// nothing is as simple, I worship, you're my temple //
He’s pretty sure he’ll never tire of the way Danta gets so animated – deflating just as his snowglobe does in its exhale, only to perk up a second later as the butcher offers a much better alternative (in his opinion). He offers the tourniquet with a bright grin, each of his pale sharp teeth on display as he hands it over and leans his face into the fiery kiss blown his way, letting the warmth of the little flare of flame heat his cheeks.
Silently awaiting the pay off of the tiny little kite charm, the butcher’s tail weaves behind him idly until he sees it rise and fly lazily, a small hum of a laugh leaving him in delight. His tail now begins to wag much like his fyrhund shift’s might as he leans in to inspect it fully. “It suits you well, darling.” He compliments, diving in and avoiding the current circuit that the kite is on to press a kiss to his cheek and pull away before the kite can attack him for getting in its way.
Silently awaiting the pay off of the tiny little kite charm, the butcher’s tail weaves behind him idly until he sees it rise and fly lazily, a small hum of a laugh leaving him in delight. His tail now begins to wag much like his fyrhund shift’s might as he leans in to inspect it fully. “It suits you well, darling.” He compliments, diving in and avoiding the current circuit that the kite is on to press a kiss to his cheek and pull away before the kite can attack him for getting in its way.
Astaroth
// and heaven, hold your gates open //
