#falsecrownd

[rwhalzili-a]

     “What is your OBSESSION with your questions Shujikaku-sama?” Marik growls, glaring at Malik, “It’s getting ANNOYING, and that’s saying something if you’re annoying me. You think I remember where I DIED?!”

     @falsecrownd  || Short Starter ||

[wheeluh]

for @falsecrownd​

It was with a spluttering sound of total despair that Rusty had kicked the bucket -again. The old 88′ Micra must have exhausted all of its chances at life at this point, having broken down at least three times in the last year, and with Honda increasingly further away with work, Joey was forced to face the reality of his two remaining options: actually pay a decent garage for their work, or try and bribe another one of his mechanically talented friends into helping him. 

Replacing the car should’ve been the logical option, but he was extremely attached to the old red banger, especially as he’d been essentially living out of it for the last year. It wasn’t as though he could afford a better ride anyway, not with his wages. 

The car had at least had the courtesy to break down in the middle of the city, and not far out in the countryside where he would have to await rescue. He called in a favour, a very old friend from his gang days who still owed him for help with a petty jailbreak, in the form of a tow-truck - and Rusty was on her way.

The destination he had in mind was Malik’s place. He was sure he’d seen the man back in the city, and even if it was just a temporary visit, Joey had full intention of utilising him. He vaguely remembered the guy’s old haunts. Once they had arrived, he thanked his friend for the transport and went searching for the familiar face.

“Malik? Hey, man, you around?”

Hands shoved into his pockets, Joey peered his head around a door that looked as though it might lead into a garage, and upon spotting a few motorcycles propped up against a wall, he was even more sure that he was onto something. 

[brothersaved]

falsecrownd replied to your post:    ok but the new canon is that seto definitely...

“ Haha fucking dork. ”

   “ TAKES ONE to know one, doesn’t it? ”

[extortus]

@falsecrownd:  " Who chopped your hair like that? A blind barber or something? "

                     “I dunno kid, riddle me this: Who decided to give ya side burns that mismatched the rest of the cut of yer hair.”

[bloodybonesnbruises]

Me: I wish there was more Malik rpers around so I could harass love them Me: remembers the blessing of @falsecrownd​ exists Me: A pure blessing

[masayoshiko]

                          the   streets   were   filled   with   idle   chatter   ,   a   quaint   cafe   filled   with   couples   &   friends   alike.   taking   in   the   sweet   aroma   of   tea   cakes   &   other   sweets   ;   ken   stops   to   have   a   quick   look   at   the   menu.   not   that   a   grade   schooler   would   come   alone   ,   but   if   they   had   something   to   go   perhaps   he’d   be   more   inclined.   down   the   street   he   hears   the   clang   of   metal   ,   the   strong   sound   of   tools   that   introduced   POWER.   kens   optics   finding   their   way   toward   the   mechanics   shop.   his   feet   already   making   their   way   through   childish   curiosity.   the   boyish   sense   of   machinery,   how   things   worked   &   how   they   came   to   be   clung   to   his   figure   as   he   poked   his   head   inside.

                       ❛     w-wow   ...     ❜     amazement   seeping   as   he   gazes   around   ,   finding   some   form   of   COURAGE   to   finally   enter.    ❛     u-uhm   ....   excuse   me?     ❜

// @falsecrownd 

[capnkiid]

                             ❛    is   it   even   open   ,   it’s   so   DARK   ----   hello   ...   ??    ❜    peeking   inside   the   shop   ,   the   scent    of   chemicals   was   quick   to   hit   his   senses.   his   nose   scrunched   as   he   stepped   in   ,   a   light   frown   at   the   darkness   of   the   shop.   although   the   door   was   open   ,   the   contents   within   said   otherwise.   his   bike   at   his   side   ,   the   chain   had   busted   off   &   had   tangled   itself   in   the   gear   ---   ryuji   having   cursed   himself   for   not   fixing   it   earlier   had   felt   blessed   to   have   broken   down   near   the   mechanics.

           ❛    anybody   here   --   i   uh   ,   i   just   need   t’   use   a   few   tools   &   i’ll   be   on   my   way!    ❜

// @falsecrownd

[xteanzu]

@falsecrownd // sc

           ❝ ━━ Hey,  Malik ... ❞   This was going to be a really awkward question. Now that Atem had passed into the Du’at, it was easier to ask these things. Anzu didn’t want to ask before the Final Duel or before she was about to enter the Millennium World. Now that everything was in the past, she found herself wondering about it more and more. She didn’t exactly remember the times when he took control of her, but she knew it happened through the stories everyone around her had told. Malik was an ally now, so there was no concern in her voice, just unease.

           ❝ ━━ Um ...  Are  we  still  ‘ya  know,  connected? ❞   In a way, it felt odd to think about a fraction of someone’s consciousness being inside of her. There were no indications other than when he took over her body. Somehow, she was the tool he used to communicate with his sister and the dark side of himself during Battle City, but Jounouchi’s link to him had been severed but hers remained. Remembering would have been nice; he had been inside of her head, yet she felt like she knew too little about Malik.

[halfbladed]

RULES : share four songs / pieces of music that represent your muse. REPOST. DON’T REBLOG.

TAGGED BY : @magusargenti​ thank you, boo!! TAGGING : @reekcd​ @serastium​ @qrowned​ @falsecrownd​ @niledrowned​ & anyone else who wants to do this, you can say I tagged you!

“ PRESSURE ” - Muse : Get out of my face, out of my mind / I see your corruption / I'm not blind / I'll carry the burden & take the strain / & when I am done I will make you pay / Don't push me, don’t push me / Let me get off the ground / To you I'm no longer bound

“ RED RIGHT HAND ” - Arctic Monkeys : He'll wrap you in his arms, tell you that you've been a good boy / He'll rekindle all those dreams it took you a lifetime to destroy / He'll reach deep into the hole, heal your shrinking soul / & there wont be a single thing that you can do / Hey buddy, you know you're / never ever coming back / He's a god, he's a man, / he's a ghost, he's a guru

“ DIRTY DEEDS DONE DIRT CHEAP ” - AC/DC : Concrete shoes, cyanide, TNT / Done dirt cheap / Neckties, contracts, high voltage / Done dirt cheap

“ THE DARK SIDE ” - Muse : I hail from the dark side / For all my life, I've been besieged / You'd be scared living with my despair / & if you could feel the things, I am able to feel / Break me out, break me out / Let me flee / Break me out, break me out / Set me free

“ WHAT’S UP DANGER ” - Blackway & Black Caviar : 'Cause I like high chances that I might lose / I like it all on the edge just like you / I like tall buildings so I can leap off of 'em / I go hard wit' it no matter how dark it is / If I'm crazy, I'm on my own / If I'm waitin', it's on my throne / If I sound lazy, just ignore my tone / 'Cause I'm always gonna answer when you call my phone / like what’s up, danger?

“ I DID IT ” - Raja Kumari : I remember what they said / Tried to tell me that it can't be done / Can't take it from me when it's self-made / So raise a glass for the chosen one / & I been workin' on it all day / you see me risin' up just like the sun

“ CALM DOWN ” - Krewella : Outta my face, didn't you read my policy / I do what I wanna / You ain't my therapist, ain't got the formula / So stay in your corner / Last thing I need is my head underwater / Didn't I warn ya

“ BURY ME LOW ” - 8 Graves : I've seen the devil / I've shaken his hand / I've seen the evil that dwells in a man / For all of my wisdom, I can't understand / Oh mercy me, mercy my / Better get to digging while my body's getting cold / I keep tryna fight it so just promise when I go / You'll bury me low

[rwhalzili-a]

@falsecrownd a réagi à votre billet

“ You need to have a Louis Vuitton coat or else you aren’t valid. ”

     “What in the name of the gods is that?” He’s good just wearing his cape, thanks.

[wheeluh]

falsecrownd replied to your photo: Trying to get back into the swing of roleplaying...

[[ OH WOW YOUR ART IS AMAZING I LOVE HOW YOU DRAW JOEY !!!! ]]

gasps thank u

now i just gotta do the whole roleplaying bit again, come on braaaain

[brothersaved]

falsecrownd replied to your post:    tbh idk how anyone took kaiba seriously in that...

[[ How do we take Seto seriously in general ]]

we don’t......we jsut don’t

[rwhalzili-a]

    “Keh~ Hikari’s getting his ass served by an ankle biter.”

[wheeluh]

“i can’t breathe, i can’t –”

HURT MEME | @falsecrownd

          “Mal? Hey–! Malik!”

It had been a calm enough evening, the pair of them just relaxing in a retired old bus-stop with some junk food, speaking animatedly and confidently. It was good to spend time with Malik again. At first things had been a little tense and curt between them, but they’d swiftly fallen back into an easy rhythm of friendship that suited Joey down to the ground.

Nights like this were good, and gave Joey a new sort of energy. That was until the entire street was plunged into darkness. He had been a little confused at first, but had realised fairly quickly that it must have just been a street-wide power outage. It was shocking how dark everything was without any sort of lighting from streetlamps or shops. But especially so for Malik, it seemed.

          “Hey, it’s okay! It’s just a power outage, bud, it’s fine!”

He could feel the waves of panic coming off his friend like raw negative energy, and he scrambled for his phone, quickly switching on the torch. He didn’t stop there - he dove into his pocket and pulled out a sturdy silver lighter. It was engraved on the side with a neat ‘K.J.’ but otherwise blank. He flicked it and it coughed awake, illuminating the darkness around them even more - he held it out to Malik, encouraging him to hold onto it even if his hands shook. One hand remained over Mal’s, a steadying grip. 

          “Here, you have this. I have loads of them. It’ll keep you safe, capiche?”

[brothersaved]

falsecrownd replied to your post: have you ever seen dragon tales?

“ Haha fucking nerd. ”

   “ SHUT UP. ”

[rwhalzili-a]

      Marik when he realizes he has a descendant: Oh dear fucking gods