#promptmeme

Do you have burning questions about everything Fortiche didn't give us in Arcane? Have you always wondered what, exactly went on during those long timeskips? Who even is Connol anyway?

Join us in answering these questions and more in the Arcane canon prompt meme, opening on August 1st!

Nope! I'm thinking of it as a collection site for all those weird ideas we've got floating around in our brains. And there's no limit to those 😉

Yeah, one gen, one major character death and loads of porn 😆

(You just had an entire kinkweek, people!)

I’m not sure if you’re the same anon or not, but I’m going to suppose that you are. The prompt sounds lovely. I can put it on the promptmeme, together with the Freddie in lingerie prompt - but, please go to the page yourselves and submit after that. Otherwise it’ll just create a lot of work for me. Here’s the link, once again - https://archiveofourown.org/works/22583920?view_adult=true

And just so it’s clear; it’s an open group, anyone can leave or fill a prompt, so leaving the prompts in my inbox here doesn’t mean that I will fill them.

Got more plot bunnies than time to write? Need inspiration for your next artwork? Want to make a fellow fan happy?

👉 Come to the Queen and BoRhap Prompt meme on AO3! 👈

Just leave your ideas in the comments and see what others do with it (of course you can always come back and fill it yourself). All ships, ratings, types of fanworks allowed! Be as detailed or as vague as you like!

And if your idea is simply too outrageous (even for Queen)? Feel free to go anon! This also means that you can participate even if you don't have an AO3 account!

☠ Fallout: New Vegas Memes (x):

Responding to @whistlingdownthetrail

“It’s…a thing. A science thing. It hurts robots. Don’t worry about it.“

Padfoot tossed the device over in his hand, running his thumb curiously along the ridged edge. It was small, around the size of a hand grenade, but rectangular, and with a few extra features that stood out to him as unique. It had a trigger, almost like a remote detonation, with a straight antenna sprouting from the top that suggested the same thing. However, what had confused him were the two dials along the front panel. One was labelled as “Radius”, the other as “Frequency”. He wasn’t quite sure why Emmalee was handing him such a thing, nor was he certain what it was doing locked away in a safe behind a Diner’s cash desk, yet here it was.

Emmalee’s comment enlightened him, and his head rose and nodded in acknowledgement.

For fic that’ll never happen prompt

He wakes up in an unfamiliar environment, surrounded by unfamiliar people, with a disturbing lack of memories. All he knows is that his name might be “Bitty” and all he’s guided by the whisper of a promise.