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seaside-writings · 1 year
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Prompt #648
"Out here, no one can hear you scream,"
"Promise?”
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nymphoheretic · 4 months
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Mating bond. Scent glands. Fangs. Biting. Alpha. Beta. Omega.
Everything that deals with omegaverse.
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Welcome to the Omergaverse collab!!
This NSFW collab is open for artists and writers aged 18+ (no need to follow me); minors and ageless blogs are refrained from participating or I will automatically block you.
The theme for this collab is all about hot, toe-curling, pussy-throbbing, thigh-clenching, mouth-drooling a/b/o claiming/mating bonds. Basically all things omegeverse!
Any fandom is allowed, but please make sure to use either a time-skip/aged-up version of whomever you choose!
All forms of work (art–especially moodboards, drabbles, longfics, oneshots, headcanons etc) and any genre are allowed. Dark content entries are also allowed, provided that they are properly tagged and all.
FOR WRITTEN ENTRIES: The minimum word count is 500. If your work’s wc is more than 500, kindly add in a ‘read more’ to avoid dash clogging.
TO JOIN: Send in via ask your character of choice + if your entry will be art or writing. Please note each person/blog can only submit up to two entries(I don't want anyone to over work themselves🥺). Character repetition is also allowed–each character can be used twice, but you cannot use the same character in all of your submitted entries, unless a threesome is involved. (Character x character is also allowed!)
Ex.g:“Nymphieeee!!! Can i join your collab with Eren Jaeger from AOT + art??? Ily mwah ♥️”, or, “NYMPH!! CAN I PLEASE WRITE FOR BAJI FOR YOUR COLLAB??? 🥵🥵🥵”
There is no deadline to follow here (you can join in anytime), since we all have our personal stuff outside Tumblr to tend to, so take your time in doing your entries! Once done, tag me at @nymphoheretic in your finished work/s and use the collab tag ‘#omegavervse🐺collab’ to track.
If you have any questions regarding the collab, please don’t hesitate to send me an ask/DM via Tumblr or Discord (if we’re moots).
Network tag: @enchantedforest-network
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stealingyourbones · 2 years
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One aspect of dp that I don't see being used a lot in dp x dc crossovers is Danny's previous criminal charges. As well as the fact that he can't really do anything about them due to either no one believing him since he's a ghost or the fact that he would be really easy and legal for ghost hunters to shoot him in court. So with that in mind imagine how this would work in a crossover with the justice league. Like are they all aware of his previous charges but choose to casually ignore them or all they all unaware of them
Oh man okokok so his criminal charges. I haven’t watched the tv show in a while so I don’t know all off the top of my head but the kid has at least multiple accounts of robbery, battery, and destruction of property on many accounts.
Ya girl doesn’t know shit about the criminal/judicial system so I’m unable to go into detail as much as I’d like but…
Have you heard of our lord n savior Plastic Man? The man who is literally the only person on earth who could stop Martian Manhunter? The man the myth the legend who’s joke premise is so OP that DC had to make him immune to mind control or else the Justice League would be doomed?
Well Mr. Patrick “Eel” O’Brian is a wonderful lad who’s backstory ranges from a small time crook to part of the mob where he’s a safecracker.
Homie falls into a vat of acid that gives him his powers but there are many stories where he is reminded of his past of his many many crimes, and has to debate between getting money or doing the right thing. He is a fascinating character and I am slowly collecting all of his newer comics.
He has committed so many fuckin crimes that he had to be given many many many second chances until he is the hero that he is now.
The League has had criminals join their ranks in the past. Danny isn’t the first and hes surely not the last
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wbqotd · 1 year
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If your world had the internet, what would the most commonly searched for terms be?
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promptsfromthecrypt · 1 month
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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒  𝐌𝐘  𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋  𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑  𝐇𝐀𝐒  𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃 : 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒐      ♡      𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎  𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜.
per  request  in  high  demand ,  here’s  a second  list  of    absolutely  batshit ,  out  of  pocket  things  my  original  character  has  said.    triggers  and  nsfw   will  be   present  in  this  specific  meme.
“ there aren't enough men crumbling at my feet. ”
“ knocked loose pit , but it's just me shaking my ass for dollars to ARF ARF! ”
“ i need to girlypop in the pit so bad. ”
“ i wanna beat my father with his own bones. ”
“ he is so mean and unfriendly , i have GOT to fuck him. ”
“ cream cheese wontons , my beloved . . . ”
“ it's okay to not have a valentine on valentine's day. i didn't have a father on father's day. ”
“ can i put ‘ gives great head ’ on my resume? ”
“ there's either a latte or vodka in this mug. ”
“ the sluttiest thing a man can do is wear jewelry. ”
“ sometimes you're just a 25 second ryan kirby scream away from mental clarity. ”
“ this bitch will be like , ‘ i’d rather die than have a complex thought ’ , and then text me at 2am to tell me the deepest introspective shit i’ve ever heard. ”
“ just know that if i ever slept with you , it was an act of self–harm. ”
“ if loving sluts was a crime , i'd do life. ”
“ i crawled out of my coffin like this. ”
“ some of you didn't grow up a stigmatic and it shows. ”
“ life update : cheeks still fat enough to be clapping when i breathe. ”
“ hey , sorry i've been radio silent. i self–isolated to be quirky. ”
“ ask me what's in my fanny pack. yes , it is spaghetti , and yes there’s also garlic bread. you never know when a bitch will get hungry. it’s my first aid kit. ”
“ when you're mean to me , do you stop to consider i have a huge rack? ”
“ i’m aware he’s committed several atrocities , but have you stopped to consider he’s my babygirl? ”
“ i don’t have mental stability. i have a fat ass. it’s an equal trade off. ”
“ having a soul connection with a man is so embarrassing. i need to be lobotomized. ”
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loveebot · 17 days
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lovie’s request “rules” (not really)
please please pleaseee try your best to send in a prompt i can fully respond to. “cowboy!matt and americana!reader” isn’t something i could really respond to. i mean i could, but yk give a little more to my imagination please and thank you🎀
some examples : you could send in something like a question — “would toxicex!nate (your idea)”. or you could send in one of your own rambles and i’ll take it into interpretation — “just thinking about frat!chris doing/saying/whatever (your idea)”. or you could say smth like “would/how would/just thinking about” football!matt and bambi!reader (your idea)
you can either request from these !readers/!(chris, matt, or nate) or come up with your own !readers (i lovee new ideas)🎀
the !readers
fem!reader (regular)
bunny!reader
puppy!reader
teddy!reader
kitty!reader
y2k!reader
bambi!reader
snake!reader
the !boys (can be matt, chris, or nate)
boyfriend!
fratboy!
toxicex!
babydaddy!
bfb! (best friend’s brother)
bbf! (brother’s best friend)
fwb! (friends with benefits)
cowboy!
dealer!
hockey!
exbf!
football!
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fulcrumwrites · 4 months
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Overused trope, but when a low-born boy falls in love with a high-born girl. He knows the parent(s) don’t approve of him courting their daughter, so he remains courteous and pines from a distance, never guessing she feels the same way.
He doesn’t have any prospects to offer her, but she doesn’t care. Maybe they confess their feelings, but go for a time pretending they didn’t because society wouldn’t let them be together. Maybe she chooses him over a socially acceptable suitor and/or arranged marriage. Maybe she’s even disowned.
And when they do court, higher society shames them. They accuse the boy of marrying her for money and status. They assume the girl is looking for a scandal. They are appalled the parent(s) would allow such a union. The boy feels insecure and the girl is abandoned by her “friends”.
And yet they are so in love that they learn to ignore what others say. They won’t let social norms get in the way of their happiness. And maybe it takes an epic adventure to get there.
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drio-r-xiamar · 5 months
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Supposed to be for the gingerpilot week but I couldn't post, anyway, enjoy 🧡
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litgwritersroom · 1 year
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Instead of Operation Nope, I'd love to see a fic/scene with two characters doing an operation to break up MC and her LI (like Bobby and Priya trying to split up MC and Ibrahim because Priya wants Rahim and Bobby wants MC). Can play out any way you like, I just think it would be a fun read. Or, as an alternative, Operation Nope in a way of MC trying to get with Hope and Bobby trying to get with Noah.
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Hello to all you lovelies out there!
What a fantastic response to the last prompt we got, so we're going ahead and giving you another. We've had these asks for a while, and they're so juicy. There're so many ways to go with this take, and we'd love to see what you lot would do with it.
Again, no obligations, this is just some fun. If you are taking part, we just ask that you tag us so we don't miss it! If you'd like to format it like we do, feel free to check out our recent fics to get an idea.
Open prompt: rewriting Operation Nope.
Honestly, feel free to do any season, pair up any characters, just have fun with it!
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moonhuit · 1 year
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can i request a prompt from the hurt/comfort list for j/7? <3
set vaguely around ranger!seven time: "there's nothing you could have done"
janeway did not need a medical tricorder to assess how terribly injured her ex-borg was. the bruises and the lacerations spoke for any speculations about what hell seven could have crawled out of. any remnant of consciousness in the blonde seemed to have been working towards homing her soul back to safety.
she’s alive. janeway thinks–almost persuading herself. she’s alive and incredibly stubborn. seven carried a weight unbearable and impossible to get rid of–the inability to forgive herself which always ends up in her repenting and bleeding on janeway’s doorstep. the older woman knows only seven could help herself–so she does the second best thing, care for her. only this time around, they had traded their 2 am philosophical debates for 4 am ‘i hope you are home because i am bleeding at your doorstep’ conversations.
either way, janeway’s door was always open to seven.
“if you’re going to tell me off, ” seven starts, when gentle fingers are done passing over her split lips and janeway is looking less angry at her predicament. “there’s nothing you could have done about it…”
i wasn’t going to let you resign your commission for my sake.
it was always a layered conversation between them. even when janeway is hyperfocused on tending to her wounds and all seven could do is feel. guilt and shame. she feels like time had pulled her back in voyager. conversations where she’d inadvertently fish for confirmation of her assumptions–that she’d disappointed janeway, broke janeway’s faith on her—that she had failed janeway.
“i know.” arguing with seven about the rangers had been a moot point–at least that’s how janeway looked at it given that seven is a straightforwardly stubborn individual. so she observes instead–keeps tabs on where seven could be, in official and at an unofficial capacity. because it’s convenient–it also helps janeway remember to refresh the stocks on the safehouses she’d shared in confidence with seven.
“promise me this, darling,” the healing hands stop hovering above her bruises—and her breath hitches. seven had come prepared with a whole argument and there was not going to be any. “don’t force my hand to drive another ship through a binary pulsar to get to you, okay?"
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writerbeemedina · 2 months
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Spoiled Rotten
Synopsis: Have you ever asked yourself what the typical morning is like for a supervillain who is also single father? Wonder no more. The morning of another big attempt to conquer the city, Lord Obliterator must first face the second greatest challenge: feeding his four-year-old daughter.
This is a pretty old story. Hopefully is suits your supervillain needs. ^^"
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Ah. Nothing more refreshing than the promise of crushing enemies, conquering the city, and sweet, sweet revenge, in the morning.
No sooner had Lord Obliterator opened his eyes had an explosion sounded, rattling the house. Oh, shit, they’ve found us, he thought to himself. In a rush of adrenaline, the supervillain armed himself with an electro-gun and threw himself out of his bedroom into the hallway.
Lord Obliterator aimed his firearm to fry the trespassing superhero to a crisp, only to look down and sigh in relief.
“Now what did we talk about?” The villain stooped down to pluck a magma gun from a child’s small grip and wagged a finger. “No handling firearms without my supervision, Bonnie!”
“Aww!” Bonnie whined. “But I was gonna take it to show-and-tell today!”
It took everything in Lord Obliterator’s power to control his paternal pride as he lowered himself to one knee and placed a massive hand on her head. “Look darling, I understand why you want to take a family invention. We’re incredible. However, it’s just not safe to disclose our weapons to the lesser people of mankind. People would be greedy, manufacture more but slightly tweak its design to pass it as their own. Next thing you know, we’d be stuck in the middle of a multi-million dollar lawsuit! Do you understand, my little imp?”
“Okay,” Bonnie said dejectedly, kicking out her foot. “Then…can I bring my taxidermy collection instead?”
“Wonderful alternative, darling!” Lord Obliterator beamed. Then, he clapped twice before saying, “Now go ready for kindergarten, while Papa gets himself ready to fire the Ultra Death Beam in the city square today!”
“Okay!” the little girl squealed, her thick braids bouncing as she skipped merrily to her room. 
Meanwhile, Lord Obliterator gazed at the sizzling, melted hole in the wall. Yet another repair to add to the bills, he thought mournfully. 
Well, it wasn’t proper to take over the city looking like a hot mess. How embarrassing it would be if he looked like a zombie on the front page of the newspaper, when he took over the city!
Lord Obliterator changed out of his “I’m Secretly a Princess” t-shirt (a birthday present from his darling daughter) into his most malicious-looking suit of armor, and styled his frizzled black hair into a slick ponytail before making his way to torture cham—uh, the kitchen.
“ARGH!” he cried, lifting his foot to find a doll shoe practically embedded underneath. A villain couldn’t even practice his own stride through his own halls without getting assaulted by stray toys lying around like traps! Lord Obliterator made a mental note to talk to his daughter about this later.
Eventually, he arrived, Bonnie—now wearing a black dress with buckles—seated at the counter, banging her spoon-grasping fists and death-metal screeching, “ICE-CREAM! ICE-CREAM!”
Lord Obliterator was careful not to react, for, unknown to Bonnie, breakfast would be different that morning. Today, Lord Obliterator would be a good parent and feed her something truly evil—and nutritious, of course.
The villain hurried about the room, frequenting the refrigerator and the pantry while managing the coffee-maker, toaster, and stove. A symphony of metallic clunking, cracking, sizzling, gurgling, sloshing, and beeping filled the place, while Bonnie continued her scream-chant. With Bonnie, there was no real way of telling whether she was summoning food or demons.
After ten minutes of tackling one of his few attempts at cooking and shoving down his crippling self-doubt, the fruit of Lord Obliterator’s efforts was done. He cackled sinisterly.
“Behold! The most evil breakfast of all!” Lord Obliterator announced.
Bonnie shrieked, writhing with such vigorous glee that her chair almost toppled over.
The villain twirled for an extra flare of drama before setting down the plate of mushy, yellow…
“Eggs!” he said in a sing-song voice.
The little girl scrunched up her face before fixing Lord Obliterator with a hellish glare.
“What’s the meaning of this?” she said dangerously, every trace of excitement gone. 
Lord Obliterator expected something like this to happen; Bonnie was always stubborn when it came to food. Still, he couldn’t help but chuckle with a twinge of unease as he sat down at his side of the table.
“Ah-aha, eggs, darling. This is the cooked substance of unborn fetuses from chickens robbed against their will! Isn’t that sinister?” he said.
“Where’s my peanut-butter ice-cream? Where’s my chocolate pudding?” Bonnie persisted. “Stuff that makes your teeth rot?!”
Of course, sugary sweets did technically count as evil for the consequences they bring; however, Bonnie’s dental bills weren’t getting any cheaper.
“B-But a chicken’s family line has been taken from them, never to be regained! Their unborn offspring taste delicious, and they give you the strength to destroy your enemies! Doesn’t that sound—” 
“I hate eggs! I’ve always hated them my entire life!” Bonnie interrupted, letting out a scream as she flung her spoons so forcefully they pierced the wall—had Lord Obliterator not ducked in time, it would have been his head. 
Lord Obliterator sighed shakily. He didn’t want it to come to this. The villain rose from his seat, cracking his knuckles as he approached his young daughter…
Then threw himself onto the floor.
“Please eat! How terrible of a parent Papa would feel if he took over the city today knowing that he let his only daughter go to school starved! Ple-he-hease!” he begged tearfully, his hands clasped in front of him.
“NEVER! Not until you give me sweets!” Bonnie roared.
“Please?! Just one bite for your old man?!” Lord Obliterator groveled. 
Bonnie’s face contorted and flushed, tears gathering at the corners of her eyes. The room was deadly still, right before a bomb explosion—the villain could practically see the wick burn down to his daughter’s head—then, she let out a wail that could make even the dead cover their ears as she dropped to the floor, kicking, banging and screaming as if she were possessed.
“YOU DON’T LOVE ME ANYMORE!” she cried. “I’D RATHER LIVE WITH A SUPERHERO THAN LIVE WITH YOU!”
Lord Obliterator doubled over, dramatically clutching his heart as though a bullet had torn straight through it. Superhero. Superhero. The one time I try to make something beneficial for my kid and she compares me to those fiends! Oh, Lenora, how did you ever handle such insanity? 
“Look! You can have ice cream for breakfast, okay?! No, cake! No, ice-cream cake! Doesn’t that sound nice? Please, please stop crying!” the villain pleaded.
“Okay!” Bonnie said, springing back up.
A pause, in which Lord Obliterator sighed in relief. “But this is the last time, got it? No more mister push-over,” he told his daughter, fetching her her promised dessert.
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“Are you all packed? Got your lunch? Your collection?” Lord Obliterator asked his child at the door, the bus just arriving. 
“All here!” Bonnie said, bouncing up and down wearing a purple skull-print backpack larger than her.
“Good. Now, remember what to do if any of the other kids mess with you?”
“I clobber them! Teach them the meaning of the word pain! Demolition!” she screeched, bawling her hands into fists and giving her best evil cackle.
“That’s my girl.” Lord Obliterator sniffed, a single tear rolling down his cheek.
“Good luck on the Ultra Death Beam!” Bonnie said before taking off for the school bus.
Lord Obliterator sighed heavily. As difficult as it was to be a villain and a parent, he had to admit that both were worthwhile. 
Another morning, another glorious opportunity to wreak destruction.
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1pcii · 4 months
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completely unrelated but I finally figured out how to use mangadex downloader 😭
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bees-writting · 4 months
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HIIII- I’m Bee, he/him pronouns and I write for funsies, feel free to ask me anything that doesn’t disrespect the guidelines :)
Here’s the masterlist, it will stay updated : MASTERLIST
This will be updated as I see fit
Here’s the writting run down yall
Don’ts
Smut
Homophobia (may be written for storyline purposes but don’t blatantly request it bc you don’t like the gays)
Transphobia (same as above)
Racism (same as above)
Irl serial killers (I knew a girl don’t ask)
Illegal sexual stuff (I’ll write stealing and shit but not the nasty bad stuff like that yk)
No discrimination
No actors themselves (sorry it makes me uncomfy, but you can do characters, or characters played by a specific actor)
No OCs written by other people (I may write one of my OCs occasionally)
I refuse to straightify gay characters (I write mostly mxm anyways, I will gayify straight characters- might be controversial but idc)
No like little minors if that makes sense- like no young Percy Jackson but like teens I’ll write for since most characters are teens
Dos
Yandere
MaleXMale
MaleXFemale (Occasionally, mostly a mxm blog)
FemaleXFemale (occasionally, mostly a mxm blog)
Gay characters- (like me)
Trans characters (also like me)
AUs (depending on the AU)
Poly (depending on the characters)
Idk request it and I’ll let you know ig
That’s the basic guidelines both for writting and in general, if you have any questions feel free to ask :)
Here are some current characters I’m willing to write for! - if you want someone from another fandom or a unlisted character feel free to ask if I’ll add them to my list!
Harry Potter Universe
James Potter
Remus Lupin
Regulus Black
Barry Crouch Jr (PLEASE I LOVE HIM)
Evan Rosier
Sirius Black
Harry Potter
Ron Weasley
Fred Weasley
George Weasley
Luna Lovegood
Hermione Granger
Draco Malfoy
Young Tom Riddle
Tom Riddle Jr
Matteo Riddle
Lorenzo Berkshire
Theodore Nott
Teddy Lupin
Newt Scammander
Marvel/X-Men
Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield and Tom Holland- I have a Vendetta against Mr. Maguire)
Harry Osborne (TASM 2, AND PLEASE I BEG REQUEST HIM I LOVE HIM AHHH)
Loki
The Winter Soldier
Thor
Pietro Maximoff
Wanda Maximoff
Hawkeye
Black widow
Peter Maximoff
Young Charles Xavier
Wolverine
Beast
Mystique
There are so many of them so if the person isn’t listed just ask if I’ll do them and I’ll let you know
Once Upon A Time
Emma Swan
Regina Mills
Ruby(Red riding hood)
Heracles
Peter Pan(but not canon like not the whole weird family thing they’ve got goin on)
Mulan
Tinker bell
Jekyll and Hyde
Jefferson
August
Ingrid
Knave of hearts
Once Upon A Time (Wonderland)
Knave of hearts
Red Queen
Cyrus
Alice
Percy Jackson
Percy Jackson- teen version
Nico Di Angelo
Luke Castellian
Leo Valdez
Annabeth Chase
Clarisse La Rue
The Hunger Games
Finnick Odair
Peeta Malark
Johanna Mason
Lucy Gray
Sejanus Plinth
Effie Trincket
Haymitch Abbernathy(?)
The Owl House
Luz Noceda
Amity Blight (only fem.)
Edalyn Clawthorne
Lilith Clawthorne (only platonic she’s AroAce)
Raine Whispers
Emira Blight
Edric Blight
Gus Porter
Willow
Hunter
Darius
Night At The Museum
Jed
Octavius
Ahkmenrah
The Flash
Barry Allen
Cisco Ramon
Hartley Rathaway (Male only)
School Bus Graveyard
Aiden Clark
Ben Clark
Ashlyn
Logan
Tyler
Taylor
Misc.
Five Hargreaves (The Umbrella Academy)
Klaus Hargreaves (The Umbrella Academy)
Willy Wonka (Charlie And The Chocolate Factory, or from Wonka)
Meeks (Dead Poets Society)
Gabriel Boutin (The Bastard Son And The Devil Himself show)
Nathan Byrn (The Bastard Son And The Devil Himself show)
Mike Schmidt (FNAF Movie)
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siixkiing · 1 year
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why do all these people feel that they know me? [[ from sonson to macaque because who better to start opening up to about her blossoming identity crisis lmfao ]]
☯ MISCELLANEOUS SENTENCE PROMPTS ☯
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"Strong family resemblance and striking similarities? I mean, your great-pappy has a reputation here...that is what happens when you're overly headstrong and pertinacious to the point of absurdity and don't backdown from any sort of challenge."
Though, he supposed it wasn't fair to the young simian for her to be compared to her grandfather like that. Of course they were strikingly similar in many ways. Sonson had many similarities to the Great Sage, including his stubbornness, playfulness, and many more traits that made it clear she was his granddaughter. Not to mention her appearance greatly resembled the king, enough so that anyone would mistake her for him at first glance. It was uncanny at times.
That said, there were also plenty of differences to be had between them as well — enough that the young girl was her own being. While, it was probably nice to hear she shared traits with her grandfather and could make her feel proud of that fact THAT didn't mean it couldn't also get tiresome or sting to hear too. Especially after so many countless times. Probably an annoyance too whenever the young simian got mistaken for him and attack by foes had a grudge against the old sage. It was probably aggravating to have your day interrupted by a case of mistaken identity.
A sigh passing through the shadow's lips in response. Expression changing from the jovial teasing one he had been wearing previously to a more serious one. Reaching out to place a claw against her shoulder. Meeting her gaze with his own.
"Listen Kiddo — "
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" — it's never easy living in someone else's shadow, I should know that. Better than most would."
He was the Monkey King's after all. Sure, he was his own Celestial Monkey — the great Six-Eared Macaque BUT that seemed overshadowed by the one he had once dedicated his life to. His legend drowned out by that of his once closest and dearest friend. Only a passage in that whole tale and nothing more.
"It tough to make others see you for you and not someone else. Damn near impossible sometimes, but — "
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" — if there is one positive thing that you share with him, it's that famous iron-will and stubbornness. Make them see you, not as the Granddaughter of Sun Wukong BUT as Sun Xiaomin. Forge your own path and your own destiny, don't let anyone decide that for you other than you."
Giving a reaffirming squeeze to her shoulder. Hoping in some small way that his little pep talk would be able to help. Even if he was very rusty at such things now.
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xiaoluclair · 11 months
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for how difficult cactuses supposedly are to kill, i know a lot of people who have killed cactuses
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cutie-writes · 2 years
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“At any point of this relationship, did I ever mean anything to you?”
A twitch.
The slightest of movement— something one would miss with a blink of an eye but you saw it.
He frowns as he takes several steps forward to approach you, knowing you no longer had the strength to back away.
A gentle hand kisses the side of your face as he stares into your eyes, silence echoing throughout the room.
“Not once.”
Numbness fills your veins.
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