#tempestuouswill

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tempestuouswill replied to your post: “Everyone’s going to that Masquerade Ball. I wanna go, but I’ve got no...”:

//gimmie a theme, I gotchu fam.

like what do u think would look good?

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@tempestuouswill from x

“I’m glad you asked because someone I care for deeply just passed away and I don’t know how to handle this kind of loss.”

[rhcpsody]

                      ❛ if  I  must,  I  would  Kaiba. ❜

[openthedoortodarkness]

“Kaiba.”

Yami stepped out of the shadows, into Seto’s office.  He had traveled a fairly long distance to get here, from his home.  “I’ve come for that rematch you crave so desperately.  But, as per my terms, it will be a shadow game.”  his eyes crinkled in pleasure at the thought of a shadow game.

“Prepare yourself,” he spat.  “This will be the last one.”

[heartof-thepharaoh-blog]

33 - Your muse must mercy-kill mine

THE MEME FOR PEOPLE WHO HATE HAPPINESS. 

It should have been obvious that eventually this would happen. That even the great mind of Seto Kaiba would be unable to stop such a disaster from occurring - yet Atem was still preying out to any God willing to listen to somehow revert the course of time, to somehow make it that Kaiba hadn’t been so stupid as to travel back to see him once again. Hadn’t once been enough? Hadn’t that almost resulted in a terrible mistake too? Tear’s continued to fall as his hands became covered in more of his rivals blood, Atem pressing down on the wound that was there upon his chest, glaring towards the ceo who even now managed to give a smirk towards him. Didn’t he realise he was dying? Stupid thing to think within the afterlife… what happened if one died within the afterlife anyway? No! No he couldn’t think like that. There still had to be some way to fix this!But - his magic wasn’t doing anything and as more time passed and nothing changed, he could see that Kaiba was suffering through more and more pain. Behind them laid the ruins of the transportation device that the ceo had used to come here. Some type of error had caused the thing to crash this time upon entrance and Atem could tell just by gazing down at his rival that meant Kaiba couldn’t survive here - even if it hadn’t been for the pieces of metal sticking out from his skin. Never had he cried so heavily since he’d came here. Kaiba always believed that he was above death - that somehow he could even escape the clutches of Anubis… yet… nothing was working… nothing…Closing his eyes, Atem took a deep breath as he thought over his options. Either - he sat here and held his rival as he died a slow and painful death - or he ended it for him. He shivered at the thought, opening his eyes and gazing down into Seto’s own - that vibrant blue seeming to be dull - lifeless - though his rival still managed a weak smile - as though able to read his mind.“I-Im sorry” he whispered, leaning over and softly kissing those bloodied lips, feeling more tears drip off his cheeks and onto Kaiba’s, his entire body shaking as he slowly pulled back, laying Kaiba down upon the sand as he knelt beside him, dagger in his hand as he tried to force himself to focus upon the matter at hand. Why? Why did Kaiba always have to shove him into difficult situations such as these? With a deep breath and shutting down his emotions as much as he could - he raised the dagger above his rivials heart, eyes widening as he watched Kaiba close his eyes in acceptance - a scream of pain breaking from the Pharaoh’s throat as he quickly pushed the dagger down and into the others beating heart - blood covering Atem’s face as he broke down into more tears before the now lifeless body. 

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ozone & æther

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The laughter sounded again, just as cold as it was in its first instance. A tapping sound could be heard, like nails on metal. The rhythm was slow, steady ostinato. It could be compared to that of a beating heart if it were not so mechanical. The metal was cold, the tapping was disturbing, and the laughter on top of that really only added to the dread the holder of the voice hoped was already hanging in the air.

“My, my, will you look at this? The magnificent Seto Kaiba bound and blinded, but still responding with a spark unmet by anyone else.” That laugh echoed around him again. “You can feel the generator, can’t you? Then you should know better than to believe I’m here to play your silly games. No, I shouldn’t say that. I am here to play, after all. Do you recognize me yet, dear Kaiba?” The tapping stopped and was replaced by the steady, deliberate sounds of footfalls and shuffling clothing as the creature behind the voice started to pace around Kaiba where he sat. There was another sound that was a little more difficult to discern. He would learn what it was soon enough.

That little smirk on the cocky bossman’s face made the little hairs on the arms of the monster in the room stand up. Though perhaps it was the electricity in the air. “Even in a position like this, you wear that stupid little smile. It’s almost shocking.” He laughed. That unrecognizable sound changed slightly. Something was being dragged, and it seemed long, but light. Perhaps a rope? But that wouldn’t make sense, would it? He was already down? Perhaps a cord? A wire? Oh..

“You never answered my question, pretty boy. How do you feel about electricity?” The light sound shifted quickly and a powerful voltage was sent through the very chair he sat in. Luckily, it was wooden and it was dry, so whatever buzz he may have felt was only a tease, a hint as to what the demon in the room was planning to do.

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@tempestuouswill

[text; ✨🐲💙Blue Eyes💙🐲✨]: Kaiba [text; ✨🐲💙Blue Eyes💙🐲✨]: It’s just a meme [text; ✨🐲💙Blue Eyes💙🐲✨]: A joke. [text; ✨🐲💙Blue Eyes💙🐲✨]: Don’t take it so seriously, ya nerd.

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tempestuouswill replied to your post: fightlikeabitch replied to your post: ...

DIFFERENT KAIBA.

He’s unshook now.