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VARYING KISSES PROMPT

ₓ ˚ .   ୭   ˚ ○ ◦ ˚     as always, some triggering content may be present! change any pronouns to better suit your muse(s) needs!     ˚ ◦ ○ ˚   ୧   . ˚ ₓ

PLACES TO KISS .. ( send "reverse" to switch the sender + receiver roles )

sender kisses receiver's knuckles.

sender kisses receiver's cheek.

sender kisses receiver's lips.

sender kisses receiver's palm.

sender kisses receiver's temple.

sender kisses receiver's inner thighs.

sender kisses receiver's hair.

sender kisses receiver's shoulder.

sender kisses receiver's neck.

sender kisses receiver's knees.

sender kisses receiver's stomach.

sender kisses receiver's top of head.

sender kisses receiver's chest.

sender kisses receiver's upper back.

sender kisses receiver's foot.

sender kisses receiver's inner wrists.

sender kisses receiver's nose.

sender kisses receiver's forehead.

sender kisses receiver's fingertips.

sender kisses receiver's shoulder blade.

sender kisses receiver's lower back.

sender kisses receiver's outer thighs.

sender kisses receiver's sternum.

sender kisses receiver's collarbone.

sender kisses receiver's earlobe.

sender kisses receiver's forearm.

sender kisses receiver's chin.

REASONS TO KISS .. ( send "reverse" to switch the sender + receiver roles )

sender kisses receiver to say goodbye.

sender kisses receiver to say hello.

sender kisses receiver to say goodnight.

sender kisses receiver to say good morning.

sender kisses receiver to distract them.

sender kisses receiver to reassure them.

sender kisses receiver to initiate something further.

sender kisses receiver to shut them up.

sender kisses receiver to comfort them.

sender kisses receiver to say i love you.

sender kisses receiver to tease them.

sender kisses receiver to fluster them.

sender kisses receiver to congratulate them.

sender kisses receiver to give into them.

sender kisses receiver to surprise them.

sender kisses receiver to pretend they're in a relationship.

sender kisses receiver to show off for someone else.

sender kisses receiver to wish them luck.

SETTINGS TO KISS .. ( send "reverse" to switch the sender + receiver roles )

sender kisses receiver at a restaurant.

sender kisses receiver in the kitchen.

sender kisses receiver in a pool.

sender kisses receiver at a cafe.

sender kisses receiver at a party.

sender kisses receiver in the bedroom.

sender kisses receiver in a movie theatre.

sender kisses receiver in a car.

sender kisses receiver at a park.

sender kisses receiver in a club.

sender kisses receiver in an alleyway.

sender kisses receiver on the bus or train.

sender kisses receiver in a closet.

sender kisses receiver in a store isle.

sender kisses receiver in a parking lot.

sender kisses receiver in the woods.

sender kisses receiver at school.

sender kisses receiver at the bar.

sender kisses receiver at the beach.

sender kisses receiver in the ocean.

sender kisses receiver in the garage.

sender kisses receiver at work.

sender kisses receiver on a boat.

sender kisses receiver in a theatre.

sender kisses receiver in a tent.

sender kisses receiver in the bathroom.

sender kisses receiver in a motel suite.

sender kisses receiver in a hotel suite.

sender kisses receiver at a cabin.

sender kisses receiver in an office.

sender kisses receiver in the backyard.

sender kisses receiver on the porch.

sender kisses receiver in a secret or hidden place.

@askganondorftobadragmire - [ x ]

It was like he was hoping for a different answer.

The wind whistled in the trees. The crickets sang a chorus, deep in the long grass, as they anticipated the afternoon's death into evening into night, the sun slow in its settling like an anxiety in the fields. Rustling of grass, of clothes, of skin. The campfire creaking as something on the stand bubbles and froths ━ the air thick with it; it and cut grass, and fresh pollen, and crisp air.

Passing through like ghosts, unheard and unnoticed, like he was hoping for a different answer.

The knight's claymore, leaned against the log they sat on, might've been the answer to that; shining in the dancing light, somehow worse than if it wasn't there ━ better danger than an anxiety, better bare-handed than asking questions. ━ but it was there, of course, and the sound of Link wringing his hands seemed to point it out like the blade reflected the sound too, in the way he wasn't wringing them at all; just bending the fingers, pushing and prodding at calloused palms like they were foreign to him, like they were the most interesting thing in the room.

they might've been, since they were one of the only things he wasn't scared of, right now ━━━ but scared wasn't the right word, he wasn't scared of Toba, but he thinks, maybe, in the way he's not recognizing it at all, that he's scared of the answer he'll get. Not like he doesn't believe Toba, not like this isn't a good thing, but...

that last word could trail forever, and might. the uncertainty in it answer in of itself, even if the reason never saw light. fading fast, in the wind, and the crickets, and the fire that kept it alive.

".. That makes sense-" Link says after longer than is considered polite, says it like he started the words and it went faster than he meant it to, not knowing the way they were going to come, what he was going to say to begin with. "I mean, I'm glad! I'm glad you trust me to ━" the words lodge, and he won't say it. He doesn't know why. He doesn't in the way he does, but it still doesn't make him talk.

he decides, thoughtlessly, to keep his hands busy. They occupy themselves with stirring the pot, glancing through ingredients, adding more of something or other, stirring again. ".. I guess I don't really get it," he admits, eyes fixed on the pot like he doesn't realize he's talking in the first place. "Why you would. It makes sense but I.. Do you..." and reality catches back up "I mean- I... Sorry, forget I said that"

━ talking about how Shiver loves like a shark.

━> Shiver’s default affection is this rough physical contact. not intent to harm but still somewhat reckless to even bruising sometimes. the constant way they challenge the recipient ( or rather their partner ) because thats just what they Do. its learned behavior. sharks fight for territory, sharks fight to feed but also to not be fed upon, sharks test what is and is not prey with their teeth. its just how they Are. Shivers not affectionate the way Octolings are communal, how they sing together: Shivers affectionate in the way sharks ram their heads into knees and ribs to see if they get pushed back or watch the bones shudder and splinter with the contact, Shiver’s affectionate in the way they’re more often than not alone but not in a bad way, in the way they just Are, as much as they live in groups, Shiver’s affectionate in the way they never really grew out of living in that group, in that swarm, and how the swarm is different from the kettles, this is less family so much as its rivalry turned less bloody than war. Shiver is always kind of a rival, or at least, they were raised to be one Which makes the quiet, thin, late night moments where they’re careful and barely touch at all all the more pronounced

━> Shivers just. a very intense person overall but they’re also very intimate and have specific times of vulnerability that it feels just. very different. very quiet. very worth listening to overall n its just fascinating to me

━> shiver can be an incredibly gentle person and esp partner they’re just so accustomed to roughness being associated with affection that its kind of. engrained into them. what do they do with their hands if not scratch until they remember that claws don’t have to dig in to trace on

━> its less vulnerability problems i think and more just. they Forget that this is not how it always is or Must be. they can Choose to act differently than their childhood and tradition raised them, and while the behavior isn’t inherently harmful, they can’t be all teeth and no gums. the meat of it isn’t always just breaking bones

━> its less that theyre not giving as much as its giving in a Different Way :theyre not actively harmful and Will 100% cut the shit the MOMENT they detect discomfort or any kind of negative response bc as much as this form of contact is just what they’re used to they’re also someone who values the people around them much more than how they’ve Always been. a big part of them is changing from their predisposed ways while not entirely losing their tradition, just moving it in a better way. if their partner doesn’t like it when they press their claws or challenge them or push in what is intended to be a push & shove, back and forth, but isn’t then they’re not going to Keep pushing, and they’ll find something different, or new entirely. innovation doesn’t mean the eradication of what came before, it just means doing something different with it, and Shiver will never allow themselves to be so caught in the what they were raised to reject the what they can learn

━> they’re vv aware that they Can be harmful if left unchecked the way a shark can get too much too fast and leave someone missing something and the water bloodier than it ever should’ve been, they’re intense but Conscious of it, conscious of boundaries, conscious of what Is and Is Not, and if what Is Not is the abrasive way they often go about things then its time to find out if what Is is something gentle. the asking of what do you Need from me. the not losing the self in fulfilling that request. the trueness to themselves while never being rigid and unbending. they will bend as you need them to, so how do you need them to bend?

━> they’re intense and stubborn but never to the point of being unreasonable. never to the point of allowing themselves to hurt people. never to the point of refusing to talk. respect is respect, and they respect themselves as much as they respect you, so tell them what you need, and they will give you this without dissecting themselves in the process. if a gentleness is what’s needed, then u will never know a kinder form of contact

━> they’re flexible without being a doormat. they’re not sb you can walk on, but they’re also not someone who wont listen. they’re the embodiment of Knowing who you are, and understanding that while things Must change you do not have to crush and dissolve yourself for other people in the process. changing for relationships is inevitable and necessary but the destruction of the self is not necessary for the repair of the social. the ‘who am i without them’ is always answered with 'i am myself’

Every monster in the underground knows the story of Asriel and Chara. 

They teach it in school, tell it as a story to learn a lesson from when telling their children, tell it like history textbooks aren’t big enough to hold it.

They never say Chara’s name in most texts, and they usually never say it any other way. It feels like a disrespect to the dead to tell the story with any other words, or with the name exposed like that, almost like mocking the grave that only one of two got wrapped in. It’s such an openly learnt part of history, like the War, that the tragedy doesn’t usually click for the children who learn it. Some don’t even think it ever really happened, that it was just a story. Flowey hates hearing it. He wishes it was told different. He wishes it wasn’t told at all. He’s torn up every textbook with it written down in the entire underground, every log of it, every detail before in resets no-one remembers, but that doesn’t stop it from being told, word for word like an anthem of the failure no one is aware of.

* You should be smiling, too. * Aren’t you happy? * Aren’t you excited? * You’re going to be free.

It’s so much more than just history.

Michael Cunningham, The Hours