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Indie Sub Series Bakura Blog

[masutabakura-blog]

His eyes narrowed, and then he threw back his head and laughed wildly. “I NEVER thought you gave a single fuck about anything but yourself. Yes, yes you were a child. I was too. Do you really think that has ANYTHING to do with it? Even if you aren’t going to take the responsibility of your family which by all right you fucking should, there was the off chance that his majesty had a heart. Thanks for putting that rumor to rest Pharaoh.” 

[godxofxegypt-deactivated2017122]

❛ It does. What the hell was I supposed to do? Waddle about the streets in protest? I mean if you’ve got the solution and can advise me on how I should have handled it then the floor is yours genius. I’m all ears otherwise I don’t want to hear anymore of your whining. It got old centuries ago. ❜

He shrugged his shoulders, folding arms across his chest. ❛ Heartless. Asshole. Midget. Alcoholic.You’re not the first to call me a name and certainly won’t’ be the last. ❜

[masutabakura-blog]

“You could try giving a fuck now.” He snared baring his teeth. “You think I don’t know you were a child? But you got everything handed to you on a golden fucking platter that was melted from the flesh of my FAMILY!” He was seething. “That’s why you don’t get a say. You lived, and flourished because of the death of my village and you have the audacity to ask me what you could have done?” He laughed, it started low in his throat and grew and grew until it was a shrieking booming thing. “DIED. You could have died and gave your family exactly what they gave me! Loss and despair!”

[rayvenlunanite]

Send me "flashback" for a glimpse into my muses past

[rp-meme-glaceon]

Send 🌡to nurse my sick/injured muse back to health

Send 💊 for my muse to nurse yours

[godxofxegypt-deactivated2017122]

❛ No. I never claimed to be of sound mind but it does help surrounding myself with people who have that peace but uh… I am going to make this easy for you. You are wasting your time if you think I give one flying fuck about Kul Elna. I had nothing to do with it and therefore I feel ABSOLUTELY NOTHING about it other than my uncle was wrong to call for such things. But being as I was but a child, barely even thought about, there wasn’t a damn thing I could do so you can take that bitterness and shove it. Now if that’s all, I have games to play with my friends. They may not care one way or the other if I am alive or dead, but they put on a good front and that is good enough for me. ❜

[masutabakura-blog]

His eyes narrowed, and then he threw back his head and laughed wildly. “I NEVER thought you gave a single fuck about anything but yourself. Yes, yes you were a child. I was too. Do you really think that has ANYTHING to do with it? Even if you aren’t going to take the responsibility of your family which by all right you fucking should, there was the off chance that his majesty had a heart. Thanks for putting that rumor to rest Pharaoh.” 

[kawaiiyandere4ever]

[masutabakura-blog]

“Running away, oh great morning and evening star? How fucking typical.”

[godxofxegypt-deactivated2017122]

 ❛ I’mterribly sorry that you’ve run out of people to play with in the last century or so but I prefer the company of people withsound minds and those who actually long to keep me alive. Surely you can understand how playing with you would make things rather awkward.

       Do enjoy your stay around these parts. With that shining personality of yours, you are bound to make new friends in no time. ❜

[masutabakura-blog]

“Play with you say? Oh dearest Pharaoh.” He mock bowed. “I haven’t played in so long I’ve forgotten what it’s like. What with all of my friends and family being burned alive.” A small unhinged cackle. “Sound minds? You think YOU fit into that category?” His mad laughter was full blown now. “It takes a psycho to know a psycho.” 

“For the record it’s clear NO ONE longed to keep you alive. They all sent you to your grave without a second thought. Poor Pharaoh, he thought everyone loved him, but no one cared. They were rid of your sorry spirit as soon as they had the chance.”

[godxofxegypt-deactivated2017122]

masutabakura replied to your post:         Tch, I cannot seem to attract anything…

“Oh come now your majesty, we could definitely find something more permanent.”

                I’m not dealing with you or any of your counterparts tonight so you might as well keep it moving.

[masutabakura-blog]

"Running away, oh great morning and evening star? How fucking typical."

[thewittyphantom]

[shingeki-no-slamjam]

#talk shit get hit

[pharaohhearted]

who wants to think about teenage pharaoh yugi dying only a few months after his coronation?? who wants to think about thin and sickly yugi dying all alone in his bed because atem and mahad and mana and his parents are all dead??? who wants to think about yugi dying knowing he won’t be able to go into the afterlife because he told shadi to burn his body so that his soul could wander until he was reborn and could save his brother???

[sadhoc]

PTSD isn’t just flashbacks. while a lot of movies, books, games etc equate post traumatic stress disorder to having extremely vivid flashbacks in which one thinks the trauma is happening again, this is not the only symptom of PTSD, nor is it a requirement for having the disorder.

other symptoms of PTSD include

problems sleeping

nightmares 

hypervigilance (constantly checking surroundings for safety, looking for any possible threat)

being easily startled

being emotionally numb or not experiencing joy

seeing the world as a terrible place

memory loss 

trouble relating to others

physiological or strong emotional reactions to reminders of trauma 

intrusive thoughts about the trauma

(full list of criteria here)

flashbacks are not the be all and end all of PTSD. it’s a much more complex disorder than it’s portrayed in a lot of media, nor is it military exclusive. i hope this post can at least help educate some people beyond the incomplete and in some cases outright wrong information that a lot of people have.

[masutabakura-blog]

He found himself once more on the mortal plane and blinked. Several times. He had been walking in the forest and.. apparently found one of those places where the walls between the worlds were thin? And wearing only chainmail atop his customary doublet and hose, at that. At least he had his sword. Timaeus shook his head and looked around, trying to puzzle out his surroundings.

What. The. FUCK. He was walking, looking for an unsuspecting victim to rob, and then all of a sudden, a walking tin can, but because the gods though that his life was one big joke, he noted exactly WHO was wearing the can. “What in the hell are YOU doing here Pharaoh?” He growled lowly. “And didn’t you think yourself ugly enough without dying your hair a different hideous color.” Dont’ even get him started on the eye. “Is this your Halloween costume your majesty?” He sneered. “It’s fucking awful.” 

[tinyleader-timaeus]

Timaeus’ eyebrow shot up over his working eye, which widened in something caught between disgust and curiosity at the mangling of the old speak by this youngling. He shook his head, an amused smile tugging at his lips. “Thine hair, my friend. Tis a possessive and requires another form of conjugation. If one wishes to sound like a complete and utterly bladdered fool, then one should at least be correct in one’s words.” The mirth lasted only until Bakura’s fingers wrapped around his chin. Timaeus would have gone faintly cross-eyed trying to stare at him if he had had the use of both eyes. As it was, he simply looked a little silly. And very perplexed. “Once again, I must inform you that I am not the Pharaoh. What has enraged you thus?”

[masutabakura-blog]

“I don’t give a damn about your Shakespearean grammar. What I do give a damn about is why you are wearing my mortal enemies face.” It was clear now that this was not the Pharaoh, but some idiot who was...he had no idea a bad fan? Horrible cosplayer? Who even knew? More to the point who even cared?

“I’m enraged, because he took everything from me.” Bakura snarled. “And why in the hell do you look like him if you aren’t him?” He demanded still eyeing him suspiciously. He may not be the pharaoh, but he looked like him and that was enough for distrust for Bakura. 

[blueeyeswhitemajesty-blog]

"Shoulders down, ass up." He growled walking around her.

Kisara shivered at the growl that seemed to reverberate through her. She moved better into the position he had ordered with a murmured: “Yes, young master Masuta,”.  

Her skin ached to be touched as her body was bare before him. All she had done for him was strip and contort into this position for him but she could feel her pussy begin to moisten with excitement.

[blueeyeswhitemajesty-blog]

Kisara shuddered, ignoring the question, probably better not to address that particular point. It wasn’t as if she couldn’t escape her current situation. “I can be depraved, if that is what you wish of me, Masuta?” Kisara wasn’t sure which he wanted so she supposed she would have to play it by ear and hope she picked correctly.

She gasped when he grabbed her hair and couldn’t help the moan that escaped her as she pressed against his crotch “Y-yes, sir.”

[masutabakura-blog]

“Yes, I think I would like that quite a bit. You down in the dirt with the rest of us.” He grinned manically. “Oh how lovely that would be so see the queen just a common slut hm?” He cackled at the thought. “Not so very regal at all when you want a cock eh?”

“Now then, you beg for it. You beg for what you want, and tell me how nasty you are for it. How filthy you are for needing it, and I might give it to you.” He chuckled sadistically. “Of course if not I can always punish you. You won’t like that I assure you.” 

[masutabakura-blog]

"I could use a little help here!" {Ahaha angst...}

Bakura poked his head into Ri’s room. “What’s going on?” He asked seeing her eyes looking haunted. He tilted his head and nodded. “What can I do?”

[jaggedrebel-blog]

She felt so detached from her surroundings and yet at the same time she felt hyper-vigilant. As the other spoke to her she looked at him almost as if he was speaking a foreign language, but she vaguely recognized the pills in his hand and took them, swallowing them without preamble, the meds would take some time to kick in though. Everything felt so weird as reality and hallucinations blended seamlessly together. 

~ Still relying on those pills to shield you? How pathetic…~

The tone of the voice made her cringe and distantly she heard glass hit the floor and shatter, unaware that it had been the glass in her hand. A sense of dread filled her as she swore she felt the hands of the voice touching her. She bolted out of her spot, feet hitting the floor only for her to stumble and land in the pile of broken glass. A glass fragment sliced down her arm, causing it to begin to bleed, but she didn’t notice it. 

~ Cower all you want,you still belong to me, even when I reject and abandon you you are mine to abuse as I see fit ~

[masutabakura-blog]

Bakura knew what hallucinations could do to you. He had his own encounters before. Until he had decided he wasn’t going to let them run his life. “Ryou, whatever you’re seeing right now, isn’t real. I need you to focus on me.” He moved so she could see him, still not touching. That would be far too confusing at this stage. 

“I need you to listen to the sound of my voice.” He said trying to sound authoritative. He racked his brain. His own host was prone to panic attacks when faced with the wrong situation. This was like that...right?

“Just listen to me and ignore everything else Ryou. I’m here for you alright? Nothing else matters but the sound of my voice.” 

He wasn’t even sure if that would help, but it was in all he had truthfully. 

[jaggedrebel-blog]

We're alone now, you could kiss me (Bwahahah I am such a sucker for punishment)

She kissed her knuckles before they formed a fist and she promptly punched him in the face. “There.” She said. 

[jaggedrebel-blog]

And cum she did. Her toes curled as she hit her peak and tightened around him rhythmically. Her juices dripped out around him and she gripped his arms hard as she came. It was a surprisingly intense orgasm and once more she found her mind going completely blank. All she knew was the pleasure she felt in that moment and it was oddly freeing.

Her head fell back against the bed and her body arched underneath him. She was absolutely breathless, skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat. She would feel this afterwards but she couldn’t care less, after all pain killers were a thing that she had plenty of access too.

[masutabakura-blog]

“I h-hope you r-realize I’m not d-done.” He said still working her over. “Hell I’ve n-not even s-started.” He smirked and leaned down. “W-what if I w-want you on your hands and k-knees, being filthy f-for me?” Each word was punctuated by a deep thrust into her used body. “Y-you’re g-going to come at least once m-more for me.” He promised? Threatened? With Bakura who knew. 

What he did know is Ri’s body hadn’t been wrecked yet, and he wasn’t one to do things half assed. He wanted her completely ruined. In the best of ways. Something deep down he would never admit out loud wanted to take care of her in every way imaginable. Her own spirit was more of an ass than he.  Sure he and his own host didn’t get along, but he never took that for granted. He had always felt a connection with the other whether he admitted it or not. 

Maybe that was why he felt so close to Ri. Who knew? More to the point who cared. Right now all he cared about was pleasuring Ri to the point she couldn’t handle it anymore. 

[masutabakura-blog]

happy birthday psycho bitch <3

[yugi-motou]

With a sickeningly sweet smile on his face, Yugi raised his middle finger and flipped Bakura off for his comment. It could be said that they had a rather… unconventional relationship. Yugi took another little bite, having little interest in the food before him. “Because you never asked me about it.” He replied simply. Before now, there had been no opportunity for them to sit down to a home-cooked meal together. It they’d eaten in the past, it had been take away and, honestly, he doubted either of them had been thinking about much more than what would happen afterwards.

The only response he gave to the next comment was a shrug of his shoulders. He enjoyed doing things like this if he was to be honest with himself. “You haven’t even had cake yet. Or opened your presents.” He all but mumbled. It was strange to think that not so long ago, Yugi had assumed the other was dead. But now they were together, living under the same roof and… in love. Oh how times changed.

[masutabakura-blog]

“You...cake...presents?” He shook his head. “There was no reason for that.” Hell Bakura hadn’t had a birthday in...Oh since he was five. He wasn’t a fan, but Yugi seemed to want to do this, and so he’d let him. He went through all the trouble, Bakura might as well let him go all out. Then he would tell him to never do it again. 

Yes that’s what he would do. No reason to let Yugi down right now. He smiled and shook his head in disbelief. “I can’t believe you did all this for me. I’m hardly what I would consider worth it.” He said with a half shrug. There went his self deprecation again. So easy to dismiss himself in situations like these. 

[masutabakura-blog]

“You are ridiculously comfortable…”

He looked down at the other simply…lounging on him. Who would have ever thought. He probably should have said something to perpetuate the myth they were enemies, but he was half asleep and didn’t much care. “Mmm S’been said before.” 

[raz0reyes-deactivated20201119]

He blushed before letting out a chuckle, “Wings are definitely dick sucking good.”  He replies with a small smirk on his face, “Like with the ears but wings are defiantly more pleasurable to get rubbed while ears can be more relaxing or more arousing depending on how you pet them.” He shrugs sitting down on a chair.

[masutabakura-blog]

He arched a brow. “So I just gave you a case of the dick sucking feel goods. I think I need to throw up. And a shower. And that thing kids call brain bleach. All of those. I will never touch them again. Ugh.” He huffed. “Where is it? The shower? Did you think I was joking? I need to scrub all my parts. I feel violated.” 

[masutabakura-blog]

"Then why haven't you gut me yet?"

“Strangely I was thinking the same thing.” Bakura pulled his shadow blade and with one quick movement had it flipped in his hand and with a flick of his wrist, he had it sailing towards the mark. It hit exactly where it was intended to, tearing through the sinew of Atem’s ear. “Now then.” He stalked towards him. “Let the real fun begin.”

[raz0reyes-deactivated20201119]

His ears twitched at the last comment, he sighed biting his lip before sighing running a hand trough his hair, “You’re right. I know have to get out of the habit of pretending everything is fine when it’s not. I hate myself and I honestly can’t stand looking at my own reflection in a mirror any longer then I have to.”

“I just… You get used to feeling empty and worthless,” He shakes his head, “Sorry I was getting off topic wasn’t I?”

[masutabakura-blog]

Bakura smirked. “Well one can hardly blame you for that with that hair.” He teased, hoping to make light of the situation. “You get used to it though don’t you?” His voice became more somber. “Hating yourself. Looking in the mirror day after day. You get accustomed to hating what you see.” 

he shook his head. “Yes, yes you were. You’re so off topic, I don’t even know what the top is now.” He huffed hoping they could get past this and on to something less painful.