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morthern · 1 year
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common misunderstanding
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vivi-theakuneko · 1 year
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So I was wondering what to doodle and threw their names into a generator...
Was not disappointed
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jessfandrawer · 4 months
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For Ichigo and Orihime, my little prompt generator gave me: Period costume, Seasonal, and Nature. This seemed the perfect opportunity to have the Kurosaki family dressed up for a Victorian Christmas. I'm really happy with the way it turned out. They look cute!
The nature theme is not strong, but is in there with the snow.
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writing-desk-rae · 7 months
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Dialogue Prompt
Person A: What can I say, I'm your archnemesis.
Person B: Honey, I wish you were my biggest problem.
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caitlynlynch · 1 year
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Here's something fun, if you're stuck in a writing rut. Taleforge is a random generator writing exercise. It generates 'cards' and you have to try and write a snippet of story - or a whole flash fiction, or the intro to a novel, you do you - based on those prompts.
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Don't like the prompts? Hit page reload and the Event and Location prompts will change! You can change the settings a little bit - default for the challenge is 10 minutes, for example, and you can make it 5, 10, 20 or 30. Go forth and have fun, writers!
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intothestacks · 2 months
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Comic by Tom Gauld
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dsco-kjs · 7 months
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Lost sister
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Cave water
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andminnequin · 3 months
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I present to thee:
Old prompts of Lucifer going to jail a bunch with mc because the generator said so :]
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i made a shipfic prompt generator because i was bored and couldn't come up with ideas
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justagirl-with-aphone · 8 months
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Random Prompt Generator pt.3! ~Kirishima edition~
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Pro hero Kirishima x Awkward florist reader!
Pt.2!
You were surprised, to say the least when Pro hero Red Riot lumbered his way into your shop...
Your business wasn't very big, it was an old building in a not-so-popular spot. You took it over for your parents so they could retire peacefully, it was pocket change really. But you enjoyed arranging the flowers, you got lost in your own little world, enthralled by the colors and smells. It was the people that made you dread your job... You were homeschooled all your life and you were never really good with people in general, you end up making conversations awkward and dreading the whole interaction in the end when your customer starts quietly judging you.
So let's just say you were BEYOND nervous to help a pro hero of his status. This could be the end of your entire business if you fucked this up. You were just hoping he was as nice as he seemed on camera.
"w-welcome" you stutter out, embarrassed.
"Hey! I saw your display in the window and I thought it was really pretty! You can tell it was made from the heart!" the big redhead chuckled with a big grin on his face.
"I'm in charge of flowers for this hero Gala and I wanted to help a small business out you know?"
"So you came here?" Mentally face-palming at the stupid question., 'Hopefully, he won't think I'm a weirdo and leave.'
"Yeah, there isn't much around here so I thought I could lend a hand or a wallet." The redhead chuckled, his size was misleading, he seemed more like a puppy at heart.
You got to work right away. He explained what he wanted it to look like, but gave you some creative freedom, which you appreciated. "I don't know much about flowers, I need some flowers that will last for a long time, won't wilt fast, and look pretty. But I'm not sure if that's possible, like I said I don't know much about flowers..." The hero rambled on, you silently got up, walking to your flower shelf and pointing to some chrysanthemums.
"I like these because they last long after their cut," you stated.
"Those would look great!!"
For the next few days, The pro hero who told you to call him Eijiro came in every day. Watching you work and helping you meet the criteria that was set. He chatted away and you mostly listened, adding in here and there. You preferred it this way, you liked hearing him talk about things you never experienced. And with him doing the talking you didn't have to worry about coming off as awkward. You didn't want to admit it, but you looked forward to him coming in.
When everything was finished, you were a little sad, to say the least. I mean, you got used to talking to him and it felt easy. You considered him more than just a customer. You wanted to be around him and hear all his stories.
"Thank you again for all your help y/n!"
"yeah..."
"is something wrong?" he questioned you.
"Will I see you around?" You felt stupid asking. He was a pro hero and had a life to live, he had people's lives to save. He couldn't bother himself with a small-time florist like you...
You were surprised when he pulled you into a hug. Mumbling into your hair "Of course, it's been so much fun!" when he pulled away, his face was about as red as his hair. Saying your goodbyes, you put your hands into your pockets sighing. only to find a piece of paper.
Pulling it out it read 'I thought you should see your work in person, be my plus 1 to the hero gala?
-Love. E
with his number scribbled on the back...
Let's just say the flowers were dull in comparison to your date.
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the-fiction-vixen · 10 months
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AO3 Tag Roulette Writing Challenge: July 2023
The below list was compiled using the AO3 Tag Roulette random generator and will provide you with five tags from Archive of Our Own (AO3). Your task is to write a story using all of them. Anything goes with Tag Roulette - from romantic to fantasy to just downright weird, you never know where the tags will take you.
Remember, you can do as much or as little with each tag as you like, and you're not limited to those tags alone. Get creative with it, and make the tags work for you. The goal of this challenge is to inspire you to write, so don't be afraid to take the tags in a direction that feels right for you.
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suuez · 7 months
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Random Prompts ~
• A is a outgoing ray of sunshine, while B is your typical "emotionless" person. Somehow, A catches feelings for B, wanting to stay by their side and giving them affection nonstop. Little do they know, B is actually a drug dealer that doesn't know how they're supposed to react to A's approach.
• Once B gives up on seducing A, A starts falling for them. How does B react?
• While traveling through the world, A meets B in a hotel. Both are very fascinated by each other — Unfortunately, A is from a different country from B and both of them only speaks their native language. How are they going to communicate? And what about their cultural differences?
• B is a neurodivergent who just started dating A. After some time, A discoveries they're neurodivergent too, but having something different from B. Now, both of them have to learn how to adapt to each other special needs.
• At first, A starts dating B as a challenge from their friends, but as time goes by, A seems to be catching feelings for B's unique and exquisite way of being, even trying their best to see the world on their vision and try doing the things they like.
• B is a lonely artist that lives far away in a country house. One day, B creates their best art piece ever — An statue. They get fascinated by it, how could them have created something so beautiful and delicate out of dirt/rock? They name the statue A, and one night, A comes alive. Now B has to deal with this delicate curious statue, taking well care for it to not 'get hurt' or get lost in the woods from snooping around.
• Whenever A goes to sleep, they travel to the "Dreamworld", where every phantasy and ever imaginable world exists. In this "Dreamworld", A meets B, who starts appearing in every other dream they have. Once they wake up, they can't wait to get to sleep again to get into wonderful adventures with B.
• B is a vampire who is searching for a new victim. Suddenly, they meet A, who is young, full of life and the most interesting and unique human they have ever met. B approaches them and is very tempted to have them as their lunch, but their other side refuses to do it since A is so unique. How does B deal with it?
• A is a time traveler who is enjoying their adventures through time. They can go to whenever and and when they want, with the only rule being that they cannot interfere with the past. Unfortunately for A, in one of those travels they meet B, who catches their heart by their simplicity. Now A has to make a decision — Interfere with the past or leave it as it is to not change the future. If they do interfere, what are the changes that will occur?
• B is a cupid, who is always trying to find someone to A. Unfortunately, things never go right and A always ends up alone. Out of guilty, B decides to approach A to at least show them what love is like...
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jessfandrawer · 4 months
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Turtleduck Prince
For Jinko, my ship prompt generator gave me kiss, fairy tale, and birds. I don't know what type of fairy tales exist in the AtLA universe. Something to think about. The Frog Prince is a western story - I just thought it would be cute.
This is the second duck related fanart I've done recently. What is going on?
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dax-enfinity · 5 months
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SatoShoko but with the OTP prompt generator #3 (last one !)
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writing-desk-rae · 5 months
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Dialogue Prompt
"This looks like a tomorrow me problem "
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Forgetting Something?
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It was one of those mornings where Zoro’s brain felt like sludge, moving through his routine in a haze of mechanical movements because he was far too sleepy for anything more than bare minimum effort. The timing of his alarm could not have been worse - he had been dreaming deeply (of what? He had no clue) and the abrasive beeping had dragged him out of it. He was definitely going to need to stop for coffee on his way to class.
As he opened the front door to leave, a familiar voice caught his attention: “Hey, moss-for-brains, you forgetting something?”
Zoro turned around to find Sanji peeking out from the kitchen with a smug smirk on his face. Ah, right, how could he forget to kiss his boyfriend goodbye? With a soft, sleepy smile, he doubled back. He reached up to cup Sanji’s cheek and leaned in to peck him on the lips.
Sanji’s cheeks went pink, mouth agape and eyes wide.
“I… uhm… I m-meant these,” he stammered, holding up Zoro’s keys.
Why did he look so embarrassed?
The gears in Zoro’s head started to come unstuck and clicked once, twice, three times.
Oh, shit.
So, that’s what he had been dreaming about.
In the waking world, Sanji was not, in fact, his boyfriend. He was his pain-in-the-ass roommate who, yes, Zoro had a massive crush on but, no, did not reciprocate it (well, at least as far as Zoro could tell). Zoro felt heat creep up his face and his mouth go dry. When he replayed this scene later in his head, he imagined he must have looked like some sort of tropical fish, bright red and mouth opening and closing uselessly as he floundered for words.
“Uh… I… I’msorrythanksbye!”
He plucked the keys out of Sanji’s hand and hightailed it out the door.
He couldn’t concentrate on anything in class that day. All three lectures went in one ear and out the other. He didn’t know if he was upset or relieved that Sanji didn’t text or call. Was he going to have to move out? Christ, could he even afford that right now?
Unfortunately, the will of the universe seemed to be conspiring against him because he has a paper due tomorrow and his laptop was in his room. He’ll just have to cross his fingers and hope Sanji had gone out or is in his room. As he approaches the landing of their floor, Zoro smells baked goods. Oh, this is not good. Sanji was stress-baking.
When he enters their apartment, he spies a couple cooling racks set up on their coffee table. Sanji has already covered every surface in the kitchen - counters, the table, the collapsible baker’s rack he had bought for these occasions. This was bad.
He would have to pass the kitchen in order to get to his room. Maybe if he was quick enough, Sanji wouldn’t even notice him.
Okay, 3… 2…
And then Sanji steps out of the kitchen.
Well, so much for that plan.
“Oh, uh… hey,” Sanji says, not meeting Zoro’s eye.
“Hi,” Zoro replies. He’s suddenly not sure what to do with his hands, for some reason. He settles on shoving them in his pockets.
There’s an awkward silence before Sanji blurts out: “I made the matcha cookies you like!”
Zoro’s face flushes and he shifts his weight from foot to foot. “Oh! Uhm… thanks!”
Silence again.
“I’m gonna…” Zoro awkwardly points over Sanji’s shoulder towards their rooms. “I have a paper to write.”
“Oh! Yeah, sorry.”
Sanji shuffles out of his way, back into the kitchen.
This is awful.
Zoro stalks down the hall to his room. He tries to focus on his paper, but mostly he just stares blankly at his laptop screen, trying to think of what he should do about this mess. Luffy would probably let him sleep on his couch for as long as he wanted to, right?
He’s dragged out of his head when there’s a knock on his door. Well, there’s only one person that could be. He steels himself and gets up to answer it.
Sanji’s apron is covered in flour. He’s got a smudge of chocolate on his cheek (Zoro tries really hard not to think about how cute that is). By Sanji’s own standards he’s a bit of a mess right now.
“I want a do-over,” he demands.
What?
“A… do-over?” Zoro echoes.
“Yeah,” Sanji insists. “I want a better kiss than that pathetic little peck from this morning.”
Zoro’s head is swimming. He can’t mean that, can he?
“So?” Sanji goads him, leaning in to the idea so he doesn’t lose his nerve. “Earth to mosshead!”
Zoro shakes himself out of his stupor. As hard as this is to believe, he is not going to miss out on this. Nervously, he steps forward and lifts one hand to caress Sanji’s jaw while the other comes to rest on Sanji’s hip.
The kiss that Sanji will come to tell everyone was their “real first kiss ‘cause that first one was bullshit” is soft, a little tentative, warm, and tastes like sugar and spices from all the baked goods Sanji had been sampling that day. When they part, Zoro gives Sanji a lopsided grin and asks, “Better, curly?”
“Yeah,” Sanji replies, a little breathless.
“Sanji, I—“
“You’ve got a paper to write, yeah?” Sanji interrupts him. “You should finish it. I’ll clean up, get dinner started. And then we can, uh… we can talk. About this. Okay?”
“Okay,” Zoro agrees. Sanji leans in for one more kiss before turning to head back to the kitchen.
Zoro has never written a paper so fast in his entire academic career.
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