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Sorry for disappearing!
I’m full in exam season and with all the studying I ended up dropping this blog for some time. I’m sorry I went away without notice, I still have a couple weeks of intense studying time so I don’t know how soon I will be back, but I will try to do reply as soon as I can. Please forgive me if I just went on hiatus without saying anything
THE FIVE SENSES / SENTENCE STARTERS .
some may be nsfw and / or be triggering.
01 : TOUCH .
❝ i love this [ FABRIC ], it feels satisfying. ❞
❝ your touch. it leaves me breathless. ❞
❝ your touch is unlike any other. ❞
❝ have you ever felt anything more comfortable? ❞
❝ feel this. what does it feel like to you? ❞
❝ i wanted to see what it felt like. ❞
❝ touch it. i dare you. ❞
❝ you felt ice cold when i touched you. ❞
❝ you feel warm to me. ❞
❝ i love the feel of [ FABRIC ] against my skin. ❞
❝ i love the feel of your skin against mine. ❞
❝ i would never touch anyone else. ❞
❝ i love the feel of your hair between each of my fingers. ❞
❝ don’t you dare touch me. ❞
❝ i want to feel your lips against my own. ❞
❝ i can feel your pulse. it jumped. ❞
❝ let me give you a massage. ❞
❝ you feel like home to me. ❞
02 : TASTE .
❝ i love the taste of you. ❞
❝ i can never forget that taste. ❞
❝ fair warning, it does have a bitter taste. ❞
❝ no offense, you just aren’t my taste. ❞
❝ can i have a taste of that? ❞
❝ i have yearned for the taste of your lips. ❞
❝ that tasted pretty good actually. ❞
❝ it just left a really bad taste in my mouth so no thanks. ❞
❝ nothing taste better than chocolate. ❞
❝ i’ve got something you might want to taste. ❞
❝ i will forever savor that taste. ❞
❝ blood has such a metallic taste. ❞
❝ my taste buds are mad at me after eating that. ❞
❝ how’s it feel to get a taste of your own medicine? ❞
❝ you didn’t even taste it. ❞
❝ trust me, you’ll want to taste this. ❞
❝ i think it has a bit of bitter sweet taste. ❞
❝ so you tasted it, did you like it? ❞
03 : SIGHT .
❝ i see you. ❞
❝ i’ve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ❞
❝ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❞
❝ how can you see anything? it’s pitch dark. ❞
❝ i’ve looked close enough and i see you for what you are. ❞
❝ please, just look at me. ❞
❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞
❝ get that light out of my face. ❞
❝ it’s so bright outside today. ❞
❝ what’s wrong? what did you see? ❞
❝ you’re scared, you must have saw something. ❞
❝ what i saw, you’ll never believe me. ❞
❝ i’ve never seen you before. ❞
❝ have we seen one another before? ❞
❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞
❝ i didn’t see anything. ❞
❝ did you see that? ❞
❝ i can’t believe my eyes. ❞
04 : SOUND .
❝ shhh, i just heard something. ❞
❝ did you hear that? ❞
❝ what is that sound? ❞
❝ i missed the sound of your voice. ❞
❝ do you hear me? stay away from me. ❞
❝ i hear you, loud and clear. ❞
❝ i’m sorry, what was that? i didn’t hear you. ❞
❝ i’ve heard that sound before. ❞
❝ you didn’t hear anything at all? ❞
❝ can you hear what they’re saying? ❞
❝ aw, i love the sound of music. ❞
❝ i never said i could hear them. ❞
❝ wait, hear that? something is coming. ❞
❝ i could hear screams … ❞
❝ i heard you all the way upstairs. ❞
❝ you didn’t just hear that? that sound? that noise? ❞
❝ trust me, you’re going to want to hear this. ❞
❝ please, just hear me out. ❞
05 : SMELL .
❝ what is that smell? ❞
❝ i have missed your smell. ❞
❝ you smell nice. ❞
❝ it’s unlike anything i’ve smelled before. ❞
❝ i smell the food cooking from here. ❞
❝ do you smell that? ❞
❝ how are you able to smell that? ❞
❝ no offense but it really smells. ❞
❝ it’s starting to smell. ❞
❝ tell me, you’ve smelled this before. ❞
❝ i know that smell, it’s the smell of lies. ❞
❝ i can smell you from here. ❞
❝ are you smelling me? ❞
❝ i missed the smell of your hair. ❞
❝ i need to step away, get some fresh air. ❞
❝ do you smell that? that’s the smell of freedom. ❞
❝ i could never erase your smell. ❞
❝ i can smell the fear on you from here. ❞
manga!Seto lost six months of his life. He’s mentally half a year younger than all his peers now.
Seto “trust issues” Kaiba, Mr. Terrified-of-Relying-on-Others, spent six months in a state where someone else had to bathe him and feed him and help him go to the bathroom.
And Mokuba–who spent years in an abusive household, then months being neglected and ignored while Seto worked through his own issues, then had his only family member tell him he didn’t love him and try to torture him–promoted himself to the job of his brother’s round-the-clock caretaker at the tender age of eleven. There were maids and butlers around to take care of his basic physical needs, but did anyone make him go to school? Leave the house occasionally? Get help with his emotional problems? Probably not. And when he woke up after having his own soul stolen, his very first thought was to panic and try to race home because someone needs to take care of Seto.
People can argue all day about whether or not the mind crush coma was a fair punishment for Death-T, but either way it’s fucked up and I’m fucked up about it
What does mind crush do exactly
It creates an illusion of death.
Kaiba was basically forced to relieve what happened to him, daily, to see what he had done to himself and others, until he could put the pieces of his heart back together (which I take to mean coming to terms with the abuse he suffered and then perpetuated).
Also the original point about him being socially younger gets even worse when you realize he’s the youngest member of the main group and should actually still be in junior high. HE’S ONLY FIFTEEN and his birthday is in October, meaning he should actually have fallen WELL below the entry age for tenth grade.
His story makes so much more sense when you realize just how fucking ARRESTED his social development is. When the manga begins he’s literally a child pretending to be an adult. It’s actually questionable if he’s even really hit the main part of puberty yet (he’s both shorter and still has baby fat cheeks in the early part of the manga).
I’m not condemning YnYuugi–Heaven knows this was a child pretending to be an adult who would try to kill you BECAUSE HE LOST A GAME–but while the Illusion of Death penalty may have actually helped Kaiba to recognize how self-destructive (and destructive of Mokuba) he was becoming, it did him no favors socially.
I actually have a slightly different interpretation of it, but the only basis that interpretation has in canon is “there’s nothing against it and I know a bit about psychology,” so I’ll leave it off.
Like the fact of the matter is that Seto was already reliving the Experience of Death, every night (a pretty clear symptom of post traumatic stress) and seemed to genuinely believe defeating Yams was going to make the dreams stop
So he wasn’t even necessarily trying to kill Yugi because of losing a game, he was trying to kill him because the aftermath of his punishment game was giving him constant PTSD nightmares and ha ha what’s therapy
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“Perhaps they are hoping to find something of worth out of this,” Though he didn’t know nearly enough about occult practices or legends - it was still a bit baffling to him as to how it could be profitable but clearly, their employers had disagreed on this. He supposed he would have to wait and see.
“I suppose that’s where I come in,” He nodded his head. “As a hacker I can follow any virtual footprint that happens to be left behind. With your expertise on the subject and my skills, we might as well be a virtual treasure map.” He joked, wryly.
“Maybe they could try to sell what they find. If what they look for has some value or historical significance, they could earn quite a lot with it.” He vaguely remembered his father having said something about historical artifacts being very expensive in the black market once, back when the man still showed up sometimes. It could be a motivation. Or maybe they were working for a cult. Anything was possible.
“I suppose we should get to work then,” he said. “Do you have something to start up with?”
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Jillian let go of his hand once he was up off of the ground.”I think running is our best bet.”she said. She had to agree that talking to him and trying to get him to leave her alone would not work. Telling him off only made him more angry - she’d tried that before this whole chase ensued. Had he not randomly appeared and tried getting her to go out with him, then none of this would have happened. He wouldn’t have gotten angry and tried to corner her. She was just glad that she carried around a knife in her boot, because it not she probably wouldn’t have been able to get away from him when she did. Still, that didn’t mean that this chase was over, it was far from it.
“You’re right. Let’s just get going!”the ginger haired woman replied hastily. Jillian didn’t know exactly where it was this man was going to take her, but anywhere was better than here. She waited anxiously for him to lead the way. Had she known where they were headed off to, she would have taken the lead, but since she didn’t she figured she’d let him take them to where they were going. The woman just hoped that they’d be able to escape that creep.
Ryou nodded. “This way,” he said, starting to run in the direction he had come from, a hand on the girl’s arm to pull her along. There was a small street up ahead, to the left. If they ducked into that, and they moved fast, then he was pretty confident they could lose the man. He just hoped the girl was quick, and not too tired. Behind himself, he heard the man shout something, but he didn’t turn around. If he could hear him scream, they were already too close for his tastes.
He turned into the alley, barely avoiding colliding with some trash. Hopefully their pursuer would end up hitting it and slowing down a bit. “We need to go right next,” he said, not turning around to look at the girl. The streets in that part of town would soon start to look like a sort of maze if one didn’t know them. Luckily, Ryou had spent so much time wandering around to know where he was going. He hoped the other guy wasn’t from the area.
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Jillian was a strong and independent woman. She knew she could take care of herself. There was a strong possibility that she could get out of this situation okay without getting hurt. Yet, at the same time, she was scared that whoever this was could catch up to her. She couldn’t remember the man’s name, she just knew he was persistent and wouldn’t take no for an answer. This wasn’t the first time the guy had tried asking her out and she turned him down. However, today was the first time he’d showed signs of anger and violence, which was what had scared her a bit.
“Look, I can take care of myself! Okay?”the woman snapped. However, looking from the white haired male to the male chasing her, she realized that turning down his help would probably be a stupid idea. She had a feeling her chaser could easily over power her if she got caught, at least this way she’d have somebody to help in case that happened. “On second thought, I might just take you up on that offer.”she added hastily. She quickly scrambled up from the ground, extending her hand to the other to help him up, looking back to see how far away the other male was. He was getting dangerously close now and she feared if they stayed around here much longer something bad would happen.
Looking back at the man coming closer to them, Ryou had the feeling that he was the kind of guy who would and could easily beat him up if he crossed him. And part of him sort of regretted offering his help, not really wanting to end up getting hurt for a complete stranger. But on the other side, he couldn’t in good conscience just leave this girl alone while that guy followed her. So much for going home and relaxing.
He took the hand she was offering him, pushing himself up. “Look, if you feel like running again, I know some short cuts that might shake him off,” he said. He knew every alley and passage in this part of town, and he was confident in his ability to run from anyone that might be following him. He could think of at least a couple streets nearby they could duck into and make their escape. Only he didn’t know if the girl could also keep up, it looked like she had been running for a while already. “But in that case we should move soon, because if he catches up I don’t think telling him I’m a friend of yours and to leave you alone would work.” It could probably make him angrier, if anything.
hell-howling:
He’s not sure what to make of the other male - on the one hand he feels saddened that yet another young boy has been dragged into such a job. He can’t help but silently wonder what circumstances might have led the boy to where he is today - and more concerning, whether or not he came here of his own free will.
“Yes, I am.” He nods his head, surprised that the other male seems to know who he is. “I’m rather curious as to what they need an occult expert for.” He admitted. “Their main focus appears to be financial gain or crime.”
It’s strange that these people seem to be recruiting so many teens to do their work. Ryou was an easy target, he knows this, what with him basically living on his own. Maybe the other boy was one too. He hopes at least it’s only him and the other, that there aren’t any other people their age taking part in this.
“I wasn’t told a lot either. What I know is that they want certain objects that were tied to some legends and occult practices, and they want me to look at were your virtual leads take us to in order to see if we are getting closer. See if I can find symbols and things like that.” He paused. “I also know there are rumors about some curses involving those things, but I’m pretty sure they are just rumors.” What would they even expect him to do if there actually was a curse, he doesn’t know.
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Jillian ran as fast as her short little legs could carry her. Every once in a while, she’d look back to see if she was still being followed and sure enough she was. She had been running for a long time and her legs were starting to get tired. She knew she couldn’t stop though. If not, the person that was chasing her would watch up to her and she did not want that to happen. The person that was chasing her was someone Jillian was acquainted with and he was one of those guys who wouldn’t take no for an answer. She’d made him mad earlier, when she turned him down for the hundredth time and now here she was, running like her life depended on it. It was times like this when she wished she didn’t live on this side of town. Then she wouldn’t have to worry about running into creepers and weirdos on a daily basis.
Looking back ahead of her, Jillian realized that she was about to crash into a man with snowy white hair. She tried her best to stop herself, but she was a bit too late. She crashed right into him and tumbled onto the ground - probably taking he stranger with her. “Oh crap! Sorry!”she replied rather quickly. She looked back again and saw that the guy was still on her tail. “Great.”she mumbled.
Ryou had stopped paying attention to the road just for one second, the time to take out his phone and answer a message. He knew it was dangerous and all of that, but he was more than capable of going home on autopilot by now, so he didn’t think he’d have to be particularly careful as to where he was going. He was almost done when he heard fast steps coming his way. He barely had time to raise his eyes from the screen before someone slammed into him, sending them both to the ground.
He sat up, wincing. That hadn’t been the best landing. The girl who crashed into him said a hasty apology. He was about to answer her, when he noticed she was turning to look at something behind herself, seeming nervous. Ryou followed her gaze to see a man running towards them. “Hey, um, do you need help?” he asked. He didn’t know what was going on, but he didn’t like the picture of an upset girl running and some guy following her.
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my first impression of your muse: very calm and collected, almost a bit mysterious my first impression of you:we haven’t talked much but you seem pretty friendlymy favorite thing about your muse: he’s intriguing, he always seems like he’s keeping something from others or that he’s trying to gather information, I find it so interestingmy favorite thing about you: I think you seem very approachable would I ever consider shipping our muses: maybe? I see more of a friendship potential, but I am not totally against it a plot I’d like to see between our muses: this isn’t exactly a plot, but both of them have a messy family, what with Ryou having lost his mother and sister and having an absent father, and Akira having lost his parents and having had to raise both himself and Aoi, and I think it would be interesting to have them relate to each other in how hard childhood was for theman AU I think would be interesting for our muses:the AU where they are happy I’m not sure, but maybe a urban fantasy AU where Ryou is a magician in the more classical sense and Akira is, well, a technology magician, I think it would be fun
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“I- I’m sorry, I don’t think I can help you.” Ryou took a couple of steps back, trying to keep his voice steady. He knew how to recognize unsavory people, and the ones who had stopped him as he went home, asking him for some information, definitely fit the type of people Ryou wanted to avoid. But there wasn’t anyone else around, and they weren’t backing off, and Ryou was readying himself to turn around and run as fast as he could.
They all turned when they noticed someone else approaching. Ryou very nearly went to hug Atem, or at least hide behind him. He was pretty sure he had never been this relieved to see the Pharaoh before.
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Who the hell digs a hole in a public park and covers it up for people to fall in it? And a very well made hole at that, as Ryou had been trying to get out of it for a good twenty minutes now.
“Hello?” he called, hearing movements outside. “Is anyone there? I need some help here- oh.” He stopped, noticing just who was peering down at him. “Um. Hi.” Now this was humiliating.
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