#thxxfking

[mahoushojoumonster]

" I SAY STAB! YOU SAY PHARAOH! STAB! PHARAOH! STAB! PHARAOH! "

“…”

Crickets.

You’re playing with the wrong crowd there, bud… we live in a ‘love our Pharaoh’ household here.

[crimsonandgoldthieves]

A small ghost of a smile flickering upon the thief king's face now. At those tender murmurs of love shyly uttered from Thief. So soft and sweet and warm. Akin to gentle spring rain. Saturating everything. Filling Khalid's keening heart with even more cozy heat.

Thief was always his most steadfast anchor. His benevolent sun. While Khalid merely the planets spinning around him. Caught forever within his immutable gravitational pull...

A plight Khalid had absolutely no interest in fighting against. Blissfully melting away in those steady arms that swept around him, that clung to him. Sharing a tender kiss that bore so unspoken promises of the future. Gently resting his head on Thief's shoulder as they finally pulled back.

And there was nary any doubt, as purple hues peeked through a curtain of windswept silver locks. That he would gladly die for the man before him.

He was no longer all alone. Finally...Finally....After so many grief-stricken years since Kul Elna crumbled into naught but blood and ashes, he was found...

He was irreparably and so wholly broken. He was long since well aware of that fact.

And yet here, just like this. In this moment, as Thief drew nearer again to steal another kiss, Khalid felt whole. Identical fractured pieces intertwining together so perfectly. Filling deep every jet black gap, every bleak abyss...

As warm digits delicately grasped Khalid's face.

❝ Me too.....I never wish to be apart from you. ❞

@thxxfking

Thief never wanted to leave Khalid side ever again. A silent promise he'd love him forever. His hand moved from his face to his back tugging him into a tight comforting hug. Both felt whole now not lost or forgotten. They shared a mutual understanding respect, support. He looked into those eyes he grown to love still thinking this is some dream.

That Bakura would wake up and Khalid wouldn't be back embracing him, saying this. nothing ever went well for Thief so to see him back was a joy. Beyound words could express. "I promise you, you have me forever Khalid...And i..don't want to lose you..not again..don't leave me alone again."

[eternaleye]

❛ Tell me what you want. ❜

what does she want? well, that is a loaded question indeed. she wants a lot of things. vengeance. retribution. suffering. oh, sweet, sweet suffering of all.

her three eyes swivel to regard the being before her.

"i want agony. i want everything to burn to the ground and rot in the afterlife that awaits them."

she has no mercy anymore.

[theunknownmasks]

@thxxfking

// So help me god...that THING in my inbox rn. You're so lucky I have to get ready for work that I can't answer. BUT WHEN I COME HOME TODAY. *Screams in mobile*

[divergentiisms]

under everything UNSAID

[ofmonstersandduelists]

@thxxfking​ liked for some angst

{💀}- She had no clue how bad her curse would get -- when it would stop -- what the end result would be. Were the Gods simply punishing her with a slow and cruel death, or was it something far worse?

Akila had lost count of the days that had passed since she escaped the palace and made it to the ruins of her home village, but something inside of her told her that it wouldn’t be long now; whatever the result of her curse would be, would come to light soon. 

The pain only grew in intensity as the days continued to pass, and her body changed in stranger ways. Her hair had started thinning and falling out just a few days ago, and before that, her skin had begun to show a blue tint that seemed to darken with each day. Today, however, tears had appeared in her skin.

Fingers bloody, she did her best to wrap bandages around her neck, hoping to hide the rips in her skin from her brother for as long as she could. As a final measure, when she could catch the familiar shuffling of her little brother’s feet, Akila covered herself with the cloak she had used to conceal herself during her escape.

Khalid had already witnessed so much tragedy; he didn’t need to watch her unholy transformation -- her deterioration into what could only be described as a monster -- on top of it all.

He had seen too much horror in his lifetime already.

“Khalid...” Her voice was weak when she spoke -- a tired, bordering lifeless whisper. She turned to face him, offering as best of a smile as she could muster. “Have you...eaten yet...? I hope you weren’t...waiting for me...”

[ancientgoldboundspirit-a]

@thxxfking​ asked:  JuUUUUST FUCKING KICKS DOWN THE HIS DOOR, SNATCHING THOSE CRACKY FEATURES WITHIN CALLOUSED DIGITS BEFORE KISSING THE OTHER ( SEE THIEF IT'S NOT THAT HARD DFGHJ FRIENDSHIP)

A stolen kiss?  Fine, but he’d better be ready for Bakura’s teeth initiating a vice-like grip on his lips.  Hope you were in the market for a few new piercings.

[destinscelle]

/ I love your portrayal so much ;w; Seeing this giant soft boi on the dash always makes me happy

Meme // Accepting!

That makes me so happy you have no idea I’m glad to bring the soft tol to life here.

@thxxfking

[thiefakefia]

“you should lay down.”

"YOU should lay down." Akefia's voice sounded distant to himself, slightly alarming, as he swayed. What was he supposed to do instead, take instructions? No. Not from anyone. Apparently not even from other versions of himself.

Especially not from other versions of himself.

His vision swam and he reached out to find something to steady himself on. He fell trying, and sprawled out on the floor, a coughing fit taking hold. Akefia realised, with a bitter note, that he was sort-of lying down now. It encouraged him to try and get back up but his body was uncooperative. In the end, his success amounted to rolling himself onto his back.

Struggling to catch his breath, he forced himself to stay still. His chest felt heavy and tight. Vision blacking out for a second as he struggled to get oxygen, he whined softly. Akefia didn't feel well, at all. He had no time for this.

[mahoushojoumonster]

BEEP BEEP GUESS WHO'S BACK? BACK AGAIN? THAT'S RIGHT IT'S ME YOUR BOI- THE WORST KURA OF ALL TIME!! YOUR LOCAL SPORK KING

All hail the spork king, leader of a world where knives can suck it!

// Welcome back dear! It’s wonderful to see you again!

[crimsonandgoldthieves]

And those razor sharp edges of Khalid's amused smirk bled away. In an instant, crashing down the thief king's features. Leaving behind a reverent, genuine, smile in its place. As Thief finally broke, speaking aloud these lettering, undeniable, desires that they knew well now. Akin to a siren's call. Impossible to resist. Impossible to even to even to comprehend. Drawn together in a dizzying rush to be so close. To touch. To be with one another, among good days and bad days. To kiss...

Khalid lightly rested his head on the other's head as Thief spoke. Leaving more maps of small kisses on silken locks. Carving worshipping strokes with seeking digits upon tanned skin.

❝ Good  boy. ❞

After another long minute, Khalid gently untangled himself from the thief. Grasping hold of Thief's rubied cheeks. Purple hues seeking to catch those same identical set. The gentle grin lighting Khalid's flickering now.

The first serious expression written upon Khalid's features since he started this game of teasing, enjoying drawing such adorable reactions from him. Warm thumbs rubbing delicate circles upon the other's crimson dusted skin.

❝ I promise I will never leave you....because....I love you..... ❞

And again, this ceaseless call demanding for the other. Singing bittersweet melodies within his aching heart. Never even attempting fighting this steadfast sensation, this emotion that had gotten so strong, so weighty without him realizing. Just when had Thief bore such an iron tight hold over his heart??

Closing that miniscule space, the paper's width distance between them now...

Between their aching souls. Akin to two lost and battered pieces of a puzzle. Eagerly awaiting the day, they might join as one once more. And, now finally....Finally reconnecting after so long. They could become one...

Leaning in nearer still to Thief. Bodies pressed together so impossibly close now, catching the thief's warm lips with his own. Meeting again, at long last, in a tender kiss...

@thxxfking

Any fears the other wasn't really here was just a brief moment between them melted away as he listened to him. The feeling was mutual they grown so close - it was actually funny how it started slight enemies because of the spork king and spork traitor chaotic drama to best friends to someone very important to thief. "I love you too.." He managed to whisper out.

Before hugging him as they shared the tender kiss full of sweetness and understanding. Bakura clung to his Thief King now together again not willing to let him slip away again. But the kiss must end for needed air, so he pulled back slowly only to return the kiss quickly stealing one. "I promise you too..i'll never leave you."

Thief's eyes lingered on his loves face a hand finally lifting to cup the tanned skin head tilting forward to lean closer. "I'm happy you're in my life Khalid."

[mutous]

@thxxfking​ liked this for a starter!

                      “...You’re injured and yet you won’t accept my help. Why?” Heba asks the other male, looking upon him as he holds some makeshift bandages smeared with honey on them. To help adhere the wound, was what he was told. Though, his current patient was quite stubborn when it came to accepting his assistance.

                      “I’d take you to one of the doctors in the city, but we’re clearly far from it... You can trust me.”

[theunknownmasks]

Cont. @thxxfking​ x

Atem smiled warmly at the man as he had smiled right back at Atem, his hand reaching in to brush away any bangs in his face. It was rather adorable to see the Thief King smiling like this at him after all the pain the man had went through because of his family. He only hoped to make amends.

“Look at you, a fine king indeed. May our continued alliance prosper together.” He spoke with pride as he stared at the man before him. It was odd sometimes how he’d found such a bond between the pair but, he was happy to have Bakura by his side. “Shall we drink to our success?”

[divergentiisms]

@thxxfking​

He knew he shouldn't have left the palace on his own. He knew that he shouldn't have taken off in a terrible attempt to escape, get a few minutes to himself, selfishly claim some time to /rest/.

Because now, he could see that Thief, Bakura, someone who he was pretty sure wanted to kill him, across the Nile.

And Atem was alone. Absolutely positively alone.

Under the cloak, he reached down to grab ahold of his sword hilt for comfort, hoping that the other didn't notice him. He had his hood up, so it was a possibility, but--

And then--after a moment--a sense of calm washed over him.

Where did it come from?

[ofmonstersandduelists]

@thxxfking​ is a broken man: “They made you cry, but that will end tonight.”

Heathers: the musical sentence starters || {always accepting!}

   She knew that the young man in front of her was someone she was supposed to protect -- that she was supposed to keep from walking down the dark path he was so clearly heading towards, but when Akila thought of the horrors he had witnessed, her blood boiled and all she found herself caring about was helping him get his revenge later.

   “No more than they made you cry,” she spoke softly, reaching up to wipe the blood and tears from her cheeks. Her time as a human was limited now, thanks to the Gods and their cursing of her, but that hardly mattered now. 

   “The time isn’t right yet, though... Ahkenaden has surely figured out by now who I truly am, and is expecting my return and fury.” Her hand moved to her little brother’s face, brushing his windswept hair from his face. “He won’t hesitate to harm you, either. Please, listen to me, will you? I... Will not be by your side like this for long, and once I have become a spirit, then the time will be right for revenge; his family will surely have reunited with him by then, and there will be...no sweeter revenge than taking them away from him, much like he has done to us.”

[ancientgoldboundspirit-a]

@thxxfking​​ asked:  ❝ I know the kindest thing is to leave you alone. ❞

“Probably your safest bet.  Unless you’re really that much of a glutton for punishment.  I’m impressed that your mouth isn’t completely swollen shut.”