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Name’s Christina (but Khaled is ok). 18, stressed new colleague student. Loves drawing, loves writing; barely practices. Whump, hurt/comfort lover~            

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nearly 200 writing prompts // feel free to reblog

Angst:

1: “ Give me a chance. ” 2: “ Not you again.. ” 3: “ Leave me alone. ” 4: “ I don’t love you anymore. ” 5: “ Why do you hate me? ” 6: “ I lost the baby. ” 7: “ I thought you loved me. ” 8: “ I don’t need you anymore. ” 9:“ I can’t believe you! ” 10: “ We cant keep this up forever. ” 11: “ You’re a monster. ” 12: “ I hate you. ” 13: “ Don’t leave me… ” 14: “ You’re a disappointment. ” 15: “ Don’t die on me– Please. ” 16: “ I never meant to hurt you. ” 17: “ Are you upset with me? ” 18: “ I wish i’d never met you. ” 19: “ I’m going to kill you! ” 20: “ Please don’t hurt me like this. ” 21: “ Thanks for nothing. ” 22: “ Dont call this number again. “ 23: “ Why did you spare me? ” 24: “ You need to leave. ” 25: “ I’m sick. ” 26: “ I’m dying. ” 27: “ I wish i’d never met you. ” 28: “ I thought we were family!” 29: “ There was never an us. ” 30: “ So that’s it? It’s over? ” 31: “ I fucked up. ” 32: “ I came to say goodbye. ” 33:“ He’s dead because of you. ” 34: “ I don’t deserve to be loved. ” 35: “ About the baby… Its yours. ”

Love:

36: “ I’m so in love with you. ” 37: “ Dance with me! ” 38: “ Isn’t this amazing? ” 39: “ I wish we could stay like this forever. ” 40: “ Will you marry me? ” 41: “ I’m pregnant. ” 42: “ I need a hug. ” 43: “ You’re special to me. ” 44: “ I’m going to keep you safe. ” 45: “ Do you trust me? ” 46: “ Can I kiss you right now? ” 47: “ You’re cute when you’re angry. ” 48: “ I’ve liked you for awhile now. ” 49: “ Lets have a baby. ” 50: “ We’d make such a cute couple. ” 51: “ I want to take care of you. ” 52: “ Can we cuddle? ” 53: “ It’s lonely here without you. ” 54: “ I can’t stand the thought of loosing you. ” 55: “ Shut up and kiss me already. ” 56: “ Are you flirting with me? ” 57: “ Is that my shirt? ” 58: “ How did we get here? ” 59: “ You own my heart. ” 60: “ You’d be a great dad. ” 61: “ You’d be a great mom. ” 62: “ I want to protect you. ” 63: “ Whats the matter? ” 64: “ You’re so beautiful. ” 65: “ Did you do something different with your hair? ” 66: “ Is that a new perfume? ” 67: “ Stop being so cute. ” 68: “ You’re making me blush! ” 69: “ You’re teasing me again… ” 70: “ This is why I fell in love with you. ” 71: “ You’re the best! ” 72: “ They’re going to love you, don’t worry! ” 73: “ Oh, Are you ticklish? ” 74: “ Of course I remembered! ” 75: “ You’re one hell of a girl. ” 76: “ You’re one hell of a guy. ” 77: “ Are you jealous? ” 78: “ Hold me and never let me go. ” 79: “ Stop hogging all the blankets! ” 80: “ Lets run away together. ”

General:

90: “ Catch me if you can! ” 91: “ I’m fine. ” 92: “ Are you drunk? ” 93: “ Are you high? ” 94: “ We cant go in there… ” 95: “ Give it back! ” 96: “ Well this is just great. ” 97: “ Don’t touch me. ” 98: “ Not sure if you could tell, but I’m not exactly a people person. ” 99: “ This was fun— Lets do it again sometime!” 100: “ I didn’t do it! ” 101: “ I did it… ” 102: “ I don’t remember that! ” 103: “ Well that’s pretty rude of you to say. ” 104: “ Get that thing away from me! ” 105: “ You owe me. ” 106: “ Do you believe in aliens? ” 107: “ Do you believe in ghosts? ” 108: “ Are you hitting on me? ” 109: “ Why are you naked? ” 110: “ You did what?! ” 111: “ You have… Superpowers? ” 112: “ Why are you bleeding? ” 113: “ Where did all these puppies come from?” 114: “ Don’t make me come over there myself! ” 115: “ That wasn’t funny. ” 116: “ This tastes horrible. ” 117: “ This is delicious! ” 118: “ Are you mad at me? ” 119: “ Stop ignoring me… ” 120: “ I love that show too! ” 121: “ Can I borrow that book of yours?” 122: “ Lets blow this joint. ” 123: “ Let me help you with that. ” 124: “ Take that back! ” 125: “ Wanna go see a movie with me? ” 126: “ No way, that’s so lame. ” 127: “ What are you listening to? ” 128: “ I brought you your coffee. ” 129: “ Don’t fuck this up. ” 130: “ Run! ” 131: “ Lets run away together. ” 132: “ I haven’t slept in four days… ” 133: “ Your turn to do the dishes. ” 134: “ Was I really that drunk? ” 135: “ Was I really that stoned? ” 136: “Give me back my phone! ” 137: “ You’re an asshole. ” 138: “ Are you cold? ” 139: “ This place gives me the creeps. ” 140: “ I swear my house is haunted. ” 141: “ Did you hear that? ” 142: “ It’s just your imagination. ” 143: “ Just how stupid do you think I am? ” 144: “ Stop being such a baby. ” 145: “ Go back to bed. ” 146: “ Are you okay? ” 147: “ I can take care of myself just fine.” 148: “ Thanks for helping me back there. ” 149: “ Since when have we ever been friends? ” 150: “ What on earth are you wearing? ” 151: “ I can’t feel my legs! ” 152: “ Stop texting me weird stuff so late at night. ” 153: “ Put me down! ” 154: “ There’s only one bed… ” 155: “ It isn’t what it looks like! Okay.. Maybe it is… ” 156: “ How did I loose it? ” 157: “ I read your diary. ” 158: “ This is awkward. ” 159: “ Didn’t you read the sign? ” 160: “ Do you think you can teach me that? ”

Below is NSFW prompts. Please if you’re rebloggling tell your followers if you’re interested or not in taking these sorts of requests.

Sexual: 161: “ Bite me. ” 162: “ Make me. ” 163: “ Fuck me. ” 164: “ Stop teasing me so much… ” 165: “ Do you like it when I touch you like that?” 166: “ Okay.. This is new. ” 167: “ Want to head back to my place and have a little fun? ” 168: “ You’re in trouble now. ” 169: “ What a pretty sight. ” 170: “ Bend over. ” 171: “ On your knees. ” 172: “ The food looks great but.. There’s something much more delicious i’d like to eat right now. ” 173: “ Lay back. ” 174: “ Take off your clothes. ” 175: “ Well, fine; just this once. ” 176: “ I’m waiting. ” 177: “ You’re so beautiful. ” 178:“ As you wish. ” 179: “ First one to make a noise looses.” 180: “ You have no idea what you do to me. ” 181: “ If you’re bored; Wanna have sex? ” 182: “ Ive wanted this for so long. ” 183: “ Car sex looks so much more easier in the movies. ” 184: “ Can I touch you? ” 185: “ Open up. ” 186: “ No strings attached. ” 187: “ Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you? ” 188: “ Mine. ” 189: “ The nights still young. ” 190: “ We cant do that here! ” 191: “ Behave. ” 192:“ What did you just say? ” 193: “ Good girl. ” 194: “ Good boy. ” 195: “ Come here. ”

[moved-to-anthotnio]

send me the full prompt + a ship of your choice!

[bitchesofostwick]

me: okay time to jump into the action scene

me: don’t say it

me: don’t say it

me: don’t say it

me: don’t say it

me: don’t say it

me: don’t say it

me: don’t say it

me: don’t say it

me: … “SUDDENLY”

[mlwangbooks]

My go-to fixes for this:

but before [Character] could [verb], ACTION!

[Character] was about to [verb] when ACTION!

but no sooner had [something] than ACTION!

but just as [something boring], ACTION!

BANG!/CRASH!/BOOM! ACTION!

“Character dialogue starting some sentence about–” ACTION!

Character’s internal monologue starting some sent– ACTION!

Narrator starting some– ACTION!

… ACTION!

Why extend your readers the courtesy of a ‘suddenly’ except to vary sentence structure?

[detectivenyx]

One of my go-to fixes is 

“Well, what could go wrong now?” [Character] said. 

As if on cue, ACTION!

[one-lonely-whumperfly]

My dumbass brain’s go-to fix:

“all of a sudden”

[khaledofavalon]

“I won’t leave you behind... Again”

PART 1

I made a thing! Another one!

This was supposed to be a short story of Dante and Arthur (tentative name, for now) getting lost and arguing like a married couple while trying to find their way back... It turned to be about 2,700 words, so... I’m dividing this into three parts. So, with that settled:

Words: 1,111

“Oh, no… It’s so dark. I can’t see. Whatever will I do?”

 The young man could feel Arthur’s arm right next to his. He could sense his fear as they moved around. 

But he wasn’t really in the mood to comfort him, not after “that prat” screwed it up so badly.

 “This is not the best situation for snarky sarcasm, Dante”.

“‘This is nt the b’st s’tut’n fur snerky s’rcsm’”, the other replied.

 “Dante!”

 “What?”

 “Shut up!”

 Dante chose his next words carefully.

 “Make me.”

 Maybe not so carefully.

 He couldn’t tell, but Arthur shot him a killer glance for a few seconds. Enough for Dante to realized he was being stared at.

 “What at you staring at, you blind mole?”

 It was, the most annoyed- no, the angriest Arthur had ever seen the boy. And it was, to be fair, his fault.

The one who leads the way should always check for meat-eating beasts that could roam around the woods looking for a good two-piece diner.

The older one of the pair certainly did not even check which way they were going.

 “Nothing…” He answered finally and grabbed Dante by the wrist to guide him further inside the small cave they luckily encountered while trying to find shelter. “I’m sorry, all right? I am. But I’m not like you, I couldn’t see that… that thing until it was, well…”

 “Right in front of us?”, the boy suggested. A hint of exasperation still in his voice.

 “Exactly. Right in front of us...”

 Arthur heard his companion sigh, and he turned to see him staring down at the rocky floor.

 “It’s ok. I’m sorry too… I should have thought about that…”. He apologized without lifting his gaze, then he smirked. “I sometimes forget you know? I’m so used to being around ‘magic’ and that, that I forget you and the others aren’t used to it.”

 Arthur stared at him while the younger one talked. There was still enough dim light inside for him to see Dante’s soft factions, his slouched shoulders and light golden eyes under the shadow of his hair.

There was something about him, he would always tell himself, that made Dante look just slightly out of place. At least when they were at Arthur’s dimension or “alternate universe” as the boy would insist to call it.

But even stranger was that there, at Dante’s own reality, he seemed even with the place. Everything around them always seemed way stranger (to the magic-less young man at least).

 But Dante, with all his sometimes strange manners and quirks, passed as an entirely common human being, surrounded by all those strange creatures and people with all kinds of markings, moving tattoos and outfits that seemed to come straight out of a sci-fi movie.

In the city that is. Now, being inside a humid cavern in the middle of the forest, they could be in Mars for all Arthur knew. The only thing that had reminded him that the forest wasn’t like the ones he knew was the biped, 8 feet tall demon-ish thing that chased them all the way back from the river.

 “Well…? Don’t just stand there. Say something.”

 “Right,” the blond snapped back to reality and looked around. “Well… I’m glad you took the time to meditate about how we are, in fact, very different in a lot of ways… But now, we really have to find a way out or something. We can’t just go back the way we came in.”

 “Well, that’s…”, the young turned to Arthur. “Obvious, but, which way? Is there any?”

 It was a good thing Dante couldn’t see the expression of worry in his friend’s eyes.

 “Technically.” There was a pause and Arthur guided them forward, into the dark unknown. “There’s only one way to go and, to be all honest, it doesn’t look that promising.”

 “Are you saying that because it’s ‘dark’, or because the shadows actually move?”

 Dante’s answer was a few seconds of silence, while his older companion pouted and thought of his actual answer. It was not as if he was scared of the dark. That was stupid and irrational, of course.

 “You know…”, Dante continued without waiting long. “It’s ok if you’re scared”. He expressed as he snapped his fingers and a ball of dancing fire the size of a baseball appeared on his palm. “Just say it and I could help.” And he smiled with honesty. He dared to.

 “Oh, yeah right. I’m not scared though! Just-”. He grabbed Dante’s arm so he could guide him easier. And to give himself some security. “Seriously, c’mon. It’s a long-ass cave that’s probably filled with bats and spiders and God knows what else. We could totally die here, I’m just being cautious.”

 The brown-haired couldn’t keep back a laugh and he coughed trying to hide it.

 “Of course, Arthur. Cautious as always.”

 They had only taken a few steps when Dante realized that the young man by his side was still tense. Probably still thinking any moment a ferocious beast would attack them out of nowhere. Again. Which was entirely valid. But having such a stressed companion wasn’t giving Dante much peace.

 “Besides, what do you have against bats?”

 “What?”, the other one inquired in complete confusion.

 “Bats. You said that ‘the cave could be filled with bats and spiders’ who, honestly, have as much of a bad reputation too”.

 “Are you... serious? I mean, they’re dangerous. And bats, well… they’re just… you know.”

 “If you dare say ‘ugly’ I’m gonna smack you in the face.”

 “But they are, though! And they’re probably an actual health hazard for us.”

 “Seriously! They are like tiny… winged, puppies! They are adorable! And I don’t really think they’re more dangerous than a street dog in means of carrying sickness.”

 Arthur turned over in disbelief. “I think they’re really not.” And he continued walking while thinking of how a bat was as adorable as a puppy. “Wait…”, he started and walked slower.

 “What is it?” Dante worried for a second. Then the older one took a moment to stand almost in front of him and asked.

 “Have you actually ever seen a bat? Cause I think we’ve got a communication problem and you’ve got the wrong image of them.”

 In the stone and dirt walls of the cave, Dante’s laugh resonated.

 “Jesus Christ, Arthur. Let the bats be.” He knew that at least to not think of the dangers of what surrounded them, Arthur would keep on arguing about bats and dogs. And the young man wasn’t sure if he liked that idea or not.

 At least the ambient around them was more relaxed.

[khaledofavalon]

I ACTUALLY DID A THING<3

This is my sweet child Dante. This may not be the best but I haven’t practiced much, traditionally, much less on the tablet.

Still, I’m so proud of how it came out I’m sObbiNG (well, at least the drawing itself, I know I left the color on the very basic)

[khaledofavalon]

I legit forGOT ABOUT THIS SIDEBLOG

Now I want to write ! Or ! Post... Something, anything! To make this at leeaast a bit active (and practice...oh yeah that too)

But there's TWO DAYS UNTIL SCHOOL STARTS AGAIN why

God knows I'm not gonna do anything while I'm school...

guess I'll die

And try to actually write something

[khaledofavalon]

Prompt: bloody hands

Words: 1,270

(Continuation of the first prompt: stabbed)

“Where is he now?” Mael thought to himself, graving a seat in one of the small and empty tables of the busy café and checked his phone again.

Less than 10 minutes ago, he had called him to retrieve a paper he had forgotten at Mael's flat. He seemed urgent about it, so where was he?

 As if responding to his thoughts, the mobile vibrated in his hands and the screen lit up to show a message.

 A direct message. Not an inbox, not an app-sended message.

A direct message. Who did that anymore?

He looked at the dim lighted screen and read.

Then her froze in his seat for a moment. Frowning, confused and slightly worried, he read again

 “Get out go home. Danger”

 He couldn't have known that Ren wrote almost everything wrong.

That the autocorrect made him a favor were there where missing letters, where his shaking fingers couldn't touch the screen properly.

A screen now as broken and bloody as it's owner.

Mael couldn't know, but still he felt that something wasn't right.

 Putting his mobile in his pocket, he dashed outside. He stopped at the end of the sidewalk, looking all around him. The buildings, the closed stores, the brightly lit apartment's windows above his head. But he still didn't found him.

 “Ren. Where are you?” he breathed, without intending to talk out loud.

 “It doesn't matter, Ma.”

 There. Mael turned around. Nothing. But he heard him so clearly. Right next… to his ear.

 “Ren?”

 “It’s Angel”, he urged. “He was right here. He might still be around. Please. Leave.”

 “No”. Fear rose from the depths of his self, right from his soul. If he was there, if he had been there, Ren could be in serious danger. “I will ask again and you better answer. Where are you, Ren?”

 Then a pause. Mael could almost hear him hesitate. “The alley. Behind the dumpsters.”

 The alley. A building away from the café.

On his short way to the dark alley, the boy realized two fundamental facts.

 First, he finally recognized where the black-haired’s voice was coming from. The necklace Ren had gave him; it was bonded telepathically with the one he had kept, having each one an end of the link, and being able to project their thoughts to the other. He may have mentioned, but Mael forgot.

 Second, the impulsive, reckless and lack of self-preservation idiot he had for a friend, was most likely hurt or still in danger, having faced all alone the havoc that Angel was.

 Having the thought cross his mind, the younger one believed that, if Ren were actually in a bad shape, he would be able to stomach it, to help him get on his feet and take him home (or the hospital) to heal, just like he had done times before.

 But it wasn't like most times.

 Right next to the large container there was a dark shadow sitting in the dirty pavement.

His dark hair fell heavy over his eyes as he stayed still, clutching his side. His expression twisted in pain.

In the low light it was hard to see, but Mael noticed anyway. Ren's clear sweater was soaked with deep red blood, as was the floor under him.

 And the boy felt his heart sink.

 “He is dying.”

 But no. “No, shut up, I'll fix him. I'll help”, he said to himself and he kneeled in front of his injured friend, barely able to emit a sound.

 “What happened? Tell me.”

 “I… I'm sorry… I didn't- didn't know he was armed. I thought…” Ren explained in a rush, just to be interrupted.

 “Hey, don't worry. It's ok”, the younger one said, in an attempt to calm himself more than to calm the one who was bleeding out excessively.

His grayish blue eyes filled with worry when they met Ren's, but he still forced a smile. “You'll be alright, I promise. I'm here”, his hands put pressure on the open knife wound. “I'm here.”

 But Ren seemed almost calm. At least calmer than the panicking boy.

 “I know. I know, thank you.”

 He flinched at Mael's touch when he moved his hands, covering more of the injury. It burned, all of the ruptured skin; his legs were heavy with tiredness and warm blood; he was all around just tired, and beaten. He wanted some rest, to make his head stop spinning.

“Perhaps”, he said to himself, “perhaps if I just...close my eyes a bit… Maybe he won't worry, it'll be quick.”

 “Ren! No, please, don't!”

 Mael. It was Mael, in the verge of tears, holding his face with one hand.

 “Please… Don't close your eyes, ok? You have to stay awake”. And Ren's heart ached. The boy was begging, still trying to smile with tears coming down his flustered cheeks. He had never seen him like that, so desperate.

 “Yes…,” the young man muttered. “I'm sorry, I'm just… just tired. It hurts.”

 And to his surprise, the golden haired got closer to him, and kissed him carefully on his forehead. “I know. I know but please try.” Mael's forehead touching his. “I know you'll make it, Ren. I'll be here.” Another kiss caressed his skin, on top of his head, on his pale cheekbone, on his forehead again, pleading, comforting.

 And he could only smile grimly. He could tell. Mael was way more worried and scared than he was. He just didn't feel anything.

 Anything more than the excruciating pain that waved over him every second, sending shivers from his spine all over his body. It was unlike any other thing he had felt, weighing him down and messing with his consciousness.

 “Ma…? I'm...sorry, I can't… I can't stay...awake.”

 “What? No, no, no, you can, just...just, keep talking, please.”

 “It's ok.” He raised his shaky hand, reaching for Mael. Leaving scarlet traces on his pale cheeks. “I already...called for an...an ambulance. They'll be here… any moment now.”

 And even though the boy seemed to understand, Ren would be safe and well taken care of in a few minutes, he still felt unease, crushed with worry.

 Mael still answered, his eyes shone with tears and he no longer faked a smile. “Please… Don't go. Please, Ren. I'll… I'll be here. Ok? I'll be waiting for you.”

 “I know.” The young man smiled, painfully and slowly, but it was a true smile that reached his eyes, giving Ma some hope. “And I won't leave you… Not again, I swear.” 

—

The siren of an ambulance was already around the corner when Ren finally passed out, no longer in pain, but leaving Mael in panic and crying again while holding his unconscious body close to his. He didn't want to lose him. Not again.

 They took him while the boy was in shock, trying to calm himself.

 He sat in the ambulance right next to Ren while the paramedics stabilized him, watching his chest go up and down slowly and steady. “Alive”, he muttered to himself, “still alive. “

 He was paler than he had ever seen him, there were dark moons under his eyes, all of his clothes were soaked or smudged in dark blood. But he was alive.

 Mael looked down. His hands were not so different. They were shaking slightly, and they were as bloody as the injured boy's chest.

 He sighed and cleaned away the tears on his face with his wrists, in an attempt to not get even more red traces on his chin, cheeks and nose. But it was no use.

 And he stared down at the floor.

 “This will be a long night. Won't it, Ren?”

[khaledofavalon]

Prompt: stabbed

Words: 800

Mael didn’t want to go out.

Ren knew he didn’t want to go out. Not yet.

“Then why did he insisted so much?” the boy thought.

He was still unsure and afraid to leave his flat. He didn’t want to encounter Angel again. Not again. Please not again.

It wasn’t like he could just go to his little home and make his life a little hell right there. But going outside just yet made him feel exposed. Vulnerable, even more if that was possible.

But Ren had insisted. “Please, I’m just a few blocks away. And that paper is important.”

“Then why did you had it in your pocket like a grocery list, Ren?”

It didn’t matter; Mael was going to go give it to him anyway. “It’s just a few blocks away”, he said to himself. Convincing himself.

“Just a few blocks away…” He put on a sweater two sizes too big, covering the little markings he had just done on his harms and wrists with a black pen. Protection runes.

“Won’t take more than half an hour”. He took his flat keys, phone, and the glorified folded paper that the black haired had left behind after he left.

And he walked through the door.

---

The taller guy pushed him hard against the brick wall after having grabbed him by the neck of his jacket. Pain surge from where his spine hit the surface.

“Oh well, I surely wasn’t planning on this, but I’ll sure make-do with you!” Angel said in a playful and ‘God, so annoying’ tone of voice.

“You should really stop being such a pain in the ass and go fuck around somewhere else.” Ren spit out as his nose almost touched the other man’s. He could see all too well into Angel’s eyes, so empty but so full of something. Something harsh and cold.

“Aw, c’mon! You really should stop getting involved in all this”, he burst cheerfully as he got even closer to Ren. “It’s really not your business! This is between Mael and me,” the blond one’s tone went serious and dark, even if just for few seconds. “You could go home safe and sound right now if you promise me not to interfere. And I won’t hurt you, really! I won’t!”

Ren stared; his brows pulled together, blue eyes unmoving from the “man” in front of him. But he wasn’t even a man, “he’s an abomination” a thought crossed his mind, “something that could have been graceful and perfect, but now broken beyond repair, twisted, corrupted”.

“I don’t trust for shit”, he said finally as he pushed him by the shoulders as hard as he could, and took a step forward; Angel tripped on his own feet but managed not to fall. “And I will never leave his side. Not with you out there. Not even when I finally get rid of you.”

And the abomination chuckled putting his hands in the back pockets of his dark jeans.

“Oh man, you mortals are all the same. So stupid, so careless”. His eyes locked on Ren as if he was looking at a prey. They shone golden with anger and childish fun all at the same time.

“You should have accepted my offer”.

Then silver. Then black.

Then he saw his disgusting face again.

Ren felt the air come out of his lungs as he collided against the wall again and gasped.

It happened too fast. He could have sworn that Angel was unarmed. But the feeling of intense warmth in his torso said something different.

He felt to his knees still not realizing what had just happened.

“Really, I would have kept my promise; you have nothing to do in all this. You could have leaved without a scratch, but you made me do this, you just wouldn’t listen”.

Oh, right. A long, silver and scarlet dagger was all the way down inside his gut.

It stuck put from him like a badly broken bone. It looked wrong. It looked painful even if his brain hadn’t made him realize he was hurting. That his organs were being twisted.

“You know what? Let’s use this to our advantage”, Angel proposed and he searched for Ren’s phone on his jacket pocket’s. “Well, my advantage actually. I haven’t played with the boy in a while. It’ll be fun to see him weep over his useless human yet again”.

“Stop”, the younger one cried. He tried to keep the annoying fucker from getting his phone, but he soon realized that it was better to keep his hands on the open, bleeding wound. Perhaps his intestines wouldn’t fall out if he did.

“Oh hush, little thing. It’ll be alright! It’s just a quick phone call, I’ll have him come in a second, don’t worry”.

[khaledofavalon]

Weeell didn’t I completely forgot about this thing huh

It’s almost december now but because I’m a shameles thing I shall post the TWO days of whumptober I actually did

Better late than never right~? Right....?

[gingerly-writing]

Prompt #1262

The villain stopped, eyes narrowing. “Are you…limping?”

The hero looked away. Another villain had smashed their kneecap a week ago, and even their healing powers hadn’t been able to fix the damage yet. “I’m fine,” they gritted out. “Put your fists up before I sock you in the jaw.”

The villain stepped forward, hands still by their sides and concern lining their forehead. “Did someone…hurt you? Badly enough that your powers haven’t fixed it yet?”

“Shattered kneecaps suck, alright?! Now square up before I deck you.”

“Do you need to sit down? Take a break? You shouldn’t be fighting on an injury, it’s not good for you-” The villain stumbled back in shock, rubbing their jaw. “Don’t hit me when I’m trying to look after you!”

“Well don’t try to look after me when I’m trying to hit you!”

[khaledofavalon]

I'm already TWO days (or like... 2 and a half) behind the fricking Whumptober~ BUT I will go on with it, I swear to myself!

I'll also...post what I haven't posted...yeeah...I really must go do that.

My two excuses to my lazy are: University's hw, and my lovely health being a little shit<3

And that's it, thanks for coming to my TedTalk

[whumppile]

I know a very popular trope in this whump family is “I’m fine.” You know, brushing off injuries and hiding them from loved ones

But adversely in ncis la 10x1 they just had Deeks (my fav squish and usually someone who jokes around and brushes everything off) wake up from a coma with a massive headache, laying on an improvised stretcher in a broken down church in the dessert, and a few minutes later he very shakily said “somethings not right. I think I need to be in a hospital”

And ohh myyy GOODDDDD the whumperflies were amazing.

Having the character that usually reassures everyone admit that they’re seriously hurt is sooo god omg the panicked look on Kensi (his fiancés) face was amazing

[khaledofavalon]

This is honestly like 10 times better if played nicely, cuz you knooow shit is bad

[ariadnc]

Imagination: omg yes

Writing skills: wtf no

[remade01-deactivated20200115]

Fictober: soft prompts list

Anyway, I couldn’t find a fictober prompts list that I particularly liked so I put together one of my own ✨ ✨

1. Autumn/Fall

2. ‎"Look out, you idiot!“

3. ‎Fire

4. Sunset

5. ‎Camping

6. ‎"Wait? You can see me?”

7. ‎Mansion

8. Pumpkin

9. ‎Tea/Coffee

10. “Christmas.”

11. “Is that blood on your shirt?” they shrieked.

“No,” xe laughed before shrugging, “Okay… Maybe?”

12. Witches

13. ‎Tradition

14. ‎Roads

15. ‎Forest

16. ‎"That’s not how that story goes"

17. ‎ Wolf

18. ‎Neighbours

19. ‎ Family

20. ‎Skeletons

21. ‎"What do you mean I can’t eat this? …. Sooo, not even a little lick?“

22. A silly or weird curse

23. ‎Vampires

24. ‎Costumes

25. ‎Movies

26. ‎ An obscure or original mythical creature (eg. Rusalki or Qarinahs)

27. ‎Travelling

28. Shopping

29. ‎"You don’t know about ____?”

“We don’t get cable news in the Underworld.”

30. Photographs

31. “Get spooky, losers!”

Have fun, ghosties, and happy Spooky Season 👻👻

Feel free to tag me when you post, because I’d love to read what y'all come up with 🎃✨

[strangeocquestions]

If your OCs could come to life and tell you one thing, what do you think they would say?

[khaledofavalon]

Ren: why the fUCk bitch (if he knew part of his ending)

Killian : well...at least it went well, right? Thanks for -that-...~

Thomas: cannot complain !!

Dante: ... Why do I remember my childhood and the present...but nothing in the middle? (I can explain my CHILD. It's not like I've procrastinated on your story!)

Extra, Fen: (stares like she's in The Office) to hell with you.... And with me too I guess

[sstrangeprompts]

You’re a well known cartoonist. One day, an old man stops you on the street and asks you if you could draw a character that “one could truly fall in love with”. You’re not really one to take requests, but you’re not properly in a hurry, so you figure a quick sketch will do you no harm.

You use a pen to doddle a figure on a paper this man handed you, you think the drawing is kind of sloppy looking, but it represents somebody you could probably grow to love. After you’re done with the drawing, the man thanks you with a smile and walks off.

You don’t think much of this until the next day, when you wake up and find the character you drew on the old man’s paper is standing right in your living room, and they’re looking as confused as you. 

[khaledofavalon]

omg this is good

But... Maybe one day I'll write a drabble on this. Not today tho

[strangeocquestions]

I’m not a zodiac-obsessed guy or anything but I will never create a character whose birthday doesn’t align with a sign that fits their personality perfectly.

[khaledofavalon]

Honestly, the reason why like, only 4 of my oc's have actual birthday dates

[mypoorfaves]

I really like this meme, guys

[kxriandrs]

[ros--berry]

@light-it-on-fire

[minty-fresh-21]

Hhhmmmmm 

I came out here to have a good time.

And

Honestly?

I’m feeling

So

Attacked

Right now

[khaledofavalon]

Well shit