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it's not the lie that matters. ([personal profile] hopes) wrote in [community profile] granpulse2016-03-14 08:19 am
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i said i wanted to rp smooches

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 ♥

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feigned: (i shake it off,i shake it off)

gs forgive me for my transgressions (i'll get to the others after work)

[personal profile] feigned 2016-11-03 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[it's unmistakable now, with their lips locked like this, that something new had blossomed between the two. it's thrilling and exhilarating and anxiety-inducing and amazing all at once, and Vanille can hardly contain her emotions as a breathy sigh passes through her parted lips.

a hand slips from Fang's cheek to cup the hand over Vanille's own, her body tensing as she feels the older Pulsian's fingers pressed against the tender skin of her neck. it's such a foreign, almost dreamlike feeling to know she's sharing such a vulnerable, intimate moment with Fang... and to have her affections returned in kind, with no room for uncertainty in the exchange.

as much as she'd like to keep kissing Fang, though, she can't resist whispering a quiet tease, just as she's always done,]


How long've you been waiting to do that?
belligerentwarrior: (What a sweetheart)

[personal profile] belligerentwarrior 2016-11-04 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[And like that, it's over; it was difficult to not be breathless, for as rapid as her pulse was. For such an important development between them, the moment seemed criminally short, and Fang almost leans in again for another kiss.]

[Fang could answer that teasing whisper with one of her own, as is almost natural for her. Instead, after a beat, the older Pulsian opts to break their teasing cycle with something significantly more candid. Her smile quirks a little more towards amused as she closes her eyes for a few seconds, shoulders shaking with a silent little laugh. The closest Fang ever got to sheepish was 'not very,' but elements of it were there.]


That one's... hard to put my finger on; it sorta crept up me. Guess I first noticed it... two and a half years ago? So, sometime before then.

[It seemed silly to add that 'and a half' bit, but Fang remembered the moment in question vividly: in the early hours before dawn at the end of the winter solstice holiday, sitting in front of one of the fire pits with Vanille half-asleep on her shoulder, absentmindedly stroking the smaller girl's hair and watching the firelight play off of it...]

[Aside from the memorable sense of happiness and serenity, it came as a bit of a shock to realize she had something of an attraction to her (admittedly younger) best friend.]
feigned: (that's what people say,mm-mm)

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[personal profile] feigned 2017-05-03 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
[it's an extremely rare moment to witness fang in as vulnerable a state as the one she's in now, which leaves vanille deeply honored (and deeply embarrassed).

she begins to wonder how long it had been since she'd realized she might have had something more than just a friendly crush on her lifelong partner. perhaps it was after one of the festivals vanille had loved so much growing up, when fang had let her take home a baby chocobo; the older girl claimed she didn't want it stinking up the place, but vanille would bite her tongue to stop herself from giggling in the moments she'd caught a genuine smile on fang's face, when she ruffled the bird's feathers and thought vanille wasn't looking. or maybe the time a half-amused, half-irritated fang had taken the time to comfort her when a nearby group of imps and ahrimans had cast enough thundaras to make her think she was going to die in the worst thunderstorm to ever hit gran pulse, endlessly switching tones between soothing and admonishing.

oerbans—gran pulsians in general, to be honest—always placed much more emphasis on family than romantic partners... maybe that's why it had taken vanille so long to notice?

for as much as she'd like to respond to fang's heartfelt recollection in kind, she cannot help but playfully fire back with,]


If I'd always known how good of a kisser you are, I wish I could have noticed sooner.
belligerentwarrior: (Come on then)

these stupid emotes made me laugh, noted here for posterity

[personal profile] belligerentwarrior 2017-05-03 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[It's just a lighthearted, flirty comment, but it still makes something proud swell in her chest. It's so easy to get swept up in the emotional rush of it all—in feeling young for once, like the harsh, rural life of their isolated town didn't make them grow up too fast. The sweltering sun on her back and the brush of flower stalks didn't let Fang forget where she was, or her weapon's distance from her, but it was a tempting thought.]

[Still, her honest smile slips into a playful smirk, and she runs her thumb along Vanille's jaw.]


Damn shame, right? Guess makin' up for lost time's all we can do.

[It's a risk, of course, staying out here with their attention so diverted, but Fang figured there'd be fewer creatures on the prowl with how damnably hot it was. That, and knowing moments alone with Vanille would be few and far between once they returned, swept back into densely populated buildings and too-busy routines.]
feigned: (with the hella good hair)

casts raise on everything

[personal profile] feigned 2017-06-29 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[there's always a little nudging voice in the back of a pulsian's mind telling them to never let their guard down; disaster could strike at any moment. but... for this moment, vanille is willing to forgo the fight-or-flight response that's been nurtured into her for years.

love is a dangerous thing, but right now, vanille could not feel any safer than being here with fang.]


Soooo... why waste any more, yeah?

[and with a giggle even more girlish than the ones she is already known for among all the villagers of oerba, in one swift movement, vanille straightens up, grasps fang's face between both of her hands, and presses her lips against fang's once more.]
belligerentwarrior: (This'll be fun)

[personal profile] belligerentwarrior 2017-06-29 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[If the world were a safer place not governed by the harshest laws of nature, where they didn't have to work from sunrise to sunset to keep their little community going, Fang would've loved nothing more than to kiss her partner until they both dozed off in the shade of the tall stalks.]

[But that wasn't the case. Fang's heartrate hadn't slowed any, spurred on by excitement and anticipation and calloused hands and soft, warm lips. She's always been an extremely passionate person, and she's easily swept up in the rush, humming low in her throat and deepening the kiss before too long.]
feigned: (you could've been getting down)

[personal profile] feigned 2017-09-24 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
[when fang growls, the corners of vanille's lips turn upward. she breaks the kiss for only a couple of seconds to teasingly whisper,]

Ooh, you naughty girl, you...

[and after that, her lips are on fang's just as quickly as they'd left. the thrill of fang returning her affections lifts her spirits higher than anything else ever could. the villagers of oerba have always been a close-knit family... but this bond between just the two of them means so much more than that, doesn't it?

now that she's sitting upright, she takes a gamble and attempts to shimmy her way onto fang's lap, hoping her partner does not react in an unkind manner to the gesture. who was she calling the naughty one, again?]
belligerentwarrior: (Took you long enough)

[personal profile] belligerentwarrior 2017-09-26 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Gods, she should reject an advance like that—just for the time being—because it was sending Fang's mind to places it really didn't need to be right now, but how could she?]

[Her partner's forwardness surprises her a little. Fang leans back on one hand, the brush of her weapon's worn metal under her fingers—remember where you are—grounding her a little, as her other arm curls around Vanille's waist. Even so, she's not entirely successful in staving off the thoughts of Vanille's too-familiar touch; Fang's no stranger to it, either from comfort or working a knotted muscle or cleaning her wounds to a dozen other things, but it's alarming easy (and not for the first time) to imagine those hands, gliding over her skin for once without a purpose.]

[If she'd been in control of the pace of this lazy afternoon—remember where you are!—Fang certainly wasn't now as she presses more eagerly into the kiss, her arm pulling the younger woman closer.]