#kalin talks about things

[merikalin]

I guess i’ll just die

[erenjaegerwifee]

Summer In Pandora 🌸 Day 2 - One Bed 

Paring: Lo’ak x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Warnings: MDNI 18+, smut, explicit language, p in v, orals (f receiving), jealous Lo’ak, friends to lovers, mentions of courting, passionate sex, Lo’ak feeling guilty and in love, sensitive Lo’ak, body worshipping, sweet aftercare

Word Count: 3.5k

Index: ma kalin - my sweet, sevin - pretty.

Disclaimer: All my characters are aged-up! If that makes you uncomfortable do yourself a favor and scroll, don’t bother reading or interacting with my account, thank you!

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You decided to have a sleepover with your best friend and everything was going fine. You played board games and got into little arguments about how much rent you owe Lo’ak while playing monopoly. You played pranks on his brother while he was chilling out in his room.  

Everything was seemingly normal for a sleepover. Your parents never seemed to care that much when you and Lo’ak would spend time together. They knew well Lo’ak was your closet friend and you liked being around him so sleepovers were not an uncommon thing. You both were never without the other growing up so nothing would change now. 

Even though you have both grown into adults, both exceptional hunters and both single, it was never really an issue to be around each other. It’s not that you haven’t noticed the way Lo’ak would glance at your chest sometimes staring a bit too long. Or the way you would admire his chiseled abs when he would pull back his bow to shoot his prey when you were hunting. No, you were well aware of how hot he was and vise verse, but you never though it would be an issue. 

That was until tonight when you crawled into bed with him after a long day and then some of your playing around letting your limbs stretch out into the comfortable blankets. Lo’ak jumped onto the bed bouncing you up slightly as he looked down at you, “Awe are you tired already eveng(girl)?” he teased you as he seemed to not be tired at all. 

“You’re all talk bitch, when your head hits the pillow, you are gonna be out like a light, it happens every time.”  you look up at him smiling at the thought. “Whatever...” Lo’ak replies while he lays down next to you, “Wanna watch some TV?” he asked you. 

A couple years back, he had a TV installed in his room with movies downloaded on it for this reason specifically. Lo’ak never liked watching T.V alone, he always wanted someone to be with him usually opting between his brother and you, “Aren’t you tired?” you say with a yawn. 

“No but I take it you are, are you getting old? You never go to bed this early” his comment made you laugh. “Oh Lo’ak, I’m just an adult, it sucks but at least I get to have sex so” you shrug watching the TV as he flips through the selections. Lo’ak pauses immediately he felt like his brain lagged, “Sex? You are having sex? With who? Why didn’t you tell me?” he started off and turned his body to you. 

The TV now long forgot, the remote sits beside him as his attention is directed at you. The faith glow of light makes him look beautiful, his freckles shine in the dark but at the same time they don’t. You find yourself tracing the pattern on his face, something that was unique to the na’vi, no one is alike in this way. But Lo’ak was even more special with his extra fingers and toes. Some people may think he is dangerous because of his human feather but you like it a lot. Lo’ak has done nothing but protect you in all the time you have known him, not one day since you knew this man have you felt unsafe. Even though he can be quite reckless, he never has and never will put you in a position to get hurt, and it is not just something you know, it is something he has told you. 

“With no one specific, and I don’t know, I didn’t know how you would take it. You never told me when you had sex, if you did, I still don’t know” you answer him. You lay in your back and turned your head to the side on his pillow looking at him. Lo’ak’s entire body faces you and his head is propped up on his wrist and he watches you, “Ok fine is that what it’ll take? I had sex with, you remember Nila? She was my first time, then a couple more chicks after from the Metakayina clan.” his words upset your stomach but you ignore the feeling.  

“Well when you and your family when to the metakayina, I was lonely and it just happened, after that it never happened again” the sully family had only been with the metakayina clan for about a month. After they were attacked there Jake realized it made no sense, they run away from home is the sky people will find them where ever they go, he didn’t want to put people who do not know war in danger. So at least they decided if they stayed in the forest the Omatikayan are strong. They can fight for their own.  

“Your moving so sudden Lo’ak I was very sad watching my best friend leave with the rest of your family that I love every much.” you try to explain but he stopped you, “with who? Who did you lose it too ma kalin? His voice was soft, almost a whisper and his gaze doesn’t falter, “Adrik, we went to a party and met up there and I was feeling a bit awkward and he stayed with me so I wouldn’t feel uncomfortable. The next few days he’d spend more time with me and he was sweet, but when he requested to court me, I declined, it was the day before you came back home.” 

Lo’ak didn’t say anything, he just took in your words. Yours eyes started to flutter as you drifted away to sleep waiting for his response. Lo’ak watches you drift off to sleep right in front of him but his brain didn’t even process it. He admired your features but he wasn’t thinking about that, no. 

Lo’ak was thinking about how you fucked someone else, his entire life he stayed by your side and the moment he leaves you fall into bed with another man. He doesn’t blame you though, it natural you were alone and someone took advantage of your kind and submissive nature. It was his fault, he should have never left you. Maybe then you would have fallen into bed with him. 

Lo’ak didn’t mean to sleep with those other girls, after Nila he realized how much he really wanted that to be you and he regretted it ever since. When he left for the metkayina he wanted to take you, but he didn’t want to put you in unnecessary danger, no matter how much you cried for him to take you. That was the first time in his adult life he actually cried, it was because he left you.  

Now here you are sleeping comfortably in his bed, looking gorgeous as ever after you told him he made you lonely, “baby no I’m sorry...” Lo’ak whispered, scooting his body closer to yours. You had already fallen into deep sleep but it didn’t stop him from waking you. His large palm rested over the blanket on your hip shaking you slightly while calling your name.  

Lo’ak’s head came down to your neck, he rested his head on the pillow behind yourself and pushing his head into your skin meeting it with his lips. He kissed and whispered into your skin, “wake up kalin please” his voice was strained, desperate, “have to tell you something.” when your stir your body and open your sandy eyes you don’t see Lo’ak, you feel him. 

His body was pressed up against yours even though he’s bigger than you, his feet almost hang off the bed as he finds solace in the feeling your skin, you listen to him sweetly ask you to wake up so he can talk to you, you feel his hands squeeze your hip but they don’t really move from the spot, only to shake you. You feel his breath kiss your neck, the coolness that settles every time he inhales and the heat you feel when he exhales.  

“Lo’ak” you whisper and his head whips up to look at you, his body shuffles up so your lay face to face but he didn’t pull back to give you space, he stayed pressed up against you, “I’m so sorry I left you kalin, I should have fought harder for you to come with us, I am sorry” his apology catches you by surprise. “Lo’ak you do not need to apologize for that it is okay you are back-” 

“No but it is not okay, it’s my fault you slept with him, your first time shouldn’t have been because you felt alone, because I left you alone, I’m sorry, I’m sorry” Lo’ak cut you off desperately trying to win your forgiveness, every pause in his sentence he kissed you on your cheeks, both sides got equal love he even kissed the corners of your lips at one point, it was like he wasn’t thinking straight.  

“I shouldn’t have slept with those girls, I’m sorry they weren’t you, when I left, I searched in every girl for even a little sliver of you but no one was the real thing, I’m sorry you had to find comfort in someone else I promise I’ll never leave you again.” you take in his words, not fully processing but you tried to find a way to understand.  

“Lo’ak want are you trying to say?” your voice comes out a bit mean but you don’t think anything off it. He does though, he pulls his lips away from your face to look at you, his ears are pinned down as he looks into your green eyes due to the dark room. Even though his are almost the same shade, Lo’ak thinks yours are so much more beautiful. The slight difference in your eyes makes it all the more beautiful in his opinion, he has never seen this color on anything in his life, no plant, flower or vine has ever come close to how beautiful the shade of green your eyes are.  

You seem to finally process how mean you sounded and brought your hands up quickly too his face, his hands were still situated around your waist, and the rest of his body was still pressed up against yours except for his face and chest, “wait, I didn’t mean it like that, you just- you woke me up apologizing for something I have never blamed you for, I want to know the reason is all” you pull him closer and rest your forehead to his. 

Lo’ak sighs into your touch, your voice is so soothing to him, he could listen to you talk all day. He closes his eyes and takes in your words letting them resonate with him, you don’t blame him, he shouldn’t blame himself. Lo’ak raises his head from yours and looks you in the eyes, “I- I love you; I was waiting for the right time to tell you but I don’t think any time could be better than this, holding you close to me, in bed, this is all I want for the rest of my life I love you” his words are nervous but you couldn’t have been happier hearing them.  

“Oh Lo’ak, I love you too-” he doesn’t wait for you to finish your sentence, just pulling you close, kissing you on the lips. The action surprises you but you don’t push him away only melting into the feeling of his soft lips. You only break the kiss to get some air and again he tried to kiss you almost immediately. It makes you giggle how sweet he looks wanting to kiss you so bad, cute blush on his face as he looks at you, “Patience Lo you will get whatever you want, but first I wanna know what brought this on” you tease him. 

Your hands run down his neck to his chest and back up, you watch him close his eyes feeling your touch and it makes you giddy, you’ve never seen Lo’ak look so fragile before, it is quite loving to see him relax with you into such a state, “I made a mistake, you shouldn’t have slept with him, I wanted to be the one to do that. I know it sounds selfish and you had every right to do what you did but I can’t help but feel like if I was still here, it would have been me”  

His words make you melt, “It is not your fault. Do not blame yourself you can still make me yours; it was only one time and if I’m being honest the only way I got through it was thinking about how much I wanted it to be you...” you voice is soft, shy as you confess to him, you lean towards him and press a soft kiss on his nose. 

“Let me make it up to you” his words are almost slurred and his blush deepen from the kiss. Before you could protest Lo’ak slide his was between your thighs flipping your loincloth up exposing you to him. You try to close your legs but his big body stopped your movements, “Please, I promise I’ll make you feel good, please let me get a little taste”  

His words make your cunt gush, you hoped he wouldn’t notice to way you got wet so easily but it didn’t matter much when you gave into him nodding your head for him to touch you. “Want to hear you say it kalin, tell me you want me down here”  

This man is down bad for you and you both know it, the thought makes you clench around nothing, “Want you Lo, make me feel good” your voice comes out as a softly but he hears it, not wanting to wasting anymore time he licked a stride up your slit sucking on your clit, you weren’t expecting it to feel so good when you agreed but damn he is amazing, you don’t want to think about where he learned to do this so well but it benefits you entirely. You whimper and feeling his tongue glide along your wet folds and flicker at your clit, it doesn’t take long before he throws you into your orgasm making you gush in his mouth. Lo’ak is reeling between your thighs as he shoves his head in deeps almost disappearing from your view when you clench on his tongue repeatedly, he doesn’t waste a drop. 

When he licks you clean, he raises his head panting, his lower face is messed up with your essence making you turn your head from him shying away. Lo’ak chuckles as he watches you blush and bite on your middle finger glancing at him. He kisses and sucks his way up your body leaving marks on your thighs, hips, abdomen until he makes it to your covered chest.  

“Can I take it off please?” his voice is so sweet but you let him do it anyways. He wastes no time getting you naked after he got your verbal confirmation. Lo’ak takes a minute to admire your bare body before him, his hands run up and down your slim, sexy waist thinking about how soft your skin is, how amazing you look in the dimly lit room, he sees everything so clearly as if the sun was shining down on you. Thats a thought, imagine having you sprawled out naked in the forest taking his cock, he can’t wait for all the fun that comes with being in love with you.  

He snaps out of his thoughts when your hand reaches down to palm him in his loincloth noticing the obvious bulge. Lo’ak groans when his feels your hand squeeze him, “wanna make you feel good too Lo” you bite your lip looking at his strong figure above you, your voice was soft but not a whisper you wanted him to hear how much you wanted to please him and he certainly did.  

“Fuck baby, you’re just perfect aren’t you, wanna suck on my cock for me to feel good...Eywa you really are fucking perfect aren’t you.” he doesn’t move your hand from his covered cock but brings a hand to stroke your hair sweetly. This man just had a way of making you feel submissive for him, his hand runs through the strands of your hair petting the top of your head occasionally. You looked up at him with such lust, you want him so bad, “yea Lo, wanna be good for you” you say sweetly looking right at him. 

Your words make his cock jump under your touch which in turn make you giggle while you look at him, neither of you have broken eye contact yet when he bends his body over yours brining his lips down to kiss you sweetly on the mouth. Lo’ak makes you swoon in that kiss, when he pulls away you raise your head chasing his lips. 

“Kalin, as much as I wanna feel this sweet mouth on my cock, tonight is about you. Tonight, I want you to have everything you deserve” his voice is calm, soft but steady, you know he means what he is saying to you. Lo’ak removes his hands from you and unties his loincloth letting his harden cock bounce freely in the air. The exposure makes his hiss and he strokes it slowly.  

You watch him pump his cock in his hand, he is huge, a little on the thin side but his cock was still thick and the length...he was so long you think he could possibly touch the inside of your belly button. He lines up his cock with your slit pushing in slowly, his gaze shifts from your tight hole taking him in and your screwed up face. He feels the way your small cunt stretches to accommodate him and he drops his head on your collarbone when he bottoms out, “Fuck kalin, did you- are you sure you’re not a virgin? You are so fucking tight” he mumbles into your skin. 

“You-you’re so big Lo-” your voice stutters and he’s not even moving yet, you definitely boast his ego but you sound so good talking to him like that, he almost cums in the stop. He knows what you are trying to say, he understands but he wants to hear you say it, “Hmm, you think so sevin?” he raises his head to look at you watching you bite your lip and nod your head. 

Lo’ak pulls back giving and experimental thrust and when you moan, he swears he hears paradise. Lo’ak takes it as a sign to set a nice pace for it, it’s not too fast but enough to make you mewl out for him. Your arms come to wrap around his neck pulling his down to meet your lips. Lo’ak doesn’t want to muffle your sounds he wants to hear everything, but he just can’t resist his sweet girls asking for a kiss.  

When his lips touch yours your body stutters, you clench on him unintentionally making him moan into your mouth. Lo’ak quickens his speed feeling the way your lips no longer kiss him, your sounds travel from your mouth to his, lips touching sweetly as you tell him how good you feel. “Yea? Feels good? You feel so fucking good too baby, clenching on my cock like that, you’re gonna make me cum”  

His words send a jolt of electricity through your body, his lips travel down to your neck sucking on the sweet spot that makes your legs weak. You whimper loudly into the air when you feel your orgasm creeping up on you. “Lo- Lo’ak wanna cum!” your voice is pitched another octave when you speak to him, “Cum baby, wanna feel you cum in my cock, doing so fucking good for me, such a good girl, cum for me” Lo’ak groans when you gush on his cock clamping down in him tightly.  

He follows right behind you pulling out and aiming to cum on your stomach, but his cum shoots out landing of your naked tits. The cool air makes your shiver as you come down from your high. You watch him pant above you as if he’s so worn out now, he drops beside you on the bed reaching for his discarded loincloth to clean up your body. Not that he would be needing it now.  

Lo’ak sits up dipping the cloth into some warm water then swiping it on your cunt, the feeling making you flinch but welcome the feeling when he pulls away and you’re clean again. You never thought he’d be one for such aftercare but here he was surprising you again.  

You yawn cutely catching his attention and he crawls into bed next to you tossing the cloth aside. He pulls you close your back against his chest and he kiss your shoulder and neck whispering how good you did for him, how amazing you felt, and sweet compliments that would make you blush if you weren’t so tired. You drift off to bed in his strong arms listening to him tell you how much he loves you, you really couldn’t have felt more loved than you do in this moment.   

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[idcbabyialreadylostmymind]

Pregnacy and Birth with Norm Spellman

Pairing- Norm x Na'vi!reader

Summary- Pregnancy with Norm and his Na'vi wife!!!!!!!

Request-yes

A/N- @disaster-in-waiting I remembered you said you wanted to be tagged in Norm fluff also there is probably hella spelling errors but I'm to lazy to fix it

muntxatan- husband

When the Tsahik told you that you were pregnat, Norm was so happy, almost happier than the day he met you but nothing can beat that in his opinion but there were a few things he didn't know about pregnacy.

He didn't really notice that his pants and shirts started to dwindle down until he only had a shirt that was two sizes to big. He searched everywhere and then he went to your home, ''Hey baby have you seen any of my cloth-'' cutting himself off it seemed you made a little nest, with his clothes. ''Hello muntxatan.'' You yawn you had just woken up. ''My clothes.'' he tried to contain the little laugh he had in his chest, Eywa he wasn't even mad he just fell deeper in love with you as he watched you curl into the nest of band tees, and skinny jeans.

Oh how he loved to lay on you stomach, feelng you stomach round with a baby in it! His baby, he was so happy that you chose him. And when he was in human form he was the perfect height to do what he loved. ''Norm my kalin, I must lie down real quick someone must be mad at mama today.'' you say lieing down on the larger bed in the lab. Norm looks over as you plop down rubbing your tummy talking to it, he smiles ear to ear work could wait, he wanted to see his wife. He walked over and lied between your legs and you just tilted your head to the side. ''Work?'' you whispered. He shook his head as he rubbed your stomach placing a few kisses on it whispering stuff to the baby. You could only smile at the interaction, so happy he was yours.

And then the mood swings began and no one was prepared for this. Norm held your hand and your back as he led you into the den and sitting down infront of the fire. ''Norm give me that bannafruit.'' You say grabbing the cutting board and knife. Norm looked around for a minute and then his eyes widened he was searching around frantically and then the worst hap happened. No. Bannafruit. ''Baby I think we used the last of it this morning.'' He said and you had looked like a puppy that just got kicked. ''Oh don't cry.'' He rushed over to you. ''Well if you tell me not to cry I'm gonna cry.'' You say covering your face as you cry into them. ''no no no we'll get some tomorrow, we have been using it a lot.'' And then he relized he fucked up as you crie harder. ''I'm so huge thats what your saying I'm as big as a planet I can't.'' he rubbed soothing circles on your back but that seemed to make you cry harder. ''Your not huge rember you have a whole baby in there your feeding and protecting two people I think thats bad ass.'' You sniffle at his words. ''yeah your right ooo do we habe strumbee soup.'' you smiled as you grabbed a spoon and get some soup. He was stumped by the course of emotions you body just went through.

And Neytiri was pregnat with her second son and you helped each other. With chores, with hunts even though both of your husbands suggest otherwise, and you gossip. ''Did you see Ninat's sons hair they need to get that under control.'' You giggle at her words as you weeve a leaf through the bottom of a half-way made basket. ''I agree maybe we can talk about doing hair and we can just slip in ''I'd be glad to do anyones hair.'' '' Neytiri shakes her head. ''What! It would be nice.'' While you two gossip your husbands watch across the way. ''Do you think they are gonna gang up on us.'' Jake asked. ''Anyday now.'' He says squinting as you tilted your head back.

And then it happened.

It was just another day your reached down and grabbed a basket of yovo fruit putting it on your hip and then you fell the rush of something coming out of you and down you leg. You drop the basket and waddle over to Norm. ''Norm the ball dropped.'' Once the words left Norm was running to Tsahik leaving you in the dust, and then he ran back to you now guiding you to the Tsahik. ''Rember breath.'' He said doing those stupid breathing excersises he read about.

And now here you are on the birthing cot Norms hand in yours gripping it to death. ''It's okay your doing great.'' Norm encouraged as you groaned. ''Get it out of me!'' you screeched. ''Okay Y/N push, push.'' You did you pushed as hard as you could. ''I see it head.'' Mo'at yelled as you pushed once more as their head popped out you were tired, so tired. ''Just two more pushs. you took a deep breath adn pushed one hard time and then again this being your hardest push and then you hear crying you open your eyes and smile. Mo'at hands you the baby, ''A girl.'' You smile down at your babygirl and press your head to hers. You look up at Norm as the baby touches your face. Norms eyes filled with tears, but he wasn't sad far from it he was happy, with his family.

[halfamask]

Soft gentle life between dark signers and Grand Prix headcannons of the garage apartment boys who absolutely do not know how to live a soft, normal life. (Inspired by that one filler episode of jack trying to a get a job)

- Yusei does most of the cooking because while the other two can scrape together a meal they either put together the bare minimum for nutrition (chicken and rice with a veggie smoothie style) or go absolutely ham with sweets and expensive products and he cannot live with that. Plus he enjoys cooking because once you figure out the basics you can get creative and trial and error and It’s kind of like working on his bike.

- They really lean into the bachelor pad lifestyle thing. The most expensive things in the apartment are their duel runners and their video game console for the tv. They have a shabby beat up couch but sit on the floor half the time anyways. Jack insists on having one spot he likes on the couch be “his” spot and Crow and sometimes Yusei will run, like literally haul ass, to the couch to sit in that spot and piss him off.

- They have had physical altercations over this spot.

- They don’t bother with bed frames and just toss mattresses on the floor of their one bedroom. They tend to have their fair share of nightmares, especially Yusei dreaming about his duels with Kalin, but when one of them wakes up in a cold sweat one of the other two will undoubtedly be up out of bed making them their favorite tea (akiza put them onto tea it’s doing wonders but only jack will admit to liking it). Sometimes yusei’s nightmares will get so bad that jack and crow wil say fuck it, move their mattresses to his, and use the warmth of their bodies and the weight of their arms around his to get him to feel secure enough that he’ll finally rest, physically knowing that his friends are ok and alive and literally on him. When they wake up no one mentions that they’ve been three way spooning the whole night basically.

- Jack is such a coffee snob and will treat the boys to the best beans and a nice espresso machine which crow thinks is the hugest waste of money ever but uses more than he does (because he is perpetually tired from work)

- It takes a second for Jack and Crow to get used to Leo, Luna, and Akiza just coming over to talk to Yusei or hang out. Leo immediately closes the gap by gushing to Jack, well, about himself, and Jack’s soon regaling him with tales of his best duels and Crow’s competing by telling him about his run ins with sector security (only the PG stuff) and teaching him to build things. Jack eventually forms a connection with Luna and Akiza because he gets what it’s like to be more reserved but still be dramatic and have a rich life and eventually they’re talking about dueling or books (for some reason I headcannon jack as the biggest reader of the three but also that Luna loves to read) or things to do in new domino.

- They also have chill table top duels with Leo, Luna, and Akiza and Jack and Crow are surprised when Luna and Akiza give them a run for their money. (Sorry Leo but Luna’s the dueling prodigy).

- The three boys will have their own three way duel game nights. These inevitably end in them physically tussling around the living room.

- Yusei and Crow have to make a chore chart bc Jack never wants to do household chores (living with Goodwin’s funding made him mad spoiled) Jack will do the chores when put up to it but by god will he complain and trash talk then the whole time.

- They don’t talk about Kalin a lot. Or about those years when he was locked up and the three were living separately. It’s still obviously in the air, noticeable when Crow and Yusei go visit different groups of people in the Satellite and Jack stays with Martha basically the whole time. The days they go to visit though, they finish off with a meal at Martha’s so filling their stomachs hurt and a ride back to new domino city that’s slower than they usually ride, like they’re savoring the existence of the bridge and prolonging their time on it for as long as possible.

[zexalisliving]

I'm going to @ you, @darlingasta-not, whenever I come out with a new chapter so you can find it more easily.

You too, @pileofrocksjh.

This chapter is pretty short, but it should be good.

But without further ado, let's dive into the world of my cringy fiction!

Yuma rushed to Kalin’s bookstore, which was located by one of the many Kaibadomes in Domino City, as it was a popular location.

Yuma hurried inside. 

“Hey, Yuma!” Kalin said, upon his entry. 

“KALIN!” Someone said intimidatingly from behind him. 

Kalin turned around swiftly. “Yusei! When did you get here?” he asked. 

“I told you not to be friendly with…Yumes.” he said, almost disgusted by the sound of the name. 

“Oh, sorry Yuse.” Kalin said. He turned back to Yuma. “What do you want, Yumes?” 

Yuma looked around. “Do you got another chapter of Observation No. 39?” he asked. 

Kalin slapped his hand to his forehead and slowly dragged it down. “Yumes… this is the 14th time this week that you’ve come in here and asked about Observation No. 39!” he said. 

“... does that mean you have it?”

“No, Yuma. Art takes time. Come talk to me next week. Me and my business partner S.B should have a new chapter for you then.” Kalin sighed. 

“Aw, sweet!” Yuma skipped over to a nearby bookshelf. He grabbed issue 16 of Double D and brought it to the counter. “I’d like to purchase this book.” he said, like nothing had happened seconds before. “I’ve read every last one before it! It’s such a good story!” he plopped it down. 

“Yumes, my buddy, well not-so-much buddy… you’ve gotta’ cut back on these books. They’re not good for your health when you mass-read them!” Kalin said. 

Yuma rolled his eyes. “I’m hooked on em’, Kalin! I ain’t ever gonna’ stop reading them! They’re my passion, my purpose, my reason for living! I spent my entire life savings–75 cents and all– on my first Doujin called ‘Confessions’, and it changed my life!” 

Yusei glared. Kalin sighed. This happened a lot. Every visit meant a sale. Which was good. But every sale meant an ‘inspirational’ speech on why Yuma liked the books so much. Every visit was the same, with the rare exception that Yuma came in just for a browse of the recent Doujinshi when he wasn’t finished with the one he was on, and even that meant that he would go on and on about “the art, the story, the combination of talent and awesomeness made into a single, prize-worthy book of the ages”. 

Kalin learned how to tune the speeches out. Sometimes he would listen to “Take A Chance” on his headphones while Yuma went about talking, other times he just leaned on the counter out of boredom until he was done. He dozed off sometimes too. 

Yuma paid Kalin the money and skipped out of the store happily. 

Astral emerged from the Emperor’s Key with a shine. “What is that you are holding?” he asked.

“Issue #16 of Double D! I’ve been waiting a whole week for this!” Yuma said, his eyes glistening with happiness. “I am not certain of why you enjoy looking at these pictures. It is quite odd,” Astral stated. 

Yuma held the book up to the sunsetting sky. “You see this, Astral? It’s one of the best things to ever happen to me! It’s like watching a tv show, except you can watch it anywhere!” 

AStral looked at it. “I see…” he said hesitantly. “However, I do not understand your reasoning for choosing such… particular subjects.” 

Yuma lowered the book and blushed. “Cuz it’s fun and… sorta’... nice… to imagine…” 

Astral sighed and closed his eyes. “At least it is not last week’s ‘Zearu’.”    

------------------------------------------------------------------------------Just for some context, 'Zearu' is a story I haven't yet published about Yuma and Astral having a son or some weird crap. But Astral really doesn't like Keyshipping, so Double D, or 'Dark Desires' (which really is a real book, you can find it here:

so, yeah... hope you enjoyed it!

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My name is Kalin, no other names please! I am from Gabrovo, Bulgaria, so my second language is English (excuse my mistakes if there are any). My pronouns are they/them. My birthday is on July 13. I talk about/draw RCP (Robocar Poli).

(I also like hetalia, but that’s only exclusive to my twitter)

In RCP, I mainly draw Jin because she’s my favorite character (but I barely post about her becsuse I have too many drafts...) but Lifty is cool too!

I’m keeping my tumblr generally worksafe, but watch out for mentions of gore, NSFW, and adult stuff.

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#asks - me answering asks

#kalin art - my art

#kalin talking about stuff - talking about stuff, obviously

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There really isn't a dni... I don't care if your a weirdo, proshipper and whatnot, just don't be an ass or a zionist (This has to be said.)

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(Note: Twitter and Insta are separate from my real accounts, these are like alternate accounts, hence the little followers and following.)

italiandeficit on AO3 (watch out, 18+), Instagram and Twitter (no posts on insta tho)

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[seastarblue]

Creators Club: Trivia Tuesday

✨Good day!✨

for this Trivia Tuesday, I’m gonna talk about the behind-the-scenes parts of Interwoven! (Deathless)

under the cut bc it got a little long:

tldr is Kaiden was a fairy Once Upon a Time, now she’s way way wayyyyyy different, this is basically a glorified yap sesh lmaooo also a lil SeaArtTM so ehehe

Now even though Kaiden is the main character, she’s not the first character from this world. I think that honor goes to Saffron, the fairy captain of the Fifth Order of the Azari. But I’ll talk about Saffy some other time!

The reason I thought of Saffron first (because frankly I kinda forget she exists sometimes) was because Kaiden used to be a fairy as well! I think she (Kai) had green butterfly wings and bright green eyes to match. I changed her design constantly over the years, but this design stuck for about two whole ones.

Also her name was not always Kaiden, her name progression went like:

Naomi,

Jacks,

Jaqueline,

Malakai,

Kalin,

just Kai,

then Kaiden!

Here’s a lil thing of what I remember (it’s been about five years so bear with me):

So yeah. She’s changed quite a bit: she’s now human, not tiny (she’d have been about 4’8”? Now she’s 5’8”), she doesn’t look like she’ll bite your kneecaps, and she now has locs.

She also now uses a different weapon, two dagger-like blades as opposed to a hatchet (ik it don’t LOOK like one but believe it does ok thanks).

Her story has changed a lot too! I think she was a … renegade… someone? actually I don’t remember, but it certainly wasn’t a bounty hunter like now.

I could probably reuse this design though—who knows!

Anyways, I think that concludes Trivia Tuesday! Have a great day everyone, and I hope I didn’t bore you lols

@bardic-tales

[wordslikesilver]

Have I ever talked about my most insane crack ship ever on here before, I was telling some friends about it last night and now I just gotta share the lunacy. Note this is explicitly a non romantic ship, I just think these two would be amazing friends and get along wonderfully.

Rosalina from Super Mario Galaxy and Yusei Fudo from Yugioh 5Ds.

Okay so hear me out Yusei is this super kind and gentle gifted mechanic and physicist who is deeply altruistic right down to his core so OF COURSE he’d help Rosalina on the Comet Observatory if he ended up there. Please imagine him working away in the engine room to help keep the place running and help with maintenance on the reactor while lil Lumas are like, carrying a big heavy toolbox and cutely failing or playing around with his goofy ass hair. Then you’ve got Rosalina, this kind, loving, deeply gentle motherly woman who takes care of the Lumas. Now imagine her being protected by Stardust Dragon and calling forth its evolutions with her wand or carrying a baby stardust dragon in her arms or on her shoulder. Taking a nap under one of Stardust Dragon’s tattered wings over in the Garden.

I explicitly see them as just friends because I feel like Rosalina has something otherworldly and cosmically distant about her that makes her not really feel like a normal human you’d romantically bond with the same way, she’s simply the mother and caretaker of the stars. Yusei is in love with his motorcycle and Bruno. Speaking of his motorcycle just imagine him like, him going through launch stars streaking through the skies on his bike, a big thing in the show being the feeling of freedom and exhilaration that comes with speed. One of Yusei’s most formative duels was on a Rainbow Starlight Road outrunning the pull of a black hole. Speaking of which, I especially imagine just the most wretchedly heartbreaking scene where as he’s going between galaxies finding and dueling for power stars for the CO, he comes upon a galaxy eaten to bits by little black holes and when he reaches the end, Bruno steps out of one, changed horribly by something dark in the endless void and the emotional trauma that would lead to. The processing of grief over losing his boyfriend a second time. No I never said I was a good person, cry about it. Maybe like, Bruno is possessed by the big bad that attacked the CO again and resulted in Yusei ending up there needing to help and he’s trying to free Bruno from this dark influence, just like he had to do with his other ex Kiryu/Kalin when he was a Dark Signer. Anyways yeah, instead of the crimson dragon which left at the end of 5D’s, Yusei is empowered by the Mother of the Cosmos and he gets like new Stardust Lumas he can summon to help him and all that cool stuff. Are you seeing my vision, it’s insane but it cooks and you fucking know it cooks deep in your heart.

[kuriboo]

Crow! Because fnuy.

fnuy bird man! i do love he greatly. i'm not as feral about him as i am others, but he is a good good boy and i would protect him if he didn't insist on protecting me because i'm a weak little shit.

Why I like them/why I don’t There's so much to love about Crow. He's such a kind, nurturing soul to any kids around him. He's also not afraid to talk shit to people who deserve it, and he has the ability to back himself up. This boy is multifaceted! He's got it all, the whole package. What I like about their appearance I like his hair, and I like his outfit. The forehead marker, however, does not do it for me, sorry. I think I should blame Dragon Ball Z for this one; I see a giant M on someone's forehead and go whoops that's a bad guy. Didn't care for the design choice there, either. Not a bad thing by any means, this is just personal preference. The rest of him is great. He has a cute face OTP It is really hard for me to ship Crow with just one person... He's just so poly to me, sorry. If I had to put him in a monogamous relationship, however, it'd probably be Crow/Akiza. Which isn't my favorite Crow ship, but incidentally may be one of my favorite Akiza ships. Everything from the WGRP leading up to their duel against Sherry in Ark Cradle... Beautiful. I care them. NOTP Only thing that comes to mind is I don't care so much for shipping him with the Arc V cast, outside of Jack. I didn't like Shinji so I didn't ship him and Crow at all. Other than that, I can't really think of anything. Like, I can't remember Crow having any meaningful relationships with adults that I didn't care for. OT3 Yusei/Jack/Crow Honorable mention: Yusei/Jack/Crow/Kalin Favourite card they use I love the imagery of the name "Shura the Blue Flame". I also love the archetype spells and traps. Crow's a scrappy little guy.

Favourite moment they were in If I gotta pick just one... I really want to pick all of roommates arc (pre-WGRP, the beginning of that season, with Yusei and Jack and Crow living together in an apartment and just all the slice of life from that part of the season). I can't really pick a specific moment in there. The time Jack got arrested? Crow and Jack moping because Yusei's attention is all focused on Bruno? All the times Crow yelled at Jack for spending all their money on coffee? I can't. It's all so good.

Honorable mention: The fact that Crow was meant to be like a rival to Yusei, but the popularity of his archetype was so strong that it made him a good good boy instead. It's so funny to me. Least favourite moment That argument at the beginning of Arc V's Synchro arc where Crow and Yuya argue whether food or smiles are more important. Because I definitely agree with Crow on that one, but the whole thing just gives me secondhand embarrassment for some reason. Would I fuck, marry or kill them

Absolutely marry. Anyone who wants to kill Crow has to be heartless, have you looked at him? Have you heard his voice? Have you seen him smile? I'm not mentally unwell about him, but literally anyone would be lucky to have the chance to marry this man.

[gx-gameon]

So this is for your Jaden in 5DS AU

1. what other temporal consequences occur as a result of Jaden missing for 30 + years? (Especially since you're considering letting Jaden and Jesse stay in 5DS permanently)

Like something Jaden would have solved/prevent but didn't cause he was flung into the future. I know the GX and DM cast will definitely be older now (and some might be gone )

2. What's Jaden and Jesse's reaction when he learned about 'future' events like Zero Reverse, Satellite and the Dark Signers ?

I need to talk about this au more.

Here’s the thing. If we are doing time travel, especially one that won’t be a closed loop, where we don’t return to the original time. I don’t think there is anything that “changes” Jaden was always going to travel forward.

Now if he stayed in his time I don’t think the Arcadia movement would ever really get started. Between Jaden, Jesse, and Chazz there are a lot of people who are well versed in there spiritual powers.

Jesse’s whole dream is to be a bridge between people and spirits and that’s what Jaden sets out to do once he leaves school.

It’s weird that a whole public cult appears that takes in young physic duelist and trains them as soldiers would exist in a world where Jaden, Jesse, and Chazz are around. Like maybe they are only in Domino city but that’s still weird. Unless Jaden and Jesse (maybe Chazz) aren’t around.

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As far as Jaden and Jesse’s responsed to Reverse Zero, Satellite, and Dark Signers. It’s the same way we feel when we hear about horrific things in the past.

There is no way Jaden could have stoped Reverse Zero and the resulting prejudice and injustice faced by the people of Satellite. He’s upset about what happened. The destruction of the city. The way his friends have been treated/still treated. But there is nothing he can do about it right now. (Maybe he makes notes for if/when he travels back in time but as of right now there is nothing to be done)

Now the Dark signers is a little different. He appears pretty soon after the Dark signer arc ends. Again there is nothing he can do about the events of the Dark signers.

But it allows him to bond with Carly and Kalin. If the two of them remember their past as Dark Signers Jaden relates to them. He was the Supreme King he knows what it feels like to not be in control while a darker version of you does horrific things to those you care about.

[anxso]

@ygoc-week Day 7 - AU

YU-GI-OH! 5D’S — RAIN ORICHALCUM

Clear Skies is a story that involves multiple timelines and a version of Z-ONE trapped, trying to find a solution to a time loop. This VERY mucH revolves around Rain and Kalin.

One timeline we get to see is a brief snapshot of an attempt where Z-ONE defeats Roman and is able to restore Rain’s memory prior to her awakening in the Satellite, so during the Team Satisfaction era she’s instead a murderer-menace.

Yet stilllll ends up in a relationship anyway and is facing a firing squad for the things she and Kalin have done. He sets off an explosion, and they manage to escape.

It gets cut off there in the main story BUT I honestly was so enamored with this timeline that I wrote out how they ended up warming up to each other. This one-shot is prettttty long, almost 4k words! but I’m happy I get to share it for OC Week! I originally wrote this for the Angstober prompt “Crimes of Passion” because oh, doesn’t that fit them perfectly?

WARNINGS FOR THIS ONE-SHOT: alcohol use, gun violence, a drinking game that gets. hot n heavy. implied/offscreen nsfw (nothing that would be an E rating on AO3, don’t worry~!)

full fic under the cut :3c

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Soft beeps filled the hospital room. Kalin Kessler had fallen asleep on his knees, his hand in Rain Orichalcum’s; she lay comatose on the bed. Z-ONE appeared in the visitation seats in a green flash wearing a blank expression.

“Again. Again,” Z-ONE whispered. “How many times have I been here?”

A swirl of violet flames birthed the figure of a Dark Signer, Ccapac Apu wearing Rain’s skin. Its black robes lined with blue drank in the noonday sunshine. Its drawn hood casted shadows over its dark eyes, but its grin was free and bright. “If it isn’t the worthless machine back again! What are we at now? Should I be celebrating three thousand?”

“When you are snuffed out,” Z-ONE said, “those taunts will vanish with you along with all the anguish you have woven into the universe.”

“Little old me?” It feigned surprise. “But I was happy to eat up one timeline! Here you are creating ever more for me to feast. Tell me, rusty bucket of bolts, do you ever consider how those timelines end up? Ever had one stick in the old brain?”

“What? No. It doesn’t… matter.”

“Oh, but it does. A tree fallen in the forest may go unheard by humanity yet makes sound enough to scatter the birds, and a timeline abandoned by your sorry self continues to spiral until ending up in my wondrous arms. Or are you a depressed solipsist?”

Z-ONE stared. “I go on. It is what I do.”

“The weight of it all must eat you up.” The wicked god hovered over Z-ONE, spittle flying with its words. “The decisions you’ve made and the sheer agony they’ve resulted in. I know you lie to me. They’re lodged in your brain as much as I continue to experience them—every timeline continuing on, every light for me to consume! You should try godhood sometime, but oh, no machine could process it. You would fall to pieces. I suppose it wouldn’t matter, since you’re already a heap of junk!”

Z-ONE’s fists balled. “I am no god. Nor am I a machine. The probability exists. I merely have to find its branch. Your days have been numbered from the start. As for the other branches…”

Z-ONE stood. “A god such as you exists simultaneously on every timeline, and so you will be eradicated everywhere; everywhen.”

“Eradicated!” The wicked god laughed and slapped its knee. “Funny! You aaare funny. You don’t like to talk about them, but I have my favorites! Timelines you’ve screwed up, that is.”

“I’m done talking.” Z-ONE’s bracelet shone emerald. “I defy your ending.”

The wicked god rolled its eyes. “Whatever, whatever, see you next time around.” It cleaned beneath its grimy fingernails and studied Kalin and Rain.

Its smile curled up.

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One thousand three hundred and seventy-seven.

Z-ONE tampered with the game of gods by defeating Roman Godwin, possessed by Earthbound Immortal Uru. Uru had snatched Rain Orichalcum’s memories. She was left as a complacent girl with childlike naïvete. A chance run-in with Kalin Kessler netted her an opportunity to join Team Satisfaction and survive in the post-fallout wasteland known as the Satellite, an island used as garbage disposal for the nearby New Domino City.

The Rain Orichalcum who had her memories returned before any such meeting took place, before growing close to humans who showed her kindness and empathy, was a very different person indeed.

Smog intermingled with the gray clouds blanketing the overcast sky. Kalin Kessler strolled the grimy Satellite streets whistling a tune. He kicked a can as he went and periodically glanced up at the rooftops. He passed a pair of stray dogs fighting over a scrap of rotten food and tossed them a fresh granola bar. 

The hairs on the back of his neck lifted. Wind swept through the streets, carrying litter and brushing the collar of his Team Satisfaction vest against his cheek. He spun on his heel, his focus locked on the rooftop of the building behind him.

A pale woman with long, black hair and blue eyes glared down at him. Her legs dangled over the building's edge. Kalin said, "Heyo, it's just the girl I'm looking for!"

She thinned her eyes.

"Oh, how I enjoy our long and eventful conversations. You know, they've started calling you the shadow. I don't think it fits so much. What about something more creative, like, Raven!"

She rolled her eyes. 

"Not your name, then." He sighed and made a show of slumping sadly. "One of these days, I'll find it out! Eh, I have a more, uh, pressing priority today. You got a hard number on how many Securities you've killed?"

Her head tilted, expression unchanging. She held up both hands and lifted one finger, two fingers, all the way to ten. Then she curled her fingers and shrugged. 

"So many you don't know?" 

She confirmed with a nod. 

"See! That's a problem for us. You, too. They're hiking up their numbers in the Satellite and making it worse for every one of us. It goes pretty counter to what I'm trying to do around here, which is to stay on the low to keep Security out of our hair. S'long as we got a nice, united Satellite, Security's the only fuckheads. Make sense?"

She stared.

"Come on. There's gotta be something I can do to convince you to leave them alone. Anything you want? I'll find it. Anything you wanna do to me? Hell, murder me instead for all I care. The rest of my team can take it from there."

"Your logic is flawed," she said, and he jumped. Words! From her mouth! "Every human is a fuckhead."

He couldn't help it; he laughed. "Ah, you got me there! Hey, you duel? How about a bet?"

"I'll take a bet," she said, "but we'll play my game."

"What game's that?"

She smiled in a very unpleasant way. "Drinking. You pass out first, and you never acknowledge my existence again. I pass out first, and you get your wish. I'll leave the guys in gray alone."

Very many a thought raced through Kalin's mind. If this was her game, she was surely better prepared than him. On the other hand, he had biology on his side considering his size over her. "You got yourself a deal."

She dropped onto the street before him, her boots stirring dust. Her loose-fitting black shirt, one arm missing the fabric, swayed with her stride. He followed her without word and with a wide berth. He'd heard enough stories to know even a perceived slight could end his life.

Yet there he went, following the Satellite's infamous murderer to who-knows-where. If he survived, Yusei and Crow would kill him. Jack would shoot him one of his more judgmental looks.

Perhaps he should rethink this.

Nahh. It was for the good of them all, so he had to. Plus, free drinks. They might end up being straight up poison, buuut-

"Here," she said.

Gray waves splashed up the high, craggy shoreline. Across the inlet, New Domino City caught rays of sunshine. The smog in this part of the Satellite, so close to the factories, blocked out the sun. She stood inside a control building connected to a now-defunct hydropower plant. The steel dam still stood, and trash floated on the disgusting green water behind it. 

Kalin followed her inside. She wound down a steel staircase. Their clanging footsteps echoed, testaments to how deep the plant stretched. She stopped three stories down. The emergency generators kept on the lights, and select rations lay scattered on the many control panels. In the corner lay a sleeping bag, an unlit lantern, and scattered bottles. 

She struck a match and lit the lantern. He studied the place. A few cockroach corpses rested here and there but nothing serious. He said, "Must stay pretty warm way down here in the winter."

She yanked down a large switch on the wall, and the humming overhead lights shut off. Screens and buttons provided minimal bright blue lighting. Most came from her lantern, a buttery orange glow. "Do you feel colder now?"

"Huh? Not really."

"The electricity here keeps the heat going," she said. "Since I don't need it, well. There it goes."

He kept a straight face, but it wasn't the greatest news to hear. They hadn't reached the snowy part of the year but the chill was enough to wake him up in the middle of the night. He'd worn only his typical red t-shirt, jeans, vest, and boots. His socks had more holes than he could count, so the cold found his feet first. "Not many places still get heat. How'd you find this?"

"I'm not here for small talk." She picked up two glass bottles of clear liquid and dropped into a rotating chair. I took the one beside her. The pair of tall bottles rested between various knobs and dials, and the lantern sat on the floor between us. The upward casting of shadows darkened her eyes and the hollows of his cheeks. She said, "Truth or dare's the game. If you pick truth, you drink."

The thought of what she might dare him to do skyrocketed his pulse. He said, "You should drink first. Y'know, so I'm sure you're not poisoning me."

She rolled her eyes and took a deep swig. "Guess I'm truth first."

"Your name!" he said. Uh. Surely there were better options, and yet.

"Rain," she answered. "Rain Orichalcum."

"Wow," he whispered. "Rain…"

"Don't- say it like that."

"Like what?"

She shook her head. "Your turn. Pick."

"Truth." He smelled the bottle. Fuck was it strong. He took a swig and coughed. Stuff almost came back up as vomit but he hit his fist against his chest and kept it down. The strength of it flooded his sinuses and lingered there. "Ugh, what the hell?"

She was laughing. He was too stunned to speak. She swiftly recovered her composure and swiped the bottle from him. "All the other stuff isn't strong enough."

"So you drink fucking rubbing alcohol?"

"Yes."

His brows shot up, and he studied the stuff with renewed interest. It'd hit him within seconds and he felt the urge to laugh even though nothing had happened. He rubbed his mouth and said, "Uh, your question?"

"What are you trying to do to this island? Conquer it?"

He blinked. "Kind of. I don't know. That doesn't sound like the right word. We're trying to, like- unite! Thaaat's the word. Yeah, so, right now it's split into a whole bunch of territories run by different gangs. They make life hell for anyone who's not in their gang, and lots of times, members of the gangs act like slaves to whoever the gang leader is. We're not like that. We wanna take them down and let everybody be free. We can make the Satellite as good a place to live as the City that way."

"Why do you believe that?" she said.

"Ha! I'm not drunk enough to fall for that. You gotta ask me next time."

"Fine." She drank. "Truth."

"Why do you keep killing people?"

She squinted and cleaned out her ear with a pinkie. "Do fuckheads deserve the lives they've been given if they use it only to abuse others? Take these other gangs, for example. Clearly you have a case of an individual with power who abuses it and takes advantage of those beneath the leader. Why should they continue to exist?"

He snorted. "Yeah, okay, they suck. Why does that mean you get to kill 'em? Like, why do you get to decide that?"

"I answered my question."

"Ugggh. How many in are we?"

"You've had two shots," she said. 

"What? No. I'm gonna fall out of the fucking chair! Whatever. I'll take a dare!"

Rain struck a match. A single strip of smoke rose up between them. "Your tongue. Five seconds."

"What the fuck?"

She arched an eyebrow. Psycho. Kalin opened his mouth. The heat started at the tip and slowly moved back inside his mouth, her fingers touching his lips. "One. Two. Three."

He shut his eyes tight against the searing pain. He smelled something burning. She dragged out her vowels: "Fooour…"

He clamped down his teeth, snatching the match and smothering it with his tongue. Her fingers came away wet, and she gaped at them. He grinned with the blackened match as his toothpick. "Five!"

She scowled and took a swig. "Truth."

"So boring!" A corner of his mouth quirked up. "How many shots does it take to get you to pass out?"

"To be determined."

He threw up his hands. The fact it didn't throw off his center of gravity was a good sign insofar. "Lemme ask a real one since you can't answer that. It's only fair." She nodded, so he said, "Why d'you hate people so much?"

A corner of her lip jumped with her snarl. "Because of what they did to me."

Hangups, eh. He considered the bottle. "Meh, do your worst. Dare again."

She giggled. He about fell into the floor hearing it. He deeefinitely had the lead. She said, "Really?"

"Yeah, really! What's the torture gonna be this time?"

She leveled an even stare at him. "Take off your shirt."

He busted out a laugh. Her expression didn't change. He said, "Oh, so I've caught the shadow's eye, huh?"

The chair spun behind Rain as she shot to her feet and gripped a fistful of his shirt. He grinned and held up his empty hands. She dropped him and sniffed. "I hope you freeze to death."

"Mhmm, that's it." He was too far gone to fear her snarl. He tossed off his vest and peeled off his shirt, stretching to leave his broad shoulders. She sat with the chair backwards, her chin resting on its cushioned back. The bottle dangled from her fingers. She kept her eyes locked with his. The cold raised bumps on his skin but the thundering pump of his blood kept him plenty warm. He smiled, saying, "I can tell you're trying sooo hard to keep your eyes up there."

Her expression soured. She downed three massive gulps, finishing the bottle, and tossed it aside. "Truth."

"Do I get three?"

"I'll ssstab you," she said. 

Her blinks were getting uneven, too. That with the slurring meant very good things for him. He nabbed the next bottle. "Are you really gonna follow through on our bet?"

She let her arms dangle over the chair, and her cheek pressed against the chair. "Mmm. I would still defend myshelf."

The lantern flickered yet the light was bright in his eyes–electric. "Myshelf?" 

"Shut up. You take three. You slowed down too fast for it to be fun."

He swallowed a trio of the nasty stuff. He stumbled and had to find his chair with a probing hand. "That answer works for me. I get a truth now, right?"

"Yeah." She stood up and swayed. A firm hand on the chair kept her upright. "What the hell is with your interest in me? You're always talking to me and wanted my name and- you've heard about me. You know what I've done."

There was a tremble to her that could've come from any number of things. Kalin chalked it up to the alcohol. "Suuure. I've got connections. I know the witnesses. Funny thing about all the stories is how all those kills were for the purpose of protecting a victim. Crazy stuff! There's always someone who was in danger and got away."

"That's not true," she hissed.

"Okay, take your sip and lemme ask you for the truth."

She grit her teeth and growled. "Dare."

"I get mine now? Finally!" He crossed his arms over the back of his chair. "Shirt off."

"What?" 

"Come on. You can't act that way when you made me do it."

Her inhale was sharp. Her focus rolled down his bare arms and abdomen. Her frown was a tight little thing as she threw off her black shirt. Loose gauze bound her chest. The lantern light caught on the light hairs surrounding her navel and trailing up her flat stomach to the white wrappings, the topmost loop of which was juuust open enough-

"Stop," she snapped.

"Yeah, yeah. The hell do I do? I think if I have another sip I'll, like, die." 

There was also the curve of her hips, how the lantern's flicker played its soft and warm light over her skin disappearing into her waistband-

"Dare," he managed.

"I dare you to claw out your own fucking eyes."

He blinked and stared at his hands. "Shit."

Rain doubled over laughing. She stumbled, hit the floor, and lay on her back still busting a gut. He started in with her. She said, "Dumbass."

"How'd you know the nickname my friends gave me?"

They broke down into a new fit. 

"I dare you to drink more," she said.

"Huh? That's gotta be against the rules!"

"Fuck your rules."

"Can't argue with that," he said, and he drank. He couldn't taste it anymore. Probably he was dying or something, but what a way to go. "Your turn."

She pushed up off the floor. "Dare."

The lantern was low and sputtering. He leaned into the dark and said, "Touch me."

Her eyes widened, the reflected spot of orange like a sunburst sky. He laughed and ran his hand through his hair. "No, that was stupid, I-"

But she was approaching him, cautious like a feral animal attracted to proffered food. He stood stock still. She studied him from his ice-blue locks long enough to fall in his face to his warm hazel eyes to his bare chest. Her fingertip pressed onto his sternum and traveled down, tracing the outline of his abs, leaving a hot touch in every trench. He realized he was hearing her breaths, loud and echoing, and he was holding his own without meaning to. She pressed her hand to his stomach, and he gasped, the incredible warmth of her enticing a shiver throughout all of him.

"You know," she whispered, her fingertips glancing up his chest to land on his shoulder, "I think it's your turn."

He could only remain upright and breathe.

"Kalin?" she said.

A shaky exhale left him. He laughed a little, and she squeezed his shoulder. "This is the greatest day of my life."

"Huh?"

"You said my name," he murmured, staring up at the ceiling. "And I've never heard it said better."

She clicked her tongue and turned away. "I can tell I'm drunk because that one kind of worked."

His arm looped around her waist. "How much?"

She shook him off, and he stepped back. She said, "Drink or don't. I'm still gonna win."

He took a swig. His vision went blurry for a few seconds but he managed to blink it away. "Ask away."

She met his eyes and said, "What do you want to do to me?"

His brows lifted and he had absolutely zero control over his stare landing on her chest, on the gauze-wrapped curves swelling and retreating with the rhythm of her breaths. She inched closer to him, licked her lips, and said, "Dare."

He pinched the end of the gauze above her cleavage and waited, the question in his eyes. Her fingers curled around his wrist and the smallest part of him, the still sober bit, expected his bones to snap. But she guided his hand to unwind the binding and free her bare skin. The white strips fell and curled around her feet. He stared at her and she at him, their exhales long and intermingling, the world silent outside the thrumming beats of their hearts.

She snuffed out the light with her bare fingertips and pressed her body to his. She kissed him and he tasted like bonfire smoke. He couldn't think beyond the need to be consumed by her heat like the damn match, left a burnt and useless nothing, and he didn't care. Her dark hair was silk through his fingers and he had to hold her ever closer. They fell onto the sleeping bag. The glow of the LED screens turned her eyes electric blue, and he grasped her face to brush his thumbs beneath them. She kissed him again and her fingers found his waistband. 

It's dark outside–a seemingly abrupt state but one that occurred gradually, the sunset a fleeting and dying beauty to behold.

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"We can't keep running forever. What do we do?" Kalin slammed his fist into the alley wall, and his knuckles bled. The pouring rain filled the open wounds. "I don't know what the fuck to do!"

Rain sat slumped on the opposite side. The white roots of her hair showed on the crown of her head. The drizzle dripped down her face like stray tears. Blood mixed in the liquid from the cut on her cheek, the graze of a bullet. "The clothes factory?"

"Fucking Security knows about it, and about your power plant. The hideout, too. Shit. That explosion got you away from the firing squad but brought more of those fuckers out of the woodworks. Where do we go?"

"If I turn myself in-"

"Don't give me that shit. We go down, we go down together."

"I wouldn't be anybody without you!" she said. "You have to keep going, even if I-"

He took her hand between his. "You're everything, whether I'm there or not. Let's get going. Hard to hear with the rain, so we gotta stay on the move."

They climbed the rooftops. Flashlights attached to assault rifles cut through the storm. Shouts rang out but the downpour drowned them. Rain and Kalin ran from building to building, offering minimal exposure. Bullets fired. Glass shattered by them. They hit the deck and scrambled outside the back exit.

A horde of Securities awaited them. A pair filtered in from behind and jabbed them forward with their barrels. Rain followed Kalin's lead by holding up her empty hands. The Securities surrounding them were all poised and ready to fire their uncountable weapons. 

A voice crackled over their comms. The Security wearing a scarf clicked his radio, saying, "Roger."

All fronts fired at once. Rain screamed but the bullets whizzed past her and tore Kalin apart. The onslaught ceased. She dove to his side and gathered him in her arms but he was gone, gone. She roared and threw out her deck, touching every card. An army of monsters filled the sky. Dragons blasted Securities and blades stabbed clean through bulletproof vests. A panicked Security fired wildly, automatic weapon churning out bullet after bullet. Several Securities fell yet the attack of the enraged monsters did not end.

Scarlet blossomed from Rain's chest. She collapsed in a splash of water. The endless gray sky brought her back to that day so long ago it felt like decades past rather than months.

How love slows time.

Her breaths weakened, and her heartbeat slowed.

It doesn't have to end like this.

Violet blazed from both Rain and Kalin's forearms. The mark of the Giant glowed, and fuchsia flames ate away at their bodies until nothing remained.

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(reminder I’m just a writer, artist credit in alt text!)

OC week has been so great!!! I’ve loved seeing and reading about all your blorbos <3 (and I’m in a few nice OC spaces if anyone wants in/ to add on discord, anx)

[merikalin]

I’m back in this place again 😔

[lucky-ladybugs-lovelies]

Five Characters who have changed my life

I have been pondering a lot lately on the top characters who have changed my life. So it’s not like just a list of favorite characters or characters I like. It goes much deeper than that. One’s life truly can be deeply affected by amazing characters. I wanted to list the ones I felt have been most influential for me and why.

(Also, WTH, Tumblr, I forgot that if I make a numbered list, it turns everything into ones! And it won't let me edit that!)

Yugi Muto, Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters

Now, this is actually a bit of a curious choice because I wouldn’t say it’s Yugi himself I have seriously gravitated towards, but it’s his whole franchise in general. Yugi was the original protagonist along with Atem, and therefore, because YGO DM has changed my life more than any other franchise, I decided to give Yugi a position on the list even though there are other characters on the show who have intrigued me more. Seto was the first one I seriously fell hard for, but I ended up having a lot of issues with him by Battle City. Marik was perhaps the YGO character who was most important to me as a character alone, but he hasn’t influenced or fueled all or even most of my YGO works. YGO DM is Yugi’s show overall, and this show has inspired and shaped me like no other. Because of YGO, I learned how to seriously improve both my drawing and my writing. I could not draw a decent human before I discovered anime! And I have found so many friends because of my fanworks. Some of these people only stayed for a time. Others are still around now. I role-played, talked, shared so many things with these friends and their affect on my life can never be overstated. YGO DM was the gateway to so many wonderful things for me that as a sheltered home-schooled person I didn’t have a lot of access to before that. I think Kazuki Takahashi would be happy about that.

Radley, Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds

While Radley was not the first who interested me in 5Ds, no one else has seriously captured my imagination as he has. I love characters I can flesh out and characters I feel are or could be good, and he qualifies for all of that. But it’s not just a matter of loving to write about him. He, and Kalin, have helped me through some very serious rough places in my life. I first became interested in writing about Radley right before I learned that my friend of 20 years had died of cancer. I had so many wonderful ideas for stories about Radley, and focusing on those was really a balm for that grief. Later that same year, it was the love of Radley and his love of motorcycling that finally helped me conquer a fear of driving I’d had for almost ten years after nearly getting in a horrible wreck on the freeway. I wanted to have fun driving like Radley did. That longing was finally greater than my fear. Nothing else had gotten through. Because I was finally able to drive again, I’ve been able to do many things to help my family as we have been going through challenges the last several years. I believe God brought Radley to me at a time when I desperately needed him and that I would be remiss to not give Him the credit.

Sephiroth, Final Fantasy VII/Kingdom Hearts

I remember when I first watched Advent Children, I loved it but wasn’t impressed by Sephiroth’s limited screentime. I can’t even exactly remember how or why he finally captured my imagination and my heart. Maybe it was spending hours reading the entire game script since I had no access to the game and could not play it even though I desperately longed to do so. I definitely remember seeing in the flashbacks that he was a good person. I fell in love with that person. I know when Crisis Core came out and there was suddenly much more sane Sephiroth content, my heart was absolutely enraptured. I loved him, I loved Zack, I loved the beautiful friendship they could have together. But I know I already loved that before Crisis Core, most likely from reading some intriguing fics. I was disappointed that Crisis Core didn’t have them as close as the fics made them and that Sephiroth hadn’t been the one to train Zack, but there was so much to love anyway and I found ways to make their friendship work even with things being somewhat different in Crisis Core than fans had thought.

Because I loved Sephiroth so much, and also Zack and Cloud and their complex interactions with him, my imagination soared again as it had with YGO. I’m not sure I’ve loved any characters as much as them save for YGO ones. I wrote many fics for both FF7 and KH verses, I drew for them, and I made more friends. It was the YGO experience all over again. It was magical. I also used Sephiroth as my email address, with a name based on KH Sephiroth. That is still my main account today.

Now, finally able to play the game at long last due to having a Switch Lite and it being available for that, my imagination is soaring again. My muse has woke up. I’ve been doing new things with the characters in both verses, including finally investigating KH’s Birth By Sleep and starting a timeline that uses its vital information on the KH Sephiroth—information that fits with what I wanted to think about him all along. I’m playing KH Sephiroth in role-plays. I’m also playing Super Smash Bros. Ultimate, a game I honestly hadn’t ever planned to buy, because seriously, even though I don’t like fighting games, I can PLAY as Sephiroth! I don’t think any other game to date allows that.

Eevee, Pokemon

No one can deny the immense influence Eevee has been on my life (and my wallet!) over the last years. I always loved Eevee, but Radley turned that love into something life-changing. When I decided to play Radley in a Pokemon RP online, I chose Eevee as his starter. I quickly fell in love with the little darling, as did Radley, and he and I both soon wanted more and more of them. My room is an Eevee colony! But it’s not just a matter of loving collecting Eevees. I love it because of their sweetness and innocence. I am not exaggerating when I say that looking at their adorable faces has actually helped my emotional well-being more than once. Things have been very difficult in real-life for the last several years and I’ve clung to Eevees as something bright and beautiful when things have been falling apart around me and not making sense anymore. Last year I had an absolute meltdown in June. It was seeing my sweet Eevees looking at me with their innocent, happy smiles that calmed me down and helped me start to heal. I don’t think I’ve gotten that bad again since then. I believe God has allowed me to collect so many Eevees because He knew they were actually important medicine for me.

Tony Ferano, The Monkees.

Now most people will probably look at this and go “… What? Who?” Tony was a supporting character in episode 25 of The Monkees, Alias Micky Dolenz. He was absolutely hilarious, mostly because of his expressive reactions to all the nonsense going on around him. I just couldn’t get enough of him, to the point that I started following his actor Jimmy Murphy from role to role. It wasn’t the first time I’d done that, but no other excursion has led to so much. Because of Jimmy, I followed him to Kolchak: The Night Stalker and got interested in Darren McGavin and Simon Oakland. Then I followed Simon to Perry Mason, a show I’d loved before. I got obsessively interested in it and some of the actors, including William Talman. Because of William and wanting a Hamilton Burger plush, I started making my own plushies using plushie bases from Joann’s. I’m still doing that now. Then I followed William to The Wild Wild West and fell in love with that show and it became one of my most favorite classic TV shows of all time. Mom and I shared so many happy hours watching it, and most of these other shows. Those are memories I will cherish forever. I liked Christopher Cary in his WWW episode and his character Snakes Tolliver has been hugely inspirational to me. He had less than ten minutes of screentime, but I worked with that, fleshed him out, and developed him over many fics, both for WWW and for other series I crossed over with. I’m still using Snakes today, in RP as well as fics. I just posted something with him a couple of days ago. And Christopher was also hugely influential when I followed him to The Rockford Files and ended up fascinated by Ginger Townsend and Lou Trevino and their relationship. And so on and so on. I’ve written fics, tried drawing non-anime people again (albeit they do have anime influence in the style), even made a webcomic.

All because of Jimmy Murphy and his character Tony Ferano.

[judgedarts]

Who is your favorite Yu-Gi-Oh! Villain and Protagonist and why( you don’t have to answer the why)

favorite yugioh villain...this is so hard.. but lets say i love all the major duel monster villains SO much. theyre all super iconic, its kinda crazy... unfortunately i havent gotten super far into GX and for yugioh 5ds, the only one that comes to mind is kiryu/kalin? (definitely my favorite 5ds villain)

for duel monsters specifically i think my favorite is either marik or pegasus. marik because his backstory is so crazy sad, his design is so memorable, and the whole possession/mind control thing he had going on was just like the cherry on top. also hes the reason why yugi confessed to jounouchi during their duel (teehee).

pegasus is my other fav because of how ridiculous he is as a concept, like youre telling me this 25 year old gay man had a wife who died and he went completely bonkers over it , and made a childrens card game that was inspired by ancient egyptian hieroglyphs to cope? okay. and he likes CARTOONNSSS why is he me! also him kidnapping an elderly man, a toddler and his clinically deranged brother so that a 15 year old would be forced to duel him at said card game he created ? fucking bozo. LOVE HIM

thanks for the question. i always love talking about yugioh

edit: holy christ i completely forgot to answer the protagonist part of this question. its yugi. i love yugi (WAITT i love all the protags ngl but yeah lets just say its yugi💜)

[the-kings-of-games]

Easy one for the ask meme: Crow :V

Hi, mew!!! I've actually done one for him before! BUT I won't say no to talking about him again, especially now that I know there's more active Crow fans here and I got new followers since then. ^^♥️ This Crow stan needs to re-establish himself as a Crow stan! Let's see where I've changed about him!

How do I feel about this character? I love him!!! I already liked 5D's from some childhood memories but didn't get to the Dark Signer Arc, so I didn't meet Crow until a few years ago when I finally got into YGO. My favorite types of characters include happy-go-lucky redheads and characters with bird motifs, and Crow Hogan hit both those points immediately!

Honestly, he's a very dear character to me because after writing him for about three years, I learned a lot about myself too. Crow always makes me smile, and I hope more and more people will find reasons to appreciate him. (⁠つ⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)⁠つ🐦‍⬛🟠

All the people I ship romantically with this characters? All time favorite is Kizunashipping! I love, love the childhood friends to lovers trope so it's a no-brainer, but I love it even more when they still act as silly and mean to each other. It's all the "things that don't need to be said because they've been loved a hundred times before" that gets to me. (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠) They're so precious, and writing Kizuna really helped me get into writing and flushing out Jack and Yūsei in my head.

As Crow, and Kizuna, is queerplatonic, I can generally ship him with anyone within the context of Kizuna. My favorites to write him with is Bruno and Brave, but I've also done Trudge, Akiza, and Kalin. Crow is very lovable and, like a Facility building, he can sneak in easily, kek.

My non-romantic OTP for this character? Trudge. They come to respect each other, and Trudge is very dedicated to Mina no matter how one-sided it is. Crow and Trudge become friends through S2 (in my head).

My unpopular opinion about this character? I don't see it much any more, but it will still be the idea that he's a dad character. He's the youngest of three, and S1 starts when he's 17. He's too young to be a dad of several kids age 6-10. He can be as reckless that Yūsei who's a year older and as prideful as Jack who's two years older. This idea is iffy to me because it usually stops people from shipping Crow with other characters, which sometimes ends with people being passive aggressive about my tiny, tiny ships. Q3Q And because it really limits a read on Crow's character and keeps him one dimensional imo.

One thing I wish happened/had happened with this character in canon? Because I wrote Crow for three years, canon no longer satisfy me so I'll talk my all-time favorite YGO headcanon: CROW IS A GENDERFLUID HE/HIM DFAB. o⁠(⁠(⁠*⁠^⁠▽⁠^⁠*⁠)⁠)⁠o And I'm still very grateful that this headcanon really clicked with people. I thought nobody would like that, but the support and love I've gotten for it has been lovely overall. (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)/♥️

Send me an ask! 👀 I've watched all the series.

[zexalisliving]

Ok. It's official. Chapter one of Bonds Beyond Time Again is out. And I'm posting here on Tumblr first. Most specifically to @darlingasta-not and @pileofrocksjh.

Details and story under the cut.

Enjoy

Bonds Beyond Time Again is a novel (i think) about the Yugioh multiverse for DM to Vrains, except in one world. Everythings fun and games until something strange starts happening when the bestseller at Kalin's Bookstore of Doujinshi and More keeps giving strange side effects to the readers. But there's more. Dark Mist seems to be the one behind it all...

I've really only watched the sub of zexal, so I use Dub names and things from the sub may be missing. (eg Jaden is still in Slifer Red).

Also, You can read it on Fanfiction.net and Wattpad if you would prefer.

Other than that, there's not much else to talk about, other than my absolutely psycho headcanons. Check out my post about them to learn more.

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Yugi woke up one sunny morning. He hopped out of bed, pulling the Millennium Puzzle off the nightstand and over his head. After he got his typical outfit on, he left his bedroom and went downstairs to the game shop.

He saw Solomon on his back holding flowers with a note on them. It said

“Hope you like the present, dork. Your grandpa sure did! Ahahaha! -Kaiba” It was weird that he decided to write himself laughing. 

This was usual, however, as Kaiba would often take advantage of Solomon’s arthritis and pose him with various objects. Messing with old people was quite fun for Kaiba. 

Yugi walked around him and skipped out of the store. “Bye, Grandpa!” he called behind him.

After he closed the door, he turned around to see Joey. 

“Hey, Yuge! Ready ta’ go?” he asked.

“Yep!” 

The two had planned to go to the new race track that had opened about a week before. Apparently, new Duelists from around the world had created a trend of dueling on motorcycles called “Duel Runners”, so Yugi and Joey wanted to check it out.

When they arrived, Yugi was greeted by an old friend. 

“Hey, I remember you! You’re Yusei!” Yugi said with excitement. 

“And you’re Yugi!” Yusei said. “So, how has it been since the defeat of Paradox? I was in a different dimension, so I didn’t know about the state of the rest of the universe… that wouldn’t explain why I’m here though…”

“It’s been good, right Joey?” Yugi turned to his best friend. 

“Uh… uh…” Joey didn’t quite know what to say. Yugi was acting all familiar with a guy who he didn’t recall ever meeting. And he’s from a different dimension too?

“Well, we’re here to see the Duel Runners, so we’ve gotta’ head to the ticket exchange booth.” Yugi said. “Do you want to come with?” 

“Sure.” 

Yusei followed Yugi and Joey to the ticket booth, where all three of them turned in their tickets.

On the way to the seats, Yugi began talking with Yusei. “You know, I’m kind of surprised that you decided against being in the tournament,” he admitted. 

“I figured that I’d sit this one out, to see what it’s like from the crowd.” Yusei said.

That’s when the three of them arrived at their seats and sat down. 

Then the show began. Some duelists showed off their ultra-glammered Duel Runners while others performed tricks and dueled each other.

In the middle of a duel between a teen named Billy and a teen named Jonothan, Yugi heard a voice from beside him say “Aw, yeah! This is awesome!” 

He turned to see a boy with strange pink and deep blue gravity-defying hair holding his fists up excitedly as he watched the ongoing duel. 

“Hey, um, who are you?” he asked. 

“Oh!” the boy looked at him. “I’m Yuma, Yuma Tsukumo.” he held out his hand. “What about you?” 

Yugi scratched the back of his head and shook his hand. “I’m Y-Yugi Muto.” 

Yuma’s eyes widened at the name. “You’re… you’re the Yugi Muto! You’re the King of Games!”

Yugi blushed. “Well, I couldn’t have done it without Yami,” he said.

“Yami..?” Yuma asked, puzzled.

“Well, his real name is Atem. But I call him Yami. He was a pharaoh from 5,000 years ago!... But after he defeated an evil guy named Zorc, he got trapped in my Millennium Puzzle.” Yugi said, holding the golden item up for Yuma to see. “He had amnesia after I put my puzzle back together, and so me and my friends helped him regain them by going into the world of his memories! But then, for him to go to the spirit world, I had to duel him… and I won but… he had to leave. I was sad for a while, but then he returned! He’s in my puzzle right now.” 

Yuma blinked a couple of times. It was strange for sure, but not out of the ordinary for him.

“That’s cool!” he said.

Before he could say any more, Astral emerged from the Emperor’s Key. “Where are we, Yuma?” he asked, looking around. “It is quite crowded.” 

Yugi, who had resumed watching the game, looked over quickly when he saw the large flash of light. “Who’s that?” he asked. 

“Oh! This is Astral. I’m surprised you can see him. Not many can. He’s my buddy.” Yuma said.

“I see. Kind of like me and Yami?” Yugi asked. 

“Yeah.” 

Yugi took a moment to think before speaking again. “Hey, it seems that both me and you are connected to our partners through strange golden pendants, though I don’t know what yours does,” he said, looking down at his Millennium Puzzle, as it shone brightly. “Mine’s for containing a pocket dimension.” Yuma said. “My dad gave it to me when I was younger. It’s how I do my Kattobingu!” 

“Kattobingu?” Yugi wondered. 

“Kattobingu is like… like when you want to reach your goals, and you do it with all your might! And you don’t ever give up! Never ever!” Yuma said with a smile. 

Yugi smiled back at him. He reminded him of Joey, just a little bit. 

“So, it’s used almost like a home for Astral. He stored the Numbers there once.” Yuma said.

“What’s a ‘Number’?” Yugi asked. 

“A Number is… or was… a piece of Astral’s memory. They were split into over a hundred cards! I first met Astral when I unlocked a door and all the Numbers came out. Then me and him had to find them all. But get this,” Yuma said, holding a finger up. “He’d disappear if I lost a duel with Numbers on the line, so we had to be really careful. Later we met Kite, a Number Hunter, and then we obtained the power of Zexal, and then there was a tournament, and a big war between Astral World, the Barian World, and Earth. Oh, that was intense! But after we won, I had to duel Astral for the fate of Barian World, and I won, so he left, but like Yami, he’s back now. Obviously.” 

“I get it.” Yugi said, turning back to watch the duel. Billy was standing atop his Duel Runner waving to the crowd while Jonothan was on his knees crying beside his crashed runner.

“I guess Billy won,” Yugi murmured to himself. 

Astral looked at Yugi and looked at Yuma. “Who is this… “Yami?” he asked.

“Yugi says that he’s a lot like you, but I’ve never met him. He says that he’s a pharaoh who lives in a puzzle around his neck! They’re friends.” Yuma answered.

Astral placed his hand under his chin. “I see… You have talked about this ‘King of Games’ a lot. He seems to be an important individual.” he said. 

Yuma nodded. “Yeah.”

Joey looked over to see Astral, but he figured he wouldn’t even ask. After all, the day was getting weirder and weirder.

A couple hours of dueling and racing later, the event had ended. It was 5:30 and Yusei had already gone home. 

Yuma, Yugi and Joey were chatting as they made their way to Kame Game. 

“Hey Yugi?” Yuma asked. “How many tournaments have you won?”

“I’ve lost count!” Yugi answered. 

 “Oh, wow!” Yuma exclaimed. 

“Say, what about you? How many have you won?” Yugi asked. 

“Um… one…” Yuma murmured as he kicked a rock.

Yugi chuckled. “Hey, Joey!” he said, prompting Joey to look at him. “He’s won more tournaments than you!” 

Joey scowled. “Ey! Dat’s not nice, Yuge! I’m way betta’ than him!” 

Yugi chuckled. “I know, Joey, I was just messing with you!” 

Yuma looked over. “What do you mean ‘I know’? I could beat him easy-peasy!” he said, holding his fists up.

“Oh, yeah? Bring it on!” Joey said, setting up his Duel Disk. 

They both got their decks ready, but that’s when Yuma remembered something. 

“Aw, nuts!” he scrambled to get his deck back into it’s case. “I’m gonna’ be late!” 

“Wait! Where are you going?” Joey asked. 

“I’m going to Kalin’s Bookstore before it closes!” He ran off, waving goodbye to Yugi and Joey. 

Yugi blinked a couple times. “Um… well… I’m going to go home now Joey. See you tomorrow!” He started running back to Kame Game, which was just about a block away. 

Joey stared at him and then looked back to where Yuma had run off to. 

“Today has been a weird day,” he said.