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KISSING MEME PROMPTS:

kiss prompts for starters and/or drabbles. feel free to make changes as you see fit. enjoy ! <3

hand kiss.

cheek kiss.

neck kiss.

back kiss.

forehead kiss.

ear kiss.

nose kiss.

shy kiss.

happy kiss.

surprise kiss.

angry kiss.

crying kiss.

rough kiss

soft kiss.

quick kiss.

platonic kiss.

jealous kiss.

first kiss.

last kiss.

clumsy kiss.

uninterested kiss.

blown kiss.

awkward kiss.

drunk kiss.

bloody kiss.

sensual kiss.

dying kiss.

secret kiss.

teasing kiss.

against the wall kiss.

alleyway kiss.

rain kiss.

before bed kiss.

goodbye kiss.

‘i’m sorry’ kiss.

‘i missed you’ kiss.

‘good morning’ kiss.

‘goodnight’ kiss.

#meme

“I know you for what you are...and my heart is weary...” The prickle of an illusion made the tips of her fingers itch yet she made no move to hinder his approach. In a bygone age she had suffered at the hands of his kin. To prevent her troublesome meddling in their lords plans as she had done so in ages past.

The memories of hot iron spikes, the cage in which they kept her over a vat of lava, the torture that kept her aware of the passage of time. The images assaulted her mind as the scars that remained ached. Yet she kept her composure - if not barely. For a moment she took in a deep breath, her eyes closed as she took a moment to calm herself.

“You linger in this plane, the passage of time long and harsh.” Many questions lingered on the tip of her tongue yet she did not utter them.

“Friend or foe?”

@rhuunkyr

#rhuunkyr #v: pale lady #// I hope this is okay

su-barbbie-a

1.03 The Devil in the Dark

#beautiful and pale as the moon (lilyum)

frozenages

like this for a short starter

villainsmemes-deactivated202503

GENERAL

“Can you walk?”

“How did this happen?”

“What the hell happened?”

“I hit my head.”

“Did you hit your head?”

“Can you hear me?”

“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”

“Come on, stay with me!”

“No no no no no!”

“You shot me!”

“I didn’t mean to shoot you!”

“You stabbed me!”

“I didn’t mean to stab you!”

“Take the knife out!”

“Don’t take the knife out!”

“It was an accident!”

“That/this wasn’t an accident!”

“That looks broken.”

“I think my leg/arm is broken.”

“That doesn’t look good.”

“Am I going to die?”

“You’re not going to die!”

“Calm down!”

“Don’t panic!”

“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!”

BLOOD

“Are you bleeding?”

“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”

“Is that blood?”

“Whose blood is that?”

“That’s a lot of blood.”

“Do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Why do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”

“Don’t move, you’re losing blood!”

“I won’t let you bleed out!”

“You have blood on your face.”

“I swear to god, if you get blood on me…”

“What’s your blood type?”

“Why in the hell would you need to know my blood type?”

WOUNDS

“That cut is nasty.”

“You have a massive gash in your arm/leg!’

“Don’t touch it!”

“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!”

“I’ll get some bandages.”

“You’re going to need stitches.”

“That looks infected…”

“Did you get bit by something?”

“There’s no exit wound, the bullet is still in you.”

“There’s an exit wound, the bullet went through you.”

AFTERCARE

“How are you feeling?”

“How does it feel?”

“It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.”

“Let’s go home.”

“I just want to go home.”

“Let’s get you into the bathtub.”

“We need to change your bandages soon.”

“Get some sleep, okay?”

“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”

“I’ll check up on you in a bit.”

“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”

#words upon a page (memes & prompts)

waerior

how old were u when u started roleplaying

#// I was 13 role playing hetalia with my best friend at the time through yahoo chat

frozenages

𝘛𝘈𝘒𝘌 𝘏𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘛 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘕𝘖 𝘌𝘝𝘐𝘓 𝘚𝘏𝘈𝘓𝘓 𝘉𝘌𝘍𝘈𝘓𝘓 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘐𝘕 𝘔𝘠 𝘗𝘙𝘌𝘚𝘌𝘕𝘊𝘌

She is a woman who has seen the rise and fall of kingdoms and the shedding of blood in countless wars. Half blooded and a powerful mage.

semi-selective

OC & crossover friendly

#self promo

She walked the ruin halls. Filled with death and decay of time. Like a phantom she appeared as the shadows gave way to beams of moonlight and shadows again. Ethereal and elegant as the ancient doors parted without a finger raised. The air in the chamber grew colder as mist formed with every breath. With purpose did the Pale Lady stride forward as ice climbed the walls like spider webs. A mere sample of her power.

“I have come to reclaim what you have stolen from me.”

#open starter

"If there are more," the whelp pondered, eyes shining a bit brighter now, brimming with hope. "Then why don't we go to them? Then I wouldn't have to be alone when you leave."

Go on anon and talk to my muse as their child // ACCEPTING !!!

“I’m...I’m afraid we cannot go there, little prince. It is a harsh and dangerous land filled with monsters. Here we are safe, far from those that will hurt us.” She hated to crush her son’s hope. Her eyes full of pain and sadness before she gazed outside their lair. Stars twinkling in the nights blanketed darkness yet something foul was on the wind. She would need to place more wards down tonight. A black dragon stirred somewhere near here. For days she had seen the signs, caught the scent and came across his kills. Never before had one come this close to her dwelling and hunted in her territory.

Her boy was in more danger yet she did not want to send him away. The leviathan would know when any of her wards were broken and could teleport back quickly. The pale blue dragon did not care if she came face to face with the traitorous black aspect. Her son’s life was everything and she will keep him self.

“When you are older...perhaps...I only want to protect you, my son. And I love you always.” He deserved better. To have someone who could stay with him, siblings to play with. Yet he had only his selfish mother.

#// MY LITTLE PRINCE #// MY FEELS #// when I was thinking of a reply to this and watching stranger things I thought of an epic battle #// between nefarian and lily in dragon form #// FEEL THE WRATH OF A MOTHER YOU MONSTER

The blue dragon whelp looks quizzically to his mother. His wings drop down along his sides and he shifts his gaze to the ground. "Are we all that's left, mother? No more blue dragons?"

Go on anon and talk to my muse as their child // ACCEPTING !!!

(GUYS LOOK! GUYS! ITS A BABY DRAGON!)

The pale blue leviathan gaze down at her disquieted child. So much he has grown, her sole whelp. From four eggs came only one - her precious baby boy. Each time she left him to hunt she worried about him. Each time she left him for a time to continue her crusade against the vile Blacks she felt overwhelming guilt. That she could not let it go of the horror she had seen as her flight was annihilated before her eyes ten thousand years ago. That she had flown far away from her home and away from the one who helped create her impossible child. By all accounts her child should not exist and yet here he was. Seeing him as he was hurt her. “No, my son.” Aethragosa spoke gently as bumped her snout against him as she tried to reassure him.

“Far to the north across the sea there are more of us. Worry not my little prince, we are not alone.” Loneliness they both shared as guilt ate at her. How she felt like a horrible mother. Even as she hunted she felt that he was safer here. Away from the undead and the other horrors of the north.

#// I LOVE YOU #// BABY DRAGON BABY DRAGON #// !!!#// <3 #// she would die for him #// she would blast a whole city if she had to just to protect him #// nefarian keep your distance. you will not take this baby

mememeforrp

Go on anon and talk to my muse as their child.

Bonus points for hinting the other parent.

#// PLEEEEAAASSSEEEE

x (giggity)

Her smile was small yet coy. Her pale eyes looking upon his own, eyes that were filled with want and need. How she worked her magic yet she was a woman of wants and desires. It was the design of nature as she waited patiently. His arms around her waist, keeping her against him as a thumb rubbed against the fabric of his tunic. With each moment her patience began to dwindle yet in the end she was rewarded. His lips pressed hard against her.

A chilly hand touched his exposed neck as her fingers pressed against the back of it. Her eagerness clear. The embrace was passionate, his lips upon her cold ones as they moved. She was curious if she would be granted more than simple kisses. The touch of man she hasn’t felt in some time. Yet she knew she should have been cold. Ignore it all and departed when she could. Alas, she did not and was quite happy about it. The silver lady could pretend all she wanted. She was no purer than a maiden or beings like angles.

@eldingaesir

#eldingaesir #// ;)

“Here you are, my dear.” The pale woman said as she handed the doll back to the girl that was no more than six. “What does she say? All better?” The child in question looked at her doll with large innocent eyes still puffy with tears. The woman had done her best to repair the girl’s toy as it wasn’t perfect with visible flaws. The girl’s brother had ripped the doll’s arms off to spite his little sister. For what the sorceress didn’t know but gathered it was something for getting him in trouble. The child sniffled as she checked over her dolly.

“S-she says she’s b-better!” The girl said excitedly as she hugged her doll to her chest. A joyful small came to the pale woman’s lips as she gently clapped her hands together. “I am so glad, my dear. Why don’t you go run along now and play before your mother calls for supper?” The girl didn’t waste in time leaving as she shouted as she ran. “Thank you kind lady!” The woman let out a chuckle as she happened to glance up at a man staring at her. No doubt witnessing parts of what had transpired.

“If only we could forget our woes in the way a child can.” The pale sorceress could have done nothing and simply left the child be bullied by her brother and his friends. But she did not and had shooed the small group of boys away and comforted the smaller, frightened child. After she made sure the girl was unhurt did she comfort and promise to make her dolly all better again.

“The innocence of youth.”

@betemorne

#betemorne #v: the pale sorceress (witcher)#// wow I know I set short but here you go!#// hopefully its not too lame #// my writing may be a little off as it has been awhile since I wrote anything