#otp arguing prompts

[youneedsomeprompts]

how do you make a couple fight without completely cementing the relationship as toxic? what do 'healthy' couples even fight about???

as someone with zero experience regarding arguing with someone whom i didn't immediately cut off afterward because of how it was handled, i've struggled with writing this concept forever 😭

send help pls :')

Every couple fights. Fights and disagreements are a part of a relationship just as much harmony and agreement. It's highly unlikely that there is a person with whom you always agree on every aspect. So, sooner or later you'll reach a point of disagreement and that can be about anything really.

A lot of couple fights are about the most trite things. Who does the dishes? Why doesn't the other want to do me that favour? No, I never said that. You must remember it wrong.

We are the most honest and blunt but also the most vulnerable with the people closest to us. That makes siblings fight a lot and it often makes couples fight more than good friends. Paired with love, these fights don't have to make a relationship toxic. Partners fight about whose turn it is to do the dishes. One ends up having to do it, and the other thanks them for it, promising to do it the next time. I think what is important when writing a 'healthy' fight is to show that even when they fight they still care a lot about the other. If it's a bigger fight, they're thinking about the other a lot afterwards. They feel bad about it afterwards, they're thinking about how the other feels now, they don't like making the other feel bad, they're crushed to find out that they're causing the other's misery. Their heart can't be at peace until they've apologised and made up.

Another sign of a healthy relationship is that minor fights aren't a rarity but are handled well. They can fight about the TV remote and it's not giving their relationship a crack or making them doubt their partner's love. Communication that is well-balanced between two partners and supports a symmetrical relationship doesn't exclude arguments but makes them a means to a functioning life together.

I made a few prompt lists about couples fighting and they are all meant to apply to healthy relationships. Here is an excerpt from a prompt list about minor fights to give you an example.

1. A: "I wanted this cookie!" B: "But there is another one." A: "That's not the one I want." 2. A: "Stop looking at me so weird!" B: "That's just how I look!" 3. A: "That's nonsense! I didn't hug you less than usual!" B: "Yes, you did! Don't try to trick me! I know exactly how long you're hugging me usually and this hug wasn't the same. So I don't approve of it as a real hug. Again!" 4. A: "Get me the remote, please." B: "Why don't you get it?" A: "I asked you a favour!" 5. A: "But it's my turn!" B: "No, it was your turn last time!" A: "That's not true! I remember it clearly!" the full prompt list: ~ FIGHTING OVER SILLY STUFF ~ OTP PROMPTS

other prompt lists about a couple arguing:

~ ARGUING LIKE AN OLD MARRIED COUPLE ~ DIALOGUE PROMPTS

~ FIGHTS OVER A GIFT ~ DIALOGUE PROMPTS

~ JEALOUSY, JEALOUSY ~ PROMPTS (this could turn toxic but you can use most of these for healthy couples)

I hope this helps you. I realised I just rambled a lot; hopefully, it makes sense :)

[scealaiscoite]

cuddling for warmth prompts ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐚 ꒱

— “look, i’m not happy about this either but we need to get you warmed up.”

— “you’re shaking, why are you shaking?! what’s wrong? what can i do?”

— “i can’t believe it took this for you to admit you like to be the little spoon.”

— “it’s okay, you’re okay, just breathe. i’ve got you now, you’re safe.”

— “are you- are you seriously playing with my hair? now?!”

— “this might be a weird time to bring it up, but you’ve got really nice arms.”

— “is there anything i can say to make this less awkward?”

— “i’m not arguing about this. just shut up and come here.”

— “you’re already wearing half of my clothes, i genuinely don’t see how us cuddling will make this any weirder.”

— “can’t believe it took a near-death experience for you to let me hug you.”

— “you fell asleep. it would’ve been cute, if i hadn’t been so paranoid you were actually unconscious.”

— “don’t worry, i promise not to tell anyone you’re a big spoon.”

— “when did you start rubbing my back? wait, wait- i never said to stop it.”

— “i’ve never been so thankful that you run hot before.”

— “please forget all the times where i complained about you being a hugger.”

[dialogue-prompts-world]

Arguing Dialogue Prompts

List by @dialogue-prompts-world

"Why did you do that?!"

"I told you that I can fucking take care of myself!"

"You're always like this"

"I don't want to fight with you"

"You're mad. Let's talk when you calm down"

"Don't you fucking dare cross that door. I'm going to scream at you and you are going to fuking hear me"

"If you hate me that much just leave me alone!" "I can't. I can't stay away from you"

"I hate you" "That's not true, you are just mad" "I am. But I'm starting to think that I really mean it"

"Is everything a joke to you?"

"Look at me in the eyes and tell me what you did"

“Look at me in the eyer and say that again. I dare you"

"I'm done trying to make you understand"

"Maybe if you putted yourself in my feet you would know why I do what I do. You would know what I feel for once in your life"

"You screwed it up!" "Is everything always my fault to you?"

"I did what I thought were the right thing and if you disagree with me, let it be because of a great reason and not just because you fucking hate me. Because I know you do"

"Stop the car. I said stop!"

"You should have told me!"

"I'm talking to you. Don't you dare leave!" "I don't want to hear you anymore, you're an compulsive liar"

"Let go" "..." "Let go of me!"

"Who the hell do you think you are?"

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[novelbear]

bickering like a married couple - some silly arguments for your otp to get into

prompt list by @novelbear | requested: @generalfee

"move, you're on my side of the couch."

sneakily placing another dish next to their partner as they're finishing up with the dishes. then laughing through an apology as it naturally sets them off

arguing in the grocery store aisle because one wants normal oreos while the other wants to try one of the new, random flavors that just got released

"no, i'm not going to give you a bite because i know you're not gonna like it. then you're going to ask me how the hell i like it, and i don't want to listen to that right now."

"get up, you're snoring and i can't hear the movie." "then turn it up..." "so you can yell at me for waking you up? no!" "you woke me up anyway!"

"oh my god if you buy one more plush to occupy my spot on the bed i'm kicking you out to sleep on the couch."

if they have a pet, they might fight over whether or not they should let them climb on the furniture

getting annoyed when one sets an alarm which inevitably wakes the other up much earlier than they intended.

"uh-uh, no more reading before bed. you keep waking me up with your dramatic gasps every time you turn the page." "well, i'm sorry that i engage and connect deeply with literature!"

bickering over the right amount of toothpaste that should be put on the brush

^ or over one taking wayyy too long in the shower

"what's the point of the blanket being on the couch if it can't be used?" "it's for show!" "oh for the love of god-"

"take an extra jacket, it's cold out." "okay, mom."

[sxphoraddict]

"you draw me?" "You're naming your controller with my name?"

(artist! x gamer! Prompt headcanons/for otps)

• the artist constantly sketching on their sketchbook, working on a project, and ignores the gamer who constantly bothers them.

• the gamer giving the artist a drawing idea of their favorite character from the game they've played.

• the artist climbed up to the gamer while they are playing in their gaming seat. The artist sits on them on cuddles them while they just giggles and hugs the artist while playing.

( bonus if the gamer is online with their friends and their friends was like "hey is that your bf/gf?" And they proudly "yeah, my personal koala baby" )

• the gamer loves to watch the artist draw, its oddly relaxing, sometimes climbs to them and sleeps/lay on whatever on them (personally, lap) just the watch them draw.

( bonus if the artist ignores them. OR.. they stopped drawing just to flirt or cuddle with the gamer )

• switching gifts. The gamer bought a new sketchbook/paint/stationary/etc for the artist, and the artist gave them a controller/a new ps/cute mouse and mousepad/headphones/etc.

• the artist draw while sitting on the gamers lap/between their legs comfortably while the gamer just gaming while bugging them (constant kiss everytime they win the game, or paused the game just to watch them for a bit)

( bonus if the gamer is taller, they would rest their chin on the artist top of head )

• arguing over coming to an art exhibition or gaming conference. ( Would be cool if both of them are famous because their talents/skills )

• drawing/sketching/painting date at the daytime and staying up late for gaming time, just the two of them. ( Would be very cute if the gamer is a night owl who used to stay up late while the artist slowly drifted to sleep in their arms )

• the artist draws the gamer ( as an artist myself, this is how we say 'i love you' )

• not the gamer tries to draw and competes the artist while clearly they are poor at drawing (optional)

• both of them are caffeine addict ( really need to say this. Srsly )

• the gamer being hotheaded because of their friends while playing a videogame, and the artist hugging them or just a simple kiss giving them emotional support that clearly cheers the gamer.

• the gamer teasing the artist when draws an anatomy saying "ouh you draw me? Looks sexy." And the artist just laughed.

• "how did you do that?" "Do what?" "Draw." "I dont know, it simply happens."

• "how did you do that?" "Do what?" "Winning the game! I followed all your tips and tricks!" "I dont even know, it simply did."

( - yes, a them being a golden retriever x black cat or a chaotic duo would be cool, or calm and easy x hypersensitive intovert.. dang, i feel so single )

[hlvstia]

— too late :(

pairing : peter parker x reader | peter parker x f!reader | peter parker x female!reader | peter parker x fem!reader | peter parker x y/n | peter parker x you

prompt : peter’s laptop dies while you two were doing a very important project for a class. ( from https://perchance.org/otp--prompts ) safe link! /srs

word count : 393, very short!

a/n : can be any mcu peter, but i’ll be using tom’s 🤍. also, feel free to submit me a prompt with any character! i’d love to get back in writing and fulfilling your requests. love u all!

drabble below the read more cut, enjoy loves!

as you two were doing a project for this class, it practically ended up with both of y’all arguing— only because peter wouldn’t listen to you and placed notes everywhere. they weren’t organized and it kind of ticked you off.

“no, idiot! that’s supposed to go here!” you exclaimed, pushing peter off of his seat as you took the laptop from his hands, moving the cursor to where you placed the text box to where it was supposed to be. “[y/n]!”

he scoffed, getting back up from his seat as he took his laptop back, scanning over the newly designed slides. “it looks the same as before… are you kidding me?” peter rolled his eyes, noticing how his cursor was lagging behind.

this only meant one thing.

it meant that his laptop was about to die and their slides weren’t going to backup any of the info they had worked hard on. “oh, shit!”

he began panicking, jumping off of his seat as he started to rummage through his bag, obviously worried that their process was going down the drain if he didn’t find the charger.

your face dropped into an expression as you ran to your room, going through your closet as you looked for a specific charger, throwing down some old boxes just to find the right plug.

“where is it?!” mumbling to yourself, you panicked as well, not wanting your hard work to fail only because peter forgot to charge his laptop AND turn on his backup savings.

finally, you found it! thank goodness.

“peter, i have it!” you exclaimed, having a large grin on your face as you rushed back to the area, only to see a defeated look on his face. it was too late to come to the rescue.

“no way…”

“yes way…” he sighed, shutting his laptop slowly as he placed his head down onto the cold counter. “well… you shared the slides with me, right?”

you had this burning hope that he had at least shared it with you. i mean, everyone does that when you end up in a project with your classmate, right?

peter still had a defeated look, shaking his head as he sighed out loud, even adding a groan.

it was over for you two.

“for fucks sake…” you sighed as well, throwing the charger onto the couch. “we’re totally fucked.”

[schmem14]

Hello friends! Recently, I participated in the fourth HP Rare Pair fest, and with 81 unique and beautiful entries it was a veritable FEAST for the eyes and heart and soul. (Check out the whole collection here)

I wanted to take a moment to post highlights of the fics that just really brought me to my knees in hopes that you’ll fangirl/boy/person over them with me!

1. Evergreen by @thecouchsofa (23k)- Harry Potter x George Weasley What would happen if Harry asked George to go to the Yule Ball with him instead of Parvati? This GOF Yule Ball AU is sure to slay you with sheer adorableness. I couldn’t stop smiling and squealing through the whole thing. This rare pair is one of my favorites, and this fic went above and beyond, plus it’s the perfect holiday read! Rating: T

2. Lonely Creatures by @apricitydays-lazynights (5k)- Severus Snape x Giant Squid The prompt to put these two together could easily have been pure hentai crack nonsense (which is a brilliant option) but this story did things to me that I can’t even put into words. It’s tender, melancholy, and cuts to the heart of Severus Snape’s isolation and longing to be seen and loved. The details of this are so richly woven, and I particularly enjoyed the authors’ focus on Mermlish/Merfolk. Standing ovation to this fic! Rating: E

3. Slice of Night by SquibNation10 (9k)- Aurora Sinistra x Severus Snape This was the fic that took me the most by surprise. I love the creativity in taking a character who gets very few canon details and making them real and beautiful and believable. Auror Sinistra is divine in this, and I’ll give some honorable mentions to both Argus Filch and Rolanda Hooch as excellent supporting characters that also don’t typcially get a lot of spotlight. What a gorgeous slice of life fic! Rating: T

3. Quick Quotes and Quibbles by RainstormRadish (3k)- Luna Lovegood x Rita Skeeter Rita and Luna have to work together to cover the wedding of Neville Longbottom and Pansy Parkinson. There’s just something about a story told in unconventional medium that will always ALWAYS pull me in! This unlikely pairing comes together in the sweetest way, their strong personalities balancing each other out until they become a formidable team.  I particularly loved the graphics and paper trail memos/epistolary style storytelling. Rating: T

4. Your seat, it’s the best seat by @the-houseryn (17k)- Ron Weasley x Draco Malfoy MOVE OVER only one bed, there’s a new trope in town and it’s the ONLY ONE SEAT trope!! This was sexy, flirtatous, and hot AF. I’m always down for a Dron fic, but this one is one of the best I’ve read in a while, with some delicious pining and a predictably oblivious Ron. Do yourself a favor and indulge in the lap-sitting fic of the year! Rating: E

5. Vivaldi and Hot Chocolate by @patriceavril (6k)- Percy Weasley x Stan Shunpike What was Percy up to in OTP/HBP? What a lonely life that must have been! This fic was soft and sweet, giving some much-needed love to a character that we all wrote off in canon for being a stuck-up prick. I love how Percy seeks out the warmth and comfort of the Knight Bus, coming back for more because of the kind-hearted and bubbly Stan Shunpike, who always insists on giving Percy free hot chocolate. I never expected to be so enamoured by this pairing, but I am! Rating: T

6. The monster you feed by @ghostfelicis188 (11k)- Regulus Black x Remus Lupin This canon-compliant fic tore me to shreds. TO SHREDS. Like, I am such a simp for tragic Remus romances, and this took the cake. Features: pining artist Remus, and shit-eating cruel Regulus who toys with Remus the whole damn fic. If you like hurt no comfort, this is the fic for you. *Chefs Kiss* Rating: M

7. Gilded Web by @emilyrickman AlihotsyTotsy (8k)- George Weasley x Blaise Zabini I cannot believe that this understated fic packed such a punch in 8,000 words. George agrees to an undercover operation to investigate the mysterious deaths of Mrs. Zabini’s deceased husbands. He is so pure in this, his characterization charming and believable, I just need more of this George! Bonus points for references to “the Sting” Rating: M

8. Sleeping with Ghosts by @ghaniblue (21k)- Harry Potter x Regulus Black x Draco Malfoy My initial thoughts when encountering this relationship tag was something akin to a bewildered head scratch but OMG the best thing about this fest is having expectations completely upended! This fic slayed hard with a slow burn, found family, semi-sentient house renovation angle that had me completely melted by the end. Rating: M

9. The Last Trial of Peter Petegrew by @sleepstxtic (20 k)- Peter Petegrew x James Potter If possible, I’d like to ram this fic down the throats of all my mutuals with a plea to PLEASE READ THIS FIC. I can’t begin to describe in a tiny paragraph what this did to me. Often Peter Petegrew is relegated to the traitor bus in fandom (understandable) but this took every mean and traitorous part of his character and made me almost like him despite his treachery! The format of this was also a delight to read, and I love that Hermione presents the case for Peter Petegrew in this meta purgatory-style courtroom drama. Rating: M

10. Anatomy of a memory by @venom0usbarbie (9k)- Ginny Weasley x Tom Riddle This story was pure poetry wrapped in a sinister diary-shaped package. I love the self-fulfilling prophecy nature of this time loop style storyline, as well as the toxic obsession and manipulation played out between Ginny and Tom. What a mindfuck ending that was, too! Kudos to the “Tom Riddle is his own Warning” tag. Rating: M

11. Sweet Boy by @maraudersaffair (6k)- Narcissa Black Malfoy x Harry Potter A not-quite-fake dating fic with lots of smut, thirst, and mommy/praise kink? Yes, please! I was literally panting by the end of this, Harry and Narcissa are so hot together! Rating: E

12. Growing Suspicion by nocturn (1.8k)- Neville Longbottom x Marcus Flint Someone keeps mutilating Neville’s plants, and he’s going to get to the bottom of it OR that time Marcus expresses feelings but doesn’t understand proper plant care. This fic was A-DOR-ABLE. Love me a good Hogwarts professors/staff fic, and this was just a bite-sized delight to read. Rating: G

13. For Your Burning Gaze by SquibNation10 (22k)- Neville Longbottom x Pansy Parkinson The fic that I most want to see a sequel for award goes to… this Twilight Zone post-war marriage law fic complete with creepy house elves and a very troubled Pansy, who seems to be the only one realizing that something is not quite right! This is one of the best Panville fics I’ve read, I was on the edge of my seat the entire time. Rating: E

Thanks to @hprarepairfest for putting on another amazing fest!

[bradshawsbaby]

heya lovely, happy new year! I'd like to please request #17 slippery off the prompt list with Mr and Mrs B! I'm in the mood for filth lolll but I'd honestly read whatever you want to write ❣️💞

Happy New Year, darling! I admittedly did not go in the filthy direction, but there’s a little innuendo in there if you squint 😂

Bradley had warned you to be careful. Multiple times.

It had been snowing on and off since you’d arrived in Virginia to housesit for his aunt while she was on a cruise with friends—an opportunity for a little romantic getaway, the two of you had decided—and the ground outside kept freezing as the temperatures plummeted each night. Bradley had been salting the front walkway like a madman every few hours, but he kept reminding you to be cautious any time you had to leave the house.

“It’s slippery out there, honey. Watch your step.”

And you had been watching your step. Well, mostly. Except for this morning apparently. You blamed it on your sleep-addled brain. It had been early and you were planning on taking a quick trip to the deli to pick up coffee and bagels. Instead, you had ended up on your butt right next to the car, having slipped on a patch of black ice.

Alerted by your surprised yelp of pain, Bradley had come flying out the front door like a bat out of hell, clad in nothing more than his pajama pants and the pair of boots he’d haphazardly pulled on.

After carrying you back inside and spending the better part of an hour fretting over you, terrified you’d fractured a bone or hit your head despite your numerous protestations, your husband’s worry eventually gave way to amusement. Once he was satisfied that you were truly unharmed, at least for the most part, he couldn’t help but tease you a little bit.

“I told you it was slippery out there, honey,” he murmured, a smile tugging at his lips as he carried you to the bedroom and laid you down on your stomach so that he could gently massage your behind, which was currently throbbing and probably already had a nice bruise developing. “Were you trying to go ice skating without me?”

“Ha, ha, ha,” you muttered sarcastically, wincing a little bit as Bradley’s hand moved across a particularly tender spot.

Bradley caught your expression and stopped teasing. “I’m sorry, baby. Does it hurt bad? Let me go get some ice,” he told you, starting to rise.

“Ugh, no, no more ice!” you argued, shaking your head and burying your face in your pillow in embarrassment.

“What can I do to make it better?” he asked softly, brushing your hair away from your face and pressing a kiss to your temple.

You lifted your head and thought a moment, then grinned mischievously. “Can you kiss it and make it better?”

Bradley smirked in return, his hand slipping under the waistband of your yoga pants. “Whatever helps, honey.”

January OTP Prompts

[aes-555]

OTP prompts (1)

Character A and B who are in a argument and Character A is LOUD AF...then B says “Im in love with you and one day I wanna marry you and have kids.....so you're going to have to find a way to communicate your emotions without yelling cause I'm not gonna have us arguing in front of our kids”

[cute-ellyna]

30 days OTP drawing challenge / Cliji edition

For the few that know me since the DA:I era, years ago I started my Tumblr journey with a drawing challenge, and I loved every bit of it. What if I do the same for Clive and Jill this time? *_*

Here are the prompts!!

Holding hands

Cuddling

On a rainy day

On a date

Kissing

Wearing each other’s clothes

Cosplay

Shopping

Hanging out with friends

First pet

Jealousy

Making out

Eating ice cream

Modern AU

Doing their morning ritual(s)

Medicine

Spooning

Doing something together

Treating an injury

Dancing

Cooking together

In battle, side by side

Arguing

Making up afterwards

Gazing into each other’s eyes

Teaching the other something

On one of their birthdays

Doing something ridiculous

Doing something sweet

Doing something hot

[keldae]

Soft OTP Prompts: person B: ‘i never expected it to be you’ person A softly smiling: ‘me neither’

Devi had always loved the stars. As a child, she would frequently climb onto the roofs of buildings in the Lower City at night and lay on the tiles, gazing up at the night sky and dreaming of being far away from Baldur’s Gate. On reflection, she supposed, one of the few upsides of her entire misadventure with being abducted by mindflayers (besides meeting the love of her life and her best friends) was being able to see the stars even clearer in the wilderness than she could in the city.

In the darkness now, she picked her way down an alley in the Lower City, holding Gale’s hand as she led him to a ladder that she had seen earlier in the day. Her half-Elf heritage gave her the benefit of being able to see clearly in the dark; as a human, Gale didn’t have that advantage. And honestly, Devi had to admit, it was nice to be needed by her strong, talented wizard for such a mundane thing as guidance down an alley in the middle of the night, having stolen him away from camp while their companions settled in for the evening.

Finding the ladder, she guided Gale’s hands to the wooden beams, then quickly scrambled up the rungs, hearing the wizard follow her at a slightly slower pace. On this level of the building they had climbed, she could see another ladder that would take her to the highest peak of the roof; once Gale had caught up with her, she led him over to the second ladder and climbed up to the highest level of the building. Short of scaling one of the guard towers on the wall between the Upper and Lower Cities, this was one of the highest points they could reach in Baldur’s Gate.

And the view of the night sky was well worth picking their way down a messy alley. Devi laid down as Gale conjured up a blanket to protect them from the roof tiles, sensing the wizard reclining beside her. “I told you that you get the best view from here,” she softly said with a little grin that he would hear in her voice. “It’s almost as beautiful as that illusion you showed me the other night.”

Gale hummed in agreement as he slipped his arm under Devi’s neck. “Magnificent,” he murmured, gazing up at the stars stretched out over the black void of the night sky. “They look so close, one could almost reach out and touch them.” As if to demonstrate his point, he stretched his free hand out, waving at the stars. 

Devi smiled and curled up into Gale’s side, resting her hand on his chest. He sighed in contentment, and for a moment, silence reigned before he spoke again. “While I was secluded in my tower, I spent many nights gazing at the stars – as beautiful as the gods, but equally as cold and distant, and as ungiving of answers or guidance.”

“Mmmm.” Devi’s fingers started tracing a pattern over the orb marking on Gale’s chest, just under his shirt. “When I was a child, I used to spend almost every night on a rooftop somewhere, wherever I could see the stars and pretend I was somewhere other than here. Sometimes my brother would come with me, but after he… he left, I just came out on my own, less and less, until I all but gave up on looking at them.” She shrugged slightly. “The stars are beautiful, but they’re like the gods – aloof and distant and not helpful for much.”

“People who navigate by starlight on the seas or in the wilderness would argue their uselessness,” Gale softly corrected with a slight chuckle. The arm that wasn’t wrapped around Devi’s shoulders came up to cross his body so his fingers could caress her cheek. “And they’re most beautiful when they’re reflected in your eyes, my love. You have a beauty and warmth that no star – or goddess – could ever touch.”

Devi smiled and caught Gale’s hand in hers, turning it so she could kiss his palm. “You would be the expert in such things,” she murmured. “My wise, talented, eloquent wizard.” She kissed his hand again, then softly laughed. “You know that almost nobody would have ever imagined us together, if they’d seen us a year ago? Me, a feisty, uneducated, rebellious thief with no thought or care for the Weave and even less regard for the gods…”

“And me, the brooding, washed-up wizard who believed his talents were wasted and that all he was good for was a lesson in folly and pride, and who believed that he would never find true love in any of the realms.” Gale leaned in to kiss Devi’s forehead, his lips lingering on her skin. “If I had been told a year ago that I would find the love of my life in a short-tempered Baldurian pickpocket with a fondness for daggers and a deeply buried heart of gold, and compassion enough to make up for all that the gods lack, I would have laughed in the face of whoever told me that.”

“And if I’d been told that I would fall in love with a wizard from Waterdeep who prioritised books and his tressym, and who had loved a goddess before meeting me, and who encouraged the best parts of me that I had learned to hide away from the world, I, uh… probably would have stabbed whoever said that.” Devi smiled as Gale snorted a laugh, then shifted slightly so she could drape her leg over his thigh, as close to him as she could get. “I expected my future to include whoever I could sleep with or scam to get ahead and get out of the Lower City, or for that future to end with being stabbed in a back alley.” She let go of his hand so she could trace his face with her fingertips. “I never expected that future to be you.”

In the starlight, she could see Gale’s eyes soften – and he waxed poetic about how her eyes reflected the beauty of the stars, without thought of his own! “Me neither,” he murmured, his hand rising to trace the tip of her pointed ear before caressing through her hair. “But fate has a way of laughing at the best predictions that people can make. I’m eternally grateful that life gave me you, even if its way of giving you to me… left a little something to be desired.”

Devi softly laughed. “You mean not every great love story in Faerûn starts with an illithid abduction and mindflayer tadpoles being shoved into the heads of the lovers in question?”

Gale chuckled. “Love, I believe our story is entirely unique in that regard. I, for one, still can’t believe that you saw a washed-up fool of a wizard, trapped in his own portal, with a tadpole in his brain and a magical bomb in his chest that was killing him, and fell in love with him. If I wasn’t so grateful for you, I would question your standards.”

“My standards?” Devi grinned. “You got pulled out of your portal and landed on top of a grouchy half-Elf thief who also had a tadpole in her head and was mad as all hells about it, and then ten minutes later almost got into a knife fight with another mindflayer victim who happened to be a vampire, as we later discovered. My standards are perfectly fine!”

That made Gale laugh out loud, a moment before he clapped a hand over his mouth to muffle the sounds of his amusement. He stayed quiet for a moment until he was satisfied that he hadn’t disturbed anyone else, then looked at Devi with a smile. “Gods, I love you,” he said, caressing her cheek again. “Short temper, kleptomaniac tendencies, proficient blasphemies, and all.”

“I love you too, my cocky, mildly arrogant wizard.” Devi grinned at Gale’s chuckle and stretched up to kiss him. It was easy to lose herself in his touches as he kissed her back, seemingly trying to convey through his kisses how much he loved her – it was a sensation that made her weak at the knees and wanting him still more than she already had before. She swore she fell more in love with Gale every day that she was around him.

“Only mildly arrogant?” Gale softly asked when they finally pulled apart for air. He chuckled against her lips. “You both humble me and boost my ego, my darling. You make me feel like I can be ordinary Gale Dekarios with you and you won’t judge me poorly; and yet, the way you praise me makes me feel like I could take on the gods themselves.”

“I didn’t fall in love with the legendary Wizard of Waterdeep,” Devi said, smiling as she kissed him again. “I fell in love with the kind-hearted man who read books to me and snuggled me to sleep every night when I was having bad dreams, who just so happened to be incredibly adept with the Weave.” She breathed a soft laugh against his lips as she kissed him once again. “Although the offer to throat-punch Mystra still stands, after I finish killing Shar for what she and her followers did to Shadowheart.”

“The gods should tremble before you, and your temper, and your fierce desire to protect and avenge those you love,” Gale murmured, a fond smile on his lips. “First, we destroy the Absolute, and then we find a way to kill Shar, and then you can punch Mystra. After that, if you haven’t decided to go after any more gods, I’m taking you home with me to Waterdeep and giving you the life of peace that you deserve.”

“Any life with you is one that I want,” Devi breathed out as Gale leaned in to kiss her. “Whatever happens, I want to be by your side.”

“And I want to be with you, from now until the stars fade from the heavens.” Gale kissed her again, slowly and thoroughly. “I will not suffer anything or anyone to take you from me, my heart. I am yours, as you are mine.”

Devi smiled at his words, feeling her eyes burn with repressed tears of love for this man. “I love you, Gale Dekarios,” she whispered around another kiss.

“And I love you, Deviali Nulys.” Gale pulled back from their kisses just enough to gaze into Devi’s eyes; the stars overhead made his own eyes shine like he was among them. “My beautiful, perfect, compassionate little thief. How did I become so fortunate as to be here with you?”

“I spirited you away from camp when nobody else was looking and brought you up here?” Devi giggled as Gale rolled his eyes, an affectionate, if slightly exasperated, huff coming from him.

“You know what I meant, you brat.” Gale chuckled and leaned in for another kiss, his teeth just nipping at Devi’s lower lip and making her moan softly. He grunted as she gently nudged him onto his back, then straddled him, knees on either side of his hips and her hands just sliding under the hem of his shirt. “Is this what you want?” he breathed out as he pulled back for air. “Right here, on this rooftop?”

“I want you,” Devi murmured. “Under the stars, with nobody to see or hear us besides the gods themselves.”

In the starlight, she saw Gale’s smile in the same breath that she felt his hands slide up under her tunic, palms warm on her bare skin. “Then you shall have me, in any way that you wish,” he whispered as he pulled her back down to him. “I love you.”

“And I love you,” Devi breathed out, easily losing herself in the pleasure of Gale’s kisses and touches and whispered words of love into her pointed ears.

[youneedsomeprompts]

~ FIGHTING OVER SILLY STUFF ~ OTP PROMPTS

requested by: anonymous

Feel free to use and reblog!

A: "I wanted this cookie!" B: "But there is another one." A: "That's not the one I want."

A: "Stop looking at me so weird!" B: "That's just how I look!"

A: "That's nonsense! I didn't hug you less than usual!" B: "Yes, you did! Don't try to trick me! I know exactly how long you're hugging me usually and this hug wasn't the same. So I don't approve of it as a real hug. Again!"

A: "Get me the remote, please." B: "Why don't you get it?" A: "I asked you a favour!"

A: "But I have to go to the bathroom!" B: *clinging tightly to them* "Not! Yet!"

A: "But it's my turn!" B: "No, it was your turn last time!" A: "That's not true! I remember it clearly!"

A: "Why should I apologise? I didn't do anything wrong!" B: "Huh, it's UNBELIEVABLE!"

A: "Stop vacuuming so loud! I'm trying to work on something!" B: "At least I am vacuuming. You would never lower yourself to do that!"

A: "One more kiss! Please!" B: "Darling, I have to go now!" A: "Please!" B: *gives them a quick peck* A: "Oh, that was too short. It doesn't count. One more." B: "I have to GO!"

A: "You went without me?!" B: "It was just the kitchen." A: "You got something to eat without me?" B: "There is still something left." A: "One second, I go to the bathroom and you immediately break my trust!"

[commanderpigg]

30 day OTP challenge - Ash x Paul (2013-2023) by CommanderPigg

A 30 day challenge that took 10+ years 🙃

Directory + commentary under the cut ⬇

Directory (in chronological order, some numbers got mixed up):

01 - Holding hands 9/26/2013 02 - Cuddling somewhere 9/27/2013 03 - Gaming 9/28/2013 04 - On a date 9/30/2013 05 - Kissing 9/30/2013 06 - Wearing each others’ clothes 10/1/2013 07 - Cosplaying 10/2/2013 08 - Shopping / 09 - Hanging out with friends 10/7/2013 10 - With animal ears / 11 - Wearing kigurumis 10/13/2013 12 - Making out 12/7/2013 13 - Eating ice cream 12/7/2013 14 - Genderswapped 12/20/2013 15 - Dancing 9/14/2014 16 - During their morning ritual(s) 10/12/2014 17 - Spooning 10/18/2014 18 - Doing something together 10/4/2015 19 - In formal wear 3/25/2018 20 - Cooking/baking 3/16/2019 21 - Gazing into each others’ eyes 10/20/2021 22 - Arguing / 23 - Making up afterwards 10/23/2021 24 - In battle, side-by-side 10/4/2022 25 - Getting married 4/30/2022 26 - On one of their birthdays 5/17/2022 27 - Doing something ridiculous 5/22/2022 28 - Doing something hot 3/11/2023 29 - Doing something sweet 12/18/2023 30 - In a different clothing style 12/27/2023

Stats:

Longest time between posting: 2 years. 5 months, 21 days (18-19)

Post amount ranking: 2013 (14). 2022 (4), 2014/2021/2023 (3), 2015/2018/2019 (1)

Most popular on Tumblr: Holding Hands (159 notes)

Personal favorite: On one of their birthdays

Comments:

I started this challenge with the intention of finishing it within 30 days, which is evident with the initial posting habits. I'm quite happy with some of the earlier drawings, as they were fresh and snappy, definitely leaning more towards comedy than romance. But Life Happens and of course the consistency was all over the place. And the longer it took to complete the challenge, the less relevant the prompts became to me... But through stubbornness and stupidity, I finally finished it a few months over the 10 year mark!

This challenge developed some of my favorite concepts like the IRL middle school AU, Veilstone Academy, and mirror world versions. And even if the themes are outdated, looking back at it reminds me of a simpler and fun time in fandom.

Thank you if you've been here since the very beginning! I hope you enjoy this compliation~

[stardustdiiving]

If you don't mind, 1/2: OTP? or OT3?

Ask game prompt

OTP:

In any fandom overall I think I have to say bakudeku bnha. Which I think might make some ppl grimace a bit but that is sort of why it’s passive ride or die ship for me despite the fact I’m not into bnha at all anymore JUSNDJDJD. Bc esp when I was in the fandom I feel u had to be more on the defensive abt its #mild controversy & having to rlly believe in the meta of the ship to argue abt it when I was 16 just has it in my brain permanently. I loved those guys

In terms of genshin (cont)

idk I just don’t do a lot of strong shipping usually. My genshin ride or die relationship is hat radish (wanderer & Nahida) but that’s platonic. Ummm. I do believe very strongly in zhongven. I think havikaveh is The One True Pairing Objectively & I’m not even like super focused on them I just look at them and I’m like yeah they are gay. What am I supposed to do. Not think it’s good?!?! I honestly think if I didn’t attach to Nahida so much & at the same time of Kaveh’s release there could’ve been an alternate timeline where I hyperfixated on Havikaveh instead of hat radish

OT3:

IM NOT SURE it’s a bit harder since I don’t have rlly strong shipping opinions. I guess the first that comes to mind is zhongxiaoven but it’s less of just an ot3 and more of a complicated love triangle that goes in a circle as a form of hilarious character study

Zhongven are divorced but date for fun. They sometimes drag Xiao into it who sits between them shaking like a chihuahua. Xiao wants Zhongli to use him as a weapon to the point it’s a very unbalanced sort of devoted infatuation & Zhongli enjoys his presence but is trying to be responsible about the power dynamic. Xiao is also infatuated with Venti and tries offering Venti use him as a weapon but Venti (god of freedom) is like ummmm. Please don’t…? And is trying to have a stable relationship but also Xiao needs a lot of stability and Venti has commitment issues so it’s sort of just Complicated in a fun way. Etc

[bitbybitwrites]

au + trope + prompt game ♡ band!au + fake dating + “you had no idea, did you?” 👀

Welllll . . you know how the last time I did this I said story got away from me . . .

This time, the dang fic didn't even wait for me to tie my shoes - it took off and I wasn't able to catch up. So not even remotely close to a drabble, its hilarious.

So, @datshitrandom, here are 2,343 words for you. (HOLY CRAP)

1.) can I confess when I first saw "band!au" I was like - marching band? highschool like band class sort of thing?

And then I was like OOOOOOHHH, duh . . rock band.

I really should stop writing so late at night 😂

2.) Not sure if this is what you expected with fake dating, but here's hoping you like it 😊

3.) I'll put all these up on A03 eventually they all turned out cute - and I might expand on some of them if there's any interest .

****

“Thank you! And good night!”

The venue was filled with the screams and cheers of yet another satisfied audience. Dalton had nothing if not an extraordinarily rabid and enthusiastically effusive fan base. Kurt couldn’t argue. They helped with the paychecks that he had to pass out every week.

“We love you, Blaine! We love you, Seb!”

“We love you! We love you! We love you!”

“You’re my OTP!”

“You’re amazing!”

And so many other comments like them echoed off the walls of the venue amongst ear-splitting screams and applause.

Up on stage, the two frontmen for the band shook their heads, chuckling at all the commentary they were able to hear over the crowd. Blaine and Sebastian grinned, slung a free arm around each other’s waists, and held their instruments up proudly as they walked off stage together.

The crowd ate it up. More screams erupted. Kurt swore he nearly saw a couple of young women faint - or came pretty close to it.

Pretty much a typical show for Dalton.

Another night down. Another city to go.

*****

Kurt had lingered by the merchandise table, carefully watching to ensure everything was packed away so it could be carted off to the tour bus that waited in the back of the building.

“Oh god,” he heard as the remnants of the audience filtered out of the building behind him. Did you see it? When Blaine took off his jacket - and THOSE ARMS. WHAT THE FUCK! I thought I was going to faint.”

“Tell me about it,“ another voice responded. “And that smirk Seb threw him when he did it. Lord, those two will be the DEATH of me.”

“Can we talk about how sad I am that they don’t swing my way…but man, what a hot couple the two of them are?”

Kurt rolled his eyes and tried very hard not to comment out loud.

Oh, if they only knew.

*****

After triple and quadruple checking (thank goodness for these days and his OCD tendencies), everything was in its place in the truck, and the roadies were sent off to the next venue to get a head start preparing for the next day’s show. Kurt worked his way backstage and knocked on the greenroom door several times before walking straight in.

And he was immediately treated to a front-row viewing of Sebastian playing a very vigorous round of tonsil hockey with his boyfriend.

“For fucks sake, don’t you two have a hotel room for that?” Kurt snarked playfully as he used the clipboard he had in hand to smack Sebastian on the ass.

Seb flipped Kurt the middle finger from his position on the couch, straddling Adam Crawford, the band’s newest drummer. He continued making out with Adam for a few minutes before addressing the band’s tour manager.

“Jealous, Kurt?” Seb snarked back, his eyes twinkling. “I got me a tasty English crumpet. I know you’re an Anglophile and all, but hands off. This one’s mine. Not sharing.” Seb pouted, stuck out his tongue childishly, and then twined his arms around Adam’s neck, beaming down at him.

“Behave, love,” Adam chastised, nuzzling Sebastian’s neck as he pinched Seb’s side. Seb squawked and batted Adam’s hand away.

“Why don’t you make me,” Sebastian growled seductively before he bent forward to kiss Adam again.

“You bet I will …“

Kurt rolled his eyes, laughing. “Oh my god. Seriously. Hotel room. Fuck like rabbits, I don’t care. Go now. Before you defile this greenroom and we’re forced to pay the venue for stream cleaning all of the furniture AND the carpet in here.”

“Spoilsport,” Seb teased as he got up and pulled Adam up off the couch. Sebastian almost reached the door before hesitating and turning to Kurt with a concerned look. “H . .how’s it look out there?” he asked carefully.

Kurt gave Sebastian a reassuring smile. “You’re all clear - you and Blaine went out already to sign autographs - and last I checked, any fans had dispersed,” Kurt said straightforwardly. “Security hasn’t spotted any stragglers - no one out of the ordinary. They’ll escort you straight from the door of the venue to the vehicle. I didn’t see any paparazzi either. But just in case, try to keep your hands off each other until AFTER you’re in the car. It’s waiting for you outside.”

Seb nodded and squeezed his boyfriend’s hand tightly. Adam leaned over and kissed Sebastian lightly on his temple. “It’ll be OK,” Adam reassured his boyfriend before turning to Kurt. “Thank you for all of this.”

Kurt shook his head. “It’s really Blaine you’ve got to thank. He’s doing the bigger part. I’m … I’m just doing my job.”

Adam and Sebastian shared a strange look between them. They both knew it was more than that. “Kurt,“ Sebastian said quietly. “Talk to him. You really should. Tell him how you feel.”

Kurt clutched his clipboard to his chest like a shield, shaking his head again. He couldn’t. Kurt just couldn’t tell Blaine how he felt - how he'd had been head over heels for Blaine since all three of them were high school friends, and Blaine and Sebastian tossed around the pipe dream of starting a band and breaking into the music industry.

Kurt refused to put Blaine in that position. Especially now.

He probably didn’t reciprocate the feelings anyway.

“Go,” Kurt said as he pushed Adam and Sebastian towards the door, refusing to dwell on his unrequited love for Blaine Anderson any more than he had to. “Tour bus leaves at 9 am sharp tomorrow morning. Don’t make me have to drag you out of another hotel room naked. Again.” He gave Sebastian a warning look.

“I’ll keep him on task, boss,” Adam grinned as he assured Kurt. He tugged Sebastian out the door, patting Kurt on the back as he passed.

****

Ten minutes later, Blaine popped out of the bathroom, dressed casually and towel-drying his hair.  Peeking from under the towel, he looked around the green room, spying only Kurt on the couch, checking his phone. No Sebastian or Adam in sight.

“Oh shit, am I the last one?”

Kurt tossed him a smile as he pocketed his device. “Hey, don’t even worry about it. Seb left with Adam and headed to the hotel. Puck is driving them, and he’ll make sure they get back to their room safely.”

Blaine let out a breath he didn’t realize he had been holding. The tension in his shoulders eased a bit after hearing that. “I’m sorry. I know it’s been a while, but …”

Kurt nodded. “Hey, I get it. Believe me, I’m the same way, kind of checking over all of our shoulders all the time. But we’ll get through this.”

Tossing the towel onto the nearby makeup table, Blaine sighed. “It’s still shit, though, the whole thing. I wish it never happened. Not to Seb, certainly not to Michael. They didn’t deserve that.” Blaine ran his fingers through his hair nervously, making a tousled mess of his damp curls.

Kurt crossed the room and pulled Blaine into a hug. “I know,” he whispered. Stepping back, Kurt began running his fingers through Blaine’s haphazard hair in an attempt to make him more presentable. “Now that’s better,” he said, trying to chase away the sad smile on Blaine’s face.

Blaine nodded, still lost in his thoughts.

“You know,” Kurt said quietly. “What you’re doing for him and Adam. That’s big, Blaine. It’s a big sacrifice on your part.”

Blaine shook his head as he took a deep breath. “But it’s not,“ he told Kurt. “I care about you and Seb too much. You both saved my ass when my Dad threw me out. You kept me sane, kept me clean. I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for the both of you.” Blaine whispered, his mind suddenly racing back to that terrifying day that changed everything for all three of them. “I … I don’t know what I’d do if … if that happened again. I’d do anything to protect you… both of you.”

Kurt was right there with him, reliving everything as well. That fateful day, an unhinged Dalton fan tore through security brandishing a gun, shouting threats specifically at Sebastian and his then-boyfriend, Michael. Michael tried to shove Seb aside, but it didn’t matter. In the chaos that ensued, the gun went off more than once, and any assembled fans waiting for pictures and autographs scattered. The shooter also was able to slip away in the insanity.

In seconds, both men were found on the ground bleeding.

Michael never made it to the hospital alive.  

Seb was numb and in denial for months, half afraid to step on a stage again.

Until Blaine came up with a plan.

Kurt felt Blaine’s hands tighten around his waist. His fingers gripped Blaine’s arms as they held on to each other as the support system they’d always been for one another. “Pretending to date Seb just to throw off any potential nut jobs is not a way to live, Blaine. It’s not fair to you.” Kurt insisted.  

Blaine said quietly. “If I hadn’t talked Seb into this whole band thing, it never would have happened. Michael would still be alive. Hell, they might have been married by now and adopted kids.  They could have grown old together - could have had it all. This is the least I could do for him.”

“You’re putting your life on hold, Blaine. For how long?”

“For as long as it takes. It’s not like . .” Blaine’s mouth drew into a tight line as he pulled away, walking towards the far end of the room.

“Not like what?” Kurt asked curiously.

“It’s not like I can have the guy I want to be with anyway.”

Kurt’s heart felt like a vice was squeezing it. Of course. Of course, Blaine would have someone he wanted. This was Blaine: beautiful, silly, kind-hearted, considerate Blaine. He had a whole world of people screaming for him every night. He could have the pick of any of them. It’s obvious that Blaine would have his eye on someone by now.

“Oh,” Kurt said, trying hard to keep his voice steady. “I … I didn’t know. I’m sorry it won’t work out.”

“Me too …“ muttered Blaine as he grabbed his jacket off the hook on the wall and went to leave, looking grim and resigned.

“No, wait,“ Kurt cried out as he rushed over, grabbing Blaine’s wrist and stopping him just before he went out the door. “Who is it? We … we can fix this somehow. We found a way for Sebastian and Adam to be together. We can figure something out for you, too.” 

As much as it pained him to say those words, Kurt couldn’t bear to see Blaine so miserable - not when there was someone out there he had his heart set on.

“No, you can’t. You can’t do a thing.”

“Yes, Blaine . . yes we can.”

“Just leave it alone, Kurt,” Blaine growled, yanking his wrist free from Kurt’s tight grip. Blaine scowled as he moved further away from Kurt, dragging his fingers through his hair again in frustration and pacing the room like a caged animal.  

“Stop being so goddamn stubborn. I’m telling you, we can figure something out.” Kurt insisted.

“Kurt…”

“Blaine…” 

“Let it go.” Blaine hissed.

“Blaine,” Kurt said, starting to get more and more exasperated as the conversation continued. “You deserve to be happy. Who is it? Just tell me.”

Blaine spun around, a distraught look in his eyes: “You!” he shouted. “You, Kurt, it’s always been you!”

“W . .what?” The clipboard Kurt held slipped from his fingers and clattered to the floor.

“You,” Blaine said slowly. “Kurt, ever since I saw you walk down those stairs at Dalton, there’s been no one else but you.”

“All this time … ” Kurt mumbled quietly to himself.

“You probably don’t feel the same. And that’s fine,” ranted Blaine, though he sounded the farthest from being “fine” as a person could be.

Kurt shook his head. “You are completely clueless sometimes. Do you know that?” In a few short strides, Kurt crossed the room, grabbed Blaine’s face in his hands, and shut Blaine up with a kiss.

For a few short seconds, Blaine stood there, shocked. Kurt pulled away to ask what was wrong, only to be yanked closer as Blaine kissed him back hungrily. It was all tongues and teeth and bitten lips as they finally released years of emotions that they had been holding back from each other. 

“You had no idea, did you?” Kurt whispered after they resurfaced for air a few minutes later.

Blaine shook his head. He gazed back at Kurt, and that’s when Kurt saw it.

The moment the joy fizzled out of Blaine’s eyes and in its place, he could see concern and fear reflected back at him.

“Kurt, “Blaine whispered. “We shouldn’t. We. . .we can’t do this,” he choked out as he slowly began to pull away.

Kurt gripped Blaine’s arms tighter. “No. Please, don’t say that. I … I love you, Blaine.”

“It’s because I love you that … I can’t put you in this position, Kurt. I can’t let what happened to Michael even be a possibility for you. Don’t you get it? I … I can’t lose you.” 

Blaine screwed his eyes shut, seeing the blood pour through his fingers as he tried that day to help Michael. He still could hear Seb’s weak voice calling out to his boyfriend, the paleness of Sebastian’s face before his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed into Kurt’s arms. It was too much. “I can’t lose you. Not like that,” Blaine repeated painfully. “I wouldn’t be able to survive it.”

“You won’t.” Kurt pleaded. “You’re not going to lose me.”

“You can’t promise that. You can’t predict the future.”

“And you can’t live your life worrying about what might happen,” Kurt said firmly, wrapping Blaine back into a tight embrace. “I’m never saying goodbye to you. Do you understand me?”

“Kurt …”

“No.” Kurt pulled back and gently cupped Blaine’s face in his hands. “You listen to me. We will figure something out. Somehow. We’ll all stay safe. I promise.”

Blaine stared back into those blue eyes and nodded, his heart hoping with all his might that Kurt was right. 

If anyone else wants to play - AU+Trope+Prompt Game.

[wanderinglimeblood]

OTP Sentence Prompts!

Please use as you see fit! No need to tag me, but I'd be curious to know if you're using it. Up to you, though, so please do what you're comfortable with :3 (Background photo by Alexander Grey on Unsplash)

Text version:

"Don't get mad, but I saw this and thought of you, so..."

"I can hear your heartbeat and it's..."

"You know what, this actually *is* the most unusual place I've cuddled"

"I'm not saying this to make fun of you, because different things scare different people, but... you're afraid of *what* now?"

"No, you're not seeing things, it *is* a bouquet of..."

"Can't believe I'm saying that a night under the ____ is romantic, but... here we are."

"I like holding you this close. It means I can..."

"I just want to preemptively say I'm sorry."

"So you were in my dream last night..."

"Can you tell I'm embarrassed?"

"It's no wonder I couldn't find you."

"Did you know I would call your bluff? You don't seem to be arguing with this..."

"I know, I know, just please help me clean it off the ceiling?"

"First, a change of clothes. Then, what happened to you??"

"I'm naming this after you."

"This is going on the list of things I can never tell you enough."

"So how do you say 'you dork' in _____?"

"Hello, 'I'm fine.' Today I'm Dr. _____ and you're not getting out of bed."

"So yeah, there's a clause in the significant other manual that says you have to..."

"But it took forever to find one in your size!"

"You know that new ___ place nearby here? We should go. Yes, now."

"Let it be known that *this* is why we remodeled."

"No, seriously, I could never get tired of that."

"The 'it followed me home' excuse isn't going to work here, is it?"

"I will forever associate this scent with you."

"There has got to be a legal limit to ___, and you're dancing dangerously close to that."

"If you're down for it, I would like to jazz up tonight with ___"

"Aww, you shouldn't have. ...No, really, sentiment appreciated, but..."

"Did you know you talk in your sleep?"

"I have the best pet name for you"

Create your own!