first kiss prompts
'' you sure you wanna do this? ''
'' we can take things slow. ''
'' you're the best first kiss i've ever had. ''
'' i'm quite nervous. ''
'' you're doing good. ''
'' close your eyes. ''
'' i've never done this before. ''
'' i want [our first kiss] to be special. ''
'' no pressure or anything. ''
'' i thought [the kiss] was great. not that i have much to compare to. ''
'' wanna practice? ''
'' just get it over with. i'm tired of not knowing what it feels like. ''
'' i'm gonna remember this for a while. ''
'' i like kissing you. ''
'' that... was terrible. sorry. ''
'' do you wanna make out? ''
'' i really want to kiss you right now. ''
'' kiss me and you'll find out. ''
'' permission to lean in? '' '' permission granted. ''
'' i'm not a delicate flower. kiss me like you mean it. ''
'' if anybody were to kiss me... i would want that person to be you. ''
'' i've been wanting to kiss you for a while. ''
'' teach me how to do it. ''
'' are you nervous? ''
'' i don't want you to be disappointed. ''
'' can i get another one? ''
'' why don't you come inside? ''
'' i haven't mastered the art of kissing yet. ''
'' you're a great kisser. ''
'' teach me. ''
'' is there such a thing as love at first kiss? ''
'' kiss me again, but don't stop this time. ''
'' can i kiss you? ''
'' wanna go slow? ''
'' if you're uncomfortable, or think it's too much, pull away. ''
'' i love it when you kiss me. ''
'' it's important that you're comfortable. ''
'' it's cute, this thing you're doing. '' '' being all nervous? ''
'' how far do you wanna go tonight? ''
'' i can't have my first kiss be with some stranger, so could you please practice with me? ''
'' i don't want your first kiss to be terrible. ''
'' you've never kissed anyone before? ''
'' you're going to have to guide me through this. ''
'' do i just... close my eyes and lean in? ''
'' [our first kiss] is going to be magical. ''
'' of course i want to kiss you. ''
'' you just can't help yourself, can you? ''
'' kiss me. ''
'' i would love to kiss you, actually. ''
'' you mean—you and me? kissing? ''
'' and right now, i think you should kiss me. ''
'' this is nerve-racking! ''
'' did i do good? ''
'' you did wonderful. can't wait to do it again. ''
'' did we just kiss? ''
'' you kissed me first. '' '' i definitely didn't. ''
'' we don't have to do this if you don't want to. ''
'' you were literally all over me. not that i mind. ''
'' why won't you come here for a second? ''
'' don't speak. just kiss me. ''
'' come kiss me. ''
'' did you enjoy it? ''
'' how was it? ''
'' can we do it again? ''
'' holy shit—that was awesome! ''
'' kiss me again. ''
'' oh. my. god. ''
'' you should call me sometime. ''
'' that was pretty nice. ''
'' wow... that was unexpected. ''
'' pretty nice, huh? ''
'' one of us should probably say something. ''
'' you're blushing. '' '' i know. ''
P.S. these are not mine. I found them on a deactivated blog, and I was unable to reblog. But I really want them to be sharable, so here they are. Enjoy, use, tag me in your creations.
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fool’s oil
for @steddiemicrofic prompt ‘fool’
rated t | no cw | tags: future fic, flirting, open ending but implied getting together
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It’s been a while since Steve has had to worry about taking care of a car. When he moved to Chicago with Robin, they agreed to sell his BMW for extra money. They’d be taking the metro or walking everywhere anyway.
But after graduation, Robin took a job offer in Indianapolis, and where Robin goes, Steve goes.
He managed to find a decent used car when he found his studio apartment, and after the initial hit to his bank account, he found a pretty decent job that helped him get back to a somewhat comfortable balance.
The chaos of moving had been more of a distraction than he anticipated. Settling into his new job as a first grade teacher, unpacking, catching up with Joyce and Hopper, had made him forget that cars do require maintenance.
The guy at the front desk of this mechanic shop wasn’t too thrilled about seeing him as soon as the door opened.
“What’s the hurry for an oil change?” He asked.
“It’s nearly 8000 miles past due,” Steve admitted.
“How did that happen?”
Steve didn’t like his tone.
“My whole family died in a fire.”
The guy backed up and at least looked apologetic, even if Steve was lying through his teeth.
“Well, you’re first to go back so it shouldn’t take too long, man. Our head mechanic just walked in.”
Steve nodded and walked to the seat by the window, watching as a guy with long, curly hair shoved it up into a ponytail and turned on a radio in the shop.
He leaned his head back and sighed.
Maybe he could convince Robin to move back to a big city in a few years. He forgot how much he hated the maintenance involved with owning things.
He was startled by a hand on his shoulder and a familiar voice in his ear.
“So you’re the fool who forgot about oil changes because his family died in a fire?” Eddie Munson’s smirk was just as annoyingly attractive as it had been four years ago in Hawkins.
“Eddie? What the hell are you doing here?” Steve laughed and stood up to give him a hug.
“I’m working. What are you doing here? Thought you were in Chicago.”
“I was. Robin got a job here and I came back with her,” Steve couldn’t look away from him.
Eddie had always been hot, Steve had always pretended he wasn’t.
But now he was having trouble remembering why he pretended.
“So you’re here in Indy?”
“Yeah. You?”
Eddie smirked. “Yeah. That’s why I work here.”
“Right, yeah.” Steve was embarrassing himself.
“You got dinner plans?”
“Um.”
“You want dinner plans?”
“With you?”
“With me.”
Steve nodded. “Yeah. Dinner with you sounds great.”
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