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celestialwrites · 9 months

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can i request prompts for enemies except one of them has a crush on the other pls 🫶 its okay if you dont want to do it 💗

love this trope, ty for the request<3

enemies except one has a crush prompts ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

@celestialwrites for more!

♡ one giving the other a nickname to get under their skin but it secretly makes them blush.

♡ yelling at each other during an argument and one makes a flirty comment which makes the other blush.

♡ being forced to work together; both saying they don’t want too but one secretly loving it even though the other annoys them.

♡ learning their (coffee/tea/etc) order and getting it for them while the other asks if it’s poisoned before taking a sceptical sip.

♡ getting a text from the other asking if they got home safe even though they’re sworn enemies.

♡ one whispering a threat in the others ear but it just makes them blush at the closeness.

♡ yelling at each other in the rain, “if this was a rom-com we’d be kissing now.” [then they do]

♡ making fun of them for their favourite (movie/book/etc) then (watching/reading/etc) it because of them and ending up loving it.

♡ one gets in an accident and who’s there when they wake up in the hospital? their sworn enemy themself.

♡ likes to get the other mad just because they’d rather have the other hate them than not care about them at all.

♡ finds the other crying and while they’re supposed to hate each other they can’t help but run and comfort the other.

requests are open<3

#writers on tumblr #writers of tumblr #writing prompts #dialogue prompt #romance prompts #prompts #fluffy prompts #fluffy romance #domestic fluff #angst prompt #fluffy #fluff prompts #fluff romance #angst romance #writing prompt

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variant-nightwing16 · 8 months

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Warning: dead body | island of the slaughtered art

I’m feeling angsty today

#fanart #island of the slaughtered #iots noco #tdi cody #tdi noco #tdi noah #tdi fanart #island of the slaughtered art #Angst romance #angst #total drama #total drama island

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bloodyhauntedquartz · 2 years

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writing prompts - angst dialogue prompts (angst. angst romance. etc.) "I'm so mad at you. Actually no, I'm not mad. I'm really fucking disappointed." "Do. Not. Turn. This. On. Me." "Every single fight we've had, I still protect you to my friends. I don't love you any less. I'm just sick of us. Sometimes too much of a good thing can be a bad thing." "No matter the advice I give you, you seem to take it too late." "Please be safe... For the love of god, please be safe..." "I'm sick of my mum always being disappointed in me." "I'm sick of being the excuse." "Sometimes I forget how sad I am...and then when its dark outside and all the people I know are in bed....it hits me that I hate being here." "Hey, humans are social people, don't apologise for asking to hang out." "What happened before...to make you apologise now?" "You know how in movies about Victorian times...there's usually a grand party? Well, you know how when the dances happen its sort of the one time they can talk, I assume thats because people talking outside of the dance could raise rumours...well. You only talk to me while we're dancing. You're worried about what others would think...of me."

#writing prompts #writing inspiration #writing ideas #prompt list #prompt #angst prompts #angst romance prompts #romance prompts #angst romance #character dialogue #dialogue prompt #speech prompts

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tangerinesunflowerlove · 1 year

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Cinnamon girl

Synopsis : We once were together, kind of. But there's nothing left. My "goodbye forever" letter.

Genre : Angst

Warnings : slight nsfw references but very very subtle

Word count : 1,04 k

Published : May 2023

A/N : Inspired by the song Cinnamon Girl – Lana del Rey and by the argument between Laurie and Jo (just a sentence) in Little Women (2019’s film adaptation) -> Careful if you click on the link, you might be spoiled

I was at a bakery today. I was trying to decide which pastry I should buy when a cinnamon roll caught my eye. The light brown delicacy was as big as my fist and the sugar icing was dripping from the sides. The ground cinnamon on top shined like glitters under the artificial lights of the place.

I couldn’t help but be reminded of you, of your cinnamon chapstick and its taste on my teeth after your kisses. And when I thought this feeling of nostalgia couldn’t get deeper in my throat, I heard your laughter.

I first thought I was imagining it but I think I might be hated by the gods above. Because when I turned my head towards the sound, I saw you. You just walked in. You were glowing. You looked sun-kissed even though it was raining all week.

You didn’t notice me. Or if you did, you acted like you didn’t. You were smiling. Your cheekbones have never been this high, the dimples in your cheek were deeper than ever and your eyes were surrounded by friendly lines. You were looking at him like he was your entire world, like I once was.

While your eyes were filled with hearts, mine were filled with tears. My mind was flooded with memories of you. Of the softness of your skin, the heat of your body, the plumpness of your lips against mine.

I had to get out of here. So I ran, like always. I kept my head low as I was heading toward the door. Did you hear the bell ring when I exited the place ?

Back at home, I mechanically pulled paper and a pen out of my desk’s drawer. Now I’m writing you this letter. I know that you will never read it. I will never send it. I just have to write down my feelings. There’s things I want to say to you but I’ll just let you live.

Do you remember how we met ? I do. It is as clear as the sky on this day. I was in the park, reading, when you asked me the name of my book. Surprised, I answered hesitantly. We started talking like we hadn’t just met. I saw your gaze drop to my lips frequently, and I did the same. I ended up in your house, in your arms and that’s how my most wonderful nightmare started.

Through rose-colored glasses, we spend night after night together. Soon these sleepless times became morning, then lunch. And without noticing, I spent all my free time with you, in the cocoon that was your house.

Do you remember this one night, when we talked about my past ? I told you that if you hold me without hurting me, you’ll be the first who ever did. This night, you promised me you’ll never hurt me and I heard by the delicacy of your kiss on my head that you only wanted to love me.

Until this perfect little glass that separated us from the outside world shattered. You wanted more and too quickly. You wanted to call me yours, to scream it to the world. I wasn’t ready, I couldn’t put a label on us. Did we absolutely have to put a name on us ? I regret these times, when everything was perfect and simple.

What do you remember most about you and me ? I bet that at the top of all those memories, there’s this dreadful day, our last argument, our last conversation and your last words to me. I remember them too, very well. You told me, word for word :

“You can’t just show up at my door when you won’t let me put a toe in your house. You can’t just kiss me and act like we don’t know each other when you’re out. I love you, you know I’ll never hurt you purposely but I can’t be the only one trying to make whatever we have work. We can’t sneak out and share moments in a closet and then go on like nothing happened, not anymore. I’m tired of acting like I don’t know you. I want to take you out, to pick you up when you need, to put my hand on your waist, to kiss you anytime and anywhere. I want the world to know that I love you.

I stopped eating strawberries because you didn’t like the taste on my lips when we kissed. I stopped smoking because the smell made you want to throw up. I gave up everything you didn’t like, and I’m happy I did. But I need to know where we are going, what this relationship is. I can't go on without telling you this.”

And I just stood there, wordless, not knowing what to do. I left and you didn’t chase after me.

I know I was wrong. I kept you at arms length but out of the way of my heart. Close enough to let you graze me but also far enough for me to not get attached and hurt.

Do you regret meeting me ? I hurt you, badly. I truly am sorry. But if I could do it again, I’ll meet you. You showed me what it was like to be loved unconditionally, healthily.

Time will heal everything there is to heal. While waiting for it to do that, I can now just look at you from afar. I truly wish you happiness because that’s what love makes you do, you taught it to me.

I know it's too late to say it but I love you. I do, I sincerely do but deep down, we both know I’m not the one, not your one and only. We don’t want the same things in life. I miss you. I think a part of me always will. But thank you for everything you taught me, thank you for everything you are.

The flames are consuming the paper. Each word is erased, one by one. While watching the letter burn, I can now just hope that my feelings burn at the same time. I wonder if it’s better to have an ice-cold heart or ashes of it.

#angst prompt #sad #lana del rey #cinnamon girl #argument #x reader #oneshot #gender neutral reader #angst #breakup #heartbreak #short story #gn reader #reader insert #angst romance

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devtheratwrites · 1 year

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Angst sentences from my Dys/Amp (OC) drabble that I ADORE

"What was once beautiful words and a promise of "friends forever," left a grotesque feeling on Amphibian's tongue, like he had spoken something taboo." "....their own yearnings to belong that it blossomed into this beautifully hideous divide that tore them apart." "Judgement lapsed and heart removed," "...and all he can do is nod his head in a solemn greeting that speaks a million of the wrong words."

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mobius-m-mobius · 6 months

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#the Nowhere Man who waits and the God of Stories who watches

#mobius #loki #lokius #mcuedit #lokiedit #marveledit #loki spoilers #owen wilson #tom hiddleston #owenwilsonedit #marvel #dianagifs #😩😭#what... in the most tragic of romances did i just witness #gotta rewatch tomorrow but cannot BELIEVE how okay i am with everything atm???#their story clearly isn't done their burden is obviously going on without each other and they exist fundamentally connected #they've lost everything but being able to see mobius every step of the way is enough for loki to make the sacrifice #and mobius left for his timeline with no other purpose than to make sure loki could do just that #now they're lost without each other?? the only thing mobius can do is exist for a moment in loki's creation i'm UNWELL #god this is the star crossed angst that's gonna keep me going for the rest of my LIFE they're my everything #loki s2 spoilers

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stars-and-clouds · 7 months

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HE DIDN'T WANT TO LET GO HE DIDN'T WANT TO LET GO HE DIDN'T WANT TO LET GO!!! -screams-

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urfriendlywriter · 7 months

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How to write angst ?

@urfriendlywriter | req by @everynowandthenihaveacrisis @aidyaiden :)

know your character. from their deepest fears to what they cherish the most. know your deepest fear, ask yourself how you will react and feel at that moment. "oh shit, if this happened to me I'll lose my mind" what's that type of scenario for you? write it. :)

decide on the type of angst you are going for!

major, minor, physical, emotional, paranormal, spiritual, verbal, abusive, quarrel, misunderstanding, etc.

and then, decide on--what reaction you can take out of your character by doing what to them.

are they gonna be, held at a gunpoint to give something up? or have their soul wrecked by whom they thought were close to them? or is it going be horror, or etctec, decide on it.

moving on to actually writing it-

Tip 1 - Use sensory details.

her eyes brimmed with tears

his chest heaved

pain clawed at his heart, as his face twisted with hurt

his scream pierced my heart

her lips quivered

she dug her nails into her palms (to distract herself, to stop it from shaking, etc)

show what is happening to ur MC, instead of telling it.

Tip 2 - how to actually write it.

If they're panicking, make them notice too many things at once, show every detail that they're seeing, feeling, from touch, to that burning sensation on their eyes, the blood on the ground, that dryness of their throat, the buzzing in their head and their parted lips unable to trust their own sight, and--and, boom! have them register that they're really really in trouble. and that they've to act fast.

use short, very minimal type of writing for this. make it long, but not long enough that it feels like it's being dragged.

the readers should hold themselves back from skimming the page out of curiousity, they should be in their toes to find out what happens next.

what does your MC do in times of panic? do they chant calm down to themselves, do they get angry, or start crying.. or?? what makes your character genuinely feel an emotion so hard that they'll burst?

there's always something, someone that'll always give them love and easily can be that something or someone to take it away. yk.

Tip 3 - crying.

what is close to your character that u can deprive them of? will it make them cry? beg for it?

what will make ur character cry so hard, that their scream fills everyone's ear, stays in their minds like ghosts and always haunts them?

make a character who never cries, burst out with tears.

while writing crying, focus on the 5 senses, one after the other.

focus it on their breath, make them run out of breath, gasp for air, feel like they're being choked, cry so scrutinizingly. it shud punch the reader's gut.

have them replay what had just happened over and over again in their head

best books and writing styles (for angst) to analyse and learn from (in my opinion);

3rd book in the AGGTM series (yk it hit hard like a truck. it got me depressed in bed the entire time lmao)

Five Survive by Holly Jackson. The moments of red outside of the truck, and moments leading to it.

there's this book called " Warm by @untalentedwriter127 " in wattpad. the author served angst for breakfast, lunch anddd dinner.

and if there's more angsty ones, drop em in the comments! :)

Hope this helps, tag me when yall write a masterpiece! ;)

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novelbear · 3 months

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"i take it back, i'm sorry"- reactions to making someone cry

prompt list by @novelbear | cw for some very slight cursing!

"are you crying?"

"no, don't do that wait-"

"oh, stop with the tears.."

"i didn't mean it like that, hold on."

"was it something i said?"

"shit, no, that's not what i meant."

"oh, honey."

"there you go, let it out."

"suck it up."

"this was supposed to make you happy!"

"aw, don't cry sweetheart..."

[giving them a panicked hug] "no, no, no, no!"

"i should have stopped, i'm sorry..."

"what? what now?"

"you're so emotional. it's cute."

"good. now you know what it's like."

"how can i make this up to you?"

"i didn't mean to make you upset, you know."

"oh come on, it was a joke!"

"you always do this. making me look like the bad guy."

"my poor baby, i'm so sorry."

"did i scare you? sweetheart..."

"i mean i knew you'd like the gift but not this much..."

"ice cream? a movie? hugs? what do you want? name anything."

"why do you act like you're the only one with feelings? how do you think i feel?"

#otp prompts #writing prompts #imagine your otp #otp writing #writeblr #prompt list #otp #fluff prompts #romance prompts #angst prompts #angst #dialogue list #dialogue prompts #request

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euthymiaaa · 5 months

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— longing for someone prompts ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡

im bathing in angst rn, enjoy!

them haunting your mind constantly, but are you even in theirs?

unconciously searching for them wherever, whenever

itching to text them, yet the guilt of pestering them hits

your stomach being on edge whenever you see someone who has a similar figure to theirs

regularly scouring their social media for any updates

them acting so sweetly which turns out to just be a cruel dream

envy creeping up your throat whenever other people hangout with them

taking them off your mind by hanging out with your friends, just for you to only see bits of their personality in your friends

weeping frustruatedly on your knees because you can't stop recalling your memories with them

surrendering to your insecurities; perhaps they truly are better off without you

hopelessly persuading yourself that you were able to go on with life before knowing them, so you can definitely do it after they left

urging the universe to see them one last time before letting them go (it never happens anyways)

"if anyone is listening, please let our paths intertwine again before the day I take my last breath"

#imagine your otp #otp prompts #dialogue prompt #otp ideas #romance prompts #writing scenarios #angst dialogue #light angst #missing someone prompts #angst prompts #writing prompts #wow i was really feeling myself with this one #idk if this is platonic or romantic rip #breakup prompts #heartbreak prompts

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linecoveredinjellyfish · 2 years

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my favorite romance trope is like. you dont want to hurt me but i am asking you to hurt me. i need you to stab me. i need you to hit me. i need you to carve this out of me. i need you to cut something off of me. this will hurt both of us in incredible ways. yours are the only hands i trust enough to weild this knife. you do not want to hurt me. i am asking you to hurt me.

#romance tropes #fic tropes #jonmartin #because of course this is at least partially about them #it is very late and i have Feelings #angst trope #it speaks!

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variant-nightwing16 · 7 months

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The SW novels being used as fanfics for the galaxy to read, everyone being too invested in these novels to fight anymore because they wanna know what happens next between “Ben” and his Padawan “Vader”

Obi-Wan and Anakin don’t even know they exist, to busy with either missions, themselves, and training Ahsoka together.

Some people start noticing the similarities between Obi-Wan and Anakin to the characters, it’s not like their theories aren’t necessarily unjustified either.

they notice Anakin’s weird staring, notice his possessive tendencies when others flirt with Obi-Wan, notice that he continues to stand way to close.

They also notice Obi-Wan’s longing looks, his love filled eyes on his ex-Padawan whenever they’re together, his sadness whenever Anakin is with Senator Amidala.

They notice it all, and it breaks they’re hearts because one of the lines “Ben” says is that he’s destined for infinite sadness and now they can see why he said that.

#obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #star wars #obikin #darth vader #vaderwan #writing prompt #star wars novels #novels used as fanfiction #fanfic #ahsoka tano #padmé amidala #angst romance

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writing-fanics · 3 months

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don’t mess with the devil

Part ii

Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

[warning: angst: mentions of death: death?]

Your movements became sluggish. The wound on your side bleeding more and more with each movement, and swing of your angelic weapon. “Can’t even hold a weapon.” Adam mocked, as she glared at him. Already tired and she looked down at her wound. “Who would’ve thought a fucking human, making a deal with the devil.”

“Was it for dick? It was for dick wasn’t it?” Adam laughed, and mocked. You let out a battle cry flying towards him.

You screamed in pain, as the yellow light shot right through your wing. Your wings started going weak, as you struggled to keep up with Adam’s attacks. He laughed and cackled, taking enjoyment in your struggle.

“Where’s your little boyfriend huh?” He mocked, as more and more yellow shots kept hitting your body. Until you could barely keep your body up, “awe, is he not coming to scared to show his fa-”a fist punched, Adam in the face. Causing him to let go of your chin, but you didn’t fall instead.

A pair of familiar arms held you, “I’m so sorry, I couldn’t be here sooner,” said Lucifer, as he nuzzled his head against his partner. Then lifted his head and glared at Adam, eyes fuming with rage.

“Sorry, for being so stubborn.” You mumbled, knowing this was the reason he didn’t want you to fight. Even though, he gave you some of his powers. You were still a human. He nuzzled, his head against yours once more. “It’s okay,” He said, as he landed on the rooftop.

He handed you off to Charlie, his daughter taking your injured body into her arms. She looked down at you worriedly, as you took shallow breaths. Your face battered cuts and bruises covered your face, and your right eye was swollen. Landing on the rooftop, walking towards Adam.

“Huh? Okay? Seriously?” Adam panted, as he stood up slowly. “How many of you freaks do I have to fight?!” He shouted, glaring at them.

Lucifer rolled up his sleeves, as he walked towards Adam. “Oh, I’m the only one that matters.” said Lucifer, as he looked up at Adam angrily.

“See, you messed with my daughter and my partner.” his eyes burning with rage. “and now I’m toning to fuck you!” he shouted, and everyone went silent as they stared at him dumbfounded.

Charlie leaned over, “It’s fuck you up dad?” Charlie whispered, and he looked confused as he raised his eyebrow, “Wait what did I say?” He said, and then Adam flew towards him sending them both into a wall. But Lucifer transformed into a white snake.

You could barely keep your eyes open, as the pain became worse. You didn’t know how much blood you were losing, but knew it was a lot. You were just a mere human, a human who fell in love with the king of hell. Him inevitably giving you some of his power in an act of love.

Your memories of how you ended up in Hell, a blur. You still figuring out a way to at least see your family again. But now that seemed to be in vain. You wondered if this was how it was going to end for you. You wondered, what would happen to you a human dying in hell?

Would you be dead forever no second life? Or would you just enter purgatory?

“So, this is what you’ve been up to since Eden?” said Lucifer, taunting him.

“Gotta say, you really let yourself go buddy.” He said, as he taunted Adam.

Adam laughs, as he grabbed Lucifer by the tail. “You judgin’ me?” He shouted angrily, as he tried to throw him. But he transformed again, this time into a duck. “You’re the most hated being in all of creation.” Adam shouted, angrily looking at him.

“Well, your first wife didn’t seem to hate what I had to offer.” said Lucifer, as he made a V shape with his fingers and dragged it downward from his mouth.

“or the second.” He said looking Adam straight in the face, “Bow-chicka-wow-wow.” He said, as he backed away making a thrusting motion with his hips. Adam lunched at him, and Lucifer transformed into a horse. Kicking him around, “I’ll fuckin’ end you!!” Adam shouted.

Your vision started to blur, as you leaned your head against the wall You didn’t want to die not like this, not without seeing your parents again. Wondering if they’re worried about their missing child, who they haven’t seen in almost a year.

You’ve been stuck in Hell for that long. Lucifer and You, still figuring out a way to get you back. But you always promised that you’d stay in Hell with him, and visit your friends and family once in a while.

Maybe this was to be your fate, dying in Hell. Where would your soul go? You couldn’t imagine the heartbreak your death would bring to both, Charlie and Lucifer. You couldn’t bear the thought of seeing them cry, you’ve grown to love them so much. Seeing Charlie as a child of your own.

Lucifer your partner. The best thing to ever come out of being trapped in Hell. He was so kind and caring, when he found out about your situation. Wanting to help you anyway he could, which led him to falling in love. How his heart swelled whenever you smiled at him, turning his cheeks red.

How seeing you cry made his heartache, knowing you missed your family and friends back on earth. How when that ‘Red Bastard’ at the Hazbin Hotel, took your hand and kissed him while staring mockingly at Lucifer. Boiled his blood.

A smiled grew across your lips, as you grew tired. You were too tired to even notice the beam of light, heading straight towards the hotel. Towards you. Everything went dark.

Y/n?

Y/n!

who’s calling my name?

#lucifer x reader #lucifer morningstar x reader #Hazbin hotel x reader #lucifer hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar #lucifer imagine #Hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lucifer #x reader #fanfic #angst #headcanons #romance #Hazbin hotel x you

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bloodyhauntedquartz · 2 years

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"all i wanted to say was that i fucking love you, it should be obvious that its not important to say. its the only thing i'm ever going to say thats not important. me saying that i love you doesn't mean i'm unhappy, or that, idk, i miss you with my whole heart (which i do but meh), i'm very happy, i've been hanging out with friends, i've finally started a group sketchbook, i'm doing photography again and i'm taking it serious. i found hobbies to fill time that i've gained since i stopped hanging out with you. i'm really happy. but i still love you. and that isn't dumb, actually. its vulnerability, and i trust you, even if i shouldn't, because you've always been nice to me. you're chill. and i love you. so. yeah."

#romance #sad romance #angst #angst romance #i love you #does i love you mean anything to you

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thewriterg · 7 months

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𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰

pairing(s); simon riley x fem!reader, reader x toxic family

summary; You tried to keep it together to keep him away from it to not get attached but it only take one situation for you to come crumbling down reaching out to simon for comfort —angstober day;14—

word count; 900+

warning(s); age gap, sweetheart is her/your own warning, thinking college student reader so like early twenties and simon is about mid to late forties, arguments, crying, angst, kisses, pet names, mention of violence, simon abt to risk it all, and language

playlist; nothings new by rio romeo

A/n:—GIFs; @astrolux111 & @silenthqll— GIF does not determine race

Simon was up it didn’t take much to wake him and when he heard the footsteps approaching his flat front door he was up the handgun from his scratched wooden nightstand that he’d bought off some older man who he was sure had passed to the unknown by now

The rough knocks on his door frame were demanding and rushed as if the person behind the wood was on time crunch he approached the door the firearm clutched in his hand his finger taking no time to rest on the trigger his hand was on the nob before he swung the door open his eyebrows furrowing not expecting to see what was in his line of sight

Your eyes were red and puffy tear streaks stringing your face your hair out of place as well as your shifted clothes Simon swiftly setting down his defense on standing table next to his door grabbing your arm to bring you into the shelter of his home he checks over your body to find nothing alarming but the soaking wet clothes clinging to your body

“S-simon” Is all you can get out as your body racked with sobs you shoulders hunched and he wraps an arm around you littered with tattoos your face hidden in his chest covered by the cotton tshirt that was a little small on him your cold wet clothes transferring onto his as shushes you slowly moving you into his bedroom sitting you on his mattress slipping your drenched shirt over your head as you sniffle your head throbbing from the continuous tears and energy spent you didn’t realize you were dressed in dry attire until you were getting picked up and suddenly the weighed down fabric wasn’t overwhelming you anymore your legs wraps around the blondes torso lying your head on his shoulder you body still shivering as you felt yourself dip onto his worn mattress rubbing his hands down your goosebump covered arms

“Come on love what’s the matter with my sweet girl, hmm? Tell Si what’s the matter” Something triggers in you causing more streams of tears to fall down your face and you try to speak choking out incoherent words and sniffles simon rubs a hand over your hair pressing a kiss your forehead his brain screaming at him to to go punch the nearest punk out on the street because there has to be something, something major to keep you acting this way

“I don’t want you to leave me” You body wracks you chest feels like it’s gonna cave any minute you feel like your airway you’ll be cut off and your sound will be free from your body

“Sweetheart it’s gonna take more than a few tears to get rid of me, matter of fact you won’t be able to you understand?” You nod your head before your spewing everything weighing your chest down to the floor about you family and how they make you feel more down then you’d ever been without meaning to the situation I particular causing your weaker construction to tip over and collapse your siblings couldn’t keep their hands out of your things and this time it had did it you’d been saving for a new laptop for class it cost more than you liked to admit and your sister god you loved her but she was at the age where she couldn’t keep her hands off of thing your things to be exact and long story short your laptop was broken in your sisters hands you berated her scolded her it was the least you could do for the trouble she caused you

When your parents arrived home you expected them to finish the job rip your sister a new one she ran into your father arms rambling of how mean and what a monster you are and even after you told your parents about what she had done she’s barely get a slap on the wrist you were older you shouldn’t yell at the younger ones defending your honor and standing your ground got you yelled at a stinging mark on your cheek

“My h-head hurts” You whimpered after a moment of silence and it was true you didn’t know how long you’ve been crying for and your head felt like it was going to explode Simon sets you down on the mattress briefly your head still spinning and pounding in your ears he leaves and returns again two pain killers that look like a spec of nothing in his palm he sets and on your cheek gently prying your jaw open setting the drugs on your tongue before you swallow the he praises you for it and your realize how much of a all time low you are

“Come on sweetheart no more tears you know it’ll make it worse” This time you’re not sobbing from the pain your chest but rather the pain your head hiccups slipping from your lips falling apart in his grasp and he held you like he always will and as he always had

He’d glue all your broke pieces back together

NEW; sweetheart and simon headcanons

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me-writes-prompts · 2 months

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-:“Can we please just talk?” Post argument make-up talk prompts:-

(You know who needs this? YOU KNOW WHO NEEDS THIS?! AZIRAPHALE AND CROWLEY! *sobs*)

By @me-writes-prompts

"Look, I'm really sorry for shouting at you. I just...I just lost control. But it wasn't your fault, it was me. Please forgive me?"

"We really shouldn't have fought over a piece of dumpling, don't you think so?" "Yeah, that was rather a vague topic to argue over." (Vmin, anyone?)

"I'm really sorry, I wasn't in the right mind and vent it out on you."

"Are you still mad at me? I mean, it's okay if you are. I'm mad at myself, too."

"Can we talk?" "Yeah, yeah. Let's do that."

"I didn't mean to say you're not enough, okay? Because you are, but I am not. I am not enough to appreciate a person like you."

"I really wasn't thinking straight, now was I? I'm sorry. You shouldn't have to put up with my shit. I'll be better for you."

"Are you calm now?" "Yeah, sorry. Needed to take a time out."

Kissing as apologizing but then also expressing it in words.

Angry cuddles, because they are cold. Definitely not because they want the warmth their partner provides.

"That was a really silly argument we had last night, right?" “Hmm, yet we couldn’t stop the topic.” They try to joke.

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