#shadowgodling

[ancientgoldboundspirit-a]

@shadowgodling asked: “The sun isn’t rising anytime soon, you know.”

"Good. It can take it's sweet, sweet time, as far as I'm concerned. Maybe it could vanish over the horizon, take a dip in the ocean, and fizzle out."

"Nothing on your abilities, I'm sure it's my lack thereof-- but I swear, I can feel you so much more clearly when the moon and stars are the only light in the sky."

[ancientgoldboundspirit]

@thief-of-shadows asked: "Flaw is that you're not kissing me right now. I just went and got permission~"

Point out a flaw of my muse and see their reaction!

"Is that it? Easy fix~" He went for it. Almost, so close, he could feel breath upon his own lips-- Until he remembered, wait, stupid, you're supposed to be trying to keep this shit together this time around--

He diverted last second, planting a peck on Thief's cheek, before stepping away, sheepishly, jutting a thumb over his shoulder.

"I-- uh. I gotta check on my end--" He.... was a little more than nervous. Godling was pretty monogamous with Spirit-- what if he took offense?

[necrostar]

@shadowgodling from x.

A what? Did he just want something from him? Now he looked back at him, calculating. Which was the equivalent of approximately half a second of processing before responding with

"Yes," which was immediately followed up with, "that's incense. You light it and it burns. It's scented. Frankincense. It took four days to make that!" 

And he was damn proud, too!

[cagedingold]

@shadowgodling​

"Yes. Well, part of you." Cageys response surprised him and he looked at him quizzically. "He was being pathetic? He whines a lot about not being strong enough. You'd have said the same."

"What could he not be strong enough for?”

“Are the shadow beings he loves that much of a threat to him?”

[duelingdestiny]

@shadowgodling He couldn’t believe he had ran out of gods damned sugar. How was he supposed to make cookies without sugar. Off to the store he went. Since there were no actual supermarkets open at this hour of night, he had bought the local Lawsons out of all the sugar they had. He hefted his eco bag up on his shoulder and continued on his way home.  He of course took the back way. The main streets were too close to places he had been before in a different life. In a life where hanging out with friends was the norm. This life though, this life was different. This life, Atem avoided his friends. He needed them to be safe, but he hated it. He didn’t want to hide, but he honestly felt he had no choice.  He was lost in thought, wishing for a time that felt so long ago. A time when he had friends, a time before he had left...

[thiefakefia]

"If you're hungry you only have to ask, Thief."

“Why should I ask for anything? Shouldn’t it just be given to me? I’m not begging for scraps like a dog. You think so little of me now?” 

[necrofia]

Fia had left her phone unattended the first day, wanting to focus on her husband, her babies, and getting better.

When she checked it, she saw the message from @shadowgodling . Aw. That was sweet.

[TEXT: Thank you! They are very cute and they are doing great. I hope you can see them sometime.]

[thebakuraisland]

Godling the MatchMaker #1

@ancientgoldboundspirit @shadowgodling

The sky was velvet black, encrusted with the glittering jewels that were the stars shining above. The moon was full and clear, giving the world a harmless facsimile of light to lead the way. The night was perfect. Perfect for growing romance and bringing happiness to his friends.

Godling had thought over his choices very carefully. He’d met many people, but narrowing his list of friends down to single men who’d appreciate someone with the wild energy and lanky nonchalance of Gold was quite the task. Gold was wonderful, handsome, exciting and smart in his own quirky way. Godling was determined to find him someone perfect. Someone who’d give him the sweet happiness and security that he had with Kura.

He’d start with a Bakura, of course. Bakura’s were the best people and Gold deserved the best. Someone fun loving. Someone kind and understanding. Someone that enjoyed a little excitement and wouldn’t be too quick to judge. Someone who would understand Gold’s unique existence as a man who was never born, like Godling. Someone who could offer Gold new exciting experiences and offer him safety.

And now he had his friend ready, already lounging uneasily on the picnic blanket Godling had set out for them, waiting to meet this mysterious stranger the god had rabbited on about. Used to cooler temperatures, he’d forgone his usual coat and stripped to a singlet, along with his fine boots and trousers of course. His silver hair in a low ponytail and a beautiful gem in the bracelet on his wrist. And his enormous black dragon sitting contentedly at his side, glowing flame on his tail tip providing more heat 

And Godling was at Gold’s side in the space of a single soft breath.

“Gold. Are you ready to go?” He questioned, unable to keep the hopeful smile from his face. “I’ve prepared a picnic .. and brought a friend for you to meet.” He held out his hand, ready to take Gold back to that nighttime picnic on a hilltop where his possible true love awaited.