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made a very competitive bet with this kid that i could win in a game of bowling. i have never bowled in my life. if any of my mutuals happen to be experts at bowling you should send me advice please for the love of god i cant lose my dignity will be crushed like a something that crushes easily
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-:“Can we share?” Ice cream prompts-:
(It’s summer, so I gotta do this. Tag me!)
By @me-writes-prompts
“I wanna try yours.”
“Hey, no fair! You have more sprinkles than mine!”
“I can’t sleep, can we have ice cream?” “I was about to say that.”
^^Midnight ice cream dates
“Wait, wait, wait, this is melting, omg.” “I told you to eat it right away, you idiot.”
One of them is crying while watching a movie, the other one brings them ice cream to soothe them.
“I’m so hot-” “I know.” “Let’s get ice cream.” “Oh, you meant it that way…” (*blushes*)
“Your ice cream looks delicious, let me try.” “We have the exact same ice cream, for god’s sake!”
^^Grumbling but letting the other one try their ice cream, anyway :)
“What flavor are you getting?” “Chocolate. And strawberry, and also vanilla and-” “I think that’s enough, babe.”
^^Listing off every flavor the store has, because they want to try everything.
It’s been a hot day, and they could really use some ice cream with blasting air conditioner.
#imagine your otp#otp prompts#otp writing#otp#prompt list#writers on tumblr#story prompt#writeblr#writing prompts#dialogue prompts#romance prompts#love prompts#writing ideas#otp ideas#otp meme#otp tropes#fluff#fluff prompts#ice cream#writing inspiration#writing#writer prompts#soft prompts#summer prompts#otp things#romance writing#creative writing#write#scenarios#me-writes-prompts
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takes that are like ‘cersei is mentally a little baby and tyrion’s a political evil genius’ piss me off soooo bad because i think they do both characters a disservice. cersei’s intelligent but frequently blinded by her own hubris and delusions as is tyrion!! that’s the point they’re not so different compare for a moment the schemes cersei fumbles to the schemes tyrion fumbles. she’s the girl he’s the disabled second son they have had to acquire the same kind of skills to navigate society!! cersei and jaime are twins superficially exactly alike but jaime as the ideal son and heir did not need to develop the kind of intelligence cersei and tyrion have. i’m not saying he’s stupid he’s clever he’s got the same sense of humour as tyrion but his role in the others schemes is invariably when my brother gets back he’s going to kill your ass he’s not a schemer. the lannisters are supposed to be compared and contrasted you could make the case for any pair being the most similar
#also purely doylist for a sec here partly jaime and tyrion think so similarly because it immediately familiarises jaime to the reader#once his chapters start. you’ve already read tyrion’s chapters in agot and acok the moment jaime starts getting more focus you go oh he’s#like tyrion. and you like tyrion! thing tv show nailed he gets more dialogue in s3 and anyone could go that’s something tyrion would say#asoiaf#a song of ice and fire#valyrianscrolls#jaime lannister#cersei lannister#tyrion lannister
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𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐏𝐆-𝟏𝟑 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒
Random general RP prompts, without cursing, requested by anon. Feel free to edit pronouns / etc. to make them more fitting !
“Oh my god, what is that !?”
“You should have seen them. I could hardly breathe with their ego taking up all the space in the room.”
“Hey, hey, stop. I literally have no idea of what you're talking about. How about you start from the beginning? Or at least put a subject in your sentences.”
“C'mon, who never had a ‘spaghetti coming out of the nose’ moment?”
“You insufferable...piece of...rotten lemon pie!”
“Do as I say and not as I do. For real, though. You don't want to do what I do. I don't want to do what I do.”
“I thought I’d never set foot in a place like this, but here we are. Congratulations on making my life a little more miserable.”
“Sometimes I wonder why I even bother. I might as well be talking to myself. I surely listen more to myself than you do.”
“Keep up the cocky act, it’ll only make you lose faster.”
“From where I’m standing, you’re the one who should be worrying.”
“Give me some credit. I know that I’m not a good person, but I like thinking that I can be a decent friend.”
“The only thing I trust humans with is dying when you shoot them.”
“How can you be vulnerable with someone who has shut you out over and over?”
“Yeah, not buying it. What is it that you truly want?”
“You know, now I have to challenge you at a drinking game.”
“Absolutely not. Don’t even think about it.”
“...Maybe I just need a real break.”
“I’d say that it’s nice to meet you, but maybe the circumstances could have been more…ideal.”
“You can’t be serious! Don’t you see what’s at stake here?!”
“Oh Lord, you gotta be kidding me. This will take forever.”
“Have you tried telling them that? It’s easy to forget that not everyone grieves in the same way.”
“Look at you, showing some actual good taste. I’m almost impressed.”
“Let’s skip over you judging me and talk business. Will you or won’t you?”
“Don’t get funny ideas. I’m just choosing the lesser evil.”
“Oh yeah? So, what? Are you saying that my problems will miraculously fix themselves, if I talk about them?”
“Let’s bet on it. The winner gets to make the loser do one thing. Whatever they want, no limits.”
“You must be really bored if this is how you chose to spend your night.”
“Patience, [name]. I thought you liked surprises.”
“I really wouldn't do that, if I were you.”
“Anything you’d like to say to plead your case?”
#rp meme#rp memes#memes#dialogue prompts#roleplay meme#starter meme#roleplay resources#rp prompts#owl's memes#ic memes#interaction memes
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“Earthbending and waterbending are the same thing.”
“WTF? No.”
“Sure they are. Water is just melted rock, the same as lava.”
“No, it’s—”
“Ice is a rock.”
“What.”
“The experts agree. It’s naturally occurring, solid, has an organized crystal structure, and has a well-defined chemical composition.”
“But — okay, even if I accept that, which is a big ‘if’ — that’s the same as saying that waterbending is also airbending just because water can evaporate into a gas.”
“Correct.”
“Wait, what?”
“There’s no functional difference. It’s all manipulation of tangible things through willpower alone. Fire is from a different power set entirely.”
“Dare I ask why?”
“Fire is a thing that happens, not a thing that you can scoop into a jar. It projects from a source temporarily. Controlling fire involves manipulation of light, heat, and localized destruction all at the same time. Not every type of heat or destruction, but if you think about it, all light either comes from a sun or from tame lightning.”
“Hold on, so then—”
“A fully trained firebender can glow like a flashlight, incinerate things on the spot, and give you a wicked case of sunburn with radiation that you can’t see. Oh, and if they have enough finesse, they can split their light into rainbows. That’s my favorite firebending skill.”
“I need to sit down.”
“Welcome to Magic 101! I hope you’re taking notes.”
#have a random bit of dialogue#which would make for a fascinating magic system#worldbuilding#I was talking to Stone about how LCD screens are liquid crystal#and therefore a rock element item#instead of water-liquid#because of another post I'd seen#then this happened#I had an idea and wrote this out#free story idea!#have fun#I'd love to read it#magic#earthbending#etc#ice is rocks#and we're all lava monsters#writblr
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Hey! Hope your having a good day! If you want to, could you do a story where a supervillain typically goes easy on a group of rookie heroes, as he usually fights them just for fun, and could destroy them if he wanted.
He just lets them think they can beat him.
Then, something happens (maybe they cross a line, and one of the heroes tries to stop their team from crossing that line but they don't listen) where the supervillain shows them just how powerful he actually is?
Sure. Do you mind if we stop for ice cream?
*
A Taste of Revenge
“You’ll never get away with this!” yelled one of the three Heroes from afar.
Supervillain smiled and just waved at them while flames and energy beams hit his forcefield without leaving a scratch. It was, in fact, the third time this month he was getting away with this.
The heroes were all new, of course. The town was too little for the closest hero agency to care about what was happening here, so they’d only sent their three youngest. Sometimes they popped in while he was minding his business. They always thought they’d found a way to break through his defenses, and were always wrong. He didn’t care much, amused by these three overgrown teenagers who were looking equally embarrassed and proud of their muscles, trying to speak loud to cover their awkwardness. There was no use hurting them. The hero agency would have sent someone competent in their place. If Supervillain was only mildly inconvenienced by them, and they were convinced to gloriously fight against evil, everyone was happy.
It was sunset. There was no time to sleep before another night’s work, but enough to take a break. Supervillain went home, put his citizen clothes on, called his cat who jumped on his shoulders, and went in his favorite ice cream shop. Coincidentally, it had a magnificent view on the shiny new heroes headquarters.
The door bell rang. The shop owner raised her head and smiled at him. He was a usual customer.
“Hello, Citizen.”
“Hello, sir. Hello to you two,” she added, nodding politely to his pet.
Supervillain smiled in return. To make sure he wouldn’t be ever recognized, he’d gotten a cat. Mister Whiskers was more than happy to follow him in his ice cream adventures, especially since Supervillain was the one who walked for them both. People asked to pet the kitty sometimes, but never gave his face a second glance.
“What will you take, sir?”
Supervillain pondered for a moment, answering then:
“When I was eight, my mother took me to see the ocean for the first time. I want three scoops of that memory flavor in a cup, please.”
“Right away, sir.”
She took a cup that she filled three times with white ice cream, then gently set her opened palms over it and closed her eyes. The scoops changed into a lovely turquoise. Mister Whiskers mewed with anticipation, opening and closing his mouth.
“And for the cat?”
“A kid scoop of Oyster-Caviar, lactose-free.”
She gave his orders to him. Supervillain thanked her and settled in his usual corner. While Mister Whiskers ate his own treat like he hadn’t already eaten thrice today, Supervillain took his time, glazing by the window. For the Heroes headquarters, it was the end of the day. Secretaries were pouring down the establishment. He looked at them with interest, wondering how many people was needed to manage three baby heroes. Sometimes they went in the ice cream shop, looking harassed, not giving him a second look. They never stayed long. It was just enough for him to memorize their faces and note their schedules.
Supervillain bit his lip to hide his smile when he saw the Heroic Trio getting out of the agency, their faces crumpled. Every time he saw them by the window, he wondered what would happen if they were coming here. Today, he realized that he was going to find out. After pausing, all three opened the door and went into the line that had been forming.
Supervillain took a spoonful of ice cream. It melted on his mouth as lightly as foam. It was a flavor of pure joy, with an aftertaste of melancholy. These holidays had not lasted long. Why rush his break, then? He was more than convinced that he wouldn’t get noticed, and if he was, well, that was too bad for the customers. Most of them didn’t linger anyway. They thanked Citizen and went out, hastily eating out outside, maybe because the Heroic Trio grumbled louder and louder about the wait. The line went down quickly until the moment a little boy asked for a cone.
“I can make all the flavors you want in the world, young man,” said Citizen. “Every memory, every feeling, every object, the weather, time itself, everything has a taste.”
The little boy thought long and hard, reading out loud the suggestions. After fifteen minutes, he made his choice:
“Chocolate.”
Ignoring the loud groans behind, he was about to merrily go out, when one of the heroes caught him by the shirt:
“You haven’t paid, kid.”
“She gives it to me for free,” explained the boy, pointing at Citizen.
“Really? Why is that?”
The kid shrugged, licking his cone.
“Sometimes, I do the dishes.”
“He’s right,” intervened the shop owner. “He’s done nothing wrong, let him go.”
Hero released the kid, who went away trotting and licking his prize, and turned back to the owner with a frowning face:
“What sort of business are you running here?”
Citizen raised an eyebrow:
“I don’t understand.”
“Do you see these suits, ma’am?”
“Well, yes-”
“That means we’re heroes. He-roes, you understand? We protect you all day, putting our lives in danger for you. We’ve just escaped the most dangerous criminal of this town. We’d like to give us a little respect.”
“But I didn’t-”
“You made us wait to indulge a kid who can take anything he wants? It’s bad business practice. Terrible, even. How can you make profits like that? It’s a wonder this shop is still open.”
The three heroes towering over her, the woman tried to look at Supervillain, the only customer remaining, but he avoided his gaze. He wasn’t about to blow his cover for that. Furthermore, Mister Whiskers had finished his cup and was now interested in Supervillain’s ice cream. He put it away, but as he avoided the cat’s insistent paws, he was still listening to the conversation, quietly readjusting his perception of his self-proclaimed foes. Kids they were, but bullies are of every age. He heard them making their choice (one Nova scoop, two Oncoming Storm scoops, one First Prize cup), and refusing to pay.
“ If you give free food to the bloody kid, I think you can afford to give us a free pass, too.”
The shop owner made the effort to laugh, throwing her red braid off her shoulder.
“You have a good sense of humor,” she said politely.
“I’m not joking.”
Ah, thought Supervillain, there you go. Citizen raised her tone, but they laughed at her:
“What are you going to do, use your power?”
“That’s not our fault if all you can do is ice-cream flavor', said another. “I’m sorry you can’t be a Hero, but not everyone is born equal, don’t take it on us.”
Supervillain stared at his blue ice cream melting, waiting for the shop seller to burst in tears and give in. That didn’t happen. Instead, she clenched her fists and said:
“I am more useful than you.”
The booming laughter of the Heroic trio filled the room, but the shop owner was fed up. She hit the counter with her little hand and yelled, covering their voices:
“I feed children who are hungry. I give people the taste of things they’ve forgotten and can’t have otherwise. I give people shelter when they need it. You’ve just set foot in the neighborhood and do nothing but cause property damage. I am the better Hero. Now get out of my shop.”
The laughs died out. With a stony face, one of the heroes went behind the counter, pushing her away, and took their orders by force.
“Keep telling yourself that,” he said.
The doorbell rang when they left. A heavy silence fell.
The shop seller rocked slightly on her heels, burying her face in her hands. Supervillain looked at her, then at his now melted ice cream. His mom had offered him to see the ocean to cheer him up. He remembered why, too. Because of the day before. A school day. A bitter taste in his mouth. The wall behind his back. Kids with frowning looks and mocking smiles.
“Forcefield is not even a real power.”
“You’re so uncool.”
“What can you do, uh? Hiding like the coward you are?”
Supervillain sighed, shaking his head. No, that wouldn’t do at all.
He stood up, holding out a handkerchief to the ice cream seller. She took it without looking at him. While she blew her nose, he turned his eyes towards the Hero headquarters, looking at the Heroic Trio walking away.
“They’re kids,” he said. “They don’t know a lot of things.”
“That doesn’t give them an excuse to-”
“I know. They have no respect for powers that aren’t flashy enough for them. They’re the kind of people thinking that forcefields are for defense only.”
He smiled. All the windows on the first floor of the Hero headquarters exploded.
People screamed in the streets. The Heroic Trio came back running despite the glass shards flying, trying to localize the culprit.
“They have no imagination,” he explained pleasantly at the shop owner, who was looking at the scene with wide eyes. “They don’t know how impenetrable shields that can be projected from everywhere could be used otherwise.”
He glanced at the building now cut in two, shaking his head:
“I mean, how can they realize that this kind of shield could pierce any matter like a knife through hot butter?”
The heroes wanted to rush towards the headquarters, but bounced back. The forceshield was now covering the whole building, slightly buzzing. It didn’t stop there. It got tighter and tighter until the walls cracked and collapsed under the pressure.
“People inside-” squeaked Citizen.
“It’s the end of the day, my dear.”
The heroic trio was running around, getting people away, swearing and not knowing what to do. The forcefield didn’t vanish until the building was in ruins. Only then Supervillain turned towards the show owner. She flinched hard, but he only pulled out his wallet.
“Now, how much do we owe you?”
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#hero x villain#hero villain community#writeblr#writers on tumblr#villain and hero#heroes and villains#hero and villain#original fiction#my writing#writing snippet#writing dialogue#creative writing#writers#writing community#original character#hero and villain community#hero x villain community#heroes and villains community#villain x hero#oc#villain prompt#apparently lactose-free ice creams for cats exist#I already knew that oyster-caviar flavor exists and it is nasty I do not recommend
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I need to know how many of y’all have had (or at least heard of) snow cream. for context I live in the south (I’ve never been elsewhere) and snow cream is either deeply beloved or hated depending on who you’re talking to here
also before anyone says anything about “you don’t know what’s in the snow” people tend to leave a bowl outside to collect fresh snow so it hasn’t touched any dirt, as for snow itself being bad to consume: I just don’t care
#deity dialogue#I’ve personally had it before#the micro plastics are already here may as well add whatever is in the ice cream#if you are a jerk in this post (people tend to be) I will publicly shame and then block you I’m not joking I won’t hesitate this is not the#pvp website some of y’all are just assholes for no reason.
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Girl, help, the book authors are trying too hard to be "hip" with the fleeting "teen lingo" and trends again, immediately dating their works before they're even released
#eye twitching seeing certain modern slang in for real published books unironically#tiktokian slang that is out of date within weeks#it's a pet peeve of mine but so is modern books mentioning tiktok or stuff at all esp. when not relevant in general#god it pulls you out of the illusion#turns it into this very set in stone time frame rather than letting it just be or resonate on its own which is fine sometimes if natural#you can't avoid some mentions of some things when setting it today but in these cases it's so forced#hello fellow kidz.jpeg vibe in book form#books#this isn't even specific to ya books i've seen it in adult books as well#booklr#petty as i am i once stopped reading a first chapter excerpt for mentioning spotify by name on page 1 i'm sorry#this other book though oh they've used online phrases and boomer insult 3 times and brought up tiktok twice it's on thin f-ing ice#ignore me i'm petty but don't ignore me because this is a legit problem in the media industry#don't even get me started on text speak in the dialogue or texting sections yeah#it's not quite as bad if it's some fake variation of an app or just generic about being online but mentioning by name oh i'm gonna explode#most times anyway#i have yet to see it handled well#this was about slang though so tangent but !! gaah
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I hope you all get better soon... gives them all warm blankets, would Horror like some ice cream too?
I don't know what his favourite flavour is so i got vanilla, chocolate and strawberry, i'm sorry if he doesn't like them
(they shared the ice cream)
#killer sans#cross sans#horror sans#nightmare sans#dust sans#Killer probably made a joke about his broken skull (dialogue)#Killer likes strawberry Cross likes chocolate Dust likes vanilla Horror likes pistachio#Horror isn't picky though he probably had some vanilla and strawberry#they're running low on supplies (can't go out) so the food is very appreciated#Nightmare probably particularly appreciates there being ice cream (neutral) instead of nice cream (positive) tbh#queue
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#DSD577art#There was no Character popsicle day#so I'll settle for today#which is Ice cream day#as a kid I remember those Danny pops were impossible to get! always out of stock...#My sister actually had one ONCE#She don't remember the flavor though#In the world of DP perhaps Jack would be responsible for marketing them#If not him then some tourist attraction definitely would#Here we have Ember being a bug (in a loving way)#one of her love languages towards Skulk#I got dialogue for this#Skulker: Baby when I said I wanted his head on a stick... This is not what I meant.#Ember: Quit pouting! And bite his head off.#it's been awhile since drawing these two...#gotta draw them more often#Hunter's Flame#Danny Phantom
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Gifs of Eliot that no one asked for but I made them anyway (19/?)
#leverage#eliot spencer#christian kane#alec hardison#aldis hodge#the ice man job#yeah there's dialogue missing but only wanted the end bit#and i'm a lazy gif maker 😂
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*sends them off to Unova for their umpteenth honeymoon in my school's clubhouse room*
#best $35 i've spent in my life hands down#the sheer joy i felt when i read the words 'my dear hass'........ it's like an ice cold bottle of dr pepper for me#also i can't get over the fact that brassius says that hassel was 'born to be a teacher'#when you KNOW brassius knows how long hassel's family has been trying to convince hassel what they think he was 'born' to do#it just makes the way they positively changed one another's lives all the more apparent and aGgGGGgHgGh iT GETS TO ME#i mean we already knew they loved each other deeply bUT NOW WE GET TO SEE EVEN MORE#don't get me started on the fact that they talk about the other in their optional dialogue....#brassius talking about how lucky you are to take hassel's classes and hassel talking about seeing brassius on the billboards in levincia...#aGGHGhgh POKÉMON WROTE SOME GOOD GAYS RIGHT HERE#also. love my new little dragon friend hydrapple. of course........ i will share yache berries with the apple dragon.#okay gotta do some bbqs to unlock them again since i reset the game to screenrecord all of their dialogue 😔🙏#pokemon#pokemon scarlet and violet#brassius#hassel#ephemeralartshipping#hassius#pokemon brassius#pokemon hassel#hydrapple#flygon used sketch
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I hate them!!
#myart#bfdi#bfb#tpot#freesmart#ice cube bfdi#book bfdi#winner bfdi#book nonbinary headcanon. because theyre just like me fr#this is my first time drawing winner what a silly thang#do u like what i did with the dialogue bubbles.........
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baja blast claims the life of yet another medieval peasant futuristic time-traveler
#my art#digital art#deadpool#wade wilson#nathan summers#cablepool#canon cable death number ???#smh i bet he cant even handle dairy queen ice cream#has half a serving and is on bed rest for the whole day#who needs dialogue when you can just use images#amiright guys?
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She smiled and took his hand. "I have my connections, at least in the gallery world."
"You clean up a little too well, chap. My, my. Now, now, Indulge me? Are you a red, white, or rosé?"
~S.M.
Connections, huh? How intriguing... You seem very much a woman of ambition, and if I may, that is quite the attractive quality. Not to mention that you, yourself, look just as stunning tonight, Miss.
I'd say I tend to prefer red wine, but I'm open to whatever there is. How about you?
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My Vitya brain rot is on high rn. Katsuki Yuuri is lucky man
#victor x yuuri#victurri#viktuuri#victor nikiforov#viktor nikiforov#fanart#digital art#yoi fandom#yoi#yuri on ice#my Russian is so bad#so ya know#take his dialogue as vague as possible#victor nikiforov is a good cook and you can pry that out of my cold dead hands#victor nikiforov headcanons#yoi headcanon
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