(psl) off into the sunset, living like there's nothing left to lose

[indolentaxe]

hold on and take a breath
i'll be here every step
walking between the raindrops with you




I didn't find an ~aesthetic~ picture I liked, so have a picture of Ushi instead.

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[indolentaxe]

You can't be the champion of everything, Itto.

[Her scolding is not at all serious, barely coming out without a warm giggle of her own. Of course he can't let any challenge go unanswered--it's part of the reason she said it in the first place. Some might call it predictable and mean it negatively, but she likes the familiar patterns they've fallen into.]

Of course they were. Best group of delinquents a girl can ask for.

[They're really bad at being delinquents, by her measure. Mostly they're just reckless and excitable, more concerned with creating a space of understanding for themselves than actually getting into trouble. It's charming, honestly.

Ushi decides that he's done with being pet for now and hops down to do some other doggy thing, so Hilda takes the opportunity to scoot closer to him.]

[battlebugs]

[Itto grins broadly at the opportunity to put an arm around her shoulders as she moves closer, giving her a tug to gather her against his side. Thanks, Ushi— you're a real pal!]

Good! Glad to hear they were out there representin'! I'll have to thank 'em for showing my best girl their support!

[That challenge, however, still stands, and he dips his head to put himself at eye-level with her, his grin still wide and toothy, eyes alight with mischief.]

So. You really think I can't be the champion of everything? Heh— looks like I'm gonna have to show you a thing or two, remind you who it is you're with!

[indolentaxe]

[Hilda returns his wide grin with one of her own. Does she know exactly what she's doing with this challenge?

Yes. Yes, she does. Itto's way too easy to goad into doing what she wants.]

I dunno, I am pretty good at the whole cuddling and affection thing. You really think you can top that?

[Or bottom it, she's not picky.]

[battlebugs]

[He is, for better or for worse, all too easy to manipulate, especially when it comes to Hilda, but in this case, they're heading in an inevitable direction. He laughs, and the sound is sharp and confident as he leans forward and reaches forward to grab the top of the couch over her shoulder, clearly rising to the bait.]

Oh, yeah, easy.

[Especially given that she's been gone— he has to show her how much he'd missed her, right?]

You might not even be able to handle it.