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“Is that a baby?” asks the vampire.

It is a baby. The alpha has it tied to eir chest with a scarf. It does not look particularity secure

“Mine now.” signs the alpha.

“Uh huh,” agrees the vampire hesitantly “[Witch]? Can you come here?”

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“Am I a good person? No. Am I even a person? Not really! But I do care about you. So that’s something.”

“I got to admit, I don’t like where this talk is going. Also, why are you covered in blood?”

“So about your ex you said was a real jerk about dumping you?”

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Mustache Girl: Hey, are you ok? I haven't seen you in three days.

Hat Kid: *Coughs* You shouldn't be around me. I'm sick, that's why. I can't believe my mom let you in my room now.

Mustache Girl: Heh, I'll take my chances. That is what friends are for. You shouldn't be lonely, especially on your birthday.

Hat Kid: *Softly* You remembered?

Mustache Girl: Of course I did. I'm always here for you.

Person A: hey, you okay? I haven’t heard/seen you in 3 days.

Person B: you shouldn’t be around me. I’m sick, that’s why. I can’t believe my mom let you in my room now

Person A: heh, I’ll take my chances. This is what friends are for. You shouldn’t be lonely, especially on your birthday

Person B: you remembered?

Person A: of course I did. I’m always here for you

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Day 28 🤪

“It doesn’t bother you at all?” “I have a magnificent talent of ignoring my problems.”

And what if I falsely report myself dead?

Now… The pie looks horrendous, but you shouldn’t judge a pie by its appearance.

Do you think this might pass as well thought wedding present?

Did you run her over or shoot her?

Is this ethical?

Where’s your keys? I need your car.

I cannot believe you didn’t believe I was the decoy.

I don’t think I can afford therapy to deal with seeing that.

Can somebody escort the 30 year old having a temper tantrum out of the building?

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Some illness/injury starters

“What part of this is taking it easy?!”

“Don’t lie to me, don’t say you’re fine when you’re really not. I thought we were past the point of acting like strangers in front of each other.”

“And just when exactly did you plan on telling me you were sick/injured?”

“You really thought you could make it to [place/event] like this?”

“I can’t be sick, I have too much to do.”

*knocks on bathroom door* “Can I come in?” “I’d rather you didn’t.”

“Damn, that [something] really did a number on you.”

“Your fever hasn’t gone down at all… If it gets any higher, I’ll have to take you to the ER.”

“I know you don’t like hospitals, but you need to go! This is serious!”

“Damn, this must really be bad if you’re actually admitting you’re in pain.”

“Last time you said you were fine, I came home to find you passed out on the bathroom floor.”

“I’m not leaving you alone. Not like this.”

“I feel like I’m dying and WebMD agrees with me.”

“This could have been avoided if you had just taken care of yourself in the first place.”

“I know it hurts, but the medication will kick in soon. Just hang tight until then, okay?”

“Call me if you need anything. And I mean anything.”

“How do you not have a thermometer?”

“I need to go out and get your meds, but I really don’t want to leave you alone…”

“Hey, hey. Calm down, it’s just me. You were having a bad dream. It’s okay, you’re safe.”

“You don’t look so good… Maybe you should sit down.”

“I’m sorry we couldnt go to [event]. I know how much you were looking forward to it…”

“I didn’t mean to fall asleep. I only wanted to rest my eyes for a bit.”

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I need these.

Sickfic Prompts/Starters

“If you need something, just holler. Or cough really loudly if that’s easier.“

"If you mention food one more time, I swear I will eviscerate you.”

“We need to get you into a different shirt. You’ve already sweat through that one.”

“Please just don’t—don’t touch me.”

“What the hell are you doing on the bathroom floor at 3 in the morning?”

“I really can’t eat that right now. It’ll just come right back up.”

“I could probably fry an egg on your forehead. That’s how high your fever is right now.”

“Is that my sweater? I’m going to have to burn that thing now that you’ve contaminated it!”

“I know you’re exhausted, but you need to stay awake right now. I gotta get some medicine in you.”

“Please just sit down. You’re swaying on your feet right now.”

“I feel thoroughly disgusting.”

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😏 (MG x HK) hue hue hue

Writing Prompt #696

My face flushed as she sent me a supernova grin, my thoughts fizzling down to very few concrete thoughts:

So, so pretty. Am so, so gay.

“Are you alright over there?”

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Prompt List

Trying out a new thing. Hope you enjoy it! 😁

1. Where did you find that?

2. Can you stay, just a little longer?

3. Haven’t I seen you before?

4. Since when do you know each other?

5. Don’t touch me!

6. How long have I been out?

7. Will you hold me? Please?

8. There’s no need for tears.

9. How is this okay?

10. It just broke…

11. I didn’t mean to drop it.

12. I couldn’t sleep.

13. Did you see that?

14. How could you do this?

15. I can’t believe we’re having this conversation again.

16. Don’t worry, it looks worse than it is.

17. I’ve been looking everywhere for you.

18. I’ll take care of this, just go.

19. Just because you can do this by yourself doesn’t mean you should have to.

20. Please don’t make me say it again.

21. Will you still be here when I wake up?

22. I told you, I’m not leaving.

23. Oh, has no one told you?

24. Don’t make me regret this.

25. I know you tried your best.

26. You did this? For me?

27. I don’t know what to say…it’s beautiful.

28. You’re blushing again.

29. I think it’s cute.

30. May I kiss you now?

31. Do you still like me?

32. I, uh, I love you.

33. I’m still here.

34. The card says ‘Secret Admirer.’

35. Of course I love you.

36. You didn’t have to do that.

37. You got me flowers?

38. Can I show you my favorite spot in the city?

39. I think you’re adorable.

40. Is this alright with you?

41. Your eyes sparkle when you look at them.

42. I can stay if you want me to.

43. I won’t ever leave you, I promise.

44. I’m right here.

45. It’s always been you.

46. You look stunning.

47. I got this for you.

48. Please say this is real.

49. Here, let me help.

50. Thank you for that.

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Yesh, Monsters and stuff is best morning reads

Monster Snippet

WARNING! General Vampire-ness involved. So blood. Go figure!

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Monsters in the Neighborhood Writing Prompt

"You're a child, a foolish child," spits CC. "You know not of the forces you are ticking off."

"It's Monopoly, CC, stop getting so competitive," Snatcher complained, baring his fangs. "You owe me $150." He shuffled his cards, and glanced at Hat Kid.

The Changeling was watching them play, only she was now just staring into space. Snatcher looked at CC again. "Where's my money?"

She growled and gave him the money in question. "Seriously, you have no chill," Snatcher grinned.

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Or this?

“You’re a child, a foolish child,” spits the witch “You know not of the forces you’re pissing off.”

“It’s monopoly, [Witch], stop getting so competitive.” the vampire complains “You owe me $150.”

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Anyone want me to write this?

“We are pack, pack, pack; we hunt as one; we are one; many dogs, many bodies, one home, one pack” signs the alpha rapidly “We are wolves, we are family.”

“But I’m not a werewolf.” says the vampire “Obviously, I mean. Because- you know what I mean. And [Witch] isn’t a werewolf.”

“We are pack.” the alpha frowns, waves a hand expressively before returning to sign “Pack is many dogs. You are my dogs, too. Teethy dog and tea dog.”

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Another pecking AU drabble (Swap)

[Stardom]

Director Vanessa glared at the young man in front of her, his smug grin all too much. Of course he'd start rubbing it in, his victory, as he'd done so many times before.

The corner of her mouth tilted up when she recalled the time that she'd won. Award number 42, and The Prince (was he going by the Prince today, or was it the Snatcher?) had stormed off in a huff. That was the best day of her career, only for him to win again, and again..and again, like always.

Vanessa shook her head, and walked outside into the parking lot, arms crossed in irritation. Was she upset that she'd lost? Yes. Was she upset that he was being super smug about it? Absolutely!

She was too busy stewing in silence, that she didn't notice someone behind her, until he cleared his throat.

"Vanessa."

She whirled around to see the other director standing there, awkwardly, and she saw an expression she'd never think she'd see.

Concern.

He was concerned about her, and clearly conflicted about it. She was his rival after all, and she was in the way of his stardom. Even if they were friends once a long time ago, that friendship had been put aside for their careers.

"You scared me, An-" she started, before he held his hand up. "I'm sorry about that," he said, his arm falling back at his side. "And..and I'm sorry.." he trailed off, avoiding her gaze, and she had a feeling she knew what he was apologizing for.

The Battle for Award 42.

She remembered the feeling of disbelief when she saw him, knife in hand, yelling at a child, and attempting to stab them, all after strapping a bomb to the child's back. That was too far, even for him.

Even after the battle was over, she still couldn't help but be furious at him. She distinctly remembered the fight she had with him, and how remorseful he was over it. He'd been so quiet and afraid, a flip from the loud, confident young man that he was. He was afraid of something, she didn't know what. He was guilty of what he'd done.

"You and I both know that what has happened, happened. There's no going back, not after-" she started, only to stop when she saw the trophy in his hands. "What are you doing with that?"

"I don't deserve this. After all," he placed the trophy in her hands, "you're the better director."

She looked at him in disbelief. "Y-you're giving it away? B-but you won this! I can't take it," she said, trying to hand it back, but he shook his head. "Vanessa, look, this has been a dream of mine, but..I'm thinking of quitting," he looked up at the sky, "it's apparent that I'm too immature and irresponsible to be a director. I tried to kill a child over what? An award?" The Prince (?) shook his head, and looked down at his feet.

"What will you do then?" Vanessa asked, fingering the award. He took a deep breath and looked up. "Law school," he said, his hands in his pockets, still not looking at her.

"Law school?" She shook her head. He couldn't leave! "If you quit, then I'm quitting too," she declared, and he looked at her, speechless. "You make this very difficult and it's rewarding to see a movie finished, both movies. I love it when you challenge me and my assistants, and I don't care that we fight and argue over the smallest of things. That's what makes this OUR studio, and it wouldn't be the same without you."

He was still silent, and she worried that she may have accidentally offended him, until he started laughing. "Is that how you feel?" He laughed, and she huffed. "What's so funny?" She demanded, and he regained his breath and composure long enough to answer. "I was just thinking about how I was going to miss our little spats, and the challenges you bring," he said, settling down.

He walked closer to her, and placed his hand on her shoulder, and she placed hers around his waist, pulling him in for a hug, and before she knew it, she was kissing him.

'This is what I wanted,' she told herself, pulling him closer. It ended all too soon for her when he pulled back, and hid his face from her. "Was-was that..?" She started, only for him to turn back, an odd grin on his face, and he was deeply blushing. "W-wow. Vanessa, I-I.." he stammered, his face growing redder.

"You know what! If that's how you feel about me, then I'm staying," he turned his gaze away, hand on the back of his head. "And..I feel..I've always, ever since we've been here, I've felt the same way." She took his hand in hers, and together they walked inside to pursue their shared dreams of stardom, together.

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Aw, don't worry about it. Hope you get better!

Sorry I haven’t posted anything in a while. Been dealing with the holidays and I’ve gotten sick. Gonna try to get some work done soon.

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PLEASE write this!! :)

Name: Cilia ‘Cookie’ Clawsworth

Age: 32

House: Gryffindor

Background: Hailing from a long line of pure bloods, Miss Cilia has shown great skills in magic, most notably in cooking and potion making

A proud Gryffindor, Miss Cilia has made a name for herself in the school for her warm personality and great cooking. Kind and welcoming to all, she had many friends from various houses, finding it easy to get along with everyone and vice versa. It was most noted that she liked to cook for everyone on holidays and give out gifts to close friends. Many would go to her for advice or a shoulder to cry on when things were rough, or even going to her when there was a sticky situation that needed a careful hand to deal with.

Most of the staff and professors had gained a liking towards her as she was helpful, caring, brave, and willing to help others even if they were from a different house. Even befriending Ravenclaw’s hot headed Conductor and often having nice chats with him over cups a tea and bisects.

However, as nice as she may be, she is not a witch to be messed with. On one account, a girl from Hufflepuff tried to get her expelled due to feeling that Cilia was using charms and spells to get everyone to like her and went as far as to bully her and steal her notes and ruin her homework. This did not end well for the Hufflepuff witch as when she received a box of chocolates allegedly from a guy she liked, the poor girl was turned into a toad after taking a bite from one of the chocolates. It took five months for the nurses to turn her back to normal and expelled due to finding stolen notebooks and homework assignments found in her bags.

Another account was when the Conductor and Grooves were having an argument that was so bad, magic was flying everywhere and hitting random students and staff members before Cilia stepped in, grabbed them both by the ears and threw them into the fountain.

Since her graduation she has been a proud member of the school working as a Head of Gryffindor, guiding young students to becoming great wizards and witches and adored by many.  

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Tbh what else would he look like?

What does Moonjumper look like in the Borrower au?

[Like an asshole.]

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“What’s this? A visitor? Have you come to serve your King?”

The King is available for asks.