steelweb: (Navel gazing)
steelweb ([personal profile] steelweb) wrote in [community profile] thoughtformed2012-12-16 07:41 pm

The Mother of All Logs

WHO: Anyone and Everyone
WHAT: All the kissin's
WHEN: Dec 16 - 18
WHERE: Wherever you want!
WARNINGS: Affection, freak-outs, possible R ratings


Ok! Here is the post for collecting all your kissing logs! If you want to do individual Network posts and then lead in to kissing that way, that's fine, but if you're looking to do a straight up log, this is the place to do it. That way we don't flood the community with all the log posts.

Instructions:

1. Post your character's name. One reply per character so that they're all neatly organized.
2. When you tag to a character's thread, put your participating character's name in the subject line.
3. ???
3a. Feel free to edit the post tags to include your character name for easier activity reporting
4. PROFIT!
coimiceoir: (Klimt tribute)

[personal profile] coimiceoir 2012-12-21 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[She unconsciously mirrors his motion, surprise and wonder softening her mouth.]

The... two of us together...?

[The words are so soft as to be almost inaudible and there are mere inches between them now. Her mind seemed mired in those four little words. She couldn't think. Couldn't pull out the ramifications. Couldn't... figure out why they stirred the coals in her stomach and sent the heat up to tinge her cheeks with a pale pink stain. Couldn't--

Her hand hung arrested in the air between them, half reaching, half retreating, poised as she was just on the edge of something she didn't understand. Simply longed for.
]
badnewsboy: ⎨ ʙʀᴀɪᴛʜᴡᴀɪᴛᴇ ⎬ (Whatever makes you happy.)

[personal profile] badnewsboy 2012-12-21 02:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Will that suffice?

[he asks, gently, letting the words fall between them for only a moment until their lips brushed. and he hung there, lightly, without moving forward because he wasn't sure what to do with gods and humans, and somewhere in the back of his mind he realized that this must be even a more delicate affair for spirits.]
coimiceoir: (Parting the Mist)

[personal profile] coimiceoir 2012-12-21 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Their lips brushed and the world tilted. The answer to that question would have to wait. She closed the distance gently, delicately, unsure of herself. If he pulled away, it was only his right. But this was... This was strange and special, and she didn't want to lose it just yet. Her eyes drifted shut as she let herself focus on the moment - how to tip her head so that their noses didn't get in the way, how the warmth and nervous, hopeful joy were rising to fill her chest, how odd this was and yet how right it could be. Her hand hesitantly settled on his wrist.]
badnewsboy: ⎨ ʜᴀɴs ⎬ (Sometimes I feel you're sitting)

[personal profile] badnewsboy 2012-12-22 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[he doesn't press, he doesn't move to deepen anything, he doesn't want anything more. instead he just lingers there, their lips touching and nothing else. there hadn't been many kisses in his life, and he had his fill of them in the last week. but each time it happened, he never seemed to mind. it was only until after, when his thoughts would reel through his brain, that he would question himself.

and he draws back quietly, and for a moment he's quiet. and then he's unsure whether or not he should thank her or apologize.
]
coimiceoir: (Story-telling)

[personal profile] coimiceoir 2012-12-22 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
[She stayed perfectly still a moment longer than necessary before opening her eyes, wide and dark, to stare at him wordlessly. The heat hadn't faded but curled tightly, almost painfully, around her heart. What was that, and why had it happened at all? Her thumb sweeps gently over the inside of his wrist and she slowly withdraws, releasing her held breath in a soft, shuddering sigh and sitting back slightly - but not so far that this couldn't happen again if they wanted it to.]
badnewsboy: ⎨ ʜᴀɴs ⎬ (Words inside a shell?)

[personal profile] badnewsboy 2012-12-22 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
[to break the silence felt wrong. though he had always had a way with words, he knew when to keep his silence. this was ... delicate, and .. he hadn't thought about what to say after they had parted. it had completely escaped him entirely. ah, well, somehow it still was.]

Uh ...

[well, that didn't come out as elegant as he first anticipated.]
Edited 2012-12-22 15:00 (UTC)
coimiceoir: (Coy perch)

[personal profile] coimiceoir 2012-12-22 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[The mistletoe's pull lets up a little, but the plant hasn't left yet. A shiver runs through her, and she blinks. Instincts twisted themselves into such a knot that she couldn't decide what to do. Last time something like this had happened, she had run. She hadn't been able to even think about Koizumi since, and had avoided him when he came during the Dark Hour to fight Shadows in her forest. But Loki... Loki was different.

Until he had arrived, no one but Captain and England had known much of anything about the old ways in which she had been brought up. And they were adults. They thought differently simply because of that, let alone that they weren't really of her people. England was closer, but it still wasn't the same. Loki wasn't the same either, but for him the memories were freshest, and he hadn't yet become as serious-minded as her older friends. He laughed more, he understood her better, he had barely arrived, it seemed, and he had already done so much for her. He was the closest thing she had to having someone of her own age and knowledge, and she didn't want to mess that up.

Granted, she hadn't been ready to push their relationship to this level yet... But if she ran away, would she hurt him? What if he got angry and actively set out to return the injury? What if he didn't ever want to see her again?

No. She couldn't let that happen. She would stay. At least for the moment.

A small, hesitant smile made itself known, and she, too, strove to find some reasonable way to say something meaningful.
]

You look like you've been hit with an ax.

[Yes. Very meaningful.]
badnewsboy: ⎨ ʜᴀɴs ⎬ (Where innocence is burned in flames.)

[personal profile] badnewsboy 2012-12-24 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
[suddenly that puts him at ease. words, he was good with words.]

I'm missing the splitting pain, m'lady.

[there's a bit of tension hanging in the air, like he wasn't quite sure what came over him in that moment, but he doesn't regret it. no, the whole thing was rather nice. in fact he's still a little buzzed from the aftermath of it. but the world goes on, doesn't it?]
coimiceoir: (Viney smile)

[personal profile] coimiceoir 2012-12-27 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh yes, and he was funny. Definitely a good reason to stay. Aisling laughs merrily, teasing him.]

You're much prettier without a blade in your skull.

[She kept wanting to touch him - or at least be close to him - and this wasn't quite enough. Edging a little closer puts her just shy of physical contact. Neither of them were quite comfortable yet, and she isn't sure if touching would tip something and cause one of them to flee. But she can't resist reaching out and tapping the golden circlet he wears.]

This is much nicer.
badnewsboy: ⎨ ʜᴀɴs ⎬ (I am the reason for every coup.)

[personal profile] badnewsboy 2012-12-28 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
[he isn't quite sure how to take that. he hadn't been complimented that much, but then he hadn't needed to—but the fact still was that he hadn't, and it threw him just a little. and then she's leaning in to tap the crown on his head.]

It keeps my head safe from the axes, m'lady. The face was merely for practice in case my ax-expression was needed for future generations.
coimiceoir: (Butterflies)

[personal profile] coimiceoir 2012-12-28 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Whoops. Too close? Fewer hands near the face, then. This shall be the plan.]

If it is, the future looks black for everyone! Don't set your heart on that fate just yet.

[So much for the silver tongues of her folk. That was much grimmer and serious than she meant it to be. Wait, maybe she can salvage that.]

I would say that it normally serves a different purpose than shielding your head. I might say that it means noble blood runs in you.
badnewsboy: ⎨ ʜᴀɴs ⎬ (Getting up for late night Sharknado.)

[personal profile] badnewsboy 2012-12-29 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[that was a tease, wasn't it? she's poking fun at him! well, it had lightened the mood enough for him to make it malleable. his shoulders relax a bit.

he holds his hand to his chest and manages to make a very convincing fake surprised face.
]

I'm appalled and hurt you think of me as such. Much of my time and energy is put into thought of future generations. Noble blood of the gods is quite different, you see, but it matters little.
coimiceoir: (Uncertainty)

[personal profile] coimiceoir 2012-12-30 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[He's appalled that she thinks him noble? Well that's... confusing - and it shows. It was meant as a compliment. But it's his last sentence that catches her attention.]

The blood of gods runs in you? Heroes are often born of the gods, in my people. They have great destinies.
badnewsboy: ⎨ ʜᴀɴs ⎬ (Next time send email Hela.)

[personal profile] badnewsboy 2012-12-31 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
[well, it doesn't quite matter to him either way. he knows of what he is, he's a god and he's Loki, one of which would probably be impressive and the latter ... which usually just got him into trouble. his blood actually went back further, though he knew little of it, to the first beings who roamed the earth.]

My great destiny would depend on who's mouth was telling the story, m'lady.
coimiceoir: (Princess)

[personal profile] coimiceoir 2012-12-31 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[She brushes her fingertips along the nearly-forgotten book cover.]

The bards will sing the songs, but you're the one who writes them. What do you say?
badnewsboy: ⎨ ʙʀᴀɪᴛʜᴡᴀɪᴛᴇ ⎬ (We should just rebel against everything.)

[personal profile] badnewsboy 2012-12-31 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
I say the bards have very imaginative imaginations. They craft stories that not even the gods remember.

[he smiles easily, looking pleased with himself.]
coimiceoir: (Lol!)

[personal profile] coimiceoir 2013-01-04 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
[She's starting to relax more, her laugh ringing more freely.]

That's why they're the teachers! They have to find ways of keeping things interesting for people who don't want to learn the lessons. But they still have to base the stories on history. Otherwise they're just making things up. You could be quite a good bard, if you wanted to.