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Prompt: Waking Up restrained | Hanging | Shackles
Fic: Wake-Up Call
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh!
Main Characters [whumper/whumpee]: Thief King Bakura/Pharaoh Atem
Warnings: Kidnapping | Drugging
Summary: Atem is kidnapped by Bakura after the latter's attack on the Palace.

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Atem woke up with a groan. He felt heavy for some reason, like a fog had descended upon his senses. He tried to rub his eyes

And found himself unable to do so.

Now fully alert, he realized his arms and legs were stretched out, cuffed by shackles that were hovering midair. His restraints bore the familiar eye of wedjat and, despite not being anchored on any surface, remained firm as he tried pulling his limbs free.

“Who’d have thought it would be so easy to snatch you away from your heavily guarded palace…”

Atem froze and followed the sound of the voice. On his right, lurking in the shadows was none other than the Thief King!

“Bakura,” Atem growled, hands clenched into fists. He recalled the man bursting into his throne room with his father’s sarcophagus in tow. He had summoned Obelisk and forced the thief to retreat. The palace was in a frenzy, his priests and guards scrambled to return his father to his tomb and search the kingdom for the thief whilst he had sought refuge in the palace garden… alone.

And then he woke up here.

“It didn’t take much effort. A dramatic distraction here, diabound’s cloaking ability there, and some potent concoction that can knock even a hippopotamus out in seconds.” He stepped into the Pharaoh’s view. “But to be fair, it only worked because your subjects are high-strung fools and you’re a careless bastard.” He cackled. “Worried that I’d get too far, that you didn’t even check right under your noses!”

The Pharaoh frowned. A careless fool indeed. He’d been stripped of the Puzzle and his dia diankh. Trepidition filled him, but he did his best to keep it out of his voice. “What do you plan to do with me?” He asked. He had an idea, but he was stalling for time. The best way to achieve that was to get the thief talking.

“What do you think, your highness?” Bakura sneered. “Why steal the items from your fancy fortress when I can get your pets to deliver them right where I need them to be?”

It was then that Atem noticed the room grow cold despite the lit torches in this dilapidated underground temple. Cold wisps danced like ribbons around him. He could hear voices. Mumbling, laughing, crying, screaming. He shivered when they ghosted over his body.

“This is my home, Pharaoh.”

Bakura had moved to stand behind the king. His feet planted on a stone carving that had six slots shaped like the Items. The seventh one had the puzzle in place. He grinned when Atem’s eyes moved from the Puzzle to the whip he had in his grasp.

“Allow me to give you a proper welcome.”

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October is here! That means it's whumptober time! Procreate 5x came at such a good time. The halftone filter brushes were so fun! Will this fic/drabble be continued? Tune in this month to find out.

Description
Prompt: Waking Up restrained | Hanging | Shackles
Fic: Wake-Up Call
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh!
Main Characters [whumper/whumpee]: Thief King Bakura/Pharaoh Atem
Warnings: Kidnapping | Drugging
Summary: Atem is kidnapped by Bakura after the latter's attack on the Palace.

>>>><<<<

Atem woke up with a groan. He felt heavy for some reason, like a fog had descended upon his senses. He tried to rub his eyes

And found himself unable to do so.

Now fully alert, he realized his arms and legs were stretched out, cuffed by shackles that were hovering midair. His restraints bore the familiar eye of wedjat and, despite not being anchored on any surface, remained firm as he tried pulling his limbs free.

“Who’d have thought it would be so easy to snatch you away from your heavily guarded palace…”

Atem froze and followed the sound of the voice. On his right, lurking in the shadows was none other than the Thief King!

“Bakura,” Atem growled, hands clenched into fists. He recalled the man bursting into his throne room with his father’s sarcophagus in tow. He had summoned Obelisk and forced the thief to retreat. The palace was in a frenzy, his priests and guards scrambled to return his father to his tomb and search the kingdom for the thief whilst he had sought refuge in the palace garden… alone.

And then he woke up here.

“It didn’t take much effort. A dramatic distraction here, diabound’s cloaking ability there, and some potent concoction that can knock even a hippopotamus out in seconds.” He stepped into the Pharaoh’s view. “But to be fair, it only worked because your subjects are high-strung fools and you’re a careless bastard.” He cackled. “Worried that I’d get too far, that you didn’t even check right under your noses!”

The Pharaoh frowned. A careless fool indeed. He’d been stripped of the Puzzle and his dia diankh. Trepidition filled him, but he did his best to keep it out of his voice. “What do you plan to do with me?” He asked. He had an idea, but he was stalling for time. The best way to achieve that was to get the thief talking.

“What do you think, your highness?” Bakura sneered. “Why steal the items from your fancy fortress when I can get your pets to deliver them right where I need them to be?”

It was then that Atem noticed the room grow cold despite the lit torches in this dilapidated underground temple. Cold wisps danced like ribbons around him. He could hear voices. Mumbling, laughing, crying, screaming. He shivered when they ghosted over his body.

“This is my home, Pharaoh.”

Bakura had moved to stand behind the king. His feet planted on a stone carving that had six slots shaped like the Items. The seventh one had the puzzle in place. He grinned when Atem’s eyes moved from the Puzzle to the whip he had in his grasp.

“Allow me to give you a proper welcome.”

>>>><<<<

October is here! That means it's whumptober time! Procreate 5x came at such a good time. The halftone filter brushes were so fun! Will this fic/drabble be continued? Tune in this month to find out.