[YLIP] Challenge #1: The Snog-a-Thon

[Cait]

♡  ARCADIA .

This is honestly way too fun. I’m in the zone, baby! This is everything I could have hoped for and more.

Hunger Games who? I’ll take a teen dating show over probable death any day!

People come and go breezily, a franticness in the air that from the outside probably just looks like a bunch of horny teenagers running around like lunatics, but from within the eye of the storm is a myriad of laughter and high spirits. Free souls letting loose, throwing caution to the wind. Even some of the younger, more awkward looking contestants seem to be easing into things, after a shaky start.

But I’m a whole ass bonfire, and I have no plans on slowing down!

I turn on the spot towards the commotion coming from my right, where a small crowd of people hang around a guy who seems to be garnering a lot of attention. His potential suitors come and go like a merry-go-round, one after the other, kiss after kiss, and I would be delighted if it was me in his place, I’ll be honest. But when the last girl to kiss him turns and scurries away, he doesn’t look pleased with himself at all. He looks almost guilty.

His eyes lock with mine, and I see him recover, putting up a wall to hide… something. Curiously, I approach him before he has the chance to escape – know he’s probably already predicting the forthcoming questions of intent and consent.

So I speak lightly, treading softly, “hey, I’m Arcadia.” I lean in to hug him, before pulling back at the last second and instead settling on a tiny hand suspended between us.

“You don’t look like you’re having nearly as much fun as everyone else. Had some bad kisses? Tell me who I should avoid.” I giggle to myself, trying to lighten the mood, and he tries to reciprocate, bless his heart, but the smile on his face isn’t as full as it should be.

I’m not a particularly nosy person – not really into gossip, could care less if I got tied up in it – but sometimes people just… relax around me. Feel like they can tell me things they didn’t realise they were ready to say. Like a soothing balm, I’m aching to ease his discomfort. It’s a tragedy, really – a boy that cute shouldn’t look that sad.

Unfortunately, I’m pressed for time, on a mission to stake a claim on a bed I may or may not have already slept in, and the watch on my wrist is telling me we’re two minutes down, eight to go, and so many people left to kiss. So I pocket my thoughts with every intention of returning to this conversation later when the challenge is done.

“Hey… I don’t know what’s going on, but if you’re not feeling up to it, you don’t have to do this.” Whilst my words are genuine, my actions tell a different story. I don’t really mean to lean in towards him as I speak – after all, I want to give him the option of backing out, ’cause he’s definitely out of his comfort zone right now. But people, closeness, intimacy… these are the things that feed my soul. It’s intoxicating, hard to resist, and so I don’t try to downplay my feelings. I’m cool with it if you are.

arcadia kisses beau x

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[alex 🐺]

♡  LUX B .

As far as kisses go, none of them have been fireworks and swoons. Well, maybe Olivia. But that's only because she looks like sex walking in a tiny fucking party dress. 

Lux feels herself turn momentarily voyuerstic because making out with plenty of attractive people is one thing, but watching hot people make out with hot people? It's like Ratmas all over again. 

And then she's stopped by none other than Trylle Fray and is it suitable for a girl to feel weak in the knees just from one glance? 

"Whoever put you in that dress should get a raise. Now, do I get a kiss for the super like or what?"

"You can have whatever you like if you keep talking to me that way, Fray."

So, maybe she's easy, but who the hell isn't here? And he's a dream on the eyes, so it's not like she's running a charity. 

[Lux smooches Trylle]

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[honestly someone just tell me the score]

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[tick 12a / calla]

♡  AXEL .

There's fireworks going off in my brain, man. I think I must've died and gone to heaven in that car because like?? Dude I'm surrounded by supermodels. There's a hot tub over there, a real one, not just a bathtub with a hose hanging over the edge. Can you imagine what the food's like here?

I can hear the bells already.

"Hey, Mr. Fan Favorite!"

Whiplash.

"UhhH yeah that's me!!"

A girl steps up, tall enough I gotta tilt my head to look up and holy smokes. She's got eyes like the ocean and a look like she might eat me alive. Maybe that's just my type? I didn't think I had a type but I might just melt right here, my knees are weak, is that normal? Am I normal?

"You glitter just like sea glass-"

"Haha yeah that's probably just the stage makeup."

Ugh shut up dude!! My hands are all sweaty, my heart's beating just a bit too fast, this is puberty all over again.

"Can I shine with you?"

Pietro didn't prepare me for this one. What would the clown do, what would the clown do? No pressure, it's not like I'm on live tv or anything, as long as I don't say anything stupid, y'know-

"Oh uh yeah fo' sho."

Somebody just end me already.

smooches psyche <3
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[napoleon, d2m ₊⊹ 🐁 ɢʀɪғғɪɴ.]

♡  BENITO .

He untangled from Wolfgang with a tiny laugh, the sound fountaining out of him. “You, too,” Benito panted. Was it always this hot here? He wiped his sweaty hands on his pants and nodded at the other. “See ya’ around?” I hope so.

He watched the other go, disappear into the mass of people again, and felt … oddly alone. It was like Wolfgang was an isle and parting from him sent Benito out at sea again, adrift, in pursuit of another shore. The waves of people swayed around him. Romance cascaded. The air grew hotter.

The phone in his hand pinged then. “Oh god,” he looked down, aghast, having pressed a number for Wolfgang that he wholeheartedly hadn not meant to, “ohgod,ohgod,ohgod—” the other was going to hate him. 

He drew a fortifying breath in, shuttering his eyes for a second. Don’t panic. The show must go on. He opened his face back to another face amongst the crowd, and with all the charm he could gather, beckoned the other over. “Hey,” his lips curved into another grin. Benito tapped his own lips. “You, uh, lookin’?”

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benito makes out with achilles lol.

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[pearl mcclain d4 [ryan]]

♡  MARLEY .

Eneas did deliver, you cannot lie about that. However, you wonder if you had done what you could to keep up. This was yet another kiss that you had not been expecting. The aggressiveness of everyone here was very clear.

This was the hunger games but no one was dying. Yet.

No one was dying yet.

You take a deep breath for a second, grabbing a glass of water as you caught breath. Kissing people was actually exhausting, and you wondered if Bella had ever kissed anyone. A part of you is sad for a moment, but one of the girls, Trish you think, shows up in front of you and says something about the land of cows.

"The land of cows?" you are confused, knowing well that was not all that Ten was known for. "Arent you a victors sister?" You ask, giving just the right amount of ferociousness. She had continued to go on, and then started to say somethings that might have made you feel a little uncomfortable.

careers...

you thought to yourself for a moment. A part of you wanted to pass, but you did think about the competition. This was your chance to get another point, and P really made it a point to let them all know how they were doing. And so while you werent sure if you wanted her to taste you now, like she said, they could talk about that later.

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Marley just gotta snog trish!
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[umber vivuus 12b 🥀 [dars]]

♡  BEAU .

Fuck.

Arcadia Fray could see. A lot of people looked- that wasn’t a brag, back in Five it was a running joke that his name was too perfect for him. Beau Bravina. Beautiful Bravado. He clenched his jaw to refuse his lips when they tried to to tremble. Plenty of people looked. Few could ever see. Arcadia could see.

And what’s worse: she didn’t even seem awful about it like he would’ve been inclined to expect. That was the biggest fear he had, really: that his performance here wouldn’t be good enough. That he would do everything they asked of him and he would go home to a dead family anyway. That Beau, and Bellamy, and both of their parents were just four more victims of the car crash that changed his life forever.

He panicked and he kissed her so she’d stop, because he desperately needed her to stop. He pulled a hand around her head, rested it there at the base of the neck. His other caressed the side of her face. He kissed someone. For the first time today, he kissed someone like he meant it.

When they pulled apart he had to gasp to catch his breath. He pressed his forehead against hers, refused to open his eyes. She felt just like her. He turned away and left without saying a word.

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[beau kisses arcadia]
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♡  CARLY .

"We'll find you a better secret, Benito." Her smile is soft, but the edges are sharp. These are rose petals made of blades. If it means never hurting again, she has no issue drawing blood. Her finger swipes across the watch screen, a failing score with a winner's wink to soften the blow. "Don't be afraid to show your theatrical side." She retreats down a hallway, up the stairs, walking until she sees a star shining from a dark room. A beacon. Lighthouse on the cliffside.

"Trylle Fray. Can't seem to escape the cameras, can you?" She smirks at her own joke, nodding to an obvious lens protruding from the ceiling. Admittedly, she's only seen one of his movies, and it had been playing in the background more than actually capturing her attention. That doesn't change the truth of the matter. He's an actor, with a good amount of credibility in the Capitol already. An opportunity by another name — no less worthwhile. She tilts her head to the side, a flower unfurling, snake hissing in the shadows.

"I'll share the scene with you."

That hungry look in her eyes again. Lips parting.

"The script calls for a kiss."

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point tracker: 6

carly kisses trylle ;
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[gamemaker kelsier]

♡  WOLFGANG .

"Your hair looks like cotton candy."

More a statement than a compliment but whatever, he's not wrong. I press my lips against his, desperate to prove to myself that I'm not just an awkward little mess in the corner of the room.

This time, it's a little different, something in me shifts and I actually feel it shifting. I don't know how to describe it, sorta like a needle on an auto-vinyl player. The needle lifts, a breath of silence and then the needle lands with a soft scratching sound and music just fucking blooms.

My hands leave his shirt for his cheek, Legs– Axel, I mean, moves with me. For a second here I swear we breathe in tandem. Then I'm pulling back, slipping away from my place against the planter and I tip my fingers at him in a mini-salute. "Pretty damn good there, Axel," I say, "Think I get all the hype now. Thanks."

I turn away quickly before he can catch the stupid little smile of delight that I can't keep from lighting me up from the outside in.

I dunno if you're meant to get all your kissing experience in the span of twenty minutes but I feel like I'm catching on pretty quick. The frustration melts, the sensation in my lips and the well of my chest rises and there's this hazy feeling in my head.

Kind of hard to think like this, heavy lidded I pull up short in front of Ajax, a face I definitely do remember from the app. "Oh-" I say and reach out a hand to keep myself from running him over.

He speaks before I can think of what to say.

"I'd say you look lost, but clearly you were meant to find me."

I take it as an invitation and curl my palm against his shoulder into a fist. His shirt is curled up in my palm, soft as silk and I tip towards him, lips pressing against his even as he comes to meet me too.

His kiss is like a jolt of caffeine and I pull back suddenly, wide-eyed as the sensation runs through me. Then, "Clearly," I whisper and pull him close for another.

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[mat]

♡ ENEAS .

He pulls back from the kiss and immediately turns away. Definitely a bit more fluidity to it than the last but not necessarily dazzling either. Could his best kiss of the day really be the first, that boy who he was surely able to clock as one of the lower districts? Eneas pulls himself off of the arm of the seat and puts his sunglasses back on. He's shady, but only because his standards are so high. If he wants a partner, Eneas needs them to be from a place of flare rather than monotone streets of somber and silence.

And just like that, his eyes draw to another gentleman. He must have been in the hot tub with a towel wrapped around his stomach and legs and water still dripping down his chest. Beauty is a siren's song and Eneas can't feel any more compelled to throw a pep into his step and get closer. Face to face, he already wants to drag the dial on his watch up to ten, but a kiss is mandatory to seal the deal.

"It's been thirty seconds since I've kissed somebody," he says, and Eneas pops up a pair of dimples. "I'm already starting to feel lonely."

A playful pout shifts across his lips. Eneas gently places his hand on the boy's cheek, getting closer once again. "Good thing lonely boys are sort of my type."

Uh-huh. Snog him, Eneas. Go on.

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Eneas snogs Ajax
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♡  HERMES .

Arcadia and I briefly saw each other earlier in the day. She was on her way to go sleep. I even kissed her hand. If treating her like the princess she pretended to be got me further, I’d do it. Plus she… she was beautiful. Not hot or sexy. Just beautiful. Like a princess from a storybook. So that’s why I gave her the nickname Sleeping Beauty.

“Hello again, princess. Did you get enough beauty sleep?”

“Not nearly enough,” and she let out a sigh, “but I’m glad to report that this challenge has me feeling as good as new! Isn't it fun?”

“In that case, I’ll give you an actual kiss this time.”

When I kissed her I went about it a bit differently. I wasn’t passionate like with Dionysius and I wasn’t shoving my tongue down her throat like I did Barrsy. Rather I gently pulled her closer and gave her a soft kiss. Maybe it was for the cameras. Maybe it was because I thought she’d like me more. Or maybe… maybe for a moment I wanted to imagine myself as a prince instead of a peasant.

I know that’s silly of me. And again, Careers aren’t my type. But sometimes I can’t help but wonder what life would be like if I was born in an Upper District. If me kissing someone with a name like that wasn’t some scandal. If I didn’t have to struggle for every meal I ate. If I was born in the district I hated the most. If I was naive and foolish like Arcadia.

Hermes Beck kisses Arcadia Lumiere-Fray (+1 points)

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[d6a georgie cham 🍓🐢 frankel]

♡  BEATRICE .

It felt a little awkward but the kiss with Marley did leave a good taste behind but the eyes that Trish see’s when she pulls away are not very hopeful. ”Don’t tell me you didn’t like that?” All of her life, she has been scored for every little thing. Maybe she is playing too hard at this game. She just see’s the other’s as competitors and apparatuses. Not actual potential lovers. Where is the emotion within her? Yeah, there is passion, but it is career passion. The brutal type. She needs to summon the romantic version, if there is even a thing like that within her.

"so let's stop wasting time."

Another girl presents herself in front of Trish, its another match. A shining career. Just her type. ”Yes lets not waste time but we ought to make it worth something, leave a mark on me pretty girl. It doesn’t need to be a physical one either.”

The clock is ticking, and Trish has been ticking all the boxes. She has lost count on how many she has kissed so far and how many are left. Not one memorable one. It is just the first day after all, hopefully someone will leave their mark.

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*Trish snogs Olivia*
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♡  OLIVIA .

”Yes lets not waste time but we ought to make it worth something, leave a mark on me pretty girl. It doesn’t need to be a physical one either.” Beatrice counters before smashing her mouth against yours. Instantly your hands are on her waist, pulling her closer as your wrap your arms around her. There was a passion behind the kiss, one that would leave a mark on you and as you pull away you grin, releasing your grip on her, "not bad, Morrisen, not bad."

Breaking apart you come across another blonde, one with a cheeky grin and come hither eyes. There was something about him that had you strutting over, a confident smile on your lips. You didn't notice in that moment that he shred similarities to the crazy, yet stunning, bitch who had cut off you damned leg. "We haven't meet yet," you start, taking another step towards him, the distance between your bodies paper thin. You had watched him with the other ladies and gents, he had taken control, luring them in with flirty taunts and charming words, but you liked begin in control, so instead of waiting for him, you take the lead.

"But we should have," you say as you grab him by the collar of his shirt, pulling him into a deep kiss. He doesn't hesitate, kissing you back- until he murmurs against your lips the cursed words that have you recoiling as though his touch burned.

He had not- he had not just told you that his TWIN sister had been the one to cut off your leg as his tongue was down your throat, as though it was nothing but sweet nothing whispered in your ear.

"You fucking pig!" You growl, giving him a shove to increase the distance between your bodies. "Get fucked Fray!"


[ Oli kisses Trylle]
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[Python]

♡  AJAX .

Perhaps Ajax should play the role of lonely bachelor more often. Two satisfactory kisses so far; I'll have to keep my eyes on those two. They sadly departed, and Ajax found himself fumbling with his watch to keep track of the competition. If he wanted to stay, he needed to step up his game.

He found himself face-to-face with a pretty boy. Ajax desperately wanted to be the pretty one, but in a competition he was bound to be beaten by another.

If you can't beat 'em, kiss 'em.

"I'd say you look lost, but clearly you were meant to find me."

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kisses Wolfgang
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[Cait]

♡  ARCADIA .

His eyes dilate and constrict, oscillating between the two resting states in a spasming dance. There’s a split second where the blacks of his pupils darken impossibly before he’s leaning forwards to touch my lips, fighting two halves of himself all the while. It’s a kiss like a hurricane, bordering somewhere on the edge of frantic and gentle, but wholly special as his hands grip my face.

So why does it feel wrong?

We pull apart, foreheads resting against each other and gasping slightly as we share the air between us. Too soon, and not soon enough, he pulls away and I’m left standing on my own, dizziness weighing me down. I bring a stray finger to my lips as he turns and hurries in the opposite direction with not even a word pushed my way.

I shake my head to try and clear it, but the settling fog doesn’t retreat. For a few seconds I don’t know what to do, where to turn, what to do with my hands.

“Hello again, princess.”

C’mon, I shake my head again, more vigorously this time, and the clouds finally start to part. No use dwelling on the past now – it’s never fared well for me. And there’ll be plenty of time for mystery solving later. So long as I can restrain myself from kissing him in the meantime.

“Did you get enough beauty sleep?” It’s funny, because it feels like so long ago now that I was searching for a place to rest my head and steal away a few minutes of blissful slumber.

God, I need that bed.

“Not nearly enough,” I throw a dramatic sigh in for good measure, playing the role of damsel in distress. “But I’m glad to report that this challenge has me feeling as good as new! Isn't it fun?” I raise my eyebrows slightly at him, an invitation he takes, stepping closer and wrapping his arms around my tiny body.

Flip the switch, a light turns on and I’m glowing bright, bubbling over and willing myself to push down the deepness of the last minute. It works, for the most part. Another kiss will surely be enough to send me back over the edge, into the realm of blissful naivety.

arcadia kisses hermes x

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♡  TRYLLE .

"We haven't met yet," I hear it come from behind me, and for a second I feel like Sirens are real, y'know? Beautiful voice, beautiful face, but then I'm looking a little closer as she continues her one liner and holy shit- I know this girl! 

So I'm sitting here like shiiiet, I'm not gonna turn down a free kiss right? Not from a babe like this so while we're macking lips, I'm grinning to myself a little bit and I can tell she knows that something's up. Run my hand down her thigh until I know for sure this is Syrena's mess on my hands; this is gonna get interesting. 

We pull apart for a second, and I've been thinking this line over in my mind the entire time. "Syrena said hey, by the way."

[ a DRAMATIC snog with olivia x ]
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"What?" she says with a confused grin, I wait for her to put her score in before I run my mouth. 5/5? Good shit! Good girl, Liv, I leave her a cheeky 2 snogs out of five, can't risk some competition.

"Maybe you know me," she looks in my eyes and it's the hunger games baby. I see the career light in her eyes before she pushes me away and I'm not even mad! She can't take that perfect kiss away, no ma'am. 

"You fucking pig!" 

Yum.

"Get fucked Fray!"

Uh-oh, Arcadia we got an enemy!

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