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keklordkaotic · 24 days
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OPTIMUS PRIME AS AN OYSTER PLEASE.
Thanks for the prompt. To be completely honest I had no idea how to approach this one. Sorry if it’s a little rough.
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Oystermus Prime. He’s a giant spiny oyster because I wasn’t sure how else I could make him look distinct. I’ll include pictures under the cut.
If anyone else wants to send me art or writing prompts, I’m open to just about anything right now so long as I’m familiar with the subject or can otherwise pull up a reference for whatever it is.
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shiromemes · 10 months
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𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑐 𝐼𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑐𝑦 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑠
Feel free to add context if needed! Add "Reverse" to any action to swap the roles!
[BRUSH] Sender offers to brush receivers hair
[STYLE] Sender offers to style receivers hair
[ADJUST] Sender straightens/fixes receivers clothing (Tie, coat, hair accessory, etc.)
[FASHION] Sender brings over an outfit for receiver to try on
[EAT] Sender brings receiver food while they're focused on another task.
[KISS] Sender kisses receiver on the cheek
[FOREHEAD] Sender kisses receiver on the forehead
[HUG] Sender suddenly hugs receiver
[REST] While out on a walk, sender guides receiver to sit down somewhere and rest.
[OPEN] Sender opens something for the receiver (pickle jar, package, etc.)
[GIFT] Sender gives receiver a small gift (Make sure to name what it is!)
[PAY] Sender pays for receivers meal
[HOLD] Sender hugs receiver and holds them close.
[LIFT] Sender picks up receiver princess style
[HIGH] Sender gets something off the high shelf for receiver
[WATER] Sender brings receiver a water bottle
[HAND] Sender takes receivers hand so they don't get lost in a crowd.
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godshideouscreation · 4 months
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Ask me to pick my favorite between two things.
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memesomething · 1 year
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navigating murky waters.
for muses who have drawn lines, and are trying to figure out where those lines exactly are. (or just for people who see a line they think could start something fun!)
"Can I play with your hair?"
"Is this okay?"
"I don't want to hurt you."
"Can we stay like this?"
"Please. Just for tonight."
"Are we... breaking the rules?"
"No, no, no, no. Hey. To hell with the rules."
"Come home."
"Hey, [petname]."
"Is this enough?"
"Stay."
"Don't... don't do that."
"You think this doesn't hurt me, too?"
"You deserve more than this."
"You didn't sign up for this. For me."
"When... uh, when did you get a boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other?"
"I didn't realise we still weren't..."
"I screwed up. I'm sorry."
"The-- I -- I shouldn't have kissed you."
"I hate this."
"You feel so far away. Just 'cause we decided you are."
"This is always a place you can come to."
"I am always going to want you here."
"Don't tell [name]."
"Hey... c'mere."
"You are someone I care about."
"In another life, do you think... we could have...?"
"You are safe with me."
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rpclefairy · 2 years
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𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒
" am i not good enough? "  
" you've been so quiet. what's on your mind? "  
" why did you help me? "  
" who do you fight for? "  
" why do you hate me? "  
" have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? "  
" you're not dating anyone, are you? "  
" i've got your back, okay? "  
" where do you think you're going? "  
" how long have i been asleep? "  
" are you going to kill me? "  
" why can't i come with you? "  
" we all have secrets, don't we? "  
" did you want to be alone? "  
" why should i trust you? "  
" wait. did you hear that? "  
" promise me? "  
" why are you talking like we'll never see each other again? "  
" do you remember anything at all? "  
" what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? "  
" you wanna know what your problem is? "  
" may i have this dance? "  
" can i ask... what happened? "  
" how many people have you killed? how many? "  
" do you ever hear yourself? "  
" would you run away with me? "  
" could you be happy here with me? "  
" you can't or you won't? "  
" you slept with them, didn't you? "  
" well, how do i look? "  
" after all you've done how can i possibly trust you? "  
" why can't you let me in? what are you so afraid of? "  
" what did they do to you? "  
" so why's it so important anyway? "  
" where have you been? "  
" why are you looking at me like that? "  
" why did you come? "  
" what are you doing out here by yourself? "  
" is... that my shirt you're wearing? "  
" you... don't like me very much, do you? "  
" why does it always have to be a fight with you? "
" why can't you look me in the eye? "  
" can you forgive me? "  
" what if i never see you again? "  
" you were going to leave without saying goodbye? "  
" how about a little midnight snack? "  
" are you... smelling me? "  
" how did you get this scar? "  
" what do you want in exchange for it? "  
" what did you want to tell me? "  
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saltofmercury · 1 year
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As someone who has just fallen for König, thank you for the reading material. He's just more adorable now. May I request a 'there was only one bed' trope with König? If you don't feel comfortable with it or need anything else please let me know. <3
First of all, very very special thank you. You are the first to make me think of TWO ideas for this prompt but I will be publishing that one later.
Second, I’m surprised I never thought of this prompt for myself!
Anyway I love u and I hope you like this version and I’ll tag ya in the second one.
“There’s only one.”
At the start of your relationship, König was polite. Too polite. Maybe it was the cultural differences or the military instilled in him but between you two but he always kept his distance from you.
He asked to hold your hand when many other men would just simply grab your hand and intertwine their fingers against yours.
He asked if he could have a kiss, it was cute, almost innocent the way he asked as if he would get in trouble if he stole one.
Further down your relationship when you spent the night at each other’s houses he would leave you in his room while he took the couch. Same thing when he stayed at your house. He took your couch and never gave it a second thought.
You always respected this, even appreciated that he was so gentle with you, he was never one to be so forward with you, but it was just eating you up inside… does he really like me?
*
One afternoon while you two were building a puzzle together he casually brought up a “holiday” for you two.
“It’s not far, it’s technically up north from where we are now.”
You looked up at him from the table still holding a blue piece clearly not finding its spot. Was this extra?
“You want to go up north?” You say, still concentrating if the manufacturer had given you 501 pieces instead.
“I think it would be fun. A change of environment” he had said simply. He looked down now hoping you would say yes. He was fidgeting in the middle of the puzzle. König was so backwards to you. He worked on the middle of the puzzle and then slowly worked out.
You thought it over.
It was harmless, you needed a break from work and you craved a little more interaction, affection from him.
“Okay let’s do it.”
*
The ride up north should have been long, tedious, and never ending. Surprisingly it had become a great window of opportunity for the two of you. He told you about his childhood. A restless, dangerous, and tornado of a child in his backyard.
You loved when he talked to you about his childhood, it helped you piece together the guy that he was today. You laughed and smiled at all his expressions, his concentration to storytelling.
When you had arrived at the hotel, he took the opportunity to unpack for you and carry your luggage as you went to reserve a spot for dinner.
You requested an outside table, the wait would be about 30 minutes, right as the host called out to you, and he appeared in front of you half an hour later.
“Jesus,” you said sarcastically.
“Was pretty sure you abandoned me.”
He smiled at you, “No, just last minute details I needed to fix.”
You wanted to ask what details he was referring to, but the waiter approached your table to discuss specials.
*
It wasn’t until after dinner that you noticed him off. He kept fidgeting and finding an excuse to not go to the hotel.
“Do you want to see the park?” “Maybe there’s a fun event happening tonight.”
It has been a pretty long drive and a long day. What you really wanted to do was unwind for the day, shower, and wear cozy pajamas.
“No, maybe tomorrow, why don’t we go back?”
He looked nervous. Took a deep breath and agreed.
“Okay, let’s go back.”
*
You approached the hotel, rushed upstairs with him. Commenting on their choice of artwork.
Would you look at the rug? Gosh it makes me feel dizzy.
Look at this picture, it’s teal and the carpet is red!
He responded with small hums.
He opened the door for you, you ran inside the bathroom. You needed to wash away the sweat and grime of the day.
Once finished, you stepped outside, looking for your lotion and pj’s. You saw König sitting at the edge of the bed, elbows to his knees, rubbing his hands in circles.
“Are you washing your hands there?” You joked.
He said nothing. You kneeled toward your suitcase, got ready for bed in the bathroom.
“You okay there?” König kept fidgeting with his hands. Why did he seem ..Anxious? You approached him.
“Are you alright?”
He spoke softly, “There’s only one bed.”
“So?” Then it hit you.
Bed. (Singular)
One bed. (Sharing?)
König was sitting at the edge of ONE bed.
Maybe the universe had finally pushed aside the boundaries that König had been so fixated on. You had secretly said a small prayer —thank you so very much.
“Is that a problem?” You asked.
“No.” He was firm, but quickly added “I just want to make sure you’re comfortable. I didn’t plan this.”
You laughed. Only König would think because you shared one bed with one another it was malicious on his part.
“Would you stop it?” You shook your head and pulled him up towards the bed. You pulled back the sheets, nestled the pillows up around you. You pat down the side next to you and wiggled your eyebrows. He settled in. You settled yourself right next to him, a leg over his, an arm over him.
“This is okay. This is more than okay. This is the best..” you yawned
He was stiff. “… dove”
but as he peered down at you, seeing how relaxed you were, you closed your eyes against him, he then got comfortable with you.
“This is okay.” He says back. A confirmation. “The best.”
His heart warmed up with the thought of you being so comfortable, so at peace with him. You didn’t even think twice about sharing a bed with him and he did. Maybe he needed to shut off his brain when it came to you because this felt like home. This felt better than the couch.
He made a mental note of this moment.
It isn’t until weeks later that he confesses to you one night as you snuggle up next to him at his house —
“I don’t know why we didn’t do this sooner…Sleeping next to you is easy.”
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finsmultiverse · 4 months
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Reality shifting ask prompts! Reblog this to encourage your followers to send you any of these asks ☺️ (you can always say no to answer some of them obviously!!) (and this includes me, you can send me asks too 🤭)
🏡DR TYPE RELATED🏡
🏰 what’s your favorite DR?
🛸 what’s your weirdest DR?
🎡 do you have any crossover/AU DRs?
🏔️ which DR are you most nervous to go to?
🛤️ which DR have you had for the longest time?
🏖️ which DR is the most comforting when you think about going there?
🛶 do you have any DRs that are NOT based on fictional worlds or some type of fame DR or waiting room?
👯 CC RELATED 👯
💕 how many S/Os do you have?
💍 are you married in any of your DRs?
🩴 do you have beef with anyone in your DR?
👑 if you have shifted, who was the first person you saw when you got to your DR? If you haven’t shifted, who are you most excited to see?
🧦 if you have shifted, are there any unknown/side characters that you made friends with?
🤝 what’s your friend group like?
👥 who is your family in your DR, if you have one?
🧛 is there anyone in your DR who scares you?
🫶 who is your favorite person in your DR that is NOT an S/O?
👜 MISCELLANEOUS 👜
✍️ which one of your scripts is most detailed/you’re most proud of?
💤 what was the last dream you had that was related to your DR?
🪁 what’s your favorite method?
🎭 what’s your favorite scenario that you have scripted?
🏄 what are some unnecessary talents that you have scripted for yourself?
🍭 what are you most looking forward to when it comes to shifting?
☀️ why is shifting important to you?
🌍 what’s the most “center of attention” scenario that you have scripted?
☔️ what helps you not give up when you have failed attempts?
🐶 do you have any pets in your DR?
🧃 what’s something you think everyone should add to their script but no one thinks of?
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mimis-memes · 1 year
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🍎 。:*• ─ IT’S CHRISTMAS TIME !     ›    ( a symbol meme for muses who want to do something special and fun together this christmas / holiday season. )
send a symbol for our muses to:
🌲  ─  visit a tree farm to pick the perfect christmas tree 🎄  ─  decorate a christmas tree together 💋  ─  be caught standing under the mistletoe 🍽  ─  prepare the christmas dinner together 🍪  ─  bake & decorate christmas/holiday-themed sugar cookies ☕️   ─  drink something warm and/or festive ( either at home, at a coffeeshop, christmas market, etc... ) 🏠  ─  decorate a gingerbread house together 🎬  ─  watch a christmas movie 🎭  ─  see a christmas musical/play at the theater 🔥  ─  have an indoor picnic by the fireplace and/or christmas tree 🌟  ─  drive around the city to see the christmas lights ✉️  ─  send each other a christmas card 🎅🏻  ─  be each other’s secret santa 🎁  ─  exchange & open chistmas presents 🛍   ─  go christmas shopping together 👕   ─  go out wearing matching christmas sweaters  🎉   ─  attend a holiday party together 📷   ─  have a holiday photoshoot 🎶   ─  go christmas caroling  💃   ─  dance around the living room to christmas songs 💖   ─  volunteer together at a local charity  ✈️   ─  go on a christmas getaway ✏️   ─  create their own christmas/holiday tradition 😈  ─  decide who has been the naughtiest and the nicest and give each other rewards & consequences accordingly  ( can be funny/platonic or sexy/nsfɯ, depending on muses’ relationship ) 🃏   ─  wildcard !  choose your own activity !
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mimble-sparklepudding · 4 months
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Winter Greenery OC Questions.
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A little list of OC questions based on the folklore of winter greenery in Northern Europe. This is not intended to be an exhaustive list of all symbolic meanings, but rather just a small selection for entertainment, rather than educational, purposes.
Fir: Endurance and Hope.
Is your OC generally optimistic about the future?  Or do they tend to prepare for the worst, whilst hoping for the best? Or do they even take a generally pessimistic view of the way things will likely unfold?
Does your OC actively attempt to nurture or inspire hope in others – even when things look particularly dire? Or are they inclined to be more blunt with their assessment of a situation?
Would your OC ever fight for a lost cause on principle?  Or would they give up – or even change allegiance – in order to ensure the best outcome for themselves?
What is an example of something (or someone) to which your OC has been stubbornly loyal, through thick and thin?  Was it worth it in the end?  Could it ever have been?
How many setbacks can (or will) your OC endure before they give up on a course of action?  Or alternatively, how many times can they be let down or betrayed before they turn their back upon another person?
Holly: Protection and Luck.
Is your OC protective of those to whom they are close?  Are they ever somewhat over-protective?  Or do they prefer to let people suffer the consequences of their mistakes?  Perhaps because they see this as a useful life lesson?
Does your OC carry a lucky charm of some sort?  What makes them think it’s lucky?  Or do they not believe in luck, yet find themselves unable to part with it all the same?
Has your OC ever taken on a burden or suffered harm to protect another from suffering its consequences?  Did the person in question realise that they had done so?  What was their motivation when doing this?
What does your OC believe to be the luckiest event in their life?  Is this an accurate assessment?  Or was there actually more than simply luck at play?
Does your OC believe that they were historically let down by those who should have protected them?  If so then what has been the impact of this upon them?  If not then have they always been kept safe by others?  Has anyone ever sacrificed themselves to protect them?
Ivy: Fidelity and Loyalty.
Has your OC ever been unfaithful in a relationship?  Could they ever be tempted by the physical charms of another?  Or have they ever been surprised by how little they are tempted by others, at least once they embraced their current lover?
What inspires loyalty in your OC?  Will they follow someone purely based upon duty or rank? Or are there certain qualities towards which they are drawn?  Or perhaps there ways by which another person must prove themselves before earning their loyalty?
Has another person ever offered to leave their spouse or lover for your OC?  What was it about them that this person found so hard to resist? How did they feel about it at the time? 
Does your OC feel any abiding connection to their place of birth?  Has this ever been challenged by conflicting loyalties?  How are they viewed by those currently living in their society of origin?
Does your OC remain steadfastly loyal to those who have helped them on their journey?  Or are they quick to dispense with those who are no longer of use to them?
Mistletoe: Peace and Friendship.
Who was your OC’s first friend?  What drew them to each other?  Were they expecting to get along? Or was it a surprise to them both?
Does your OC find it easy to make friends?   What barriers are there to them doing so?  Has this changed over time?
Do other people experience your OC as having a “peaceful” energy? Or are they inclined to restlessness - or even fractiousness?  Do others find them relaxing company?
To what extent does your OC believe in the perfectibility of mankind?  Do they believe that they are playing a part, no matter how small, in ushering in a new utopian age of co-operation and peace?  Or do they consider that people are intrinsically flawed and that the best that can be hoped for is a series of trade-offs between conflicting values?
Who is your OCs most unlikely friend? What made their friendship so unexpected?
Pine: Healing and Longevity.
What is the worst physical injury or illness that your OC has ever suffered?  How long did it take them to recover?  Does it still have an impact upon them now?
What is the worst emotional or spiritual wound that your OC has ever suffered?  What was the long-term impact of this experience? What helped them to move on from it (if they ever have)?
Does your OC make a good patient?  Or are they resistant to being given medical treatment - or even agreeing to rest?
Does your OC expect to live a long and fruitful life?  Or do they consider themselves to already be living on borrowed time?
Does your OC believe it is better to burn out than to fade away?  Or do they perhaps pretend to believe this, when actually they would be quite happy to retire peacefully one day?
Birch: Rebirth and Regeneration.
Has your OC ever experienced something that changed them irrevocably?  If so, then how do they view the person they were before?
Does your OC believe that sometimes a person needs to hit rock bottom before they can begin to rebuild their life?  Has this ever been their personal experience?  Or would they rather spare someone suffering, even if it meant they failed to learn from their mistakes over and over again?
Does your OC recover quickly from injuries?  Or has it got harder for them to keep bouncing back as they’ve got older?  If so, is this something they would ever admit?
Has your OC ever made a heroic or unexpected comeback from a dire situation?  What helped them to do so?
Has your OC ever been part of a wider cultural or spiritual renaissance?  Perhaps following the defeat of an occupying force?  Or the rediscovery of long-lost wisdom?  Or even a reinterpretation of existing traditions?
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cambion-companion · 3 months
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Ripples
Bathael, beloved. Larian really did a number on us with that Sharess Caress suite and that pool and all those lovely rose petals. Thought I would write something inspired by this anon ask:
Raphael bath after a shitty battle. Whether he won or lost, he deserves a very luxurious bath 🛁
Raphael x gn!reader | ficlet | bathing, wine and roses
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The sweet scent of roses and cherries filled your nostrils as you sank back into the velvet water of Raphael's personal bathing pool. A soft smile curved your lips, your eyes closed as you floated for a moment, hearing only the song of the rippling water, the sputtering of the candles and the slow rhythm of your own breathing.
The sound of the door opening cause you to squint one eye at Raphael as he entered, his human guise bearing no form of clothing. You flushed from head to toe and tried valiantly to act unbothered. "I didn't expect you to join me, Raphael."
He stepped up the stone steps, his sharp eyes fixed on you. "How shortsighted of you, little mouse. After all, everything within these walls belongs to me."
Ignoring the obvious meaning behind his words, you sat up slightly to make room for him. Immediately as Raphael reclined, you noticed the water temperature begin to rise.
"Tell me." Raphael continued, amused by your silence. "Haven't you a city to save?" He swirled a finger in the water idly. "Something more productive than sitting in a devil's pool...like a frog in a pot."
"Oh, so I'm a frog now, am I?" You tilted your head, finding again that easy banter that had always existed between you two. "The madame informed me your room had been vacated."
"She was dishonest with you." Raphael's amusement increased and he chuckled low. "How utterly quaint."
"Apparently." You replied, dryly. "But at least she provided free drink." You turned your back to him and reached to where your goblet and wine bottle stood waiting. You now noticed the madame had left two glasses upon the lip of the bath and rolled your eyes. "Ah, yes she knew exactly what she was doing."
Raphael's eyes studied for a moment how the rivulets of crystal water ran down your skin and dewed upon your hair. Then he smiled easily once more when you turned back, taking the offered wine smoothly. "Curious." He sipped, raising a brow in an almost playful fashion. "I don't recall paying for company."
"And I don't recall working here." You laughed a little, shifting as the water had become rather hot. "Yet here we are."
"Yet here we are." Raphael echoed. The way he suddenly was looking at you made your lips part, and your head suddenly feel empty and too full at the same time.
Raphael extended his hand to you, beckoning once. "Come closer." He grinned at your hesitance. "I won't bite. Not today."
You could leave. Apologize and get out of there. Yet something drew you to him, as a moth to flame, and soon you felt his skin touching yours.
You took his hand, and he brought it to his lips, kissing your knuckles. "Very good. You have nothing to fear from me, my dear." He tilted your chin up until your eyes met. "Not yet. Now, let us see where this evening takes us."
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keklordkaotic · 23 days
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Hello! Your art is so amazing!! I love it <3 Your colour + rendering is amazing, especially on that dragon.
Would you willing to draw me a tired optimus prime? Thank you so much!
Thanks bro! I appreciate the kind words (and the awesome prompt)
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When is Optimus Prime not tired? As a consolation prize, he gets to daydream about coming home to his girlfriend and napping with his head on her shoulder.
The rendering was taking a bit longer than I thought it would, so I decided to keep this one black and white. Hope that’s alright. I might come back and do a full color version later once I have the time. If I do, I’ll tag you.
If anyone else wants to send me art or writing prompts, I’m open to just about anything right now so long as I’m familiar with the subject or can otherwise pull up a reference for whatever it is.
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elaina-writes-things · 3 months
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Hi I have a lucifer 18+request if you’re still on the high. You can make it a dable or headcanons. Whatever you’re most comfortable with.
You’re sitting on the couch reading a 🌶️ book and Lucifer crawls between your legs and tells you to keer reading as he eats you out.
I was gonna take it seriously, I swear. But I just really think Lucifer would act like this, and now here we are.
The content below is NSFW/18+ !!!
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You loved to read when you were alive. Every home you lived in always had at least one, large bookshelf dedicated to your collection, and that didn't change after your death. You were thankful that, even eternally damned, there were simple pleasures to indulge in, and everyone who knew you could bet on finding you with your nose in a book if they needed your attention.
That was how Lucifer met you. It was also how he found you, waiting outside a restaurant for your first date. And how he found you the morning after you spent your first night together. And...well, you get it.
"If I didn't know any better," the seraphim complained, crawling into bed to settle next to you for the evening, "I'd say you liked spending more time with your books than little old me."
You slipped a bookmark between the pages of your current piece of literature, resting it in your lap, and gave him a sheepish smile.
"I adore you," you promised him, "I just love how wonderful these books are, too. Every turn of the page sweeps me away to an adventure of the mind. I can place myself in the protagonist's shoes from the comfort of my home! I can almost feel every struggle they endure. Every fight, every triumph, every kiss, every —"
"Kiss?" Lucifer perked up, and before you got the chance to respond, he'd snatched up your book and was flicking through the pages. "Ohohoo, my dearest, why didn't you tell me you were reading such salacious things? If you're looking to experience pleasure, by all means, you just need to ask."
Suddenly, the book was thrust back into your hands, and you stiffened as the blonde straddled you.
"Uh, what are you doing?" You asked, cheeks burning.
"Read to me, dove," Lucifer grinned, eyes alight the same way they did when he came up with a new duck-based innovation. "You want to live vicariously through your books? I can give that to you. So, read."
You glanced at the page Lucifer had flipped to and felt like you were going to catch fire. He'd chosen a scene in which the heroine of the book had stolen away with her appointed knight for an evening of passion before she was forced to marry the prince from a rival kingdom.
"Oh, I don't know," you muttered, "this is really — ah!"
Lucifer was still wearing that smarmy little grin as he pulled on your hips, dragging your body towards his, and started undoing the buttons on your pants. Cheeky fucker didn't even have to look, he was just popping them open with a flick of his fingers.
"Go on," he encouraged, settling himself comfortably between your legs after he pulled the fabric down. "Don't tell me you're getting stage fright? Show me what kinds of stories you indulge in so voraciously, darling."
You hid your face between the pages of your book, which only forced you to stare at the words he demanded you recite. When you tried to squirm away from him, only to have two deceptively powerful hands press you firmly to the mattress, you knew there was no getting out of this.
"Finally," the princess sighed, "alone at last, my dear. I am all yours tonight."
"Tonight. This night," said the knight, "but it could be every night...run away with me, princess."
"I want nothing more, beloved," she proclaimed, "but I have responsibilities to my kingdom. This marriage will forge an alliance that will help us for future generations."
The knight's face twisted in pain for only a moment, before it morphed into a calmness as cold as his armor.
"Then tonight, on this night, I'll make it one that you'll never forget."
"How many times can they fit the word 'night' into one chapter," Lucifer muttered, placing a small kiss on your knee. "Skip ahead a couple paragraphs. Get us to the fun part, my dove."
You resisted the urge to close your legs, knowing it would be a fruitless effort with how hungry his majesty looked, and flipped to the next page.
Princess Calliope carefully gathered up her skirts, the soft fabric brushing against her even softer legs. Xander, her knight, knelt in front of her and trailed one gauntlet gently up her calf —
"With his armor on!? There's no way that would feel good for her."
"I mean, he's gonna take it off eventually."
"Skip another couple paragraphs."
The princess shivered under Xander's touch. His large, broad hands squeezing her thighs pulled a gasp from delicately parted lips, and she had to fight not to cover herself as she lay bare to him.
"There are many ways to prepare your body for mine, princess," Xander murmured, "but this one is my favorite."
He lowered his head and placed a series of kisses on each of her thighs, trailing closer and closer to her hot core.
Calliope whimpered when her faithful knight's lips reached her flower. He kissed each side reverently, then used his tongue to part the p-petals, licking a firm st-stripe up the length...o-of...
Your reading stuttered when Lucifer's actions began to mimic Xander's. Now that his commentary wasn't cutting in every thirty seconds, the written experience being actively performed on you was much more erotic than you anticipated, and you reminded yourself to thank him for that little idea later.
"Keep reading," the blonde requested. You bit your lip and tried to ignore his warm breaths on your pussy. The words on the page were suddenly much harder to read.
He kissed each side reverently, then used his tongue to part the petals, licking a firm stripe up the length of her sex until he reached the little, pink bud at the top. Xander kissed it, d-delighting in the squeal he pulled from his beloved, then wrapped his lips around it and sucked g-g-gently while his fing-fingers circled her entrance.
Calliope felt like she was on fire. Her body responded to Xander's in a way she'd never known until tonight. It's like she was a violin, and he was the musician plucking every single one of her strings.
"Why is he plucking violin strings? Is he stupid?"
You groaned, now thoroughly turned on but annoyed by your partner's continuous interruptions.
"I'm just saying that's not how you play a —"
"Do you wanna eat me out like the bitch in the book or not!?"
The short king's red eyes widened, then his expression became unbearably smug. You resisted the urge to toss a pillow at his head.
"Look at you, playing hard to get at the beginning and now practically begging me to get lost between your thighs. I knew this would be fun for you. Maybe if you beg a little more, I'll —"
Pillows were too soft. You threw the book at him instead, relishing in his cry and the thunk that emanated from the collision.
"Next time you wanna do something fun, Luci," you said, getting up and kissing the blooming injury on his forehead, "don't criticize it start to finish."
"I'd argue there wasn't a finish," he pouted, wrapping his arms around you for a snuggle before you could pull away.
"Who's fault is that?"
"I'll make it up to you," Lucifer promised. "Anything you want, you name it."
That piqued your interest, a smug little grin of your own starting to form.
"Anything?"
He nodded excitedly. "Tell me what I can do for you, love. How will I make your dreams come true?"
"You."
"Me?" He echoed.
"And me."
"And you. Me and you," he chirped, practically bouncing as he hugged you tighter.
"And the biggest strap we can find."
What little color existed on his face drained away. Lucifer stared at you, eyes wide and round, then buried his head defeatedly in your shoulder. His blonde hair tickled your jaw, and you placed a gentle kiss to his temple.
"I did promise anything," he mumbled.
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soulscollection · 9 months
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'𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲' 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.
prompts designed around the concept of a character having a difficult day and another character arriving to help/support/care for them! i made these prompts on @soulprompts. DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST NOR REPOST IT OR CLAIM AS YOUR OWN.
DIALOGUE PROMPTS.
" you look like you could use a hug. "
" please tell me you didn't cancel your plans for me... "
" don't be silly, you're much more important than some tinder date! "
" where's your jacket? i'd like to show you something, and it'll involve a bit of walking. "
" you know i'm always here for you, don't you? no matter what. "
" hey, now... i'm only ever a phone call away. "
" come on. let's get you to bed. "
" i'm listening. "
" hey, do you have any spare pajamas? i'm going to sleep on your couch tonight; that way you just need to shout if you need me. "
" what are your nightmares about? they may not be so bad if you talk about them. "
" another nightmare? "
" hey now, no more apologizing. i'm glad you called me; i meant it when i said any time, any place. "
" you know you're never a nuisance nor a burden. not to me. "
" i'm helping you, and that's final. i'm not taking no for an answer. now. where's your kitchen? i'm making us some comfort food. "
" maybe you think it's your job to look after everyone else. but it's not supposed to be like that. it works both ways. and now it's my turn to look after you. okay? "
" hey, now. you've been helping me ever since we met. it's about time i started repaying the favor. "
“ i’m so proud of you. i know it’s hard to get past these rough days, but... i still want you to know that i’m proud of you. “
“ you know, i reckon our bond is definitely strong enough to endure whatever it is that you need to get off your chest. “
“ it’s alright, now... i got you. “
“ you don’t need to worry about scaring me off. i’m not going anywhere. you can try as hard as you want, but there’s nothing you can say that’s going to make me like you any less. “
“ you know, i make the best hot chocolate in the world. seriously, i’ve asked absolutely everyone on the planet. everyone except you... what do you say? wanna make it a global fact? “
“ let’s go smash some stuff until you’re ready to talk, okay? “
ACTION PROMPTS.
[ TEA ]: sender prepares a mug of hot tea for the receiver.
[ BLANKET ]: having found the receiver either sleeping or just lying on the couch, sender gently takes a blanket and drapes it over them.
[ BATH ]: sender runs a hot bath for the receiver after a particularly challenging day.
[ DINNER ]: having learned that the receiver has had a difficult time lately, sender arrives at their door with their favorite dinner and drinks.
[ COOK ]: in an effort to boost the receiver's spirits, sender arrives with all the ingredients needed to make the receiver's favorite comfort food, with the well-intended intentions of cooking it for them.
[ FORT ]: sender builds a blanket fort for the receiver following a long and difficult day.
[ HUM ]: sender hums gently under their breath to soothe and comfort a distressed receiver.
[ WIPE ]: after the receiver has stopped crying, sender tenderly leans forward, cups their face in their hands, and wipes their tears away.
[ JOURNEY ]: noticing the receiver has had a particularly rough day, sender invites them to accompany them on a walk or drive to get out of the house.
[ HAIR ]: as the receiver leans against them/lies in bed, sender begins to run their hand through their hair to soothe them until they relax or fall asleep.
[ CARRY ]: sender lifts a (nearly) sleeping receiver and carries them into their bed, tucking them in in the process.
[ GUIDE ]: sender physically guides an exhausted receiver into their bedroom, following weeks of very little sleep and very high amounts of stress.
[ BESIDE ]: receiver wakens from their first genuinely restful sleep in weeks, to find the sender asleep next to them, having been holding the receiver throughout the night to help them fall asleep.
[ BEDSIDE ]: receiver wakens from their first genuinely restful sleep in weeks, to find the sender asleep in an armchair by their bedside, having stayed there for the night in case receiver had a nightmare or needed them in any other way.
[ KISS ]: as a gesture of comfort and affection, sender leans forward to kiss the receiver on the forehead.
[ HAND ]: noticing the receiver is close to tears, or otherwise struggling with an unseen but considerable burden, sender gently takes their hand and holds it in an attempt to comfort and encourage them.
[ RUB ]: sender gently rubs receiver's back in a soothing motion.
[ TV ]: sitting next to the receiver on the sofa, sender joins them in watching their favorite show/movie on the television.
[ HOLD ]: as soon as the receiver opens the door and realizes the sender is there, sender wordlessly opens their arms out, and gives the receiver a warm, sorely needed hug.
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memesomething · 2 years
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ways to respond when someone says, "I'm okay."
this is a rp meme it's for roleplay purposes please feel free to reblog it & use it for that purpose, it's what it was made for!
"[Name]."
"[Name.]" (gently)
"I mean it. I want to know."
"I'm worried about you."
"Are you hurt?"
"What happened?"
"Do you need me to come home?"
"Have you eaten anything?"
"That's probably true, but let's get you checked over anyway, alright?"
"I believe you. Let me help, anyway?"
"The shower's running."
"Well, I'm not."
"I miss you."
"Don't."
"I don't believe you."
"I know."
"Will you stay with me?"
"Is that true?"
"That really scared me."
"You're crying."
"You're bleeding."
"Don't move yet."
"It looked bad."
"I brought you some water."
"I called your work to tell them you weren't coming in."
"Let's stay home today."
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oblivionmemes · 1 year
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♢      —        send  [ THEY’RE A 10 BUT ... ]  and finish it in my muse’s inbox.
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spiltichor · 10 months
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send  “ What the hell are you doing? “  for your muse to find mine just standing in the rain, seeming lost in their own thoughts, and to pull them under nearby shelter.
make sure to specify the muse for multimuses
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