𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕.

@tsumaa​ gets a starter. 

❄️ || Legs intertwining, heartbeat racing, his breath the only thing in the still air as the wrecked havoc of the world of Shirai Ryu goes quiet. Is this real, or just a dream? If Kuai Liang lets go of everything he had known, maybe then he will disappear, fade into that secret part of the brain where one keeps all the perfect lost things. As the defector of the Lin Kuei serving the Shirai Ryu to overturn the corrupt criminality of the clan which former Tundra used to dedicate his blood, heart, and soul to - only became the most barbaric, crude beasts upon the rival’s compound, as once mellowing hopes to solidify their allegiance had scornfully turned into the Shirai Ryu’s vicious massacre. How Kuai Liang wishes to bring light into the impenetrable darkness of the corrupted Lin Kuei that resides deep in the brine. How the lack of humanity and humility had become the feast for the ravenous flies that usurped them to commit such heinous crimes as he refused to sacrilegiously taint his hand in this. 

This stifling inferno blazing behind them had made a ghost of them; Harumi Hasashi and Kuai Liang should be considered dead, long perished beneath the demon tendrils of gnawing conflagration that would have long suffocated their lives and rendered them into nothing more than cinder and dust beneath the collapsed rubble of the village. How the silence devastates, as Kuai Liang’s long gaze, nearly a thousand yard stare honed upon this unmarked grave. This melancholic sorrow and hopelessness has worn him down, and in this wilderness of it all, he accepts that he is lost. Perhaps he was meant to be, beneath the tides of borrowed time. The verdant, fathomless forest goes on and on for no end, and with Harumi’s hand in his, Kuai Liang sprints, leading her towards the labyrinth, as he leads her to a shack where Hanzo Hasashi tipped him in advance to use as their safe house. 

 her hands cover her ears then , to somehow avoid the silence . behind them lays a dead village , if she listens she'll hear a moan , a weak plea for gods to stay alive , and she doesn't listen . her leg is covered with the cloth , she doesn't mention it to kuai liang and doesn't want to take care of it yet . this was the safest place hanzo had built for them , in case of emergency and danger to seek refuge and be safe . the shack is cold and damp . no lights , no sounds , sometimes her breath hitches when something moves , but other than that nothing is moving here . liang's voice is too loud despite its tenderness , it makes her shoulders jump .  ❛ yes . . . he knows . ❜   she responds in a delicate , small voice , keeping her head down low . away from the blue of his armor , away from the frost on his flesh . but his next words make her look up , sharp eyes widening slightly and closing with a tear rolling down her cheek . a new tear , to mix with the drying ones .

 under normal conditions , being hushed would be quite effective to irritate her but now it’s an odd shiver that runs up her spine . smooth black locks of hair trap between his chin and her neck , the fall away to allow the heat of his mouth to burn her . they’d end in flames if there is an ending for them , loud and bright despite her extra attention to stay quiet in this very moment with his palm cupping her breast . her sigh trembles in delicate throat , impossible to say no to such a face and she finds herself mindlessly and rather quickly nodding her head at his request . anything to get him keep going .

 their joined lips remain close even when their kiss ends . the red silk of her kimono gathering in a gentle , liquid like shape that hung from her elbows . a loose , thin ribbon keeping the front of it half closed . as he busies himself with bareness of her shoulder she takes her time to peck his temple , his cheek , close to his ear . ❛ what got you so excited all of a sudden , hmm ? ❜

 eventually she turns around in his arms , a swift and dance-like movement of her lean body as it sinks back into his warmth . her smile returned , she lets her loving gaze roam his features before her arms lower to get rid of the kimono completely . unmarked and smooth , save for the fading mark he’s left on her thigh . just being playful , not like anyone could see it . again she turns around , shoulders pressing snug against the firmness of his chest as she guides his hands to where she wants them . which are simple ; one on her heart and other trying to slide it between her pale thighs .

 ❛ i’ll try my best . if my husband is kind enough to do anything at all in the first place . ❜

         :･ﾟ 🔥┇His love for her is a torrent — never ending and blinding. It pulses in his heart, in his head, and well — below the belt. Hanzo would go to the ends of the Earth for Harumi — would swim endless seas and run through charring deserts — if only for a glance, a touch, her voice. She could ask for the moon and he would find a way to unhook its light from the night sky and offer it to her as a luminescent jewel. Those moments are not too far in between, but they are potent and true when they happen.

           What has gotten him this excited? He offers a low chuckle, a rumble in his throat, before he adds: ❝mm — the sake was particularly good — ❞, he quips, although it is a half truth, for the sake especially drowned out Harumi’s father’s derogative comments; he does not need alcohol to get him in the mood: ❝— but your presence always incites excitement. Waiting for the right moment proves difficult, however. I believe this is one of those moments.❞

            Bare now before him, his breath catches in his throat. After all these years and he is still stunned by her beauty — his smile nearly adolescent as she twists and dances between his arms — guide his hands where she wants his touch. Warm fingers seek her lips — find her already wet and wanting, slick against his fingertips. His lips spread into a slow smile, sliding across that bundle of nerves — while he kneads her breast with renewed gusto. ❝You challenge me?❞ The humor in his tone is unmistakable, pleased by her reaction as his hand moves back and fro upon her center.

           Lasts a moment before he becomes too impatient — he takes the lead, gripping onto her hips and swirling her around to face him before he guides her down onto the futon — his lips find the soft junction between her shoulder and neck, her collarbone, her nipple, and traces kisses all the way down to her navel — Hanzo nibbles at the smooth skin of her belly, at her hipbones — nuzzles onto her, her sweet musky scent invading his nostrils — gazes upward, wetting his lips with his tongue: ❝are you certain you can keep quiet?❞

 it starts out slow , and the woman is quiet for the most part . harumi used to think their love is too bright to be quiet , one made for titans and divine beings nothing akin to them . but soon she's decided not to be too dramatic about it when a maid had caught them behind a tree , as awkward as it was , and made hanzo shift from a confident lover to a blushing mess of a boy , harumi had learned an important lesson from it ; to be quiet . simple .

feel  free  to  change  any  pronouns  or  subjects  (or  reverse).      tw  for  blood,  death  and  physical  violence  mention.

‘  is  it  complete?  ’

‘  who  are  you?  ’

‘  who  is  this?  ’

‘  why  are  you  bleeding?  ’

‘  what  would  i  do  without  you?  ’

‘  do  you  feel  alright?  ’

‘  what’s  your  name?  ’

‘  why  do  you  hate  me?  ’

‘  do  you  want  something  to  eat?  ’

‘  aren’t  you  supposed  to  be  someone  important?  ’

‘  did  you  read  it  yet?  ’

‘  can  you  help  me?  ’

‘  why  do  you  act  so  weirdly?  ’

‘  what  do  i  do  with  someone  like  you?  ’

‘  you  awake?  ’

‘  can’t  you  tell  left  from  right?  ’

‘  how  dare  you?  ’

‘  can  i  have  a  word?  ’

‘  why  didn’t  you  fight  back?  ’

‘  can  you  stop  interupting  me?  ’

‘  why  are  you  here?  ’

‘  what  happened?  ’

‘  haven’t  you  said  enough?  ’

‘  why  are  you  still  ___?  ’

‘  why  don’t  you  shut  up  and  be  quiet?  ’

‘  what  did  you  dream  of?  ’

‘  why  are  you  yelling?  ’

‘  how  could  you  say  that?  ’

‘  is  that  mine?  ’

‘  why  did  you  turn  out  this  way?  ’

‘  are  you  talking  to  me?  ’

‘  why  won’t  he  date  me?  ’

‘  why  did  you  hit  him?  ’

‘  why  are  you  crying  yourself  to  sleep?  ’ 

‘  are  you  serious?  ’

‘  who  did  this?  ’

‘  will  i  regret  this?  ’

‘  do  you  promise?  ’

‘  is  that  mine?  ’

‘  am  i  dead?  ’

‘  can  you  stop  moving?  ’

‘  is  he  looking  at  me?  ’

‘  does  it  hurt?  ’

‘  how  did  that  happen?  ’

‘  what’s  the  weather  for  tomorrow?  ’

‘  are  you  in  love  with  me  yet?  ’

‘  is  it  that  important?  ’

‘  want  some?  ’

‘  was  that  an  accident?  ’

‘  what’s  the  deal  with  you?  ’

‘  who  do  you  think  you  are?  ’

‘  can  i  ask  you  something?  ’

‘  why  don’t  you  leave  then?  ’

‘  how  could  you?  ’

‘  is  this  all  you  can  do?  ’

‘  why  is  this  here?  ’

‘  how  did  you  get  in  here?  ’

‘  is  it  freezing  to  you?  ’

‘  what  are  you  making  tdday?  ’

‘  are  you  lost?  ’

‘  has  it  been  that  long?  ’

don’t go. 

please, don’t go. 

it hurts. 

this hurts. 

we can’t be friends. 

you shouldn’t be here. 

stay here with me. 

it doesn’t feel like you care. 

i can’t feel your heart. 

i’m so alone. 

i need you here, with me. 

there’s nothing left. 

we’re up in flames, the both of us. 

it all comes crashing down. 

i don’t know what to do. 

you won’t go with me? 

why don’t you stay here? 

i’m going alone.

my heart’s broken. 

they broke your heart. 

where did this come from? 

how did you get this scar? 

who is {name}? 

what are you saying? 

i shouldn’t have come here. 

it’s like we’ve become strangers. 

who hurt you? 

who did this to you? 

please, don’t ignore me.

please, say something. 

is there something i should know?

i’m not leaving you here. 

you can’t do this to me. 

after all that we’ve been through… 

two characters haven't seen each other for a while, one keeps rambling about something insignificant and the other one kisses them because ''shut up you're rambling just kiss me''

lover has fallen asleep and the character places a lil cute kiss on their forehead

hand kisses!!!! let me invite you for a dance!!!!! let's end it with a kiss on the cheek!!!!

two characters look at each other. silence. then. BOOM BANG LIPS CRASHING CAN'T RESIST YOU ANYMORE BAM BOOM THERE'S A WALL LET'S PIN YOU AGAINST IT

we're dancing and somehow my lips end up on yours

you kissed me and i thought we hated each other but you're pulling me closer and suddenly the world is spinning and i don't want you to stop

gentle kisses on a lover's knuckles after tending to their wounds

i'm supposed to be mad at you but you're holding my face and smiling and i just can't resist it when you're pouting like that

i know we're not together but i might die today so i'm going to kiss you just in case there is no later

you kissed me and i wasn't prepared but it feels really good so i'm going to wrap my hands around you and pull you even closer

the antagonist took you hostage, and i'm a mess, i've been beaten, badly injured trying to get them to release you, i can barely stand and i'm bleeding, but it doesn't matter, you're safe, and you're back in my arms, and i don't care about anything but getting to feel your lips on mine once more

we have a shit ton of stuff to do today but you're bored and want kisses and my attempt at resisting fails and we end up making out on the floor

you insist it's time to get out of bed but i'm going to pull you back with a kiss and somehow five more minutes turns into an hour

i have to leave, you can't come with me, and this goodbye kiss, it's going to last longer than any of our other kisses because i can't bear the thought of not having you near

i'm fighting every urge not to kiss you but i can't do it any longer

we're with family and can't kiss but let's sneak into your old room for a minute

you're late for your flight but can't resist jumping out of the car give me one last kiss before leaving

wrapping arms around your lover, kissing their cheek, before resting your head on their forehead

it's our anniversary and i don't want you to see what i've planned so i'm going to lead you into the kitchen blindfolded but i'm going to place a kiss on your head because you're confused about what's happening and it's adorable

so you've got one character, with their back pressed against the door, fighting the urge to kiss the character on the other side of the door, but the tension is unbearable, the character mutters ''fuck it'' and flings the door open, runs back in to kiss the other character

we're at the grocery store and someone keeps staring and whispering to their friends about me, and i can tell it's making you upset, which is cute, so i'm going to reassure you that i love you, by smiling, and kissing your head

forehead kisses x

you're upset one night, and i need you to know that i'm here for you, and i'm kissing your forehead to show i'm here for you

we haven't seen each other in two months and i'm at the airport to pick you up, then i see you, and i sprint over to you, and jump into your arms, with such force i almost knock you off your feet

it's your birthday and i've got loads of surprises planned but first i'm going to wake you up with soft kisses all over

i don't think i'm good enough for you, put you grab my face, look deep into my eyes, and suddenly i can't help but to kiss you

you're sick, and we can't kiss, and it's ,fkn, torture

i know we're at your parents house, but your mother isn't looking so i'm going to sneak a quick kiss on your cheek and pretend nothing happened when she looks back at us

good night kisses <3

i had a really good time on our date tonight, and you're asking for a good night kiss, and it was only meant to be on the cheek, but then i pull back, our eyes meet, and there's a gravitational pull pulling us closer and closer...

you think mistletoe kisses are lame but i bring you under one and suddenly you're all for it?

i've never been kissed before so you volunteer but i decline, we're best friends and it would be weird, but a couple hours later i lay awake in my bed and i can't stop thinking about what it would be like to kiss you and suddenly i regret what i said

          :･ﾟ 🔥┇Harumi would be correct: Hanzo does not enjoy visiting her parents’ home. Her father, though he had eventually approved the marriage, had been resilient to the last, now making it seem as though he’s made a tremendous mistake. Dinner is more of the same: Harumi’s father attempting to get under Hanzo’s skin and, surprisingly, not succeeding this night. Hanzo nods and smiles and shrugs where appropriate, only infuriating Harumi’s father further with his stoic nature. Next to him however sits a woman scorned with fire, her heat mesmerizing as she glares at her father, adding a few pointed comments. Harumi’s fire always intrigued Hanzo: even when they hold rare disagreements, he cannot help but fall at her feet amidst the flames she radiates. Even in anger, she is as beautiful as the lone flower peaking through spring’s snow.

            She apologizes once alone — again he is quiet. Instead of responding in words, he lets his body do the talking, wrapping his strong arms around her waist and pulling her close, if only to feel the scorch of her fire — if only to sooth it all at once, his hands and lips akin to a balm upon her soul.

           His name on her lips makes him shiver with pleasure as heat travels downward — and a sucked in breath through his teeth follows the press of her behind. It is true he used to fear awaking her his mother and father in law, but over the years this fear turned to exhilaration — a benign adrenaline rush. ❝Shhh…❞, he whispers against the softness of her neck, his hand sliding between the fabric of her kimono to find the warmth of her breast against his lifeline. ❝Do try to be silent — ❞, his murmur has become husky and thick — not a warning, not really, but a challenge as he nibbles his teeth against her now exposed, slender shoulder.

            Thumb and finger cup her chin, help her gaze into the dark pools of his eyes as he adds: ❝ — can you manage?❞ Testing her further, a mild upward curl of his lips before they find her rosy ones. ❝Hm?❞

 under normal conditions , being hushed would be quite effective to irritate her but now it's an odd shiver that runs up her spine . smooth black locks of hair trap between his chin and her neck , the fall away to allow the heat of his mouth to burn her . they'd end in flames if there is an ending for them , loud and bright despite her extra attention to stay quiet in this very moment with his palm cupping her breast . her sigh trembles in delicate throat , impossible to say no to such a face and she finds herself mindlessly and rather quickly nodding her head at his request . anything to get him keep going .

 their joined lips remain close even when their kiss ends . the red silk of her kimono gathering in a gentle , liquid like shape that hung from her elbows . a loose , thin ribbon keeping the front of it half closed . as he busies himself with bareness of her shoulder she takes her time to peck his temple , his cheek , close to his ear . ❛ what got you so excited all of a sudden , hmm ? ❜

 eventually she turns around in his arms , a swift and dance-like movement of her lean body as it sinks back into his warmth . her smile returned , she lets her loving gaze roam his features before her arms lower to get rid of the kimono completely . unmarked and smooth , save for the fading mark he's left on her thigh . just being playful , not like anyone could see it . again she turns around , shoulders pressing snug against the firmness of his chest as she guides his hands to where she wants them . which are simple ; one on her heart and other trying to slide it between her pale thighs .