hi im kendall (or kendy or ken or idk call me what u want just don’t call me late for dinner) im 31 i use any pronouns and this is my blog where i write and talk about dante dmc and sometimes other animanga and games and right now love and deepspace.......
i am a self shipper, if you dont like that please go look at another blog. this space will contain posts relating to both me as a person and my relationship with the media i consume.
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he’ll redirect it into breaking and entering into peoples homes using inter dimensional portals to knock their lamps over and drink their milk out of the carton
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genuinely do hc dante as a great cook he just never has time or ingredients but like give him time and food and he’s messing around in the kitchen he’s taking his time he’s singing a song he’s chopping and tasting and plating
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going out to dinner and pretending you’re strangers is so sexy like woo me entertain me don’t act like you’ve ever said my name before and let’s respark the beginning
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Note: *checks calendar* well well well, it's someone who loves Veritas' birthday today ₍^˵- ⩊ -˵^₎⟆
Tags: Veritas Ratio x reader, fluff, established relationship
"Veri?"
Your eyes were still bleary with sleep, having only just stumbled out of your sunkissed sheets and into the living room in search of your lover. What met you when you'd rubbed your eyes was the sight of Veritas, lounging on the couch in only his briefs, a cup of steaming tea in one hand, and the newspaper in the other.
He peered at you over the rim of his glasses, hair still messy from sleep.
You huffed before he could set down the paper, trying to remain unaffected by the slow drag of his gaze along your body. "You'd just leave me in bed alone on my birthday of all days?"
Veritas stretched his arms above his head, looking like a large housecat who'd just awoken self-satisfied after a great nap.
"Before accusing me of such grave injustive, why not instead try to infer what could've possibly persuaded me to get out of bed instead of staying with you in my arms?" He quirked a brow in the way that made students tense, but that you knew as an expression of fondness above all as.
And then it hit you, the faint scent of freshly baked bread wafting from the kitchen.
With a smile on your lips you went over to sit down beside him, squeaking in surprise when broad palms grabbed your hips and guided you down onto his lap instead.
"You baked?"
"Well," Veritas began, leaning in to kiss the top of your head, "there might be a humble breakfast waiting. I couldn't very well let my dear starve could I? But if you'd rather cuddle first then that can certainly be arranged."
You paused for a moment, knowing very well what you wanted, but not wanting to seem ungrateful either. Breakfast first wouldn't be bad either.
Before you could voice your decision, Veritas' thumb tapped against your bottom lip and coaxed it from between your teeth. "Breakfast can wait."
"But you made it for me-"
"Because I wanted to. I'm quite certain nothing will go stale even if we wait an hour or two."
His hand had moved to the back of your neck, pulling you in for a brief kiss. A sigh left you as he pulled away and your head fell forward against his toned shoulder. The scent was familiar and his skin warm, far removed from the marble statues students and professors alike associated him with. Your muttered thanks against him was acknowledge by a gentle hum that reverberated through your bones.
"I should check if anyone's written to me, you know how my family has a tendency to..." You trailed off, the soothing rub along your back making you relax despite the stress that had been lingering at the back of your mind for days.
They wanted to celebrate you, had planned all kinds of outings throughout the years, but the way they did it always left a sour taste, the day more about making them feel like they were doing good instead of what you actually wanted.
"To make today about their wants instead of yours? Yes, I remember that quite well. Which is why I've already informed them that you'll be busy today."
His words echoed in your mind as you looked up at him with wide eyes, countless questions on your tongue. There was the briefest flicker of fear for the potential retaliation, but Veritas was quick to press his forehead to yours.
"You aren't of course, unless you've got things planned. They were all quite sympathetic to the news, a little disgruntled, but they understood that the plans a husband has made outweigh theirs." He flashed the briefest of smiles, sly in a way no one rarely saw from him. It was evident that he was proud.
Your cheeks felt warm as you angled your head into the crook of his neck instead, unable to keep soft laughter from bubbling in your chest.
"Thank you."
"Don't thank me yet dear, you haven't even gotten your present."
helloooooo!!! question ab danken: when he’s asked by a stranger to describe you when you’re not around what do you think he usually replies with? in a “what’s your wife like?” sort of way. is he giving a full rundown or is he sort of secretive about your relationship in front of others. so curious and listening 🙂↕️
the way i started getting emosh just reading this how do u cut to my very soul every time what’s that about
he isn’t secretive at all but he is protective and doesn’t want anyone to get any clever ideas so he really chooses his words carefully even if he wants to brag badly. it really comes down to “you know exactly when she enters the room because everyone is drawn to her” and when asked to elaborate he either will cut a joke about “because she looks so good you can’t miss it” which like thanks baby but you’re exaggerating or will say something very sweet like “she makes everyone feel at ease and gives everyone the time of day, it’s impossible not to be drawn toward that” and like :((( bebe…..
