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Midoriya Izuku, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Bakugou Katsuki, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, League of Villains (My Hero Academia), Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Nico di Angelo/Will Solace, Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase (Percy Jackson), Leo Valdez, Nico di Angelo, Will Solace, Shinsou Hitoshi, Eri (My Hero Academia), Annabeth Chase/Percy Jackson, Kurogiri (My Hero Academia), Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Merlin (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Gwen (Merlin), Sally Jackson (Percy Jackson), Thalia Grace, Gwen/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin)
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Summary
This is going to basically be a bunch of short, mostly unconnected fics based off of a list of vibes my friend and I wrote together. It'll probably include a bunch of different fandoms, as well as some original works. I honestly don't know, but it sounded like a good time.Will update randomly- whenever I get inspiration.
Note
Here's the prompts! Feel free to comment new ones, suggest fandoms/pairings, or request specific elements/tropes (angst, fluff, mutual pining, enemies to lovers, etc.).Thanks!
The prompt list
April 21, 2025 at 11:56 AM
Oddly specific vibes:
- The wistful longing for a life far more beautiful than the one you currently live, with the knowledge that it will never come to being
- The scent of home mixed into the clothing of someone you’ve never met
- Something is watching from the woods, don’t look at it unless you want it to follow you home
- The rattling of bones from the floors below you, the scraping of nails from beneath your bed
- Something timeless and nameless lurks beneath the water, be quiet and still or it will take you down to the depths
- The sound of your friend’s voice echoing out of a music box
- An abandoned house, its walls blackened and the floors broken and dirty, with sweet singing coming from the balcony
- A single grave in the middle of the forest, with a butterfly engraved on the headstone
- Closing your eyes and feeling the world spin, floating ever-so-softly away from your body
- Crashing so suddenly out of a dream that everything seems both painfully real and horribly non-existent
- Hearing faint crying from somewhere in your house and wondering if the ground itself is suffering
- A dirty stuffed animal by the side of the road, staring longingly as traffic passes by
- Jars lined up on the shelves of a dusty basement, indiscernible things floating within
- A barn that is quiet other than the creaking of the gate, all of the animals have left long ago
- A single deer staring at you from across a field, its antlers covered with moss and vines
- A house with a bright green yard and a sense of peace, surrounded by tall city buildings and bustling streets
- A desk piled high with papers that will never be read, soon to be covered with dust and forgotten
- A pocket watch that has stopped exactly at midnight
- Tightness in your chest that makes you gasp for air, as if you’re drowning on dry land
- The splatter of blood on paper, a coppery smell, another sigil added to a wall covered in dark, reddish-brown marks
- Words slipping from your thoughts like eels as you try to speak, ending up with nothing but empty words with no real meaning
- A scratchy sweater that has been passed down for generations, folded and set on the top of a shelf
- Teeth stained red, with breath that smells like poison and makes colorful dots dance across your vision
- You are frozen still and the rats are getting ever closer
- You can no longer feel your fingers or toes, but the fury in your chest burns stronger than the creeping frost that threatens to consume every inch of your body
- The desire to lay down in the woods and rot, your flesh feeding the insects and your bones returning to the earth
- An old doll that hides in cupboards and leaves candy at your bedside
- Rolling in the grass under a tree as flower petals float down around you like snow
- Staring into someone’s eyes unable to look away, tangling your fingers together without speaking a word
- Dipping your toes into the water of a clear lake, ripples growing outwards and forming little hearts
- A nest of blankets, the smell of mint tea, and soft pajamas as the rain pours down
- Burying your face in a pillow as it burns red, a hand lifting up your chin so you can’t hide
- Music echoing out of an empty apartment, ghosts spinning around the room
- Neon bandaids littering your arms, bright red scratches peeking out, the skin you can see is marred by raised white scars
- A child reaching out to you, pulling them into your arms and twirling them around as you both laugh
- Your hand slips out of your partners, they walk away without taking it back
- Saying I love you to an empty room, the pitter patter of little feet long gone
- Soft fur brushing against your legs, singing loudly as you dance around your kitchen
- Hands clasping a silver necklace behind your head and gently braiding your hair
- Reading to your partner as they stare into the distance, their eyes a milky white
- Pressing kisses to your partner's forehead, a hand stroking through their hair as they lay on your lap
- Running through a corn maze, feeling wondrously young and calling out to your friends as you search for each other
- Laying in a corn pit, throwing handfuls at your best friend and ending up with some in your mouth
- Driving along a long stretch of road, singing with your friends at the top of your lungs
- Laying in the bed of a truck and stargazing, holding a loved one's hand
- Throwing popcorn at each other while watching a movie, your friend group laying on top of each other on the bed
- Music blasting from your headphones, crying about a lost love
- Hugging your friend as they cry, laying your cheek on their head and squeezing them as close as you can manage
- Light, closed mouth kisses brushing over every inch of your face
- Chanting a summoning at midnight, the circle glowing as clawed hands rip a hole in the fabric of space and pull themselves into your living room
- Cradling a dead body, blood seeping into your clothes and soaking you to the bone as you scream until your lungs give out and you have no emotion left to give
- Letting your smile drop as they look away, only to pull it back up as they turn back to face you