Never Cross a Witch

Hello! My name is Yugi Mutou, witch and game player. Be careful when you cross me. Tracks: arcanelight Partner: macabre-shackles Magic Anon: None - Accepting {Independent AU-ish Yugi multiship blog.} {Blog will be NSFW and Mun is 21+} {Please read 'About' and skim headcanons}

[arcanelight]

"It's because they're so bad they're good, right?" He grinned.

"Always~ Plus it's your delivery. Always so smooth."

[arcanelight]

"You're welcome," he grinned and kissed his neck, pulling him close.

Yugi hummed and curled into Atem. "I love your bad lines, honestly."

[arcanelight]

He grins and purrs in Yugi's ear. "I wish you were my big toe, so I can bang you over the coffee table."

The silence was astounding.

...

Then he busted out into rambunctious laughter. "Haven't heard that one before. That was pretty good."

[arcanelight]

Darn. Noticed again. Vessels were sneakily perceptive, especially this one. "Hello. Vessel. And so we meet again."

"And so we do," he nodded.

"Have you been well? It's been quite some time."

[arcanelight]

"Food is always good. There's that new French bistro that opened up a street away from the store, we could go there?"

"Yeah, that would be good. It's been a while since I had French food."

[arcanelight]

"Yeah I'm okay, just feeling like demanding some attention like the cat I sometimes am." He chuckled. "We need a day to go do something together that isn't work."

"What would you like to do?" He pondered. "Maybe we could start with lunch? I love food."

[kohrokke]

Let me love you

[arcanelight]

"Oh good~ Thoughts about you are always good too," he smiled and snuggled up on him. "But then, you're just that sweet and charming."

"Well aren't you laying it on thick," he teased, "everything alright?"

[arcanelight]

"Very well." He would heed the caution. Yami was grateful he had a gift with magic. Or this might be a much bigger problem. "Of course. The last thing I want is to draw attention to my home and loved ones. I think... Given enough time? I'll do this better. Just takes some adjusting. That's all. Oh and thanks again for the tea."

"Everything is an adjustment. I'm sure you'll get it eventually."

He nodded as he set his cup aside, "You're very welcome. I am always happy to make a cup on tea. I find I'm very good at it."

[arcanelight]

"Good thoughts I hope," He grinned at him.

"Aren't they always~?"

[arcanelight]

He's going to lay on top of Arcane and whines. "Arcaaaaaaaaaaane."

"Weeeeeeeaver," he whines in return, "I was just thinking about you."

[arcanelight]

Yami couldn't help but wonder if his own gentle nature was getting in the way. He pitied the last prey that pleaded for her life. And Yami let her go. Was that foolish? He let the tea sit for a moment. "I'll give it a try. Might be able to get multiple prey instead of just one or two." Which keep starvation away longer. Always a plus. Once the minute was up Yami slowly sipped at the drink. "I know what I did wrong this time. So for my next hunt I'll fix my mistake."

For a moment, Arcane eyed him warily as he lifted the cup to take a sip. The wariness faded to something akin to some level of understanding-- considering who his partner was. Though Mac was practiced, lethal, and had been for as long as Arcane had known him.

"I would caution," he started slowly, "against going for multiple at once. The less attention you draw, the better. And move away from where you live. Less attention."

[arcanelight]

You have kids right? Do you have a favorite? Every parent secretly does

"I do not have a favorite, but I do have a hellion that keeps me busy, and my attention is always attuned to whatever he is doing."

[arcanelight]

He chuckled and kissed him, lingering. "You bring me such joy, you know that? And quiet my head."

He rested his forehead to Atem's, "As you do the same for me. Home is wherever you are."

[arcanelight]

if you're a master of magic, does that make you a sorcerer? Or is that different from a witch?

"The lines are blurry but it could be considered different forms of a similar practice. Every sorcerer I have known has gotten into practice with the intent to harm. I never mean to harm-- I only lash out when provoked. Or when someone I love is threatened.

Being a witch means you sometimes just... dabble outside what most people consider socially acceptable."

[arcanelight]

"Mmm I think you're biased." He grinned and nipped at his ear.

"I am, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong either~" He turned his head again to kiss him softly.

[arcanelight]

"Then it's a date~" He grinned and nibbled at the line of his jaw.

"You're the best, you know that?" He tilted his head to expose the line of his jaw a little more.