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millylotus · 8 months
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Dp x Dc Dream Prompt
Okay so this one steams from a weird fucking dream I had just when I woke up today.
Essentially Danny & his ghost friends run a kind of kinky escape room & Jason decides to go check it out. The of course they're obviously weird & ghostly so he tells the rest of the batfam about it so Tim decides to tag along & check it out as well. Bruce was also there for some reason [& Annalise from Gumball & this pretty girl from Tiktok but they aren't apart of this fandom so where just gonna set them aside].
Anyway the first time Jason got there someone showed him a thirst trap of Danny & he was like "He's not even that cute wtf" & since Danny was right there he got offended. So now the escape room is on extra difficulty when they come there the second time. And also more ghostly obviously.
Anyway it was like Danny x Jason coded most definitely & Tim x Jazz crossed my mind & I'm kind of living for that so.
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writing-to-survive · 3 months
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#190
"This can't be happening."
"It isn't. You need to wake up!"
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seaside-writings · 2 months
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Prompt #1,242
"That's what I begged for every night in my dreams,"
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freya-remy · 2 months
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Had an dream in my head about an MC being attacked by a woman jealous of the attention of warlords directed towards MC so made a few dialogue prompts between the warlords inspired by the dream as they prepared for the search of the woman assailant:
"To think Tsubaki dared to strike in broad daylight. This is an affront to our rule and safety."
"The audacity indicates desperation or a deeper plot. We're investigating all angles."
"Keep me updated. I will not tolerate threats to our people, least of all to one I hold dear."
"All leads will be pursued relentlessly. She won't find a dark enough corner to hide in."
"Good. Justice will be swift. This I promise."
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whumpdoyoumean · 1 year
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Dream Prompt #6
Whumpee is protecting someone from two corrupt agents, trying to block a bathroom stall doorway to keep them from reaching the person, yelling at the person to get away. While the person runs out of the bathroom, Whumpee gets into a fight with the bad guys and gets beat up. Then one of the agents turns on the tap and shoves Whumpee’s head into the sink and then stabs him in the gut, forcing him to gasp in pain, inhaling water.
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Inktober 2023: Dream
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remy-freya · 2 months
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I had another dream on Monday night while I wasnt sleeping well (I have weird and imaginative dreams when I'm having sleeping issues) where I found Death just sitting in the middle of a downpour. I'm obsessed with neocities and neon-lit cities at night (I guess you could say the Underworld of Lore Olympus 😒) and I come out of a friggin warm looking cottage and it's raining on him but I have an umbrella and basically demand him to get inside my house for tea and to warm up. So, I was doing my normal thing of not working at work and making dialogue prompts instead for my main Tumblr and then I got a flash of inspiration for one of the prompts and here is the short short short prompt one that came from it:
Remy, her green eyes as bright as her spirit, dared to offer tea to none other than Hades himself — the formidable Greek God of the Dead.
He was passing through the mortal realm for unknown reasons, his blue skin darkened under the torrential storm as he passed Remy’s cottage. Despite the weight of eternity on his shoulders, he remained untouched by the rain.
A slight quip tugged at the corners of Hades' lips at her request. "Tea? With Death? You do realize the irony in your offer?" Hades responded, his voice a deep rumble, tinged with amusement.
Remy, undeterred by the gravity of her guest, offered a small smile that said more about her character than words ever could. "Irony can sometimes make for the best stories, and hot tea makes for the best conversations," she said warmly, adding a small shrug before turning back towards her cottage.
"Stories and conversations? You intrigue me, mortal," Hades said, intrigued by the promise of stories, genuine conversation, and even hot beverages.
"Then come on, get a move on in here! The fire's warm, and the tea's a'brewing, don't let me drink this hot tea alone," Remy beckoned him inside, holding the front door open for him. “It won't drink itself, after all," she added with a warm chuckle. "And we have plenty of stories to share, I'm sure.”
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imagynationkey · 4 months
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seaside of the seashore we find algae of magenta and gold. the 🎵 of rain dripping upon the waters peak creates waves and motion through sands of time
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dragonsandwolvesohmy · 10 months
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Depending on what I eat, my dreams range in strangeness.
This time, I had a dream where a chick was born at Camp Halfblood, but she didn't really have any 'powers' or 'gifts' inherent in a half-blood (no water powers- Percy- or battle prowess- Annabeth) and in order to have her survive camp without being the easiest pickings, Chiron had a necklace made for her that channels some sort of power that allows her to assign 'punishments' to campers, within reason, when they break the 'rules'. Namely, she assigns chores such as cleaning the toilets or helping the nymphs with food, when they do something like start a fight during dinner or try giving swirlies (Clarisse). She's mostly too nervous to abuse the power, as she knows if the necklace is taken from her, she's a limping gazelle in a field of lions. She does, however, help establish rules to keep everyone in check- like around dinner activities such as training or fooling around aren't allowed in order to allow others to eat in peace.
At some point, the necklace gets a little 'boost' from someone and it allows her to have some Avatar Last Airbender powers, namely creating a sphere of air to travel around in.
At some point in my dream, she and Percy were absolutely using the air sphere, both inside the sphere as it shot around like pinballs under her control, as they fought the snow monster from Frozen, of all things.
I thought someone might get a kick out of the strangeness of it all....
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hypewinter · 1 month
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During a press conference for the newest Justice League member, Phantom, a reporter asks him "Do you have anything to say to all the children who aspire to be like you?"
Phantom looked at the reporter puzzled before saying, "Children wanna be like me? Why? I'm a bad influence."
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bleuu-moon · 3 months
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💭 soulmate au, where your dreams are filled with whatever your soulmate has done that previous day…
simon riley, sits and wonders why he’s never had any true nightmares, even with all of the violence and turmoil he’s faced and remains experiencing. he’s never once woken up, questioning his sanity. instead, his nights are often filled with peace and tranquillity, reading books perched on a porch swing or lay beside the sea. watching blurred out figures, run around and fill his absent ears with echoes of laughter, not knowing who they could be, but knowing for certain it overflows his chest with warmth. nothing ever scarier or more worrying than a minor crash of a car, or the gutting feeling of heartbreak from a faceless stranger, fills his dreams.
but then you, frightful when the night comes around. terrified of the urge to close your eyes. the countless therapy sessions, meetings with psychologists and somnologists, an aid to try and fix the terrors that haunt you as you sleep. the ones that randomly came one night when you were young, and never left. images of places that can only resemble war zones, tragic catastrophes that force you awake with beads of sweat on your forehead. but, there are the rare ones, where your dreams are filled with the restful nothingness. the nights where you’re able to sleep through, your mind taking you to a dimly lit room, lay within a spacious comfy bed and the overwhelming feeling of safety. but that one is a temporary haven, for the both of you.
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belovedvenom · 1 month
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sleepy cockwarming w/ jason
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jason slept soundly next to you. his soft breaths usually calming to lull you to sleep but all you could do was toss and turn. huff and puff. aggressively fixing your pillow to try and get comfortable but to no avail. it’s just hot. feeling sweaty and sticky. your clothes feel wet against your skin. kicking your leg in frustration, tears well up in your eyes. you hurry to rid off your clothes letting out a sigh of relief as cool air hits your bare body but it’s still not enough.
looking to jason, laying on his stomach. black tee adorning his body. arms resting under his pillow, he looks so peaceful. so handsome. you feel bad just thinking about waking him up but you were desperate.
"jay?" shaking his arm, he doesn’t budge.
you bite your lip— eyebrows furrowed and just stare at him. thinking maybe you could just put on a movie or something. that wouldn't help though. you just want him to hold you so you try again and he doesn’t even stir.
one more time, you let out a choked sob and shake him a bit harder. this time he stirs.
“habibti? are you okay?” he looks up, staring at you with confused yet concerned eyes.
"need you." moving your hand back and forth between you, signifying that you want skin to skin. he sniffs and clears his throat. straightening up to remove his clothes.
"come on baby" laying on his back, he pulls you to his side. knee over his waist— you snuggled against him and as much as you were comfortable, it wasn't enough. you need him closer.
"i need you closer" you softly spoke. "what?" instead of responding verbally, you rub your leg against his. lifting your head off his chest to look at him.
"i don't want to fuck. i just.. i want you closer. i'm so tired and i can't. i just-" you start to whine but he shushes you. "hey hey" jason caresses your cheek, a pressing a sleepy kiss to your forehead. "i got you. you're okay"
moving your leg off him, he starts to rub his dick, getting it hard for you. his other hand rubbing tiny circles on your skin while you drew shapes on his chest, letting out hums here and there.
another kiss to your cheek, he pulls you on top of him, making sure your comfortable before guiding himself to your entrance.
he pushes himself into you, your cunt fluttering gently around him. he's so big and fills you up just right. soft groans leave the both of you as his hand gently massage your back before wrapping his arms around you' "better, baby?"
you nod sleepily, pressing a kiss to his chest before leaning up and pressing another to his jaw. he hums, tightening his grip around you causing shivers to run down your spine. his warmth, scent, and the fullness you feel lullying you to sleep.
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writing-to-survive · 3 months
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#187
Every night, for a while, you've seen the same person in your dreams. It's usually just the mystery person doing whatever they're doing in your dreams. You always considered this person someone that your mind made up. A person that didn't exist. You had a dream about them again, but this time it was bad. Very bad. You feared for that person. But there's nothing to fear. They don't exist. At least, they didn't till you saw them in real life for the first time.
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seaside-writings · 1 year
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Prompt #818
"Whales belong in the sky,"
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whumpdoyoumean · 1 year
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Dream Prompt #19
Whumpee is shot in the arm and Carer busily tends to it--only they’re so busy with the arm that they fail to notice that Whumpee was also shot in the side and is rapidly bleeding out from the much more serious wound.
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puppetmaster13u · 2 months
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Another Ghost Dragon Prompt? Indeed.
The Ward had made a mistake. Had stolen something that had caused the very Skies to lash out, entire worlds at risk from their actions.
Time Itself shrieked in rage at the loss of Its child, or at least that's how every magic user- and the speedsters, pale and shaken and looking sick- had described it.
Someone had taken the young prince of the Infinite, and it was not the Tyrant King, long since sealed away, that lead the charge, but the Queen Regent that many had long since forgotten.
Many forgot that it was not the Dark who courted Time, but Time who courted the Dark. That It was just, if not more so, merciless as Its partner, and would Devour worlds should Its child- still with newdeath soft scales- was not returned.
Which meant that for the heroes, there was now a Clock ticking down ever so quietly. They had to take care of what was a government branch, had to deal with consequences of going over the law, or their World would End in dragon fire.
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