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[soulscything-blog]

    @shinigamikiddo  .  cont

      A small smile stretches her lips as she takes the seat next to him. Normally she doesn’t greet people with a kiss, if she does it is very, very rare. But what could she say? The option presented itself and she took it.        ❝ Not usually...  but it was better than trying to scare you. ❞   Would he have even been scared?

            ❝ What are you up to? ❞

[naughtyspacecat]

@theslagmaker​

The warlord pinned down the small femme. He wasn't sure what had lead to this moment, his mind a haze as his thick spike lay out on top of her closed interfaced panel. The spaded tip ozooed mechfluid and the knotted base promised delightful pleasure if it got in to her. "Are you sure you can handle this? I won't be gentle with you." He warned staring her down. Ruby red optics piecing her with his gaze.

The bigger mech certainly caught her off guard with that pin; no point in trying to resist. If anything Megatron was brute strength...and it was kind of hot. Though taking one look at his spike, she knew this was going to be a rough one. It did rather equate to his size, and it already had the femme's frame heating up. Fans kicked into high gear as they prepared for what was to come. Her emerald optics lock onto his ruby ones and she gives him a smirk, showing off her canines.

"Bring it, big boy." With a click, her interface panel would shift to open for him, the biolights that contoured it would shine under his spike. Fasty was ready, she might not be able to walk properly for a week but she was primed for this moment.

[kinzoku-batto-blog]

@bigpurplepussywussy | continued

「” No need to yell, ya fat rat. “ Still not sure if this guy is an ugly cat or a big mouse.

Metal Bat was first surprised about the sudden raise of voice by the other... god? But the more this guy talked, the less interesting he got until the man had no real interest in fighting this guy anymore. He’s no real threat.

“ I couldn’t care less ‘bout ya right now. If you wanna fight the strongest human go to the association and ask for Blast to fight you. I doubt that he’d show up just to fight a fat - whatever you are - though. “

This is a waste of time.

“ Ah- I’m out then. See ya! “ Metal Bat turned around and leaned his weapon against his shoulder as he walked down the street with fast steps. His sister Zenko wanted to bake some cookies today. No way he’s going to miss this. 」

[ghostwiththemost-betelgeuse]

☠ @marryinred​ ☠

The dark-haired woman eyes the ghost as he reclines on the couch beside her. She looks surprised at his statement before he continues speaking. She can almost feel the rasp of his voice, like sandpaper against her skin.

She can’t help but let out a quiet chuckle at his enthusiasm.

“At the moment, it’s House on Haunted Hill,” she pauses for a moment. “Vincent Price is one of my favorites.”

She turns her head to eye her VHS shelf, housing an impressive collection of horror movies.

“I’m pretty sure I have The Exorcist, though… it’s a classic.”

        “That guy has one of the greatest evil laughs of all time. Though I am a bit biased;           I’m damn sure my cackle is just as good if not better.”

Inhaling a redundant breath, Betelgeuse let loose an abrupt, unrequested maniacal laugh in much of the same style from Price’s Thriller outro as if to prove his one-sided theory. After a dry hacking cough and snort, the ghost would settle down enough to actually take a gander over at Lydia’s neatly arranged stockpile of videos.

        “Oh yeah, sure is. Maybe after we watch this, we’ll pop that in           and have a few good chuckles, huh?”

Propping his feet up on the coffee table, Betelgeuse would manifest a large bucket of popcorn in his lap. At first glance it would appear to be just a normal tub; but those weren’t unpopped kernals at the top. A few buttered beetles would scurry under the popcorn and away from the invading hand.

        “Want some?”

He offers a handful to Lydia with a not-so-innocent grin.

[orxginalsxn-archive-blog]

φ || fxctitiousmissvicioxs

“You don’t need to worry about that.” His voice was low against her ear, and the smirk was as present in his tone as it was on his lips.  Greed was no stranger to eager blood, but he was a little impressed that this girl wanted both a job and her new boss so quickly after meeting him.  Usually one happened well before the other, if both ended up happening.  But he wasn’t keen on picking apart the logic, nor was he complaining about the quality of her work. “No one here gives half a damn about  what someone else is doing.  And they  all know better than to question me.” He gave a small laugh, and spoke again. “Why...?  Are you nervous?”

[ivxnished]

"You of all people should know how hard it is not to bend. Especially when you’re in trouble."

   The monk sighed, his head going down    as he nodded.

                "I know╼but sometimes, it's for your                  own good. There are plenty of other                  ways for you to protect yourself without                  bending. Non benders do it everyday.                  How did you protect yourself before                  without bending?"

[ivxnished]

"It’s not that easy."

   Nothing was that easy.

"I didn’t exactly have a lot of choices when it came to this. And… I couldn’t be sure you’d just let me, if you knew. You kinda seem a little more goody-goody then that, y’know?”

  "I know..."

       "But you could have been hurt, when         those men kidnapped you. I know,         you're able to take care of yourself          just as well as the next person, but         we're all here for each other, you         should have told me, and we could         have avoided them taking you."