#inferiorty

[kotoyin]

hi

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"Hi doggy." Winks.

[titlacahuans]

@inferiorty from X

"...!?" will you look at that, he does seem a bit hurt, "What if I want you to? Would that be bad...? Don't you want to...?" he did seem glad to mess with his hair the other day, so maybe he was only into that kind of thing...?"

[yoakenouta]

( @inferiorty ) baps ritsuka on the head with a tape. "hey. i made you something."

ㅤㅤTHE way Kadoc always got his attention honestly gave Ritsuka the impression that the other was convinced the master had his head up in the clouds all the time. Well, not that he could exactly deny it if he were confronted about it in this moment considering he only snapped back to reality with a light thwack to the head.

ㅤㅤ" Fweh -- huh ? " He blinked taking a moment before he finally realized what Kadoc had in his hand ... was a tape ? " ... Eh ? For me ? " He gingerly accepted the gift, inspecting it curiously before a warm smile took his lips. " Come to think of it ... you did mention you were pretty big on music. Thanks ! It means a lot you'd even go out of your way to make a tape for someone like me, out of all people ... " He laughed bashfully. " I don't listen to a whole lot of music myself but ... hey ! Want to listen to it together ? I'm sure we can find some earphones somewhere to borrow ... "

[titlacahuans]

@inferiorty

i think we need to kill this guy pretender

Unprompted.

"Gladly~! But why are you still calling me that? You know you can use my name, yes? Say it with me, Lord Kadoc. O~be~ron~! I know it would sounds nicely coming from your lips."

[tsartsa]

i’m not really anything like a person.

he says such nonsense so assertively. she huffs audibly, lifts her chin just so, and stares down her nose at him.

and she is well within her rights to disparage him for it, but. it's a sentiment she shares, one that lingers not far from her periphery. what's left of her hardly qualifies as a person, steel and ice wrapped in furs and finery, eyes hollow and useless, given over to the shadow cast over her grave. and,

"and what of it?" it is less a question and more a demand, directed at a mirror. because while he may claim such horrid things about himself, that is never what she will see. perhaps he knows that. probably not.

kadoc and dense are close synonyms.

"we don't have to be people." her hands at his jaw draw him closer, to eye level, despite their inefficacy. and what goes left unsaid, well. she can't always voice the obvious.

[tsartsa]

i dream of you. sometimes in my dreams you are singing. sometimes you’re raging at me.

her responding silence is measured, breaths long and quiet, fingers curled in her lap. she dares to wonder if he's talking about her, or who she used to be — but that's cruel of her, isn't it?

"what a useless venture." is what eventually marches out of her mouth, spine rigid even as she leans towards him, nails drawing patterns across his knuckles. "i am right here." if even death could not keep them apart, then surely she can stay here, by his side?

and perhaps she is a contrarian, critic of her own bearing, her own dignity, because she sings; softly at first, she is less bold and more stubborn, but she's always had a weak soft spot for nursery rhymes.

it's as much for him as it is for her, and that's as selfish, as openly jealous as she can allow herself to be.

[titlacahuans]

filled this out in a bro/homie/buddy way not in a romance way because curiosity overcame me. not considering himself a warrior robbed him of 3 bingos

Are you Tezcatlipoca's type?

"Whether you are a warrior or not is not yours to decide. And it's still too soon for me to pass a truthful judgment. Yet, I'd say your perseverance and lack of fear for your own demise have you on the right path. All in, I'd say you did pretty good. It's a shame you're chīchīmēcatl."

[rankingtwentysix]

💋 let's get messy

the first five asks to send 💋 get a kiss (3/5)𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 › @inferiorty

kendria's heartbeat is in her ears, her chest and shoulders heaving with exertion. she has a grin on her face, like she couldn't care less about how out of breath she is or how sore her muscles are. she does reach up to push back the hair that has fallen into her face, but that's only so that she can see him better.

they had been play-fighting for the better half of an hour, starting with kennie coming at him with a particularly aggressive hip-bump that demanded a response. it had been a fantastic back-and-forth, one that had ended with the two of them on the floor.

she's certain of two things: she's going to have bruises by the morning, and he had been holding back. she had no hard feelings about either fact — the latter just meant that she needed to try harder, next time. in any case, she's claimed her spot on top of him, straddling his waist and placing her hands on his torso.

but she's not just going to get off of him. she laughs and leans down to press a gentle kiss to his lips, her hand coming along to cup his cheek. when she pulls away, she stays close, knocking her forehead playfully against his.

"next time, if i win, it's going to be fair and square, kay?"

she gives him one more kiss, lingering a bit longer, this time. when she pulls away, she pulls away entirely, climbing to her feet and holding out a hand to pull him up.