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(even more) types of kisses
tag me if u write!! kinda love some of these actually
“i missed you” kisses: excited and frantic. being picked up and twirled around while kissing them, hands around their neck, their hands around your waist, smiling into the kiss
“i’ll see you soon!” kisses: playful bickering, hurried goodbyes ‘forgetting something?’ ‘oh right’ and a quick peck on the cheek, rolling eyes but still smiling
“i never thought id see you again” kisses: wiping the tears of your cheek with their thumb, and leaning in because of it. brushing lips and a soft feeling, familar and numb, lips fitting together like pieces of a puzzle
last kisses: whispering ‘you’re going to be okay’ while deep down they know they’re not, holding their body in your arms, their blood rubbing off on your body, weak smiles and a breathy ‘can i get a last kiss?’ ‘don’t say that, it won’t be the last one’ and kissing their forehead
high kisses: staring at their lips, maybe using a thumb to move excruciatingly slowly over their bottom lip, passionate and dizzying, forgetting that the world exists for a moment. the taste of alcohol or cigarettes. pulling away and staring and their eyes for what seems like eternity
“are we still friends?” kisses: heartbeat getting faster with every passing second, their hands on your waist, one coming up to your jaw, whispering your name softly, before just going for it. coming absolutely undone as your hand reaches to tug on their hair
(sweet) after sex kisses: soft and light, maybe a peck on the forehead or cheek, asking if you’re okay and making lazy circles on your skin, limbs entangled and giving them that smile with wide eyes
(??) after sex kisses: pulling apart, kissing them somewhere on their arm, kissing their collarbone, wrapping their body in a white sheet while you wear their shirt, moving toward the balcony and asking if you want a cigarette, sharing the smoke. confortable silence
“we really shouldn’t be doing this” kisses: fisting their shirt into your hand, pushing them against a wall, admiring the sounds they’re making, moving down to their neck while they whisper the words, tipping their chin up, ‘but do you want to?’ a breathless but definite ‘yes.’
kisses between exes: ‘this is a bad idea’ ‘truly terrible’ but neither of you stopping, breathless whispers against your neck, hands tugging on their hair, legs reaching for their waist, hands reaching under your legs to support them, gasping and panting,
“She had stars on her cheek; he thought. The perfect alignment on her skin was the first thing he noticed. Not her eyes, or her hair, not even the scars that marred her body. It was the stars of freckles. He wanted to run his finger down the expanse of her cheek, tracing the outline of the constellation. He wanted to count the freckles, kiss each one. She watched him as he smiled softly at her; his stormy eyes were calm. Her chocolate orbs took in the intimate scene; together, they were vulnerable—alone. Trusting each other with their scars and their secrets. She wanted to run her blunt nails down his pale skin, kiss his neck, and trace the ink that covered his most horrid scar. Together they took in each other, committing their bodies to their memory, trying to memorize their imperfections and perfections. To him, no imperfection mattered. No. She was perfect in his eyes. Her stars, her constellations; it made his heart jump when he recognized the shape. How did he not notice when they were in Hogwarts? Perhaps it was the way her hair was always untamed that took away the attention of her stars? Or maybe he never really stared at her with the intensity of a lover, only as a rival? No matter, he wanted to slap his younger self for never realizing she bore the constellation of their namesake. He wondered, in the back of his mind, if this was a way of the gods? To mark her skin, to tell the world that she was meant for him and only him? Or perhaps it was only a coincidence? He didn’t know or care. All he cared about was her. This witch in front of him. This goddess. He cared only for her: Hermione Granger.”
Artwork from Twitter by @wantsgmarie
Dialogue written by yours truly!
messy chaotic ‘we’re terrible for each other but can’t keep our hands off each other’ prompts
oh hello i am in fact alive
“do you ever actually think before speaking? like is your brain capable of processing a thought??” “yeah, it’s just immune to idiotic ones”
“take that back” “prove me wrong” (or; a cliché ‘make me’)
being in some sort of intense slightly pointless staring match (after an argument, preferably) and just saying “oh fuck it who cares” and pulling their neck down to kiss them
“do you the sex would be boring if we didn’t argue before it every time?” “i mean, we could always argue during”
^or, alt: doing it once when you’re not arguing instead kinda tipsy but not drunk, and it’s all giggles and laughter and sweet nothings and the next morning being like “oh fuck i actually like them”
“why does everything with you have to be so difficult!?” “it’s fun getting you all riled up”
“oh, if i had known that’s all it would take for you to shut up i would’ve done this ages ag-“ “only finish that sentence if you have a death wish”
“you’re doing it wrong” “jesus, would you just relax” “no because i’m wasting my tim- oh, oh my god-” the other character smirking, “don’t look so smug” “i think i’ve earned the right, now just trust me, okay? believe it or not, i want to make you feel good”
“so you’ll finally stop being an asshole and just sign the document?” “keep doing this and i’ll sell you my house”
getting jealous and the other character pretending that it’s unreasonable, but secretly character A is the only one they feel a spark with. the only one they feel excited to be around
“we should probably stop this” “yeah” … “we’re not going to though, right?” “oh absolutely not”
“nope no nada, no using sex to get me to do things you want, it’s not going to work anymore”
“you really are a fucking asshole aren’t you?” “yes, i believe that’s what’s on my resume”
“i hate you” “i know” “and that won’t change” “i know” “and you’re still okay with this?” no “yes”
“imagine a universe where we didn’t hate each other, that would be so-“ “boring?” “yeah! like imagine not bickering over tiny things, that’s no fun”
“she says we bicker like an old married couple”
talking with a friend; “you shouldn’t go there” “i know” “and you shouldn’t sleep with them” “i know” “it’s a bad idea” “i know” “well. will you?” “..yeah”
“i know we’re terrible for each other but every time i look at them it’s just like my brain flies out the window and my hormones take over”
“we’re broken up, it’s just two friends going out for drinks, okay?” ending up in one’s bed, but alright
“did you sleep together?” “noooo, i just-“ “tripped on a stone and accidentally dailed his number which magically led to you two meeting at a pub and you just magically teleported to your bedroom without your clothes on? yeah, thought so”
kiss prompts <3
HI. i’ll probably do another part so feel free to req diff types
first kisses: a little unsure, a little nervous. lips lingering over each other but not touching. overthinking, almost pulling away, but then looking into their eyes and just going for it. it’s soft, gentle.
“i need you now” kisses: them fisting your shirt into their palms, your hands under their shirt, cold fingertips against their skin, and panting, moving down from their lips to their neck, soft moans that turn louder, shirts being pulled off haphazardly
“come back to bed” kisses: tugging on their hand when they get up, pulling them in, them slowly waking toward you and lean in, a soft peck on their jaw while you whisper the words
“are you sure about this?” kisses: pulling away from the kiss, their hair is in a mess and cheeks are red, lips slightly parted and longing eyes, waiting for what’s going to happen next, god they look so pretty
“ just fuck me already” kisses: hands in their hair, tugging slightly, heated and breathless, grabbing their clothing to pull them closer, but it’s still not close enough, ending up on the bed, hovering on top of them and kissing their jaw, going down to their neck and their whimpers are so cute
“can we do this forever?” kisses: getting pulled by your collar/tie, slightly surprised, but smirking too, “i love you” “i know” rolling eyes, “i love you too” and putting your arms around their waist, leaning in again
“maybe, in another life” kisses: knowing that this is the last time you’re going to kiss them, and making it count. pulling them in and then away. parting, your lips lingering for more.
kiss prompts <3
HI. i’ll probably do another part so feel free to req diff types
first kisses: a little unsure, a little nervous. lips lingering over each other but not touching. overthinking, almost pulling away, but then looking into their eyes and just going for it. it’s soft, gentle.
“i need you now” kisses: them fisting your shirt into their palms, your hands under their shirt, cold fingertips against their skin, and panting, moving down from their lips to their neck, soft moans that turn louder, shirts being pulled off haphazardly
“come back to bed” kisses: tugging on their hand when they get up, pulling them in, them slowly waking toward you and lean in, a soft peck on their jaw while you whisper the words
“are you sure about this?” kisses: pulling away from the kiss, their hair is in a mess and cheeks are red, lips slightly parted and longing eyes, waiting for what’s going to happen next, god they look so pretty
“ just fuck me already” kisses: hands in their hair, tugging slightly, heated and breathless, grabbing their clothing to pull them closer, but it’s still not close enough, ending up on the bed, hovering on top of them and kissing their jaw, going down to their neck and their whimpers are so cute
“can we do this forever?” kisses: getting pulled by your collar/tie, slightly surprised, but smirking too, “i love you” “i know” rolling eyes, “i love you too” and putting your arms around their waist, leaning in again
“maybe, in another life” kisses: knowing that this is the last time you’re going to kiss them, and making it count. pulling them in and then away. parting, your lips lingering for more.