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LOVE

tease

chris sturniolo

. . .

pairing : f!reader x chris

warnings : sexual content (smut)

requested: i got a lot recs asking for teasing, (making him nervous for a change🤗) hair pulling loving chris?? things of that nature.. there’s a lot of requests sprinkled in here! tried to fit them all into one little situation but if you want more lmk💖🫂

NOTE : please save us both the trouble and do not read if you’re against sexual content being written for them!! i don’t need u in my inbox! if you don’t like it don’t read it and don’t bother a bitch about it!! a scroll is simple and effective!! thank u

from your spot on the couch, you hear his key slip into the doorknob. he struggles for a few moments before gently pushing the door open. his hair is messy and wildly strewn atop his head, exhaustion and a tinge of frustration etched into his features. noticing your presence on the couch, his expression softens, and he sighs.

“hi,” he says, his voice near whisper; raspy and low. dragging his legs, he pads over to the couch and places himself at your feet. he rests his elbows on his thighs, his head in his hands.

“hi,” you reply. “you okay?” you question, sitting up so you’re closer to him. you reach out and begin to scratch his back gently. he hums in appreciation.

“just a long ass day,” he answers, closing his eyes and soaking in your soft scratches across his back. his muscles are tense, and he’s warm to the touch. his black shirt clings loosely to him.

“do you want to talk about it?” you inquire, feeling his breathing slow down as you continue your scratching. his muscles begin to relax. you bring your hand up to the back of his neck.

“nah,” he whispers, concentrated on your touch. “keep doing that.”

you tangle your fingers into the hair at the back of his head, your nails softly scratching his scalp. that seems to do it: he moans lowly under his breath, tilting his head down further to provide you better access.

“doing what?” you ask, tone teasing, grabbing a fistful of his hair and lightly tugging.

“fuck,” he chokes, his breath quickening. your cheeks heat. it’s rare that he lets you tease him- but when he does: it’s heaven.

“what?” you ask, continuing the motion. “you like when i do that?”

he nods and groans in reply. reaching his hand over to you and placing it under your thigh, he pulls you to straddle him.

instantaneously, he presses his lips to yours; the kiss quick and feverish. he slithers his hand around your waist, resting his palm flat against the small of your back. you grind your hips down, pressing yourself against him slowly. he breathes shakily into your mouth.

“don’t tease me,” he whispers in between kisses. you grind down onto him again, testing his endurance; or if he will snap.

“what do you want?” you question. his eyes are obnoxiously blue and hungry, his lips are pink and wet.

deciding against a verbal answer, he grasps your hand and places it flat onto his stomach, your fingers grazing the waistband of his sweatpants.

“say it,” you instruct, and he connects your lips again.

“touch me,” he requests, voice raspy in between the kiss. “please, baby, touch me.”

you bring down your hand and palm him over his sweats. his head lays back against the back of the couch, his eyes closed and mouth agape. his breathing is wild and unsteady.

unable to deny him any longer, you dip your hand underneath his waistband, stroking him slowly. his breath hitches in his throat. you lean over to plant soft kisses on his neck, collarbones, and cheeks.

“not gonna last long,” he states, voice slightly strained. “feels so good,” he whispers. “so good.”

quickening your strokes, he squeezes his eyes shut.

“gonna-“ he chokes, unable to finish his sentence; finishing into your hand and the inside of his sweatpants. his cheeks flush red, small whimpers escaping his pink lips.

he waits to catch his breath before opening his eyes and looking at you. he covers his face with both of his palms, embarrassed at how short lived the affair was.

you lean over and pepper kisses all over his knuckles. you feel his lips twist into a smile underneath his hands.

“i need to change my pants,” his voice muffled underneath his palms.

LOVE

tease

chris sturniolo

. . .

pairing : f!reader x chris

warnings : sexual content (smut)

requested: i got a lot recs asking for teasing, (making him nervous for a change🤗) hair pulling loving chris?? things of that nature.. there’s a lot of requests sprinkled in here! tried to fit them all into one little situation but if you want more lmk💖🫂

NOTE : please save us both the trouble and do not read if you’re against sexual content being written for them!! i don’t need u in my inbox! if you don’t like it don’t read it and don’t bother a bitch about it!! a scroll is simple and effective!! thank u

from your spot on the couch, you hear his key slip into the doorknob. he struggles for a few moments before gently pushing the door open. his hair is messy and wildly strewn atop his head, exhaustion and a tinge of frustration etched into his features. noticing your presence on the couch, his expression softens, and he sighs.

“hi,” he says, his voice near whisper; raspy and low. dragging his legs, he pads over to the couch and places himself at your feet. he rests his elbows on his thighs, his head in his hands.

“hi,” you reply. “you okay?” you question, sitting up so you’re closer to him. you reach out and begin to scratch his back gently. he hums in appreciation.

“just a long ass day,” he answers, closing his eyes and soaking in your soft scratches across his back. his muscles are tense, and he’s warm to the touch. his black shirt clings loosely to him.

“do you want to talk about it?” you inquire, feeling his breathing slow down as you continue your scratching. his muscles begin to relax. you bring your hand up to the back of his neck.

“nah,” he whispers, concentrated on your touch. “keep doing that.”

you tangle your fingers into the hair at the back of his head, your nails softly scratching his scalp. that seems to do it: he moans lowly under his breath, tilting his head down further to provide you better access.

“doing what?” you ask, tone teasing, grabbing a fistful of his hair and lightly tugging.

“fuck,” he chokes, his breath quickening. your cheeks heat. it’s rare that he lets you tease him- but when he does: it’s heaven.

“what?” you ask, continuing the motion. “you like when i do that?”

he nods and groans in reply. reaching his hand over to you and placing it under your thigh, he pulls you to straddle him.

instantaneously, he presses his lips to yours; the kiss quick and feverish. he slithers his hand around your waist, resting his palm flat against the small of your back. you grind your hips down, pressing yourself against him slowly. he breathes shakily into your mouth.

“don’t tease me,” he whispers in between kisses. you grind down onto him again, testing his endurance; or if he will snap.

“what do you want?” you question. his eyes are obnoxiously blue and hungry, his lips are pink and wet.

deciding against a verbal answer, he grasps your hand and places it flat onto his stomach, your fingers grazing the waistband of his sweatpants.

“say it,” you instruct, and he connects your lips again.

“touch me,” he requests, voice raspy in between the kiss. “please, baby, touch me.”

you bring down your hand and palm him over his sweats. his head lays back against the back of the couch, his eyes closed and mouth agape. his breathing is wild and unsteady.

unable to deny him any longer, you dip your hand underneath his waistband, stroking him slowly. his breath hitches in his throat. you lean over to plant soft kisses on his neck, collarbones, and cheeks.

“not gonna last long,” he states, voice slightly strained. “feels so good,” he whispers. “so good.”

quickening your strokes, he squeezes his eyes shut.

“gonna-“ he chokes, unable to finish his sentence; finishing into your hand and the inside of his sweatpants. his cheeks flush red, small whimpers escaping his pink lips.

he waits to catch his breath before opening his eyes and looking at you. he covers his face with both of his palms, embarrassed at how short lived the affair was.

you lean over and pepper kisses all over his knuckles. you feel his lips twist into a smile underneath his hands.

“i need to change my pants,” his voice muffled underneath his palms.

- one in the same -

pairing: tasm!peter parker x gn!reader

word count: 3.2k

content: nwh spoiler free, reader doesn't know peter is spiderman, jealous peter on the low, swearing, reader has panic attack, reader falls, bitches are so ATTRACTED to each other damn, no angst (kinda), im rusty at writing im sorry

summary: spiderman visits you everyday and listens to you talk about your massive crush on an unnamed boy, completely oblivious to the fact he and the boy are one in the same.

a/n: yes I'm jumping on this bandwagon I did what needed to be done. jk im just happy I have an andrew character besides remus to write for now since you couldn't pay me to write eduardo ff ok bye AND THANKS TO USER @aksuallyours FOR HELPING SM WITH THIs

Peter's gloved finger hovered for a moment over your window. It happened every night, his finger would grow tense, his heart would begin to pound in his throat. The time between him raising his finger and finally bringing it down to tap on the glass stretched eternities until eventually, the bubbling in his chest would overflow, and in a burst of energy… it would land swift and sharp on your window.

Once. Twice. Three times.

The window was opening and the warm air was hitting his face faster than it took him to build up the courage to wake you.

Grinning and obviously tired, there you were. Hair slightly messy, light haloing your body, you whispered, “Hi.”

He was thankful for the mask.

“Hi,” he replied breathily, “what's up with you?”

And thus started your usual routine. You, of course, would respond with, “Do you actually want to know or are you just asking to ask?”

And then would come his response, usually some form of “I actually want to know” or “What do you think?” Sometimes, he would even just sit there in silence, waiting for you to start your rambling.

You’re the only person he could really do this with. It was never dull, never once did he wish he was somewhere else, even the repeated topics felt new each time.

He hung on every word you said, every syllable you uttered. Every thought was woven together like an intricate dance and the more time he spent up here with you, the more he memorized.

The way your hands would begin to fidget when you talked about school, or how you would begin pacing as you talked about your newest obsession, or how your eyes would glow whenever you talked about the boy.

The boy. The boy that your life honestly revolved around. You never mentioned him by name, you of course knew that the “Spider-man” was in high school, so he was just referred to as The Boy. The Boy that goes to your school. The Boy in your chem class. The Boy that your eyes are locked on from the first bell to the last. You rarely even talked about the things he did. You were very careful about that. But despite all of your precautions, you never shut up about him.

Today, after about a 15 minute debrief of the last movie you watched, the topic turned to The Boy.

“This last week… Spidey I don't think I can begin to describe it to you. Somebody put something in his water, he was so attractive. There is something in this boy's veins. He is like,,, unreal,” you put your head in your hands, “I just like… don't even know how to go about my feelings for him. Every time I talk to him it feels like I’ve literally gone into a dream. As fucking corny as it sounds it’s literally surreal.”

A silence hung in the room.

“I think I’m in love with him.”

This is the first time you’ve ever said anything this bold, that huge. You had spent hours gushing to him about this boy but he had managed to let it wash off of him. Let himself imagine that you were talking about him, that you wanted him. The knot in Peter's chest grew so tight, he thought it would snap.

You were his best friend. He was sure he was in love with you. But here you were, in front of him, fully confessing your love for somebody else.

“I just get this almost static feeling through my whole body when I look at him or when I talk to him. I think if I don’t do something, I’ll implode or some shit. Plus, to put it bluntly, hes is so hot there is no way he’s not gonna get swept up by some other person.”

You mirrored all of his feelings for you.

Quietly, he said, “You should do something then.”

“WOW!” your tone changed fast. “I never thought of that. That is such great advice. Wow, I’m so happy that we have a genius like you running the city. We are so lucky.”

Peter was thankful for the change of mood as he gently swatted at you from his place on the window sill.

Through giggles, while desperately still trying to change his voice enough, he replied, “Literally what else was I supposed to say?”

You flopped, back first, onto your bed and sighed, “I don’t know. I just know I want him”

He wished his suit had some sort of image capturing software.

Light cascaded gently down your face, illuminating each dip and curve. It framed the bridge of your nose, wound its way around the curve of your lips, reflected off of your open eyes. Your chest softly rose and fell, bare skin brushed by the faint glow, body finally relaxing. An expression had fallen onto your face, almost… longing. You laid before him, blanketed in light, almost heavenly. Every curve and edge and line he wanted, he needed. It was unbearable.

He longed for his camera. A chance to capture this image. Anything at all. He would’ve literally taken fucking crayons and drawn it if he could.

But he just sat there, until he couldn’t do it anymore.

“Y/n?” he said, waking you from your thoughts. “I’ve gotta go.” Every inch of his body rejected the thought of leaving, but he knew his self-control wasn’t strong enough. The beating in his heart had begun to grow stronger.

“When will you be back?” you asked, raising yourself up to your elbows.

“Soon I hope.”

Humming in response, you flashed him a grin, and then he was gone.

-----

“Peter! Hi, hi, hi, hi!” Your voice snapped him from his homework as you sat down on the ground next to him, slinging your backpack off.

“Hi,” he smiled at you, “I got food by the way.” Unzipping his backpack, he pulled out two boxes of takeout. He skipped 4th period so he thought he would swing by and grab you food, his treat.

“You are a God-send. I owe you my… left arm or something,” you said gratefully, snatching the box.

Digging into his own food, he replied, “Thought it would make up for the movie tickets you bought.”

You scoffed, “Nothing could make up for those movie tickets. I spent $10 dollars so you could have the best movie experience of your life and you think buying me take-out can equal that?”

“Ut wus not tat g-od”

“I don’t listen to the opinion of people that talk with their mouth full,” you deadpanned, dramatically putting your hand up and turning away. Peter finished his bite and smiled to himself a bit.

Sun was perfectly filtering through the trees and a slight breeze shifted through the air, rippling your shirt gently. Lunches were more bearable with you. Sitting on the courtyard ground, sharing food, listening to music. A lot of the time it would just end up like this, quiet but comfortable, shoulders inches apart, breathing practically synced.

After a bit of silence, you spoke up, “Ok so. I got invited to some birthday party thing on Friday and I literally know like… nobody. But I wanna go. But fuck that. So you know, do you uh wanna go with me? I cannot go alone. I just can’t.”

A bubbling rose in Peter’s heart. “Of course, I’ll go. Nobody invites me to that kinda shit anyways.”

-----

You and Peter found yourselves in some random corner on the top floor of the house, music streaming through the floor. Your body was faintly dancing and you were intently listening to Peter ramble on about this idea he had for a set of pictures.

The party had been generally boring. It was clear that neither of you were really feeling it in the slightest and so the two of you made your way away from the crowd of people downstairs to the second floor. It was nice, peaceful.

Dim light had settled over the two of you. Your face was lit by the faint glow and Peter was painfully reminded of you lying on your bed the other night.

The light bounced and framed your features in the same way. The light made Peter feel the same way he did that night. Uncontrollable.

“Peter?” you questioned, snapping him out of his revorie, “You were saying?”

“Oh, yeah I um think that-” but before he could finish his sentence, the entire house began to shake.

Shock traveled up Peter's spine, electrifying his bones in a sort of panic. His eyes darted to the shaking chandelier and adrenaline began to course to his head.

You grabbed his arm.

The shake was deep. Too strong to be a natural occurrence. Peter could tell.

Picture frames began shaking off the wall and he could hear glass breaking below him. Screaming. Peter could hear a lot of screaming, too.

“Y/n, go downstairs. I need you to go downstairs.” The underlying desperation he had seeped through into his tone. “Go.”

Hesitantly, you removed your hand from his bicep and looked at him with the strangest expression.

“And you?”

“Just go.”

Debri began to fall from the ceiling as you rushed down the hall, trying desperately to keep balanced. He kept his eyes fixed on you for as long as he could before the lights went out, washing Peter in darkness. He just had to trust that you would make it down.

Slipping into a random room, using shaking hands he pulled off his jacket and his pants off to reveal the blue and red pattern of his suit. He discarded his clothes and slipped on his mask.

More and more of the house was becoming destroyed. When he stepped out from his cover the walls that had once been protecting you and Peter had been half disintegrated. His head spun, dizziness and vertigo blinding him briefly as he looked down.

Standing below him, washed in the twilight, was The Lizard.

Rubble surrounded it’s scaled feet. It’s usual smirk was plastered on its face.

The front half of the house had been practically reduced to dust. Clumps of people cowered in corners and he could see many of them had managed to run off, sprinting down the unlit streets. Neighbors had stepped outside to see what was going on. Kids were on the phone with their parents. People were crying, people were frozen in fear.

Latching onto a surviving pillar, Peter swung himself over the crowd.

“Spiderman,” the low and droning voice of the Lizard boomed throughout the street, “Happy to see you here.”

“You won't be too happy for long.”

The crowd shrieked in unison as The Lizard’s clawed hand shot out to swipe at Peter. Peter’s quick reflexes saved him, just narrowly avoiding the cut by swinging away.

At this point, these fights were formulaic to Peter. Adrenaline would course through his veins and his vision barely had time to keep up with his actions, but most of the time it consisted of the same thing. He had gotten good at this. He flew over the crowd, dodged and weaved away from The Lizard, landed a few hits, same as usual. The claws caught him a couple times, but he was moving too fast for the pain to catch him.

That wasn’t to say it wasn’t tiring though. His powers gave him more endurance but it wasn’t endless.

He fought for a long time.

He could feel the fatigue creeping up his body as he swung around what was left of the house. His reflexes were taking longer, his punches less accurate. If it didn’t stop soon, he was afraid his body would completely give out.

The Lizard had been fighting well, better than last time. Peter eyed its hands as they reached down and locked around a large piece of debri. He knew what was coming next. As the lizard picked it up, Peter readied his web shooters, praying he would have enough strength to stop the debri from causing more destruction.

But just as the Lizard raised his arm and readied to throw the piece, it paused. Its eyes widened slightly, darting around rapidly.

Peter soon understood the reason behind the pause and it came in the form of sirens.

About fucking time.

His eyes left The Lizard to search for the blue and red lights that were bound to be in the distance, and there they were, winding down the road.

When Peter returned his eyes to the Lizard, it was gone.

He finally let himself survey the scene around him. Part of the house was still standing. It looked sort of like a dollhouse. All rooms exposed, one wall missing from each, the moon the only light source. Many of the people that had been there before the fight had run off, understandably so, and the people that remained stayed in little huddles consoling each other.

Police cars had pulled up to the house, sirens still blasting. The red and blue light that shone from the cars washed everybody in an almost unreal filter, illuminating the damage done. The scene before him was grim but a sigh of relief pushed from his lips at the general safety of everybody.

Peter quickly moved into a shadow and prayed that the dirt and dust that covered his suit from the fight would give him enough camouflage so he could finally let his mind turn to what he had been dying to focus on. You.

His eyes scanned the crowd desperately, searching for a glimpse of you. Just a sign that you were ok, that you made it down safely, that you hadn’t been hurt. The longer he looked, the more panicked he became.

It wasn’t until he let his eyes roam up, that he saw you.

You were on the second floor, the only one there. Frantically, you were walking around, being careful as to where you were stepping. He could see your chest rising and falling at a dangerous speed. But you weren’t walking to try and find a spot to get down, he realized after watching you long enough.

You were looking for something.

Your head was darting around, eyes scanning each room and the crowd below you. You were saying something, shouting a name, but the sirens were far too loud for him to hear.

He needed to get you down. Cursing the police for making him stay hidden, he began to search for some sort of ladder, anything he could use. Peter considered going to find clothes to put over the suit and then get you down in a normal, human way. Maybe there was enough going on that he could still do it as spiderman. Maybe, he doesnt care and will decide to just run from the police once you’re safe, he's done it before.

A crash drew Peter from his thoughts.

He knew you were falling before he saw it.

He knew it was the floor you were on. He knew you were the only person on the higher level.

Peter’s vision tunneled, he didn’t see the people he was shoving to the side, he didn’t hear the yelps and crashes as they fell into the rubble, and he probably wouldn’t have cared if he did. All of his thoughts were focused on the fall. He had never moved so fast in his life.

He had no clue how long it would take you to hit the ground. He didn’t want to know.

Webs shot out of his wrists and lodged themselves to the door. You had to be falling into this room. You had to. Pulling on the web, the door ripped off its hinges and Peter instantly shot another web to the furthest part of the ceiling of the room.

Clinging to this, he swung himself into the room, and before he could even visually register it, you were in his arms.

Pulsing adrenalin and the most extreme relief Peter had felt in ages rushed through his body, still blocking out any sound.

You were in his arms. You were safe. You were alive.

But as he looked longer he realized you were yelling. Still frantic. Tears left lines in the ash that had fallen on your face.

Finally, his hearing allowed him to understand what you were saying.

“He’s here. And. I can’t, I can’t find him. I can’t find him.” Your breathing was frenzied. You could barely get cohesive sentences out.

“Who's here?” Peter asked, carefully resting his hands on your shaking shoulders.

“The Boy. He’s here. But he’s gone. He’s gone. I don’t know what to do. I need you – To help.”

The boy was here. That’s who you had been looking for. But now he was nowhere to be found.

It took everything in him to put aside his own biases. It wasn’t about him. It wasn’t about the boy. It was about you.

“Y/n, what’s his name?”

You were too panicked, your breaths were getting shallower, your body getting shakier. “I need to find him. I can’t go on without him –He’s gone– He’s gone and I need him.” You couldn’t register what he was asking.

“Y/n. I need to know his name.” He was louder this time, more forceful. He gripped your arms stronger.

You couldn’t even look at him, your eyes were darting rapidly around the room. Tears coated your face and hysterical sobs were falling from your lips.

“Y/n,” he was begging now, shaking you, “What’s his fucking name??”

You took a huge gulp of air.

“PETER PARKER. His name is Peter Parker and I can’t fucking find him anywhere.”

Peter’s arms went slack.

His eyes left your face for the first time since he caught you and he stared at the destroyed room the two of you were standing in the middle of. Rubble lined both your and Peter’s feet. The dust had fallen onto your hair. It was just the two of you.

Peter Parker was the boy. He was Peter Parker. He was the boy. The boy you had gushed over for months to him almost every night.

His shaking hand found the neck of his suit, and as carefully as he could, he pulled off his mask.

Your confused expression got even deeper as your eyes darted across his face, taking him in.

“No.” you shook your head. “No. Fuck this. No you’re fucking with me.” You pushed against his chest, “I don’t— you can’t be.”

Cheeks flushing and skin still burning from your touch, Peter blurted the first thing that came into his mind as he looked at you.

“I love you.”

Your jaw slacked.

“I need you to know. I can’t hide how much I want you any longer. And I know that after all of this you probably don’t feel the same way but-”

“Shut up.” And your lips were on his.

Without a thought, Peter kissed you back. Slowly, you drank each other up, molding to one another, hands roaming, bodies crushed together. It was a release.

Your fingers tangled themselves in his hair, his lips grazed your jaw. Peter’s hands pulled you closer to him, unable to bear the thought of not being able to hold you.

His body ached for you.

His heart pounded in his chest. It pushed against his ribcage rhythmically, so powerful a bone might snap. He was sure you could feel it; he hoped you did. You needed to feel how his heart beat for you. How his body reacted to you.

He needed to prove it to you. He needed you to understand the effect you had on him.

You needed to believe that he loved you. Because he did.

can i kiss you?

bradley “rooster” bradshaw x f!reader

lines are meant to be crossed, kissing you is one of them

bradley bradshaw may have been considered a charmer, or even a player to some, but he always had respect for women. it had been ingrained in his mind by his mom that women were to be respected. they weren’t objects or toys. they weren’t required to stay home and be a house wife and wait on their husbands hand and foot. carole preached that women had voices that ought to be heard- they were strong, beautiful, and they were human. 

that’s why bradley did not wanna mess this up. the day he met you he thought you were the most beautiful, headstrong woman he had ever laid eyes on. you challenged him. you were confident, but not cocky. quiet, but not necessarily reserved or shy. involved without being overbearing. intuitive and smart without rubbing it into people’s face. you balanced out the aviator perfectly. and bradley was obsessed. like would kiss the ground you walked on obsessed. 

you had only been on two dates because of his busy schedule, but he swore no one had ever made him feel the you did. you made his chest tight and his heart stutter, his blush crawl and his knees weak. you had him wrapped around your finger. and he loved it. he loved falling in love with you. but he hated how much you used it to your advantage even if it wasn’t on purpose. 

like right now. 

you’re on your third date. rooster planned the first two. you were planning the next. you chose your place since rooster had just gotten back from an intense mission and figured he needed rest. you’re sitting next to him on the couch, a glass of bourbon between your fingers (rooster almost fell to his knees when he saw your collection). your’re sitting criss-crossed applesauce, knees pressing lightly into his thigh. his thumb rubs gentle circles on your bare skin as he talks about the mission details that he’s allowed to share. he’s somewhere in between telling a story about coyote and getting to fly an F-14. you were listening, but you were also allowing yourself to admire the pilot. 

he’s a little more tan- a noticeable stubble lining his jaw. you’re used to his mustache and clean shaven look, but the five o’clock shadow suits him. the bruise on his orbital (the one he got in a scuff with hangman) is almost gone, just an annoying pink. his eyes hold that childlike glint you admire so much, which causes you cock your head to the side, that soft smile adorning your face. 

your gaze causes rooster to stutter in his story, his heart rate quickening. you raise an eyebrow. “you okay?”

he opens his mouth to respond. pauses. puts down his glass. and then asks, “can i kiss you?”

you smile softly. “i don’t think you have to ask, roos.”

he leans in, taking your glass and setting it down next to his own. “no?”

“no,” you utter back, giving in as he tugs you onto his lap. you throw one leg over both of his, fingers dancing along the base of his neck.

his gaze falls to your lips and back up again. “good.”

you open your mouth to respond, but rooster is quick to cut you off by capturing your lips with his. they’re soft and taste of your eight-year aged bourbon. he kisses you until he can’t anymore and when he pulls away, you’re both having to catch your breath.

“roos,” you say breathless, nose brushing against his.

he hums, kissing you again, not as long this time but it’s just as breathtaking. he can’t think clearly, mind clouded by your touch.

“please stop asking to kiss me and just do it.”

he dips his head down to press hot kisses to the smooth skin of your neck. your eyes flutter shut as his lips graze your ear. “you giving me orders?”

you cup his jaw to kiss him again. “you gotta problem with that lieutenant?”

he offers you that small smirk. “not at all, captain.”

HELLO?? This is so good.

Please Sit On My Face Baby

Summary: What the title says

Content: NSFW

Requested? No

Locals DNI

A/N: I hope this don't flop cause yall don't understand how I was kicking my feet and giggling writing this.

What was meant to be a quick peck turned into a full out make out session and now you are on Matt’s lap as you guys exchange sloppy kisses. 

Matt pulls away from the heated kiss with swollen lips and droopy eyes. “I need you to sit on my face.”

“What?!” You’re startled by his request, to which Matt simply smirks moving to kiss your cheek then whispers in your ear  “Please sit on my face baby.” 

You're quick to deny his request and start to shake your head. There’s no way you can sit on his face you’re not the skinniest girl out there and what if you suffocated him or broke his beautiful face. You couldn’t bear the embarrassment, this was something you’ve never done before. 

Matt could see the internal turmoil you were having and he gripped your hips grinding you against his groin. “Feel how hard the thought of eating you out makes me feel, come on princess you’ll feel good, I’ll feel good. It’s a win win.” 

“What if I like suffocate you and you die or something. How would I explain that to a judge?”. 

“If I die buried under your pussy that would be a dream come true. I think the judge would be jealous. “ He says cheekily. 

“Shut up” you giggle trying to keep a straight face as this was something you were really unsure about. 

“We don’t have to do this baby, it’s completely up to you.” He says now seriously. Matt would never want to push you to do something you were uncomfortable doing. 

“No, I wanna do it,” You had already made up your mind. 

“Okay good.” Matt grins. “Any day now because i’m fucking dying to taste you.” 

You shimmy out of your underwear, placing your hands on his shoulders and moving yourself up his chest as he lays down. Until you’re just about hovering your face. You grip onto the headboard with jittering nerves of anticipation and nervousness. 

Matt stays silent and patient while you slightly lower down on your haunches until you can feel his warm breath against your core. Just as you are about to reach his mouth you jerk up from surprise. 

“What?” He asks 

“Nothing, just your beard tickled me.” 

“Cmon baby, you’re killing me I feel starved staring at your pretty pussy.” 

You feel your knees go weak from his words alone and that must’ve given you courage to finally lower down to his mouth. 

Matt wastes no time and immediately presses his lips to your folds swiping his tongue up against your opening a couple times before pulling your clit into his mouth and sucking hard. 

“Oh fuck.” you gasp throwing your head back in pleasure, squeezing Matt in between your thighs any thought of suffocating the man underneath you long gone as you get lost in waves of pleasure. 

The possibility of actually suffocating didn’t seem to deter Matt if anything he delved into your pussy licking and sucking with his all and grabbing your thick thighs which were sure to leave bruises, pushing himself into you more. The man was in heaven that’s for sure. 

You drop your head in ultimate pleasure as you can feel your orgasm climbing higher and higher, you flicker your eyes open to find yourself locking gazes with Matt. His blue eyes were droopy and glazed in ecstasy almost as if he was struggling to keep his eyes from rolling back. Somehow Matt was enjoying this more than you as he continued suckling on your clit. 

You could barely keep eye contact as you felt your orgasm hit you instantly and you threw your head back, bucking your hips against his face trying to ride out the orgasm. You feel overstimulated as Matt grips onto your thighs and you feel his scruff rub against your inner thighs deliciously.  

It takes so much strength to pick yourself up after the sensations ended and you flop down on the bed next to Matt. You guys are both out of breath and panting. 

Matt breaks the silence by pushing himself to lean up over you and grabs your neck . “Taste yourself baby.” Is all he says before he tips your head back as your mouth falls open and a string of spit connects you guys before it hits your mouth and you instantly swallow. 

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Matt groans before he smashes his lips against yours and the whole night is spent tangled in the sheets.

isn’t you - t.chalamet

masterlist

requested: y — “timmy Is with Kylie but fall in love with co-star!Reader.”

pairing: Timothee chalamet x costar!reader

warnings: writers strike is not existent in this fic + angst

a/n: this is for my Timmy girlies 🥲 I know we are hurting out there rn…

it was a low key relationship— at least according to him, until this weeks US open and he’d hit the front covers making out with his new girlfriend.

you’d never grown close to timothee chalamet, not with his good looks and charming humor did you allow yourself to grow attached to a man who wasn’t available. sure, you could be friends, men and women are friends all the time, but there was something else about Timothee that just made it impossible to be friends with him.

“so tell me,” the reporter starts, her eyes dazzling with excitement as she scans both of your faces for the same energy, but you lack it. no amount of caffeine and self preparation could make you happy to sit beside the world renowned actor, Timothee chalamet, “have you guys gotten close throughout filming? I mean, it’s been almost year you have to be best friends by now, right?”

it’s Timothee who laughs, he does his typical adjustment in his seat, leaning forward he begins to speak, “I mean we’ve gotten close, I’ve begun to pick up the little things she does.”

the reporters eyes grow wide, she’s begging for me, “like what?” she asks, and you cock your head to the side to get a good view of his side profile.

he chews the inside of his cheek when he’s slightly nervous, you’ve noticed this before, he fidgets with his rings too, and finally he opens his mouth, “I don’t know, I can’t think of anything right now.”

“you have to have something in mind.” you finally say, a rush of blood flows to your cheeks as you and the reporter wait for what feels to be like minutes, but really is seconds, before he finally comes up with something, “how you set out coffee for me every morning. you never get it right, but it’s still a nice gesture.”

the reporter presses her hand to her heart, “y/n, do you have anything that Timothee does that helped you grow close to him?”

where do you begin? his laugh, his smile, his jokes, his voice, his charm. you could go on and on, but you can’t pick those. not without making it so obvious you were in love with him, so you’ll result to something less awkward.

“his jokes, that reeled me in for sure.”

—

the interviews are done. it’s the press conferences and red carpet debuts are all that are left. Timothee is known for always having a hand around his female co-stars waists, or even just being close to them, which will make things ten times harder to resist him.

the tiny black midi dress shows your curves and all other assists to your physical beauty. standing in front of the cameras, you smile and pose. it’s not long before you feel a hand against the small of your back and the scent of his cologne.

“you look,” he pauses for a second, moving his body in front of yours, so it’s just you two, his eyes scan you up and down slowly before finally reaching your eyes, “beautiful.” he exhales the words, it’s almost faint against his lips but you hear him.

suddenly, he’s moved back beside you exposing you back to the bright flashes of the cameras and you’re trying your best to pull away from him, but he’s like a flame and you’re the moth. he finds his way to pull you closer to him, and without even knowing it he’s falling. he’s slowly, but surely, falling deeper into a feeling he thought he’d felt for another woman, but it wasn’t until you showed up tonight.

“you’ll be the death of me.” he mutters silently to himself before moving along the carpet by himself now. he takes a quick chance to look back at you, you’re smiling and posing with another male costar who’s perfectly cozy beside you, and that’s all the reasons for him to turn around and join you on the other side. what was he jealous of? you were single for all he knew, he was the one who shouldn’t be running back to smile beside you.

“it’s hard to resist you.” he admits, he turns his body away from the cameras slightly angled towards you.

your eyes flicker up into his, beautiful big and round, your pupils are dilated at just the very look of him, “what do you mean?” your lips attempt to curve into a frown, but you force the resistance and keep them poised into a smile trying not to let the emotions get to you.

“I mean,” he pauses, his head tilts down closer to your ear. you can feel his warm minty breath run down your neck, “I can’t have you, but I want you. you make my life a living hell.”

“dido.” you reply. finally moving from his grasp, turning your body you face the cameras and walk down the carpet until you’re at the end. he’s feet away from you, chatting with another costar, but his eyes don’t leave you. you can feel them scanning every part of your body as you move around to the sound of people cheering your name.

he fights every instinct to touch you, to kiss you like he did on screen, or pull you into him. he stands beside you angry, mad at himself, for falling too soon for another woman that wasn’t you.

The Bitlife Challenge.

Roll the dice each year starting with 10 years old, you will need 2 dice.

Start: You are only allowed to press ‘start a new life’ and abide to the situation & the stats that you’re born with, no restarts until your character dies.

Until you’re 10, you can live however you want. From ages 10 to 18 use only 1 die, you’re allowed to roll once a year.

Roll 1 - Set sexuality according to the Bitlife tendencies, if you’ve already set your sexuality, roll again.

Roll 2 - Spend time with each family member, have a conversation with them or ask them for money, 1 option/ family member.

Roll 3 - Do something in the Mind & Body category or go to the Movie Theatre.

Roll 4 - Get into a new relationship. If you already have a partner roll again, if you get 1-3 you’re going to cheat, if you get 4-6, you break up first, if you’re too young for a relationship roll again. 

Roll 5 - Study harder in school & try to get your driving license if you haven’t yet.

Roll 6 - Go to the doctor one and try to cure any type of disease you have if you have one, if not, roll again.

When you turn 14 roll once for education.

Roll 1 - try to drop out of high school and find a job

Roll 2 - finish high school then get a job

Roll 3 - try to go to graduate school or a community college.

Roll 4 - go to University, if denied, roll again.

Roll 5 - get even higher education, if denied, roll again.

Roll 6 - do as you please

From ages 18 to 30 use 2 dice and roll twice per year. From ages 30 to 60 (if you’re still alive lol) you’re allowed to roll once a year. When you turn 60 roll once with one die to decide your will.

Roll 1-2 - Goes to charity

Roll 3 - Goes to the children/favorite child

Roll 4 - Goes to the partner

Roll 5-6 - Divide equally

From 60 to the moment you die, you’re allowed to roll every other year. One year you roll, one you don’t

Roll 2 - It’s time for crime, roll again with one die for a crime option. Roll 1 - Murder someone | Roll 2 - 5 - Pickpocket someone | Roll 6 - Steal a car if you have a driving license, if not, roll again. In addition, you will assault anyone who disagrees with you for the next 5 years.

Roll 3 - If you’re offered drugs, alcohol or weird food in the next 5 years, you have to accept it. If, for example, you rolled this option at 22, and you roll it again at 25, it’s 5 years starting from 25.

Roll 4 - Play with money and change your life. Use 1 die and roll again. If you roll 1, you go to the Casino | Roll 2 - you bet at the Horse Races | Roll 3 - You quit your job and get a new one | Roll 4 - You buy 1 lottery ticket | Roll 5 - You buy 10 lottery tickets | Roll 6 - Emigrate wherever.

Roll 5 - Divorce / break up with your partner and find a new one, you can use the dating app or the find a date option.

Roll 6 - Spicing things up? Try to find a hook-up or set up a threesome if you already have a partner.

Roll 7 - Try your hardest to get married and/or have a baby this year. Propose and plan the wedding, then try for a baby. If you’re already married then try for a baby. If you’re engaged then plan the wedding and get married. If there is no pregnancy/ If the relationship isn’t heterosexual, you’re allowed to use fertility treatment once, if that doesn’t work out, you try to adopt. If the adoption was not approved, roll again. If your partner declines any proposal (marriage/ to have a baby) you may either break up or roll again.

Roll 8 - Spend time once with each and every person that appears in the Relationships category, including nieces, nephews and grandchildren.

Roll 9 - Go clubbing, go to the movie theatre, or gym, or library, meditate. Do any of these and then you get an extra roll.

Roll 10 - Buy a new car, or a new house. You may also ask for a promotion. You may buy 1 lottery ticket if you want.

Roll 11 - You’re allowed to go to the doctor or have an intervention, if you’re addicted, you may also try to go to rehab if you choose to do so. Roll again with a die. Roll 1 - go to Witch Doctor | Roll 2 - Colon Hydrotherapy | Roll 3 - Homeopathic Doctor | Roll 4 - Chiropractor & Acupuncture (both) | Roll 5 - Medical doctor | Roll 6 - Plastic Surgery. If you roll 6 for Plastic Surgery, you have to roll again, and if you get another 6 you’re going to have to go through sex change surgery (if you can’t afford it roll again) If you roll any other number other than 6, you can choose the plastic surgery you have, except the sex change one.

Roll 12 - Go on vacation then buy 10 lottery tickets, if you have no money, roll again.

What happens if:

• You’re in debt - If your debt exceeds 100k, roll with one dice. If you roll 1-3 you will end your life, if you roll 4-6 you will struggle to survrive, sell your real estate, your cars, get a better job. 

• Me/ my partner got pregnant - Roll with a die, if you roll 1-3 you don’t keep the baby, if you roll 4-6 you get to keep the baby.

• My partner proposed - Roll with a die, if you roll 1-3 you deny the proposal, if you roll 4-6 you accept the proposal.

• My partner cheated, wants to break up, called me a nasty word - Your choice

• I was offered drugs, alcohol, weird food to eat - Check roll 2 and 3.

• I got into an argument - Check roll 2.

• Any other pop-up text - The choice is yours

What if I am in prison? You will roll once every year with one die.

Roll 1 - You end your life

Roll 2 - You start a riot

Roll 3-4 - You will try to appeal your sentence

Roll 5-6 - You have a try to escape from prison.

HAVE FUNNNN

“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.”

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! 

My brain molecules are brewing…

#258: the meet cute

A is in the waiting room of a hospital while their grandmother goes through a routine procedure. B walks in and sits across from A, head in hands, obviously distraught — “I lost the baby,” B whispers.

“Did you — did you just bite me? What the realms of hell? I’m the vampire here!”

“Sorry! I won’t do it again, promise. I’m sorry.”

“N-no, well, I… I didn’t say I didn’t like it. Just… a heads up next time, yes? I’m… I’m not entirely used to love bites, if I’m being completely honest. Not since I was turned.”

Blurb!

Kissing Chris n private because Nick and Matt don't know Chris and R are dating

ASK request ( lvrsparadise )

★ blurb!

. . .

"no yeah," matt huffs, standing up from where he sits at the table. "I think it's in my room, let me go grab it." his eyes dart between you and chris, whom leans against the counter with his arms crossed. "you sure you don't have it?"

"if you don't have it I'll go check my room." chris says, running a hand loosely through his hair.

matt nods before heading to his bedroom.

chris peaks around the corner before walking up to you, giggling a quick "hey."

"hi, chris," you smile up to him.

he leans down pressing a quick kiss to your lips. "I've been wanting to kiss you all day," he mumbles, kissing you again.

you cup his face in your hand, deepening the kiss as chris slides a hand to the small of your back to pull you closer.

you giggle lightly before patting his shoulder, "okay, chris, matts gonna be back in like two seconds."

he huffs reluctantly and steps back to the counter. sending you a sweet smile right before matt walks back out of his room.

"I only have the sleeve," he huffs, tossing the vinyl sleeve on the table. "go look, chris."

chris rolls his eyes before heading downstairs to look for the vinyl. meeting your eyes with a smile before disappearing to the bottom floor.

dancing prompts:

part 2

aesthetic:

flowing gowns and fitted suits

sparkling jewels embroidered on a dress

long, beautiful chandeliers

decorated halls; differing depending on what type of dance it is

wooden floors

silk gloves, high heels

bowties and neckties

shimmering light

flushed cheeks

dancing barefoot

flowing hands and flexible bodies

spinning around giddily

sewing a dress yourself

a kiss on the hand

intimate gestures like: a hand on your back, making eye contact

hands on your shoulder, the feeling of a warm body pressed against yours

the trust you put into your partner when you allow them to dip you (especially if you have a fear of falling)

everyone in high spirits because there's going to be a dance!

the worms twisting your gut when you have to ask someone to be your dancing partner

limbs wrapped around each other; tangled and secure

your bodies are in sync with each other, flowing to the music

your faces are so close, your lips are almost touching

scenarios:

you and your friend are learning how to dance and are frequently paired up. the close proximity is really doing something to you ~

someone's giving me strange looks all night, can we pretend we're dancing and laughing to throw them off?

you're tying my necklace as i look into a mirror and woah, have you always looked that hot? you're behind me and your breath's warm on my neck and i can't—

we've been dancing all night we can't stop you're the perfect partner but we're strangers and my mother disapproves

you're really beautiful and i'm trying to gather my courage to ask you for a dance

you're my enemy but nobody except me knows and we make really good dance partners

you looked miserable so i asked you for a dance and we've been dancing ever since

you're so beautiful you infuriate me but our parents want us to dance

exchanging barbs while dancing and pretending you don't like it

you tripped over twice and stepped on my feet thrice but i love you and you're really cute so .

you dance so well but I can't for the life of me, so will you teach me? ok, so your hand's on my back and your face is so close oh and are we falling?

platonic dancing where you and your best friend invent some quirky moves but someone records you and woah now you're celebrities??

siblings dancing together — they've developed a coordination other people envy and they perform joyously with an energy few possess

you practice your dancing alone at night in a secluded place, except one day you find out you're not really alone when you hear someone singing beautifully

bonus: you start dancing to their tune and it turns into a game

i danced with you, a masked stranger, at a masquerade ball and we talked all night and now i'm hoping we meet again (secret identity au)

‘idiots in love’ prompts

## for idiots who are pining for each other but aren't aware that they're pining for each other.

“you’re so cute.” “what did you just say?” “i said you look like a boot.”

“we should compare hands, you know. science.” “what?” “what? it’s not like we haven’t done anything worse.”

“yeah, okay, so what if i dreamt about kissing you? don’t we all do that to our best friends? …no? what do you mean no?”

“you’re cute.” “what?” “i said you look like a fruit.” “that doesn’t even make any sense.”

“how do i know if i have a crush on someone?” “well, you can’t stop thinking about them, you feel strange when they’re around, and then you want to— why are you looking at me like that.”

“i can’t get you out of my head.” “...thanks?”

“would it be weird if i kissed you? be honest.” “honestly? yes. do i care? no.”

“i feel strange when you’re around.” “do you have a fever or something?”

“just to clarify: me holding your hand doesn’t, like, mean anything, by the way. not in that way, at least. unless you want it to mean something. i don’t mind. that’s cool.”

“you’re an idiot.” (it stands for ‘i love you’)

“...” “...” “do you want to kiss?” “yeah.”

“this sounds like you’re flirting with me.” “...i have been trying to do that for three years now.”

- mod sushi | masterlist

‘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆’ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

as requested by a truly lovely nonnie who just made me so absurdly happy over the idea of like, having written a series of these?? i don’t know why, it just made me smile like an eejit for weeks, and so i really really hope these are what you were looking for!! if not, i will happily accept the knowledge that they might make someone happy or that someone might find them useful in the future! i hope you’re all safe and sound, go drink some water, and DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST!! okay, thank you, i love you all! bon appetit!

[ INVITE ]:     sender invites the receiver to join them on the dance floor.

[ HAND ]:     sender extends a hand to the receiver, wordlessly asking for a dance.

[ TWIRL ]:     sender lifts their arm while dancing with the receiver, encouraging them to twirl while they dance.

[ LOCK ]:     while dancing together, sender initiates and maintains prolonged, intense eye-contact with the receiver.

[ PULL ]:     sender pulls the receiver closer against them while they dance.

[ POSITION ]:     sender rearranges the receiver’s hands to the correct, albeit more intimate position ( i.e. on their waist, hips, hands, etc. )

[ STEP ]:     sender steps on the tops of the receiver’s shoes while dancing so as to avoid any mistakes, and let the more experienced receiver lead the way.

[ STEPPED ]:     sender beckons for the receiver to step on the tops of the sender’s shoes before they dance, so as to let the more experienced sender lead the way.

[ WAIST ]:     sender rests a hand on the receiver’s waist as they dance together.

[ CHEEK ]:     sender draws the receiver in closer while they dance, until they’re dancing cheek-to-cheek.

[ HAIR ]:     while dancing together, sender buries their face into the receiver’s hair. (for muses with shorter hair, the sender might run their hands through their hair instead!)

[ DIP ]:     sender guides the receiver into an elegant, graceful dip, lowering them down while keeping a steady hand supporting them against their lower back.

[ BEHIND ]:     sender dances with the receiver while standing behind them.

[ DISCUSS ]:     sender pulls the receiver up for a dance in order to have a private conversation away from the crowds.

[ ESCAPE ]:     sender pulls the receiver up to the dance floor in an effort to dance across the floor and over to the main exit, as part of a spontaneous escape plan.

[ AVOID ]:     sender brings the receiver to dance with them in order to avoid a source of unwanted attention (aimed at the sender).

[ SAVE ]:     sender rescues the receiver from a source of unwanted attention by inviting them up to the dance floor to dance together.

[ OVER ]:     sender, while dancing with the receiver, suddenly lifts them up over their head. ( LIKE THIS! )

[ HUM ]:     sender begins to gently hum a tune for them and the receiver to dance to while in an empty, quiet room.

[ SING ]:     sender begins to sing a song for the receiver and themselves to dance to while in an empty, quiet room.

[ SILENCE ]:     sender and receiver begin to dance together in perfect silence.

[ RADIO ]:     sender and receiver begin to dance together while listening to a song on the radio.

[ TEACH ]:      sender offers to teach the receiver how to dance properly.

[ STUMBLE ]:     while dancing with the receiver, sender trips over, stumbling into the receiver in the process.

[ TOPPLE ]:     while dancing with the receiver, the sender trips over, colliding with the receiver and causing both of them to fall over in the process.

[ GUIDE ]:     sender, while in the process of teaching the receiver how to dance, slowly steers them through the motions of a dance while alone together.

[ STEADY ]:     sender catches the receiver and steadies them after they make an accidental misstep while dancing together.

[ UP ]:     sender briefly lifts the receiver up in the air while spinning during a dance together.

[ BACK ]:     sender slowly lowers their hand until it’s resting against the receiver’s lower back while they’re dancing together.

[ CHEST ]:     sender rests their head against the receiver’s chest while they’re dancing together.

[ FIRST ]:     sender and receiver share their very first dance together.

[ WEDDING ]:     sender and receiver share their first dance together as a married couple.

[ KITCHEN ]:     sender and receiver dance together in the kitchen.

[ OUTSIDE ]:     sender and receiver dance together while outside.

[ UNDERCOVER ]:     sender and receiver dance together on a crowded dance floor in order to preserve their undercover identities while on a mission together.

‘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆’ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

yeah, i… i have no defence nor explanation for this. i think we all deserve this kind of content tho?? so here u go, spoon pals! these can be platonic or romantic or anything at all! to be fair though, you might want to specify whether you (the sender) are taking the role of a big spoon or a little spoon. like, i’m confident i’ve worded them a certain way to make it clear, but like, i’m only one person?? who’s to say you can’t do some of these as both a little AND a big spoon?? anyway, you know the drill, DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST!

[ HUM ]:     sender begins to hum soothingly while spooning with the receiver.

[ TUG ]:     sender, sensing the receiver nearby behind them, tugs them by the hand until they’re lying behind them as the big spoon.

[ KISS ]:     sender places a gentle kiss to the back of the receiver’s head while spooning them.

[ PRESS ]:     sender nestles back against the receiver, pressing backwards so that they’re snug against one another.

[ PULL ]:     sender pulls the receiver firmly into them, until they’re pressed snugly into one another while spooning.

[ WRAP ]:     sender wraps their arms more securely around the receiver while spooning, embracing them in the process.

[ NUZZLE ]:     sender gently nuzzles their nose against the back of the receiver’s head/neck/back/shoulder while spooning.

[ BLOCK ]:     sender places their hands over the receiver’s ears so that they can’t hear loud noises nearby.

[ HAIR ]:      sender runs their fingers gently through the receiver’s hair while spooning them.

[ SHOULDER ]:      sender presses a tender kiss to the receiver’s shoulder while spooning.

[ SING ]:     sender begins to softly sing a song to get the receiver to relax while they’re spooning.

[ TURN ]:     sender turns in the receiver’s arms while they’re spooning so that they’re facing each other.

[ FOREHEAD ]:     sender presses a gentle kiss to the receiver’s forehead while facing each other during a spooning session.

[ CARESS ]:     sender gently runs their hand up and down the receiver’s arm/back while spooning together.

[ TEARS ]:     sender notices the receiver either about to or in the process of crying, and pulls them into a spooning position to console them.

[ BREAK ]:      sender begins to cry after the receiver begins to spoon with them, after having an emotionally challenging day.

[ COMFORT ]:     sender, after a really bad day, finds the receiver and lies down behind them to spoon them for comfort.

[ REASSURE ]:     sender notices the receiver having a really bad day, and offers to spoon with them for comfort.

[ NIGHTMARE ]:     sender, after a really bad nightmare, finds the receiver and and spoons with them in an effort to calm themselves down.

[ CONSOLE ]:     sender finds the receiver in the aftermath of a really bad nightmare, and pulls them into a spooning position to offer comfort and solace.

[ SCARED ]:     sender, in a badly frightened state, finds the receiver and asks to spoon with them for comfort and reassurance.

[ SUPPORT ]:     sender finds the receiver in a badly frightened state, and offers to spoon with them to provide comfort and reassurance.

[ COLD ]:     sender notices the receiver shivering from the cold, and lies down beside them to spoon for warmth.

[ SHIVER ]:     sender, shivering from the cold, finds the receiver and asks to spoon with them for warmth.

[ RELIEF ]:     sender finds the receiver after briefly believing them to have died, and pulls them into a spooning position out of sheer relief.

[ SAFE ]:     sender wraps their arms around the receiver after (the sender) was in a very nearly lethal situation, and spoons with them out of relief for their own survival.

[ CHECK ]:     sender lies next to the receiver (who is recovering from injuries or illness) and spoons them while staying awake to make sure their health doesn’t deteriorate overnight.

[ TRACE ]:     sender slowly traces the receiver’s hands/shoulder/arm/back/etc. while spooning together.

𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙴𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝚃𝙾𝚄𝙲𝙷 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.

i saw a post. i got excited. i got soft. i got inspired. bon appetit! ( P.S. as always, please do not add more content to this list!!! tell me and i will gladly add more and credit you for them!! )

[ KISS ]:     after having kissed the receiver, the sender gently rests their forehead against theirs, still holding them as they do so.

[ HUG ]:     having just hugged the receiver after some time apart, the sender touches their foreheads together as a sign of affection.

[ LOVE ]:     overcome with their love for the receiver, the sender touches their foreheads together.

[ GREETING ]:     the sender brings their forehead to rest against the receivers in a gesture of greeting.

[ GOODBYE ]:     as they’re bidding each other farewell for the foreseeable future, the sender gently touches their forehead against the receivers.

[ LISTEN ]:     in a bid to get the receiver to pay attention to them, the sender brings them close and presses their forehead against theirs.

[ RELIEF ]:     having lost sight of the receiver in an intense moment of danger, the sender spots them in the distance, and rushes to them, embracing them and resting their foreheads together out of sheer relief.

[ SAFE ]:     in an effort to prove to the receiver that they’re safe after a particularly traumatic incident, the sender gently rests their foreheads together in a gesture designed to be soothing and reassuring.

[ REAL ]:     after believing the receiver to be dead, the sender reunites with them, reaching out in disbelief, then touching their foreheads together to make sure that they’re real, and not a figment of their grief-stricken imagination.

[ ANCHOR ]:     in a moment where stress and anxiety are running high, the sender tries to ground the receiver by gently guiding them into a hug, resting their foreheads together to steady them.

[ COMFORT ]:     in a gesture designed to comfort the receiver after an emotional blow, the sender gently closes the distance between them, and touches their forehead against the receivers.

[ STUBBORN ]:     thoroughly exasperated by the receiver’s stubbornness, the sender exasperatedly, but fondly, pulls them in for a good old forehead touch.

[ AFFECTION ]:     as a fondly affectionate gesture, the sender brings the receiver forward and rests their foreheads together.

[ INTENSE ]:     in a moment where romantic tensions are running high, the sender leans forward to kiss the receiver for the first time, then changes their mind, and rests their foreheads together to disguise their original intentions.

[ EXHAUSTION ]:     having just overcome a massive obstacle (e.g. using a massive display of their powers, fighting through a sizable army, embarking on a perilous journey, writing up a PhD thesis etc.) the sender and receiver reunite, and the sender drops their head forward to rest against the receivers, thoroughly exhausted but glad to be reunited at last.

SIMPLE ACTIONS

my first post is just some simple actions; plenty of room for you to decide what the reasoning or emotion behind the action is. feel free to make edits to better suit your muse, but please don’t edit or add on to the original post 💛

[COLLAR] - sender reaches out to smooth down / fix receiver's collar.

[RUFFLE] - sender ruffles receiver's hair.

[BRACE] - sender braces receiver under the elbow.

[FOREHEAD] - sender feels receiver's forehead.

[HANDS] - sender takes receiver's hands.

[NECKLACE] - sender fastens a necklace around receiver's neck.

[SHOULDER] - sender lays a hand on receiver's shoulder.

[SIT] - sender guides receiver to sit down on a chair / bed / wall / etc.

[LAY] - sender guides receiver by the shoulders to lay back.

[TUG] - sender tugs receiver's hand in an attempt to get them to follow.

[WAIST] - sender rests a hand against receiver's waist.

[SUPPORT] - sender pulls receiver's arm over their shoulder for support.

[DRINK] - sender sets something to drink down in front of receiver.

[FOOD] - sender sets something to eat down in front of receiver.

[BACK] - sender rubs a hand up and down receiver's back.

[COAT] - sender zips / buttons up receiver's coat for them.

[CHEEK] - sender brushes a thumb over receiver's cheek.

[NUZZLE] - sender nuzzles into receiver's neck.

[HUG] - sender tugs receiver in for a hug.

[CHIN] - sender tucks receiver in under their chin.

[LIFT] - sender lifts receiver off the ground (or attempts to).

[CARRY] - sender carries receiver to another location.

[HALT] - sender gently pulls receiver to a halt.

🐝  *  ―  𝑩𝑼𝑰𝑳𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.  (  nsfw.  feel free to adjust to better fit your muses.  )

❛  your cock is so delicious.  ❜ ❛  i need you in my mouth now.  ❜ ❛  i get so hard when i’m around you.  ❜ ❛  do you want me to spit or swallow?  ❜ ❛  i need you inside me.  ❜ ❛  guess what i’m wearing right now.  ❜ ❛  why don’t you come over? i promise you won’t regret it.  ❜ ❛  if i was with you, what would you do to me?  ❜ ❛  my legs are missing you in between them.  ❜ ❛  you’ll make me feel so good.  ❜ ❛  i’ve been thinking long and hard about what i wanna do with you tonight.  ❜ ❛  all i can think of is sitting on top of your hard cock.  ❜ ❛  i’m touching myself right now.  ❜ ❛  i wanna hear your moans.  ❜ ❛  i can’t stop thinking about how good you always feel.  ❜ ❛  can you feel how wet / hard i am for you?  ❜ ❛  i love the way you make me feel.  ❜ ❛  you have the most perfect breasts / cock / pussy.  ❜ ❛  i love watching you touch yourself.  ❜ ❛  i can only think of one thing right now and it’s you naked on my bed.  ❜ ❛  all i can think about is how good you’re going to taste.  ❜ ❛  how hard do you want to be fucked tonight?  ❜ ❛  i never knew that i could want someone so badly.  ❜ ❛  i plan on making you scream my name tonight.  ❜ ❛  it’s unfair how sexy you look today.  ❜ ❛  get on your knees, now.  ❜ ❛  i’m going to make you soaking wet.  ❜ ❛  don’t you dare come until i allow you to.  ❜ ❛  i want to tie you up later and have my way with you.  ❜ ❛  how fast do you think i can make you come?  ❜ ❛  i was thinking about you last night.  ❜ ❛  if we weren’t in public right now, i’d bend you over the table and fuck you.  ❜ ❛  i just want to be used by you tonight. can i be your personal toy?  ❜ ❛  tease me until i can’t take it anymore.  ❜ ❛  i can’t wait to taste you on my lips.  ❜ ❛  you can do whatever you want to me tonight.  ❜ ❛  cum for me.  ❜ ❛  you’re gonna be a good girl / boy for me?  ❜ ❛  take control of me, i trust you.  ❜ ❛  i can’t wait to be alone with you.  ❜

&. 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  an  assortment  of  smut  /  nsfw  implied  dialogue  prompts  with  not  so  explicit  language.  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ i’ve been thinking about you all day. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ how badly do you want me? ❜

❛ i can’t get enough of you. ❜

❛ i’ve never done something like this before. ❜

❛ i like being close to you. you’re warm. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ you look like you were jealous. ❜

❛ i’m not jealous. ❜

❛ shh. there’s people in the other room. ❜

❛ say you want me, and i’m yours. ❜ 

❛ i won’t bite. unless you’re into that sort of thing. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ would you like to go somewhere a little more private? ❜

❛ i’ll take care of you. ❜

❛ there’s so many things i wanna do to you. ❜

❛ take off your clothes. ❜

❛ i’m going to ruin you. ❜

❛ show me how much you missed me. ❜

❛ is this okay? ❜

❛ you know you love me. ❜

❛ i want you to feel good. ❜

❛ i want this. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you’re such a tease. ❜

❛ want me to model these for you? ❜

❛ we have to make this quick. ❜

❛ what are you looking at? ❜

❛ it’s hot when you talk back. ❜

❛ you don’t have to be gentle. i won’t break. ❜

❛ don’t you know what you’re doing to me? ❜

❛ i really want to kiss you right now. ❜

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. ❜

❛ this is a one time thing. ❜

❛ you know where to find me. ❜

❛ did i say you could stop? ❜

❛ you’re soaked. let me grab you a towel. ❜

❛ i want to see you. ❜

❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜

❛ no ones here. we can be as loud as we want. ❜

❛ you look good with my hands around your throat. ❜

❛ i’ll be good, i promise. ❜

❛ you’re really good at that. ❜

❛ shut up and kiss me already. ❜

❛ you better watch your fucking mouth. ❜

❛ don’t mind me. just enjoying the view. ❜

❛ tell me what you want. ❜

❛ you can be rough. i can take it. ❜

❛ and where do you think you’re going? ❜

❛ if you called just to get off on my voice, i’m hanging up. ❜

❛ i shouldn’t allow myself to get this close to you. ❜

❛ what if i hurt you? ❜

❛ you won’t hurt me. ❜

♡  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. 

consent is sexy ! - includes a mix of povs

can i help you out of that?

do you want this, too?

how do you like this?

how do you want it?

can we try something new?

keep doing that.

does that sound good to you?

please touch me.

what if i [insert act here]? would you like that?

you like that, don’t you?

i’d love to try that. what do you think?

hold on to this if you want me to keep going.

drop this if you want to stop.

show me what you like.

may i..?

do you want to be inside me?

do you want to feel how [hard/wet] i am for you?

wanna go down on me?

can i go down on you?

is this okay?

are you okay?

i want to kiss you. can i kiss you?

we can stop if you need to, okay?

please don’t stop.

can i kiss you here?

please kiss me there.

i’m so turned on right now.

i love when you do that.

i can’t get enough of you.

tell me how much you like this.

tell me what you want.

hey, i need you to look at me and tell me if you’re okay.

can you touch me like this?

can we try this tonight?

i won’t do this unless you want it.

you can kiss me.

please kiss me.

please touch me.

are you into this?

you look like you need to stop, do you?

i need to take a breath.

you don’t have to be gentle with me.

can i watch?

i just want to kiss right now.

i don’t really want to do anything tonight.

is it okay if we don’t tonight?

do we need a break? 

are you still okay? 

does this feel good?

i can take more.

more, please.

🐝  *  ―  𝑺𝑶𝑭𝑻 𝑫𝑰𝑹𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑨𝑳𝑲 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.  (  nsfw.  )

❛  relax, and just let me kiss you.  ❜ ❛  be naked when i come home.  ❜ ❛  i wanna do bad things to you.  ❜ ❛  you’re gonna beg for it, baby.  ❜ ❛  me. you. bed. now.  ❜ ❛  i want to taste you.  ❜ ❛  i’ve been waiting for this all day.  ❜ ❛  ready for round two?  ❜ ❛  you make me smile … and also super horny, but that’s not the point.  ❜ ❛  do whatever you want to me.  ❜ ❛  all i could think about today was you.  ❜ ❛  my words can do a better job of teasing you than my words can.  ❜ ❛  tell me where you want me to touch you first.  ❜ ❛  you have no idea how much i want you right now.  ❜ ❛  just looking at you is making me horny.  ❜ ❛  if we were alone right now, what would you do to me?  ❜ ❛  you’re not wearing any underwear.  ❜ ❛  it’s not that i’m horny all the time. it’s just that you’re always sexy.  ❜ ❛  i can’t wait to feel you inside me.  ❜ ❛  tonight, i want you to take control.  ❜ ❛  i want you in my mouth.  ❜ ❛  tell me what you want me to do.  ❜ ❛  right there, that feels so good.  ❜ ❛  how does this feel?  ❜ ❛  you’re not allowed to cum until i say so.  ❜ ❛  tease me until i am begging for it.  ❜ ❛  i’m crazy for you.  ❜ ❛  i’ve been very bad. i think i need to be punished.  ❜ ❛  if you keep looking at me like that, i’m not responsible for what happens next.  ❜ ❛  you are the biggest turn on.  ❜ ❛  i love it when you put your hands on me.  ❜ ❛  no one makes me as horny as you do.  ❜ ❛  first, i want you to undress me. then i want you to kiss every part of my body.  ❜ ❛  i get so turned on just thinking about last time.  ❜ ❛  just wait till we get home …  ❜ ❛  do you like that?  ❜ ❛  just lie back and let me take care of you.  ❜ ❛  i love when you talk to me like that.  ❜ ❛  i can’t wait to have my way with you.  ❜ ❛  i feel so weak and turned on at the same time when i’m in your arms.  ❜

smut prompt list-

prompts from @sultrypotter

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

“i love it when you moan my name”

“just a little harder”

“let me give you a reason to stay in bed”

“no panties?”

“i want you now”

“use your tongue”

“please don’t stop”

“i can’t sleep without you here”

“do you like that”

“you need a place to stay for the night”

“spend the night with me”

“you can get louder can’t you”

“look what you do to me”

“i want to taste you”

“open your mouth”

“if you want to come you better beg”

“that feels so good”

“don’t cum yet”

“strip. now”

“take off your clothes”

“bite me” ”if you insist”

“can you feel what your doing to me”

“this is a one time thing”

“tell me how you like it”

“get on your hands and knees, right now”

“i wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it”

“i just want to please you”

“each of my thoughts about you are improper”

“i love it when you kiss my neck”

“don’t be gentle”

“i’ve never want to fuck you more than i do now”

“you wanna have sex with me”

“you’re not going out dressed like that”

“i’m afraid i can no longer remain professional”

“make me”

“you’re mine”

“i love it when you talk dirty

“i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me now”

“i’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly”

“don’t give me that look”

“like what you see”

“stay quiet”

“i told you to stay still"

“i promise I’ll be good”

“just shut up and fuck me”

“you feels so good”

“i want you inside me”

“be a good girl and spread your legs”

“don’t worry i’ll take of you”

“don’t tempt me”

“i’ve never done this before”

“don’t be afraid it’s just me”

“you’re more than just a one night stand”

“don’t forget who you belong to”

“would you just shut up and kiss me already”

“try to stay quiet understand?”

“we’re in public you know”

“don’t be so rough there can’t be any marks”

“are you sure? once i start i don’t think i’m able to stop”

“no i’m supposed to make you feel good”

“stop teasing me so much”

“bed. now”

“first one to make noises loses”

“i love the way you look with my fingers inside you”

“i guess I’ll just get off all by myself”

“these walls are pretty thick which means you and i can be as loud as we want”

“did you touch your self while i was gone”

“we can’t do that here”

“if you interrupt me one more time— so help me god”

“tell me what you want”

“y-you’re not.... w-wearing anything under that are you”

“there is no way anyone is that innocent”

“you taste like fucking candy”

“the only way you’re getting off is on my thigh”

“you make a sound it’s game over”

“i haven’t even touched you and you’re already wet"

“want help with that”

“you’re so fucking hot when you’re made”

“we’re not just friends you know that”

“what? does that feel good”

“if we get caught i’m blaming you”

“we have to be quiet”

“you have no idea how much i want you

“if we weren’t in public right now i’d have my head between your legs”

“i’m going to fuck your so hard you’re going to forget that guys name”

“i really want to kiss you right now”

“wanna fuck?”

“how do i look”

“if you don’t like my teasing why are you moaning”

“don’t fucking touch what is not yours”

“we’re.... just friends”

“friends don’t do this kind of shit”

“how quickly can you cum”

“think you can warm me up”

“touch me and you lose”

“there’s people here”

“i don’t care what you do just fuck me”

“guess i’ll have to cum inside you then”

“i don’t know what to do” “then let me teach you”

“we’ve been at it like rabbits and you’re still horny”

“use your mouth”

“show me”

“come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you”

“i forgot my towel”

“you’re naked aren’t you”

“take it off slowly”

“your wish is my command”

“come to my room there’s this thing i wanna try”

“no one can ever find out about this”

“for your safety i’ll be gentle”

“are these handcuffs”

“i don’t feel like sleeping”

“what are you going to do about it”

“you won’t be getting any sleep tonight”

“why so shy?”

“don’t worry i’ll make you feel really good”

“you’re the one who aroused me so let’s have some fun”

“why don’t we move this to the bed”

“would you like to go somewhere a little private”

“these are so wet aren’t you going to remove them?”

“i was just about to wash up care to join”

“this feels dirty” “that's because it is”

“you feel amazing”

“don’t pretend to be so innocent”

“i want you to touch yourself”

“what has you so excited”

“i want you....here.... right now”

“bend over and spread your legs”

“i can’t hold back anymore”

“it’s been along day why don’t we help each other unwind”

“oh don’t mind me I’m just enjoying the view”

“your lips make me wonder what you taste like”

“i don’t like being told what to do unless i’m naked”

“you’re so sexy when you’re hot and bothered”

“i’ve been thinking about this night”

“don’t cover you’re face, i want to see you”

“you’re so beautiful all spread out like this... just for me”

“lay back”

“i bought a few pieces of lingerie. want me to model for you?”

“i can’t believe how wet you are already”

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

sexual tension prompts.

i deleted my old blog by mistake, so i’m revamping these!! if you want to reverse them, add a +, like so: [ PIN ] + and the roles will switch! these prompts are inspired by THIS MEME! they’re designed for all muses, regardless of whether they’ve interacted before or not!

[ PIN ] : sender pins receiver against a wall.

[ HANDS ] : our muses’ hands touch. (anything from grazing past or the hand holding content we all deserve.)

[ GAZE ] : sender watches receiver from across a crowded room.

[ GUIDE ] : in order to guide the receiver, sender presses a hand against the small of their back.

[ INVITE ] : sender asks receiver into a private room with nobody else present.

[ TOUCH ] : our muses touching one another discreetly but intimately in a public setting.

[ LICK ] : sender licks something from their thumb or lips in front of receiver.

[ SLEEVES ] : sender rolls up their sleeves to reveal their forearms.

[ SMIRK ] : while interacting with receiver, sender can’t resist a smirk.

[ NECKLACE ] : sender fastens a necklace around receiver’s neck, leaning in close to do so.

[ CLOSE ] : our muses are in a position which leads to the sender stepping intimately closer to the receiver.

[ UNBUTTON ] : due to heat or stress or other reasons, sender unbuttons the top of their shirt to reveal their neckline.

[ DANCE ] : our muses dance together in close quarters.

[ DEFEND ] : sender physically intervenes between receiver and a source of unwanted attention.

[ TEXT ] : sender texts intimate content to receiver.

[ PHONE ] : while on the phone with receiver, sender flirts teasingly during the call.

[ BEHIND ] : unexpectedly, sender arrives close to receiver from behind, taking them by surprise.

[ WET ] : our muses find one another in a torrential downpour of rain, both soaking wet.

[ LEAN ] : sender leans tantalisingly close to receiver to retrieve something or catch their attention.

[ LOOK ] : sender initiates intense eye contact with receiver.

[ ALONE ] : our muses find one another alone in an isolated setting.

[ ASK ] : sender asks receiver if they’re single.

[ WHISPER ] : sender leans close to receiver’s ear in order to whisper something to them.

[ BRUSH ] : sender reaches forward to brush a strand of receiver’s hair from their eyes.

[ STEADY ] : sender steadies receiver by placing their hands on their waist when the receiver almost falls against them.

[ SMILE ] : sender begins to grin at something the receiver is saying, like a big unstoppable grin.

[ PULL ] : sender pulls receiver into their side as they’re walking together.

[ STRADDLE ] : while sparring, sender gains the upper hand and pins the receiver in place, straddling their waist in the process.

[ BLADE ] : sender, having been enemies with the receiver, places a knife to their throat, but does nothing else.

[ STARE ] : while the receiver is speaking, the sender’s gaze drifts to their lips.

[ UNDERCOVER ] : while pretending to be a couple for the sake of a mission or other purpose, sender and receiver find themselves giving a Remarkably Convincing performance that leaves them questioning how platonic they really are.

[ AFTER ] : sender has just impulsively and passionately kissed the receiver without any warning nor apparent reason. how does the receiver respond?

[ REMARK ] : after someone passes a remark on what a cute couple the seemingly platonic sender and receiver are, the sender casts a meaningful glance at the receiver, expecting them to say something about it first.

[ PHOTOGRAPH ] : as someone volunteers to take a picture of them on a day out, sender instinctively wraps an arm around the receiver to steady them, holding them close for a photo that turns out to be more romantic than they were expecting.

[ CHALLENGE ] : after the receiver teasingly suggests that the sender is a terrible kisser, sender immediately and fervently proves them wrong with a long, passionate kiss that leaves the receiver taking back what they said.

[ LANGUAGE ] : sender begins to speak seductively and fluently with the receiver in another language.

[ CONSTANT ] : after days/weeks/months/years of endless flirting back and forth, sender finally dares the receiver to go beyond flirting and break the tensions between them properly.

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀.

okay so i got like, three books delivered this week, and in anticipation i reread another book that i had, and lads, let me tell ye, it was like quicksand. so now i have a list, some from my head, many from my wonderful friends’ heads, of prompts that basically made us all very soft or very “pleasantly scandalized rich lady from the sixties who just found out a juicy bit of goss about the new neighbor”. i hope ye like them! (DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST. I WILL MAKE A PART TWO. AND THREE. AND FOUR. MANY MANY PARTS. EVENTUALLY. )

[ HAIR ]:          sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)

[ CLOSE ]:          while standing remarkably close to one another, the sender is unable to stop themselves from running their gaze across the receiver’s body, lingering for a moment on their lips, before returning to initiate prolonged, intense eye contact.

[ CHIN ]:          as they stand close to one another, the sender hooks a finger and tenderly lifts the receiver’s chin, tilting it up so that they can look at one another, and running a thumb across their skin lightly.

[ THUMB ]:          while cupping the receiver’s cheek in their hand, the sender slowly glides their thumb across their cheekbone in a tender, sweeping caress.

[ WOUND ]:          upon noticing a recent injury on the receiver’s person, the sender carefully moves closer, running a thumb (or hand) across the wound in a gentle, troubled manner.

[ INHALE ]:          while standing in very close quarters to the receiver, the sender shakily inhales with desire/anticipation as they realize how intimately close they are to one another.

[ DANCE ]:          when alone together (e.g. the bedroom, the kitchen, literally anywhere once they’re alone) the sender takes the receiver’s hand, and pulls them into a graceful yet intimate dance as a spontaneous act.

[ BARE ]:          as they get undressed, the sender gently places a soft, tender kiss against the receiver’s bare shoulder.

[ SCAR ]:          noticing a scar on the receiver’s skin, the sender tentatively stops them from covering it up, and rests a gentle, soft kiss over it.

[ FOREHEAD ]:          placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together.

[ PALM ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender brings it to their mouth, and places a tender kiss against the receiver’s palm.

[ LINGER ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender lifts it to their lips, and gently kisses their knuckles, lingering for a moment before withdrawing.

[ BEHIND ]:         upon entering the same room as the receiver, the sender steps behind them, and winds their arms around the receiver’s waist, drawing them close against them.

[ WAIT ]:          realizing the receiver is about to leave the room, the sender hastily reaches out and catches their wrist, preventing them from continuing their departure.

[ ARM ]:          after holding their hand, the sender releases the receiver, but slowly glides their hand up the full length of their arm, lingering on the upper arm, then the shoulder, then resting their touch against the side of their neck.

[ HOLD ]:          while close to the receiver, the sender wordlessly takes a hold of their hand, for no other purpose than to be holding it.

[ PLAY ]:          while sitting together, the sender absently lifts the receiver’s hand, idly running their fingertips across the lines of their palms, mapping out every inch of their hand with slow, lazy touches.

[ GUIDE ]:          in the process of guiding the receiver through a crowded place, the sender’s hand protectively grazes against the small of their back

[ TOUCH ]:          while touching the receiver’s waist, the sender’s hand briefly dips beneath the hem of their shirt, skimming briefly across the bare skin of their waist.

[ CUP ]:           bringing both hands up to cup the receiver’s face, the sender draws them in closer to them in order to get a better look at their face.

[ TUG ]:          the sender tugs the receiver close against them by resting a hand against the small of their back, pulling them flush against their body.

[ HUSH ]:          while standing close to one another and hiding from pursuers, the sender reaches up and places a finger against the receiver’s lips to prevent them from speaking and revealing their location.

[ WRAP ]: when sitting astride a horse/motorcycle/etc. together, the sender reaches back, takes the receiver’s wrists, and gently pulls their arms around the sender’s waist in an embrace designed to keep the receiver safe, despite feeling remarkably intimate.

 SOME MORE SMUTTY MEMES 

[ SIT ]  for one muse to finger the other who sits in their lap fully clothed,  keeping an arm around their waist to make them stay still. 

[ RISK ]  for one muse to drive and finger the other who is in the passenger seat. 

[ DISTRACT ]  for one muse to drive while the other gives them head/fingers them. 

[ WATCH ]  for muses to cuddle on a couch while watching tv and one of them begins to finger the other but stops every time they make too much noise. 

[ SUBTLE ]  our muses are cuddling,  sender begins to feel up receiver and tease them. 

[ STILL ]  our muses are cuddling,  receiver begins to feel up sender and tease them. 

[ GUIDE ]  while one muse is riding the other,  the one being ridden takes hold of the one on top’s hips to control their movements. 

[ CLOSE ]  our muses have sex in lotus position,  clinging to each other desperately.  

[ GAZE ]  our muses are having sex in missionary and the one on the bottom tells them to slow down so they can just look at them for a few moments. 

[ DELAY ]  one muse is trying to get ready to go somewhere while the other keeps kissing them and unbutton/unzipping their clothes. 

[ CAREFUL ]  one muse is recovering from minor injuries,  so the other takes charge and makes them stay still while they have slow,  sensual sex. 

[ REVERENT ]  one or both muses have been pining for a while,  sender body worships receiver by kissing all over their body and giving them oral. 

[ GRATIFICATION ]  one or both muses have been pining for a while,  receiver body worships sender by kissing all over their body and giving them oral. 

[ MESS ]  our muses are supposed to be cleaning up in the shower after sex,  but sender starts to finger receiver. 

[ RESTART ]  our muses are supposed to be cleaning up in the shower after sex,  but receiver starts to finger sender. 

[ CLEANSE ]  our muses have sex in the bathtub. 

[ TENSION ]  one muse is patching up the other’s injuries which leads to intense eye contact,  lingering touches and them finally crashing their lips against each other’s. 

[ DISCUSSION ]  for our muses to talk about kinks and figure out their boundaries together. 

[ APPROACHED ]  our muses haven’t been intimate yet and sender finally broaches the subject to receiver  (  feel free to add dialogue or actions  ) 

[ APPROACH ]  our muses haven’t been intimate yet and receiver finally broaches the subject to sender. 

[ SUGGESTIVE ]  our muses are hanging out and end up on the topic of turn ons,  kinks,  and what they’re attracted to. 

[ GROUND RULES ]  for our muses to discuss boundaries before trying something new in bed. 

[ OBSERVE ]  for sender to show receiver where and how they want to be touched. 

[ DEMONSTRATE ]  for receiver to show sender where and how they want to be touched.

[ LINE ]  our muses are supposed to only be pretending to be together for a mission or fake dating,  but they keep going and neither one of them is stopping which leads to them hiding away to have sex.  

[ DEBATE ]  our muses are arguing because sender is worried and overprotective of receiver,  but when they get up in each other’s faces they end kissing and groping at each other. 

[ CLAIM ]  our muses are arguing because receiver is worried and overprotective of sender,  but when they get up in each other’s faces they end up kissing and groping at each other. 

[ SENSUAL ]  for sender to slowly undress receiver,  caressing and kissing every part of them they expose. 

[ GRADUAL ]  for receiver to slowly undress sender,  caressing and kissing every part of them they expose. 

[ SERVICE ]  our muses just showered together,  sender dries off receiver with a towel and kisses each part of them they dry as they go. 

[ CARESS ]  our muses just showered together,  receiver dries off sender with a towel and kisses each part of them they dry as they go. 

COMMUNICATION

❝  well,  honestly i’ve never really had sex before and was kinda hoping you would teach me.  ❞

❝  i’ve never tried that before.  but i want to,  can we just take it slow?  ❞

❝  don’t be nervous,  i’ll guide you through it.  ❞

❝  just because i’ve never actually fucked someone doesn’t mean i don’t know what i like.  we have toys for a reason.  ❞

❝  show me what you like.  ❞

❝  can we take a break?  i’m enjoying this i just need a moment.  ❞

❝  can i be on top this time?  ❞

❝  can i be on bottom this time?  ❞

❝  just relax,  lie still and let me take care of you.  ❞

❝  do you think we could try pegging?  i’ve always been kinda curious.  ❞

❝  you can blindfold me but i want my hands free if we do that.  ❞

❝  let me know if the ropes are too tight,  okay?  ❞

❝  i think i’m ready.  if you are too,  i wanna have sex.  ❞

❝  listen,  i’ve wanted to get you in bed since you first smiled at me.  but we don’t have to do this unless you’re sure.   ❞

❝  i’m ready,  but we should set some ground rules first.  ❞

❝  can you use your mouth again?  i really liked that.  ❞

❝  do you like how this feels?  ❞

❝  yes,  i like this.  can you just—  please keep doing that.  ❞

❝  i don’t want to be touched this time,  i just want to focus on you right now.  ❞

❝  i prefer to do the giving if that’s okay?  ❞

❝  i like receiving but,  if you want me to do something i will.  i want you to feel good too.  ❞

❝  you can go harder.  i’m okay,  i want you to.  ❞

❝  i don’t want to have to think or have control.  just,  do what you want with me.  if something is too much i’ll let you know.  trust me.  ❞

❝  do you need me to slow down?  ❞

❝  what can i do to make you more comfortable?  ❞

❝  i know this is really vulnerable for you,  so we can take this as slow as you need.  you’re in control here okay?  ❞

❝  can you just kiss me for a little bit first?  ❞

&. 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  we  love  angst  on  this  blog,  what  can  we  say.  here’s  some  more  dialogue  prompts  for  you.  a  warning  for  potentially  triggering  themes  below.  )

❛ everything you touch, you ruin. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ you can’t make me disappear. ❜

❛ memories are only there to make you bleed. ❜

❛ i don’t need your permission. ❜

❛ don’t shut me out like this. ❜

❛ the less you know, the better. ❜

❛ i won’t stop killing until you kill me. ❜

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ you think i felt something for you? you’ve forgotten what i am. ❜

❛ the last time we talked, didn’t you say you wanted to kill me? ❜

❛ i felt something loosen in me that shouldn’t have been loosened. ❜

❛ pull yourself together. we have work to do. ❜

❛ stay back, i have a demon inside of me. ❜

❛ let me get closer, i have a hell inside of me where your demon can live. ❜

❛ people like that don’t deserve to live. ❜

❛ just do what you’re told. like you always do. ❜

❛ why do you have to make everyone hate you? ❜

❛ it’s better that you don’t get involved. ❜

❛ i’d do anything to make you stay. ❜

❛ who cares if it bleeds. ❜

❛ is this what you think love is? ❜

❛ just breathe through it. it gets easier. ❜

❛ don’t pretend that you cared about me. ❜

❛ i’m starting to think you like wasting my time. ❜

❛ we wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for me. ❜

❛ i will never, ever, give you a moment’s peace. ❜

❛ the world doesn’t hate us. but it doesn’t love us either. ❜

❛ it hurts that you still can’t trust me after all this time. ❜

❛ a darkness with voices is better than a silent void. ❜

❛ it’s safer to be feared, than loved. ❜

❛ am i not good enough for you? ❜

❛ a burnt child loves the fire. ❜

❛ i’m tired of dying. ❜

❛ what if you hurt because it feels good? ❜

❛ don’t try to fix me, i’m not broken. ❜

❛ if you want me to die, you can just say so. ❜

❛ you don’t have to be afraid of who you are. ❜

❛ that line disappears once you cross it. ❜

❛ how can i believe you after all you’ve done? ❜

❛ i won’t let you forget about me. ❜

❛ the person you once knew me as, died. ❜

❛ are you going to leave me again? ❜

❛ i have nothing i could offer you. ❜

❛ no one is going to save you. no one can. ❜

❛ maybe you’re / i’m already dead. ❜ 

❛ you have blood on your hands. ❜

❛ what, can’t take a punch? ❜

❛ i’m your mind giving you someone to talk to. ❜

❛ you have to step out of this darkness and let them see you for who you are, like i have. ❜

🐝  *  ―  𝑺𝑶𝑭𝑻 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  hey … it’s okay now. you’re safe here.  ❜ ❛  please don’t leave me alone again.  ❜ ❛  was it all just a lie?  ❜ ❛  you have to trust me on this.  ❜ ❛  i didn’t mean it like that!  ❜ ❛  i can’t do this anymore.  ❜ ❛  promise me not to do anything stupid.  ❜ ❛  we’ll see each other again soon.  ❜ ❛  i can’t lose you, too.  ❜ ❛  this is how you wanna end it?  ❜ ❛  whatever this is ― it’s over.  ❜ ❛  i’m not gonna let you die!  ❜ ❛  we have to stop this before someone gets hurt.  ❜ ❛  i’m fine … it’s gonna be okay.  ❜ ❛  please don’t do this to me.  ❜ ❛  just talk to me, okay?  ❜ ❛  don’t close your eyes. stay with me.  ❜ ❛  you’ll have to save yourself.  ❜ ❛  stop lying to me!  ❜ ❛  you have to do this for me or i’ll never be able to forgive you.  ❜ ❛  i deserve better than this.  ❜ ❛  just leave me alone.  ❜ ❛  we’re too late …  ❜ ❛  save yourself while you still can.  ❜ ❛  you’re gonna be fine. just stay awake for a little longer, help’s already on their way.  ❜ ❛  please don’t cry.  ❜ ❛  stop moving, you’re only making this worse.  ❜ ❛  does it hurt?  ❜ ❛  if this is the end, i’m really glad i get to be here with you.  ❜ ❛  whatever you do, do not let go of my hand.  ❜ ❛  i’ve got you.  ❜ ❛  i’m sorry for not telling you sooner.  ❜ ❛  this is all your fault!  ❜ ❛  we’re gonna survive this, right?  ❜ ❛  we’re screwed.  ❜ ❛  just do this for me and we’ll never have to speak to each other again once this is all over.  ❜ ❛  i thought you were better than that.  ❜ ❛  one of us is gonna end up with a broken heart.  ❜ ❛  i’m scared.  ❜ ❛  so that’s it?  ❜

&. 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  an  assortment  of  short  and  angsty  dialogue  prompts.  feel  free  to  change  and  edit  as  you  seem  fit.  )  

❛ i didn’t know where else to go. ❜

❛ i’ll never be that me again. ❜

❛ you can still be good. ❜

❛ i thought you’d be here. ❜

❛ don’t act like you know me. ❜

❛ because i care about you, okay? ❜

❛ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❜

❛ i was scared. i thought you had lost your way. ❜

❛ am i supposed to just let you go? ❜

❛ you deserve better than me. ❜

❛ don’t make me do this. ❜

❛ i’m not who you think i am. ❜

❛ you don’t mean that. ❜

❛ please just hold me. ❜

❛ i don’t want to understand, i want you to stay. ❜

❛ and why should i care? ❜

❛ you look awful. ❜

❛ i can’t do this without you. ❜

❛ don’t let me lose you too. ❜

❛ for what it’s worth, i really am sorry. ❜

❛ it’s not your fault. ❜

❛ i don’t know who i am anymore. ❜

❛ is this the part where you kick me out? ❜

❛ don’t we deserve to be happy? ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you can’t save everyone. ❜

❛ it was a nightmare, that’s all. ❜

❛ it’s just a scratch, don’t worry. ❜

❛ you know me better than i know myself. ❜

❛ don’t go where i can’t follow. ❜

❛ you’re better off without me. ❜

❛ we all die alone. ❜

❛ people get hurt if they get too close to me. ❜

❛ i hate what i’ve become. ❜

❛ i’m not going anywhere. ❜

❛ is there anything i can do to help? ❜

❛ i don’t even recognize you anymore. ❜

❛ who did this to you? ❜

❛ please don’t leave me. ❜

❛ oh, now you care? ❜

❛ don’t come any closer! ❜

❛ i missed you so much. ❜

❛ you don’t have to say anything. ❜

❛ do you want me to leave? ❜

❛ why are you avoiding me? ❜

❛ you could have died, you know. ❜

❛ i wish you were here. ❜

❛ you’re not alone. i’m staying right here. ❜

❛ i can be your family. ❜

❛ of course i’m here. where else would i be? ❜

❛ we just can’t seem to get it right, huh? ❜

❛ don’t look at me like that. ❜

❛ don’t push me away again. ❜

❛ this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. ❜

❛ you’re leaving already? ❜

❛ this was a mistake. ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜