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#reidsdaisies 500 followers celebration
reidsdaisies · 1 month
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Hey, can I get a tulip with prompt 24? Spencer and female reader hugging randomly on cases?
Congrats on 500 followers !!!
༉‧´ˎ˗ pairing; spencer reid x fem!reader
༉‧´ˎ˗ content warning; hugging, r kisses spence
༉‧´ˎ˗ wc; 0.2k
༉‧´ˎ˗ prompt(s); tulip, 24 – hugging them at random
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𝐂𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 || 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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Spencer Reid was usually averse to physical touch, so it was a surprise for JJ to look across the precinct and see you clinging to Spencer. He he stood in front of the board, intent on putting together the geographical profile as efficiently as possible, though it was quite difficult when you were coming up to him and squeezing him from behind.
“Hon.. I’m doing something, y’know that right?” he breathily laughs, trying to gently shake you off. He doesn’t mind the touch, but he’s still trying to focus. He feels your nod, but you have no intention of letting go, nuzzling yourself against his back.
“What are you doing here anyway? Aren’t you supposed to go with JJ to interview the victims’ families?”
“Yeah, yeah. I’m supposed to be with JJ right now, but I told her I forgot something.”
“Yeah, and what did you forget?” he plays along with your little game.
“To give my boyfriend a kiss goodbye.”
Spencer’s ears perked up at that, finally turning his attention to the girl attached to his back. You take his face in the palm of your hands, leaning up and smashing your lips against his. He mumbles something into your mouth, but eventually gives in and drops his hand from the board to cup your cheek. When you finally pull back, your lipgloss is visibly smeared on his parted lips. You leave Spencer there with rosy cheeks, wide eyes, and a mouth covered in lip product as you scurry off to JJ who’s waiting with a hand clamped over her mouth in attempt to not laugh at the sight of a completely bewildered Reid.
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reidsdaisies · 1 month
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Hiiii can I order a rose for soft dom Spencer with prompt 19 where its readers first time?
Also I just wanted to say CONGRATULATIONS!! You’ve come so far and I’m so happy for you!!
༉‧´ˎ˗ pairing; softdom!spencer reid x fem!reader
༉‧´ˎ˗ prompt(s); rose, 19 – “We’ll make it fit.”
༉‧´ˎ˗ content warnings; reader’s first time, spencer is patient with r, p in v sex, is it fade to black cause it doesn’t show anything after him entering?
༉‧´ˎ˗ wc; 0.3k
༉‧´ˎ˗ a/n; one rose coming right up! thank you so much the request and the kind words, it means a lot, I hope you like this<3
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𝐂𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 || 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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“That,” your eyes widened, staring directly at the erection he held in his palm. He wasn’t that big, pretty average sized, maybe a little more than, from what you’ve seen and heard online/from friends, but looking at him is starting to make you realize just how real this is, “isn’t fitting in here.”
He let out a soft, amused chuckle. “You’d be surprised with what the human body can take. I promise, we’ll make it fit.”
His statement left you puzzled, for sure, but you decided to brush it off. If Spencer told you that you’ll be able to do this, you had no reason to doubt him. After a few months of dating, you finally felt ready to take this relationship to the next step. It’s a feeling you only had once before, when you were younger, until that relationship ended abruptly, but you realize now that waiting for Spencer is the best decision you unknowingly made.
“Just breathe, sweetie. You did a great job taking my fingers, and if you do feel uncomfortable, I’ll stop. You have nothing to worry about.”
“N-no, don’t stop, please do it. I’m ready, Spencer,” you assure him, your hands gently threading through the curls at the nape of his neck.
The two of you shared an exchange of small smiles as Spencer nodded in confirmation, before he guided his length into your searing heat, careful as ever as he entered you. You held your breath, trying not to make a sound as your body adjusted to this new sensation.
“Breathe, remember?”
You remembered, you had just temporarily forgotten. With his reminder, you took a deep breath in, exhaling right at the time he bottomed out inside you. Your mouth dropped open, in awe at the slightly painful, but also quite pleasurable way he stretched you.
“See, I told you it would fit,” he rasped, a soft whimper tumbling from your lips before your noises were quieted by his mouth.
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reidsdaisies · 30 days
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hi! can i request rose prompt 14 with dom!spencer and sub!fem!reader where they're on a case and spencer is very stressed and on edge and the reader decides to help him relax, when they're in a car alone she tells him to stop and get out in the middle of nowhere, he wants to check is she's wet under her skirt and is met with a surprise
have a nice day!!!
༉‧´ˎ˗ pairing; dom!spencer reid x sub!fem!reader
༉‧´ˎ˗ prompt(s); rose, 14 – “No underwear? Did you plan this?”
༉‧´ˎ˗ content warnings; car sex(ish?), some touching over the pants, pet names (sweetie, dirty girl), fingering (f recieving).
༉‧´ˎ˗ wc; 0.6k
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𝐂𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 || 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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“Pull over,”
“Hm?” Spencer mutters, eyes still focused on the road, hands gripping the wheel.
“Could you pull over, please? I think I know of a way to help you relax.”
He quirks his eyebrow, side eyeing you. You use his moment of distraction to place your hand over his thigh, fingertips dangerously close to his crotch. That’s when it clicks in his brain, you want to help him destress that way.
You begin to rub slow circles onto him over his slacks, squeezing his thigh ever so slightly.
A smirk quickly forms on your face as he listens to you, pulling over onto the side of the road and putting the car in park. He sighs deeply, leaning back against the seat.
“What’s this about relaxing?” he teased, licking his lips, playing along with your little game, resting his hand atop yours.
“Oh, nothing, just thought you could take that stress out on something other than the wheel you’ve been death-gripping this past 15 minutes, and take your mind of the case. I know it’s been really bugging you.”
“Don’t mention the case,” he orders, tightening his grip on your hand and guiding it in the direction of his semi-erection.
You swallow at his slightly harsh tone, nodding your head, allowing him to act as puppet-master and use your hand as his puppet. His hand encapsulates yours, rubbing both back and forth over himself. He lets out a grunt when you cup him on your own, continuing with the motions he set in place for you.
“C’mere, sweetie,” Spencer whispered enticingly, beckoning you over to sit in his lap. You do as he says, tossing your arms over his shoulders as he places his hands on your hips, guiding you down onto your new seat— his lap.
You begin to grind on his lap, and that’s when he notices the little secret you’ve been keeping from him.
“No panties, huh? Did you plan this?” You can’t help but smile cheekily at him, nodding your head. “Is that why you went to the car before me, to take them off without me noticing?”
You bite your lip, unable to hide the fact he was completely correct and just found you out.
His hand dips beneath your skirt, fingers grazing your inner thigh, inching closer to where you need them the most. Finally making contact with your arousal, he begins to stroke you with his fingers. A whimper falls from your lips, beginning to grind yourself on his fingers now, instead of his thigh.
“You’re such a dirty girl,” he whispers into your ear, nipping your earlobe and causing you to react the same way you did just moments ago, wordlessly begging him to push his fingers inside of you.
Spencer’s not a mind reader, but he’s far from clueless, and so, his fingers dip lower, breaching your entrance, pulling a choked moan from you.
His fingers work skillfully, stretching you open with ease. It isn’t until he’s using his thumb to rub circles on your clit, and you’re on the brink of orgasm, that he withdraws his fingers from you. The loss makes you whine, now feeling especially empty after getting used to the feeling of his fingers filling you. You attempt to reach for his hand, but you’re too slow to grasp it, him being on a mission to lick his fingers clean of you. Mouth agape as you watch him lick your essence from his fingers, he uses this to his advantage, kissing your mouth, swirling his tongue with yours, allowing you to taste yourself.
“Tastes good, hm?” he doesn’t let you answer though, because he slides his fingers right back inside you, rendering you speechless. “It’s just too easy to please you,” he chuckles.
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reidsdaisies · 29 days
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congrats on 500!! Can you write forget me not 19 with spencer x fem!reader where she’s in an abusive relationship (only if you’re comfy with it obviously!) and calls him for help? Tysm!
༉‧´ˎ˗ pairing; spencer reid x fem!reader
༉‧´ˎ˗ prompt(s); forget-me-not, 19 – "Could you please come and get me?"
༉‧´ˎ˗ content warnings; crying (reader), mentions of abuser (readers partner, not spencer) yelling, having been drunk, and being the reason reader is sad, spencer comforting reader, spencer driving her to his place
༉‧´ˎ˗ wc; 0.9k
༉‧´ˎ˗ a/n; hi! ty for requesting lovey<3 in my guidelines it says I won’t write abusive relationships, but as long as none of the characters are the abusers and it’s on the side, I think I can make an exception.
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𝐂𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 || 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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Spencer hushes you, gently stroking your back. "Don't even think of him, okay?"
You just keep crying, your face buried in the sleeve of your sweatshirt, your sobs muffled. Spencer was acting like a saint, yet you couldn’t help but feel bad, as if you’d done something wrong. In actuality, you did nothing wrong; it was your partner that did, but he’s messed with your head so much to the point where you now struggle with differentiating right from wrong. The actual wrong thing to have done would have been to never contacted Spencer and to remain in the apartment with the man who had just verbally abused you.
“J-just focus on the road,” you say sniffling, dismissing him. Peeking over your arm, your gaze is drawn to the stars, watching as they twinkle in the night sky.
Spencer remains silent after that, not wanting to upset you even further, only wanting to get you back to his apartment—a safe place. You utilize this silent moment to reflect on the day’s events, whether you’d like to or not. Your thoughts wander to earlier that night, temporarily sending you back in time.
You relive recently made memories of your boyfriend, the mess he made of the flat, and the tears you wept as a result of his harmful impact on you. You try to fast forward and ignore what happened an hour ago, focusing instead on the event that brought you to your current location, sitting in the passenger seat of Spencer's car.
As soon as your boyfriend was done throwing his alcohol-fueled fit and you heard him slam the bedroom door shut, you simply left. You couldn’t take it longer, and you needed to leave before you could change your mind and tidy up his mess, or worse, crawl into bed with him and stay.
Your cellphone was still in the bedroom, and you didn’t want to risk enraging him further just to get it, so you decided you’d walk to the nearest pay phone and pray Spencer would answer your call.
You fished around in the pocket of your hoodie for a minute, pulling out some loose change you’d forgotten was in there but were so very thankful for. Inserting your coins, you dialed up the number of the only person in the world you knew you could entrust with the details your private life.
The phone rang a couple times, and after the third ring, you were met with Spencer’s groggy voice on the other line.
“This is Dr. Reid; may I ask who’s calling?” He grumbled, exhaustion evident in his voice. You heard a low grunt and the bed creak beneath him as he tried to sit up.
“It’s me, y/n,” you mumbled, your voice strained and disconsolate. He could hear your voice shake through the phone, which alarmed him, but he didn’t want to say anything until you finished speaking.
Your voice trembled as you weakly called his name, making sure he was still on the phone. “Spence..?”
“I’m here.” He finally came to full consciousness and sat up more in bed, his tone becoming more serious. “What’s wrong, y/n?”
“It’s my boyfriend; he.. it doesn’t matter. Could you please just come and get me?”
Any previous mention you’ve made of your current partner to Spencer was quite vague and awfully cryptic, and he could sense something was very wrong from how you tried to deflect from the topic of him.
Spencer had never left his bed sooner—even on rare mornings where he was late for work—and immediately agreed to pick you up whilst he fumbled with his slippers and tying his robe.
That same robe is still wrapped over his body, covering his grandpa-esque pajamas. You seem to be his top priority at all times, because he didn’t think twice before hopping in his car and driving straight to you. Just like you, he also looks a mess, with his hair mussed from sleep and heavy bags under his eyes.
Your eyes meet his, but it’s difficult to see him properly due to your blurred vision caused by all the non-stop crying. He begins to talk again.
“You don’t need to tell me what happened, okay? I want you to understand that. If you ever do want to talk, though, I’m right here. I’ll listen to you.”
“Thank you.. and I’m sorry for making you drive all this way just to pick up some battered woman.”
“You are not a battered woman, y/n.” Spencer cuts you off, his tone harsh, really trying to get you to believe it. “Nothing he does is your fault; you know that, right?” You’re hesitant to nod, but you do.
“Y/n,” he drawls, knowing you’re not entirely convinced it’s the truth.
“I know that, Spencer.” You respond, already wanting to be done with this conversation.
“I know you know that, but you seem to not be accepting it as fact.”
You sulk, but you can’t help but realize he’s correct; you don’t seem to be accepting it.
“Alright.”
“Alright?” He mimics.
“Yes, alright. I understand.”
“Ok, good, because I don’t want you to feel any guilt over his actions. I just want to help you.”
His words warm your heart and bring additional tears to your eyes. They roll down your face, staining your cheeks. His hand returns to the place it was earlier, rubbing circles on your back.
“I care for you so much, and it pains me to see you going through something like this.” You nod, wiping your tears off your face before they can wet your sweatshirt too.
“Thank you so much, Spencer.”
“It’s no problem; just try not to stress; we’ll be home soon..”
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reidsdaisies · 26 days
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hey! congrats on 500 :) can i request an softdom mgg smuttt (idk if you write for mathew or not but if not could it be spencer?, completely fine if you don’t wanna write mathew ofc<3) rose 9 prompt? maybeee r had a rough/stressful day and he just wants to make her feel better🫣🫣
༉‧´ˎ˗ pairing; softdom!spencer reid x fem!bau!reader
༉‧´ˎ˗ prompt(s); rose, 9 –  “Just let me take care of you, baby.”
༉‧´ˎ˗ wc; 0.8k
༉‧´ˎ˗ content warnings; spencer gives reader a neck massage? (not in a weird way), a bit of talk of a made up case, kissing, fade to black? not proofread 🥲 (currently in the process of editing and finishing this one fully)
༉‧´ˎ˗ a/n; hi! thank you for requesting honey 🫶 i haven’t really been in a smutty mood so this is more suggestive and fade to black, sorry ;( also, in my requesting guidelines it states i will not write rpf (real person fiction) so i decided to do your request with the second option—spencer!
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𝐂𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 || 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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This case is already starting to take a huge toll on you, and the team only took it up 3 days ago. Spencer—ever the observer— noticed almost immediately. He’s done his best to keep quiet and not interrupt your work flow, but he can’t stand to the side anymore and watch you struggle.
He's come up with a few ways to help you relax, his favorite so far being most risqué of them all.
Spencer spots you in the hotel lobby, sitting at the bar, drinking a glass of something. He notices you writing something down—most likely writing down your thoughts and theories about the case in attempt to keep them organized.
"Y/n," he wearily says your name, not trying to spook you as he comes up behind you. Despite his attempt, you're still caught a little of gaurd, and your shoulders drop as you look up to the man standing beside you.
"Hi, Spencer," you sigh. You don't want him to think you're bummed out at his presence, but your overall mood right now is just kind of gloomy. He understands.
“How are you?” He asks, pulling out a stool beside you and sitting down at the bar.
“Uh, good..” you mutter, looking away from him.
“Are you sure?” Spencer tilts his head to the side, still looking over at you. You just shrug, finishing your sentence before closing the notebook and huffing.
“No, I’m not sure of anything,” you sigh, dropping your head in the palms of your hands, smooshing your cheeks. He rests his hand onto where your upper back meets your neck, slipping the hand beneath your shirt to gently massage you.
“Is it the case that’s frustrating you?” He asks, listening to your sighs of frustration slowly melt into ones of relief.
“Mhm,” you hum, laying your arms flat on the table so you can rest your head in them more comfortably.
“It’s a confusing one, right? No direct leads, virtually no connection between the victims besides the MO of the way the killer disposed of them.”
You shake your head, groaning as he mentions the fact that you guys are going off basically nothing.
“It’s just so upsetting, and with the newest victim being dumped in a completely different area, it leads me to believe that he already knows we’re on to him.”
He nods in agreement with your sentiment, even though he knows you can’t see him do so.
“Maybe I can help you take your mind off of it..” he suggests, fingers working at the knot in your shoulder.
“Huh?” You question, picking your head up slightly and looking over at him. He lets out a breathy laugh at your little confused pout, leaning in closer to your ear.
“How about we go to my room, hm?” He whispers against the shell of your ear. His words force a breathy moan from your lips, and you find yourself darting your eyes around the lobby. Thank god it’s late, and just the two of you are left downstairs. “Would you like that?”
You nod eagerly, pulling your head from your arms and sitting up straighter. His hand slides off your back, grasping your hand and helping you off your chair.
He grabs your note book off the counter and stuffs it back into your purse before sliding it over your arm. He pulls you in closer, talking at your level, whispering something into your ear that makes your cheeks heat up.
You were antsy the whole elevator ride up to the 2nd floor, and it didn’t stop as you bounce on your feet, waiting impatiently for Spencer to unlock the door.
When he finally pushes the door open you’re quick to rush inside, pushing past him and kicking off your shoes.
“Someone’s excited,” he laughs, shutting the door behind him and stuffing the keycard back where he was keeping it in his wallet.
“Well you promised me something, of course I’m excited.”
“Mm, if I remember correctly, I didn’t promise you anything.” You shot him a glare, your mouth dropping in a snarl. He chuckles, giving you a tight lipped smile. “Kidding.”
You just shake your head at him, the joking snarl turning to a smirk. As you throw your arms around his neck, lips immediately attaching to his, one of your hands finds its way into his soft waves. His arm slithers around your waist, naturally allowing his hand to rest on your ass, giving it a firm squeeze.
The soft moan you let out is muffled by his mouth, which in the moment is practically mauling yours. Out of any of the people you’ve kissed before, Spencer surely is the most zealous of them all.
He backs you up in the direction of the bed, letting you fall back onto the mattress. Leaning down, he presses his lips to yours. His nimble fingers undo the buttons of your blouse as he trails his kisses down the column of your throat, and then your chest.
“You’ll let me take care of you, right, baby?” his eyes glance up at yours, seeking you’re consent.
“Yes, god yes,”
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reidsdaisies · 1 month
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500 followers celebration!!
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♡・𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ; 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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I reached 500 followers this week!! first of all, AAAHHHH!!!! second, thank you to everyone who’s followed and those of you who have interacted with my posts, and also who have sent in asks! it really means a lot to me. i’ve been struggling with actually finishing the works i’ve already started and getting them posted.. so maybe this will help with my motivation and whatnot (excuses, excuses 🤦‍♀️). you don’t know how much it means to me that 500 people have liked my blog and shitty little blurbs and stuck around. I took inspiration for this from golden1u5t who is doing their 2k celebration and since my milestone is lesser i did this on a slightly smaller scale and I’ve always wanted to do one of these prompt things lol i just hope people will actually send in requests 😭 if it doesn’t happen, that’s okay, i just want you guys to know i appreciate you and im trying 😭. thank you again, and now, to the main post!
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𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 little 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩!
Guidelines;
You can send in requests for any of the characters I currently write for; Spencer Reid, Emily Prentiss, Aaron Hotchner, any other mgg characters, & Ethan Landry
If you’re nervous when it comes to sending in asks, the anon option is always turned on
You can request one prompt or multiple! You could never go wrong with a whole bouquet of roses 😏
Specify if you want fem!reader or gn!reader, sub/dom/softdom character/reader
Please make sure that when you are requesting, you have a plotline to go with the prompt of your choice. It can be a very simple plotline. Ex: 'can I order a tulip for emily prentiss with prompt 1 where reader is talking and emily is admiring them?’
I’ll continue this for 1.5 weeks until April 8th. (After the 8th I won’t be accepting anymore requests for this but I will try to finish any that I receive up until then as fast as I can) I don’t know if that’s too long I just want to make sure I have enough time to write because sometimes my brain is lacking
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Tulip – 30 fluff/sfw dialogue/action prompts
"I could listen to you all day."
“Are you blushing?”
“You’re so cute, it actually pains me.”
“Here, take my jacket.”
“You’re going to get us caught.” “Just a quick kiss, no one will see.”
“Could you maybe read me to sleep?”
“Could we maybe–uh I don’t know.. hold hands?”
“Hypothetically speaking, if I were to ask you out on a date.. would you say yes?”
“I like the sound of there being an ‘us’.”
“I think I’m in love with you. No, I know I am.”
“You’re cute when you’re jealous.”
 “Do you mind if i sleep here tonight?”
“I have to go to work.” “No, you have to stay in bed with me.”
 “I want to start a family with you.”
“I’m so lucky to have you.”
“You smell good today,” “Oh, so you’re saying I don’t smell good everyday?” “That’s not what I meant and you know it.” “I guess I just love to push your buttons.”
“Would it be alright if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”
Character A bringing Character B cup of coffee because they “looked like you could use some caffeine”
Stargazing
Letting them cuddle up to you when they’re cold
Sleeping on their chest
Character A covering Character b with a blanket when they’ve noticed they’ve fallen asleep on the couch
Styling/playing with their hair
Hugging them at random
Fixing an article of their clothing before leaving the house
Bringing them flowers to cheer them up
Rolling over in bed, switching positions during a kiss
Good morning/good night texting
Baking together
Slow dancing in the living room
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Forget-me-not – 25 hurt/comfort dialogue prompts
“You can't scare me like that, okay?"
“You should be more careful."
“Let me help you."
"You don't have to be afraid anymore."
"You’re safe in my arms."
“Sh, sh, you're okay now."
“Just listen to the sound of my voice, okay?”
“Does that hurt?"
"You can cry, there's no shame in it."
"Stop trying to help me, it's hurting you."
“I’m trying to be strong for you.”
"It wasn't your fault."
"Don't listen to that voice inside your head, listen to mine."
"What can i do for you?”
"I would never leave you, i'm not going anywhere.
"I've got you."
"Just come here. let me hold you."
"It was just a nightmare, it's okay."
"Could you please come and get me?"
"Are you okay? don't lie."
“Hey… hey… why are you crying?”
"I'm here for you, whenever you need me."
"You're not alone."
"It really hurts."
"I'm sorry i can't take the pain away."
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Rose – 30 smut/nsfw dialogue prompts
“Wanna take this to the bed?”
“Did you just say what I think you said?”
“I've been thinking about this all day.”
“It’s too late for this” – “You don’t have to do anything, just stay laying down”
“Let me stay like this in you for a little bit.”
“Shirt on or off?”
“Fuck, I’ve never— I’ve never done this before—“ “That’s fine. We can take it slow. It’s all about you, okay?”
“I’ll talk you through it, okay?”
 “Just let me take care of you, baby.”
“Does this feel good?”
“Be good, and i'll fuck you / let you fuck me.”
 “Are you trying to turn me on right now? Because it’s working.”
“Wait! Leave that on.”
“No underwear? Did you plan this?”
“Shut up and kiss me already.”
 “Dont leave any marks.”
“Spread your legs for me.”
“You’re so beautiful all spread out like this, just for me.”
 “We’ll make it fit.”
 “Just like that, good boy/girl.”
“Fuck… you’re so good at that.”
 “Fuck- just- right there! That feels so good.”
“I don’t— I don’t think I can last any longer, fuck, please—”
 “You just can't help yourself, can you?”
 “Do i make you nervous?”
 “You act all innocent around our friends, but i know just how dirty you really are.”
“How bad do you want it?”
“Nobody can know about this, okay?”
“This is a one time thing”
“I thought you said it was a one time thing?”
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a handful of these I came up with, some are from pinterest, and the rest are from the following blogs;
@cosmophoriia
@airaibunny
@mirclealignr
@scealaiscoite
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