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bariankura · 1 year
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The thief peeked into the window while sitting on the roof of the car. “You can drive a car?”
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get-dusted · 2 years
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@tenaciousthief
[Text to Papa Kura]: Need you to mercy kill me.
[Text to Papa Kura]: I think I'm going crazy. I think I hurt someone bad, Papa. Please.
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chaosmarik · 1 year
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He chuckled a bit at that comment. “Unfortunately candy won’t satisfy my needs. It’s not food I crave. I’d rather send those children as a treat to the darkness than steal their candy.”
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shadowgodling · 2 years
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The once soft expression turned into a glare. A snarl at the god yes of course Godling would say something like this to oblnly make thief feel worse. "Pathetic?" Yes he had chosen wrong, done wrong things in the past but this is why he hated the god. ALWAYS without fail looed down on the thief. "Yes well he a reason i kept staying around in hopes id see him again." Falling silent trying keep his anger down until well all those memories and feelings of hatred towards Godling came back. "You always do this. Bully me when for years ive tried to keep it together and move forward! Tenacious was a light in my life! He stopped me from truly leaving..But maybe, Maybe i should have! I don't want protection i don't want to be viewed as WEAK! is that what you think i am? just nothing! Would it be better if i just gave up." His voice has only raised slightly but broken. "
"You are weak." Godling snapped, metaphorical feathers ruffled from being yelled at when he thought he'd reacted positively.
"This whole discussion has been about you not reaching your potential because you're too busy indulging in your feelings when you could just go out in the world and be strong. I'm happy for you to be close with Rose. He's a good man and he can help you. Don't yell at me."
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What's Your Aura Color
Joey
Yellow
daisies, road signs, bumblebees, lemon merengue, bicycles, polaroids, awnings. your essence is yellow: you are precise yet shy, putting band-aids on your cuts alone. you demand much of yourself; your self-expression feels tempered by a mold you're intended to fill. you seek an anchor to hold and keep your doubt at bay. you are the dutiful. you are the one who rises after you fall. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of cream, gold, honey, and chartreuse, who share your loyalty and compassion. you are also drawn to the sturdy red and brown, who will help you grow and learn to not question your own judgment. however, you may struggle to get along with the overly-involved personalities of pink and green who are unconscious of their own feelings.
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Tagging: @wxrld-xf-cxts @tenaciousthief @little-yugi-muto-rp @dangercardgames @silver-blooded-synthetics @detective-with-one-arm + anyone who hasn't been tagged!
(I know you last two are in a different fandom but I miss you 💞)
If yall have been tagged I am sorry, only do it if you want! 😅
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dungeondicedevl · 2 years
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What body part are you?
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Skin Here is the largest organ, seemingly unimportant and forgotten in favour of larger meatier cuts of flesh, but it is living and breathing but wholly on the outside. You feel everything so much all the time. You wear everything on the outside, nothing about you is restrained or held back, authentic and truthful, even to a fault, even revealing all the ugly parts you can’t cover. The blows and injuries you take cannot be hidden, so be cautious. Always remember scars do not heal, they can only fade.
Tagged by: @kaibacorpbros​
Tagging: @blockhead-bandit​  @primadonna-diva​ @lil-kissy​  @bad-decision-central​  @tenaciousthief​​ 
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lightyourpyre · 1 year
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@tenaciousthief​ continued from x 
Katsuya snorts and crosses his arms, that didn't surprise him. “I did, yes.” and he had, as soon as he was able to. “Good to see you’re awake, though. Was getting worried boutcha.”  
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Which body part are you?
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Heart
A heart in a cynical sense feels nothing, it simply carries through all the blood, all the oxygen, all the components the other parts that do feel need. An ugly organ, misshapen and strange when held in the palm of your hand. Yet, it is the centre of your being. It is the core. Even when you try to act unaffected, it is your heart that gives you away, skipping a beat, fluttering in excitement, halting dead in terror. You have so much of it to give, you just haven’t learned to discern who is and isn’t worthy of it yet. Hold onto it. Do not whittle it down, carve names into the flesh that you cannot erase. Remain patient, remain astute, and remain loving.
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Tagging: @wxrld-xf-cxts​, @tenaciousthief​ and anyone else who wants to do this~!
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destinscelle · 2 years
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Rafael listened while he was drinking his tea and eating another cookie. “Ah, I see. You like fictional stories?” Rafael asked with interest. He listened to him explain the ending, giving a soft frown.
“That’s sad.. They couldn’t live their lives normally so they just decided to die together.” Well, hopefully they ended up together in the afterlife. No more suffering for either of them unless the author wanted them to.
Rafael took another sip of tea as he listened to Bakura read the passage he wanted to share with him. It sounded like the other had wanted to share it for a reason, besides it being a favorite part. He was curious even, gazing at the other wanting to know what he was thinking, himself.
“That sounds interesting. Was there a reason this was your favorite part?” He couldn’t help but ask.
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bariankura · 2 years
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He could sense the other was not himself. He was being controlled by this darkness, this malice, this chaos. “You fool! This power is too much. It will consume you.” he warned. 
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get-dusted · 2 years
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@tenaciousthief​
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The spirit’s name falls like a prayer from his lips. His strength leaving him, body giving out, vision already blurred around the edges, the trauma he’d sustained far too much to let him do much more than weakly offer up the name in hopes that the other would hear it. He’s not a pretty sight, if the other had thought he was in poor shape on the roof, he’s definitely crossed the wrong person now, and he’s not even trying to get his Papa to go after the one who did this. Soft apologies leaving him, slurred together as he clings onto consciousness. His hands ruined, all six of them missing their digits. His kneecaps blown out, each of his six shoulders sporting a marksman’s wound, and his hips the same. Whoever had done this must have had their reason, and the lack of defensive wounds, that spoke to just how much his Antonio must have believed he deserved this punishment. His own pistol laying unfired near his feet.
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phraohs · 2 years
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“You’re annoying and always WILL be. Bakura..So yes i’m not happy to see you return..”
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mahoushojoumonster · 2 years
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@tenaciousthief ♥️ for Mahad!
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“So… what is it you do with this life?” He hasn’t had much of a chance to see Bakura since… everything. He is curious.
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chaosmarik · 2 years
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“Maybe I could permit a kiss.”
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“If I can use the tongue.”
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blockhead-bandit · 2 years
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(Continued from here)  
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When Keith had to use his underground contacts to find Bakura’s location, he knew it was a bad idea. 
When he had to sneak past the gargoyles in the surrounding area, boombox in one hand and gun in the other, he was pretty sure he was dead. Luckily, after being able to get past Pegasus’ security to get into Duelist Kingdom and avoid police in Japan for four years, sneaking around Bakura’s sentries turned out to not be that hard. 
When he actually succeeded in getting the stone out of the Giest’s hands, and was rewarded with a kiss of all things, Keith really didn’t know what to think anymore. Once the kiss was broke, a red faced Keith with glasses half off his face greeted the Spirit. “...Uh, no problem, man. You saved me from Ishtar’s mind control so this was just uh... paying back my debt. Yeah.” 
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dungeondicedevl · 2 years
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@tenaciousthief​ :
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"Such a pretty thing like you wandering into my midst. How interesting of a deal, you have there. I'll bite, roll the die and we shall see who wins this. If you win you get the crystal. If I win you will lose your soul to the shadows." His voice sounded far too demonic to even be the spirit of the Ring anymore. He sounds so cold, so distant and not even the amount of mocking or gusto the other would seem to have when placing bets.
If he wins Duke better destroy this foul device before it ends up in the hands of another person who could lose their mind our soul to it. The dark magic radiating off of it is enough to swallow any light that comes to close to it.
The compliment almost breaks his focus. As menacing as it is, he still enjoys praise. The only thing that keeps him in check is the way that it’s said.
Bakura’s voice is twisted somehow, in a way that’s hard to describe. The sound of it sends chills down Ryuuji’s spine, makes his skin crawl. Somehow, despite having seen wild and horrifying things, this slim, white-haired man is the most terrifying presence he’s encountered.
Hoo, boy.
“We have a wager, then.”
He tosses the die in the air, catches it. 
He’s done test rolls with this one before. The results have been mixed: 4, 16, 10. His last roll before this... was a 1. But that doesn’t mean he won’t get something good this time... probably.
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“Let’s saaaay... fifteen or over. That’s a flat thirty percent chance for me, a seventy percent chance for you. Fits the stakes, I think.”
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