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Kiss Meme | ACCEPTING@du3list / @seethingrider

Song of Achilles Starters || not accepting@du3list

The words drip from Heba’s mouth like a song, a prayer whispered in the dark of their quiet sanctuary. Atem can feel them echo in his bones, and in the silence he can hear Heba’s breaths, still laboured with the exertion of their previous activities. He doesn’t want to say anything, doesn’t want to break the spell that Heba’s words have placed upon him. 

Heba is warm against him, the touch of his skin broken only by the chain around his neck and the soft gold that adorns his body. His fingers trace circles against the smooth muscles of the pharaoh’s chest, painting in patterns that have no discernible shape. Sweat drips down the side of the little slave’s face, and Atem reaches up to wipe it away. 

Night has crept in over the balcony, and the torches have long since sputtered out. The stars are bright, and the moon casts a soft light across the sandstone floors. Atem’s breath comes in an even stream, the heaving of his chest falling slowly into a steady pattern.

He was not sure how much time had passed exactly, but he knew that it had to have been years. Atem had gone into the afterlife and things had - well... things had somehow returned to normal. As normal as Yuugi’s life could have been.

Yuugi now worked more in the shop since he had graduated from high school. He was starting college soon and he was excited to start pursuing in his degree and future career. But he knew it would be a while yet until he reached that goal.

With a sigh, the young duelist leaned against the desk of the shop. It was a slow day and he was growing quite bored. He had probably helped three customers all day and that was it. Perhaps the pace would change soon within the next hour.

“Man... I am so bored...” He mumbled as he looked at the entry way. Yuugi frowned slightly as his thoughts reverted back to Atem. He wondered what the Pharaoh was doing now. The duelist chuckled at the thought of him and Mana hiding in vases.

@du3list   “What I want?” he laughs mirthlessly, crossing his arms over his chest and pulling them tight against his body for security. “What I want is to somehow find a solution that doesn’t require either of us giving up the people we love. But that’s impossible, isn’t it? Either I drag him from his peaceful rest and his loved ones, or I give up mine. And when it comes to that, my decision is simple enough.” “I would never ask him to give up those he loves most. I’d like the chance to see him again, even if it means traveling to the Afterlife or having to stay there. I’ll give up my life here if it means seeing him again, getting to stay by his side. One of us has to do it, and I’d rather do it myself than force him.”

There was silence for a moment as Anubis just listened to the mortal continue to speak, the emotions clear in his voice with the passion for his plea. Anubis would let out a breath and as he exhaled the jackal head faded to that of a human, dark skinned and his canine eyes still there. He would choose to take this guise as the situation did not need an aggressive expression. “It seems this is something dear to your heart but do you know the risk of someone crossing into the afterlife? You will die...your body slowly fade away leaving just your soul. You will not be able to come back...ever” Anubis explained, motioning his hand to the young human.  “Yes you say that you are willing but....do you not have those you will leave behind?”

Send my muse a name and they’ll tell you:||accepting@du3list

What song they associate with them:

Anyone Else by PVRIS

The farthest length they’d travel for them:

“I would travel to the ends of the earth and farther still just to get a glimpse of him.”

How comfortable they are with them:

“I trust Heba more than any other . He has my heart and soul, everything I am is his.”

Would they take a beating for them:

“I would give my life for him.”

Would they give a beating for them:

“I would do whatever it took to keep him safe.”

Would they date them:

“I would marry him given the chance.”

Full honest opinion:

( there's that slime kink again )

https://mixer.com/LuluMasters47

She simply runs her hands over the skin of his cheeks, happy just to lie here if that’s what he wants from her. She is his, just as she says. His soldier, his confidante, his friend...

And apparently now something else a little special.