#hedocay

[pomfiores]

" you can't tell anyone about this! " she had thought she was far more crafty than this. guess not. " i put a lot of effort into this plan -- i'm staying! "

   It's either astonishment or delayed hilarity that's made him raise a brow at her exclaims, neither of which are good responses in her case. She was quite the spectacle... An estrayed individual in an ill-fitting Diasomnia uniform, obviously not tailored to fit her body type. How she managed to get her hands on a uniform from Diasomnia, of all places, he can't be so sure.

   " There's a reason as to why people can't just come into Night Raven College of their own volition. " This was a prestigious school, he needn't say more. The bottom line was that Vil was in the position to remove her from the school grounds, himself, seeing as ... well ... she was an invader. " I fail to see how your poorly executed plan is my problem. "

    He's taken hold of her bicep, hoisting her up on her feet. She isn't staying here at Pomefiore, that's for damn sure.  Dainty features contort as she kept on, he only shakes his head.  " Ugh ... you even lack the manners to make it through a day in my dorm. Move.   "

[inidgoduelistaa]

kiss?? give inigo kiss??? yes!!! prepare for cheek squishing and face smooching!!!

[ryusxnka-moved]

she doesn't know what kind of cake he likes, so she got him a christmas cake! it is the holidays, after all. happy birthday, captain!

                     H e, in contrast to his lieutenant, wasn't much of an enthusiast when it came to inordinately saccharine gateaus similarly to the one the visitant woman had generously proffered in commemoration of his birthday additionally intertwined with the holidays. - He deemed them to be unsatisfactory to the palette as they generally arose and outstripped it with an unpleasant dryness. Hence onto why he much prefers to indulge in the palatability of cookies in the stead of said assortment amongst baking goods. ----  Momentarily wordless, he situated, eyeing the offering 'fore averting his attention wholly towards the other Shinigami. It was strangely peculiar, in truth, how perpetually her presence here had been - as if she had difficulty in remaining herself within her own dimension, her own profession’s department and it never dawns on him that he may be the reason why - unknowing of the actuality that there are individuals who genuinely accepted his character - who were not remotely terrified of his sharp-edged iciness. He relays the cake in hand -  too weary to carry his habitually pseudo- stringency that depicted him as churlishly objectionable. “ ......... You have my thanks, Labelle. “ If anything, he’ll give a piece to Rangiku, Faheem, and Aizen, and preserve the remainders for a few famished children in Rukongai. “ Was there anything else? “

[lvlst]

@hedocay​ said: ‘  he  needed  a  girl,  still  malleable,  one  that  he  could  make  admire  him.  ’ she is absolutely talking about her father. it's like she's obsessed with the man or something.

        “  sounds like a twat,  ”  genesis murmurs,  hardly giving a glance away from the pages of loveless.  he’s trying to do this listening thing  ---  his therapist had said that if he listened to what people had to say,  before considering his own wants and needs,  that they’d grow to like him,  leading to exactly the sort of affirmation he desires.  smart trick,  he took the bait  ---  but it’s terribly hard when,  well,  it isn’t about him.  he’s a little tired of trying to give back in friendships, too  ...  no,  no.  minerva would chew his ear out if he didn’t try.

        “  hm,  well,  i don’t know.  have you tried committing patricide and burning down your family home ?  i’ve heard it gets results.  ”

[lorddiiavolo]

" you do know that just because we're called angels of death, doesn't mean that i'm a good person, right? "

There's a look of compassion in his eyes as he shakes his head, taking a few strides closer to Tara. " And you do know that just because we're called demons doesn't mean that I'm a terrible person, right? ... I think everyone forgets that it's not all just black and white, especially nowadays. " Not that he was making a mockery of her implication of what she could or couldn't be but an attempt to show that he can understand where she's coming from.

But then again, who willingly takes a demon's words as truth? A demon prince, at that. Oh, what a vicious cycle, isn't it?

[wolfkcst]

hedocay

First date ideas

u right 😳

[wolfkcst]

Unprompted Asks -Always Accepting!! @hedocay​

          Usually, the wolf-kissed patience would run thin. Yet, they couldn’t help but to enjoy how close Tara was. She was so close, and her hand was well rested against their face. How tempting it was, to lean into her touch alone. Yet they refrain, instead they offered her a small smirk as they watched her lean down. Tall but they can make do.                       ❝I could, aye.❞                A small hum, reaching out to cup her cheek and tenderly brush it. She’s so beautiful, but would look even more beautiful under them. Without any warning, they grasp the collar of her shirt, shoving her against a nearby wall with lips close to hers.                          ❝Or I could do this. It’d shut you up, ja?❞

[lorddiiavolo]

uses him as a stepladder to hang christmas lights.

Not to worry, he's fastened his hold on her legs so that she was securely sitting on his shoulders while she straightened out those Christmas lights. This was certainly unbecoming of him but he was happy to help with something so mundane as hanging Christmas lights. Even if it wasn't him doing it, he was just offering a hand - or in this case, his height.

" You know ... Tara ... " Ow, " If you needed a ladder, I would have been - " Is she moving like that on purpose to mess with his uniform? Or is her balance just that off? " ... more than happy to fetch you one. " Well, now it's too late. But then again, he could just walk if she needed him to move anywhere further versus using a ladder where she'd have to climb down to adjust it. On second thought, smart thinking.