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For the numbered writing ask- 22: that is so blissfully self-indulgent?
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since most of my followers are in the bsd fandom, I'll offer you an excerpt from the kunichuzai wip that I began after the end of s5, with the file title "airport shenangians:"
Kettling his embarrassment into irritation, Kunikida lurched east from the atrium and dialed another number for the second time within— not within nine minutes, but close enough. The phone rang several times. Kunikida turned left at the clocktower and blanched upon realizing Ranpo directed him to… a nursery. For women with children.
The ringing cut short.
“Kunikida-kuuun,” Dazai crooned, syrupy sweet voice curling into a lascivious sigh.
Kunikida glanced about himself, confirmed there was no one to see him (as Ranpo had promised, he thought with a grimace), and slipped into the spacious nursery, locking the door behind himself. He then squandered the space by cramming all 189 centimeters of himself into a nursing booth, sliding the folding door shut as he fell heavily into the padded, low-backed chair. His knees jutted awkwardly, the room too cramped to stretch his legs, but at the very least, there was a table on which to toss his notebook and a snug quietude in which to unzip his slacks.
“Kuniki—?”
There was shuffling on the other end of the line, Dazai hissed, in pain rather than pleasure, “Sharp-elbowed chibikko—” and then a charmingly raucous voice sliced through Dazai’s honeyed tone to crow, “Oh, shit, he decided to stay on after all?”
“Not for Chu-uya,” Dazai taunted, sensuality still seeping even into his obnoxious gloating. “Kunikida-kun missed me after all, didn’t he?”
Kunikida didn’t need to share a continent with him to see Dazai’s burnished amber eyes and coquettish, lithesome smirk.
“Hardly,” Kunikida groused, roughly unfastening his slacks. “You insufferable, insensate, intransigent, ingrate.”
the actually most self indulgent thing I've ever written is a 9k mdzs fic posted on ao3, an excerpt of which I've offered below the cut.
from stuck in the middle with you (e), summary: 10 years post-canon, Jin Ling decides the best way to let his friends know he loves them is to emulate the pornography he found buried where Lan Wangji keeps his bunnies
Lan Sizhui broke the excruciating silence, “Jin-zongzhu, wh—”
“I’m stuck,” Jin Ling interjected, wiggling in place to demonstrate despite the hole being far too wide around his waist. He realized belatedly they likely couldn’t see his hair was caught from where they hovered, baffled, by the door, an unfortunate oversight.
“Oh,” Lan Zizhui said, tone perplexed.
“Do… you need help getting out?” Ouyang Zizhen asked.
Jin Ling began to panic; in the scrolls he’d skimmed, no one had asked the trapped protagonist if he’d needed help. His sworn brother had simply arrived and ravished him, and Jin Ling’s entire plan more-or-less hinged on that expectation.
“Young Master, what game are you playing? You’re obviously not actually stuck,” Lan Jingyi interrupted Jin Ling’s frenzied reevaluations.
“My hair,” Jin Ling blurted. “My hair is—it’s caught in the lattice. I’m stuck.”
“Oh!” Ouyang Zizhen declared, sounding surer than before. Jin Ling wasn’t relieved; he’d given them an actionable explanation for his predicament, but if they extricated him, it’d all be for naught, and they’d continue fondling each other without him.
Jin Ling heard footsteps, and then Ouyang Zizhen poked his head around the divider, his brows furrowed in such palpable concern that Jin Ling nearly felt bad about his ruse. Nearly.
“Oh, it’s really knotted in there.”
“How?” Lan Jingyi demanded, punctuated by his lighter steps as he approached. “What were you doing crawling through the screen?” He rounded the divider and his eyes widened at the state of Jin Ling’s hair. “Seriously, how?!”
“Your hair is so beautiful too,” Ouyang Zizhen lamented, crouching down to gently lift the slack of Jin Ling’s ponytail. “We’ll need to be careful untangling it; if it were damaged, my heart would break.”
Jin Ling reeled, a fresh wave of panic tightening his throat, “You don’t think it’ll have to be cut, do you?” He hadn’t considered that at all.
“We’ll break the lattice before we cut your hair,” Lan Sizhui promised, appearing beside them without having made any sound at all.
“It’s already ruined anyway,” Lan Jingyi said, gesturing to the hole. “Did you make that hole?”
“No!” Jin Ling retorted defensively.
“We were here this morning, and there wasn’t a hole there then,” Lan Jingyi said, fists on his hips. “What could have happened since we left? I thought you were going to walk Fairy while we were gone.” Jingyi glanced around. “Where is Fairy? Did she go to get help?”
“…Yes,” Jin Ling lied.
Lan Sizhui opened his mouth to speak, but something outside of Jin Ling’s periphery snagged his attention. He cocked his head curiously and walked back around the divider towards the bed.
Ouyang Zizhen’s watched him through the latticework and squinted.
“Oh, that’s pretty,” Ouyang Zizhen commented lightly. “At least, from what I can see.”
That’s when Jin Ling realized with trickling horror that he’d left the camphor box and its scattered contents on the bed.
“En,” Lan Sizhui said. “But… is this from the Chief Cultivator? And what’s all—”
“Don’t look—!” Jin Ling started, but Lan Sizhui inhaled sharply, followed by an emphatic, “Oh!”
Jin Ling would have cursed the entire Nie bloodline if it weren’t already so blighted.
Ok shy anon here, I think I finally narrowed down what I wanted to ask prompt wise haha
How about some Sangcheng with the juniors with the [19] zoom meeting gone wrong prompt 😂
You’re so amazing for doing this 🙈💓
It obviously stands alone (except maybe for Xiyue - but from context you can probably guess that she's Jin Ling's little sister) but I just couldn't think about this combination of characters without it being their versions from my Jianghu City series - so for anybody reading We Both Know Better consider this set some time after the end of the fic. I hope you like it, anon! <3
(also available on ao3, if you prefer to read there.)
"I suppose," Jingyi said, dramatically, "that you're wondering why I've gathered you all here today."
(Huaisang, mic muted, turned to holler for his husband.
"You're missing it!")
"No," Jin Ling muttered. "We already know it's gonna be something dumb."
"Yes," Sizhui said, much more patiently - he was always patient, with everyone, but of course especially so with Jingyi. "Why are we here?"
"Well, as you all know, it's almost -"
"April Fool's Day?" Zizhen interrupted, bouncing up and down in his excitement. Whatever device he was using was handheld, and wobbled nauseatingly as he moved.
By Jingyi's glare, he'd guessed correctly.
("Tell him to wait!" Wanyin called back. "I need like thirty seconds!"
"He's not gonna wait!")
"- April Fool's Day," Jingyi finished, thunder stolen but determined anyway. "And that means -"
"Pranks!" Xiyue guessed, shoving her way into frame beside her brother. "I wanna be a ghost!"
"That's Halloween, idiot."
Jin Ling shoved her; she shoved back, then ducked back out of his reach and ran off.
"MAMA JIN LING CALLED ME A NAAAAAAAAME!"
"It means," Jingyi continued, clearly trying really hard to keep his shit together in the face of this terrible adversity, "that we all have a nemesis in common."
("What is it? Is he waiting?"
"It's a war council, I think. Hey, bring me a drink when you come in!"
Wanyin, who by his footsteps had been on his way in, groaned and ran back in the direction of the kitchen.)
"I don't think I have a nemesis at all," Zizhen said. "Are you sure?"
"He's just being dramatic," Jin Ling assured him.
"Our nemesis," Jingyi said, raising his voice to cut over their chatter, "is also known as the Menace Wei Wuxian."
The kids all responded with knowing 'oh's. Even Zizhen was around the family enough to have been hit by his share of Wuxian's pranks over the years. Huaisang himself had lost a cashmerino scarf to one, though that had been accidental and Wuxian had apologised profusely... whilst maintaining that it had been hilarious though, c'mon Nie-xiong don't look like that, you should've seen your face.
"Hey, you started without me," Wanyin said as he leaned in over Huaisang's shoulder to set down a glass of water. "Didn't you ask him to wait?"
"Kids these days," Huaisang said, avoiding the question. "So impatient."
"And so," Jingyi almost shouted, "I propose that we team up to not only defend ourselves but take back the holiday for ourselves. As your commander -"
He was forced to stop, then, as everybody began to talk over him, every one of them demanding to know why Jingyi was the commander. Huaisang joined in, but just to be an asshole. He didn't actually want to be in charge of... whatever this was.
Jingyi muted everybody except himself, then continued.
"I knew we shouldn't have let him host this call," Wanyin muttered.
"As your commander I'm assigning everybody a role. Sizhui, Laoshi, you're closest to the mark, you're on recon. Zizhen I need you to make a crazy conspiracy wall because you have the art supplies and also he won't randomly show up at your house and bust us. Jin Ling you have the best phone so you're on comms coordinating us all. Me and Nie-shushu are obviously the most chaotic ones here so us, and Xiyue ONLY IF SHE CAN KEEP A SECRET, will come up with ideas for retaliation."
He paused to smile beatifically before unmuting everybody.
"Any questions?"
They undoubtedly did have questions, but before anybody could ask them... a familiar voice issued from somewhere out of Sizhui's frame.
"Just one," the Menace himself asked. "Kid, did you really think that you could outwit me? I was pranking before you were born! You're in my world now!"
He skidded into view, wrapped his arms around a guilty-faced Sizhui, and dropped his head on the boy's chin, and grinned.
@nerdzewordart and I went for a collaboration black out on this @mdzsbingo card, and had so much fun doing it. We wrote most of the fics in a future immortals alternate universe that @nerdzewordart first wrote with Holy Rolling Thunder for the mdzs mixtape exchange (if you haven’t read that, you should - just because it’s good and we’re shamelessly plugging it). But, some of them are just one shot AUs or AUs we want to develop later and you’re getting a sneak peak. Fics are color coded by which prompts were included in them.
We hope you enjoy! These are all fluff and happiness and fun shenanigans as is pretty standard for anything we write.
Red: Burning Like A Fire (4 chapters)
Purple: Wherever Life Takes You (a follow up to the Burning Like a Fire series)
Orange: How to [not] cook spaghetti with a spatula (chat fic - trust me it’s best with creator style on. The html is fantastic!)
Blue: No You Can’t Come In (Another 1/2 chat fic 1/2 normal fic)
Green: Caught Up in Your Ghost Story (AU where WWX is living in a sentient hotel)
Yellow: Close Captioned Enabled (AU where WWX is LWJ’s personal close captions)
You can also find all of our Bingo fics at the following collection if you don’t want to click on all of those links individually. MDZS Bingo-Cupcake Edition.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jīn Líng | Jīn Rúlán & Lán Jǐngyí & Lán Yuàn | Lán Sīzhuī & Ōuyáng Zǐzhēn
Characters: Jin Ling | Jin Rulan, Lan Yuan | Lan Sizhui, Ouyang Zizhen, Lan Jingyi, Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji
Additional Tags: Juniors quartet, taking care of each other, Fluff, let the homies be physically affectionate with each other, jin ling is a good friend actually, sizhui best boy, POV Lán Yuàn | Lán Sīzhuī, Interlude, Missing Scene
Series: Part 4 of best things in life
Summary:
The juniors go swimming and everyone takes care of Sizhui.
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