prompts designed around the concept of a character having a difficult day and another character arriving to help/support/care for them!

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ you look like you could use a hug. ”

“ please tell me you didn’t cancel your plans for me… ”

“ don’t be silly, you’re much more important than some tinder date! ”

“ where’s your jacket? i’d like to show you something, and it’ll involve a bit of walking. ”

“ you know i’m always here for you, don’t you? no matter what. ”

“ hey, now… i’m only ever a phone call away. ”

“ come on. let’s get you to bed. ”

“ i’m listening. ”

“ hey, do you have any spare pajamas? i’m going to sleep on your couch tonight; that way you just need to shout if you need me. ”

“ what are your nightmares about? they may not be so bad if you talk about them. ”

“ another nightmare? ”

“ hey now, no more apologizing. i’m glad you called me; i meant it when i said any time, any place. ”

“ you know you’re never a nuisance nor a burden. not to me. ”

“ i’m helping you, and that’s final. i’m not taking no for an answer. now. where’s your kitchen? i’m making us some comfort food. ”

“ maybe you think it’s your job to look after everyone else. but it’s not supposed to be like that. it works both ways. and now it’s my turn to look after you. okay? ”

“ hey, now. you’ve been helping me ever since we met. it’s about time i started repaying the favor. ”

“ i’m so proud of you. i know it’s hard to get past these rough days, but… i still want you to know that i’m proud of you. “

“ you know, i reckon our bond is definitely strong enough to endure whatever it is that you need to get off your chest. “

“ it’s alright, now… i got you. “

“ you don’t need to worry about scaring me off. i’m not going anywhere. you can try as hard as you want, but there’s nothing you can say that’s going to make me like you any less. “

“ you know, i make the best hot chocolate in the world. seriously, i’ve asked absolutely everyone on the planet. everyone except you… what do you say? wanna make it a global fact? “

“ let’s go smash some stuff until you’re ready to talk, okay? “

ACTION PROMPTS.

[ TEA ]: sender prepares a mug of hot tea for the receiver.

[ BLANKET ]: having found the receiver either sleeping or just lying on the couch, sender gently takes a blanket and drapes it over them.

[ BATH ]: sender runs a hot bath for the receiver after a particularly challenging day.

[ DINNER ]: having learned that the receiver has had a difficult time lately, sender arrives at their door with their favorite dinner and drinks.

[ COOK ]: in an effort to boost the receiver’s spirits, sender arrives with all the ingredients needed to make the receiver’s favorite comfort food, with the well-intended intentions of cooking it for them.

[ FORT ]: sender builds a blanket fort for the receiver following a long and difficult day.

[ HUM ]: sender hums gently under their breath to soothe and comfort a distressed receiver.

[ WIPE ]: after the receiver has stopped crying, sender tenderly leans forward, cups their face in their hands, and wipes their tears away.

[ JOURNEY ]: noticing the receiver has had a particularly rough day, sender invites them to accompany them on a walk or drive to get out of the house.

[ HAIR ]: as the receiver leans against them/lies in bed, sender begins to run their hand through their hair to soothe them until they relax or fall asleep.

[ CARRY ]: sender lifts a (nearly) sleeping receiver and carries them into their bed, tucking them in in the process.

[ GUIDE ]: sender physically guides an exhausted receiver into their bedroom, following weeks of very little sleep and very high amounts of stress.

[ BESIDE ]: receiver wakens from their first genuinely restful sleep in weeks, to find the sender asleep next to them, having been holding the receiver throughout the night to help them fall asleep.

[ BEDSIDE ]: receiver wakens from their first genuinely restful sleep in weeks, to find the sender asleep in an armchair by their bedside, having stayed there for the night in case receiver had a nightmare or needed them in any other way.

[ KISS ]: as a gesture of comfort and affection, sender leans forward to kiss the receiver on the forehead.

[ HAND ]: noticing the receiver is close to tears, or otherwise struggling with an unseen but considerable burden, sender gently takes their hand and holds it in an attempt to comfort and encourage them.

[ RUB ]: sender gently rubs receiver’s back in a soothing motion.

[ TV ]: sitting next to the receiver on the sofa, sender joins them in watching their favorite show/movie on the television.

There are no titans in sight, but they would be fools to think there were no more coming for them. Levi had been preparing to re-mount his horse when he overheard Evie not too far behind him, discussing the route back with another Scout. Gilbert. He was much younger than her; fear filled his voice as he asked if they thought they would make it back alive. Levi heard the doubt in his voice –– he doubted all of it. Erwin’s methods. His own abilities. The abilities of his fellow soldiers. He was looking for some comfort – after all of their losses – all of their casualties. There were too many bodies piled up in that cart and they all knew it. 

And so, Gilbert asked her if she regretted joining the Survey Corps. 

Evie’s response was simple.   ‘Nah, I’m not going out with any regrets.’ 

Levi’s gaze flits from straight ahead to glance at Evie out of the corner of his eye.    Regret.    What a word.    Levi knew the feeling of wanting so badly to believe that he would not regret his life, his decisions –– and he actively chose to reinforce that belief every day. Their lives were filled with death, despair –– but if there was one thing he could have control over, it was believing that he would not regret his actions. But if the time ever came to face himself, what he has done to get to where he is, would that hold true? 

Would he regret leaving his Squad behind? Their mission had failed, after all. They were all dead now, save for Eden. 

And yet, from words alone, Evie seems sure of herself. Brazenly, she declares she will not go out with any regrets. And whether that is a façade or not, Levi sees that her determined expression does not crack. Gilbert needs her strength right now. 

Gilbert and Evie both turn to stare out now, at the expanses of land before them, and Levi’s gaze follows. They have a new objective now: get back home. 

Some of the Scouts are more hopeful than others. Some have resigned to the fact that the might not make it back; others are too full of fear to think of anything but retreat. 

But some of them have not resigned, but accepted. Their death? No. Rather, they have accepted their willingness to die for the cause. 

Levi could tell from Evie’s tone that she has accepted that she might die, and her expressed lack of regret proves that she is even willing to do so. Even in the face of death of her fellow soldiers, and in the face of her own demise, she insists that she will die without regret.  

Gilbert visibly gulps and nods before heading back towards his horse. Levi can tell that he is still afraid, but he walks away from Evie with a sense of resolve that he did not have before. 

Levi turns away as Evie mounts her horse and faces his direction. He hoists himself up onto his own horse and leans forward to grab his canister of water from his horse’s pouch; he trots over to her atop his horse and holds the canister out.

& it worked. the fact she seemed confident made him seem more resolved to see this through. deep down, she thinks: “i hope he makes it. hell. i hope i make it.”

but as she mounts her horse, she doesn’t expect levi to stop by. the gesture is bigger than it sees. it reinforces evie’s current impression of him: which is that he’s a lot more caring than he lets on.

her fingers go to her pouch… & come up empty. he was right. still, she almost refuses. he needed it more. but she also realizes he wouldn’t offer if he couldn’t. so she takes the pouch.

“ — thanks,” she says. evie notes how much water is in it before taking just enough to sate her thirst. how did he know she was thirsty anyway? this is probably why he’s in charge.

“i must have dropped it when i followed mikasa & sam,” she says. probably when she was carrying sam back. it was hard, carrying someone who was dead weight with the sadness sam was feeling. “…so, back home already, huh?”

Retreating back to the safety of the walls without her squad made her feel empty –– like she had failed.    They had failed.    Oluo, Eld, Gunther, and Petra… along with so many others… were gone. Levi had retired to his room as soon as they got inside, and Eden did the same. Except she had to return to the now empty barracks of the Special Operations Squad. 

She saw Levi give Petra’s patch to Dieter – under the guise of it being Ivan’s. But Eden knew better. Now they had nothing but the memory of their fallen comrades, their friends… and the cold beds they never got to return home to. 

As Eden enters the room, she feels as if there is a heavy weight on her chest. Fingers reach out to run along the neatly made sheets of Petra’s bed. She was always sure to tuck the sheets with precision before she left. Eden doesn’t want to spoil the work Petra did, so she opts to sit on Eld’s slightly more disheveled  ( but still made up )  bed. She can’t help but to let out a puff of air from her nose as she catches sight of a wood whittling that he had been working on tucked under his pillow. Gently, Eden tugs it out. It’s near completion – a figurine of his horse. 

( This is all she have left of him now. )    She turns the figurine in her hands a few times, staring down at it with tear-filled eyes for a moment before she hears the door of the barracks creak open. Eden looks up, only to find Evie standing in the doorway. 

Right. She shared the room with them too, ever since her arrival. 

Eden places the figurine down on the sheets, quickly wiping any rogue tears away with the sleeve of her jacket.  

One of them has to break the silence, and by this point, Evie likely knew that there were just some people in the Scout Regiment that should break the silence first. 

petra had been kind to evie. even when evie felt like a cornered animal, unsure of what she was doing when she crawled out of the underground. but seeing everyone else… they have more time to bury, more memories to tuck away.

but she knew the barracks would be cold & empty with just eden. the last member of levi’s squad. evie comes in slowly as eden talks. she sits as close as she can without touching.

“i know,” is what she says. “— i’ll come with you. no one should be alone right now.”

Sam had pulled some strings to get them both into Eren’s trial. Tensions were higher than ever, as was their disappointment in the Military Police. And for Jo, the Garrison crest on her jacket meant less and less when she knew whoever was left of her family –– and the Scouts as a whole –– were putting their lives on the line for the betterment of humanity. Was their parents’ legacy being in the Garrison, or was it defending humankind? As if Sam was reading her mind, the two exchanged a glance that could only be interpreted as ‘what the hell are we doing?’ 

“… a lot. the military police aren’t willing to do anything for the betterment of the people. it’s… it’s look more & more like a horse & pony show.”

then there was the topic of their siblings. that was something to consider. she doubted brooke would be happy to see her running through gates. ( marley would get over it. ) she honestly thinks if she does, she’ll cause brooke & erwin to get in an argument. — & eden may kill someone. still…

sorry , didn't mean to get so dark ... maybe I'm an alien, earth is hard. tryin' to get connected, no wi-fi. [ ... ] wish i could be like everyone ... 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄.

independent & selective 𝗝𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗩𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗘 from 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙘𝙤𝙢'𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡. canon compliant but headcanon heavy. very slow. like molasses slow. written by skye / bubbles / eevee ( just don't call me late for dinner. )

my friends from home don't know what to say. i looked around in a blood-soaked gown. & 𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚. 'cause there were pages turned with the bridges burned. everything you lose is a step you take. so make the friendship bracelets, take the moment & taste it. 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐍𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐃.

my friends from home don't know what to say. i looked around in a blood-soaked gown. & 𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚. 'cause there were pages turned with the bridges burned. everything you lose is a step you take. so make the friendship bracelets, take the moment & taste it. 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐍𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐃.

❛ Send her back. ❜    Eden barks as she storms up to Leon, who simply braces himself for whatever berating Eden is about to give him. That was definitely one way to start a conversation, but Eden was hardly one to make a humble entrance in just about anything she did.

‘ Who? ’    He asks in response, poorly feigning ignorance when he very clearly knows Eden is coming to him about Selena. Part of him is amused by the reaction, while another part of him, well… very much gets it. 

❛ You know exactly who, you asshole. ❜    Eden raises a finger and forcefully points it in his face. Leon simply looks down at her finger, then tilts his head to the side before raising his hand and attempting to push her hand downwards. Of course, this is met with resistance from Eden, who sticks it right back up again, her brows furrowing with even more anger than before. 

‘ Oh, you mean Lena? ’    ❛ Lena? ❜    ‘ I can’t send her back, Eden. ’    ❛ Why the hell not? ❜    ‘ … Because I lost the receipt. ’

This simply evokes a frustrated growl from Eden, who takes her hand and hits Leon in the center of his chest.    ❛ Can you grow the hell up for two seconds, Kennedy? ❜

‘ Ow, Jesus. ’    Leon takes his hand and rubs his chest.    ( She sure can pack a punch. )     He then takes a moment to straighten his posture and run a hand through his hair. A sigh escapes his lips before he speaks again.    ‘ Look, E, she’s one of the good ones. I wouldn’t have requested her if I didn’t think she’d make a good addition to the team. ’    ❛ We didn’t need any more additions. ❜    ‘ Well, I decided we did. ’    ❛ Oh, and who made you the boss all of a sudden? ❜ 

“ don’t rip his head off. ” brooke says, shaking her head. “ you’re both being ridiculous to each other. & this has gone too far. leon --- you’re a jerk for not believing in eden. the reason she’s so upset & that i’m upset is because this evaluation isn’t a just a simple thing to us like it is to you. it feels like you’re giving in to doubt, when as a group... we’re kind of all each other have. ”

then before eden can say anything, brooke turns her eyes to her best friend too. “ i know how much you want to protect me, e. i know, & that’s all that matters, okay? but they have to run their stupid protocol... & even though he’s an absolute idiot sometimes... ”  brooke’s blue eyes pierce into her lover’s before returning to eden. her hand grabs eden’s & squeeze.  “ he really does trust you, eden. i know he does. ”