#she pissy

[hikarichino]

“!!!”

And yes she will hide behind all of her Amazons because why should she get her hands dirty when her servants can do the work for her?

[wiindblume]

𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 { not accepting ! }: @ascendedswordsman​ assured - just take one step at a time.

;-- ❥ Silly boy, looking out for her - the person that wants nothing to do with him aside from gaining his attention to fill this void in her heart. 

         Even then, that’s mildly put.

         Hair like the ocean waves spilled down her back as some strands tickled her face to which she removed them accordingly. Bored eyes stared back at the other, not bothering with hiding behind her usual mask. She was not in the mood to deal with humanity today despite the other trying to give her pointers on how to better herself to get back on track.

         How annoying.

                        ‘ i don’t need to be told what to do. especially not from someone like you. ’

         She was not holding back today; if he dares keep bothering her, she will take a bigger bite out of him. Truly the first time Kengou has ever seen her like this, what will he do?

[glacixtion-blog1]

saiyancaptbardock

“Owww what the…!”

The pain came suddenly, making him fall back on his butt. He tasted copper from a small scratch on his lip and he wiped the blood off with the back of his hand.

“FRIEZA WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH….oh….” His eyes widened as he noticed it wasn´t his dear Frieza the one he had slipped the collar onto. No wonder the icejin had struck him like that.

“Ah, I´m sorry.” He stood up and dusted himself. “I seriously thought you were Frieza, didn´t mean to be so rude.” He reached for the collar and took it off her.

“So, if you don´t mind me asking, who are you?”

“Frieza?! I look nothing like him! He’s purple for fuck’s sake!” She growled, keeping still as he took the collar off of her. Her tail still lashed back and forth in obvious irritation, twitching as the rest of her remained tense. What, did he think all icejin looked the same!?

Not to mention ... why would he be putting a collar on ... oh.

Her green eyes widened at first, then narrowed into slits; she wasn’t sure what she was feeling. Jealousy? No ... never. Not for him. She was certain it was bemusement.

“Though, I might have to thank you ...” She chuckled dryly. “A little blackmail’s always good to have in your pocket.” Not that she had pockets, but that wasn’t the point.

“Glacia.” She replied simply to the question, rubbing her throat where the collar had once been. She could still feel it. “Who are you?”