#short drabble

[f1-disaster-bi]

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Lewdo pride/proud

Seeing him standing there, on the top step of the podium where he belonged, had Lando filled with an overwhelming pride.

His own success was forgotten in the beauty of watching Lewis shine.

Lando was just grateful to be standing here next to him. To be able to be on the podium with him, watching the way his eyes shimmered with tears and his smile threatened the sun with how bright it was.

He knew that when he cornered Lewis later, he would taste the champagne from the poodium on his lips and it sent a thrill down his spine.

For now, Lando settled with watching him reclaim the perch that always had been his and basked in the glow of his smile when their eyes met and Lewis's giggle was all he could hear over the sounds of the crowd and the anthem.

There would be time to celebrate later.

Now it was time to watch Lewis shine.

[dan-x3]

diagnosing robby with c-ptsd (read: projecting my own c-ptsd onto robby)

robby’s stood in the kitchen and its just after sunrise. the shadows are still long and his coffee is steaming. robby is stood in the kitchen andhes somewhere else entirely. robby knows, he knows, hes in the kitchen before work. hes split between the kitchen and the bathroom at his mom’s apartment. he can hear the paramedics like theyre underwater, asking if she’s breathig, telling him how to put her in the recovery position. he can see the shadowy mould around the shitty bathroom fan in the corner of his eyes. robby is panicking nonetheless, because he isnt there anymore— but he *was*. he found it all lain out before him; the vomit, the white tiles, the small frame of his mother. she was curled up like a cat who hd run away to die alone. except she wasnt alone, she had robby. robby who was in his kitchen just after sunrise. the shadows are still long and his coffee is steaming.

[kikibeam143]

the alternative

"Love is a risk, but what's the alternative? Maybe sleeping at night all alone, going it all on my own- Love is a risk, but what's the alternative? When the planet keeps spinning around, I'll be somewhere missing out"

Ever since you were a teen you were terrified of being in a relationship. How ironic considering the fact you were a hopeless romantic. Maybe it was because of seeing so many relationships that seemed happy falling apart, maybe it was because of your friends coming to you crying about how they broke up with their partners. You wouldn't know.

So of course, dating for the first time was a mess. You had kept your own feelings bottled up and never decided to explain, too afraid that he would think you were weird or that he would push you away. Except telling him nothing led to your relationship falling apart.

After that you decided to not date ever again. You didn't want what happened to happen again. You were too afraid.

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And yet you somehow fell in love again. This time with someone you considered a friend. He treated you well. With patience, with kindness, and yet you were still scared. Especially because he was the type of boyfriend so many people wanted.

Said relationship ended, except this time on a decent note. He had noticed that you weren't opening up to him and he knew that he wasn't your match. You had tearfully given him closure as to why you couldn't open up. And he never blamed you, just giving you a tight hug while rubbing your back as you wept.

You wished him all the best.

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After your 5th relationship you had given up. Especially when the 5th one only dated you because he thought he could "fix you" as if you were a broken toy. Not a person who needed time to heal. And so that had made you realize that you were not meant to date. Maybe in the future, but not now. You had been loved by many and yet you couldn't love back, no matter how much you wished to.

And it hurt.

[thankswee]

My existence is ruse

My phone my foley

Sadness too deep

For my love to carry

Still o my heart

Never heard that one

Always to carry

Still I long still I love

Still I cry still I smile

Still I hate till I die.

[gerardwaysdoll]

does anyone else wonder what it would be like to hold Gerard’s hand (basically short hc? idfk)

💕 it would be calloused and slightly warm, and he would keep a firm grip on you at all times

🪽He would also love to interlock fingers (makes him feel closer)

💕If you had rings on he would caress them softly, along with your fingers

🪽“I won’t let go of your hand, baby. Promise.”

[redaresss]

For the Drabble list, #22 for Zea and Davrin please?

Thank you so much. Drabble list here.

22. "Not a real thing, I'm afraid."

I had way too much fun with this lol.

Zea was sitting on her couch resting her busted knee on the coffee table and watching some animal show about nugs and how they would make great companions with cats. Assan curled up, sleeping next to her. Davrin had just plopped down next to her with a bowl of popcorn and two bottles of water.

"Are those nugs?" Staring at the screen as he handed her one of the bottles.

"Yup."

"Thought they died out centuries ago."

"They did. This is what if extinct animals came back but small enough to be pets."

"Nugs were already small pig things." Grabbing a handful of popcorn. "Better question, which one would you pick?"

"Griffons." Taking a sip of her water. Davrin narrowed his eyes at her.

"Those are not a real thing, I'm afraid."

"Says who?" Zea shot back taking her own handful of popcorn before shoving it in her mouth.

"Have you ever heard of anyone discovering griffon bones or anything?"

"Just because no information has be found on them, doesn't mean they never lived." Placing her hand back in the bowl. "Next you're gonna say dragons weren't real." Davrin's hand hovered over the bowl as he looked at Zea incredulously.

She busted out laughing which startled Assan awake. In his mad dash to distance himself from Zea's loud guffaw, he knocked over the popcorn bowl. Clattering to the ground. The couple stared at each other for a moment.

"This was your fault." Davrin's eyes went wide.

"Oh yea?" He leaned over and began tickling her in the one spot he knew she was.

"Ah no fair I can't run. Stop." Her protest lost on the winds of laughter that filled the small loft.

Dividers by @/pixopix

[redaresss]

Hiiii, I'm here with a drabble prompt! Perhaps something with Ulrike for 13?

Thank you. Drabble list here.

13. "Let's play a little game, shall we?"

This was a little hard as I was trying not to spoil anything I have planned for Rook week. But I got something.

Sitting alone as he was known to do, Ulrike read a book. Nothing that grabbed his attention. But a short elf making her way towards him, peeked his interest. Especially when he truly realized that she was, indeed, heading towards him.

"Are you Ulrike?"

"Uh. Yes?" The short elf sat next to him on the bench just outside a lecture hall and stared.

"You're like me…" She tilted her head to the side, greens pierced his red. "But not."

"If you mean an elf-" She sucked her teeth, waving her hand dismissively.

"No. Nothing so simple. You're not…alive, are you?" Ulrike swallowed hard. Placing his book down on his lap. Staring at her unreadable face as he pondered his response.

"It's…complicated."

"Oh if you are, no worries. I was too." It was Ulrike's turn to tilt his head.

"Was?" She laughed before clasping her hands together in front of her.

"Oh I got it. Let's play a little game, shall we?" Ulrike blinked once then twice. A wide smile snapped across his face as chuckled softly.

"I do like games. Though I'm not any good."

"Do not worry, Ulrike. It's a simple game of information."

"Hmm. Perhaps you can start by sharing your name?" The girls eyes went wide.

"Oh my, forgive me. I'm Nona." She held her hand out towards him. And he, gladly, took it

"Pleasure to meet you Nona."

Hope you don't mind me using Nona for this.

[redaresss]

18. "What a catch you are."

Any pairing

Yay thank you. Drabble list here

I worry I get Fenn wrong but This popped in almost immediately after reading the prompt.

It was hot out and Fenn needed a new, cooler outfit. More so, she wanted a new outfit and wanted Zea to tag along.

One, two, three, different stores with nothing to show for it until Fenn gasped. Clutching Zea hands, she dragged her large girlfriend to the next shop.

Zea sat in the waiting area of the dressing room, giving her opinion on every crop-top/skirt combo or baggy t-shirt/short-shorts. Fenn would come out of the changing room, pose in front of the mirror a few times and turn to Zea.

"Well?" A simple red crop-top and low rise blue jeans.

"Thought you wanted something cool?"

"This is cool. Better yet, it's comfortable. So again, well?"

"I like it."

"You like everything I wear." Zea smirked.

"Is that bad?" Fenn turned back to the mirror, posing once more.

"No. I'm a catch." Zea stood up, moving closer, she wrapped her arms around Fenn's waist. Planting a kiss behind her ear.

"And what a catch you are."

Dividers by @/pixopix