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writing-prompt-s · 1 day
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“I will give you the power you seek,” the Fae lady said, “but in exchange, I will take your firstborn child.” “Alright, so when do you want to meet my parents?” “Wait, what?” “When do you want to get married?” “Hold on, now…”
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dumplingsjinson · 3 days
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List of “non-sexual intimacy” prompts 
Requested by: Anonymous Request: “Hello hello!! Might I request some prompts for non-sexual intimacy (such as taking a bath together, cuddles, etc?)”
Tickle fights
Cuddling each other to sleep
Helping each other wash up in the shower; back massages under the running water to help relieve the other’s tension
Featherlight touches; tender
Laughing/smiling into kisses; pulling away and looking at each other with softened smiles 
Helping the other dry their hair/comb their hair
Holding hands and intertwined fingers as they cuddle each other to sleep 
Softened, fond stares
Soft noises of appreciation as they hold each other close
Taking care of the other when they’re sick
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Text: The last god of the sea lies rotting on the ocean floor, a final blessing for the animals to feed on. It’s a scramble for us to go harvest its bones, full of power and magic, the last of their kind.
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Responses to "Careful, or I will fall for you."
“Careful, or I might catch you when you do.”
“I hear the landing is rough.”
“Oh, the horror.”
“Haha. Yeah… That would be bad.”
“Had I known you were this easy, I would have done that long ago.”
“If you haven’t already, I think we’re safe.”
“You’re jesting.” “...Yes.” “Good.”
“You’re just saying things.”
“That would be a long fall, I’m afraid. Not sure your heart could take it.”
“You've been threatening me with that for years now."
“Don’t expect me to do anything nice for you ever again.”
“That’s what gets you going?” “Hey. No judging." 
“We always knew that day would come.”
“Rather sounds like you’d be enamored with what I have to offer, and not with… who I am.”
“With how clumsy you are, I’m surprised it hasn’t already happened.”
“How about you stop flirting with me and pay attention to your surroundings inste—?” “Ouch.”
“Please. You’re already halfway in love with me. Just admit it.”
“...Would that be so awful?”
“You’ll be fine. I’ll buy you some knee pads.” “Knee pads but no helmet?” “If you’re falling for me, you’ve already taken a hit to the head.”
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creweemmaeec11 · 1 day
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Reverse Tropes
Soulmates - Your soulmate is destined to be your greatest rival in life.
Amnesia - Instead of losing memories, they start getting memories that aren't theirs.
Forced Marriage - Forced Divorce.
Captured Prince - They think they've captured the prince of the opposing kingdom, but they've actually just captured a normal, random civilian.
Chosen one Prophesy - There is a prophecy about *someone* saving the world, but it doesn't actually say who...
Born with Special Marks - It's actually a mark that tells a person what they *won't* be good at.
True Loves Kiss - True Hates Kiss, good luck convincing someone who truly hates you to kiss you.
Love at First Sight - Hate at First Sight.
Rags to Riches - Riches to Rags
Found Family - You need to find your actual, related family.
Misunderstood Villain - Misunderstood hero. They are trying to be evil, why does everyone like them!?
It Was All a Dream - They thought it was a dream, but it turned out to all be real.
Secret Identity - The secret Identity is the one everyone knows, somehow, everyone has forgotten your normal identity...
Villain Defeated by Friendship - Villain defeated by hatred.
Bad Boy & Good Girl - Good boy and bad girl.
Stalking/Obsessive Love - Avoiding the person they like to try and ignore their feelings.
Monster x Hunter - Hunter x Hunter, both thinking the other is a monster, or Monster x Monster, both thinking the other is a hunter.
Hero Gets Framed - The wrong villain gets framed.
Yandere - but it's two going after each other.
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the-dump-of-whump · 2 days
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Weapon whumpees in their last moments of sanity asking, begging, to be killed so that they can’t do anymore damage, so that they can’t hurt anyone else, so that they can’t be used anymore.
Better yet if there’s something stopping them from doing it themselves and they have to plead with caretaker to kill them.
Does caretaker do it? Does it hurt worse for whumpee to be dead or to see the wreckage they cause, the pain in their eyes? Does caretaker forsaken them too?
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quality-present · 29 minutes
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꒰ঌ Couple prompts (good and bad ways to end a fight) ໒꒱
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☆ good ways ☆
"we don't see eye to eye on this topic, let's agree to disagree. we can still love and respect each other even though we don't sometimes agree on certain topics."
"i'm sorry. i will leave now, let me know when you've calmed down."
"can we please stop fighting? i hate being angry on you and when you're angry on me."
"my love, please forgive me, i loathe the idea of making you angry"
showing empathy and understanding
figuring out how to calm the other person down
not worrying about always being in the right
talking it out
listening to each other
once they talked it out, burying the topic forever and not reopening old wounds, because that could lead to a fight
giving each other space
☆ bad ways ☆
raising their voices at each other
throwing insults
ignoring each other 
throwing things
passive aggressive approach
further digging into the topic, which in return keeps the fight alive
needing to always be right and having the last word
refusing to help their s/o when they need help
not including them in other activities
staying bitter for a long time and refusing to forgive their s/o
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unboundprompts · 2 days
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I'm developing a Spiderwoman alternate universe, and I'm unsure about how to introduce my character. Can you provide some ideas for how she might reveal her face, akin to the dramatic moments of unmasking seen in the 'Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse movie?
Hero Removing their Mask Prompts
-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.
She needed to get somewhere safe. She had just taken a nasty hit and wasn't sure how much farther she could go. The buildings loomed tall overhead, watching her shoot web after web as she tried to cover as much ground as possible. They offered her no comfort, just mere giants in a cold city. The rain was coming down in sleets, mixing with the blood that she was sure was running down her face and staining her suit. A small apartment building with a fire escape in a dark alley caught her attention, and she clumisly dropped down, stumbling on the landing from a twisted ankle. She sat down, leaning her back against the brick wall and tore off her mask so she could breathe better. It was sticky with blood, her hair stuck uncomfortably to her face from the downpour. Closing her eyes and sighing, waiting to regain enough energy to make it home, she didn't hear a nearby window slide open. "[Hero Name]?" an unfamiliar voice asked, full of bewilderment and worry. Her eyes shot open to look at the man staring at her, and she scrambled to cover her face. Shakily, she pulled herself to a stand, ignoring the aches and pains that shot through her body at the unwanted movement. "No, wait!" he called, right before she leapt from the railing.
He was trapped. Wedged between a building and a car and he wasnt strong enough to break free. He needed time to recover. Needed time to gather his thoughts or else bad things were going to happen. But he was already too late. The bad things were here and he wasn't strong enough to stop them. The villain was walking towards him now, sinsister smile creeping onto their face as they realized what had happened. They had won. They crouched before him, sizing his pitiful form up and down. They reached out and ripped his mask from his face.
"Why are you shutting me out?" Their friend cried, heart breaking from the months of secrets and lies they had been feeding her. "Why are you so suddenly pushing me away? What is so bad that you can't even tell your best friend?" But she wouldn't understand. And they couldn't tell her. They were so alone and it was so hard to carry the weight of this secret on their shoulders, but they couldn't bring themself to tell her. And now, they were going to lose her because of it. "Please," she continued to sob, "please, just let me help you. You don't have to do this alone. I'm always here for you, I never left and I never will." It felt like a dam was breaking behind their eyes. "I..." they took a shaky breath. Should they even tell her? "I'm... I'm [Hero Name]."
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sicktember · 2 days
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Whichever prompt receives the most votes will be added to the official 2024 Sicktember Prompt List!
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Thanks for your input! Look for the poll results in a week, a second poll in May, and the Official Prompt List to go out on June 15!
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daily-prompts · 3 days
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prompt 2428
You're on a hike in a national forest. You decide to leave the marked trail and now you've gotten lost. You're about to panic when you see an animal of a kind that you've never seen before. It approaches you. Write the scene.
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writing-prompt-s · 1 day
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Your partner is trying to hide their nonhuman nature. You figured it out months ago but play along because you find their antics amusing.
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Prompt 15
Jaskier realizes that when Geralt comes back from a hunt, pent up, eyes black, still snarling and panting like a beast, the only thing that helps is cuddling him. He hugs him, and runs his hands through Geralt's hair, and gently washes him with a rag and hushes words into his ear, and it helps bring Geralt back down. Sometimes he wakes up to Geralt coming back from a late-night hunt and immediately grabbing Jaskier's waist and yoINking him into Geralt's bedroll so they can snuggle. It's cute. And Jaskier certainly has no complaints.
Jaskier tries to ask him about it one time, but all it earns him is a "Shut up, Bard." and Geralt acting weird the rest of the day. Maybe he's embarrassed? Jaskier doesn't know why. He has no idea what the potions must feel like to Geralt, perhaps he truly needs the warmth and mass of a person in order to not want to rip his own hair out or scratch off his own skin or something else? So he's just fine with hugging his beefcake of a bestie (of whom he may be completely head over heels in love with) if it means keeping some awful ailment at bay. And he believes this for at least a decade, before he meets Geralt's brothers. Don't get him wrong, they're lovely people! But one day, an exceptionally difficult hunt calls for all three of them to go together and leave Jaskier at camp. Jaskier is a bit concerned over how he'll comfort all three of them at once, but when they come back, he finds that Geralt is suddenly ignoring him, and Lambert and Eskel are acting normal, if not just very exhausted. Jaskier pulls Lambert aside and asks him why they're not itching to hug him, and Lambert is very confused. Jaskier explains that usually Geralt needs to hold him in order to deal with the after-effects of his potions. Lambert explains that's not a normal witcher thing, and that Geralt probably just likes him, but he explains it in his own lovely lambert-y way, meaning it's mostly just laughing hysterically at his big brother catching feelings for some bratty noisemaker in silk (He likes Jaskier! It's just... Not what he saw Geralt going for.) Jaskier tries to talk to Geralt about it, but Geralt stops him from even walking close to him, and walks farther off as extra salt in the wound. It's like he can't even bear to be around Jaskier. It hurts a bit. Jaskier asks Eskel if Geralt took different potions or has a toxin of some sort i him that makes him behave like this instead of the normal, and then explains everything Lambert told him. Eskel agrees that it sounds like him just being comforted by the feeling of his mate safe and sound next to him, and that they've never seen Geralt like that. Jaskier is confused, because surely Geralt doesn't feel the same way, right? sURPRISE SECOND ATTACK! THE MONSTER RETURNS! OH NOOOOO Anyways, It slashes the shit out of Jaskier's arm, or perhaps chest, I don't know, whichever wound strikes your fancy, and the witchers go after it, but as soon as the beast is killed, Geralt rushes to Jaskier, and holds him close. The others try to walk over to help patch Jaskier up only to get growled at by their own brother. So now Lambert and Eskel are playing rock paper scissors on the ground over who REALLY got the final hit on the beast while Geralt sits 12 feet away from them, mending his bard. He growls at them if they look at Jaskier and him too long. A while later, he's off the high of the potions and adrenaline combined, and the witchers sure are going to have a field day lovingly making fun of their brother over this. But first, Jaskier and Geralt need to have a heartfelt talk. ♡!Optional addons!♡
• Big bonus points for a sequel or additional chapter of Lambert starting to act the same way over Aiden (or other ship of your choice, but Lambert and Aiden are my bread and butter lol)
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Text: I sell mortality of all sorts to those who come seeking it. Often they want just enough to appear human, to bleed, or cry. Some want to meet with death for business, and need to die to do it.
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sailorshadzter · 3 days
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Fic prompt: Jon teaches Sansa archery after feeling jealous when he saw Theon and Sansa practicing together
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On the battlements he stands, watching over the courtyard that is a flurry of activity, as it always seems to be these days.  There is never a dull moment there in Winterfell as they make what surely will be their final preparations for the battle that was to come. The threat of death looms overhead and there isn’t a single person among them that does not fear what could be in the coming days.
His attention, however, does not last long on the dutiful men as they work to ensure preparations are complete. Instead, his gaze sweeps across the way, to the most northern corner of the courtyard, to where he catches sight of the red hair he would know anywhere. He is surprised to see her there, a bow in hand, her ivory features pinched with a frown. Before he can blink, there appears another and at once there is a beast called jealousy roaring in his chest. 
He watches as Theon steps around her, carefully positioning her hands as they should be, helping her to draw back the bow string and holding the arrow straight. He watches as she bites her lip in concentration, as she furrows her brow, as Theon must say something encouraging for she’s smiling ever so slightly- then she’s releasing the arrow and it misses the mark by a mile. She looks discouraged but Theon is touching her shoulder and she’s smiling once more, turning to watch him go to retrieve another. They’re back at it then, his hands over hers, so close he surely must feel the warmth of her skin between the layers of the wool they both wear- again, the beast in his chest roars. 
“My lord?”
He turns at the sound of the voice, drawing him out of his head and back into reality- if just for now. 
[ x x x ]
He catches her as she’s descending the stairs and her smile is dazzling, even so early in the morning. “Off to practice archery, are you?” He questions and her cheeks stain crimson, her footsteps slowing to a stop. 
“You saw?” She asks softly, staring at the floor like a child caught misbehaving. 
Jon cannot help but to laugh at her expense, which draws her eyes back up to his face. “Aye, I saw,” he says, reaching out to gently tug on a lock of her red hair. “I thought I might help you today,” he continues, his hand falling away from her, but his fingers long to feel her hair, her skin, her, once more. Her blue eyes widen with surprise but she’s grinning, nodding, a new pep to her demeanor that wasn’t there even just a moment ago. “You needn’t learn this you know,” he says as they walk out the double doors and into the crisp, morning air. 
“I know,” she says softly, the look on her face telling him everything he needed to know. She wasn’t doing this for herself, she was doing it for her people, for her home. Just in case… Just in case she needed to protect someone, she might just be able to do so. Jon wonders if there’s any other lady or lord in the world that would do such a thing. 
“Like this,” he’s saying now, helping her to hold the bow as she needs to, carefully placing the arrow to the string. “Square your feet now.” She adjusts her pose and suddenly, it feels far more natural than it had the day before. Jon’s hands are warm over her own as he adjusts her ever so slightly, pulling back the string just an inch more. “Perfect,” his breath is warm against the back of her neck, so close they are now. “Let go…!” She does and the arrow flies, not striking the center, but striking the board all the same. “There you go!” He shouts happily and she’s laughing, dancing around him as he reaches for another arrow. “Again,” he says and she falls back into position, smiling to herself when he presses himself against her once more. 
The next arrow strikes even closer and she’s the one to let out a cheer, red hair swinging as she turns to face him. “You are quite the teacher,” she compliments as they take up their pose yet again. 
Jon laughs, soft and slow against the shell of her ear. “You are a natural,” he insists as she narrows her eyes, focusing on her target. She’s caught up in her own mind now, not listening to him at all, so he steps away, watching as she is the one who holds the bow, holds the arrow. And then she is the one to let it fly, shooting across the way to strike the dead center of the target. 
She lets out a cheer and turns back to him, throwing her arms around him, laughing, sinking into the warmth of his arms. “You are a good teacher,” she reminds when he holds her at arm's length, gray eyes meeting blue. He opens his mouth, thinking he might argue, but the beast in his chest is purring and he knows it isn’t worth it. Seeing her smile was more than enough, in truth. 
These moments were enough.
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luvmake · 2 days
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CONVO PROMPT.
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“You look so cute trying to deny we’re not together.”
“That’s because we’re not!”
“See? So cute proving my point.”
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