#hurt dialouge prompts

[prompt-heaven]

some reactions to a love confession

"..."

"...what?"

"What? Are you serious? Right now of all places, you really think it's the time to just blurt something like that out? You fucking-, urghh...."

"Wait, what?"

"...oh."

"Cut the bullshit, what do you really want? Because you should damn well know by now that kind of talk doesn't work on me."

"Excuse me?" *fucking clutching my pearls*

"Oh, no..."

"No, please don't. Please don't do this."

"Please stop saying that."

"Just don't."

slap them.

"I hate you."

"I hate you." (affectionately)

"No you don't. I know you may think you do, but you don't, not really."

"Okay."

"...okay..."

"Oh, okay.... uh.... look, I care about you too, so much, but just not like that. I'm really sorry."

"Alright. Tell me again when you finally mean it."

"Tell me again when we make it out of here alive."

"Ah, sure you do."

"I thought I was always just a friend in your eyes..."

"Since when?"

"I had no idea... why did you never tell me before?"

"I'm sorry, I can't... I want to, but I can't..."

just kiss them instead of finding the words.

kiss them as soon as they confess and thereby shut up whatever else they wanted to say.

"Took you long enough."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"I love you more."

"Ditto."

"I know."

start tearing up.

start full on crying.

start crying happy tears.

start crying angry/confused/frustrated tears.

"Shut up."

"Shut up." (affectionately)

"Seriously?" (hello early seasons of grey's anatomy with all of the seriously's ♡)

"Say it again."

"Oh my god, it all makes so much sense now!"

start giggling uncontrollably.

start laughing uncontrollably.

goes nonverbal.

[pookie-and-cereal]

Random Dialogue +Prompts

Thank you so much for over 200 followers 😭🫶🏽

"Let’s just clarify, I don’t like you," "you’re holding my hand," "T-That’s— different!"

"I hate myself," "I love you though…" "I hate myself a little less,"

"Stop smirking! We’re in the middle of an argument!"

"Could you stop playing the same song over and over again?!"

"You’re an asshole," "But you love me,"

"Are you crying—?" "NO," "Ok. Alright, you’re not crying. But let me at least hug you,"

"I don’t wanna sound possessive, but— remember, you’re not with that asshole anymore. You belong to me. Understand?"

"So this was all a set up? You weren’t really in a relationship?! AM I REALLY THAT BLIND???"

(They’re drunk) "I love you," "As in a friend right-?" "Bitch, what the fuck. We’re dating!"

"I don’t wanna talk about it," "Ok. If you’re not comfortable sharing. That’s okay, if you don’t want me to be clingy right now, that’s okay too,"

"Fuck this shit! This! This belongs to me! And only me!"

"I can’t believe you were with that person, for three years,"

"I love you," "You don’t need to say that every time we see each other," "I know. But, I’m scared that one day if I won’t, you’ll die without hearing me say I love you!"

"Stop hugging me," "I can’t hear you~" "If you don’t stop hugging me, I’ll make sure you won’t be able to use your hands again,"

"Awe~ are you angry? It seems like you’re angry," "Yeah I’m angry! You know why? Because of your stupid smile and stupid life intervened into mine!"

"Stop moving," "Why..? Oh—"

"Let’s just stop pretending we think of each other as friends,"

"Stop whispering into my ear!" "But— that’s my only way of seducing you!" "WHAAAAT?!"

"Sly fox, dumb bunny" "Hmm. More like, dumb fox, sly bunny,"

"What?" "What, what?" "You’re looking at me weird," "I’m not!" "Uh huh,"

"Uh— hehe, this an awkward situation. Isn’t it?"

"I love you, but, I’m not just going to ignore the fact that you’re trying to seduce me,"

"Now, where were we? Ah, yes. Lay down for me darling,"

"Stop looking at me like that!"

"I don’t want to be alone, don’t leave me!"

"Were you— just—" "NO, what made you think that!?"

"Get off of me"

"Stop breathing into my ear!"

"Why are you sweating?" "I— uh," "Need some help?" "Maybe?"

[good-heckin-prompts]

Found Family Dialogue

“I know that it’s hard to believe, but you’re safe now. I promise.”

“I wish you believed in yourself as much as I believe in you. Because you are so, so much stronger than you think.”

“I’m... I’m sorry-” “No. It’s okay. You’re here now, and that’s what matters.”

“It feels so strange to have people actually worry about me.”

“I’m so glad we met each other. I... really needed this.”

“I... really forgot there was good in the world, huh?”

[canine-teethed-sheets]

“There’s nothing you could’ve done.”

heheheh angst >:)

[ beware angst below, ship: horrordust because yes ]

" There's nothing you could've done. "

Horror looked at the dust particles flying away from his partner. He clutched him in the best he could, HOPING that it was just a bad dream. That he would wake up and was still in bed with his honeybun.

A brittle hand touched his skull.

" I'm sorry, H. But it was bound to happen. "

And with a heave of a sigh, Dust disintegrated, leaving a pile of ashes in Horror's arms.

He screamed at the the world, the multiverse.

Has his sins finally consumed him?

[thejakeslayla]

╰─▸ ❝ soulmate connection ❞ - ,, jake sim

pairing bf!jake x gn!reader ୨୧ genre fluff non idol au ୨୧ warnings none ୨୧ wc 0.5k ୨୧ req; prompt 20 (falling asleep on the couch, waking up to not only a blanket around them, but their partner squeezed in behind them); dialouge 27 (“how come you always end up under my blanket?”);

you signed while entering your flat, the first week of autumn was absolutely awful. not just because of the heavy workload but also due to the relentless weather.

you had always enjoyed the rain, but only when you were snugly wrapped in a blanket with a warm cup of tea and soft music playing in the background, listening to the raindrops gently tapping against your window. the rain lost its charm when you found yourself soaked for the third time this week as you stepped inside your flat.

without wasting any time, you changed into dry clothes and took a soothing warm shower, hoping to restore your body to its normal temperature. exiting the bathroom, you couldn't ignore the uncomfortable sensation in your throat, and your head throbbed.

cursing silently, you realised you were experiencing the first symptoms of a cold. a few minutes later, you entered the living room, clutching a couple of medicine packages in one hand and a steaming cup of tea in the other. you settled down and placed everything on the coffee table.

you turned on the tv to break the silence that had filled your apartment and took the pills, all the while trying to focus on the show playing.

you didn’t even noticed when you drifted off to sleep on the sofa, your body curled up in search of warmth.

when jake arrived at the apartment, he noticed the unusual quietness, the only sound being the muffled tv. he was surprised that you didn't greet him as usual, assuming you were just focused on the show playing. however, he was surprised when he entered the living room and found you fast asleep, surrounded by medication. concern immediately welled up within him.

"oh, my angel," he whispered softly, gently brushing the hair away from your face. he planted a tender kiss on your forehead and briefly left the living room to get a blanket from your shared bedroom, changing into more comfortable clothes along the way.

upon his return, you were still in a deep asleep. jake covered you with the blanket and contemplated that taking a quick afternoon nap wouldn't hurt anyone. he carefully manoeuvred your body to create some space for himself, and as he did, you groaned in your sleep, instinctively wrapping your arms around him, your cheek resting against his chest.

ake's heart nearly melted when he saw how cuddly you were. he couldn't resist planting another kiss on your cheek, which stirred you from your slumber. you rubbed your eyes and glanced around, a bit disoriented when you found yourself unable to move due to jake's arms embracing you.

"jake? you're back already?" your voice sounded husky and deep, likely from a sore throat.

"sweetheart, you sound terrible. didn't you wear the scarf i got you?" he inquired, his hand gently stroking your hair.

"i didn't," you admitted, resting your head on his chest once more. you closed your eyes, listening to the soothing rhythm of jake's heartbeat. "i was in a hurry this morning."

your boyfriend let out a sigh in response, his fingers continuing to play with your hair.

“how come you always end up under my blanket?” you broke the silence after a few minutes. "especially when i need you the most?"

"i just know, my love," he replied, his voice still soft, just like honey; a sweet feeling wrapping around your heart. "it's what they call a soulmate connection."

requests: open; prompt list © 2023 — all rights reserved to user thejakeslayla, please do not steal, plagiarise or translate any of my work !

[kairiscorner]

Bae…. For the dialouge prompt list… 7 with gabri??? I feel like he’s really talkative,,, he just doesn’t show it as much bc his past partners never made an effort to listen to him. Much thanks

ATEEEEEEEE you fr making me wanna love gabri more UEHUEUEEUEEUUEHEUUEEUEEEE ENJOY IT BHIE

i could listen to you for a lifetime — gabriel o'hara x reader

the adoration gabriel feels for you is too great sometimes for him to keep to himself, he finds himself talking about and gushing over you to his big brother, miguel, who always tells him to shut up when the conversation's drifting to the topic of you. he also rambles a lot about you towards his own mother, and though his mom loves him dearly, he does tell him he talks quite an awful lot about you. it hurts him sometimes when it's brought to his attention that he talks too much, his previous relationships have made him feel set aside, like his feelings and thoughts didn't matter, that he talks too much.

he doesn't want to encounter that again or bother you, so when you two got together, gabriel holds himself back and tries to play it cool (and he fails, unsurprisingly). he comes off as a little distant sometimes because of it, and it worries you at times when he's not like the gabri you knew and fell in love with.

though you decided to put an end to it the last time gabri was acting weird and stopping himself from talking again. he was stuttering as he tried to end the conversation you two were having so as not to appear too clingy or desperate, he learned from his past relationships never to show too much or he'll be taken advantage of; though with you, he was just scared of making you sick of him. but you had enough of him biting his tongue around you, you had to tell him.

"gabri..." you began as you walked over to gabri at his work table, with him not even looking at you as he hummed in response. "you've been acting a little weird, did i do something wrong?" you asked him, and that made gabri look at you over his shoulder with raised eyebrows. "oh, no! nena, no, you haven't-- i-i mean, no, you didn't do anything." he said as he stopped himself from going on again. that did it, you placed both your hands on either sides of his face, and in a stern voice, you told him, "please, for the love of GOD, never shut up."

gabri's lips quivered as he tried to search for the right words to say, to ask you what you meant, when you kissed those shaking lips of his and murmured to him that you missed the talkative, sweet-talking gabriel o'hara you fell in love with. you wanted to let him know you would always listen to him, no matter what he had to say or what he wanted to express, you loved him and that also meant you loved listening to him. gabri whispered to you his thanks as he got all sheepish and hot in the face, not just because of how close you were to him, but because you gave him the relief he needed to feel... wanted, to feel loved, which he never truly felt until you came along and let him know it was okay to keep being the talkative lover boy you fell for.

tags !! @binibinileonara @ophanimgold

[chiliyue-archived]

1.2 K follower event ! Accepting

Event M.List

Hi hi , I'm very soon about to hit 1.2k followers(which tyty so much, besitos por todos <3) anyways, I'm gonna try my hand at an event :] i have a monthish left of break and I want to work on my writing abilities when it comes to one-shots

Rules;

◇ Only for Bungou Stray Dogs - I know I'm multi-fandom, but this is the only thing that motivates me at the moment - sorry :(

◇ Feel free to request the following characters;

♡ Dazai ♡ Chuuya ♡ Ranpo ♡ Atsushi ♡ Kunikida ♡ Fyodor ♡ Nikolai ♡ Sigma ♡ Tecchou ♡Jouno

◇ 2 characters max per request please - however, I may only select one !!

◇ Edit; alright you can do either an emoji or prompt dialouge or both !

◇ only 1 emoji or 1 dialouge prompt per request please

◇ you can request as much as you wish, but be mindful of others & myself

◇ right now, I'm only accepting as many as I get, but if it becomes too much, I'll close up and work on the ones I've recieved

◇ I'm really sorry if I drop this at some point, I'm gonna be mindful of my outside roles and personal health. I may cancel this altogether if it's greatly impeding

◇if I don't do your request, don't take it personally - I'm using this event as a way to motivate myself again (≧▽≦)

◇ this event will be under the tag #page from Auroras notebook

PROMPTS ✿

I came up w/ these prompts myself, sorry these r awful

💔 - angst. Just angst

🫂 - need comfort? Me too (hurt to comfort)

🖐 - something to with hands (tracing, holding, etc)

🌱- anything flower related (picking flower, bouquets, flowershop, etc)

☕️ - coffee settings or related things

🏩 - injuries (patching them up, changing bandages, etc!)

🌙 - something to do with the night sky, stars or moon

💋 - marking & kisses

🧸 - family & domestic things

💤 - sleeping things

🌧 - it's raining :o

🍷- feeling a little tipsy? (Drunk kisses, confessions, etc)

🎭 - AUS & Tropes !! (String of fate, fake dating and that kind of thing:]) - you can suggest some ideas but I will pick

🍓 - things related to fruit

🍜 - anything food (eating breakfast, takeout, dinners)

🌃 - it's the middle of the night

🌇 - good afternoon

🥞 - lazy Sunday morning

💭 - thoughts not said outloud

👀 - staring? I wasn't staring

If none of these emojis pique your interest, go ahead and send an emoji of your own and I'll try to whip something up !

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DIALOUGE PROMPTS HERE

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◇ if you want to be tagged for this event, please let me know.

Tysm for reading thus far, I'm looking forward to this :)

[angelmichelangelo]

18/30 from the dialouge prompts with raph and mikey...raph being so desperately, loudly angry and screaming when mikey's hurt but his little brother's too out of it and too near death to comfort him so he cant bring himself to stop his tirade for days to come.... do u see my vision....

sorry it took me a while to get to these! hope this suffices :D

read on ao3!

x

Raph has never felt a rage quite like it before. It burns bright in his stomach, flames reaching higher and higher, licking at his chest where the smoke curls up out through his throat, choking him out. He’s never felt so angry before, and he’s had quite a lot of chances so far in his lifetime. It’s when the warehouse comes down on top of his little brother that it sparks deep. A flash of green and orange rushing in as the support beams of the already crumbling building start to quiver and shake. Raph can’t move quick enough to get to him in time. “Leo!” He screams as he surges forwards to the fireball of debris that now traps their youngest. “Leo! Help me!” Leonardo is in the middle of batting off three Krang-ified beasts that close in on him, kicking them away with both feet and the hilt of his swords; he’s only a few feet away yet he zipzaps to Raph’s side in a sharp flash of blue, all the breath rushing out his lungs when he asks his big brother with wide eyes as realization crashes down on him, “Where’s Mike?” Raph is already ripping away the mess, hurtling it through the air without care as to where it landed. “Under,” he spits. His pulse drums hard in his ears, drowning out the string of instructions Donnie is barking out over the comms to the rest of the team. “He’s– he’s under it, Leo. Help me.” Leo goes forward, unable to shift any of the rubble as fast as Raphael can but he’s gritting his teeth as he pulls away sheets of metal and rebar, digging deep to get to their brother. There’s a loud hiss and screech that makes both turtles tense and pause. A chance glance backwards over his shoulder and there’s more Krang infected stumbling towards them with outstretched hands that flex at them menacingly. “I’ll hold ‘em off!” Leo shouts over the sound of bullets bursting somewhere a block over. “Keep digging!” Raph watches him for only a second as he bounds off again, swords singing through the air, all his usual quips and one-liner banter had died off a long time ago, leaving the battle almost quiet aside from the occasional grunts and cries. It was a sound Raph had long since become used to in the passage of time. He keeps pulling away bits of the warehouse in search of Mikey who laid beneath it. His vision swims with tears he daren’t shed, blinking them away furiously as he scans the area with his one good eye for that familiar green orange blur. He spots the flash of his neon sticker first, poking up out from a heavy looking slab on concrete. He reaches his hands in and pulls, Mikey’s limp body tucked away in his arms, unmoving and so unnaturally still. “Oh god,” Raph says, voice shaking at the weight of his fear. “Angie. Angie no .” He struggles to place his bigger fingers against his pulse point beneath his jaw, hands shaking too ferociously the first time, a frustrated whine escapes him and he feels sixteen all over again. “Damnit. C’mon,” he snaps at himself. Behind him he hears the sound of metal piercing through something wet and squishy, followed by a loud, empty thud as something hits the floor and fails to get up again. It takes a second but he feels a drumming beneath his fingertips. Slow and constant, it’s not exactly great but it’s a sign that he’ll take. He taps his other fingers against his headset and Donnie’s voice filters through with a pop and a crackle, halfway between another order to whoever was listening. “Dee!” Raph barks harshly. “Mike’s down. We need to fall back, now! ” There’s a hissing sound and then a grunt. “Alright.” His voice is clipped when he responds. “Give me a minute, I’ll get you guys an out.”

Raph bites back the urge to argue that they might not have a minute when Mikey fails to wake up in his hold – there’s no obvious outside injuries that he can take stock of on his lithe, small body but it’s often the inside ones they have to worry about more so. But he doesn’t argue the point with his brother on the other end of the line. He simply allows him to work out the nearest drop-in route with April as Raph cradles Mikey closer to his plastron as the sky rumbles from above them. Leo’s still hoarding off the incoming Krang zombies with easy precision and Mikey is finally starting to stir.

“Ugh. Ra–Raphie?” Tiny pinpricks of baby blues glance up at him, almost swallowed up entirely from his pupils blown out, his mouth slanted wonkily across his face, using whatever energy he has to screw his face up before deducting that it wasn’t worth it, on account of the wince that hisses out of him. “It’s alright, kid, Raph’s got ya.” He curls an arm around him tighter, desperate to keep him tight to him, like he’d never let him go again. “M’head hu’rs,” he slurs, all his words looping together to form an almost incomprehensible sentence. It makes Raph’s heart drum hard against the inside of his chest. “I know it does, buddy,” he coos, trying to keep his voice as level as possible. There’s more sound of gunfire, more sword pushing through soft tissue. More of Donnie’s barking and Leo’s battle cries. “Just stay with me, hm? Stay here. It’s safe, I promise.” Mikey isn’t moving much, but he does manage to nuzzle his face against his plastron, smushing his cheek there against his breastplates like he’d done a thousand times over in all the hugs he’d wormed himself into between his arms. He feels his whole body stutter, like an old car running low on fuel and Raph jiggles him just slightly to garner a reaction from him. “Mikey?” His brother’s breaths come in slow and shallow. His eyes are sliding shut again. Everything is moving far too slow except his own racing heartbeat that pounds furiously at his ribcage. “Mikey!” His little brother huffs, mouth just barely parting to whisper out his next words. “Safe… here. Safe… with you…” Leo screams something at him from across the lot. There’s the sound of metal clashing against metal; a cacophonous sound that sets his teeth on edge, but he swallows the sensation down as he tries to rouse his brother once more. “Stop. No. Wake up. Wake up! I said wake up!” There’s nothing. He swears he feels his brother’s body turn cold in his grasp. A shuddering sob bursts wetly in his chest. Donnie is telling him to hang tight, that April was just minutes away but all of time seems to come to a sharp, squealing halt like rubber against road. He can’t feel Mikey moving. He can’t get him to wake up again . “You’ll be fine,” he says to his still body. “You’ll be fine!” April was so close. She was so very close. “Hey! Wake up!” He should have stayed at home. He’s just a kid – he should have been at home, this isn’t his war to fight against. Hot tears escape him, tracking down his face on one side. “Please. Please wake up…” He can’t remember much when April does eventually show, rolling in she somehow picks Raphael up and more or less shoves him into the Turtle Tank with Leo spilling in behind them. He’s got his own wounds to bare but he goes to Mikey first, looking over him with trembling hands. Raph stares and makes himself small in the corner as April tears back through the city towards what they had of a home. Please wake up. Please wake up. Please wake up.

When Mikey finally does emerge from his slumber a full week later, Raph is gone. He’s all groggy and misty eyed and Leo fights Donnie on being the one to tell him when he clasps his hand where he lies stiff in the med bay cot and starts off, voice all wobbly and wet with,

“Hey, baby. There’s some bad news…” Mike hauls himself up for days. He wrecks his room with all the strength he can muster and blows a hole right through the wall that Donnie fixes in a day. He’s so unbelievably angry he can feel it rattle at his bones and pierce through every muscle in his body like a million shards of glass and steel. He’s never felt so angry before. He’s never felt so rageful and hurt, the pain way above cracked skulls and broken bones and bullet wounds. It settles deep in his very soul and festers like an abyss waiting to rot. He’s never felt so hurt before until he remembers that safe, warm feeling of being pressed between his big brother's arms, and even though it takes a while – it chases it away. It wards it off like a big, overprotective dog, and on the days that Mikey feels that temper rising, sparking hot in his belly and overcoming him like wildfire, he mixes it up with that safe feeling and weaponizes it into something sharp and powerful. He’ll never have that feeling in full again. That ' safe here' moment being squished between his big arms and his plastron tight against his face. He’ll never feel it fully, but he has it, tucked away deep for the days he needs it most.

[importantdestinydefendor]

So, uh...

Fellt a little silly today and thought I share some of my "Funny Dialoug Prompts with my Characters" with yall. (Will contain new ocs.)

Credits to the rightfull owners, who came up with most of these!

Azar: “I’m surrounded by idiots.” Gieve: “But at least we’re hot!” Arslan: *skeptical* “Are we?”

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Farangis: “You hurt?” *leaning forward* Azar: *sitting on the ground* “No. I normally spurt blood from my rib cage.” Farangis: “You seem to be just fine.” *walks away* Azar: “Help me up at least!”

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Azar: “Do you think-” Narsus: “All the time! I’m a good thinker, you know!” Azar: “Sometimes I think you don’t. Anyway-” *queue Narsus offended face and Daryun die laughing in the corner*

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Farah: “You’re … alive…” Azar: “Great observation, genius.” Farah: “But, you were dead!” Azar: *spitting out blood* “Well luckily you really are a failure.”

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Gieve: *to Azar* Ten years of friendship and this is the treatment I get!” Azar: “I met you yesterday!”

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Chabik: “You know, I really feel like we aren’t seeing eye to eye.” Mehrin: “It’s because you’re taller than me, asshole.”

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Aleksi: “You know, I may be an idiot…” Arslan: “...but?” Aleksi: “No ‘but’, that was it.”

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Mehrin: “... Just to be sure we’re on the same page.” Vahriz: “Page? We’re not even in the same library!”

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(this was made by me) Gieve: “You wished you’d be like me~” Azar: “No, I don’t.” Gieve: *with a cocky smile* “Why not? I’m lovely~” Azar: *deadpan*  “If I’d ever be like you, I’d be six feet underground by now.”

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Daryun: *gently taps table* Narsus: *taps back* Jaswant: “What are they doing?” Azar: “Morse code.” Daryun: *aggressively taps table* Narsus: *slams hands down* “YOU TAKE THAT BACK-!”

BONUS:

From a discord conversation with my friends (translated) Friend A: *talking to their roommate* "Close the door, that will be better. Me: *thinking he was talking to me* "But… my door is already closed." Friend B: "Close it further. " Double Bonus: Friend A: "I was not talking to you, you Idiots!"

Tell me if you want more! (and @tired-reader-writer, you wrote that you are not feeling well. Hope this brightens your day a little!)

[of-the-eclipse]

Platinum Bones Week 3/31: Winter

forgot to post this yesterday but here's the sketches i did for yesterday's prompt! the dialogue hurts me and IM the one that wrote it

transcript for dialouge in image ID and below images

First panel dialouge:

Collector: "I'm sorry, King. I know talking about your dad makes you sad."

King: "It's okay, it's just... it's just snow."

Second panel dialouge:

King: "You and my dad were close, weren't you?"

Collector: "... I don't really know anymore."

side note, this is my first time trying to use image IDs for my art, let me know if i did okay

[gamblins]

prompt - assortment of dialouge - @r-adio ~ alastor ~

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜

alastor was hurt badly after battle with the angels. he did think he had his soul back for just a moment but deep down he had a feeling that al did not killed. he had just a bit of HOPE but he was still here & he had to live with it now. taking one long look at the demon overlord, he cleaned off the wound that was placed on him from adam. having a wash cloth & a sewing needle on the side table " i just thought you needed help . this doesn't mean anything. "

[mooodyblue]

I know you always think all your sickfics are the same but I have a little austin dialouge prompt.

For some reason I can't get this thought out of my head. And I'd love to see you write it (if you want of course <3) I can't stop thinking of Austin getting super anxious and dropping because he feels sick and he wakes you up in the middle of the night poking your face and saying, "Mama, I'm gonna puke!" and he just wants his mama to help him feel better :( I know I've given you a ton of asks tonight

hope this one was okay! ty for the request &lt;;3

wc: 545

masterlist

austin shouldn't be up this early, the sun isn't shining through the blinds yet and you were still fast asleep next to him. he rubbed his eyes and tapped on his phone to look at the time, letting out a small groan at the clock saying three am. he didnt understand why he was awake, there had to be a reason why he was up. something didn't feel right though. 

he sat himself up, resting his back against the headboard as he let out a deep sigh, trying to not focus on the weird anxious feeling in his chest. a wave of nausea then came over him. he clutched at his stomach, letting out a small whimper. he took a deep breath, breathing out and trying to focus on something other than the pain in his stomach. it didn’t help that he was starting to feel fuzzy, the anxiety and nausea building up and making him feel vulnerable and scared. 

the nausea got worse, causing him to finally let the cloudy feeling in his head give in. he glanced over at you and gulped, tapping your shoulder. “momma-” 

you stirred slightly, still asleep. he shook you this time, “momma, wake up.” you jolted awake, turning to him with a confused look. austin was hovering above you, both hands squishing your cheeks. “momma, i feel like ‘m gonna throw up.” 

you widened your eyes, sitting up and jumping out of bed to hand him a trashcan. “whats goin’ on, ausie? your stomach hurt?”

austin nodded his head, gripping the can with all his might as he fought back the wave of nausea. “make it go away.” he frowned.

you got back up on the bed next to him, pushing his hair back and feeling his forehead. it was warm to the touch, you hoped it wasn’t food poisoning. you quickly removed your hand as austin hurled into the trashcan. you let out a sigh and held back his hair, rubbing his back gently. “you’re alright.” you cooed. “gotta let it out of your system.”

austin raised his head, catching his breath and resting his head against your chest. “feel bad.” he said shakily. 

“i know baby, but you’re gonna be okay.” you kissed the top of his head. “i’ll go get you some water and medicine, that okay?”

he looked at you sadly, “are you gonna come back?”

“of course. i always come back, don’t i?” you got out of bed and gave him one last kiss. “and remember, if you feel sick again, go for the trash can and not the bed.” you reminded him. he nodded tiredly as he watched you leave the room. 

you returned shortly with pills and some water, only to find austin asleep while sitting up in bed with his head resting on the wall. you chuckled and shook your head, placing everything back down on the nightstand and picking up the bin to go clean it out. austin was still fast asleep by the time you came back, setting the bin by his bedside and helping him properly lay down on the bed. you tucked a plushie by his side and kissed him goodnight before getting into bed yourself, getting under the comforter and wrapping your arms around austin.

[canine-teethed-sheets]

“This is going to hurt.” And whoever you’d like?

YAAAAYYYYYY MORE ANGST!! :D hmmm, lemme see... oH

[ ship: FreshKillerLust because i crave them ]

Fresh looked at the pile of dust.

That used to belong to a certain purple skeleton. And now he's gone. He glanced at the raging murderer.

He knew what's going on with him. Something about stages and how the last one is fatal.

Soul spasming. Dark liquid dripping profusely out of his socket.

Stage 3. He was close.

" brah, this uh... this ain't exactly a gnarly scenario. ya gotta stop what yer doin. "

Killer almost cracked his neck when he turned to Fresh, his manic smile widing.

" eheheheheheh.... one more, huh? well, this is gonna hurt a lot worst... "

He didn't even managed to blink before he felt himself being pierced.

And it's not just the host.

[getsusekaii]

@rake-rake: ❛ did you miss me? ❜ yuta for rika

"Of course I did," Rika answers unabashedly, linking her arm around the other. Her head settles on his shoulder, carting him off from the rest of the students like the overly clingy girlfriend she is, but she neither minds or cares. Yuta's soft voice is aimed at and for her, and that's all she cares about. She felt anxious without him nearby.

"How did your mission go? You're not hurting are you?"

200 Dialouge Prompts › Always Accepting

[andvys]

I guess id want to see eddie be persistant af in trying to mend things with the reader, because i love a good chase afterall and i'd want reader to reject him everytime, you know the prompts "don't touch me", "i'm not ur sweetheart". Id also like reader to tell eddie that things can never be the way they were before. Hes made a stain in the relationship that could never be forgotten. Btw when i reread it again last night eddies last line of dialouge was "i fucken adore you" wow! So fucken sad. She was in the palm of his fucking hand and now i bet a contract is the only reason shes staying in the band, otherwise im sure loveable reader can do fine going solo.

I love the chase too ugh! And I promise that’s all he will do, he will beg on his knees for her forgiveness. She’s gonna suffer from the betrayal and the pain but he will suffer too, especially when he sees just how badly he hurt her and that he lost her. She will make it clear that things will never be the same and you’re right about the contract! She doesn’t want to leave the band yet but there’s definitely gonna be a moment where she’s gonna consider it!

[ataraxystoriess]

ᕱ ౨ৎ ᕱ — FLOWERS TO PLANT!

here is a list of prompts you may choose:

if you have any additional questions, refer to my rules here

— FLUFF DIALOUGES: (15 options, you may only choose up to two)

1. “i can stay, if you want”

2. “just tell me everything’s going to be okay.” (doubles as angst)

3. “do you wanna pick flowers with me?”

4. “you look so beautiful.”

5. “close your eyes.”

6. “i’ve been wanting to kiss you for a while.”

7. “you make everything a little easier.”

8. “you’re obviously in love with them.”

9. “i think i’m so much more comfier in all your clothes.” “I HAVE NO MORE CLOTHES.”

10. “i love your hugs”

11. “ask nicely.” “go to hell.”

12. “let me kiss it better.”

13. “god, i missed you.”

14. “stop moving, i'm almost done.”

15. “you are the cutest thing ever.”

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— ANGST DIALOUGES: (same rules as fluff dialogues)

1. “you’re trembling.”

2. “i don’t owe you anything, much less an explanation.”

3. “i never stood a chance, did i?”

4. “get away from me.”

5. “please, i’m begging you.”

6. “lately, every time i see you, i feel more alone.”

7. “i still need you.”

8. “i can never do anything right, can i?”

9. “i wish i never fell in love with you.”

10. “i know, i’m sorry. i realize i made a mistake.”

11. “you don’t understand. i’ve moved on.”

12. “stop talking. STOP TALKING.”

13. “stop acting happy. i know you aren’t.”

14. “i’m trying my best, okay? doesn’t that matter?”

15. “just tell me everything’s going to be okay.” (doubles as fluff).

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— TROPES: (you may choose one, and they can be repeated.)

1. enemies to lovers. (can be academic— specify)

2. hurt/ comfort.

3. unrequited love.

4. best friends to lovers.

5. dumb and dumber.

6. fluff

7. pure comfort

8. angst. (specify if it’s a bad or good ending.)

9. reuniting after a long time.

10. first/ last love. (specify which.)

11. tbh any trope as long as it's SFW :p

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— CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR:

: genshin impact

- mostly all playable characters, except the children (qiqi, sayu, klee etc)

- including as well: baizhu and kaveh (if you have a question about a character, send an ask)

: my hero academia

- all the kids from class 1A (i AM a minor, so nothing suggestive with these), excluding mineta.

- included as well: shinso and hatsume (if you have a question about a character, send an ask.)

: haikyuu!!

- only hinata, tobio, kei, kuroo, and kenma

> i’ve only watched a bit of the series and really only got a grasp on these characters.

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