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Get ready to dive beneath the waves—our Mermay event is just a week away!
For the entire month of May, we're hosting a Stucky Under the Sea Bingo Challenge, featuring mermaids, sirens, pirates, and so much more.
How it works:
-Fill out your bingo card throughout May
-The middle square is a free space, so it's up to you what to create
-Participate with any format you like: fic, art, edits, headcanons, memes, or moodboards
-Share your creations in our server, on Tumblr, or on our AO3 collection. Just make sure to tag us @stuckygeekevents
Whether you want soft ocean romance, mythic tragedy, or unhinged underwater antics—we've got a square for you. You can play casually or aim for a full blackout—no pressure, just fun.
We can't wait to see the worlds you create this May, so let's take our favorite super soldiers and just add water!
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The Aerians and Nagari had been at war for centuries, so long that neither remembered why the war started. All they knew was the great divide of blood and betrayal between their people, so wide no one was certain it could be filled. Their instincts made them natural predators, and their ways could not have been more different. The Aerians soared through the skies with grace and precision, while the Nagari slithered across the earth with stealth and lethal intent.
Finally, the two sides had agreed to meet and discuss peace. The royal families were gathered on the mountain that touched the skies, tension churning in the air like a storm.
“We are to trust a piece of paper?” King Grigori hissed with contempt. “Do you take me for a fool? What will prevent your people from breaking the treaty as they have before?”
The Aerian Queen Yuna glared at him. “As if we have any reason to trust your people,” she spat, her wings rustling behind her in agitation.
“Then a betrothal is the only way to ensure lasting peace,” Grigori said, his forked tongue flicking with irritation.
“I forbid it!” Yuna’s shriek echoed through the hall, feathers bristling in fury.
David, Yuna’s consort, stepped forward cautiously. “Might I suggest a compromise?”
Both monarchs turned on him, eyes blazing with fury.
“The Equinox approaches,” David continued, holding up his hands in a gesture of appeasement. “Both our peoples celebrate the spring hunt in our own ways. Why not have our heirs participate? Let them run the Chase. If your son catches ours, then they will be mated and thus seal the treaty in a bond between our two peoples.”
They were both speechless, unable to think of an argument. Even the advisors seemed to hold their breath, caught between centuries of enmity and the fragile hope that perhaps, at last, a new era could begin.
I found this reference on Pinterest. Not sure who the original creator is, but it really reminded me of Steve, and I thought it would be so pretty for Eggpreg Week.
Here's my first piece for @stuckygeekevents and @intotheomegaverse's Eggpreg Week! You guys voted, and Steddie won by a mile, so here's Steve with his and Eddie's clutch <3
Tags: oviposition, a/b/o, mpreg, sex pollen, mating run, fantasy AU, non-human, strange anatomy, first time, 1949, age gap, siren AU, breeding kink, nesting, courting rituals, alpha Steve, omega Bucky.
Summary: Bucky participates in the village’s mating run.
The needed conditions could only be met at the spring’s equinox: that fragile sliver of time where the lengthening days matched the shortening nights, when the soil shivered loose and the earth began to sprout new life once again. When the alphas were clutching, and the omegas’ wombs ripened to receive them.
A.N.: This is really just the rambling intro to the fic that I will be posting for @intotheomegaverse’s and @stuckygeekevents’ Eggpreg Week 2026 event. But since this part of the story is much more info-dumpy than I prefer (especially for the very smut-driven fic it goes with), I thought I’d post it now and call it a prologue to the actual work. Enjoy my worldbuilding obsession! (And go check out the event if you haven’t already!)
Prologue.
The Island of Marvèlle was abuzz with activity as everyone prepared for the festival of that year’s spring equinox. As per tradition, the island’s four districts—Avènge, Hydrässe, Shelde, and Brooklyne—had banded together in the groveswood to celebrate the beginning of the season, a fertile time for both the land and its people, who held the distinction of being the last remaining, non-mixed Siren population in the world.
Marvèlle was a small but proud Isle. Heavily mythicized by humans but quite regular in function and modest in resources, its size was often compared to that of Malta or Rhode Island, its land split into four distinct but harmonious districts.
Sheldebourg was the oldest and largest of the bourgs, with rival district Hydrässebourg being nearly as old. There was Avèngebourg, the younger offshoot of Shelde that had by then surpassed it in population if not in size, and still yet the village of Brooklyne. In addition to The Isle Four, that year’s festival marked the first wherein the hamlet known colloquially as Quen would participate in its own right. Though not yet officially broken off from Brooklyne, it seemed to be well on its way to being recognized as an official district, with much of the sitting Council hinting at a ‘yea’ vote in favor of granting status, should the matter ever come before them.
For millennia, island life had lent itself well to Marvèlle’s isolationism. Even well into the industrialized age of planes, trains, and automobiles, its inhabitants hadn’t mixed much with the rest of the modern world. Not until the War years came. Ever since the return of its drafted men from that horrid conflict, the Council Elders had consistently held that there should be no further mixing with the non-Siren population. ‘As little contact as possible,’ they insisted. There was no airport on Marvèllen soil, and The Isle Four all contributed a number of volunteers from their ranks, that they might maintain a rudimentary coast guard to prevent curious humans from boating in and coming ashore.
It was important, the Council maintained, that they preserve their heritage and their species as much as they could. Sirens of other island nations had failed to do so over the past century, intermixing with mainlanders, and one by one, as sure as the tide coming in, every such population had slowly declined, losing itself to the dominant human seed. Most of them lived almost indistinguishably from humans now, the Elders said, having given up the old Gods for one new one, living in stone houses with wires and pipes, their bodies transformed to mammals. Purportedly, some of them couldn’t even sing anymore! And oh, what a shame that was. To be a Siren without song? What a horrid, dreadful existence!
Such alarming changes warranted action, and the Council would often ask the people what they thought. Whenever polled on the issue, save for a troublesome portion of the Hydrässe, Marvèlle’s inhabitants were overwhelmingly of the same mind: As the last true, pureblooded Sirens left in the world, they had a duty to preserve their lineage.
And that was why, each and every year at just the right time, they held the great Spring Festival and mating run. It was to perpetuate the species, to keep their culture alive, to celebrate the end of winter, to unify The Isle Four, and to cement their ties to the land. (But mostly to perpetuate the species.)
Because you see, unlike humans, sirenfolk rarely went into season outside of that very particular time of year. Oh sure, an alpha in good health could produce a new clutch every few months. But a spawning alpha did no good when an omega’s womb wasn’t ripened to receive. It was often remarked amongst the people, how fortunate it was that they lived as long as they did, or else they might’ve died out long ago. Nine or more decades of fertile years out of a roughly two hundred-twenty year lifespan did help to make up somewhat for having such a narrow breeding window.
There was one day. One, peak day (admittedly within a span of two or three additional possible days) where conception could occur in their kind. The needed conditions for a clutching alpha and ripened omega could only be met within that fragile sliver of time where the lengthening days matched the shortening nights, when the soil shivered loose and the earth began to sprout new life once again. That time was the Spring Equinox.
Because of this, it was rare indeed to find a native islander—man or woman, omega or alpha—whose hatchday didn’t fall somewhere within the early January timeframe. Almost exclusively, sirenfolk bred in the Spring, laid in the summer, and welcomed their hatchlings in the winter—a holdover from their ancestors’ days in more southern climates, it was commonly imagined, but ultimately a mystery lost to time, along with their supposed origins as murderous fish people (or bird people, depending on which myth one was reading—And really, Homer had done their kind an unspeakable disservice with that one. Drowning sailors for sport. Who ever heard of such utter nonsense?)
No, the Sirens of Marvèlle weren’t half-fish, or half-bird, or any other ridiculous permutation of shapeshifter that the humans liked to imagine them as. And they certainly weren’t murderous or conniving. They were merely a people: shrinking, vulnerable, and desperate to retain the remnants of their heritage.
In their fight against the creep of the modern age and the diminishment of their species, the Spring Festival and its associated mating run had gradually become the biggest event of the year. It was one of the only occasions where all of the Isle Four (well, five now, unofficially) got together in revelry and merriment, celebrated the season of renewal and growth … and chased each other through the groveswood to pair up and breed.
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Hello dears, I am so excited to announce our Easter Week and Eggpreg Weeks, hosted in partnership with our sister server @stuckygeekevents! 💐🥚✨
I’m dropping the visuals and prompts now so you can start getting excited, inspired, and maybe even set aside some time this April to dive into:
🌸 kinky, chaotic Eggpreg fun
🐣 sweet, fluffy family-friendly Easter goodness
🌼 or anything in between!
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Hello dears, I am so excited to announce our Easter Week and Eggpreg Weeks, hosted in partnership with our sister server @stuckygeekevents! 💐🥚✨
I’m dropping the visuals and prompts now so you can start getting excited, inspired, and maybe even set aside some time this April to dive into:
🌸 kinky, chaotic Eggpreg fun
🐣 sweet, fluffy family-friendly Easter goodness
🌼 or anything in between!
Like last year, if you are participating with Stucky Geek Events, your stories or art should focus on Stucky. If you are participating with Into the Omegaverse, then you are welcome to write or draw for the fandom and ship of your choice.
Join us on Discord!
Check out the Into the Omegaverse community on Discord - hang out with 69 other members and enjoy free voice and text chat.
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Hello dears,
I am so excited to announce our Easter Week and Eggpreg Weeks, hosted in partnership with our sister server @intotheomegaverse! 💐🥚✨
I’m dropping the visuals and prompts now so you can start getting excited, inspired, and maybe even set aside some time this April to dive into:
🌸 kinky, chaotic Eggpreg fun
🐣 sweet, fluffy family-friendly Easter goodness
🌼 or anything in between!
We’ll also be running a server-wide Spring Scavenger Hunt, with more details coming soon, so stay tuned! This is only for Stucky Geek Events.
Like last year, if you are participating with Stucky Geek Events, your stories or art should focus on Stucky. If you are participating with Into the Omegaverse, then you are welcome to write or draw for the fandom and ship of your choice.
Join us on Discord!
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Perilously Close - Alpha!Michael Myers/Omega!Karen Nelson
A/N: Fic 22/31 for @intotheomegaverse 's Halloween Prompt List.
At first Karen’s not sure what ‘Pumpkin Patch Peril’ even means, but, as she watches Michael chasing down the teenagers who had attacked her, she knew. She was, after all, the Monster’s Mate. Michael’s Mate.
She’s quiet as he pulls her away to the now empty barn where the pumpkins that had been picked were stored for pick ups, finding her breath hitches at the way Michael pulls her close, their bodies meeting more roughly than usual, neither strip, Michael’s mask stays on, but his love is clear even as, once again, he makes her come undone against and over him.
Later, much later, she’ll feel him slip into the shower behind her, sighing as she melts into his embrace, finding peace even as she knows the pumpkin patch peril reports will be all the more dangerous for them both.
A spooky-mini bingo hosted by Into the Omegaverse & Stucky Geek Events
🕯️ June 1 – August 31, 2025
It’s hot. It’s haunted. It’s A/B/O.
Welcome to Omegaween: The Summer Heat Edition—a low-pressure bingo event where the monsters might not be the only ones in heat.
Hosted by @intotheomegaverse and @stuckygeekevents, this summer celebration invites you to create creepy, campy, or downright cursed Omegaverse content using the prompts below.
🎃 HOW IT WORKS
Complete 1–4 prompts from the bingo card.
Any format is welcome: fic, art, playlists, edits, moodboards, etc.
All works must include Omegaverse elements.
Combine prompts into one piece or keep them separate—your call!
You can combine Omegaween with other events, as long as those events allow it.
No sign-up needed. No pressure. Just spooky A/B/O fun.
🧛 TWO TRACKS TO CHOOSE FROM
🥩 Stucky Track – Must feature Steve/Bucky
🌈 Open Track – Any fandom or ship is welcome
📅 DATES
Prompt Card Drops: June 1, 2025
Event Ends: August 31, 2025
AO3 Collection: Omegaween2025
📍 WHERE TO POST
Tumblr: Tag your work with #omegaween2025 and tag @stuckygeekevents or @intotheomegaverse
james “bucky” barnes x steve rogers | mcu | mini playlist
🅴 | 🔞 | dark fiction | bang post | fic masterpost | word count: 3k+
tags: alternate universe, creature feature, dark romance, dubious consent, family secrets, gothic fantasy tendencies, manipulation, non con body mod, non traditional omegaverse, sexual content, shrunkyclunks, steve might be a himbo, bucky delights in this though, relishes in it even
A wry glint had peaked through the thousand yard stare that marred Steve’s features that day. He didn’t want to impose then but maybe he should have taken Sam up on his offer.
bingo fills + event prompts
au challenge | tattoo parlor au
@avengers-assemble-bingo:
main event | natasha romanoff
bucky barnes birthday bingo | tattoo shop au
kinky bingo | alt: lurking in the dark
@thebo3bingo | blood loss
@buckybarnesevents: hot bucky summer 2025
week 3 | "not now!", heat/rut
@buckyboybingo | free space
@character-a-character-b: june bingo | helping shave
@character-plus-bingo:
captain america | free space
winter soldier | free space
@darkacademiabingo | tattoo parlor au
@darkspicyevanstan | non-traditional omegaverse
@deaddovedec: 2024 | week 2: day 14 | something red
@deaddovekink:
august heat | mating cycles: rut
femboy feb | fashion
heatwave | free day
kinktober '23 | free day
@eclipsingbingo:
main event | bleeding
the rising moon flash event | held down
@thefairytalebingo | gorgon
@fandombingo: dark deception bingo | vanish
@fandom-free-bingo:
fool's edition | new beginnings
madness may | free space
untamed | free space
@fictionaldelightsbingo: under the sea | free space
@halcyonianlove | june paramour: dr. strange
@herohardshipsbingo | coping mechanisms
@hurtcomfort-bingo | free space
@intotheomegaverse & @stuckygeekevents: omegaween 2025 | free space
@julybreakbingoevent '24 | free space
@killacharacterbingo | war
marvel-smash-bingo | sam wilson
@multifandom-flash: here there be monsters bingo | greek mythology
@secretcrypticevents: into the wilds bingo | gorgon
The only way for the moon to save the sun is to freely give of itself, to allow the sun to devour it whole.
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Such a strange mantra had been whispered into Bucky’s ears ever since he could remember. The murmurings always danced on the edge of his senses, taunting him with their song. He could never figure out the meaning of the words until the day his best friend got dangerously ill.
Other Bingos and Events:
@anyfandomdarkbingo - Drunk
@ao3tagbingo - Mythical Beings & Creatures
AU Challenge - Horror AU
@avengers-assemble-bingo
AA03 - Friends to Lovers
Bucky Barnes Birthday Bingo (4B025) - Best Friends to Lovers Kinky Bingo (KB05) - Alternate: Fingering
Spring Bingo (AAS019) - Dancing in the Moonlight
@badthingshappenbingo - Manhandling
@bloodyheartsbingo: A Vesper Bleeding on Your Lips’ Card (Bloody Hearts Mini Bingo I)
Hey You: Whump (Back From the Dead) - Came Back Wrong
@buckybarnesevents: Hot Bucky Summer 2025
Week 3: Heat/Rut
@buckyboybingo - Fae AU
@character-plus-bingo: Steve's Card - Free Space
@darkacademiabingo - Creature Feature
@darkspicyevanstan - Quadruple Challenge Mode
Non-Traditional Omegaverse AU + Leshy + Paranormal Fantasy + Forced Sex
@deaddovedec: 2024 - Week 5: Day 1 - Hypothermia
@deaddovekink: Dead Dove Events
Heatwave: June into the Omegaverse - Day 2: An alpha finds themself exhibiting omegan traits in front of a stronger alpha Kinktober: Dead Dove Chapter - Day 2: Body as a Commodity
@eclipsingbingo - Corruption
@fairytalebingo: Blossoming Spring Bingo - Fairy
@thefairytalebingo - The Fairies
@fandombingo:
Dark Deception Bingo - Fear Cuts Deep
Neverwhere Bingo - Names Have Power
Valentine Trope Flash - Card 1: Love Demands a Price + Card 4: Getting Lost in their Eyes
Wonderland Bingo - Sentient Mushrooms
@fandom-free-bingo:
Dream Edition - Free Space
Tolkien Edition - Alternate: Flesh from bone
@halcyonianlove - June Paramour: Twink Tank
@hurtcomfort-bingo: Pick Your Poison Bingo: Dizziness
@intotheomegaverse & @stuckygeekevents: Omegaween 2025 - Free Space
@julybreakbingoevent: Pre July '25 - Getting Together, Touch Starved
@multifandom-flash: Here There Be Monsters Bingo - Seelie
A spooky-mini bingo hosted by Into the Omegaverse & Stucky Geek Events
🕯️ June 1 – August 31, 2025
It’s hot. It’s haunted. It’s A/B/O.
Welcome to Omegaween: The Summer Heat Edition—a low-pressure bingo event where the monsters might not be the only ones in heat.
Hosted by @intotheomegaverse and @stuckygeekevents, this summer celebration invites you to create creepy, campy, or downright cursed Omegaverse content using the prompts below.
🎃 HOW IT WORKS
Complete 1–4 prompts from the bingo card.
Any format is welcome: fic, art, playlists, edits, moodboards, etc.
All works must include Omegaverse elements.
Combine prompts into one piece or keep them separate—your call!
You can combine Omegaween with other events, as long as those events allow it.
No sign-up needed. No pressure. Just spooky A/B/O fun.
🧛 TWO TRACKS TO CHOOSE FROM
🥩 Stucky Track – Must feature Steve/Bucky
🌈 Open Track – Any fandom or ship is welcome
📅 DATES
Prompt Card Drops: June 1, 2025
Event Ends: August 31, 2025
AO3 Collection: Omegaween2025
📍 WHERE TO POST
Tumblr: Tag your work with #omegaween2025 and tag @stuckygeekevents or @intotheomegaverse