#prompt : fanboy

[charlietheepicwriter7]

The Joker was apprehended, sitting on the ground as Batman guarded him, but the kid--"Bruce Wayne's newest ward, how tragic! Hehehe!"--was nowhere to be found. Nightwing and Red Hood desperate searched the warehouse until a shuffling noise grabbed their attention.

A kid, black haired just like the kid in the Joker's broadcast, crawling out of a pile of boxes. "Is it over?" the boy asked quietly.

Nightwing guided him to the only exit, unfortunately walking past the boy's own kidnapper. "Yeah, kid. It's over. Come on-"

Like a shot, the boy rushed the Joker and kicked him right in the balls.

The Joker wheezed like a dying squeaky toy. Red Hood froze. Nightwing immediately snatched the boy up by the armpits, but all that did was give the boy the height to attack again, punting Joker in the jaw. The clown went down and cracked his head on the floor. He did not get back up.

There was a moment of silence before Red Hood roared with laughter, his helmet distorting the sound.

[finemealprompt]

DP x DC Prompt #51

Damian would like it on the record that this is Todd's fault. If Todd hadn't encouraged Damian to start making fan art, he wouldn't be in this mess. Stupid Todd, Damian should've known better than to listen to him.

But here he was, blushing like mad as he nervously asked his favorite author to sign the fan art he had made for his book. He was such an idiot! Danny Fenton surely would be-

"Oh this is amazing! Do you have any prints I can buy off of you?"

Damian will swear up and down he did not faint.

[hana-no-seiiki]

SINGER/POPSTAR! DARLING: *singing very ominous, detailed lyrics about unaliving*

YANDERE! SUPERFAN: YESSSS SLAYYYY!!! KILL THAT EX OF YOURS!!! IM HERE!!! IM WAITING!!! YESSSSS!!!

[wondersinwaynemanor]

some Red Hood's men discussion

Man 1: I heard the boss is a redhead and he uses this special shampoo to make sure his hair don't fall off. His helmet keeps his hair healthy.

Man 2: That's possible. But probably cus he's old, his hair is falling out. And he uses a flip phone, right? I think the boss must be old, like nearing 50's. He doesn't know modern technology.

Man 3: Ah, man, fuck the rich and their technology. But hear this out. I think the boss is secretly a meta. I saw him get stabbed by the chest, but didn't even bleed out. And look how ridiculously tall he is!

Man 4: Nah, dude, we're just weak and short as fuck compared to him. But what if the boss is actually a writer? I mean, we've seen those large shelves of books in his office. I'm sure he doesn't only read, but also write, right?

Man 5: Hmmm, maybe. The boss is smart as fuck. But you won't be ready for this? Cus I swear to God, I've heard someone say he's a fan of Wonder Woman. I think I've seen a Wonder Woman poster in his office.

Man 6: Huh? I don't blame him. Wonder Woman is beautiful and hot as fuck-

Red Hood, voice so loud and deep, which scares his men: What are you ladies gossiping about? Get your lazy asses back to work! You better make sure you know how this lead goes tonight cus if not. Well, it will be bloody.

Man 1: Sorry, boss.

Man 2: On it, boss.

Man 3: Right away, boss.

Once the Red Hood turns around from his men, he checks his flip phone to read the message from Nightwing about when will Wonder Woman be visiting the Manor for brunch so he can get her to sign his new Wonder Woman merch.

turns out Red Hood's men are only right about the Wonder Woman one, but who knows. he actually might be a writer too.

[x-emeraldsky-x]

TobiDei Week 2024: Day 1 - Fanboy

// @tobideiweek

[agreatandhonorablesoldier]

incorrect quotes 13/? Daggers edition

[minnesota-fats]

The Manson’s and the Wayne’s are distant cousins and when bruce gets a call from his cousin Jeramy that they need somewhere to send his daughter to for the summer so she could experience more from the world. Bruce thinks why not and says yes.

Fast forward to the day she arrives, everyone is nervous, damian is angry because this random unknown (“she’s not an unknown, damian, she is your cousin who we have already researched”-Dick) teen girl living in the manor.

They were expecting some snobby rich kid and instead got a chaotic Goth chick who didn’t want to be here either.

Her and Damian become besties, Sam the cool older cousin and Damian the angry duckling that follows her around because she also likes animals and swords (even though I feel sam would be more into blunt force weapons)

With in the first day, Sam figured out that bruce was batman and found her way into the bat cave(used context clues when she followed a sleep deprived Tim) because she cant keep her nose out of anything. And at dinner looks bruce in the eye and says, “so, your Batman.” To everyone’s horror.

Tim dying because she is like an older meaner Damian but less stabby

Dick is excited that the baby of the family has made a friend

Cass likes Sam and teaches her to blend into the shadows

Jason thinks is hilarious until she points out that she can feel that he had died then immediately likes he again when she manages to sucker punch the Joker after he called her little girl.

Bruce has a migraine

Thats not even including the ghost shenanigans that could happen!!!

Like also at dinner sam just looks at bruce, “so, why hasnt the justice leauge come and visited amity park. We called you guys enough times that you’d think you guys would at least send over someone to just take a look at all the ghosts”

And everyone just looks at her like, “wait what now?

[tgm-all4one]

On May 27, 2022, Top Gun: Maverick was released exclusively into theaters. Almost overnight, it became a cultural phenomenon with a fandom of individuals from all over the globe who loved the movie and its characters.

One of the fantastic things about the TG and TGM fandom is the diverse and innovative creators who have used these movies as inspiration for their art. Whether that be in the form of writing, fanart, GIFs, moodboards, edits, etc, we have all taken the same 4 hours and 1 minute of film to create unbelievably varied and original content. And that is what this challenge is about.

What is the "It's not the prompt. It's the creator." challenge?

The idea behind the "It's not the prompt. It's the creator." challenge is to show that even though we might all use similar tropes or AUs, or create GIFs of the same scenes, or use the same moodboard themes, it is our own personal creativity, innovation, and preferences that make our work unique.

So unlike other challenges, everyone will be using the exact same prompt. That's it. One prompt. And an unlimited amount of participants.

And yes, there will probably be art that is similar (either the tropes, themes, characters, etc), however the point is to show that even when two creators have similar independent ideas, their final creation is unique because they put their own original spin on it that only they could do.

What is the prompt?

To celebrate the one-year anniversary of Top Gun: Maverick being released, the prompt is:

"Last summer was one no one could ever forget. Now, a year later, character(s) still feel(s) the effects of that time."

Be as creative as you want and feel free to use any characters from Top Gun (1986) and/or Top Gun: Maverick (2022). Also, while the prompt says a year has passed, there is no set time your art has to be set. It can be pre-canon, post-canon, during-canon, and AU setting, etc. Whatever inspires you!

What is allowed?

Whatever you want. It can be SFW, NSFW, slash, reader insert, OC, no relationship, poly, AU, fluff, smut, angst, whump, etc.

You can also use whatever your preferred medium is to fill the prompt. Writing, artworks, GIF sets, edits, moodboards, playlists, Pinterest boards, etc. Or think out of the box and build a scene out of Legos, make a stop-motion video, draw a flipbook. Whatever inspires you and your creativity! If you created it, it counts.

And there are no minimums or maximums limits for words, time, number of GIFs, etc. Just however much or little you want to share, even if it is still a WIP.

There are only three requirements:

TAG YOUR WORK APPROPRIATELY so others can filter out what they might not be comfortable with. Each post will be checked before being reblogged, however, mistakes can be made so please tag them correctly.

You must be 18+ to participate. Due to the freedom of the event and the fact NSFW content is allowed, only those 18 or older may participate. And if your blog does not have any age indicated on it (18+, 20s, over 21, 35, etc.), your post will not be reblogged. I am very sorry to any minors hoping to participate at this time.

No AI resources can be used as part of a submission. While AI can create cool works of art, they aren't your works of art. As that is the point of this challenge, it will not be permitted.

When does the event take place?

The event will start on Saturday, May 27 and run until Saturday, June 4. However, if you can't finish in time and post after that, this blog will try its best to still reblog your work whenever you feel ready to post.

How do we submit our work?

You can do this one of two ways:

Post your work on your blog as usual and tag @tgm-all4one. Also, tag the post with #tgm all4one. It will then be reblogged here throughout the week.

Submit a post to this blog using the "Submit your papers" button in the blog header. As long as it is tagged correctly, the blog will then post it throughout the week.

There is also an AO3 collection if you prefer to share over there. Please check the FAQ page for the link.

Please check out the FAQ page if you have any questions and please feel free to reach out either through an ask or DM if you have any questions! There is also a condensed version of this post here for quick reference.

I am excited to see what everyone comes up with and happy Top Gun: Maverick anniversary!

[rae-gar-targaryen]

HOW AM I NOT SUPPOSED TO WRITE ALL OF MY FICS ABOUT HIM??????

[planetpiastri]

💝+ a kiss that isn't meant to happen but does so anyway from this list with fanboy🤍

this turned out VERY unserious but like 90s romcom unserious if that makes sense? anyways i hope you enjoy!! | [wc - 1.1k]

This was bad. This was very, very bad. You couldn’t recall a time when you’d been in a situation this bad.

Mickey was off limits. Before you ever even met him, you’d set that rule for yourself. It didn’t matter that with every little thing your friend told you about him, you found yourself liking him more and more. It didn’t matter that when you did finally meet, you hit things off uncomfortably well. It didn’t matter that somewhere along the line he’d become one of your closest friends. It didn’t matter that their relationship had only lasted a couple months and had ended amicably. It didn’t matter that you’d fallen hopelessly, utterly in love with him.

He was your friend’s ex-boyfriend, which meant he was off limits. 

And now you were sitting next to him at a baseball game, the seats so small you were practically in his lap, and his arm was around the back of your chair.

This was very bad.

“These are good seats,” you said for maybe the billionth time.

“Thanks. I won them on the radio,” he replied for the billion-and-first time.

You tried desperately not to read into the fact that when Mickey won Dodgers tickets, you had been the first one he’d called, his voice loud and exuberant as he word-vomited: “I bought tickets no I didn’t buy them I won them I won Dodgers tickets I was the seventeenth caller and I won tickets there’s two of them for this Saturday are you free do you want to come do you want to come to a Dodgers game with me please?” 

Mickey was one of your best friends, and you were one of his. It made sense that he’d want to take you with him to an event like this. Did you know much about baseball? No, not really. But you knew enough to know when to cheer and when to boo and when to shout, “Aw, come on!”

This made sense. This was completely platonic. There wasn’t anything to read into here. 

Maybe if you said it to yourself enough, you’d start to believe it, too.

On the field, the players scrambled into action. A Dodgers player sprinted for third and got tagged out. The stands roared.

“Aw, come on!” you said.

Mickey glanced at you and laughed. His arm moved, bumping against your shoulders, and you went stiff as a board. Surely he knew what he was doing. So why the hell was he doing it?

He must be messing with you. Mickey was always teasing you like that. The other night at the bar Hangman had made some offhand comment about ‘When are you two going to just get together?,’ and ever since that, Mickey had been playing things up around everyone. That must be what this was. He was just teasing you, enjoying watching you squirm.

This was normal. Mickey was off limits. 

“Hey,” he said suddenly, his mouth so close to your ear that you nearly jumped out of your skin. “Can I ask you a question?”

“I’m gonna get something to drink!” you almost yelled, standing so abruptly that your shoulder knocked against Mickey’s chin. You immediately cringed, reaching out to cup his face and blurting, “Oh, fuck, I’m so sorry.”

“S'okay,” Mickey grunted. “Are you okay?”

You opened your mouth to reply and apologize again, but a whistle blared down on the field. The teams began to switch, and music began to play, and the jumbotron began to play a kitschy, red-and-pink heart animation.

“Here comes that kiss cam!” the announcer said loudly. “Pucker up, fans!”

“God, I’m thirsty!” you said hoarsely. “Do you want a drink, Mickey? Maybe some ice for your face?”

His hands were still on your wrists, his gaze serious. “I really need to ask you something.”

“Wouldn’t you rather ask me with a nice, cold Coke in your hand?” you blurted, panicked heat coursing through your skin.

Overhead, the announcer said, “Alright, you two, how about a kiss?” You cast a quick glance towards the jumbotron as an elderly couple chastely pressed their lips together. The crowd aww-ed.

“No, I'm okay,” said Mickey, tugging at your arms. “Can’t you sit down?”

“Or a hot dog,” you rambled, your mouth working independently of your brain. “Or nachos! Don’t you want nachos?”

“Are you okay?” asked Mickey, his eyebrows knitting in concern. “Maybe you do need some water.”

On the jumbotron, the camera found a little boy sitting with his mother in an oversized Dodgers jersey. The announcer said, “And a kiss for mom! How sweet.”

“I’m okay,” you said quickly. “It’s just hot up here. Don’t you think it’s hot up here? Mickey, can you let go of my hands, please?”

He did, but he angled his legs across the aisle so you couldn’t run away. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No!” you yelped, scrubbing your hands across your face. “No, you didn’t—you haven’t—you’re great. This is just me.”

“But I just—”

“And how about these two? Oh, are we interrupting something?” said the announcer, and when you jerked your head to look over at the jumbotron, you saw yourself.

This could not be happening.

“How about a kiss?” said the announcer.

You sat down in your seat, hard, your face burning. Your heart was pounding your chest, and you could feel your blood pulsing in your head. Mickey was shaking you gently and saying something, and when you looked over at him, everything else seemed to fade away.

“We don’t have to,” he was saying, trying to give you a bolstering smile.

You said something. Later, you’d have a hard time remembering what exactly it was you said, but you were pretty sure it was something like, “I wish we could.” 

“We’re waiting,” said the announcer. People were chanting, encouraging you.

“We shouldn’t,” you said.

“Shouldn’t we?” said Mickey. His fingers brushed the hair at your temple, grounding you as his hand cupped the side of your head.

“What about that question you wanted to ask?” you murmured, unable to focus on anything except his eyes, pinning you in place.

“Forget the question,” said Mickey, and then his other hand came up to the other side of your face and he kissed you. You sighed into his mouth, which maybe would have been embarrassing, but this was Mickey. If you couldn’t be yourself with him, you couldn’t be yourself with anyone.

And what a kiss. It was like listening to your favorite song—every rhythm, every beat, every crescendo and every fade, it was all familiar and expected and anticipated and satisfying.

When he pulled away, you felt calm—and profoundly silly. The kiss cam was long gone; the game was going again. It was just you and Mickey in the seats he had won on the radio.

Your mouth fumbled for words. “I didn’t mean—I didn’t—I just—I didn’t plan for this.”

That more than anything else is what finally made Mickey break into a beautiful, wide smile. “Well, jeez,” he said, “I’d sure hope not.”

And then he kissed you again.

[finemealprompt]

DP x DC Prompt #39

Out of all the ways that Tim could be recognized in public, he wasn't prepared to be recognized from his fanvids.

But, when he's out and about in a random small town on an assignment, he gets approached by a goth girl with excitement in her eyes.

"Oh my god, are you Terminericalien? From TikTok? The one who makes those fanvids about the Trinity of Doom?"

His siblings are never gonna let him live this down once they find those videos.

[nykie-love-anime]

Day 2 ~ First Meeting

You have an assigned seat next to him at a wedding for a mutual friend. Mutual friend being your older brother and Fanboy’s captain.

“Hey I am Y/N.” you said sitting next to the handsome man at your assigned seat at your older brother, Pete’s, wedding. You really could not be happier for him and Penny marrying each other after all these years of pining. “Good afternoon Y/N, I am Mickey but you can call me Fanboy. “So who are you here for?” you questioned after sipping a bit of your champagne to calm down your nerves. “Well I am here for my captain. So the groom.” He said smiling at you.

“Me too.” You said putting down the champagne flute. Turning back to the handsome man. “So are you like a pilot or what?” you question with a raised eyebrow. “Oh no I am a Weapon Systems Officer. I fly along with Payback.” He said pointing towards the table next to yours, at his pilot who was having a conversation with Bradley. “Oh nice.” You said with a smile. “And what about you, are you a pilot or what?” he asked with a curious smile.

“Oh no, no.” you started laughing. “No that gene went to my brother I am a kindergarten teacher. I love working with kids.” You said with a small smile thinking about work and all the happy little faces you get to see every day. “Oh little kids are really cute unless they start to cry.” He shuddered at the idea causing you to burst out laughing. “Thankfully my kids are behaved most of the time.” You giggled out and he nodded looking at your empty glass.

“Would you like another drink?” he questions and you nod. “Please can I get a beer I have had enough of champagne for the rest of the night.” You said with a smile thinking back to the room getting ready with Penny and her friends. He returns with two beers and the two of you talk and laugh as if you have known each other forever.

“Ladies and gentlemen. I would like you to turn you heads to the dancefloor.” The DJ said making the people all look at him. “Please give a big applause for the happy couple. Mister and Misses Mitchell opening the dancefloor for us.” The DJ yelled hyping up the crowd. “Please note that after this lovely couple’s dance the dancefloor will be open and the bouquet toss and garter throwing will take place so single people get ready.” He continued as Hold My Hand by Lady Gaga starts to play.

Watching them dance as husband and wife made your stomach fill with butterflies at the loving looks that they are giving each other. They are moving all over the open dancefloor. Starting to slow down the crowd cheered as Pete dipped Penny giving her a kiss as the song is starting to come to an end. Them looking each other with so much love the rest of the guests no longer mattering, no longer in the room with them. It is just Penny and Mav together dancing a bit after when the songs finally comes to an end. Pete kissed her with so much passion. And the crowd are on their feet cheering as they pull away from each other finally acknowledging their friends and family.

“Aah wasn’t that lovely ladies and gentlemen. Now single men on the dancefloor.” The DJ cheered as Penny and Pete smiled at the guests laughing as Jake and Bradley race towards the floor nearly falling flat on their faces. Both you and Mickey laughed at their antics. “Are you not going?” you questioned the WSO right next to you and he shook his head. “Oh come on it is just for fun.” After a few seconds of debating he sighed with a laugh and stood up. “Fine but you have to join the bouquet toss as well.” He said with a finger pointing at you. “Of course.” You laughed as he walked towards the dance floor.

“Okay gentlemen are you ready.” The DJ asked after Pete got the garter from under Penny’s dress. Another One Bites the Dust by Queen starts to play as Maverick turn around lifting his hand in the air a few times before finally letting go. The men all rush to catch the white garter but Mickey being the lucky man he is catches it with no struggle causing the rest of the men to groan out loud and Maverick to chuckle.

“Now wasn’t that a good catch ladies and gentlemen. Now all the single ladies up and on the dancefloor.” The DJ said with a laugh just as The Weather Girls - It's Raining Men starts playing and you stood up pointing at Mickey as he laughs. “Okay girls are you ready.” Penny asks preparing to throw the flowers. And just as luck would have it the bouquet came straight towards you. With a laugh you catch the flowers causing Penny and your brother to laugh.

“Well there you have it ladies and gents. Please can the lovely miss Mitchell and our handsome garter catcher stay on the dancefloor for your dance.” The rest of the girls went back to their tables. “So we meet again mister Fanboy.” You teased with a big smile. “It appears we do miss Mitchell.”

“You keep your hands were I can see them Garcia. Don’t try anything funny with my sister or I will have your ass at training Monday morning.” Mav yelled with a grin on his face but being serious, nonetheless. “Oh Mav let them be.” Penny said smiling at Mickey. “Have fun you two. Dance your hearts out.” “Thanks Pen we will.” He said with a smile turning towards you and taking your hand in his as We Belong by Pat Benatar starts playing.

“Wanna piss off my brother?” you asked with a mischievous grin. “Woman you are going to be the death of me.” He starts but nodded. As he moved on the dancefloor you pulled his face closer testing the waters. He leaned forward pressing his luscious soft lips on yours. Now this caused an uproar from the dagger squad as they cheered on their teammate making Penny laugh and Maverick to grumbled that he will make him run 50km Monday morning.

Pulling away from the kiss hesitantly you grinned up at Fanboy. “Wow.” You whispered. “Just know if I die Monday I am so going to haunt your pretty little ass.” He said with a smile. “You think my butt is pretty mister Fanboy where have you been looking all night.” You teased causing him to grumbled pinching your side as you shrieked with a laugh. “Well if I am going to die I might as well go out in style.” He muttered against your lips pulling you into a soul sucking second kiss.

Day 1 | Masterlist | Day 3

[wondersinwaynemanor]

Wondermom and young Jason prompt

one of the favorite things young Jason loved about being Robin was visiting the Watchtower with Batman. Jason loved being up there as it gave him the sense of flight, seeing stars and different aircrafts on the sky. so close; he swore he could touch them.

but what struck him the most was when he first met Wonder Woman. she's the most beautiful and captivating and strongest ; the literal perfect hero Jason has ever seen. when Wonder Woman flew to the cafeteria, giving Jason a soft smile with her comforting voice, he was blushing hard that he wanted to hide under Batman's cape. Jason was eating cereal and Wonder Woman wiped a few crumbs on his mouth. she called him "little prince" and asked him what's it like being Robin. he remembered she sat close to Batman, their arms brushing against each other. Jason took a mental note to ask B about that later tonight.

Wonder Woman has also saved Jason plenty of times.

one of those nights was when Jason and Bruce had an argument. Jason climbed down the window of his bedroom. he ran to the streets of Crime Alley. he thought he hated Bruce, he thought he didn't love his life at the manor, and he thought he wasn't worthy to be Robin. he smashed his distress signal and tracker, leaving Bruce clueless as to where he was.

the person who found him that night was Wonder Woman, who volunteered to help Batman. she noticed how stressed and not in his self Batman was when they had a Justice League meeting earlier.

Wonder Woman scooped Jason in her arms, finding him on an abandoned building, where he was smoking. she flew them to her apartment where she made sure he was warm.

"Diana, why did you look for me? I'm not worthy. I shouldn't even be Robin."

Diana hugged Jason and kissed his forehead, "My little prince, you are worthy. You're strong and smart, and it's sad you don't even realize it. Bruce just gets upset sometimes because he cares for you. That's what love is. It may be hard to understand at first, but you can feel it."

young Jason felt warmer than he ever did despite the cold weather outside.

from outside the window, Batman watched Diana embrace his son with an odd yet comforting and welcoming warmth on his chest.

[viktheviking1]

Crazy Fandom Crossovers!

Fanfic or Fanart crossover ideas. In my case I have no ideas for actual plot or even art ideas. If you have a suggestion, you can leave a comment or something! Or if you want to use it, ask.

For me it's Restaurant to Another World x Doctor Who. A food anime and a live action sci-fi show doesn't normally go together. But Restaurant to Another World has dimension travel, multiple alien species, and mysterious portal doors that might be considered bigger on the inside? I think it'd be great, but I have ideas for plot! If anyone wants to give suggestions, or what to use it yourself, you can, but only if you send me a link!

Reblog with your crossover ideas (that you don't mind sharing)

[sadbigemini]

Another MHA fic prompt, coming to you.

Marvel, MCU/MHA Crossover - Reincarnation

Inspired by: Oracle {by} Miss Anne Thropy (Rahndom).

Agent Phil Coulson who was alive when quirks appeared in 2014 is reincarnated as Midoriya Izuku.

After a life threatening situation Midoriya started remembering things of another life. Gaining memories and skills from it all until the two are completely aligned.

(Avengers and the New York Battle would have happened in 2014 instead of 2012.)

You could add S.H.I.E.L.D and Marvel's heroes to the wars that happened when quirks appeared.

I think with Coulson-like thoughts that Mido would lose some admiration for All Might.

Y'know, not getting him medical attention, leaving him on a rooftop and crushing his dreams, telling him a national security level secret that could put him in danger, and etc.

Coulson would not put up with that shit from what I remember lol. His Coulson thoughts would be like, ‘Cap is cooler anyways’.

Shinsou could be like his Melinda May and Aizawa is his Nick Fury lmao.

Who would be Mido's Skye/Daisy tho? Eri?

Anyway those two don't have to be reincarnated but the similarities! I think he'd be like, ‘they remind me of so and so’ and be all bittersweet.

[tgm-all4one]

Challenge Overview

What is the "It's not the prompt. It's the creator." challenge?

In celebration of the 1 year anniversary of Top Gun: Maverick's release, the "It's not the Prompt. It's the creator." challenge is to showcase the creativity and uniqueness of those in the TG and TGM fandoms by having creators all use the SAME ONE prompt to create their art. The idea is that even if there are similarities, it is the creator's own creativity, innovation, and preferences that make their creations special and original in ways no other creator can.

What is the prompt?

"Last summer was one no one could ever forget. Now, a year later, character(s) still feel(s) the effects of that time."

When do we submit our work?

The event will start on Saturday, May 27 and run until Saturday, June 4. During this time, this blog will reblog the submissions for everyone to see. However, if you post after this date, that's fine too.

How do we submit our work?

You can do this one of two ways:

Post your work on your blog as usual and tag @tgm-all4one. Also, tag the post with #tgm all4one. It will then be reblogged here throughout the week.

Submit a post to this blog using the "Submit your papers" button in the blog header. As long as it is tagged correctly, the blog will then post it throughout the week.

What forms of artistic mediums are allowed?

Any and all. Writing, artworks, GIF sets, edits, moodboards, playlists, Pinterest boards, etc. If you have any questions if something counts, please feel free to send and ask or a DM.

AI generated submissions are the only exception as these are not permitted.

What topics, themes, or tropes are allowed?

Whatever the prompt inspires you to use. SFW, NSFW, slash, reader insert, OC, no relationship, poly, AU, fluff, smut, angst, whump, etc. Just make sure to tag your posts thoroughly or it will not be reblogged.

Are minors allow to participate?

Unfortunately no. Because this event allows NSFW content, anyone under 18 will not be allowed to participate. If your blog does not have any age indicated on it (18+, 20s, over 21, 35, etc.), your art will not be reblogged.

If you have any other questions, check out this more elaborate challenge explanation, the FAQ page, or send an ask or DM to this blog.

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