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Fic idea cause I’m not getting any sleep from these stupid ass Kidney Stones.
Let me know if you want me to write it.
He’s seen you in another dimension, happy, pregnant with another child, with another him. He would do anything to have that with you.
Part of him thinks that he could easily slip into that dimension, get rid of the other him but would that you buy it? Would the other you even love him the same?
He missed you, he just missed you so much but it took one Glitch for you to come back to him and in his mind he could only blame one person for you being taken away for so long.
One Miles Morales.
You just hope you can stop the man you love for making a mistake.
#Drabble idea#drabble ideas#fic idea#spider man across the spider verse#miguel o’hara x you#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel o hara#miguel o’hara x reader#miguel o’hara
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steve spending so much time at the trailer, even if eddie isnt there, that when steve isnt there for a couple days wayne asks eddie where hes at & when eddie says steve's at home (for whatever reason, maybe his parents are home for once & demanded he come home)
but wayne says "home? wym? i just assumed he lives here now "
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Thinking about:
Fresh out of law school (or any university degree) a character lying to his parents about being engaged, and having to come up with a fiancée before he heads home for three weeks
That character taking his a mutual friend’s ex-girlfriend back home to act as his fake fiancée but secretly being madly in love with her for two years—possessively and protectively drawn to her
That same fiancée ends up going for a night out with the character’s sister and ends up getting hurt after trying to rebuff a drunk man’s flirting
Him showing up to the bar to take her home and fix up her ankle after she twists/sprains it
Before the week is out, he is already planning to never let her go once he gets her and has every intention to marry her before the three weeks is out.
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Just had a random thought pop into my head. You introduce Shane to more modern forms of foreplay like twerking and being tied up, blindfolded and maybe even a little temperature play added with an ice cube 🤔
#stardew valley shane#sdv shane#stardew shane#drabble idea#stardew valley#sdv fanfic#sdv shane smut#stardew valley smut#sdv
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Rough hands dragged over his face. A groan to accompany the action, ripping from alto vocal chords strung in dischordic harmony. Today was not his day. Most days weren't his days, but today? Today took front stage spotlight. Here he was sat on an intricate summoning circle staring at heroes cladded in various colored jumpsuits to make his black and white one look atrocious. The regard they held for him screamed of high esteem, and strength beyond words. God he hoped this portal didn't give them a momentary glance of what they had just dragged him away from.
Danny Fenton in all his glory, was fighting the king of Trash before his rude summoning. A raccoon. Danny was on the losing end of that battle. His hair still echoed the epic altercation of feral Procyonidae that he had caught in the family trash. The last thing he needed was a ghost Raccoon!
#danny phantom#danny fenton#anyone is welcome to run off with this lmfao#the pear writes#danny vs raccoons#danny thought himself the master of feral raccoon kung fu#but the true master kicked his ass#dc heroes#drabble idea#phandom
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Alright what if (Ramble mode on)
Sun somehow found a way to get rid of his nanites completely
But the catch is that it left a permanent damage to his mentality
Like worst then before type of damage
i can already feel the plot entering my mind, gonna need sometime to make an actual plot lol
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I know doraemon ears are like not connected to his ability to hear but what if they were- and because of that he's hard of hearing
That sounds like a really good idea, and it would be fun to explore.
It's honestly plausible, and it has logical reasoning behind it! It would make a really good drabble!
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a lil drabble idea with kinda ghost siren Sun
Kidnapping warning? Actually, Sun here just want to be able to play with his friend, he doesn't quiet realise what by this he will rip same friend from their whole life. Good thing mc already lost it all lol
Ok, the idea itself (another warning, it's my unorganized rumble before sleep, i will redact it and post in AO3 much more presented later) :
the story starts as an adult reader passing by the township and is warned by locals about “siren’s road” and reader laught at this calling the passage as “road toward home” and jumps into the car. While driving, reader reviews memories of their live. Starting with legend of the road and trying to guess why locals and tourists prefer to spend hours zig zagging in the canyons when there is such a nice straight road thought the wasteland slowly wondering toward their childhood memory about the same road what explains why reader called the pass as “road toward home” at the first place.
The memory is them as a child on backseat of their guardian’s car on their way after lost of other guardian to the new beginning as their guardian told them. Unfortunately, that day the heat was too much apparently and the car broke down on the halfway. Reader’s guardian spend hours trying to find where the problem is while reader wondered around empty space picking up nice rocks. Reader’s guardian tells them some more local’s legends about the place and the name of the road to keep the child entertained.
An hour passes unevented and the guardian decides to deal with the car’s problem on the morning, cus the sun is going to set soon and nights in here are cold and dark so there will be no point in continue working. The due settles in the car to sleep and soon guardian drifts to sleep but reader is restless. They remember now clear as day what happened next but it’s need to be oblivious what adult reader thinks of the things what happened during the night as a dream, vivid and endearing for their heart but still a dream.
As the clocks hit 00 pm, the weald started to be illuminated by fantoms of some fantasy world. The child reader got from their thoughts by light of all colors and peeks throw the car’s window only to see what once empty space was now a bottom of the ocean. They quietly slip out of car and wonder around eternal kelps seaweed and all kind of creatures, in complete awe. They got playing around and running after a group of colorful fishes more into magical underwater. They aren’t actually capable of touching anything and same goes to their surroundings, the reader just passes like a ghost thru creatures, plants and objects cus it’s another dimension actually and you can’t get in there unless a certain conditions (kinda like a fran bow thing or smt)
So child reader keep wondering around and stumble over Sunny, who of course seeing a child trying to play around with fishes joins in. Cut things short: the two have fun and bonding with each other for hours, playing around all sorts of games without actually touching or hearing each other, but a siren certainly gets attached quickly. Unfortunately for him, the occasion was noticed by Moon and the other siren got in time just as Sunny was about to lur the child by his hypnosis to complete the ritual of transferring from one plain to another and play with new friend without worrying about time then dimensions connect almost ending. Instead, Moon hypnotise a human child to get back to sleep in the car, not listening to his counterpart’s whines. Eventually, Sun’s gives up and uses the remaining time to leave a gift to MC.
In the morning, reader finds a bright red line of seaweed by the car. Adult reader thinks the gift is some kind of prank from passing by locals to keep the legends fresh for tourists, but still treasure it’s dearly even after all this years. They placed the long faded in colors and dried gift in their pendant but never actually dares to open and look at it once more cus they are scared to ruin the strange old plant completely by a lightest touch. The memory ends with guardian waken up mc at 6 am to say what car now up and working and there is no sight of problems. Guardian laughs and say what yesterday the weather must be really too hot and through the night the car just cooled down.
Now back to the present there we discovers what reader actually just lost everything and decade to get back through this road to try start their live again. A lil timeskip on the sunset and suddenly the reader’s car crushes. Reader tries to find a problem but just as their guardian years ago, they can’t pinpoint on what’s wrong with the car: everything seems fine and operational. Unlike the memory, adult mc face the sunset still trying to see the problem. The reader goes back in the car near 00 pm and just about to close their eyes for a small rest then the light shows up again.
(It must stay a bit unclear, but the reason why reader’s car crushed in the first place was sun. He sensed his gift and had no intentions on letting his friend go again. He was determined to get the reader in his dimension this time and to finally be able to play with his dear small friend again. Also, yes this deadland the road lays in was really far in the past and actual ocean. The human plane may change, but the parallel is still one)
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ive been thinking that
what about when gojo was about to get sealed, we saved him since hes geto bestfriend
or
what if geto soul react to us like when kenjaku sealed gojo
I don’t see her saving Gojo or really going against Kenjaku just cause he’s basically already tormenting her by using Getou’s body BUT
The thought of Getou coming through and protecting her IS SO DELICIOUS. SO SCRUMPTIOUS! might do a little Drabble with that added in. Thank god for you and your sexy thoughts anon. Definitely about to fantasize about this tonight
(ɔ˘ ³(ˆ◡ˆc) *that’s me kissin u on the cheek*
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Oh can I PLEASE get more of tattoo artist bucky because 🤤
really?!? oh my god, i miss him so muchhhh, and i get more tattoos this month... i like the thought of bringing him back ;)
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I wanna write an angst fic with Leon, maybe something around RE6 or Vendetta.
If it was 6 I was thinking about Leon trying to save “‘Ada”
The reader thinks he still has feelings for her so the reader decides to help Chris and Piers. Maybe Sherry says something to him or the actual Ada says something.
Just a lot of angst with a happy ending, maybe Leon proposes.
And for Vendetta
I was thinking that the reader and Leon are married, the reader gets kidnapped instead of Rebecca but Leon thinks the reader is dead since that’s what the guy made it look like.
I love that bar scene where Leon is drinking and Chris confronts him but I want to add more angst with him drinking while looking at a picture of the reader in their wedding dress.
HELP I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO!
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the party members are at that age of early teen hood where they feel too old to go trick or treating but still want to celebrate halloween so the spicy 6 reluctantly agree to be the getaway drivers for their pranks and shenanigans
it turns into a competition (bc of course it does) of who can pull off the most pranks without getting caught: team ronance with max and el, team steddie with dustin and mike, and team jargyle with lucas and will
erica ends up being the winner by having the single best prank of them all
she wasn’t even participating, preferring to still go trick or treating with tina, but she schemes a plan and manages to convince hopper to trick all the kids into thinking they’ve been caught & are gonna have to spend the night at the station
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Picture this: Dragons using their caves to age cheese. Dragon Cheesemakers!!
The dragon coiled his enormous body, completely blocking the entrance of the tunnel that lead to the caves.
“No,” he snarled, smoke pluming from his nose.
The cheesemonger pinched the bridge of her own nose. “Look, I explained this to you at the start,” she tried once more. “I make cheese.”
“Yes,” the agreed, nodding his scaly head.
“Then I bring the cheese here.”
“Yes.”
“Then you store all the cheese in your cave, keeping it at the perfect temperature and humidity.”
“Yes.” He sounded particularly proud of this part.
“And then when the cheese has ripened,” she concluded. “I come to pick the cheese up again.”
A thunderous scowl clouded his maw. “No.”
“But that’s how it works!” she cried in exasperation. “I make the cheese, you store the cheese, I sell the cheese, I make more cheese!” She peered up at him. “You do realise I cannot bring you new cheese until I have sold this cheese.”
The dragon considered this for a moment. “Ah, but what if—” he began. “What if you go and make more cheese. And bring me the cheese. And I put it in my cave, with the rest of the hoard. And then I keep it there forever.”
“No,” she said flatly.
It was remarkable how much a dragon could look like it had just swallowed a lemon.
“You can’t keep cheese forever,” she insisted. “It will spoil and go bad!”
“You said it would get better and better!” the dragon roared indignantly. “And I take good care of them! With the air flow and the humidity and the temperature!”
“And that is great,” she said, trying to smile through her frustration. “But when a cheese is ripe, it’s ripe! Then you should not be kept anymore, it should be eaten.”
The dragon scraped it’s formidable claws against the stony ground and sulked.
“Look…” The cheese mongering business did not tend to require a lot of sweet-talking, but she was making an effort. “I’m sure the cheeses that aged in your cave are the best cheeses people have ever tasted. When they find out how delicious they are they will want us to make loads more. Maybe several caves’ worth!”
The reptilian eyes stared at her with disgruntled, reluctant interest. “Several caves?”
“If we’re lucky! And I could make so much cheese that I could bring you new cheese as soon as I pick up the aged cheese. Your cave would never even be empty!”
This seemed to strike a chord. The dragon lifted his head a little.
“And that would really be much better for the rest of your hoard,” she continued with fresh inspiration. “Because if you leave cheese too long, it might go bad and spoil the cheeses next to it too!”
A nervous ripple went through the beast’s scaly body, but he clearly was not convinced just yet. “But what sort of a hoard is it if I have to give it away,” he complained.
“Well! Cheese is not just any old hoard! It’s a developing creation! And you will have a hoard that is constantly developing too. Constantly changing, but, if we do this right, never shrinking.”
The dragon looked at her solemnly, wavering with uncertainty. Perhaps she shouldn’t hold it against the poor thing, it must be a difficult concept to wrap his head around.
“And I will tell you what,” she said encouragingly. “If business is good, I can start investing in some really good crumbly cheeses. You can keep those in your cave for five whole years!”
“That is quite a long time for humans, is it not?” he said, sounding a little more cheerful.
“Very long. Especially when it comes to cheese. Cheeses that have been aged that long are very expensive.”
In retrospect, she should perhaps have led with that. Gourmand or not, a dragon was still a dragon after all. A glittering, toothy grin appeared on her recalcitrant business partner’s shout and he moved just enough for her to move past him into the mountain.
“Tell me more about this expensive cheese that crumbles.”
She hid a smirk. “If you help me carry some of the current ones out, it would be my pleasure.”
#anon I am blowing you kisses#what a fantastic idea#don't get me wrong I also support dragons making their own cheese#100%#but this was the funniest to me#urban fantasy professionals#dragon#dragons#urban fantasy#laura drabbles
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Thigh riding Shane as he whispers praises in your ear? 🤔
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Random drabble idea but
Danny taking a longer time to come to terms he died in the Fenton portal. Outbursts like "GREAT! First person to ever needed to mourn for them self while still half alive!"
And the trauma and emotions of that day keep coming back, needing him to turn it over like a hard candy that refuses to melt. Constantly being thrown back emotionally to remourn his own death because he refuses on a level to fully process it.
It rears it's ugly head when he learns he wasn't the first halfa to be born, but is the strongest to come around in a long long while. And imaging just all these old Halfas that are now fully dead finally teaching him how to mourn for the loss of half his life, but how to be okay with the inevitable full death.
Clockwork deffo set him up to this.
#danny phantom#drabble idea#i may write this#or might draw this instead#we'll see#feel free to tack more ideas onto it#clockwork#dp#tw: death#tw: mourning#the pear rambles
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Phrases/Actions that make me drop to my knees, ready to submit.
All 18+ Prompts- Please tag me if you use any cause I wanna read filth :)
“That’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl/boy.”
“You’re mine.”
“Is this ok?” As they stare up at you from in between your legs. (Consent is so fucking hot and important)
“Do that again- Shit, just like that, right there.”
Ghosting their lips against yours before pulling back with a smug smirk, making you chase them desperately.
Dragging one of their nails down the side of your neck and then middle of your chest.
“Please mark me, I want everyone to know I’m yours.”
“Spread your legs baby, that’s it… Wider.”
When they murmur pure filth into your ear while they’re touching you.
Fucking someone so good that they struggle to kiss you back.
Hands desperately clutching at one another, gasping into each other’s mouths as if you were starved of one another.
“On your knees.” While their fingers thread through your hair, guiding you onto the floor.
Smirking into a kiss/against your skin when you whimper at their touch.
“My little slut to ruin.”
Interlocking your fingers above your head while making out passionately.
Pulling them closer by the collar of their shirt or their belt.
“I’m yours. Only yours.”
“You’re in no position to tease baby, remember that.”
Soft, lazy kisses and innocent touches that turn bolder and more sinful as you just can’t resist each other.
“This is wrong.” “So wrong.” While continuing to pull at each others clothes, mind fogged with nothing but lust and arousal.
Want a Part 2?
#writing#smut prompts#writing prompt#dialogue prompt#prompt list#promptography#smut dialogue#smut#fanfic inspo#otp prompts#romance writing#dialogue ideas#imagine your otp#romance writing prompts#love prompts#writing inspiration#writing ideas#drabble#imagine your ocs#smut dialogue prompts#smut prompt#otp writing#fake scenarios#otp#otp ideas#otp ship#oc prompt#smut starter#smut ideas#writers block
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