Self indulgent pack: Still in Love - Umamusume
You dig in the garden, and you find...
...! You find 21 treasures!

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Self indulgent pack: Still in Love - Umamusume
You dig in the garden, and you find...
...! You find 21 treasures!
You are so beautiful, he'd say. A claw tracing down the face, all the way to the chin. Cutting through the skin like knife to hot butter, painting you red.
Red from a blush, red from his skin - red, the colour that's buried within.
Late at night, he'd hold you, arms and legs wrapped around tight. He's learnt from the last time, taken precautions. A loose embrace means his mouse will flee for the first crack they find. He holds you tight enough to be a cage - remind you of your place
Warm hushed whispers and a poisonous tongue, he pulls you into a dance that breaks your ankles, binds your wrists. A kiss as sweet as cherries, but erodes your soul every time.
To be in a devil's favour is one foot already in a grave. Love like a sin is not designed to last. Like a squeeze of affection that only breaks your ribs and turns you blue.
You are so beautiful, and all one could ever want. Until your eyes close, never to open, and the shadow moves to darken another's door.
Yuri with black/yandere themes for @yuurii-owo !
Hazeem settles down behind Touma, briefly lifting the smaller one up so he can get his legs crossed comfortably before setting Touma on his lap again. Done completely and utterly without care about what the other eremites might think about this blatant display of affection. Or possessiveness. Since Hazeem for sure was not going to share Touma with anyone.
The rest of what he'd been prepared to say effectively dies out when Touma found himself the subject of another Hazeem(TM) carry, too surprised to even move and risk falling from the momentum. Though the swordsman is by no means scrawny or fragile, he finds the fact that his mercenary companion was capable of lifting him up with ease both a little annoying and impressive at the same time.
Not that he's complaining though. Especially when this meant he could lean against him comfortably, close enough to feel the gentle rise and fall of Hazeem's breathing, to know he's alive and well.
He feels the weight of many eyes on them when Touma reaches up to gently cradle Hazeem's face. There wasn't any need to see for him to know that they were staring when he cranes his head up so that he can press a kiss to the corner of his companion's jaw.
Expanding a little bit on the art that I posted bc I never officially talked about it or anything. But I do have an alternate au where Violet, who's still Atem's queen, is instead corrupted by Yami Bakura and also, in turn, Yami Marik as well. Warning for mentions of obsessive and possessive tendencies, suggestive content, and eventual dark themes!
Bakura is the main one pulling the strings behind it all, starting off by trying to gain the upper hand with Atem by using Violet as leverage. At first, he was unaware of the true importance of her pertaining to the past, given that it didn't click right away.
Bakura had been suspicious of her from the beginning, but since she was only freshly released from her shared section of the puzzle prior, it took a minute for him to realize who she was in the past. What first became a battle for control with the puzzle, became a darkly rooted obsession from him. He not only needed Violet for his plans, but also just for greed alone.
He had to have her all to himself. The pride that would come from having the Pharaoh's one true love. It slowly delved into something much more intense, until she was all that he could think about. He would chase her to the ends of the fuckin' world if it meant that he could have her. And thus would form into a love that was intense and possessive.
No explanation given. I don’t know that I have one.