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Accidental Love Confessions

Just looking at them and suddenly blurting out 'I love you'

Causally saying I love you when the other person has done something really great for them and it wouldn't be awkward if they were just friends, but this makes them realize they're not

Confessing in the middle of a stupid fight

A drunken love confession that gets questioned and then repeated sober

While comforting the other one, who is saying that they are unloved, the other protests that they are definitely not

Exhausted, they are half asleep while saying good night, and an "I love you" slips out

During a very stressful situation, one screams "I care about you, can't you see that I love you?"

Whispering "I love you" in a really dramatic situation and then second-guessing if the other person heard and how they feel

Saying "you're lucky I love you" and realizing too late what they said

Confession via text, either through technology or oldschool pen on paper, but they didn't actually want to send it

More: Love Confessions Masterpost

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It’s 3 AM, but fuck it, we’re being domestic | Prompts

Alternatively, just some fluffy domestic romance prompts, but they feel more cute when they’re in the middle of the night because one or both of the ship characters are insomniacs.

Dancing together in the kitchen, in the refrigerator light, and then sitting on the kitchen counter, eating ice-cream directly from the carton.

Walking barefoot on the dew covered grass, hand in hand, under the stars.

Sitting on the floor trying to piece together IKEA furniture because one person got obsessed with finishing it the same day.

Middle of the night cooking, except it’s making the weirdest most absurd dishes imaginable, just for fun.

Making love, except it’s on the bedroom floor.

Cleaning cupboards or attics and finding lpppittle mementos, childhood pictures, etc and talking about memories.

Midnight drives with street food pit-stops and making out with the car radio playing in the background.

Tossing a smiley stress ball around the house watching it knock into furniture— Bonus, if one person is tossing it and another is scrambling around trying to make sure no furniture falls over, causing squabbles.

Gossiping about annoying relatives/friends, parents etc.

Making each other coffee, except the rule is: adding all of the other person’s favorite ingredients PLUS one mystery ingredient which might be good bad or ugly. For funs~

Late night massage sessions because they’re old (they’re not even thirty. Maybe they are.) and their back huuurts.

Ramp Walk/Modelling sessions where one person tries out every single outfit in their closet, and the other one rates or judges them all and gives (mostly useless) opinions.

Doing laundry except they can’t put the clothes out for drying because there’s no sun, so they spread them all over the furniture (only the stuff that doesn’t go bad with the water-) and switch on all the fans.

Weird selfie poses and filming random tiktok dances.

Alternately, sitting side by side on the bed (or the floor—) deleting old pictures from their phones to make storage and laughing about embarrassing old pictures. (A “my phone might die of lack of storage but that super embarrassing picture of yours from six years ago isn’t going anywhere!”)

One of them randomly googling super random shit and telling those facts to the other person, and the other one, super sleepy, just nodding along to everything.

Painting dates where either both of them are amazing artists or neither of them are, (or one is and the other isn’t) and they switch canvases periodically to finish each other’s paintings. (Chaos for the ones who can’t paint, and two beautiful art pieces for the ones who can~)

Alternatively, one is an artist and the other models for them while being utterly sleepy bc Artist has insomnia :D

One is a musician and keeps the other up all night with the music. Or alternately, the partner has insomnia and the sleepy musician plays them something to pass the night (and what if it turns out to be a lullaby-)

Turning the junk, broken and useless stuff in their house into a rage room for the night.

Learning crocheting from YouTube and making each other weird little woollen mementos. (Could go for anything really. Learning shit with esch other in the middle of the night from YouTube—)

Annnnd that’s about all I got :3 I’ll probably be back with more! Prompts welcome~

Finale arcade token

The sizzle of a grill

“If you’re gonna act like a clown, I might as well treat you like one.”

Eavesdropping

“This is the worst plot twist I’ve ever seen.”

Lighthouse

Love letters

Helplessness

“A little makeup will cover it up.”

“You brought a knife?! Here?!”

Coffee rings

Spunk

“Calm down, you cartoon villain.”

Filter

Rusted tool box

Operating room

Compliance

“I’m just waiting for the life in your eyes to return.”

Consume

Flickering lights

“You had it this whole time?”

Eye bags

Missing poster

Stained hands

Novelty keychains

Carnival food

Podcasts

“This place is decorated like an IKEA— not that that’s a bad thing!”

Humanising

Passing the blame

“All summer long, baby. All summer long.”

Also see:

June 2021 writing challenge

Writing challenge masterlist

Prompts masterlist

The problem w writing fiction is that you'll be like tee-hee I'm going to write a story about a fucked up little scenario that's got nothing to do with anything in real life, just some pure messed up nonsense, and then you finish it and take a step back and go aw rats I made a metaphor again

i’m convinced that overthinking your plot is just another way to kill your creativity. sometimes you just need to let the story go where it wants, even if it doesn’t make perfect sense at first

List of “idiots in love but are in denial” prompts

“I don’t like them like that. Absolutely fucking not. What the hell?”

“I mean, I’d make out with them but like — platonically, you know?” “…You can’t make out with someone platonically.” “Of course you can! We’ve done it like, so many times before already.” 

“And why do you think I’d ever like them? I have taste.”

“Would I tuck them in bed and kiss them on the forehead? Yes. Would I fuck them in bed and then pepper kisses all over their face? Also yes. But neither of those options have to mean anything.”

“What do you mean I look at them like they’re everything I could ever want? I call bullshit! That’s slander!”

“You’re so cute.” “What?” “I said you look like a sack of shit, fuck you.”

“What do you mean by that? I do not daydream about us getting married and building our dream home in the country side where no one can bother us on a daily basis.”

“…But there’s just no way, right? Me? Liking them? That’s… No.” 

“What? We’re not looking at each other like we’d rather be alone in a private suite than be here with you guys. Don’t be stupid.” “Then stop eye fucking each other for one second.” “But we weren’t? That’s a ridiculous accusation. Friends don’t do that.”

“Shut the fuck up, I don’t care that they’re looking at someone else like they’re in love with them. Why should I care? It’s none of my business.”

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