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Rain and coffee

(Bill x reader)

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Request: prompt #14 , person B covers a short amount of change person A needs for a purchase

Warnings: none!

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Sounds of cars passing by pulled you from you deep sleep. You tried to remember the dream you were having but it disappeared as you woke. You turned your head with a yawn and smiled when you seen rain drops trickling down your window.

You loved waking up to the rain, it was truly one of your favorite instances in life.

You got out of your soft bed and headed to the bathroom for your daily routine of showering , brushing your teeth and moisturizing your face.

The hot water slithered down your back , you had the bathroom window cracked so you could smell the rain.

The fruity fresh scent of your body wash filled your nose and made you smile. You were trying to decide which drink to get this morning , you couldn’t pick between a hot chocolate or a mocha latte.

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“Hey! What can I get for you?” The barista chimes as you walk up to the counter. You smile at her and look up at the menu as if you didn’t already know what you wanted , but you didn’t want to seem to eager.

“I’ll just have a large hot chocolate with whip cream and just a dash of cinnamon” your mouth is already watering at the thought of the drink.

“Ok that’ll be $3.69” the barista informs , you grab your wallet from your pocket and frown when you only find $3, no change at all.

“Oh shoot, I only have $3” you chuckle , a drop of embarrassment hangs on your tongue.

“Oh uh-“ the barista begins but she is interrupted by a shy voice.

“I’ll get it.....I’ll get it for you” a man speaks up from the spot behind you in line.

“Oh no I couldn’t ask you to-“ you protest.

He walks up and hands the barista a 5 dollar bill.

“I insist” he smiles. You smile back and have a hard time looking away from him, he was gorgeous. Dark hair , soft blue eyes that demanded attention and the kindest voice you’d ever heard.

You clear your throat and your thoughts.

“Um thank you so much, that’s very nice of you” you say looking back at the man.

He smiles and pulls one of his hands out of his pockets.

“I’m (y/n)” you introduce.

“What’s your name?” You speak again.

“I’m -“ he begins.

“You must know who he is!” The barista exclaims looking to you. You look at her with mild confusion and then back at the man.

“No sorry, his name tag must have fallen off” you joke. The man looks to you his eyes brow slightly bigger before he laughs , his laugh is soft and welcoming, like little bubbles of amusement popping all around you.

“I’m Bill...Hader” he holds his hand out for you to shake.

“Yeah from SNL!” The barista says again.

“Oh sorry I haven’t watched Snl since I was a kid, totally different cast back then” you chuckle. Bill smiles , refreshed to finally meet someone who’s not a fan.

You look at your phone and curse yourself .

“Shit I’m late for a class...Thank you again for the drink Bill, hopefully I’ll see you again to return the favor” you chime as you push the door open with your back.

“Yea- yeah I’ll be here ..... tomorrow..” bill says softly but you were already gone.

“(Y/n)” Bill sighs to himself with a smile as you walk out of his sight.

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Sugar Baby | Richie Tozier x Reader Ch. 1

Summary: slow burn fic between a college!Reader and Richie Tozier where he becomes her sugar daddy. In this chapter y/n starts her internship at a talent agency, in which she expects to be put with an agent who can show her the ropes, but gets a surprisingly different kind of mentor. 

Word Count: 1.2k

Everyone had been telling you for weeks to wear slacks to her internship, even though her advisor had told her it was more of a relaxed internship. Despite her advisor's advice, she decided to wear a pair of maroon slacks, a grey sweater, and grey loafers.

You felt like you looked more business casual than business, with light makeup and her hair tied up in a bun. You took one last look in the mirror before running out the door with your coffee and purse in hand.

Even though it was an hour before you were even supposed to meet your mentor, you knew how LA traffic was. Surprisingly, it wasn't as bad as you'd expected and you arrived at the building thirty minutes early, already feeling the nerves building in your stomach.

You parked across the street from the large building and walked over, double checking the address on your email to make sure you were in the correct place. You enter the building, smiling at the woman who greets you. She tells you to go get an ID card made, and then how to get to the correct office.

You make your way to get your ID card made, going through the motions before making your way upstairs towards the offices.

You easily find the office number the woman downstairs had given you and you knock on the door before entering. Richie Tozier sits at a desk in the corner of the room, beckoning for you to come inside.

"Oh, Mr. Tozier, I'm so sorry, I must have the wrong office." You start to retreat, face flushing slightly. He stops you, calling you back into his office.

"No, you're in the right office. Miss Y/L/N, right?" He asks and you nod, reentering the office. "You're my intern."

"Oh, I thought I was going to be with an agent." You say, as he motions for you to close the door.

"Your application said you were most interested in comedy, so who better to put you with than a comedian?" He says, moving to lean on his desk. You take in his lanky form, clad in jeans, a T-shirt and vans, and suddenly you feel overdressed. 

"Thank you for the opportunity." You say and he shrugs.

"Don't thank me yet, it's not a glamorous job." He moves to sit at his desk again, and you take the chair in front of him, pulling out a notebook. "Every morning you will get me a cup of coffee from the cafe down the street, feel free to get yourself something as well. I like my coffee black with two sugars.” 

You nod as you write in all caps on your notebook his coffee order. He continues, telling you what your day to day duties will be, and explaining how to go about accomplishing them. 

You take lots of notes, filling up several pages in your notebook by the time you’re finished.

“Last, but not least, lose the slacks. Wear jeans next time you come. Oh, and the formalities. You can call me Richie, Rich, Tozier, pretty much anything, just not Mr. and not sir. ” You nod, blushing slightly.

“Okay, now why don’t you go grab us some coffees and we can get started going over some emails and how to answer them correctly.” He says, reaching into his wallet to pull out a credit card and extend it to you. You take it, slipping it into the wallet on the back of your phone, before making your way out of his office, and the building.

Pretty much the entire way to and from the coffee shop, which isn’t actually very far from the building, is you giving yourself a pep talk. You’re not really sure how Richie Tozier came to be your mentor, but he is and will continue to be for the rest of the semester, so you have to get used to it.

You make your way quickly back upstairs, opening the door and entering quietly. You set Richie’s coffee down in front of him, the card dropping down beside it a second later. He looks up to see you empty-handed and his brow furrows.

“Didn’t want anything? Not a coffee drinker? I’m sure they have tea.” He sounds slightly concerned, but you shrug.

“I already had my coffee this morning. Thank you for offering, though.” You say quietly, as you sit down at the chair in front of his desk. 

“Shit, you are polite as fuck. No need to be, though. Least I can do is buy your coffee if you’re going to be working for me.” He says, after taking a sip of his coffee.

The next couple of hours go by pretty quickly, he goes over the emails more in detail, giving you a chance to respond to a couple with him watching so that he knows you’ve got the hang of it. After that you go over scheduling, discussing the finer details of your internship and how you’re going to get the hours you need for your class. 

“Okay, let’s take a break, get some lunch. You have a class this afternoon, right?” He pauses and you nod, confirming that. “Okay, you are done for the day. We can pick up where we left off tomorrow. Don’t forget to wear jeans tomorrow, alright?” He smiles, and you chuckle, nodding.

“Sure, I’ll wear jeans.” You say and he grins, leading you out of the office, your bag slung over your shoulder. 

“Fantastic, see you tomorrow, Y/L/N.” His long legs carry him down the hallway and stairs quicker than you can move, and the quiet walk gives you a chance to reflect on the day you’ve just had. 

The drive back to school is long and slow, traffic bumper to bumper until you get to campus. You decide to skip going to your apartment and just park in a parking garage, going to find your roommate who’s curled up in her usual spot in the cafe.

“You’re never going to guess who my mentor is!” You sit right across from her, and she looks up at you, a smile spreading across her face.

“Oooh, is he cute?? Please tell me he’s cute.” She says and you roll your eyes at her. She’s always trying to get you to go out and date and party, but it’s just not your thing. You have to focus on school. 

“It’s Richie Tozier!” Her mouth falls open as you laugh, nodding.

“The Richie Tozier? Like performed at Radio City Music Hall Richie Tozier?” You nod enthusiastically.

“That’s the one!” She groans, slamming her book closed.

“Now I’m mad that I chose an on-campus internship. You’re so lucky!” She says and your face falls slightly.

“It’d be even better if I could form an intelligent sentence around him.” She sighs, moving to grab your hand comfortingly.

“You know you warm up to people well, give it a little time. You’re gonna do great.” You give her a thankful smile, squeezing her hand softly.

“Okay, I gotta get to class. I’ll see you at home later!” You hug her softly, before heading off to your only class of the day. 

Your class seems to drag on, the professor about as interesting as a pile of dirt today. He dismisses the class thirty minutes early, though, so you head home to get started on homework. That night, though, all you can think about is your new mentor and your internship.

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Hot Dream - Richie Tozier

word count: 5467 warnings: swearing, it’s not smutty but there’s like.. themes of boning ya feel summary: (y/n) has a really steamy dream… about the person she’d least expect.  And when Richie finds out it’s about him, he can’t help but tease her a bit ___

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COUNTDOWN TO CHRISTMAS DRAWING/WRITING PROMPTS

Dec. 1: Decorating the tree

Dec. 2: Traditions

Dec. 3: Christmas sweaters

Dec. 4: First snow day

Dec. 5: Christmas movies

Dec. 6: Naughty vs. Nice

Dec. 7: Candy Canes

Dec. 8: Sleigh ride

Dec. 9: Snowman

Dec. 10: Snowed in

Dec. 11: “HOW ARE YOU NOT FREEZING!?”

Dec. 12: Christmas cookies

Dec. 13: Sick

Dec. 14: “You’re a mean one, Mr. Grinch”

Dec. 15: Memories

Dec. 16: Christmas concert

Dec. 17: “Frozen counts as a Christmas movie. Shut up”

Dec. 18: Skating

Dec. 19: Snowball fight

Dec. 20: Mistletoe

Dec. 21: “Is something burning?”

Dec. 22: Secret Santa

Dec. 23: Christmas lights

Dec. 24: Hot chocolate

Dec. 25: CHRISTMAS!!

Please tag me if you do something for this! I wanna see it! 🎄

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Christmas is coming so here’s some Christmas-themed writing prompts 🎁🎄🎅

- ‘A Kiss Under The Mistletoe’

- First Christmas spent together

- Secret Santa Gift Swapping

- Religious Holiday Traditions

- Person A is terrible at wrapping presents and Person B wraps gifts perfectly. OR Person B teaches Person A how to wrap presents. It’s an experience to say the least.

- Pairing/group trip visiting Christmas markets together, trying food/drink, spotting presents for others.

- A snowball fight breaks out

- Characters go skiing, sledging or ice skating

- Person A is decorating the tree and refuses to let anyone else help because the tree needs to be perfect

- Making Christmas dinner together

- “You don’t have Christmas plans so why not come home with me?” OR Spending Christmas with someone else’s family

- Person A loves Christmas (movies, decorations, traditions, gift-giving, food, everything). Person B hates Christmas.

- ‘An Unconventional Christmas’

- Person A has a very strange Christmas tradition

- "I need you to pretend to be my partner because I told my parents I’d been seeing someone and now they want me to bring them home for Christmas” OR “I need you to be my date to the Christmas party”

- ‘A Christmas Getaway’, such as: sitting by a log fire in a cabin, with mugs of hot chocolates and a blanket.

- Snowed in with someone else

- Getting a Christmas card from someone unexpected

- Going to a Christmas light switch on with someone/friends

- ‘Naughty or Nice?’

- Person A comes home to find Person B has decorated their house/dorm room out in a variety of Christmas banners, lights, and other festive items.

- Having a Christmas movie marathon together OR swapping favourite Christmas movies

- Christmas tree shopping together

- Christmas baking together (Gingerbread men or house, cookies, etc.)

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“Want to get a drink, sometime?”

“I don’t drink alcohol.”

“We could get milkshakes. Milkshakes count as a drink right? Or, uh. Hm. We could get cake instead? Do you like cake?”

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𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗥’𝗦 𝗣𝗘𝗧 𝗩𝗜𝗜𝗜

Summary: Well…. Pairing: professor!Bill Hader x student!reader Warnings: teacher-student relationship

A/n: I would like to thank 🐝 especially for the idea of a Mulaney substitute!

“Hello, children — hello! I, am Professor Mu-la-ney, and I will be substituting for Professor Hader this week for you see, he is currently at a conference.” 

You blink in the doorway with two Starbucks drinks in hand — yours, and a caramel latte for you suppose, Mulaney.

“Uhm…” You hesitate forward and stretch your arm to give him the coffee, stretch it as far as you can.

“Oh!” His lips split into a satisfied smile. “For me?” And he takes it with both hands. “Thank you — what kind?”

It sounds like it pains you to answer, but, “Caramel latte.” 

He hisses “Nice,” before a gentle sip, cautious of the steam fluttering out the lid. Like a curious child, you watch with no restraint, no attempt at politeness, but rather something like contempt or better-yet, cautious curiosity. The name ‘Mu-la-ney’ rings well….and familiar too, but you can’t wipe off your scowl or your urge to test him this class at every, single, corner.

As he blows his coffee to a cool, he catches you. Together, you’re frozen, waiting for one of you to make a move. Stalking to your seat, you check him out. He’s half certain as you take your first step, that you’ll make your way back around and circle him into submission. But you are no predator, and he is no prey. 

Gee. He wouldn’t have guessed ‘Hader’s girl’ to be so ferocious. 

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A Fall Getaway With Bill Would Include:

Bill Hader x Reader | Headcanons

A/N: I haven’t written in forever please forgive me! 

Bill insisted that he whisk you away for the week before Thanksgiving, a calm before the storm as he described it. 

he kept seeing photos from his friends of a picturesque spot in Vermont. One internet search later and you were on a plane. 

the cabin was secluded with golden leaf-covered trees surrounding it. it was like one of those Pinterest photos you saved. 

you could have cried when you saw how pretty it was 

“Bill,” you say quietly, overflowing with happiness 

“Do you like it?” he asks, placing the suitcases on the ground next to him 

his gloved hand on the small of your back 

“It’s beautiful. We get to stay here?” 

the inside of the cabin was warm and cozy, lined with dark-colored wood panels. 

it smelled like the fall section of a craft store: artificial fall and overwhelming 

you loved it 

you opened the blinds and got a good look at the outside, Bill came up behind you and wrapped his long arms around your waist

his chin on the top of your head “I like the view,” he hums, rocking you side to side 

you lean back into his warm embrace 

the smell of his cologne making you smile 

taking in this quiet moment 

waking up next to him!!

the crip sheets of the bed against your bare skin 

the cozy fluffy white blanket tickled your nose

the chilly air coming in from the cracked window made you cuddle closer to the man next to you

your cheek pressed against his back 

Bill instinctively wakes up and turns around so you could put your head on his chest 

his fingers in your hair

talking about how you slept 

breakfast in that cabin was the best 

it gave Bill the chance to show off his pancake making skills 

you sat on the counter and read him the recipe while he cooked 

he let you try smell the batter “I think it needs more cinnamon,” he tells you, looking at the cream-colored liquid 

“Just a little,” you respond. he kisses you on the cheek and grabs the jar from the counter 

maple and cinnamon pancakes and coffee outside on the balcony 

bundled in plaid blankets 

PLAID!!! 

plaid everywhere! 

you woke up one morning and saw Bill’s plaid shirt on the floor. 

slipping in on your body you walk downstairs and see him on his phone, nursing a cup of coffee 

“How was your nap?” he asks. 

you shrug and straddle his lap, putting your chest on his. “It was fine,” you yawn. 

he kisses your neck and puts his phone away “I like you in my shirt.” 

“It’s comfortable…and warm.” 

dancing by the fireplace to his favorite slow songs! 

a long blanket wrapped around your shoulders while he mumbled the words against your ear

  you felt so content that night

so in love with Bill 

and he felt the same 

looking down at you with a loving smile, his blue eyes beginning to tear up

it was time. 

“There’s something I need to tell you,” he says. 

You look up and raise your eyebrows, a million thoughts rushing to your head. 

oh, fuck was he about to dump you might as well jump into the fire next to you. 

“You know I love you right?” he asks you. 

You nod slowly, unsure where this was going. 

he pulls away and reaches into his pocket 

he slowly gets down on one knee and looks up at you with love and adoration in his eyes “Y/N, will you marry me?” 

You wipe away tears with the blanket and nod “Y-yes, Bill,” you cry happily. 

you give him your shaking hand and he places the diamond on your finger, glowing yellow from the nearby fire. 

he stands and wraps you in his arms “I love you.” 

You drop the blanket and put your arms around his waist tightly “I love you so much.” 

you look past him and notice that it was beginning to snow outside

perfection

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Bill Hader for InStyle magazine.

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BILL HADER for InStyle Magazine, 2019

When I was growing up in Oklahoma, clothes were never a thing I thought of. I don’t know designers. I mean, I got a Dior suit for the Emmys, and I remember a friend of mine was like, “Oh, who are you wearing to the Emmys?” And I was like, “It’s D-I-O-R.” I couldn’t pronounce it.

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prof!stan chapter two

a/n: we back bitches ;p we getting shit GOIN

warnings: smut, drinking/alcohol, gross frat boys🤢

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Are you excepting requests, angel? 💕

yes! I love getting requests!

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𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 [𝗻𝘀𝗳𝘄]

Summary: You and Barry take shelter in a motel after you rampage on friends and family during an unplanned hit. [nsfw]. Pairing: Barry Berkman x hitman!mob!reader Warnings: Profanity, mentions of violence, sexual content.

“Is it okay if I turn the music on?”

“Yeah.”

But the first fucking song…

You squeeze your eyes shut and groan, Barry’s breath hitching louder than your agony at the memories that come with it. Was once such a happy song. Until only recently. 

Memories come in like a flood —  in flashes, one snippet, one visual, one string of audio at a time as you squeeze your eyes shut then rip them back open in your attempt to find the option that turns the memories off. Leave them open and you can hear the music, but can’t do anything more than bury your nails into your palm as you try and deal with it. Leave them shut and you can see everything that comes with it.

He turns it off before you can say “Never mind.” 

You and Barry drive to a little motel somewhere. It’s modest, grimy. The walls have wood panels and the beds have red-plaid duvet covers with lace-lined sheets. Theres four lights — one on each side of the bed, one in the hall to the bathroom, and a disk-light in the bathroom. You would count the lamp on the desk in the corner, but it doesn’t turn on.

He drove with no destination, and you told him to keep driving. He stops in the place you met during colliding missions.

The guy that hired your father’s business had doubts about you. So he came to Fuches, came to Barry. 

Doubting you was the wrong move — the target was turned back on him and you put a bullet through his brain on order from your business. “Fucker owed money anyways,” one of your partners said before he looted his pockets.  

It’s raining outside. 

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I am a(n):

⚪ Male

⚪ Female

🔘 Writer

Looking for

⚪ Boyfriend

⚪ Girlfriend

🔘 An incredibly specific word that I can’t remember

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Fanfiction Trope MASH-UP

Rules: Send me two (2) tropes from this list + a ship and I’ll describe how I’d combine them in the same story. 

Historical AU 

Royal AU 

Modern AU 

Coffee Shop AU 

Bar/Restaurant AU 

Bookshop AU 

Florist AU  

Hospital AU 

Dance AU 

Airport/Travel AU 

Neighbour AU 

Roommate AU 

Detective AU 

Bodyguard AU 

Criminal AU 

Prison AU 

War AU 

Circus AU 

Summer Camp AU 

Teacher AU 

Dystopian AU 

Space AU 

Performer AU 

Soulmate AU 

Fairy Tale AU 

Massage Fic  

Sick/Injured Fic 

Proposal Fic  

Wedding Fic  

Holiday Fic  

Birthday Fic 

Pregnancy Fic  

Baby Fic 

Vacation Fic  

Bathtub Fic 

Text/Letter Fic 

Coming Out Fic   

Grief Fic  

Survival/Wilderness Fic  

Almost Kiss 

First Kiss 

The Big Damn Kiss 

Dance of Romance  

Flowers of Romance 

Chocolate of Romance  

Blind Date  

Not a Date  

Fake Dating 

Fake Married 

Arranged Marriage  

Accidentally Married 

Marriage of Convenience 

Mutual Pining 

Secret Relationship  

Established Relationship 

Awful First Meeting 

Forgotten First Meeting  

Accidental Eavesdropping  

Interrupted Declaration of Love 

Poorly Timed Confession 

Love Confession 

Love Confessor (Character A confessing their love for Character B to Character C)  

Everybody Knows/Mistaken for Couple 

Star Crossed Lovers  

It’s Not You, It’s Me 

It’s Not You, It’s My Enemies  

Character in Peril 

Heroic Sacrifice 

Flirting Under Fire 

Locked in a Room 

Twenty-Four Hours to Live  

Stranded on A Desert Island 

Stranded Due to Inclement Weather 

Huddling for Warmth 

Bed Sharing  

Did They or Didn’t They? 

In Vino Veritas  

Above the Influence  

Anger Born of Worry  

Green-Eyed Epiphany  

The Missus and the Ex 

Second Love  

Intimate Artistry  

Married to the Job  

Innocent Physical Contact 

I Didn’t Mean to Turn You On 

Aroused By Her Voice  

Erotic Dreams 

First Time 

Unexpected Virgin 

PWP 

Kink 

Makeovers 

Hair Brushing/Braiding 

Sleep Intimacy 

Scars  

Time Travel  

Curses 

Magical Accidents 

Accidentally Saving the Day   

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I’m Bored So I Made This Prompt List

xReader or Ship Prompts

Credit to whoever came up with probably most of the prompts on this list

Maybe send a character/ship and # please?

1. “Am I ever getting my sweatshirt back?” “Only if you take it off me yourself.”

2. “Make me.”

3. “I dare you.”

4. “Bite me.”

5. “You think you can just run that pretty mouth of yours whenever you want?”

6. “Wanna bet?”

7. “If you complain that it’s hot one more time, I’m going to give you a reason to sweat.”

8. “Prove it.”

9. “What’s in it for me?”

10. “If you bite your lip one more time, I’m going to do it for you.”

11. “Oh, well fuck me, then.”

12. “Shut up!”

13. “Yell at me again, and I’ll give you a real reason to scream.”

14. “It’s alright, I’m right here.”

15. “Why did you choose me?” “You know very well why, [NAME].”

16. “I’m a monster.” “No, you’re not.”

17. “You deserve so much better than me.” “Stop lying.”

18. “Why are you being like this?”

19. “Please hold me.”

20. “I can’t take this anymore.”

21. “Please don’t cry.”

22. “I’m begging you, please don’t lock yourself in your room.”

23. “Don’t shut me out.”

24. “Give me one single fucking reason why I shouldn’t leave.”

25. “Can’t you tell (s)he’s broken?”

26. “You better put that knife down.”

27. “Don’t listen to them.”

28. “Just leave.”

29. “I don’t need you.”

30. “Get away from her/him/them before I break every bone in your body.”

31. “No wait!���

32. “Hear me out.” “Why the fuck should I listen to you?”

33. “Where did you get those bruises?”

34. “Is someone hurting you?”

35. “Don’t hurt a single hair on her/his/their head.”

36. “Hands off!”

37. “What do you think you’re doing to him/her/them?”

38. “I’ll never let you go.” OR “Don’t you dare let me go.”

39. “Don’t ever leave my sight again.”

40. “I got your back.”

41. “Where are you going? It’s not safe out there!”

42. “Do you trust me?”

43. “Be more careful next time. I don’t want to bandage you up again.”

44. “Hey, it’s cold outside. At least wear a jacket.”

45. “Let’s go home. You’re freezing, and I don’t want you catching a cold.”

46. “You’re cuteness is making everyone one stare. Stop it.”

47. “You make me proud, you know that right?”

48. “I’m not going to get sick, you baby. Just let me hold you.”

49. “Can we just stay in bed?”

50. “Any time without you is far too long.”

51. “I don’t care. I’m not letting you get up until I know that you’re one hundred percent better again.”

52. “Let me kiss it better.”

53. “I…um, can I hold your hand?”

54. “You’re so important to me.”

55. “I thought you knew that you’ve always been my favorite.”

56. “Give me a hug.”

57. “Stop moving, I’m almost done!”

58. “You’re so damn beautiful, baby. I can’t believe you’re all fucking mine.”

59. “I’m not moving, you’re lap is comfortable.”

60. “I know you’re mad at me, but will a kiss change your mind?”

61. “Between ice cream and you, you might just be my favorite.”

62. “I’m tired, just cuddle me.”

63. “God, I miss you so much.”

64. “You know I’ll always be here, right?”

65. “Hey, let me in. I’m outside with your favorite pizza.”

66. “I’m only doing this because you’re cute.”

67. “My heart feels so full with you.”

68. “Even when you’re annoying the fuck out of me, I still love you.”

69. “How long have you been standing there?” “Long enough to know you have the voice of a fucking angel.”

70. “Stay for me.”

71. “What’s this between us?”

72. “I don’t want your apology.”

73. “You know I have feelings for you.”

74. “You’ve never hurt me. Ever.”

75. “I don’t believe it.”

76. “This is breaking my heart.”

77. “What keeps you up at night?”

78. “I wish you were here.”

79. “I let you down.”

80. “I’m not ready to say goodbye.”

81. “I want to be with you forever.”

82. “You stole me heart like it was nothing.”

83. “You make me happy, not them.”

84. “I can’t run from my feeling anymore.”

85. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”

86. “You’re one in a million.”

87. “No one, and nothing, can take me away from you.”

88. “There’s no use hiding it, I know you love me.”

89. “You can’t die on me, not now… please!”

90. “You’re distracting me and it’s very irritating.”

91. “I want to spend the rest of my life annoying you.”

92. “There’s always another way.”

93. “Your heart is pounding.”

94. “Where were you when I needed you?”

95. “Hey, are you still awake?”

96. “Your hands are ice cold, stop!” “But you’re so warm!”

97. “Hold me just a little longer.”

98. “What we have is special.”

99. “Sometimes I can’t help but get lost in your eyes.”

100. “Go ahead, hit me.”