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pendarling · 1 year
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٭⊹¤.•⨳•.*☆✬٭⊹¤.•⨳•.*☆✬ 𝙎𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝙎𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘿𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙨 ✬☆*.•⨳•.¤⊹٭
Kissing them so hard that it leaves their knees weak and their body is pressed up against them as their lover struggles to keep their lips on at all times.
One character giving the cold shoulder and the other smirking at them because they know they’re doing this for attention.
“I love it when you act all controlling like that knowing damn well I can leave you shaking under me.”
Character B telling Character A how badly they want to press their face into their pillow and make them scream as the other is trying to work.
Eye-fucking them all day, making Character A nervous and a blushing mess who can’t properly function.
“I haven’t even touched you yet, why are you falling apart so easily?”
Hungerily ripping apart their clothes and biting their neck and thighs as soon as they’re alone.
Purposely turning them on and edging them but never letting them get too stimulated. Watching them desperately trying to hold themselves together for the rest of the day.
Both characters trying to make each other moan and the first one to do it must carry out a favour.
Turning them from a haughty prick to a clingy mess who keeps grinding onto them for more.
Crying from too much pleasure and the other wiping their tears away. “Aww is baby crying? There there, that feels good doesn’t it?”
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moxfirefly · 4 months
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I would like to ask for delicate hugs, but they linger longer the more both of you do it from the prompt list for Raphael if that is ok.
I love your blog and your writing! ❤️❤️
To have those big ol’ arms tight around you 😮‍💨
Love this anon! Let see how this goes.
Rated Feels/Romance/Tension.
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The first thing that hit him was that fucking shower gel. It had the ability to linger so deliciously on your skin, mixing with your own scent. It was a punch to his senses, a good sucker punch that left him a little too giddy and ready for more.
This always happened when you two hugged.
So it was normal to press you against his chest and give a gentle squeeze, because you liked it when he did that.
It was fine to linger.
Right?
There was something natural to Raph’s scent, something between laundry detergent, some type of lotion and something so very him. You quite liked it, it was easy, you could tell it was him before you even turned to say hello.
What you liked though? What you enjoyed was how he could press you up against himself and squeeze. You loved weighted blankets but it paled so the pressure Raph’s arms could supply, the effortless way he lifted you off your feet several inches.
He always set you down, placed his hands on your shoulder before give them an affectionate squeeze. The fluidity of the motion is comforting, something to be expected whenever the two of you embraced.
With time the song and dance would change, small little intricate details that could’ve remained blind to the naked eye.
But you felt it, Raph felt it.
It was a greedy tune up, his arms fell a little lower to your waist, his chin rested more relaxed on your shoulder. The strands of your hair fanning his face and drowning him in the scent that very much had him mesmerized from day one.
You became more aware of his physique, the strength that lay within those arms, the press of his biceps and how nice it felt to run your hands down the obliques on the side of his torso. He was just to big and so strong.
Raph likes the small scattering of pink when he pulled away. The way your eyes stole a glance at his body, something about that filled him with so much pride, it left him a little dizzy with the ego rush.
As more time passed, and more time progressed, every little moment spent with each other, those embraces continued to evolve.
They evolved into something that left more questions than answers.
But god, did they supply another rush to his bloodstream, and left your skin all goose flesh.
That very night, when he went to see goodnight, make his way out of your window, the usual practiced motions…
He couldn’t pull away.
He held you close, chanced a soft caress to the back of your head. He felt your sigh more than he heard it, the small gush of air against his chest where you had glued yourself to. He was so firm, like stone, the scales a little cold against your skin. It was comforting, felt nice to have him life this.
It was the circles he drew on your back.
It was the way you reached up to the backs of his arms, fingertips running around the edges of his shell.
It was the fact that time continued to pass and yet neither of you could pull away.
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lab-trash · 9 months
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Character B has a massive crush on Character A. They kick themself for it, since they're only friends— close friends— and there's no way Character A would ever be okay with it.
Except Character A already knows. In fact, they thought it was obvious. Just something they never spoke of. Maybe bc A was waiting for B to be ready to say it.
One day someone flirts with B, making then uncomfortable, and A is immediately on the offense. They tell them to back off. Because B already has feelings for someone.
B stumbles through a thank you, but saying they didn't have to, or didn't have to lie to them. Leading A to say something like "I think they deserve to know your heart belongs to me if they're going to be hitting on you like that," or something of the sort.
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scealaiscoite · 1 year
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*ೃ༄ staying the night prompts ˚◞♡ ⃗
— “here, you can sleep in my shirt.”
— “no way am i letting you stay on the couch!”
— “stop hogging the blankets.”
— “look, the bed’s surely big enough for us both.”
— “do you snore? please don’t tell me you snore.”
— “you know what? i’m sure i can get home, there’s no need for me to stay- “
— “i’m not leaving you go home like this! stay the night, i swear it won’t kill you.”
— “you’re not such a bad host, y’know.”
— "i'm gonna stay here until i'm sure you're okay."
— "don't worry, i'm not going anywhere."
— "hey." *poke* "move over."
— "you slept like a baby. it was kind of cute."
— "is the pillow wall really necessary?"
— "please don't tell me we we fell asleep like this."
— "can... can you hold me? please?"
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sga-owns-my-soul · 5 months
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friends to lovers prompts that no one asked me for but idc i'm doing it anyways
"If we don't work out... I can't risk losing my best friend."
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"If we don't work out... I can't risk losing my best friend," John said, and Rodney felt himself get angrier.
"You're an idiot! You are such a massive idiot! How can you not see that we would work? That we already do? God, John, we- we can do anything if we're together. Nothing has ever stopped us, nothing can stop us. We're- we're us, John. How can you not see that?"
John opened his mouth like he was going to argue again, and everything about that was so wrong that Rodney did the only thing he could think of- he grabbed John roughly by the shirt and pulled him in as he crashed their lips together. It was like an explosion took place, everything Rodney had wanted for so long exploding into reality- and at the same time Rodney could feel everything slotting perfectly into place, fitting like it was always meant to. John was panting when they pulled away, his eyes huge and staring right back at Rodney.
"You're an idiot if you think you could ever lose me," Rodney said, and John couldn't help but laugh.
"You're the one who wants an idiot," John shot back and he pulled Rodney in closer, burying his face in Rodney's neck. Rodney's arms wrapped around John, holding him impossibly tight.
"Only if that idiot's you."
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shiveagit · 1 year
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Apritelloweek 2023 Day 1: Friends to Lovers If the world is ending best to not leave things unsaid.
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jmrothwell · 2 years
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hello friend :) can i request 7 from the friends to lovers prompts with reggie and alex? have a nice day! :)
It had started out simple enough. Reggie had ended up in Alex’s math class. Something that was equally entertaining as it was frustrating. Alex had thought the same of every math class he had the pleasure-displeasure?-of sharing with his friend since they were Eleven. Alex currently faced one of the prime examples of this contradiction.
Reggie, who would normally manage to snag a seat next to Alex, was sat in the seat in front of him today. Alex didn’t know what exactly had happened but Reggie had run in just as the final bell rang. Alex glared down at Reggie who was turned in his seat so that he could doodle in the margins of Alex’s notebook.
Alex glanced towards the front of the room, Mr. Esaiman was still lecturing the board. He leaned forward and as quietly as could “Dude, what are you doing?”
“Doodling,” Reggie mumbled, not even moving his eyes. Alex tried to keep his eye roll subdued.
“That’s not,” He took a deep breath, unsure if this was one of Reggie’s ploys to get a reaction or one of his legitimate airheaded moments. It had just become safer to react to them all the same way. He became too flustered when faced with Reggie’s mischievous smirk. “Ok. Why aren’t you doodling in your notebook?”
Truthfully Alex wasn’t surprised Reggie was doodling. It was one of the entertaining factors of math class. Reggie spent an inordinate amount of time doodling in this class. To the point where it frustrated teachers and fellow students-Alex included-that he somehow still managed to comprehend most of the subject matter.
“I forgot my bag at home today.” Reggie glanced up at Alex, a slight quirk of an eyebrow and tilt of the head. Alex grimaced at the silent question. More like the silent dare, Alex suspected. ‘Let me use your notebook to doodle, or risk seeing what I might get up to instead.’
Alex exhaled, he hated how it had gotten harder and harder to say no to Reggie over the years. Not impossible certainly, and it was easier to hide behind a veil of sarcasm. However, school was already taxing enough, “Fine.”
Reggie preened before he diverted all his attention back to Alex’s notebook. Alex smirked with a shake of his head and resumed taking his notes; Reggie would occasionally add the slightest correction. This wasn’t so bad, and it would just be this one class period.
It was not just that class period. More and more frequently Reggie would lean over and start adding small drawings to the margins of Alex’s notes. The dark haired young man somehow had started getting his hands on notebooks for Alex’s other classes. A fact Alex learned when he opened his history notebook only to discover Reggie had drawn comedic recreations of every major event for the last two weeks worth of notes. When had he even done that? 
Alex decided he needed to retaliate. Even if he found his own drawing skills lacking. He should have known this would just add fuel to the fire. Reggie had just added to Alex’s drawings, and began leaving some half done drawings of his own for Alex to finish. Like some bizarre game of telephone drawing.
Things got weird when Alex started to find hearts amongst the doodles in Reggie’s notebooks. Did Reggie develop a crush on somebody? Hard to tell with Reggie he constantly flirted. Like he didn’t know there was any other way to speak to people half the time. Alex felt his heart twist funny, which was just odd. If Reggie found someone he liked that would be a good thing. Granted the person actually appreciated Reggie for who he was, quirks and all and wasn’t some asshole. 
When Alex found a heart amongst the scattered drawings in his own notebook one day, his heart fluttered. Which he scowled at in turn, he was being stupid. Soon more and more hearts appeared in his notebook. This was getting ridiculous, Reggie should keep his feelings and his crush in his own notebooks. 
At the start of school the next day before the start of class Alex told Reggie as much. The boy just furrowed his brows. Alex would have called it his usual confused pout but there was something about those sea green eyes. The confusion was there, sure, but it was tinged by hurt and anger? When the two parted for their separate classes Reggie snagged one of Alex’s notebooks. He must have imagined the tumultuous nature of the look he saw earlier.
Or not? Reggie sat in math class, chin in one hand staring straight at the board. Alex’s notebook was already on the desk beside him. Alex side eyed his friend, he had to be up to something. Reggie studiously avoided looking at Alex, his free fingers drummed on his desk. What was he up to? Alex studied the desk where his notebook sat. It seemed intact, and nothing seemed to have been placed in the seat for him to sit in. 
Alex glanced at Reggie, no dice, his posture hadn’t changed. The other desks were quickly filling up. Alex shook the desk and he could have sworn he heard Reggie snort. When the final bell rang he finally sat, nothing happened. 
Relief flooded through Alex as he sank into the seat. Short lived relief, what the fuck was up with Reggie? Alex shook it from his mind, he’ll ask after class. He flipped his notebook open and discovered a two page spread of doodles. Those were definitely little cartoon versions of Reggie and himself in various poses and situations together. 
All the doodles surrounded four large print words. ‘I like you’ in larger lettering across the top, an extra ‘idiot’ sprawled across the bottom. Almost like an afterthought by the way it overlapped a few of the doodles. Alex wasn’t sure how long he sat frozen staring at the page before him. His heart hammered in his chest. Oh. 
No wonder Reggie looked at him like he had that morning. Shit, Reggie, was he still angry? He had definitely seemed pissed at the start of class. Alex dared a glance in Reggie’s direction. Reggie stared right back. Alex simultaneously wanted to slap and kiss the smirk off his face. Almost like he’d just read Alex’s mind Reggie winked with a wider grin before he returned his attention back to his own notebook. 
Alex’s face was on fire. How was he going to focus on class now?
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as-above-is-moving · 9 months
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@splinter-sister
Rach/Kairi
— hang-outs that start to feel more and more like dates
— sharing clothes in a totally friendly way
— nickname turning into petnames
friends to lovers prompts ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐚 ꒱
(( Ahhh, yes -- L E S B I A N S.
It's common knowledge that Kairi confessed to Crowley first, but Rachael was the second! After the initial intimidation of Rachael being her boss wore off, Kairi was a little more proactive, if not incredibly shy, about asking questions and inviting her over to her house for lunch or coffee. I like to imagine that over time, these little meetups became weekly 'dates' at Kairi's house, reserved for just the two of them. They went from getting to know each other, to playfully flirting back and forth, to having special girlfriend time away from the boys. As much as Kairi has acclimated to joining a thrupple as a fourth, she still cherishes the little one-on-one time she gets with each of them too <3
Sharing clothes might be a teeny bit of a challenge, but that wouldn't stop Kairi from stealing some of Rachael's shirts and jackets anyway! Even if they fit a little snug, it's the fact that the articles smell like Rachael that are important to her more than anything else. And Rachael is more than welcome to borrow any of Kairi's shirts to lounge in or use as pajama tops! In fact, Kairi thinks it's incredibly endearing when she does~
The first sign Rachael might have for sure known Kairi was hitting and/or crushing on her was when Kairi's nicknames became more personalized. Having been raised in the Slot A equivalent of the US South, it's second nature for Kairi to use terms of endearment like 'honey', 'sweetheart', 'sweetie', etc -- and I'm sure Rachael was used to that, being with Mack as long as she has been, too. With Rachael specifically though, the nicknames evolved from 'ma'am' to 'sir', to 'miss', 'miss Rachael', 'Rach', 'Rachey' -- and finally a rotation of 'my beloved', 'Mon Femme Forte', 'Mon Soliel,' and 'Ma Forte Tigresse'. Once the French came out, there was no denying that Kairi was absolutely smitten with her <3<3 ))
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apparentlytheproblem · 4 months
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e n e m i e s t o l o v e r s t r o p e - p r o m p t l i s t
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these are prompt lists which im so excited to do and share in the future and i hope my list only grows :)
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-ˏˋ. dialogue ˊˎ-
"As if you would ever cross my fucking mind."
"fuck you" "when"
“He so likes her.”
“I don’t mind wasting time on you.”
“I feel the opposite of hate…towards you.”
“I feel things…”
"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you"
“I might need more.”
“I’m not…used to feeling this way, okay?”
“Oh - don’t fucking do that.”
"shut up and kiss me"
"such a pretty liar mhmm"
“Took you long enough.”
“We might have been wrong.”
"what did you do"
“What the fuck is your problem?
"where the hell is he?"
"you want me?" "you know i do"
"stop crying"
"stop acting as if you're royalty, join reality."
"this is so wrong-"
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-ˏˋ. scenarios ˊˎ-
both of them are in forced proximity because of a crowd rush
internal conflict of being enemies with benefits
fake dating to get someone of their back
enemies but they are shivering and the other offers their hoodie
they make fun of eachother just to keep their attention
they have to work together and they hit a realization on how its not too bad
injured and goes to them to fix up their wounds as they have no where else to go
cant stand that they're ignoring them
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urfriendlywriter · 5 months
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prompts that has me lying on a highway:
(feel free to use <3 10, 15, 20 are my favs omds. yall tag me when u writeeee I'd love to read :))
"I'm glad you were strong, love."
"i notice the little efforts you make for me.. and i just want you to know i appreciate it." whos cutting onions
SMILING during a kissss >>>>>
the gaze that softens as soon as it lands on you.
hand holding, twirling in their arms, slow dancing > <
telling a joke just to see them laugh
"love.. isn't a word enough to express what i feel for you."
"you were my bestfriend, before you were anything else, love." <333
hugging. especially if they're not much of a hugger, but they keep hugging you because you feel down. (this is my bestfriend aaah ilovehersm :( )
"tell me what you want, baby." in the deepest, nearly inaudible murmur AAAAH
when they always feed you their last bite
"give me a hug."
"i can't even act mad at you, love."
flirty BANTERS!!!!
"I'll come over there and make you shut up then." "you can try."
"i love you." "say it again."
caressing one's cheek (the one in the face.)
running into each other's arms after barely surviving
enemies but one is admitting, confessing and crying to the another after almost losing them!!!!!
collecting your injured lover,
^ "don't you dare die on me, [full fckn name]." "i won't, my love, i want to live for you... with you. for a long time." they strain but their smile after makes you cry.
"this is so wrong," "if so, then stop me, love," "you tempt me, [name]-" cue a KISSSSS "-and you drive me insane."
being curled up together on the bed, their face buried in your chest.
"i like how you did ____ today/that day."
forehead kisses. cheek kisses, knuckle kisses.
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euthymiaaa · 5 months
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— slow burn for friends to lovers˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚
aaaa slow burn man, enjoy LOL
delicate hugs, but they linger longer the more both of you do it
"why are you staring? is there something on my face?"
gently pushing their hair behind their ear to see their face better
handholding where your hands are intertwined tightly with theirs
late night calls where one of you accidentally falls asleep
them reading you like an open book, especially knowing when you're going through difficult times
"i can't imagine who i'd be without you in my life"
wanting more physical affection yet you don't want to overstep
yearning to constantly be in their presence
platonic sleepovers that somehow ends up with you waking up with their arms around you
buying matching jewelry, but it doesn't mean anything right?
getting extremely worried when they get physically hurt
memorizing their coffee/tea order so you can buy it for them every morning
"you're so oblivious aren't you"
accidentally staring a bit too long at their lips
watching your favorite movies together
singing your favorite love song to them as if you are truly dedicating the song to them
"you drew stars around my scars" (cardigan by taylor swift)
feeling like your complete self when you're with them
sharing each other's clothes (especially hoodies)
hearing rumors that they have a crush and desperately hoping that it is you who they are crushing on
the urge to confess to them whenever you see them, yet you fear losing them
"what are we to each other?"
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pendarling · 1 year
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Can you pls do prompts about where a character is in love, but has no idea what that feeling is supposed to be, so it feels really weird and strange to them?
This Is New…
A cold character finds it strange that they feel more comfortable around Character B
Asking their close friends and/or family why they feel so strange around B.
Other characters noticing the effort Character A makes to be noticed by or spend more time with B
Purposely trying to have Character B alone and all to themselves
Getting easily aggravated and annoyed when B talks about someone else more fondly
Waking up or unable to sleep because their thoughts are all about Character B
Mistaking the feeling of love for annoyance and pushing away B only to feel terrible about it later.
Character A giving B their jacket/gloves/scarf to keep B warm.
^^^ Scolding or glaring at the friends who didn’t make sure Character B was warm enough
Taking pills and checking their temperature all the time when they feel their cheeks heat up.
When they’re at work/school and suddenly their notebook is filled with poems and art dedicated to Character B.
Getting a therapist and then they tell Character A what’s really going on.
Confronting and getting angry at Character B for doing this to them; begging them to make it stop.
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moxfirefly · 4 months
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It's ne again! Coming back at you with another mikey prompt! Going for that 'we're besties, but actually, there's more to it vibe'
platonic sleepovers that somehow ends up with you waking up with their arms around you
sharing each other's clothes (especially hoodies)
Pookie you always hit 😮‍💨
Let do this!
Rated Mature (suggestive themes)
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The winter air was hitting tonight’s, topside everything felt just a little more chillier than down below.
Mikey surveyed the night life below, patrol had been a bit boring tonight just the usual upkeep, a mugging here a gang fight there. He was going growing bored though, sitting on the ledge of a roof he saw how the night continued to pass by.
He toyed with a bracelet around his wrist, a delicate thing with worn out blocks that spelled out a name.
Your name.
Because it belonged to you.
He still remembers the night he had playfully snatched it off your bathroom sink and proclaimed it was his now. You had laughed, play fought him for it but that had quickly ended in you admiring defeat and that he could ‘borrow’ it.
That word had entered both of yours vocabulary.
So far you both had borrowed so many things it was hard to keep up.
And there didn’t seem to be date of return for the items.
There was a hair clip attached to his mask tail, yours of course.
A necklace you often wore when you went out for the night.
Around his waist wasn’t the hoodie he topically had (because now you were wearing it, but instead one of your own.
Mikey wanted to say it was for fashion purposes, that he simply liked the items you own, and while some of that was true to an extent the reality was that he was wrapped up in your scent so constantly he felt drunk most days from the giddiness alone.
“You’re surprisingly quiet tonight, something on your mind?” Leo sat down for once tonight, next to him on the ledge, possibly aware that the night was next to near done.
“Huh? Oh nah, just people watching, that old lady down there sneezed into her coffee before giving it to her husband, totally saw it.” He heard Leo chuckle but he knew he wasn’t fully sold. He wasn’t exactly ‘focused’ tonight.
Tonight was Friday after all, and on the second Friday of each month you would go to y/n’s for a sleep over. It had become a thing that was going into its second year. You always bought enough food to feed an army (or a Mikey) and he would bring enough baked goods to rot away your teeth with their sugary goodness.
Said baked good we’re protected in his backpack along with a change of clothes (why? Most of his clothes were at your place anyways). No need for a toothbrush because there was one that belonged to him in your bathroom already.
“Why don’t you head out Mikey, I’m sure y/n is waiting for you.” Leo called off patrol via the comms radio on his shoulder, Raph and Donnie both relieved from their own spot a few blocks over.
He didn’t need to be told twice, board in hand and bag across his shell, Mikey gave Leo a goodnight and a don’t wait up before zooming off to your apartment.
A few minutes on a trip he could do backwards and blindfolded he landed on your fire escape and opened up the window with practiced motions. He was hit with the delicious smell of a late dinner but more so with your delightful smile upon hearing him arrive.
And with that same practice ease he caught you just as you jumped to hug him and greet him.
In what appeared to be an old pair of his boxers and that hoodie he hadn’t seen in his closet in what felt like months.
“Im doing some late night laundry so I hope you don’t mind I grabbed one of your boxers.” You chucked as you took the containers filled with two dozen or so cookies he’d made from scratch this afternoon.
“Of course you took my Spider-Man undies, does that mean I get a bra tonight?” He wiggled his brow bones, your giggling music to his ears.
“Please as if my bra fits those steel boobs you’ve got.” You shot him a luck before returning to the kitchen to turn off the stove and get ready to serve.
“Go check your unmentionables and I’ll get us ready here.” He shoo’d you off , grabbing plates and forks while you went to change everything into the dryer.
Each movement felt so natural, finding everything with comfortable ease as if he were in his own home. He knew exactly what you wanted to drink, that you wanted extra sides and some hot sauce. He wasn’t fazed when you caught with him at the stove and wrapped yourself around his arm and began to rant about today’s on goings.
You felt that twinge of something when he hands landed on your waist, to move you away from a cupboard he needed access to. Stifling a laugh when he did the same just to place you back close to him and continue hearing about the work room gossip.
With dinner out of the way, a shower for Mikey, several horror movies later, you both found yourselves in bed and feeling very much like 4am.
“I think Stacey’s just a tramp.”
“Michael! …I mean you’re not wrong…”
You both laughed, sleepy eyes fighting to remain open. In bed you both often talked about all manner of life things. Observations, family life, work life, even love…
Love was always tricky, because it churned deep within Mikey’s stomach whenever he heard you talk about some guy you went on a date with.
And it made your skin prickle with some unnamed emotion whenever he talked about some girl he had seen and how he thought she was pretty.
But even as those feelings died down, as you both felt sleep overtake you, something always remained the same.
Somewhere in the night, in the tossing and turning, in the early morning trip to the bathroom and the sleepy stroll back, you would both wake up so wrapped around each other it was pointless to try and untangle each other.
When those first rays of sunlight hit, it was easy to be greedy and admire you in his arms, the way your skin looked in the morning always left him feeling somewhat gutted. You were soft, warm and so very perfect.
Mikey allowed himself the small luxurious of burying his snout in your hair, the soft strands tickling his sleepiness away.
When you stirred, a small sigh, he watched you glue yourself closer to his body and he felt his stomach flip flop around the thoughts he tried not to indulge.
The ones in the shape of you beneath him (above him) around him, consumed by him, eaten by him.
The ones where you called out his name and asked for seconds and thirds.
The ones where he could arrive to this home and call it his home with you as well.
He felt your lips press to his skin, a soft call of his name and another tumble down the imaginary scenes where he wakes you up with his head between your legs and more soft calls of his name.
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me-writes-prompts · 6 months
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:-"It was you. It was always you." Friends to lovers prompts-:
By @me-writes-prompts
When they wrap their hand around your waist protectively because it's just an instinct by now>>>
Blushing when they compliment you and then your friends tease you about it and you're just shflskhsljfljs
The lingering touches that have you wanting for more, but they're just so freaking oblivious
*While introducing them* "This is my...friend." "Friend?" *gulps and looks at them* "Yeah, friend."
Those nights when you both party hard and now you have to take them back to their house and they say, no insist, that you stay.
“I know you better than anyone else.” “Do you, though?” “…Of course, I do.” BUT THEY DONT KNOW YOURE IN LOVE WITH THEM
The causal flirting turning into something else because you start to have feelings for them
When they whisper in your ears things that they only want you to hear
^^"We should definitely get out of here. Don't you think so?" and you just(AHHHHH) "Y-yeah, sure. Uh huh." And they chuckle at your shyness because they know just what kind of effect they have on you.
"We could be more, you know?" "Hmmm? What do you want us to be other than friends?" "You know exactly what I want." "I need you to say it. I want to hear it." (SCREAMINGGGGG)
The inside jokes that only both of them know of and they start to randomly laugh with each other while others stare at them, like, are they crazy or what????(Crazy in love, I tell you)
When they cage you between their arms and lean and say "I know exactly what you're thinking." and you start to blush because wtf?!!!!!
Movie nights where you see a couple kissing and you just wonder when that will happen to you. But little do you know, they are already leaning in and you turn your head and they are so closeeeee.
^^"Can I-May I...kiss you?" Your breath catches in your threat and you force yourself to say something, and finally make out a small 'yes' before your lips are attached and you forget how to breathe(<33333333)
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keyotosprompts · 3 months
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only falling in love
childhood friends to lovers prompts
⇴ "you used to rub dirt on me, and now you're proclaiming your love towards me."
⇴ ^^ "in my case, i was rubbing dirt on you because i love you. i wanted to do everything with you and i wanted you to do everything with me."
⇴ being together from elementary school to high school, then moving off to different colleges. years later, persons a and b reunite once again and find that all of their feelings towards each other are still as strong as ever.
⇴ knowing someone inside and out. being there for all their awkward phases (and creating inside jokes because of it). knowing all their habits and their pet peeves.
⇴ their families didn't like each other, but that didn't stop person a and person b from becoming friends. however, when person a begins to develop feelings for person b, the family rivalry becomes a bit more complicated.
⇴ person b's heart aches when they see person a with another person. b claims that it's because they're not used to seeing person a so intimate with another person besides themself, but their heart says otherwise.
⇴ "where do you see yourself in twenty years?" "with you." (ARGHHHHHH)
⇴ having a love that runs so deep that other people aren't enough to fill the space that the childhood friend has created.
⇴ "you're telling me that you've only had one crush your entire life? that's bullshit. tell me who it is." "no."
⇴ "i can't have feelings for them, we've known each other since childhood!" (a classic)
⇴ "you're important to me. you're like..." person a drifts off, not wanting to confess their true feelings because they think it will ruin everything, "family." (EREMIKA MUCH?????)
⇴ person a keeps treating person b as a friend because they're scared person b will react differently if they were to enact on their true feelings.
⇴ person a and person b get asked the question of when the other person fell in love. person b's face lights up with mischief and begins to tell the most embarrassing story ever while person a has their head in their hands.
⇴ "do you remember when–" "nope! no. no i don't. i actually don't know what you're talking about."
⇴ person a and person b are laying in the same bed together when person b is like "oh. oh i want this forever." it's a simple and mundane moment, but for person b, being with person a was everything.
⇴ "you're in love with me?!" "you just found out?"
⇴ "well you weren't being obvious!" meanwhile: person b was literally taking any chance to admire person a, looking for person a in every room, speaking to person a 24/7, trailing their fingers down person a's arms, and staring (bonus points if they crinkle their eyebrows in that soft and loving gaze) at person a when they speak.
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scealaiscoite · 3 months
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valentine’s prompts; tropes ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱
ੈ✩‧₊˚ friends to lovers
¹⁾ “you really planned this?! remind me how you’re single, again?”
²⁾ “thanks for making today a little less depressing.”
³⁾ “has it occurred to you that we’ve spent more valentine’s days with each other than with people we’ve actually been dating?”
⁴⁾ “c’mon, like i need an excuse to spend time with you.”
⁵⁾ “i can’t help but think that this is a little more effort than someone would normally put in for their friend.”
ੈ✩‧₊˚ coworkers to lovers
¹⁾ “if you’re still wondering who left those flowers at your desk, i think i’m ready to put your mind at ease.”
²⁾ “you’re telling me you really have nowhere better to be than here today?”
³⁾ “c’mon, it’s not like haven’t shared a dinner whilst working late before. it doesn’t have to mean anything different just because of the day that’s in it.”
⁴⁾ “someone’s been leaving valentines for me all over the building today, and i’m pretty sure i know who.”
⁵⁾ “i don’t have any plans after work, and i know you haven’t either. how about we keep each other company instead of spending it alone?”
ੈ✩‧₊˚ roommates to lovers
¹⁾ “before you say anything about me being at home tonight, i want to remind you that you are too.”
²⁾ “i thought that since we both had nowhere to be today, we could make a day of it. just ourselves.”
³⁾ “i’m guessing that the fact you’re already home will tell me everything i need to know about how your date went.”
⁴⁾ “wow, someone’s looking good. hot date, or what?”
⁵⁾ “i’m happy i got to spend the day with someone i actually care about.”
ੈ✩‧₊˚ exes to lovers
¹⁾ “don’t tell me; you had so much fun with me last year, that you just couldn’t resist spending it with me again.”
²⁾ “wow, you really don’t have anyone special in your life at the minute.”
³⁾ “ i wanted to treat you how i should’ve before.”
⁴⁾ “you really thought i wouldn’t remember what you like? please, give me a little credit.”
⁵⁾ “maybe if things had gone like this every year, we wouldn’t have ended up the way we did.”
ੈ✩‧₊˚ secret relationship
¹⁾ “are you telling me we can’t do anything to mark the day?”
²⁾ “i understand if you don’t want to, but i wanted to tell you that i planned a few things for us today.”
³⁾ “it’s so much less than what you deserve, but it’s all i could think to do given the circumstances.”
⁴⁾ “and here i was, expecting just an anonymous bunch of flowers.”
⁵⁾ “i couldn’t think of a better night to show everyone how in love with you i am.”
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