I'm often loud in places where I should be quiet; I'm often quiet in places where I should be loud

[balsamandash]

I have spent more than six hours listening to slam poetry somehow? Relistening to the same things over and over for the most part, and I have no idea how this happened but I'm a little in love with some of them? (Especially this; I am listening to a lot of this guy's stuff but hoooly crap that one.)

I kind of want to give prompts now. Not necessarily all poetry prompts, but just... prompting people? This is putting me in the mood to prompt people.

... Uh, I guess that could turn this into an offer if anyone wants to take me up on it; comment here and I'll drop you prompts? Mostly quotes/lyrics, most likely?

I just like prompting people, okay, it pleases me.

Comments

Don't mind if I spam this prompt post with Clint/Tasha. It's what I am workign on today, so yes.

[rootsofthestories]

She's fucked up so much, twisted so many hearts around her fingertips, shattered them, left them.

She's taken sweet men, left them to rot and walked away without a thought.

She's fucked up relationships she could have had. People she could have called friends.

But she doesn't fuck this up. She doesn't twist him around, doesn't break him down. She doesn't risk seeing what happens when she walks all over him in high heels and she doesn't dare think about bullets and blood when she's near him.

He centers her, puts his hands on her shoulders and tells her it's going to be all right. He shows her what it means to be a person, how to grow and transform.

He gives her the motivation she needs to wear her skin as her own and not as someone else's.

She promises, in the late nights when he's lost, when the world is still falling down in his head and he can't be sure if he's in control, that she still loves him.

And yes, she has fucked up. she's destroyed people who could have loved her, but this was better. This is worth it.

They'll see each other through the night, pull one another down the paths into the goodness they deserve, even if neither of them think they actually do.

She'll remind him and he'll remind her and they compliment each other that way, just as they always do.

They are meant to be this, meant to be the people at each other's sides.

And maybe one day it will change, they will falter or shift or simply grow out of each other. Maybe.

But the day is not today, the night is not this one. They will hold each other, promise each other, be there when the other needs and that is what being a partner is, that is what belonging means.

Do you think I would ever mind either you spam or Clint/Tasha?

[balsamandash]

And just. Eeeeeeeeeeee, eeeee, yes, I love both of these so much, I am so pleased. *rolls around in your words and gllees*

Okay, true

[rootsofthestories]

<3333 And you ahve a third. I'm just...going to be doing this on and off all day because I think it's going ot be what manages to keep me going.

I am so glad you put up with me throwing random words at you.

[balsamandash]

Please feel free to do the thing, do as much and as many of the thing as you'd like. And. If I can do anything for you please tell me, but yes. DO THE THING, I welcome it with open arms.

[rootsofthestories]

<333333 I think I am okay. I'm going to be trying to fuck around with other stories at some pint but for now this is what I am doing.. ​

Re: Okay, true

[balsamandash]

I'm also tempted to go back to watching slam poetry and give you prompts but that's neither here nor there.

Re: Okay, true

[rootsofthestories]

I would not say no? :D

Re: Okay, true

[balsamandash]

>> I will possibly do the thing. Do you want me to gear it towards the spies (and if so, in canon? or verse free-for-all?) or would you just like promptspam?

Re: Okay, true

[rootsofthestories]

general promptspam is okay be me :