Imagine Person A is addicted to painkillers, and Person B finds where Person A keeps their painkillers and confronts them about it. Person B offers to help Person A recover and Person A sighs, nods, and says “Yeah, I’d like that.”
Are you still taking cuddle prompts from the list you linked to? Early season MSR, #30
Cuddle alert! Set in season 2 between Firewalker and Red Museum.
Scully’s voice screeches as she watches her partner being shoved into the tiny
closet almost hidden in the wall; his broad shoulders bump painfully against the frame
before he disappears inside. The door is slammed shut and the faceless man
turns to her; she raises her gun, her hands shaking slightly, but she isn’t
fast enough. The gun is kicked from her hand, she screams, she bites, and
before she knows it the closet door opens again and she is thrown against
need you Feds getting in my way.” They hear their suspect laugh from the
other side before his footsteps are gone. Scully pushes against the door in the
pitch black darkness and feels Mulder behind her, much too close, much too
us out of here!” Scully hammers her fists against the wood, kicks it
angrily, until Mulder’s hands settle on her shoulders gently squeezing.
no use,” his voice is soft and his breath tickles her; he is just too damn
close and she can’t see anything here. Her hands pause, unclench, and she takes
a deep breath. “Save your strength.”
what, Mulder? He’s not just going to come back.”
knows where we are. They’ll find us. He’ll kick our asses for letting a suspect
get away, but he’ll let us out of here.” Mulder assures her with his hands
still on her shoulders; Scully knows she’s tense and with him so close, she
knows he can tell.
Mulder? How long do we have to be in here?” She can’t keep the quiver out
of her voice. Scully leans forward, tries to break contact with Mulder, but
there’s just no room. She closes her eyes; this darkness, her own, almost a
know,” Mulder clears his throat behind her and she swears she can just
about feel it, “this kind of reminds me of playing seven minutes in
heaven.” He chuckles and she definitely feels that, his body seemingly
coming even closer, his warmth indiscernible from her own. Scully appreciates
his attempt to lighten the mood, but this isn’t a game and it’s far from
heaven. More like forever stuck in hell. Stuck being the operative word. She
takes a deep, shaky breath.
isn’t your fault, Mulder.”
making you uncomfortable. I’d say that’s my fault.” He shifts behind her and
for a short moment his body is no longer touching hers. It lasts not even a
second before he’s back against her; his chest pressing into her back, his legs
aligned with hers. “There’s not much space here. I’m sorry, Scully. I’ll
try to uhm, behave. And shut up.”
you’re not the problem.” Her whisper in this dark, quiet closet could have
just as well have been a scream. He is silent after that and Scully is
convinced she can hear him think. He is going through their files in his mind,
searching for any indication why this is so difficult for her; it takes him a
while, longer than she thought it would, and she knows exactly when he gets it.
His gasp is audible, sounds painful in her ears, and almost immediately his
hand is back on her shoulder.
Barry.” It’s not a question. “He- when you – when he…” Scully
nods, hoping to shut him up.
so sorry, Scully.” His apology is different this time and his hand leaves
her shoulder, lands on her back, and gently starts stroking up and down; Scully
is uncertain if he’s even aware of what he’s doing. Ever since she’s come back, he’s been invading her personal
space, making it his own. Touching her
at every opportunity; just a hand on her shoulder, a lingering touch on her
back. It’s as if he’s still not sure she’s really here with him and he needs to
make sure it’s her and he can still touch her, feel her under his hands. It
bothers her, sometimes, but not now. This, she realizes, is not at all like
when Duane Barry kidnapped her, put her in the trunk. Her hands tied up then,
unable to scream, to ask for help. She’d yelled for Mulder in her mind
repeatedly. This time he is here. She is not alone in the darkness. He is here
and he is not going to let anything happen to her. He told her to take time
off, to get better and she assured him she was fine. She was. Until now. So she
doesn’t try to get away from him any longer, his strength and his warmth.
Instead, she leans back against him, hoping he understands her without having
to say it, without having to ask him to hold her. For a moment they stand like
this; back to chest, otherwise not touching. Then Mulder tentatively puts his
arms around her, rests his hands on her stomach, engulfing her completely. His
head comes to rest on hers heavily, pleasantly and a sense of safety spreads
inside of her.
this all right?”
more than all right.” Scully lets him know, her gratitude stuck on her tongue, and puts her own hands over
his; this time it’s her who needs to make sure he really is there and not just a figment
of her imagination.
don’t move, don’t speak for the longest time. Until they hear voices,
frantically searching for them. Mulder’s hands leave her body, but not her, as
they both hammer against the door and when it finally opens, the light blinding
them momentarily, Skinner helps them out.
We got him. He wouldn’t tell us where you were. Are you all right,
Agents?” Scully feels Mulder behind her; he is not pressed against her
anymore, but he is there, ready to jump in, hold her, keep her safe.
fine, Sir.” Mulder puts his hand on her back as they leave, at last, but
they never speak of what happened while they were trapped inside there ever
Person A is an attention addict, and is constantly trying to find a way to make it about them. They were invited to a show, and Person B is known as the most insane contestant. With flips and diving, Person A feels everyone else is ignoring them, and finds a way to the front of the crowd. Person B ask for a volunteer and ends up picking Person A, and brings them on the stage. Person B ends up carrying Person A across a rope at least 100 feet in the air. Person A begins to freak out and falls, grabbing the rope before falling, Person B instantly panicking and without any thought, grabbed Person A, forcing both of them to crash to the ground onto a large mat. Everyone goes silent before they both stand up and bow down, the crowd exploded.
Person A is addicted to drugs, but it’s luckily limited to only cigarettes and alcohol. They see Person B, a more attractive, younger, healthier, tattooed covered kid, in a bar, but knows they probably got chance with them. They leave the bar for a moment for a cigarette when they hear a woman screaming, and instantly rush back in to see a crowd a people at the back of the bar. They push to the front to see Person B laying on the floor with a cut across their arm, nothing to big . Everyone is panicking before Person A kneels down on their knee, the cigarette still lit in their mouth, and grabs out a First-Aid, calmly wraps up Person B’s arm. When Person B starts to ask questions like “Why are you calm?” And “How do you know how to wrap this?”, Person A Shows them their arms with similar marks, and explains its from practice on themselves and their sibling, and walks out. Person B ends up bumping into them again, and thanks them continuously.
Person A has an addiction to technology. Rarely eats or even leaves their room, spending days at a time on the computer with no breaks. However, they leave with their friends to pick up someone from the airport and meets Person B, a new apartment owner from down the hallway. They want to talk to them, but finds it too difficult to, and just leaves to pick up their buddy from the airport. It’s been multiple weeks since Person B showed up, and they’ve finally decided to get therapy for the addiction so they feel like they can get into touch with Person B. However, when they show up at the therapy session, they see Person B sitting in the circle, waiting for it to start. In the end, Person B recognized Person A, and the two begin to bond over it. Person B is a food addict, and is attempting to get better for the sake of their life, and came to the city just for the therapist. It’s finally the last day, and the two of them about to depart. Person B leaves the city, and Person A just lives with an empty heart. The next week, they were going to get their mail when they saw Person B roaming the halls. When Person A ask why they’re here, they just say they couldn’t stay off their addiction with Person A.
Some people asked me for the journal prompt list I was following for my art journal entries so here it is! If you do want to start a journal based on this list it would be great if you could tag me in it @cheerychow and link back to this post so others can join in too! 💕
at some point, kylo becomes addicted to death sticks (or whatever the equivalent of hard drugs is in the sw universe lmao). Hux has to overlook his withdrawal. Make it painful, with hux being mean af during the entire thing ..
[I adore this little sketch of the two of them from @keelime-pies because look at it.. It’s so damn well accurate of the two of them when they very first met. Samuru looks absolutely adorable that poor darling and Isen just can’t figure out what his ‘problem’ is!]
[Meanwhile ten plus years later Isen figured it out. I love this picture of them both, I think @yoiku did a fantastic job sketching them as they are, rather than in game. Please make sure you check out both of these brilliant artists if you haven’t yet! ]
Are you a hack that’s running out of ways to complain about the World’s Worst Generation, Millennials? Better turn in your resignation form, fool, because I’ve got a whole glut of Millennial articles that will draw in those Baby Boomer clicks like no ones business.
The ME Generation: Why All Writing Is About Millennials Now
Participation Trophies Are Why Entitled Millennials Think They Deserve Jobs
Newsflash, Millennials: Your Workplace Doesn’t Come With Participation Trophies
Millennials and the War on Gluten
How Millennials Destroyed The McDonald’s Dollar Menu
Studies Show Millennials Really Were Born Yesterday
How Millennial Multiculturalism Killed My Dog And Ruined My Marriage
I Don’t Care What Anyone Says, I Still Love My Entitled Millennial Son
Latest Millennial “Meme” Is Literally Just Punching Older People
How To Participation Trophy Proof Your Home (So Your Grandkids Won’t Be Huge Pussies)
I Straight Up Punted My Newborn Son Across The Hospital Room While He Was Breastfeeding To Teaching Him There’s No Such Thing As A Free Meal
How To Threaten, Bribe, And Coerce Your Entitled Millennial Children From Putting You In A Nursing Home
Millennials Getting Older Everyday, Still Terrible
Millennials and the War on Heterosexuality
My Millennial Son Is Better Than Your Millennial Son, Lorraine
Millennials More Compassionate, Studies Show This Is Still Bad Somehow
Coping With New Millennial Genders
Millennials Hate Free Speech Unless It’s About Them
My Entitled Millennial Son Keeps Staring Hungrily At My Participation Trophies
Millennial Daughters: Nonexistent?
Why Millennials Don’t Deserve The Sun
Millennials Even Breathe Differently
Studies Show Millennials Less Likely To Be White
Rise In Witchcraft Practitioners Among Millennials
Millennials Allergic To Hard Work
Millennials So Addicted To College, Risk Bankruptcy To Continue Educations
How To React When Your Millennial Son Brings Home A Participation Trophy
If Millennials Like Punching Nazis So Much, Why Didn’t They Fight In World War II?
Looking At Participation Trophies Lowers Testosterone, Studies Show
Millennials Recycling Cost Plastic Industry 10,000,000 Jobs Per Year
Millennials Ruined Gluten Allergies For Everyone
Newsflash Millennials: Gluten Is Our God Now
Reclaiming The Title “Entitled” From Entitled Millennials
Millennials On Wall Street: Refuse To Put In The 10 Years Of Hard Work Before Acquiring Hoes And Blow
More Millennials Using Public Transportation Than Ever
Check Your Millennial Son’s Internet Browsing History And Get Him To Church
Millennials: The Gayest?
Vaccinating Your Millennial Sons
Millennials Addicted To Cats
Millennials Are Why The Future Won’t Have Hoverboards
“Eco-Friendly” Latest Fetish Amongst Millennials
How Millennials Destroyed Democracy
Millennials Overly Sensitive To Words, Claim They Have “Meaning”
Millennial Bootstraps: Permanently Frayed
Not Ashamed Of My Entitled Millennial Children
Millennials Told They Could “Do Anything”, Psyches Ruined
Why Do Millennials Have Such Bad Taste In Music?
Coping With Millennial Tears
Why Aren’t Millennials Spending $30,000 A Month On Wine?
ME ME ME: No Generation Has Taken As Many Selfies As Millennials
Hard Work “Too Hard” For Soft Entitled Millennials
Millennials Lack Fiscal Knowledge, Prefer Renting To Buying Houses
Person A grew
up in a broken home, just them and their single parent who is an addict of some
sort, leaving them with very little money and forcing Person A to work to keep them both afloat financially. One day, Person B, the child of a very important
political figure/celebrity/famous person, shows up at Person A’s door (with bodyguards, of course) claiming that Person A is their famous parent’s other
child, making Person A and Person B half siblings. Person A is offered a life of safety
and no worries. In exchange, they will be leaving behind their addict parent to
fend for themself.