#* && PROMPT

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

a very important message

[puppetmaster13u]

Ghosts mess with electronics, right? What if the ambient ectoplasm in the air around Amity messes with calls headed to the Justice League in particular (if you want some angst for Danny maybe it’s somehow a result of his protection obsession affecting his haunt, like it wants to help before others can, or wants to protect his haunt from outsiders or something) but after an Event - perhaps when Amity gets sucked into the Ghost Zone? - They all go through at once and the JL is absolutely bombarded with calls.

Or, perhaps the calls go through after Amity is destroyed, and the JL has to deal with years and years of “Ghost calls” from a town that no longer exists (lone survivor Danny?) kind of like radio waves can be detected in space ages after things have changed at their source.

[daily-prompts]

Prompt 2477

Your mother tells you the most unbelievable story you’ve ever heard. It’s about how her parents got together.

[kun-diman]

thinking about childhood friend!sukuna who loves you since forever, but you really didn't care.

sukuna who turned into a fuck boy after numerous attempts of getting your heart. he's so heartbroken and needy that he needed other girls to warm his bed because you simply won't.

you who turned down sukuna's nth proposal to be his girlfriend because “you don't date fuck boys.”

sukuna who was the last one to know you're getting married by an arranged marriage your parents did because he doesn't read anything in your inner circle's gc.

sukuna who saw you turn into a cold hearted lady into someone exploring her options, and by exploring I mean going out on dates and parties, making out, and possibly losing your virginity. 😉

you who explained to sukuna that you decided to explore your options before getting married after graduation because why not?

you who said to sukuna that he'll find out who's your mystery fiance at the annual new year's eve party your parents host.

sukuna who nearly loses his mind at the torture you're putting him through.

you who surprised sukuna by dragging him at the back stage at your parents party, and linked arms with him.

“are you rebelling against your parents and fiance? finally decided I'm the one for you huh?”

“nope. just simply introducing my future husband to the guests” you winked and quickly pecked his lips.

sukuna who's currently dumbfounded as you smile to the guests who are greeting you after your parents and his parents announced that the two of you will be getting married.

[dragonindigo245prompts]

Hero: Stop! Think about what you're doing! Think about all the harm you'd do if you blew up all those government buildings!

Villain: Give me one good reason why I shouldn't.

Hero, a citizen who definitely suffers under the governments bullshit: Well, um, it's not nice?

Villain: ... do you want me to beat you up a little so you aren't obligated to stop me?

Hero: Yes.

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[girlwithherheadinthestars]

Villain: *does something evil*

Hero calls them: hey dude (but romantically) please cut it out i'm on vacation

Villain: oh you're not here?? oh no. didn't realize. sorry! will postpone the world destroyer for next monday. that work with you?

Hero: perfect. see you then.

[love-me-a-good-prompt]

RANDOM DIALOGUE IDEAS #17

Feel free to use any of these dialogue ideas in your writing. Be creative with the context!

"there's something I need to tell you"

"hold me"

"I'll meet you there"

"I've seen this before"

"you can't do that"

"I don't feel that way about you"

"I'm not sure about this"

"it looks great"

"I'll introduce you"

"let's try again"

"I don't like it"

"I want to show you something"

"that wasn't part of the plan"

"I don't know where it is"

"you're better than that"

"there's nothing to worry about"

"I would never do that to you"

"this is important to me"

"I was joking"

"tell me the truth"

[aloysiavirgata]

Prompt: Mulder and Scully get a couple’s massage.

The room smells of fresh warm cotton, candle wax, jasmine, green tea.

Jangling nerves, fear sweat, endorphins. Their first married-undercover case. Mulder in Ralph Lauren, Scully in Lilly Pulitzer. Bernard Heuvelmans shaving at the sink, Elizabeth Blackwell-Heuvelmans with her alabaster legs on the edge of her tub.

Mulder and Scully think these names are very clever in the way of brilliant people who aren’t entirely sure why Friends is meant to be funny. They are very young, though they feel terribly grown-up. They are very beautiful, which they understand only in the vague way of people who have never really been unattractive.

***

He’d ridden the couch like a gentleman and Scully, a lady, had both protested and acquiesced. Scully had washed her Heddy Lamar face in the honeymoon suite vanity, had left swirls of cinnamon hair in the bathtub drain. She massaged little dabs of cream into her skin.

Scully - Bess - bare to the waist with her sine-wave back. Bess with skin like a palimpsest.

Mulder, grouchy and favored and well-actually. With his graham-cracker skin that never burned, with his trust fund and his dark eyes and his restless mind.

***

Mulder - no - Bernard. He watches the woman’s hands touch Scully - Bess - the way his mother’s cook touched bread dough. The way dolphins plunge into the Atlantic.

Bess - Scully - makes a guttural, Cro-Magnon sound in the deep parts of her calla lily throat. He sees so many little bones when she tenses and god, god, has she always been so beautiful? Has she always had the hard, sinuous curves of a string instrument? Little nerdy Dana Scully who rewrote Einstein?

His cock is hard as a rock when Bess groans into finger-warmed oil.

When fine, strong hands thumb the long, lonely muscles of his back.

Mulder lets go then. Lets his eyes slide half-closed in the twilight of the room, sucks in heavy, over-sweet air. He turns his head so he can see her face because this is all a game, isn’t it? It’s all pretend.

Scully’s lashes are the finest penstrokes when she meets his eyes. Scully - is she Bess? He doesn’t know who they are, what anything is - but she bites her lush lower lip like a June raspberry.

He feels Ingrid in his levator scapulae.

He feels Bess - Scully - Bess in his limbic system. He feels her in what she would call his soul.

[slippinmickeys]

More funfetti?

They made love when William wasn’t home to hear them, though with his preternatural abilities, you had to wonder. The boy was charmed by their affection but reviled their practicing it. He was 12. Their baby was 12. 

“I’m wondering if we should give Skinner an update,” Mulder said, looking at Scully curiously.

“I think the less people who know, the better,” Scully said. 

The mudball thing had scared them. Not necessarily in the way they’d made William understand they were scared; he thought they were worried he’d be found out. And that was certainly a concern, but William’s powers were blossoming with his age, child-like skills being quickly honed into adult aptitudes. It wasn’t just manipulating bits of water and dirt through the air, it was getting other people to throw them—bending them towards his will in a way that was frightening in its implications. 

“He’s always protected us in the past,” Mulder pointed out, resting his chin on protuberance of her hip bone, the calfskin expanse of her belly laid out before him like a plate at a bacchanal. 

Scully ruffled her fingers through his hair in frustration. 

“Are we doing this or not, Mulder?” she whined. “I have a conference call at 11:45.”

He grinned up at her through the thick feathered plumes of his lashes and ran his nose across the plane of her hip until his mouth was centered on her pubis. She did not whine again for several minutes and then it was for a whole other reason. 

Her head had maneuvered its way in between the pillows at the head of the bed by the time he entered her, and she was slick and tousled and no longer concerned by the time or self-conscious of the wanton movements of her body. She chased pleasure the same way she solved crimes; with dedication and focus and her mouth always a little bit open. 

Mulder thrust into her with long, firm strokes, his spine flexing with the agile grace of a cat, making her forget for a moment that her son was a miracle of the highest order, that in another century he might have been called a saint, might have been called a witch. Mulder made her forget all her worries, made love to her like she was the one who was holy, like she was the one becharmed. 

Spent, he canted himself so his dead weight wasn’t resting solely on her and listened to her catch her breath as he caught his. He ran gentle fingers down the moon glow skin of her cheek. 

“We need to know what he’s capable of,” he said. “We need to know how to protect him.”

Scully had always been wary of letting the boy use his powers, but perhaps it was time to train him instead, so that he might use them responsibly and with full control. 

She sighed. “Shit,” she said under her breath. 

Mulder pressed a kiss between her eyes and rolled off the bed. 

“We leave Skinner out of it for now,” she said, looking up at him. 

Mulder nodded at her, gave her a gentle smile. 

“One day at a time, Scully,” he said. 

[waywardsou2]

Summer of Bad Batch 2024

Alt prompt: Comfort Zone

A/N: I have no idea but this one was kinda difficult to do, I did it traditionally first and then digitally but man did I have to rework some stuff. I ended up kinda giving up on the clothes in the end but I'm mostly happy with it.

Omega loves her dads brothers, no matter where they go they will always be her home. They are her comfort zone

[f1-newbie]

[daily-prompts]

Prompt 2478

Write one paragraph on the project you’ve been avoiding.

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

*caretaker telling whumpee it's okay* awww yes they finally rescued whumpee. our whumpee is saved! here comes the comfort 🥹🥹😊

*whumpee telling caretaker it's okay* NOOOOOOOO DON'T!!! PLEASE YOU CANNOT DO THIS PLEASE CARETAKER IS HERE HELP IS HERE YOU CAN'T DO THIS PLEASE DON'T LET GO OH MY GOD DON'T CLOSE YOUR EYES NOOOOOOOOOOOOO

inspired by this post

[prompts-and-circumstance]

"You're going to regret this," the hero snarled, furiously pulling against her restraints.

The villian smiled. "Regret time spent with you? Never."

[monsterfluffer]

Monster Prompt #3

Mirrors serve as gateways to alternate realities, one night you discover a world inhabited by monsters and your stuck there.

How do you adapt?

[carryonprompts]

baz matches simon on a dating app and he finds him so insanely attractive that he thinks he's being catfished

New Carry On prompt!