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Welcome to The Pitt AU Bingo! Please see below the cut for more information.
Timeline:
Sign-Ups now open here.
Posting begins: August 1st
Last day to turn in a Bingo for a badge: October 31st
How does it work?
By filling out this form, you are signing up to receive a bingo card with 24 random AUs (Alternate Universes) via e-mail.**
You will receive your Bingo card within 24 hours of signing up.
It is then up to you to create fanworks inspired by those AUs to create a Bingo by matching five or more AU squares!
You can request one re-roll of up to three AUs if you aren't comfortable/inspired by some of your prompts.
Once you reach a Bingo (see requirements below), you will be rewarded with nifty badge to show off your AU-creating prowess.
Pairings, characters, ratings, warnings are all up to creator's discretion.
These prompts aren't meant to be limiting! Interpret to your heart's content.
SFW prompts can be used to create NSFW creations (or vice-versa). Whatever inspires you!
Example Board:
You can mix and match prompts to your heart's content.
Say you wanted to write a fic about Dennis Whitaker being a psychic in the 80s? Cross off "80s" "Psychic" and "Bakery."
How about law student!Samira Mohan in a sorority in college, falling in love with architect!Jack Abbot? That's right, “Lawyer,” "College," "Greek Life," and "Architect" would all count.
Want to finally let Mel King live her fantasy princess dreams? Boom! Two AUs crossed off!
Or, keep it simple. Frank Langdon growing up in a small town? That's just "Small Town" completed.
And just like that, you have your first Bingo! You can use as many or as few AUs as you like for each fill!
What are the minimum requirements to fill a square?
Fan Fiction: 500 words
Fan Art: One completed sketch/art piece
Fan Video: Minimum 45 seconds
GIF Set: Minimum 4 GIFs
Photoset: Minimum 6 photos
Podfic: Minimum 5 minutes
Moodboard: Minimum 9 photos
Playlist: Minimum 10 songs
Where do I post my work?
Wherever you'd like! Twitter, Tumblr, AO3, it all counts.
If you'd like (not required) you can share in the collection on AO3.
Or, you can tag us on Twitter/Tumblr @ThePittAUBingo and we'll repost!
How do I get badges?
Badges are earned for the following:
Bingo: Five squares in a row in any direction (free space counts!). Vertical, horizontal or vertial.
Triple Bingo: Three Bingos (five squares on a row) on the same card.
Blackout: All squares on a card filled
Double Blackout: Once you've finished Bingo on one card, you can request a second! This badge will be awarded to anyone who manages to complete a blackout on two cards.
Please message the mods to turn in your works for a badge! Your accomplishment will be posted here for all to see.
Anything we missed? Please don't hesitate to reach out! You can find us here, or Katie @icezansky or Kate @rabbit-factory
Second Verse (Not The Same As The First) by @rabbit-factory
Jack Abbot/Michael "Robby" Robinavitch
Summary: Jack is earnest. It seemed to be his only other setting, when sarcastic wasn't available. It means that the words, no matter how corny to Robby's more than a little jaded ears, ring true. Annoyingly.
"This is a shitty midlife crisis," Robby says mildly, twitchy in opposition to Jack's stillness, but the other man can smell blood in the water.
"Hey, cheaper than a Miata."
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Robby finds himself spiraling when his latest relationship ends. Jack offers him a spot as a co-director at a local summer camp. Robby can't help but say yes.
Give You My Sunshine (Give You My Best) by @rabbit-factory
Melissa "Mel" King/Trinity Santos
Summary: Dr. Santos feels like sharp edges, to Mel.
It had made Mel think about her high school english teacher talking about metaphor and simile, about voices like warm honey and looks with more meaning than Mel could puzzle out. How understanding the author's meaning and the author's words could often be two completely different things.
When Dr. Santos looks at her and raises an eyebrow, something unhappy and unimpressed twisting her expression, Mel wonders all over again
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Mel thinks that she and Trinity could be friends. It takes a minute, but Trinity seems to think so, too. A summer doesn't seem that long until the what ifs stretch out alongside everything else.
I realized I’d never named Ron and Tom’s fishing company after I saw a random sweatshirt for someone’s fishing business and I realized I had to rectify that immediately. Anyways I’ve got brain worms bc I will be making this a crew neck (front pocket label design and back design respectively).
I’m working on a new chapter of wtthb but I do not have a timeline, work is crazy but it’s in the works!! I promise!!
It was one of those things that had felt so normal it was still a little bizarre to think about in context. The Pirates were in a perpetual rebuild, the coffee stand near him started charging extra for almond milk, and the alien race of Struvians came out publicly in 1970 in the middle of the Nixon presidency.
He remembers listening to his Grandma complain around the dinner table about the neighbor who had turned out to be— well, a little more foreign than she'd realized. Or his roommate laughing at the memory of his brother's affront when he'd announced his engagement to a Struvian he'd met in one of their chemistry classes.
It was a routine part of daily life, somehow, while still seeming just atypical enough that it was hard to forget. Still, by the time he'd made it to college, it was more normal than not.
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Frank Langdon is an attending emergency room physician, runs a sub 4 marathon, and also happens to be an alien. Robby had thought only one of those things was relevant to himself. He thought wrong.
Happy Monster Fucker May! Y'all get down with some tentacle/ovipos fic?
It's enough to make Robby still, the reminder of exactly why they both were in this position. "Sorry," he murmurs. "No, I'm— however you need to do this. Just— tell me." He swallows down the joke that wants to slip out, cut through some of the tension that's sneaked into the room. "If you prefer femoral, I didn't shave my legs."
Frank's laugh is tired, but genuine. "No, I, uh— I can pass on that one." He wets his lips as he considers, an absent gesture, but Robby can already see the slight point of his canines, longer than his usual flat, straight line of teeth. When his eyes return to Robby's, they're wide and just a little earnest.
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Langdon's a vampire. Robby doesn't forget that, but it's hard to when the other man's teeth are in his neck.
Happy Monster Fucker May everyone! Doing some lovely little Pitt fics and I hope you enjoy.
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