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[rxckin-phxrxoh]

@micsmasmuses Cont. from X~

That voice- he recognized that voice all too well. Turning to him his steely eyes grow wide. His usual calm composure breaking as he sees the person he’s been dying to duel again. He’s about to speak before he’s suddenly pulled down into a kiss. A solid one at that. He’s unsure how to react as Atem pulls away and he’s stuck staring at him as his cheeks start to flush.

“You…” he stares at him a while before his hands come to his face. Cupping his cheeks as he looks him in the eyes. Bringing him back into a kiss. Eyes fluttering shut as the kiss deepens between them. A challenge to kiss him better than he did as his fingers card up into the former pharaohs hair.

Ahh, that shocked expression was absolutely what he'd been hoping for. A low chuckle left the former pharaoh at the flush upon that usually stoic face, feeling quite pleased with himself. It seemed the element of surprise had been worth the wait.

Yet when those deep blue eyes looked into his own, those large hands cupping his face with a surprisingly gentle touch, well...Atem all but melted. He willingly leaned back into the kiss, a low hum leaving his chest as slender arms moved up to drape over those broad shoulders, pulling Kaiba closer.

How long had he waited for this? To finally be able to be with the man who had, admittedly, captured his full attention from the first day they'd met. Not being one to back down from a challenge, he happily kissed Kaiba back without a second thought, pulling slowly away after a long moment.

Soft eyes stared up into those beautiful blue hues above him, though he kept his arms around Seto's shoulders before he finally spoke again.

"...I have waited far too long for this moment, Seto Kaiba. Every second worth begging the Gods to allow me to return to this life....To you.... Now I see it was all worth the fight." He said, a soft smile appearing upon his lips as he spoke. Genuine, real.

In all honesty he'd spend ever single moment of his time in the afterlife begging, pleading, pestering the Gods to allow him to return until they'd finally grown sick of him and ended up dropping him back to earth. Now, here he was, real, whole, and alive, and back in the arms of a man he thought he'd never get to see again.

"I only regret not being able to do this sooner. I have missed you terribly, Seto Kaiba."

[shadowtoons]

Over here making fan kids owo

Doodles one of them, with @micsmasmuses

Other fankids I need to do, will post more!

[thetachonisboy]

“ Tell me where it hurts, so I know where to stop touching. ” — from Julian

A moment of hesitation kept Occtis from responding right away. The pain wasn’t something he could ignore nor something he could pretend did not bother him as much as it did. But Julien had seemed to notice, catching on in the quiet evening at the little, shabby tavern they had happened across.

It wasn’t like he’d been keeping the injury to himself for days upon days or anything of the sort. Only a few hours passed since the fight and the group’s resources had been sapped, and Occtis hadn’t wanted to worry anyone (or, very specifically Thaisha– she already worried about him so much, he couldn’t bear to make her worried more). He thought it’d be fine! Just a few hours of handling some pain and then in the morning, he’d ask for a quick heal. Except Occtis hadn’t taken a look at the wound, and with the not quite literal adrenaline finally returning to normal, he guessed he had mistaken the severity of it. 

He wouldn’t let his eyes meet Julien’s. “It– it’s just my shoulder.” 

[caffeinatedcop]

Shadow is currently asleep on the couch. Silver was on him but it seems he made his way down. Crawling off towards the android before plopping down in front of him. Looking up with those big eyes before reaching up. He might think he’s Elijah with how he’s staring up at him.

But he overall looks really happy to see him. Despite Gavin being more of a stranger.

He usually stayed as far away from Shadow as he could, not wanting to risk a fight or something, but he found himself keeping a distant eye on the baby...not that he could rush in and help in anyway should something happen.

He was hanging out at the kitchen table, something he did often as a human when he came to visit his brother. Thirium in his coffee tumblr, so he didn't have to think too much about drinking what was essentially android blood.

"Hm?" He caught movement from the corner of his eye, looking down at the tiny hedgehog. This...was the closest he had actually been to the baby, and he had to look around to see where Shadow was...last thing he wanted was to get bitten or something. "Well, you look happy to see me at least" He chuckled, unable to stop the corners of his lips from quirking up in a slight smile. "Or, you think I'm Elijah..." Him and his brother did have similar features so that made more sense to him. As much as he didn't want to get yelled at or bitten...he seen the baby reaching towards him, and let out a sigh. "If I get bitten it's your fault" He mumbled, before he leaned down to gently pick Silver up, holding him close to his chest.

[bravcguardian]

Continuation from here. / @micsmasmuses

     AFTER THE FIASCO BACK AT NOD-KRAI, Aether's emotions were all over the place: anger, sorrow, guilt, longing... It had been too perfect to be the truth and deep down he had known all along but he wanted to embrace that pretended ignorance, the memories as beautiful as they were haunting. His first instinct had been to fix-up all mistakes he committed in his desperation.

     The second? Flee to Mondstadt. It was the familiarity, the sense of belonging somewhere in all of Teyvat, a temporal sense of normalcy as he was embraced by the wind. Provided that it was late at night, he left a note for Paimon in their shared room before using the teleportation device to travel far, far away from the bittersweet land of nobody one that had added an emotional scar that he wouldn't be able to fix any time soon. His body felt heavy, and he dragged his feet in his walk rather than his usual silent steps.

     Finding Kaeya and seeking for comfort had been something he needed desperately, but he wasn't certain if it'd be given to him. Aether was relieved that Kaeya had been indulgent enough to provide a caring touch that made him bury his face against the crook of his neck as hands found themselves holding tightly onto the Captain as if he were his lifeline.

Right now, he might as well be.

     ❝ No ❞, he admits in a whisper, eyes closed in defeat. ❝ But I have to be alright ❞, after all, the Traveler had gained a reputation throughout every nation as someone who had to help when possible, in spite of how impossible a situation could initially be. He was a key piece to turn the tide.

[mythunderlegion]

@micsmasmuses continued from here

This place, this life that they built, even his disguise when they step out into the sunlight, have become a comfort to him. He finds pleasure in the simplest of things here, with this man he loves so dearly. Things such as dirt under his nails from working the soil, and a new word added to his growing Zemnian vocabulary.

Always, however, the knowledge that this is a life borrowed is in the back of his mind, and each goodbye pulls it momentarily to the front, taunting Essek.

His blue-violet eyes struggle to hold his lover's gaze, but he forces himself to look into Caleb's eyes as well, a sigh leaving his lips as he leans into the touch, already dreading the loss of it.

"Das bereitet mir keine Sorgen, Liebling." His hand lifts to cover Caleb's own, delicate as the flutter of a butterfly's wings. "You know I might need to leave without notice should -" Should they find him. Be that elusive they in the Dynasty or the Empire, or falling anywhere in between. He's collected many enemies over the years.

[thebladesmithmuses]

@micsmasmuses

Garry stood there at the entrance to The Breaker Box. He had hoped by this time of the night that it was closed for the evening. If it wasn't, he waited outside until all the patrons had left for the evening.

His mind was racing. He was tired. Exhausted actually. But he refused to go back to sleep. Garry had told no one what had happened to him. Why he took so long to put the dateviators back on. Why he was so distant. He was losing his mind.

Once he was sure no one had been inside but the two he was here to see. Garry moved quickly. His pace only quickened when he saw them. Eddie and Volt. The young man almost broke down right there. His arms wrapping around who ever happened to be the closest at the moment. His face buried in their shoulder.

"I can't take it anymore." He said, crumbling before he even started. "That damn gallery. That damn Fabricated World."

Garry's fingers clung desperately to the fabric in his hands.

"I almost died. I almost died and neither of you would have known."

[solaries]

@micsmasmuses — “   No. I swear on my life. I am being a gentleman ” — from Eddie to Volt

🌤 — ❝ Are you , now ? ❞ It slips past his lips in all but a purr, the words holding doubt in the truth of Eddie’s claim— but the tone betrays it as a tease. 

Volt’s hands snake their way into Eddie’s space, ghosting along his thighs as they lift, finding a momentary home on his hips. A squeeze, and that ever-so alluring smile given directly to his other half. The very same he uses on customer’s to make them feel desired, special, welcomed into their club a way they’ve never felt before. But for Eddie— it holds more. A clear tinge more authenticity, a  window into the side of Volt reserved just for him.

🌤 — ❝ I’m not quite sure that’s how most would describe you , darling . ❞ A light chuckle follows Volt’s words, and he allows himself now to pull back from Eddie’s space, slipping around him in order to find home of his own, leaned against the bar. Elbow rested atop the counter, chin held up by the back of his hand— somehow, still, a picture of elegance, even when relaxing.

🌤 — ❝ What have you been saying to our customers , hm ? ❞