#memorykeep

[hourofdarkness]

          After a long day of doing nothing but sleeping in the sun, a certain snake escapes his position on a rock and finds a specific pantleg to slither up until he finds himself nuzzling the crook of the owner’s neck. @memorykeep

[sunsacrifice]

@memorykeep​

          It wasn’t a comfortable thing to do, but Thoth became Djoser’s designated ‘physician,’ due to the fact that he couldn’t see a regular doctor. He hated bothering either of the original guardian gods, especially over something as trivial as this; but, he was knocking on the door to his private study anyway. Dammit, why did he always have to act first and think later? He opened the door just a smidgen to see him scribbling down something or other.

“Hey... Thoth? If you’re busy I can come back later! I just... kinda have a problem. It’s not serious, so it can wait--”

[hourofdarkness]

@memorykeep sent: Hugs him from behind, arms wrapping around him tightly as if seeking comfort.

          Deep, bored yawn interrupted by sudden arms wrapping around his waist. “Hm?” He looked down to find familiar robes covering them, and he waddled a bit so he can turn to face the one in question. Sudden hugs were a thing, but something felt off.

   With the other’s hold still in place, two cold hands cup the sides of Thoth’s face to lift it up in order to get a good look at it.

   His lips pursed outward with another curious hum before placing a chaste kiss on the creator god’s forehead.

[hourofdarkness]

@memorykeep​

          “Y O U.” A dark, evil voice had come from the deepest depths of the abyss to claim him...!

   The very second Thoth stepped out of the room and closed the door, he would suddenly feel arms come around him from behind, in a rather tight and secure grip (though of course, not enough to make things hurtful or uncomfortable). As promised, Apophis had every intention of forcing the over-worked creator god to rest for as long as he needed, staying at his side the entire time.

   “GuEsS wHat TimE it IS.”

[sunsacrifice]

@memorykeep​

          Djoser wasn’t quite sure how things turned out this way, but the feelings it invoked within him made him feel like he had to do something. The moment Apophis’s face changed, he could tell exactly what he was feeling, as if they were still cursed with a bond to each other. The look of agonizing defeat in someone who had earlier shown such fatherly attention was painful, too. He couldn’t track down Apophis, so hopefully... A gentle knock on Thoth’s door to his study, but no wait for an invitation. He opened and closed it as gently as possible, and signaled his arrival with a wave.

“I can.. leave if you want, but I don’t think I can just sit there n’ let this go.”

[hourofdarkness]

@memorykeep​ SENT: ✵

Send ✵ and my muse will answer the following.  

Their first impression of your muse: Apophis loved Thoth from the very beginning. He thought him to be a little too studious and goody-goody in personality, but overall he thought he was stunning when they were finally able to see each other in the light.

Current impression: He still loves Thoth, without a doubt, more than anything in the universe. Thanks to past experiences though it’s still hard to heal from the abandonment despite that. Still finds him immensely beautiful but could probably stop keeping his feelings bottled up if he could help it at all.

Are they attracted to your muse?: 1,0000000000% yes

Something they find frightening about your muse: The dead look Thoth gets in his eyes when he chooses to hide his emotions.

Something they find adorable about your muse: How he chirps when he’s partially asleep while nuzzling up to Apophis, among a list of a hundred thousand million more things.

Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?: Without a single thought to it.

Would my muse go on a date with yours?: As many dates as they felt like.

One word my muse would use to describe yours: Bewitching.

Would my muse slap yours if they could?: Before the final battle? Probably. Not now.

Would my muse hug/kiss yours?: He would, and he does! Every single chance that he gets.

[hourofdarkness]

🧥+🐱

Soft Affection. (not accepting)

          What a strange yet amusing thing to behold. Apophis and Thoth, though gods that need not such things as sleep, would partake in it just to be at each other’s sides. However, this was the first time he’d roll over to face him and see him in Apophis’s shirt. He was smaller than the snake, but the black fabric would cling to anyone. He did like his clothes embracing; it was warm that way. A wickedly teasing smile curved his lips and he grabbed at the black against his skin, giving it a tug and a snap.

“Picking up some strange mortal habits now. Should I start wearing your robes? Is that the hip new couple thing to do?” Teasing aside, he could surprisingly slide his arms beneath the tight cloth, curling them around the other and forcing him close to nuzzle his face into his neck.

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“I’m going to regret this.”

BUZZFEED UNSOLVED PROMPTS.

          “Isn’t this part of your studying-humans thing? They do it all the time! Come on, I got you.” Somehow, he talked Thoth into straddling his waist, being given a piggyback ride. They both have supersoakers in their hands…

“Say, uh… what if I told you mine was filled with something that’s not water…”