#kisses ask game

[appalesbian]

korrasami

💙 drunken kiss

Asami looked absolutely irresistible. She always did, of course, but tonight especially so. At some point in the evening, the hair framing her face had fallen out of its careful updo (probably from all the dancing) and stuck to her forehead, which glistened with sweat. Her makeup had smudged and faded, letting the pretty pink flush of her skin shine through. As the night progressed, her body language metamorphosed from her usual prim and refined posture to something liquid and easy. On Asami, who so rarely let herself relax, it was a welcome sight.

“You’re staring,” Asami half-shouted over the joyful noise of the jazz band and the remaining partygoers, still going strong late into the night. Her eyes sparkled with flattery and Korra didn’t have it in herself to protest. She simply reached for Asami’s waist to pull her close, though it was Asami who took Korra’s face in her hands to bring her into the kiss.

The meeting of their mouths was sloppy, their perfect familiarity with each other impeded by the haze of free-flowing liquor from the open bar. Asami’s tongue slipped past her lips and she tasted sweet and acidic, like plum wine. Her body was warm and solid against Korra’s, the salt-smell of her skin and the dregs of jasmine perfume overwhelming her senses. The rest of the revelry faded away around them, leaving no room for stimulus or thought beyond their embrace. After all, Asami herself was the most intoxicating thing here.

thank you for the ask, this was fun!!💕

[st0rmyskies]

Life or death kisses twi/champ

Hi LOVE this one!!

“Don’t let go!!”

Twilight felt dizzy as his legs swung in the open air. Beneath him, the massive propeller whirred too loudly for him to hear his own thoughts. Below that was a drop of tens of thousands of feet. 

“Don’t look down!” Champion jerked his grip on Twilight’s collar, forcing his face back up. “And don’t let go!”

Twilight was breathing hard through his open mouth. He was feeling very, very dizzy. The wind was whipping Champion’s hair into his face and Twilight saw the flash of his teeth as he weighed their options. Champion only had one arm to use. He shifted his weight back onto his heels, throwing his all in to helping Twilight pull himself back up onto the deck. 

Together, the two of them heaved until Twilight could bring his chest up and over the edge. He laid it across the deck, Champion continuing to pull him back as he swung one leg up and then the other. Both of them were breathless as Twilight pulled himself back from the brink, rolling onto his back and staring up at the clouds overhead, trying to make sense of everything that had just happened. 

They won. 

[Redacted for spoilers.] 

They won.

A tired smile broke across Twilight’s face as the truth sank in. Champion’s hand at the side of his face had him turning, smiling up at his friend—

But Champion had leaned in, quick and impulsive, and suddenly his mouth was over Twilight’s. 

His lips were dry and chapped. The split in his lower lip tasted like blood. The lines in his face were as tense as the press of his lips, and the little furrow of focus between his brows deepened as he pulled back from their kiss much too quickly for Twilight’s liking. 

Champion was panting hard. “Don’t do anything like that ever again.” 

For once, Twilight was the one who couldn’t find his words. 

He nodded.

[lilac-hecox]

heeeey! if you’re doing the heart’s dynamic here’s my petition 🤎/ianthony obviously haha, thankssss

🤎KISSES ALL OVER🤎

Ian is laid out under Anthony in his own bed. Anthony is straddling his lap, pressed up over him, a hand planted in the mattress near Ian’s head. Ian is gazing up at him with a fondness in his eyes that steals all of Anthony’s breath, that makes him feel crazy, like that look will eat him alive. All he can do is lean down and ghost his lips over Ian in a soft kiss.

Ian shivers in the best way and his fingers catch in Anthony’s curls, rub along the back of Anthony’s head where his hair is shorter. Anthony tilts his head and then he catches Ian’s mouth again, pressing against him firmer this time, a real kiss.

Ian moans gently, a hand finding Anthony’s shoulder and hanging on, his fingers warm against the bare skin. Anthony breaks their kiss in favor of placing one on Ian’s freckled cheek, the tip of his nose, trailing to his left cheek and kissing there too.

“What are you doing?” Ian asks with a laugh.

“You’re too cute,” Anthony says, as if it is simple and explains everything.

Ian flushes a delicate pink, his lashes fanning against his cheeks.

Anthony noses at Ian’s cheek, trails his lips down to Ian’s bearded jaw and kisses there too. He keeps sinking lower, kissing the dip of Ian’s throat, his collarbones. He feels Ian squirm against his lips and Anthony smiles at the feeling, of how he knows he’s making Ian just a little crazy in return.

Then he kisses Ian’s chest, right above his heart, next to a nipple. He feels the steady rise and fall of Ian’s breathing.

“You deserved to be kissed like this,” Anthony murmurs, kissing a little lower, at the soft and hairy expanse of Ian’s chest and belly.

Ian mumbles like he doesn’t believe that, and Anthony looks up at him as he rests his cheek on the softness of Ian’s stomach.

“You do,” Anthony says.

“Stop,” Ian says, embarrassed, cheeks flushing a darker pink.

Anthony knows Ian is still not so good at hearing the good things, the sweet things, all the affection and love Anthony’s wanted to give for years. Anthony relents and he smiles, and he kisses his way down to where the waistband of Ian’s jeans begins.

Instead of going for Ian’s pants, Anthony picks up his hand and presses a kiss to the center of his left palm. Then he sits down Ian’s hand and picks up the right, pressing a kiss there too.

“Such a sap,” Ian says softly, but he sounds touched, about as emotional as Ian gets.

“Yeah,” Anthony agrees, “you make it easy.”

Ian rolls his eyes but he sits himself up so they are face to face and Anthony is kneeling in the space between Ian’s parted legs.

Ian leans in and catches Anthony in a kiss, and though he can’t speak it, Ian pours all that affection and love into the kiss he gives Anthony, and Anthony can feel it spreading through him like a warmth, a fire, burning across his skin to consume him whole.

[burningcrab]

kisses prompt meme: tillsend + hushed conversation in-between kisses

38. hushed conversation in-between kisses

(warning for. slightly sad. mike has bad coping mechanisms)

Tillman wakes up to a knee in his ribs. 3:07, reads the clock in its dim green numbers. No, no, no, whimpers Mike as he thrashes again, jarring Tillman’s vision when a wayward forearm catches his jaw.

Hey. Hey, Mike, he whispers. Dude, wake up.

Mike’s eyes flash open, Shadows-dark, and Tillman tries not to let the chill that runs down his spine show on his face. He puts a hand on Mike’s chin. Breathe, girl.

His breaths come fast and quick, but soon the darkness gives way to scared — but normal — eyes. Mike grimaces, struck by a realization. Sorry, Tilly. Nightmare.

Wanna talk about it?

… no.

He kisses the bridge of Mike’s nose. ’Kay.

… actually, can I just— Mike doesn’t finish, just reaches for his phone, cranks down the brightness, and navigates something for a few seconds. Then she shows Tillman.

It’s his YouTube history. Most recent is a half-finished video titled… *Oh. Mike…* Tillman whispers.

I know! I know. Mike puts the phone away, but not before removing the All ILB Incinerations Seasons 2-11 compilation from her history. I just got to doomscrolling, and someone posted that under—

Tillman kisses him again, this one on the mouth to cut off the torrent of self-recriminations. I do it too. You see… mine?

Got too sick and turned it off. I don’t wanna lose you again.

Another kiss, on the neck this time. Tillman wraps his arms around Mike, then his legs, then tucks his head under Mike’s chin. Koala form achieved, he whispers right into Mike’s throat, Ain’t gonna.

You’re Returned. You’re gonna—

Come back again anyway. Kill me once, shame on you, kill me twice, not gonna kill me again.

Mike snickers and kisses him back. Love you too.

[malinaa]

if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing

[divinit3a]

forehead kiss :)

🤨📸

[shepscapades]

7. Lincolnshire Posy: II. — Composed by Percy Grainger, Performed by the Dallas Wind Symphony

It’s been on my mind lately that I had a lot of these Spotify song requests that I finished and never got around to posting, so I’m gonna try to chip away at posting these over the next few weeks! BUT Hi Ghost :] It’s so funny this was the song you ended up getting the number for; I had actually listened to it on loop during the deepest trenches of ranchers brainrot however many months ago, so I’m really happy I ended up being able to draw something for them!! <3 This is also the part where I expose myself for being an unashamed band kid =w= Grainger’s one of my favorite composers, so I listen to his works a lot and couldn’t help associating the really soft hopeful horns with this kind of healing period for the ranchers ;w;

I probably won’t ever really go into the details of the m-1 server’s overall plot, but I think the general vibe for m-1 ranchers is that these little moments of soft sunlight and healing bones were some of the most needed for them, so that’s why scenes like this always stand out in my mind <3 Context aside though, I think m-1 ranchers are just super sweet so!! figured I’d Full-Send share this soft doodle of them :]

[katsukistrustychurchshoos]

😭💞

26. Giggling while kissing with Mammon? 👉👈

You two try to keep quiet as you whisper secrets and tell corny jokes, but if Mammon loved anything more than Grimm, it was your laughter. You could sound like a donkey, a whistle, or an angel, he wouldn’t care. He just loves knowing that he’s the reason that you’re smiling. 

So, when he tells a really bad joke that has you hollering with laughter, he doesn’t feel even a little bad when his brothers yell at you two to shut it. Well, that is until it’s the third time you two got a little too loud and he hears loud footsteps coming towards your direction. He tries to shush you between chuckles as he swiftly grabs your wrist and starts maneuvering you through the winding halls of the House of Lamentation. 

You try to smother your giggles with your hand but it was a fruitless task. When he tugs you into a random room and gently pushes you against the wall beside it, your eyes are full of tears from cackling so much. Mammon looks between your laughing face and the door, hearing the footsteps growing closer and closer to your hidden location, that won’t stay hidden much longer if you keep laughing. 

It’s only natural that he shuts you up the best way he knows how. He leans in and presses his lips to yours, feeling your teeth against his lips at first since you were smiling so wide. He starts smiling into the kiss at that, warmth filling his chest at how happy he is to see you act this way. 

You hum in surprise before quickly getting into it. That doesn’t stop either of you from giggling out of pure adrenaline and ecstasy though. You two are on top of the world and nothing can bring you down.

Kisses Ask Game

[emry-stars-art]

Hello! may i request Andreil and no. 4 for the mistletoe drawing meme??

@oddgreyhound you guys had the same brain for a second there and I LOVE it

Requests are open until the end of Dec ‘23 💕

[thirteendaysintaunton]

thinking about how Annabeth calls Percy "obtuse" & "unable to see how people feel" in the demigod diaries and now you just know that she was fighting for her life flirting with him for years and Percy was just like "that's my best friend :) she is so nice to me"

[appalesbian]

🤎 rangshi!

Kyoshi flopped back onto the bed with a long-suffering exhale. The wearineas permeated deep into her bones, leaving her feeling like an empty husk. The work of an Avatar was never done. Even now, she replayed the day's events in her mind, an endless swirl of doubt and self-criticism and never enough.

The mattress dipped beside her. Kyoshi forced her heavy eyelids open to see Rangi glaring down at her in an amusing subversion of their usual height difference.

"I can hear you thinking," Rangi said sternly. Kyoshi didn't respond, just willed herself to focus on the sensation of her over-exerted muscles and joints melting into the bed. "Stop that."

"Stop what?" Kyoshi asked, already knowing the answer.

"Agonizing."

When Kyoshi failed to answer for her crimes, Rangi sighed, as though at an impudent pupil, then leaned down and kissed her square on the lips. The sensation was warm, familiar, and, despite the fatigue in every inch of Kyoshi's body, a bit thrilling. She shuffled herself on top of Kyoshi's supine form and kissed her once more, breathy and inviting.

When she pulled away for a breath, Kyoshi could see a gentleness in Rangi's eyes, a note of rare, vulnerable candor in her sharp mouth.

"I think we can do something about that," she murmured against Kyoshi's jaw. Kyoshi had only a moment to brace for impact before Rangi's lips were on hers, her nimble tongue tracing a shivering path into her mouth. On instinct, Kyoshi tangled her fingers into Rangi's hair and pulled her as close as she could. She didn't feel the exhaustion now.

thank you for the ask!💜

[z-mizcellaneous-z]

ship ask game: send me a ship in asks and I'll fill out the bingo card accordingly!

[scoriarose]

She came up with a new activity

[elsyrel]

Julian asking for cheek kisses c: (separate images under the cut!!)

[rainbowd00dles]

3 for Allison & Renee, I cannot decide who kisses who because both are so cute 😚😚😚

Thanks for the suggestion!

i'm only doing sketches for all of these because i want to try and get as many done as i can!

[liauditore]

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