Counting The Steps To The Door Of Your Heart ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆

“There’s something seriously wrong here. I mean, who the fuck wears high heels on a heist.”

“Nobody asked for your opinion, [X]. Don’t hate me just cause your weak ass ankles won’t let you be fancy.”

some more domestic fluff prompts

scenarios: 

 lying on the couch on top of eachother, one combing their fingers through the other’s hair as they watch a movie 

 waking their partner up for work when they notice their alarm didn’t go off 

 alternatively: allowing their partner to sleep in because they were overworked anyway and need the rest. 

 one waking up before the other, so they make up their side of the bed and can’t help but tuck in their sleeping lover as they do so. 

 giving the other a spoonful of the meal they’re cooking to test it out, holding their hand under their chin so nothing falls. 

 one is sick, so the other heats up a blanket in the dryer to give it to them while they rest on the couch. 

 listening to music together while they both take the day to clean around the house (maybe even getting a little distracted to dance instead)

 calmly reassuring the other it’s okay when they drop a glass, gently checking their hands for any injury. 

 wiping a bit of frosting (or smth else) off of their cheek while eating and taking it for themself

 smiling across the table when their cheeks are full of food and look quite cute. 

dialogue:

 “can you turn the heat on? i’m getting cold…” 

 “you were talking about that table there being a little…bare, so i got you some flowers to put in it’s space.” 

 “stop singing into the broom and hurry so we can watch this movie!” 

 “you always fall asleep halfway into the episode.” 

 “move your blanket, i wanna lay down on your lap.” 

 “sweetheart, you look cute, but i’m gonna need the sweater.” 

 “i know we had it for dinner last night, but…” *sighs* “the things i do for you.” 

 “did you just put my hoodie in the wash?!” “yeah.” “love, my phone was in there!” 

 “come here, hold my hand.” “you’re washing the dishes.” “..i can do both…” 

 “i hope you don’t mind that i took that painting down, but i thought that picture of us looked a little better…” 

It’s up to one man to save the universe… But he just doesn’t fucking care.

“Calm your mind, still your hands, and silence your mouth. You’re spiraling, and I refuse to be run down by your snowballing again. Let me be your sun, babe, let me melt the ice.”

“Please, please come back to me. I can’t do this without you. It wasn’t meant to be like this.”

Prompt #336

The letter in their hand felt like it weighed a ton. Their hands were shaking because they knew: no matter if good or bad, opening the letter would change their life.

“I was going to have a nice quiet night of reading, but I guess I’ll be patching up your broken jaw instead.”

ten dialogue prompts - 17

major fluff below, too many angsty prompts lol

“Did you just kiss me?” “Was I not supposed to?” “I don’t know, but could you do it again?”

“I can’t believe you remembered.” “Of course I did, I know a lot of things about you. More than I care to admit.”

“You look…you look very nice. Beautiful, I mean. Damn, why can’t I speak?”

“You’re very warm, it’s comforting.”

“Falling in love with you wasn’t apart of my life plan, but I don’t regret that I did.”

“Stop flirting.” “I don’t plan to stop.”

“I might be in love with you.” “That’s great to hear since I am in love with you.”

“I’ll be yours until all the stars fall out of the sky.”

“You missed. Your lips were supposed to touch mine, you dingbat.”

“I never thought love could be anything like this.”

The zombie apocalypse has begun. Only, instead of grunting, the zombies all constantly sing the last song they heard before they died. Surprisingly, many of them sound quite good.