auroras & sad prose

plot: he sees her all dressed up, possibly for the first time; it’s such a freaking cliché but it t*kes his br*ath away ok. probably his longtime crush or fwb or something. i just ask for no exes or enemies plots bc i’ve done too many of those in the past few months pls let me write more wholesome dynamics for a change. (no taboo, including inc*st and stepc*st.) nvr feel the need to match length w/ me. i just ramble a lot.

Put on that dress he don't like / We can stay up past midnight / Crash on my sofa bed / Sleep in my room instead

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I know your type and honestly / It's not serious / It's just an experience / I'll be your experiment

and

—— “𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃?!” not something you’d normally say after accidentally knocking your acquaintance to the ground with a piece of plank. but to be fair, she was only trying to defend herself. “shit on my tit! i could’ve fucking killed you, dude.” she’s kneeling down beside them, now attempting to recompense for the mess she made. “are you okay?” 

plot: my muse is a rich boy whose parents’ for his birthday got him his very own personal tour of jurassic park. he’s super excited because he loves dinosaurs (and thinks he knows everything about them). your muse is the park’s tour guide/trainer/scientist/works there and is probably not that souped that they have to babysit a grown man. oh and you know everything’s going to go wrong soon

trigger warning(s): none at the moment

“what is the likelihood that most dinosaurs had feathers instead of scales? if a triceratops and a ankylosaurus got into a fight, who do you think would win? do you guys have a t-rex?” royal was, of course, excited. this was a dream come true for him. it was a childhood obsession that he never grew out of and as soon as there was talk about dna cloning of the once instinct reptiles, it was all he could talk about (which led many to believe that this wasn’t as much as a gift for royal but a gift for his parents, too, who didn’t have to listen to him talk about dinosaurs for at least a weekend). as soon as his plane landed he had been asking a million questions a minute- his brain was working faster than his mouth and there was so much to take in and he had only been there for an hour.

royal backpedaled, eyes filled with awe and intrigue, as him and his personal tour guide walked through the main entrance of the park that had yet to be open to the public. royal was lucky to have been born into a family that had a lot of connections (and money) to pull enough strings for such an exclusive birthday present. this was definitely topping the small island that they had bought for him for his eighteenth birthday.

the island, all in all, was beautiful. the trees were high and the leaves were a shade of green that royal thought only existed in picture books. the park itself was also very welcoming, and large. parts of it was still under construction but, as far as royal was concerned, the dinosaurs were all alive and thriving in their own habitat. royal couldn’t wait for the actual tour portion to get started.

“rather likely, which you’ll see throughout the park, though some are lacking it as a result of the dna editing we had to do in order for the animals to be cloned properly — you may have seen that in the introductory video? i can’t answer that question, as both dinosaurs are herbivores, and though they existed around the same time, it’s unlikely they’d ever properly be in combat. we do, in fact, have a t-rex, she’ll be last on the tour.” there were very few moments in time when meredith hated her job, but this — shepherding some rich kid who’d paid something ridiculous (probably more than she’d ever see in her lifetime) for a personal tour — was certainly one of them. it was worth it, for the chance to work with dinosaurs, but boy was it frustrating.

she couldn’t help but roll her eyes, ducking her head so that he couldn’t see as the two walked through that archway. it never failed to impress her, despite her best efforts, and despite the fact that she’d seen it about a billion times since she’d started working at the park. that, though, was nothing compared to the creatures that lay past it, and meredith squared her shoulders, striding through it with quick steps, intent on giving a good tour and getting the whole thing over with as soon as she possibly could.