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@bindedcurse       (    ♱    )      (The clothes settle in his hands,  the weight resting comfortably.  It was nice,  but he knew this wasn’t cheap from the fabric alone.)    I will,  thank you.    (He doesn’t have any hesitation,  his shop was already closed and they were in the recluse of his personal space.  The tattooist slides his simple,  grey shirt on.  Sliding on the silken fabric,  the colours that matched Akeru’s attire.  A not—so subtle way to brand what was his,  eyes lift to meet the brothel owner.)    How does it look,  Akeru?

"  how polite,  and so humble.  " ⠀nevertheless,  one would beg to differ.  in fact,  it was but a measly thing.  it's only fitting to reward those who are dedicated,  no?⠀ "   hopefully i've got your measurements correctly.  you can try them on,  if you wish. "

@bindedcurse      (    ♱    )      I still don’t understand.    (Though despite his confusion,  Helia would still accept it with ease.  It’s a gift after all,  and it would be wrong to refuse it.)    I don’t believe I’ve done anything to earn it.

@bindedcurse       (    ♱    )      Perfect,  then I’d love to go out on a date with you.    (For such a cold,  distant person.  Helia’s pleasant nature of being honest,  and a smile that draws on his lips when his hand presses against the cool material of the front counter.)    Any ideas?  I’d love to know.

well,  the question was certainly direct⸺⠀ "  i am.  "⠀ though the words that faltered from the tattooist’s lips made him muse.⠀ "  no issue there.  what kind of man would i be if i don't provide for something so simple as that?  "

@bindedcurse      (    ♱    )      Are you asking me out on a date,  Areku?    (A brow rises,  finally setting his supplies back down onto the tatami mats before grey irises lift to meet the other’s.)    Only if you’re paying.

@bindedcurse    *   it was on purpose teehee

@WETBLADES    *   Stop hurting me!

@kondakus     *    The loml 

＊     U  tell  Me

@kondakus      *    WHO tf is Goe Joe

@DISSECTHIM      ＊      Well,  i can’t really control that.  Now can i?  You could always look away.    (A hum,  lulling his head towards the side.  Blue irises slowly flicker to look up at the ravenette.  The moment the villain’s hand touched his jaw,  a subconscious purr escapes.  Gaze flutters shut,)    Of course not.  Yet,  despite all my efforts in making you comfortable you still find some way to be mean.  Cruel,  even.    (Lips curl into a small pout,  face shifting to have his mouth press against the centre of the other’s palm.  Eyes narrow,  delight in his eyes.)

⠀ ⠀ ⠀they're   too   bright,   especially   at   night.   *   he says in a casual tone while somewhat giving a small smile of amusement.    *       oh    please,   if   you   call  them  and   they   find   out   my   location  within your   home,   they'll   jump   to  conclusion  that   the   great    "cat"   hero    has    been   conspiring   with   me.  *     he says with a chuckle voice, while his crimson eyes staring up at the hero as his slender finger reach out to grab him by the jaw in a tight grasp.     *        do   you   want   that   hero?

@DISSECTHIM       You don’t like them at all?    (Blue irises flicker over to the ravenette.  Ears flick with distaste,)    I’m going to report you,  get outtttt!  Before I call the police for a home invader 

@DISSECTHIM        ＊       When did you get them?    (A bit of panic settles into his chest.  Eyes widen,  lips press together when his own wrists are bound together.  Frustrated smile settles on him,  nose scrunching just slightly.)    Are you sure?  The beds have gotten better.  I requested for better accommodations as well.    (A groan escapes his lips,  pain given to the roots of his hair.  Chin tilted up,  and he can’t help but scoff at the other’s actions.  Just what was he playing at?)    Or what,  you’ll cut off my tail?    (Head tilts,  eyebrow rises,)    I’d certainly like to see you try.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀*     boukyaku raised a brow to their tone but he was also unexpecting to be grabbed by his waist and be pulled in, especially by their tail. he thought it was a odd way of pulling someone but then again, he shouldn't be surprise by this particular hero's behaviour.    *     you   mean   these?   *    he said, holding up the hero's hand cuff's that he had sneakily took off him without him noticing. before he could even react, boukyaku hand cuffed the hero's wrist together,  click!    *         thanks for the invite but i'm afraid  i   must   decline,   my   work  is   not   done   yet   hero.    *    his voice soothing in a low amused tone with his hand patting the hero's cheek before suddenly grabbing his white messy hair. tugging it back roughly,  *        i   have   no   reason   to   kill   or   use  force   on   you,   so   unwrap   your   tail  around   me   and   i   promise   to   not   harm   you.

@DISSECTHIM      Oh,  come on!  After all I just did,  you’re not the least bit impressed?    (Ears flatten against the mess of white hair.  Blue irises slide over to the villain,  long tail flicks until it wraps around the ravenette's waist.  Pulling him in,  with a lot of strength at that.)    I’ve gotta bring you into custody too,  ya know.  You’re a villain too,  after all.  (⁀ᗢ⁀)  Where are my hand cuffs??

@DISSECTHIM      ＊      As they say?    (Subconsciously,  Hyousei’s ears flicker.  The idea of people talking about him in poor taste,  well,  he’s not really surprised.  The hero's made a couple enemies in his days,  so they were probably just one of them.  Either they were jealous,  or they were /jealous/.  He pays no attention,  a mindless hum escaping before lips draw into an outstretched grin.)    Guess you really are obsessed with me,  huh?  You really shouldn’t listen to rumours though.    (The other must have let their guard down,  because the rope loosens just slightly.  However,  ‘just slightly’ was enough for the platinum blonde to wriggle his way out of it.  He was lanky,  long,  languid.  So it doesn’t take his agile nature to break free with much struggle,  like a cat eyeing a toy.  The man is already pushing the other,  the two toppling down as he stares down at him with a grin.  Blue eyes glow,)    Are you going to kill me?    (Tail flickers from side to side.  Left,  right,  left  right.  The piece of him attached to his body lightly brushing against the spike pointed at his back side,  teasingly at that.  Eyes curling with mock delight,  the corners crinkling.)    Or is this a hostage situation?  Are you trying to get All—might into the fight—  (?)  or was this just personal fun.

⠀ ⠀ no,   i   just   wanted   to  test  if   you   really   are   dumb  as   they  say.      *     he  says while looking up at him, hanging from the blood rope he made out of his body.    *     for   an   animal   quirk,   i   had   high   hopes   you  weren't...  how   low  of   me.

@DISSECTHIM            I wouldn’t say it’s the best,  but—    (As if he was really contemplating.  A hand settles beneath his chin,)    It’s manageable.  Is this your way of torturing me?