#stolen kisses

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

Vesuvia Weekly: How they like to steal a kiss

Julian -

Likes stealing kisses from you like he's the most moral pirate that ever existed. He already "steals" quite a few from you on a daily basis, in the form of little pecks on your cheek as a greeting or just because you did something endearing, but in his mind those don't count. Rather, he likes to twirl you around on the dance floor and dip you back until you're clinging to him for support, lean down into your space with a wicked smirk, and pause just long enough to see the happiness and safety in your eyes before he claims his prize.

Asra -

Likes stealing kisses from you the way they like "holding you hostage" for a snuggle session. For someone who uses such strong language, everything about his movements and intentions are gentle and respectful. They'll sidle up close to you behind the counter during a lull in the shop's business, gently wrap their arms around your middle, and slowly giggle and tease their way into hovering inches from your face. As soon as you ask him what he's up to, he's mumbling about "stealing a precious treasure" before he slowly closes the gap.

Nadia -

Likes to steal kisses from you as though they're a luxury only she has the reach to snatch. She'll wait until there's a moment between tasks to catch you in a corridor, take your chin lightly between her thumb and forefinger, and look at you from under lidded eyes like you're a work of art. Her proud little smirk and cocked eyebrow is all the warning you'll get before she backs you into a nearby tapestry with the intensity of her kiss, only giving you room to breathe as she wipes her lipstick from your mouth with her thumb and asks after your day.

Muriel -

Likes to steal kisses from you because it only requires ten seconds of courage max, while straight up asking you for one takes closer to two minutes. His version of "stealing" kisses is much more akin to giving them to you in ways he thinks you'll mind less. He'll press his fingertips to his lips, leaving a secret kiss on them, before he reaches out to move your hair out of your eyes brush and it against your forehead. Otherwise, the closest you'll get is when he holds your hand to wake you and kisses your inner wrist in a tender moment.

Portia -

Likes stealing kisses from you the way school kids pass notes to each other on the playground. She'll come sprinting by on her short break, snatch your wrist in her hand, and lead you through a veritable maze of back hallways and hidden corridors until you're both breathless and giggling. It's only once she's got you squished into a forgotten corner behind a dusty bookshelf that she'll brace her arms on either side of you, lean in with dancing eyes, and whisper "gotcha" before she tags you and calls you "it" with an abrupt, air-stealing kiss.

Lucio -

Likes stealing kisses from you simply because he can. He does enough law-abiding to satisfy a judge (which is more than he's ever done in his life) and he thinks he deserves a way to act out. He doesn't care if you're around other people or not, if you're standing relatively still and looking attractive enough (which is always) he's forgetting whatever he was trying to do and marching over to cup your face in his flesh-and-metal hands with the biggest puppy eyes. Just nod your head and you'll get the world's most excited kiss.

[verdantstorms]

The way the term “stolen kisses” is literally made for Callowmoore

[catalisst]

[artfilmaesthetics]

100 ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰɪʟᴍꜱ

60/100 — stolen kisses | 1968

dir. françois truffaut ✦

[vesuviaweekly]

Vesuvia Weekly: Prompt for June 26th - July 10th

You voted, so here it is!

Stolen Kisses

With that, the "Why are we hiding?" prompt is officially closed!

The tags are the usual #vesuvia weekly and for this specific prompt, #stolen kisses. The masterlist for all works submitted for this prompt will be under the poll for next week :D

MASTERLIST

Stolen Kisses by @mermaidchan05

[the-badger-mole]

Zutara prompt: zuko tries to position himself with his scar angled away from others so they can’t see it and katara notices.

It took a few weeks for Katara to notice, but when she did, she couldn't stop noticing. No matter which side Zuko was approached from, he would subtly maneuver himself so that his unscared side was facing whoever he was talking to. When he helped her with chore, Zuko always stood on Katara's left side, and when he spoke, he held his head angled a bit sideways and tilted down. Whenever Katara tried to move so she could see his whole face, he would move just naturally enough that Katara couldn't outright accuse him of doing it on purpose.

"Why do you keep turning away from me?" she finally asked outright one day while they were washing dishes. There was no accusation, and her voice was gentle, but Zuko still flinched as if he'd been struck.

"I...I'm not-" he started to deny, but Katara put her hand on his arm and leaned forward so she could see both of his eyes.

"You're doing it now," she pointed out. "You do it when you speak to any of us." Zuko's face flushed a bright red and his shoulders hunched up to his ears.

"Everyone's been talking about it?" he asked.

"No, no," Katara hurried to assure him. "I don't think anyone else has noticed." Zuko looked up at her in surprise.

"But you have?"

"Well..." Now Katara was blushing. "Yeah. I mean, I'm not staring or anything. I just noticed how you never seem to face me when we're talking, and I thought maybe it was because you didn't like talking to me. Then I realize you do that to all of us, and unless you hate talking to all of us...Wait, do you hate talking to all of us?"

"No!" Zuko said with a yelp. "That's not it at all. It's just...I've never really had friends before."

"And you think that looking us in the eye is going to insult us?" Katara was smiling and there was a hint of a smile on her lips, but there was also concern in her eyes to let Zuko know she wasn't trying to be mean. He just shrugged.

"I don't know," he said. "It's not that, I guess. It's just...When people look at me all they see is..." He gestured vaguely to his scar. Katara's eyes widened in understanding.

"Oh," she said. She turned her eyes back down to the wash basin and tentatively handed Zuko a bowl dry and stack. They got back into the rhythm Katara had disturbed and soon Zuko began to relax. He could see Katara in the corner of his eye throwing what she seemed to think were furtive glances in his direction. She handed him the last dish and took a deep breath.

"You know none of us cares about your scar, right?" she asked. "It's just part of you." Zuko turned, angling his head down.

"That's not as comforting as you think it is," he told her. Katara reached out and took his hand tentatively.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I know it sounds lame, but I don't want you to think that any of us is judging you because of it. You're our friend, and it's just a scar." Zuko snorted at that, but he didn't pull way. "Okay, it's a big scar, and I'm sure some blockheads on the street might stare at you. But you don't have to worry about that with us."

"Thanks, Katara," Zuko sighed. Still he didn't turn to face her completely. "No one really wants to see that though. No one wants to stare at a gigantic disfiguring scar when they're talking to someone. It's...disturbing."

"I don't think it is," she told him. That caught Zuko off guard. He forgot for a moment to keep his scar turned away from her. Katara chose not to point that out. Instead she met his gaze full on. "Back home, scars are seen as badges of honor. It means you survived something, and the bigger the scar the bigger the win."

"Right," Zuko scoffed. "I'm such a survivor. I didn't even fight back when I got this scar. I just cowered and begged my father for mercy." Katara gasped and her hands flew up to her mouth. Zuko was surprised at first, but then Katara found her voice, and he realized his mistake.

"Your father did that?" she whispered. Zuko wanted nothing more just then than to find Toph and ask her to bury him alive. He started to back away, but Katara caught his hand in both of hers.

"Please, Katara," he begged. "Don't...this isn't like the scars you guys have. You got your scars fighting, and I..."

"You didn't deserve this," Katara said. "Whatever justification Ozai fed you when he did this, it's a lie. And you did get this scar surviving." Impulsively, Katara reached up to cup Zuko's scarred cheek. She ran her thumb over the line where the scarred skin met smooth. She followed the border back to his ear and rested her still damp palm against the rough topography of his mottled skin. Then she leaned up slowly, giving Zuko time to pull away. His eyes widened in shock, but he stood still for her.

"Katara, what-"

"Shh," Katara put a finger against his lips. Then she pressed a kiss on his scarred cheek. It was like a bolt of electricity shot through him. Zuko thought Katara would pull away, but instead she brought her hands to his shoulders for leverage and kissed him again, this time on his brow, then again near his jaw. Zuko swallowed hard and brought his hands up to rest on her waist. His eyes had drifted shut under Katara's ministrations, and she took the opportunity to kiss his scarred eyelid. Zuko couldn't really feel it. The nerves beneath his scar were almost completely deadened, but he could feel the pressure of her lips. It was the first time anyone besides Iroh had touched that part of his face so gently. Well, no, he reflected. That's not quite true. Katara had touched his scar before, but this...this was different. Soon Katara had kissed every part of his scar that she could easily reach, and to Zuko's dismay, she pulled back. He opened his eyes to find her gazing up at him with a soft look he couldn't quite place. One hand was still on his shoulder and the other was once again pressed to his face, with her thumb stroking his scar gently.

"I won't push you," Katara said, her voice trembling slightly. "If you're not comfortable yet, that's fine. But you don't have to hide from us, Zuko." He nodded mutely, almost too scared to breathe. Neither of them moved for a long, expectant moment. Finally Katara stepped back, her hand ghosting down Zuko's arms to clasp his hands loosely for a beat before at last breaking contact. There was a faint blush on her cheeks and she smiled shyly. Then without another word, she left the kitchen.

At breakfast the next day, Zuko sat down next to Katara. Sokka had already claimed the seat to her left, so he settled in the empty space to her right.

[itsonly4-ever]

Chapters: 20/20 Fandom: Labyrinth (1986) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jareth/Sarah Williams Characters: Jareth (Labyrinth), Sarah Williams, Original Characters, Hoggle (Labyrinth) Additional Tags: First Kiss, Developing Relationship, Fluff, Smut, fae, Kissing, Drama, Romance, Semi-Graphic Sex, Sexual Content, Sexual Tension Summary:

Starting just after the events of the Labyrinth, Jareth approaches Sarah again with a different kind of game in mind.

Originally posted on fanfiction.net in 2010.

[heart-songs]

Star-Crossed

This night has a thousand eyes and there are a thousand reasons why we might choose to disguise ourselves from the fickle forfeiture of their sights. But we are more than some invisible string of ill-fated whispers threading the dark. More than a pair of forbidden hearts rushing towards our inevitable demise. Look for me in the spaces between the stars. Let pilgrim lips meet blushing hands; purge the sweetest of your sins into the sanctuary of my skin. Call me lover, call me friend. Give me your gentle sin again.

- Cora Finch

[okavunicibalikbenmisim]

"She is an extraordinary women! A bit mysterious and very sweet."

Stolen Kisses-François Truffaut (1968)

[zeldaelmo]

Hello Zelmo! You talk a lot about Stolen Kisses (I admit I haven’t had a chance to read it yet 😳) and it seems to be one of your most popular stories. So, I chose two questions - 1. How long did it take you to write this story and Wild Card - tell us a fun fact we may not know about this piece.

Happy Wednesday!

Ah, Missy, thank you so much for sending an ask!

I wrote Stolen Kisses rather quickly, at least compared to my latest long fic. It took me around a half year with some one-shots as an interruption. I had everything apart from the epilogue prewritten when I started posting and thought I could easily get the epilogue done until I would have to publish it. But then I just didn't write it. 😅 Shout-out to @flutefemme for discussing ideas for it so that I eventually found my motivation to tackle it. 😆

Hm... A fun fact. Since I finished posting the fic nearly two years ago I sadly don't get any comments anymore on it nowadays. But if I get one, it's often someone appreciating how I handled the court poet. He didn't have a major role in the outline but then I changed some things around and gave him four chapters in his pov. And that was a good idea!

You should totally read it, Missy, it's one of my better fics 😆

[cinemajunkie70]

A very happy birthday in the afterlife to François Truffaut!!

[veryslowreader]

Waltz Into Darkness by William Irish

Stolen Kisses

[cureatikamekw]

[thebandcampdiaries]

Northern Sky to unveil new release: "Stolen Kisses."

Northern Sky is a collaborative project split between London and Detroit, focusing on creating music that blurs the lines between a wide range of influences. From the depth and atmosphere of dream-pop down to the melodic edge of neo-soul, there are no restrictions. The group's most recent release is a project titled "Stolen Kisses." This track is a perfect example of the band's attitude and charismatic approach to songwriting and performance, going for an immediate and earthy sound that favors the human connection between the musicians rather than hiding their work under an excessive layer of studio trickery. What makes "Stolen Kisses" special is that the song is based on the deeply atmospheric and cinematic sounds of shoegaze and dream-pop. Still, there are elements of contemporary neo-soul, especially when it comes to the bass tones, the synth and guitar syncopation, as well as the "pocket" that makes the groove spontaneous and warms. Elements such as staccato palm-muted guitars, finger snaps, and a great bass line bring elements of soul to the dreamy backbone of the song, making for a very insightful and dynamic tone. The song lyrics depict sweet moments of stolen kisses that fill the air with warmth, going for a nostalgic and romantic feel that matches the tone of the music.

If you are a fan of artists such as Slowdive, Dead Rituals, DIIV, New Order, and Cocteau Twins, this one is going to be right up your alley. However, this is also recommended to fans of artists like The 1975 or The Temper Trap, only to name a few.

Find out more about Northern Sky, and do not miss out on "Stolen Kisses," which is currently available throughout the web's premier digital streaming platforms.

[g1rlgrease]

[singlegoldendove]

I yearn by watching Vita and Virginia