[ incoming disaster // song is by wayne szalinski

this is a prompt list, mixed with drawing two random names so,,, be prepared

i took from three prompt lists, two were labeled fluff and one was labeled 'whump' which from my understanding is pretty much injury angst.

stay safe,
lew. ]

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bailey and lewis - "shh, it was just a bad dream. none of it was real" // killjoys au (listen,,, i have the last part of this started but ?? inspiration idk her)

Lewis really did have a hard time sleeping out in the Zones. Most of the time, he'd get a quick nap in the early afternoon, and call that decent enough for the day.

Bailey, however, had nightmares almost every night. A lot of the Killjoys did, but they'd learned to deal with it over time. Bailey had only been out here less than four months.

The one night Lewis actually fell asleep, Bailey woke him up a few hours before dawn, his pillow clutched to his chest. Immediately, Lewis lifted up his blanket and let the younger boy curl up against him.

"We got into a fight and the bad guys got Logan and Harry-"

"Shh, it was just a dream. You know we wouldn't let that happen," Lewis soothed, sleepily kissing his forehead. "You're safe. Neon and King are safe. I'm safe."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Try to sleep some more, okay? Wake me up if you need something."

Bailey bit his lip, then asked, "Can I stay-?"

"If it'll make you feel safer, yes, you can sleep here with me."

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chase and ronnie - "you can always talk to me."

Chase hated days like this.

They didn't happen often, but they always made her heart ache. She'd come home from work and barely have time to change into comfortable clothes before someone would knock on the door. Ronnie would be there, tears welling in his eyes.

That led to where they were now, sat on the couch, him laying in a rather undignified position with his head on her lap, and her hands in his hair.

"You can talk to me whenever you need to, honey," she murmured. "I'm here for you."

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bailey and ronnie - "you look really cute in that sweater."

Really, Bailey had no excuse for hanging around. He was on his way out for a walk when Ronnie showed up, looking for Chase, and he just... forgot to go.

His eyes barely left the older man, only skirting away when his gaze came close to being intercepted.

Eventually, though, he mustered the courage to stammer out: "I, um, like your sweater. You look really cute."

A dark blush rose to both of their faces, Ronnie saying a soft "thank you".

Of course, Chase chose that moment to walk through the door, barely even dropping her backpack to the floor before running her mouth. "Oh my god, please don't tell me you kissed or something. That's the last thing we need."

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[ listen,,, i did have more pairings but i fucked up my morning bc of sad songs and now i don't have inspiration, so those got moved to a new draft and might get written next ]