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ufonaut · 9 months
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The Constantine & The Demon: Vacation from Hell full backup in Superboy: The Man of Tomorrow (2023) #4, a preview of one of the would-be series pitched during the 2022 Round Robin.
(Frank Allen, Nik Virella)
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bellemorte180 · 1 month
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Round Robin #1
Was it meant to be warm? The thought echoed through Caroline’s head, the sun causing beads of red sweat to trickle down her face, making her wonder when the last time she had seen it. The cement on her bare feet burned, the summer heat making it feel as though she was walking against freshly lit coals. Her skin was sticky, her pigment was pale and it only magnified the blood that was crusted onto it. 
The silky black dress clung to her as she walked, and not in the way it was intended to. Blood had soaked into, damaging it beyond repair. It was short, showing how long her legs were but the looks she got from those she passed were not glances of desire, but fear. Her hair was knotted, matted and so vibrantly red that no one would have guessed that she naturally was a blonde. 
They gave her a wide berth, moving out of her way as she wandered aimlessly. She didn’t know where she was or where she had been. All she could remember was that it wasn’t meant to be so hot. Or was it? Caroline wasn’t sure. She couldn’t pinpoint where she was or why everyone was looking at her so strange. Everything was muffled. Her head was pounding and there was this loud ringing in her ear, making the pain worse. 
Why was everything so loud? She reached up, pressing her fingers to her head and gripped her hair. She paused and pulled back, peering at the blood that coated her hands. Flashes of stone, blood and agony echoed through her mind like a flash. A memory she just couldn’t nail down. There was a body. Somewhere. Caroline couldn’t exactly say where. 
“Ma’am.” A gentle voice broke through her crimson red gaze. He was handsome with blonde hair, blue eyes and a badge that was pinned to his navy built uniform. A cop. Caroline remembered what those were. Her mother had been one. She stepped back, moving away from him as quickly as she could. They couldn’t be trusted. “Are you alright?”
“Klaus?” She whispered, her throat aching and dry, realizing that the last time she had used her voice, she had been screaming. The context behind those screams were a mixture of pleasure and pain. The cop looked confused, peering at her with more questions than answers. “I need to find Klaus.” 
And then the world went black.
@averseunhinged - your turn.
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aidaronan · 9 months
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Steddie story game bc we all need something to occupy our time rn lol. Reblog with your own addition(s) of a line or five. It's okay if there are multiple versions going around.
While this isn't necessarily am attempt at collaborative smut, I am starting this fic in a crowd of adults so assume that you *might* run into R rated content.
If you want to add on in a non-traditional way like a comic or interpretive pop figure scenes, go for it. Let's just all have a good time.
Beginning:
It was October, a time for blankets and hot chocolate, a time for snuggling close to someone special and letting the rest of the world fall away.
On a cold bed in a colder room, Eddie Munson opened his eyes.
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choicesprompts · 2 months
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Round Robin #2
A round-robin consists of each participant writing a chapter and then passing the story to the next writer. Who knows what the final product will look like?
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It's time for another round-robin! The last one was really fun and even spurred a few follow-ups! You can find it here.
Tagging last year's writers: @angelasscribbles @harleybeaumont @karahalloway @aussiegurl1234 @twinkleallnight @kingliam2019 @alj4890 @jerzwriter in hopes that you will sign up to do it again!
This event will kick off Friday, February 16th, 2024.
Writers must sign up to participate. If you would like to be added, please let me know by midnight on Thursday, February 15th, 2024.
Readers may request to be tagged at any time before or during the event.
The Rules: Guess we need to cover the guidelines!
Writer order will be determined randomly
Each writer will have four days to complete their chapter
Each chapter must be at least 300 words in length
Each chapter must be no more than 2,000 maximum
Post your chapter with tags @choicesprompts and hashtags #choicesprompts and #roundrobin
I will write a short intro/kickoff chapter like I did last year. If anyone has ideas or suggestions for topics or opening lines, please feel free to respond here or message this blog or @angelasscribbles with those or any other questions or suggestions you might have.
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opal-chan · 14 days
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After a long mission away, Naruto is finally on his way home. Hinata prepares herself for a passionate night with her returning lover, however, as she slides on a nighty and softens her skin, she accidentally slips on his jacket and can’t help but compare it to his embrace.
“This is where you belong, don’t you, princess? Sittin’ on my lap, wearin’ that naughty nightie for me. My princess looks so fuckin’ pretty in it, like a model. Don’t you feel sexy, knowin’ how hot it makes me?”
This is a joint effort between NaruHina writers BunnyHoodlum, Opal_chan, Sessakag, and Vulgarassassin. Each of us took turns writing parts of the this story in a round robin fashion. Can you guess what the order was? 😏😜
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angelasscribbles · 1 month
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Round Robin Chapter 1: Welcome
This is still untitled and with no mood board because I have no idea where it's going lol.
Word Count: 448
Next writer: @christina-stark-skarlet-stileto
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Bertrand Beaumont stepped up to the podium and surveyed the conference room full of malcontents with equal parts excitement and trepidation. This was the most ambitious project of his career.
They were in an undisclosed location. He had a full production team and camera crew on standby. He was acutely aware that the results of this endeavor would make or break his PR firm. But he had complete confidence in his staff.
Tapping on the microphone, he began. “Settle down, please. I understand that everyone in this room is powerful in some way. You’re royalty, celebrities, and top performers in your field. Doctors, CEO’s, etc. You’re not used to being told what to do. I get it. However…”
He waited for the grumbling to die down before continuing. “You’re all here for the same reason. You’ve become a liability for your family, your agency, your recent movie. You’re a PR nightmare for whoever and whatever you’re attached to.”
This time the grumbles were less angry and more conceding.
Bertrand smiled reassuringly. “We’re here to change that. We’re here to help you. I know none of you are accustomed to taking much direction however, for many of you, this is your last chance before you’re fired, blacklisted from Hollywood, or exiled by your families.”
The former crown prince of Dravokia exchanged a sidelong glance with the former crown prince of Cordonia as he mouthed, “Too late!”
Tobias Carrick rose from his chair to demand, “And how, exactly, are you going to do that?”
Bertrand smiled, “I’m glad you asked! This program will not only teach you the skills you need to spin public opinion but will put you in situations to showcase those skills. Publicly.”
“Publicly?” Came a question from the back.
“Yes, publicly. First, you’ll receive instructions on how to conduct yourselves and then you’ll put what you’ve learned by attending a series of public appearances where you will behave properly. You will rehabilitate your images with the support of our staff and your partner.”
A murmur broke out as several people asked, “What partner?”
“Oh, we have taken the liberty of pairing each of you up with a mentor. Someone who already has a stellar public image. Just being seen with them in public will help you. This person will be your shadow for the duration of the program.”
“How long are we stuck here?” Leo Rys spoke up. He hadn’t abdicated a throne to have his life micro-managed by a PR firm.
“Until your approval ratings are acceptable.”
“Great.” He huffed as he slumped back into his seat. “Just fucking dandy.”
“Everyone get a good night’s sleep,” Bertrand told them brightly. “We start in the morning!”
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sessakag · 14 days
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Round Robin Smut Fic!!
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In Naruto's Embrace is a round robin fic written by @opal-chan @wickermayne @bunny-hoodlum and myself! We each took turns writing a part of the story, passing it around between us until it was complete! This was our first time, hopefully not the last, doing this and it was a blast! Give it a read and tell us which part you think belongs to which writer! XD
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themetropoliskonboy · 6 months
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Well, I am glad he won this round robin. I enjoyed this story, even thought I have some problems with from a ideological POV. It is still, without a doubt, the best Kon has had since he was brought back and I do hope it means he will have more time to shine in the future and a eventual new direction that sets him apart from Jon entirely and shows how he can still have a unique place in the Superman mythos.
On another note, the panel where he and Clark hugged has increased my life expectancy in at least a year. I hope they get more one on one moments too
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dpxdc-shipping-wars · 3 months
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FAQ
What the hell is this?
This is a Round Robin style tournament where all the ships on the Batpham Community Server (represented on Tumblr at @batpham-discord-highlights) shipping spreadsheet; excluding the ghosts, miscellaneous, and platonic ships sections for brevity!
That's a lot of ships, how will this be managed?
Indeed it is, it's more than 230 ships in competition and many more excluded! I'm going to be breaking up the ships into sections based on the organization of the spreadsheet (linked and explained here), Batpham Ships, Young Justice Ships, Teen Titans Ships, Justice League Ships, Rogue/Villain Ships, Cursed Ships, and Poly Ships.
These will be run as individual groups of varying size and at the end the winners will be pitted against each other to find the Ultimate Winner!
How long will each round last?
Each round will last a Day, and the largest section, Batpham Ships, will be split into two first rounds one right after another for ease of voting.
Why are some sections excluded?
Even with some parts cut out, the ships on the spreadsheet are almost too much for this project. The Ghost and Miscellaneous sections were cut from the running due to being sparsely populated, but the Platonic section was removed for being platonic. This is a Round-Robin of romantic ships for now, but maybe in the future I'll include this section. (Also, Tumblr only has so many colors you can make text and I wanted each section to be distinct.)
Who's running this account?
Me, @aziraphale-is-a-cat, otherwise known as azi_matica on discord!
If you don't see your question here, please feel free to shoot me an ask. And when the voting officially starts, feel free to submit 'Propaganda' for your favorite ships!
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jerzwriter · 9 months
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One Night in Cordonia Chapter 8: All's Well That Ends Well
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Series: One Night in Cordonia, a @choicesprompts a Round Robin Event. Fandom: TRR, with some OH introduced here Pairings: You'll See lol Word count: 2.2k (I went over a little - sorry!) Rating: Mature Warnings: talks about sex, innuendos, language Prompt: Cocktails, Gala - @choicesjunechallenge A/N: Every now and then, it's fun to just take your characters and put them in different surroundings. This lil' crack fic allowed me to do just that. I was going to say it's not really "my" Ethan and Tobias here, but, to be honest, it could be them in my Ethan/Kaycee world. Thanks for putting this together and including me Angela!
Next author: ??? @angelasscribbles ???
Summary: It's Leo's social season. The day is Beaumont bash after the formal dinner is done and the royal couple has left. Anton sends his second in command, Claudius, to spread a fog, "Death Smash," that would leave the guests paralyzed and he would attack. But the gas delivered was Shagging smog 2.0 by mistake, leading to a sexual frenzy amongst guests. Anton himself goes to check and falls prey to the gas. The only unaffected members are Max (immune), Leo (because he was in the gardens), and Olivia (partially affected, trying to fight the effects).
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The pretty brunette flight attendant was shaky on her feet, and for once, turbulence nor the ridiculously high heels Constantine insisted his flight attendants wear was the cause. No, this time, the mesmerizing aqua-blue eyes of her passenger were the culprit. She hadn’t dared to look at them directly for fear of what they could do to her, but she could feel them raking over as she attempted to pour his bourbon. She only hoped he didn’t notice how she trembled.  
“That’s good right there, darlin’,’ he droned, his husky voice rolling off his tongue like honey. “Any more than that, and I’ll have to wonder if you’re trying to take advantage of me.”
A blush settled on her cheeks as she attempted to come up with a reply. Luckily, the other, equally aesthetically pleasing passenger spared her when he sighed with disgust.
“For Christ’s sake, Tobias, could you maybe have just an ounce of decorum?”
“You know Ethan, decorum is overrated,” he winked. “I prefer fun. You may want to try it sometime.”
“I know how to have fun, and it’s not harassing our flight attendant.” 
Ethan looked over to the young woman, who could not look away before his sapphire orbs met hers. Fuck! She thought because those eyes would render her equally as helpless.
“I apologize for my colleague. Apparently, he was raised by wolves.”
“Hey!” Tobias jumped in. “My mom would kick your ass if she heard you say that!”
“Really? Well, I’m sure she’d love to hear how you are treating this young woman,” Ethan pulled out his phone. “Shall I dial her?”
Tobias threw both hands up in surrender. “Nope! Truce! Truce!”
A satisfied smirk crossed Ethan’s face. “I think you’ll be left in peace for the remainder of the flight,” he smiled. Completely oblivious to the look of disappointment on the woman’s face as she exited the cabin.
Tobias sipped the amber liquor and let out a slow moan. “Mmmm.  This is amazing,” he growled. “Have you tried yours yet? I know you’re a total snob, but I swear, this shit will make you weak in the knees.”
Ethan eyed his untouched beverage and shut his eyes.
“I’ll get to it,” he grumbled. “This whole thing, it’s just… it’s obscene!”
Tobias leaned over and took the papers his companion was reading out of his hands, shoving them into the attaché at his side.
“Hey, what are you….”
“Shut up,” Tobias spat. “Seriously, Ethan. The hospital insisted we go, so just sit back and enjoy the ride. We’re on one of the most luxurious private jets on the planet on someone else’s dime. Our every need is expected to be catered to, and if you hadn’t interrupted… that might have included the beautiful Ashley.”
“Ashley?” He asked.
“The flight attendant…”
“Her name is Amber, you idiot. And sexual harassment isn’t something I wish to add to our resume on this trip.”
“Ethan, relax. I was joking!”
“I’m sorry, I just hate this whole thing. The wealthiest people in the world summoning us across the damn Atlantic to take care of their potential PR disaster is not what I went into medicine for.”
“I don’t disagree,” Tobias shrugged. “But what they’re paying us for two days’ work will fund our department for the next year. So look at the bright side for a change Mr. Sour Pants.”
“You have a point,” Ethan grumbled. “Let’s just make this quick, get in and get out…”
“That was my plan with Am….”
“SHUT UP!” Ethan hollered as Tobias adjusted his sleep mask and drifted off, pleased he had accomplished his goal of getting under his boss’s skin.
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Upon landing, a heavily guarded motorcade awaited the two doctors and drove them to the Beaumont estate. 
“Is this still fun for you?” Ethan asked.
“Fuck yes! I’m living out some major James Bond fantasies right now.”
Ethan fought the genuine smile that attempted to spread on his lips; maybe there was something to Tobias’s constant glass-half-full approach, but he wasn’t about to admit it.
When they arrived at the scene, Constantine and a Lieutenant from the King’s Guard greeted them at once. The Lieutenant handed each man a gas mask.
“Gentlemen,” Constantine enthused. “We are so happy to have you here! It’s not our first incident with shag smog in Cordonia, but this one is not responding to the normal antidote. That’s why we called in the experts.”
Ethan quickly adjusted his mask, but Tobias made no effort to put his on, earning him a questioning glare.
“No need,” Tobias smiled. “I’ve been exposed in the past, so I’m immune.”
“Of course you have,” Ethan groused. “How bad is the situation?”
“Worse than you could imagine!” The Lieutenant began. “There are only a handful of people present who weren’t affected, reasons unclear at this time. Some may have had prior exposure, some, well… this could be their natural state of being; it’s hard to tell.”
“OK, so we have a handful of people who haven’t turned into sex-crazed lunatics,” Tobias assessed. “But how many have? Do you know how many were in attendance?”
“Several hundred,” a woman’s voice rang out from behind, and Tobias’s body went rigid. He’d know that voice anywhere. “Anyone who is anyone in Cordonian society is here, plus a few plebeians from other nations who are delusional enough to imagine they can fit in with us.”
Tobias turned slowly toward the red-haired beauty, salacious grin in place.
“You say plebeians with such disdain, Duchess. From what I recall, you haven’t always minded rolling around in the dirt with at least… some of us.”
Olivia’s eyes narrowed, her icy gaze meeting Tobias’s heated stare. “You!” she hissed.
Ethan clapped his friend on the back. “It’s so good to see you have fans everywhere. Please tell me you made her acquaintance at a Cordonian History seminar.”
“Yeah,” Tobias chuckled. “Something like that. It’s been a long time, Duchess.”
“I’d prefer it if you called me Olivia,” she seethed.
“Heh! That’s not what you wanted to be called last time we were together.”
Constantine turned to Ethan with a look of distress. “Are you sure the sex pollen isn’t impacting him?”
“No,” Ethan sighed wearily, “Sadly, that’s just him.”
“Tobias?” a naked Maxwell hollered as he approached the group. “Is that you?”
Ethan turned to Constantine, aghast. “I thought you said all the impacted were contained!”
“They are! But that’s Maxwell and… sadly, that’s just… him.”
“It’s me,” Tobias nodded, averting his eyes. He removed his lab coat and tossed it in Max’s direction. “Would you put this on, for Christ’s sake! No one needs to see that damn hippo tattoo.”
“Oh, yeah…” Ethan rolled his eyes. “That’s what we don’t need to see!”
“So, what do we do, gentlemen?” The Lieutenant asked. “Normally, pumping in the antidote smog does the trick.”
“Not with this new variant,” Tobias interrupted. “It’s essentially a concentrated form of GHB in vaporized form.”
“So, how do we reverse this?” Constantine asked.
“There’s been some success with the administration of diclofenac and NSAIDS,” Ethan advised. “But that would require injecting each of the infected individually. There is no way to ‘gas’ everyone back to normal.”
“Well, that could take hours! Days!” A voice called out.
“This is my son, Leo, the crown prince.” Constantine chimed in.  “And I agree with him. We need to get this display of debauchery under control before it’s a scandal!”
“Forgive me if I’m more concerned about the people who were poisoned, not your Palace’s reputation.”
“Dr. Ramsey, I believe I’m paying you quite handsomely to take care of both,” Constantine reminded.
“Going room to room won’t be the fastest way,” Tobias agreed. “But it is the best way. Not only can we ensure it’s administered properly, but you can send someone in with us to confiscate everyone’s mobile devices. That will give you time to destroy any embarrassing pictures you wouldn’t want out there.”
Olivia spat out a laugh behind him. “Yes, Dr. Carrick. Because you, of all people, know about embarrassing blackmail photos. Don’t you?”  
Tobias shot her a knowing look. “We’ll talk after… Duchess. Right now, I have work to do.”
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Tobias and Ethan ran up the ornate marble staircase; the team Constantine assembled to assist them quick on their heels.
“So, dare I ask what the deal is with you and Olivia?” Ethan asked.
A blissful look came over Tobias’s face, and Ethan momentarily wondered if his friend was being impacted by the gas.
“You know I’ve always had a thing for redheads. Plus, have you ever had a woman pull a switchblade out of her stilettos and threaten you in the middle of some of the most mind-blowing sex you’ve ever had in your life?”  
Ethan looked at Tobias in horror. “No! I can’t say I have.”
Tobias reached over and tapped his friend’s shoulder. “Well, add it to your bucket list, buddy. I promise you, it’s a rush.”
“Gentleman,” Leo interrupted, “if you wouldn’t mind visiting this room first. My brother, Liam, is in here.”
When the men entered, Liam immediately rushed toward them.
“What the…”
“Thank God you’re here!” Liam squealed. “This is shag smog… isn’t it?”
“It is,” Leo frowned. “But… you’re coherent… weren’t you impacted? Do you want to screw any of us right now?”
Liam calmly looked over the three men and shrugged. “I mean, you’re all cute… but not my type… and you’re my brother!”
“But if you weren’t impacted, why are you locked in here?” Leo asked.
“Madeline locked me in here. That woman has been dying to have her way with me and thought she believed this was her big chance.”
“Wait…” Tobias interrupted. “I’m not up on all of the societal gossip, and I know you people have your own little… proclivities… but,” he turned to Leo, “isn’t Madeline your fiance?”
“Technically,” Leo sighed.
“OK, then,” Tobias simpered. “Well, how about we leave you two to sort this out while we go administer the antidote to others.”
Leo nodded at Tobias, “Excellent idea. We’ll meet up again outside.”
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Several hours later, Tobias joined a team of King’s Guards assigned to delete all incriminating images from guests' phones. He was having too much fun helping, chuckling repeatedly before hitting delete. He turned to Ethan with a grin.
“You know, if we want to retire early, all I need to do is forward some of these to our phones. Our offspring’s offspring could live off of the blackmail money.”
He heard what sounded like the knuckles cracking behind him and found Oliva glaring his way. “I assure you, that would be ill-advised.”
“Relax, sweetheart. Don’t you know a joke when you hear one?”
Ethan looked between the two and shook his head ruefully. “I know I’m going to live to regret this… but you mentioned blackmail photos before… what were you talking about?”  
Tobias howled with laughter. “She took some photos of me and planned on using them against me. Unfortunately for her, she didn’t factor in that I have no shame. So, she got nothing.”
“Oh dear God,” Ethan groaned. “What the hell was on… you know what… no… I don’t want to know.”
“Why?” Tobias asked. “They were just pictures of me… in various states of undress… some may have involved latex… and a couple had switchblades….”
“OK, STOP!”
“In one,” Tobias said, standing up with dramatic flair, “I was kind of bent over like this….”
“I SAID STOP!” Ethan yelled as he rushed away, muttering under his breath.
Amused, Olivia slid up next to Tobias and gently caressed his forearm.
“He’s a bit squeamish, no?”
“Hey, they can’t all be me,” he laughed. “You’re looking good, Dutchess… you know, I wouldn’t exactly turn down the opportunity to … engage… again….”
Olivia rolled her eyes. “Tobias, you’re a terribly handsome man. And as much as I can appreciate someone who eagerly follows my orders and calls me Duchess throughout, I must admit… I rather get off on the fear in my companion's eyes when I unexpectedly pull a sharp object in the heat of the moment… the fact that you kind of got off on that… it takes the fun out of it for me.”
“Hey!” Tobias protested. “Fear? Is that what you’re looking for. Listen, gorgeous, I had four years in drama club in college, and I can feign fear like the best of them. I think you should give me another shot.”
Olivia’s eyes raked over him, slowly taking him in from head to toe, a fiendish grin growing.
“You’re willing to wear a harness?”
Tobias scoffed. “When have I ever said no to that?”
“OK,” she smiled, rising to her feet. “The Beumont’s armory is in the basement. Go down the staircase, make a left, and it’s the last door at the end of the hallway. Meet me there in fifteen minutes. Oh, and get your lab coat back from Maxwell. Make sure you’re wearing that… and nothing else… when I enter,” she winked. “That’s the main course. The harness will be dessert.”
Tobias looked at her with darkened eyes. “At your command, my Duchess.”
Anxioulsy hopping to his, Tobias yelled to Ethan as he made his way to the door.
“Hey, buddy! I’ve got .. uh.. some things to do. Keep yourself occupied… look around for Bertrand… you both love boring things. He’ll know what to do.”
Liam and Leo leaned against the wall, shaking their heads at what they had just witnessed. 
“And that’s without the shag pollen,” Leo sighed. “Could you imagine them under the influence?”
Liam shook his head vigorously. “It would be the demise of Cordonia.  Perhaps the demise of civilization.”
@choicesficwriterscreations Tagging others in RB.
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dwnslight · 5 months
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Round Robin Women's Wrestling Round 2 part 3...
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tickles-ivory · 6 months
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stuckybingo · 19 days
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It is time to Resurrect Stucky!
Reclists Part 1
Back in December, the call was put out for fans to create a Stucky Renaissance on Tumblr. We at Stucky Bingo are all about our two favorite centenarians and participants for this event helped to create a series of reclists for all of our fellow Stucky enthusiasts to enjoy.
This reclist is dedicated to the Round Robins created during the last few rounds of Stucky Bingo!
Stucky Bingo July 2021 Round Robin by buckybarnesdeservestobehappy, Ruquas, Laevateinn, Politzania, LLightz, ralsbecket, UisceOneLove, eachpeachpearplum (Teen, 2.6k) Thor finally comes good on his promise to give Steve and Bucky a trip to space for their wedding present.
Stucky Bingo October 2021 Round Robin by PoliZ, captainfantastic, Girl_Back_There, Laevateinn, ABrighterDarkness, buckybarnesdeservestobehappy (Mature, 2k) Not even exhaustion from Bucky's job as a mechanic can stop his boyfriend Steve and him from donning a creative couples costume for Tony's Halloween party.
Stucky Bingo November 2021 Round Robin by buckybarnesdeservestobehappy, beemotionpicture, lattebiscuit, Laevateinn, PoliZ, ribbonsflying, Girl_Back_There (Teen, 2.5k) They’ve been together forever, but now that there are only a few people left in this hellscape of a planet, Bucky’s even more grateful for Steve Rogers.
Stucky Bingo December 2021 Round Robin by buckybarnesdeservestobehappy, MarvelousMoons, TrinityDay, PoliZ, ABrighterDarkness Bill Longbow (General, 2.1k) “Sorry, you guys,” Natasha apologizes. She knows Bucky can hear the whole conversation even without the speaker. “I know we aren’t supposed to call, but it’s an emergency.” “I know,” Steve says, already mentally running through everything he’d have to do before Nat picked him up. Would he have time to say goodnight to their daughter or would Bucky have to explain? “It’s Sam—” At that even Bucky started to lose the edge of his annoyance, worry creeping in instead and he leaned closer—“He just lost a really embarrassing bet.” It takes a second for Steve to process the words, but Natasha is already going on. “See, he seems to think you have enough self-preservation to put your phone on do not disturb on your anniversary weekend.”
Stucky Bingo January 2022 Round Robin by Politzania, buckybarnesdeservestobehappy, ABrighterDarkness, TrinityDay, Bill_Longbow, Girl_Back_There (Teen, 2k) Ever since the Hydra prison factory escape, Bucky had been keeping a distance between them. Sure, he’d been the first one to lead the cheer once they got back to the camp, and he’d even teased Steve a little about the uniform. But the easy give and take they’d always had between them -- the friendship that had slowly transformed itself into so much more -- it was gone.
Stucky Bingo February 2022 Round Robin by buckybarnesdeservestobehappy, Politzania, b_a_r_n_e_s, ABrighterDarkness, lattebiscuit, Girl_Back_There (Teen, 2k) “Sergeant Barnes? Can you hear me?” The woman’s voice sounds tinny, “You and the Captain are being--” the rest of her words are drowned out by a burst of static. Sergeant Barnes - the name sounds strangely familiar, but he can’t place it. It’s probably an advertisement for one of the shows he and Steve listened to one evening. He fiddles with the radio knobs, trying to tune the station back in, but all he gets is music.
Stucky Bingo March 2022 Round Robin by TrinityDay, Lattebiscuit, Hkandi, plutosrose, Laevateinn, Girl_Back_There, buckybarnesdeservestobehappy (Teen, 2.4k) When a mission goes wrong, Bucky takes Steve up on his offer to do something neither were planning.
Stucky Bingo April 2022 Round Robin by Politzania, Laevateinn, LLightz, ABrighterDarkness, TrinityDay, buckybarnesdeservestobehappy (Teen, 2k) During battle against a wizard, Steve turns a little green, and Bucky wonders what's gotten into his man.
Stucky Bingo May 2022 Round Robin by buckybarnesdeservestobehappy, Politzania, LLightz, Girl_Back_There (Teen, 1.6k) Steve has a plan to make Bucky jealous, but a red-headed hiccup he didn't see coming might end up being the help that Steve needs.
Stucky Bingo September 2022 Round Robin by Politzania, sparkagrace, Laevateinn, Dogsled, ralsbecket, TrinityDay, ABrighterDarkness, buckybarnesdeservestobehappy (Teen, 2.4k) After all these years, Steve and Bucky get the life they deserve, and Bucky gets some birthday presents. He's happy to share one with the man he loves.
Stucky Bingo October 2022 Round Robin by buckybarnesdeservestobehappy, Politzania, cable-knit-sweater, Dogsled, J_Snow_Writes, TrinityDay, Girl_Back_There (Teen, 2.4k) “Welcome, ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to Avenge Your Love, the newest and biggest show on the Marvel Network, designed to match a man of honor and bravery with the love of his life. I’m Nick Fury, your host for this adventure, and I’m here with Captain Steve Rogers of the U.S. Army. Captain, tell us a little bit about yourself.”
Stucky Bingo November 2022 Round Robin by ABrighterDarkness, Politzania, j_snow_writes, Dogsled, Sivan325, Girl_Back_There (Teen, 1.7k) “There…might’ve been a bit of a hiccup on the mission.” “A hiccup.” “Just a tiny one.” “Well, I would certainly say that’s tiny alright,” Bucky drawled, moving in closer. “Do I even want to know what sort of tiny hiccup landed you with a baby?” “Would you believe me if I told you that this is actually-ah-Natasha?” Steve grimaced with a shrug. “I think ‘magic’ about sums up the hiccup.”
Stucky Bingo December 2022 Round Robin by Buckybarnesdeservestobehappy, Politzania, writerfroggo, j_snow_writes, Sivan325, buckyismybicycle (General, 2.1k) It's December. The weather is cold. Time to reminisce with hot chocolate and dancing.
Stucky Bingo January 2023 Round Robin by Politzania, Sivan325, j_snow_writes, buckybarnesdeservestobehappy, cherriontop, TrinityDay (General, 2k) Steve still didn’t think that actually adopting a cat was a good idea. After all, with the kind of jobs they had, they could get called away at a moment’s notice and be gone for who knew how long -- and who would take care of it in the meanwhile? Steve had mentioned the problem to Sharon, who not only was less than sympathetic but made the situation worse by waiting until Bucky was in earshot to say, “Hey, I think Nick’s cat had kittens. You guys should adopt one of them!”
Stucky Bingo February 2023 Round Robin by Dogsled, Sivan325, Purpleicedteas, Girl_Back_There, buckybarnesdeservestobehappy (General, 1.7k) When Russian figure skater Bucky Barnes defects, he can only skate for the Team USA if he skates with a partner. What he and Steve Rogers find together on the ice is golden.
Stucky Bingo March 2023 Round Robin by Politzania, Dogsled, Sivan325, TrinityDay, Girl_Back_There, ralsbecket (Teen, 2k) It wasn’t that he hadn’t noticed Bucky being struck. He’d thrown out his shield to block the worst of the damage from the exploding debris, but he’d noticed Bucky clutching his side throughout the fight. Steve knew. But in the middle of it there had been no opportunity for pause, no moment where he could check that Bucky was okay. He kept moving, and that was what mattered.
Stucky Bingo April 2023 Round Robin by Dogsled, buckybarnesdeservestobehappy, Sivan325, TrinityDay, Politzania (Teen, 1.7k) Bucky loved his friends, and he didn’t really blame them for interfering. How could he? Clint was right; in the two years since they’d come here together for uni, Bucky’s ladykiller days had spontaneously ended. It was always about Steve, now. Steve this, Steve that. Nevermind that in all that time Bucky had probably said maybe 20 words to the man.
Stucky Bingo May 2023 Round Robin by buckybarnesdeservestobehappy, purpleicedteas, Sivan325, Politzania, Girl_Back_There (Teen, 1.7k) If Steve were honest with himself, he’d been at least as curious as Bucky to discover what had happened to Becca. She’d been the closest thing he’d had to a sister growing up, and he remembered how kind-hearted she was, even if she did get into nearly as much mischief as he and Bucky did along the way.
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choicesprompts · 1 month
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Isle of Misfits (Round Robin 2)
Second @choicesprompts round robin.
Writer order and rules
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Chapter 1: Welcome
Chapter 2: Untitled
Chapter 3: Untitled
Chapter 4: Initial Meeting TRR Olivia x Platinum Raleigh
Chapter 5: Don't Call Me Angel OH Bryce x F!OC and Tobias Carrik
Chapter 6: A Royal Kidnapping. Leo Rys.
Chapter 7:
Chapter 8:
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bellemorte180 · 1 month
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Tomorrow I'll be starting a round robin. The idea was born on the klaroline family discord.
I wrote about 400 words of a scene that I will post, tag someone who is interested in participating. If you're not a member of the discord but want to join in on the fun, let me know!.
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angelasscribbles · 9 months
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One Night in Cordonia Chapter 9: Aftermath
Series: One Night in Cordonia, a @choicesprompts Round Robin Event.
Fandom: TRR with a little OH
Pairings: So many lol. Let's see,,, while Leo and Madeleine are about to be engaged that didn't stop Mads from being with Anton or trying to get with Liam. It also didn't stop Leo from fantasizing about Adelaide. Meanwhile we saw Bastien x Claudius, Bertrand x Drake, Olivia x Max, Olivia x Tobias, and in perhaps the only 'normal' pairing, Liam x Riley.
Word Count: 1,483
Rating: MA
Warnings: lots of mentions of sex
A/N: Thanks to @harleybeaumont for bouncing a couple of ideas with me.
This is the final "wrap-up" chapter. Thanks to the writers that participated in this little endeavor and thanks to all the readers that joined us on the journey! It's been fun and there will be more round robins in the future.
While this concludes our main series, I am hoping for the following one-shots:
Leo x Adelaide @karahalloway
Olivia x Max @alj4890
Olivia x Tobias @jerzwriter
I myself am thinking about doing a little follow-up with Liam x Riley to explore her backstory in this universe (American model, here during Leo's season, with a press secretary, how did that happen?)
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Leo and Liam circulated through the crowd gathered on the front lawn of the Beaumont estate, handing out bottles of water and answering questions as vaguely as possible.
Bertrand stood in a small group asking questions and piecing together what had transpired the night before. The last thing he needed was another damn scandal. It was bad enough that Anna De Luca had published that story speculating that they were broke, all because Maxwell had freaked out over a canceled credit card.
Bertrand had canceled the card to teach his spendthrift brother a lesson, but after years of yelling at him that his extravagant habits were going to break them, Maxwell had assumed that was exactly what had happened. There had been a very public spectacle when his card had gotten declined at the Annual Cordonian Peafowl Convention.
And now his brother was being ridiculous trying to convince him that they possessed some kind of resistance to the shagging smog that had turned their party into an orgy. Preposterous!
“So, you and I and Liam and Leo are all immune!” Max told him.
“What do you mean immune?” He sneered, “That can’t be true!”
“Oh yes,” Constantine assured him, “Exposure makes you immune and that immunity gets passed down to your children! Your father and I attend this party one time…”
As Constantine prattled on, Bertrand’s eyes rose slowly, and reluctantly, to meet Drake’s expressionless gaze. He blanched and stumbled backward knocking over one of the tables full of water bottles.
“…oh, now that I think of it, that was the summer after you were born!” Constantine slapped him on the back with a chuckle, “Never mind! Guess you weren’t immune after all.”
“Oh, thank heavens!” Bertrand was so relieved that he didn’t even care he’d blurted that out loud.
“Well, if you’ll excuse me,” Constantine waved as he strode away, “I really have to be getting back to the palace now.”
“Sir, excuse me,” Maxwell chased after the king as he made his way toward his motorcade.
“Yes, son?”
“About the bash…”
“What about it?”
“Leo said you were going to ban them in the future, but since this wasn’t our fault…I mean…it was an attack and not anything that we did so-“
“Calm down boy!” Constantine guffawed, “I suppose, considering the circumstances, there’s no harm in continuing the bashes, just up the security next time!”
“Yes, sir!” Max almost passed out from relief, “We will, sir!”
Madeline sat in one of the lounge chairs that had been scattered around the lawn, examining her nails studiously as she considered the night before. Justin may have turned out to be a terrorist hell-bent on overthrowing the monarchy, but boy could he shag! Too bad Liam had refused her advances, she’d likely never get another chance at him. For one, she was about to be his sister-in-law, and for two, he seemed quite taken with that American strumpet, Riley Brooks. Dismissing that train of thought, her mind wandered back to Justin, or Anton, or whatever his name was, she wondered if the palace allowed conjugal visits.
Penelope barely remembered her actions, she had already been piss drunk before the shagging smog after all. Still, her question remained. How would they know that they weren’t lesbians unless they tried? She watched Kiara from across the lawn, wondering how to get her best friend to reconsider their relationship.
Oliva yawned as she watched the Cordonian upper crust freaking out about their night of lost inhibitions.
Amateurs.
What on earth was wrong with indulging your kinks now and then? Prudes, the lot of them.
Before the attack had happened, she had been about to sneak away with Trystan Thorne, the exiled prince of Drakovia for a little slap and tickle when Jin had appeared demanding to know what she was doing. Not him. She had trussed him up and indulged his little cock and ball torture kink one damn time and now she couldn’t get rid of him.
Thankfully he had already been escorted from the premises. As a former spy for the Auvernese government, he’d been taken in for questioning.
Her eyes lifted to take in Maxwell Beaumont giving her a surreptitious once over. She hated herself a little for the shiver of desire that ran through her. Looking away she decided that she would deal with the younger Lord Beaumont issue later. Right now she had a hot doctor waiting to be tied up.
She quietly slipped away from the group and headed for the armory.
Several days later….
“We have the men responsible in custody, sir,” the young guardsman told him, “Except one, we’re not sure  how he escaped.”
“Thank you, Lieutenant,” Bastien Lykel turned toward the window overlooking the Beaumont’s vineyards, “Call off the search. We should be able to get what we need out of the prisoners currently in the palace cells. We have their leader, Anton Severus. We don’t need the escapee.”
“Sir?”
“You’re dismissed, Lieutenant!”
The young officer scurried out of the room that Bastien had turned into a makeshift office as they continued to comb the crime scene for clues.
Not that he needed any. He knew who was behind the attack. And he knew exactly how Claudius had escaped.
The two men stood in the cool night air on the same hill that Claudius had stood on just two nights earlier as he had received his orders from Anton.
Claudius eyed him with deep suspicion, “Why are you letting me go? What’s in it for you?”
“There’s nothing in it for me, other than knowing you’ll be safe from the death sentence this way.”
“Why do you care?”
Bastien grunted, “How can you ask me that? For the sake of what we once were to each other-“
“If you gave a shit about me, you wouldn’t have left the Sons of the Earth! You wouldn’t have joined the enemy!”
“Corondia is not your enemy, and the Sons of the Earth are misguided. Anton Severus is an egomaniac and a narcissist! I joined the King’s Guard to protect my country from people exactly like him!”
“People like me?”
Bastien stepped forward, taking the other man’s head in his hands as he stared into his eyes, “You’re nothing like him! And it’s not too late for you! No one knows you’re affiliated with the Sons! You could leave! You can still live a worthwhile life!”
Claudius knocked the other man’s hands away with a shake of his head, “I don’t believe you, and I don’t forgive you for leaving. This changes nothing!”
He had come for revenge, but he was leaving with renewed angst over his lost love. He gave Bastien one last desperate look before turning and melting into the night.
Every member of the Sons of the Earth that had fallen victim to the shagging smog would be tried and convicted of attempted murder, treason, and actual murder.
On the other side of Cordonia, the Cult of Dionysus had succumbed to the experimental gas that had been meant for the nobility. Their deaths would secure the maximum sentence for the collaborators.
Before he fled into the night, Claudius had willingly given up the distributor of the gas as revenge for giving them the wrong product.
With Anton in custody, Claudius was now the leader of the Sons of the Earth.
He wasn’t sure he was ready. His devotion to the cause wasn’t as strong as it used to be. He’d been focused for so many years on exacting his vengeance on Bastien Lykel for leaving the movement, and him. But after their night of passion, he was no longer sure that he could execute any plan that might hurt his former lover.
Teagan had already abandoned the group citing gross incompetence and mediocre leadership.
When he finally made it back to headquarters, he realized he was working with a third of the original group. One-third were sitting in the palace cells and one-third had walked away along with Teagan.
He was left with green recruits and men that should have retired years ago.
With mixed feelings, he sent them all home, telling them to disperse, lay low and wait to be recalled at some nebulous point in the future.
The Sons of the Earth was officially disbanded. Taken out by a video gamer and fucking shagging smog.
Claudius poured himself a generous helping of Anton’s best whiskey and settled into the plush leather executive chair in Anton’s office. He stared out the window as he wondered what he was supposed to do with his life now.
He pulled out his phone and typed Bastien’s name into Google then zoomed in on a photo of him at the last King’s Guard’s Annual Awards Banquet, looking handsome and distinguished in a well-fitting suit.
His fingers traced over his former lover’s face on the screen as he contemplated his next move.
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