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[codywankinkbingo]

Codywan Kink Bingo FAQs

What do I have to include to fill a bingo square?

If you’re interested in participating in the Codywan Kink Bingo 2022 Challenge, each fill you create must include Cody and Obi-Wan in a romantic and/or sexual encounter AND a kink of your choice off your card. That’s it!

What can I put in the FREE square?

You can write about whatever you want for the free square! However, and I’m sure this may come as a surprise, it must involve Cody and Obi-Wan and a kink in some way, shape, or form. 

Also, we your friendly neighborhood mods humbly request that you be explicit in your tagging of what kink is in your Free Space fill. Everyone has kinks that make them uncomfortable, even if they are your absolute favorites! In order to allow everyone to stay safe for this spicy, spicy event, we want to make sure everyone knows exactly what they’re getting into when they click.

Can I include other pairings?

Sure! Go wild! The only requirement to qualify as a fill is that a) Obi-Wan and b) Cody c) get up to something kinky. We’d appreciate it if you could tag the other pairing, too, just to make it easier on us, your friendly neighborhood mods.

Also, because this is CODYWAN kink bingo, Codywan should be:

The primary pairing

The “endgame” pairing

A few of the prompts would work great with three (or more!) participants and that’s fine, too, as long as there’s a focus on-- you get the idea. 

Wait, isn’t this the FAQ from your last event?

Friend, it sure is! If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it!

What if there’s a prompt in my way and I don’t like it?

You have the option to change the position of one (1) prompt on your Codywan Kink Bingo Card. 

Can I ask for a new bingo card if I don’t like enough of my prompts?

Unfortunately, no. Each card is procedurally generated. If we allowed people to just keep asking for new cards in order to easily get a bingo, the format of the event sort of falls apart, and what’s more, it wouldn’t be fair to the people who worked hard to write a kink they didn’t immediately have an idea for. 

We’re sorry if you got a particularly difficult card! We hope you enjoy the challenge of trying to get a bingo anyway, and remember, you can always move one prompt and use your free space!

Can I write a fic using a sort of kink that is not on my bingo card in order to get a bingo?

Absolutely, that is what the Free Space is for! As long as you fill at least five prompts in a row, as per the rules of Bingo, you have achieved a bingo.

No, I mean, can I submit a fic (or five fics) where Cody and Obi-Wan play with kinky stuff in bed to the collection without using my bingo card, and still get a bingo?

Unfortunately, no. We are playing Codywan Kink Bingo, and so in order to be in the collection you do have to be filling prompts on your bingo card. However, if you want to write kinky spice outside of our event, we are sure not gonna stop you!

How long does my fic have to be if I write?

Each bingo fic fill should be a minimum of 100 words. No upper limit. You can write as much as you want about them having spicy fun, and, in fact, we’d love it if you did! 

Can one piece of art qualify for more than one bingo fill?

Unfortunately, no. Due to the nature of art being a visual medium, we ask for ONE piece of art per ONE fill. We do, however, accept variations on a piece as a second fill, so long as it is not exactly the same piece (sketches, slightly different poses, playing with colors to give the same drawing a different feel–all fine, all separate fills). If you have questions about whether your piece would qualify, reach out and we’re happy to assist!

What if I include all the kinks in one fic?

That sounds impressive and we’d love to see someone pull it off! However, the word count minimum remains the same. So, if you do five kinks in a single fic, it should be at least 500 words long. 

What if I already have a fic or piece of art that fits a prompt? Can I add it to the collection?

No, this event only accepts new pieces of art/fic/media/etc. We want to encourage the creation of brand spanking (ha) new Codywan pieces, so we can’t accept previously published items of any sort, even if you change them slightly. 

How many fills do I have to create?

In order to get a bingo, you need to fill a minimum of five (5) prompts in a row. You can fill them in a horizontal, vertical, or diagonal line. You may include one or more prompts in a single fic or a comic or…. Well, you get the idea. 

You may also decide to do a blackout! We’d love to see one! 

What’s a blackout? 

Ah, so you were paying attention when we mentioned that in the last answer, huh? A blackout in bingo is when you complete EVERY SQUARE on your card. That means 25 kinks! We’d LOVE to see some blackouts and each person who completes one gets a special shout-out on our Hall of Fame Bingo Card Winners Supreme Post along with a fierce feeling of pride at a job well done. 

Oh, here's one that wasn't on your last FAQ: Can we create a piece that doesn’t involve the kink as a sex act?

No, sorry, this is not allowed. We do expect you to include the prompt in the spirit of the event, which is: spice. You can subvert the prompt to your heart’s content, with the main exception that it DOES have to have a spicy connotation. A hint of lemon, if you will. Sex. The point is sex. 

Please do not create a piece in which someone is tied up and imprisoned by an individual who means to do them unsexy harm and call it a fill for “bondage.” While that sounds like a fic we, your dedicated mods, would read, it will not count for the event. 

This is why we have a rule that you cannot have a G-rated fic, by the way! The subject matter by definition should merit a higher rating than that.

Why can’t I get a card if I’m under 18? 

This event is focused on kinks and spice. As such, it’s focused on fics rated M and E in the vast majority of cases and we’re only issuing cards to participants over 18.

When do I have to post?

Technically, you can post your fills whenever. HOWEVER, if you want to be included in our ao3 collection and/or part of our Hall of Fame Bingo Card Winners Supreme Post you must have your bingo completed by October 31st.

Where do I have to post?

Well, you can pretty much post wherever. HOWEVER. If you want to be included in the ao3 collection, your works are going to have to be on ao3. Also, if you put your pieces behind a paywall, the mods are not going to be able to see them and therefore we cannot award you a completed bingo. 

Remind me what the rules are?

Over here, friend!

How do I get started again?

We’re glad you asked! Click right here and get your very own, unique and specialized Codywan Kink Bingo 2022 card! 

Wait, don’t go, I have more questions!

Feel free to send us an ask and we’ll help you out, friend!

[eddievedders]

DEADPOOL 3 September 6, 2024.

[maddneys]

This isn't about good or bad. This is about power... and who is allowed to use it. STAR WARS: THE ACOLYTE (Official trailer) June 4, 2024

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

world's most annoying man is not allowed outside due to his inability to shut up

[chasingfictions]

yellowjackets + textposts again

[hella1975]

maybe not a hot take but is anyone else like reluctant to get new atla content lmao. like the series is so genuinely incredible and the last time they tried to capitalise on that we ended up with The Movie and while i AM excited to have more conversation about atla and maybe even another renaissance (god ive seen what youve done for others... *is talking about the zukka renaissance of 2020*) im also very scared of what is going to be made canon. like a whole movie for zuko? you're gonna give that loser an entire movie now? he's going to canonically say a slur i just know it

[stardustedknuckles]

Okay but I need to know what the people who have only watched c3 think about Beau and Caleb because I've been rotating them in my head for three years too long to be objective anymore but like. Getting to see them through the eyes of a new party just reminded me that even though so much of our delight in C2 was focused around the constant indignity of the Nein, they are objectively a flickering metronome between "how the fuck are these people alive" and "this is the most hyper competent group of mercenaries I've ever seen" and I just. Do they know. Do they know that Beau is so fucking cool. Are there people who learned these two npcs have a whole campaign and want to learn more about them. I look at these two and see a montage of tiefling dicks and red eyes and promising to kill the other if something goes wrong. I see Caleb smearing mud and bat shit on Beau's face and Beau just resigned even as she makes the most aggrieved and annoyed sounds, Beau hauling Caleb's dissociated ass over her own skinny shoulder and walking him to safety. I look at them and see 500 hours and more of the empire siblings. The weeks and months they spent going from hating the parts of themselves they saw in each other to loving in the other what they still struggled with in themselves. I see chosen siblings, best friends. What do other people see?

[sketchy-tour]

NEW COMPUTER OBTAINED!!!! Sai is redownloaded!!!! Drivers reinstalled!!!!!!!

Maybe I'll host a whiteboard after work to celebrate! 😈

[owcaunion]

Babe wake up the first doofenshmirtz line in s5 and 6 just dropped

[wikiangela]

fuck it friday

it's technically friday here already and I'm trying to keep myself busy until 2am for the episode (and trying to stay awake, I've been up for over 20 hours now and there's 1.5h left lmao this is gonna be fun - but I am not missing the madney wedding live) so I figured I'd start fif off haha

today a lil more from my bucktommy smut that's slowly coming together (very slowly, it's gonna be so long, we're at 3k and they're still dressed, and I kinda want to spread it out over a few dates 🙈)

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“Can I-” he starts, panting against Tommy’s lips. “I really need to touch you.” he gulps, his grip tightening just a little bit, a stifled sound escaping Tommy. Buck wants to hear him, wants to hear all the sounds he can elicit from him.

“You are touching me.” Tommy teases, and Buck kisses a smirk off his face, nipping at his bottom lip as he pulls away, Tommy chuckling in response. Buck is so enamored by this man, he can barely stop smiling.

“You know what I mean.” he shakes his head a bit.

“I do.” Tommy licks his lips. “But I kinda wanna hear it.” he adds with a smug grin, but then places his hands on Buck’s cheeks and makes him look into his eyes, smile turning into something softer. “I need you to tell me what you want.”

“I want you naked.” is what Buck blurts out, and as if involuntarily, Tommy’s hips thrust into his hand, a low groan escaping him.

“Alright, baby.” Tommy whispers, smiling softly, breathing heavy, and Buck thinks he’s going to melt, his heart speeding up.

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[buglaur]

simself

[asterwild]

sea otter (Enhydra lutris)

(pins!)

[disenchanted-youth]

[notozthewizard]

Merlin fantasy creature AU part 3

The poem in the picture is a part of "Giving" by Khalil Gibran

The first time Merlin has to use so much magical energy, he's not ready for the consequences. He used to feel exhausted after using too much at once, that's a fact. But he didn't know the chaotic force would literally rip his human body apart.

The pain doesn't matter though. If he doesn't do anything he'll die here right after Lancelot and then the serpents will invade Camelot. Even if he did survive there would be nothing to come back to. So he braces himself. Ready for any outcome.

He blacks out. Wakes up with Lance tending to his wounds and regrets not dying because it hurts even more.

They have to spend a few days away from Camelot so Merlin's power stabilizes again and he can regenerate his body at least to the point of getting rid of the very visible and unnatural crystals and holes pulsing with yellow energy.

Arthur is kinda annoyed at first. They were supposed to be back ages ago and it wasn't even that hard of a mission. He knows very well how close Merlin and Lancelot are. He's seen them whispering in the castle's corridors to each other countless times. Maybe that was their whole plan, to get a week or two off work.

Few more days pass by and he's pretty sure that's not it. He starts worrying and honestly hoping. Maybe they did run away together. Good for them. At least they're alive. Somewhere. Ugh.

He finally gets some free time and almost decides to go on a search when finally he's informed that Merlin and Lancelot came back. He doesn't think. Just wants to finally see them again. See Merlin again and make sure he's okay.

He's far from it but he's breathing. And that's something. Arthur gets angry at Merlin for neglecting his wounds and takes him to Gaius. He gets a few days off after that.

Part 2

[hannahssimblr]

“Come on! Come on! What are you doing, Christ sake!” 

I stop running and bend over my knees, wheezing, lungs tasting of blood. I spit onto the frosty grass and wipe my mouth, “Sorry sir…” I pant, “Tired.”

“Get yourself together, Turner,” Doherty roars, “your fitness has gone to shit. You hear me? Absolute shit.”

“I know, sir.” 

“What’ve you been up to over the Christmas? Eating sweets I’d say. Drinking pints and eating a load of chocolates, was it?”

“I’m seventeen, I can’t have pints,” I point out, “legally.”

“Ah shurrup you,” he comes closer to berate me more while the other boys run circuits of the pitch, “You need to go on a proper diet, start hitting the gym.” 

I wheeze out a thin laugh, “you calling me fat, sir?”

“I’m not calling you fat, I’m calling you unfit. If anything you’re too skinny.”

“Nah, I’m all lean, functioning muscle.” 

“Well in that case I want to see ten more laps of the pitch. Prove it.”

It’s freezing. Light rain glitters under the floodlights and frost glazes every blade of grass on the field. I watch the other boys round the corner at the back of the pitch in a puff of their collective warm breath and sweat. I’m sweaty too, but still somehow cold, my hands like bricks of ice frozen to my wrists. Parents of the others line up behind the wire fence waiting to collect them.

“Respectfully, sir,” I say to Doherty, “There isn’t time left tonight.”

“Why do you have something smart to say about everything? You can stay until you’re done, it doesn’t matter how long it takes you because I can wait.”

“I have plans.”

Plans, Turner?” He says, as though I’ve admitted to having head lice, “What kind of plans would you have on a Tuesday night in January?”

“Very important ones,” I say vaguely, to which he purses his lips and hums with discontent, “This is more of it now, excuses, excuses, as always, isn’t that right?”

It’s painful to straighten up. I puff out a lungful of air, “Sir, I’m just so unfit. I think I’ll have to call it a night.”

The laugh he coughs out is lost in the sound of the team as they pass us in a thundering herd, “chancer,” he says, “you better have yourself together next week, Hit the showers.”

“Thanks sir.”

“Yeah, lay off the sweets this week!” He bellows after me.

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[neverevan]

Wip Wednesday ☔️

Tagged and tagging @diazsdimples @theotherbuckley @exhuastedpigeon @nmcggg @disasterbuckdiaz @ladydorian05 @daffi-990 and my lovelies @malewifediaz @spagheddiediaz @jeeyuns mwuah mwuah💛💛

Guess what, guys? The first chapter of the mudslide fic is getting posted tomorrow! Which is just so unbelievable to me?? Despite posting 10 fics prior to this one, it was the first fic I started writing for this ship and I've been working on it (on and off) since september and now here we are... absolute bonkers if you ask me.

Now, I know there are like 4 people who are actually interested in this fic – and that's fine, honestly –, but I for one am very excited. So I thought I'd give you guys a longer snippet for today. I actually shared parts of this scene in like 3 different instalments from both of their povs lmao but this one is from chapter one so you'll get the full(ish) picture tomorrow.

“Eddie, a-are you sure you’re alright?” “Yeah, sorry. I guess I’m just tired.” He rubbed the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. “Eddie, if there’s something going on, you have to tell me.” “There’s nothing going on, I promise.” Buck raised his eyebrows challengingly and as it had so many times before, it made Eddie sigh in defeat. “It’s. It’s the weather.” He gave in with a heavy sigh and it didn’t quite stop Buck from frowning, but he had to admit, it made sense. It’s been raining for over two weeks now as a storm came to California and Buck would be lying if he said that it didn’t affect him in any way, but he was handling it. The only thing he didn’t account for was that maybe Eddie wasn’t. “Hey, it’s okay.” Buck stepped closer and for some reason Eddie was avoiding his gaze now, so he didn’t stop walking until they were standing toe to toe, the proximity forcing his eyes back onto Buck’s face. “Look. This?” He pulled the neckline of his shirt aside to show Eddie more of the scarring over his neck and chest. “This is a reminder that I pulled through.” He knew what kind of marks a lighting strike could leave on someone’s body, but he never really got to see his own. By the time he woke up from his coma, the patterns were gone — unlike the painful and itchy blisters that took over their place; they lasted for nearly two months and despite all the cold compresses and cooling gels, they still left a hefty amount of scar tissue behind, in the shape of abstract lines and ragged edges. Eddie reached out and traced some of the lines above his collarbone with his fingers and Buck couldn’t help but let his eyes flutter shut for a second with the softness of his touch. The pads of his fingers were warm as they brushed over the shiny silver lines and patches, yet Buck could still feel goosebumps build on his forearms and thighs with every microinch he covered. Suddenly, Eddie’s fingers were gone, pulled away abruptly, almost as if they got burned by the contact, leaving his hand to float in the air between them aimlessly. “Sorry.” Eddie whispered and they were just so close. All the what ifs have started to murmur in the back of Buck’s skull with renewed vigor, buzzing like radio static behind his eyes, begging to be turned up for clarity. “Eddie I—” “It’s okay, Buck.” He flattened his palm over Buck’s heart, only the thin layer of his shirt separating them now. “Thank you, for this.” Eddie patted his chest and stepped back, leaving Buck dumbfounded as to what exactly just happened.