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youneedsomeprompts · 1 month
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~ NEW STUDENTS, NEW SCHOOL ~ WRITING PROMPTS
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requested by: @wasabiipringles request: hi!! can you do prompts/scenarios of two students starting a new school on the same day??
Feel free to use and reblog!
feeling entirely out of place
having high expectations of the new school but just being overwhelmed because it's too much
the two new students immediately get paired together and have to fend for themselves because everyone thinks they're taken care of
they're getting confused for each other because they started at the new school on the same day
they have nothing in common but still they're bonding because they're facing the same chaos of an entirely new environment
they have struggles remembering the names of the students and teachers but they know the name of the other new student
they dart desperate glances at each other
everyone thinks they know each other because they started the new school on the same day
they run into each other on the hallway as they're both late for class not finding the classroom
they start at the new school together but end up in entirely different friend groups
they quit their old school to get away from the other person but they're suddenly starting at the new school as well
on the first day, they're sure they don't like the other. who would have thought that they ended up becoming best friends?
they know they always have a safe space with the other, so over the years, whenever they feel alone or left out, they go to the person that started school on the same day
they're not intimated by the cliques because they have each other from day one
they can share all their fears and doubts with each other
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Hi! Do you have any prompts or dialog between a really friendly popular high school person and a sort of outcast that people tend to pick on? The popular person is like the only one who's nice to the outcast and sometimes defends them against bullying. Have a great day Jana :)
Hi :)
High School Popular Kid + Outcast Dialogue
"If someone bothers you, please tell me. I'll talk to them, because that is not okay."
"Why do you keep being nice to me?" "Why shouldn't I? There is no reason for me to be rude to you and there are a lot of reasons for me to be nice to you."
"Thank you for standing up for me. No one's ever done that before." "You really don't need to thank me for that."
"I got a new video game and since I know you're good at them, I wanted to ask if you'd like to come over and play a few rounds." "You really want me to hang out with you?" "Sure. If you want to, of course."
"I'm so sorry for my friends. I've never seen them be so mean before." "Of course they're not mean to you..." "Yeah, but they really shouldn't be mean to anybody."
"Thank you for inviting me to your party, I was really surprised - pleasantly, of course - but... I don't think your friends would want me there and..." "But I want you there. And it's my party and my friends should accept my other friends." "We're friends?"
Hope you have lots of fun with them!
- Jana
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bonbonbee · 16 days
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hii!! i love ur work its so cute can u possibly write some non-cliche highschool prompts?? thank u sm
'tysm ml (ㅅ´ ˘ `) & of course! i love this request sm'
non-cliche highschool lovers
contents by @bonbonbee
imagine your legs touching under the desk. you both notice, but no one dares to move.
if your s/o plays a sport: going to their games and cheering them on & wearing their jersey numberrr
^ "you came." "wouldn't miss it for the world."
^ "you look good with my number." "i'd look better with your last name but that's a conversation for another day."
meeting up between classes to stroll around the school, giggling and trying not to get caught.
staying up late for each other and barely being awake at school the next day ᯓ ᡣ𐭩
meeting through a mutual friend
being lab partners.
^ teacher: "and the last pair is _____ and _____! projects are due on friday." you look across the room to find a familiar pair of eyes and once you do, you share a knowing smile.
swapping cute lil care baskets once in a while with snacks, clothes, and small goodies ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა
this one is my personal fav being private. everyone knows you're dating, but no one knows the details.
them sending you an absolute TSUNAMI of memes, even if you try to keep up it can get a bit passionate ..
them using your first name in their english class essay 🥹
^ "i got a 95 on my essay!" "good job, i'm so proud of youu!!" "what can i say.. ur my good luck charm (。•̀ᴗ-)✧"
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corvase · 1 year
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student crush scenarios/prompts
i really love things along these lines and these aren’t really meant to all be positive, but i simply wanted to capture all of how it feels to have a crush while schooling (whether it be high school or college) :) feel free to use !
getting to talk to someone you never really noticed before and having fun speaking with them
the moment when you’re spacing out and you catch someone’s eyes and they say “what?” and you start smiling at how ridiculous it is and reply “you were staring at me.”
the moment when your friend tells you someone may like you and so stupidly, you begin to think about them a little differently
the moment someone you never noticed before— for some reason— stands out. suddenly you’re walking down the halls and your eyes are subconsciously looking for them
light flirting— “what was the answer to question seven?” “oh, it was d.” “GOD you’re an angel thank you so much.” “i’m an angel?”
are they flirting with me? or did their hand just happen to brush mine?
teasing. TEASING. and i’m not talking about straight up bullying that people boil down to having a crush, but the fun teasing where you’ll see them in the hallway and they bring up an inside joke from the last class you shared, or you do that little dance where you try to pass each other but keep moving the same way and let out a laugh
other teasing: perhaps if there’s a height difference & they called you pocketsized, or if they notice you wear certain things certain ways and point it out
trying not to laugh at a joke they made because it really wasn’t funny, but the way they want you to laugh makes you smile
hearing them say something that wasn’t funny but laughing because it was stupid
nurse’s office moments. getting sick & going to the nurses office and seeing that one person and going oh… what are you doing here?
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dumplingsjinson · 1 year
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(wholesome) mutual school crush prompts?
List of “young and dumb and so in love” prompts 
“Oh, look at us! Seat besties!” “…Excuse me? What the hell is a seat bestie.”
Skipping classes together.
Doodling the other’s name/portrait in the margins of their notebook. (And then getting caught for it.)
Daydreaming about their crush in class.
Character A sneaking glances at Character B across the cafeteria/classroom, blushing and quickly looking away when Character B catches them (and vice versa).
Holding hands under the table.
Near misses in the school library.
Passing notes in class!
Trying to see where the other is during break because they don’t share the same classroom.
Being teased by their friends about it. “Ooh, look at them walking past us!” “Shut up!”
Helping the other with their homework as an excuse to get closer to them. (Bonus: they’re not the best at the subject. Double bonus: their crush is better at the subject than they are.)
Giggling about something together in class and getting scolded for it by the teacher.
Always buzzing to see them, whenever and wherever.
Playing footsies under the table during group work.
Fixing/fidgeting with their school tie/the hem of their shirt/the collar of their uniform (or something along the lines of preening themselves) whenever their crush walks past them. (Can apply to those who wear casual clothes to school instead of uniforms, too! Fixing their hair, fidgeting with their ear, fixing their sleeve, pulling at a thread on their shirt — the list goes on. Possibilities: endless.)
Sharing earphones during lunch/on the bus/on the train/the tree they usually sit under with each other during break.
Bumping into them in the hallways on purpose.
Playful bickering/teasing.
Purposefully sitting next to their crush during group work, shoulder touching shoulder.
Feeling worried when their crush isn’t at school.
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luxaofhesperides · 4 months
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For ghostlights: baby Ellie + tired Danny + Duke the baby whisperer?
He has no idea how his parents did it. 
Babies are exhausting. Toddlers more so. Any infants in the strange stage in-between? Doubly so. 
Ellie is wonderful and sweet and cute and such a terror that Danny genuinely has no idea how his parents managed to raise not one, but two kids. For all their eccentricities and absent-mindedness, he and Jazz turned out pretty well. Ignoring the whole halfa thing because that’s more his fault than theirs even if Jazz says they shouldn’t have created the dangerous environment in the first place.
That environment is exactly why Danny refuses to let Ellie go to his house in Amity Park. His parents say they’ve disabled all the weapons and ecto-sensors since he’s had to reveal himself as Phantom, but he knows that things slip their minds and if they can’t guarantee that the house is safe, then Ellie isn’t going in there. Simple as that. 
This means that they live somewhere else now. Danny had thought about it, during the hours Ellie was asleep and he was awake, exhausted and worn down to his bones, and took Jazz’s advice to accept Vlad’s offer of buying a house for him. Except he argued Vlad down to an apartment in a city of his choosing where he wouldn’t stand out too much and he would be safe, or as safe as he can be, from anyone trying to hunt down ghosts. 
So here they are. Standing in the empty living room of their new apartment in Gotham. 
Gotham may not be very safe as a city, but it’s good for two ghosts trying to pass as normal. 
Danny sighs yet again, and looks at the space he’ll need to fill. At least Vlad is footing the bill. It’s the least he can do for creating Ellie. Frostbite was the one who was able to stabilize her, though it was almost too late and resulted in her reforming as a baby, just one and a half years old. Jazz is the one who’s choosing most of the furniture, thankfully, so it’s something that Danny doesn’t need to worry about it.
It’s a new start to their lives and it feels so empty. So overwhelming. How did his parents do it? How do any parents do it?
Ellie smacks a small palm against his cheek and babbles lightly.
“I know, Ellie,” Danny says, giving her a tired smile. “Don’t worry, we’ll have this place looking good in no time.”
He adjusts her in his arms, then heads towards the bedroom. It’s the only room that has any furniture, and all that’s there is a bed, a crib, and a bookcase. There are a few boxes on the floor, labeled ‘bedroom’ and ‘clothing’ and ‘books’. Most of it came from his bedroom in Amity Park, but he’s pretty sure he caught Jazz sneaking a few things in before they closed the boxes and loaded them up into the car. 
“Can you be good for five minutes?” he asks Ellie. 
She babbles again and smacks his shoulder.
“I’m taking that as an agreement. Just let me open these boxes and start unpacking before you start causing trouble, okay?”
Ellie makes another sound, but it seems agreeable so Danny carefully lays her down in the crib and gets to peeling off the tape on the boxes. The opens the one labeled ‘bedroom’ first, finding blankets and sheets folded and stacked in vacuum sealed bags. One of them is his old childhood blanket, the one he carried around everywhere that was faded with age, barely blue, with white bunnies decorating it. 
He was so small when he had this. It makes him oddly emotional to unpack it and pass it on to Ellie, draping it over her so her pudgy little hands can grab at it. 
This is no time to cry, though! He forces himself to focus and makes his own bed, shaking out the sheets and fluffing up the pillows. He’ll worry about washing everything later; Vlad made sure to get an apartment with an in-unit washer and dryer, which means he was actually sensible while apartment hunting for Danny. 
He doesn’t mean to flop onto the bed once it’s made, but he ends up there anyways. He’s barely gotten a full six hours of uninterrupted sleep since Frostbite deemed Ellie healthy enough to leave his care. The drive up to Gotham was long and wore him down to his bones.
He doesn’t mean to fall asleep, but he does, drifting off as he wonders, distantly, when Jazz will be back from getting them dinner.
Ellie wakes him up at dawn with a loud cry. Danny jolts awake, heart pounding in his chest as he panics because Ellie isn’t here, she’s supposed to be in his arms, where is she? And then he sees the crib, where Ellie is staring at him through the bars, and he nearly collapses with relief. 
“Morning, El,” he says, voice rough from sleep, as he picks her up. She just stares up at him, then leans forward and rests her head against his shoulder.
It’s quiet moments like these that make his heart melt. Ellie’s had a hard life already; he wants to give her a better one, this time around. 
A quick check of the time on his nearly dead phone shows that it’s barely past six in the morning, and Jazz texted him a few times. All about furniture, saying that she didn’t want to wake them and that food is in the fridge. 
It’s only the mention of food that makes him realize how ravenous he’s feeling. Danny makes a beeline for the kitchen, ignoring everything else, and pulls out the boxes of take-out Jazz left stacked in the fridge. He devours it like he’s been starving for weeks, then gives Ellie her Ecto-Jello, the only food she’s allowed to eat until Frostbite gives the okay for solid, human food. 
Once he’s got her burped and cleaned up, Danny looks out of the kitchen and realizes that Jazz was very productive while he was asleep. The living room isn’t empty anymore; a dark green couch is against the wall, a low, rectangular coffee table made of dark wood in front of it. Two armchairs are on both sides of the couch, and a television has been installed, fixed into the wall. 
Jazz is asleep on the couch. Her legs hang off an armrest and she’s drooling slightly. 
Her phone is charging on the floor, so Danny takes it and snaps a picture of her for later teasing, then sends it to himself and writes a note to her that he’s going out with Ellie to explore the neighborhood.
He’s finally feeling more settled, energized from sleep and food.
In the warm dawn light spilling in through the windows, Danny looks down at Ellie and thinks that they’ll be just fine after all. 
. . .
Four months ago, Danny had hope. He was optimistic. 
Gotham was a fresh start, a new lease of life for Ellie. It is Danny’s attempt to be a single parent, sacrificing college for Ellie, and he’s planning to go out and beat the gangs black and blue if they start anymore shootouts in the next year.
He had just gotten Ellie to sleep. She was actually peacefully taking a nap.
And then a drive by shooter raced down the street, gunshots echoing down the road, and Ellie work up crying. She still hasn’t stopped, despite how Danny rocked her, soothing her as best he could.
They had been outside when Ellie fell asleep, her head on his shoulder. He had been catching up with Sam and Tucker when the car drove by, people ducking and crying out to avoid the bullets. Danny instinctively covered Ellie and made them both intangible, saving them from any stray bullets, but they ruined her nap and he needs to make them pay for that. 
“Shh,” he soothes, “You’re okay. We’re both fine. It’s okay, El, it’s okay.” 
Her little hands clutch at his back, twisting the fabric of his shirt, and she lets out a heartbreaking wail. He pats her back, hurrying down the street to get back to his apartment building, ignoring the looks people were giving them as they passed by. 
“I know it was scary, but you’re alright. You’re always safe with me, El.”
Ellie’s cries down down a little, but they don’t stop. She whimpers, burying her face against his shoulder as he finally reaches their apartment building.
The door’s locked, which wouldn’t be a problem except Danny can’t get his keys from his pocket. He knows he has them! But his pocket refuses to relinquish them and he has to stop every few seconds to pat Ellie’s back, trying in vain to calm her down. 
“We’ll be inside in a second,” he tells her, trying to keep the frustration out of his voice, “as soon as I can get these freaking keys!”
“Hey, you alright?”
Danny startles, whirling around so fast it makes Ellie go quiet, clinging to him so she doesn’t get flung into the air. There’s a guy standing before him in a gray hoodie, looking at him with clear concern. It speaks to Danny’s level of constant exhaustion that he hadn’t clocked someone sneaking up behind him. 
The guy offers an awkward smile. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you or anything. Um, do you need me to open to door? I live here too.”
Danny wonders for a moment if this someone dangerous, someone hoping to hurt Ellie, but she starts to cry again and he steps to the side. “Please. I can’t get my keys.”
“I’m Duke, by the way. I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before.”
“Danny,” he replies, watching as Duke pulls out a large key ring, jangling with the amount of keychains on it, and easily opens the door. “I’ve been here a few months, but I’m usually inside. Or walking around in the mornings with this little monster.”
“That would explain it,” Duke says as he holds the door open, letting Danny in first. “I’m usually in classes at GCU, but I decided to take a mental health day after my lab, so here I am.”
Danny walks in and waits for Duke to follow, making sure the door closes properly behind them. “Thanks. How is GCU? What do you study? I was thinking of going there myself once she gets a little older and can go to school.”
“Oh, I’m majoring in English and Human Services.” He goes to say more, but Ellie wails again and Danny winces.
“I’m so sorry. That drive by woke her up and it’s really rattled her.”
“Hey, no need to apologize. I get it, Gotham is rough to kids.”
Danny tries rocking her back and forth, but it doesn’t help. He resigns himself to another hour of her crying before she exhausts herself, and makes for the stairs, going up to the fourth floor. Duke holds open the door again, then follows after them. It makes Danny wonder if Duke is planning to do something to them, then decides he can beat Duke in a fight, so it’s fine.
Duke doesn’t try to hurt them or steal Ellie away. He opens the door to their floor and stops before they do. “I’m in here,” he says, “If you ever need me to open more doors.”
“Thanks. Um, actually, I might need help opening mine?”
Duke just smiles and makes his way back to them, following them farther into the hall until Danny stops in front of his apartment. 
“If I could just get my keys,” he starts.
“Here, let me hold her for a second so you can get them,” Duke offers. Danny wants to insist that it’s fine, but Ellie cries directly into his ear and Danny, at the end of his rope, passes her over. 
Like magic, Ellie settles as soon as she’s in Duke’s arms. She sniffles and hides her face away, clutching to Duke’s hoodie, but she stops crying. They both go still, surprised, and stare down at her. 
“Seriously?” Danny says as he finally pulls out his keys, “Are you trying to say that I’m the problem?”
Ellie babbles lightly, and Duke turns his head to futilely hide his grin.
He grumbles as he unlocks the door and pushes it open. Ellie is acting as if she’s never been upset before a day in her life, making herself at home in Duke’s arms. 
“I can’t believe this. Betrayed by my own blood.”
Duke laughs as he follows Danny into his apartment, lightly patting Ellie’s back. “It’s always the smallest, cutest ones that do this.”
“Yeah? Do you work with a lot of kids or something? Used to being betrayed by the little ones?”
“I don’t work with kids per se,” Duke says, “But my foster family is a hot mess and the youngest of them likes to keep us all on our toes.”
“Family,” Danny says in a tired, fond tone.
“Family,” Duke agrees.
With his door open and Ellie calm, Danny’s ready to just lay face down on the floor for the rest of the day and not deal with anything else. He moves to take Ellie back, holding his arms out, and Duke tries to pass her over.
The key word being tries. 
Ellie tightens her grip and kicks at Danny. She refuses to be taken away from Duke, making him awkwardly try to pry her off his hoodie. Danny really hopes Duke doesn’t notice how she goes slightly intangible to make his hands fall through her arms and legs. It shouldn’t be noticeable, but it’s hard to focus on anything but a kid that clings to you, so Danny holds out for Duke’s goodwill and silence.
“As nice as it is to meet you, you need to go back to your… parent?” Danny nods when Duke looks at him in askance. “You need to go back to your parent. Okay? Come on, kid, he’s waiting for you.”
Ellie shakes her head, makes a frustrated noise, and then turns and reaches out a grabby hand towards Danny. 
She still refuses to be taken from Duke when Danny tries to pick her up again, so he settles with just letting her hold two of his fingers. 
“I’m so sorry about this,” he says to Duke, face burning. This is why he hasn’t been going out and being social since he moved in; Ellie is a handful even on the best days, and Danny doesn’t want someone to judge him as unfit to parent her and have her taken away.
Duke shakes his head, stepping closer. “It’s all good, man. I don’t mind. It’s not like I had any plans today. I’m already skipping my classes, might as well spend it with you two than sleep all day.”
“Are you sure? I’d be happy to invite you in, but I know Ellie can be a lot and not everyone wants to spend their day off with a baby.”
“I’m sure. Besides, I’d just be down the hall anyways. It’s no skin off my back, man.”
“Well,” Danny says, stepping to the side to give Duke full access to his open doorway, “Come on in, then.”
Ellie keeps them connected, one hand in Duke’s hoodie and the other holding Danny’s fingers, and though her cheeks are still red from how hard she had been crying, she’s calm now with her eyes shining with mischief. 
As the door closes behind them, Danny realizes that this is the first time someone he’s not related to has been inside his apartment. Not even Vlad has come in, always choosing to invite Danny and Ellie out for lunch instead. 
It should make him nervous, but Duke is calm and easy going and kind. 
He’s making silly faces at Ellie to make her laugh, completely at ease with her in his arms, as if he’s done this a thousand times before. 
Gotham is a second chance at life for Ellie. It’s a sacrifice for Danny, to be alone and without friends or family around. He’d been ready to give up everything for Ellie, to focus solely on raising her, but with Duke filling his apartment with laughter, he thinks that he can make a life here too.
All he needs to do is take that first step, reach his hand out, ask Duke to stick around.
He can do this.
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dpxdc-prompts · 6 months
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Danny really doesn’t want to be the ghost king. He’s so afraid he’ll mess it up that he runs away to go get reincarnated somewhere. He ends up as Danyal Al-Ghul, the fully human twin brother of Damian Al-Ghul.
Unfortunately, Danny does not live up to the standards of the league and eventually, Ra’s Al Ghul decides that he is more of a liability than an asset to him.
After one particularly bad mission where Danny yet again fails to kill a single target, Ra’s has Danny dragged to the Lazarus Pits. As Danny is scrambling to try not to be pushed into what is essentially a smelly portal to the Ghost Realms, Ra’s says,
“You are less than worthless to the league. You will either die in there or crawl out stronger. Either way, it’s a win-win situation.” Danny is finally wrestled into the Pits.
After a full day passes Ra’s returns to the pit, and is surprised when a hand reaches out of the Pit. Danyal, but with white hair, green eyes, and a fiery green crown floating over his head, calmly steps out of the Pit.
“Ah, Danyal. It seems that the Pits deemed you useful after all and decided to give you a second chance. That power you were so afraid of isn’t so bad, is it.” Danny glares at Ra’s, an aura of death suddenly radiating off of him. It’s so forceful that it knocks Ra’s down to his knees and knocks the breath out of him. Danny slowly walks up and stands loomingly over him.
“It’s not the power I was afraid of, it was the responsibility. Now that I have both, I’ve had enough with you.” He snaps his fingers and the Lazarus pits dry up in the blink of an eye. “You will have Damian sent to his father immediately and keep him out of your business or I will personally drain the ectoplasm from your veins. When I leave, don’t search for me.”
With that, Danny flew away straight through the ceiling and Ra’s finally gasped for air.
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kidovna · 1 year
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Creative minds being creative together ✍🏻✍🏻
Collab with @spacedru1d! They did the lines for this and I did the colours. Here’s part 2
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autocrats-in-love · 24 days
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Prompt (308)
The villain stared at the hero as the two passed each other in the hall.
"What are you doing?" the villain's friend asked.
The villain squinted as the hero disappeared into a crowd of other students. "I don't know. That nerd looks. . .familiar, somehow."
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jasminesfury · 9 months
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what about like… angsty friends to lovers. they like each other but are so scared about it and don’t want to admit it. very nervous first kisses. still acting like friends despite making out. “what are we?” type questions. ougshsgahahhshs
angsty friends to lovers prompts
i just had high school flashbacks
talking all night but barely interacting in real life/in front of other people
“i think it would just be better if we stayed friends, more logical you know?” “oh. uh. yeah. you’re right. that makes sense”
^ making out like five minutes after that “so. friends?”
having the most heartwarming vulnerable conversations with them and then seeing them flirting with someone else the next day
“nothing would really change if we started dating anyway”
“what are we?” “what do you mean? we’re friends” “yeah but..really, are we? you call me at 2am and we talk for hours and then you just ignore my existence for two weeks straight. you make me feel like the most important person in the world and then pretend you don’t even know me. you kiss me and then go on dates with other people. is this really friends?”
going on dates and pretending they aren’t dates
“are you sure you want to do this?” “i’ve never been this sure of anything”
“don’t you get it? i want to date you. i want to be with you. i want to be with you all the time and i want to kiss you and i want to introduce you as my partner to people and i want to be there when you wake up and when you fall asleep. i want to make you laugh all the time, and i want to share everything with you. i want to be with you.”
“we really shouldn’t talk so much. some distance would be healthy..for the both of us” proceeds to talk for hours on end
“i always say i’m done but there’s just something about you”
“same time next week?” “we really shouldn’t do this again” “that’s what you said last time”
kissing after conversations about how they’d be better as friends
“i can’t do this anymore, i need to know if you feel the same”
“i’m fine spending just an hour with you rather than pretending that you don’t exist for an entire week”
“it’s not the last time, we both know this”
trying to date someone else but you just can’t stop thinking about them
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youneedsomeprompts · 5 months
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~ POV: U KEEP RUNNING INTO UR EX ~ HIGH SCHOOL/COLLEGE PROMPTS
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requested by: anonymous request: can you mention reasons why exes would keep running into each other in a highschool/college setting? thank you <3
Feel free to use and reblog!
they still have the same classes/lectures
they are both on a sports team and have their practice at the same time
a mutual friend tries to bring them back together and makes sure they're 'accidentally' bumping into each other
they have the same way to school/to their dorm
they share the same favourite restaurant/coffee shop
whenever they try to avoid each other, they go to the same hiding spot until one day, they are both there at the same time
their lockers are next to each other
their younger siblings are best friends and regularly hang out/need to be picked up
they can't find a free seat at the cafeteria except the one at their ex's table
they run into each other at the library because they are both stressed out about an exam
A started a new student job at the local cinema, and B goes there with their friends/date
the teacher pairs them for a group project
they secretly try to run into the other and wait near their classrooms
they're both on the student council
they both have to wait in front of the principal's office at the same time
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nelkcats · 1 year
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What do you mean by twins?
Star and Stephanie are twins. They were raised quite normally, until their father was revealed on the news to be a villain and not just a normal prisoner. Although their mother was aware of it, the rest of the city was not, and suddenly her daughters were in danger.
The families of those Cluemaster had attacked became enraged and sought revenge on those closest to him: his family. Unfortunately, their mother could not take care of both of them and when the press revealed the identity of one of the twins, she made a risky decision.
She asked her brother to take care of Star, to hide her, and she stayed with Stephanie. They were both too young to remember, and over the years they lost touch. The twins' mother did not want to risk her brother who was now living in Amity Park. So she didn't call frequently.
On one occasion where a football match between Amity and Gotham was held, Star participated as a cheerleader. Not noticing Stephanie's frightened look from the stands. Had someone cloned her? Why?
The bat family got paranoid and tried to initiate contact with "the clone" to get a sample, but the Amity Parkers were too cautious. And the bats swore they felt eyes on the back of their necks every time they tried to get close.
Of course, the Amity Parkers wouldn't let them get close, which made the vigilantes even more frustrated. The worst part is that it was all a misunderstanding, but that didn't stop the battle between the two sides.
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corvase · 1 year
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highschool reunion prompts
feel free to use:)
“it’s good to see you. really good.”
did they keep in touch? why or why not?
“i missed you.”
“how’s life?” “shut up we talked yesterday.”
they see each other and still call each other by their nicknames or whatever
“hey remember when you—” “i don’t care if you’re 17 or 37 i can and will throw you off the roof if you tell anyone about that.”
one like “are there drinks?” and the other two look at each other and one passes the other a twenty like “i told you she couldn’t last five minutes”
“this is my kid.” “OH MY GOSH SHES SO CUTE?????? NO WAY THATS YOURS YOU LOOK LIKE A GOBLIN”
if one of them was going through somethifn back in high school, the other could be like “i’m happy for you. i’m sorry i couldn’t do more back then.”
“you’re just as short as the last time i saw you.” “am i short or are you slenderman?”
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audhd-nightwing · 9 months
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birdflash high school au where dick is captain of the cheer team and wally is captain of the track team
cheer and track have practice at the same time (cheer is on the field, track is on the …track)
their first meeting is wally practicing sprinting but getting distracted by dick doing cool ass gymnastics shit
wally trips and faceplants, dick notices and goes to help him. wally is super embarrassed and dick thinks it’s adorable
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morganbritton132 · 1 year
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I’m now picturing people sending bags of Doritos to the PO Box for Ozzy and maybe Eddie doing a TikTok series of Ozzy trying different flavors and his reactions.
I get so much joy out of the thought of some mother humoring her weird alternative teenage daughter and her friend by driving them to multiple gas stations to buy eighteen bags of Doritos just so they can mail them to some Tiktoker in Illinois.
 It is a life or death situation for them and it pays off when Eddie goes live with a bunch of stuff from his PO Box like, “Hey guys, I was gonna open a bunch of shit from my PO since you guys seem to like that but I’ll do that later.”
“Look at this big ass box,” Eddie says, sitting the big ass box in front of him. “This is the biggest yet lightest box I have ever held and it crinkles when I shake it. I am intrigued. Let’s open it.”
Eddie opens the box and peaks inside before he laughs. He dumps out the contents on the table in front of him and laughs harder even as he read the note that fluttered out with all the bags of Doritos, “What the hell, guys? Uh, this is so fucking random, Amy and Rhea. Thank you. They wrote ‘for the one that Ozzy stole.’ This is certainly more than one.”
Eddie sits down and looks at the different flavors of chips, and opens one bag. He hasn’t even taken a chip out when he freezes. He only moves enough to grab his phone and flip the camera around to show Ozzy standing in the doorway.
Eddie whistles over to Ozzy and pats the couch next to him before setting the camera back down so you can see both of them. Eddie addresses the audience and Ozzy, “Since Stevie’s down for the count for the rest of the day and you did a very good job at getting him to lay down, how about we do a taste test.”
Ozzy is very professional and he is technically still on duty, but Steve is currently snoring beneath two heavy comforters in a pitch black room. Ozzy is taking a break and he wants a chip.
His tail wags and wiggles a bit like he’s excited, so there’s one last base to cover, “If this makes you sick, we don’t know why you’re sick. Deal?”
Eddie holds out his hand. Ozzy gives him paw.
“Okay, we’ll start with an original.” 
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someoneimsure · 2 years
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Can you imagine if Jason actually was in a book club during high school and met a person there who very much remembered him like super fondly? Like he comes back to life thinking no one remembers and then this friend from school randomly recognizes him on the street and greets him like an old friend and tells him exactly where they last met and the books they would talk about and says “Hey, I heard you were kidnapped and everyone thought you were dead. I’m glad you’re doing better” and during their small talk this person suddenly laughs and says “You haven’t changed a bit!” and now suddenly Jason is stalking this person for weeks trying to figure out how to salvage the only friendship he apparently ever had in his entire life and somehow completely forgot about.
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