#star trek ds9 writing prompts

[thoughts-i-have-had-in-passing]

I’m open to hearing specific prompts/tropes too if you’re happy to share them.

I forgot to add, please reblog/share around if you have DS9 friends who you think would like to add their opinion.

[trilled-to-meet-you]

The DS9 Excuse Shirt.

I feel like there is a writing prompt challenge in this.

[ectogeo-rebubbles]

Happy 31st anniversary, DS9!

Because 31 is the Sloan number, I hereby challenge the fandom to collectively post at least 31 new fanworks tagged "Luther Sloan" on ao3 this year (2024) to celebrate! >:)

(The original air date of the first DS9 episode was Jan 3, 1993.)

[dftea]

Perfectly Fine

@badthingshappenbingo: That's Not Normal

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine - Julian Bashir/Elim Garak

Elim Garak did not believe in ghosts. If he told himself that often enough, perhaps they would stop haunting him.

[read on ao3]

[harley-rose25]

Some Vulcanoid/Human fic Prompts/plot ideas I want people to take because I wont write them; k thanks.

Captain Solok Section:

A reoccurring verbal sparring match between Captain Solok and civilian Reader/OC. It's part of Reader/OC's love language. Solok thinks Reader/OC just hates him.

2. Human Reader/OC ends up in a Dominion or Cardassian prison camp with Captain Solok; Pon farr hits…

3. Solok has a secret admire.

4. Captain Solok being (not-so-secretly) obsessed with humans and his crews gossip logic discussion thus.

5. Solok is obsessed in love with Hyper-romantic, emotion personified human Reader/OC.

Vorik Section:

Neelix throws a Valentines day party in one of the holodecks.

2. Reader/OC desires Vorik and decides to make their feeling known; rather aggressively.

3. Muscle-mommy Reader/OFC and Vorik have an encounter.

Dr. Yuris Section:

After losing his medical license on Vulcan Yuris is invited to practice on earth; Dr. Strom Goes with him. Shenanigans ensue.

2. Human Reader/OFC with chronic illness seeks out Vulcans for help after years getting nowhere with human doctors.

3. Dr. Yuris is at another medical conference, after his license is reinstated, when he experiences shan-hal-lak upon meeting Reader/OC, a Human bio-engineer who is actually paralyzed and can only move because the exoskeleton bodysuit they designed.

4. Yuris is invited into secret society of Humans with psionic abilities who are not to keen to have their identities or abilities known to the public.

General Naughty Naughty Section; any character or variety character:

1.Femdom Reader/OFC sees cute vulcanoid on DS9 and wants to play.

2. Reader/OC is a human prostitute brought to DS9 to service the Romulans.

3. Reader/OC is captured by Romulans and forced to work as a sex slave producing human fetish porn.

[void-of-nonsense]

Ficlet, she's half done but I needed this brain child outta my head and I wanted to post it. Star trek, jullien/garak, featuring alien courting rituals.

It goes like this. Jullian is standing in the tailors shop running his hands over the suit garak has just unveild.

"Naturally it's yours for the taking if you only decide it" Jullien pauses only breifly at the odd phrasing as he marvels over the fine stiching.

"A gift, garak?"

"Oh heavens no, my dear doctor. A gift? The very thought of it. For you my dear, never a gift."  his tone is odly soothing, holding his hands like one might to calm a horse but Jullien feels the sting all ghe same. Of course garak hadn't made this just for him, he was just a tailor showing off his latest work to a prospectice customer. Jullien let his hands drop from the outfit and made to turn away.

But garak was strangely insistent, redirecting his attention back to the clothes. Look at this stiching here, doesnt this colour suit you, you really do need better clothes. In the end Jullien caves and decides to buy it.

Garaks face falls breifly when he hands over his credit chit.

Garak bows out of their next lunch appointment citing some rush order or some such. And Jullien finds himself moping alone at quarks..had he been misunderstanding after all? Perhaps they weren't close at all.

It's then that Major Kira walks in and strikes up a conversation, asking why he's moping.

"Well, It's nothing really..it's only well garak I thought maybe he was offering me a gift-" he's caught off guard at the look of fury that crosses her face and before he knows it he's chasing her down the promenade. 'THAT CARDASSIAN BASTARD'

Garak assures that he did no such thing and jullien agrees, said it had been a misunderstanding. "Really its just that he said 'it was mine for the taking' and it confused me" Slowly she stills. Blinks. And then with an ashen face turns and storms out "I don't want to hear about your love life ever again, jullien!'

Jullien is unbelieveably confused. He mutters under his breath that he just doesnt understand and then he starts ranting in his confusion.

Garak stops him with a hand on his shoulder..'my dear, dear doctor I really do think that perhaps I ought to explain.'

And so explain he does.

- cardassians don't give gifts as a general rule at least not overtly. Directly giving a gift is basically an insult/power play. I'm better than you/i was more prepared than you/i have more money than you

- and so gifts generally arent given.but they are sometimes indirectly offered or taken. Most of the time you'd have to suggest far in advance that you are preparing a gift so the other could recriprocate/offer trade. But if you were courting someone to make it clear you were equals its a sort of 'i wont give this to you but I wont stop you from taking it either',

-for the affections to be refturned you'd have to take something of theirs that they offer

- some people offer an object but make it difficult to take, which is probably an old fashioned courting ritual where you have to prove your abilities

[youngpettyqueen]

Hi!!! You wanted fic requests from that prompt list right?

For the prompts, I think 5 and 65 go well together, so maybe something with those two and Julian/garak, if you want?

YES THANK YOU youre so right those do work really well together... love me some hurt/comfort time to inflict it on these two

“I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

“Look at me—just breathe, okay?”

Julian comes to smelling nothing but smoke and tasting nothing but blood.

He tries to open his eyes. Only one does. The other isn't cooperating- feels like it's glued shut. He finds himself looking out over the floor of the promenade. He's on the floor, then. On his stomach, from the feel of it, one arm caught underneath him.

Smell of smoke. Flickering lights. Everything's bathed in orange light. He can see flames, flickering in the corner of his vision.

Julian squeezes his eye shut again, trying to think. His head's pounding like a drum. He was on the promenade, he remembers that much. And he was... he was sitting. He was having lunch. But try as he might, he can't remember how he got to the floor. One second he was sitting, the next he was here.

The context clues make it easy to figure out. Smoke, fire, the vicious hammering in his skull. There must've been an explosion. Which means he's hurt. Which means a lot of other people are probably hurt. Which means he needs to get up, and get to work.

He starts pushing himself up to do just that, but he doesn't get very far. The arm that's caught under him doesn't want to cooperate, and trying to force the issue makes pain rip through his nerves like fire. He ends up buckling onto his side, gasping painfully. The pain centres at his shoulder, white-hot and stabbing- there's something stuck there, right under his collarbone.

Julian opens his eye again. This time, staring out across the smoking promenade, he can see somebody. He tries to call out, but his voice doesn't come, and the attempt leaves him coughing up a lungful of smoke. This does his injured shoulder no favours, and makes him aware of a deep ache in his ribs. He manages to roll himself onto his back to minimize how much he's jostling himself, bracing his ribs with his good arm, still coughing up ash and grit.

This is bad. This is very, very bad.

"Doctor!"

A voice cuts through the ringing in his ears. A familiar voice, only his head is too scrambled to remember who it belongs to. He looks over, and sees the person he'd spotted hurrying towards him.

"Doctor!" They call again. And he realizes who it is, right as his beautiful face comes into view.

Garak drops to his knees beside him. His eyes are wide with alarm, while Julian can only look up at him and smile weakly. Maybe it's sappy, but seeing Garak makes things feel a little less awful.

"G-Garak..." He manages to get out, sounding and feeling like he's talking around a throat full of sand. He coughs uncomfortably, wincing slightly. Then, he remembers just why he was sitting at lunch, and his weak little smile grows as he throws out the accusation, "You're late."

Garak looks like he's on the verge of three different panic attacks. "Yes, well, how fortunate that I was," He says, his tone and his eyes not at all matching his joking words, "Otherwise I might have been caught in this, and then where would you be?" His eyes keep flicking to Julian's injured shoulder, confirming what he already knows.

Julian manages a weak nod. "There's something in my shoulder." He acknowledges.

"A sizeable piece of metal," Garak supplies him, since Julian can't see it, "And you've got a nasty cut on your forehead."

"I'm concussed," Julian adds, "And I've got some bruised ribs. Can't tell how many. They may be broken. Hard to judge the pain with... you know." He nods weakly to his shoulder.

"Oh, is that all?" Garak asks, his sarcasm sounding genuine, of course, "Any other injuries I should know about, Doctor?"

"I'll let you know if any make themselves known," Julian rasps, "Now, could you be a dear and- and hit my comm badge? I can't really move all that much." He admits.

"There's no point," Garak tells him, "Comms are down. So are transporters. From what I can tell, several bombs have gone off. Here, ops, at least one in the habitat ring, and maybe one in the infirmary," He gives Julian a grim look, "We seem to be in quite the dire situation, Doctor." He observes.

Julian huffs something that might be a laugh. "I'd noticed," He puffs out, "So, just you and me, then. Tell me, Mr. Garak..." He hopes his nerves aren't showing as he asks, "How are your medical skills?"

Garak's expression gives nothing away. "Subpar, compared to yours," He replies, "Though I suspect we have no other choice."

"None at all," Julian agrees, "Either you stop all this bleeding I'm currently doing, or I'm going to be in... quite a bit of trouble." He's already lightheaded. He hopes that's just the concussion.

"Alright," Garak nods, "Alright, yes. Yes. Stop the bleeding," He nods again, and leans back to start tearing at his tunic, "I can certainly do that." He continues, sounding like he's talking to himself more than he's talking to Julian.

Julian manages to raise a brow at him. "Garak."

"Yes, Doctor?" Garak doesn't look up.

"Try to sound a bit more confident," Julian suggests, "Makes patients feel... at ease."

Despite everything, Garak still manages to give him an unimpressed look as he tears a sizeable chunk of fabric away from his tunic. "I'll keep that in mind," He replies flatly, shifting in closer. His expression softens as his eyes return to what Julian is sure must be a grisly wound, "Now, I'm going to take care of you, ok? And I need you to advise me on the best way to do that."

Julian nods. "Of course," He agrees, "My shoulder needs immediate attention. You have to stop the bleeding there, but don't... don't remove the piece of metal," He advises, "Sort of... wrap that fabric around it, and press down on the wound. Try not to move the metal," He adds, "It might make the bleeding worse."

Garak listens intently, eyeing his task up. "Seems simple enough," He says. Then, with an almost... sympathetic look to Julian, he tells him, "I will have to hold you down, Doctor."

"I know," Julian replies, "It's going to hurt. I'm probably going to scream bloody murder." He warns him.

"You know I'd never want to hurt you." Garak adds.

Julian manages a faint smile. "If the choice comes down to you hurting me, or me bleeding to death, I hope you don't mind if I'd much rather have you hurt me." He murmurs.

Garak takes a breath. "Very well," He says, "Brace yourself, my dear." He shifts himself into position, placing himself in such a way that he can hold Julian down against the floor as he gets his makeshift bandage ready.

Julian gets to take half a bracing breath before the pain spikes. Garak moves in quickly, clamping down on the wound with both hands, and it feels like someone's set his shoulder ablaze. Julian screams like he's just been shot, instinctively trying to jerk away, but Garak doesn't let up on him. He's trapped, pinned down, and thank god for that, but he can't help but howl again as the piece of metal buried in his shoulder jostles with the movement.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry-" Garak gasps, continuing to hold him down and keeping steady pressure on the wound. It feels like he's also holding onto the metal, keeping it still as best he can, "Look at- look at me, Doctor, look at me- just breathe, yes?" He tries, with a smile that is not at all convincing, "Just breathe. Try to breathe."

Julian manages to still himself, gasping shallowly and painfully, black spots dancing in his vision. "I have damaged ribs!" He manages to hiss out, "This is the best I can do!"

"I'm not exactly a trained professional!" Garak reminds him, voice pitched with anxiety, "I'm just saying what you always seem to say to your patients! What else would you have me say?" He demands.

"Just- just distract me," Julian gets out between gasps, "Tell me a story. True, false, doesn't- doesn't matter, just- just anything, Elim, please-" He begs. He's tempted to ask him to bash his head off the floor and knock him out, but he doesn't think that would help Garak's current state. He can feel his hands trembling against him.

Garak's eyes search his face, the panic in them clear and unguarded. And then, almost hysterically, he asks, "Did you know one of my first jobs was as a server?"

The absurdity of that question almost makes Julian forget about his current agony. Almost. "What?"

"Yes, I was a server," Garak continues, looking and sounding like he's flying by the seat of his pants, "A waiter, as you Humans might say. It was a fine dining establishment, only for the highest of high classes. Have I truly never mentioned this?"

"Never," Julian gasps, "Do- do go on."

"Oh, gladly," Garak takes one hand away from the wound in his shoulder, and reaches over to gently brush some of Julian's hair away from his forehead- looking at his head wound, "I served some very high profile individuals, including one you're all too familiar with," He starts gingerly probing around where the wound must be, and Julian grinds his teeth as he presses on bruising, "You remember our good friend, Gul Dukat."

"I wish I didn't." Julian growls, more out of pain than anything else.

Garak manages a chuckle at that. "How rude, my dear. I seem to be rubbing off on you," He observes, "But yes, I would serve our dear Dukat often. The man can't hold his liquor," He tells him, "It's rather embarrassing, actually. One time, he..."

And Garak continues to ramble, concocting a story out of thin air that holds absolutely no truth. Still, Julian hangs onto every word, clinging to them as he desperately clings to consciousness. Garak's hand finds its way into his good one, holding tight, and it stays there until help finally finds them.

[sourb0i]

In the interest of getting some more writing practice, I'm going to open up askbox prompts! All you have to do is send me any character (or pairing, or trio etc.) From the following list, along with an optional two other words (they can be themes, or settings, or objects-- whatever your heart desires) and I'll write a short little scene of 500 words or less.

Fandoms:

Star Trek (TOS/AOS, TNG, DS9)

The Magnus Archives

Pacific Rim

The Legend of Vox Machina

Star Wars Rebels

Danny Phantom

Zombies Run

No crossovers please! I will also be picky about which ships you send me, so submit at your own risk lol.

I'm also happy to do prompts from my own WIP novel, Only the Good Die Young! It's a scifi western about a woman searching for vengance against the woman who killed her lover and burned her town to the ground.

[deepestturtlepielover]

Garak and Julian getting together and doing couples things that are so fucking cute that you just wanna AGH- like cute dinners while playfully arguing and role playing as James Bond also garak showing Julian how to sew properly

Odo having to restrain garak from tearing off some Klingons face cause they touched his doctor in a way he didn’t like so now he has to be put in jail for awhile and Julian is like ok that was definitely not normal garak behavior time to get serious and he tries to interrogate garak but garak talks circles around him because garaks knows but he isn’t sure if he’s right

but after some hardcore fooling around Julian gets pregnant somehow and he doesn’t know but garak knows (cue cardassian {aka garak} being a protective lizard hissing at people who approach their mates or just full on attacking) and garak can’t really think straight cause he’s like overrun with his instincts and Julian being his adorably stupid smart self thinks garak is just being a little more possessive than normal but it’s ok cause their together again (also Garak wrapping his tail around his doctor whenever their together for safety reasons )

but when he figures it out he does freak out a bit cause like there’s a baby growing in him ?? He didn’t know?? What kinda doctor is he?? Full existential crisis like what if they’re like me ?! and garak has to calm him down but julian goes to wrap his arm around his stomach garak misinterprets this action, and he restrains Julian and garak freaks out like please don’t hurt them don’t leave me and Julian through his tears of whatever (up to you) is like this is definitely weird I’ll give you that but I’ll never leave you wtf is wrong with you <3

After a long night juilan ends up having 4 hatchlings and they are a happy family now and they get married at quarks bar after quark so lovingly gives them a discount cause why not no it’s not because odo talked him into it shut up lo anyways all their friends are there and tora ziyal is alive and well and totally a flower girl at their wedding cause I love her and she’s a sweet baby Sisko officiates them or whatever

[hosseinis]

For the song/fic ask: any of 42/72/92 and succession/house m.d./ds9 which like idk if you write for those, so pick and choose as you like! (Also not picking a specific ship bc I feel like the song's gotta tell you, you know?)

send me an ask with a ship/fandom + a number from 1 through 100 and i will write a small ficlet (100 words or more) based on the song at that ranking!

#92: This Is Me by Keala Settle (The Greatest Showman)

“I’m curious,” Quark starts, to which Odo replies, “Well, that’s never a good thing.”

“Ha ha,” Quark says without feeling, and leans forward on the bar. Odo’s not drinking anything, of course, but he’s keeping an eye out on a pair of Arcadians near the Dabo table. “It’s more of a question, really.”

“I suppose I don’t have a choice but to hear it.”

“Nope,” Quark says cheerfully, and gestures at Odo’s general figure, to which Odo feels a bit affronted. “Haven’t you ever tried to look like anything else before? Biological, I mean. You’ve turned into a chair more times than I can count, after all. Is it hard for you to do it?”

There's a silence that follows, though for once Odo doesn’t feel insulted, or even annoyed. Instead he has to ponder that for a long moment, one finger tapping against the bartop while he thinks. Of course, there were times before he came aboard Deep Space Nine that he would turn into all sorts of things to entertain others, but usually they were inanimate objects.

“I've been a rat before,” Odo finally says thoughtfully. “That wasn’t very difficult.”

Quark hums.

“That’s it?” He gestures at him again. “I mean, really, Odo. You could look however you want. Some people would kill for that. Don’t you ever want to try and be a different you?”

“...well, no. This is me,” Odo says after a moment, a bit perplexed. “Or at least, this is what I choose to look like.”

“Hm. I suppose it’s the same thing, really,” Quark replies. He's looking at Odo with something unreadable, though his sharp teeth are showing in a way that looks more like a smile than a smirk. Something about it seems… fond, almost. Then the smile turns a bit mischievous, but the fondness remains. “Have you ever tried being a Ferengi?”

Odo gives him a dry look.

“I would rather be a rat," he says flatly.

Quark chortles, making his way around the bar to greet some new guests as they walk in.

“Suit yourself.”

Odo watches him go, feeling oddly like maybe one day he ought to try.

“Bah,” he scoffs after a moment, flustered, and returns his attention to the Arcadians.

[udaberriwrites]

One Word Prompts Ahoy!

So, following in the footsteps of @0nelittlebirdtoldme and @alpaca-clouds, I have also decided to open my askbox to one word prompts!

Please send an ask with a fandom, a ship (romantic or platonic) or a character and one word and I'll write a short fic between 500 to 1000 words. I won't be writing smut for this set of prompts, as that's not my forte.

I may adjust the wordcount and list in the future, but for the moment the following fandoms are open to prompts:

Star Trek (TOS / TNG / DS9 / VOY)

Temeraire - Naomi Novik

Hades (Video Game)

Castlevania (Cartoon)

Heartstopper (Webcomic/Netflix/Solitaire)

What about ships? While I'm up for considering any combination (even crazy ones!), these are some of my favourites:

James T Kirk & Leonard "Bones" McCoy & Spock

Sarek & Spock

William Riker/Deanna Troi

Kira Nerys/Jadzia Dax

Julian Bashir & Jadzia Dax

Julian Bashir/Elim Garak

Kes/Tom Paris

William Laurence & Temeraire

John Granby/William Laurence/Tenzing Tharkay

Napoleon Bonaparte/William Laurence

Dusa <3

Megaera/Thanatos/Zagreus

Achilles/Patroclus

Alucard | Adrian Tepes /Trevor Belmont/Sypha Belnades

Nicholas "Nick" Nelson/Charles "Charlie" Spring

Elle Argent & Isaac Henderson & Charles "Charlie" Spring & Tao Xu

Tagging: Ok, gang! The prompts are open for everyone, but I'll add a quick tag to some reliable enablers :P @mikaharuka, @kayedium-writes, @precambrian-sea-pancake, @hylianjo, @tsunderewatermelon, @lena-hills, @axolotlsupremacyowo, @alpaca-clouds, @0nelittlebirdtoldme

Let the prompt season commence!

[yearlytrekchallenge]

Welcome to Yearly Trek Challenge!! This blog is brought to you by an avid Trekkie who loves the concept of monthly fan challenges for art/fic/prompts/etc, but unfortunately has neither the time nor spoons for daily creating of content. The solution? A similar style challenge, but with one prompt per month!

My goal is to keep a semi-active ongoing challenge where each month we’ll have a prompt for fan content— gifsets, fanfic, artwork, crafts, cosplay, and any other form of fan work— and this blog will be kind of a home base (or star base) of the challenge. I hope to reblog lots of challenge entries, put out polls for future prompts, and generally create a challenge/prompts community for those of us who love fan events but don’t find it possible, for whatever reason, to keep up with such fast-paced events as daily or weekly prompts. With a whole month to do one prompt, I know it definitely feels more achievable to me :)

I’ll be putting up some polls for the first few prompt themes, and depending on the level of engagement may end up supplementing with some external ideas as well, but I’m hoping this blog eventually grows into an ongoing, slow-paced, chill fan creation community! If you have ideas not mentioned in polls, feel free to reply to the posts, reblog and put ‘em in the tags or notes, or send asks!

If this sounds like something you’re interested in, feel free to follow and join the fun! The more of us join in the lovelier it’ll be, IDIC and all, right? 💕

Thanks for reading and I look forward to this project! LLAP 🖖🏻

~

ps. this blog is run by a queer adult, and while the challenge prompts will most likely be a mix of sfw and nsfw, please note that content on this blog may include some 18+ themes, imagery, descriptions, et cetera. thank you!

[dftea]

Paradise Regained

@badthingshappenbingo - Starvation

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine - Julian Bashir/Elim Garak

AU of In Purgatory’s Shadow/By Inferno’s Light.

Julian Bashir dies as a traitor to the Federation. But when a mysterious message arrives from the Gamma Quadrant implying General Martok is alive, Worf and Garak follow the signal and find more than they expected.

[read on ao3]

[ernmark]

Right about this time in 2016 I started my Call For Comfort stories.

Because right now we need something good in the world to keep us sane, and what I have to offer is story.

So if you could, please send me a writing prompt or two, and I'll do what I can.

I'm most recently familiar with

Malevolent

Les Miserables

Star Trek DS9

The Penumbra Podcast

But I've written for a good number of fandoms and I'm willing to try something new.

[fourormore]

[Image description: A polyam flag with the words “four or more fic-a-thon” on it. To the left of the infinity sign, there's a post-it that says "4 weeks to go". End description.]

THE FOUR OR MORE 2024 FICATHON HAS ONLY 4 WEEKS LEFT — Prompts by fandom

AO3 COLLECTION | SQUIDGEWORLD COLLECTION

Whether you've been itching to write something for that one prompt that you've been chewing on since day one or you're just hearing about this event and your curiosity has been piqued, this is your chance to see if someone has requested a fandom you're interested in. And if no one has requested your fandom, why not go ahead and leave a prompt. You never know who's watching.

Fandoms listed alphabetically with links to the respective prompts below the cut. Don't forget comments can have more than one prompt.

THIS LIST CONTAINS PROMPTS LEFT UNTIL SEPTEMBER 21st 1:30 pm GMT/UTC -4. Want to know if maybe someone has left more prompts after this? Check the main Ficathon post for more info.

A

A fandom you've never written before

Ace Attorney

Angel the series

Attack on Titan

B

Babylon 5

Buffyverse (Part 1)

Buffyverse (Part 2)

C

Chicago Fire

Chicago Med

D

Days of Our Lives

Doctor Who

Doom Patrol TV

F

Fate/Stay Night

Final Fantasy VII (Part 1)

Final Fantasy VII (Part 2)

Final Fantasy VIII

Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Friends

Full House

G

General Hospital

Grey's Anatomy (Part 1)

Grey's Anatomy (Part 2)

Grey's Anatomy (Part 3)

Gossip Girl

M

Monster Prom

P

Pretty Little Liars

Psych

S

Sabrina the Teenage Witch

Saved by the Bell

Sense8

Star Ocean 2

T

Teen Wolf

The Murderbot Diaries

The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System

Twisters (2024)

W

Warhammer 40000

Women's Murder Club

X

X-files

Y

Yu-Gi-Oh! VRAINS

Multiple fandoms or crossovers

A League of Nobleman, Tian Guan Ci Fu, The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System

Ace Attorney, Any fandom, Amphibia, Doctor Who, Dracula, The Owl House, Pokemon Horizons, Stardew Valley, The Great Ace Attorney, Star Trek AOS, Star Trek DS9, Star Trek Lower Decks, Star Trek TNG

Animator Vs. Animation, Any fandom, Deltarune, HfjONE, Omori, The Demon Headmaster (2019)

Angel the series, Buffy the vampire slayer (Part 1)

Angel the series, Buffy the vampire slayer (Part 2)

Any fandom, Angel the series, Buffy the vampire slayer

Any fandom, Charlie's Angels

Any fandom, Chicago Med

Any fandom, Danganronpa, Team Fortress 2

Any fandom, NU: carnival

Any fandom, Pitch Perfect

Any fandom, Love Between Fairy and Devil, Marvel, MDZS/The Untamed

Any PreCure Series, Delicious Party PreCure, Star Twinkle PreCure, Tropical Rouge PreCure

Beast Wars: Transformers, Detective Conan/Magic Kaito, Leverage, RWBY

Bridgerton (TV)/Much Ado About Nothing (Shakespeare or 1993 movie)

Caos, H2O, High School Musical: The Musical The Series, Outer Banks, Teen Wolf, The OC

Critical Role, Star Wars

Dead Boys Detective Agency, Julie and the Phantoms, Sense8, Star Trek Voyager, The Raven Cycle

Dishonored, Dragon Age

Final Fantasy VIII, MDZS, Teen Wolf, Voltron (2016)

General Hospital, MCU

Kamen Rider (various series), Ohsama Sentai King-Ohger, Samurai Sentai Shinkenger, Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's, Yu-Gi-Oh! ARC-V, Yu-Gi-Oh! VRAINS

MDZS, Star Trek, The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System, Voltron (2016)

If you have any questions, don't hesitate to contact us.

[noraqrosa]

you could easily also make this kind of story about a Trill

Prompt #1,697

System A is an immortal. Every hundred years, they get a new headmate.