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How about a sort of prompt/prompts where Character A accidentally kisses Character B and then panics because they think they messed everything up when B doesn’t respond? (Thinking about this nonstop bc something similar like this happens in my oc’s background and results in him coming out at almost 200 years old (vampire) )

Being Shocked After a Kiss Prompts

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.

He didn't know what happened. One second, they were laughing and having a good time, the next, his lips were on hers. It was everything he could have imagined. When he pulled away though, finally unlocking his lips from hers, she was dead silent.

"Say something," she whispered. "Please say something." Their face was expressionless, their hands limp in their lap. She had messed everything up. How could she have been so stupid? Of course, they wouldn't have wanted to kiss her.

"I'm so sorry," they blurted, hand still pressed to their lips as if they couldn't believe they had done that, themself. "I shouldn't have kissed you. Not now, not without asking, I--"

He was so quiet that it was making her stomach churn. She had never regretted doing something more than now, in this moment. Why did she kiss him?

She buried her face in her hands as if she could hide from the embarrassment. "I shouldn't have done that." They were silent. So, so silent. It only made her feel ten times worse.

"I'm not upset," he finally said. "I was just surprised."

"You didn't mess anything up," they told her after a few moments of listening to her ramble.

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How do you draw the head but at different angles? (Ex. Somebody looking up, looking down and ect) any tips for that? Because when you draw it, it looks so natural :0

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You knew it was stupid, knew it would likely get you killed. The gods did not like being bothered about such trivial matters. But you were just… so. fucking. tired. Tired of being alone, tired of being betrayed and used, of being constantly taken for granted. You just wanted someone to look forward to seeing you, to look forward to spending time with you, just because you are you. You wanted to be enough.

With trembling fingers, you lit the small fire, watching your offering be eaten by the flames. You had said your piece, and you knew that they would either ignore you, or you would incur their wrath for asking for help in such a thing. You loved your patron deity dearly, but you weren’t stupid. You knew what you were risking. Even if they didn’t kill you for this, you would forever be out of favour with them.

Suddenly, you felt a change in the air, and you looked up, startled. Your breath left your lungs all in a silent whoosh as you stared up at your patron deity, awed by their presence here, and confused as to why they had come personally. They could just as easily kill you from afar. Perhaps you had just angered them that badly.

Strangely, you saw no anger in their gaze as they looked upon you, only flickers of something that you didn’t understand. After awhile, they spoke up, voice carrying across the short distance. 

“What is it you ask of me?” They asked lowly, though you knew they were already aware. Even with them speaking so quietly, there was power to their voice that no mortal could hope to match.

As if their question was tugging at the floodgates, you felt thickness settle at the back of your throat, tears stinging at your eyes.

“I..I just… I can’t do it anymore… I just need someone…someone to care about me. I just want someone to be happy that I exist. Anyone…” Your voice clogged in your throat and you choked out a sob, shoulders shaking with the weight of the world as you struggled to keep talking. 

“I don’t want to be alone anymore.” You whispered brokenly, desperately trying to contain yourself. 

Ashamed of your behaviour, you couldn’t find the strength to raise your eyes and meet theirs, blurry gaze focused on the floor before you. You must have made such a pathetic sight to them. That was why it shocked you so much when their arms wrapped around you, your breath hitching in your throat.

Your deity knelt on the dirty ground before you, and gently drew you into their chest, rubbing their hand gently up and down your back as the other rested on your head, petting gently. The kindness tipped you over the edge, and you sobbed out shaky apologies as you crumpled in their hold. Gently they shushed you, as hands that had the power to destroy entire civilisations, tenderly rubbed circles over your spine.

“Shhh now… You’re not alone anymore.” They murmured comfortingly, cradling you ever so gently to their powerful frame, allowing you to let out years of pent up agony in the form of your broken cries.

“How many people have died to achieve this world domination of yours?” “769.” “…What?” “769 people died to achieve my plans. I counted them, and had each of their names etched on my throne so I never forget what my victory cost the world. Now tell me, how many have you killed to see me dead?”

[The Angel of Time]

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