#cursedvows

[ofovertime]

cursedvows asked: ❝ you have such pretty eyes. ❞

softer shippy prompts. || accepting @cursedvows

Nanami was laying there for a moment it was already a long day for him -- since Geto had him go and deal with some lower lives today. so being able to relax, and breathe for the moment he didn't mind lying with the other. He was used to spending some nights being with him anyway.

So he was lying next to the other, kind of spacing out and tired until he heard the other speak for a moment. he turned to look at the other and how close he got to him. Wasn't anything new for him, but he did turn his body to look at the other for a moment

" do I? I never noticed. I normally just too tired -- so I guess I don't notice my eyes anymore... But if you like them-- that's all that matters."

[ofovertime]

" nice bedhead"

Nanami couldn't help but sit there. Feeling the other's body still close to him, he was trying to find the way out of this before the other woke up. -- but he failed. Sitting there he heard the other speak up, and slowly he turned to see the other man lying there, staring at the other. Moving his hand, he took the second to try and fix his hair.

eyes looked away for a moment, and he couldn't help but sigh. His body ached a lot. They did far too much and it wasn't even a bad thing. Both ended up being happy -- but it was always the awkwardness in the morning. he wanted to ignore it but he knew it couldn't. Leaning back just a bit, he went to look at the other again and exhaled a sigh.

"yours is worst... it's everywhere."

PROMPTS FOR THE MORNING AFTER || accepting

[foraltruism]

"Oi... It's not really nice to follow people around like that."

Yuji stops in the middle of an open street, turning around to look at the shadowy figure behind him. For some reason they oozed a sort of malice and familiarity Yuji can't quite put his finger on, but no matter, it was creeping him out.

"Come out here."

@cursedvows / S.C. for Yuji/Kenjaku

[callusedhand]

"Oh? Still kicking are you? How fortune." Kenjaku said, here to just start shit.

"think you can get rid of me that easy? i'll make you work for it,"

[ofovertime]

“Umf”

" oh no, don't tell Gojo about that. He might turn into a Hissing cat and try to fight me --" he teased. Shrugging his shoulders for a moment he looked at the other. " But go ahead and like what you see."

if you think Nanami's hot. || accepting @cursedvows

[ofovertime]

cursedvows asked: "they die for love, you kill for it"

darker vibes || accepting @cursedvows

HOW FUNNY was it for the other to tell him what he was doing. Nanami's heart became cold years ago. There wasn't anything for Nanami to love -- and yet, it was rather amusing how the other was speaking to him.

"I don't think I love anything in this world."

Was he killed for it? That would be amusing. What he was killing for was his own pleasure, his own happiness, well, what was left of it.

Even so, Nanami turned to look at the other for a moment or so. Watching him, trying to understand what was going on in his mind to make him smile, and just adore seeing what was going on. Slowly Nanami's mind was going to go into a cold state and yet, here he was trying to understand anything, and everything.

" But does it matter how we kill? Love, lust, boredom, anything and everything? Some of them just kill to kill. "

[lionoffrance]

♛  ❛  WIFE??

         His condition was worsening with each passing day and now delusional with visions of his late brother, the King’s headaches are were so excruciating his vision was mostly blurred. He’d been walking around Court in a reluctant search for his estranged father when he spotted her long blonde hair and decided his message would be better received if it came from his wife.

       “I knew you would help” Henry sighed in relief, showing his gratitude with a kiss before meeting her eyes as he tried to convey the importance of his words. “Angel eyes, I need you to speak to my father and tell him Francois is in the castle. I know it sounds impossible, but I can see him, he’s here.”

       “You believe me don’t you?” He asked, desperate for reassurance that someone was on his side. That at least Catherine didn’t think him mad.

[hxwked]

“Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!”

                     “I suppose the rug just set                      itself alight then. So this had                      nothing to do with the documents                      you were trying to burn?"