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* [  PROMPT LIST ] :  nearly a kiss.

below, i’ve compiled a collection of [ 45 ] action and dialogue prompts for the kisses that nearly happened. inspired by every time those two characters in your favourite tv series inch closer and closer to each other only for there to be a usually annoying reason for the kiss to never happen. 

[  DIALOGUE PROMPTS  ]

[  ONE  ] :  “ we didn’t break up. ”

[  TWO  ] :  “ i can’t do this. ”

[  THREE  ] : “ you… you have something on your face. ”

[  FOUR  ] :  “ you should go. ”

[  FIVE  ] :  “ you owe me nothing. ”

[  SIX  ] :  “ did you really think i’d kiss you ? ”

[  SEVEN  ] : “ what about [ name ] ? ” 

[  EIGHT  ] :  “ are you sure about this ? ”

[  NINE  ] :  “ did you think it was going to be that easy ? ” 

[  TEN  ] :  “ i should really be going. ”

[  ELEVEN  ] :  “ we can’t do this again. ”

[  TWELVE  ] :  “ you’re- you’re steaming up my glasses. ”

[  THIRTEEN  ] :  “ you have no idea how much i want to kiss you. ”

[  FOURTEEN  ] : “ i got back together with [ name ]. ”

[  FIFTEEN  ] :  “ we shouldn’t do this…. ”

[  SIXTEEN  ] :  “ this isn’t how i want this to happen. ”

[  SEVENTEEN  ] :  “ i want our first kiss to be perfect. ”

[  EIGHTEEN  ] :  “ i think this means something else to you then it does to me. ”

[  NINETEEN  ] :  “  i can’t do this to you. ”

[  TWENTY  ] :  “ i don’t want to jeopardise our friendship. ”

[  TWENTY-ONE  ] :  “ let’s just call this what it is… just really close talking. ”

[  TWENTY-TWO  ] :  “ this is a bad idea. ”

[  TWENTY-THREE  ] :  “ i didn’t ask for this… to feel this way. ”

[  TWENTY-FOUR  ] :  “ no. ”

[  TWENTY-FIVE  ] :  “ the lead-up is the best part anyway… right? ”

[  TWENTY-SIX ] :  “ i think you get the point. ”

[  TWENTY-SEVEN  ] :  “ this is just a game of pretend to you. ” 

[  TWENTY-EIGHT  ] :  “ maybe next time… ”

[  ACTION PROMPTS  ] + reverse

[  GOODBYE  ] :  sender and receiver are parting ways, they might not see each other for a while. they embrace, a hug so tight it could shatter bones. their lips linger above each other’s, their eyes closed….

[  REUNITED  ] :  sender and receiver are reunited at after some time apart. jumping into the other’s arms in a warm embrace, the idea of a kiss is there but does it come to fruition ? 

[  REJECTED  ] :  sender leans in to kiss receiver, but receiver pulls away. 

[  INTERRUPTED  ] :  as sender and receiver lean in to kiss they are interrupted by a third party. 

[  STUNG  ] :  as sender and receiver are about to kiss a bee stings receiver, the moment cut short. 

[  FORT  ] :  sender and receiver are chilling in a pillow fort they spent a good part of the day building, in an intimate moment they both lean in for a kiss, only for the ill-built fort to collapse on them. 

[  RAIN  ] :  as sender leans in to kiss receiver a sudden downpour catches them off guard and they choose to run for cover. 

[  TAUNT  ] :  sender is taunting receiver, slowly moving in closer to their lips with no intention of kissing them, to see how far they’re willing to go. 

[  DRUNK  ] :  sender is drunk and while under the influence looks into receiver’s eyes, beginning to lean in to kiss them… only for them to have the sudden urge to vomit. 

[  DANCE  ] :  sender and receiver have been pulled into a slow dance together. as they sway to the music they find themselves leaning in for a kiss just as the song ends and the moment is cut short. 

[  GUILT  ] :  receiver leans in to kiss sender, but sender pulls away because they feel guilt for doing this for the wrong reasons. 

[  CHEEK  ] :  sender and receiver are leaning in to kiss each other, but at the last moment sender dodges their lips and kisses their cheek instead. 

[  PHONE  ] : sender and receiver are about to kiss when a cell phone goes off and makes them pause. + extra points if the call is from an ex/rival love interest.

[  FACE  ] :  receiver won’t stop talking. in an attempt to get them to stop, sender grabs their face, underestimating the intensity of the act. 

[  FOREHEAD  ] :  sender and receiver lean to kiss each other, misjudging the destination they bump foreheads instead of meeting lips. 

[  CHIME  ] :  as sender and receiver are about to kiss, a clock chimes interrupting the almost kiss and reminding them of the time.  

[  STRAND  ] :  receiver stands still as sender leans closer to their face, expecting a kiss but is surprised when receiver just tucks a strand of their hair behind their ear. 

[ FALL  ] :  sender somehow ends up accidentally on top of receiver, their faces are close to each other but at the last minute sender pulls away. 

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NXT Worlds Collide || September 04 - 2022

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LA Knight | Smackdown July 28 2023

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FULL GEAR POST MATCH PROMO (2022) → ALL OUT MAIN EVENT (2023)

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starter call!! specify who you want something from or else you’ll get whoever i’m feeling at the moment.

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Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

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The familiarity of his voice echoed off the walls, wrenching at his core just like in old times. It's the kind of ache that he hates, but it's also the one that reminds him that he's still, miraculously, alive. That's about as far as Jon's compliments would go if he was ever asked about how he felt about his former brother.

Jon's expression doesn't wane, even as Seth questions his motives and his reasoning for being so distant all this time. He knew exactly why. Playing dumb was certainly... a choice, but it's a card that Jon's seen played countless times over. He could just picture this entire conversation, not that he'd been dwelling on it or anything, but the thoughts weighed on his mind a time or two.

"Ain't no acting to it," He admits carelessly to his first series of questions, not even flinching at the idea of what's going through Seth's mind. The Ohioan's expression changes only when Seth's hands tug at his collar, forcing him to be an inch from his face. He doesn't waste a second of time until he's clutching at Seth's forearms and forcefully pulling him away.

Of course, Seth didn't heed Jon's advice in making the hit count. Jon knew he couldn't and equally knew he wouldn't. "Typical," He clicks his tongue before bearing teeth and all as he's toying with Seth's mind once again. "I told you to make the fuckin' hit count and you can't even do that."

He wastes no time following up, "Fuckin' talk then." He bites, unrelenting even if Seth's demeanor softened after shoving him. "...But this better be something worthwhile 'cause if you put your hands on me again, you're not walkin' outta here."

arm's reach isn't far enough to mistaken himself safe, and maybe that plays a part in why seth foregoes the pause in his approach. why he crosses every line he's ever drawn between him and jon in sand and mud and the blood he can still see in the beds of those familiarly choppy nails. watches teeth work away at it and skin in a tell older than this gulf they've been carelessly nursing for years. what looks so much smaller, now that he's waded into it. now that his feet can touch the bottom and what small difference there is in their height is hardly registered when his chin is lifted and dark eyes go steady.

" so, what ? " up close, he counts them. seth tallies all the new scars. he assesses the creases at the corner of a dangerously pale gaze and, for a moment, the anger slips. it's a flinch. it's the mask he wears for so many, sliding just an inch for a man that's seen the monster under it more times now than anyone. he shouldn't blame him for running away. for starting over. but he does. " you're just gonna act like that's it ? "

there are no clean slates left to tug-of-war between them. all pages are filled. the edges are frayed and what seth lacks in balled up fists, he makes up for in the sudden, forceful impact of irritated palms at a collar he would just as readily have snatched up and wrung. tugged closer. pulled until the only impact was between them and mox had nowhere to run but through him one last time. " well it's not ! "

another shove and his teeth are bared. this isn't what he came here for ! an ache in his back climbs the precarious ladder to his neck, situates there, and gains weight. it's the chain that pulls him back from the precipice.. from a fall with no end. and, suddenly, the hands that're raised show palms in another light. high to suggest seth's staggered into a want for a truce and not bloodshed. not skin under his nails or a sweat damp taste against his tongue. but he's still a liar. he wears the coat, its collar pulled high.

" ..i can't let that be it, alright ? i just wanna talk. "

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❛ is there anything you need? anything i can do for you? ❜ // 🥺👉👈 mary to mandy after the wwe let's her go.

There were plenty of things Mary could've done for her in that instant and as thoughtful as they were, none of them soothed the embarrassment she felt. Mandy remained sat at the kitchen island hugging the hot cup of coffee that she'd barely touched since she got the call. It takes her a few moments to respond to Mary's question due to her still processing emotions, but she can't help but just take a quick sip from her cup and shake her head, "I don't think anything will help right now, babe." She admits, placing the cup onto the counter and following up her words, "I knew it was coming, but it still sucks you know?"

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let’s go somewhere, just you and me.

priest and muse of choice.

Being wined and dined wasn't anything new to her. Ironically, however, Mandy wasn't in the mood to go anywhere... until his pressuring commenced, that is. Something about the gruffness in his voice mixed with the yearning in his eyes made her sing a different tune in a matter of seconds. "You really want to go somewhere with me that badly, huh?" She's in need of more persuasion as she sits up from the bed and drapes her arms around his broad shoulders, lingering a soft kiss on his cheek.

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receiver's muse has just heard of a disaster/emergency involving sender. they've called everyone they can think of. nobody has news.

send "voicemail" for an anxious voicemail receiver's muse leaves for sender

send "call back" for sender to finally have a means of contacting receiver (and receiver will pick up)

send "search" for receiver to find sender, potentially injured/still in danger, but at least they Have Each Other

send "danger" for receiver to find sender recklessly, and now sender and receiver are both in trouble, but at least they're together

send "reunion" for receiver to be there when sender comes to, safe and whole, and recovering well

or if it's sender who's just heard about receiver (reversed):

send "missed call" to see receiver listen to one of sender's worried voice messages

send "what happened" to learn what disaster/emergency it is that has got sender so worried

send "static" to see the ways receiver is trying to let sender know they're OK (and/or why those ways aren't working - broken comms, downed phonelines, etc)

send "location" to see where receiver is & what they're trying to do about it post-disaster: buried alive, trapped in a burning building, down in the amazon after a plane-related disaster, kidnapped, etc

send "collaboration" to see/meet NPC in receiver's life who will help sender to look for receiver. this is especially fun if it's an uneasy alliance etc

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🐝  *  ―  𝑬𝑴𝑷𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑻𝑰𝑪 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  i know how hard this is for you, but i'm here if you need anything.  ❜ ❛  you did everything you could.  ❜ ❛  honestly, it's impressive that you're still standing after everything that has happened.  ❜ ❛  you're allowed to feel sad about this.  ❜ ❛  i wish you'd told me sooner. you need me and i ... i'm so sorry.  ❜ ❛  i know you feel like giving up right now, but it's not gonna solve any of your problems.   ❜ ❛  i don't know how you do it. if it were me, i don't think i'd have been able to get out of bed today.  ❜ ❛  i would like to know what i can do to help.  ❜ ❛  it's totally natural you feel this way.  ❜ ❛  i feel for you. this sounds like an impossible situation.  ❜ ❛  i know it feels like no one understands, but i'm listening now.  ❜ ❛  is there anything you need? anything i can do for you?  ❜ ❛  if it were me, i'd be upset too.  ❜ ❛  come on, talk to me, please. i can hear it in your voice that something is wrong.  ❜ ❛  i'm sorry you are going through this. no one should ever have to go through something like that.  ❜ ❛  i can't even imagine the pain you must be in right now.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could make it better.  ❜ ❛  if you need someone to talk to, i'll listen.  ❜ ❛  thank you for trusting me with this. it really means a lot to me.  ❜ ❛  i understand how hard it is to talk about, but i promise you'll feel better after you've opened up to someone.  ❜ ❛  how are you feeling? do you need any help?  ❜ ❛  you are so brave, and i'm incredibly proud of you.  ❜ ❛  what do you need?  ❜ ❛  i'm here for you. no matter where or when i'll always be here for you.  ❜ ❛  i can't believe how strong you are, this must be taking everything out of you.  ❜ ❛  i don't know how you do it. how are you able to stay so strong when everything around you is falling apart?  ❜ ❛  this must be so confusing and frustrating for you, and i wish i could do more to help.  ❜ ❛  you're managing this so much better than i ever could.  ❜ ❛  i can't even begin to imagine how you must be feeling, this is just awful.  ❜ ❛  you have no idea just how many people are rooting for you.  ❜ ❛  you're so strong for everything you've been through.  ❜ ❛  i care about you, and i want to help you ... if you let me.  ❜ ❛  i'll make sure you'll never have to go through anything like this again.  ❜ ❛  i don't know how you feel, but i want you to know that i care about you and am here for you.  ❜ ❛  it's okay if you don't want to talk about it. maybe we can just sit here for a while instead.  ❜ ❛  you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. but i'm here for you when you decide you do.  ❜ ❛  whatever you need, i'm just one phone call away.  ❜ ❛  how are you holding up?  ❜ ❛  you're gonna get through this. i believe in you.  ❜ ❛  i promise you, it will get better after time.  ❜

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LOCATION  BASED  SMUT  PROMPTS

TRANSPORATION 

one muse gives the other oral while they drive. 

driver uses one hand to finger the other while on a long road trip.

muses join mile high club in an airplane restroom.

in an airplane one muse has to be quiet while the other muse plays with them in their seats.

muses tease each other in the back of a taxi cab on the way home. 

while driving home after a date,  they get too impatient and pull into a parking lot to have sex. 

while driving in the middle of a forest,  our muses pull onto the side of the road for sex. 

our muses are on a road trip but a thick fog forces them to take a break.  they have sex inside the car while waiting for it to clear. 

while at the drive in theater,  muses participate in foreplay. 

while at the drive in theater,  muses forego watching the movie to have sex. 

revenge sex in someone else’s car. 

sex in someone else’s car due to impatience and carelessness. 

a quickie while parallel parked on a busy road. 

in an empty train car while freighthopping. 

in a crowded bus,  one muse sitting in the others lap purposefully and subtly grinding to get them worked up. 

in a private jet,  on the way to a business trip. 

in a private jet,  on the way to a vacation spot. 

one muse masturbates while the other drives. 

driver instructs the passenger to touch themselves through guided masturbation. 

while one muse drives,  they describe what they want to do to the passenger who isn’t allowed to touch themselves. 

NATURE

sensual sex in a secluded meadow during a picnic. 

one muse holding the other up against a tree. 

in a cabin in the middle of a rainstorm late at night. 

in a cabin in the middle of a heavy snowstorm during the day. 

in the bed of a truck in front of hiking trails. 

in the bed of a truck while stargazing. 

a plateau overlooking the ocean on a cloudy day. 

one muse has been napping in a hammock and the other wakes them by beginning to finger them. 

muses get distracted from sunbathing and start to fool around by a poolside or lake. 

inside a gazebo while it rains. 

a little ways off from a hiking trail,  hidden by thick foliage. 

mutual masturbation while camping in a tent. 

beneath the shade of trees in the middle of an orchard. 

between rows in a vineyard. 

hidden away in the dead end of a hedge maze. 

PUBLIC

in a bar or restaurant,  one muse sneaks under table to eat out the other. 

in a bar or restaurant,  muses discuss in detail what they’re going to do to each other once they get home. 

inside the stall of restroom in a bar. 

inside a single bathroom of a place of service (restaurant,  store,  club etc.)

in a hotel room,  up against the window overlooking a busy city.

a quickie in a diner restroom before getting back on the road. 

up on a rooftop where no one is supposed to be. 

inside one muses’s office. 

inside a third party’s office they shouldn’t have access to. 

inside an empty church on a weekday. 

one muse fondling the other while they’re trying to shop. 

foreplay and teasing in the dressing room of a store. 

oral performed while hidden in a storage room or closet. 

inside an abandoned house. 

hushed sex while staying in the guest room of another’s home. 

in the middle of a park late at night. 

PRIVATE

on the floor,  in front of the fireplace to warm up after coming inside from winter storm. 

one muse on the bathroom counter while the other stands. 

in front of the bathroom mirror so they can watch themselves. 

to break in a new house or apartment,  boxes scattered about and furniture newly placed. 

bent over a table while something bakes in the oven. 

on the kitchen counter with half-eaten plates of breakfast forgotten. 

one muse spread out across the top of a grand piano,  pretty woman style. 

rushed and desperate,  messy on the couch because they were too impatient to even make it to the bedroom. 

one muse riding the other while the tv plays in the background,  movie forgotten entirely. 

on the balcony in early morning,  where neighbors might see,  but no one will likely look. 

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Jon can already feel the headache rolling in, nestling beyond tired, bloodshot eyes and a mind that wanders off far too often. It deepens with each step Seth takes, quickly reminding him why he kept a distance all this time. As nonchalant as Mox was being to his now unwelcomed company, he couldn't help but gnaw at his thumb. It was the only thing keeping him from lashing out and setting fire to a flame that was snuffed out years ago.

The way Seth says his name causes a snarl to emerge, dimples prominent as they always were at the slightest tug.. but it wasn't admiration. It was resentment for the Iowan. The verbal jests, the tone... all of it was a reminder of why he'd kept his distance. He is compelled by the idea of being a smartass, even if it'd make him no better... but this wasn't a race to see who could out-petty who. "And here I thought you and I were on the same page for once," There's a bit of excitement in his tone in hopes of getting Seth's hopes up only to let him down not even 2 seconds later. "Blocked your number 'bout... 4 years ago."

It wasn't a lie. He didn't need to resort to that, Seth on the other hand...

Jon's hands are at his sides, uncomfortably on the verge of balling up into a fist if need be. The smugness just permeates through the air with ease and Mox can't help but envision Seth going in for a hit. That same smugness rests on his face again as he leans into the Iowan with the intent of pressing his buttons as hard as he can, just to play into his little threat. "Traveling all this way, threatening to knock me on my ass?" Those fists that were at his sides are suddenly clutching at his chest in a heartwarming tone, even if it's all in a sarcastic manner. "And they say chivalry is dead." Chivalry might not be, but Seth would be if he tried to see his mediocre threat through.

Jon tempts him... finally, "You better make that hit fuckin' count."

He has a grating voice that never ceases to make Jon's body instinctively react, a physical manifestation of the emotional turmoil he feels whenever he's even in the same city as him and breathing the same oxygen. There's history embedded deep within both of them. History that Mox would much prefer to keep six feet under than even acknowledge, 'cause if he can't physically bury Seth, he can at least keep their history under lock and key. But that's easier said than done.

That grating voice becomes a familiar figure within his reach, admittedly trying to keep tabs on him. As if Mox was bound by a leash and collar, let alone being checked up on by someone as big of a turncoat as the Iowan was. Sure, they'd made amends here and there, but there was always a part of the Ohioan that never trusted him and never would, either. "Comin' allllllll this way and for what?" Not that Mox really gives a shit, but he was a simple man to entertain. "'cause I don't have the patience for your fuckin' woe-is-me shit."

despite what he claims, jon's always been equal parts bark and bite. because one can hurt just as sure as the other ( they both'd explored that concept ) and, in the face of snapping teeth, seth's unsure which he would rather contend with. if the reminder of their past and all the weight it carries is worth trudging through.. if he can untie an uncharacteristically knotted tongue long enough to try wading to begin with. up to his neck, he lets the thin spread of weak silence answer the harder question, first.

" —my woe-is-me shit.. right, " justifiably quiet, seth may as well've been talking to himself, jaw working and teeth sucked in the passive in-between where he'd have argued with anyone else. shouted till his own ears ached and then shouted some more to spite them. but he's tired. long days make for long nights make for long weeks and so-forth. four years can feel like twenty if you look at it the wrong way. if you tilt your head like he does now.. test the resiliency of a lower lip against teeth that bite in the absence of words.

this was a bad idea —— but when had anything to do with jon moxley been anything but ?

" i dunno, mox, " it's as foreign a word as it is spat up, slipped off his tongue. sighed out, it's as much of a betrayal as any well-swung chair could ever be. this wasn't how seth thought this would go. " wouldn't have had to come all this way if you'd just answered your damn phone. " the blame game is an old one, played long before the idea of brothers-in-arms.. and maybe that's cause for the bitterness that clings to the square of his shoulders, right up until they, like the rest of him, deflate. " this how it has to be ? cause if i have to knock you on your ass for a minute to friggin' talk to you, so be it. "