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【♛】༄   The young Frenchman was always delighted to see his boyfriend, and today was no exception. They’d been planning a date for quite some time, with Maxime having been away to oversee the importation of the Lavergne wine in Asia. It was a long and egregious process, language barriers making the whole situation a lot more complicated than it needed to be. He ended up staying their a whole extra week due to the shipment being delivered to the wrong part of Asia and then having to be corrected. He even had to account for loss and damages. Overall, the whole affair was a headache to say the least. However, it was over and he was back to see his loving boyfriend, who he had recently moved into his mansion to keep Jean-Louis and himself company. He was ecstatic just to be back home and see the two most important things in his life there to greet him. He had one of his servants take his bags to be sorted and either cleaned or put away. 

As soon as he was in the door way he practically threw himself into the taller male’s arms, beaming brightly. “C'est si bon de te voir, mon amour!” He exclaimed, hugging the other tightly and burying his face into his chest. Jean-Louis wounded himself between the two’s legs, purring audibly at the return of his favorite human, Theo being his second. “How was it? I know it can be quite ah... What’s the word? You know, in such a big place like this by yourself it must have gotten lonely. Although, I’m certain you had plenty of company with mon petit Jean-Louis~” The strawberry blonde knelt down to stroke the cream-colored cat who let out a sweet meow at the affection. “Were you good for Theo? I’m certain you were. You must be the model for his next project, no?~” He stood up, stepping back and dusting himself off.

  That voice... he knew who it belonged to. It was hard to forget someone as vulgar and blunt as him. The ‘demon’ ascended from the crystal-encrusted rock floor, his legs dangling beneath him as he rose into the air. Had it been just another religious moron, he could’ve worked his emotions by going to town on them with attacks, but it just had to be the redhead.

  A fiery orange glow poured through the fabric of his outfit as he drew more and more energy in from the surrounding crystals. His hands balled up in anger, his palms crying out with pain from how hard his nails were digging into his soft flesh. No matter what he did, everything always got worse. And this situation was the pinnacle of it.

  The boy never turned to face his crystal-manipulating acquaintance. He didn’t want to be seen by him like this. If he had the choice, they wouldn’t have found themselves here and he wouldn’t be as close to losing it as he was.

soulmate au prompts | still accepting | crystalismagi said: 11. the one where soulmates share extreme physical sensation — if one gets hurt, the other gets hurt, and etc.

                                  His soulmate gets hurt, a lot. Yuugi couldn’t say anything though, seeing what all injuries he’s had in his life that he knows his soulmate has had to feel, knowing that there was a nagging possibility that his soulmate has felt his soul leave his body before and possibly felt cold dead silence until the return of his soul to his body. Yet, he’s always worrying when he feels the injuries, the agonizing pain that somehow goes away later but it never stops coming on other days. 

                                   He’s ended up watching something he only believed was something from a manga or just general fiction, a magical boy fighting something. Then the magical boy is stabbed and Yuugi feels pure agony in his stomach, the same place that the magical boy got stabbed. The other male falls and Yuugi, despite all the agony he feels from the injury that the other has and he is feeling due to their bond, he moves to him. Thus putting himself in danger to help his soulmate. 

     This makes no goddamn sense. Part of the main square has been trashed, with some residual damage to a few nearby store fronts. Something wild obviously happened here but there simply are NO clues. Not even the witnesses they have can give clear answers about what happened. As if their brains have been wiped. The area is taped off and they haven't found any finger prints.      He stands just inside the caution tape, hand idly rubbing his lips as he scans the area for the millionth time. The first person to pass by has the luck ( or misfortune ) of catching his attention. Allison turns and reaches out to the redhead kid, grabbing him lightly by the shoulder.

“ Watch out! “ 

A heavy object was flying right towards someone, for all she knew it was just a civilian! And instinctively the girl launched forward. The very next moment she would stand there, next to him, her arm extended as she had stopped the object from hitting him, though... a soft whine came from her, her arm trembled a little. 

Everything happened too fast. Her hair had turned green, a soft sparkle was around her aura, and the gem embedded in her choker had a firey glimmer to it. Though her outfit, still civilan. She got stuck mid transformation. And could feel the pain shooting through her arm that would otherwise be numbed down by her gem.

Acting so purely out of instinct, she is boud to hurt herself again. But to her the safety of everyone else was much more important than her own. She was a protector! Even with a broken gem.

     "That's a neat trick."      The comment comes from a nearby bush. Specifically a branch of the bush, on which stands Aspen at a miniscule four inches. He just witnessed a human use magic to change their clothes... or something like that. He didn't know humans could use magic, but then again, his tutors teach him very little about humans at all.      "How did you learn to do that?"