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Don't you think you owe it to readers to give them what they want?
No? What an odd take. Read my fic or don't.
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ever since i was a little girl i knew i wouldn't finish my wips
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List of “prelude to smut” prompts 
“All of that cake and I don’t even get to have one serving of it? Damn, you’re really depriving me out here, aren’t you?” 
“…I’m not saying you’re a three course meal. But that’s exactly what I’m saying. And I’d finish you so fucking quick if you’d let me.” 
“There is a piece of clothing I want to see you in.” “What is it?” “Your birthday suit. Please? And thanks, just for politeness’ sake.”
“Don’t worry, I’d take you out for dinner before I eat you out for dessert. It’s the polite thing to do.” 
“Can I just say something? Your body will be talking to mine by tonight if you keep doing what you’re doing.” 
“I don’t think we’d be leaving the bed any time soon if we did the things I imagine us doing in my head.” “Well then, sign me the fuck up. I never leave the bed anyway, unless it’s for something important.” 
“You think we could like… Fuck these feelings out somehow?”
“All I could think about the whole time is how good it would feel to have you take complete control over me.” 
“If you fuck me the way you fuck me up emotionally, I think you’d do a pretty damn good job at it.”
“Everyone’s getting some. I wanna be a part of that.” 
“Oh God, there’s no taking it slow when it comes to you.”
“You want a taste of this?” “Darling, I would end up wanting more than just a taste.”
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Me, on top of WIP Mountain
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the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.
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"You're blushing." Prompts
“You’re blushing.” “Yeah, so? Never seen anyone fall for your charm before?”
“Are you okay? You look a little…” “I’m fine!”
A tries to hide their blush from B by turning their head away, but the latter doesn’t let them.
“I can’t help it (when you look at me like that).”
“Are you actually blushing?” “No! Shut up.”
“You, uhh… You… Sorry. I didn’t mean to make you… I mean…”
A smiles fondly when B starts to blush and draws them closer, allowing them to hide in their embrace.
“Awww. Did I fluster you?”
“This never happened, do you understand?! If I find out you mentioned this to anyone, I’ll…”
It appears A made B blush, and in response their own cheeks heat up.
“Stoooop. Stop making me all…” “All… what?”
“Just admit that…” (e.g. you like when I look at you like that.)
A has never blushed when they asked that question/made such a comment before. (Before what?/Has something changed?)
“… You’ll never let me live this down, will you?”
A touches their own heated cheeks (, maybe to confirm that they really are blushing. Not that they didn’t already know.)
“Why am I blushing?!”
A and B try to figure out who can make the other person blush first/the hardest.
“I call bullshit. There’s no way you never blush. No way.”
“Months/Years later, and you still make me blush.”
“I’m not blushing. It’s from the cold.” “Yeah. Sure.”
“Sorry. I just... like seeing that I have an effect on you, I guess.”
“God. You look adorable/etc. (when you’re blushing).”
A is curious/confused/etc. Once, they easily were able to make B blush. Nowadays, it seems almost impossible.
“You’re blushing.” “So are you.”
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— subtle physical affection prompts 𓆩♡𓆪
i hope everyone is having a great new year so far! enjoy :D
pushing strands of their hair out of their face
brushing the dust of their clothes
wiping off a food stain near their lips (bonus: you lick it off your fingers)
briefly tracing the lines of their palms
patiently helping them put their shoes on
teasingly playing with the string of their hoodie
nose boops
comparing hand sizes
accidentally grazing their hands as both of you are reaching for the same object
gentle massages for their shoulders
delicately putting your hand on their back
playful stabs with your fingers onto the side of their waist
ever so light forehead pecks
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writers when they’re proofreading their works for the 34th time *find zero mistakes, there’s no typo, no grammatical error. everything looks good. hit the post button*
writers when they’re reading said works after they’ve been published like proud parents *find 52 mistakes at first glance, 38 typos and 14 grammatical errors with a bunch of inconsistencies and plot holes*
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i want to read the fic in my head but i don't want to write it
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“how did you get into writing” girl nobody gets into writing. writing shows up one day at your door and gets into you
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Happy New Year, everyone
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Touch Starved Prompts
It was strange to touch each other without one of them dying, but maybe touch was also something for the living.
Like magnets they moved together, pressing into each other's warmth.
There always needed to be a reason, an excuse for their bodies to touch.
Being touch-starved and needy was really starting to mess with their reputation as a tough guy.
It was like their skin was calling out for the other's gentle touch.
They didn't like to be touched by just anyone. But that didn't mean they didn't also crave it sometimes.
A coldness took over their body that only the warmth of another person could erase.
They wanted to be touched, to be missed, to be loved. Was that too much to ask for?
Leaning onto each other, just being close, was enough.
Their bodies fitting together like they always were intended to become one.
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