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@meithebae approached the demon

The mortal world is so much more fascinating the darker depths he was born in.

He had an indulgent interest in nature, specifically. Nothing truly grew or had life in his world - only gnarled, strange plants more deadly then beautiful. Glamoured hands run over flowers, brilliantly colored with reds and blues, twisting vines holding them to soil. Life could be as incredible to see continue as it could be to see it drain away.

A smell beyond that of flowers catches his attention. Lost in thought, he sometimes forgot he was a creature of darkness. Another human wandered the garden despite its distance from the city. His eyes shift as he follows the smell, falling to a short woman crouched among the plants, seeming to be examining them with careful efficiency. She hadn’t noticed him.

She muttered words of science, likely doing some sort of research he cared little for. A smile twitches to his lips, wandering to her side.

“I didn’t think anyone else would be here.”

#meithebae #ᴠ: Lᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ Bᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ Lᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ Cᴏʟᴅ {Dᴇᴍᴏɴ AU}

‘rough touch’ ((LET THE MOON MOON OUT))

Rough Touch | 22: My muse attempts to push off yours (WELL ALRIGHT YOU ASKED FOR IT)

Too close.

The beast Jesse had strained to keep locked in, to keep leashed from the innocent, had begun to overrun his human self. Mei’s heartbeat sounded off with his own, drums that only encouraged the wolf to unleash itself and run free. His eyes flashed gold, and he could already begin to feel the claws take shake.

She’s too close.

In a frenzy, he shoved her away, scrambling away from her as fast as he could manage. He collided with the furniture behind him and fell to the floor, trying, trying to keep it together.

“M-Mei... stay away from me!” He snarls, a hand covering his face to shroud the fangs. Already, the wolf’s vocals took an underlying growl in his voice. “I-I need you to stay away. I-I’ll be fine, just... don’t come closer!”

#ic #rp #meme x #v;; high moon #WELL #U ASKED FOR MOON MOON #SO HERE HE COME #meithebae

Rough Touch

Rough Touch | | > Accepting

1. Your muse throws a punch at mine.

He didn’t think she had it in her.

When Hanzo thought of Mei, his mind went right to the enthusiastic scientist that found the best in nearly everything she could see. At the same time, he saw a deeply wounded woman who persevered by hoping for the future. Violent, or even capable of violence in any way, was hardly something he associated with her. Needless to say, he was surprised she approached him asked for a lesson in close combat.

She hardly seemed the type for martial arts - at least in terms of the style Hanzo was taught as a child. Brute force balanced with agility made something of a dance out of fighting. For Mei, she only needed to know the basics, to put power behind a hit. Hesitation was her greatest enemy.

Her initial punches are slow, with perfuse apologizing following them. He was being harsh, likely driving her up the wall with his disciplining tone, but there was reason behind it. The angrier she got, the harder she would hit.

A hard punch to his chest during one of his scoldings was the first time she put some adrenaline into the hit. With genuine surprise, he stepped back, then smiled.

“Better. Again.”

#meithebae #hanzo: if u hit me super hard you get to see me smile #Hᴀʀᴅʟʏ ᴀ Cʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ {Asᴋ Aɴsᴡᴇʀᴇᴅ}

Nestled in a neat basket and decorated in an organized fashion, was a bottle of whiskey, the gunslinger's favorite brand, cigarillos, dark chocolates to accompany his drink, a woolen scarf, and a card that was leaning against the front of the basket. The card proclaimed, "I never have to worry about getting cold, because you always warm me up. I hope that you feel the same about me. --Love, Mei."

(Let’s pretend it’s still V-Day for this ask because I did not see this I apologize)

Jesse found he could not stop grinning at the basket. He was red in the cheeks, giddy as he ruffled through the lovely gifts. The scarf was immediately wrapped around him, chocolates opened and drink poured as he reclined back in his seat. He read the card over and over, sporting a cheeky smile.

He’d savor these treats. And most definitely take her out to dinner.

#this is so cute asklfjsklafj #ic #im so late i apologize but omgg #meithebae

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Some of the joys of being ungodly tall were slamming your head against low door frames when you weren’t paying attention. One particular frame was thirsty for the medic’s blood, and today had been no different.

Fritz reeled back with a curse, striking something with his elbow, hearing it crash against the wall. He rubbed his bruising forehead, glancing down to see what the hell he’d hit. Snowball was whirring as if in pain, one of its flaps bent at an awkward angle.

“Oh fuck, oh shit-”

He scooped up the tiny robot, still voicing its distress, and jogged to Mei’s room, pounding on the door.

“Mei, open up, I ah… I broke Snowball. I didn’t see him, I’m sorry!”

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