#week 1 bonus prompt

[snitchcrimsonwrites]

Summer of the Bad Batch 2025- Week 1 Bonus Prompt

Banner by @totallywizard07

Week 1 Bonus Prompt: "It's too early for this."

Characters: Tech x Reader ft. Hunter, Echo, Wrecker

Tech speaks Mando'a and brotherly teasing ensues.

@summer-of-bad-batch-reblogs @summer-of-bad-batch

The Marauder flew through hyperspace, returning from a mission with coordinates aimed at Ord Mantell. The weapons drop went smoothly, with only a slight hiccup. That bounty hunter had it coming, anyway. Now, the crew found themselves in that fleeting moment when the distinction between evening and morning faded, blurring together as they wrapped up one mission and prepared for the next. The adrenaline from their last mission was waning, but it wasn't enough for the Batch to fully relax into the early morning. So, here they were, gathered between the ship’s cockpit and the main corridor, each engaged in their routine activities, hopeful that the monotony of checking maintenance logs or restocking rations would lull them into a more relaxed state.      

Tech sat at the table just beyond the cockpit doors, absentmindedly scrolling through the logs on his datapad. You sat beside him, appearing just as absorbed in the book you held as Tech was in his datapad... unless someone was paying close enough attention. You were sitting close, a bit too close. Your bodies leaned slightly into each other’s spaces, close enough that your knees were lightly touching. Your hand rested along the edge of the bench, twitching occasionally with brief, casual movements. Unnoticed. As your hand moves, your fingers occasionally graze against his thigh, initially seeming like an accidental, subconscious movement; at least, that’s how Tech perceived it at first. You did it once, twice, a third time—one occurrence too many for something to be merely coincidental. 

Tech takes note, his attention shifting to the playful intent behind your action. Heart rate slightly elevated above baseline. Pupils dilated. He’d anticipate a minor rise in temperature if he conducted a more thorough reading. All symptoms indicate an increase in physical arousal. This is neither the time nor the place. You ought to know better.

“Not now, cyar’ika,” he responds, hoping to redirect you, his eyes not once leaving the datapad. The word escaped him effortlessly. Familiar. Intimate. Mandalorian.

For half a second, nothing happened. The ship was silent, but the tension in the air rose rapidly as the rest of the Batch’s conscious thoughts caught up with Tech’s words. Wrecker pounds on his chest, trying to force the ration bar he’s choking on down the right pipe. Hunter slowly turns his head toward Tech, as if he just heard something particularly interesting, which he most certainly did. And Echo bolts upright, his gaze fixed on both of you at the table. 

“Say that again?” Echo asks, trying and failing to maintain a straight face.

Tech halted mid-scroll, his posture tightening a bit as he adjusted his goggles with feigned indifference. “I don’t believe repetition is necessary.”

Hunter raised his eyebrow knowingly at Tech. It was too late to backtrack; they had caught it. And what kind of brothers would they be if they didn’t let him know? "Cyar’ika, huh?”

Wrecker grinned a smile that was almost too big for his face to contain. “That’s Mando’a for ‘sweetheart,’ isn’t it? Aww, Tech!”

“It is a relevant cultural reference, denoting affection, loyalty, and a certain level of bond,” Tech clarified quickly, his voice cracking as he tried to maintain his usual level of composure. He paused, reducing his volume now to speak from the corner of his mouth. “One that you have responded positively to in private,” he sidebarred, eliciting a smile from you. 

Wrecker was practically howling with disbelief as he elbowed Echo. "Did ya hear that? A bond. He really does have a soft side!”

“It was never intended for public use,” Tech mumbled quietly, sliding his datapad across the table as if it had betrayed him.

Hunter smirked as he stood up to lean against the back of Tech’s chair with his arms crossed, “I don’t know, I kind of like it. Tech’s got some charm when he forgets to filter himself.” 

“So, do we all get Mando’a nicknames or–?” Echo chimes in, a cheeky smile still plastered on his face, clearly enjoying this way too much. 

Tech groaned, burying his face in the palm of his hand, “It’s far too early for this.” 

Although you relished the rare moment of seeing him flustered, you decided it was time to come to Tech’s ‘rescue.’ Feeling slightly emboldened, you turned from your spot on the bench to face him, resting your hand over his, giving it a gentle squeeze as you leaned in to whisper in his ear. "If it helps, I really enjoyed hearing you say that," you express, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. 

As your lips made contact with his cheek, his breath hitched slightly, and he let out a soft exhale. Now fully committed, thanks to your positive reinforcement. “Well, if it elicits such a positive reaction, I’ll say it as often as you’d like… cyar’ika.” 

As you drew back, Hunter lightly slapped his brother on the back, as Wrecker let out a low whistle in the background. “Didn’t even flinch, nicely done Tech.” 

You gave his hand one last squeeze before letting go and settled back beside him with a simple comment. “Impressive, Tech.” Tech straightened a bit, adjusted his goggles, and returned to his datapad, feeling quite satisfied with himself. “I had adequate motivation.”

[levemetal]

Day 2: Timeloop / Xiao Qi and Jiu Ge

I am cringe and I am not even free

Feel free to reuse this idea but 24 hours are not enough for me to finish an entire comic. I could have taken the simpler prompt but nOOOOOO timeloop is too tempting. Past me why are we like this

[schoolbusgraveyard]

I've hosted other fandom events/weeks before under different usernames (once when I was 21 and again when I was... 24? 25?). But would anyone want to participate in a School Bus Graveyard week?

Writing, fanart, edits, cosplays, etc. would all be accepted.

[hidey-writes]

saturday six

The camp cat comes to a stop a few paces from where Shen Wei is, cross-legged on a low rock at the base of a cluster of other rocks. She sits with her tail tucked neatly over her paws, quiet and alert beside him. It’s nice. There’s no need to make conversation with a cat. There’s nothing a cat wants to unburden onto you through language. It’s simpler, with cats.

hehe more cut shen wei and camp cat interactions! i really liked this paragraph but now that i've done my revision read of the down draft of the guardian bingo pride fic and started to re-outline, haha ... none of this will remotely be in there. but ohhhh it's going to be really cool i think ... i'm really excited. i was hoping to get to do a lot of trying to explain what being in the alliance military was like to make shen wei Like This in canon, and ... yummmmmm it sure is happening!!

[humming-fly]

At long last here it is, the whole Team Dark Week hiking adventure in one post! (plus some little bonus doodles as is tradition~)

Here's the individual days if you're curious (and so you can spot the tiny edits I made for this final comp, most obvious is the last day lol): 1 2 3 4 5 6 7

I had a lot of fun getting to use this idea for a prompt week, which gave me the excuse to use it as a style challenge- definitely would not have done a full set this detailed otherwise so it worked out well!

Final bonus:

[theocxcanonweek]

OC x CANON WEEK 2025! LET'S GO!!

PROMPTS

Day 1. Kiss in the rain/snow Day 2. Intertwined fingers Day 3. Kiss during a sunrise/sunset Day 4. Brushing hair out of the others’ face Day 5. Kiss beneath/amongst the stars Day 6. Hug from behind Day 7. Kiss within foliage/a cityscape Bonus Day: Wiping away tears

DIALOGUE

Day 1. “Promise me!” Day 2. “So, are we official then?” Day 3. “Oooh. You’re so in love with me!” Day 4.“I never imagined I could feel this way…” Day 5. “Take my hand.” Day 6. “Jealous much?” Day 7. “I’d burn the world for you.” Bonus Day; “It was always you!… Always has been. Always will be.”

FASHION

Day 1. Pastels / Monochromatic Day 2. Practical / Avant Garde Day 3. Nautical / Wild West Day 4. Plaid / Sequence Day 5. Steampunk / Cyberpunk Day 6. Floral / Animal Print Day 7. Leather / Lace Bonus Day: Jewels / Chains

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RULES 1. This is a safe for work (SFW) event. We will only be promoting work that is safe for public viewing.

2. Tag us @theocxcanonweek and/or use the hashtag #oc x canon week!

3. Mention which day and prompt(s) you've used, as well as the canonical character(s) involved!

4. You don't have to use all prompts for each day, but you can interpret the prompts however you choose!

5. Even though it's called "OC x Canon Week," self-inserts and personas are also allowed!

6. Anyone and everyone can participate!

7. You can complete this challenge at any date. There is no need to participate every day, and you can do as many or little prompts you want. However, we will only be promoting for this challenge the week of March 17th, 2025.

8. Last of all, have fun! <3

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FAQ

"Do I have to do a prompt from each of the categories listed?"

You can do as many or as little as you like! So, if you wanna do one of each of the categories go right ahead! If you only want to do one in total, that's fine too! No stress here! 💖

"Are polyamorous ships allowed?"

Yup! As long as an oc/insert/persona is included in the ship with canon character(s) then it is welcomed! 💖

"I see OC x Canon Week is on both Tumblr and Twitter. Do I have to participate on both platforms? Or can I just stick to one?"

You can choose whichever platform you prefer to particpate on. You do not have to particpate on both. (However you are welcome to if you so please!~) 💖

"I like this days prompt with another days prompt. Is it alright to mix and match them?"

Yes!! You absolutely are welcome to mixing and matching prompts! The event is about having fun, so pick and choose as you please~ 💖

"I want to create multiple works for one prompt! Is that okay?"

Absolutely!! If you have the ability and engery to do so, then more power to ya!! ✨ We will take as many pieces as you can churn out! (But there is no pressure of course~💖)

"Can I participate with a familial/platontic oc x canon ship?"

While the event does cater to romantic intent, non-romantic ships are welcome to participate as well! 💖

"I found out about the event late!! Can I still participate and submit my work after the event is over?"

Yes! While the event runs for a “week”, there really are no set rules as to when you can participate. It’s all about having fun and spreading awareness for OC x Canon enjoyers!!

The blog will not be as active after the event is over , but I’ll still check in every once in a while to like and reblog what I can. (: Remember to us the hashtag # oc x canon week and tag the account so your work is seen!

"Have you considered running OC x Canon Week on other platforms, like Bluesky, A03, etc?..."

I have but truthfully it's already a huge workload managing the event on both Tumblr and Twitter by myself. If I were to bring it to other platfroms, I would definitely need some assistance. At this point, it's TBD... 🆕Update!! 🆕 We now have a collection on AO3 thanks to @atwstedstory!! 💕 It'll be open for submissions the week of the event! Thank you atwstedstory!! 💖

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Thank you for reading and happy planning!! 💕💕💕

[jedijune]

Jedi June 2025

A creative fandom event dedicated to appreciating the Jedi, taking place during the entire month of June! Each week will feature two prompts, around which people can create fanwork (of any kind – fic, art, cosplay, edits, anything you can think of) or meta focusing on the Jedi and the Jedi Order. All eras and continuities are welcome; OCs, established characters, doesn’t matter – it just needs to be about appreciating the Jedi!

Rules:

If you are participating, please tag your work/meta with #jedi june and/or @ this blog so that I will see it and reblog it here. All work must be your own. Feel free to crosspost it off-site.

This is an appreciation event, focusing on what we love and enjoy about the Jedi – not what we don’t. This is not the place to air your grievances with the Code, take potshots at the Council, prop certain Jedi/certain eras of Jedi up at the expense of others, or disparage the Jedi Order or their philosophy (including the concept of non-attachment) and way of life in any way. You are free to do that on your own time if that’s your thing, but it has no place within this event.

AUs and crossovers are allowed, with caveats: again, the purpose of this event is to appreciate the Jedi as Jedi, so sticking your favorite Jedi characters in something like a modern AU or making them all Sith or Mandalorian is not really within the spirit of this event. However, AUs such as making a non-Jedi character a Jedi, having a character survive their canon death, giving a character a different teacher or padawan, or killing Palpatine off-screen in an unspecified yet embarrassing and painful manner, would all be perfectly fine. Use your best judgement to determine whether an AU fits the spirit of the event or not.

On non-attachment: in a general sense, attachment refers to grasping, clinging, possessiveness, jealousy, and the "I can't live without you"/"I will burn down the galaxy before I risk losing you" attitude. See this post and this post for more information. A romance can certainly exist without these things, so you can certainly write Jedi in relationships for this event!

Please tag any spoilers up to two weeks after the relevant content has aired.

Following the prompts is encouraged, but not required. Any sort of pro-Jedi content is encouraged all year month long, and if tagged (and following the rules), will be reblogged.

We also have an AO3 collection!

Prompts:

Week 1 (June 1 - 7):

Prompt 1: Survive

Prompt 2: Thrive

Week 2 (June 8 - 14):

Prompt 1: Precognition

Prompt 2: Telekinesis

Week 3 (June 15 - 21):

Prompt 1: Community

Prompt 2: Symbiosis

Week 4 (June 22 - 30):

Prompt 1: Celebration

Prompt 2: Hope

Bonus (any time):

Prompt 1: Resisting Evil/The Dark Side/The Sith

Prompt 2: Light in the Darkness

If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask! I hope you will have fun participating!

Static banner credit @independence1776​​

gif banner credit @trickytricky1​​

[dclovesdanny]

DcxDp prompt

Dead tired 1/3

Tim wasn’t bitter about no one believing him about Bruce. He wasn’t!

…

He was.

Which was why he enlisted the help of his favorite vigilante, Phantom!

The plan was simple. Everyone else was going to the tower to help with another time fiasco, but he was benched because his arm was broken. Even Alfred had left. Better for him

When they came back, it was to an engaged Tim who had documents detailing his long standing betrothal to high King Phantom, whom he had been betrothed to since he was a baby by his parents, and acted generally surprised when they (separately) questioned him about it and the ring he was wearing.

Queue the Batfam thinking something they did during the time fiasco doomed Tim to being betrothed to an evil undead King while he laughs with Danny and Young Justice(they are in on it).

Bonus: they make a clause in the contract where before they are married, they have to spend a week every year together, and when that time comes, Phantom appears as either an Eldritch being or a harsh old looking king.

[brainlicking]

~Grimm's Fairy Tales~

@darksideweeks Remus week day 1! (bonus prompt)

Starting off the week with a bang! The original "The Willful Child" Grimm's story ends with the arm retreating back into the earth after being struck by the mother, the child "finally being at rest".

This version goes a little differently. Because as we all know, repression does not work >:)

Image ID under the cut

[ID: A five page digital Sanders Sides comic with the brainlicking.tumblr signature in the middle of each page between the bottom panels.

All pages are black, the panel borders and text are white.

Page 1 - Panel 1: In green lineart, a closeup of Remus Sanders with his hands holding his own face, staring with big wide eyes at the viewer.

TEXT: "Once upon a time, there was a child who was willful."

Page 1 - Panel 2: In green lineart, Remus is standing with his morning-star in his right hand over a shattered heart drawn in light blue lineart.

TEXT: "He would not do as the Father asked."

Page 1 - Panel 3: A flower with a pink center and seven petals coloured yellow, orange, red, purple, indigo, blue and green. A realistically coloured hand is pulling the green petal off of the flower.

TEXT: "For this reason, God took no pleasure in him-"

Page 1 - Panel 4: The plucked green petal is falling.

TEXT: "-and let him become ill."

Page 2 - Panel 1: Closeup of Remus, he is falling backward to the right of the panel, looking to the side in wide-eyed fear. A red shackle around his neck and pulling him back.

TEXT: "And in a short time, he lay on his deathbed."

Page 2 - Panel 2: Faraway shot of Remus falling through a rectangular hole into darkness, the red shackle and chain pulling him further down. Remus is reaching upward with his right arm.

TEXT: "He was lowered into his grave."

Page 2 - Panel 3: A gravestone with dirt spread over it, in green lineart. One the grave is the image of a red padlock.

TEXT: "And earth was spread over him."

Page 2 - Panel 4: Low, side-view of the grave, Remus' arm has burst through the dirt.

TEXT: "Suddenly, his arm came out again and stretched upwards.

Page 3 - Panel 1: A different side-view of the grave in green, with the red padlock. Dirt spread over the grave again.

TEXT: "They put it back in and spread fresh earth over it."

Page 3 - Panel 2: Same view of the grave in the previous panel, only now Remus' arm has come up from the grave from below the elbow, and is resting on the earth.

TEXT: "But it was no use."

Page 3 - Panel 3: Same view of the grave in the previous panel. Remus' arm is gone and a larger pile of dirt is spread over the grave.

TEXT: "No matter how many times they did this."

Page 3 - Panel 4: Same view of the grave in the previous panel, only now Remus' arm has come up from the grave from below the elbow, and is resting on the earth.

TEXT: Every time, the arm would come out again.

Page 4 - Panel 1 : View from behind the grave, in light blue lines is Patton standing over the headstone.

TEXT: "Until the Father himself was obliged to come to the grave."

Page 4 - Panel 2 : Side view of Patton's left, he has raised in his right hand a rod, in purple lines with stitching patterns, above his head.

TEXT: "He raised a rod-"

Page 4 - Panel 3 : Closeup of Remus' hand being struck by the purple rod. Light blue and purple action lines emphasizing the strike.

TEXT: "And struck the arm!"

Page 4 - Panel 4 : Remus' arm grasps the rod.

TEXT: "But the rod was grabbed."

Page 5 - Panel 1 : Side shot of Remus' hand still holding tight to the rod, his head rising from the dirt.

TEXT: "And the willful child."

Page 5 - Panel 2 : Side shot continuing from the last panel. Remus is head and shoulders out of the grave, dirt falling from him.

TEXT: "Pulled himself."

Page 5 - Panel 3 : Shot looking down to the grave. Remus' left arm is reaching up past the viewer, his right arm, pushing against the earth beneath him. Remus is out of the grave from the waist-up.

TEXT: "From his grave."

Page 5 - Panel 4 : A wicked smile in green, lined with long sharp teeth. Framed by green text that reads, "Have you ever imagined killed your brother?"

End ID]

[foxwithadarkside]

Summer of Bad Batch 2025 (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! I've been waiting a whole year!) @summer-of-bad-batch

Week #1

Main Prompt: “You’re here. You’re safe.”

Alternate Prompt: Late Night Beach Walks That's right up their prompts!!!

I couldn't not to Bonus Prompt: “It’s too early for this.”

@lonewolflupe @eclec-tech @eobe

[bucktommyaupril]

Welcome to bucktommyAUpril!

This event will take place from April 1-30 with weekly prompts.

All creative works are welcome, including but not limited to: fics, graphics, art, gifs, etc. There is no minimum/maximum word count for fics.

Posting Guidelines

Bucktommy should be the primary pairing of all submissions

Please include the prompt you are filling, a rating (gen, teen, mature, explicit), and any content warnings you would like to include at the top of your post

Please tag @bucktommyaupril and #bucktommyaupril so we can see and reblog your post! All posts will be vetted by mods before being reblogged or added to the AO3 collection. Once your fic has been added to the queue, a mod will comment a 🐉 in the replies of your post to let you know it has been added. If a mod has not replied to your post within 2 days, please send an ask to @bucktommyaupril!

Late submissions will be accepted!

Prompts

April 1-5: fantasy au (dragons, knights, royalty, etc.) April 6-12: sci-fi au (android/cyborg, aliens, cyberpunk, etc.) April 13-19: supernatural au (vampire, werewolf, ghosts, etc.) April 20-26: magic au (magical realism, urban fantasy, witches, etc.) April 27-30: bonus week/other aus

FAQs If you have any other questions, please send an ask to this blog or reach out to one of our mods: @2030david @chimneyz @nilefreemans @tommykinard217 @theweewooshow

[lego-ninja-bilbo]

Nieyao week day 1 - Prompt: Braids

The inability to let go? The yearning?? Obsessed this trope gets me every time

[ @nieyaoevents ]

Silly bonus doodle:

[iamyourdailydoseofbi]

THE GIRL FROM THE CROSSROADS.

AUTHOR NOTE! just thought of this @somnolenthour, what do you think? i haven't seen any writing with this plot yet and feel like it would slap in a fic <3 P.S.S. plz, don't send me hate for this. ( i know and fully acknowledge the context of Sinners and writing x Reader stuff is kinda a heated topic to touch - no shame to others who do.. ) i'm just sharing a idea that popped in my head to a friend cuz dm messages ain't enough.. pairing: Remmick x Crossroad Demon! Reader prompt : There's far worse things lurking in the dark than Remmick. word count: 1, 000+ words

There was always folklore and stories that rumbled around of men selling their souls to a crossroad demon⎯for fame, money, power. Hell, even stupid shit like an extra three inches downstairs. It was meant to be a warning, an omen to never strike a deal with evil or else you’d pay a unpleasant price. Of course, as time past, roads being renamed, and demon deal’s became less and less made⎯a demon had to evolve with the times. It was in your nature of course.

At first, it was changing the way you looked⎯choosing more appealing and comforting appearances to lurk them in⎯someone who looked like their Mother, someone they loved, someone they lost, someone they lusted for. Then, came the wandering just a little from the crossroad to make a deal⎯dive bars being built on back roads and crossroads became a gold mine. The final change was how the deals were made. You couldn’t just bluntly make a deal anymore. People weren’t coming to you already knowing what they were stepping into. So, you went to them. 

The Juke Joint. Now, it was the perfect place to make deals. The people. They came here to dance, to drink, to gamble, to lust, to have fun. No one would bat an eye if you made a deal under the guise of playful banter during a card game. Humans..they were just so stupid, so trusting, so wanting to connect with one another, too willing to see the good in each other. It wasn’t hard to blend in. You were once human and could fake emotions, the fake connections that they sought out within each other. It was a bonus that it was close to a crossroad, any deal would be valid and hard to break. 

Leaning back in your seat, you fake a groan of displeasure, dropping down your cards. The table letting out scoffs and protests. You had been playing for hours, meticulously feeding them rounds of gin and packs of cigarettes to loosen them up. Tucking back a strand of hair from your face, you cross your legs, pulling down your skirt to maintain a false sense of modesty. 

You’d been playing the role of some poor maid for some stuck up hotel, just wanting to play a card game after a rough week. Shifting your eyes to each man, you had yet to make a deal, waiting for the right moment to steer the conversation in that way. It had to be natural, so natural that they would forget how the conversation even started in the first place. 

"Oh, that ain't fair! That some bullshit!"

“Read em’ and weep boys. I do believe that is my third royal flush, now.” You joke, grabbing the pile of cash from the center of the table.

“How the hell did ya’ do that?” 

“Ya’ know, I've been playing this game for a long time. How the hell am I getting my ass handed to me by a girl half my damn age?” 

Shaking your head with a fake chuckle, you slide your cards down to Bo Chow, letting him shuffle them. Lingering your eyes on him, you knew that you wanted him, he had more openings to make deals on than the others at the table. His wife, his daughter, his shop. Plus, he was on his third cigarette of the night, he was all loosened up. Taking a sip of your glass of gin, there was no taste to it, your tastebud's dead from years of never touching food or drinking. You fake a grimace, pretending like it gave a burn as it went down.

“Say, I’ll tell ya’ what, how about you and I make a deal, hm?” You smile friendly, “Let’s say, a ten year deal, just for now. Unless you wanna make it shorter.”

“About what?”

“I help ya’ expand the shop, get more profits in. Won’t that be good for Grace and ya’ little girl?” You hums, "Think about it. Better life for them, get to stick to em' snobs in town."

“What do you get from it?”

“A good feeling in my gut for making a good deal, and I’ll collect what is due later on. Don't ya' worry about it right now.” You extend your hand out to shake, “What ya’ say, hm? Shake on it?”

Gnawing at the inside of your cheek with your teeth, you try to be patient, to let him think it over, to not show your restlessness. But, it was hard to do so. It was like there was an insatiable itch spreading throughout your body, the only cure being a deal. Tasting blood in your mouth, you swear sweat started to trickle down your temple, the anticipation nearly killing you for a second time. You needed this deal. Fuck, you needed it so badly. 

You needed it like a sinner needed church, like an alcoholic needed liquor. You needed him to shake your hand, to say those sweet little words, ‘I accept’. You’d get on your knees and sob, beg, say whatever he wanted to hear to get him to accept it. Zoning in on his hand, he puts down the playing cards, fingers drumming over the table. Thump. Thump. Thump. Was it your heartbeat or the sound of his fingers drumming, you didn't know, didn’t care.

“Ten years?” He raises a brow, humming.

“Mm-hm, I’ll see ya’ in ten years from now. You’ll know when I’m coming, so don’t fret on it.” You smile, “I just wanna help ya’. I seen how good ya’ are, providing for ya’ family. Help me help ya’ provide so much more for them.”

“I..” He hesitates, reaching his hand out to yours.

You could feel his fingertips brush against yours, the hairs on your whole body stand alert. Yes. Yes. Yes. He pauses, as if thinking over what you had just said. Come on, Bo. Don’t fail you now. Nodding his head as he grins slowly, he leans forward in his seat to reach your hand better, the glimmer in his eyes clear that he was accepting. Come on, say those sweet little words, ‘I accept’, and all was done.

“Bo, we leavin’. Finish ya' game up.” Grace cuts in, causing his hand to pull away at the last second. 

“But⎯” He tries to protest, but still complies with her order.

“We leavin’ now.” She argues, making your recoil back.

No. No. No. That bitch. That vicious little bitch. She was cheating you out of a deal. Holding back the urge to lunge forward and rip her throat out with your nails, you let out a soft nervous chuckle, the persistent itch returning back. You needed this deal. Fuck, you were gonna make this happen. 

“Bo, what about our deal?” You stand up with him, “I’ll give ya’ what I earned tonight, and plenty more tomorrow. Ya’ just need to accept.”

“I can’t, ya’ know how Grace gets when I keep her waiting⎯” He tries to protest, but you cut him off.

“Come on, now, just shake on it, accept it.” You try to pressure, “Before ya’ go. Ya’ can’t just leave me hanging here.”

“Bo!” Grace calls, her voice stern.

“Look, how about you come around tomorrow at the store and we talk, hm?” He shakes his head, leaving you behind.

“Ya’ can’t just walk out of deal like that⎯” You shake your head, desperation seeping in. 

Clenching your jaw tight enough to make your teeth crack, your eye twitches, nails digging into the palms of your hands. It took everything in your willpower to not explode, to burn the whole damn Juke Joint down to the ground and make deals to save their lives as they burnt. You wanted to deal with him. Married men⎯good men⎯like him were always the sweetest to trick and oh so rewarding when you collected. Sucking in air through your teeth, you abandon the table, leaving the cash behind. You didn’t need it, you had no use for human money. You needed their souls.

“Aww, shame, he had to leave. Was just about to start another game..”

“You can always play with me.” 

“No, no.” You shake your head, “No need, I’m done playing for the night.”

Walking out one of the open back doors without a second glance, you kick a rock hard, running fingers through your hair. A frustrated grunt escapes your lips, anger so hot it makes your blood boil. You needed a new plan. A better one. You couldn’t wait until sunrise to make one. 

“Stupid fuckin’ little bitch!” You curse under your breath, “Fuckin’ up my god damn deal!”

A beat of silence fills the air, crickets softly chirping. 

“I oughta’ gut her and feed her god damn heart to her!”

Taking a deep breath to try to calm yourself, you pace back and forth, mind spiraling to try to find who else to target. You could try a drunk in the parking lot. Fuck, maybe Stack or Smoke. Nah, those boys were too smart for their own good. Maybe, Mary? Play on her feelings for a while.The sound of a twig snapping, halts another string of curses from escaping your lips. 

Snapping your head in direction of it, your eyes flash a pitch black, senses on high alert. Something was out here with you. Tilting your head to the side, the shadows of the night were enough to hide your eyes, making it look like a trick of the lack of proper light. A man emerges from the woods, banjo in hand, eyes glowing a dark red. A little vampire, how pathetic. 

“Back off, buddy. This is my joint.” You snap back, voice harsh. 

“Now, now, no need to be rude, Miss.” He chuckles, drool trickling down from the corner of his lip.

“Oh, but I have plenty of reasons to be.” You sass back provokingly, “Why don’t you tap dance your way back to where you came from, buddy? These suckers are mine tonight.” 

“Now, that’s not kind.” He forces a smile, the darkness clear in his tone.

“Neither is stalking my prey for the night. So why don’t you scram, before I have to make you uglier than you already are.” You mocking motion from him to walk away.

You didn’t like his kind, the undead. Not because of some stupid superiority complex or anything like that. But, because he was of no use to you. No soul, no deal. No deal, no use to you. Hearing two more footsteps come from around the corner, you don’t flinch, amused by their little attempts to intimidate you. You’d lived a thousand lives before this one, they were babies compared to what you’ve endured⎯what you’ve seen. A slow grin spreads on your lips, hands twitching at your side.

“You..You ain’t living, are ya’?” 

“Me?” You chuckle tauntingly, “Oh, honey, you’ve got no clue what else lurks in the dark alongside ya’, do ya’, hm?”

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once again, plz, don't send me hate for this. ( i know and fully acknowledge the context of Sinners and writing x Reader stuff is kinda a heated topic to touch - no shame to others who do.. )

i'm just sharing a idea that popped in my head to a friend cuz dm messages ain't enough..

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hiii lovely happy wednesday 🫶🏽:) random question while i’m on my 10 :D this kind of goes hand in hand with your coffee shop headcanons if you squint, but in your opinion what coffee shop pastry would the boys (your favorite jackles characters) choose? 🤎

if that makes sense, like I think beau would really like our dulce de leche cheese danish :p or like ben might like a jalapeño cheese bagel lmao

again I loveee your insights <3 it makes work more entertaining for sure cause then i’m thinking of your responses at random times lol 💗 + I hope you’re having a wonderful week !!🫂

Happy Wednesday, friend! 😘 Oh yay! I love your random questions, and I love coffee shop pastries. 🥐 ☕

Dulce de leche Danish sounds amaziiiiing. 😩 And thank you!! I'm flattered that you love my insights - and that my little rambles infiltrate your brain! lolol 🥰💜 Hope you're having a great week too, hun! Mine is ok so far. I have a lot coming up tomorrow, so this is a fun distraction until then! 😂

HEADCANON: Coffee Shop Pastry Orders

Dean Winchester

*snorts* You mean the human garbage disposal?

We all know Dean's not picky about food. Though since he's drinking an espresso in his coffee order headcanon, I think he'd go for something indulgent to fill his stomach, like a cheese Danish, a couple of donuts, or if they have it, a brookie. 😂

He's very happy to show it to you and Sam when he brings it over to your table, strolling over on those bowed legs. Sam, of course, wears that half amused, half judgy look of his.

"It's a cookie mashed up with a brownie, Sam. Best of both worlds."

Beau Arlen

Beau the basic latte guy needs a basic (but delicious) coffee shop confection to go with it, so I'm going to say he's into coffee cake.

He likes them crumblies on top and a nice, warm cinnamon swirl in his cake. 👌🏽

Just be warned. He's probably going to have you order him another slice of cake while he's still working on the first one.

Soldier Boy (Ben)

Like Dean, this guy's not all that picky about food post-captivity. Of course he likes good food, but he's also highly indulgent in most respects.

"I like what I fucking like," as he often tells you with a smirk. That goes for food, drugs, and frisky women (of almost all ages).

That being said, since we paired him with a cold brew, he'll probably want something classic, like himself: a glazed donut or a slice of marble pound cake with that thin strip of icing on top.

However, I think he could be persuaded (by you) to order something a little adventurous. He'd be game enough to try a jalapeño cheese bagel, with hash browns, and that donut and/or slice of pound cake on the side...

And he'll probably tell them to pack him up an extra bagel for the road. 😂 🥯

Russell Shaw

Russell's another one who's highly self-indulgent lol. He ain't picky about food, that's for sure. He'll eat junk food just as easily as a five-course meal from a Michelin star restaurant.

But since he got paired with a flat white, I think he'd get the biggest cinnamon roll he can find. He'd ask if they could warm it up for him, get that icing all warm and running down the sides, sticky and sweet.

And he looks at you mischievously while he licks his fingers afterward. ✌🏼

(He's only satisfied when he makes you blush.)

AN: Do you agree with these? Got other pastry orders for these guys? 💜

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Hi!

For Day 1 of @nimona-week 2025 I used the prompts kid and alone because little Nimona from both the movie and comic are both small and lonely and considered monsters and 😭

Also I know that 'regular' Nimona is also kinda a kid, but I wanted to focus on their smallest human form pipipi also a bonus where Ballister holds/rescues her bc yes ;-;

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All bonus prompts can be used in place of or alongside the week's prompts.

If you create something for Duke Thomas Week 2025 tag this blog @dukethomasweek2025 to be rebloged here!

Image Description: a yellow and white document. The header has a photo of Duke as the Signal saying "Go, go, ghost vision" and says "Duke Thomas Week 2025 - Five days to celebrate Gotham's daytime hero!" Below the header is text that reads "July 21st to 25th". Below this is a table with three columns. One column for the day, one column for theme, and one column for prompts. The table reads as follows:

Day 1. Community. Bat Signal, The Outsiders, Different Mentor, Old Friends & New Friends

Day 2. Family. Thomas Family, Case Fic, De-Aged/Age Reversal AU, Ghosts

Day 3. Sunshine. Dimension Travel, Hurt/Comfort, Powers, Fantasy

Day 4. Self Discovery. Character study, forging your own path, time travel/time-loop, wings AU

Day 5. Rebellion. Robin, Puzzles, Cryptids, Absolute Universe

The next table has a main header that reads "Bonus Prompts". Below this header are three columns labelled Themes, Settings & AUs, and Prompts. It reads as follows:

Themes. Duty, Going Solo, Resilience, Loss, Leadership, Fear, Expectations, Shades of Yellow, Shadow, Intelligence, Old Vs. New, Friendship.

Settings & AUs. Dark Nights: Metal, Silver Age, Historical, Zero Year, Post-Crisis, Sci-Fi, Villain AU, Future AU, Immortal AU, Royalty, No Capes, Gods AU, Genderbend, Percy Jackson AU.

Prompts. World Domination, Lark, Mermaids, Monsters, Vampires, Father’s Day, Music, Cosmic, Enemy to Caretaker, Fear of Heights, Babysitting, Role Reversal, Kidnapping, Eldritch Horror, Humor.