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(Happy holidays friend, hope this finds you well!)

// AAAAAA omg thank you!!! I’m so sorry I’ve been so quiet, I just finished finals and my hyperfixation on Fallout 4 is consuming my life ;u; but all in all I’m doing pretty well!! I hope you’re doing well too, and happy holidays!!

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Seto listened to Yugi's long-winded explanation with a blank expression. Some of it the language didn't quite register, but he got the basic idea. He accepted the card and took a look at the details.

The art was a nice touch. Nothing that would hang in a museum, but better than most would be able to do. Plus, it was obvious the effort that was put into making it. The device, on the other hand, wasn't something he was expecting. He knew Yugi had some technological capability, but nothing as complex as that. He glanced up at Yugi briefly, then back down at the split device.

"This should be an easy fix," he signed with one hand. "I could probably do it myself."

"Uh, well......i-it kinda got broken on my way over here. Th-the card I was able to save.....which is good, those three BEWDs took me forever to draw........but the holorecorder/projector I made and put inside it got stepped on when someone ran into me getting off the bus and knocked it out of my hand. I can fix it-I built the thing after all-but I don't know if I can salvage the message I recorded for today.....s-sorry...." He sheepishly held up the hand drawn card with the three dragons in flight on the front. Inside was a silver metal plate about the size and thickness of a credit card. However, the plate was cracked in two, some of its intricate insides and circuitry visible.

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Anonymous said:

Hey, Kaiba. You make me *wonder* how your ego fits through the door

Seto huffs. "Keep wondering then, since you don't have anything better to do with your time."

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Seto raises an eyebrow and accepts the cake and the gift. He doesn't wear much jewelry, and he's not a big fan of super sweet foods, but he figures he can do something with both of them. At the very least, Mokuba and his friends would happily devour the cake if given the chance.

"Thank you," he signs with one hand. "And nice to meet you."

"Um.... Happy birthday."

Yami hands Kaiba a birthday cake and a silver blue eyes bracelet.

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"Then by all means, go ahead."

"I do!"

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@tinysassballyugi said:

Cue Yugi quietly knocking on Seto's office door, a medium sized gift box held within his arms addressed to the CEO with a note attached. He didn't want to disturb the other while he was working, but he felt this was important enough to spare a few moments of the other man's time.

Seto glanced up from his laptop and locked eyes with Yugi when he peeked through the door. He sighed. It being his birthday, he had been expecting interruptions now and then.

"Come in," he signed, having turned his translator off. It was nice not to rely on it with others, and since Yugi already knew how to sign, communicating was much easier.

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Anonymous said:

Seto is gifted a creepily accurate, lifesize wax figure of himself

Seto frowns at the wax figure and calls in his receptionist.

“Yes, Mr. Kaiba?”

“Put this in the basement,” Seto signs, grimacing when he glances at the figure. “And put a sheet over it.”

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Anonymous said:

A small present seems to be left for Seto upon his desk. The is a small blue and white cupcake with a single, Blue Eyes White Dragon themed candle atop it. Beside it is a small drawing of Seto that seemed a little worn but nevertheless still noticeably well detailed. A small notecard simply reads: "Happy Birthday, Seto"

Seto raises an eyebrow at the gift and picks up the cupcake, giving it a sniff. The frosting alone smells horrendously sweet. He picks up the note and hums seeing the drawing. He isn’t sure whether to be flattered or creeped out at the thought of someone watching him long enough to make it. There was no name on it, so he chalked it up to another one of his secret admirers giving gifts for his receptionist to deliver.

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"It's my birthday. Who wants to be first in line to celebrate the wonder that is Seto Kaiba?"

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The tabloid getting released was a nightmare, especially for poor Atem. He'd only just started settling in with Yugi in Domino again when some sneaky photographer caught them out shopping for clothes at the mall. Apparently just holding hands with someone was enough of a story when it came to Yugi that it made the front page.

Within two days, Yugi's phone was flooded with texts and calls from all of their friends demanding to know why they hadn't been told about Atem's return, and each time the two of them had to desperately explain that Atem hadn't wanted them to find out yet. He wanted it to be special, and he wanted time to adjust to life in this time separate from Yugi before having everyone present all at once. The cultural shift from Aaru to modern-day Egypt and back to Japan took a lot of Atem's energy and focus. Suddenly having all these eyes on him wasn't something he was ready for.

The call from Kaiba was inevitable, but that didn't stop their hearts from dropping as soon as his contact showed up on Yugi's lock screen. Yugi gulped, took a deep breath, and tapped his thumb on the answer button.

"Hey Kaiba!" he chirped, pressing the cool glass against his damp skin. "What's up?"

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This was ridiculous.

His fingers curled tightly around the magazine he held, crumpling the cover slightly. The person running the stand it had been at shot him a somewhat awkward glance but looked away when it was quickly met with an icy glare. Those two. How dare they! The picture plastered on the cover distorted more when his grasp tightened, a dull ache pulsing through his mind as anger and hurt began to bubble in his chest.

He practically tossed the little cash to the stand runner to pay for the tabloid, walking off almost immediately afterwards. His free hand snatched his phone from his pocket, flicking it on with ease despite his shaking hands. How long had he been back now? Seto wondered, tapping onto the contact in his phone to make a call.

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Atem let out a pained huff the same second the Puzzle broke. Yugi glanced up from his laptop.

"You okay, babe?" he asked.

Atem shook his head. Whatever just happened felt like a punch to the gut. "Something is wrong. I think... Yami."

Yugi visibly tensed. He wasn't sure which option was worse, Yami being in danger or Yami losing control over his shadow magic. He closed his laptop and helped Atem to his feet.

"Which way?"

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The walk started out normally enough. Yami even caught a glimpse of pretty flowers in a shop's window. However during that brief period of time, he had bumped into someone by accident. Yami tried to brush it off with a small apology. But the bigger person just wasn't having it. He grabbed Yami's arm and dragged him into an alley. He did his best to break free. Which resulted in a kick to the stomach and forced him to hit the wall.

While Yami was trying to recover, the jerk in question attempted to pull off the puzzle. Yami growled and held onto the chain as tightly as possible.

"That's... Mine!"

The fight resulted in the puzzle being shoved against the wall. Which caused the pieces to scatter and Yami to land on the ground. He growled and glared at the attacker. His shadow magic sparking and hissing in the air.

"How dare you!"

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If Atem was completely honest,

he would much rather have Jaden fuck him. He didn't know how to express that to him though when he seemed so insistent on being on the bottom. Maybe he was... what was it Yugi called it? A power bottom?

"Not sure he's in much of a position to dominate right now," Yugi said with a snicker, saving Atem the embarrassment. "You could probably ride him if you wanted to, though."

Jaden blinked as he understood what Yugi meant. “Ah…I see, I’m OK with either.” Jaden said softly as he stroked Atem’s

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Atem's eyes flicked between Yugi and the window. His frantic mind debated whether or not he could survive a jump from this high, but ultimately, the person in front of him no longer seemed like a threat. If only he could see--

His hand found the light switch for the bedside lamp, and red eyes squinted at the sudden change in brightness. Spots danced in his vision while he processed what was now clearly visible. His hands lowered, breathing slowed.

"I... yes... right..." he murmured. "Did I...?"

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At first, he thought the other was finally fully awake. But before Yugi could get another word out, something hard hit him. Which caused a pained cry to leave him. Feathers flew up as Yugi held his head. Okay. So… Touching Atem while he was like that was a terrible idea. He would be sure to remember that in the future. Should this happen again.

Despite his state, Yugi forced himself to try and find the lamp’s switch. Figuring it wouldn’t be as blinding as a full light. And he did not want to spook Atem any further. Even softening his voice a bit.

Yugi held up his hand. “It’s… It’s alright.” He said softly. “I’m not… Going to hurt you. Take… Deep breaths. In. And out. Please… Try to focus. Breathe.”

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Atem waited for Kaiba to sit beside him before gazing out over the small pond. He let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding.

"Aaru was... not what I was expecting. Or, more specifically, being Pharaoh again," he began. "I became so accustomed to the socializing here that I forgot what being Pharaoh entailed, all the rules I was made to follow. Who I could speak to, how I spoke, how I felt, where I went, my whole life had expectations of what I could and could not do. And the other people had to follow many rules too. No one could criticize me. No one could look me in the eye. No one could speak to me unless given permission. And on and on and on. Not to mention the constant arguments I would have with my uncle and my father." His brows furrowed, and he crossed his arms over his chest. "The fact my uncle was there at all is a mystery to me."

Kaiba nodded and waited until Atem moved to lead him. Walking silently until they made it to the location. Noting this must be one of Atem’s places he liked to visit. His gace never leaving the form Pharaoh’s form. He needed answeres. This grief and anger he had felt knowing Atem had left… “It’s a nice place..So..i’ll wait for you to tell..me.”

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Seth sucked in a breath at the more intense kiss and returned the gesture in kind. Jono was bold, yes, but Seth could be bolder.

His hands traveled down Jono's back to his ass, gripping a cheek in each hand and lifting him off of his feet.

Jono kissed him again, deeper this time; pulling their bodies flush together and letting his hands roam, teasingly trailing his fingers around Seth’s lower abdomen.

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Atem shuddered at the mention of the Dark God's name, even if it had slightly less effect on him. Jounouchi couldn't take the name seriously even after everything they'd been through and made jokes about it to keep everyone from getting too deep into their own heads. Atem appreciated it. It took away some of that feeling of danger.

Bakura said he wouldn't attack him, and yet, he couldn't understand why. After everything he'd been through, everything they'd both been through, was he truly letting him go that easily? Yes, he said he didn't want to be a puppet to Necrophades, but even without that dark presence, there was still a lot that needed to be atoned for. He didn't realize he was staring.

“Same…as you i guess? Or rather..I was given a second chance at life..after my defeat. I am no longer possesed by hatred and…Zorc.” Eyes glancing away. “I understand you’re nervousness..abuot seeing me.” A long pause as he shifted away.

“I won’t just attack you. I don’t wish to play a game and be a puppet to…that dark god.” A shrug, he felt awkward here.

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Once the food ran out, Atem tucked the empty bag away and leaned back to rest on his hands. The grass pressed abstract patterns into his palms.

"Sometimes," he admitted. "Typically only when I cannot sleep, and rarely during the colder seasons." He turned to face Yami again. "Why?"

That got a laugh out of him. Yami shook his head. “No I did not mean being soaked. Though that would be a humorous sight.” He took a moment to watch the fish again. Just enjoying the place for a while. Then his attention went back to Atem.

“Have you ever come here at night?”