Going to Disney World this weekend with my friends thewhaleshark and @oliver-prime! We’re going to Mickey’s not so scary dressing up as these uta pri bbies > v <
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Going to Disney World this weekend with my friends thewhaleshark and @oliver-prime! We’re going to Mickey’s not so scary dressing up as these uta pri bbies > v <
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☆ Otoya Ittoki | Uta no Prince-sama S3 | Ep. 1 ☆
“Vanni, hm? That’s a nice name.” He smiles and rustles his hair and snickers. “You need to take good care of him. He’s your responsibility now… sort of like a child of your own.”
“Mm! It’s short for another, so it works for him --- !” A giggle at the ruffling of his scarlet locks. “I will. It’s the closest thing I got to a kid.”
Dorian smiles at his son’s smile, scratching the little puppy on the head. “He’s yours. Now all you have to do is give him a name.” He tilts his head down at his son.
Adrien nods and he giggles at his new pet licking along his jawline. “Okay --- !” He hums and looks down at the pup. “I think I’ll name him Vanni.”
Once Adrian's family seemed to have cleared away, Em comes up to him from behind and slinks her arms around his waist, nuzzling into his neck while she holds his present out to him. Inside the small wrapped box is a new watch with his mark engraved on the back.
A small grunt escaped the younger vampire’s lips. He placed his glass of bloodwine down and with a small, hollow clink of the glass meeting wood. Amber optics glanced down at the dainty hands holding out a box to him. Canting his head to the side, he smiles at the nuzzling to his neck. His calloused fingers took the small box and he turned around to face Em. He hoisted her up, setting her up on the counter.
“Thank you, amore.”
Adrian opened the small box and blinked at the watch. He normally wouldn’t wear one because he hardly left the house. But, he’d take it and wear it anyways. Em went through all the trouble in getting him one. A smile at the engraved handiwork of his mark on the back of the watch. Wrapping it around his wrist, Adrian snapped it to a shut and wiggled his wrist. It wasn’t too tight, nor too loose. Finally, lifting his head up, he gave the older woman a kiss before mumbling out another ‘thank you’.
Of course Zia Jeanie isn't gonna miss out on the festivities. She places a gift bag in front of him (inside of wich is his obligatory otter plushie and a few new button down shirts) and pulls him into a hug, ruffling his hair. "Happy birthday!" -dxllydearest
“Grazi, Zia.” He smiled and took the gift. He wasn’t really all for his birthday, but his family always was. Opening the bag and pulling out his gifts, he laughed softly at the plushie. “Mm, thank you so much.” He also saw the shirts. He’d wear one of them tomorrow and the other another day. A hum and he squeezed the otter to his chest. “He’s so soft…”
From down the hallway, a tiny dog trots over to Adrian, yapping playfully. Dorian looks over at Adrian excitedly. “He’s yours. I got you a dog.”
Blinking, Adrian looked around and he saw the pup come to him. He smiled and held out his hand so the canine can catch his scent. Afterwards, he picked him up.
“Thank you, Padre. I’ll take care of him.”
“I’m sorry, mio figlio, but you know that isn’t your real present, right?” He flicks his head toward the closed door behind him, a small smile on his face. “Go on. Open it.”
“It’s okay, Padre. I’m not upset, even if it was my present.” He puts his laptop to the side and shuffles over to the closet.
“Okay --- ” he mumbles. He’s hesitant, but he’ll open the door slowly.
Dorian waits patiently for his son to open the present. It’s empty, but that isn’t his real present.
Opening it and taking the paper out to find nothing, he blinks. A small smile and he sets it aside. He’s not upset, but not phased either. Four centuries, he kind of gets tired of his birthday.
i swear adrian watches cutthroat kitchen and you can hear him laughing or yelling all the way up in his room
In comes Padre with a box wrapped with colorful paper.
Soft noises as the child slowly takes his present.
"Your father && Zia actually arranged it; apparently even with Dorian’s connections, it was tricky. && I have a hunting party planned later. You’ll be out all night with us, mio nipote. Happy birthday.“
“You all didn’t have to do that, Nonno. It’s just another year --- ” four centuries of living, “ --- but, thank you. I appreciate the trouble you went through for a babe like myself.”