#prompt request list

[novelbear]

"maybe you'll feel it, too" -best friends to lovers prompts

a prompt list by @novelbear ᵔᴥᵔ

lingering hugs and stares

"you know i'm always going to be there for you, right? always."

compliments that are borderline (sometimes just blatant) flirting but they cover it up as just being a really supportive friend

^ "you sure this looks fine?" "trust me, you look fine as hell..."

being overly protective of the other (especially when it comes to relationships)

showing displays of affection that might seem questionable to others around them (ex. kissing each other on the cheek/ hands)

hand placement when hugging or guiding them also being a little more on the questionable side

"i'm always thinking about you."

being unable to tear their eyes off of them, especially when watching them excel at something they're best at

sharing clothes

"why are you looking at me like that?"

unconsciously including them in conversation when they're not even around

"there's no one else that makes me laugh the way you do."

noticing them blushing coincidentally after making a comment. but they can't be blushing because of what they said. they wouldn't. would they? no, of course not...right?

holding hands and neither of them knowing when (or wanting to) let go

when that realization hits that they really wouldn't rather spend their time with anyone else the way they do with their "best friend"

rambling on and on and on and wait are they looking at my eyes or my lips?

"if we were dating i'd take you to all the best places.." "what's stopping you?" "excuse me."

"can i kiss you?" "you have no idea how long i've waited to hear you ask that."

the relief that washes over both of them when the feelings are finally out there

"why didn't you tell me?" "the same reason you didn't tell me. i didn't want to lose you."

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Word List: Said

Said—to express in words; state

Alleged - asserted to be true or to exist

Argued - to give reasons for or against something

Articulated - to utter clear and understandable sounds

Asked - to seek information

Asserted - to state or declare positively and often forcefully or aggressively

Babbled - to talk enthusiastically or excessively

Bellowed - to shout in a deep voice

Bragged - to talk boastfully

Commented - to explain or interpret something by comment

Communicated - to convey knowledge of or information about

Complained - to make a formal accusation or charge

Cried - to utter loudly

Declined - to refuse especially courteously

Demanded - to call for something in an authoritative way

Denied - to declare (something) to be untrue

Encouraged - to attempt to persuade

Expressed - to represent in words

Giggled - to utter with a giggle

Growled - to utter angrily

Inquired - to ask about

Mentioned - to make mention of; refer to

Moaned - lament, complain

Nagged - to irritate by constant scolding or urging

Rebuked - to criticize sharply; reprimand

Rebutted - to contradict or oppose by formal legal argument, plea, or countervailing proof

Rejected - to refuse to accept, consider, submit to, take for some purpose, or use

Replied - to respond in words or writing

Retorted - to answer back usually sharply

Roared - to utter or proclaim with a roar

Scolded - to censure usually severely or angrily

Shrieked - to utter a sharp shrill sound

Shrugged - to raise or draw in the shoulders especially to express aloofness, indifference, or uncertainty

Stated - to express the particulars of especially in words; report

Taunted - to reproach or challenge in a mocking or insulting manner

Voiced - to express in words; utter

Vowed - to promise solemnly; swear

Warned - to give admonishing advice to

Whined - to complain with or as if with a whine

Whispered - to speak softly with little or no vibration of the vocal cords especially to avoid being overheard

Yelled - to utter or declare with or as if with a yell; shout

More: Word Lists ⚜ Overusing "Said" ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs

[fromdove]

ㅤ DOMESTIC FLUFF ✶ PROMPTS . . .

SCENARIOS . . .

i  , sitting on the bathroom counter while their partner gently dries their hair with a towel after a shower, murmuring sleepy compliments

ii  , holding the other steady while they stand on tiptoes to reach a high cabinet, hands resting firmly at their waist

iii  , fixing their collar or hoodie drawstring before they head out

iv  , pressing their cold cheeks against the other’s warm ones and giggling when they flinch from the sudden coolness

v  , tugging the other’s oversized hoodie sleeve back into place when it starts slipping over their hand too far

vi  , pressing a kiss to their shoulder as they pass by in the kitchen, not even thinking about it, just muscle memory

vii  , slipping thick socks onto their partner’s cold feet and pressing a soft kiss to their ankle before pulling the blanket back over them

viii  , pulling the other’s hood up over their head before they leave the house together into the cold

ix  , one cooking, the other perched nearby on the counter, lazily kicking their feet and stealing ingredients from the cutting board

x  , tracing gentle shapes on the other’s back while they lie on top of them

xi  , noticing their partner’s hands are cold and immediately sandwiching them between their own without a word

xii  , brushing their partner’s eyebrows into place with their thumbs while lying face-to-face in bed, just…because

xiii  , sharing headphones in bed, both of them curled under the covers, softly humming along to the same song

xiv  , helping them zip up a dress or jacket from behind and pausing to press a kiss to the back of their neck

xv  , giving their partner's cheeks the gentlest little squish while brushing crumbs off their face after a snack

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[angelilacs]

love? love. ˎˊ˗

⭑ waking them up with breakfast.

⭑ cooking and the other person hugging them from behind randomly.

⭑ ironing their laundry;

⭑ “what are you doing?” “ironing?” “since when do you do that?” “since you told me you don’t enjoy it.”

⭑ reading a book with one of them in the other’s lap, a few minutes into it they start kissing down their neck.

⭑ they come back from work and find their partner crying so they both sit on the floor until they stop— they end up sleeping on the bean bags.

⭑ waiting for them to come home in lingerie that you just recently bought in their favourite color.

⭑ they find a photo album of their best moments in their partner’s underwear drawer.

⭑ coming home from a long day at work to a homemade dinner (salmon and lemon garlic orzo).

⭑ showering alone before their partner knocks on the door to join them with a speaker.

⭑ one of them breaking an expensive wine glass and panicking before their partner reassures their worries away.

⭑ “baby, what’s wrong? it’s just glass.” “i’m so so sorry.” “stop, the important thing is that you’re okay.”

⭑ “can’t believe i get to wake up next to you.”

⭑ “i want to have a family with you—” “what?” “i want to see a mini us running around, wanna see you handle them and then when you get tired i get to watch you sleep with them in my arms.” “it’s not that easy—” “but i get to do it with you.”

based on this ask !

[cosmophoriia]

੭ — levels of intimacy.

ღ request from: @generousvintagevictorianeagle — hi!! can you please write some dialogue prompts about a relationship/ intimacy within partners/ and caring for each other type beat… fluff and maybe a little angst and smut… much appreciated!!

ღ warnings : some angst + smut mentioned!

"when’s the last time you ate something?"

“let me run you a nice soothing bath.”

“you look so beautiful, baby.” “babe, i just woke up.” “you’re always beautiful even if you just woke up.”

“let’s cuddle on the couch and watch your favorite movie.”

“i got you a present, i hope you like it.”

“why didn’t you just tell me you needed a break?”

“i’m sorry about what happened, i’m here if you ever need to talk about it.”

“hey… hey… why are you crying?”

“are you okay?”

“this is a great opportunity for you, i thought you would be happy but why do you look so sad?”

“you know you can tell me anything right?”

“can’t sleep.” “i tried absolute everything but nothing.” pulling you even closer as they say “you haven’t tried everything, i think i can get you to fall asleep”

“wanna take this to the bed?”

“we can take things slow if you want?”

“fuck… you’re so good.”

“please… go harder.”

“you look so pretty as you squirm under me.”

“let me clean you up.”

“such a good girl f’me.”

“is this okay?” character a ask before going any further and character b simply nods their head. “use your words baby.”

[bills5lut]

Hey baby! I have a request if that's okay! I'm not sure if you are taking any, though, so please feel free to ignore my love.

I'd love to see the reader being the photographer who's taking all the photos, and right after this busy day, billie just cuddles with us looking through all the photos. (Cons of having a famous photographer as a gf) 🤍

photographer

masterlist prompt list

warnings: none. just fluff.

synopsis: you’re billies photographer gf, and go through the photos of the night after a long show.

You push open the green room door with your shoulder, camera still slung heavy around your neck, and the moment you step in, Billie lifts her head from the couch with a groggy little noise.

“Hi,” she rasps, voice croaky from the set, one arm flopping weakly to pat the cushion beside her. “C’mere.”

She’s stretched out, one leg bent, the other kicked up lazily over the couch arm, oversized tee damp with sweat and clinging to her stomach. Her eyeliner’s smudged just a little under one eye. You don’t think you’ve ever seen her look hotter.

You grin, setting your gear bag down and slipping in beside her, her arm automatically curling around your waist.

“You wanna go through today’s photos?” you murmur, already pulling your camera up into your lap.

She nods, sleepy and slow, letting her cheek rest against your shoulder. “Mhm. Show me.”

You scroll back to the first few from this afternoon,Billie with her in-ears still half hanging, mic tucked in her back pocket, staring out at the empty stage during soundcheck. Then a shot of her laughing at something her brother said, her tongue poking out as she flipped him off.

Billie chuckles softly. “He deserved that. I was right.”

“Always,” you murmur, kissing the top of her head.

Next are a few of her just before going on,her arms crossed tight, head bowed a little, lights from side-stage casting these golden streaks across her red roots. Then mid-set: one where she’s pointing at the crowd, her mouth open mid-yell, and the stage lights catch in her sweat like glitter.

“God,” she mutters. “I look like I’ve been hosed down.”

“Sexy as hell though,” you mutter, flicking to the next. She’s got one hand in her hair, shirt riding up just enough to show her hip bones, legs wide in that signature power stance.

You let out a soft groan. “Fuck… how are you so hot.”

She giggles, nuzzling into your neck. “Good angles. Great photographer.”

You roll your eyes. “Biased.”

Then you swipe to the next,a quick mirror pic the two of you took before she went on, her arm slung around your shoulder, both of you grinning like idiots. You in your camera rig, Billie mid-laugh, tongue out.

“Aww,” she murmurs. “That one’s cute.”

You go to the next and freeze. It’s a photo you didn’t know you took,probably hit the shutter by accident, camera reflected against a mirror. You’re sitting cross-legged side-stage, camera in your lap, looking down at your phone, a little sunbeam catching in your hair. You look… soft. Unaware.

You quickly try to swipe past it, muttering, “Oops. Didn’t mean to keep that,”

“Wait, wait,go back,” Billie says, sitting up a bit.

“It’s nothing,”

“Baby,” she insists, grabbing your wrist. “Back.”

You sigh and swipe back. Billie stares for a second, then grins. “You’re so pretty. Why’d you try to hide this?”

You feel your cheeks burn. “Because I look,tired. And sweaty. And not the point of the camera.”

“You look beautiful,” she murmurs, nuzzling her nose into your cheek. “Don’t skip pics of my girl.”

You grin shyly and lean your head against hers. “Fine.”

You scroll through a few more,her jumping, arms wide, her crouched low singing to the barricade, a close-up where she’s half-screaming into the mic, expression wild.

But her responses get quieter. “Mhm… that one’s… loud,” she mumbles.

You glance down. Billie’s eyes are half-closed, lips parted just slightly, her head fully resting on your shoulder now. You keep scrolling slowly just in case, but her breathing evens out, her hand slipping down to your thigh and going still.

You turn your head and smile. She’s out cold. A little damp strand of hair’s stuck to her temple, and her mouth twitches every now and then in her sleep.

Carefully, quietly, you reach for your camera and angle it down. One click.

The final photo of the night: Billie curled up beside you, utterly spent, lashes resting on her cheeks, your hoodie bunched up under her arm, and the soft, golden light of the green room glowing around her.

[revolutionsingingintherainnn]

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[promptsbytaurie]

you don't have to do this but maybe some touch starved character B and character A who's love language is physical touch (if that makes sense)

my heart melts for that

of course!! sorry this took a while, it's been buzzing around in my brain forever !!

touch starved A + physical touch B

quotes:

"Is this okay?" "... Please."

"I just feel so empty and aching all the time and—are you hugging me?"

"What do you need?"

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve this."

"Oh, love. Come here."

"They flinch away why I try and touch them but I see them hugging themselves when they're scared. I don't know how to help." "They'll come to you when they're ready."

"Can I have a hug?"

"Tell me whenever you get overwhelmed, okay?"

"Please, I promise I'll be better, please—" "I'm not going to hurt you, I swear."

prompts:

A is touch starved but B just thinks they don't like physical affection

5 times A flinched away from B's touch and one time they asked for it

The only touch A has ever had is violent—until B

A is the toughest, most resilient person B knows. It isn't until one vulnerable moment that B realizes how much A just needs to be held

A thinks they don't deserve to be touched and B works very hard to prove them wrong

B touches so casually (arms over shoulders, holding hands, hugging from behind) and A doesn't know how to handle it

more:

A - they feel guilty for not being able to give B what they want - feeling hollow, like their body is empty up to their skin - buzzing - electricity when they're touched - they both hate and love physical contact - emotionally drained - they shrink away from touch but they long for it from afar

B - they feel guilty for wanting something A can't give them - always repressing the urge to hug, hold, or even just touch A - can always tell when A wants it but won't give in to themselves - longing - prioritizes A's needs over their own - maybe doesn't allow themselves to feel alone too

i hope this helps!! thank you for the request, it was really fun to think about :]]]

[starkglory]

Prompt List

Here’s my updated Prompt List:) Requests are open! You’re free to request for more than one prompt or mix different categories together:)

Angst

1. “How can we go back to being friends when we just shared a bed?”

2. “From the day we met, I knew I’d hurt you eventually/ I knew you’d hurt me eventually.”

3. “I’m good at hurting people. It’s all I’ve ever done.”

4. “I/ You deserve more than this.”

5. “Don’t make this harder than it already is.”

6. “I want you out of here, and out of my life.”

7. “Pull the trigger.”

8. “I can’t trust you anymore.”

9. “Forgive me for what I’m about to do.”

10. “You mean nothing to me.”

11. “I wish I had never met you.”

12. “Of course you didn’t love me, I’m such an idiot.”

13. “What about the plans we made?”

14. “Bearing your pain has always been my job.”

15. “What did you do to make your heart become so cold?”

16. “Remember how we used to be? Because I don’t.”

17. “How can you be in love with me when you destroyed all of my happiness.”

18. “I’m so tired of everything.”

19. “Why does our love feel like prison.”

20. “When I let go, run for your life.”

21. “I always knew you’d die in my arms/ I’d die in your arms.”

22. “Your eyes can be so cruel.”

23. “You thought I cared about you? Cute.”

24. “Do you even love me?” “I did.”

25. “For a moment, I got everything I wanted.”

Smut

1. “This isn’t love — it’s revenge, and you’re going to feel every inch of it.”

2. “If I wasn't inside you, l'd kill you."

3. “You can’t take it? You said you could take anything.”

4. “You moan like you don’t hate me at all.”

5. “I’m going to ruin you the way you ruined me.”

6. “Let me break you apart — then put you back together.”

7. “Keep your eyes open. Watch yourself in the mirror.”

8. “Tell me how wet/hard you are.”

9. “Did I say you could touch yourself?”

10. “If you safeword, we stop immediately.”

11. “No hands. Use your mouth.”

12. “You always get clingy after.”

13. “Stay still. I want to fall asleep inside you.”

14. “You’re dripping down your thighs.”

15. “You’re filthy. I love it.”

16. “You came. So what? We’re not stopping.”

17. “One more round, and then you can cry.”

18. “You came from just my voice? Pathetic.”

19. “We’re doing this right here. I don’t care who sees.”

20. “You don’t need to do anything — just let me worship you.”

21. “I fucking love you.” “I love fucking you.”

22. “You’re so beautiful. Don’t hide from me.”

23. “Let me kiss your scars, one by one”

24. “Your pleasure is my favorite sound.”

25. “You’re so good to me. Let me be good to you too.”

Fluffy/ Emotional/ Tension

1. “I think my heart has been yours since the moment I saw you.”

2. “I tried to ignore the signs, but falling in love with you is the loudest thing in my soul.”

3. “I never believed in soulmates until I met you.”

4. “I love you so much it hurts sometimes.”

5. “Let me be the one to heal your pain.”

6. “I’m falling for you deeper than I ever thought possible.”

7. “I can’t promise you the world, but I can promise you my heart.”

8. “I’m addicted to you.”

9. “I didn’t believe in love until your name became my favorite word.”

10. “I’m hopelessly yours, if you’ll have me.”

11. “Who did this to you?”

12. “You came.” “You called.”

13. “Every time I see you with someone else, it breaks something inside me.”

14. “I’m drowning in silence because I don’t know how to say that I need you.”

15. “If you walk away now, I don’t know if I’ll ever survive.”

16. “My heart is breaking, but it still beats only for you.”

17. “I’ve always been yours.”

18. “I wish I could go back and love you sooner, softer, better.”

19. “I don’t need you to say it back—I just needed you to know.”

20. “Tell me to stop.”

[dumplingsjinson]

List of “the shy one x the extroverted one” prompts 

Requested by: Anonymous Request: “Character A is *really* shy but Character B is super confident and extroverted, doing things like dragging them to events, PDA, etc Thank you!! <3” 

“So… You up for an adventure?” “I don’t like your idea of adventures.” “Well, too bad! You’ve signed up for it. Let’s go!”

“You know I’m a homebuddy!” Character A whines as Character B rushes around to find the perfect outfit for them to wear to the party. 

Character A following closely behind Character B to social events and parties, and Character B introducing Character A to everyone else with a grin on their face like a proud partner. 

“Wanna hold hands?” “Uh… Sure, I guess?” 

Character B being the one to initiate PDA with Character A, knowing Character A likes PDA but is too shy to be the one to initiate it. 

“Tell me if I’m making you uncomfortable, okay?” “You’re not… You’re not making me uncomfortable, please don’t worry. I love you for checking in on me.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever said this, but thank you for getting me out of my shell.” 

Character A slowly warming up to the idea of joining Character B for parties and everything. 

“Don’t worry. I won’t leave your side if you don’t want me to. Stick with me if you need to, okay?” 

Character B talking to literally everyone at the parties they attend, with Character A holding onto their sleeve and hiding behind them. 

“This is [Character A’s name] and they really are so amazing!” 

Character B showing off Character A to everyone and anyone who would listen, and being really proud of the fact that Character A is their partner, which warms Character A a lot. 

“Them? They’re the love of my life.” 

Character B making sure Character A isn’t feeling too overwhelmed and offering to go home with them the moment Character A tells them they don’t want to be there anymore. 

Character B pulling Character A closer to them in public, and Character A biting their bottom lip to keep their smile at bay. 

[novelbear]

scenarios for that grump x sunshine dynamic

a prompt list by @novelbear ᵔᴥᵔ

letting their chatty partner ramble about their day, listening with a small smile

sunshine toppling over them with the biggest hug they could muster and grump just giving them tiny little pats to reciprocate

grumpy going out of their comfort zone to cheer up their sunshine who's having a bad day

^ "look, i made pancakes! i even made a smiley face out of the whipped cream, see?" "oh, that's what it's supposed to be? you're so cute.."

grumpy calling sunshine names (dummy, idiot, chatterbox) knowing they take no offense to them, but the moment someone else does, they snap

"are you always this happy?" "i try to be, but especially when i'm with you."

sunshine knowing when it's okay to push but never crosses a line when it comes to grumpy's boundaries

sunshine comforting the grump when they're a little more quiet and snappy than usual, leaving grump a flustered mess because they're used to people actually listening when they tell them to leave them alone

"i'm not leaving you like this, i care about you."

sunshine taking grumpy on more active dates than they're used to (like ice skating for example)

[while cloudgazing] "i see a duckling!" "literally how."

sunshine making lunch for grumpy in the cutest way possible (little notes, heart-shaped sandwiches, always adding their fave snack)

getting into arguments about how nice sunshine can be and where it gets out of hand

^ "i was just trying to be nice!" "they were clearly taking advantage of that!" "since when do you care so much?" "i'm trying to look out for you!"

grumpy letting sunshine play with/do their hair

when laundry piles up and grumpy has no choice but to borrow one of sunshine's colorful little sweaters

^ and of course, sunshine coos and smothers them all day over it

"i love you." "i know." "say it back!"

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Phrase List: Kiss

phrases and idioms to try to include in your poem/story

Kiss-and-cry - an area adjacent to a skating rink where figure skaters wait for their marks immediately after performing in a competition

Kiss-and-tell - telling details of private matters

Kiss-curl - a loose curl falling across the forehead or along the cheek

Kiss-in-the-ring - drop the handkerchief in which the pursuing player may kiss the player he catches

Kiss-me-at-the-gate - a fragrant Chinese honeysuckle (Lonicera fragrantissima) grown in the southern U.S. for ornament

Kiss-me-over-the-garden-gate - any of various plants, such as a prince's-feather (Amaranthus hypochondriacus)

Kiss-me-quick - a small bonnet worn off the face especially in the latter half of the 19th century

Kiss and make up - to become friendly again after a fight or disagreement

Kiss goodbye - leave; to resign oneself to the loss of

Kiss impression - impression (as of paper against an inked printing surface) that is extremely light

Kiss of death - something (such as an act or association) ultimately causing ruin

Kiss of life - artificial respiration by the mouth-to-mouth method

Kiss of peace - a ceremonial kiss, embrace, or handclasp used in Christian liturgies and especially the Eucharist as a sign of fraternal unity

Kiss off - to dismiss usually lightly

Kiss spot - a spot appearing on vegetable-tanned leather caused by contact with another hide in tanning

Kiss up to - to curry favor with

Kissing bug - any of various large bloodsucking bugs and especially some assassin bugs (genus Triatoma) including some capable of inflicting painful bites

Kissing cousin - one that is closely related in kind to something else; a person and especially a relative whom one knows well enough to kiss more or less formally upon meeting

Kissing dance - a social couple dance culminating in a kiss

Kissing gate - a gate swinging in a V-shaped enclosure that allows only one person to pass at a time

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[duskvsdawn]

Hello if ur still doing requests can i request prompt 26 with Claude or Kaelix. Either is fine. I’ve been enjoying your fics a lot! Hope you’re having a good day/evening/week/month etc. 😊

≫ A/N: Haiiii! ofcourse you can! Tell you what, I'll do this one for both of them! I hope you enjoy! ❤ wow, this turned out way longer than I inteded but I guess I was really feeling it!

CW: reader is female, reader is a camgirl, both the boys spoil you with lavish gifts, reader falls in love with the boys as much as they love her (i know this is super cliché but it's adorable, let me indulge ok T_T) reader will eventually meet up with them and give them a "special treatment" ;)

Art credits Claude. Art credits Kaelix.

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My favorite camgirl

Kaelix

Kaelix was tuning into your stream again, like he religiously did. He would always spoil you with so many donations that his wallet would be crying by the end of the night. You had a special treat planned for him today. You were wearing an ocher coloured lingerie set, and when he saw that, his heart hammered in his chest. He had to spoil you extra for that, of course.

"Oh my god, Kaelix, honey! Thank you so much for the 100-dollar dono! You've been throwing money left and right tonight, be sure to keep some for yourself, alright?" you said as you blew a kiss towards the camera. You wanted to spoil him just a tiny bit more to show the chatters just how much you loved his attention, so when you came after getting yourself off with your favourite dildo, you moaned his name. If Kaelix wasn't flustered before, he surely was now. Seeing you cum made his own masturbating session that much more intense, and shortly after you did, he came as well. He was jerking off to you every time you were streaming, but tonight it felt that much more special in a way.

You decided that you had to give your favourite chatter some extra love, so you said: "Hey Kaelix, if you're still here, shoot me a DM. You have my permission," you said with a wink. Kaelix immediately slid into your dm's asking you why he was allowed to message you in the first place. "Because I wanted to exchange numbers so we can talk outside of streaming hours as well. You've been so incredibly generous that I think you deserve this as a reward," you said. The two of you talked over text when you weren't streaming for about 2 weeks, when you made him a proposition he couldn't refuse. He was offered to be on stream with you, and he was allowed to do whatever he wanted to you.

The day came when he was coming to visit you, and he was so incredibly nervous. He dressed up nicely, put on his best cologne and even bought you flowers. Was this incredibly stupid? Yes. Was he so madly in love that he was hoping he could win you over so the two of you would become a thing? Also yes. He knew his chances were super slim; he wasn't that stupid, but he was still willing to try. With a deep inhale and exhale of breath, he knocked on your door, exactly on time.

You opened the door and clasped your hands in front of your mouth in surprise. He was looking so handsome in that outfit, and the flowers were incredibly beautiful! You knew he was trying his best to win you over, and it was working. You took the flowers from him, gave him a long hug and a kiss and happily skipped towards the kitchen to get a vase for these beautiful flowers. Only when you told him he could make himself at home did he relax and sit down on your couch. You came back to him after a little while, vase in hand, to put it on the coffee table in front of him. You were giddy and giggly, and slowly but surely falling more in love with the man who would move the entire world for you.

It was kind of awkward for a little bit; it felt like a first date. Which was kind of weird, considering all the lewd messages and things you had done over the phone already. He didn't know why he felt so nervous when you had already exchanged messages like that, but he eased up a bit when you took one of his arms in yours as you put your head on his shoulder, and you nuzzled it. "You smell so nice, and you look so handsome. I knew you liked me, but I had no idea you were this down bad," you joked, but honestly, you were incredibly flattered. Yeah, being a camgirl gave you lots of admirers, but Kaelix seemed to be different from all the other guys who just wanted you to do as many filthy things as possible while they beat their meat to you. He was genuinely trying to steal your heart, and so far, he had all the points he could earn; he was far ahead of the other competition that he had.

"I uh... Thank you. I know you hear this a million times a night and it sounds super cheesy, but... I really, really like you. And uhm... My heart is beating a million times a minute, and I have no idea how to even approach this offer you proposed," the bouncer sheepishly said as he rubbed the back of his neck. He had such a bravado over text, but seeing you face to face, he felt so small and vulnerable. "Well," you said, "how about we just casually talk and cuddle for a bit? If you want to, of course. It's a few hours left until the stream, and it will be nice to spend some time together before then," you suggested. Kaelix told you it was a good idea, and immediately struck up a conversation about what you two would be doing tonight. The two of you discussed boundaries, wishes and a safe word. He wasn't planning on going that far, but he still wanted to give you a good time tonight.

The evening came, and you greeted your chatters. "Hello everyone, I have a very special guest tonight! You might know him because he's basically always watching me. And because he's been so generous with his donations, I wanted him to have a special treat." You told the chatters with a wink, and Kaelix meekly waved at the camera and said a soft "hey..." You were practically naked already, wearing that special yellow colored lingerie set just for him, but you knew Kaelix was feeling on edge, so you just decided to sit on his lap for now and make out with him. The thoughts of all you would be doing later got you so aroused that you left a wet splotch on his pants through those thin panties of yours.

💬: oh my god what a lucky bastard! 💬: fr i envy him so much look at how wet she is for him 💬: guys, we lost, we're never gonna win if he's the one on stream 💬: it should be me she's fucking. i'm out, bye. Kaelix tried his best to ignore the messages in chat that were calling him names and boost his ego with the ones that said that they envied him. It gave him a bit more courage to gently grab your hips and start moving them forwards and backwards so you could grind on his leg. You whimpered into his neck, somehow feeling incredibly embarrassed now that you were on stream with the guy you liked so much. Even though you always did the most wanton things on stream when you were on your own, you felt much more exposed with him there. He noticed you were feeling tense, and he decided to give you a passionate French kiss to ease your mind a bit.

After the two of you made out for a bit, you helped him undress and asked him what he wanted to do first. Kaelix steeled his nerves and said with as much confidence as he could, even though he was shaking like a leaf: "Ride me, reader."

So you did just that, moaning his name like a whore the entire time. His grip on your hips was so firm, and his head was buried into your neck as he desperately whimpered your name in return. But at the same time, you could feel so much love put into every move of his hips, since this was something he had been craving for so long, and he finally got it. When you managed to keep your eyes open for a bit and you looked into his eyes, you could practically see hearts in them, and he could see the adoration in yours as well.

💬: inb4 porn with plot soon 💬: whaha what a pathetic idiot he's so in love with her 💬: you will never win her over, you know. stop trying 💬: he looks like a lovesick puppy what a fucking moron ahahaha 💬: idk guys, i think she really likes him actually 💬: shit you might be right, look at the way she's holding him! 💬: damn she's riding him like a whore, she must really like him

"Fuck, I'm close baby..." the bouncer sensually whispered into your ear as his grip on your hips tightened while he licked the shell of your ear. "Ahn... Me too, fuck. Cum inside... Please..." you whimpered into his shoulder as your hold onto his back tightened. The coil was so close to snapping, and when he bit into your neck, your orgasm washed over you as you loudly moaned his name. He groaned yours as he emptied himself inside of you. He felt so loved, so thankful that you had invited him over, since this had been something he had dreamed of for a long time. Chat was going absolutely mad, and the chatters were a mix between jealous and mad that he was the one you chose.

💬: guys i think that's the loudest i've ever heard her moan 💬: damn i came so hard when she came 💬: look at this dude, absolutely spent already.

But unbeknownst to chat, he wasn't really that spent. In fact, turns out he had stamina for days. The two of you had fucked for the remainder of the stream, using all different kinds of positions and toys. He fucked you so hard and so good that you were a whimpering and crying mess by the end of it. You couldn't remember the last time you had been dicked down this good, it made you absolutely delirious.

The two of you would soon officially get together, and chat HATED it. You lost viewers now that you were taken, but you didn't care much. He would occasionally appear on stream with you, and for some reason, that brought in more viewers than you would usually get. Over time, the anger that chat felt seemed to dissipate, and they were less uptight about the two of you dating, and the number of views and donations would slowly rise again to the level you were at before. You had no idea why people were returning, or maybe it was new viewers, but you weren't complaining. He would still spoil you, but he could do it in person now. He felt like the happiest guy on the planet with you by his side.

Claude

Claude was a bit shyer than Kaelix was when it came to talking to you when you were streaming. He would be using one of those throwaway names so people wouldn't know it was him. But even though his name was a cryptic one, you would still thank him from the bottom of your heart every time he would make a donation.

"Ahw, thank you. ilovethisgirlsomuch for the dono! Thank you so much! I've been seeing you in my streams a lot lately! Are you enjoying yourself, love?" you asked him, batting your eyelashes as cutely as possible. He replied that he really enjoyed seeing you stream and that you were so pretty. He thought it had gone unnoticed by you, but it definitely didn't; you just decided to not put him on the spot more since you knew he was a little shy. Later on in the stream, you had a question for the chat.

"So, guys, I was thinking... Should I open a P.O. box? That way, you can send me stuff you want me to use in future sessions! If you want, you can attach a note to them saying your username so I can thank you properly when I open them. What do you think?" you asked chat, and they reacted very enthusiastically. Several of the chatters had already said what they wanted to send you, and you replied to them, saying you would be honoured to receive such gifts.

P.O. box day came, and you were opening the massive haul of boxes that you got to your home with some effort. In between them was a relatively small box compared to all the others, so you wondered what was in it. You opened up the box and read the note that was in it. It said:

"Hey reader, this is ilovethisgirlsomuch. But the personal information in this note is for your eyes only, so please don't share it with chat. I put something in the box that I think would look super pretty on you. I know you really wanted this one, so here you go! Seeing you in it would really make my day. PS: I also attached a toy for you in a matching color, I hope you like it :$ it's uh... it's my own size... PPS: My real name is Claude, but please never tell anyone, okay?"

You looked at the contents in the box, and it was a beautiful lavender lingerie set. It was super lacy and silky smooth and had some cute ribbons on the hips. You had seen this set before, and you were thinking of getting it, but it was super expensive. You had shown a picture of it to your chat, and several had said they would happily buy it for you. But looks like he actually did, and you were getting a little flustered. This is the most expensive gift you have ever gotten, and you felt so honoured. There was also a purple dildo in the box, which perfectly matched the lavish lingerie set. You had decided that this was the best gift that was between all the other boxes, so you would be using this on tonight's stream.

"Heeeeey guys! So, as you all know, I went to pick up the packages at the P.O. box today. And there was a special gift in there. Like... A really expensive gift," you said, and then uncovered the camera.

"Do you guys remember this set I've been gushing about? Well, someone bought it for me! Isn't it incredibly pretty? They wanted to stay anonymous, and that's obviously totally okay! There was something else in there. I wanna use it on tonight's stream, but good god it's so big, I think it will snap me in half... But just thinking about having something so big inside of me makes me drool," you said with a blush covering your cheeks as you showed the dildo to chat.

💬: holy shit that's indeed super big 💬: damn i will totally nut seeing that split you apart 💬: there is no way that will fit inside of you, babygirl 💬: damn someone really wanted to see you suffer or moan like a whore, either of those two

And then you saw a message from the one and only person who sent you this very gift. He didn't want to reveal himself, so he tried to play it cool. You did notice, however, that he had changed his name and message colour. If anyone were willing to play detective, they would pick up on this subtle hint for sure. 💬ilovethisgirlsomuch: Oh my god, looks like someone actually bought you that set, huh? You look absolutely stunning, reader.

You went on with tonight's stream, playing with the dildo in all sorts of ways the entire night. When you came while you used it inside of you, you squirted all over your bed. Chat was used to seeing you do that by now, but Claude was slightly amused by the fact that you were struggling to walk straight to your pc after that intense masturbation session. You were wrapping up tonight's stream, kissed the chat goodnight and went offline. But you didn't get off your pc just yet. You sent your not-so-secret admirer a message first. A message with your address, your phone number, a purple heart and the text "message me anytime you like ;) and maybe come over soon?"

The two of you talked over the phone a lot since then, often engaging in phone sex as well. His voice was incredibly attractive to you, and when he finally showed you a picture of himself, you were gushing even more. His eyes were a stunning mix of magenta and aquamarine, and his hair was an opal kind of colour with beautiful lilac tips at the end. After some gentle nudging from your side, he finally showed you a dickpic. And he wasn't lying. He really was that big. You immediately called him after that and told him you really wanted to see it in person soon.

So the two of you met up at a mall near your house. "Today, everything is on me. You want it? I'll buy it. Please, let me spoil you." Claude said, and the first shop the two of you went to was an expensive lingerie store. The two of you picked out a few sets you thought would look ridiculously pretty on you. While you were in the fitting room, he sneaked in, hugged you from behind and left a searing kiss on your shoulder. "Shit... You look absolutely incredible in this set. Can't wait to rip it off of you." Claude whispered the last part, and it made you a blushy mess. The two of you went to the cash register, and when the saleswoman said the total price, a gasp of horror left your mouth. There was no way he would be paying for all of that, right? But Claude didn't seem deterred in the slightest. He whipped out his card and paid. The woman packed everything into a bag for you, and the two of you left. You went to get some ice cream next. While you were enjoying your caramel ice cream, you said:

"You know, you really didn't have to buy me all that... But I am incredibly thankful. Seriously, why are you being so generous with me?" you asked meekly as you entangled your hand in his as the two of you walked out of the mall. "Reader, I refuse to believe you're this dense. I am madly in love with you. I would buy you anything you would ever want. No matter if I have to live on water and dry bread for the rest of the month. I will do it in a heartbeat," the cleric replied casually, and you stopped walking. Claude stopped after you did, tilting his head and wondering why you suddenly stood still. You went to stand right in front of him, got on your tippy toes and gave him a kiss. "Truly... Thank you... Will you come home with me tonight?" you whispered timidly, and Claude happily accepted your offer.

The two of you went over to your house, and you told Claude to wait on your bed for you. You disappeared into your walk-in closet and came out wearing that very lavender set. You sauntered over to him and sat down on his lap. "I wanted you to see it in person. I thought you would like that even more. Don't worry, all the other sets are for your eyes only, and I will model them for you anytime you'd like." you whispered into his glowing ear, and his hands were instantly on your boobs, gently cupping them and squeezing them. "You look absolutely stunning in this set, reader. Just so beautiful..." Claude said as his mouth found your neck to suck and nibble on it. You moaned as you put your arms around him and hugged him close. You guided his face towards your breasts, and he instantly put his face between them, leaving some kisses there.

You went on to undress him, but you kept the entire set on because it was an expensive gift, and you wanted him to enjoy it to the fullest. You started by giving him a boob job with your bra still on, and the cleric was enjoying it so incredibly much. The entire time, he was a moany, whimpery mess, and you thought that was incredibly cute. You really struggled to properly jerk him off using your boobs since he was so incredibly big, but you were trying your best. You used your mouth on him as well, keeping it wrapped around him when he came so you could savour every drop of cum he had to give you.

You weren't done, however. You softly pushed him onto his back while he was still catching his breath, moving your hand down his chest and to his dick to jerk him off to get him hard again. He was feeling slightly overstimulated, but seeing your hands being so tiny compared to his cock as you tried to stroke him to hardness made it all worth it. You moved your underwear to the side so you could sink down on his cock. You were taking your time because he was huge, and that was ok with Claude. He sat up so he could wrap his arms around you and gave you some time to adjust. After about a minute or so, you started bouncing on his dick, throwing your head back and letting such wanton moans spill from your mouth. Claude was no better, however, moaning out loud and feeling so happy to finally be inside of you. After a little bit of time, your legs started burning, but Claude didn't mind helping you out. His hands quickly moved to your hips and held them firmly so he could help you move up and down. He angled you slightly differently so his dick would be rubbing against your g-spot.

"Claude! Ah, fuck! So good!" you practically screamed as drool spilt from the corner of your mouth and you shut your eyes tight. You were holding onto him for dear life as the pleasure made you go absolutely insane, and the pressure in your lower stomach was slowly building. His hand snaked towards your clit to rub it, knowing full well that's what gave you the most intense orgasms. And it didn't take long for you to squirt on his cock as you buried your face into his neck while screaming his name when your orgasm washed over you. "Fuck... I'm not sure I can hold back much longer, baby... Where do you want it?" the cleric moaned as his grip on your hips tightened and his began to stutter. "Inside, inside please!" you whimpered in overstimulation, but you wanted to be filled up with him so bad. With just a few more moves of his hips, he emptied himself inside of you. The two of you fell back on your bed, spent but really satisfied.

You two engaged in some pillow talk afterwards, and when you woke up, you got a new dose of some good loving. When you came that morning, Claude forced you to keep looking at him as he was on top of you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and more drool trickled out of your mouth.

You and Claude would quickly make it official. You had told your chat you were taken, but you didn't let them know who it was at Claude's request. You were often wearing that lilac lingerie set, and Claude's heart skipped a beat every time he saw you in it. And oh, he would dick you down so good whenever you needed it. He would do anything for you, after all.

[try-set-me-on-fire]

Eddie drunkenly calls Buck from wine night, confesses some things. On ao3 here.

Eddie calls him at 11:34 pm, and it’s a Thursday, so that means a few things. It’s wine night, the biggest thing. It’s wine night, at Hen and Karen’s, and he knows those start around dinner time so Eddie’s got several hours of alcohol in him. It’s 11:34 pm and Buck got off work at 10:45, another thing, so it’s a toss up whether Eddie timed the call to when he was walking through the door (a feat possible after years of going back and forth between the station, the loft, and the Diaz house at all times of day and night) or if it’s just a drunken coincidence.

“Hello,” Buck answers the phone, dragging out the first half of the word, tossing his keys into the bowl on the counter.

“Buck,” Eddie says, voice bright and not very slurred, but he’s only said one word so far, and Buck sometimes secretly thinks he could probably say his name pretty steadily no matter the situation. Buck is pretty sure he could be all drunk or half dead and still be able to say Eddie just fine, anyway. “Hello. Are you home from, did you get home from work?”

Ah, so, somewhat drunk then. “Did indeed. You still at the Wilsons?”

“Did you, uh- was there fire?” Eddie sounds like he’s trying very hard to sound normal. Buck bites his lip against a snort.

“No fires. Just a half shift, remember. Pretty boring one, honestly.” I missed you probably isn’t fair to say, Buck covered the shift of his own volition, he could have been at wine night if he really wanted. But Donovan’s sister had a baby, what was he gonna do, not let the guy meet his niece? “Hope you had a better time.”

“Great time,” Eddie says, enthusiastic. “They had, uh, mini quiches.”

Buck grins at the empty room. “You’re a man who loves a mini quiche.”

A few seconds of whooshy silence where Buck assumes Eddie is nodding enthusiastically. “The- uh- they had the bacon kind. The kind, and with the- you know, there’s spinach? Can we go to Costco?”

“Sure,” Buck agrees, opening his admittedly pretty sparsely populated fridge. “Could use a grocery run.”

“And get the, get more quiches?”

Buck grabs a protein bar, smiling as fondly as he wants to with no one around to see him. “Yeah, Eds, we’ll get more quiches.”

“And you’ll take the spinach ones? And I get the good ones?”

Buck laughs. “The spinach ones are good. You can barely even taste the spinach, they’re just, like, warm and eggy.”

“Mmm,” Eddie says, doubtfully. “It’s not nice to lie, Buckley.”

“I’m not fucking lying,” Buck cackles. “Your spinach hatred is so unfair, what’d it ever do to you?”

“Taste bad,” Eddie says, adding a blegh sound for emphasis. “It’s like- like- it’s gross, I don’t believe you actually like it, actually. You just want to eat grown up food.”

Buck snorts. “Man, I hate to break it to you, we both turn 34 this year.”

“And I don’t feel like I have to prove that to anybody by eating nasty food,” Eddie says, nose definitely in the air. Buck shakes his head and takes a bite of the protein bar.

“Whatever, man. You just have to live with the fact that Chris is the one sneaking vegetables into your food.”

“You’re so mean. I’m not letting you have any of my actually good quiches.” Empty threat, they always end up sharing, both of them know it. “That’s not even what I called about. That’s not even-“ Eddie huffs so hard it sounds all crackly in Buck’s ear. “I called to tell you that I love you.”

Buck grins. Oh boy, affectionate drunk Eddie is here. He’d wondered just how much wine they’d got through and it seems like Eddie must be nearly a bottle in. “Aw, love you too, bud.”

“No,” Eddie says, and Buck can see the frown from here. “Buck. Listen. I’m in love with you.”

Oh. God. Oh god. “Uh-“ Buck says, stomach swooping all over the fucking place, “Uh- I don’t think this is a conversation we should be having while you’re-“

“Oh, fuck off, shut up. Shut up. It’s fine.”

“Eddie-”

“Buck,” Eddie says, in the annoyed voice he uses when Buck is trying to get him to eat yogurt with his fruit in the morning, or even a dastardly spinach quiche. “It’s fine. It’s fine. I knew you’d- why- stop it. Listen. I feel like this all the time. It’s stupid that I’ve never, like, I never just say this all the time. You’re, like-”

Eddie cuts himself off and Buck waits — sort of fearfully — for him to continue, but the silence keeps stretching on. Buck knows the other side effect of this level on the Eddie Diaz Drunkenness Scale is heightened distractibility, so he probably noticed a nice color or perhaps a bug. They spent a good twenty minutes hanging out with a grasshopper at Hen and Karen’s wedding towards the end of the night, because it was a lovely shade of green and a funny little guy. Oh god, Buck thinks again. I love this man. I love this man a ridiculous amount and we should absolutely wait to talk about it.

But: “You’re tall and you’re in my house,” Eddie says before Buck can do anything to stop him.

“I’m-” Buck glances around the loft. “Eds, I’m at my place.”

“What?” He sounds so indignant that Buck has to cover his mouth to hold a laugh in. “Why?”

“‘Cause I live here?”

“That’s stupid. You should live with me in my house.”

“Should I?” Buck asks, laugh escaping a little bit. “Also, wait, what does me being tall have to do with it?”

Eddie sighs, long and exasperated. “If you live with me you never have to go home and leave me because you’re already at my house. Your house. If you live with me you never have to go anywhere.”

“Never have to go anywhere?” Buck thinks he’s in shock, maybe, about all of this, but teasing Eddie is something that’s always easy to fall into. “I don’t have a job in this scenario?”

“Well you’d go to work. And other places. But you just come back to me all the time.”

“I’d like to come back to you all the time,” Buck says, choking a little on how simply it explains every ache in him. “Eddie-“

“And you’re tall because… it matters because you’re tall because…” Eddie’s voice is soft, his breathing is soft. Buck wonders where he is in Hen and Karen’s house. In a hallway, tucked away from everyone, the nice light from the stained glass lamp they have there warm on his face? On the back porch, out in the cool night air? Buck wants to tell him to come home, wants to make sure he’s warm. “I never had to look up at anybody before.”

“I’ve got like two inches on you,” Buck replies, but his voice is pretty quiet.

“It’s a big two inches,” Eddie says, just as soft. Then, also quiet but of an entirely different flavor, “That's- Sorry- that's what she said.”

“That's-” Buck snorts. “What-” and then giddy laughter bursts up out of him, baking soda and vinegar, foamy and ticklish. He cackles till he’s breathless, listening to Eddie’s responding chuckles over the line, and sinks down to the floor, back against the kitchen island. “You’re so fucking stupid.”

“I scored better on my certification exams than you.”

“That’s not even true!” Buck protests over Eddie’s continuing laughter. “Only in two categories!”

“Overall percentage was higher!” Eddie reminds him, as he does every time they have this argument.

“Well, I remember building construction and related hazards better than you and that’s written down on official paper somewhere.”

“Not fair,” Eddie says, as he always says. “You- you did- you built those. Unfair advantage.”

“I think you’re overselling the kind of experience I got in a few months working construction like a decade ago.”

“It wasn’t a decade when you took the tests,” Eddie points out. “Whatever. Nevermind. And I don’t want to sound like- you’re good at remembering things. You’re not stupid. I don’t want to sound like you are.”

Buck taps his boot against the sink counter in front of him. “I know. You’re not either.”

“I know,” Eddie says, soft again. “But your hands are big, and… you’ve got stubble sometimes, and…” he trails off into just breathing on the other end of the line for several long moments. “Buck,” Eddie whispers in sleepover voice. “Have you ever kissed a boy before?”

“Yeah,” Buck says, knowing Eddie knows this, but playing along anyway. “I have.”

“What's it like?”

Buck hums, closes his eyes. He thinks about the few guys he’d made out with but never followed home when he got to Los Angeles. Thinks about the room he’d crashed in with Connor in Peru, with it’s one mattress and both their clothes living in suitcases because they were too broke to buy any other furniture. He’s still got a t-shirt for a school he never went to, a few sizes too small. The way they hadn’t shared a room once they were in LA, the girls Connor started seeing. He thinks about John from the ranch who left town the next day. He thinks about high school, Len McGuinty under the bleachers in the summer before senior year, both of them giggling and half terrified and the way they’d pretended to barely know each other when school started back up. Hard jawlines and stubble and muscles and height. Having something, for however long you get to have it. Wanting something, very badly. He opens his eyes and it’s almost a surprise that he’s still in the loft. That he’s not at Eddie’s house. All the time in the world there wouldn’t be enough. “It’s good, Eddie. It feels good.”

“Buck,” Eddie breathes, shivery.

“I want to live in your home all the time, and never have to go anywhere,” Buck says, repeats. “I’ll kiss you, if you want.”

“Buck-”

“I’ll love you, if you want.” Eddie is still drunk, Buck tries to remind himself. But it might actually kill him not to say it out loud when Eddie had said he feels like this all the time. How could he not say he feels like this all the time, too? “I’ll love you back. I love you back. I’ll eat all the spinach quiches for you.”

“Buck,” Eddie says, and Buck doesn’t know what expression is on his face, doesn’t know what look is tied to this tone of voice. Is desperate to find out. Quiet down the line for a few moments. And then: “It’s late.”

Buck pulls his phone away from his ear for a second to check the time. Nearly midnight. “Yeah.” His hands feel clammy. It was too much. They should have waited to talk. Eddie wants out now, and that’s fine. Buck will —somehow, skin of his teeth — find a way to be fine with that.

But: “I want to go home,” Eddie says. “Buck. Come and take me home.”

“And then-”

“And then stay.”

“Okay,” Buck gets to his feet, tosses the half eaten bar in the trash. Eddie’s house has food. His home has things to eat.

“Okay,” Eddie says, confident now, everything decided, everything for sure. “I’ll see you soon.

“Minutes,” Buck says, grabbing his keys, half running to the door. “I’ll be there in minutes.”

“Minutes,” Eddie says back. And Buck can hear his smile.

[cosmophoriia]

"i made it so obvious" : angry love confessions. 𝜗𝜚

ღ request from: @inlovewithpandora. Prompt request for angry love confession where character b is oblivious and doesn’t realize that character a has a crush on them and character a gets fed up with character b acting clueless so while character b is talking to them about their love life character a blurts out their feelings

"how can you not know, i made it so obvious!" "clearly, you didn't make it that clear!"

“i’ve had feelings for you for so long.”

“it’s a bit frustrating to how oblivious you are.”

“how did you not notice, i always flirted with you.”

“you deserve someone who would treat you right.” “who might that be?” “… how about me?”

“i’m right in front of you.”

character b going on and on about how they never find someone and character a is just looking at them ready to snap.

“you just got to be fucking kidding me, right?”

“are you messing with me?” “no, why would you think that?” “because i gave you all the signs to me liking you and you haven’t notice one bit.”

“why are you so clueless?”

“did you ever stop and think that maybe just maybe the person you’re looking for is me?”

character a choosing to ignore character b for a while after b goes out on a tinder date and b is so confused on why a been avoiding them.

^ “did i do something wrong?”

“what do i have to do or say for you to notice that i’m in love with you?”

“everyone knew but you!”

character a having to hear character b talk about the sweet gifts that character c claimed they sent reader.

^ "they didn't send you those gifts, i did!"

"wait... you're in love with me?"

"why do you care!" "because i’m in love with you!"

"you claim to know everything about me but you never noticed that i’ve feelings for you, not even once?”

[purble-turble]

If art requests are still open, would you draw Shadowpeach from your old "Please Dont Cry" story?

Ooh yes, thank you for reminding me of that old prompt fill, it’s one of my favorites~ …and also extremely relevant to the current chapter I’m working on for A Test of Time hehehehh :U