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[zankarcollective]

ZANKARCOLLECTIVE ― collective noun: a collective body : group a social collective

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[zankarcollective]

the forests can be very eldritch

[zankarcollective]

"Oh, forgive me, your highness, did i forget to curtsey? Bow? Kiss your ring or whatever? I was raised by a mortal, so if I don't know my manners it's really not my fault."

"Mortal deficiencies are no excuse." If she doesn't know, then she should educate herself. Clearly the human who had raised her hadn't bothered to teach even the most basic of manners, never mind the more elaborate fae pleasantries. The latter could be excused as ignorance, if lazy in not obtaining assistance in teaching proper etiquette but to lack even the most basic of human manners was ridiculous.

"Give me your name."

[pedrasacorns]

“Vengeance is bad for you” I’m not doing it for my health dude

[zankarcollective]

[pretty-little-teacup]

Giggling softly she lets him experiment by tugging at random straps and ribbons, amused as he tries to figure out the puzzle. If she's purposefully making it a bit more complex to keep his hands wandering then well...

That's for her to enjoy.

"And you shall never find any other that'll be cuter than me. Ever."

[zankarcollective]

He definitely knew what she was doing, but he has no complaints. More excuses were more excuses, after all. "Oh, sure. You can be my cutest most favorite forever. How's that sound?"

[pretty-little-teacup]

"Luckily for me your type is a cute cup~" The only contender and forever winner of that category. Though he's also winning now that she's showing off a pastel pink outfit that's more draped fabrics than dress.

[zankarcollective]

"Oh, I like that one." Give him a minute, he wants to see if he can figure out how it comes off. For science. And later use, obviously. "Yeah, it is. Fortunately no one else is as cute as you."

[pretty-little-teacup]

She hardly minds and will encourage his hands to remain on her.

"Swooning so quickly? I'll have to remember that for when I want to have my wicked way with you, seducing you for kisses and cuddles."

[zankarcollective]

"As if it's hard to seduce me." Look at him Tea, he's easy. "Got any in pastel?"

[pretty-little-teacup]

"You may have your guesses later~ Let me play around a bit first." Humming softly in thought she thought through several designs before settling on a tight backless gown.

"Does it suit me?"

[zankarcollective]

"A vision, really." Don't mind him putting his hands back on you, Tea. "But I think it's hard not to."

[pretty-little-teacup]

"Silly bird. How about you tell me what color you'd like to see me in and I'll pick something to show you?"

[zankarcollective]

"Aww, you're no fun. Alright." Give him a moment to think about it. "Got anything in white?"

[pretty-little-teacup]

"Come to help me with the fun of trying on outfits? I've got a few that might get you even more handsy."

[zankarcollective]

"My interest is definitely piqued. Are you going to make me guess?"

[pretty-little-teacup]

@zankarcollective replied to your post “Casually making her way through trying on every...”:

Max casually putting a hand on one.

"... Hello to you too."

[zankarcollective]

"Hi darling." Hmmm, he'll give this outfit a six. She should try the strapless one with no back.

[pretty-little-teacup]

"Mm~ It was quite pretty but I have no use for a head. Not at this time anyways." When would she need one? Who knows.

"You're more important right now anyways so don't focus on those anymore." Nuzzling against his jawline she lets out a soft hum of pleasure, a pretty bird was worth more than a hundred cups. A thousand cups even.

"The best present you've brought me today..."

[zankarcollective]

"I am pretty great, yeah." Look at him preen even without a beak and feathers. "So what have you been up to without me around to entertain you?"

[pretty-little-teacup]

The doll's head has her pause a moment before gently brushing it aside. The sort of things that ran through this odd demon's head.

"When I want beheadings I'll demand them clearly." For now she's going to scrutinize the cups, carefully selecting each one that sparks a thrill of delight. Into her little pocket realm they go as he is rewarded with a scattering of kisses along his neck.

"Well chosen presents, I like most of them."

[zankarcollective]

"Aw, I thought the head was cool," he pouts before taking the rejected cups and the doll head. "Guess it's into the trash for these." Maybe he'd find a use for some of them later, who knew. For now, trash heap they went.

[riverdebt]

❝  not  a  slum,  old  man.  ❞   this  guy  probably  hasn't  slept  on  thousand  thread  count  sheets  in  his  gods-know-how-insufferably-long  life  and  he  has  the  audacity  to  call  styx  a  SLUM.  whatever,  whatever.  he  can  sit  around  snorting  sunshine  and  pixie  rocks  and  deluding  himself  about  his  own  superiority  for  all  that  ruairi  cares.  he  might  be  a  demon,  but  he  isn't  a  stygian  demon  (  the  difference  is  VERY  IMPORTANT,  obviously  )  —  which  means  his  opinion  is  about  as  crucial  as  sprinkles  on  birthday  cake.  ❝  and  the  ink  on  that  consent  clause  must've  gotten  smudged  at  some  point,  because  i'd  have  to  take  some  pretty  serious  hits  to  the  head  to  even  CONSIDER  letting  myself  get  dragged  away  to  gods  know  where.  ❞  he  has  a  business  to  run!  and  a  VERY  expensive  apartment!  (  did  he  mention  how  expensive  it  is?  )  hmph.  joplin  and  sinclair  better  not  let  the  eighth  circle  go  up  in  flames  while  he's  away.

a  distinctly  feline  growl  rumbles  low  in  his  throat  at  the  arm  thrown  ever  so  unceremoniously  around  his  shoulders  —  only  for  a  moment,  before  the  calcabrina  manages  to  swallow  it  back.  (  stupid  instinct.  )  booze.  that's  something  he  can  get  behind,  at  least.  ❝  i  do know  how  to  be  polite,  you  know.  ❞  ruairi  shoots  back  —  the  implication  being  he  deigns  not  to  extend  the  courtesy  to  his  current  company.  maybe  if  the  booze  is  absolutely  life-changing  he  might  reconsider.  maybe.

in  any  case,  ❝  yeah,  yeah.  introduce  me  to  whoever  the  fuck.  ❞  arms  cross.  he  allows  himself  to  be  led,  albeit  begrudgingly  —  sometimes  he  actually  remembers  it's  better  to  choose  his  battles.   ❝  is  this  supposed  to  lead  to  something  productive,  or  are  you  just  screwing  around?  ❞

[zankarcollective]

"Patience, you little brat. Booze, then we'll make sure you got all the rules in that pretty little head of yours. We've got a good thing going on, you know? I don't wanna be the one held responsible for you fucking it up."

He keeps directing him inside, heading for the kitchen. "Remember! Polite. I like this one, so I won't hesitate to make your life difficult."

Max releases Ruairi once they're inside, angling straight for the booze he knows Leanne keeps in the cupboards. "So pick your poison, yeah? We'll drink it on the roof, no one'll bother us up there as long as we don't bring it down." He set a handful of bottles on the table, gesturing.

The blonde at the counter waved absently, more interested in whatever was in her cauldron than the pair of demons though she did pause long enough to squint at the clear newcomer for a moment.

"If you get hungry just yell! I'll toss some magic up for you," she offered after a moment.

[pretty-little-teacup]

"Yes. So I deserve lots of spoiling. Tons of it in fact." Clinging to his waist she easily settles into place against him, leaning just about all of her weight against him.

"What presents?"

[zankarcollective]

"You do, hm? Well then I guess it's a good thing I found all these cut cups. Also a severed doll's head. thought you'd like that." Why? Don't worry about it.

[pretty-little-teacup]

Target spotted, attack commenced-

POUNCE!!!

[zankarcollective]

"Ah, missed me then." Swings her in a circle before plopping her down. "Got presents!"