#drabble prompts

[egglain]

hey y’all— idk if this exists already but i thought i’d make a “dickcember” prompt list.

smut writers, if you use any of these, please tag me so i can read! happy writing ❄️☃️🎄

Dickcember 2024 - 18+

1 - Nutcracker! [cumplay, CBT, spanking]

2 - Let it blow! [blowjobs, snowed in, cuddles]

3 - Meet the family! [thighs, keep quiet, first times]

4 - Letters to Santa [sexting, at work, desire]

5 - Ho, ho ho! [stripping, orgy/group sex, cucking]

6 - Snowballs [temperature play, games, balls]

7 - Pin the nose on the snowman! [pegging, body worship, dressing up]

8 - Star [reversed roles, living room, on top]

9 - Pine & parcels [bondage, impromptu/makeshift, car]

10 - Frosty [cold, dom/sub dynamics, marking]

11 - Rudolph red [period, whips, predator/prey dynamics]

12 - Partridge in a pear tree [anal, unshaven, gift-giving]

13 - Eggnog [ovulation, vanilla, mating press]

14 - Candy cane [deepthroat, cockrings, jelqing]

15 - Sleigh Ride [riding, outdoor, adventures]

16 - Pipesicle [flashing, spitting, from behind]

17 - Hang the stockings [feet, decorating, nylon/thigh highs]

18 - Caroling [vocal, neighbours, dirty talk]

19 - Giftwrapping [shibari, protected, ribbons]

20 - Sugar cookies & sugar plums [praise, food play, sweet]

21 - Yule [mistletoe, rimming, magic]

22 - GingerBRED! [breeding, domestic, glazing/frosting]

23 - Stocking stuff me! [feeding, toys, gagging]

24 - Knotty List [knotting, heat/rut, degradation]

25 - Cumming down the chimney! [creampies, unwrapping, fireplace]

26 - Mommy's kissing Santa Claus [size kink, kissing, older]

27 - HoliYAY [feast, femdom, edging]

28 - Cookies and milk [lactation, titjobs, midnight]

29 - Coal [begging, restraints, deprivation]

30 - Christmas card [cameras/filming, crossdressing, tickling]

31 - New Years Resolutions [confessions, exhibitionism, strangers]

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[creativepromptsforwriting]

Drabble List #15

75 prompts to write drabbles or longer stories.

"We need to take a leap of faith."

"I won't let them take everything from us."

"This is the only way."

"We're on the same team."

"You can't keep running away."

"We need to make this right."

"I have some questions for you."

"Wanna test it for yourself?"

"I can't believe you said that."

"You have to make a choice."

"This is our chance to change everything."

"We need to be brave."

"I can't do this without you."

"You have to face the truth."

"This is bigger than both of us."

"We need to act fast."

"I can't keep living a lie."

"We need to find the courage to move forward."

"We have to be honest with ourselves."

"This isn't over yet."

"We need to take a stand."

"I'm not alone in this fight."

"We can't let them destroy everything we've built."

"I believe in us."

"We have to keep the faith."

"I'm not as strong as you think."

"I can't keep living a lie."

"You have no idea what I've been through."

"This is bigger than both of us."

"We have to find a way."

"I can't believe you did that."

"We need to be strong."

"This isn't about revenge."

"You can't hide forever."

"We need to stay focused."

"I never wanted any of this."

"You have to face your fears."

"This is our moment."

"We need to find the truth."

"I can't let them win."

"You really need to trust your instincts more."

"This isn't about winning."

"We have to make a stand."

"I never thought it would come to this."

"You have to let me in."

"This is our chance."

"We need to be ready."

"I can't believe I trusted you."

"You have no idea what I've sacrificed."

"This isn't just about us."

"We need to stay calm."

"I can't keep doing this forever."

"I can't let them take everything."

"You have to trust me."

"This is our fight."

"Who are your friends?"

"Don't start from the very beginning."

"Personally, I have no idea."

"We need to be careful."

"I wish I could believe you."

"We can't keep doing this."

"How did we end up here?"

"You know I can't stay."

"We have to take a risk."

"I don't want to lose you."

"You need to let go."

"This isn't the end."

"We're not that close."

"I had a bad feeling about this."

"And it seems like I was right about it."

"We can't let fear control us."

"I never expected this."

"You have to make a choice."

"We need to act fast."

"This is just the beginning of our story."

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[amethystarachnid]

Omg thanks so much for opening the requests again!!💛 (and sorry for dumping my long ass requests girl😭) How have you been?

please give us an innocent & shy y/n and flirty-drunk-jealous tony drabble pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee TQ!

SHY READER & FLIRTY TONY STARK - a Drabble

(you'll find the others drunk/jealous in this post but scroll down, I wanted to try something new and divided it in parts)

Tony Stark notices you the moment you step into the lab—mostly because you trip over your own feet. Smooth.

“New intern or did Fury finally send a spy who isn’t obvious?” He grins, leaning against his desk. You turn red. Mission: Speak. Failed.

You mutter something about coffee runs. He tilts his head. “Uh-uh. Try again, Casper. Louder, for the people in the back.”

“I—I’m here to—to assist,” you squeak. Tony gasps, clutching his arc reactor. “A shy scientist? Illegal. I’m calling SHIELD.”

He nicknames you “Bambi” after you bolt out of the room the first time he winks. (”Like the deer. All wide-eyed and skittish. Adorable.”)

He “accidentally” sends DUM-E to bring you tools—every five minutes. You swear the bot winks at you. (Traitor.)

“Friday, play Careless Whisper,” Tony announces when you drop a wrench. You groan. “I hate it here.” He grins. “No, you don’t.” (…Damn it.)

One day, you snap. “If you’re this annoying, how does anyone like you?” Tony beams. “There’s the fire! Knew it was in there.”

You sigh. He winks. This might be a problem. (…Or the start of something very fun.)

SHY READER & DRUNK TONY STARK

Tony stumbles into the penthouse, tie loose, cheeks flushed. You blink from the couch. Oh no.

“There’s my favorite person,” he slurs, pointing dramatically. “You. Yes, you. The cute one. With the face.”

You sigh. “How much did you drink?” He gasps, offended. “Rude. I’m perfectly sober.” (He is not.)

He flops onto the couch, head in your lap. “You’re so soft. Like a… a cloud. A shy, blushing cloud.” You cover your face. Why me.

“Tony, you’re heavy—” “And you’re beautiful,” he interrupts, poking your nose. “Boop.”

He tries to whisper but it’s loud. “Hey. Hey. Wanna know a secret? I like you. Like, like like.” You groan. “We’re dating.”

“Exactly,” he says, as if this is groundbreaking. “Best decision ever. High five.” (He misses your hand entirely.)

You try to get up. He whines, clinging to your arm. “Nooo, don’t leave. What if I wither without you?” (Drama queen.)

“You need water,” you mutter. He grins. “I need you.” Pause. “…But water’s cool too, I guess.”

SHY READER & JEALOUS TONY STARK

You’re laughing at something Steve said—just Steve, harmless, platonic Steve—but Tony’s grip on his drink tightens. Uh-oh.

“Wow, Rogers. You really needed her to explain the WiFi password?” Tony’s grin is sharp. “Or were you just fishing for conversation?”

Steve blinks. You kick Tony under the table. He fake-gasps. “Violence? From you? I’m wounded.” (He’s smirking.)

When Bucky dares to hug you, Tony loses it. “Barnes. Hands to yourself or I’m donating that arm to science.”

“Why are you texting Steve?” Tony demands. “He asked for cookie recipes.” “…Captain America bakes now?”

You’re late. Tony paces. “Maybe she’s with Bruce—he’s all ‘calm’ and ‘listens’—ugh.” (Bruce, from the couch: “I’m right here.”)

A paparazzi photo surfaces of you smiling at Thor. Tony prints it out, circles it in red. “Explain.” “He told a joke.” “I tell jokes!”

You catch him Googling “how to be more charming than Norse gods”. (Spoiler: He already is.)

Finally, you kiss his pout away. “Relax. You’re the only Stark I want.” He smirks. “Better be.” (Mission: Secure the Girl—complete.)

[lunememes]

🌙 * ― 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒: 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ( a collection of various settings for drabbles or prompts, or both! )

001. under the mistletoe, placed sneakily above a doorframe. 002. in front of the fireplace, cuddled up under a blanket with a hot drink. 003. in a mountain lodge, snowed in from a heavy snow storm. 004. on an ice rink, careful to dodge the bustling crowd that stumble and rush past. 005. at a busy dinner table, food piled on the centre and family chaos ensuing around the house. 006. at a quiet dinner for two, an intimate meal and magical moment for a special couple. 007. standing in front of the christmas tree, decorating it with an assortment of baubles, lights and tinsel. 008. lifting up a smaller frame to put on the finishing touch on the christmas tree: the tree topper ( a star, an angel, or something else! ) 009. setting out the snacks for santa and his reindeers. don't forget the milk and cookies for christmas hardest workers! 010. in the kitchen making the deserts for the big day, and perhaps even making a mess too! 011. in the dining room building a home: a gingerbread home! decorate the home and make it one fit for a little gingerbread man. 012. at the mall, waiting in line to sit on santa's lap and spill your christmas gift wishes. will you be deemed naughty or nice? 013. sitting down with some company to wrap all the christmas gifts, preparing for the big day. 014. sitting down to exchange and open gifts, anticipating what gift you may get. is it something cool or just another pair of socks? 015. out on the streets doing christmas carolling, blessing the streets with the sweet voices of heavenly haromies. 016. in the snow rolling a big ball to build a snowman, bringing it to life with makeshift features and wrapping it up with a warm scarf. 017. in the trenches of snow forts, amidst a war of a snow fight! who will win? 018. falling into soft snow to create snow angels, flailing wildly on the ground. 019. traversing the treacherous conditions of icy pavements. will you laugh as they fall or lend them a hand and go down in solidarity? 020. jamming out to a christmas song, and inflicting the pain of holiday songs on someone else.

[littlewhispersofsolitude]

OTP Prompts: Relationship Progression

Buying/renting out their first house together.

Having their first serious argument/fight.

Having sex for the first time.

Rescuing/adopting their first pet.

Introducing each other to their parents.

Drinking from the same bottle/cup/etc.

Using pet names.

Getting undressed in front of each other.

Updating their social media relationship status'.

Changing to a joint bank account.

Discussing things that set themselves up to be hurt and trusting that the other won't take advantage of it.

Getting engaged/married.

Using each others' phones without supervision.

Making a joint purchase together.

Caring for the others' nieces/nephews/grandchildren/children, with or without them.

Laughing at something embarrassing to the other person and knowing it's not going to offend/upset them.

Having their first sleepover.

Going on their first roadtrip/vacation.

Opening up about something personal.

Saying "I love you" for the first time.

Discussions of kinks that they're embarrassed/self-conscious of.

[scealaiscoite]

⋆˚࿔ one hundred paired prompts 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

¹⁾ a pot of fresh coffee and split knuckles

²⁾ orange peels and a car battery

³⁾ sand dunes and leather boots

⁴⁾ a printer and a knife

⁵⁾ incense and handcuffs

⁶⁾ a crushed velvet sofa and a video camera

⁷⁾ stale cigarettes and cotton candy

⁸⁾ loose change and headlights

⁹⁾ grey hairs and a gold belt buckle

¹⁰⁾ burnt coffee and grass stains

¹¹⁾ cherry cola and blue jeans

¹²⁾ chipped green nail polish and an empty dinner table

¹³⁾ a stack of paperwork and metal music

¹⁴⁾ a patchwork quilt and sweet tea

¹⁵⁾ a hockey sweater and a two-seater sofa

¹⁶⁾ perfume oil and rolled up shirtsleeves

¹⁷⁾ fallen leaves and guilt

¹⁸⁾ radio channels and a birthday card

¹⁹⁾ ravens and meadowsweet

²⁰⁾ apologies and bitter red wine

²¹⁾ library books and pouring rain

²²⁾ a breathalyser and popcorn

²³⁾ princess plasters and iodine

²⁴⁾ a tote bag with one broken strap and a winding staircase

²⁵⁾ a parasol and a tumbler of straight whiskey

²⁶⁾ fresh honey and a cult

²⁷⁾ wisdom teeth and blue eyes

²⁸⁾ sour cherries and a stolen hoodie

²⁹⁾ the flu and a heatwave

³⁰⁾ a boonie hat and a sunset

³¹⁾ vanilla perfume and a kitchen counter

³²⁾ a buffalo skull and a leather armchair

³³⁾ a throw pillow and a doorway

³⁴⁾ pink fluffy handcuffs and an unexpected guest

³⁶⁾ a package and a divorce

³⁷⁾ a stripper pole and a hangover

³⁸⁾ familiar cologne and a black eye

³⁹⁾ a lit candle and a snowstorm

⁴⁰⁾ an unsealed letter and a fallen pine tree

⁴¹⁾ headlights and footprints

⁴²⁾ a blocked number and traffic lights

⁴³⁾ a racesuit and a countdown

⁴⁴⁾ a butcher’s apron and a phonecall

⁴⁵⁾ battered comic books and a broken window

⁴⁶⁾ cold floorboards and a roommate

⁴⁷⁾ smooth vermouth and gold rings

⁴⁸⁾ a lip piercing and a rough hand

⁴⁹⁾ someone’s spare room and an eclipse

⁵⁰⁾ a game of mahjong and bad jazz music

⁵¹⁾ a jigsaw puzzle and a mortuary

⁵²⁾ a broke-up sidewalk and a knitted scarf

⁵³⁾ a poundshop wig and broken glass

⁵⁴⁾ a bunk bed and a crush

⁵⁵⁾ a red ink tattoo and a dinner gone cold

⁵⁶⁾ a warm palm and a flannel shirt

⁵⁷⁾ fresh basil and a half-empty bottle of arrack

⁵⁸⁾ a nightclub bathroom and smeared eyeliner

⁵⁹⁾ a busted lip and strawberry icecream

⁶⁰⁾ a floral-patterned dress and a looming balcony

⁶¹⁾ peach pits and a pressed shirt collar

⁶²⁾ a white mercedes and cheap perfume

⁶³⁾ a fwb and a housekey

⁶⁴⁾ a blue sarong and a fingertip tracing over a scar

⁶⁵⁾ a sauna room and a terse exchange

⁶⁶⁾ fried plantains and a briefcase

⁶⁷⁾ dried lavender and a tiled bathtub

⁶⁸⁾ a hotel room and a bouquet of lilies

⁶⁹⁾ sweet mango lassi and a suitcase

⁷⁰⁾ orange streetlights and a nightmare

⁷¹⁾ a crucifix and a thigh tattoo

⁷²⁾ a palm tattoo and the thrum of a heartbeat

⁷³⁾ a champagne room and a police siren

⁷⁴⁾ blue nitrile gloves and a hickey

⁷⁵⁾ a double-wide trailer and shotgun shells

⁷⁶⁾ stitches and pyjama shorts

⁷⁷⁾ karaoke and a snowdrift

⁷⁸⁾ an older man and a twin bed

⁷⁹⁾ chinese takeout and a graveyard

⁸⁰⁾ wet clothes and ambulance sirens

⁸¹⁾ carbolic soap and a creaking staircase

⁸²⁾ an undercover assignment and wrung hands

⁸³⁾ the back seat of a limousine and bustling night streets

⁸⁴⁾ a steamed-up bathroom and cold floorboards

⁸⁵⁾ a grand prix and a breakup

⁸⁶⁾ a third place trophy and a picture frame

⁸⁷⁾ the last slice of birthday cake and crossed legs

⁸⁸⁾ squashed raspberries and heated cheeks

⁸⁹⁾ pink lipgloss and brass knuckles

⁹⁰⁾ a ghost mask and a late visit

⁹¹⁾ loose bullets and slashed tires

⁹²⁾ a tactical belt and patterned bedsheets

⁹³⁾ a goaltender’s stick and a lonely walk home

⁹⁴⁾ a dog bed and a migraine

⁹⁵⁾ lit billboards and a floor-length gown

⁹⁶⁾ a divebar negroni and a game of pool

⁹⁷⁾ olive trees at harvest time and divorce papers

⁹⁸⁾ a caviar bump and vanilla coke

⁹⁹⁾ a whale tail and pantsuit

¹⁰⁰⁾ legs thrown into a lap and calloused hands

[the-bar-sinister]

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy- the sequel - Select from the following and send a pairing

I : Holding hands under the table, or otherwise hidden from view II : Brushing their hair III : Offering them their jacket in the cold/rain IV : Comforting them after a shock V : Listening to their heartbeat VI : Wiping away their tears VII : Kissing their hand VIII : Stargazing/Cloud watching together IX : Listening to the same piece of music X : Coaxing them to eat or drink something  XI : Trading affectionate insults XII : Tucking their hair behind their ear XIII : Holding on to each other in a crowd XIV : Helping them dress or undress XV : Watching them sleep XVI : Singing them a lullaby XVII : Comforting them after a nightmare XVIII : Stroking their cheek XIX : Pressing their foreheads together XX : Falling asleep in their lap XXI : Preparing a meal together XXII : Sharing the same cigarette or drink XXIII : Tucking them in to bed

[ohisms]

↪ ✧ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐋 ( based on the oracle deck created by fez inkwright. each card represents an archetypal 'character' who resides in the citadel. send these as prompts for inspiring starters , or use them for drabbles ! feel free to combine prompts where desired . SEND A " ✧ " FOR RECIEVER TO RANDOMIZE A CARD ! )

𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 , - the aspirant : ambition, diligence, setbacks. - the assassin : ruthlessness, conviction. - the catalyst : radical changes, taking control. - the diviner : divine timing, evaluation. - the fate : accepting help, guidance. - the founder : foundations, community. - the heir : unseen potential, hesitation. - the hound : loyalty, chains, promises. - the king : control, reversal of fortune. - the poet : relationships, vulnerability. - the queen : determination, sacrifice. - the sleeper : cause and effect, clarity. - the spymaster : knowledge, distrust. - the waker : awareness, reflection. - the wise one : tradition, order.

𝐈𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 , - the acolyte : new projects, learning. - the alchemist : balance, invention, destruction. - the archer : biding your time, planning ahead. - the astronomer : discovery, augury. - the captain : taking command, teamwork. - the cartographer : a crossroads, exploration. - the champion : achievement, downfall. - the enchanter : deception, trickery. - the guide : inheritance, correction. - the orator : communication, confidence. - the patron : mentorship, finances. - the priest : perseverance, faith. - the scholar : investigation, research. - the sentinel : determination, certainty. - the warrior : perfectionism, burnout.

𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐃 , - the botanist : parenthood, legacy. - the forgotten : missed opportunities, fear of failure. - the gambler : loss, risks. - the hunter : surefootedness , predestination. - the merchant : self-worth, trade. - the miser : stubbornness, inflexibility. - the muse : generosity, naivety. - the pathless : difficult decisions, lack of direction. - the pilgrim : opportunities, growth. - the sailor : new influences, wanderlust. - the shepherd : celebration, family. - the smith : overthinking, taking action. - the thief : seizing the moment, selfishness. - the vengeance : overcoming sleights, a choice. - the walker : the unknown, the journey.

𝐈𝐕. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐄 , - the adventurer : responsibility, expectations. - the brawler : lack of empathy, confrontation. - the chiromancer : delivering news, collaboration. - the dancer : self-expression, strength. - the herald : small regrets, longing. - the mascareri : hiding your true self, projection. - the musician : inspiration, gratitude. - the painter : productivity, creation. - the puppeteer : explanations, apologies. - the runaway : secrets, running away from problems. - the storyteller : viewpoints, control. - the tailor : attention to detail, pride. - the twins : self-protection, dual natures. - the weaver : rediscovery, transition. - the witch : experimentation, rebellion.

[cartwrong]

I did #13 here :) from this prompt game

this now has a sequel here

19. “Tell me where you are, I’ll come get you.”

Lamb almost didn’t pick up. 

When he saw River’s name on his mobile, he pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and index finger, exhaling loudly. Jackson Lamb had done a lot of horrible things in his life and he would answer for those one day, but until then, he was cursed with River Cartwright. It was almost half past four on Saturday morning, and there was no good reason for River to call him. 

“You better be dead, Cartwright.”

“Lamb?”

The voice was laced with pain and something Lamb couldn’t place, something he had never heard from River before, something close to terror. 

“Lamb. It hurts.”

Lamb pushed himself from the couch with a groan, his body making more noise than the old radiator clanging in the corner of his office. He stumbled to his desk, putting River on speakerphone as he dialled Ho’s number from his office phone. 

“River? Where are you? Tell me where you are, I’ll come get you.”

“I don’t know,” River slurred. “I can’t see anything.”

“Yeah?” Ho answered the office phone pressed between Lamb’s ear and shoulder.

“Track Cartwright’s service phone. Now,” Lamb barked. 

“What? Why? What hornet nest has Cartwright kicked now?” Ho asked. 

“Because I fucking told you to,” Lamb yelled. “River, are you alone?” 

“I think–I think so,” River said, his breath echoing from the phone in stuttered gasps. 

Lamb rifled through his drawer for his gun, loading it methodically, bullet by bullet. “River, I need you to try and remember what happened. I’m going to come and get you, but I need to know what I’m walking into. Is whoever did this to you still there?”

“I–I don’t–I don’t know,” River stuttered. “I think so.”

“How many men?”

“Three? Yeah, it was three,” River said, then was cut off by a groan. “Fuck.”

“Ho, you need to hurry the fuck up if you don’t want me to break this phone off in your fucking arsehole.”

“Yeah, I got it,” Ho said with an air of annoyance only he could muster. “Texting it to you now.”

Lamb dropped the office phone and was already half way down the stairs before Roddy’s text came through. 

“River? Stay quiet but don’t hang up. I’m on my fucking way.”

The Slough House door clanged shut behind him as Jackson Lamb rushed to his car to find his lost joe. He didn’t know how badly hurt River was, but he did know he was going to kill every last person responsible for it.

[oraeliaa]

Ghoulcy prompt: Lucy and the Ghoul arguing about the most low-stakes issue at the most high-stakes moment

Oh my god I love this so much, yes, 100% on the list!

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Drabble List #10

75 prompts to write drabbles or longer stories.

"Thank you, I really hate it."

"Can't figure out the right answer."

"Sit down and shut up."

"I'm definitely open to that."

"Why don't you answer your phone?"

"It's not a witchhunt."

"Is it suddenly getting colder?"

"That child is staring at you."

"Let's talk about some options."

"And then you just lost it?"

"Have you heard about this story?"

"It's going to be a great day today."

"Don't say another word."

"This is absolutely not my fault."

"What would happen if I'd kiss you right now?"

"It's always a risk, but think about the reward."

"There is a fine line between stupid and genius."

"I never really left."

"Answer me. Quickly."

"You hold no power here."

"We learn from our mistakes."

"Have you seen that the sun is coming out?"

"This sounds like an interogation."

"Should I call my lawyer?"

"I have always admired you."

"Who's at your house right now?"

"Call the number. Now."

"When are you getting paid?"

"It miraculously stopped working."

"I have absolutely no answers to your questions."

"You took us on a wild ride there."

"What did she look like?"

"That's a scam, ma'am."

"Let's see each other again in ten years."

"I will be waiting for you."

"Please, don't pick me."

"Not my friends, not my problem."

"It's not paranoia if they are really out to get you."

"You are such a hypocrite."

"Nobody asked me, but I will answer."

"How did you get your degree?"

"I'm not going to discuss this with you."

"Great, who cares?"

"You just can't handle the truth."

"I'm curious about your motive."

"Respect is not given freely."

"Your pride will be your downfall."

"Just let it go, okay?"

"Why do you insist on it?"

"Seeing you like this, I fell even more in love with you."

"I don't want to hear another word coming out of your mouth!"

"I just know that everything will go well."

"This is very important for me."

"Wow, the weather is really... doing its thing."

"Don't even try to talk to me."

"I can and I will sue."

"Maybe this was a mistake."

"Do I make you nervous?"

"You never had the best ideas."

"Don't wait for me."

"Who would you call?"

"That's too wild for me."

"You can't even say it with a straight face."

"I told you not to touch that."

"Do I really have to answer that?"

"Takes one to know one.

"Let me make this right."

"When did you become an expert in this?"

"Nothing is as serious as it seems."

"How could this accidently happen?"

"It's not my birthday."

"Sounds like wishful thinking."

"Welcome to my personal hell."

"Do you even know who I am?"

"The devil knows I tried."

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[broadwaybaggins]

For the May prompts:

Kingdon, juice box.

AU, I think, from the other stuff I've written for these two. On his first day, his very first fucking day, back at work from rehab and six weeks of outpatient therapy and multiple-times-a-day meetings after that, there's another MCI. Thankfully, not a shooting this time. Frank didn't know whether he'd be able to handle that. It's an industrial accident at a chemical plant, bringing in chemical burns (some severe, he treats more than a couple that he knows aren't going to make it once they get sent up to the burn unit), blunt force trauma, ruptured eardrums and broken bones in a never-ending barrage. They must treat 40 people in the first hour alone and Frank already knows Santos will never stop crowing about the guy with the piece of rebar in his chest. It's past time to clock out when things finally settle, as the accident happened right at the start of the plant's second shift, and he bypasses his locker completely to go sit outside and breathe the fresh air, or he would, if it wasn't currently pissing down rain like he's in the middle of a damn monsoon. The south stairs would have to do. He tries to sit, then finds he can't fucking sit still, his body still humming with adrenaline. Abby, if she could see him, would be driven crazy by now--she hates when she's restless, his wife. Ex-wife, Frank reminds himself. Soon to be ex. Divorce is hard to get used to. That thought makes his body almost scream with the urge to move. He jumps to his feet and starts to pace, and upon his fourth circle of the stairwell landing, that's when he almost runs right into Mel. Most of her hair has fallen loose from its braid. Frank has to physically hold himself back from acting on the ridiculous impulse to brush it back, tuck it behind the shell of her ear. Blame it on the adrenaline, he tells himself. "Hey." "Hey."

Like him, she's ditched her trauma gown and has her hoodie zipped up against the chill of the stairwell. She gives him a little half-smile and he bounces on the balls of his feet. "Everything okay? We get any stragglers?" "No, things are calming down. More of the minor injuries are being rerouted to smaller centers to take some of the burden off of us. I came to check on you, actually. See if you needed a pick-me-up after all of the excitement." He gives her a wry, sarcastic smile. "Unfortunately I think you'll find I'm very limited these days in what pick me ups are, uh, sanctioned." She holds out two juice boxes, one bright green, one red. "Vending machine didn't have a whole lot of options and I wanted to save our stock for people who needed them after the incident or if they donated blood. I can offer you apple or fruit punch." "Fruit punch for me," Frank said quickly. "The more sugary sweet, the better." "Excellent selection. I might've had to fight you for the apple juice. Here, sit." She hands him the juicebox and they both lower themselves onto the cold concrete step, punch in their straws, and stare at the boxes for a second. Finally Frank holds up his. "To another MCI, come and gone," he says softly. "We've got to keep meeting like this," "Pardon?" He grins. "I mean next time, let's try not to have a mass-casualty happen on our shift." "But if it does, we can definitely handle it." "I'll fucking drink to that." They clink their waxy cardboard juiceboxes together, share a tired smile, and drink. And the next day at work, when he's finally able to slip away for lunch, he spies Mel waiting in the cafeteria, sipping from a water bottle, with an unopened fruit punch juicebox sitting at the spot in front of her. Waiting for him.

[littlewhispersofsolitude]

OTP Prompts: Protectiveness

Scenarios

Stepping in front of the other to shield them from something/someone.

Telling anyone who comes near them while other is hurt to leave/take a few steps back.

Rubbing their back to make sure they know they're not alone.

Covering their mouth to muffle any cries/screams they make because they're trying to hide from something/someone.

Hugging them to shield their face from the sight.

Jumping in the way at the last minute / taking the blow for the other.

Pretending everything is fine so the other doesn't have to know what's going on.

Holding an arm out to prevent them from getting any closer to the danger.

Restraining someone for just long enough that the other can escape.

Taking the first bite out of a meal to make sure it's good enough to eat.

Dialogue

"You know you saved my life, right?"

"Hey, they're just our friends. Nobody is out to hurt either of us, I promise."

"Don't come any closer."

"While I appreciate that you did that for me, I don't appreciate the fact that you nearly died because of it."

"Can't have you injuring yourself, now can we?"

"Are you hurt?"

"You jumped in front of a bullet!" - "And I'd do it again."

"I don't need you to constantly be there to protect me, you know."

"Thank god you're okay!"

"Please never do that again."

[scealaiscoite]

⋆˚࿔ prompt sets of three 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

write a piece featuring - in any capacity you can think of - all three things depicted in the given prompt!

¹⁾ a polka-dot bikini, a throw blanket and a pint glass

²⁾ a sliotar, a flat tire and a thunderstorm

³⁾ a teakettle, a fresh bruise and rosewater

⁴⁾ a chipped enamel bathtub, a blue sweater and basil leaves

⁵⁾ howling gale winds, an inflatable paddling pool and an oil lamp

⁶⁾ a fresh buzzcut, pink bubblegum and rolling tobacco

⁷⁾ gas station bandaids, a cellophane-wrapped bouquet and muddy footprints

⁸⁾ a lipstick print, skinned knees and stained-glass windows

⁹⁾ a busted streetlight, green olives and a teak countertop

¹⁰⁾ gun oil, red lace and an old armchair

¹¹⁾ a fresh tattoo, a sacristy, and guilt

¹²⁾ a corner booth, sweet patchouli and a wallet

¹³⁾ donuts, orange juice and a jail cell

¹⁴⁾ a cold red bull, shaking hands and broken traffic lights

¹⁵⁾ new graves, a busted headlight and silver rings

¹⁶⁾ handcuffs, brightly coloured building blocks and fir trees

¹⁷⁾ a shortwave radio, takeout containers and a bare lightbulb

¹⁸⁾ broken windows, waist-high grasses and lit matches

¹⁹⁾ orange segments, divorce papers and a front porch

²⁰⁾ horror movies, steaming showers and cold bedsheets

²¹⁾ brazilian lemonade, a split lip and daisy chains

²²⁾ a red convertible, a priest’s collar and dogtags

²³⁾ a corner office, parking tickets and greyhound races

²⁴⁾ bitten lips, army fatigues, and coca-cola

²⁵⁾ old wives’ tales, creaky stairs and cherry lipgloss

²⁶⁾ smooth whiskey, greying hair and warm hands

²⁷⁾ hospital food, full moons and a reconciliation

²⁸⁾ exes, candy wrappers and a twin bed

²⁹⁾ a rural motel, a pocket knife and iodine

��⁰⁾ a dirty martini, a dressing gown and blood under fingernails

³¹⁾ slept-in braids, a lamplit office and an explosion

³²⁾ blueberry pancakes, a restraining order and the taste of rum off someone’s lips

³³⁾ farmers’ market peaches, burnt coffee and houseplants

³⁴⁾ a late text, faded jeans and lightning strikes

³⁶⁾ desert air, zinnias and chocolates

³⁷⁾ an old truck, freshly turned earth and a tv dinner

³⁸⁾ wedding rings, wildfire and wrought iron gates

³⁹⁾ a hostage situation, evergreen trees and a pierced tongue

⁴⁰⁾ unripe strawberries, bitter wine and a kitchen table

⁴¹⁾ a head laid down in a lap, green tea and a break news announcement

⁴²⁾ a fire alarm, a flower-patterened apron and an ajar kitchen window

⁴³⁾ a jar of jam, two shots of vodka and a stack of car manuals

⁴⁴⁾ techno music at 4am, knitted jumpers and a broken watch

⁴⁵⁾ a green silk scarf, a pan of burnt food and the trunk of a car

⁴⁶⁾ bound hands, a crescent moon and laughter

⁴⁷⁾ a winter coat, a heatwave and fresh mangos

⁴⁸⁾ a thrift store sofa, a highrise apartment building and creaking floorboards

⁴⁹⁾ missing teeth, a house half covered in ivy and cheap beer

⁵⁰⁾ undeveloped camera film, stomach kisses and cigarette smoke

[cartwrong]

”You’re mine.” For the prompt game!

thank you my anonymous friend <3 this one turned a bit more fluffy (after I put River in the ICU):

from this drabble ask game

“Louisa?”

His voice was barely above a whisper. She hadn’t even realised he had woken yet; almost didn’t hear him over the beeping machines and the thundering of her heartbeat. The surgeon said he’d likely still be under the effects of the anaesthesia for a couple more hours. They told her she could go get a coffee, go for a walk, stretch her legs. But Louisa knew better. She knew one thing River Cartwright was going to do was the opposite of what someone expected him to do. 

Stubborn, brave, idiot. 

“Hey, I’m here. You’re okay,” she whispered, though she wasn’t sure why. It just seemed like something you did in the ICU. 

“I missed you,” he slurred, reaching clumsily for her. She intercepted his hand before he could pull out his IV or something similarly River-like. 

“I missed you, too,” she laughed lightly, relief bubbling out of her. She wasn’t sure she would see him again and then when they found him – fuck she couldn’t even think about it if she didn’t want to collapse into a puddle. 

“You know,” River coughed, and Louisa held up a spoon and tilted some ice chips into his mouth. He sighed and licked his lips, his tongue taking a bit longer to retract into his mouth than it would normally. “You know how at the zoo they have, like, cheetahs that are nervous, so they have to give them emotional support dogs? Like they give them these puppies with the cheetah puppies, and they grow up together? But the cheetah needs the puppy?”

God, he was high. 

“Yes, I think so,” Louisa said, vaguely recalling seeing something online about it. 

“Well,” he coughed again, and Louisa spooned more ice chips into his mouth. River answered with a sigh, and she felt her lips turn up into a smile. “You’re mine.”

“What? I’m your emotional support dog?”

“Yup,” River answered, popping the end of the word. “I’m the nervous cheetah.”

“Yeah, I got that,” Louisa laughed, pushing a strand of sweaty hair away from River’s forehead.

“Good,” he sighed, nuzzling into her hand and closing his eyes. “Good.”

“River?”

He let out a contented sigh, murmuring, “hmmmm?”

“You're mine, too.” 

“Good,” he mumbled again, already back asleep.

[kittenshift-17]

"Thank you, I really hate it" for Zutara?

"Your crown, Fire Lord Zuko," Katara announced with a flourish as she stepped back after carefully fastening the fire crown into Zuko's hair, letting him see the final effect in the mirror.

"Thank you," Zuko said dryly after examining the headpiece. "I hate it."

Katara giggled, shaking her head and swatting at his arm.

"You only have to wear it for the length of the meeting with the senators," she reminded him. "And I promise I'll help you take it off later."

Zuko met her gaze in the mirror, heat in his gold eyes.

"Just the crown?" he teased, smirking.

Katara pressed her lips together, trying to stifle her smile and failing miserably.

"I could also be persuaded to help you out of your royal robes," she offered imperiously, and she squealed when Zuko lunged for her, intent on helping her out of her own royal robe before they could bother about the senator meeting.

"Zuko!" Katara gasped when he caught her with ease, reeling her in until he had her caged in his arms and could kiss her soundly.

"Katara," he teased in the same voice before claiming her lips for a searing kiss.

"We're going to be late," Katara managed to get out between breathless kisses.

"Mmm," Zuko hummed in agreement, his tongue sweeping into her mouth and claiming it all over again. "I'm the Fire Lord. A Fire Lord is never late. Everyone else is simply early."

"So arrogant," Katara chided before he kissed her breathless all over again, his hands sliding up the backs of her thighs and taking her royal dress with them.

They were definitely late to the meeting. Again.