#text prompt

[rwac96]

Not My Idea (WhiteKnight)

Weiss: “Jaune, we need to talk-”

Jaune: *turns to his girlfriend* “Weiss, I swear! The bomb wasn’t my idea, I only suggested the food dye.”

Weiss: “…..”

Jaune: “…..”

Weiss: “…..”

Jaune: “…..”

Weiss: *blinks* “…..I'm sorry, the what?!”

Nora: *carrying a small but powerful bomb in her arms* "Jaune, you simping snitch!"

#text post #text prompt #writblr #rwby #rwby shitpost #weiss schnee #jaune arc #nora valkyrie #whiteknight #white knight #rwby whiteknight #rwby white knight #ship prompts #otp prompts #imagine your ship #imagine your otp

[tornfromthestreet]

#otp ideas #imagine your characters #imagine your otp #otp things #otp thoughts #imagine the otp #otp meme #imagine writing #otp prompts #otp your #imagine your ocs #your character here #your honor #they're besties your honor #they share one braincell #they're in love your honor #they speak #texts as prompts #otp texts #text prompt #icons #yeah sure #otp #enemies to lovers #lovers to enemies #romance tropes #otp tropes

[you-go-too-slow-for-me]

Good Omens AU where Crowley and Aziraphale aren't entirely sure that Warlock isn't the antichrist (maybe the hellhound is just lost or chasing squirrels)

So they have to take Warlock with them while they try and stop the end of the world

Warlock ends up being the one to talk to Adam and convince him to save humanity.

Because after all that time being raised by Aziraphale and Crowley, he has a better grasp on good and evil than most adult humans ever would

(sidenote: Warlock would probably be convinced that they were actually married all along, which makes for a very flustered and awkward car journey)

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #warlock #warlock dowling #ineffable husbands #michael sheen #david tennant #good omens prompt #text prompt

[i-did-not-mean-to]

FireBird - March

Ah, my dear friend @cilil was so good to send in a couple of requests!

It's my joy and honour to present the first fic to you tonight :D

Prompts: “The worst part is you didn’t even notice” – “I don’t need a gentleman right now.” – Responsibility – Knight in shining armour

Pairing: Eönwë x Gothmog

Words: 1030

Warnings: Injury, blood, sadness, bad elves, good Eönwë

“Let him be, I’ll take care of it,” Eönwë called, feeling the back of his neck heat up as the despicable half-truth crossed his dry lips.

Nobody had expected the co-habitation of once inveterate foes to be easy, and Eönwë even secretly believed that Manwë could and should have been more discouraging when it came to the outright hostile behaviour towards the reformed former denizens of Angband.

Unfortunately, the reality turned out to be much worse than anything the kind-hearted herald had ever imagined.

“Milord,” the group of reembodied Elves muttered and withdrew reluctantly.

It was forbidden for the Balrogs to travel in groups, and much too often resentful, unforgiving members of the High Houses liked to corner Melkor’s fallen servants and harass them cruelly.

“Away with you,” Eönwë called sternly. “Leave it to me!”

Of course, Eönwë did not doubt that any of the fearsome Maiar could have defended themselves against a few puny incarnates, but he took his role as a keeper of the peace very seriously.

Moreover, he was eager for this one Balrog in particular to understand that he was on his side, as much as that was even possible anymore.

“Bird,” Gothmog purred, leaning heavily against a boulder, and trying to angle his body so as to dissimulate the minor wounds the group of pesky troublemakers had inflicted upon him. “Have you come to chide me? I swear upon my honour that I’ve not laid a single claw upon your precious Children.”

At that ludicrous declaration, Eönwë let his frown deepen disapprovingly.

He knew Manwë’s stipulations only too well—after all, he had been the one tasked to convey them to the unfortunate souls they concerned—but, in his heart of hearts, he nevertheless much regretted to see his friend and lover hurt because of a set of cold, unfeeling rules.

“You’re allowed to defend yourself against those who’d seek to harm you,” he murmured insistently.

“And risk your displeasure, beloved? From your sweet lips came the ordinance to renounce my evil ways, and I shall do so, no matter the cost to my health and heart,” Gothmog replied calmly.

Unfortunately, his efforts at clumsy gallantry were considerably hampered by the fact that he was by now slowly slumping under the strain of desperately pretending that he was perfectly hale and happy.

“You look particularly appetising today, bird,” Gothmog tried to assuage the worry in the bright, sky-blue eyes of his most cherished enemy. “I mean, you look handsome.”

Eru’s long-haired pet meat bags might never have understood it, but there were truths and affinities sung into creation that far transcended their very limited interpretation of beauty and affection.

Thus, it had come to pass that these fierce warriors—having fought ferociously on opposite fronts in a seemingly eternal war—had ultimately found well-deserved peace in one another.

As all star-crossed lovers were wont to asseverate, they naturally were willing to selflessly die for the other.

Living, they’d soon found out, was a much more arduous and treacherous challenge.

Ever diligent to the point of undeniable stubbornness, Gothmog had decided that he’d use his new-found freedom to give Eönwë what he clearly yearned for so desperately: a proper romantic courtship.

“Could I interest you in a leisurely stroll by the river then?” the Balrog asked in a forcibly level voice.

“Don’t be silly,” Eönwë exclaimed. “You are injured! This is hardly the moment for pleasant walks by the water. Let me see!”

Indeed, the herald’s heart ached as he glimpsed the superficial but undoubtedly painful gashes marring Gothmog’s precious, gleaming hide.

“I shall have words with them,” he grumbled, gnashing his flawless teeth.

“Do not trouble yourself on my account, my sweetling,” Gothmog assured him quickly as he tried to squirm away from the inquisitive fingers ghosting across his skin and threatening to undo his carefully constructed façade of good manners and gentle words.

“They are my responsibility,” Eönwë opined. “And so are you, you foolhardy creature! If you will not defend yourself, will you at least promise to call for me if this ever happens again?”

His stern gaze softened, and his pursed lips relaxed into a charming smile. “I quite like being your knight in shining armour.”

As if embarrassed by his own confession, he drew his wings up defensively.

“Keep talking,” Gothmog drawled. The cocky, teasing grin he flashed Eönwë now was genuine, despite his tangible discomfort.

“You’re not the only one who’s trying to impress by putting his best foot forward, and the worst thing is, you didn’t even notice…” Eönwë complained softly, rubbing a blood-stained hand along his chiselled jaw shamefacedly.

“What do you believe has escaped my notice? How competently you’ve handled this situation, getting rid of these unwelcome intruders with aplomb and grace? Or your indescribable beauty as you arrived on the scene like an avenging entity made of summer bliss and autumn storms? You underestimate me, my winged wonder, for I am humbled by every awe-inspiring detail of your appearance and demeanour!”

“Humbug,” Eönwë mumbled, flattered despite suspecting that he was being lovingly mocked. “I don’t need a gentleman right now, Gothmog. Tell me how bad it is…Should I bring you to Estë?”

“Pah! Estë!” Gothmog guffawed. “What for? To be fussed over endlessly? ‘tis but a scratch, I tell you.”

Lifting his arm slowly, he cupped Eönwë’s cheek tenderly. “Please, believe me when I say that neither your entirely unnecessary preoccupation nor your gentle care has gone unnoticed.”

Beneath the soothing, healing caress of the one he loved against all odds and despite the bitter feud engraved into their very souls, Gothmog finally relaxed.

“When you arrived, I couldn’t help thinking how marvellous it is to see you appear like a ray of sun cutting through the blinding, burning mist of battle and to know that you’ve not come to smite me.”

“I am on your side, you know?” Eönwë whispered, curling up against the living heat of the terrible fire demon.

“There are no sides anymore,” Gothmog reminded him, quoting the announcement that had allowed them to meet and reconnect once more.

“Nevertheless…”

“Yes,” Gothmog yawned, slinging his arm around his beloved hero. “Thank you!”

-> Masterlist

Lots of love from me! (I shall be busy this weekend, but I theoretically am still willing to write something for this <3)

@fellowshipofthefics You didn't think that I'd skip this one, did you? LOL

#og post #Fanfiction #writing #IDNMT writes #jrrt #Tolkien fanfiction #Luck of the Draw #March event #FOTFICS March 2024 #FireBird #Eönwë x Gothmog #Eönwë #Gothmog #text prompt #Responsibility #Knight in shining armour #for Cílil

[fanficireadandrecommend]

Plot/ Dialogue prompt

Characters A and B frequently get into fight scenarios in which they team up, quite often life-or-death type of fights.

After a while of working together Character A starts calling Character B “Six.”

At the end of the fic, Character B brings it up, finally asking about it.

Character B: “You always call me “Six”. It’s because I cover your dead angle, right? The blind spot you can’t see while you march on.”

Character A: “Took you long enough to figure that out.”

Covering Character A’s dead angle can be meant figuratively or literally; also this doesn’t have to be a ship-situation.

#character a and b #dialogue prompt #text prompt #plot prompt #fanfic prompt #otp prompt #short prompt #dialogue ideas #dialoge inspiration #dialoge prompt #dialogue inspo #platonic ship #platonic prompts

[thefifthsister]

Java-ing A Laugh

Season 7

He slumps into the chair beside her, his usual exuberance gone.

"What happened?" She asks, looking up from the phone records she'd been looking through while he looked through security footage.

"Tori kicked me out," he grumbled.

"What?" Kate frowned. "Why?"

"I made the java joke again," Castle admits.

Kate laughs. She's well aware of the joke he's very proud of. "Oh, you had that coming," she teases.

"I'll bribe her with a mocha in a little while and she'll let me back in the room," Castle declares, turning his attention to the pages in front of his wife.

A few minutes later she sees Tori crossing to show something to Ryan, looking her way and the two sharing a smirk while the writer isn't looking. She knows the power of Richard Castle.

"Come on babe," Kate urges. "Help me find the pattern here."

#castle fanfic #my fanfic #text prompt #kate beckett #richard castle

[rainydayprompts]

"Don't let go."

#prompts #text prompt #prompt #writing prompt #inspiration #writing #writing prompts

[funkworms]

“I don’t love you.”

“..What?”

“I don’t love you, I care about you, yes but I don’t love you.”

“But you-”

“But what? I ask how you’re doing, that’s because I need you to be alright, I ask if you need help, it’s because I want to know if you are needing assistance. I don’t care if you think of me as a monster, as a stone-hearted bastard because that’s who I am. I don’t love you, I don’t cherish the tender times between us or love how your face lights up when people give you compliments.”

“Oh..”

“It’s alright if you yell at me, if you scream at me to get out and never come back. I just wanted you to know if I don’t come back from my mission.”

“I have a question..”

“Ask me then.”

“Did you- You cared about me right?”

“..Of course I did, I just didn’t love you, that’s all.”

#enemies to lovers #enemies to soulmates #< i think #??? maybe #hero x villain #hero x supervillain #maybe #text prompt #credit if you use #rejection #?? #enemies to lovers pinning

[promptsausandshit]

Picture this; #476

In an effort to travel to another universe a scientist ends up swapping lives with their other self. Now they have a whole family they never had relying on them and no idea of what fate befell their double.

#prompts #prompt #writing prompt #art prompt #au #alternative universe #fanfiction prompt #drawing prompt #writing ideas #art ideas #promptsausandshit #text #text prompt #sci fi #alternate universe #science fiction #parallel worlds #parallel universe #family #potential found family #scientist #role swap #life swap #potential hurt/ comfort #potential comedy

[uccmd]

james: i'm never in a hurry. i'm like the calmest jellyfish, an impenetrable cowboy, a sage from the mountain-

regulus, passing by him: good evening, james.

james: HE USED MY NAME OMG HE WILL PROPOSE TO ME SOON-

#maraduers #lol #james potter #regulus black #jegulus #inccorect quotes #inccorect maraduers quotes #fanfiction #random idea #otp ideas #fic ideas #text prompt #dialogue prompt #i'm deep in my jegulus feels in case you couldn't tell #funny dialogue #late night post

[1one2two3three4four]

Prompt 1

The most intimidating vampire in all the land, strong, bloodthirsty... and turns into a Kitti's hog-nosed bat...

#sorry if its bad #vampire prompt #vampire prompts #fantasy #fantasy prompt #fantasy prompts #writing stuff #writing inspiration #writing inspo #writing ideas #prompt #prompts #text prompt #character inspiration #writing

[rwac96]

Height Difference (WhiteRose)

*Ruby Rose & Weiss Schnee were at a rock concert, a first for the latter while she attempts to see the performing band*

Ruby: "Ya know, Weiss, I could give you a boost to see the concert stage better."

Weiss: *groans* "I'm not that short, Ruby! I'll manage."

Ruby: *sighs, folding her arms* "Suit yourself." *smirks*

*The White-Haired Huntress hops up & down...repeatedly, then groans in defeat*

Weiss: "Okay, maybe just a tiny boost."

*The Reaper scoops Weiss up bridal style, making the porcelain-skinned girl blush*

Weiss: *flustered* "D-Dolt!"

Ruby: *snickers* "You're welcome."

#text post #text prompt #shipping #shipping post #shipping prompt #writing prompt #rwby #rwby shitpost #ruby rose #weiss schnee #whiterose #white rose #f/f romance #yuri #imagine your ship #imagine your otp #ship prompts #otp prompts

[tornfromthestreet]

#otp thoughts #otp ideas #otp prompts #imagine your characters #imagine your otp #otp things #imagine the otp #otp #otp meme #they're besties your honor #they're in love your honor #they share one braincell #your honor #imagine your ocs #your character here #texts as prompts #prompts? #text prompt #writing prompts #prompts #writing prompt #character prompt

[itsaninfestation]

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

#@positivelybeastly #text prompt #who starts a conversation that way?! #Kylee does

[dawncolouredvase]

Imagine your OTP:

#otp prompts #otp #imagine your otp #imagine your ship #text prompt #text au #writing prompt #this is a real conversation I had with my boyfriend of four months and idk what to say

[potionsprefect]

What was Ethan’s reaction to the very first spicy/suggestive picture he received from your MC? Was it early in their relationship or did it take them time? What picture was? Do you think he used to receive pictures like that from previous partners? I mean he “hates texting” but…

I present it to you below. This was so much fun to answer.

This was taken after the Senator attack and after Victoria had arrived back home from New York. Ethan was at work whilst Victoria had taken an extra week off. She has expressed fears about to returning to work, I did a fic on it here

I think he definitely received similar from previous partners and he liked it. But that’s all in the past. now he only receives pictures from his Victoria.

Gonna tag in a reblog because why not?

#open heart #ethan ramsey #ethan ramsey x mc #ethan ramsey x victoria clarke #ethan x victoria #playchoices #text prompt