#kissing cw ???

[fishfingersandscarves]

macking noises

[selfshippingquotes]

F/O: Can't find my toothbrush. Using yours.

S/I: No?

F/O: I'll rinse it properly after.

S/I: NO!

F/O: You kiss me.

S/I: I don't tenderly work the plaque out of your teeth with my tongue?

F/O: Yeah...Why don't you?

S/I, showing F/O a picture of cleaner shrimp: Is this me? Is this what I look like?

[aro-culture-is]

aro culture is going “i need these two to kiss” but not in a romantic lovey way and not even in a qp way the characters would just Do That

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[vagabond-art]

In throes of increasing wonder...

@ughhhhhhh-cringe-side-blog and i conspired to sketch these stolitz x interview with the vampire panels

[lemon-grey]

don’t be fooled! they have been married for 11 years

[thisvegetabledoesntfallinlove]

romance repulsed aro king

[flamigoat]

BOOM!! RAYPEACH BLAST!!!🧡💥💖

Here’s some little side doodles I did to fill in the empty space on my canvas! I don’t think I’ve ever drawn them kissing soooo here they are!! Enjoy! :] <3

Figuring out how to draw Rayman kissing was tough. In my headcanons on Rayman and Rabbid Peach’s relationship, I feel like during the initial part of their relationship they’d struggle to kiss. Especially with Rayman initiating, it was always Peaches kissing him and he’d feel a bit left out about it. His snout would always get in the way. :(

Eventually though, he figured it out in this little scene I drew. He’d feel bold and pull her in, sweeping her up in his hands. Peaches was surprised, but absolutely thrilled about it. Drawing her so love struck was so fun. Such a goofy expression for her! 😄💖

Also, here’s little preview to my next big Raypeach art piece. I had a little inspiration from this song hehehe… 🤭👀

[tallbluelady]

🎲

A kiss after a bite~

Rowan's breath hitched as Urianger pressed his teeth into her skin. The sensation was always one he reveled in, but eventually he released his hold and gave a quick kiss to soothe the area. Her soft moans spurred him on, and it wasn't until Rowan put her hand between her neck and his mouth that Urianger stopped.

"You're starting to make my neck ache with all this biting, darling," Rowan chuckled as they parted. "I didn't realize you were so insatiable."

"I must needs fill myself in ways thou art comfortable with, my dove." He licked his lips and took stock of his work upon her neck. "Though I fear my devotions towards thee may have been rather zealous this night."

"I can't say I don't enjoy your zeal. Though mayhap a healing spell is in order..." 

Urianger gave a contrite smile and traced his fingers over the marks he left, leaving small pearls of starlight at each one. He thanked Thaliak that he had honed his skills in astrology during the time they had been separated. The clarity in how to proceed during perilous times was a boon, of course, but the healing magicks of the art had proved practical. And pleasurable, as it turned out.

He leaned back, eyes drawn to the constellation he had drawn along her neck. Rowan was growing accustomed to being admired, at least by him, but still shied away when they were intimate. It only endeared her to him more.

Then the magic swelled and burst, leaving tiny galaxies of glittering dust across the sky blue expanse of her skin. Rowan gasped as the aether seeped into her bruises and sought to make her whole.

"Doth there be aught else I can do to give thee succor, my love?" he asked, tracing the now fading bruises.

She shook her head and hummed contentedly at his touch. Urianger couldn't tell how much time was lost in this hazy, contented lull, but after a while he drew her close to kiss her again.

Rowan gave a small chuckle. "If we do aught else tonight, love, then you'll have to focus on the other side of my neck."

[the-unlucky-foster]

I'm planning on making a little Revyn fic where it’s near Christmas and Eli decides to charm some mistletoe to hang above their heads, and Robyn is the first to notice. Understandably, Kevin is really nervous, so Robyn's like, “Fine! I'll do it!” and grabs the side of his head and kisses him like five times, so literally EVERYONE in the Great Hall starts cheering, Eli starts rabidly screeching, Lottie takes a picture, Ivy begins to plan their wedding, and Daniel is like, “WTF have I just witnessed?”

Any ideas on how to improve this summary? Especially from Jordan’s (Avie what pronouns do you use?) Renny?

[lavenderfables]

Snow White: The Fairest Of Them All (2001) dir. Caroline Thompson

[neeseeart]

Wow, I actually finished it. Makes you think 👺💭

Started as a late night phone doodle, turned into something else. They missed each other a lot 😌💙

[fishfingersandscarves]

lil scene from Backroads to Sonoma by burntcrimson

[multi-lefaiye]

OC Kiss Week: Sloppy Spellwork

wrote this prompt for day 7: sloppy! may not have been able to finish the other prompts like i was planning, but at least i got this one :'>

featuring my boys henry and eden <3

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“You’re doing it wrong,” Eden says abruptly from where he’s sitting across from Henry. Henry can feel Eden’s eerie amber eyes boring into him, but he doesn’t look up from the spell circle he’s drawn in chalk on the ground, nor does he set down the stick of white chalk he’s holding.

“What is it this time?” he asks drily, tapping the fingers of his free hand against the hardwood floor. After a moment, he glances up, shooting a teasing smirk Eden’s way. “Am I missing a sigil? Did I draw the circle a little too wide? Oh, did-”

“Can you take this seriously?” Eden snaps, clearly not amused. “The fuck is wrong with you?”

“A lot.” Henry shrugs, his smirk still firmly in place. When Eden’s answering scowl doesn’t budge, he sighs as his smile falls. “C’mon, clearly this magic bullshit is beyond me. I’m too fucking stupid for this shit.”

Henry smiles again, though it’s a bit more bitter this time as he adds, “Maybe you should just give up and we’ll leave the spell-casting to you.” Though he keeps his tone lighthearted, he’s sure his frustration is bleeding through.

Eden rolls his eyes and leans forward, snatching up Henry’s hand and redirecting it. His hands are small and warm in a way that feels pleasant against Henry’s cold, calloused skin. With surprising gentleness, he moves Henry’s long, knobby fingers into a different position, adjusting his grip on the chalk.

“You’ll get it,” he says firmly, his eyes locked on Henry’s half-finished circle. “You’re not stupid--you’re just being sloppy.” It’s probably the closest thing Eden’s given him to a compliment since they’ve met. Despite himself, Henry cracks a smile.

“Awww, you’re getting soft on me,” he says teasingly. “What happened to the Eden who calls me a dumb fuck every time I do something stupid?”

“He’s still there,” Eden replies easily, “but you’re not doing something stupid right now, so he’s taking a backseat.” He looks up, locking eyes with Henry, and though his expression is hard, there’s something almost soft in his eyes. “You just need to practice.”

Henry’s mouth feels dry as he watches Eden’s face, taking in the other man’s sharp features. Up close, Eden’s eyes look like molten gold, bright and shining as they stare at him. For a moment, they almost look like they’re shimmering in the afternoon light filtering through the window. All Henry can think is, God, he’s beautiful.

The moment passes quickly, though, and Eden looks away, back down at their joined hands. “You did miss a sigil,” he explains, his voice oddly strained and expression unreadable. “Just- here, let me.” Still being surprisingly gentle, he presses Henry’s hand down, guiding him through drawing a sigil in the corner of his spell circle.

All too soon, Eden lets go of Henry’s hand and sits back, tucking a lock of curly blond hair behind one ear. A little grin spreads across his face as he clasps his hands in front of him.

“Okay,” he says. “Remember what I told you?” When Henry doesn’t answer right away, Eden lets out a soft exhale. “Close your eyes and hold out your hands.”

Henry nods, his mouth still feeling oddly dry as he forces himself to stop staring at Eden, instead looking down at the circle of runes and sigils before him. He sets aside the chalk and takes a deep breath, closing his eyes. His heart is beating a frantic, stuttering drumbeat in his chest, and he can feel his hands trembling as he holds them over the circle.

“Relax,” Eden says. His tone is far from soothing, still an abrupt barking order, but it does the trick, and Henry nods stiffly as he tries to relax his shoulders.

“So I just… imagine what I want to happen, right?” Henry says. “Like, form the spell in my mind, you said?” He hates how hesitant he sounds. It isn’t like him to be so nervous, but he so desperately wants to do it right this time.

“Something like that,” Eden says, and Henry can hear the smile evident in his voice. “This is a set spell, so it can’t do whatever you want it to, but your thoughts and intentions will guide what it creates.” Henry hears him shift, the sound of painted black nails tapping against the floor. “Focus your thoughts on one specific thing, and then place your hands down on the circle.”

Henry does just that. His mind is racing with thoughts of brown, sun-kissed skin, of curly blond hair tumbling over bony shoulders, of a teasing smirk revealing jagged little teeth, of pools of melted gold that glimmer in fiery sunlight.

He puts his hands down on the circle, and he feels a sensation like he’s never felt before. A burst of white-hot warmth snakes down his arms and through his hands, startling him into opening his eyes just in time to see a flare of gold light erupting from the circle. It twists and turns in the air before him, letting off white sparks before it disappears in a flash.

For a long moment, neither man speaks. Henry looks at Eden to see that he’s staring at him, mouth agape and eyes wide.

Then, Henry smiles sheepishly. “How was that?” he says.

Instead of responding verbally, Eden lunges forward and wraps his arms around Henry’s shoulders, tugging him down and slamming their lips together. The kiss is at an awkward angle, and it ends far too quickly for Henry’s liking, as Eden pulls back only a moment later to shoot Henry a wide, toothy grin.

“That was incredible,” Eden breathes. He looks genuinely impressed, more so than Henry has ever seen him. After a moment, though, he seems to remember himself, and he pulls away from Henry entirely to sit back. It’s hard to tell against his skin tone, but he seems to be blushing as he forces his smile down.

“For your first spell, at least,” he says in a clipped tone. “You still need practice--lots of practice. But that was a good start.”

Henry’s mouth is tingling. He wants to kiss Eden again, but he restrains himself. Instead, he grins, wide and goofy.

“Well,” he says, “what are we waiting for, then? Let’s get practicing!” If it means Eden kisses him again, he’s more than happy to draw as many chalk circles as the other man wants.

[aro-culture-is]

Aro culture is wow writing character kissing are hard actually how do people do it

i still don't understand how mouths and mouth juice are fun or exciting

[platonic-pals-punchout]

just letting you know that dave and john kissing never happens in homestuck? read the note under that post and was so confused. maybe they got confused, since dave's brother dirk and johns father? grandfather? jake (don't even think about the family shit) are romantically involved and kissed on screen, and they kind of look like dave and john

That might be what it was then...?

Is that what this panel is? Bc this is the one I was sent.

[lemon-grey]

trans ferdibert for FE Trans Week! A little day 2 “love” and a little day 3 “yearning” 🧡🖤