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starssayhello · 4 years

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Fireworks

Fandom: DC, Dick Grayson x reader

Word Count: 1k

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A/N: happy fourth of July, or as I like to call it, fireworks day :) this was not edited, so please excuse any mistakes

Summer nights in Gotham had a certain atmosphere, as if the city was holding its breath until morning came. Holidays made the tension immeasurably worse. When Dick arrived at your apartment just before 8 o’clock, you were surprised to say the least. The fact that he’d come at all - and on one of the most crime-filled nights of the year, nonetheless - caught you off-guard. His proposition only increased your uncertainty.

“B’s got the rest of ‘em patrolling tonight,” he explained briefly.

You furrowed your eyebrows. “What about Bludhaven?” Dick waved you off, simply grabbing your jean jacket from the closet and snagging your keys. Out front of your apartment sat the blue motorcycle. The subtle bat logo stuck on the fender flashed in the streetlight as you took the helmet from Dick. Safety first was the only condition Bruce had for allowing you on the bike. If anything happened to you, he didn’t think he could forgive himself. You were practically a daughter to him, and the only reason you weren’t officially part of the family was because Dick was too chicken to man up and ask you out.

Not that you minded. You had a good thing going, you and Dick, and you didn’t want to risk that with unrequited feelings. And why bother ruining something that was perfect?

No matter how many times you approached, Wayne Manor always took your breath away. The beautiful architecture was unparalleled to anything else in Gotham, and your creator’s heart skipped a beat at the newly beautified gardens. Dick had taken it upon himself to give Alfred a garden the old man always dreamed of. One of the many reasons you found yourself irrevocably in love with the little orphan boy you watched grow into a man. He lit up fireworks in your heart, and you were unable to do anything about it.

Dick kicked down the stand of his motorcycle after killing the engine and pulled his helmet off. Shaking out his hair as he got off the bike, you were caught in a trance, mesmerized by his effortlessly handsome appearance. He held out a hand to help you off the bike, steadying you by the waist as you stumbled a bit on the concrete. “C’mon, thought of a great spot this year.” Rather than leading you around the manor to the backyard gazebo, Dick walked you right up the steps and through the front door. You were surprised to say the least. Normally, you and his family sat on pillows around the fire pit as you watched the fireworks. You figured Dick had planned to keep the tradition, despite his family’s glaringly obvious absence.

Ever one for secretiveness, Dick covered your eyes and led you through the mansion. “Watch your step,” he mumbled over and over, seconds before your would-be meetings with the floor. “Stairs.” Not a moment later did you feel the first step against your toe. It only took seven uncertain foot placements for Dick to groan and throw you over his shoulder.

“Hey,” you protested. “Put me down, idiot.”

“You’re going too slow. We’re going to miss the show.” You were now able to see that you were on the staircase leading to the highest peak of the house.

“Yeah, well maybe if you hadn’t covered my eyes, we would be there already.” Dick snorted, dropping you to your feet at the top of the stairs. He led you down a side hall with a window at the end. Shoving the window up, Dick expertly popped the screen out of place and dropped out the window.

“Dick!�� You ran forward, a spike of fear flashing through you, only to see him comfortably crouched on the peak of the lower roof.

He jerked his head, waving for you to follow. “I’ll catch you. Promise.” And he did. If you didn’t trust him so much, you wouldn’t have jumped in the first place, but knowing he spent hours of his life jumping from rooftops and balconies in the city reassured you in the oddest sense.

You got comfy just as the fireworks started. Hosted and paid for by Wayne Enterprises, the fireworks shot off from South Channel Island over the Queen River. The perfect view from the manor.

The reds and oranges lighting up the sky sparkled against the stars, and the echoing bangs ricocheted over the Palisades to your spot on the roof. Sighing, you leaned into Dick’s side, resting your head on his shoulder. His arm found its way around your shoulders, and you scooched closer, savoring his warmth against the chilly night breeze.

The two of you rested in the peacefulness of the night, eyes glowing with every burst of light. Unconsciously, you started humming “Firework” by Katy Perry, and unbeknownst to you, Dick saw that as the perfect opportunity. He pulled away from you suddenly, and you sat up, startled.

You asked, “What is it?” Dick smiled softly, his eyes reflecting the sky’s bright colors in the most magnificent way. His thumb brushed over your cheek softly, and your breath caught in your throat. Eyes dropping to your lips, Dick leaned in ever so slightly. It drove you insane, wanting him to make the first move but seeing every bit of his hesitation. His realization that he had already potentially ruined everything between you won over, and he smashed his lips into yours. Again, fireworks shot into the sky, matching the ecstasy exploding in your heart.

The kiss was rough and gentle, soft and hungry. It pushed every logical thought from your mind, and you were ensnared in a net of overwhelming happiness and contentment. Dick’s hands held your face impossibly close as your fingers clung to his shirt. You never wanted to part, the moment too precious, too long-awaited, to let slip through your fingers. When you ran out of air, Dick pulled back, just barely, letting your lips brush and your foreheads pressed together.

“That was…”

“Incredible?”

“I was going to say exhilarating.”

You laughed. “That works too.”

Dick kissed you once more, briefly, and said, “Happy fourth, Y/n/n.” You pressed a kiss to his cheek before snuggling back into his side.

“Happy fourth, Dickie.”

In the sky, fireworks continued to light up the night, shimmering and sparkling, a reflection of every emotion you felt in that moment.

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starssayhello · 4 years

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Hi caroline! First of all, Congratulations 🎆🎉 second of all may I bug you for an Edmund x reader (for your celebration) with “If you love two people at the same time, choose the second because if you really loved the first one, you wouldn’t have fallen for the second.”?Love you!!

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Two Loves, One Heart

Fandom: Narnia, Edmund Pevensie x reader

Word Count: 1.2k

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@finnofamerica asked: Hi caroline! First of all, Congratulations 🎆🎉 second of all may I bug you for an Edmund x reader (for your celebration) with “If you love two people at the same time, choose the second because if you really loved the first one, you wouldn’t have fallen for the second.”?Love you!!

A/N: this was fun :)

Your mother always said, “If you love two people at the same time, choose the second because if you really loved the first one, you wouldn’t have fallen for the second.” While at the time it seemed to be good advice, you couldn’t help but think that her reasoning was a bit flawed. Now, however, you weren’t so sure.

You had been in a happy relationship with James for years now. The two of you grew up together, childhood best friends and neighbors. Your mothers always hoped the two of you would get together some day. And eventually you did. Being separated during the evacuations of London was tough on the two of you. You were both sent to places on the opposite ends of Britain, and it was the longest summer of your life. At your fifteenth birthday party, James kissed your cheek, and you began to see him in a slightly different way. At sixteen, you gave James a real kiss. You weren’t officially together, but everyone knew James loved you. You’re pretty sure you loved him too, yet sitting here with Edmund, you felt things you never felt with James.

A year at Professor Kirke's house with the Pevensies gave you the adventures you'd always dreamed of. Edmund and you became fast friends, being the closest in age. When you and the Pevensies went to Narnia, you became part of their family, so of course, going back to life in London was a huge adjustment. The four of them kept in touch with letters, but it wasn't the same. You still missed them immensely.

During your weekly trip into the city, you never expected to come in contact with the Pevensies. Yet there you were in line to purchase your train ticket home when you heard someone call your name.

“Y/n!” You spun around and your eyes landed on a tall dark-haired boy walking towards you.

“Edmund!” You nearly dropped your bag as you ran over and threw your arms around him in a hug. “How are you? How are your siblings?”

He grinned and looked over to the other end of the station where the three other Pevensie siblings stood smiling. Edmund took your hand, a habit the two of you developed over your years in Narnia, and pulled you over to the others. “Y/n!” Lucy exclaimed, hugging you tightly. Many hugs were exchanged between the five of you and eventually, you made your way out of the station to a little park nearby. You figured your mother could live without you for another hour or two, and if she bothered to ask, you would tell her who you ran into.

It had been nearly a year and a half since last seeing the Pevensies. After returning to Narnia with them and reclaiming the land from the Telmarines, you and the Pevensies were once again separated. You kept in touch through letters, but it wasn’t the same. You lived with them for fifteen years, and not a day went by where you didn’t gossip with Susan, play games with Lucy, discuss life with Peter, or tease Edmund. Coming back to England left a hole in your heart.

The five of you talked for hours and hours, and it was only when the sun began to set that you realized how late it had gotten. “Look at that, it’s nearly sunset,” Susan commented.

“Never quite as beautiful as a Narnian sunset, are they?” Edmund nudged your shoulder, grinning. You shook your head in agreement. Many evenings found you and Edmund sitting on the western balcony of Cair Paravel waiting for the sunset. Now, every night you watched it out the window of your bedroom, you couldn’t help but imagine where Edmund was, if he was watching the sunset, thinking about you the way you thought about him.

You sighed as you looked at the time on your watch. “I better head home now. I’m sure Mum’s worried sick about me.” Peter chuckled.

“Us, too. Mum told us to be back before dark.” The five of you rose to your feet, brushing the dirt and grass from your pants and skirts.

“It was great to see you, Y/n,” Susan told you. “You’ll have to come to the city more often to visit.”

You nodded, your eyes catching on Edmund’s soft smile. “I come every Thursday. You’ll just have to come by the station so we can spend the day together.”

"That sounds wonderful." Lucy pulled everyone into a hug.

They walked you back to the station, Edmund holding your hand the entire way.

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“James, we need to talk.” You knew those words never led to anything good, so you figured you might as well get it over with. After stewing for a few days about your encounter with the Pevensies, particularly Edmund, you realized that it wasn’t fair to James to continue your relationship. Not that there really was one to begin with, but it still felt wrong to continue leading him on when your heart belonged to someone else.

He sighed, moving over on the bench to allow you to sit. You had asked him to meet you at the park, a neutral area that left little room for negotiation since you could walk away at any moment. “I already know what you’re going to say, Y/n.”

“You do?”

James nodded. “You don’t think I’m right for you anymore.” You sat in silence for a moment, pondering his words. Slowly, you nodded. “It’s alright. I understand.” He stood up and offered you a hand. Pulling you into a hug, he whispered to you, “He’s a lucky guy.” Then James walked off, leaving you alone on the bench.

That night, you wrote to Edmund asking him to meet you at the station next Thursday. Please come alone, you requested. As much as you loved his siblings, this was a conversation you needed to have in private with Edmund.

Thursday morning rolled around quicker than you hoped, and suddenly, you found yourself on the train to London without a clue of what to say to Edmund. Thankfully, the words came easy once you found yourself standing in front of him.

“I ended things...with James.”

Edmund tilted his head, confusion written on his face. “Why?” You sighed, taking his hand and pulling him to a nearby bench.

“My mum always told me that if you love two people at the same time, choose the second because if you really loved the first one, you wouldn’t have fallen for the second. I did love James...once. Not anymore, though. Someone else has taken my heart, and I don’t want to take it back from them.” You looked up at Edmund, e/c eyes meeting his rich brown ones. “I don’t love James anymore because...because I love you, Edmund.”

Edmund’s eyes widened, his lips parting in surprise. Then the biggest smile you had ever seen spread across his face. “I love you, too, Y/n.” You let out a happy gasp as his hands reached up to cup your face, and he pulled your lips to his.

The kiss was slow and sweet. You didn’t need to rush because you knew in that moment that Edmund wouldn’t be going anywhere anytime soon. Your fingers wrapped around his tie, pulling him closer. When your lips finally parted, Edmund pressed his forehead to yours, eyes partly closed, a soft smile on his face.

“That was wonderful,” he murmured. You nodded, a grin falling over your mouth.

“I love you, Ed.”

“I love you, Y/n. I’m glad your heart chose me.”

A/N: sorry for the lame ending, I had no clue how to finish it.

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starssayhello · 4 years

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to the anon who requested peter hale with prompt 1: thank you. i am having so much fun writing it and i actually just finished rewatching season 2 so i was very happy to get that in my inbox. please send more if you want any other prompts. ily

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starssayhello · 4 years

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You’re an amazingly talented writer! Pass this along to 10 writers you admire to spread around the love! 💛💛💛💛💛

Finn I love you 💙

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Milkshakes, Giggles, and Forehead Kisses - Jason Todd x reader

Fandom: DC

Word Count: 1.3k

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A/N: a little something I wrote up for @beskarjedi about a week ago. Hope you all like it :)

He always scowled these days. Not that you blamed him, but still. You missed his smile. You missed his laugh. And not the one that he barked out in an attempt to please you after you said something stupid to get a reaction out of him. His real laugh.

Oh how he hated his real laugh. It was more of a giggle, really. Few had ever heard it. You would never expect such a high-pitched noise to come from a man with such a deep voice. Yet here you were.

It was Friday night movie night. Jason was supposed to be on patrol, yet he decided the night off was worth it since it meant getting to watch you fall asleep in his arms for once. To him, that was worth it. You were worth it.

When he got back from the fast food joint down the street from your apartment, he found you kneeling in front of the tiny corner bookshelf flipping through DVDs. “Find anything good?” If he wasn’t trained to observe the slightest change in body language, he wouldn’t have noticed how your back muscles relaxed at the sound of his voice. Of course, he knew you felt safer when he was around, you’d told him so yourself, but it was still a nice visible reminder to see you physically relax in his presence.

“How ‘bout Princess Bride?” You glanced over your shoulder to find him bending over the small coffee table and arranging your food. Your eyes caught on the strain of his pants over his rear end, accentuating the clearly defined, yet well-hidden, muscles. He snickered at your stare, and you immediately snapped your eyes back to the shelf as he answered.

“Didn’t we watch that a month ago?” He fell back on the couch, propping his feet up on the table while being careful not to crush the food.

You shrugged. “It’s a good movie.” Jason rolled his eyes before gesturing to the TV. Once the movie was set up, you weaved your way over to the couch and dropped down next to him. His arm immediately found your waist and pulled you closer, so close you were almost on top of him. Not that either of you minded.

He was so engrossed in the movie that he obviously had no realization that his face had fallen into the familiar scowl you hated so much. It’s like it had permanent residence on his face. You took the opportunity of his distraction to rub your thumb over his lip, catching the extra ketchup that had slipped out of his burger. A flash of a smile flew across his face, but it was barely a second. That’s when you had an idea.

Jason was usually quite protective of his food. The guy chowed down three meals-worth of food in the time it took you to eat one. So stealing his half-melted milkshake was a big no-no. Which only made it the prime object of opportunity.

It was a three step plan. Of course, those three steps had to happen within a minute of each other, but that was beside the point.

Step one: move out of Jason’s hold so as to have the best possible chance of running. Success. Step two: rearrange the contents sitting on the table so as to bring his milkshake closer. Under the ruse of cleaning the trash up and stuffing it into the empty bags, you managed to slide his milkshake to the coaster directly in front of you. Now, time for the two part step three. Grab the milkshake and run.

The movie continued playing with Jason’s eyes glued to the screen while your hand inched closer and closer to the styrofoam cup. You knew one of Jason’s favorite parts was coming up, so as he settled back to watch carefully, you took your chance.

You weren’t fast by any means, but Jason was so exhausted at this point in the week that you were up and halfway down the hallway to your bedroom by the time he caught you.

One minute you were practically skipping down the hallway and the next you were pushed against the wall with your (much taller) boyfriend pinning you with his body.

“Y/n.” He tried to make his voice sound stern, but he could never accomplish that tone with you no matter how hard he tried.

“Yes, Jay?” The smile on your lips made him chuckle as he wrestled your arm to the wall and quickly pulled the cup from your hand.

“I believe this,” he put his lips around the straw, sucking up some of the delicious chocolate flavor, “belongs to me.” His face was so close, all you had to do was tilt your head up a tiny bit more to kiss him. So you did. His lips tasted like chocolate and salt, the best combination of fast food tastes in your opinion. Your fingers found their way to his hair, pulling his head impossibly closer. You were vaguely aware of the movie continuing to play in the other room, but in that moment neither of you cared. You hadn’t gotten to kiss him like this in what felt like forever. The soft tenderness of his lips as they fit perfectly to yours, his hand holding your body close to his, the solidness of the wall behind you keeping you grounded to reality. You didn’t want it to end, but what came after was so much better. When he broke the kiss and moved back to look at you, his eyes were smiling, even though the rest of his face didn’t match suit. He took your hand and led you back to the couch, pulling you onto his lap.

A few minutes after settling, you asked, “So does this mean I get some of your milkshake now?” Jason didn’t respond for a second, but then he started to laugh. His real laugh. It was definitely a sight to see a man of 6’2 practically giggling next to you over probably the stupidest thing you had asked all day. He was happy though, and that made you happy, so you laughed with him. The smile that lit up his face was the most beautiful thing you had seen in what felt like years, and you hoped you would get to see it again soon.

When Jason had laughed long enough that you both forgot what was funny in the first place, he handed you his milkshake. Yeah, this is how you wanted to spend every night.

Hours later, when the time on the clock didn’t even matter because it was already way past bedtime, you stirred slightly, twisting around to get more comfortable. The end credits of some foreign film rolled across the screen, and the man next to you was out like a light, head leaned awkwardly against the back of the couch. You reached around Jason to grab the remote and turn the TV off. The street lights from outside shone through the curtains enough that you could find your way to the blanket collection in the corner and draw one out of the pile. There was no way you would be able to move your boyfriend from his spot on the couch to your bed, so you might as well make him comfy where he was. With the blanket tucked around him and his midnight-black bangs falling over his eyes, you smiled at him, taking a mental picture to remember forever. Leaning forward, you brushed his bangs away from his forehead and pressed a kiss to the soft skin there. In his sleep, Jason’s lips turned up into a sweet smile, erasing all traces of the usual scowl you saw during the day. This was what you loved most about him. The vulnerability he allowed you to witness. Seeing him like this made you forget all of the horrible things he had ever done. You wished it would be like this forever.

Turning back from the hallway to your bedroom, you gave him one last gaze, smiling at the faint grin still etched across his face.

“Goodnight, Jay.”

A/N: This is the first DC fic I’ve ever posted please be nice to her

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starssayhello · 4 years

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Do you write for every character in your fandom list or are there some you don't like?😊

Great question anon! I will write for most characters from each fandom listed. If you have specific characters you are wondering about, you are always more than welcome to ask :)

I will say that the few I can think of off the top of my head that I do not write for are Severus Snape, Tom Riddle, Thor, Bruce Banner, and Tim Drake. Idk if any of those answer your question but like I said, you are always welcome to ask if I write for a specific character!

#fandom list #character list

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starssayhello · 4 years

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This blog has reached 200+ followers which means….celebration time!!

I am celebrating 200 followers with a writing-themed celebration.

Please read the rules below before submitting anything. If the rules are not followed, your request will be deleted and ignored.

Must be following this blog

Must reblog this post (likes do not count)

Must follow all guidelines for submitting prompts (it’s not hard, just read below)

Optional: suggest some new fandoms for me to add to my fandom list (will only be added if I am knowledgeable about that fandom)

Optional: recommend some blogs for me and others to check out (you may recommend yourself)

Guidelines

Pick one (1) prompt from this list

Pick one (1) character from any of these fandoms*

Send me the number of the prompt and character via an ask

Optional: specify if you want the relationship to be platonic, romantic, etc.

Done!

Please limit your requests to no more than 3 per day. Also, please take notice of the first asterisk below.

What I will give you: A reader-insert drabble or one-shot** based on the prompt and character combination

Drabbles - up to 500 words

One-shot - upwards of 500 words

*If I do not feel skilled to write for a certain character or do not enjoy writing for that character, I reserve the right to deny your request. However, you can send me the same prompt with a different character from this fandom should this happen. You may do this as many times as you want.

**Whether it is a drabble or one-shot is completely up to my discretion and depends on how much the request inspires me.

What these will NOT include

Personalization of any sort - ie. no personal names, main character will be Y/n only, no physical descriptions, reader will be as generalized as I can make it

Smut - I do not write smut ever!!

Romantic female pairings - I do not feel able or comfortable writing romance for a female character x reader. Platonic requests with female characters are of course accepted and encouraged.

Thank you so much for following me! I hope you participate :)

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starssayhello · 4 years

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200+ Prompts

“And here I thought that you’d keep your promises for once.”

“Apology accepted. Trust denied.”

“Are you done? Can you act like an adult now?”

“Are you happy now? Huh? DOES THIS MAKE YOU HAPPY?!”

“Bill Nye couldn’t even help you.”

“But I can’t draw!”

“But you promised…”

“C’mere, you can sit in my lap until I’m done working.”

“C’mon, you need a reason to get out of here and I have one.”

“Can I at least buy you a coffee? For old times’ sake.”

“Can I kiss you?”

“Can I take a picture of you?”

“Can we please pretend I never said that?”

“Can you explain why my phone is up there?”

“Chin up, princess, or the crown slips.”

“Chocolate comes from cocoa which is a tree. A tree is a plant. Therefore, chocolate is a salad.”

“Come back to me.”

“Could you turn it down? A bit? Maybe?”

“Crushing hard, huh?”

“Did it ever occur to you that you’re hurting me too?”

“Did you do all this… for me?”

“Did you just go throw up?”

“Did you really think I’d leave without a kiss?”

“Do I look like I’ve moved on?”

“Do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.”

“Do you think you can just walk away from this?”

“Do you… maybe, want to go to grab a coffee with me sometime?”

“Don’t look at me like that.”

“Don’t you ever do that again.”

“Don’t look away when I’m talking to you! Don’t you dare do that!”

“Everything is funny as long as it’s happening to someone else.”

“Everything is okay now, I’m here, I’m here.”

“Everything we had is no longer there.”

“Fine. If this is how it’s gonna be, then fine. I’m leaving you.”

“Get out of here! This is my hiding spot!”

“Goodbye. Don’t come back.”

“He/She did it.” “No, he/she did.”

“Hey, I know you’re hurting… but, you’re not alone, okay?”

“How can I go forward when I don’t know which way I’m facing?”

“How dare you stand there and tell me you still love me?”

“I am the type of person that will sit in the bathroom and cry, but then walk out like nothing ever happened.”

“I am who I am. I’m weird, I run into things, I spill food, I trip, I laugh about random and stupid stuff. But I like it that way.”

“I can do this all day.”

“I can never catch a break.”

“I can’t believe I didn’t see that coming.”

“I can’t believe you dragged me into this.”

“I can’t do this anymore… not with you.”

“I can’t move on, and I don’t want to.”

“I can’t take the loneliness anymore.”

“I cooked for us! Or tried to cook…”

“I could be your reason to stay.”

“I didn’t know you’re ticklish… this is going to be fun.”

“I don’t know what looks better: you or those shorts.”

“I don’t know what’s wrong, okay? I’m just… really tired.”

“I don’t need help! I just want the pain to stop!”

“I don’t remember a fight or a reason, so what happened? Why did we break up?”

“I don’t want him/her. I want you.”

“I don’t want to be saved.”

“I don’t want to feel anything anymore.”

“I failed you. I failed everyone.”

“I feel like there’s nothing waiting for me anymore.”

“I gave you your chance, and you just used it to stab me in the back.”

“I hate you! I’m sorry it took me so damn long to realize that.”

“I have a feeling we should kiss.”

“I honestly want to set you on fire right now.”

“I hope someday you get a taste of your own medicine.”

“I hope you die out there.”

“I hope you grow up one day. But I’m not going to be there to see it.”

“I hope you realize how much pain you’ve caused me.”

“I just wanna lay in your arms for the rest of my life.”

“I just wanted to hear your voice.”

“I know I’ve kissed you like, ten times, but just like another ten, please.”

“I know this isn’t very romantic, but…” “It’s romantic enough for me.”

“I look like I shouldn’t even be standing next to you.”

“I love sarcasm. It’s like punching people in the face, but with words.”

“I love you, but I wish I didn’t.”

“I love you. I’m old, I’m selfish, and I really, really love you.”

“I might be having feelings for you. I’ve had them for a while.” “Yeah right.” “I’m serious.”

“I never loved you.”

“I order you not to go!”

“I really like you! Uh… I didn’t mean to blurt it out like that.”

“I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror…”

“I saw a shooting star and I thought of you.”

“I saw that. You just checked me out.”

“I still remember the way you tasted.”

“I think about you all the time, it’s freaking annoying.”

“I think I might be falling in love with you.”

“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

“I tried to move on, but nobody is you.”

“I vote today to be a pajama day.”

“I wanna fall in love with you and no one else.”

“I was an idiot to ever trust you.”

“I was there… and I didn’t do anything. I’m never forgiving myself for that.”

“I was willing to stay here with you until the end, but it was you who told me to stay away.”

“I wish I can ignore you like you ignore me.”

“I wish I could hurt you the way you hurt me. But I know that if I had the chance, I wouldn’t do it.”

“I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm and I didn’t want to wake you.”

“I’m done trying to help you!”

“I’m fine. Stop asking.”

“I’m gonna hit you.” “What?” “Ugh, that came out wrong.”

“I’m not going to leave you. You’re never going to have to suffer by yourself again, I promise.”

“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”

“I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s wrong, and don’t try lying to me.”

“I’m not like everyone else, you deserve someone better.” “There isn’t anyone better for me than you.”

“I’m not the person you want in your life.” “Yes, you are.”

“I’m not yelling, I’m discussing with you with a loud voice!”

“I’m okay. I’m perfectly fine. Yeah… okay, I’m not fine.”

“I’m sorry for all that pain I’ve caused.”

“I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression.”

“I’ve been alone for so long…”

“I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is someone to cuddle with…”

“If I could, I would kiss away all of your scars.”

“If this is love, I don’t want it.”

“If you go then I’ll have no one, so… please don’t go.”

“If you love two people at the same time, choose the second because if you really loved the first one, you wouldn’t have fallen for the second.”

“If you ran like your mouth, you’d be in good shape.”

“If you wait for tomorrow, tomorrow is coming. If you don’t wait for tomorrow, tomorrow is still coming.”

“I’m gonna end up breaking your little heart in two.”

“I’m not sorry. You wanna know why? It’s because I want you, and I want you all to myself.”

“I’m shy at first, but I do the stupidest things when I get comfortable with someone.”

“I’m sick of being alone all the time.”

“Is that a good feeling or a bad feeling?”

“Is this Heaven?” “More like Hell.”

“Is this how little you think of me?”

“Is this the end?”

“Isn’t that why I married you?”

“It feels like everyone just forgot I exist.”

“It was you who broke our promise.”

“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

“It’s midnight! Where the hell were you?”

“It’s none of your business.” “It’s my business if you cry because of me.”

“It’s not a double date. We’re just third and fourth wheeling.”

“It’s not bad to cry. In fact, I think it makes a person stronger.”

“It’s time you got to know how it feels to be betrayed.”

“It’s too late for you to be out by yourself.”

“It’s true. I’ve loved you ever since I got to know you - and even if you don’t feel the same, I’m willing to accept it.”

“It’s you and me against the world, babe.”

“It’s a horrible world we live in.”

“It’s because I’m too selfish with you.”

“Just pretend to be my date.”

“Just remember, if we get in trouble, you’re deaf and I don’t speak English.”

“Leave. I don’t want you here.”

“Let go.” “I can’t.”

“Look, I know we don’t know each other that well, but I’m still worried about you. No one deserves to be alone.”

“Maybe I’m meant to be alone.”

“Mmm… you’re warm.”

“My world was black before you came into it.”

“No no–it’s alright, come here.”

“No, I’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.”

“No, nooope. I won’t do it. Nope.”

“No, you can’t get up! You’re my prisoner for today.”

“No, you don’t have the right to come back to me and pretend that everything is okay again!”

“Not that song, turn it off now!”

“People change. And I’m not who I was before. I’m sorry for what I did.”

“Please just look at me – really look at me.”

“Please talk to me about it.”

“Please! Leave me alone!”

“Please, stop pretending to care about me when I know you don’t.”

“Quick, pretend you’re talking to me.”

“Quit looking at me with that stupid expression. You’re pissing me off.”

“She saved everyone but couldn’t save herself.”

“Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was really.”

“Shh, you’re safe. I won’t let you go.”

“So, I was driving past a pet store and couldn’t help but wonder how cute an animal would be like in our home…”

“So, tell me when you’re gonna let me in.”

“Some people just need a high-five. In the face. With a chair.”

“Someone needs to train that mouth of yours before it gets you into trouble.”

“Sorry doesn’t fix everything.”

“Stay here with me.”

“Stop pushing me away.”

“Stop snoring! You sound like a chain saw.”

“Technically, I’m single. But my heart is taken by someone I can’t have.”

“Tell me I’m wrong. Just say it.”

“That’s a horrible idea…let’s do it.”

“There’s no one else to blame anymore, you made sure of it. It’s all on you now.”

“There’s three of us; choose one.”

“This is my nightmare.”

“This is the place we first met. And now here we are, years later.”

“This stops now.”

“Try not to fall again, sweetheart.”

“Try not to fall this time.”

“Wait, did you just call me cute?”

“Wait, who?”

“Walk it off.”

“Wanna, like–I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch. Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?”

“We don’t all get what we want.”

“We’re so different…yet so similar in such confusing ways.”

“Were you ever going to tell me?”

“What are you doing?” “Showing you how much I love you.”

“What if I told you that there’s a surprise for you outside?”

“What if I’m in too many pieces now to fix myself again?”

“What the hell is your problem?!”

“When the world comes crashing down, who’s ready to party?”

“Whenever I see that smile…everything around me disappears…and I suddenly feel free.”

��Why do you laugh every time I kiss you?”

“Why do you run away from your problems all the time?”

“Why? Why are you being… so nice to me? I can’t understand. I can’t understand! I just can’t understand… “

“Will you just stop and look at me for a second?”

“Will you make me happy forever?”

“Wow, a great idea, but I’d rather die.”

“Wow, you’re hot.”

“Yeah, well, I shut everybody out. Don’t take it personally. It’s just easier.”

“You appreciate some people only after they’re gone.”

“You aren’t supposed to laugh! I’m embarrassed!”

“You can’t just lose your temper like this every time you get a bit upset!”

“You can’t keep it all inside, you know? Bottling it up won’t do any good.”

“You can’t leave me… not you.”

“You can’t open the story of my life and go to page 738 and think you know me.”

“You didn’t call. You didn’t text. Nothing.”

“You disgust me.”

“You guys are yelling, and I want ice cream!”

“You have something in your hair… um–do you want me to get it out?”

“You have to tell me why we’re committing a felony before we do it. Not that that’s going to stop us, but at least I’ll have all the facts.”

“You know how you can smack something to get it to work? I wish I can do that to people.”

“You know I’ll kill him if he hurts you.”

“You know I’m/we’re always here for you, right?”

“You left me!”

“You left your shirt at my house. It’s mine now.”

“You lost your chance.”

“You made me this way.”

“You said you’d always be there for me… so how did this happen? Why weren’t you there?”

“You seem like a friendly face, mind if I sit with you?”

“You think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move?”

“You were always on my mind.”

“You were never there for me.”

“You’re being shy with me, aren’t you…”? “No, I’m not!” “Yes, you are!”

“You’re cute when you try not to blush.”

“You’re hiding under that blanket because you’re blushing?”

“You’re jealous, aren’t you?” “I’m not jealous.”

“You’re just not the same anymore…”

“You’re not worth it.”

“You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this…”

“You’re so warm…” “You’re so cold.” “Mmh, that’s why I like your warmth.”

“You’re special to me.”

“You’re the first person who has understood me.”

“You’re the perfect combination of sexy and cute.”

“Your forehead has sauce on it.”

“Your lips are so soft. I could kiss them all day.”

“You’re so infuriating!”

A number of these prompts come from the amazing @swanimagines. Go check out her writing because she’s got some great works!! Other prompts came from various prompt lists across Tumblr so credit to those who created them.

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