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Thursday ‘Kings & Queens’ Radio Prompt List
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Please check the updated character list on my pinned post to see who I am writing for before submitting a prompt!
Also read the rules and do not forget to put the entire prompt into your ask!
Been two years since he left me
The way you smile, the way you walk
He's only here for one thing But (so am I)
I'll show you how a real queen behaves,
I wish that when you walked in, I could hide it
Baby, I wanna drink you in like oxygen
A black leather jacket, A bad reputation, Insatiable habits
I throw my phone into a lake And watch it sink to a better place, down at the bottom
But queens are free to go wherever they like
You can either lead, follow or get out the way
I wish that when we touched, there wasn't lightnin'
I swear on my life that I've been a good girl Tonight, I don't wanna be her
She say I make her wet 
Good to know that you got free That town I know was keeping you down on your knees
These bruises make for better conversation
He was onto me, one look and I couldn't breathe
And I'm stumbling drunk, getting in a car
That girl know what she want, she make me take it off when she see me
They say he likes a good time
I think my life might be better if I lived in Colorado
You say you wish our hearts had better timin'
Sometimes I wish that I could see you one more day
My mind is a place that I can't escape your ghost
I know too well how, it feels when you fall
Once I start breathin' fire, you can't tame me
Yeah, I said, "If you kiss me I might let it happen"
I don't want my best dressed day in a casket
She came with you and then left with me
Please don't fix a thing, whatever you do
And I'll admit, it would be nice To meet some guy who's not my type
'Cause it's 3am
And I'm calling everybody that I know
I've walked through hell, and I've battled the storms
Days pass by and my eyes stay dry, and I think that I'm okay
Darling, I just left the bar
It's good to let you in again
'Cause one of us is always holdin' somebody else
Cause maybe there I'd like myself Work on my mental health
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
I lost my chance when you met him
So take me to the Heavens now
Make a fuckin' move it would make my fuckin' day
And the both of us are gettin' good at foolin' ourselves
Wishing you were around but now it's too late
No damsel in distress, don't need to save me
She's in Queens with the man of her dreams
Sit around and get high, sippin' some white wine out the bottle
They say that the time will heal it, the pain will go away
Yeah, I'm a wreck since you've been gone
Can't live without me, you wanna, but you can't,
One more rainy day without you
Disobey me, then baby, it's off with your head
ten years, is that what it's been?
Tell me, how am I supposed to move on?
But it's an empty dream That shit's not meant for me
But everything, it reminds me of you and it comes in waves
And meet some young ex-wife We'd start a brand new life
I choose the devil I know Over the heaven I don't
These days I'm becoming everything that I hate
Leaving you makes me wanna cry
I would love to fix it all for you
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I’m all scratched up and I can still taste spray paint in my mouth and my husband almost fell out of a tree BUT THE GHOST SCULPTURES ARE FINISHED!
They’re finally finished and I’m so happy with them!!
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Ask List, Rules & Updates - PLEASE READ!
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Please do not solicit me to read your work by tagging me or sending it to me unless I have asked you to.
The Schedule - See what’s coming up this month!
Works In Progress - A visual up to date list of what I’m working on currently and their status.
MasterList:
Patreon:
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Prompt Lists:
Character Tag List:
I have updated my ask list below so please only pick from the characters below if you want to submit.
The Rules:
- Only pick people off the character list below for each fandom.
- I don’t write things like Voight’s daughter/Hondo’s friend/Adam’s sister
- I also don’t write specific asks on this blog eg: reader is a firefighter/doctor/cop who has this/does this. They meet and do this/and this and say this… I usually work from prompts.
- I don’t write other people’s stories on this blog.
Fandoms & Chars I write for:
FBI:
Jubal Valentine
O.A Zidan
Stuart Scola
FBI: Most Wanted:
Remy Scott
Clinton Skye
FBI International:
Scott Forrester
Damien Powell
Mayans MC:
Bishop Losa
Taza Romero
Micheal ‘Riz’ Ariza
Nestor Oceteva
Angel Reyes
EZ Reyes
Neron ‘Creeper’ Vargas
Bottles
Manny
SOA:
Juan ’Juice’ Ortiz
Filip 'Chibs’ Telford
Alexander 'Tig’ Trager
S.W.A.T:
Rodrigo Sanchez
Donovan Rocker
CSI Vegas:
Trey Cahill
Josh Folsom
Chicago Med
Connor Rhodes
James Lanik
Crockett Marcel
Sam Abrams
Mitch Ripley
Chicago Fire:
Jeff Clarke
Chicago PD:
Antonio Dawson
Greg 'Mouse’ Gerwitz
Law & Order:
Nolan Price
Nicholas Baxter
Jalen Shaw
Vince Riley
Cyrus Lupo
Law & Order SVU:
Joe Velasco
Mike Duarte
Terry Bruno
Law & Order: Organised Crime:
Bobby Reyes
MCU:
Frank Castle
Marc Spector
Jake Lockley
Steven Grant
Top Gun Maverick:
Beau 'Cyclone’ Simpson 
NCIS:
Alden Parker
Nick Torres
NCIS LA:
Vostanik Sabatino
Arlo Turk
Harmon 'Harm’ Rabb
JAG:
Mic Brumby
Harmon 'Harm’ Rabb
Will Trent:
Will Trent
Sherlock:
Greg Lestrade
Fire Country:
Bode Leone
Luke Leone
Manny Perez
Vince Leone
Haven:
Dwight Hendrickson
Duke Crocker
Nathan Wuornos
The Musketeers:
Aramis
Porthos
Athos
Treville
Ted Lasso:
Roy Kent
White Collar:
Matt Keller
The Rookie:
John Nolan
Wade Grey
Ejiah Vestri
Ryan Caradine
The Rookie Feds:
Matt Garza
Brendon Acres
Criminal Minds:
Luke Alvez
Narcos:
Horacio Carrillo
Numb3rs:
Ian Egerton
Don Eppes
OUAT:
Sheriff Graham/The Huntsman
The Umbrella Academy:
Diego Hargreeves
Feel free to send me prompts if you see anything you like with one of the characters.
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Ma Chérie: Captain Treville x Reader
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Treville doesn’t expect to find a woman in his bed. When he steps inside his small apartment ,he’s surprised to find a trail of clothes leading towards his chambers.  Tailored breeches, a small man’s leather waistcoat, the blue patched cloak that used to be his. He smiles to himself as he undoes the buttons of his heavy armoured jacket, stripping it from his shoulders before he hangs it on the back of his chair.
The aroma of orange blossoms floods his nostrils as he leans in the open doorway. He tuts as his gaze comes to rest on the half-naked woman draped across his bed, reading one of his books.
“I thought I taught you better than to use perfume when you’re going about your covert affairs.” He remarks as you set down the book and meet his gaze.
You’re still as beautiful as the day he married you in a chapel, high up on a hill in Nice. You’d been wearing white that day, red wild flowers embroidered in your hair. He remembers plucking each one of them from your silky locks, tracing the petals over your lips, the hollow of your throat, your breasts before he made love to you for the first time as your husband.
“You’ve always loved the scent of orange blossoms on my skin.” You remind him as he steps towards you, stripping away his shirt. It slips from his shoulders falling to the floor as he joins you on the bed. He sighs as your fingertips run over his chest, tracing over the newest scar in his collection.
“A scratch.” He promises as his hand cups your face, his calloused thumb chasing over the apple of your cheek. “If I continue to undress you will I find something new?”
You say nothing and he knows that when he removes the thin shirt that adorns your body that he’ll see another blemish on your skin, another scar for him to caress, to love.
It was never his intention to fall in love with a spy but you were captivating, enthralling, dangerous. A woman of purpose and intellect who bowed to no man. He was drawn to you like a moth to flame, exchanging information, making love in the shadows.
Your mistress is France and she may take you far, far away from him at times but your heart, it will always belong to him.
“Ma chérie.” He says fondly, his lips brushing over yours.  “It is good to have you home.”
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In The Dark: Porthos x Reader
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The night Bonnaire makes the deal with the Cardinal you find Porthos on your doorstep. There’s a look in his eyes, one that you’ve not seen in a very long time. When he sits down in the chair in front of the fire you can tell he’s a broken man. He runs his fingers through his unruly curls, his large form rocking slightly as he stares into the flames.
“Talk to me.” You request as you kneel in front of him.
He raises his head, his dark eyes meeting yours and you see the devastation in him, the frustration, the rage.
“Porthos…” You say softly and it’s that tenderness that breaks him.
With everyone else he can hold his shit together but with you he shows his weakness, his vulnerability. The whole thing comes spilling out in stops and starts because the agony of this, the weight of it, it’s just too much to bear.
“I’ve heard stories about those ships as a child. Hellish ones, unspeakable ones.” He tells you, his voice rough as he rubs one hand over the other, his gaze growing distant. “The reason they keep them shackled is so they don’t jump overboard, because that, that is better than watching your friends, your family, your children die of starvation, of sickness, of hopelessness.”
Christ it feels like he’s bleeding out, the agony it seeps out of his entire being as he thinks about his mother, sold into captivity from West Africa. He thinks about what she must have endured, how it killed her in the end.
“He had a fucking shopping list, Analis.” He finds himself hissing. “He doesn’t even see them as people, they’re a commodity to him, cheap labour for his tobacco plantations. And the Cardinal…”
He shakes his head because he can not vocalise the loathing he has for that man.
“There is no justice in the world.” He tells you with tears in his eyes. “None what so ever.”
When you take him to bed that night, he’s wrung out, despondent. He captures your hands as you undress him, clasping your palms to his bare chest as his forehead comes to rest upon yours.
“I just need to hold you.” He whispers against your lips. “I need you to remind me that there’s some good in the world, that it’s not all misery and pain.”
He spends the night tangled up in you, his face buried in the curve of your throat as your fingers comb through his hair. This is his safe space, his sanctuary away from the world.
When you shift to extinguish the light, his embrace tightens.
“Don’t blow out the candle tonight.” He murmurs, his lips brushing over your skin . “I can’t stand to be in the dark.”
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visit @cozyseasonx to get cozy 🍂☕️
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Thursday ‘Kings & Queens’ Radio Prompt List
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Please check the updated character list on my pinned post to see who I am writing for before submitting a prompt!
Also read the rules and do not forget to put the entire prompt into your ask!
Been two years since he left me
The way you smile, the way you walk
He's only here for one thing But (so am I)
I'll show you how a real queen behaves,
I wish that when you walked in, I could hide it
Baby, I wanna drink you in like oxygen
A black leather jacket, A bad reputation, Insatiable habits
I throw my phone into a lake And watch it sink to a better place, down at the bottom
But queens are free to go wherever they like
You can either lead, follow or get out the way
I wish that when we touched, there wasn't lightnin'
I swear on my life that I've been a good girl Tonight, I don't wanna be her
She say I make her wet 
Good to know that you got free That town I know was keeping you down on your knees
These bruises make for better conversation
He was onto me, one look and I couldn't breathe
And I'm stumbling drunk, getting in a car
That girl know what she want, she make me take it off when she see me
They say he likes a good time
I think my life might be better if I lived in Colorado
You say you wish our hearts had better timin'
Sometimes I wish that I could see you one more day
My mind is a place that I can't escape your ghost
I know too well how, it feels when you fall
Once I start breathin' fire, you can't tame me
Yeah, I said, "If you kiss me I might let it happen"
I don't want my best dressed day in a casket
She came with you and then left with me
Please don't fix a thing, whatever you do
And I'll admit, it would be nice To meet some guy who's not my type
'Cause it's 3am
And I'm calling everybody that I know
I've walked through hell, and I've battled the storms
Days pass by and my eyes stay dry, and I think that I'm okay
Darling, I just left the bar
It's good to let you in again
'Cause one of us is always holdin' somebody else
Cause maybe there I'd like myself Work on my mental health
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
I lost my chance when you met him
So take me to the Heavens now
Make a fuckin' move it would make my fuckin' day
And the both of us are gettin' good at foolin' ourselves
Wishing you were around but now it's too late
No damsel in distress, don't need to save me
She's in Queens with the man of her dreams
Sit around and get high, sippin' some white wine out the bottle
They say that the time will heal it, the pain will go away
Yeah, I'm a wreck since you've been gone
Can't live without me, you wanna, but you can't,
One more rainy day without you
Disobey me, then baby, it's off with your head
ten years, is that what it's been?
Tell me, how am I supposed to move on?
But it's an empty dream That shit's not meant for me
But everything, it reminds me of you and it comes in waves
And meet some young ex-wife We'd start a brand new life
I choose the devil I know Over the heaven I don't
These days I'm becoming everything that I hate
Leaving you makes me wanna cry
I would love to fix it all for you
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NCIS Los Angeles: S12E08 'Love Kills'
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To The Grave: Captain Jean Treville x Reader
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Tagging: @kmc1989 @@lovemissyhoneybee @sekretwindow @rey4kat
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There is something cruel about digging your own grave, knowing that each shovelful of dirt takes you one step closer to oblivion. You almost refuse but you’ve seen what happens to a corpse when it’s left amongst the wilderness. You can’t stand the idea of the crows pecking out your eyes, of rats and foxes tearing at your belly.
It takes a while, the digging. Your muscles ache, your palms blistering as you follow the rhythm your body sets. Your mind is full of Jean, of his depreciating laugh, his warm smile, the roughness of his voice. You think of the last time the two of you were together. The scratch of his beard between your thighs as he took you to heaven, once, twice, three times before he made love to you on his bed in the garrison.
You’d slipped away long before dawn, leaving him sleeping heavily amongst the tussled sheets. You remembered pausing in the doorway, considering climbing back into bed alongside of him. You could give up the spy game, become a normal wife, one that cooked, maintained a home.
“You would never be happy with that life.” Jean had once told you. “You crave the adventure too much.”
He isn’t wrong, for years you’ve stayed one step ahead of France’s adversaries and there’s a vindication that comes with that, a satisfaction. When men look at you all they see is a woman, someone to conquer, to seduce. You toy with them, twist them, relieve them of the burdens they carry until all of those secrets spill right out of their heads, because men in positions of power, they like to boast especially to beautiful woman.
Your conquests are rarely about sex, they’re about finding that fundamental weakness and exploiting it. You know how to make a man beg for you, what he’ll offer up in exchange just for the promise of a kiss but that’s always as far as it goes, a kiss and nothing more.
Your heart, your body, your soul, all of it belong to Jean Treville, the man who will never know that you’re buried in an unmarked grave just a short distance outside of Paris.
That’s the other cruelty of what your captor is doing, he’s taking the one thing that Jean treasures most in this world and destroying it. He’ll wreak his revenge by sending your husband letters, detailing horrific, fictious things about what he’s doing to you. It will send Jean into madness, it will consume his waking thoughts, torture him in his dreams. He’ll tear apart this entire country just to find you.
And when he finally breaks, when he commits that deed he can’t come back from, when he begs on his hands and knees for your release that’s when the trick will be revealed.
There was never anything to return.
The woman he loved is gone, murdered because of something he did five years ago and that will be the thing that destroys him, that drives him to put his sword through his own heart.
“That’s deep enough.” Marsac says from behind you and you set the spade into the dirt alongside of you before turning to face him.
He’s had the pistol trained on you the entire time, his finger bearing down on the trigger. He’s under no illusion about your abilities, he’s studied you the same way he has Jean. He knows your strengths, your weaknesses, what it takes to draw you from your post in the Duke of Savoy’s convoy. When a musketeer turns up, requesting a private audience it gets your attention, especially when he’s bringing news of your husband.
The man that no one’s even aware you’re married to.
“Did you know?” Marsac asks you, his grip on the trigger tightening. “Did you know that the orders you were carrying that night condemned twenty musketeers?”
“Would it matter if I did?” You ask him and he shakes his head.
“No, you’re just as guilty as your husband.” He hisses as his footing shifts and he squares his shoulders.  
You know what a shooting stance looks like, the subtle changes in a man’s body before he pulls the trigger. You swallow hard against the well of emotion in your chest, tipping your chin up so that you can look at the sky. You want the vivid blue to be the last thing you see. It reminds you of Jean’s eyes, the brilliant hue as he looks at you during the height of climax.
When you hear the gunshot, you expect a rush of pain, a stab of agony, that’s the way it felt the first time you were shot. Instead there’s nothing.
You exhale, your gaze coming to rest on Marsac. Blood erupts from his mouth, a blush of crimson blossoms across the front of his shirt as the pistol slips from his fingers. He chokes out a word but the copper in his mouth stifles it as he falls to his knees in front of you.
Behind him stands Jean, the barrel of his pistol still smoking as his eyes come to rest on you.
“Terese?” He questions, holstering his weapon as he steps towards you.
“I’m alright.” You whisper but Jean he needs to see that for himself.
His calloused hands come to rest on your shoulders, gentle and steadying as he studies you intensely. There’s flecks of blood across your features, tiny droplets of Marsac’s life force staining your skin. His gloved thumb chases them away as his forehead comes to rest upon yours, his voice breaking.
“If he had killed you...”
He doesn’t say anything else, he doesn’t need to. The words hang in the air between the two of you as he cradles you close, his lips brushing over your hair.
… I would have followed you into the grave.
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Tessa Thompson In 'Wonder Woman' For Elle Canada December 2017
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There’s a still in the street outside your window
Connor's calls went unanswered as you paced your apartment. How would you explain what Ava had come to you about. The threats she had whispered in the cafe line as the lattes for Connor and yourself were made and people passed. "If you tell him I will end any future you think you have with the Rhodes family, romantic or otherwise. I will get what I deserve and I will do anything. Anything." The quiet of midnight, well you think its midnight, mocking at how incredibly loud the thoughts are. @thebejeweledwatercat
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What are you doing here?
"Luke. Breathe. Baby. Breathe...Fuck. Why did a fucking bunch of teenagers have to decide 1am was a good time to set off fireworks?!" His PTSD had its claws back in him after being taken hostage and he wouldn't talk to you about what had happened. Luke had snapped at you and Roxy before tonight but not as brash as he was with this. "Get away from me. You don't even fucking know what I've been through." Luke had growled moving further away. "Ok. Ok. I'm just going to give Dave a call, ok? Roxy will be here with you."
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GOD! It feels good to have the creative flow back. fuck yeah baby. enjoy as i fill however many of @bullet-prooflove's prompts she's sent over the past 6+ months. Hopefully i can keep this going now
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MASSIVE UPDATE: Since I've discovered you guys don't mind how long this list is I have updated it with characters that I love to write or would love to TRY writing.
So take a gander and see if there's anyone you'd love to prompt for!
Ask List, Rules & Updates - PLEASE READ!
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Please do not solicit me to read your work by tagging me or sending it to me unless I have asked you to.
The Schedule - See what’s coming up this month!
Works In Progress - A visual up to date list of what I’m working on currently and their status.
MasterList:
Patreon:
Luna Creative Academy
Prompt Lists:
Character Tag List:
I have updated my ask list below so please only pick from the characters below if you want to submit.
The Rules:
- Only pick people off the character list below for each fandom.
- I don’t write things like Voight’s daughter/Hondo’s friend/Adam’s sister
- I also don’t write specific asks on this blog eg: reader is a firefighter/doctor/cop who has this/does this. They meet and do this/and this and say this… I usually work from prompts.
- I don’t write other people’s stories on this blog.
Fandoms & Chars I write for:
FBI:
Jubal Valentine
O.A Zidan
Stuart Scola
FBI: Most Wanted:
Remy Scott
Clinton Skye
FBI International:
Scott Forrester
Damien Powell
Mayans MC:
Bishop Losa
Taza Romero
Micheal ‘Riz’ Ariza
Nestor Oceteva
Angel Reyes
EZ Reyes
Neron 'Creeper’ Vargas
Bottles
Manny
SOA:
Juan ’Juice’ Ortiz
Filip 'Chibs’ Telford
Alexander 'Tig’ Trager
S.W.A.T:
Rodrigo Sanchez
Donovan Rocker
CSI Vegas:
Trey Cahill
Josh Folsom
Chicago Med
Connor Rhodes
James Lanik
Crockett Marcel
Sam Abrams
Mitch Ripley
Chicago Fire:
Jeff Clarke
Chicago PD:
Antonio Dawson
Greg 'Mouse’ Gerwitz
Law & Order:
Nolan Price
Nicholas Baxter
Jalen Shaw
Vince Riley
Cyrus Lupo
Law & Order SVU:
Joe Velasco
Mike Duarte
Terry Bruno
Law & Order: Organised Crime:
Bobby Reyes
MCU:
Frank Castle
Marc Spector
Jake Lockley
Steven Grant
Top Gun Maverick:
Beau 'Cyclone’ Simpson 
NCIS:
Alden Parker
Nick Torres
NCIS LA:
Vostanik Sabatino
Arlo Turk
Harmon 'Harm’ Rabb
JAG:
Mic Brumby
Harmon 'Harm’ Rabb
Will Trent:
Will Trent
Sherlock:
Greg Lestrade
Fire Country:
Bode Leone
Luke Leone
Manny Perez
Vince Leone
Haven:
Dwight Hendrickson
Duke Crocker
Nathan Wuornos
The Musketeers:
Aramis
Porthos
Athos
Treville
Ted Lasso:
Roy Kent
White Collar:
Matt Keller
The Rookie:
John Nolan
Wade Grey
Ejiah Vestri
Ryan Caradine
The Rookie Feds:
Matt Garza
Brendon Acres
Criminal Minds:
Luke Alvez
Narcos:
Horacio Carrillo
Numb3rs:
Ian Egerton
Don Eppes
OUAT:
Sheriff Graham/The Huntsman
The Umbrella Academy:
Diego Hargreeves
Feel free to send me prompts if you see anything you like with one of the characters.
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Sabrina the Teenage Witch | 4.13 - "Now You See Her, Now You Don't"
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