#idiots to lovers prompt

[lady-of-tearshed]

Chapter one

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Summary: Elain's journey as she navigates between her beginnings as an actress, a breakup, and a very handsome and carring colleague.

Word count: 478 words

Warnings: Breakup, verbal fight, physical restraint (slightly), swearing (I think?)

Dividers made by myself ♥️

Elain had never felt so small in a room.

Graysen and her's small flat felt ten times bigger now that she's dropped the news. Her cheeks ached from smiling all day and her heart pounded with excitement to share her happiness with her boyfriend.

But her face quickly went blank at his unexpected reaction.

“You're going to share a kiss with that freak?!”

“It's just acting, Graysen!” She took an hesitant step towards him, her fingers shaking from the raw rage in her boyfriend’s voice. “I've worked so hard for that role, I…I tought…”

“What did you think? Huh?” Graysen spun around, his eyes flashing with the disdain he had for Elain. “That I'd be thrilled about you kissing another man just to “play pretend”?”

“I thought that you'd be happy for me.”

The words came out of her harsher than she'd wish. She lowered her head, her cheeks turning red as shame crept into her. 

Graysen swore, “Elain… It’s just- this is not the kind of future I want for us.”

Elain bit her lip, tears welled in her eyes, but she still refused to look up at him. “And what if this is what I want for my future?”

The room turned drastically colder. It was silent, and filled with a heavy atmosphere. They just stared at each other, their eyes filled with hatred, an emotion Elain had never seen in Grayson’s eyes when he looked at her. 

Graysen yanked the script out of Elain’s hands, shredding it to pieces like he had done to her heart. Panting, he shoved the scraps of paper back at her. He was so blinded with anger that he didn’t even see the tears that cascaded down Elain’s mortified face. “Then take your scraps and leave.” 

“Grayson-”

“Fucking leave, Elain!”

She flinched when he raised his voice. She backed away, her hand blindly reaching for the front door handle. This was not her Graysen, couldn’t be…

Grayson's face softened, back to normal. He came back to his senses and stared at her as if she was an injured animal. 

“Elain…” He reached for her. She recoiled. “Baby, you know I didn’t mean it. Please, stay…”

She couldn't see anything. Her tears blinded her vision and breathing burned her lungs. All she wanted was to flee, flee, flee…

“Elain, listen to me!” 

Elain yelped when he pinned her against the front door, blocking it shut. She hit his chest with her fist, but he held her wrists in his palm. 

“Look, I'm sorry, okay?” 

Those damn words. She was sick of hearing those damn words over, and over again. 

“Let go,” She sobbed, her whole body shaking with fear, anger, deception... “Let go of me!” 

She stared up at him and yanked her wrists free. Grayson's eyes widened, his lips parted. Realisation hit him, he had genuinely fucked up. Elain was scared of him. 

“This,” She shoved her decapitated script to his chest before he could speak, “Is what I've worked for all my damn life, Graysen! And if you…” 

She gulped down air, finding it hard to continue. Her throat was so tight, and her heart so heavy, “If you had just listened to me, you would've known how important this was to me.” She wiped her nose ungraciously, “You would have been happy for me. Now let me go.” 

Graysen’s arms fell limp to his sides, no longer caging Elain. She slipped away, and slammed the door as she went. She did not turn back, and she did not say goodbye to six years of romance. 

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[crowleys-hips]

GOetry thing for this week. it's based on this artwork: Pièta by @theonevoice i hope it stabs you 🖤

taglist below

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[dumplingsjinson]

List of “friends don’t look at friends that way” prompts

“Your mouth says you don’t like me but the way you stare at me tells me everything I need to know.” 

“Stop staring at me like that, it’s making me feel things I don’t want to feel.”

“Your eyes are always on them.” “…Are they? I haven’t noticed.”

“You’re being very unsubtle with your heart eyes for them.” 

“You look like you want to devour them.” “Shut the fuck up, that is so not true.”

“Why do you always look at me like that?” “Like what?” “Like you… Want me.” 

“You staring at me like that is giving me false hopes so I’m going to need you to stop.”

“So like… Do you like them or something?” “Why would you think that? How could you think that?” “Because you keep staring at them like you’re in love or something.” 

“Stop eyeing them like they’re a piece of snack, you fucking weirdass.” “The fuck? I do not do that, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I can’t help but stare at you because you’re just so…” “So…?” “Breathtaking. You’re breathtaking.”

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 98

Geralt comes clean to Jaskier one night that he feels as if their friendship and their traveling partnership is a little onesided, but because he's Geralt, he doesn't articulate this well enough to actually draw you to the correct damn conclusion. Jaskier assumes Geralt is dropping hints that Jaskier isn't doing enough. Geralt hunts and provides for them, and he does the contracts, and he does the cooking (Jaskier would set water on fire if he could) - Thus, Jaskier begins doing more in order to try and prove himself to Geralt. Geralt has finally admitted to Jaskier that he hasn't been doing enough. Jaskier made Geralt famous with one song, Jaskier barters their prices, Jaskier sings to earn them money every night, Jaskier holds his own in the fights he's unfortunately involved in, Jaskier takes care of camp while Geralt is away hunting, Jaskier massages Geralt, and cares for his hair- I mean, it's so much that Jaskier does for them, and Geralt feels he doesn't do enough. But Geralt has finally admitted that he's not doing enough to Jaskier, so now he has the motivation to do better! He just wishes it didn't keep seeming miraculously more and more difficult to keep up with Jaskier-

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

character A and character B are enemies who are in fact idiots in love (but they’re such idiots they don’t know the feelings are mutual). one of them is drunk, so the other has to be sober in order to look after them. suddenly the drunk one prompts their enemy to play two truths and a lie with them. it’s fine, it’s just a silly game.

until one of the 3 choices provided is an outright love confession.

and of course, that damn confession isn’t the lie.

read a fic with this prompt here

[logoleptic-since-06]

Imagine you go on Tinder as a joke, making up a fake identity with the silliest name and personality, only to be matched with an equally odd profile. Texting back and forth and bluffing with everything you say, you realise the other person is doing the same. You both end up texting as your real selves, slowly growing into each other.

I don't have a specific character in mind for this scenario, so feel free to imagine your fave for this one <3

[starweaversguidetothehazbinhotel]

Okay I am taking the NSFW out of this prompt.

https://www.tumblr.com/worm-writes-hicfics/757388510855593984/hey-its-the-same-person-who-asked-about-a-luci

It may or may not be a hot take- but..

-~-~-

Lucifer can’t get hiccups.

A shame really-Because he finds them absolutely ADORABLE. They are the mortal version of a rubber duck squeak.

So tiny. So precious. So human.

Oh- He has tried to trigger his own hiccup-fit; but after a millennium or two, Lucifer has begrudgingly accepted that it’s never going to happen. It’s disappointing, but He is not mortal and his angelic body doesn’t need to randomly spasm in such a way. (After all this time, He’s still not even sure why humans bodies did it. Seriously- besides being cute- it served no purpose whatsoever)

The hotels resident radio demon however? For all his sense of propriety and self-control; is NOT immune to the condition.

A fact Lucifer gleefully discovered after a night of drunkenly swapping puns and terrible dad jokes with his daughter’s creepy hotelier.

Alastor’s laughter ringing through the hotel lobby; before dissolving into a fit of unrefined snorts, hiccups, and -“Apple of Eden, was that a BLEAT?”

Oh; that had no right being as adorable -interesting-as it was. And it was definitely not something Lucifer would exploit for his own amusement in the future.

Now he just needs to figure out how to make the sinner laugh like that again.

[hehehereliesmysanity]

IDIOT

“It’s no wonder nobody falls in love with me,” Wille says with tears in his eyes.

“What?”

“I know why I’m so unlovable.”

“What are you even talking about?”

“I’m not smart, not pretty, not cute, not good enough. Why would anybody fall in love with me?”

“Open my chat with Sara,” Simon orders, handing his phone over to his best friend.

“Huh?”

“Type your name in the search bar.”

Wille types “your name." He gets nothing.

“You really went all in with the “not smart” part, huh? I can’t believe I’ve been pining over a complete idiot for years.”

@youngroyals-events

[ineffableprompts]

Prompt #24

Crowley was on a deadline.

It started when Adam and Warlock announced they would be getting married and gave Aziraphale an ultimatum; he had half a year to find himself a significant other to attend their wedding with or they would be finding one for him.

Now, Crowley had half a year to get Aziraphale to fall in love with him unless he wanted to risk seeing his Angel with someone else.

[write-it-motherfuckers]

Person A: “The fact that (Person B) always falls for my tricks, use to be entertaining... but now it’s starting to get flat out concerning.”

Person C: “...I think the fact that you still haven’t figured out why they always ‘fall’ for your bullshit, is the real concern here.”

[miakate-writes]

idiots to lovers would be cool 👀👀 gkdjfdk

Idiots to lovers prompts 🏹

[hiii omg. so this particular trope is very special to me because it’s essentially just my boyfriend and I]

[song for the vibes, but mostly bc gracie abrams is the loml ^^^^]

having nicknames for each other that slowly become more endearing.

getting REALLY flustered over the smallest thing like a hug.

the classic “no, i don’t think they like me” while the “they” in question is currently shooting them googoo eyes from across the room.

they’re probably in the talking stage for months before they actually start dating, but it feels like they’re already together.

flirting. omg so much flirting. shamelessly too.

they like the strangest things about each other. “I really like A’s handwriting” and such things is what B’s friends constantly hear.

“i really like… hanging out with you.”

“you’re a really great… friend.”

definitely a lot of stuttering and tripping over words going on.

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[kitkatscabinet]

i need a whole damn oneshot or mere crumbs of more gaz x eader marrying for housing. i am now obsessed 😓👩🏽‍🍳⁉️💯

Haha, one day, I did start writing it but Astarion has taken over 😫.

Naturally your friends and family are confused but neither one of you wanna risk anyone finding out you married just for the benefits so obviously you have to sell the act.

Good bye kisses when in public, cute little dates, neither of you even looking twice at someone that would normally be your type. You two are the motherfuckers that go to laser tag/paintball and destroy everyone. It’s even worse if you’re on opposite teams.

Both of you wearing the rings when you’re on leave !!! You go out to get a drink one night and leave to go to the bathroom only to come back to Gaz being hit on. You hang back to watch, I mean Gaz is attractive so you understand why it’s happening and you’re only a little annoyed but he just completely shuts the person down. Dramatically flings out his hand with the ring on like “um excuse me, I’m MARRIED 🤨☝️”

You think that’s when you realise you’re a little bit in love with your friend turned housemate/husband.

[dumplingsjinson]

List of “you’re an oblivious idiot but I’m so gone for you either way” prompts

“So do I need to be more direct with you from now on? Because that’s what I’m going to do if it means you can finally understand how much I adore you.”

“Was I not obvious enough this whole fucking time or are you as dense as a brick?” 

“I tried hinting to you!” “Well, you could have used words instead! You know I’m not the best at reading between the lines.”

“So what the hell do I have to do to make you realise that I’m head over heels in love with you?” “…I need more than words.” “Oh my fucking— I’ve been giving you more than words this whole fucking time.” 

“Wait, you like me?” “For God’s sake—“

“I thought you knew—” “No, I didn’t!”

“You’d think you’d be able to pick up the signs of me trying to flirt with you but apparently you’re denser than this wall and nothing gets through to you other than being smashed directly into with a goddamn crane.”

“So I guess I’m just going to  have to spell everything out for you because you clearly think I don’t like you when that could not be more wrong.”

“You can’t take a hint, can you?” “You know I only function properly when someone’s direct with me.”

“So who the hell are you in love with—” “You. Fucking damn it, I’m in love with you. Are you happy now? Can we move on?”

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 41

A mage (yes I know I love making mage villains of the week, but if they didn't want me to make them all the time, they shouldn't be so fun and full of opportunities) puts a spell on Geralt while he's on a hunt. He can only speak lies / the complete opposite of what he feels or means to say, and the only way to break the spell is to reveal his darkest secret. This is all well and good and easily fixable, presumably. The best part is Jaskier has caught on near immediately to what the curse is, and is able to translate all of Geralt's lies and antonyms. "I don't need more supplies for potions." "We'll go looking for a greenhouse or whatever you need, then." "I hate this song." "Why thank you, Geralt! How lovely to know that opinion is a lie!" "Can I braid your hair again?" "Never." "Perfect!~" Except for the times he pretends to forget the curse's existence. "Feed Roach all the apples you want." "Oh, I shall! Thank you for the permission!" He did not give permission. Geralt just deals with the curse for a month or two, before being fed up and deciding to just trust the mage's so-called cure for the curse, and says his darkest secret. That he's in love with Jaskier. However, he's neglected to find a way to explain the cure to Jaskier, and now Jaskier just assumes he's heard another lie / complete opposite. Jaskier is heartbroken, assuming Geralt must dislike him at the least, and hate him at the worst, and suddenly all those teasing comments over the years are seen in a new worrying light. I mean, Geralt, cursed to say the exact opposite of what he means telling Jaskier that he loves him? Jaskier races away from their shared room and gets absolutely wasted in a tavern all the way across town. Geralt paces and panics alone in their shared room for a few hours before going and returning his bard back home. He now has to spend the entire night internally-writing and rehearsing his big explanation speech and apologize to his bard for the miscommunication.

[etvie]

Can someone wilmonify this?

[patoslover]

I was decorating the back cover of my sketchbook with some gomens drawing I made during Christmas and New Year's and thought about sharing them here because I think they all look very good! <3

There are layers and layers of little silly drawings MWHAHAHA (I'm working on the maniacal/hysterical laughter)

Some of these are cute silly prompts from inktobers and some are inspired by different songs' lyrics

(also, those colours.... 🤨🏳️‍⚧️? /jk/jk altho it's a pretty nice trans subtext for them right here....)