#prompt 88

[promptsbytaurie]

prompt #88

"Does that happen often? You sacrificing yourself for no reason."

#prompt 88 #writing prompt #dialogue prompt

[questionable-prompts]

Prompt #88

“What the fuck, man!? You can’t just leave in the middle of the match! Help us out, man!”

“My dude. My guy. My pal. . . No❤️”

#prompt #writing prompt #writing prompts #prompts #oc prompt #oc prompts #story prompt #story prompts #dialogue #dialogue prompts #dialogue prompt #sibling prompt #prompt 88

[eraisme]

88, plz

88. What color looks best on you and why?

AN: I realize I never actually answered the question in this fic, but I didn't realize it until it was finished. So...here. I'm sorry. LOL.

“I was going through the things you ordered.” Serena says with an amused smile, a box in front of her as she sits on the sofa in the living area of their Spanish villa.

Bernie holds the mug of tea between her hands, lidded because of the tremors which her hands constantly seemed to display. It was something she was getting better with, something she knows therapy would help in the long run, but it was still frustrating. “Was it too much?”

“No, of course not.” Serena shakes her head, watching as the woman takes a seat, “I was just taking a gander at the jumpers, among other things, that you chose.” There’s still a smile on her face as she sets each one on the table, still within their plastic coverings, “matcha, alpine, seaweed, clover...notice anything?”

“They’re all green.” Bernie sighs to herself, just looking over the jumpers as she lowers herself to the sofa, “I just...didn’t realize, I suppose.” She carefully takes a sip of her tea before setting it on the other end of the coffee table. Bernie appears disappointed in herself and her decisions regarding her first real purchase since the start of her recovery from captivity. 

“Well, you look quite fetching in all things green.” Serena pulls out a few more, “and the different sizes help in other purchases.” She knew the woman had lost weight, which there wasn’t much to lose in the first place, “meaning, if you realize the green one isn’t something you like, we could either return it for another color, or buy another color in the proper size.”

Bernie nods a little, “I just...I was hoping I wouldn’t muck it up too much.”

“Bernie, it was a mistake.” Serena shakes her head, “and a humorous one at that. Nothing we can’t return, nothing that isn’t easily solvable.”

“Okay.” Bernie leans back against the sofa, just watching each piece of clothing as Serena removes it from the box. “I-I hadn’t realized that I-”

“Bernie, you have nothing else. Just a jacket that I kept of ours. Otherwise, the rest was donated to a charity shop.” Serena sighs softly, watching the other woman, “there is nothing for you to apologize for. What there is, is a significant number of things for you to try on.” She smirks, “so, would you want to do that now or wait...” Serena pauses, “what doesn’t fit you, I can take right back to the shop for a refund and you can try something else.”

Bernie was incredibly thankful for Serena since she was far too anxious to venture into public just yet. Nothing on a large scale like the expensive department store from which they were purchased. She hasn’t even been comfortable enough to see the others in her family just yet, and a part of her even dreads seeing them. Disappointing them with her living status.

Just Serena.

“You shouldn’t coddle me like you do.” Bernie shakes her head a little, “I-I’m being weak and...pathetic. I’ve forced you to care-”

“Bernie, I can’t be forced to do anything. You know that as well as anyone.” Serena pauses, “in fact, you probably know that better than anyone...in the world.” She smiles to herself, the thought bittersweet. Had she not broken things off with Bernie because of Serena’s own selfish behavior, Bernie wouldn’t be in the predicament that she was. “What do you think about a walk?” She offers, “either around here or we can go to a park. Just...somewhere that isn't in the house.” Serena watches the other woman, “I know you might not be comfortable with that, and if you aren’t, that’s absolutely fine. We can try another day.”

“Let’s...let’s try another day.” Bernie moves her gaze to look at the clothing more closely, unable to meet Serena’s eyes at the moment, not wanting to see her disappointment, “I don’t think I’m up for that at the moment.”

“Absolutely. It’s a tad warm outside anyway.” Serena attempts to lighten the atmosphere, “so, how about a bit of a try-on session?” She pauses, “do you need help with the jumpers?” Serena absently motions to her own shoulder, knowing how it was an issue for Bernie when she had been released from hospital. Since then, though the action may be absent, she’s been wearing button up tops. Serena is well aware that it’s probably so that she doesn’t need to ask for assistance.

It’s the way Bernie hesitates, the way she looks past Serena without looking at her when she speaks to her...and that’s weeks, nearly a month after her release from hospital. San Sebastián de los Reyes was the perfect town to settle in for them, just along the outskirts of Madrid. It allowed Bernie to watch from a window, to feel at one with the people, while not actually being present with them. The perfect place to heal.

“Bernie?”

It’s when she hears Serena call her name that Bernie realizes she was just staring, “sorry.” She sighs softly, mostly frustrated with herself. “I can do that.”

“How about I help you as well?” Serena offers, and when it seems like Bernie is about to argue, she shakes her head, “I insist.” She waves her brow, teasing her former lover. “Also, I’m joking about any ulterior motives. All of my motives are absolutely pure, cross my heart.”

Bernie thinks about it for a moment before nodding, “and you won’t...” She pauses, “you won’t overreact?”

“Why would I overreact?” It isn’t lost on Serena just how childlike Bernie appears at this moment. How nervous she currently is. Serena shakes her head a little, “of course I wouldn’t overreact.” She stands, wanting to be closer for the woman, “did you want to try these out here or-”

Leaning in, Bernie captures Serena’s lips suddenly, softly, before pulling away after a moment. Her chin trembles with anxious energy, ready to hear Serena’s chastising or teasing voice after. Something to show her that she was barking up the wrong tree. Serena’s probably moved on, she should have moved on.

Serena just stares at Bernie’s face, noticing the blonde averting her gaze after a moment. “I’ve been wanting to do that since I saw you in hospital.” She doesn’t try instigating another right away, “is that something you want, Bernie?” Serena pauses, “is this something you’d...you’d like to try again?”

“Having lived it...I can’t imagine my life without you.” Bernie’s voice is just above a whisper, “but I’m...in no shape to-”

“I can wait.” Serena nods a little, “I can wait until you’re ready...even if that’s until the end of time.” She starts to grin, noticing Bernie’s blush and subtle smile. “You’re stuck with me at this point.” Serena decides not to continue to focus on what just happened much longer, motioning with a tilt of her head, “in here or bedroom?”

“Can we...wait until later, actually?” Bernie asks cautiously, “I won’t...I won’t wait until-”

“We will get to it when we get to it.” Serena nods a little, motioning to the mug of tea sitting on the coffee table, “finish your cuppa and we’ll watch a bit of telly. How does that sound?” Seeing Bernie’s nod, Serena gently moves the box of clothing behind the sofa, “would you like to sit together?”

“Yes...I think I would.”

#Mysterious Prompt Book #Berena #Bernie Wolfe #Serena Campbell #Prompt 88 #Wolfes in Spain

[kittiegirl1616]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Banana Fish (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ash Lynx/Okumura Eiji Characters: Ash Lynx, Okumura Eiji Additional Tags: Tumblr Prompts, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Hickies, Mirror Sex, Mirrors, Masturbation, Mutual Masturbation, Anal Fingering, Praise Kink, Overstimulation, prompt 88, Eiji Thirst Week 2023 Summary:

Eiji and Ash have a little bit of fun in front of the mirror.

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Enjoy!

#tumblr prompts #banana fish #asheiji #prompt 88 #Eiji Thirst Week 2023

[its-sixxers]

X6 and Deacon practicing their poker faces for @kimbureh!

#fallout 4 #x6-88 #deacon #fallout deacon #fanart #commission #art #v fun prompt

[fallrimxreader]

if you're still doing requests, can you do confession prompt 1 or 17 with x6? maybe set right after sole blew up the institute with the railroad

*You chose some good prompts, I used both because I thought they worked so well together!!*

"I can't pretend anymore."

"For years I have yearned for you, in secrecy and silence."

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Sole didn’t want this responsibility. When they woke up from cryo sleep, alone in the vault they never imagined themselves here. Standing in front of the button that would change the world forever. Sole raised their hand, hovering it over the button, staring out over at the institute. Shaun’s work, their son’s work. If someone told Sole, that they would be destroying years of work created by their son, Sole would have called them crazy. But here they were, their time in the commonwealth had changed their mind. Sole had worked with so many people, seen so many lives altered because of the institute. The Railroad had helped open Sole’s eyes to the damage the institute had done, it was challenging the face the truth but Sole couldn’t deny it any more. As much as it hurt to say goodbye to their son and the work he made, Sole had to do it.

Sole took a quick glance to their right looking at X6-88. He was one of the only good things to come from the institute. He had been with Sole for so long, travelling by their side, fighting Sole’s fights when he didn’t have to. No matter what Sole did he stood by their side, and Sole loved him for that. He was a very stoic person, but Sole could see it, the smallest amount of pain evident on his face as he watched Sole’s hand over the button. He was silently begging them not to do it. Sole never wanted to hurt X6-88, they know he cares for the institute, they are his family. But Sole couldn’t stop, not now, not after everything they had been through. Sole sighed and pressed the button. Seconds later the institute exploded, destroyed forever. Sole took a few seconds to stare at the fiery blaze in the distance, then turned to X6-88.

“X6?” Sole asked, their voice barely a whisper.

“You haven’t just destroyed your son’s legacy; you’ve destroyed all hope for mankind.”

“I’m sorry you feel like that X6, it was a really hard choice for me. I didn’t just do this on a whim. I spent months deliberating this decision. It was hard but it was the right thing to do for the commonwealth.” Sole explained.

“The commonwealth is full of people too blind to see the institutes help, or too ignorant to accept it. We could have done so much good.” X6 didn’t appreciate Soles words. Although he didn’t think there was anything sole could say to make the situation better.

“The institute has been around for years and people were still scared of it. I think if they were going to do good, they would have done it by now.” Sole crossed, then uncrossed their arms. They didn’t want to look defensive or aggressive.

“Science takes time. Everyone knows that, but everyone just refuses to truly acknowledge it. The institute could have made great changes, and with time people would have come around to it. But you. You took that chance away from us.” X6 turned his back on Sole.

“If it wasn’t me, it would have been someone else. No one liked the institute, no one was going to accept it. I’d be happy to give you some time to process this X6, but I hope you come to realize I made the right decision.”

“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forgive you for this. It may be best that we part ways.”

Sole was hurt, they didn’t want X6 to leave. Sole was hoping he would stick by their side through everything like he had done in the past. But sole understood, they understood that the institute was a big part of X6’s life and it was going to take a while for him to accept its demise.

“I understand. I’m sorry that this has to come between us. But I want you to know X6 that no matter what I will always consider you a friend. And I’ll be here for you. If or when you become ready you can find me, and we’ll travel again.” Sole smiled, pouring a small part of their heart out. Sole almost wanted to confess their feelings, but felt it was the wrong time.

“I doubt I’ll come back.” X6 said, in his usual monotone voice, then left. The words cut deep and Sole buckled, their knees hitting the floor. Sole understood his pain, but they hoped he was wrong and that he would be back. Sole cried, terrified that those may have been the last words X6 would ever say to them. Sole begged that they wouldn’t be.

Weeks went by, and X6 had kept to his word, staying far away from Sole. Sole hoped that maybe they would spot him wondering around the commonwealth and they could beg for his forgiveness. But they could never find him. After destroying the institute Sole went back to the Railroad and told them it was done, they celebrated and applauded them. Sole thought they would be happy to receive the recognition, this was something they had been working on for so long. But instead, they just felt sad and angry. The railroad cheered, while Sole sat in silence mourning the loss of their friend. If Sole knew that ending the institute would result in losing X6, they would have thought harder. Maybe Sole wouldn’t have done it. Sole ran over their last conversation with X6 over and over again. They thought about all the things they would have done and said differently. Sole would have begged X6 to stay, Sole would have blocked his exit and pleaded for forgiveness. But now he was gone, Sole had lost him and he was never going to come back. The Railroads happiness pissed Sole off, so they left and cut contact with the faction. The Railroad didn’t care about X6, they didn’t understand Sole’s feelings on the matter so Sole left them behind. Instead, Sole wandered the commonwealth picking up odd jobs and just tried to stay busy. They wanted things to take their mind off X6, but nothing could. Every time sole got into a fight they wanted X6’s support. When they found a new location sole waited for some emotionless comment from X6 about how he didn’t care for it. Sole missed X6.

After a few weeks Sole wound up on a deserted beach. The ocean a sick green color. The sand and rocks littered with broken building pieces, and trash from the world before. Sole found an abandoned fishing boat washed up on the shore. They slowly stalked towards it, admiring the way the rotted wood barely clung together. Sole waited, wanting to hear a comment from their loyal companion. But nothing came.

Sole began to cry, yearning for x6, begging the gods, the world, space, just anything and everything. Begging something to bring X6 back to them.

“It’s a waste, that such valuable resources are just sitting here rotting away.” Came a familiar monotone voice. Sole snapped around and spotted him. X6, standing right before them staring at them. Sole discreetly pinched themselves, unable to believe their eyes.

“X6.” Sole was about to begin spouting off a million apologies. They had a long speech planned in their head that they practiced in case they ever saw X6 again. But he stopped them, silencing sole by raising his hand. Sole stood in silence, watching X6. He sighed heavily then stepped closer to Sole.

“I can’t pretend anymore.” He said, then gently took one of Sole’s hands in his own. “For years I have yearned for you in secrecy and silence.”

Sole’s heart skipped a beat, their whole-body filling with warmth. X6 held Sole’s hand anxiously as if he might break it. He looked at the hand, then back up to Sole’s face. X6’s face stayed the same, expressionless. He took off his sunglasses and looked into Sole’s eyes, this was one of the biggest moments of his life and he wanted it to be personal and special.

“At first, I didn’t know what I was feeling. It took a while for me to figure out that I was falling in love with you. I kept it a secret, as I thought it was inappropriate. We were working together and as I was a synth and you a human, I thought it would never work. I didn’t want to say something in fear that you would not feel the same, and I may lose you. But after losing the institute I was angry, and frustrated that you did not listen to me or my concerns. It felt as though you made your decision with no regards to me, and that you did not care about me. I thought that in leaving I may be able to detach myself from you and these feelings would go away. But I was wrong.” X6 gently squeezed Sole’s hand. Sole squeezed back, silent tears falling down their face as they listened to X6 empty his heart out to them.

“I thought about you the entire time I was gone. I tried to force you out of my mind, I tried to ignore the way I felt about you. But I couldn’t. You are the greatest person I have ever met, you are so kind, so generous and truly incredible. You cared for me as if I was more person than synth, you showed me kindness I had never been shown before. And these few weeks without you, realized that I could never continue living without you. I need to be by your side, if you will take me.” X6 stopped talking and waited for Sole’s reply.

“Oh X6.” Sole threw their arms around X6, embracing him into a tight hug. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry I did it, and I hurt you. Please, please don’t leave me again. I missed you so much.”

X6 was unsure what to do in the moment, he had never experienced this before. What felt right was hugging back, so he wrapped his own arms around Sole and pulled them against him. He buried his face into the crook of their neck and kept himself there just listening to Sole’s sobs. After a few minutes Sole stopped crying, they pulled away and held X6’s face in their hands.

“I love you X6. I need you to stay with me. I’ve missed you so much.”

“And I you.” This was the happiest X6 had ever felt. He was worried Sole would not reciprocate, but they did. This made X6 regret leaving, he should have expressed his feelings sooner, and not wasted weeks without Sole’s attention and companionship. But he promised himself he was going to make that time up. He was going to stick by Sole’s side, and never leave again. X6 copied Sole’s action, taking their face in his own hands.

“I love you too Sole. I’m not used to any of this, there is a lot I need to learn about my own feelings and how to work a relationship. But I want to learn it all with you, I want you to show me it all.” X6’s voice was different, it was soft, true and full of love. Sole nodded.

“Then let me show you this.” Sole gently pulled X6’s face towards their own, connecting their lips with his. X6 enjoyed the sensation. Sole’s lips were soft and warm upon his own, it was a feeling he never wanted to end. He could keep his lips upon Sole’s forever. Sole pulled away, too soon in X6’s opinion. Yet he let them.

“May we do that again?” He asked.

“Yes, of course we can.” Sole leant in again. X6 never expected it to feel so good, he was looking forward to figuring everything out and experiencing a loving relationship with Sole.

#fallout 4 #companions x reader #companions x sole #x6-88 #ask #confession prompts #prompts

[roseworth]

Hey, so idk if this was on purpose or not but your prompts sheet doesn’t show up anymore after you moved accounts.

Anyway, I’d literally commit murder for your rosecassie stuff so idk if you’re still taking prompts but if you are rosecassie+whatever’s sixth on the list I guess

it was not on purpose lol i just never bothered to change the links whoops <3!!! here u go

prompts 🥰

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Cassie stared down at her tea. She had hoped that it would help her fall asleep, but she wasn’t any more tired than she was an hour ago.

She wondered if Conner would be offended if she found somewhere else to sleep. Ever since he came back, they had fallen into the habit of sleeping in the same bed when they were in the Tower. The idea was nice, sure, but Cassie could never sleep well next to him. She wasn’t sure why. 

She wanted to say it was just space issues, but she and Cissie had always shared a bed when they used to have sleepovers, and Cassie had never had a problem then.

She tried not to think about it too hard.

Her tea was cold now. She took another sip anyways.

The moon was full, giving enough light through the window that Cassie didn’t bother turning any lights on. It would feel too much like giving up if she did.

She didn’t know how long she had been there before she heard quiet footsteps in the hall. She automatically assumed it was Tim; he was always up and wandering around at random hours, she had gotten used to it.

“Cassie?”

Cassie frowned and looked up. That definitely wasn’t Tim’s voice. “Rose? What are you doing here?”

“I live here,” Rose grunted, then added, “Much to your dismay, I’m sure.”

“I know you live here, I meant why are you in the kitchen at 3 am?”

“Why are you in the kitchen at 3 am?” Rose shot back.

Cassie shrugged. “Couldn’t sleep.”

“Me neither,” Rose said, walking to the cabinet and grabbing a mug. “I’m making tea, you want any?”

“I already have some.”

She looked pointedly at Cassie’s mug and raised an eyebrow. “It looks cold.”

“It is,” Cassie admitted. “I’ve been down here a while.”

Rose grabbed the mug and poured the cold tea into the sink. “I’ll make you another.”

“Thank you,” Cassie said quietly.

“Whatever, I’m already making some,” Rose mumbled, turning away. “I wouldn’t be doing it if I wasn’t making it for myself.”

“I still appreciate it.”

Rose didn’t respond. They sat in the dark kitchen in silence until Rose set a mug in front of her, steam rising from the top.

“Thank you,” Cassie said again.

“Whatever.”

“Why are you up?” Cassie asked, taking a sip of her tea.

“I told you, I couldn’t sleep.”

“Why not?”

Rose shrugged and chewed on her lip. “No reason.”

“You’re not very convincing.”

“I made you tea, get off my back,” she groaned. “Even when I try to be nice, you’re still badgering me.”

“I’m not badgering, I’m just worried about you,” Cassie defended. “You don’t always have to make it so difficult for people that care about you.”

Rose blinked and look down at her tea. “Sorry,” she muttered.

“Come on," Cassie said, poking her arm lightly. "The key word there was that I care about you.”

“You’ve got one hell of a way of showing it.”

“Well, we’ve been here for almost 5 minutes and we’ve been mostly civil,” Cassie snorted. “That’s gotta count for something. Must be a new record for us.”

Rose snickered. “Not my fault you’re a bitch.”

“Hey!”

“I’m kidding,” she laughed. “Mostly.”

“Okay, fine, maybe I haven’t always been nice to you, but you can’t act blameless.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I’ve been nothing but a generous angel to you.”

“And I can’t help but notice you’ve dodged the question,” Cassie pointed out. “Why are you awake?”

Rose glared at her, then let her head drop back. “I had a nightmare,” she admitted quietly. “But if you tell anyone, I’ll deny it then kill you.”

“Your secret’s safe with me,” Cassie smirked. “I know your badass reputation will never recover if anyone finds out you have feelings.”

“Thanks,” Rose deadpanned, rolling her eyes.

Cassie rested her head on her hand and smiled, then let her face fall into a more serious expression. “Do you want to talk about it?” she asked.

“No.”

“You sure? I promise I can be a good listener.”

“I don’t want to think about it,” Rose mumbled. “Besides, it’s your turn.”

“What do you mean it’s my turn?”

“Why are you awake?”

Cassie bit her lip and let her gaze fall to the floor. “I just wasn’t tired, I guess.”

“Bullshit, I told you my reason,” Rose scoffed, crossing her arms. “You have to tell me yours.”

“It’s just…” Cassie sighed. “I have trouble sleeping in the same bed as Conner.”

“Oh.” 

“It’s not a big deal,” Cassie mumbled.

“Of course not,” Rose assured her. “So you want personal space, it’s not a problem.”

“It’s not that,” Cassie whispered.

“Oh," she said again. "Then what is it?”

“I don’t know.”

Rose shrugged and swirled her tea. “He was gone a long time, maybe things have changed with both of you.”

“He’s not really my boyfriend anymore,” Cassie said. She wasn’t sure why she felt the need to point it out, but she wanted to say it. “We talked about it. We don't want to be ‘official’ right now.”

Rose glanced up at her. “Do you love him?”

“Of course I love him, he’s one of my best friends.”

“So you love him as a friend?”

Cassie frowned. “I... I guess. I don't know.”

Rose hummed in response. Cassie held her mug tighter, taking a long sip.

“I don’t think I know how to love,” Cassie said softly, staring down at her tea. “I thought I loved Tim because I felt the same way about him that I did about Kon, but…”

But she had been using Tim to cover up how she felt without even realizing it. She still didn’t know how to say that out loud without feeling like a monster.

And she especially didn’t know what that said about her and Kon.

Rose huffed. “I don’t think I can help with any love problems, I’ve never been very good at it,” she told her. Her voice sounded half-amused, but her eyes looked sad.

“Did you love Eddie?” Cassie asked.

Rose swallowed thickly and pushed her hair out of her face. “As a friend, I think,” she answered, her voice noticeably lower than before. “He’s… he was sweet. But I don’t think I could ever love him in the way he wanted.”

“Did you ever tell him that?”

Rose shook her head. “I convinced myself that if I just waited, I might come to my senses, or something,” she said. “I guess I thought if I tried, I really could be in love with him. Guess I waited too long.”

“Sounds like me and Conner,” Cassie mumbled into her tea.

“When was the last time you told him you love him?” Rose asked.

“Um… a couple days ago, I think.”

“When was the last time you meant it?”

Cassie twisted her mug, staring down into her tea as if it could change the answer for her. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “I don’t know if I ever did.”

Rose stared at her, a sad and distant look in her eyes that Cassie couldn’t quite place. Cassie gazed back, her hands still gripped tightly around her mug even though the tea was nearly finished.

“I’m gonna go for a walk,” Rose said after a moment. “You can take my bed for the night, if you want.”

“Thanks,” Cassie said softly. “Are you… are you gonna be okay?”

Rose nodded. “I’ve been through worse than a little insomnia.”

She got up and poured her tea out into the sink. Cassie raised an eyebrow. “You barely drank any of your tea.”

Rose shrugged on her way out the door. “I don’t like tea,” she replied, then left without another word.

#takes place sometime vaguely after tt03 88 #i also changed the prompt a little just for funsies hehe #rosecassie #rose wilson #cassie sandsmark #dc #fanfic #my writing

[umprompted]

#88

Your family always goes trekking on the mountain behind your family home every summer. Tonight, you find out the real reason behind it.

#88 #original prompts #creative prompts #creative inspiration #prompts

[anonofseasons]

The chapters where the drop down menu are open are the last five I have to finish. I completed a chapter just now, and I had to rewrite it from scratch. 89 rewrite isn't started, and 82 rewrite is barely started, but 85, 89, and 90 are very close to being finished. :)

#I finished 84 early this morning and 88 just now #I also started one of the prompts I was given last night (for Graham and Vivian meeting)

[sparklingdwarf]

came across an exam from last year while applying for a new school and i had forgotten

that I wrote an essay about Hawke for the biggest and most important exam I ever took

#dragon age #dragon age hawke #i can't believe i did that #the prompt was to write about a superhero and i don't like superheroes so that happened #I got 88/99 points on that though i am crying

[writing-prompts-musically]

Song Prompt #88

Before You Die You See The Ring - Hans Zimmer

You awake in a frozen tundra. Thin layer of snow covers your body. There is nothing on the horizon, as far as the eye can see. Except thousand and thousands of bare footprints surrounding you.

#horror writing prompts #horror writing #horror prompt #writing ideas #writing inspiration #writing prompt #song prompt 88

[toniolikescolors]

oxyde green and rose pink

#inspired by the week 88 prompt of stillherestilllife on instagram #my art #traditional art #sketchbook #acrylic painting #still life

[airaibunny]

PRAISE/SOFT/ETC SMUT PROMPTS

1. “i need you, right here/now”

2. “i’ll go slow/i’ll be gentle”

3. “tell me what feels good”

4. “do you trust me?”

5. “do you like that?”

6. “please teach me”

7. “i want you, now”

8. “you look so pretty on your knees”

9. “it’s okay, im right here”

10. “i got you”

11. “don’t hold it in, it’s okay”

12. “don’t call me that, that’s what everyone else calls me”

13. “we can go for as long as you want”

14. “does it taste/feel good?”

15. “you’re doing so well”

16. “i want you, now”

17. “i love you so much”

18. “i want you to fuck me, *name*”

19. “you look so pretty right now”

20. “don’t stop yourself, let me hear”

21. “please don’t stop”

22. “do you want to take it off of me?”

23. “do you want to touch?”

24. “can i touch?”

25. “what about you?”

26. “let me do it for you”

27. “does that feel good?”

28. “you’re so cute”

29. “like that, i like that”

30. “can i touch you too?”

31. “am i going too fast?”

32. “can you do that again?”

33. “do you want more?”

34. “your *body part* are/is so pretty”

35. “do you want to stop?”

36. “i’ve wanted this for such a long time”

37. “aw, poor baby, do you want me to take care of this for you?”

38. “kiss me, i don’t care where”

39. “i don’t care where you touch me”

40. “i don’t care what you call me” - “can i call you mommy?”

41. “are you comfortable?”

42. “let me help you”

43. “do you need help?”

44. “keep going”

45. “you taste so sweet”

46. “do you want to try?”

47. “breathe for me”

48. “you’re doing such a good job”

49. “i’m so proud of you”

50. “tell me what you want”

51. “let me try”

52. “don’t cover up/don’t be embarrassed”

53. “i want you to touch me”

54. “you sound so pretty”

55. “turn around for me”

56. “louder”

57. “quieter”

58. “you look so hot right now”

59. “play with me”

60. “i’ve been waiting all day”

61. “harder, please”

62. “i think i deserve a reward”

63. “you’ve been so good lately, you deserve a reward”

64. “i love your tits/ass/etc”

65. “you’re the only one that gets to touch, pretty girl”

66. “this is exactly how i imagined it”

67. “keep doing that, please”

68. “you feel so good”

69. “kiss/touch me, everywhere”

70. “you’re so gorgeous”

71. “i want you to keep going, forever”

72. “you’re all mine” - “hm…” - “say it” - “i’m all yours”

73. “i want to do so many things to you”

74. “you look amazing, really, but i think i prefer the dress on the floor”

75. “i need you”

76. “i love making you so flustered, you get so cute”

77. “do you like it when i touch right here?”

78. “let me eat you out while you do that, please?”

79. “can you teach me?”

80. “can i call you mommy?”

81. “shower with me”

82. “i want to taste you so bad”

83. “i don’t care how, i just want you to touch me”

84. “i want to feel you inside”

85. “you’re not going to fall, i’ve got you”

86. “you looked so hot out there”

87. “breathe, please"

88. “you’re being such a good girl for unnie”

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[amoreva]

ROMEO AND FAIR JULIET

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pairing: biker!luke castellan x fem!reader

summary: luke loves his bike, a present from his father. it allows him to get out of camp fast as well as take him on late night rides. luke loves his bike, but he loves you a lot more.

warnings: ooc luke, rushed ending, no specific parent for reader, chris shows up!

a/n: the creative juices are not flowing right now, i’ll try to revise it. and I’ll hopefully revise the ending later 😭

requested: yes!! (don’t have og request)

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“Look who showed up.” Your friend grinned widely. Her head sticking out the window of your dorm room. You get off your bed and joined her.

A couple floors down was Luke in gray sweatpants, black compression shirt and a black jacket. His mischievous smile brightened when you popped your head out the window.

“Hey, pretty girl.” He called out. Your boyfriend snuck onto your college campus. You knew exactly what he wanted to do.

Late night rides on his motorcycle.

The motorcycle was a gift for Hermes, an apology. It could take Luke anywhere he wanted. He just had to go 88 mph, like the DeLorean from Back to the Future.

“Stay there, Romeo!” Your essay could be done later. It’s been a bit since you hung out with Luke. He just got back from a quest recently. Thankfully—he didn’t fail this time, nor get any scars.

“Please cover me.” You begged your friend, tugging on your jacket and sliding some pajama pants over your shorts.

Before she could answer, you’re out the door and racing down the stairs. You completely disregard the need to be sneaky and secretive.

“My fair, Juliet.” Luke smiled as you ram into him. A tight embrace. He quickly broke the hug he and looked around, excited to be reunited.

The Romeo and Juliet nicknames started since you started to go to college. He would always show up and stand under your balcony at night. It was quite cute really.

Luke grabbed your hand as you both ran out of your college campus, fleeing away in the cover of night. His trusty steed parked a little away from your dorm building.

“Up and at it.” He held your hips as your mounted the motorcycle like a horse. Your ears turned red (luckily hidden by your hair).

“Where are we going?” You asked, flipping the visor up and down on his extra helmet.

“Just you wait, my sun.” Luke smirked and put on his helmet, prompting you to do the same.

(You swear he’s been learning all about Romeo and Juliet from the Apollo Campers. He firmly denies it, but you know he has since you started college.)

Soon enough the stars were moving besides you as the vehicle raced down the streets of New York. Luke sped through red light and speed limit cameras without a care for human lives. “Supposedly,” the Mist was covering you two.

“Where are we going?!” You shouted and held onto his waist tighter. Your arms pressing against his abs.

Luke reached behind you and held your thigh. The motorcycle reached to 88 mph. Suddenly, a white flash surrounded the tow of you, transported you to an entirely different scene.

You and Luke parked on top of a mountain. A campsite to be specific. There was a table on top of a blanket. Flowers and your favorite snack by candles.

“You did keep complaining about your school work so…” Luke trailed off and removed his helmet. “I also know you miss camp since you started college—surprise!”

“Luke…” You mumbled and looked back at the camp counselor. “You didn’t have too. I would’ve been fine with just a ride out in the city.”

“Oh, but I wanted too.” Luke wrapped his arms around your hips. You tilted your head up at him. “Can’t have you burning out before you come back to camp.”

You kiss his lips appreciatively, tangling your hands in his curls. Luke paused but kissed you back. He spun you so you were pressed up against his motorcycle (he loved doing this). “Thank you…” You breathed out.

“Anytime—anything for you.” Luke trailed kisses down your jaw and neck, whispering it into your skin.

“You really are a Romeo.” You giggled.

“Then you at my Juliet.” Luke smiled into your neck

When summer break started and exams were finished, Luke was the first one to see you. Well—pick you up. You just moved out of your college dorm room and now packing up to stay at Camp Half-Blood. It was a quick hi and goodbye to your parent before you’re rushing down to meet your knight in orange armor.

“My fair, Juliet.” He greeted with a playfully bow.

“Romeo.” You curtsies with your imaginary dress. You were giddy, finally being able to leave college life to escape to Camp Half-Blood.

Soon enough you were running up Half Blood-Hill, greeted by your cabin mates and friends you haven’t seen for so long.

“Oh shit, College is back!” Chris shouted, leaving the new Hermes kid he was with to greet you. The nostalgic smell of Camp hits you and suddenly you yearn to never leave camp again.

“Missed you too, Mercutio.” You embraced Luke’s half-brother.

“Still? With that Romeo and Juliet shit?” Chris rolled his eyes.

“Hey, it’s cute.” Luke defended.

“Yeah cause you’re Romeo!”

“What do you and Clarisse want to be Romeo and Juliet?”

“What—no! She is no damsel in distress.”

“Neither is my girlfriend!”

“Yet you still call her Juliet.”

“Shut up.”

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[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 88

  In a world where every human starts with blood that’s a very bright red, only darkening by one taking another’s life, Tim is very careful. Apparently even using explosions in warehouses and wherever else the league of assassins had set up counted as killing, to his slight horror. He couldn’t let his team know of course, even if they joked about joining him if he turned villain. 

  It was one thing to joke, but if they saw his blood, pitch black and dark enough to nearly swallow the light around it? He really doesn’t want to see the horror or disgust. He isn’t going to let anyone know if he can help it. 

  So it’s a really shitty situation when one of the henchmen of one of the rogues decides to break his nose and about fifty-something people are suddenly very aware of his very high kill count. He has a choice here. And he isn’t entirely sure if he wants to deal with the consequences of either of them. 

#prompts #batman au #dc #dcu #batman #red robin #tim drake #Tim has a kill count in the thousands and really does Not want other people to know #Less because he's sorry and more because the *scandal* that it would bring #He doesn't want to be a problem to the Waynes :( #If/When the batfam find out they are Concerned #Someone bundle this child up in a blanket #Kon does not know the issue is while the rest of the Young Justice team are gaping #Wtf did you *do* Robin?! What happened that caused that?! #young justice

[shoot-the-oneshot]

What a joke

Travis Kelce x Reader

prompt 88 “you? beat me? What a joke” requested by @sorryidonttreatulikeagoddess hope you like it!

“Oh come on!” Travis shouted, throwing his hands in the air while you smiled in victory.

It was date night every week you would both turn off the phones and spend time together and this week it was pizza a chess, while it doesn’t happen often this is when you’re reminded how sore of a loser he is, and you loved it.

“It was one game don't get cocky.” He grumbled seeing your facial expression

“It was five games actually baby, but dont worry you’re still the checkers master.” You giggled picking up the plates to take them to the kitchen Travis following not far behind.

“Listen sweetie I’ll let you have this win but just remember I’ll win any other game.” You could feel his smug smile even before you turned around. Matching his position you leaned back against the counter and folded your arms.

“Any game you say?” You prodded, knowing it would draw him in, doing exactly that he stepped forward pinning you with his arms caging you against the counter, leaning in to whisper in your ear. “Any game.”

“Even football?” His laugh echoed through the kitchen. “You? Beat me, at football? What a joke”

You waited for him to sober up before continuing with the idea in your head. Travis straightened little laughs escaping his lips. “I’m serious put your team together and I’ll pick mine, we can make a whole thing of it and donate to a charity of the winning teams choosing.”

You had his full attention as you spoke of course you would turn a competition into a good thing and he loved you a little more for it. He thought it over but you knew by the smile on his face he was in.

“Better get your team together because it’s on.” He held his and out to shake but the second your palm touched his, he pulled you into his chest. “May the best team win.” He whispered against you lips before pulling away and immediately going for his phone no doubt calling Pat, good thing you had your own phone calls to make.

You waited until you heard the shower turn on before your struck. Running as quietly as possible into Travis’s office, grabbing his headphones Jasons face popped back up on screen.

“Heyyy Y/N hows it going.” He boasted you’re glad you were wearing headphones or Travis definitely would’ve heard.

“Hi it’s good soooo I’m assuming you’ve heard about the game between Travis and i?” You asked pleading tone seeing him shake his head “Sorry i already told Trav i would play for him.”

“Oh come on.” You begged before a lighbulb went off. “What do you like more, supporting your brother or beating him?”

You watched as it sunk in your fingers tapping anxiously on the desk as you waited.

“So I have some ideas for our jerseys.” And just like that you had a center.

After months of planing the day has come you were decked out in the shiny gold Jersey Jason wanted standing across from Travis and Patrick on the field.

“The time has come baby you can back out now” Travis sang, ever for the dramatic he announced every member of his team as if it was a UFC match. Which to no surprise to you included most of the chiefs players.

“I think you’ll change your tune after you meet my team.” You smiled, taking the microphone from the announcer.

Thank you for everyone coming out to support a good cause and to watch Travis lose against my team today,” you paused looking to the stands as people cheered.

For our center may i introduce… Jason Kelce!!” He ran out of the tunnel to stand next to you while Travis dropped his jaw. “You said you had an interview with ESPN today!” Travis yelled pointing.

Jason shrugged “I probably will after this.”

“My own brother that’s cold” you smirked at his words moving on to the next players

“And next up on defense we have all the way from Miami, Jaelan Phillips! And the cheetah!” (Go watch hard knocks episode 2 trust me)

“And the man who broke the internet with his skims campaign…NICK BOSA!!” Travis rolled his eyes knowing the small crush you had on Bosa before you got together.

“Now for the quarterback. I know we needed something big and might i say i think we delivered.” You paused for dramatic effect, you saw Travis glance at Pat to make sure he wasn’t pulling a switch like his brother.

“The only man to have beaten Patrick Mahomes in the playoffs..Joe Burrow!!” The Crowd erupted as he came running out coming to stand on your other side. you met eyes with Travis “You can back out now baby” pulling his words back on him handing the mic back to the announcer to do his thing while you left your team to run to the sidelines with Kylie. “Now this will be a good game.” She spoke actually wearing the golden jersey which surprised you since she only wears eagles gear but as she said it wasn’t a real team so it doesn’t count.

“Let’s just hope they win.”

(I do not know enough about football to write the game but I’m learning)

Later that night you and Travis found yourselves back on the couch large trophy sitting on the coffee table. “You, beat me at football what a joke.” You repeated in a comically deep voice while giggling.

“Yeah yeah next week we’re playing checkers.” He pouted with his arms crossed gearing at your trophy. “If you promise not to throw a chair this time sure” You joke ending with a yelp as he lunges at you.

Hey guys my first time writing NFL hope yall liked it check out my other works here

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