#cardhearts

[millenniumspirit-retired]

just leaving lots of love for you! you're amazing and sweet and never forget that <3

aghfntscjsjus -hugs you lots- thank you!!!

[duellista]

“You sound ghastly, like some 90-year-old woman.” (omg i needed this lmao)

“In all honesty, it still puts me thousands of years ahead of your politics, Pharaoh.” 

Oh, but indeed, he looked decrepit. Miserable. Pale, even by his standards. Dark rings around his eyes, and a grainy voice. He was sick. But, even then, Seto Kaiba still forced himself out of bed. So as far as he was concerned, his body was still functional; sick, but functional.

“But that is none of my business.” And, again, he sipped a bit more of his coffee. Which, presumably, had been the only thing keeping him awake. 

[bloodyghosts-warmcuddles-blog]

@cardhearts

“Ah - the Pharaoh doesn’t like to be reminded of who he once was?”. Bakura smirked as he pushed himself off from the wall and over closer to Yami, eyes cold as they scanned his composure. “Yami. Why do you cling to that name after all the hassle that so many went to in order for you to receive your new ... well old name I suppose is better”  He hummed happily. This was one of the fun things about being back alive once more - he got to annoy this man for this life time too.  “Why not just steal your hosts name. Trust me. Works wonders”

[setoxkaiba-blog1]

@cardhearts continued from (x)

He didn’t move though.  He stood there, arms on either of Yami’s shoulders, his cold gaze on the smaller form before him. It was frustrating to no end how their meetings always seemed to come to this. Always seemed to be one argument after another. But this one had been rather...fierce and his insecurities were threatening to rise to the surface.  “No” he snapped out, “You arn’t leaving this room until we actually speak about this instead of arguing like children” he sighed softly and slowly let go of the others shoulders, though still stood close, towering over him.  “What makes you so certain that I wish to be rid of you anyway?” 

[kingofinsxcts-archived]

Ok random bUT. share your thoughts what happens when he sees someone killing a spider or screeching like 'eeeek!' bc theyre afraid???

If it’s people killing insects just because they’re ugly or gross then he’d get angry and tell them to stop. If they don’t listen then he’ll try to fight them (and most likely lose)

And if it’s someone that’s scared of a bug or a spider he’ll tell them not to worry and gently pick up the bug and move it somewhere safe.

[futurxxs]

@cardhearts

“ How are you doing, my King? “

[millenniumspirit-retired]

u lil shit reblagging food porn mmmmm

can’t tell if this is a call out for me or ryou tbh. neither of us are shamed

[millenniumspirit-retired]

             @cardhearts cont.

          ’ — uff !! ’

A loud muffled sound escaped Yugis ghost self when he hit the wall with quite some strength. He was just about to leave, nothing bad happened he guessed, yet he found himself close to a wall and Bakura, his back hurting like hell. Coughing for a second Yami looked up, his expression straight yet irritated and a tad bit of pain from the impact.

               “What’s going on, why did you do that—?”

His voice was ever so calm, but he couldn’t explain it in the slightest why he would— wait a moment. Was that even Bakura? Or the ‘ hunter ‘ …?

                   “ Because I’m going to make something very clear, ” the white haired boy said. His features were still deceptively soft, his voice measured and tame, but there was no mistaking the force behind his movements, the confidant tilt of his head as he regarded the other spirit. “ I might leave my host alone with your partner, but do not think for a moment that courtesy will extend to you. ”

                   His very words were his threat. No need to expand on them when the pharaoh’s imagination could fill in the rest, build a fear that Bakura could play and prey on later better than any clear cut threat would design. 

                   Bakura pushed away from him and smiled Ryou’s smile. “ Clear? ”