#prompt: hug

[serickswrites]

Hug

Warnings: nightmare, PTSD, hurt/aftermath, hurt/recovery, hurt/comfort, caretaker and whumpee

Caretaker was groggy. They weren't sure what had woken them. It was still dark and their alarm clock read 3:22am. Why had they woken up?

The soft moaned, "Please," next to them had them rolling over.

Whumpee's face was sweaty, their hair clinging to their forehead. They gripped the blanket tightly in their hands as they thrashed wildly. "Please," they moaned.

Caretaker's heart twinged. Another nightmare. Whumpee had terrible nightmares of everything that happened. Had them every night. Caretaker put a gentle hand on Whumpee's shoulder. "Whumpee," they murmured.

Whumpee thrashed violently. "PLEASE!"

"Whumpee, darling," Caretaker continued, "wake up. It's just a nightmare. Please wake up, Whumpee."

Whumpee's eyes shot open, their chest heaving. "A nightmare? It felt so real. I was....I was...." they began to cry, their words becoming unintelligible.

"Come here, darling, I've got you. You're safe. I've got you," Caretaker said as they hugged Whumpee close. Whumpee sobbed and sobbed and Caretaker held them tight. Would hold them tight until Whumpee drifted off to sleep again. Even then, they wouldn't let Whumpee go. Whumpee only felt safe in the circle of their arms. And so they would make sure Whumpee felt safe enough to sleep and get some rest.

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[illusionremember]

“She just didn’t fly fast enough. Or maybe she didn’t turn fast enough. It didn’t matter really, except that Lumen knew it was her fault that Raimos was on the ground now, his scattered winglights flickering and sputtering in the dark water.”

Title: There's Safety Within Your Grasp

Fandom: Sky: Children of the Light Length: One-shot, 1524 words Rating: Teen Warnings: Canon-Typical Violence, post-apocalypse landscape, pets in mild peril, krill attacks, a skykid gets krilled (NOT killed!!) Characters: Lumen & Khaya (my Skykids), Raimos (Skykid OC belonging to AlkaliDumpling!) Additional Tags: Hurt/comfort, Hugs, friendship, hand-holding, carrying, and many crabs 🦀🦀🦀 Summary: When a skykid takes a bad hit from a krill, their friends come to their aid!

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This piece was written for the Whumpril2025 Day 1 Prompt: Hug! Be sure to check out the other works posted & reblogged over at @whumpril!

Featuring my Skykid OCs Lumen and Khaya, and @alkalidumpling's Skykid OC Raimos and his pet crab Rangoon! :3 Written with full permission and creative input from Alkali! <3 Love you bestie!

I'm planning on writing for a variety of fandoms for this event through this month! I'm aiming for them to be short pieces; this seemed like a great opportunity to push myself to write a little each day and build up my body of work while I write my longer pieces. I'm also planning on some pieces for my other fandoms, including Supernatural, Ted Lasso, Final Fantasy IX. This first prompt, though, just kind of screamed out for Sky: CotL!

....also my gif at the top! :3 I've been thinking about posting some Sky gifs for a while - seemed like a good moment!

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Reactions to... getting unexpectedly hugged

"Well, this is new."

"You don't need to be afraid, I'm not leaving."

"Oh no, please don't cry. See, I'm hugging you back, please stop crying."

"This is one way to say hello."

"Hmm, it seems that I did miss this."

"Wait... are we doing this? Right now?"

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Oh, okay. This is nice, I guess."

"What am I supposed to do now? Do I hug you back?"

"Great, now I'm crying too."

"Woah. You're catching me off guard here."

"Did I miss a memo? What's going on?"

"I guess this is alright."

"That's enough, please back off."

"Okay, okay. What do you want?"

"Didn't expect that, but I'll take it."

"Whoa! Um, okay... so this is happening. Hi?"

"Oh! I can't breathe, I can't... please let go!"

"Stop hugging me like this in public. You're ruining my reputation.”

"If you wanted a hug, all you had to do was ask. No need to sneak up on me like that."

"What's happening? Am I being attacked?"

"Okay, uh, well, now I don't know what to do with my arms. This is fine, right?"

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[plethorawrites]

Jason Todd has a praise kink. End of discussion.

But the funny part is, he doesn't realize it until you actually do it. It's so strange to him, hearing you compliment him. No one had ever done that before. At least not in the same way.

Sure, he'd get a compliment here and there for not letting some rogue get away or making a good shot. But you, straddling his abs while he lays in bed, calling him exquisite...?

It's like his brain malfunctions for a second, confused and wondering if you said it by accident or as a joke. But you didn't. Your compliments kept flowing, all night. Not the basic, generic ones either. You'd never be so redundant as to reduce him to surface value remarks that everyone else could make.

You'd tell him eyes were like emeralds, say if you were to die he'd be the one to revive you, never let him forget that he looks like he was sculpted like a Greek God. His brain was fuzzy, his lips pulling into an embarrassingly large smile that he didn't even care about because it just felt so good to hear someone appreciate him.

He was sure you could tell and he'd deny it until the end of time, but there was something so pleasant about having the person he loved most in the world hold him in the same esteem as he held you.

He was you'd ever need to live, not sunlight or water or air. He felt better than air in your lungs, more thirst quenching than any cup of water, warmer than the rays the sun could provide on the hottest day of summer.

And you told him so.

His ego grew, he'd admit. He loved hearing your words, your praise. It gave him goosebumps and made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. And he'd never really be able to properly express just how much deep, unfathomable sincerity he had your words. He suppressed his desire for commitment and emotional attachment for so long, he almost convinced himself he didn't need it or want.

But he did.

He needed it so damn badly. He wanted it and craved it. Especially from you.

[human-otp-prompt-generator]

Types of Hugs for Your OTP

An awkward first hug where they're hesitant to cross the physical boundary but it feels so right, nonetheless.

Happy/excited hug, where they're both laughing and their hands are all over each other.

^ except it turns into a tickle fight.

2 or 3 except A lifts B into the air.

A is sad/crying, and B wraps them tightly in their arms, reassuring them that they're there for them.

^ except they're both sad and having each other is the only comfort they have.

A long, tight hug where neither wants to let go.

Tackle hug that almost knocks the other person off their feet.

A hug of relief where they've been apart for some time and are just glad they're with each other again.

Celebratory hug where one has received good news/succeeded at something and the other is proud of them.

A has survived a battle and B hugs them tightly, happy they're alive.

A hug in public where the world around them disappears and the only thing that matters is each other.

Surprise hug.

Protective hug.

Back hug.

Side hug.

Bear hug.

Sleepy hug where they're both tired out of their mind and just melt into each other's embrace.

A is overthinking, their mind running a mile a minute, and B hugs them to soothe them.

The taller one rests their head on the shorter one's head, breathing in the scent of their shampoo.

Slow dance hug.

A runs into B's arms.

A twirls B around.

Straddle hug.

One-armed hug.

A hug around the waist.

[is-this-even-relatable]

DP x DC PROMPT #2:

Tim Drake was a smart child, so he hires a live-in babysitter to help raise him when his parents are gone. Cue one Danny Fenton-Nightingale, who will NOT let this frankly scarily observant child grow up with negligent and unavailable guardian figures like he did, so help him Ancients.

———————

Tim Drake was left alone at a very young age. His parents left a five-year old child in a mansion, with no adult supervision.

Tim’s parents were negligent.

But Tim, he was a smart child.

Now, most people thought he had learned to cook, took himself to school, escaped from kidnappings, and generally raised himself to become the independent self-made genius he was today, teenaged CEO. And Tim let them think that, heck, he spread those rumors himself.

But that wasn’t quite right.

He had been a smart child, yes, but a child nonetheless. And he knew that most parents would hire a babysitter.

His parents hadn’t.

So he did it for them.

It was the smartest thing he ever did at that age.

And after he was hired, his dad new babysitter Danny helped cover up when Tim did things not-so-smart.

[thefallenangel2008]

Ok, so we know that Stan makes really silly and cartoonish doodles but what if he could also draw really fucking good? Like, yeah, sure, he was discouraged from making comics, but maybe he still sketched stuff he saw from time to time. Stan was definitely the type of kid to sketch the girl he's crushing on on his notebook during class.

Anyway, cut to post Gravity Falls. They're in the Stan o' War II, and ig Ford is looking for something and he goes to his and Stan's shared room. He sees scattered papers and pencils on Stan's desk and he assumes it's another Lil Stanley comic. Curious, Ford moves aside some papers to get a better look at the his brother's drawing, only to be met with a really impressive and detailed drawing of the Stanleymobile. And he just goes "holy fuck".

[awetfrog]

third wheel clara,,

[wavewavethoughtsonly]

I hope they put this scene in the sequel. Full Video

[loonybun]

living weapon who’s never been treated as anything other than an object and has never been shown a drop of sympathy or compassion suddenly falling into the hands of a carewhumper. they’re given privileges, comfort, affection.

…and it is the most uncomfortable they’ve ever felt in their entire life. this isn’t how it’s supposed to be. this isn’t what they were made for.

[kettlefire]

Not so Different. (DcxDp)

The stunned silence was louder than the rest of the gala had been. Every single pair of eyes were wide with shock, fear, and even concern. The last sound to have left the patrons was scattered gasps at the reveal.

It was meant to be simple. A new up and coming technological company had put all their savings into this. A huge gala to show of the reason the world needed their technology. Needed their help.

No one believed it. Truly, who could have? A large group of men and women dressed purely in white suits, spouting about the threats of ghosts. It was insane and impossible.

Many of the big names that attended today only came for publicity. The notoriety that came with having been there when this company crashed and burned in one night.

It's the only reason Bruce Wayne was even among the crowd. Accompanied by Oliver Queen and his own son, Dick Grayson. As much as Bruce hadn't wanted to be here, he knew his reputation was important to keep up.

That was until two agents stepped out onto a stage they had at the back of the large room. A thick curtain had kept the sight behind it completely hidden from the patrons. Until the moment was right. That was when the thick curtain had suddenly been ripped back, as a third man took a microphone and began to explain.

But his words fell on deaf ears. Especially for the three secret vigilantes in the crowd. Not a single person could tear their gaze away from the cage that now stood in full view.

It wasn't the cage that had everyone enraptured. No, it was the glowing creature curled up in the center of it. No, not a creature. It was a boy. Still baby faced and youthful. Too young to be in a cage.

A high-tech muzzle was securely wrapped tightly against the boy's mouth. His knees pulled tight to his chest, one arm wrapped around them. His other hand pressed tight against the muzzle, seeming to almost be trying to keep it in place.

The boy's toxic green eyes were wide, filled with a clear intensity of pain and terror. There were old tear stains on his cheeks, quickly being replenished with fresh tears. His messy, bright white hair fell into his face. The boy looked both like he wanted to look away, but also like he couldn't. Like he couldn't risk not seeing the threat coming.

It didn't take a genius to see the boy was in pain. Human or not, this went beyond inhumane treat. Making minds racing with thoughts of what else these people had done to the poor boy.

Bruce knew in this moment that this company had just caught the attention of Batman. Based on the look in Oliver's eyes, they also just collected the wrath of the Justice League as well. Bruce hadn't even needed to look at Dick to know he was on the same page.

It went unnoticed by any other patrons. All the focus was glued on the stage, on the lecture and caged boy. No one noticed when Bruce Wayne slipped his phone of his pocket. When he hit a singular speed dial as he turned away from the show. He brought his phone to his ear as he silently signaled his trusted allies to keep an eye on it.

[whumpster-dumpster]

The strong character shielding the weak one with their body until they pass out halfway through the ordeal and it turns into the weak one just desperately cradling their limp form until it's over

[draw-the-squad-like-this]

Draw your ot3 like this <3

[ky-landfill]

can we get tall Jason hugging small Cass?

[gunstellations]

cute little requests!!

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑫𝑰𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑯𝑼𝑮 𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑶𝑵𝑬.

[ side hug ] a casual and friendly hug where one person puts their arm around the other's shoulder / waist [ back hug ] a hug where one person comes up to another and wraps their arms around them [ bear hug ] a tight, warm, and engulfing hug [ waist hug ] a hug where both partners put their arms around each other's waist and hold onto them [ welcome hug ] a hug given to someone as a form of greeting [ goodbye hug ] a hug given to someone before they leave [ reunion hug ] a hug where one leaps into their partner's arms after time apart [ quick hug ] a quick hug that's usually accompanied by a quick pat on the back [ unreciprocated hug ] a hug where one partner remains motionless while the other hugs them [ eye-to-eye hug ] a hug during which two people gaze into each other's eyes [ patting hug ] a hug where one / both partner(s) give a pat on the back [ cuddle hug ] a tight hug where both tightly hold onto each other and one snuggles into the other person's chest [ pickpocket hug ] a hug where they have their arms behind their partner's back and their hands in their pockets [ straddle hug ] a hug where one straddles their partner's waist who is holding them up and they both keep eye contact [ heart-to-heart hug ] a hug where the left arm is over the partner's right shoulder and the right arm around the partner's left side [ london bridge hug ] a hug where the upper bodies are close to each other but the lower bodies are kept apart [ head-on-shoulder hug ] a hug where one partner holds onto their partner's arm and rests their head on their shoulder [ twirl hug ] a hug where one twirls the other around while tightly holding onto them [ flirty hug ] a hug where one has their arms around their partner's neck and their head on their chest [ lingering hug ] a long-lasting hug between close friends or romantic partners [ comforting hug ] a hug given to someone to comfort them [ touch starved hug ] a careful hug given to someone after noticing some signs of touch starvation [ running hug ] a hug where both partners run into each other's arms [ surprise hug ] a hug where one catches the other off guard with an unexpected hug [ apology hug ] a sincere and heartfelt hug given to convey apologies [ group hug ] a hug that involves multiple people [ slow dance ] a type of hug where both partners are incredibly close to one another and sway to some music [ shoulder-to-shoulder hug ] a hug where two people stand side-by-side with their arms around each other's shoulders [ family hug ] a hug given between two family members [ no-words-needed hug ] a hug given when no more words are needed and they just want to be close to one another