𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

yeah?   and can i pick where? 

@myvampyr ,
            
            tell you what,  [another lengthy kiss,  his hands find her hips]  we get a nice fancy dinner afterwards.  my treat. 

[ her arms wrap around his neck as she pulls him in for another, longer, kiss. ] 　not even a little bit.   chop - chop dog boy.

i know,  right?   i had it sharpened and everything. 　[ a huff before laying into his lap, letting their hands intertwine. ] 　but you said you love it when i hurt you ..

@myvampyr ,
            
            do you know / how many / times i have died for you?  oh,  and don’t forget how much blood i ‘donated’.  [his eyes follow the dropped drill]  that’s heavy duty…

[ a long pause as she drops the drill, not caring when it tumbles off his bed. ] 　how could you possibly show your loyalty to me without dying for me?

i know, that's what i'm saying. take your time, i'll enjoy my last few moments with my mane. 

@belittlings ,
            
            oh yeah,  it’s a damn storm here.  [chuckling,  he tousles the other’s hair and squints]  i mean,  don’t say i didn’t warn you.  i gotta grab my scissors.  hang tight. 

are you busy? feel like trimming me up right now? ( he flashes a grin, tugging the cap off his head, ) look at me, man. i look like a.. crazy lion. this is desperate times. 

@lacrymosas ,
            
            oh gosh,  tell me about it.  we get free food,  at least i think it’s free,  and all this space,  / and / a nice view.  (…)  could you imagine if we got stuck up like in those old westerns?  train robbers!  ‘put ‘em in the bag’ and all that jazz.  

/ curious ! 

/   bonding or tension (you should breakup with your lover)

/  kisses ur cheek lovingly 

@crims0nblack ,
            
            sylvia,  you’re a ray of sunshine today.  i’ve been  …  okay.  not terrible,  though.  you hanging in there alright? 

i dunno, dude. it sure seems like past you had a hankering. maybe you were wasted? if applicable? i do that sometimes-- eat a bunch of shit outta my fridge and then wonder where it went. 

@belittlings ,
            
            i just can’t freakin’ remember when i ate them…!  [he turns to him,  mouth agape in surprise before he’s staring ahead,  thinking.  after a full ten seconds,  he goes back to searching.  one hand pushes through his mess of hair]  there’s no way.  i know i forget things easily but / food /?  /  candy /?  no way.  

( he cracks a smile at the effort, then starts laughing at the consistent string of failures and curses, ) you know what? it's okay, man. clearly you needed them then. desperate times, i get it. 

@testedsoul
            
            Sylvia let out a small laugh, shaking her head. “Well, Vincent, I’ll take your word for it, for now. But I think I’ll reserve judgment until I see this ‘grouchy’ side myself.” She met his gaze without hurry.
            “Besides, you don’t seem grouchy to me. Just worn thin. That happens to people who’ve gone too long without being cared for, I’m slyvia”
            
            / ooo thank you!! I am honored!

@crims0nblack ,
            
            “apothecary,  huh?”  vince accepted the mug,  sniffing for a second before taking a long drink from it.  the warmth of the liquid going down his throat filled his entire being;  body and mind.  something about it,  the gentleness in both taste and being offered filled him with some odd feeling he had not felt in weeks.  what was it?  care? 
            
            “that’s actually pretty good.  thank you.”  meeting her eyes,  he’d squint a bit before blinking and saying,  “vincent,  by the way.  that or grouchy asshole is acceptable.” 
            
            /  gasp  :0  i knight thee as pookie protector  

@testedsoul
            
            She noticed the tired slump of his shoulders and the way his words seemed to drag from him. Quietly, she stepped back into the cabin, poured warm milk into a cup, and stirred in a touch of honey. Returning, she held it out to him
            .
            “You don’t need to have it all figured out,” she said softly, meeting his eyes. “Sometimes… not knowing is enough. I’m an apothecary..this will help you rest tonight, even if the world feels uncertain.”
            
            Her smile was gentle, steady, and patient, letting him feel that, at least here, he could simply be.
            
            / you have unknowingly unlocked the I must protect pookie level in me ):

@hawkism ,
            
            why am i always on the verge of death again with you?  i’ll let it slide,  only because i got this.  [the handgun is revealed from under his shirt,  tucked into his waistband]  one idiot dropped it. 

no..!  i mean...  they were here for me.  i didn’t think it would go that far,  i swear.  

@hawkism ,
            
            just / peachy /.  by ‘pressing’,  you meant like a hydraulic press,  right?