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#Kissteria
sluttery-withoutshame · 4 months
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Had a little trip down memory lane to when I first saw this as a prepubescent child and Ace made me grow up way too quickly by performing this on my favourite TV music show.
The side eye.
The way he plays the solo.
His light as cracking glass vocals.
They shouldn’t have allowed children to watch this.
But I’m so glad they did.
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Also Eric looks super cool behind the kit. They threw him into the deep end when they took him to Australia right after he got the job. Total Kissteria over here in 1980.
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mariannefaithful · 2 years
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fankhx-invasion · 1 year
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The Kitstune
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The realm of kissteria had been ruled under the Elder's authoritative hand since the dawn of time. The Elder was not to be trifled with and their commands were not to be questioned. Amongst their ruling, for eons, kitsune were no longer allowed amongst the realm. They were to be captured and, in extreme cases, executed, in order to stray away from any madness they may bring. Of course, some kitsune really don't give a shit.
Eric treaded carefully through the market, ears and tails hidden, face presenting itself as a regular kissterian, all to keep his status out of sight. He didn't want anyone after him just because he wanted to ponder the merchants during one of the most exciting events in centuries! Today, a prince of kissteria was to be crowned, and Eric sure as hell wasn't going to miss out on the opportunity. Every race seemed to be enjoying themselves on such a festive time, dancing, singing, eating, laughing, chatting to one another. He grinned, passing by a stall, and when the man running it had his back turned, snatched a pear up and continued to walk, taking a bite from the sweet fruit. A perfectly refreshing snack after a long trip.
He continued to walk, hoping not too many noticed how he walked across the hot stoned pavement completely barefoot; he didn't have fancy footwear like everyone else. Then, he saw it, the grandeur castle, looming above all, practically looking as if it blended in with the rest of cosmos. Eric pushed through crowds, making his way closer, trying to find every way to get himself entry inside. He didn't want to miss the crowning, uncaring of the small complaints as he weaved between others, stopping when he finally managed to see the inside of the building. Eric looked up in awe, taking in all of the paintings on the walls, the crystal pillars, the several floors and the grand staircases leading up to each one. It was absolutely elegant, the way light seemed to exist in that castle without a source, almost as if it were the brightest star itself in the sky.
"I'd wish my coronation would be this elaborate," a voice mumbled next to him.
Eric turned, and it was as if his world had really stopped in place. A young man, about his height, adorned in gold, heavy black eye makeup highlighting his bright, emerald eyes, and painted, plush lips, stood before him. The kitsune had never, not once in his life, seen anyone as beautiful and radiant as him. He made Eric's heart skip a beat, forget all about the beautiful decor around him, took his breath away, almost made him completely lose all control, only snapping back to attention when the young man raised an eyebrow, tapping his shoulder curiously and hiding a small grin. He wanted to say something to him immediately, wanted to get to know him, but the sound of chatter dying down drew his attention to a balcony overlooking the floor. The Elder was dressed in the finest silks, face covered by a white mask, their movements calculated.
"I appreciate all of you for showing yourselves to this one of a kind event. This has not happened since my own coronation, and as you are all fairly aware, this marks the beginning of a new era. Your prince shall be the one to guide you; his people; to victory, in the pursuit of happiness. He has learned well from my teachings. He will be just, he will be fair, and one day, he may take my place upon the throne."
Cheering and applause erupted from each patron, watching as a man stepped forward out onto the balcony. His top was sheer but looking like thousands upon thousands of stars adorned the sleeves and his chest, face covered in a layer of white makeup, a black star was painted on his left eye, and his round lips were painted rose red. He was luminous. He looked down at everyone there, Eric noticed maybe a hint of worry or doubt passed through his eyes, before quiet took over once more.
"Starchild," the Elder spoke, now holding a crown adorned with crystals, "do you swear to lead your people, and one day, the entire realm, to a glorious future?"
"I swear on my immortal life."
"You'd spill your blood to keep kissteria safe?"
"I'd spill my blood and break my bones for all."
The Elder lifted the crown, all bowing down, Eric following them, placing it atop the star child's head, nestling itself in his soft, curly hair.
"Then, it is with my greatest pleasure, and with the power in me, to bestow this crown, and the title of Prince of The Stars, to you."
The cheers rang once more, the sounds of trumpets playing triumphically. The starchild scanned the crowd with a smile, stopping when he made eye contact with Eric, at first confused then seemingly shocked. The kitsune felt uneasy, he almost felt too seen, as if the star prince could see right through him. He wanted to back away but the prince's gaze kept him trapped in place, and before he knew it, attention was on him. He looked around, confused as to why everyone had their eyes fixated on him now. He turned to the man in gold next to him, noticing he too was in shock, looking over Eric's body. The kitsune was confused, until he realized in the reflection of the walls; his disguise had been removed. The truth was revealed.
Eric stumbled, backing up slowly, some guests moving out of his way out of.. was it fear? His face had strange markings in white, black, and orange, four tails pulling themselves closer to his body. The Elder said something in a booming voice, but the kitsune was already in a panic, unsure of how to make his body move now, feeling his wrist grabbed and pulled out quickly, dragging him outside as fast as they possibly could.
"Run, you fucking idiot!" A voice rose up as both ran.
Eric couldn't see the person pulling him along, their face covered in a dark cloak, but he did what they said, following behind this stranger. They pulled him through the market, between buildings, dodging kissterians left and right, most of whom gawked at Eric's appearance. The cloaked stranger then pulled him through the forest line, stepping over roots, rocks, deep between all of the trees where the light barely filtered through the canopies. Both went further and further in until they reached a small clearing, where the stranger stopped, leaning against a tree for support as they panted heavily. The fox was now curious, tilting his head when the stranger pulled their hood off, revealing a man with dark hair and a fairly attractive face.
"You could've gotten yourself killed back there.." he breathed out, shaking his head. "What is a kitsune doing in kissteria of all places, anyway??"
Eric looked around, confused by his actions.
"So you.. don't hate me?"
"Luckily for you, no."
He looked off into the forest blankly, processing this new information.
"I heard about the event. I wanted to see it. What's your name?"
"...Bruce. Bruce Kulick."
The kitsune smiled, clawed hand extending out towards him.
"I'm Eric."
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What is the fic or book created by a author/blog that made you go.....
horny, scared or a bit....unhinged?
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moonshadowslament · 8 months
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THEY’RE SO CUTE PLEASE I JUST WANNA
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I WANNA BONK THEIR HEADS TOGETHER AND SCREAM “YOU MAY NOW KISS THE BRIDE”
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I was gonna post here, but EVERYTHING is keeping me from doing it, and it's REALLY pissing me off.
So here's a story a wrote years ago and the update on Ao3. Enjoy 💚
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insanityisdivine · 2 months
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Gorgeous
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1979dynasty · 2 years
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The It girls of Kissteria
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mxliv-oftheendless · 1 year
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Starchild: Alright, two truths and a lie.
Vince: Oh, I love this game!
Starchild: I beat up three people last week.
Vince: Well that’s obviously the lie.
Starchild: I had a passionate gay love affair with a man named François.
Vince: ... Is that the lie?
Starchild: And I’m a Sagittarius.
Vince: I thought you were a Capricorn...
Starchild: Haha, you got me!
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mariannefaithful · 2 years
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‘73💋⭐️
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fankhx-invasion · 1 year
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The Undying Rebel
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Fresh snow fell, eyes fluttering open, a sharp intake of breath, and exhales creating a puff of steam above cold lips. It was his first, yet wouldn't be his last time ending up in this situation. The young man sat up, feeling a sharp pain in his upper right back, seething and wincing. Images flashed in his head; the streets, an arrow, seeing the sky blurred above him. He had been running from the palace with something in hand.. a crown! A crown adorned with quartz pieces. He was so close to running away with it, and igniting a flame into the rebellion. The Elder preached justice and freedom for all, but it was all a lie, and anyone who dared question their authority would be killed on sight. Bruce sure as hell wasn't going to give up that easily.
Bruce hadn't felt fear of dying since the years of being stabbed, shot, beheaded on multiple occasions; all failures to assassinate the Elder. There was always some sort of flaw, the Elder and his son were powerful beings, they had increased security in the castle, they were both intelligent enough. To the royalty of kissteria, Bruce was a cockroach they just couldn't seem to kill.
Maybe that's why he didn't hesitate to help a kitsune, an outlawed race in the realm, flee. He didn't care if he died again, he'd just come back over and over, and Eric would've made it out alive anyway. He invited the fox into his own house, far away from civilization, warm and safe from the rest of the wild. He let him borrow his blankets, provided him a meal, and made plans to escort him to a safer place. Bruce's cabin was fine, but sooner or later, guards would be searching every square inch of the forest for the kitsune and himself. He had connections far and wide, all leaders who would provide as much help as they possibly could to him. They got as much rest as they possibly could and moved before the sun rose.
Bruce kept an eye out around them, silently guiding Eric forward through the forest, traveling eastward. He didn't have much but a hatchet by his side, it was just in case that something or someone attacked them. The trip would take them a few days, and they had to move fast. The kitsune kept Bruce company at the very least, learning with wide, curious eyes how he found edible berries, wild vegetation, and clean water. Bruce didn't want to cook anything, create fires where smoke would be visible even miles away, and flag down their location. The sound of crickets filled their ears as they found comfort leaning against a tree together, the fox's head resting on Bruce's arm.
"Why the rebellion?"
"Hm?"
"The rebellion! Maybe I just don't quite understand it since we don't get news where I'm from about what's going on in the realm." Eric smiled up at him, genuinely interested in the kissterian.
"It's an underground operation right now, only really discussed and planned behind closed doors. Remember the crowning? The Elder made the Star Prince agree to certain vows; freedom, justice, happiness.."
"Oh yes, I remember that!"
"Kissteria isn't exactly as free, just, and happy as the Elder would like to announce it is. There's tension in the other races and their leaders, but if they did anything, they'd be overthrown, killed. Some races are banned, like yours. We are all forced to follow a set list of rules. The man I'm taking you to? His name is Peter. He's about the smartest cat I know, and his people are suffering. They are offered no protection, supplies have been cut, but he's managed to find ways to remedy most of it. He has quite the grudge against the Elder. He wants bloodshed."
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raedroid2004 · 1 day
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Kiss Writing Prompt #1
“It would’ve been better if you’d just let me go and we left it at that… but you had to go and say you loved me, and that was a little too easy for you.”
After the end of the War of Kissteria in 2000, Kiss thought all of their troubles were solved until Paul and Peter finally talked to each other. They had disagreements on the battlefield and in the band and now it was becoming too much for them both to handle. And some news had caused them to lose their minds
TW: violence, swearing, angst and mentions of war
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The War on Kissteria had just ended. Even though it was over, the devastation was still there, with buildings and towns in ruins after The Dark Clipse and Kissterian Armies fought against each other viciously. The Elder looked over her dimension in great terror. She could not have predicted such a catastrophe as The Crimson Witch left her mark on her home. The pain was too much for her and knew she had to prepare for the next attack just in case. However it was all becoming too much for her to bear.
Not only was she in great turmoil but so was her loyal comrades, Kiss. They had returned to Earth in hopes of recovering from their latest battle but deep down, they felt defeated and lost. Paul looked at all of his band mates and could tell that they were feeling all kinds of emotions and pain. Gene was hiding all of his emotions again which was typical of him. Ace was drinking all of his problems away, another typical behaviour of him and Peter was sitting in anger. He was the most angry one of them all and Paul didn’t wanted to make him any more angry. But he was the only one he could talk to at the moment. With Gene avoiding everyone, Paul had to talk to him.
He looked at Peter’s door in worry. Paul never gets worried about confrontation but for some reason, meeting Peter was making him nervous. The last time they chatted properly was ages ago. Peter was pissed at him over the tour arrangements. Paul stood his ground on the matter and Peter never bothered him again. But after the war, Paul’s feelings on him started to change again. He had to talk to him and was ready for Peter to get pissed at him. He slowly knocked on his hotel door and saw Peter’s tired expression on the other side
“What do you want?” Peter asked annoyed. Paul sighed and looked down
“Can I come in? There’s something I want to ask you.” He asked. Peter stumbled to the side and let Paul walk in and sat down on Peter’s bed
“Whatever this is, make it quick.” Peter said coldly
“That’s what I hope as well.” Paul agreed. “Look. I know it’s been a few weeks since the war but there’s been something that’s been bugging me lately. You were completely ignorant over what was going on.”
“What do you mean?” Peter asked, pulling up a chair and sitting down in front of him.
“The Elder trusted us to protect the citizens in the smaller towns on the outlands. And you did something that was completely unacceptable. What were you thinking, letting Dark Clipse soldiers invade the towns in order to arrest them”
“Come on we had to do what we had to. At least I took down a bunch of soldiers that were trying to kill us. What were you doing?”
“Evacuating people like what we were ordered to do. But you completely ignored them and let those soldiers go in! Many people were killed from that stunt you pulled!” Peter was slowly getting angry from his words
“You didn’t even considered the good I did. Those soldiers would’ve killed more people if I haven’t done anything. And people were gonna die in this war anyways. That’s war that’s how it works.”
“How can you say that?! They were innocent people just trying to live their lives and because of your stupid actions, you got them killed!” Paul was getting irritated and Peter looked at him with rising anger
“Don’t pretend you care about a bunch of random strangers in Kissteria. You don’t care about your own band mates. A true Guardian does anything to help the world. As for you, once you lost your sword trainer, you just gave up. You don’t care.” Peter was getting delirious after the war and Paul could tell
“I wasn’t trying to seem like that. But you know how much he meant to me.” Paul replied
“Yeah to you. Everyone else around you is nothing. You’re becoming a greedy, insecure, weak man after that war. You didn’t cared about any of us when we got hurt or anything.” Peter slowly got out of his chair
“Peter? Where is this coming from? I know I’ve made mistakes but I’m talking about the war, not what’s happening in the band ok? We can discuss that with the rest.” Paul watched Peter grip the chair and he prepared himself. He knew that Peter is able to attack with no resistance.
“Once again, you are forgetting about all the shit you’ve done. I don’t care about that stupid war. I’m talking about you, the so called leader of Kiss. I love you man but sometimes the way you act just makes me sick. You only care about us when it benefits you.” Peter argued. Paul felt like he was suffocating and felt his body slowly shaking, panic rising in his body.
“I came here to talk about how you acted at the war. I care about you, I care about everyone ok? I just don’t know how to show it. If you can just listen to me-“ He was interrupted by Peter summoning his powers and blasting Paul with magic, sending Paul flying at the wall.
“SHUT UP ABOUT THE STUPID WAR! ITS OVER!” Peter roared, summoning claws and going to attack him. As he lunged at him, Paul used one of his star shields to subdue him. He looked at Peter, his eyes full of rage and tears. Paul knew he was troubled and wanted to reach out to him
“Please stop this. I get that you’re not feeling well.” Paul spoke calmly
“So what are you gonna do to me? You gonna throw me out again?! That’s what you did with me the last time!” Peter shouted. “All of this because I didn’t acted the way you wanted me to!”
“You let so many innocent people die! I know you had good intentions but-“ He was interrupted again as Peter freed himself and grabbed the chair
“But what?! I’m allowed to do what I want ok?! I don’t need your judgement! If you truly cared about me, you wouldn’t judge me right! The war is over! Deal with it!” Peter shouted. Paul sighed and slowly felt tears building up but held himself together. The war had roughed them up in so many ways and they knew that they had broken the last bits of trust that they had for each other. Paul felt incredibly disappointed in his actions and this situation and looked at Peter fuming.
“I’ll leave you alone Peter. I’m sorry I made you feel like crap. I do care about you Peter. Truly I do.” Paul muttered as he walked to the door. “But you really did fucked me up today and during the war. It would’ve been better if you’d just let me go and we left it at that… but you had to go and say you loved me, and that was a little too easy for you.”
Peter watched Paul leave the room. Paul closed the door and slid down to the floor. Tears exploded from his eyes as all emotions hit him like a sledgehammer. The farewell tour was about to end, the war broke him, his marriage was failing and now the band is falling apart again.
This time, he knew it was his fault
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Tagging: @spacedoutman @elrohare @namelessbutters-doodles
For @spacedoutman Kiss Writing Challenges!
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rock-and-roll-hell · 2 years
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This is random but...
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One of my favorite things about Rock And Roll Mystery is when Chikara is explaining to Velma the history (or should I say KIϟϟtory) of the Rock of Kissteria and we see the shot of the book how it's the past kiss members.
The Jendell image meaning Ace
The two tigers meaning Peter
The figs meaning Anton Fig
The fox being Eric
The ankh being Vinnie
The purple and blue crest thing having the initials "MSJ" meaning Mark St John
And the yellow and red Crest having a 'BK' meaning Bruce
They thought to include the past members as former guardians of the rock and I just find that a cute detail.
I don't know if someone has pointed this out already, but I saw some people talking about the movie and wanted to share this because it made me verbally 'awe' when I paused and looked at everything.
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💙 ~ SpaceMan & StarChild ~ 💜
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