#one bed prompt

[bigfootsmom]

17 for the bed sharing prompts? 👉👈😊

We're going to pretend that this says #6 (First time sharing a bed as a couple) akdhssjkg. It got long so there's more under the cut!

“Are you okay? Do you need another pillow, o–or a glass of water? I can—” “Buck.”  There’s an audible click as Buck snaps his mouth shut, teeth clicking together as a muscle in his jaw jumps. He looks to where Eddie is propped up in bed looking worn and tired with dark circles carved into the delicate skin of his under eye. Buck can feel the tired drag of his own eyes, but he can’t quite tear his eyes away from Eddie’s arm resting carefully across his chest, fingers protectively curled over his bare ribs where bruises are already promising to spread like spilled ink beneath his warm skin.  “Babe, it’s okay— I’m okay, just tired.” The sheets rustle as Eddie settles back further against his pillows. Buck can see that Eddie is tired. Hell— Eddie even sounds tired, a hoarseness to his voice that makes Buck want to go get that glass of water anyway.  “Are you sure you’re okay?” Buck knows that Eddie hates people hovering, hates when they poke and prod and doesn't let him retreat to lick his wounds in peace. But there had been a moment when Eddie hadn’t— when Eddie had— 

He has to ask. He has to keep asking if Eddie’s okay because there had been a split second where Buck thought Eddie wasn’t okay.

continue on ao3

send me an "only one bed/sharing the bed" prompt!

#prompt fill #one bed prompt #buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 fic #911 #molly writes #ali tag #this got too long so i had to post it on ao3 i'm sorry #kshjdgks i am also posting in the middle of the night so i know like three people are gonna see this akgjhsd

[jojameswinter]

Your snippets look so so so good. Please can we get the one bed sneak peek

I adore you, anon! ❤️ I've been kinda losing steam after I finished two works, but I was feeling more inspired today and wrote quite a bit! It was so lovely to receive this message! 🥹

Here's the one bed excerpt:

The levity starts to fade, even as he tries futilely to grasp on to it. It would be a lot easier to keep things light, to keep their past buried where it belongs. But when he reaches for a joke, he doesn’t find it, still clinging tight to the grudge holding, shitty part of himself instead.  “Okay? Kiara, do you even remember what happened?” It’s embarrassing that he brought it up, but fuck it, he might go months, even years before he sees her again, that’s how this shit always seems to go.  He thinks maybe she actually doesn’t remember. That while he’d stood there, glaring at her over those bonfire flames, no match for the wildfire of fury inside of him, she’d probably already forgotten. That they’d shared something, maybe everything, under the blanket of midnight. At that, she whips around to face him. And even though he clearly pissed her off, he’s a little satisfied to see she’s still in there, more Kiara Carrera than ever. “What do you think I am?” she demands. “Of course I fuckin’ remember.”  “Then you remember how shitty you were.”

#jiara #ask #my asks #lovely anon #diana answers #one bed prompt #jiara fic #jiarafic #jiara fanfic #jj maybank #kiara carrera

[scealaiscoite]

reasons for there to be only one bed ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱

¹⁾ they’re undercover as a married couple, and as such need to act like one

²⁾ there’s technically two beds available, but it’s freezing cold and everybody knows body heat works best

³⁾ it’s a camping trip, and one character’s forgotten their sleeping bag

⁴⁾ a character goes to their friend’s house after an emotional upheaval in search of comfort, and ends up staying the night - but refuses to kick the homeowner out of their own bed, resulting in the two of them sharing it

⁵⁾ in a roommate scenario, one character’s bedroom has been rendered unusable - and with the couch being unsustainable in the long run, they proffer sharing the one remaining bed as a solution

⁶⁾ there are two beds, but only one blanket

⁷⁾ a character’s taken ill, and the other party worries too much to leave them alone for even a minute

⁸⁾ in a fit of anger after a mission gone wrong, both characters sleep in the only available bed because no one was chivalrous to offer to take the floor

⁹⁾ a character’s had a nightmare, and needs company to feel safe enough to go back to sleep

¹⁰⁾ the weather takes a tumultuous turn, meaning a late night hangout has to turn into a sleepover when a character gets stranded there for the night

¹¹⁾ it’s a late night at work and when they both grow too tired to continue on, the only option is the lone office couch

¹²⁾ a threat’s been made against one/all character(s) involved, and so under the guise of safety in numbers it’s deemed safest if they stay together - everywhere

¹³⁾ one character joins the other for a late-night conversation, and ends up getting comfortable in their bed next to them - evidently too comfortable, as the char in bed falls asleep on the visitor and effectively traps them there

¹⁴⁾ there’s no bed in the shoddy refuge they’ve found after things went sideways, so when it comes time to sleep the only real choice is to stay close together

and, of course,

¹⁵⁾ it’s the last room available at the hotel after a long trip

#8 is extremely simon riley coded but you didn’t hear that from me lol #prompts #prompt list #writing prompts #writing exercise #fluff prompts #rp meme #soft prompts #otp prompts #fluff writing prompts #only one bed #only one bed prompts #forced proximity prompts

[unboundprompts]

an enemy to lovers and one bed trope but I need their responses in the morning being strangled to eachother

One Bed Trope: Morning After Dialogue

-> feel free to edit as you see fit

"Get off of me."

"Is it weird I'm comfortable?"

"Jesus Christ how did we manage to fall asleep like this?"

"How the hell did you wrap your leg around me?"

"You've been laying on my arm all night and I can't feel it."

"I would've moved to the floor but you were using me as a pillow."

"I almost fist-fought you last night when you took the blanket."

"I have to pee so bad please get up."

"I don't think I'm going to be able to look you in the eyes after this."

"You snore. Loudly."

"I do not snore, you liar."

"We don't have to talk about it, just get dressed."

"It's too early for this, we'll talk about it later."

"I don't understand how I slept so good last night."

"Let's keep it professional, alright?"

"Don't get confused, I was only clinging to you because you stole the blanket and I had no other way to keep warm."

"We're not going to bring this up ever again, right?"

"I slept really good last night." "That makes one of us."

"My arm is still asleep."

"Did you know you talk in your sleep?"

"How did the blanket end up on the floor? No wonder I was freezing."

"Go back to sleep."

"You're the only source of warmth in this stupid hotel, come back to bed before I get hypothermia."

#writing prompts #dialogue prompt #otp prompts #creative writing #prompt list #ask box prompts #one bed trope #enemies to lovers #enemies to lovers prompts #soft prompts #morning after #fluff prompts #argument prompts

[ogdoadfates]

There was only one bed/sharing a bed Prompt list

We doing this masterful trope this time lol. Again like always feel free to use for anything.

Person A waking up to a sleeping Person B clinging onto them tightly.

"Did you know you talk in your sleep?"

Person A waking up to Person B curled up and sleeping on top of them.

"Join me?"

Person A helping calm down Person B who woke up terrified and crying from a nightmare.

First time sharing a bed as a couple.

"Can I join you? I just...I just don't want to be alone tonight."

Whispering "Oh you are going to be very embarrassed when you wake up."

"I don't know, you just make me feel safe."

"It's late and we're tired."

Accidentally falling asleep on the bed to wake up to someone walking in on them.

Person A & B finding out when they wake up that they both cuddle things in their sleep (in this case each other)

"I can take the floor?" "No it's alright, besides it's big enough for the both of us."

Person A idly playing with Person B's hair while they are asleep.

Person A waking up to notice Person B was watching them sleep.

Person A staying the night after an event involving Person B.

Person A staying the night to help Person B recover after they were released from the hospital.

"You sure this is okay?"

"Do you want me to stay?"

"This okay?"

"It's alright, I'm here."

"Weirdly, the best sleep I've ever had."

#there was only one bed #fanfiction prompt #story prompts #writing prompts #prompts #prompt #free to use prompts #fluff prompts #fluff #hurt/comfort prompts #hurt/comfort #ao3 fanfic prompts #ao3 prompt #writting prompt #dialogue prompt #sentence prompts #sentence starters #romantic prompts #romance prompts

[nerdpoe]

Sam Manson looks nothing like her parents.

Sam

Sam's parents

I'm not talking hair color, that can by dyed. No, the chin structure, the eye color, the skin tone-she's very clearly adopted.

You know who she looks like? Art differences aside, of course.

Arella, mother of Raven and wife of Trigon.

So basically, an AU where Sam is the daughter that Arella surrendered to Earth USA Child Protective Services without her husband knowing, and Raven is her sister.

Sam, of course, knows she's adopted, but has no idea about who her birth mother is.

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc #dc x dp #phanfic #story prompt #i'm going to bed sorry #just one final thought before i go

[skylersprompts]

DC x DP Prompt *32*

This was the ninth- no.... tenths loop. He is eating his breakfast and he is dizzy again. Because Mom drugged his oatmeal, because Mom and Dad knew! Danny stood up from his chair and tried to leave the kitchen. (He knew it wouldn't work, it never worked) His eyes grew heavy and a few steps later he hit the ground.

He wakes up to the same gruesome picture as in the last nine loops. But Danny doesn't beg anymore. Or says anything. It hurts, but it's nothing he hasn't had felt before. It would only take them a week before they would destroy his core again and then everything would start anew. Maybe he could think of something better for next time.

.

.

.

The last feeling he remembered was an all encompassing pain, as his Dad crushed his core. But he was at the breakfast table again, already feeling groggy. But maybe this time he could get help? He knew that he could fight the drugs for around ten minutes, as long as he didn't stand up.

So instead he got his phone out of his pocket. He knew that neither his sisters, nor his friends would be fast enough, he already tried them, but maybe someone else could be fast enough.

He opened Twitter and started to write a new post, ignoring his atrocious spelling in favor of getting as many information out as possible.

@theoneandonlyflash I'm kinda stuck in a time looop and my parents will koll me in about a werk they druged me so I'll be in they lab in a fee minotes. Pleaase helpp and fins me iin Amyt Park, Illnois. My name iss Dannyy Fentin

He was able to press send, before his vision would become to spotty. Now he just needed to hope that the fastest man alive would be able to help him. Danny's head fell on the table.

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.

.

It was the eleventh time he woke up to the same scene and this time he couldn't do anything against his tears. He would die again... and again and again...

Danny's spiraling thought were interrupted by the basement door, that had hit the wall. This was new!

#skylers prompts #dcxdp #dcxdp prompt #dpxdc #don't tag the danny phantom fandom #the flash #barry allen #wally west #Wich ever one you prefer #Danny is stuck in a loop #His parents found out and vivisected him #They destroy his Core #He is back a week before his Core destruction #10 minutes before they take him down to the lap #This happens around ten times without him finding a solution #He finally thinks of something that might work #He @ The Flash on Twitter and begs for help #His parents have him cut open again #but this time someone comes for him #I'm back bitches! #sorry life was a little chaotic #my daughter learned to walk and too sleep in her own bed

[greenglowinspooks]

Ok guys consider this: DP fic where Danny and Wes run away together

Make no mistake, they still absolutely HATE each other. Wes has been trying to expose Danny’s identity since the beginning, and that hasn’t changed a bit since the GiW appeared.

Now, though, it makes a little bit more sense to Danny.

Wes is at his window, panting and shaking, and he is bleeding. The GiW, he explains, had been harassing him since the beginning. An hour ago, they got the warrant needed to take him into custody, and they went after him immediately. To add to that, they got the papers to go after one other person as well. Danny.

So now, they’re on the world’s worst road trip to Florida or Alaska or some other, equally far away state because Wes has an uncle there who he knows has a deep enough grudge against the government that he won’t sell them out for anything.

They hate each other, and desperately wish they could ditch each other, but Danny’s the only one who can actually keep their rustbucket bike (originally Wes’ brother’s, gifted to him after it started breaking down) working without dropping at least 2 grand on repairs, and Wes is the only one with a driver’s license.

Danny’s honestly surprised that Wes didn’t just sell him out. Wes told him that, quite frankly, he probably would have, had the GiW not attacked him as viciously as they did. He still hated Danny, of course, but he couldn’t live with himself if he just…left someone to get tortured like that.

Danny snaps that he knew the GiW would do that since the beginning, and if Wes had just listened to him—

In truth, he’s surprisingly touched. He’s never gonna tell Wes that, but still.

Basically just roadtrip of hell where Danny and Wes slowly get closer and start to understand each other, while simultaneously Jazz and Sam are working together to politically destroy the GiW, Tucker is running digital interference as much as possible (Danny, please stop showing your full face in front of security cameras, are you trying to give him a seizure), and the parents Fenton are beginning to think that they might’ve, just maybe, made a slight mistake in their understanding of Phantom.

#danny phantom #dp prompt #danny fenton #wes weston #unidentified flying ship #ufs #also cujo is there probably #only one bed trope except instead of sharing they beat the hell out of each other for bed rights #btw did you guys know Wes has 2-3 siblings? I sure didn’t lol

[writersloveroe]

one bed trope dialogue prompts

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•”wait- there’s seriously only one bed?”

•”no i insist, stay in bed with me,”

•”i didn’t mean to end up so close to you that night we were sharing the bed,”

•”it was so awkward- i woke up and we were cuddling like a couple,”

•”i hope you don’t snore,”

•”can you come a little closer? it’s cold in here,”

•”you know your head was resting on my shoulder as you slept right?”

•”you’re a cute sleeper,”

•”i know this is a bit weird, but can you hold me?”

•”stop hogging the covers!”

•”you kicked me seven times while sleeping,”

•”can you talk to me? i can’t sleep,”

•”there must’ve been some mistake there should be two beds,”

•”sharing a bed with you isn’t the worse thing that could happen, right?”

•”i’ll sleep on the couch- fine, i’ll sleep with you on the bed,”

•”you have cute bedhead,”

#one bed trope #one bedroom #writing prompt #dialouge #dialogue snippet #fanfiction prompts #fanfic #fanfiction writer #otp ideas #otp writing #imagine your otp #otp dialogue #otp #otp ship #otp things #otp prompts #romantic prompts #romance prompts #romantic #dialogue inspo #character dialogue #writing dialogue

[luxaofhesperides]

Wings AU ; requested by @justwannabecat!

“Are you sure it looks good?” Duke asks for the sixth time in an hour.

Tim sighs and says, yet again, “It looks fine. Just give it to him! If he doesn’t love it, I’ll beat him up for you.”

“You wouldn’t do that.”

“I could! But you’re right, I wouldn’t. I would just psychologically torment him until he broke.”

“Don’t do that, please. I’d like to actually have a chance with him, even if he hates this.”

“He won’t,” Tim says. He actually stops typing to give Duke a severe look. “Go and give it to him. If you don’t go now, he’s going to think you bailed.”

Duke glances at the time, then jumps. “Shit! Thanks for your help, man!” He’s out of the door before Tim can say another word. He doesn’t bother with the front door, or even going down the hallway. Instead, he opens the nearest window and flings himself out of it, unfurling his tawny wings to catch the wind beneath them and ride them into the city proper.

He briefly considers stopping for a moment to change into his Signal outfit so he can fly above civilian jurisdiction, then decides that it’s far easier to just bend the light around him so he’s invisible. He wouldn’t want to be late meeting Danny, after all. Especially not for this.

He hadn’t been expecting Danny to be into traditional courting methods. Most people tend to go the more modern way of dating, but Danny had mentioned once or twice that he thought it was romantic. He had blushed, mumbling the words, but Duke heard them and went into researching courting methods to see which ones Danny might like best.

Sure, he could just ask Danny out on a date like he normally would if he liked someone, but if Danny wants to be courted, then Duke is going to court him!

It’s why he’s been planning this out carefully, gathering his primaries after his wings molted a few months ago so he could string them together into a thin wing covering. 

Admittedly, this courting method isn’t super common, but the thought of giving Danny his feathers, making it look like their wings are one and the same, has kept Duke up some nights, wanting it so badly. 

Besides, he thinks Danny will like it. Considering the state of his wings after the Accident…

Duke holds his handmade wing covers closer to his chest, flier lower as he leaves Bristol and enters Diamond District. The streets are busy, full of people. Most tend to stay on the ground, wings tucked close to their bodies, but there are plenty still flying above cars and buses that Duke has to carefully fly around. 

It takes another twenty minutes to get to Robinson Park, where Duke drops down to the ground and takes a moment to make sure all his feathers are straight and neatly displayed. Then he walks into the park, heading towards their usual meeting place.

For once, it’s a nice, sunny day in Gotham. Everyone’s taking advantage of it. The park is full of couples and families, walking around slowly, and kids dart through the air, still unable to go very high with their wings not yet fully grown in. It’s nice to hear the laughter and general chatter of people wandering the park. 

Duke doesn’t spend too long walking the paved paths through the park. He steps off of it near the second water fountain on the path, then heads into the trees, passing two moms on a picnic with their three kids rolling around the grass nearby. 

Tucked away in this corner of the park is a small clearing surrounded by thin trees. The tile is dirty and cracked, no one maintaining it at all with it hidden away. 

He sees Danny’s wings first, with long feathers that trail onto the ground, a black that shines dark blue in the light. He follows the lines of his wings back to his body, where Danny sits on a bench, leaning his weight back against his hands as he lifts his head up into the sunlight, basking in the warmth.

He really is so pretty. He insists that he isn’t, but Duke regularly spends time with the Wayne family, all who have modeled before, so he���s got a better idea than most about what pretty  looks like, and Danny fits the bill. 

“Hey,” Duke calls out softly, watching as Danny slowly blinks his eyes open and turns to give him a warm smile.

“Hey! I’m free for the rest of the day, which means we have so much time to complain about things today.”

“I didn’t keep you waiting, did I?”

“Nope,” Danny says. “I wouldn’t mind waiting, though. I like hanging out with you.”

Heart pounding in his chest, Duke walks forward. He doesn’t know if there’s something specific he has to say when presenting his gift, if there’s a courting tradition involved that he didn’t learn about. He’s terrified Danny’s going to reject it. He’s praying that Danny accepts it.

“Are you okay?” Danny asks, standing to get a better look at him. “You seem tense…” He trails off as he catches sight of what Duke holds in his hands, breath stuttering.

“I’m fine. I, um.” Duke steps into the clearing, entering the sunlight, and holds out his wing covers. “I made them for you. You mentioned before that you thought courting traditions were romantic… I don’t know if you like wing covers, but I thought you’d look good in my feathers… Only if you want it though!”

He’s trying so hard not to cringe away in embarrassment. He’s flirted with Danny before, half jokes and half serious, always playful. Duke was smooth then, delighting in how flustered it made Danny before he hit back with his own flirting. Now he’s a hesitant, stuttering fool, tripping over his words and struggling to find the perfect things to say. Maybe he should have thought up a speech, or something. Memorized a few lines to speak his intentions with this courting gift. Done literally any prep for giving the gift instead of focusing only on making it.

Danny doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t move either. He just stares, wide-eyed at the wing covers in Duke’s hands.

That’s a bad sign, isn’t it.

His hands lower just a touch, and he quietly prompts, “Danny?”

Just as he’s about to pull back, step away and try to fix things, messily attempt to salvage their friendship because clearly Danny doesn’t want to be courted by Duke, Danny’s hands snap out whip-fast and latch onto his wrists.

“This is… for me?” he whispers, awed.

“Yeah. Yeah, it’s for you.”

“And you’re courting me? Like, for real?”

“Yeah, definitely courting you for real. Do you accept?”

Danny throws himself into Duke’s arms, careful not to crush the wing covers between them. “In what world would I say no?” he laughs, bright with joy. He pulls back a second later, not giving Duke time to hug him back, and turns around, carefully stretching his wings out. “Put them on for me?”

“Of course.”

He starts by smoothing out some of Danny’s feathers. He doesn’t get to do this often; Danny hates having his wings on display for anyone, with how they spasm occasionally, and have empty patches where feathers will never grow in again. The Accident, all that electricity coursing through him, it permanently damaged his wings. There is no healing to be done. 

His wings are lacking too many flight feathers and primaries for him to fly. He’s stuck on the ground now, unable to use his wings for more than a minute. Old burns are still visible closer to his spine. 

Danny prefers hiding his wings away. He hates thinking about the Accident, hates how it’s taken his wings from him, how it’s changed him completely. 

But Duke loves his wings. He loves the softness of Danny’s lower feathers, how they shine in the light, how they always puff up when it gets windy. He’s only gotten to preen them twice before, and he treasures those memories more dearly than anything else.

This easily outshines both those moments.

He gently combs his fingers through Danny’s feathers, straightening them out, then lays the first wing cover over his right wing. His own brown feathers drape over the top of Danny’s wings, hiding the featherless patches from view. He does the same to the other wing, then adjust both until they lay perfectly on Danny’s wings.

As soon as he lifts his hands away from Danny’s wings, Danny is spinning around with a grin, flaring his wings out.

“How do I look?”

“Perfect,” Duke answers. He was right; Danny looks good in his feathers.

He watches, fond and amused, as Danny spins, keeping his wings flared, admiring his new look. “I’m never taking these off,” he says. “I love them so much. I can’t really make one for you, though…”

“You don’t need to.”

“I can’t just accept this and not give you something in return!”

“Well… There is one thing you could give me. Something I’ve been wanting for a long time.”

“What is it?” Danny asks, leaning towards Duke. He’s eager, ready to please, so delighted to be courted. 

Duke smiles. “A kiss.”

“Done.” 

He doesn’t have time to react before Danny is pouncing on him, hands fisting the collar of his shirt as he tilts his head up and kisses Duke. He pulls back before Duke can kiss back, blushing and unbearably cute.

And all Duke manages to say is, “Cool.”

He’s so good at this.

Danny rightfully laughs at him, then grabs his hand and pulls him down to the bench. “Come on, I promised to complain about my teachers today and I intend to deliver. And maybe later, I could take you out on a date? If you want.”

“Danny, of course I want to go on a date with you. I’m courting you! I thought I made my feelings clear!”

“I’m just making sure!” Danny shouts over him, and Duke can’t resist the urge to pull him closer and pepper kisses along his cheek. “Okay, okay, I got it. You’ve made your feelings clear. I’m going to date you so hard.”

“You better. It’s about time you put some work into our relationship.”

“Excuse you?!” Danny gasps in mock outrage, and they start bickering lightheartedly as they always do.

Even with their feelings come to light, even with a courtship started and a date promised, it doesn’t feel like anything between them has changed. 

It’s just them. Just as it always has been.

Duke couldn’t be happier.

#ghostlights #dc x dp #dp x dc #dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp fic #prompt fill #my writing #this was going to be longer bc i got into worldbuilding but then it got TOO long so i scrapped all that to focus on duke and danny #first time writing wing fic.... the amount of thought i put into how this world works had my head spinning #like this one: most people sleep in hamocks or have beds that are off the ground so they can stretch their wings out #regular beds like ours exist but mostly for kids/senior citizens/people with damaged wings who cant fly #like danny. so he has a normal bed and duke has a hammock which means the cuddling situation is Difficult #usually it ends with danny on his back and duke on his chest or danny completely wrapped up in dukes wings #just picture that. youre welcome :)

[chorusofcrows]

NINE.

"I can arrange the chairs together. I'll sleep there." Hero offered, turning away from the bed.

Villain scowled, "No need. I'm taking first watch, I'll wake you up in three hours and we can switch. Besides, I need a shower."

Hero laughed, "Watch, really? Afraid the monster under the bed is going to come get us?"

Villain looked at the bed for a solid moment, "I wouldn't be surprised."

Hero sighed, "But three hours? How am I supposed to get my beauty sleep in three hours? Besides, by the time it's my turn for watch, I'll be too tired to watch out for anything! We're in a motel, it has secerity!"

Villain scoffed, "You mean the three security cameras on this entire property? Two that are actually working?"

"No one followed us! You're so paranoid!"

"The more you argue the more it sounds like you want me to cuddle you to sleep." Villain sneered, "I'll take full watch, you can get your beauty sleep, though I doubt you need it. You'd still be beautiful torn to shreds and worn to exhaustion."

Hero was far too flustered to complain, much less sleep that night.

#hero x villain #villain x hero #villain prompt #hero prompt #writblur #writing #villains and heroes #one bed trope

[stop-ur-losing-me]

my favorite lovers tropes

academic rivals to lovers (IS SO GOOD, plus when theyre forced to work together)

the "why didn't you answer my letters??" followed by "you wrote me letters???" HEARTWRENCHING

fake dating (enough said)

the 'you need to learn how to dance so im gonna teach you and oh gosh why r we this close?' (honestly one of my all time favs)

the two enemies dancing together at a masquerade dance (yes, just yes)

the screamed love confession during an argument "BECAUSE I LOVE YOU" (best thing ever)

one bed trope (enough said)

the 'i hate everyone but you' couple (yesssss)

one losing their mind if the other is hurt or captured (cough percabeth cough)

the bodyguard/princess trope I REPEAT THE BODYGUARD/PRINCESS TROPE

the 'we were flirting and everyone else knows we were flirting but we're in denial bout it' (this trope)

MUTUAL PINING MUTUAL PINING

additionally, the 'everyone thinks we're dating but we r not/ in denial bout it' (BEST TROPE EVER)

the hero falling for the villain (honestly one of the best ones out there)

lovers to enemies (SO ANGSTY)

there's more i'll add when i can :)

#tropes #writing tropes #writing #writing ideas #writing prompts #writers on tumblr #my favourite trope #enemies to lovers #hero x villain #bodyguard #enemies to soulmates #percabeth #one bed trope #academic rivals #to lovers #academic rivals to lovers #dancing at a masquerade #masquerade ball #love letters #fake dating #writer thoughts #write a book #write #writing stuff #tropes i like

[starflungwaddledee]

Oooo starstruck dee has little stars at the bottom of her feet! Are they just aesthetic or would they make imprints into the ground? (like pawprints)

exactly like that! though she's not the only one...

edit: might need to add some additional dialogue to this to make it more clear, but a clarification in the interim; he knows about his own footprints. he's just surprised to see something similar already there when he knows he's only just landed. he lifts his own shoe to confirm that they're not identical (and also to reveal this to the viewer). seems his stoicism beat off the clarity in this one, sorry 😭

#meta knight #starstruck dee #have had this one sitting around for *months* while i bit my nails on posting it #and then i thought maybe i *shouldn't* during the shipaganza bc it's not a direct prompt; though i do think you can read it that way #and for ~Reasons~ i needed to post this one sooner rather than later so i had to bite the bullet. #though meta knight has understandably been the second most prompted. they do indeed have the Funnest Possible Dynamic for it #stoic guy and the bug eyed little Creature he doesn't really trust as far as he could throw her (long long way) #so just to clarify this one is NOT for the shipaganza but you can read it that way if you want to #this is just a canon scene between them from her storyline. this is just something they canonically share. starry eyed idiots. #also fwiw i think i probably picked up the shoe-patterns for the knights from postitnotes7 #been a headcanon in the back of my mind for a long while but i'm pretty sure i osmosis'd it from their work #especially after drawing post's designs so much for the hnkss. i temporarily forgot how i used to draw their armour ngl #and also btw starstruck deetectives psspsps #i'm planning a much better post about this later (probably in march) but i'm going to start using this tag for Important Posts for y'all #🎀🔍 #<- for the starstruck deetectives when there's something significant in the post. #i worry about making it 'too easy' but also want stuff to be accessible. it's just for fun? the OC lore game! ARG but it's just my oc. #that would be fun right? maybe? is that too indulgent? i could probably pull it off if folks were actually interested enough to participate #anyway!! go to bed starflung #also if you read this far: anon is open again! still open for shipaganza prompts but i'm not gonna be finished them in february 😂

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prompts for sharing a bed ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐚 ꒱

— sharing a pillow and waking up with their faces only centimetres apart

— cuddling in their sleep

— falling asleep to the sound of the other’s heartbeat

— warming their hands by slipping them up the other’s shirt and onto their back/stomach

— playing with the other’s hair while they sleep

— falling asleep with their head laying in the lap of their lover

— waking up to their partner tracing the divots of their spine

— one talking to the other when they think they’re asleep

— waking up in the other’s arms

— resting their head on the other's stomach, only to fall asleep there

— drawing patterns onto their partner's body

— intertwining their legs together

— sleeping back-to-back

— watching the other sleep

— going to sleep as the big spoon and waking up as the little spoon

— one talking in their sleep and the other listening fondly

— lovingly tracing the other's scars

— gently kissing the other awake

— one falling asleep on the other's shoulder while they talk

— massaging wherever is sore

#prompts #fluff prompts #sharing a bed prompts #only one bed #only one bed prompts #fluff writing prompts #fluff rp meme #rp meme #rp starter #prompt list #action prompts #otp prompts #imagine your otp #otp writing #ot+ prompts #fluff prompt list #writing exercise #writing prompts

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Ryomina Week DAY 1: First Meeting/Childhood Friends

Based on the scene in the movies when they met, he was so crazy for jumping off a fucking building.😭

#ryominaweek2023 #persona 3 #persona #p3 #ryomina #ryoji mochizuki #makoto yuki #minato arisato #honestly i think this might not fit the prompt but hey ive already done this soo #also hi first art of November damn😭 #its 3am for me rn so Day 1 has begun for me so im posting b4 i go to bed #im gonna be honest i think theart ive done for utgets better as the week goes on #the first few ones i was stuck on what to do 😭😭 but i eventually got it👍 #persona 3 art #persona fanart #minnidraws

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Quick dp x dc prompt:

Danny, Tim & Kon decide to play matchmaker to Elle, Damian and Jon because they're sick and tired of the three of them dancing around each other.

They are unaware that Elle, Damian and Jon have decided to do the same thing to them for the same reason.

There's so much matchmaking collateral damage (other people stumbling into schemes and dating the people they fell into them with).

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dc x dp prompt #super serious chaos #super brain dead #danny phantom #danny fenton #tim drake #kon el #kon el kent #conner kent #dani phantom #dani fenton #elle phantom #danielle phantom #damian wayne #jon kent #jon el kent #hotels suddenly are struck by a spree of bed thieves so that there's only ever One Bed #folks getting locked into closets left and right #underclver cases suddenly all require fake dating #everyone else is just watching the chaos unfold and trying to figure out if they should join in or run the fuck away #its a full on matchmaking arms race in the watchtower #bets are being placed #peace will be a distant memory