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The Sadistic Lolita

The swallow of Sadism, Cirucci Sanderwicci. Welcome to the Slashing Opera. Independent Cirucci...

My new, revamped Cirucci Blog. All relationships, with the exception of her Szayel and Starrk, are as of now- Void. A fresh start and everything. This blog won't be deleted but I won't be using it anymore.

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And now I'm laughing because Szayel is a Cancer and Cirucci is a Pisces and supposedly, these two signs of great compatibility.

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A doddle I did at a meeting at work. Szayel: Shorty-chan~. Cirucci: Shut up!

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The Show for Sadist || Closed RP with Scientia-Immortalitatis

Do whatever means you deem fit to bring back our little guest, Privaron. However, do try to keep your hands to yourself~. Kekekeke~.

Oh, shut up- I know what I'm doing. Don't get jealous when they try to touch me~. 

The game began, the pathetic pawn within their little twisted melody danced the waltz of fake lust and desire brought upon the swallow's teasing feathers. It was hardly an effort, such a mindless little pest that obeyed willingly after falling prey to the movement her body displayed. The swirl of her hips, the tender biting of her bottom lip as a hand teasingly hiked up her skirt slightly before allowing it to fall in place.

Sweet little sounds whispered as talons slowly sunk into their mind. Ah, the simplicity made a light giggle pass through smirking lips. Such fools who fell so quickly for the lure of the flesh deserved to have theirs devoured.

Quickly now, did her body whisper to the willing victim, Don't keep me waiting~. A little dance, her body lowered to the ground only for a moment before sensually rising upward- Hands maneuvering them closer and closer to her desired location. The swallow knew the phoenix was watching, preparing his own talons to sink into rotting flesh- Preparing for the ridicule he would utter through his beak before continuing with his meal. It did not matter- The swallow would simply screech as bloodied wings flapped in annoyance before taking a bite of her own.

Just a little closer now~.

For a moment did the Privaron turn her back, a sudden tisk as hands from the other gripped round hips. Ah, this would not do. Luckily, they had arrived to the carnival of contorted death. Hands pushed the other away before shoving him to the 'wall'. Or so the fool believed until suddenly falling back onto the floor of the sudden room that had been there but invisible to his lustful state of mind.

The doors shut, the show began- The sound of her footsteps echoed smoothly, hips continuing their luring dance before stopping a few feet away from the pig.

"We are going to have so much fun~. Aren't we... Szayelaporro~?"

The moronic had been sentence to death once the words were spoken- The blade of the Grim Reaper now upon the weakling's neck- In the form of blood socked talons.

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Did you know it was Szayel that pretty much dissected Dordoni?

… He. What?

An ally, one who felt the same woes and agony of falling from grace passed- By the hands of the Espada she vowed companionship. The eternal phoenix, wings of flames had burned away the flesh of her friend. And the sullied swallow had no idea- Left in the dark. 

"Get out." No words would be given to the anon- As hands went to the bottle the security that was her sake. To be angered at the scientist for doing what was in his nature and one of the reason she enjoyed his company would be foolish- But that did not make the dance within her stomach settle less. Hands clutched the bottle, as eyes narrowed in disgust.

… Fuck my life.

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I love you.

I love you. 

For a moment, a look of shock appeared- Gawking at the manifestation of lunacy for a moment before looking else where. They were hollows, monstrosities. Such emotions, or the capability of returning such a thing, would be a waste of time. For those words meant something to the things that feed them. 

love - an intense feeling of deep affection. a deep romantic attachment to someone.

That, was laughable. They could only mock such a human emotion, to feel the real thing was impossible… Right? Eyes drifted back to him, a questionable look faded to one of puzzlement. “… Love, huh? Heh… That’s cute.” With a teasing grin did a hand stroke his cheek before laughing.

  "You know we shouldn’t feel such human things like that~." Perhaps what he said was full of truth- To doubt him since he has proven her wrong time and time again would be foolish. Yet, to act human when they weren’t- That was a lie. To say she was conflicted would be an understatement. However, Cirucci found for some reason, she could not stop smiling. 

 I hate you for confusing me-

  -Love you because you fit me perfectly.

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Ship you with scientiaimmortalitatis, Your RPS with eachother are so beautiful. I just love how sometimes you threaten each other and it's lovely seeing the two of you on my dash.

Thank chus~. uwu I tend to think I rp Cirucci a bit too OOC but I love my Szayel’s work to pieces and love rping with him~. Thank you for the kind words! :D