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Cont. [x] // @coldazure

Not protests? Not even a side-eye?

He's so not used to this. A hum elicits his smiling lips once his arm is positioned around the other's shoulder. He'd let it hang comfortably.

Satoru leans over to whisper in Seto's ear.

@coldazure sent

Fenris - “Are you sure that you wish to join Hawke to the Deep Roads? I understand your strength and concern for your friend but.. isn’t it rather dangerous? I’m not usually one who falters through the means of rumors but then, perhaps they’re merely rumors.”

“I’m just.. hm. Well..” he paused a bit, furrowing his brows. “They better bring you back alive. That’s all I’m asking for in this situation.”

It's not something Fenris is used to. This immense sort of concern that the other man has for him. Sometimes, the elf doesn't know what to do with it. He's always looked out for himself that it is hard to fathom someone would want to look after him.

Cont. [x] // @coldazure

He stops in his tracks like a deer caught in headlights as the pencil is pointed at him. Kaiba wearing his own clothes… That leather outfit he owns first gets on his mind.

“I think you’d look good in my clothes. And I would’ve let you have them. And now because you brought that up, I need to get a copy of my clothes with your size just so I can see how you’d look in them.”

Besides, Seto’s shirt mimics a tunic and that’s another reason Atem finds comfort in it.

  ❝ As expected from Mokuba, I'm proud of him. ❞ Okay but why did he ignore the badass things that Kaiba said—

 ❝ Anyway! Come with me, I'm bored! ❞ Then Roh stopped floating like a ghost and after standing up, he took him by the arm.

@coldazure‘s Kaiba design! He does look cool in glasses. And even more like a nerd.

Atem honestly hated his life. Almost as much as he had hated it in the afterlife. There were differences of course there were, but there were also similarities. Pretending he was fine with his situation was the largest one he could think of. He detested being Pharaoh and he was put right back in the same damn position was soon as he took his place in the afterlife. Still he assures Mahaad and Set that he was fine. Never better even! He was fairly certain Mahaad saw right through him but then again his priest was never one to shirk his duties so why would he ask Atem about being unhappy about his position when it was clearly his duty to lead them?

Now he was doing all over again, only this time he was lying to himself. He tried to pretend like what he was doing was for the best, but he was also no closer to finding the person he heard call out to him while he was in the afterlife.

But everyone was safe, and that was the most important thing. Malice could threaten him all day but it meant little as long as the people he cared for were safe. At least that’s what Atem kept telling himself.

Once again he found himself outside in the middle of the night, his own thoughts weighing heavily on his mind. Who was the person who called out to him? What was Anubis’ endgame? Why was Malice a part of it? There was too much racing around in his mind for sleep.

@coldazure​ sent @ Fenris - “they’re gonna catch us—”

They’re going to catch us.

For some reason, Fenris doesn’t particularly care. The taste of booze is heavy on his lips, heavy on his tongue, and Fenris can’t get enough of the feeling of the other on his lips. The taste of him. Fenris pushes his body further against Kaiba’s, pressing up fully against the taller man.

“Then let them.” Maybe he’s too drunk but he can’t help himself. It’d be nice to feel something other than pain and trauma - Fenris just wants to feel good for once, is that so much to ask?