Scenario Prompt List
scenario prompt list
*For prompts with Characters A and B; you can choose who is who in your request (who is reader and/or character)
Huddled together to keep warm.
Fall asleep in same bed, on opposite sides, wake up in each others arms.
Character A comes to talk to Character B, pretending to be B’s s/o when a stranger is making B uncomfortable. Leads to them asking B out on an actual date.
Running from dangerous person or monster.
Hunting down dangerous person or monster.
Separated forcefully or for reasons you can’t control, run into each other again years later on accident.
Get locked in somewhere together.
Continuously running into one another for days after having a meet cute.
Hands brush as you stand next to each other, you think it’s on accident until their hands gentle wrap around yours.
Shielding the other with their body to save/protect them.
Caught staring too many times for it to be a coincidence.
Size difference hug; they engulf you.
You refuse to leave so they pick you up and throw you over their shoulder.
Character A can tell Character B is getting nervous in a big crowd, so A slips their hand into theirs to help them calm down.
The panic between thinking you lost them and the relief of seeing they are okay.
Character A teaching B to ice skate/roller skate.
B taking care of A when they are sick.
Holding hands underneath the table.
Bandaging the other and then kissing the injury gently.
A surprises B with a picnic.
Getting stuck at the top of the Ferris Wheel.
B sitting/standing behind A and leaning into them as they show/teach them how to do something.
A kisses B, but A can tell there is no feeling behind it anymore.
As you begin to fall asleep, you feel a gentle kiss pressed to your temple and a blanket draped over you.
B comforting A as they wake up from a nightmare.
A realizing that they have feelings for B when they see them with someone else.
B bringing A hand-picked flowers.
Thinking you are alone in the house but you hear a noise upstairs.
B buys A’s dream house and surprises them.
Cliff/floor breaks out beneath A and as they fall B manages to grab their hand at the last second.
A leaves baked goods for B anonymously, but B already knows that it’s A.
B surprises A with a cake for their birthday even though A forgot what day it was/or didn’t know B knew it was their birthday.
Sharing an umbrella.
Walking together and it starts to rain, so they grab your hand and you start running until you can find somewhere to escape getting wet.
A and B meet randomly, B finds out A is on an important mission or quest and decides to go with them to protect them/watch over them.
Fake date to a wedding; leads to confession.
A game of 20 questions that ends with “Can I kiss you?”
There’s a big storm going on outside while A is at B’s house, so B insists they sleep over.
A hears that B got hurt and rushes over in a panic to see if they are okay.
B just moved to town and really only knows A (just met). B is being followed or is lost and calls A for help. Of course they come to help and it turns into a date of sorts.
A falling asleep while sitting next to B, as there head falls onto B’s shoulder, B stays as still as they can, afraid to wake A.
Cloudgazing or Stargazing together, as you lie next to each other, their hand slips into yours.
Looking around for the shirt you left at your s/o’s house; only to find it in a drawer with other clothes and items you’ve left.
B get’s so nervous about their dinner date with A that they accidentally make enough food to feed ten people.
A hand written love lover left at your doorstep.
B dancing to music as their cooking or cleaning, and as they spin around A suddenly appears, grabbing onto B and continuing to dance with them.
A grabs B’s hand instinctively out of surprise or fear, and continues to hold it.
A keeps catching B (a stranger) staring at them from across the room and feels self conscious, until B finds them later and tells them that they couldn’t stop staring out of awe/attraction.
A and B realizing they were holding hands the entire time the moment they had to let go. (after getting scared, nervous, frightened, etc.)
A buying B groceries because they knew they forgot to buy themselves food again.
B is sad because they accidentally threw something important away. A shows up later with said thing, smelling like trash.
A finding a hand-sketched photo of them on B’s desk.
B hearing A sing for the first time (due to karaoke, or walking in on them, etc.) and being surprised at how good they sound.
B helping A step down from a high place by taking their hand, and then not letting go as they continue to walk.
Comparing hand sizes, then linking fingers together.
Dancing around the living room of the first home you’ve bought together.
Long distance relationship; receiving a good morning text every morning, until one day you don’t. You are worried, but then there is a knock at your door.
B is sunshine, rainbows and kindness. A is night, rain-clouds and anger. But when A meets B, they bask in the sunshine and never want to leave.
A asking B on a date until they say yes.
B asking A to attend a wedding with them, to get out of going with someone their parents tried to set them up with.
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missed f(l)ight║m. verstappen
pairing: max verstappen x reader (platonic: lando norris and daniel ricciardo)
requested: yes/no
synopsis: in which max and his partner fall into an argument about commitment to their relationship before max’s flight to baku and there’s nothing more than the two of them wanting to be with each other
warnings: a bit of angst, argument, js verstappen (mentioned), hlmut m*rko (mentioned), softie!max
word count: 3k
The pair was silently driving in the dark. The silence wasn’t common and, even this time, it was uncomfortable too.
Max tapped his fingers on top of the driving wheel, turning slightly to look at the silhouette of his girlfriend. She had her body turned slightly away from him, staring out at the slowly setting sun.
“Why aren’t you letting me come with you?” she asked, “Are you ashamed of me?”
“No,” he replied, “I just don’t always need you by my side, and anyways if the media sees you in Baku they will most certainly find out.”
“But, Max,” her eyes slowly filled with tears that were just sitting there, not escaping her eyes yet, “Why is it so bad for them to know? I don’t see a problem, I always go with you. I gave up a lot to be here with you and just, normally, to be in a relationship with you.”
Max could see in her body that she was still upset with him after their argument. She was an open person, wearing her emotions on her shoulder; he wished he could grab her hand that was simply sitting on her seat.
Neither wanted to leave on a bad note but it was impossible for either to speak up and admit their mistakes. Well, more so Max wanted to speak up and apologise- y/n did nothing wrong. His anger and stress took over any logical thought as they were arguing.
“Well, I didn’t ask for you to drop it all,” he accused her, “For all you want, you could go and do whatever you want.”
“Max, that’s not the point! The thing is that a relationship goes both ways, not one. You know that as well as I do. But I have to give up more in this relationship because you have a serious job and a big future on the line.”
“You give up more?” Max asked her, incrediously, “What other stupid accusations would you like to make?”
“Max, I am not saying that it’s bad. However, all I ask is that you give something back. I dropped everything so that we could spend more time together. You wanted it.”
“And so did you-”
“- Exactly, Max! That’s why I want to go with you to Baku but you’re just making stupid excuses for me not to go. What am I going to do here in the next few days?”
“I don’t know,” he shrugged, “Go shopping, explore the city, hang out with your friends-”
“- All my friends are back at home. You’re my only friend here in Monaco, along with the other drivers. And you all will be there in Baku!”
The car approached the empty aeroplane hangar, his private jet already waiting there, Daniel’s silhouette jumping in front of the jet along with Lando’s. He wanted to think of any words that possibly could help the situation they were in but he knew that no words would easily resolve their arguments in a matter of minutes.
The two McLaren drivers started waving at the car approaching them, Max reached out for her hand and gently wrapped his larger hand around hers. Instead of turning to look at him, y/n kept looking out into the distance; she barely reciprocated- just holding his hand, not squeezing it as she usually would.
“God, y/n,” Max complained, “You have never moaned about missing a race so much before.”
“Well, because I always go with you and if I couldn’t I had a reason for not going! Max, I don’t understand why you don’t want me to come- last year, you invited me to every race last year…”
“And we weren’t dating back then,” he explained, “I just don’t feel comfortable with you being there and knowing my luck in Baku-”
“You’re not comfortable?” she interrupted him, surprised by his choice of words, “You’ve never said that before. Even when we started dating, you never told me that you ‘feel uncomfortable’. What’s going on, Max?”
“Nothing!” Max could feel the irritation slowly start to itch, “What do you not understand about that?”
“Well, because you’ve never behaved like this before. And I am worried that I did something wrong. We promised each other that we would tell each other anything that was bothering us, even if it might hurt the other’s feelings.”
“Will you please stop? I told you that I just don’t want you to come, alright?” he huffed, “Nothing less, nothing more.”
She stood silently in front of him, arms crossed with a broken, tired look on her face. She looked away from him as she normally would when she was feeling shy or not sure how to deal with something and her emotions; he could see the gears working behind her eyes, trying to solve his peculiar outburst.
Max slowly stopped the car in front of the two McLaren drivers, both seemingly excited by their trip to Baku, with their large smiles evident on their faces. Before Lando opened her door, y/n gently let go of Max’s hand; he immediately missed the warmth of her hand in his and the secureness he felt whenever the two would hold each other.
Lando enveloped y/n in a warm hug, with Daniel following his driving partner, “How are you?”
She smiled at the two, “I am doing fantastic, what about you?”
“Excited,” Lando replied as Daniel nodded in agreement.
“How are you, Maxie?” Daniel asked his previous driving partner.
“Excited too, ready to kick your asses in Baku,” he faked a laugh.
“With your pace this year,” Daniel laughed, “I would not be surprised at all.”
“Is it so hard?” he asked her, “It’s just a week.”
She silently stared at him, “Okay.”
She turned away from Max, heading towards the balcony, his two cats, as if feeling her distress and sadness, followed her. He couldn’t help but feel horrible for what just incurred, he didn’t mean to be so ruthless and cold, ignoring anything that she said.
“Are you coming with me to the jet?” he asked her, not expecting a ‘yes’.
Still turned away from him, she answered, “Sure, if that’s alright with you.”
“Of course, Daniel and Lando will-” he started speaking but she just left the living room, not listening to whatever he had to say after he said ‘of course’.
He called her name, “Hey, are you alright?”
She turned towards him, looking incredulously, “No, Max, and what does it matter to you? I don’t want to argue anymore.”
Max sighed, seeing that it was a dead end with whatever he might have wanted to fix after their argument. He wished he could apologise so easily and she could take him back as if nothing ever happened. But he knew that wouldn’t be the case, she was always kind and accepting of whatever he did, however she would always get a bit more sensitive when they would argue about what each brought to their relationship.
“So, we’re ready to leave?” Lando asked the pair, “Got everything this time with you, y/n?”
She laughed at his teasing, “No, not this time. I’m not coming, unfortunately,”
“Why not?” both McLaren drivers were surprised by her statement.
“Oh, well, I just have some friends coming over and, you know, haven’t seen them in a while, so I thought that I could spend some time with them in Monaco.”
“Friends?” Daniel joked, “We are your only friends, y/n. You’re so quiet that you barely even made friends with half of the drivers on the grid. Even with me and Lando, it took you at least a couple months to get comfortable.”
“Even with Max,” Lando laughed as he added on, “Before the two of you started dating, it was such a horrible, awkward period with you always saying ‘that we’re just friends’. And you guys had been friends for such a long time before.”
“Well, I just don’t tell you all about my life, then,” she tried to joke.
“But are you sure you don’t want to come?” Lando asked, “Luisa is coming on Friday evening, and both Carmen and Lily will be there and possibly, even, Charlotte. Why don’t you fly in on one of the later days? Even after qualifying, just make sure to be there by Sunday. ”
“I’d love to but I’d have to buy a flight in the span of next two days and it’d be so stressful to do something so last minute,” she told him, “Look, it’s fine. Hopefully, I’ll make it to Canada.”
“Hopefully?” Daniel piqued up, “You always come to any of the races.”
“Who knows? Maybe I’ll make new plans with my friends,” she laughed, “Now, I don’t want to hold you up anymore. Have fun, alright?”
“Thanks, mum,” Lando hugged the girl, “See you later then.”
Daniel hugged her as well, quietly whispering in her ear, “If you’re bored with your friends, call Lando or I.”
“Thanks,” she told him, “Have a safe flight, you two.”
The pair turned away to let the couple have their moment- to say their goodbye’s and ‘I love you’s. Max stared at the girl in front of him; she was gorgeous in the sunset’s light, looking at him through her beautiful eyelashes, even her eyes were glowing in the last rays of the sunlight. He had no words. What could he tell the girl in front of him that would save anything left of their relationship?
“I-” he began before she interrupted him.
“-Look, Max, I don’t want us to fight anymore. All I ever would want is the best for you and I don’t want to stress you out or anything more, I want you to score P1, or really anything because you’ll do amazing and I believe that you can do amazingly, and now I will stop rambling because Lando and Daniel are waiting on you,” she stood up on her tiptoes and gave Max a soft kiss on the cheek, “You’ll do amazing.”
Max stood in silence, absorbing everything that she just told him, “Thank you, I’ll miss you.”
“I’ll miss you too,” she smiled and took his car keys, “Have fun, tell the boys good luck from me too.”
She was the first one to turn around, heading towards Max’s Aston Martin. He stood there for a moment before turning around and heading to his jet, entering it to the already energetic environment created by Lando and Daniel. He put his bag onto an empty seat, storing his luggage over head.
“Do you want anything, mate?” Lando asked him, “Some gin? We can have a small party here before Baku!”
“I’m alright, just some water, please,” Max looked out of the jet’s window, eyes set on the Aston Martin his girlfriend entered.
The two McLaren drivers looked at each other, confused by their friend’s responses, “You alright?”
Max waved Daniel off, “Yes, everything’s fine.”
“That’s not what I asked you, Max. Are you alright?”
Max stayed silent as he watched the Aston Martin slowly drive away. He knew the car would stop and she would watch them fly away, she always did so when she would stay in Monaco.
“You didn’t proclaim your love for y/n, or pepper her with a million kisses, or hug her until she’d turn red and push you away, or even tell her ‘I love you’...”
Driving the car slowly, y/n couldn’t help but feel the smallest of tears roll gently down her cheeks. She knew that if she cried all alone right now, she would be depressed for the rest of the week, eating neapolitan ice cream every night and watching sad romantic movies like ‘The Notebook’ and ‘Call Me By Your Name’.
She slowly drove the car further away, ready to stop it when it was far enough from the plane, where she could watch the plane take off in safety. She watched the sky palette above her- all shades of blue, purple, pink, orange and yellow.
The banging on the car trunk stopped her. She looked into her rear window to see a red-faced and out of breath Max banging on the trunk of his car. Braking the car, Max ran up to the driver’s door, opening it for her as she took off her seatbelt.
“Max?”
“Come with me!”
“Where to?” she laughed, shocked.
“To Baku!”
She got out of the car, “Max, what are you going on about?”
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry for all I said. I was wrong about everything. I can’t go without you. You have given so much to me and, recently, I haven’t returned anything and when I have the chance to, I don’t. I know that the second free practice finishes that I will be missing you and wishing that you were there with me. I don’t want to lose what we have-”
“-Max, I wasn’t going to break up with you,” she tried to reassure him.
“Maybe, but I don’t want to take the chance; I don’t want you to stay all alone at home, crying over me because you don’t deserve it, you shouldn’t be crying over me, unless it’s good. I want our relationship to last forever, I want to grow old with you and open your bookstore wherever you want- London, Paris or Amsterdam, or even on a quiet peculiar street no one knows of. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and that means when you come with me to my races, because I realised that without you I feel lonely, even if I have company from Lando and Daniel. I want to hug you everyday, pepper you with a million kisses, profess my love for you in any way possible and wake up every morning to your face. And I know we’re still young and that we only started dating this year, but I’ve known you for all those years before and you were still the most special person then. You were, are, like my family and I would never sacrifice you for anything; I’ll even give up racing just for you and we can both run away, away from everyone and find some cottage and hide peacefully there from everyone else. Because I love you with all of my heart and I don’t think there’s any more space for anyone else in my heart.”
She stared at him in shock. She knew that he loved her and that the same was applied vice versa but she never expected the words that tumbled out of his mouth. Max could see the small tears reappearing again and he started worrying.
“Please! Don’t cry!” he tried wiping her tears, “I didn’t mean-”
“-Max! They’re happy tears!” she laughed, grabbing his hands that were on her face, “They’re happy tears!”
“Happy?” the boy seemed to be scared to do anything after the tears fell out, “I-”
But before he could speak anymore, she grabbed his face and brought it down to her’s, crashing their lips together. It was a passionate kiss but not one to instigate anything more, instead to show the love that the couple held for each other. It was one where they could forget about everything and everyone around them and just enjoy the embrace of one other; pulling away was something neither wanted to but if they didn’t, y/n felt like her lungs would explode.
He rested his forehead on hers, “Will you come with me?”
“Max,” she laughed, “I have nothing on me right now, except for my own clothes.”
“I’ll buy you everything when we get there, tomorrow morning, any clothes, any bags, anything that you would need. Just, please, come with me-”
“-That sounds lovely but I don’t have a toothbrush or pyjamas with me which I would need when we land and get to the hotel-”
“The hotel will have everything, we’ll ask for a toothbrush, and you can just take any of my extra shirts and wear it to sleep in.”
“You brought shirts that aren’t your Red Bull polo shirt?” she joked.
“Hey! I have some style,” he huffed, pouting slightly at her, “Or I have an extra shirt of yours.”
She stared at him in silence, shocked and surprised by what he just said, “You have an extra shirt of mine?”
“Yes?” he suddenly turned timid.
“For what reason would you have my shirt, Verstappen? Makes you look like a creep,” she laughed.
“Don’t laugh! I just, well, I, you know, after our argument I was already missing you and I felt that I wouldn’t be able to sleep without you, so I, I,” Max stopped, slightly embarrassed by his rambling and what he was going to say next, “I took one of your shirts because they all smell like you, so I could have some piece of you at least there…”
The boy in front of her kept surprising her, “You know, most people would find it absolutely weird but, somehow, my heart is melting at your sweetness.”
He blushed a bright red, a hand reaching to scratch the back of his neck, “So, will you come with me?”
“I just have one last question: why did you not want me to come with you at first?” she just needed to get to the bottom of this.
“I,” he hesitated, trying to find the correct way to phrase what he was going to say, “Well, there was a meeting with my father and Helmut about a week ago, just after the Monaco Grand Prix, and a couple more PR representatives. They started getting suspicious of the two of us after this article that leaked some pictures and they gave it to me to read. I don’t want to bring you into the world of media and newspapers; I don’t want them to rip you apart just because of my actions; I don’t want them to hurt you. I’m just scared that if I let them see you, they’ll break you and break us.”
“Max, I find it really sweet that you care so much,” she told him, “But we are supposed to be in this together. If we stand with each other hand in hand, nothing matters to me. Alright?”
Her hand cupped his cheek in reassurance, pecking him on his lips. He smiled back at her words.
“I love you, you know that?”
“I love you even more, Maxie,” she kissed him one last time.
hello everyone! i am alive, and i am here to announce that i will slowly return to writing again:) it might take some time as i am so busy with my education right now (this happens when you study physics and maths lmao) but i have updated some of my f1 masterlist as well as the evermore one! hopefully in the next month, or before summer i can start drafting to post everything again!
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hi guys! so i was just wandering, i'm currently writing a george russell based off a request and then would like to write one with charles based off "champagne problems", however i just had another idea. so, as you might've not guessed but i am a big fan of max and was wondering if i should do a series based off the album "evermore" or do random drivers for the songs of "evermore" (e.g. champagne problems - charles, willow - george russell, ivy - max verstappen etc...)? please lmk below!! thanks, love xx
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prompt list
here are a couple prompt lists that you can be inspired from just send in the number and name of prompt list:)
(these prompt lists belong to @make-me-imagine, @kashimalin-fanfiction and @50-item-writing-prompts. all credit goes to them and their beautiful prompt lists)
autumn prompt list
winter prompt list
little one prompt list
“wordless ways to say i love you” prompt list
“meeting for the first time” prompt list
“types of kisses” prompt list
fluff prompt list
angst prompt list
miscellaneous prompt list
scenario prompt list
y’all!! 201 followers, oh my gosh! and i only have posted one fic (yikes lol😬). maybe as a quick celebration i might take requests in for blurbs with some of the guys! i might to do this tmrw…
Every time I see Jeddah 2021 Max I need to re share it with you all🫠🫠
angst prompt list
“All I’ve ever wanted is for you to see me.”
“When did you stop loving me?”
“Just please open your eyes.”
“Wake up. You have to wake up. Please. For me.”
“Just please, don’t leave me.”
“When was the last time you said you loved me, and meant it?”
“Why does everyone always leave?”
“It hurts so much. Why does it hurt so much? I just want it to stop.”
“Forget it. Just like you forget everything else.”
“I never ask for help because I’m not sure I know how.”
“It’s alright to feel broken every once and a while. And it’s alright to take time to heal.”
“I feel like I’m falling apart.”
“What is it about me that isn’t good enough?”
“I wish I was brave.”
“Whats the point in trying if only one of us is willing to?”
“You almost died and you’re making jokes?”
“I’m scared.”
“I don’t need you to tell me who I am!”
“I don’t miss you. I miss us.”
“I thought I’d never see you again.”
“I can’t lose you.” “You already did.”
“Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you still love me.”
“Will you even miss me at all?”
‘“You weren’t there…why weren’t you there? I needed you! I needed you! And you weren’t there!”
“I would give up everything for the chance to hear your laugh again. To see you smile. To see you happy.“
“If I never see you again, just know that I love you so, so much.”
“All I wanted was a happy ending.”
"Whatever you do, don’t let go.”
“You don’t have to hide your tears from me.”
“What happened to their happily ever after?” “Not all love stories get a happily ever after, sometimes it’s just once upon a time.”
“You said we’d be together forever, but I guess forever really isn’t that long.”
“I’m not leaving you here.”
“You left without saying goodbye.”
“For once in your life, do what you want! Be selfish!”
“Being strong doesn’t mean never asking for help or admitting you’re in pain.”
“Whatever you do, do not turn around.”
“No matter what they made you think, you are worth saving. You are worth loving.”
“You said you wouldn’t leave, and then you did.”
“I’m a fool for believing you meant what you said.”
“For what it’s worth, I never gave up on you.”
“You are not your past.”
“Don’t look at me like that.”
“This is the third time you’ve broken a promise to me, I’m starting to think you are doing it on purpose.”
“Whatever you do, do not close your eyes.”
“I know you’re tired, but you have to stay awake.”
“I’ll come back for you, I promise.”
“You would risk letting all those people die for one person? Why?” “Because it’s not just one person…it’s you.”
“I’m just tired of being tired.”
“Whatever you do, do not make a sound.”
“I always said I’d die for you.” “I didn’t think you meant literally.”
winter prompt list
Traveling to a frozen lake to go ice fishing.
Icicles collecting on the edges of the roof and tree branches.
Using snowshoes to find the perfect photo spot.
Ice skating on an outdoor rink/pond.
Participating in a white elephant gift exchange.
Getting a cold and having a red nose from using hundreds of tissues.
Adding extra tinsel and baubles to an ugly Christmas sweater.
Eating gallons of ice cream despite the cold weather.
Having snowball fights for hours on end.
Going days without seeing the sun.
Working up a sweat by shoveling snow.
Bundling up in five layers before stepping outside.
Taking part in an ice carving competition.
Putting together large puzzles while you’re stuck inside.
Making snowmen in an empty field.
Making snow angels.
Making homemade slush drinks out of the fresh snow.
Blowing hot air on your hands to keep them warm.
Using a nutcracker to open assorted nuts.
Dipping in a natural hot spring.
Building an igloo with a friend.
Getting thrown face first into a tall pile of snow.
Knitting warm scarves and sweaters.
Having snowflakes catch on your eyelashes.
Playing hockey with a team.
Following animal tracks in the snow.
Play fighting with spit-sharpened candy canes.
Being blinded by the light reflecting off the snow.
Decorating a yule log.
The crack of overburdened branches in a near silent forest.
Taking a warm bath after spending the day outside.
Settling in front of the fireplace at night.
Making personalized gingerbread men.
Sledding down the biggest hill in town.
Catching snowflakes on your tongue.
Finding the perfect snow globe for a collection.
Decorating the house with lights and pine branches.
Roasting nuts over the fire.
Putting off your diet because you can’t resist all the seasonal food and desserts.
Eating tomato soup and grilled cheese.
Walking outside where it’s early and all you can hear is the crunch of snow and ice under your feet.
Making hot chocolate with all the fixings.
Slipping on the ice despite wearing textured snow boots.
Being unable to go anywhere because you got snowed in.
Getting happily drunk off spiked eggnog.
Singing seasonal songs with friends and family.
Bundling up in a stack of quilts to read a book.
Cutting snowflakes out of paper and taping them to windows.
Going on a sleigh ride.
Spending a day at the slopes to ski/snowboard.
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