10 Song Challenge!
Send me a fandom and pairing and I will write 10 drabbles based on the first ten songs on my playlist!
do you need...
major character death
a broken promise
falling asleep together
watching a movie
forcing overtired partner to go to bed
encouragement after failure
warming each other up
taking care of drunk partner
making a mistake and being reassured
panic attack + helping them through it
touch starved + hugs
an evening alone together after a hard day
only one bed
enemies to lovers
friends to lovers
one sided pining
how I use this is: put the range of numbers into a random number generator for whatever category (or multiple categories) I need ideas for, then use whichever prompt(s) are given! or, if you don’t like it, pick again!
you can use these however you like, of course, though. enjoy!
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so you know those like, aesthetic hanahaki drawings where the person is covered in flowers that are kind of growing around them in a way?
heres how I’d like to propose they work;
(as in, I had an idea inspired by them so I’m writing it down);
the hanahaki creates seeds that form near-ish to the skin, and kinda look like freckles. (Maybe this is through some twisted form of blood clotting, but tbh I don’t know how that would work! I know nothing about health.) as the feelings grow, so do the seeds. eventually they’ll start to break through the top of the skin and bleed, and overtime they use nutrients from within and stuff to become the fully formed plants you see in art.
of course, you COULD just cut the plants as they come out...but the seeds at their core are still there, if you still have your feelings then the plants can still grow back. also, personally, i like to think they grow back faster each time, just do that it’s actually likely for those aesthetic arts to be possible ig? (also, you’d probably get more and more anemic each time.) the seeds are probably removable through their own kind of surgery, but will that get rid of the feelings?
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Date ideas for writing prompts (taken from Cosmo, April 2021):
Dye each other's hair. Go wild and grab some bleach and bright colors... or you can keep it subtle, I guess.
Take a drive to nowhere.
Get a cheap pasta crank and make some homemade noods together — in the nude.
Play video games. Yes, Mario Kart can make your sex life better.
Go old-school and whip out the board games. Sick of each other? Call up another couple to get some fresh faces involved.
Make TikToks together. Because secretly, everyone wants to be part of a TikTok-famous couple.
Have a spa day. Cue up some Enya and treat each other to massages and facials (as in, the actual skincare kind).
Cut each other's toenails. (We have reached a point in the pandemic when the first wall we hit has... officially hit another wall.)
Watch all of Star Wars in chronological, canonical order. Start with the prequels and end with The Rise of Skywalker.
Now watch all of Star Wars in reverse-chronological order. Seeing Anakin young at the very end hits differently — it really does. Also, this lets you get a vibe for whether your partner will be a good parent or go the Vader route when confronted with grief.
Now watch the Star Wars movies in the order they were released. As in, starting with A New Hope and ending with The Rise of Skywalker. Chaotic, right? So much to discuss.
Repeat those same three viewing orders with all the Marvel movies. I swear, this list is not just a scheme to get you to sign up for Disney+. It's only that there's something about knowing you have 90+ hours of entertaining movies ahead of you that feels a little like commitment. Plus you can decide who each of your Avengers alter egos would be.
Cut each other's hair. Remember how that bleach ended up being no biggie? This is guaranteed intense. It's basically trust falls but for real adrenaline junkies.
Give an old piece of furniture a makeover. Hit up the curb alert section on your local Craigslist and get out the sanders and the paint.
Attend a live virtual cooking class, or just try following along with a Youtube recipe.
Go roller-skating. Even if it's just on your carpeted basement floor.
Start a pyramid scheme together. Just kidding! Or am I? You, too, could join hundreds of independent —
Make fan cams of each other. Yes, it's 2021, but stan culture and the VHS filter are still allowed to do some heavy lifting here.
Get audited by the IRS together. Honestly, you probs won't even have to try to make this happen!
Unearth your childhood photos and get mad at your partner when they say they definitely would've dated you if you went to high school together, because you just don't believe them.
Bedazzle Febreze bottles like Khloe Kardashian does.
Stare at a lava lamp for 42 minutes straight. What philosophical dilemmas might a glob of paraffin wax unsurface in your relationship? Only one way to find out.
Get lost in Wikipedia spirals. Start on different pages and see how many in-article link clicks it takes to get to the same page. TBH, you'll probably get sidetracked being so fascinated by everything on there, and that's okay too!
Get married. JK, don't get married just because you're thirsty for date ideas. You should only get married on a whim if you love drama, er, I mean each other.
Just have sex.
(I don't have a link, but the article title is, "Date Ideas You Can Pretend You Came Up With Yourself," by Carina Hseih, in Cosmopolitan USA magazine April 2021)
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boyscout camper mao mao!
remembered when i went camping as a girlscout from forever ago
he pretends to have a tiny adventure in the woods but actually it’s just him playing around the edge of the forest near his house while his sisters watch over him
at one point he’s about to eat a beetle and one of his sisters is like “MAO MAO WHAT DO YOU HAVE!?!”, but he just shoves it in his mouth and runs away like a little gremlin while she chases after him
brunhilde taught him how to catch fish with a spear
he got impatient with the marshmallow but also got distracted by the fire so it caught on fire, can relate, fire is mesmerizing
art reference i based his uniform off of the wood scouts from camp camp
i basically traced the tent tho tbh, lost the art reference :/
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“The paint’s supposed to go where?” destiel, for the prompts! <3
The paint’s supposed to go where?” + Destiel, courtesy of @contemplativepancakes. Thank you so much for your patience <3
Rated M(ish). 2.5k
"The paint's supposed to go where?" Dean asks, shooting Cas a look that's half confused, half incredulous, and half horrified, which is one too many halves but Dean's never been good enough at math to care, especially not when his roommate of several years is staring at him like he’s stupid but doesn’t want to say anything out of misplaced politeness (it’s okay, Cas, Dean knows he’s an idiot, no need to sugar coat it).
Cas scrunches up his brows and it’s clear as day he’s confused about Dean’s confusion. "On...your...body?" He asks more than says, speaking slowly and it's a testament to how well Dean knows his best friend that he understands the meaning behind Cas' words. Is this okay? Are you sure you want to do this?
Dean glances back and forth between Cas and the paintbrush in his hand. “I thought you wanted to paint me?” he asks, uncertainty coloring his tone.
“No, I asked if I could paint on you.” Cas clarifies.
Dean doesn’t know jack shit about art, it’s why he’s a STEM major, but now he’s starting to wonder if he shouldn’t do that either, because really, who in their right mind would trust a person who can’t tell the difference between painting someone and painting on someone with an electrical system? Not Dean, that’s for damn sure.
“You want to...paint on me?” Dean repeats back to him, slowly, and as an added bonus even points to himself as if Cas could possibly be referring to anyone else in the empty studio.
Cas blinks. Then, he nods, patience and exasperation fighting for dominance on his features. In the end, understanding tinged with disappointment wins as he says, “if you’re not comfortable with this, I understand...”
“No,” Dean’s mouth blurts out before his brain has time to process Cas’ comment. “I said I’d help you with your project and I will.”
“Are you sure?” Cas asks hopefully, fidgeting with the paintbrush in his hands.
No. “’Course I am.”
Cas’ face lights up in appreciation and the butterflies in Dean’s stomach flutter up a storm cause they clearly have nothing better to do. Still, the look on Cas’ face when Dean accepts his challenge is enough to put the misunderstanding behind them and let go of his uncertainty.
Until it’s time for Cas to paint on Dean.
When Cas originally asked Dean to help him with his assignment, Dean thought he’d pose for a couple hours and Cas would paint him like a 16th century monarch (never mind that Dean wanted Cas to paint him like one of his French girls). And he was cool with that, hell, he even looked forward to it (spending time with Cas, that is, not holding the same position for who knows how long). Dean even did some stretches and practiced holding various positions for several minutes.
Nothing could have prepared him for Cas scooping up some brown (”it’s not brown, Dean, it’s called ‘Burnt Umber’”, whatever the hell that means) paint on his brush, walking into Dean’s personal space like he owned it (he did, good God he did), and painting broad strokes onto Dean’s pale, freckled chest. Dean shivers the second the cold paint touches his skin and Cas barely gives him time to adjust to the temperature and weird sensation of bristles on his skin before he goes to town painting...whatever the hell he’s painting.
Cas furrows his brows and Dean watches him stick his tongue out in concentration and it’s the cutest thing he’s ever seen.
“So, uh, this paint safe for people?” Dean asks fighting a shiver that has nothing to do with the temperature of the paint and everything to do with the way Cas gently places his hand on Dean’s waist as he paints jagged lines across Dean’s chest.
Cas pauses to look up at Dean. “Of course.” he answers. “I would never ask this of you if I knew it wasn’t safe.”
Dean distractedly nods his understanding, his attention split between the sparkle in Cas’ clear blue eyes and the unfamiliar yet warm feeling ballooning in his chest. He looks away and forces himself to pay attention to his surroundings, afraid he might say something stupid if he continues staring into Cas’ eyes like that.
As far as college level art classes go, this one’s no different than most. It’s got several easels, canvases, paint brushes, and tubes of paint scattered all over the floor, tables, and open drawers. The sunlight streaming from the three floor-to-ceiling windows light up the room more than the dollar store bare bulb hanging from the ceiling. The dark grey walls are littered with murals in various stages of completion: sketched out, drawn, half painted and painted. Dean briefly wonders where the artists are and why they never finished before his eyes land on the creepy skeleton in the far right corner. It doesn’t have eyes, but Dean swears Michaelangel-Bones (as the art students named it for reasons Dean will never understand) stares at him.
Having had his fill of the offending decoration in the corner, Dean turns to face Cas only to frown when he doesn’t immediately spot his friend. Motion captures his attention and he looks down to see Cas, on his knees, in front of Dean, getting some green paint before carefully painting small strokes across Dean’s stomach, one hand on his waist.
Dean’s brain stops working and his heart, doing the exact opposite, pounds so fast he’s surprised it doesn’t beat out of his chest like they do in cartoons. But why would it, when it’s too busy pumping blood down south?
Dean tears his eyes away from the incredibly attractive sight of Cas on his knees and faces Michaelangel-Bones as if the skeleton’s gonna help him keep it in his pants. Although, weirdly enough, thinking about the disturbing skeleton whose not-eyes follow him around the studio actually does help Dean squash down his inappropriate thoughts about his roommate. Just to be on the safe side, he conjures a few very unsexy images (the time he accidentally walked in on his parents doing the horizontal tango, him and Charlie pigging out at the local buffet, stuffing their mouths and making gross faces at one another) all in an effort to get Little Dean under control.
Once his thoughts, feelings, heart, and Little Dean are all under control, he risks glancing down at Cas.
Cas who’s carrying on, painting God-knows-what on Dean’s stomach, casual as can be, completely oblivious to Dean’s internal monologue, seemingly unaffected by being practically face-to-face with Little Dean. He’s staring at Dean’s pudgy stomach with the same intensity as earlier when he was painting Dean’s chest.
All of Dean’s hard (heh) work making sure Little Dean behaves himself almost goes out the window when he notices Cas is sticking his tongue out a little in concentration and Dean wishes he was using his tongue for something else.
Dean berates himself for going down that road before thinking unsexy thoughts again, Don’t think about that, think about the time we didn’t realize Miracle was a girl until she had puppies. He better get his thoughts about Cas under control before he runs out of unsexy thoughts and Cas ends up coming face-to-face with Dean’s feelings for him. The last thing Dean wants is to make things awkward between them by being forced to admit he’s been in love with his best friend for years because said friend notices his boner.
"Done with the front," Cas chimes in. Thank God, Dean thinks, the torture is over. Dean's heart rate begins to slow down a bit and his thoughts settle. He relaxes.
That is, until Cas says, "Now it's time for the back," his voice a bit deeper than usual, giving Dean a nervous yet appreciative smile and Dean's heartbeat spikes all over again.
He returns Cas' smile, hoping he doesn't look as nervous as his friend did while trying not to let his mind run wild with possible explanations for Cas' nervousness.
Instead, Dean focuses on Cas and his friend walks around him, deliberately not facing Dean, squeezes out some light blue and some yellow paint onto his clear, paint-covered pallet, cleans his current brush and gets a new one.
Dean clears his throat. "So, uh, whatcha workin' on?" He asks in an effort to distract himself, fidgeting with the hem of his jeans. It's not that he's not interested in what Cas is doing, whatever it is he's doing, it's just that he really needs a distraction from the heat of Cas' hand on his waist.
"I'm painting a tree on your chest and the rest of the garden on your back." Cas responds just as his brush begins to paint long, broad strokes across his tailbone.
Dean shivers from the touch which only makes Cas squeeze his waist and now Dean's shuddering for a completely different reason.
"Dean, I need you to stay still, please." Cas reminds him, stern but not unkindly, pausing his process while Dean gets himself under control.
"Sorry." Dean replies. Once Dean is still, Cas continues painting across his back. It tickles a little as the bristles leave trails of cold, wet, and slightly slimy paint over his muscles.
Dean feels more than sees Cas’ precise brushing motions, feels Cas’ hot breath heat up the goosebumps adorning his skin and his breath hitches.
Cas stops painting.
Dean looks over his shoulder to find Cas already staring at him. He meets Cas’ gaze and swallows. “Everything alright, Cas?” Dean speaks softly into the space between them, which, Dean notices, isn’t much.
“Dean, I...” Cas trails off.
This close, Dean can see his friend’s dilated pupils and he’s certain his are, too. “Yeah, Cas?” Dean asks softly and tentatively, worried that if he speaks too loudly it’ll ruin the moment between them, pop it like a bubble. He swallows again, somewhere in the back of his mind wondering when his mouth got so dry.
Cas responds by leaning into Dean’s space and all his thoughts about his feelings for his roommate ruining their friendship fly out the window as Cas lightly rakes his nails up Dean’s side, over his shoulder blade, and down his arm.
Dean shudders in response, loving the feel of Cas’ hand on his body, although he wishes the guy would put both hands on him.
Cas’ hand slides down his Dean’s arm slowly, as if afraid going any faster might scare Dean off.
Once Dean feels Cas’ hand in his own, he intertwines their fingers and squeezes his hand as if to say I’m not going anywhere.
The soft look in Cas’s eyes becomes so intense, Dean’s surprised his pupils aren’t heart-shaped like in cartoons. Nevertheless, he returns Cas’ heart eyes and he swears he stops breathing and his heart stops beating in his chest as the world around them disappears.
No more sunlight streaming through the windows, no more Michael Angel-bones staring creepily at Dean, no more cold, wet paint drying slowly on his skin; only him and Cas and the small space between them that keeps getting smaller and smaller until their lips brush.
He distantly hears Cas’ paintbrush clatter as it falls on the floor but Cas runs his now empty hand through Dean’s hair and nothing else matters except closing the all but nonexistent space between them.
He’s not sure who moves first, only that one second there is a space between them and the next second Cas’ chapped, pillow-y lips are on his.
The angle is awkward and hurts Dean’s neck but it’s worth it because the kiss is sweet and gentle and everything he’s ever dreamed of and more.
They part only when they run out of breath and Dean rests his forehead on Cas’. They keep their eyes closed a little while longer, still a bit dazed from their kiss.
After a few moments, Dean slowly turns around. He opens his eyes and takes in the sight of Cas' unruly hair, heart eyes, the tiny blush coloring his cheeks, and his spit-slicked lips. Gazing into Cas' eyes, Dean finally understands what that funny yet warm feeling ballooning in his chest is.
"I love you," Dean blurts out, his mouth moving faster than his brain can keep up. He looks down at Cas' shirt collar, unable to meet his gaze, afraid of what he might see.
"I love you, too," Dean looks up at Cas' wavering tone. Cas' eyes are watery and Dean wipes the single tear streaming down his face.
"You - you do?" Dean whispers in disbelief. Somebody pinch him because he must be dreaming if his hot best friend actually reciprocates. "L-love me? Like, love me, love me?" Dean clarifies. It's stupid and he's well aware it is but he has to know, he has to make sure Cas doesn't mean it in the friend way.
"Yes, Dean," Cas answers in a steadier voice with a chuckle and Dean's heart soars. "I love you, love you."
Dean wraps his arms around Cas' neck and pulls him in for a desperate kiss.
Cas must have been expecting it because he wastes no time wrapping his arms around Dean's waist and giving as good as he’s getting.
They make out for several minutes, only pausing to breathe, letting their lips do all the talking, their kisses saying everything they've never dared speak out loud.
Eventually, Cas breaks the kiss and Dean whimpers at the loss of contact. As they separate, Cas’ shirt peels off of Dean’s chest, which feels really tacky. Dean and Cas wear matching grimaces as they take in the paint on Cas’ shirt. It’s the mirror image of the tree and grass painted on Dean’s chest except the edges are smeared making it look like a blurry photograph.
Dean stares at Cas’ shirt a little longer before the realization that he ruined Cas’ painting hits him. The color drains from his face as he looks at Cas with wide eyes. “Your painting, Cas, man, I am so sorry —”
Cas meets his look and his grimace gives way to a small smile and he lifts one shoulder in a shrug, as if to say what can you do? “Dean,” he interrupts, putting a hand on Dean’s shoulder. “You don’t need to apologize.”
“But I ruined your —” Dean tries.
“Dean, it’s alright.” He reassures. “You didn’t ruin anything.” A pause. “And if I recall correctly —” he smirks as his cheeks fill with a rosy pink color, “— I am equally to blame for ruining my project.”
Dean glances at Cas’ discarded paintbrush on the ground, rubbing the back of his neck at the memory of them making out moments ago. “Still…” Unconvinced and a bit guilty despite Cas’ reassurance, Dean prompts.
“Besides,” Cas grabs his hands. “I have more important things to do.” Cas gives him a very heated and suggestive look. “Wouldn’t you agree?”
Dean swallows, hard, and nods a response, speechless at Cas’ words. He’s never really seen this side of his roommate and best friend but he is not complaining and plans on taking full advantage of this newfound discovery.
And in the middle of the day, in the middle of the art classroom, he does just that, Cas’ painting long forgotten in favor of doing another kind of project.
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“Even if I chose right, you make me wish I'd chosen wrong”
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Otp prompt #37
“I’m a lover, not a fighter”
“And I’m a fighter not a lover. Your mindset won’t fly here, darling”
In which A, a calm and compassionate person from the suburbs finds themselves in B’s life where danger is constant and violence is almost always certain. Will B protect A and keep them from getting hurt? Will they find A to difficult and abandon them? How did A end up there and will they ever go back?
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Things are a little tough right now. While I’ve found it hard to watch TV/films or read during the pandemic, writing (and a dark sense of humour) has been my coping mechanism of choice. I’ve got WIPs as far as the eye can see but none of them are inspiring me at the moment so I’m hoping some requests might help. I’ve cobbled together some prompts. You can combine as many or as few as you want. If you’ve got something completely different in mind then let me know and we’ll discuss it. Put them in an ask along with the character/s you want and I’ll do my best..
- Any main character from NCIS (up to end S15)
- Any main character from The West Wing (up to end S1)
1. “No Mom/Dad/Relative that’s not my S/O, that’s my boss/colleague!”
2. “I thought you said no?”
3. “You know it’s 2am, right?”
4. “I don’t need to go to the hospital.” “Yes, you do!”
5. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
6. “I need to show you something.”
7. “Believe me, I don’t want to do this either.”
8. “No one has seen (name) since yesterday lunchtime.”
9. “I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that.”
10. “Why can’t I remember last night?”
11. “Why are you being like this?”
12. “That’s kind of cute.”
13. “I got you a surprise.”
14. “Shhh, don’t tell everyone.”
15. “I think it’s broken.”
i. Band aid
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Otp prompt #36
“I’m yours, but were you ever really mine? You had me, I let you have me. But looking back on it you were never mine, never only mine.”
In which A realizes that they were madly in love with someone they could never truly have. It’s up to you whether B ends up requiting the love and becoming only A’s, or if they keep playing this fucked up game of cat and mouse.
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Otp prompt #35
“If you want me... you’ve got me. Until then I’ll be waiting, you know where to find me”
In which A is in love with B but B can’t seem to make up their mind. But A will wait for as long as it takes, as long as B is theirs.
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Otp prompt #34
Person A: Wanna know what my favorite necklace is?
Person B: What is it sweetheart?
Person A: Your hand.
Person B: ...
Person B: Wanna wear it?
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Imprint - the soulmate’s touch will leave an imprint on their skin, aka Destiel ‘grabbed you tight’
Sense8 - being telepathically connected to your soulmate no matter where in the world they are (and speaking and understanding their language)
Markings - a soulmate mark that only the soulmates have in common
Platonic soulmates - there are different types of soulmates, some are romantic, some are platonic, some are familial (x)
Tattoo - when they reach a certain age, a tattoo shows up on their bodies that they have in common
Eye-colour - only being able to see everything in the colour of their soulmate’s eyes
Grey to multi-coloured - only being able to see grey until they meet their soulmate
Sharing injuries - receiving the same injuries (to a lesser extent) that their soulmate suffers from
Empathy - sharing the same emotions as their soulmate when they are close by
Names - their soulmate’s name is written on their body (maybe only initials)
First Word - the first word/sentence they hear their soulmate say is written on their body
Timer - everyone has a timer that’s counting down till they meet their soulmate
Dreamy - seeing their soulmate’s dreams or being able to communicate with them in their dreams
Biggest secret - everyone knows their soulmate’s biggest secret (even if it’s from the future)
No harm done - soulmates are not able to hurt each other physically
Sharing songs - being able to share songs with their soulmate in their heads
Clock - everyone has a clock that shows the time zone their soulmate is in
Taste - only being able to taste anything after meeting their soulmate
Smell - being able to smell what their soulmate is smelling
Danger alert - people can feel when their soulmate is in danger
Tell no lie - it’s impossible to lie to your soulmate
Voice in their head - the voice in their head is their soulmate’s voice
Sharing birthdays - soulmates are born on the same day, share the first breath with each other
Tugging - being able to feel a tug in the direction of your soulmate if they are feeling a strong emotion
Different soulmates - people are not necessarily their soulmate’s soulmate
First Word = the sentence that they will hear their soulmate say, is a very common saying or a catchphrase from a TV show
Sharing injuries = people hurting themselves in unique ways to find their soulmate is getting out of hand
Soulmate Trip = people are going on trips as soon as they are 18 to find their soulmate
TV shows/social media = it’s pretty popular to watch how people try to find their soulmates
Tell no lie = the soulmates meet in a situation where it’s very important to lie to each other
Shamefulness = their soulmate bond is not being seen as appropriate, for whatever reason
Defiance = not wanting to let fate run their lives, some people actively try to avoid meeting their soulmates
Sharing songs = they keep hearing songs that they can’t find on the internet, finally realizing that they are their soulmate’s own, unpublished songs
Sharing songs = they keep hearing songs that only become famous months later, finally realizing that their soulmate is involved in producing those popular songs
Danger alert = their soulmate is constantly in danger and as soon as they meet, they will have a word with them for worrying them so much
I hope you all enjoy the AU ideas :)
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Thinking of writing a set of pandemic stories (Sailor Moon) because we are so done with this quarantine thing and yet aren't anywhere near normal. And maybe by writing characters experiencing the pandemic we'll all feel a bit better, a bit more seen and heard as we struggle through the next year.
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Person A has always been a parental figure to their younger sibling, due to a bad home life and their parent(s) being neglectful/abusive. But when their younger sibling came out to Person A as trans, Person A is extremely worried how their parent(s) will react (since Person A is gay and faced horrible treatment from their parents when it became known) and decides to run away with their younger sibling before any serious harm comes to them and so their sibling can start transitioning socially somewhere safe. But while traveling and camping in the woods temporarily, their younger sibling finds a large but injured predator and tries to help it, but when the animal gets up and starts walking/limping, the sibling follows. The animal, actually a shapeshifter Person B, reverts to their human form once they reach their home, a cottage in the woods, and when they realize the child has still followed them, is about to shoo the kid away, when they realize how dirty and hungry the child looks and decides to at least give them a meal. Person A, panicking when they find their younger sibling gone, immediately goes searching for them and runs into Person B, who was on their way back with the kid to drop them back off at the tent, since the kid told Person B the whole story (from their child perspective). But when Person B realizes how bad off the two siblings look, begrudgingly invites them over for a meal, bath, and one night of rest. Person B also had a bad home life that they fled from, and decides to offer to drive Person A and their sibling as far as they can in the direction of their goal location. But while talking about Person A’s plans for survival, Person B sees a lot of problems, and points them out, but when Person A gets defensive, Person B offers to let them stay until they can figure out a more solid and reliable plan. Person A agrees, realizing they’d be risking their sibling’s safety if they go ahead with their initial idea. In exchange for letting them stay, Person A helps out around the house and works a job in a nearby town. Person A and Person B start to grow close, and Person A realizes this is the most stable home life they can probably manage to give their younger sibling and Person B starts to grow used to their presences and care about them.
In a world of soulmates where the first touch between the soulmates triggers the indicator (a permanent mark appears on the skin or the skin glows or they feel a strong physical reaction, etc.), Person A has run away from home to escape a bad home life, but ran out of gas in a small town that’s far enough away for them to feel secure, so gets a job at a store in town (ex: cafe, hardware store, general store, etc.) to make ends meet while living out of their car. But one day, Person B, someone who everyone in the town is wary of and who lives on the outskirts outside of town, comes by the shop they work at and catches Person A’s interest, due to being so mysterious and seemingly scares the locals. Person B continues to come by more often, and the other employees start to try to shield and protect Person A from Person B’s curiosity, thinking Person B is up to no good. But Person A doesn’t mind the attention and doesn’t fear Person B like everyone else. But one day, when getting out of work late, someone tries to mug/attack Person A, and Person B rescues them, but while doing so, touches Person A, and both their soul mate indicators activate and Person B doesn’t want to talk about it, but does walk Person A home to make sure they’re safe. Upon seeing that Person A lives out of their car, Person B offers them a place to stay, and being shaken, Person A agrees. Person B turns out to be more normal than Person A expected from how wary all the locals were. But as Person A spends time with Person B, both start to develop feelings, but Person B is hiding that they’re a shapeshifter from Person A — the reason the locals are so wary of them.
Person A is trans and in a world where soulmates exist with a touch based indicator where their skin glows when they touch, and recently moved to the big city and started to socially transition, but keeps getting helped out in random situations — from collecting things they were holding that fell out of their hands to saving them from a mugging — by a random stranger, Person B, who always tries to conceal as much of their skin as possible. So when Person B shows up again, after so many times helping Person A, Person A insists they stay and let Person A buy them something as a thanks. But while handing Person B their drink, notices scars all over Person B’s hands, and is mesmerized when the scars light up especially brightly when they’re hands touch. Person A wants to learn more about Person B, but Person B is wary about the idea. But when someone breaks into Person A’s apartment and tampers with their hormone treatment without Person A being aware, Person A winds up very sick and strange things start happening to their body, giving them strange abilities. And Person B shows up and helps them deal with the changes. Which allows the two to spend a lot of time together, like Person A wanted.
Person A is a mage, but will only be considered a fully fledged one if they can get a fantastical creature to submit to them through their own magic. Person B is a shapeshifter who comes up with the idea of shifting into their beast form and appearing to submit to Person A. The only problem is the council who grants the title of mage as a gift forges a bond between the creature and the mage, so the creature becomes the mage’s familiar. Which Person A and Person B didn’t plan for, assuming that such magic was cast by the mage themself and not the council doing it for them. Now they’re bonded and are starting to realize there are a lot of strange perks and downsides to the bond (ex: telepathic connection, sharing powers, etc.). But as the two navigate the sudden boost in closeness in their relationship, they start to realize their feelings for one another — but are unsure if it’s merely a side effect of the bond.
Person A lives in a world of soulmates and where people are divided into alpha, beta, or omegas. Most soulmates tend to have the same dynamic, which works well due to the hierarchies between the groups (though each has their area of expertise in the public sphere and can be respected in those areas). Person A is a beta, expecting to have their soulmate be another beta, as per usual. So when their soulmate sense tells them their soulmate is Person B, an alpha or omega, they’re uncertain how to navigate a relationship. But Person A, after the death of a relative, gets saddled with their relative’s kid, and feels too young to be a parental figure to the child. So Person A is pleasantly surprised when Person B offers to help them care for their unexpected ward.
Person A is a trans omega (born alpha) who is struggling heavily with their family’s expectations for them. But when the pressure of trying to meet their expectations becomes too much, Person A runs off for awhile. At the place they go to to escape the familial pressure, they meet Person B, an older alpha who keeps flirting with them, despite being aware of Person A’s gender identity. Person A always assumed it was just to validate them and help put them at ease after they’d been under so much stress, but Person B is actually serious, and one day bluntly asks Person A on a date.
Person A lives in a world where soulmates, when they first realize they love their soulmate, will be sent back in time in their soulmate’s timeline to be there for them in a moment in their life when they were alone and/or needed someone who loved and cared about them more than ever. Person A met Person B, an older person, who they met when they needed Person B most, so they didn’t know Person B was their soulmate. But when when Person A realizes they’re in love with Person B, they get transported back to Person B’s childhood, when child!Person B needed someone the most. And Person A gets to witness and be present for Person B’s rough childhood and help them through it. Since Person B had a rough childhood due to being trans (or a different LGBT+ identity).
Person A is a superhero and trans, which makes keeping their civilian identity (where they’re closeted) a secret fairly easy. But Person B, a villain who works with a group of other villains, gets close enough to touch Person A during a battle/manages to grab Person A, but after a brief struggle feigns like they’ve been hit and purposefully lets Person A escape. Person A is confused but tries not to dwell on it, until Person B approaches them somewhere private, while Person A is in their hero costume, and tells Person A they have some tips for helping Person A keep their
Person A grew up in a supernatural hunter family, but as a child gets saved from some dangerous supernaturals by a young adult shapeshifter, Person B. Years later, Person A is hunting with their family, and runs into Person B, who’s injured. Instead of hurting Person B, Person A decides to repay Person B, the one who saved them so many years ago, by helping them out, and bringing Person B back to Person B’s home with Person B giving them directions. But while getting Person B safely home, another shapeshifter recognizes Person A as a hunter and thinks they’re trying to hurt Person B and attacks Person A, biting them before Person B can explain. Now Person A is also a shapeshifter, and a very young one, and Person B once more helps them out by letting Person A live with them and hide from their family who would surely kill them. But apparently among shapeshifters, soulmates are common, and now that Person A has been turned, Person B realizes Person A is their soulmate.
Person A was raised in a family of hunters, but was actually adopted and is secretly a shapeshifter, but only learns after going through puberty and their shapeshifter dynamic surfaces. Person A is an omega, and apparently they’re adopted hunter family wanted them to be an alpha, someone they hoped they could use to hunt other supernaturals with due to superior strength and endurance. But they decide instead of use Person A as bait, but Person A gets rescued from being hurt by an alpha, Person B, who saves them from the alpha they were used to bait. Person B takes Person A back to their home. Apparently Person B’s entire family was killed by hunters, and they had originally been planning to merely kill the family of hunters who moved in, but something seemed off about Person A, so they waited and when Person A displayed as a shapeshifter and an omega, Person B made it their mission to rescue them.
Person A is an omega known for having an extremely subtle scent that most people don’t pick up, so they’ve always been written off as a beta, and been told by those that know they’re an omega that they’ll never drive an alpha into any kind of sexual frenzy/rut nor will their soulmate be able to find them via their scent. Person B is a blind alpha and has a very sharp nose because of it, and when they first pick up Person A’s scent, realizes Person A is their soulmate, but has worries that their soulmate might not want them due to their lack of vision.
Person A recently left home to live on their own, but then the death of their abusive single parent lands their younger sibling in their care. Person A has no idea how to deal with their younger sibling, who resents them for leaving them alone with an abuser when Person A left home. But one day, while trying to take their younger sibling shopping their sibling runs off and ends up running into Person B, someone who works there, and Person A approaches and overhears their younger sibling opening up to Person B. Person A is embarrassed by how their younger sibling is describing them to Person B, and Person B clearly thinks they’re a bad guardian. But when their sibling starts coming to the mall to hang out with Person B and avoid Person A whenever the two fight, and Person A is at least calm to know their sibling isn’t wandering around the streets alone and eventually, Person B starts bringing the sibling home to Person A after they’ve calmed down, and even giving Person A casual pointers on how to help and care for their younger sibling. The two wind up growing close over Person B helping Person A out with their sibling.
Person A is in a fight with their younger sibling when their younger sibling accidentally curses them with a spell. Apparently their estranged parent was a witch/magic user and now Person A is stuck as a younger version of themself/child version of themself. Person A and their younger sibling head to the library, looking for books on witches and magic, but come up with nothing — until Person B, a library employee who’s the same age as Person A’s normal self, offers to help the two kids. But when the sibling ends up admitting what happened, despite Person A trying to stop them, Person B says they might know someone, and brings the two to a real and fully trained witch, who happens to be Person B’s own teacher in the magical arts.
Person A and Person B dragged together on a group project with a third person who’s blatantly crushing on one or both of them. But Person A and Person B are too blinded by their dislike (and attraction to one another). But when the third member of their group project gets sick and the two have to finish it together, they let down the pretense of hating one another as strongly as they act like they do, and get to having a bit of a shared moment. But after the group project is over, the two aren’t able to get the memory out of their head, and start to try to find excuses to be around each other more and more, while trying to keep up the pretense they don’t get along.
Person A and Person B are both alphas, and Person A makes it a competition to try to win over/seduce anyone Person B dates or even seems to like. Person B is always getting annoyed with Person A being such a heartbreaker out of seemingly spite. Person A secretly just is trying to get Person B’s attention, but isn’t sure how to get Person B to notice them. When the two get in a fight over a partner who got hurt because of Person A’s interference, Person B gets in a fight with Person A, and Person A admits they want Person B to look at them.
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Currently Losing my Mind
We all know how shipping works yes? And how when its
person A x person B, person A is the one who let's just say, politely doms/tops/wears the pants, and absolutely controls the soul of person B, yes?
So, in what Teen Wolf universe did this fandom make Stiles more of a dom/top than Derek? I-- is the ship not called Sterek. As in Stiles x Derek!-- How much control does Stiles have over this big, angry, werewolf!?
Derek is a power bottom, confirmed.
Fanfic writers, do what you wish.
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48 and 44 Rumbelle
48. “You make me want things I can’t have.”
44. “I still remember the way you taste.”
Okay so I know this is meant to be dialogue prompts... but these two together gave me mad monologue vibes.
So I just had to give it a go and it turned oddly poetic and I kinda love it???
This is the last prompt in my inbox currently, and I really enjoyed writing all of them. I loved the challenge of it. So yeah... if anyone wants to send more prompts... I certainly wouldn’t be opposed!
The Story We All Know
I watch as you stomp away, leaving me in my own dungeon. Your torturous words stinging worse than the lick of this realms cruelest whips.
Every perfectly punctuated accusation you threw hit its mark, puncturing my heart, and now I’m left here to bleed out.
As you threatened me with the notion I was already feeling it.
How could I not? When you’re screaming that you love me with pain in your eyes, and when the proof was in in the pudding. The kiss had worked.
I will not give you that point. Not today. My actions came from strength, not fear.
(And if I keep telling myself that, perhaps even I will believe it.)
You make me want things I can’t have. Not with you. Now now. Because I cannot have love, I cannot have family, I cannot have you, until I have Bae. And without my magic I’d be worthless to find him.
So be free of me, as I wish I could be free of you.
See the world, as I long to see you smile.
Love yourself, as I always, privately will.
And be brave, as I’ve never been able to be.
And perhaps one day we’ll meet again when the time is right and we can start over. With a Beauty and a Beast, and the love that that threatens to slay him.
She leaves me with a jab to my lonesomeness, mocking me for feeling human emotion in the wake of the most devastating news.
How can it be true?
How can it be said that you are gone from this world when in my mind’s eye I can still picture you perfectly? That small, soft, lovely smile. Those brilliantly blue, too-bright eyes that cast light over me, and offered to take the darkness away.
How can you be gone when I can still hear your lovely teasing voice? Those soft giggles, and tender reassurances that I am both more than and not at all what people think.
How could it be when I can close my eyes and feel your touch as if we were back there at the wheel and it were all new again. Your hands on my shoulders, fingers in my hair, your lips on mine.
Kiss me again, it’s working!
I still remember the way you taste. A sweetness I had never though possible, like a pleasant spring morning or the softest, purest sugars for sale...
It must be Ghosts
Well, consider me at your mercy. Haunt me with all that you’ve got. This is all my fault, after all. Bring forth the guilt and enact your revenge, and know as I suffer and fall to ruins that you were right.
A chipped cup sits prized on a pedestal. I’m sure it’s a symbolism for something. Perhaps it’s where I wish I would’ve placed you. Or perhaps it is me, a delicate, broken vessel that is only important because it was once, and forever will be yours.
I’m sorry that I was too afraid to love you.
I’m sorry I couldn’t be the man you needed me to be.
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Charity Reward Prompts 1
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Person A is a farmer in a futuristic setting, living in a very large underground bunker that functions as a farm, with special lights to help their plants grow and produce food for their animals and lots of heavy duty machinery to help Person A run it by themself. But one day, Person B, a stranger claiming to be from the surface, gets brought down in their empty trash elevator (an elevator that brings their trash to the surface).
Person A is an orphan teen living on the ground level of a major city where the buildings are so tall and so clustered, that no sunlight gets down to the bottom, leaving those too poor to live on the upper levels stuck in a world devoid of natural light. Person B is a thief who steals from the rich, from their penthouse homes, but ends up getting hurt from a bad fall and found by Person A.
Person A is someone living in a collective of underground farming bunkers. But Person A is starting to show signs of having strange abilities that they share with one of their parents who is now deceased. Person A’s family wants to send them to the surface to study, so hopefully their abilities can be put to a better use than their farming community. But then some underground pirates attack their farming bunker group with their underground digging ships/submarine like devices. Person A’s powers are noticed and Person A is stolen by the pirate crew and their family spared. Person B is one of the pirates and the mastermind behind their operations, and has ideas for how to put Person A’s abilities to use.
Person A is a detective/cop, working with their robot work companion, in a major city, but keeps getting strange reports of people’s robots and machinery acting weird and malfunctioning whenever a certain criminal attacks their businesses/homes, but there’s never any sign of tampering. Person A finally runs into Person B, the criminal, who can manipulate technology with their mind. Person A tries to get Person B to work with them to solve crimes instead.
Person A works as an engineer, and their child is often with them in their laboratory, until they notice their child can manipulate technology with their mind, and they start to fear what could happen if anyone else found out what their child can do.
Person A works at an animal shelter, where unadoptable pets have chips implanted in their heads to fix their behaviors and make them easier to handle and care for. Person B is a visitor and is fascinated by how the chips work and gets Person A to teach them how to wire them in, and then coerces Person A to join them in kidnapping people, chipping them, with specific commands to make them able to be turned into mind-controlled puppets for Person B and Person A.
Person A is a doctor who works with cybernetic enhancements, but recently they were recruited to enhance injured soldiers so they can fight again and better than before. Person B is one such soldier, but Person A realizes Person B is merely faking their injury in order to get the enhancements, which apparently the military is encouraging some soldiers do, in order to save the trouble of dealing with their injuries if they are improved with cybernetics before even getting an injury.
Person A is an engineer who create military grade cybernetic enhancements, and after their child, Person B, is horribly attacked, decides to enhance Person B so they can protect themself better. But then Person B decides to become a vigilante and keeps coming back to Person A to fix them up and keep improving their enhancements.
Person A is a new recruit in the military, and has just realized the drafted soldiers had chips placed in their heads to make them willing to kill and follow the orders of the military without hesitation. Person A is against the process, and when they meet a hacker, Person B, who is trying to take control of the chips and turn the drafted soldiers into mindless puppets to destroy the military from the inside out, and make the military stop chipping humans to force them into submission. So Person A decides to help them.
Person A is a hacker who has gotten access to the codes for military’s chips and cybernetics, and has been working towards their goal of completely dismantling the military by making the cybernetics go haywire and the chipped soldiers revolt. But then a friend, Person B, comes up with another idea: make the military work for them only, by taking control of the chips and cybernetics.
Person A is a politician who has been hiring hackers to mess with the military so they can turn the people against the military and get people to vote for them, so they can rise in power and take control and create a dictatorship. But their political partner, after a recent assassination attempt, has become enhanced with cybernetics, and now Person A sees an opportunity to work with some of their partners to control their partner as well, and be the solo one pulling the strings. But their personal and most trusted hacker, Person B, has other plans.
Person A is getting into fights with their romantic partner more and more and decides to secretly have their partner chipped to repair their relationship and fix their partner’s behavior. But Person B, the person who placed the chip for them and set it up, starts to fall for Person A, and their chipped romantic partner is in the way.
Person A is living in a castle town when they realize they have the ability to control lightning. Afraid of being found out and burned as a witch, Person A tries to hide their power, but then ends up using it to save a noble Person B’s life.
Person A is a Robin Hood-like person who believes they are reigning religious judgment down on the greedy wealthy by frying them with lightning, a trick they’ve learned to control flawlessly. But then they run into a noble, Person B, and their child, on the run from their own family because the child has the same strange ability.
Person A is teenager in the early days of computers who realizes they can hear voices coming from the computers, in strange languages they don’t understand. Later they realize they’re hearing coding, as if it was a spoken language, and they have an ability that allows them to ‘speak’ to technology, and as they try to learn the language, they start to uncover some alarming secrets.
Person A has joined/been drafted into the military, after having been able to speak to and manipulate technology around them all their life, and is renowned due to this secret as the best in their field of technology. But Person A is trying to blend in and hide their power, fearing the worst if anyone discovers what they can do.
Person A has learned the language of computers, and is always trying to find others like them, but after years and years of subtly searching, has assumed their the only one. Until they meet Person B, a therapist they’ve been sent to because of their strange reactions around electronics. But Person B is someone who Person A is noticing the subtle signs of being someone who can understand tech.
Person A is a soldier in a medieval military who has only survived so long because they can seemingly control lightning, and does so to save themself from dying through “lucky lightning strikes” on their opponents or conjuring up storms before battles, etc. Because of this they’ve risen in the ranks due to just surviving. But after a battle where Person A and Person B, one of their fellow soldiers, are the last two surviving after a battle and far from base, they begin to travel back together, and Person B witnesses them use their powers to save both their lives during a storm.
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Otp prompt #33
A has severe anxiety that seems to frequently flair up and cause emotional distress towards A. A has tried everything, medicines, breathing exercises, grounding exercises, but nothing worked. Until they met B, B became their safe place. Maybe A tells B that they are their safe place, how do they react? Are they flattered? Scared they will do something wrong to make A more anxious?
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They meet when Dionysus sees Reader walk into a street sign.
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