Hello! If you have time, could you do a prom night/dance prompts? Thank you so much in advance! Have a nice day! ♡
It’s no problem, hope you’re having a nice day too!
Dialogue Prompts
1)"You just spike the punch?" "Yep." "Nice."
2)"Dance with me so Person A doesn't ask me to dance with them." "Remember when you ate the last blue popsicle?" "Are you kidding me right now? This is how you get back at me?" "Keep my food out of your mouth. Oh, hi, Person A! Person B's been talking about dancing with you all night!"
3)"You're a bad dancer." "Then go find someone else to dance with." "No."
4)"Okay, Person A's looking, put your head on my shoulder and giggle like I said something funny." "You know, this might be fake but this is...actually kind of nice." "Sorry, I wasn't listening, I was busy looking at A's reaction. What'd you say?" "Nothing."
5) "Dance with me." "You sure you want to be seen with someone like me." "I'm already being seen with you, idiot. Just dance with me."
6) "Put your hand on my waist." "No fucking way." "Fine, I'll lead." "That thought's even worse. Fine."
7) "You just gonna sit in the corner all night?" "Yep." "No dancing?" "Nope." "Awesome."
8) "This song sure is romantic." "Uh huh." "Would be nice if someone asked me to dance..." "Right." "Forget it."
9) "Wanna dance?" "You couldn't pay me to have you step on my feet all evening."
10) "I can't believe I lost the bet and had to come with you." "Should I get us some punch, honey?" "I've got two fists. Call me honey one more time and I'll give you some fucking punch."
11) "You know, in this lighting you're kind of pretty." "You know, with this song playing in the background you're kind of tolerable to be around."
12) "I didn't have to come to prom with you, you know, I had other options, hotter options!" "No you didn't." "Did so!" "No, you didn't. I only asked you out because Person A told me you called them crying because no one asked you." "I'm leaving." "Thought you wanted to dance." "I'll dance alone."
13) "Stop texting Person A while we're dancing together." "Person A asked B to the dance, can you believe it? B! Not me!" "Maybe you should dance with them then." "Where are you going? "Home. It's clear you don't want to be here with me."
14) "Prom's unbearable. I'm leaving." "Or we could watch Person A try to break dance incredibly close to that bowl of punch." "...five bucks says they hit it by the end of the night." "Ten says they hit it by the end of the song." "You're on."
15) "You look perfect." "Oh! Thanks, you look really good too. Very nice. Very good."
16) "You're a terrible dancer." "Teach me how to dance then."
17) "Go get me some punch." "No." "NOW." "Fine."
18) "Person A, wanna dance?" "I'd rather choke." "Person B! Would you like to dance?"
19)"So, I've been meaning to tell you this. We've been fake dating for a while now and it's been fun. Really fun actually, so I was wondering if maybe you wanted to try-" "Oh my god, Person A's walking over here. It worked, they totally want me back!" "Why wouldn't they? You're great." "Thank you for doing this for me, I know we didn't like each other in the beginning but I feel like you feel the same way about me as I feel about you now. So, yeah, I'd like to be friends too. Friends?" "Yeah. Friends."
20)"Dance with me." "Why?" "Because we have to act like nothing happened." "But something did happen." "I know that! God, don't you think I know that? But I don't want to think about it right now so can you just please fucking dance with me?"
Regular Prompts
1) A doesn't get asked to prom by anyone so B, their best friend, asks them. When A shows up they look great and despite B not wanting to go in the first place they now wants to. People stare and A, who's always liked B is shy and admits they're glad B asked them. The two slow dance and B asks if A would want to go out sometime. A happily replies yes and the two dance closer together.
2) After A is dumped by Person B, Person C, A's least favorite person feels bad and decides to help them. They get better clothes for them and find someone to do A's hair. Once A is made over C's realizing how good A looks when they're not covered up all the time and escorts A to the dance. B is jealous and spends the night staring and trying to get A's attention. A and C dance and bond over the music playing and when they dance closer during a slow song A thanks C for everything. When they pull back the two share a kiss. The two are embarrassed but soon admit they didn't hate the kiss and would like to do it again even after the dance is over.
3) A and B go to prom alone but end up sitting by each other all night and making fun of other people dancing while listening to the music on each other's phone together. When they sit close enough and touch hands the two kiss and decide to ditch prom and go get food together.
4) A and B are enemies going to prom alone but end up missing the whole thing when they get locked in a closet together. The two are close enough to the music to hear it but no one is able to hear them. The two bond over music and gossip about others the whole time. They soon realize they have a lot in common and eventually admit they're not the worst person to get stuck with. B ask A to dance and the two slow dance and eventually kiss. After realizing they don't hate it they keep going and their friends open the door to find them. They realize their texts must've finally gone through and the two are embarrassed as their friends tease both of them the rest of the night.
5) A and B go to a Halloween college party/dance with partial masks on. Despite hating each other they get along and end up hooking up. When B wakes up and realizes they slept with A they get dressed and leave. A brings up 'the stranger' with their friends talking about how great they were and how good they were in bed. B is cocky hearing this and asks if they were the best A's ever had. A's annoyed but tells them yes going on about how they want to see them again. B finds themselves wanting to be with A again too. They meet at another party and when they hook up again in the dark A asks if B's going to leave again, calling them by their name when they asks. B's shocked but replies they wont leave if A doesn't want them to. A kisses them and lays in their arms telling them to stay.
6) A and B are together but when B leaves to go to another state they realize they wont be there for prom. Despite being asked by a few people A refuses and decides to go alone. But when A gets there B is there dressed and ready with flowers asking if A will go with them.
7) A is asked to prom by someone they're not interested in in front of Person B, their ex. Their ex tells the person, Person C, that A would never be interested in them. A impulsively tells them yes and B is shocked as C leaves, excited. B tells A they don't have to pretend to like C to make them jealous. A tells them they aren't pretending and begin to match their outfit with C's. B admits they regret breaking up and tells A they want them back. A admits they miss them too and they get back together. B asks A to prom properly but A tells them they're still going with C. B is upset by this but agrees, watching them dance all night before A saves the last dance for B.
8) A and B go to prom together and it's cute and fun until zombies break in and begin killing people. A and B manage to escape with friends but soon realize they'll all have to fight to stay alive. (Bonus if none of them know how to drive/one has a permit but isn't a 'great' driver.)
9) A is forced to decorate for prom but receives help from an outcast, Person B, who takes pity on them. The two grow close despite only really knowing each other for a few weeks. Their partner, Person C, doesn't help and instead gets jealous A and B spend so much time together. They break up and B takes them to prom where A admits they're not upset about the breakup and like dancing with B better than dancing with C anyway.
10) After a bad breakup with Person A, Person B doesn't want to go to prom but friends make them anyway. They find a close friend, Person C, to dance with and when B longingly looks at A, C tells B they always thought B was too good for A but they might think that because they've always been jealous of A being with them. B looks at them and kisses C to see what it feels like. Things are awkward between them for a while before B admits they liked the kiss. C admits they did too and the two dance closer as B thanks C for bringing them to prom.
A/N: Whoops, there’s another Spike Spiegel piece. I don’t know why I have so much inspiration for this ship right now, but I keep rolling out works. I just really like them, okay?
Summary: After Jet and Faye learn Spike and Vida have been hiding their relationship.
Warnings: Implied sex, mentions of sex, probably language, Spike being a quiet sweetheart and probably ooc
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Jet eyed Spike as Vida leaned over the back of the couch to say something to him. Spike smiled at her and didn’t wave her off when she leaned over to kiss his cheek. It was too weird to see Spike like that, but he was happy for his friend. All those years of that Julia woman hanging over him landed Spike into the arms of a different kind of woman.
“Jet?”
The burly man blinked, eyes falling on Vida.
“You all right?”
“Just thinking.”
“About what?” Vida tilted her head to the side, her hair spilling over the couch within Spikes reach after he stretched out. He twirled a lock around his finger as his eyes drifted to the television monitor.
“I’m still getting used to you two like this.”
Ever since he and Faye found out, Spike and Vida quit hiding. Vida leaped into his arms as a greeting, she’d crawl on top of him to nap when he was lying on the couch, and she started openly kissing him in various places. Spike didn’t seem to mind the attention from her though. His reward for participating in the PDA was well worth it. The weird looks from Faye and Jet didn’t phase him.
“Why?”
Jet shrugged. “The way you act makes sense. Spike... you’re different.”
“People change, Jet. You should know that better than any of us.”
Vida stood straight, her hair slipping away from Spike’s hand. “He’s really no different. He’s still an ass when he wants to be.”
Spike pushed hair out of his nose. “And you’re still a brat.”
“I just...” Jet paused, “were you and Julia like this?”
Vida’s eyes dropped to Spike.
He shrugged. “Does it matter?”
“You don’t seem the type.”
“Different women need different things, I guess.”
Vida smiled at her man. “Constant attention needed over here.”
“You’re exhausting.”
“Says the one who doesn’t let either of us sleep most nights.”
Jet groaned. “Stop! Please!”
“How does that even work anyway?” Faye asked when she strolled into the room. “Spike’s at least 6′ and you’re not even 5′.”
Vida pursed her lips glancing toward Spike’s amused face. No one had the right to know their height difference made their nights together much better. A lot was possible.
“That is none of your business,” she finally said, smirking at Faye. “You all right there, Jet?”
His face was an awful shade of green, his eyes looking everywhere but her and Spike. “I need some air.” He got up and left.
“Wow,” Faye chuckled. “If I knew Jet fled at sex talk, I would have brought it up all the time.”
“Hopefully, without Ed around, right?”
“Eh.”
“You wouldn’t care if she started shouting out your sexual encounters at random times because she doesn’t know any better?”
“Who said I’d talk about mine?”
“If she comes back, don’t you dare tell her. Not if she doesn’t understand what it is, okay? She’ll be traumatized when she figures it out.”
Faye kicked back in a chair. “Who’s to say she doesn’t already know? She is on a computer a lot. Everything at her fingertips.”
Frowning, Vida put her chin on her arms as her eyes fell to Spike’s hand resting on his stomach. Ed was still naive in her mind, but Faye was right. She probably knew more about private matters than anyone. Who knew what kind of hackable information she came across that was someone’s porn collection?
“Faye,” Spike said, warning in his voice. It pulled Vida out of her depressing thoughts.
“All right. Geez. Sorry for bringing it up.
Vida reached down to squeeze Spike’s hand before walking out of the room with heavy thoughts. She never expected the thought of Ed knowing about adult situations to hit her so hard. Edward seemed so... innocent.
She didn’t want to go to her room or Spikes where the memories of their nights together would fill her troubled mind. She also didn’t want to come across Jet who was trying to avoid her - at least for a little while. So, Vida found herself climbing into Spike’s Swordfish, pulling her knees to her chin in the pilot seat.
Spike found her there about 20 minutes later. He leaned over the side of the cockpit. “You okay?”
“My image of Ed has been shattered to bits.”
“She’s still Ed.”
“I never want her to lose her sweet innocence.”
“She has to grow up, you know. Can’t be a kid forever.”
“I know... but she makes the serious things - the scary things - better. Being an adult... doing what adults do kills that.”
Spike sighed. “Get up.”
Vida obeyed and watched him climb into his ship, taking a seat. He pulled her back to him, setting her on his lap before strapping both of them in. The Swordfish started up and Spike flew it out of the hangar.
The Bebop had once again made its weekly stop on Mars, planning to depart the following day.
“Where are we going?”
“Away.”
“Wow. I never would have guessed. Where?”
“Do you trust me?”
Vida was terrified by how much she did. “Yes.”
Spike left a kiss on the back of her head not knowing her heart skipped and her stomach leaped into her throat. Instigating affection was not Spike’s sort of thing.
The Alba City tower appeared on the horizon, making Vida glance back at Spike. The last time she recalled being in Alba City was to prevent a virus from killing the population. Vida spent a lot of her time helping Jet and getting planes in the sky to help keep the virus from spreading.
Spike landed in a hangar, helped Vida out of the Swordfish, and started guiding her through the streets. She remembered he spent a lot of time roaming Alba City looking for leads.
They found themselves mingling within the crowd on Moroccan Street. Spike kept going, leading her through alleys and busier walkways. She was at a loss as to their location.
Eventually, they came up to a store filled with pottery, clocks, and other homemade knick-knacks. Vida looked at Spike with an eyebrow raised. He shrugged as if he didn’t know why he brought her there.
Before either of them could speak, an old man came out of nowhere holding a clock made of random mechanical parts. It was cute. And the man handed it to Vida insisting it was perfect for her. He refused to acknowledge her refusal to take it knowing she’d have to pay. Then the man disappeared through a maze of shelves.
“What... just happened?”
“Come on.” Spike nudged her out the door, the clock still in her hands.
Vida stared at the clock while they sat outside a little cafe. She had tea in front of her while Spike had water - not really interested in it.
“Why do I have this now?” she asked, setting the clock on the table. “Did you know that would happen?”
“I had a feeling something would happen. Remember that vase that was perfect for me?”
“Really? You got that there? But how does he know?”
He shrugged.
“Does he get paid for anything?”
“Probably.”
Vida stared at the clock a few seconds longer and gazed over at Spike, tilting her head a little. “Thank you.”
“You needed to get out.”
“I appreciate you noticing.”
“Different women need different things,” he said, lighting a cigarette.
“How different am I from Julia?”
“Very.”
“Is that a good thing?”
“Does it matter?”
She sipped her tea. “Humor me. I’m not the usual woman you go for, right?”
Spike rested his chin in his hand when he leaned over the table. “No, you're not. Yet here you are.”
“How am I different than her?”
“You talk too much.”
“I already knew that.”
“Needy, emotional... clingy.”
Vida frowned. “None of that sounds positive...”
“Do you want me to keep going?”
She nodded.
“You... care about people. You go out of your way for anyone. You smile more. Your hair... isn’t blonde.” Spike scratched his head. “Is that enough?”
By then, a smile grew on Vida’s face. Even though Spike was clearly uncomfortable, he tried.
“Better?”
Vida got out of her seat and made herself comfortable on Spike’s lap. She pulled what was left of his cigarette out of his mouth, dropping it on the ground for him to put out. She kissed him firmly, draping her arms on his shoulders. “Better.”
He squeezed her hip.
“Should we go back?” Her lips trailed along his jaw and neck.
“Whatever you want to do.”
“Will you go with anything I suggest right now?”
“Probably.”
She smiled against his throat before leaving a chaste kiss on his lips. “Come on.”
•••••
Vida hiked her leg over Spike’s and rubbed her face against his chest. She sighed in her sleep when he touched her arm that laid over him. After an adventurous tryst in the Swordfish before returning to the Bebop, Vida promptly took a shower and then curled up next to Spike on the couch. She was out in seconds.
Spike looked at Vida’s hand, fingers twitched now and then. Her fingers grasped his shirt when he rubbed her arm softly. She was interesting to observe while she slept.
“Where’d you two go?” Faye asked as she meandered into the room, leaning on the railing of the stairs.
“Alba City.”
“Really? There’s not much there for fun.”
He shrugged. “She doesn’t need the same kind of fun as you, Faye.”
The violet-haired woman watched Vida tilt her head back, sliding off of Spike’s chest and onto his shoulder. He looked at her and one corner of his mouth quirked up. She had a feeling if she wasn’t in the room with them, he would have left a kiss on Vida’s forehead.
“You feel something deep for her, don’t you? Deeper than Julia.”
He didn’t say anything or meet her eyes.
“I would even call it love, Spike.” Faye sighed dramatically. “The woman who bothers you the most won your chilly heart. What a romance story!”
“You’re annoying.”
Faye turned to leave. “And you’re in love.”
Spike closed his eyes, focusing on the movement of his hand on Vida. When she mumbled in her sleep and scooted closer, he looked at her. Even in her sleep, her lips turned up in a smile.
As much as didn’t want to admit it, Faye wasn’t completely wrong. Vida stirred something within him Julia never could. He didn’t know how she did it, but he was drawn to Vida. He let himself be taken with her.
Maybe he did love her. Maybe the kind of woman he didn’t go for was exactly who he needed. Maybe he’d tell her one day. But like with everything, Spike shrugged and thought whatever happened, happened. And if that meant Vida, well, that was just fine.
Trevor could never be a little/sub because he’d just wind up sobbing in his daddy's arms, demanding constant attention and relentlessly play the brat just so he’d be punished with being sent to bed which would always end in Mike having to snuggle him to sleep less he wake up and start crying again.
“Are you gonna be a good boy for daddy?”
“I dunno....IS DADDY GONNA LEAVE ME AGAIN!???!” ‘sobs hysterically’
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If she closed her eyes and focused on his voice, she could imagine she was back in his little bedroom at Medda's, lying with her head on his chest as he talked. She could imagine the smell of the ocean drifting in from his open window, the pounding of feet as his siblings ran up and down the stairs. She almost fell for it.
"Katherine?" His voice crackled over the line, and she was brought sharply back to reality.
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a sort-of sequel to "summer heat, boy and girl meet" no one asked for
