#prompt 2018

[meggalice]

Can you do number 9. Disaster Twins with some softshell angst, please?

"I know, I know it hurts."

[awhoreintheory]

Some bats (doesn't matter who) get stuck in a sticky situation with Peter dressed as a civilian, and man, would spider-man be convenient at this moment! Except he doesn't exist here!

Which sets off a light bulb in Peter's head. Like, 'well, shit, Spider-man doesn't exist here, so they can't tie me back to him!'

So he casually walks up a wall to do a thing to get them untrapped. So he's doing the things, and the literal vigilantes he's stuck with are starting at him like

'Fuck, he's a vampire'

And it doesn't help he has! Literal! Fangs! He's straight up venomous! But they don't know that. Now the bats think there's a vampire casually prowling the streets of gotham, and now they're not even hiding their stalking.

[cupids-stimboards]

gaystims prompts: 🦭 - Make a stimboard based off a kin or a character you relate to answer: pinkie pie (mlp)

🎉 🍰 🎈 / 🧁 x 🧁 / 🎈 🍰 🎉

[scealaiscoite]

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ。 ﾟ。　 january prompts

　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ

¹⁾ amber

²⁾ seven stitches

³⁾ a bare back

⁴⁾ homesick

⁵⁾ gone-cold tea

⁶⁾ kitchen table

⁷⁾ an empty train carriage

⁸⁾ shotgun shells

⁹⁾ blackberry jam

¹⁰⁾ an older woman

¹¹⁾ silver candlesticks

¹²⁾ cheap tattoos

¹³⁾ a shattered windscreen

¹⁴⁾ rosemary

¹⁵⁾ a half-full milk carton

¹⁶⁾ family tree

¹⁷⁾ backseat

¹⁸⁾ a broken lock

¹⁹⁾ thursday

²⁰⁾ lovers’ lane

²¹⁾ unrequited

²²⁾ someone tying up your seatbelt for you

²³⁾ soft persimmons

²⁴⁾ a beaded curtain

²⁵⁾ rusted nails

²⁶⁾ handcuffs

²⁷⁾ lukewarm bathwater

²⁸⁾ a divorce lawyer

²⁹⁾ thigh-high boots

³⁰⁾ cigar smoke

³¹⁾ worship

[sariphantom]

I know, I know we’re only in July but...

𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝑹𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝑻𝑴𝑵𝑻 𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑨𝒖𝒈𝒖𝒔𝒕!

𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝑨𝒖𝒈𝒖𝒔𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒌? 𝑬𝒂𝒔𝒚. 𝑨𝒖𝒈𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝑻𝑴𝑵𝑻 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝑵𝒆𝒕𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒙 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑹𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒔 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 @𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒐𝒏 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒖𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 3 𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆.

𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆! 𝑾𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆! 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒘! 𝑴𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒐𝒔! 𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈!

𝑯𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝑹𝒊𝒔𝒆!

[overtake]

⁴⁹⁾ a doorbell sounding in the middle of the night 👀

49 for this prompt list

All things considered, Daniel has a very healthy sleep schedule for a guy that jets off to a new country almost every single week. Someone advised him years ago to implement the same wind-down ritual before bed no matter where he was in the world. Daniel hasn’t always been great about routine — he needs 3 reminders on his phone just to remember his vitamins every morning — but he has this shit down to a science.

He’s three steps in when his night gets thrown for a loop.

He’s carefully moisturized his chronically dry elbows. The corners of his eyes are shiny with wrinkle cream so expensive that even he winces at the price. He’s spritzed the pillow he brings on every trip with a lavender spray. He’s just getting ready to slip under the sheets, throw one leg over a hotel pillow, and drift off to a new episode of his favourite UFC podcast when the little hotel room doorbell rings.

He pauses for a second, then continues to pull back the sheets. Surely someone just has the wrong room.

The stupid doorbell rings again, and he’s pretty sure he audibly groans. He throws his phone on the spot where his body should already be lying and stuffs his feet into the little hotel-provided slippers. He has no one to blame but himself — he forgot to turn on the stupid privacy setting in the room to stop the doorbell from chiming.

He puts on a neutral face, lest it be some poor hotel or team employee forced to deliver him an urgent message, and opens the door.

“Hi, Daniel.”

Max barrels inside. In the 2.5 years they’ve been teammates, his shoulders have slightly widened. He’s still lean, but Daniel can see his body taking on a broader, more adult form, and he uses the slight size advantage to push past Daniel.

“Hello?” Daniel says, confused. Max is a man on a mission. He heads straight to the balcony door, pushes aside the thick blackout curtain and the gauzy ones underneath to unlock the handle and patter onto the small space.

“Can I help you with something?” Daniel asks. He wanders over and peeks his head out, but keeps his nice, clean slippers safely inside. There’s a slight breeze in the night air, and Daniel pulls back inside with a slight shiver.

Max is bent over, picking something up. He’s in a very wrinkled shirt and a pair of shorts that look far too small for him — not size wise, but length wise. Daniel doesn’t think he’s ever seen so much of Max’s pale, white thighs on display, matching the crescent moon in the sky above them.

Max stands up, an object wrapped securely in his hand, and shakes his head violently. If Daniel could see him better, he might hazard a guess that Max is blushing. It makes him want to poke and prod, but he knows Max and knows when he’s open for teasing. Right now, his plush lips are pressed tightly together, arms curled against his chest protectively. Nows not the time to be a dick, even if Max is disrupting his night.

Max walks past him again, not bothering to close the balcony door, when he finally seems to register that this whole interaction is incredibly whack, even for the two of them.

He pauses long enough to examine the room, Daniel’s little slippers, and the tantalizingly untucked sheets.

“Sorry,” he says. The words sound stilted from his mouth, usually reserved for awkward speeches to factory post-crashes. “I’m in the room above yours, and we — I dropped something off the balcony onto yours.”

Daniel drops his gaze to the object in Max’s hands. As fast as Max’s hands successfully move to cover it, Daniel’s seen enough bottles of lube in his time to know what he’s looking at.

“It’s alright.” He gets why Max is blushy and intense right now. He eats up Daniel’s sexapade stories, makes all kinds of lewd jokes, isn’t afraid to jokingly flirt with Daniel and put his hands places he shouldn’t. He’s certainly not a prude. Still, he’s pretty tight-lipped about his own sex life. Daniel doesn’t push where he’s not welcomed, so he leaves well enough alone, but his stomach does a funny little pang at remembering that Max does have a sex life of his own.

There’s some hot girl above them right now, who was probably joking with Max on the balcony and play-wrestling for some lube, letting the joke run so long that the lube went on a whole vacation to Daniel’s balcony. Daniel is usually the only one who lets a bit get so far and so immersive with Max that it causes actual consequences.

“Okay. Well. Goodnight,” Max says. The lube is now secured half under his shirt sleeve, half into the crook of his elbow now, with the label imprinting itself onto his skin.

He pauses again, this time by Daniel’s bedside table, and picks up the pillow spray. He reads the label, all focused and serious, and then spritzes a tiny bit onto his wrist. The droplets are still drying over his blue veins when he brings it to his nose and sniffs.

“That’s nice.” He holds his wrist there for a second, takes a second whiff.

“It’s lavender,” Daniel informs him, for lack of anything else to say in this incredibly bizarre interaction. “Night, Max.”

Max does an awkward little half-wave and closes the door behind him and the tiny shorts that surely can’t belong to him. Daniel would’ve noticed if he wore something like that before.

He lets the interaction sit for a second, then shakes his body loose and turns on the do not disturb button on the doorbell.

Night routine, 2.0, no distractions. He rubs lotion into his elbows. He dots wrinkle cream around his eyes. He puts his finger over the same little nozzle that Max pressed and coats his pillow again.

It’s only after a small breeze ruffles the curtains that he realizes the balcony door is still wide open. He pauses for a half-second by the door when he hears Max’s voice above him, talking to whoever his companion for the night is.

“Can I get you another drink?” Max asks. He sounds — suave, almost. Daniel can only see speckled concrete above him, but he can picture Max standing on it in. He probably has this girl leaned up against the railing, a hand on her hip.

This is definitely intrusive, but Daniel pauses with his hand wrapped around the skinny door handle just long enough to hear the response.

“No, I’m all good. Let’s go inside,” the other voice says. It’s deeper than Daniel expected, almost masculine.

Daniel shuts the door harder than he planned, and a bit of the thin white curtain gets caught in the frame. He leaves it be. He’s not interested in opening up that door again.

He settles into the sterile white sheets, puts his cancelling earbuds in, and squeezes his eyes tightly shut.

It takes him longer than usual to fall asleep that night. He’s surrounded by too much pillow spray and the pulsing thought that Max is above him right now, smelling traces of lavender while he fucks someone else.

[ilyarozanovs]

GINO ANTHONY PESI as HARRIS on THE FARE (2018)

For @rdng1230 & @sunnywithachanceofbi

[hood-ex]

The desire to write a Dick-centered fic based off the commandments listed in the song "Cry Little Sister."

Thou shalt not fall

Thou shalt not die

Thou shalt not fear

Thou shalt not kill

[eddiebrockrambles]

Trying a thing here. Obvs we know venom comes back but for now:

Eddie without Venom:

*has a minor nosebleed in the night, wakes up with bloody patches on his T-shirt*

*three days and one microwave meal later, still in same bloodied tshirt*

The blinds are dusty and the apples are rotting.

[honeylief]

Todd and Mikey have been teaching her how to lift big guys with ease

[thefallenangel2008]

"The hated child that becomes a hybrid princess" GLMN but it's Stan.

[britt-kageryuu]

While I think I've read a Leosagi story like this before, I don't really remember.

The idea is the classic Romeo and Juliet trope of Leo and Usagis families are both very high ranking clans and of course enemies, but they somehow meet, and slowly over time go from secret friends to secretly dating eachother.

They have to pretend to hate eachother if they meet up near family/enemies, but a chunk of the time they run off to just hide together.

Of course alot of their story is wishing to be together without the threat of either death, or being disowned with nowhere to go. They want to find a way to get the fighting to stop. Maybe find out why the fighting started.

I don't want it to end with a tragedy, but that may be how some would rather have it end, but if nothing else Leosagi are together in the end.

Again I think I've read a similar but different story for this with TMNT, but that might just be me having Romeo and Juliet pop into my head while thinking about Leosagi.

[morganbritton132]

Hi, what arch fey or devil did you make a deal with to come up with this writing? It's like being tortured. I crave more. <3

I was actually cursed by god and capitalism to have ALL the ideas but none of the time or motivation to do anything with them.

2018 Me that was writing 2-5k chapters for multiple fics a week while finishing up their college degree would’ve killed to have as many fic ideas rolling around in my brain as I do now. lol.

Honestly, I only post ficlet and snippets on here in the hopes someone takes the idea and makes it better.

[goopus]

I told myself I will color her… but later XD

she looks a little more elegant here for once in her life

[sariphantom]

We're still in August and Halloween's only two months away but...

Who's up for some Risetober this October?

So, in continuation of spreading the word of Rise TMNT all over the Internet LIKE A BOSS, I decided to do my own list of Risetober this year. More Rise with a little bit of the Halloween spirit. If you're reading this @nickelodeon, not only do we want season 3 of Rise, we also want more seasons and more movies. Rise is such an underrated GEM!

Just like Rise August, anyone can participate and have fun! Go crazy with the prompts! Write! Draw! Make silly Tik-Tok videos! The possibilities are ENDLESS!

We gotta keep spreading the word and let @nickelodeon know that Rise will NEVER die!

[monsterbrush]

Heeey so I’m the one that asked for blushing Magni and I gotta say…thank u 😭❤️❤️❤️😭 if you’ll hear me out once more (or until I think of more Magni shtuufff 😳)….Magni leaning in the doorway with his hair down 😩❤️

What're you starin' at?