Prompt #125

“I was going to have a nice quiet night of reading, but I guess I’ll be patching up your broken jaw instead.”

Prompt #124

She pulled the girls hair back and tears threatened the corners of her eyes. She vaguely heard a voice and suddenly the world went black. When she awoke, she wasn’t in her apartment, but she recognised it as her ex-boyfriends…

Oh, I forgot how many asks I had and now I feel really bad for not answering them sooner, I’m sorry, they’re on their way! Just as a heads up- I love you all, in case you forgot…!

How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.

Winnie the Pooh

“Your mother wouldn’t have wanted this!”

“You’re right. She would have done much worse.”

Sweet OTP Things

Give me more sweet OTP things.

Give me more of Person A nuzzling into Person B’s neck because they’re cold and tired, and Person B m e l t i n g.

Give me more slow dancing with no music, arms wrapped tightly around each other, breaths mingling.

Give me more of Person A playing with Person B’s fingers because they’re bored, tracing the skin, examining the scars.

Give me more soft kisses, lips barely touching, just chaste little things that leave both parties irrationally breathless.

Give me more humming in the kitchen, making brownies at 3 AM for no reason at all.

Give me more holding hands, that simple act nearly overwhelming one or both of them, thumbs stroking over knuckles, fingers interlacing.

Give me more of Person A helping Person B with simple tasks, like brushing their hair, or putting on jewelry, where it’s obviously an excuse to be close to each other, but neither are complaining. 

Give me more picking out baby names, painting nurseries, and cradling their children.

Angst can be fun, and of course, passionate make-outs have their place, but please, I beg of you, GIVE ME MORE SWEET OTP MOMENTS!

“I’ve never thought of you in a negative light before now.”

“Well, no one can deny I was professional up until the end.”

“Sometimes I nod and pretend I understood what you just said.”

“How were they able to hide a facility this big?”

“I didn’t actually think my conspiracy would turn out right. It’s just something I wrote as a part of my job.”

“I’m being hunted down for mistakes that you made.”

“Dearest. Darling. Sweetheart,” the protagonist flatly recited the list of endearments the antagonist was most likely to wield in their conversations. “You’re play acting at intimacy again. God, it must be desperately lonely being you.” “Oh, love. I’m not the one play acting at anything - if I wanted to be intimate with you, baby, I’d bother to learn your name.”

“If you get arrested, I don’t know you.”

“If you get arrested, I don’t know you.”