Threat/Help/ Wounded/Angst Prompts
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"Get behind me"
"Come at me!"
"I dare you!"
"Donāt you dare lay a finger on [pronoun]!"
"I will find you, and when I do. Ha, it wonāt end well"
"Shh! Theyāll hear us!"
"You didnāt have to do that"
"Fuck āwas that for?!"
"What are you doing?!"
"IāI have a/this [weapon] in my hand! And Iām not afraid to use it!"
"Stop hurting [pronoun]!"
"GET OFF!"
"Help meā please!"
"I donāt want to get hurt, againā¦"
"Stop! PLEASE! Donāt hurt me!"
"I will stab you to death"
"You want MERCY?! Ha⦠Then get on your knees and beg!"
"Itās me, and [pronoun] dies. Or itās [pronoun] and I die"
"Pick the wrong one and face the consequence!"
"I beg of you, please, donāt hurt [name]"
"Iāll pay you anything! Just name your price!"
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here"
"Get out of the way!"
"Stop! If you do that then youāll be gone forever!"
"Iāll serve youā just as long as [name] is free"
"You shouldāve died in [nameās] place!"
Prompts
Person A shielding Person B
Person A covers Person B as they annihilate a threat
Person B knowing they donāt have anymore time left, and kisses Person Aās forehead telling them not to forget them
Person A being held in Prison because they took the fault of Person Bās crime
Person B finally got rid of an abusive relationship (wether itās a family member or their s/o), and Person A does their best to help them recover
Person A treating Person Bās wounds
Person A helping Person B back on their feet after a battle (old history lore)
Person B is usually really good at hiding [pronoun] wounds, till they wear an extra large shirt and a wound is exposed to Person A
Person A holding Person B in [pronoun] arms after hearing them say their last words
Person A carrying Person B to safety
Person A cooking for Person B because their sick, and are still recovering from their wounds
Person B crying and screaming in Pain, while Person A trying to calm them down and get them first aid
The legacies people leave behind in you.
My handwriting is the same style as the teacherās who I had when I was nine. Iām now twenty one and heās been dead eight years but my iās still curve the same way as his.
I watched the last season of a TV show recently but I started it with my friend in high school. We havenāt spoken in four years.
I make lentil soup through the recipe my gran gave me.
I curl my hair the way my best friend showed me.
I learned to love books because my father loved them first.
How terrifying, how excruciatingly painful to acknowledge this. That I am a jigsaw puzzle of everyone I have briefly known and loved. I carry them on with me even if I donāt know it. How beautiful.
the duality of a sleepy girl..
on the one hand i want so desperately to cuddle her.. want to hold her in my arms and want to be held.. want to hear the slow in and out of her breathing.. i want to be so safe and content just laying there in the peace of the morning.. i want sleepy kisses and little smiles and giggles and the feel of her soft skin against mine...
and on the other hand i can't help but picture waking up to her voice soft but commanding "open" and sleepily opening my mouth.. to find her fingers stuffed in.. and i'd be so sleepy i'd take a few seconds of gentle sucking to register what that taste is.. then i'm sucking and licking so eagerly and whining when she pulls them out to give me more to taste..
I think what breaks me the most about the scene where Luz opens up is that the whole thing is Luz trying not to be a burden. The whole thing is Luz saying āit was a long time ago,ā or ānot an issue anymoreā or āI was dumb.ā
Itās the way she speaks slightly faster, tone slightly higher, voice strained. The way she makes herself smaller and even physically tries to take up less space. She doesnāt know what to do with her hands.
Itās the way sheās completely ready to be dismissed, completely ready to say its not a big deal before someone beats her to it. The way she basically says āI know I had a lot going through my head at the time, and it was weighing heavy on me, but itās not an excuse for what I did.ā
The fact that she says, with somewhat of a smile, āit was a long time ago soā¦ā before she turns to look at Amity and realizes she canāt brush this off.
Itās not that Amity is mad, itās that she can tell this means a lot. Itās the fact that Amity probably put together the fact that her whole mission with her own dad has probably made Luz feel worse. Amityās done nothing wrong, of course. She had no way of knowing, but it must still feel gut-wrenching regardless.
So Luz explains. And what breaks her isnāt admitting that itās the anniversary, or that her mom isnāt with her, its that she ādoesnāt have any flowers.ā and the voice acting is so good. and her little voice break there is so telling.
Because she has a door to build, and a stupid dictator to keep an eye on, and by comparison her tradition feels so small⦠she doesnāt even have any flowers.
She ends with āI was dumb.ā and in the chaos Amity doesnāt get to comfort her in the moment, but does promise to help. She listens, and announces that yes, they will get flowers. They will do something about it.
And then they do.
dumbing down my smart girl with my tongue between her thighs until she canāt even remember her own name
Just want to be hugged but also fucked til tears are streaking down my face while getting whispered sweet nothings.
Is it too much to ask for?
have a severe mommy kink. older woman who talks to me very gently, older woman who gets doors for me, older woman who understands me without any explanation, older woman who teases me till I go non-verbal, older woman who treats me to pretty lingerie and toys to keep me on her fingertips, older woman who has very pretty hands and keeps distracting me with them, older woman to whore myself out to, older woman who calls me babygirl when she wants to taste me, older woman explaining things to me, older woman who's so calm it washes over me and I get comfy to the point I'm sleepy around her love like yeah ruin my life older women
MEN AND MINORS DNI
girls are so annoying bro why are you asking me if i like you when iām literally in the middle of eating you out after telling you that i love you. ask me that again and iām gonna make you tell me how much i love you. thatās right, youāre gonna tell ME āyou love meā āyou love meā over and over again while iām in you to the hilt with my strap and iāve got my teeth in your neck. shut up and get fucked like the princess you are, loser
I was talking about being afraid of people leaving me behind because I'm too sick, and my boyfriend just looked at me and said: "It's my choice to be your boyfriend. It's your friends choice to be your friends. You don't have to understand it, but you have to respect our choice. Don't try to make the decision of whether you're worthy of people on their behalf because that's not your decision to make." I think that's an important thing to remember. That whether we're worthy of someone's time and effort is something others can decide for themselves regardless of whether or not we agree with them. There's a lot of peace in realizing that literally all you have to do is accept the love other people choose to throw your way. That you aren't the one who gets to determine that you aren't worthy of their love. That other people can choose to love you regardless of how you feel about yourself - and that you can learn to respect their choice even though you're feeling unworthy.
need to eat out an anxious over-achiever girl so good she sleeps for hours while i cook her food in the underwear she just came in