idealism sits in prison
chivalry fell on his sword
chivalry fell on his sword
"I should hope so. I'll have to be better at spying this time, too." The last time he'd tried to take a peek up on the upper level above their den while Asta had been working, he'd made a mis-step on the ladder and had ended up tumbling flat onto his back, rather ruining the attempt to sneak a peek. "Mm, thanks," he adds with a grateful smile, accepting the wine and taking a very generous sip of it, setting it down on his bedside table and clambering back into bed.
All but draping himself against the butcher's back, sweater and blanket and all, Danta noses into the soft space behind his ear and lets gentle hands press against the tension in his shoulders, content to sit and fuss over the other man for as long as he can stand it. "You know," he says conversationally, "I was watching out the window a couple of nights ago, and I saw some grown ass adults playing hide and seek outside. Something to do with honouring Ludo, or some shit."
All but draping himself against the butcher's back, sweater and blanket and all, Danta noses into the soft space behind his ear and lets gentle hands press against the tension in his shoulders, content to sit and fuss over the other man for as long as he can stand it. "You know," he says conversationally, "I was watching out the window a couple of nights ago, and I saw some grown ass adults playing hide and seek outside. Something to do with honouring Ludo, or some shit."
Dantalion
I slithered here from Eden
just to sit outside your door
just to sit outside your door
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
