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Crush/Pining Themed Prompts
Anonymous said to alloftheprompts: Could you do a set of pining or crush prompts?
Your character keeps a list of ideas on how to get their crush to notice them.
During a team-building activity your character has to give their crush a compliment.
Your character gets a chance to stand up for their crush.
Your character talks to their BFF about their crush and someone overhears.
Your character’s friend dares them to talk to their crush.
Someone tells your character that their crush’s newest poem is about them.
Your character’s sibling goes out with your character’s crush.
Your character begs their friend to find out whether their crush is interested.
Your character writes a letter their never intend for their crush to read.
Your character overhears their crush talking about them to someone else.
Your character doesn’t know that the person they talk to online is their crush.
Your character gets a chance to do something nice for their crush.
Your character’s crush is persuaded your character hates them.
Your character and their crush run into each other in an unusual place.
Your character has to save the life of their crush.
@thegaybletoffire (great username) pointed out that this post provides good prompts to those of u who want to submit to this month’s competition, but don’t know what to write
Sex Pollen: That tickle in the muse’s nose? It’s not hayfever, it’s a pervy plant, and for the next (Anon decides) the muse is going to want to shag everything that moves. Especially if it moves in front of them.
Marathon: For reasons best left up to the cosmos, the muse...
/Mun is having a really bad day. Can we do a cute thing??
Chuck nodded and followed Newt back to the dome. “Wonder how many people will freak out,” he muttered, half to himself half aloud. “Just hope no one tries to put a bullet in me.”
"Bet you anything your dad is going to cry," Newt teased, nudging his shoulder gently.
Chuck blinked adn nodded. “Yeah…probably a chance he will. either that or he’ll do the whole stiff upper lip thing.” he wouldn’t admit he would probably cry seeing his father again. He thought he’d never see anyone again.
"I uh- he… hasn’t been in a good place since pitfall. He… we all missed you."
Hearing that, the young ranger froze. “He…he hasn’t done anything stupid has he?” Chuck knew and remembered teh darker times when his father would drink heavilly especially after the death of his mother, but the Kaiju war always kept him stable, or at least it seemed like it was teh kaiju.
"He's just. . . he's always been a hard worker, you know? But now. . . I don't think he's gotten any sleep. All he does is work."
It took a few awkward moments and a face full of the younger Hansen’s backside- not that he minded, even with the tail- but he eventually cut a hole large enough to pull the tail through. “For what its worth, I think its pretty cool.”
Chuck swallowed and looked at him. “Yeah…figured you would.” he said sighing and carefully moving the tail to make sure he was comfortable. “Hopefully you can figure out how to reverse this and i won’t have to deal with it.” Chuck pulled his pants up a bit and sighed.
"I’ll do my best, dude," Newt sighed, knowing he couldn’t promise anything. "Let’s get you to the dome, cmon."
Chuck nodded and followed Newt back to the dome. “Wonder how many people will freak out,” he muttered, half to himself half aloud. “Just hope no one tries to put a bullet in me.”
"Bet you anything your dad is going to cry," Newt teased, nudging his shoulder gently.
Chuck blinked adn nodded. “Yeah…probably a chance he will. either that or he’ll do the whole stiff upper lip thing.” he wouldn’t admit he would probably cry seeing his father again. He thought he’d never see anyone again.
"I uh- he. . . hasn't been in a good place since pitfall. He. . . we all missed you."
"That’d help, yeah." he said turning around to let Newt get to the back of the pants. "Worst part is the fucking tail." he said with a grumble
It took a few awkward moments and a face full of the younger Hansen’s backside- not that he minded, even with the tail- but he eventually cut a hole large enough to pull the tail through. “For what its worth, I think its pretty cool.”
Chuck swallowed and looked at him. “Yeah…figured you would.” he said sighing and carefully moving the tail to make sure he was comfortable. “Hopefully you can figure out how to reverse this and i won’t have to deal with it.” Chuck pulled his pants up a bit and sighed.
"I’ll do my best, dude," Newt sighed, knowing he couldn’t promise anything. "Let’s get you to the dome, cmon."
Chuck nodded and followed Newt back to the dome. “Wonder how many people will freak out,” he muttered, half to himself half aloud. “Just hope no one tries to put a bullet in me.”
"Bet you anything your dad is going to cry," Newt teased, nudging his shoulder gently.
"Thanks." Chuck said looking at the fabric and hoping it would at least be somewhat comfortable until he could get his clothes. "Should work alright." he said taking the fabric and trying to put it on, wincing a bit at the awkward feeling of his tail.
"Hm„ um… . I have some scissors," Newt offered, digging through the bag after he noticed the tail awkwardly poking out the pant leg. "I could cut a hole?"
"That’d help, yeah." he said turning around to let Newt get to the back of the pants. "Worst part is the fucking tail." he said with a grumble
It took a few awkward moments and a face full of the younger Hansen’s backside- not that he minded, even with the tail- but he eventually cut a hole large enough to pull the tail through. “For what its worth, I think its pretty cool.”
Chuck swallowed and looked at him. “Yeah…figured you would.” he said sighing and carefully moving the tail to make sure he was comfortable. “Hopefully you can figure out how to reverse this and i won’t have to deal with it.” Chuck pulled his pants up a bit and sighed.
"I'll do my best, dude," Newt sighed, knowing he couldn't promise anything. "Let's get you to the dome, cmon."
Newt rolled his eyes a bit and sighed. “Yeah. real observant, Geiszler.” he said walking along. he noticed the blush and smirked just a little. “Loik what ya see?” he asked cocky and smirking.
Newt finally you’re his gaze away, looking down at the sand beneath his feet, cheeks becoming progressively redder. “Sorry! Sorry! I didn’t mean to stare uh- There’s… I have a backpack… over here somewhere with some shorts if they’ll fit. Yeah, uh-” He pulled a bag out, tucked neatly between rocks, rummaging through it before pulling out some balled up fabric.
"Thanks." Chuck said looking at the fabric and hoping it would at least be somewhat comfortable until he could get his clothes. "Should work alright." he said taking the fabric and trying to put it on, wincing a bit at the awkward feeling of his tail.
"Hm„ um… . I have some scissors," Newt offered, digging through the bag after he noticed the tail awkwardly poking out the pant leg. "I could cut a hole?"
"That’d help, yeah." he said turning around to let Newt get to the back of the pants. "Worst part is the fucking tail." he said with a grumble
It took a few awkward moments and a face full of the younger Hansen's backside- not that he minded, even with the tail- but he eventually cut a hole large enough to pull the tail through. "For what its worth, I think its pretty cool."
"Yeah…and some clothes would be nice too." Chuck said frowning before pausing as he followed Newt.
"R-right…the old man." He fidgeted and followed the man. "Let’s hope he does." he muttered.
"C-clothes yeah!" Newt stuttered, cheeks tinting. "You’re not wearing any," he stated, staring, "Y-yeah we’ll find you something."
Newt rolled his eyes a bit and sighed. “Yeah. real observant, Geiszler.” he said walking along. he noticed the blush and smirked just a little. “Loik what ya see?” he asked cocky and smirking.
Newt finally you’re his gaze away, looking down at the sand beneath his feet, cheeks becoming progressively redder. “Sorry! Sorry! I didn’t mean to stare uh- There’s… I have a backpack… over here somewhere with some shorts if they’ll fit. Yeah, uh-” He pulled a bag out, tucked neatly between rocks, rummaging through it before pulling out some balled up fabric.
"Thanks." Chuck said looking at the fabric and hoping it would at least be somewhat comfortable until he could get his clothes. "Should work alright." he said taking the fabric and trying to put it on, wincing a bit at the awkward feeling of his tail.
"Hm,, um. . . . I have some scissors," Newt offered, digging through the bag after he noticed the tail awkwardly poking out the pant leg. "I could cut a hole?"
"No," Newt said immediately, tearing his eyes away. "Chuck is dead, Chuck is dead and you’re /not/ here. I’m /not/ seeing this."
Chuck stared at him and bristled. “Yeah i kinda wish I was dead but I’m /NOT/. Now yer the only one who can possibly fix this ya bloody wanker!” So much for keeping that famous Hansen temper in check.
"How am I supposed to- shit, shit dude I don’t know what to do. Maybe… let’s get you to the dome, yeah? We’ll figure it out from there," Newt started, already turning in that direction. "Your dad is going to be so ecstatic."
"Yeah…and some clothes would be nice too." Chuck said frowning before pausing as he followed Newt.
"R-right…the old man." He fidgeted and followed the man. "Let’s hope he does." he muttered.
"C-clothes yeah!" Newt stuttered, cheeks tinting. "You’re not wearing any," he stated, staring, "Y-yeah we’ll find you something."
Newt rolled his eyes a bit and sighed. “Yeah. real observant, Geiszler.” he said walking along. he noticed the blush and smirked just a little. “Loik what ya see?” he asked cocky and smirking.
Newt finally you're his gaze away, looking down at the sand beneath his feet, cheeks becoming progressively redder. "Sorry! Sorry! I didn't mean to stare uh- There's. . . I have a backpack. . . over here somewhere with some shorts if they'll fit. Yeah, uh-" He pulled a bag out, tucked neatly between rocks, rummaging through it before pulling out some balled up fabric.
"No," Newt said immediately, tearing his eyes away. "Chuck is dead, Chuck is dead and you’re /not/ here. I’m /not/ seeing this."
Chuck stared at him and bristled. “Yeah i kinda wish I was dead but I’m /NOT/. Now yer the only one who can possibly fix this ya bloody wanker!” So much for keeping that famous Hansen temper in check.
"How am I supposed to- shit, shit dude I don’t know what to do. Maybe… let’s get you to the dome, yeah? We’ll figure it out from there," Newt started, already turning in that direction. "Your dad is going to be so ecstatic."
"Yeah…and some clothes would be nice too." Chuck said frowning before pausing as he followed Newt.
"R-right…the old man." He fidgeted and followed the man. "Let’s hope he does." he muttered.
"C-clothes yeah!" Newt stuttered, cheeks tinting. "You're not wearing any," he stated, staring, "Y-yeah we'll find you something."
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Newt narrowed his eyes, stilling. “Holy… holy shit.”
The ranger realized what he looked like and swallowed a little nervously. He wasn’t sure what to do. On one hand Newton was a scientist, specifically on Kaiju biology, and Chuck looked a lot like a kaiju, although human. On the other, Newton was possibly the only one who could change him back.
"Newt…It’s me…Chuck." he said standing and wincing a bit, tail dragging a bit in the sand as he stood up.
"No," Newt said immediately, tearing his eyes away. "Chuck is dead, Chuck is dead and you’re /not/ here. I’m /not/ seeing this."
Chuck stared at him and bristled. “Yeah i kinda wish I was dead but I’m /NOT/. Now yer the only one who can possibly fix this ya bloody wanker!” So much for keeping that famous Hansen temper in check.
"How am I supposed to- shit, shit dude I don't know what to do. Maybe. . . let's get you to the dome, yeah? We'll figure it out from there," Newt started, already turning in that direction. "Your dad is going to be so ecstatic."
Chuck looked up at the bright sky over his face, the feeling of water lapping up around his waist and legs. He felt the sand digging into his back and the strange heavy feeling of his armored skin.
He gasped a bit at the memories of the alien faces poking and prodding him, the pain and feeling of…
"What the hell is that?!" Newt shouted, scurrying along the coast, his bare feet tracking through the sand- if he was going to get Blue, he would have caught it already with his close proximity to Kaiju parts.
Chuck jumped at the sound and squinted against the light. “Newton?” he asked sitting up a bit more and wincing as he felt his back pop.
Newt narrowed his eyes, stilling. “Holy… holy shit.”
The ranger realized what he looked like and swallowed a little nervously. He wasn’t sure what to do. On one hand Newton was a scientist, specifically on Kaiju biology, and Chuck looked a lot like a kaiju, although human. On the other, Newton was possibly the only one who could change him back.
"Newt…It’s me…Chuck." he said standing and wincing a bit, tail dragging a bit in the sand as he stood up.
"No," Newt said immediately, tearing his eyes away. "Chuck is dead, Chuck is dead and you're /not/ here. I'm /not/ seeing this."
Chuck looked up at the bright sky over his face, the feeling of water lapping up around his waist and legs. He felt the sand digging into his back and the strange heavy feeling of his armored skin.
He gasped a bit at the memories of the alien faces poking and prodding him, the pain and feeling of…
"What the hell is that?!" Newt shouted, scurrying along the coast, his bare feet tracking through the sand- if he was going to get Blue, he would have caught it already with his close proximity to Kaiju parts.
Chuck jumped at the sound and squinted against the light. “Newton?” he asked sitting up a bit more and wincing as he felt his back pop.
Newt narrowed his eyes, stilling. "Holy. . . holy shit."
Chuck looked up at the bright sky over his face, the feeling of water lapping up around his waist and legs. He felt the sand digging into his back and the strange heavy feeling of his armored skin.
He gasped a bit at the memories of the alien faces poking and prodding him, the pain and feeling of...
"What the hell is that?!" Newt shouted, scurrying along the coast, his bare feet tracking through the sand- if he was going to get Blue, he would have caught it already with his close proximity to Kaiju parts.
