Kiss your hand

[ouranhostsock]

kiss their hand

A character takes the hand of another and kisses it as a mark of respect. Used to portray the character as particularly romantic, chivalrous, foreign, or just a bit old-fashioned.

( modified from here. )

Why stick with the cliché? The subdued? The modern? Go big or go home, we say! There's nothing wrong with reaching out, taking someone's hand — and laying a sweet kiss right on the back of it (or on their palm, their finger, their wrist...)! You just know you'll leave an impression. So, whether in a polite yet platonically old-fashioned greeting, a sworn oath, a hope to sweep them off their feet, a measure of comfort, or anything in between, drop to one knee and kiss the ring.

Ring optional.

How to Play
- Comment with your character, info, prefs, the business. What role are you going to play? Slap that in there, too.
- Reply to others.
- Your character is kissing their hand. Or getting a hand kissed. Whichever!

Comments

Helios | Sailor Moon Eternal | ota

[wingedpegasus]

Keyleth } Critical Role { ota

[awkward_ish]

[likely the one very awkward receiver]

tsukimi kurashita | princess jellyfish | ota

[fujofashion]

[ The one getting her hand kissed. ]

"dark" | original character | ota

[pyrrhicly]

[ could be either; probably doing it to fall in line with some local custom. nothin personnel, kid ]

[knightglow]

[ Takes his hand and leans swiftly to kiss him along his knuckles. ] Ah sweet Prince, [ she rises and presses her other hand upon her own chest. ] whatever reason do you grace me on this weary evening?

[ Is he being an ass? Is this a au? Is this a joke? Thats all up to you king. ]

oh we double dippin let's goooooo

[pyrrhicly]

[ He bristles slightly at the contact of her lips against his skin, even if the hand is a fairly innocent place for a kiss. That, or it may be a shiver, because-- ]

Where the hell did you hide my cloak.

[ It had to be her. He will accept no alternatives. ]

ill triple dip dont test FOOL IM WILD. plus ur like the only one who will rp with her atm LMFAO

[knightglow]

[ Oh she wants to play this game, her eyes light up and widen slightly. Alike a cat excited and enticed by the deviousness of this statement. Maybe she did hide it, maybe she didn't. That was for the future to hold.

A hand squeezes his gently and she whips him forward suddenly, allowing for herself to spin him until he fell back into her arms. One arm, while he other hand was still holding his own tightly. Outward. With the craftiness of her heel she had kicked out to fuck up his legs and balance. Once he is lowered just slightly, held by her arm alone by his waist. She leans forward and looks down at him, testing the waters as always. Playing with fire, and the zest of the male below her. Her expression is completely calm and neutral. Ears perked forward, listening in on whatever grievance he will have of her. Frankly she is ready for the hell she hath unleased from this little fuckery she is commiting to.]

If I tell you, can we kiss on the lips?

dip me up you flippin dip

[pyrrhicly]

[ Dark isn't much a fan of surprises. This turn of events was a surprise. Ergo, Dark did not like it.

But for a moment, he doesn't seem to struggle. Or move. Or... anything, really, other than just staring up at her, expression indecipherable but clearly not thrilled. It was one thing to toy with him. It was another thing altogether to actually treat him as a toy, tossing him about, grabbing him, physically manipulating him as though he were just some doll or figurine to be posed at will.

Enough of that, then.

Neither of his arms move, other than to fold across his chest. What does move, however, is his third arm.

Yes. Third arm. No, it wasn't there a second ago - in fact, it seems to have materialized out from his back, an arm clearly not of his own body, with black skin and flecks of red and gold littering its surface. That arm surges up to grab across the bottom half of her face, clawed fingertips dangerously close to digging into her cheeks as his palm (if this is even his own arm) covers her mouth altogether.

If she has any means of sensing that which is unholy, or evil, or truly and utterly dark, then whatever this arm is would set off every alarm and probably manifest a few more. ]

Unhand me, or you won't have any lips.

dips you like nana dips dark

[knightglow]

Uwaaaaa.

[ Nana's cheeks pinch tightly and her lips make the most fishy like means before another one of his hands press against her mouth. She wasn't going to kiss him like that. It would make for a cute moment, but the way these hands come about alike they are void magic peeking from the realm of darkness. Nana cannot help but find herself absolutely in her own - jurisdiction? Realm? Whats it called when you basically are where you belong, anyway she's very well of the pretense of evil and unholiness. How Dark magic & voice magic work all together.

It doesn't scare her nor alarm her, but the feeling of it was utterly annoying when he tells her to let him go!! She can't do that - ]

MuwuHWHWHAHahaHA!?!?o u??? ( Translation: But I don't wanna drop you??? )

[ Nana tries to prop him back up...? Slowly...? Can she lick the hand... She might lick the hand. ]

uwu what's this

[pyrrhicly]

[ It would be a wonderful thing if that arm were a result of magic - of a spell he cast and had control over. Rather, it's proof that he remains hostage to a contract that saved the world while ruining his life. A fine sacrifice, and a necessary one. What worth is there in his joy if the whole world suffers for it? He would make the same trade a thousand times over if need be.

The thing who that arm belongs to knows it well.

He lurches himself upright the moment she's propped him up barely enough to do so, the hand at her face scraping its claws along her cheeks (not to draw blood, but simply to annoy) as he tears himself from his grasp to put some distance between them.

... And just like that, the arm is gone, its purpose fulfilled for now. One of Dark's normal arms lifts to point a finger almost accusingly in her direction. ]

That was the last time you will touch me without my permission. I'm not yours to play with.

[knightglow]

[ Simple Nana can take such burden away from you if you asked her, maybe if you were NICE Dark but its okay she will let you suffer knowingly because that means then shes not alone in the world. And she can be a selfish freak like that sometimes.

I mean anyway, she's totally into the multiple arm thing. Her mind wanders pondering such a erotic depiction thank god he's not a mind reader. Her own fingers run over where those nails dug into her face. Having learned of something new of the other today.]

I never thought you were mine to play with, [ Her voice, soft. Sensual. Golden cat eyes hover over toward Dark, whilst half of her face hides behind her hand. She speaks further. ] someone as handsome and strong as you could never belong to a foolish and detestable woman such as myself.

[pyrrhicly]

[ She really... really can't... it's very complicated and involves an entity that isn't so much a being as it is a manifestation of a law of the universe. Or rather, it rearranges the laws of the universe. Sometimes. On its whims. It's very complicated.

... But yes, it is certainly for the best that Dark doesn't have access to whatever fantasies run through her mind, though it would certainly disarm his extremely foul mood in favor of mortified exasperation. It's a trade. ]

I don't know if you're trying to evoke mockery against me or pity towards yourself, and I really don't care. Don't touch me.

...

And give me back my fucking cloak.

[knightglow]

[ LISTEN warrior of lights literally break all laws of possibility with probability alone. Literally told the god of timelines to fuck themselves and punched another version of themself in the face and then stopped the god of timelines from eating her timeline so they can change the future! IT IS WITHIN THEIR RESUME DONT WORRY YOURSELF. She wont touch your Eldritch Demon, shes like this at him though.

Nana reels her hand away from her own face, whirling it about as if she were a scholar teaching something. Her other arm neatly tucks beneath her elbow and she looks over to him very flatly. An unreadable expression, as she speaks. Ignoring the sense of mockery upon him, she finds it interesting that he rounds such actions and antics into this compound way.

She likes how he thinks, and wont change the idea he has over her. ]

Okay, lets make a deal as to getting your cloak back then.

[pyrrhicly]

[ His jaw clenches at her suggestion, hands balling into fists. She's infuriating. Truly and utterly enraging. ]

A deal. A deal?

[ If looks could kill, the entire zone of reality within his scope of vision - containing her - would utterly cease to exist. ]

Not ten seconds ago I said not to treat me as your plaything, and now you play keep-away with what's mine? No. I'm not interested in hearing your terms. Here's my deal. You'll give it back, or show me where it is. Then, I never want to see you again.

It's non-negotiable.

[knightglow]

Non-negotiable? I think it funny you say this when it's me who knows where your cloak isssss? [ Nana speaks a finger pressed along her check, denting it as she looks toward him rather innocently. Cooing the last of her word with a long lisp. Akin to most cat folk of her world, she looks to him but then away thinking upon it. ]

Twasss to be a simple deal after all, promising me a day full of kindness of course. I guess that is a bit too much to practice even for someone like you. [ She teases, her tail flickering about. Ears quirking forward, from time to time. Listening in to his movements, minding the distance between them and the utterance of his anger that builds between them. ]

[pyrrhicly]

A full day of kindness. To you. After you literally stole from me.

[ He's so befuddled at the absurdity of it that the venom in his eyes - at least momentarily - gives way for something blunter. ]

Are you unwell? Did you suffer a head injury that went untreated? I offer you these alternative explanations, because if those are not the case then I can only conclude you're just something of an idiot.

[knightglow]

I can wow you with the truth, once you agree to the terms~?

[ Nana states seemingly coaxing the means of this further. ]

[pyrrhicly]

I can just search for it on my own if that's your best offer. I've learned damn well to never take a deal with terms I find disagreeable.

[ He does really want his cloak back... not only is it enchanted, it's one of the few possessions he's had since his earliest adventuring days. But he won't degrade himself for it. He can sacrifice sentiment to that end.

It's kind of his recurring theme, that. ]

At least tell me this: why? Why do you find it so necessary to bother me?

[knightglow]

What a prickly little cactaur you are. The cloak is outside drying, whom ever had the bright idea to wash it for you left it out to dry.

[ The most obvious and simple answer, hopefully it didnt wash out the enchantment. She lets out a warm chortle, the sort that escapes when an elderly women seems to be passing the awkward conversation off. ]

Why do you think I am bothering you? That is your opinion not my own.

[pyrrhicly]

And what a prick you're turning out to be.

[ --he says, in spite of the fact that she just explained the kindness she had attempted to bestow upon him. ]

I don't care how good your intentions were - what's mine is mine. It's not for you to take, or touch, or handle, or do anything with. You take my things, you grab me whenever the fancy seems to strike you, and then you try and pretend like I'm the one who's in the wrong?

[ He strides forward, jabbing a finger at her, just shy of poking her in the chest. ]

Would you appreciate it if I did that to you?

[ oh no ]

[knightglow]

I never made claim to it? It was never mine to begin with? Had I ever said it was mine what so ever? I never said you were wrong or right? [ Nana states cooing these questions all the while adjusting her shirt rather calmly. She ignores the question and then points out toward the door. ]

Are you going to get the cloak you so desperately wanted or?

[pyrrhicly]

[ He opens his mouth to snap back at her, to ridicule her, to tell her that no one is this obtuse--




no one is this obtuse.

Reawakened anger simmers down again, making room for a glare that almost seems to cast newfound suspicion upon her before he silently turns to stalk towards the door.

What the hell is her game? ]

[knightglow]

?

[ Nana looks over to him with that little question mark popping over her head. Though with her eyes moved toward the window she watches him clamor over to get his cloak hanging gently outside and smelling of fine cotton. Never anything taken with a well of scent - just clean. Warmed by the sun light outside. ]

[pyrrhicly]

[ He takes his time in looking his cloak over, tracing his fingers along the fabric along a faint pattern sewed into the inside. It still seems to hold its enchantment - he knew that a simple wash wouldn't undo it, but it's not like he knew before that nothing else was done to it. He simultaneously believes in the overall good of people, and yet trusts almost no one.

One of his many walking contradictions.

She'll see him throw the cloak on over his shoulders (regardless of how warm it is or is not, outside), and...






I mean.

He has his cloak.

Why stick around.

He's leaving.

Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ]

Rey || Star Wars || F/M

[talentedscavenger]

[The one getting their hand kissed...and wondering what is going on.]

Tsukino Usagi || Sailor Moon Crystal || OTA

[moonlightshine]

[The one getting their hand kissed.]

Helga Pataki | Hey Arnold! / The Patakis | OTA

[oldbetsy]

[A teenage AU based on the concept for The Patakis.

Feel free to be as dramatic as you like with this.]

Na'na Niall | FF14 wol(Nonwol)╱🐈OC | Ota | M/F

[knightglow]

Albedo | Genshin Impact | ota

[princepscretaceus]

The Child | The Mandalorian

[coomaster]

[ ooc; ota, nothing romantic, just silly cute business here, thank you! ]

mayuko shiraki | fruits basket | m/f

[daisensei]

chiaki nanami | super dangan ronpa 2 | m/f

[cheatcoded]

iris | ace attorney | m/f

[gentleblossom]

Monika || Doki Doki Literature Club || OTA

[peninhand]

Genya Safin | Grishaverse | ota

[safine]

[ Either role. ]

Melot | Tristan & Isolde | ota

[gaiscioch]

Alina Starkov | Grishaverse | f/m

[starkovs]

Byleth Eisner | Fire Emblem: Three Houses | OTA

[dst]

(Voice testing! Fine with any route & can do pre-/post-timeskip (canonpoint))

Daenerys Targaryen | ASOIAF | f/m

[ifilookback]

Xena: Warrior Princess | Gabrielle | f/f

[battlebard]

alina starkov (grishaverse)

[solnishka]

michiru kaioh | sailor moon

[deepreflection]

[Hand being kissed]

Percy De Rolo | Critical Role | ota

[baron_badass]

Prince Maric Theirin | Dragon Age: The Stolen Throne | OTA

[sovereigned]

Lio Fotia | Promare | M/M

[blazingburnish]

chilka (fairy ranmaru) • ota

[havefallen]

( the one kissing hands, likely for an evil purpose. voicetesting, and definitely OTA buuuuut would probably need to work out something with cross-canon simply because the kisses are nefarious. )

Nico Acosta | OC | M/F

[anoranza]

Evie Montgomery | OC | OTA

[la_bonne_chose]