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Writing prompts!
● Person A is a human who consistently takes a boat onto the ocean, along with a variety of musical instruments. B is the lovestruck selkie who always shows up to listen to them play.
● Person B is a selkie who just got caught by a fisherman, A is the pissed off mermaid who is rescuing B by any means necessary.
● Person A is a vampire who killed and drained B. B comes back as a ghost, determined to be their killer's conscience. (Think shoulder angel). Bonus points if B gets weirdly huffy whenever A drains someone else.
● Person A is sleepwalking. They don't usually, but they're being possessed/haunted by Person B. B is determined to bring their killer to justice, but needs A's physical body to achieve that.
My fav!!!
Happy Merrywyn day 💙⭐️
Please recommend me a fanfic with this story. I need it more than I need oxygen
you know what would have been funny? i was busy thinking of some Imperial! Anidala AUs and there's one which just crossed my mind.
Imagine Padmé joins Vader on Mustafar, Vader beats Obi, and kills Sidious to take over. Vader tries to deepen his connection to the Dark Side as he and Padmé rule over the galaxy. Vader tries to portray himself as this evil, fearsome autocrat but is way too popular: he doesn't create the Death Star because neither he nor Padmé likes it, he abolishes slavery because duh, literally all of the clones (they don't get replaced) love him, he's still seen as the war hero, he's very handsome, and Padmé's presence + coregency mellows him out a lot. Padmé and his children are also there, and his love for them is wayyyyyy too much that he isn't nearly as evil and dark as he should be
Eventually, Vader comes to Padmé crying about how his connection to the Dark Side is weakening because of how much he loves her and the children and how he can't fuel his inner darkness anymore. He isn't really a Sith anymore and eventually Padmé convinces him to just let it go, renounce his darkness, and let the love flow through him so now he's just emperor anakin, former jedi and failed sith
emperor vader: suffering from success
Guess what I saw on reddit today!!!
The bookworminine urge to fake your death and and run away with the vampire librarian of your dreams.
*sigh*
Person A: The world doesn't revolve around you, idiot!
Person B: I know, but yours does. *wink*
Leaving my world at your care
prompt: “I do not know what tomorrow will bring, but whatever happens, please… take care of my cat.”
She had an hour.
And she used to go to him.
Heroine stepped through the boy’s dorms as quietly and as quickly as she could. None of the guys were out, probably scared of the punishments for dismissing bed-time.
It didn’t matter to her.
In less than an hour, she would be too far away from the academy. Which was terrifying, but meant that she could forget about certain rules.
Just as she started to enjoy her little rebellious freedom, she found his dorm. The headboy’s dorm. Her sole rival.
The stakes were too high to care about whether or not she obeys bedtime.
She took out the key bunch she had in her pocket, which she was given by her homeroom teacher to help him ensure no troubles were made inside the dorms.
“The teacher’s bunch? hm, you know, acting like a complete nerd won’t help you become smarter than me.”
“Maybe. But it will help me sneak mice into your room.”
Now Rival will learn his lesson.
She searched for the right key and unlocked the door, a bit at unease from the audible sounds the lock made.
Surprisingly, the room was not entirely dark. Rival’s windows were open and the full moon shed some light inside.
He was not in his bed.
Instead, he was sprawled over his table, his neck placed on his bookand his back crooked onward. This did not seem comfortable. And it would hurt when he wakes up.
“How come no one invented a way to not be stiff after sitting…?”
“You mean like, stretching?”
“...”
“Nerd.”
She knew that this astronomy exam stressed everyone, but she didn’t imagine him like… He looked so tired. Perhaps she teased his last score too much.
and she had no time to help now.
I’m scared, too.
Heroine got closer to him, and raised her hand to his shoulder, but then froze.
He had enough to worry about, and she doesn’t know how he would react to her request- Nor what he will imagine is the reason for such a strange plea…
Right now, at least one of them got to rest.
But it wasn’t just her on the line anymore. She cannot just keep these problems to herself. And maybe, somehow, she had a feeling that he would rather know.
“Hey, Rival,”
She touched his shoulder lightly. It took a moment before there was any reaction. He groaned a bit, still resting his face above his arm. He turned to her side, opening his eyelids in a rusty way.
Heroine couldn’t help but smile at his widened, chestnut eyes.
“Heroine…?”
His voice was barely audible.
“Yes, it’s me. I came to… well…”
She took a moment to collect the right words. The stakes were high, but she couldn’t stress him more than needed.
He brought his head up and straightened himself. Looking right at her.
“What’s wrong?”
Nothing, yet. But not for long.
“I need a favor from you.”
He nodded slightly and waited. Looking more serious than she ever saw him.
She didn’t want this. She wanted to comment on his messy bed hair and banter and see his smirk and just go back to her normal life.
“I will leave the school for a while and… and I cannot take my…”
She took a big breath.
“My cat. She’ll have to stay here and she doesn’t trust anyone besides… Will you please…”
“I will take care of Nova.”
Rival tried to smile reassuringly, still looking a bit tense. But the promise meant the world to her.
Heroine smiled for a bit, too.
“Thank you, I don’t know what I… How would I leave without knowing she’s safe.”
But both of their smiles died down quickly.
“...where are you going?”
She inhaled, hoping to keep herself calm. And him, too.
“I do not know, but I have to. And… and I want to.”
He stared at her for a moment. He still looked tired, but also tense, and… and something else.
“Is it dangerous?”
Yes. I’m scared, Rival.
“I cannot tell you, Rival. This is my own problem.”
“Hero-”
“I never wanted to get you involved. But it’s… Nova, she doesn’t trust anyone besides me, and well…”
and you.
“You can get me involved in everything,”
He said, standing up and holding her gaze.
“Whatever this is, I can help. Please, I never saw you this anxious.”
He extended his hand towards hers, not quite touching, but closer than ever.
She closed the gap, holding his hand.
I’ll miss you, Rival.
Heroine then came forward, hugging him.
He was surprised, but accepting. Wrapping his arms around her himself. It felt nice and warm, and Heroine held him like she’d hold the last piece of normalcy she had.
Her clock buzzed. It was midnight.
“I need to go.”
Heroine said, not moving yet. She felt him sighning and nodding.
They slowly let go of each other, and Heroine took out the key bunch and gave it to him. For one last moment, he held her hands.
“I won't let you down. I’ll take care of her for as long as needed.”
“Thank you, Rival.”
Heroine started walking away, she opened the door, and looked back once more. Rival’s deep brown eyes were still on her. Still too fearful for her liking.
“I will come back, as soon as possible. Enjoy being the top student while you can.”
She meant it. She will return, maybe sooner than expected. She will come back and hug him again and banter and hold Nova and stress about their exams and everything will be normal.
He smiled at her, hope and playfulness in his eyes. That was how she wanted to remember him.
“Enjoy being a dork in the outside world, nerd.”
“Oh, I will.”
Heroine closed the door and went her way, walking with ease. Knowing that she will return She will come back to hug him again and banter and hold Nova and stress about their exams and everything will be normal.
knowing all of that, Heroine walked into the night with confident steps.
It all feels the same
I loathe Heroine.
I loathed her ever since the first time I saw her. From the very first flashy, dumb grin she flashed at me.
I loathe the littered freckles on her cheeks and the red, long scar that went over her jawline. The dark circles under her eyes and her forever messy curly hair.
I loathe her stubbornness. How she shows up every day. How she manages to get up every time. How convinced she is that her actions truly matter. How she fights for each pathetic person, as if each and every soul was so precious to her.
I loathe the way she pretends. Pretends to be confident. Pretends to be in control. Even when she is hurt and anxious and so obviously tired. How she comforts every victim, when she can barely calm herself. How she smiles softly, even at me. As if I were that easy to fool.
I hate her for rescuing me.
She threw herself into the water. She pulled me up to the shore. She stayed until I sat steadily. Then she left. Not even giving a demand or a price or a reason.
I hate how she laughs at my jokes. As if we were friends. As if I actually make her smile.
I hate her most when it’s just the two of us. Hate how calm she gets. Hate how much she underestimates me. How calmer she gets.
And I was angry when I found her lying in the cold. Angry at her recklessness and bravery and passion, that forced her to never back down. Angry that I had to drag her out of there. That she used me for warmth. That she looked so comfortable.
I get angry when she doubts herself.
Because I know just how harder my life has been ever since she came to it. I know how kind she is in her greatest victories, I know how purposeful she is in her darkest hours, I know her better than everyone.
I was angry at her lover the moment I met her.
Angry at this feeble, laughable, fool who seemed to think she deserves Heroine. I got furious when she approached me. The idiot smiled and offered her hand.
I pushed it right away. I shoved her past me and wanted to walk away, to wait until she realizes just how useless she is to everyone. Wait until she leaves my and Heroine’s life.
But she dared to keep talking. Dared to say she understands me. Dared to say Heroine’s name.
I lashed out at her.
I yelled that she has no right to tell me about Heroine. That she’ll never know Heroine like I do. That she is just lonely and desperate enough for Heroine to pity. That she would never truly love her.
I was pulled to the ground, and saw Heroine above me.
I could barely recognize her face. There was so much loathe and hatred and anger in her stare. I never saw her like this, not when she fought the worst of villains, not in the most stressful situations and not when I was in danger.
She told me to stay away from her lover. That otherwise she will kill me. That she doesn’t want to see me ever again.
She only stopped when my eyes started to water. I couldn't tell anymore what expression she wore, but I saw her leaving. Panic rose through me, and I called her name. Begging her to stay.
She looked back at me, and for the last time, I saw her clearly. There was no malice nor pity in her eyes. Only disgust.
I loathed myself ever since.
Chess Partner
Rival had that glint in his eyes, she noticed, the one he recently has when they play.
"Things don't look too well for you, don't they?"
The perfect, still, poker-face Heroine mastered kept away any information he tried to get.
"That is what you have said last time."
He frowned a bit, but his eyes kept their shine.
"So you do have a plan..."
"Hopefully."
"Then I shouldn't eat your knight..."
"If you doing this is in my plan."
Rival leaned in and squinted at her. Sometimes, just sometimes, he was too dangerously cute. Heroine hated to admit that to herself, but the way her lips urged to smile at his sight left no doubt.
"So you DO want me to do this...!"
"You can try to interogate me all day, or actually think for yourself."
Hero almost let out a chuckle as she answered. He pouted again, adding a frown and a crooked nose. She finally let out a laugh, dropping her straight face.
"You're a pleasure to play with..."
Rival was quite for a moment, his smile was... It has never been that soft. God her heart beat so fast.
"I can say the same for you."
He blushed a little and looked away. Scratching his scalp, Heroine used the distraction to take mental notes.
He brushed his hair, which she doesn't remember him doing in any other day they met. A warmth grew in her as she hoped that she read the signs right. His clothes were nicer, too. He replaced the usual seeatshirt and sweatpants with a polo shirt and jeans. The shirt's sleeves were shorter, which was nice and...
He has a scar. Right at the back of his forearm, barely noticeable.
"That's it. I'm not eating that. It reeks with a scheme."
Hero knows that scar. And she knows that man. Villain grinned at her.
"Knew this was your plan. Scared now?"
She immediately returned her poker face.
"Plans change."
She played her move quickly and quietly. Villain took some time but made finished his turn.
"I'm gonna win this time, I can feel it."
Hero didn't respond or banter back. She didn't say anything for the next few turns, no matter what he tried to do to tease or make her laugh. He grew more worried each turn.
"Hey ummm..."
She needs to finish this and think of the next step. This was her chance to catch him once and for all.
"You good?"
Looking up, she noticed his worried expression. It was completely geniune when she smiled and reassured him.
"Yes, just got lost in thoughts for a bit."
He smiled back.
"I actually had something weighing on me too, mind if...?"
"Go ahead."
He took a big breath. That moment, she knew what was about to happen. What she wished one of them will be brave enough for. She wished for this ever since they first played her. Ever since he truly challenged her. Ever since he took his loss with a laugh and adoring eyes.
"I know we only ever meet here to play, and that I have annoying jokes and... And an annoying self..."
Even the dread she felt didn't stop her from chuckling.
"But I like... I don't know... This. Playing wit- Even when you win. So you I thought..."
The fact that she knew of his identity didn't stop the butterflies she felt. Making her wish he was who she sees now. Just a softhearted, clever guy she met at an urban chess.
"We could go get ice cream aft-, or something less childis- I mean... Well you-"
This is her chance. Even if not for love. She showed him the best smile she could master.
"How about coffee tomorrow? I know a perfect place."
A coffee shop 50 meters away from a police station. It will be easy.
He smiled shyly and let out of all the air he held in his lungs.
"Sounds perfect..."
His blushed and relieved face turned her stomach. Imagining how he'd look at her tomorrow, when he'll realize who she really is.
But now Heroine must forget about it. She'll smile and laugh and be happy, genuinely happy, that they like each other.
They were chess partners, and she can't allow him to guess her next move.
Rest With Me
"One leg after the other,"
Hero said patienly. The short walk down the dark haklway seemed to go for years. Villain would throw a snarky comment, or try and banter to lighten the atmosphere but he was so tired.
"Here..."
Hero slowly helped him sit and unlocked her door. Villain looked up to look at her, realizing he didn't actually see her for the last two hours.
She was often the serious one between them, but he never saw her face this... Sparkless.
He couldn't find any words of comfort until she crouched down and helped him up again. Villain laid on the sofa, finally resting his sore muscles but not comfortable.
"Wait here. I'll get first aid."
Villain noted how different the appartment was from his last visit. It was messier, even messiar than it usually is, with documents and pictures and notes covering the floor and walls. The biggest pile of crumbled papers laid in front of him, circling a hand made map of the base they barely got out of.
It was really important to her, wasn't it? He signed loudly. Of course he ruined everything.
"I think I know how to take care of your arm, if there is anything worse we will call someone."
Hero sat in front of him, actually seeing him for the first time in a few hours.
"...Villain?"
His despareation was probably shown all over him. Damm it. He could at least save her the guilt.
"They won't ask anything. I would not risk you."
The pillows surrounding him didn't feel soft. He shouldn't be relaxed. He didn't deserve to.
"Villain, is... You... "
She signed placed her hand over his.
"You can tell me anything."
She tried to smile at him, but neither of them were in the mood for it and it died quickly.She took her hand away to take a bandage and start working.
The silence was awful. Hero cleaning his wounds was such a torture that it felt like a cruel joke. He should end this.
"hero..."
Villain gently pushed her hand away from his cuts.
"I'll get off your back. I just... You can go rest and I promise I'll be gone tomorrow morning."
Hero froze. She stared at him speechless, lips trembling.
"Why?"
That was all she managed to say.
"I..."
I am reckless and impulsive, but I can deal with it as long as I'm the only one who suffers from the consequences.I don't want to continue to be a burden.I have risked your LIFE.
"I- just-..."
How is he supposed to say it? Or anything at his state?
"Just leave me, hero."
The silence felt even worse now.Hero stayed still, her hand griping a wet towel. When she finally got up, instea of walking away she placed her free hand over his.
"I would never leave you,"
She said then, Villain tried to fight the butterflies he felt.
"it's only fair. You would never leave me when I need you."
"I..."
"You never did."
She pressed on his hand, leaving no doubt about the sincerity in her voice.
"You came for me today, like you always did. You stood up against Supervillain."
That's what he did, perhaps, but even with that he managed to put her in danger.Hero got captured purposely, ready to go into Supervillain's lair alone to try and rescue her friends.But the moment he saw her held up, he forgot his fear of Supervillain.
By attacking him he brought the entire lair on them."I-"
"You wanted to help."
He... Well he did but...
"I would have done the same. You know that."
She would. Villain caught himself smiling. When he looked up and saw her brighter smile, he pressed joined their fingers. Being still tired and bruised and scared, he could only look at his Hero with loving eyes. Relief and relaxation visible on her face.
He wants to believe her words so bad
"I'll get you clean up, we'll rest for a bit, then think of the next step."
He nodded, hoping that she understood how much he's committed. They will heal. They will not be broken. They will save her team. Together.
Hero sat on the couch beside, getting comfortable as she leaned in and got back to bandaging. He missed her warmth in his hand but felt himself relax.
And now, finally, both of them managed to rest.
little ((bad)) something i wrote because insanity y’know. also I miss them.
“Cas, am I old?” Dean asks one day, looking towards the mirror, arms slouched along the sides, strays of grey hair muffled.
Cas - lying on the bed, bare torso, messy hair on top of his head - turns and looks at him questioningly.
Dean glances back at Cas through the mirror.
“What’s the matter?" Cas asks.
Dean’s firm lips hold a breath before answering. He lightly sighs, scratches his nape nervously and snorts “It’s— Nothing, ‘s just..nothing.”
“Dean” Cas says like he always does - fond, serious, apprehensive, loving- when Dean acts like that and Cas gets out of the bed, bedsheets slowly tracing and abandoning his body and hugs him from behind- bare torso, warm against dean - and places a soft kiss on the shoulder.
He glances at the mirror. Sees dean staring at his reflection.
“You are beautiful, Dean” Cas says. Plain and simple just because it’s true, just because he can say those things to Dean, just because Dean deserves to hear them. And Dean full on freezes. And Cas’ heart breaks a little.
When dean speaks again, his voice comes out in a rasp “’M turning 50 this year, Cas”
“That’s how birthdays work, Dean”
Dean elbows him softly but his voice is filled with a hint of laughter “You are spending too much time with Sam. Can’t handle two sarcastic-pain-in-the-ass nerds”
Cas huffs a laughter and kisses dean on the cheek. Dean’s body warm and soft against the cold air that fills the room.
“You turning 50 doesn’t determine your beauty, Dean. Or whatever it is you are concerned about now”
“Not concerned just— yeah, whatever”Dean snorts, still staring at his reflection. His right hand follows the outlines of his appearance, a grimace holding his lips.
“It’s just...My belly. Always had defined abs, you know and now it’s all soft”
Cas looks at him for a while, light sighs filling the room. Dean seems to tighten from his gaze.
“I love your belly, Dean” Cas slowly murmurs, locking eyes with the other man’s reflection. “I like putting my head there at night when we read in silence or when you put a movie on. One of those movies you love so much. I like to plant kisses there, seeing you blush under my displays of affection”
Dean remains silent for a moment, then: “I don’t blush”
Cas rolls his eyes, a gesture he has learned from watching human behavior and that finds pretty useful when dealing with the winchesters. A smile tugs his lips.
He kisses Dean’s collarbone -once, twice- and feels Dean leaning in the embrace.
“My hair.. I-“
Cas doesn’t miss a beat: “Few and little grey hairs at your sides, on the top and back of your head. I have them too and I think they suit you. It seems to mark your stay on earth, Dean. When a new one grows it’s like a confirm you are here and you are okay. That we are okay, are we, Dean?”
Cas knows the answer. Has known for a long time now.
It’s in the way they look at each other at night, intimate and vulnerable, fingers intertwined and legs dangling from the bed.
It’s in the mornings and the silence they mutually share, in the walk towards the kitchen, sometimes alone founding the other already there, cup of coffee in their hands and another ready for them to drink; sometimes together, grumpy and slightly tired and so in love.
It’s in Dean’s ever so green eyes looking at him with ease, in their fights from time to time that leave them angry and sad and confused, hands still holding the other’s, it’s in the nightmares and the caring and the memories and the hope. it’s in everything they are and in nothing less than that.
“Of course we are, dumbass” Dean says, rolling his eyes. Then:”My-“
“Dean” Cas states "Turn around”
And Dean does. And Cas kisses him while he talks-every part he can reach.
“You have little crinkles forming at your eyes when you smile now. I love them, I love seeing them because I love seeing you smile and laugh and grin just like you do. I like your softness, your hair, your belly, the freckles that seem to have increased, your strays of grey hair. I love the scars you have that are healing. I hate that you have them, that you had to go through such sufference, but you have them and it’s okay, Dean. It’s okay to have them and to be reminded of how strong you were. Of how strong you are. I love everything about what makes you feel older in a way because to me, it’s a sign that this, all of this, is real, that this is happening, that you are aging and living your life just like you deserve to, that you are safe and, hopefully, happy and serene. And that you feel loved- There’s nothing I want more than that, I hope you know it. And more, more than anything, Dean, your soul is beautiful. Pure light shining and glowing every time I look at you, and I know you are judging yourself from just your physicality- It’s something humans tend to do, but oh, dean if they.. if you could just see how incredible and pure and clean and wonderful you really are.... if you could just see yourself once, just once from my perspective, see how I see you, how I perceive you. I will spend everyday I get to have on this planet telling you just how beautiful you are, Dean, until you can finally realize the beauty you hold into your heart. You are beautiful, Dean. Still and always. Absolutely ethereal and I am so deeply in love with you”
If Dean sheds some tears, that’s nobody’s business, but Cas holds him tightly then and there and talks to him, softly traces his body murmuring praises and Dean breaks and breaks and breaks. But he is with Cas. He is safe. He can let himself break.
“Dean.. I- Me growing older, it’s okay for you isn’t it?”Cas asks at some point. Silence stretching between them.
“There was never one, there’s no one and there will never be one I’d rather growing older with than you, Cas”
“Plus" Dean adds, grinning “I love your grey hair. Makes you look like a dilf.”
“Dean”
*having dinner with Anakin and Obi-wan*
Y/N: The food is too cute, I just can't eat it!
Obi-wan:
Anakin: You're cute, but I'd still eat y-
Obi-wan: ONE DINNER
Y/N: *sighs* here we go again
Obi-wan: ONE NORMAL DINNER IS ALL I ASK!
Y/N: have you heard the joke about the gaslighter?
Miles: no....
Y/N: yeah, you have.
Miles: no i haven't.
Y/N: you've literally heard it already.
Miles: NO I HAVEN'T.
Y/N: yes, you have.
Miles: I DON'T KNOW IT?
Y/N: you're crazy.
Y/N:*bursts into room, starts panicking*
Anakin:
Anakin: what happened?!
Y/N: no one died.
Anakin: WHAT KIND OF AN ANSWER-
Y/N: do you trust me?
Liam: no.
Y/N: smart man-
Y/N: If karma won't fuck you, I will.
Liam: Is this a pickup line or a threat?
Y/N: Both.
*Anakin and Y/N arguing*
Y/N: Y’know what? Fuck you!
Anakin: I already did!
Y/N: …
Anakin: - and I did it real good!
Y/N: …
Anakin: …
Y/N: - you did.
Anakin: I have something to ask you.
Y/N: *looks at watch* uhm, we should hurry up, but, okay, Ani, sure go ahead.
Anakin: I’d like to know if you really, huh, like me
Y/N: …
Anakin: …
Y/N: Ani, we’ve been together for 7 years and we’re getting married in 10 minutes-
Y/N: Did you eat all the powdered sugar donuts?
Colby: *mouth full of donuts* No...
Y/N: Then what's that on your pants?
Colby: That's cocaine.
Y/N: *does something cute*
Colby, under his breath: I'm in love with you
Y/N: What was that?
Colby: I said I'M SELLING YOU TO THE ZOO
Colby: *sneezes*
y/n: *who is invisible* bless you
Colby: god?
911 Dispatcher: Hello 911, what’s your emergency?
Colby: Yes, Y/N has fainted and is bleeding from their nose.
911 Dispatcher: An ambulance is on its way, what were the events leading up to this?
Colby: …*mumbles*
911 Dispatcher: Sorry, could you please repeat that?
Colby: …I put on a maids dress-
Colby: *staring deadpan into the camera with a microphone in hand* And here you can see the endangered Y/N in their natural habitat.
Y/N: *falls down the stairs, spilling their cereal everywhere*
Colby: Natural selection is coming for this specimen.
Colby: truth or dare?
Y/N: *exasperated* truth
Colby: do you want to kiss me?
Y/N: dare.
Colby: *leans in* I dare you to kiss me.
Y/N: never have I ever-
Colby: ThAT’s NOt ThE gAMe
Can you do angsty romantic prompts/angsty love triangle prompts/bad timing angsty romantic prompts
angsty romance prompts as requested by anonymous
1. your eyes keep searching for theirs almost like it's automatic. maybe that's why you know that they're never looking at you, but at the girl sitting on the other far end of the room, sipping a drink.
2. your calendars are all marked; there's a big red circle around today's date. you're so ready for this, you've been preparing a week ahead - even went to their favourite book store to buy a book you know they've been eyeing for a while. the gift wrapped book sits neatly inside your bag, and you're skipping steps to see them as soon as you can—
you finally see them but they're not alone. oh. you've never seen them smile like that before. oh wow. you can't believe how gentle that smile looks framed by the sunset, but it's not for you. you turn around, and the gift bag digs into your skin from how tightly you're holding it.
3. you can do this. you can do this. you can do —
"hey," you finally begin before your mind shuts you up again. "I need to tell you something."
you know you have their attention, judging by their pursed lips and raised eyebrows. you feel like they're screaming the word "what?"
"um , it's— I like you."
you wish for a smile to grace their features but unfortunately for you, your wishes don't come true.
"I already knew," they say and it feels like someone stabbed you in the back.
"h-how long?" why didn't you say anything? why were you silent all this time? oh. ohh.
suddenly, everything makes sense. you don't need an answer to know that your feelings are not returned. you try a weak attempt at a smile, just so that you don't start crying on the spot.
4. "hey, I understand you love me, but you know that we need to settle on a place to live together, if we want to be together... right?"
"I know, I know, but I don't know what I'm going to do with my life yet! you have everything figured out, and I... I don't even know what I'm going to do tomorrow!!"
you feel the familiar feeling of your throat closing up again - you've had this conversation way too many times to know how it ends.
"I understand love, but we gotta at least make a plan right? at least try to?" you feel like you're pleading but you try and ignore it.
"is it so bad to just live in the present?" they ask and something in you snaps.
"so what? just so we can break up when I have to move back home? I can't stay here, my course gets over in a few months!!"
you hear just their breathing for a moment from the other end of the line. you wish things could be that peaceful.
"I don't plan my life like yours... I can't — it just makes me feel stuck."
you let silence fill the words you don't want to say, or the words you don't want to hear. you just don't know anymore.
5. "you know I still love you the same way I did before right?"
you sigh. this was hard for you too but they don't seem to get it.
"I know and I loved you too."
a pause. "I loved you. that's all you seem to say to me nowadays. that you don't love me anymore."
they don't need to know that you had to say it enough times to yourself to believe it.
"how can I trust you the same way again? after you broke my heart and gave me a year of radio silence, just to come back and claim that you love me again? please don't test me!"
only I know how those 365 days felt like an entire lifetime of endless pain.
thank you for being my first ask anon! i hope you like this :)
casually caring for someone (2) - a prompt list
one handing the other their jacket because they're feeling cold. "are you cold? here, take my jacket."
B's jacket looks too big on A, making them look more smaller than they are. 'they're adorable', B thinks. A looks at them a little cluelessly, struggling to wear it properly. B just sighs, fond, and helps them out.
A and B introducing each other to new experiences, making each other's lives more fulfilling. "here, I got this for you"; "do you want to go there with me?"
A knows B loves sweets so gets them sweets from their hometown and B looks like Christmas came early. "are all of these for me? you're the best!!" A just smiles fondly at them, nodding happily.
A and B go out with B's friend, who walks a little too quickly. A can't really keep up, but they try, not wanting to bring it up and make the third person feel uncomfortable. B notices, walks slower to match A's pace and gently alerts their friend - "hey C, can we walk a little slower?"
one invites the other over to an activity that they know they'll like, to cheer them up, make them smile or just to spend more time with them.
giving each other compliments that go beyond the surface/looks, choosing to compliment them about their personality. "I like the way you pour your heart into everything you do"; " i don't know what it is that you're doing, but keep doing what you're doing - just keep being yourself"; "I'm able to be myself with you and it feels nice."
one staying back after their lecture to wait for the other (and sometimes pretending that they weren't waiting for a long time, to not make the other feel guilty).
A wants to host B for a change because B does that for them all the time. They're seriously amazed and in awe of B's ability to host, that they become nervous when the time comes. "hey, relax, I came here for you, so you should just be yourself."
A and B hang out at a common friend's house, and B chooses to leave earlier than A. Before they go, they make sure to tell their friend, "please make sure A gets home early and safe."
A and B go to shop for some clothes, and A waits for B right outside the dressing room while they're trying on their clothes. When B comes out, a pleasant smile pulls on their lips to see A still waiting for them. "It's your turn now," B says, placing a gentle hand on A's shoulder, "I'll wait for you right here."
A considers themselves as a soft-spoken person, they don't really raise their voice and because of that, they often feel like they're not heard, or like they have to say something more than once to be heard. it makes them really insecure and they try to be louder, but it's still hard for them to do it most of the time. B always hears them though; reacts even when A calls out for them only once and it never fails to warm A's heart.
When A and B are part of group discussions, one always makes sure that the other is heard / has a chance to give their opinions. "Hey A, what do you think about this?"; "I think B hasn't had a chance to give their opinion yet".
(y'all really seemed to like this one a lot, so here's a part 2! I hope you'll enjoy this one too <3 thank you for all the love and support 💗)
when two people meet and they belong together on some level - a prompt list
again, this can be used for anyone - close friends, s/o, crushes. please feel free to change pronouns as you see fit :)
A and B are benchmates, and by the end of the lecture, they've managed to become more than strangers, and people with common interests. They exchange numbers - "can I have your full name?" "sure, but why?" "I just like to store the full names of people's contacts that I'm going to save."
A has never eaten out with their new friend before, so they're pretty nervous because they eat differently? compared to the locals. "i'm sorry, but can I eat with my hands? I just feel more comfortable doing it." B just smiles kindly at A, and A immediately feels at home, despite being miles away from it. "of course you can, please be comfortable!"
A introduces their cuisine to B and B absolutely loves it. "I can't believe I've never had this before!" "do you like it?" " of course! this is easily one of the best meals I've had in my life". Then they both grin at each other and continue to spend the upcoming hours in the restaurant, smiling, chatting away and having a jolly time. (the restaurant people are nice because they don't get kicked out xD)
A teaches B how to eat food from their cuisine and B follows obediently. A is so impressed by B's efforts, just looks at B with a fond smile while B is busy trying to eat the food correctly. "am I doing this right? can I eat this with both hands?"
B invites A over to their place for Halloween and A is so pleasantly surprised, that they can't believe it. "You're inviting me over? really?" "of course! I'd love to have you over if you'd like to come!" A later gets to know that B themselves was a transfer student who went to another country to study, so they can understand the feelings of an international student. A was just so touched and couldn't stop smiling.
It's A's first Halloween and B watches them smile and get excited about everything with a fond look on their face. A turns to them, almost shy, "um, i- I didn't really bring any Halloween clothes," and B has to try really hard to hold in their laugh because A was just being really cute right now. "I can help with that," - B finds a pair of cute purple socks and a headband for A to wear and A's excitement lights up B's entire evening.
"so, do you invite people often?" you seem to be a really good host." B, surprised, "ah, thank you for saying that, but actually, no, I don't." A smiles at the answer and they continue watching the movie playing on the tv, a comfortable distance between them, feeling warm despite the cold winds outside.
B watches A order their usual and smiles at them, "hot chocolate as usual?". A nods, happy with their favourite drink in hand. "What are you getting?" B points to their plate, "oh, just a plate of strawberry cheesecake, I really like these." A makes a mental note of it.
At the cafe again, weeks later, after class, "one hot chocolate and one strawberry cheesecake please!" B just stares at A, dumbfounded, "you remember!" "of course I do!"
"do you want to talk? I don't want to go home just yet." A and B walk over to a bench on their campus and proceed to talk into the evening until A had to catch a bus back home.
A spots a duck upside down in a pond and immediately texts B (who's absent that day) - "uhh, a duck is upside down and I'm worried about it." A doesn't know but B was wheezing while texting back, " that's normal don't worry, it's just feeding." A lets out a breath of relief, "thank goodness! I haven't seen a lot of ducks in my hometown." "I can tell."
A and B compare their hand sizes, after which B holds A's (much smaller) hand. "your hands are so small, no wonder you get cold easily!" A just smiles happily and holds B's hand tighter.
A and B spend the whole day together and then can't stop thinking about it after. "is it weird that I'm grinning, still thinking about how fun today was?" "no, because I'm still thinking about it too."
casually caring for someone - a prompt list
this can be for anyone - your crush, s/o, close friends. i hope you'll have fun with this!
A messaging B to wear layers first thing in the morning because they know that B never checks their weather forecast (and A obsessively checks it every day).
A and B have a study session together where B is already done with most of their work, but A is still looking all focused at their laptop, so B just pretends like they have more work to do while keeping an eye on A, in case A needs anything to be more comfortable.
Knowing that the other prefers hot/cold water and making sure to fill that in another bottle and giving it to them while you fill your own bottle.
You're having a picnic with your friends and you're in charge of buying the drinks, so you're at a grocery shop, scanning the aisles and you find a bottle of so-so that you know A really likes, so you pick it up for them, along with other general drinks for everyone else.
A and B go out to eat with their friends, and when they are leaving the restaurant, B forgets their jacket—deep in conversation with another friend. A picks it up for them, just as B turns back, searching for their jacket. "here you go" "thank you so much! i was just going to go and look for it"
A eats slowly and B knows that but they don't mind at all. B just finishes eating first and engages A by talking to them about something until A finishes eating their food.
B is scared of dogs so the moment they see a dog approaching them, they pull A in front of them like a shield. A just lets B do whatever they want because they're too busy cooing at the dog.
A invites B out to spend the day together because they've been a little worried about them recently. B hesitantly agrees, and by the end of the day, B ends up having so much fun that they both end up going home pretty late.
B is waiting for the bus to arrive so texts A in the mean time so as not to feel bored. "this street lamp looks so yellow!" A genuinely enjoys their randomness, so they of course indulge in it. "oh yeah? what kind of yellow?"
A knowing that B has a very low tolerance to the cold and asking them to go inside and not to wait with them for the bus to arrive. "please go in! you're going to catch a cold!" "it's okay, the app says it's just a few more minutes away."
(this is my first time trying to write prompts like these so i hope they're good! please tag me if you decide to use them :) )