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misscrazyfangirl321 · 3 months
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Is there any trope quite like Person A, who has not been touched (at least kindly) in a very long time, and Person B reaching out and touching their face?
Some different ways this trope can play out:
Romantic
Platonic
Familial
Person B has no idea of the effect they're having on Person A
Person B is fully aware of what a big deal this is, hardly daring to breathe
It's a deliberate moment of tenderness, reaching out simply to touch
It's a casual moment, absently wiping a crumb from A's face
It's out of necessity; something has gone wrong, and now B has to patch A up
A is so overwhelmed they cannot even blink
A is so overwhelmed their eyes fall shut
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komaedamizuki · 4 months
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Character A: You look like you've fought 10 people and ran a mile to get here.
Character B: 12 people. 4 miles.
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Me when y’all call Tim and Jason “The Red’s” in your fanfics.
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promptlywritingideas · 9 months
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The villain meant to take over the world; instead, they caused a catastrophic apocalypse. In the aftermath, they find a familiar face: the hero, once presumed dead, but so very alive. Alive, but amnesiac, the villain realizes, in need of care, and with no idea the horrors the villain has caused.
And so they care for them, and dread the day the hero's memory returns.
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orangepanic · 11 months
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You know this happened at least once.
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Someone write this fic please.
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easy-as-a-and-b · 1 year
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Person C: So, are you and [Person B] just friends or what?
Person A: Well, don't tell anyone, but we're more than that.
Person C: Oh, really?
Person A: Yeah, we're best friends.
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thinkin about when two characters who got separated finally reunite after a bloody battle and they’re both wounded and deeply in need of medical care but all they can do is hold onto each other bc they’re so relieved the other is alive... (do not tag as sh*p)
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holyghostflo · 7 months
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The Power of Love
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Lyokobug and OddeNoir!
Now the question is... do we ship it?
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incorrectacotarwords · 11 months
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Feyre: wanna hear the best joke ever?
Lucien: what is it?
Feyre: my life! Because my life is a joke!
Lucien: don’t say that.
Feyre: Aw, that’s swee—
Lucien: It has to be funny to be a joke.
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rwac96 · 6 months
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Tolerance (Dragon Ball x RWBY Crossover)
*Pyrrha Nikos groaned, as she temporarily removed her circlet to wipe the sweat from her brow, while Shallot was gorging himself on the roasted meat of animals; as the pair were out camping*
Pyrrha: *annoyed* "Could you not eat like that?"
Shallot: *mouthful* "Emmf hmmf hmmph (Eat like what)?"
Pyrrha: *rolls her eyes* "Nevermind." *places her circlet back on*
Shallot: *blinks, swallowing his food* "Okay, I get the feeling that ya don't like me much."
Pyrrha: "Well, your demeanor is less to be desired, you idolize an arrogant, prideful, and racist war criminal, and don't get me started on your relationship with Weiss."
Shallot: *irritated* "Okay, one, it's not that bad! Two, Vegeta has reasons! Three, I could say the same about your weird relationship with your leader."
Pyrrha: *exhales* "We at least love one another, more than I could say about you and Weiss' tryst."
Shallot: *squints* "So...a fancy way of saying fuckbuddies? Wow, and I thought Weiss was judgy."
Pyrrha: *raises an eyebrow* "Maybe..."
Shallot: *scoffs* "Wanna hear what I think of you since you started this? You're a coward! And I don't mean as a fighter, I mean as someone who just constantly apologizes for shit that's not worth apologizin' for!"
Pyrrha: *turns to Shallot* "It's called being polite--!"
Shallot: "There's bein' polite, and then there's bein' a doormat! That's what you are, lady! The 'Invincible Girl', ha! What a laugh! It's easy to beat the hell outta people who use weapons all the time. Nobody's invincible, not you....or me."
Pyrrha: *furrows her brow once more* "I know that. Cinder gave me that grim reminder." *caresses the scar on her chest* "I suppose it's the pressure of being placed upon a pedestal."
Shallot: *blinks, picking up a roasted deer leg* "Duh, Miss Cereal Mascot." *takes a large bite out of the leg*
Pyrrha: "Though, I've learned to handle the pressure, while you're trying to set yourself up as a 'redeemer'."
Shallot: *stops eating* "Excuse me?"
Pyrrha: "Gohan told me about your situation, and you're trying to make up for the sins of your kin."
*The two fighters sat there silent, while Shallot chows down on his meal*
Pyrrha: "So, what if we don't hate each other as much as we used to?"
Shallot: *blinks* "You sayin' you've actually grown fond of me?"
Pyrrha: *exhales* "Don't push it. I just... tolerate you now."
Shallot: *shrugs* "I guess...I tolerate ya, too."
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denerturee · 1 year
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What was it really like 👀
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misscrazyfangirl321 · 7 months
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"I love you, but I have to tell you: you're a broken door."
".... What?"
"Completely and utterly unhinged."
".... That's fair, actually."
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welcometothewoes · 9 months
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Long angst-ish university AU prompt for your OTP
I keep thinking of a scenario where the inseparable high school sweethearts A and B end up going to different countries for university/college, and make the effort to keep in touch despite the long distance between them.
At first, they both keep spamming each other with pictures, finding the cultural tidbids endearing and fawning over their respective campuses, dorms and sightseeing spots, basking in their newfound independence - but as soon as classes start, they find less and less time for each other, and don't really have the time to keep tabs on one another anymore.
A has always been more outgoing of the two, so they fit right in from the start - they truly feel as though they've started LIVING, they rave about every lecture, they're constantly tagged in pictures of outings on social media and they find a part-time job as soon as the circumstances allow them to. They visit every nearby city in their new region, their Sunday nights go by as they (try to) study with their colleagues, sharing snacks and childhood stories as a bonding ritual. They miss B - they really do - but they truly believe that the self-reliant B is having a similar, maybe even better experience.
Whereas... the shyer, more timid B is quickly pulled back from their honeymoon phase into reality within as little as three months. Their new colleagues are nice and polite, though they don't feel themselves clicking with most of them; the lectures are fine but overwhelming, and getting shitfaced in a loud crowded club is deifnitely not as fun as they thought it would be. The one potential friend they made drops out before the end of the first semester, claiming that this education program was not what they expected. And really, B is FINE, the exams go FINE, the new environment is FINE, EVERYTHING IS FINE, B tells themselves one April morning as they contemplate staying in bed and skipping lectures for the fifth day in a row, fully in denial about their own depression.
So when A and B finally reunite after an year for the summer vacation, the bright-eyed, vivacious A has so much to tell that they don't know where to begin, seemingly reborn by their newfound independence and lifestyle, as if... happier. Without B.
A takes their dear B's silent discouragement as their usual timid reluctance, so they invite them to speak out first, curious to see what experiences the detail-oriented B has had, unaware of their inner turmoil. But really, having spent the last few months in a grey, desolate haze, alternating only between the echo of the lecture halls and the confined, narrow space of their own door room, what can B even say?
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Person A to B: We really are quite the formidable team!
Person A: I got the brains and the beauty and, er...
Person A: And you're also involved.
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writtenwolves · 9 months
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Writing Prompt #117
“If you’re asking, I’ll do it, but I hope you’re not asking.”
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platonic-prompt · 2 years
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Platonic Prompt #28
"X keeps asking for their sibling! Does anyone have their number?" Y runs a hand through their hair, panicked and stressed about X's unwell state. "I didn't even know they had a sibling. What am I going to do, they clearly want them to be there!"
"Y. They mean you."
"W-what?"
"X is asking for you. You're family to them.” 
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