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wintertime~ otp prompts

It’s winter time! <3 so here are some dialogue prompts and aesthetics to help you with writing~ 

aesthetics   ⋆*✩⑅◡̈⃝*

1. cozying up by the flames, draped in blankets

2. sipping hot cocoa as the little white marshmallows bob in the hot drink

3. cuddling together, watching hallmark Christmas movies

4. B tracing pictures on the frosty windows while A watches

5. the landscape covered in snow

6. catching cold snowflakes on wet tongues

7. wooly sweaters and warm mittens sewed carefully by lovers

8. a green Christmas tree not yet decorated, the boxes of decorations off to the side

9. waking up to the smell of pumpkin candles

10. making a ginger bread house and failing miserably

11. new ice skates that haven’t been touched

dialogue  ⋆*✩⑅◡̈⃝*

~ “here, borrow my jacket so you don’t catch a cold!

~ “do you want tea or coffee with that?”

~ “we’ve watched the grinch movie about a thousand times already!”

~ “B, I made you these socks to keep your feet warm...”

~ “there’s a winter wonderland fair out in town; do you wanna go with me?”

~ “eggnog is gross-- I prefer milk and cookies”

~ “are you sure you don’t want a jacket? it’s super cold out there”

~ “I know you’re scared of things like these, but I think you’d like ice skating”

~ “what do you mean you don’t believe in santa??”

~ A: “do you believe in santa claus?”

B: “I mean, you’re the one who get’s me gifts, not him, so-”

~ “you can have a tiny bite of my cookie” 

~ A: “why are you sleeping for so long?”

B, snuggled below the blankets: “I’m hibernating...like a bear”

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imagine your otp in a little cottage down the road, and they bake little cakes everyday, and they get messy, and they have to go wash up in the river. And they’re just together, in their little corner of the world <3

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“I’ll get the usual”

Fake ivy

Under the weather

“It’s not too late to do your New Year resolutions”

Guitars

Listening to a song you haven’t heard in years

Ladies’ choice

The finale

“You really proved me wrong”

“Why were you there in the first place?”

An emergency axe

“There’s the boom”

A hand pressed to a forehead

Final draft

Acceptance

“We need to go to the emergency room”

Artificial colour

“For now”

Neon lights

An inconveniently broken egg

Alliance

Sailing

“Stop talking about them like they’re dead”

“I’ve wanted to show you this for a long time”

Novelty keychains

Gossip

Coffee with too much sugar

New traditions

“Pop the champagne”

An abundance of yellow

Saying goodbye

Also see:

Writing challenge masterlist

Prompts masterlist

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If you're comfortable with writing meta stuff: Self-aware whumpee who knows they're a character in a whump story, begging their author for mercy?

this was actually really interesting and fun thank you!!!

trigger warnings: beating, captivity, blood, broken bones

"I know about it," Whumpee muttered. "I know about all of it. You must know that I know, huh?"

They'd been curled up on the floor for hours, muttering to themself in the empty room.

"I'm not muttering to myself. You know I'm not. I'm talking to you." Whumpee didn't quite know where to look, but they were firm in their belief that there was something, some entity out there that was supposed to listen. "I know all about it... I know about the 'story' and the 'plot'... I know you want to make me suffer. But why? That's the only thing I can't figure out. Why are you doing this?"

Whumper burst through the door before Whumpee could ponder on that question any longer, looking quite annoyed. "Who the fuck are you talking to?"

Whumpee frantically looked around the room, still searching for the mysterious person in control of their story. "That's your answer? Sending them in? I asked one too many questions, didn't I?"

Whumper walked over to them, kicking them in the ribs. "Have you gone mad in here? Shut the fuck up already!"

"You're a fucking coward!" Whumpee shouted, ignoring Whumper completely. Maybe one of them wasn't quite enough to keep them occupied. "Wh- what are you saying..?" Thankfully, Whumper's friends were quick to join in, and they were a little more prepared than Whumper themself. "No, n-no, wait-" Before Whumpee could get their pleas out, one of them were already raising the metal bat they'd brought, swinging it hard and fast against their arm. Whumpee screamed, curling in on themself even more.

"Got nothing to say now?" Another one of Whumper's friends also stepped up, gripping the crowbar in their hand tightly. "You know one thing that's always annoyed me... Mouthy brats. I can't fucking stand them."

Whumpee was brutally beaten, almost killed in the heat of the moment. Their bones were shattered, their breathing was laboured, blood was pouring from their broken nose... they were barely clinging to life.

"I'll stop..." they choked out. "I won't ask any questions... Just make it stop..."

"Finally." Whumper scoffed.

"Not talking to you... you- you're no one..." Whumpee received another kick in response, causing a violent coughing fit. "You're a fucking puppet..." Another kick, another crack of their bones. "I'm... I'm asking them... Please..." They squeezed their eyes shut, giving up on finding anything in their own world. "Please make it stop..."

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garden prompts

aesthetics:

beautiful fountains—drinking from it; splashing the cool water on your face

garden sculpture/statuaries

carpets of moss

soft petals and blooming buds

birds chirping, squirrels scampering

dancing daisies and swaying grass

fallen flowers

petrichor; the earthly smell after it rains

picking fruits in a basket:

sucking sweet berries

biting into a crisp apple

the velvet skin of a peach

sticky mango juice dripping over your hands as you eat the sweet fruit

peeling an orange

the sweet/sour juice of an orange bursting in your mouth as you bite

crunched leaves of autumn

romance:

sitting with lover on a tree branch

walking with a lover in the garden while it drizzles

a character holding an umbrella for their lover

the garden is built as a maze and lovers are strolling through

weaving a flower crown as a present

pressing a flower into a book

choosing the brightest, most beautiful flower to gift your lover

bonus: you can't decide so on a whim you pick all and make a bouquet (your lover is delighted)

tucking a flower behind your lover's ear

braiding flowers into your lover's hair

lying together with lover on a field of flowers, their fragrance greatly soothing

kissing your lover under a tree

climbing a tree with your lover

tackling your lover onto the grass

your lover has their head in your lap as you read a book, stroking their hair

having a picnic in the garden

gardening with your lover; picking the fruits and vegetables you've lovingly grown

watering the plants together and you turn the hose on your lover, spraying them with water -> starting a water-fight

dancing in a garden, twirling with your lover

showing your lover all the plants and flowers you've grown in your garden

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Short Prompt #212

"I'm going to get you~." - the villain said softly in a sing-song voice, the sound echoing through the broken-down factory. It was hypnotic, making the hero want nothing more than to come out of hiding and follow the deadly, beautiful..., calming... tu...ne...

"NO!"

Hero shook their head, breaking out of the momentary haze. They couldn't afford to get caught, not- not by Villain- never by Villain.

"Where are you~?" - the criminal's voice graced their ears once more, closer than before. They strained not to move, terrified of knocking something over and revealing their position.

The hero held a hand against their mouth and nose as they hid in the shadows, their nemesis's footsteps passing right in front of them. They prayed the villain wouldn't spot them, but the other stopped dead in their tracks, filling the room with silence.

Hero couldn't hear Villain breathing, even though they were so close. And for a second, the hero thought they might just pass out, their lungs burning, begging them for a breath of air that they couldn't give them. They couldn't make noise. No, no, no. Just be quiet. Be quiet. Be quiet. Be quie-

"Found you~."

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this is so cool oh my goodness-

. 𝕊𝕦𝕘𝕒 

[ the 7th and final painting in my crystals series: featuring 7 portraits of BTS each with their own corresponding crystal color ] 

instagram: @winterofherdiscontent 

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okay so!! this is monroe, wendell, amos, walter, and marilla may :)

awwwww asdfghjk they're all so adorable and fluffy I can't-

the last one is so pretty-- they're all so pretty ><

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*throws love and affection your way* yeah we’re friends now <33

— @livingforthewhump

p.s. …..wanna see my cats? I have five and talking about them is my love language

Wahhh awww thank youu *accepts the fluffy love and affection*

Of course! I love love cats! <33

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last line tag

Rules: write the latest line from your WIP and tag as many people as there are words in the line.

Make a new post, don’t reblog.

Ahh I dunno-- I’m very new here kinda, but I hope you don’t mind me tagging you guys even though I mostly just read your work! Also, I wasn’t tagged but wanted to maybe start a new chain <3

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“Perfume, in case you were concerned. It’s not poison.”

 tags:

@wisteria-whump @whumpkinpie @bk-poetry @whump-world @some-messed-up-writing-for-you @whumpiary @whumblr @hurting-fictional-people @livingforthewhump ~ anyone else who would like to! It honestly looked like fun, and I just wanted to try so please don’t feel pressured <3

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I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?

Unknown (via thoughtkick)

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aesthetics to think about

- cracked yellow road lines (not perfect, and kind of worn from so many cars driving on the road)

- broken vending machines that haven’t been touched (the fact that no one bothers to touch it)

- one, singular star in the sky (I dunno it gives off some type of magical feel, seeing just one out of many possible stars in the sky)

- brown, torn pages in books (kind of gross to touch because yeah, but from afar, YES)

- thrifted jackets with trinkets or wrappers in the worn pockets (there’s something nostalgic about it, and you get to know a little piece of a mysterious someone else)

- breaking pills in half with your hand, the dust spreading in the air (it’s satisfying, that’s all)

- no clouds in the sky for miles (just a clear, empty blue sky that you get lost in)

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Ooohh but imagine if the paralytics were issued through something as small as  lotion or a perfume~ it’s something daily that they don’t think about so they wouldn’t have second thoughts.

so i’ve been binge watching ‘you’ on netflix and it gave a whole bunch of whumpy ideas, mostly just the usual stuff like whumpee trying to stitch up their own wounds, etc etc, but it did give me something whumpy that i’ve never though of before:

paralytics absorbed through the skin. 

my god how did i never think of that. the POTENTIAL. 

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this scene

this playlist's comment section is EVERYTHING. the music is amazing, the stories are fantastic. just- therapeutic *chef's kiss*

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