you're livin' for the rush, for that royal flush, but you take what you can get
"He's not invited anyway," Danta says breezily, grinning up at Asta and shrugging his shoulders. "And if he was, now he's uninvited, so whatever." Leaning into the other man's warmth and watching as he parses through the ideas to come up with a solution that, in truth, is entirely his own, the Maverick nods his immediate agreement regardless. "Stunning," he decides, mainly because if there is ribbon between the smoulder blossoms there's more of a chance that they will catch fire, and that's also entirely to his liking.
Grinning automatically at the kiss smooshed against his cheek and the feel of a tail coiling around his leg, the Maverick makes a show of trying to peel himself away without ever really moving an inch. "Ah, we should get something to light up the fountain as well," he says, "for aesthetic, but also to let people know where they can drink themselves healthy."
Grinning automatically at the kiss smooshed against his cheek and the feel of a tail coiling around his leg, the Maverick makes a show of trying to peel himself away without ever really moving an inch. "Ah, we should get something to light up the fountain as well," he says, "for aesthetic, but also to let people know where they can drink themselves healthy."
Dantalion
you play your final ace for a pretty face, tastes like scotch and cigarettes
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
