#dastardlydalliances

[necrofia]

@dastardlydalliances Ewwwww. That's nasty.

[ancientgoldboundspirit-a]

dastardlydalliances replied to your post: dastardlydalliances replied to your post: ...

“Also not gonna float my boat, pretty boy. But hey, if you wanna be the boss next time we fuck go ahead and take the reins.”

“Like I said, gimme a time and place.”

[vicepresidenttoyou]

dastardlydalliances replied to your post: ((Do you think like Seto has all the Blue Eyes...

(( he prints one at a time and waits for kaiba to be like ‘i have all the bewds in the world’ and goes lol what about this one over and over))

((oh my god... yes

or he just has a bunch sitting under a mattress and whenever Seto thinks he has them all pegasus just hands one to some random kid))

[namelesspharaoh]

Temperance: How willing are they to let other peoples ideas work? How does my muse handle moderation? Is their an aspect of their life that they live in excess of?

Tarot Card Based Asks 〘𝓧〙 | Not Accepting | @dastardlydalliances​

How willing are they to let other peoples’ ideas work?

In trivial matters, Atem could not possibly care less. In fact, Atem tends to let other people take the lead in everyday social situations such as ‘where to go’ or ‘what to do.’

In serious matters, Atem could use to care less. These trigger his inner control-freak.

Atem is a self-sacrificial sentry by complex and a fierce protector of those he loves by nature. As such, he often disregards the devout loyalty his companions reciprocate towards him or how it might feel for them to stand back and watch him shoulder all their woes and blows for them. What’s more, Atem deliberately ignores his limits and is prone to biting off more than he can chew and overexerting himself while playing hero.

Atem has a persona that was tailor-made for handling serious matters. He will apply his quick thinking and enact his plans much faster than someone could possibly interject with one of their own. However, Atem heeds the suggestions of others and is fairly compliant in incorporating them into his own actions when they are indeed pitched to him.

Under dire circumstances, Atem is not opposed to his allies coming up with their own ideas to solve a problem (likely besting an enemy). However, it will take Atem jumping several mental hurdles before he will be open and on board with allowing said friend to actually approach the problem and attempt it themselves (again, likely an enemy).

He’s a stubborn man, and struggles to accept help from those he would die to protect. As he was once a king, he tends to measure his self worth in his ability to handle other people’s problems for them quickly and efficiently. It’s challenging for him to answer their pleas and allow them to step forth into the threshold of danger with him, for him.

… For a reason. Everything about Atem’s cautious, controlling nature is for a reason.

He has learned that combined strength is more powerful than individual; but still, it’s difficult to accept that needing help does not indicate he is too weak to protect them but rather that together they are strong enough to protect one another and face anything.

This is especially true as he would sustain any number of injuries just to ensure an ally would get by without a scratch. His mentality is simple: it’s me, or them; and at any given moment, Atem would rather it be him than them. This complex is a difficult one to reason with, but should a comrade break through and make him see it wounds them just as badly to watch him hurt as it would to have been hurt themselves, that they’d rather navigate and overcome hardships together, with enough persistence, Atem may yield.

He is hard of allowing others to contribute, but once he’s committed to teamwork, Atem will work in diligent tandem with his allies. He is adaptive & can be the driving force to bring their plans to fruition with his brilliant resourcefulness & cunning craftiness. One might even say Atem’s true strength is realized when he does allow others to step in.

And no matter how unacceptable Atem might treat it, another person jumping ahead to handle a problem for him or assist him is something that lifts him up, not brings him down.

How does my muse handle moderation?

In terms of self-imposed moderation, very well. Atem is quite masterful in the noble art of self-control, and rare does restraint evade him. If Atem is in a stable mindset, he can handle keeping his cool with ease. When the safety of his loved ones are jeopardized, he can control his vengeful urges and keep himself composed by internalizing his turmoil. He knows fear, panic, and anxiety will only hinder his wits and worsen the situation. He centers his mind on his objective, keeping his goal in mind’s view, in order to preform well under pressure. Self-imposed moderation is but a means to an ends with Atem.

In terms of moderation by exterior forces, also very well. Atem is well acquainted with treading a thin line. While he may internalize anger or upset at the moderation, he is accustomed to a life of boundaries and can handle them accordingly.

Alas, on the off-chance that he is confronted with catastrophic failures that he truly plays a part in or guiltily feels that he does, his composure will slip, and moderation will evade him. Perhaps this is his rawest, truest, most vulnerable face; when he lashes out freely, damns self restraint, and does as he pleases. This true face is not one easily brought out.

Is there an aspect of their life they live in excess of?

Restricting himself to staying in his “place” and tending to his “responsibilities,” real or imagined. Atem takes duty very seriously. His own feelings are so foreign to him, that in every decision Atem makes, he focuses on what he can achieve for the greater good rather than for the good of himself. He lives and dies for the greater good. Raised to be a ruler, he was taught to prioritize the majority. Many times, Atem fails to view himself as an individual with his own respect worthy thoughts and feelings; but rather as a mere instrument for solving problems that’s worth is only determined by its ability to do so.

He needs to learn to do what he feels is right, and not what is right for the world.

He also allow his failures, his fears, and his past to affect him long into the future; and perhaps trying to fill boots too big for him, that were never truly meant to be his.

He needs to learn to stop being the King of Egypt, his father’s son, and start being Atem.

[florence-midknight]

@dastardlydalliances

All of Dal’s muscles were tense. When he was touched a tremor ran through him, like a doll having his strings twanged. His duty- save his people. Leave as little harm behind as possible. Do the job, get out. He breathed out and dropped his match. The horrible little flame fell away and was snuffed out before the wood hit the pavement far below.

“The one and only.” He commented and placed his hands over Bakura’s, reddened burnt fingers chafing on the other man’s skin. “You smell good.”

Bakura could tell that something wasn’t right the moment that he touched Dal. He felt the tremour, the way the other was wound tight as a spring. He could smell the remnants of the match and saw the burns on the other’s fingertips. 

He didn’t know what had occurred, but something had shaken Dal.

Reaching his fingers around, Bakura gently grabbed for Dal’s injured fingers with a frown. 

“What happened?”

[thief-of-shadows]

Haha~ Oh how could you say that to me daddy, you're supposed to love and support me.

Ew.

[game-weaver]

If you and the pharaoh needed to pull a two guys in a trenchcoat pretending to be one big guy routine, which of you would be on top and which on the bottom?

.....

“I would be on top.”

[maxifabulous]

"Like I fuckin know. I'm not picky, I'll swallow anything that gets in my mouth." Dal grinned and turned his bottle up for a swig as thought it were common whiskey or beer. "Bottom's up, Good Looking."

“Good gracious, there’s a better way!” Pegasus exclaimed in near distress. He hurriedly stood and retrieved a red wine glass, returning to snatch the bottle from Dal and pour a healthy amount into the glass. “Don’t you know, wine can taste amazing if you drink it correctly. I will teach you.” 

Taking up his own glass, he swirled the dark red liquid in a circular motion, before lifting it to his face and sniffing deeply. “Swirl and sniff,” he said, “that comes first. Then, breathe in just as you fill your mouth with wine, let it cover your whole tongue, and then breath out through your nose as you swallow. Like so.” He demonstrated, and let out a pleased sigh. “Ah, yes, you experience a multitude more flavor this way than you can simply chugging it.” 

He lifted his glass, in toast, to Dal. “And now, to you, my fine fellow.”