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Writing Prompt List

I decided to compile a list of my own prompts to use for future requests.

There are a total of 210 prompts. Genres are: angst/emotional; fluff/romantic; Miscellaneous/Humor; and Scenario Prompts.

Feel free to request a plot or idea with your prompt requests; but you do not have too. (I take up to three prompts in total for a request)

*Made it into a bulleted list since people were not sending in the full prompts and just the numbers.

Angst/Emotional:

"All I've ever wanted is for you to see me."

"When did you stop loving me?"

"Just please open your eyes."

"Wake up. You have to wake up. Please. For me."

"Just please, don't leave me."

"When was the last time you said you loved me, and meant it?"

"Why does everyone always leave?"

"It hurts so much. Why does it hurt so much? I just want it to stop."

"Forget it. Just like you forget everything else."

"I never ask for help because I'm not sure I know how."

"It's alright to feel broken every once and a while. And it's alright to take time to heal."

"I feel like I'm falling apart."

"What is it about me that isn't good enough?"

"I wish I was brave."

"Whats the point in trying if only one of us is willing to?"

"You almost died and you're making jokes?"

"I'm scared."

"I don't need you to tell me who I am!"

"I don't miss you. I miss us."

"I thought I'd never see you again."

"I can't lose you." "You already did."

“Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you still love me.”

"Will you even miss me at all?"

'“You weren’t there...why weren’t you there? I needed you! I needed you! And you weren't there!”

“I would give up everything for the chance to hear your laugh again. To see you smile. To see you happy."

“If I never see you again, just know that I love you so, so much.”

“All I wanted was a happy ending.”

"Whatever you do, don't let go."

"You don't have to hide your tears from me."

“What happened to their happily ever after?” “Not all love stories get a happily ever after, sometimes it’s just once upon a time.”

"You said we'd be together forever, but I guess forever really isn't that long."

"I'm not leaving you here."

"You left without saying goodbye."

"For once in your life, do what you want! Be selfish!"

"Being strong doesn’t mean never asking for help or admitting you’re in pain."

"Whatever you do, do not turn around."

"No matter what they made you think, you are worth saving. You are worth loving."

"You said you wouldn't leave, and then you did."

"I'm a fool for believing you meant what you said."

"For what it's worth, I never gave up on you."

"You are not your past."

"Don't look at me like that."

"This is the third time you've broken a promise to me, I'm starting to think you are doing it on purpose."

"Whatever you do, do not close your eyes."

"I know you're tired, but you have to stay awake."

"I'll come back for you, I promise."

“You would risk letting all those people die for one person? Why?” “Because it’s not just one person…it’s you.”

"I'm just tired of being tired."

"Whatever you do, do not make a sound."

"I always said I'd die for you." "I didn't think you meant literally."

Fluff/Romantic:

"I just cant see myself ever living without you."

"If there was ever anybody meant for me, it's you."

"The closest thing to love at first sight I've ever experienced happened when I first laid eyes on you."

"I didn't believe in soulmates until I met you."

"Did you just tell the person I was gonna go out with that we're dating?"

"You owe me a kiss."

"Go with me?" "Only if you hold my hand."

"I'd feel much better if you'd let me walk you home."

"If I asked you to stay, would you?"

“You make me feel alive. For the first time ever, I feel like I can breathe.”

"I've never felt this way before, and truthfully it scares me. But, the idea of never trying scares me even more."

"You're telling me you believe in love at first sight?" "I'm starting too."

"I promised to love you forever, and that is a promise I intend to keep."

"Is that my shirt?" "You mean our shirt?"

"You give me a reason to be better, to do better.”

"All I've ever wanted was a place to belong. Somewhere I could call home. And you gave me that. Because you are my home."

"They don't compare to you. No one does."

"I thought I had the worst luck, until I met you."

"No matter how much time we've spent apart, I never stopped loving you."

"I could see the worst parts of you and still think you are the most beautiful person I've met."

"I think I'm in love with you."

"You brought me breakfast?" "Well you said you always forget to eat before you go to work, so I thought I'd make sure you ate something."

"Everything feels right when you are with me."

"I don't care what others say, I want to be with you and that's all that matters to me."

"You bought me flowers?" "Yeah, well I noticed you'd seemed kinda down, so I wanted to cheer you up."

"I'll be damned if anyone makes you feel like you aren't worthy of being loved."

"I wasn't sure what love really felt like until I met you."

"You owe me." "I owe you $20 not a day of pretending to be your boy/girl-friend to get your parents off you're back."

"I can braid your hair for you- I mean, only if you want."

"Maybe if you stopped staring at them and actually talked to them, you might have a chance."

"You said you wouldn't fall in love with me." "I lied."

“I want you. All of you, and not just halfheartedly, but wholly. And maybe that’s selfish, but I don’t care.”

"Can you stay? Just for tonight, please. I don't want to be alone with my thoughts." "'l'll stay for as long as you need."

"You are my family."

"We've been by each other's sides for years, you think I'm gonna leave now?"

"Take my jacket, I don't want you catching a cold."

"I'd wait a thousand lifetimes for you, because you are worth waiting for. So when you are ready. I'll be right here."

"I will never stop fighting for you. I will never stop protecting you."

“I can’t stop thinking about you. No matter how hard I try, you’re always on my mind”

"Don't go on that date." "Why?" "You know why." "Say it."

"Can I kiss you?"

"I don't want you to die for me, I want you to live for me."

"I can't remember the last time I laughed like this."

"How long have you had this planned?" "Since the moment I fell in love with you."

"You came all the way here for me?"

"Why are you staring at me?" "Because I think you're beautiful."

"I think I'm falling in love with you." "I think I'm okay with that."

"What are you doing here?" "I wanted to see if you were okay."

"The world gets a little brighter when your around."

"They say we wont last." "Then lets prove them wrong."

Miscellaneous:

"I don't think I've ever seen anyone screw something up that fast before."

"I've never told you that before."

“You come here often?” “Well, I work here. So I think I’d have to say ‘yes’.”

"At least it couldn't get any worse." "I really wish you hadn't said that."

“I’m too sober for this.” “You don’t even drink.” “Maybe I should start.”

"I'm telling you, I'm haunted."

“You couldn’t handle me even if i came with instructions.”

"Wake me up when it's over."

“Next problem… we might die."

"Where have you been all my life?” “Hiding from you”

“I think… everyone deserves a chance to prove themselves.”

"Abort mission, I repeat abort mission." "What? Abort what mission? All you were doing was introducing yourself to your neighbor?" "Yeah, and they're too attractive. I can never speak to them again."

"At least I kept my promise."

"I saw you looking at it last time we were in the store together, so I got it for you."

"...Did you just sniff me?"

"I hope you find it someday." "Find what?" "Whatever it is you're looking for."

"Of course I noticed, I notice everything about you."

"Are you alright?" "Yeah, why?" "You look mad." "That's just my face..."

"You can't get rid of me that easily."

“You don’t actually have to like me, you just need to pretend you do.”

"Since when did you open a bakery in your house?" "Since I got bored."

"Can someone explain to me, in not so many words, why they are here?"

"I don't think I'm alone in here."

"This place creeps me out."

"I thought I saw something."

"Why didn't you answer your phone?" "Why didn't you text?"

"You're bleeding." "No shit."

"In case you haven't heard, there is a bounty on your head." "Is that why you're here? To kill me and take the bounty?" "No. I'm here to protect you."

“For the most part, I am, in fact, an idiot. But I fully admit to it, which should count for something.”

“Stop grumbling and just tell me where your medicine cabinet is.”

"Close your eyes and hold out your hand."

"I hate that I let you convince me to do this"

"We really need to stop meeting like this. "Then stop breaking into my house!"

"Why are you creeping outside my bedroom window?!" "I thought it would be romantic if I climbed up here." "You gave me a heart-attack!"

"What are you doing here?" "I got locked out of my house." "Again?"

"Run."

"I can't stand you!" "Then sit down."

"Where are we going?" "It's a surprise." "I hope the surprise involves food."

"You wont regret it!" "Already am."

"I like being wanted." "You should NOT like be wanted by the police!"

“I am nothing if not consistent.” “Yeah, a consistent pain in my ass.”

"What happened?" "Do you want the long version or the short version?" "Uh, short?" "I made a mistake." "Okay, long version." "I made a very very big mistake."

"Do you take constructive criticism?" "Not without crying."

"Are we all on the same page?" "Yes. Just of different books."

"Why did you break up with them?" My dog didn't like them, and that is never a good sign."

"I'm sorry were you talking to me? I tend to zone out whenever you stark speaking."

"What happened to your hand?" "I hit my hand on something." "On what?" "Your ex's face."

"I heard that!" "You were supposed to!"

"I've been thinking-" "Uh-oh"

"If I survive this, I'm killing you."

Scenario Prompts: *For prompts with Characters A and B; you can choose who is who in your request (who is reader and/or character)

Huddled together to keep warm.

Fall asleep in same bed, on opposite sides, wake up in each others arms.

Character A comes to talk to Character B, pretending to be B's s/o when a stranger is making B uncomfortable. Leads to them asking B out on an actual date.

Running from dangerous person or monster.

Hunting down dangerous person or monster.

Separated forcefully or for reasons you can't control, run into each other again years later on accident.

Get locked in somewhere together.

Continuously running into one another for days after having a meet cute.

Hands brush as you stand next to each other, you think it's on accident until their hands gentle wrap around yours.

Shielding the other with their body to save/protect them.

Caught staring too many times for it to be a coincidence.

Size difference hug; they engulf you.

You refuse to leave so they pick you up and throw you over their shoulder.

Character A can tell Character B is getting nervous in a big crowd, so A slips their hand into theirs to help them calm down.

The panic between thinking you lost them and the relief of seeing they are okay.

Character A teaching B to ice skate/roller skate.

B taking care of A when they are sick.

Holding hands underneath the table.

Bandaging the other and then kissing the injury gently.

A surprises B with a picnic.

Getting stuck at the top of the Ferris Wheel.

B sitting/standing behind A and leaning into them as they show/teach them how to do something.

A kisses B, but A can tell there is no feeling behind it anymore.

As you begin to fall asleep, you feel a gentle kiss pressed to your temple and a blanket draped over you.

B comforting A as they wake up from a nightmare.

A realizing that they have feelings for B when they see them with someone else.

B bringing A hand-picked flowers.

Thinking you are alone in the house but you hear a noise upstairs.

B buys A's dream house and surprises them.

Cliff/floor breaks out beneath A and as they fall B manages to grab their hand at the last second.

A leaves baked goods for B anonymously, but B already knows that it's A.

B surprises A with a cake for their birthday even though A forgot what day it was/or didn't know B knew it was their birthday.

Sharing an umbrella.

Walking together and it starts to rain, so they grab your hand and you start running until you can find somewhere to escape getting wet.

A and B meet randomly, B finds out A is on an important mission or quest and decides to go with them to protect them/watch over them.

Fake date to a wedding; leads to confession.

A game of 20 questions that ends with "Can I kiss you?"

There's a big storm going on outside while A is at B's house, so B insists they sleep over.

A hears that B got hurt and rushes over in a panic to see if they are okay.

B just moved to town and really only knows A (just met). B is being followed or is lost and calls A for help. Of course they come to help and it turns into a date of sorts.

A falling asleep while sitting next to B, as there head falls onto B's shoulder, B stays as still as they can, afraid to wake A.

Cloudgazing or Stargazing together, as you lie next to each other, their hand slips into yours.

Looking around for the shirt you left at your s/o's house; only to find it in a drawer with other clothes and items you've left.

B get's so nervous about their dinner date with A that they accidentally make enough food to feed ten people.

A hand written love lover left at your doorstep.

B dancing to music as their cooking or cleaning, and as they spin around A suddenly appears, grabbing onto B and continuing to dance with them.

A grabs B's hand instinctively out of surprise or fear, and continues to hold it.

A keeps catching B (a stranger) staring at them from across the room and feels self conscious, until B finds them later and tells them that they couldn't stop staring out of awe/attraction.

A and B realizing they were holding hands the entire time the moment they had to let go. (after getting scared, nervous, frightened, etc.)

A buying B groceries because they knew they forgot to buy themselves food again.

B is sad because they accidentally threw something important away. A shows up later with said thing, smelling like trash.

A finding a hand-sketched photo of them on B's desk.

B hearing A sing for the first time (due to karaoke, or walking in on them, etc.) and being surprised at how good they sound.

B helping A step down from a high place by taking their hand, and then not letting go as they continue to walk.

Comparing hand sizes, then linking fingers together.

Dancing around the living room of the first home you've bought together.

Long distance relationship; receiving a good morning text every morning, until one day you don't. You are worried, but then there is a knock at your door.

B is sunshine, rainbows and kindness. A is night, rain-clouds and anger. But when A meets B, they bask in the sunshine and never want to leave.

A asking B on a date until they say yes.

B asking A to attend a wedding with them, to get out of going with someone their parents tried to set them up with.

mutant mayhem design team I have one question

how to snag yourself an INTP

make the first move

if we’re brave enough to approach you first and you don’t respond super well, we’re really stupid, so we’ll think you hate us

get us talking about whatever it is we love

then talk about what you love, because that’s fascinating

you do actually have to talk to us, we’re not talented enough to run a monologue

make us feel valued. I mean, don’t worship the ground we walk on, but just let us know you thought of us

don’t belittle us, even jokingly. We might laugh, but we’re actually taking it to heart

demonstrate your intellect in some way. I don’t mean your books smarts–your intellect. Are you people smart? Music smart? Street smart? Got a unique view of life? We’ll love it, absolutely eat it up

if we like you, we don’t mind being taken care of in small ways, like if you bring us a muffin from the batch you made. We might even like it. But…

don’t smother us (literally or metaphorically, please). Don’t ask us 57 times if we’ve eaten, or drank water, or if we slept. We’re not your child

you don’t always have to understand what we’re talking about; just appreciate our unique view, like we will yours

look past whatever mask we’re putting up, and let us know, through gentle words or sincere action, that it’s okay for us to just be us

really we’re just people, but also our own special person, and we like to be treated as such

The Fault (And the Favour)

This is a fan story for @chronicintrovert​  ‘s book called Solitaire! I’ve read it so many times and practically studied this book while writing this. Anyway I thought it would be really interesting if there was a nick and charlie POV for the last few chapters of solitaire because i always LOVED to entertain that thought but after talking it over with a couple other heartstopper fans i just had to put that shit on paper. anyway, this will have MAJOR spoilers for Solitaire, also a trigger warning here for Suicide and eating disorder mentions! Stay safe and i hope you enjoy :)))

NICK 

It’s quarter past six in the morning when I get a phone call. The ringtone is loud, piercing through the peaceful silence of my room, and I’m jolted awake by the sound. 

When I pick up my phone and realise it’s charlie calling me, I get a flush of relief and anxiety in my chest at once. For one, it isn’t Tori who’s calling me. The last time she called me was when Charlie was sent into the mental hospital. Something about Tori’s anxious tone always gave me an unpleasant shiver down my spine. So when it isn’t Tori who’s calling, my shoulders relax and I release a breath of air.

But then again, Charlie’s calling me at 6 am. That either means something’s on his mind and he hasn’t got any sleep, or he woke up ridiculously early for some bizarre reason.

I answer his call. “Charlie? It’s 6:15, what-”

“Nick.”

It’s Charlie. That’s his voice, that’s him. But it’s the ‘him’  I’m way too familiar with. Panicked, distressed, on the verge of tears. I’ve seen this side of him too much for my liking: while he recovered from his eating disorder, while we ate dinner together, while he told me about the things he thinks about.

 I’m here for him. I always will be.

But god does it scare the shit out of me whenever he speaks with a tremor in his voice like that. 

“Char? Char, what’s wrong?”

He doesn’t answer. On the other end, I can already picture what he’s doing- putting a hand up to his face, rubbing his eyes aggressively, biting his fingernails anxiously, his eyebrows crinkled as he tries to figure out what to say.

But this time he knows. I can tell he knows what he wants to say. It’s on the tip of his tongue.

“Charlie, seriously, what’s going on?”

“It’s Tori.”

A chill goes down my spine. Not only do I notice the pure fear in his voice, but I pick up the sound of rustling in the background and doors opening and closing. “It’s Tori, Nick. She- She took off an hour ago, Becky just called me.”

“What?” I sit up in my bed, my feet are dangling over the edge and I’m prepared to pull on my shoes as soon as possible. “Where is she going?”

“To-To school.” His voice is shaking tremendously now. I can almost feel his hands trembling as his footsteps echo through my phone.

“To school… why is she going to school, the bloody sun hasn’t even come up yet-”

Charlie’s voice becomes more frantic, he’s panicking harder and the desperation in his voice makes it hard to listen to him. “Nick, she’s going to school because of Solitaire. Their- Their final operation is today. She’s going to try and stop it.”

It’s like something clicks in my head. Tori, Charlie’s sarcastic, monotone older sister, who once couldn’t care about anything other than her brother, Tumblr and watching movies, was slowly being driven mad by solitaire and their ‘operations’. The solitaire meetup party. The happenings at The Clay music festival that was hacked by solitaire. Then at Dinner on Monday, it was as if she had completely changed. Talking in sentences that made us extremely concerned. “Solitaire is going on, yet no one cares.” “It’s all fake. Everyone is faking. Why does no one care about anything?”

Holy shit. 

“Is she fucking insane? What the hell is she trying to do, get herself killed?”

“I don’t know, Nick, she’s alone and she’s going to do something bad and I can’t sit here and fucking wait until I’ve found out that my sister is dead, I-I have to do something, fuck-”

My shoes are already slipped onto my feet and I’ve grabbed my keys. “I’ll be there in 5 minutes.”

CHARLIE

I’m on the front porch before Nick lets me know that he’s coming soon. I didn’t change out of my Pj’s and it doesn’t matter. My sister ran off to try and stop this insanity of a ‘prank’- if it can even be called that-  and seeing how their last operation left, it’ll be lucky if she makes it out of there in one piece.

It’s my fucking fault. I’m sure of it this time. I do this a lot: pinpoint the blame on me, feel guilty, cry. It’s a routine that I try to get out of, but right now that doesn’t matter either because I’m completely sure that if I hadn’t said something or listened to Tori she wouldn’t be off in the dark trying to stop a bunch of lunatics trying to accomplish god knows what.

I remember one night, when Tori was visiting me in hospital, she mentioned to me about how she noticed that I had gotten worse over time and that she didn’t say anything because she thought she was just imagining it. So she stayed out of my way. She admitted that she’ll always regret that.

That’s how I feel now, and it’s horrible and I feel fucking helpless and just as soon as I get that twisting feeling in my stomach I see Nick’s car pull up to the curb and before I realise it I’m already in his car, and my arms are around his shoulders and I’m trying to breathe but it’s so hard and I can’t do anything-

“Char, breathe. Deep breaths. Look at me.”

Nick’s hand is on my cheek but I don’t even feel it because I’m trying to remember why I’m so fucking anxious in the first place, I forget where I am and I forget who I am. I can’t feel my hands.

It’s my fault. It’s my fucking fault.

“Charlie, I’m right here, look at me.” He’s tilting my head up, and nick is looking at me. He’s filled with so much concern, but this calm tone helps me think again. I’m breathing. Nick’s hand is wet. I think I’ve been crying.

“Hey, you’re alright. It’s okay. Everything is going to be okay-”

“But Tori- fucking hell, she’s going after them, and it’s all my fault-”

“Hey, hey, don’t say that. None of this was your fault.” Nick has taken my other hand from his shoulders and into his, squeezing hard. The feeling in my hand returns. “Don’t blame yourself, okay?”

I try to believe him. I’m really trying, and for a while I do, and I buckle into my seat, his hand not leaving mine. He strokes my hand with his thumb while we whirl past the houses covered in the pitch black. It’s so quiet. I wonder what the world would be like if it was always like this

The silence is painful, it’s heavy and tense. I’m still bouncing my leg up and down, so I curl up into the car seat instead.

I can feel nick peering a glace at me every two seconds, without realising it’s making me slightly more anxious so I turn on my phone instead, to see if there are any updates on solitaire’s blog: any clue as to what the hell they’re planning.

And when we’re about a minute away from Higgs School, I see a Facebook post from Lucas Ryan.

‘Solitaire is burning down Higgs’

I’m staring at it. I’ve recoiled my hand away from Nick, touching the screen with shaky fingers. I’m rereading it. I’m trying to make sense of it. Holy shit. There can’t be any way.

“Oh my fucking god.”

My head snaps up to the school across the road from mine, burning down in a fiery blaze of glory, lighting up the whole neighbourhood with an orange glaze.

I’m already out of the car. Nick is out of the car. We’re both running onto the oval, snow crunching under our feet. I didn’t wear any shoes, but that isn’t important, because my sister could be in a fucking burning building. I don’t feel the cold as I’m running across the oval.

Nick isn’t too far behind me, at one point he’s taken my hand again as we rush towards two dark figures on the oval. 

When we get closer I realise it’s Lucas and Becky, and they spot me. they’re rushing over to me and rambling loudly about how they’re sorry and that Tori didn’t come out with them and that they got separated but I stop listening after that because my vision has become kind of hazy, and I’m trying to grapple the fact that Tori is still in there.

Victoria is still in there.

My feet are itching to move. Off of the freezing snow and into the flames. But Nick notices how my eyes keep darting over to the door because his grip on my hand has become intensely tight. 

“Don’t even think about it. We can’t do anything, Charlie.”

So I don’t do anything. I stand there as the flames engulf the burning building, I’m losing feeling in my hands and feet again. I have to move. I have to get in there, I have to save my sister. 

Then Nick gasps and Becky shrieks and I follow their gaze towards the concrete roof of the art conservatory.

Among the blazing orange and yellow fire, a small figure stands on the roof of the building. 

It’s Tori, and her hair is flowing through the cold wind and she’s looking down to the ground below her.

And she’s nearing the edge of the roof.

Without realising I’m dragging nick along with me as I run at full speed toward the roof. My heart starts racing even faster to the speed of fucking lighting when she moves her feet over the edge and by that point I’m already screaming out to her.

“DON’T!”

I’m waving my arms at her frantically. I’m running as fast as I can to the roof. She’s staring down at nick and I. I’m shouting and screaming up to her, to please, don’t do it, and I’m so sorry for not listening to you. You felt the same way when I did the same as you and I’m sorry for not being there for you, you were always there for me and I owe so much back to you.

Then there’s another person who appears out of nowhere above her. Tori snaps from her gaze down below to look up, and I can’t make out who she’s talking to. The person is holding a hand down to Tori, and I’m praying to god that she just takes this person’s hand and step away from the ledge before my beating heart bursts out of my chest.

Suddenly Nick is standing in front of me and hoisting me onto his back. He’s clutching my legs as I try and scream louder, harder for Tori to hear me. She shines her torch up at the hand, and I catch a glimpse of Michael Holden. Any bad feelings I once had towards Michael melts away while I silently beg and beg that she just takes his hand anyway. 

Micheal jumps down onto the roof and stands next to her. They’re standing completely still. they must be lost in a desperate conversation, with the sound of crackling wood. People must have gathered around near us, because now there are many yells of joy and despair around me. But I can’t tear my eyes away because I’m watching intently, so closely, watching just to see if Tori’s feet move away from the edge. Please just step away.

And then Michael Holden and Victoria kiss. In the middle of a raging school fire at the brink of dawn. 

But I’m taking that as a win because her feet move away from the edge when Michael pulls her into a hug. 

“Thank fuck.” I hear nick from below me. The crowd around us bursts into a cheer. But I’m not joining them, and neither has Becky (who is now on Lucas’ shoulders) because we’re still waving up at Tori, yelling her name. My arms are so sore and I realise now that I’m not wearing a long-sleeved top but that also doesn’t matter right now, because my sister is up there and shes now looking down at me, and she’s safe, and I’m smiling so hard while sobbing, because she’s safe.

After the fire brigade arrives and rescues Tori and Michael off of the concrete roof, and as soon as she gets down to the oval I climb down off of Nick’s back and rush towards Tori. She’s looking at me in a way I’ve never seen before. I’ve never seen her like this before. But that’s okay, because she’s alive, and she’s here, and I’m now holding her so tight I’m worried that she’ll break.

“Fuck, Tori- never do that again, that was- holy shit-” I’m trying to string together a coherent sentence to tell her I was so scared, I’m so sorry, I can’t lose you, I’m sorry that I didn’t do anything. I’m sobbing extremely hard, to the point of embarrassment, but Tori’s crying too, and there’s this odd feeling of comfort I get while holding my sister who just nearly committed suicide on a burning building. 

She looks up at me, and my heart slowly starts to slow down as she smiles up at me. A genuine smile? I can’t tell. But I smile back anyway, a smile that I hope tells her everything that I can’t put into words, and I pull her into another hug and release a shaky breath.

Tori understands anyway. 

It’ll take a while for me to understand her, but she took that risk for me before.

I’ll return the favour.

shows summed up REALLY badly by me

the owl house: a weeb gets transported to hell and awakens an ancient form of magic.

amphibia: three idiots get isekaied into a magical frog land via a cool box™

she-ra and the princesses of power: the power of wlw saves the universe

gravity falls: fuck it it’s that triangle’s fault

the dragon prince: we have a fourteen year old, a fifteen year old, and a ten year old. they should all probably be in school, but now they’re your last hope.

avatar the last airbender: unfortunately, the fire nation existed.

tales of arcadia: “sir, i think you have the wrong overqualified and wholesome protagonist character(s).”

kipo and the age of wonderbeasts: “guess who learned how to put on a fursuit via mutation?”

carmen sandiego: “be gay do crime.”

ye ask (aLOT) and ye shall receive (with additional doodles

My experience so far drawing the skrunklies

(mwah ty for the overhwleming feedback cries 💕)

20 Somewhat Important Questions for OT3s.

Who sleeps in the middle?

Who is the best cuddler?

Who gets hurt the most?

Who acts like the baby?

Who teases the others the most?

Who proposes?

Who is the most protective?

Who is the closest to the child? (Whether it be a fur baby, scale baby, or human child.)

Who gives the best advice?

Who is like a therapist?

Who sings B and C to sleep?

Is the relationship healthy?

Do A and B have a stronger bond with each other? Or do C and B or C and A have a stronger bond? Or are A, B, and C close together [equally]?

Who can be trusted to be left home alone?

Who cries the most?

Who is the softest?

Who is the shortest?

Who is the tallest?

Who likes cuddles the most?

Last of all, who sings terribly in the shower?

LUCAS SINCLAIR 💞💞💞

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Human! Hippoworm because why the heck not?