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* (2) word prompts
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good day
missing person
twitching hands
whistling wind
fever dream
stern words
treasured item
fake smile
clean clothes
muggy afternoon
something lost
endless day
hot meal
blurred vision
teaching moment
screeching tires
heated argument
creeping memories
street corner
first aid
bedtime story
fragile confession
childhood lullaby
honored promise
walking target
positive attitude
monster teeth
rage personified
home again
broken bones
stuffed animal
first snow
worried glances
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tonight was bad . arden finds himself sitting outside their bedroom , back pressed against the door . ❛ auds , please . I’M SORRY . ❜ his voice has become scratchy between the yelling & , embarrassingly , the crying . ❛ we .. we can talk about this , but you have to let me in . ❜ a sigh . he takes a swig from the beer in his hand , mindlessly peeling off the label . ❛ please — ❜ the door is yanked open & arden falls backwards , barely catching himself .
he hears his wife scoff from above , roughly pulling the bottle from his grasp . he awkwardly careens his neck , but she combats that by walking out of the bedroom & standing right in front of him . ❛ THIS , arden , THIS IS THE PROBLEM . ❜ suddenly , his throat is tight . he knows it’s a problem , but he didn’t know it was the problem . i should say that . that could be funny — ❛ oh , i see your dumbass grin . don’t you d a r e fucking interrupt me with some stupid retort you think is FUNNY ! because you aren’t funny , arden ! — YOU’RE AN ARSE . ❜ the bottle is thrown , making impact with the floor right in front of him . entire body f l i n c h e s , arms rushing to shield his face . ❛ now get out . ❜
he’s trembling , slowly brushing off pieces of glass from his lap . ❛ you — you didn’t mean that , right ? because i .. i am funny — ❜ he carefully begins to stand up , making sure not to step on any of the debris with his bare feet .
❛ just go , go before you make it worse . ❜
prompt one , vile romance .
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local psych and writing major with bad grammar here to tell you about subtle body language shit people do when they’re talking to help out with writing interactions:
note that people who are high self monitors will notice these behaviors more often and can adapt to different conversations more than those who are low self monitors, who may not realize that they are reacting inappropriately in a situation.
second note that we only remember a fraction of dialogue and conversation, what sticks in our mind is how a person made us feel during the conversation
women, parents, good teachers, and actors are more sensitive to gestures and expressions and noticing subconscious behaviors in others.
please note that some of this may not apply to everyone, keep in mind where these social situations could change for your neurodivergent, mentally ill, and disabled characters
under the cut, i go through non-verbal interaction, gestures, personal space, and eye contact
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Dare to Write Challenge
Hello brave writers!
We present you the Dare to Write Challenge, a challenge for every writer, poet and dreamer out there.
How it works
Below the cut you’ll find a list of 500 different prompts to creatively use in either way you prefare; write a drabble, a short story, a collection, poems, art poems or whatever you like and feel inspired for. You don’t need to write all 500 of them. We’ll include a couple of steps that will allow you less than the maximum of 500 prompts. No maximum words for a prompts and there’s no due date so you all can take as long as you need. Don’t stress yourself over it, think of it as some kind of practise and little achievement for yourself.
Steps
Each time you complete a step you get a colored achievement badge with your name on it. You don’t have to finish all 500, you can also just chose to write 25 for example.
black - 25 prompts
violet - 50 prompts
navy - 100 prompte
green - 150 prompts
rose - 200 prompts
red - 250 prompts
yellow - 300 prompts
rainbow - 365 prompts
silver - 400 prompts
gold - 500 prompts
Rules
one prompt per story/poem/etc.
everything needs to be your own creation
any way to express yourself (original fiction, poetr, fanfiction, drabbles etc.)
any length that you prefer
any fandoms, genres, pairings, ratings, crossovers, collaborations etc. are allowed
reblog this post to spread the word
if you want to enter send an email to [email protected] - we will add you to the list here and update your stories/poetry once you post something new; like this everyone can find your works faster
post your prompt works with the #daretowrite tag
you don’t have to be a member of inkstay to do this and you neither have to be a tumblr user - everyone can enter this challenge with us
you don’t have to do the prompts in order, just take whatever prompt inspires you
500 Prompts List
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“are you even wearing pants??” older minnie @ arden im laughing
luckily his laptop is sitting in a position where most of his bare chest is hidden from her view, but insecurities still cause the man to ungracefully grasp a blanket balled beside him & completely cover his torso with it. ( the rest of his body was already hidden by another blanket, THANK GOD. ) ❛ uh, yes .. okay, NO. uhm, i .. i thought i .. well, okay- usually i sleep FULLY CLOTHED just because the idea of having a fucking intruder break in & catch me naked or in my boxers? haha, y’no. plus, my body? not something i enjoy seeing, but that’s another story. anyway, i .. ❜ by now a soft flush has reddened face, fingers curling in their grip in the blanket. he hates talking about this sort of stuff, especially in face to face conversations. ❛ apparently- apparently there’s HEALTH BENEFITS, & you know me, always here for those fucking .. health benefits. uh, helps you lose weight, & .. something about not killing sperm- ❜ voice trails off.
—- why is he telling her any of this?
throat clears, body shifting uncomfortably, laptop still purposely positioned over his groin. ❛ anyway, i .. didn’t know you were .. coming over .. or i .. would have fucking postponed my experiment. ❜ words are slightly mumbled, head ducked away in embarrassment. ❛ & i didn’t- i WASN’T- .. whatever. i think i hear my mum calling for you. ❜ ( he didn’t, but he just wants minnie out of his room so he can slip some clothes on. the last thing he wants is to be NAKED, ASLEEP, & VULNERABLE while minnie, the infamous prankster, is looming around his house. —- if minnie ever saw his dick, he’d have to commit murder suicide, no exceptions. ) ❛ so, yeah. i’d hate to make her wait- you should go .. please. ❜
cuddly / platonic-ish memes. // accepting.
#zosiawrites#imc rying#nsfw //#ig??#REL. jazzy & arden.#jazzy.#arden.#drabble.#answered.#VERSE. happy au.
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cuddly / platonic-ish memes
“your feet are cold.”
“movies are made for watching, not for asking questions.”
“you’re hogging the blankets!”
“we should cuddle… for warmth.”
“is that your hand on my leg?”
“scoot over.”
“can we watch something else? this is scary.”
“are you shivering?”
“if you start snoring, i won’t be responsible for what happens to you.”
“did you eat all the popcorn?”
“your hair keeps getting in my face.”
“are you even wearing pants??”
“stop kicking me!”
“you’re a good pillow.”
“do i look like a foot-rest to you?”
“do i look like a pillow to you?”
“i’m cold.”
“why can’t you ever just lay still?”
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“I can’t let you go, not when you’re like this.”
like THIS, they both know what she means. he’s a self-proclaimed, widely agreed upon MESS of a human being composed of nothing but mistakes, awkward sarcasm, & all too frequent suicidal tendencies, though minnie knows all of that all too well, because she just got a FRONT ROW SEAT to one of his infamous breakdowns. minnie knows, cody knows, oh, he knows. & he’s far from pleased. in fact, heart is still wildly palpitating from cody’s outburst, tears s t i n g i n g eyes. god, he’s pathetic. ❛ but you need to. ❜ it’s said shakily, but not from him doubting his words, rather from the sob that wants to voice itself —- it’s currently stuck in his throat, effecting every spoken syllable with a weakness to it. ❛ he’s- cody’s RIGHT. i’m .. i’m an idiot. ❜ a single tear rolls down cheek, but hand hastily wipes it away when he hears cody scoff at the sight. STOP CRYING, STOP CRYING, STOP CRYING, STOP CRYING —- but to no avail. it’s almost as if that repeated thought makes it worse.
a deep breath expands ribcage, a weak sniffle breaking the silence. ❛ i .. i’m sorry. you deserve someone better .. once again, cody’s right. i- i put your life in danger. there’s a difference in importance between us & the SEVERITY if you fell .. instead of .. instead of ME. ❜ by now, he’s just rambling, broken sobs accenting his points. ❛ maybe i should just —- ❜
voice laced with anger cuts him off. ❛ —- GO? yeah. don’t you think you’ve fucked up enough for tonight? ❜ as the shorter, yet far more intimidating male steps forward, it causes arden to step backwards, foot placement sloppy until he is backed into the couch & feels himself fall back onto it. he goes to scramble up, when a fist grabs him by the collar & roughly pulls him up. cody’s face is mere inches from his own ;; ( he can feel the other’s breath against his skin. ) a low almost-growl voices itself, sending arden’s entire mindset into a full-blown panic again. ❛ that’s not the door. ❜ with no thought of arden’s safety, he’s THROWN to the ground, & he just barely manages to catch himself & run towards the door when he hears one last thing before he’s swallowed into the night —-
❛ —- DON’T, j. you need to learn sometimes someone is just a LOST CAUSE. ❜
angst starter sentences. / accepting.
#zosiawrites#answered.#drabble.#jazzy.#arden.#cody.#VERSE. happy au.#REL. jazzy & arden.#REL. jazzy & cody.
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❝ since you left, i have no one to talk to. ❞ (arden)
short stories . // accepting .
he’s drunk , like usual . a mess of slurred words & regret for things that haven’t even happened yet ; all in all , nothing’s different . phone is awkwardly fumbled in his hands , poor hand - eye coordination only becoming worse from the alcohol intoxicating his every moment , but eventually- SUCCESS . he blinks a few times , trying to clear his vision enough to see the keypad , & once he does — HE CALLS HER .
it’s been six years , yet the number is still easily dialed , even in a state where he isn’t too sure of his own name . attitude impatient , feet pacing . phone has fallen away from ear as rings continue , drool meeting in the corner of his mouth . ( so attractive . i wonder why she ever fucking left ! ) then there’s the voicemail . it’s familiar to him ; he wishes it wasn’t . a minute passes by , body thrown across couch , legs dangling off the end , & fingers toying with a lose thread on his sleeve . there’s a B E E P , but it takes a few seconds for it to register , but when it does ? body shoots up , body clumsily falling into a heap on the ground with a muffled curse .
‘ —- AUDREY ! hey ! just here t’- ’ hiccup . ‘ t’ say HI ! uh .. clearly you aren’t really awake .. it’s .. a .. time- ANYWAY .. hello .. it’s- FUCK ! i just realised i never said who it was ! it’s ARDEN , your EX - HUSBAND ! hopefully your only one , but if not , uh , no judgement . ’ awkward silence takes hold . ‘ SORRY for calling so late .. again .. it’s just .. ’
‘ SINCE YOU LEFT , I HAVE NO ONE TO TALK TO . ’
‘ pathetic , i know . anyway , today i saw this commercial that reminded me of you —- ’
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TALK TO ME NICE..
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First meeting {Sentence Starters}
"Pretty quiet place, isn't it?"
"Can I pet your dog?"
"I love your ____! Where did you get it?"
"Didn't know anybody else was here."
"Sorry, is this seat taken?"
"You haven't seen this ____ anywhere, have you?"
"Wow, this line's really long isn't it?"
"So, you come here often?"
"Yeah, can I help you with something?"
"What do you usually order when you come here?"
"So- weather's pretty nice."
"I'm so sorry! I didn't see you!"
"Don't suppose you know where to get a great meal around here?"
"Can you tell me how to get to ____?"
"Mind if I share your umbrella for a minute?"
"Hi! I just need you to pretend like you know me!"
"You need directions or something?"
"This seat's open!"
"Haven't seen you around. Need something?"
"Um, hi. How long have you been standing there?"
"Don't ask, just run!"
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First Meeting / Icebreakers
“Hi, I’m ______.”
“Oh fuck! Are you okay?”
“Crap! Sorry about that! Wasn’t looking where I was going. Here, I’ll get you a new jacket…”
“Need a ride?”
“How are you?”
“Seems like we’re gonna be stuck on this train for an extra three hours.”
“What’s your name?”
“Thank you.”
“You just saved my life!”
“Move the fuck out of my way.”
“Watch where you’re going!”
“Asshole.”
“Would you like anything?”
“You’re gorgeous.”
“Do I know you?”
“Uh, that’s my spot.”
“Oh, God, sorry! Let me buy you a new one.”
“Is that your dog? He is so CUTE!”
“Here, take my seat. You look tired.”
“Checking in?”
“Can I sit here?”
“May I buy you a drink?”
“I can spot you, if you want.”
“How’d you even get stuck in a locker, anyway?”
“Can you turn it down?! Some of us are trying to sleep!”
“Hi, I’m your new roommate.”
“I think I found your dog. Is he yours?”
“You look cold, take my jacket.”
“Hey, I think the mailman gave me your mail by mistake? [Name], right?”
“You’ve had a guy/girl over every night this week! And you’re really loud! You know how I know? I know because I live below you!”
“So, your kid apparently punched my kid in the face.”
“Bride or groom?”
“Can you switch seats with me? I can’t see!”
“Okay, look, if you’re gonna be airsick, aim the other way.”
“[Sir/Ma'am], if you don’t stop being rude to me, I’m going to give you decaf.”
“Don’t drink that! I saw some guy slip something in there.”
“Hey, is he bothering you?”
“Don’t give up your day job.”
“…Dude, your fly’s down.”
“I think you have the wrong number.”
“I’m [muse’s child]’s teacher.”
“[Muse’s child/younger sibling] was in my yard again!”
“Get out of here! This is my hiding spot!”
“YOUR STUPID MUTT RIPPED UP MY YARD AGAIN!”
“SHUT UP. And learn to stay on key.”
“Good Evening/Afternoon/Morning/Day/Night.”
“Watch where you’re going!”
“Is this seat taken?”
“Here you dropped this.”
“You remind me of someone.”
“Will you be taking this?”
“May I take your order?”
“How are you?”
“You look familiar, have we met before?”
“Be careful next time.”
“Hey, could you help me?”
“Help me!”
“I’m so sorry!”
“Are you alright?!”
“I know we’ve never met, but I think you’re beautiful.”
“I think I may have seen you before…”
“Hey! Watch it!”
“Oh my god are you okay?”
“Have we met…?”
“Were you at that one party?”
“Remember me?”
“I know you don’t know me but I love your shirt.”
“Quick, pretend to look like you’re talking to me.”
“Hey, is that your dog?”
“Service takes forever here.”
“Don’t mean to sound cliche, but do you come here often?”
“I wouldn’t sit there if I were you.”
“This is gonna be a long plane ride.”
“Can you turn that music down?”
“People are trying to sleep!”
“I’m your new neighbour.”
“Is that who I think it is?”
“Be quiet!”
“Is that your son/daughter?”
“I’ve read about you.“
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🙆 (plot twist: teen addi & arden )
play with my muse’s hair .
drunkenly stumbling through addison’s front yard , he finds her already sitting in the grass . ‘ ‘ey , ads ! fancy seeing you ‘ere , innit ? ’ hand wipes blood from under his nose ; ( she was waiting for him . ) he awkwardly sits down a reasonable distance away , muttering a ‘ fuck . ’ when he almost f a l l s . ‘ oh , yeah , & don’t worry ‘bout the INJURIES . mum’s new boyfriend or whatever the fuck- pissed me off . ’ he says this as if he won , as if he was the one who threw the first punch ; you can tell by his many injuries he definitely l o s t or by the lack of any injury to his hands that he didn’t throw a single punch , but words are still spoken , however dishonest , with the prime goal to stop her from worrying .
due to the alcohol & being near someone he trusts , arden’s guard is partially lowered . muscles that would usually be tense are on the road to relaxation . mouth opens with an exhausted yawn , body stretching until his head is gently rested on her lap ; it’s common that a DRUNK ARDEN will find himself being more clingy , but this is the first time he has showcased this with someone other than audrey . ‘ hope i don’t get blood on your pants . ’ words are slurred , finished with something akin to a snort . he then winces , his throbbing nose reacting poorly to the almost laugh .
the past few days have been particularly difficult for him . his mother has found a new boyfriend who is not a fan of him & likes to show it ; he has been up late with worry , mostly for his mum , so he’s been getting little sleep . HE’S EXHAUSTED .
when he feels fingers threading through his hair , he slightly tenses before gradually relaxing . already heavy eyelids droop even further- having his hair played with is one of his weaknesses . ( that & NECK KISSES . ) a soft hum passes closed lips , head leaning into the touch . ( he’s like a cat . ) ‘ that’s .. yeah .. nice .. ’ voice trails off as he begins to drift into an even more drowsy state & eventually to sleep , actual restless sleep for the first time in a long time .
#when ardens drunk his accent is sm more There#& he uses sm more slang#bUT BOI !#amcngstories#drabble.#answered.#addison.#arden.#REL. addison & arden.
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“Just stay with me.” ( Janet and Arden !!!!! )
four word prompts .
words stop the man mid - action , freezing as his jeans are half pulled up . just hearing her voice sends butterflies fluttering within his gut ; he’s WEAK for pretty girls , especially this pretty girl . ‘ uh , alright .. ’ personal insecurity leads him to pull his pants up completely , awkwardly hopping before zipping up the zipper & then moving to sit on the edge of the bed . hand grabs his jumper from off the ground , deciding that he’ll let the white t-shirt that was previously under it stay off . after pulling the jumper over his head , he turns back to her with a smile . ‘ now what ? because , uh , i just realised if you were implying we .. do it again i probably sent you .. mixed signals . i just .. assumed CUDDLING- yeah , i like cuddling ; sue me . actually .. please don’t , i am .. broke . ’
( he’s rambling . he’s nervous & rambling . but how could he NOT be nervous ? look at her . she’s beautiful , she’s funny , thoughtful , kind , & most importantly ? she cares about him . such a foreign concept to him . )
throat clears . ‘ i’ll just .. stop talking , yeah ? ’ body swivels so he’s sitting back in the bed , back resting against the headboard behind him . the corners of his mouth are twitching with the want to smile , but he’s trying very hard to hold it back . arm moves so she can rest her head on his chest & he gently begins twirling strands of her hair with his fingers . ‘ anyway , uh .. there’s this joke i heard the other day & i think you’d like it- ’
#buddy#u jst had sex w her#why are u going to such lengths to Cover Ur Body#pls i love u#but im c rying this is so soft & domestic#bambitypes#drabble.#arden.#janet.#REL. janet & arden.
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