✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 . ( A Collection Of Prompts Centered Around

PROMPTS FOR THE MORNING AFTER *  adjust as necessary, nsfw implied

this... isn't my bed.

i'll make us breakfast.

wait, how long have you been here?

did you stay the night?

you're so beautiful like this.

did i give you that hickey?

don't get up. stay right here.

kiss me again.

nice bedhead.

are you... wearing anything?

this was a bad idea.

i've wanted to do that forever.

did you enjoy it?

i did a number on your back. sorry about that.

is this your shirt?

maybe you should go.

i had a great time.

if you stay, i'll make us coffee.

i shouldn't have stayed over.

come back here. please?

i've never been like that with anyone before.

there's a bra on the ceiling fan.

did we... actually...?

we could do it again, if you want.

you made me feel... incredible.

was it... okay?

you look beautiful in my bed.

what do you remember?

was i too loud?

you can borrow my shirt.

i guess this makes us more than friends.

this can't be happening.

i could spend the day just like this, right here with you.

is that a hickey?

this was just for fun. it doesn't mean we're together.

this wasn't supposed to happen.

should we talk about it?

what time is it? i'm late for work.

how long have you been awake?

i remember... everything.

we should do that again sometime.

i think we cuddled.

that was the best night of my life.

what parts do you remember?

why don't you stay for breakfast?

was it good for you?

the sex was great.

how do you like your eggs?

are we still friends?

sorry, i've got morning breath.

i'd really like to keep seeing you.

i'm glad i invited you in.

finally... fucking finally.

please don't leave the bed.

don't make fun of me if i walk funny.

this doesn't mean anything.

my friends are never going to believe this.

i don't even know who i was last night.

no one's ever taken care of me like that.

let me help you clean up.

maybe we should forget this even happened.

i'm just going to... leave.

you said some wild things last night.

you're wearing my shirt.

maybe we could make this a regular thing.

am i blushing? i'm blushing, aren't i.

where did i put my glasses?

your clothes are in the living room.

i need a shower.

your hair's a mess.

you make a great pillow.

i thought we agreed this would ruin our relationship.

did i do something wrong?

we were pretty loud.

do you want me to leave?

i asked you to stay the night.

i bet your neighbors hate us.

stay like this.

well, that's one way to bounce back.

what about round two?

don't let go of me.

why don't you join me in the shower?

we can't keep doing this.

we're fucked, aren't we.

how long have i been asleep?

i tried to keep feelings out of this. i really did.

𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂  𝐑𝐏  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒  .  .  .  (  pt  3.  the  first  admission  )   Moments  of  hesitation,  breathless  confessions,  and  the  weight  of  words  finally  spoken    ✧  ˚₊  Themes:  vulnerability,  tension,  relief  &  the  fear  of  ruining  everything

✧      ›     𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐒    &    𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓

My  muse  stumbles  over  their  words,  finally  managing  to  say,  “I…  I  think  I’ve  been  in  love  with  you  for  a  while.”

My  muse  fidgets  with  their  hands,  avoiding  your  muse’s  gaze  as  they  whisper,  “Do  you  ever  think  about  us?  Like…  more  than  just  friends?”

My  muse  lets  it  slip  without  thinking,  eyes  widening  as  they  murmur,  “God,  I  love  you—”  then  freeze.

My  muse  bites  their  lip,  hesitates,  then  finally  sighs,  “I  don’t  know  how  to  say  this,  but…  I  think  you  mean  more  to  me  than  you  should.”

My  muse  confesses  in  a  quiet  moment,  looking  down,  “I  don’t  need  you  to  say  anything  back,  I  just…  needed  you  to  know.”

My  muse  shakes  their  head  with  a  soft  laugh.  “It’s  ridiculous,  really.  I  was  scared  to  tell  you  because…  I  didn’t  want  to  lose  you.”

✧    ›     𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓     &     𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

My  muse  snaps  in  frustration,  “Do  you  really  not  see  it?  How  much  I—”  then  stops,  realizing  what  they  almost  said.

My  muse  confesses  in  a  moment  of  desperation,  gripping  your  muse’s  wrist  as  they  plead,  “Just…  tell  me  I  don’t  have  a  chance,  and  I’ll  stop.”

My  muse  looks  away,  voice  barely  above  a  whisper.  “If  I  tell  you,  everything  changes.  And  I  don’t  know  if  I  can  handle  that.”

My  muse  confesses  in  a  reckless  moment,  pulling  your  muse  close.  “I  should’ve  said  it  sooner.  I  should’ve  told  you  before  it  was  too  late.”

My  muse  breaks  the  silence  with  a  strained  voice.  “I  don’t  want  to  pretend  anymore.  I  can’t  keep  acting  like  I  don’t—like  I  don’t  feel  this  way.”

My  muse  clenches  their  fists,  staring  at  the  ground.  “I’m  in  love  with  you.  I  have  been  for  years.  And  it’s  killing  me.”

✧    ›   𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃     &     𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆     𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅

My  muse  blurts  out,  “I  think  I—”  then  immediately  shuts  their  mouth,  cheeks  burning.

My  muse  tries  to  play  it  off,  laughing  nervously.  “I  mean,  it’s  not  like  I—uh,  you  know,  like  you  like  you  or  anything—”

My  muse  nearly  confesses  but  quickly  backtracks.  “It’s  nothing.  Forget  I  said  anything.”

My  muse  starts  to  confess  but  gets  interrupted,  then  panics,  saying,  “Never  mind!  Nothing  important!”

My  muse  trips  over  their  words,  then  just  sighs  in  defeat.  “Screw  it.  Yeah.  I  like  you.”

✧    ›   𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒     𝐈𝐍     𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄     𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒

My  muse  whispers  it  against  your  muse’s  skin,  their  breath  warm.  “I’ve  wanted  to  say  this  for  so  long…”

My  muse  confesses  as  they  tend  to  your  muse’s  wounds,  their  hands  gentle.  “You  don’t  get  it,  do  you?  I’d  do  anything  for  you.”

My  muse  leans  in,  voice  barely  audible.  “Tell  me  I’m  wrong.  Tell  me  you  don’t  feel  it  too.”

My  muse  murmurs  it  in  the  dark,  thinking  your  muse  is  asleep.  “…I  love  you.”

My  muse  says  it  in  the  middle  of  laughter,  their  expression  softening  as  realization  dawns.  “God,  I  love  you.”

My  muse  admits  it  right  before  a  goodbye,  voice  breaking.  “I  didn’t  want  to  leave  without  telling  you.”

!! reverse meme call. please be specific with which muse you want the meme from. !!

PROMPTS FOR TOUCH-STARVED MUSES *  adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of action prompts

DIALOGUE PROMPTS

could you... do that again?

please come back.

hold me again.

i need to feel you close.

we could share the same bed.

could we try holding hands?

right there. just like that.

i want to know how it feels.

i like it when you're nearby.

if you could just... stay here for a while.

lean into me. it's okay.

i like your hugs.

i want you here.

please touch me.

your arms feel so safe.

stay close to me.

the bed feels so cold.

come into my arms.

let me hold you.

cling to me.

you can keep doing that.

you don't have to let go.

i feel safe when you're near me.

that feels so good.

that was... really nice.

i like it when you play with my fingers.

could you come a little closer?

you can play with my hair if you want.

you don't have to sit so far away.

would you sleep here with me?

you feel like home to me.

if you keep doing that, i can't promise i'll behave.

can i lay on you?

would you touch me again?

don't let go of me.

stay like this.

don't go.

ACTION PROMPTS

[ reach ] sender hesitantly reaches for receiver's hand, unsure if the action will be reciprocated

[ instinct ] sender takes receiver's hand on instinct in reaction to a startling sight or event, not even realizing they did it

[ cling ] sender wraps both of their arms around one of receiver's arms and clings

[ rest ] sender sits next to receiver and rests their head on receiver's shoulder

[ doze ] sender falls asleep with their head on receiver's shoulder

[ play ] sender clings to receiver's hand and begins absentmindedly playing with their fingers

[ reassure ] sender reassures receiver by rubbing their arm up and down, hoping to ease their stress

[ heart ] sender guides receiver's hand to their heart

[ quiver ] sender and receiver's hands brush with slight contact, causing receiver to shiver on instinct

[ come back ] receiver took their hand away, so sender reaches for it a second time, taking it back and refusing to let go

[ first hug ] sender pulls receiver into their first hug

[ lasting ] sender and receiver's innocent hug lasts a little longer than they both expected

[ trace ] sender lightly traces the shape of sender's face, exploring every part of their complexion with tender fingertips

[ comb ] sender takes their time brushing receiver's hair

[ refuse ] when receiver insists they break their hug, sender refuses and only tightens their grip around them

[ cuddle ] sender moves closer to receiver as they sleep and snuggles down beside them, finding comfort in their presence

[ pull back ] sender pulls receiver back into bed with them

[ nuzzle ] sender nuzzles into receiver's cheek with their nose

[ cheek ] sender caresses receiver's cheek

[ nose ] sender lightly taps the tip of receiver's nose

[ lips ] sender caresses receiver's lips with their fingertip

[ chest ] sender smooths a hand over receiver's chest

[ legs ] sender starts to drag a hand back and forth over receiver's legs

[ inner thigh ] as sender caresses receiver's thigh, they gently slip their hand between receiver's legs

[ distance ] unable to touch or embrace receiver, sender self-soothes by wrapping their arms around themselves

[ pinky ] sender and receiver hold hands by their pinky fingers

[ smooth ] sender takes their time caressing over every part of receiver's body

[ blanket ] sender wraps a blanket around their body and receiver's body, hudding close together

the forest is a lung. it is a brain. it is a great organism made up of moving parts. when you walk through the forest, you are not in a place. you are in a being, traveling through its arteries while it breathes and thinks around you. the forest feels your presence. it knows that you are there.

OSCAR ISAAC as ABEL MORALES

A MOST VIOLENT YEAR (2014) | DIRECTED BY J.C. CHANDOR

upcoming on my multi bc i’m too lazy to switch blogs rn.

a french vampire witch / deva cassel.

a hybrid demon wolf / pedro pascal.

more acotar oc’s bc i just can’t resist.

& call the canons.

if you have any NPC’s you want to see come to life, don’t be afraid to ask!

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@seerfawn convinced me to do a damon salvatore... so that's what i'm doing. i need fc ideas.

I’m out here just missing the fox prince 😭❤️