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you're not human though,  are you?

*        pspsps

/  meow

️                      ପ @plagasearch
                      she’d watched his face with the same amount of intensity she’d given him during every other part of this little interaction.  memorizing his features and watching for any minute changes that may indicate surprise,  or fear,  or even intrigue to her little flame ..  however,  there was nothing to spot.  and calico is unsure if she’s happy about that or not,  regardless though,  he deserves praise for schooling his face so well.  
                     ,, ,  “  i think i can take a guess at what that may mean and if i’m right,  i might just have to make it a wish come true.  ”  the biker then reaches out to poke at his cheek real lightly,  heeled boots clicking against the front of her barstool.  “  just be careful,  sugar.  it’s not nice to give a crazy some false hope.  fly too close to this sun and i may start looking into ropes.  ”  

@anvell- 
            
            “ gracias .  been craving one all day .  ” relief filled luis’ veins yet again , just a beat before grabbing for his lighter— those same hazel hues widened some in surprise .  how.. why.. did the other light that ?  either he’s far too drunk or going crazy , instead of freaking  out he reasoned with himself and instead brought the said cigarette to his lips .  “ for me you say ?  oh..  you’re too kind .  ” humming as smoke was blown out , relaxing .  “ azúcar .  if we’re thinking about ANYTHING to call me  ,  how’s about..  ¿ el mío ? i’d say that’s perfectly more fitting for me .  ” smugness rolled off his aura ; as if coming naturally , and perhaps it was .  honestly he could hardly remember the last rime he’d ever had this much fun with anyone else .
            
            / rizz contest .

️                      ପ @plagasearch
                      “  feel free to smoke. ”  she tells him,  setting her glass down and lifting her pointer finger into the air pointed at the ceiling.  a second or two flying by before a small blue flame ignites at the tip of her finger.  it blazes at the crux of her freakishly long black painted nail,  and oh so casually does she hold it towards the end of his cigarette before he can light it himself.  and then the flame is gone just as fast  ..  what kind of creature has luis stumbled upon.
                   “  and no,  trust me if i wanted praise i’d be sure to just say so.  these words i’m asking about are for  /  you  /,  sugar.  ”  the being continues to smile,  a mischievous expression making home on dollish features.  “  though the more i think about it,  the more i think sugar is perfectly fitting for ya’.  what’s it in spanish?  ” 
            
               /;  me when they rizz each other up 

️                      ପ @humorguarded
                    ,,  like a pearl found lonely by a sea side shore,  a small treasure sunken deep into the heart of a milky and shimmery clam —  said eyes dance flippantly across the mini map in nimble hands.  there’s a smooth looking texture expanding across where an iris and pupil should be,  almost making it appear like skin rather than an eye.  with long black lashes framing the jewels embedded in her skull.  calico nods slowly before lifting her gaze to him instead  ..  staring into his very being does she process his face,  gestures and the like.
                   ,,  it’s unclear if she’s teasing him,  or just genuinely finds it cute,  but after hearing him stumble a tad the woman can’t help but smile.  honeysuckle painted lips pull into a fanged grin  —  eyes curling into half moons against the force.  she doesn’t say much,  but when she does,  her tone is low and calm.  almost sultry by nature.  “  thank you kindly,  dear.  and i’m sorry if i caught you at a bad time  ..  ”  she then points in the direction he’d come from,  a questioning look on her face.  does she want to know where he’d come from?  where he’s going?

️                      ପ @DECElVING
                   and without missing a beat,  the hybrid of a woman snatches the dirty rag from him,  quickly replacing it with another more durable one.   pristinely clean,  though it’s unsure of here it even came from  ..  especially considering there’s a twin in her other hand.
                  ,,  “  you’ll ruin your blade if you use a sullied piece of flimsy cloth to clean it.  ”  she tells him casually,  iris-less eyes dragging acutely over his figure.  “  you look like you have something to say,  spit it out would ya’?  ”

️                      ପ @stellarmara 
                   .. .  “  i guess the most plausible answer would be that i taught myself,  but even that feels like a bit of a stretch.  ”  the rider revs her bike with pride,  chest puffing like that a proud lioness with the stroke of her ego.  ah  ..  what has he started?  “  would you like to give her a spin,  good sir?  she doesn’t bite,  not worse than i do.  ” 

@anvell- |
                      [   that smile —  giyu knew all too well what it meant.  she was scheming something —  and her schemes usually meant he was going to be teased in some way.  the hashira braced himself , stiffening and jolting at all her jabs and prods to his sides.   ]      sa —-
            
                      [   he choked back his words as he gulped down his laughter , twisting in her grasp as the angel ruthlessly tickled him , small squeaks that were very unlike his nature leaving him.  how did he even end up like this..  the ravenette should have known that his lover would stubbornly insist in taking her reward and oh - so cruelly tickle him.  each one of her attacks left him breathless and peals of laughter were beginning to slip past his guard —   ]      i —  h - ha ha — !  i give up!  you win , sa —  ha —- !

️                      ପ @tidalinqs 
                   .. .  a grin that could have been categorized as pure evil stretched across dollish features without shame.  the grip she has on the renowned man not budging even remotely —  in fact,  somehow,  she pins him more. an attempt to cease his squirming.  
                 ,,  “  uh oh,  giyuu,  what is this?!  ”  comes her rhetorical ask,  considering how she continues to poke and prod at his sides,  exactly where he produces the most reaction.  proud of herself,  the onslaught of tickle attack sets itself into full motion.  minute pinches now doubling down in efforts,  fully tickling him.  saphoriel would not be herself though if she did not torture the more man more —  she alternates between sides.  from right to left,  tomioka has little chance to catch a break.  “  admit i win and i might let you go.  ”

@anvell- |
                      [   once again giyu found himself succumbing to the angel's uncanny ability to have him lay limp for her , suddenly too weakened to break free.  this hashira who slayed more demons than bridges he had crossed , falling into his lover's trap like prey —  it was not new among their dynamic.   ]
                      [   his limits were being tested , his usual monotonous voice taking an edge as he bit back his noises of restraint.   ]      ah —  h —  saph , saphoriel —  not ticklish ,,      [   though his body begged to differ , jolting everytime her fingers poked against his sides , lips quivering , threatening to curl into a giddy smile.   ]      gck —  saphoriel!

@anvell-,⠀   &&. ⠀⠀"i   think   i   just   became   your   biggest   fan.   "   he   replied,   tilting   his   head   with   a   slight   grin.   "goading   your   way   here?   impressive.   i'll   keep   that   in   mind   if   i   ever   want   to   switch   career   paths.   "

️                      ପ @bIoodrun 
                   “  you want the honest answer?  ”  the dullahan asks,  though they’ve already decided to disclose their oh so sacred secret — opening the box of lies.  or truths.  it’s hard to tell. 
                 .. .  “  i stole my first bike,  crashed it,  and then vowed to never make that mistake again.  oh,  and goading your way onto a race track is quite easy if you push the right buttons.  ”