Itemswap AU Yami YuugiInd./Sel./Priv.Mun + Muse 18+Loved by Cherry
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Hm, so the other's reflexes are faster than he anticipated. He let his hand drop after it was swatted away, but the determination in his eyes burned brighter than ever. Just you wait, spirit of the puzzle. Just you wait.
"Stupid?" Evil, he expected to hear. "The only stupidity I see is your refusal to cave!" The ring spirit's calm demeanor began to crack into anger, venom seeping into every word. He was growing tired of this. Of him, standing his ground. Cradling his destiny close to his chest and away from the hands of those who need it most.
"Give me that puzzle, Bakura. I need that far more than you ever will."
Bakura moved his arm to swat away the grip harshly. attempting to keep Atem at a safe distance. "You'll have to fight me for it then because i know you well enough to know you'll do something stupid and evil with my item. I don't trust you- i will never surrender to you."
He glares at him maybe this talk was to soon a fight might break out and Bakura would be forced to fight just to protect what little peace this world has. "Stop trying to convince me to give up."
#thepuzzlespirit#❂ || The Destined Weapon of Judgment (Threads)#☽ || Red Ring of Vengeance (V: The Puppet of Shadows)
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The other was right to be suspicious. Bakura did well to keep him from getting close enough to make his move. But he will not be deterred.
"Are you?" He purred, lifting a hand to make a quick grab for his wrist. "I think you don't quite understand what you're messing with." That much was hissed. How could Bakura not see the vision? How could he not understand? He needed that for the future, he needed that for a new world.
He needed that for closure.
"Bakura." The name rolled off his lips, faux-friendly demeanor absent. "All that I need from you is that pendant. One way or another, it will fall into my hands. You would do yourself a grand service by surrendering it while I still feel merciful."
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Bakura gaze was hard staring down the spirit of the ring. "I am you're the one geting to close." He stepped back. "I don't care about you like that, i care about the harm you might do to others with your views."
His tone low and calm raising his hand out infront to push the other away if needed. He doesn't trust him at all to try grabbing at his own item. "If you need saving.. then i would probably offer to save you but right now no. I will not give you my puzzle willingly. Knowing it would only help your goal."
#thepuzzlespirit#❂ || The Destined Weapon of Judgment (Threads)#☽ || Red Ring of Vengeance (V: The Puppet of Shadows)
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@thepuzzlespirit asked:
"I'm not trying to convince you. I'm stating what i see.. pitch black darkness from your soul you speak of.." Bakura revealed himself this time. // throws swap au kura at--<3
Ah. So there was bite to that bark after all. Another who knew as intimately as he... and carried the object of his desire, dangling precariously around that thin, snappable neck. Oh, how easy it would be.
Restraint, Spirit of the Ring. restraint.
"How kind of you to show yourself." The greeting was dripping with both sarcasm and pleasure. "And here I thought you would always keep me within arm's length." The spirit walked closer, violet eyes locked onto his. Unmoving. Unflinching.
"I hardly thought you were the type to care about me, Bakura." That was the name he had chosen, so it would be the name he would abide by. The likely only pleasantry he would extend to the man in the way of his goals. "And you wish to rescue me? Step in and be the savior you believe I require?" He purred, further closing the distance between them. "You can start, my dear, by forfeiting the trinket around your neck. Don't force me to take it from you."
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(( it's come to my attention that my blog has that 'tags mutuals in old posts' bug. i am so sorry for the inevitable ))
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Anonymous asked:
"I think you're to far gone in darkness.. it's corrupted your point of view and the item you hold to you chest will not do any good for others. or for you.."
There's a long pause. A stare of confusion. Intrigue. He'd always had an inkling that there was something he wasn't telling him, but...
alas, it was all he knew.
A roar of laughter broke the silence, a mask of amusement once again settling on the face of his chosen host.
"And what, pray tell, do you know of darkness?" Couldn't help but ask. The anonymous, he's found, tend to get bold. "The ring that carries my soul has done nothing but bring fortune! You will understand one day. The brightness of the future blinds those that dare to underestimate it." Hm. Pot meet kettle. If only he knew of the future he was trying to bring.
"Are you content with your little rant, pretending to know me? Or is there more you wish to convince me of? Please, I'm intrigued."
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tell my muse what your muse thinks of mine on anon! Anything goes!
bonus points if you leave little hints
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𝑺𝑷𝑰𝑹𝑰𝑻 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑼𝒁𝒁𝑳𝑬.
Indie / Private / Selective. AU Yami Bakura from yu-gi-oh. This Blog is based on the ITEM SWAP AU where Bakura is the holder of the puzzle instead of the Ring.
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He could practically taste the fear from here. The anxiety. The terror. It had his young host in a chokehold, didn't it? Not knowing why the others gazed upon him in fear. The wonder of if his wish was truly worth it. Admittedly, he didn't understand why Yuugi was so apprehensive about it. He asked for friends, for someone to understand him. And that's what he's delivering! All Yuugi ever needed was tied up in one neat little package!
Right in that ring around his chest.
"Of course, aibou!" The voice reassured, pressing a prong slightly harder into Yuugi's chest. Not hard enough to injure, but enough to let the other know that it's sharp. Ha! Aibou. Just saying it was enough to make him want to giggle.
"What kind of friend would I be if I let harm come to you?" As if he's about to let his golden opportunity bite the dust before he's done with him. "Besides! Look how freely you've been able to eat. Move about. Fewer and fewer dare to mistreat you. Is this not freeing?" It wondered. It would certainly think so. After all, is that not what friends do?
"Tell me, Yuugi." The sudden change in topic, in the short amount of time they've come to know each other, meant one of two things. Neither of them often ending well. "The fear in your voice is palpable. Are you afraid of me?"
Admittedly, he was absolutely petrified. When he had been gifted this ring by his Grandfather, he had made a wish on it, a wish for friends, for company, for someone to understand him...
And then when he began wearing it, the voice began to speak to him. At first he thought he was going crazy, but the more the voice began to speak, and the more things started happening around him--his bullies dropping like flies and people beginning to look at him in a mixture of fear in awe as he walked down the hallway of his school...it grew ever more frightening.
And the voice...as it was now, didn't seem to regret a single thing he'd done in Yuugi's body. The thought that his body had been used to harm someone made him feel sick to the stomach. He was losing sleep, nightmares of memories that weren't his flooding into his subconscious as he tried to rest....
Their screams echoed in his ears...
He'd even begun pushing his Grandpa and his Mother away the best he could, terrified of what would happen should they dare to try to help him. He didn't want them to become one of the voice's victims.
"...You're...only trying to protect me....right?" He whispered, voice quiet and heavy with exhaustion. He knew that wasn't the truth. He knew that this voice from the ring--whatever it was--it was probably just plain evil.
But it was his responsibility now.
He tried to hold his head up high as he walked into the lunchroom. He saw people look his way and then immediately scoot closer to their friends, trying to be as far away from him as possible.
His heart sunk.
/This isn't what I wanted./
But it was probably what he had deserved for making such a foolish wish.
#kitxkatrp#❂ || The Destined Weapon of Judgment (Threads)#☽ || Red Ring of Vengeance (V: The Puppet of Shadows)
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@eternaleye asked:
15. a howling bonfire where shadows betray you
creepy location meme
She was brave to wander to this place. He'd been waiting for somebody else to come to these parts. To face judgment for a sin he had deemed damnnation-worthy. But yet, here is someone else. Someone unnatural. It was odd. It was new. It was... fascinating.
"Welcome, stranger." The greeting was calm, cold, casual. He sat at a log, legs crossed at the knees, staring ahead. Those cold violet eyes met hers, a grin ever present on his face. He was going to have fun tonight. "Come, have a seat by the fire." Hands, many hands, gently had Ruby by the shoulders, insisting that she sit. His shadow looked the same. So did the fire's. Hers, if she turned around. Nothing seemed out of place . . . yet.
"I was expecting someone else, but you will do just fine." The flame flickered with a non-existent wind. For a moment, just one, his shadow seemed to be large, posted against a tree with three, wide eyes. "Tell me, dear stranger," that grin widened maliciously, "do you like to play games?"
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@kuxi-n asked:
you're not very good at keeping promises, are you?
"I'M NOT SURE I CAN TRUST YOU" PROMPTS
"No?" Yami asked, tilting his head just so slightly to the side. "But Yuugi, do you not recall all that I've done for you? All the times I protected you?" Perhaps protected was a bit of a loose word, but he would like to disagree. "Come now. Have you had a problem since? I certainly have not seen one." And it was all thanks to him and his rather... extreme methods. But that's worth a pat on the back, yes?
"Unless, that is . . ." he leaned back, crossing his arms in self-satisfaction, " . . . there is another promise I don't recall?" As much as he hated to let the thought into his mind, that was entirely a possibility. Even he didn't have a perfect catalogue of everything he's done while in control. But, it hardly mattered. He had a task, and it was being served to completion. He made a promise, and he's holding his end of it. What's she complaining about?
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Anonymous asked:
Just want you to know I think your roleplay icons are so pretty!
OMG THANK YOU??? But I can't take credit for that, I didn't make the PSD I used!!
I'll learn how to do it myself someday...
But I can absolutely tell you where I found it!! I got it here!
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"Nothing quite wrong with wanting to speak freely, even if it comes at others' expense."
#he just wants to be an asshole dont mind him#✮ || King of Doors BITCH (Shitposts)#Ლ || Dashboard Adventures (Dash Commentary)
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He's not saying anything. He's going to eat his popcorn and enjoy the show.
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DON’T BE SHY, SEND MY MUSE SOME NOSEY ANONS!
ASK ABOUT PEOPLE IN THEIR LIVES, ABOUT THEIR LIKES AND DISLIKES, WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT CERTAIN THINGS, ANYTHING YOU WANT! HIT ME UP WITH QUESTIONS!
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10 Facts About My Characters
🌟 Drop one of my characters’ names in my inbox and I’ll tell you 10 facts about them 🌟
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Y̸̢͈͎̠̰̲͚̻̦̓̃̑̔̄͒ā̵̫̦̥́̐̾̈́A̶̩̞̘̥̐̐̀̏͛̚͜T̶̪̝͌̈͘Ë̶̳͕́̎M̴̡͈̗͕͖͚̋̀ m̷̧̡̖͚͔̣̔͆͐̀̉̈́͐i̶͇̝̞͂̎̀͜
(Look closely to find what is hidden in plain sight)
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* creepy location meme
send a number for our muses to interact at the following!
an uncomfortably quiet gas station
a bustling diner that never closes
an old tree with trunks like knives
a video store with a sign titled ‘ JOIN US ’
the back of a stolen car
a twisting forest that beckons you
an antique shop that smells of death and decay
the lot behind a somber hotel
a forgotten graveyard on the outskirts of town
an abandoned church where the choir continue their song
a grocery store where no one smiles
a bar where everyone hums the same song
end of the road
an undisclosed government facility
a howling bonfire where shadows betray you
a police station on edge during a blizzard
an uncanny farmhouse with a ‘ ROOM FOR RENT ’ sign
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