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kiwiana-writes · 5 days

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WIP Wednesday

First of all, thank you so much to everyone who's already submitted a prompt for my subscriber shindig! I'm having a fucking blast reading them all; some of you really understood the 'go buckwild' assignment and I'm obsessed with it, haha. There's still plenty of time to get a prompt in—I'm not going to close it off early—but I'll likely fill prompts more or less in the order I get them, if that affects when you want to drop into my ask box. Also I've had a couple of people submit anon without including their AO3 username: please make sure you include that if you're submitting anonymously, otherwise I won't be able to fill the prompt.

Anyway, today I'm back with more Doctor Who AU. I promise you won't need to be familiar with DW to follow this fic (I've roped multiple non-DW folks in to read it through to make sure, bless them) but there are definitely some easter eggs for the fans, including in this snippet:

Alex looks at him for a long moment, a sadness in his eyes that tells Henry he, too, has had to learn how to say goodbye. “He must be someone really special, to be worth all that.” It’s kind, and understanding, and there’s an undercurrent of something Henry can’t quite puzzle out—but it also makes him flinch away from sharing anything further. The thing is, the rest of the universe gets the full Time Lord of it all. They get the Last Child of Gallifrey, the Oncoming Storm, Ka Faraq Gatri the Destroyer of Worlds, the Lonely God, the Imp of the Pandorica, the Timeless Child. They pass down stories of how they were saved once, by a mysterious man in a blue box, the tales passed from parent to child until the hero of them is more myth than history. But Alex? Henry’s Alex, not this stranger who bears his name? The Alex who kisses Henry like he needs him to breathe, who calls Henry baby with a reverence he offers nothing and no one else, who only truly settles when his shoulders are bracketed with Henry’s own? That Alex is Henry’s, and Henry’s alone. “He’s no one.” Alex’s gaze flickers as Henry returns the diary to his bag, and Henry grits his teeth through the rest of the lie. “Just someone I travel with sometimes.”

Is tagging still fuckerooed? Who's to say? Tagging:

@agame-writes @affectionatelyrs @anincompletelist @celeritas2997 @cha-melodius

@clottedcreamfudge @cricketnationrise @dumbpeachjuice @everwitch-magiks @firenati0n

@getmehighonmagic @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heysweetheart-writes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @indestructibleheart

@inexplicablymine @jellibuns @junebugclaremontdiaz @leaves-of-laurelin @littlemisskittentoes

@lizzie-bennetdarcy @magicandarchery @matherines @myheartalivewrites @ninzied

@nocoastposts @nontoxic-writes @notspecialbabe @orchidscript @piratefalls

@read-and-write- @rmd-writes @sherryvalli @ships-to-sail @smc-27

@sparklepocalypse @stereopticons @tintagel-or-cockleshells @welcometololaland @whimsymanaged

and, as always, anyone who wants to play! (If you take the open tag please tag me so I can see!!)

#wip wednesday #kiwiana-writes #fic: like loving the stars themselves

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blacksailskmeme · 22 days

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Black Sails Kink Meme 2024 Round Up: March

Hello piratefam!

We've had an exceptionally prolific kickoff month for the event: over 100 prompts and twelve delicious fills already for March!! Wow!! :D :D Thank you all so very much for diving into the splash zone of raunchy smut with such enthusiasm!

I've decided to do a round up post for each month the kink meme is live, showcasing those fills submitted to the collection monthly. So here ya go, all the fics submitted in March gathered in one place for your convenience and enjoyment! 😌✨

In The Space Between, SilverFlintHam, 2470 words

(For Prompt #13. "Thomas and Flint spitroast Silver. Modern AU. Bonus points for Silver begging like a cheap whore and Thomas being the practical one after, while Flint just wants to cuddle in his papa-bear, protective mode.")

And I could close the curtain but this is too much fun, MadiSilverFlint, 1260 words

(For prompt #37 - Flint/Madi, Silver - voyeurism, jealousy. Silver catches them fucking)

shifting sands, Maxanor, 1812 words

(For Prompt 29: s3/4 or therebouts, Eleanor goes on her knees for Max and eats her out in That Fucking Chair)

Of Poets and Writers, SilverFlint, 8758 words

(For prompt #31. SilverFlint mod AU. Silver is a poet, shopping at a bookstore and overhears a book reading/author signing. He’s drawn in by THE VOICE and heads over to the event only to be instantly in lust with Flint, reading from his debut novel. He listens, then grabs a copy of Flint’s book and one of his own poetry collections off the shelf and purchases them, borrowing a pen from the bookseller. He hops in line for the signing and while he waits, he writes something extremely filthy on the dedication page of his collection, complete with his phone number. He exchanges books with Flint, who looks bemused, but doesn’t read the inscription immediately. He HAD, however, noticed the gorgeous man in the back of the small crowd with the pre-Raphaelite curls and Caribbean blue eyes. He signs Silver’s copy and thanks him for coming. Silver watches him for a few more minutes and then grabs a coffee before heading for the door. Before he reaches it, he gets a text from Flint, who’s finally opened the volume of poetry. They head to Flint’s hotel and he proceeds to just absolutely take Silver apart and then surprising Silver by bottoming. Rimming, topping from the bottom, dirty talk, just very vocal enjoyment from two men incredibly good with words.)

When I said I'll return to you, I meant more like a relapse, Maxanor, 3023 words

(For prompt #22: Maxanor, post break up, nasty hatefuck with your ex over That Fucking Chair. Bonus if s3 or s4, extra bonus if there's a strap and Max makes Eleanor beg for it bent over the desk, extra extra bonus if Eleanor cries)

Indulgence, SilverFlint, 2306 words

(Prompt #20: Silver, canon era, being completely HOT about Flint's belly (circa season 4) when they're alone. Hotness ensues (kissing, licking, sucking, slobbering, coming all over it, completely unhinged LUST). Bonus points if Filnt's a bit shy about it)

Pressure, SilverFlint, 4504 words

(prompt # 57: Silverflint, piss kink/omorashi - Flint REALLY needs to piss during a long ass meeting, Silver notices, stays behind after everyone else finally leaves and drags it out as long as he can by asking nonsensical questions. Eventually Flint is pushed to breaking point and Silver takes over 😈 bonus points for imagery of Flint standing white knuckled gripping the back of his chair, (unsuccessfully) trying to hide his discomfort from Silver 😌)

Relief, SilverFlint, 4708 words

Breaking The Girl (heart of stone, mind of gold, your tongue is made of sword), Flint/Eleanor, 10,723 words

(For PROMPT #61: Pre canon, a younger Eleanor has a crush on the New Captain on the Block (Flint) who appears as if by magic to fill the power vacuum left by Captain Teach after she and Vane oust him. Eleanor's relationship with Vane is on the rocks not too long after as she continues to nurse her secret illicit infatuation for Captain Flint, who she champions on the island to help him consolidate power. She flirts drunkenly with Flint, until one night she just throws herself at him. He's trying to be so gracious, the crush is very one-sided, but he tries to help her through it sweetly, but she's not having it. She wants it rough and dirty.

I wanna see Weird Dynamics, part mentor-mentee part father-daughter part daddy kink part huge crush on a professor vibes. I want Flint to keep trying to slow her down and be sweet and Eleanor fighting him the whole way. Toxic weirdness and big age difference, thank you very much!!)

New Horizons In The Dark, Flint/Maroon Queen, 4405 words

(For prompt #58: S3 or S4, Flint trying to jerk off in his appointed quarters on Maroon Island and the Queen walks in on him unannounced to summon him to a meeting, he is MORTIFIED, but then she stands there and orders him to continue as she watches

And she says he better do a good job so that he can actually pay attention to their strategy meeting

So basically the Queen orders him to come hard

And she'll scold him for being distracted and that he needs to take care of himself more often, and that if he has trouble or waits too long her door is always open 👀👀👀

Bonus if somewhere in here, maybe after, they talk about/bond over having both lost spouses and that it's a lonely life and there's no sense in being so lonely)

To Be Underestimated is an Incredible Gift, Miranda/Rackham, 4655 words

(For the prompt #78: Miranda Barlow/Jack Rackham, yep, that's the main pairing. pre-canon era, Miranda lives AU, who knows? your choice! you can bring Anne in, and/or Flint, if you want. bonus points for kinkiness.)

As a Boy, Admiral Hennessey/James McGraw, 5126 words

(For prompt #24: Pre-canon, midshipman James McGraw is caned/flogged as a disciplinary measure by his superiors and enjoys it. Bonus if he's A Lot Younger. Could be Admiral Hennessy, could be unnamed rando)

Thanks again to all our March contributors, y'all have truly knocked it out of the park!! Here's to more unapologetically smutty, kinky fills for April 🥳🥳

#2024bskmemefills #2024bskmeme #black sails #black sails event #announcements #long post #2024bskmemeroundups

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aurelim · 6 months

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Among the Haunted Release!!

Happy Halloween everyone! For the past few weeks, I have been working on a collaboration with @albywritesfiction (who is one of the best people I have ever worked with; they have helped me so much with proofreading, coding, and looking for images 🥺 thank you so much!!) to make a game for Halloween.

The game has been submitted to ECTOCOMP English version (Le Grand Guignol) and Cozy Halloween Jam, so go check it out!

And so, Aurie and Alby bring you...

Being a single parent is never easy, especially when you have two kids to raise. You also live in a haunted house, where the supernatural inhabit the same space as the place you are meant to call home. Both of these factors equal chaos, which leads you to the present.

It is Halloween. Live through the spooky day on 13 Hallows Lane and decide what you will do when the sun begins to set and trick-or-treat goers fill the sidewalks.

What will you do? Decorate your house? Play some pranks on poor trick-o-treaters with help from the ghosts within your walls? Attend to your children to make sure they do not tell anyone that your house is haunted? The choice is yours!

Warning: this game has mentions of blood, ghosts, spiders and clowns, as well as disturbing themes. Please proceed with caution.

🎃 FEATURES

Mainly a linear game with some route differences based on your choices. Are they good? Are they bad? Who knows.

Choose your first name, your children's names (a boy and girl), and what they call you! However, you are locked in a preset personality, so you cannot change how you react to situations.

Live through your first Halloween at your haunted house, which is full of kind monsters and creatures you never thought existed until you met them.

Encounter strange things in your neighborhood.

🍭 CREDITS

Thanks to @writing-prompt-s for the following prompt: "You live in a very haunted house, but it’s not that bad. The voices in the basement remind you of your laundry and tell you to check the boiler, the rat size talking spider keeps the pests away and is a pretty good therapist, and the victorian ghost children are great friends with your kids."

Special thanks as well to Ash, author of Inner Demons, for some UI inspiration from her Twine/Sugarcube 2 Template (especially for the button CSS!)

And of course, thank you so much to Alby for helping with editing, coding, and helping me with advice! AtH couldn't have asked for a better guardian spirit ;)

All images came from Unsplash and were found by Alby. Banner and game cover made on Canva.

Check out the game here: GAME!

#among the haunted #ath #interactive fiction #interactive game #twine game #halloween #halloween games #happy halloween #spooktober

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nahoney22 · 9 months

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hey, honey! congratulations on 3000! you deserve it and so much more for your incredible work. could i possibly request fox with gn!reader and the prompt “why are you really here? to mock me? to... make me hate you more?” “no. none of that. i came to be a friend, because it really looks like you need one right now.” ? thank you, and i love you 3000 (lmao i think i'm hilarious)

3000 Prompt List Celebration

Commander Fox X GN!Reader

word count: 1.8k

SFW

Prompt:

“Why are you really here? To mock me? To make me hate you more?” • “No, none of that I came to be a friend, because it really looks like you need one right now.”

warnings: Gender Neutral reader, platonic or romantic relationship reader can decide. Slight angst. Reader stressed with Job and Fox being a difficult man but redeems himself.

authors note: so sorry for the wait. Enjoy. Love you 3000 💕

Working for the Coruscant Guard had been a dream come true for you personally, but the reality of the job proved far more grueling than expected. The constant barrage of files and responsibilities heaped upon your shoulders was enough to exhaust even the most resilient individuals.

Though despite the demanding workload, there were silver linings.

You managed to form friendships with some of the Corrie guards during your shifts. Surprisingly to you, they managed to keep their tempers in check, resisting the urge to smack a certain Supreme Chancellor who often pushed their limits.

And during the rare moments of respite when the workload lightened, you quite enjoyed your time being stuck in an office with a bunch of rowdy clones. Which is quite funny seeing as they’re meant to be the strictest of the lot.

However, such peaceful and carefree moments were interrupted by a certain Commander. When he entered the room it felt like life was sucked out of it.

For reasons unbeknownst to you, Commander Fox seemed determined to keep a watchful eye on your every move. He persisted in requesting double-checks of your work, even when you were confident of its accuracy. It felt as though he was intentionally trying to catch you off guard and embarrass you.

Nonetheless, you refused to fall to his tactics.

Inevitably, a day arrived when the mounting pressure became too much, and Commander Fox seemed to have the upper hand. Weariness weighed heavily upon you as you mustered the energy to address him once more. "Commander, I assure you, everything has been thoroughly checked and is accurate," you stated with a hint of frustration and a suppressed yawn. The lack of sleep over the past week was taking its toll on you.

Fox's piercing gaze intensified behind his visor as he swiped his finger slowly through the files, creating an almost agonising atmosphere. A nervous knot now formed in your stomach, sensing that something was wrong with doubt beginning to gnaw at you.

"I... I believe so," you replied, attempting to sound confident, but your wavering voice betrayed your uncertainty. The room that was once filled with silent chatter fell into a now hushed silence as the clones you worked alongside subtly tuned in.

Fox's chuckle, laced with a hint of mockery, only added to your growing unease. He seemed to relish the moment as he posed the pivotal question, "Then please tell me the date you had added to all these files?"

You took a steadying breath, trying to maintain composure. "Today's date," you answered firmly, as it was the truth.

Though you couldn't see his expression hidden behind the distinctive red helmet, you had a gut feeling that he was smirking. He handed the files back to you, and for a moment, he said nothing. The silence in the room was palpable, and everyone's attention was fixated on the exchange.

Then, in a commanding voice that reverberated through the room, Fox broke the silence. "Perhaps you should now triple-check the work you submit."

The weight of his words hung heavily in the air. You fought to remain composed, but beneath the façade, your nerves were fraying. Fox walked away, hands clasped behind his back and you could sense the watchful eyes of your fellow clones.

As soon as you realised your mistake, a sinking feeling washed over you, and frustration mixed with embarrassment began to build inside. All those files, painstakingly worked on, were now marred by a glaring error of you signing the wrong date. You couldn’t help but feel defeated.

The mounting tension in the room weighed heavily on everyone present as you finally snapped, unable to hold back your emotions any longer. "Do you have a problem with me?"

Gasps and sputtering sounds of someone spitting their caf everywhere echoed throughout the room as the unexpected outburst startled your colleagues. Their eyes darted between you and Commander Fox, unsure of how the situation would unfold. Fox, though surprised by the confrontation, halted in his tracks.

He turned around to face you, and you met his gaze through his visor with a glare that could pierce beskar. The tension grew even thicker, but to your surprise, Fox's response was not the belittling or combative reaction you had anticipated.

"Do your job properly, and then we won't have a problem," he retorted sternly, maintaining his composure. His words cut deep, but they were not entirely unjustified. You knew that he had high expectations for the members of the Coruscant Guard, and your error had obviously fallen short of those standards.

His next words, however, were what stung the most. "I expect you to stay here after your shift and correct all 700 reports you did wrong." And with that, he left.

You were in for a long night.

As your weary eyes struggled to remain open, you lost count of the files and reports you corrected during the hours that stretched far beyond the end of your shift. The weight of exhaustion bore down on you, and despite your best efforts to stay awake, sleep finally overpowered you. Your head fell onto your arms, the makeshift pillow offering a moment of rest.

You had no idea how long you had dozed off but the rustling sound nearby gradually pulled you back to consciousness.

Blinking your eyes open, you were met with the sight of a pair of gloved hands adorned with red armor along the arm. A very familiar colour. It took a moment for your drowsy mind to register who was sitting beside you, but when recognition struck, it felt like someone shot a cannonball to your head.

"W-what are you doing here?" you stammered, quickly sitting up and attempting to arrange the scattered files neatly, hoping to convey that you had not just been sleeping on the job. Yet, glancing at the time on one of the control panels, you realised with a sinking feeling that you had managed to nap for at least an hour.

The figure beside you, none other than Fox himself, remained impassive behind his helmet, his expression unreadable to you. He had caught you at a vulnerable moment, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of embarrassment.

Before you could utter any further explanation or apologise for your unintentional nap, Fox finally spoke in his usual stern tone. "I came to see your progress," he said simply, giving no indication of whether he was displeased or approving of what he had observed.

You straighten your posture, trying to shake off the residual fatigue and regain your composure. "I've been working to correct the mistakes.” You attempt to inform him but he says nothing.

As you both continued working in an oddly comfortable silence, the initial shock of finding Commander Fox assisting you in correcting the files lingered in the back of your mind. He seemed entirely engrossed in the task at hand, efficiently working through the documents you had messed up, and you couldn't help but wonder why he hadn't woken you. Moreover, the sight of the multiple cups of caf nearby suggested that he had been there for quite some time.

After a few minutes passed, your curiosity got the better of you, and you mustered the courage to break the silence. "Why are you really here? To mock me? To make me… hate you more?"

Fox paused momentarily, sitting up straight and finally turning his head to look at you. The visor of his helmet was still impassive, but there was a sense of sincerity in his response that caught you off guard. "I'm here because I really enjoy filling out files," he said flatly.

Though, he actually was offering a hint of humor, it didn't seem to elicit the response he might have hoped for.

He sighed, and for a brief moment, you wished you could see his face to gauge his expression better. "No, none of that. I came to be a friend, because it really looks like you need one right now," he admitted candidly.

The unexpected exchange between you and Commander Fox revealed a side of him that you hadn't anticipated. While you initially wanted to dismiss his offer of friendship, you couldn't deny that his actions spoke louder than his strict demeanor. He had shown a level of kindness and consideration you hadn't seen before, and it made you reassess your perceptions of him.

"I was not aware that you hated me. This kind of information should be passed on so we can move you to an environment you are more comfortable in," he mentioned, sounding genuinely surprised. You realized that perhaps you had been too quick to assume hostility in his actions without fully understanding his intentions.

"Okay, maybe hate wasn't the right word to use, Commander, but I just always feel like you're harder on me than others," you admitted, acknowledging that your feelings might have influenced your perception of him.

Fox turned to face you fully, and the swiveling chair made a soft sound as he did so. "Naturally, I have to be strict with beginners. It’s how I was treated when I first started out. However, I can now see that the workload has had an impact on your sleep," he explained, offering an understanding perspective.

You felt a bit embarrassed by your moment of vulnerability but appreciated his attempt at openness. "I'm so sorry for falling asleep," you apologised, still feeling a sense of responsibility for your earlier mistake.

He waved away your apology, putting you at ease. "No need. I would have woken you if someone of high importance was to enter. Also, don't think I haven't nodded off once or twice while working," he admitted with a hint of humor, surprising you with his forthrightness.

Your smile grew, and you felt an actual change between you both. "Really? Ever got caught?" you inquired.

"Of course not," he chuckled, his amusement infectious. He then tapped his helmet lightly, explaining, "That's why I wear this. It scares some of the shinies when they show up here, though. They just think I'm glaring at them nonstop when I'm actually catching up on some lost sleep."

You chuckled at the image, realising that even the seemingly unyielding Commander Fox had his moments of vulnerability. "You don't sleep much?" you asked, looking back at the multiple cups of caf by his side.

"Can't you tell?"

The two of you continued with this surprisingly good small talk and it comes to no surprise to you that some of his brothers had offloaded their work unbeknownst to you onto you.

You could definitely feel the tension between you both fade as you continued in through the night and you couldn’t help but feel like a bond was formed when he gently pushed a cup of caf in your direction.

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#commander fox x you #commander fox x reader #Corrie guard #nahoney22 writes #fox x you #fox x reader

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bearhugsandshrugs · 6 months

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BG3 Kinktober Recap

Phew. Kinktober 2023 for Baldur's Gate 3 is nearly over and I wanted to share some stats!

75 prompts were submitted

31 participants joined

61 works were created

over 221,000 words were written

This was the first time I ever ran any kind of challenge and I'm absolutely blown away by what we created here. Thank you so much to everyone who participated, whether by prompts or fills (or both), I appreciate you all so much.

Anyone seeing this for the first time: Please go check out the amazing works that were created this month!!!

Note: the public stats on the Collection are different from what I can see on the backend (at least for the number of people who signed up, but here I'm not sure if this is prompt givers vs. writers).

I'm adding some reflections on the Challenge under the cut and am inviting anyone who participated to share theirs as well! Please tag/reblog if you do, would love to see your thoughts.

First, the set up: Setting up this promptmeme challenge and collection on AO3 wasn't great. I don't think it was very intuitive, so it took me a good 2 hours to figure it out, with some tweaking here and there afterwards. But don't be discouraged! Once you know what to do it's alright. Feel free to message me with questions if anyone wants to run a similar challenge on AO3.

Some notes: I could have included an email but that would have been public and I wasn't really sure if I wanted that. I could have added mods to this challenge and probably should have, because my idea to check every submittal crumbled on Day 2 lol.

Overall people kept submitting prompts after prompts, especially after brainstorming sessions on discord servers, which I guess is the nature of this. I initally added several free forms and prompts to kick it off, but quickly there were more prompts than people available to claim, which is the nature of such challenges I guess. Many things were also submitted several times because people wouldn't check past prompts. I could have moderated this better but didn't have enough time, tbh.

Most fills were created in the first half of the month. There are still 28 unfilled claims that I don't expect to get filled, which is okay (I also had to drop a few claims because I overestimated my ability to fill them). Generally, for AO3, this is not ideal: since it's AO3 personally I felt more obligated to write fics, rather than drabbles, and of course that takes so much more time than drabbling short ficlets. Wish I would have specified this differently in the beginning.

Some personal thoughts from my poor writer brain:

I am such an insecure weak ass person, lol. I felt obligated to a fault to fill everything I claimed, dropped several prompts far too late, and completely soured my joy in writing smut in the process. I think I wrote too many fills in too short a time frame. I didn't enjoy the challenge as much as I could have as a result. This isn't on anyone in particular other than me, but I thought I would share in case anyone else struggled. Instead of claiming things I knew I could write well I constantly took prompts that were challenging (too challenging at times), including characters I rarely write or scenarios I wasn't particularly able to craft well (I know people enjoyed my fics but I guess I could have done better work with less pressure). I'm not sure why I did this. I think the prompts were just so great that the idea of filling sounded easier to me than actually doing the work LOL. I don't regret it, to be clear. I simply could have been better at going at this.

Promoting this was also something I should have done more, but my blog isn't really big (and that's fine) and to this day I keep forgetting adding my tumblr/discord underneath the AO3 fics I publish.

I really should not have worked on two series while doing Kinktober. It was distracting, in all directions. I still hope I did the fills, Keeping Score and Til Death justice. I love all my fic children equally.

So, what's next?

I know there's a huge demand for promptmeme challenges and people really want to send in prompts and places to fill. At the same time consistently checking prompts (and fills) to see if something is included that doesn't align with my values feels very intimidating, at least for me alone (I've been in fandoms for almost two decades, I know that at some point, something horrible will pop up in prompts or fills. I've seen it before, and it would anger me to no end if I would miss, say, a transphobic prompt or fill in my collection).

If anyone has ideas/suggestions/thoughts on that, please let me know.

As always, my DMs and Asks are open to chat!

Thank you again to everyone who participated. You're rockstars.

– Em

#bg3 kinktober 2023 #bg3 smut #my writing #kinktober 2023

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omegaharryfest · 1 year

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Massive thank you to everyone that participated in this round! Whether you submitted a prompt, wrote a fic, or read and reblogged our stories, this has been an incredible time thanks to all of you.

You can find every fic submitted for the fest below the cut. Happy reading! Remember to leave kudos and comments to our talented writers.

See you for Round III!

✧ and i would search the night sky to find you by devilinmybrain / @thedevilinmybrain

Harry Styles is a high class, well-bred Omega attending Bosworth Academy - a prestigious boarding school looking over the small town on Kinsey. He has his whole life already planned for him, learning his place as the potential mate for an important Alpha, practicing his home making skills, and be obedient above all else.

When he attends a school trip into town though, he meets Louis Tomlinson - a blacksmith and mouthy Alpha who doesn't particularly care for the standards of high society nor for the people in it. But things are not always what they seem and a past grievance may change the lives of everyone involved forever.

✧ Nest To You by Neondiamond / @neondiamond

Everybody knows it’s in an Omega’s nature to nest, and Harry is no different. From the very first nest he builds to comfort himself when feeling homesick to the nest he one day brings his new pups home to, his Alpha Louis is there to witness it all.

Or: Ten different nests Harry builds throughout his relationship with Louis.

✧ there's no pleasure in this resisting (so go ahead and kiss me) by etherealbliss / @givesuethemoon

“No, Harry, you don’t get it. Like, I can hear you.”

When he notices Harry’s disbelieving expression, Louis takes a shuddering breath before continuing. “I don't know how else to explain it. I can hear every breath you take, every song you sing along to, every sweet thing you mumble when no one is around, every sigh, every gasp, every moan…” Louis rubs his eyes with the palms of his hands. “It’s like my senses are heightened to the max, but only when it comes to you.”

Louis stares up at him, eyes imploring, like he’s begging Harry to understand. “I can’t fucking sleep, because all I can think about, all I can focus on… is you.” He looks away, scoffing as he shakes his head, “And I don’t even know you.”

When Louis, a gorgeous alpha, moves into the flat next door, Harry's attention is immediately piqued. However, after a misplaced noise complaint and a series of interactions with the man that inspire a litany of fantasies, Harry soon realizes his attraction goes far deeper than he had initially assumed.

✧ flood it (like a tidal wave) by abaddxns / @momrryrights

After a revealing night out, Harry finds himself uncharacteristically transfixed with a particular bedroom activity he has yet to try out himself. Unfortunately, he's not having very much luck doing it on his own.

Fortunately for him, though, Louis is willing to help with that.

✧ I Can Be Your Fantasy by ShatteredGlassHouse / @larryislove

Harry was struggling, but the last thing he wanted to do was be a burden on his friends. Being the only omega in a group of alphas and a beta, he felt he had to prove that he was an independent omega who didn't need help. When his job at a coffeehouse wasn't helping his bills, he turned to a strip club. Luckily it was only for the bar, but when a dancer calls in sick, Nick is in a panic and asks Harry to fill in. He wasn't the best in heels, but what was the worse that could happen?

Or the one where Harry works at a strip club to pay his bills, which he hides from his friends. The secret gets exposed when Louis Tomlinson, his crush and best friend, is in the audience, watching him.

✧ sister of the moon by finelinegynandromorph / @finelinegynandromorph

harry's new to the whole werewolf thing and her new alpha louis is more than happy to help her figure things out!

✧ Every heart but mine by rainblou / @alphalouis

In the years leading up to his presentation, Harry hoped that his soulmark would appear, that his soulmate would present first and Harry would have irrevocable proof that his other half was out there, waiting for him.

Years later, he's given up on waiting and with a heat coming up, his eyes are set on Louis Tomlinson to help him through it.

✧ You’re so sweet (let me sweep you off your feet) by Crashing_Shadows / @shadowscomefromthepain

Harry had a rough life up until Zayn Malik

✧ in a land of gods and monsters i was an angel (looking to be fucked hard) by ineverateakiwi / @ineverateakiwi

"Harry could feel the man across the street staring at him for the past twenty minutes. He was inside a white van and a bit far from the light pole so only a part of his face was visible from afar. He wasn’t old as Harry expected him to be – men with vans were usually grandpas looking for some adventure. Not this one, though."

Harry is a prostitute getting ready to meet a new client when Louis comes crashing and, quite literally, saves his life.

A Pretty Woman inspired fanfic with an exciting twist.

✧ wish that you would hold me (or just say that you're mine) by chamomileharry / @chamomileharry

Louis’ thoughts were interrupted suddenly from the loud noise the white racket made as it hit the green concrete. There was silence only for a few moments before the omega in the little green tennis stomped his white shoes on the ground and began to rant. The alpha only caught the first bit, something about how useless everyone was before he was getting up from his seat.

The beta from before was quick to rush to Louis’ side and smiled politely. “Is there anything I can offer you, Mr. Tomlinson?” He asked though the alpha only waved him away.

“I’ve seen enough.” Louis threw over his shoulder as he walked away, cutting off the sounds of the little prince’s yells once he closed the balcony door and left the country club.

✧ i couldn’t want you anymore by landh28 / @landh28

“Harry leaned his elbows onto the table, focusing in on the details of Louis' face. He watched as Louis blazer stretched tight over his upper arms as he pointed dishes out on the menu and the way the skin around his eyes crinkled as he smiled politely. He honestly couldn't believe how he could have gotten so lucky. He had scored this beautiful, gentle and sweet smelling alpha and he couldn't help the way his omega preened at the thought of keeping Louis forever.”

Or five times Harry should have told Louis and the one time he does.

✧ Court Wine by enchantedlandcoffee, red_PANdaaa28 / @enchantedlandcoffee, @red-pandaaa

Accept. Harry had laid out accept. Louis felt like his cheeks were hurting, he was smiling so hard.

Asking to court someone wasn’t as common anymore and these days it basically was just a fancy way of asking someone to date them but Louis had always liked the idea and practice of traditional courting.

Giving his Omega little gifts and tokens of affection, finally getting to scent them properly and maybe even offering clothes to be added to the Omega’s nest.

Harry accepting was worth the world to Louis and he couldn’t wait to get to show his best friend, his Omega, how much exactly he meant to him.

after a misunderstanding during a scrabble game, Alpha Louis starts courting Omega Harry without the latter being aware of it.

✧ can't keep my hands to myself by DaddyAlphaLouisBabyOmegaHarry / @bottomhaztoplou

Harry and Louis try something new in bed.

#round II #round II fics #roundup #round II roundup

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THE LAST DAY TO POST FOR ROUND 1 OF THE WINTERIRON BINGO IS DECEMBER 16TH AT 11:59PM EST!

Furthermore, the rest of the schedule is as follows:

DEC. 16TH - Round 1 Ends

DEC. 20TH - AO3, Badges, Masterpost Deadline

These dates should reflect what is shown on our tumblr page. If there are any discrepancies, please let us know!

By December 20th, you must have submitted your works to our AO3 collection, submitted all relevant badge forms, and posted a Masterpost. (The Masterpost is optional.)

Please have your Masterpost reflect the following format:

Square (ex: B1): Prompt, Work Title (linked), Rating

List your fills in your masterpost and be sure to tag us so we can reblog!

Thank you SO much to everyone who has participated this year. We are so excited to...potentially see you in the New Year. 😉

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#bingowinteriron #bingowinteriron2023 #winteriron #ironwinter #starkbucks #tony x bucky #bucky x tony #tonybucky #buckytony #announcement #marvel event #tony stark #bucky barnes #iron man #winter soldier #white wolf

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hello everyone!! i wanted to give a huge THANK YOU for joining us in celebrating the rare pairs of Spy x Family! to everyone who submitted and to all who have read or shared or commented, thank you so so much!!! this last week and everything leading up to it has been so filled with excitement and anticipation it's hard to believe it's already over.

i'm so so proud of our little community and how many works we've received! as of typing this there are 25 total fanfic submissions (23 works on the AO3 collection (+1 including chapters for each prompt) +1 submitted on tumblr), 9 pieces of fanart, 1 gifset, and 3 headcanons for a total of 38 submissions!!! it's been an incredible turnout, please give yourselves a pat on the back!!

we've reblogged all the submissions we've found, so if yours hasn't been shared yet, please shoot us a dm/ask either here or on @sxf-rarepairs or @ this account so we can reblog it!!

REMEMBER!! even though the Rare Pair Week itself is over, late submissions are always welcome! as they say, rare pair week may be over, but our love for them goes all year long uwu i have a fanfiction or two i'm planning on finishing and submitting myself, so please don't hesitate! this was so much fun that we at the Spy x Family Rare Pairs discord are already planning more events, so please stay tuned!! if you love rare pairs or even if you just have one you ship ironically (for now), we'd love to have you! there's plenty of seats here at the brainrot circus 💜🎪

once again, THANK YOU SO MUCH for making this week a success!! <333 if you'd like to see more charts and statistics, there will be some based on this year's rare pair week below the cut!

hello, welcome to under the read more, because it was already getting quite long!!!

first off, i know i said the number of submission types we received before, but here it is in pie chart form! it's easier to visualize it this way and i think it's fun nwn

plus i made a chart for the totals of submissions each ship got! loid x franky was the most popular, with a whopping 7 pieces!! and there are, of course, plenty of singular works for other rarer pairs (9, to be exact! that's like half the total number of ships!!) i think i had more ideas for other charts and statistics but they have unfortunately fell out of my head in the span of time between starting to write this and actually making the graphs and posting it 😔 so if y'all have any ideas or further questions about this year's week, feel free to send them over!!

if you've read this far, thank you again!!! hope to see y'all in future events! 💜

#spy x family #sxf rare pair week 2024 #sxf rare pair week #sxf rare pair #sxf #sxfrpw2024 #spy x family rare pair week #spy x family rarepair week #i'm a lil bit really late but yknow #i haven't made charts like this in years so it took me some time actually lmao #but i really wanted them!#also thank u icb for providing me with the phrase brain rot circus in reference to the server (specifically our brand of yuriloid brainrot)#i want to use it all the time now #from aster

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hi, I love the way you write dewey finn so much!! may I request #18 from prompt list 2 and/or “you are terrible at this.” from prompt list 3 for him please?

close enough to touch

Pairing: Dewey Finn x Reader

Inspiration: #18 (“it’s okay, i couldn’t sleep anyways.”) from Prompt List 2 and #36 (“you are terrible at this.”) from Prompt List 3, requested by anon

Warnings: Awkward flirting, fluff

Word Count: 2,370

Author’s Note: Sorry this took so long, anon! I was really struggling with this one but I hope you like it! I’ve been meaning to write some post-School of Rock Dewey, and if people like this I wouldn’t mind doing another teacher!Reader one shot. So please let me know if this is something y’all like in the comments and reblogs! Also, check out my Masterlist, Prompt Lists, and About Me page, and submit an ask! It might take me a little bit longer with some requests but I promise to always make those my priority. I’m also working on my Beetlejuice series (to fill the void of course) so hopefully there will be more chapters of that coming soon. Thanks to everyone who’s supported my writing so far and enjoy!

“Don’t look now, but he’s staring at you again.”

“Who?”

“The music tutor.”

You decided to not look up from your coffee mug, the creamer you had just poured swirling slowly. It was the end of your second week at Horace Green, and Mrs. White had quickly taken you under her wing.

The teacher’s lounge was buzzing with activity, since the second Friday of every month meant free pastries from the local artisanal bakery. Apparently incentivizing the molders of young minds with sugar and fat never failed.

You placed an almond croissant on your plate, trying your best to stay discreet, “What’s his name again? Danny?”

Mrs. White laughed lightly, “Dewey,” she said with the smallest hint of disdain, “He’s the one I was telling you about last week. The one who impersonated a substitute last semester.”

Your jaw fell open slightly, and you decided to get another look of this guy. Turning from the spread of baked goods, your eyes wandered over to the other side of the room, where you saw the culprit averting his gaze from your direction.

He was, in a word, unkempt. His clothes were mismatched and ill-fitting; the button-down shirt hiding under his loud sweater vest was about half a size too large, and his dark jeans looked half a size too small. Most of the male teachers at Horace Green typically wore sport jackets and khakis, or at least a tie. Clearly Dewey didn’t get the memo.

His hair was also rumpled, dark brown and wavy and spurting in all different directions. You guessed he had rolled out of bed without running a brush through that mess, let alone even looked in the mirror.

You also noticed a significant amount of stubble growing on his round face, finishing off the whole scruffy vibe he had clearly committed to. He was almost…cute. His eyes were the same color as your coffee, deep brown with a touch of lightness.

“Not to state the obvious, but isn’t that a crime?” you murmured, trying to be discreet as you gossiped with your co-worker.

She answered with an eyeroll. “Of course it is,” she said, taking a sip of her coffee. She took it black, two sugars. “But Rosalie—Ms. Mullins—decided to not press charges and hired him instead. Caused quite an uproar, but the students love him, so…”

You peered at him again curiously. Dewey was had just finished scribbling something in his notebook, breathing a heavy sigh as he slouched back into the plastic chair.

“I wouldn’t get involved if I were you,” Mrs. White warned, clearly noticing your interest in him, “From what I’ve heard, he’s nothing but trouble.”

You nodded. “Believe me,” you lied, “I know when to stay away.”

~oOo~

A sigh of relief left your chest the second the final bell rang at 3:15 that day. Teaching 10 and 11-year-olds how to structure essays all day really drained you, no matter how polite and well-behaved they were.

You gathered your belongings quickly and were walking briskly to your car when you heard your name being called behind you. You turned to see Dewey, and you couldn’t help but raise your eyebrows. He was carrying what looked like stacks of sheet music.

One misstep and he’d be picking up papers until sundown.

“Uh, hi,” he said as he caught up to you, the cold January air making his breath visible. He attempted to extend his arm for a handshake, but retracted when the heaps of music in his one arm began to falter. “I’m uh, I’m Dewey. Or ‘Mr. Finn’ as the kids say, but you can call me Dewey.”

Looking at him more closely, you decided he was even cuter than you first thought. With Mrs. White’s warning ringing in your ear, a part of you wanted to turn the other way, tell him you were in a hurry to get home, make up some excuse to not get involved.

But it was clear he was interested in you, and you’d be lying if you weren’t at least a little intrigued. And besides, it’d be rude to not at least introduce yourself, right?

“Hi, Dewey,” you parroted, giving him another once over. “I see you already know my name.” He was already flushed from the cold, but his cheeks turned a darker shade of pink.

He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “Right, well, I got it from the staff directory. Just…wanted to introduce myself. I teach the kids music after school most days.”

“I know who you are,” the statement came out colder than you intended, “I did see you this morning, do you make a habit of hanging out in the teacher’s lounge?”

He gulped. “No,” he answered, “No, I just…I had a meeting with Rosalie this morning about the spring concert.”

Pure enough excuse. However, Mrs. White had also let it slip that he and Ms. Mullins apparently had a fling a few months prior, which only intrigued you more. What was so special about this guy that he could avoid a criminal trial for identity theft and date his boss in one fell swoop?

“I see,” you said coyly, trying to scrutinize him without being too obvious, “And are you and Rosalie…close?” If Dewey’s face was pink before, it had now turned to an embarrassing shade of scarlet.

“Oh, um, no,” he said, clearly flustered. “Nope. She’s a great…lady. And really cares about the kids. But…no. Not very close.” You nodded, completely unconvinced. You didn’t want to believe the gossip, but with a response like that, how could you not at least consider that it could be true?

Dewey shifted his weight from one foot to the other, his grip tightening on the sheet music. “We kissed,” he blurted, exhaling heavily, “Like, twice. She’s great but…I’m single. Very single.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at his honesty. It was oddly refreshing. “Should I be taking that as some kind of hint?” you flirted, smiling softly. You couldn’t care less that your nose and fingertips were growing red from the cold.

“Only if you want,” he said, a shy smile dancing on his lips. Panic overtook his features only seconds later. “I mean, shit, not to be too forward or anything—”

“You know, you are terrible at this,” you said, cutting him off. Dewey flashed an embarrassed grin, letting out another breathy laugh, “How about I just give you my number and we just go from there?”

The two of you quickly exchanged digits and walked to your respective cars separately, unknowingly sharing excited smiles that lasted all the way home.

~oOo~

A few weeks later, you found yourself sticking up flyers for the School of Rock’s annual midwinter concert after the final bell had rung. Dewey had somehow roped you into posting the brightly colored papers on every corkboard, chalkboard, and section of blank wall space in the school.

“I thought you’d be headed home by now,” you heard Mrs. White call from down the hall. You jumped slightly, the haughty timbre in her voice surprising you.

Plastering on your most innocent smile, you turned to face your colleague. “I will be soon,” your voice was dripping with saccharine sweetness, “Just hanging these flyers and then I’m home free.”

She quirked an eyebrow, “Any big weekend plans?” You shook your head, turning back to the wall where you stuck up another flyer. You hoped she would just walk past and be none the wiser.

Mrs. White approached you, skeptical. You were friends, sure, but she was old enough and smart enough to know when someone was hiding something.

And unfortunately for you, as soon as she caught a glimpse of exactly which flyers you were hanging up, it all clicked.

“I thought I made it very clear that Mr. Finn was nothing but trouble,” she said, sounding eerily like a disapproving mother. Despite your heartrate increasing rapidly, you remained calm.

An incredulous scoff left your lips as you placed your free hand on your chest, “Mrs. White,” she rolled her eyes at you using her surname, “I was simply assisting another educator in promoting a fundraiser for this school that seeks to promote the arts and enrich our students’ lives.”

“Did you rehearse that?”

“A little. But I mean it, Mr. Finn has been nothing but professional. We’ve barely even spoken outside of planning the concert.”

That was a lie, of course. The truth was, ever since you and Dewey had exchanged information, you had texted and called and even met up a few times outside of school. Of course, they couldn’t exactly be called dates—at least that’s what you told yourself.

He seemed nervous around you at first, sure, but as soon as you got to know him, that faded away and you were left with a carefree, albeit scatterbrained work buddy. And despite the occasional flirt, it was clear that he wasn’t as interested in you as you first thought.

Which only crushed you the tiniest bit.

Mrs. White glanced at the colorful flyer again, her eyes narrowing suspiciously, “Well, of course I’ll be there to support our students’ artistic endeavors,” she said, a small smirk on her lips, “But don’t think I still don’t have my eye on you.”

You could tell she wasn’t being completely serious, but a small shiver of fear still wracked your spine as she walked towards the exit, the click clack of her pumps echoing on the linoleum tile.

You called goodbye sweetly, playing your role as nothing more than a helpful new teacher who was just excited about music education. Stapling up the last piece of paper onto a mostly bare bulletin board, you couldn’t help but overhear the noise of excited chatter coming from the music room down the hall.

The door was closed, but you managed to sneak a peek through the tiny window to see Dewey chatting with the bassist, who was about the same size as her as instrument. You felt a grin creeping onto your face.

Dewey’s passion for music came out the most when teaching the kids; even after watching him play a gig at the Roadhouse, you never saw his eyes light up more than when he was in that practice room.

You turned away and took a few steps toward the exit when you heard the door creak open, the chatter growing louder before muffling again. “Are you spying on me or something? You’re already getting into the concert for free, ya know.”

Dewey’s voice was more hoarse than usual, the gruffness making your stomach flip. “Not spying,” you teased, glancing over at the bulletin board, “Just doing your job for you.”

He clutched his heart dramatically, “You wound me,” he smirked, “But seriously, thanks for doing this. Hopefully we can drum up some more buzz.” You waved off his praise.

“No trouble. Consider us even since you had to suffer through listening to me babble on for way too long last night.” You two had made a habit of call each other late at night, which only confused your feelings even further. Your brain couldn’t decide if you were just co-workers, friends, or something more.

Apparently, Dewey couldn’t decide either.

“It’s okay,” he replied, running a hand through his messy waves, “I couldn’t sleep anyways.” He bared a toothy smile, wiping his palms on his dark jeans. His casual remark was innocent enough but still found a way to make your heart ache.

You decided the best course of action was to turn the attention away from yourself. “Well, I’m sure you won’t have any trouble with attendance,” you said, referencing the brightly colored flyer again, “From what I hear your kids are incredible.”

He beamed like a proud parent. “Yeah, yeah they are,” he said, “And thank you for spreading the word. Some teachers around here still aren’t too keen on me, after, well…everything.”

You felt yourself frown, your mind flashing to Mrs. White’s warnings. From what you could see, everyone had misjudged Dewey. He was kind, passionate, albeit far less put together than the other Horace Green staff, but he loved teaching and he loved those kids.

Wasn’t that enough to take a chance on?

“Hey,” you said, breaking the silence, “What are you doing tonight?”

“Well, I did have big plans with my couch and a shitty movie, but—”

“You and me. Tonight. Roadhouse.”

“Okay?” he laughed, taken aback by your abruptness.

“And this is a real date, Finn,” you added. “No take backs.” A look of panic flashed across his face, and for a split second you wondered if you had made a terrible miscalculation. But how could you not take matters into your own hands after his weeks of mixed signals?

Before you could open your mouth to apologize profusely for stepping way over that friendship line, Dewey grabbed your arm lightly, pulling the two of you around the corner and away from the only occupied classroom on a Friday afternoon.

And he kissed you.

Softly at first, so gently that you felt yourself melting into the cold painted cinderblock wall as he grabbed your waist. Prep schools weren’t designed to be the most romantic of places, but perhaps that was for the best.

Nevertheless, you let your eyes flutter shut as your lips molded to Dewey’s, your breath hitching in your throat. After a few seconds he pulled away, a shocked look on his face that surely mirrored yours.

“Sorry,” he muttered, a smirk creeping its way onto his mouth, “Surprised myself with that little stunt, huh?” You nodded as he peeled himself away from you. You instinctively checked your surroundings, but you were alone.

“Dewey, are you insane—”

You wanted to be angry with him for risking both of your jobs, but the fluttering in your heart was overwhelming. One thing was for certain, there was no mistaking that signal.

“I just, I couldn’t wait until tonight,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, “But yes. I’ll see you tonight. No take backs.”

You smiled as he gave you a quick kiss on the cheek, and watched as he happily sprinted back to his students.

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thanks for reading! please like/comment/reblog if you enjoyed!

read part 2 here!

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VXLENTINE'S DAY 2024: Epilogue.

Thank you so so so much to everyone who created and shared and liked and reblogged and kudos’d and commented and spread the love for Vergil and Lady! I had such a blast reading your stories and seeing your art and interactions.

A masterlist of submitted fanworks will be available later today and will be kept up to date in case of late submissions up until March 14th.

An AO3 collection has been made which you are free and invited to join, but in no way required to be a part of if you’d rather not be featured there - I just think it is a very neat way to keep track of event related fanfiction :’) To join the collection, please edit your fanfiction and under "Associations" choose the collection "vxlentine" for your work to be added.

Suggestions for next year’s prompt can be submitted via inbox or by filling out the feedback form. You are free to suggest as many or as few prompts as you’d like until May 8th. Polling will start on May 15th and the chosen theme for VXLENTINE’S DAY 2025 will be announced on June 16th.

Thank you for making VXLENTINE'S DAY 2024 such a positive experience and fond memory to look back upon! It could not have been this awesome without you 💙

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Seasons of CaPri Fest Claiming is Open!

We are delighted to announce that claiming is now open for the second annual Seasons of CaPri Fest! The theme this year is Cycles and Circles. The full rules and FAQs can be found HERE. The full prompting list can be found HERE.

To claim your prompts, fill out the claiming form. You can find the link after the rules and guidelines below; please read and familiarize yourself with them!

Rules and Guidelines

1. You must be 18 or over to claim a prompt and create for this fest.

2. Claiming by proxy is allowed. If you are claiming by proxy please complete the form as if you are the participant.

3. You may claim a prompt someone else has submitted, or create for your own prompt.

4. You can list up to three prompts you would like to claim in order of preference, so we can assign you second or third choices in the event your first choice is no longer available. You are under no obligation to list more than one, however. Please claim using the Prompt ID number on the prompt spreadsheet, which is the same number as the row the prompt appears.

5. This is not a gift fest so you can do what you like with the prompt you claim! However, if you wish to gift it to the prompter, we do ask that you abide by any squicks/ special requests they may have.

6. Each prompt can be claimed three times. Once for FIC, once for ART, and once for OTHER FANWORKS (podfics, moodboards, etc).

7. You can sign up as a team, whether as collaborating authors, artists or author/artist etc. Please just include details of all collaborators in the sign up.

8. You may claim additional prompts when your first piece is completed. If you wish to claim additional prompts please submit your first piece before claiming a second.

9. The fest is not anonymous so please feel free to chat widely and freely about your creation!

10. We want this to be a low-pressure, easygoing fest, so please don’t hesitate to get in touch if you have any questions. We understand that life can sometimes get in the way, so if you need to drop out, just let us know as soon as possible!

Ready to start claiming? Here's the claiming form.

Thank you so much to everyone who has supported the fest so far; we can’t wait to celebrate the submissions with you all!

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elixirfromthestars · 10 months

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Hello everyone! 🤍 So my birthday is coming up soon (July 3rd) and it has also been a little over a year since I first posted on this blog. I wanted to find a nice little way to celebrate, so I decided to do a little birthday bingo!! (This was inspired by the 1K follower celebration @espinosaurusrexex hosted 💕 If you haven’t read her stuff you really should!! ❤️)

This birthday bingo consists of a bingo card that is filled with various prompts anyone can choose from and request a little scenario/drabble for any of the characters I write for. You are also welcome to request for an AU I’ve already written for such as Detective!Bucky, Duke!Bucky, or any other one!! 🤍🩵🤍

I know my blog is currently all Bucky, but here is a list of characters I write for: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Loki, Matt Murdock, & Peter Parker.

How to Participate:

Choose a prompt from the bingo card that hasn’t been taken yet and send me an ask with the prompt, the character, and any other details + additions you would like to add to the request!

I will keep the bingo card updated to let everyone know when a square is taken. And I will write/post the request in the order that it was submitted.

As soon as a bingo has been completed, the birthday bingo requests will be closed!!

Thank you to everyone who has shown me lots of love and support in my writing. It means so much!! 🥹💗 If you’ve ever Interacted with me or my writing in any way, thank you from the bottom of my heart!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

If this birthday bingo card inspires you to make your own or write something let me know!! Send me a message, tag me, etc. I would love to read and support it!! 🥰

birthday bingo masterlist 🩵

BIRTHDAY BINGO REQUESTS CLOSED 🥳💙

Current To Do Requests in Order:

“I’ll always choose you.” — Matt Murdock

Royal AU — Steve Rogers

Love Language — Peter Parker

Touch starved — Loki

Bodyguard au — Loki

“How about a kiss?” — Peter Parker

“Fine, keep acting like you hate me.” — Peter Parker

“Are you jealous of _____?” — Bucky Barnes

College au — Bucky Barnes

Taking care of the other when sick — Matt Murdock

Fake Dating + Enemies to Lovers — Bucky Barnes

“ I don’t forgive you.” — Bucky Barnes

Thank you to everyone that has been sending in requests!! 🤍 I’m so excited to start working on them 🥹✨

#birthday bingo #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #loki x reader #matt murdock x reader #peter parker x reader #writing bingo #writing challenge #marvel drabbles #mcu drabble #mcu fic

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HashiMada Week 2023 Prompt List

Sunday, July 9: Childhood Crush | Reunion | Old Age

Monday, July 10: Yokai | Festivals | Samurai

Tuesday, July 11: Mokuton | Healing | Sage

Wednesday, July 12: Love | Lust | Loss

Thursday July, 13: Sharingan | Katon | Rikkudo

Friday, July 14: Honeypot | Flowers | Sparring

Saturday July, 15: Swap AU | Free Day | “I didn’t know who else to turn to”

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HashiMada Week Merch

Thank you everyone for your support, it has been decided there’s enough interest that we will be making merch for HashiMada Week. More details and an entire FAQ will be coming soon but the simple details are as such:

You must participate in HashiMada Week in at least one day to be eligible for it.

It will be shipped both domestically (US) and internationally for free! Shipping costs were the biggest hurdle for everyone and we want to give back to the HashiMada community and celebrate our ship!

The form to fill out to get your merch will open the first day of HashiMada Week and stay open until the last late posting date.

We will showcase the merch on June 9th, our HashiMada Week sneak-peek day!

Vote in the poll to decide our merch type (March 20 - 27)

Fill out a merch artist application for your chance to design our merch and get your own copies! (March 20 - April 5)

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Who can submit work?

This is an open event so everyone can participate!

How do I submit work?

Tumblr: post/link work @ this blog (@hashimada-week) and tag it with #hashimadaweek2023

Twitter: @hashimadaweek and #hashimadaweek2023

Ao3 Collection: HashiMada Week 2023

What kind of work will be accepted?

Pretty much anything! Fanart, fics, edits, AMVs, headcanon/meta posts etc. As long as it follows our rules.

How literal with these prompts do I have to be?

Interpret them however you like, in whatever kind of AU/scenario, as long as it follows our rules. Make them all G-rated/E-rated, happy/tragic, fluffy/gory, or anything in-between!

Do you allow early/late posting?

Please do not post anything early, the mod will not be checking the tags until the start day of the event, with one exception.

On June 9th (a month before the event starts) we will have a sneak peek event. Tag any work with #hashimadaweek2023sneakpeek on Tumblr or Twitter and we’ll reblog it! (You can also @ us too on either platform.) Again, this is 100% optional and if you share a sneak peek, you are not obligated to finish/post the work for the event itself. This is just for fun!

Late posting will be allowed by two weeks until the end of July.

Check out our FAQs for more questions/answers.

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Rules

- No sexism, homophobia, racism, etc. in works.

- No bashing any characters.

- NSFW allowed, but follow Tumblr guidelines on-site (tag properly, read more breaks, cropped, etc. if it applies)

- Hashimada/Madahashi should be the focus of the work. One-sided dynamics are allowed, but Hashirama and Madara should still be the main focus. Otherwise no other ships with these characters and no OT3 with them for this event. Other background ships allowed.

Not allowed: underаge, rаpe/non-cоn/dub-cоn, incеst, A/B/О AUs, works (esp sexual NFSW) featuring degradаtion/аbuse in the pairing

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Please ask or dm if you have any questions!

Mod: @mira–mira

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#hashimada #madahashi #madara uchiha #hashirama senju #senju hashirama #uchiha madara #madara #hashirama #madara x hashirama #hashirama x madara #prompts

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soumako-week · 7 months

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Soumako Week '23: The Ultimate List of Submissions!

@soumako-week may have come to and end, but we are very happy and grateful for the response to the event and for all the support. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE LOVE! 🥰💕 Seeing as the soumako fandom is clearly still alive and kicking, we'd like to take this opportunity to encourage everyone to keep following our account. Who knows, it may be repurposed as a soumako-event hub in the future. 😉

To make all of the (36 37!! 😮) amazing works that were submitted over the last couple of days more easily accessible, we've lovingly collected all of their links for you below!

💚 Day #1 (College & Missing Scenes) 💚

✔️ College, a fanfic by DarkPhoenixsQuill

✔️ College, a fanfic by @ladyodaskonpeito

✔️ Untitled, artwork by @haikalikkart

✔️ Voids to be filled, a playlist by @sweetheavenfics [=> also on Twitter]

🖤 Day #2 (Physical Therapy & Secret Crush) 🖤

✔️ Naughty & Informative, a collage by JoshKel87270504

✔️ On Thursdays, we pine, a fanfic by @bananacanwrites [=> also on Twitter & AO3]

✔️ Physical Therapy, a fanfic by DarkPhoenixsQuill

✔️ Physical Therapy, a fanfic by @ladyodaskonpeito

✔️ Reading the signs, a fanfic by @sweetheavenfics [=> also on Twitter & AO3]

✔️ “Secret” crush, artwork by @haikalikkart [=> also on Twitter]

💚 Day #3 (Games & Missed Chances) 💚

✔️ Again, you, a fanfic by @bananacanwrites [=> also on Twitter & AO3]

✔️ Games, artwork by @haikalikkart [=> also on Twitter]

✔️ Missed Chances, a fanfic by DarkPhoenixsQuill

✔️ Missed Chances, a fanfic by @ladyodaskonpeito

🖤 Day #4 (Happy Birthday, Sousuke!) 🖤

✔️ Happy birthday, Sousuke!, a fanfic by @ladyodaskonpeito

✔️ Happy (belated) birthday to Sousuke, artwork by @bringmemyqueen [=> also on Twitter]

✔️ Hbd babe, artwork by @bananacanwrites [=> also on Twitter]

✔️ Soosk day, artwork by @iskabee

✔️ Sousuke’s Birthday, a fanfic by DarkPhoenixsQuill

✔️ The one where Makoto bakes a cake, a fanfic by @sweetheavenfics [=> also on Twitter & AO3]

💚 Day #5 (Alternate Universe & Roommates) 💚

✔️ Alternate Universe, a fanfic by @ladyodaskonpeito

✔️ Blurring the edges, a fanfic by @museaway [=> also on Twitter & AO3]

✔️ Day 5, artwork by Ivertoa

✔️ Living Together, a collage by JoshKel87270504

✔️ Roommates, a fanfic by DarkPhoenixsQuill

✔️ The good old knight and his king au, artwork by @haikalikkart [=> also on Twitter]

🖤 Day #6 (Free) 🖤

✔️ Blue-tongued Babe, an E-rated fanfic by @bananacanwrites [=> also on Twitter]

✔️ Blurring the edges, a playlist by @museaway

✔️ Congratulations, a fanfic by @ladyodaskonpeito [=> also on AO3]

✔️ Day 6, artwork by Ivertoa

✔️ Untitled, artwork by @iskabee

💚 Day #7 (Wedding & The Future) 💚

✔️ Golden Hour, artwork by @haikalikkart [=> also on Twitter]

✔️ Holiday Pics, a NSFW collage by JoshKell87270504

✔️ Imperfect Perfection, a fanfic by @leavescrown [=> also on AO3]

✔️ The Future, a fanfic by @ladyodaskonpeito

✔️ Wedding/Future, a fanfic by DarkPhoenixQuill

✔️ Soumako Prompts College, PT, Roommates & Wedding by @bringmemyqueen [=> also on Twitter, with crops!]

Psst! If we missed something or made a mistake somewhere, please let us know so we can fix it ASAP. 🙏

#free!#soumako #tachibana makoto #yamazaki sousuke #soumakoweek 2023 #mod post

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fanficshiddles · 2 years

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Prank Gone... Right?, One Shot

Thanks for the prompt, I hope you like it! heartangel1331 submitted: tom and reader are on set for a movie as costars and have an age gap. readers friends who also work on set know reader has a crush on tom but what they dont know is that he likes her too and theyre very flirty together. so her friends pull a prank on her and fill her trailer with toms pics on the walls n all (like how it was with Sebastian stan iykwim) and reader gets rly embarrassed but the tom comes and see it and is all smiley and gigly and then teases her about it and later her friends find out and are surprised and the somehow include smut if u want. And hes very dominant thruout

You couldn’t believe your eyes when you walked into your trailer to find the place plastered in pictures of your co-star, Tom Hiddleston.

‘Oh god.’ You groaned and put your face in your hands.

Your friends knew of your huge crush on Hiddleston, always teasing you about it. It didn’t help that they worked on set too as crew. So it was easy for them to gain access to your trailer.

‘I’m going to kill them.’ You muttered.

‘Who are you going to kill?’ Came a smooth voice from behind you. You’d not shut your trailer door yet as you were still standing just in the doorway, in shock.

‘Tom!’ You squeaked and spun around quickly, eyes wide as saucers.

He was smiling widely at you, then you noticed his eyes move from your face to the trailer. You tried to move back into his line of view as you attempted to come back through the door, to get it shut, but Tom was too tall and strong he just had to take a step inside and you couldn’t go anywhere.

‘Well, what’s all this?’ He asked, chuckling.

‘It’s not what you think…’ You groaned, your face heated up like fire. You wanted the ground to open up and swallow you, you were so embarrassed. ‘My friends clearly thought this would be a good prank.’ You grumbled.

Tom couldn’t stop smiling and laughing as he looked around at all the pictures. You were a bit surprised that he wasn’t angry or running away in horror. He seemed rather amused about it.

‘Aww, and here was me thinking you just admired me so much.’ He grinned and winked at you, making your flush even worse.

‘I… I do admire you!’ You blurted out quickly, then couldn’t maintain eye contact with him, feeling too shy.

Tom reached out to you and put a finger under your chin, raising your face upwards to look him in the eye.

‘Do I daresay I am making you flustered, pet?’ His grin grew even larger at the look on your face.

Your mouth opened, but nothing came out. He was totally right, but you were more than flustered.

‘I’ve seen the way you look at me, and the way you react around me…’ He spoke low, his voice coursed through your veins making you tremble.

You did think that he had been flirting with you before, but you thought that was perhaps how he was with everyone. But now, you weren’t so sure.

‘I get the feeling your friends did this as a prank, but because there’s some truth behind it… hmm? Come on, pet. Use your words, like a good girl.’ He brushed your cheek with his thumb.

If your knickers weren’t already on fire, they certainly were now. You almost melted right there on front of him, and he could tell his words were affecting you.

‘There is…’ You whispered, his ears only just picked up on what you said.

His smile grew larger again. He slipped a hand round into your hair, holding you still as he leaned down and kissed you, softly at first but it soon became very heated.

Tom’s large hands roamed down your body, making you melt into him.

‘Does… does the age difference not bother you?’ You whispered to him as he backed you to the sofa and started removing your clothes, along with his own.

‘Not at all. Does it bother you?’ Tom asked as he gently pushed you down on the sofa, then crawled on over the top of you.

‘Nu uh.’ You said as you shook your head quickly.

‘Good.’ Tom grinned and began kissing down your body.

As soon as he got his head down between your thighs, he had you singing for him. You were surprised you didn’t rip his hair out as you gripped on hard, his tongue was so sinful as he made you cum in his mouth.

You wanted to repay the favour, but he had other ideas. He moved up over your body, positioning himself between your thighs. You could feel his heavy, hard cock pressing against your cunt. He began kissing you, his tongue delved into your mouth and you could taste yourself against him.

When he had you distracted, he reached down between you both to guide himself into you, filling you so well you gasped into his mouth. He toyed with your clit as he bottomed out inside you, letting you adjust for a moment before starting to pick up a steady rhythm.

You were glad that your trailer was at the edge of the rest, so your screaming and moaning wouldn’t be heard by anyone else.

Tom lapped up every moment of taking you, finally. He had wanted you for so long, he was just waiting for the opportune moment to appear. And now, at last, he had you writhing beneath him, impaled on his cock as he rocked into you.

‘I… I’m going to cum… Tom.’ You whined.

‘Shh, it’s alright, pet. I’ve got you. Let yourself go, cum for me.’ He nibbled on your neck.

You let out a cry as you came, he revelled in the way you clenched around him tightly, pushing him into his own orgasm too. He growled deep in his chest as he finally made you his.

After coming down from both of your highs, Tom pulled you into him as he moved onto his side, keeping you very close. He stroked your back, feeling goosebumps rise on your skin under his fingers.

‘Are you still with me, pet?’ He asked softly.

You nodded, but shyly hid your face into his neck, making him chuckle.

But a burst of panic shot through you when your trailer door flew open and one of your friends just came bundling in.

‘Hey, are you ready to go get… ohhhh my god!’ Your friend gasped when she saw you on the sofa, wrapped in Tom’s limbs. She quickly covered her eyes and turned away. ‘Never mind! Saw nothing! Next time put a tie on the handle!’ She shouted and rushed out the door.

You burst into fits of the giggles and Tom laughed too.

‘Well, at least she will see that her prank worked in your favour.’ Tom chuckled.

#Tom Hiddleston #Tom Hiddleston x you #Tom Hiddleston x reader #one shot #prompt #prank gone... right?

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