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[illfatedsouls]

miscellaneous angst starters.

when were you going to tell me?

you can’t keep doing this to yourself.

that’s…a lot of blood.

can you walk?

please don’t lie to me.

you were supposed to leave.

i’m not going anywhere without you.

shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.

there was nothing more you could have done.

it wasn’t your fault.

this is all my fault.

you aren’t acting like yourself.

i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.

you’re hurting me.

don’t ever do that again.

go to hell.

please don’t cry.

you have to stay awake.

i wish i could take the pain away.

you could have died.

hey – stay with me.

it’ll be over soon.

did you ever love me?

i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.

things won’t always hurt this bad.

you passed out.

how much have you had?

i’m okay. it’s all fine.

it’s not okay! you’re not fine!

let me get you something for the pain.

it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.

it’s clearly not nothing.

have you been to the doctor?

i didn’t mean the things i said.

i thought we meant something.

people who are okay don’t act like this.

you don’t have to go through this by yourself.

i don’t want you to be alone.

please don’t regret me.

i heard you crying.

you need to get some rest.

when was the last time you ate something?

i’m worried about you.

did you have another nightmare?

[name], there’s nobody there.

i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.

please talk to me.

why are you mad at me?

alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.

don’t leave me.

did you do this to yourself?

it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.

tell me what’s wrong.

tell me how to make it better.

why don’t you care?

get the hell away from me.

please don’t do this.

i can’t believe that you lied to me.

just…stay for the night.

you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.

you can’t die. i won’t let you.

just hang on, okay?

hold my hand if you need to.

i’m sorry.

why do you have a gun?

don’t panic.

just breathe.

you’re bleeding.

i’m trying to stop the bleeding.

you’ve been crying, i can tell.

you should have told me sooner.

i wanted to tell you in person.

a phone call would’ve been nice.

i hate you.

i love you.

[illfatedsouls]

(Hhh Hey guys-- while I’m slowly coming back, I think I’m only gonna be open to Bakura interactions til I get into the swing of things again; this way I dont get overwhelmed)

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monochromaticoccultist​:

Not his problem.

“Alright, this needs to end.”

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monochromaticoccultist​:

He has work to do.

Okay, getting sick of silence--

“Rrrrrhhh-- FUCK--”

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monochromaticoccultist​:

Have fun.

...

His foot is tapping now.

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monochromaticoccultist​:

Neither is he.

“...”

He may be getting a bit frustrated.

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monochromaticoccultist​:

Then have fun with a silent apartment.

He’s not giving up yet, Ryou.

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monochromaticoccultist​:

One of them would break first.

Bakura refused to let it be him.

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@monochromaticoccultist​ -- Was there a noise? No, don't think so. It was time for the silent treatment. (shhh Bakura I'm on mobile)

Two could play this game.

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“Not even gonna come say hi? I see how it is.”

@monochromaticoccultist​

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Merman Malik! Based off a purple leafy sea dragon and requested by @illfatedsouls / @angel-hedgie. I got totally lost in drawing this haha.

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“It’s been a while--”

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monochromaticoccultist​:

   “I’m going to agree with Marik on this one.” Ryou has to laugh, though he can’t help but mess up Bakura’s hair- big cake knife or not.  He’d thanked the fact that his arms were longer than Bakura’s. “That sounds great, though!”

“Well, no more waiting, yeah? Let’s dig in.” 

Bakura huffed as his hair was messed up, spinning the knife in his hand as his chair’s front legs hit the floor.  Looks like it was his time to shine. 

Cutting up the cake into precise pieces, he placed even slices onto plates for everyone. 

“There. Pick your poison.~” Bakura purred. 

Don’t worry, though, Ryou... There was no poison used in the making of this cake.

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monochromaticoccultist​:

   It was certainly a surprise, to walk in on such a sight. Ryou had nearly forgotten his birthday himself, as August flew by. The surprise only lasted a moment though before it melted into a smile.

“Oh, you didn’t have to!” He moved in to bring them both into a squeeze. 

   “Thank you, you guys. This looks lovely!” Ryou gave them both a quick kiss on the cheek. “The cake looks delicious. What kind is it?”

Both were clearly happy with his reaction-- though Marik showed it more than Bakura. 

A warm smile was given from the Blond as he led him to sit at the kitchen table-- where Bakura had already been sitting, leaning back in his chair; large knife in his hand. 

Don’t worry it was for cutting the cake. 

“Cake’s vanilla-- though we used red food coloring to make it look better.~” Marik replied, Bakura giving a huff at his words. 

“I told him we should have used blood.” The silver haired male huffed, which only caused Marik to cross his arms. 

“And I told him it would ruin the taste.” Marik replied. 

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@monochromaticoccultist​

As soon as Ryou walked into the door, the pair’s work was noticable. Streamers, balloons, and a cake sittign on the table... It was clear that they had put a lot of work into this little party for three... Though, of course, one could assume Marik did the majority of the work. 

“Happy birthday.~” They said in unison, Bakura popping a little party popper because, well... You know-- he had to find some way to make things a little more chaotic. 

Hope you wanted a party for three, Ryou.

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Quietly he climbs into bed next to Bakura, cold fingers wrapping around his wrist, resting on the pulse point just enough to feel the best.

Bakura’s just going to lie there and accept his fate, no matter how cold the fingers around his wrist were.

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Oh, he'll have pity. "If it's how the game works, I'll answer. If it's about the story, then you have to figure it out."

Oh thank the gods...

“I guess to start off... What in the name of Ra am I supposed to be doing right now???”