woman's support on one side and his cane on the other, Remus maneuvered carefully over the slippery moss and uneven roots. The boy ran ahead, leading the way through the jungle.
After just a few minutes the trees began to thin out, revealing a rocky slope down to a small beach, and the impossible landscape that was once London's bustling city streets.
Before them was a wide, blue river twice the size of the Thames. Gargantuan cliffs towered over either side, the story of millennia painted across them in stripes of orange and gold. Structures were built along the cliff faces – great wicker pods the size of small townhouses – affixed to the rock hundreds of feet above the water, and connected by latticed wooden walkways and rope ladders like climbing ivy. There were dozens of them, maybe hundreds if the canyon continued far beyond what Remus could see. An entire city of them.
Read it on AO3 here!
And be sure to check out the rest of the @marauders-sci-fi-month collection here!
After just over three weeks of our Sci-Fi month, we have 15 delicious works from 12 different creators posted into our collection!
Check them out, and don't forget to kudos and comment. Let's show these creators all our love!
Stay tuned to our socials to keep up with the new works as they come through.
The Art:
🪐 [ART] you look lonely by @meowyjean
Created for Prompt(s): Blade Runner
Lily | T Rated
🪐 [ART] expandable by @meowyjean
Created for Prompt(s): Mickey 17
Remus | G Rated
🪐Marauders x Stranger Things [ART] by @deerly-departed
Created for Prompt(s): Stranger Things
Jily | G Rated
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The Chaptered Fics:
🪐 Professor R. J. Lupin and the Time Machine by @shunstanpike
Written for Prompt(s): Time Travel
Wolfstar | T Rated | WIP (16k so far)
🪐 something to hold onto by @heysaykitkat
Written for Prompt(s): Benevolent Aliens, Body Modification, Last of its Kind
Wolfstar | T Rated | WIP (19k so far)
🪐 window by @magicbeings
Written for Prompt(s): Time Travel, Portals
Wolfstar | E Rated | COMPLETED (14k)
🪐 a long way home by @matterofthemoon-write
Written for Prompt(s): Intergalactic Societies
Wolfstar | M Rated | WIP (9k so far)
🪐Sandy dunes and stormy grey by @poetrypirate
Written for Prompt(s): Dune
Wolfstar | G Rated | WIP (2k so far)
🪐Under the Binary Sunset by @tealeavesandtrash
Written for Prompt(s): Star Wars
Wolfstar | T Rated | WIP (3k so far)
🪐The Sum of Our Parts by @the-verity
Written for Prompt(s): Artificial Intelligence
Wolfstar | E Rated | WIP (2k so far)
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The One Shots:
🪐 dreams of reason by @swoontodeath
Written for Prompt(s): Jurassic Park
Wolfstar | T Rated | 2,7k
🪐 Moonlight in the Tenth Hour by @emperorem
Written for Prompt(s): Doctor Who
Remus & Lily | G Rated | 5,3k
🪐 side effects by @magicbeings
Written for Prompt(s): Medical Experiments
Wolfstar | E Rated | 8,2k
🪐 See the stars, they're shining bright by @dorythewritingfish
Written for Prompt(s): The Last of Us
Remus & Teddy | E Rated | 2,4k
🪐 A Confession by @dorythewritingfish
Written for Prompt(s): Star Wars
Jegulus | M Rated | <1k
wolfstar | explicit | written for @marauders-sci-fi-month
It's a late Monday afternoon after Remus' bookshop shift and the restaurant is closed, giving Remus the afternoon off to take over the couch, sinking into the cushions and watching telly, nursing his aching back, legs, and sore feet. He hates to admit it, but he's starting to think Sirius might have been right: working just the bookshop and cafe is hard enough, let alone adding the restaurant into the mix. It's only been a week, and his belly has grown enough that even his father's ugliest sweaters can't hide it, budging out enough that he's gotten a couple raised eyebrows. Thank god for good old British etiquette, protecting him from the potential for even the most awkward questions.
Sirius called it the human's ability to rationalize the unexplainable, to come to their own conclusions, however excessive they may be.
wolfstar | explicit | written for @marauders-sci-fi-month
It's some godforsaken time in the middle of the night when Remus snaps awake, heart racing and skin slick with sweat, to Sirius whimpering against his neck. His form twists and churns in his arms, and for a long moment he has no idea what's happening, but then wings burst from Sirius' back just above where Remus' hand is settled and immediately get caught in their comforter. Remus scrambles to throw it off them as Sirius' glowing, damp skin turns an ashy grey, fingers form claws that dig into Remus' side as they flex from the pain.
"Fuck. Remus," Sirius shakes him, then barely has time to rasp out a desperate, "it's time," before the rest of him shifts and his natural delicate form is in Remus' arms, trembling and curled against Remus' body, the tendrils that grow from his temple coiling and roaming over Remus' body like they have a mind of their own.
His mind whirls, throat going tight with panic—this is it, this is the moment they've been waiting for, the moment they've been building up to all this time. Somehow, despite the knowledge, the body modification, the physical way Sirius has been changing before him, a part of him just hasn't been able to wrap his head around the fact that this was something that was going to happen to him and wasn't just a distant, far off thing.
Written for the Marauders sci fi month 2026 @marauders-sci-fi-month
Summary:
They say your eyes are the colour of storm clouds, but I've never seen those before."
Sirius turns his head harshly at the sound of the low and raspy voice. It was the guy from earlier, who almost shot him with a Fremen dart gun when Sirius was keeping the dark-haired Fremen woman under shot for threatening Regulus.
The sun was closer in distance to Arrakis than it had been to Cadalan, and the light was too bright, illuminating all the scars crossing the man's features. One of Arrakis' moons was visible just over his shoulder.
"They are," Sirius answered, not really knowing what else to say.
Wolfstar - T - 3k - Chpt. 1/? - Star Wars AU - @marauders-sci-fi-month - AO3
Sirius Black crash landed on Tatooine eighteen months ago. Since then, he’s been pod racing in hopes of earning enough money to repair his ship and leave.
Remus Lupin has only ever known Mos Espa. Indentured to the junk dealer Greyback, he can only dream of escaping the planet and seeing the stars.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖✶⋆.˚
Sirius pushes aside the tattered curtain that leads to the junk shop, ducking through the low arch that is the doorway. The shop is a cacophony to the eyes; mountains of old ship parts scattered in seemingly random piles, old pieces of machinery hanging from the ceiling. There are remnants of dust and grease lingering on every surface and a pungent smell of fuel that lingers in the air.
When Sirius had stumbled upon this place back when he first arrived in Mos Espa, it had felt more like a garbage pile than an operating junk shop. But over time, he’s learnt to navigate the mess—found the method behind the seemingly chaotic madness, the hidden gem on a backwater planet.
A small pit droid scampers past his feet, a collection of miscellaneous wires clutched in its arms. It runs deeper into the shop, towards the sound of quiet clanking and Sirius eagerly follows. There must be hundreds, if not thousands, of pit droids throughout Tatooine spaceports, but Sirius could recognise this one in a heartbeat. It’s a little smaller than most of the others of its model–the runt of the litter if droids could breed–with a unique, deep red colouring and rust spots on its bodywork that almost look like flecks of coppery gold.
Sirius dips and weaves around the labyrinth of old ship parts, deeper and deeper into the shop until he makes his way to the workshop tucked away at the back, just in time to see the little droid hand the collection of wires up to Remus. He’s holding a screwdriver in between his teeth as he tinkers with whatever device he’s currently working on. There’s a quiet ‘thank you, Prongs’ directed to the pit droid, muffled by the tool in Remus’ mouth.
Sirius doesn’t set foot into the sanctuary just yet. He lingers in the doorway, leans up against the wall with his arms folded casually across his chest as he watches Remus silently for a moment.
Remus takes the screwdriver from his teeth to carefully reconnect the back panel into place on the device. “Please don’t tell me you need more parts,” he says as soon as his mouth is free, not bothering to look up from his work to know it’s Sirius. “You’re meant to be racing tomorrow.”
“Nah, she’s in better shape than ever,” Sirius says casually and pushes himself off the wall to move closer. “I think tomorrow might be the big day.”
Remus glances over at him, a small smirk on his lips. “You’re welcome for that.”
Hello! Yes you're more than welcome to! The "creator's choice" prompt for day 31 can be used as free space for any of the sci-fi themes that aren't covered in the rest of the prompts
(yesterday!) but really this is just your classic snippet tag <3
Thank you so much @midnighttomoscow for always wanting to know what I'm working on 🥰
I made decent progress on my @marauders-sci-fi-month fic yesterday, so here, have a chunk!
With Teddy as navigator, they journeyed down the river past the edge of the Eloi city, through a dozen jungle islands, to a rocky shore between the cliffs. The sun was dipping below the horizon by the time they came upon a cave – though Remus wasn't sure if it was right to call it a cave, when the entrance had been so clearly man-made. Millennia ago.
Embedded in the cliff face was a smooth stone arch. Above the arch, two words: Marylebone Station.
That was where the familiarity ended. When he and Teddy passed through the arch it truly was a cave – dark, damp, and overgrown with moss. An eerie voice echoed against the rocky walls.
"There's a place… called tomorrow…"
It was a woman's voice, singing. If Remus hadn't known better, he'd have thought they were coming upon a siren in her grotto. Although, given what else he'd encountered in this time and the fact that he was a wolf-man, he wondered if perhaps that was exactly what they were about to find.
"A place of joy, not of sorrow…"
shit's gonna get weird in these last chapters, y'all.
care to share anything, @igetje, @firesandfamily, @brandileigh2003, @sorealis, @blackstarrising, @enbyguously, @magicbeings?
Written for @marauders-sci-fi-month
Day 2: Time Travel
When Dr. Remus Lupin isn't in the classroom teaching the next generation of curious minds, he's toiling away in his lab, trying to cure an impossible disease. That was, until he fell in love. Now, Remus wants to make up for lost time and spend every waking moment cherishing his sweetheart.
But fate has other plans.
When his love story ends in tragedy, Remus loses himself to a new project – building a machine that will allow him to change the past and get his happy ending. He never expected his search for answers would send him 800,000 years into the future.
Remus had watched flowers bloom in reverse. He’d seen hundreds of sunsets and sunrises pass in a matter of minutes. But none of it prepared him for what it would feel like to see Sirius again, alive and smiling, like he always did.
Rating: T
Warnings: Major Character Death
Hello! Welcome to my contribution to Marauders Sci-Fi Month! It's a time travel AU based on the 2002 film adaptation of H.G. Wells's The Time Machine. It's got everything: the Victorian era, a terrifyingly capitalist near-future, an apocalypse, romance, action, and in the middle of it all, Remus Lupin.
And he's a werewolf.
I put my heart and soul into this story, and if any of it sounds intriguing to you, I would be honored to have you come along on this journey with me. But please note: while the ending is hopeful, Wolfstar do not get a happily ever after. If that's not your jam, then this one probably isn't for you. Love you either way!
Chapters 1-8 are now up, and the remainder of the story will be posted on the 25th for Apocalypse Day ;)
And don't forget to check out the other works in the collection throughout the month!
Cover graphic created by me in Canva featuring a still from The Time Machine (2002) and Wolfman concept art by David Masson for Ready Player One.
He comes to a stop hanging half out of the doors, smoke billowing around him. His legs dangle uselessly in the open air.
“Ow,” he mumbles, the word echoing strangely in the cavernous hum of a regenerating TARDIS.
“Well,” a small voice says behind him, indignant and unafraid. “Who are you, then?”
He blinks.
“I’m The Doctor,” he calls back, the top half of him still firmly inside the ship while the bottom half remains inconveniently outside. All four limbs flail in an uncoordinated attempt to find purchase.
“You don’t look like any Doctor I’ve ever seen,” the voice says—and then a hand grabs his leg and tugs.
The Doctor pitches forward and lands flat on the ground.
He looks up.
A small girl stands over him, barefoot in a nightdress. Bright red hair braided in two plaits, freckles dust her nose, and her green eyes are sharp and curious.
“Well,” he says, stretching out his arms and legs, inspecting them carefully. “I’m still cooking.”
He flexes his fingers. Too Long. Hands broad but a bit flimsy. Might need to work on that. “What’s your name?”
“Lillian Evans.”
He beams. “That’s a brilliant name.”
She tilts her head. “Are you here about the monster?”
Part of @marauders-sci-fi-month Doctor Who prompt! Cross-over AU based on Season 5, Ep. 1 of Doctor Who where Remus Lupin is The Doctor; Lily and James as his companions.
Wolfstar in space!!!
Sci-Fi AU with magic!
Futuristic wizards!
After a Meet-Ugly in an intergalactic trading place on the Mayall Central planet, which leads them to a hasty escape, two humans end up fleeing in the same dysfunctional spaceship.
One comes from Earth, the other from a long-time dissident colony from Earth, Orion84. They are supposed to be hateful enemies.
Yet who knows how things can change once you're forced to learn about each other, in a tiny ship with only one bed?
Written for @marauders-sci-fi-month
This first chapter is for today's prompt "Intergalactic societies".
More to come in the next days as I finish writting and editing...
