...he caught sight of someone in the crowd, on the far side of the dancing circle. It was Seto, face illuminated by the glow of lanterns. And he was staring right back, with an unnerving intensity. At Yugi’s stiff silence, the spirit followed his gaze. A breath later, the wind whipped up in warning. Dust swirled between their ankles, and the sea of suspended lanterns bobbed and rattled in discord. There were shouts of surprise as signs and papers went flying. Nearby trees shuddered, leaves turning to expose their pale undersides, like dogs in surrender.
The First Leaves that Fall by @c-l-y-d-e
Chapter 11: The Festival
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since the blog for this AU got made, (fellow readers pls go check @the-first-leaves-that-fall heehee) it's just enabling my brainrot yet again. I was doing a comms work, while waiting for the clients' feedback I decided to reread this again (as I always Do...) and it Distracted me so much... I gotta draw it... AGAIN LOL
As Clyde said: Atem and Seto are mutually here to Instigate and Escalate imagined problems. And I love that for them <3


















