Jun 14, 2022
op I wanna eat your art
Let me know how it tastes lol 💜💜💜
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op I wanna eat your art
Let me know how it tastes lol 💜💜💜
@night-divining started following you
‘‘Ujiko.” All For One turned faintly towards the doctor as he heard his footfall. “Ah. You have returned. I hope all is well. How’s Tomura?” He asked quietly.
@night-divining sent: " you're shivering. here, take my jacket. " // from Yato for Hiyori
“But then you’ll get cold too, dummy!” Hiyori huffed then pouted. Although she was stubborn to not wear one once she left, thinking it wouldn’t be too bad. It is particularly cold tonight though, she couldn’t help but to shiver so much. Even though she objected to take it the first time, it was visible that Yato probably won’t take ‘no’ for an answer. Gods get cold too, but he was being very selfless at least. Slowly, Hiyori accepted the jacket and put it on while finally zipping it. “...thank you, Yato.” She was already feeling a bit more warm now; she didn’t want to admit it but his scent was even stronger now that it around her, the redness on her cheeks went even brighter than before. At least she could lie and say it was from the cold instead.
simping softness prompts.
@night-divining liked for a starter
This version of his Father looked like the deity who had named themself after the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad, but this one... felt different. Mordred didn’t often dwell on feelings if he could avoid it, but when the sight of said Lance didn’t immediately take his mind back to Camlann -- his armor and torso shredding like tissue paper; bone and flesh and metal alike parting around it; the impact radiating through every part of him -- it had given him pause. Or rather, it had made his mind freeze and his body turn to run like a fucking coward, but he wasn’t about to admit that to anyone who hadn’t been there to witness his shame firsthand.
But as if the Gods were laughing at him (which he wouldn’t have put past any of them), the Knight of Treachery seemed to somehow find the Lancer Servant with his Father’s face around every corner of Chaldea, and he was fucking sick of it. So, when a particularly early morning (thank you, nightmares) found Mordred and this version of Arturia crossing paths in the cafeteria, instead of glaring and turning tail like usual... he decisively joined this version of the King of Knights who (hopefully probably) hadn’t killed his version of Mordred. Instead of breakfast, the younger Knight had coffee, not keen on subjecting his system to food just then.
“...I’m done running.” Exhausted, instead of antagonistic.
That was -- not how he had intended to start.
@night-divining (Haise) liked for starter
"Mom! When are we going to have dinner? Saiko is hungry! Saiko can help prepare dinner if it helps speed up the onset of dinner!"
starter for @night-divining
.・゜゜・ hiyori ・゜゜・．
“No, that’s mine! I bought you your own, this one is mine!” Hiyori argued as she pulled the capybara plushie back towards herself. “It’s not my fault that you lost yours! You should be more careful!” She wasn’t going to give up her own plushie simply because he couldn’t take care of his own property.
@night-divining sent: " hey, so... i know you haven't been feeling great, so i picked up a few of your favorite snacks, drinks... " // also from Yato for Hiyori
“Oh, you didn’t have to do all of this for me...!” It was more of a pleasant surprise to see him come visit her while being prepared with the things she enjoys. Although, she raised an eyebrow and looked to him again with a bit of suspicion. “Did you get all of this with your own money?” As kind as this gesture was of him, Hiyori feels she still has to keep him in check. Knowing he would take some money from Yukine for whatever reason or scheme he has, she would have to make it up to the poor boy when she gets better. She sneezed and a little shiver went through her body as she bundled herself more with her blanket. “You’re lucky I can’t do much right now like this...”
simping softness prompts.
✔ throwing Suguru and Geralt at you
A quick and easy plotting guide (from here)
Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse! //always accepting!!! Also, preferences for both characters are under the cut. They're separated by a divider! Apologies this took so long T^T