I WOULD DO THIS. I NEED PROMPTS BADLY. AND THIS IS FUCKING GOOD.
five word prompts
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
"can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
"just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
"really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
"zero fucks given. next please.”
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Toy Bunny!Kylo & Baby Hux
-“I am General Hux! This toy bunny is my property! I shall name him Kylo.”
-He’s so soft and fluffy, like a dreaming cloud. Hux hugged him tighter and fell asleep again. In his dream the bunny hopped so high that it took him straight to the outer space. Hux loved dreaming about the space and stars. Hux knew he would be there one day, and he had been there thousands of times in his sleep. There floating a huge furry bunny, ears like wings, shoulders broad as deck, a dream fleet followed him, and Kylo the bunny was his own ship. A big, bunny ship for Hux himself. The crew(another bunny, of course) offered him a nice sweet. He licked and ate it.
Hux bit his bunny’s nose again in his sleep.
-“Kylo is in a mess, I order you to clean it at once!” Hux demanded.
The bunny rotated and rotated in the washing machine. Look, he’s in space again. He’s floating silently. My bunny is a real astronaunt. My bunny can take me to the space. He would.
-Kylo came back from space again, all wet and with a slight smell of Tide. He was hanging on the clothesline as if he was playing on a swing.
“I wanna play on the swing too Kylo,” said Hux, “Will you take me to the space?”
“Yes, you will.” Said Hux, looking up to the sky. The space is there, he thought, it’s waiting for a general.
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-Such a cutie, he thought. A cutie flooded himself with mint tea and cat-pattern pullovers. He must taste like mint chocolate, the top-brand one, sweet and refreshing, like a new cigarette taken from a new cigarette case. A true little precious punk boy.
-A pink-headed weirdo? He thought. I don't like this guy, I hate his hair most- pink hair, like sticky marshmallows, melting toppings on ice-creams, a pre-chewed bubblegum, anyway stuff like that...uh! I hate him.
*idk what im writing probably trash*
Pink hair Hux and mint green Kylo.
Well this pink hair Hux is a little bit different from the Blue Milkshake version. He looks like a gangsta. so I decide to call him pink hair BAMF Hux LOL
And the idea of Mint green Kylo comes from by the vaporwave music I was listening to
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-Oh sweet, dear Mr. Hux, pink-haired Mr. Hux, you taste like just at the right sweetness to be a perfect villian.
I know there’s an au about it.
No matter what that is, my trash is not relevant to it.
One of the kylux authors I like is very fond of pink!Hux.
These are for her and her lovely work.
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-They gathered occasionally; they drank, but drinking wasn’t the best part. Chatting was. Finn, Rey and Poe treasured these little pastimes.
-“I have nothing to write on,” Rey filled her glass again, “Recently. (She made a little halt.) But I believe there shall be more events for me to cover.” “Surely there will be,” Finn said, “Look around you: Posters everywhere.” “It’s lucky that we could sit together like this in the Resistance.” replied Poe.
-“Poe,” asked Rey all of a sudden, and she pat him on the shoulder gently. “Ever heard from Ben? I haven’t seen him for ages.”
“You mean Ben Solo if I’m not mistaken. No, hmm, no.”
That is the first question they asked about Ben.
So here comes The Resistance in Middle Class Family au
Rey is a talented uni school student major in journalism. She is a feminist with a great sense of justice and also participates in Civil Rights Movement actively.Dreaming of becoming a great journalist someday in the future, she is quite studious and always carries a notebook and a pen with her so that she can take notes anywhere and anytime. Seldom does she wear dresses because wearing a pair of trousers are more convenient for her to move around. Rey is Ben’s distant relative and she had met Ben several times when they were both child.
Finn is a young driver who is fond of literature. He wants to become a writer. However he could not even finish his middle school education because of poverty. Finn’s parents died of a factory accident when he was a baby so He was brought up by his old granny. Being a poor black kid, life is definitely unfair for Finn at that time. But he always keeps optimistic and began to teach himself from the age of 15.
Poe is a photographer and he works for himself.He dropped out of high school (Poe and Ben were classmates then) and joined the air force in his teens.Later retiring due to injury, Poe began to go freelance. He is a few years older than Rey and Finn actually, but you can hardly tell. Like Rey and Finn, he is also a activist of civil rights movements. He is a trendier, and a bisexual too.
They are all regular costumers of a little cheap bar called The Resistance and gradually became best friends. Forget to mention, together they can kill the dance party.
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