#mind: haou ( gentle darkness )

[cpirits]

(( @speedsterredhead || moved

Wally stood there, alone and face filled with determination. It had taken sometime to learn the game and rules of this strange universe, but the former superhero was ready to do what was right once again. “Stand down now. This is your only warning.” Wally threatened the advancing army as his duel disk appeared and he activated it. “If you insist on continuing, then you have to get through me!”

The sea of Duel Monsters rippled into view of the small village the King had decided to overturn, the ground shaking with their approach. The Supreme King, on his horse, was in the middle of the Monsters, helm upon his head, golden eyes shadowed and glaring.

As the inhabitants of the village screamed and began to flee in terror, Haou noticed and outsider standing fast among the screaming masses.

A warning from a worm it seemed. Nothing could stop The Supreme King when he wished to destroy something, or someone. Though it wasn't like he'd dismiss the challenge before him.

"You dare challenge The Supreme King, ruler of Dark World?!" Crowed a Duel Monster; Skull's Servant from beside Haou's horse. Halting the hoofbeat of his mount, the King dismounted, and his cape flowed out behind him. The Duel Monsters behind him all stood at attention, weapons and Duel Disks of their own ready for action against the helpless.

"Mortals are such fools." He began as he held out his arm and his Duel Disk activated, a spinning wheel and a glowing eye, as the parts shifted out to make a path for cards. "You're going to go to the Stars."

[yugirl]

Day 23: “Evil Hero”

Become evil to defeat evil today with the master of shadows himself, the Supreme King!

@gxmonth

((Oh, I’ve been WAITING for this one!! For those who’re familiar with the verse over on @winged-kuribeau you’re in for a real treat!!))

Jaden knew now that he really had no choice. He had to execute his plan now.

His plan that he and Bastion worked so hard on that some of his friends laid down their lives for, that he had held onto to the bitter end, hoping it would end all of this.

“It’s my turn!”

With one draw, he had finally gotten the card he worked so hard to create.

“I activate the spell card, Super De-Fusion!!”

“Super What!?” Yubel gasped in their disbelief. Such a card existed!?

“Of course, I guess you never considered the theory that if Super Polymerisation existed, then there had to be a super de-fusion as well!!”

“I… don’t understand… why would you defuse your monster?”

“Oh, it’s not for my monster. It’s for you!!”

“What?!”

“Yubel, because of an oath you shouldn’t have had to take, you were transformed into a thing of nightmares pledging loyalty to a king who forgot the promise you made… you’ve suffered so much because of Haou and Me….”

“Jaden!”

Syrus and Ojama Yellow watched in shock. They couldn’t believe what he was doing.

“I’m setting you free, Yubel!!”

Yubel cried out in pain as their body was split apart. The dragon and demon faded into oblivion.

The purple-haired teen remaining was so confused. “I… I don’t understand….”

“I knew that I couldn’t change your mind without giving you what you wanted, but I also wanted to end your suffering.”

“Now I play Spell Reproduction to put Super Defusion from the graveyard back into my hand to play again.

“He’s playing it again?!” Syrus asked in disbelief.

“This time, I’m going to be using it on… myself!!”

Yubel, Syrus and Ojama Yellow were all in shock.

“Yourself!? But why?!” Yubel asked

“I said I was going to give you want right… I’m separating myself from the Supreme King….”

“Jaden, stop!!”

Jaden’s mind went blank, realising he was inside his mind with the Supreme King standing behind him.

“Why are you doing this!? You need me!! You could die or lose the power of the gentle darkness without me!”

“What does it matter?” Jaden shrugged. “Yubel wants you by their side, and I’m not willing to let 12 dimensions get destroyed… I just want to give them what they want so my friends can go home….”

The supreme king removed his helmet and continued to stare at Jaden in shock and disbelief. “You are… sacrificing everything, even your own life, for others?”

“Killing Yubel wouldn’t solve anything… I’d still be a monster, and my friends would still be gone… I want to change that….”

“You’re so kind….” Haou mumbled, “Even when the enemy threatens millions, you choose to be kind until the very end….”

“I didn’t always… that’s how I became you, and I don’t want that to happen again….”

“I understand… very well… let’s de-fuse… and I promise I will use my power over the gentle darkness to make things right….”

The Supreme King had been moved. He hadn’t been so touched by a gesture since Yubel transformed for his sake. He saw now that the true answer to peace and unity against the Light of Destruction was not through domination and fear but kindness and benevolence.

“Forgive me, Jaden… I will do whatever it takes to make things right….”

Jaden nodded, and the two de-fused, separating completely.

Yubel couldn’t believe it when they saw the two before them; neither could Yellow or Syrus.

Haou ran over to Yubel and helped them to their feet. “Yubel!!”

“My prince!!”

The two embraced, nuzzling against each other as a long unrequited love finally blossomed between them. They were together again at last.

Jaden found himself feeling weak and fell to his knees. Syrus went to help him, but Haou and Yubel got there first.

“Jaden… my dear Jaden, please forgive me!!” Yubel pleaded, “I’ve caused you nothing but suffering and treated you with cruelty instead of the love and kindness you showed me….”

Jaden looked up weakly. “It’s fine… I just wanted… to make things right….”

“And you did!” Haou assured, taking his and Yubel’s hands into his own. “I promise I’ll change… as you changed Yubel and me… we will rule this world together in peace and make it one of prosperity in your honour.”

Jaden smiled. “I’ll hold you to that….”

“Your body will be frail for some time now I’m not part of it… and you may have lost something significant to you… but be strong… and be kind… and someday I hope you will be treated with the kindness you showed us.”

Yubel and Haou planted kisses on Jaden’s temples. He felt himself growing weaker. He heard Winged Kuriboh chirping to him, and after that, everything went white.

Haou and Yubel stood up, smiling at each other before taking each other’s hands. Using all their power, they sent the captured students, Crowler, Syrus, Bastion and others they had trapped in this world and sent them back to earth in a flash of glowing light.

They watched as the shooting stars flew into space, holding hands and smiling at each other lovingly.

They would never forget Jaden or the second chance he gave them…

Someday they would pay him back…

[higuchimon]

[fanfic] Haou’s Prize:  Chapter 3 [end]

Johan’s breath caught in his throat as he stared into those ice-cold golden eyes, eyes that spoke of fear and terror and pain, and he’d barely been touched yet. This wasn’t what he wanted – he’d been so close to escaping! The border didn’t mean pure freedom, but it meant a better chance of it, and he’d been so close! He was so close. Just a few more steps…

Haou coiled up the chain and held it tight, before shadows wrapped all around it, and it collapsed into a pile of broken links. Johan tried to stumble back, but the shadows that encircled Haou tightened around him, keeping him in one place.

“I didn’t say you could go anywhere,” Haou murmured. “At least not yet.”

He flipped Johan around casually and rested one hand on the manacles. Johan hardly believed it when the bonds shattered. He started to pull his arms around in front of him, but Haou rested a hand on his wrists, keeping him from doing so.

“When you go anywhere, you will go with me,” Haou murmured, cold fingers sliding around Johan’s wrists, keeping them together. “And you are going back to my castle with me.”

Johan shook his head. “No!” He’d never really been this afraid before, but with the specter of unending imprisonment, or whatever else Haou had in mind, looming over him, he couldn’t help but be terrified.

“Oh, yes.” Haou whirled him around and pressed Johan up against a thick-trunked oak tree. His eyes were even with Johan’s, and shone bright with a deep hunger that sent shards of raw terror spiking all through Johan. “I told you that I wouldn’t hurt you too much. But that you’d love it when I did.”

Slowly he slipped one hand up under Johan’s shirt, while his other hand gripped Johan’s shoulder and pressed him harder against the tree. With each moment of contact, Johan’s heart beat faster, and he tried not to think about how oddly good that far too gentle touch felt. It shouldn’t have. And yet it did, with slowly rising waves of enjoyment coming from everywhere those callused fingers brushed.

Then Haou smirked, and where the pleasure had been, a tidal wave of raw pain exploded. Johan slammed his head against the tree, limbs thrashing helplessly, and Haou’s lips swallowed a scream of pain.

When the pain eased, Johan slumped against the tree, trembling. He’d never in his life experienced anything like that. He’d been hurt before – who hadn’t, in this long war – but this was something else altogether.

“You might not like it now,” Haou whispered, “but you'll learn to. The pain and the pleasure both. And you’ll get both as I decide.” He leaned close enough to trace his tongue across Johan’s ear. “Tonight is going to be amazing. For me at least. You’ll have to get used to it.”

Johan wasn’t sure if he’d heard all of that correctly. He tried to shake his head, but Haou only seemed amused as he pressed Johan back against the tree and pressed those cold, thin lips against Johan’s, tongue tracing against the seam of Johan’s lips, both of his hands against Johan’s skin now, leaving hot trails in their wake. Johan jerked a little more, a pained and shocked moan falling from his lips.

“Then again,” Haou purred, “why should I wait until tonight?” Slowly he pulled one hand out from under Johan’s shirt and rested it on top. Shadows twisted and tugged and the shirt wasn’t there anymore. Johan made a small noise that even he couldn’t identify.

Haou couldn’t mean to do this. This was worse than he’d ever heard before. He’d suspected, he’d feared, but he’d never known, and …

“Haou-sama?” A nervous, hollow voice spoke. Haou growled dark and low, turning to see who’d dared to interrupt him. Johan glanced over, wondering if he should thank whoever it was that stood there.

Ghost Earl bobbed humbly before his master. “Haou-sama, our spies brought in reports about rebel movements in the north, near one of our supply depots.”

“You interrupted me or that?” Haou asked after a single terrifying moment of silence. He pulled one hand away from Johan, curling shadows circling it before they shot forward to wrap around the ghost and blot him out of existence. Johan heard only a faint squeal before there wasn’t anything left.

Johan swallowed. Ghosts were already dead. It shouldn’t have been possible to do what he’d just seen, and yet Haou had done it so easily.

“You destroyed him for that?” He had known for some time how petty and cruel Haou could be. He’d read the reports before anyone else did. But seeing it face to face added a whole other dimension to the concept. He wasn’t happy to have that fresh awareness.

Haou turned back to him, forehead furrowed in annoyance. Johan didn’t know yet if that were more or less terrifying than lust or the desire to inflict pain. He suspected it might be worse. “That wasn’t anything that couldn’t wait until tomorrow. But it did ruin the mood.” He licked his lips. Johan hoped the mood stayed ruined but dared not hope that much. Not when he could still remember the fire of pain and the flames of arousal that Haou’s touch lit in him. “We’re going home. You have a very great deal to learn and I’m going to enjoy teaching you. I doubt that you’re going to enjoy learning – but you will. I promise you that, my Johan.”

Johan started to say something else, a protest or a denial or something else, he didn’t know what. The words cut off into shrieks of agony as Haou sent another wave of pain all through him. He could feel himself being dragged along, but this time he couldn’t stop himself from following. He hurt too much to do anything but stumble along in Haou’s wake, on the way to what would shape the rest of his life.

The End

Notes: Well, we know what happens from there. The prompt this answered was “kiss that is leading to more but is interrupted by a third party.” So, that’s what I wrote! Hope you like it!

[gotmeringinghellsbells]

Play Your Role

Fandom: Promare

Characters: Galo Thymos, Lio Fotia

A/N: So.... I’ve never seen Promare but  IDESPERATLEY WANT TO! So this is kind of based off of clips I could find, the trailers, and ToxicCure’s animation on the film. I don’t think there are any real spoilers here but I most likely got their personalities a bit off. Also, I still have prompts, I haven’t forgotten about them. This idea has just been screaming at me for the last few days. 

Also why is there (this being the third) like three tickle related things for Promare? One I found on twitter, by @ Stardips (Star Cubes); and the other on here by the lovely @ticklishfanart. 

Description: It’s something he’s embarrassed of, but I t’s something harmless that makes him happy. When playing a game of “cops and robbers”, Lio quickly becomes embarrassed of his idea and tries to dismiss it. However, his boyfriend isn’t about to let him pout or feel ashamed for something that brings him small, innocent amounts of joy. 

_

It was quiet other than the sound of heeled shoes clicking on the metal floor beneath them. The leader of the Mad Burnish said nothing as strong hands held his wrists behind his back. No handcuffs or any other restraints apart from gloves to keep him from burning his captors. “Nothing to say?” Of course, the bimbo had to open his mouth. “I don’t exchange small talk with my captors, Burning Idiot.” Galo huffed a bit at the name. “Rescue. Burning Rescue,” he corrected. Lio rolled his eyes. 

A small sound escaped his mouth as Galo jolted him to the side and stopped him before leaning over to press a button, opening a small metal door. “Tis way,” he said softly as he guided the other in. Lio felt a small pinch of fear come over him, but quickly swallowed it back down. Looking around, all he could see was darkness. Anxiousness was rising as his fate wasn’t being spelled out to him. Distracted by his worry and attempt to mask it, he neglected to notice the newest recruit to the Burning Rescue had released his arms. 

His attention snapped to the fact as suddenly the other was fighting him to remove his jacket. Lio blushed as he quickly turned into defense mode; only to be turned around as the black leather went flying into the air. “Wouldn’t want you to over heat,” Galo said a a little too happily. “Over heat? Really?” Lio shuddered, eyes widening as his blonde locks were lifted from his shoulders and tied above his head and what he didn’t know was a messy bun. “It’s a precaution.” 

“Precaution for what,” the shorter asked as suddenly he felt something plush come up from behind him. Galo walked away, trusting the other to remain seated as he turned on the lights. A bedroom came to life, Lio sitting on the small, soft bed. “Well leader of the Mad Burnish, funny you should ask.” Galo smirked as he tried to sound tough. It flattered though as a blush started to spread across Lio’s face; his eyes quickly looking away. 

Galo shook his head as his own blush started to form on his face. “Just get this over with dumb ass.” Galo huffed, finding it easier to slip back into the facade he was trying to present. “Whatever you say your highness.” Galo walked over towards his captive with a smirk plastered on his face. 

Lio still refused to look at him until their legs touched. He looked up slowly before just staring at the other. Galo was still smirking before bending down. He wiggled his hands under the other’s thighs, earning an odd noise. Two legs came up to buck him as hands grabbed onto his rounded shoulders. 

“Y-You…. What are you doing,” Lio hissed. Oh this was too good. “Well I was trying to move you, but it seems that’s not going to happen without a fight.” Lio growled before pounding his fist on to the other’s head. Galo winced before sitting up with a huff. “Ow!” The smaller let out a ‘tsk’ before crossing his arms. “That’s it. I’m gonna whip that smug face right off your royal face!” What? Smug face off his…. face? 

Lio didn’t have much time to mess with the other before his hands were suddenly scrambling out of reflex to grab the other’s bare back as he was airborne. Landing with a soft thud, Lio had little time to gather his composure as the taller male straddled his waist. His hands were aligned with his head as the taler fully pinned him down. 

“P-Pervert,” was all Lio could think to say. His eyes grew cold as they narrowed; daggers piercing Galo’s mischievous filled eyes. “Am I? Sorry, your nice to look at and all but I’m looking for information, nt a date,” the blue haired male teased. It didn’t make much sense to Lio, but it didn’t need to as fingers quickly earned a squeal from the male. Fingers dug under his arms before purple eyes widened. As they crinkled shut, Lio turned his head into his arms before giggling hysterically. “Whahahat ahahahre yhahaou doing? Sthahahaop!” The laughter merley fueled the other to keep going. 

Galo wanted more laughter from the smaller, to see him smile; or show any emotion really. Happiness was a nice emotion to see though so he’d rather see that than the normal stone faced expression. “Whahaht, whahahit! Gheheht off mhehehe!” 

Arms struggled to stay overhead as Lio crumbled and succumbed to his nerve’s wishes. “Hehehahahahaha! Whahahahat thehehehe heheheell dhahahao yh-haou want?” “For you to stop starting fires!” Galo let up as to not leave his captive too short of breath too quickly. The blonde greedily sucked down oxygen before slowly opening his eyes to look at the other.

 He couldn’t wipe the smile from his face. It was kind of embarrassing, but he couldn’t hide the blush growing on his face. “Hey, if…. if it’s too much I can stop.” Lio hummed as he looked away. He brought his arms over his chest as he tried to curl up some under the taller. 

“Hey, I’m serious Lio. Am I being too evil? Should I let you breathe more? Are you hot? I have tank tops if you don’t want to be shirtless and shorts.” He gently rubbed the soft, rounded cheek of the blonde. “No, no. Your fine, this is just…. embarrassing.” Oh. The blue haired male frowned before moving in more to kiss the cheek he was just rubbing. “Was it my performance? I’m so sorry. I know you like this stu,” he was cut off. 

“Shhh….. just….. don’t say it.” Galo frowned more before gently moving himself to meet his boyfriend’s eye. “Alright, I won’t say it. But…. if it makes you happy, why are you so embarrassed? 

It’s innocent and not hurting anyone Lio.” Lio refused to meet his gaze, closing his eyes as the taller started to place soft, gentle kisses over his face. “I can tickle you if you want.” Lio growled before shoving his boyfriend away, hiding his face more. “Galo!” 

The taller got off him, hands up in surrender. “Alright, alright. Easy there Lio.” But the separation made the other look  so…. hurt. Lio said nothing as he looked away again and curled up in the bed more to hide his unknown emotions. The fire fighter got up before walking to the foot of the bed. “Well, let me at least make you more comfortable Mr. Poutypuss.” 

The pyro based male said nothing as his boyfriend removed his heeled boots, only answering when asked if the socks were going to stay on or not. Galo pulled them off before gently running his hand up the other as he offered his services for the rest of the body.

“I’m fine Galo.” Of course he was. Galo said nothing of his sarcastic thoughts as he moved away from the other. He sighed as he looked around, not sure what exactly to do. The only time he really heard the other laugh was practically never. When he did something outrageously goofy, he may get a small giggle and a smile; but other than that, Lio was so dense and serious. What to do, what to do.

That’s it. He noticed the weird plant toy thing he’d found before smirking. He was planning on using it for their small role play but considering that was ruined, why not use it now? He gently grasped it before walking back from the dresser and sitting at the foot of the bed. “You want a throw blanket or anything?” Lio hummed before sighing. “The…. the soft one,” he asked almost shyly of the request. Gio nodded before placing the toy down and getting up to grab the plush throw. 

He gently threw the blanket over him, waiting to watch Lio start to undress underneath to feel teh soft fabric against his skin. Walking over, he gently started to help him with his shirt before taking the discarded pants and shirt and hanging them over his bed frame. “Thanks,” the blonde said lowly. “Mmhmm. I mean, as a Burning Rescue member, it’s my duty to help people.” Galo hopped onto the bed before leaning over the other from behind. 

“Oh? I thought it was to be a loud mouthed, arrogant, cocky,” he was cut off by a small kiss on the lips. “Okay, rude.” The small smile he received, the small snort. He brought a true smile to Galo’s face as his blue eyes softened. “Your beautiful,” he stated breathlessly. Lio blushed more before turning away from him and curling up more under the covers. “Shut up.” “Aw sorry your highness, here I’ll make it up to you.” Oh?

Lio waited, but the expected kisses never came. What did Galo have in mind? Slowly, he peeked up from the covers. The blue spikes were bobbing from the end of the bed. What was he- wait. Galo gently grasped a slender, pale ankle before pulling it out from the soft cover to see the false lighting of the room. “What are you doing,” Lio asked as he propped himself up more on an elbow. There was a pause in response, it worried the Mad Burnish former leader. 

The soft cattail plant inspired toy gently stroked up his sole, earning a squeal. Galo turned with a cocky smile to finally answer the question. “Making up for what I ruined. Now laugh sweetheart, I wanna hear that sweet, sweet music.” Lio twisted around to reach for the other, but it did him little as the new weapon proved it’s worth. “Ghahahahalo! Sthahahaop! T-Thahahat’s,” he could hardly speak. It was so soft and his giggles were so light and airy. 

His stomach filled with butterflies as he became more and more flustered. He wiggled his feet around when his boyfriend grabbed both of them. Attempting to lay on his hands so he wouldn’t stop the sensation, he felt rather idiotic for floudering around like a fish out fo water. The blanket was falling from him slowly and he squirmed around, really starting to laugh and shake when the toy found his toes.

 “G-Ghahahahalo!” There was a soft wheeze after the name escaped soft lips; causing the other to quickly stop. “You okay?” The toy was quickly discarded as hands started to rub the assaulted areas to sooth the feeling. 

“Was that too much? You alright? Do you need anything? Water? Air?” He sounded so panicked. Lio blushed before shyly smiling. He…. he really was one of the good guys, huh? “I’m alright. I can get my own water.” He gently took his feet back before pulling the blanket back up to cover him again. “You…. you could come up here though. If you want.” Galo smiled before getting up before crawling up quickly before grabbing hold of his boyfriend. 

His hands started squeezing at Lio’s legs as he pulled the other on top of him, earning a few kicks and gentle giggles. Galo reached for a normal blanket on his bed to throw over them as Lio’s was now between them. He finished his work with looking at the other with a bright smile. Lio couldn’t hold teh expressionless facade when it came to this dork, not after what they’d been through. “C’mere hero.” He gently pressed their lips before sighing. “Wait, did you just call me a hero?” 

Lio sighed before moving up from the other’s body. “Don’t ruin this Thymos.”

[crazymoonrules]

Ok thats it. Now that Haou has been seen I am done keeping my lips sealed.

I feel I REALLY need to stress this. Judai is mentally damaged and emotionally stunted. To put it bluntly, those ‘FRieNDS’ of his icnored or at points ENCOURAGE his flaws and issues.

He had few friends growing up and any he may of had were harmed by Yubel. After Yubel was sent to space they reached out to him causing him to feel their pain. Judai’s WoNDeRFuL parents then had tHE BRIGHT IDEA OF ELECTROCUTING THEIR SON, THUS CAUSING HIS AMNESIA! Probably fryed his head a bit as well.

We don’t really know just about anything from between his ‘zap therapy’ to enrolling in Duel academy so lets jump to that, k?

In order,

Frist year: teacher trys to bring harm to him(crowler’s schemes), ends up in a hostile other world with both his and his friends lives at risk, He gets entrusted with protecting his school(and the world probably), -waves hand at ALL of the shadowrider/7stars duels- special mention to fighting his dormhead and watching duel spirits getting erased. So end of first year is a bit of trama and definitely atleast one or two emotionally scars.

Year 2: being attacked by The Light(very bad for any one but...) and loses ability to comun with spirits, gets stranded in the sea/ocean(just look at what it did to Chazz in S1), ends up in space or a worlds between place with the neospaceshens(all things considered due to Them being blessed by GD it was probably good for him), gets lost in the jungle/forest on the island(entire episode is dedicated to why that bad), and more dealing with The Light with who knows how many mind-F*cks during it. To list a few, friends turned in to a dinosaur and a toy car, loco Bastion, the whole Chazzthing, and Being in close proximity to The Light. End result? Should have maybe looked into atleast seeing a therapist, also keep him away from The Light. The Light and The Gentle Darkness should not mix UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES besides killing each other.

Third year so far: prophetic nightmare, a bunch of life force being drained, having a teacher try to kill him due to him setting a bad example and during that duel one of his friends lives is actively endangered, interacting with that spirit hunter, that entire Viper/Cobra duel, seeing yubel kill Viper/Cobra, ending up in a hostile otherworld[again], all the stress of trying to survive, one of his friends gets attacked and falls very ill, all the stress of going and returning with medicine(really one of the more milder ones), finding out about the duel ghouls, seeing friends fall victim to said ghouls(at points to protect him), the duel with the nurse with his friend’s condition worsening, having students revolting towards him and hus group, the race to the statum, Yubel[1], dealing with the sacred beasts again, Yubel[2], and Johan/Jesse sacrificing himself with the weight mostly falling on to Judai’s shoulders. Now Im going to stop listing here, not because there’s nothing in this arc that count but because of a shift.

The ENTIRE time before this current arc(even during the desert/duel ghouls arc) Judai’s mind set was encouraged and rewarded. The whole ‘duel is always fun and games even when it’s dangerous’ and ‘Fighting any foe and winning means I did good’. Seriously! The history teacher was the only one to point out this MAJOR flaw with him! A flaw that may I repeat for the julnth time WAS ENCOURAGED AND REWARDED BY BASICALLY EVERYONE AROUND HIM!                                                       {My watered down/simplified point from the above paragraph is this. He was never told his ways were wrong and wasn’t taught any alternatives}

So in all, my point is this. You know that whole ‘innocent by way of insanity’ and ‘children cannot be fully held accountable for any Heynis actions’ things? -sigh- is Judai in the wrong? To put in one word. Yes. But saying it like that is like saying the kid who feed the dog chocolate was in the wrong. They were but they didn’t know any better. To me saying Judai was the main person in the wrong is like saying the mental ill are lazy and unmotivated.

Simple, Judai is a kid who was royal screwedup who no one cared to take notice of and help till it was far FAR too late

{Originally made/posted on October 28, 2019. I only went back in to add the spoiler information and fix typos}

[itsashowtime]

So i love your blog a lot! I love all the art and everything! However, Ive always been confused about the characters and everything. In my head I’ve just rationalized it’s an AU or canon I don’t know about (both would be super chill.) however I love the art so I don’t mind being lost and confused. I can at least put some pieces together.

Thanks, moondrop!!! Papi Moon’s blog has gotten rather complex with all the lores, brrrrs!!!

I’ll make a guide page eventually so hopefully that’d help you understand! Otherwise, I’ll write a small content / definition list of sorts down below! And of course, you can always feel free to ask specific questions!

I’ll start off with stuff you’d see most commonly on my blog these days…

Shugo Mamoru / Crystal Protector: Johan Andersen’s Ancestor from the very first timeline! The prince of Gem(Knights) who (this is a headcanon) lost his memories upon arriving in Jougo’s Kingdom. His name…literally means Protector of the Truth…

Jougo / Haou when he was a Prince: Yūki Jūdai’s Ancestor from the very first timeline! He’s the wielder of Gentle Darkness and is also a Prince! Named by my RP partner on twitter.

Sendou Sakimu / Crystal Vanguard: This is Shugo Mamoru corrupted by the Light of Destruction (and quite possibly the Evilswarm/Worms/Whatever shit Duel Terminal has to offer).

Aesir Daigo: Daigo is my trash boy OC !  He is the reincarnation of Johan Andersen.

Akatsuki Yuuha: My other trash OC ! He is the reincarnation of Yūki Jūdai!

InfiniteShipping: The ship between Mamoru and Jougo. 

VeilShipping: The ship between Haou Jūdai (s3) and Johan.

NeoSpiritShipping: The ship between OC Daigo and OC Yuuha.

Reincarnation AU: An AU where Haou Jūdai uses Johan’s body to try and bring back Shugo Mamoru. Whether it’s for revenge or… other reasons…

Pirate AU/Teardrop Marauder: A WEBCOMIC I BETTER UPDATE SOON. A VeilShipping + SpiritShipping doujinshi of sorts about Haou basically kidnapping Johan and Johan having to deal with it–.

Duel Terminal / DT: In a literal sense, Duel Terminal is a game that was released to promote the release of 5Ds in 2008, so around the time GX concluded. I theorize that Mamoru and Jougo’s world took place during the events of Duel Terminal. 

[gx5ds]

Day 1: A Lonely Place

For as long as Judai could remember his mind was an unusually lonely place. Not that he knew much about minds and how they should feel like, but to him it was as if something was missing. Something that should've been there with him in the warm embrace of darkness.

He asked his parents about it once. Parents were supposed to know this stuff, right? His parents froze for a moment before his father turned to him.

“It's probably just the constant moving getting to you. Why don't you try to make some friends tomorrow? We'll be here for at least a year,” he had said.

Judai knew that that wasn't the problem. He wanted to ask further, but his mother still refused to look at him and his father had a weird look in his eyes. So he agreed to go out the next day and try to make some friends. 

It never helped. No matter how many friends he made in the months before the next move none of them could fill the loneliness in his mind. Maybe they couldn't because he knew they'd only be around for such a short time. Maybe he just needed a place to stay for a while.

And then came Duel Academy and with it the best friends he ever made. Sure, each of them were messed up in their own way, but then so was he and for the first time his mind didn't feel as lonely. When he got his Neo-Spacians and he learned that he controlled the Gentle Darkness the warmth of the darkness in his mind made sense.

But he couldn't shake the feeling that something was still missing. Something nagged at him since he remembered sending the Neo-Spacians to space. It felt as if he wasn't remembering the whole thing.

Then Yubel stood in front of him and the memories rushed through him. Of receiving Yubel as a gift, of talking to Yubel and learning how to duel from them. Of Yubel hurting people and him sending them off to space to be fixed just for them both to burn in the fires of the Light of Ruin. Of the silence and loneliness that followed.

They were barely together before they were ripped apart once more.

He knew it should've been him staying back with Yubel, Johan was already too deep as it was and now he was who knows where with Yubel, suffering for Judai's sins. They all did. None of this would've happened if he never send them away.

Of course he went to the other dimension in hopes of finding both of them. Of course the others wanted to come and help him. Of course it didn't work out nearly as well as they hoped it would. Of course he messed it all up.

He had way too much time to think while Haou took over the fighting for him. It was weird being him yet not being him. The darkness held him closer than ever as if protecting him from outside threats, trying to soothe him as he grieved his friends.

Jim's light pushed Haou back and allowed Judai to take control of his body again. He could still feel Haou in his mind, holding Judai in his arms, telling him that Super Fusion was ready to help them get Yubel back.

At the time he didn't understand how that would work, but now standing before Yubel being Judai/Haou/himself he understood. There was really only one way to free Yubel from the influence from the Light of Ruin.

It took a while to get everything in position to use Spiritual Fusion with more close calls than he would've liked, but he got it off, choosing himself and Yubel as Fusion materials. The world faded away and then it was just them.

Yubel took their rightful place in his mind, his very soul, as his body adjusted to no longer being human. They'd never be separated again. They'd never have this loneliness eating away at them ever again and for the first time in forever they felt truly complete.

[ofthepuzzle]

@midniqhte​ said: Look into my eyes - ( from haou ofc :3c

Send “Look into my eyes” & my muse will bold what they see!

I see:

Absolute Conviction  |  Aggression  |  Ambition  |  Anger  |  Anxiety  |  Apathy  |  Arrogance  |  Bloodthirst  |  Bravery  |  Compassion  |  Confidence  |  Conflict  | Courage  |  Darkness  |  Defeat |  Denial  |  Desire  |  Despair  |  Determination  |  Devotion  |  Disappointment  |  Distrust  |  Dominance  |  Emptiness  |  an Enemy  |  Enlightenment  |  Envy  |  Excitement  |  Exhaustion  |  Elitism  |  Experience  |  Fear  |  a Friend (hMMMM, eventually LOL)  |  a Future  |  Gentleness  |  Greed  |  Grief  |  Guilt  |  Honesty  |  Honor  |  Hope  |  Hostility  |  Ignorance  |  an Illness  |  Insecurity  |  Integrity  |  Intoxication  |  Kindness  |  Lies  |  Loneliness  |  Longing  |  Loss  |  a Lover AAAA, gdi,  |  Loyalty  |  Malicious Intent  |  Mania  |  Melancholy  |  Misery  |  Negativity  |  Overcompensation  |  Pain  |  Paranoia  |  Passion  |  Perseverance  |  Pettiness  |  Pity  |  Positivity  |  Pressure  |  Pride  |  a Purpose  |  Racism  |  Regret  |  Resentment  |  Resignation  |  Resolve  |  Sadness  |  Self-Hatred  |  Sexism  |  Shattered Remains  |  a Shining Light  |  Something Familiar  |  Spite  |  Stress  |  Stupidity  |  Submission  |  Tranquility  |  Trauma  |  Trust  |  Vengeance  |  Warmth  |  Wisdom  |  Wrath  |  a Cry for Help  |  Something Eating Your Mind  |  the Years have Changed You (IF you ask Atem after he regains his memories, yes)

You’re:

Animalistic  |  Approachable  |  Broken  |  Closed-Off  |  Cold  |  Crafty  |  Crazy  |  Defensive  |  Devious  |  Difficult  |  Disheartened  |  Emotionally Detached  |  Frightened  |  Frightening  |  Genuine  |  Guarded  |  Headstrong  |  Heartless  |  Human  |  Immature  |  Impatient  |  Inhuman  |  Insane  |  Intuitive  |  Lost  |  Mature  |  Noble  |  Patient  |  Pitiful  |  Primitive (he is older than Atem sOO LOL)  |  Pure  |  Reliable  |  Remorseless  |  Reserved  |  Resourceful  |  Short-Tempered  |  Simplistic  |  Sly  |  Soft-Hearted  |  Struggling  |  a Threat  |  Trapped  |  a Troublemaker  |  Trusting  |  Understanding  |  Unique |   Unpredictable  |  Unwavering  |  a Victim  |  Wicked  |  Feeling Vindictive  |  Guilty of Something  |  Hiding Something  |  Lost in Thought  |  Planning Something  |  Scared of Me  |  Scaring Me  |  Someone I can Trust  |  Someone I Can’t Recognize Anymore (depends) |  Someone to Fear  |  Someone Worthy of Respect  |  Weak to Manipulation  |  Weighed by Something

You:

Aren’t Being Yourself  |  Belittle Yourself  |  Don’t Want to Hurt Me  |  Don’t Want to Leave Me  |  Drown Yourself in Something  |  Feel Alone  |  Feel Empowered  |  Have a Plan that Involves Me  |  Have No One Else to Turn to  |  Have Nowhere Else to Go  |  Have Seen Some Things  |  Haven’t Been Sleeping  |  Lie to Yourself  |  Lost Faith/Trust in Me  |  Lost Something/Someone Important  |  Need Me/my Help  |  No Longer Believe Me  |  See Me as a Thing 8I  |  See Me as Someone Else  |  Seek to Hurt/Harm  |  Seek to Manipulate  |  Think Highly of Yourself  |  Think I’m Hiding Something  |  Think Little of Yourself  |  Think You Know Best  |  Want to Hurt Me  |  Want to Protect Me  |  Want to Sleep with Me  |  Want to Use Me (iDK shall seeee)

[haouintheworld]

Haou needed to remember what he did, it was the only way to prevent whatever made him feel like this from happening again. The harder he tried to focus, the more the pain increased in his heart. He had to push through this mental block, he reached out to the Gentle Darkness inside him, inwardly begging for an answer or a crack in the spell.

Haou wished he could show the man holding him what was happening in his head, but the delicate pressure on Haou’s back calmed him. His breath started to come easier although it was still shaky and shallow as he tried to get through the pain. He could hear better now too, sounds didn’t seem so far away.  He felt safe in these arms, he felt protected...

Echoes of metals clanging and cries of chaos filled his mind’s eye. It was like the king was trapped in a small corner of his soul, locked within walls of shadow. Just on the other side of the barriers, he barely saw a silhouette. His soul recognised his and called out to him, but no sound came from his mouth.

Haou had to protect him too, no matter what.

With all the power he could muster, he punched the wall and felt it crack under the pressure. The sound reverberated in his mind, making him cry out in pain.

“Mamoru!”

haouintheworld‌:

Haou almost wanted to scream when Johan called him “Jūdai,” because that wasn’t his name…. Neither was Haou really, but it’s not like the king could argue for an actual name. With no memories to back up his argument, Haou let it go since he had other things to worry about. 

Haou could barely breathe through the pain he felt in his heart. The breaths he could get in and out sounded ragged as he fought with himself to stay or go. His mind an heart were such an infernal mess he couldn’t stop himself from burrowing his face in Johan’s neck, his eyes screwed shut in frustration. The flashes of Johan’s face with different eye and hair colours plagued his mind’s eye.

His open hand was at Johan’s waist, his fingers somewhat lost in the fabric; it was as if his hand was caught between pushing Johan away and never letting Johan go.

“I… I can’t remember anything except pain… Pain from something I did to you. I don’t want to hurt you, but I can’t leave you alone here. I can’t leave you again.” Haou finally let out�� slowly, reluctant to give any of the words life.

Pain Jūdai had caused…? Johan doesn’t remember anything like that. He was never hurt by his best friend. Maybe all the memories are jumbled up and he’s mistaking it? 

Johan stroked Haou’s back. Think Johan, think. What should you do in this situation? Should you say something? Keep quiet and wait till he calms down?

“…”

Haou only just started reacting this way after asking that odd question. Johan would brush it off as a memory error, but blonde is too specific… Right? And he clearly stated it was Johan with the blonde hair… 

He closed his eyes, continuing to think to himself, recalling the last moments of his battle against Yubel. 

Maybe the impact of the duel was so strong that he was blown into an alternate dimension… Which explains why nobody he knows is around and the desert biome had vanished. That’d also explain why all Duel Monsters here even  have duel disks. Almost everything points to the fact that he’s no longer in the same dimension as before…- Would that mean that the man in his arms isn’t even his friend? Or at least the one he knew? Johan questioned himself again.

“Nm… H…Haou?” That’s his name, right? “I don’t like seeing you in pain like this but… I  have a question………. Do you remember my name?”

Maybe if he says the right thing, it’ll jog his memory and everything will be solved.

[cpirits]

"Why are you doing this? I thought..." (Johan to Haou -- random ask just because I'm curious to how this would work >:D)

He looked at Johan, glaring from his place up high, where plebians couldn't dare reach. Legs crossed as he sat, part of him wanted to kick out at the bluenette, how dare he question what he didn't--couldn't understand. What a whiny bitch.

A smirk rose to cold lips, and he reared forward to leer from his seat on the massive obsidian throne. "Why not?" He replied curtly before sitting back straight and fixing his cape on his shoulders.

"Do you want something from me hmm?" Suddenly standing, his boots shimmered in the dim light that beheld the room, gold trim catching in Johan's eyes as Haou descended the stairs above and came to stand level with the other.

"You don't get to think here."

( @kitxkatrp )

[cpirits]

(( UNPROMPTED -- anon said: [ "I will never join you. I came here to replace you!!." (for Haou) ]

Golden eyes flashed angrily and his boot came down against their hand, crushing it under his heel, watching as they winced and didn't scream or writhe as worms normally did — this one was more resilient.

"Replace me, you think you can walk in my shadow ha!" A sneer crossed the Dark King's face and he ground his boot heel into their hand. "No one is strong enough to replace me."

[estel619]

A memory flashed up in Johan's mind. "Wait... Gentle Darkness? Why do I get the feeling it has something to do with Haou?" Of course, Judai had become Haou to save him in the Dark World.

He was relieved to hear that he wasn't going to lose his family. "I promise to look after them, and give them all that they need." He replied.

estel619‌:

“You’re welcome. Do you even know where home is?” Johan responded, absentmindedly stroking Ruby, who was still in his lap, fast asleep.

“You…. Won’t take these guys with you, will you?” There was a hint of sadness in his voice.

“Kingdom of the Gentle Darkness… Or something along those lines.”

Mamoru didn’t exactly know. He never bothered to ask. 

Glancing at the Crystal Beasts, the blonde’s expression softened. 

“They seem more happy with you than me.” He responded, leaning against the wall and looking out the window. 

“I am no longer needed.– I never was.”

[cpirits]

Is your muse good or bad at learning new things?  Haou

★ Haou is honestly really great with memory recall, though he's not lightning fast, he can study say, a map of a new area and recall where landmarks were said to be, and give remarks on what should be done.

( @kitxkatrp )

[cpirits]

( What Kind Of Villain Are You? )

[ Haou ]

CALMLY EVIL

you chose your path fully aware of what it entails. you're the suave villain, unflappable, smooth as silk. you're capable of cruelty without breaking your facade, and live with the consequences without hesitation. when you die, you're surprised. through all of your planning and posturing, you had forgotten that you too were mortal. but even as life slips through your fingers, you manage that smile. that same smile.

-- stolen from @raichoose

[cpirits]

( @duelheld // ASK )

 here he was, on his knees while presented before the dark king, one similar to himself when he became darkness. he thought he could save him, like before but, this wasn't as easy as winning a simple duel. perhaps it was his fault that lead the situation to this. brown hues staring up at him, an eye closed from the pain of his hair tugged.

  fubuki wasn't scared, he wasn't frightened for whatever haou could do to him, he already knew his place by now, there wasn't any way he could run, no where to flee when his men would find him again and again. his heart racing while weakness shown in his eyes, submitting to him, (and to himself that he could only remain here with him).

  "i belong to you," he paused, "...my king." yes, that's who haou is. and there wouldn't anyone else he could be with, except for the one who stood before, in his mighty presence and glory.

〜 多くの魂 ——— Those golden eyes that enjoyed looking down on everyone never once blinked, watching his captive like a Hawk, his grip upon the brown hair never relenting, even when the King heard him speak.

〜 多くの魂 ——— “You do, maggot.” And the hand enclosed around Fubuki’s throat as the one entangled in soft locks made its way down the head from the follicles, and fingers led down his face. All the while those golden eyes never blinked, locked with brown that he hated--as they were defiant, even if the man was obedient.

〜 多くの魂 ——— “Tell me, what should I do with you?” Haou darkly purred as he leaned in, close to Fubuki just about brushing lips after he spoke. Letting go of his throat, the King turned on a heeled boot and tucked his hands behind his back.

[haouintheworld]

The Gentle Darkness swore that after this altercation, he was going to track down the Light and give him a piece of his mind. He molded the face of his serpent form to look that of a basilisk he'd used long ago and let out another dangerous, rumbling hiss toward the illusion.

'For fuck's sake, kid, it's not ALL anyone's fault. Trust me.' The Dark hissed loudly into Haou's mind.

The hissing brought the king back from that memory, he carefully had time to react before slashing his sword at both white snakes. They corrected their course just shy of the dark blade. Haou stumbled into being back to back with the Gentle Darkness as he waited for the two snakes to spring again.

"I've fought him before and I can do it again, especially knowing it's a giant, ugly ball of light hiding behind a mask."

Wait a minute, he'd seen "Sakimu" swing his staff out of the corner of his eye. Why wasn't he singing again? Haou chanced a glance back at the two immortals.

And saw the Darkness had taken on a humanoid form in full, spiked armour which held the staff in two hands. No doubt flaring up at the Light with a look of rage and disappointment since the emotions came off in waves.

"That would've been more helpful earlier."

'Shut up, you're the one keeps letting words get to you. They're just words, kid.'

catastrophic-abomination

“Quality time?! With that selfishly ignorant bastard?! Sophia, you must be far dumber than I originally thought! Why don’t you ask him why any of this is happening! Let’s see that fucker squirm then! Go on! Ask him!” the Light snarled, agitated by the implication that he even remotely enjoyed the Darkness’ company. If it wasn’t for that motherfucker, then everything would have been fine. But no. The Darkness just had to fuck up everything.

“Mamoru was always going to be part of my plans, whether you got involved or not,” he snickered, adoring the reaction from the former King. “The rest is all details, my dear, for which I’ve no care for.”

He stalked around Haou, a carefree yet cruel air about him. His eyes held a crazed glow, not unlike the eyes of Sakimu. The dangerously deranged teeth-baring grin only adding to the image.

“Besides, if you truly believe you can beat me, remember, this body belonged to your dear ‘protector.’ I have complete access to his body’s movements and memories.”

Without a word, the two snake-like forms shot across the wasteland, striking at the larger black snake. They darted in and out, taking full advantage of their smaller size and their numbers. Using the distraction to his advantage, the Light lunged for Haou, swinging the staff down with enough force to break bone.

“Let the game begin!”

Haou slashed his sword against the staff to deflect its force back towards the Light, watching as the top part confirmed his suspicions about the physics of it.  Who thought of that staff design? Haou doubted it was a balanced weapon, but didn’t have time to dwell on it. The Light defied logic and wasn’t going to ask questions when he had whatever life he had to protect. 

“You forget that you so graciously reminded me of Sakimu and his fighting skills!” He back talked, jumping back to put more distance between him and the Light.

‘You’re going to need to duck in a second kid.’ The Darkness thought to Haou suddenly.

“What do you mea-AH!” Haou barely had time to glance to his side before one of the Light’s snakes went flying over his head, aimed between “Sakimu’s” eyes. 

The Darkness had expected enough the little snakes strategy to defend and conquer. So while one went to attack the Darkness’ front and the other to the back, the Darkness had used its weight to smack it towards the Light. The incredulous look he received from Haou was priceless.

If Haou lived through this altercation, the Darkness was going to have to teach him a thing or two. Especially about how the Light and Dark were related. 

“You’ve had two lifetimes to tell me about why the fuck I’ve had to deal with all this crap and NOW you think it’s a good idea to tell me why you two are acting like spurned lovers?!” Haou yelled back at the Darkness, who hissed loudly at him, eyes turning to slits before redirecting its attention to the other light snake. Haou watch the Light’s illusion for where it would strike next.