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another kiss prompt
a kiss to make up for an argument
a dominating kiss to end an argument
a gentle kiss to ask forgiveness
a kiss against shoulder blades as arms wrap around from behind
a kiss against the shoulder after waking up beside each other
a kiss to distract
a kiss against tear stained cheek
a kiss on the brow
a kiss where they’re both covered in blood
a kiss after one muse has killed for the other
a kiss after one muse has injured the other
a kiss between enemies who should be fighting
a kiss between exes who meant to walk away
a playful kiss to make the other stop rambling
an adoring kiss because the other is rambling
a kiss to end sexual tension
an angry kiss
a tearful kiss
a kiss to prove a point
a hesitant kiss
a kiss from one muse who should be afraid of the other
a kiss from a muse who the other should be afraid of
kisses scattered along hardened jaw to try and sooth
a kiss as if trying to answer a question
a kiss between furrowed brows to try and comfort
a kiss from someone the other didn’t think thought of them that way
a kiss that says thank you
a kiss on the corner of the mouth, hoping for more but expecting nothing
an exploratory kiss, testing the waters between them
a kiss on the forehead of one who is starting to fall asleep
a kiss against the cheek after discovering the other is napping
a platonic kiss just meant to express overwhelming emotion
a kiss to comfort both parties
a kiss stemmed from relief
a kiss to make the other believe professed feelings
a possessive kiss to remind the other who they belong to
a possessive kiss to show the world they belong to each other
a kiss stemmed from jealousy
a kiss to make someone else jealous
a biting, passionate kiss
a kiss against the neck which feels more like a bite, teeth bruising skin
a desperate kiss as if they are convinced they’ll slip through each other’s fingers
a kiss to make each other feel alive
a kiss stolen away in a corner, ignoring crowds
a kiss after being pulled into an alley to have a moment to themselves
a kiss after grabbing the other’s arm and pulling them back close
a kiss to convince the other to stay
a kiss like they’re trying to convince the other to love them
a hopeful kiss in the rain
a desperate kiss in the rain
an angry kiss in the rain
a possessive kiss in the rain
a playful, happy kiss in the rain
a passionate kiss stemmed from previous heartbreak in the rain
a kiss in the rain to make up like it’s a damn romcom
a kiss in the rain filled with the foreboding of a goodbye
a kiss to make the other stop being stubborn
a kiss after treating a wound
a defiant kiss
a kiss between partners in crime in front of someone they hold captive
a kiss to anger a third party
an adrenaline filled kiss shared after committing a crime
a surprise kiss just because the other couldn’t stop thinking about it
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 ( 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝟏 ) 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔 .
❝ oh , one question. where am i , who are you , & what’s going on ? ❞ ❝ cool . cool . i have some questions . ❞ ❝ are you sure you want to hear ? ❞ ❝ cool , bring it in , man ! ❞ ❝ you’ll stand by my side no matter what , right ? ❞ ❝ promise me . say it : “ i promise i will never betray you for any reason ” ❞ ❝ somebody forked up . ❞ ❝ i mean , you do get how that’s worse , right ? ❞ ❝ maybe it’s not … ACTUALLY all that bad . ❞ ❝ i’m just asking you to fudge a little bit ! ❞ ❝ i have a stomachache . ❞ ❝ that’s ‘ fun ’ . ❞ ❝ okay , that’s really specific & makes me think that you definitely did do that . ❞ ❝ what a condescending bench . ❞ ❝ let’s just face it , [ name ] , you don’t belong here ! ❞ ❝ this is a putrid , disgusting bowl of ethical soup . ❞ ❝ that was my first time as a fashion “ don’t ” & i was NOT here for it . ❞ ❝ you’re the most self - obsessed person i’ve ever met . ❞ ❝ time to pick a designated driver . ❞ ❝ before you say anything … that’s it , i just don’t want you to say anything . ❞ ❝ we’re gonna bang it out . ❞ ❝ okay , i won’t let you down … starting now . ❞ ❝ remind me what i’m getting out of this again ? ❞ ❝ oh , so NOW i’m supposed to be nice & make friends ? ❞ ❝ i’m telling you , [ name’s ] out to get me . ❞ ❝ i’ve got something you could slip into . ❞ ❝ of course , the opposite might be true . ❞ ❝ huh ! what do you think that means ? ❞ ❝ throwing sand is an excellent way to put out a vodka fire . ❞ ❝ good people make me insecure . ❞ ❝ i would LOVE not to listen to you . ❞ ❝ that’s a very , very bad idea . do NOT be yourself . ❞ ❝ i said a lot of other nice things , toughen up , nerd . ❞ ❝ it’s nothing , it’s a tiny little inconvenience . ❞ ❝ dude , you’re hiding something ! what’s wrong ? ❞ ❝ what’s wrong , what’s wrong , what’s wrong , what’s wrong ? ❞ ❝ what have you done to me , you monster ? ❞ ❝ you are … unbelievable . ❞ ❝ get your story straight , bro . ❞
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❛ company .
@heartslayer sent !
it must be eden’s turn to check on her. so far, she’s seen chelsea, lucille, zelda, and camilla. it’s like clockwork every saturday. she hears a knock around eleven in the morning, and in comes a friend with brunch and weekend plans. she wonders who might be next on the list. she can hear eden clattering in her kitchen -- surely cleaning up for her. soon she’ll get better -- she has to.
arms hang loosely against her legs, her knees tucked up to her chest, her chin resting on her knee. and in her vision, is the picture they took together. ( that has to have been [ … ] the very first week he was there. ) they’re both beaming. they became friends so fast. ( she fell so fast. ) eyes glance off of the photo to watch eden walk around to the front of the couch. she mentions something about putting the photo away, and turning off the sad music -- but anya finds she can’t.
( she’d rather miss him than forget him. )
“i’ll be okay. i just need a little time -- that’s all.”
" touch one hair on her head and it'll be the last time you have hands. " - oriaes (he's saying this to another demon probably)
@oriaes sent !
she feels so small, hidden behind his frame. fingers gripping tightly to his arm, as wide eyes scan around the room. she can feel butterflies take form and start to scatter in her stomach. ( how can she be this close to being tortured and still be horny for him ? ) she lets her hand drop from his arm to his hand, where her fingers tangle with his. ( she’ll have to remember to thank him later. )

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𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 & 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 (a series of nonverbal prompts . mature themes present , ‘ my ’ muse belongs to the one who posted the meme - send “ + REVERSE ” to reverse the prompts .)
→ 𝐈 . GENERAL
❛ hush . raise a finger in a gesture to silence my muse . ❛ sit . gesture for my muse to sit down . ❛ door . hold a door open for my muse . ❛ tap . tap my muse on the shoulder to garner their attention . ❛ hunger . give my muse something to eat / drink . ❛ cook . present my muse with home - cooked food . ❛ brush . work a brush / comb through my muse’s hair . ❛ read . silently read a book alongside my muse . ❛ hand . hold out a hand for my muse to take . ❛ dressed . help my muse put on an article of clothing . ❛ note . give my muse a note saying : [ content ] . ❛ amplify . turn up the music in the car .
→ 𝐈𝐈 . ANGST
❛ patch . help my muse patch up a wound . ❛ night terrors . hold my muse after they wake up from a nightmare . ❛ company . silently sit with my muse to comfort them. ❛ hospital . my muse is told that yours is in the hospital . ❛ revelation . show my muse evidence of a lie they told . ❛ indulge . find my muse drinking to cope . ❛ downfall . find my muse collapsed on the ground . ❛ console . comfort my muse as they cry . ❛ nurse . give my muse company in the hospital .
→ 𝐈𝐈 . AFFECTIONATE
❛ wink . wink at my muse . ❛ wrap . wrap an arm around my muse’s [ shoulders / waist ] . ❛ caress . gently caress my muse’s face . ❛ tousle . mess playfully with my muse’s hair . ❛ chest . place your head on my muse’s chest . ❛ comb . comb fingers through my muse’s hair . ❛ grasp . run to my muse & jump into their arms . ❛ lean . lean on my muse’s shoulder . ❛ tender . kiss my muse on the [ forehead / cheek / nose ] . ❛ abrupt . kiss my muse out of the blue . ❛ chaste . chastely kiss my muse . ❛ good morning . kiss my muse the morning after . ❛ volumes . gaze at my muse in a way that silently says ‘i love you’ .
→ 𝐈𝐈𝐈 . VIOLENT
❛ strike . [ slap / punch ] my muse in the face . ❛ gun . wield a gun at my muse . ❛ twist . twist my muse’s arm behind their back . ❛ throttle . aggressively wrap your hands around my muse’s throat . ❛ parch . burn my muse with a hot object . ❛ take down . forcefully bring my muse to the ground . ❛ gouge . wield a sharp object at my muse . ❛ shunt . shove my muse backwards . ❛ stickup . yell at my muse to put their hands in the air. ❛ shoot . [ fatally / non-fatally ] shoot my muse . ❛ stab . stab my muse with a [ knife / other object ].
→ 𝐈𝐕 . NSFW
❛ surprise . send an unexpected nsfw image to my muse . ❛ pin . push my muse against a [ wall, table, other ] . ❛ go down . go down on my muse . ❛ choke . intimately wrap your hands around my muse’s throat . ❛ belt loops . pull my muse closer by their belt loops . ❛ skinny dipping . go skinny dipping with my muse . ❛ rip . tear a piece of clothing from my muse’s body . ❛ mark . leave a mark on my muse’s body [ specify where ] .
@oriaes gets [ … ] this !
my dear orias,
i’m not sure why i’m doing this -- you will never see this. but you won’t answer my calls, and i’m not sure what else i can do. i have all these thoughts swimming in my head. all i can think of is you. all i knew this morning when i woke, is i know something now that i didn’t before. ( brown eyes and freckles and your smile. ) your eyes look like coming home. and i wish i could run to you -- i hope you know that.
i told myself -- don’t get attached. i just miss hanging out with you. i’d like to hang out with you for my whole life. the truth is -- i’ve been loving you for quite some time [ … ] you think it’s funny when i’m mad. i wish you would have stayed.
losing you was blue like i’ve never know. miss you is dark gray -- i’m all alone. forgetting you is like trying to know someone i’ve never met. oh, but loving you -- loving you was burning red.
touching you was like realizing all i’ve ever wanted was right in front of me. memorizing you was as easy as knowing all the songs to my old favorite song. regretting you is like wishing i never found out love could be so strong. moving on from you is impossible.
it’s probably better off this way, but i confess -- in my dreams, you’re touching my face and asking me if i want to try. and every time i don’t -- i almost do.
come back [ … ] be here. i don’t want to miss you like this.
forever yours,
anastasia.
" who did this to you? " - oriaes
@oriaes sent !
she’s humming along quietly with the soft 70s music she has playing while she cooks breakfast. she still feels a bit sore -- but she doesn’t mind. she places a strawberry between her teeth and sinks into it, as she listens to the sound of him leaving her room. she feels like she can hear each step he takes -- and it causes butterflies to erupt into a swarm in her belly.
she hears a soft yawn behind her, before strong arms are wrapping around her torso. she giggles softly, as one hand moves to rest against his. she opens her mouth to speak, but stops when his fingers grip against her wrist. he pulls her arm softly, spinning her around in the process.
eyebrow furrow as he speaks his question : who did this to you ? ( she doesn’t have to wonder if her confusion is evident. ) he holds her arm up to her eyes, showcasing the soft -- already beginning to fade -- bruises dusting her skin. her eyes return to him, her head tilting to the side as she studies his face. ( he really doesn’t know ? )
“you did that to me.” she brings her free hand to his, wrapping around where his fingers enclose her wrist. “don’t worry -- they don’t hurt. i like them.” she pulls softly against his hand, waiting until they’re chest to chest, before she’s leaning on her toes and pressing a deep kiss against his lips. when she finally pulls away, she pushes herself even higher, until her lips are next to his ear, where she whispers. “i like the ones on my legs even more.”
she offers a soft pat to his shoulder, before she’s dropping back onto her heels. “ -- d’you want coffee this morning ?” she spins, her hair flowing with her, as she returns to her cooking.
𝐑𝐏 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄: ONE THROUGH FOUR. *change pronouns as needed.
ONE WORD:
‘ wait! ’
‘ stay. ’
‘ go! ’
‘ you! ’
‘ no! ’
‘ yes.’
TWO WORDS:
‘ it’s you. ’
‘ come here. ’
‘ leave, now! ’
‘ why not? ’
‘ how come? ’
‘ who knows? ’
THREE WORDS:
‘ i need you. ’
‘ i love you. ’
‘ i hate you. ’
‘ where to begin? ’
‘ don’t leave me. ’
‘ where are you? ’
FOUR WORDS:
‘ it’s not that simple. ’
‘ you can’t just leave! ’
‘ what have you done? ’
‘ where are you going? ’
‘ it’s never been enough. ’
‘ i want it all. ’
there's been this hole in my heart. - oriaes (when he comes back from Hell)
@oriaes sent !
how could she not see it before ? feet have stumbled into her room. her robe was lost somewhere between here and her front door -- so was his shirt. her fingers dance delicately over his bare chest. ( she can remember the first time she touched him with this much thought -- how she had been buried beneath blankets, wanting nothing more to have the world swallow her whole. this is so much better. ) her lungs feel like they’re on fire -- she thinks she can’t breathe, she is too filled with him. ( she doesn’t care. )
she feels her hips bump against her desk, and his hands push against the silk of her nightgown. ( oh, god. ) lips part enough for them to catch their breath. she’s staring -- dumbfounded -- at him, when his voice breaks the silence. there’s been this hole in my heart. she feels her breath catch in her throat as she looks up at him. she nods softly. “me too.” fingers brush gently against his stomach, until she’s linking her index fingers through the belt loops of his pants, and tugging him impossibly closer to her. “let me fix it.”

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i became hypnotized by freckles and bright eyes. - oriaes
@oriaes sent !
a deep blush creeps up her neck and onto her cheeks. ( thankfully her hair hides the bright tips of her ears. ) who knew demons were so [ … ] charming ? eyes move from his to the table. she has to admit, it feels a little silly to call this their first date -- but it’s technically true. bodies have already been intertwined in nearly every way possible -- but they’ve never done this. this is new. this is [ … ] nerve wracking.
she wonders if he can tell the butterflies have yet to settle in her stomach -- that her heart feels like it might give out from giving so much. opal hues finally allow themselves to find him -- and when they do, she thinks she’s forgotten how to breathe. ( oh, those eyes. ) she thinks she could look at him for the rest of her life. “y’know you don’t have to flirt with me, right ?”
" i said i'd find you, right? " - oriaes
@oriaes sent !
she has absolutely no idea where she's going -- he gave her directions, told her where to turn and which way. but somewhere between turn six and eight she'd gotten confused. now, she feels like she's running around hell blindly -- and why is that : because she is.
chest crashes against chest as she rounds the corner. she's gearing up to start fighting, despite the soreness of her body, when she feels a hand against her head and hears his voice in her ear. body instantly relaxes against him, as she wraps her arms around him. “i’m sorry -- i got confused.” she laughs lightly into his shoulder, as they slowly start to part. they both have the same idea -- checking the other first. hands find cheeks, and she lets out more soft laughter. “i’m okay.” she lets her hands fall from his face and find his, fingers squeezing tightly against his. “can we go, please ?”
i wish it wasn't 4am. - oriaes
@oriaes sent !
she’s found a comfortable place next to him, and she wonders if this will be the rest of her life. waking up earlier than any sane person should just to enjoy each other’s company before their separate days start.
her eyes are busy tracing the slope of his nose. ( this this they have is a masterpiece. but surprisingly, she’s not waiting for it to be ruined. ) his voice, though soft, punctures the silence that has fallen between them. i wish it wasn’t four am. a small smile twitches against her lips, as she lets her hand move from under her cheek and find his. ( remember when she was nervous to touch anyone. ) fingers tangle together, and she brings them to her lips, where she presses a soft kiss to each of his knuckles.
“me too.” slips past her lips. lashes flutter as she looks back up at his face. she bends her knee, letting it bump gently against his leg. “i wish we could stay here for the day.”
will you still want me when i'm nothing new? - oriaes
@oriaes sent !
she’s bent over her rose bush, trying to find ones ready for cutting -- careful not to touch those still blooming when the glass door slides open. the question raises alarm bells in her mind, and she turns quickly. she doesn’t even flinch as a thorn slices against her fingertip.
eyebrows furrow deeply as she looks at him. “of course i will.” ( she doesn’t even have to think about it. that’s how sure she is. ) eyes glance towards the pin pricked blood spot starting to form, and she quickly wipes it against her pant leg, before she’s moving closer to him. “what makes you ask that ?” ( has she done something to make him think she’s growing tired ? ) “i -- i love you, orias. you know that, right ? you're my best friend -- i don't want to be without you. ever. tell me, you believe me, please ?” ( tell me i'm doing this right. )
believe in one thing: i won't go away. - oriaes
@oriaes sent !
i’ll do anything you say -- if you say it with your hands. she can’t fight the shiver that falls over her as his fingertips trail over the spin of her back. ( he is quicksand, and she will not ask for a rope. ) the bare skin of their legs touch and she feels a new kind of shiver take over her body. no one has ever been this kind to her -- this kind to her body. there is no one else who could come close to what he has brought her.
she adjusts slightly, and lets her hand find his arm. her fingers are as soft as his -- tracing softly against him. she’s is slow, as she moves up his arm, until she lets her hand rest against his forearm. her eyes find his again, and she moves slightly again, letting her lips fit against his. she is slow, and giving.
when she finally pulls away, she lets her hand move to his cheek. her thumb brushes softly against the edge of his lips. “i believe you. i’m not going anywhere either. i promise.”

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" look at me, hey... it's okay. you're safe now. " - oriaes
@oriaes sent !
she still feels a little dizzy -- how long has she been here ? how much blood had been drained in that span ? she can barely keep her head up, she feels like she could sleep for years. ( maybe that’s what she should do -- just sleep. ) hands touch against her face, and she flinches softly, until her eyes open and find his. ( oh, sweet relief. ) “orias.” his name tumbles past her split lip, and she smiles despite the pain.
“please, tell me you’re real.” her voice is barely above a whisper, and for the first time since she had been knocked out and woken in this room, she feels tears sting against her eyes. her hands try to move towards him, and she hisses as the ropes burn against her wrists. ( she has rubbed them raw in all this time. ) her eyes close tightly. “please, please, don’t be a trick.”
[ shower ] your muse joining mine in the shower. - oriaes (he has arrived)
@oriaes sent !
anya stands under the hot stream of water, letting it pour over her face as memories of the night before play in her head. she can see the entire night. the loud knocking pulling her from her sleep, finding him standing in her doorway. ( i’m in love with you. i’m in love with you. i’m in love with you. ) she knows it’s not just the heat of the water causing her cheeks to turn a new shade of pink. she turns and lets the water pour over her hair.
eyebrows furrow as she hears the bathroom door open and close softly. she considers peaking from behind the shower curtain, but before she can reach for it, it’s being pulled back and orias is coming into her line of vision. she’s not sure why, but she feels her arm come up to cover herself. ( silly girl, he’s seen and felt everything already. )
eyes try their hardest to stay on his face as red burns against her features. he looks [ … ] giddy. happy. a smile pulls at her lips at the thought. ( he came back. )
“hi.” her voice is soft, but loud enough to hear over the sound of the shower. “i didn’t mean to wake you up.”