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2026 Masterpost
We had so many incredible contributions to the Superbatlane Winter Flash Bang! Teams were created around 19 central prompts. Their projects are listed below, sorted by each prompt. As more pieces get completed, we'll update their links below.
You can also scroll through the entries in our tags #event art and #event fic, or visit our ao3 collection! They are also logged in a spreadsheet that you can use to track your reading progress :D
“You win,” Satoru tells him, after, panting hard like he’s been doing cardio, starfished on the bed with his eyes closed. “Ten out of ten, no notes. You can do that to me whenever you want. I think I want it every day.” “Nah, you’d get bored,” Suguru rasps. He luxuriates in the ruin of his voice as he climbs onto the bed beside Satoru, uncapping a bottle of water to share. “Believe me when I say that I would not. I don’t even care that you beat me, because it means I’m gonna be getting better head than you. In other words, you won the battle, but I’m winning the war.” “There’s no war.” Suguru drinks, then makes Satoru sit up and finish the rest. “What if I never wanted to do it again?” Satoru goes on a long and treacherous face journey, plastic crinkling noisily in his hands. “I think,” he begins, very carefully, “that you are not cruel enough to take my new favourite thing away from me.” “Oh, is that so?” “Yeah, Suguru. You love me.” Satoru sort of glitches then, the last word tripping oddly off his tongue. He flinches, blinks, and moves his mouth soundlessly before finally rebooting, plastering on a smile. “Do you want me to die? Because I would. I’m addicted now.” “What you are is ridiculous,” Suguru informs him, thumbing idly at Satoru’s mouth. A lot of the lipstick has come off, but the soft, warm skin is still tinged a darker shade than usual. The smears on his cheeks look like bruises. “Okay, up. We need to hit the showers again, because the middle of the night is the perfect time for it. Imagine if Yaga caught you with your face like this. He’d have a stroke.” Satoru grumbles and drags his feet, but it's a token protest. In the showers, his childish pout and general wet cat demeanour enthrall Suguru so thoroughly that he stumbles under the same showerhead as Satoru and attacks his face with a washcloth. “Put those eyes away,” Suguru mutters, cradling Satoru’s jaw and tilting his face this way and that with careful fingers. “We need to be awake again in fewer hours than is sane. Clean up fast or I’ll go back without you.” “Your bed’s a mess, you know.” Suguru groans. “Yeah, sure, keep gloating.” “Sleep in mine. It’s really fucking late.” It’s a shockingly thoughtful offer, so Suguru rewards Satoru with gentler scrubbing and a distracted kiss to his chin. He lets Satoru wash his face in turn, then his back. Satoru is very unenthusiastic about getting Suguru clean, only perking up when he encounters one of the bitemarks he’s left on Suguru’s skin. He touches those with careless reverence, pressing in hard enough to hurt. Suguru doesn’t ask him to stop. Once they’re only slightly damp and curled up under Satoru’s covers, Suguru becomes the little spoon by virtue of, in Satoru’s words, being more squeezable.
Snippet from all the things he said. Again.
My progress has been glacial, but taking a break and slowing down has actually helped me gain perspective. I noticed that I've developed some bad habits. Suddenly, it's easy to shake them off.
Hopefully I'll remember this and stay calm the next time I get writer's block.
This is VERY late, but here are the (main round) results of our 3 Artists, 1 Writer special Halloween challenge - Monster(girl) Mash!
Artists went first this round. We spun a wheel to get a random monstergirl type and designed Sakura as that monster! Writers were then randomly assigned to create a fic featuring the monster Sakura and spun for a random quote to include.
Artists: @princessxgarbage @eggqty @artofmintea @ionahazuki @frostmarris @mayskalih @hallous
Writers: @caipher @byefolkals @bluemingqueen @munchbell45 @rosebrided @summersirius @sakuradeservedbetter91
Fic Links:
Eldritch Horror Sakura by caipher
Fallen Angel Sakura (unfinished) by byefolkals
Harpy Sakura by bluemingqueen
Centaur Sakura by munchbell45 (ItzMunchbell)
Swamp Creature Sakura by rosebrided
Plant Girl Sakura by summersirius
Kitsune Sakura by sakuradeservedbetter91 (Binkerbell)
[Artist/Ship/Prompt breakdowns under the cut!]
and if you don't know my name maybe we could be something
Rated: T Pairing: Tim Drake/Jason Todd Summary:
Jason works alone, he doesn't need help. He doesn't need Tim butting in on his cases and he especially doesn't need some unknown number telling him what to do.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
This was written for the @html-tryhard fanfic event week!! I had a lot of fun writing this fic and figuring out (a little bit) how HTML works! Make sure to check out the other fics in the collection!
Waking Up // The Vessel AU
by Sailor_Cinna
Summary:
It’s them. It’s not them. “Chara?”Chara thinks. Clover would get mad if they said they didn’t like it, right? That was rude, it- it was rude. But it just felt so wrong to exist right now. They attempt to stand- sort of expecting to fall over. But they don’t. Clover rushes over. “Is- is somethin’ wrong, Chara?” Yes. “No.”
Tags: Character tags are in order of importance/relevance, Past Character Death, Canonical Character Death, cause chara fucking dies, But is revived, Nonbinary Chara & Frisk (Undertale), Chara (Undertale) Has Their Own Body, They/Them Pronouns for Chara and Frisk (Undertale), Good Chara (Undertale), They/Them Pronouns for Clover (Undertale Yellow – Master Sword), Clover is Revived (Undertale Yellow – Master Sword), Clover Lives (Undertale Yellow – Master Sword), Undertale Red and Yellow Post-Pacifist, Post-Undertale Pacifist Route, Post-Pacifist Route (Undertale Yellow – Master Sword)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/79543876
Staff Comment:
“First off, the narration is very yummy. Description and character thoughts my frickin beloved. Absolutely beautiful. Second, Chara gets their own body and immediately Clover asks them out on an ice cream date. I've never seen something so based. Third, what the hell is lavender and lemon ice cream???????” — Azuki
@stcreators event 01: favorite
Ahoy Captain
“Jesus H. Christ.” Eddie stopped walking so sharply that Gareth ran into his back. He did a double take and his jaw was on the floor.
“What the fu-“ But Gareth followed his gaze and his jaw also dropped. “Is that?”
Jeff came to stand next to them, eyebrows raised. “…Steve Harrington in a sailor outfit?”
“That’s the Steve Harrington you won’t shut up about?” Drew said, especially loud in the crowded mall.
And just like that folks... I am back to writing!
My outline is almost done for the @25daysofvoyager event. This is going to be sponsord by black coffee (aka), I will sleep on December 26th 🤣
P.S. I spent an hour debating my top three title chocies.
Protocols Unknown: (ADOTS) - A Winter Star (this is not set in stone.)
Happy reading
