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aki-natsuko · 9 months
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As I'm brushing off all the dust on my writing I'm bring back an old classic of the 5 sentence drabble requests. Just send me: Character(s)/Pairing + A Prompt You can check my AO3 to see which fandoms I've written for. Or if in doubt shoot me an ask.
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rizziedizzie · 1 year
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(Don't tell me I drew the tsum wrong I'm tired and it was the easiest way to draw it + I drew the mushrooms, floor, and dirt weirdly😭😞)
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sailoreuterpe · 18 days
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Ship: Makoami Prompt: Coffee 😳👉👈
"If you drink any more of that, you'll never get to sleep tonight," Makoto murmurs into Ami's hair.
Ami ignores her wife and takes another giant, noisy gulp of coffee.
Makoto sighs in affectionate defeat. "At least let me make you a new pot."
Ami smiles and lifts her face for her victor's kiss.
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red-flagging · 3 months
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Sewis - Rhythm of Your Love
(send me a title and i'll give you a 5 sentence* fic)
"Seb," Lewis's muffled voice says, a rhythmic thumping coming from the trailer door for the fifth time in as many minutes, "Seb, I know you're in there, come on."
"No," Sebastian says out loud into his pillow, and even to his own ears, his voice sounds horribly petulant, but–fuck, he deserves to be, after this race. Fuck Austria, and fuck the SF1000, and Binotto, and Christian for finding him after the race just to clap him on the back and say, "Tough bit of luck, eh?" – and fuck himself, too, for looking over at the RB16 in parc fermé and thinking for one treacherous moment, what if, what if, what if–
"Seb," Lewis says, "I'm not leaving until you open this door." His voice is equal parts concerned and exasperated, the sound of it as familiar as Seb's own heartbeat. As stupidly, stubbornly persistent as his own heart, too, with the way it bashes itself against closed doors and refuses to leave well enough alone and surfaces in front of him, day after day after year after year, even when he's done nothing to keep it coming back.
He waits a second longer anyways, just in case Lewis has let his better judgement win out and is going to leave him to wallow in peace after all–
Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap, Lewis's hand on the door says again, and Sebastian groans into the pillow and pushes himself up to go let him in.
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badassindistress · 10 months
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"A worm?" cried Mr Darcy "Bingley, I doubt we could hold a conversation."
Charles Bingley's cheerful conversation was something Darcy ordinarily valued greatly. It was only occasionally, generally after a particularly harrowing examination, that his conversation turned exceedingly silly.
Nonetheless, Bingley's pleading eyes were fixed on Darcy where he was still dutifully studying and Darcy felt he owed it to his young friend to reply. However, a reply did not mean he needed to indulge this nonsense any further.
"I hope I am not overly fastidious," he said sternly, "but I'm afraid that indeed, my good opinion of you must necessarily decline, if you were a worm."
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fabledresources · 2 years
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𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒  ( 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 )
the final set of prompts pulled from taylor swift’s newest album, midnights. a few prompts might have been split up to make more sense in a rp sense, but most remain unchanged. enjoy <3
𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒
turns out it was that guy you hooked up with ages ago, some wannabe z-lister.
all the outfits were terrible.
did you see the photos?
i'm so in love that i might stop breathing.
privacy sign on the door, and on my page, and on the whole world-
romance is not dead if you keep it just yours.
sit quiet by my side in the shade.
i want to brainwash you into loving me forever.
i want to transport you to somewhere the culture's clever.
𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘
you said i was freeloading.
i didn't know you were keeping count.
put on your records and regret me.
i bent the truth too far tonight.
i was dancing around it.
i'd pay if you'd just know me.
seemed like the right thing at the time.
you know, there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love
there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love. the slowest way is never loving them enough.
𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇
we were supposed to be just friends.
you don't live in my part of town, but maybe i'll see you out some weekend.
i think there's been a glitch.
i was supposed to sweat you out.
i'd go back to wanting dudes who give nothing.
i thought we had no chance.
𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃'𝐕𝐄, 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃'𝐕𝐄, 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃'𝐕𝐄
all i used to do was pray
god's honest truth is that the pain was heaven.
now that i'm grown, i'm scared of ghosts.
memories feel like weapons.
now that i know, i wish you'd left me wondering.
i miss who i used to be.
i can’t let this go.
i fight with you in my sleep
the wound won't close.
i keep on waiting for a sign.
i regret you all the time.
if clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts.
𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑
if it feels like a trap, you're already in one.
get out your map, pick somewhere, and just run.
desert all your past lives.
if you don't recognize yourself, that means you did it right.
never take advice from someone who's falling apart.
bend where you can, snap when you have to.
you don't have to answer, just 'cause they asked you.
the greatest of luxuries is your secrets.
when you aim at the devil, make sure you don't miss.
i prefer hiding in plain sight.
you wouldn't take my word for it.
my friends found friends who care.
you should find another guiding light.
𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓
i washed my hands of us at the club.
you made a mess of me.
i pictured you with other girls in love, then threw up on the street.
they say that if it's right, you know.
each bar plays our song.
nothing has ever felt so wrong.
‘ love is a lie, ’ shit my friends say to get me by.
oh, my, love is a lie.
it hits different this time.
movin' on was always easy for me to do.
it hits different 'cause it's you.
i used to switch out these kens, i'd just ghost.
rip the band-aid off and skip town likе an asshole outlaw.
the sun burns my heart, and the sand hurts my feelings.
i never don’t cry at the bar.
my sadness is contagious.
i slur your name 'til someone puts me in a car.
i stopped receiving invitations.
i find the artifacts, cried over a hat.
i cursed the space that i needed.
i trace the evidence, make it make some sense.
you were the one that i loved.
don't need another metaphor, it's simple enough.
this is why they shouldn't kill off the main guy.
i felt you and i held you for a while.
bet i could still melt your world.
i heard your key turn in the door down the hallway.
is that your key in the door?
is it okay? is it you?
have they come to take me away?
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maskedchip · 8 months
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oc doodle dump. they have been in my brain since 2019
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Guess who's back on her nonsense?
✨me✨
aka skz as @ao3-crack posts, shoot #2 part 1
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aki-natsuko · 1 year
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May I have a 5 sentence drabble request of NagaShiro + the aftermath where Shiro got rescued from getting kidnapped by Nagare's previous enemy when he used to be the Green King... and hi again, it's been two years 😆
Nagare knows better than anyone that Shiro is far from fragile, and yet that is the word that lingers in the forefront of his mind as he enters the room where his partner had been settled. Shiro looks better than he did earlier, the blood and filth from where he had clearly given his captors a hard time and paid for it had been washed, and some of the damage is hidden now by bandages that seem to have more colour than his skin. It doesn’t hide the bruises, purple and black, yellow and green, or the abrasions, and as Nagare reaches the side of the bed, reaching out to ghost a finger over a particularly dark bruise, golden eyes blink open and despite everything Shiro smiles at him.
“Nagare…”
“I’m sorry.” Apologies still don’t come easy to him, and Shiro is the only one that would hear such words openly from his lips. But, right now they drip out, blood from a wound that can’t be seen and won’t heal until Shiro is well again, and those that had taken him and hurt him, all to get at Nagare have been dealt with. Shiro blinks, shifts and grimaces, and Nagare flinches and knows the movement has been noticed when those gold eyes narrow.
“This wasn’t your fault.”
“Yes, it was. It was my games, my actions that sent them after you,” Nagare and Shiro have made a complicated peace with the past, choosing the future over old scars and wrongs. Yet, the past has ever been reluctant to let them go. “They should have come for me.” They will now, Nagare added privately, he and the others had made sure of that. He might not be a King anymore, but he had allies and means to get the message across, and with Shiro on the line he had used everything he had it his disposal.
“Then we would still be in this situation,” Shiro murmured. “One of us injured in bed, and the other heavy with guilt. No matter, which way you play the game, the odds were against us this time and that’s not your fault or mine, we were…complacent.”
“This wasn’t a game,” Nagare spat, the word sour in his mouth, because he had played those kinds of games once. Revelled in them even, and Shiro knew that…and was forgiving him.
“No, it wasn’t,” Shiro agrees, voice mild, as though they weren’t talking about the fact that he had been kidnapped and injured. As though his face didn’t pinch as he shifted so that he could reach out and tangle his fingers with Nagare, who was startled to realise he was shaking, or perhaps they both were, because Shiro’s grip was almost painful in it’s intensity. “But, it also wasn’t your fault.”
“But…”
“And even if it was,” Shiro cut across him, and Nagare scowled – he had never liked being interrupted, but there was a sternness now in Shiro’s expression. A demand for him to listen to what he was saying, and take in the words. “Even if it was your fault… You were the one that came for me. It was your voice I heard first. And Nagare?” He paused, waiting for Nagare to meet his gaze. “That makes all the difference, so thank you.”
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fazfacts · 8 months
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TYKE & SONS LUMBER CO. SENTENCE STARTERS!
feel free to change these as needed.
❝ Well, little [___], the day has come! ❞
❝ No, not the beginning of summer or your coming of age, but me throwing you out on your ear! ❞
❝ That's what my father said to me when I was your age. ❞
❝ No one knows where [they] went. Really weird, if you ask me. ❞
❝ You'll soon be let free from this prison you call "home." ❞
❝ It's time for you to explore the world. ❞
❝ I'm going to be watching you from a safe distance. ❞
❝ I am a professional. ❞
❝ Now, get lost. ❞
❝ This is your time to shine! ❞
❝ Promise to make me a proud [parent], will ya? ❞
❝ This is as important as me teaching you how to walk on two legs. ❞
❝ I need a Mixchiato to-go, quick! ❞
❝ I ordered a Mixchiato, not a regular coffee. You really need to listen closely. ❞
❝ I expected more of you. ❞
❝ For real, if you fail this, I will ground you forever. ❞
❝ I would help, but I'm waaay too busy complaining over the simple things in life. Like weird-tasting coffee. ❞
❝ Now go! Go and make me proud! ❞
❝ The moral of the story is that you can make cocktails, even without the ice. ❞
❝ [___] is going to ruin the whole thing for me. [They] will expose me. ❞
❝ I can't let that happen. ❞
❝ I have to get rid of [them]. ❞
❝ That won't be too much of a problem. I've done similar things before. ❞
❝ I will continue to take care of those who find out more than they need to know. ❞
❝ I'm a mastermind. I can't fail. ❞
❝ Did I just have a stroke? I actually forgot my name. ❞
❝ I'm gonna get you, [___]! ❞
❝ I'm always ahead of you, you little brat! ❞
❝ Tomorrow is another day, where I hope nothing unexpected happens. ❞
❝ Please don't make this difficult. ❞
❝ What's a car? ❞
❝ Move now or I will take out the taser. ❞
❝ [___], do something! ❞
❝ Don't drag your [child] into this. ❞
❝ And that, [son], is how you avoid the cops. ❞
❝ Something isn't right. I really don't recall doing something illegal this time. ❞
❝ We need to get to the bottom of this. ❞
❝ YOU need to get to the bottom of this. Because I'm old. ❞
❝ Who told you that I would actually pay you with money? ❞
❝ Bad things happen from time to time. I'm just happy that I'm still alive. ❞
❝ Go take a look. You will like what's down there. ❞
❝ Listen, I need your help again. ❞
❝ You still owe me one after the coffee incident yesterday. ❞
❝ Go fight the robot. Or make it go away. I don't care. ❞
❝ Something happened that really upset me. ❞
❝ I was supposed to get trashed, yet I am working perfectly fine. ❞
❝ I woke up here in the dump this morning. ❞
❝ You animals wanted to trash me. ❞
❝ Look at my six-pack. I'm ripped. RIPPED! ❞
❝ I am going to crush you. I'm going to smash you to the ground, sit on you, tear you apart, and make lumber out of you. ❞
❝ You think you can stop me? ❞
❝ I knew you could do it! ❞
❝ Overall, a pretty neat battle. I give it a seven out of ten. ❞
❝ I was young once, too. I know what's hip. ❞
❝ I would strangle you if I could. ❞
❝ Nobody can ever know what my deal is. ❞
❝ Ahahahahahaha! I'm so evil! ❞
❝ Where have you been!? I was slightly worried. ❞
❝ I have something interesting to show you. ❞
❝ That's it! You're under arrest for sleep disturbance and murder! ❞
❝ Murder? Since when is that a topic? ❞
❝ Man, we really need a television. ❞
❝ Oh, [___]. Violence isn't always the solution. ❞
❝ That's what your mother would say. ❞
❝ That was a sick move. Good [boy]. ❞
❝ What. ❞
❝ ...they all died...blah blah blah...screams...blah blah blah...magic creatures and all that stuff...blah... ❞
❝ And then I sold them on the black market because the company wasn't paying off. ❞
❝ I don't like unannounced visitors in here. Get out! ❞
❝ I didn't know who was the right person to turn to. ❞
❝ I was tricked, I tell you. ❞
❝ The day would come where I would have my revenge. ❞
❝ That's what actually happened, for real! ❞
❝ We had a fight afterwards and [they] THREW me out of the window. ❞
❝ I landed on my head and they had to give me a new body because I would have died. ❞
❝ I look like a Minecraft Creeper now. ❞
❝ He looks like something that died under my bed and was stored in my fridge. ❞
❝ Agh, I'm just not a bad person. ❞
❝ Oh, boy. I think we're in for a treat. ❞
❝ I do have an answer. Yes, I really do. The answer is very interesting, [___]. The answer is complex. However, I'm not gonna tell you what it is. ❞
❝ We know that we're the good guys, and that counts, I guess. ❞
❝ Good night, and don't let the monsters get you. Hahaha. ❞
❝ Seriously!? How dumb are you? ❞
❝ I came to the conclusion that the best solution was to just lure you down here, and that was easier than I thought. ❞
❝ Don't worry, I won't just kill you off. ❞
❝ You're trapped, after all. What can you do? ❞
❝ I just wanted to experience what it felt like to be the star, for at least a moment. ❞
❝ I've had it with you!!! ❞
❝ Wow! You need to teach me that! ❞
❝ Sorry for being such a weirdo. ❞
❝ It's not like there has been any lore, ever, that took more than five years to solve. ❞
❝ If anyone needs me, I'll be in the underground disco. ❞
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sailoreuterpe · 18 days
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BLT - Beach
"It's a myth, Teddy!" Bob exclaims, startling a flock of seagulls nearby.
Linda tries not to laugh; Teddy's in pain, after all.
Teddy hops around on one foot and almost falls over onto the dead jellyfish.
"If you really love me, Bob, you'll pee on my leg!"
"Oh my God."
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uncivilcivilservice · 11 months
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Armand/Daniel: "There was absolutely no way that stain was ever coming out."
Prompt fill from this post
"There was absolutely no way that stain was ever coming out."
"That's not the point and you know it" Daniel huffed, still holding the shredded remains of a faded band tee, from the first concert he ever attended back in 1969. Long before he had known that the undead really do walk among us, before interviews with strange men at strange hours, before years of running across the globe from the man who had just left him a trembling mess riding the dual high of the swoon and an orgasm, ruining the one piece of clothing Daniel still had from that time in the process.
It had been a stupid idea to wear it today, Daniel had to admit. With Armand's apparantly boundless enthusiasm for blenders still in full swing, it was naive to think that any item of clothing worn in the kitchen would be safe from an explosion consisting of squids ink, charcoal, caviar, coffee beans and soy sauce. The deep black stain stood out like a bruise on the faded grey of the t-shirt, just as they did on Daniel's face and body from sticky hands that had ripped the clothes from Daniel's body after their mild argument turned into a rather more heated affair.
Daniel shivered from the memory of what had taken place just minutes before. He could almost still feel Armand's teeth in his neck and chest where the wounds had been left to heal by the work of Daniel's mortal blood alone. He glanced over at Armand, still leaning against a kitchen cabinet, brow slightly furrowed as he studied Daniel, likely trying to figure out what combination of material gifts and sensory pleasures would convince him to drop the subject forever and move on from the ratty old fabric.
But Daniel had chosen this, hadn't he? From the night he met Louis he had been willing to leave behind everything he once loved and cared for to live beside these undead immortals and adopt their strange, messy way of life. Dropping the remains of fabric at his feet, Daniel walked over to Armand, cupping his cheek and kissing the endearing furrow in his brow.
"We need a shower, and possibly a whole new apartment."
Because that's what they did now. Leave the ruined and used up behind, and keep moving forward.
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stardustprompts · 8 months
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the texas chain saw massacre ( 1974 ) sentence starters change tenses/pronouns as needed !!  some lines have been edited for clarity / length / ease of roleplaying tw ;  death , murder , blood mention
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'it just means that saturn's a bad influence. it's just particularly a bad influence now because it's in retrograde.'
'people shouldn't kill animals for food.'
'it is possible we could talk about something else?'
'put the knife away.'
'there are moments when we cannot believe that what is happening is really true. pinch yourself and you may find out that it is.'
'you're liable to get hurt.'
'you don't want to go fooling around other folks property. some folks don't like it and they don't mind showing you.'
'you think that's blood?'
'you think that guy's just trying to scare us?'
'it looks like the birth place of bela lugosi.'
'hey, I'm scared.'
'if I have any more fun today, I don't think I'm going to be able to take it.'
'he's gonna kill you.'
'are you mad at me?'
'I'm just tired. it's been a long day.'
'everything means something, I guess.'
'quit goofing on me.'
'I'm not leaving here without (name).'
'I think we ought to go.'
'I don't think that's a good idea.'
'I thought I heard something.'
'what are you doing?'
'I told ya to stay away from that graveyard.'
'you can make them stop.'
'you can't let them kill me.'
'you're crazy!'
'I understand you ain't nothing.'
'I just can't take no pleasure in killin'.'
'there's just some things you gotta do. don't mean you have to like it.'
'it won't hurt a bit.'
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fantomette22 · 2 years
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I'm sorry I know I already asked but I'm the worst XD
Does someone have a plan or some kind of precise methodology ? or is it really random ? x)
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badassindistress · 10 months
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First sentence for fic:
It was not quite a matter of life and death, but it was one of lace and damask, which was equally dire.
It was not quite a matter of life and death, but it was one of lace and damask, which was equally dire.
The Fate of the Nation hung on a thread with inconvenient frequency, but never before had that thread been so annoyingly literal (and lacy).
If only the Grand Marshall hadn't been such a slight, stooped figure. If only his emergency last minute replacement hadn't been so admirably tall. And built like she could lift half the High Council on her entirely too broad shoulders.
If only she had been less gifted in the physical, the National Assembly room would not now be filled with stressed lacemakers and peevish embroiderers, hastily repairing the giant tear in the Ceremonial Robes (including delicate lace ruff) as the rest of the High Council fretted, the Third Minister stalled the visiting dignitaries by talking about architecture, and the newly minted Grand Marshall laughed bashfully as she attempted not to move a muscle, lest the sleeves of her damask robe fall off again.
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Space Channel 5 Sentence Starters
Adjust as necessary!
"No! Get your clutches off of me!" "Let's dance!" "With my new savvy and my funky moves, I'll get to the bottom of this." "You've been under a spell, wake up!" "Is that a tongue?!" "It's slimy, incredibly slimy…!" "Grooove evening!" "I'm gonna get him!" "I beat her!" " I'm feeling kinda funky…" "Look out, the base is falling apart! We've gotta jet!" "I can beat her, I feel it!" "I rule!" "I'm fantastic!" "I'll take you out!" "I kicked butt!" "We've defeated the singing robots!" "What? They've sprung back into the groove!" "This place is creeping with danger." "Ohhh….Not there…!" "Things are getting quite tingly in here…!" "Whatever happens, I'll give it a dance!" "Dance battle!" "Waltz battle!" "This conveyor belt's out of control!" "Not again…" "Dueling guitars!" "OShe's being forced to dance!" "Well, as I'm already here, I'll try and save him." "We beat them hands down!" "The rescue was an outstanding success!" "We beat them like you'll never believe!" "Super successful rescue!" "The rescue went perfectly!" "When have I ever lost….at dancing?" "We've rescued the President!" "Enough of your trash TV!" "Consider this mess cleaned!" "I got a funky feeling about this!" "We are unbeatable, baby!"
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