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[game-weaver]

The prince relaxed at his words. The separation between them had been agonizing, and in looking back it was perhaps silly of him to try to force that separation. Even if it was something he had thought right. Because at the end, where he belonged felt like it was right here in this mans arms.

And it was obvious that Atem wanted nothing more either than to be with this mischievous little fae prince. His eyes closed for a moment as his forehead was kissed, his hand resting over Atem's heart.

Do you know how much I love you?

It was such a simple question. And one that made his heart flutter like the wings on his back. A smile touched his lips and he turned his head up so he could look into those deep, wine colored eyes. "I think I do. If you know just how much I love you as well," he said, voice soft before he pulled him into another tender kiss, pouring his love into it.

@falconiiisms

When the kiss broke, Atemu didn’t mourn its loss, not when the two of them stayed pressed as closely together as they could get. Their separation had taken a harsh toll on both of them and it couldn’t be more apparent as they mostly spoke without the use of words. Their hearts and souls were doing the speaking for them as they mended from the pain their self imposed distance had caused and rejoiced in the proximity of their other half.

His beloved seemed willing to take all of the blame onto himself, but Atemu knew that he was as much at fault. If he hadn’t given voice to the looming and foreboding truth hanging over their heads, then his prince would not have been as likely to take the path that Atemu had been too weak to do himself. His words, had caused his prince’s actions and thus they had both hurt each other while trying to do what they perceived as the right thing.

He could hear the truth of it in his Lotus’ voice, breaking his heart while also making it take flight when his fae asked to stay. Did his love not know that if given the choice between him and the world, he’d choose him?

“Peace ruhi..” he whispered once again, a hand moving to soothingly stroke over Yugi’s back. “The blame is not all yours to shoulder. I in my in shortsighted speak, forced your hand. I do not trust or adore you any less than before.”

If anything, he adored and trusted him more. Yugi did what he thought was right in trying to force him to believe it all a dream. He knew as well as the Pharaoh did that his longevity would far outlast Atemu’s. Perhaps even more than Pharaoh did in fact. He knew that Atemu longed for him and forced their hands so that they could each rule they way they were supposed to. His beloved would make a fine leader once they talked and smoothed out all of the details. For Atemu knew and knew well, he could take no other to be his partner in this life and the next.

This love that bloomed, nurtured, and blossomed between them was something neither of them could have expected. But it was there, it rooted deep into his heart and soul. It was strong, and clearly, it would not break.

“So you ask me if I will have you,” he added and bent to kiss his forehead. He could see the vulnerability in Yugi’s eyes before his lips found the soft pale skin, so he wanted to tell him the truest answer in both actions and words. “I ask you, do you know how much I love you, my Lotus? I will never deny you.”

[tsunael]

you know I had to do it to him.

set -> I, II, III

[annavett]

Whatever this is

[game-weaver]

He tried to ignore his blush, especially when Atem mentioned he would have to check it out later. He knew exactly why he was going to 'check it out' later. But he cleared his throat and took a bite of the fruit salad, a little bit of juice collecting on his lips.

"Though I'm sure you don't need any… Inspirations." He said, raising an eyebrow at him.

Another soft chuckle was the answer. He had successfully made those pretty pale cheeks even prettier with added color. He couldn't help himself, aibou was just too cute when he was pouting and blushing like that. He'd still have to sneak peeks as Yugi is reading though, see what has him flustered and use it in the bedroom. For now, he showed mercy and focused on eating.

"I'll make sure to check it out next then."

[leafgoldking]

anyways back to my regular posting, has anyone done a BBC Merlin!Phaidei AU yet? I know it doesn’t line up exactly in terms of personality but I rewatched some clips from the show tonight and that’s all I could think about

[one-twisted-sister]

[ouella]

for @/sunnyxiv !

[game-weaver]

"Brave is one word," he sighed. Stupid would be another. He had never been a fan of the life or death situations he had been through and perhaps his exhausted tone in and of itself expressed how many of those he might have been through. But he shook himself from reminiscing over all those duels and turned to him again.

"Knowledge is always as deep as an ocean, isn't it. You could study for thousands of years and still barely know anything in regards to the age of civilizations or the world as a whole." He said. "Especially when those lines between different worlds do merge. I'm also a bit familiar with this."

Though he wasn't sure he should go into those details.

"Are you a scholar as well? Or just a fantastic TCG player?" He grinned. It was obvious that he felt deeply about the game and usually those that felt the deepest were some of the strongest players.

The more he heard, the more Cyno became acutely aware of his own intrigue. It was the first time he heard of these places, but at the same time they resonated with him in a way that was intimately familiar. Obviously, it couldn't be... but it was nice to just imagine what such a place could be like.

"A different dimension where the Law is absolute, and people gamble with their own lives... The players had to be incredibly brave." He muses to himself before looking up with curiosity. "It's the first time I hear of this 'Egypt' place, but the land of Sumeru where I come from has thousands of years of history, of which our greatest scholars are only capable of scratching the surface."

Canting his head, Cyno crossed his arms then. "It wouldn't be unreasonable to theorize there once existed a relation, even though our homes may be worlds apart... A certain traveler has taught me that borders and history often disentangle from the natural laws of space and time we have on the earth, when other dimensions come into play. Teyvat is no stranger to different realms seeping into one another."

[catsplushellhounds]

wille's birthday will be on season 3 and its gonna be a angsty one (theory)

this is me btw:

so i was watching (again) the trailer and one thing that is bothering me very much is how wille is NEVER staring at simon, which, IS WEIRD because that boy literally DROOLS over him and it doesnt sit right with me, right?

and so to me, is weird that in this scene 👇🏻 they are that far apart and they seem tense

i think it paralells a lot to wille in the car with his mom in s1 and IT IS SCARING ME

especially because we have that quote in the trailer of wille saying "everything you do now affects me and the royal family"

but my point here is, the first photo, they are in suits, probably going to the castle, and i know there's rumours about a possible birthday, and since we have this scene of wille throwing presents on the floor, i assume its his

and the reason i think it might be angsty is because we have this quote of kristina saying she cant have more of "these" scandals

by "these" scandals she definitely means wille and simon and/or the hatred between wille and august.

so maybe its wille's birthday, and his mom sets something up for him at the palace, and since simon is officially his boyfriend, maybe he's expected there but kristina doesnt want him there, and makes wille sort of "control" simon in order for him to act like he's supposed to or something

and wille hates being controlled like this, so he probably snaps and thats when he throws the presents on the floor.

but later i assume he and simon are okay, because this photo kinda looks like they're in suits and probably they talked it out or something (although it also kinda looks like hilleskra so idk)

[timetoprey]

A Shoulder bone sounds good right about now.. or a little ulna bone snack.. she’s so hungry .

[chiefofstafftanner]

023, the back of an empty bus (agent-scotch)

It was dusk when Tanner finally woke up. The ache at the back of his head was making him nauseous and it was taking far too long for his eyes to adjust to the darkening sepia tone that had settled around him.

The dawning realization of being in an abandoned bus came along with the fact that he was tied firmly to the back seat with thick zip ties. Panic spiked in his chest, as he tested just how firmly his bonds were holding.

The windows of the bus were too dirty to get a read on where he might be, and there was little to no noise outside. All he could do now was sit and wait.

[game-weaver]

It was hard, to understand what to do and how to feel. He was a prince, but he was raised human and had a simple life. He wasn't cut out for the royal life, especially since he was only half fae. How could he have any sort of authority or anything of that sort? It simply wasn't in his nature. At least not in this life.

But Atem was right, it was a pressure he was putting on himself. No one had outright said anything, it was just his inner fears, his self doubt, talking. Oberon wasn't forcing him to do anything, he just felt the sense of responsibility falling on his lap.

"You're right." He said softly. "It's just difficult. I still don't think I get the whole pomp and circumstance, talking to nobility is just weird. I'm just me, nothing special after all." He said and let out a half laugh. But he was quiet for a moment.

"Will you go with me next time?" He asked, looking up at him. Atem always comforted him, made him feel more at ease.

@falconiiisms

"That's the pressure that's on you, aibou. You are more than your bloodline. Even I am different to who I once was and I am still the same man who ruled Kemet thousands of years before. You are not less because of your lack of memory."

They were the same where it mattered, in the soul. Everything else didn't matter at all. The prince lived and tragically was murdered thousands of years ago. Now he was reborn into his beloved partner. His partner who was even more selfless than the prince that came before him. Even more fearless than the prince, even more noble he'd dare say.

The prince back then cared for his people for a certainty. But he was out of the fae realm and with him more often than not. Never once did he let anyone's perception of him slow him down. But his partner now had faced so many dangers and not just hunters. People jacked up on the power that addictive darkness gave. People who put his very soul was on the line. And he did it all without hesitation. Plenty of fear, yes, but still he bravely pushed through it.

He knew for a while that he had fallen for Yugi, not because of who he had been. But because of who he was now and he was certain others would too if they saw the true him.

"I assure you partner, you're more than enough. Let them see you and admiration will follow."

[writteninscarlet]

aw baby

[tsunael]

abracadabra

part of a set -> I, II

[asmallcanadiangremlin]

hi i’m bored

Hi bored I'm tired, how are you

[m1lkt00th]

look at them ..

they are so happy here </3

[ID: A digital sketch of an anthro bear character using dark purple lineart over a gray background. The character is smiling with eyes that are open at different heights./End ID.]

ramble under the cut lol

clay is an anthro bear with suppressed fire magical abilities. their magic (as old as they are) hasn’t made itself available in way that they can use reliably. think of it like having an extra arm but not being able to move it or grab with it or anything. they can FEEL it but they cant DO anything with it

instead of studying in a prestigious school for the Magically Gifted, they act as guard for someone for is (gloam, they/them). their relationship is a bit strained due to clay’s position as a metaphorical footrest for this person. it isnt exactly a fun job. they follow gloam everywhere they go, wait outside of doors and, if asked, will even do chores for them. it gets boring (and irritating) pretty fast. clay is younger than gloam (maybe half a decade) and despite growing up in the same generation they are miles apart socially. clay cant related to gloam’s struggles about expectations of them and gloam cant related to how clay is seen as nothing more than a tool and shield

eventually, due to gloam losing their magic and (possibly) clay unlocking theirs, they begin to understand each other a bit more. i just want to be able to draw these two happy tbh <33 idiots, the both of them.