[Rather than shirk into anything resembling modesty, Takasugi feels the hollow of his chest swell. Pride - not the arrogance he wears regularly, but the hubris that brings one too close to the sun.
A monsters arms, coiled around him, swearing protection.
Creatures like them are better at bringing destruction than comfort - Takasugi isn't complacent in being kept safe by a beast.
An offer to butcher anything that troubles him is far more suitable.
Though, in the end, he'll take it all. Not an ally or a friend or a lover-
Just some wretched thing; a pale blade.]
Nn- [A hum - satisfied. Takasugi tilts his head into the affection, raising his hand to adjust his mask. Slid around to the side of his head, the band ruffles his hair beyond 'aesthetically disheveled.'
His eye darting to the man's wrist betrays the impulse to press a kiss to jutting bone, a whim Takasugi ultimately replaces by simply leaning closer.] Then, should I expect you for my birthday as well?
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A monsters arms, coiled around him, swearing protection.
Creatures like them are better at bringing destruction than comfort - Takasugi isn't complacent in being kept safe by a beast.
An offer to butcher anything that troubles him is far more suitable.
Though, in the end, he'll take it all. Not an ally or a friend or a lover-
Just some wretched thing; a pale blade.]
Nn- [A hum - satisfied. Takasugi tilts his head into the affection, raising his hand to adjust his mask. Slid around to the side of his head, the band ruffles his hair beyond 'aesthetically disheveled.'
His eye darting to the man's wrist betrays the impulse to press a kiss to jutting bone, a whim Takasugi ultimately replaces by simply leaning closer.] Then, should I expect you for my birthday as well?