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hello my dearest goslings! i hope you're having a fantastic week ;w;

as you've probably seen, i missed a '50 kisses' update yesterday. tbh i didn't time this thing really well lol i really wanted to do fifty consecutive days but oh well

i'm leaving on vacation on the weekend, and with work and everything i still have to prepare, i won't make it to keep posting until i'm back.

please stay tuned for the rest of the series once i'm back, starting july 20th!

in the meanwhile, stay healthy and hydrated 💕

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32. Shoulder kiss

✧ masterlist: 50 kisses ✧

prompt: shoulder kiss, back of the shoulder kiss

fandom: DC universe

relationship: Jaime Reyes / Blue Beetle x gn!reader | established relationship 

category: 🌸 fluff 

warnings: none

word count: ~270

A/N: as always YJ!Jaime in mind but works for the movie version too

It’s the middle of the night, and you stir awake. It doesn’t take long for you to realise it was your bladder that woke you. Looking over your shoulder, you find Jaime’s silhouette against the darkness, his chest rising and falling slowly. 

He stayed over after a stressful day, so you make sure not to move too much as you roll out of bed and head for the bathroom. Once you're relieved, you wash your hands and tiptoe your way back. Your eyes got used to the momentary light and the darkness of your room is even darker to you now, so you hold out your arms as you approach the bed, careful not to hit your knee on the frame, and once you find it, you crawl back in.

Jaime turned around while you were gone, now with his back to you, so you snuggle up to him. He always runs hot at night so he took off his shirt, and you enjoy the warmth that comes off him in waves as you drape your arm over his middle. In your sleepy haze, your mouth finds his shoulder, and you leave a trail of lazy kisses, going to his nape and down his spine until you reach his Scarab, where you place one final kiss. He stirs slightly in his sleep, so you kiss the Scarab again, and you can feel Jaime’s chuckles through your body pressed against his. 

Turning back around with a yawn, he holds you against his chest. His voice is laced with sleep and his words are slurred as he says, “The Scarab likes that.”

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31. "I'm sorry" kiss

✧ masterlist: 50 kisses ✧

prompt: “i’m sorry” kiss

fandom: Star Wars relationship: Gorak Palas x gn!reader | established relationship category: 🌸 fluff  warnings: none word count: ~450

A/N: any gorak girlies (gender neutral) still out there? or did everyone move on already? sdfhjkk

Gorak promised to have dinner with you at that new restaurant you begged him to take you to. But that night, you're sitting at the table alone. He had to go take care of some business last minute. 

You know he’s a busy Pyke, and you try not to be resentful. Looking down at your plate, you decide you might as well eat since you’re here. You take a couple bites and it makes you even angrier that it tastes so good but you can't enjoy it since there’s no one to share it with. You stab the fork into the tender meat as his words echo through your ears: “I promise I’ll be there.” 

After taking out your frustrations on your food with multiple utensils, you decide to head back home. Of course, a Pyke bodyguard drives you, the same one that took you to the restaurant in the first place and waited outside the whole time, without losing sight of you. 

Once you’re back, you head straight to bed despite how relatively early it is. To your surprise, you end up falling asleep rather quickly. 

A little past midnight, you wake up to some noises. The sleepiness dissipates instantly and, like muscle memory, you grab the blaster from underneath your bed. You point at the door as you sit up in bed and see the silhouette. There’s a click and the lights of the room turn on. You squint your eyes slightly, then relax as you realise it’s Gorak.

With a huff, you let your arms fall back down and you put the blaster away. Then you pull the covers back up and turn in bed and lie down with your back to him.

You hear the rustling of Gorak’s clothes as he undresses. The mattress shifts when he lies down and scoots up to you, trying to make you turn around. When he doesn't succeed, he kisses your shoulder, tugging on your hip, asking you to face him. After some more sulking, you finally give in and turn back around. His hand cups your face, and he gives you a proper kiss. He lingers for a second, giving your bottom lip a nibble before pulling back. 

“Sorry I didn’t make it, sweetheart,” he says. You let out a “hmph”; you’re not really mad at him anymore, but he doesn’t need to know that. He chuckles as you pout, looking away from him. “Let’s eat breakfast together tomorrow, hm?”

You sigh and give up; you’re too tired to keep up the cold shoulder. Besides, you missed him. So you cuddle into his chest, mumbling, “But you still owe me dinner.” 

“Deal,” he says with a sleepy laugh, hugging you tighter.

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30. Routine kisses

✧ masterlist: 50 kisses ✧

prompt: routine kisses where the other person presents their cheek/forehead for the hello/goodbye kiss without even looking up from what they’re doing

fandom: Rise of the TMNT relationship: Donnie x gn!reader | established relationship  category: 🌸 fluff  warnings: none word count: ~200

A/N: another short but sweet one 🥹 rise!donnie my love 💜

As you usually do on Fridays, you drop by the turtle lair. And you never arrive empty-handed, so the brothers and Splinter greet you as you give out treats for everyone. But one turtle is missing.

You head to the lab where, as expected, you find Donnie working away on his newest project. Since he has his goggles on, you greet him as you approach the table so as not to startle him when he has a rather strange looking tool in his hand. You grab one of the chairs before you walk up to him, intending to just join him and watch him while he works. But to your surprise, once you’re standing next to him, he tilts his head without looking up from his work, offering you his cheek.

The sight makes you giggle, but more than anything, it warms your heart, knowing that he's grown so accustomed to your kisses that he's now expecting them.

So you lean down and press a lingering kiss to his cheek. You decide not to comment on the slight blush emerging on his face.

When you finally sit down, you prop up your elbow to hold your head. “What are you working on?”

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29. A kiss on the temple

✧ masterlist: 50 kisses ✧

prompt: a kiss on the temple

fandom: Palia relationship: Hassian x gn!reader | established relationship  category: 🌸 fluff  warnings: none word count: ~250

A/N: i wrote this before the current storyline with you-know-who, but maybe i should write something with all of them 👀

Most of the day was spent preparing a meal for Sifuu, Hassian and yourself. Dinner went off without a hitch, and they loved the food, much to your relief.

After the meal, you decided to move to the living room, where you cosied up next to Hassian on the couch, fluffy blanket draped over you both. His mother sits on the armchair across from you, and gestures animatedly to her retelling of a feat of bravery from her past.

You love spending time with them like this, listening to her stories. You're not entirely sure if all of them are true, but she's an excellent storyteller, so you enjoy it either way.

After another concluded story, Sifuu notices your mug is empty and heads to the kitchen to make more tea. She has one more adventure to tell you before you all call it a day.

The stress of the day catches up to you, and you lean your head on Hassian’s shoulder, to which he gently presses his cheek onto your head. The blanket covering both of you and the crackling of the flames in the fireplace is starting to lull you to sleep. Hassian’s arm comes up behind you, settling around your shoulders. He presses a quick kiss to your temple and pulls you into his chest.

“If you’re tired, you can sleep here,” he assures you in a low voice. You can hear the fond smile as he adds, “There’s no guarantee she’ll actually stop after just one more.”

🐥 taglist: @hardkiddonut, @asras-sweetheart, @braveangel777, @chiccynug

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28. A kiss to hide

✧ masterlist: 50 kisses ✧

prompt: needing to kiss to hide from the bad guys

fandom: Marvel/MCU relationship: Joaquín Torres x gn!reader category: 🌸 fluff  warnings: none word count: ~360

A/N: A+ trope; black widow would be proud 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

Your lungs burn in your chest as you keep running, trying to evade the group that spotted you. On this mission with Joaquín, you were supposed to be tailing them, but the roles quickly turned around.

Digging your heels into the gravel, you cut a sharp corner with Joaquín in tow, but it’s a dead end. 

“I have an idea,” he says, both of you slightly out of breath. “But I don’t know if you’ll like it.” 

“Just do it,” you tell him, swatting his arm with the back of your hand, like you’re scolding him for losing precious time. He then grabs your hand and guides you back a bit in the direction you just came from. You’re not entirely sure what he's up to but you do trust him, so you follow. 

There's a marketplace nearby that you passed earlier, hoping to lose the group in the crowd, but it didn't work. Joaquín knows the guys are about to come around the same bend you did, so he wastes no time in finding a stall with a tall side panel to hold you against, and he kisses you.

It takes you by surprise, and at first you're frozen in place. But when he starts moving against your mouth, you can't help but reciprocate, your hands shyly coming up to pull him closer by the lapels of his leather jacket. His arms snake around your waist, and somewhere in the back of your brain you register that there was a commotion, and you hear the steps and voices of the bad guys as they move past you, not paying you any mind. 

They're long gone, but Joaquin doesn't let go, so neither do you. It's only when the vendor yells at you to go somewhere else that you finally break the kiss and you look at each other, in shock of what just happened.

“We’ll have plenty of time to unpack this later,” you say before he can apologise. “Let’s just get to safety for now.” You hold out your hand to him, and relief washes over you as he takes it and lets you guide him through the crowd.

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27. Licking off food

✧ masterlist: 50 kisses ✧

prompt: A gets food on their lips. B licks it off and kisses them

fandom: Star Trek (Strange New Worlds) relationship: Chris Pike x gn!reader | established relationship  category: 🌸 fluff warnings: mentions of food and eating word count: ~290

A/N: pike the man that you are 😩😩

Date nights are rare and few in between on the Enterprise, but the captain takes great care in scheduling one night regularly which is reserved just for you. Of course, the disclaimer of “emergency” or “Captain needed on the bridge” is ever-present, but it didn’t take much time to get pushed further and further back into your mind on nights like these. What’s the point of stressing over what could be when you finally get a moment alone? 

As per usual, Pike is cooking dinner for you two. And as per his instruction, you don’t have to help with anything, just being there to chat and keep him company is enough for him. Every now and then, you sneak a bite or two when you think he’s not watching. Of course he knows; but he lets you anyway.

The food is almost done, and Pike asks you to taste the sauce, holding out the spoon with a thick, greenish liquid. You hold his hand steady as you bring it to your mouth, but the angle isn't quite right and most of it ends up on your upper lip. A hum of delight escapes you as you lick it away and taste the sauce, saying it’s good.

The man is silent for just a second, eyes on the bit of sauce your tongue couldn't reach.

He puts the spoon away and gingerly holds your chin, licking the sauce off your lip and kissing you, all in one smooth motion. Just as quickly, he pulls away, leaving you flustered and speechless. This side of him always takes you by surprise.

“You’re right.” He goes back to stirring the pot as if nothing happened, a smile tugging on the corner of his lips. “It’s good.”

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26. Breathless

✧ masterlist: 50 kisses ✧

prompt: a kiss that lasts for so long that they're breathless when it ends

fandom: Star Wars relationship: Armitage Hux x gn!reader | established relationship category: 🌸 fluff warnings: none word count: ~350

A/N: the amount of times a day i think about hux hmmm i’m so normal about him 🥴

You perk up from where you sit on the armchair of your quarters as your datapad pings. Picking it up from the side table you check the message; it’s Hux, telling you he’ll be back tonight. Your heartbeat picks up as you put the device away again, continuing to read your novel. The past two weeks he’s been away from the Finalizer to attend a banquet on-planet in a different system, where he met with the local diplomats in hopes to have them join the First Order. By the tone of his message, it seems everything went well. 

When he comes back later that night, the hallways of the living quarters wing is silent as most people have retired for the night. You’ve kept yourself busy by making something small to eat in case he’s hungry, since the mess hall is already closed. 

Hux looks tired but in a good mood, so you ask him how it went as you help him out of his uniform in the living room. He tells you all the details about the mission as well as some facts about the local population he picked up on, but you're not really paying full attention. Your patience runs out by the time he’s finally left in his undershirt, so you grab a fistful of the black garment and pull him towards you.

“I’ve missed you,” you barely manage to blurt out before kissing him. After getting over his initial surprise, Hux reciprocates.

Yes, you’ve missed his touch, but the kiss should be enough for now. You expect him to pull back and start his night routine so you can cuddle in bed, but to your surprise he pulls you even closer, guiding you backwards until your legs hit the couch. You sit down, leaning back onto the armrest, and he follows, holding his weight above you. All the while, his lips never left yours, and by the time he breaks the kiss, you're both panting, hearts racing.

“I missed you too,” he finally says between breaths, and you laugh airily, smiling up at him.

“I could tell.”

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25. "It's the end of the world" kiss

✧ masterlist: 50 kisses ✧

prompt: “it’s the end of the world” kiss

fandom: Rise of the TMNT relationship: Future Leo x gn!reader | established relationship   category: ⚡ angst warnings: mentions of character death word count: ~770

A/N: look at that! 25 of 50, half-way there! how are we feeling? good? yes yes, nice… *throws some angst at you and runs away cackling* >:)

Everything was going so well. Despite the apocalypse, the survivors had built a fort where the Krang couldn't reach you. 

Then everything started to go wrong. Raph got killed first. Then Donnie. And then Mikey sacrificed himself in vain, trying to rescue someone else who didn't make it either.

Ever since then, it's been Leo and you and the handful of survivors against the world. Literally. 

But in the last few weeks, it all started going downhill. Your hideout got found, and the last groups scattered. The only though that kept Leo going was the hope of finding everyone again to regroup and build a new base. But deep down, both you and him know that's highly unlikely. Especially given your current circumstances.

You pant, hissing through your teeth with every wave of pain throbbing through your leg, coming from your almost certainly broken ankle. Leo waves you to him frantically, hiding underneath the corroded remnants of a shipping container. You fall before you reach him, the screeches of the Krang forces echoing in the not so distance, approaching quickly as they've been relentlessly hunting you for the past few days. It's only a couple metres to the container, and you crawl, dragging your limp leg behind you. 

Once you're within reach, Leo grabs your hand and pulls you the rest of the way, settling you next to him so he's shielding you from the opening. You smile to yourself, even now, after all this time and everything that happened, he still protects you like this. Tears start stinging behind your eyes. There's a feeling of doom that's been looming for a while now over your heads, but it really weighs on your shoulders now. You look down at your ankle; you've officially become a liability. You know what you have to do. Your hand comes up to Leo’s arm, and he turns around.

“You okay? What happened to your leg?” he asks and motions to place your leg in his lap to get a closer look, but you stop him, shaking your head.

“It’s broken, Leo.” No matter how hard you try, your voice still breaks. You take off your backpack with the few supplies you still have, and push it onto his lap despite his protests. “I can’t walk like this, I’ll only slow you down–”

“No.” His voice is stern, and you bite your lip, looking down at the ground. His hand gently holds your chin to make you look up at him. “No, we’re in this together. Til the end. I’ll carry you.”

“You can't, Leo. This…” You lean back onto the pile of debris and sigh. “I think this is it.”

He looks at you for a moment, brows furrowed together, eyes full of so many unsaid things, unfulfilled wishes, regrets and uncertainty. He takes a shaky breath and his hand finds yours. You take it and grip it with all the force you have left in you, which isn't much at this point. 

“I’m so tired, Leo.” There’s no stopping your tears now, and a sob shakes your body. You give him a sad, tear-stained smile. “We’ve had a good run, at least.”

“No…” Leo shakes his head, lifting you up carefully and setting you sideways onto his lap, hugging you as tightly as he can without crushing you. “No, no, no,” he repeats, his own tears running down his face as he's unable to accept the reality that this is it for both of you. That in the end, this is what it was always meant to come to: the Krang won. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” he rasps.

The knot in your throat is too great to say anything, so you merely hold his face, and kiss him. You kiss him like the world is ending, because it is. He reciprocates just as fiercely, pulling away from your lips momentarily to kiss your eyes, your nose, then going back to devouring you. All the while, he breathes apologies into your skin, and you respond with ‘I love you’s. 

At some point your kisses stop as you simply hold each other, crying into the other’s shoulder. A series of clangs drone outside as a creature found you, and the container is ripped in half, exposing you. There's nothing either of you can do now, so you take this moment to kiss him one last time. 

“I’ve loved every minute with you. Thank you,” you say, holding his face and ignoring the creature right next to you starting their attack. 

Leo looks at you like you’re the last thing left on this Earth. “I love y–”

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24. Kiss in the rain

✧ masterlist: 50 kisses ✧

prompt: kiss in the rain

fandom: DC universe relationship: Nightwing / Dick Grayson x gn!reader category: 🌸 fluff warnings: none word count: ~710

A/N: rain kisses sound romantic in theory, but i don't really think it works as well in reality lol

It's almost dark by the time you make it out of work. You ended up staying way longer than you’d intended, but the assignment needed to be finished tonight. Glad for it to be done and over with, you take in a deep breath of the fresh evening air once you make it out of the building. There's that scent in the air that you know so well, and the wind picks up slightly; it's going to rain soon. 

The forecast didn't say anything about it though, so you didn't bring an umbrella. Damn it, you don't even have a jacket with you since it was so warm in the morning.  

Heading down the familiar path back home, it doesn't take long for you to feel a pair of eyes following you from somewhere above. You smile to yourself, slowing down your pace to let him catch up to you. As you turn a corner, you almost bump into someone, and you stop in your tracks. When you look up, you’re met with a mop of dark hair, a black mask and the oh so familiar blue logo on his chest.

“Hey there,” Nightwing says, leaning onto the brick wall with a lopsided grin. “You come here often?”

“Sometimes,” you answer, narrowing your eyes at him and poking him in chest playfully. “Why, were you following me?”

“Me? Never,” he huffs, raising his hands in defence, but then quickly grabs onto your wrist to pull you closer. “But what if I was?”

You hum as if thinking it over, tracing the bird on his uniform with your free hand. “I’ll allow it only because you’re handsome.”

“So my wit and charming personality never mattered at all?” he retorts with feigned hurt. “I see how it is.”

You can’t bite back your smile any longer and erupt into laughter. He joins you, and you two start walking side by side as you engage in your usual banter. With your focus being on him, you miss the low-hanging clouds until it’s too late.

Not a moment later you feel the first drop on your nose, then your arms, and when you look up, it starts pouring. Dick grabs your hand and you two run across the empty street to a nearby bus stop so you can at least shield yourselves from the rain, but you're both already soaked. There’s not a soul nearby, the only sound surrounding you being the relentless rain on the asphalt, and both your airy chuckles, getting your breathing under control again after the sudden sprint. 

“So, what now?” he asks, running a hand through his wet hair so that it stays slicked back, droplets running down his temple. You tilt your head as you look him up and down, as always criminally handsome no matter where he is or what state he finds himself in. 

A thought pops into your head, and you wave him closer to you. Dick leans in, and you have to talk a bit louder than usual to be heard over the rain. “Truth is, I’ve always wanted to have a kiss in the rain.”

“Oh,” is all he replies as he leans back up, looking around. Once he makes sure that the coast is clear, he grabs your hand once more and walks out onto the street. “Come here.”

His hands find your waist, while yours travel up to his shoulders. You have to blink to keep the water out of your eyes, but it doesn’t matter anymore when you close them as Dick leans in. Holding you close to himself, you can feel the warmth radiating off of him and onto you through his chest and hands. Even his lips feel hot against yours despite the rather cold bite of the rain on your skin. 

Dick hugs you tighter, lifting you up slightly in the air as he twirls you around, lips never leaving yours. Once your feet find the ground again, you finally break off the kiss to take a breather. Looking up to him, even though you can’t see his eyes through the mask, you can feel the love behind his gaze as his hand cups your face, and a bright smile spreads on your lips. 

You’re definitely getting sick after this, but right now you don’t care.

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23. Chin kiss

✧ masterlist: 50 kisses ✧

prompt: chin kiss

fandom: Star Wars relationship: Armitage Hux x gn!reader | established relationship  category: 🌸 fluff  warnings: none word count: ~260

A/N: i love you soft Hux 🥺 i love you unintentionally smug Hux 🥺 i love you Hux period 🥺

A snowstorm rages outside, snowflakes and wind hitting Hux’s office on Ilum, but it’s so well sealed you can’t hear a thing. It’s just you and him in the office, working away in comfortable silence in the early afternoon. You often join the General here because you get a lot of work done without distractions. 

Once you’re both done with your tasks, you start gathering your things, about to go your separate ways. But before he can head out, you stand in front of him, blocking his way.

Hux raises a questioning brow. Your eyes fall down to his lips and back to his eyes; you want a goodbye kiss. His cheeks flush slightly and he clears his throat.

“Not here,” he mutters in fake annoyance; you know he keeps PDA to your shared quarters only. But since he left before you this morning, you've gone all day without a single kiss.

You quickly get on your tiptoes, aiming for his lips, but he's quicker and lifts his head. Your puckered lips miss their target and you end up placing a kiss on his chin instead.

A slight chuckle of victory leaves his throat, while you step back in mock offence with a gasp.

“Traitor,” you say, biting back your own smile. 

He leans in slightly to speak against your ear. “I’ll make it up to you tonight,” he says, then walks past you and out of the office. You know he didn't mean it like that, but you still need a moment more to calm down your burning face before you can head out yourself.

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22. Make-out

✧ masterlist: 50 kisses ✧

prompt: a series of kisses that turns into a make-out session

fandom: Palia relationship: Reth x gn!reader (established relationship) category: 🌸 fluff  warnings: mentions of sickness and fever word count: ~780

A/N: needy, feverish kisses amirite 🥴

Since Reth has been feeling a little under the weather lately, you decide to make him some lemon and ginger tea, infused with some more healing herbs that Chayne gave you. It’s after his underground shift, so when you bring it to him, he’s in the storage room. When you arrive, he sits up on the sofa, blanket still wrapped around him.

“You need to sleep in a proper bed,” you remark, filling a mug with the steaming drink. You stretch it out to him and he takes it, but you don’t let go completely yet. He looks at you, confused. “A bed like mine, for instance.”

Reth’s already flushed face deepens even further in colour and he clears his throat, properly taking the mug out of your hands. As he takes sip after sip, you sit on the edge of the couch. 

You tell him about your day, and remember you haven’t fully caught him up to speed yet on the whole thing with Ulfe in the Elderwood. With great detail, you tell him about your latest discoveries, helped by Subira and Tamala.

By the time you’re done, he’s finished the whole pot. With a satisfied nod, you take the mug from him and set it aside. 

“I’ll let you get some sleep, then,” you say and tuck him in. He pouts, which makes you chuckle. Of course you'd like to stay, but he needs to rest. 

You place a kiss on his forehead, and he murmurs a protest, puckering his lips at you. You laugh again, endeared by his antics. The rational part in your brain knows you shouldn’t actually kiss him or you’ll risk catching whatever he has. But you decide that one peck won’t be a problem, so you lean in and kiss him goodbye.

“Another,” Reth says when you’re about to stand up. 

“Seriously?” you say with an airy laugh, and sit back down. Leaning in, you give him another kiss. And he asks for another, and another. And who are you to refuse him?

You’ve lost count of how many kisses you’ve peppered his face with, and you decide it’s enough. But when you pull back, Reth starts pushing himself up to follow you and not break the kiss. Before you can protest, his arm snakes around your middle and he flips you over himself so that you end up trapped between him and the back of the sofa.

“What was that for?” you ask, voice barely above a whisper. You want to tease him, but the look on his face shuts you right up.

“You can’t just say something like that–” he says, face flushed and looking at you through half-lidded eyes. “–and expect me to just let you go.”

For a second you have to think back to what he means, replaying your earlier conversation in your head with brows furrowed in concentration. Ah, sleeping in your bed. In hindsight, maybe you shouldn’t say those things to a feverish boyfriend. 

You want to retort something, but his mouth is already on yours. His tongue darts out and you part your lips with a gasp, able to taste the herbal notes from the tea. Now you’re definitely catching this cold, and you’re already here, so what gives? Your arm drapes over his torso as you try to pull him closer. His hand hooks underneath your knee, bringing your leg over his hip, and he kisses you slowly and deeply. Usually, Reth is a bit shy when it comes to initiating like this, so you find it a pleasant surprise for him to be leading in this make-out session. 

His skin burns against yours, and it doesn’t take long for you to feel suffocated, not just from the lack of air. There’s barely any space for you to pull back, with how he’s pressing himself against you, so you tap his shoulder. Reth reluctantly breaks the kiss, and decides to attack your throat instead.

“Oookay,” you say slightly out of breath, pushing himself off of you so you can sit up. He whines, arm draped over his eyes to shade him from the lamp on the side table, swollen lips glistening as he pants. You look down at him for a second and commit the image to your memory; he almost looks like a painting. You’ll definitely tease him about this when he’s back to his usual self.

“I’m so getting sick after this,” you comment with a sigh, and Reth moves his arm to look up at you with a self-satisfied smile. 

“But kinda worth it, right?”

You laugh, and grab a nearby pillow, throwing it at him. You’d never admit he’s right, though.

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[goosewriting]

21. Hickey

✧ masterlist: 50 kisses ✧

prompt: a kiss that turns into a hickey

fandom: Marvel/MCU relationship: Joaquín Torres x gn!reader | newly established relationship category: 🌸 fluff warnings: mentions of food word count: ~570

A/N: we love a man who marks what is his 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

Today’s date went perfectly. 

Joaquín picked you up, drove you to the restaurant he picked out, and you got some of your favourite food. Then you walked along the water and spotted a couple ducks. When you said out loud that you wished you had some seeds or peas to feed them, he ran off to a nearby supermarket to acquire the requested item in record time. You stayed there for a while, talking about everything and nothing, throwing some peas to the birds every now and then. When it was time to go home, he drove you, and being the gentleman he is, he was ready to call it a night there. But you didn't want the date to end just yet, so you invited him in. And really you were just planning to have a snack or watch TV or something. Yet here you find yourself, on the couch, making out with your now boyfriend. Your boyfriend.

It feels like your body is buzzing within your skin yet floating at the same time. You don’t even register the pressure of his weight on yours as he steals the breath from your lips. 

When he finally breaks the kiss and pulls back, you sigh contentedly, a silly smile on your lips.

“Still can't believe this is happening,” you mumble, barely able to hear your voice over your own heartbeat thrumming in your ears. And it's true; you've known Joaquín for a very long time, and have harboured a crush on him for just as long. To think that you'd find yourself here, with him, like this? Your past self would freak out. You bring your eyes up to his and see him looking down at you just as lovingly. “Not that I'm complaining.”

“I’d sure hope so,” he says with a chuckle, tracing your face with the back of his fingers. 

“It just feels like I'm dreaming,” you add, taking in a deep breath. “What if tomorrow I wake up and it turns out it was all in my head?” 

He hums, tilting his head ever so slightly, a mischievous smile spreading on his lips. “Then I’ll make sure you remember this is real.”

He dives back in, capturing your lips only for a moment before kissing a trail over your jaw and down your throat. You giggle a bit at the sensation, as it tickles, but when he bites into the spot he was just kissing, a sudden strangled moan escapes you, and you freeze. Joaquín doesn't seem to mind, in fact it might be spurring him on even more, as he repeats the process of kissing, biting and sucking over the same spots, over and over.

Once he's satisfied, he pulls back up and places one last kiss on the tip of your nose.

“There. When you look at yourself in the mirror tomorrow, you'll know it was real,” he concludes with the boyish smile you love so much.

So that's what he was doing, you think as your hand comes up to your throat. It doesn't hurt, but you can already see the bruises and markings in your mind’s eye. Your face flushes at the realisation that you probably won't be able to cover them up fully for work tomorrow, and your cheeks burn even brighter when you come to the conclusion that you don't even really mind. As long as it's Joaquín giving you hickeys, you'll proudly show the world.

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[goosewriting]

sorry to interrupt the '50 kisses' program but uhm. anyone seen that new footage for the new star wars game yet? the description says:

Star Wars Galactic Racer follows a mysterious masked driver named Shade during the New Republic Era, just after the events of Return of the Jedi. (...) Entering the newly formed Galactic League, created by a dreamer and old pod mechanic named Darius Pax, Shade must navigate a fiercely competitive galaxy to dethrone the egotistical reigning champion, Kestar Bool. (...)

STAR WARS GALACTIC RACER First Gameplay Reveal | New UNDERGROUND Combat Racing by Burnout Creators

Check out this new gameplay demo preview from the upcoming Star Wars Galactic Racer, developed by Fuse Games (formed by Criterion and Burnou

i was already on board with the whole racing aspect, but when i tell you that i have already emotionally latched onto shade like nothing else, dear god 😩😩

literally just a guy but why is he HOT 🫠🫠 the voice? the accent?? the head tilts??!! skdgkjsd

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It's been a long day at work, and I just discovered the whole "50 kisses" thing you're doing through the rottmnt x reader tag and MAN I'm eating GOOD TONIGHT I am MENTALLY HEALED

It's definitely not my first time reading anything from you either, I recognize your username lol. Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for your lovely writing, and I hope you're doing well!! I know these "write every day" challenges can be draining, so make sure you're taking care of yourself.

That's all I had to say really, lol. I wanna kiss these stupid turtles so bad. Everyone say thank you goose for letting us live out our delusions 🙏

dearest anon, thank you so so much for this message, it really made my night 🥹🥹💕

i'm so happy to hear that you've been liking the series :'D i had most of it pre-written because i knew i wouldn't be able to keep up the daily posts otherwise lol

i really appreciate your words so much 😭🥺<33 i hope you'll continue to enjoy the rest of the series. if it's the rottmnt tag you're following, there's still a bunch more coming your way 👀 so stay tuned hehe

and yes absolutely these turtles deserve all the smooches all day every day 😩💞

[goosewriting]

20. “I almost lost you” kiss

✧ masterlist: 50 kisses ✧

prompt: “I almost lost you” kiss

fandom: Star Wars relationship: Cal Kestis x gn!reader | established relationship  category: 🥀 angst(?) & comfort warnings: mentions of injuries, canon-typical violence word count: ~720

A/N: i rewrote this like three times fhsdjkhd

Before going down into the swamps of Koboh, you were warned by the locals about the so-called Mire Terror. It was a Mogu that had somehow changed into a creature even more fearsome, more powerful.

Cal and you have made a pretty good team since the start, so like with everything else, you two went into the swamps with confidence, perhaps too much so. The large Mogu catches you both by surprise, yet parrying and attacking as a duo worked as usual. But when a second Mogu appears out of nowhere, you start thinking that you might find yourselves slightly overpowered.

You use your blaster to shoot the second Mogu while Cal occupies the first, bigger one. After emptying almost your entire clip, the creature finally collapses, so you bring your attention to Cal. He parries his attacker, which sends it stumbling backwards a couple of steps. At that moment, he turns to face you, his focused face quickly morphing into surprise.

“Watch out!” he calls out, and you whip around just in time to see the other Mogu, not yet dead, throwing a large boulder in your direction. You feel Cal’s Force-push to move you out of the way and you roll on the ground, brining your weapon back up to shoot the creature one final time right between its eyes. It goes limp again, this time for good.

At the same time as you shoot, there’s a pained scream behind you. You turn back to Cal only to see him being launched several metres through the air by the larger Mogu. It’s already in pretty bad shape, and you don’t even think twice before emptying the rest of your clip right in its face. That seems to do the trick, and you rush over to where Cal landed on the harsh rocky surface. His body lies right above the edge of the swamp; just a little further and he’d be swallowed by the bog, a layer of fog ever-present over the surface. 

Quickly reaching the man, you pull him away from the edge and onto his back to look him over.

“Cal? Cal!” you call him, patting his face, but there’s no response. Your heart starts hammering insistently against your ribs, and it’s not from physical exertion. “Hey, wake up!” 

BD-1 beeps worriedly, a slot on the side of his head sliding open to reveal a stim. You thank him as you grab one and stab it into Cal’s neck. 

The seconds that follow are eternal, and you lean in to check for his breathing. For a moment, you think you can’t pick up anything from him, and a shudder runs down your body. Trembling hands come up to hold his face.

“Cal?” you try again, voice impossibly small. There’s no way he’s gone. He can’t be. Not like this. There’s still so much to–

The redhead sits up suddenly, taking a big gulp of air like he was just underwater. After some coughs and running his hands over his face with a groan, you throw your arms around his shoulders to hug him. He lets out a sound of surprise and maybe slight pain, but hugs you right back.

“For kriff’s sake, don’t you dare scare me like that again!” you say, pulling back just enough to look at him. He’s about to say something, but you lean in and kiss him, hard. BD trills and jumps to the side, as if turning around to give you some privacy. Cal kisses you back as well as he can from where he sits, but you pull back just as quickly as you started. “What were you thinking?”

“What, I wasn’t gonna let you get crushed by that boulder. You’re welcome, by the way,” he remarks, but there’s no bite to his voice. 

You shake your head with a huff. “Seriously, don’t put yourself in danger for me,” you plead, leaning in to place your forehead against his. “For a second there I really thought you were gone.”

Cal’s hands come up to cup your face, and he places a kiss on your forehead. “It’ll take more than that to take me down. You on the other hand, I can’t risk getting hurt.”

You let out a long sigh, then shake your head in amusement. “What a pair we make, huh?”

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