please, please and please.
From @creativepromptsforwriting Drabble List
“Let’s kiss and see where it takes us.”
"Pardon?"
A pair of ivory-coloured eyes flutter shut before opening once more.
"I'm positive you heard me."
"I infact did, but I'm not comprehending."
Her fingers find the collar of my shirt, pulling me down to her level only slightly. "Comprehend this."
Our lips make the most exquisite connection...Coming together in the most beautiful of ways. Breaths are exchanged between two lips. Minds unite to form one. This is what Sappho used to write about in her poems. When the two come into contact, fireworks erupt. For the first time, for the second and the third.
My Immortal Beloved.
Wyst and Asra are on yet another midnight walk. They talk about completely nothing as they stroll down the sidewalk of San Francisco, California, beneath the street lights. the two of them have identical ghost-boards in hand. Asra drops his board in the middle of the road, preparing to jump on it.
Does he not see that car?!
"Asra! Car!"
He doesn't move in time but the ethereal being acts on instinct. They drop their board and dart into the road in a gentle pink light. They push the boy out of the road just in time. But the boy's board shatters at the wheel of the car.
"Fuck! My board!" "Dude, you almost died!" "I know, but my board!"
The etheral being pushes the goddess boy. "I am so tired of your shit," they say with a slightly worried look. "I'm sorry." Asra finally says. Wyst sighs before looking at him. "It's cool, just...be careful, dude." He nods, looking down.
"Take my board, I'll buy a new one." "Thanks!"
He smiles softly before dropping it down on the sidewalk. He skates beside Wyst and they start talking nothing again. Things go silent for a moment.
"What would you do without me?" "Get hit by a car probably."
Vivienne: So apparently the "can't commit" thing is because of my abandonment issues.
Zoe: You...didn't know this?
Vivienne: I'm sorry, what?
Zoe: Nothing...nothing. You do you.
Xenia: I don't see why you are angry...
Vinca: They were talking about me fucking Joan.
Yvette: They are right though...I don't understand why you're in your feelings.
*Yvette puts on her white gloves*
Yvette: Can we speed up this conversation? I have something to do. Say any girls name and I swear on everything that is sinful.
Vinca: I'm not.
Yvette: Mmm...Good.
Xenia: Was it how Runa said it?
Vinca: Yeah.
Xenia: The know it all tone or I'm better than you tone.
Vinca: Both.
Xenia: You'll be fine. She's just teasing you.
Vinca: I know that! But it still irritates me.
Xenia and Yvette: Then stop being irritated. Simple.
Vinca: Never thought of that.
*Vince rolls her eyes*
Xenia: Don't roll your eyes at me. I won't be afraid to put you in your place.
Yvette: I was about to say the same thing.
*Yvette walks off leaving Xenia and Vinca alone*
Vinca: I don't want to talk to you anymore. Bye.
*Xenia rolls her eyes as Vinca walks away*
Poison and Euryale? Possible. Just have to edit poison to fit the realm.
So I joined a bit late to my campaign but it made perfect development!
Galen (My D&D OC) is childhood friends with Estel and he is also actively hitting on Sylve! What else do you expect from a Neutral Chaotic Elven Bard?
Galen and the Crew (Bro, Estel, Sylve, and Pembis) go to a bar after getting some interesting items from an all violet store. And Galen sees these people giving him a side eye. Me: Permission to growl at them? DM: I’m sorry? Me: Permission to growl at them. DM: Sure why not, do an intimidation roll. Me: I got rolled a 1... DM: You meow at them.
Everyone is cackling. Anyways, fast forwarding after getting information~
Galen sees the HOT bartender, Lars! Lars wants nothing to do with him.
Because Galen is a bard and Sylve wants this man to fuck off, Sylve sets some mood lighting for Galen to serenade Lars to. BUT my bitchass rolls another 1 in Charsima and Lars turned around...and said GTFO. Galen was dragged out by Sylve begging for a second chance.
There may be a second chance...
And a fanfiction.
Navra doesn't have any specific favourite music genre
Whatever has a beat or a flow, she'll dance to it
Literally anything
She will dance to literally anything
Someone could be hitting a cup against a table. If it's constant with a tempo best believe Navra is up and dancing to it.
And she'd force Nahara to do the same
Or just anyone near her. Strangers, siblings, a s/o, she will grab them and they'd dance together.
They'd have the best time though
It’s a quiet day in San Fransico. You are touring there with a couple of friends. Roaming the Great Union Square you spot a statue. It’s of a snail. But from it’s mouth comes a mini water fall of water. The snail is a bit bigger than the regular snails you see. You towards it as if you were drawn to it by an invisible stream of magic. When you swish your finger through the water coming from it’s mouth and suddenly you see a checkerboard pattern under your feet. “Great…back in wonderland…again.”
Juliette: Let’s watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl.
Poison: Okay.
Juliette: And make out during the scary parts.
Poison: Th-
Poison: The scary parts.
Poison: Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl.
Arin: I thought you were dead!
JD: I get that a lot.
My aesthetic says Goth. But how I act is totally different. I look and sound intimidating as fuck but I'm not unless I need to be.
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