the devil will come back

Final Fantasy In A Nutshell
  • Final Fantasy I - Four Heroes Break A Time Loop
  • Final Fantasy II - Star Wars Where The Emperor Dies And Then Comes Back As The Devil And Then Dies Again And Then Comes Back As God And Then Gets Killed By Obi-wan
  • Final Fantasy III - Four Orphans Fight A Man Who Threw A Hissy Fit Over His Inheritance
  • Final Fantasy IV - Star Wars But The Emperor Is  A Space Ghost On The Moon
  • Final Fantasy V - Evil Giving Tree And His Gay Lover Fight A Confused Harem Protagonist And His Princesses
  • Final Fantasy VI - Star Wars But The Emperor Is Killed And Replaced By The Joker Halfway Through, Racism is Bad
  • Final Fantasy VII - Eco-terrorists Recruit Man With Padded Resume, Discover Corporate Greed Has Caused Giant Meteor To Be Elected, Hold Recount
  • Final Fantasy VIII - A Group of Cadets Find Out They All Lived At The Same Orphanage: Amnesia To Blame, Lead May Be Dead
  • Final Fantasy IX - Star Wars But The Main Characters Are Either Clones Or Princesses
  • Final Fantasy X - Daddy Issues, the Real Sports Story, With Special Guest Christian Guilt Complex
  • Final Fantasy XI - Giraffe And Friends Stop The Writer From Erasing This Game
  • Final Fantasy XII - Star Wars But Half The Bad Guys Aren’t Actually That Bad.  Except Judge Bergan, That Guy Is A Dick
  • Final Fantasy XIII - Being The Chosen One Will Kill Your Dating Life
  • Final Fantasy XIV - Heroes Saved The World From Bad Gameplay, Bugs
  • Final Fantasy XV - A Bachelor Party Goes Very Badly

You, an overworked scientist, have just sold your soul to the devil so your life’s work will become widely known and help millions of people. The devil comes back the next day and, instead of taking your soul, asks you to take his teenage daughter off his hands.

anonymous asked:

Hi Lis! So I know you really love Mick Jagger and I wanted to ask how you think Harry did impersonating him. I don't know much about Mick's mannerisms so I thought you'd have the best answer x Thanks!


Something that I was really surprised about what that it seemed like a lot people thought Harry was exaggerating A LOT when he did his impersonation. He did embellish, but…Mick Jagger genuinely talks/performs just like that. I mean, you think Harry was eccentric? Watch Mick perform Sympathy for the Devil then come back to me. 





Mick makes Harry’s finger point

look incredible tame

Dear, God, they became kindred spirits 




Overall, a 10/10 performance 

KAZ BREKKER // A Playlist 

  1. Human // Rag’n’Bone Man
  2. Ain’t No Grave // Johnny Cash
  3. Beat The Devil’s Tattoo // Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
  4. Mad World // Gary Jules, Michael Andrews
  5. Staying Up // The Neighbourhoods
  6. Short Change Hero // The Heavy
  7. Hurt // Johnny Cash
  8. Lose Your Soul // Dead Man’s Bones
  9. Blood on My Name // The Brothers Bright
  10. Blackbird Song // Lee DeWyze
  11. The Preacher // Jamie N Commons 
  12. Seven Devils // Florence + The Machine
  13. It Will Come Back // Hozier
  14. Gold // Imagine Dragons
  15. Glory // Jamie N Commons



I just want to turn to God for the answer



Lily: No! Harry! 

James: *panicking* I know that spell from somewhere, Blondie needs help immediately. Merlin’s pants Myrtle he’s not dead STOP shouting!

Lily: He’s about to be, it can’t be.. no. That bloody book, that is a very dark spell Jamie

Sirius: Trust me knows, he was hit by it.

Lily: WHAT?!

James: *through his teeth* Padfoot!

Sirius: We are all dead Prongs, it doesn’t matter if she knows or not really.

James: You son of a–

Sirius: Bitch. I know, I lived with her for sixteen years.

Lily: Who?

James: Doesn’t matter.

Lily: *fuming* I. said. WHO

James: *giving up* Snivellus. Dumbledore healed me pretty fast, I didn’t have many scars so I decided to keep it to myself than to hurt you.

Sirius: Speak of the devil

*Snape heals Draco and comes back to order Harry to bring his school bag*

Lily: He’s gonna have to give that stupid book to him eventually

Sirius: *smirking* Not necessarily

Lily: Sirius, I will drag you to hell myself and hand you over to Walburga if you don’t shut it.

James: He’s going to the Room of Requirements to hide his book, I can’t believe we didn’t include that in the Map.

Lily: Jamie, this is so not the time love.

James: Alright alright, got it.

*Snape checks Harry’s copy of Advanced Potion Making”

Sirius: Seriously Harry? Roonil Wazlib and the best you can come up with is “That’s my nickname”?

Lily: He’s in so much trouble, he’s done for–

James: Lily calm down a little.

Lily: He almost killed that boy!

Sirius: Well he’s up to something for Voldemort, didn’t you see his arm?

Lily: Doesn’t mean he has to die! Don’t you ever think of Regulus and how he was forced into all of this?

James: LILY!

Sirius: Don’t you dare talk about him again Evans.

Lily: I– I’m sorry.

*“Well, we shall see how you feel after your detentions,” said Snape. “Ten o’clock Saturday morning, Potter. My office.” “But sir…” said Harry, looking up desperately. “Quidditch… the last match of the…” “Ten o’clock,” whispered Snape, with a smile that showed his yellow teeth. “Poor Gryffindor, fourth place this year, I fear”* 

James: That fucking wanker, he did that on purpose. He’s gonna miss the final game. I miss the days with Charlie Weasley, he was one hell of a captain *both Sirius and Lily don’t talk* I will never understand why he went for dragons instead of eternal glory on the field.

*Day of the match and Harry’s detention*

Sirius: Snivellus didn’t just give him our detentions to go through.

James: Yes, yes he did.

Sirius: Merlin I hate him more than I did 20 years ago, I never thought that was possible.

Lily: *shyly* He does that to make sure he reads your name, Sirius. Harry is used to his comments about James but your absence is new to him. He’s just being his cruel self.

Sirius: Well fuck him, Jamie how is the game going? 

James: Not bad, not bad at all. Redhead is actually pretty good.

*Hour and a half later*

James: *cheering* THEY WON! 

Lily: *surprised* Really?

James: Redhead caught the snitch! I can’t believe this, they won!

*half an hour later*

Sirius: Harry’s off of detention and he’s going to the common room now.

James: Well, a pleasant surprise will be waiting for him.

Lily: Ah look at them, there’s Ginny oh.. OH! Well that’s a way to celebrate



Sirius: *grinning* Resemblance is uncanny.

Lily: Harry, love maybe that’s enough, Ron is watching.

James: And she loves Quidditch

Lily: Molly’s gonna be happy

Sirius: Happy is a very underrated word but wait til the twins find out.

James: And have you seen one of her Bat-Bogey hexes? That girl is awesome.

Sirius: If you are done swooning over your future bride Prongs..

Lily: He secretly wanted them to be together since he rescued Ginny from the Chamber of Secrets, leave him be. It took Harry sometime to take his head out of his ass to see Ginny.

Sirius: *smirking* Evans! That’s your son you are talking about and that reminds me of someone.

Lily: *smiling* Oh shut it Black.

James: Nice one Pads, he’s right you know. Everyone knew you were swooning over me for a good six months before you finally accepted you liked me.

Lily: Except for you, Jamie.

James: Whatever. It’s like us but involving a lot less hexes.

Sirius: He’s like a teenager girl whose two favourite characters finally got together.

James: Fuck off Pads.

Lily: He was like that when you and Remus got together, too.

James: So what? Can’t I be happy for people I love?

Sirius: Sure you can but maybe be a little less enthusiastic?

James: *raising an eyebrow* You are one to talk

Sirius: Okay, got it. I’m out.

Lily: What just happened?

James: Nothing important. Ah! Look at them walking around in the castle talking, if her hair was a bit darker they would look exactly like us.

Lily: *putting his head on James’ shoulder* You are relentless.

James: Tell me you don’t like this.

Lily: I love it.

James: Exactly my point.

When Morning Cuddles Become Morning Struggles

Member: Kang Daniel

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Clingy Daniel (can be bad for weak hearts)

Your eyes slowly fluttered open, but as soon as you were met with the bright sunlight coming from the windows, you closed them again. You succeeded in keeping them open at your second attempt though, squinting to look at the clock. 9:32 in the morning wasn’t such a bad time to get up on a Sunday. You looked away from the clock only to be met with two big eyes staring straight into your soul, making a surprised yelp leave your mouth.

“Rooney, I swear you will give me a heart attack one day,“ you whispered to the cat, one hand on your chest where your heart was located, which was beating way quicker than it should, the other rubbing your eye in an attempt to wake up properly. The cat answered with a loud meow, moving closer to the door. It stopped there and looked back at you in anticipation. Peter appeared in the doorway as well, most likely being woken up from her nap by your voice.

A groan came from the other side of the bed, followed by the sound of sheets moving. You glanced behind yourself, smiling as you saw your boyfriend’s terrible bed head. Light brown strands of hair were sticking out in different directions, defying gravity as best as they could. Without a second thought, you reached out to pat them down, enjoying the feeling of his soft hair against your hand.

“I’m sorry, did I wake you up?“ you asked him softly, not sure if he was asleep or not. Daniel didn’t respond as he wrapped his arms around you, moving you closer, so you were pressed against him. Hundred percent awake.

“Five more minutes, (Y/N),“ he mumbled quietly, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck.

“Alright,“ you agreed with a small chuckle, letting all the things you were supposed to do in the morning slip out of your mind. At least you could play with Daniel’s hair a bit longer.

Five minutes passed by in a blink of an eye and you attempted to stand up again, only to be pulled back by your boyfriend. When you first started dating Daniel, you never thought he would be the clingy type, but guess what? You were wrong. He never let an opportunity to hug you or kiss you slip by. Cooking? Backhug. Watching a movie? Cuddling. Goodbye and welcome back kisses? Definitely. And the list could go on and on! But the time when he was the clingiest were mornings.

“Where are you going?“ he asked, voice still husky from waking up not that long ago, while cracking an eye open to look at you, “I’m pretty sure that wasn’t five minutes yet.“

“I’m going to find something to drink, my throat feels like a desert right now. And I need to make breakfast for us. And feed Rooney and Peter, they’ve been hypnotizing me ever since I woke up, I’m surprised they didn’t jump on the bed yet,“ you motioned towards the two cats impatiently sitting by the door of your bedroom, “and it’s already way past five minutes.“

“I don’t need breakfast. And they can wait a bit longer,“ he breathed out, closing his eyes again. You tried to move away from the hug, but he had an iron grip on you.

“Daniel, you might not need breakfast, but I do,“ you whined, still struggling to get free from his grasp. Even though you would never say it out loud, you secretly enjoyed these cute little moments, your heart doing backflips in your chest whenever Daniel pulled you closer to him.

“No,“ he answered simply.

“I really need to go pee, pleeease,“ you gave him the best puppy eyes you could make, sticking your lower lip out to make it even more effective. A victory grin spread across your face as you felt the hands around you loosen up, quickly sitting up and throwing your legs off the bed. You were ready to sprint away just in case Daniel decided to change his mind at the last second, but you were too slow anyways.

Your grin disappeared just as quickly as it appeared, your body being gently yanked back, “you really thought I’d let you escape this easily? I can see through your plan (Y/N), it’s not like you didn’t try this before, you know.“

Bewildered, you stared at Daniel’s face, not able to believe that he tricked you like that. Since when did he become this mischievous?

“Cuddle with me, (Y/N)~,“ your cheeks heated up upon hearing this, his cuteness nearly killing you. It didn’t matter what he did, he always managed to make you agree to whatever he wanted. You just couldn’t reject him when he both sounded and looked like a lost puppy looking for affection!

“I’ll give you 10 minutes. Then I’m actually getting up,“ you warned Daniel, the tone of your voice completely serious. He nodded happily, his eye smile appearing for the first time today and it totally melted away any thoughts of leaving him in bed alone.

You weren’t sure if it was because being in Daniel’s arms was so comfortable or because you were still exhausted, but you somehow managed to fall asleep in those 10 minutes, much to Daniel’s pleasure and Rooney’s and Peter’s dismay. Waking up for the second time wasn’t as sweet as it was the first time though. Peter had enough of waiting. She jumped on your bed and bit your nose, quickly running away from you afterward.

“Come back you little devil!“ you cried out, using this opportunity to finally escape your bed, hurrying off to chase after Peter to scold her.

“What happened?“ Daniel shouted, clearly confused about what was going on.

You stopped at the doorway to your bedroom, a stoic expression plastered on your face. “We need to start closing the door at night. I’m not prepared to live my life without a nose like Voldemort.“

Things aren’t what they seem when Bendy plays Hide-and-Seek–

Where did you go? Where have you hidden?

The shadows of these twisting halls make excellent hiding places! Who knows what Bendy can encounter here–

Why would you leave me alone? 

But nothing can stop Bendy from finding his best friend!

When are you coming back?

An exciting new adventure awaits the Darling Devil and Boris the Wolf!

Can you come back at all…?

Thrills! Chills! An unexpected visitor–who could that strange masked man be? Find out with…

Bendy In: “Hide-and-Seek!

A multi-part event, presented in Sillyvision! Check your local nickelodeon for viewing times.

Ok but can we talk about how Lucifer is very, very old like minimum the entire human history and longer coz when his dad started with humanity it sounded like he was young-ish so he’s like minimum 200,000 years old and allot of that was spent in hell and time goes much more slowly there. 

And he spent only what sounded like part of his childhood or young life feeling loved and cared for. His feelings of being unwanted likely started when his dad started with humanity and all semblance of belonging or love would’ve disappeared when he was sent to hell. So 200,000 years of not loving or being loved, then he comes to earth and indulges in all the fun he can get. He views his partners as at least caring a little for him (which they don’t apparently) which is probably why he was so upset and determined to find the killer when Delilah was killed in the pilot, he really didn’t care for many people but he appeared to care at least a bit for her. Enough to want her to have a good life anyway. 

So she’s gone and he’s back to having no one to care about, then Chloe turns up and he cares about her! Allot more than he’s cared about anyone else in his 200,000 years of living. Eventually he gets over his fear and multiple emotional walls he has up from 200,000 years of being a torturer in hell. Then he finds out that actually, it was all a trick and once again he’s been had and the person he cares for (in his mind) has been ripped away from him. And he doesn’t believe she would accept him for who he is anyway. 

I just want to give some perspective coz I was thinking about this today. 200,000 years is a fucking long time no wonder it’s taken almost 2 whole seasons for Lucifer to actually admit he cares for someone. And he’s prob gon be a fucked up lil devil when he comes back with all his walls back up and weeee fun angst 

And on Chloe: I’ve seen people be all ‘shes gonna get back together with Dan’ NO BITCH DON’T YOU REMEMBER WHAT HE DONE? Dan betrayed her, allot. Like he was a royal dick face I don’t think she’s gonna go back to him. He practically abandoned her to the criticism of everyone and now Lucifers abandoning her so I wouldn’t be surprised if she puts her walls up again to. Hers are just as strong as Lucifers and it took her just as long to bring them down. 


imma go cry in a corner now bye I’m so looking foreward to May but low key scared coz it’s gonna hurt allot 

Morning surprises (SEHUN SMUT)

Originally posted by lawlliets

Just normal SMUT no additional warning.

Have fun. Also it took me long because daaamn boy I am so in love with his orange hair at first i was like nooo and now i love it and he already changed it back to black :(

You woke up turning onto your tummy ruffling your hair looking sleepily towards the other side. Sehun was still asleep. The duvet wrapped around his lower torso around the waistline one leg over the duvet. One of his arms was behind his head the other one was laid over your pillow once holding you in your sleep. His orange hair was all over the place standing off in every possible direction but if someone could pull off the messy hair look it was Sehun. You took another close look at him. His face was peaceful, dark prominent features with white skin and dark strong eyebrows. His skin still amazed you, it was so soft and smooth. You lifted one arm and hovered over his torso. Ghostly you retraced the pattern of his abs he mumbled something and smiled faintly. Just for a second then his face went back to total emotionless mode. You traced again over his abs and he mumbled something incomprehensible again. You let your hand wander down his torso and his mumbles turned into borderline moans. Yet he was still pretty much fast asleep. You smiled and lifted the covers from his leg. Morning had risen and you smiled even wider. Slowly shifting towards his legs you sat next to him. Sehun rarely to never slept with any underwear, so you could already see his half erection. You let you hand run over his erection giving it a few strokes getting it harder. Sehun’s head moved from side to side moaning more audible however he still didn’t woke up. He was always a heavy sleeper and waking him up in the morning was always long ass task. This time it was fun and you wondered what he was dreaming of right now. Sometimes you had those dreams where things you touched felt so real and you would end up waking up to nearly touching the wall or having your hand in the exact position as you had in your dream, so you were sure Sehun could quite possible dream of something similar to the actual situation. You could already feel the precum seeping through making your hand move up and down his erection a lot smoother. You hovered over his legs, straddling them. You looked at Sehun again; his eyes were still closed, eyebrows furrowed together, hands right next to his hip. You licked your lips and then softly over his tip. He moaned muffled and his hands grabbed the sheets forming fists of fabric. You slowly took in his length softly pushing your tongue against his member. You brushed over his abs with your hands while slowly moving up and down his erection. Sehun’s moans got more airy and his hips unintentionally buckled up a little bit. You went with your rhythm starting to massage his balls softly resulting in him arching his back from the mattress.

‘Oh god’ Sehun moaned after another sensual lick. You felt a jolt going through his body shaking the whole mattress and a loud sound of gasping for air. You looked up and met Sehun’s confused eyes. His gaze flickered to his crotch and you kneeling in front of it, mouth barely hovering over his throbbing erection.

'Good morning’ you said grinning cheekily at him.

'Well Good morning to YOU’ he said still looking a bit confused. You took in his member again and started moving again. 

'Oh gosh baby’ his hands moved to your hair guiding your head a little bit. His moans were a lot louder now that he was awake and he was moving a lot more. His grip tightened around your hair. A few more ups and downs later you felt him twitch and moaned your name high pitched then exploding inside your mouth. You smiled at him while swallowing. He was panting and grinning at you shaking his head.

'Woman you are the devil’ he said joking patting his chest telling you to come back to the side cuddling with him.

'Don’t pretend you didn’t like this way of waking you up’ you said jokingly.

'I did very much.’

'I knew that… I was feeling a bit bored so I thought I’d wake you up' 

'Aha bored’ he said grinning winking at you. ’ I get you’

The Signs and The Cosmos

Aries: Supernovae - With a silent boom, you expel beginnings, prompt births, and allow growth. Your violent explosiveness kick starts what, without you, would not be.

Taurus: Gas Giants - You shield all from destruction. You take all the damage and show us only your beauty. Your power.

Gemini: Solar systems - You’re order and chaos at the same time. How do manage that much control all the time?

Cancer: Luna - Oh wondrous and mystical moon. You help keep our world in check and ask for nothing in return. Such a giving soul you are.

Leo: Sol - Are you aware of the energy you give us? You give all of us the strength to move and bask in your light. You deserve to know your proud grace is not taken for granted.

Virgo: Light - Enlighten us more please. Shine brighter on us so we may find what we are searching for. But don’t give us any answers…as if you’d do that.

Libra: Galaxies - Venturing forward, you travel places with so much lying inside. You never tire though. You don’t where you’re going, but you’re getting there.

Scorpio: Big Bang - Will we ever comprehend your depth? It’s an awful big effort to truly sit and think how grand you are. To conceptualize your awe is to pick at everything we’ve come to know and that can be pretty scary.

Sagittarius: Comets - You’re constantly on the move, aren’t you? You icy hot devil. Keep moving though and share your stories with us when you come back to visit, kay?

Capricorn: Dark matter - We’ve just realize your presence and how much you impact us…kind of. Don’t worry though, we’ll unlock your secrets and come to understand you and everything around us so much better. Just be patient with us.

Aquarius: Constellations - We’ve made stories to come to understand you, but you’ll always remain a beautiful mystery, won’t you?

Pisces: Universe - What borders you? Where do you end? Where do you begin? So many questions you’ll never answer, will you? Oh well. Like a wise grandparent, you’ll let us reach our conclusions and smile at us and continue supporting us regardless. Thank you for that.


I know… He did the same thing.


Sherlock x reader

@lightblueelephantaki requested: can you please write a Sherlock x reader where Irene Adler comes back and the reader is jealous af, but trying to suppress it. Then she thinks Sherlock wants to be with Irene, huge fight, make up etc. I hope you can write it!! Thank you for your time!! <3

Word count: 924

warnings: language, ANGER

I really enjoyed writing this, I hope you like it!

After a long and exhausting day of work, you finally headed back to 221B. You hoped Sherlock would be in a good mood because all you wanted to do right now was to cuddle. You had to spend the day writing reports of cases at Scotland Yard with the usual annoyance of your co-workers.

You hopped on the stairs to your flat, catching the voice of a woman. You expected the usual, a client. Your eyes were droopy as you finally entered the flat, only to find what you would call a nightmare, Irene Adler.

And that wasn’t the only thing that angered you, but the fact that she was straddling Sherlock’s lap infuriated you.

You exhaled.

Only then they were aware of your presence, which irritated you even more.

“Oh, (Y/N) (Y/L/N),” she said, only turning her head and not bothering to get off your boyfriend’s lap. “Glad you could join us.”

Your eyes were now wide in disbelief. Sherlock didn’t even bother to explain anything.

“Just in time, actually,” she stated, finally getting off his lap and walking up to you. She stopped when she was an inch away from your face. “I was testing his loyalty to you, and whoopsy, he almost failed.”

You were seething with anger by now. Instead of answering her, you stepped to the side, meeting Sherlock, who was still sat on his leather chair. Your heart shattered, not only at Irene’s words but at Sherlock’s nonchalant face as well. You tried to form words but your lips had failed you, opening and closing with nothing coming out.

“Did the cat bite your tongue?” Irene asked sarcastically. The most you could do was to look at Irene and back at Sherlock. But right there, at that moment, you snapped.

“You two can have all the fun you want,” you said coldly, fixing your gaze at Sherlock.

“(Y/N)!” Sherlock called as you started heading to your shared bedroom. You didn’t respond; you didn’t want to.

“Yep, my job here is done,” said Irene, making you stop in your tracks. “Mr. Holmes, you know where to find me.”

You could hear the smirk in her voice and your anger started to take over. You turned on your heels and stomped back to the living room.

“Get the fuck out of my flat,” you growled.

“Well, I was just about to-”

“Then hurry up before I punch you in the face.”

She gave you a dirty look before finally getting out of the flat, not bothering to close the door. She turned around to say one last thing but you were quick to go and slam the door in her face before she could speak.

You didn’t want to talk to Sherlock nor even look at him. You were so deeply hurt and angered at the same time that it wasn’t healthy. However, as soon as you turned around, you were met with his broad shoulders and icy blue gaze.

Don’t,” you said as you stepped aside and started heading back to the room.

“I thought it was fairly obvious that she was the one who came and did all of this-” he began, but you cut him off.

“You were enjoying it, weren’t you?” you turned back to face him.

“Don’t be silly.”

You laughed bitterly. “Well, what happened happened, and you can’t change that,” you clenched your jaw. “Oh, and don’t forget to call her, yeah?”

“I swear to God, (Y/N), if you don’t stop this behaviour-”

“Excuse me?! You do not get to scold me about my behav-”



Both of you were breathing heavily, you were both so infuriated at each other. A small part of you was almost afraid of Sherlock, he wasn’t what you would call angry very often, but when he was, oh boy.

“You know full and well how much you mean to me!” he said it so quickly he didn’t realise it, and you melted at it. but it wasn’t enough to calm the fire that was burning inside. He took a second to compose himself before continuing. “Why must you always question my loyalty?!”

“What am I supposed to think when I come home to find your ex-girlfriend straddling you in your chair?!”


“But you loved her, Sherlock! You did, And maybe you still do.”

Sherlock was at his highest level of anger. He was so mad he wanted to prove to you and everybody in the world that you were wrong; that he loved you, and he saw nothing but your lips. In the spur of the moment, he pulled you in for a - surprisingly - soft but passionate kiss, which succeeded in bringing you both down, to turn off your angry flames. He pulled away, looking you in the eyes.

“I would never do something like that to you, (Y/N), I would never do anything that would hurt you. I… I love you.

You closed your eyes for a second, processing everything that had just happened. How that little devil decided to come back just to begin a heated war between you. You opened your eyes again, drowning in Sherlock’s irises. At that moment, Irene didn’t matter anymore, nor did the fight. Instead, your brain replayed the certain expression Sherlock had said. It was the first time he said it to you, and it made your heart flutter.

I love you, too, Sherlock,” you said, pulling him in for another tender kiss.