Kiss Prompts

“Damn, the AI in these things really are getting more and more advanced aren’t they.” A says looking B up and down.

#252: the meet cute

A is in the public library and notices a strange book that looks like it doesn’t belong in this section. A moves along to another genre, but it seems that this book is in every section… almost like it’s following A. How peculiar! When A finally picks it up to see what exactly it is, B appears out of thin air, and simply says, “I’ve been waiting fifty years for you.”

He watched him die twice 😭😭💔

♡  SPICY  ACTION  PROMPTS  ;

send a word for a starter !  add a ♡ to reverse the role !  or add a + for the action to be more harsh/aggressive, for those who are interested !  you’re welcome to specify body parts where it’s ambiguous. feel free to strike out the ones you’re uninterested in when reblogging ! ( all prompts are within a spicy setting, either during sex, or leading up to it, etc. ) 

please don’t use for taboo subjects !! thank you ♡

[  BEG ] ;  the sender begs the receiver to touch them. 

[  BEHIND  ] ;  the sender takes the receiver from behind.

[  BITE  ] ;  the sender bites the receiver somewhere on their body. 

[  BONDAGE  ] ;  the sender ties the receiver up.

[  CHOKE  ] ;  the sender chokes the receiver. 

[  COLLAR  ] ;  the sender puts a collar on the receiver.

[  CUT  ] ;  the sender cuts the underwear off the receiver.

[  DEGRADE  ] ;  the sender degrades the receiver.

[  DENY  ] ;  the sender denies the receivers orgasm. 

[  DOUBLE  ] ;  the sender penetrates the receiver with two objects/toys/etc.

[  EAR  ]  ;  the sender bites the receiver’s earlobe.

[  GAG  ] ;  the sender gags the receiver. 

[ GROPE ] ; the sender gropes the receivers breasts or crotch.

[  HICKEY  ] ;  the sender gives the receiver a hickey somewhere on their body.

[  HUMILIATE  ] ;  the sender humiliates the receiver. 

[  KITTEN  ] ;  the sender calls the receiver ‘kitten’.

[  KISS  ] ;  the sender kisses the receiver somewhere on their body.

[  KNIFE  ] ;  the sender holds a knife to the receivers neck.

[  MASTURBATE  ] ; the sender catches the receiver masturbating.

[  MORNING  ] ;  the sender wakes the receiver up with sex. 

[  MOUTH  ] ;  the sender slides their fingers into the receivers mouth. 

[  ORAL  ] ;  the sender performs oral on the receiver.

[  PET  NAME  ] ;  the sender calls the receiver a cute pet name during sex.

[  PIN  ] ;  the sender pins the receiver against the wall.

[  PRAISE  ] ;  the sender praises the receiver.  

[  PUBLIC  ] ;  the sender touches the receiver in public.   

[  PULL  ] ;  the sender pulls the receivers hair.  

[  PUPPY  ] ;  the sender calls the receiver ‘puppy’.

[  RIM  ] ;  the sender gives the receiver a rimjob. 

[  SCRATCH ] ;  the sender scratches the receivers back.

[  SLAP  ] ;  the sender slaps the receivers face.

[  SPIT ] ;  the sender spits in the receivers mouth / on the receivers face. 

[  SMACK  ] ;  the sender playfully smacks the receivers ass.  

[  SOFA  ] ;  the sender hurriedly takes the receiver to the sofa. 

[  SPANK  ] ;  the sender spanks the receiver. 

[  SQUEEZE  ] ; the sender squeezes a body part of the receiver. 

[  STRADDLE  ] ; the sender straddles the receivers lap. 

[  STRAP  ] ;  the sender presents the receiver with a strap-on. 

[  TIE  ] ;  the sender ties the receivers hands together using an article of clothing.

[  TOY  ] ;  the sender uses a sex toy on the receiver.  

[  WHIP  ] ;  the sender whips the receiver. 

Remember when Mobius said “I think…i might, have an idea of what he’s capable of.” about Loki and in the end he was right?!

AHHHH

bf!matt being distracted by you walking in the room

“dude are you even listening to me? what are you looking at?”

“sorry… just look at her.”

I love this so much.

#254: the meet cute

A is running out to the store to pick up something “embarrassing” (tampons, condoms, etc) for their sibling – but as they stand in the aisle looking at the various options, A realizes they have no idea what to buy. A notices B walking past the aisle and pulls them in to ask for help! 

Eddie can't wink, but he doesn't know it. They're hanging out at Steve's when Steve noticed Eddie blinking and grinning at him. Steve leaned over to Dustin.

"I think Eddie's trying to talk to me using Morse code. What's he saying?" He asked.

"Umm. . .yeah. I don't think that's what it is," Dustin said.

"Then what is he doing?" Steve asked.

"I think he's winking at you, Steve," Dustin said and then muttered, "Or he's having a stroke."

Steve cleared his throat and turned to Eddie. He nodded his head towards the kitchen. Eddie got the message and followed him.

"Yeah?"

"You know you can't wink, right?"

"What? No - Goddamnit!"

Now playing… Bad idea by girl in red

Thinking about making out with robin in her suit.

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

Just as Robins’s shift ended you pulled her towards the back of the store away from all the prying eyes of customers. “Wha- why did you drag me out all of a sudden?” Robin huffed. “You look hot in a suit Robs, plus your shift is over so.” You answered looking at her with lustful eyes. Robin who had a lot to say less than a second ago had suddenly forgotten everything. The way you were looking at her was making her feel all tingly inside. Without another word, Robin crashed her lips against yours making you moan softly into her mouth. Your hands went up to grab her collar tugging on it. Robin continued kissing you with passion, her hands tangled in your hair. She pulled back panting for air and smirked at you. She lightly whispered, “What if I start wearing the suit at home?”

SPIDER MAN matt sturniolo

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, dwntwn-strnlo.

↳ 𝐀/𝐍. everyone say thank you to my dad for saving me and killing a spider the size of my doorknob and giving me this idea! yippee!

help i also don't think i've ever done a fic that was just pure funny shit so idk if this is any good

↳ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. matthew sturniolo x reader

↳ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. matt saves the day! woohoo!

↳ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃? no!

↳ 𝐂𝐖! depictions of arachnophobia, swearing, a harmless spider but i still hate all spiders so idc its scary, not proofread

"why are we whispering?"

"we don't need it to hear us plotting against it."

attempting to walk out of the bathroom you undeniably screeched, which sent a large wave of panic through matt, whom sits comfortably on the gray couch in the living room.

you're quick to jump up onto the side of matts tub, cowering as you grip tightly on to the wall. legs and arms shaking out of limited room to balance, and just pure fear honestly.

you hear a series of rushed footsteps. "y/n?" matts voice is muffled through the wooden door, but you can still distinguish the worry in the way he says your name. he lightly taps on the door.

"dont open the door!" you panic, and then realize that doesn't sound the best. "fuck wait you need to open the door! but dont!"

"baby what the fuck is going on?" he queries, "are you okay?"

you take a shaky breath, staring hard at the large spider that sits on the doorknob.

if matt opens the door, then the spider would probably jump off or fall off. and you don't want to loose the spider, you want to kill the spider. you close your eyes, and then suddenly feel a thousand spiders on your skin so you open them again. ultimately deciding that was an awful idea and you are to never close your eyes, or blink ever again.

"matt. . ." you whisper, "there's a spider."

the sound of his laughter echoes through the house, "do you want help?" he giggles, also lowering his voice to a whisper.

"turn the doorknob very, very slowly." you mutter. "very, slowly."

"why are we whispering?" he laughs, but still keeping his voice low.

you huff and roll your eyes, as if it were completely obvious. "we don't need it to hear us plotting against it. he's probably already figuring out how to take me down." you inform slight annoyance in your voice, "and i don't wanna be the person known for dying because of a spider."

his soft giggle is barely audible when he starts to turn the doorknob.

your breath hitches as you stare harshly at the brown 8 legged creature. if someone were to pass by they'd think you were trying to explode the poor thing with your brain.

as the door is gently shoved open, matt pokes his head through the cracked entryway. he looks down at the spider and narrows his eyes. "holy, shit." he mumbles, "that thing is massive."

"no shit!" you groan, "now kill it!"

he laughs before stepping all the way into the bathroom without ripping his eyes away from the arachnid.

putting his hands on his hips, he huffs. squinting at the bug for a second before turning to look at you with a teasing grin. "what if i let it bit me, i could become spider-man."

"matthew!" you narrow your eyes at him. "kill the fucking bug!"

"its not a bug its a-"

"matt!"

the boy laughs while defensively putting his hands up in the air in a mock surrender. "sorry, sorry!"

you watch hesitantly as matt pulls his airforce off his foot, and raises it in the air with both hands.

"bitch, be faster!" you groan, getting more antsy the longer the spider sits there, taunting you.

he turns his head to stare at you with narrowed eyes and pursed lips before swinging his shoe at the doorknob. "shit!" he screeches, eyes wide in fear. the spider falling to the floor, alive.

matt screamed out a string of profanities, before jumping up on the side of the tub with you, almost loosing balance. "oh god, oh god, oh god." he mumbles, the color of his face quickly drained.

its not long before the two of yours panic is recognized throughout the house, and chris comes swinging the door open.

he furrows his eyebrows at the two of you, finding you teetering on the edge of a bath tub with the visuality of fear written all over your faces.

he quickly follows your gaze to the spider that scurries across the floor, and stomps on it. he looks up at you and matt, narrowing his eyes. "yall are a bunch of pussies." he sighs, shaking his head and walking out of the bathroom.

"yeah fuck you, chris." matt mumbles.

"still wanna be spider man?" you tease, looking over to matt

"funny."

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List of “those seconds before the living breath is kissed out of you” prompts 

Staring into their eyes and wondering if it’s about to happen

The way your faces are so close to each other’s, and you’re not sure if anyone’s going to make the move

The pad of their thumb tracing your lower lip, dragging downwards a little; the hitch in your breath when their eyes flicker from your lips to meeting your eyes

“I wanna…” they say, leaning in a little, breath ghosting your lips

The way your heart beats out of your chest when the distance between you both is getting less and less

“Can I?” they question, tilting your chin up

They’re giving you that look, asking you non-verbally, “Do you want to risk it all right now?”

The way they inch closer to you, finger tips touching yours; holds your hand in theirs and pulls you closer

“I think I wanna… Do you wanna?” 

That slight nod you give before their lips are pressing against yours