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Master Post of ALL Drabbles (thanks to mistresslokilaufeyson)

(Thanks go out to mistresslokilaufeyson)

Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason Headache: How my character will take care of yours when they have a headache Expecting: Our characters find out they are expecting a child together Milkshake: Our characters will have to split a milkshake Coffee: My character will be hyped up on coffee and pester yours Graveyard: My character will visit your characters grave Spectre: My character will be visited by your character’s ghost or vice versa Bleed: My character will injure your character Dream: My character will have a dream about your character Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.

O Romeo: I will write my character missing/looking for yours.  O Juliet: I will write about my character’s feelings for yours.  O Macbeth: I will write about how my character kills yours.  O Hero: I will write about my character mourning yours.  O Puck: I will write about my character pranking yours.  O Titiana: I will write about our characters sharing a night in bed or sharing a kiss. Specify.  O Oberon: I’ll write about my character getting angry at yours over something they did. Amuse Me: I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer yours up. Break Me: I will write an angsty drabble about our characters. Call Me: I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.] Drink Me: I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours. Enamor Me: I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.] Fight Me: I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours. Get Me: I will write a drabble about my character saving yours. Haunt Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours [as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.] Invite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character asking your character to Join Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.] Kill Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours. Love Me: I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters. Mourn Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character mourning your character’s death. Nurse Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours. Offer Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving yours a gift. Paint Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character drawing a picture of yours [like one of your french girls~ be it painting them or drawing them, maybe offering a picture of them as a gift, feel free to specify.] Quite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.] Remember Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to get yours to remember them [be it from an accident, meeting them after years apart, feel free to specify.] Shag Me: I’ll write a dirty drabble about our characters. Tell Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.] Unbind Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.] Value Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them. Wed Me: I’ll write a drabble about our character under the subject of wedlock [be it my character proposing to yours, or marrying yours, feel free to specify.] X Me: I will write whatever it is that you wish, [specify.] Yahoo Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.] Zip Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]

Torture Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character torturing mine or vise versa. Take Me: my character will kidnap yours Leave Me: my character will leave your character behind. Deny Me: my character will either deny your character’s advances or deny them a ’ happy ending’ Grope Me: my character will grope yours. Lick Me: my character will lick yours in any specified place or manner. Suck Me: my character will suck on any body part of your character Tease Me: my character will tease yours, whether in a friendly or a sexual manner Please Me: my character will do anything to please yours Bite Me: my character will bite yours on any part of their body Blindfold Me: my character will blindfold yours in order to have their fun Meet Me: My character is meeting yours either for the first time or just causally. Greet Me: My character will greet yours, either at the door, at work, or somewhere else. Own me: My character owns your character. Slap me: my character will slap yours. In the sexual manner, or of anger. specify. Call Me: My character will call your character for whatever reason. Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason. Give Me: my character will give yours a gift Tickle Me: my character will tickle yours ruthlessly. 

Sleep: My character needs to stay at your character’s house for the night, or vise versa. Specify. (you can add any other special things that could happen!) Drink: My character will call, text, or show up at your character’s house drunk. Specify which of the three. Heal: My character will tend to your character’s wounds, or be at their side when they’re sick. Confess: My character will speak their true feelings about your character. (or about a topic. you may choose.) Death: My character’s reaction to your character dying. Time: My character is running late! They are supposed to meet your character at _____ (fill in the blank) or vise versa. Specify. Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm. Kiss: My character kisses yours, or vise versa. Specify. Dream: My character wakes up in the middle of the night because of a dream with your character in it. Run!: My character is chasing your character (or vise versa) OR both characters are being chased by ___________ (fill in the blank). Sky: Our characters are stargazing. Help: My character requests help from your character (be something silly or serious, you may decide.) Gift: My character gives your character something special. Or vise versa. Specify. I Do: I will write our characters as a married couple Broken: I’ll write our characters breaking up or in an angsty scene.

« : memory from the past with your character » : a future event my character would like to happen with them + yours [a daydream] ¿ : something my character would like to forget [specify in general or about yours] ☼ : A memory my character has with yours that they’ll never forget ♥: Our characters will have a Mistletoe Kiss ★: Our characters will decorate the tree ¤: My character will give yours a present ❖: Our characters will go caroling $: Our characters will go Christmas shopping together ❂: Our characters decorate eggs together †: My character will have an egg hunt with yours ღ: My character will give yours chocolate ❦: My character will admit she/he loves your character ✯: Our characters will go see fireworks together ♬: Our characters will go to a parade ッ: Our characters will go to a costume ball together ☾: Our characters will go trick or treating ♛: Our characters will wear matching costumes ❄ : drunk texts 

Cerberus: Our characters raising a little hell together Centaur: My character showing yours compassion Harpies: Our characters getting into an argument Sphinx: My character asking yours a hard question Furies: One of our characters causing the other pain Phoenix: One of our characters helping the other to rise above a bad situation Dragon: My character guarding yours Aerico: One of out characters nursing the other back to good health Mermaid: Our characters going swimming together Alicorn: Our characters doing something they thought was impossible together Unicorn: Our characters creating magic (real or imagined) Pegasus: Our characters fantasising together Banshee: My character will mourn the death of yours Bugul Noz: Our characters committing an act of charity together Hiisi: Our characters camping out under the stars Brownie: Our characters doing housework together Faerie: Our characters causing mischief together Jujak: One of our characters helping the other prepare for a special occasion Lorelei: My character will take yours somewhere involving music Hallucinations: My character will have hallucinations about your character. Candle: Our characters spending time together by candle light. Rain: I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain.  Kill: I’ll write a angst drabble of my character violently killing yours.  Love: I’ll write a drabble of my character admitting they love yours. Lust: I’ll write a drabble of our characters making love together. Date: I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours out on a date.  Defend: I’ll write a drabble of my character protecting yours. Fight: I’ll write a drabble of my character fighting with/against yours. Death: I’ll write a drabble of my character with yours on their deathbed. Mourn: I’ll write a drabble of my character mourning yours. Pet: I’ll write a drabble of my character buying yours a pet. (specify what kind.) Wash: I’ll write a drabble of our characters showering/bathing together. Pool: I’ll write a drabble of our characters swimming together. Beach: I’ll write a drabble of out characters at the beach together. Sing: I’ll write a drabble of my character singing to yours. Snow: I’ll write a drabble of our characters building a snowman together. Game: I’ll write a drabble of my character playing videogames with yours. Movie: I’ll write a drabble of our characters watching a movie together. Shop: I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours shopping. Cook: I’ll write a drabble of our characters cooking together. Sleep: I’ll write a drabble of my character snuggling in bed with yours. Rivalry: I’ll write a drabble of our characters having a rivalry between each other. Obsession: I’ll write a drabble about my character having an obsession with yours. Vise versa. Proposal : My character proposes to your character. Vise versa Celebration: Our characters celebrate together. Or have a party. Secret: My character tells your character a secret. Promise: My character makes a promise to your character. 

Princess: Your character gaining everything they wanted thanks to mine or vise versa. (Be specific on who gets which role) Servant: My/your serving yours/mine, no matter what. (Be specific on who gets which role) Knight: My/your character defending the other. (Be specific on who gets which role) Mercenary: My character getting payed for a favor of yours. Seer: An event with our characters in the past or future. Songstress: My/your character preforming, whether it is in front of an audience or just for your/my character. (Be specific on who gets which role and whether is private or public) Magi: My/your character having a spell put on them and your/my character’s reaction. (Be specific on who gets which role and what spell you want cast) Archer: My/your character setting a long-distance goal and aims to achieve it with your/my character’s help. (Be specific on who gets which role and what goal it is) Thief: My/your character has stolen something from yours/mine and plans to escape with said item. (Be specific on who gets which role) Healer: My/your character helping your/my character when they are hurt/sick. (Be specific on who gets which role, and whether the pain is physical, emotional, or just having to catch a fever) Spirit: My/your character watching over your/my character. (Be specific on who gets which role) Summoner: My/your character calling for yours/mine. (Be specific on who gets which role and what kind of situation.) Fool: My character cheering up or amusing yours or vise versa. (Be specific on who gets which role)

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Usually, yeah, but she's been a little radio silent lately. Are you sure she's not on vacation with her family, or something?

Nothing. We talked. Doesn’t she text you like a thousand word essay a day or something?

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Margo lifts Amelia up in the air to the best of her ability (which is not much considering she is a massively sedentary creature). "I'm sorry I wasn't here to celebrate with you. It was alright. You know, dad and the child bride and satan spawn. It's never fun, but..." Margo rolls her eyes. Why did she keep going? "How was G-ma Annabelle?"

Arms are wrapped tightly around Margo’s shoulder within seconds, and Amelia’s grinning so widely that her face could split in two. “Do you seriously have to ask? It’s not a party without you! How was your trip? This past week has been awful without you.”

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I haven't seen Lil in, like, two weeks. I was away. What did you do?

Lil. Lilith. Is she doing alright? Because she showed up at my house, drunk as shit, and then stopped answering when I call her. 

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"Well, I'm not the drug dealer, so..." Margo sighs. "I mean, I don't get why everyone is so positive that it wasn't Oliver. I know Lil, and I know she wouldn't lie. In my mind, the only other option is Tanner. He was fighting with her earlier and he's always had a case of crazy eyes."

“Honestly, it’s possible that it wasn’t, but I don’t think anyone else was selling that night, so unless someone brought it from home, it was. As for who, I’m still working on it. You have any ideas?”

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"You know for sure it was 'your product'? Shouldn't you know who did it, then?"

“I don’t smile at everyone I fuckin’ pass by, but no, I didn’t even really know her. I heard she’s kind of a bitch, but hey, so am I. Bitch or not, I’m pissed someone used my product for evil.”

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Nothing. I'm just a little tired. How are you? Cole mentioned that you have a lot going on right now. I'm here if you need to talk.

Why….what’s wrong?

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Excuse me?

Great! Thanks for fucking asking! It’s so crazy, I don’t care, how about you tell me what she’s up to? 

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I'm...not really in the mood to talk about it. How have you been?

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Margo rolled her eyes. It was a stupid comeback, but she'd set herself up for it. She wants to say something about Alex, but can't wrap her brain around anything remotely witty. "You don't have a problem with her? I was under the impression you kind of had a bit of a problem with everyone."

“Sure, where’s yours? Oh, wait…” Ria deadpanned, then rolled her eyes, knowing this would come back at her eventually. The idea was really fucking stupid, so she said so. “You think I’d waste my own product to spike some girl’s drink that I don’t even have a problem with? Why would I give it to her for free when I could get paid for it elsewhere? That’s fuckin’ stupid. I don’t condone spiking anyone’s drink, by the way. When I find out who did it, they can kiss their relationship with me and all the guys I know goodbye.”

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Text -> Margarita

Lilith: But how else is Caden suppose to know that I've finally broken you down?

Lilith: Come on, like at least ONE snap chat and only to him?

Lilith: Alright I'll wear black too so we can match!

Margo: He doesn't need to know anything because no breaking down occurred.

Margo: Just don't embarrass me in public, Mom.

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Which one's your favourite?

“You know you’re still a child at heart when you buy the entire collection of classic Disney DVDs.”

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Lilith ✉ Margo + Amelia

Amelia: Is there any way you could use your "science" TO NOT SEND ME DICK PICS?

Amelia: Why is every topic in this group chat so gross

Amelia: I'm sorry that happened, Lil. It seriously sounds like you dodged a bullet. But are you guys sure that Plan B thing isn't just a rumor Jason made up to piss him off? Not that I'm defending Tanner or anything, but still, how do you know FOR SURE that he slept with someone else?

Amelia: ...Did he seriously date a hooker?

Lilith: WHAT KIND OF SCIENCE MAKES ME GET THE PORN WHERE PEOPLE USE EACH OTHER AS A BATHROOM? Honestly, I use to think a golden shower was a good thing. Like a shower made of gold but NOOOO. You've ruined it o badly for me.

Lilith: Can I have Amelia's dick pics? Like can we switch?

Lilith: Honestly, I'd super rather not have to think about him having small dick. It'll ruin all the fantasy, std's are slightly possible though.

Lilith: honestly i don't know....remember when we use to just talk about what homework assignments were owed when and what parties we were going to? good none disgusting times.

Lilith: it's no biggie mia. what comes around goes around. the plan b probably didn't even work and she's walking around pregnant now or something.

Margo: NO QUESTIONING THE SCIENCE.

Margo: You guys are terrible friends. You should be happy that I feel so comfortable with you guys.

Margo: Ew, what fantasy? It's Tanner.

Margo: No, I legit saw him - in the flesh - purchasing plan B. Unless he was just buying in for shits.

Margo: Hopefully the girl isn't pregnant -- what a nightmare that'd be.

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So, I still get a chance to have a belated celebration with you, right?

“So, the Hampton’s are still beautiful, New York is still incredible, and Grandma Annabelle is still racist. The only thing that had changed is that I am now legally an adult! Yay!”

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A/N: Ella gave me permission to have some creative freedom however she hasn’t read this yet so it’s up to her if this is canon or not, since Mrs. Spencer (and her sickness) are from her lovely characterization of Cole. It’s August 2009, Margo’s parents have been divorced for a few years, and the Spencer family, Amelia Spencer particularly, have picked up where Margo’s mother has been lacking (i.e. feeding Margo, paying bills on time, completely basic hygiene). After Margo’s mother attempted to OD, Mrs. Spencer took it upon herself to set her friend up with Robert Peters. This conversation takes place the night after he proposed to Margo’s mother.

“Your mother said you were very upset last night,” Mrs. Spencer had told her over the phone. “Do you want to come over for brunch tomorrow so we can talk about it? I’m making crepes.”

Margo did not want to talk about it, but she did want to go to breakfast, so she said yes.

Now it’s ten AM on a Wednesday morning and Mrs. Spencer is at the stove in a pink bathrobe while Margo cuts strawberries and the two of them drink mimosas (Margo’s was only dusted with champagne, but it was out of a flute nonetheless).

“Is Cole coming down?” Margo blurted out before turning beet red. It was around the peak of the phase in her life when she had a ridiculous crush on Cole, the sweet spot between when he had emerged from puberty beautifully unscathed, but still remained moody and distant, like a statue of Apollo that moved about the Spencer house silently, only to park itself immobile, on a chair or couch, eyes glued to his phone. Margo dreamed about kissing Cole Spencer. She couldn’t remember ever wanting anything so much.

Mrs. Spencer knew this, despite the fact that the subject, for the most part, was never breached. Mrs. Spencer’s lips would curl mischievously whenever Margo mentioned Cole. She would use his presence as bait (“Want to go walking with me tomorrow at dawn? Cole’s coming.”).

But this time, she didn’t smile, just kept watching the crepes. “No,” she says, a strained look gracing her delicate features. “He and I had a fight the other day. He’s still not speaking to me.”

“Oh,” Margo says. She had witnessed a few of their fights, but usually it was never that serious. Cole might give his mother the cold shoulder for a few hours, but he’d eventually melt like a chocolate bar left out in the sun. Margo never understood Cole’s fights with her; Margo felt that having Amelia Spencer as a mother would be a gift from the gods.

“Maybe you’ll be able to talk to him,” Mrs. Spencer shrugs helplessly. “Anyway. Let’s not change the subject. I wanted to talk about last night.”

It’s Margo’s turn to shrug. “There’s nothing too talk about.” She puts a strawberry to her lips and bites.

“Margo. Come on. Talk to me.”

“What am I supposed to say? That I think he’s gross and boring and I hate his stupid sweater vest.” She pauses momentarily. “He not my dad.”

Mrs. Spencer gives her a long pitying look. Margo wants to scream. She’s eleven years old and she thinks she’s “mature for her age” – she hates being treated like a child.

She turns away and takes another bite of the strawberry. “You wouldn’t get it,” Margo hisses.

Mrs. Spencer says nothing while Margo looks out the window – this is how Amelia Spencer unlocked the unspoken things about Margo; through large, vast silences.

“I just. I just hate her so much.” Margo’s voice breaks. “Sometimes I just – If she had actually offed herself my life would be so much better. I’d get to live with you guys and actually be happy for once.”

Margo shifts her weight. “Instead she’s going to marry this stupid guy, and have stupid kids, and he’s gonna leave, and it’ll start all over again.”

Margo feels a hand on her shoulder. “Sweetheart, you have to give her a break. You can’t blame her for your father leaving.” Mrs. Spencer knew more about the Flamel marriage than Margo maybe ever would. Knew about words sharper than knives, bruises deeper than the skin; knew how resentment breeds once youth loses its potential.

“Margo, honey, there are two kinds of people in the world. Those who take care of others, and those who need to be taken care of.

“Your mother needs to be taken care of. Rob can do that for her -- even when I’m not around. He can do that for you.”

“We don’t need him,” Margo argues sulkily.

“Margo”—

“We don’t. We’re both happy. Things have been fine,” she lies.

“Margo, I need to tell you something.”

“What?” Margo snaps. “That I need to ‘stop being immature’?”

“No,” Mrs. Spencer tells her sharply. Margo has never heard her use this tone of voice. She takes a deep breath. “You’re not making this easy for me, Margo.” Her voice feels like the agony of a thousand shards of glass removed one-by-one from her skin.

Margo watches Mrs. Spencer’s profile, a strand of her curly brown hair (Cole’s hair) falling into her eyes, catching the sunlight and scattering it into fire.

“I’m sick.”

The tables are turned now; Margo stays quiet while they breathe in unison. The pan sizzles and Mrs. Spencer cuts off the stove, tucking her hair behind her ear and fanning smoke out of the window.

“Likes…cold sick?”

“No…” Mrs. Spencer sounds tight and chokes. “Like cancer sick.” A few tears roll down her face, but she wipes them away so quickly they could’ve sprouted wings and flown across the room.

Margo’s paralyzed in the corner. She didn’t know what to do with sadness; avoided her mother’s toxic sadness like a sinkhole, held it against her, hated her for it. So here, now, in this moment of vulnerability she wasn’t sure what to do.

Margo falls to her knees, pressing her fists to her mouth.

There was a very distinct difference between the moment in your life when you realized that people can die, and the moment when you realize good people can die.

Margo feels that the difference is that the latter is so much worse.

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text: jason ↔ margo

J: I'm not going to let a bet influence my support of their relationship.

J: And you're right, I will stick by Harley's side, because I'm a good fucking friend and right now I'm all he's got.

M: You're already theoretically betting, this is just something to sweeten the deal if you're right.

M: And, yeah, sure, bros for life. We'll see how long that lasts.

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text: jason ↔ margo

J: Did you know that after her Senior year, Mia is planning on fucking off to some out of state college and wants to cut ties with everyone here? Has she mentioned that one?

J: She said she planned on Harley coming with her, but now it was probably best for her to leave it all behind.

J: Apparently she thinks there's no reason for her to stay in this town anymore.

J: But oh yeah they're definitely better apart. Pfft.

J: This isn't the fucking notebook, its real life, and real life can get pretty fucking gritty but thats just it innit, you gotta fucking pick yourself up and give people second chances.

J: they won't be back together within the week. Maybe in a month.

M: She hasn't told me that, but I'm not surprised. Even I'm planning on doing that. If Mia didn't like Chester before the party, why would her opinion improve AFTER it?

M: Well, only a fucking coward isn't going to give his all for the "love of his life". Harley's just physically incapable of being vulnerable, and because of that he's going to die, not alone, but with you sticking by his side, till the end, like a fucking idiot.

M: Fine. A month. So I can come to collect on August 9th?