禍津神—夜卜

　　He was pouting childishly, frown placed on his gaze while it switched from her to her hands, curiosity getting the best out of him anyways. 

　　❝ You coulda left the “moron” out, y’know. It’s my day, after all!!❞ His voice held no upset though, but rather a comical annoyance. He still grabbed the package, and opened it to find a gorgeous azure bracelet. It slip comfortably in his wrist, and he glanced at it from different angles, studying it.

Excuse me somebody's sharing the day with my b-day? :O))

　Instead of moving over to receive the gift himself, the deity simply watched the child place the note on his small shrine. Whether she knew what she was doing or to whom she was giving an offering too, it was a kind gesture. Rather adorable, too.

   ❛ I suppose today’s worth something. ❜ She tosses a five yen coin into the air; happy Yato Day. 

wtf you're alive?

@past-into-future said:

dude ur alive!?))