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Hello! Spreading more asks around for the first kiss prompt!
I'd love to see the prompt - "don't you dare tell anyone about this." "wasn't planning on it." With Crosshair, but the second part being said by the reader possibly with a wink? If that's too specific just the prompt going either way. (The inner Crosshair simp must be fed!)
Love and Wrecker Hugs! ❤️🖤
ahhh!! this was the perfect prompt for Cross and I had a lot of fun writing it! thank you bb!! I fully intended to wait to answer all of these all at once but I'm too excited so, I present:
First Kiss - Crosshair
Summary: Exactly what it says on the tin, folks. Prompt in bold.
Warnings: some angst (because it's Crosshair), a little bit of a toxic relationship but it's fine, mention of my OC Captain Flare, medic!reader, gn!reader, fluff, confessions
Word Count: 1.4k woops
TBB divider by the wonderful @wizardofrozz, other divider by @dystopicjumpsuit
You’ve worked with Clone Force 99 now for nearly a full year, and while you could technically be reassigned at any moment, both Cody and your supervisor, a bitter old bat, assured you that the Republic had bigger fish to fry than the logistics of shuffling one nat-born medic every few campaigns. And so you’ve stayed with the outcasts. They’ve become something akin to family, at least to you. You know most of them feel the same—Wrecker never fails to express his brotherly affection for you, Tech continues to adjust the ship’s thermostat to a temperature that is best suited to you when you’re feeling off, and Hunter’s silent nod and smile tell you all you need to know.
Crosshair, though, is a tough nut to crack.
At first, you swore he hated you. Despite the rest of the squad’s assurances that he’d come around, you’d been skeptical. It wasn’t until several months into your assignment, on a mission you really shouldn’t have been on as the team’s medic, when you saved Crosshair from commando droids that something changed. He still snarked you, still flicked his used toothpicks at your face to bother you. But he slowly began to open up to you. He included you in inside jokes, actually listened to your medical advice, and even let you hold his Firepuncher once.
So despite the hospitality and friendliness of the rest of the squad, it’s Crosshair that your heart has chosen to love. You know he cares about you. You just don’t know to what extent.
Because even though he still maintains an impenetrable wall around himself, he looks after you. On missions and otherwise. When you go out on shore leave as a squad, he glowers at anyone who dares even look in your direction.
And that’s exactly the situation you find yourself in tonight. Planetside, on Triple Zero, you’d convinced the others to have a night out with you before you shipped back to the warzone in a few days. The missions have been nearly incessant, and you’re all starting to feel the strain.
Leaning back against the sticky bartop, you survey the crowded dance floor. Hunter, Tech, and Wrecker lounge in one of the coveted corner booths, looking more relaxed than you’ve seen them in a long time, dressed in civvies and nursing the cheap booze served by the 79s management. A smile lifts your lips. They deserve this, just one night off, to remind them what the war is for.
But you came here wanting more than to drink weak, watery beer. Taking a swill, you glance sidelong at Crosshair perched on a barstool next to you.
He hasn’t left your side since you walked in. Normally, his presence is comforting, especially in unfamiliar settings, on unfamiliar planets, around unfamiliar people. But 79s hosts none of those things. In fact, the way he’s ordained himself your personal shadow is beginning to grate. You know he’s scaring off any of the regs who might otherwise ask you to dance, or offer a drink, or even just a friendly hello. You know he’s hovering to protect you.
You just don’t understand why.
Sighing, you take another swill of your drink. “Kark, what’s a person gotta do to get a dance around here?”
Crosshair doesn’t answer, just shifts his toothpick to the other side of his mouth.
You huff. “Cross, c’mon. I don’t need a babysitter. Go drink with the others. I’ll be fine.”
“S’not you I’m worried about,” he mutters. “S’them.” He jerks his chin toward the dance floor, gesturing broadly to the gathering of regs.
“I can handle them,” you say, an edge of ice to your voice. Frustration at his inability to actually say what he means boils below your skin.
Crosshair, predictably, ignores the bite of your words. “Didn’t say you couldn’t.”
“Great,” you say, pushing away from the bar, “glad we’re in agreement.”
Shoving your half-empty bottle into his hands. He looks down at it with a bewildered expression, then up at you, his eyes narrowed into slits. You give him a sarcastic, two-finger salute before dipping into the crowd.
You find a clone—Flare, you think he says his name is—who is more than willing to dance. His grasp on your body is unfamiliar but respectful. The pair of you sway and grind through several songs (you’re certainly not keeping track, too focused on trying to avoid the impulse to see if Crosshair is watching). When Flare whispers into your ear, his lips brushing your skin, your eyes slide shut, desperately wishing he were someone else.
A moment later, Flare yelps and his arms are ripped from around you. Eyes shooting open, you whip around to find Crosshair, every line of his body radiating anger, his fists clenched at his sides. Kriff.
“Sorry,” you call to Flare as you grab Crosshair’s bicep and haul him through the crowd to the front door. “What the fuck are you doing!?”
Scoffing, Cross yanks his arm free, though follows hot on your heels as you emerge into the cool night air. “Could ask you the same thing.”
“I was dancing,” you say.
This is going to be an argument, you just know it, and you don’t want to subject all these strangers to the impending shitstorm. So you keep walking, leading Crosshair around the corner where it’s quieter.
“Bantha-shit,” he hisses. His firm grip on your shoulder spins you around. “His hands were all over you.”
“He wasn’t doing anything I didn’t want,” you say, glaring at him. “Maker, what is your issue? I can’t even have a fun night out without you stepping all over my plans, can I?”
“No,” he spits. “Not if it means—” He cuts himself off and looks away, jaw clenching and unclenching. His chest heaves with emotion, two high spots of color on his cheeks.
Something in you softens, anger cooling into confusion. “Not if it means what, Cross?”
Nostrils flaring with every inhale, he shakes his head minutely, eyes pressing shut.
You hesitate, but after a moment, you sigh. Reaching up, you gently cup his face to draw him back to you. His eyes flutter open to meet your own. This is the closest you’ve been to him, you realize, in your entire time with the squad. Besides his medical exams, this is the most you’ve touched him, too. The realization sets your heart pounding.
“Don’t shut me out,” you say. “Please.”
He studies you for a moment. Across his face flits several emotions, none of them identifiable, and you begin to grow worried that all the progress you’ve made with him is about to be tossed over the ledge of this Coruscanti sidewalk.
A worry that is dashed as soon as he surges forward and kisses you, one hand cupping the back of your neck to steady you. A sound of surprise squeaks out of you. Then you’re melting against him. Tilting your head, you deepen the kiss, one hand settled over his heart. It beats hard and fast under your palm, nearly in tempo with your own racing pulse. His lips are chapped and rough against yours, but you don’t care, because it’s him, and this is all you’ve needed these past few months.
When he pulls away, he doesn’t go far. His forehead pressed against yours, his eyes remain screwed shut. He releases a shaky exhale.
“Cross, I—”
He kisses you again. “Don’t. Don’t apologize.”
“How did you—”
“Because I know you,” he says, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.
Warmth blooms deep in your chest, right where you’ve made space for him in your heart. “Y-Yeah. Alright. But—”
“No,” he grumbles. “You need to know that I- I’m sorry. For being a di’kut. I should have made a move sooner.”
A soft chuckle spills from you. “Yeah, you should’ve.”
At last, his warm, amber eyes flutter open to meet yours. Your breaths mingle in the small space between your faces, and the intensity of affection in his gaze nearly makes your knees collapse. Smiling up at him, you catch the barest hint of a smile in return. For a moment, it’s just you and Crosshair in one another’s embrace, the sounds and smells of the side alley of 79s fading away.
The moment is shattered when he speaks again. “Don’t you dare tell anyone about this.”
Laughing in earnest, you can’t help but shake your head. The others are going to find out about this new development sooner or later, but as you meet his gaze again, you realize he doesn’t mean the kiss. Sobering, you nod. “Wasn’t planning on it.”
You can’t resist winking, though. He rolls his eyes and grumbles, but tucks you against his side all the same to lead you back to the barracks.
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As a prompt Monster/Kaiju bitter dressed as Bowser in the wedding suit, a sweetheart as Peach
Or
sweetheart and bitterbat go roller skating of course in disguise. I definitely recommend listening/watching to Left to Right by Marteen!! Definitely reminds me of BB trying to impress sweetheart in the ring
I def vibe with Sweetheart and Bitterbat roller skating but my drawing juice is low atm so I wrote up a fic instead
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Amara sat on a cushioned bench, her fingers dancing along her skate's laces as she tied the strings. She made sure to double knot her loops for extra security as she gave a strong tug.
Sitting up, she kicked her legs ever so gently as a wobble test. Satisfied by how secure her footwear remained, she popped right up, making sure to grab one of the guard rails next to the rink.
"Alrighty Ace, I'm ready to go!" She turned her attention to her boyfriend who was currently leaning against the short wall of the rink. Due to his height, he practically loomed over her, though it was less intimidating with the lack of his monstrous features. His trademark bat wings were currently absent, replaced with pierced human ears. And his spikey purple and blue hair had a softer darker look to it.
The only thing that truly stood out were his bright golden eyes that glowed in the dim lights of the rink. Bitterbat wore just enough of a disguise to avoid bringing too much negative attention. However, he did garner the occasional stare.
Moreso for his fashion choices. Specifically his decision to make 99% of his outfits comprised of his girlfriend's wardrobe.
Thankfully, Amara had managed to talk him into wearing one of her larger shirts while preparing for their date. Sadly, large for her was barely a medium for him. The cute puppy face on the front was stretched and a portion of his midriff was revealed.
Ace?
Bitterbat seemed to be lost in his thoughts as he looked Sweetheart over, admiring how she just existed. Amara was very used to this trance of his and called again, this time in a harsh whisper.
"Batty!"
His response was almost immediately, snapping back to attention at his nickname. His human name wasn't said too often, just enough to know that when it was said, it was in reference to him. But unless he was already present in the conversation, it never truly worked out as an attention grabber.
"Hm~? Oh! Sorry Sweet Pea," Bitterbat straightened up as Amara rolled closer to him. "You just look reeaally cute in this lighting."
Amara raises a brow, an amused smile on her face. "The lighting of flickering fluorescent lights from the 80s?"
"Yeah~" Bitterbat responded in a dreamlike tone. His girlfriend merely rolled her eyes at how lovestruck he could be. It was only when he took the hand she had held out to him that he noticed how warm she was. A sign she was flustered even if she was hiding it.
"Mind pulling me out to the rink?"
A wide smile came to Bitterbat's face. An inhuman one that stretched ear-to-ear and revealed his fangs. Another feature of his that he often didn't bother to hide while human.
"Anything for my Queen!" Bitterbat happily proclaimed as he gently pulled up around the wall, swinging her into the rink and into his arms. His blurt had caused a couple glances from the other roller rink patrons and Amara could feel her skin heat up more in his embrace. She was used to Bitterbat's favorite name for her causing some eye rolls but she knew it was much more than just a name. And that he wasn't simply calling her "Queen" it to be, as Val loved to call him, a simp.
And as embarrassing as it was to have it said so loudly, so publicly, she couldn't help but find it utterly adorable. There was the creeping desire to give him a kiss right then and there but Amara shoved the urge down and breathed steady.
"Thank you...," She pulled back some, her hands slipping into Bitterbat's to hold her steady as she put a bit more space between them for the sake of some of the children skating on by.
Eventually, she let him go as she looked around the rink to keep track of which areas were the most congested and where there were less people. The rink was noticeably large, almost overwhelmingly so. It was smack dab in the middle of the capital of the state and one of the city's busiest tourist districts so of course it was designed to be eye catching.
On the outskirts of the rink, there was some light but closer to the middle, it was nearly completely lights out save for the neon and strobe lights and the stage outlined with foam to cushion the occasional run in. Smack dab in the middle were speakers blasting some old hits.
Bitterbat watched, his eyes locked on her face, a smile stuck on his own. He was used to this habit Amara had where she would always do a scan of the area before proceeding to do anything. He figured it was a reflex she had developed over the course of being a hero. A subconscious need to have a head count in case something ever happened.
After seemingly being satisfied with her findings, Amara turned her attention back to her boyfriend.
"Alrighty, lets roll...my King." She winked as she took off.
Bitterbat's eyes widened as his face turned a deep shade of pink. Having not reached too fast a pace yet, Amara could still safely steal a glance over her shoulder to witness the rest of her boyfriend's reaction.
And she looked back right in time to see his ears had poofed, his bat wings returning to their rightful place.
Quickly, Bitterbat clasped his hands on both sides of his head to hide his ears. Thankfully, the constant movement of the rink and the flickering of the lights were enough to keep people distracted, or at least blame whatever they did see on a trick of the lights.
Amara was still surprised at such an extreme reaction, struggling to stifle a giggle as she covered her mouth. Upon gathering himself, Bitterbat's golden eyes locked on target, narrowing as he made eye contact.
A random roller rink goer passed across Amara's vision and within the mere seconds Bitterbat was obscured from her view, he had seemingly vanished.
The smile on her face faltered into a wobbly nervous grin as a shudder ran down her spine. She knew that look he shot her before he disappeared.
It wasn't a look of anger.
It was a look of "I am going to get you".
Within seconds, their position had switched from king and queen to predator and prey.
There was some safety in the fact they were in public as it meant Bitterbat couldn't do anything extreme like he could at home. But this was also Bitterbat.
He was known for being unpredictable.
Especially with her.
Gulping, Amara turned on her heel and sped up to better match the current of the rink. She never felt fear for Bitterbat, it was quite the opposite. But there was a sort of tension in the air and excitement in her veins of locking eyes with the King of Monsters and knowing he was coming for you.
She looked around, trying to catch a glimpse of where her king had gone. There was a child holding on to their dad, a quartet of teens with their arms chain link together as they skated, an old grandpa who was really feelin the vibes, but no Batty to be seen.
Her eyes skipped over a couple of couples also in the rink. She couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. It was small but she wanted to be holding hands and laughing with her own partner. Or spinning around and singing to Whitney Houston over the radio like the two young skaters a couple feet away from her. A thought that was immediately scrapped from her mind as she saw them miss a beat and topple over each other, wiping out on the polished floor. A couple "Ooos" and "Ouches" echoed among the other skaters.
"I want somebody to dance with me but not like that." She winced hissed in sympathetic pain as she turned her gaze away from the scene.
"That's my queue then!"
Amara immediately turned her head forward towards the voice and got a face full of puppy. And puppies. All she managed out was a squeak as she peeked out from Bitterbat's chest to see his wide grinning expression. Due to the darkness of the inner rink, his golden eyes stood out in the darkness. The shifting neon lights helped to blend in the feature.
He was snickering, obviously proud of catching her off guard. She had panicked, worry on her face as her mind flashed back to the fallen pair. She was concerned about sharing the same fate, only for Bitterbat to let her go, opting to skate backwards to face her.
"As much as I'd like to cuddle on the rink, I'd like to avoid us being the second couple they gotta scrape off the floor." He stuck out a purple and forked tongue at Amara who merely looked bewildered at his sudden appearance.
"W-where did you--"
"I was here, I was just outta sight 'til I was ready to pounce~" Bitterbat raised a hand, curling his fingers to mimic claws. Though, it wasn't necessary as he already had his out. A little boy near them seemed entranced with the razor points. A "WHOA-" escaping him as they skated by.
"Alright well, no pouncing in public. We're on a date. And that means," Amara reached out, grabbing Bitterbat's hand. His claws retracted and his mischievous demeanor melted into a look closer resembling a curious kitten. "No more disappearing acts."
A look of guilt immediately came to Bitterbat's face and he quickly locked fingers with Amara, his grip tightening like she'd go poof herself as payback. His eyes got big and shiny, like he was on the verge of bursting into tears.
"Ah, I'm sorry Sweetie Pie! I'll stick right by you!" Now Amara felt guilty. She didn't mean to come off so harsh to him and she had started to open her mouth to correct herself when Bitterbat had suddenly moved again.
He had released her hand, only to grab it at a different angle with his other hand as he twisted to skate next to her, facing forward now. It didn't take much for him to pull her in, her body pressing against his side and he purred. The stage and speakers in the ceiling dulled the sound but she could feel the strong vibrations of his body rocking through hers.
"So good luck running away from me now~"
She knew if it weren't for the constant momentum and the clunkiness of the skates in close proximity, he'd be nuzzling his head against hers. But alas, as she caught a glimpse of the catastrophic couple from earlier limping away from the rink, they both figured this was as safe of intimacy they could get.
Amara just chuckled.
After a few laps around the rink, Amara noticed some people rolling patterns as they went. Most settled for a casual sway from side to side. Bitterbat also noticed, motioning their bodies in a similar fashion.
It was small motion at first, making sure their bodies were synced before they began to swivel like a two-segmented snake, gaining a quick yet still safe speed.
The sudden rush along with the sensation of having Bitterbat tugging her along sent a wave of butterflies through Amara, sending her into a fit of giggles. The sound was music to Bitterbat's ears as his smile widened.
Navigating around the slower skaters, the couple swayed and swerved, lost in the euphoria of the music and each other. Bitterbat made sure to avoid sending them crashing into anyone. For a while, they felt less like they were skating on a packed roller rink in the middle of Decking and more like they were gliding in the air with the sky to themselves.
They've done such a thing numerous times before, and the feeling was both different yet similar. The woosh of the air, the sensation of their fingers locked together, Amara's bright pink glowing eyes looking back up at him.
Bitterbat's eyes widened.
Amara's deep brown hues were pink and her pupils were white, heart-shaped, and glowing. And it was certainly more intense than his own orbs.
Not wanting to disrupt her daze, Bitterbat moved fast to redirect them to a nearby outside wall where he positioned himself in front of her. His larger statue helped to hide her from the view of other skaters but the position made it seem less like protection and more like seduction.
The halt in movement seemed to bring Amara back to the present and she looked up at Bitterbat who was busy scanning her face over.
Amara had her location scanning, Bitterbat had his Sweetheart scanning.
And it seemed like she had passed as he let out a sigh of relief and a laugh.
"You went pink."
Amara's eyes widened and she groaned. Bitterbat's laughter only continued. It wasn't harsh and was rather light, a sign he found her reaction cute.
"Agh, dammit this always happens!" Amara rubbed at her eyes as though to scrub the Beloved hue away from them. It never worked and was just a force of habit that did nothing but make her sore and Bitterbat gently grabbed her wrists. He shook his head as he lowered himself a bit to her eye level, closing some of the distance between them.
Amara raised a brow. She knew pink and dark brown were very easy colors to differentiate and Bitterbat had better eyesight than her. There wasn't a need for him to be right up in her face.
But the second she opened her mouth to ask what he was up to, her lips were covered by his own and a muffled squeak was all she could muster.
It was a quick kiss but just enough that she felt something dart past her lips and run over her tongue and bail out of her mouth.
And when Bitterbat pulled away, Amara could see the forked culprit as it returned to his mouth. A smug grin sat on Bitterbat's face as he ate up her reaction.
"All clear!"
"I swear to god, you are a menace-" Amara did her best to sound mad but she couldn't hold in her laughter.
"Hey, you're the one who's in charge of kicking my ass when I am one." Bitterbat winked at her as he straightened back up, his gaze refocusing on her mouth. The smile on his face twitched.
Amara only rolled her eyes as she moved away from the wall with full intentions of rejoining the rink. "Whatever, Batty. I'll kick your ass later on tonight--" Her movement was halted by Bitterbat grabbing her hand.
"Actually, you might wanna go to the bathroom first or you're gonna be kicking my ass a lot sooner than you planned." The corners of Bitterbat's mouth wobbled and Amara squinted in confusion.
"What do you mean?"
"Lipstick." Was the Monstrum's quick response. It was obvious he was trying to stifle a laugh.
"Wha-Batty I'm not wearing lipstick." The Beloved's confusion only grew.
"Well you certainly are now!" Bitterbat broke into a fit of giggles. Amara's mouth turned into a solid straight line as her brain cells finally processed Bitterbat's warning.
She rarely wore lipstick but Bitterbat constantly did.
Specifically the kind that left purple prints all over whatever his lips were just on.
And he just kissed her.
Amara simply tightened the grip on his hand, the same he had just grabbed her with, as she redirected herself from the rink towards the bathroom. She shook her head, unable to hide the smile on her face from just how ridiculous a situation this was.
"Oh yeah, I'm definitely getting your ass later on tonight." Amara had been referring to her job as a Hero and he as a Villain.
But due to the vagueness of her statement, Bitterbat seemed to perk up at what was a halfhearted threat. "Well, don't forget you gotta kick it first~"
Amara could only cover her face with her freehand as she tried to hide the pink glow of her eyes again.
#ask#ask: glitter and guilt#ask: licorice#sweetheart#bitterbat#writing#cookiethedoge#licorice#glitter and guilt#ask: sweetheart#ask: bitterbat
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2023 Writing Wrap-Up
Current count for 2023: 72 different works, plus 27 Fannish 50 posts, for 99 total. About half the Fannish 50 posts are fics already listed. (and then I see farther down "several prompt fills" listed as 1 item, so, more than 100, let's just say 100+)
Many works would be considered multi-chapter, some are one-shots. Many are exploring an idea without worrying about publishing them, just seeing where it goes.
(For an extra fun game, ask me about a specific one! I am aware that I use initials a LOT in here. I know this will make it hell for me in a year or two)
Under the cut because listing 72 different items, broken out by type/genre, is a long post. And I'm not even breaking out the Fannish 50 posts.
Original works set in the 3E universe: 3E is an alternate 20th century history with a much longer World War II. All 3E works are cowritten with @porkwithbones.
Wortbuch
BDVV
H&M
POW
Matwin
Plague Year
SFW original works:
Warwilf (Nanowrimo 2023 project) (with @porkwithbones)
Fannish50/Meta posts
Fallout TTRPG
52 separate Fannish50 posts on a wide range of fannish topics, mostly Monkey Island and Fallout (posted to Dreamwidth and Pillowfort)
NSFW original works:
River series
Tangled Threads revisit (with (porkwithbones)
Spaceman (with @the-lastcall)
IGB (with @the-lastcall)
AltC (with @the-lastcall)
Fallout New Vegas:
GFB prompt fills (several)
Postcards from New Vegas, cowritten with @theartofblossoming (probably to be published on AO3 in 2024)
On Opposite Sides (Posted to AO3)
Red Flags (AO3)
The Best of a Bad Situation (AO3)
Fallout New Vegas AUs (SFW and NSFW):
Legion ACG (with @porkwithbones)
Courier/Benny
Enclave AU (with @the-lastcall)
Swank/Arcade
Vulpes stuff
Arcaleb 1 (with @the-lastcall)
Arcaleb 2 (with @the-lastcall)
Courier/Vulpes
Stolen Heir (with @the-lastcall)
Legion ASC (with @the-lastcall)
University AU (with @the-lastcall)
Polycule
NCR/Legion
The Outer Worlds:
Halcyon genemodding
Repro storyline
Alternate love interests
Old Age prompt
Rowan transfusion
Rowan even worse timeline
postgame Bad Trip stuff
Threescore and Ten (AO3)
Discussion by Ringlight (AO3)
The Outer Worlds AUs (SFW and NSFW):
Werewolf
Cosmic Horror
What If (Rowan and Will are Siblings - cowritten with @the-lastcall)
Max/Conrad
Conrad/Silus
Fallbrook AU (with @the-lastcall)
Get Your Neat Freak On (AO3)
1960s Project and Spinoffs:
Prequel: alone
Farm AU (with @the-lastcall)
prompt: gay cousin
Taylor 1 (with @the-lastcall)
Taylor 2 (with @the-lastcall)
Fallout 76 (SFW and NSFW) canon and AUs:
BB&BC
Willow - makeover (AO3)
Disaster Danes (with @the-lastcall)
Max/Danilo
Death Willows (with @the-lastcall)
Modus gets a body
Art Therapy
The Accidental Raider/It Could Be Worse (AO3)
The Accidental Raider/We Might Need an Intervention (AO3)
The Accidental Raider 2
Brother Stevie
Murder Shack
Mothman cult stuff
BOS stuff
Raider AU (with @the-lastcall)
Snow Day (AO3)
Tunnel of Love (AO3)
Monkey Island:
FAFO
random MI stuff
Artisent Chronicles
QPR
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My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Hello, dear best writer I know XD could I possibly request 19 and 26 (smut of course) for Nathan? (welcome back)
d'awww! you certainly can <3 hope you enjoy bb!
Can't Hardly Wait
prompt(s): "Were you masturbating?" + "How funny do you think teasing is now?"
word count: 945
warnings/tags: mention of masturbation, some light snogging
a/n: I rewrote the ending to this one like three different times until I found the right blend of funny, sweet, and sexy :3
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99 notes - Posted July 2, 2022
#4
“That was disgusting, but it’s kind of romantic, really.” For request or just to get the creativity juices flowing ✌️
Disgustingly Romantic
word count: 1k
warnings/tags: reader wears a necklace, talk of cleaning toilets, nothing too gross I promise lol
a/n: I’m not sure if I like how this came out, but flor said it was good, so I trust her
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135 notes - Posted June 23, 2022
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“how mad would you be if i kissed you?” for the nathan drabbles? so happy to see you back!
I'm happy to be back! I missed this cocky arsehole. :3
word count: 1.7k
warning(s)/tag(s): mention of character death, alcohol, dubcon (bc of the alcohol), just a bit of snogging though
prompt: "How mad would you be if I kissed you?"
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139 notes - Posted June 5, 2022
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Hey! You’re a fantabulous writer could I request a smut with Nathan young where reader sends him some sexy pictures whilst their at community service which then develop’s into bathroom sex ? With Nathan just worshipping the reader?
aww thank you! you sure can 💚
All Yours
word count: 1.8k
warnings/tags: f!reader, pwp, dirty photos, semi public sex, unprotected sex, breast play/worship, panty theft/panty sniffing, slight daddy kink, creampie, marking
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154 notes - Posted July 14, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
a fic where nathan and the reader have a quickie and he attempts to be more dominant could be hot AND funny
[ gif made by @/santacarlahorrorshow ]
Just a Quickie
word count: 1.9k
warnings/tags: fem!reader, dom!nathan (sort of lol), semi-public sex, unprotected sex, fingering, creampies, breeding kink (if you squint)
a/n: thank you to @super-unpredictable98 for being my constant cheerleader & to @santacarlahorrorshow for being my sounding board <3 Happy Thirsty Thursday!
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BBS Dialogue Prompts: #202
BBS Dialogue & Sentence Starter Prompts: [ 10 ]
SMII7Y
Hopefully it’s not that.
No, wait a minute, I want to play.
No, I’ve fully been possessed by him now.
You will suffer.
Good thing I’m not next to him.
The dark lord strikes again!
You’re right, I can’t win.
I just handed you one, didn’t I?
You were gaslighting me in thinking that I didn't have one.
What the fuck is happening?
I fucking knew you were gonna say that.
We don't have to, we don't have to do that.
This is the worst thing I've ever seen you guys try to put together.
You really had to think about that?
Yeah, he just tried to bite me.
I'm gonna try to pull this off...cover the door.
Stop making fun of my hair, bro.
This is gonna be very hectic.
You want a little smooch?
There's a lot of people behind me.
KRYOZ
You're a pile of shit.
Push em, push em...wrong guy.
You can dance if you want too, but you have to leave your friends behind.
Oh my God, I'm drunk.
Why is it going bonkers up here, bro?
I hope I fucked him up.
Woah, what kind of game are you guys playing?
Alright, are you ready to come?
You know I'm sensitive about that.
You really have to stop asking such personal questions.
NOGLA
Is this the end...for us?
Go in and say hi.
Just fucking zap 'em.
Yep, let's move on.
Do you know what you have done?
Run, stop blocking me!
Why did you make her upset?
Go the other way.
I'm just going to get the both of you.
Yeah, it was a dream, it was a fantasy in fact.
TERRORISER
Here we go, this can’t go badly for me at all.
I didn’t want to give you the satisfaction.
You want me to come touch you, surely nothing bad is going to come from this little endeavor.
I had a great joke, you’re such a dick.
This is what my girlfriend has to look at.
Someone let me out of this…
Maybe I'll land better this time.
Just drive, just drive!
You can't prove that.
They know me so well.
WILDCAT
Yeah we might be dead now.
He's like 99% invisible.
It's not good for my health.
What is this guy, he's some kind of demon.
We hesitated too much.
You’re blocking the door, we can’t get through it.
Oh, you pissed them off now.
That wasn’t dormant.
You have to get me the fuck out of there.
Don’t stand next to it.
BASICALLYIDOWRK
We’re always hyper focused for the first forty-five minutes.
I’m working on it.
You haven’t moved.
It’s to stop it from burning down your house.
That doesn’t count, right?
I told you not to do that!
The one that looks like you.
I was confused too, bro.
I'll come over, we'll work something out.
How in the fuck did you get up there?
MOO
I think he was driving there.
Can we just let that go?
Let's just go to the dungeon, guys.
I would have to agree with that.
I need a shovel.
I don’t love our chances, but I’m gonna try my best.
It’s so loud!
We have it!
What else are we supposed to do, what else can we do?
That’s not what that is.
BIGPUFFER
I fucking doubt it, but I'll try.
He’s thinking, what are you thinking about?
Oh my God, you’re completely broke.
It’d be awkward if you missed all of them.
The anticipation is killing me.
I am okay with this, get the fuck out of the way.
I’m done helping.
He’s actively trying to ruin your life.
It’s like going back to a bad ex-boyfriend.
Who drove me off?
VANOSSGAMING
I’m not going to lie, I didn’t know you guys were pressing buttons.
Yeah, yeah, I got it, just provide the light, and I’ll do it.
I can see it great, the lighting is great.
Yeah, cause you made the noise, it was distracting.
This is it right here, boys, my moment, my moment.
I’m so close, I can taste it.
Is this a new place, this better be a fucking new place.
That’s a big ass grave.
Oh great, now we’re in prison.
Fuck it, let’s get out of here.
H2ODELIRIOUS
Someone’s been here recently.
Hopefully, nobody saw me going in there.
Oh God, he’s dancing his ass off.
Sounds like a joke.
What the hell was that, I'm a unicorn.
What did I say?
He's dead as hell.
I don't even know what happened!
He definitely didn't like that.
I'm making sure you didn't cheat.
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200 Brooklyn 99 Prompts
Rosa
1 “Talk to him, that's what friends do.” “Nope. I'm gonna wait 'til I'm on my deathbed, get in the last word and then die immediately.” “That's your plan for dealing with this?” “That's my plan for dealing with everything. I have seventy-seven arguments I'm going to win that way.”
2 “I'm already seeing somebody, NAME.” “Oh, and just like that, things got interesting.” “And just like that, I left.”
3 “NAME is even wearing his/her formal leather jacket.” “It's the one without any blood on it.”
4 “Right, that's the guy/girl you said the lame stuff about. Like he’s/she's a good listener.” “Sorry, what do you look for in a guy/girl?” “Real stuff, like the shape of his/her ass.”
5 “Sorry I'm late. I had to go back to the deli and return my Everything Bagel. In what world does everything not include beef jerky?” “All of them.”
6 “He/She also likes to look up recipes online and go, "Who's got the time?"
7 “Thank you, NAME. Your entire life is garbage.”
8 “NAME , tell us about your family.” “I have one.”
9 “Anyone over the age of six celebrating a birthday should go to hell.”
10 “I am dating his/her nephew/niece. Now we are hanging out on weekends. What is next? Oh! Small talk.”
11 “Wait, is that a smile I see?” “Possibly. My immune system is too weak to fight off my smile muscles.”
12 “Whoa, what happened? You know what, forget it. I'll just read NAME’s notes.”
13 “NAME? Are you stuck in there?” “No, I'm in here by choice.” “Oh, 'cause I hear some banging noises as if someone was struggling to open the door.” “No. That was the pipes.” “Or, is it the sound of you learning how to ask for help? You know, you can't spell ‘independent’ without ‘dependent.’” “And you can't spell ‘Go [bleep] yourself’ without ‘[bleep] you.’”
14 “I've said "excuse me" more times this morning than I have in my entire life. Twice!”
15 “Oh, nothing better after a long shift than coming to BAR NAME. It's like Cheers, where everybody knows your name.” “A place where everybody knows your name is hell. You're describing hell.”
16 “So, what is this? Casual, serious? I need to know how to make fun of you.”
17 “NAME and I broke up. He/She ate soup too much.” “What, like every day?” “It happened twice.”
18 “So, what are you drinking?” “I'll have a margarita. But, like, a skinny margarita. So, like, tequila, lime, and a tiny splash of agave.” “Mm. I refuse to order that.”
19 “What are you looking all wistful about?” “Just thinking, about relationships and love, and how I'm way better at them than I thought I'd be. Should I do a TED Talk on it?” “Doesn't seem any dumber than all the other TED Talks.”
20 “Why didn't you tell me? I had no idea things were getting that serious.” “Yeah, it's very embarrassing having feelings.”
21 “So are you bringing someone to the wedding?” “No, I'm taking a break from dating for a while.” “What?” “I'm sick of asking people how many siblings they have. Oh, is it somewhere between zero and two? How fascinating.”
22 “I grew a goatee and it looks amazing, and I know you can see it.” “Of course we can see it, NAME. It's horrible.”
23 “It feels like you're being a little harsh.” “Thanks, good note. I was going for extremely harsh. I'll turn it up.”
24 “Are your senses heightened?” “I think I might be pregnant, not bitten by a radioactive spider.”
25 “You're what sneezes are!”
26 “Seriously, you guys should stand up once in a while. You know, for your hearts.”
27 “NAME, this is dumb. I'm just gonna go.” “No, no, no. You promised me more time. I still have seven minutes.” “I really don't want to miss my flight, and I cannot physically stand the way that room smells anymore.” “Just breathe through your mouth.”
28 “You know, some people say, ‘Mo money, mo problems,’ but those people are idiots. Money's amazing.”
29 “Dude, just admit you ruined everything and turned our lives into a living hell. No biggie.”
30 “We don't want anyone getting alcohol poisoning, so if you throw up, you're disqualified.” “I never throw up. I just tell my stomach to deal with it. My body is terrified of me.”
Jake
31 “I also have a hairline fracture in my thumb. Mankind's least important finger, am I right?”
32 “I wasn't hurt that badly. The doctor said all my bleeding was internal. That's where the blood's supposed to be.”
33 “How much could I possibly owe you? Fifty, sixty bucks?” “Two thousand, four hundred and thirty seven dollars.” “Dollars?! Wait, of course dollars. Why was that the part I was surprised by?”
34 “So, I'm going to grab a healthy breakfast.” “Are those gummy bears wrapped in a fruit roll-up?” “Breakfast burrito, but yeah.” “I pity your dentist.” “Joke's on you. I don't have a dentist.”
35 “I'm talking to my credit card company. I tried to get an online subscription to the New Yorker and they declined me. Apparently, based on my previous purchases, they assumed it was fraud. That's crazy. I'm fancy. One time I had coffee-flavored ice cream.”
36 “Rules are made to be broken.” “They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.” “Uh, piñatas.” “Glow sticks.” “Karate boards.” “Spaghetti when you have a small pot.” “Rules.”
37 “Hey, can I ask you something?” “Mm-hmm.” “If the toilets drain into the ocean, does that mean a tiny shark could swim up and bite me in the butt?” “No, not at all.” “Psh, lame.”
38 “NAME, super important question. Which one of these shirts should I wear to dinner with your dad/mom tonight?” “Those are exactly the same.” “I have a signature look, NAME.”
39 “Hello, good sir, I'd like your finest bottle of wine, please.” “That will be $1,600.” “Great, I'd like your $8-est bottle of wine, please.”
40 “I am straight-up depressed. NAME’s been doing her best to cheer me up. He/She gave me this sticker this morning just for waking up.” “Ew, it's like you're dating your teacher.” “I know, it's so hot.”
41 “Wait. Before you say anything, I want to guess what happened based on your face. Someone died. No! You won a prize. I'm not getting better at this.”
42 “What is the bandwidth on the wifi here? We have much content to stream.”
43 “Oh, you sweaty, chair-spinning morons. You're gonna get us out of here.”
44 “Sir, I think I speak for all of us when —“ “He/She doesn't.” “He/She doesn't.”
45 “So, your brother/sister's a bit of a nightmare.” “I wouldn't say that. I mean, at most, he’s/she's a daymare.” “Those are so much scarier.” “Yeah.”
46 “Look, NAME, I burnt two hundred calories.” “That's your heart rate.” “Yeah, that checks out.”
47 “I don't slump, people. I opposite of slump. I pmuls. That's slump backwards and it's what I do. I pmuls all over this bitch.”
48 “Excuse me. We were just looking for a place to —“ “Boink.” “Yes, boink. That's my preferred term for it, too.”
49 “Thank you for doing this. I love you.” “Noice. Smort. I love you too.”
50 “Adult parties? I believe they're called orgies.”
51 “I have a sexy voice!
Champagne.
Mountain range.
Hugs.”
52 “Has anyone ever told you you look just like a statue?” “Yes.”
53 “NAME, you're smiling. It's very weird. Like seeing a turtle out of its shell.”
54 “You look happy. Let me guess. Your egg sandwich fell on the floor, and they gave it to you for free.” “No. Can you do that? Why doesn't everyone just drop their sandwiches on the floor?” “I was trying to insult you.” “And instead you gave me an amazing life hack!”
55 “So, we gonna talk about what happened back there? I haven't seen someone cry that much since NAME heard they were remaking ‘First Wives Club.’”
56 “Hey, there, NAME. Everything okay?” “No, I'm having a meltdown.” “Props. That was amazing.” “Thanks. It was a lot of work.”
57 “Almost makes me wanna take things seriously all the time. But then I'm like ‘boobs, farts, boobs, whatever’.”
58 “Ahh, babe, this is so nice. There are hot stones on our butts for no reason.” “Not on mine. My butt stones keep falling off, because I'm so tense about NAME being here and ruining everything.”
59 “Okay, don't shoot! That's how people get shot.”
60 “Rule number 3: Let's not have sex right away.” “Cool. Cool cool cool cool cool. No doubt, no doubt, no doubt. Good rule. No sex. Good rule.”
Charles
61 “Okay, but I thought since you were in charge, maybe I could be your right hand man? Your Tinker Bell?” “Tinker Bell?” “Let me tell you something about Tinker Bell. Tinker Bell is a loyal lieutenant and a real thorn in the side of Captain Hook.”
62 “NAME, why don't you show Danger what a fax machine is.” “Okay. Imagine a letter had unprotected sex with a phone.”
63 “Hey, NAME, are you ready to go streaking?” “What?” “That's what my dad/mom and I called getting blonde streaks in your hair. We used to do it to our ponytails on road trips. You just take a little lemon up top, and let the sun do the rest. We called it giving each other road head.” “You just said you called it going streaking.” “It had a couple names.”
64 “So we have good news, and we have bad news.” “My Nana always said, ‘Bad news first because the good news is probably a lie.’ Fun fact: she made me cry a lot.”
65 “What about me? What if something happens to NAME, and he never gets to meet my baby? I don't want to hang out with some stupid baby who's never met NAME.”
66 “Oh, you're right. I'm gonna tell him/her. It might not be today. It might not be tomorrow. It definitely won't be later than tomorrow. So pretty much today or tomorrow then.”
67 “No! I was eavesdropping. I'm always eavesdropping.” “I don't like it.” “Look, I didn't spend the last seven years watching your love ripen, only to have it sullied by a city hall wedding. You're getting married right here, right now.”
68 “I know you think my judgement's clouded because I like him/her a little bit.” “You doodled your wedding invitation.” “No, that's our joint tombstone.” “My mistake.”
69 “How many times have I smacked you in your face?” “Lost count.” “And you still have no fear of me.” “I'm trying to read your womb vibe.” “Exactly. Knock it off.”
70 “Okay, first of all, NAME, you look amazing. Secondly, I made an appointment at the salon with Nikki, for you, under the name Gabriella Fuentes de San Miguel Estrada. I had fun with the name.” “Clearly.”
71 “He’s/She's got a type, which is really any one but you.” “Yeah, that was my ex-husband/ex-wife's type, too.”
72 “Sexy train is leaving the station. Check out this caboose. Later, sluts.”
73 “I can't wait to see you, my luscious little breakfast quiche. I just want to draw you a bubble bath and spoon-feed you caviar. I think we should open up a joint checking account. I love you. [pause] What am I doing?” “It's okay. I hung up right after ‘Chucklebunny’.” “Help me. I've gone Full NAME.”
74 “Do you desire a crispen potato?” “Oh, don't mind if I do-ble. Wait a minute. Crispen potato. Why are you fancy talking.” “How dare you, sir/madam. I speak the common tongue.” “There it is again. You only do that when you're lying or hiding something.” “Hiding? Ha. Pish-posh.”
75 “Hey, donut holes. Don't mind if I do. Eurgh! Fish? Fish donuts, NAME? What is wrong with you?” “It's takoyaki. I'm drowning my sorrows in octopus balls.”
76 “Put on a T-shirt for all I care. It doesn't matter what you wear.” “Of course it matters. He has to wear the smaller checks. Big checks wash him out. Where are you, NAME?”
77 “Ooh, if they have your phone, we can track where they're going. I have ‘Find My Phone’ set up to track you. What? I do that for all my friends, not just you.” “Show me.” “There's no time!”
78 “You okay?” “Yeah, no burns. The doctor said I was lucky my body was so damp.”
79 “You guys have been down here for two hours. What, did you have sex forty times?”
80 “What? You don't need closet space. You have, like, one outfit.”
81 “You just graduated pie school, bitches. [pause] Sorry I said bitches, I'm just really worked up.”
82 “So, I know you're NAME’s best friend, and —“ “Did he/she say that? Did you get that on tape?” “No.” “No, he/she didn't say that or no, you didn't get it on tape? Doesn't matter. Either way, you screwed up big time.”
83 “What you did is the culinary equivalent of unprotected sex.”
84 “That's right. Boom. Just kicked Santa in the testicles.”
85 “No, there's no one in my life. [wink] Sort of a sad thing to wink about, I realize now.”
86 “NAME! Were you dreaming about NAME again?” “Why did you wake me up?! I told you never to wake me up!”
87 “You used all the touching time, NAME. I get 100% of the goodbye touching time. 100%.”
88 “Do you wanna know why he/she went out with him/her and not you?” “Yeah.” “Because he/she actually asked him/her out.”
89 “NAME, will you taste this batter?” “Mm-hmm. Hmm. I think it's a little off.” “You know what's off? Your mouth! Why NAME lets your stupid tongue anywhere near him/her I'll never know. Nope, I forgot the sugar. That's on me.”
90 “There's no need for NAME to see me unleash the beast.”
Captain Holt
91 “Look at you. Always working. What happened to my fun big/little brother/sister?” “Fun? I was never fun. You take that back.”
92 “It's the most fun day of the year. Something you wouldn't understand because you're not programmed to feel joy.” “Yes, but my software is due for an exuberance upgrade.”
93 “Sticks and stones, NAME.” “Describing your breakfast?”
94 “NAME, how are you feeling?” “Better today. I even managed to eat some plain toast this morning.” “Smart. Something bland.” “That's my favorite breakfast.”
95 “Joining us for lunch, Sir?” “Oh, no, I've already consumed the required calories for this day period.” “Yummy.”
96 “You all right, NAME? Tough weekend?” “I went to Barbados with my husband/wife. We wove hats out of palm fronds and swam with the stingrays. I've never been happier.”
97 “Maybe I should wing it. Love, it sustains you. It's like oatmeal.” “Okay. Okay. Not bad for winging it.” “I lied. Took me two hours to write that.”
98 “I do not have a problem. If I want to play Kwazy Cupcakes, I will play Kwazy Cupcakes. Kwazy is a difficult word to say in anger, but I think I've made my feelings clear.”
99 “This place is so romantic.” “Yeah, and so intimate.” “Don't worry. I'm not listening to you. I'm just thinking about how this sea bass is cold but not as cold and cruel as the hands of fate that have thrust my entire life into darkness.” “Ah, damn it. I just ordered the sea bass.”
100 “Yeah, and your new shirt is very aggressive and confusing. Is the pineapple the slut, or is it calling someone else a slut?” “Clearly the pineapple is the slut.” “Huh.”
101 “Oh, I've caused a problem. I think I am getting a text message. Bloop. Ah, there it is.”
102 “So nice of you to greet us, NAME. I thought surely you'd still be crushed under that house in Munchkinland.”
103 “So, do you NAME --“ “Yes.” “And do you --“ “Yes. Yes. We do. We're married.”
104 “I mean, don't people call you NAME?” “How dare you.”
105 “So you lied to me? Out of pity. You pity me.” “I wouldn't put it that way.” “I would. I am offended. I am angry. I am very tired. So I'm gonna take a nap, but when I wake up, oh, you are in for it.”
106 “Look at that. You've helped me find my smile.”
107 “Huh. Meat from the street. Sounds like a fun treat. Hah. I'm a poet and ... I didn't even know I was rhyming those words. But it happened anyway.”
108 “Oh, look at that. An alert. I'm probably trending already. What? My account has been deactivated?” “Twitter thinks you're a bot.” “Why? I am a human. I am a human male/female.”
109 “Care to sit? I'm sure you'd like to take some weight off your cloven hooves.” “Call me the devil, NAME? How original.” “Actually, I was calling you a goat. You goat.”
110 “NAME! I'm coming with you.” “Thank you, NAME.” “I'm also coming.” “Not necessary.”
111 “Spot checks are done. Needless to say I'm thoroughly underwhelmed.” “Huh. From your expression, I would have guessed constipated. Or chilly.”
112 “NAME, you have a pretty low bar for what you consider drama. Once, I used an exclamation point in a email. You called me Diana Ross.” “I assure you, in this case, I do not exaggerate.”
113 “I know they say it's not good to have a TV in the bedroom. Which is why I don't.”
114 “NAME, did you just laugh?” “Uproariously.”
115 “You know when you play along with the robot jokes, it kinda ruins my enjoyment of them?” “Yes, I know.”
116 “And what do you hope to get out of this, NAME? Let me guess revenge on Dorothy for killing your sister?”
117 “It was a good game though for a dumbass.” Okay, you're kinda overusing that one. Maybe switch it up a little bit.” “Oh, good note. You dick.” “That landed good.”
118 “Dancing over. Situation defused.” “No!”
119 “All right, NAME, I'm sick of you wasting time. So, yes, I spilled some minestrone on my pants and I'm sitting in my underwear. Happy?”
120 “You found me. Drinking seltzer in the shadows.”
Gina
121 “It's a sloppy Jessica. Mac n cheese, chili, pizza on a bun. Its everything I've wanted to eat for the last 48 hours.” “What happened? I thought you were gonna 'last forever bitches.'” “Turns out I gave up easy. You hear that bitches? I gave up so easy.”
122 “If NAME had a twin, he/she would have eaten him/her in the womb.”
123 “Wait a minute, I think I just figured something out. I got to go.” “Aren't you forgetting something?” [person a gives Person b a kiss on the forehead] “Uh no, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?”
124 “The English language can not fully capture the depth and complexity of my thoughts. So I'm incorporating Emoji into my speech to better express myself. Winky face.”
125 “All right, gang. Diet day 4. How's everyone holding up?” “Honestly, I'm going to last forever. You hear that bitches? I'm gonna last forever.”
126 “If I die, turn my tweets into a book!”
127 “The only reason I didn't tell you is I don't value you as people, so why be honest?”
128 “Breakups are a cartoony thumbs down. They make people feel face-with-Xs-for-the-eyes.”
129 “I'm sorry. I just don't think this is something you're good at.” “What? The only thing I'm not good at is modesty, because I'm great at it.”
130 “Click. I just captured the exact moment you realized you had failed. I guess we all got something out of this.”
131 “It's so addictive, right? I play so much that when I close my eyes at night, I just see cupcakes instead of my normal dizzying array of flashing lights.”
132 “Forget your ex with meaningless sex. It rhymes because it's true.”
133 “NAME. NAME. NAME, I screwed up, big time.” “NAME, given your daily life experiences, you're gonna have to be more specific.”
134 “So, talk to me, goose. How are we looking?” “Sexy, but not like we're trying too hard. Like, sure, we're trying, but it's almost effortless.”
135 “Give me the ring.” “You sound like Gollum.” “That means nothing to me. I don't see those movies, I'm too pretty.”
136 “Oh no, six drink NAME isn't fun. He’s/She's just sad. Damn it!”
137 “I never have second thoughts. That's the luxury of having great first thoughts.”
138 “Ugh, constantly getting NAME’s approval is the worst.” “Yes. I can only imagine.”
139 “You think you can just bully people, but you can't. It's not okay. I'm the bully around here. Ask anyone.”
140 “This just might work out after all.” “You're damn right it will, 'cause we're a ragtag, scrappity, fart-dumb, moron parade, smart-ass team!”
141 “Okay, NAME, stop freaking out. I have the day off. I can step in and help.” “Yeah, me too. I'm not off, but I come and go as I please. It's part of my charm. I'm like an outdoor cat.”
142 “Gina, please keep an eye on NAME today. He's/She’s gonna say something to the wrong person and get himself/herself punched.” “Sure, I'd love to see NAME get punched.” “Try again.” “I will stop NAME from getting punched.” “Correct.”
143 “Oh, I want him/her out. But I'm too scared to tell him/her. “ “All right, listen. I know that your spirit animal is a caterpillar that's been stepped on —“ “Mm-hmm.”
144 “What are you creeps doing? You made me look away from my phone. You better pray I didn't miss a text.” “In the two seconds you looked away?” “Seventeen texts. All of them important.”
145 “What is my favorite soup?” “Chicken noodle.” “Potato leek.” “Corn frickin' noodle. I mean, chowder, damn it.” “You're all wrong. I've never had soup.” “Don't bother. They all suck.”
146 “Okay, so that plumber was useless. But we are two smart and capable people who can definitely figure out how to fix a toilet.” “Of course we can. The internet will tell us what to do. She always does.”
147 “It's crazy how much he/she flirts with me.”
148 “Good morning.” “For whom?” “For you-m.”
149 “So he/she didn't say what happened, which can only mean one thing.” “He's/She’s in a fight club.”
150 “What's up? How can I help?” “Well, when I was a kid, I invented a magnetic flashlight clip so I could read under the covers. This clip and I went all around the world together the Shire, Sweet Valley High, Terabithia.” “But never to a friend's house, huh?” “Uncalled for.”
Amy
151 “That stuff with us is in the past. We talked about that.” “I know, but that was before you saw me in this dope ass tux. I mean you must be freaking out.” “Oh, I really am. I'm really into rented clothes. I love how many butts have been in them.”
152 “You know, we're birds of a feather, you and I.” “I hate cliches.” “Cliches are the worst.”
153 “And now I don't know what to do.” “I think you do know what to do.” “Thanks, NAME.” [leaves the room] “I have no idea what he’s/she's gonna do but that's the safest way to give NAME advice.” “Yep.”
154 “Insult me all you want, for I have only this to say —“ “Victory shall be mine!” “I heard you practicing in the shower. You can't surprise me. Letting me into your life was the worst mistake you ever made.” “Cool, fun take on our relationship.”
155 “NAME, where you at?” “Four drinks.” “What's four-drink NAME again?” “Why don't you come over here and find out?” “Right, Horny NAME”
156 “I'm sorry. We only excluded you because you're kind of an over-texter.” “Over-texter? That's not even a thing.” “Oh really? So you don't remember the time you sent 97 unanswered texts in a five-minute span?” “My phone vibrated itself off the desk. I think it was committing suicide.”
157 “What the hell? I used NAME's exact recipe. I know I'm not a great cook, but I love following instructions.”
158 “What's going on? Is this a dream? No, I'm not holding a label maker.”
159 “My power went out last night and my alarm didn't go off.” “Your alarm is power dependent? You brought this on yourself, son.”
160 “I'd also like to apologize for my friend. His /Her parents didn't give him/her enough attention.”
161 “I'm in! A bet which improves someone's manners? Double score.”
162 “He’s/She's scared.” “He’s/She's not scared. With all due respect, NAME, NAME has no feelings.”
163 “I'm so cold even my fiery dance moves aren't keeping me warm.”
164 “I'm sorry. I tried to be myself and they hated it.”
165 “All right, someone's gotta go out there and kill that feathery bastard. NAME, you're always looking for an excuse to behead something.”
Sergeant Jeffords
166 “It was like taking candy from a baby.” “Why are you giving candy to a baby in the first place? Don't give candy to a baby! They can't brush their teeth!”
167 “I was raised on disco. Little NAME loved to hustle.”
168 “Or is your favorite artist really Taylor Swift?” [Scoffs] “No.” “Lie.” “All right, fine, she is. She makes me feel things.” “She makes all of us feel things!”
169 “Urgh, what's in these?” “Potatoes, butter, a little milk. Oh, and I ran out of salt, so I used baking soda.” “Why wouldn't you? They're both white powders. Of course they're interchangeable.” “Yeah.”
170 “I warned you against using donuts. They're my trigger food.”
171 “Hey, NAME, you know how you're really good at doodling?” “I know you think you're complimenting me, but calling them doodles is an insult. You a big fan of Picasso's doodles?”
172 “Your tone's braggy but your words are real sad.”
173 “See, NAME? Tough love works.” “Damn it! NAME proved the wrong point.”
174 “Now, be respectful and grieve your asses off.” “I don't know why this is happening.” “NAME, I love it. Everyone follow his/her lead!”
175 “Everything's spoiled. My lunch is ruined. My chicken, my potatoes, pasta, my meatballs, ham, my yogurt.” “Wow, that's a lot of yogurt.” “I love yogurt.”
176 “Kind of seemed like you were gonna get up and leave after saying all that.” “I was, but I think I hear NAME.”
177 “You better look cute in this picture, or no one's gonna want you. Do something with your damn paws!”
178 “My tolerance has really changed since I had kids!”
179 “I'm hungry!” “Oh, you're in luck; the fanny pack is filled with granola.” “Mmm! Loose granola.” “I don't want fanny granola! I want steaks and whiskey!”
180 “You probably can't tell, but I'm flexing my brain like crazy right now.”
181 “What's that smell? That's lavender. NAME loves lavender.”
182 “Okay. Excuse me. Can we please eat? My body is starting to digest itself. NAME needs nutrients!”
183 “Don't look at me. NAME wastes all that time building muscles, make him do it.” “Oh, come on, you all know these are just for show.”
184 “Sorry? You bumbling son of a bitch. You just ruined my life. I hope you get hit by a truck and a dog takes a dump on your face.” “Nothing to see here. Just a little hypoglycaemic rage. Move along.”
185 “I feel like a proud mama hen whose baby chicks have learned to fly!”
Hitchcock
186 “NAME, why do you have your shirt off?” “Can't spill food on your shirt if you're not wearing one.”
187 “What bet? What are you guys talking about?” “Seriously? The bet? They've been keeping score all year. It comes up all the time. What are you doing all day?!” “Nothing. Why, you want to hang out?”
188 “So you just want us to lie on the ground and do nothing like a bunch of losers?” “Yes, precisely.” “No!” “Jackpot!”
189 “I don't like it. Something stinks.” “Well, I'm sorry, but I refuse to mask my natural musk with a bunch of chemicals.”
190 “My God. NAME, are you the only person still making sense?” “Yeah. It's bad.”
191 “All right, food is ready, decorations are set, guests should start arriving any moment, and the chairs are still perfection.” “He/She said they're perfection. I'm so proud of you, buddy.” “It was you. You made this happen.”
192 “Who do you think it's gonna be?” “I've no idea.” “I bet it's me. I just hope I'm ready.”
193 “Okay, look, this was maybe a weird way to start the night, but the good news is, we can still make our dinner reservation and no one got hurt.” “Actually, I cut myself real bad.” “Of course you did.”
Scully
194 “Oh, so your plan is to not take this seriously at all?” “Oh, I am as serious as a heart attack. No offense, NAME.” “Nah. Mine are never that serious. I call 'em ‘oopsies’.”
195 “I miss my home chair.” “You miss a chair?”
196 “Are those thumbtacks? What the hell, NAME?” “I thought they'd make good confetti.” “Why?”
197 “All right, anyone else have questions? NAME, NAME, you've been weirdly silent.” “We didn't want to say anything that would get us uninvited.”
198 “Okay, first of all, I want to say that this was one of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make. There is so much talent in this room.” “Just tell us, bitch. Act as if you already have the role.”
199 “I'll be back. Don't move.” “Not a problem. I hate moving.”
200 “Where should we begin? Do you have any experience with puzzles?” “Yes. I've never solved one.”
#brooklyn 99 prompts#brooklyn 99 quotes#jake peralta#rosa diaz#amy santiago#gina linetti#captain holt#sergeant jeffords#terry jeffords#charles boyle#scully b99#hitchcock b99#bb 99 prompts#bb 99 quotes#quaratine sucks and making these keeps my mind busy#i live in covid 19 hell
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HELLOOOOOOO K!!!!!
Had to jump on the alphabet train because for some reason I love it when people do this?? Like it’s such a good idea and clever 😂 ANYWHO, let’s get C, K, W for itachi? Hmm? I had another letter but completely forgot as I was writing this so sorry! Ahaha thanks bb!
KALIAAAAA!!! thank you so much for this request! 🥰❤️ I love the alphabet too, it’s one of my favorite prompt lists EVERR. I hope you enjoy, my dear! 😍
c ➜ cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
if you’ll let him, Itachi’s favorite place to cum is either inside you or on you
giving him a blowjob? please prepare yourself because when itachi cums he cums buckets
he feels really bad about it if your gag reflex kicks in; but if you can take it all and swallow without blinking, he’s hard as fuck all over again
....can you say cum eating kink?? cuz he’s got one of those. speaking of which...
k ➜ kink (one or more of their kinks)
Itachi is obsessed with tasting you and having your cum on his tongue. doesn’t matter how, he just wants to taste you
this goes hand in hand with his praise kink, which is mostly giving but he wouldn’t say no to receiving
he could talk for hours about how amazing you taste to him, honestly
Itachi likes to mix his praise kink with his slightly sadistic side, teasing and punishing you while reminding you how good you’re taking it all
w ➜ wild card (a random headcanon)
I headcanon itachi as a bit of a switch in bed, and lemme just say that this is my own kinks talking LOL that his ahegao face is TOP TIER
His main goal like 99% of the time is to please you, and he will gladly take the strap if that’s what you want
Don’t be surprised if he moans very, very loud when you’re fucking him from behind. He can’t control himself 🥰
He’s got his eyes crossed, tongue out, drooling, the whole nine yards. it’s heavenly
#smuttyscribe#naruto#naruto x reader#naruto headcanons#itachi#itachi uchiha#itachi x reader#itachi x y/n#itachi headcanons
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Congrats on the 100! That's fantastic! :) I was wondering if you could do prompt 2 with BB era Echo, please?
Hi,
Thank you so much <3!
I hope you'll like it.
Love,
Charlie
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Echo x Genderneutral!Reader
Warnings: None
2. Friends to Lovers
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So far you didn't regret your decision to leave Kamino with the Bad Batch and Omega, but every now and then you questioned it a bit. Though whenever you were in one of those moods, as you liked to call it, there was Echo. Even just looking at him, hearing his voice or, even better, his laugh, in the distance helped you realize that you had in fact made the right choice.
Before you left you had been a medic on Kamino, often assigned to Clone Force 99. That's how you met Echo, shortly after he joined the group, and how the two of you became close. After his rescue he had to spend a lot more time in the med bay than his brothers and you quickly came to the realization that he wasn't too fond of the droids that usually took care of the smaller injuries, which is why you made an effort to be there for him the second he entered the cold and sterile environment.
To say that Echo instantly warmed up to you would be a lie, but once he did it was like the two of you had been friends forever. He told you everything, not only classified facts about the missions he went on with the others or the habits and characteristics of each member of the Bad Batch, but also about his other brothers. Fives, Rex, Jesse, soon you felt as if you knew them as well. His voice grew fond when he spoke of them, and you couldn't help but feel for him when he told you about everything he and his brothers had been through.
In retrospect you should have known that you were in love with him way earlier, but the realization only hit you when he stormed into your small room, asking you to run away with him. You knew the right thing to do would be to alert the Kaminoans, the Empire, any sort of authority figure and to lock Echo in your room until they arrived. But the way he held out his hand, his human hand, for you to take and the hopeful look in his eyes made you throw your few belongings in an old backpack and follow him to the Marauder.
Since then you've been through ups and downs, and the only constant in your new life was Echo. Echo, who had grown from your favourite patient, to your friend, to your best friend and now the man you were hopelessly in love with, something that Omega, with her childlike curiosity and emotional intelligence, seemed to have picked up on.
"Why don't you ask him out?", Omega asked you, a question she seemed to have every now and then.
"Because I don't know if he likes me", you told her. With a sigh that was just a bit louder than intentioned you closed the drawer of medical supplies you had just been sorting through.
"Of course he likes you, he's your best friend", the girl replied.
You now leaned against the drawer and looked at her. In the short time you had been travelling together it seemed as if she had grown already, you'd have to buy her some new clothes the next time you stopped somewhere.
"I know he likes me, but I don't know if he likes me like I like him."
You jumped as a new voice entered the conversation.
"If you're talking about romantic feelings, I'm certain Echo has those for you", Tech told you matter of factly.
Omega shot you an I told you so look, which made you roll your eyes. You liked every member of your small group, you really did, but did they have to get involved in this?
"You really should just talk to him", Tech added before he left, a bacta patch in his hand.
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Talk to him, echoed in your mind all day. Easier said than done, but you knew that the more time you spend with Echo, the more inevitable it became.
Maybe this was your opportunity. The two of you were out on a supply run, alone. The planet was small, but peaceful and you had time for a conversation.
"Hey, Echo", you started, not even knowing what you were going to say next.
"Mhm," he replied while shifting through a stack of second hand shirts.
"I... You... You're my best friend, right?", you stuttered.
You could see him nod absentmindedly from where you stood behind him.
"Do you think Omega would like this?", he suddenly asked, turning around holding a cozy looking grey jumper with a black skull, not unlike the Batch's symbol, in the center of it.
Your eyes went from Echo to the jumper and back to the clone. So much for a confession. But maybe it was a good thing, maybe you shouldn't tell him in a market, surrounded by so many other people. After all, telling your best friend that you were in love with him was supposed to be a private affair.
"I'm sure she'll love it."
A small smile made its way to Echo's face. You knew he didn't have much to give, not in the way of credits or material things at least, so he valued every small gift he could give. You still had a shiny rock in your backpack, which Echo had brought back for you just a few days after you met because its colour reminded him of the colour of your eyes. Looking back at it you should have known that you would eventually fall in love with that man right that moment. Or when he had returned, bloody and beaten with a malfunctioning right leg, but instead of focusing on his injuries the only thing on his mind had been to give you the necklace you now wore every day. It was simple, a silver chain with a star at the end, but it was the most valuable thing you possessed.
"I still have a few credits to spare, would you like anything?", Echo asked after he paid for the jumper.
You shook your head. While there are things you would want, you knew that you couldn't, shouldn't, ask for them right now. And you also knew that asking Echo to buy something for himself instead would lead nowhere, you'd tried often enough.
"How about we get something to eat instead? I saw this cute little bakery on our way into town."
Echo agreed and just a few minutes later the two of you walked out of the bakery, each with something called a star explosion in hand, as well as four more in your pockets for the others.
"I understand the star part, but why explosion?", you asked as you looked down at the star shaped treat in your hands. Your eyes went to Echo, who had just taken his first bite and now looked at you in wonder.
"Ochet", he mumbled, trying to chew and speak at the same time.
You couldn't help but laugh. Most of the time Echo was serious, sometimes bordering on stern, but every now and then there was a hint of the man he might have been before his entire world went to shit, a humorous and lively side of him came to light.
"Chocolate", he said again, this time with an empty mouth, but a bit of creamy nougat clinging to his bottom lip.
Your laughter died down, but the smile remained. You knew that Echo loved chocolate, and rarely ever got to eat it.
"A treat as sweet as you, it seems", you said, half joking and half serious.
Echo didn't reply, he just looked at you in a way he's never looked at you before. Colour was rising to his pale cheeks, a sure sign that he didn't quite know what to say to that.
"You think I'm sweet?", he finally asked.
Now blood was rising to your cheeks as well. Maybe now was the time to confess. You had left the town behind, now walking along a flowery meadow, some might say this was the perfect opportunity.
"I do."
You decided not to say anything else for the moment, waiting for Echo's reaction.
He smiled at you. A smile that was so sweet and genuine it warmed your heart.
"I think you're sweet as well."
Your heartbeat started to quicken at his words. Could this be it? The moment of truth? The point of no return?
"Yeah?", you
asked, deciding in the last moment to delay your confession a bit longer.
"Yeah", Echo confirmed. He looked at you and then at the star explosion in your hand. "In fact, I think you're a lot sweeter than chocolate."
There was humour, but also sincerity in his voice. The hopeful part of yourself had a feeling where this was going to go, so you played along.
"I think your heart is warmer than the jumper you bought for Omega."
Echo laughed as he looked around, clearly trying to come up with something else.
"I think you smell better than all the flowers in the galaxy combined", he told you, his eyes flitting between you and a flower on the edge of the path you were walking. Within a few quick seconds he had bent down and picked it for you, securing it behind your ear.
"Good one", you told him with a smile. "I think... I think you're hotter than the twin suns on Tatooine."
You knew this was a bolder statement than the ones before, but judging by the look on Echo's face he didn't mind at all. Instead he brushed the pad of his thumb along your jawline. It was only then that you noticed that not only had the two of you slowed down, you had stopped walking all together, now standing alone in the middle of the meadow with the setting sun in the distance.
"I think you're more beautiful than the first ray of sunlight after a long night", he said, his voice now close to a whisper.
This is is, the voice in your head told you. You took a deep breath, leaned into his soft touch and looked him deep in the eyes before you finally confessed.
"I think I love you more than anyone else in the galaxy."
For a moment Echo didn't say anything and you began to fear that you had ruined everything, this moment, your friendship, your future with the Bad Batch. But then a smile broke out on his face, brighter and happier than any you had seen before.
"I know I love you more than anyone else in the galaxy, cyar'ika."
Now it was your turn to smile. You leaned a bit closer, closing the last few centimeters between the two of you, and brushed your nose lightly against his.
"Good, because I know too."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
It only took that little word for Echo gently press his lips against yours. That first kiss was short and sweet and perfect. As was the second one. Only when your lips met for the third time did it turn a bit hungrier, more pressing. Echo opened his mouth to allow you to take the last hint of chocolate remaining on his tongue. Now that you've tasted both you could confirm that Echo was in fact a lot sweeter than any chocolate in the galaxy.
"We should get back to the others", you whispered against his lips after yet another kiss.
"I know", Echo mumbled, his lips now pressing soft kisses on your jawline. "But they can wait a few minutes, I've waited way longer for this, for you."
Who were you to deny him? After all, you had waited for this moment just as long as he had.
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I don't know what it is about Echo that always makes me want to write the softest fluff for him, but he deserves the world after everything he's been through (as well as lots of chocolate and kisses)
#echo x reader#tbb echo x reader#arc trooper echo x reader#echo x you#tbb echo x you#arc trooper echo x you#echo x y/n#tbb echo x y/n#arc trooper echo x y/n#echo imagine#tbb echo imagine#arc trooper echo imagine
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1. From the angst prompt list with Poe??
ok this was a super popular one for poe, like 3 or 4 people requested this oof time to hurt !! even tho this one is a little more light-hearted than all the others i have planned muahaha
poe dameron + “i needed you and you weren’t there.”
It had taken Poe Dameron no less than five minutes to work-out that you were being off with him. But, with that said, it would have been fairly fucking obvious to practically anyone that you were less than pleased with the pilot. Maybe had been the way you were staring daggers at him across the canteen in the morning, or the way you’d completely blanked him when he’d tried to greet you. It had been then that he realised you’d never sent him a good morning text - as was customary when you slept apart - or even a good night one. On the whole, he was a pretty smart guy, but 99% of the time when it came to you? He was clueless. You could have held up a sign that said ‘POE, I’M MAD!’ and he still wouldn’t have got it.
So, he was proud of himself for picking it up so quickly - then ensued the challenge of working out what exactly was wrong. Once he’d got his breakfast and some caff down him, he resorted to his office with his beloved droid to investigate.
“Was it our anniversary?” He peered down at BB-8, who was parked under the desk. The droid beeped back a quick no, not till next month.
“Damn,” Poe muttered. “How about a birthday?”
That was also a negative.
“Maybe just try asking them?” BB-8 chirped.
Poe sighed to himself, before grabbing his datapad and standing up. According to your calendar, you didn’t have any important meetings til that afternoon - that meant that hopefully, just hopefully, you might be willing to give him the time of day.
Your own office was just down the corridor, a few doors down from his. Everyone on the base and their mother knew that you had a strict no knocking before 9AM rule, but it had never applied to Poe - at least not when you were on good terms. He was willing to risk his head to talk to you, especially when you were already so close to biting it off anyways.
“Babe?” He gently called. “Wanna talk?”
You glanced up from your datapad, thinning your eyes at him. “How nice of you to make an appearance.”
Poe sighed, stepping inside and carefully shutting the door behind him. He tossed his own tablet onto the desk, taking a seat opposite you. In his experience, you had two kinds of mad: loud mad and quiet mad. Loud mad was always a little less dangerous than quiet mad. That was usually when you were seething.
“I know I’ve done something,” he began. “I just need a little help figuring out what.”
“Are you serious?” you scoffed. “That sounds like a you problem-”
“- c’mon,” he whined. “Don’t be like that.”
Leaning back in your chair, you folded your arms across your chest, glare boring further into the depths of his very soul. He tried to offer you a smile, but it was immediately wiped away by the deepening of your frown. Before now, Poe hadn’t realised how tired you looked, which was weird, because you always made a point to get an early-
- fuck.
Now, he remembered. Now, he got it.
He was supposed to - nay, he’d promised to - help you fix the fleet of X-Wings that had gone down last week. Because not only was he the dumb-ass whose recklessness had let them get damaged, he was also the dumb-ass who had managed to get forgiveness from you and Leia by promising to fix them. And god forbid she ever find out, because if the General had it out for him, your anger compared to hers was practically nothing. If your fury was like a lion, Leia Organa’s was a fucking tyrannosaurus rex.
“The X-Wings,” Poe let out a loan groan. “I was supposed to help fix them, wasn’t I?”
“There we go,” you gave him a phoney grin. “Now you’ve got it!”
“Did you fix them all yourself?”
“Every. Single. One.”
“Babe, I am so sorry-”
“- I needed you and you weren’t there!” You cut him off. “Do you know anything about internal combustion engines? Because I certainly don’t! I’m pretty sure all those jets are worst off than before I got my hands on them-”
“- probably. You aren’t the best engineer,” Poe absent-mindedly muttered. Because that was going to help, right? “Wait! I mean...no, there’s nothing I can say. You definitely made them worst.”
“No, keep talking,” you huffed, “you’re doing a great job! See how deep of a hole you can dig yourself.”
He sighed, reaching out to hold your hands across the table. “I’ll help you tonight, I promise. And I’ll teach you all the workings of the engines too, so you can be less...awful.”
“Counter proposal,” you shot back. “You clear your free time this afternoon and help me then, and I won’t snitch to Leia that you forgot, or that you were the reason they even needed repairing in the first place.”
“Deal,” he grinned. “I really am sorry.”
“I know,” you gave his hands a light-squeeze. “You’re a dumbass, but I love you.”
“I love you too.”
#asks#poe dameron x reader#poe dameron x you#poe dameron imagine#poe dameron imagines#star wars x reader#star wars x you#star wars imagine#star wars imagines#star wars angst#poe dameron angst
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MINI CELEBRATION FOR 100 FOLLOWERS
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Thank you to everyone who participated! All interactions are under the tag #vesuvia’s 100 followers tea party
UM I- OMG JDJFJEKAOA haha writing this while at 99 followers because nothing can amount to how validated i feel right now
I’ve only been here for about three weeks and within that time I have met a bunch of sweet and talented people. UM DO I HAVE THE PERMISSION TO TYPE INCOHERENTLY JDHRIWQ THANK YOU GUYS I LOVE U SM THIS IS ALREADY SO MUCH FOR ME 😩💗
I consider this a very valuable milestone, so I’ll be doing something for you all in return. We’ll be having a mini-celebration — a tea party! (I’ve been dreaming of this omg I have a collection of dishes, teacups, and teapots that gave me the idea for this)
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Note: ok i started this around tuesday but i only got the chance to upload now because of school dofjwiaoa thank you again guys i was looking forward to this!
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Camp Nano April 2021, Day 19
It’s Camp Nano again! Here’s to a productive April. Total word count goal is 35,000, which is 1167 words a day. I’m plugging away and am not quite a full day’s word count ahead of schedule.
Word count: 23,097 (65.99%)
Today/since the last post:
completed EFE prompt 2
completed EFE prompt 3
completed 35% of MTH1
completed 99% of Shrunkyclunks BB second check-in
completed 45% of Star Spangled BB author’s summary check-in
completed 60% of Stucky BB first check-in
completed 40% of EFE prompt 4
Previously
completed Stucky Bingo, A2
completed EFE prompt 1
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Okay but i could 100% see Tom not having a lot of free time when he’s filming meaning he couldn’t really take his S.O on proper dates so they end up just having a bunch of nap dates?? And I could also see him feeling really guilty about it but they end up being his S.O favorite type of dates??
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He really does not have time for anything at all
He’s super stressed like 99% of the time and even if he has actual free time they’re like oH rEsHoOtS
Tom is honestly getting so so so frustrated with it he’s really tired of not having time for you
But then you’re like ;-; it’s ur dreaM
And he’s like o yea
So he lives with it
Near the middle and end of movie shoots he gets more free time because they’re not all like oH so many more sCenEs
But then come the reshoots
So there’s this very specific window of time in a literal few years of shooting where he has actual time to take you out on real dates
But most of the time
It’s just casual ‘can u hang out for an hour’
‘yea’
‘k thanks bb’
So you go to his trailer or to his apartment where he’s in sweatpants and a hoodie and just looks dead
You feel so bad you just want him to be okay :((
So you greet him with a hug and immediately guide him to the bed
You wriggle your way under the covers and then hold them up so that he can get underneath too
He slides in and is like oh heCk this is a nap not a fancy dinner and I’m sorry that I can’t give u that
One time he starts crying because he feels so bad
Please just hold him
He needs lovins
You hug him and tell him that his job, however taxing, makes him happy, and you’re only happy if he’s happy, so you’re okay with not going out to dinner every night
Naps are better anyways :’)
Is that baby that ends up sleeping on top of you
His head is buried in your chest and ur :’)
His lil hood gets flapped up and covers his head a bit
He’s so soft
Sometimes you kiss his lil noes
Sometimes he wakes up from said noes kiss
and smiles sleepily at you before going straight back to sleep
This ends up being your favorite type of date because he always wakes up so refreshed and happy because he remembers that acting is worth it and he gets to be all snuggly with you and you get to be all snuggly with him
Its lots of lazy affection like a kiss that barely reached your lips or didn’t even reach them at all
Quality time between the two of you is basically just being in each other’s presence, it doesn’t matter how fancy the night is or how much money you guys spend
You just want him to be well rested and snuggled
Thank you for coming to my Tom Talk
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unanswered asks~
this post is solely focused on asks [that are not requests/reacts] i haven’t been able to answer lately due to me being busy working on requests or just my personal life in general. if you know you sent me an ask, my reply to you will be under the cut! i didn’t want to leave anyone’s ask unanswered and if you don’t see yours under the cut, please resend them! i’d love to see what you have to say to me. thank you guys for continuing to support me. i love you guys very much! <3
i havent been very active during november so if you know you sent an ask to me during this month and never received a reply, it is more than likely down here! im so sorry about the wait, ive been insanely busy.
[ THERE IS ABUSE MENTIONED DOWN BELOW! PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION! ]
1. are asks still open for prompts?
yes! it is. :) it is open till further notice! <3
2. Not a request, just wanted your thoughts. Ok, imagine a soulmate au where when the SoSu finds Kellogg and they find out they’re soulmates at fort hagen. My friends say I’m fucked up for playing around with the idea but I think with a certain backstory it could work. Maybe if SoSu’s spouse was abusive it wouldn’t be bad. But also Kellogg was just doing a job and he’s not actually that bad of a person given his story. I just think it could be an interesting idea. What do you think?
- i think its a really good and interesting idea, as much as i dislike kellogg on my end! i dont find a lot of sosu/kellogg fics so i think its pretty amazing you want to write a story based on an soulmate au trope and if you do end up posting it, link it to me! i will be more than glad to read it. personally, i believe kellogg is really traumatized and broken from his past and doesnt know how to express nor heal from it. instead he allows his bitterness to seep through his actions which is probably why he does it with no care and little to no signs of sympathy. so, i dont personally believe he was always an asshole and does have a soft side to him like everyone else. of course, this does not excuse his actions but it does create character in some way shape or form and i think its great to work around and has the potential to form a really detailed and well thought plot. i think soles spouse also being abusive can also aid in the progression of the story. good luck with it and please do share it with us when you decide to do it! im very excited to see you work with this.
2. do you write for longfellow?
- sadly, not at the moment. i haven't been able to play the far harbor dlc to its full potential and i haven't recruited old longfellow as much as i should have. maybe when i do come around to finishing it, i will add old longfellow to the list!
3. Nuooo! No more sad man Danse! He needs some happiness too! Maybe after BB he developed some comradeship with a platoon of minutemen he could actually laugh and have a drink with. Find a new purpose in aiding and protecting fellow minutemen and their communities and families. Only people I can realistically see him being buddy-buddy with is either Struges, Preston or if you’re lucky the ex-BOS scribe that can be your armor merchant at your settlement. Dude NEEDS an emotional support system!
- UGH, you are so right! danse deserves nothing but happiness post blind betrayal!! i do strongly believe hes recruited into the minutemen a little later after the events and is immediately accepted into the faction as family, regardless of his past actions. i like to think that he gets along with almost everyone and humbles down as an individual, eventually letting go the ideals of the BoS. the minutemen is truly his first step into another chapter of his life.
4. I hate you😜nah I’m totally kidding😁 I gotta reeeeeally try to find anything subjectively bad to say to you honestly🤔. You’re friendliness comes off naturally like you’re not trying too hard to cater to anyone. You come off as genuine enough to just enjoy the fandom and the interactions you have with fans is very refreshing and inviting🥰. It’s always a pleasure to have some fun banter about a video game series we all love among each other as fans.💕
- THIS GENUINELY MADE ME SMILE!! im glad i dont come off as too rude of unfriendly to others and its reassuring to hear that! i try to be as nice as i can to everyone and im always happy to interact with anyone in the fandom so dont afraid to shoot me an ask or message. thank you for your message anon and please have an amazing day! i appreciate you! <3
5. your writing is amazing and super comforting and I love the work you do and you and you're wonderful 💖💖💖
- youre more wonderful and amazing! thank you for supporting my writing and continuing to read my works! im glad i can provide you guys with content that is comforting and i hope i continue to do so. <3 please have a wonderful day, anon and i appreciate you so much! <3
6. I’m actually a little jealous of you😖. You seem to have so much going on in your personal life yet still have time to have a little fun in the fallout fandom. You’re 19 now right? Ugh and yet you’re doing more in life than what I was doing at that age😞. It’s rather inspiring really, tho’ I’m a little envious I still wish you the best in all your future endeavors. Good luck and take care!❤️
- don’t be jealous, please. everyone moves at their own pace and thats perfectly fine! take your time and you will get where you want to be in no time. im 18 and im still trying to figure out my life day by day and lets be honest.. i wing it 99% of the time, LOL. im more than certain you will achieve a lot in your lifetime and i will be wishing you nothing but happiness and success! please take care and don’t be hard on yourself! good luck. <3
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BBS Dialogue Prompts #99
BBS Dialogue Prompts & Sentence Starters: [10]
VANOSSGAMING
I need my security partner.
I was so scared, I thought you died, and I came back and you're here.
You literally copied what I drew.
We didn't talk about this.
Oh shit, somebody died.
Are you sure?
He's my pet.
This ain't spooky.
The meeting room area...what the fuck that's called.
I feel safe when I'm with you.
You son of a bitch, you didn't think I would be alive, huh?
He fucking came out of nowhere.
Holy shit, what the fuck is that?
You popped up and gave me a Christmas gift.
They're probably talking...
They're at the table doing nothing.
I feel like he's going to look here.
How are we going to survive this?
Which way are we going?
I'm going to sit on the outside of the building.
MR SARK
I wanna look back on that.
I heard her throw shit, but not the door.
Hold on, there's a ghost calling me.
She only wanted you, or she would've grabbed me.
I brought every possible piece of equipment.
Okay, I threw a grenade.
I'm meeting you at the end of the generators of death.
This is too tall for me.
Let me get a running start.
I don't know, let's do it.
BASICALLYIDOWRK
You might be the worst villain.
No, you're doing a shit job at defending yourself.
But I caught you on the cameras!
Why can I still hear you?
We're a thruple, baby.
Am I alive? Am I alive?
Well, let me tell you what just happened.
Give me your powers, bitch.
That's some fucking dumb bullshit!
Are you buying Pokémon cards or something?
SMII7Y
Oh, that's where I'm going.
This is the one.
Ow, my head.
I fucked that up.
That looks way easier.
How the fuck did I do that?
Alright, come on, you-you son of a bitch.
I might as well get it over with now.
She's beginning to threaten me now.
Is that a threat?
WILDCAT
I'm cancelling this.
Then fucking report it then!
How many fucking people do you want to claim that it was?
Let it slide, it's his first time.
This is so intense.
Thank you, I appreciate that, now stay the fuck away from storage.
I don't want it to end.
Talk, bitch.
What a mess this place is, my God.
It's very original.
H2ODELIRIOUS
Why is everyone pointing at me any fucking way?
Jump in my hands, man, jump in my hands.
I didn't prepare for this.
I found a dead guy.
I'm going to go into a dark alley with you.
Yeah, you better follow me.
Nothing happened here.
I would like to know what happened.
I guess we know who it is.
Did you stab him?
DAITHI DE NOGLA
Oh, that was me, I was opening a Pepto Bismol.
How do I shoot?
I'm pointing at him.
I know I can stay with you forever now.
He's probably dead, it's fine.
Who does left to right, you weirdo's.
He doesn't like me, so...
It's a shit question.
Bring it on, fuckers!
It’s okay, everybody makes mistakes.
TERRORISER
My sweet sensitive eyes!
We have keys, you dickheads.
He talks to his little fucking bear too.
You’re a grown man!
I know where one isn’t anymore.
Together, we’re strong.
People are going to fuck us over.
I hate my life right now.
We’ll get that made, that’s quite good.
Yeah, it’s inevitable.
MOO
You're just realizing that now?
I'm in the bathroom, I'm scared.
I paid dearly for it.
I got arrested!
I'm in, I'm going to knock this person out.
I didn't do anything.
Let's have a duel.
I know it's one of you two, cause I know it's not me, I just walked in on that.
I think we look great.
That's not the guy.
FOURZER0SEVEN
No, I meant the thing in front of you on the floor.
He's giving them so much time, just run, book it!
What is happening?
Yo, they're in there, by the way.
He's looking right down that barrel.
You're not supposed to walk in, you fuck!
So we don't know who did it though?
He's swinging that shit around.
I can hear you, fuckers.
Is it working?
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maybe dianetti (gina/rosa) or amy/rosa from brooklyn 99 for the wlw prompt thing -- (if suggestions were what you were looking for, ignore me if not lmfao :') ) but honestly same, wlw pairings are so hard to write for because the prompts are either too vague or fetishised :( i feel ur pain bb <3
I only watched one episode of b99 :/ but yeah I just. I always get worried when I get wlw prompts because the ask can go in Any Direction Imao
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