Oh The Way Love Makes Me Ache.

"Which do you reckon is prettier; the moon or the stars?" "Your eyes."

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* kiss kiss *

#105: Use the words fireworks, kiss and midnight in your next story.

#351: "I could kiss you right now!" "You're very welcome to do it."

#399: "Kiss me or kill me, but make up your mind right now."

#412: "One kiss before we die?" "You can get the kiss when we survive, so move!"

#447: Kissing in the rain sounds romantic until one of them ends up with pneumonia.

#488: "You kissed me." "You kissed me back." "And I'm not here to apologize."

#490: "I would appreciate it, if you would kiss me right now."

#555: "If you don't kiss me, right now…" "Then what?" "Then I will have to do it myself."

#577: "Are you going to hit me if I kiss you?" "I might if you don't."

#670: The kiss cam definitely had it in for her.

#832: "Why do I feel like that dog gets more kisses than me?"

#875: "When did you find out?" "When you kissed me, probably."

#978: She was not the type of person to back down from a dare. And everything he did was daring her to kiss him.

#1002: "I can't stop thinking about kissing you." "Then do it. Get it out of your head."

#1005: "Would you kiss me for 100€?" "Sorry, but I don't have any cash on me right now." "No, I mean I would give you 100€ to kiss me." "Why would you give me money to do something I would pay money to do?"

#1008: "It was just a kiss." "I know. But does it have to be just that?"

#1010: "Let's not worry about the future. Let's just take this one kiss at a time." "I like how that sounds."

#1016: All their kisses so far had been full of anger. Too rough, too desperate. This one was their first kiss that was soft, without urgency.

#1061: "I have wanted to kiss you every time I've seen you smile." "Then why haven't you yet?"

#1080: "I can't stop thinking about kissing you." "And what are you going to do about that?"

#1087: She wanted it all. The lazy mornings in bed, the fight over which movie to watch, the bumping into each other in their small kitchen. The disagreements and the tears and the kisses and their love. For once she wanted to be selfish, and she wanted to have it all.

#1122: "Well, I did kiss you back, didn't I?"

#1128: "You really love me? This is not a prank, right? Because then I would have to punch you and I actually really want to kiss you."

#1266: "Why is your stupid face just so kissable?"

#1303: "You almost kissed me." "And you sound disappointed that I didn't."

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Phobias for Your MC

˙⋆✮ Arachnophobia: Fear of spiders

˙⋆✮ Acrophobia: Fear of heights

˙⋆✮ Claustrophobia: Fear of confined or crowded spaces

˙⋆✮ Ophidiophobia: Fear of snakes

˙⋆✮ Cynophobia: Fear of dogs

˙⋆✮ Trypophobia: Fear of clusters of small holes or bumps

˙⋆✮ Social Anxiety Disorder (SAD): Fear of social situations and interactions

˙⋆✮ Glossophobia: Fear of public speaking

˙⋆✮ Hemophobia: Fear of blood

˙⋆✮ Nyctophobia: Fear of darkness or night

˙⋆✮ Thanatophobia: Fear of death or dying

˙⋆✮ Mysophobia: Fear of germs or dirt

˙⋆✮ Entomophobia: Fear of insects

˙⋆✮ Aquaphobia: Fear of water

˙⋆✮ Astraphobia: Fear of thunder and lightning

˙⋆✮ Dentophobia: Fear of dentists or dental procedures

˙⋆✮ Selenophobia: Fear of the moon

˙⋆✮ Taphophobia: Fear of being buried alive or of cemeteries

˙⋆✮ Xenophobia: Fear of strangers or foreigners

˙⋆✮ Atychiphobia: Fear of failure or not being good enough

˙⋆✮ Aerophobia: Fear of flying

˙⋆✮ Agoraphobia: Fear of open or crowded spaces, or situations where escape seems difficult

˙⋆✮ Algophobia: Fear of pain

˙⋆✮ Amaxophobia: Fear of riding in a car

˙⋆✮ Androphobia: Fear of men

˙⋆✮ Aphenphosmphobia: Fear of being touched

˙⋆✮ Catagelophobia: Fear of being ridiculed or embarrassed

˙⋆✮ Catoptrophobia: Fear of mirrors

˙⋆✮ Cherophobia: Fear of happiness or joy

˙⋆✮ Chromophobia: Fear of colors

˙⋆✮ Gynophobia: Fear of women

˙⋆✮ Heliophobia: Fear of sunlight

˙⋆✮ Philophobia: Fear of love or falling in love

˙⋆✮ Phobophobia: Fear of fear itself

˙⋆✮ Phonophobia: Fear of loud sounds or voices

˙⋆✮ Phasmophobia: Fear of ghosts

˙⋆✮ Pyrophobia: Fear of fire

˙⋆✮ Scopophobia: Fear of being looked at or stared at

˙⋆✮ Somniphobia: Fear of sleep

˙⋆✮ Spectrophobia: Fear of mirrors or one's own reflection

˙⋆✮ Thalassophobia: Fear of the ocean or deep water

˙⋆✮ Tokophobia: Fear of pregnancy or childbirth

˙⋆✮ Traumatophobia: Fear of injury

˙⋆✮ Triskaidekaphobia: Fear of the number 13

˙⋆✮ Trypanophobia: Fear of needles or injections

˙⋆✮ Zoophobia: Fear of animals

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DAINTY CHAINS | pattern 03.

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Forced Proximity Prompts

there’s only one bed / couch / horse / car…

huddling for warmth (sharing a blanket?)

trapped somewhere (a cell, a cave, an island…)

squeezed against one another in a busy bus / subway

hiding & squeezing into the same hiding spot

squished in the back of the car (or trunk if the car is truly too full)

only one tool, book, or similar, that they have to share

squeezing under an umbrella or a small roof when it rains

forced to share a hotel room / apartment /dorm room

one is scared and latches onto the other’s arm, refusing to let go

“Why are you so goddamn big?” “Bold words for someone whose neck is so in reach for me right now.”

“How much longer you think we’re gonna be stuck here?

“Move!” “You move!”

“Oh, sorry, was that your…” “Yeah, um, no problem. Wait, I’ll try to move…”

“Stop moving so much!”

“This is so awkward.” “Only if you make it awkward.”

“I never realised how small/big/tall/short/… you are.”

“I can’t breathe…” “As someone currently pressed up against your chest, I can hear you breathing just fine.”

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⚘ 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈, 𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬

Hurray for body positivity. #projecting

Toji was a big man, and that meant he had a big appetite.

Not in terms of food, though. Toji could probably clear an entire buffet alone, granted — but his real hunger came out when you were around. It was obvious in the way those jaded eyes of his dragged down each soft inch of your body with clear intent.

He was a goner for the way the curve of your waist dipped in ever so slightly, then flared out into a full set of hips.

Not only that, Toji found that being able to worship your body with his very hands was nothing short of ecstasy. His palms were large, complete with sets of thick fingers that were able to mould into your plush skin with ease.

Then there was that slight pudge over your lower belly. Your husband liked how it was never fully flat — relaxed on some days, bloated on others. Regardless, Toji found it to be the place to leave a peck, imagining his future child nestled deep within one day.

Oh, and your thighs? That was a different conversation entirely.

"Fuckin' perfect," Toji would mumble to himself, loud enough for you to hear as your thighs spread out once you sat down. You'd laugh his words off, crossing your legs out of self-consciousness — a habit of yours.

Toji was having none of it.

"You don't really mean that, do you?" You'd question, which was something he found utterly ridiculous.

It was then he'd drag you on top of him, groaning at the way you were finally pinning him down with your weight instead of the other way around. "You're just saying that so that I'll let you fuck my thighs for once."

"Partially."

Yes, Toji did want to fuck your thighs. He wanted to grip onto them, knead the flesh with his fingers as he rocked frantically against you. He wanted to glaze them with his cum, all whilst you whimpered from overstimulation below him.

But more importantly, Toji wanted you to be content — to embrace the femininity he'd seen you flaunt in front of him in your more confident moments. He knew you had it in you.

Toji was more than happy to remind you. With wandering hands and a set of lips nipping at the soft curve of your jaw, breasts, stomach, and lower still — Toji felt grounded.

When your thighs were around his head, however, Toji knew he was home. The man was shameless in his worship — tongue swivelling in filthy circles and mouth sucking in each and every plump surface of your mound.

He'd draw hearts with his wet muscle, spitting atop of your pussy as you writhed. Then Toji would dive back in, pointed nose, nudged up right against your poor clit as he ate you out with vigour.

Toji wanted to drown in you, to put it bluntly. All he wanted to hear, to see, to taste was you at your most vulnerable, where you were tugging on his hair and using him for your pleasure — regardless of whether you were sitting on his face, his thick fingers sinking into your ass, or laying on your back.

Toji could handle it because he was a big man with an even bigger appetite.

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

[literaryvein-references]

When your Character...

Gets into: A Fight ⚜ ...Another Fight ⚜ ...Yet Another Fight

Hates Someone ⚜ Kisses Someone ⚜ Falls in Love

Calls Someone they Love ⚜ Dies / Cheats Death ⚜ Drowns

is...

A Ballerina ⚜ A Child ⚜ Interacting with a Child ⚜ A Cheerleader

A Cowboy ⚜ A Genius ⚜ A Lawyer ⚜ A Pirate ⚜ A Spy

A Wheelchair User ⚜ A Zombie ⚜ Beautiful ⚜ Dangerous ⚜ Drunk

Funny ⚜ In a Coma ⚜ In a Secret Society ⚜ Injured ⚜ Shy

needs...

A Magical Item ⚜ An Aphrodisiac ⚜ A Fictional Poison

A Coping Strategy ⚜ A Drink ⚜ A Medicinal Herb ⚜ A Mentor

Money ⚜ A Persuasion Tactic ⚜ A Quirk ⚜ To be Killed Off

To Become Likable ⚜ To Clean a Wound ⚜ To Self-Reflect

To Find the Right Word, but Can't ⚜ To Say No ⚜ To Swear

loves...

Astronomy ⚜ Baking ⚜ Cooking ⚜ Cocktails ⚜ Food ⚜ Oils

Dancing ⚜ Fashion ⚜ Gems ⚜ Herbal Remedies ⚜ Honey

Mushrooms ⚜ Mythology ⚜ Numbers ⚜ Perfumes

Roses ⚜ Sweets ⚜ To Argue ⚜ To Insult ⚜ To Kiss

To Make False Claims ⚜ Wine ⚜ Wine-Tasting ⚜ Yoga

has/experiences...

Allergies ⚜ Amnesia ⚜ Bereavement ⚜ Bites & Stings

Bruises ⚜ Caffeine ⚜ CO Poisoning ⚜ Color Blindness

Facial Hair ⚜ Fainting ⚜ Fevers ⚜ Food Allergies

Food Poisoning ⚜ Fractures ⚜ Frostbite ⚜ Hypothermia

Injuries ⚜ Jet Lag ⚜ Kidnapping ⚜ Manipulation ⚜ Mutism

Pain ⚜ Paranoia ⚜ Poisoning ⚜ More Pain & Violence

Scars ⚜ Trauma ⚜ Viruses ⚜ Wounds

[these are just quick references. more research may be needed to write your story...]

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when a character is so badly hurt/sick that their demeanour switches up entirely

chatty characters pale-faced and silent

quiet and reserved characters rambling deliriously

character who always resorts to humour clearly trying to think of a quip but coming up empty

no-nonsense character so loopy that they can’t stop giggling

a stoic character’s hands trembling in panic

an easily frightened character so far out of it that they aren’t aware of what’s happening to them, much less afraid

intelligent characters who can’t think straight

protective (self-sacrificial) characters letting someone else take the fall for them because they’re too weak to object

patient characters snapping at whoever comes near

affectionate character who wants to be alone

lone wolf who begs you to stay a minute longer.

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Oil Lamps

I am once again stone and am stuck so here's this weird first kiss drabble I wrote for practice. It's technically aimed towards a fic on my main—so their no Y/N but also no defining features stated?

His eyes held a strong connection with her own, a mummed conversation in a language they, themselves didn't truly know yet. There was a slight tremble in her breath as it whispered, cool coffee tainted, across his cheek, and he knocked his nose into her, gently trying to curb her stress.

His hands, which rested on the table, caging her in, slowly approached her body, giving her ample time to stop him, though he'd remove himself them minute she asked. Her body pressed into his palms and he answered with warm lips searing his want across her shoulder. A hot, slow map soothing along her skin, easing a stifled whine from her lips.

He shaped a path up her thighs, up her sides, his left detouring to the dip of her spine while his right molded itself snug against her ribs. Neither stayed inert for long, both trailing in opposite directions, before backtracking in another direction. By his third trip orbiting her body like the sun, he carefully eased her over the edge and up on to the desk.

The blood rushed from her stomach to her limbs in an embarrassingly quick response to the slight press of his hips, leaving her suffocating on butterflies in her stomach and a buzz in her limbs. She wondered if he could feel her fingers trembled as they slipped into his hair, as she simply wanted to hold her answer to life. She felt the bite of his grip as he melted into her easy pull of her finger— he'd follow her beyond the stars if she wanted, but she was only trying to bring him close again.

She let him guide her arms up; slow and coaxing, pulling her like a spring breeze. His body puzzled itself perfectly between the gaps of her own, and it was like her soul relaxed, having found the perfect home. This is everything those late nights tinkering in the lab had been leading too— This sacrosanct moment, their own universe hidden right here and now in between them.

Still too sacred of a moment, he inched closer to her, needing guidance for their little space. He was so close, his lips almost ghosted hers as her spoke a simple plea of her name. That was all, but she understood just fine.

And their world erupted like a flame to oil, a flame so bright, it was sure to burn forever.

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Is this joke dead yet

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A.K.A. Johnny and his Shalla-bubu

[matomai]

Is this joke dead yet

[satanzayoru25341]

A.K.A. Johnny and his Shalla-bubu