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dewanetjer·:
❛ So what were you doing then? ❜
Folds his arms and watches him carefully.
“Being neglectful, if i’m being honest.
I’d appreciate the opportunity to make that up to you.”
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dewanetjer·:
❛ I just thought you’d be busy doing something more important. ❜
Casually avoids the subject of forgiveness.
“I take that as a yes.
--Despite there being nothing more important.
I admit I’ve been foolish in my priorities.”
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dewanetjer·:
❛ —!! ❜
Even without turning around he knew the owner of the voice.
He rounded on him nonetheless.
❛ Of course you’re here now. ❜
“I am, but is that enough?
Have I missed too much for you to forgive me.”
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dewanetjer·:
❛ What’s the point of having a phone if you never fucking answer it? ❜
“Not much point.
If this is a call for an apology, have it.
I have no excuse for the neglect. I apologize.”
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a lil announcement
sorry i’ve not been on midterms got to me
and now i was just in a car accident
(i’m fine but my new car might not be which rlly fucking sucks that was my baby)
it might be awhile until i’m back on here fully
feel free to IM me or ask for my discord
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#[ooc] vipertalk#srry i didn't have time after class today to do bday stuff#i'll be extending the event over the weekend!
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I’ll only hurt you if you let me
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[ text to other me ] - Get yourself some ass tonight.
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tfw no big booty goth bf.............
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オレの誕生日だとぉぉ〜！！！ワハハハハ！
Like this for a birthday related starter ♡
#sorry i've been so busy with studying for midterms#kms#I'll hopefully get to these this weekend#[queue]
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he didn’t realize
he was husband material
#lmao#i gotta go cause i have a test early tomorrow#just had 2 comment lol#thanks 4 the ego stroke dweebs
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goldenxmajesty:
@buruaizu aka Viper and Lully in another wild Prideship AU
It was so long from last time he got such fantastic news. His lament was mostly about leaving behind his friends from Ancient Eygpt; so when reincarnated Mana contacted him he couldn’t be happier. Perhaps he would find Mahado and rest of his court soon as well?
His first reaction was to reach for his phone and search for number of his crush rival friend. Seto Kaiba became one of his closest friends, probably having only Yuugi on equal line. There was some wild spark between them; a bond that only tightened with every day. In the end, he dared to flirt with ‘cold-hearted’ CEO from time to time and didn’t feel… rejected.
He started to talk; not caring if they were talking or he is recording himself to other to listen later. He still didn’t get everything about technology. “Uhm, Kaiba? I kind of… reunited with a very old friend of mine. I will not say how old ‘cause you will not believe and call me freak - which I will probably enjoy - but! I hope you will have nothing against me being little late to our tonight dinner? Great, great.”
Call it intuition, an unsettling feeling stirring in his stomach as his phone vibrated in his pocket. Hesitant, he answered the call, pressing it to his ear. He was suddenly bombarded by the familiar voice, given no time to properly react or respond. Teeth clenched, disdain etched into his features as he glared at no one in particular.
“It’s not like you’re
giving me much choice.
Just don’t be too late or
I won’t guarantee that I’ll
hold my temper.”
With that, he hung up. He tossed the phone, moving to the balcony instead. Hands quickly found his cigarette case and he easily took down the entire pack as he waited. It was just him and his brooding thoughts, dark mood festering as he waited for Atem to show up.
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ali2ter·:
“Mm..”
Very lucky indeed. Perhaps if it weren’t for Amelda’s own sort of loneliness, he’d have already figured him out. Or perhaps not. He tried not to think about who the stranger was and more about the anonymity that granted. Of course, he’d stay careful–and far apart on the balcony ‘til the wind swept away the burning smell–but this was a rare opportunity. Despite everything.
“My boss made me.” Such a simple answer. Siegfried thought there could be networking opportunities, yet Amelda almost wondered if it was a little pettier than that. Jealousy that Seto invited Amelda and not him? And Siegfried knew full well how Amelda felt about Kaiba. Or was that getting too deep about his employer’s intentions? Ah, what did it matter, really?
Amelda fretted with the ruffles on his cuff, quieter now. “To be honest, I gave up on closure. We were never friendly to begin with, and… after a while, I’d be naive to think things could change.”
“–but you’d have to ask him. I’m not a particularly special person in his life, so I don’t know.” Maybe Seto just enjoyed messing with him.
“Ah, I see. Well,
personally I’m glad they did.”
He let out another chuckle, this time settling for a less smug of a grin. Seto slide over an inch or so, curious to see the reaction he’d gain. Feeling lucky only made him want to push at the boundaries even more. In this instance, he really didn’t feel he had much to lose and everything to gain. Amelda wouldn’t have ever given him the time of day under other circumstances.
“Well, I’m not much of
an optimist, but it sounds possible.
From what you said, it sounds like
the hesitation is on your end.”
There was a slight pull tugging at his chest. As much as he wanted to take his mask off and go through with it then and there, it wasn’t the time. Blindsiding Amelda would get him nowhere. He knew that for a fact. Fingers drummed along the railing anxiously.
“What are you afraid of?”
His eye contact met Amelda’s once more, but only for a moment once he realized he’d stared a bit too fiercely. Of course the question was a touch intrusive, but it felt like it fit the subject matter. Once again he reminded himself that he really had nothing to lose.
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ali2ter·:
Amelda rolled his eyes. Although oblivious to the man’s identity for now, he was pretty sure he knew what flirting looked like. More subversive than most, but any other reason Amelda might come up with for what was happening between them mostly sounded paranoid. Amelda chose not to indulge those notions. No one needed him at such high anxiety levels, least of all himself.
“It’s nothing to do with liking or not liking,” Amelda corrected, rubbing under the edge of his mask. If anything Amelda worried about what happened if he allowed the man any closer–of what kind of liking that would bring. He couldn’t help a sigh. This wasn’t a very fun topic, and yet…
“He’s fine. I’m just tired, and he’s from a part of my life that isn’t me anymore. I want to move on.” Truth be told, this stranger didn’t need to know any of that, but he couldn’t help himself. Therapist aside, he couldn’t talk to anyone else about it. Besides, he kept it vague, hadn’t he? He was careful.
Yet, he shrugged. “That’s hard to do when he won’t leave me alone.”
“Sounds like you have
a lot of baggage here.”
Seto was surprised, Amelda’s dismissal to what he thought would be distaste left him a bit confused. If he wanted to know more, he’d have to tread carefully. He was already lucky enough to make it this far without being discovered. It was only a matter of time before something gave him away.
“Why did you accept
the invitation? Were you
hoping for some kind of closure?”
His hands moved along the railing, soothing over it in a nearly nervous fashion. The situation was strange, but he was happy to be in Amelda’s company without the tension. He hoped for some clarity he wouldn’t have gotten otherwise.
Finally, he allowed his gaze to focus back on Amelda. In that moment, he felt the sense of vulnerability emanating off them both. Anonymity dulling the aversion that would have normally kept their inner thoughts at bay. It was nearly liberating, but also felt somewhat dangerous. It was a gamble Seto had no intention on losing.
“Why do you think
he’s so fixated on you?”
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mutomcther·:
“You’re a bit early, the game shop doesn’t open for another hour.”
buruaizu // one-liner!
“I’m not here for the shop.
I’m here to see Yugi.”
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ali2ter·:
Repulsive.
Amelda took several more steps away from the oncoming secondhand smoke, pressing himself nearly flush to the railing. Some might call it an overreaction, but it wasn’t only his health that concerned him. The acrid stench of burning tobacco was enough. He hated it, and perhaps if he didn’t play into Seto’s “game” this time, then… oh, Amelda doubted the man would learn anything. He shot him a look of disdain from the other side of the balcony.
“It’s not. I was under the impression you were still trying to flirt with me, so I thought I’d warn you–clearly unsuccessfully.” And now he definitely wasn’t even entertaining the idea of… whatever this was. A dance and conversation. Something, Amelda supposed, he should be keeping professional, anyway. This outing wasn’t for fraternizing, and he gave the others inside a sidelong glance before answering.
“–business. I think I was getting ahead of myself.” He hummed. “Our wonderful host invited me for… I don’t know. He won’t leave me alone. Much like you.”
Seto chuckled, Amelda’s reaction nearly endearing. The tobacco has the opposite effect, soothing whatever stray nerves meant to cause him anxiety. To him it smelled like home. Automatically, he ashed the cigarette, realizing it was one too many when nothing came off the remaining stub. Nimble fingers placed it in the ornate ashtray he’d purposefully had set out for himself.
“Is this flirting?
I thought we were
simply enjoying each other’s
company.”
His tone was snarky, unsure of when exactly he’d come to be so comfortable joking with his guest. Blame was placed on the combination of wine and cigarettes, bringing out a much more relaxed version of himself. Upon hearing himself covertly addressed, his interest piqued. However, he played it cool, keeping his gaze forward and out to the sky.
“Relentless. It
seems like we have
that much in common...
I take it you’re not too fond
of him.”
His tone remained amused, faltering into something a bit more bitter towards the end. A hand moved over to his cigarette case, though he stopped it in its tracks. That was more than enough for now. It was that same notion of not knowing when to quit that had him in this predicament exactly. Enjoying in excess and living avariciously, that’s what kept him out of reach.
“I don’t blame you
most people aren’t.”
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I come alive, I, I'm always sky high
Designer thigh highs
It's my lifestyle
I need a Mai Tai, so fuckin' sci-fi
Give me the password, to the fuckin' WiFi
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