#pabakura

[ittsybitsy]

"Yes that's all well and good, but could you make it 5x less distracting?" (Draw Ryou with dimples, you cowards!!!!) ((Gift fart for @pabakura, he's a p cool dude. Sorry for the delay I kept getting frustrated ;;))

[rings-hxstxspirit]

@pabakura

"What the hell do you want from me now?"

Yes, it was unusual for Ryou to be grumpy or hostile, but it couldn't be helped since it was 6 am when a doorbell rang. As if to make it all worse, it was Bakura of all people standing before his apartment's door.

"Did you forget something of yours in the apartment? Or did you just want to disturb me day before an exam?"

He could have been nicer, and his tone definitely was this time, but he was still a little bothered. Why was Bakura here now that he had a body of his own?

It would be a lie to say Ryou wasn't glad Bakura even remembered him anymore, now that he wasn't necessary anymore, but sleepiness and the stress about the upcoming tests took the best of him.

[smollion-yugi]

“I could shrink you and lock you in a jar.... let you think about all the troubles you caused me.... I can spit on you and make you rot....” He smirked darkly and growled.

“All the trouble I caused you?”

[mid-k-night]

#TooEarlyForThiefshippingFeels

[ancientgoldboundspirit-a]

@pabakura Sensitivity Curse (x)

"You won't die, self. Standard sensitivity curse.... it's just gonna feel weird for a while. Want a hug? Pretty sure... your lap is sensitive as fuck, right?"

Sensitivity Cure?  Who the hell put that on him?

There was going to be hell to pay after this was done.

“Everything is sensitive as fuck.  I don’t fucking think a damn hug is going to make this shit any better.”

[nekoyuugi-blog]

@pabakura started following you

... he was trapped outside in the rain. In another circumstance rain was great, he liked the way it sounded, and the way it made things smell... he just didn’t wanna be outside in getting wet. So Yuugi was busy loathing his existence at the moment. He had been in the park- and was trapped under a gazebo, waiting for the rain to stop. How lonely.

[worldsbestfather-blog1]

I'm not a child, sir. Far from it... I'll take matters into my own hands.... or blood, whatever comes first. But I do imagine others want their piece... *clicks out a switchblade and presses it to his throat* Take care, I'll be in the shadows, waiting for the show to begin.

Where are this child’s parents. Who gave him a knife. He is going to hurt himself with it. I should probably call the cops and have him escorted home.

[demonicdame]

The leather crop tapped against the side of her boot, in front of her were several monitors these monitors were connected to small cameras within the cells of each and every prisoner they didn’t do anything without her watch.

“Are you sure you want that one?, he seems a bit.. wild”. Her captain spoke watching the demonic pace heels clicking against the marble floor. “Don’t question my decisions you just do as I say, but yes that one, my last one was.. to obedient and it got boring she didn’t even scream anymore when I fucked her”.

The  Sin made a pout face, hooking the crop to her belt just beside her whip the female sat back crossing her legs. “Besides it;s been a while since I had a man around and come on pale skin and hair?, how rare is that?, I;d be making a million if I was to sell him or..”. The Sin smirked. “To show him off at the pet show”.

Down in the cells the whining and crying continued, one of the other prisoners watched the male, it;s eyes pushing away from it’s face becoming almost snail like as it studied him from across the hall.