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[promptingyou]

(blank) to lovers

classmates who always end up sitting beside each other bc their last names start with the same letter

comedic duo side character friends who seem very platonic in group settings but show more vulnerability when they spend some time alone

academic rivals who eventually find out they both work hard for the same (usually tragic) reason

co-workers at a very fancy (and expensive) cafe who originally only know each other based on their customer service persona but eventually get to know the real them

town tarot card reader and local newspaper skeptic

star athlete and the (physically), weakest assistant manager known to exist

strangers who meet on the last train out of town: one having had the best day of their life and the other having had the worst (like that meme lmao)

best friend of the class clown and best friend of the class president

chronically online nerd and off the grid farmer

friend of a friend of a friend of a friend

fake dating (but as spies or something in a life or death situation)

penpals since they were 13, vowed to never meet in person, but did so accidentally

airport crush to crush at the resort your family is staying at for a family reunion to return flight airport crush

neighbours who end up helping each other since each of their weaknesses are perfectly supported by the other's strengths

minimalist friend and maximalist friend

small craft supply store part-timer and camp counselor

two friends who have endlessly convinced themselves that they have no romantic feelings for each other but eventually realize that theyre the only one for them when it's almost too late

exes to platonic co stars in a movie/show/play

met on a dating app and eventually went on a date bc they thought it would result in a funny story but actually it led

caterer and florist who both work with an insufferable wedding planner

new years kiss with a stranger at a grubby local bar

[xxxsoukokuxxx]

Hi kitty! Could I request a scenario for prompt 9 with Chuuya? I'm not sure if you write for him since there's no list for who you write, so I hope it's alright (人 •͈ᴗ•͈)

9. wiping away someone’s tears

Bungo Stray Dogs, Chuya Nakahara x reader

physical affection prompts

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The late night sky was a jet black. Clouds hide away the ivory moon from view. Stars that once decorated the night sky was now covered by blankets of ominous storm clouds. The sound and fresh scent of rain filled the atmosphere.

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You and your dearest Chuya were sound asleep, entangled in the sheets as well in each other’s arms. Soft little snores and the sound of rain hitting the window filled the room. 

However, your peaceful sleep wouldn’t last long. Your worst nightmares began to haunt your mind. Your face scrunched up in displeasure. Breathing becoming ragged as beads of sweat rolled down your temples. Mumblings full of anxiety tumbled past your lips. You began to shift around and this woke Chuya up. In a sleepy haze he hears a broken voice say, “Don’t leave me alone”  and then realizes its you.

A sudden crack of thunder rips through the sky as well as rips you away from your dreadful nightmare. You jump in shock and startle Chuya a bit. It takes you a while to register that it was just a nightmare as your eyes scanned the darkened room.

 Chuya gets up and holds you in his embrace. “It’s okay. It was all just a bad dream. I’m right here”, he whispers sweet nothings into your ear until you calm down a little. One of his hands run up and down your back, tracing invisible patterns, while the other lays your head down on his chest with his chin resting atop your head.

You tilt your head slightly upwards, looking at him, teary eyed. He donned a sad expression, he never liked to see you cry or broken. Unable to hold it in anymore, tears begin to roll down your cheeks. He uses the pad of his thumb to wipe them away. He pulls you close to his chest once again, holding you tightly in his arms. Your little sniffles and the pitter-patter of the rain filled the room.

Chuya may be a hothead and surely does have a short fuse but when it comes to you, he’s the gentlest person in the world. Sure he puts the tough guy act on the outside, but on the inside, he’s a soft teddy bear secretly wanting to help others.

After your sniffles die down, he gives you a chaste kiss on the lips and says that you should both go back to sleep and get some rest but not before reassuring you he’s right there. Your head is tucked underneath his chin and his heartbeat lulls you to sleep. Chuya watches in awe while running his nimble fingers through your hair and soon after he also falls asleep.

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Thank you for being my very first ask! I hope you like this. If it is not what you wanted, feel free to request again. sorry if its short though

[voiceless-terror]

26 for tim and jon?

This is for Prompt 26 on Physical Affection: Touching Feet and Immediately Screaming and Recoiling. I’m so glad you prompted this lmao, especially with Jon and Tim. Can be read as either Jon/Tim or platonic, whichever you prefer. This takes place pre-canon.  So here you go, hope you enjoy!

Tim and Jon wind up in bed together. Somehow this ends in a bloody nose. 

Sunlight filtered in through the curtains of Tim’s bedroom, its hazy rays warming his skin as he turned away from the window. They’d all gone out for a drink last night after a long day spent researching; Sasha had gone home at a reasonable hour, but he had convinced Jon to stay for a few more rounds. It wasn’t particularly hard as the man couldn’t hold a glass of wine to save his life. They stumbled home at some ungodly hour and collapsed into bed. Tim vaguely recalled some singing involved.

His head had the tell-tale ache of too much liquor too fast as he rubbed his face back into the pillow. He felt the minute shifting of a body next to his; Jon must have stirred at some point. 

“Go back t’sleep,” he mumbled, moving to wrap his arms around the man and trap him in the bed. But Jon’s shoulders felt weirdly knobby and not-right, and when he nuzzled his face into the back of Jon’s hair it felt weird and woolly and poke-y. Tim blinked his eyes open in confusion.

It was in fact not Jon’s hair at all. It was thick, woolen socks. Socks that were on feet. Feet that Tim currently had his face smashed into.

Tim did what any normal person would do in this situation- he screamed. And began to thrash his limbs around to get away from the offensive appendages. 

Several things happened at once. One: Jon began to scream and thrash from his inexplicable place at the bottom of the bed in response to Tim’s screaming and thrashing. Two: Tim’s knee made contact with what was either Jon’s face or groin, judging by the sound he made. Three: Tim was thrown off the bed with a surprising amount of force and was currently tangled in his sheets, incapable of getting up.

“What the fuck, Jon?” he shrieked, blinking away the shock. Jon’s head popped out from under the covers, hair mussed and nose bleeding prodigiously onto Tim’s bed.

“You assaulted me with your knee.” Jon sputtered nasally as he clutched at his face, using Tim’s blanket to stifle the bleeding.

“You assaulted me with your feet!”

“I didn’t touch you, at all-”

“Stop- stop using my blanket! Christ, I’ll grab a napkin or something-” Tim tripped out of the bedroom, grabbing at a roll of paper towels and ripping some off to pass to Jon who snatched it out of his hand. They both took a moment to glare at each other- Tim in last night’s clothes with a sheet still wrapped around his ankle and Jon tucked into the corner of the bed, prickly and bleeding- before Tim broke, starting a laugh that soon turned uproarious as Jon chuckled along.

“Seriously though, what the fuck were you doing at the other end of the bed?”

“You snore! Your face was millimeters from mine!” Jon sniffled into his paper towel.

“Not that badly! You’ve never complained before.”

“Do you remember eating an entire plate of onion rings last night?” Jon asked pointedly. “And does it feel like you brushed your teeth?”

Tim paused for a moment in consideration; he had, in fact, ordered a plate of onion rings for the table and subsequently demolished them by himself. And no, he did not brush his teeth upon returning home.

“Okay, valid.”

When Jon walked in on Monday, Sasha gasped at the bruises that littered his face. Before she could ask Tim slung an arm around his shoulder and winked.

“Bar fight. You should see the other guy!”

[spookybias]

hi! it's promptingyou!! (i'm on anon bc it's a sideblog lol) i really appreciate you writing with my prompts! i stan all of the groups you write for and your works just!! make me happy!! just wanted to say i really appreciate it!! have a nice day!!

omgosh i... i was literally just on your blog and i think i just spam liked some of your stuff o.o gah i'm embarrassed. your prompts are literally amazing. it's an honor to write with them, really. i'm glad my writing is making you happy, i hope i can do more of your prompts justice <3

[promptingyou]

are we friends, or more?

(or unconventional displays of affection and intimacy)

helping them stay balanced on a subway/bus

giving them a taste of your meal, with your own cutlery (bonus: by your own hand)

randomly curating and sharing a playlist that you think they would like

lending them your clothes

facing your body towards them in a group of people; even when they aren’t talking

calling them first when spreading some good news

talking about your interests unabashedly

remembering their favourite ice cream flavor (or something equally as meticulous)

checking in; asking if they’re okay at a busy social event

pretending to also dislike something they do; just so they don’t feel so alone

their contact name being formatted differently than everyone else

running to you when they see you

knowing their food/drink order

actually watching something they talked about in passing

walking them home, especially at night

trying to like the things that you enjoy, even if they aren’t completely onboard with it (yet)

talking about them to your friends/family

asking them how their work/test/class went at exactly the time it ends

comparing hand sizes

sending articles to them that are (even slightly) related to things they’re interested in

being openly defensive of them when others try to put them down

seeing something in the store that reminds you of them; then buying it immediately

mentioning them in your journal entry

asking them about their likes and dislikes, very often and randomly

telling them you enjoy spending time together

(bonus: both of y’all doing both of these things but neither of you noticing it smh)

[promptingyou]

physical affection prompts!

pats on the head

interlocking pinkies

smiling into a kiss

a hug after not seeing someone for a long time

giggly cuddles

chasing someone’s lips after they pull away

squishing their cheeks

brushing hands by accident

wiping away someone’s tears

lifting someone up out of excitement

back hugs

an incredibly loud and painful high-five

kissing someone’s forehead

play wrestling

the biggest, warmest hugs

kissing knuckles

tugging on the bottom of someone’s shirt

wiping away food from someone’s lips

peppering their face in kisses

chest bump

accidentally knocking your head into someone’s chin

kissing someone’s cuts/bruises/scratches

a hug that some might consider as ~too long~

confusing a handshake for a fist bump

playfully biting someone

bonus: touching feet and immediately screaming and recoiling

[promptingyou]

enemies to lovers prompts

“i can’t believe i hurt you like that”

“i will try to mend the scars that i created”

“my biggest regret is not doing this sooner”

“the butterflies in my stomach were confused for disgust”

“i swear, i’m not the person i used to be”

“you know, you really hurt me”

“part of me will never forgive you”

“how do i know i can trust you?”

“you’re kinda cute when you don’t hate my guts”

“through it all, i still liked you”

“before i wanted nothing to do with you; now i can’t imagine my life without you”

“you literally tried to kill me… and now you’re trying to kiss/hug/etc. me?”

“come to think of it, i don’t know anything about you”

“seriously, why did i hate you so much”

“i think i hated you just because i knew i couldn’t have you”

“let’s not go too fast, for now… let’s call a truce”

“i can’t forgive myself for the way i treated you”

“i’ve never seen you smile before… i really like it”

“just because we come from different worlds, doesn’t mean we can’t come together”

“why are you always on my mind when i don’t even like you”

“it’s been a while… you seem… different”

“how can you say that after all you’ve done to me”

“we can’t be doing this”

“i guess you could call it a change of heart”

“how can you love me when all i’ve done is hurt you”

bonus: “you thought i hated you? i thought you hated me!”

[promptingyou]

nonverbal ways to say ‘i love you’

my first request! meant to be a prompt list but is also just a cute list :) enjoy!

holding and squeezing their hands

rubbing their back until they fall asleep

making them dinner without them asking

getting a glass of water for them

remembering a very trivial fact about them

open arms, ready for a hug

silently trying to fix their problem(s)

waking them up when their alarm fails to

buying something that reminds you of them

sharing your food with them (bonus: if you feed them)

getting them out of an uncomfortable situation

giving them your coat when they’re cold

taking care of them when they are sick

texting to make sure they got home safe

paying attention when they are talking about their passions

sending them photo updates of what you’re doing

doing their least favourite chore for them

memorizing their fast food order

trying to understand their opinion even if it differs from your own

loving eye contact → bursting into a huge smile