#prompt: sunbathing

[hummingbird-of-light]

~ Enjoying The Sun ~

(Prompt: Sunbathing)

Leah sighed contentedly as she lolled around in the sun. She had chosen one of the most beautiful days to simply make herself comfortable on a sun lounger in front of the Scott family's small beach house.

Although Robbie's mother Francine had offered to let the couple stay with her during their vacation, Robbie had said that they didn't want to bother her and preferred to stay in the small house by the sea. Leah also had a strong suspicion that Robbie wanted to give them some privacy. Especially at night.

But that didn't mean they wouldn't visit Francine. Robbie's mother lived alone and if one of her sons was ever in Aberdeen, he had to spend time with her.

But Francine had to work late that day and Robbie and Leah had the whole afternoon to themselves.

Robbie had said that he wanted to do some shopping for their planned campfire and the nurse wanted to use this time to relax a bit.

It was a really beautiful afternoon and Leah closed her eyes, smiling as she listened to the waves.

How long had it been since she had last been on vacation? She had worked so much, earned so much money and yet had never chosen to afford a trip. Perhaps she had simply lacked the right person for it.

Leah's smile widened as she thought of Robbie. He was the perfect man. The type of person she had always wanted in her life. She had never really looked for love and yet she had found it. It seemed like a miracle.

And Leah really hoped that their love and the feelings that came with it would last a long time.

~

"Mo chridhe, hey, wake up."

Leah blinked open her eyes as she heard the familiar voice at her ear. A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth at the sight that met her eyes. A familiar person had joined her on the lounger.

"Hey handsome. There you are again. I must have dozed off a bit," she mumbled sleepily before yawning once.

Robbie chuckled softly and ran his hand through his girlfriend's dark hair.

"Ye don't say," he replied, then glanced at his watch. "I haven't even been gone that long."

Leah stretched extensively and then sat up.

"Every minute without you is too long." She grabbed Robbie, who was already blushing, by the collar and pulled him closer for a kiss. When Leah let go of her boyfriend again, anyone watching might have thought it was the Scotsman who had been lying in the sun too long, as red as his face was.

"I-I ... hope ye've put on sun cream properly," he stammered sheepishly and Leah smiled. She leaned forward to whisper the next words in Robbie's ear.

"I thought you could take care of that for me."

Robbie instantly turned even redder, however, he nodded with a smile.

"Well then ... let's take care of yer skin."

They would enjoy this beautiful sunny afternoon together.

[simmeons]

second story for @fluffcation :)

words; 750

character; Leonard McCoy and Sea Monster!Montgomery Scott

prompt; "Sunbathing"

Going to a nice planet for shore leave was a very appreciated rare occurrence. One with a beach- that was even better.

Scotty didn't like to take shore leaves very much considering he liked being aboard the Enterprise, but being on a beach was just too tempting to pass up. By the time the captain announced the shore leave, the engineer was packed and bolting down to the transporter room, dragging McCoy behind.

As they materialized on the planet's surface, the sun's warmth and the sound of waves greeted them. Scotty's eyes lit up at the sight of the expansive, sparkling ocean.

"Len, look at that! It's a beauty!" He exclaimed, his voice filled with childlike glee.

McCoy smiled, adjusting his sunglasses. "Yeah, yeah, Scotty. Go on, enjoy yourself. I'll be right here if you need me."

Without a second thought, Scotty dashed toward the water, shedding his shirt along the way, revealing the scales that were embedded into his skin. McCoy snorted to himself as he watched Scotty trip a bit in the sand, but that didn't stop him as he just kept on running until he got into the water. He watched as Scotty dove into the waves, his powerful strokes sending him farther out into the open sea. It was a rare sight to see the engineer so carefree, and McCoy couldn't help but smile at the sight.

Finding a comfortable spot under a large palm tree, McCoy settled in, taking a deep breath of the salty air. The shade provided a perfect refuge from the blazing sun, and the sound of the ocean was a soothing backdrop. He stretched out on a towel, closing his eyes and letting the gentle breeze lure him into a relaxed state.

The ocean and the sound of other crewmen having fun was a comforting backdrop. It felt great being able to relax, and the doctor quickly found himself growing a tad tired. Damn it all, he was getting older, and he was constantly being worked to the bone with helping people everyday. He deserved a good nap.

It didn't take long before the southern man was asleep, the rest of the crew making sure to not bother the man unless they wanted to get their head bit off.

—--------------

McCoy groaned a bit to himself as he woke up from his mid-day cat nap. He went to rub his eyes, only for his hand to bonk into the sunglasses he forgot to take off. Huffing, he pushed them away as he sat up, stretching. He looked to his side, noticing the sight of his lover laid flat on his stomach in the sand beside him, but far away enough to where he was in the sun.

The doctor couldn't help but huff a bit with amusement before he got up from his resting place, and made his way to Scotty.

"Darlin, you're gonna roast out here.” McCoy said as he reached Scotty, who was half-buried in the sand, looking more content than a cat in a sunbeam. The sea monster didn't reply, but his tail started to wag, so he was definitely listening. The doctor just rolled his eyes before squatting down and running his hands along the sea monster’s scaled back- the scales soaking in the sun. “Damn, you're warm.”

Scotty’s tail wagged more, moving some of the sand around. He let out a loud purr, shuffling a bit in the sand to show his contentment.

“C’mon, we can't have you getting sunburned.”

The sea monster merely grumbled in response, his eyes half-lidded and tail still wagging. He was too comfortable and content to form words. The doctor didn't want Scotty to get burnt, but clearly he wasn't worried, so maybe he shouldn't be worrying either.

“Fine, you overgrown lizard.” McCoy moved to run his hand through Scotty's hair, but not for long as the sea monster engineer let out a big yawn, rolling over onto his back. The doctor watched with a smile, which only widened when he saw Scotty look at him with sleepy eyes. He purred loudly, tilting his head back (surely getting sand in his hair), and stretching his legs out.

The southern man already knew this routine. He didn't desiste to reach over, gently patting Scotty’s soft abdomen, watching as the monster’s tail started to wag even faster. McCoy couldn't help but snicker as he continued to rub Scotty, watching as he was soaking up all the affection. “You're lucky I love you, fish brain.”

[jonaswpoetry]

Beloved, inhuman

Blue-grey, drenched in gold, and

worth thrice the weight, a whisper’s

invisible hand reaches out (mere

—

moments before my own can rest

affectionately upon him) to stir off

slumber’s coat — beloved, inhuman

—

eyes of amber locate mine, staring

dotingly until he finally rises, then

turns away, thus indicating it’s time

—

that we leave this gilded garden’s

kind embrace: “Lets,” (needs not be

said) “together head back inside.”

@nosebleedclub June Prompts 30. sunbathing

[impbites]

OCtober day 10 - personality ✨

another bachelor/ette from my [farming game that only exists in my head]! naia sucks 💜

[hersurvival]

I face the sun now when I smoke.

Because he tells me my summertime freckles

Are adorable, are precious.

And I tell him they're not cute

While blushing, while collecting more.

But when I go over that first night,

Taking shots at the table in the dark

Before being led to bed by the wrist

From heavy eyes, with pounding hearts -

There he sat in his tank top,

With a smirk that looked like

He would eat me alive,

Storms in his eyes,

And freckles on his shoulders.

@nosebleedclub June 30th - Sunbathing

[milflewis]

sewis + 16!

[16: lazily]

Lewis hums, turning his head so his cheek is pillowed on his forearms, one open eye opening. There’s a piece of grass in his hair. His back is shiny with lotion and sweat. “What are you doing?”

Sebastian shrugs, scooping out another ice cube from Lewis’s water bottle and running it up the back of Lewis’s right thigh, following the damp path the other had left up the inside of his knee.

“You don’t like?”

Lewis’s skin goosebumps, impossibly smooth and sun warm, and Sebastian can hear his throat click as he swallows. He grins.

“No, no, it’s good. Just wondering.”

He gets to the hem of Lewis’s loose skirt that is rucked up by his ass and slips the cube underneath, sliding it up over the curve of his cheek. He lightly scrapes his nails along as he goes. Lewis groans quietly, rolling onto his back and hooks an ankle around Sebastian’s knee.

“Come here,” he says, and Sebastian goes. Lewis tastes of strawberries and heat when Sebastian kisses him, hand still cold from the ice splayed at the bottom of Lewis’s throat, making him shiver. Sebastian smiles, keeping the rhythm slow and lazy and lovely.

[minimindi]

Microfic May Day 20: idle & warmth

The actual prompt was push & pull but I chose two alternatives instead. Hope you like it!! It’s Lavender Brown x Charlie Weasley 😉

Is their ship called Charvender? Lavenlie?

@microficmay

[ffxivaltaholic]

Miqote March - Prompt 7 - Light

A lazy sun-lit morning...

[shivunin]

For the micro story prompts, if you're still taking them: maybe Sunbathing for Maria and Shimmer for Arianwen? If they tickle your fancy ^^

Have a lovely day!

I am still taking them, thank you!! I hope you have a lovely day, too c:

(Micro-Stories prompts)

Sunbathing (Hawke) 

Late spring in Kirkwall meant that the winds turned from the sea at last, cooling the city and blowing away the last of the winter’s chill. Hawke couldn’t help wanting to spend every free spring moment sunbathing in her walled courtyard, soaking up every ounce of warmth she’d been denied over the past six months. 

How fortunate that the others who lived in the house knew better than to disturb her while she was relaxing in the soft wind, the scent of flowers on the air, a cool drink set to the side, and all her worries—

“Maker’s breath, Hawke, you aren’t wearing a stitch of clothing!” 

Maria sighed and rolled onto her side, peering at her mortified friend. Aveline’s face had turned characteristically red and she’d clapped both hands over her eyes, as if two eyelids and one hand hadn’t been sufficient to shield her eyes. 

“Did I not ask two weeks past if it was technically legal to—”

“Gah!” Aveline said, turning smartly on her heel, and ran full-tilt into the doorway. 

Hawke shook her head after her friend, then rose and stretched expansively. It would seem that her time of rest outdoors was at an end. 

Shimmer (Arianwen)

She didn’t usually wait for him at the docks. 

Zevran’s return trips to Amaranthine weren’t always predictable, though he told her which day to expect him when he could. There was always business to do, and perhaps Arianwen enjoyed the anticipation in knowing he was so near, that he would amuse himself by sneaking into the keep and track her down soon.

But today she’d been at the docks anyway, and—well, why not wait for Zevran? Perhaps she could surprise him for once. Only she hadn’t anticipated being so tense about watching for him, for it seemed that every shimmer on the horizon must be his ship, that every flash of blonde hair on the docks must belong to him. There—was that—no. Again, no, and though she had been waiting only an hour it felt as if she’d been standing in this corner for an eternity. There—that distant shape, was that—

“Pardon me, my lady,” a beloved voice murmured into her ear, “but you appear to be looking for something. Perhaps I could help—”

Wen was spinning before he finished, hands already reaching for Zevran’s shoulders, whatever relief she felt swamped by pure, blinding joy at knowing he was at her side once more.

[kingofmyborrowedheart]

The worst thing about the warmer weather is trying to get Pearl back inside.

[puppetmaster13u]

A baby

DC Prompt

What if Superman (via crashing into the building, investigating as Clark, or straight up hearing another kryptonian heartbeat, etc) met Superboy (Connor/Kon) when he was younger, like only a week or so old. Instead of a teen he now has to come to terms he has a toddler... son? Clone? Something?? Sure son, why not, not like he can get any more freakouts! ... Wait there's an another one where-

[ataliagold]

Knocking Me Out With Those American Thighs

For @astrangersummer week 1 prompt 'short shorts'. Title from Shook Me All Night Long by AC/DC.

Pairing: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson (pre-relationship)

Rating: Teen (swearing)

W/C - 848

Tags: Post Season 4 Volume 2, Eddie Munson Lives, Eddie Munson has a crush on Steve Harrington, flirting, Steve Harrington wears short shorts, summer, pool party, sun bathing, water balloons, Steve Harrington's thighs, Eddie Munson is suffering

Summary: Steve sunbathes in the tiniest shorts Hawkins has ever seen. Eddie tries and fails to keep his cool.

___

Eddie was suffering.

Not just from the heat of the midday sun baking him alive, or from the way his hair was practically glued to his sweat-slick neck.

No, the worst of his suffering was caused by Steve Harrington’s thighs.

They were going to kill him.

Eddie couldn’t help it, he really couldn’t, he just had to keep glancing over at where the other boy was lying in the grass, skin bare except for the tiniest pair of shorts Eddie had ever seen. They barely covered the top half of his thighs for fuck’s sake, what was even the point in them…

The guy’s naked chest and torso had already done a number on Eddie. But when Steve had laid down, stretched out to sunbathe in his backyard, those already-skimpy shorts had ridden up even higher, revealing a slightly paler strip of skin stretched tight over lean muscle and Eddie had had to sit on his damn hands to stop himself from reaching out and just touching…

A water balloon smacked into the side of Eddie’s face, momentarily dragging his attention away from Steve’s hairy thighs.

Luckily for Dustin, who was standing with his hands on his hips nearby and rolling his eyes at Eddie, the balloon hadn’t burst. If it had, Eddie might’ve strangled the kid himself.

“Hey, we said no water balloons near us!” Robin grumbled, sitting up to glare at the kid.

“I called your name three times,” Dustin complained to Eddie. “Not my fault you were too busy staring at Steve.”

Eddie’s eyes darted sideways, sensing movement from Steve. The boy cracked open an eye to give Eddie a brief glance, then closed it again, the tiniest smirk spreading across his face.

“I was not, you little shrimp,” Eddie snapped. “Now what do you want?”

“Come throw the rings into the pool for me? Lucas and Mike keep grabbing them before I can reach them, and I want to try and dive for them.”

Eddie snorted. “What are you, a fucking dolphin?”

“Language,” Steve mumbled lazily, not opening his eyes.

“Apologies, my liege, I’ll try to keep my language appropriate around your little charges.”

“Thank you.”

Eddie stood, wincing a little as he reached up to touch his rapidly reddening shoulders. Unlike Steve, he wasn’t gifted with a natural golden glow to his skin. He was pasty, usually sheet-white.

And now, he was steadily burning to a crisp.

Grumbling under his breath, Eddie stole one last look at the prone Steve, let his eyes run over his form for as long as he thought he could get away with. He could wax poetry about his thighs, about his torso, about the moles dotting his chest and stomach like constellations…

“Eddie?”

Fuck.

“Yeah, Steve?” His response came out as almost a squeak.

“You’re burnt. Once you’re finished entertaining Dustin, come back and get some sunblock on, I’ll help with your shoulders.”

Eddie swallowed thickly. Because that meant Steve would have his hands on him, all sun-warm as he spread sunblock across Eddie’s sensitive skin…

Steve opened his eyes then, rolling over to face Eddie and propping his head up on his hand with his elbow bent.

“And then after that, you can do my back.”

He fucking winked.

Eddie backpeddled, nodding quickly then turning around and doing his best to not trip over his feet as he scrambled after Dustin.

“Dude, you’re the least subtle person I’ve ever seen,” Dustin whispered to him as they walked towards the pool.

“Shut up.”

Eddie threw the rings half-heartedly into the pool, Dustin diving for them in a…not so impressive display of athleticism, but he would emerge eventually and toss the colourful rings back at Eddie, the other kids watching on.

As it tended to do, Eddie’s attention drifted back to Steve.

He was up now, chasing Robin around in the grass with the still-intact water balloon in hand. Robin was shrieking and trying to slap at him with her book, sunglasses flying from her hair. Steve hurled the water balloon, but it slapped against Robin’s back and plopped to the ground without breaking again.

Lightning quick, Robin picked it up and threw it hard back at Steve.

It smacked onto Steve’s chest and burst.

Eddie’s wide eyes drifted down.

Steve’s tiny shorts were now soaked, Robin doubled over with laughter as the water trickled down his torso and collected at the waistband.

Eddie’s gaze followed the path of water through Steve’s chest hair, down the soft planes of his stomach and small swell of his abdominal muscles, tracking past the healing scars on his sides…

When he looked up again, Steve’s eyes were on him.

Just as Eddie was trying to craft an excuse as to why he was openly ogling the guy again, Steve swiped the bottle of sunblock from the grass, holding it up with a little wiggle to Eddie, a slow grin spreading across his face.

Eddie dropped Dustin’s rings into the water without looking, ignoring the kid’s protests, and strode towards Steve.

The other boy’s smile spread wider, his eyes twinkling.

Eddie was fucked.

___

[reminiscingtonight]

Pretending (Pt. 2)

Aitana Bonmatí x Reader

Word Count: 986

Part One

[WOSO Masterlist]

“Do you want to get married?”

You’re soaking in the sun, a welcome change from the cloudy skies of Manchester when Aitana pops the question.

You crack open an eye. “Are you talking to me?”

“Who else would I be talking to?”

She says it with the most serious face that you start questioning if you’re the crazy one here.

“Are you asking me what my thoughts are about marriage in general or marriage between us?”

Aitana doesn’t have to say anything, she only gives you a look. 

You sigh, propping yourself up on an arm so you can face Aitana when having this conversation. “We’re not even dating.”

Aitana shrugs. “If it matters that much to you we can give it a day.”

It’s such a ridiculous proposition that you can’t do anything but laugh. “So what? We can tell our children we dated for a day before we got married?”

This time she grins, finger drifting to hook around your own. “Time doesn’t matter. We both know whatever this is, whatever we are, it’s been going on far longer than a day.”

You’ve been back in Barcelona for close to a year now. The two of you picked up right where you left off, spending almost all of your waking moments with one another. Even when night comes round, it’s rare to find you sleeping apart. 

Ona calls you both codependent idiots, Ingrid calls it something sweet, all you know is that it works for the two of you and although you’re not dating, it’s a life you can find yourself getting used to.

When the break came around and Ona announced she was going somewhere tropical with Lucy, Aitana was quick to make some plans for just the two of you. 

You didn’t question it much, happy to just spend time with the girl you’ve been pining after for years. 

At first everything was normal. Sure, Aitana’s been a bit more sentimental than usual, opting to reminisce about your childhood adventures or bring up the unofficial first dates of yours from all those years ago. But you don’t think too much about it, choosing instead to focus on not ogling all of the skin on display as Aitana’s primary activity these past couple days have consisted of nothing but sunbathing.

It’s not like you haven’t caught Aitana eyeing you up and down a couple of times too, but it’s different between the two of you. You’re still patiently waiting for Aitana to drop the pretense that you’re anything more than just friends, hence the respect you’ve been giving (though if she continues wearing two-pieces and hanging off your arm all day every day you might have to catch an early flight home before you combust). Aitana on the other hand… well you’re not really sure what she’s doing.

Though you can probably conclude that she’s not pretending anything anymore if she’s asking for your hand in marriage.

“I love you.”

Though her words fill you with warmth, you can’t help but frown at her sudden change in demeanor. Just three days ago when you were still surrounded by your teammates in Barcelona, Aitana cracked a joke about loving you when hell froze over --- though you probably deserved that comment after you let Mapi convince you to dunk her socks in the ice bucket. Although she’s affectionate with you, she’s never this affectionate.

“Aita, what’s going on?” you sit up, taking care to scoop Aitana’s hand into yours.

The smile slips off her face as her eyes drop, fingers nervously tapping by her side.

It’s automatic, the way your free hand rises, rubbing at the furrow between her brows.

Aitana melts into your touch, face leaning forward until your hand has no choice but to cup her cheek.

“It’s just me. Nothing to be afraid of,” you murmur, trying to prompt Aitana to speak her mind.

Aitana looks lost in thought for a moment. She bites at her lip before letting out the longest sigh known to man. “Aren’t you ever going to get tired waiting for me?”

You’re not able to stop the laugh that bubbles past your lips. “If that’s what you’re afraid of, you have nothing to worry about. I’m in this for the long run, even if that means waiting for you until we’re gray and old. I’m happy with what we are right now as long as you’re happy too.”

“But what if I’m ready now?” 

You blink, not expecting the sureness behind her voice. There’s a slight fire in Aitana’s eyes, the midfielder looking like she’d move mountains just for you to understand how serious she is. 

“I know I’ve always put football first but you have always been the one thing I’ve wanted to commit to. You’ve been so patient with me, loving me when I never gave you a reason to. You bring me up when I’m sad, give me reasons to smile when I just want to cry, you’re what I love falling asleep to every night, and seeing your face when I wake up just fills me up with joy.”

Your eyes flutter shut when she leans forward to press her head against yours. You can feel her breath running hot against your lips and it takes everything in you to not bridge the gap. 

“I love the way you know me and I love the way you’re you.”

When your lips finally meet there’s no other way to describe the kiss than perfect. It’s short and sweet but it’s everything you’ve been waiting for. 

“I love you. So much.”

Aitana’s giving you a teary grin when you open your eyes, and you can’t do anything but smile right back at her. 

“So will you marry me?”

---

Ona’s eyes nearly fall out of her head when she sees the matching bands on your fingers when you stroll into the locker room a week later.

[bunnypeew]

Sundress - Lucifer x fem!reader NSFW

warnings: NSFW, MDNI pls thank you, cunnilingus, established relationship, possessive Lucifer, doesn't really have a plot just smut

I read a prompt on Pinterest that made me think to write this one shot with Lucifer. Enjoy~

It was a nice sunny day in hell, and Y/n couldn't help but feel liberated by such a nice temperature and atmosphere so she decided to put on a nice sundress, ready to pass the day sunbathing on the balcony like a lizard.

Of course that was her plan but as soon as Lucifer saw her there was no chance of escaping him at all

''Oh my golly, you look so beautiful, sweetheart where are you going with this nice little dress, mhh?~,,

the dress was rather short and he couldn't help but put a hand on her thigh gently stroking up and down on it. Y/n started blushing her legs ready to buckle and give up on her, Lucifer of course noticed this already swooping her off her feet and carrying her to their shared bedroom in the hotel.

He positioned her on the table, placing himself in between her legs, and holding her waist he started kissing her on the lips softly. Her hands started wondering from around his neck to his hair where while they were kissing she tugged at it slightly, making Lucifer smirk in between kisses.

''mh you are a mischievous little one aren't you,,

he says, one of his hands wondering down under the dress to their panties, already socked in her juices, he smirked at that and leaned in to kiss her on the neck making them moan

''Luci...,,

he hummed on her neck and started nibbling making her whimper and tug on his hair even more. He then decided to travel to her inner legs, kissing her thighs until he got close to the core, breathing hot hair on it. He moves the panties off and starts kissing the core softly then inserts his tongue into the action, this makes Y/n moan, she covers her mouth right away not wanting to be heard but Lucifer goes and takes her hands off her mouth

''I want to hear baby don't cover your mouth,,

she nods and puts both her hands back in his hair letting herself get comfortable on the table. Lucifer went back to do his thing, his tongue now flickering on her clit and sucking making her moan loudly and tug on his hair, which makes him whimper and smirk on her pussy. He keeps on licking and sucking at it roughly digging his hands into her thighs tongue now flicking inside of her to taste every inch of skin. This makes her shiver, getting her to thrust her hips forward to deepen the feeling, Lucifer knows exactly what he's doing and seeing her in this state made him throb. He couldn't lie he got hard just by seeing her in that skimpy sundress so the fact that she was willing to fuck with him made him even harder. When he realized she was close to her climax he started unzipping his pants, taking off his coat too rolling up his sleeves and getting his head out from her legs. His tip started brushing her core awaiting entry. He looks her in the eyes for any type of consent, noticing this she nods profusely holding herself up with her elbows on the table and legs spread.

Lucifer smirked at this thrusting right in with one buck of his hips, Y/n moaning and pushing her head backwards. Lucifer at first was going pretty slow letting her get used to it, holding her waist while thrusting with his hips, slowly he started to pick up the pace. All you could hear in the room were Y/n moans and the slapping of Lucifer's hips on hers, and occasionally a couple of moans from him as well.

''Oh god...fuck,,

She said with a moan biting her lips, suddenly Lucifer stopped completely and looked at her, Y/n turning her head to see why Lucifer stopped

''What was that, my love?,,

He said digging his fingers in her thigh slightly and smirking. Of course, he was the one fucking you he didn't wanna hear you saying someone else's name

''Lucifer...,,

she said with a moan and whimper, neediness in her voice slightly moving her hips back and forth

''That's what I thought,,

he said with a smirk and a fast and rough thrust into her, making Y/n moan out his name out loud again and go hard and rough until they both arrived at their climax, him pulling out to finish on her belly. They were both huffing and puffing from the speed they'd done this in, but after a few seconds Lucifer fixed his hair and sighed

''Let's get you a bubble bath, my love,,

he says picking her up and snuggling in a kiss on her nose. It's easy to say the devil never disappointed and she was definitely gonna wear that sundress again

a/n: IM DONE AND THIS IS MY FIRST SMUT AS WELL WOWOWOWOW,, I love Lucifer with my whole being and I hope you enjoyed this reading x

[dumplingsjinson]

List of “out of pocket shit I have said over text, turned into dialogue because why not?” prompts 

“Imagine getting the cops called on you because you were rawdogging in your own home with your curtains open. I’d levitate out of embarrassment.” (I messaged this to my friends today, and I'm not going to give context on why, and it's the reason why I decided to compile this list soooo)

“On a scale of one to ten, how fucked are we, realistically?” 

“It’s not singing in the shower anymore if I slip and fall, it’s turning into a rendition of dying in the shower.” 

“We were just fucking around and finding out… And ended up finding out too hard.” 

“Not the meowntal illness. Your honour, that should be classified as a slur.” 

“The hike I took with my family today reminded me of the hike we took that day to that fuckass island YOU wanted to go to. You know, the one where I had to witness some guy sunbathing their fucking cheeks which were hanging out of their swimmers, after about a thousand hours of walking.”

“He can fuck himself with his pegging kit or some shit.”

“…I’m gonna end it all right now, I left my dildo and my lube in the bathroom and my mum found it—”

“Why does retail need references, LITERALLY NO ONE FUCKING CARES—”

“If God was real then he wouldn’t have let this happen!” (Sorry to all of my religious people out there LMFAO-) 

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[scealaiscoite]

vacation prompts: otp edition ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐚 ꒱

-ˏˋ. dialogue ˊˎ-

— “you have a whole suitcase full of your own clothes, and you still insist on wearing mine?”

— “hey, you slept on my shoulder for the entire flight! it’s only fair that you let me sleep on you for a little now.”

— “come on, you’ve seen me in this a million times - there’s no reason to start staring at me now.”

— “if i find out you wanted to come here just to get me in swimwear for a week, i’ll never let you forget it.”

— “i’m game for a night of room service and subtitled tv if you are.”

— “i’m not sure what the point was in us booking a king bed if you’re going to insist on laying directly on top of me every night.”

— “it’s our last night here. we’re going dancing, whether you like it or not.”

— “next year, we’re roadtripping. or staying in, or literally anything else in the world.”

-ˏˋ. actions / scenarios ˊˎ-

— discarding the plans they’d made in favour of staying in bed together all day

— being especially protective of their s/o in their new surroundings

— surprising their partner with a date night they’d planned without their knowledge

— admiring their partner whilst they sunbathe

— one of them being fluent in the language of the country they’re in, and the other surprising them by having learned it too

— treating their s/o to something they’ve had their eye on for the whole trip

— the grumpier of the two being the one to propose the funnest activities

— becoming more outwardly affectionate with one another, given no-one knows them here