It's that time of year where I do one of my most favorite things and host a writing event for you all. ♡ In 2024 I hosted a cafe themed writing challenge, and in 2025 I hosted a cinema themed writing challenge. This year, as you can see by the title, I am hosting an arcade themed one!! 👾⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ I hope you're all ready to join me on one of the three different prompt games I've provided for this event! ♡♡
Just like other years, I have provided a multitude of prompts for you to choose and gain inspiration from! ♡ However, unlike other years where I just list off some prompts for inspiration, this year I'm giving you all prompts with a gamified twist that involves a generator, a wheel, a little game of Elixir's Hold 'Em, and an Elixir's Arcade Bingo. You can find the detailed explanations for each game below the cut!
This writing challenge starts today and closes on April 8th, national arcade day! The bingo game in itself encourages multiple entries, so I want to give everyone plenty of time to sign up for it and have time to write! (However, like all of my other writing challenges, if you see this anytime later or can’t make the deadline do not fret, if anything below inspires you, you are welcome to write and tag me so I can read it and add your submission to the masterlist ♡)
Below are the rules, prompts, and guidelines ♡
who you can write for: characters from the following are accepted -> marvel, top gun maverick, superman 2025, twisters 2024, and the pitt.
(please keep it to x reader fics only!!)
some general guidelines: to join this challenge, you must participate in one of three prompt games provided below. But don't worry, they range from a game with more freedom and choice in case you'd like full control of the prompts you get and choose, to a game where I am the one who "chooses" the prompts for you with a game of bingo :) All the full details will be in the descriptions of each game! ♡
18+ fics are welcome, but please add warnings! Entries are not limited, you are welcome to submit as many entries as you'd like! Any length of fics are welcome, but if it’s over 500 words please add the “keep reading” option. If you write something as part of a bigger series, please write your submission as a standalone ♡
what is not accepted: no dark fics, anything involving minors, incest (including stepcest), rape, noncon/dubcon... (for any questions on these guidelines, feel free to send me an ask or message)
how to enter: please tag me and use #elixirsarcade when you post ♡ due to some confusion last year, I decided to add an extra step so everyone who submits an entry will be able to see if I saw their entry yet or not! This year, not only will I leave a like from my main blog saturnsflowers, but I will also reblog your entry to my personal to be read side blog elixirs-bookshelf, to keep it safe until I get a chance to read it! I love reading and leaving comments on all submissions, so please be patient with me if I don't get to yours right away! If after a few days I haven’t interacted with your post, but I have been active on here, then please send me an ask or message to let me know in case I missed it! Thank you! ♡♡♡
Happy writing! My inbox is always open for any questions!! ♡
A Game Of Chance ⚔⊹ ࣪ ˖
For this game, I created a wheel of AU's & Tropes and a random generator of dialogue & scenario prompts for you to play with freely until inspiration hits! There are over 180 AU's & Tropes and over 200 dialogue and scenario prompts that you can land on!
This game is a free for all, so feel free to spin the wheel and generate prompts to your hearts content! You can mix and match and use an many AU's, tropes, and prompts you'd like. Seriously, this game is on the relaxed side, so you can take your time on finding what inspires you! ♡
Wheel of AU's & Tropes
Generator of Dialogue & Scenario Prompts
Whatever prompts you decide to use, please let me know somewhere in your fic, you'll be playing A Game Of Chance and what the wheel or generator or both gave you! It helps me greatly when making the masterlist! Thank you! ♡
Elixir's Hold 'Em 🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺
If you're looking at both the wheel and the generator and you're thinking you have no idea where to start, then Elixir's Hold 'Em might be the game for you!
For this game, you will use the same wheel and generator provided for this writing challenge, but instead of spinning the wheel and generating prompts freely, below you'll find a more guided and structured list of prompt combinations for you to choose from. That way you still have control over what you pick, but you also have a bit more of a guideline to follow to help you make a decision! ♡
And of course!!! If at any point you get any AU, trope, or prompt that you are not comfortable writing, please disregard it, you do not have to write any kind of prompt that you are uncomfortable with!!
Prompt Combinations ⋆˙⟡♡
High Card: spin the wheel once and press the prompt generator once
wheel + generator = high card
Pair: spin the wheel twice
wheel + wheel = pair
Two Pairs: spin the wheel twice and press the prompt generator twice
wheel + wheel + generator + generator = two pairs
Three of a Kind: spin the wheel three times
wheel + wheel + wheel = three of a kind
Straight: press the generator twice
generator + generator = straight
Flush: press the generator three times
generator + generator + generator = flush
Full House: spin the wheel three times and press the prompt generator twice
wheel + wheel + wheel + generator + generator = full house
Four of a Kind: spin the wheel four times
wheel + wheel + wheel + wheel = four of a kind
Straight Flush: spin the wheel twice until it gives you one AU and one trope, plus press the generator until it gives you a dialogue prompt
Royal Flush: spin the wheel twice until it gives you one AU and one trope, plus press the generator twice until it gives you one dialogue prompt and one scenario prompts
Whatever combination you end up choosing, please let me know somewhere in your fic, you'll be playing Elixir's Hold 'Em and what combination suit you went with along with the prompts you were given by the wheel, generator, or both! It helps me greatly when making the masterlist! Thank you! ♡
Elixir's Arcade Bingo ❻❼❾❿
Now, if you're looking at both games above and think it's just not enough of a challenge for you and you'd like something a bit more structured with an element of surprise, then maybe my game of bingo is for you!!
For this game, I will be making you either a fully unique bingo card with 24 total prompts with 12 coming from the wheel and 12 coming from the prompt generator, or one unique bingo row with 4 total prompts with 2 coming from the wheel and 2 coming from the prompt generator (or 4 for 4, 3 and 1, we can discuss this).
Once I make your card for you, you are free to complete a bingo in any way you'd like—diagonal, horizontal row, vertical row, four corners, etc. As long as you have completed a bingo somewhere, then you have completed the challenge! However, if the bingo card inspires you so much to do multiple bingos or a full card or any other number beyond that first bingo, please be my guest and have fun writing more! ♡
Now, as this challenge is open to multiple fandoms, you can combine, mix and match, and write for all the characters that you'd like to for a bingo card or row. You don't have to stick to writing a different fic for every bingo square you'd like to fill. You are free to choose as many prompt squares as you'd like for one fic or many. You also don't have to write for only one character for this bingo. For example, if one prompt square inspires you to write a Bucky Barnes fic, another one for Jack Abbott, and another two squares inspire you to write a Clark Kent fic, then that is more than perfectly fine! If anything, it's encouraged! ♡
To sign up for this game, you will have to contact me directly so that I can make the bingo card for you! ♡ You can either directly message me on this blog, or you can leave a comment on this post that you're interested in the bingo and I will reach out to you through DM. If I'm slow to respond, my apologies, it just means I'm probably busy with work, but I will get back to you as soon as possible!!
All I ask of you for this game is to please make your own masterlist for the bingo card, so you can tag me in it and I can find all of your entries easily with the listed prompts! It'll help me greatly when making the collective masterlist! Thank you! ♡
If you have any questions about any one of the games or any other part of this writing challenge, please don't hesitate to ask me via my inbox or by sending me a message!
to my lovely mutuals, please don’t feel pressured to participate or share, just thought I’d share this with you all ♡
📺 Welcome to the 2026 Formula One season!
Eight teams. Sixteen drivers.
But this year, all eyes are on one return.
Bucky Barnes - multi-time World Champion, ruthless competitor, and the most technically brilliant driver on the grid - is back after a year away from the sport, following the high-speed crash that nearly ended his life.
But while he was gone, the world of F1 didn’t stop turning.
Last season, his former teammate and closest friend - known on track as Storm - stepped fully out of his shadow. Feisty, fearless, and devastatingly precise, she came within inches of taking the Championship… and now she’s determined not to miss her chance again.
Add reigning champion John Walker, rising star Joaquin Torres, and a grid full of drivers hungry for blood - and the stage is set.
From friends and teammates to rivals. Things are about to explode on track.
🚥 Lights Out - February 12th! 🚥
Warnings: will be listed per chapter, but expect to see angst, smut inc. oral sex, rivalry, discussions of a life-changing crash and injuries, bad language, teammate betrayal, toxic relationships and collisions on and off track.
Pairing: Vampire!Bucky Barnes x Human!Female Reader
Summary: Whenever you light a candle on your windowsill, James uses it to find his way home to you.
Warnings/tags: porn with plot & feelings; established relationship; vampire AU; very consensual biting; Bucky Barnes has a serious case of hating himself; blood play; age gap (well, Bucky is 110 years old, reader is in her mid/late twenties); p in v; creampie; more tags to be added??
something has been cooking in the oven for a while....... and will be coming out freshly baked soon 🤭
i’ve been really struggling with my brain the past month(s) and i feel like someone disconnected a wire i really needed. and my batteries definitely need to be replaced 😩😪
anyhoo, i’m trying to slowly work my way back into being alive on here and posting, reblogging and participating in tag games. i have some stuff in the works and i hope i can bring them about soon.
i might be as slow as a turtle in wet cement but i’ll get there. and i just want to say how i much i appreciate all the love, the comments, and reblogs. i will get to them one by one, and i thank you for your patience with me 🫡 💕
Hello hello! As today marks Diwrnod Santes Dwynwen (lit. Saint Dwynwen's Day - the patron saint of lovers in Wales. Read more here) I thought I should kick those January blues to the curb with an event!
Last year, I completed some Valentine's drabbles and I've been thinking about what I could so this year et voila! With so many Valentine's day challenges/events, I won't officially make this year's a submission event. However, if you'd still like to make a submission, just look at the bottom of the Rules 🥰
Dividers by: @/enchanthings-a
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Rules
❤️ Send me an ask - this can be a gif, thot, thought or image
BUT THERE'S A CATCH!
I'm opening these asks up for any babe I have written/am writing currently/lately!
A follow up to last year's valentine's event? You got it!
Want to know how any of the Neighbourhood babes and babettes spend their Valentine's? Done. With no spoilers
Maybe you want to even want to know if or how Bearskin Curtis would celebrate? Your wish is granted 😌
These can include one-shot pairings, not just series - or if you want a new one either tell me a babe name or leave it blank and I'll allocate 🙂↕️
Sending a submission
If you want to send in a submission by all means I welcome it!!!
Just tag my lovely self and use the hashtag #grem's-valentine-extravaganza-2026 so I can read it, reblog it and put it in the masterlist!
tags/warnings. angst if you squint. a little haunting. mentions of gunfire. open ending.
wc. 343 (yeah...)
the tea. i didn't plan on writing a scribble today, but this came to me anyway. it's not the best, and my brain is not being kind when it comes to writing. i'm trying. anyhoo, i hope you enjoy. thank you @phoenix-in-writing for reading and braving the seas with me.
for day seventeen of january jumble scribbles — “captain, if i’m shooting, i’m emptying the whole gat”
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they should’ve turned away at the first notes of entrancing voices beckoning the crew of the avenger to their demise. melodic notes threaded through the cool night air as the ship moved of its own accord to the rocky shoals, to where the moonlight reflected off glittery scales.
it was too late to turn around when they drew near, haunting lyrics echoing off the rock faces and dark waters.
the attack was swift. seaweed lashing, planks ripped clean off, the shouts of captain steve rogers telling his men to fight. even as they were one by one drawn off the ship. lured by glittering eyes and ethereal beauty. dragged into the icy depths with smiles on their faces.
“don’t waste your shots!” steve shouted over the crack of gunfire.
“captain, if i’m shooting, i’m emptying the whole gat!” bucky retorted. a low creak made him turn, his balance wavering as the ship rocked. his gaze locked on you, perched on the deck, tail curved over the edge.
his arm snapped into place, pistol aimed. you tilted your head, intrigued by the weapon in his shaking hand.
“don’t move,” he rasped, left to handle you on his own as the others fought a losing battle against the maidens of the sea.
how was he supposed to resist when your eyes shimmered like the stars and your plush lips curved into a wicked smile? his legs moved before thoughts of reason could stop him, pushed to the back of his mind with the curl of your finger beckoning him like a moth to a flame.
under the slivers of moonlight, he noted the scar across your throat. the one that stole your voice. and yet, you didn’t need it for bucky to follow you into the sea. his weapon forgotten, his heart aching the further you swam away.
the edges of his vision softened. the frigid water piercing through his muscles, their movements seizing.
sinking into the depths, your soft hands held his face, entrancing eyes soothing his soul as he succumbed to the dark.
thank you for reading and sticking with me even as i tread rough waters 💙
pairing | yelena belova x reader
warnings/tags | takes place at a party, fluff, mentions of drinking, angst?, brushing off feelings, kissing, pet name (malysh, means baby in russian), allusions to getting together, no use of y/n
word count | 475
a/n | more yelena, we cheered!! i immediately thought about her when i read the prompt because i could hear "it was real to me" in the back of my head. day sixteen of january jumble scribbles by @societynsoelsscribbles, enjoy!!
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the air was thick with tension, nearly suffocating. every shift of your body felt like the thread connecting the two of you was pulling taut. a horde of people surrounded you, too many sweaty bodies in one space. yet, they all faded away when you gazed into emerald eyes across the stuffy room.
you felt a weird sense of deja vu, your skin flaring with sparks. you and yelena always seemed to gravitate towards each other, and this time wasn't different.
but the one instance that tainted them all was playing in your mind like a broken record. maybe it had been the alcohol coursing through your veins or the bass thumping through the floorboards, but you found yourself with your arms draped over her shoulders. your face was inches from hers, noses nudging with every sway of your hips.
her scent enveloped you—strong cedar and sharp citrus—luring you in, and causing your head to throb with a deep longing. your gaze flicked down, once, which might have been unnoticeable to the untrained eye. but to your dismay, she was a highly skilled assassin, and she noticed every little detail.
deciding against playing dumb, you leaned in. your lips brushed, a barely there graze—testing. when she melted into it, you parted your lips and captured hers in a heated kiss. the kind that made your lips tingle after you separated.
after that night, you never commented on it. it was in the heat of the moment. it meant nothing. yet, yelena was looking at you like it was everything, and she wanted to finish what you'd started all those nights ago.
your heart pounded against your rib cage, seeking escape. in a rush, you left the room, ducking into a darkened hallway.
a second later, she veered the corner, headed straight for you. "what're you doing?"
you swallowed hard, not quite making eye contact. "just needed some air."
she closed the distance, backing you up into the wall. "don't act like that didn't just happen, malysh."
you went quiet, uncertainty clawing at you like a feral cat. "i still think about that night, y'know," she added breathily, gaze tracing the outline of your lips
"we were drunk," you insisted, but the words felt wrong in your mouth.
"i wasn't drunk, and i don't think you were either." she cupped your face gently, her thumb stroking your cheekbone. "it feels real to me now, it felt real to me then."
any reply you might've had was lodged in your throat, and you were left to aimlessly scan her shrouded features. you rested your forehead against hers, whispering, "it's real to me, too."
when you locked eyes with her again, it was evident how much weight that statement held. and she didn't need to respond with words because her lips were already on you.
✴︎ "You don’t see stars here, they’re just city lights"
pairing: nerdy/college!bucky x reader
warnings: 18+ MDNI, anxious!bucky but then he suddenly gets cocky, rooftop shenanigans, implied sex, teasing (from you and bucky), bucky wanted to do something nice for you !!, no beta.
word count: 374 (cmon..)
a/n: day 9 of the January Jumble Scribbles hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles !!!
okay, i saw Hamnet today and decided to rewrite an entire fanfic idea i've had since september, so i quickly scrambled with this one :") so im sorry if this is a.s.s. my brain was preoccupied with that idea and now i'm 3k+ into that new idea..... i apologise..
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Traffic bellowed from the streets below, wind fluttered through your hair and clouds blanketed the night sky in dark, dusty grey fluffs.
Something you used to do back at home when feelings got too big. Bucky overheard you with Steve one night, talking about it. How you'd lay back and trace each contellation until your arm couldn't lift anymore.
"I know you don’t see stars here, they’re just city lights," he gulps, shuffling awkwardly next to you, legs criss-crossed, staring at his lap. "But you were stressin', and I thought this would be nice — God, i dunno, it's fuckin' stupid, we can still talk and —"
A stupid smile slips across your face as he rambles. "Bucky," try as you might to veil your delight, a gentle chuckle wobbles his name.
Head shooting up, he rubs his palms against the thighs of his jeans, mumbling and whispering. "Rambling again, sorry."
Your smile softens as you watch his cheeks darken in colour, and without a second thought, your hand moves to his restless ones. "Bucky, it's perfect."
He stares almost dumbfounded, scoffing quietly, unable to think under the praise and the caress of your warm hand over his own — on his thigh, no less.
"You sure?"
You bark a laugh, "Yes! Are you kidding me? I get to be on a rooftop, alone with my favourite person in the whole world. I'm… Exhilarated."
A smile brighter than all the city lights combined clads his face, squinting his eyes with joy. Chuckling under his breath, he shakes his head.
"Using big words, and calling me your favourite person? Who are you and what have you done with my girlfriend?"
Nudging his shoulder, you tease him. "Aaaand there goes your chance to fuck me on a rooftop! Bummer, Barnes, maybe next time?"
You keep poking his chest, both knees planted on the concrete, but he just lays back with a new, quite confidence he only really gets when around you. Leaning back, both legs stretched out, he pulls you onto his lap, hips on hips.
Your faces mere inches apart, his lips skim yours, teasing, pulling back when you push forward. "Next time? Wow thats real generous of you, sweetheart."
Prompt | Jan 9 | You don’t see stars here, they’re just city lights
𐙚 Pairing: Chris Beck x Reader
𐙚 Warnings: Slight suggestiveness, but otherwise incredibly fluffy
𐙚 Words: 299 (everyone please hype me up for sticking to the parameters of the challenge at least once)
𐙚 Chirps: I love space. I love the stories of how the stars got into the sky. I would love it if Chris Beck would show me the stars in more ways than one.
Part of @societynsoelsscribbles January Jumble Event
A soft blanket had been laid out on your rooftop terrace. The weather had finally been cool enough to have a relaxing evening outside. And now that Chris was back from his expedition, you were going to soak up as much time together as you possibly could. After he had been gone for years, it was doubtful you were ever going to let him out of your sight again.
After a bit of coaxing, and maybe too much wine, you managed to get your husband underneath the blanket instead of on top of it. With fewer clothes than you had began with, a light sheen of sweat, and a floating feeling of bliss.
"I need to take you to space," Chris murmured pressing a kiss to your temple, glaring at the inky black sky. "You don't see stars here, they're just city lights."
Making a noncommittal noise, you snuggled in closer to his warmth. "Think I'm okay with my feet firmly planted on the Earth."
"But how else will I show you the stars?" He pouted, taking your hand and pointing at the blank canvas of night. "Orion should be right there, then I could tell you the story of him and Artemis."
With a smooth roll, you positioned your thighs on either side of his hips. "You're such a nerd," you lamented slotting your mouth over his again. "I see stars whenever we're together and you're complaining about a little light pollution."
Chris huffed in indignation, briefly returning your kiss. "But, angel, I can't woo you with big words like Proxima Centuri and Andromeda Galaxy if we can't see them."
With a sigh, you began trailing a path down his bare torso with your lips while murmuring: "Fine, plan a camping trip upstate, show me the stars there."
𐙚 After Chirps: I really would like to thank everyone that has taken the time to like, reblog, or comment on my scribbles. It means the world, and I promise I smile like a fool with each one even if I don't respond ❤︎
Prompt: You don’t see stars here, they’re just city lights. for Day 9 of January Jumble Scribbles.
Content Warning: Mostly fluff and bad space puns.
A/N: As a space girly, it’s truly a crime I have not written for him yet. Disappointed in myself. Dividers by me. Written and edited on my phone; any and all mistakes are my own.
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"You know what my favorite part about coming up here is?" you ask, gesturing to the hospital rooftop before looking at Chris.
The lights of the surrounding city cast a warm glow on his features. His eyes are glazed over, his brows furrowed slightly and making it obvious he's not listening and instead overthinking. Again.
You repeat your question, deciding then and there you're going to make him smile. When he doesn't answer—again—you proceed, "How many stars you can see."
A second passes. Then two. Then his brows pinch even closer, eyes blinking slowly before meeting your half-amused gaze.
"You don't see stars here, they're just city lights," he mumbles.
Smirking, you reply, "What? No, look! That's the space station!" You point to a passing plane high in the atmosphere.
Chris sighs, scrubbing a hand down his face in a poor attempt to hide the smile threatening to form. You can practically hear the effort it's taking him not to roll his eyes. His mouth opens for a moment like he's about to say something, but it snaps closed again with a shake of his head.
You bite the inside of your cheek. This is proving more difficult than expected. Time to change tactics.
"I looked up Orion's Belt on Yelp. It only had three stars." No reaction. "Three stars for a belt sounds like a total waist of space."
Chris grimaces at that one, making you giggle.
Another comes to mind after a couple quiet minutes; one last try, then you'll drop it. "What does a space turkey say?" He raises a brow, silently urging you to continue. "Hubble Hubble."
He nearly snorts at that, a beautiful smile growing quickly before he ducks his head in shame. "That's pretty bad."
"But you laughed. Victory is mine!" you exclaim, throwing your hands in the air in celebration. He shakes his head, laughing again before wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you into his side.
"You're lucky you're cute. I wouldn't put up with bad space puns for just anyone."
You lean into him, resting your head against his shoulder; a sigh of contentment leaves your lips. "I know."
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