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♔ !!!

⸗ nonsexual acts of intimacy҉

HIS HAND PUSHED HIS BEDROOM DOOR AJAR, enough to have a look inside. She’d disappeared for a few moments, walked out under toilet ‘ pretences. ‘  Our demon hunter stood for a moment, puzzled && above all else curious, why was she wearing his clothes??  We weren’t only talking of a coat for a rainy day, but also a shirt underneath it whilst modelling in front of a standup mirror.  

‘’ You probably noticed this isn’t the restroom. ‘’  It could be kept as a secret, but that glint in his eye made it evident that he ‘secretly’ liked seeing her outlines in his apparel.  It suited her, made him feel somewhat ‘dominant’ that she was wearing something which was HIS.  

No aggravation accompanied those notes which slipped past his lips, although Akira did remain gazing ‘constantly’, waiting for an answer. ‘’  Do you like that jacket? ‘’

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‘’  That sort of ‘big’ looks good on you. ‘’  An oversized linen shirt, that’s all she apparently wore today.  He couldn’t deny it suited her, made curves && skin tints accentuate a little harder against white fabric; an eye candy.  She needed an opinion as to how she looked for her partner, hence Akira decided to give it bluntly and truthfully.  

‘’  I don’t see why the guy would say no, go to him like that.  You’ll work magic. ‘’ Feral eyes averted to a rather large trench coat, it didn’t take him a second thought to grab it and toss it her way.  It landed on the chair stationed aside her thigh. ‘’  Wear that on top, no one will notice until you get there. ‘’  

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He sat on the edge of the chair closest to his acquaintance, closest to Envy to be precise. Akira seemed almost lost in that single serving: a bowl of strawberry frost shared for two.  Childlike behaviour, something so unbelievably rare displayed itself in his carefree expression.  ‘’ Hn, are you sure this is the right dessert? ‘’ 

Gripping a spoon && scooping a portion, pearly teeth chomped fiercely at icy goodness —- his gravest mistake.  Instantly feral eyes widened, wide, very WIDE akin to space saucers usually discovered in black skies.  Chilling frostbites erupted across his robust skin, propping tiniest hairs skywards.  

If Envy had a phone??  It would be in his best interest to record all of this, probably it was bound to be his last chance. ‘’ Argh! ‘’ Immediately he paralyzed, a statue of mass which defied any gusts of wind currently passing by.   Akira stubbornly fought against brain freeze without shedding a single tear, he could’ve sworn that demon bites and scratches gave him less pain than this !

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♗ Gabs

⸗ nonsexual acts of intimacy҉

It was dark outside by the time they’d arrived back to her apartment. It could have been considered his home, but it wasn’t, it wouldn’t be really his home when considering her safety.  Every time Akira closed his eyes, even when resting by her sofa, he could reminisce on how good life used to be —- free, easy, fleeting.  In his absence of mind, he never realized how she had fallen asleep, cheek against his lap, bathed beneath gentle lights slipping out from a shifting T.V screen.  

His eyes turned downwards, hazel rivers met her delicate sun-kissed hair: messy waves, mirroring aspects of a spider’s web.  It suited her beauty, it made what was but a sleeping expression —- angelic.  A slender yet strong finger traced across her caramel skin, traversing an ocean of silky softness until those sprawled locks of hair had been tucked behind her hear.   

She could stay like this a little longer, it gave him a sense of peace; God no longer looked upon his tarnished soul so this ‘peace’ would be but a memory for his mind to retain.  ‘’ Goodnight. ‘’ He murmured, feral gaze averting into the flickering images, letting her sleep tight till morning whispered her name once more.  

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nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes ♕ : Holding hands ♖ : Having their hair washed by your muse ♗ : Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap. ♘ : Cuddling in a blanket fort ♙ : Sharing a bed ♚ : Head scratches ♛ : Sharing a dessert ♜ : Shoulder rubs ♝ : Reading a book together ♞ : Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which) ♟ : Patching up a wound ♤ : Taking a bath together ♧ : Your muse playing with their hair ♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together ♢ : Forehead or cheek kisses ♠ : Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc. ♣ : Back scratches ♥ : Your muse crying about something ♦ : Slow dancing

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◤ LITTLE SHIT ◢·:

               “  ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ TRIP & DIE ♥  “   

Those words ----- they struck a nerve, brutally.  In a moment of rapid fluidity, Akira burst after this ‘thug’ in a mad sprint.  Their game was on, no one to stop nor bend any rules, it was a vicious and ‘mutual’ play of chase and only time would tell. ‘’  Come here you little shit ! ‘’

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 ◤ MERMAID? ◢·:

       BROWN eyes,  the mirror image of a startled doe’s ,  stare up from their space underneath the murky water.  some may say the  water is  FOUL,   but  that is simply to her, reminiscent of home.     estuaries are where the salt meets the FRESH,  & so the textures are muddled.

                  even THROUGH the gloom however, his stance makes him stand out, & so she peers up, innocent expression painted across freckled features as she lifts her hand up to the glass to catch his attention.  @f-udo.

A gasp --- it slithered, unannounced && muted amidst a sea of grey suits.  Could it be real ??  Perhaps a fantasy, even a ploy to lure those whose minds drifted betwixt fantasy && escapism altogether.  Our demon hunter ceased, paralyzed in wonder, his perception of reality couldn’t piece together this fabrication before him; she was something supernatural and his desire to explore grew untethered. 

Distance diving them apart diminished, it became something less, his arrival to this glass permitted his soul windows to examine better.  She was now beneath a magnifying glass, of sorts.  ‘’ Huh, is this how far propaganda goes? ‘’ As a spectator, he waited for something now more radical to breach his ‘benchmark’ of expectations.  

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“That’s right, I’m giving you a few seconds                  to run.  Pray to God I don’t catch ‘you’  “

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◤ STRANGER ◢·:

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The problem Nugget had with receiving sudden business trips was that she tended to forget to pack things. This time around, in her rush to get to the airport, she ended up accidentally leaving behind her work phone behind at the previous hotel she was staying in. That phone had the ability to make calls, text, and use data while she was in Japan, and it would always help her find her way around as it gave her directions as she walked to her destination.

This predicament forced her to have to use directions she printed out to get her to her hotel after her very long and sudden flight. All was well until a sudden gust of wind Blew the papers out of her hand.

“No no no!” 

She was so caught up in trying to catch at least one of the papers that she did not notice the guy in her path until she bumped into him. 

City life could be at times cumbersome ---- even for a ‘hero’.  A gentle tap of another purchased his interest, summoning feral eyes to peer downhill into a small silhouette.  Flustered && lost in her plethora of tricks, evidently, Akira gathered that she had messed up in some manner and now couldn’t resolve this difficulty.  

Luckily enough for her, a few pages floated by, kissed by narrow streams of wind and his strong hand caught them by their very tip; lucky for some, Akira was cursed && blessed with odd karma.  ‘’ Looking for these? ‘’ A husky voice echoed, masculine and rather young, yet calmly enough not to emit aggression or let alone intimidation due to his demonic influence.  ‘’ You’re going to get yourself run over, running around like that. ‘’  

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【 ⛧ 】 ______________________________

❝Fuckin’ hellfire…I’ve heard from the grapevine that this joint is BUSTLING with “strange” activity, but all I see here is a bunch of drunk bastards! Just some regular ‘ol club for lonely scum. What a waste of time. Come on, Akira, let’s get outta here. I’m sure we can find ACTUAL demonic activity somewhere else.❞

Guess not every night club can be a Black Sabbath. His sources need to get their shit together before sending him out to shady locations. The blond scanned the scene one last time to make sure no one is being possessed before turning on his heel swiftly to head towards the exit. When noticing Akira wasn’t initially following him, he spoke over his shoulder.

❝I’m thinkin’ maybe we can stake out instead. Sound good? Gotta make sure not to fall behind on our hunting.❞

@sonofthemxrning cont.

Voices of reason weren't always enough, sadly for Ryo?  Akira seemingly enjoyed this place.  It had a right level of sinful atmosphere, yet not enough to make it repulsive.  Alcohol, a sea of appealing women, booming lights and rather hypnotic music that soothed that beastly necessity inside.  Instead of rejoining his partner in crime, he ventured further inside this enormous establishment, snatching a bottle out from a dancing man.  

This place wasn’t a Sabbath alright, but, it was NEARLY like one.  Why not chill out, give it some time and wait for things to sour up??  He can still vividly remember that night, where the blond instigated it all and this feeling brought a sickening smile to a boy once pure.  ‘’  COME ON RYO. ‘’  He shouted, voice piercing past bodies as he submerged and almost disappeared out of sight.  ‘’ I’m having an itch for violence. ‘’ Now THAT part of the sentence had been omitted ---- if only Ryo was aware of Akira’s true intentions.  

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◤ WOW ?? ◢··:

🌺🔪;; ━   “What  ‘BOYFRIEND’?”  She  asked,  before  suddenly   S  H  O  V  I  N  G   the  unaware  man  straight  into  traffic  &  right  against  an  incoming  bus;  never  least  glancing  back.  “Do  you  see  anyone  else  here, darling….~  ?”  

What the literal FUCK had just transpired??  His hormones were trapped in a vicious cycle, lost between ‘horny ‘and ‘disturbed; she was one messed up ‘black widow’.  Blatantly his feral gaze became pacified, ceaselessly staring into her crazed expression --- who  W A S  this girl?  Didn’t she care about the police?  About those few PEOPLE who gasped and saw it all?  ‘’ Uh . . . ‘’  She didn’t need rescuing, obviously that poor man under the bus needed it.  ‘’ What . . . just happened? ‘’

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"What? Did you want a real kiss?" Gabriella watched him, a shy smile graced her glossed tiers. "I think chocolate is just as good." She tapped her index finger upon his lips for a moment before settling her hands to her hips. "A-Also.. if you wanted a kiss its not like I could reach anyways."

Action so sweet, it brought a promising && sincere beam till a canine protruded a little.  In stubborn defiance, Akira’s muscular arms crossed, adamantly towering over her rather shorter silhouette. ‘’ That’s surprising, coming from you. ‘’ He didn’t sincerely believe a thought so ‘intimate’ ever crossed her mind, yet again, who was he to judge?  ‘’ Need a chair to change your opinion? ‘’ Rear gently rested against her kitchen table, his mood had improved with that slight hint of ‘playfulness’.  Watching her becoming flustered, it was better than drenching his hands in ‘sin’ sometimes.  

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‘I’m NOT on my period !’ She raised her voice, looking up from her screen only to pout. Her lower lip puckered in a frown, clutching her phone tightly between manicured fingertips. The girl would let out a disgruntled sigh, ‘You just take up too much room. It gives me no opportunity to spread out.’

‘’ Yeah, I figured. ‘’  Of course, he had as per usual, he was only teasing her. Someone with a keen sense of smell, if she were on her period??  His ‘amplified’ radar would have caught that scent. ‘’ I meant your attitude towards me, I’m not your school bud. ‘’  Leg crossed over another, feral gaze deadpanned solely on her T.V screen. ‘’  If you want me to go, just spit it out. ‘’  Assertive he exclaimed, knowing all too well that there were only two answers; subconsciously he already knew, hence why he didn’t make himself too comfortable.

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◤ STRANGER ◢·:

He was right, even though she did not want to believe it, she could already feel his soul slowly slipping from his body. His ghostly wails of pain as he’s slowly dying echoing in her ears only. He won’t even last five minutes. And yet instead of feeling relief wash over her she feels a sense of dread settle deep in her gut. A vengeful and dirty soul like his was bound to attract demons. Nasty ones. If they left now what if a demon possesses his dying body and then wreaks havoc on any helpless unsuspecting citizen? She couldn’t bear the thought. 

“Thank you but… It doesn’t really feel right to leave him there like that.” She stops firm in her tracks refusing to let his arm pull her along with surprising strength from a woman of her size. “I’m sorry, you saved me and I’m really grateful for that but can we wait at least until he actually–um, passes on?” She could hear his soul even louder now. He was angry, yelling and spitting curses in their direction. All he’s missing now is just a bright neon sign asking demons to come possess him at this point. “I just–It might sound weird but I have a bad feeling about this.”

Whoever in heaven willing to lend an ear, please let this bad feeling be nothing more than just paranoia.

'' . . . ?!? ''

What in God's holy name??  Her strength, it seemed almost unbelievable. Akira's feral gaze narrowed in her general direction, peering in astonishment and bafflement.  It clarified itself, she wasn't human or let alone weak, could it have been that she had baited this demon purposely??  Slowly, gently, a protective grasp relinquished its parenting devotion; he too had to stare at what was once a motionless body.  

That creature wearing human skin, it twitched ---- even after the Holy Father's breath of life vacated.  If she wished to witness what was about to happen, Akira wouldn't stop her, perhaps it was best that the truth is revealed, so she too may understand that human warfare is nothing but a slither of chaos. '' Alright, see it with your own eyes. ''  He affirmed, silhouette stepping back and resting against a large trash container belonging to the local community.  

It was here and now that she witnessed how a lifeless body began to morph, skin bubbling as if gas and pus desperately clawed for release.  His eyeballs gouged out, skin tore apart, revealing a creature of nightmares: eight feet tall, iron muscle, multiple heads, multiple limbs and an appetite that no buffet could satiate.  This is what Akira anticipated and whilst it caused no fear to him?? 

Listening to a newborn baby demon’s bellow so viciously roaring still forced dormant memories of past battles to wake. '' This is what walks between all of us every day, this is what I kill every day to prevent people from suffering.   Show me what you can do --- ''  His sentence cut short, unsure if she'd be willing in joining the Devilman Army against these fiends of another plane.