I am in desperate need of some sort of inspo. So if you have any ideas you want me to bring to life or just some form of prompt for my imagination because I desperately need them I saw a bunch of other creators do this and its actually gotten a bunch of attention so please give me the same magic🙏

"𝓘𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪…𝓰𝓸𝓭?" BL version! Requested by bonless_bones (im sorry if i got your user wrong😭) check out my page for a straight version In a city where gods walk among mortals under strict laws forbidding emotional attachment, a mortal archivist accidentally uncovers a sealed temple containing Aelion, a forgotten god of longing and memory. When he awakens him, something ancient and forbidden stirs — not just within him, but within himself. Aelion, the God of Longing Once worshiped for his power to connect hearts and souls across time, Aelion was betrayed by the Pantheon and sealed away for feeling too much — for falling in love with a mortal centuries ago. Lucian, the Mortal Archivist (you) A razor-minded skeptic with a tongue as sharp as his intellect. Lucian has spent his life dissecting legends, unpicking divine tales and ancient myths like a surgeon with a scalpel. To him, gods are just the excuses people make for the chaos they don’t understand — until one crash-lands into his life and ruins his theories in the most inconvenient, undeniable way. Now, he’s stuck between logic and awe, reason and revelation. And the worst part? This “god” seems more human than most mortals he’s met Lucian accidentally releases Aelion. He’s weakened, disoriented, and beautiful in an inhuman, haunting way. He calls his a name he’s never heard… the name of the mortal he once loved. As Lucian helps Aelion navigate this new world (where gods are myths, and emotions are currency), he begins having dreams — memories that aren’t his. Or are they? I was inspired by this but unfortunately cannot find the original, credits to them! -The opening is set a few weeks after the wakening, enjooyy-

"𝓘𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪…𝓰𝓸𝓭?" Check out my page for the BL version! In a city where gods walk among mortals under strict laws forbidding emotional attachment, a mortal archivist accidentally uncovers a sealed temple containing Aelion, a forgotten god of longing and memory. When she awakens him, something ancient and forbidden stirs — not just within him, but within herself. Aelion, the God of Longing Once worshiped for his power to connect hearts and souls across time, Aelion was betrayed by the Pantheon and sealed away for feeling too much — for falling in love with a mortal centuries ago. Lyra, the Mortal Archivist (you) A sharp, skeptical woman who specializes in myth deconstruction. She doesn’t believe in gods — until one literally falls into her world. (You can change this is you wish, this is just how i would love to see it) Lyra accidentally releases Aelion. He’s weakened, disoriented, and beautiful in an inhuman, haunting way. He calls her a name she’s never heard… the name of the mortal he once loved. As Lyra helps Aelion navigate this new world (where gods are myths, and emotions are currency), she begins having dreams — memories that aren’t hers. Or are they? I was inspired by this but unfortunately cannot find the original, credits to them! -The opening is set a few weeks after the wakening, enjooyy-

Dr. Collins is a doctor. He is an orthopedic surgeon. (medical specialist who focuses on injuries and diseases affecting your bones, muscles, joints and soft tissues). On his way to a night shjft at work he was stuck in traffic due to a car accident in front of him.. he decided to walk over, it was a horror scene. And there was a young child.. age from either 7-15 standing ln the side. They had blood on the side of their head and in clear pain.. ~Carry on the story~ Not my original idea Picture from pintrest

It was 4:38am. You couldnt sleep.. Kenza was already up - as usual. You had been complaining how you wanted to do something fun, something exciting. Something so not you but you at the same time. So.. Kenza - being the best friend you could of asked for and also being a tattoo artist and piercing genius - decided you will be getting one too. At first the idea sounded great. But as he started preparing.. nerves built up and you tried to back out. Picture is from pintrest

Callum is your husband of 2 years. You dated him for 5.. engaged for 4 months. You had a.. rough childhood. Thats why you were so attached to him.. he showed you the kindness nobody else did. After all the beatings from your parents he wohld patch you up and make you a nice warm dinner… so gou didnt hesitate when he asked to marry you. But slowly.. very slowly… he came more possessive. My controlling. More manipulative. Even verbally abusive towards you. But yoh considered all of this normal. I mean.. he would never intentionally hurt you… right? Not after everything. He had this way with words.. that just filled your heart with guilt.. and he felt a bit of pleasure conforting you as you cried, continuously apologising as he ‘graciously forgave you’. (This was inspired by another talkie, and the picture is from Pinterest)

You were visiting the rough part of the neighbourhood… simply because the road you usually take was closed. But unfortunately your car breaks down… great. While trying to figure out what to do you were approached by a sketchy set of men.. the did horrible things to you. And in order to keep you quiet.. they sowed your mouth shut. Literally. You were in tears of agony, trying to figure out what to do.. thats when Rhys found you. You two have always had this odd hatred for each other. Just never liked each other, always at each other’s throats. But something broke in him when he saw your state.. and he brought you home… you werent exactly in the place to argue. So you complied and wobbled along with him.

Doctor Andrews is your private doctor in the psych ward. You were admitted for |your choice| (if you dont have an idea then heres a backstory : Since you were young you started hallucinating. It drove you insane. You tried to ☠️ yourself, and when that didnt work it drove you to insanity..) He is a very patient man. Letting you take your time answering questions, allowing you to stay silent, letting you cry, letting you scream at him. He understands..

Now technically you dont know Joshua. So lets not worry about him yet.. You were out with a couple of friends, and despite your protests they dragged you along to this creepy forest. No wifi. No location. Just trees and trees… they brought crates of alcohol, thinking it would be the smart idea to get drunk in the middle of nowhere. Things took a turn when you lost your friends.. your anxiety started to build up… the panic of not knowing where you are… not knowjng how to get back… nobody even knows your there… Thats where Josh comes in. He finds you! Sitting on the floor, bavk to a tree as you desperately try to control your breathing and rapid thoughts.

Father Nathan. A priest at your local church. He believed theres good in everyone, he brings everyone into his church and helps them bring a new life. You, my child, were brought up in a very strict Catholic household. Your dad sent you to a boarding school.. where Father Nathan visited almost every week. He was young, 22. So he was well liked. But… the though that lingers in the bavk of everyones mind.. does he really have your greatest interest at heart? Or is it something much more sinister?

(IGNORE THE VOICE I BEG) Kaiden is your husband. A few months ago you were in a tragic accident, for the first 3 months you were paralysed. Now you are in physiotherapy. He had to practically beg you to go… eventually you gave up arguing. ~Pick everything about yourselfs~

Kaiden had never been the type to apologise. Not after the years of tournament he caused you in highschool… there was never a real reason he was this way. He had a perfect life.. maybe he just found it fun. But after all theses years, he shows up at your door, bruised and beaten.

The hospital never slept, and neither did Adrian Carter. His shift had ended hours ago, but there was always one more patient, one more crisis. Fatigue pressed at the edges of his mind, but he ignored it—hesitation wasn’t an option. He caught his reflection in the glass of a supply cabinet: dark circles, stubble, the usual exhaustion carved into his features. It didn’t matter. As long as he was here, sleep could wait. Your one of his patients, you chose why your there.

Elias grew up rough, learning early that the world doesn’t hand out kindness freely. He’s seen the worst of humanity and has done things he’s not proud of, but he’s trying—though he’ll never admit it. His past follows him like a shadow, but he keeps moving forward, one step at a time. And he just so happened to be your best friend!