#creative bingo

[monsterfucktoberbingo]

Monsterfucktober Bingo 2024

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Happy First Day of Monsterfucktober Bingo 2024! Our Bingo card is finally ready and fully illustrated for all your montsterfucking needs 😄

For those who need the image ID, here are the prompts in order from left to right, top row to bottom row:

Row 1 - Gorgon, Plant Creature, Satyr, Siren, Bunny

Row 2 - Dullahan, Cyborn, Demon, Selkie, Eldritch

Row 3 - Dragon, Symbiote, Free Space, Sphinx, Valkyrie

Row 4 - Gargoyle, Werecreature, Spider, Naga, Vampire

Row 5 - Mothman, Elemental, Tentacles, Mimic, Kaiju

Enjoy and have fun creating all the monster romance stories and art that your heart desires! Make sure to use the tags #monsterfucktober bingo or #monsterfucktoberbingo or tag our blog directly so that we can find your posts! Happy monsterfucking!

[medic-6116]

Here! Have my Shipping Bingo Cards thanks to the amazing @prowlingthunder thank you again thunder <3

[stealingyourbones]

Gonna start making another DPXDC writing challenge where I’ll make a bingo card generation that contains super popular tropes in the fandom.

The goal is to not write said tropes. Bingo of tropes to avoid and even more of a bonus if you do a blackout board on the tropes you didn’t do.

Reply with the most common DPxDC tropes ya can think of so I can add them to the Blackout Bingo List :)

[jasico-challenges]

Have you ever heard of Jasico Challenges?

We're a blog that host creative challenges open to all kinds of media and ages. The theme of our events is Jasico, the romantic pairing between Jason Grace and Nico di Angelo on the Riordanverse.

We've had prompt weeks, a gift exchange and a bingo challenge and have plans for future events! We want to continue providing you with these amazing events that spread the Jasico love, but we need people!

Share this post to get the word out to Jasico creators who still don't know about us, and while you're at it, fill out our Interest Form, in which you can inform me about your participation this semester so I feel like we're ready for another event and suggest new challenge ideas.

I'll be so happy if you contribute, I really want to host another Jasico event, but I need some kind of support from the participants, after all, I'm doing all of this for you guys! Love you all! ♥♥♥

[fairytalebingo]

Sign Ups Closed

General Rules

You are free to interpret your prompts however you want. I won’t be hunting anyone down to say they did a prompt wrong. That’s not my style. I want to see what your prompt inspired, so feel free to do what you will with your prompt.

You can combine multiple prompts into one work, just be sure to note that.

You can combine this event with other events, if that is allowed in the other event’s rules.

Each work submitted should be new. It can be apart of a series as a standalone or a chapter in a multi-chapter fic.

There is no minimum or maximum word count.

Prompt fills do not have to be just fics, they can moodboards, art, fanfiction, original work, poems, etc. Whatever you want to do for the prompt fill, go for it.

This is going to be a one time event (as of right now, this might change in the future). Sign ups will be open until August 1st, as I haven’t ever run or hosted a bingo event before, please give me up to a week to get your card to you. I’ll try to have a queue list available for you all to keep track.

There is no deadline for this event, even though sign ups were for two weeks. If it takes you three years to finish your card, it takes you three years.

You get to decide how you win this bingo. Whether that’s a black out, writing for only one square, etc. it is up to you on when you’re done.

This bingo round is offering cards in 1x5 or 3x3. A maximum of two cards, per person.

Tag everything appropriately such as rating, content warnings, or trigger warnings.

All work must be your own creation. No plagiarism. No AI-generated work.

This event is open to all ages.

When submitting your card for a reblog, please include the rating, content warnings, and trigger warnings. Also tag @fairytalebingo and use #fairytalebingo or #FTB

Sign Up Here

AO3 Collection Here

@thebigbangblogproject

[selemina]

He's about to board his opponent for a heart to heart, litterally!

We love a Gildedguy that does not fuck around! :D

[jacklesversebingo]

Photo Sources (X, X)

We in the JAcklesverse are somewhat obsessed with Jensen and the characters he portrays, and we are not sorry about it.

If you, too, are obsessed with Mr. Ackles, treat yourself by visiting the @jacklesversebingo blog.

The very talented creatives who joined the bingo have created over one hundred fan works! Do you enjoy angst, fluff, smut, crack, or a combination of everything? It's all located in one place for your convenience.

Show these fantastic authors and creators some love by commenting and reblogging their work. Be sure to check out their blogs, too, for additional masterpieces.

@all-alone-he-turns-to-stone \ @alternativeprincess94 \ @deadlydivergentgirl \ @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior \ @deanbrainrotwritings

@deaneverafterstories \ @deanwanddamons \ @enigmalynne \ @foxyjwls007 \ @holylulusworld

@impala-dreamer \ @impalaimagining \ @jensengirl83 \ @julesthequirky \ @justagirlinafandomworld

@k-slla \ @kazsrm67 \ @kickingitwithkirk \ @melbelle45 \ @minefield-of-a-ninja

@nescaveckwriter \ @pink-sparkly-witch \ @princessmisery666-library \ @sam-is-my-safe-word \ @smellingofpoetry

@somthing-blue \ @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes \ @spnexploration \ @talltalesandbedtimestories \ @torn-and-frayed

@wayward-dreamer \ @winchester-girl67 \ @winchester19-67

[the-golden-comet]

✨WIP Bingo🌺✨

Thank you for tagging me here, @theink-stainedfolk ! 💛✨

Here is my filled bingo board for ITROG. I’ll reuse yours for an +open tag! ✨

[prowlingthunder]

So I went a bit stab-happy with requests for myself. ;) It's hard to choose.

The fun part is that you can put in your own characters for the bingo! My OCs on these cards is Eurynome, Sixth Brother, Hell, and Aunsia.

[million-golden-drachmas]

𝖯𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗅 𝖡𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗈 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦 by @percy-and-rachel-events (late entry)🔸 "She looked like a million golden drachmas"

Remember when Percy surprisingly memorized Rachel’s phone number? Let's just say that he was also surprised when he caught himself replaying the view when Rachel looked like a million golden drachmas in his head. 

We arranged a meeting in Times Square. We found Rachel Elizabeth Dare in front of the Marriott Marquis, and she was completely painted gold. I mean, her face, her hair, her clothes—everything. She looked like she’d been touched by King Midas.

- Percy Jackson and The Olympians, The Battle of the Labyrinth

Percy sometimes came to the front of Marriot Marquis to see Rachel, painted gold, standing still like a statue as a form of art, and collecting donations at the same time. He remembered the first time he saw her in such a state, he thought it was weird to see her in gold, she looked like a statue of a famous person or an actress. 

Then in the next summer, Rachel and Percy drove around the stretch of beach on the South Shore. On a such hot August day, Rachel wore a white blouse over her swimsuit and pulled her hair up in a ponytail. Percy had never seen her like that and he just spontaneously thought that she looked like a million golden drachmas…

Maybe he told himself it was weird to see Rachel in gold for the first time, but perhaps unconsciously he was impressed. It must’ve been so remarkable that he instantly thought of her looking like a million golden drachmas when he saw her being pretty.

[xx-jasper-xx]

Made a fanfic bingo card of some different things I want to get done next year. Thought it could be a fun thing to do.

Blank version⬇️

[tildeathiwillwrite]

The Elf Beneath the Ice, Part 2

Bad Things Happen Bingo: Reluctant Caretaker

Fandom: Original Work

WIP: The Hunter, the Myth and the Cure (Tales from Valaria)

<- Previous Part | Next Part ->

Words: 1300

Tag List: @badthingshappenbingo @fourwingedsnake @whumperofworlds @pigeonwhumps @mr-orion

@scaewolf @the-ellia-west

CW: unconsciousness, hypothermia, noncon undressing (nonsexual), old wounds, referenced plague, referenced injuries, panic attack

A/N: and so an unlikely partnership is born.

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With every step, he cursed his own curiosity. His business was with a lycanthrope, not with an unconscious, shivering, dripping-wet, surprisingly lightweight elf. Dammit. He couldn’t afford to look after him, but he couldn’t leave him there either!

Damn him and his bleeding heart to the depths.

When Draven reached the cave, his coat sleeves were soaked from the freezing water streaming from the elf’s body. By the light of the fire, the elf’s lips appeared blue, his skin pale and clammy. He still shook, his body trying to fight off the cold. That was a good sign.

However, he wouldn’t last much longer in his sodden clothes and armor.

Draven hissed through his teeth before laying the elf down as close to the fire as possible, shrugging off his coat and slipping off his gloves. Mumbling an apology to the lifeless elf, he quickly removed his vambraces, setting them beside the fire to dry. Hopefully, the water and the heat wouldn’t ruin the leather. Even if it did, if the elf was reasonable he would value his life over the armor.

The pauldrons came off next, then the breastplate, then the boots and graves and cuisses. This still left the elf in sopping cotton clothing, which still wasn’t great, but Draven had to draw the line somewhere and he drew it after pulling off the elf’s tunic and laying it out flat to dry.

He raised an eyebrow at the bandages wrapped around his guest’s shoulders and upper back before tossing his coat over the elf and sitting back, drawing his pistol and clicking through the chambers, thinking.

Click, click, click.

The potential for this elf to be the lycanthrope he sought was greater than zero. He was in the right area, in the right form. The bandaged wounds could be from the bite that transmitted the disease. He’d never heard of elves contracting the condition, but it was plausible. He didn't know everything. The elves had closed their borders shortly after the outbreak, and he’d heard rumors that they exiled anyone who got infected.

Click, click, click.

It was also possible that the elf was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, completely unrelated to Draven’s job.

Click, click, click.

Neither of those options explained how he’d gotten under the thick ice in the first place. By all reasonable assumptions, he should be dead. No other breaks in the ice implied that he’d been underneath before the lake froze. 

Click, click, click.

Which was impossible.

Click, click, click.

Even for elves.

Click, click, click.

Draven didn’t know how long the lake had been frozen, it was deep within the Fells, entirely possible he was the first person beside the elf and the lycanthrope to come across it in recent months. Long enough that the elf would’ve drowned or frozen to death ages ago.

Click, click, click.

He hissed between his teeth and tucked away the pistol, staring into the darkness.

Movement roused him from a doze. Draven opened his eyes to find the outside world beginning to lighten from the coming dawn, and his guest sitting up, a look of confusion on his face. He nodded to the elf. “‘Morning.”

The elf’s eyes darted around the small cave, taking in the dying remnants of the fire, his armor and tunic laying out to dry, Draven’s coat over him, and Draven himself. His eyes, appearing yellowish in the firelight, narrowed. “…where am I?” His tone was cold like the icy water had frozen it over.

“An old wolf den not far from the lake you crawled out of.” Draven leaned forward conspiratorially. “How’d you get yourself in such a bind, anyway? Did’ya get caught when it froze over three weeks ago?”

The elf glanced out the mouth of the cave, a brief look of realization and horror crossing his face before he smoothed it into a carefully neutral expression. “I…” he looked down, as if in surprise, and moved his right hand out from under the coat, the one closed in a tight fist since he’d emerged from the lake. 

His fingers uncurled, revealing a metal cylinder nestled in the palm of his hand. It was about as thick as a pencil, with strange symbols carved into its surface. Runes, perhaps? The elf’s jaw tightened as he stared at it before closing the hand back around it.

Draven raised an eyebrow and almost asked what the object was, but he decided against it. “What’s your name?”

The elf’s eyes flicked up. “I am Octavian de Silv.” The words came forcefully as if he were trying to remind himself of the fact rather than inform Draven.

“Pleasure to make your acquaintance,” Draven replied, sticking out his hand. “Draven Cozenson, lycanthrope hunter of the Guild in Zariya.”

Octavian ignored the offered hand. “Why?”

“Why what?” Draven stubbornly kept his hand out. “You’re supposed to shake the hand. Proper manners in the human lands.”

“Why do all this to make sure I don’t freeze?”

Draven sighed and dropped his hand. “Truth be told, I’m incredibly curious as to how you got yourself underneath the ice. You’re lucky I was in the area on a job, otherwise you’d probably be freezing to death on the lake.”

“It’s none of your concern.”

“I think it is my concern, actually,” Draven snapped. “For all I know, you’re the lycanthrope that attacked Belldeme, killing three and injuring eight, before escaping so deep into the Fells the village had to hire someone like me to track you down!”

Octavian blinked. “…what?”

Draven hissed in frustration. “What part is so difficult to comprehend?! The lycanthrope bit, the attack bit, the casualties, my reasons for dragging you to safety?!”

The elf flinched back slightly at his outburst. “I…” he stammered, “I’m sorry, I do not know what ‘lycanthrope’ means. The translation… I never learned it.”

Draven frowned in suspicion, but Octavian didn’t seem to be lying. He genuinely appeared confused. Damn the elves and their new border policy shit. “I see. A lycanthrope, as humans call them, is someone who is infected with a disease that forces them to transform against their will into a bloodthirsty monster every full moon. At least, that’s what we’ve figure out.”

“And… how long has this term been in use?”

“What kind of a… fine. I’m not sure, at least seven or eight years, around when the first outbreaks happened. How do you not know this?”

Octavian’s expression changed to something akin to desperation. “What of the Draigo?”

Draven shook his head, mystified. “Depths if I know. They barricaded themselves in their damn strongholds years ago.”

What little color that had come back to Octavian’s face drained away. Whatever he had been hoping to hear, Draven’s words were the opposite. His breathing quickened, coming in short, ragged gasps, his eyes glazed over, and without warning he jumped to his feet, Draven’s coat falling to the floor.

Draven jumped, half-expecting him to dash out through the mouth of the cave. Instead, Octavian, free hand running through his still-damp hair, paced to the back of the cave, mumbling in rapid Elven. He clutched the metal rod tightly like a lifeline, and every few seconds he reached for the bandages on his shoulders and upper back as if reminding himself of their presence.

Where has he been the past eight years if he doesn’t know about the outbreak? And why ask about the Draigo? They haven’t been seen for at least the past five, at least not openly.

Draven glanced outside, noting the rising sun. He needed to get moving if he wanted to catch up to the lycanthrope. But something about Octavian still nagged at him, something set him on edge. Not just how the elf seemed out of touch or crazy, pacing at the back of the cave. He still hadn’t answered how he’d gotten under the ice in the first place.

Draven trusted his gut, more often than not. And right now, his gut told him that he shouldn’t leave Octavian de Silv alone.

Not yet anyway.

[jasico-challenges]

Are we going to have a holiday event maybe? 🥰

If there is enough people interested, than yes!

Unfortunately not as many people participated in the last event so that made me a bit unsure whether to do another challenge or not.

I do have ideas, I just need to know if there’s gonna be enough participants.

Everyone, answer to this form to let me know if you think you'd participate in another one of our challenges this semester and/or to offer suggestions for future ones.

-Kauf

[s1nfu7h0r53f7y]

It should be noted that the majority of the time I say “hear me out”, the context is going to be about a creative idea that I think might quantify as either niche, silly, or otherwise unlikely/unusual, rather than an odd choice of fictional partner. With that clarification, hear me out: Alastor being forced to face immense humiliation by doing a variation of Vegeta’s “Fun Time Bingo” song and dance number (why do I feel Lulu would do it unironically just for fun?)

[ratinavan]

BAD THINGS HAPPEN BINGO

I finally got my BTH card and now I wanna make it EVERYONES problem

These will be primarily Sherlock themed, but I may sprinkle in some other fandoms depending on my mood

Send me an Ask with a prompt you'd like to see first and I'll get to it!!!

[hufflepuffwritingstuff2]

New Writeblr Bingo game alert!

Here's my answers:

And I'm tagging: @deckofaces @creweemmaeec11 @rainy-knights-of-villany @quillonmain @dmitrinfinite @laffy-taffy-creations @stillnotserious @surplus-of-sarcasm @whumpasaurus101 and anyone else who wants to play!