“I love you,” the rogue said, finally admitting their feelings. They held the princen’s hand and held their breath, waiting for a response.
“I… will get back to you on that,” the princen said, patting the rogue’s hand gently before they pulled away and turned toward the battle that waited for them.
prompt: road trip!
“Can someone open the window? It’s too warm in here.”
“All around me are familiar corn stalks, worn out corn stalks-”
“I hate driving towards the sun and I have to squint for an hour.”
“Get your feet back over to your side or so help me, I do it for you.”
true.
“It’s very rude of you to make me fall in love with you. Inconsiderate, really.”
“Not what you had in mind?”
“So inconvenient.”
“I’m not sorry.”
“…me either.”
“Don’t be scared, because living in fear-”
“If you’re about to turn into a human tumblr quote, I’d rather you shut the hell up and keep walking. Besides, you’re the one that’s been squealing at every shadow.”
“How am I stealing if it was mine all along?”
“You weren’t meant to see me. I shouldn’t be visible to you.”
"Welcome to your new family. The one you didn’t want, but needed.”
“I don’t like doing all this work for nothing. You owe me.”
“You should know better than to come to me.”
“Why are you so against making things easier for yourself?”
Imagine Peter having a Crush on You but he doesn’t know what to do other than lots and lots of cheesy pick up lines. (Requested by anon)
(I’m tumblr trash shhhh)
“Hey. (Y/n).” There was a whizz and suddenly Peter was sitting - or rather lying- on the desk which you’d been doing your homework on.
“Hello.” You said with a slight laugh, “What are you doing, Peter?”
“No, but you could be.” He winked cheesily, sliding off your desk.
“What-” Oh, doing Peter.
He laughed, “Sorry, I’m not very good at this.”
“At doing yourself?” You teased.
He rolled his eyes, “You’re just as bad, Missy.”
“Oh, and you would know I suppose?” You leaned forward, on your elbow on your desk.
Peter glanced around and then with a whoosh, he was gone.
Walking down the hallway of the mansion the next morning you were suddenly stopped by Peter standing in front of you.
“Hello.” You said hesitantly.
“We have Chemistry right?” He suddenly blurted.
“As our next class?”
“Um yeah sure. See you when we have chemistry!” And he was gone, his hands leaving your shoulders as fast as they’d appeared there.
When you arrived in your next class with Peter he came to apologise to you.
“Hey (Y/n). Sorry about earlier. I’m feeling a bit off today.” He paused and then a grin spread over his features, “But you definitely turn me-” He broke off laughing. “I’m sorry I can’t do this.”
He vanished again, leaving you standing in the corridor again, as confused as ever.
It was when you were sitting out on the grass with some friends, doing your homework and just talking when Peter next appeared.
You saw him out of the corner of your eye. He seemed to be slowly making his way over to you and his friends but he kept stopping to pick something up. Or somethings.
As he got closer you realised they were limes. He saw you and waved, dropping all the limes.
“Oh my god.” You muttered, getting up and running over to him to help.
“I’m sorry.” He said, being very clumsy with the limes.
“It’s ok-”
Peter suddenly looked up at you, locking eyes. “Sorry. I’m bad at pick up limes.”
You stared at him, the smile spreading across your lips, before you grabbed him by the collar, pressing his lips to yours. You felt him smile before he kissed you back, dropping all the limes around you.
When you pulled away, unable to keep the grin off your face, Peter smirked at you. “So uh.. hey, will you go out with me then?”
“Yes you dork.”
And he kissed you again.
A: “Let’s just forget this ever happened.”
B: “Agreed. But if we’re caught, you’re taking the blame.”
A: “This was your idea!”
A: “Hey–it’s okay, what’s wrong?”
B: “I’m sorry–I just thought something had happened to you. I don’t know what I would do …”
A: “I’m fine; I’m right here, see? Everything’s okay.”
A: “Is that my shirt?”
B: “Uh . . . maybe?”
A: “… you look better in it, anyway.”
A: “Hey–what the hell! You can’t just barge in here like that!”
B: “… Did you seriously just throw a ninja star at me?”
A: “It’s your fault for interrupting me! I was practicing my aim!”
B: “No kidding–you missed me by a mile.”
A: “Get. Out!”
A: “Ugh, kill me.”
B: “What’s wrong now?”
A: “Does something have to be wrong whenever I want to die?”
B: “Generally, yes.”
A: “… I’m bored.”
A: “You make some cute noises in your sleep.”
B: “W-what? Why were you watching me sleep? And besides–I don’t talk in my sleep and I never have!”
A: “Never said nothin’ about talking, sweetheart. Maybe some … moans.”
B: “ … I am going to kill you.”
A: “Do you ever think about . . . space?”
B: “. . . Are you high?”
A: “… Very.”
A: “I don’t dance.”
B: “Aw, c’mon! It’ll be fun!”
A: “I’m serious–I will embarrass you and the entirety of the human race in the process.”
B: “You can’t be that bad.”
A: “Oh, believe me, I am.”
A: “Uh-oh.”
B: “You broke it!”
A: “No–this is your fault!”
B: “C’s going to kill you!”
A: “This was your idea, jackass!”
A: “Hey–are you listening to me?”
B: “What? I can’t hear you from down there.”
A: “I AM NOT THAT SHORT, YOU JERK!”
B: “Oh, I can hear you now. And yes, you really are.”
prompt for a pair of siblings which one enjoys simple life while the other prefers adventures and mischief?
“Why can’t I just stay here and read?”
“I don’t like sitting around. It’s so boring. Come on, let’s do something.”
“I’m tired of getting in trouble. You always get us into it.”
“Where you see an opportunity to jump in puddles, I see an opportunity of more sleep.”
“I am disappointed that…you know what disappointed doesn’t even begin to cut it. I am heartbroken by what you’ve chosen to do.”
“I didn’t mean to hurt-”
“I know. But you did anyway.”