#hippietaco prompts

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Hey cutie. I was looking for some prompts and saw “Emotions are a luxury I just don’t have time for,” and I immediately thought of Joyce x Hopper.

Monday, again.

He grunted and willed himself out of bed. Cigarette? Check. Coffee? Check. Uniform? Check. Jane up and ready for school? Check. She made eggos, again. He loved it secretly and showed it by giving her a quick smile.

Jane practically floated (or maybe actually floated?) to the car and was beaming the whole way to school. He would have asked, really, but he just couldn’t get himself to.

She hugged him and bounced off to meet her friends in front of the school, and he pulled away from the curb and headed to the Hawkins Police Station.

Work was, well, boring. The gate to the Upside Down was closed now, but he still secretly blamed things that happened on the paranormal, silently wishing that something, anything would happen in the small town again.But no, he was back to petty neighbor complaints and parking violations instead of monsters and decay inducing parallel universes.

He should be thankful, right? They weren’t in danger any longer. The lab was shut down and Jane was officially a Hopper. He had a family again and they were safe.

On the other hand, Joyce was no longer a daily part of his life. She went back to taking care of Will and Jonathan and her job at the store and getting over the death of Bob Newby. He was solving petty crimes and taking care of Jane and getting over the death of Bob Newby… He didn’t know him that well, but the images of his death replayed in his mind practically every day. He could only imagine what it was like for Joyce…

Joyce…

She got up early just like every other day to make breakfast for her growing boys, happy that once the darkness of the mind flayer was out of her boy, he was finally eating again, and well. After making breakfast she would watch as Jonathan and Will made their way out to go to school. Nancy would pick up Jonathan, and Will would ride with his friends.

Then to the store where she helped check customers out, and wish them a good day, and ask if they needed anything. And then she would remember the times Bob would come in to see her if a customer picked up something he used as an excuse, and she would smile. Every once in a while she would excuse herself to the back if the memory of his brutal death surfaced, and she would ride through it, just as her therapist told her to.

Then she would think of Hopper and how he had been there for her. How he smiled at her at the Snow Ball while their kids were dancing their little hearts away. Then she would go out and take a smoke break and smile again as she remembered how his fingers danced against hers when he passed her a cigarette.

And then she would miss him. And missing him would turn to anger. And the anger made her cry.

She knew she was being stubborn, she was always stubborn, but so was he.

The more he thought about Joyce, the more he would almost drop everything and just go to her. He didn’t consider himself a romantic, but when he thought about running to her, everything felt right. He even stayed up late sometimes and imagined what he would say, how he would kiss her if he got the chance, but that is where it ended.

“Hopper, the phone is for you.” Lucy, his receptionist told him.

“This is Hopper,” he said gruffly.“Hi Hop, sorry to bother you at work, but uh… never mind. I’m sorry.”“Joyce? Is that you?” he said much too quickly for his liking.

“Yeah, yeah it’s me.”“Can I help you with anything?”“No, no, I thought someone had maybe stolen something but I just found it. One of the kids must have used it.”

“Well, okay, if you say so.”“Goodbye Hop.”“Bye.”

She hung the phone back up on the wall and stared at the new blue one for a moment when suddenly, something sparked inside of her and she was fuming. She grabbed her keys and sped down to the station.

“HOPPER!” she yelled as she threw open the door, officers and the receptionist looking stunned as she marched back to the Chief’s office.

He had obviously heard her startling entrance and sprang from his chair, but his feet were glued to the ground.

She walked into his office without knocking. “What the hell is wrong with you Jim?!”

He stood there, wide-eyed. She only used his first name on rare occasions, and he generally tried not to relive those terrifying moments.

“Nothing? Huh? Well fine.” Before continuing, she took in the sight of him and felt that familiar pang in her heart. “Why did you stop coming around?”

“What? I… well… you didn’t need me anymore. Your kids are safe.” He said, still stunned.

“I… I didn’t need you anymore?” Her voice rose as she continued to talk, “Why would you think I didn’t need you anymore? Who gave you that right to decide? Huh?”That is when her face fell. She took a deep breath, turned around and started pacing slightly, trying to relieve the tension she felt all coiled up inside her.

He sat down in his chair and placed his head in his hands roughly. “No… no… that’s not it, I-” he looked back up to the pacing woman in front of him, sighing. “I can’t do this Joyce. I wish I could but I just can’t. I hope you can understand.”

“You can’t do this?! YOU CAN’T DO THIS?!” she surprised herself with the sheer volume of her voice and quickly brought it back down. “No. I don’t understand. I don’t understand because of… of… well… I… We… I thought we had something. I… I cannot be wrong about this. I was there! I felt it and I am sure you felt it too!”

He couldn’t bring himself to look at her. Not now, not when she’s said that. Unfortunately, he had to. “Joyce, listen, please. Emotions… emotions are a luxury I just don’t have time for. Please, it’s nothing personal I just… I can’t.”

She would have walked out right then and there, but suddenly there was another girl on her mind.“Emotions… are a luxury? What about your daughter? Your Sarah and now Jane? You have to be there for her, you have to allow yourself to feel things or you could lose her.”He opened his mouth to speak but shut it again quickly.“I know losing Sarah was hard, and then you lost your wife and it seems so much easier to just detach and not let it get personal, but it is so, so much harder that way.” She had quickly changed moods and was trying to ignore the anger she was feeling. She loved Jane just as much as she loved her own children.He saw the switch flip and were he capable of literally melting he probably would have. How could he keep pushing her away when she so selflessly thought of Jane?“I… just… I…” No matter how hard he tried he could not get the words out, so instead, he let out a frustrated sigh that was more like a quite yell for help.

“I’m just… I am going to give you some time. Let me know when you’ve figured something out. Not even for me, but for Jane.”

Then she was gone.

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“If you got your nose out of those stupid books and your head out of the clouds maybe you would actually have some friends!” said by Drax the Destroyer

Done and Done.

You were sitting in the most comfortable chair in Peter Quil’s ship, The Milano, reading like normal. This time it was a random book you found on the ship that was surely left by accident. Your attention shifted from the words on the page when you heard loud footsteps that could only belong to the one and only Drax the Destroyer.

“Hiya Drax, what’s going on?”“Um, nothing is ‘going on’.” He eyed you weirdly.“What I mean is, what have you been doing today?” “Well, I awoke at exactly 5:40am, stretched a little bit before sitting up in my bed. I then stood up and walked the 5 steps to the bathroom where I…”“Drax! I do not need your step by step explanation of everything that has happened to you today! Just… anything interesting?”Drax thought for a moment before responding, “No. If you do not wish to know my daily doings, then you should not ask.” He said in what you assumed was the sassiest tone he could muster, which was exactly like his tone for everything else. You rolled your eyes slightly before returning to your book.“You know, if you got your nose out of those stupid books and your head ‘out of the clouds’ as I have heard Peter say it, maybe you would actually have some ‘friends’.” 

You looked up at the massive man in shock. You knew that Drax was not as versed in interacting with people, but the nerve he had just shown! You were starting to get pissed when you realized there was a form hanging around the doorway.“You look mad,” Peter observed.“Yup.” You said popping the p, trying to focus back on your book and not make a big deal out of what Drax had just said to you.“I uh, I heard what Drax said, that was quite the douche-y move he made there.” “What!? You heard?! Why didn’t you stop him?!” Your volume started to rise slightly as you spoke.“Well if you can imagine,” Peter said calmly, “I was very surprised. But, worry not, I’ll talk to him.” He said as he walked over to you and planted a kiss on your mouth. “DRAX!” he yelled down the hallway.Not too long after you heard the same heavy footsteps from just moments before.“Oh yes, hello Peter.” Drax said before turning to you, to see you had been looking up at Peter, “Ah, I see you took my advice, now you have a friend!” Drax said ‘happily’.“Drax,” Peter said in his most commanding voice, “What you said to y/n was not okay, you can’t just go around saying stuff like that to people, okay?”“But it worked!” Drax said simply.“No Drax, Y/n is my girlfriend, we are romantically involved and were already friends!” Peter said, obviously annoyed.“Oh! You two are involved romantically? Does she like music and like to dance too?” He asked.“Yeah, why-”“Well, looks like you found someone equally as pathetic as you, I congratulate you both.”

Drax walked off leaving you and Peter to stand there, mouths gaping open.

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Prompt List

Send me a prompt and person(s)! I write Marvel, Stranger Things, the Southside of Riverdale and Harry Potter. I do not write NSFW/smut.  :)

1. “Will you just stop for five minutes so I can explain?!” 2. They are like the sun 3. Truth or Dare 4. “I would really like to kiss you… if that’s okay…” 5. “If you got your nose out of those stupid books and your head out of the clouds maybe you would actually have some friends!” 6. “How the hell did we end up here?” “I have no idea, remember when we used to be happy?” 7. “Wow I cannot believe I am telling you this, but I have had the biggest crush on you since… well forever.” 8. “I DON’T HATE YOU… ok? I… I wish I hated you.”

Songs

9. Dance, Dance by Fallout Boy 10. Skinny Love by Bon Iver 11. Still Into You by Paramore 12. Leave a Trace by CHVRCHES 13. Fake Happy by Paramore 14. Rewrite the Stars from The Greatest Showman 15. You Always Make Me Smile by Kyle Andrews 16. Little Things by One Direction 17. You Really Got a Hold on Me by The Miracles 18. Over You by Ingrid Michealson & A Great Big Word 19. Tee Shirt by Birdie 20. Here Comes Your Man by Meaghan Smith 21. Unsteady by X Ambassadors  22. Delicate by Taylor Swift 23. Mother & Father by Broods

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Over You with Wanda and Pietro. The song implies it's a love story thing, but I feel like the words just got so well for the two of them especially after his death

EXCUSE ME AS I GO CRY

Over You

Wanda x Pietro (NON-ROMANTIC, Obvs)

Dear Diary, or whateverIt has been 6 months since he was taken from me, I should be okay, right? We were able to get over our parent’s passing, but then again, I still had Pietro.

I woke up today with the images replaying in my mind. How I could feel Pietro’s spirit being separated from his body, his spirit is taken away from me. I could feel it.

Why am I even doing this. I started seeing a ‘therapist’ per Tony’s incessant demands. She told me writing about my feelings would help me, but I just feel stupid…

Okay okay, I am giving this another try.

When Pietro was taken from me, it’s like our life flashed before my eyes as he fell to the ground. How he would laugh at everything I did when we were little, but in a happy positive way. It made me feel less embarrassed because my dear twin understood.

When we were trapped under the rubble from the explosion that killed our parents, Pietro held me, tighter than anyone has ever held me.

Then again when the experiments with HYDRA, Pietro held me as we both cried when the pain became too excruciating. 

We were so excited when we met Ultron. We thought he would bring peace, but oh how wrong we were.  It was he who caused my twin’s death.

Maybe if I tell myself enoughMaybe if I doI’ll get over you

I’ll get over your death.I’ll get over the empty space in my chest where my beating heart used to be.I’ll get over how handsome and happy he looked that day when we got ready to defeat Ultron with the Avengers.

Except your death is with me in every waking and sleeping moment. Always around me, much like he was in his life.

Maybe if I tell myself enough…

Without Pietro, I feel as if I am constantly falling. Falling short.

Maybe if I do…

Without Pietro, I feel as if I am living a half-life.

Maybe I’ll get over you.

Over You by Ingrid Michaelson and A Great Big World

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Hi Fam

I am almost done with all of my current WIPs... I NEED MORE IDEAS. Please request things! I have a Prompt List Here. I write for Marvel, The Southside of Riverdale, and Stranger Things. I am also down to write for Harry Potter... that’s all I can think of at the moment. 

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You Really Got a Hold On Me

For my bb @madamewombat , hopefully, you like it! :)

A/N: I tried to make everything chronological and correct, I added little bits that didn’t happen, but I bet would have. Also, they’re just so cute I can’t stand it.

Song here

Oh, oh, oh you treat me badly

“She’s a nightmare, honestly! No wonder she hasn’t got any friends.” The words spewed out of his mouth like it was venom. He hadn’t meant for it to be so hateful, Hermione was just driving him insane. She was so smart and always knew exactly how to do spells correctly and he… well, was not like her.

He felt even worse once he realized she had heard him.

She didn’t know what to do. She only had two good friends and one of them was talking about how insufferable she was to the other one! As quickly as she could, she made it to the bathroom and cried. She couldn’t let Ron know just how much he hurt her…

You really got a hold on me

“Mudblood,” Draco spat at Hermione. She was taken aback as the words sunk in, not really able to react.

“Eat Slugs, Malfoy!” Ron yelled.

Unfortunately, Ron was the one who started looking incredibly sick, not Malfoy. Once Ron, Hermione, and Harry were safely in Hagrid’s cottage did She allow herself to look over at Ron. Yes, he was still spewing slugs, and yes it was disgusting. But he had tried to protect her honor, and she would always be thankful for that.

“Ron?” she asked him later that night. “Hmm?”

“Do you regret it? Trying to make Malfoy vomit slugs even though it backfired?”

“No.”

Oh, oh, oh, I want to split now, I can’t quit now, You really got a hold on me

They had been in the library for hours. Ron would much rather be off playing wizards chess, but he couldn’t just leave Hermione. They were trying to figure out a way to save Buckbeak, and it was looking hopeless. “There has got to be another way!” She screamed, causing everyone to turn and look at the pair. “Come on, I’m sure we can figure it out.” Ron said soothingly, “It’s going to be okay…” he trailed off. Hermione felt a pang of… some feeling ripple through her being. “Yeah Ron, you’re right. We can do this.”

I don’t like you, but I love you, Seems that I’m always thinking of you.

He watched her from the stairs for a moment before continuing on. Hermione was playing the old piano they had in the Burrow. It was slightly out of tune but somehow she made everything more beautiful. His legs carried him from the stairs to the bench and sat down next to her, watching in awe as she slowly started chipping more away at his heart as she played. 

I don’t want you, but I need you, Don’t want to kiss you, but I need you…

“...and it's supposed to smell differently to each of us, according to what attracts us, and I can smell freshly mown grass and new parchment and —” she cut herself off short, Ron, she thought to herself, I smell Ron.

Oh, oh, oh, you do me wrong now, my love is strong now, you really got a hold on me.

Ron left. He had seen her with Harry and the locket made him viciously jealous, and all she wanted was him back. Yes, dancing with Harry was a nice way to pretend everything was normal. She wasn’t kidding herself, she would have given anything to have been dancing with Ron just then. She didn’t exactly blame Ron for what happened either. Logically she knew the Horcrux was doing things to his mind, but at the same time, it hurt so much when he left.

She was so pissed off and relieved when he came back she didn’t know how to handle it, so she let her anger take hold. “Where is my wand Harry,” she said sternly to the boy was looking like he would run off. “WHERE IS MY WAND!”

Even with the anger coursing through her veins, her heart kept pitter-pattering to the words ‘Ron is back’.

Hold me, Hold me, Hold me.

He could hear her screams. He could hear the pain. He could hear her cries. But he couldn’t do anything about it. He wanted to tear the mansion apart and then use an unforgivable curse on Bellatrix herself. No one would hurt Hermione ever again if he had anything to do with it. When Dobby showed up, he almost cried out in relief. Because of Dobby, they were able to apparate in and out of the walls that held them in, the walls that held him away from her.

“I’ve got you,” he cried once they were safe from harm, “Hermione, I’ve got you.” Ron wouldn’t have let go had it not been for Harry’s cries. Today they had to bury Dobby, tomorrow, he would learn how to heal her wounds.

I love you and all I want you to do is just hold me, please

Finally, she thought as Ron's lips collided with hers. She could feel Ron breathing a sigh of relief as they kissed, and she couldn’t help but melt into him as he lifted her up off of the ground.

It was too bad there was still a war raging on above them.

They fought with all their might, they had too. Ron had promised Hermione the night he helped clear the words ‘mudblood’ from her arm that he wouldn’t leave her again, nor would he let anything happen to her. Anytime he was growing weary, she would pop up in his mind. He remembered how it felt to finally, finally kiss Hermione Granger. He remembered the sound of her laughter. He remembered everything. Images playing in the back of his mind as he sent spells every which way. Then it was over. And she was by his side, holding his hand, and all he could think was how much of a hold she had on his heart.

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Can you do truth or dare with the fabulous steve Harrington?

Eeeeeh! Yes. I hope this is fluffy enough! I’m a little tired, but I think this turned out alright :)

Truth or DareSteve Harrington x Reader

It was a typical Friday night with your best friend Steve. All the kids were over and after watching Ghostbusters for the umpteenth time, you were all sitting around the table picking at the last of the pizza and chips.

You and Steve had been friends for a long time. You both went through puberty together, him ending up even more handsome than you could have possibly imagined once he’d grown into the lion mane he called hair. You watched as he turned into a giant dick in high school when he realized that girls liked him… well, or were attracted to him was more like it. He fell into a group with Tommy and Carol and became the King of Hawkins.

Even thru all of this, he still kept in touch and was always inviting you to the parties he went to. You would go to one every once in a while, watch Steve make an ass of himself, drink a bit of the spiked punch, then go home. 

Everything changed in the last year though. He stopped hanging around Tommy and Carol as much, then Nancy broke up with him, and his new squad was a bunch of preteens who practically worshipped the ground he walked on, as he did them. 

All of this together brought back the pre-douche Steve, but it also brought out new, amazing things about him as well. Like the fact that he was much more responsible than he had been. He was basically a mom the way he loved those kids. And he was happy. You weren’t sure you had ever seen Steve truly happy.

“Hey! I know what we should do!” Dustin shouted over everyone talking. “We have to play Truth or Dare! Okay, let’s all sit in the living room in a circle!” He ran off and found a spot in an armchair, and everyone followed suit, even though there were some groans of dissent from Max and Lucas. You sat down on one side of the love seat, and Steve sat down next to you, much closer than he technically needed to be, not that you minded.

“Okay, uh, Mike, Truth or Dare?” Dustin asked.

“Uh, truth.”

“Okay, okay uh, have you taken a shit in your pants since you were a kid?”

Mike rolled his eyes at Dustin, “no I have not, and if you want to fact check me, Nancy is at the Byers house.”

“Okay, we believe you. Your turn!” Dustin stated.

“Alright, y/n Truth or Dare?” he asked you

“I am going to have to go with Dare. What do you have for me Mike-y?” 

“Okay, okay let’s see… uh… I dare you to compose a poem about something we decide on.”“I can do that! What is my subject?” you looked around wiggling your eyebrows at everyone.

Dustin shouted out “STEVE’S HAIR!” 

Everyone laughed and agreed, and Steve got out a piece of paper and a pencil for you.

“Hmm… let’s see.” You looked up from your paper and examined Steve’s hair as he posed so that you could get a better look at his luscious locks.

“Alrighty guys, wait till you hear this masterpiece!” you said grinning widely after a few minutes.“Ahem” you cleared your throat before beginning

“Steve’s hair is big,It’s been that way since he was a little kid.It used to just be weird and fluffy,But now that he’s grown he looks all scruffy.Steve’s hair is HUGE,yet he does not look like a Stooge.It’s shiny and luscious,And he makes all of the girls blush…es.”Everyone started clapping and you took a bow, thanking them for their praise.

“Okay, who should the next victim be… uhh, Will the Wise! Truth or Dare?”

Will looked around the room for a minute before responding definitively, “Dare.”

Everyone oooh-d surprised that Will didn’t pick truth.“Okay, I can work with that… uh Will,” you said eyeing him mischievously, trying to make him nervous. “I dare you to do the worm.” 

Will smiled, silently relieved that you didn’t dare him to do anything too wild.“Okay, let’s see.” Will stood up and straightened out his t-shirt before laying down on the ground.

To everyone’s surprise, Will started doing the worm with perfect form.“WHAAAT!” everyone screamed as Will stood up and took a few bows, blushing slightly before he sat down. As soon as he did, Dustin was next to him and whispering furiously in his ear. At first, Will shook his head and said no until Dustin explained something else and Will reluctantly agreed.

“Okay, Steve, Truth or Dare?”

Steve sat up in his seat and eyed Dustin warily. “I choose… ah man… let’s just go with Dare,” he said nodding eyeing everyone around.“Steve,” Will said, clearing his throat slightly, “I dare you to tell us who you like.” Will blushed slightly, and you could all tell that Dustin put him up to this.I will be having words with that boy Steve thought to himself.“Okay. Fine. That’s not really  how dares work, but whatever.” Steve tried to play it cool when he was suddenly very aware of the closeness between the two of you on the small love seat. Steve cleared his throat slightly, a few times before answering, “I like y/n.” He said, turning to glance at you before staring at his hands, a blush growing on his cheeks.

When you heard your name come out of Steve’s mouth, you practically spit out the water you had been drinking. With wide, shocked eyes you looked over at Steve, then at the kids who you now noticed were slowly starting to retreat.“Uh, oh look it’s getting late, uh we are just all gone bike home together, this was fun, okaybye!” Dustin called as the backed out of the doorway.

“Jeeze, I am gonna kill that kid.” Steve breathed out, chuckling to himself. Of course, they planned something like this. The kids must have figured out that he liked you… It was probably pretty obvious.

By now, the silence was killing you, and even though he had just professed that he liked you, you were beyond nervous.

You cleared your throat and turned to the very awkward looking boy next to you. “Uh, Steve?” you said with a small voice. He turned to you quickly, looking to see if there was a positive or negative look to you. “I uh, I actually like you too…” you trailed off, looking anywhere except him. 

“You do?” Steve inquired, his pitch raising just slightly.

“Yeah, I do.” Steve reached over and gave your hand a squeeze. Instead of letting go like what would normally happen, Steve kept his hand on yours, you slowly turning it to interlace your fingers with his. You could feel a blush creeping onto your face.

“Ya know, you look really cute when you’re nervous,” Steve said smiling, feeling much more confident now that you had reaffirmed what you had just barely told him.“Oh well thanks.” you scoffed, your gaze occupied with your interwoven hands.“Actually,” Steve whispered, inching closer to you, “you are, and have always been so beautiful.”“So are you.” 

Once you realized what you had said you laughed nervously and was about to apologize when Steve was tucking your hair behind your ear, stroking your cheek gently with his thumb.“Y/N listen, what I wouldn’t give to kiss you right now, but I know you, and I know you like to take your time with things, so whenever you’re ready, just let me know?”

You nodded, amazed at how observant Steve had been, even though you two hadn’t been as close as you used to be.You both sat there for a moment, soaking in the shift that had occurred in your friendship, when you suddenly turned to Steve, “Steve Harrington, I want you to kiss me.” 

That was all it took for Steve to lean in and gently press his lips to yours.

Truth or Dare may be your new favorite game.

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UPDATE I AM OPEN TO WRITING RIVERDALE (just not the core four.)

Prompt List

Send me a prompt and person(s)! I write Marvel and Stranger Things. I do not write NSFW/smut. UPDATE I AM OPEN TO WRITING RIVERDALE but not the core four. :)

1. “Will you just stop for five minutes so I can explain?!” 2. They are like the sun 3. Truth or Dare 4. “I would really like to kiss you… if that’s okay…” 5. “If you got your nose out of those stupid books and your head out of the clouds maybe you would actually have some friends!” 6. “How the hell did we end up here?” “I have no idea, remember when we used to be happy?” 7. “Wow I cannot believe I am telling you this, but I have had the biggest crush on you since… well forever.” 8. “I DON’T HATE YOU… ok? I… I wish I hated you.”

Songs

9. Dance, Dance by Fallout Boy 10. Skinny Love by Bon Iver 11. Still Into You by Paramore 12. Leave a Trace by CHVRCHES 13. Fake Happy by Paramore 14. Rewrite the Stars from The Greatest Showman 15. You Always Make Me Smile by Kyle Andrews 16. Little Things by One Direction 17. You Really Got a Hold on Me performed by She & Him 18. Over You by Ingrid Michealson & A Great Big Word 19. Tee Shirt by Birdie 20. Here Comes Your Man by Meaghan Smith

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