#ao3 fic ideas

[atley01]

Lighthearted Stucky headcannon / writing prompt for you all + an additional peter parker headcanon, for fun

Winter months make Bucky's PTSD worse, so to cope, he tries to avoid being cold at all costs. He will leave the house in LAYERS of clothes and scarves and gloves to not be cold. Steve isn't a fan of the cold either, but he can manage.

One year, Steve gets Bucky a heated vest for the winter seasons, and it becomes his new favorite thing. He even tries to see if that technology can be incorporated into his fighting outfits.

On another off handed headcanon note, I think Bucky would LOVE a good windbreaker jacket. The cold is bad enough, but a cold, windy day?? Abysmal. And then he finds out that theres clothes to make the wind less awful? Oh, he is totally buying that.

Bucky finds out about windbreakers and heated vests and gets him and Steve one.

He leaves it at the avengers tower one day and Peter, whose spidey body cant handle the cold, steals it one time when the heating system in his suit stops working. Bucky is wondering where the hell he could have put it and second guessing his memory until he stumbles across a photo in the paper and its of spiderman, wearing an all-too-familiar looking heated vest.

He doesn't say anything directly about it but finds a way to subtly get back at the kid.

Alternatively: he DOES say something about it to Peter because he thinks it's funny that Peter is a bit intimidated by him. He isn't even that annoyed about him stealing his vest. He just thinks the kid is hilarious.

[chodzacaparodia]

It's frustrating that you can come up with the plot of an entire fic in just a few seconds, but writing it all down can take anywhere from never to forever.

[erinwantstowrite]

"au where (insert one Bat here) gets sent back in time" delicious.

but also give me "au where (insert Bat here) is sent back in time and has no idea ALL of the other Bats were also sent back in time because they ALL think they were the only ones and not a single one is telling the others and it creates the most hilarious dynamic where shit keeps changing (because they all want to save their family, friends, etc. from pain/create a new life for themselves where at least their family is happy and stable) and the everyone is slowly going fucking nuts trying to figure out why their family isn't doing the same thing they had done before in the previous timeline"

Bruce: i have to save my children from every bad thing that ever happened to them and I will BE a better father this time. i read so many books and i went to therapy... i should continue therapy. maybe i can save some of the rogues from themselves while i'm at it. hey why are my kids acting weirder than usual did i break them? dick is not as angry as i remember, jason doesn't want to be robin even a little bit, tim is actively avoiding me and my family, cass is chasing tim, damian is far less murderous than he should be... i know i begged talia to let me raise him earlier but i feel like he's adjusting to this easier than he should be... and duke doesn't even have a reason to be here yet but i'm not complaining?

at least steph is normal. i don't know why she's here far ealier than before but she's stealing my food and using the credit card i gave her with reckless abandon but that's normal and good

the kids: what the FUCK is up with B?

[enigmaris]

If Lois Lane had a nickle for every time she had to help an overpowered boy from the midwest with the power of journalism, she'd have two nickles. Which isn't a lot but its weird that its happened twice.

Danny watched as Lois pulled out her phone and pulled up a recording app.

“What are you doing?”

“You came to a journalist and are surprised to get an interview?” She asked him, her tone clearly joking. “What you’ve given me here is great kid, but newspaper clippings and copies of federal laws don’t get the public’s attention. I need a story, Phantom’s the story.”

“I’m not Phantom.”

Lois looked at him, less than impressed. Slowly, she turned the screen of her computer until it was visible to both of them. There, in full clarity, was a front-page story from his hometown newspaper. ‘Danny Phantom saves Bus Full of Children!’ and there was a picture of him in his ghost form, his face crystal clear on her screen.

"Phantom’s a ghost. I’m just a dumb kid.” Danny tried again.

Lois pinched the bridge of her nose with her right hand and muttered to herself.

“Why do all you midwestern boys have the same schtick?”

“I’m sorry?” Danny said, unsure if he should be apologizing or not.

“Changing your last name from Fenton to Phantom does not a secret identity make kid. It might work for most civilians, but anyone familiar with the hero game will clock you from a mile away.”

“I’m not Phantom.”

“Sure, kid. But I’m sure you have a way for me to interview him, right? Because I want to talk to him before I do anything else about your town.”

Danny hugged himself and looked down at his knees.

“Is it really that bad?”

“Not the worst I’ve seen. Wonder Woman’s is paper thin. I'm pretty sure most people in DC know who she is outside of the cape and just don’t say anything because she scares them.”

Danny snorted involuntarily at that, looking back up at the woman.

“What’s going on in your town, Phantom? Why come to a journalist and not the Justice League?”

“The Anti-Ecto Acts got passed like a year ago. They state that only being that produces or contains ectoplasm above a certain amount is considered non-sapient and is to be turned over to the government for disposal.” Danny said. “I put the whole thing in there for you to read, but it's long. Amity Park has a lot of ectoplasm in it. It's seeped into the air and water. Normal human people have it in them now. At first, those agents were just firing at me whenever I finished a ghost fight. I could deal with that. Their aim is terrible anyway. But then they figured out that humans can become contaminated with ectoplasm. They decided that meant the entire town was under their jurisdiction. They've decided that means that no one in town counts as human anymore, that we don’t have rights, that they’re doing us a favor by not just exterminating the entire town like the law says.”

Danny leaned forward, putting his hands on the desk in front of Lois Lane. He looked right into her bright eyes and spoke seriously.

“When it was just ghosts under attack, I didn’t think anyone would care. I’ve tried calling the Justice League for help, but they’ve brushed me off. People need to know what’s happening. Anyone can become ecto-contaminated. You just have to be in the right place at the wrong time. It’s not right what’s happening to Amity, Miss Lane. I came to you because if anyone could get the world to listen, to believe, then it's got to be you.”

And Lois Lane smiled. It was a proud, eager smile. The kind of smile Danny had seen on Sam right after she convinced the school to serve a vegan lunch. He barely held back from shivering.

“Well then, Mr. Phantom.” Lois said, before tapping onto the recording app on her phone and starting a recording. “Let’s begin.”

[dclovesdanny]

DcxDp prompt

Teen dad Danny Fenton moving into Crime Alley and getting a reputation for helping. Street kids willing to babysit Ellie and Dan while he’s job hunting can spend the night, have a meal, get cash, whichever they choose. Sec workers who do Ellie’s hair/nails/babysit some nights also get the same benefits. He will treat anyone with injuries for the low price of showing Ellie and Dan their guns/taking them to the observatory/getting him job opportunities.

All of the people in Crime Alley know the single meta dad with two kids, who has helped half the alley at least. Everyone is also aware of how Ellie calls her other parent ‘The Bastard’, and how bad their nightmares are, the ones they have to call Danny for(A few of his repeat guests have seen the scars and burns on his arms. Some of the older street kids recognize that hunted look he gets when people touch him when he doesn’t know they are there. Some of the sec workers notice how protective he is of his kids, and the younger workers. No matter who they are, they all notice how Dan gets quiet and angry when asked about his ‘other dad’. They all have sworn never to let those kids go back to the other dad, Danny included. They are a part of Crime Alley now, and they protect their own)

Danny doesn’t realize how far his reputation goes/how much everyone trusts him until two of his regulars bring in an injured Red Hood, promising him whatever he wants in exchange for him helping their boss.

[me-writes-prompts]

-:“We’re definitely just enemies, and not anything more” Enemies to lovers prompt :-

(*Wink wink* tag me if you write these.)

By @me-writes-prompts

“I want to wrap my hands around your throat, and choke you until the life in your eyes die down.” “Kinky.” ;)

“It’s funny, isn’t it? How we always end up, in the same place, at the same time.” “It’s not funny, I know you’ve been stalking me. That’s how we always end up together.” “Stalking? You? *scoffs* in your dreams.”

“Well, if it isn’t my favorite human being on the earth!” They say with fake excitement. “Oh thank you, but I regret to not say the same.”

“If you don’t care, then why are you holding my hand?” “So I can drag you down with me if we fall from this cliff/edge.”

Just deadass staring daggers at each other, and communicating with their eyes.

“Fuck you!” “Love you, too.” They say, blowing a kiss.

“I hate being in your presence, I hope you know that.” “You’re literally sitting half on my lap.” “Because there is nowhere else to sit!” (There was only one couch *snickers*)

“It just so happens that I put on my nicest outfit, just to find out that you’re my blind date.”

“Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you want to murder me but also like…you want me.” 😏

“It’s impossible not to hate you.” “It’s impossible not to hate you.” *mocking*

“Look, I win. So back off okay?” “Stepping on my toe and reaching the ceiling is not winning.”

“Shut up before I-” “Before you what, huh? No, say it. Let me see if you can finish that sent-” *shoves the nearest thing into their mouth*

“Come here, let me see the cut.” “No.” *sighs and walks up to them* “Let. me. see.”

“You’re not that good looking, alright?” “So you admit I’m good looking?” “What? N-no. Never.”

“I love you.” “Huh?” “Is the last thing I would be saying, so get that delulu thought out of your mind, and leave me alone.”

“You’re such an idiot. Who steps on a knife unknowingly?” “It was in the middle of a dumpster, I didn’t see it!” “Someone needs glasses.” “Shut up!” (This is so random lmaooo)

[transformativeworks]

Australian Social Media News

Australia has passed a law that bans anyone under age 16 from using social media starting late 2025, fining tech companies up to A$49.5M for non-compliance. While intending to address mental health concerns in kids and teenagers, the law raises significant risks for privacy, digital access, and the freedom of expression, raising questions about the boundaries of digital censorship.

With that being said, we don’t expect this decision to affect the OTW or any of its projects, including AO3. However, as the OTW, we are against all forms of censorship and will be releasing a detailed statement about the matter soon.

https://www.reuters.com/technology/australia-passes-social-media-ban-children-under-16-2024-11-28/

[stevieschrodinger]

Firefighter Steve Harrington and certified hoodlum Eddie Munson. Another thing I really really want to write but I won't have time but, specifically, the scene I want to write goes thusly.

Eddie's high on his own supply and his clumsy stoned ass sets light to his own trailer. He's rescued from the, admittedly, minor fire, bridal style, by a 'shining angel'. It's not exactly a raging inferno but it's enough that Eddie's just inhaled a substantial amount of illicit materials all at once.

He's suffering with smoke inhalation but will only let the 'glowing adonis' put the oxygen mask on him and slappy fights off everyone else.

Steve ends up sitting with him because Eddie keeps trying to take the mask off and Steve keeps putting it back on, all the while Eddie's insisting that Steve is a 'constellation of perfection' and 'his angel wings glow like a rainbow' and Eddie 'didn't even know he was gay until now' which amuses Steve so thoroughly he Sharpies his number onto Eddie's forearm.

The next day Eddie wakes up in a hospital bed with no real memories of what happened, but he knows in his bones that he was visited by a mystical celestial being and the number on his arm belongs to his future husband.

[drabsyo]

me? shipping another rare pair wlw in a fandom i'm 16 yrs late to? just another tuesday

[umbrelladripdrop]

DPxDC Idea

I've been stewing on this one for a bit but haven't done anything with it so I'll just say it here:

So Tim and Danny are dating, it's just a thing that's happened and the whole fic gets kicked off when Tim invites Danny to come and actually meet his family. There are no secrets, everyone knows all the relevant vigilante/ghost hero nonsense, that's not the issue.

The issue is that as soon as Danny sees Jason and Damian- the two brothers that Tim has admitted to Danny in hushed guilty tones that he hasn't been able to get close with since every time he tries to build that bridge and make up and move on from their initial violent introductions to each others lives he's met with a near miss fist to the face and jabbing comments or a brawl in the guise of a 'friendly' spar- are liminal if not ghost-adjacent.

And Danny just has an 'oh, oh no' moment.

Because these two are the ones that, even after getting over that initial bump of attempted murders, still pick physical fights the most with Tim. It was the whole reason why Tim thought his two brothers hated him.

But again, they were both ghost-adjacent, and ghosts have this funny little habit where they make friends by beating the shit out of each other.

Basically what I'm saying here is: Tim was Jason and Damian's favorite brother this whole time and thought everything was chill between them meanwhile Tim thought he was the most hated person in the family.

The misscomunication. The angst of Tim's imposter syndrome. The angst of Jason and Damian realizing their brother thought they hated him. The angst and guilt from the two realized they were hurting Tim instead of just having fun because Danny had to pull them away and lecture them that 'humans are squishier than ghosts, you have to be careful' and them realizing they weren't.

Then all the attempts at apologizing, the attempted fluff that would be Jason and Damian trying to bond through something softer. Jason inviting Tim to work in the library while Jason reads so that they can still be close and together but Tim being on edge the whole time because what if Jason was lying and just waiting for Tim to lower his guard? Damian asking Tim to go to the park where Damian can work on drawing landscapes while Tim photographs but Tim can't help but worry that Damian was going to lure him away from the mansion just so he can attack Tim without any of the family getting in his way.

Danny mediates by helping Tim to trust his brothers again while also making sure Jason and Damian don't push too hard seeing how Tim is still very on edge around them despite how much Tim wishes they were being truthful. Tim wants to be close to his brothers, he really does, but he can't help how he goes tense any time he sees one of them out of the corner of his eye. And now that they know, any time Jason or Damian see Tim tense like that, they know it's because of fear and not anticipation for a fun little spar like they had thought all this time.

Idk man just had this idea going around in my brain for a bit. Might make a fic of it and might not but still wanted to get the idea out there.

[queenofthearchives]

BAMF Alfred Pennyworth holding a rifle. Caption reads: 'My rifle? Why, Master Bruce, I never leave the house without it!' This is from my fic Tim and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day by QueenoftheArchives on ao3. If you're in the mood for some batfam crack fic, give it a read.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62690473/chapters/160486216#workskin

[angelilacs]

enemies to lovers ˎˊ˗

⭑ “are you okay? no fever? i’m a little worried with the lack of daggers to my throat recently.”

⭑ “you’re not hurt, are you?” “no, obviously not.” “that’s unfortunate.”

⭑ he liked her in ways he couldn’t explain, so he hated her instead.

⭑ he hates that he knows she fiddles with her ring when she’s nervous, and that her seashell necklace was given to her by her late grandma, and that she hides it underneath her shirts so people take her seriously.

⭑ “my brain just goes blank when i try to find a solution.” “huh. interesting.” “what is?” “didn’t know you had one.”

⭑ heated argument turns into make out session

⭑ “despite how we feel about each other i wouldn’t leave you for dead.” “how romantic.” “i take it back.”

⭑ forced proximity

⭑ one of them is egotistical and sure they’re always right which riles the other one up to constantly point out their mistakes

⭑ “you come to me. when shit goes down you come to me, you don’t fucking run away from me.”

⭑ “if we don’t get out of this alive—” “shut up, you do not love me.” “i was going to say thank god.”

⭑ “is he losing a lot of blood?” “yes.” “i love it when the universe is on my side.”

⭑ eye contact that one of them breaks just to hit the other one in their leg

⭑ one of them is a walking encyclopedia of fun facts and constantly remind the other that what they’re doing will one day kill them: you shouldn’t smoke, being on your phone for too long causes immense radiation, brushing your hair with that type of brush is harmful.

⭑ “if we don’t get out of this alive—” “that’s not funny, we could actually die this time.” “i love you.”

based on this ask !

[koffeinkaos]

I need someone to write a time travel fic where Merlin & Arthurs child (i do not care how you make it work tbh) fucks up a spell and travels to early days of Arthur's reign and because the kid is in panic it runs to Arthur's chambers and wakes him up

Arthur would obviously freak out and be like: wtf

And the child would start to cry and say: dad pls help me i fucked up this spell papa taught me and now something is wrong-

Arthur: Did you just call me dad??? Wait did you say papa???????? Spell?!?!?!

The child sniffling: yes papa as in your husband Merlin Pendragon, where is he? He told me to practice this spell but I think i mixed up the words and -

And thats how Arthur finds out about Merlins magic and they try to get their child back in their time and you know talk for once in their lives.

[duck-ssi]

Is there a fic out there were Ra's gives baby Damian to the ghost king aka teenage Danny hoping to gain a super Lazarus pit/ectoplasm powered baby and instead Danny just goes 'welp I guess I'm a teen dad now' and doesn't give him back?

[georgiasbrainstuff]

Younger Charles Leclerc is too expensive

Inspired by Frechheit, the absolutely brilliant fic (cough novel cough) by @additiva. I don't think I did it justice at all, but I had to try.

[allthingssteddie]

When Steve was in middle school his parents didn’t pick him up after swim practice it was raining and he had no way of getting back. Wayne pulled up to the school, ready to collect Eddie from detention. As he waited, he noticed Steve Harrington, drenched and shivering, standing alone and ask “Who's the kid?" Wayne asked Eddie, nodding toward Steve. Wayne's expression turned sympathetic. "We should give him a ride. He's soaking wet."

Eddie's instincts screamed to leave Steve behind, still seething from earlier. Tommy's cruel laughter echoed in his mind, Steve standing idly by.

But Eddie suppressed his anger, not wanting to worry Wayne. "Whatever," he muttered, nodding.

Wayne pulled over, calling out to Steve "Hey, kid! Need a ride?"

Wayne asks Steve looks hesitate after looking at Eddie but agrees and as he pulls up to his house the drive way was empty and the lights weren’t on.

Wayne glanced at Steve, concerned. "Looks like nobody's home, huh?"

Steve sighed. "Guess not."

“How about you come over for dinner I’m making sloppy joes it’s Eddie’s favorite. And after you can call your folks.”

Steve looked over at Eddie who looked annoyed but he was hungry so he noded . "Thanks."

After dinner he had called his parents to no answer. “They aren’t picking up.” He told Wayne.

Wayne's expression turned concerned. "How about we set you up for tonight and in the morning we try again?”

Eddie huffed.

Steve settled into the sleeping bag on Eddie's floor. And as Steve lay awake he could hear Eddie having a bad nightmare Steve tried to reach out. And shake him gently awake. And Eddie jolted awake shoving Steve.

"Should I get Wayne?" Steve asked.

Eddie rubbed his eyes, voice rough. "Don't bother Wayne."

Silence filled the space. Eddie's tears glistened.

Steve whispered, "I'm sorry about earlier. I couldn't stop Tommy."

Eddie scoffed. "Really?"

"I mean it Munson I couldn’t he just never listens to me.”

“Just leave me alone.” Eddie whispered. Eddie shivered and Steve didn’t know what to do but thought about when he had nightmares and his nanny would lay next to him and hug him till he fell asleep.

Steve opened his arms, and Eddie hesitated.

Then, Eddie surrendered to the hug.

Their bodies relaxed into each other. And after that night it became a frequent thing when either one had nightmares they would sneak into each other’s rooms and fall asleep. But during school they would pretend not to like each other.