#may bonus prompt

[guardianbingo]

May Bonus Prompt

Welcome to May, which is also Asian American and Pacific Islander Heritage Month!

For May, our Guardian Bingo bonus prompt is: Acceptance.

As with all Guardian Bingo prompts, you have the freedom and flexibility to follow your muse and interpret it as literally or figuratively as you wish.

Full details about bonus prompts are below the cut.

Have fun and happy creating! P.S. – Guardian Bingo signups for new and returning participants are open year-round. We’d love to have you join us!

What Is A Bonus Prompt?

An extra prompt issued at the beginning of each month, starting in February. You can fill it in addition to the prompts on your card or swap it out with a square that you don’t like or is giving you trouble.

How Much Time Do I Have To Complete The Bonus Prompt?

Through the end of the month in which it’s issued. February’s prompt has to be filled in February, March’s prompt in March, etc.

Additionally, January 2024 is reserved as a month for turning in bonus prompts you weren’t able to complete during the month they were assigned. What Time Zone Does The Fest Use For Bonus Prompt Cut Offs?

Since the fest's participants are located in many different time zones, you're free to submit your fill for the month so long as there is some place on Earth that hasn't yet rolled over to the next month, even if your home time zone already has.

What Do I Get For Filling Bonus Prompts?

First and foremost, whatever work the prompt inspires you to create

A way to swap out a square on your card – just be sure to keep a record of the swap

The Merit Brush badge (if you fill 5 bonus prompts)

Do I Have To Complete The Bonus Prompt?

Of course not. They’re 100% optional.

Apart From Having To Complete The Bonus Prompt Within The Month It Was Issued, Are There Any Other Changes To The Rules Regarding Fills?

Nope!  Just like with your card, creations of any length and format are allowed provided that they’re not reused or plagiarized. You are also allowed the same freedom and flexibility in interpreting the bonus prompt as the squares on your card.

Can I See A List Of Previous Prompts?

Sure!

2023 Bonus Prompt List

February: Meet Cute

March: Take A Leap

April: Ancestors

May: Acceptance

2022 Bonus Prompt List

February: Tiger

March: Women and Gender Non-Conforming Characters

April: Birthday

May: Time Travel

June: Dragon

July: Meeting Again

August: Star-Crossed Lovers

September: Trying Something New

October: Supernatural Elements

November: Short and Sweet

December: Keep On Going

Who Chooses The Bonus Prompts Each Month?

The ever-amazing and very appreciated @sasamelons!

I’ve Read Through All Of This But Still Have A Question.

We’d love to answer it. Please email the mods at guardianbingofest@gmail.com

[chinzhilla]

We've been waiting for this moment, the moment to prove to everyone that we're not losers like they think we are. Let's do it. Let's not waste all of the BBQ pork we've eaten!

for @userdramas event 13 » team spirit and @asiandramanet jan/feb creator bingo » free choice

+bonus:

[necrotic-nephilim]

necrotic Omega Dick Week masterlist

by some miracle, and with a collective word count of 52k words, i finished Omega Dick Week 2024 and if you'd like to binge everything i wrote for it, here's the masterlist! as always, check the tags and warnings.

if you taste me it might just make you hungry (and force you to eat me): Reverse Robin | First Heat (DickTim)

right back home to you baby: Claiming/Submission Bite (BruDick)

it's a mean bright light: Forced Bond (DickTiger)

baby you can bite me if you like that (i wouldn't fight that): Protective Instincts (BruDick)

so bittersweet, the art of survival: Hidden Designation | Heat During A Mission (DickHelena)

i'm at your service // curing my stage fright (killing me slowly): Bitching (SlaDick)

baby taste this, while i show off: Free Day (DamiDick)

[mamawasatesttube]

i think, for me, a large part of why i refuse to accept edgy writers at dc trying to make batman an abusive parent (while ofc refusing to acknowledge that what they're writing is abuse) is that... the entire premise of the justice league, as a narrative tool, is that they are Good People. the second any of them turn a blind eye to one of their founding members abusing his kids, the superhero narrative falls apart. they can't be good people if they enable child abuse! this just turns them into, like, fucking cops. it doesn't WORK.

also like clark kent my good friend clark kent is the best man on the entire planet and he would not fucking say that. he would not be besties with a man who abuses his kids. and given that he is literally superman, it would be very hard to hide that from him. he would not fucking let that slide

but like. the entire concept of the dc universe where superheroes exist and we as an audience are supposed to root for them and believe in them. this falls apart when people go "actually, bruce hits dick and is extremely emotionally manipulative and etc etc etc". by all means let him fuck up, let him have flaws, and let him get things wrong, but to be a hero he fundamentally needs to be a good person. that's the entire point.

[blueflyingturtleontheway]

So, I've heard some voices here and there lamenting how little Gabe content - especially new Gabe content - there was and you know what? I completely agree, so I thought why not, I can try to add my little droplet into this tiny sea of Gabe appreciation we have here on tumblr.

Summary: Elena visits Gabe in his house for the first time and learns something new about his past.

Word count: 1937

AN: just some friendly fluff really, headcanon heavy, from Elena's POV but Gabe centric

"Oh, watch out, the first step is-" Gabe turned around just in time to catch Elena when she started to fall backwards. "-loose."

"Thanks for the warning." Elena shot him a glare when she regained her balance. In response Gabe only sent her an unapologetic grin and pulled her up on the next step.

"Everyone's so used to it by now that we keep forgetting to fix it with my dad," he explained as they finally reached the first floor.

The stairs led to a narrow corridor, with the same room placement as the bakery beneath it. Two doors on the right, one on the left and a wide opening to the living room at the end. In a few brisk steps Gabe opened the door on the left and invited Elena in with a courteous gesture.

"Welcome to my humble abode, your highness."

Her highness graced him with a nod and slipped by him, into the small room. Elena gave it a quick one over. It was indeed small - in fact, there probably wasn't much more space than what each guard got at the barracks - and the decor wasn't much fancier either. Cream colored walls, a thin bed by the window, a wardrobe opposite of it, one wall taken up by a bookshelf and a small cabinet by another made up basically all the furnishing of the room.

"Humble is a good word." She nodded solemnly, earning herself an eye roll from her friend. They both chuckled.

"Hey, it's your room that's out of the norm, you know?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Elena retorted, thinking about how three or even four such rooms would fit into hers. She walked over to the cabinet and picked up some trinket. "But it's nice to finally see where you grew up."

Gabe couldn't stop a fond smile sneaking onto his lips when he noticed the badge she was examining.

"Yeah and I didn't really get to change much here in the past five years. For example this thing I got back when-"

"Gabriel!" He was interrupted by his mother's voice from the bakery.

"I'll tell you in a moment," he sighed. "Make yourself at home!" He added from the doors and quickly ran downstairs to his parents.

Elena took another look around the room. It wasn't entirely empty, she had to admit that, and the poster of Antonio Agama on the inner side of the door confirmed that Gabe didn't change the decor much since he moved out.

She moved to the bookshelf and moved her hand across the titles - though there weren't that many of them to count. The lower shelves were taken up by some boxes and bags and what could've been a neatly packaged tent. Then finally a whole shelf dedicated to the whole collection of Antonio Agama's books. Elena chuckled to herself when she read some of the more dramatic titles and noticed even one that wasn't in Avaloran. On the next shelf, between other various travel books and biographies, was only one book by señor Agama, titled simply 'The Gecko's Tale'. Driven by a hunch she took it out and couldn't help but laugh when she read the blurb on the back. Although that explained how the whole kingdom found out that she's a bit adventurous too.

Finally her gaze got to the plant on top of the mantle. Hidden so deep in the room, it extended its ivy like stalks towards the sun, climbing a string helpfully hung between the bookshelf and the window.

Down on the windowsill two other plants looked out on the little cobbled square behind the house. Elena leaned in to smell the orchid and noticed something half hidden behind the pot. Slowly, so as not to accidentally damage the plant, she reached for trinket and retrieved it into the light. It turned out to be a wooden doll, painted to resemble a familiar navy and maroon uniform...

"Is this you?" She turned to Gabe as soon as he entered the room and showed him the figurine with a wide smile.

Gabe stopped for a moment. Furrowed his brows as he tried to see what Elena was even holding, and then furrowed his brows even more when he recognised it.

"Of course not," he grumbled, closing the small distance between them. "It's just an old thing anyway."

"It does look a bit like you though." She jumped away from him at the last moment.

Gabe gasped. Elen giggled and moved her hand away when he tried to reach her.

"Why would I even have a figurine of myself?"

For a moment they circled each other, like two lions judging if it's worthy to fight the opponent for a steak, except the steak was now wooden and 15 centimetres high. They both hunched subconsciously and made their steps in the fencing manner.

"I don't know, why does Esteban have a whole wall of his own portraits?" A sly grin slid on her face. "But I see you've decided to match his collection."

"Oh now you've done it." Gabe shook his head to hide his smile and in the split of a second was right by her. Feigning to go right for the prize, he swiped her legs out from under her.

Elena waved her hands in the air giving Gabe just the opportunity he was waiting for. He swiftly yanked the figurine from her hands, giving her the last push to fall backwards completely. He turned his head with a victorious grin, just in time to see her legs rising at the height of his knees. And suddenly the ground was much closer than before.

He folded his arms to his chest, protecting the figurine with his body and rolled on the floor. Though he didn't have to roll far, of which he was promptly reminded by his head crushing into the cupboard.

He groaned loudly and let his body fall limply to the floor.

His pained complaint was answered by Elena's laughter from the bed.

"I'm getting too old for this," he mumbled and Elena's laughter only got louder.

Finally he sat up and lifted the figurine to his face. He carefully examined it for any cracks or splinters, checked if the joints in the limbs didn't fall out and most importantly if the head was still on firm. Finally when he made sure the trinket didn't get damaged, he let out a relieved sigh.

"You're lucky it's still whole," he grumbled, rising to his feet.

"Hey, I was being careful." Elena now sat up too and sent him a playful smirk. "All the way until you decided to trip me like that."

Gabe rolled his eyes again and huffed in pretended annoyance.

"So if it's not a limited edition General Nuñez action figure," Elena continued. "What is it?"

Gabe sat down next to her and thought of an answer for a moment. He changed the position of the little soldier's arms and reached for a pin to put into his hand as a sword.

"It's really just an old toy," he said finally. "But you know, it has sentimental value."

He finally passed Elena the figurine, so she could take a look at it herself. It wasn't as old as she thought at first. The paint was faded, but still held onto the uneven surface of the wood and as she moved her fingers across it, she realized that it must've been all whittled by hand, by someone who put great care in it, but wasn't a professional.

Still the amount of details was impressive, especially in the construction of the thing. She moved the tiny soldier into the proper fencing position and to her delight found out that it fits flawlessly, the wire on the joints creaked quietly, as if it had been waiting for an opportunity to shine for ages.

She glanced between the figurine and Gabe on her left for comparison. The uniform, despite the familiar colours, was a tad different, it resembles more what she remembered from her childhood, than the uniform Gabe was wearing at the moment.

"I got it from my first fencing teacher," he continued.

"The same one who threw coconuts at you driving training?" Elena raised a brow, earning herself a chuckle.

"Yeah, the same one." A sad smile reached the corners of his eyes as old memories resurfaced in his memory. "He was a tough man and always talked about how big an annoyance I am, but -" he gestured to the figurine and shrugged.

"Well, that explains why it looks like you," Elena bumped him with her shoulder. "I'm sure he could've already seen that you'll be a great guard."

"Oh, I don't think he even wanted me to be a guard," Gabe laughed again. "But you know, the situation was a bit different." He pondered something for a moment before continuing. "And to be fair, I didn't even realize that it was supposed to be a guard at the time, I was pretty sure he just came up with the design by himself. I only really connected the dots a few years ago, when I found this old thing again."

Elena nodded silently and put a comforting hand on his arm. She could see that this topic wasn't easy for him.

"Though maybe what you said was the point." He straightened suddenly and his gaze went back to the figurine. "Maybe he wasn't completely against me joining the guard, just... joining the right one."

His smile became wider and it was like his whole face lit up. Elena raised the little soldier's arms to make it cheer. They both laughed at how expressive this piece of wood was.

"So where is your coach now?" Elena asked, caressing the wooden toy one more time.

He only sighed at first and for a moment his gaze became clouded again, before he shook his head to cast the memories away.

"I wish I knew," he sent her a sad smile. "One day he just... disappeared. A few trinkets and one letter is all the proof I have that he wasn't just my hallucination."

Elena's lips twitched in a matching sad smile, but before she could say anything, they both heard a voice from downstairs, calling the unmistakable word 'dinner!'

Gabe clapped his hands on his knees and sprung up to his feet.

"Ah, just in time", he extended his hand to Elena. "I think eating is a much more fun topic than discussing the weird things I did in my childhood."

Elena examined his face for a moment more, but gave up on asking all the questions that pushed to the tip of her tongue. She sent him a smile instead and accepted his hand.

"Oh, you mean you did more weird things?" She made the little figurine gasp.

"I feel like I shouldn't have started this topic," Gabe laughed.

"Oh no, you won't escape now." She poked him in the chest and put the little soldier in his hand. "I gotta know all the crazy stories."

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you something," Gabe raised his hands in defeat. "But you can't mention it to my parents, please, they'll never stop until they tell you my whole life story."

Elena made a theatrical gesture of tapping her lips in thought as she backed out of the room.

"I'll consider it," she sent him a wide grin and in a second turned and ran towards the stairs.

"Hey- wait!" Gabe called out, running right after her to save what was left of his reputation.

[expectiations]

okay hi I'm back in my yapping era. remember how I crow about how different versions of the Master went 😠🤨🧐🤔😐😑😬😍😔😬😡😈🙂‍↕️👿🫠😘🤩🥴🤪🤗🤠 at River Song? I thought what if (that's where it all really starts doesn't it?) there was this fic where there were two Masters – i have Missy as the other Master in mind, Spy Master could be the other one – and the other Master was tryna hurt River or threaten her or whatever and then Missy just steps up and puts River behind her and goes "you wanna hUrt HeR? You have to g0 through ME first." and everyone's just 🤨❓❔⁉️🤔🧐😐👍🏻😬

[lisbeth-kk]

Bonus prompt: musings

I have a gap in my timeline, and that's intolerable. Therefore here's a little tease for you before I give you today's actual story, which is yet to be written.

Thanks again for doing this @calaisreno

Ready?

When John wakes up on his wedding day, a thought hits him. This day should be the happiest day of his life. It isn’t.

Sherlock wakes on the wedding day filled with mixed emotions. He’s nervous, and a bit moody. This day has no significance compared to the day he met John.

The best and most memorable day of John’s life, was the day he met Sherlock Holmes. That day is sacred compared to this day, truth be told.

A ray of light came into Sherlock’s life the day Mike brought John into the lab at Bart’s. He didn’t know it at the time but, Sherlock-married-to-his-work, fell helplessly in love that day, a feeling so foreign to him that he dismissed it as food poisoning.

John turns to face his fiancé.

“Ready for the big day, love?” he asks softly.

“Ready if you are, John,” Sherlock answers.

@totallysilvergirl @raina-at @peanitbear @topsyturvy-turtely @missdeliadili @keirgreeneyes @meetinginsamarra @gaylilsherlock @catlock-holmes

[en-chi-la-da]

Are you still taking requests?

If so, may I request C2 for Yuma and Pucci please?

The scene of both of them extremely flustered won’t get out of my head.

i am no longer taking reqs for those pose prompts anon! im sorry! 🙏🏼

BUT!!! there are still two asks that i received early on that i'm thinking of doing just bc i still want to do them but couldn't finish on time before christmas. so, sometime after new years, i'll finish those and THEN i'll be done with those prompts officially lol

[lookedlikethebins]

SUPRISE!

I didn't do the work i needed to do yet tonight BUT

I did just finish a draft of an angsty ~5k mostly-internal-george-narrative gatty-centric fic WHICH MEANS

i'm going to do some actual work and then (after like, maybe a nap?) revise, edit, and then post her!!

(also, new rule, per that lovely anon from this past weekend: i'm not going to think too hard about this; i wanted to write this so i did!! and i always end up writing a really prosey/emo/basically committing every single one of my self-indulgent writing habits in a fic--and they get mixed reviews but man, y'all have been so nice and encouraging and forgiving i'm just going to do it!! and if you like it, that's very sick and awesome thank you ily and if it's not your cup of tea thank you for even glancing at it. i'll be back with regularly scheduled programming soon.)

anyway... now i'm going to go uhhh, edit an entire manuscript of a book that so far is not my cup of tea... wish me luck. ty and gn x

[rai-knightshade-art]

When I'm gone, when I'm go~one; you're gonna miss me when I'm gone...

-Cups (When I'm Gone), by Anna Kendrick

(Artist thoughts and close ups under the cut, image ID in alt text)

I keep getting sucked into the Big Family Feels™ 🥺 and the idea of the Cup Song as a through-line throughout Molly's life, a symbol of unconditional love and happiness and joy that she shares with her whole family, but especially with her mom, because it starts as a sort of pattycake stand-in that turns into a routine, just for the two of them.

And, so, this little page was born! A sort of timeline of Molly's life, shown through song, from the times when she was a baby and Jesse would sit her in his lap on the floor of the nursery, facing Beca, as she sang the song to Jesse's soft harmony (sometimes it was the only way to get the poor girl to calm down from a crying fit); to her childhood, when she decided she wanted to make up her own rhythm to Mommy's song, the foundation of it becoming a routine they'd perform nearly every day; to teaching it to Bender the dog as a young teen, and later her younger brothers, so they could all share it; and finally, to Molly arriving at Barden, with her family there to help move her in, and Beca singing the song to Molly's harmony one last time before she officially leaves the nest and flies.

Not pictured: Molly definitely getting emotional/teary-eyed when she joins the Bellas and finds out the traditional first group harmonizing exercise is to sing the Cup Song together (because they're family too! These girls are going to be her family, just like the og Bellas became Beca's family (and eventually Molly and Bella's too, they have a whole posse of aunts who love them), and, somehow, through time, this little song ties them all together). (No I'm not crying why do you ask 😭😭😭.)

Close ups:

[hermitadaymay]

WELCOME TO HERMIT-A-DAY MAY 2024!

I'm thrilled to bring this challenge to you all for the second year in a row! Hermit-a-Day May is a challenge inspired by Hermitober, but with a twist: instead of theme prompts, we focus on a specific Hermit every day!

THE RULES: 1. Any type of fanwork is welcome so long as it features, or is otherwise inspired by, the Hermit of the day. 2. Tag #hermitaday to have your fanwork reblogged, or submit it directly to the blog (Please note that while I recognize the value of fanworks involving more mature themes, and they can certainly count toward challenge completion if you're keeping track for yourself, content on this blog will be kept "PG-13" so that all may enjoy.). 3. Fanworks for one Hermit posted after the day rolls over to another Hermit's day (per the US Central time zone) will be reblogged in a big queue in June. 4. I am not interested in seeing captions or tags in which you disparage your art/skills. We're all improving all the time. Be kind to yourselves.

WHY SHOULD I PARTICIPATE? To show love to every Hermit, from the most to least subscribed, from those who have been on the server from day one to those who only joined this season! And because challenges are fun! And because, this year, there's an extra dimension to the event: a fundraiser for Gamers Outreach, featuring art incentives by @rendiggitydog and @belmarzi.

GRAND TOTAL INCENTIVE: For every $150 we raise for Gamers Outreach, belmarzi will make 10 seconds' worth of animatic, featuring as many Hermits as she can fit into the time frame.

INDIVIDUAL DONATION INCENTIVE: For every $50 (formerly $65 - changed 5/3) you personally donate to the fundraiser during the month of May, Rae rendiggitydog will draw you a shaded flats commission of a Hermit of your choice.

WHO’S RUNNING THIS? Hi! My name is Luna! You can use she/her, he/him, ze/hir, or ro/ros/roseself pronouns for me. My main blog is @as-if-unreal. Yep, before you ask, it really is just me, but to be fair I've had a lot of help.

BONUS SUNDAY PROMPTS EXPLAINED UNDER THE CUT

TFC - May 5th While he may no longer be with us physically, TFC left behind him a legacy of quiet care and good humor, and Hermitcraft would not have been the same without him.

FRIENDS OF HERMITCRAFT - May 12th There are plenty of shows, podcasts, competitions, other servers, and more woven into the internet ecosystem around Hermitcraft, and plenty more people involved in them: just as a small number of examples, Season 9's Rift opened up to a whole server of Emperor friends, and there are always allies to be made in MCC and enemies to be made in the Life Series. Today is for celebrating all of those who, while they may not be Hermits themselves, exist and entertain in proximity to them.

FAVORITE "ALT" HERMIT - May 19th HoTGuY and Poultry-Man. Helsknight and Evil Xisuma. Renbob and - look, you get the idea. This server is full of theater kids ready to toss on an alternate skin and play into a brand new character at the drop of a hat. Who's your favorite?

GROUPS AND COLLABS - May 26th This month is all about one Hermit a day... but what we really love is when they interact with each other. What does your favorite duo or group of Hermits get up to together?

[dumplingsjinson]

List of “I wanna try it, bite it, lick it, spit it, pull it to the side and get all up in it” prompts

Guess featuring Billie Eilish - Charli xcx, Billie Eilish

“You really think I don’t know how you like it?” Character B questions as they rub Character A through their underwear, chuckling softly when Character A lets out a noise akin to a moan. (Bonus: They’re in public, hidden away somewhere from the bustling crowds, the thrill of getting caught buzzing through their veins.)

Character B pulling Character A’s underwear aside to finger them, too impatient to take it off properly.

“Why would I need to buy dessert when I have you right here?”

“May I have the honour of trying you next?” 

“Mm, as pretty as you sound right now and as much as I love when you’re like this for me, why don’t you try using your actual words for me and see how that goes?” 

“I’ve barely touched you yet you’re already so ready for me?” (Side note: I’m saying ready because I didn’t wanna use wet/hard. Point is, ready is replaceable for whatever context you’re using this prompt in.) 

“Maybe I’ll leave you begging for more, hm?” 

Character B slowly rubbing Character A, enjoying the way their body reacts to the touch. 

“You want more, don’t you?” 

Character A’s hands gripping Character B’s hair as Character B goes down on them, whimpers unable to be contained and falling softly from their prettily kiss-bitten lips. 

Join my Discord server: Steaming Dumplings Nation

[necrotic-nephilim]

Fandom: Batman and Robin (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Underage Relationships: Dick Grayson/Damian Wayne Characters: Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne Additional Tags: Omega Dick Week (DCU), Omega Dick Grayson, Alpha Damian Wayne, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, First Time, Oral Sex, Dominant Bottom, Topping from the Bottom, Gentle Sex, Praise Kink, Soft Dom Dick Grayson, Control Issues, Unrequited Crush, Pre-Flashpoint (DCU), Dick Grayson is Batman Summary: Damian is pent up, lashing out, and Dick is just about at his wit's end about it. When he tries to talk to Damian about it, he learns that Damian is suppressing his own ruts to have some form of control over himself. Dick convinces Damian to give up control to Dick, instead. - Omega Dick Week 2024 - Day 7: Free Day

[multi-fandom-imagine]

[ moscow mule ] - 𝙾𝚕𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚗

A/n: whelp since it's 4am might as well write.

Prompt used

[ moscow mule ] - one muse fixes the other a drink to take their mind off of the day past

Find more here

*ೃ༄ cocktail-inspired otp prompts ˚◞♡ ⃗

It was like everyday, you and Logan would go out for a walk enjoying each other companies. Sex may happen depending on each other's moods then after dinner you'd fall asleep in his arms.

He'd like to sit out on the deck in the early morning so when you heard an unfamiliar voice talking to Logan you couldn't help but let your curiosity get the better of you. Stepping outside in nothing but Logan's flannel shirt you spotted a man in a vibrant red suit.

"Whoa! You're here too?! And still looking sexier than ever I see."

Scowling you stepped behind Logan placing your hand on the man's shoulder. "Do I know you?"

"Weeel this version of you....I'm rambling." Deadpool waved his hand around frantically. "Just did not expect to see a version of you fucking our little Wolverine! How is it...never got the chance to ask the other you."

"Excuse me?!"

You could feel Logan tense under your touch, your lovers finger ghosting the trigger of the shot gun.

"Oh right...I came here for a reason. As much as I love to hear how you too do it..I just need to-." Though Deadpool barely got a chance to react as he was blasted away by the shot gun.

Wrinkling your nose, you watched the unknown man vanish into the portal. You may never get your answers and honestly you didn't care. The only thing that mattered was fixing this day. "I'll be right back."

Slipping away, you returned to Logan with a glass of whisky in your hand. "Figured you could use this after dealing with that."

Snorting, Logan pulled you into his lap as his hand snaked around your waist. Hand moving to your thigh as he pulled you in for a deep kiss. "Much rather have you, the drink is just a bonus to me."

Humming you grasped Logan's hat placing it on your own head. "Well we'll find away to make this day better."

Hand creeping up your thigh, Logan kissed your neck as he set the drink down. "It already has darlin."

[prisma-palace]

⭐️ hermit-a-day may — bonus sunday prompts!

kudos to the first person to figure out whose hands are whose in the last one :3c

closeups ⭐️

[ddejavvu]

could we get some more Remus fluff? Maybe something with the prompt: “Are you a bat? Turn the lights on.” (I found it on Wattpad). Maybe reader has been studying too much or reading and has lost track of time so if just there without the lights on in the common room, bonus if she’s an animagi and her form is a bat.

provided your requests are still open (:

Remus purposefully shuffles his feet through the carpet to warn you of his arrival, but your shoulders are tucked so tensely around your ears they may very well have blocked the sound out. You're still completely engrossed in your novel when Remus sets a hand on your shoulder, and to your credit you only jolt slightly before you realize who's touching you.

"Hm? Oh, hi Rem." You hum, eyes itchy as they beg for sleep, "What are you still doing up?"

"Wondering where you are," He counters, "My goodness, dove, it's dark in here. Are you a bat, for fuck's sake? Turn the lights on."

"That's not funny."

"That's very funny," Remus grins, images of your leathery-skinned, nocturnal animagus form flitting through his head, "But really, you're only supposed to be up late in the dark when you're in your bat form, darling. Otherwise you'll go batty."

"I'm going to bed," You decide suddenly, ignoring his fit of snickering and dodging his attempts to tug you back towards him as you pack up your things, "Not because you told me to, but because if I do, I won't be able to hear anymore of your terrible jokes."

"James is worse," He defends, grinning as he watches you climb the staircase, "He thinks you sleep upside down."

"I'll give you both rabies," You warn, glowering down at him though fondness beats in your chest just the same as your heart does, "Spend less time bossing me around and more time howling at the moon, Wolfy."