#day 7 prompt- sunrise

[shiningstarr15]

Vanweek Day 7- Sunrise

“There’s no storm we can’t outrun, we will always find the sun. Leave the past and all its scars. A happy beginning now is ours.”

That’s a wrap for Vanweek! What a fun week to put my drawing skills to the test. Shoutout to the amazing creations I saw! Both artists and authors alike. Nothing too fancy for the last day, just symbolic drawing of leaving behind the vanny mask in the 3 star ending.

This is the second time I’ve drawn the hilltop. It just makes me obscenely happy. This family means literally so much to me 😭

(Also shoutout to whoever knows where that quote is from. You’re the real mvp. 😆)

@vanweek2024

[theocxcanonweek]

OC x CANON WEEK 2025! LET'S GO!!

PROMPTS

Day 1. Kiss in the rain/snow Day 2. Intertwined fingers Day 3. Kiss during a sunrise/sunset Day 4. Brushing hair out of the others’ face Day 5. Kiss beneath/amongst the stars Day 6. Hug from behind Day 7. Kiss within foliage/a cityscape Bonus Day: Wiping away tears

DIALOGUE

Day 1. “Promise me!” Day 2. “So, are we official then?” Day 3. “Oooh. You’re so in love with me!” Day 4.“I never imagined I could feel this way…” Day 5. “Take my hand.” Day 6. “Jealous much?” Day 7. “I’d burn the world for you.” Bonus Day; “It was always you!… Always has been. Always will be.”

FASHION

Day 1. Pastels / Monochromatic Day 2. Practical / Avant Garde Day 3. Nautical / Wild West Day 4. Plaid / Sequence Day 5. Steampunk / Cyberpunk Day 6. Floral / Animal Print Day 7. Leather / Lace Bonus Day: Jewels / Chains

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RULES 1. This is a safe for work (SFW) event. We will only be promoting work that is safe for public viewing.

2. Tag us @theocxcanonweek and/or use the hashtag #oc x canon week!

3. Mention which day and prompt(s) you've used, as well as the canonical character(s) involved!

4. You don't have to use all prompts for each day, but you can interpret the prompts however you choose!

5. Even though it's called "OC x Canon Week," self-inserts and personas are also allowed!

6. Anyone and everyone can participate!

7. You can complete this challenge at any date. There is no need to participate every day, and you can do as many or little prompts you want. However, we will only be promoting for this challenge the week of March 17th, 2025.

8. Last of all, have fun! <3

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FAQ

"Do I have to do a prompt from each of the categories listed?"

You can do as many or as little as you like! So, if you wanna do one of each of the categories go right ahead! If you only want to do one in total, that's fine too! No stress here! 💖

"Are polyamorous ships allowed?"

Yup! As long as an oc/insert/persona is included in the ship with canon character(s) then it is welcomed! 💖

"I see OC x Canon Week is on both Tumblr and Twitter. Do I have to participate on both platforms? Or can I just stick to one?"

You can choose whichever platform you prefer to particpate on. You do not have to particpate on both. (However you are welcome to if you so please!~) 💖

"I like this days prompt with another days prompt. Is it alright to mix and match them?"

Yes!! You absolutely are welcome to mixing and matching prompts! The event is about having fun, so pick and choose as you please~ 💖

"I want to create multiple works for one prompt! Is that okay?"

Absolutely!! If you have the ability and engery to do so, then more power to ya!! ✨ We will take as many pieces as you can churn out! (But there is no pressure of course~💖)

"Can I participate with a familial/platontic oc x canon ship?"

While the event does cater to romantic intent, non-romantic ships are welcome to participate as well! 💖

"I found out about the event late!! Can I still participate and submit my work after the event is over?"

Yes! While the event runs for a “week”, there really are no set rules as to when you can participate. It’s all about having fun and spreading awareness for OC x Canon enjoyers!!

The blog will not be as active after the event is over , but I’ll still check in every once in a while to like and reblog what I can. (: Remember to us the hashtag # oc x canon week and tag the account so your work is seen!

"Have you considered running OC x Canon Week on other platforms, like Bluesky, A03, etc?..."

I have but truthfully it's already a huge workload managing the event on both Tumblr and Twitter by myself. If I were to bring it to other platfroms, I would definitely need some assistance. At this point, it's TBD... 🆕Update!! 🆕 We now have a collection on AO3 thanks to @atwstedstory!! 💕 It'll be open for submissions the week of the event! Thank you atwstedstory!! 💖

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Thank you for reading and happy planning!! 💕💕💕

[angstober]

Welcome to another year of Angstober! We're delighted to unveil the prompts for this year of angsty, spooky fun.

What is Angstober?

Angstober is a yearly October challenge with 31 angst-themed prompts to inspire you to create. The challenge is open to all sorts of creative work - writing, art, edits, whatever you want - in whatever medium you want. Original work or fanworks? Whatever you feel inspired for!

How do I take part?

Tag your works with #angstober2024 and the day of the prompt (e.g., #day 01) to share on tumblr. Feel free to @ us directly in the post as well! To share your work on AO3, add it to the Angstober 2024 collection.

You can post your works whenever - early or late - and use as many or as few prompts as you feel inspired for! We'll do our best to reblog as many works to the @angstober blog as we can.

Is there a banner to post my work with?

Absolutely!

Anything else?

Nope. Happy Angsting!

2024 Prompt List

Again

2. Countdown

3. Self-Destruction

4. Blood

5. Do Better

6. Medication

7. “You Still Don’t Get It.”

8. Growing Pains

9. Promise

10. Humiliation

11. Wake Up

12. Rotten Touch

13. Shaking

14. Only Around You

15. False Hope

16. No One Else To Turn To

17. “Shhh…”

18. Falling Stars

19. Tear-Stained Cheek

20. Spare Me

21. Abandoned

22. Crocodile Tears

23. Safe/Unsafe

24. Dark Sunrise

25. You’re No Better

26. Persuasion

27. Curled Up

28. Perfect

29. Get Out

30. Nothing Else To Tell You

31. It Ends Here

[kefiteria]

I mean, if you’re looking for a cute headcannon prompt, I think Sebek reacting to being accidentally courted is cute and funny

How You (Accidentally) Court Sebek Zigvolt and Break His Brain In Seven Faeromantic Steps🪻

pairing: Sebek X Reader!

tags: fluff, accidentally overpowered in love rituals, 200% more flustered Sebek

Step 1: You Give Him Moonfruit Wrapped in White Heather

Your intention: “Funky lil night snack. Enjoy!”

Sebek's brain: ‘MOONFRUIT WRAPPED IN WHITE HEATHER??? THEY MIGHT AS WELL HAVE KNELT WITH A RING.’

Cue Sebek (audibly choking): “Y-YOU… W-WHAT POSSESSED YOU TO OFFER SUCH A THING?!”

You: “…Vitamin C?”

Sebek (frantic whisper): “The last person who gave this to someone started a war over fae marriage rites!”

He doesn’t sleep that night. He lies awake. Holding the fruit like it's a cursed object.

Then buries it. Then digs it up again. Then buries it deeper.

Step 2: You Buff His Armor With Hawthorn Oil 🛡️

Your intention: “✨Spa Day for Iron Armor✨”

Sebek's reaction: Full body STIFFEN. Actual shudder. Like you just ran a love confession down his spine.

Sebek (yelping): “HAWTHORN?! OIL?! ON MY ARMOR?! D-DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU’VE DONE?!”

You: “…Cleaned it?”

Sebek (face redder than a lava core): “YOU’VE BOUND YOUR PRESENCE TO MY BATTLE AURA!!”

He immediately tries to remove the oil. But it’s absorbed.

The armor now smells like you. He panics harder.

He starts considering exile.

🌿 Step 3: You Tuck Honeysuckle Behind His Ear

Your intention: “You look like a stressed-out romance novel character. Here.”

Sebek: Broken. Utterly. Devastated. Spiritually compromised.

Sebek (hissing): “D-DO NOT PLACE SYMBOLIC BLOOMS UPON MY FACE!!”

You: “Why not? It’s cute.”

Sebek: “CUTE?!? IT’S A SYMBOL OF POSSESSIVE DESIRE IN COURTSHIP—DO YOU WISH TO BE TRIED BY THE FAE LAWS OF HONOR?!”

He doesn’t remove the flower.

He just blushes so hard it wilts off his skin.

🌼 Step 4: You Leave Him a Bouquet of Primroses at Twilight

Your intention: “He seemed cranky. This is my flower-language for ‘chill out, king.’”

Sebek’s response: Completely silent. Holding the bouquet like it’s an explosive.

Sebek: “Why… why would you give me…seven primroses…under the star's first gaze…?”

You: “…That’s how many I could pick before my fingers got cold?”

Sebek (voice cracking like broken glass): “You just performed a sacred vow exchange ritual accidentally.”

He almost gives them back. Then realizes giving them back would worsen it.

He walks around holding them like cursed relics. Silver tray and all.

🍀 Step 5: You Weave Sweet Clover into His Hair

Your intention: “You’ve got a beautiful hair. Let me style it. This is a gift to me.”

Sebek’s reaction: Full fae knight system crash.

Sebek (hyperventilating): “W-WHY WOULD YOU TANGLE A CROWN OF CLOVER INTO MY SCALP?? D-DO YOU LONG TO BE WED IN THE FAE MANNER?!”

You: “Oi calm down, I was making you Pinterest-core!”

He freezes so hard he stands in the hallway for ten straight minutes.

Silver sighs walking past him. Malleus tilts his head. Lilia takes a photo.

❄️ Step 6: You Leave a Snowdrop at His Door at Dawn

Your intention: “He’s up early. I’m up early. We’re just ✨early✨”

Sebek’s reaction: He doesn’t see the flower. He sees his entire romantic destiny laid bare on stone.

Sebek (whispering): “A…dawndrop…by my threshold. Their promise of guidance through hardship. S-soft petals…soulbound intention…”

You: “What.”

Sebek (wheezing): “WHY MUST YOU WOO ME AT SUNRISE?!!”

He ends up carrying the snowdrop in his glove all day like it’s a holy relic.

He refuses to explain why. No one believes him anyway.

🌹 Step 7: You Drop a Red Rose Petal on His Desk

Your intention: “Aesthetic.”

Sebek’s interpretation: YOU JUST GAVE HIM YOUR HEART AND DECLARED JOINT MILITARY ALLIANCE.

Sebek: “A single petal. The sign of blood-sworn unity on a chosen battlefield. You—You’ve waged love upon me!!”

You: “…Do you need a nap?”

He straight up knocks over the desk and declares a 24-hour vow of silence.

No one knows if he’s praying or crying.

The Grand Sebek Breakdown

Finally, at the end of this romantic rampage, Sebek corners you in the library, cloak flaring, ears red, and he SLAMS his hands on the table:

Sebek: “ARE YOU COURTING ME—OR DO YOU SIMPLY HAVE A DEATH WISH?!!”

You: “Huh? I gave you fruit, flowers, and hair clips. You’re acting like I proposed under a blood moon.”

Sebek (sputtering, vibrating): “THOSE ARE PROPOSALS UNDER A BLOOD MOON!! IN FAE TERMS!! IN MY CULTURE!! YOU’VE PERFORMED SEVEN RITES!!”

You: “… That explains a lot, actually.”

He short-circuits. He just turns around and walks directly into a bookcase.

Silver sighs again. Lilia’s laughing so hard he falls out of the rafters.

[otaku553]

Luffy week day 7:

Free prompt: Sunrise

Happy birthday, Luffy :)

[fluffyjuly]

Fluffy July 2025 Prompts!

Happy May 1st everyone, as promised, the prompt list is here! The prompts were chosen through first a prompt jar that got a total of 23 responses that gave us 220 prompts, 118 of which were text prompts and 102 were dialogue prompts. From there 70 of each type were chosen and put in for the prompt voting form. The top 31 of each type made it onto the list, one of each for each day.

Rules:

Works can be in any medium. Fanfictions, original works, podfics, recs, whatever you please, go for it!

Prompts should be responded to in a form of fluff

You don't have to create for all the days to participate in the event

Works only need to include one of the daily prompts or an alternate

Prompts can be used after the event has ended. The AO3 collection will stay open indefinitely and as long as you tag us we will reblog. (although it might take longer than it would during the event)

No AI generated content of any kind.

(regarding completionists)

To be a completionest you must fill all 31 days before August 3rd

The completionest form should open on August 4th and be open until August 11th

(regarding reblogging)

When posting to tumblr please use the tags:

#Fluffy-July 2025 or #Fluffy July 2025

The relevant day's tag (e.g. #Fluffyjulyday1, Fluffyjulyday2...)

Nsfw (if relevant) or any possible triggers

You can also tag the blog: @fluffyjuly

Below the cut are a text version of the prompts!

MAIN PROMPTS:

Day 1 - Anniversary | “May I have this dance?”

Day 2 - Nursing Back to Health | “I thought you were asleep”

Day 3 - Scars | “I really mean it”

Day 4 - Fireworks | “Hop in! Let’s go for a ride!”

Day 5 - Stargazing | “Mind if I join you?”

Day 6 - Love Letters | “Come here and kiss me”

Day 7 - Cotton Candy | “Did you just steal my food?”

Day 8 - Flowers | “You may be an idiot, but you’re MY idiot”

Day 9 - Found Family | “I need the company”

Day 10 - Ruffling Hair | “You’re blushing” “No I’m not!”

Day 11 - Cuddling for Warmth | “You look cold”

Day 12 - Sunrises/Sunsets | “I’m proud of you”

Day 13 - Surprise Hug | “Close your eyes”

Day 14 - Falling Asleep on Shoulder | “I had a nightmare”

Day 15 - Library | “I can teach you”

Day 16 - Only One Bed | “I dare you”

Day 17 - Baking | “Can I kiss you?”

Day 18 - Nostalgia | “Are you sure you’re not a dream?”

Day 19 - Sleepy Smiles | “I’ll do your makeup”

Day 20 - Coffee | “Come back to bed”

Day 21 - Confession | “Can’t you just hold me?”

Day 22 - First Kiss | “This is going to sound weird…”

Day 23 - Carrying to Bed | “That is definitely your color”

Day 24 - Midnight Snack | “Can we get something to eat?”

Day 25 - Lazy Mornings | “Five more minutes” “You said that five minutes ago!”

Day 26 - Kisses | “Don’t say anything, just come here”

Day 27 - Interrupted Nightmare | “Do you want to come with me?”

Day 28 - Borrowed Clothing | “Look, I just woke up”

Day 29 - Falling Into Water | “Please don’t laugh”

Day 30 - Hugs | “Listen to my heartbeat”

Day 31 - Recovery | “I need a favor”

ALTERNATE PROMPTS:

Alt 1 - Firsts

Alt 2 - Fake Dating

Alt 3 - Sharing Headphones

Alt 4 - Tender

Alt 5 - Sunburn

Alt 6 - “You’re not alone”

Alt 7 - “Bet”

Alt 8 - “I would die for you” “Live for me instead”

Alt 9 - “Open your mouth”

Alt 10 - “You’re lucky I love you”

[mariasont]

1 year + 4k celebration event

when: march 30 – april 5, 2025 tags: #mariasspringbreakgetaway #mariaversegetaway

text message thread - penelope's invite - main event post

daily extras

☀️ sunday (day 1) -> maria's beach playlist - what's in everyone's bags? - bau arrival texts - airbnb listing

☀️ monday (day 2) -> bau fit check texts - beach fashion inspo magazine

☀️ tuesday (day 3) -> bau drink texts - bau drink menu

☀️ wednesday (day 4) -> bau secret admirers text - find out who your secret admirer is

☀️ thursday (day 5) -> bau social media texts - readers instagram pages

☀️ friday (day 6) -> bau texts - unsent messages

☀️ saturday (day 7) -> bau packing up texts - 1 year report

drabbles:

aaron hotchner:

♡ public swimwear to private entertainment bimbo!reader models swimwear for aaron before the trip

♡ dangerous currents sharing a wall with hotch means resorting to a midnight swim, you weren't expecting him to join you

✧ risk factors seeing you in a bikini all day drive hotch right over the edge, tempting him to ruing you even at the risk of discovery

♡ not exactly vacation material hotch reluctantly admits he doesn't know how to vacation, and you're determined to help.

♡ rinse and repeat your beach day meltdown gets hotch out of his chair and throwing you over his shoulder

♡ friendly fire when you get tipsy, hotch struggles with an overwhelming need to protect you

♡ relaxing (with conditions) you struggle to relax during a bau beach day, so hotch decides to personally enforce it.

♡ dinner can wait the team waits downstairs as aaron discovers — yet again — that kissing you is more enticing than punctuality.

✧ blame it on the sunrise aaron willingly sacrifices sleep (and dignity) for the irresistible pleasure of waking up tangled in you every sunrise.

♡ beach volleyball hotch notices you struggling through volleyball matches and intervenes

spencer reid:

♡ heatstroke shy!reader is flustered around spencer. he mistakes it for a heatstroke

♡ privacy, interrupted waking up next to spencer on vacation is the perfect morning, until rossi walks in without knocking

♡ lace and lime you feel insecure in your sundress, spencer makes you feel the opposite

♡ pearls and other happy accidents spencer spends the afternoon holding shells and enduring your sweet torture

♡ moose and meese spencer discovers plural nouns aren't nearly as complicated as your swimwear

♡ indirect sunlight you hate being in the sun for too long, spencer is more than happy to keep you company indoors

♡ not-so-secret alignment as spencer unsuccessfully tries to enjoy his beach day, morgan's flirtatious teasing finally prompts a subtle confirmation that you belong together

♡ mermaids and mule-drunk jealously fueled by a mild buzz and subtle possessiveness, spencer interrupts an unwanted flirtation at the beach bar

♡ side effects of garcia's advice spencer tries to hide his panic when you debut a swimsuit garcia assured was perfect

♡ fool's folklore you invent a romantic myth purely to flirt with spencer. he easily calls you out on it.

dave rossi:

♡ indecent incentives dining oceanside with dave rossi means designer dresses, seductive teasing, and dessert options that definitely aren't listed on any menu

♡ theory and practice a teasing conversation ensues when you boldly suggest becoming rossi’s fourth wife.

♡ when in doubt, sinatra tired by your coworkers' relentless activities, rossi shows you how vacationing should be enjoyed.

[codywanweek]

CODYWAN WEEK 2025 PROMPTS

DATE:

This year's Codywan week will take place from the 4th of August to the 10th of August!

RULES/NOTES before starting:

As usual, you are allowed to create whatever type of creative content that you want to create, including headcanon posts, gifsets, and podfics.

The categories given below (writing, art, nsfw) are there to make sure that there's usable prompts for everyone, but you don't need to limit yourself to one or the other. You may also make explicit entries for the SFW prompts, for example.

You're free to share your WIPs with anyone, and you're welcome to tag us for a reblog on your WIPs too!

If you'd like one set of prompts for the whole week, the overall top 7 is marked in orange and with an asterisk *, feel free to limit yourself to these prompts for an extra challenge!

Make sure to check out other people's works too and give them a reblog and a comment if you've enjoyed them!

If you have any questions, or would like to join the codywan week discord, you're always welcome to send an ask to this blog!

Writing:

Day. AU prompt- - -Broad prompt- - -Specific prompt:

Modern AU*: linguist/archeologist AU- - -Sith AU- - -Jedi and Clones flee together

Western AU- - -Mandalorian culture/clones raised as Mandalorians*- - -Obi-Wan as Dooku's padawan

Pirate AU- - -Bringing out the weirdest in each other- - -Tatooine Husbands*

(Urban) Fantasy AU*- - -Wings- - -Mand'alor Cody

Royal AU- - -Force sensitive Cody/the Force ships it/Force bond*- - -Codywan adopts baby clones

Merpeople AU- - -Whump- - -Cody fights the chip*

Historical (medieval) AU*- - -Disability- - -Clones found early and moved to temple

Art:

Day. AU prompt- - -Broad prompt- - -Specific prompt:

Fantasy AU- - -Mandalorian AU (Mando Obi-Wan/Jedi Cody, Mand'alor Cody/Obi-Wan)- - -Carrying the other* (Bridal carry, Fireman's carry, Ballet Lifts)

Western AU- - -Tatooine Husbands*- - -Battlefield flirting

Wingfic*- - -No order 66 AU- - -Cody reacting to pin-up Obi-Wan

Pirate AU- - -Fanart for your favourite Codywan fic- - -Obi-Wan wearing Cody's armor/Armor for Obi-Wan*

Medieval/Liege and Knight AU*- - -Sunrises/Sunsets- - -Keldabe Kiss

Library AU- - -Old Codywan/Old men in love/Temple grandpas Codywan*- - -Codywan adopts baby clones

Dragon AU- - -Sunflowers- - -Kissing against a wall*

@swfandomevents

NSFW prompts below the cut!

NSFW:

Day. Writing prompt- - Art prompt

Cock warming- - -Ritual sex

First time- - -Body worship

Humoring a kink only to find you're way into it- - -Dualsex Obi-Wan

Edging- - -Thighs

Strip Sabacc- - -Life affirming sex

Old man smut- - -Old man yaoi

Mpreg- - -Making out

[sonicfemslashweek]

Sonic Femslash Week 2025!

Credit to @sirspears for the graphic! (And art by me!)

To repeat the info:

This event will run from Monday the 2nd of June 2025 - Sunday the 8th of June 2025. There are prompts for each day, but I will still reblog late submissions for each!

No sign-ups required, just create for whatever prompts you're interested in!

Prompts:

Day 1: Adventure/Restoration

Day 2: Fixing/Compounding

Day 3: Declaration/Mystery

Day 4: Spring/Autumn

Day 5: Sharing the past/Looking to the future

Day 6: Sunrise/Sunset

Day 7: Free day!

We'll be using the tag "sonicfemslashweek25" (tagged on this post!) and you can tag this blog whilst posting! And we have an AO3 collection here!

You can make any kind of art that you like for these, including fanart, fanfic, poetry, analysis posts, cosplay, playlists, etc... But please no AI-generated content!

This is an SFW event.

AUs, polyships, and OC x Canon are all welcome, as well as transfem headcanons of canon male characters, but not just genderbends of them*

*That last past is the way it is because I absolutely want to welcome and encourage trans headcanons (E.G F/F Metamy with transfem Metal) but I don’t want this event which is supposed to be about boosting femslash in the fandom to just turn into people genderbending their favourite M/M ships (E.G Classic rule 63 Sonadow. If you headcanon them both as transfem, and create something about that, great, that’s perfect! But if it’s just a genderbend to get into the event, then that’s sort of against the spirit of it all)

And if you have any questions, my askbox is open, so feel free to send me an ask! 💖

The current FAQ can be found here.

[careyakane]

8:46 Am - Ashland Ohio

Driving west with the sunrise giving the illusion of being everlasting. Soon it will take its ground over us and the world will fall flat again, stripped of its early morning shadows. Robin egg blue above, behind, every damn direction for that matter. Haybale fields crystalline in the fresh coat that fell overnight. Naked forests save the evergreens. Kii and owl asleep about me in the way one rests carried by the motion of travel. This day is good, all is right for a time. —- on another note we met a women working a cafe in Ohio at 7:30 this morning and she with a laugh asked if the three of us were in a boyband which prompted us to give her our names which she then sent to her daughter who apparently is a big fan of my music. It’s wonderful and shocking of course to think where my songs have laid roots. What a joy to find connection through all the invisible inner workings of thread that connect this wonderful country far from the big city’s and policy makers. Now to Nashville.

[qls-hostsevents]

Introducing the QPR August 2025 prompts!

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Starting from now you can plan, outline or pre-write as many fics as you want! We just ask that you do not publish anything until August 4th.

The master week repeats each week (so we will cycle through it 4 times) and assigns an extra challenge to those who want it! It is not necessary to do this, and you can ignore it if wanted.

We've provided 10 Alt prompts to use in place of the main prompts, so feel free to mix and match if something isn't quite your fancy!

Good luck writing, and we hope to see you in August!

Main prompts:

The prompts are set out in the following order: Quote, three word prompts, and a song.

Spring (week 1):

Aug 4: "Did you just trip?", Snow on the beach | Flower crowns | Easter, Wildflowers by Tom Petty

Aug 5: "Are you okay?", Healing | Painting | Weekend get-away, Ultimately by Khai Dreams

Aug 6: "Can I stay here for a while?", Flood | Death | Hospital, You smell of dead flowers by Vslush

Aug 7: "Do you think we're friends in every universe?", Bruises | Magic | Allergies, Honeybee by Steam Powered Giraffe

Aug 8: "Not all of us are what we seem.", Exhaustion | Hiking | Bird watching, FUNGUS by The Narcissist Cookbook

Aug 9: "Can we talk?", Blood | Sacrifice | Chronic Illness, It gets better by Bears in Trees

Aug 10: "You're allowed to make mistakes.", DnD | First Meeting | Concert, Je te laisserai des mots by Patrick Watson

Summer (week 2):

Aug 11: "You remembered.", Beach | Sunset | Volleyball, The nights by Avicii

Aug 12: "You're a liar.", Hope | Sunrise | Stars, Stubborn love by The Lumineers

Aug 13: "People will do a lot of things to survive.", Sunburn | Thunderstorm | Dehydration, Next of kin by Alvvays

Aug 14: "Would you even care if I died?", Hyperthermia | Trip gone wrong | Drowning, Half return by Adrianne Lenker

Aug 15: "What's wrong?", Car rides | Salt water | Wine, Orange sky by Alex Murdoch

Aug 16: "They're an idiot but they're my idiot.", Summer rain | Hot | Movie night, Mice on Venus by C418

Aug 17: "Who did this?", Friendship bracelets | Summer solstice | Jealousy, Burial blessing by Johnny Flynn

Autumn (week 3):

Aug 18: "I don't even know how to swim.", Harvest | Halloween | Rain, Home by Edith Whiskers

Aug 19: "You're overthinking it.", Cozy | Pumpkin | School, We fell in love in October by Girl in Red

Aug 20: "I can still see your ghost.", Overwhelmed | Spooky | Party, Candy by The Blasting Company

Aug 21: "I'm scared.", Cobwebs | Graveyard | Haunted, The woods by San Fermin

Aug 22: "Can you come pick me up?", Flu | Baking | Carnival, Flesh and bone by Madilyn Mei

Aug 23: Are you sick of me?", Nightmare | Library | Maze, Stars will fall by Duster

Aug 24: "I hope I never lose you.", Birthday | Thanksgiving | New neighborhood, Millie, warm the kettle by Rabbitology

Winter (week 4):

Aug 25: "You're horrible.", Fever | Skiing | Cat, The universe by Gregory Alan Isakov

Aug 26: "You need sleep.", Gifts | Jumper | Snow, Comfort chain by Instupendo

Aug 27: "Who are you when nobody's watching?", Hypothermia | Hibernate | Burns, Juliet by Cavetown

Aug 28: "I'm not sick.", Fire | Cold as ice | Wind, Sleeping by Gigi Perez

Aug 29: "How do I know you're not lying?", Blizzard | Hot chocolate | Buried, Northern attitude by Noah Kahan

Aug 30: "It's okay. I'm here.", Blankets | Snowman | Christmas, First love/Late spring by Mitski

Aug 31: "It hurts.", Shadows | Festival | Cuddling, Ivory tower by Philip Ayers

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Master week:

Each day has 3 different genres/tropes to chose from

Day 1: Comedy | Fluff | Crack treated seriously

Day 2: Contemporary | Fluff | Domestic Fluff

Day 3: Dystopian | Angst | (Character) needs a hug

Day 4: Horror | Angst | Hurt no comfort

Day 5: Mystery | Hurt/Comfort | Academic rivals

Day 6: Sci-fi | Hurt/Comfort | Platonic soulmates

Day 7: Fantasy | Wild card | Enemies to qpps

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Alt prompts:

The prompts are set out in the following order: Quote, an au, and a song.

Alt 1: “Sorry, I can't hang out today. I have to study for exams.”, High School AU, F.M.I.D by Pigeon Pit

Alt 2: “I know our kingdoms are enemies, but why does that mean we can't be friends?”, Royalty AU, Joan by Madilyn Mei

Alt 3: “Wait, you two know each other?”, Crossover AU, Alice by PEGGY

Alt 4: “I don't want to be a hero.”, Superpowers/Superheroes AU, Lion by Saint Mesa

Alt 5: “You didn't have to save me.”, Pirates AU, Sailor's boots by Frank Turner

Alt 6: “Hey, do we know each other?”, Coffee Shop AU, Happiness will ruin this place by San Fermin

Alt 7: “It's not my blood.”, Criminals AU, A bank robber's nursery rhyme by Goodnight, Texas

Alt 8: “I don't work for criminals. Not without the right price.”, Cyberpunk AU, Radioactive by Imagine dragons

Alt 9: “Did we just get attacked by a mythical creature?”, Mythology AU, Run boy run by WOODKID

Alt 10: “I'm barely tolerating you as it is.”, Pop Star, Meant for you by OMFG

[bloodweaveweek]

🩸 Announcing Bloodweave Week 2025! 🔮

Join us Sept. 7 - Sept. 13 to celebrate Astarion and Gale's love in every form and flavour! ✨

Daily prompts are included below - feel free to use one, two, (or maybe even all three!) and interpret the prompts however you'd like!

[ID: An image describing the daily prompts for Bloodweave Week 2025, an event happening September 7 to September 13. Day 1 - Sunrise, Post-canon, Humiliation. Day 2 - Scents, Bath, Voyeurism. Day 3 - Shaving, Gender, Body Worship. Day 4 - Alternate Universe Day. Day 5 - Rescue, Wounds, Getting Caught. Day 6 - Aging, Devotion, Impotence. Day 7 - Masquerade, Stargazing, Lingerie. /End ID]

[miphlinkweek]

Miphlink Week 2025

Hello!!! It's that time of year again! Time to announce this year's Miphlink Week! We are so excited to bring to you these prompts for Miphlink themed creations for the week of August 17th to the 23rd! During the week, be sure to use #miphlinkweek2025 in the tags, so we can share and reblog your lovely creations. As always, if we miss your post, be sure to message @echogekkos, @only-by-the-stars, @supersnaill, or @wanderingshieldmaiden so we can reblog your work. (Be sure to leave us a few hours to get to your post) Big thanks again for @supersnaill for the lovely art for this year's prompts. Below will be the prompts and date in text form, as well as the Rules & FAQ of the week. If you have any further questions or information, feel free to send a message to us!

Dates: August 17th - August 23rd

Day 1: Belief, "(Don't) Close Your Eyes" Day 2: Something Blue, Magic Day 3: Sunrise/Sunset, Cucco Day 4: Knight & Princess, Parents Day 5: "Stay With Me", Miscommunication/Misunderstanding Day 6: Stolen Glances, Rejection/Acceptance Day 7: Past Prompt, Free Day Past Prompts: Camping, Lover's Pond, Rain, Kisses, Fairy, Mask, Dreams, Tears. Rules & FAQ

Participate as much as you like. You do not have to do all the prompts.

Miphlink cannot be a background ship. Other background ships are fine as long as miphlink is the focus.

If you are writing a fic, be sure to tag your fic appropriately.

NSFW will be allowed. Art and fics must inform the viewer appropriately through tags, ratings, warnings, etc. Nothing overly obscene, illegal, or insensitive will be allowed.

No ship or character bashing.

All kinds of genres and AU's all allowed.

AI generated works will NOT be accepted or tolerated. You will be blacklisted if found to have used any AI tools in your work.

Free Day prompt is an opportunity to write or draw whatever you want. Past Prompts are prompts picked from previous years.

[veesevents]

A Staticmoth week! Toxicity, fluffiness, and a summer prompt which can go either way. Takes place from July 20th to the 26th!

The usual rules apply: be 18+, no using generative AI, no insulting people for creating things you don't agree with, and tag @veesevents to have your work reblogged!

Day 1: ABDUCTION / freedom | Leisure

Day 2: JEALOUSY / admiration | Bikinis

Day 3: MASOCHISM TANGO / millionaire waltz | Fireflies

Day 4: STALKING / protecting | Fruit Salad

Day 5: TAKE / give | Sunrise And Sunset

Day 6: SADISM / compassion | Sweating

Day 7: TOXIC / fluff | Second Chances

AO3 Collection

[perfectly-m1saligned]

K!nktober day 7

Following @dreamlandcreations prompt list. Day 7: praise kink. You can find all the stories on my Wattpad as well. Toodles!

(NSFW: MDNI!! Reader's discretion is advised)

Simon Riley x reader

(DadsFriend!Simon x virgin!reader) (Forbidden) (Age gap)

cw: oral (both receiving), cum on face, glasses kink (kinda), unprotected piv, virginity loss, creampie, multiple orgasms

word count: 3890

Summer break, that one month of the year you weren't too busy with uni exams and could actually come back home to your parents, your personal ambitions and their desire to see you succeed in life taking you away from them for the purpose of higher education, which they couldn't afford for themselves. Plus, your family always spent summer differently. No lavish beaches or fancy trips to the ocean, but up in the mountains in your cabin, relaxing away from the suffocating heat of the cities, hiking or simply lounging at home.

Your mum and dad, as always, had missed you dearly. You were their pride and joy, their little girl away on the other side of the country, studying to make a name for herself someday. It was only your first year, and you had visited often, of course, but it's hard to not miss your family, adjusting to adulthood and your newfound independence.

This summer, though, your dad had a surprise: Simon Riley. Your dad's colleague, a Lieutenant just like him, but in different divisions. You were familiar with Mr. Riley, his brown eyes had met yours for the first time at a winter ball two years ago, a few weeks after your 18th birthday. He had been a true gentleman that night, a kind heart hiding beneath the ink and the scars marring his skin. You two had chatted all night, and had even shared a cigarette by the fire exit, sneaking behind your father's back.

You'd had a flute of champagne too many, so you didn't remember about the fire burning in Mr. Riley's gaze, watching you huff out the smoke into the cold night, wearing his heavy jacket around your shoulders, your beautiful body clad in that breathtaking dress peeking under it. He knew he shouldn't have felt this way about a fellow comrade's daughter, almost 20 years her junior, but he simply couldn't help it.

So there you were, two years later, looking as beautiful as you did that night. Your hair was a little shorter, big glasses sitting on the bridge of your nose, and he noticed how your face was growing more and more into its adult features, your sweet cherub cheeks looking a little more hollow, but you were still mesmerising. "Simon will spend a week here with us," your father had said. "He's going to leave for his well-deserved vacation from an airport very close to here so I offered him to stay with us for a while before I took him to catch his plane. So be on your best behaviour, alright, y/n? Don't bother Simon too much." And so, you promised to be a good girl.

The first two days, you and Simon didn't talk much, most conversation happening when your parents were also present, usually over meals, and only soft-spoken greetings were shared when your paths crossed during the silent hours of the night. You were usually reading until sunrise, while Simon simply didn't sleep at all, insomnia being his only loyal companion. The third day, you hastily walked past him on the way to your bedroom from the bathroom, damp hair cascading over your shoulders, droplets of body falling onto the wooden floorboards. He used the shower right after you, cursing himself mentally as he pumped his cock angrily under the cold spray of water, thoughts of your wet, naked body under that pink towel haunting his mind.

The fourth day, you had slept in while your parents had left for their morning hike, until a sudden storm hit, a lightning striking very close to the cabin, the thunder shaking the cabin, and you with it. Rubbing the grogginess off your heavy eyelids, you walked into an empty kitchen, apart from Simon sitting at the table, cradling a cup of tea in one hand and some book in the other. "Hey," you called out, yawning. "There's a pretty bad storm outside, do you know where my parents are?"

"Called ten minutes ago from the shelter, a pretty big tree fell onto the trail and now they have to wait 'til the storm calms and someone comes to move it. Could take all day." He hadn't peeled his eyes off the pages as he talked, but he was pretty damn grateful he did when he finally took a look at you. Hair falling over one shoulder in a messy braid, a skimpy tank top and matching short shorts that barely contained your curves, and Simon had barely any control over his filthy imagination right now. Your glasses stood on your nose a little crooked as you simply hummed, eyes still half-lidded as you approached the counter.

"Coffee? Tea?" Simon asked, the chair scraping over the floorboards as he got up. "You look in no condition to be handling fire or kitchen utensils right now, doll." The pet name had slipped past his lips a little too easily, but you were too dazed to notice. "M'yeah," you groaned, yawning again as you sat down at the table. "Coffee, pretty please." Simon nodded, immediately getting to work. He'd noticed you drank some sort of latte with vegetable milk - or something like that, he was no expert - and a dash of vanilla syrup. In just a handful of days, he had your routine memorised.

Your eyes snapped open, suddenly more attentive as Simon placed the drink in front of you, your oat latte sitting into your favourite glass, and he'd got it down to the cute little glass straw you used. Of course he knew, he hadn't been able to shake away the thought of your lips wrapped around his fat cock when they closed in on the straw. "This...thank you." you said, stirring your latte as you tried to hide your puzzled expression. "I observe people for a living, and I'm often trusted to remember and withhold a lot of important details," he explained casually, taking his seat back at the table. "It's merely a habit to learn the small things about the people I'm with."

He knew this was wrong, stealing glances from behind the pages of his book as you had your back turned to him, washing the dishes. He wondered if you knew that the contour of one of your asscheeks was faintly peeking from underneath those little shorts, the line of your waist hugged by your tank top, the braid falling over your shoulder leaving your delicious-looking neck exposed. He knew he shouldn't have gotten up from his chair again, his arm grazing your lower back as he reached for the cigarettes on the counter. He shouldn't have asked "Want one? Your parents are out anyway", and you totally shouldn't have said "yes".

You opened the window in the kitchen, just a crack to let the smoke out, but the raging storm and howling wind outside still made you shiver, hugging your arms close to your chest as you smoked. Simon noticed, of course, and balanced his cigarette on the rim of the plastic cup you were using as a makeshift ashtray, walking to the guest room to fetch a sweatshirt for you. You murmured a sweet "thank you", doing the same thing he did with his cigarette as you slid it over your shoulders, exposing a bit of your stomach as you flexed your arms, and he inwardly missed being able to peek at your cleavage. Still, just like that night at the ball, the sight of you in his clothes stirred something in him- something primal.

"How's that place for nerds you're going to, anyway? Your dad couldn't stop chewing my bloody ear off about you moving out for two whole months." You scoffed, huffing out a faint grey cloud. "I 'spose it's alright," you shrugged. "People are nice, I really like the environment and I'm pleased with what I've studied and of my results so far." Simon hummed, cradling the white stick between his long fingers. "Bet you got a line of boys, eh?" He asked, hoping you wouldn't notice his sneaky attempt at figuring if you had a boyfriend or not. "Nope, no such thing," you replied truthfully. "Wanted to focus on my studies, and it took a lot more time than I had expected to get adjusted to the new lifestyle." You tossed the cigarette into the plastic cup, making a faint sizzling sound as it fell into the water you had filled the bottom with. "Plus, half the guys there look like they don't know what a girl looks like."

Simon mirrored your action, casually leaning with his hip against the counter, watching you basically drown in his sweatshirt. "Ain't that right." He mused, his voice a borderline growl as he shamelessly let his eyes rake over your body. "I'm sure they wouldn't know what to do with you if you gave them the chance." Your eyes snapped up at him, your heart stuttering in your chest, his words and the sultry tone he used stirring something unfamiliar down in your belly. You awkwardly tried to laugh it off. "I mean," you chuckled. "I barely even kissed anybody, that lame, pseudo French kiss Sam from History class gave me when I was 17 was the most romance I had in my life."

His gaze darkened at the revelation, your purity making him feel even more guilty about his thoughts, but it was like you had poured straight gasoline onto an open flame, and now all Simon wanted to do was to ruin you. "Boys don't know a bloody thing about a woman's body," he scoffed, taking a small, almost imperceptible step towards you. "Their brain is rotten, blinded by those sad porn videos they watched, and all they can do is pathetically hump their sad dicks in their sad hands." You giggled, bringing a hand over your mouth. When you closed your eyes for a split second as you laughed, he moved closer.

"So you're saying I won't have any luck within the dating pool my university offers?" You asked, an amused glint in your gaze as you smiled up at him. "I'm saying only a man could handle you the way you need to be handled, y/n." The softness was gone from his voice, replaced by something feral, a look you'd never noticed before in his eyes, since he'd only reserved it to himself when you were looking away. By now, his imposing frame was caging you to the counter, basically forcing you to sit onto the cold granite.

You were speechless, doe-eyed gaze and parted lips, shiny with saliva, trembling with shuddering breaths. "You're like a fragile little dove now," he explained, his voice so low it rumbled in his chest. He lifted a hand to your face, rugged skin grazing your soft cheek as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "But as soon as someone starts something as small as a spark, the fire will ignite and you'll burn uncontrollably. It takes an expert to tame a fire like that, y/n-" he leaned closer until his lips hovered only a breath above yours. "And I've been dreaming about being the one to tame you since the night I met you."

Your breath hitched, the hand cradling your face now slowly sliding down your neck, his thumb tracing the column of your throat, feeling your raging pulse resting beneath the sensitive flesh. Your mouth went suddenly dry, and you were at a complete loss for words. This man, your dad's colleague and trusted friend, had been lusting after you for nearly two years, after seeing you only once. You couldn't lie, Simon Riley held a certain charm to himself that you couldn't quite ignore. The silver scar that ran over his top lip, his slightly crooked nose, the bulging muscles that hid underneath those fitted t-shirts he always wore. Plus, how couldn't you be intrigued by the fantasy of being with a real man, someone who knows how to touch you, who would put your pleasure first, and willing to teach you how to please.

"Get on your knees, y/n." A shiver ran down your spine. "Yes, sir." You readily replied, your knees finding the rough wooden floorboards of the cabin. You moved to take off your glasses, but Simon clicked his tongue. Glasses stay on, sweetheart. I want you to be able to see my face clearly when I'm deep inside your mouth." You gulped again at his words, your eyes following his every movement as he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his grey sweatpants, pulling down his boxer briefs along with them. If you hadn't moved your head, you were sure his dick would've hit you square in the face when it sprung out, looking painfully hard, pink-reddish tip oozing pearlescent precum.

Your mouth fell agape, eliciting an amused chuckle. "Just like that, y/n. Didn't think you would pick up on that so fast." You didn't even catch his teasing words, transfixed on the sheer size of him. A bulging vein cut down his whole length,his blonde pubes shaved, balls heavily hanging below. You gingerly raised your hand, your slim fingers encircling his shaft, making him groan. "That's it, good girl. That's how you hold it." You looked up at him from behind your glasses, his tip only an inch away from your lips. "Take it in your mouth now. Don't worry, it doesn't bite, but you gotta be careful not to bite it, doll."

Slowly, you brought his dick to your mouth, wrapping your lips around the tip, your tongue collecting the bead of precum from his slit. Simon released an animalistic grunt, unable to hold back now that he had you. A large hand curved around the back of your head, pushing you down. You coughed, gurgling and almost gagging at the sudden movement, but Simon held you in place. "Breathe with your nose, y/n, or else you'll choke," he instructed, his voice strained at the feel of your mouth around his cock- it was divine. "Relax your pretty throat and- good girl..." You learned fast, mainly out of survival instinct, welcoming him down your relaxed throat until his shaved pubes tickled the tip of your nose.

Being the lonely man that he was, Simon hadn't been with a woman for some time now, and certainly he hadn't been with forbidden fruit like you, angelic-looking and pure, gazing up at him with big eyes and flushed cheeks, already taking all eight inches in your mouth. He couldn't control his orgasm, a long groan arising from his throat as he came, unsheathing himself as he shot hot ropes of thick cum over your face, the lenses of your glasses now covered in white goo. His cum left a tangy, slightly salty taste on your tongue, and you were still debating whether you liked it or not. "Sorry, doll," Simon apologised, the gentleness back in his voice as he took your glasses off, placing them onto the counter. "I hope you can forgive an old man after being alone for some time. Plus, it's not everyday you meet a fast learner as good as you."

You smiled bashfully as he helped you back on your feet, your knees feeling slightly sore and itchy, covered in small scratches from being on the floor. You thought Simon was done, but you were oh so wrong when he suddenly picked you up, hand secured under your thighs as he moved you onto the table. "Told you you only needed a little spark." He murmured, before he claimed your lips into a feverish kiss, nothing like Sam from History. He tasted himself on your tongue, his cock ready for round two, twitching impatiently between the two of you. He groaned, his hand snaking down your body, his forefinger stroking your needy cunt through your shorts. "S-Simon..."

"Shit, y/n, you're fucking soaked," he said, his brown orbs gazing down at you, dark with lust. "Just from sucking my cock, you're already a mess." Your face was glowing red like a tomato, your hand wrapping around his thick forearm as he tried to reach for your shorts. "Easy, doll. I'll be gentle." He whispered, kissing the crown of your head as you loosened your grip. "Won't it hurt?" You asked meekly, nervously chewing on your bottom lip. "I'll make sure to make you love it."

You let Simon undress you, trusting him with your all - literally - as fabric gave way to skin, exposing your whole body to him. To him, you were the most beautiful thing he's ever seen, lands of smooth skin, the roundness of your breasts, the mouth-watering line of your waist, and those creamy thighs he couldn't wait to have wrapped around him. His sweatpants pooled at his ankles, his military green t-shirt lying on the floor next to them. He coaxed your thighs apart salivating at the sight of your slick arousal coating your folds. Simon made you lie back onto the table, his strong arms holding you in place, long fingers holding onto your hips as he feasted on your soaked pussy like a man starved.

Your sweet, sweet sound filled the kitchen, the unfamiliar stimulation making you see stars. You were mewling, his flat tongue lapping at your juices before it circled and suckled on your sensitive clit, coaxing the best noises he'd ever heard. When you were relaxed enough, he pushed in a digit, slowly stretching your weeping hole, preparing it to accommodate his fat cock, throbbing uncontrollably as your whimpers reached his ears. Your entrance was drenched, a second digit swiftly following, his fingers slowly pumping inside you with minimal resistance, just a few grimaces of discomfort making your nose wrinkle before he soothed the ache by stimulating your clit. It wasn't long before you came too, the heat pooling in your belly unravelling so fast you didn't even know your orgasm had hit until you were a squirmin mess, Simon's name falling from your lips like a prayer, your thighs squeezing his head so tight he thought he would've gladly died between your legs, the last flavour on his tongue being your cum.

He straightened his back, his lips and chin glistening with your release, a proud grin on his lips. "You taste so fucking good, y/n. Fuck, i could probably eat you for hours." He said, looking down at your figure splayed onto the table, still out of breath as you came down from your first high. You couldn't even process what had happened when Simon pulled your hips closer to the edge of the table, his tip teasing your needy entrance, collecting some of your recent release to decrease any uncomfortable friction. He also brought his hand to his mouth, spitting on his palm before he spreaded it onto his length. "Please, Simon, please..." you pleaded, biting down on your lip as you looked up at him, propped up on one elbow as he effortlessly held your legs up. "Be gentle."

"You don't have to worry, doll," he reassured you once again. "You've been so good up to now, I'm sure you'll be able to handle this as well, okay? Do you trust me, y/n?" You nodded, and that was all the confirmation he needed to push the first three inches inside. You cried out, your hands holding onto the edge of the table with a white-knuckled grip. "Shh, shh, shh," he shushed you as you arched your back, your chest heaving with heavy breaths as you adjusted to the stretch. "That's it, good girl. I'm almost halfway inside, see?" You tried to look down, seeing the way your folds were wrapped around his girthy cock, your gummy walls twitching, as if they wanted - needed - to suck him deeper inside.

You took a deep breath, focusing on releasing the pressure between your hips as Simon slid in with another two inches, and then another before he bottomed out. His balls rested against your ass, and if he's not quick to compose himself, he would've come already. Your tight pussy was squeezing him impossibly tight, and it took everything in him to not start railing you like a savage, instead leaving you some time to get acquainted to the feeling of fullness inside your body. "Y-You...you can move now, Simon." You squeaked, giving him a nod of reassurance. Probably shouldn't have done that, love.

Simon began to move his hips, picking up the pace as the volume of your moans increased. Your nails clawed at his back, your legs tight around his waist as he held you close to his chest, his hungry cock pumping into your cunt so fast you felt drunk on it. "S-Simon...Simon!" You called out, hot tears of pleasure lining your eyes. "Fuck...that's it, that's a fucking good girl, y/n, you're taking my cock so good...so fucking good." The way he was groaning in your ear was making the same kind of heat stir in your lower abdomen, his praises making your self-esteem spike up.

He was fucking his friend's only daughter, fucking her stupid on the same table they all ate every meal at, marking her as his own; the rush was unmatched. He cupped one of your breasts, kneading the soft flesh as his lips latched onto your erect nub. You arched into him, tipping your head back as you let yourself fall deadweight, trusting Simon's strong arm, wrapped around your waist, to hold you up; and he did. "Come on, y/n, be a good girl for me and cum one more time," he murmured, his teeth gently taking your nipple, never applying pressure. "Cum on my fucking cock, y/n, I wanna feel your cunt choke my cock and milk it dry."

His filthy words were once again your undoing, his pubes tickling your clit every time his hips collided with yours also speeding up the process, and you came again, your orgasm hitting harder than the first. It was like a wave that wrecked you, from your core then up your spine, leaving your body spasming and gasping for air as you screamed out Simon's name. You clenched around him so tight he simply couldn't pull out, a twisted need to brand you as his making him spill himself inside you, hips stuttering as a very strong orgasm hit him as well.

They should've hung it in a museum, really, the image of his cum leaking from your whole onto the table, and he felt like the whole action was borderline blasphemous, as if he had tainted the doors of Heaven. He dampened a couple of kitchen towels with some lukewarm water and cleaned you up, sliding his sweatshirt back over your head before he scooped you up in his arms and brought you back to your room, tucking you in under the covers.

He left a chaste kiss on your forehead, but he did not climb into bed with you. He never would've. He was a horrible man, who had done horrible, unspeakable things, and he had just ruined the sweetest girl, the only good flower left in his garden now wilting right before his very own eyes. He wouldn't have spoken about this ever again, he wouldn't have looked at you if you happened to stumble into base again, wouldn't have called, or asked about your life again. But he was sure about one thing: he had marked you as his, and no one would've been able to tame your fire like he did that day. 

•This is an original work of fiction, please do not translate or share on this or any other platforms without credit•

[ajinweek]

WE'RE BACK AGAIN! 🎈Happy to announce that AjinWeek is returning in 2025! 🎈 #ajin don't die 😉

As social media platforms diversify, we've gathered all the event information onto Carrd at ajinweek.carrd.co We truly look forward to seeing all your posts under the tag #ajinweek25 on the platform(s) of your choice!

This year we have event accounts on tumblr, twitter, instagram, and blueskey, but feel free to post anywhere you'd like with the tag #ajinweek25 (even if it's in your heart!)

This year's dates and prompts:

This year's themes are ‘summer’, ‘time of day’ and ’favorites’.

July 27-28: Pool/Beach || Sunrise || Favorite Character July 29-30: Heat || Morning || Favorite Relationship July 31-Aug 1: Ice cream/Popsicle || Midday || Favorite Minor Character Aug 2-3: Watermelon || Free time || Favorite Reference* Aug. 4-5: Vacation || Sunset || Favorite quote/scene Aug 6-7: Fireworks || Twilight || Favorite AU/headcanon Aug 8-9: Friends || Night || Favorite Setting.

*Any of the references Ajin makes to outside TV shows, movies, games, etc.

-These themes are optional! Use one, multiple, or none of them. -Your work can be in any medium • When posting your work, Remember to tag your work under #ajinweek25 so that we can see it and share it! • Remember, this is a fun event so do not stress to finish each day! Late submissions are also allowed!

Happy Ajin Week 2025!