#freneticshadows

[duelingstreetrat]

I’M TRYING TO SHARE GAY STUFF WITH MY FRIEND INTERNET, PLEASE.

@blipblorpsnork

[inferno-fireblast]

"I'm not questioning your morals, Kaiba, I'm denying their existence."

[duelingstreetrat]

((I started doing closing shifts today and honestly I am regretting missing No and Ridley meeting.

Just assume Ya is also at work.

That ramen shop is lucky to have him.))

[duelingstreetrat]

“So, I tried taking pictures of “““ferrets”““ that had recently invaded @freneticshadows‘ apartment??? And??? Apparently they don’t take pictures well because their forms don’t... do well with that?

Anyway, don’t let them in your house, they’ll steal your peanut butter, that you absolutely don’t have.”

[duelingstreetrat]

Seto's expression twisted into a *snarl* of anger as he listened to this. "Are you serious?!" His records hadn't reflected a brother, let alone a set of TRIPLETS. This was as brand new to him as it would have been if Mothman his fucking self came down to swoop him away. "You're telling me that all this time-- And you just assumed I knew?!" Oh he was definitely pissed. Probably way more than he had a right to be.

“Well, yeah!” He straightened up, his surprise and alarm quickly being caught up in growing annoyance. “You’re the damn genius here, how the FUCK did three whole people doin’ their own shit slip under your radar?”

“Furthermore, how is this any a your business? What right you got gettin’ mad at me for it?! It ain’t like I’m climbin’ up your family tree’s ass to see what relatives I dunno about!”

[duelingstreetrat]

Break: "I love you." (FS)

@freneticshadows

It’s completely unfair, isn’t it? Unfair how he looks at you these days. How he holds you. How he kisses you.

Sometimes, he’ll say things that convey he cares. That tell you things changed from high school, that he feels differently. That you’re at least more than a casual fuck. Maybe a friend. Maybe his only friend.

But then he says that.

Your heart stops. The world stops. Time stops.

… What did he say?

… He doesn’t mean it. Does he? He’s fucking with you.

… Why does your heart hurt?

It scares you.

Suddenly your entire life flashes before you. Parents, yelling and screaming, your father throwing glasses, plates, your mother against the wall, your mother screeching as she ran at him with a knife, Shizuka crying, fists and feet you can’t avoid, cutting your palms while crawling on the floor–

He looks alarmed. The world refocuses, comes back in to view, and you realize you’re shaking. Holding yourself. Crying. Pressed against the wall like you’d been cornered there, even though Seto was several feet away and calling for you.

“… I… I-I can’t.” You shake your head, breathing deep to try and calm yourself. “I can’t, we can’t, we–”

It wouldn’t work. You’re too much like them. Too violent, too loud, you fight too much and you’ll hurt him.

You mean to apologize, you really do.

It just doesn’t leave your lips when you run out the door.

[duelingstreetrat]

|| Continuing... || @freneticshadows

The blond strolled on in, like it was his place to just arrive at Seto Kaiba’s place and start making demands.

Which he started doing almost immediately.

“So, like I said, I’m bored and someone needs to drag you outta here.” He stepped past Seto, hands in his pocket before turning back around. “I got some extra change, you got a car and a lot more money than you know what to do with. Let’s go to the arcade!”

[duelingstreetrat]

No need of a monster for the thing with the fangs. Did you see Kaiba's teeth? Daaaaamn boy!

Katsuya sighed, closing his eyes and ignoring the warmth building in his face.

"Yeaaaah..."

Those teeth.