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Billy knows when you have a headache. He can see it in the way you hold your shoulders, can hear it in the shortness of your voice. He knows that you go quiet when you’re hurting so that you don’t accidentally snap at him or anyone else. He admires your restraint, but it kills him because you’re in pain and you won’t tell him. So, one of the times you’re quiet and tense in his passenger seat, Billy reaches over and begins to gently rub your neck. He wasn’t expecting you to break down crying because of how good it felt. From that point on, Billy loved helping when you had headaches. He’d smirk as he came up behind you, muttering something about “his magic touch” as you all but collapsed from the relief. You’d be annoyed at him if he wasn’t so good at it.
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wild-lavender-rose · 1 year
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Fluffy Alphabet Prompt List
Affirmation- How affirming are they of you and their love for you?
Birthday/Begetting Day- What do they do for you to celebrate the day you were born?
Cuddles/Courtship- What’s their favorite cuddle position? How do they court you? 
Dating/Dancing- What are some of the dates they would take you on? Do they like to dance?
Emergencies- How do they respond when either you or them have an emergency? 
Family- What happens when they’re around your family? What about their own family?
Gifts- What kind of gifts do they give you? 
Hugs- How do they hug you? 
I Love You- Who says I love you first?
Jokes- What’s their humor like?
Kids- How do they feel about having children?
Listening- How’s their listening skills? 
Movie Night/Mornings- What movie do you watch on movie night? What do mornings spent with them look like? 
Needs- What do they need from a healthy relationship?
Others- How do they react when you’re around other people? 
P.D.A./Protectiveness- What’s their opinion on public displays of affection? How protective are they?
Quarrel- What do the two of you fight over and how do you make up? 
Romance- How romantic are they? 
Stress- How do you help each other handle stress?  
Trust- How do you show each other your trust?
Unique- What’s something unique about them that you love? 
Vacation- Where do you go and what do you do on vacation?
Wedding- What would your wedding be like?
Xtra- An extra thing about your relationship 
Yearning- What’s something that they yearn for when you’re separated? 
Zzz- How do they respond when you fall asleep in their presence? 
Request a character and a prompt and I’ll write a reader insert drabble for them. For the letters that have two different prompts, that’s for characters who might not have things like movie nights in their worlds. For those letters, just specify which of the prompts you’d like to see. 
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book-centipede · 10 months
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Hello!
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poetrybyonur · 22 days
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I want to be your wildest adventure, but also your safe place. A place you call home.
(Music by Alina Baraz)
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teeth-draws · 7 months
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“What do you mean he’s scary!! Look at him!”
— taking artistic liberties to scrunkle the face of @shepherds-of-haven’s Blade Bronwyn - a man with 0.6% body fat lol
#shepherds of haven#if games#blade bronwyn#this is mc privelage at work#hc mcs but especially the ladies are like no he’s fine!! look he’s a lamb!! but if someone else tried this they’d get their wrists broken#being an artist (like being a writer) makes your proclivities rly obvious because in this instance you can tell that I love#babying men who could kickflip me into the sun#picking fights with famed assassins like… wow blade ur so confident for your height! and leave#blade likes girls with good hearts and Halle is not quite that but she IS an efficient worker so she always comes back with the win…#and a bunch of rescued orphans and mages and stuff it’s… not a reflection of her personality but rather her work ethic which even then#is reluctant and put-upon#she didn’t want to be a captain let alone commander she was meant to be using this gang of do-gooders to fulfil her fate and then bounce#but they’re all so wholesome and now she loves them despite her better judgement#and he’s so cute!! with his poetry and plants and the googly-eyed clam he keeps on his desk and talks to about his feelings!!#what’s a girl to do?#there’s only so strong you can be in the face of a man who tells you straight-faced he’d mcfucking die for you#talking the talk and walking the walk even to the most wary of wilderness orphans#as always blade you are a nightmare to draw I lost sleep over your skin tone#my foe of four years aka blade’s left elbow is cunningly hidden#their child would be a serious force of nature and also really tall#fanart#shoh#can you imagine the name? between austere ket names and whack mage names…#these are my parents: blade and halwendi. my name is steele mechanicus and I DONT want to talk about it#just realised that if his brother saw this shit he’d get blade stoned for being a public hussy gosh sorry better make an honest man of him#new blade hairstyle is a shaggy wolfcut bc I think it’s cute on him lmao#this is a really autistic couple honestly#not quite sure where to put his hands#like when you flip a shark upside down
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radicalgraff · 1 year
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"Stop Cop City / Solidarity NHV to ATL. RIP Tort!"
Graffiti in New Haven, Connecticut in memory of Manuel Teran aka Tortuguita, an Atlanta Forest defender who was shot and killed by cops on Wednesday.
The Atlanta city council plans to clear the forest to build a massive police training facility dubbed "Cop City".
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chronicowboy · 10 months
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wip wednesday
i have finished the safe haven baby fic she shall be out tomorrow at dawn (midday) but you can have a tiny little snippet from the no rizz kink fic for @jamietarts
It all starts in the station parking lot the morning after their second date—it just kind of spirals from there. Eddie follows him out to his Jeep, which isn't entirely unheard of, but the jittery energy that's been emanating from him for the last few hours of their shift is completely uncharacteristic. It sets Buck on edge. He's grown, he's back in therapy, he's learnt to trust Eddie with his heart as well as his back, but there's always going to be that quiet little voice telling him that Eddie's about to call things off between them.
Except...
Well, that's not what happens.
"Okay, I understand why Hen and Chim get so irritated when my leg bounces in the engine now," Buck mutters as he turns to face his shadow. Eddie blinks at the sudden attention, shoulders hunching.
"H-hi, Buck," he says.
"Hi, Eddie," Buck says slowly. "Want to tell me why you've been following me around like a little duckling?"
tagging my usual beloveds @danielsousa @binickmiller @shitouttabuck @butchdiaz @try-set-me-on-fire <33
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cloysterbell · 1 year
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Build your writing haven tag!
Thank you @shukei-jiwa, this looks so fun!
Rules: Without using any images, describe your ideal place to write :)
I've always written on the train or the bus, so it's defo on the bus for me
It should be one of those half-empty buses where I can have a row of seats to myself (and one where the AC works because 35°C weather is not fun to write in)
It should be dawn (7am or so where I live) so I can look out the window and see the sunrise (also no grease on my windows pls)
I'd have of my playlists on (probably my most chill one) and put some essential oils on my wrists for a nice smell
Tagging @diabolical-blue, @njnetails, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @bodoramzap, @possiblylisle, @possiblyeldritch and anyone else who thinks this could be fun! (It is haha)
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Thinking about Billy’s hand resting on the back of the passenger seat where you’re sitting as he looks over his shoulder to back up. Thinking about how his hand lingers there as he keeps driving, sliding down to absently tug at your hair and rub the nape of your neck. Even though he does it without thinking, Billy can’t help but smirk when you lean back into his hands, loving the way you trust him, loving the way you respond to his touch.
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wild-lavender-rose · 2 years
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can i get 'You can barely keep your eyes open.. When was the last time you slept?' with Thorin Oakenshield?
Yes of course, I haven't written for Thorin in a while and I am exhausted so it shouldn’t be too hard to write a sleepy reader <3 I hope you enjoy, anon :)
For you-
     You jerked upright at the feel of a hand on your shoulder, the dagger you had been cleaning dropping to the ground. 
     “Are you all right?” Dwalin looked down at you, his concerned face illuminated by the campfire’s flickering flames. 
     “Of course,” you rubbed at your sore eyes and bent to retrieve the dagger. “I just got lost in thought for a moment.” 
     “You can barely keep your eyes open.” Thorin’s voice rumbled from his seat by the fire. 
     You straightened to see him studying you, his gaze causing your heart to stutter. “When was the last time you slept?” He asked. 
     “I offered to take the night watch.” 
     “For the past four nights.” Kili looked more worried than Dwalin. “I told you, Uncle.” 
     “Kili,” you hissed, getting to your feet in order to prove that you were, in fact, fine. 
Only to promptly fall to the ground. 
For Thorin- 
     “Here,” you balanced the bowl of stew in your hands as you sat beside Thorin at the edge of the campfire. “Eat this.” 
     Thorin grimaced. “I take orders from no one.” He grumbled, accepting the stew. 
     “You should have thought about that before you began courting me.” You offered him a smile despite the worry furrowing your brow. “You can barely keep your eyes open...When was the last time you slept?” 
     “I’m fine, darling.” Thorin looked at you, his gruffness disappearing as he noted the worry etched into your face. “You worry too much about me.” He moved to press a kiss to your forehead, such a public gesture of affection rare and welcome. 
     “Another thing you should have considered before our courtship,” You smiled as you kissed his cheek. “My king.” 
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book-centipede · 10 months
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elizabethhood · 1 month
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"Fantasy"
There’s a world between the day and the night,
Where armies of darkness battle guardians of light,
Where weak and wounded, the smallest stand strong,
Alone and outnumbered, yet they still soldier on.
A world of ‘what-if’s and ‘what-might-have-been’s,
Where we rise and we fall, and get back up again.
It holds far-off futures, long-ago pasts,
And all of humanity in a looking-glass.
A world conceived in thought, and shaped with words,
Where our yearnings, where our dreams, catch fire and burn,
Where valor and honor hold their heads high,
And rallying, we turn the darkest of tides.
The dark that dwells here is loathsome and fierce,
But by the slightest of sparks is stricken and pierced,
One truth dealing death to thousands of lies,
Goodness will conquer, beauty will survive.
We hold this world close, deep within our hearts,
It’s too tender a dream to bear harsh remarks,
It’s our work of art, it’s our own story,
Our creation, our comfort, just a fantasy.
I've dabbled in poetry. I'm not very good, but I thought this was ok.
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poetrybyonur · 5 months
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Like a delicate flower placed between the pages of a book for safe keeping, your heart is safe, pressed between the pages of my soul.
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azuilys · 1 month
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That One Boy Who Couldn't
-Azuilys
Foreverly present petitely manner boy.
Light and gracefully flowing limbs,
attached to a body that contains a heart
and mind that would never harm the other
or any other.
Vocally easily listened, a voice
unconfrontationally toned.
Weak.
A sudden breeze is adequate to divert his
preemptively steadied course, such as his
nature. Trapped in a plain where tough times
become tougher, his existence is
threatened.
No escapism exists in a world filled of
unjust and chaotic behavior. Running
towards liberation would only lead to the
core chaos of which escape from was
promised.
To escape the world he created his own. A
home world in the psyche, confined behind
erected walls built on a slippery
foundation, which had to be periodically
rebuilt post-destruction from the outside
world. Within this confinement, days are
years and years are eons.
A blank slate of creation to be filled with
thoughts, hopes and dreams that would
never phsyically manifest. Preemptively
planning behind the safety of confined
walls provided temporary euphoria.
There is no war within the walls.
With the knowledge of everything wanted
thing and wanted thing to do, the journey
towards their physical creation began. The
never thought to be acquired, courage
confidence and ambition was obtained
and he finally gathered enough for him to
leave his highly protected plain.
When he returned to the physical world, it
was already over, there was nothing he
could do, he spent days inside there
thinking but out here, years passed too.
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