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MOMENTS PROMPTS

Lifechanging grocery store parking lot sunset

Sneezing while driving

Laying on the floor so hard you wish they’d invent lying down 2

Texting passionately in the waiting room

Making way too much soup

Can’t find a bandaid

Whatever the next straw is, it’s gonna be the last one

Sudden burst of energy well past bedtime

How’s it going?/ Well, haha, (doesn’t answer)

Long awaited snuggle

Stepping out of the shower with an epiphany 

A kiss interrupted 

Walking proudly out of the store with the most perfect little object

Trying to keep a special gift a surprise at any cost

Exactly what you needed to hear, one way or another

Dropped soda cans on the ding dang concrete

What in the world is THAT doing in the trash?

Getting it together. Or else

Man, that’s going to stain…

Waking up from a dream that felt too real

Finishing each other’s sentences 

Can’t stop laughing to the point of hiccups

Just grateful to be alive honestly

Cold, grumpy, and stuck. But stylin

Recalled a sick fact on command and thus won the conversation

Saved SO MUCH MONEY it feels like defying god

Yeah no that’s moldy oops.

Tiny child in awe of you in a public space

Someone is deeply impressed by skills you weren’t even that proud of…until NOW

Haha, uh oh. Here we go again.

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Kenpachi Zaraki with a witchy reader?

[Hello!!! Hope you manage to see this despite how long it's been but I really enjoyed writing this!!!! Heavily inspired by that one meme that's like "my hot witch wife, me doing whatever the hell she wants" you know the one,,,,lol]

[Female reader] [Just fun and cute] [Kenpachi Zaraki x Witchy!reader] [Slightly spicy at the end!]

“Y/N…” 

“Hmmm?” You looked over from your spot on the floor, covered in ash, herbs, and candle wax. Various crystals of all shapes, sizes, and colors surrounded the two of you. Right in the middle of your room, in a meticulously drawn pentagram, lay the fearsome captain of squad 11. 

“This stuff is making me sneeze…” Kenpachi complained, sniffing slightly at the tickle in his nose from all the incense. Despite his complaints, he stayed put in his spot. 

“Aw…” You frowned, feeling a bit bad. You leaned over him, smiling down at him sweetly and brushing a stray piece of sage away from his cheek. “We’re almost done. Can you hold out a little longer?” 

He sighed, looking up into your puppy dog eyes and realizing there was no escaping this madness. “Alright.” 

You giggled with excitement and got back to work on your ritual. Kenpachi was a rather large man, so you had initially struggled to fit him in the circle correctly but with enough maneuvering you were successful. His legs were partially under your bed, but hey you’d take what you could get. You were curious to know if your spells would work on the captain, already being a spirit and all. You had only ever done spells on yourself and other living beings so this would be an interesting experiment! 

This was a simple spell, nothing too drastic just in case it did work. A small love spell, not one that would force anyone into anything, just something to…spice things up a bit. You hadn’t told your boyfriend what was supposed to happen for fear of influencing the outcome. Kenpachi, being the ever-patient (only with you, it seemed) man he was, was allowing you to do as you pleased, despite his disbelief in your craft. Turning back to your books, you double-checked that all the ingredients were in place. 

“Alright, we’re ready!” You announced, clapping your hands together. “Close your eyes, and try to relax, okay?” You said to Kenpachi. 

He grumbled something under his breath and closed his eyes, his arms folded over his chest. He still looked a bit tense, but this would do. 

You moved to stand over him, closing your eyes and holding your hands out you began to murmur the words of the ritual in a language Kenpachi had never heard before. You felt your mind going blank, your body relaxed and almost in a trance as you muttered the spell. Your fingertips felt warm, and your breathing was slowing down as you asked the gods to grace you with their presence. You felt powerful. With one more deep breath, you concluded the ritual, murmuring your final thanks to the gods and slowly opening your eyes. 

In the dim candlelight, you couldn’t tell the expression on Kenpachi’s face. His eyes were still closed and he was breathing slowly and evenly as if he were asleep. Surely it hadn’t gone for that long? Kneeling, you lightly prodded his shoulder. 

“Zaraki?” You called out to him gently, knowing that a frightened Kenpachi was not a pleasant one. 

Suddenly, he sat up, his eyes open. You gasped and sat back. 

“A-Are you okay?” 

Examining his surroundings, he slowly turned back to you. His eyelids were low, a slight flush to his cheeks. His frown grew into a smirk. 

Quickly and irreverently, he crawled towards you, knocking the crystals and candles away and smudging the pentagram underneath you. He grabbed you by the neck and pulled you close, his face now level with yours and you suddenly couldn’t breathe. 

His voice was low and gravelly when he spoke next, ��I don’t know what you did, sweetheart, but it worked.” 

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FNAF

Bleach

Durarara!

Marvel

Star Trek

Star Wars

MHA or BNHA

Nier

BG3

Obey Me

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Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler)

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can i get 33 with gin ichimaru from bleach?

WOW, it's literally been years but on the off chance you see this, I hope you enjoy! Thanks for the request, I'm obsessed with Gin so never hesitate to request him lol

{{ TW: canon typical violence, cursing, and blood}}

[ reader is written with she/her pronouns, takes place during the end of soul society arc when Gin is leaving with Aizen, reader is the adopted daughter of (guess who hehe)]

33. "Don't leave me behind."

“ICHIMARU!” 

Gin barely had time to be surprised at the voice barreling towards him before he was deflecting her sword from his throat. 

“y/n…recovered already?” 

She looked up at him with a fiery rage he hadn’t seen before, her teeth tightly grit as another yell of anguish escaped her. Her sword lifted again and they began to clash. Gin was faster and stronger, but he humored her. They exchanged familiar blows, dancing around each other. He could feel the strength she was putting into each thrust of her sword. This was not a game, this was pure unbridled emotion. 

She jumped high in the air, flipping over him with a tight grip on his collar as she brought her sword down at his back. He was quick to dodge her blow, their swords clanging loudly as they met. 

She was weaker than normal. Gin may have been a bit more on guard if she had not been injured. She was strong in her own right and coupled with the raw passion and anger she was feeling, it would be a dangerous combination. She swung again, stumbling slightly on her weakened leg--and there was his opening. 

He caught her wrist in a vice grip, her sword clambering to the ground. He twisted just enough to hurt but not enough to injure. She cried in anger and frustration, struggling vehemently in his hold. He only just noticed the tears streaming down her face.

“What the fuck are you doing?! Do you think you can just up and leave after all this? I’ll kill you before you get the chance!” Her words were deadly serious despite her red face and teary eyes. Her chest heaved and her hair was flailing wildly behind her with every word she screamed. Gin had never in their hundred-something years together, seen her so upset. 

Gin didn’t let a single emotion betray him. His usual grin was in place. He sighed, shaking his head as he gripped her wrist tighter and pulled her into his chest. He could feel the stares from everyone around them and he faintly heard her adopted father attempting to intervene, Shunsui’s stern hand on his shoulder being the only thing holding him back. She continued to struggle in his unwavering embrace but her head was buried in his chest and he could feel her warm, wet, tears seeping into the front of his uniform. 

“Take me with you.” Her plea was small, quiet, pitiful and for Gin’s ears only. 

Oh. That was not an option he had accounted for. 

His mind began to race through dozens of scenarios at that moment. The best for him, the best for her, the best for Rangiku, the best for them all… 

The outcome of each was…uncertain, and Gin was an incredibly selfish man. 

He tightened his grip, her struggle dying down to a mere shaking of her shoulders as she sobbed into his chest. 

“Take me with you…” she repeated, choking the words out through a sob. 

He chanced a glance at Aizen, the man’s eyes giving him a warning in return. Time was almost up. 

Gin smoothed a gentle hand through her hair, leaning down to speak where only she could hear. 

“You don’t even know what-”

Her eyes met his, cutting him off effectively with the intensity of her stare. 

“If it’s you, it’s something worthwhile. I won’t be left behind.” 

Gin could have kissed her then and there. She made choices so easy for him. 

The air around them began to crackle with warmth and power. 

“Shoot to kill…” he had never so gently uttered those words. 

In a split second, his sword pierced through her middle and a cry of anguish that could only come from a panicked father filled the air. An inescapable yellow light descended upon them, stopping all who rushed to her aid. She looked at him wide-eyed, shocked but not betrayed as she lost consciousness. He caught her gently, holding her in his arms like a prize he’d won as they slowly descended upwards. 

Someone was screaming below them, his sword slashing manically but unsuccessfully at the shining barrier. Warm blood dripped down Gin’s arms and covered his front. He gripped her tighter to shield his shaking hands, his smile never faltering.

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Thought I’d update my list of fandoms I write for so:

Anime/Otome:

- Obey Me!

- Durarara!!

- Bleach

- Kamisama Kiss

- Code Geass

- Osomatsu-San

- Kuroshitsuji

- Tokyo Ghoul

- Full Metal Alchemist

- Yugioh

- Assassination Classroom

- BNHA

- (I’ve seen lots of anime so don’t be afraid to ask about different ones!)

TV:

- Supernatural

- Hannibal

- The Walking Dead

Other:

- Star Wars

- Star Trek

- Marvel

- Overwatch

- Detroit: Become Human

[rkthot00]

Hellooo ^^ ❤ may I request a fluff with Izaya Orihara x fem!reader who's a completely adorable airhead? Like she doesn't understand why people think he is dangerous! Have a good day and take care of yourself 💖💞

[ SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT!!!! I know its been forever but I hope you enjoy this. Hope you’re also taking care of yourself!!!!]

(Shinra’s relationship is whatever you want it to be, I was imagining a cousin or old friend)

{Izaya Orihara x Fem!Reader} 

Izaya could not understand her no matter how hard he tried. She followed him around like a lost puppy despite her friend’s warnings. Izaya knew his reputation and he quite enjoyed it. 

When he first met her through Shinra he had already catalogued her as one of the boring one’s. Despite her bubbly personality there wasn’t much more he could see.

He was so wrong. 

One night of conversation and she was instantly captivated with him. He was shocked at her forwardness but found it refreshing. There was something more to all this cheer-fullness. 

So he allowed it, letting her have her fun and follow him around. 

She would often do things like hold his hand or interlock their arms. A simple stroll together in the park would turn into her practically holding her. He thought it was strange at first but came to...tolerate it. 

Perhaps she thought they were dating? Were they? No, impossible. 

“Shinra told me I should stop hanging out with you.” She’d said one day. 

“Oh? And why is that?” he responded with interest. 

“He said you’re dangerous, but I don’t get why.”

“You don’t?”

“No! I think he’s just jealous, there’s no way you’re dangerous you’re always so nice to me.” She huffed. Izaya had thought she’d at least known something was up with him by now. He had started to be more transparent with her and it was hard for him to keep his facade with her hanging around him all the time. You can only fool some for so long.

“Am I nice to you?” He asked, he was genuinely asking, had he been nice to her? He didn’t think he was acting that differently. 

“Of course! You always hold my hand, you buy me my favorite sweets and you even let me sleep in your bed when I stay over.”

Oh, he had done those things. 

To Izaya’s dismay he found himself blushing a bit. “W-Well...I wanted to do those things.” 

��See!” She yelled, “You are nice! Totally not dangerous, I swear the next time I see Shinra-...” she trailed on, ranting about how wrong Shinra was. 

Izaya stared at her with genuine wonder, how had she slipped past him? How had she reeled him in like this? 

He’d get to the bottom of it, but for now he’d let her stay in this little spot she’d created for herself. 

Izaya didn’t like sleeping alone, anyway. 

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hello! um could you do izaya with a girl who shares a similar pov but is opposite personality wise like she is just really sleepy a lot and just really soft with a kawaii aesthetic and he gets a crush on her and they like confess and cuddle and just pure fluff, please and thank you? I like your writing a lot!! ^^

[ I would just like to say, IM SO SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG, also this is a bit longer than I intended but I hope you enjoy!]

{Izaya Orihara x Fem!reader} {fluff} 

{TW: mentioned abuse (its still fluff I promise alksjf)}

Izaya liked to think of himself as someone with patience. Cold, calculated, and cunning, an impenetrable wall of deceit and intelligence. In fact, he was a god on earth. As such, there would be no one on this earth that could reach his level and penetrate his defenses. There could never exist someone with the ability to weaken him.

Or so he thought.

The day he met her was his downfall. Sitting on the stairs beneath an abandoned home, shivering and crying in the cold rainy night.

Being the man he is, Izaya’s interest was piqued. How had she ended up here? Where was she going? Was there someone she wanted to get revenge upon? Izaya needed these questions answered. If nothing else he’d at least be entertained.

“Good Evening.” He muttered softly into the dark, standing above her with an umbrella. “Do you need help?”

She gasped, her body twitching to life. Upon meeting Izaya’s eyes she retreated backwards.

“I-I… um…” She stammered, her eyes clearly bloodshot and misty. “I-I’m okay thank you…”

A grin stretched upon Izaya’s lips as he knelt down closer to her. “You shouldn’t be out here alone, who knows what could happen?” He taunted. She was clearly terrified but he was finding this quite fun.

“You’re right b-but…” She began to his surprise, “I-I don’t have anywhere to go.” She sniffled. Izaya was surprised at her tone. There was still fear present in her voice but it was surprisingly soft and helpless. He peered to her side, a now soaking wet duffel bag tucked closely into her hip. Had she been kicked out of somewhere? Did she run away?

Interesting.

“Well, if you’d like I can find you a place to stay, in fact, my guest room is open.” Izaya was shocked at his own words. He hadn’t meant for it to come out so genuinely. Nevertheless, the smile in his lips and the sparkle in his eye was just as affective.

The girl seemed hesitant of course, who would agree to something so sketchy? But Izaya’s charm is always too great. He can have someone wrapped around his fingers in no time.

“I-….okay.”

Perfect.

——————

Izaya had expected the next morning to go quite differently. He’d expected her to fumble down the stairs, confused and afraid. Izaya would pry into her life and find out what happened and gain some information, or at least someone to mess with.

When morning came around the girl was up before him. Dressed for the day in some ridiculous pink clothing and making breakfast in his kitchen.

Shocked, he walked into the kitchen and didn’t say a word.

At his footsteps she jumped in surprise, “Oh! Good morning, I… I thought as a thanks for putting me up I’d make you breakfast.”

“Oh.” He replied, still stunned and took a seat down at his table. “Thank you?”

“Of course. It’s the least I could do..uh..”

“Izaya .Orihara Izaya.“

“Orihara-san.”

And she set the plate in front of him.

————

That morning Izaya had accomplished one goal. He’d learned most everything about her. After learning she had run away from an abusive boyfriend and found herself homeless, Izaya was surprisingly touched.

She’d told him most everything about her life story as they ate breakfast.

Izaya was captivated by her voice and her confidence. He even found himself telling her bits and pieces of his own life.

They’d ended up spending the day together and Izaya offered her his guest room again for the night. It was late afternoon but she’d looked to be nodding off since breakfast.

One more night turned into 3 weeks and Izaya was finding himself growing more and more attached to her.

He was always captivated by humanity, but in particular he was interested in her. Everything she said and did caught Izaya’s attention. She was one of the most intriguing of them all.

As time went on they learned more and more about each other. She would leave some days for work and never tell him where she was going or when she was coming back (although he quickly found out).

Izaya would go about his day normally, not letting her presence stop him but he found himself excited to see her come home.

This girl was quickly becoming a roommate more than a guest.

Sooner than later her belongings were ending up around the flat. Cutesy accessories covered in bright colors and equally as cutesy clothing. Izaya admired her ability to stand out in a crowd, not caring what other’s thought about her.

Izaya came to memorize her handwriting from notes left on the fridge and could tell exactly how she was feeling just from her expressions. Her smell had begun to seep into the couch cushions and Izaya longed to get home and smell it each day while waiting for her return.

Izaya had originally believed she was nothing but a plaything. Come to find out, their ways and outlooks on the world weren’t so different.

After a night of talking and lazing around on the couch they were having tea. Sitting in front of his large windows they peered out over the city, taking in the lights.

“Don’t you find people to be so….interesting?” She remarked, sipping idly at her tea.

Izaya chuckled softly, “Of course. There’s nothing I find more satisfying than observing.”

She smiled, turning to face him. Her eyes reflecting the city below them. “I love observing you.” She stated. Izaya grinned.

“I could say the same.”

“So that’s why you took me in? How mean.” She pouted.

Izaya couldn’t help but laugh and turn to her.

“Perhaps, and what if that’s true?” He leaned closer, his smirk as taunting as ever.

She met him with the same energy, her eyes glued to his. “I wouldn’t be angry, in fact I only came with you to see what you would do.”

Izaya was stunned into silence. He knew there was something about her but never had he expected her to have such...interesting motives.

“Oh [name], I never knew you were that kind of girl.” He teased, his trademark smirk quickly coming back into place.

She giggled, “There’s a lot you still don’t know about me, Izaya.”

“I’m aching to learn it all.” He responded and dissolved the space between them.

His lips met hers and he decided he would let someone in, just this once.

She slept in Izaya’s bed that night for the first time, his arms wrapped around her waist and her body pressed close to his.

He had found something entertaining after all.

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Hi guys I’m not dead!!! I’ve seen y’alls requests and I promise when finals are done I’ll have them finished :)))

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i see you write for bleach? do you play brave souls? if so could you write something with spirit society gin? (;u; if u don’t mind)

Hi! I do actually !! (I don’t have him yet tho :( ) but I love spirit society Gin ! And honestly everything Gin related in general. I’m not sure of his role in the story event so this is just an image I went with. Sorry it’s short(it’s like 5 am here) hope you enjoy!

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He was ethereal, like a god.

His sly gaze taunted you as the wind howled in your ears. Without a second thought, you moved towards his outstretched hand.

A sharp fingernail teased at the skin of your palm , stinging your skin like a flame licking at your fingertips. It burned, but you felt alive.

The howling only grew louder as his eyes slowly opened to reveal oceans underneath pale lids. His tails flicked behind him wildly, a light purple flame enveloping you both.

“Is that what you truly want?”

His voice was softer than you’d imagined. a delicate, seductive tone parting from a cruel grin and sharp teeth.

How could you deny him anything when he asked you so sweetly?

“I’ve never been more sure of anything.”

The fox found this amusing, his grin growing to reveal more of his sharp fangs. You wanted them to pierce every inch of your skin.

“If that is what you wish, it will be granted.”

The teasing rake of his fingernail against your palm turned into a harsh grip on your wrist. A nail became a claw that dug deep into your flesh.

You could feel him drawing blood, but you felt no fear, only anticipation.

He wouldn’t be letting go of you anytime soon.

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One Word Writing Prompts

Send me a number 1 thru 50 for a word that I’ll use to write either a headcanon, drabble, or starter. Send 🌀 for a random number instead.

01. — first 02. — kiss 03. — final 04. — numb 05. — broken 06. — wings 07. — melody 08. — rules 09. — chocolate 10. — nostalgia 11. — heartbeat 12. — stranger 13. — confusion 14. — bitter 15. — afterlife 16. — daybreak 17. — audience 18. — endless 19. — fireworks 20. — wishing 21. — birthday 22. — tomorrow 23. — oppression 24. — agony 25. — return 26. — protection 27. — boxes 28. — hope 29. — preparation 30. — beautiful 31. — lies 32. — underneath 33. — hide 34. — diary 35. — unforeseen 36. — conditional 37. — gone 38. — clear 39. — heartache 40. — wired 41. — insanity 42. — foolish 43. — words 44. — study 45. — love 46. — skies 47. — stars 48. — lucky 49. — shake 50. — punctual

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ahhhhh a blog that writes for durarara!! 👀 that is a rarity, but a pleasant one at that 🥰 i could really use some fluff rn, so how about izaya getting a surprise visit in the hospital (after he got stabbed). she’s kind to him, which is refreshing, and likes to consider him a friend and is genuinely worried about his wellbeing, though she shares his witty and charismatic sense of humour. izaya slowly starts developing a crush on her despite their differences bcuz opposites attract!!

{ Sorry this took so long! I’ve been pretty busy. Hope this is what you were looking for, sorry it’s not as long as I’d like it to be. Please enjoy! (( thinking abt doing a part 2 to this if you’d like! )) } 

[ Izaya x reader ] [ gender neutral reader ] [ light fluff ] 

“Knock knock.”

Izaya looked up from his phone, uncharacteristically surprised at the intrusion. His eyes narrowed, “What are you doing here?” You smiled warmly at him despite his rudeness. “I doubted you’d get any friendly visits, thought I’d stop by and wish you a speedy recovery.” Izaya scoffed, sitting his phone in his lap and leaning back against his pillow.

“Are those for me?” he questioned, gesturing to the annoyingly bright bouquet of flowers in your fist. You shrugged and unceremoniously threw them into his lap, “If you want them to be.”

He inspected the bouquet with a smirk, picking off a few petals. “I’m allergic.”

“Sure you are.”

He hummed lightly and turned his head away from you, you took this as your cue to sit in the chair next to his bed. You waited in silence, knowing that he would prefer the chance to speak first. As much as he’d hate to admit it, you knew Izaya. He wasn’t on his A game right now. Getting stabbed would do that to most people, even someone like Izaya. You also knew that your very presence was throwing him off. Izaya wasn’t used to kindness of any kind being thrown his way, and when unable to prepare his usual snarky disposition he could be caught off guard. You were right, Izaya hadn’t been expecting visitors of any kind. You felt a bit of sadness at this, wouldn’t his sisters even come by? The stabbing was plastered all over the news, you were sure they’d seen it. You knew Izaya was strong, but you also knew he had more of a heart than he let on.

“So you’re worried about my well-being, ne?” He broke the silence, rolling his head to face you with a smirk and usual mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Of course.” you stated, “Why wouldn’t I be? You were stabbed.”

You weren’t sure what he was expecting to say but judging by the look on his face it wasn’t that. His smirk was gone, his eyes no longer meeting yours. He should have learned by now, his little act won’t work with you. “Well you shouldn’t be, I’m fine.” You gazed at him curiously, you could see he was in pain and exhausted. The dark circles under his eyes were darker than usual and his hair was messy. His already thin arms looked downright frail and his face was pallid and sickly. You grinned, “Oh, obviously.”

He ‘hmphed’ seeming to sense your sarcasm but not appreciating it at the moment. He turned away from you again, “Well, you can leave then since I’m ‘obviously’ fine. I have work to do and you’re distracting.”

“Maybe you need a distraction.” You suggested slyly. “Why do you care so much anyway?” He snapped, making you jump slightly. The annoyance was apparent in his voice at this point.

Had you pushed him too far? But that’s what he always needed, a push, a shove in the right direction. Izaya was easily lost in himself and his thoughts and no matter how hard he’d deny it he needed someone to pull him out. So you kept pushing.

“Because I care about you.”

Izaya chuckled lightly, a slow self-deprecating laugh. “I still don’t understand, why after all these years and all I’ve done you continue to pester me.” He had turned to face you once again, his eyes boring into yours with curiosity and a bit of warmth. “Truly, you are fascinating.”

You smiled at this, feeling accomplished. “Mind if I stay for awhile?” You asked, despite your teasing your worry for him was genuine. Izaya would deny his struggles up and down and you’d feel better watching over him for awhile, even if he didn’t really need it. Perhaps you were being selfish.

“Do what you want,” he shrugged, but there was still warmth in his voice, “I can’t stop you anyway.”

The two of you chatted for a while before falling into a companionable silence. Eventually Izaya dozed off after another round of painkillers. Without realizing it you must have fallen asleep too.

When you awoke in the morning you found yourself laying in a cramped hospital bed, your head resting on Izaya’s chest.

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40 Prompts List

I threw together a bunch of my favorite prompts ideas since I’ve been suffering from writer’s block and need the inspiration. Feel free to reblog!

“I don’t want to stop loving you.”

“We were just pretending to be lovers, but I’m not pretending anymore.. I need to know if you feel the same way.”

“I said you couldn’t fall in love with me, but I didn’t say I couldn’t fall in love with you.”

“Promise me you’ll stay.”

“I didn’t want it to end, I just thought you’d be better off without me..”

“I’ve tried to move on, but no one is you.”

“If this is the last time I see you, know that I love you more than anything.”

“You hide it in jokes and sarcasm, but I can see how broken you are.”

“Just do one last thing: Kiss me.”

“Nothing has ever scared me more than being with you.”

“Please.. don’t leave.”

“We were never just friends.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”

“Are you trying to seduce me?”

“I miss you every second of every day.”

“I’m trying to forget you the best I can, but damn it, we belong together.”

“You say I got us into this, but you didn’t stop it from happening, either.”

“I always overthink, just let me do something thoughtless for once in my life.”

“After everything… I’d still choose you.”

“If you had asked me to stay, I would’ve.”

“You’re too good for this world.”

“How long do we have?”

“Do you think we’re bad people?” 

“I know it doesn’t seem like it, but I’m going to take care of you.”

“We were never meant to fight on our own.”

“We always have a choice.”

“Is that a threat?”

“Keep your eyes on me.”

“You can lie to yourself but don’t lie to me.”

“I tried my best to not feel anything for you. Guess what? I failed.”

“We have to stick together.”

“We’ll get through this. I promise.”

“Don’t leave me behind.”

“How did you find me?”

“Who did this to you?”

“I don’t want to be alone right now.”

“Don’t you dare die on me!”

“You’re out of your damn mind.”

“You make me feel invincible.”

“I’ll keep you safe.”

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aahhh thanks for the follows!!!! I’m still drafting some stuff rn but I’ll be posting soon! In the meantime feel free to send requests!

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New imagine’s blog here!!!!

Hey everyone this is my first time starting a blog for imagines/reader-inserts/one-shots! Just thought I’d put my name out here, I plan on posting some stuff soon but I am also taking requests for a multitude of fandoms/ships/characters!!!!!! Please don’t be afraid to send me an ask requesting one-shots or even just headcanons! Again, I’m a new blog so I’ll have a list of what I will and will not write up shortly but for now here’s a short list of the fandoms I’ve been writing for currently:  - Detroit: Become Human - Supernatural  - Overwatch  - Various anime/manga (my favorite’s are Bleach and Durarara!! but I’ve seen lots so just shoot me an ask and I’ll see what I can do!)   - Star Wars  - Star Trek  - Hannibal -Marvel - Sherlock (maybe, haven’t been into this one in awhile) 

but again I’m in lots of different fandoms so just ask! Thanks for checking me out! (also this is a sideblog so I cant follow you back on here but I may follow you back on my main!)