Hello everyone! Our September Scribbles was such a success that we wanted to do another event and what better time than the New Year to dust off those cobwebs and hopefully get those juices flowing?

The concept is the same as before:

- Every day will have an allocated prompt (a song lyric, quote or spicy line)

- The goal is to write a 300 word max snippet (including the prompt)

- You have until the end of the day in your own time zone to complete and submit

- If you don’t like the prompt for a certain day there are options to swap out

Rules / Guidelines:

- The final day for submissions is February First (end of the day in your time zone). Please be aware that any entries after this will not be added to our event masterlist.

- Regarding the event masterlist, we will link any users who have created their own scribbles masterlist. For anyone who has NOT created a masterlist we will link to their preferred profile (e.g. if you have a sideblog - we will confirm this with you)

- Please use the tag #JanuaryJumbleScribbles (NO SPACES) - so we can find your creations. Please do not use the tag after the event has ended.

- Please use the appropriate warnings for explicit / non con / triggers etc (NO INCEST, UNDERAGED, BESTIALITY OR NECROPHILIA)

- Any 18+ entries must be posted by an 18+ listed blog to be included

- There are no limits to the amount of submissions for a prompt. Do as many as you like, just remember to use the tag!

- The target is 300 words, but once again, should you exceed we will not scold/fine/ban you… as long as you deliver 🤭

- The possibilities are ENDLESS. So please feel free to submit whatever fandom, pairing or tone (smut, fluff or angst) you imagine!

- Please join as often or little as you like - no pressure at all!

Jan 1 “Oh what are you doing here? The sun is up!”

Jan 2 Where worlds collide and days are dark

Jan 3 “You make it very hard to think.”

Jan 4 “Here’s another curse. May all your bacon burn.”

Jan 5 "I’ve had bigger thrills leaning up against my dryer"

Jan 6 “Look at me when I’m talking to you.”

Jan 7 Do you love me now that I can dance?

Jan 8 “Where the fuck is the fucking tuna?”

Jan 9 You don’t see stars here, they’re just city lights

Jan 10 “I never disrobe before a gunfight.”

Jan 11 “You let me do this every time.”

Jan 12 Let them say we’re crazy, what do they know

Jan 13 Arm yourself because no one else here will save you.

Jan 14 Am I noble enough for you now

Jan 15 “You’re not as quiet as you think.”

Jan 16 But it feels real to me now, it felt real to me then

Jan 17 “Captain, if I’m shooting I’m emptying the whole gat.”

Jan 18 “You started this.”

Jan 19 Women are meant to be loved, not to be understood

Jan 20 “If anyone walks in, that’s on you.”

Jan 21 They just said get up there and make some trouble.”

Jan 22 “I guess nobody ever taught her not to speak with a full mouth.”

Jan 23 You don’t surrender when you still got one bullet left

Jan 24 “Don’t move. I want to feel this.”

Jan 25 Some people call me the space cowboy.

Jan 26 “Every sound you make is making this worse.”

Jan 27 I’m open to that in a safer environment.

Jan 28 “I actually watch her back and not her backside.”

Jan 29 “You’re going to do exactly what I tell you… slowly.”

Jan 30 Do you believe in life after love?

Jan 31 “I said behave… not that I expected you to listen.”

Alternatives for swapping

I'll be stronger in your eyes than I could ever be in my own.

“How could something so real be so quickly erased?”

“You behave so much better when I have my hands on you.”

I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.

Naked is the best disguise.

A New Years Spark

Originally posted by unicornships

Pairing: Alec McDowell x Reader

Summary: It's New Year's Eve and Alec seeks you out, hoping to ignite a spark.

Word Count: 770

A/N: Set in the Dark Angel universe. In a post pulse broken world.

Warnings/Tags: None really, just Joshua being a cockblock.

Crash was packed. Seems like everyone in the Sector turned out for their New Year's Eve celebration.

Alec made his way through the mass of people, heading towards the bar. Scanning the crowd as he went.

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A New Years Spark

Originally posted by unicornships

Pairing: Alec McDowell x Reader

Summary: It's New Year's Eve and Alec seeks you out, hoping to ignite a spark.

Word Count: 770

A/N: Set in the Dark Angel universe. In a post pulse broken world.

Warnings/Tags: None really, just Joshua being a cockblock.

Crash was packed. Seems like everyone in the Sector turned out for their New Year's Eve celebration.

Alec made his way through the mass of people, heading towards the bar. Scanning the crowd as he went.

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So Close - Russell Shaw x Female Reader

Originally posted by screwbellie

Summary: You meet Colter and Russell at the morgue to help them gain access. Had you known how this was really going to go, you might have pushed Colter's call to voicemail.

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Thank You

Summary: A sweet bit of comfort for Dean.

Word Count: 414

Unbeta'd

The hunt ended with a vanquished monster, but not before two more innocents had been lost.

Once safe inside the bunker, Dean drops his duffel on the war room table and, without pausing, heads straight for the bar cart. Sullenly, you do the same, watching him reach for a bottle, chin tucked and shoulders slumped.

Heart aching, you step behind him, press a cheek to his back, and flatten your palms against his chest, holding him tight.

His entire body tenses, breath briefly stalled before being released on a heavy sigh, and a hand is placed over yours. Several minutes pass. The tremble in his hand stills, and his breath settles to a quiet, rhythmic pace.

When he shifts, you release him.

Turning, he asks, "What was that for?"

"For being you."

Before he can utter a disparaging word against himself, you grab his face, pull him to you, and kiss his forehead. "That's for saving the world and the people on it."

"I-"

Sliding a thumb over his lips, you shush him. "Learn how to accept gratitude."

Dean huffs. You kiss his cheek.

"Thank you for saving me from that demon and the fire."

Dean's gaze drops. You kiss his other cheek.

"Thank you for letting me make this my home all these years, even though you were annoyed when Sam first invited me here."

Dean tries to shake his head. You hold tight and kiss the tip of his nose.

"Thank you for taking the time to teach me how to be a better hunter and protect myself."

Dean rocks on his feet. You kiss the tip of his chin.

"Thank you for always being my hero."

Stepping back, you intend to give him his solitude, but an arm slips around your waist and a hand cradles the back of your head. The actions are filled with intent, but his eyes hold wariness, and the brush of his lips is hesitant.

Until you grip the back of his head, fingers grazing his nape.

Dean groans and his body shifts, tongue urgently seeking entrance, embrace tightening, crushing you to him, a longing emanating from him like he wants to disappear into your soul.

Blood pulsing in your ears, heart thudding in your chest, your words are barely a whisper between heavy breaths when he finally relinquishes your mouth. "What was that for?"

Dean smiles, kisses your forehead, each cheek, the tip of your nose, then your chin.

"I was tired of holding back."

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Old and New

Originally posted by xofemeraldstars

Dean x Reader
Summary: Old memories and sweet confessions ♡
Genre: Fluff, because he deserves it ♡

Dean is sitting on the floor with his back against the counter, an open box of old photos balanced between his knees. He flips through them one by one, half a lifetime running through his fingers too damn fast. If he’s being honest, it’s probably more than half, considering the way hunters usually go out.

He does this sometimes. When the present gets too heavy, when the future starts looking like one more fight he’s not sure he’ll win, he goes back, lets the past pull him in for a bit. A beer at his side, old pictures in his lap. And it comforts him somehow. 

He thinks maybe next time he does this, there’ll be more pictures. Newer ones. And that thought, barely there, is the only kind of optimism he allows.

His hand pauses on a photo of you. He takes a second with it and looks at your face – the bright eyes, the way you smile. He wonders if next time he flips through this box, there’ll be more pictures of you. He’d like that, more than he’ll say out loud.

“That’s a good picture," you say from the edge of the counter, and he looks up at you, half surprised by the sound of your voice.

“Didn't know you were back," he says, voice low. “Was about to start worrying.”

“Really?” A teasing smile settles on your lips. "'Cause Sam just told me you started worrying around 2 hours ago.”

He surprises you by not denying it. He just hums, low in his chest, and looks back at the pictures. “You know I don’t like him,” he mutters. And somehow, that’s explanation enough. More than you usually get anyway. 

“You know what Sam says about that?”

"What?” he replies, looking back at you and raising his eyebrows. "That it's none of my business who you date?”

"That you're just jealous," you tease him again.

He doesn’t miss a beat. “Never said I wasn’t.” Then he turns back around, leaving your heart to do somersaults in your chest.

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Third Wheel

Bingo fic #7!!

You’re going out with Curt, finally trying to move on from your crush on Beau Arlen. But guess who shows up uninvited? Written for @jacklesversebingo - the prompt for this one was ‘Ruined First Date.’ Hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Beau Arlen x Reader

Word Count: 3757

Warnings: Nothing but some mild smut 😉

You remove your jacket and hang it over your arm as you wait near the entrance of the restaurant. It’s one of the more elegant places in Helena – not big city elegant, but at least it doesn’t have a pool table and jukebox. Your date, Curt, had dropped you off at the door, since it was drizzling rain outside, so points for him on being considerate. It’s your first date with him, and you don’t really know him well, so it’s nice to know he has that going for him.

Curt is an attractive guy – dark hair, glasses, brown eyes, a nice smile. He’s not panty-dropping gorgeous like… You sigh, aiming a stern mental ‘Stop it!’ at yourself. You are deliberately going out with someone to stop thinking about the one you can’t seem to stop thinking about, even though you know you need to stop thinking about him. Beau Arlen.

You met him through your friends, Jenny and Cassie, almost a year ago. Jenny works with him at the Sheriff’s office – he replaced former Sheriff Tubbs – and Cassie has been buddies with him since he moved to Montana, after she helped him fix his Jeep. And, of course, she works with cops in her private investigator job. So your little group had begun to include him when you went out for drinks, or out to eat, or hung out to watch movies. And he’s been the bane of your existence ever since.

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