Person A: “Ah shit.”
Person B: “What’s wrong?! It got really noisy all of a sudden!”
Person A: “Oh don’t worry about that, someone’s just trying to kill me again. Give me five minutes and I’ll call you back.”
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shipdepot · 1 day
Jace is taking lessons with Daemon to better learn High Valyrian than just the basic dragon commands, keeps it a secret from the rest of the family because he wants to be a surprise for his mother when they have more in depth conversations and is honestly very proud of his progress. Completely regrets it though when he’s stuck with Aemond and his Lucerys for one reason or another and realizes that every time he thought his brother and uncle were arguing in their mother tongue they’ve actually been dirty talking the whole time
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creweemmaeec11 · 2 days
"The code to turn off the security systems is 264375,"
The theif paused their typing to turn and look back at the museum guard who was sitting against the wall, hands tied behind their back. They simply offered a blank stare.
"Excuse me?"
"I said the code to-"
"Yes I got that," the theif bit back, "why the hell would you tell me that? You think I'm stupid enough to put in am alarm code that would call the police instead?"
"We don't have one of those," the employee replied casually, "There isn't even a limit for failed access attempts on that thing. Besides, you think they pay me enough to risk telling you a fake code?"
The their stared, wordlessly, unsure what to say, "that doesn't give you a reason to help me,"
"How about: my boss is a disgusting misogynist who threatened a female coworker that he would take the time she spends in the bathroom changing products every month off her minimum wage paycheck," the employee deadpanned, raising an eyebrow. "This guy spends millions on art and can't be asked to give the ones who protect it paid sick leave. Trust me, the more money this guy loses in this heist the better. If you let me up I can unlock the fingerprint scanner on the box for the motion sensors,"
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thepenultimateword · 2 days
Short Prompt #100
The scientist placed their hand over the villain’s failing heartbeat, the only damaged part of their beloved leader left. Soon it would be replaced with the mechanical one in the scientists case. Such an advanced piece of machinery would allow for more extreme exertion, could distribute strengthening serums as easily as it did blood, and it would never fail. Not naturally at least.
The scientist lifted their palm and rested their ear against the steady warmth of the villain’s chest.
Ba-bump. Ba-bump. Ba-bump.
The beats were so faint and yet so familiar. The sound of home.
Yes. The mechanical heart would save the villain’s life. It would be better for them. But…
“But will you still beat for me?” the scientist whispered.
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navnae · 2 days
Eddie being able to read minds because he’s a vampire concept :)
“Did you know that I can read minds?” Eddie didn’t know why he wanted to have this conversation but something in his brain kept pushing it to the forefront. Steve looked at him with a ‘yeah right’ expression on his face then shook his head.
“No you can’t.” Steve said before laughing at the idea. Eddie placed his hand on his chest and playfully gasped as if he was offended by Steve not believing him. In all honesty it did sound a little far fetched once Eddie said it out loud but it was the truth.
“I’m disappointed that you don’t believe me, Harrington.” Eddie pouted. He dramatically turned away from Steve and pretended to sob into his hands. Both of them started laughing in unison due to Eddie’s performance. After their laughter died down they went back to talking about random stuff.
As the day went on Eddie could tell something was off about Steve. A few hours ago he was at his happiest, making jokes that he swore were the funniest, rambling about the basketball game that came on last night even though Eddie had no clue what he was talking about, or simply talking about how life was going for him. None of those things were brought up and he slowly became silent throughout the day. Eddie didn’t want to pressure Steve into talking about anything unless he was comfortable with doing so. When midnight came over Hawkins the boys went into Steve’s room to get ready for bed. Eddie swiftly put on his pajamas and made himself comfortable on Steve’s floor with one of his big puffy blankets. Steve stared at Eddie as if he wanted to say something but quickly turned away when Eddie met his gaze. He went to turn off the lights before hoping into his bed and getting under his covers. Eddie laid in the darkness unable to sleep because his senses were always heightened during the night, he could hear, smell, see, sometimes taste every little thing. He continued to twist and turn as he tried to ignore the sounds keeping him up. Once Eddie managed to semi fall asleep Steve’s voice made his eyes flew open.
“Eddie… are you awake?” Steve whispered. Eddie could hear him leaning up in bed and he could feel Steve’s eyes looking down at him even with his back turned.
“Now I am.” Eddie joked. His back was met with a pillow that hit him hard. Eddie turned to face Steve who was dying of laughter at Eddie’s pain. “Ow!”
“That’s for being an asshole,” Steve saint in between laughs. Eddie couldn’t help it and he started to laugh too. At this point both of them were sitting up fully awake. Again just like earlier when silence filled the room Eddie could see Steve’s facial expression because of the moonlight that shined through his window, he bit his lip as he looked at Eddie. He needed to get something off his chest but Eddie didn’t know exactly what until Steve sighed before speaking. “When you said you could read minds you were joking right?”
Steve’s voice cracked slightly as he asked the question. Eddie smiled to himself knowing that Steve probably haven’t stopped thinking about what he said the entire day. He wondered did it make him nervous that Eddie could do that or was it just intriguing to him.
“Nope. I was being completely honest.” Eddie admitted. Steve squinted his still being skeptical about the whole thing. Before Eddie could comprehend what was going on Steve made his onto the floor and sat criss crossed in front of Eddie with his arms folded.
“Prove it.” Steve challenged while tilting his head. Eddie’s eyes widened at the sudden request.
“What?” Eddie blurted out even though he heard exactly what Steve said.
“I said prove it. Prove that you can read my mind right now.” Steve pushed on. Eddie was very tempted to accept Steve’s challenge but right now his senses were going to overwhelm him if he used his powers.
“As much as I really want to show you unfortunately I can’t. There’s so many factors that goes into it and it’s not easy to do-“
“All I’m hearing are excuses because you can’t do it and you were lying this entire time. Is that right, Munson?” Steve interrupted with a snarky remark. Eddie wanted to wipe that smirk off of Steve’s face very badly and there was only one way he knew how.
“Alright Harrington, you want me to prove to you then fine. Think of a number and I’ll say it.”Eddie suggested. Steve went ahead and closed his eyes thinking of a number that he knew Eddie wouldn’t get. A few seconds went by and he finally came up with a number. “Do you have one?”
Steve nodded his head then opened his eyes again. Eddie took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes so he could focus. His body starting tingling meaning that his powers were actually working and they were stringer than ever tonight. Eddie started to get a connection to Steve’s mind he was able to hear faint subconscious thoughts but his main focus was the number. He couldn’t find anything at first until he finally found the number that Steve was thinking of.
“One,” Eddie paused. He needed to fully process the number because Steve thought it would be an amazing idea to pick the biggest one he could find.
“Nope! See I knew-“
“Thousand two hundred fifty eight.” Eddie finished. When there wasn’t a response Eddie opened his eyes to see nothing but shock on Steve’s face. Eddie let out a laugh, at least he didn’t have to see that smirk anymore.
“H-how did you… that’s not- what?” Steve stuttered like never before. Now that Eddie awakened his ability to read minds all of Steve’s thoughts were coming at him like a train. He covered his ears as the voices kept getting louder and louder.
“I told you. Can you perhaps stop thinking for a second. I can hear everything that’s going on in your head right now.” Eddie mumbled. Suddenly the voices stopped and Steve’s face became softer. He looked sorry but Eddie didn’t expect him to know better, it’s not easy to control your thoughts.
“Sorry. It’s just that I didn’t think that you were really able to do it.” Steve said softly. Eddie gave him a small smile.
“It’s okay, I mean I couldn’t believe that I could do it either until one day it happened.” Eddie shrugged. Steve nodded his head and sat there for a second. Eddie couldn’t hear any of his thoughts anymore now that he was fully aware of Eddie being able to. Steve made sure to block out whatever he was thinking.
“If you don’t mind me asking how long have you known that you could do that?” Steve asked his voice barely being above a whisper.
“Honestly, the moment I reunited with you guys.” Eddie remembered that day clearly. The happy smiles and warm hugs that he was greeted with made his heart melt. Most importantly when he could hear what everyone thought about him coming back it added more happiness to his entire being. Steve’s thoughts on that day caught Eddie off guard the most.
“That was awhile ago. Do you remember what I was thinking?” Steve asked this time his voice was a little louder. Eddie hoped that Steve wasn’t implying to tell him what he was thinking during that day.
“Not really… I mean yeah kind of but it’s not important.” Eddie tried to move on from the topic but Steve wasn’t going to let that happen.
“Come on tell me!” Steve quietly yelled as he shook Eddie’s arm. The more he talked the more his thoughts started to get loud. Eddie could hear Steve’s voice all around him and it started to become too much.
“Okay! I’ll tell you just please keep your thoughts at a minimum,” Eddie begged. Steve nodded and kept his thoughts at a minimum like he promised. “Thanks. Alright from what I can remember when you first saw me you thought ‘I can’t believe he’s alive’ that’s something you kept repeating in your head. Then there would be times when you thought no one was watching you would-“
Eddie stopped himself from continuing on. The things he felt that day started coming back and he didn’t want to relive it. His stomach fluttered at what he heard from Steve and it wasn’t filtered or something out of Eddie’s imagination it was truly what he was thinking. Eddie snapped out of his thoughts when Steve placed his hand on top of Eddie’s.
“Eddie what would I do?” Steve said softly. Eddie met his eyes. Underneath the moonlight Steve’s features came out so beautifully that it was almost unreal that he wasn’t in a museum somewhere. Eddie looked away for a split second before focusing on Steve again.
“When you thought no one was watching you would look at me and in your head I could hear you say ‘I missed him’ over and over again.” Eddie said quietly. He didn’t know why it affected him that much but the fact that Steve even cared about him made him feel things. Steve’s cheeks had a light pink blush on them as he glanced at his hand on top of Eddie’s then he quickly pulled it away.
“Well that’s not as bad as I thought it would be. At least I wasn’t thinking about something weird.” Steve said nervously. They laughed in unison and the tension in the room was still there. Both of them wanted to say something more but nothing seemed right at the time. Steve had so much going on in his brain that he couldn’t control himself from asking more questions. “Have you ever read my mind when it’s just us?”
Eddie looked away guiltily knowing that he’s definitely done it more than once and it was supposed to be for a joke until every time he read Steve’s mind he would learn something about Steve that ended up being personal. He didn’t want to do it if it meant that he would be invading his privacy so he stopped.
“Yeah but not anymore. It wasn’t my place to do so and it wasn’t fair to you.” Eddie looked down at his hands to avoid Steve’s eyes that weren’t leaving him any time soon. He expected Steve to scold him but that never happened.
“When it’s just us… what do you hear me think about?” Steve asked and he started to move closer towards Eddie.
“Steve I don’t think-“
“It’s okay you can tell me. What do I think about when it’s just us?” Steve asked again. His eyes twinkled with anticipation. Eddie knew eventually this would happens he just didn’t know that it would be this soon.
“When it’s just us you think about ‘what movies should we watch’ or ‘what kind of snacks should we eat’ things like that,” Eddie laughed lightly and Steve joined him. He frowned slightly as he started to talk. “Then when it hits midnight you start thinking ‘I wish he could sleep in my bed’ ‘I want him to hold me while I’m sleeping’ ‘if only things were different’ . “ Eddie said before looking up at Steve to meet his eyes. His mouth was parted meaning that he was speechless for once in his life.
“And you can hear all of that?” Steve asked softly. His entire face turned red and he could feel sweat rolling down the side of face. Eddie felt the energy that came off of Steve it was a mixture of nervousness but it was overpowered by excitement. No matter how hard Steve tried to hide it his body language wasn’t matching with his tone of voice.
“Yeah, I can hear a lot of things. Like whenever I get near you I can heart your heart beating out of your chest, the way your breath hitches when I enter the room, especially when you think things along the line of ‘I want to kiss him until there’s no more oxygen left between us and we suffocate in each other’s arms’. I’ve gathered that you have liked me for awhile now just because of things that you’ve thought about me.” Eddie smiled at Steve’s blushing face.
“Eddie I swear it’s n-not like that-“
“Steve I like you too.” Eddie said happily. He scooted closer to Steve so that they could be face to face now. Steve raised a brow in confusion.
“You do?” Steve asked almost surprised by that fact. Eddie nodded his head in response then slowly started to close the gap between them.
“I do. You’re thinking about how much you want to kiss me right now.” Eddie whispered his breath tickling Steve’s face as he leaned in too.
“No I’m not.” Steve’s voice was barely audible. Eddie laughed lightly.
“I know,” Eddie said softly. He noticed Steve’s eyes flicking from his eyes to his lips and Eddie smirked at that, “Now you are.”
Eddie pulled Steve in for a kiss that lasted for a few seconds before he pulled away. Both boys were smiling from ear to ear and they’ve never felt so happy in their entire lives.
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gingerly-writing · 2 days
Prompt #3294
"That's the problem with you heroes. Always an inconvenience; never a threat."
"Oh yeah?" the hero wheezed between blood-splattered lips, "how's this for an inconvenience?"
They pushed the button.
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elkleggs · 5 hours
You are the most amazing artist ever, and I’m so grateful you’re taking prompts ❤️ In the spirit of the season - I’d love to see Bucky taking care of prickly, miserable pre-serum Steve when he’s sick. Heaping blankets on him or giving him a torturous sweaty rim job cause “germs come out with the spunk, Stevie, you know that” or just making him soup and cuddling on him or checking his temperature with his lips. Smutty or fluffy, whatever strikes your fancy.
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cptbtptp00 · 3 days
We all know about the feral beasts & their emotional support human,
How about the opposite?
Psycho/ feral humans and their emotional support monsters?
I demand equal rights!
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echomimus · 21 hours
Ghostface carrying Leon to hatch- maybe he does it bridal style? Or does he carry him like any other survivor so he gets a nice view of his ass, hard to say…
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YOU KNOW WHAT i think that danny would 100% carry him bridal style all the fucking time if he could, HOWEVER he only does so when they’re looking for the hatch (i like to think that leon is adamant on “not letting other survivors know” so . yeah). during trials danny carries him like every other survivors but he does get a little handsy :))
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daily-prompts · 2 days
Prompt 1985
This may not be about me, but I’m still in the middle of it.
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Whump Prompt #982
When the doctor first brings in the wheelchair, everyone thinks A is on the verge of throwing up. A went pale, glassy eyed and quiet as though the chair had given them a death sentence. In an instance, B’s protective glare clears the room. 
Once granted privacy, B sits on the edge of A’s bed, and uses their hand to gently guide their chin up: so A is looking anywhere else but the chair. 
“I know its a lot.” B says gently, and smooths back A’s hair with their free hand. “Tell me how you’re feeling.” 
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Person A: “This wasn’t supposed to happen! You’re supposed to be dead!”
Person B: “I’m supposed to be a lot of things, unfortunately it seems my enemies rarely do their homework, even when the information is readily available to them. You have no one to blame for your failures, but yourself.”
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shipdepot · 3 days
Need a fic where Lucerys and Aemond are laying together and Luke realizes his uncle is just staring at him and goes ‘???’ Only for Aemond to say ‘don’t move I’m counting your freckles’
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creweemmaeec11 · 3 days
The superpower of creating paintings you can enter. Hide your lair inside a painting. Need a knife? Draw a store room with a knife on the shelf, then enter the painting and go get it.
The more realistic, the better the world and all that's within it will be. If it's only doodles, you will enter a black-and-white world of squiggles and paper cut out objects.
Try trapping your enemies in a painting of an infinite staircase of an Alice and wonderland like world of mazes.
Hopefully no one comes along and damages the painting while someone is inside...
What happens if you draw something living...?
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thepenultimateword · 22 hours
Short Prompt #102
“Shhh, shhh,” Villain soothed, swiping their thumbs over the henchman’s eyes. “Don’t cry. Your pretty eyes will get all swollen.”
“I thought you were dead,” the henchman croaked,
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Dialogue Prompt
"Killing someone is the easiest thing in the world."
"Pillow over their mouth?"
"Poison in their tea?"
"Missing breaks and ice on the road?"
"Easy peasy"
"...You guys need therapy."
-Mod Vienna @see-through-stars
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