#kissing mention

[genderfluidsgetguns]

"Are you trying to seduce my son into having a relationship with you!?" thanks for noticing was it the fact your son frenched me for a minute straight in front of you?

#the dogs bf #my bf <3 #mlm #msm #mxm #mkm #mlnb #mxnb #msnb #mknb #my seductive whims are too much for the weak to handle #suggestive #i guess #from a certain point of view #french kissing #kissing mention #ik some people don't like that #so i'll tag it #I LOVE MY BF AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[aro-culture-is]

aro culture is accidentally prolonging a kiss scene at the end of a game because you didn't know you had to keep pressing E, you were too busy looking away and covering your eyes.

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#Anonymous #aro culture is #aro #aromantic #actually aro #actually aromantic #ask #mod axel #rip sorry that happened #kissing mention

[autistic-flirting]

you like touch and I don't but I want to be touched by you. just very slowly. like, start by not avoiding brushing up against you. then maybe just loosely holding your hand then holding tightly to your hand and never wanting to let go. then maybe you comfort me with a hug when I'm breaking down forgetting that I don't like hugs but I melt into your arms and just stay there in your arms being comforted and loved. then maybe asking for a hug. then maybe like a month later a kiss on the cheek. then much later if I'm feeling super daring and romantic my a short kiss on the lips. then eventually cudle and play with your hair as we watch a Christmas movie or just listen to music together

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#kissing mention #pancakesnek

[a-walking-fandom-reference]

my mom thought buck was gonna kiss tommy

#rey watches 911 #911 liveblog #911 spoilers #kissing mention

[eeveearoace-creative]

4:30am sashannarcy angst, why not XD

cws: brainwashing, possession, kissing, violence, puking

Marcy released a sleepy murmur as she finally opened her eyes. 

“Hey, love, sleep well?” Anne whispered quietly, brushing a lock of hair behind Marcy’s ear. 

“Mm, yeah,” Marcy hummed, snuggling closer to Anne. “But you’re so warm – I don’t wanna get up.” 

“Then don’t,” Sasha laughed softly, burying her nose in Marcy’s hair. “Just stay here.” 

“I have to get up eventually,” Marcy pointed out, despite not making any attempt to move. “I can’t just lay around here all day.” 

“Why not?” Anne’s lips brushed against Marcy’s cheek. “Just stay with us.” 

Heaviness weighed on Marcy’s eyelids, forcing her eyes to flutter shut. Sleepiness threatened to take hold of her as she yawned, and a wave of security and comfort washed over her. Fingers slowly combed through her hair, peacefully lulling Marcy back to tantalizing sleep. 

Unconsciousness had all but claimed her when Marcy forced her eyes to open again, tiredly pushing herself into a sitting position. Sasha and Anne frowned, confusion crossing their faces. 

“Where are you going, Mar-Mar?” Sasha asked, reaching for Marcy’s wrist. “Come back here.” 

Marcy paused. 

“Just stay here,” Anne breathed, pressing against Marcy’s shoulder. “Forever and ever.” 

Forever and ever. 

Wait, why did that sound- 

Sasha ripped her hands free, her eyes burning with disgust and fury. Anne backed away, pain and sorrow sparkling in her eyes. 

Marcy stumbled. 

She couldn’t fix this, but maybe she could at least keep everybody safe. 

Her hope died the moment a burning sensation ripped through her chest. 

With the last of her strength, she forced out an apology that could never be enough. 

Marcy couldn’t breathe. 

“Dear, are you okay?” Sasha worried, tugging Marcy towards her. “Talk to me.” 

The chair. The helmet. Screaming. 

“Darling, say something,” Anne begged, kissing Marcy’s forehead. 

“You’re not – you’re not real,” Marcy managed, backing away from her friends – well, not her friends, both because they surely hated her now, and because that wasn’t really them. 

“Marshmallow?” Fake-Anne’s lips pressed against Marcy’s. Marcy hated the part of her racing mind that desperately wanted to indulge in the fantasy. “What do you mean?” 

“You – you’re-” 

“You’re not feeling well, are you?” Fake-Sasha sighed, holding Marcy’s hands – she couldn’t yank them free. “That’s okay. We’ll just keep rewriting this moment until you’re happy.” 

“What do you mean-” 

Marcy broke off as unbearable agony surged through her body, orange electricity burning her skin. 

Marcy dropped to the floor, panting and struggling for breath as her lungs tried to catch up with her. Looking up, two creatures with dull, gray eyes smiled down at her. 

“I love you, dear,” Fake-Sasha sang, leaning down to kiss Marcy. 

“Sweet dreams, my love,” Fake-Anne whispered, copying Fake-Sasha. 

Marcy had no fight left in her as everything went orange. 

Anne panted as she dropped to her knees, her chest heaving as she fought for oxygen. 

Her heart hammering in her chest, Anne forced her gaze upwards, watching Sasha fight against a twisted version of their best friend. That wasn’t Marcy she was facing, not really – even still, Anne and Sasha both knew they couldn’t hurt her. 

Unfortunately, it knew that, too. 

“It seems we are at an impasse,” The Core huffed, smiling at Sasha. “So, I have a proposition for you.” 

“No deal,” Sasha hissed, her nose wrinkling. 

“Won’t you at least let me at least explain it?” The Core pouted. 

“Not really,” Sasha growled. 

“Well, maybe you’ll listen if I do this.” 

Anne could hardly breathe as the black axolotl helmet slid off Marcy’s head. Hope fluttered like a trapped bird in her chest – she was free, she was free, she- 

The world came crashing back down as Marcy blinked at them with dead, hazy eyes glazed over with a sickening orange. 

“Girls,” Marcy sang. Her voice wasn’t plagued by a sickening mechanical overlay, but her voice came out flat and lifeless, sounding distant. “I’ve missed you.” 

“Marcy?” Sasha tried, a million emotions flickering across her face as she lowered her dual swords. 

“It’s offering us peace,” Marcy continued, like she was making any kind of sense, “Love, safety, an eternity of joy and togetherness. All we have to do is accept it.” 

“What are you talking about?” Anne asked, exchanging a glance with Sasha. 

“We don’t have to fight anymore.” Marcy smiled. “We can just be happy. Doesn’t that sound perfect?” 

“That – that sounds great, but-” 

“You don’t want to be with me.” Marcy’s smile faded. “Of course, you wouldn’t – you and Anne have only ever wanted each other.” 

“Wh- no, Marcy, that isn’t it,” Sasha protested, stepping closer towards Marcy. “You both mean the world to me. But The Core – I just don’t trust it.” 

“Then you’re smarter than you look,” Marcy giggled, a mechanical echo returning to her voice. 

No. 

Anne wasn’t fast enough to stop the blazing knife from sinking into Sasha’s abdomen. 

Sasha didn’t scream, her mouth and eyes wide open with shock as she collapsed to the ground, her trembling hands reaching towards her smoldering wound. 

Everything was blue blue blue as Anne roared, not hesitating before flinging herself at her enemy. 

“Anne, stop!” a voice cried. 

Anne hesitated, blinking as she noticed Sasha in front of her, struggling to stand as she forced her way between Anne and Marcy’s body. 

“Please,” Sasha begged. 

Anne dropped back to the ground, her calamity powers vanishing. 

“Well, you had your chance,” The Core sighed. “But now-” 

“Marcy.” Anne took Marcy’s hands in her own. “Please. If you’re in there, I need you to come back to us, okay? Please, Marbles.” 

Anne didn’t realize what she was doing until it was too late. Leaning forward, her lips pressing against Marcy’s, a silent plea to the girl she loved. 

“A-Anne...?” Marcy stammered, her eyes flickering bright green for half a second. 

“Mars, we need you,” Sasha pleaded, kissing Marcy on the lips. 

Marcy’s eyes flashed green. 

“Sasha...?” 

An unearthly scream ripped itself from Marcy’s throat. 

Marcy released a sleepy murmur as she finally opened her eyes. 

“Hey, love, sleep well?” Anne whispered quietly, brushing a lock of hair behind Marcy’s ear. 

“Mm, yeah,” Marcy hummed, snuggling closer to Anne. “But you’re so warm – and, wait, I just got the weirdest sense of deja vu.” 

“Don’t worry about it,” Sasha laughed softly, burying her nose in Marcy’s hair. “Just stay here.” 

“No, something’s definitely wrong here,” Marcy protested, pressing her palm to her forehead as she pushed herself up. “Can’t you feel it?” 

“So what?” Anne’s lips brushed against Marcy’s cheek. “Just stay with us.” 

“No!” Marcy cried, jumping to her feet. “Something’s wrong here!” 

“Marcy!” a muffled voice cried. “Please. If you’re in there, I need you to come back to us, okay? Please, Marbles.” 

There was a flash of bright green before everything changed. 

Terror was etched into Anne’s features – nothing like the Anne that Marcy had seen just moments ago. Her hands were holding Marcy’s tightly, like she was afraid of what would happen if she let go. 

“A-Anne...?” 

Marcy was sent back to where everything was perfect to find Sasha and Anne hooked around her arms. 

“Where did are you go, Mar-Mar?” Sasha asked, kissing Marcy’s cheek. “Just stay here.” 

“Mars, we need you.” 

Another flash of green. 

Sasha was bleeding – frog, how had she gotten injured like that? – but she looked as fiery and determined as ever. 

“Sasha...?” 

Anne and Sasha were frowning at her as Marcy was sent back to her perfect world. 

“Please stop disappearing like that,” Anne breathed, pressing against Marcy’s shoulder. “Just stay here, forever and ever.” 

Marcy turned, staring at a massive pillar of orange electricity. 

Anne and Sasha were too slow to stop her as Marcy reached for it. 

An unearthly scream ripped itself from Marcy’s throat. 

Her eyes glowed green as they shone with unspeakable agony. 

Sasha’s chest throbbed, and she was sure she was going to lose consciousness soon, but her heart pounded with terror for her friend. 

Somehow, Sasha’s hands found Marcy and Anne’s right as Marcy’s horrible screaming died away. Exhaustion sparkled in her bright green eyes, but it was worlds better than dead orange from earlier. 

“Sash, Anne,” Marcy breathed. 

Doubling over, Marcy puked, neon orange sludge flying from her mouth. 

Then, with a groan, Marcy’s eyes rolled back in her head, and she collapsed. 

Sasha and Anne screamed. 

Marcy whimpered, trying to squeeze her eyes shut tighter against the bright light. 

“-cy, Marcy!” 

“Wh...” 

“Marcy, oh thank frog you’re okay,” Anne sobbed at her side – where were they? “I-I was so worried after you-” Anne shuddered “- well. Are you okay? How do you feel? Oh, it’s just so nice to see you awake again...” 

“I’m okay,” Marcy croaked. “Where’s... where’s Sasha?” 

Something dark flickered across Anne’s eyes. 

“She – she’s okay,” Anne dismissed, her voice tight. “She got a bit hurt, but she’s fine, I promise. She’s just resting right now.” 

Marcy frowned. There was something Anne wasn’t telling her – but she was too tired to deal with that right now. 

“M’kay,” Marcy hummed. “A-and, I... I’m sorry, for everything.” 

“I know, I know,” Anne promised, rubbing slow, rhythmic circles into Marcy’s back. “I know, and you don’t have to apologize anymore, okay? Just get some rest.” 

Marcy hesitated for a moment. 

“Just stay with us.” 

Marcy studied Anne’s eyes, a question hanging on the tip of her tongue. 

Brown. Her eyes were brown. 

Marcy sighed, snuggling up next to Anne before letting herself drift back off to sleep. 

#don't ask why i'm up so late #shhhhhhh #amphibia #amphibia fic #sashannarcy fic #sashannarcy #sashannarcy angst #violence #brainwashing #possession #puking #kissing mention #fanfic #my fanfic #writing #my writing

[gillipop-plus]

hey just fyi if you filter #hermitshipping and #trafficshipping you should probably also filter "#platonics your ship art /silly!", it won't have like. kissing but it'll have cuddling and other stuff usually associated with romance so yeah

oh also "#queerplatonics your ship art /silly"

#gillipop rambles #kissing mention #shipping mention

[discocandles]

Ranking the placements of kisses bc I'm ace and therefore I must be the expert in this, there's no way I'm not:

Kisses on the cheek: it's cute but mostly used if it's children or old married couples. Other ages could probably stand to use this more I don't mind it too much. very domestic and sweet 8/10

Kisses on the back of the hand/knuckles: this is some "oh, mr. Darcy. How forward of you." bullshit. Can be made really weird really easily. probably best left for knights trying to woo a maiden 4.5/10

Kisses on the lips: Some people think this means everything thing, others argue it's nothing at all. All the questions about the meaning of the kiss makes it too complicated to worry about. Its honestly overrated at this point. 4/10

Kisses on the neck: gross. What are you, a vampire? Quit trying to find my jugular and mark my skin. Possessive and awkward 2/10

Kisses on the shoulder: depends on the context. If after kissing the neck, then it's weird too. 2/10 If during a long hug as an extra bit of affection, then it's much nicer, but please get back to the hug 5.5/10

Kisses on the leg: meh. I really have no opinions on this. I'm confused how someone would be in that situation, but allos are confusing in general. 5/10

Kisses on the feet: ........ 1/10

Kisses on the arm: a bit awkward and if it wasn't for Gomez and Morticia Addams, this would be a much worse rating. You're lucky the Addams are on your side. 9/10

Kisses on the palm: seems like it should be an intimate experience, so if it's not just between the two people then it loses points. I'll leave y'all be. 7/10

Kisses on the wrist: more vampire-esque vibes. Please stop trying to suck my blood. 3/10

Kisses on the back: this only makes sense to me if it only happens like once a week in passing. Extra points if there was something requiring medical attention happened recently before it. 6/10

Kisses on the nose: Honestly doesn't get represented enough. It's like a more intimate nose boop. Everything about it is cute. Like the escapades of trying to hit the nose is hilariously adorable. And it's still cute even if they miss the nose. so cute it's barely human. 10/10

Kisses on the forehead: I can and will go feral about these. Like if you don't think these are the best kisses, you're wrong. It has so many uses, and it's not exclusive to romantic relationships. The most feel good kisses possible 100/10

#an asexual rates kisses #what could go wrong #if I'm never heard from again know it was the allos #kisses #kissing mention #kissing noises kissing noises these are the noises of kissing #if anyone asks about less sfw areas: why would you want to all are 1.5/10 #asexual #should i tag this #idk #I'll also tag allos #allosexuality #are the allos ok #the allos are at it again #they've been at this for a while tho #who knows #the only time kisses on the feet wasn't weird was in the Bible when a woman washed Jesus's feet with her tears #and that was a culture where foot washing was normal #I know it was probably the Hayes code that made Gomez only be allowed to kiss morticia's arm #but i don't care

[mouchibouchi]

friend hangout in the forest.. bring ur cello, im kissing it

#objectum #txt #kissing mention

[ace-culture-is]

ace culture is forehead kisses

#asexuality #asexual #ace culture #ace culture is #actually ace #anonymous #kissing mention

[transingthoseformers]

Fun fact, kissing has only been a thing in humans for a few hundred years. In some cultures today kissing isn't a thing. So, how does this apply to the robots? Three theories

1: They don't kiss (or rarely kiss) head bumps and affectionate greetings through other kinds of physical contact. This can lead to many fanon interpretations of what the "typical" cybertronian relationship looks like in contrast to human ones

2: They directly stole kissing from Earth culture. This can lead to several cute scenarios such as two bots kissing after watching like a disney movie just to try it

3: this is the crack option, and it is that kissing came from their culture and that ancient humans got the idea from cybertronians. I honestly don't know why my brain came up with this one, but it did.

#im going wacky #transformers #kissing mention #oh or you could say convergent evolution but... i don't like that option very much here. At some point there's too much correlation

[many-gay-magpies]

writing a kiss scene like

writing the scene in general: fuck yeah this is going good!!

writing the tense lead-up to the kiss: FUCK YEAH!!!!

writing the moment where they actually kiss (aka the sentence that says the equivalent to "yay they kissed!"): YEAHHHH!!!!!

writing The Kiss after: . wait. what

writing how their relationship changed after/the discussion that ensues/etc etc: wAIT--

#am i too ace for this? too aro for this? just plain not good at/experienced with writing it? #HNG #magpie thoughts #magpie's writing adventures #magpie's writing struggles #kissing mention

[spacedykez]

Anyways just thought u should know that the evil gay kiss scene literally just destroyed writer’s block. like. its gone now. it’ll probably be back in the morning but the need to write evil gay kissing somehow just overcame all barriers

#kissing mention #the otter splashes

[a-walking-fandom-reference]

i can’t believe they made me watch that kiss BLEGH

#i knew it was going to happen i saw gifs it was one of the few spoilers i got #BUT EWWWWWWW #i hate it #rey watches wednesday #kissing mention

[hansoeii]

1941

#inspired by that insane tension these two had in 1941 #no way they didn't kiss at least once and then promised each other to never mention it again #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #aziracrow fanart #ineffable husbands #ineffable husbands fanart #good omens fanart #good omens 2 #david tennant #michael sheen #aziraphale x crowley #my good omens art #fanart #digital art #my art