#friend prompt

[writing-to-survive]

#220

The main character knew they were going to die. It took them some time, but they soon learned to accept their fate. They didn't tell anyone, thinking no one knew. But someone did. The main character's worst enemy knew about their dying fate. And their enemy, for some reason, wasn't at all as accepting.

[theerumor]

person a (very obviously concerned for b): what’s wrong?

person b (stressed): it has nothing to do with you.

person a: that’s not what i asked.

[skullszeyes]

A: So, what happened? What did they say?

B: Uh, apparently everything is my fault.

A: Yes, this is well established, what else?

[bookwormscififan]

Funny 20. "Blood looks good on you" for Madmare sounds like it would be an interesting one to play with

Resurrecting my vampire AU for this one!

20. "Blood looks good on you."

Mad grumbled to himself as he scrubbed at the bloodstains on his shirt, snarling when the water just smeared the blood further into the fabric.

He looked up when the door to the cabin closed, his efforts at cleaning stopping when he saw Mare walking inside, covered head-to-toe with blood.

"Fuckin' loggers," he muttered, removing his shoes so he didn't track blood all over the house. "Your cabin was in the centre of the densest part of the forest once." He let out a sigh, peeling off his soaked clothes and falling backwards onto the bed, lifting his head when Mad said nothing.

"You alright?"

"Blood looks good on you," Mad said quietly, eyes dark as he tossed his washcloth into the bucket of blood-water, wiping at his cheek and getting a smear of blood on it.

"I'd prefer the blood to be in me," Mare replied, dropping his head back down onto the mattress and rolling his eyes as Mad moved closer. "I swear there's like four different people's blood on just my face."

"And you're getting them all over the bed." Mad crossed his arms before going back to the bucket, grabbing the washcloth and tossing it at Mare, smiling slightly when it landed on his stomach and made him cough. "You're changing the sheets." Pulling his shirt over his head, Mad left the cabin to go and soak in the lake outside, chuckling at Mare's protests inside.

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@brokentimewatch

[drawingindelirium]

The Elf-Ruler of The Lnaariq Mountain

My friend designed this character! I literally just turned to her in the middle of recess and asked her to design a character for me to draw and she gave me this gem! Their story is that they live in an ancient Dwarven city built underneath amounts in and no one really knows anything about them, except for the fact that their city is home to a massive labyrinthian structure filled with a strange fog that muddles the mind of any creature unlucky enough to find itself trapped within it. This structure is called “The Prison” since it likely served that purpose for the Dwarves that occupied it long ago. If you disturb the Rulers territory or come to close to their home, they will throw you in The Prison and let you rot there. But if you somehow manage to escape from it and make your way to the top of Lnaariq, the Elf-King has been known to show respect to the powerful and wise. Stories have been told of Lnaariq’s dark ruler granting boons to strong adventurers- especially those of the Imperial faith. In a way, Lnaariq serves as somewhat of a test of strength for many rather than a prison.

The design of the character is based of Dark Souls bosses and the incredible description my friend gave me! Really couldn’t have come up with this one myself so I’m glad and grateful to her for this inspiration!!!

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[novelbear]

scenarios for that grump x sunshine dynamic

a prompt list by @novelbear ᵔᴥᵔ

letting their chatty partner ramble about their day, listening with a small smile

sunshine toppling over them with the biggest hug they could muster and grump just giving them tiny little pats to reciprocate

grumpy going out of their comfort zone to cheer up their sunshine who's having a bad day

^ "look, i made pancakes! i even made a smiley face out of the whipped cream, see?" "oh, that's what it's supposed to be? you're so cute.."

grumpy calling sunshine names (dummy, idiot, chatterbox) knowing they take no offense to them, but the moment someone else does, they snap

"are you always this happy?" "i try to be, but especially when i'm with you."

sunshine knowing when it's okay to push but never crosses a line when it comes to grumpy's boundaries

sunshine comforting the grump when they're a little more quiet and snappy than usual, leaving grump a flustered mess because they're used to people actually listening when they tell them to leave them alone

"i'm not leaving you like this, i care about you."

sunshine taking grumpy on more active dates than they're used to (like ice skating for example)

[while cloudgazing] "i see a duckling!" "literally how."

sunshine making lunch for grumpy in the cutest way possible (little notes, heart-shaped sandwiches, always adding their fave snack)

getting into arguments about how nice sunshine can be and where it gets out of hand

^ "i was just trying to be nice!" "they were clearly taking advantage of that!" "since when do you care so much?" "i'm trying to look out for you!"

grumpy letting sunshine play with/do their hair

when laundry piles up and grumpy has no choice but to borrow one of sunshine's colorful little sweaters

^ and of course, sunshine coos and smothers them all day over it

"i love you." "i know." "say it back!"

[wickcipher]

*steve oof sound*

[hypewinter]

So the Ghost Zone counts as its own domain right? Then I propose foreign exchange student Danny Fenton.

He's very quiet and very smart but more importantly, he's pretty dodgy about his country or origin. He's never given a straight answer about where he comes from. Only saying things like "oh we're big on combat sports" or "technically we're a monarchy but there hasn't been a king since the last one was locked away for being a tyrant". It's to the point where students have made a running bet to see who can figure out Danny's country of origin first. And Tim plans to win that bet.

[mansand]

[writing-to-survive]

#208

"We were friends at one point."

"Were we, really?"

[lotus-pear]

horrendously late entry for @luneariann’s dtiys!! congrats on one million ely i’m so proud of you <3

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Danny's Unconventional Pets

I've seen a post about Vulture Culture (by @ender-reader), I've seen some posts about Danny befriending crows, stray cats and dogs and bats in the Batcave.

But what if it's rats? Gotham has lots of those, and, going along with a scenario of runaway, homeless Danny who is dumpster-diving on regular basis, he would see lots of them. And rats are smart.

Cue Danny the Piper of Hamelin Gotham, feral child who would fight you for stale leftover pizza, whose eyes always slide just over your shoulder like he sees something else behind you. The local cryptid of Gotham alleyways, who no one can track down but who somehow shows up in the most bizarre places because the rats told me you are here.

Imagine a Bat of your choice stumbling across him in an abandoned apartment, only it's not a child they see but a moving pile of a few dozen rats covering Danny like a blanket for warmth.

Also, rats are scary when they decide to fight you. Danny Phantom, the twisted Disney princess, with a street rat on his shoulder and a cold, guarded glare that is just a bit too green.

And, when given a home - any home, be it Batdoption or a Rogue - he brings his friends with him. Street rats click their teeth and nuzzle in his hands, and steal pieces of crackers out of his hands because rats are opportunists.

Just ✨️rat Danny✨️

[bookwormscififan]

I have arrived with a new Madmare prompt!

We all know Mad's our workaholic boy, but sometimes Mare gets caught up in what he's doing and Mad's gotta convince him to comes to bed

I meant like DMs for later but XD

This is a good prompt!

Mad stared at the clock with a frown. He’d finished his work hours ago, but usually Mare would be in bed by the time Mad had read eight chapters.

Confused and concerned, Mad climbed out of bed and crept down the hall, seeing Mare’s office light still on.

“Mare?” He leaned against the doorframe, seeing his partner hunched over some papers, scribbling things out and writing over others. He hadn’t heard Mad.

“Maaare,” Mad persisted, gently placing a hand on Mare’s back, jumping back when he flinched.

“Oh, Mad,” Mare sighed, giving Mad a small smile. “What time is it?”

“Too late for you to be writing recipes and music,” Mad replied, moving his hand to caress Mare’s cheek and softly peck his lips.

“I didn’t realise how tired I was,” Mare breathed, eyes fluttering as Mad pulled back, allowing himself to be led by the hand toward their bedroom.

“Where’re your pyjamas?” His question echoed down the hall as Mad closed the room door.

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[mmxxviii]

everyone is talking about the sub dm prompt but i need everyone to know this will stick with me forever

i can’t stop watching it

[terrestrialnoob]

Damian had never seen another person his age before.

“Wow, you're good at that.”

Damian froze in his practice and looked over at the boy. It was after his lesson, his instructor had other students to teach, and Damian had his own private training area. Well, it was supposed to be private. “Who are you?”

“Danny, what's your name?”

Damian glared at the boy. Who doesn't know who he is? “I am Damian Al-Ghoul, grandson of the Demon's Head, son of the Bat, heir to the League of Assassins.”

“Wow, that's a lot... Can I just call you Damian?”

“Servants call me Master. How did you get here?”

Danny shrugged, “I was just looking around.”

“Just looking around...”

“Yeah, my parents are in the science lab down in the bottom basement with the weird lake and I was helping them, but then I got board and Jazz said I wasn't allowed to leave the lab, but when I asked Dad, he said I could do what I want as long as I don't get in trouble.”

“Oh, the idiot scientists.” Damian remembered how his mother had described the new scientists hired to study the Lazarus Pools. A pair of geniuses when it came to the scientific study of magic but idiots in all other fields. Surely only idiots would bring their children to live with the League of Assassins.

“What do you mean? If you're a scientist you can't be an idiot?”

Damian huffed at the boy. “You can be smart at one thing and dumb at others. Like you could be good at reading but bad at numbers.”

“Oh, I guess that makes sense. But I'm pretty good at reading and numbers.” Danny then smiled brightly, “It looks like you're really good at swording though.”

“It's called swordplay. And yes, I am good at it. Better at it at my age than many who are older.”

“Can you show me how to do it?”

Damian contemplated for a moment, “As long as you don't get in the way of my practice, I don't see why not.”

Danny cheered as he ran up to where Damian was standing, but Damian pointed to the side of the training area, “There should be a spare sword over there you can use.”

Danny nodded and ran to get it then ran back.

Damian wasn't sure if he'd like showing Danny how to use a sword, but he liked how Danny followed all his instructions. It was different than how the servants followed his orders, but Damian couldn't place why. It became common place, for Danny to show up after Damian's lessons and Damian would show him what he'd learned. It actually made learning new things easier because Damian had to figure out how exactly something worked in order to show Danny how to do it. Not only that, but when they practiced the moves on each other, Danny would change them and make it harder to beat him. Damian did win every time, but Danny wasn't half bad.