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best friends to lovers prompts.

going as each other’s “platonic” date to a mutual friend’s wedding

agreeing to kiss each other “just to see what it’s like”

punching the guy who broke your best friend’s heart at prom

refusing to admit your feelings but making up ridiculous excuses to spend time together

“i’m not in love with my best friend” but everyone knows you're full of shit

there’s only one bed, which we decide to share (obviously been waiting for this moment)

friends and family think we’re dating because we’re always acting like a couple

sharing clothes, we're just that comfortable with each other

accidentally blurting out “i love you” during a conversation

“i’ll kiss you right now to prove i don’t feel anything for you” but the kiss proves the exact opposite

finding old letters you wrote to each other as kids and reminiscing

is there a reason you're always staring at me in class?

knowing your best friend inside out, everything from their favorite song, to the name of their stuffed animal in second grade

hiding your feelings, not wanting to ruin the friendship, even going as far as avoiding each other completely, yet always ending up sharing an intimate moment

immediately choosing each other for a group project, but spending more time making out than working

the first kiss and the realization of “it’s always been you”

starting to see each other in a different light

i’m watching you date all these other people and i don't know what it is i'm feeling but it's definitely not jealousy

you don't have anyone to go to prom with, so i volunteer, but we end up ditching early, instead driving around town, stopping for some cheap burgers and incredible sights

complimenting your best friend over small things, that realistically only someone who’s in love with that person would notice

that “oh shit” moment when the realization hits you

the “date” that isn't really a date but feels like one

showing up at each other’s house late at night

you're upset and disappear for a couple hours, and i'm the only one who knows where to find you (which is at the location we always hung out at as children)

one dropping hints about their feelings, the other one is completely oblivious

hearing your best friend say you’re nothing more than friends, dying a little on the inside because you wish it was more than that

family and friends constantly pointing out how compatible you are with each other

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Does Natasha enjoy being busty?

"Oh, I do, especially when it serves my purpose and my pleasure. You have no idea how easily people can fall for my control the moment I flash them some tits."

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[9 M/F]

When Natasha’s stripping of her disguise was interrupted by familiar hands pulling her shirt off and reaching into her bra to grope her breasts, she moaned in arousal and amusement, smirking as she leaned against him. The redhead always hated it when missions left her keyed up and with nothing to do, and she suspected the soldier who’d accompanied her that mission felt the same way, judging by the way he had twitched every now and then, bright eyes dark with pent-up frustration. They’d been prepared for a fight to go down, a long, drawn-out one, and while their target had so very kind as to give up barely a minute into the confrontation, it left them unfortunately disgruntled, their bodies still running on excitement that didn’t come to them. But that was okay, they could run each other out of energy, and it seemed like he had the same idea. He was already touching her in ways she liked, ways she enjoyed, and she purred in delight, pushing her ass back against him and looking up at him. “Not even a hello before this, handsome?” 

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Natasha snorted softly and moved to pour him a cup of coffee along with the plate from before, pushing them over to him before settling opposite him. “Any chance you remember the ‘party’ we went to after the mission debrief last night?” She teased him, crossing her arms as she studied him, light smile on her face. “We all got pretty smashed, and your apartment was a little far for you considering you were basically falling asleep already, so I decided to let you crash at mine for the night.” She waited for his reaction, wondering if he remembered any part of the night before. 

🛏️

Sam was hungover. But he wasn't on his own bed, no he was on someone else's. Oh no Sam what did you do? He checked his phone, it was dead, no power great. He found his clothes and put them on. Trying to find clues as to where he was.

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‘TOL AND SMOL’ PROMPTS

feel free to combine these with dialogue whether it’s something you make up or from other memes your partner has reblogged. 

[ BEND ]  for the shorter muse to tug the taller muse down so they can kiss their forehead. 

[ LEAN ]  for the taller muse to lean down to kiss the shorter muse’s forehead. 

[ LIFT ]  for taller muse to lift up the smaller one and sit them on a surface where they can be eye level. 

[ CLIMB ]  for the shorter muse to find somewhere to perch so they can be eye level with taller muse. 

[ INTERRUPT ]  for shorter muse to stop during the middle of a conversation and stand on a chair/sit on a table so they can be eye level with the taller one. 

[ GIVE ]  for the taller muse to place their jacket around the shorter muse’s shoulders,  the garment essentially ‘swallowing them whole.’

[ TAKE ]  for the taller muse to find the shorter one has ‘borrowed’ a shirt/sweater/jacket etc.  which is oversized on them.  

[ GO ]  for the taller muse to pick up the shorter one and carry them away from a potential/just started fight. 

[ RIDE ]  for the taller muse to give the shorter one a piggyback ride so they don’t have to keep up. 

[ SEE ]  for shorter muse to insist on getting to ride on the taller one’s shoulders.  

[ FIND ]  for the taller muse to lift the shorter one by the waist so they can reach something. 

[ EMBRACE ]  for the taller muse to lift the shorter muse off the ground when they hug. 

[ CATCH ]  for the shorter muse to run and jump into the taller muse’s arms. 

[ CARESS ]  for the taller muse to pick up the shorter one to kiss them. 

[ GIVE ]  for the shorter muse to stand or climb to sit on a higher surface to demand a kiss from the taller one. 

[  PULL  ]  for the shorter muse to tug the taller one down by the collar to kiss them. 

[ URGE ]  for the taller muse to tilt the shorter one’s chin up so they can look at their face. 

[ LOWER ]  for the taller muse to kneel in front of the shorter one so they’re less intimidating. 

[ HELP ]  for the taller muse to use the advantage of their stature to shield the shorter one from something. 

[ AID ]  for the taller muse to pick up the shorter one to lift them over something  (  stairs,  while hiking, a large puddle etc.  ). 

[ INSIST ]  for the shorter muse to guide the taller one to sit so they don’t have to keep looking up. 

[ COMFORT ]  for the taller muse to tuck their chin atop the shorter one’s head while they hug. 

[ MELT ]  for the taller muse to lean down so they can bury their face into the shorter one’s shoulder. 

[ GENTLE ]  for the smaller muse to hug the taller one while they are seated so the taller one can hide their face against them. 

[ BLOCK ]  for the taller muse to stand in front of the shorter one to prevent them from having to see something. 

[ CUDDLE ]  for the taller muse to the big spoon. 

[ HELD ]  for the shorter muse to be the big spoon. 

[ TENDER ]  for the taller muse to kiss the shorter one’s head while they embrace. 

[ GENTLE ]  for the shorter muse to kiss the taller one’s chest while they hug. 

[ REST ]  for the shorter muse to lean forward and press their forehead against the tall one’s chest/shoulder while they stand in front of each other. 

[ TOUCH ]  for the taller muse to lean down and press their forehead to the shorter one’s. 

[ PRESS ]  for the shorter muse to take hold of the taller one’s face to pull them down so they can press their foreheads together. 

[ GAZE ]  taller muse is sitting and the shorter one who is standing in front of them takes their face into their hands while they talk. 

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Nat was attempting to do her best at making some breakfast when she heard Sam rustling around in her bedroom, and guessing that he would be out soon in his quest to find out where he was, she shook her head in amusement and put a plate loaded up with some bacon, an omelette and toast onto the counter behind her, waiting for him to find his way out. 

🛏️

Sam was hungover. But he wasn't on his own bed, no he was on someone else's. Oh no Sam what did you do? He checked his phone, it was dead, no power great. He found his clothes and put them on. Trying to find clues as to where he was.

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It was a mess. Natasha’s head, the whole situation they were in, everything around her screamed chaos, a smaller, more terrified voice reminiscent of a younger her begging to run. But she knew she couldn’t, especially not when she knew she was needed by others to fix the mess she’d somehow landed herself in the middle of with her team captain.  Steve. She didn’t know how he’d gotten caught up in this, nor did she know the exact reason why Fury was in his place when he got attacked. But if she needed a chance to get to the bottom of everything quickly and with no more casualties than they already had, she needed to work with him. She needed to know why Fury was in his place, why he’d gotten shot there, and what Steve was hiding from her. But until then, she turned to look at him, lips parted.  “What can you tell me about the shooter? Agent 13 said you went after him.” She whispered, her voice catching on her own question, and she hated just how weak she felt in that split second, even if she knew he wouldn’t judge her. How much was she missing since her last meeting with everyone standing around the operating theatre? Why had Fury approached Steve and not her? There were too many questions she had unanswered, but she had to know.  “Are you okay?” 

☆ natasha & steve ☆

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☆        of all the ways Steve had anticipated his night going, watch Fury get shot in his apartment wasn’t one of them. Despite being known as the man with a plan, he didn’t have a plan for this. He and Fury hadn’t necessarily been close, but he respected the man. Knowing that Fury trusted him enough to come to him in his most desperate hour meant a lot too. The guilt at not being able to protect him was steadily settling into his bones. Steve was used to losing soldiers, friends even, but it never really got easier. Besides, this happened in his home - it felt far more personal. 

it was seeing Natasha’s reaction that made his gut coil that much tighter. The normally stoic woman was waking the glass like she was waiting for a miracle to happen. The genuine distress he saw on her face as they watched the doctor’s attempt to keep Fury alive was almost pliable, and Steve hated that he couldn’t fix this. He could go after the person that shot him, but that would make Nick get better. Something coiled in his gut as the thought about SHIELD and what Fury had been trying to tell him. His apartment was likely bugged, not that the fact overly surprised him when he really thought about it, and Steve found that while he knew Nick could be a paranoid bastard, this was clearly more than that. 

trust no one, that’s what Fury told him, so where did that leave him now. Did that include Natasha? Maria Hill who seemed to have an answer for everything all the time? Steve wasn’t sure, and that left him vulnerable. Clenching his jaw, Steve stood solidly next to Natasha as he murmured, ‘ whoever did this is enhanced. they weren’t the run of the mill assassin. ‘ 

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"𝙸'𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗" 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜.

As always, send   + [ reverse ]   to reverse the actions. Multimuses specify muse.

TO NOTICE.

“ are you alright? ”

“ do you want to leave? ”

“ what do you need? ”

“ here. you were looking for this, right? ”

“ here. it’s your favorite .”

“ you forgot your ____ .”

“ you didn’t do that thing you usually do. why? ”

“ your routine changed.”

“ you didn’t sleep last night, did you? ”

“ they called again, didn’t they? ”

“___ came back, didn’t they? ”

“ you don’t like ____ . ”

“ you like ____ . ”

“ you love ____ . ”

“ of course i remembered. ”

“ i notice everything about you. ”

“ you scrunch your nose when you’re thinking … it’s cute. ”

“ you’re tapping your fingers. what’s wrong? ”

“ you seem … off, today. did something happen? ”

“ shh. they’re thinking. ”

TO BE NOTICED.

“ i didn’t know you noticed that … ”

“ you remembered. ”

“ how on earth did you remember that? ”

“ how did you know? ”

“ you know me so well. ”

“ no one knows me like you do. ”

“ - oh! i was just about to get that. ”

“ i’m glad you noticed. ”

“ i was hoping someone would notice. ”

“ you always know what i’m thinking. ”

“ hey, can you give me the - thanks. ”

“ you know me better than i know myself. ”

“ it’s kind of scary how well you know me, sometimes. ”

ACTIONS.

[ return ]   -   for the sender to put something back in it’s rightful place.

[ foresight ]   -   for the sender to complete a task that receiver regularly does because receiver was busy.

[ memory ]   -   for sender to remember a small detail about receiver’s past.

[ favorite ]   -   for sender to remember a small detail about receiver’s personal preferences.

[ boundary ]   -   for sender to reenforce receiver’s boundary so receiver doesn’t have to.

[ comfort ]   -   for sender to silently provide a comforting item/action to receiver in a time of need.

[ requirement ]   -   for sender to provide something receiver needed without asking.

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send me  ‘ 😏 ‘  and my muse will admit one (1) sexual act / kink they want to try with yours. 

[romqnov]

[2 M/F]

The Widow had fantastic tits for a woman her size, she knew that. And she loved to flaunt it as well. Whenever she could, she wore the tightest and lowest tops she could wear to show off, and really, she wasn't surprised when many men came up to her, telling her they wanted to fuck her tits. But only one man she allowed that to, and holding her tits together over his cock to slide in-between the fat balls of flesh, she moaned as the Captain thrust between her tits, feeling the way his thighs and balls hit the bottom of her tits. "Fuck, you like this, sir? You like fucking my tits?" She purred, fluttering her eyelashes at him and grinning. "I bet you haven't had someone let you play with them like this."

@shieldedpatriot

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Send a ◈ for a first kiss between our muses. 

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17 m/f

Natasha always loved it when her lover gave her a good fucking, loved it when she could dress up to rile him up before he got her on her knees and took her any way he wanted. And currently, on her knees in front of a mirror as he fucked her in front of it, she whimpered out softly in pleasure, keeping her eyes on the mirror to watch how he thrust into her. “Fuck, more, please...”  @guiltburdened

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Smut Starters

Send me a number and muses and I’ll write a starter based off the image! No peeking!

[1 M/M] | [1 M/F] | [1 F/F]

[2 M/M] | [2 M/F] | [2 F/F]

[3 M/M] | [3 M/F] | [3 F/F]

[4 M/M] | [4 M/F] | [4 F/F]

[5 M/M] | [5 M/F] | [5 F/F]

[6 M/M] | [6 M/F] | [6 F/F]

[7 M/M] | [7 M/F] | [7 F/F]

[8 M/M] | [8 M/F] | [8 F/F]

[9 M/M] | [9 M/F] | [9 F/F]

[10 M/M] | [10 M/F] | [10 F/F]

[11 M/M] | [11 M/F] | [11 F/F]

[12 M/M] | [12 M/F] | [12 F/F]

[13 M/M] | [13 M/F] | [13 F/F]

[14 M/M] | [14 M/F] | [14 F/F]

[15 M/M] | [15 M/F] | [15 F/F]

[16 M/M] | [16 M/F] | [16 F/F]

[17 M/M] | [17 M/F] | [17 F/F]

[18 M/M] | [18 M/F] | [18 F/F]

[19 M/M] | [19 M/F] | [19 F/F]

[20 M/M] | [20 M/F] | [20 F/F]

[21 M/M] | [21 M/F] | [21 F/F]

[22 M/M] | [22 M/F] | [22 F/F]

[23 M/M] | [23 M/F] | [23 F/F]

[24 M/M] | [24 M/F] | [24 F/F]

[25 M/M] | [25 M/F] | [25 F/F]

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sexual tension prompts.

i deleted my old blog by mistake, so i’m revamping these!! if you want to reverse them, add a +, like so: [ PIN ] + and the roles will switch! these prompts are inspired by THIS MEME! they’re designed for all muses, regardless of whether they’ve interacted before or not!

[ PIN ] : sender pins receiver against a wall.

[ HANDS ] : our muses’ hands touch. (anything from grazing past or the hand holding content we all deserve.)

[ GAZE ] : sender watches receiver from across a crowded room.

[ GUIDE ] : in order to guide the receiver, sender presses a hand against the small of their back.

[ INVITE ] : sender asks receiver into a private room with nobody else present.

[ TOUCH ] : our muses touching one another discreetly but intimately in a public setting.

[ LICK ] : sender licks something from their thumb or lips in front of receiver.

[ SLEEVES ] : sender rolls up their sleeves to reveal their forearms.

[ SMIRK ] : while interacting with receiver, sender can’t resist a smirk.

[ NECKLACE ] : sender fastens a necklace around receiver’s neck, leaning in close to do so.

[ CLOSE ] : our muses are in a position which leads to the sender stepping intimately closer to the receiver.

[ UNBUTTON ] : due to heat or stress or other reasons, sender unbuttons the top of their shirt to reveal their neckline.

[ DANCE ] : our muses dance together in close quarters.

[ DEFEND ] : sender physically intervenes between receiver and a source of unwanted attention.

[ TEXT ] : sender texts intimate content to receiver.

[ PHONE ] : while on the phone with receiver, sender flirts teasingly during the call.

[ BEHIND ] : unexpectedly, sender arrives close to receiver from behind, taking them by surprise.

[ WET ] : our muses find one another in a torrential downpour of rain, both soaking wet.

[ LEAN ] : sender leans tantalisingly close to receiver to retrieve something or catch their attention.

[ LOOK ] : sender initiates intense eye contact with receiver.

[ ALONE ] : our muses find one another alone in an isolated setting.

[ ASK ] : sender asks receiver if they’re single.

[ WHISPER ] : sender leans close to receiver’s ear in order to whisper something to them.

[ BRUSH ] : sender reaches forward to brush a strand of receiver’s hair from their eyes.

[ STEADY ] : sender steadies receiver by placing their hands on their waist when the receiver almost falls against them.

[ SMILE ] : sender begins to grin at something the receiver is saying, like a big unstoppable grin.

[ PULL ] : sender pulls receiver into their side as they’re walking together.

[ STRADDLE ] : while sparring, sender gains the upper hand and pins the receiver in place, straddling their waist in the process.

[ BLADE ] : sender, having been enemies with the receiver, places a knife to their throat, but does nothing else.

[ STARE ] : while the receiver is speaking, the sender’s gaze drifts to their lips.

[ UNDERCOVER ] : while pretending to be a couple for the sake of a mission or other purpose, sender and receiver find themselves giving a Remarkably Convincing performance that leaves them questioning how platonic they really are.

[ AFTER ] : sender has just impulsively and passionately kissed the receiver without any warning nor apparent reason. how does the receiver respond?

[ REMARK ] : after someone passes a remark on what a cute couple the seemingly platonic sender and receiver are, the sender casts a meaningful glance at the receiver, expecting them to say something about it first.

[ PHOTOGRAPH ] : as someone volunteers to take a picture of them on a day out, sender instinctively wraps an arm around the receiver to steady them, holding them close for a photo that turns out to be more romantic than they were expecting.

[ CHALLENGE ] : after the receiver teasingly suggests that the sender is a terrible kisser, sender immediately and fervently proves them wrong with a long, passionate kiss that leaves the receiver taking back what they said.

[ LANGUAGE ] : sender begins to speak seductively and fluently with the receiver in another language.

[ CONSTANT ] : after days/weeks/months/years of endless flirting back and forth, sender finally dares the receiver to go beyond flirting and break the tensions between them properly.

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masterlist - canon muses

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[romqnov]

hello!

i'm kay, or just k. 21

this year, and a newly opened natasha romanov / black widow roleplay blog! i can't say i've been on tumblr long, but natasha has always been a big muse for me, and i'd love to play her in any plots you have

i'm kink friendly, with only hard limits being sc*t, go*e, and beast*lity, but otherwise, feel free to hit me up in my dms to plot or rp there!

i do have discord, but i'll only give that out by request. hope to be able to rp with everyone soon! :)