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KNOCK - KNOCK PROMPTS.

listen i recently became obsessed with the amount of television shows that have a mystery person knocking on the protagonist's door as a major finale cliffhanger, and it got me thinking, and now we have this list that a few immensely talented people helped me with! that said, we know the drill by now. DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST OR CLAIM IT AS YOUR OWN! IF YOU HAVE IDEAS FOR MORE PROMPTS SEND THEM TO ME AND I WILL ADD THEM!

[ KISS ]: sender shows up at the receiver's door and impulsively pulls them in for a passionate kiss that punctuates a lengthy slow-burn between the two.

[ WOUNDED ]: sender arrives at the receiver's door with considerable injuries, in dire need of help and emergency care that only the receiver is either trusted enough or convenient enough to provide.

[ TEARS ]: sender shows up at the receiver's door in tears and in need of comfort after a long day (or week, or month…)

[ DEFEATED ]: sender arrives at the receiver's door after having lost a considerably important battle (metaphorical or literal) and needing a place to recuperate from the loss.

[ FUGITIVE ]: sender, having just become a fugitive from the law, runs to the receiver's home in the hopes of finding shelter and safety with them.

[ GIFTS ]: sender arrives at the receiver's house with gifts for the homeowner themselves.

[ APOLOGY ]: sender goes to the receiver's house to apologize to them for a past wrong-doing (specify if you wish!)

[ DATE ]: sender arrives at the receiver's house to take them on a romantic date.

[ HANG OUT ]: sender arrives at the receiver's house to hang out with them for the day.

[ GO OUT ]: sender heads to the receiver's house to take them out for a day of fun/relaxation.

[ COLLECT ]: sender shows up at the receiver's house to collect something that the receiver has either purchased for them or borrowed from them.

[ DELIVER ]: sender shows up at the receiver's house to deliver something to them that either the sender borrowed or the receiver requested from them.

[ CONFRONT ]: sender goes to the receiver's house to confront them about an on-going problem between the two of them.

[ FAVOR ]: sender goes to the receiver's house to ask them for a favour.

[ RECRUIT ]: sender goes to the receiver's house to recruit them for an upcoming task that the sender is unable to do alone.

[ ROOMIE ]: sender goes to the receiver's house to move in with them.

[ COMFORT ]: sender goes to the receiver's house to comfort them after the receiver has a difficult time or experiences a significantly difficult event.

[ HELP ]: sender goes to the receiver's house to help them with something that the receiver is either procrastinating or unable to accomplish on their own.

[ LEISURE ]: sender goes to the receiver's house for a movie night or a game night.

[ WARN ]: sender goes to the receiver's house to warn them against doing something that they suspect the receiver is preparing to do.

[ THREATEN ]: sender goes to the receiver's house in order to threaten them.

[ REUNITE ]: sender returns to the receiver's house after having been away for a while, intending to reunite with them.

[ GOODBYE ]: sender goes to the receiver's house to say a final farewell after learning they're due to leave town, possibly for good.

[ SECRET ]: sender sneaks out to the receiver's house to meet with them in secret.

[ BAD NEWS ]: sender arrives at the receiver's doorstep to deliver some bad news to them (SPECIFY THE NEWS).

[ PARTY ]: sender arrives at the receiver's house to attend a party that the receiver is hosting.

[ NEIGHBOUR ]: sender, having just moved in next door, arrives at the receiver's house to introduce themselves.

[ ENGINE ]: sender's car breaks down in the same street that the receiver lives on, leading the sender to knock on their door to ask for help.

[ PRETEND ]: sender knocks on the receiver's door to ask them to pretend to know them for the sake of a cover story.

[ VISIT ]: sender goes to the receiver's house for a casual visit.

#{ Run Free; Prompts }#specify muse #{ House of Memories ; Posts }

URL Change

after years of keeping the same handle and with the addition of new muses,

pridexlands is now misfitprideland

#I will still be tracking both tags #pridexlands #misfitprideland #;ooc #;update #soft launch of our hellboy here

THE WAY I have not been able to regain access to this blog for well over a year because Tumblr physically would not let me reset my password or send any links to recover access. My god.

I finally got it back, and there's going to be some mild changes made. The boys will still probably be the main written characters on this blog, however, I am combining/adding my OC's from another blog to this one, just to have them all in one place and easier to access. These muses are also supernatural/in the same family and include: a medium, shapeshifter, demon, etc. Please feel free to check them out and introduce your characters to them!

For now, while I'm working on this blog transition (and like 2 of my prior partners are still here), hi. The inbox is open. It's wonderful to see you again.

#;ooc #update #oh hi guys #finally got me blog back #where's the fam at

gaybuckybarnesss

chrishemsworth: Great times filming in Mallorca

#danny #the lion #reappearing after not being able to access this blog for a year

Hangin at the bar and a wild witch comes to sit in his lap 😘 hi honey 💜

Hi, my love.

--- I've missed you, you know.

#powerof3in1 #hallirick #;answered

romanticmusings

I want to make a home for you. I want to be a home for you.

#musings; danny #powerof3in1 #hallirick #specific tag...to be found

ohisms

↪ 𝑩𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑪𝑯 . ( a collection of sentence starters from black mirror's episode bandersnatch . adjust phrasing as necessary . )

here's your tea .

sorry , i was miles away .

this is my latest .

listen , let's get down to business .

got a copy of this at home , never got around to reading it .

how do you want to go about this ?

you're ... you're interested ?

it's just that it's all in my head .

when it's a concept piece , a bit of madness is what you need .

what do you listen to ? to get into the flow .

so ... how does it work , then ?

is that the best way to work on something like this ?

nothing's perfect .

it was too ... too good to be true .

i don't know where it came from , i just said "no" .

would you like to talk about what happened with [ name ] ?

come on , [ name ] , we're going to be late .

you couldn't have known . [ name ] , you couldn't have known .

i fucking hate him for it .

the past is immutable , [ name ] .

remember- any time you need me , just pick up the phone .

is everything alright ?

you've been stuck in your room for weeks .

i can't help you if you just sit there and don't speak !

[ name ] , just ... fuck off !

you're not sleeping , you're not eating ... i'm concerned about you .

you're in the hole . in a fight with your own head .

you got anywhere to be later ?

oh , i haven't ever really -

one for you ... one for me .

it's your choice . totally up to you , don't feel pressured .

just thought i'd give you the choice .

what have you done ?

i chose for you . are you okay with that ?

people think there's one reality , but there's loads of them .

people think you can't go back and change things , but you can .

it's a fucking nightmare world , and the worst thing is it's real and we're living in it

i've given you the knowledge . i've set you free . do you understand ?

i'll show you what i mean . come with me .

do you believe me ? i'll prove it .

it wouldn't matter , because there are other timelines .

you'd die ... you'd die !

see you on the other side .

[ name ] , maybe ... you're not well .

my head is all over the place . i keep having vivid dreams .

don't see this as a setback .

just ... don't . fuck . up . there's a lot riding on this , now .

[ name ] wanted me to give you this .

your fate has been dictated . it's out of your hands .

you're just a puppet . you're not in control .

who's doing this to me ? i know there's someone there .

i know there's someone there , just give me a fucking sign !

i'm not in control ... i'm not in control . i'm being controlled .

what do i do ?

[ name ] , spit it out .

fuckin' hell , you've gone right down the hole .

so . are you gonna let me go , or are you gonna kill me ?

i'm quite enjoying this lifetime .

i know what you've been doing to me .

try again .

#;prompts #specify muse

filmesbrazil

#;danny #the one that simply will not wear the tie if he does not have to

staysaliive

Good Evening, Hallows Eve Fam

I’ve been absent from this account and RP in general over the last several months while I worked through mounds of RL shit storm. That being said, I sincerely appreciate any one of you that are still here and message me to check in from time to time.

BUT the cool thing is that Sally/Prue/Spark ( @thelcstsister / @powerof3in1 / @wclfwiife / @nascentesxmorimur ) mun and I ( @staysaliive / @pridexlands / @deathmaarch ) have a sick new apartment that we’re still unboxing and we would like to perhaps kick off Halloween by playing/potentially streaming some Dead by Daylight (Halloween & Ghostface versions) AND Left For Dead 2 tonight, if any of our beloved Tumblr family would be interested in joining us.

Thanks for sticking around, fam. We miss you peeps and wanted to say hi in a killer way. Our way. If anyone wants to join in on some killer fun drop a DM & let either of us know!

Ya spooky bitches beneath the cut:

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#;ooc #hi friends #this is a thing maybe #sup

powerof3in1‌:

“Oh pfft,” she rolled her eyes at the sentiment. He was wearing a nice shirt and she threw on an old flannel and shorts. “I didn’t know there was dress code for this meeting or I’d have worn something less…bedtime-y.”

Prue let her arms slide easily around his torso as he held her, settling in nicely against his chest as they’d always done. Prue wasn’t much of a hugger, in general, not for long periods anyway with most, but since they were younger Danny seemed to be the exception to that. She could stay here for hours. And sometimes, when they were sitting on a couch or laying in bed, she did.

Once music began to play, she couldn’t help but laugh softly into the material of his shirt. “Oh wow,” she mused, wrinkling her nose in amusement. “No, it’s–it’s lovely.” She recognized those notes being played around them. She remembered the first time she heard them live and in front of her and her chest fluttered just the same as it had that night.

Her eyes closed instinctively at his forehead kiss, the smile never leaving her lips as she opened her eyes again to look up at him. “Incredibly corny.” Prue bit her lip, head tilting to the side. “But I love it. And I love you.”

“most.”

“ Nonsense, love. You know I’ve always fancied you in those little shorts,” he teased, pointedly referring to a time or two back in their Gryffindor Common Room days. A certain little witch oh so innocently curling up before him with just a stretch here and there, taunting hidden desire between the two teens. Now was no different. Multiple years and a few children in the mix and she could still entice the beast into pinning down his prey with a simple bend at the waist. Unimportant and not the intended thought train, Danny derailed himself from that destination with a light tap to the witch’s backside and playful nip at her ear.

“Funny you say that,” he mused, meeting his witch eye glance for glance now, “because this,” a nonchalant wave to the table behind him, “there’s a tale to that, you see. That was all your daughters idea. And the garden? Also their handiwork.” He beamed a bit then, offering a light shrug in response. “I’m a bit impressed with them despite the reference of one too many Disney nights.” A hum, then. Absentmindedly humming the words to the first song he’d written for the woman long before they were married, moving with his queen to soft tempo. Step by step, just the way he’d always ensured her as a young cub that he wouldn’t do, ever. Yet here they were.

Taking his wife by the hand, he twirled the Halliwell as cheesily as possible and led her towards their flowers, dipping to pluck the one astray from the ground that he’d left there previously and placing it gently before her. “I asked them..what would be a nice thing to do for your mother, do you think? Told them you’d been under tremendous stress lately and that I planned to arrange a nice date for mum and dad tomorrow, yeh? The girls were beyond themselves ecstatic, here and there floating about in fantasy land and the boy..ehh well, he had something a little different in mind. Poor boy had no chance.” Not with those two. Two eager little girls, brimming with excitement in their chance to really impress mummy, sans their lack of ability to sit still all throughout dinner. They were fit to burst by the end, hushed with the hidden wink he tossed them during dessert. “Few hours later we had lights, music, flowers..every princess’ dream because that was what mummy deserved so that’s what mummy got.” He laughed, stooping to physically sweep the witch from the gravel she stood on and carry her towards their little gazebo. Sitting with her on his lap, arms wrapped warmly around her waist and temple rested against hers, the smirk remained. “So for tonight..you get to live in a non-cynical fairy-tale and I, under Princess law, am at your liege. Don’t take it too much for granted, now.” In jest, squeezing her thigh with one hand right in that certain jumpy spot, “but I love you too, honey. More.”

#powerof3in1 #threads ; danny #this is too cute ima go throw up #hallirick

super-sootica

Pros and Cons of making things

Pro: Thing

Con: Make

alphagodith

you summed up the struggle of all creators ever so nicely

#{ queue are just like me }

powerof3in1‌:

Their kids were the absolute best at trying to squeeze just five more minutes into their day, regardless of how tired they actually were. Especially the boy…going from sweet and pleading to negotiating right back to begging for a few more measly minutes, Mum, pleeeaaase????

Prue had to fight to keep a straight face when shaking her head, agreeing with Danny’s bedtime orders. “Nope, sorry, you heard the man. It’s bedtime for three little lions. Lookit that, your eyes are already falling shut.” She smirked, unable to hide her amusement at their protests, despite every one of them easily close to being passed out by the time they even got to their rooms. Tiny mumbles and winding pleas didn’t make it quite that far as they were basically asleep by the time their heads met pillows.

Once they’d all been peacefully in dreamland, Prue chuckled quietly meeting Danny out in the hall. “Long day for them, they had to sit still through dinner…rough life they’ve got.” She smirked again, although her train of thought dispersing rather quickly as he leant down to whisper in her ear. Slight shiver sent down the witch’s spine at the touch of his beard on her skin and his breath short to follow, voice low in her ear and like that, her knees went weak. She never could quite control that…. “What have you–” before she could finish her question though, he kissed her knuckles and sauntered off again. She shook her head and headed to the kitchen to clean up a bit for ten minutes.

Before that though, she made a pit stop to their bedroom to exchange her jeans and worn out, ratty day of mom life shirt for a softer, cozy flannel and some shorts. Heading back into the kitchen, she began piling plates and moving silverware and such into the sink and dishwasher. After about ten minutes, as instructed she headed out to the backyard and immediately, the sight took her by surprise. Making her way over to where Danny was waiting, confused yet happy smile on her lips, Prue reached to take his hands.

“Hi,” she looked around at the lights and back at him, still smiling. “Well well, don’t you look dashing as ever.”

Ah yes, there she was. Woman of the hour, right on queue. Already a bit more comfortable, he noticed. Excellent. “I’d say we clean up alright,” he chimed lightly, meeting Prue smile for adoring smile, “you especially.” He always did love a little witch in those even littler shorts. Joining her hand for hand then, strong extremities weaving warmly between slender, cooler digits as he stepped forward slowly. Splaying palm for open palm before lowering right arm to curl beneath her shoulders and ease into well practiced embrace. Front to front, her chin to his chest..just the way they’d always fallen together. Danny lingered there a moment before gesturing to their left, turning the pair slightly so as to bring about new life to her garden. Freshly watered and now glistening beneath sparkling light, the smile at his lips tugging a bit further as he look back from it..to her. “It’s not much,” he began, slipping hand into side pocket to press play as slyly as possible. Not terribly loud, still low enough to hear each other above all else but still a pleasant background. Almost immediately an acoustic guitar graced their presence, one he’s long since memorized since their years in school. A vocal-less play-through of the song he’d written Prue before he returned to school - her song, now strummed between them and he caught the little glisten in the potion masters eye. The smirk on his lips melting into that of the charming grin she’d all but taunted through their years, and he pulled her close again. Just living in this moment before showing her the rest, “just a little something to ease all’ve the stress you’ve been under.” Bowing then to leave a soft, light kiss to her forehead, nosing at that touch, “What’dyou think? Too corny?”

#powerof3in1 #threads ; danny #Hallirick #he love.

you are the absolute worst.

“Yeah, that right?” He mused, slipping the sweater from his shoulders and onto those of the smaller witch. Adjusting it just right so she could still hold onto her coffee without spilling but nestle herself into the newfound warmth. All the same the young lion lingered for a moment before pouring a fresh mug for the sleepy Halliwell, gesturing grandly with a tireless little smirk. “So you don’t want this then?” He questioned, sliding the mug out of reach before placing it gently on the counter in front of her. Taking up a spot just across on opposite stool, “just warming it up for you” he smiled, cocking a brow to get her to smile in return, “morning, little witch.”

@powerof3in1

#powerof3in1 #answered; danny #have a young hallirick #like teens #sitting in the halliwell kitchen before everyone else is awake #being teasy and cute and definitely not yet dating #right

@powerof3in1

“ Alrigh’, you know the deal. One more each and then bed, the lot of you. ” That includes you too, boy, not just your sisters. Two were complacent in their sugar fueled exhaustion, ready to crash hard into dessert comas..their son of course fought the sleepy haze like a warrior, determined not to miss a moment of family night action. Braving their ways through one last over-sized bite of mum’s berry crumble, Cowboy at their feet licking any and every crumb he could possibly manage from their decks stained floor. Then there were grumbles, tiny pleas of detest as they nestled further into their blankets, gently drifting off in the porch’s soft rope lighting. But they’d talked about this earlier. They knew the plan for tonight, even helped him set the backyard up just right for a night of deserved relaxation for their mother. So the lion lifted their two young lionesses with caution, Prue carrying their son, and together managed to lay their three cubs to rest..easier than usual, post-breakfast bribery. “And...they’re out,” he whispered, leading his wife by the hand to (as silently as possible) ease the last child’s door near closed, leaning in a bit closer to his witch once her back brushed hall wall. “honey,” he continued, slyly grazing newly trimmed beard along her upper jaw just that way that she liked, to keep his voice down, of course. “ I have something for you. Meet me outside in..say, ten minutes?” A small sweep of smooth knuckles with the tip of his thumb, then. Lifting his wife’s hand to leave a cordial kiss just atop the second set before setting back for their yard.

Ten minutes was all that he needed, if that. All day he and the kids spent arranging the yard just so, hidden well enough that Prue wouldn’t notice any immediate change but easy enough to uncover in just moment’s notice. Without hesitation Danny switched on their newest source of ambiance; garden lights leading up to the benched garden area that she liked to come settle in during the day, hanging rope lights sifted through trees extra carefully as not to be cause for concern. A small speaker connected to his phone was pre-set to a playlist of..mostly acoustics that he’d coordinated himself earlier in the day, specific songs he knew only Prue would follow reference to, just waiting to hit play. He’d lit a small fire for the two of them to keep any flying critters off, two glasses set aside for whatever Prue may choose to divulge in at this hour. Their home was plenty full in terms of wine, sparkling water, juices, coffee, what have you. This late at night, Prue could choose as she wished, even if all she wanted was a Perrier. Still he’d arranged a small platter of fruit and vegan marshmallows that they could roast at liege, the atmosphere just right for his wife to just relax and unwind. It needn’t be too fancy, Prue didn’t always want exquisite, more-so comfortable but beautiful. Just the way they’d always loved it.

Lastly, he’d shed the tee-shirt that he’d been wearing for hours upon hours. Playing with the kids, the dog, it would throw off the peaceful energy he was trying to cast. He could have used magic to set a scene, and sometimes he did, but other times he liked to just create for her with how own hands instead. His..and tiny helping ones, too. Replacing garment with a fresh black Henley, one that he knew his wife liked, he simply stood in the middle of two lit trees and waited for her to step back outside for their date to begin. “ -- hello, love. ”