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Comfort Prompts

“I’m here, I’m not gonna leave you.”

“Don’t say that you love me more than I love you. Trust me, you are the glorious sun to me, my everything and I love you with all my heart.”

“Repeat after me; I am worthy, I am worthy, I am worthy…and believe it, ‘cause you are.”

“Darling, perfect is just a word. Perfection is impossible and chasing after it will lead you nowhere. Just do your best and accept that the result is good.”

“When the most broken put themselves back together, they become the most beautiful angels. It’s okay if it’s sloppy or if a crack is still left open, you’re even more ethereal to me.”

“The longest and most difficult roads in life end in the best places. Be patient and keep going.”

“So what if the world is complex and overwhelming? So what if you can’t do it all, can’t be the best? Stop focusing on your image and focus on yourself. You have these years on this earth, enjoy them, don’t overthink it. “

“I’m love with your mind, soul and body.”

“The best thing you can do in life is to love yourself and let your passion help others to love themselves too.”

“I know you may feel alone right now but just remember how big the world is. How many souls will love you for who you are. They’re out there, don’t worry. Just get through, explore and you’ll find them. Just don’t forget to find yourself.”

“Can I kiss where it hurts?”

“Hey, it’s going to be fine. We’ll get through this together, hand in hand, okay?”

“It’s all about the little things. Your favorite tea, good stories, sparkly eyes, beautiful skies, the thrill of adventure, passion, the feeling of home. Enjoy them.”

“You’re not broken. Your mind is just built differently, get to know it, have a little chat with yourself. The most complicated minds tend to be the most beautiful ones, just don’t let it use you, learn to cooperate with it.”

“Hey, beautiful, you okay?”

“You’re amazing, did you know that?”

“I think I’m going blind from your beauty.”

“Everyone’s different. Everyone’s beautiful. You’re the most beautiful human I’ve met, and I’ve met myself!”

“Breathe, darling, breathe.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know that triggered you, I’ll never do it again.”

“Here, I’m going to make you some tea and we’ll watch a movie, that sound good?”

“ Magic is real. It’s not spells and cauldrons, no… it’s more subtle. Like, when the air seems electrified, when eyes speak more than words, when you sense something none of your normal senses detect. If you stop for a moment and look beyond, you’ll find it.“

“I know you don’t want to, but in the end, it’ll pay off. Just breathe, keep your head up and you’ll be fine.”

Lost

“…Whumpee,” said Teammate, voice barely climbing above a whisper. “Look. Look up. Look at me. Please look at me.”

“I don’t think he can hear you, Teammate,” said Medic. “He’s been like this since we got here…”

“Please, Whumpee,” said Teammate, ignoring Medic and collapsing onto their knees in the dusty cell in front of Whumpee’s thin, curled form as they searched Whumpee’s face for signs of recognition “Look me in the eye. Please.”

Ever so carefully, Teammate reached out and pulled Whumpee’s chin a little higher, but the rest of Whumpee remained motionless, his half-lidded eyes unblinking and unfocused.

“It’s me. It’s Teammate. Can you hear me? We’ll get you out of here soon, but Whumpee, can you blink, or twitch your fingers, or give me any kind of sign?”

The lack of any response to any of the questions from Whumpee burned like a dark, hot flame in Teammate’s gut. 

“Whumpee, please…”

Medic laid a careful hand on Teammate’s shoulder. “We lost him such a long time ago, Teammate. Look at what was done to him. Think how long he’s been here. It’s more likely than not that he’s never coming back–”

A single finger curled around Teammate’s wrist, making the chains around Whumpee’s wrists jangle, and Medic broke off sharply. 

Teammate didn’t bother to look up.

Tired eyes were searching their face.

“Whumpee,” Teammate whispered, not blinking, hardly breathing. “Whumpee.”

“…Teammate,” Whumpee rasped back. 

goodbye to a dying character starters

'' don't you dare close your eyes. ''

'' stay with me. ''

'' look at me. hey, focus on me... ''

'' go. ''

'' stay. ''

'' thank you. ''

'' don't say goodbye. ''

'' i can't do this. ''

'' wake up! ''

'' it hurts. ''

'' i can't do this... ''

'' i don't feel anything. ''

'' you're gonna be okay. ''

'' she's not dead...! ''

'' don't you fucking dare leave me... ''

'' you're not dying. ''

'' you can't sit here and watch me die. ''

'' will you stay, to the end? ''

'' i can't... ''

'' please, kiss me... ''

'' you're not dying, do you hear me? ''

'' it's over. ''

'' i did what i had to do. ''

'' don't close your eyes. ''

'' it should have been me. ''

'' i'm scared. ''

'' god, i'm such an idiot... i shouldn't have gone out there. ''

'' i can't do this without you. ''

'' don't go. ''

'' let go. ''

'' don't forget me. ''

'' i forgive you. ''

'' you deserve this. ''

'' you can do now. ''

'' i never got to tell you... ''

'' i regret it. i regret all of it. ''

'' don't you dare... don't you dare say goodbye. ''

'' damn you for making me do this... ''

'' come home. ''

'' it's okay. close your eyes. ''

'' i'm home... ''

'' you can go now. ''

'' it's okay. '' '' it's not okay. ''

'' you did good. ''

'' i'm so proud of you. ''

'' it's okay... please don't cry. ''

'' do you remember that song, that we always used to sing as kids? [could you...?] ''

'' i can't... i can't. ''

'' i'm in the arms of my first love. ''

'' i swear to you, i will kill every last one of them. ''

'' i'm sorry. ''

'' this is not your fault. ''

'' this is all your fault. ''

'' i deserve to die. ''

'' you deserve to be at peace. ''

'' this is all your fault. you did this to me. ''

'' it's my fault for trusting the wrong people. ''

'' guess you finally got what you wanted. ''

'' if you think [killing me] is going to stop this, you're in for a rude awakening. ''

'' you're the one who stabbed me. ''

'' one down, three to go. ''

'' how could you be so stupid? ''

'' i won't give you the satisfaction of watching me suffer. ''

'' this is not my fault. ''

'' how could you do this to me? ''

'' go to hell. '' '' with pleasure. ''

'' come closer. ''

'' do you mind? i could really use that knife... ''

in which: alhaitham resorts to lying on top of you in order to get you speaking to him again.

quick alhaitham thought i needed to get off my mind, making out at the end lol, potentially ooc

there were a lot of things you didn’t expect when entering a relationship with alhaitham. you didn't expect him to have kaveh as a roommate, you didn’t expect him to overthrow the government, and you didn’t expect him to resort to pettiness in order to end the silent treatment you were giving him.

it’s suffocating beneath him, squished into his soft mattress with his body weight, muscles wrapped around you like a python whilst one arm is extended outwards, balancing a book. you wonder if he’s actually reading it, but you can tell he’s enjoying himself regardless, evident through the way he often turns his head to place a kiss on your exposed collarbone, burying his face into your warmth from here to there. 

for the umpteenth time, you grunt, losing your mind just a little. his body warmth was getting too much, and you’ve been lying here for who knows how long, just staring at the ceiling of his bedroom.

you want to protest, berate him for flattening you before shoving him off, but that would mean surrendering, and this time, you want alhaitham to be the one to give up first. 

as if hearing your thoughts, your grey-haired lover then glances up at you, sleepy gaze filtered through messy strands of hair that have fallen in front of his eyes. you almost cave at the domesticity of it all, only just stopping yourself from brushing his bangs away. 

“still upset?” he murmurs, putting his book face-down to wrap his arms tighter around your torso. “fine. have it your way, i’m going to nap.”

“no-” he perks up at the sound of your voice, raising an eyebrow as a mask of smugness gleams over his face. you shut your mouth immediately, cursing at yourself to slip up so easily, but you really needed to stretch out your legs and the other discomforts of lying like an unmoving plank beneath alhaitham. 

“what was that?” challenges your boyfriend. you don’t answer him, merely staring him down as he sits back, grabbing your wrists. “oh come on, i know you want to say something, out with it.” 

shaking your head, he scoffs at your stubbornness as if his isn’t just as frustrating, and gently caresses your hand. his touch is tantalising, urging you to give in, and paired with that lidded look of his, it’s practically impossible not to.

not many people get to see alhaitham like this, you realise. most know him as an indifferent, closed off, and unapproachable scribe, turned grand sage, turned scribe, yet you get the honour of seeing him as this. “talk to me already,” he demands gently, not letting his grip waver even as you keep trying to pull your hands away, only slipping away so far before he’s holding you again.

there aren’t many battles you can win against him, you know that, and one of them was a battle of strength. as he holds your wrists tight to your sides, his face so close to yours, you feel his earlier playfulness melting into something sincere. 

“are you still mad?” asks alhaitham, furrowing his eyebrows slightly as a pout appears along his lips. the response you give him is a petulant turn of your head. he sighs through his nose. “i’m sorry, okay? i was out of line, i should have listened to you, alright?”

his tone is uncharacteristically kind and warm, warm enough for you to give in to his pleas.

“you mean it?” you tease, grinning widely at him. in the blink of an eye, the tension from alhaitham’s shoulder seeps away like sand, and he sighs with relief before agreeing, a solid ‘yes’ slipping through his mouth. “then i accept your apology.”

“you minx, enjoying the sight of me like this, aren't you-” he murmurs, and you swallow his brewing snide remarks with a kiss, closing the gap by firmly pressing your lips against his. alhaitham is not surprised by your sudden affection. rather, he welcomes it, melts into you wholly as a hand holds the back of your neck to keep you against him. you're warm and precious and everything he could ever desire, so he can't help but let his hands wander, searching for more.

as your mouths slot together, there’s a delicate exchange of apologies that words cannot express; ironic, since alhaitham knows of several ways to apologise in a multitude of languages. nevertheless, he thinks that this is the best method.

with the way you move in sync with him, he can tell that this is your favourite too. 

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Under His Skin Masterlist

Pairing: Jonathan Crane aka Scarecrow (Nolanverse Batman) x F Reader

Dr. Jonathan Crane begins his first day at Arkham Asylum, quietly observing Chief Administrator Dr. Ares Katsaros and his routines. He meets Ares’s fiancée--a woman who unsettles him with her calm composure and lack of fear. Fascinated, Crane begins planning Ares’s downfall while trying to deciding what to do with the woman attached to him.

Dark themes are ahead...

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

Scene Prompt

It had been a week since A died, and B had finally gotten around to cleaning out their room. They finished packing the last box around midnight, and got up from the floor. As they stretched, they felt something move behind them. B whirled around and to their shock, A was standing behind them.

"A?" B choked out, taking a hesitant step forward. For the first time in a week, happiness bloomed in their chest. A smiled at them and reached out, as if to touch B. "A-are you alive?"

A's smile faltered. "I'm afraid not," they said, stretching out a hand. Hope died in B's heart as they noticed the transparency of A's fingers. B let out a sob.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry I couldn't save you."

"Hey, it's okay," A said. "You couldn't have done anything. B, listen, it's wonderful to see you again, but I have to warn you. Something's coming. Something bad. You and the others have to get ready."

"What? I-I don't understand."

A smiled. "That's why I'm here. Come on, B. Let's work together, one last time."

-Mod Minita

Regis: Who is he?

Kingsglaive: Not a fuckin’ clue.

Regis: Well, whoever he is, he clearly wants to do us harm.

Ardyn, on the next roof over: FIGHT ME!

Regis, yelling out the window: WHO EVEN ARE YOU!

Ardyn: YOUR DOOM! NOW COME AND FACE ME LIKE A KING, YOU COWARD!

Regis: ???

Many years later.

Regis: It’s you. :/

Ardyn: It’s me :3~

angsty romance prompts :

(feel free to use<3 credits are appreciated, tag me when you write 2nd, 3rd, 5th and 10th oneee! )

"was all this just a joke to you?"

reaching out to them, but finding them happy in the presence of somebody else, and thinking, maybe you're the only one suffering

"Why didn't you.. tell me?" "I-I.. I t-tried-"

"i don't want to get my hopes up, thinking that we'll ever be together someday..."

"None of that mattered to me. You hear me? None of it mattered, when all I saw was--- you." they pause, wiping a tear furiously. "Nothing mattered to me, but you."

"Please don't cry"

"are you crying?"

"shh , it's fine now, my love."

"stay. please"

"why don't you come here for a sec, love?" you look at them, who is shamelessly smiling with their arms open. you laugh through your tears, "you're so annoying."

"Stop telling me you're okay."

"tonight is all about you."

"magically, i feel fine when I'm with you."

"let's talk about how you've been, love."

"i just want to see you."

"i missed you." engulfing them in a bear hug. the night so quiet and the sky as clear as the crystals, slightly sniffing tears back cause it finally--feels like home.