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Drabble Prompts (nsfw and sfw mixed)

Because we don't have enough of these wandering around.

Surprise: My character throws yours a birthday/anniversary/promotion celebration without yours knowing.

Oh!: One of our characters walks in on the other during a private moment.

Breakfast: The morning after for our characters - awkward or natural?

Take me to the Stars: My character takes yours on the trip of a life time.

Help me Obi-wan: Our characters roleplaying (in bed or with dice, choice up to the prompter)

Dancing with me: There's no music, and no one else in the restaurant is dancing, but the muse just won't let up, they wan to dance - does yours watch or join?

I don't want you to go: Sometimes relationships are pulled apart by the smallest thing. One of our characters is moving out, the other tries to convince them to stay.

Stay with me: There was an accident, both our characters are injured, one more gravely than the other. Write about one trying to keep the other awake on the ride to the hospital.

Prince and the Pauper: Our characters grew up on either side of the economic divide, yet still care for one another, write about the ups and downs of the relationship.

I miss you: A letter from my character to yours, detailing how they miss them and need the other home.

You've been gone so long: My character has died, and yours is mourning their loss still, years later.

The First time all over again: Our characters have been apart for a good deal of time and are reconnecting romantically.

Gotta hide: Your character is a serial killer, and after my character's blood.

Swimming with the fishes: My character is drowning, and yours is desperately trying to save them - with no luck until the very end.

Kiss the rain: Our muses were fighting and one started crying, the other stops yelling and starts comforting.

Surf's up: Feeling bold, our muses visit a nude beach, and do a little more than just bare all in the water.

Puppy in the window: Our muses go pet shopping.

Sibling rivalry: One muse is the elder sibling and trying to lay down the law, the other is having none of it.

Pretty in Pink: My muse (or yours) dresses up especially for yours (or vice versa. Reactions?

Let me tell you a story: My muse reveals a secret about their past.

i won't leave you: Your muse is dying, and my muse is in danger of it as well if they don't run. But my muse refuses to leave you, preferring to die along side yours.

Accidentally: Your character has fallen in love with mine, even though they said it would never happen. Confess.

Something wicked this way comes: There's something in the forest, sniffing out our muses. Can they last until sunrise?'

Just once more: The night before your muse leaves, mine asks for one last night together, as a goodbye.

The bells: Our muses' wedding day.

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In honor of Sexual Sunday, my Muse will kiss anyone who leaves "Kiss Me" in my askbox!

//Note, how he/she kisses you will depend on her attraction to your muse. Bring it on!

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[text] me, seven?

[text] you want me to believe that the little bastard from outerspace is not only running around free

[text] but he can use a cell phone

[text] clearly, i am the seven year old.

{text} department?

{text} what are you like 7?

{text} i work in no department

{text} i am Loki Laufeyson if you aren’t so stupid enough to notice

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[text] Oh, that's cute. Listen, intern, those jokes got old upon their birth.

[text] What department do you work in? There's more than one way to track you down.

{text} classified?….over a phone?

{text} Loki…

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[text] That's classified at present. Tell me who you are and maybe I'll give you my name.

{text} i found this number in my cellular device who is this?

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Feelsy Drabble Prompts

Anniversary: Your muse has died on our muses' anniversary. I will write how my muse reacts.

Blood: Your muse starts feeling ill and coughs up blood. I will write how my muse reacts.

Cool: Our muses keep warm together.

Death: My muse is visited by the ghost of yours.

Erupt: Our muses have a fight over something trivial.

Fake: My muse tries to trick yours.

Generous: My muse gives yours an important gift.

Help: My muse will helps yours in a time of great need.

Ignore: My muse is ignoring yours for some reason.

Jail break: Our muses escape from prison, hospital or an asylum.

Letter: My muse leaves yours a parting letter of goodbye.

Medication: Your muse has lost their medication, my muse chooses to help or hinder them.

Night: Our muses must find shelter overnight somewhere.

Open up: My muse tells yours a great secret.

Pet: Our muses get their first pet.

Quake: Our muses survive a natural disaster.

Riot: Our muses protest against something.

Split: Our muses break off their relationship. You specify how.

Terrible: Our muses try to bake something together but fail miserably.

Under: Your muse is upset and my muse tries to cheer them up.

Victory: Our muses win at something.

Wilt: Your muse is terminally ill and must have their life support turned off. I will write how my muse reacts.

X-ray: Your muse broke a bone during an activity that our muses shared.

Yell: Your muse is getting bullied and my muse intervenes.

Zesty: Our muses enjoy an extremely fun activity together.

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"There's an old tin of Christmas cookies in the kitchenette. If you break your teeth on 'em I'm not the least bit sympathetic." With a dismissive wave, Gideon directed his attention to the stack of papers now in front of him. Pen raised to scribble his signature, the agent furrowed his eyebrows.

"Yo, you've got your wires crossed. This has to be signed by a level seven clearance operative. I'm a six."

Strategic Homeland whatever.: katarinavanlofen-shieldagent: “Did you need something? I was...

“What is it with older agents and wanting to give me cookies?” She rolled her eyes, but slid the papers over. “But if you have them I’ll take one.” Kat grinned, tucking her hands behind her back. She could sense his irritation by her walking in, but she didn’t say anything.

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"SHIELD's a powerful organization, sure—but the power structure's like a goddamn high school, pardon my French. If you're not jumping out of helicopters or handcuffing terrorists to each other, you might as well not exist."

+ i-found-humanity, thelittlesthawk, agentshockey

“I’m more than happy to help, I’m glad your department benefited though I had no idea that they could have been uplifted by a promotion.” 

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"Oh, a speed-reader, huh? I'm sure that's why SHIELD sunk its claws into you." With a soft chortle, Gideon lifted the phone receiver and punched in a number. On the second ring, someone from the department picked up.

"Yo, you guys done with that fringe bombmaker file yet? Mhm, okay. Send someone up with it. Complex 44B. Yeah, great. Five minutes. Fine." With a click, Gideon sat the phone down, arms folded over his chest as he arched his back against the desk chair.

"No complaints from me, unless you get the notion to make a paper clip chain or printer paper snowflakes."

“I dub thee Shockey, king of Intelligence,” Jinx chuckled, taking a seat and leaning back in the chair. He listened patiently to the man’s explanation of what exactly had probably happened to his file, a wry smirk taking his lips as the man spoke and typed simultaneously. 

He nodded then, smiling wider. “I’ll stick ‘round here. We’ll call it laziness,” he smirked at the man. “Besides, it’ll take me all of six seconds to absorb all the information anyway, so what’s the point in wasting the time to go down there and get it?” he asked with a dismissive shrug. “You don’t mind if I stay, do ya?”

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ooc: REPLYING TO THREADS NOW

also if you're interested in a starter, holla at me. i typically don't write greeter posts anymore because they tend to go nowhere, so if you want to talk to gideon, let me know and i'll write them up somewhere.

hope mother's day was good for all y'all in the US

gideonmuse's was shit because his mom's an old drunk hateful hag

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"You can call me whatever you want, cowboy." Gideon smirked, turning his attention to the laptop on his desk. Pecking in his password, the agent went to work searching for the file. It was rare that anyone ever needed the agent's services beyond signing or faxing paperwork, and Gideon would be lying to himself if he denied that he enjoyed the temporary power he held.

"Yeah, I vaguely remember seeing something skate across my desk about a bomb—you'd think someone would stop and flag it or at least tell me to flag it, but here you are, fileless—wait, okay. I think what you're looking for has managed to float down to Forensics. My best guess is there's a still of this bomb maker and they're trying to sketch something a little more adequate. I can page down there, get it sent up here, or you can mosey a few floors down. Your call."

"Can I call you Shockey?" Jinx asked with a grin, chuckling at the man's explanation of his work. "Not a problem, mate. I wouldn't do that. It'd be like people asking me what the hell they're thinking, 'cause they don't understand the extent of my abilities," he pointed out with a wry smile.

"Contents I can do," he nodded slowly. "It involves a bomb maker and a minor lab somewhere down the coast a ways," he recalled to Shockey. "And if you can find this, I will eternally be in your debt. Which is a good thing for you," he smirked.

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Reblog if it's really, honestly, genuinely okay for me to RP with you

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☎

“Hey! Heyyy. Dragon Tales, it’s you-how’s that booboo, baby? You holding up okay? Can I call you…toots? You inhaled all my meds and I should be pissed. I’m pissed….oh, motherfuck-“

Aaaand that’s when Gideon hangs up.

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Send me "☎" and my Muse will answer the phone drunk.

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Let talk about Sex! Drop one in my ask box to tell me what you would do to/with/for my character!

★I’d Dominate you

☆I’d Submitt for you

♣  3-Some

♤ 4-Some 

∞ More-some

▲ Handjob

▼ Blowjob

♒ Swallow

ψ Bukkake

 ☼ In public

 ✪ Put on a Show  (exhibitionism)

 ○ Be my Slave

 ◎ Be my Master

☾ Dress up

♪ Talk Dirty

☺Make a baby

☑ Add your own!

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☾ : Sleep headcanon

☾:

Gideon slept with glow in the dark stars on the walls for the first three months of residence in New York.

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ALL THE SYMBOLS FOR GIDEON! REVENGE!

☾ : Sleep headcanon

In the rare instance that Gideon’s courting someone, he’ll spray his significant other’s cologne on his pillow and sheets if the two aren’t able to spend the night together.

☠ : Drinking/drunk headcanon

Gideon’s not a very experimental drinker. He orders one of three beverages anywhere alcohol is served, and it’s pretty dependent on the venue. At the bar, it’s Sam Adams Cherry Wheat (or White Lantern, if he can get it). On a date with someone he’s trying to impress, a mint julep. At SHIELD events, it’s whatever he can get catering to serve him, as long as it’s potent.

☼ : Childhood headcanon

Gideon’s first childhood crush was on his mailman. At age seven, he was convinced that he’d eventually elope with him.

☯ : Genderbent headcanon

Fem!Gideon is disgustingly cosmopolitan.

⋆ : Sex headcanon

Gideon’s quiet in the sack, partially due to his sexual shyness, and years of sneaky bunk bed sex in college, where being vocal was not an option.

☮ : Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

Despite making a decent salary, Gideon lives in a single flat apartment snug within Manhattan. After living in an apartment for such a long time, the idea of any other space unnerves him.

☄ : Any AU headcanon (modern, school, medieval, and so on)

Gideon attended an all male prep school and was the treasurer of the Young Democrats Society.

♤ :  Cooking headcanon

Gideon enjoys a good meal, but his grocery shopping is limited to thing that can be microwaved, toasted, or thrown in the oven.

☻ : Mood headcanon

Gideon’s mood can be greatly improved by slipping a mug of coffee onto his desk, almost instantaneously.