#yk that one writing prompt

[fallingtheseus]

“bastard son of a bastard son of

a wild eyed child of the sun”

i posted a speedpaint talking about this character, so if u wanna here abt that here’s the link :b

[stealingyourbones]

I desperately need more mentor uncle figures and mentor brother figures in DPxDC to fill the interesting relationship dynamic gap that father figures stories can't always fill are u picking up what I'm putting down. Hell, just a regular friendship relationship with absolutely 0 familial dynamic.

[soulprompts]

send " REST. " for the sender to sit beside the receiver and rest their head in the receiver's lap without explanation. (feel free to specify why in the inbox!)

alternatively, send in " LAP. " for the sender to guide the receiver down to rest their head in their lap.

[nunyverse-scribe]

“Imagine Your Characters” September Fall Writing Prompts!

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Imagine your characters…

Going to a pumpkin patch together

Doing a fall-based book challenge together

Going on a nature trail and collecting any uniquely shaped fallen leaves to put in a scrapbook

Planning duo/group Halloween costumes already

Character A knitting/sewing warm clothes for Character B

Lounging about inside as jazz plays as background ambience (bonus points if a character is the one playing the jazz music!)

Setting up fall decorations around their home/job place/etc. together!

Making soup together!

Cuddling under warm blankets on cold nights.

Making leaf piles and jumping in them/playing in them

Making fall crafts together

Buying new fall-based candles.

Baking pies and cakes for loved ones

Getting lost in a corn maze

Planning vacations in advance for the winter season

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[read-write-thrive]

I wanted to get a head start on palasaki week and now I’m building out a reverse AU. why do I keep doing this to myself I can’t keep starting new stuff without finishing the old stuff 😭

[causenessus]

he's so pretty

[shurisneakers]

ok and if i wrote harmless in a different font. so what

[simp-for-long-hair]

click for better quality :)

THE FANFICTION HOTEL

idk, i thought this was a fun idea ♡

[nerosdayinanime]

"Im worried what people would think of you then, that you're just a personal whore or something- i don't want to ruin your reputation.."

"Are you kidding? 'My dick was so good i got promoted-' Thats the biggest flex i can think of!"

"Well, you're certaintly enthusiastic about this."

[eybefioro]

Want a 💫ficlet 💫?? Send me a prompt in my ask box!

It can be just a single word, or a line! :) or whatever your nasty little heart desires...

I've done some before, you can check in my #sdrOwOrds tag or in my ficlet collection on Ao3!

[necrotic-nephilim]

your Kon post was sooooo good, like yes the core four are queer platonic, however Kon is hypersexual enough to have made out with (or more) everyone in young justice at least once, yes, including the non-corporal Greta don’t ask me how that worked

I love all of these posts!!! how many of these ask game things do you have in your inbox??

thank you so much!! and i ABSOLUTELY agree with you on hypersexual Kon (truly i just adore characters with grooming/rape trauma like Kon coping through the lense of hypersexuality) and even if YJ is queerplatonic, Kon has made his way through most of them. including Greta. he's creative he'd find a way. probably involving TTK. bc TTK in sex is a thought i have daily. endless potential for using it to basically turn someone's body into a living fleshlight he can manipulate from the inside out- specifically have a TimKonBart idea in my head about that where Kon coaches Bart through sex, since Bart is a speedster with a bonkers refractory period who struggles to feel satisfied, and Tim is caught between them getting used to get Bart off with Kon using TTK to manipulate Tim's body. fun times. fun ideas.

currently, i have one more ask game ask in my inbox (tho always feel free to send more!) that's BruJay focused. though i *do* also have a couple other asks that are just ideas i pan to use as prompts for full fics. just haven't gotten to those yet bc i'm currently busy with packing to move states so. i have *not* had the time to write i wish i had. i will not reveal too much but one involves JayTim fucking during the Titans Tower incident, another is JayTim with animal traits leading to porn, and then another is Tim/Kon/Jon with incest kink stuff. so! i have many things planned, i just need to settle into my new place, however long that takes.

[mirkwood]

Hara!! <3 28 for feanor/melkor for the kiss prompts? 👀 (also if i just unfollowed and re-followed you because i clicked the wrong damn button pls ignore it i am. very tired lmao)

MONA!!! HI! sorry this took me so long i was having a mental breakdown over it <3 But here it is!!! <3

Also everyone read the tags they hold important info, thank you <3

Prompt 28: As a lie.

Pairing: Fëanor/Melkor

They meet under the starlit sky and the mingling light of the Trees.

It is easy for them to slip unnoticed into one of the secluded gardens of Tirion, known only to a select few. Fëanor, draped in his black cloak, conceals the colors of his Father's House. Melkor, clad in darkness, blends seamlessly with the night.

It has become a habit. A pastime of sorts that both of them seem to enjoy. They sit together in the dark of the night, exchanging ideas and thoughtful words. Despite Melkor's past transgressions, Fëanor feels a sense of ease around the Vala. Each time, he allows himself to get closer to him, to get entangled in Melkor’s words.

Melkor is nothing like he had first thought. He is everything a Vala should be, majestic, just, and regal. He speaks and Fëanor listens, each word is like a gentle breeze against his face in the endless heat of the summer. Melkor moves gracefully across the garden, as if he can’t contain his restless energy, not after three ages of imprisonment. 

Fëanor leans against one of the walls of the garden and observes him as Melkor's fingers hover near the flowers, hesitant yet lingering. His hands possess the power to create and to destroy—a duality Fëanor has come to understand well. 

"Isn't this exquisite, Fëanor?" Melkor inquires softly, his fingertips brushing the petals of a flower. Fëanor watches, unsurprised, as the petals wilt and fall, the flower decaying slowly before his eyes. "How fragile they are."

“I've never had much interest in flowers,” Fëanor answers truthfully. His hands bear the marks of his work in the forges, his palms and fingers rough and calloused from the hours spent holding a hammer. 

“I know,” Melkor says, cutting the dead flower by its stem. “But surely, you can appreciate the beauty of decay.” 

He turns to face Fëanor, his eyes glinting in the faint glow of the Light. He reaches his hand out to give the flower to him, yet Fëanor pushes away from the wall and walks towards him. He stands in front of Melkor, craning his head back to meet his gaze. He is tall but the Vala towers over him. Fëanor reaches out, their fingers brushing as he takes the flower from Melkor's hand.

“Indeed,” he answers, and his voice comes across as a whisper. They are so close that Fëanor can finally look upon his face closely, his eyes wandering over the lines between his eyebrows and the curve of his nose. Melkor’s eyes, he realizes, have speckles of dark gray  beneath the red. 

Fëanor's gaze lingers on Melkor's mouth, contemplating the curiosity that has stirred within him for so long. He hesitates. He shouldn’t be doing this. Yet he leans in, so close to Melkor’s mouth that he can feel his breath on his lips. 

Melkor’s lips twitch in a smile and his hand comes up to cradle Fëanor’s cheek, the scent of the flower lingering on his fingers. It's an intoxicating scent that loosens Fëanor's inhibitions, drawing him nearer as Melkor closes the distance between them.

But just before their lips meet, Melkor pauses, a mere whisper separating them from what they both have been waiting for.

“Tell me you want this,” he murmurs, and his voice reaches Fëanor slowly, as if it is miles away.

“I don’t,” Fëanor lies.

Before he can regret it, he closes the distance between them, pressing his lips against Melkor’s in a tentative kiss. Melkor meets his kiss with shared passion, pushing him back against the wall he was leaning on moments ago. 

The flower is long forgotten.

Send me a ship and a number

[amalgamationink]

NAPOWRIMO24 #11: (on my refusal to say which poems are about my partner)

[only-azzyz-rainstorm]

5 writing prompts no one asked for

a fraying carpet.

feathers on the ground.

a black-and-white photo.

an off-time clock.

a broken mirror.

hope this helps u lil gremlins

[ghoul--doodle]

4, 5, 11, and 26 for Fènghuáng?

4. Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know?

Yes, Fènghuáng and Péng both suffered through abuse from their mother growing up, which they both escaped at VERY different points, with Fènghuáng escaping much later than Péng

Fènghuáng tends to struggle with his emotions a lot, switching from happy, to angry, to sad quite frequently and feeling like each emotion is set to 200% rather than what they’re ‘supposed’ to be. He also struggles with feeling the need to be ‘perfect’ and holding himself to much too high of a standard

His struggle with these feelings caused him to lash out, and it did damage his relationship with Péng for a bit, but they patch things up later when they’ve both had time to heal

Fènghuáng also has trouble with shapeshifting, flight and body image, but that’s for another reason entirely

Fènghuáng hasn’t talked to anyone except for Péng and Canary about anything she’s experienced growing up, so no one outside of their family knows as of yet

5. On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets?

Fènghuáng doesn’t have pockets on his regular outfit so he normally carries a little satchel bag!

It usually has some toiletries, his phone, a wallet and a small first aid kid

He tends to pack lightly most of the time if he can help it

11. In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been?

One of the worst things he’s experienced was having his wings clipped, which is also why he’s still not confident with flight- even after the feathers grew back

26. How does your character behave around children?

Fènghuáng is very gentle and kind to kids

Working as a healer she works with a lot of kids who are scared or nervous, and one of her favourite things to do it play games with them to make the experience a fun one for them instead of scary

[hourcat]

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