#;dark yuugi

[nevertem]

@hearts-of-cards

"You don't really have anything to apologize for." Yuugi still was reluctant to bring his own gaze to a more proper height. "It's not anything that you could really help in the first place.

He gives a small shake of the head, and crosses his arms over his chest. "You truly....have no obligation. As Pegasus said. I have been around....much longer. I have no....reason. To ask anything else of you. I am happy, really. To have your honest feelings."

[starryarts]

they'll find each other again, eventually

[kathairoette]

Sorry it took me so long, but I finally did it! thank you all again for 600 follows~~~

This is basically what happened lmao, I wanted to eat outside because this occasion was ✨special✨ but instead of a cute idyllic atmosphere I got darkness, wind, people staring at me, and cold fries XD ah well, at least the borgor was gud

[nevertem]

"....he tosses and turns quite a lot in his sleep. He's sleepwalked for a long time, you know. The door to the downstairs shop had to be locked because he managed to get into it. One time he even sleepwalked so deeply into his sleep that he ended up finding me inside of his heart. We talked so long that night....I think I kept him up too late for the finals."

It was...so much easier to pretend. That the memories inside of his heart were his own memories. They were gifts to him, after all. Things that had been shared. A heart and a name and a life and a face that were shared with him, for no other reason than the simple grace of it all, with nothing expected in return, with nothing he could possibly give in return, and it all...

And they both....pretended.

Pretended that he didn't see the permanent scars on Yuugi's hands. Pretended he hadn't been seconds away from choking on smoke. Pretended he didn't notice the thin, branch-like lightning strike down Jounouchi's neck and shoulders and arms, or the starburst on the back of Ryou's palm or the bandages he still had to wear from how deep that puncture wound on his bicep had to be, or the weeks that Anzu had been missing from her own body and they didn't even notice, and...

"Not again." He repeated, digging his thumbnail into the crook of his elbow so he didn't start spiraling again. He'd just met her.

Isis said he'd been betrayed by evil sorcerers. That the person who Kaiba used to be had been one of them. That his life had been lost in the fight, and he....somehow ended up in the Puzzle.

"What do you mean again?"

She’s been hanging around a little longer than he and Yuugi have had her card, but she smiles and nods along to his explanation; it’s not like she goes out of her way to listen to everything, so he is telling her something she doesn’t know yet. Everyone should have some privacy. Especially teenage boys and their ghosts. “… The Items… yes…” How interesting to hear how that story’s been passed down. Arms folded, she leans forward, eyes flicking back over to Yuugi. Had he awoken? No?

She waits for a moment, gathering her thoughts. She knows that her perspective on the matter may not be the more popular one, but she still wants to make certain she words it well.

“Personally I understand where he’s coming from. To bond with someone special and then to rip it away suddenly…” she sighs. “It’s not pleasant. Especially when considering the heavy burden placed on you both to perform the duties given to you. However, and please understand that I am saying this out of concern for the both of you,” she pauses again. “The entire point of you being alive now is to live.”

She reaches a hand out, before thinking better of it, and drawing it back to her chest, looking away from him as she speaks. “The person you used to be barely got a chance to live before you were sealed. It was the hope of those who carried on that you should be allowed to live, truly, when you were freed. I don’t disagree that there are things you must do, and places you need to go. Eventually, some day… you will need to end things, for all those who are depending on you. But that doesn’t mean that you need to do it at the expense of yourself. Not again.”

That last part was a little harder than she’d meant it. She swallows before continuing. “If it’s only a matter of days, or if it’s years… you should take each day as a blessing and enjoy the time you share together. Take time to truly feel and experience what the world can offer you. Walk in the sun, eat ice-cream, make friends and cherished memories… Life is meant to be lived. So please do, even if all it achieves is to makes the path you take more interesting.”

[princessofgames]

In essence

[shewithoutrain-yugioh]

I have fic art!!!!

The wondrous, amazing, incredible, talented @kathairoette gifted me some beautiful art for And Lead Me From This Dark! 😭

There are two versions, one with blood and one without. I’ve shared both, so TRIGGER WARNING: blood after the fold.

I’m going to be waxing poetic about it at the end of this post and I don’t even care.

It’s Yami, guys. 😭 It’s MY Yami. With chains that weigh him down around his wrists and blood from where he scratches at them. And his expression???? He’s so unsure, so stunned, doesn’t even know if the hand that’s touching him is real, and he’s too scared to look in case it’s all a dream.

And his posture: tight, still, hardly daring to breathe in case it all disappears, hands clamped tightly between his thighs to restrain the urge to touch. Trying so hard not to do anything to displease the light, not to do anything at all.

All wrapped up in such beautiful, beautiful colouring. 💗

I’m honestly weeping. 😭🫶

Someone took so much time out of their life to create something for me — for US. We all know that’s no mean feat. If you enjoyed this gift even half as much as I did, please, please leave kudos or reblog to show your appreciation and love.

@kathairoette, thank you so incredibly much 💕

[prachelley]

based on the request I got: "dark magician girl breakdancing to distract the enemies"

[nevertem]

"You think so?"

It was hard to believe, at least in his own mind, that someone could think negatively of the open horizon. The bleeding red faded into gold, which fell in heavy streaks into the inky darkness. A few stars twinkled in the beyond.

He wrinkled his brow, thoughtfully. He didn't have a name for the feeling that it gave him, and the only reference for things beyond his own experience were Yuugi's memories--and those felt strange and distant to him. More fact than emotion.

"I suppose I understand...if you remember Duelist Kingdom...why it wouldn't be a great thing to see..."

@nevertem

Yuugi's eyes followed his other self's hand, before following the line of his gesture into the sky. It went on forever.

"Yeah...it's so big. Like you could go walking out there in any direction and it would all look the same for miles."

He wondered to, if they would be able to see more stars then. In Duelist Kingdom when he'd looked up through the canopy of trees, or sat out by the cliffs near the shoreline, that had been the most stars Yuugi had seen in his life. Would they look the same here?

"It kinda feels...lonely...here."

[sunshin3babeart]

Little doodle for Kaibob's birthday~~~

Tfw your boyfriend and your little brother are small enough to carry like luggage. 🤣🤣🤣

[nevertem]

a large dark claw reaches out. Run, run, little pharaoh. But you cannot hide

No no no no no no no no nonononononononononononono--

He immediately takes off running, down the hallway, black, smooth walls, cold and cut and sharp at the edges. No light, no sound, no windowsdoorshallwaysendlesshallways no light nothing devouring ending ending ending ending

It's on his tail, the g r o w l i n g claws at his heels it follows it creeps one footstep behind him, and he runs until his lungs give out, creaking changing shifting walls the end growing further and further away and the ceiling lowers and the doorways open, slamming awake, and he ducks and it chaseschaseschases

His heart heaves, legs burning, hair smoking his heart pounding and it grabs him and it grabs him and he's pulled to the floor and he's scrabbling, fingers on smooth tile without a catch, and he weeps and he weeps and he weeps--

For three thousand years.

[foreverwithyugioh]

Just thinking about Kaiba's goal in DSOD wasn't to duel Atem in the Afterlife but to prevent his crush to spend time with a guy that:

looks exactly like him

isn't using technology to woo the Pharaoh but some dark ancient knowledge: the power to handle a shiny rod

[nevertem]

"Heh. You know, I expected more of you, Kaiba. I believed you were a duelist who would not run away from another duelist so quickly, with your tail between your legs. I must admit, you had me fooled...perhaps I will find someone who is not so afraid of me. A one more worthy of a duel."

“You know, I was expecting you to ask me something.” He replied and pursed his lips, theorizing Yuugi now had said hello just to get him thinking on his poker face, “But just like your prized magician card, presto. Quiet.”

[specialsummon]

[princessofgames]

Very Normal Innocent Yugi Mutou you have there

[bnomiko]

Original post here. Took me a few months due to laziness, but I finally got backdrops fitted and lights installed, and added a few new things, so the shelves are a bit fuller : )

Dark Magicians and Yami's Duel Monsters shelf:

Egyptian themed shelf:

Seto Kaiba and Blue Eyes shelf:

I swapped the 2nd and 3rd shelves from the original layout - slightly nervewracking having a 20 lb statue on the middle shelf, but at least that minimizes the visual interruption of the horizontal support bar.

Also not 100% sold on the 3rd shelf backdrop, the blue circuit board looks okay from a distance but it gets busier the closer you get. I might end up doing a space one instead, if it gets to be too much.

[nevertem]

"Kaiba?"

Ask, and you shall receive.

Yuugi Mutou glanced up from where he'd been idly playing a handheld game, admittedly hidden under the counter. He was supposed to be on duty at the Game Shop, of course, but he had a pretty bad habit of goofing off while he had all of his duties done, and this just so happened to be one of those occasions.

Admittedly...he was pretty surprised to see Kaiba. It had been a couple of months since Battle City was over, and with the summer season coming to a close, the fall semester of their senior year was going to be coming up, and he'd still not finished with his summer homework--and he couldn't imagine it being much different for Kaiba.

Yuugi had honestly figured that Kaiba had decided to drop out and go pursue a GED and some personal testing, if he was planning on even going to university anyway, which Yuugi kind of wouldn't blame the guy for not doing. He already sort of had his future set out anyway, right? There wouldn't really be a reason for him to come back to class after going to build Kaibaland off in America, like he said he'd do with Mokuba.

Of course....Yuugi was happy that Kaiba had decided to come back to the city. But it was still a surprise.

"Um....yeah, I guess." He switched off the game, internally bemoaning the lack of saved progress as he did so. "Is there something you need, though? Or did you just want to see me?" He tilted his head to the side. "Grandpa won't be back for another hour, though, so you can't really duel me or Other Me right now...sorry..."

Magic, the occult, ancient Egyptian spirits and nonsense talk of fate and legacies of the past... it's all nothing but bullshit.

Seto knows that. No matter what, it has to be true. He's not stupid - he knows the things he's seen, but... Seto is a man of science, and he also knows just how unreliable the human mind can be. Perception is a fragile thing, and the mind is easily tricked and influenced by what it thinks to be true... that in combination with the solid vision system he created opens up a great number of explanations, most involving the shock of that system on the mind being far greater than he anticipated.

Deep down, it feels like he's making excuses. But is a far-fetched scientific explanation really any more absurd than a supernatural one? Besides, even if by some miracle the supernatural really was real, there's no way-

-He'd ever be a part of it. Seto's mouth curls into a grimace at the thought. It all comes back to the mind. His own, loathe as he is to admit it, has been a mess lately. Ever since Battle City, when he'd finally thought that Yugi might have been right; that there was more value to friendship than he had first thought... he thought he'd finally been ready to start again with Mokuba, but letting go of the chains of the past is harder than it sounds. It infuriates him. Seto Kaiba is a man of the future - no past can hold him down or stop him from doing what he wants to do!

But he's impatient, and the road before him is a slow one. Still, though - just when he'd felt like a weight had been lifted from his chest, it now feels like a new, different one has replaced it just as quickly. It hadn't been that way at first... he'd been happy with Mokuba, taking steps towards their dream, but it had snuck up on him slowly and with the subtlety of a serpent - so the question is: what changed?

He wants to see Yugi. That's something he knows for sure. The thought that it's something he needs is something that he won't acknowledge, so instead, he tells himself it's to challenge him again. That's the reason he came back to Japan, and yet... right now, faced with him again - all he can manage to muster up is a sneer.

You look like you weren't expecting to see me. Is it really that much of a surprise?"

@nevertem ( starter for atem! )