Blame [for syntheticduel]
Title: Blame
Author: hales731
Fandom: Yuugiou
Rating: R-ish
Pairings: Mentions of Atemu x Yuugi, Yuugi x Sho.
Notes: From the syntheticduel universe (I'm hijacking it again~). Also, this is un-beta'ed, 'cause I should be getting ready for work. ♥ And drabbly~ because I like writing weird styles.
Not owned by me. I didn't even make up the universe. xD
It’s his fault, and he knows it. He knows it and thinks it as he stares down from above.
His friends all wonder what he’s looking at and he tried to explain, but how do you explain that you left half your soul behind and yet still be fully here?
And it was ok, because he was content to watch him, until they would be reunited. But things started to change, and his aibou was fast becoming someone he didn’t recognize (only not so fast, because time is irrelevant here).
And it’s his fault. Aibou wasn’t supposed to turn out like this. Aibou wasn’t supposed to be so frail, and weak, and thin, but he was and he is, and he’s broken now more than he was before he solved the puzzle. And it hurts to see his aibou fall, as if in the fastest slow motion possible. He should've been there, he thinks. Because only he can catch aibou when he falls.
This was not how forever was supposed to be. He had promised him forever. They promised each other, in the soft afterglow in his aibou’s soul room. He would wait, and he would wait, and they would wait. But aibou didn’t.
And sometimes it makes him mad, angry, feeling the power of the gods crackle around him, because aibou is his and shouldn’t be fucking other people. Like that boy, oh the irony. He saw himself fucking his aibou as aibou fucked that boy.
Mahaado nearly had to pull him away, as his anger, jealousy, and hurt swelled higher than ever before.
But it’s his fault. Because he broke the promise first.
Ok, so this was totally spawned by immicolia's dare. Only, she didn't really have to coerce me or anything. The writing style is funny, I know, because I like writting weird streams of thought. Besides, the fact that Atemu is on an incorporeal plane of sorts (ie, pick your heaven), his thought process is different. Or so my excuse goes.
Comments? ♥
Author: hales731
Fandom: Yuugiou
Rating: R-ish
Pairings: Mentions of Atemu x Yuugi, Yuugi x Sho.
Notes: From the syntheticduel universe (I'm hijacking it again~). Also, this is un-beta'ed, 'cause I should be getting ready for work. ♥ And drabbly~ because I like writing weird styles.
Not owned by me. I didn't even make up the universe. xD
It’s his fault, and he knows it. He knows it and thinks it as he stares down from above.
His friends all wonder what he’s looking at and he tried to explain, but how do you explain that you left half your soul behind and yet still be fully here?
And it was ok, because he was content to watch him, until they would be reunited. But things started to change, and his aibou was fast becoming someone he didn’t recognize (only not so fast, because time is irrelevant here).
And it’s his fault. Aibou wasn’t supposed to turn out like this. Aibou wasn’t supposed to be so frail, and weak, and thin, but he was and he is, and he’s broken now more than he was before he solved the puzzle. And it hurts to see his aibou fall, as if in the fastest slow motion possible. He should've been there, he thinks. Because only he can catch aibou when he falls.
This was not how forever was supposed to be. He had promised him forever. They promised each other, in the soft afterglow in his aibou’s soul room. He would wait, and he would wait, and they would wait. But aibou didn’t.
And sometimes it makes him mad, angry, feeling the power of the gods crackle around him, because aibou is his and shouldn’t be fucking other people. Like that boy, oh the irony. He saw himself fucking his aibou as aibou fucked that boy.
Mahaado nearly had to pull him away, as his anger, jealousy, and hurt swelled higher than ever before.
But it’s his fault. Because he broke the promise first.
Ok, so this was totally spawned by immicolia's dare. Only, she didn't really have to coerce me or anything. The writing style is funny, I know, because I like writting weird streams of thought. Besides, the fact that Atemu is on an incorporeal plane of sorts (ie, pick your heaven), his thought process is different. Or so my excuse goes.
Comments? ♥