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         Snatches up one(1) @cuatroreborn. “Please do not touch my dragon, I will fight.” 

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@cuatroreborn​ | Zeru ;; 

           Who would have thought? The T’ojina had left that city, gone travelling again but some how he’d ended up right back in it again. Well, it wouldn’t be the first time he’d visited somewhere twice. Even if it rarely happened, it did and for it Zeru was somewhat delighted. He’d met some interesting people here after all and seeing the same hostel workers and a few familiar faces was always pleasant. He’d put his bag down, done a few hours of work and was already roaming around with a jovial feeling to his step. However, his steps pause almost instantly when he sees a familiar face in the crowd going the opposite direction. Was it? He’s not sure but mixed hues immediately follow along after the other and he finds himself turning on his heel. There’s a different look about him though-- but then again hadn’t he said something about there being different forms for his kind? 

Perhaps this was just one of those forms? When the crowd thins a bit, the T’ojina immediately goes to bridge the gap, warm porcelain reaching out for the other male’s hand as a smile curved his lips. “Ulquiorra~! Where y’ been man? I didn’ get t’ see ya before I left! It was a real bummer.” He’d had fun talking to the other. As heavy as some of the topics were, he hadn’t minded it and was quite content about the curiosity that the other had shown towards him. After all it wasn’t common that he’d so openly talk about what he was while simultaneously learning about another species all together. Zeru was all smiles and jovial body language as he stood there, head cocked to the side as he looked him over and chuckled. “Where’d your markings go? I thought they were pretty cool. Is this some new kinda look you’re goin’ for without all the dragon like bits?” 

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@jishintcra | Zeru ;;

            What a strange one she was, it seemed none could truly see her and Zeru of all people could see why. Without a proper shell, how could the flesh borne perceive her without the skills most of them had lost over the years? The T’ojina thinks its a bit sad though that a beaut like her wasn’t being fully appreciated, so he decided to take a seat across from her. Whether or not he was perceived as weird by the soft folk was irrelevant to him so after a moment of playing like he couldn’t see her there, he leaned forward a bit and turned those mismatched hues to her with a smile. “So miss beautiful soul, ya got a reason for people watchin’ or are ya just fascinated by the way they walk?” He hummed the words with that jovial tone, jaw perched in his palm as he simply continued to smiles. “It’s a shame they can’t see ya though, guess I’ll just have to appreciate the shine ten times as much to make up for their lack of ability.” 

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@returnofthecuatro | Doll ;;

                   “Th’ fuck..?” Dual toned hues trained on something rather strange, the doll couldn’t help but to voice his confusion in some way or another. He was unable to look away and while that wasn’t rare with things he found interesting or new, it was rare when it was people he would find himself staring at. It was rude to stare after all so he tried not to but eventually, that fell through because of everyone else’s reaction to the male. Or rather, the lack of reaction.On any given day he himself was stared at for even his slight abnormalities from the flesh bornes, so why wasn’t this guy being practically oggled? It didn’t make any sense to him, so Zeru did what Zeru did best. He bluntly approached and didn’t hesitate in the slightest to bring attention to his curiosities. He closed the gap just a bit and pocketed his band wrapped fingers, piping up to actually speak to the other. “Hey, how come they don’t seem t’ see ya mate? Well shit, that sounded rude as hell. I didn’t mean it that way,” he practically face palmed in that instant, regretting the mistake of words in an instant.

Sighing heavily, he looked between his fingers for a moment and shook his head. “I meant that literally. As in, they don’t seem t’ actually see ya. Obviously, you’re there and this is weird and I am soundin’ like a whacko, fuck, sorry.” Excuse him, he’s just a wee bit socially awkward and strange. Though a look around in that awkward moment only further proved to provoke his curiosity as dotted brows furrowed in question. Others were staring at him like he was a loon talking to the air, which would be normal any other day given one eye was a near black blue and the other a silvery ice blue so people often stared at him anyways, but this was a bit more strange and the expressions given definitely didn’t say ‘you look weird’ but instead said ‘the fuck is wrong with you?’ “Yup. Definitely not a normal day.”

[kotofvi]

The warmth of nearing summer was particularly uncomfortable in Seoul. And while he adored being near Zeru. His current approach to receiving affection was akin to being near him for a moment and backing off. Jumin sighed loudly and held out his hand. If he couldn’t stand full-body warmth; he knew he could handle this, “My hand is lonely,” he insisted, “but I am gross and sweaty.... sorry”

@control-issues | Cuuuuute ;; 

          It likely didn’t help matters that he was warmer than most year round anyways. The heat didn’t bother him because he was already nothing short of a walking kiln but he knew it could be uncomfortable for humans. So he was mindful whenever Jumin seemed to shy away from him as quickly as he approached. Banded fingers twined those lithe digits and he couldn’t help but to chuckle at that apology. “You’re so cute,” he chuckled beneath his breath and offered a smile, bringing the back of Jumin’s hand up to his lips. “Ya ain’t gross at all so quit that. If I weren’t a walkin’ heater it’d be easier to give ya all the attention I want to.” Granted, he could turn his inner kiln down a bit but that would mean he’d move all the slower. It was like slowing a heart beat, but it wouldn’t make the molten liquid in his body any less hot. “How’s about we go to the beach or somethin’ to cool off?” 

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‘ i’m in love with everything that hurts me. ’ Jumin @ Zeru while he's holding Elizabeth

@control-issues { Jumin } | Zeru; | Meme;

                “Everythin’, huh?” The words are given with a slight pout, he’s not sure how to take that. Poor Elizabeth certainly wouldn’t mean any harm to him, surely! The T’ojina shifted and gently scritched beneath the feline’s jaw,”I don’t believe that for a second, honestly. I mean, look at her. She is a beautiful apex predator, obligate carnivore-- and yet she’s also very compliant and loving. Speaks towards the person takin’ care of her, don’t it?” Did a cat ever truly need anyone? The answer to that was no, if anything it was felines who felt it necessary to care for their strange hairless children who obviously didn’t know how to hunt or take care of themselves. “We all love some questionable things that hurt us in the end, but not everything does. Not everything will. Thinkin’ that way is a way to protect yourself, but it also closes off all possibility of accepting love without harm.” 

“And if there’s one thing I know, it’s that you never deserve to be hurt, Jumin. Whether ya know it or not, pain doesn’t always come with love and affection and if anyone hurts ya-- well, they better be prepared to get their ass curb stomped into the pavement by me.” 

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A rare and often unseen T’ojina in his natural habitat of neons.

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What would happen if someone took Zeru's rings?

Nonny Starling | Zeru ;; 

That’s how you end up with a very pissed off T’ojina. Taking his bands is absolutely the worst thing you could do that wouldn’t physically harm him. They hide his ball joint like connections in his fingers, though they’re small in comparison to other ball joint dolls– they’re still noticeably different than a human’s joints. This would basically be like exposing him to the public. Unless he’s very close with you and you are more than aware that he’s a T’ojina, it’s inexcusable to take his bands and he will not hesitate to leave. Being nomadic, he’d rather pack up and leave in the dead of night than deal with human discovery after the last two times. 

And when it comes to someone he’s close with? Sure, he’ll be alright if he expects it. However, just randomly taking his bands when he’s unprepared for it will still result in him being highly uncomfortable and irritable. The only people who could probably get away with such a thing are those who he’s so close with that he doesn’t mind them playing with his hands or otherwise seeing his joints as a whole. Think laying in bed and being comfortable, just taking his bands off to play with his hands– that he can see coming and won’t mind if its someone he’s close with.