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"Well, isn't that sweet. You made a friend! And it appears they made you weak."
"Weak?"
"I mean... The old you would have known better than to bring prime blackmail material right under my nose."
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"Well, isn't that sweet. You made a friend! And it appears they made you weak."
"Weak?"
"I mean... The old you would have known better than to bring prime blackmail material right under my nose."
prompt #150
"Don't you understand?! It's never going to be safe to love me. It's never going to be safe to even try."
Prompt 150
“Darling,”
Hook.
“have I ever told you,“
Line.
“how much I want you to be mine?“
And sinker.
Katniss + Peeta idiots to lovers, modern au best friends secretly pining for one another. Ever the dynamic duo and short on cash, they decide to participate in a couples study. Who's the therapist? (Haymitch?) At what point does the therapist assigned to them realize they aren't even together? And does the therapist realize one or both is in love with the other? Big bonus points for a "It's you. It's always been you." moment.
Thanks for the prompt, @lovely-tothe-bone
Everlark Fic Exchange 2021. Prompt 150
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Prompt #150
One always speaks the truth, one only tells lies, both are sarcastic as fuck. Good luck figuring out which is which.
Drabble challenge: Noctis with 150 (custom). "You can't sleep? It's okay, come here."
Since they’re pretty similar, i just bunched them together as on request. Hope you’re okay with this anons!
PROMPT 150: “You can’t sleep? It’s okay, come here.”
WORD COUNT: 863
Night had cast it’s shadow across the plains of Eos. Another long day on the road had come to a close, and the prince and his loyal companions had finally submitted to their hours of much needed rest. However, such wasn’t the case for you. Sleep had left you the moment you entered that small cramped tent. Not only was it uncomfortable, but the current thunderstorm which surrounded the camp sites exterior only made it harder for you to fall asleep. The sound of rustling leaves being whipped by the howling wind, raindrops pelting against the tent’s roof, and the crashing claps of thunder entered your ears at every waking moment. Even the snoring from Gladiolus which you had been accustomed to hearing every night seemed to be more quiet than the very noises you were hearing.
All you wanted was a good night’s rest. However the night was not in your favor. The scary stories which were shared outside the campfire only moments ago weren’t helping with your current situation either.
“It’s okay [Name], it’s just the wind.” you whispered to yourself, squeezing your eyes shut. “Just go to sleep, go to sleep…” However another loud crash of thunder sounded from outside, causing you to yelp in fright. You quickly covered your mouth in hopes to silent your short scream, however the sound of your frightened voice did not go unnoticed by a certain Prince who was lying close beside you.
“[Name]?” he whispered. “Are you okay?”
You froze from hearing Noctis’ voice. For someone who slept the most out of the group, you were surprised he was awake. “I-I’m fine.” you whispered back. “The thunder just shocked me a little.”
“You can’t sleep?” Noctis asked.
“Not really…” you replied. “With the others being so loud.” But you were only referring to the sounds outside.
The Prince chuckled. Reaching out he then placed his hand on your arm. Even for a small touch, it was comforting. “It’s okay, come here.”
“No, Noct. I’m okay—” However, before you could protest, Noctis reeled you in, and pulled you into his chest, his arm hanging loosely around your waist. Your cheeks instantly flared at the close contact you and the young prince were sharing. “Y-You really don’t need to do this Noct.” you stammered. “I-I’m fine, really.” The moment those words left your mouth, another loud clap of thunder sounded, causing you to yelp.
“Doesn’t look it.” Noctis chuckled at the sight of your cowering form. “To think you’re still scared of thunderstorms after all these years.”
“I’m not scared!”
“Says the one who was practically whimpering in fright since the storm started.” Noctis chuckled. “This brings back memories. Remember when I use to have to hug you to sleep every time there was a storm.
“Yeah, when we were kids!” you furrowed your brows. “We’re grown adults now Noctis! We can’t be doing this anymore. Plus, you’re getting married soon.” With you hands you attempted to pull yourself away, but the hold Noctis had around your form tightened, reeling you in until you were pressed against his chest. “Noctis!” you exclaimed under your breath.
“Not yet..” he suddenly whispered.“I’m not a married man yet…” he said again.
“But soon you will be….” you whispered back, the words tugged painfully at your heart.
“Not if I find someone else.” Noctis said.
You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “Yeah, and who will that be, Noct?” you glanced up at him in question.
“You.”
“W-What!?”
A laugh sounded from Noctis, soft but still loud enough for you to hear. “I’m just kidding with you, [Name].”
A frown pulled at your lips. “Shut up!” you hissed, hitting him lightly on the chest. “That’s not something your should be joking about.” However unbeknownst to him, the warmth of your cheeks heightened, as well as the beating of your heart. You just hoped Noctis wouldn’t notice.
Noctis laughed again. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! But technically, we did get married. Remember? That one time in the garden?”
“Of course I remember.” you said. The crown he made for your out of flowers, and the vows you exchanged of a childish promise.The memory, though so long ago still rests vividly in your mind. “But we were kids then, that was nothing but pretend.” But you wanted nothing more than to relive those memories again.
“Of course.” Noctis chuckled. “I’m sorry I have to leave you, dear wife.”
You too laughed lightly. “It’s okay, you made a horrible husband anyway.”
“Now, that’s just mean. [Name].”
You both laughed, this time struggling to keep your quiet. But thinking back on those memories of childhood, it caused a sudden pull at your heart. It was then did it occur to you, that after this journey on the road was finally over, everything was going to change. You wouldn’t be that little girl with the flower crown anymore, nor the bride he was going to exchange those childish promises.
“Noctis.” you called his name softly.
“Hmmm?” Noctis hummed in question, his eyes were closed but your voice was still crystal clear.
Biting down on your lip in hesitance, you glanced up at the said royal. “I….” however the words never left your lips. You were nothing more than a childhood friend to him, and such would never change, no matter how much you wished it would. “Don’t worry. Good night Noct.”
“Good night [Name]…”
DRABBLE CHALLENGE || REQUESTS CLOSED
Everlark based on the movie Blast from the Past starring Brendan Frasier and Alicia Silverstone. Peeta’s family lives in a bomb shelter for an extended period of time and he has to leave and venture out by himself with no knowledge of the current world. He hires Katniss to help him out and they fall in love. (Rough summary!) Rated M/E would be spectacular!
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Everlark Fic Exchange 2020. Prompt 150
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Prompt #150: “Трудно быть оргом” 5 работ
Тема: Трудно быть оргом. Описание темы: Как прекрасно знают все брони, чтобы какое-то мероприятие состоялось — нужны инициативные люди, которые его задумают, подготовят и проведут. Без этого не будет даже самой скромной сходочки, а тем более конвентов… и Табуна, на котором вы сейчас читаете эти строки. Да и в сериале проблемы подготовки разных праздников и торжеств освещались не раз. Та же Пинки Пай занимается организацией вечеринок с самой первой серии. Настала пора раскрыть трудности пони-организаторов в работах наших уважаемых авторов!
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