i said i wanted to rp smooches

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kiss kiss fall in love 💋

1. first kiss 💘 the classic. maybe you've wanted to kiss them since you first met, or maybe you're just now realizing how you feel toward them. either way, the time is finally right... 2. mistletoe 💘 it's the most wonderful time of the year, and what better way to spend it than under that one holiday plant with someone special? the mistletoe can be either normal or the wacky "you're stuck together until you kiss" variety, whichever you feel at the time. 3. new years 💘 another favorite tradition. there's something magical about ringing in the new year with a kiss, whether you're in the crowd watching the festivities, out for a late night dinner, or curled up together at home. maybe you could come up with some resolutions together, too. 4. spin the bottle 💘 a party game that everyone knows, even if they've never played it before. it was all fun and games until your turn to spin ended with it pointing at them. if you guys are dating, it's a lot less awkward. if not... well, the bottle has spoken. 5. in the rain 💘 a light rain starts to fall during the middle of whatever you two were out doing. maybe there's something about the droplets in their hair that sets something aflutter within you... or maybe you just really liked that one scene from the first spider-man movie. an umbrella is optional. 6. just friends 💘 you don't always need to be in a relationship to kiss someone! if you're the physically affectionate type, maybe a friendly kiss is just your way of showing you care about someone. 7. seven minutes in heaven 💘 the premise: you and your partner have been stuck into a closet, whether by your friends during a party or by some unseen magical force. the condition: the door's not supposed to open unless you kiss for at least seven minutes. what do you do? 8. farewell 💘 sometimes things must come to an end; sometimes they were never meant to be. whether one of you is moving, things didn't work out, or...well, something more tragic, there's a very real possibility that you won't get to see them in a while... or ever again. try and make it count. 9. wildcard 💘 got something in mind that doesn't quite fit one of the above prompts? totally fine! just toss something up and i'll be more than happy to play whatever smooches you want ♥ ( characters )

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[friendships]

[they couldn't exactly spill out of the closet and start making out outside. or rather, they technically could... but on second thought, the closet will do. they don't need to endure any more teasing than they're already probably going to get when they emerge, anyway. when is that even supposed to be?, Sora idly wonders in the back of his mind, as the rest of his efforts are focused on Riku. he can't tell if it's been seven minutes or seven hours or what—in this space, time seems to have frozen for everyone but the two boys.

in a weird way, even if he will never consciously say—or even realize—it, he almost doesn't want it to end. he doesn't know if he'll get to have a moment to explore his teenage feelings like this again, because their more important responsibilities will always be looming in the future. he doesn't know how their friendship will be affected, because as much as he'd like to think otherwise, a kiss between even the best of friends will do something afterward. he just doesn't know.

so instead, he presses his body firmly against Riku's, letting his instincts guide him rather than his thoughts. they're easier to deal with, at least in the short term, and when does Sora ever plan for the long term?]

[psychout]

[part of him wonders if it's because they've come back to life, with Shiki in her original body. he'd known from the start that she wasn't who she appeared to be, and it's still a little strange hearing her voice coming from a body that isn't Eri's... but he still knows she's Shiki, the person who'd been his motivation to fight for his—no, their—second chance at life when he hadn't cared about anything at all just a week prior.

for as clever as he could be at times, he's a little too dense himself to realize what should probably be obvious.

her stuttering takes him aback, causing him to wonder if he had said something strange to have flustered her... aside from the close quarters they're in right now. (that couldn't be it, could it? she's the one who suggested the little alcove...)

he sighs quietly, shaking his head. sometimes he wishes he knew how to get her to stop thinking negatively.]

Look, at... least we're out of the rain. Right?

[deepdive]

[ riku, on the other hand, does plan for the long term. the problem is, this isn't what he really accounted for. he always assumed that if any kind of romance came into play, it would be sora and kairi. even back when the two boys competed for her affections with dumb games, riku always knew that they were just waiting time til the inevitable.

but it's not kairi in this closet, and that throws things off.

see, the thing is, riku loves sora. it's the kind of love that jumps from idolization to adoration, and he would sacrifice a lot in order to keep sora safe and happy. and... apparently it also means he'll kiss sora? they really don't have to go this far. a fairly chaste kiss would have done, just lips pressing on each other without any real force or intent behind it.

he knows all of this, and yet he still holds on tightly to his best friend as they kiss each other. ]

[friendships]

[could what they're doing now be considered romance? sure, the very act of kissing itself could be enough to establish that kind of relationship... but what does Sora know? he's never given it any thought beyond the mere concept, and Kairi just seemed like the natural one to go to. but he's always held both Kairi and Riku at the same level... where is the line drawn between best friend and romantic interest? is that even what's at stake now?

it's when both of his hands solidly plant themselves at Riku's hips with some kind of unconscious intent that he's able to see past the fog of all this confusion. the brief moment of clarity gives him enough pause that he pulls away from Riku, his eyes wide with... well, a culmination of all the feelings he doesn't know how to classify. his brows are furrowed and his voice is uncertain—if a little hoarse, given how he's out of breath.]

Sorry, I... I don't know what that was.

[but his hands stay right where they are.]

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[intolerable]

[ What some people don't know is that there's hierarchy to villainy. There's codes and customs. Rules and regulations. Shoulds and should-nots. Some things are verboten.

In the rulebook, it says villains shouldn't date.

Not like 'can't date the same sex', just-- period, at all. You can kidnap your bride, you can have a tragic backstory where a spouse has withered away in death. You can have a villainous underling so devoted to you and your ideals that a relationship is permissable, but to be a real villain, your eyes must always be on the prize. Else, you're kind of a fuck-up. After all, love can thwart evil, and that means a villain in love is just an antagonist playing dress-up.

Omega loves Nora, though. And not in the hand-wringing bashful way. The kind of 'cup your cheek with my hand and declare I'd kickstart the heat death of the universe if the sun was too warm for you' way. She's read a lot of books about powerful, charismatic characters having declarations of love that would set anyone to swoon, and Omega sort of wants to be that kind of person. She's practiced The Look in the mirror, the cunning grin and glinting eyes befitting a queen on the throne, meeting the princess promised to wed them.

She thinks (hopes, guesses) Nora would like that kind of girl as well. Someone who exudes power and control and never lets anything topple them...

... because Omega's fantasy is being so strong, nothing could ever hurt Nora. Not with her protecting her.

But what's the kind of cool place you can take someone and give off that air? Fireworks shows, ferris wheels, those are sheepish dates for dumb babies. In public would be too much. If she wants to do this right, it has to be somewhere cool, right? Like an adventure. ]



[ She doesn't know if there'll actually be ghosts, but if they're both feeling a little spooked by every little noise, that gives Omega a chance to be brave and look cool, right? ]

[deepdive]

[ his eyes dart towards sora's hands then return to sora. it's kind of funny that that's what makes sora second guess himself and not the, you know, kissing. but that's just like sora; when something finally makes him go, "wait a minute," it's usually not over what you'd expect it to be.

riku's hand that cupped sora's cheek falls to his shoulder. his grip tightens for a second before relaxing again, like wanted to give sora a reassuring squeeze to let him know that they're still okay.

they are still okay. ]

That was you getting into it.

[ it's blunt, but... true. ]

[friendships]

Maybe a little too into it.

[he lets out a quiet, awkward laugh, but the hand still on his shoulder gives him relief. with anyone but Riku, he'd be more apologetic, more... remorseful, maybe? but the physical assurance Riku gives him allows him to stay grounded in the moment; he can't exactly say regret is a thing he's feeling, or would ever feel, with his best friend here.

he's not sure where to go from here, though. what do they do now? (will he ever remove his hands from Riku's body?) his eyes briefly glance to the side, toward the door, before settling back on Riku's.]

I'm kind of surprised no one's come to check on us or anything.

[appreciable]

[you'd think that Nora, actual-ball-of-sunshine extraordinaire, would have doubts about Omega, chaos and destruction personified. you'd think that, surely, the hero and the witch would be incompatible in every way possible. you'd think that they would never be the best of friends, and... maybe, just maybe... something more?

you'd also be wrong on each and every count. (well, you can get leeway on the last tidbit, at least for now.)

Nora's always been a girl of simple wants and simple pleasures. few things are better to her than hanging out with friends—and it's hard to beat the opportunity to hang out with her best friend of all. she's also a little naive, as if her optimistic innocence isn't already enough. she has absolutely no clue about Omega's true feelings, and in this situation, is the kind of person who needs something to blow up right in front of her face to notice something different about the scenario at hand.

... that's not to say she'd be opposed to the idea, though, should Omega ever bring it up. it's just simply something she's never thought of before.]


[they'll just have to see how it goes from here! if there's ghosts: cool, they can take 'em! if not: the beach is always a close second.]

[deepdive]

Huh, yeah... [ riku frowns. they really should have been keeping track of how long they've been in here. maybe he or sora should invest in getting a watch? granted, even if he had been timing this little adventure, riku is sure he would have lost track once they had gotten more into the kissing.

the smart move would be to go investigate, but riku doesn't remove his hands off of sora. he just continues to give the door a somewhat baffled look before he refocuses his attention to his best friend. ]

Do you hear them out there? It was kind of noisy before because of everyone talking and the music, but. [ he can only hear the music now. ]

[friendships]

Nah, it's... kinda weird...

[he blinks. a part of him—the one that jumps at the chance to adventure and explore—wants to go outside and see what everyone else has been up to in the meantime. surely it's been longer than seven minutes, right? no one's going to reprimand them for failing to adhere to the rules; in fact, they might even be compelled to interrogate the pair like Sora had originally thought. it really is the logical path to go down, all things considered. both he and Riku have had their share of reconnaissance missions, he knows, even if they're usually more serious than this.

but another part of him—the one that feels comfortable, safe with Riku's hands on him—wants to stay inside and continue... whatever it is they've had going on in here. the maelstrom of emotions is still brewing within him—and within Riku, too, he's sure—but there's still a burning curiosity, an almost latent desire to keep exploring it together. he's already acknowledged that he's never felt this way before, and he doesn't know if he'll ever get the chance to again. simply put, there's still a lot he has yet to figure out, and since when does Sora, hero of the Keyblade, leave things unfinished?

he lets the increasingly awkward moment hang for just a second or two longer before suddenly taking both of Riku's hands in his own and leaning up until he's on his tiptoes to kiss Riku again. the force with which he meets the older boy's lips is noticeably harder, deeper this time, with that same sense of purpose with which he'd grasped Riku's hips. he wants to get to the bottom of these feelings; he hopes Riku is thinking the same way, too.]

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[resilience]

[His very presence is making her all flustered right now. Not... that she'll tell him that out loud. Never. She struggles to focus, pouring all her concentration to not dwell on the fact he was so close and that she could just reach out and touch him if she wanted to.

No. She tells herself, tightening her hold on her bag and plush cat. God, when will this rain ever end?

Her gaze falls back to him after he speaks, his words putting her at ease a bit. Shiki finally smiles, nodding in reply.]

Yeah! Yeah, we are. We're--

[resilience]

AHH!

[Unfortunately, the sudden crash of thunder and flash of lightning shocked Shiki, making her lean forward and bury head into the boy's shoulder without thinking. She whimpers, shutting her eyes tightly, freeing one hand to reach out and catch the end of Neku's shirt, tugging on it and effectively pulling him closer to her.

She's... not quite realizing she's doing all of this yet, her momentary fright taking over everything else.]

[deepdive]

[ riku lets out a small gasp when sora reinitiates the kiss. however, he really had been hoping for this, which is strange to consider? after years of never even truly considering kissing someone (yes, he joked about kissing kairi in the past, but he never actually thought about kissing her), the fact that he is now doing it is

kind of great?

and it's with sora. if it were anyone else, riku would probably be fumbling awkwardly more than he already is. he'd be nervous, and worrying about it being awful, but with sora? if they messed up, the two would just laugh about it afterwards. doing something like this with sora is simple, and even if it somehow changes their relationship afterward? riku doubts it'll be a bad chance. they had gone through so much together that riku doubts there is anything that would change his opinion of sora.

he kind of hopes it's the same reversed.

so riku kisses his friend back, the mystery of what had happened to their other friends already being locked away as something unimportant. ]

[friendships]

[with his body flush against Riku's like this, it's hard for Sora to concentrate on anything else. his instincts are yelling at him to pay attention to his surroundings in case something happens—but he knows he's safe right now. when isn't he safe with Riku? it's always been the two of them taking on the world together, and now is no different. his fingers curl around the other boy's even tighter, his calloused digits pressing against bare skin.

he's so into the kiss, the action up top, that he doesn't notice what his body is doing down below—perhaps because he's never paid it any attention, because it's just a thing he's never had to think about before. it starts off as a strange kind of warmth that slowly turns into a sort of stirring. as their bodies are so close together, it's kind of hard to ignore the slight bulge forming against the fabric of his pants.

is this... arousal? Sora sure as hell doesn't know the word for it, because the concept is just so foreign to him. he just knows he likes the subtle taste of his friend's lips as his mouth opens just a bit wider.

maybe today is just a day of many, many firsts.]

i'll remember to tag more than once every couple of weeks i swear

[feigned]

[at Fang's response, she straightens back up with a huff, trying her best to return to the task at hand. why was she expecting anything different? if Fang had answered any other way, Vanille might have had to check and see if she was dealing with an impostor. it quickly becomes clear that she's not going to be able to get any more flowers into Fang's nest of hair, and she groans as she plops down by Fang's side. keeping a few strands between her fingers, she brings them to Fang's face, as if teasingly threatening her.] Do you want me to chop it all off, then? I could do that, too. [she's mostly joking, but she could very well make good on her word...]

[belligerentwarrior]

[She didn't doubt it. If the girl was serious enough (and if Fang wasn't careful), she might very well wake up one day with short-cropped hair.]

You, [Fang rolls onto her side, propped up by an elbow. She looks down at Vanille with a grin and a raised eyebrow, trying to ignore the offending strands ghosting across her cheek, and pokes her companion lightly in the forehead.] Wouldn't dare. How would you lace flowers in my hair then, hmm? Besides, you know it looks good on me.

[Fang certainly did, and she was rather proud of the fact. This whole thing was likely play, and a little part of her was betting on that Vanille wouldn't take this as a challenge. Fang liked her hair, dammit.]

[deepdive]

[ unlike sora, riku knows what that is since he is... not an idiot, to be frank. he pauses slightly, opening an eye so he can check out sora's reaction to this development. he's not surprised, exactly, since riku knew that if you do something like this, it would cause some sort of reaction. it's not like he ever got to actually test it out before now, but.

he ignores it, not wanting to make a big deal out of it so sora won't either. if they act like all of this is natural to them then they won't start to blunder around and second guess what they're doing. riku knows that once he starts doubting this, he will back out unless sora convinces him otherwise. and he doesn't want to stop, it feels good and it's obviously making sora feel good, too.

he just presses them closer, closing his eyes again and continuing to kiss his friend. his hands hands do grip him slightly more tightly though. ]

[friendships]

[when you're way more into friendship and toy swords than girls and boys and feelings even as a teenager, you kind of miss out on some things. literally sleeping through the onset of your own puberty doesn't exactly help, either. let's be real, it's a wonder Sora is doing as well as he is right now.

and yet somehow, instinct still manages to drive him, as if encouraged by his body's physical response, as well as Riku's positive reception to everything. and why shouldn't that be the case? as a fighter, Sora naturally needs to be in tune with what his body does and how it reacts to certain things; and in this case, how it works with others. if this is what happens when he kisses someone... it's gotta be a good thing, right?

(his fuckin erection seems to think so, at the very least. that's something.)

his eagerness should do well to reassure Riku's worries, though it soon gets the best of him—what he thought was the other boy's hair turns out to be an overcoat coming loose from its hanger that he reaches for, which clatters around a bit before sliding off onto the floor. "oops. we should probably remember to fix that at some point," he idly thinks, quickly placing his offending hand at Riku's side in an attempt to make it look like he totally meant to do that in the first place.

if Riku was going to try and make a smart comment about it—because wouldn't that be just like Riku, even in the midst of a moment like this—Sora beats him to the punch as he takes Riku's bottom lip between both of his own. it works a little better than a "shut up" in response would, he thinks.]

[deepdive]

[ sora knows riku extremely well because he was, without a doubt, about to make a smart comment. he was even starting to lean back a little so he could talk, but then sora bites his lip and. riku decides he would rather stay where he is instead, thanks.

riku chuckles lightly though, telling himself to remember to make fun of sora for that incident after this is over. for now though, he'll let his hands slip underneath sora's shirt. they don't wander very far, but the heat from sora's skin feels so good against his own, and for a few seconds riku wonders what this would feel like if they had more skin touching.

he shakes the idea away. even though they are definitely progressing kind of... fast... riku doesn't want to rush things? just in case sora suddenly changes his mind, which admittedly does not seem very likely at this point. ]

[friendships]

[the sudden presence of Riku's hand under his shirt makes him flinch a little, if only because he hadn't been expecting that at all. it lasts only a split second as he relaxes, eases back into their routine. he welcomes the slender fingers on his chest, letting out a quiet moan in response. he can't be the only one who pulls out the surprises, he guesses.

that won't stop him from, on a complete leap of faith, from running his tongue along Riku's lips, though. at this point, he's gone past wondering if what they're doing is right, because something must be. he doesn't think anything Riku comes up with would be against his wishes; he knows Riku well to the point where he's acutely aware that his own comfort is the other boy's priority.

and hey, if Riku's making him feel this good, it's only fair that he try and return the favor. hasn't trying to one-up each other always been their thing, anyway?]

[deepdive]

[ riku laughs a little at sora's move. it's more out of surprise or anything, since he can't believe that years of friendship has brought them to this. he opens his mouth a little more, granting sora permission to. get into his mouth? with his tongue? ]

You sure you haven't been practicing?

[ it's muttered against sora's lips, so he might not actually know what he's saying. riku almost wants to turn it into more of a joke, but. he is somewhat curious if sora has actually been kissing people in secret or if this is his first time doing all of this. ]

[friendships]

[there's only so much Sora can say right now, and he's not sure if he can even put it into words. instead, he just laughs as he takes the invitation, his tongue passing Riku's lips and entering his mouth. he can leave Riku wondering for just a bit longer as their tongues touch together, inhaling deeply as it happens.

if Sora had to answer honestly—and he's not sure if he can say this out loud, like, ever—he'd say that the way he's acting now is basically just putting himself in Riku's mindset. he's trying his best to imitate the cool and collected demeanor his best friend puts forth, to exude the confidence he's always looked up to. sure, they've gone over that there are merits to each boy's individual differences, but... when in an unfamiliar situation, it's just kind of Sora's default. he hopes Riku doesn't mind—hell, he hopes Riku doesn't notice.]

[deepdive]

[ it's kind of ironic, really, that that's what sora is doing, since it's the opposite for riku. while he doesn't exactly emulate sora, he does heavily consider what his friend would do in a situation and try to apply it to his own choices. riku knows that he overthinks things too much to ever truly be able to walk in sora's shoes, but it does help him adjust to surprising situations.

such as this one.

riku honestly isn't even exactly sure what to do with his tongue here? he knows of french kissing, but he's never cared enough to actually look into it. he hopes that what he's doing is correct, and that he won't like. accidentally make sora gag, or something, which would be beyond embarrassing. ]

[friendships]

[maybe it's only natural how they work well together, no matter the type of scenario. for years they've been aware of the fact that they know each other better than anyone else... should this have really come as a surprise?

(... probably, still. because somehow, literally saving worlds together from the forces of darkness is still more normal than macking on your best friend in someone else's closet.)

it's not like Sora knows what exactly to do, either, but hey, at least that means they're on equal footing? he's actually not sure who has the advantage over who right now—Sora with his tongue in Riku's mouth, or Riku with his hand firmly planted on Sora's bare chest. though... did there really need to be a "winner" right now? it seems like both of them are equally enjoying it, after all.

... maybe he's going a little too far with his Riku impression, overthinking about the circumstances. you're not supposed to think too hard about this kind of stuff anyway, right? with a subtle shake of his head, more to himself than anything, he rubs his tongue against Riku's and grips his friend's shoulder tightly. as long as neither of them bites down on the other, things should be okay... (or, depending on how they reacted, they'd find out more about each other than they ever bargained for. which would be saying something, given, well, everything that's happened today.)]

[deepdive]

[ riku suddenly backs away, which probably startles sora, but. he glances down at sora's neck (seriously though thank god for being able to navigate in the dark... or thanks @blindfold) and considers something for a moment. after what feels like an eternity but only truly lasted a few seconds, riku bends down and presses his lips against sora's jawline.

it's somewhat timid and very tender, like he isn't quite sure if this is what he should be doing. but then he starts to actually kiss along sora's jaw before slowly moving down onto his actual neck. riku sucks against the skin, and he thinks this might make a mark? he's fairly certain if he does this long enough a bruise is going to form and that's kind of exciting. he has left marks on sora before, from their play fights and also their real ones but

this is new territory. ]

Is that okay? [ he murmurs against sora's skin. ]