you were destined for the glory, the honor and the fame
i was destined for the bullet, to be the gun with no name
i was destined for the bullet, to be the gun with no name
He’s also oblivious for a moment, of the nets being taken and the people they’ve absolutely interrupted. Does he care? Absolutely not. All he cares about right now is ensuring the blonde doesn’t drown him in this fountain. So he pushes back a little as his arm is released, as the complaints are aired and he’s tugging him back down with his tail.
“Ah, well, I warned you.” He drawls with a too sharp and too charming grin. It’s met with a perfect splash to his face, tail tugging Danta closer which goes quite well actually considering the Maverick is already launching himself at him again. This time the butcher is ready, though, mouth parting and snatching a bite at whatever he can that gets in his way.
The fountain will heal it, right? It healed Flora’s, at least.
“Ah, well, I warned you.” He drawls with a too sharp and too charming grin. It’s met with a perfect splash to his face, tail tugging Danta closer which goes quite well actually considering the Maverick is already launching himself at him again. This time the butcher is ready, though, mouth parting and snatching a bite at whatever he can that gets in his way.
The fountain will heal it, right? It healed Flora’s, at least.
Astaroth
fate's been playing the long game on us, sweetheart
