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Prompt List
I compiled some prompt lists I found to form a list of 76 kiss prompts. Send in a number and a character and one of us shall write a one shot based on it.
“Good morning” kiss
Kiss on the forehead
Drunk/sloppy kiss
Awkward kiss
Angry kiss
“I’m sorry” kiss
“I’ve missed you” kiss
Seductive kiss
“War’s End” kiss
“Goodbye” kiss
“I almost lost you” kiss
Kiss on the nose
Kiss on the ear
Kiss on the neck
Kiss on the back
New Year’s kiss
Needing to kiss to hide from bad guys
“I do” kiss
Shy kiss
Surprised kiss
Kiss on a dare
Sad kiss
Exhausted parents kiss
Kiss of life
Kiss inspired by a song
Jealous kiss
Giggly kiss
First kiss
Last kiss
Kiss under a full moon
Kiss at dusk
Kiss at dawn
Kiss in a dream
Returned from the dead kiss
Themed kisses
“We can never be together” kiss
It’s-the-end-of-the-world kiss
Awkward teenage crush kiss
Spin the bottle kiss
Hiding/hoping not to be caught kiss
Forbidden kiss
Sated kiss
Soft kiss
Tender kiss
Passionate kiss
Long kiss
Quick kiss
Morning kiss
Before Bed kiss
In Secret kiss
Public kiss
Accidentally Witnessed kiss
Against a wall kiss
Against a Locker kiss
True Love kiss
Caught off-guard kiss
Breaking The Kiss To Say Something, Staying So Close That You’re Murmuring Into Each Other’s Mouths
Moving Around While Kissing, Stumbling Over Things, Pushing Each Other Back Against The Wall/Onto The Bed
Kissing So Desperately That Their Whole Body Curves Into The Other Person’s
Throwing Their Arms Around The Other Person, Holding Them Close While They Kiss
Hands On The Other Person’s Back, Fingertips Pressing Under Their Top, Drawing Gentle Circles Against That Small Strip Of Bare Skin That Make Them Break The Kiss With A Gasp
Lazy Morning Kisses Before They’ve Even Opened Their Eyes, Still Mumbling Half-Incoherently, Not Wanting To Wake Up
Routine Kisses Where The Other Person Presents Their Cheek/Forehead For The Hello/Goodbye Kiss Without Even Looking Up From What They’re Doing
Being Unable To Open Their Eyes For A Few Moments Afterward
One Small Kiss, Pulling Away For An Instant, Then Devouring Each Other
Staring At The Other’s Lips, Trying Not To Kiss Them, Before Giving In
When One Stops The Kiss To Whisper “I’m Sorry, Are You Sure You-” And They Answer By Kissing Them More
A Hoarse Whisper “Kiss Me”
Following The Kiss With A Series Of Kisses Down The Neck
Starting With A Kiss Meant To Be Gentle, Ending Up In Passion
A Gentle “I Love You” Whispered After A Soft Kiss, Followed Immediately By A Stronger Kiss
When One Person’s Face Is Scrunched Up, And The Other One Kisses Their Lips/Nose/Forehead
Height Difference Kisses Where One Person Has To Bend Do Wn And The Other Is On Their Tippy Toes
Kisses Where One Person Is Sitting In The Other’s Lap
Kisses Meant To Distract The Other Person From Whatever They Were Intently Doing
Top Of Head Kisses
welcome to my prompt list! A list of 200+ prompts that I love, whether they be from fics I’ve read or other lists I’ve seen floating around. I hope you enjoy ♡
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WARNINGS: Mention of drowning, mention of death, possible cursing. Alcohol.
SCENARIOS
1: We’re having a movie night, just like we’ve always done… but your thigh is touching mine, and my thoughts won’t stop wandering. Your warmth, your touch–I never realized how much I craved it until now. (Bonus points if you are thinking the same thing)
2: We both just got off work, and I’m walking you home just like any other night, you trip on an unfortunate pebble. Just before you hit the ground, I caught you with one arm around your waist, one between your shoulder blades. Is it just me, or are things a little warmer than they were?
3: Throughout our childhood, it was always you getting sick, never me. You coughed, sneezed, wheezed, and nearly passed out next to me with fevers higher than imaginable, but I was fine, and helped you through it all the same. But this time, I’m bedridden and you won’t stop freaking out. I have half the mind to pull you into bed with me so you’ll stop running around.
4: This is your favorite song, and apparently there’s an option to sing a duet. Oh… you want me to sing? It’s a love song? We’ll be right next to each other? Oh. Okay.
5: You’re drunk, bent over a bar with a grin splayed on your lips. Come on, up you go, I’m taking you home… but you’re clinging to me, and won’t let me fish your keys out of your pocket/bag, guess we’re taking my car. And for the rest of the car ride, I have to pretend that you’re not clinging to my hand/shoulder. How am I going to be able to look you in the eyes tomorrow?
6: I step outside to find a thank you note for helping you/picking you up/getting groceries for you, stuck to a plate of baked pie/cookies/cake. Oh my god, this is really good? When did you learn how to bake, and how can I make you do it more? …Why are your cheeks red?
7: My roommate/ex/family kicked me out into the rain. I have nobody else to call but you. I’m sorry, but when I thought of my friends that I thought would care enough, you were the only I thought to call.
8: Your roommate/ex/family kicked you out, and it’s pouring outside. In my pajamas/loungewear, I ran to my car to pick you up. How dare they? And… I’m glad that I’m the one you called, y’know?
9: This is the stupidest thing we’ve ever done, I tell you, fully on-board to do the stupid thing because I can’t just ignore the grins you give me. They’re cursed, I tell you, some sort of cures that elicits butterflies and makes me smile. Plus, I just don’t have the heart to remove your fingers from my wrist.
10: You’ve always been a stoic nightmare who never smiles, laughs, or does anything remotely animated. But one night, you actually laughed and I think I felt my heart skip a beat. Or three. You’re so pretty/handsome.
11: There’s one bed, and I know we’ve shared beds for years, but your arm is around my hips, my back is against your chest, and your breath keeps brushing my neck. I really hope my heartbeat doesn’t wake you up, because I can’t think of anything but how right this feels.
12: I’m trying to hold you, and I can feel every little thing about you. Your breaths and heartbeat, even the little shifts you make to get comfortable. It’s… intoxicating. Why did I agree to sleeping here with you again?
13: Ohmygod, I know I just said I love you, and I truly did mean it, but I know we’re just friends and it’s too soon and I’m so, so sorry, but then your eyes flicker with something I’ve never seen, and maybe I don’t feel so bad anymore? (Bonus points if you pull me into a kiss.)
14: We’re arguing because of something stupid, and every single time I think it’s finally over, you scream, “But why do you care?!” And I respond with the only thing I can think of, “Because I love you!” @screnwriter lmao.
15: Saying I love you after I just nearly drowned shouldn’t be as hot as it is, but I can’t seem to stop staring at your lips. Whoops?
16: We’ve been friends since childhood, and I’ve accepted that we’re just not meant to be. I’ve moved on, or at least tried, and throughout it all I’ve encouraged you to follow your dreams. I didn’t– I didn’t know that your dream was me.
17: You and I’ve been friends since we were kids, and suddenly when I’m about to leave for vacation/college/moving, you let out that you can’t let me go without saying I love you. Why did I never know… and how can I make it up to you?
18: All week, you’ve been on my mind, and I can’t make you go away. Finally, after suffering in silence for so long at the thought of your lips, your laugh, and your smile, I give in and ask you to come to my apartment. God, I love you.
19: What the hell are we doing in this closet? Why did you drag me in here? Why are you so close? Why do I want you to be closer?
20: “This is bad,” I whisper, with my hands wrapped around your hips, because I know that if you give in, I’m wrapped around your finger. “Maybe,” you whisper, leaning closer, “maybe this is a good kind of bad, hm?” and pull me into a kiss.
21: You need help tying the back of your dress/fixing your cufflinks, and my fingers keep scraping against your skin. How are you so warm? And how are you acting like I’m not right behind/in front of you?
22: We’re ice skating, just like we used to when we were kids, but then you slip. I break your fall by offering myself up for tribute, and suddenly, we’re a whole lot closer. How do I– where do I move? Why are your eyes dilated?
23: You offer to make me tea when I’m sick, and for some reason, I have the urge to kiss you. Deliriously, I ask if I can. We came to an agreement that I can kiss you after I stop sneezing.
24: I know you love rollercoasters, but I get so sick while riding them, and I’m not sure if I can stomach another one–oh, you’re holding my hand? That’s… that’s a lot more distracting than the wind whipping and the sounds of screams… for some reason.
25: Every Sunday morning before work/church/school/a hobby, you come in for coffee. We chat a little bit each time, and I feel like we’re some sort of friends now. Today, I finally gained the courage to write my number on your cup.
26: Family vacations are a whole lot more awkward when you and I can’t stop staring at each other, and you know that they’re going to catch on if we don’t stop, right? But we don’t, and instead, it just gets worse.
27: You’re in a swimsuit. I– don’t… know what to do but stand here and look awkward and try not to wheeze up a lung, because that’s more skin than I thought I’d ever see on you. You’re so beautiful/pretty/handsome/cute/dazzling. (Bonus points if you won’t look at me for the exact same thing.)
28: We’re roommates, and I walk in on you changing. You yelp. I yelp. I never forget what I saw, I’m sure you never forget what I walked in on. I think it’s time we have a chat about this.
29: Did you know that if you love someone enough, your heart can palpitate? I didn’t, well, not until you walked into the room.
30: It’s your birthday and everyone forgot. Everyone except me. We sit down at a nearby park/in your apartment/on the roof/in a tree, and I finally give you my present. After opening it, you kiss me, and everything feels right.
31: You just got rejected from a date/prom night, and I promise you, your crush is missing out on you. I don’t know how to convince you other than sit here, hold you, and pretend that I don’t wish you’d see what’s in front of you.
32: I never wanted to ruin what we had, but you’re making it so hard not to utter those three words. Especially when you invite me to a family event/over to your apartment/somewhere quiet, and I just have to sit here and pretend you don’t look as pretty as the night sky.
33: I know you’re angry that I got hurt, and I know you’re angry that I sacrificed my health for you, but you’re patching up a cut on my face/chest, and you’re– you’re really close. It’d only take so much of a slight push to press my lips to yours. (Bonus: our eyes meet and suddenly, I don’t want to hold back anymore.)
34: I invited you over after a rough night, the stench of cheap beer on both of our breaths. It isn’t like any other night you’ve come over, but for some reason I can’t get my mind off of the way you laugh, or how you threw everything aside to come comfort me. (Bonus points if you say I love you after a stretch of silence.)
35: I’m trying to work up the courage to tell you how I feel, but everyone and everything seems to be against us doing this. Your friends, my friends, a random phone call from a telemarketer that I nearly cussed out. Okay, look, I love you.
36: Work has me exhausted, and I don’t want to think anymore. But you’re right there with your arms open, and for some reason, giving me comfort that nobody else would offer, and I just can’t hold back from mumbling I love you into your hair. Uh, sorry.
37: We always snuggle, and this shouldn’t be any different, but I’m trying not to press my lips to yours because they’re right there and I don’t want to pass up another chance, but you take initiative and do it yourself. Oh.
38: Your SO doesn’t treat you right, and you know it, and I know it, and everyone else knows it. But I don’t know how to convince you that maybe they’re not right for you without giving myself away. And of course when I try, it fails. Crap.