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estrellami-1 · 11 months
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Steddie Week 2023
May 23rd Prompt: Fluff
Day 1, Day 3, Day 4, Day 5, Day 6, Day 7
@steddie-week
Steve opens his eyes when the bed shifts. He lifts his head, a questioning noise rising in his throat, as he watches Eddie put his book on the nightstand and click the lamp off.
He turns toward Steve, sees him awake, and smiles softly, kissing his forehead. “Sorry, baby. Just putting my book down.”
Steve just hums, laying back down, this time with his head on Eddie’s shoulder. Two taps on Eddie’s stomach immediately result in two taps on his arm, their way of saying I love you without actually saying anything.
Steve sighs as he lets himself sink deeper into the half-state, where he is half awake, half dreaming. He feels himself slipping, slipping, slipping, and even though it doesn’t make sense—since he knows he is still on the bed—he feels like he is falling. His body jerks once, startling Eddie. “Baby?”
Steve grunts. “Falling.”
Eddie hums, curling into Steve, running a hand over his hair. “I gotcha,” he whispers, cupping Steve’s cheek.
Steve smiles, tilting his head to press a kiss to Eddie’s palm. “I know,” he murmurs, voice rough with sleep. “Love you. Go to sleep.”
Eddie chuckles softly, his breath whiffling across Steve’s face. “I love you too, baby.” He presses a kiss to Steve’s forehead, and Steve hums happily, letting his eyes drift shut once more.
Waking up slowly is always an odd feeling for Steve. He’s gotten used to the panic and chaos and confusion of the end of the world (for the fourth time). So feeling himself wake up, degree but degree, is interesting, but not unwelcome.
He feels warm, is his first thought. He can feel the sun coming in the window, landing on him. He can feel the heat of Eddie on his other side, arm stretched over his hips.
Next he notices how comfortable he is. Eddie’s pressed tightly up against him, practically laying on him, and Steve welcomes the weight, tries to wiggle even further underneath Eddie.
He notices the fingers trailing up and down his arm, next. Eddie’s awake, then. Somehow, despite regularly going to bed after Steve, Eddie’s usually the first one up, like he is this morning.
Steve groans, a complaint at waking up, and Eddie chuckles softly. “Good morning, love.”
Steve keeps his eyes closed, because he has a better chance of falling back asleep. He rolls over into Eddie, burying his face in Eddie’s chest, sighing when Eddie moves his hand to start carding it through his hair instead.
He drifts for a while longer, not necessarily asleep but definitely not awake either. Eventually, though, he does wake up, leaning back to look blearily at Eddie. “Time’s it?”
Eddie performs an act of contortion. “Almost ten. You wanna get up, or stay here?”
Steve shrugs, thinking, when his stomach rumbles. Eddie chuckles. “How about you stay here and I go make breakfast?” He asks, already moving out from under the covers.
Steve frowns and grabs at Eddie’s hand. “No, wanna be with you.”
Eddie softens and places a kiss to Steve’s forehead. “You don’t wanna stay in the warm, comfy bed? I’ll be back soon, love.”
Steve shakes his head, tries to get his brain to work. “Lay with me a few more minutes. We can go out for breakfast.”
Eddie smiles. “Benny’s? Picnic at Lover’s Lake?”
Steve smiles. “Yes, please.”
Eddie slips back under the covers. “Alright, Stevie-love. Only five more minutes, okay? We’re both hungry and I haven’t gotten out of bed yet.”
Steve knows Eddie likes to move around as soon as he’s awake, but he’s learned over the months to settle when Steve’s in bed with him. Sometimes it’ll result in him sleeping some more, but usually it just means he needs to get up and jump around the kitchen while making breakfast.
Steve sometimes feels like he’s dating the human version of a very hyper dog. He loves it, though, loves that his boyfriend—for all his lack of practice—can keep up with him on a run or block his shot in basketball as long as Steve wants to practice.
There was one day Eddie had even stolen the ball from Steve, running halfway down the court, Steve laughing and yelling after him about how you have to dribble, Eds, that’s called traveling.
A finger on his nose breaks him out of his reverie. “You’re smiling,” Eddie says, also smiling. “What’re you thinking about?”
Steve smiles even wider, leans up to kiss Eddie. “You.”
“Sap,” Eddie tells him, but he’s the one in bed with him, so Steve just grins.
In a few minutes they’ll get up. They’ll race to the shower, laughing and stumbling over each other, then fight in front of the mirror, then hold hands on their way to Benny’s. Eddie will get their food and they’ll continue on their way to Lover’s lake, sitting on the hood of the Beemer and watch as the sun burns away the rest of the fog.
Steve will turn to Eddie, watching him watch the world around them, and realize he’d do all of it all over again if it means he gets this in the end.
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sleepyprompts · 10 months
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Prompt #1065
“No, they’re my kid. They’ve irrevocably been my kid since I met them.”
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yonemurishiroku · 8 months
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Ok. So. I've decided to divide the thing into 2 parts so that I can post one first, thus deluding myself that I did not miss Rarepair Week.
I'm pathetic, I know. That's not new. Do you know what's new? 4,7kw of Alabaster Torrington in love!!!
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(And Happy Nico and Alive Scary Bianca but I suck at writing Nico and Bianca hardly makes an appearance until chapter 2 so--)
Anw. Cheers to Rarepair Week in general and Nicobaster specifically.
@them-awesome-rarepairs
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wukoweek2024 · 3 months
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"Seasons of Love" by Emby81
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Summary:
Two years after Wu's official coronation (not the one Kuvira ruined), life has settled down quite nicely.
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feeling called out today
credit: _ADWills
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novelbear · 4 months
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quiet acts of love that make me cry 🫂
prompt list by @novelbear
always giving the other the first bite of their food
^ or the last bite
gently resting their head on their shoulder when taking a picture/peeking at something
kisses. on. the. tip. of. the. nose.
zipping or buttoning their jacket for them
when they follow the sidewalk rule :(
^ like imagine realizing it as they gently take the other's wrist and guide them to the other side...omg
waiting until they safely reach the front of the door or get inside before driving off
"did you eat today?"
softly dusting crumbs from their cheeks when eating
^ or even better: kissing it off
"wear a jacket, it's cold out."
watching a movie or show that they know they're interested in.
^ not because they asked them to, but to be able to engage in more conversation related to it when they adorably ramble on and on.
doing their makeup for them
"i brought you flowers." "for what?" "there has to be a reason?"
keeping a few of their favorite snacks in the house for when they visit.
opening the door for them or pulling their seat out before they sit down
lifting the shorter one up so they can be seen in photos
absentmindedly playing with their hair at all times
fixing their clothes a little for them when noticing something is off
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The fluffiest masterpost
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Affections without touching
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Giving the reader butterflies
Making your characters blush
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augustinewrites · 7 months
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“what’s on these?” megumi asks, holding up a box of memory cards.
cleaning day always unearthed all types of lost and forgotten items. sometimes it was clothes long forgotten in you and gojo’s closet, other times it was the kid’s old books or toys. you knew every inch of your little apartment, so most times you could identify any mystery items that came up.
“i don’t know,” you hum, plucking a card from the box to inspect it a little more closely. the only hint as to what’s actually on it seems to just be a date.
2006
…and it’s in gojo’s handwriting.
curious, you pop one into the video player and turn on the tv. the kids join you on the couch, clearly eager to entertain any distraction from your cleaning crusade.
when the screen flickers to life, a familiar courtyard comes into view.
you can’t help the gasp when haibara comes into focus…but then you see satoru standing standing across from him, arms spread out.
“who is that?” megumi asks, pointing at haibara.
you think of the bright smile of the boy still lingering in the edges of your memory and tell him, softly, “an old friend.”
“suguru!” gojo shouts, looking towards the person holding the camera. he’s all messy hair and wide smiles, exactly how you remember him in his youth. “make sure you get this one!”
geto grumbles about how he’s paying attention, and suddenly you remember exactly what this is.
“ah, these are from when yaga would make us record ourselves practicing cursed technique application,” you explain as a haibara lines up a shot with a pencil.
the pencil hits gojo in the face, gifting him a small cut on his cheek. “ah, shit!”
behind the camera you can hear nanami and geto laughing as haibara apologizes profusely, and shoko comes over to practice her healing. you come over too, holding a cloth.
“don’t pout,” your younger self says, reaching up to wipe a thin trail of blood from his cheek. “you’ll get it next time.”
as soon you turn away, you hear geto snicker and the camera suddenly zooms in on gojo’s face.
he’s blushing.
“ugh,” you hear him groan behind the three of you, finally finished cleaning the bathroom. “are we done cleaning yet?”
“we’re taking a break!” tsumiki tells him, as megumi pops another card in.
gojo ignores megumi’s protests, stealing the spot on the couch next to you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders with a smirk. “move your feet, lose your seat.”
tsumiki, angel that she is, moves over so her brother can sit on your other side as the video starts.
this time, gojo is the one recording, holding the camera out so it’s pointed at his own smiling face. “haibara versus nanami, round one!”
you feel your boyfriend stiffen beside you, looking over to see an odd look on his face. “oh, fuck—”
“jar,” megumi says flatly.
he glares at the kid, and is about to get up when you stop him. “wait! i want to watch this!”
he slumps back, throwing an arm over his eyes as he groans dramatically. ignoring him, you watch the fight play out, which ends with haibara whining whilst in a headlock.
you hear geto’s murmured commentary off camera as nanami releases his classmate, expecting the video to zoom in on the victor.
but it drifts a little to the left, where you’re laughing with shoko on the sidelines.
“so obvious,” geto scoffs. the video wobbles for a moment before being pointed directly at the tips of satoru’s shoes, then ends abruptly.
when you glance over at satoru, he’s pulled his sunglasses over his eyes as if they can hide his pink cheeks.
the next videos are similar. memories of your past viewed through a different lens, showing you things you’d never picked up on when you were living them.
some moments you watch with an aching heart. like when suguru leans close to you and makes a joke at satoru’s expense, or when you reach up to ruffle haibara’s hair.
(moments with cherished friends proving that the grief of losing them never got any lighter as you moved forward with your life, but at some point you’d just gotten used to carrying the weight.)
but what might be most interesting is seeing yourself in satoru’s eyes.
his focus, whether he was the one holding the camera or not, always seemed to drift to you. for all the times he’d denied crushing on you in your early years, the camera proves otherwise.
the way he peeks at you shyly as you fix your hair before a fight.
the way he reaches out instinctively whenever you’re knocked backwards.
the way he smiles brightly whenever you laugh at one of his jokes.
the way your gaze would occasionally meet his, and his smile seemed to come naturally.
“okay, that’s enough for tonight,” satoru announces, shutting the tv off and shooing the children away. “go clean your rooms, you freeloaders.”
you stand, looping your arms around his neck before he can run away. smiling, you gently pull his glasses off, tossing them onto the couch.
“hey! those are gucci—”
you shut him up with a kiss, feeling the way his lips curve upwards against yours. “i love you, you know that?”
blue eyes meet yours, the pensive look he’d been wearing melting into something a little softer. something reserved for you. “you’re obsessed with me, i know.”
you simply laugh, letting him dip down to give you another kiss.
(because you’d had his heart in your pocket long before either of you had realized.)
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shellxrls · 2 months
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asking rafe if he still likes you while he's literally inside you..
he’s buried straight to the hilt, softer thrusts eliciting the gentle patter of skin-against-skin whilst you nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck and breath in his scent — one that’s so uniquely him, clean but so rich that it borders on being overpowering.
he takes notice of your clenched brows against him, the creases in your skin rubbing against his warmed neck every time he sheathes himself inside of you, but he pays them no mind — distracted by the feeling of your sopping cunt swallowing him in almost deeper with every movement.
consequently, he’s much quieter than usual, although not one with a penchant to be noisy, he would usually reassure you throughout the entire experience, coddle you regardless of the big bad rafe pretence he held in front of others.
you sniffle, mewling lightly into his skin as you huff out a few short pants, “rafe.”
“‘mmh,” he breathes out against your head, warmth brushing over your hairline.
“do you still like me?” you murmur, smushing your lips against his skin to muffle your question, the action causing your nose to tingle when you feel the vibrations reverberate from his skin onto yours.
“do i still like you?” he mimics, brows raised in slight exasperation before he registers your complete and utter seriousness and drops the sass, “baby — i’m- i’m quite literally inside of you right now, ofcourse, of course i still like you. godamn.”
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scealaiscoite · 3 months
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reasons for there to be only one bed ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱
¹⁾ they’re undercover as a married couple, and as such need to act like one
²⁾ there’s technically two beds available, but it’s freezing cold and everybody knows body heat works best
³⁾ it’s a camping trip, and one character’s forgotten their sleeping bag
⁴⁾ a character goes to their friend’s house after an emotional upheaval in search of comfort, and ends up staying the night - but refuses to kick the homeowner out of their own bed, resulting in the two of them sharing it
⁵⁾ in a roommate scenario, one character’s bedroom has been rendered unusable - and with the couch being unsustainable in the long run, they proffer sharing the one remaining bed as a solution
⁶⁾ there are two beds, but only one blanket
⁷⁾ a character’s taken ill, and the other party worries too much to leave them alone for even a minute
⁸⁾ in a fit of anger after a mission gone wrong, both characters sleep in the only available bed because no one was chivalrous to offer to take the floor
⁹⁾ a character’s had a nightmare, and needs company to feel safe enough to go back to sleep
¹⁰⁾ the weather takes a tumultuous turn, meaning a late night hangout has to turn into a sleepover when a character gets stranded there for the night
¹¹⁾ it’s a late night at work and when they both grow too tired to continue on, the only option is the lone office couch
¹²⁾ a threat’s been made against one/all character(s) involved, and so under the guise of safety in numbers it’s deemed safest if they stay together - everywhere
¹³⁾ one character joins the other for a late-night conversation, and ends up getting comfortable in their bed next to them - evidently too comfortable, as the char in bed falls asleep on the visitor and effectively traps them there
¹⁴⁾ there’s no bed in the shoddy refuge they’ve found after things went sideways, so when it comes time to sleep the only real choice is to stay close together
and, of course,
¹⁵⁾ it’s the last room available at the hotel after a long trip
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estrellami-1 · 3 months
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Steddie Week
Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7
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sleepyprompts · 1 year
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Prompt #896
“Yes, they often drop by, usually to see how I’m getting on and pretending they don’t worry about me.”
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thepromptswhisperer · 4 months
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"You're blushing." Prompts
“You’re blushing.” “Yeah, so? Never seen anyone fall for your charm before?”
“Are you okay? You look a little…” “I’m fine!”
A tries to hide their blush from B by turning their head away, but the latter doesn’t let them.
“I can’t help it (when you look at me like that).”
“Are you actually blushing?” “No! Shut up.”
“You, uhh… You… Sorry. I didn’t mean to make you… I mean…”
A smiles fondly when B starts to blush and draws them closer, allowing them to hide in their embrace.
“Awww. Did I fluster you?”
“This never happened, do you understand?! If I find out you mentioned this to anyone, I’ll…”
It appears A made B blush, and in response their own cheeks heat up.
“Stoooop. Stop making me all…” “All… what?”
“Just admit that…” (e.g. you like when I look at you like that.)
A has never blushed when they asked that question/made such a comment before. (Before what?/Has something changed?)
“… You’ll never let me live this down, will you?”
A touches their own heated cheeks (, maybe to confirm that they really are blushing. Not that they didn’t already know.)
“Why am I blushing?!”
A and B try to figure out who can make the other person blush first/the hardest.
“I call bullshit. There’s no way you never blush. No way.”
“Months/Years later, and you still make me blush.”
“I’m not blushing. It’s from the cold.” “Yeah. Sure.”
“Sorry. I just... like seeing that I have an effect on you, I guess.”
“God. You look adorable/etc. (when you’re blushing).”
A is curious/confused/etc. Once, they easily were able to make B blush. Nowadays, it seems almost impossible.
“You’re blushing.” “So are you.”
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bonbonbee · 4 months
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falling in love ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡.
contents by @bonbonbee
the silent eye contact from across the room.
^ & the flirty glances especially when there are people around
always turning their head if your name is mentioned
will always eventually turn the conversation topic to you
immediately looking for your reaction once telling a joke
^ caring how you perceive things
cares for your opinions more than their own
the first smile you share.
^ not a small half-smile, a real smile. differs between a hearty laugh, a beaming smile with their teeth, or the smirk after a kiss.
slowing becoming like each other
the subtle things they notice.. become not so subtle.
^ "i've always loved the freckles on your cheeks, and your eyes, and your lips. no i just like you."
finding things that remind them of you.
"i like this candle." "i know." "how?" "it reminded me of your perfume."
being shy around each other
"why are you so jittery?" "i just saw _____, they're so beautiful."
denial. realization. obsession.
^ their responses to falling in love w/ you, sometimes in that exact order.
denial: "whaaaaattt, i don't like _____..." "yeah, and i don't breath oxygen."
realization: all the butterflies in their stomach, why their gaze always falls on you, the urge to seek your approval.
& good ol' obsession.
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dumplingsjinson · 3 months
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List of established relationship prompts
Requested by: Anonymous Request: “heey! i love your prompts and i was wondering if you could write fluff/romantic prompts about a long lasting/established relationship” 
“So… Do you actually like me—” “We have been together for seven years. We’re getting married next year. What the hell do you think?”
“You… You learned to cook my favourite meal?” 
“You always know the exact temperature I like my baths at.” 
“It’s weird that you know me better than I know myself.”
“Life would suck complete testicles if it weren’t for you.” “Oh love, I really wish you weren’t always so vulgar when expressing your affections.”
“So… I heard from the grapevine that I’m the best thing that’s ever happened to you.” “Stupid, you hear that from me every day.” 
“Tell me how you fell in love with me.” “…I literally told you that again yesterday—” “I don’t care, I wanna hear it again. Plus, I like hearing you speak.”
Picking up little quirks from each other over the years. 
“My love, why don’t you just use the whole closet instead of three quarters of it?” 
What’s Character A’s is also Character B’s, and vice versa. Sharing isn’t caring, sharing is the norm. 
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euthymiaaa · 4 months
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— subtle physical affection prompts 𓆩♡𓆪
i hope everyone is having a great new year so far! enjoy :D
pushing strands of their hair out of their face
brushing the dust of their clothes
wiping off a food stain near their lips (bonus: you lick it off your fingers)
briefly tracing the lines of their palms
patiently helping them put their shoes on
teasingly playing with the string of their hoodie
nose boops
comparing hand sizes
accidentally grazing their hands as both of you are reaching for the same object
gentle massages for their shoulders
delicately putting your hand on their back
playful stabs with your fingers onto the side of their waist
ever so light forehead pecks
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