prompts that has me lying on a highway:
(feel free to use <3 10, 15, 20 are my favs omds. yall tag me when u writeeee I'd love to read :))
"I'm glad you were strong, love."
"i notice the little efforts you make for me.. and i just want you to know i appreciate it." whos cutting onions
SMILING during a kissss >>>>>
the gaze that softens as soon as it lands on you.
hand holding, twirling in their arms, slow dancing > <
telling a joke just to see them laugh
"love.. isn't a word enough to express what i feel for you."
"you were my bestfriend, before you were anything else, love." <333
hugging. especially if they're not much of a hugger, but they keep hugging you because you feel down. (this is my bestfriend aaah ilovehersm :( )
"tell me what you want, baby." in the deepest, nearly inaudible murmur AAAAH
when they always feed you their last bite
"give me a hug."
"i can't even act mad at you, love."
flirty BANTERS!!!!
"I'll come over there and make you shut up then." "you can try."
"i love you." "say it again."
caressing one's cheek (the one in the face.)
running into each other's arms after barely surviving
enemies but one is admitting, confessing and crying to the another after almost losing them!!!!!
collecting your injured lover,
^ "don't you dare die on me, [full fckn name]." "i won't, my love, i want to live for you... with you. for a long time." they strain but their smile after makes you cry.
"this is so wrong," "if so, then stop me, love," "you tempt me, [name]-" cue a KISSSSS "-and you drive me insane."
being curled up together on the bed, their face buried in your chest.
"i like how you did ____ today/that day."
forehead kisses. cheek kisses, knuckle kisses.
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"it's always been you"
a little more moody one today but dw they are just realizing that they are inevitable :) also ive been listening a lot to lord huron's meet me in the woods and it's pretty perfect for them..... my head is full of ideas!!!!!
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first time meeting neighbor nanami kento in the elevator. both reaching to press the button for the 5th floor. your movements freezing as your hands touch in the air. an awkward “sorry” coming from both sides. “let me”, he presses the button. “thanks”, you put your hand back on your bag handle, slightly bowing your head, hoping it’s enough to hide your flushed cheeks.
you glance at his reflection on the elevator door. he’s looking at you. “new around?”, he asks, voice quiet and monotone. “yes”, you reply, “just recently moved”
“it’s a quiet neighborhood, hope it’s to your liking”
you nod with a barely audible “mhm”.
the elevator stops. the doors open. “please”, he takes a small step back, “after you” — inviting you to go first both with words and body.
“thanks”, you say as you step out but “what a man” you think in your head, your heartbeat slightly speeding up — you might just be tiny bit charmed by this blond man.
“well”, you stop in front of your apartment door, “it was nice meetin—”, you fail to finish as he stops in front of the next door and looks at you, “oh?” — it’s barely noticeable but his eyes slightly widen — “we’re next-door neighbors” — and then quickly go back to normal.
“seems so”, you confirm with a smile.
each encounter with him in the apartment building would lead to slower walks down the corridor and more dragged-out conversations in front of your doorsteps, on purpose — just so you can steal a little bit more time together here and there, neither of you aware of the mutual crushing nor brave enough to invite the other in — it might seem too pushy and inappropriate — you both would think.
your eyes would search for each other every day going in and out of the building. sometimes you’d find him waiting in front of the elevator, even though the hall indicator would show it’s already on the 1st floor. and other times it’s you who’d do the waiting.
after a while you both become well aware of each other’s schedules and thus the “accidental” hallway meetings become a stable part of your day.
but when you don’t see him around this evening you find it a bit unusual. maybe he got held back at work, you think.
he didn’t.
he’s waiting. leaning against the wall next to your apartment door, with a bottle of red wine and two glasses — he’s waiting. for you.
and little did you know — you would leave together the next morning.
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One of Bruce's go-to moves is bluffing and it drives him crazy that Clark knows how to read him well enough to always call them. So even though the Justice League is sweating bullets after Batman's latest pronouncement, Clark crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow and Bruce is furious he's got to fold. Same goes for when Bruce lies about his capabilities after an injury, or makes a threat.
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jily’s seventh year pining era will never not get me.
them looking at each other during meals and lily thinking james doesn’t like her anymore while james is just aching because she’s still so beautiful>>>
them going to sleep after a gryffindor common room party only to realize they spent the entire night together talking and laughing>>>
james trying his hardest to just be lily’s friend and respect her wishes while lily has been sending signals at him for weeks>>>
lily drooling over james after quidditch practice>>>
james being in awe of lily when she gets a question right during class after trying to compete with her a moment before>>>
them all of a sudden having inside jokes and being the first ones to look at each other when something funny happens>>>
my heart is always so warm thinking about them.
(btw remus and marlene were the most excited out of everyone)
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I wonder what Neil Gaiman meant when he said that one of Crowley’s favorite The Velvet Underground Songs is “Pale Blue Eyes”. SPECIFICALLY in secret.
What did he mean when he named the song named That, with lyrics like, “Baby, you just / Make me so mad / Linger on / Your pale blue eyes,” and “Thought of you as everything / I’ve had but couldn’t keep,” and “It was good what we did yesterday, and I’d do it once again,” and “You’re my best friend,” and “But it’s (how the singer feels) truly, truly a sin”
It’s just really really subtle ya know, like, I don’t think we’ll ever know what he could have POSSIBLY meant by s
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