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acequeenking) wrote2019-02-10 11:06 pm
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76 Kisses Meme
I keep meaning to do this kiss meme that I gacked from
spookykingdomstarlight and I keep forgetting to post. I can't promise these will be written especially quickly because I am terrible at doing anything very fast, but I do promise I will get them done, and ideally at a slightly faster pace than a herd of turtles.
I'm open to any and every fandom I know; if I've posted it on my Ao3 or have it in my intro post or if you just know I know it, then I'm game to write it. Anon welcome, all couples welcome, I just want practice writing kisses.
1. “Good morning” kiss
I'm open to any and every fandom I know; if I've posted it on my Ao3 or have it in my intro post or if you just know I know it, then I'm game to write it. Anon welcome, all couples welcome, I just want practice writing kisses.
1. “Good morning” kiss
2. Kiss on the forehead
3. Drunk/sloppy kiss
4. Awkward kiss
5. Angry kiss
6. “I’m sorry” kiss
7. “I’ve missed you” kiss
8. Seductive kiss
9. “War’s End” kiss
10. “Goodbye” kiss
11. “I almost lost you” kiss
12. Kiss on the nose
13. Kiss on the ear
14. Kiss on the neck
15. Kiss on the back
16. New Year’s kiss
17. Needing to kiss to hide from bad guys
18. “I do” kiss
19. Shy kiss
20. Surprised kiss
21. Kiss on a dare
22. Sad kiss
23. Exhausted parents kiss
24. Kiss of life
25. Kiss inspired by a song
26. Jealous kiss
27. Giggly kiss
28. First kiss
29. Last kiss
30. Kiss under a full moon
31. Kiss at dusk
32. Kiss at dawn
33. Kiss in a dream
34. Returned from the dead kiss
35. Themed kisses
36. “We can never be together” kiss
37. It’s-the-end-of-the-world kiss
38. Awkward teenage crush kiss
39. Spin the bottle kiss
40. Hiding/hoping not to be caught kiss
41. Forbidden kiss
42. Sated kiss
43. Soft kiss
44. Tender kiss
45. Passionate kiss
46. Long kiss
47. Quick kiss
48. Morning kiss
49. Before Bed kiss
50. In Secret kiss
51. Public kiss
52. Accidentally Witnessed kiss
53. Against a wall kiss
54. Against a Locker kiss
55. True Love kiss
56. Caught off-guard kiss
57. Breaking The Kiss To Say Something, Staying So Close That You’re Murmuring Into Each Other’s Mouths
58. Moving Around While Kissing, Stumbling Over Things, Pushing Each Other Back Against The Wall/Onto The Bed
59. Kissing So Desperately That Their Whole Body Curves Into The Other Person’s
60. Throwing Their Arms Around The Other Person, Holding Them Close While They Kiss
61. Hands On The Other Person’s Back, Fingertips Pressing Under Their Top, Drawing Gentle Circles Against That Small Strip Of Bare Skin That Make Them Break The Kiss With A Gasp
62. Lazy Morning Kisses Before They’ve Even Opened Their Eyes, Still Mumbling Half-Incoherently, Not Wanting To Wake Up
63. Routine Kisses Where The Other Person Presents Their Cheek/Forehead For The Hello/Goodbye Kiss Without Even Looking Up From What They’re Doing
64. Being Unable To Open Their Eyes For A Few Moments Afterward
65. One Small Kiss, Pulling Away For An Instant, Then Devouring Each Other
66. Staring At The Other’s Lips, Trying Not To Kiss Them, Before Giving In
67. When One Stops The Kiss To Whisper “I’m Sorry, Are You Sure You-” And They Answer By Kissing Them More
68. A Hoarse Whisper “Kiss Me”
69. Following The Kiss With A Series Of Kisses Down The Neck
70. Starting With A Kiss Meant To Be Gentle, Ending Up In Passion
71. A Gentle “I Love You” Whispered After A Soft Kiss, Followed Immediately By A Stronger Kiss
72. When One Person’s Face Is Scrunched Up, And The Other One Kisses Their Lips/Nose/Forehead
73. Height Difference Kisses Where One Person Has To Bend Down And The Other Is On Their Tippy Toes
74. Kisses Where One Person Is Sitting In The Other’s Lap
75. Kisses Meant To Distract The Other Person From Whatever They Were Intently Doing
76. Top Of Head Kisses

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23, Vader/Padmé, Exhausted parents kiss
When he closes his eyes, he sees them.
Sometimes, it is the princess; all white braces and a white dress so bright it burns his fingers when he reaches longingly toward her; always, she slips away, eyes tearful and afraid. She always runs from him; he cannot shake the feeling she always will. He has no idea why she is so fond of popping up in his dreams – it is likely her resemblance to her, a thing he does not allow himself to dwell upon in the waking world. Still, her presence is exhausting, and once she vanishes and he awakens, he remains troubled.
Sometimes, it is the boy, instead, his blond boy who reminds him too much of things long ago burned away; still, the boy smiles and holds out a hand, though he senses nothing but his own doom radiating from it. So dangerous a body clad in so little a frame (hers); it’s his coloring on that face, but all her ideals that shine through him. Really, he should have known of the boy, long ago – but he didn’t. And all those unknown years are a choking weight that presses upon a back already so far bent he does not know if he can grovel lower. He is exhausted by it.
He is so tired, and it is only getting worse. Every day since Bespin, he sees one or the other, except for the days he doesn’t.
Those are the days he fears the most.
On the worst of days, it is her, the one whose name he does not dare utter in his waking hours; the Jedi’s wife, another life’s beloved. She is always sad, and he is always angry, yet still when he is at his most vulnerable point, he dreams of her, dreams of her putting her lips upon his cheek. “They will come,” she murmurs, in a voice that is hers-but-not-hers, hers with the songs of all those who have gone before added to it; Obi-Wan’s sly confidence, his mother’s gentle murmur, Qui-Gon’s serenity. He is jealous of it, craves it, and presses his lips to it hating himself all the more for the craving, for the need of her so many years beyond being occupied wholly only with her ghost.
“I’m so tired, Padmé,” he prays, and he believes: more than anything, he wants to believe this is her ghost, that this is something more than the broken dregs of his mind. She kisses his heavy head then, not minding that he is not the man who loved her, but something different, far more broken, with shoulders all too heavy.
“That’s part of being a father,” she says, her touch scalding his skin in dreams. How can it hurt, even in the one space where he should be safe from such? Her hand strokes his chin and she smiles sadly.
“I don’t understand,” he murmurs, his heart speeding up. “Padmé, I – I don’t know…” And he hates himself, hates how unsure he sounds, how unsure he is, how much he wishes he could take back twenty years, hates how much he longs for her still, hates that he has never been enough for all of his gifts.
“You will,” she says, pressing a heavy kiss to his mouth that sucks all the air from his lungs. It hurts, more than breathing, more than fire, more than her death; he shudders.
And then she is gone, and he is alone, exhausted with only figments of his imagination to press upon his shoulders, the weight growing yet larger on his back as he gets up to hunt for his way-ward child once more.
His back will stand the weight one more day, it seems.
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