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It is what the title says. Have fun, go nuts, and be safe.
She steps back and looks at them "Oh! That was an accident... right? Be more careful next time, not everyone acts nice when they get randomly kissed.." She says and walks away from that awkward situation
He leans his head back and sticks his tongue between his lips, making a quick spit noise. Though his expression is fairly blank, there rests a small edge of confusion in the core of his pupils as he stares at her. "What'd you even do? Trip on your own shoe?" His arm lifts and he wipes the sleeve along his face.
What just happened?!?!
Color drained from his face and Amos jumped maybe two meters further from the other.
“What did you just do?” he asked, sounding uncharacteristically panicked. Probably far more so than it was necessary.
“Oh no! No! Nonono! Don’t ever do that again!” Amos was freaked out and he felt wrong. How dare him? Out of the blue like that?! Did he not realize how uncomfortable he made Amos?
“Now, have a nice day and stay away from me!”
Amos huffed, wiped his cheek while stomping away. Maybe if he wasn’t so worked up, he would’ve actually noticed that Cyrus’s touch wasn't an unfriendly bite but closer to a kiss.
(Awh, Cyrus is so sweet but Amos is super squeamish about zombies, no matter what kind they are)
"I think my painting is done," Jan-Paul announced. He took a step back, turned around, and…. Oh.
It seemed as if Mensa had the same thought, first their shoulders connected, then the ghoul's lip brushed Jan-paul's cheek, then their noses touched one and another. Jan-Paul froze. He dropped the pencil he'd been holding in his hand and his freed fingers shot to his now kissed cheek. He stared at the other painter, like a deer in the headlights. "That was my cheek," he muttered. Before rubbing the cheek.
A kiss of a painter!
While Jan-Paul, romantic as he was, dreamed of nothing else than to get pecked by a fellow painter. He knew it was against his status. He knew this could be the beginning of a rumor… No, a scandal!
Maybe this was an illusion, Jan-Paul hoped. As his eyes darted over the ghoul. Just a trick of the mind. But no. He knew what he'd felt. He knew it was real. He swallowed. Then picked up his fallen brush.
"What do you think of my landscape," he said. His tone flat and sheepishly. The merchant's fingers still rested on his cheek (that had flushed to a bright red mind you). "I tried to follow your tips," he managed to hackle and stumble. "With perspective and such. Uh, I think it came out decent. N-not kiss worthy," he paused. "But decent. Especially for a trained and skilled hand as mine."
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Please, someone, learn him how younglings of his age behave
Jan-Paul was deep in thought. He eyed the cheese in the shop's window-frame. Gouda. Gouda but with pits. Gouda, but old. Oh! So many choices.
His ears pricked, then turned to the sound of a voice. Calling his name! No... A nickname! Wow! Did someone give him a nickname?
Jan-Paul turned around towards the familiar voice and... Vot!
His lips brushed the smaller girl’s forehead and Jan-Paul felt his blood rush to his head. Coloring his cheeks, forehead, and nose the same color as his hair. Red.
“Oh no! My fair maiden,” He stuttered. “I. I’m sorry I didn’t intend to do that! Oh, Ace. I’m so sorry,” he placed his hands in his face. How embarrassing.
“It was an accident,” he confessed. Between his fingers.
Jan-Paul plucked some of his fingers from his face, and thus was able to see Ace again. “I didn’t know you could do that,” he muttered in awe. That would make kissing easier, Jan-Paul absentmindedly registered. No! He shook his head. As if to get rid of these, sinful thoughts.
“Y..You still want to go....?! Even after me… Kissing your forehead just yet?” Jan-Paul couldn’t help but smile.
“Expensive is no problem ma’am,” he said. While making a clumsy bow. "I'm the richest man of Drakenburg," he couldn't help but say.
“Next Saturday! I’ll be there for my lady Ace!” Jan-Paul’s ears dropped and his eyes went wide when she spoke the following words.
“A...A real...k-k.. Of course. Of course,” he said. As his gaze dropped from her to his shoes, back to her, her shoulder. Void! He didn’t even know where to look! “Our.. Next kiss wouldn’t be an accident. No, way!”
Seeing a familiar face, Ace ran up to the Easterling. Coming to a stop right behind him, she exclaimed, “Hey, JP!” While turning around, the lips of the much taller man made contact with Ace’s forehead. She was a little confused, thinking, “Is this some sort of custom I haven’t heard of before? Maybe I should kiss his forehead too…” Before she could, he quickly apologized, explaining that it was an accident.
“An accident? Aww, I though you were just happy to see you,” she said with a fake frown, before laughing, “Just kidding.” The demon started floating, having been made aware of the height difference between her and Jan-Paul by the accidental kiss. Steadily levitating at his eye level, she asked, “So about our date, I picked out a nice restaurant. It’s a little expensive, but the food is really good. So, would you have time next Saturday?”
After planning her date with Jan-Paul, she said, “Oh and one thing: I expect a real kiss at the end of our date. Or maybe earlier.”
(Sorry for the late follow-up, I kinda forgot about this thread…)
“Ah, sorry, that was an accident,” Ace said after her unfortunate fall, before being teased by the vampire. She insisted, “No, it was! I let my cape get a little too long and accidently stepped on it.” Ace was starting to get flustered, it was no secret that she was quite promiscuous, so she was always worried others would perceive her as too pushy. She tried to explain, “It’s not like that! If I wanted to kiss you, I’d ask first… And maybe I will…” She calmed down a little when asked for her name; Embarrassed, she replied, “I’m Ace…”
As the other party fell towards Benny's direction in an awkward angle, a clear indication that it was an accident, the lad didn't budge. Just stared right back at her with an intrigued look on his face.
Come on, you wouldn't miss a chance to be kissed by a cute person, right?
Those were his thoughts exactly.
Not even acting surprised, Benny gently gripped Ace by the shoulders and helped her back on her feet. "Sure. That was an accident." He finger quoted as he said this, a stupid smirk on his face. Good God. "Come on, love. This is valentine's day. Excuses like that won't work, especially towards me." Honestly, she did not seem like the type to make such excuses...but it was a good start to acquaint himself with such a lovely demon, right? It's been a while since he ran into such a cheerful and vibrant person in a while anyway. "What is your name? Now I'm curious after that little trick you tried to pull." Perhaps he could 'accidently' kiss her back. Maybe.
He did not expect to run into someone in a dark alleyway, especially someone who didn't look shady or had ill-intent. On top of that, the two found themselves in quite an awkward situation. They shared a kiss--an accidental one. Great god, he forgot to withdraw his fangs as he was in the middle of drinking, he could have sworn they left a slight bloody mark on Emily's bottom lip. Though from the looks of it, she did not seem to notice? She seemed very flustered, shocked; basically filled with anxiety as she apologized to Benny.
Her reaction took him aback, as he hasn't met someone so anxious before. After quickly wiping his lips with the back of his hand, He approached Emily with the intent to calm her down. "Calm down, love. You're acting as if you've been caught committing murder." His laughter quietly filled the air between them. "No need to shed tears, it's making me look like a bad person. How about we pretend none of this ever happened?" He questioned as his heel ever-so-slightly pushed the corpse further into the shadows. "Fair enough?"
Emily was walking where she wasn't supposed to be at. A dark alleyway. Why was she even here? Who knows. She was taking a walk as usual until her bad luck struck and she tripped and fell.
But... Onto someone else. And not into their chest like last time.
Her lips felt warmer than usual as she opened her eyes. She saw what appeared to be a man, staring back at her while their lips connected. Shocked and flustered, she quickly got up and brushed herself off. "I-I-I'm so sorry--!" She panicked. She felt a bit of blood on her bottom lip, but didn't seem to mind. She only licked it off in a worried pace.
"I-I didn't know where i was going...! I must have trailed off, I'm s-super sorry!" Tears had started to flow down her cheeks. "Please forgive me...!"
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vv when will someone tell Rylex that she's not interested...😔👊
Even though it was a complete accident that their lips locked. It happened so fast, not sure how it happened. But it happened. However, Rylex may not have seen it like that. The young enthused soldier thought Emily was starting to show affections towards him. "Owwww damn Emily!" As he eyes her up and down, licking his lip. "You know how much Rylex loves surprises!!! Never though a shorty like chu be interested in a man like me!" He wraps his giant arms around her and hugs her tightly. Then lifts her up and spins her around in circle then brings her back to her feet. Ryelx leans her over as he leans in to give her a big smoooch on her lip.
"What chu mean a no??! I seent you came right in ma arms shorty!" He licks his lip as he watches her leave. "Oh they gone be a next time alright. I know dat fo sure." As he nods and talks to himself. Checking her out as she left. All while still laying on the ground. He reaches down to touch his leg. Ouch! That hurt. "Damn! Dat albino bison got Rylex goot!" He slowly gets up and limps, nodding to himself again. "Dats right shorty. Rylex know you is just play'n hard to git. I seent the way chu stare at my pearlie whites!" THe young soldier was very hopeful indeed!
(edit: previous character caused a few problems so i'm switching and i apologise asdfg :weary: not a forum game stressing me out)
If a gentleman collides with a lady, then it should be on him to ensure that she is alright. Especially one's lips enroached into someone else's personal space. "Oh, God," he murmured, a finger on his lips. "I'm so sorry... are you alright?" Bumping into Zal must have been walking right into a rock, and the last thing he wanted was to put a poor woman in pain. He took her by the hand tenderly, offering a warm smile. "I... didn't hurt you, did I?"
Zal let out an awkward chuckle, "I don't usually steal maidens' lips like that. Please don't be too offended!"
"That... must have been pretty embarrassing. I should do something to make up to you but.... I'm not sure what Miss likes? I feel like I should get to know you a little more before we decide on something!"
"W-W-Wha--?!" Swirls were in Ennette's eyes, and steam shooting out of her ears not from bashfulness, but from how unexpected this situation was. She was sure Aamu felt the same way, but she couldn't understand how this had happened. She remembered meeting Keina and the village, and the next thing she knew she and the younger princess had accidentally locked lips! Oh, how embarrassing! How bad of a sight it must've been for a foreign leader like Ennette to be so clumsy! Especially in a village full of warriors!
"I-I'm sorry!" stammered the siren. "I-I don't know what happened, b-but I assure you I wasn't trying to make a move on you-- o-or vice versa! I-I'm sure someone as respectable as yourself wouldn't be interested in m-me like that! I-- Ah, oh goodness, I need some air...!" She spun on her heel and rushed off.
Oh goodness, what an end to this day...! Ennette had been hastily getting her things together to leave the beach, but was far too clumsy and reckless, and ended up crashing into the woman she'd been sitting besides! What's worse, when they crashed, their lips ALSO crashed INTO EACH OTHER!!
The princess stayed completely still, utterly frozen from this tragic mistake. Ohhh, what a fool she was to make such a mistake! A-As much as she enjoyed the kiss-- the warm, soft kiss-- she didn't earn it! It must have given Evelyn a bad impression of her!
Ennette blinked back into reality when the woman spoke up, her face turning a bright red as she realized the situation. "Ah!! I-I'm--! I'm so sorry, I-I wasn't looking where I was going!" she stammered desperately before the hand was offered to her. And the blink. Ennette's face turned red once more, and she hesitantly took her hand.