A shiny penny. New, stretchy and clean socks. And what about a car fresh off the lot? There's something to be said for the fancy and new - but there are charm and comfort you just can't beat when it comes to the old faithfuls. Your favorite t-shirt, worn out in the shoulders. That warm blanket.
The person you've been with...well, forever.
how to play.
Comment with your character, prefs like no smut, etc.
All characters are welcome, as there are prompts for everyone - yes, including your grimdark antiheroes and playboy types.
Reply to others. Your characters are well-established "old" couple who've been with each other for a while and - hopefully - have left all the drama behind.
prompts.
special trip: enjoy the beaches of Florida or the twin-sun skies of Tatooine.
not the settling sort: how did you, of all people, settle down? nevermind, you might as well just reap the benefits.
new place: you two just can't keep your hands to yourselves. or your bodies off every piece of furniture you have.
night off: one of you is always busy, so time together is rare.
long distance: a more extreme version of the above. you two are married but don't live together, as one of you is always on the road...or on the run.
still so in love: no matter how long you've been together, the spark's still there.
hatesex: there's no spark here, as it's more like a raging inferno of resentment towards your insignificant other.
rekindle the spark: in continuation of spark talk, you guys are trying to recapture what you once had.
make-up sex: the best thing about marital spats? making up again!
romantic night: break out the chocolate and bubble bath.
still got it: they have no need for jealousy, as you have eyes only for them. you want to show them how beautiful they are.
domestically depraved: to the outside world, you're the Cleavers. in your own little world, you're still the perfect couple - just a bit kinky.
[tl,dr: detective whose significant other/co-worker was a dirty cop and now she's out for revenge -- bringing her back after a super-long rp break, so appreciate literally anyone who wants to hang out with her.]
"Snart?" Mick kicks the door closed behind him. Loot is deposited on the table along with a heat gun in need of repairs (again). He even takes the time to kick off his boots before moving deeper inside.
.. with a slight detour to restock the fridge and grab himself a beer.
"Lenny?"
He could be anywhere really, curled up reading, off on his own or sunning himself like a great grumpy cat. Mick prefers the latter, it gives him a clearer idea of the mood his partner is in.
Mick knows his partner wellโ he had been reading earlier, sprawled on the couch. He isnโt entirely sure when he fell asleep, but apparently he needed it.
What he didnโt need? The sharp jolt of alertness that the sound of the front door being opened gave him. How long had he been away from his father now? He was dead. When did those deep-drilled instincts start to calm the fuck down?
Maybe itโs also the whole resurrection thing. He is still adjusting to being back, and it's been a bit rougher than he'd like.
Quiet and withdrawn isn't an unusual state for Leonard, but it's been a littleโฆ deeper than usual since he came back. Since Mick fought tooth and nail to drag him back from some kind of afterlife. At least, Leonard assumes that's what that damn train was. Nothing else made sense.
โHey,โ he mumbles, sleep still thick on his tongue. He scrubs a hand over his face, marks his place in his book which he sets aside.
His eyes slide over to Mickโs broad frame, the one familiar thing in this place. And in this case, familiarity is the same as comfort. He could use some of both of those things lately.
They're still finding their way back to one another. Time travel, alternate timelines, it's like something out of his books. But semi-retirement is working for them now. Snart has his peace, far away from Central (and certain speedsters) and Mick has his distance from the team that didn't exactly have his back when he was at his lowest.
"Got you those vault specs," he nods at the table. "Few other things too." Things that sparkled and shone, little bits of loot that the timeline wouldn't miss. "Oh, and that book you wanted."
Their lives have never exactly been... typical, but the last handful of- years? weeks? months? how does one even tell time anymore, honestlyโ recently things have just been even more topsy-turvy than usual. So far, it's... not terrible. A little reminiscent of times of old, if he's honest, and goddammit if that thought doesn't just drag up a million memories. Not that anybody would be able to tell, there's not a single hint of any of it on his face.
"My favorite kind of goodies," he practically croons, smirking slightly. His eyes trail all of Mick's movements around the room, studying him in that way Leonard has always had about him, like he's just trying to memorize everything about the other man.
As if there's anything he doesn't already know at this point.
Mick doesn't mind the way his partner watches him. It's almost familiar, calling up memories of their early life together. Anyone else watching him with that degree of intensity would have found themselves in a fight.
.. but not Snart.
So he lets him watch, storing his gear and leaving the gun on one of at least a half dozen work tables. That's a problem for later him.
"I still remember what you like," he tosses a smirk over his shoulder before reaching into the fridge for a beer. He's earned a bit of a break before they go out and stir up trouble again.
โAfter all our time together, I would hope you didnโt forget everything so quickly,โ he says it in a teasing lilt, and thereโs a smirk on his face all the while.
He waits until Mick makes his way back toward the living room and when he starts to walk by the couch, seemingly headed to one of the work tables, Leonard reaches up and catches his sleeve, tugging hard enough to yank him to a stop. No words, just that one little action, but he knows Mick will understand the request all the same.
Heโs never been the tactile one of the two of them, but since heโs come backโฆ everything is a little weird. Sometimes, he doesnโt feelโฆ real anymore. Or maybe itโs the rest of the world that doesnโt feel real. Sometimes itโs both. Sometimes he just needs to feel something. Solid and warm under his hands.
[ the plan for their anniversary was nothing more than attending a play and sharing dinner at hotel debord afterwards. while it may be a simple outing to some, the evening was a well-deserved break given their roles alongside mounting responsibilities throughout the years. they had coordinated their schedules to line up with the fortress' free day so navia wouldn't have to worry about the late trek back to poisson. and with the fortress entrance being directly behind the opera epiclese, it only made sense to have her spend a couple days in the underworld for the sake of convenience.
wriothesley finishes dressing up after securing his cuffs and stepping behind navia to check the front of his suit at the lit mirror. ensuring the turtleneck covered up the worst his scars before moving to check his coat and pamphlets. ]
Time certainly does fly. [ wriothesley skims over the flyer for the night's play before leafing past a couple pages of the given programme, using their tickets as a makeshift bookmark after finding the schedule of events. ] Why, I still remember reading about Miss Furina's debut as a consultant and return to the stage through "The Little Oceanid".
[ his musings made it seem as though a decade has passed since then instead of a handful of years. however, wriothesley could hardly remember the last time he'd taken the time to watch a stage play in the overworld. things had certainly changed, considering navia was able to secure them both the premium suite at the opera house. apparently it was a new luxury the courts offered during performances by way of comfortable seating alongside a tea table with a small and fixed menu. ]
But I'm not surprised the play has become a staple performance since then, and I'm also eager to see how her protรฉgรฉ will step into in the lead role.
[ slipping their tickets into a coat pocket, wriothesley leans against the vanity and watches navia finish getting ready. despite his claims of not needing to go through the process of putting on makeup for any outings, wriothesley hasn't done much in terms of swaying navia towards any particular direction regarding the matter and had her own dedicated space installed in his quarters after some time. and so, he's now able to at least gauge how far along she was in getting prepped. ]
[ it shouldnโt be so exciting to go somewhere with Wriothesley โ after all, theyโve attended more than a few events together in the time theyโve known each other โ but Navia finds herself taking extra care with her hair and makeup tonight. her appearance has always been a point of pride after growing up in the very outskirts of high society, and a crucial part of her image as the President of Spina di Rosula, but she puts all that aside for tonight. theyโd both agreed that there would be no business or political talk as an extension of focusing on themselves and their intimate relationship for once.
maybe thatโs why she feels so giddy, which is a first, even though sheโs been very happy mostly staying in for their dates, and creatively working around their schedules to get some time together. Wriothesley never fails to be a source of comfortable steadiness and exciting change simultaneously, nor does he ever disrespect her experience and perspective despite their age differenceโฆ and those are just a few reasons why she loves him.
his observational skills, while they can drive her crazy sometimes, is another reason. ]
Yes! I just got it for tonight.
[ she takes a moment to show him the tube of lipstick, which looks fancier than usual with a pretty gold exterior and intricate design, which looks to be a brighter and deeper shade than the ones she tends to prefer. in contrast, sheโs gone for a much lighter hand for the rest of her face, her eyes looking even softer with gentle shades of brown eyeshadow acting as contour while her lashes opening them up even more.
although taking Wriothelseyโs breath away is her main goal for tonight, Navia canโt resist being goofy and exaggeratedly pouting her newly-lined lips now that she has his attention. of course, the duck-face goes well with the fabric hairband thatโs keeping all the rollers on her head nice and tight. honestly, he can only blame himself; he signed up for this kind of domesticity when he had that some space for her installedโฆ ]
[ if wriothesley offered her consistency, then navia had always ensured there was never a dull moment throughout their relationship. their differences in thought and perspective had undoubtedly changed his outlook on a number of subjectsโmostly for the better. work and the usual stressors had become easier to manage, he'd learn to take better care of himself, but above all elseโstriking a healthy balance between public and private matters was a habit he'd grown used to entertaining without the need to second guess himself constantly. he'd learned to live a little, as sigewinne so aptly put it. ]
Well, if you don't mind me taking a closer look. [ he pushes off from his spot and kneels by navia's seat to meet her gaze directly. making a small show of carefully looking over the details of her look, from her eyeshadow to the light dusting of blush, and eventually flashing a quiet smile at her cute attempt to showcase the new lip color. ] I see what you're going for. Lighter than usual, and maybe even intending to turn a couple heads during our date?
[ although wriothesley quickly straightens after the tease. his smile still lingering as he keeps by her side and gives one of the rollers a brief touch. mostly to check if the heat had mostly dissipated before signaling with a look through the mirror that the curlers were ready to be removed. with a practiced hand, wriothesley carefully unravels one of the sections and allows it fall gently into a palm. knowing navia would still need to brush the curls out prior to setting them with a bit of product. ]
But I quite like it. Can't wait to see how it all comes together.
[ she's better about not blushing when he gets close like this, but it's still incredibly difficult... is it his eyes? or the intentional sweetness that he embodies so casually as he admires her hard work? both, maybe. coupled with how handsome he is. Navia almost closes the distance between them to kiss him, but the night is far too young for him to be wearing her shade of lipstick - that can come later.
his teasing is obvious but she lets herself take Wriothesley's bait anyway, immediately huffing before she breaks into a smile. ]
There's only one person's attention I want.
[ and she already has it in spades, as demonstrated by the way he's able to unravel a roller from her head without tugging the hair harshly; such a small gesture that makes her heart swell so much. Navia thinks about the surprise gift she has for him and is even more thankful for her foresight.
the first time she'd gone through the entire process of getting ready in front of him, she hadn't been sure what to expect. complete disinterest would've been understandable, or even exasperation, but he'd be too respectful for anything truly derogatory. even with such high standards, she was blown away at the genuine interest he took, from watching her apply skincare to adding products to her hair before rolling them with heated curlers. she truly thinks that if he needed to, he could do her hair and makeup for her.
following his lead, Navia begins to unravel the other curlers, expression analytical as she surveys her own reflection. once all the rollers are out and her hair's been fluffed and brushed through, she puts her hands on her hips and smiles at Wriothesley through the mirror. ]
[ navia had always made it easy for him to be a little more candid during their times together. to show off more of his easy humor without it being misconstrued given his typical demeanor and way of going about things. very few knew wriothesley in his entirety, but navia always had an easy charm about her that made it easy to bring more of himself to the forefront without the usual pretenses. his trust and comfort in their relationship is evident in the way he gently smooths a few ends of her curls back into place once it's brushed out. ]
You'll have to forgive me if you find that I might be a bit distracted during the show then. [ there's a beat in between his thoughts, coupled by a huff of a laugh. he's frank, at least, despite the bit of banter. ] As for getting dressed?
[ there's a pause as he shifts towards her front to eye her form directly. his look caught somewhere in between ogling and imagining which outfit would best suit navia's appearance. if she was asking for his honest thoughts in trying to coordinate something together, then he'd do so diligently as her trusted beau.
meanwhile, wriothesley had always sought to complement navia's looks for most of their outings. his own outfits were just as polished, oftentimes simple, and well put-together much like his usual work attire. with the only embellishments to his overall appearance being the accessories navia had gifted him throughout the yearsโsuch as the watch and the silver rose lapel pin he currently has on. ]
I'd say you're good to move forward. Are you thinking of pairing this with a favorite dress of yours?
[ navia could pick anything from the wardrobe and he'd most likely sneak a couple glances before their dinner. however, wriothesley thinks she would appreciate a touch more considered thinking throughout the process. and it wasn't as though they were pressed for time, so perhaps she'd be able to narrow her options down to two or three test runs before making their way up to the surface. ]
[ she hadn't realized just how much she herself was touch-starved until they began engaging in physical intimacy, but that's probably not the only reason why even the lightest of his touches against her curls makes her shiver (in a good way). her position at the top of Spina di Rosula means she is just as isolated as any leader might be, far too respected to be touched with affection.
and then, of course, his words are equally effective. no matter how Wriothesley plays them off as teasing, she knows enough now to pick out the truth in the river-like flow of his wit. Navia attempts to give him a very reluctant smile, but it just comes out as hopelessly embarrassed as his stare doesn't let up.
it's amazing, how his gaze has gone from being inscrutable and intimidating to tempting... but alas! they have a whole special night planned and she's stronger than that. after answering his question in the affirmative, Navia steps behind the dressing divider that serves as her closet in his quarters; he'll be able to see her shadow but nothing else -
which makes sense when she steps out in what seems like a new outfit! or not entirely, as a closer look will dictate; she's never gotten rid of her frugal habits, so there are some new elements, like her skirt and the lining of her corset, but many other details, such as her gloves and ribbons, remain the same. most notably, however, it seems as though she's exchanged her gold theme out for silver - no doubt making more of an effort to match with Wriothesley.
it's always been important for Navia to maintain her own identity even with their relationship gaining depth, not only as the President of Spina, but as a visible woman in Fontainian society in general. she seems uncertain but shyly excited to gauge his reaction. ]
I'm not sure silver suits me quite as well. What do you think? And will you help me with my boots?
[ his full attention is either a boon or bane depending on the audience he entertains, but there was always an undeniable hint of admiration to his look whenever he finds himself alone with navia. unsurprising, given the length of their relationshipโbut the reverence he continues to hold for her hasn't dulled by any means over the years.
wriothesley continues to watch and wait for navia to finish readying herself. assessing her look with a hand to his chin once she steps back into view. his initial reaction is nothing more than a hum. allowing the mild reaction to simmer for a good moment before offering his hands for her to take. laughing all the while as he moves closer to carefully look over her outfit and remaining just as engaged in helping her get dressed. ]
The shade looks familiar. Makes me wonder who you're trying to impress here. [ he laughs at his own joke and by their hands, wriothesley gives navia a couple half-twirls in both directions. making sure to note the subtle changes outside of the new color. ] But you wear the color well, dear. Although I'd still look to adding a bit of gold here and there. Maybe through some of your accessories?
[ gold is what navia is known for, after all. and he'd like to at least highlight that trait gracefully since she was already making a heartfelt effort to match him.
however, he quietly obliges to her last request. not hiding the small smile by any means as he draws away momentarily to fetch her boots by the divider. after taking a seat at the edge of the bed, he gives one of his knees a pat as her cue to step forward. signaling that he's ultimately pleased with the look she's chosen for herself as well. ]
FOR ANOTHER DOKI WAS MADE. ONE FORGED IN THE FIRES OF MOUNT DOOM.
[ it's by purposeful evading that she hasn't kissed him yet - for the sake of her lipstick, perfectly applied, thank you very much!! and also because once she embraces him, it's very difficult to want to be anywhere else. but Wriothesley's making it very difficult when he's being so sweet, and engaging, and giving Navia every reason to hold her head up high and be confident in her appearance even when she's going for a new look.
anyway, it's a good thing that she doesn't go along with everything he says, because: ]
Gold and silver together? I don't think that'll make a good look, darling. It's almost like pairing brown and black together - it has to be very artfully done. Besides, don't you think my hair is too much gold already?
[ him helping her into her thigh high boots has become one of her favorite elements of getting ready; there's something sensual about her delicately placing her foot on his knee while he readies her boot, and then both of them working together to glide one one while she balances herself by putting a hand on his shoulder. when it's time to zip up, or in some cases, tie the whole thing together, her foot is back on his knee. by the end of it, Navia typically can't resist leaning down to give him a few kisses as thanks.
she'll see how much she's able to resist that urge tonight, although... there's a reason why she seems especially mischievous and perhaps it has to do with the custom garter belts that seem to have a familiar wolf sigil design. with the way they're placed, they should sit right on top of the boots to provide a seamless look. if he notices - which he will, of course - she's ready to flash a very innocent smile with wide eyes. hm? ]
[ wriothesley, on the other hand, does a good job reining in desires and keeping his thoughts in check. with his only reaction to her touch and kisses being a satisfied noise throughout his efforts to get her boots on. any other response would most likely lead to empty seats at the opera house and a missed dinner reservation, but he shrugs while securing the last hook of her boot. ]
Eh, I never claimed to be an expert in fashion. Good thing we have each other for a second or third opinion in this case, yes? [ he'd argue her usual outfit featured a ton of gold or yellow hues in it already, but that's dude logicโand an argument he doesn't want to start delving into during an otherwise pleasant evening. gotta pick and choose those battles wisely. although, it doesn't stop him from twisting his slight fumble into the typical show of flattery. ] But I certainly agree, your hair is like gold. Shimmering, precious, and something I've come to truly cherishโmuch like the rest of you.
[ the praise is thick and excessive in his tone, but there's still some truth to his words. given how his fingers brush and linger over her custom garters, admiring the sight and feel of her legs before glancing up at her with a knowing look. ]
Though I'm glad you're aware of those sentiments, too. [ he gives the inside of her thigh a small slap and caress before gently guiding her to stand straight. leaning back some on his hands to give her another measured stare now that the look was complete. ] Anything else you need help with?
[ that Wriothesley... Navia doesn't buckle under his knowing look, only pushing back even more with a raised brow of her own, but she may or may not jump at the slap and caress to her inner thigh (which he knows is one of her weak points.
it's amazing, how the desire to tackle him to the bed in a loving wrestling move and the urge to bring her heels up to his chest and push him back down are completely simultaneous. but he's been a good influence on her, too; Navia doesn't do either of those things, just adjusts to standing on her own feet before she offers him a hand. ]
No, I think I'm all set now. Shall we?
[ the weather is nice for a walk, especially now that the sun is on its way down and a pleasant warmth still lingers in the air. she'd expressed this to Wriothesley previously, but Navia is thankful that they don't have to go far - the Fortress is a closed system, whereas if too many people in the overworld see them together, there might be an overwhelming amount of interest.
still, she pointedly ignores all the eyes that wander over to their private box when they arrive, only responding to those brave enough to wave hello or greet them in other ways. it's another skill that she's learned from the Duke: how to be coolly distant without being too intimidating. ]
By the way...
[ Navia takes a seat and pretends to inspect the fancy placard that lists their menu for tonight, as if she hasn't memorized it all by now. the softer glow of the opera lighting makes Wriothesley look like a painting. she meets his gaze with an openly fond expression. ]
I forgot to mention that I also think you look very handsome.
it's mutual simp energy, and wrio couldn't ask for anything more
[ wriothesley is comforted to know her offered hand and touch doesn't pull away until they reach their assigned seats. even after all their years together, wriothesley considers it somewhat of an achievement that he's still very much a non-entity in the overworld. nothing more than a stranger linking arms with the head of the spina to most citizens, with their mutual friends and associates respecting their privacy well enough not to linger too long in their greetings. everyone's consideration allows wriothesley to place his focus solely on enjoying the evening with navia without having to worry about appearances or probing questions. it also helped that navia's poise and posture left little room for others to approach without displaying any untoward manners.
as he combs through the menu and tries to picture the scallop crudo or imagine the taste of osetra caviar, navia's sudden praise pulls him from his thoughts with a small look and brows raised. it really doesn't take much effort on navia's part to leave him tickled pink on any given day, but once the words sink in wriothesley can't help but chuckle. ]
Thank you, dear. [ he accepts the compliment with grace, all without his typical deflection or redirection back onto her either. figuring he could stand to be a little self-indulgent every once in a while and wholly relish in her affection. ] I try to look my best for you whenever we're on the surface. So I'm glad my efforts are to your liking.
[ in the meantime, they enjoy their pre-theatre appetizers and small entrรฉe. with wriothesley taking full advantage of their private booth to offer navia a few of her portions with the utmost care. and once the show begins, wriothesley becomes engrossed in watching the performanceโoccasionally straightening or shifting close enough to brush shoulders with navia during certain highs and lows of the show.
it isn't until they reach the intermission, and receive their petit fours as dessert, that wriothesley eagerly pores over the details of the play in between sharing a couple bites. from recalling the production to performance, it's evident from his demeanor alone that he's having a good time. as the troupers take their final bow, wriothesley's all smiles as the two them wait for most of the crowd to filter out before making their leave. above the buzz of the crowd, wriothesley threads their fingers together and sighs contentedly after leaning against navia. ]
Part of me wishes I could've seen it while Miss Furina was still on the playbill, but I've got to admit.. it was quite the show. [ there's a pause as he brings their joined hands up to briefly nuzzle and place a small kiss to the tops of her knuckles. flashing his own look of gratitude in return. ] But I appreciate you inviting me upstairs to come watch, so to speak, even though I'm sure you've seen this play a number of times already.
[ her eyes widen ever so slightly when he accepts her compliment so easily, and while Navia doesn't say anything about the unusual acceptance, it's impossible to miss the way it makes her happy.
the rest of their night continues in the same vein of contentment, with enjoyment of each fine dish that comes to their table and both of them completely engrossed in the performances with enough opinions to share when the lights go on for intermission. Navia is more than happy to cushion her chin with her hands as she listens to her date talk about what he's noticed and appreciated about the show and watches the excitement in his anticipation for what's to come.
it's wonderful, seeing him like this, and it only further cements the knowledge that she is completely and totally in love with this man. ]
If we got to see Lady Furina tonight, it would've been even harder for me to top, [ she teases, with a squeeze to his hand and a private, fond smile for the kiss to her knuckles. ] but now I know what I should do for you the next time she stars in a production, hm?
[ since they've waited for the swell of the crowds to leave, there are only small groups of people following them out - stragglers too busy talking to walk very quickly, much like themselves. ]
There was one more thing I wanted to give you, though.
[ which is why Navia leads him in the opposite direction from the Fortress and to the Fountain of Lucine instead. it is a late hour, with most fellow opera-goers already scattering for home. even the Melusines are smaller in number, no doubt the night shift roaming about to make sure everything is in order. ]
This was supposed to be given to you in a more private setting, but ah. I decided I didn't want to wait.
[ she fishes a small black box from her skirts, looking painfully shy all of a sudden as she hesitates before offering it to him. if he chooses to open it, he'll find a ring made out of steel, darkened to match the rest of his chosen metals, along with a chain so he can choose to wear it on a necklace if he prefers. ]
Nothing has changed since we first agreed to keep our relationship without labels, but, I wanted you to have a symbol of my devotion. A-and my love.
Just be sure to give me notice ahead of time then, should you land us tickets to one of Miss Furina's shows.
[ he'd also like for them both to give the gift of a bouquet the next time. part in showing more obvious and continued support of their former archon, and the other reason being simply for the heck of it. besides, wriothesley is sure a few of their mutual friends would also be in attendance for most of furina's shows. as those familiar faces would undoubtedly turn up in the after-performance crowds by the stage he could use as a means of catching up. not to mention his position in the underworld had always made it difficult to show appreciation or encouragement especially in the public eye.
much like now, as navia leads them both towards the fountain rather than the aquabus line named accordingly after her. it seems as though their dinner reservation would wait, since wriothesley can't help but raise a brow in her choice of location after signaling the desire to make an announcement. there's a tinge of concern that briefly passes through his featuresโconsidering what the fountain stood for in regards to couples in particularโbut wriothesley trusted navia wouldn't give him a scare so openly and in full view of anyone passing by.
his doubts are quickly dispelled through a sudden huff that leaves his shoulders sagging in near relief. fighting back the urge to awkwardly laugh before his focus turns towards the small box in her hands. ]
But this is.. [ a number of emotions rise to the surface, mostly in the way he carefully opens the box and looks over the ring. mostly in mild shock at her honest declaration, to a tender look of admiration aimed directly at navia, before his expression relaxes and a touch of pink finally reaches his ears. ] Ah, I am truly honored to receive such a blessing from my partner.
[ wriothesley places a hand over his heart as a proper show of acceptance of her feelings. his smile twisting to show a bit of unfettered excitement and sincere warmth as he tries to rein it all in for now. ]
Out of all the surprises you could've given me tonight, a ring was the last thing I would've expected. Just how long have you kept this from me? [ quickly falling back to using flattery and probing questions to mask being caught off guard by the overall gesture of love. while he'd never been a fan of surprises considering the transactional nature of business and his work, wriothesley feels the immediate need to step things up after all of this. ] Until I'm able to place one on your finger in return, I believe the chain will have to do for now. And soโwould you like to do the honors, my dear?
[ gently, wriothesley hooks the ring onto its chain before the box is snapped shut. moving to bow low enough for navia to fasten it around his neck after offering her the utmost symbol of their relationship. ]
this ๐ is the only thing an fb status CANT TOUCH
[ later, when she finally realizes the implications of bringing him to the Fountain, Navia will laugh heartily and send her lover a heartfelt and mostly apologetic note for giving him a tiny heart attack. thankfully, between herself and Sigewinne, they're very good about prevention and maintenance, so Wriothesley has nothing to worry about in that regard. for now though, there's a hint of worry at his initial reaction (she's too nervous not to notice!) before she sees what she'd hoped for.
it doesn't seem like much - it's not meant to be, compared to what most people in society might think - but as always, they've been good at stepping to their own pace. and the look on his face shows the understanding that he's shown her throughout their entire journey together. ]
I never thought I would be this sort of person, you know. [ she says as she takes the chain and steps closer to get the necklace around his neck so she can clasp it together in the back. ] The type who would care about giving a man a ring to promise my love and devotion. But after being with you, I know better. It's not that simple, is it?
[ with the chain secured, she puts a hand on his chest to let him know he can straighten up again. ]
I wanted to gift you this because you make me feel seen, and understood, on top of being loved. And I'm promising to always do the same for you in return.
[ she leans up to brush her lips against his cheek. ]
I love you, my darling. Always.
[ but the night isn't over yet, and despite the light snacking they've both done throughout the show, Navia knows they've both worked up quite a bit of appetite with the excitement. so she takes his arm, resplendent in her joy even as she doesn't expect him to say those words back to her. ]
Shall we, then?
๐ bereal status ๐ forrealreal this time ๐
[ while wriothesley doesn't know what sort of magic neuvillette had pulled to turn every single fontainian into 'real' humans, he would need to look into methods and ensure he wouldn't be responsible for any mishaps one of these days. sooner, rather than later. funny business aside, wriothesley quickly covers navia's hand with his own before moving them to settle more over his heart. maintaining his bow just long enough to show his partner proper respect before straightening, and letting the ring fall into place for all to see. ]
And I never thought I'd find myself welcoming such kindness in my life as well. [ wriothesley shifts his touch for a moment, if only to reach for and lift both of navia's hands before giving them a gentle squeeze. a bit bold of him to do so, considering their surroundings, but they were already committed to expressing themselves in such a meaningful place already. there was no harm in carrying on for a moment longer. ] It is a wonderful feeling, even if at times is hard to bear, but thank you for allowing me the chance to realize that someone like myself can still come to love another. I am most grateful to have you as my partner, Navia.
[ wriothesley all but beams when navia leans forward to press a quick kiss before linking their arms together. as they make their way to the station, he continues to turn over his thoughts during their walk. allowing the words to flow more naturally rather than worrying about how it ought to be dressed up and presented, not minding the brief bouts of silence either, as wriothesley enjoys the sights of the overworld along the way. ]
So, let's continue to outdo our expectations, yes? Since it's an endeavor I'd like to continue making great strides in alongside you.
[ and beneath the clear night skies while seated in their trolley cart, wriothesley whispers a turn of phrase he's seldom ever expressed as the aquabus signals its arrival into the city. ]
Edited (this is absolutely what i get for trying to speed write through the pain) 2024-02-21 06:19 (UTC)
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Umino Iruka | Naruto
Levi Ackerman ( Attack on Titan)
Zack Fair | FF7 | ota
grace hollingsworth | detective oc | m/f, f/f with discussion
takatoshi hijiyama | 13 sentinels: aegis rim
edelgard von hresvelg | fire emblem: 3 hopes
machi kuragi | fruits basket | m/f
Himeko . Honkai Star Rail . OTA
ignis scientia | final fantasy xv | ota
Xie Lian | Heaven Official's Blessing | M/M
Kaeya Alberich | Genshin Impact
Leonard Snart | DCtv | Mick's especially welcome ๐
You rang?
!!!
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.. with a slight detour to restock the fridge and grab himself a beer.
"Lenny?"
He could be anywhere really, curled up reading, off on his own or sunning himself like a great grumpy cat. Mick prefers the latter, it gives him a clearer idea of the mood his partner is in.
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What he didnโt need? The sharp jolt of alertness that the sound of the front door being opened gave him. How long had he been away from his father now? He was dead. When did those deep-drilled instincts start to calm the fuck down?
Maybe itโs also the whole resurrection thing. He is still adjusting to being back, and it's been a bit rougher than he'd like.
Quiet and withdrawn isn't an unusual state for Leonard, but it's been a littleโฆ deeper than usual since he came back. Since Mick fought tooth and nail to drag him back from some kind of afterlife. At least, Leonard assumes that's what that damn train was. Nothing else made sense.
โHey,โ he mumbles, sleep still thick on his tongue. He scrubs a hand over his face, marks his place in his book which he sets aside.
His eyes slide over to Mickโs broad frame, the one familiar thing in this place. And in this case, familiarity is the same as comfort. He could use some of both of those things lately.
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"Got you those vault specs," he nods at the table. "Few other things too." Things that sparkled and shone, little bits of loot that the timeline wouldn't miss. "Oh, and that book you wanted."
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"My favorite kind of goodies," he practically croons, smirking slightly. His eyes trail all of Mick's movements around the room, studying him in that way Leonard has always had about him, like he's just trying to memorize everything about the other man.
As if there's anything he doesn't already know at this point.
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.. but not Snart.
So he lets him watch, storing his gear and leaving the gun on one of at least a half dozen work tables. That's a problem for later him.
"I still remember what you like," he tosses a smirk over his shoulder before reaching into the fridge for a beer. He's earned a bit of a break before they go out and stir up trouble again.
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He waits until Mick makes his way back toward the living room and when he starts to walk by the couch, seemingly headed to one of the work tables, Leonard reaches up and catches his sleeve, tugging hard enough to yank him to a stop. No words, just that one little action, but he knows Mick will understand the request all the same.
Heโs never been the tactile one of the two of them, but since heโs come backโฆ everything is a little weird. Sometimes, he doesnโt feelโฆ real anymore. Or maybe itโs the rest of the world that doesnโt feel real. Sometimes itโs both. Sometimes he just needs to feel something. Solid and warm under his hands.
Mickโs a really good choice for that.
Sakaguchi Ango | Bungou Stray Dogs
Keith Kogane | Voltron | OTA - m/m
Goro Akechi | Persona 5 franchise | ota - m/m
ortega / altered carbon
navia | genshin impact | ota
like jamba juice we blend our numbers and ideas
wriothesley finishes dressing up after securing his cuffs and stepping behind navia to check the front of his suit at the lit mirror. ensuring the turtleneck covered up the worst his scars before moving to check his coat and pamphlets. ]
Time certainly does fly. [ wriothesley skims over the flyer for the night's play before leafing past a couple pages of the given programme, using their tickets as a makeshift bookmark after finding the schedule of events. ] Why, I still remember reading about Miss Furina's debut as a consultant and return to the stage through "The Little Oceanid".
[ his musings made it seem as though a decade has passed since then instead of a handful of years. however, wriothesley could hardly remember the last time he'd taken the time to watch a stage play in the overworld. things had certainly changed, considering navia was able to secure them both the premium suite at the opera house. apparently it was a new luxury the courts offered during performances by way of comfortable seating alongside a tea table with a small and fixed menu. ]
But I'm not surprised the play has become a staple performance since then, and I'm also eager to see how her protรฉgรฉ will step into in the lead role.
[ slipping their tickets into a coat pocket, wriothesley leans against the vanity and watches navia finish getting ready. despite his claims of not needing to go through the process of putting on makeup for any outings, wriothesley hasn't done much in terms of swaying navia towards any particular direction regarding the matter and had her own dedicated space installed in his quarters after some time. and so, he's now able to at least gauge how far along she was in getting prepped. ]
Oh, is that a new color?
I'm sorry wriothesley HAHAHAHA
maybe thatโs why she feels so giddy, which is a first, even though sheโs been very happy mostly staying in for their dates, and creatively working around their schedules to get some time together. Wriothesley never fails to be a source of comfortable steadiness and exciting change simultaneously, nor does he ever disrespect her experience and perspective despite their age differenceโฆ and those are just a few reasons why she loves him.
his observational skills, while they can drive her crazy sometimes, is another reason. ]
Yes! I just got it for tonight.
[ she takes a moment to show him the tube of lipstick, which looks fancier than usual with a pretty gold exterior and intricate design, which looks to be a brighter and deeper shade than the ones she tends to prefer. in contrast, sheโs gone for a much lighter hand for the rest of her face, her eyes looking even softer with gentle shades of brown eyeshadow acting as contour while her lashes opening them up even more.
although taking Wriothelseyโs breath away is her main goal for tonight, Navia canโt resist being goofy and exaggeratedly pouting her newly-lined lips now that she has his attention. of course, the duck-face goes well with the fabric hairband thatโs keeping all the rollers on her head nice and tight. honestly, he can only blame himself; he signed up for this kind of domesticity when he had that some space for her installedโฆ ]
What do you think? Does it suit me?
what's there to be sorry about baka
Well, if you don't mind me taking a closer look. [ he pushes off from his spot and kneels by navia's seat to meet her gaze directly. making a small show of carefully looking over the details of her look, from her eyeshadow to the light dusting of blush, and eventually flashing a quiet smile at her cute attempt to showcase the new lip color. ] I see what you're going for. Lighter than usual, and maybe even intending to turn a couple heads during our date?
[ although wriothesley quickly straightens after the tease. his smile still lingering as he keeps by her side and gives one of the rollers a brief touch. mostly to check if the heat had mostly dissipated before signaling with a look through the mirror that the curlers were ready to be removed. with a practiced hand, wriothesley carefully unravels one of the sections and allows it fall gently into a palm. knowing navia would still need to brush the curls out prior to setting them with a bit of product. ]
But I quite like it. Can't wait to see how it all comes together.
s-senpai ๐ฅบ
his teasing is obvious but she lets herself take Wriothesley's bait anyway, immediately huffing before she breaks into a smile. ]
There's only one person's attention I want.
[ and she already has it in spades, as demonstrated by the way he's able to unravel a roller from her head without tugging the hair harshly; such a small gesture that makes her heart swell so much. Navia thinks about the surprise gift she has for him and is even more thankful for her foresight.
the first time she'd gone through the entire process of getting ready in front of him, she hadn't been sure what to expect. complete disinterest would've been understandable, or even exasperation, but he'd be too respectful for anything truly derogatory. even with such high standards, she was blown away at the genuine interest he took, from watching her apply skincare to adding products to her hair before rolling them with heated curlers. she truly thinks that if he needed to, he could do her hair and makeup for her.
following his lead, Navia begins to unravel the other curlers, expression analytical as she surveys her own reflection. once all the rollers are out and her hair's been fluffed and brushed through, she puts her hands on her hips and smiles at Wriothesley through the mirror. ]
What do you think? Good enough to get dressed?
pls accept my chocolates kouhai
You'll have to forgive me if you find that I might be a bit distracted during the show then. [ there's a beat in between his thoughts, coupled by a huff of a laugh. he's frank, at least, despite the bit of banter. ] As for getting dressed?
[ there's a pause as he shifts towards her front to eye her form directly. his look caught somewhere in between ogling and imagining which outfit would best suit navia's appearance. if she was asking for his honest thoughts in trying to coordinate something together, then he'd do so diligently as her trusted beau.
meanwhile, wriothesley had always sought to complement navia's looks for most of their outings. his own outfits were just as polished, oftentimes simple, and well put-together much like his usual work attire. with the only embellishments to his overall appearance being the accessories navia had gifted him throughout the yearsโsuch as the watch and the silver rose lapel pin he currently has on. ]
I'd say you're good to move forward. Are you thinking of pairing this with a favorite dress of yours?
[ navia could pick anything from the wardrobe and he'd most likely sneak a couple glances before their dinner. however, wriothesley thinks she would appreciate a touch more considered thinking throughout the process. and it wasn't as though they were pressed for time, so perhaps she'd be able to narrow her options down to two or three test runs before making their way up to the surface. ]
as long as you accept my love too ๐ฅน
and then, of course, his words are equally effective. no matter how Wriothesley plays them off as teasing, she knows enough now to pick out the truth in the river-like flow of his wit. Navia attempts to give him a very reluctant smile, but it just comes out as hopelessly embarrassed as his stare doesn't let up.
it's amazing, how his gaze has gone from being inscrutable and intimidating to tempting... but alas! they have a whole special night planned and she's stronger than that. after answering his question in the affirmative, Navia steps behind the dressing divider that serves as her closet in his quarters; he'll be able to see her shadow but nothing else -
which makes sense when she steps out in what seems like a new outfit! or not entirely, as a closer look will dictate; she's never gotten rid of her frugal habits, so there are some new elements, like her skirt and the lining of her corset, but many other details, such as her gloves and ribbons, remain the same. most notably, however, it seems as though she's exchanged her gold theme out for silver - no doubt making more of an effort to match with Wriothesley.
it's always been important for Navia to maintain her own identity even with their relationship gaining depth, not only as the President of Spina, but as a visible woman in Fontainian society in general. she seems uncertain but shyly excited to gauge his reaction. ]
I'm not sure silver suits me quite as well. What do you think? And will you help me with my boots?
THATS A GIVEN DOKI DOKI ALL AROUND
wriothesley continues to watch and wait for navia to finish readying herself. assessing her look with a hand to his chin once she steps back into view. his initial reaction is nothing more than a hum. allowing the mild reaction to simmer for a good moment before offering his hands for her to take. laughing all the while as he moves closer to carefully look over her outfit and remaining just as engaged in helping her get dressed. ]
The shade looks familiar. Makes me wonder who you're trying to impress here. [ he laughs at his own joke and by their hands, wriothesley gives navia a couple half-twirls in both directions. making sure to note the subtle changes outside of the new color. ] But you wear the color well, dear. Although I'd still look to adding a bit of gold here and there. Maybe through some of your accessories?
[ gold is what navia is known for, after all. and he'd like to at least highlight that trait gracefully since she was already making a heartfelt effort to match him.
however, he quietly obliges to her last request. not hiding the small smile by any means as he draws away momentarily to fetch her boots by the divider. after taking a seat at the edge of the bed, he gives one of his knees a pat as her cue to step forward. signaling that he's ultimately pleased with the look she's chosen for herself as well. ]
FOR ANOTHER DOKI WAS MADE. ONE FORGED IN THE FIRES OF MOUNT DOOM.
anyway, it's a good thing that she doesn't go along with everything he says, because: ]
Gold and silver together? I don't think that'll make a good look, darling. It's almost like pairing brown and black together - it has to be very artfully done. Besides, don't you think my hair is too much gold already?
[ him helping her into her thigh high boots has become one of her favorite elements of getting ready; there's something sensual about her delicately placing her foot on his knee while he readies her boot, and then both of them working together to glide one one while she balances herself by putting a hand on his shoulder. when it's time to zip up, or in some cases, tie the whole thing together, her foot is back on his knee. by the end of it, Navia typically can't resist leaning down to give him a few kisses as thanks.
she'll see how much she's able to resist that urge tonight, although... there's a reason why she seems especially mischievous and perhaps it has to do with the custom garter belts that seem to have a familiar wolf sigil design. with the way they're placed, they should sit right on top of the boots to provide a seamless look. if he notices - which he will, of course - she's ready to flash a very innocent smile with wide eyes. hm? ]
YEAH OK YEAH ALRIGHT NICE META simp king my butt
Eh, I never claimed to be an expert in fashion. Good thing we have each other for a second or third opinion in this case, yes? [ he'd argue her usual outfit featured a ton of gold or yellow hues in it already, but that's dude logicโand an argument he doesn't want to start delving into during an otherwise pleasant evening. gotta pick and choose those battles wisely. although, it doesn't stop him from twisting his slight fumble into the typical show of flattery. ] But I certainly agree, your hair is like gold. Shimmering, precious, and something I've come to truly cherishโmuch like the rest of you.
[ the praise is thick and excessive in his tone, but there's still some truth to his words. given how his fingers brush and linger over her custom garters, admiring the sight and feel of her legs before glancing up at her with a knowing look. ]
Though I'm glad you're aware of those sentiments, too. [ he gives the inside of her thigh a small slap and caress before gently guiding her to stand straight. leaning back some on his hands to give her another measured stare now that the look was complete. ] Anything else you need help with?
LMAOOO NAVIA IS SIMP QUEEN THO
it's amazing, how the desire to tackle him to the bed in a loving wrestling move and the urge to bring her heels up to his chest and push him back down are completely simultaneous. but he's been a good influence on her, too; Navia doesn't do either of those things, just adjusts to standing on her own feet before she offers him a hand. ]
No, I think I'm all set now. Shall we?
[ the weather is nice for a walk, especially now that the sun is on its way down and a pleasant warmth still lingers in the air. she'd expressed this to Wriothesley previously, but Navia is thankful that they don't have to go far - the Fortress is a closed system, whereas if too many people in the overworld see them together, there might be an overwhelming amount of interest.
still, she pointedly ignores all the eyes that wander over to their private box when they arrive, only responding to those brave enough to wave hello or greet them in other ways. it's another skill that she's learned from the Duke: how to be coolly distant without being too intimidating. ]
By the way...
[ Navia takes a seat and pretends to inspect the fancy placard that lists their menu for tonight, as if she hasn't memorized it all by now. the softer glow of the opera lighting makes Wriothesley look like a painting. she meets his gaze with an openly fond expression. ]
I forgot to mention that I also think you look very handsome.
it's mutual simp energy, and wrio couldn't ask for anything more
as he combs through the menu and tries to picture the scallop crudo or imagine the taste of osetra caviar, navia's sudden praise pulls him from his thoughts with a small look and brows raised. it really doesn't take much effort on navia's part to leave him tickled pink on any given day, but once the words sink in wriothesley can't help but chuckle. ]
Thank you, dear. [ he accepts the compliment with grace, all without his typical deflection or redirection back onto her either. figuring he could stand to be a little self-indulgent every once in a while and wholly relish in her affection. ] I try to look my best for you whenever we're on the surface. So I'm glad my efforts are to your liking.
[ in the meantime, they enjoy their pre-theatre appetizers and small entrรฉe. with wriothesley taking full advantage of their private booth to offer navia a few of her portions with the utmost care. and once the show begins, wriothesley becomes engrossed in watching the performanceโoccasionally straightening or shifting close enough to brush shoulders with navia during certain highs and lows of the show.
it isn't until they reach the intermission, and receive their petit fours as dessert, that wriothesley eagerly pores over the details of the play in between sharing a couple bites. from recalling the production to performance, it's evident from his demeanor alone that he's having a good time. as the troupers take their final bow, wriothesley's all smiles as the two them wait for most of the crowd to filter out before making their leave. above the buzz of the crowd, wriothesley threads their fingers together and sighs contentedly after leaning against navia. ]
Part of me wishes I could've seen it while Miss Furina was still on the playbill, but I've got to admit.. it was quite the show. [ there's a pause as he brings their joined hands up to briefly nuzzle and place a small kiss to the tops of her knuckles. flashing his own look of gratitude in return. ] But I appreciate you inviting me upstairs to come watch, so to speak, even though I'm sure you've seen this play a number of times already.
#soulmates
the rest of their night continues in the same vein of contentment, with enjoyment of each fine dish that comes to their table and both of them completely engrossed in the performances with enough opinions to share when the lights go on for intermission. Navia is more than happy to cushion her chin with her hands as she listens to her date talk about what he's noticed and appreciated about the show and watches the excitement in his anticipation for what's to come.
it's wonderful, seeing him like this, and it only further cements the knowledge that she is completely and totally in love with this man. ]
If we got to see Lady Furina tonight, it would've been even harder for me to top, [ she teases, with a squeeze to his hand and a private, fond smile for the kiss to her knuckles. ] but now I know what I should do for you the next time she stars in a production, hm?
[ since they've waited for the swell of the crowds to leave, there are only small groups of people following them out - stragglers too busy talking to walk very quickly, much like themselves. ]
There was one more thing I wanted to give you, though.
[ which is why Navia leads him in the opposite direction from the Fortress and to the Fountain of Lucine instead. it is a late hour, with most fellow opera-goers already scattering for home. even the Melusines are smaller in number, no doubt the night shift roaming about to make sure everything is in order. ]
This was supposed to be given to you in a more private setting, but ah. I decided I didn't want to wait.
[ she fishes a small black box from her skirts, looking painfully shy all of a sudden as she hesitates before offering it to him. if he chooses to open it, he'll find a ring made out of steel, darkened to match the rest of his chosen metals, along with a chain so he can choose to wear it on a necklace if he prefers. ]
Nothing has changed since we first agreed to keep our relationship without labels, but, I wanted you to have a symbol of my devotion. A-and my love.
it's the fb relationship status change for me
[ he'd also like for them both to give the gift of a bouquet the next time. part in showing more obvious and continued support of their former archon, and the other reason being simply for the heck of it. besides, wriothesley is sure a few of their mutual friends would also be in attendance for most of furina's shows. as those familiar faces would undoubtedly turn up in the after-performance crowds by the stage he could use as a means of catching up. not to mention his position in the underworld had always made it difficult to show appreciation or encouragement especially in the public eye.
much like now, as navia leads them both towards the fountain rather than the aquabus line named accordingly after her. it seems as though their dinner reservation would wait, since wriothesley can't help but raise a brow in her choice of location after signaling the desire to make an announcement. there's a tinge of concern that briefly passes through his featuresโconsidering what the fountain stood for in regards to couples in particularโbut wriothesley trusted navia wouldn't give him a scare so openly and in full view of anyone passing by.
his doubts are quickly dispelled through a sudden huff that leaves his shoulders sagging in near relief. fighting back the urge to awkwardly laugh before his focus turns towards the small box in her hands. ]
But this is.. [ a number of emotions rise to the surface, mostly in the way he carefully opens the box and looks over the ring. mostly in mild shock at her honest declaration, to a tender look of admiration aimed directly at navia, before his expression relaxes and a touch of pink finally reaches his ears. ] Ah, I am truly honored to receive such a blessing from my partner.
[ wriothesley places a hand over his heart as a proper show of acceptance of her feelings. his smile twisting to show a bit of unfettered excitement and sincere warmth as he tries to rein it all in for now. ]
Out of all the surprises you could've given me tonight, a ring was the last thing I would've expected. Just how long have you kept this from me? [ quickly falling back to using flattery and probing questions to mask being caught off guard by the overall gesture of love. while he'd never been a fan of surprises considering the transactional nature of business and his work, wriothesley feels the immediate need to step things up after all of this. ] Until I'm able to place one on your finger in return, I believe the chain will have to do for now. And soโwould you like to do the honors, my dear?
[ gently, wriothesley hooks the ring onto its chain before the box is snapped shut. moving to bow low enough for navia to fasten it around his neck after offering her the utmost symbol of their relationship. ]
this ๐ is the only thing an fb status CANT TOUCH
it doesn't seem like much - it's not meant to be, compared to what most people in society might think - but as always, they've been good at stepping to their own pace. and the look on his face shows the understanding that he's shown her throughout their entire journey together. ]
I never thought I would be this sort of person, you know. [ she says as she takes the chain and steps closer to get the necklace around his neck so she can clasp it together in the back. ] The type who would care about giving a man a ring to promise my love and devotion. But after being with you, I know better. It's not that simple, is it?
[ with the chain secured, she puts a hand on his chest to let him know he can straighten up again. ]
I wanted to gift you this because you make me feel seen, and understood, on top of being loved. And I'm promising to always do the same for you in return.
[ she leans up to brush her lips against his cheek. ]
I love you, my darling. Always.
[ but the night isn't over yet, and despite the light snacking they've both done throughout the show, Navia knows they've both worked up quite a bit of appetite with the excitement. so she takes his arm, resplendent in her joy even as she doesn't expect him to say those words back to her. ]
Shall we, then?
๐ bereal status ๐ forrealreal this time ๐
And I never thought I'd find myself welcoming such kindness in my life as well. [ wriothesley shifts his touch for a moment, if only to reach for and lift both of navia's hands before giving them a gentle squeeze. a bit bold of him to do so, considering their surroundings, but they were already committed to expressing themselves in such a meaningful place already. there was no harm in carrying on for a moment longer. ] It is a wonderful feeling, even if at times is hard to bear, but thank you for allowing me the chance to realize that someone like myself can still come to love another. I am most grateful to have you as my partner, Navia.
[ wriothesley all but beams when navia leans forward to press a quick kiss before linking their arms together. as they make their way to the station, he continues to turn over his thoughts during their walk. allowing the words to flow more naturally rather than worrying about how it ought to be dressed up and presented, not minding the brief bouts of silence either, as wriothesley enjoys the sights of the overworld along the way. ]
So, let's continue to outdo our expectations, yes? Since it's an endeavor I'd like to continue making great strides in alongside you.
[ and beneath the clear night skies while seated in their trolley cart, wriothesley whispers a turn of phrase he's seldom ever expressed as the aquabus signals its arrival into the city. ]
Kurogiri/Shirakumo | My Hero Academia | ota