#gratilying

The Forehead Kiss 

                 ”Go ahead. Open it, dolly.”

Another year, another birthday. As a child, Ultear had been given so very little on the day which was supposed to be a cause of celebration for most children. It had not been till the woman had turned twenty-one, when her success had finally begun to pick up and her name was known, that she had allowed herself to truly celebrate her birth. To Ultear, a birthday was something to be rewarded for when one had begun to accomplish their goals in life, not before.

And these six years since, Ultear had thrown such extravagant parties that they were talked about for weeks. Nothing was exempted when it came to her birthday, for Ultear firmly believed she deserved it all. And while beneath her a party of unbelievable wonders and music and wine carried on, Ultear found herself sitting on her balcony with her baby brother.

  ♚ “Really, I don’t see why you can not simply join one of my parties for once, Oncie, especially on my own birthday-“

               ”Just open the present.”

Ultear, whose irritation was only short lived due to the grin that donned the Once-ler’s features, she pulled the green satin bow that kept gift shut. If only she had a stronger will where the Once-ler was concerned that Ul might have been able to hold her ground, but as she came face to face with a beautiful siamese kitten, brilliant blue orbs staring innocently up at her, and Ultear was already in love.

Ultear made a sound that, in her opinion, was not as attractive as she would have liked it to have been as she picked up the tiny creature, pressing it to her form and letting her fingers gently run through soft, plush fur. Long had the loud party beneath them been ignored as she placed the kitten down, leaning over her garden table to place her lips atop the Once-ler’s forehead. She beamed at him as she let her fingers part his ebony locks, and in the moment she knew one thing.

  ♚ “Oh, I love her, darling, I really, really do. She is perfect. You are perfect. Thank you.”

THE HAND KISS

      Appreciation, though needed not, must be proffered unto those most deserving. There is no uncertainty that one brimming in wait for such opulent praises is one whom has stood beside her, boasting of her magnificent aptitude for fine art. Thusly she saunters into the office of the renown man, donned in threads of finely woven emerald which affirms his spectacular presence. ❝Salve Lorem, Praetor,❞ she greets, masculine tone hinting to how presently pleased she is to converse with him once more. Coral lips turn upward into an alluring smile of gratification to herself, as if already commending the deed she is to bequeath.

      One, petite hand extends to take his into her own, the other pressing intrepdily unto her chest. ❝I, who stands before you, your ruby, flourishing flower of the arts, owe means of gratitude unto you.❞ Forward she leans, lips planting themselves atop the back of his hand. They rest for a second before she permits the ending of the buss, releasing his limb in the process.

The Hanged Man: Would you sacrifice your own life to save someone else’s?

   ♚ "Brother, I would think you already knew the answer to this question, though it is a rather… naive thing to ask." She would not give her life for just anyone; her life was far too important to be measured against a simpleton. But, perhaps, there was him. There was her brother and a few select people she could name. Could she name them? Yes, but only ever to herself.

The Star: What inspires you?

   ♚ ”Would you like the correct answer or my answer?”

The Moon: Describe a dream (or nightmare) you’ve had recently.

Vice :: What bad habits do they have? Is there something they would be ashamed of?

He's loaded with quite a bunch! A messy eater with bad manners. Someone who holds a TERRIBLE temper, and is prone to throwing tantrums [and even accompanying it with an array of violent behaviours... erk]. Still, this is coming from someone who sees emotions as a baggage, so when handling them- well, he just can't! It's difficult for him to handle situations calmly, especially when he doesn't get his way [also, especially since he's usually in charge, so when he's not it's just rather... ahaha, yeah... Bad]. Kou isn't really ashamed of anything... He's someone with an extensive amount of pride, and narcissistic behaviour [that might as well be some kind of mask a lot of the times to hide true his violent behaviour], but ... Man, he can do a lot of  things people would find shameful in public, don't test him. I guess, if there's one thing he regrets is just his past because that's where his freedom was ripped away. 

✰:A reaction icon I will probably never use

I dunno. Maybe... All my icons of Kou are from the manga, his sprites, and cgs so like I have nothing from pixiv, ect... SO... Basically all my icons are still possibly reactions wheezes...??

I can make... All icons possible reactions do not test me... I will... I will... ... ... ... Even Super Effective Idol Aura... ... ...

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Praetor ♥

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2: Do they have any daily rituals?

If you mean like being hot every day then hell yeah.

11: Intellectual pursuits?

Sort of. Kou is pretty enthusiastic about learning new things? Like once he say Yui cooking food for him, and he just decided to suddenly ask her to cook for him! Though, it sort of ended in a disaster considering Kou's mood swings, ahaha ooops, he just ended up getting frustrated at her. Though, at least the enthusiasm is there at first? However, when it comes to school, that doesn't really to him, if he can cheat on a math test he probably will. 

32:Thoughts on material possessions in general?