#arcanadyne

“hmm no doubt about that, I guess.”

“I’m glad you know your place.”

Trick or Treat Aesthetic Board.

“I dunno why y'all hatin.”

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”Whaddya ya lost something up in here? Durin the middle of game time too? You always flinging stuff ‘round my room when you’re feeling a pinch lazy!”

Or was that her excuse when she was close to experiencing a loss up on the consoles? Shooting a childish glare towards his special lady, much to his amusement, it’s met with equal ferocity before the two of them could hardly hold it any longer. Bursting out into a quick spiel of laughter, soon enough the blond abides as he presses the pause button on the controller. Leaning back against his makeshift support of his bedside, a sigh eases from him as he nudges his head. “What the hell ever. Go on n’ grab it, before it winds up missing like that one manga I could never get my hands on.”

One that will be sorely missed as it had one of his favorite fights in it! None the less he abides by Hana’s wishes as he expects her to hop up and go to searching around his room. Closing his eyes briefly while stretching out the arms, a yawn is prompted from his lips until the familiar line of warm could be felt eased along his form. Confused for a second, he half believed she was about to give him a kiss before hopping up. Though no, ohhhhh no, it was far from that idea and one that he knew damn well she wasn’t trying to be sneaky about! Their time together would give her a solid idea on a certain fixation of his after all.So to see her crawling up and over him to reach for something at the crevice made from his bedside and the shelf made him nearly go breathless. No amount of comebacks in the world could’ve prepared him for Hana’s butt to be staring him directly in the face, as she begins to make that reach while on all fours. (One he was genuinely beginning to question was that important in the first place!) Any focus being retained for the game was quickly being drawn out, melted away as low grunt sounds from Ryuji, a clear sign that she hooked the delinquent exactly where she wanted him.

That Phantom Thief side of her’s really was finding those ways to come taunt him in the real world. At this point the idea of shame was well beyond him due to their close. “Realllly.. takin’ your sweet as hell time with that, huh?”

Nothing more would be said as the idea of action quickly takes it’s place. Soon enough those broad hands of his would make their reach, finding exactly what he’s looking for as the plush feeling jolts blinding joy through his limbs. Quickly those very fingers clutch down, gripping firm at her backside as a playful grin rises onto his lips. He’d revel in the way she’d perk up as if suffering a moment of brief shock, it always made the bold moves like this exactly worth it as he gives her butt one hell of an appreciative squeeze.

“Huh. N’ would’cha look at that.. I went n’ found those cinnamon buns I’ve been trying to find up in here.”

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”And has either of us been effin’ adults again?” Ryuji mutters as they were currently up in the said aisle that houses a multitude of cute things. He half-swears more than half of these beady eyed (but overall adorable) bastards eyeballed them as much they were doing to the flock of them. Thankfully these stuffed animal toys didn’t house the abnormal creepy factor like dolls could provide in a landslide.

Bunnies, bears, you name it, part of him couldn’t help but hold a latent curiosity to what would be up Hana’s alley. One of the ideas that always rolled about within his mind were methods to make her happy. Giving a gentle pat to his wallet, it’s abundantly clear from any passerbys this was a case of a guy well prepared to buy his special lady something. The mere idea makes him huff a defeated puff of breath as he slings an arm around Hana’s shoulders. “Buuuuut, since you do love being ms.responsible n’ all. Let’s say you have one of these you loved a whole damn lot..”

”That gut feeling of mine is tellin’ me today is a lucky day of yours. So we should go ahead and snatch up whatever you want. Just so we can keep that head of yours in top form.” Try as he might the clue there was painfully obvious. It’s a weakness tucked into his veins to spoil Hana senseless. In his eyes treatment like this was simply long overdue for her in general.

@arcanadyne || drunken confessions

“Mm, not too much,” Is Cordelia’s honest reply. She’s already blinking sleepily from the warmth her drink has spread through her.

“The specifics, I didn’t know until...until after a while.” She fumbles and rubs her eyes, “But some of it I...sort of...” she yawns, “Figured out on my own. Guesses that turned out to be correct, really.”

☀╎         “DO YOU?”

IT WAS a rather sly answer for a man with his head down on the table, rested in the crook of his arms with a flushed face and hazy green eyes; trained up at the thief. He drank heavily, and when he wanted to he could knock himself out in the course of an hour but not without the fear of everyone in the tavern.