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action prompts

[  lighter  ]  ⎯⎯  sender  lights  receiver's  cigarette  without  them  asking.

[  rings  ]  ⎯⎯  while  both  smoking,  sender  and  receiver  are  trying  to  outdo  one  another  blowing  rings  of  smoke.

[  stop  ]  ⎯⎯  sender  and  receiver  make  a  pact  to  both  quit  smoking  at  the  same  time.

[  share  ]  ⎯⎯  sender  and  receiver  share  a  cigarette  together,  passing  it  between  the  two  of  them  between  drags.

[  smoke  ]  ⎯⎯  sender  playfully  blows  smoke  into  the  receiver's  face

[  light  ]  ⎯⎯  receiver  is  about  to  light  their  own  cigarette,  but  before  they  can,  sender  presses  their  own,  lit,  cigarette  that's  between  their  lips  to  theirs  to  light  it  that  way.

[  after  glow  ]  ⎯⎯  sender  offers  receiver  a  cigarette  after  sex.

[  caught  ]  ⎯⎯  receiver  told  sender  they'd  quit  smoking,  but  sender  catches  them  in  the  act.

[  washed  out  ]  ⎯⎯  sender  and  receiver  are  caught  in  a  sudden  downpour  while  they're  just  trying  to  have  a  smoke  break.

[  wrong  location  ]  ⎯⎯  sender  catches  receiver  smoking  in  a  place  they're  definitely  not  supposed  to  be  smoking in.

sentence starters

❛  here,  just  take  one  of  mine,  you  look  stressed.  ❜

❛  those  things  will  kill  you,  you  know?  ❜

❛  i  promise  i  will  quit  after  this  pack.  ❜

❛  hey,  didn't  you  quit?  ❜

❛  got  a  light  for  me?  ❜

❛  there's  nothing  like  a  cigarette  after  sex.  ❜

❛  if  i  don't  get  a  cigarette  in  the  next  five  minutes  i  will  kill  someone.  ❜

❛  smokers  are  a  dying  breed.  ❜

❛  you  better  not  taste  like  strawberry  sorbet  when  i  kiss  you  later.  ❜

❛  i  know  teenagers,  they  all  smoke,  and  they  all  think  they're  slick  enough  to  hide  it.  ❜

❛  i  think  i  must  have  tried  to  quit  a  thousand  times  by  now.  ❜

based on: this gif set.

i don’t think i could ever get over you.

standing in front of you right now, it’s torture, not being able to kiss you. 

i love you. even though that freaks the fuck out of me to say it.

life keeps going. you can’t just give up.

i don’t want you to need me. i want you to want me.

we’re too similar. we would drive each other crazy.

i appreciate that secrecy is your love language.

i thought we could be friends. i want to be friends. 

you’d do anything for everyone to like you.

you always have been a shitty liar.

maybe no contact is the only way this works.

giving you shit is just like an old reflex. 

i wanna prove to everyone that i’m not a fuck up.

i’m doing this with or without you. with you would be easier.

you’re the one in my fucking head.

you will never be alone again.

i know you fought for every fucking thing you ever got in your life.

sooner or later, you’re gonna have to face up to what you’ve done.

you don’t know? you could fill a book with the shit you don’t know.

anything and everything you do is okay.

i know that you’re lonely.

i love you, and i don’t wanna love you, because i’ll never fucking trust you again.

i’m the last person who thinks they’re a hero. i fucking hate myself half the time.

if i wasn’t so tired, i’d say something sexual. shows how tired i am.

i feel like i’m standing on the edge of a cliff.

we keep fighting till we don’t have to anymore.

i have stood by you at every single turn.

does it help somehow to bitch about it?

let’s not pretend i’m the one who ended things.

i made my choices. so did you.

we stuck together because we had to.

that’s a long ass time to be with somebody and then walk away.

i thought someone was coming to murder me. this is worse.

i’m doing a fucking thing here.

just revising my suspect list. 

you shouldn’t be afraid of the bad parts of you.

i’m pretty sure no one gives a shit about your needs right now.

we’re high functioning compared to them. at least we’re communicating.

when you changed your mind about us, that broke me. 

you’re gonna make mistakes sometimes. it’s just part of being alive.

do you think i’m a bad mom?

murder makes you extra sweaty.

you weren’t the only smart one. you just like to think you were.

i know you guys are… whatevering.

you know i don’t deserve your friendship, right? i just hurt people. 

it has to mean something, right? that we keep coming back to each other, that it’s never really over?

time’s a motherfucker.

so, why do you suddenly want me?

when i look at you, i don’t see your mistakes.

you think they care about you? you don’t matter. to anyone.

i don’t want to be a joke anymore.

i never not wanted you.

i guess cleaning up our mess makes for good foreplay.

you never move on from something like this. it just changes you. then you adapt.

i did not start out a bad person.

just ‘cause i’m scared doesn’t mean it’s going away. gotta accept it.

when i think about the specifics too much, i just get sad. time doesn’t wait. 

what’s the one thing you want out of your life?

we always come back around, you and me.

do you forgive me? for being so stubborn? 

i spent so much time trying not to be who i was, i don’t even know who i am.

i like how i feel when i’m with you. 

i’m done talking for tonight.

all i ever wanted from you was a fucking hug.

you’re not okay. you’re stubborn.

just because you say something to a person doesn’t mean you necessarily mean it.

i didn’t learn my lesson. we were good. you just don’t want good.

did you really not see that coming? because i sure did.

i missed you. i’ve missed you for months.

come on. bickering is what we do. it’s fun.

you’re something else. when you believe in something, nothing’s gonna change your mind.

i know what you’re doing. you’re acting like a dick so no one can see how badly you’re hurting.

i don’t think you’re crazy. you’ve been through a lot. that’s okay with me.

there’s been enough death. i’m fucking sick of it. aren’t you?

i forgot about you, and i hate myself for that.

i needed you, and you just weren’t there. you left me.

you always could read my mind.

it’s gonna eat you up to keep this all inside.

there’s only you. there’s only ever been you.

my chest physically hurts to not be able to tell her i’m in love with her.

you never let anyone see you hurting.

sometimes i think you’re a little too good at being fine.

you win. this. whatever we’re doing.

now you’re someone i miss when you’re not around.

i thought that we loved each other. 

you have to say what you want. it’s your move.

you’re pretty hard to resist.

you make people feel okay just by showing up.

don’t let the fact that you’re a terrible person keep you up tonight.

all that is happening is that you are not in control, and you’re not used to it.

i’m intimidated as fuck by you.

feel free to adjust the pronouns and things to fit your muse!

“i mean, when we first started going out, you couldn’t kiss at all.”

“we wanna try out for the boys’ team.”

“you and your brother look scary alike from the back. i think it’s your total lack of curves.”

“does he have your number? 1-800-bitch?”

“sorry, i have a strict no ruffles policy.”

“inside every girl, there’s a boy. …that came out wrong but you know what i mean.”

“i can do this. i am a dude! i’m a hunky dude! i’m a badass hunky dude!”

“i’m brilliant. shhh!”

“i’m allergic to the sun.”

“is your sister hot?”

“girls with asses like mine do not talk to boys with faces like yours.”

“don’t let her get too close, she’ll recognize you!”

“and when my eyes are closed, i see you for what you really are, which is ugly!”

“because that would be my very first instinct, to feed the tarantula.”

“i think you’re the first guy at this school that hasn’t tried anything with me.”

“okay, that was creepy! you actually sounded like a girl just then!”

“hey, i’m working the kissing booth! come and see me?”

“you look like such a lady! it’s a miracle!”

“maybe you could come tonight to…keep an eye on me.”

“screw you guys! i hate high school!”

“_____, darling, remember, chew like you have a secret.”

“i’m gonna kiss him so passionately that even the people he hates will feel pleasure.”

“why is it that i always find you in the middle of a tussle?”

“heels are a male invention to make a women’s butt look smaller! and make it harder for them to run away.”

“have you ever tried to run away in high heels? not easy.”

“why are you wearing my uniform?”

“is it just me or does this soccer game have more nudity than most?”