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pharaohed replied to your post “It appears the Mirrors are in need of… attention.”
"I... swear to god Mirror...."
“You don’t look so good. Maybe I can help? A massage? A scratch behind the ears?”
whisper: I have loved you forever and I will continue to love you until i fade
Whisper in my Muse’s Ear // Acc. // @pharaohed ♡
The whisper resonates in the silence, the sound filling the darkness of the pharaoh’s chambers. It is just the two of them, naked and tangled up in each other, a cool night wind blowing in from the balcony. Atem’s fingers are trailing patterns over his stomach, running over the strong layer of muscle beneath Heba’s soft skin.
Heba’s own fingers trace over the long-faded scar from Atem’s brush with death - the knife wound he’d taken so long ago for Heba as though it was nothing, as though it was alright for him to die in Heba’s place. At the time it had made Heba realize at last that he was in love with the pharaoh, not simply devoted to his king. It had been this incident which made him realize that losing Atem would devastate him. In those long minutes before the healers had gotten there, when he had to face the idea that he might lose him, Heba had realized that he did not want to live in world without Atem.
It’s been millennia since then. He has died and been reborn again for his lover, and he would do it a million times over if it meant that eventually he would see him again. This is the man he died for, the man he lived for, and the man he will always find no matter what obstacles lie between them. His love for the pharaoh is so strong he almost chokes on it in this moment before swallowing it down and reaching out to twine his fingers with Atem’s. As they lay there together in the moonlight, the words come naturally to his lips, a soft murmur before he presses a kiss to the pharaoh’s bare shoulder.
“I am yours, my love. Now and forever, till this world falls apart. I will always love you, I will always find you. Not even death could keep us apart.”
"... I will kick my own ass if I have to."
It was a faint echo more than anything...Yuugi wasn’t even sure if he’d really heard it at all. But the feeling was there. Deep and reassuring. Atem would never be cruel to him. Ever. Yuugi knew this.
He just wished he was there.
the palace was breathtaking, ankhesenamun’s eyes that were outlined in kohl lines, curling around her cheeks in intricate designs, gazed over the carvings, the expanse of the high walls. little more than two weeks away from her home village, and still she felt like she may never be able to accept this place, however beautiful, as a replacement. her duty however was clear, as a disciple chosen by the goddess bastet. the ceremony to formally bring her into the palace’s guild taking place in the morning, ankhesenamun found that she couldn’t sleep, instead wandering the halls lit by the pale moonlight. bare feet tap against the cold floor, the disciple trying to keep on her toes so the chill didn’t spread along tan skin, sparsely decorated with golden clasps and a light tunic. measured movements naturally flow into an effortless movement, her dance upon the tiles, gliding and twirling like they had done many times before in temple, ankhesenamun finds her home in a dance like always.
it seems the pharaoh however, knows his home so well he can move around like a shadow, as the disciple comes face to face with him when a twirl around the corridor’s corner nearly knocks him over. what an impression to make beyond their brief introduction at her arrival. eyes widen, and she stills in her step, inching back from atem. questioning nature driven by her duty, and her eyes glance around before settling on the other. ❝ should you be wandering about without the guards? ❞ a disciple of a warrior goddess and entertainer she was. an actual warrior beyond little training in the temple? not so much.
@pharaohed. chaz and atoli found dead in miami bc of this au.
"I'm sorry it took so long."
Send “I’m sorry it took so long” to meet my muse in the afterlife
“You’ve always walked your own path and taken your own time to do things, I’m not surprised it has taken so long for you to make tour way home.” He laughed at the others smile “Now...I hope that you have enjoyed your adventures.”Anubis held his hand out to him, “Shall we take you to your people?” He asked with a soft look, “You’ve many people who are waiting for you, many who have been praying for your safe return. Pharoah.”
xx. || @pharaohed
“Is that so?” This simple yet complicated answer was something that he was afraid to hear but Yugi definitely appreciated the honesty. Which only made the younger boy admire the Spirit so much more; doe eyes glimmered in pure adoration. “I know I should have the courage to do this.. But I just don’t think that I’m ready to do it.”
Oh shoot, he just outed himself. “I-I mean.. MY FRIEND will think about it!!”
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👥 What is your favorite experience together as mun and muse?
“While trying to find as much information on me, we found out apparently I’m 35 with kids and a wife! They still haven’t recovered.”
