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💋 (imperfect beepers because why not?) [From RoadRollingIntensifies, breing a side blog and all.]

Let’s Share Some Kisses Meme!

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“OH man! Yer a’ pretty dude! Lemme.. Uh.. Fix myself up here..”

“Yeah okay! Al’ight, sugar lips! Pucker up!” 

And without the aid of lips himself, Imperfect booped his beak against Dios mouth. That’s how kisses work, right? Yeah, they have to for him. Unless someone wants a mouth full of Imperfect..? but in all honesty, no one does.

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The vampire laughed to himself, though it was more akin cackle. “Very good, my imperfect insectoid~” His hand rubbed the very leftmost tip of the bugman’s green crest, fingers running across the tip smoothly. Really it wasn’t in the slightest, but he’d dealt with that hag Enya and her son. DIO saw the abomination of genes as easy pickings.

“Now tell me, my dear palette of fighters... have you heard of the Joestars?” The blonde vampire questioned, smooth words leaving his lips with only the most manipulative intent to them. 

[inthebusinessofmisery]

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“Human curiosity, such an odd evolutionary quirk… It has driven so many to their… untimely demise.” A voice rung out, sounding as if the tongue that crafted it was composed of pure malice, though, for some strange reason, soothing.

“And yet it persists. Like a wine stain upon fine silk. Though, I would not call humanity… fine.” After the speech was spoken a horrifying sound chimed throughout, akin to a water melon being crushed, though more… visceral.

And here he stood, all of the sudden body casting a long and slender shadow over the already dark staircase. His face was concealed within the darkness but still gave off a menacing glare, even with his back to her. Among the silence a dripping sound emanated from his left side, if one was paying close attention they would have seen a dull liquid running slowly off his left hand. Drip. Drip. Drip. It was too thick to be water.

“Welcome to my humble abode. Don’t let your curiosity get the better of you.”

The scent was too familiar, and it only seemed to make her squeeze the bear tighter against her chest.

“I’m so sorry…I know it isn’t right of me to enter unannounced, I feel horrible already. But…I was told to come here.” She stepped further, the gaze from the distance burning deep into her soul. 

“I will…leave if you want me to…but I’m only looking for my father.”

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“Oh no, I implore you. Come in. We must all learn from our mistakes.” He spoke, figure not seeming to move, as if he were a Grecian statue depicting one of their many deities, every muscle to fine detail, truly the summit of ‘human’ figure.

“But what gave you the slightest idea you would find your father here?” He asked, in a rather snarky tone, though still holding the same air of menacing he had kept about him since he first spoke to her. That being one of absolute terror. But a special variety, that left one in such awe that they could not rend their eyes from his presence.

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“Is…this the place…?”

The sun had set fully, night time was when she enjoyed thriving…considering it’s how she survived. But this location was something she was drawn to…perhaps that long awaited search would finally end.

The door slowly opened, and in stepped the young girl, tightly holding onto her teddy bear. A large area in the center of a desert in Cairo. It…seemed to off for Adelhied to just trespass in this area with consent from no one…mother taught you better Adelhied!

She walked in further, overlooking her surroundings before letting her voice out.

“Hello…? Is anyone here…? I don’t mean to trespass, but…we’ll say someone asked me to come here!”

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“Human curiosity, such an odd evolutionary quirk… It has driven so many to their… untimely demise.” A voice rung out, sounding as if the tongue that crafted it was composed of pure malice, though, for some strange reason, soothing.

“And yet it persists. Like a wine stain upon fine silk. Though, I would not call humanity… fine.” After the speech was spoken a horrifying sound chimed throughout, akin to a water melon being crushed, though more… visceral.

And here he stood, all of the sudden body casting a long and slender shadow over the already dark staircase. His face was concealed within the darkness but still gave off a menacing glare, even with his back to her. Among the silence a dripping sound emanated from his left side, if one was paying close attention they would have seen a dull liquid running slowly off his left hand. Drip. Drip. Drip. It was too thick to be water.

“Welcome to my humble abode. Don’t let your curiosity get the better of you.”

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Muda, muda, muda

I know Pucci wants to prove his mortal worth and such things, but I get it, you know how to use your tongue. Kakyoin’s dead, you’re on top of the cherry game, don’t worry about it.

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“To be quite honest with you, good sir, I do not.” There was bite to that. As if all these interruptions weren’t already putting a damper on future attempts at being ‘nice’. Here we had yet another person raining on his parade.

“I only know that it is a ‘more common’ phrase used to attract or compliment others by flirtatious means.”

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“Hrm. The fact that my previous comment has been rendered obsolete irritates me to some mild degree, but I suppose a compliment is a compliment, and I have not ascended beyond basic manners. Thank you, my strong jawline possessing C-Moon lookalike.”

The arrogance failed to leave DIO’s voice, though a smirk did grace his lips, as if the fact the chimera of DNA’s compliment, even if only in technicality, extended to him brought some kind of satisfaction that he failed to see from most he interacted with. 

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“I must say! Did heaven suddenly open its gates?

I am just surrounded by angels today. So many beautiful new faces! I just don’t know which ones to start with..

No, that’s a lie. I already got a kiss from one.. I wonder how many wings I can clip within a weeks time..”

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"My dear green fellow of questionable genetic origins, heaven does not simply ‘open its gates’. Trust me, I’d know.”

“Though I do find a mild sense of irony to the situation, a green and powerful being, blissfully unaware of Heaven’s inner workings. It almost brings a smile to these... blue lips. Hinjaku, hinjaku I still need to get used to that. Who’d have thought ascending to the top of the food chain would have given my skin the look of a bottled silver addict.” The 141 year old vampire soon became lost within his own thoughts, wondering if he had the ability to alter his technically divine appearance.