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prompt-heaven · 6 months

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some reactions to a love confession

"..."

"...what?"

"What? Are you serious? Right now of all places, you really think it's the time to just blurt something like that out? You fucking-, urghh...."

"Wait, what?"

"...oh."

"Cut the bullshit, what do you really want? Because you should damn well know by now that kind of talk doesn't work on me."

"Excuse me?" *fucking clutching my pearls*

"Oh, no..."

"No, please don't. Please don't do this."

"Please stop saying that."

"Just don't."

slap them.

"I hate you."

"I hate you." (affectionately)

"No you don't. I know you may think you do, but you don't, not really."

"Okay."

"...okay..."

"Oh, okay.... uh.... look, I care about you too, so much, but just not like that. I'm really sorry."

"Alright. Tell me again when you finally mean it."

"Tell me again when we make it out of here alive."

"Ah, sure you do."

"I thought I was always just a friend in your eyes..."

"Since when?"

"I had no idea... why did you never tell me before?"

"I'm sorry, I can't... I want to, but I can't..."

just kiss them instead of finding the words.

kiss them as soon as they confess and thereby shut up whatever else they wanted to say.

"Took you long enough."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"I love you more."

"Ditto."

"I know."

start tearing up.

start full on crying.

start crying happy tears.

start crying angry/confused/frustrated tears.

"Shut up."

"Shut up." (affectionately)

"Seriously?" (hello early seasons of grey's anatomy with all of the seriously's ♡)

"Say it again."

"Oh my god, it all makes so much sense now!"

start giggling uncontrollably.

start laughing uncontrollably.

goes nonverbal.

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urfriendlywriter · 2 years

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soft gestures between friends turning lovers:

(feel free to use <3 tag meeee do i even need to ask?? the 3rd and 4th one from the last! omg taggmee)

fluttering gazes at their lips

subtle glances and almost immediately looking away

shyly holding their hand and putting them in your pocket for warmth. yes pls

stuttering when you're too close to them

supporting them through everything

pretending to be their date for an event

dancing with them and every where they touch, feels like its being ignited

feeling safer in their arms :)

when they say they feel safe in your embrace *.♡｡✰♡｡

lingering glances

feeling out of breath whenever you look at them

hugs feel a lot more intimate between the two of you

defending them in their absence

kissing their forehead/cheek while wishing good-night

"please say it" (can u hear my heart tearing)

instead of asking you out on a date, they end up at your doorstep with a big ass bouquet, a cheeky smile and a handwritten letter!!!

when they hesitate to kiss because it'll change everything but you pull them in without a second thought

from feeling surreal at the thought of waking up beside them to actual doing so, and being smothered by their love

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pookie-and-cereal · 10 months

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Random Dialogue +Prompts

Thank you so much for over 200 followers 😭🫶🏽

"Let’s just clarify, I don’t like you," "you’re holding my hand," "T-That’s— different!"

"I hate myself," "I love you though…" "I hate myself a little less,"

"Stop smirking! We’re in the middle of an argument!"

"Could you stop playing the same song over and over again?!"

"You’re an asshole," "But you love me,"

"Are you crying—?" "NO," "Ok. Alright, you’re not crying. But let me at least hug you,"

"I don’t wanna sound possessive, but— remember, you’re not with that asshole anymore. You belong to me. Understand?"

"So this was all a set up? You weren’t really in a relationship?! AM I REALLY THAT BLIND???"

(They’re drunk) "I love you," "As in a friend right-?" "Bitch, what the fuck. We’re dating!"

"I don’t wanna talk about it," "Ok. If you’re not comfortable sharing. That’s okay, if you don’t want me to be clingy right now, that’s okay too,"

"Fuck this shit! This! This belongs to me! And only me!"

"I can’t believe you were with that person, for three years,"

"I love you," "You don’t need to say that every time we see each other," "I know. But, I’m scared that one day if I won’t, you’ll die without hearing me say I love you!"

"Stop hugging me," "I can’t hear you~" "If you don’t stop hugging me, I’ll make sure you won’t be able to use your hands again,"

"Awe~ are you angry? It seems like you’re angry," "Yeah I’m angry! You know why? Because of your stupid smile and stupid life intervened into mine!"

"Stop moving," "Why..? Oh—"

"Let’s just stop pretending we think of each other as friends,"

"Stop whispering into my ear!" "But— that’s my only way of seducing you!" "WHAAAAT?!"

"Sly fox, dumb bunny" "Hmm. More like, dumb fox, sly bunny,"

"What?" "What, what?" "You’re looking at me weird," "I’m not!" "Uh huh,"

"Uh— hehe, this an awkward situation. Isn’t it?"

"I love you, but, I’m not just going to ignore the fact that you’re trying to seduce me,"

"Now, where were we? Ah, yes. Lay down for me darling,"

"Stop looking at me like that!"

"I don’t want to be alone, don’t leave me!"

"Were you— just—" "NO, what made you think that!?"

"Get off of me"

"Stop breathing into my ear!"

"Why are you sweating?" "I— uh," "Need some help?" "Maybe?"

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egirlkelly69 · 2 years

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Comfort and reassurance ➵ a dialogue prompt list

➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵➵♡➵♡➵

❝I'm not going anywhere,❞

❝I want you, and I'll be here for you no matter what it is you need.❞

❝I trust you more than anyone else,❞

❝You don't have to pretend, not with me, ever.❞

❝Your enough, you're always enough.❞

❝I can't imagine a world in which I don't adore you.❞

❝I'm all yours,❞

❝You have my full attention,❞

❝Who cares what they all think,❞

❝You make me feel alive,❞

➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵♡➵➵♡➵♡➵

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error-404-code9 · 2 years

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Something about Character A, who’s had a hard life, learned to trust no one except for themselves and overall just doesn’t feel worthy of love, meeting Character B, who has no sense of personal space.

B, who hits people when they laugh, cackling and tapping A says “oh sorry” and A goes, “no, you’re fine.”

B, who slams a high-five into A’s hand and shouts, “That was awesome! You were so good! I can’t believe you did that” And A just looks down and smiles, “thank you, thank you.”

A, who sees B just laughing and talking with the bad guy,unknowingly, and has to slowly drag B away from them

When B’s friends tell them that their being obnoxious and making people uncomfortable, B stops being so loud and affectionate. But A has none of it. B walks past A and they’re like “Ayo what the fuck? Where’s my hug?” Like genuinely offended.

B tells A what they were told and A is like “oh okay so they have a death wish. Well let’s go have a chat with your ‘friends’”

It’s pretty common AND YET I EAT IT UP EVERYTIME.

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its-paperd · 1 year

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“There’s nothing you could’ve done.”

heheheh angst >:)

[ beware angst below, ship: horrordust because yes ]

" There's nothing you could've done. "

Horror looked at the dust particles flying away from his partner. He clutched him in the best he could, HOPING that it was just a bad dream. That he would wake up and was still in bed with his honeybun.

A brittle hand touched his skull.

" I'm sorry, H. But it was bound to happen. "

And with a heave of a sigh, Dust disintegrated, leaving a pile of ashes in Horror's arms.

He screamed at the the world, the multiverse.

Has his sins finally consumed him?

#✨ written paper'd #hurt/comfort dialouge prompts #horrordust #horror x dust #you didn't specify anything so i went with this pair #cause i like them #ehehe <3

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good-heckin-prompts · 1 year

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Found Family Dialogue

“I know that it’s hard to believe, but you’re safe now. I promise.”

“I wish you believed in yourself as much as I believe in you. Because you are so, so much stronger than you think.”

“I’m... I’m sorry-” “No. It’s okay. You’re here now, and that’s what matters.”

“It feels so strange to have people actually worry about me.”

“I’m so glad we met each other. I... really needed this.”

“I... really forgot there was good in the world, huh?”

#writing prompt #writing #dialogue inspiration #dialouge #dialogue snippet #dialogue prompt #found family #writing inspo #prompt #hurt/comfort

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selfishlyinlove · 2 years

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“.. i love you , i love you enough to walk away from you, because i know this isn’t going anywhere , this will only make us hurt each other the most , we might start to hate each other , i .. i don’t think this is good for us”

“why? why is it always YOU. YOU love me. YOU walking out on us. YOU assuming this isn’t ending well. YOU thinking this will make us hurt each other. where am i? what about my feelings? do they not matter? why is it always you and me and never us? why?”

#love #writing #writing prompts #dialogue ideas #dialouge prompt #relationship #love quotes #thoughts #original #why #angst dialogue #confessions #hurt/comfort

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adventuringblind · 4 months

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Ma Belle

Lestappen x Reader

Genre: Mafia AU, fluff

Summary: an arranged leads to a few struggles. The main one being that Max and Charles can only seem to summon their wife with her favorite movie.

Dialouge prompt: "It's okay baby, you're safe with us." "Yes we can watch the same movie for the millionth time, love."

Warnings: arranged marriage, daddy issues

Notes: part of my 1000 followers event. Requests are open again for regular asks btw (poly, lando, oscar, charles, Max, daniel, and logan for sure, and Liam and Carlos, depending on the request)👀

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Being a bargaining chip had been her purpose. The only reason she was born. In the possibility some kind of treaty needed to be made, she would be there.

So she learned how to be perfect. How to look the part her father needed her to. Played the game that everyone in this line of work plays.

Regardless of if everything in her mind is screaming to back out and run away as they sign the papers. She's being married off to not just one man, but two men who she doesn't know. They know each other. They'd supposedly been in her situation and have been married for a while already. They look at her with Kindess. A Dutch named Max and a Monegasque names Charles. A sympathy maybe only They can share with her.

She closes herself off the second they are alone. She is nothing more then a possession. A piece on the board for if things go wrong. These two don't actually want her and they already have each other. Why is she even here? Because of some treaty?

She ignores them. Keeps her distance. Pretends they don't exist. All the while watching the same move over and over again when they aren't around to hear.

Beauty and the Beast is her comfort movie. The one consistent in her life apart violence and backwards politics. She's not sure where it came from, the love for this movie. Maybe it's the comfort she finds in knowing she's not the only one locked away for some underlying purpose.

Max and Charles, to their credit, attempt to make am effort while not scaring her further away. They offer food at her door when she doesn't want to come out. They make attempts to show her affection. They give her space when she needs and don't push for more them she is willing to give.

Max and Charles weren't supposed to be home until later. Out on 'buisness' which code for something probably illegal. Which means, she wraps herself up in a blanket and makes her way to the television. She puts on her comfort movie and promptly passes out after a having a sleepless night in her own bed.

When the two males return, they find her asleep with the movie long forgotten. They don't move her, but instead restart the film. They stay with her until she wakes.

The shock hits first and then something like bewilderment follows. She eats with them after that and even keeps up some light conversation.

They tell her that the situation isn't ideal, but they made the most of it and intend on doing the same with her. They comfort and hold. They keep her safe when she needs it. They spoil her when she lets them.

But most importantly, they watch the same movie with her over and over again.

On this particular occasion, she was coming home from a visit with her father. The man who basically abandoned her with unfamiliar men for the entirety of her life. It left her feeling drained and insecure. She had been prepared for this her entire life and somehow she wasn't treating Max and Charles like she knows a good wife should.

She collapses on the couch. She pays no attention to anything else and just sobs. You'd think she was injured. Maybe even dying. Though this certainly felt like death. The idea that Max and Charles will leave her one day, send her back to her father who will find some other way to use her. It makes her stomach churn.

The two males take in the scene before them. Charles hastily fumbles for the the remote and sets up the movie they've watched almost everyday for a month now. He it man enough to admit its grown on him and he has the lyrics of every song memorized and working on turning it into piano music. Max sets about getting the female upright. She goes unwilling and ends up with her head in Max's lap.

"liefde, what's got you in tears?" Max makes an attempt at drying her tears only for more to show up.

She hiccups a few times. "I'm not a good enough wife, but I'll do better I promise. Just, please, don't send me back."

Charles joins the on the couch and runs nimble fingers along her skin. "Did something happen with your father to make you think that?"

"He used to make me pretend to be a wife to some of the men who work for him." Her eyes get cloudy thinking back to the memories. Her childhood was not one she looks back at fondly. "I just want to be enough."

"Dry your tears." Max starts before she can spiral again. "It's okay, baby, you're safe here with us. You're trying your best, and we know this kind of situation isn't easy. Just let us show you we care, yes?"

She looks up to see the movie ready to be played. The soft music in the background instantly calms her. "You don't mind?"

"We can watch the same movie for the millionth time, amour." Charles laughs softly when he sees her smile. "It really is a good movie."

"Charles is jealous." Max smirks playfully.

A genuinepang of curiosity hits her. "Of who?"

"Belle, because I'm the beast and he's obviously Gaston."

"Why am I Gaston?!"

"Because you wear red all the time, duh."

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thejakeslayla · 7 months

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╰─▸ ❝ warm tea ❞ - ,, nishimura riki

pairing bf!niki x gn!reader ୨୧ genre fluff, non idol au ୨୧ wc 1k

req; prompt 1 (kiss on the side of the head); prompt 6 (teasing e/o); dialouge 32 (have i told you i love you today?)

you sat on the floor with your legs crossed, your back against the sofa, as that was a more comfortable position than sitting on the sofa for some reason.

you were casually scrolling through your phone, giving likes to some pictures and chuckling at cat memes, when niki arrived with two cups of tea. he settled down beside you, gently setting the cups on your coffee table. shortly after, he leaned over your shoulder to peer at your phone screen.

it never really bothered you because niki was always so curious; wanting to see what you were laughing at. both of you shared a chuckle while watching a video that suddenly appeared on your screen.

niki glanced at you while you were too focused on rewatching the video, completely unaware of his gaze. he leaned in to plant a gentle kiss on your temple before quickly taking your phone away.

you glanced at him with surprise but remained silent, your gaze fixed on him with a confused expression, and perhaps a hint of flusterment due to his sudden affection. he smiled at you, noting the subtle pinkness that tinged your cheeks. his warm smile only added to your flustered state.

"oh, getting all shy now, huh?” he teased, and you playfully nudged his shoulder.

"shut up, i’ll destroy you for that," you responded, gripping the controller in your hands. "come on, you scared now?" you teased in return.

niki chuckled at your playful threat and accepted the challenge. the two of you were well-known competitors when it came to video games, and the gaming console sat eagerly waiting for your attention. he grabbed his controller. as the game started, the room filled with the sounds of button mashing and playful banter.

at some point, niki leaned over and whispered in your ear, "you're pretty good at this."

his gentle and soft-spoken words caused your stomach to drop, and your cheeks turned completely red. without even realizing it, your body instinctively shifted away from his as you slowly rose, coming to the painful realization that you had just lost the match.

"niki! this is not fair! you distracted me!"

niki couldn't help but burst into laughter at your protest. "hey, you're the one who got all flustered," he teased, a mischievous glint in his eye. "but don't worry, i'll let you have a rematch. just don’t get distracted, huh?"

you narrowed your eyes at him playfully. "oh, you're on!" with determination in your voice, you picked up the controller again, ready for another round. "no whispering this time, no nothing! i'll actually strangle you if you do anything!"

the rematch was just as intense as the first, and the room once again filled with the sounds of rapid button presses and competitive banter. this time, you were more focused, determined to win against your boyfriend.

after what felt like an eternity of intense gameplay, you managed to pull off a brilliant move, catching niki off guard.

“ha! suck it loser!” you exclaimed, throwing your controller down and doing a little victory dance in your seat.

niki chuckled, as he looked at your little dance "alright, alright, you won because i allowed you to, going easy on you has become a habit for me by now.'" he then leaned in closer, his warm smile returning. "i must admit, your gaming skills are impressive. but you know, i think i prefer it when you get all shy and flustered."

you rolled your eyes but couldn't hide the smile that tugged at your lips. "smooth talker, aren't you?"

niki grinned, his eyes locking onto yours as he leaned in even closer. "only for you," he whispered, his voice a soft, murmur that sent shivers down your spine. soon after he closed the distance, capturing your lips with a soft, tender kiss. it was a sweet and lingering moment that spoke volumes without any words.

as you pulled away from the kiss, you couldn't help but smile at him. "you know, you can distract me like that any time you want," you admitted, your voice soft and filled with affection.

niki grinned, his eyes sparkling with fondness. "i'll keep that in mind," he replied, his fingers gently tracing patterns on your hand.

“here, have your winner’s tea,” niki spoke again, grabbing the cup and passing it to you. you wrapped your fingers around it, enjoying the comfortable warmth. as niki grabbed his cup, he leaned closer to you, your shoulders touching.

the room was quiet, and both of you were enjoying your teas. after a while, you gently placed your cup on the table and rested your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes. niki followed you and now was trying to move as little as possible, as he reached for the blanket. he covered both of you and rested his head on top of yours.

“have i told you i love you today?” he whispered, his words forcing you to open your eyes.

“what?”

he raised his head and you followed, looking into his eyes now. his gaze was soft, almost gentle and full with love followed with small smile on his lips. “i love nights like these,” he paused for a few seconds.

“i love you, y/n.” his smile grew wider. you couldn’t help but smile back.

“i love you as well,” you said, as he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. “i wouldn't trade this for anything in the world.”

as the night grew darker, you found yourselves wrapped up in a blanket on the sofa, cuddled close together. the tv played a movie in the background, but you were more interested in the conversations and each other's warmth. and as you both settled into the peaceful embrace of each other's arms, you knew that you were exactly where you were meant to be, in a love that was as warm and comforting as the tea you had shared earlier.

requests: open; prompt list

#thejakeslayla #enhypen drabbles #enhypen x reader #enhypen fluff #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enha x reader #enhypen x you #riki x reader #niki x reader #enhypen #niki fluff #niki imagines #niki scenarios #niki soft hours #niki x you #riki x you

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chiliyue-archived · 10 months

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1.2 K follower event ! Accepting

Event M.List

Hi hi , I'm very soon about to hit 1.2k followers(which tyty so much, besitos por todos <3) anyways, I'm gonna try my hand at an event :] i have a monthish left of break and I want to work on my writing abilities when it comes to one-shots

Rules;

◇ Only for Bungou Stray Dogs - I know I'm multi-fandom, but this is the only thing that motivates me at the moment - sorry :(

◇ Feel free to request the following characters;

♡ Dazai ♡ Chuuya ♡ Ranpo ♡ Atsushi ♡ Kunikida ♡ Fyodor ♡ Nikolai ♡ Sigma ♡ Tecchou ♡Jouno

◇ 2 characters max per request please - however, I may only select one !!

◇ Edit; alright you can do either an emoji or prompt dialouge or both !

◇ only 1 emoji or 1 dialouge prompt per request please

◇ you can request as much as you wish, but be mindful of others & myself

◇ right now, I'm only accepting as many as I get, but if it becomes too much, I'll close up and work on the ones I've recieved

◇ I'm really sorry if I drop this at some point, I'm gonna be mindful of my outside roles and personal health. I may cancel this altogether if it's greatly impeding

◇if I don't do your request, don't take it personally - I'm using this event as a way to motivate myself again (≧▽≦)

◇ this event will be under the tag #page from Auroras notebook

PROMPTS ✿

I came up w/ these prompts myself, sorry these r awful

💔 - angst. Just angst

🫂 - need comfort? Me too (hurt to comfort)

🖐 - something to with hands (tracing, holding, etc)

🌱- anything flower related (picking flower, bouquets, flowershop, etc)

☕️ - coffee settings or related things

🏩 - injuries (patching them up, changing bandages, etc!)

🌙 - something to do with the night sky, stars or moon

💋 - marking & kisses

🧸 - family & domestic things

💤 - sleeping things

🌧 - it's raining :o

🍷- feeling a little tipsy? (Drunk kisses, confessions, etc)

🎭 - AUS & Tropes !! (String of fate, fake dating and that kind of thing:]) - you can suggest some ideas but I will pick

🍓 - things related to fruit

🍜 - anything food (eating breakfast, takeout, dinners)

🌃 - it's the middle of the night

🌇 - good afternoon

🥞 - lazy Sunday morning

💭 - thoughts not said outloud

👀 - staring? I wasn't staring

If none of these emojis pique your interest, go ahead and send an emoji of your own and I'll try to whip something up !

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DIALOUGE PROMPTS HERE

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◇ if you want to be tagged for this event, please let me know.

Tysm for reading thus far, I'm looking forward to this :)

#page from Auroras notebook #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader #bsd imagines #bsd fluff #bsd scenarios #dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #ranpo x reader #kunikida x reader #atsushi x reader #fyodor x reader #nikolai x reader #tecchou x reader #jouno x reader

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book-place · 1 year

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Reminiscent of Childhood

Warnings: typical twd stuff (mentions of walkers and implied violence), weapons, let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Daryl Dixon x reader platonic

*not my gif*

Summary: You and Daryl think about the way things used to be

A/N: Dialouge prompts 11 and 12 are bolded

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

“Wow, you look terrible,” You snickered, dropping your head back against the tree you leaned again.

Daryl scoffed, shrugging off his vest and slinging it over a low-hanging branch, “Gee, thanks.” He rolled his eyes and moved past you to place his crossbow down by the fire you had started.

Your eyes scanned over his body, checking it for any signs of injury, still worried about him despite your teasing, “No problems?” You asked.

Both of you knew what that was code for. Were there any biters?

The man shook his head back and forth, sinking down onto a fallen tree trunk and bracing his forearms on his knees, “Nah, perimeters clear.”

Unconsciously, your shoulders sagged slightly in relief as you nodded your head, “Good, good.”

A comfortable silence fell if you as you both stared at the dancing flames from opposite sides of the makeshift fireplace you had set up while Daryl had gone to do a surveillance sweep.

With a sigh, you allowed yourself to lower yourself onto your back, folding your hands over your stomach as you stared up at the starry night side.

After a moment, you heard some shuffling to your side and the man laid down beside you, copying your actions with the exception of his arms, that went under his head.

“How long have we been friends?” You asked randomly, breaking through the silence that had encompassed you.

“I dunno,” You could picture Daryl shrugging, “Fifteen- twenty years?” He guessed.

You let out a low whistle, “Has it really been that long?”

“Since high school? Yeah.” He confirmed.

A grin took over your features as you turned your head to face him, “I still don’t know how you graduated.”

He rolled his eyes, “Ha ha.” He deadpanned.

“Remember when we first met?” You asked with a small chuckle.

Your best friend's lips quirked up, “How could I forge’?” He asked, “Ya marched up to me on the firs’ day o’ school and yelled at me for bein’ an asshole… which I wasn’.”

“I beg to differ.”

The grin stayed strong on your features, “Then we got paired up as lab partners in science.”

“And ya kept on yellin’, this time for me ‘doin’ everythin’ wrong’. Even though I was completely right.” He continued.

“Sure, you were.” You hummed teasingly.

“A friendship for the ages.” He stated dramatically, sending you into a cackling laughter that he couldn’t help but join.

A quiet settled over the two of you for a moment as you thought it all over. The late night runs to the local diner. The shitty school football games under the stars. The old movie theater that looked one storm away from collapsing in on itself that you always snuck into because it was only a quarter to enter anyway.

“The world really has gone to shit, hasn’t it?” You asked quietly after a moment. It was a stupid question, you knew that. But you couldn’t stop it from climbing out of your throat and slipping through your lips.

“Yeah, yeah, it has.” Your best friend muttered from beside you.

You lulled your head to look at him, “But at least we have each other.” You whispered.

“At least we have each other.” He echoed quietly, staring up at the stars.

#platonic #platonic imagine #x reader #twd #twd x reader #twd x reader platonic #the walking dead #the walking dead x reader #the walking dead x reader platonic #daryl dixion x reader #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader platonic

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urfriendlywriter · 2 years

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20 Ways to show love :

(feel free to use<3 credits are appreciated AND showing INTIMACY is an important key to showing love, guys! remember it! anyways 11, 14, and 17 are my favv!)

as a warm hug

saying it in between tears

as a gentle squeeze at their hand

rubbing on your knuckle with their thumb

as a kiss on the corner of your lips

staying up late cause they wanted eat with you

putting the blankets over your sleepy lover

staring and helplessly smiling >\\<

"i promise, love"

& making pinky promises

hands reaching each other's when walking together

"i missed you"

"i like watching you smile" <butterfliess>

being so close that one of you flushes red and shyly looks away

when they pay genuine attention to you

pillow fightss>>

falling asleep on your partner's shoulders

making an extra effort to comfort them

lying in your lover's lap as they massage your head

having inside jokes and glancing at the other to see them slightly giggling just like you

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sickficideas · 7 months

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hi!! do you have any tips on just writing sickness in general? I'm doing something with a character who has allergies but no matter how much I add to the text I just don't feel like he's coming across as actually sick :/

hi anon!! I've spent a few days thinking about this because I wasn't sure I could come up with any helpful tips lol, but personally, I try to focus on describing how the character looks or how they feel depending on what you're writing! I also personally think it's important to do this multiple times in a fic to show the progression of the illness (good or bad) so as an example:

if character A has a fever and character B is taking care of them

- from A's POV, they feel hot/flushed, so dizzy that they can't see straight, their muscles are achy and they feel weak. getting out of bed takes a lot of effort. A few hours later, their fever is worse, they're no longer able to get up out of bed at all because they're so weak and dizzy, they're having a hard time understanding B.

- from B's POV, A's cheeks are flushed, their eyes are glassy, and they're leaning on the wall for support. B notices them stumble as they walk out of the room, and they’re quiet. A few hours later, B realizes A feels a little better because they're talking more - their voice is still hoarse and quiet, but it's an improvement.

Also (depending on the illness) I try to channel how miserable the character feels as much as possible and how their illness effects their ability to do things, because that's always the best part lol

I came across this post listing 100 nonverbal illness signs by @emphasis-on-the-comfort (who posts a lot of really helpful things like this!!) very recently and I think it's a fantastic resource for writing sickfics!! Descriptions are often way more helpful than dialouge when writing sickfics (I think!)

I also read a lot of sickfics in general and I get inspiration and ideas that way!! I think we all learn from each other lol. The #sickfic prompts is my best friend

#i hope this is helpful im sorry im not super good at giving advice lol #but thank you for trusting me with your question!!!#ask box #sicknario #illness #sick #fever #prompt #writing advice #sickfic #sickfic prompts

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sparkedblaze · 10 months

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comfort prompts :000

can i maybe get a number 18 dialouge “shh, it’s okay” for Javey???

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THE PROMPTS

I could... turn this into a continuation... of Patience and Faith...

I think I will do that

Thank you again for enabling me badger anon

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Jack had been locked in the lodgehouse for a week. He hadn't so much as left his bed since the fire. Jack had been curled around his blanket-the one that had come from the theater-and had been silent.

Davey had been in and out of the lodgehouse, trying to step up and lead with Race, but he didn't know these boys. He didn't know what they need or how they act or what stories to tell at bedtime.

He hated that he couldn't just do this for Jack. Why couldn't he just be the leader that the newsies needed?

Davey looked around at the chaos, then at Race, brows furrowed and eyes pleading for help.

Mush, who was sitting at the table between them, piped up. "I can take over fo' a while!"

"Mush, I can't ask you-"

"You ain't askin', Dave!" Mush smiled broadly. "And I ain't either."

He looked up the stairs, then back at Davey. "Me an' Blink an' Specs got this. You an' Racer go take a break. 'M sure you both missin' your fellas."

Race, unlike Davey, didn't hesitate. "I'll see ya later. C'mon Al."

He dragged the redhead by the hand, out the door, undoubtedly heading for Brooklyn to complete their trio.

Davey, however, couldn't bring himself to go up the stairs. "He doesn't want to see me-to see anyone- right now..."

"Davey, if you don't go up them stairs right now, I gonna soak ya."

Davey looked over at Mush, who raised his brows at them, and nodded as he finally made that first step.

Once the first one was conquered, the rest were easy, and he was practically running to the top. He stopped at the door to the bunk room, knocking softly. "Jackie?"

He pressed an ear to the door, listening for his boyfriend's response.

When there isn't one, he knocks again. "Jackie, I'm comin' in, okay?"

He waited a moment longer, waited to see if Jack would say no, say anything. When he doesn't, Davey pushes open the door, eyes falling on the bunk in the middle of the room.

Jack didn't move, didn't even look up at Davey, just stared unseeing at the floor.

"Oh, Jackie..." Davey's heart broke at the sight, moving closer to him. He knelt in front of him, trying to get Jack to look at him, tilting his chin up, but his eyes remained glazed over.

He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Hey, sweetheart, I'm right here. I'm right here, just for you. It's just you and me in here. You don't... you don't have to pretend with me."

Jack's eyes finally registered that he wasn't alone, but he didn't do more than look at Davey.

"Hi, Jackie," Davey smiled as their eyes locked. "Look at you, darlin'..."

Jack shifted slightly, curling tighter around the blanket.

"I know..." Davey murmured, brushing his fingers through Jack's hair. "I'm right here."

Jack let out a grumble, and Davey took that as a small victory. He watched as Jack slowly shifted around, arms wrapping around Davey's torso, burying his face against his chest.

Davey stayed stock still, not wanting to frighten the boy away when he was finally allowing someone to be with him.

"I've got you, Jackie. I'm right here for you," Davey murmured, kissing his head.

Jack's shoulders shook, and it took Davey a moment to realize he was crying, sobbing silently against him.

It was Davey's turn to wrap his arms around his partner, holding him tightly, carding his fingers through his hair.

" 'm- 'm sorry-" Jack choked out through his sobs.

"Shhh... Jackie, it's okay, let it all out..." Davey whispered to him, pulling him closer. "Let it all out. It's just us."

Jack let out another sob, and Davey could feel his chest tighten at the sound.

"I know... I know, Jackie. It'll all be okay."

#anon asks #thanks anon!#🦡#newsies #livesies #jack kelly #davey jacobs #javey #hurt/comfort #medda larkin #medda larkson #racetrack higgins #albert dasilva #moderate spralbert #mush meyers #kid blink #specs newsies

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mooodyblue · 1 year

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I know you always think all your sickfics are the same but I have a little austin dialouge prompt.

For some reason I can't get this thought out of my head. And I'd love to see you write it (if you want of course <3) I can't stop thinking of Austin getting super anxious and dropping because he feels sick and he wakes you up in the middle of the night poking your face and saying, "Mama, I'm gonna puke!" and he just wants his mama to help him feel better :( I know I've given you a ton of asks tonight

hope this one was okay! ty for the request <;3

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austin shouldn't be up this early, the sun isn't shining through the blinds yet and you were still fast asleep next to him. he rubbed his eyes and tapped on his phone to look at the time, letting out a small groan at the clock saying three am. he didnt understand why he was awake, there had to be a reason why he was up. something didn't feel right though.

he sat himself up, resting his back against the headboard as he let out a deep sigh, trying to not focus on the weird anxious feeling in his chest. a wave of nausea then came over him. he clutched at his stomach, letting out a small whimper. he took a deep breath, breathing out and trying to focus on something other than the pain in his stomach. it didn’t help that he was starting to feel fuzzy, the anxiety and nausea building up and making him feel vulnerable and scared.

the nausea got worse, causing him to finally let the cloudy feeling in his head give in. he glanced over at you and gulped, tapping your shoulder. “momma-”

you stirred slightly, still asleep. he shook you this time, “momma, wake up.” you jolted awake, turning to him with a confused look. austin was hovering above you, both hands squishing your cheeks. “momma, i feel like ‘m gonna throw up.”

you widened your eyes, sitting up and jumping out of bed to hand him a trashcan. “whats goin’ on, ausie? your stomach hurt?”

austin nodded his head, gripping the can with all his might as he fought back the wave of nausea. “make it go away.” he frowned.

you got back up on the bed next to him, pushing his hair back and feeling his forehead. it was warm to the touch, you hoped it wasn’t food poisoning. you quickly removed your hand as austin hurled into the trashcan. you let out a sigh and held back his hair, rubbing his back gently. “you’re alright.” you cooed. “gotta let it out of your system.”

austin raised his head, catching his breath and resting his head against your chest. “feel bad.” he said shakily.

“i know baby, but you’re gonna be okay.” you kissed the top of his head. “i’ll go get you some water and medicine, that okay?”

he looked at you sadly, “are you gonna come back?”

“of course. i always come back, don’t i?” you got out of bed and gave him one last kiss. “and remember, if you feel sick again, go for the trash can and not the bed.” you reminded him. he nodded tiredly as he watched you leave the room.

you returned shortly with pills and some water, only to find austin asleep while sitting up in bed with his head resting on the wall. you chuckled and shook your head, placing everything back down on the nightstand and picking up the bin to go clean it out. austin was still fast asleep by the time you came back, setting the bin by his bedside and helping him properly lay down on the bed. you tucked a plushie by his side and kissed him goodnight before getting into bed yourself, getting under the comforter and wrapping your arms around austin.

#austin x reader

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