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@ryusci​ asked: One specific little dimension hopper decides he's going to plop down beside Anzu but after a moment he's wobbling and then tipping over, his head resting itself in her lap as he stares up at her. "Hi." ( he's so soft for her sobs )

It had been a while since she had last seen him. 

Both their lives had grown busier over the course of the few months; Anzu had to prepare for everything to come: the fact she would stay a little longer in Domino to accumulate more money before moving to New York and would start at Julliard the next year instead, the fact it meant she would need to find a new job. One persistent thought kept running through her brain every time she would send Yugi a text or just hearing him on the phone because both were too busy to spend much time together. 

It would be worth it. All of it would be worth it. 

Studying some material, her headphone in, she actually hadn’t noticed him enter her room, much less encroach upon her. Not until his head was in her lap and oceanic eyes darted down to him, her face alighting with a crimson hue that mimicked some streaks of his hair. Instantly pulling out her headphones and pulling away from the book, her smile overtook her surprise. “Yugi!” 

An exclamation made as she instantaneously placed her fingers into those spiked locks and leaned down to kiss his forehead. “You didn’t tell me you were coming over, I would have greeted you at the door.” She almost could sound scolding, but her cheerful expression soured any semblance of seriousness. 

The beam turned softer as she leaned back up, her heart fluttering against her chest just at the sight of him. “...I’ve missed you.” Anzu murmured, circling her hand towards his cheek, the pad of her thumb rubbing it with care. 

     To Yukiteru:

It’s weird to be sending someone I don’t know a letter, but my mom says that it’s good to make friends. How do I even start this or what do I even say? All I know is your name and I guess you know just as much too, right? Well, I guess we should know more then that. I’m Tsuyu Asui and I’m 16 years old. Whatever else you want to know I’ll tell you, kero kero.

yuu vc: wait lemme join

cass will poke

        “if he doesn’t belong to anyone, i think i’m gonna keep him.” it’s the kitten he’s currently holding in his hands. “animals are gross! let’s just drop him off at a shelter.”

     “I’m beginning to wonder if you’re going to be a permanent little duckling following me around--or at least some little one that runs into me.” Marik hums, turning to face this human. This one has no fear of him--such a strange one more INTERESTED in asking questions rather than fearing him. There's a FEELING inside his empty soul that this one would be rather EXCITED to see the true form if he knew of it.