#flame ignis

[cyberdragoninfinity]

'what have you been doing this last month dana' goin ham drawing as many yugioh AUs and OCs and ygo-inspired sonas on art fight as my grubby paws could possibly grab!!!! AND I'LL DO IT AGAIN NEXT YEAR

[ Attacks for, in order:

@phantom-alpha || @sanmisui || @moonbisexualsharktamerr

|| @scyzoa || @1apple-fox1 || @krakenshaped

|| @siromany || @hi-speedroids ||

@4lmog || @arcvu || @blackfeatherdragon ]

[abel-draws]

Revenge for my beloved @hiimtryingtounderfell !!!! GET ATTACKED NERD

[starmakesart]

I started playing Ring Fit Adventures today

[calm-arctic]

Yusaku, confessing: I love you. Takeru, smiling and not getting it: I love you too. Yusaku: No, I mean I LOVE you. Takeru: ??? I love you too?? Yusaku: ... ~Later~ Takeru: Yusaku was aggressive today with his "I love yous." Flame: I believe he was confessing his love for you. Takeru: I know... but why aggressively? Flame: ... Romantic love, Soulburner. Takeru: Takeru: ... OH! !??!?

[kitsuneoftheorganization]

out of all the ignis, i like to think that flame and ai are the cuddliest, with ai being the most cuddly and also the most absolutely inconvenient about it

i feel like he would just go full six limbed eldritch gremlin mode whenever he decides it's appropriate and wrap around like a clingy snake. Trying to do chores? Trying to go somewhere? Trying to speak to someone he decides is getting too much attention? You're losing your mobility privileges for the next hour and getting a head hanging over your shoulder either making snarky comments or cutting filthy one-eye-jagged-jaw looks (definitely not showing off) to anyone who looks in the general direction.

trying to stay focused? gonna have to learn to deal with 30 (hmm. i wonder what an ignis would weigh?) pounds of pure snark and nosiness hanging around you like a backpack and asking about every single move you make.

Trying to rest? look out for the giant purple shadow about to envolope you like a sentient heating blanket.

even worse if you're ticklish, because we all know he's a little shit (affectionate)

even in his soltis form i feel like he'd be the type to just sneak up unannounced behind and wrap his arms around you with half of his weight bearing down to scare you on purpose

although I think you'd end up with a stunned silence and a blush if you pat his head because deep down past the jokes and sarcasm he really actually does want that hug and just won't admit it.

[alvinara3d]

Yu-Gi-Oh Vrains - Flame the Ignis of fire attribute more render on Instagram @alvinara3d

[misssofi21]

Hi! i hope you like my art

This time i show you my Character, her name is Lutho. She is a Flame spirit (a Fatuo´s Fire), she´s a spirit leader to the souls and defender for them.

She don´t have memories of her death, and ever search about her past.

[t4tieflings]

Yugioh Vrains: A Summary

[elemental-daddy-neos]

"Nothing in the show to show he's queer" do these lines mean nothing to you

I like Flame too, I think he's a neat little guy, but he does Not beat out Yuri when it comes to being gay imo

ROUND ONE:YURI/JOERI VS FLAME

[shitpostingkats]

What I love so far about Theodore&Flame is the absolutely BONKERS comedic contrast they offer to Yusaku&Ai. Flame starts doing a Bit for Drama, Theodore smiles and doesn't interrupt. Flame gives the slightest hint he misses being called by his name, Theodore trips over himself to make sure he's still okay with Flame. Flame wants to go on a ferris wheel, well goshdarn we are going to go on a ferris wheel.

Theodore: I've only had Flame for three months, but if anything happened to him, I'd kill everyone in this room. Flame: I love you too. <3

Ai: Hey. Hey. Hey. While you were at school I ordered 32 pounds of creamed corn via amazon delivery and then shuffled your netflix queue :3 Yusaku, not looking up from his work: I would sell you to satan for one corn chip.

[itsashowtime]

⋆「HAPPY DEBUT ANNIVERSARY」⋆ 

[liroyalty]

I like to call this the Wife Catalog.

[platonic-activity]

Ignis Fatuus (Chapter 2)

Ignis Fatuus  (Foolish Flame)

Rating: PG, NC-17 in some chapters

Catagory: Novel, X-Files Fanfic, Diverging universe

Spoilers: Up to Amor Fati

Chapter 2

Mulder was itchy. 

His bandage probably needed to be changed. He couldn’t scratch it and the one person he needed to come over and look at it was in Chicago looking at old evidence. She was supposed to be back by now. She had expected to only be gone for two days, three max. The world moves on and Mulder sits on his couch anxious at being cooped up. He itched to shoot some hoops, go grab something to eat that wasn’t frozen dinners or toast. He was itchy to see her again. She had wrapped up yesterday morning. Was there a storm in the Midwest or something? He bounced his leg with impatience. 

He is relieved about one thing. He can no longer hear the thoughts of his neighbors. Initially, they had been so loud, both completely consumed with concerns that the other didn’t love them anymore and neither believing it should be their responsibility to make a loving gesture, terrified that it wouldn’t be reciprocated. It was enough to make him want to sob. He had taken to sleeping on his couch again to be further away from the wall he shared with them. 

Idly he mused that listening to them for two weeks taught him more than any psych class he took at Oxford. Being sick at home was enough without the mental anguish of complete strangers. 

His ability was leaving him. 

The steady decline had begun the moment he woke up in the hospital with Scully sitting next to him. Her intense concern was so overpowering and all-consuming that he was barely able to accurately asses how he felt. He hit the morphine button to escape it drifting quickly into oblivion with his soft hand clasped in his. By the time he was home a few days later, he could only sense people nearby and the strength at which he could read her emotions had dimmed. He could at least tease them apart from his own.

He was relieved. Really, he was. It was an impossible way to live. Though he would hold the few memories of Scully’s mind in his heart for the rest of his life. The moment she finally believed him he could read her mind. The immediate shocking fear coursed through her. The painful vulnerability. He hadn’t even tried to get her to stay or to reassure her. He wanted her to get to safety as much as she did. 

He wasn’t surprised when she called him later that night asking if he could read her mind over the phone.

“You can’t check my bandage over the phone, Scully.” He had teased. She was quiet. 

“Can you control it?” She whispered

What are you afraid that I will find out, Scully?

“Only a little bit. I wish I could. If I am actively thinking about something then everything else fades away but if my mind wanders even a little bit then it is there and I can’t really prepare for it or anticipate it.” 

Silence

“You believe me.” it wasn’t a question. He knew. He would love to hear her admit it, though.  

“Well, I certainly didn’t say out loud that I was hungry and that I wanted Fretelli’s pasta.” She chuffed. “And I have a sneaking feeling that if I had been facing you, you wouldn’t have responded. You didn’t want me to know, did you?”

“For one, you always want pasta so it’s not that much of a reach,” He joked, trying to lighten the mood. “I did want you to know, to believe me. What I didn’t want was to intrude upon your privacy.” He sighs. “You know, contrary to popular belief I don’t go around profiling the people in my life.” 

They had spent the next hour talking about his poor selfish tortured neighbors. It was safe territory. 

The next week became a routine for them. Scully would stop by and actively think a conversation at him. He suspects it was her way of controlling the thoughts he could read. Then she would leave quickly, only staying to accomplish what could not be done over the phone. 45 minutes later she would call. It worked… only a little. She doesn’t need to know that. 

She would check his pulse, take his blood pressure, inspect his bandage… check that he was taking the correct medications. He had always thought that his pulse was difficult to find because she often started over again. He now knows that she loses track of what she is doing because of their close proximity. Fascinating. Apparently, the skin on the inside of his wrist is quite distracting. He wonders what else is distracting about him. 

Her subconscious thoughts rise to the surface when she is counting or listening for the diastolic and systolic heartbeats. She wonders if he will ever get up the courage to kiss her. His eyes shot up at that looking at her perfectly pink plump lips. Does she know that she just thought that? He dragged his gaze up to her wide eyes. 

That night she did not call. She definitely knows he heard it. 

Itchy. Impatient. Mentally anguished. Haunted by the waves of powerful emotion he now knows exists inside of his stoic and collected partner at all times. Astounding. Perhaps more elusive than any criptid. The flashes of her eyes leading him like a Will-o’-the-wisp into certain ruin. 

He considers his limited distractions, porn, a basketball game on TV, maybe a game of solitaire… when he finally hears shuffling at his door. He listens closely to hear a knock that never comes.

[nancelilspace]

All the Ignis have arrived!!!

If you are interested om getting one, you can buy them ->here<-

Just waiting for the keycharms to arrive (have been 20 days on the postal office 😭)

[number-1-kuaidul-fanboy]

Thanks, I didn't need my heart.

[0nyx-4nd-th3-ch402]

Ignis!

Everyone... This is Ignis, He is a very tall boi with orange hair and Fire red eyes, Fire wings, he a demon, he also a formal boy.

Ignis: Hello little Mortals and ink creatures :)

So yea, and he has anger issues :>

Ignis: Which when I'm angry My eyes turn to actual flames! And I have a katana which I will not show -v-