So, I thought that for my 200 follower celebration I should open up requests again (this is a horrible idea considering i get back to classes on the 28th). So here we are! 20:03
And no, I'm not reusing some of my fav prompts of my old prompt list. 20:03
Prompt list
Dialogue
A. We may be angry at each other but that doesn't mean I can't say I love you before going to work.
B. Nothing is happening between us, ever.
C. Is it so hard for you to believe I love you?
D. I just need to tell you before you go.
E. I thought you weren't happy, so I let you go.
F. I know you don't want to talk to me but have a good day today, now you can proceed to ignore my existence again.
G. You can't just say that, disappear and expect me not to act on it.
H. Don't cry, you know I'll cry if you cry.
I. I know I should not feel like this, but I do.
J. I guess we are both disappointed now, huh?
K. I am too drunk for this shit.
L. I am certainly not drunk enough.
M. You just can’t be gone for three years and hope I will still be waiting for you.
N. Do you remember that time you swore you weren't going to date me? Oh shut up.
Ñ. Is it so hard for you to understand I love you and not them?!
O. This is not just a fucking friendship.
P. I know were are not friends... or anything like that, but I'm just one call away for anything you need.
Q. I think we both can tell it was not one of my brightest moments.
R. I don't care what other people think, I only care about you.
S. You are already here, just stay the night.
T. Coward. / I think intelligent is the words you are searching for.
U. I'm joking but if you want me not to then I'm not.
V. I could've left all this time if I wanted to, but I chose to stay,
X. I just apparently love you so much I feel like crying sometimes.
W. What are we?
Y. When did we fall out of love?
Z. If you walk out that door you are not welcomed back.
Situational
1. Falling for your niece's handsome teacher.
2. Maybe-I-didn't-hate-you-as-much-as-I-though kind of love.
3. I've loved you for so long I never noticed and just tried filling up the space you weren't.
4. We see each other on the bus/train everyday but we never talk.
5. You come very week to my flowershop to buy the same three flowers.
6. Me (an empath) sensing you dislike me so I will partner us up on a project.
7. You are so so pretty I can't help but stare and you caught me.
8. Falling for a stranger who's common in your life.
9. Your brother's best friend is kinda cute.
10. When in need of a date, your only option is your friend's friend, who annoys your existence.
New (3) unread messages:
Feel totally free to just frop by my asks and bend this prompts in any type of AU you would like, from florist and college to the goddamn zombie apocalypse, from the fluffiest tooth-rotting shit to the most heart breaking angst, anything. 21:03
I will write for any of the fandoms I have in my masterlist. 22:03
I still won't write smut tho. 22:03
And I'm in liberty of denying any requests that make me uncomfy 23:03
Oh, and y'all can just drop by your own scenarios 22:03
Request: “Hi!!! Can you do #38 with merry brandybuck x fem!hobbit reader ?” by anonymous.
Prompt 38: “Hey, breathe.”
Word count: 1.2k
Summary: After stressing her guts out, Merry comes back to the Shire and visits her favourite female hobbit, not ready for the scold she had prepared.
A/N: MY FIRST REQUEST, AHHHH *not me panicking*. Hey Anon! I hope you like it and I really hope this is what you wanted (you should know from now that if you don’t specify, my imagination blows). I’m so sorry this took so long.
The sun was shining high up like every single day, the yellow rays of sunlight reflecting on the colorful petals of the flowers that decorated the shire, especially on the even yellower petals of the sunflowers she had on her garden. But it was not the same, it has not been the same for the last 6 months since the hobbit she liked apparently disappeared from the Shire with his friends to do who knows what.
Her front door had just closed as she finally finished taking care of her sunflowers and dahlias as she usually did on Monday mornings before going to help Mr. Proudfoot with his garden.
“Hey ho, to the bottle I go...” She sang under her breath while her hands she washed and her clothes she changed, the smell of the pie she had in the oven fulfilling her hobbit house. “...to heal my heart and drown my-”
She snapped her head up, her singing being interrupted by a knock at her door. “Just a minute!” She shouted, drying her hands in her dress as she approached to the door, three more knocks against it. “I said, give me a minute.” She muttered once she opened the door, being met with the biggest hug she has ever received. “What in the-” A small chuckle made her stop on her words.
Hold on, she knew this little chuckle. “Merry?” She whispered, pulling back enough to see his best friend’s face in front of her, not giving him a second before she hugged him back. “I was so bloody worried for you, you cannot just leave like... wait, I should be mad at you.” She pulled back again, this time with a frown all over her face.
“Uh-oh” Merry thought to himself, he knew this look in her face and he should be running by now, no, he should’ve started running long moments ago.
“Before you get mad at me-”
“Oh Merry, I’m already mad at you.” She said, a single eyebrow raised in her face while she scanned his; some already healed scratches and cut all over his features. “Really mad.” She said, closing the front door behind him and in that moment, Brandybuck knew he was screwed.
“Hey-”
“Don’t you ever dare to go away without notifying again, ever. I was so bloody worried about you. You just left without sending a letter, leaving a note; you didn’t even say goodbye or told someone where you were going? We are best friends Merry; and I did not worry the blood out of my veins for you to come back and just act like nothing happened, like you never leaved.” She interrupted, rambling months of worry and madness without taking a break to breathe between words. “Not even your family knew what happened to you. Some even though the river washed you away and you drowned! And now I’m getting out of what I wanted to say...”
“Yeah, pretty much, but y-”
“Oh I have not finished Merry Brandybuck. What in the world were you thinking when you decided to ran away with Pip?! Because it was certainly with that Took that you ran away, who else would you escape to god knows where? And after all that, you just come in my home and say-” Her words were interrupted when her friend took her hand in between his and pull her close enough to kiss her lips, the only convincing way to shut her up.
Her small hobbit hands stayed still and tensed for a few moments just before travelling to his jawline as she kissed him back with the same softness and love he was trying to express to her through that simple yet risky gesture. The kiss was simple, not too complicated or over the boundaries, still, that kiss was the very first kiss the both shared, both of them confessing to one another without words in need to be said. The kiss finished and both hobbits stood there, in shock but with happiness overflowing their systems, the blonde thought he could be dreaming again and would wake in the forest or in Gondor.
His eyes slowly opened and they danced around her features, taking in the sweet smell of her skin and the way it shined against the sun's rays that beaming past the window’s glass touched her skin with such grace she looked even angelical, like a total work of art.
“Hey, breathe.” He whispered once they pushed away from each other but still stood together, faces a few inches apart. “I missed you too.” He finally mutters, a wide smile on his face while his cheeks tainted on shades of pink like the dahlias outside her window. “It... It is really cute from you to worry about me.” He says, taking her hand again in his, his thumb slowly tracing figures in the back of her hand. “Wait... do I smell raspberry pie?” He looks around, identifying the smell from even a mile away.
“The pie!” Her eyes widen, leaving Merry’s side to rush over the kitchen. “Oh thank god it did not burnt.” She sighed with relief once the pie was out of the oven, her friend staring at her from the kitchen door. “You want some pie?”
“Of course I want pie, Y/N, when have I not wanted pie.” He smiled, sitting on the table as she made some tea, pinching his fingers in nervousness of what just happened at her front door. “About the kis-”
“I like you Merry, a lot.” She mutters, making the blonde fun-sized-man to choke on his own words.
“You do?” He says in an almost whisper, afraid he is actually dreaming, again. “I- I mean, I like you a lot too Y/N, I just didn’t think about you feeling the same way I did.”
“You actually think I would’ve kissed you back if I didn’t like you? Where is your mind Merry? I remember you were smarter. Did you hurt your head?” She playfully smiles at him, igniting butterflies inside him just as she handed a cup of tea in front of him. “By the way, you still need to tell everything that happened the last months in your ‘adventure’ or whatever that was.”
“I will, I promise.” He smiled, staring in awe at the portion of pie she handed him in a plate. “Just let me eat this first, I missed your pies a lot too.”
“Alright, but hurry, I got to help Mr. Proudfoot with his garden.” She said, sipping from her own cup of tea as she sat across him in the table.
As he practically devoured the pie in the plate in front of him the hobbit woman stared at him, still taking in that the hobbit she liked -and probably even loved- was safe, back in one piece and potentially as mad for her as she was for him.
The blonde’s gaze looked up from his plate, gifting her a raspberry-covered smile before continuing, she smiled back at him, unable to help herself to laugh at the sight of him overreacting over a piece of pie, acting like he was melting in the chair as a long and pleased hum left his mouth. Both of them knew only Merry Brandybuck could be this dramatic over a piece of raspberry pie, but it was his girl’s raspberry pie.
could you please do platonic samwise x sister!reader with prompt #32 where reader has a crush on merry but is too shy to talk to him so she's sulking in her room and sam notices and comforts her while she cries?❤️🐌
Im so sorry it took too long and then i forgot to like, answer the ask after i posted it, you can read it here. Or you can find it in my masterlist under the title Little Teacup.
