#outdoor prompts

[thepromptswhisperer]

Camping Prompts

1. A (and B)’s tent collapses (in the middle of the night).

2. It’s been years since A was last here, but they are feeling nostalgic and visiting the old campsite they went to during their childhood/with their ex/etc. felt like something they needed/should to do.

3. With every night, A and B’s sleeping bags lie closer together.

4. A quietly tries to make their way to B’s tent in the middle of the night, hoping that nobody will see them.

5. A left a while ago to cool down after an argument/to go to the campsite bathroom/etc. As time drags on, B starts to worry if something happened to them.

6. Since A told B a horror/ghost story that unsettled them, they are the ones who have to stay up with B and calm them down.

7. Seeing A bathed in the flickering light of the campfire does not help B to get over their crush on them.

8. Every year, A and B/their friends/family/etc. go to the same campsite. And every year, they run into C/another family/fried group/etc. there. They’ve become friends/enemies/etc.

9. A touched poison ivy.

10. A (and B) teach(es) their kid(s)/etc. how to camp.

11. A surprised B with a spontaneous camping trip. They too seemed excited at the time, but now their demeanor makes A question if this was a good idea.

12. A cannot sleep because the nature is too loud/quiet.

13. Going camping is one of A’s favorite things to do. Therefore, they test their compatibility with B by inviting them to a short camping trip.

14. A and B check each other for ticks.

15. A always had the same neighbors at the campsite (and never paid much attention to them). This time however, there’s someone new vacationing with them.

16. A and B’s friend group arranges it so that they have to share a tent.

17. A and B are sitting in their tent, admiring the scenery in front of them.

18. A loves camping but their kid(s) do(es) not – and it’s all B’s fault.

19. A (and B) make(s) shadow puppets with their hands in/behind the tent.

20. A (and B) forgot their tent/sleeping bag(s)/etc. at home.

21. A is so sick of the camping food.

22. It seems like A (and B) didn’t secure the tent well enough. At least, that’s the conclusion they come to when seeing the tent rolling/moving away.

23. A and B collect firewood.

24. What started as a fun trip slowly turns into a horror one/one that A regrets/etc.

25. There’s an animal right outside of A’s tent. (They scream, hoping that B will hear and rescue/help them).

26. A notices that they – sometime on this camping trip – lost the bracelet/etc. B gave them. To say they are panicking would be an understatement.

27. A has been coming to this campsite for years now, always happy to chat with the regulars and the campsite owner. Yet, when they visit this time, the campsite is unrecognizable.

28. A and B make some s’mores.

29. Some of the alcohol A was consuming lands in the campfire.

30. A and B retreat to their tent when it starts to drizzle, hoping for the rain to stop soon.

31. The night is cool, so A throws a blanket over B’s shoulders (and cuddles up to them).

32. A and B are enjoying their romantic camping trip when somebody sets up a tent nearby. Hopefully, it won’t ruin things for them.

33. A has tried to get their friend group to go camping with them for years. Some time after their death, the group gets together and finally does it.

34. The car battery died, leaving A and B stranded. Maybe they shouldn’t have used the car light/stereo to help them see/keep them entertained/etc. during this camping trip.

35. A and B are (seemingly) alone as they camp near a beautiful lake and take advantage of the privacy.

36. A hurts themselves during a hiking trip.

37. The camping trip was supposed to be relaxing, but A (insists they) need(s) to do some things for work. (They are not happy when they find out that there’s no internet.)

38. A and B set up their tent(s) together.  

39. A and B are dancing together by the campfire.

40. A (and B) has/have no time/money for a vacation someplace else, so they camp in a local park/backyard/inside with the window open.

[rowaelinprompts]

Summer Prompt List!!!

☀️😎🌞🌅🏖️☀️⛱️🌄😎⛱️☀️😎🌞🌅🏖️☀️⛱️🌄😎

Summer fling

Beach trips

Going swimming (clothes optional)

Barbecue

Problem on a pedal boat

Bad sunburn

Campfire

Bonfire

Weekend at the lake

Fighting over shade under a beach umbrella

Stargazing on a beach

Someone uses sunscreen to draw a picture onto someone else's back while they sleep

Drawing something naughty with the sunscreen

A/C is broken and someone needs to be cooled off

Hiking/hiking gone wring

Beach sports: volleyball, frisbee, beach ball, swimming

Sunshine Character writes "I love _____" with sunscreen on Grumpy Character's back

Camping trip

Deciding you know which plants are edible

Non lethal poisoning from eating an inedible plant

Sand in the wrong place

First date picnic (at the beach)

Road trip with or without screaming kids

Someone loses their swimsuit while swimming oops

Dissolving swimsuit prank

Kayaking/canoeing

Capsizing in the kayak/canoe

Getting stranded on a remote island bc the boat capsized oh no

Baking oil instead of sunscreen

Snorkeling

Surfing

Fishing

Sailing

Parasiling

Mermaids

Wakeboarding

Tubing

River days

Lake days

Escaping a hot place, then complaining about cold winter and wishing for summer

Celebrating midsummer/summer solstice

Other summer holidays

Yacht

Yacht party

Other water parties

Doing some outdoor thing like watering plants shirtless and the neighbor ogling

Wearing a new bikini to the poll when the new hot lifeguard is on duty

Shirtless gardening, running, pouring water over shirtless self

Shorts get shorter to tempt the next door neighbor

Tanning outdoors when the crush is watching

Accidentally throwing a frisbee or something into the hot neighbor's yard and going to their front door to ger it back and accidentally catching a glimpse of the neighbor nude or close to it

Water parks

Amusement parks

Getting stuck at the top of the Ferris wheel

thanks to the discord for offering ideas!!! if anyone has prompts to add or any other prompts, feel free to submit them HERE!

[lurafita]

Mundane au where they all work in like a big shopping Mall.

Hilarious rivalry between Jace's coffee shop (that also sells pastries) and Raphael's pastry business (that also sells coffee).

Daily flirtations between Magnus (who works in Ragnor's book shop) and Alec (who works in an outdoor/camping/survival kinda shop).

Not sure where to stuff the others, but there is much possibility for hilarity.

Ragnor: "Magnus! Why the hell did you rearrange the historical section this way?" Magnus: "Because there is a book I want to recommend to Alexander, and I need it to be on the bottom shelf." Ragnor: "Why would- .. No, wait. Let me guess. This way either he needs to bend down to reach it, so you can oogle his posterior, or you need to bend over, so that you can present him with yours. Right?" Magnus: "It's a win-win strategy."

Meanwhile with Alec: Jace: "Dude, since when do you like iced coffee?" Alec: "Since it's the only cold drink you have today and I don't fancy burning my chest later." Jace: "Why would-… Are you planning on spilling your drink over your shirt when Magnus comes over during his break, so that you can strip your shirt off and have him oogle your naked chest?" Alec: "It's a sound strategy."

[billwidoll]

Don't raise your voice to me

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"where were you?! I texted you, I called you, I looked for you!!" Rafe screams, squeezing Maddy's arms tightly.

Maddy kicks Rafe in the balls with her knee. And Rafe lets go of her and screams in pain. Maddy tries to run to the bedroom door, but Rafe, even on the floor, manages to catch her ankles, Making her fall

Rafe climbs onto Maddy's body, with her struggling. Rafe holds your arms once again

"I don't know what the fuck you have in your head!!! I can kill you!!" Rafe shouts in Maddy's face.

Maddy headbutts Rafe, he falls back and Maddy gets up and grabs a lamp.

"I'M YOUR GIRLFRIEND AND NOT YOUR BOXING BAG! AND YOU'RE NOT AFRAID OF ME!!"

Maddy said shouting and pointing the lamp at Rafe.

Rafe didn't move for 5 seconds, and after that he went at her, without thinking twice Maddy threw the lamp in Rafe's face, who fell with his forehead bleeding.

"I warned you Rafe Cameron!! I'm not dating you to get beaten up, you crazy person!!" Maddy was shouting at Rafe from afar.

Rafe realized he lost and that Maddy was right.

"damn, what the fuck!! What the fuck!" Rafe says, sitting on the floor holding his face covered in blood.

Maddy sees that scene and realizes that she and Rafe are complete freaks who are together. Maddy comes over and sits next to Rafe. The two remained without saying anything.

"....you will be the death of me Maddy Pérez"

"....and you will be the reason I die Rafe Cameron"

[rockingrobin69]

competitive arse

They’re not supposed to participate, only to observe, and perhaps step in to referee if there’s trouble: and yet, again and again Potter makes his way down to the pitch, to give ‘helpful’ tips or just ruffle everyone’s hair a little and say what a good job they’re all doing.

And grin, and nod, and yell ‘go team red’ when blue and yellow are playing, and flaunt his huge arms and thick thighs and that absolutely ridiculous arse Draco doesn’t see in his dreams. Often. And stretch, with the old Gryffindor Seeker top that leaves a fair bit of his belly on display, dark and hairy and driving Draco out of his mind. What? nothing. He’s fine, absolutely fine. He’s agreed to do this.

Under wand-point, yes, but—Merlin’s balls, what is Potter doing now? On all fours on the grass and letting one of the kids ride him like a pony. One of the—it’s Scorpius. It’s Scorpius. Holding on to Potter’s hair like reins and laughing. Draco… hmm? No, he can’t, ah. Think. Anymore.

He’s going to kill Ginny. He’s going to kill her, and Astoria, and then Potter for good measure, and then he’s going to lick that glisten of sweat all the way down his neck and—argh! Not good not good not good. They’re in public and Draco’s bloody son is playing pre-broom Quidditch. Meant to be playing, too busy making heart-eyes at Draco’s forever-crush. Forever-nemesis, he means. Oh, fuck, Potter took his shirt off? When. No, why. No, when, and also, what, and also, oh, no, oh, fuck, he’s coming closer.

What to do? What to do. How to, ah, survive this now, and also what to fucking—

“Malfoy,” two steps down and a thick grin like he’s so pleased about something. He didn’t shave this morning, face full of stubble, and Draco dreams of rash and tickles.

Says: “Potter.” And then, once he’d cleared his throat of this awful, er, thing, “You make the rest of us look bad.”

“Hmm?” Potter is distracted with something on Draco’s lips. What on earth has he got? Jam from breakfast (and Ginny and Astoria holding him at wand-point), mud from the tackle-hug Scorpius gave him, grass in his hair, what, what?

“What,” Draco says without fully intending to. Shaking his head, “I mean. You’re so—all the other parents are just sitting there watching.”

He laughs. The sound is so distracting, Draco almost manages a smile. “Yeah, ‘Mione’s already told me I’m showing off. Can’t help it, though. They didn’t tell me you’re coming today.”

“Yes,” Draco agrees, because Potter is flexing his arms and Draco would quite like to choke in between them, and then, “What? What is that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing,” Potter says. Is that winking? Is he winking or having a fit. Draco’s face feels awfully warm and he’s pretty sure he’s losing whatever competition they’re currently on.

Breathes in, out, looks to the sky (blue-blue and unhelpful. Where is lightning when you need to be struck). “Well,” he says when nothing more catastrophic happens, “I suppose I could come every week-end, if, ah. If this is the kind of show I can expect to get.”

When Potter’s grin turns luminescent: “I meant the kids! The way they played was so, ah, they’re so enthusiastic and it’s great to see, ah, stop it, stop, you absolute goon.”

“Yes, you’re only here for the kids,” with a hand in his disastrous hair, disastrously handsome, coming—ah—coming closer, for some incomprehensible reason.

“Stop it,” Draco says, when he truly means—something? Potter’s so close. His chest is bare. It's, ah, stunning. “What, what do you want.”

“Usually we go to the café across the road, after,” Potter smiles from under his thick lashes. Draco, who's milked every last detail regarding the Quidditch Junior League from Astoria for the past three months, knows this to be a definite lie. “Just some of the parents and the kids. You’ll have to come too. Scorp and Albus are just starting to get along, it's be such a shame, to tear them apart.”

It’s a weak excuse and Draco’s weaker. “Of course,” he coughs. “If that’s something you usually do. Who am I to break such a sacred, ah, tradition.”

They both know they’re full of it. On the ground, the actual coach has grown a peculiar set of tentacles, and is carried away by one of the parents who happens to work at St. Mungo’s. The kids are all cheering, and Scorp looks up to the stands and smiles. It’s… a bright sunny day, and Draco was threatened with a bad haircut if he backs out, and besides, he wouldn’t dream of being anywhere else.

(For flufftober day 27. Find the soft AO3 collection here).

[ouijabakeoven]

The sun has fully set and the frogs are emerging. Abandoning the dark wets of the fields in search in search of the lit drys of the bug gathering porch. Fear as the croak approaches for this massacre is a buffet and the moths are all you can eat.

[thepromptswhisperer]

Riding (A) Bicycle Prompts

1. A doesn’t have a bike bell and therefore makes weird noises/shouts something/etc. to make others aware of their presence.

2. Despite A’s constant reassurance that they are almost there, B is about to give up. Their legs burn, their butt hurts and really, they just want to stop riding the freaking bicycle.

3. There’s only one bicycle left at the bike sharing station and A and B both want it.

4. A has stopped breathing – which is dangerous, of course, but with B standing so close to them, carefully helping them to fasten their cycling helmet, it cannot be helped.

5. A is barely able to hold in their laughter/a comment/etc. when seeing how B is dressed. Apparently, they have mistaken their planned little bike tour for the Tour de France.

6. A has fallen off their bicycle, and B makes sure they are okay.

7. Every day when A walks by/returns to their bicycle, a flower/etc. sits in the basket, waiting for them.

8. Of course, this had to happen. Of course. Just when A and B leave the city/etc. behind, no possible shelter for them and their bicycles in sight, it starts to rain.

9. “Was this a bad or genius idea?” A wonders, taking their seat on the tandem behind/in front of B.

10. A lends B their bicycle tire inflator.

11. So… A might have done a stupid little thing and set the combination for the bike lock to B’s birthday/etc. Please don’t ask them to tell you the code, B. Please. A might die on the spot if you do.

12. Another day, another time A’s bicycle basket isn’t where it’s supposed to be. Did B steal it again?

13. A has become slightly obsessed with riding a bicycle. ‘Slightly’ as in ‘set up a bike (using bike rollers) in front of the TV/etc. and riding it while watching a bicycle simulator/the Tour de France’.

14. A offers B a ride home/etc. on their bicycle. Sure, it’s a bit risky to have them sitting on the top tube/rack, but it also allows them to be a little closer to them.

15. God. This is embarrassing, A thinks, trying to ignore the constant creaks and squeaks coming from their… their bicycle saddle? while riding next to B.

16. A was there first, so it’s only fair that the last available public bicycle rack is theirs. B, however, disagrees.

17. A teaches B how to ride a bicycle.

18. A almost always rides their bicycle to go to work/school/etc. Usually, B is doing the same, but A hasn’t seen them in over a week and they are getting worried.

19. When A notices B taking a walk, they come to a slow next to them, staying in their bicycle saddle as they start talking.

20. When A suggested a bicycle tour with their friends, B certainly didn’t expect for them to mean they would pedal around the city on a beer/wine bike.

21. A has a flat tire/slipped bike chain, and B offers their help in fixing the problem.

22. A (almost) shrieks when getting into their bicycle saddle, the material burning hot after a day in the sun.

23. A has forgotten their bike lock (code) and B is suggesting that they can just lock their bicycles together. It feels (weirdly)… intimate.

24. A complains about the city they live in not providing enough opportunities to ride a bicycle.  

25. Normally A adores the height difference between them and B. But my gosh is it a pain when one has to borrow their bicycle.

26. A gifts B a unique bike bell/helmet/etc.

27. Having glanced at B for too long/Thinking they heard B call out their name and turning their head, A loses their balance/crashes right into a trash can/etc. with their bicycle.

[augment-techs]

lake giraffes

[pumpkingeorge]

Warrior Cat Au where all the cats are caught by animal services, fixed, rehabilitated, and get adopted out.

[aethermimic]

🪞or 🕳 ! (from @tsunael)

Send 🪞 to see them as a villain (if they are a hero) or vice versa.

From the FFXIV Screenshot Meme ask post! An alternate universe, where Oyuun is a villain instead of a hero... hmm...

"I didn't flee to Eorzea, I went there because it had what I wanted -- the knowledge to become powerful."

"What secrets the thaumaturges refused to teach me, the Amalj'aa were happy to impart for a fee of crystals. Oh sure, I razed their camp later with the Scions, but that just means there was no one to tattle on my little enterprise."

"Why do it? Haha, it's rather simple -- because everyone in the Steppe deserves to burn, and I aim to be the match that will light the rotten tinder."

"Maybe they'll come to regret what they did to me when they have to bow to the witch that slew everyone they ever cared for. Ha! Haha!"

"Submit or become ash. Either way, I get what I want -- hahahahaha!"

[themagikmirror]

✨🕯️🌅Fire Changes Things . . .

The month of August is usually the peak of the Summer season. This month is filled with astrological events outside of our typical New and Full Moons. There's 2 active retrogrades, 4 series of Squares and the start of our second and final Eclipse Season of 2024. The New and Full moons this month are really just cherries on top to the culmination of events that are happening. In the video linked below I give updated & continued Spirit Messages about Social Media Addiction and how its affecting many of us, I also talk about Group Think & the dangers of relying too much on your external to determine your vision, dream and life path. We are so much bigger and better than the trends that infect and influence our lives. Many of us are trendsetters, leaders. The more we allow ourselves to be distracted, the more clouded our vision and connection to Source & purpose becomes. People consider August to be "LEO SEASON", when in fact it is, as all months are in Sidereal Astrology, usually split with other zodiac signs. For August that's mainly Cancer transits the first week or two out of the month. Yet, undeniably we will still experience the power of The Sun.

I am a fire sign. Fire is an important element in my personality, life and destiny. I change people, places and spaces simply by showing up. Simply by existing. I influence people. I am a walking inspiration. I am light. I make a difference. People often copy and deny, dismiss or dim the impact that I create and up until this point in my life I've had to learn how to become more discerning in how I conduct my energy, when and what to respond to and when to leave a situation that my light cannot fix.

I speak on this because this is a month where we can see CHANGE very clearly. When Fire Signs are in the sky fundamental change is happening. If change is not happening, then that means there is resistance.

What changes are happening to you & around you? What changes does your existence, impact and influence create? What are the limits of your ability to impact change? Who or what is resisting you? What/Who are you resisting? What/Who is impacting & influencing you? Is anything/anyone eclipsing the VISION that God has for you?

This year, like all the years I've publicly created spiritual content, I've dedicated my platforms to the public study & dissection of a chakra point. The Chakras are not simply points on the body, they're energy centers, portals and tiers of reality that we can tap into and exist within. The Goal is to harmonize within as many of these spaces as possible and live in balance. In 2024, God guided me to speak on The Ajna or The 3rd Eye/Pineal Gland Space. Many of us have distorted visions blocking us from seeing truth, making accurate observations and seeing past illusion. Many of us are delusional. Many of us also cannot receive divine insights meant to light our path. I am here to help clear the way. To open your eyes and help you see. This month we're Battling Perceptions. Meaning : people are competing with each other and with us to control how we see things, how others see us and how we see ourselves. Sometimes when people can't control those things, to them it means we're now a threat to the system or false narrative they created. Our light is big enough to expose the truth. Fire offers clarity and it's especially important to clear your vision as we prep to transition into our last and final quarter of 2024. August is a great month to do this. Sometimes though, in order to see with clarity you have to listen first. Watch my latest video linked above, follow my Facebook Page and check out my content -- all of it-- but at least catch up with my last few videos!

Book a session when you're ready! We've got work to do🙏🏼

[freefloai]

grab this image and its midjourney prompt here.

[rockingrobin69]

Downward, upward, anywhere - pt. 1

Take a deep breath… hold it… good.

Smith cornered him just outside the studio. “Draco! Hey, Draco!” panting a bit, all flushed with a stupid grin smeared on his face.

“Zacharias,” Draco tipped his chin the tiniest amount.

“I didn’t know you do yoga now!”

“Hmm?” staring at his own fingernails. When that didn’t work, “Yes, well. They say exercise is,” stopped there with a sigh, tired and over-warmed and still annoyingly thinking about—argh. He just needed some water and a few moments of quiet. Not the super-hot instructor’s hands on his hips again, fixing his position.

“—and that’s really difficult, of course,” Smith was droning on, self-satisfied smile and his chest puffing wider with every second. “So, what do you think?”

Draco blinked, post-yoga crabby already. “What?”

“About, erm, Saturday?”

“What?” the look on his face made Smith flinch. “Sorry, I—what about Saturday?”

He gulped a bit before saying, with a lot less bravado, “The party? This Saturday. Everyone’s going, so, I wondered if maybe you’d,” wild hand gestures completed the question for him.

“Oh,” Draco said, then, “oh, you… right. I don’t think I’m available. Sorry.”

Smith didn’t look as crushed as he possibly should be. “Can I get your number? In case you change your mind.”

“Ah,” Draco, couldn’t, erm, think of an excuse fast enough, mind sluggish from all the sweat and the hot-fucking-instructor’s hands, big and warm and perfect on his waist, and, “what? Oh. Why don’t you give me your number, that way I can,” and pretended to write down whatever Smith was saying. Then nodded him along, which took ages, leaving Draco finally, blessedly alone. The sun had set, streetlights buzzing on in too-bright-white.

As if on cue, Pansy, Blaise and Greg all walked out, towel-wrapped shoulders and grinning. “Well well well,” Pansy said first, and Blaise even smacked Draco’s bum with said towel.

“Looks like our boy is finally getting some action,” Greg, the traitor.

“What? No!”

“He is so dreamy,” Blaise blinked his eyelashes faux-coyly. “Oh, Zacharias!”

Draco made a truly inelegant sound, rolled his eyes, and started walking away without looking at his so called ‘friends’. “Took your sweet time,” to Pansy, who appeared at his shoulder, still (infuriatingly) grinning.

“I’d never get in the way of true love,” Pansy said solemnly, and Draco remembered he hated her. “Also, had to stay to do a little snooping on our new instructor.”

Maybe didn’t so much hate as adored her. “And?” biting his own tongue in the rush.

“His name’s Harry, he’s our age, and he’s not married.”

“That’s not a lot to go on,” Draco frowned, jumped when Blaise clapped his shoulder.

“Cheer up, darling. We also learned something very important. You’ll never believe who’s his good mate who convinced him to move down here.”

“Who?”

Blaise’s smirk reflected in Pansy’s face, and, looking behind his shoulder, also in Greg’s. “Loony Lovegood.”

Draco stopped still. “Fuck me.”

“Yes, love, that’s the general objective,” with another pat on his back, and his friends already turning towards their normal café, leaving him nauseous and a little panicky on the pavement, under the harsh street light.

*

In… and out.

Loo-na Lovegood lived with a brutish redhead in a tiny flat entirely crammed with plants. Draco had been exactly twice: once, for the house-warming, and the second for their cat’s birthday. To be fair, it was a nice cat. Fluffy and vicious with an inexplicable affection for socks and a grand tail. Draco thought the cat at least showed a bit of the family pride Loony all but chucked out the window. Of course, back then, he was still speaking to his father, and was not quite the pariah he’d turned himself into nowadays.

She answered his call, still, surprisingly or perhaps not, and was apparently delighted to invite him over for tea.

“Jasmine or charcoal?”

Draco blinked. “Ah, jasmine would be lovely, thank you.” Sitting down delicately on the piece of plastic. “So you’re, ah, remodelling?”

“What? oh, no. It’s a really funny story. Gin and I were going to make a present for Bartholomeo and then he—you know how he’s like, with the socks, and there were prints all over the flat and I thought it was grand but lacked a little something so, what about kombucha?”

“Pardon?”

Luna turned back from the cupboard. “I forgot we had kombucha! Harry swears by it.”

Draco’s heart went seventy times faster. “Harry?” he asked, entirely innocently.

“Yeah, you remember my friend, well you’ve never met him but do you remember he has glasses and lovely black hair and he loves kombucha and he does acro with his dog and it’s the most wonderful thing!”

Trying to unpack the rather-a-lot: “Wait, he’s—doing what with his dog?”

“Acro-yoga? His dog’s adorable. His name is Snuffles and he’s fifteen years old and the sweetest thing in the whole entire world. You have to watch the video!”

“There’s a video?” in what he hoped wasn’t a completely embarrassing tone.

“Here, let me show you. Oh, watch the paint, we wouldn’t want to get your nice trousers all… hmm.”

“Hmm?”

“Hmm. Nothing. Just something that Harry… the video! Oh, Draco, you won’t even believe it, here we go.”

Draco left the flat that day with three revelations:

Maybe he did sort of like dogs after all.

Harry Potter wasn’t entirely human. Couldn’t be, looking like that, smiling like that.

Loony Lovegood makes one hell of a jasmine tea.  

Then, on the bus and a rushed phone call later:

4. Harry Potter was going to be in Smith's party on Saturday.

(For flufftober day 30. Hopefully, a sequel to this will be posted tomorrow! Find the soft AO3 collection here).

[pluralprompts]

Prompt #815

Write about a system going to a farmers' market!

[theoneinmultiplefandoms]

five daisies, a pasture of sage, a lily posing, and rows of roses

(Third #burnthamsdrawing2023 fanart, based off of the Egghead poem of the same name for the challenge prompt: Flowers!)