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friends to lovers prompts ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐚 ꒱

— hugging and absentmindedly kissing their neck, resulting in mortification for one of them

— one being shorter and it being a source of great enjoyment for the other

— hang-outs that start to feel more and more like dates

— sleeping in the same bed, as they’d often do, but one morning waking up cuddling

— nickname turning into petnames

— one having to sit in the other’s lap when space is tight and them both blushing like crazy over it

— being overprotective of them in front of prospective partners

— one giving the other their jacket / covering them with it when they fall asleep

— sharing clothes in a totally friendly way

— telling them they deserve better (and silently wanting to be the one who gives it to them)

— valuing their opinions/approval above everyone else’s

— memorising their favourite things and treating them when they have a bad day

— cuddling for comfort in a Very platonic manner

— defending them against everyone, even when they’re not there to witness it

— being distrustful of the other’s bfs/gfs

#writing prompts

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Ravioli Ship Week Day 4: Beach Episode

“Do you have everything? Books? Bathing suit?” Ravio asks.

“Mhmm!” Link hums. Bun woke up little today, but Ravio hadn’t wanted to let their trip go to waste. He wants his bunny to enjoy the beach no matter buns age, so he makes sure to pack some of buns favourite stories and snacks. Toys are staying home to keep them from getting covered in sand.

Link bounces on buns toes as bun waits for him to finish double checking and closing the door. The moment the key clicks in the lock Link is grabbing his arm and tugging him towards the path. Ravio laughs and tugs bun back to link their hands together.

“Slow down, bunny! The beach isn’t that far, we can take our time.”

It’s true- they live about an hour away by foot. Plenty of time to get some of Link’s excess energy out, but short enough neither of them will be too tired to enjoy the beach when they arrive.

True to Ravio’s word it isn’t long before they make it to their destination. He sets their things down a good distance from the water and manages to get Link out of buns shirt and shoes before sitting back and watching the boy make a dash for the waves.

Ravio settles on a towel with one of his books, content to simply sit and read for a while. He makes it through a few paragraphs before there’s a loud squeal followed by childish laughter from further down the beach.

He glances up to see Link dancing away from an oncoming wave, a bright grin lighting buns face.

“Be careful, bunny!” he calls.

“I am!”

Time passes, the sun climbing higher in the sky. Ravio is thankful he chose to wear shorts and a loose shirt today as the temperature rises further. Link comes back a few times, dropping off interesting seashells or rocks before scurrying away again.

Ravio is deep in his book when he becomes aware of something rustling through the bag at his side. He looks over to see Link pawing through it, tongue sticking out in concentration.

“If you want a snack or something, you can just ask,” Ravio says. Link gives a startled squeak.

Link pulls buns arms out of the bag to reveal a familiar patchwork purple bunny plush clutched in thin hands. Ravio raises an eyebrow in surprise.

“You brought Lola?” A nod. “What happened to leaving your toys at home so they don’t get sandy?”

“W’nted t’ show her th’ beach,” Link mumbles, holding the toy close. Ravio sighs.

“Well, alright. Just be careful with her, okay? I don’t think she’d like being dropped in the water very much.” Link nods enthusiastically and springs to buns feet. Ravio watches bun go, shaking his head.

Link spends another hour or so exploring the beach with Lola in hand, peeking into tide pools and watching crabs and other creatures crawl along the sand. Ravio’s sure there will be plenty of stories once they pack up and head home for the day.

Eventually, though, Link tires of running back and forth and splashing in the waves, coming over to plop down next to Ravio for a break. The merchant hands over a snack and some water, which are accepted gratefully, before brushing some of the sand for buns hair. Amazingly, there doesn’t seem to be a speck of it on Lola.

Unbidden, a chuckle escapes his lips. Link blinks up at him, curious, and Ravio gives bun a smile. “Just happy to be here, that’s all.”

Link nuzzles his hand with a smile of buns own, which only grows when Ravio leans down to place a kiss on buns brow.

They stay like that for a little while before Ravio glances up to see the sun notably lower than it was before. He nudges Link gently.

“Are you ready to head home, little bunny mine?”

“Mhm.”

The pair of them get to their feet and begin collecting their things. Back in the bag go the towels and Ravio’s book. Link shakes off the sand before wriggling back into buns shirt and shoes, Lola in hand.

Then they set off for home.

#moth’s tales #raviolishipweek #ravioli ship #raviolink #qpr link x ravio #queerplatonic relationship #age regression #legend of zelda agere #sfw regression #fanfiction #legend of zelda fanfiction #loz a link between worlds #bun/bunself pronouns #link being little is inspired by cripple-cat’s sickfic

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i’m definitely falling behind on raviolishipweek but that doesn’t mean i’m not finishing! i’ve just got some stuff going on right now, but hopefully i’ll be able to get all the prompts done before too long

#mod speaks #raviolishipweek

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What we have in mind for now are black dragons, with low density silver glitter, silver enamel, so that the pride flag pops)

#polls #tumblr stuff #asexual #lgbt #pins #dragons #oooogh #i voted for the first horns + second tail #i cannot wait to see the final product <3 #edit: did not realize this was posted to my writing blog. oh well

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#meme #writer #writer problems #:(

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Do other writers ever get this like, hyper-specific dialogue exchange drop into their brains and you know exactly where these character are standing and what they’re doing and how they’re saying these words but that’s all you get. You don’t have much other context and this specific moment that exists only at this time in your headspace??

#writing stuff #YES

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Ravioli Ship Week Day 2: Tender Care/Sickfic

Link wasn’t one to get sick often, his extensive travels having given him a fairly robust immune system. He took almost any illness with the same ‘bring-it-on’ attitude he took most things. The same could not be said of his housemate and partner, however.

Ravio rarely left the house and even more rarely crossed the boundaries that made up their property. As such, his contact with other people was extremely limited. Unfortunately this meant his own immune system was rather poor, and he often ended up catching every little sickness that happened to pass through his thoroughly-established bubble.

It nearly always fell to Link to care for the other whenever he fell ill. He didn’t mind; any time spent with his partner was welcome.

Not to say his patience was never tested. Ravio had a penchant for dramatics that came out in full force when he got even the slightest bit sick.

The first sign of coughing or sniffles saw the merchant bundling up more than usual before proceeding to go about his day as if nothing was wrong. Link would try to get him to rest, or work less, or even ‘just take a moment, good goddesses!’ he was always waved off and assured - often through a stuffy nose or a scratchy throat - that everything was fine, there was no need for him to worry so much.

This lasted up until it got worse, as it always did. Ravio would suddenly begin coughing harshly, or having minute-long sneezing fits that left him with pounding headaches, or simply fall into a fever so quickly he’d be flushed and sweat-soaked in minutes. Link would help him to bed, tucking him in amongst the nest of plush blankets and pillows, before proceeding to play nursemaid for however long the illness persisted; all the while graciously holding back eyerolls and ‘I told you so’s’.

The first and only time he’d dared to had ended with Ravio giving him the biggest, saddest eyes he’d ever seen on a person before sulking through the rest of his illness.

Now, Link would move back and forth between the bed and the kitchen, carrying water and damp cloths and thin soups without complaint. When night fell he’d check one final time (though often more) if Ravio needed anything else before crawling into bed and curling around him. His partner would shiver and whine at the cold, even as his skin burned, but he would always melt into the embrace with a sigh. He’d be out within moments.

Things would continue in this pattern until the illness passed. The moment Ravio felt well enough to move about their small home on his own he would throw his arms around Link and attempt to smother him in thankful cuddles and kisses, praising him for his care.

So yes, a sick Ravio meant a significant increase in dramatics and being on his feet for days at a time as he tended to his partner’s every need. Still, it was always worth it in the end to see rupee-green eyes shining with love and thanks.

#moth’s tales #raviolink #ravioli ship #albw ravio #albw link #raviolishipweek #sickfic #fanfiction #legend of zelda fanfiction #loz a link between worlds #qpr link x ravio #queerplatonic relationship #ravio’s a dramatic motherfucker but link loves him anyway

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Ravioli Ship Week Day One: Love

There were many kinds of love in the world, Link knew. He himself had experience several of them.

Familial love, for his Uncle and grandparents. Platonic love, for Din and Dimitri and Moosh and Ralph and all of his friends. The crush he’d had on a boy in the village when he’d just barely reached his teens. ...Whatever it was he felt for Marin, which he still wasn’t sure was romantic or something else.

And his favourite kind of all, the love he held for - and shared with! - his partner and best friend, Ravio. It was similar to and yet nothing at all like what he’d felt for Marin or that village boy. Soft, and warm, like coming home after another adventure, or biting into a freshly-baked bun from his favourite bakery.

It was something he knew he wouldn’t trade for anything else in the world.

#raviolishipweek #raviolink #ravioli ship #albw link #albw ravio #moth’s tales #love #qpr link x ravio #queerplatonic relationship #fanfiction #legend of zelda fanfiction #loz a link between worlds

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Nightmare

While staying at Legend’s house, Four has a nightmare. He receives comfort and cuddles from the Vet and his partner

Legend wasn’t sure what woke him at first. He took a moment to cast his senses out, trying to figure out what brought him out of his (for once) peaceful slumber. It was still dark out, the only noise crickets singing and Ravio’s quiet breathing beside him. Nothing seemed out of place.

He furrowed his brow and rolled over to try and go back to sleep.

Perhaps a minute passed before his ear twitched and he scowled. Legend pushed himself up, biting back an annoyed sound, and ground the heels of his palms against his eyes with a quiet groan. Golden Goddesses, can he sleep through the night at least once in his life???

He slipped out of bed and moved for the door. He might as well check out whatever it was keeping him from his desired rest. Maybe it would go away and let him go back to bed... No, with his luck he’d probably have to chase it away with his fire rod.

Legend yanked the door open with a scowl only to start back in surprise. Four stood on the other side with a startled expression before his face pinched and he looked away. Legend opened his mouth to say something, snark about why he was lurking in the hallway at Din-damned o’clock, but then he took a closer look at the Smithy.

Four’s arms were wrapped tightly around himself and he was curled slightly inward. His hair was a mess and his sleep clothes were rumpled, like he’d been tossing and turning.

There was another quiet sound and Four turned fully away, holding himself even tighter as if afraid he would be made fun of. Legend frowned. This behaviour was odd, especially coming from the other hero.

Another small sound, followed by a sniffle, and Legend’s annoyance drained away as he realized what was going on: the smaller boy was crying, and trying to hide it.

It was the behaviour of someone obviously unwell but too afraid of mockery to ask for help.

Legend knew how he came across to the others - snarky, sarcastic, sharp-tongued, snappish. He did so on purpose, and though by now he knew they could see straight through it, it was an armor he’d worn for a long time. It kept him distant, but it kept him safe.

He couldn’t help but care, though, and this group of heroes was determined to drag it out of him into the light of day. The younger ones especially; he may hate being in charge in any way but that didn’t mean he didn’t look out for them in his own way.

(He was stubbornly ignoring that the others knew what he was doing, even if they pretended not to. The Veteran didn’t ‘do feelings,’ after all.)

Another muffled sniffle had him sighing, holding the door open and gesturing for the other to come in. “Well? Are you coming in or would you rather stand in the hallway all night?”

Four bit his lip before shuffling the few steps to the door, hesitating before stepping through and into the bedroom at another gesture from Legend. The sound of it closing behind him made him flinch, and then again when Legend put a hand on his shoulder in an attempt at comfort.

Then the older boy was moving towards the bed and Four followed behind on stumbling legs.

Legend patted the space between him and Ravio in invitation. Four clambered up after a moment, settling in awkwardly among the mess of pillows and blankets that made up the bed. Legend smirked at him, though the expression wasn’t unkind.

The two of them sat there for a moment, neither speaking, before there was a shuffle of fabric and a sleepy mumble from the other occupant of the bed.

“Hnn... Wus- wussgoinon?” Ravio slurred, blinking blearily as he tried to focus in the darkness of the room. Legend gave a small huffing laugh.

“Found someone lurkin’ in the hallway, Rav,” he replied. He ignored Four’s muttered ‘not lurking.’ “Figured it was better to bring ‘im in here than let ‘im freeze out there all night.”

“Oh. Okay.” Ravio blinked again, still mostly asleep, before the information fully registered and he pushed himself up, alert now. “Wait- why was there someone lurking in the hallway? I thought everyone else was downstairs? Are they hurt?”

Legend reached over to pat his shoulder. “Everyone else is downstairs, yeah. It’s the Smithy, and he’s not hurt that I know of. Unless,” he turned piercing eyes on the other, “you are? You better not be hidin’ something,” he threatened. Four shook his head, giving a self-deprecating little laugh.

“Not physically, no.”

Two sets of eyes focused on him at that, and he shrank back against the pillows.

Legend’s face pinched in that way that meant he was trying not to let his sharp tongue have its way and took a deep breath. Whatever he was about to say, though, Ravio beat him to it. The merchant reached out, pausing to let Four nod his consent, then gently set his hand on his arm.

“Nightmare?” he asked quietly. The softness of it made Four’s breath hitch and he nodded. Ravio rubbed his arm soothingly, which only served to make his eyes sting with tears again and he bit his lip in an attempt to keep it from trembling. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Four shook his head vehemently. He’d come up here to not think about it, and he’d prefer to keep it that way. He sniffled, rubbing at his eyes and unconsciously leaning towards the merchant, who hummed and pulled him into a gentle hug. He felt Legend pat him on the back, somewhat awkwardly, but still intended to be comforting.

The obvious care broke something in Four and he dissolved into exhausted tears.

Warmth surrounded him. Ravio pulled him closer and Legend began to run his hand through his hair, making Four shudder at the feeling. He sniffled, slowly feeling himself begin to relax.

A few minutes later his tears slowed and he sighed, resting his head on Ravio’s chest. Legend continued to run his fingers through his hair. Another minute and the small hero drifted off.

Legend watched as Four finally fell into sleep, the lines etched into his face fading as the tenseness left his body. He ran his fingers through the younger boy’s hair one more time, noticing he still had his headband on. The vet eased it off and turned to set it on the bedside table; hopefully the lack of pressure around his temples would help him sleep a little easier.

Turning back around, he was treated to the sight of Ravio yawning, showing off the slight bucktooth that Legend had always found adorable, clutching Four to his chest. The sight sent something fond through him and he couldn’t help but smile softly.

He gave his partner a nuzzle before the two of them moved to get resettled under the blankets. They lay facing each other with Four cuddled between them, his face still stained with tears but his expression calm.

With his family calm and relaxed beside him, Legend closed his eyes and let himself fall asleep.

#moth’s tales #linked universe #lu legend #fanfiction #linked universe fanfiction #lu ravio #lu four #qpr legend x ravio #cuddles #cuddling #platonic relationships #fun fact this is supposed to be part of a longer story #but i like this bit enough as-is to post it as its own thing

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Ravio would never hurt him, he knows. Still, knowing that doesn’t stop the fear that courses through him at the slightest brush against bare skin or the way his breath catches in his throat when the other boy leans too close.

#sneak peek #freckles and scars #lu legend #lu ravio #qpr legend x ravio

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@cripple-cat here he is! happy and healthy and healing!

#moth art #lu ravio #albw ravio #chubby ravio #plus an ankle brace! #cat your ideas are *muah* #*chefs kiss* #this is how he gets all his freckles btw #sitting out in the garden in the sun <3 #gift art

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Friends to lovers prompts? 👀

@promptsh20 brings you:

“I don’t care, I’ll be whatever you want me to be if it means I get to be in your life forever.” Friends to lovers prompt list.

Tokens they gifted each other years ago being worn, displayed and cared for invariably.

Constantly being mistakenly referred to as a couple or partners by outsiders, forcing one, though flattered, to quickly correct them while the other stays silent. because its kinda nice, they enjoy when others see them in that way. It further encourages them to try for more.

“It’s important to me that we stay friends.” “Of course, I feel the same but, can’t we still be friends and more.”

The realization that the hugs they share will never be something they can replicate with anyone else.

Both Knowing they’ll always have their laps and shoulders reserved for each other.

“So you went to the fireworks, and you kissed! Wow did you have fun?” “Really? You know I would’ve much rather have done it with you.”

Anytime they sit next to one another, they find themselves touching. Shoulders, thighs, knees, their honestly never entirely sure how it happens but have accepted it’s unavoidable.

The safety that comes with saying “I love you” frequently to each other but with the price of longing, longing to tell them that they mean it in a different way, a deeper way, a more than friends way.

“I just feel drained, I’m so sorry.” “Hey, it’s okay. I’ll just hold you for bit, I’m just happy to be able to see you.”

Often Doing things friends don’t normally do with one another and feeling the need to clarify that, their other friends don’t, have the same power or access that they give them. They have something different.

Whispering to the other and the small thrill they get from their lips touching the shell of their ear.

“I’ll tell you anything, anything you want to know, I’ll tell you.”

Both feeling jealousy so intensely when it comes to each other that it can’t be simplified to just jealousy.

Both getting hit over the head with puberty and noticing. Heavily obsessing over things that never thought about or feeling things more intensely.

Getting emotional towards each other when it comes to their relationship, because it’s fragile but also the strongest they have with anyone.

“I don’t—was that okay? Like are we doing that now?” “Yeah, I mean, I don’t mind. If your okay?” “Yes, I’m okay. I’m great, I’m good.”

Reeling after having the others scent everywhere around them after spending time together. On their skin, in their clothes, just everywhere.

Playfully teasing each other until one’s bold enough to call the other’s bluff. enough games, their tired of just the prospect of more, they want it, more than anything they want it, want them.

Going from being able to tell each other everything to struggling to decide what is appropriate to share with a friend. It’s more with potential love interest and intimacy with others that they find themselves feeling awkward or tense with each other.

Breaching the point of no return, where now a simple kiss on the forehead, lying down together or even a compliment feels loaded, things they’ve naturally always done becoming suddenly more.

“You don’t do this with anyone else, right?” “No, of course not. This is our thing.” “Yeah? Our thing. I like that.”

Finding that their more protective of the other than themselves, they love them and care about them and just want shield them from all the bad.

Both being invited to each other families gatherings and events because they’ve known them forever, honestly, their a part of the family.

Caring about the other’s wants, dreams, goals like their own that it’s evident, they’d do anything to help the other achieve or succeed in their aspirations. Anything.

One feeling weary at the rate things are changing between them and fear what it will mean for their friendship while the other is eager to explore a new relationship, one that fits their feelings for each other better.

“Bet you missed me.” “I did miss you, missed you so so bad.”

Staying up late because thoughts of the other are endlessly chasing away their sleep, which only leads to them calling the other and deep conversations that go on into the night.

If their caught in any form of exchange or conversation, heated, deep, soft, playful, it doesn’t matter, your definitely interrupting something or absolutely just missed it.

The thought of anyone touching the other as they have or want making them physically sick, it’s clear now, they’ve always felt more than a friendship with them.

“Your upset, I can tell you know.” “Sometimes I hate that I can’t hide that from you, now though? I’m really fucking happy you noticed.”

Love talking about each other to others because not only are they each others favourite person ever, they know so much about topic.

A/n: Thank you for being my first request! Fun fact, my favourite trope is actually friends to lovers. So, you can imagine how much fun I had with these, I hope you enjoy them as much as I have anon!

#dialogue prompts #otp prompts #writing prompts #friends to lovers #romance prompts #fluff

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@promptsh20 brings you:

“I’m not arguing with a sick person, I am staying. So deal with it sweetheart.” Caring for Sick partner prompt list.

Calling their parents, friends or relatives for any advice they may have on caring for their sick partner with their note app open or a pen and paper at the ready.

Pressing a hand to their sick partner’s forehead or neck then watching for their reaction, determining if they have a cold or fever based on whatever their partner feels is the temperature of their hand. 

“Can you please move that there?” “Yeah, is this better?” “Yes, thank you so much.”

Every time their sick partner thanks them, warmth spreads throughout their body. It makes them happy to know that their sick partner appreciates their efforts in trying to nurse them back to health.

Still holding and kissing their partner despite them being sick because a fever, cold or stomach flu etc. is something they’ll risk rather than having their partner believe that their something to be avoided.

Spoon feeding their sick partner. They just can’t possibly miss the opportunity.

Their sick partner worrying about things they have to do or get done and them easing their mind by offering to do it all.

“I feel horrible.” “I know sweetheart, I know.”

Their sick partner feeling embarrassed doing things like having their nose run or throwing up because they feel gross or weak in front of them and they find it so ridiculous, because if their doing well, nothing else matters.

“And I can’t think—wait why are you laughing?” “Because you’re half asleep and won’t remember this conversation later. But please, continue.” “Oh. Well, okay.”

Leaving the bedroom door open a crack if they have to step out. They’d hate it if their sick partner felt shut out or trapped in there. Unless their sick partner requests it closed, it’s left like that.

“Is it okay if I come in?” “I’d love that, come here.”

Binge watching shows and movies in bed all day and then discussing because that’s the only thing their sick partner is really able to do. it’s the best thing ever.

Overturning the house in search of the thermometer, finding it and ignoring the amusement in their sick partners eyes as they breathlessly take their temperature, because they know if they look, they’ll both lose it.

“I made it, is it…” “It’s nice, I like it babe, really.” “Wow, okay. Okay, good. I’m glad it’s good.”

Eating the same things or something similar to their sick partner so they feel supported.

Once aware their partner is sick, that’s the only thing on their mind while they’re away. Occasionally they’ll call their sick partner to check-in or ask them if they’d like anything while their out, trying to be productive with their thoughts, but ultimately? They’d just like to go home and be with them.

They’ve always felt protective of their partner but now that they’re sick, it’s increased tenfold.

“I wish we could’ve went.” “Hey, will go when you’re better, okay? How does that sound?” “It sounds amazing.”

Looking up their sick partner’s symptoms online then mentally bracing themselves in case a common cold situation escalates to a hospital visit, you know, a crazy curve ball like that.

“I’m being a real baby, aren’t I?” “You’re only noticing now that you’re sick? Kidding.” “Oh, as soon as I’m better, you’re gonna get it.”

Enjoying the way their sick partner’s head perks up or turns when they hear them approaching, like they couldn’t wait for them to get back from wherever they’ve gone.

“Stay with me?” “Of course, I’ll stay as long as you’d like.”

Moving whatever they’re doing into the room their sick partner is in so they can still be together. 

Making their sick partner laugh at how they linger around them. They’re bored without their partner, everything’s dull and uneventful without them.

#dialogue prompts #otp prompts #writing prompts #fluff #sickfic

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kiss me with your eyes closed - kiss prompts

prompt list by @novelbear

pulling away and their faces are all flushed and they hear nothing but the sound of eachother trying to catch their own breaths

grabbing them by their waist and tugging them closer to deepen the kiss

^ maybe it catches the other off guard and they let out a little noise of surprise (much to the amusement of their partner)

cupping their cheeks and giving them a peck on the nose or lips

smiling into the kiss (it's gonna do it for me every time)

or if they smirk a little whilst doing it oh my god

they're lying on the bed, one on top of the other just planting kisses alllllll over their face. all over.

just going at it and suddenly they're being picked up and placed on the counter (or whatever surface is near)

laughing out loud when one of them makes any noises accidentally

one is shorter and they just plant a soft kiss (or kisses) along the taller's jawline

gentle. forehead. kisses.

a first kiss: one just goes for it so fast that the other doesn't realize what's happening at first. then they're like "oh shit"

^ but they slowly melt into it, let their eyes close, and kiss back

back hugging and the one in front just turns around to press their lips against the other's

those kisses that start off short and sweet, but things just naturally escalate

whispering words of admiration and love between a kiss

one is on the other's lap, holding their face between their hands, kissing them and instantly forgetting everything else in the room with them

those kisses that are just passionate from the start, they wrap their arms around their partner's neck or waist, being dipped back slightly.

after a heated session, they admire their flushed partner and softly place a peck on the cheek.

when they're holding hands and one just brings them up to their lips and places a kiss on their fingers.

#kisses #writing prompts #otp prompts #fluff prompts #romance prompts

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cozy and content -prompts for your otp cuddling in bed

prompt list by @novelbear

drawing circles and patterns on their chest

humming/singing their partner to sleep

carefully trying to turn the lamp on the nightstand off without letting go of their partner in their arms

"what's wrong?" "your feet are cold!"

playing with their hair

laying their head on their lover's shoulder, one arm lazily wrapped around their torso and a leg over theirs

taking innocent peeks at their partner's phone every once in a while they're scrolling

"your hair smells nice..."

smiling as they feel their partner lay a firm kiss on the top of their head

"did we fall asleep?" "i think we did.."

not being able to be calm for five minutes as tickle matches ensue

sneaking photos of each other because they're just too cute

laughing when one drops their phone on their face

"we should really get up." "we should....but we won't."

feeding them fruits/other snacks they have

absentmindedly playing with the other's fingers

melting because they just look so cute all bundled up in blankets

^ like i mean they're all curled up and look small, covered up so much that all they can see are big eyes peeking out and innocently blinking at them from the blanket. how do you want them to keep a straight face.

feeling little kisses being placed on their neck, chest, or chin from time to time.

"did you just wash these sheets?" "i did." "they smell nice. and they're still warm."

holding them as if they're protecting the other from the world as they're snuggled up at their side.

#otp prompts #writing prompts #fluff #sleepy prompts #fluff prompts #ohhh these are so soft #cuddling #definitely going to use some of these

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small things that just matter in romance:

( feel free to use hehehehe | @urfriendlywriter

my favorite is 2, 6, 9, 14, 19, 25!! tag me when yall write plssss!! would love to read <3 )

little teasing pecks after kissing passionately

giving you a little twirl whenever you wear a dress > <

that gaze when they're introducing you to people using your relationship status

"this is my ___, everyone!" and that proud smile. AAAAH <3

"hey lover :)" with an eye crinkling smileeee aaaah.

their touch on your nape when they're clasping a necklace for you. (hey god its.. uh me again heh).

kissing in the rain!!! ✧♡

holding hands while he's driving! (and then they crash- obv safety first kids :))

them sneaking into your bedroom window to see you!!! (taylor swift coded I tell you)

slow kisses, dreamy, lazy, lips gently touching the teasing the other's, eyes fluttering closed, feeling all shy SJSJKJS

undressing infront of each other !! with no crazy 18+, just wholesome kisses here and there and then going to bed ^^

love letters sealed with kisses

"hey, buzz off, that's my wife!" "ayo, you think you can talk about my husband like that?" kekekeke

draping arms around each other's waists while walkinggggg >>>

booping noses n giggling

brushes of lips with shaky breaths and a tired smile after a long day. :')) me when

flowers. tucking hairs behind your ears. caressing cheeks.

buying dinner and eating it in the car together! or in like the back of the caravan!

beach dates, running close to the waterline and tackling each other <33

midnight dances in the kitchen, going full out n crazy and not just slow dancing.

tugging at their collar when kissinggg kekekeke

mutually loathing someone and shit talking ab them (do yk how fun it is)

mini dates in the rooftops, lying on a macrame chair/hammock on top of each other and watching the moon !!!!

hugs first kinda love. seeing each other after work? hugs. and being picked up during hugs >>>

mumbling to each other in a room full of people and quietly laughing. having eyes only on each other when the world is watching you.

#romance #kisses #the need to write link + ravio with these.....

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#meme #writer problems #hahaha yeah...