The first click and drag game I made got a nice ass amount of notes, so I made a second one! Except in this one, you’re in the Special Ops Squad! [I had a bonus for if you were deceased, if you want to see it, shoot me a message!]
Noragami Opening - Goya no Machiawase (午夜の待ち合わせ) [non-character version]
Random Kinu Nishimura picture set
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight In the shadow of your heart.Happy Birthday Jack!
For Gilbert’s birthday, I’m filling in three-line prompts and putting them on queue.
Winters were drafty in the Nightray manor, especially in the little nest that Vincent had created for himself, a set of rooms by the servant’s quarters that no one dared enter except for Echo these days.
Gilbert or Elliot infrequently showed up there as well, and usually it was to drop off a dozing Vincent to his bedroom, when he would fall prey to the Dormouse’s typical form of “play” and end up slumped in the hallway, fast asleep (once, Gilbert and Elliot had caught Ernest with a bit of shoe tar and feathers standing over his unaware brother during one of his impromptu naps, and since then Gil made it a priority to find Vincent when he sensed the young man about to collapse from his Chain before anything untoward happened.)
There were evenings, however, that one brother or the other would agree to take Vincent to his rooms together — when they could tell from the strain on his face and sudden jerk from his limbs that these naps weren’t serene anymore — and sit on the duvet by his side to whisper, “Hey, Vince, wake up, wake up,” just to be there when the blond burst from his covers and needed to find peace in their arms in this waking world and not the other one.
Levi had always assumed he’d be ready to die. He had known it was coming since he was five, when he got picked up to be the next Glen. He had been taught it, heard of it, went through all the steps to it; he should be ready for death. He’d had over 90 years to prepare, after all. There was no…