it was real to me too.

mcu focused writings; requests are open 

[sheryl-lee]

THOR: RAGNAROK (2017) + letterboxd reviews

insp.

[assemble-revengers]

Nexus Split

**Contains spoilers for Loki**

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 2203

Prompt: “Why does it sound like you’re saying goodbye?”

Author’s Note: I woke up and chose violence today.

--

Time was hard to grasp before this whole mess began, but it at least had some structure regardless of how ethereal it seemed. There was structure and a time and place and you just happened to be in the wrong place at the right time so it seemed when you also made a move to snatch up the Tesseract the second you saw Loki move in New York. That’s how you got into this mess and honestly there were many things you had regretted initially. For instance, why couldn’t you have minded your own business?

Well, if you had you wouldn’t have had the opportunity to meet Loki, and at the moment? That felt worth more than anything. It hadn’t started that way -- the two of you were practically at each other’s throats and when you weren’t bickering between each other you were being confused by the politics of the TVA and time in general.

In a wild turn of events you became an unpaid intern all over again. You supposed it was better than dying or “being pruned”. You still were confused as ever by the lingo and even though you had tried your best to pay attention to the onboarding process, but frankly you were still wrapping your head around the prospect of the TVA in general. How had no one even considered this being a possibility? Where did these people come from? It seemed that it just...was? But if that was the case, why was there an onboarding process?

Miss Minutes was terrifying -- she was just so...eerie and popped up randomly and honestly you just wanted a nap. Or to wake up from this bizarre dream.

The worst part was the notion of running into other variants, namely the fact that a variant that had been targeting members of the TVA happened to be a Loki-variant.

“Wonderful,” you retorted, interrupting Mobius with disdain, “There’s another one of him.”

The aforementioned god was sitting across a table from you and you weren’t entirely sure how he was taking the whole thing. According to him, the tesseract was useless here. A paper weight. Another beyond weird thing that the TVA brought.

“We should team up,” a voice interrupted your spacing out and it took you a moment to realize that the voice belonged to Loki. And he was talking to you.

You blinked a few times incredulously, “You have been nothing but cruel to me since we met. Why would I ever help you?” Honestly, the audacity of men.

“I am sorry about that, by the way,” he answered, “I was going through something.”

You couldn’t help the laugh you let out, covering your mouth immediately to try to mute the sound and avoid any more attention. “Aw, that makes it all better.”

There was no reason to hide your sarcasm, and he knew that. You could tell from the way he blanched for a moment before resuming his composure, obviously trying to turn on some godly charm or something onto you, “I was. I truly am sorry.”

“Loki, you stole the Tesseract, tried to take over the world and brought a bunch of crazy alien things into New York City,” you listed, counting off the things on your fingers, “And now because you went after the stupid Tesseract again, with a room full of Avengers I might add, I cannot return to my life which wasn’t that impressive, but at this moment? I kind of miss it. So, no, I don’t accept your apology.” He was silent after that and you went back to your mind palace spiraling about the logistics of what was happening to you.

It was not a great day for you. Week? Hour? Time was weird. It was even more weird when you were suddenly having to do research into the Loki-variant-assassin. Going through files and files of different instances in time was tedious. It was interesting in that some of the things had already happened, were going to happen, and were happening in places you had never even heard of. It was during this that you and Loki had begun to work more collaboratively.

In fact, the moment you guys had made the connection that it was apocalypses? You taught the god of mischief the importance of a high five. Or rather, never leaving someone hanging because you chased him down, yelling at him until he returned the high five before you even allowed him to present your findings to Mobius. The bond continued when you both were treated like unhinged criminals or starved, ravenous animals by pretty much everyone other than Mobius who was...friendly as ever.

You did not have a lot of options in terms of trust. While Mobius seemed genuine, there was no way you could possibly know. The issue was that the only thing that was any level of normal in your eyes was Loki which was...laughable, but he was from your timeline. The two of you were in this together sort of because at this point you wanted to go home and it seemed he did too after the whole semantics of this whole thing. Or maybe he wanted to take over the TVA. Regardless, it gave you some hope that he might be kind and put you into your timeline where you belong.

The feelings came out of nowhere. In fact, you hadn’t even realized it happened until there was a chance for you both to chase after the Loki-variant (or Sylvie as you would learn later) and before Loki went through the portal, he reached a hand out for you, Mobius yelling and you found your feet moving on their own accord, turning to mouth ‘Sorry’ to Mobius before grabbing Loki’s hand and rushing through the portal.

Sylvie was interesting and endearing and was someone you instantly found yourself drawn to. You felt sympathetic to her story, and maybe that was dangerous. Dangerous, but gave you another sliver of hope despite the fact things were bleak. Very bleak. Being on Lamentis-1 about to explode and everyone die bleak. Despite this, the two of you sat and chatted in your booth at the bar while Loki got absolutely hammered and even began to softly serenade you in what you assumed was Asgardian (this was after he sung to the whole room) and you found yourself pulling him back down to the chairs and pulling him into a hug while you laughed.

“Loki, I have no idea what you’re saying,” you giggled, pulling away from him, “But I think you’ve had enough.”

“Darling, I think I’m just getting started,” he answered with the smoothness of butter on a hot pancake. You couldn’t help the burning of your ears and the rest of the blush that began to dance across your features. Sylvie coughed. Moment interrupted (Thankfully? You don’t know). Back to the business of the world ending and no way out. Maybe that’s what let all of you decide to unload tales of the past. Yours was boring and...uneventful comparatively which led you to remain relatively quiet as both Loki and Sylvie talked.

Hearing all of Sylvie’s plight and what brought her to that moment had both you and Loki feeling empathetic. You felt anger that this whole this was allowed and deemed ‘okay’ by the TVA. An entity that really had no checks and balances as far as you could see. You pretended to ignore Sylvie and Loki bonding. You felt your stomach tighten. Envy was ugly and green really was never your color.

But that triggered the TVA rolling up and taking the three of you back. You weren’t sure what you were expecting. You weren’t expecting yourself to start fighting. Your restraints, the situation, the fact you were separated from Sylvie and more importantly Loki. You were utterly alone in your cell, screaming for them to let you out. The person interrogating you entered, tried asking you questions that you just couldn’t hear. Your head was swimming and it was almost as if you were hearing things like you were underwater. Fight or flight and apparently your entire being chose to fight.

Per someone’s orders you were moved, you lit up the moment you saw Loki and soon you were joined by Sylvie. Your restraints were removed and your eyes began watering as you rushed to Loki’s side, grabbing his hand as he gave yours a reassuring squeeze, moving so that he was shielding you from the front. The next thing you knew and before you had a moment to process, Mobius was pruned in front of you and Loki moved to shield you further.

Surprisingly, you were not entirely useless in the fight that ensued, but couldn’t help but feel entirely out of your element. The closest you had ever been to being in a fight in the past was when you were five and some girl stole your crayons and had the nerve to try to eat them.

Your adrenaline was pumping when you turned to Loki a feeling like being shocked by a plug while also being burned by a pan that had been on the stove. You were confused, Loki was yelling something. You couldn’t hear. You reach for him, desperate to calm him down or maybe it was because you subconsciously knew what was happening and you were terrified. The hot, electric feeling spread across your body before what felt like you were dropped in ice cold water and suddenly...your eyes blinked awake. You weren’t at the TVA.

Instead, you found yourself on the run (you hated yourself for missing out on all that gym time because your cardio could use some work) from a cloud that ate things. You would learn that you were in The Void, the evil vacuum of the cloud was called Alioth, and that there were even more Loki variants. One was an alligator. He was your favorite.

Your Loki also turned up and you practically threw yourself into his arms in relief, “I thought I lost you, you idiot.”

“I could say the same to you, pet,” he responded, murmuring into the crook of your shoulder. Reunions had to be cut short after you introduced the other variants, (“And this Loki is an alligator! How cool is that! He’s my favorite of all of you, no offense.”) and now you were seeking shelter to hide from Alioth and...well survive you supposed.

President Loki and the other Lokis were...a lot. In fact, there were so many Lokis that you were beginning to get a tension headache trying to keep up with everything that was going on. Some of them seemed to recognize you, including President Loki that informed you that you were late and with the wrong people (“No? I don’t even know who you are?” “You will.”)

Reuniting with Sylvie and Mobius brought even more relief. Sylvie seemed to think she could enchant the Alioth. You protested quite a bit before she was able to convince you otherwise. There was a way out. You had a chance to go back to the TVA and sort things with Mobius. Maybe go back to where you belong. Maybe stay. You weren’t sure, but it seemed Loki, your-Loki was hesitating.

Mobius was opening the portal behind you to the TVA. You stood with your hand firmly within Loki’s, fingers interlaced as you bid Sylvie a small, quiet ‘good luck, you’ve got this’. You and Loki were right by the portal, a sliver from stepping in before Loki stops, pulling you so that you two were facing each other, your back to the portal.

“What’s wrong?” you ask concerned.

“I’m staying,” Loki affirms, “To help Sylvie, to...do this.”

“Okay,” you lament. You were staying too. You tried to move to leave the portal Loki gave Mobius a heartfelt hug, which ended up being a group hug since Loki wouldn’t let go of you. In fact, as soon as Mobius was released from the hug, you were engulfed into Loki’s arms where you practically melted. The hug ended far too soon, but Loki didn’t release you, holding your face in his hands as he pressed his forehead to yours. It made your heart warm and peace washed over you.

“Loki…” you sigh, feeling an entire lifetime of emotions flooding your system, “I…”

“Shh,” he cuts you off, “I know. I feel the same...but I can’t bear to hear it.”

“Why does it sound like you’re saying goodbye?” You inquire, voice cracking. You felt frozen in place as panic began to bubble up under your skin.

“Because you’re not staying with me,” he murmurs weakly, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, “I love you, Y/N. Remember that, please.”

Before you could respond, you were shoved by a great force. You couldn’t even react as your grip was easily broken, your sense of balance knocked out from under you. Mobius had already stepped through the portal...surely it wasn’t still up? You landed on the ground, having been knocked off your feet, but you were no longer in the void.

You felt your heart shattering. You couldn’t even cry. He was gone.

[prompts-in-a-barrel]

“You’ve been nothing but cruel to me since we met. Why would I ever help you?”

“I am sorry about that, by the way. I was going through something.”

“Aw, that makes it all better.”

[assemble-revengers]

Hello Kitty Band-Aids

Pairing: Yelena Belova x fem!reader** **

Word Count: 1123

Prompt: "Maybe I'm going about this the wrong way. If I stop healing you, you'll have to stop getting hurt so badly."

You could have sworn that there was a knock at your door, or maybe that was a dream? You were half asleep, and when there wasn’t a second knock on the door of your apartment, you decided to chalk it up to imagining it, rolling over and trying to nod off. Twelve hour shifts were exhausting and nothing felt better than your bed. Your cat chirped at you, startled by your sudden movement, but the quiet of your apartment settled you both.

What couldn’t have been more than twenty minutes later, you were startled awake by the sounds of your cat hissing, which had you shooting up,tossing the covers aside. As you followed the noise, trying to be as quiet as possible, you grab your broom as it was better than no weapon at all, and turned the light on in your living room, grip tightening on the broom. 

“I told him to be quiet, you should tell him to listen more,” the intruder stated, a familiar blonde who stood up and offered you a sheepish wave. 

“Yelena?” you ask, shoulders relaxing, “Did you just come in through the window?” 

“You didn’t answer the door,” Yelena shrugged. 

“That knock was you?” you asked, “What time is it?” A glance at the time on the microwave made you inwardly groan. 2:45. 

“Were you going to hit me with that?” Yelena asked. 

“Well, I thought-” 

“You know this won’t even hurt a bug right?” Yelena walked over to you, as you let the broom clatter to the phone as she pulled you into a hug. Your arms easily wrapped around her, pulling her tightly to you, “If you want something that will actually scare someone, you could ask. I have knives, guns, anything you want.” 

Your friendship with Yelena was weird. She had slipped into your car during a gunfight and she had promptly commanded you to drive away...and then insulted your taste in music. From there you would patch her up if she needed it, or she would drop by to visit whenever it suited her. It was unconventional, and it wasn’t as if you had any contact with her aside from when she would drop in. You knew she obviously had a rather unconventional job, but the last place you could imagine Yelena working would be a desk job. You two had become quite close, no matter how fleeting her presence always seemed to be. She meant a lot to you, and you adored when she dropped in because everything else would just fade into the background. 

You always felt like you could hug Yelena forever and she would let you. You were always the one to have to pull away when you were hugging or when you two cuddled on the couch or in bed while watching movies, or even when you pulled your hand away to get your wallet out when you two run to the convenience store down the street for snacks. The trained assassin was a cuddle monster and you didn’t mind. It was hard to mind when she made you feel warm and laugh so hard your stomach hurts, while you were just free first aid to her and likely nothing more.

It was easy to mind when you feel something wet on your abdomen and you bury your face in her shoulder with a sigh, “Is that blood?” 

“Yes, but that doesn’t matter right now. What matters is--”

“You’re literally bleeding,” you cut her off, pulling away from her, hands gently reaching for the hem of her shirt, “What happened?” 

“Just a bit of bullet shrapnel,” Yelena immediately moved to remove her shirt, wincing as she lifted her arms over her head to pull it off, “Nothing a Hello Kitty band-aid can’t fix.” 

You narrowed your eyes at her incredulously, “Bathroom, I’d rather not clean blood out of the carpet again.” 

She gave you a half-hearted, joking salute as she made her way to your bathroom, discarding her shirt in the middle of the floor along the way. You sigh, going and grabbing your large first aid kit before joining her in the cramped space. Silently, you put the kit on the counter as you turn on the sink to wash your hands. 

“You’re mad at me,” she pointed out and you shook your head, “Then look at me, Y/N.” 

You immediately dig your box of gloves out of the kit, slipping on a pair before turning to face her with a solemn look on your face, “Happy?” 

“You’re being a child.” 

“Yelena, you are literally in my apartment with shrapnel in you. How else am I supposed to react?” you inquired, beginning to get to work on the injury (i.e. feeling and rooting the shrapnel pieces out). “And it is always like this--Maybe I'm going about this the wrong way. If I stop healing you, you'll have to stop getting hurt so badly."

“But then how will I get to see you?” She asked and your hands froze as you glared at her, “What? It isn’t like I have your phone number.” 

“You’ve never asked.” 

“Well you didn’t either!” Yelena winces. You could’ve numbed the area but she always insisted she was fine without it and her wit remaining was indicative of that.

“Now who is the child?” you ask, pulling out the first piece of shrapnel as Yelena’s hands immediately went to hold onto your shoulders, blunt fingernails digging in. “You need a minute?” 

“No,” she answered, sounding a bit breathless, “Keep going.” 

So you did--setting to work in relative silence aside from Yelena’s sharp intakes of breath if you finally dug the other piece of shrapnel out of her, dropping it on the counter with a quiet clink before getting started on the stitches and once you wrapped up, you removed your gloves before gently tilting Yelena’s head to look at her eyes.

“So if I give you my number, I’ll get to see you more?” you ask coyly.

“Yes, and I’ll send you pictures of all the cute dogs I see.” 

“Deal,” you barely get out before her arms wrap around you tightly, pressing a light kiss to your forehead before you bury your face in the crook in her neck to hide your blush. 

“You’re as red as a tomato, are you that excited for dogs?” 

“Shut up, Yelena,” you laugh, pressing a kiss to her cheek before standing and offering a hand to her, “Now come on, I’ll get you something to wear and we can put something on.” 

“Can we watch that Survivor show?” Yelena asked, taking your hand immediately, “The people on there are so dumb sometimes it makes me laugh.” 

“Anything you want.” 

[scvrllet]

Prompt List #1

A/N: phew finally finished my first prompt list. a vast majority of these are my own but there are a few that I found online/was inspired by.

Prompt List #2

Fluff

“Is that my shirt?” “You mean our shirt?”

“It’s you, it always has been.”

“You’re everything I could’ve wanted and more.”

“Kiss me.”

“Home stopped being a place when you entered my life.” 

“You should probably go home.” “But I’m already home.”

“You’re an idiot.” “But you love me.”

“I’d do anything for you.” 

“You took all the pillows so I’m using you as one.”

“Stop moving and let me braid your hair.”

“I’m so proud of you.” 

“Could you say that again?” “Were you not listening?” “No I was, I just like hearing your voice.”

“I didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much.”

“You are my family.”

“I’m right here.”

“Can you just please hold me?” 

“I’m pretty sure (you’re/she’s/he’s/they’re) my soulmate”

“You come here often?” “Well considering I work here, yes.”

“You know, I think my (mother/father/parents) would be proud if I brought (you/her/him/them) home.” 

“I just want to see you happy.”

“I haven’t seen (her/him/them) smile like that in ages.” 

“You made me a better person. Thank you.” 

“I’d rather live in the woods with you than in a mansion with some (girl/boy/person) I barely know.”

“This reminded me of you.” 

“Your hair is really soft.”

“You’re really warm.”

“Are you blushing?”

“Can I stay here tonight?”

“Because I love you.”

“I’ve been in-love with you since we were kids.”

“I’m never going to leave you. I promise.”

“Make a wish!”

“I love seeing you smile.”

“Why are you wearing my sweater?” “Because it smells like you.”

“I just want to be there for you.”

“I couldn’t get you out of my mind.”

“You’re just a softie.”

“You owe me.” “Fine, whatever you like.”

“You’re safe now, I’m here.”

“Why are you scared of loving?”

“You are crushing me right now.”

“Darling I love you and all, but please step out of the kitchen.”

“I love you.”

“You’re an idiot.” “But I am your idiot.”

“Take my hand. Just trust me.”

“You’re hurt. Please just let heal it.”

“At least let me clean it.”

“I told you to take care of yourself.”

“You’re the only thing that matters.”

“Stay.”

Angst

“I’m leaving.” “Of course you are, that’s all you know how to do.”

“You started drinking again, didn’t you?” 

“You promised you’d stop drinking.” “And you promised you wouldn’t hurt me!″

“But it’s my fault right?”

“I don’t want to feel this. I want to be numb again.”

“You’re lying to me again. Why can’t you just tell me the truth for once?” 

“I love you.” “No you don’t” 

“I can’t lose you.” “You already did.”

“Did it mean anything to you? Did I mean anything to you?”

“How was I such an idiot, to believe that you, out of all people, could ever love me?”  

“I loved you.” “Then why did you let (her/him/them) get in between us?”

“Maybe they were right, you never did change.” 

“This is all in my head. It’s all happening in my head.”

“Don’t you dare walk away from this!” 

“What gives you the right to just waltz back into my life after all the pain you’ve caused.”

“You’ve changed.”

“You win, happy?”

“Any other lies left to tell me?”

“Why did you wait until I moved on?”

“Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you still love me.”

“Its (her/him/them), isn’t it?”

“It’s always been (her/him/them).”

“When did you stop loving me?”

“Let me go.”

“You’re not you.”

“I miss the old you.”

“What happened to their happily ever after?” “Not all love stories get a happily ever after, sometimes it’s just once upon a time.” 

“Move out of my way before I make you.”

“You deserve better.”

“I risked my life for you.”

“I never would’ve thought (she/he/they)’d end up with someone else.”

“They were perfect for each other.”

“I was happier with you.”

“I would’ve done anything for you.”

“I loved you. I loved you so so much but you hurt me.” 

“They warned me about this.” “About what?” “You.” 

“Lie to me. I don’t care what you say, just lie to me. Make me feel okay again.” 

“You broke me.”

“You just threw four years of friendship out the window.”

“Hasn’t this addiction done enough damage already?”

“Sorry doesn’t fix everything.”

“You promised.”

“I don’t need help! I need an end to this pain.”

“What am I in your life? Because as of lately I feel as though I’ve been nothing to you.”

“Leave.”

“I can’t keep playing pretend.”

“You deserve so much better.”

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t leave.”

“I wish we never met.”

“I’m sorry I’m not enough for you.”

General

“I love you.” “Tell me that when you’re sober.” 

“It’s pouring rain why are you here?”

“I love you.” “You shouldn’t.”

“Where are you?”

“What happened?”

“Have you been taking care of yourself?”

“Is that blood?” “Yes but that doesn’t matter right now, what does matter is-” “You are literally bleeding.”

“Is that my book?”

“Are they dead?”

“You want to play pretend? Well two can play at that game.”

“Did you know that you talk in your sleep?”

“Come back to bed. Please.” 

“You’re who they warned me about.” 

“Come back.”

“You should’ve listened to me.”

“I haven’t seen you in days.” 

“Are you jealous?”

“Cheers, I’ll drink to that.” “You drink to everything.” “Cheers!”

“Why is there a deer in the room?” 

“Is that vodka? At 7 in the morning?”

“It’s not my choice.”

“Can we take this home?”

“Hey, look at me. Focus on me alright?” 

“I haven’t seen (her/him/them) smile in months.”

“(She/he/they) don’t belong with (her/him/them)!” “Than who do(es) (she/he/they) belong with?” “…..with me.”

“Come home.”

“I hope you’re happy.”

“They don’t need to know.”

“I made this for you.”

“Why is arson always your first answer?”

“Is this really the time for jokes?” 

“You always do this.” 

“Wake me up when it’s over.” 

“You look happy.” 

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” 

“Why can’t I get you out of my head?”

“Do you want that?”

“Don’t let go.” 

“Just let me stay.”

“Can I at least tell my side of the story?” 

“Do you trust me?” 

“Are you flirting with me?”

“Is the weight of your sins too heavy?”

“Just let me see (her/him/them) one last time. Please.”

“Are you afraid to die?”

“Are they really ‘just a friend’?”

“I wasn’t lying when i told you that I loved you.”

“I won’t hurt you.”

“Have you been sleeping?”

“I didn’t know where else to go.”

[the-empyric-vault]

A͎ N͎ G͎ S͎ T͎ ͎• P͎ R͎ O͎ M͎ P͎ T͎ S͎

change pronouns or insert words as needed

"I don't think you're worthless. Why would you tell yourself that?"

"Don't you die on me!"

"Where did it all go wrong?"

"You must bend, otherwise you will break. Breaking is messier."

"Please don't do this."

“Ignorance is easy. Sacrifices must be made for knowledge.”

"Nothing is wrong with you!"

"I won't let anything bad happen to you."

“I feel like I can’t breathe when I’m around you.”

"Maybe I'm going about this the wrong way. If I stop healing you, you'll have to stop getting hurt so badly."

“Whose fault is it, then?”

"He's already dead. He just doesn't know it."

"We're gonna be okay."

"I believe your intent. But your innocence will be your downfall."

"They will always hate us!"

"The history books call me things like 'brave' and 'hero.' The history books are wrong."

"I'm not something you can break and mend until you're satisfied with the product!"

"I'm not a good person, not usually."

"I want ___ or nothing at all."

"I should be the one protecting you."

"If I should go before you..."

"Memory is fleeting, but time is forever."

"You should have told me. I would have helped."

"Forgiveness? There's some that don't deserve it."

"And for the first time, I prayed to a god I didn't even believe in."

"Do you think I wanted this? Any of it?"

"Where were you when I needed you?!"

“How could you do this to me? You knew!”

[scvrllet]

Prompt List #2

A/N: While a majority of these are mine there are a few I have found online/was inspired by

Prompt List #1

Fluff

“I’ve learnt to love you.”

“They’re good for each-other.” 

“(She/he/they) don’t compare to you. No one does.”

“Shut up and hold me.”

“I’m not leaving. Ever.”

“I promised to love you forever.”

“You’ll find your way back to me, I know you will.”

“I’ll take care of you.”

“Can you sing that song for me again?”

“I don’t know if you know this but, I love you.”

“I know it’s 2 in the morning but do you want to…” 

“It looks good on you.” 

“You’re the reason I’m still here.”

“I love you and all but…” 

“You saved me.”

“Would you like to stay?” 

“I’ll take the couch.” 

“I’m quite comfortable here.”

“How did I manage to get you.” 

“Maybe I’m just lucky.”

“It’s us agaisnt the world.”

“Are you hurt? What happened?”

“You fainted, are you alright?”

“What do you remember?”

“I think (she/he/they/I) rubbed off on you.”

“Don’t let go.”

“I promise.”

“Am I dreaming?”

“I don’t want to wake up.”

“Find me again.”

“Don’t forget me.”

“Well it’s a good thing I don’t plan on doing that.”

“Please don’t say goodbye.”

“I wish we didn’t we have to say goodbye.”

“You didn’t think you’d be able to get rid of me just yet did you?”

“Because I fell for you, isn’t it obvious?” 

“I could never get tired of you.”

“Are you alright?” “I will be.”

“No you don’t understand, I have to get back!”

“I’m not your princess.” 

“You say you hate it but your red face is telling me otherwise.” 

“For (her/him/them), (I’ll do) anything.”

“(She’s/he’s/they’re) worth the wait.”

“I can be your reason why.” 

“This is not what I meant when I told you to fall for me.” 

“I don’t know if I want to yell at you or kiss you.”

“Is it that hard to believe that I love you?”

“Stop flirting with me, I’m not going to fall for it.”

“Is somebody jealous?”

“Can you quit being sappy for five seconds?”

Angst

“Why does it sound like you’re saying goodbye?” 

“It’s always a losing game with you.”

“If it means anything, I love you.”

“I must’ve loved (her/him/them) a lot.”

“You’re in-love with somebody else.”

“(She/he/they/I) lost (her/his/their/my) soulmate.”

“It wasn’t supposed to end this way.” 

“I’ve moved on.”

“This isn’t the person I fell in-love with.”

“It doesn’t matter unless I’m their last right?”

“Why are you still fighting?”

“You were the one who walked out, not me.”

“Please don’t make me choose.”

“You’re choosing (her/him/them) over me?”

“You don’t get to call me that.”

“You lost the right when you walked out of my life.”

“What happened to forever?”

“Don’t you remember me?”

“Would you have said yes?”

“Please don’t make me choose.”

“You can’t just act like nothings wrong when it isn’t!”

“You’re with me for a reason, right?”

“Why would (I/she/he) fall for someone else?”

“I haven’t seen you in months.”

“You’ll always be a friend.”

“Did you love me (me/her/him/them)?”

“I’m sorry.” “For what?” “Everything.”

“I’ll see you soon, I promise.”

“You have to let me go.”

“It’s all in my head. This isn’t actually happening, you’re not real!”

“Look me in the eyes and repeat what you just said.”

“Why are you letting (her/him/them/me) do this to you?” “Because I love (her/him/them/you).”

“Would you do the same for me?”

“What happened to all of our promises?”

“This was our forever.”

“Don’t tell me to calm down!”

“It’s been years, can’t you just give me a chance.”

“I’m not ready to get hurt again.” 

“Because I know when I open my eyes this will all turn out to be a dream and I’ll lose you again.”

“I’m not ready to lose you.”

“No, not again. Please!”

“You just had to go and ruin everything.”

“Why do we have to keep hiding? I’m tired of being kept a secret.” 

“You know this means nothing right?”

“It’s not my fault you believe(d) everything I (say/said).”

“You promised forever.”

“Why is it so hard for you to believe me?”

“Wake up! Please don’t do this to me.” 

“Why did you have to go and fall in love with me?” 

“I shouldn’t still be in love with you.” 

General

“I still find myself falling asleep with you on my mind.”

“Do you not remember me?”

“I thought you said wouldn’t fall in-love.” 

“(She’s/he’s/they’re) just a friend.” “We used to be friends to be ‘just friends’ too.”

“I’d never fall in-love.”

“I’ll wait for you.” 

“Just take my hand.”

“You’re weak.”

“Was that part of the bet?”

“At least I kept my promises.”

“Take me back.”

“I need (her/him/them).” 

“Do you miss me?”

“What happened to us?”

“People say I’m heartless.”

“Another nightmare?”

“Are you afraid of me?”

“Is that a threat?”

“Hold onto me.”

“I have nothing.”

“It’s killing you.”

“Maybe you should give up.” 

“I’m tired of running.”

“(She/he/they) changed (her/his/their) world.”

“Just like we promised.”

“I can’t leave.”

“You’re a bad liar did you know?” 

“I could’ve helped.”

“I never wanted any of this.”

“Only you.” 

“Come home.”

“I’ll see you when I get back.”

“Just say the word.”

“Well, I can scratch that off my bucket list.”

“We really shouldn’t be doing this…”

“Do you trust me?” “No.”

“It was your idea!”

“What happened to your face?”

“All you had to do was ask.” 

“I don’t like you.” 

“I haven’t seen you in months.”

“Why is it always you?”

“Don’t let go.”

“Who said I ever stopped?”

“Get out of my head.”

“You flinched.”

“Is it worth it? Risking everything just for a chance.”

“I did it again, didn’t I?”

“I’m not going to fight you.”

“Every time I think I’m close to finally figuring you out you end up surprising me.”

[oc-interrogation]

Enemies-to-Lovers Prompts for When They’ve Finally Gotten Together

1. “Those things I said to you...I just wish I could go back and stop myself from ever saying them.” “There are things I regret too. But we’re here now. Together.”

2. “Are you sure you...are you sure you want someone like me?” “Only if you’ll take someone like me.”

3. “I can’t stand that I spent so much time hating you. If I’d just taken two seconds, to talk to you with an open mind, I never would have.”

4. “No one will approve of us.” “And that’ll be their problem, not ours.”

5. “You don’t know how hard it was, having to look at you and tell myself I hated you. When I didn’t. I couldn’t.” “I know exactly how hard it was.”

6. “I saw you with them and I couldn’t keep lying to myself. When a person is your enemy, you don’t get jealous that someone else has their affection.”

7. “Past me would have never expected this to be my future. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

8. “I’ve fallen for you too hard. Even the things I used to find bothersome are endearing.”

9. “I love you.” “Never thought I’d hear you say that.” “Never thought I’d say it.”

10. “You...you trust me, right? You’re not afraid that I’ll go back to who I used to be? I keep worrying that...that something will make you hate me again.” “I won’t. I trust you more than anything.”

11. “Hey, how’d you know that about me?” “Uh, I spent a lot of time ‘observing’ you. I made up some ridiculous justifications, but honestly, I just liked looking at you.”

12. “Look at the little puppy! Look at him! Look at his little paws!” “...How did I ever think you were someone worth hating?”

[prompts-in-a-barrel]

Two people are cursed to “fall in love”. If they don’t find a way to break it, they’ll lose all sense of themselves and be completely consumed in the other, until they wither and die, unable to tear themselves away from each other even to keep themselves alive. They work together to stop that from happening, but the problem is… one of them was already really in love with the other.

[alexwritesfiction]

enemies to lovers prompts because i’m self indulgent

i love them? Them? SERIOUSLY, HEART?

i wonder why they make me feel self conscious and careless at the same time and how my heart flutters when i’m around them but also i think i’m starting to not hate them what- oh. Oh.

oh my holy shit have you always been so beautiful or did you have to try on a new face mask huh? i mean, i mean you look so ugly ugh i hate you

oh you think you’re gonna win this argument? well guess who’s gonna tell you they love you and leave you speechless, darling

i must protect my secret at all costs or else they’ll find out and i’ll never live it down no no nope

oh we have to share a bed and you’re gonna kick me out of it? let me just cuddle you in the middle of the night so you blame yours- yeah no it’s because i want to

gOd they’re so infuriating i want to kill them but i would also kill myself on something happened to them—

oh oh you pinned me and now we’re hugging and you’re not letting go and i hate you so much and then why am i liking it- THAT PINCH HURT YOU NINCOMPOOP

so you’re gonna entice me at the ballroom with a dance? well let me just -accidentally- step on your shoe so we can fall together and i can kis- i mean kill you

i want to hate but i love you so for the love of god i swear this is the only time i’m letting you get away with it *proceed to let them get away with it more than only this time*

accidentally kissing each other and liking it and then having a fight because Of Course You Kissed Me And I Liked It But I Cant Tell You I Liked It

holy shit they went through something horrible so of course it’s natural for their mortal enemy like me to comfort them because MORALS and realising how protective you are of them

playfully flirting and hating each other and someone else flirting with them and you getting jealous and realising how possessive you are of them

*if you use these, please send me what you wrote! i’d love to read XD

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