Can't touch me, like Gojo—Look good in all my photos
Kaisel's grin is the tail of a kite, streaming long and vibrant over his face as Zavien's laughter rings out. "When huh?" he asks with a playful curl to his tone, more than happy to rise up alongside the sun here in order to plan out a lovely city in pretend. "Excellent, let me know as soon as the position opens up. I'll make the necessary arrangements to give the city all my prime attention for fun." He nods with the seriousness of a building inspector towards the houses he'd framed. "Trampoline park first," he assures. "Then free ice cream sundays. Sundaes for Sunday!"
He trails off with every wild manner of idea that crosses his mind as they continue to work, slipping into easy banter. Although each other delivers the faintest pang to his chest that he does his best to ignore. A small, tiny cut for every dream he has of his once home now running away without him, because not only is Fun Ambassador not real, neither is his life here anymore. He gradually quiets with the weight of it, leaning into the sweat and effort of clearing rubble, trying his best not to stack each piece he picks up onto his heart instead. It'll get easier, he reminds himself with each long exhale that slips free without intention.
[FIN]
He trails off with every wild manner of idea that crosses his mind as they continue to work, slipping into easy banter. Although each other delivers the faintest pang to his chest that he does his best to ignore. A small, tiny cut for every dream he has of his once home now running away without him, because not only is Fun Ambassador not real, neither is his life here anymore. He gradually quiets with the weight of it, leaning into the sweat and effort of clearing rubble, trying his best not to stack each piece he picks up onto his heart instead. It'll get easier, he reminds himself with each long exhale that slips free without intention.
[FIN]
Kaisel
Sexy jutsu, I feel like Naruto—Fightin' demons in my head like I'm Itadori
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
