#looking for prompts

[alpaca-clouds]

Pondering Something

As I am writing my way through my Summer Spice list - which will feature all kinds of ships from BG3 and Castlevania. But now I am pondering to write some bonus stories for Xedgin from DnD:HAT. Because I kinda want to write for them again.

I really have too many writing projects open.

I really need to start writing Kindness Begets Kindness - and then Wishing Well.

But by now I am also very inspired to finally continue with Thick as Thieves. (Yes, I know folks are very much waiting for it. I am sorry I was so blocked on it.)

So, anyways. Does anyone have any smutty or lightly kinky Prompts/Wishes/Requests for Xedgin?

[analoginceweek]

Reminder from the Admin: I’m still accepting prompt ideas for Analogince Week 2024, so if you have any (even if you already sent some), please feel free to send them in through the ask box.

I want to try and have the list of prompts posted sometime in February so you all have time to plan what you’re going to make for the week.

-Monkey💜 (1/30/24)

[wildcalendula]

I've joined the yr fic game/challenge that's going around!

if you wanted to give me a prompt (wilmon only, please): send me a sentence and I write the next 5-ish

you can find my finished tumblr fics here

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[theresthesnitch]

I have a really strong urge to write something really, really angsty. Like Dusk, or worse. My last attempt at it falls short (which will probably be posted soon).

Anyone want to send me super angsty prompt asks? Someone come try to break me. I’ll post the ones I decide not to use (and eventually post the one I do).

[atomictiki]

My ask box is open for doodle requests, have at 'er

[kendochick-moor]

Help? Looking for Prompts for Reboot/Ruined/All These Monsters fandom fics. :)

Any other Amy Tintera Reboot/Ruined/All These Monsters fans out there?...

Am looking for prompts for writing mini-fics for my oldest who just got into these amazing books. <3

Preferably, prompts will be PG-15 or lower. I’m open to prompts for higher ratings, I just can’t share those fics with my kids, lol  My kid is upset there’s no fanfic for the “All These Monsters” fandom and so I guess I need to get on that. And make mood boards and fic banners, once I have fics to write/written.

Friend: What did you get for Christmas? #1 oldest child: A fandom. My mom made me a fandom for my fav books.

That’s the goal. That’s what I’m going for. Short fics. A bunch of them. To at least create the series on AO3. ... I will probably need to post these fics under my Junior AO3 account, or one of my other/alternate AO3 accounts, to keep them away from the uh,... rest of my... fics... that my kids should not go anywhere near...

Anyway.

Thank you~!

[geekygaydude2point0]

Need a little help with writers block. If anyone has any smutty mlm prompts I’d be grateful of them?

Here’s a link to my current works on AO3 so you have a sense of my steadily evolving writing style.

[mischievous-thunder]

Bonus:

Stop it, you two!

[damnjackiemore]

tfw you want to write but don't know what to write of

[psychrodraws]

Do y’all know where to find ship/romance prompts for 4-way polycules I’m dying out here and I’d like to do something cute w/o having to think up a scenario for once

[a-chuffed-floating-panda]

I have the sudden urge to look for prompts for the Gawa and Jamyang “between years” story… I didn’t write in the fandom when femslash week events went around and I’m seriously considering grabbing a couple of fluff prompts and making a random week this year the week, but…

I’m also sort of halfway through a first chapter where little bebi jamyang is proud of herself because she has good calligraphy… I can’t decided what I want, ugh😩😩

[theoldwest]

send x reader prompts 🤲🏽

(for Dean)

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[blueboybot]

I want a fic where Danny is adopted but not by the JL but a villian. BUT! It is a very minor villian to the point where people are absolutely gobsmacked when he calls the villian dad, like everyone just stops what they're doing and watch the interaction. Bonus points if they find out that Danny is an absolute powerhouse monster and wonder what entity away from God's light did they fuck to have him.

"That's your son?"

"Yes."

"The glowing white haired teen?"

"Yes."

"The same glowing white haired teen that just froze a star and then ate it?..."

"Yes! And?"

"THE FUCK YOU MEAN "AND?", HE JUST ATE A STAR!!"

___________

Danny in a less than human form: *screeching*

"Scream all you want but you still have school tomorrow and you're going."

Danny: *leaves taking the cold and weirdness with him*

"Sorry about that, he gets a bit cranky when he has to take a nap."

The rest of the villians in the meeting terrified: Oh...

___________

"It would much easier if you got your son to help with your task."

"Absolutely fucking not! He's not going to do ANY vigilante/villian bullshit if I have any say in it."

"You have the ultimate weapon at your side and you-"

"My son is blessing not a weapon, I advise you to NEVER speak about him like that ever again."

____________

Villian, threatening JL Hero: Tell your kid stay away from my son, he doesn't need any of that shit yall bring into his life.

JL Hero: What?

____________

Personally I like to imagine this somebody as Kite-Man but that's just me, use whoever yall like.

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Dead Tired Coffeeshop Accident

For one reason or another, Danny is now living in Gotham and working in a coffeeshop. For one reason or another, Tim frequents the same coffeeshop.

Now, both of them are honest to god messes who treat sleep like a grave enemy. Meaning they both survive on coffee, spite, energy drinks, and their respective hyperfocuses.

They don't even talk, really, they just see each other from time to time: Tim knows the barista who looks like he's been dead for weeks is named Danny, and Danny knows how to make Tim's Death Wish with his eyes closed, but other than that, they are just strangers who largely don't care about each other.

That is, until one time after his patrol, Tim comes to the said coffeeshop in his Red Robin gear. He doesn't even think about it, he simply needs coffee. He comes to the counter. He orders. His voice is tired and emotionless. He just wants his coffee and maybe stare at a wall for a few hours until his brain reboots. Danny takes his order without even looking at him. He has been sitting and staring at a wall for a few hours, night shifts are literally killing him.

They are both so done.

Red Robin waits for his coffee. Danny makes it almost automatically, his mind elsewhere. The coffeeshop is empty, save for them two. It's four in the morning. Nothing feels real.

Danny sets the cup on the counter.

"One Death Wish for Tim," he says out of a habit, not fully registering they are alone, and he doesn't need to do that.

Tim takes the coffee without thinking, nods a silent 'thank you'. Brings the cup up to his mouth-

And notices a glove on his own hand.

He is in Red Robin get up.

He freezes and looks at the barista, who is cleaning the coffeemachine. Danny, noticing him looking, also looks back at him. Did he make the wrong order? He knows Tim's soul, he's seen it a lot, he couldn't have mistaken him for anyone else, but maybe he forgot to add syrup?..

There's a domino mask on Tim's face. A vigilante domino mask.

They stare at each other. No one moves. No one blinks. The sun is rising somewhere over the city.

Tim takes a sip of his coffee. Danny goes back to cleaning the coffeemachine.

They never speak of this again, but Tim becomes a regular here in both of his personas.

[dead-girl-tells-stories]

*Danny and a Batfam member having a friendly chat at a cafe. They've known each other for a few months now*

Batfam member: "You know, you actually kinda look like B with a few minor differences. Prime adoption bait. Hope you're not another secret love child of his." *laughs*

Danny: *Starts sweating bullets because he is in fact, Bruce's kid but from a different dimension where instead of being a himbo billionaire, he's a himbo ghost hunter named Jack who almost killed him before he got here .* "Haha, you don't say?"

Batfam member: *Clocks in on sudden shift in mood* "Please tell me you're not."

Danny: "So do you want the short and funny story, or the long and sad one? Yes, there's a right answer."

Batfam member: *crying because they can never have a normal sibling*

Danny: Also, do you believe in ghosts?

Batfam member: *cries even more*