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Ally «my eyes are on you yeah» ([info]kickawesome) wrote,
@ 2009-12-27 21:10:00


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Current mood: drained
Entry tags:meme

[Meme] Kisses!
Give me a pairing, and I'll give you their first kiss! If it happened in game, I'll...figure something out! Doesn't have to be OTPS



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[info]supernoah
2009-12-28 02:09 am UTC (link)
DOGES!

Catchloves-Timms! lmfao I do not know if she'll ever change her name XD

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Agatha/Fredrick
[info]kickawesome
2009-12-28 08:21 pm UTC (link)
She hadn't allowed him to pay for her. She hadn't allowed him to hold the door for her. She hadn't allowed him to pick their food. She'd gotten shirty when he sarcastically cracked a "yes, ma'am." This was possibly the worst first date that Fredrick had ever been on! By the end of the night, he was at his wit's end. So, after he dodged down to give her a quick peck without asking, he was more than a bit surprised when Agatha grabbed the front of his robes and nearly took his head clean off with a kiss.

"If you made any less sense," Fredrick huffed as he licked his bruised lip, "you'd be one of those Rubric's dealies."

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Elphias/Phoebe
[info]kickawesome
2009-12-28 08:34 pm UTC (link)
"Is this a date?" Phoebe quietly asked. Her knuckles were white as she gripped her tea cup.

Elphias's spoon clattered to the table. He winced and felt as though the entire shop was watching them, now. "Well, I asked you... So, I think that means it's a date?" he tried futilely.

They were hopeless.

"Oh," Phoebe replied without commitment. She sat down her tea and leaned across the table. Elphias's tea cup nervously rattled with his hand. "Well, people kiss on dates, right?"

And now, his tea was on the floor.

"I-I-I--" he stammered as they both crouched beside the table with their napkins. "I suppose so?" he offered feebly.

Pausing a moment to take in a look at her, Elphias surmounted the courage to lean forward and clumsily press his lips to Phoebe's. Phoebe's eyes went wide and she reeled back with a little squawk. Embarrassed, Elphias stood quickly and yelped when the back of his head collided with the table.

They now sat opposite each other, on the floor, spread eagle and redder than the table cloth.

"If I run away in shame, now, will you go with me?" Phoebe whispered, averting her eyes from the rest of the room.

"Absolutely."

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[info]cheese_nammit
2009-12-28 08:25 pm UTC (link)
Aland/Prisca

Bertha/Jonas

Daniel/Brady

Brier and uhhhhhh Sturgis.

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Prisca/Aland
[info]kickawesome
2009-12-28 09:01 pm UTC (link)
"They're watching us," Aland mumbled out of the corner of his mouth.

Prisca rolled her eyes. "Of course, they're watching. With our family fortunes, they need us to be a match and they want to ensure that much happens."

"This party is boring," Aland grumbled. "I hate dressing up."

Idly clicking her tongue, Prisca gave a toss of her hair. She despised whiny men. "So," she said with a smile, "tell me more about your friends."

"Who?"

She rolled her eyes, again. "The two boys who came here with you."

"Oh." Aland thought for a moment before adding, "Your parents wouldn't like either of them."

She smiled slowly. "Even better."

"Prisca! Aland!" It was her grandmother. "Look at you chatting away! It reminds me of my first soiree with your grandfather."

Prisca forced a polite expression, but felt as though her face might crack. "It is only the first official party for us, Grandmother."

Mrs. Pucey made a waving hand gesture as if what Prisca said was of no consequence. "I've brought the photographer over. I want you to kiss."

"Grandmother, that is hardly--"

"I'd rather--"

Mrs. Pucey cut them both off. "I'll hear none of it! Now, please, Aland dear, give my granddaughter a proper snog." She winked. Prisca wanted to vomit.

"I don't want to do this," Aland said as he turned to the table behind them to set down his drink.

"Just do it," Prisca hissed as she turned to set her glass to the same table. "She's sloshed off of the red wine. She won't give up until she gets her way."

"But a kiss, seriously? Can't we just take a picture?"

"Prisca, dear, is something the matter?"

"No, Grandmother," Prisca replied, turning with a smile. "We were simply discussing how this could be the beginning of a wonderful relationship."

Aland was failing to not glare. Prisca grabbed him by the arm and tugged him over. "Do this or I will tell everyone that you were seen with Jorkins."

"Who...?"

"Just kiss me, damn it."

Aland deftly ducked to press a kiss to the side of her mouth. It actually wasn't as horrid as she'd expected.

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[info]im_sirius
2009-12-29 04:29 am UTC (link)
AWWW hahaha

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Jonas/Bertha
[info]kickawesome
2009-12-28 09:36 pm UTC (link)
"Spin me!" Jonas hooted.

The world felt increasingly dizzy as hands turned and turned and turned him on his feet. There was laughter and shouts of "Faster!" and "Make him puke!" but Jonas just grinned through it all.

He was going to get a kiss.

When the spinning stopped, he stutter-stepped forward. He put his hands out to feel for another person as he stumbled around the room to another chorus of giggles.

Finally, his hands landed on a set of arms. They were soft and slightly, pudgy like his own. He wondered who it could be.

"Can I have a kiss?" Jonas asked and puckered. There were gasps and snickers, and no kiss came.

After several seconds, thirteen year-old Jonas pulled off his blindfold and stared incredulously at a terrified and red-faced Bertha Jorkins.

"Well, don't you want a kiss?" he asked quietly.

Bertha nodded slowly, but still didn't make a move -- so, Jonas made it for her. The kiss was clumsy and innocent, much to the delight of the room. Oh, they would be teased for weeks to come, but Jonas didn't care. He'd kissed a girl! He was manlier, now. Sort of.

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[info]im_sirius
2009-12-29 04:30 am UTC (link)
OMG ♥

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[info]cheese_nammit
2009-12-28 08:25 pm UTC (link)
And Bertha/Sturigs.

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