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𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.
basically i was looking over the protective prompts and the hero prompts and it hit me that like. the unbridled angst and vibes of the whole “post-battle” scene, or a scene set after an attack or a disaster or smth, needs to be ADDRESSED!!! and so y’all get the full weight of my angst today, sprinkled with a lot of teamwork and selfless and sacrificing vibes. i hope you enjoy! do NOT add further contributions to this list!!! i will curse your potato crops!!!
DIALOGUE PROMPTS.
“ can you hear me? hey… [NAME], can you hear my voice? “
“ come on… wake up. please… please wake up… “
“ oh! oh, thank god! i thought we lost you… “
“ hey, hey… look at me, okay? you gotta get up now. you think you might be able to walk? ‘cause they sent for back-up, and if they find us… we cannot let them find us. understand? “
“ go, go! save yourself! i’ll buy you some time! “
“ we both know i’m not walking out of this one. it’s okay, alright? it’s okay… just… do me a favor, will you? will you make them pay for this? i don’t care how. but… don’t let them get away with it. “
“ hey, how badly are you hurt? can you move? you think you can walk? “
“ if you can’t walk, i’m gonna have to carry you, alright? we can’t stay here. “
“ hey, look at me. i’m slowing you down, we both know it. it’s okay. i’ll hide and wait for back-up; you get yourself out of here. “
“ you’re gonna need to climb up on my back, you’re slowing us down with that injury. “
“ will you quit talking like that?! i’m not leaving you behind! “
“ what the hell are you doing here?! i told you to get out of here! “
“ you’re shivering… hey. hey, listen to me, okay? everything’s gonna be alright, i promise. here… take my jacket. don’t worry, i’m warm-blooded. “
“ i’ll get blood on your shirt… “
“ hey, don’t you dare close your eyes, you hear me? you die in my arms, and i’m gonna stick the dry-cleaning bill for this shirt in your coffin, that’s a promise! “
“ i know we almost died just now, but… am i the only one who’s hungry? “
“ we need to get you to a hospital… “
“ hey, come on now… you’re okay. you’re good, right? “
“ i must be hurt pretty bad if you’re being this nice to me. “
“ quit playing the martyr. we’re not leaving you behind. “
“ you know, i hate to be the negative voice, but… did… did we just lose? “
“ look at me… i’m not gonna make it. it’s okay, i’m fine with that. but… you can’t stay here. you’ve got a good long life ahead of you. and you’re smart, too; too smart to wait around here and waste that long life. so you get out of here, and you go live that life. live it for both of us. will you promise me you’ll do that? “
“ back-up isn’t coming. is it? we’re on our own, right? “
“ can’t sleep, huh? it’s okay. it’s probably all that adrenaline and shock; i can’t sleep, either. wanna keep each other company? “
“ i don’t give two shits about the back-up; i’m just happy you’re alive. “
ACTION PROMPTS.
as always, add a “+ REVERSE” to switch the roles!
[ CARRY ]: having found the receiver in an injured/weak/unconscious state, the sender carries them in their arms to safety.
[ TILT ]: the sender gently tilts the receiver’s chin up so that they can check to see if they’re okay.
[ PULL ]: sender takes the fallen receiver’s hands and carefully pulls them up so that they’re standing once more.
[ WAIST ]: sender, while physically supporting and steadying the receiver, loops an arm around their waist for extra support.
[ BACK ]: sender crouches down slightly to let the wounded receiver climb on their back, giving them a piggy-back ride to safety afterwards.
[ HAIR ]: while in the process of checking the receiver for injuries or other signs of harm, the sender gently brushes several strands of hair from their eyes.
[ TEND ]: sender begins to care for the receiver’s injuries.
[ LEAN ]: the wounded sender leans against the receiver for physical support.
[ SUPPORT ]: the sender encourages the wounded receiver to lean against them for physical support.
[ PUSH ]: the sender gently pushes the receiver back to lie down so they can check them properly for injuries.
[ COAT ]: sender removes their jacket and drapes it around the shoulders of the trembling receiver.
[ BLANKET ]: just as they’re all about to go to sleep, the sender covers the receiver with their own blanket.
[ AWAKE ]: the sender, unable to sleep, gets up to go for a walk, and finds that the receiver is also unable to sleep.
[ TOGETHER ]: when the receiver awakens, they discover that the sender has been sleeping next to them, arms wrapped around one another for warmth, comfort, protection ( or something more… )
[ BANDAGE ]: the sender sits down across from the receiver and begins to bandage their wounds.
[ DRAG ]: unable to leave them behind, the sender drags the wounded receiver out of danger and into a safe hiding place for both of them to wait until help arrives.
[ TOUCH ]: the sender nudges or touches the receiver to check and see if they’re alright after the attack.
[ CLEAN ]: the sender gently and carefully begins to bathe the blood/soot/ash/dirt from the receiver’s skin during a moment of calm.
[ PRIORITY ]: when they arrive at a designated safe place, the sender refuses to be examined or cared for until the receiver is taken care of first.
[ PROMISE ]: before leaving to get help/food/water/a rescue mission etc, the sender assures and promises the receiver that they’ll return safely, refusing to bring them along or to stay behind.
[ BROKEN ]: after having promised the receiver that they’d return, it’s learned that the sender died during their mission. how does the receiver respond?
[ TRAPPED ]: after having promised the receiver that they’d return from a mission, the receiver learns that the sender has been kidnapped or otherwise trapped, requiring a rescue mission to bring them home.
[ RESCUE ]: the sender and receiver reunite after the sender embarked upon an infamously perilous rescue mission to save the receiver.
[ FOUND ]: after a massive rescue mission to try and find the missing receiver, the sender is the first to find them just as the efforts are about to be abandoned.
[ HOPE ]: just as the receiver is about to lose hope in ever finding the sender again, a message or clue of some kind is discovered that essentially guarantees that the sender is still alive, restoring the receiver’s hope once more.
[ CLING ]: having finally been reunited, the sender pulls the receiver into a tight, overwhelmingly relieved embrace, clinging to them and burying their face in their shoulder. the whole deal. make it EMOTIONAL–
[ TEARS ]: having finally found the receiver, or having finally been found by the receiver, the sender breaks down in tears of relief, fear, and many other emotions as they officially reunite.
[ SACRIFICE ]: knowing that the circumstances only allow one of them to survive, the sender sacrifices their life in order to guarantee the receiver’s survival and safety.
cinematic parallels Blue Valentine (2010) // Gone Girl (2014)
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Kıvanç Tatlıtuğ and Tuba Büyüküstün in Cesur Ve Güzel (2016-2017)
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Break Up Song: By and Down the River by A Perfect Circle Song that Reminds Him of Someone: Walk Through Fire by Zayde Wolf & Ruelle makes him think of Beatriz ( @hatestocry ) Song for Sexy Times: Take Me to Church by Hozier
@hatestocry asked: ‘ i’d like to stay like this for awhile. ’
He was glad her eyes were closed so she couldn’t see him frown as they sat the in small cabin, Iris asleep on her chest, and her head against his shoulder. Could they really stay like this? He didn’t believe the world went that easy on them, either of them, any of them, but as they sat there, comfortable, and at peace, it was a nice dream. He wasn’t going to ruin that dream, not this time. It may have been foolish, but maybe they needed it, to live the lie for a while. He ran his fingers over her arm gently as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Then that’s what we’ll do,” he said, just above a whisper. “We’ll stay just like this, as long as we can.”
hatestocry:
Shaking her head at him, she started, “Nathan, please. It’s the least I can do…” and bit her tongue against letting her feelings come tumbling past her lips. Instead, she turned back to make sure that Iris was still comfortable and distracted by her Rice Krispie Treat and her stuffed animals. Bea still wasn’t sure what their destination was, but she had a feeling they would be in the car long enough for the little girl to fall asleep. Hopefully the excitement of the day would take its toll on her sooner rather than later. She gave Iris one more reassuring smile before focusing back on the scene unfolding around them.
“I don’t know for certain.” In truth, she hadn’t stopped long enough to think too hard about all of the implications once the internet (and the helicarriers) started blowing up. “I would say it’s a fair bet that it has something to do with The Captain, though, considering our orders to capture him,” Bea mused, lips pursed in displeasure. It occurred to her that Nathan’s resources may not have been diverted to that particular effort. That gap in her knowledge was a stinging reminder of her recent absence and drew her brows together in a frown. But she was here now - that was what mattered.
She cleared her throat to pull herself out of her thoughts. “Luckily it was my day off and I wasn’t at the Triskelion,” she continued. “I’m just glad I was able to get to Iris first.”
Iris’s eyes were fixed on the helicarriers crashing down as they spoke. It was only at the mention of Captain America that she perked her attention and she turned towards them. “He’s gonna be okay, right? Because he’s Captain America, he has to be,” she said with all of her child like innocence.
Nathaniel sighed, loathed to potentially lie to his child. He took a moment to weigh the risk of distrust over the potential of worrying her. “I hope so, and I think so, Rabbit, it’s gonna be alright, because we’re together. Just like a vacation,” he said as he glanced at the her in the small mirror that sat above his rearview. Seeing her seemingly satisfied, he gave Bea a small smile. “We’ll talk in a bit,” he said quietly as he turned turned on some music, melodious jazz and soul turned down low in hopes of helping Iris off to sleep.
It seemed to work as she was out by the time they’d crossed into Pennsylvania. He was quiet for a moment longer as his mind tried to think reasonably. It wasn’t until after they’d stopped for gas, and were switching the plates that he could do anything more than instruction or small talk. “Are you okay?” he asked, almost compulsorily, “Really okay, I’ve seen Cap’s profile, he might be a bit reckless,” understatement, “But if he and SHIELD are at odds, then it’s SHIELD that’s in the wrong.” It was what he couldn’t quiet reconcile, he’d known too many SHIELD agents, done too much in the name of good, how could they be the bad guys?

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“Sure, yeah,” Tom replied, grateful that Nate wouldn’t push the issue about sitting down in an office for official appointments. After silence had settled between the pair, he finally spoke once more. “Thanks, Nate. I know I’m a pain in the ass. I’ve had plenty of people make that very clear. I’m working to get back on track, but it’s … a lot after all these years.”
“You’re not a pain in the ass. Romanoff constantly disappearing when we’re supposed to have a sit down is a pain in the ass, Barton’s constant deflection is a pain in the ass, Stark is a pain in the ass,” he said give a shrug. “You’re just.. doing your best. Let’s go get a beer. I know a good spot,” he suggested, raising a hand to put on the man’s shoulder, giving it a squeeze, hoping to offer him something a hell of a lot less lonely than whatever he was going through.
galaeus:
“Callin’ you up? Unlikely. I can manage, even if I hate them.” Being precise means less leverage for her and all the more for him. She hesitates on the next jab, holding back as her eyes lock with his as he pin-points the gears churning in her brain with disgusting accuracy. Therapists. ( Can’t stand them. ) “…yeah, guess you could say it goes something like that for me. Worst case, hundreds die. Best case, no one dies. Probable case? A handful will die, and I don’t have a way to change that.”
He was able to avoid easily with her distraction. “But odds are on your side, and sometimes, yeah, people die, but if you do nothing many more die,” he said before reaching out to grab her in a hold, already accepting that he’d likely end up on the ground. “So what is it that you think is gonna go wrong?” he asked, hoping to inch just on the side of honest, just on the side of something tender enough to help her stop bottling it all up in her own head. It wasn’t a burden she had to carry alone.