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@kyojin-daelko {+}// ok, but, Ash-muse is adorable. that is all.
“You think I’m adorable!?!?”
@kyojin-daelko - closed starter!
Messing with the flow of time had been more disastrous than he had first believed. Even when he thought all the necessary precautions had been taken, previously unforeseen circumstances would appear time and time again, drastically altering one world from the other. Even so, it had not been all bad, and at the end of the day, things had turned out favorable. At least compared to the alternative.
Perhaps the bittersweet outcome of it all was how he reasoned using the time machine yet again. It may have been strange to say, but he found a place to clear his head, not in his time, but rather in a time long before his own. A time where his home hadn’t even been conceptualized and the ruined city had been nothing but a mountains and plains. Not a soul in sight, which made it perfect for training as well without the fear of catching the attention of anyone beyond the animals that he would share this space with.
It was supposedly a safe space where only he would be around, keeping his interactions to a minimum beyond a few minutes of gathering his thoughts and the occasional brief training session. In fact, he was currently in the middle of training at this very moment, although his particular session had lasted longer than he intended.
At least, that was the plan, and as far as he was aware, that’s how it’d continue to be.
@kyojin-daelko For Ash-> Kyojin casually peppers him with kissus. {+}// he's in an affectionate mood. >>
A series of giggles escapes the demon as he’s smothered with kisses. He can feel his cheeks and ears go a little red at the tips as his face heats up but that’s okay. He’s thoroughly enjoying each and every one he’s given.
“Kyojin--” He grins, bringing his hands up to cup his cheeks. “My dear Lycan. You’re so affectionate!”
He has to float a little, his feet no longer touching the ground, but he rises up to press a sweet little kiss to his lycan’s nose.
@kyojin-daelko ❰❰ HURT ❱❱ // sender is hurt protecting receiver.
“Kyojin?”
He could smell the blood from where he’d been standing, even before he approached when Kyojin was done fighting. It didn’t smell like the others. It smelt uniquely like the lycan’s. Worried, he closed the distance quickly, reaching out to look the other over frantically with concern.
“You’re hurt because of me...” He frowned, pausing once he found the injury. If he was like other demons on other worlds, this wouldn’t have happened. He could barely protect himself outside of a dream. Useless. They shouldn’t have left the shop.
“I think I have things in my shop to patch you up with...”
@kyojin-daelko For Ash || Kyojin stretches his arms up toward the little demon from where he lays, sprawled out on the aforementioned demon’s lounge chair, doing a grabby-hand motion. “Yur dear lycan requires bedtime snuggles!” (mun vc: you’ve spoiled him with a nickname and kindness. you’ve got an over affectionate tol wolf boi to deal with now ash.)
“Aww. Well how can I deny him bedtime snuggles?” The demon laughed, closing the case he’d been poking around in to bound over to where the lycan was stretched out. He locked the door on his way, essentially closing the store off from any entry so he wouldn’t have to worry about someone wandering in while he smothered the other with affection.
Plopping himself in Kyojin’s lap, he snuggled in happily. “I don’t know how you find this chair comfortable to sleep in. I do have a sleeping space upstairs you can use, you know, silly Lycan.”
@kyojin-daelko For Bakugou -> Offers a small tied off plastic baggie of cookies shaped like dog bones. “Uhh, my mun told me ta make these an’ give ‘em to ya-?” (I wrote this while waiting for my order at Starbucks and it was very difficult to suppress a smile. I may have failed but no one said anything. Worth it.)
“Why are they shaped like dog bones ya weirdo! What are you trying to say?? I’m not taking cookies from someone I don’t know! Don’t you know not to hand out cookies to kids??”
@kyojin-daelko {+}// " MUSIC" || oh, oh! have Ash pick a song out for my tol boi |D
He’s going to be dancing around his shop to the one he picked for Kyojin.
Real Good Feeling -- oh the larceny
oops! surprise! there's now a sleeping kyojin laying on the couch. said couch is too short. it's not even a couch. it's a love-seat. try not to bump and trip over his outstretched legs!
He’s surprised alright, mainly at the sight of the taller man having been able to sleep in such an odd piece of furniture that didn’t quite contain him. He stares for a moment at the sight before deciding something should be done. Not wanting to disturb Kyojin as he rested, Trunks would momentarily take his leave as quietly as possible, only to return minutes later with a rather large blanket in hand.
Now having a plan to execute, he would carefully drape the blanket on top of the other, doing his best to make sure to cover him as much as possible with what was provided. Once he had gotten nearly every part of the man underneath the blanket itself, he would move away to admire his work. It would seem it had been done without causing a commotion for the time being. He’d smile at the sight, an exhale shooting through his nose as he’d nod to himself. Content with a job well done.
