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just-a-few-prompts · 1 month
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“No- Don’t!” shouted the man at the door behind you.
“Do it,” breathed the creature on your shoulder.
“Okay,” you whispered, leaning over the control panel and listening to the one you trusted most.
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just-a-few-prompts · 1 month
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just-a-few-prompts · 1 month
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“Is she in stable condition?”
“I - yes, but-”
“Then we are fully authorized to take her into our custody. Thank you for your time, doctor.”
“I-! No! No, wait, you can’t- Stop!”
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just-a-few-prompts · 1 month
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“Did you still love them, after everything they did?”
“… I did. I do… not that it did either of us any good, in the end.”
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just-a-few-prompts · 2 months
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“B! Don’t fall!”
“I don’t exactly have a choice here, A!”
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just-a-few-prompts · 3 months
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It would have been beautiful, almost divine. From where A lay on the ground at B’s feet, tbh had climbed up, holding onto B’s leg like a desperate lover. They looked up at B like they were their whole world, a smile on their lips.
Yes, it would have been a perfect picture of devotion and love.
If it weren’t for the fact that A was stabbing B in the back of the leg.
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just-a-few-prompts · 3 months
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“Watch out, be careful what you do with it-“
*chaos ensues as the character does not, in fact, be careful with what they do with it*
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just-a-few-prompts · 3 months
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“Do it,” A croaked out, their voice hoarse and strained. “… I’d rather it be you than them, B.”
B hesitated. The approaching footsteps of their allies felt deafening.
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just-a-few-prompts · 3 months
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An idea that’s been in my head;
In the werewolf fics I’ve been reading, there tends to be a “fated mate”, a goddess-given connection between you and your soulmate. The second you lay eyes on them, you’re in love. They’re perfect. The union is usually completed with a bite to the shoulder or neck, ‘marking’ each other so that other wolves know that they’re taken.
Another option, if you never find your fated mate, is to take a chosen mate. You pick somebody, and you two mark each other, creating a mate bond. It isn’t as strong as if you’d done it with your real mate, but it’s an option.
So I had an idea when exploring this concept.
The character is one of the leaders of a pack, a pair of chosen mates. They’re known for their strong bond and loyalty to each other despite their bond not being fated or goddess-given. Their pack is strong and well-known, a powerhouse.
One day, they’re fighting another pack, or maybe a small band of rogues.
The character stops an assassination attempt on their partner, tackling the assailant out of the way. They roll to a stop, pinning the assailant down…
And they realize that this assailant is their fated mate.
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just-a-few-prompts · 3 months
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A cried out in frustration. “You are a thorn in my side, B!” they shouted, fuming.
“Ooh…” B cooed sympathetically before bending into a deep bow. “My sincerest apologies, A. We should put the past behind us.”
They looked up, a mischievous glint in their eyes. “After all, I’d rather be a pain in your ass-“
With another shout, A dove back in, and violence quickly ensued.
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just-a-few-prompts · 3 months
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“You know, it’s said that the stars keep secrets,” A said, sitting next to B as they looked up at the night sky. “That they guide lost souls home.”
They sat in silence for a few moments.
“What do the stars do if there is no home for those lost souls?” B suddenly asked, their voice quiet and absent. “… or do the stars keep them as more secrets?”
A’s gaze turned to B, studying them closely. “… that’s… a good question,” they admitted with a nod. They looked uncertainly back at the stars, eyebrows furrowed.
“… perhaps the stars just keep shining,” A suggested. “They shine, and wait for those lost souls to find a home.”
The silence between them felt vast, as if a deep chasm separated the two of them and their points of view, despite them sitting inches away from each other.
“I hope so,” B whispered quietly. “… I hope so.”
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just-a-few-prompts · 3 months
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Your characters decide to go to some abandoned house on the edge of town. It’s a popular hangout spot during the day time, but people tend to leave before dark. Your characters want to find out why.
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just-a-few-prompts · 5 months
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To say their expression was blank was… inaccurate. No, it seemed more a vacant face. It wasn’t vacant as if all emotion had stopped, but more like emotion had never been truly possible for them in the first place.
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just-a-few-prompts · 6 months
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“You should be grateful, B. I am giving you opportunities you never would have had otherwise.”
“I am grateful for that, A. That doesn’t mean I can’t point out that you’re an asshole.”
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just-a-few-prompts · 6 months
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“It seems relationships between our countries have soured.”
“We could always offer a betrothal. A marriage would secure an alliance.”
“Oh, bloody hell, B, I know you’re my advisor, but we can’t just offer marriage to everybody we have problems with! I’m only one person!”
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just-a-few-prompts · 6 months
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“God, shut up! I’m going to bite you.”
“Oh?” B smirked as they pulled the collar of their shirt to the side, exposing their shoulder and neck. “Go on, then. Better make it count.”
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just-a-few-prompts · 6 months
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“… you couldn’t have told me sooner?” A seethed, trembling with anger.
“I did!” B cried out desperately, their hands straining to clutch at the air, as if it would keep the tears from spilling from their eyes. “I did, so many times, A! I did.”
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