#seto: (shaking)

[youtriggeredmytrapcard]

[kisaraslover]

yeah Kisara was a self-banished wanderer, guilt ridden and afraid of her dragon but also like. who made the dragon. lol. theres always ALWAYS this quiet rage and grief, which claws at her skin trying to escape, just barely kept down at any given moment, and when her loyalty, therefore the dragons loyalty is bound to Seto there is not only no guilt, she surrendered completely, theres also relief and satisfaction. is he her enabler or is she his enabler trick question the answer is yes both

[tiredtriedfailures]

EVERY other man in the universe is subject to "omg get him brown contacts please hes so scary" but not seto kaiba. i see your thematic connection to and the patronage of, checking my notes, a deity called Blue Eyes White Dragon, who was your lover from a past life, what, 5 millennia ago? and now its symbol of your own power and honor and its your sole protector and blessing? see, thats just very tragic and wonderful im happy to sign your permits. here you go

[unfriendlyamazon]

might post more of my ygo simventures... i made a house where my caddyships are all supernatural creatures and yes they will be starting a band

[toonagi]

warmup doodles while working on artfight stuff

[atemyuu]

IVE STRUCK GOLD

Code to Kaiba’s Heart: a trashy yugioh doujin

Part 1 of 2 (linked)

The comic itself is uploaded free, but there are Gumroad and Sellfy versions that include 2 very short comics (puzzleshipping and rivalshipping) exclusive to people who purchase a pdf. 

Gumroad, Sellfy

[gallusrostromegalus]

What kind of deck would Kenpachi use for duel monsters?

Zaraki is the kind of guy who will hunt down Bakura and (gently (for Zaraki )) shake him until he does whatever the trick was that he heard about was that would turn him into a card so he could fight Exodia on foot, like the gods intended.

As for other people, because it's funny to contemplate:

Ichigo: Bad at card games, collects his deck 100% based on how much he likes the card art, inexplicably manages to make something remarkably functional, even if he nearly times out a dozen times because I'm he's reading the text on every card he draws.

Rukia: Melffys.

Chad: also Melffys

Uryuu: Understands how to run a functional deck with pendulum summoning. Cannot explain it to anyone else.

Mizuiro: Has a deck because he and Mokuba are casual acquaintances and the economics of Kaibacorp fascinate him. Plays much more competently than he thinks he does.

Keigo: plays Digimon.

Orihime: Has actually known and been online friends with Tea Gardner for longer than she's known Ichigo, because the former Los Osaka High Schooler and Now Prima Ballerina is the OTHER S-ranked Fairy Deck Player in Duel Monsters Online.

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Gotei-13:

Duel Monsters has migrated to Soul Society via Reverse London, but only some members of the Gotei-13 know of the game, let alone play with any competence.

Mayuri likes the card art and has casually attempted to re-create some of those monsters in the flesh because he was bored.

Hitsugaya thinks it's "so lame" but if you ask him why it's lame he has remarkably well-informed opinions about the game design that could only have come from getting WAAAAY too into it at one point.

Gin played duel monsters online briefly until Aizen took an interest, because the concept of matching wits with a total stranger who couldn't see him either intrigued him. Gin taught him the basics, (these are the three scores that matter, the rest is conditions creation, you'll love it-!) and released him into the forums. Tousen enjoyed a nice three-month vacation as Aizen got addicted to online play until he entered an unranked tournament and got wasted in two turns by someone with a bunch of twee little fairies in the first round. Threw an enormous temper tantrum about it and forbade anyone, especially Gin who made it to the semi-finals, from ever mentioning the game again

Byakuya, the universal expert on all things Ambassador Wakame, took an interest in the game because he recognized the Kaibacorp Logo on a card Rukia had. There is very little Wakame Ambassador Merch in soul society because it's actually a Living World IP, and Byakuya had noted that the company that owned all things Wakame Ambassador had been purchased by Kaibacorp. He asks Rukia, who tells him all about Duel Monsters, and that there is an entire Kaibaland Theme Park a few cities over from where she was deployed in the living world.

"...would it be possible to contact this Seto Kaibacorp?" Byakuya frowns into the middle distance.

A week later, Rukia unexpectedly opens a gate into Ichigo's Bedroom at 2AM.

"Not directly but anybody can write to his company and the message might get passed along- like how Rikichi sorts all the mail addresses to you that gets sent to the sixth." Rukia shrugs. "You'd need a return address in the living world for him to write back though."

-

"Gah!" She yelps.

"THIS IS WHY YOU CALL AND WAIT FOR PERMISSION TO COME OVER!" Ichigo, home from undergrad for the week, growls at her.

"Hi Miss Rukia!" Orihime waves from on top of Ichigo, not bothering to get dressed.

"Uh, um- congratulations?" Rukia mumbles, covering her face.

"What happened now?" Ichigo groaned, reaching for his pants.

"My bro- Captain Kuchiki requests your assistance in delivering a message to a human in the living world!" She stammers, thrusting the message in his general direction.

"Rukia I don't think this will go through the postal system..." Orihime mutters taking it from her instead of putting on clothes or moving from her position on top of Ichigo.

"What? I thought we put enough stamps on it-? Gah! Please put on a shirt!" Rukia yelps.

"Rukia you know what boobs are." Orihime mutters, studying the missive. "I'll just put this in a box and mail it to them in the morning, okay?"

"Yeah! Sure! Fine!" Rukia sputters, reopening the gate as fast as she can.

"REMEMBER TO CALL NEXT TIME!" Ichigo hollers after her.

-

The Brothers Kaiba stared at the message.

"I'd say it looks like someone tried to mail me from the Meji Era but I've had enough of time-travelling bourgeoisie for one lifetime." Seto grumbled.

"That's not what you were saying last night!" Atem teased from over the video call.

"I mean, if I'm doing the calculations right, and he really is offering to pay us in bullion, that's like... Ten times what the Wakame Ambassador IP is worth." Mokuba frowned at the figures laid out in neat but archaic handwriting on the medieval-looking scroll that arrived in a box, but covered with postage from six different countries inside.

"...when do you get back again?" Seto glared at Atem through the call.

"Not until June, my impatient lord of dragons." Atem smirked.

"...fuck it, let's meet this guy." Seto decided. "He can't be any weirder than everyone else I know."

-

Lord Byakuya Kuchiki was, in fact, on par with, if not actually over the median level of weirdness in Seto's circle of tolerated people.

He really did look and speak like he'd stepped out of a time machine from the late 1800's and was, indeed, completely up front and honest about purchasing the rights to Wakame Ambassador and any merchandise Kaibacorp had, with a chest full of gold bullion.

Unlike most of Seto's acquaintances-with-benefits, Lord Kuchiki was polite, addressed him with a proper level of respect, perfectly straightforward in his request and even explained that he knew he was over-paying, but he'd been on the wrong side of copyright law before, and at least some of this was overvaluing the property as insurance that someone wouldn't attempt to buy it out from under him.

"...Alright, we have a deal." Seto smirked, leaning back in his chair. "I have to ask though- why Wakame Ambassador, of all things?"

"Why the Blue Eyes White Dragon?" He gestured to the office's distinct decoration with a knowing smile. "There is no shame here- if anything, I admire the boldness with which you live your truth."

Seto squinted at him for a long moment, before slowly cracking a smile. "Alright- you tell me about Wakame Ambassador and I'll tell you about her."

-

"Unbelievable." Mokuba gaped.

"I didn't know it was possible." Muttered Rukia.

The two dark-haired, diminutive siblings of more famous older brothers regarded each other for a moment.

"Does. Does yours not talk either?" Mokuba asked, pointing into the office where Kaiba and Kuchiki had been excitedly discussing something non-stop for the better part of three hours.

"I'm lucky if I can get a dozen words out of him a week." Rukia gawked. "He. He doesn't smile like that either? What the hell??"

"Seto smiles, but it's usually a threat- I. I don't think I've ever seen him this chill before..." Mokuba marveled at the scene before them.

"Do we... Leave them to it?" Rukia muttered.

"We'll never get on any of the rides at this rate." Grumbled Karin, who had heard the words "roller coaster park" and elbowed Ichigo in the stomach to take the job of escorting the Kuchiki siblings to Kaibaland from him. "Yuzu?"

Yuzu, who had been drafted into the expedition because she could actually make sense of the high-speed rail system, closed the book she'd been reading with a sigh and stuck her head in the door.

"Mr. Kuchiki? I'm sorry to interrupt, but we left so early I didn't get to eat breakfast, and it's past lunchtime now..." She said, giving the highly manipulatable shinigami her best Precious Moments Figurine face.

"Huh?" Kaiba blinked, then look down at the clock on his desk. "...How is it one thirty?"

Kuchiki looked at something that might have been a cell phone or a large beetle. Seto had learned to stop asking those questions. "Good heavens, you must be starving! Is there a commissary or..?"

"No way, we've got a food expo going on at the Astrodome. They can have whatever they want, on me." Seto shook his head, getting up and waving for them to follow.

"What the FUCK?" Mokuba whispered.

"Oh wow!" Rukia gasped, eyes sparkling "-do you think there will be carrot cake?"

"-So tell me about this Agents Of Nori filler arc," Seto said with genuine fascination as the two men walked down the hall, leaving bewildered siblings in their wake.

-

Yugi frowned at the latest Duel Monsters expansion with concern for the better part of ten minutes before slowly looking up at Mokuba on the other side of the living room "...I feel like I missed something important."

"What?" Mokuba blinked, looking up from his CapMon spreadsheets. "Oh, yeah. Seto made a friend who got him into this bizarre old cartoon, so now there's a line of cards based on the IP. I think it's a birthday present because the guy got some author to write up a novelisation of the new Blue Eyes canon for his."

Yugi stared blankly at Mokuba.

"Seto."

"Yes."

"...Made a friend?"

"Yyyyyyep."

"...on his own? Organically?"

"Believe it or not, Seto does pay attention to your friendship speeches." Mokuba glared.

"...I'm. I'm glad? I just can't get my head around it. What did he DO?" Yugi glared.

"...It's not so much that Seto did anything so much as Mr. Kuchiki is a very similar type and degree of fucking weirdo Seto is, and due to your good influence, Seto didn't immediately panic about that and... They just kind of..." Mokuba pursed his lips, trying to think of a word, and instead interlaced his fingers. "-meshed. Like gears."

Yugi's stare went from blank befuddlement to Great fear "I cannot overstate how alarming the concept of Two Setos is. We did that once, and the universe almost ended."

"Nah, it's fine.- if anything, he's a good example." Mokuba waved. "Kuchiki has an even bigger and more proactive cadre of friends that follow him around and holler if he misbehaves, so he's a lot more domesticated than Seto is."

Yugi sat on the couch, trying to imagine a less feral Seto, and could feel himself getting a headache.

"Kuchiki also looks and acts like he stepped fresh out of the Heian-era imperial court scene." Mokuba added.

"THERE IT IS!" Yugi sighed with relief.

[multifandoms27-blog]

I got inspired by a certain season to request this. Can I request headcanons of Yugi, Yami and Kaiba reacting to their S/O joining an evil organization and challenging them to a duel please? (Whether it's their own volition or their being brainwash, is up to you~)

I love battle city so I went with Marik controlling them for this! Lets go boys and ghouls hehehehehe

Content: Yugi x gn!Reader, Yami Yugi x gn!Reader, Seto Kaiba x gn!Reader (separate)

Warnings: Mentions of attempted amputation, drowning, and beheading

Notes: Sorry this took so long! I couldn't decide what to do for Yugi's part for a very long time!

• ───────────────── •

❥Yugi

He pushed the pharaoh away from this duel. He wanted to save you, just as he saved Joey.

He may even tune out his friends to save you, or split off from them completely. He loves his friends, but he loves you more.

He demands Marik release you, and when he doesn't, he goes through with the duel.

He wins, expectedly, and when he sees a saw heading straight for your neck he wails out in terror.

"Y/N! NO!" He rushes forward and tugs you onto the floor just before the saw rips past.

In your confusion, you blink open your eyes and look up at Yugi. "Yu...Yugi...?"

"I'm here, I'm here. You're safe now." His tears streamed down his face as he slowly lifted you up.

He put a hand on your cheek and went in for a long kiss. The cries of his friends interruped him, making both of you turn and look at Joey, Tristan and Tea. Joey spoke first. "Y/n! Yugi! You okay?!"

"We're fine!" Yugi yelled from across the arena, then turned back to you. "I'll make sure nothing like that happens to you again."

"What...even happened?" You asked.

"I'll explain when we leave. I'm just so happy you're safe." He wiped his own tears away, then took you by the hand and led you out of there.

❥Yami Yugi

You mean so much to him, so much that he didn't allow Yugi to take over for this duel. He would rescue you himself, and then tear Marik apart.

Yami cursed Marik as he took over your every move and forced you to duel in a death trap.

He knew he had to beat you in order to have Marik relinquish control over you. As soon as he summoned Dark Magician, the duel was over.

The trap Marik had you in forced you under water, but in a tank. Not open water like Joey's.

Yami dove into the tank after you plunged. Marik released control of your mind, making you try to gasp for breath. In your confusion, you swallowed a lot of water.

Yami swam as fast as he could to you, hooked his hands under your arms and began trying to pull you up. His own strength could only take him so far, but before he knew it, Joey and Tristan had jumped in to help. Together, the three men pulled you out of the tank.

You coughed up some water after being turned on your side so you wouldn't choke. Yami held you close as you did, shaking and holding in tears.

"I thought I lost you forever..." He whispered.

"I'm here, I'm here..." You spoke reassuringly to both Yami and yourself.

"And you're not going anywhere without me." Yami tightened his hold just a little bit.

❥Seto Kaiba

He hates this. This is just like Mokuba being kidnapped, but you're right there.

You're right there but he can't reach you.

He doesn't know whether to beat you or let you win so you can be spared. It brings him back to his own antics towards Yugi during Duelist Kingdom.

Except you're not doing this of your own volition, he knows you aren't. He doesn't normally believe in supernatural things, but this is different.

He decides to beat you. While the duel goes on, he has a plan in his mind to free you from the trap as well as himself.

When he beats you, Marik laughs in your mind as he lets go of your mind control, thinking you're about to die. Seto however, springs into action, freeing you from getting a limb chopped off.

You have no idea what's going on, and honestly you feel really dizzy and your vision is blurry. Seto holds you close, calming down slowly knowing you're alive in his arms.

"S...Seto?" You asked, looking up at him.

Your vision was slowly coming back to you, and you recognized his white jacket. He didn't say anything for a moment, just continued to hold you. Then he spoke.

"It's okay, I have you now. Let's get out of here." Seto stands with you in his arms, leaving the building.

"What...happened?"

Seto begins to tell you the events leading up to the duel, how Marik had somehow possessed you and forced you to duel to the death with him, but he had managed to free both you and him. He then informed you that you were not to leave his side for the rest of his tournament.

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Here is my Masterlist in case you want to request, or look for more of your favorite character!

[shinayashipper]

Thinking about Yugi getting sick from overworking but he thinks he's Just Fine and then Mokuba put the thermometer on him and it's 40°C or something

"YUGI????? GET TO THE MEDICAL WING RIGHT THIS INSTANT!!"

"Oh but im ok" *hands literally shaking*

"NO!!!!!"

And then Seto got notified and he's going to give Yugi an Earful 😂😂

[gaysetokaibas]

updating this because jack in the box has a pineapple shake and kaiba loves it too, i think. proof attached below

kaiba goes to starbucks and orders the pink drink, he told me. its true.

[whumpschild]

YU-GI-OH duel mosnters WHUMP LIST

This is baced off the japanese dub, events are different because of the 4kids cencorship of violance

(People pass on this show because of the animation style but trust me the whump is good)

Yugi muto

Ep#

3. Has his soul taken by yami bakura. Attack points cut in half, paralyzed.

21. Thrown against boxes, uncontious

38. Overwhelmed by the shadow duel, troubble breathing, passes out, uncontious

40. Mind invaded

51. Puts together his puzzle in a fire, dizzy from the heat, passes out, rescued and carroed by friends. In the hospital.

75. Chained to an anchor with joey in a deathmatch

76. Changes from yami to yugi. Takes a hit, struggles to handle it.

78. Yugi sacrifices himself to save joey, passes out, pulled under water. Rescued by joey

101. Yami attacked, yugi switches places to protect him, appeirs fine then colapses.

102. Thrown back by barrier

137. Soul being used by a sacrifice, screaming in pain.

138. Hit by Ra, screaming in pain

147. Nightmare

154. Thrown by explosion.

158. Soul is lost to the seal of orichalcos.

163. Dieling yami, colapses after defeat.

184. Washes up on an island uncontious.

202. Seperated from yami, wakes up to joey shakeing him awake

Atem/ yami yugi.

Ep#

4. Thretaned by fire

75. Chained to an anchor w joey. Takes a kit twice, screaming in pain.

92. Jumps in the way to save Mai and Joey, screamin in pain, colapses, friends worried for him.

100. Attacked directly, screamin in pain, hugging body

101. Attacked, colapses yugi switches places to protect him.

118. Direct attack, passes out

132. Yami and kaiba shown past visions, exhausted, out of breath.

138. Gets hit by Ra, falls to his knees.

140. Struck in the chest, screams in pain.

158. Loses a duel, colapses, yugis soul is taken, friends worried for him.

160 (not really whump bit) yugi punches a wall in anger, slids down a wall.

162. Falls offa cliff in a train. Wakes up from a nightmare after being rescued. Duels the darkness in his heart

183. Yami obsorbed by goop, takes on the darkness in form of a snake, screaming in pain.

184. Washes up on an island uncontious.

207. Passes out, falls off a horse, wakes up to yugi and friends.

208. Falls off a cliff, wakes up in a small cave.

209. Yami Bakura tries to use him as a sacrifice falls to his knees in pain, clutching chest. Grabs his body as dark magician is hit.

210. In pain. Hand near his chest, soul attacked, screaming in pain, hugging his body

215. Dizzy giveing orders, colapses, caught by seto

217. Colapses after obolisk is destroyed.

218. Coughs blood, passes out. Fights Zorc with kiba, wakes up on the ground.

219. Colapses, struggles to get up, cries desprately for yugi.

Joey wheeler/ jhonochi katsuya

3. Jumps into the ocian to save yugis cards, almost drowns.

55. Beat up, red eyes stolen from him.

64. Thrown to the ground.

70. Knocked uncontious, kidnapped friends worried and looking for him.

72. Wakes up tied to a chair, mind cintrolled.

75. Tied to an anchor with yugi in a deathmatch.

78. Fighting mariks mind controll, grabbing head, breaks free. Drowning

87. Attacked directly, colapses to his knees. hit by Ras lightning. Passes out.

128. Attacked by Ra directly, passes out, stops breathing, friends try to wake him up.hooked to medical equipment

154. Joey uncintious from explosion.

170. falls to his knees when a monster is destroyed, hands on his stomoch, in pain

171. thrown into oricalcos barrier, ahocked, colapses, exhausted

173. Vision blurring from last duel. Directly attacked almost colapses hands shakeing. Eyes dull, neerly colapses again. Can bearly stand at points. Passes out, soul taken

174-177: joey piriodicly seen being carried by his friends.

183. Obsorbed by black goop.

Bonus theres more whump for kiba and bakura but i didnt keep track of it so yall will have to look

180. Kibas soul taken

220. Bakura colapseing onto joey

MOVIES

Pyramyd of light

32:00 yugi has a vision from a mummy, wakes up on the ground

46:00 uncontious, wakes up inside the pyramyd of light

48: stabbed by sagi the dark clown (cencored in the dub)

1:04:55 yamis life point hit 200, passes out

1:07:00 yugi feels the effects from yami, body feels weak

1:14:00 yami struggling to get up.

Dark side of dimentions.

53: bakura colapses to his knees, has ptsd like symptoms from being reminded of liveing in egypt with his dad.

1:15:00 yugi almost gets hit by a truck

1:59:00 yugi colapses

[ladydraculena]

Dexmess - Do you like me? - I married you...?

⌛️ Distance was always a challenge, but Joey never imagined it would hurt this much. He had always known that separation came with their worlds—his life as a duelist and Seto’s demanding projects, especially now with Seto caught up in work overseas. Their time together had become scarce, and Joey couldn’t shake the fear that they were drifting apart. One quiet night, the weight of it all becomes too much, and he realizes he can’t keep ignoring it—he needs to talk to Seto before the distance between them becomes something they can’t overcome.

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jounouchi Katsuya | Joey Wheeler/Kaiba Seto Characters: Jounouchi Katsuya | Joey Wheeler, Kaiba Seto Additional Tags: Aged-Up Character(s), Married Couple, Anxiety, Communication, no beta we die like pegasus wife, Domestic Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Very fluffy, Texting

[alectoperdita]

WIP Wednesday

More No light since that's what eating my brain right now. Sorry I just couldn't get over the image of Kaiba sitting in perfect seiza while frog tied. No wonder Jounouchi can't stop staring at him.

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Kaiba almost jumped out of his skin when a hand touched his shoulder.

"Sit up and back on your ankles," instructed Jounouchi.

Pivoting his ankles outward, he flattened the top of his feet into the mattress and pressed his right toe over his left. He pushed back and settled his buttocks into the curve of his heels. Muscle memory took care of the rest: straight-backed, toes tucked, hands placed palm down and fingers closed.

Jounouchi rounded the bed to face his front, chuckling in amusement at what he saw. "I should've known you'd sit like the textbook example of seiza."

Pride burned in his chest. Even naked, bound, and gagged, he was still Kaiba Seto. His posture could be nothing short of perfect. He hadn't endured hours and hours of grueling etiquette lessons in his youth to come away with sloppy form.

Jounouchi brushed his hands aside though to finish securing the remaining straps around Kaiba's thigh. Once he was finished, Kaiba couldn't resist testing the restraints, only to lose his balance. Stupid, stupid, his legs were firmly tied up.

To his shame, Jounouchi caught and righted him. "Sit pretty for me, will ya?" he purred and tilted Kaiba's chin up. "I wanna enjoy this view for a moment."

Kaiba's skin crawled as his gaze raked across his body. Beyond the lust shining in his eyes, a softer admiration filled them. Successfully fending off the urge to cover himself up, Kaiba resettled his palms atop his thighs.

"God, you're perfect," Jounouchi muttered under his breath, awed.

The compliment settled in Kaiba's belly, enveloping his body in honeyed warmth. It was tempting to sink into it. Let it carry him away.

"You look like the perfect s—" Jounouchi cut himself off with a shake of his head. Kaiba wondered what he meant to say. But Jounouchi pivoted directions, a tick louder but voice weighed low with desire. "You can't even imagine the things I wanna do to you."

The star at his core pulsed nova hot. Kaiba would've demanded further elaboration, but the gag prevented him. Instead, he "sat pretty" as Jounouchi's rough hands explored his front. He shuddered when fingers brushed over his stiff nipples. Were it not for the gag, he would've moaned clearly.

Jounouchi doubled back and pinched a nipple. The sting shot straight to Kaiba's shameless cock.

"Like nipple clamps for these cuties. I got a pair in the bag, y'know. Turn 'em from pink to purple in no time." Jounouchi leered.

Kaiba's nostrils flared. Not because he found the suggestion erotic. Nope, definitely not. It was because Jounouchi just grabbed both nipples and twisted.

His body only grew hotter, his breathing more ragged as Jounouchi toyed with his nipples. Kaiba never considered them as being particularly sensitive, even on the seldom occasions Jounouchi paid them attention. But now they acted as dials, ramping up his sensitivity and arousal the more Jounouchi lavished his attention on them.

The gag didn't entirely muffle his cry when Jounouchi ducked forward and captured a bud in his mouth. When he sucked, hard and mean, the flare of pain was as intoxicating as any pleasure. Kaiba's chest heaved as Jounouchi gave his nipple a farewell kiss before pulling back.

The pebbled bud glistened in the lamplight, shiny with spit. Surrounding the areola was a dark dotted circle where he bit him.

"Like I said, so fucking pretty."

[yuukei-yikes]

the ayano and hiyori housemates situation of hiyori finding ayano to be the type of person she doesn’t get along with bc ayano is so fucking nosy���. but she secretly grows on her and she’ll defend her or worry abt her when she’s not around. id love to hear if u have more thoughts on that dynamic sometime…. for obvious bias reasons

this kinda ended up being a little long so it's gonna go under read more. Yay hiyori and ayano shenanigans!

YEAHHHH EXACTLY. i think what irks hiyori so much is the people pleasing attitude, which is a habit ayano really can't shake and even intensifies with hiyori 'cause One, they're family, and that's very important to ayano, and Two, hiyori. is open about her dislike of ayano. which kind of drives ayano Insane.

just. ayano and shintaro's initial dynamic. shintaro wanted NOTHING to do with her but ayano was like whatever brain boy You will be my friend. and he's a softie so he does give in eventually but someone like hiyori? lol. no wayyyy she cannot STAND ayano and she's open about it she's COLD. she's like stop talking to me like i'm STUPID, we don't know each other, we're just related, LEAVE ME ALONE. and that really REALLY clashes with ayano who can only seem to make things worse

and i do agree with u, i still think ayano grows on her and hiyori will defend her if necessary, but she's never ever open about it and even if they have little moments here and there, hiyori's coldness always comes out on top

the fun thing about them as housemates is... ayano isn't as pushy anymore, 'cause she's used to hiyori ignoring her. it's their dynamic by this point. ayano says omg hi how was your day, hiyori answers with a dry Fine. whatever. they still live with kido, kano, seto and mary so it's easy enough to sort of go around each other. but when these 4 move out and they're ALONE... shit gets real. because hiyori's, what, 16 or 17, and ayano's like 22 or 23, and, well.

ayano's The adult in charge of her, technically, and grew up with 3 rowdy younger siblings that She was the one always looking out for, her mom died at a young age and kenjirou was Kenjirou and it is very implied she took over all the household chores, meals, etc. in the sixth novel haruka describes the house as spotless and tidy, the complete opposite of their classroom, so he doubted it was mr tateyama's doing (mekatrio 100% help too btw and i think ayano would welcome it, but never allow them to do more than She does. they kept being robbed of their childhoods, i think this is why the trio are literal menaces when younger while ayano was a naggy older sister at times, despite the basically insignificant age diff. she really wanted to take charge, all things considered)

basically, ayano IS really young, but she's Really used to this dynamic. she wants hiyori to like her, but she will still Make Her Do Stuff... which rich kid hiyori is SO not used to, and also why is this overgrown toddler telling HER what to do? she's what, like 6 years older?? so what!!! my secret sister had a secret kid and now that kid is ordering ME around!?!? she definitely doesn't see ayano as someone in charge of her. and not only that, but she thinks she's a pathetic excuse of an adult and a living doormat. AND NOT ONLY THAT, but if provoked enough, she probably says so. to her face.

so they definitely fall into a dynamic of "you should pick up your room..." "UGHHHH YOU RUIN MY LIFEEEEEEE*DOOR SLAM*" which is very funny but also, begins to really. really. REALLY. GET UNDER AYANO'S SKIN.

surprisingly their biggest bonding moments happen when ayano can't handle it anymore and loses her cool. i think it'd be awesome if ayano like really fucking loses her mind and yells at hiyori and she yells back and they Fight. or hiyori does something really stupid and dangerous and ayano has to get her out of some mess and hiyori's acting all above it like ugh i didnt need you to come get me. and ayano's like YES I DID YOU'RE JUST A KID!!!

but when their dynamic gets to this back and forth, hiyori starts to soften up. because this was the problem. ayano was acting like.... a mom? and hiyori HAD a mom. a really weird one obviously but she does, but she never got to have her sister. so her starting to pointlessly bicker with ayano and sort of... getting Enjoyment out of getting on her nerves is inadvertently what causes hiyori to finally give in.

ayano has no fucking clue what made this change happen, but if hiyori is home then she isn't just shut in her room All the time, she'll sit next to her if she's watching something, maybe entertain her conversations more. they can have ACTUAL, real conversations, where ayano can ask about her grandparents, and hiyori can ask about her sister, and together they're able to put together the puzzle that was ayaka's life.

ayano's nosy attitude still annoys hiyori, and hiyori's dismissive attitude still annoys ayano. sometimes u wanna kill ur sister with hammers but you still love her, and that's how it is. ur honor. i rest my case!

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virgin seto time

i'm still struggling to write but i managed to plod out the beginning of seto's deflowering. a little bj action for y'all out there

“You really never sucked cock before?” Jounouchi asked.

Seto bit down on his bottom lip as he removed his jacket. He’d professed his lack of experience already. Whatever had convinced him to follow his loins this evening was shaking back into its cage of anxiety, but he was determined. He turned sharply, refusing to allow his nerves to show. Jounouchi was still admiring the penthouse sweet, and Seto crossed the room to grab him by the jacket, shoving it off of his shoulders. Jounouchi laughed, shifting it free.

“Didn’t think you’d be so eager,” he said.

Seto undid the button of his pants and dropped the zipper. Red fabric revealed itself, and he saw the dark hair of his happy trail fringing around the waistband of his boxers. His hand hovered over his pants, but Seto’s body locked up tight. Fear hammered in his heart alongside lust. Jounouchi saw his hesitation, and he took Seto by both wrists, guiding him to the couch.

“Come here,” he said and pulled Seto into his lap. “Don’t worry about it just yet.”

“You came here to fuck me,” Seto said.

“Oh, I know. That tight little butt of yours is mine.” Jounouchi gave his ass a squeeze, guiding Seto to sit on top of him. “We got plenty of time.”

Seto made a frustrated sound. “I’m ready.”

“Yeah?” Jounouchi cupped his face and pressed his thumb to Seto’s lips. The pressure of it surprised him, and Seto’s mouth parted. “Show me.”

Seto blinked, mouth drawing open as Jounouchi pressed down harder. Right, yes, this had been the point, hadn’t it? Jounouchi’d offered to let Seto ‘practice’ on him. He was supposed to show Jounouchi he was no blushing virgin quivering at the first sight of cock. But he was forced to admit, as he sucked Jounouchi’s thumb between his lips, that he was grateful for a slower approach. He drew his tongue across the digit, slurping on it. He watched as Jounouchi’s eyes widened, the pupil pressing wide. He moved his hand, presenting two fingers to Seto. He wrapped his mouth around them and began to suck.

Jounouchi’s other hand still squeezed his ass, and his grip grew tighter and tighter as Seto worked his tongue over his fingers. Jounouchi started to shift underneath Seto’s weight. His hips rolled with slow, even motion. Seto shivered. He was buried in Jounouchi’s lap, and every movement rubbed his cock against Seto’s backside. He was getting hard. Seto was making him hard. He sucked more forcefully, trying to draw the fingers in further. Jounouchi hooked his fingers and yanked down, dropping Seto’s jaw like a joint come loose. His tongue flopped over his lips as Jounouchi petted it. He sat straddling him, drool pooling at the corners of his open mouth.

“You look fucking hot like this,” Jounouchi said. “You got a fucking pretty mouth. You’re gonna look good sucking my dick.”

Seto felt his skin rile. An urge to take control moved his muscles, and he clamped his mouth down on three fingers, dragging Jounouchi’s entire hand to press against his mouth. He sucked harder almost smiled when he felt Jounouchi’s dick jump underneath him. He slid down between his legs and settled at the edge of the couch. Once again, Jounouchi was presented in front of him, but now his cock pressed hard against the elastic of his underwear. Jounouchi lifted up so he could pull his pants down, and his cock sprang free. Not completely erect, it was still more than Seto had expected. Dark hair curled around its base, and Jounouchi gripped a hand around it to pump himself up. Seto could only stare as the foreskin folded back to show the large head. Veins turned the skin pink, and a singe tear of wetness pooled at its slit.

Intimidation froze him. His mouth parted as he considered how it would feel to suck the head, how difficult it might be to work his mouth over the shaft, how deep he could manage, how tight it would feel if it sat in his throat. If he could do it, if he could prove himself a world class cocksucker in one go, Jounouchi would have no choice but to praise his skills. He’d come down his throat with some ridiculous expression on his face, and everyone would be forced to agree that Seto was the best again.

If he could do it. If, feeling a little further away with each inch of Jounouchi’s cock. Joey thumbed his slit, head leaning back, eyes closed, and then he released a breath and looked down on Seto. He sloped his dick down so the head was level with Seto’s mouth.

“You got a condom or anything?” he said.

Seto blinked as his brain cells caught up. Right, of course, safety first. Except, well, none of Seto’s fantasies involved condoms. It was better to take full advantage of the situation, he decided.

“Are you clean?” Seto said, lifting his head up.

“Oh, uh, yeah?’ Now Jounouchi seemed to catch up to the conversation.

Seto gripped a hand on his thigh. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah, yeah,” he said. “I’m on top of my shit.”

“Good.” He settled back onto his knees. “Then I’m not concerned.”

Jounouchi’s eyes widened again. “You sure?”

Seto held his gaze. “I’m ready.”

He leaned down to kiss the tip of his dick, and then Jounouchi thrust inside him. Seto was overwhelmed by the sudden intrusion. Musk filled his nostrils and salt coated his tongue. The sour flavor made his eyes water, but he refused to let go. Saliva flooded his mouth as he sucked on the heady member, trying to push himself to take more and more. He held his breath, and it grew tighter and tighter in his throat until his chest spasmed and he drew back coughing. Spit overflowed from his mouth as his face turned red. Already failing. Shame beat a heavy drum in his chest. He flinched when he felt Jounouchi’s fingers brush through his hair.

“Hey,” he said, “it’s okay. Take a breath through your nose.”

Seto did, letting his lungs expand with air. He breathed out slowly and repeated. He settled back into position, repeating the exercise as he wrapped his fingers around the base of Jounouchi’s cock. Jounouchi’s eyes fluttered, and the fingers in his hair gripped a little tighter. Seto brought his dick to his mouth again, now taking time to lavish him with his tongue. Jounouchi groaned, slipping down on the couch as his whole body relaxed into the sensation.

“You really never had a dick in your mouth?” he said, dark eyes staring down at him. Seto shook his head, and he groaned again. “Can’t believe I get to be the first. Fuck, it’s gonna be hard not to blow my load on your face. I think you’d like that.”

Seto opened his mouth to let him in again, but Jounouchi kept his dick resting on his bottom lip. He grabbed it by the head and dragged it across Seto’s mouth. Precum dripped and smeared over his lips. Seto’s tongue flicked out to invite him in, and he attempted to close over the head, but Jounouchi now wanted to tease him. Make him beg for it, Seto realized. Heat sank down through him, making his head light. His whole face was red, his mouth open and panting, debased already and he hadn’t even undone his tie. Humiliating. Seto Kaiba on his knees, and Jounouchi of all people treating him like some overeager teenager. His mouth managed to close over Jounouchi’s cock, and he sucked him back in, more forcefully this time. He hollowed his cheeks and sucked.

“Fuck,” Jounouchi breathed. The hand gripped in Seto’s hair pulled taut, and Seto forced air out of his lungs. “Fuck, that’s good. You like that?”

Seto’s eyes squeezed shut as he focused on the task at hand. Part of him wanted to make Jounouchi come like this, to prove he was not merely some novice, but the promise of sitting on his cock was too enticing. He was caught in his fantasy, and Jounouchi pulled on his hair so sharply it made him gasp. His jaw swung open, spilling the pooled saliva over his cum stained mouth, and a moan sounded from his chest. He closed his mouth around his dick again, but Jounouchi had found a new lever on his toy. He yanked his hair again, and Seto’s eyes fluttered back.

“Don’t be shy,” Jounouchi said. “It’s just you and me right now. I want to hear you if there’s something you like.”

He pulled him up by the roots, and Seto whined high pitched. He was losing control again. Mouth open, panting, Jounouchi’s dick slipped free again. This time Jounouchi dragged him up and down his length by the hair. Seto’s tongue hung loose like a welcome mat, and he slurped the sensitive skin as Jounouchi’s dick rubbed against his face. The wet sloppy mess of his mouth was now extending up his cheekbones, dripping down his jaw, smearing over his face. Maybe Jounouchi would come all over his face. His dick pulsed with every touch, swollen with precum that Seto eagerly lapped up.

“Not bad,” Jounouchi murmured.

Seto’s heart fluttered with the compliment, and then he squashed the feeling. ‘Not bad’ and ‘not good’ were too closely related for him. Jounouchi dragged him back up to settle in his lap. Jounouchi’s rough hands started pulling at the silk of his tie.

“I think it’s time to get that stick out of your ass,” he said. “Show me the bedroom.”

[moonogre]

On Wednesdays We Murder! ⛽️ 🔥

Thanks @alectoperdita for listening to the Cry Baby playlist! It got me hype on these weirdos again. Also please go read Alecto's Lure for more mean sexy problematic vibes. It's the longest work in the ship by my estimation and so deliciously worth it!

Cry Baby is the next long project after my current WIP. Here's a sexy murder boyfriend excerpt. (PS Mokuba is not murdered Imao)

(Also I was too shy for the group intro but in case folks don't know l am @moonogre and chat fandom stuff there mostly!)

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"Don't play your fucking mind games with me-"

Seto's face crumbled into a rare expression of confusion.

"Mind games?" Katsuya was caught in Seto's eyes, molten gold. Something about this bewilderment looked positively melancholic on Seto, and when he spoke next, Katsuya understood why. "Katsuya, you're the one with whom I speak plainly. What do you want to know? Just ask. I'll tell you anything."

For all intents and purposes, Seto looked to be telling the truth. His face was earnest, lips parted slightly.

He was splayed beneath him, hair the colour of sea foam spilling around his head. His hands bound, Katsuya's grip on the rope. Eyes like the Midas touch: in its line of sight, Katsuya was touched, too, and all his senses gilded...

"What do you fucking want from me?" Katsuya hissed.

Seto smiled, and he would appear an angel to anyone else, but Katsuya wasn't fooled. They had just murdered the only surviving members of Seto's family in cold fucking blood.

Kaiba Seto was the fucking devil.

"I want to be yours, Katsuya," his voice had sunk into its desperate, dark promise. "And I want you to be mine. I want to watch you take everything you've ever wanted. Even if it's me." His gaze glinted, pupils blown. "Especially if it's me.”

Seto writhed a bit below Katsuya and pressed his shin between his legs, smiling at what his friction found. Katsuya’s blood thrummed in his ears, thick and loud. Seto bound in his shaking grip, chest lightly heaving, hawk-eyes gleamed in rapture. Jounouchi had fallen prey to his arousal long ago, baring down on Seto’s mouth finally. The boy barely waited for their lips wet, desperate contact to open as though he would gorge Katsuya’s soul, right from his open mouth. Katsua smoothed his tongue into Seto’s mouth and the boy moaned with a whore’s abandon that wound every sinew in Katsuya lust-tight. Katsuya clung to the coarse rope encircling Seto’s wrist and imagined how raw the bounds would rub the boy’s pale skin, vice-tight in his grip once he started his merciless rutting into him, over and over.

"I want you," Seto breathed in his ear. This close, Katsuya could smell the gasoline, and how lifeless Seto looked in the eyes as he doused his aunt's townhome in petrol, its pungent benzene wafting between them, even now. She'd wailed with her crammed hands tied through the banister, pleading for her life. The tinder had crackled when the flames twined themselves in the walls, the rugs, the rafting, raining slow burning ember. Katsuya and Seto had fled through the smoke before it could choke them.

And yet, still, they heard the begging, heard the screams. Near the foyer door, a galley wall of family portraits. Katsuya had spied one: Seto’s mother and the same screaming aunt just feet away, swaddling an infant with a shock of teal hair.

it was Seto's turn to beg now: with his body, legs fastened to Katsuya's wait, rocking smooth into him, whimpering into his mouth. Katsuya took his hand that didn't clench the rope tie and fisted it through Seto's hair. His gold eyes guileless eyes peered up at him, mouth puffy from kissing and glossy with spit. A single thread of saliva joined them and Katsuya felt like he was going crazy with how hard he was panting.

"I know you want me too," Seto said. He was soft-everything about him was, even the scent of gasoline had treacled saccharine, and Katsuya pressed himself into Seto again as if he could be pillowed into this strange softness, to suffocate perhaps, to never appear again. Seto boy laughed into his neck— the sound one made from a harmless jest, a laugh from a bad pun, a trite knock knock joke, not the laugh from a person who listened to their mother's sister beg please please Seto why why are you doing this—

"My hands are tied, Katsuya. If you are going to take me as you wish, you'll have to strip me yourself." And there it was, that smile: "Personally, I don't care if you rip these clothes right off my body.