#yugioh fanfic

[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."

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"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."

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"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.

[fictionfromthevoid]

Seto Kaiba hugging heandcanons:

For you to be able to hug Seto you two need to be VERY close

You are either best friends or in a romantic relationship

He needs to fully trust you with his life to allow you to be that close to him

This boy has trust issues

But once you have gained that trust he is the biggest hugger

When he is exhausted from a long day at KC, frustrated or just feeling emotionally unwell he will collapse into your arms

He will lean onto you with his whole weight and burry his head into your shoulder

When you start playing with his hair he will sigh and nuzzle his head deeper into your shoulder

When he cries, and he will cry in front of you, hugs look very similar

you will probably find him somewhere, staring wide-eyed into space while all his worries are playing in his head

when you then gently touch his shoulder or face to snap him out of his mind, he will briefly stare at you with tears forming in his eyes before he collapses into your arms and sobs his eyes out.

Hugs that he initiates are usually when he's feeling broken and needs your comfort, he won't really initiate casual hugs. But whenever you are in private and go up to him for a hug he will happily accept it

Seto isn't one for PDA. He will not hug you in front of people other than Mokuba unless one of you is feeling really bad.

Seto's hugs are usually really tight. He wants to be as close to you as possible and might need to tell him to loosen his grip a little in order not to suffocate you.

In the same way, he likes to be held really tight. If you are excited and squeeze the life out of him, he won't mind.

Hugs make Seto feel calm and loved. So the hugs you share are usually rather long. He can relax when you hold him in your arms and play with his hair or stroke his back.

But don't talk to him about it or he will get embarrassed and stop hugging you. He feels like he isn't allowed to feel cosy and loved so if you acknowledge that he does, he won't allow himself to be that vulnerable anymore.

[wisteriawater]

Shitty Wip (2.0)

I didn't feel that my initial illustration for my fic (Second Soul Redux ) looked enough like ryou, so I am redoing it. I kept trying to post that illustration, and I kept privating the post (all pieces of process other than the initial sketch)- and I finally figured it out, it just didn't look enough like ryou to me when rendered to that degree. His hair got longed. hah. Og illustration post (and the wips I didn't like) below. (some one help me, how the hell do I put in a "continue reading" post break thingamajig???)

Using the same accusatory look, because it is important.

[kitsunefaux]

All Ships Week - Day 4

Fandoms: Yu-Gi-Oh, Avatar: The Last Airbender

Ship: Gemshipping (Bakura Ryou/Thief King Bakura)

Prompts: Crossovers & Fusion AUs, "Do I know you?"

Enjoy!

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Moonlight glowed, a reflection on still water, a perfect circle, peaceful and serene, more beautiful than anything bound to the earth. Sometimes, Ryou wished he could be like the moon, nestled among the stars, protected by the night. For now, he would make do with the power flowing through his veins and honour her teachings. Push and pull. What was more simple than that?

It wasn’t simple, and water slipped through his grasp.

“You’re doing it wrong.”

Ryou squeaked, and liquid splashed, disturbing the moon’s visage. There shouldn’t be anyone else here, just him and his secret pond, his little forest hideaway. 

A figure sat on a fallen log less than a metre away, an arm braced under his chin. His Earth Kingdom style clothing helped to put Ryou at ease, allowing for a more in-depth inspection. White curls tumbled from his head, his dark brown skin marked with scars, one of special prominence criss-crossing his right cheek.

His eyes were the purest of Fire Nation gold.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” the stranger said, a smirk tugging at his lips.

Ryou swallowed, clasping his hands in front of him to hide their trembling. “Do… Do I know you?”

The stranger hopped to his feet, shifting his weight evenly between them. “I should hope so. You’ve been coming to my pond for months now.”

Indignation stirred in Ryou’s gut, his fear forgotten. “Your pond.”

“Yup.” He leaned forward, invading Ryou’s space. “I have squatter’s rights.” He stepped out onto the water and didn’t sink. Spirit flames, white as the purest lunar light, sprang up around him, dotting the surface of the pond. He turned to face Ryou, his hair catching the moon’s glow. “My bones are here.”

Ryou’s heart fluttered in his chest, excitement in place of terror. He reached out without thinking, and water moved, the smallest ripple. A name rose to meet his tongue, like a half-remembered dream. “Bakura.”

Bakura smiled, and the flames brightened, flickering like little heartbeats. Then, all at once, they went out, light turning to darkness as a swath of clouds covered the moon.

The pond was empty, and Ryou was alone.

[To be continued]

[mirkwoodshewolf]

Love across space and time; Mahad x oc

*Author's note*

After the huge success of my first yugioh post that I made over 3 years ago and more people continuing to discover that precious gem. Figured it's time to make a little sequel to it. So here we go folks this time this fanfic will focus on the story of Nefertiri and Mahad but I hope you all enjoy this tragic yet loving story.

Taglist:

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@queen-paladin

@waddles03

@plethora-of-things

@psychosupernatural

@remussl0vers

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The first thing I heard was the sound of waves pushing in and out and with each push I felt a wetness at my feet.  Slowly I opened my eyes to reveal that I was lying along a shoreline with the sunset just ahead of me.  I raised myself up and saw that I was also alone on the shore without my brother nor Yugi at my side.  A moment of panic came over me until I felt this warmth envelope me, putting me at ease.

Up in the sky I saw the glowing borealis that divided our world with the Dimension of Monsters.  But there was also this comforting purple light that started to shine over the light of the sunset.  As the purple light grew bigger and bigger, a form began to take shape and I let out a gasp as my eyes widened in shock.

The figure took its full shape as the legendary Dark Magician, but to me he was someone else.  Someone besides my brother, whom I had loved so dearly that I willingly gave up my throne to be with.

“Mahad.” I breathlessly whispered his name as hidden tears came at the corners of my eyes.

“Yes my queen.” He answered as he extended his hand out to me.  I took his hand and he helped me stand up and the two of us stared deeply into the other’s eyes.

“I—” I shakily started. “For 5000 years I’ve thought of what to say when I’d……how’d you know?”

“Let’s just say we both know a certain female Magician who kept her meddling eye on our affair.” I choked out a laugh as I grasped my amulet that Mahad had given me to show his devotion and loyalty to me when we began secretly courting.

“Mahad. I have so much to tell and yet I feel like there is not enough time.”

“You’re right. The gateway between our two worlds is fading. Soon it will seal itself up and never again will our worlds collide again.” I nodded solemnly. 

“Mahad there’s something that I—when you died I…..”

“You do not need to share it. I know.”

“What? You-you knew?”

“Not at the time when I was human but eventually I did learn.” He placed his hand over my stomach and he continued, “But you needn’t feel guilty about what happened. For our son became the most powerful magician in a new life.”

“Our—son?” I spoke in awe.  Since I hadn’t known about the pregnancy at the time when I had the miscarriage after losing Mahad, it was never known what the gender of our future child could’ve been.  But now hearing this, it filled my heart with so much emotion that I couldn’t even begin to describe what I was feeling.

“Yes. He is as strong as the two of us and just as courageous as his mother.” He said as he brushed my golden bangs gingerly.

“And I’ll bet as handsome as his father.” I couldn’t help but praise.  “Will I…?”

“One day. He will be there for you when the time is most dire.” I reached up and placed my palm against his cheek.  He leaned against my touch and grasped my hand with his so that I could feel his gentle lips place a tender kiss to my palm.

“To finally have the chance to speak with you only to lose you again.”

“You never lost me to begin with. Remember I took a vow to protect and serve both you and your brother. But there is also our vows to each other.” He lifted my chin with his index finger.  “Let our love travel across time and space….”

“And forever bind us as one.” I finished.

*Flashback*

The love story between Mahad and I began like most.  We grew up as friends and studied under the same Master to become the most powerful magicians in all of Egypt.  Having been given magic by the Egyptian Gods themselves to spare me from death when I was born, I needed to learn out to control such power.

There Mahad and I formed a friendship with each other.  Soon my father Pharaoh Aknamkanon appointed Mahad not only as my dueling partner, but eventually mine and my little brother’s personal guardian.  When my father died shortly after I had turned 13, it was then I was crowned Pharaoh of Egypt and Mahad truly became the support I needed, but it was also when my feelings for him began to develop.

It was still in the early twilight just before dawn and I couldn’t find myself to sleep anymore.  So I found myself heading into the throne room and sat down on the throne and tried to envision what would soon come to pass come a few hours once I’m Pharaoh.

“My queen?” I heard Mahad’s voice spoke up.  I looked up to see him coming up towards the throne.  He gave a respected kneel and I said to him.

“Please Mahad you don’t need to do that.”

“But you are to become the next Pharaoh. It would be improper for me to not acknowledge you as such.” I sighed heavily as I rubbed my hand over my face.

“This is what I was afraid of.” I stood up from the throne and walked over to the balcony and leaned my arms against the railing and watched as the first light of dawn was starting to come into the sky.  The stars dimmed their glows and the moon began to fade.

“Nefertiri?” Mahad soon spoke my name.

“I don’t feel ready for this.” I spoke truthfully.  “When my father surrendered himself to the Egyptian gods that day and it was decreed I’d become the next Pharaoh the day after burying him. How can I live up to what he accomplished? I’m—just not ready yet. I could bring this whole kingdom to its knees within a fortnight or our people suffer because I made the wrong call.”

“If you are as good of a Pharaoh as you are at being one of Egypt’s strongest magicians, then ruling this kingdom will come as an easy task for you.” He came and stood beside me, his arms resting along the railings just like mine were and he said. “For as long as I’ve known you, you’ve had the heart and soul of a Lioness. Strong willed, fierce, determined. But you are also kind, loyal, and caring to those around you. You always put others before yourself and do whatever it takes to make those around you safe and protected. And to better bring about the peace that your father had sought out to achieve, there is no other Pharaoh I could see taking his place than you, Queen Nefertiri.”

I was in awe as my cheeks began to flush and my heart pounded.  I looked at Mahad as he spoke such praise to me my heart started to flutter as I asked him.

“You really mean that?” he turned to look down at me and said with a soft look in his eyes.

“Every word and more.” And it was from that moment on that Mahad and I had this unspoken bond with each other.

I would continue to rule over Egypt as Pharaoh for the next 8 years until Atem turned 18 years old when I decided to step down from the throne and bequeath it to him.

It was late cool night in Egypt and I was standing in Mahad’s table shrine after thankfully dismissing the guards from their duties for the night since Mahad and I had some important things to discuss privately.  I stared up at his Illusion Magician stone tablet when I heard his voice say.

“You asked for me, my Queen.” I turned to face him and said.

“Yes I did.” I walked over to him and extended my hand out. “Rise.” He came up from his kneeling position.  “Before long you won’t need to address me as Pharaoh anymore.”

“Until tomorrow comes, you are still my Pharaoh and Queen.”

“And what about in here just the two of us?” I came closer to him and reached up to touch his cheek.

“Are you sure we are alone?”

“I sent the guards away myself. And who would dare to question their Pharaoh when she has private business to discuss with her one of her personal Guardians?” Mahad then used his millennium ring to detect any nearby soul to ensure that we were alone.  Once it was confirmed that we were truly alone, we leaned forward into a passionate kiss.

I had both my hands cupping each side of his face while his hands gingerly held my waist and bicep.  When the need for air became desperate, we separated and Mahad asked me.

“Are you sure you are ready to surrender the throne to your brother?”

“He is more than ready to become a greater Pharaoh than even I could’ve been. Plus you know the laws of our land. Since I never found a suitor nor had an heir to the throne, I must surrender it to my next of kin.”

“There were plenty of suitors from all over the world. Many royal heirs were willing to move the entire Nile for you Nefertiri.”

“But none of them were you Mahad. I never cared for gold nor riches, nor how men would move lands for me. All they saw was a female to be their breeding cow. Or a way to obtain the power that I had been gifted by our Gods to conqueror their enemies. You are the only one who has seen me for me Mahad. And my heart has always been yours even when we were children, though I did not know it at the time.”

“But I am not of not royal blood. Are you sure it is I that you wish to have as a suitor?”

“I am Mahad. And once my brother is crowned Pharaoh and he appoints me as his High Sorceress there shall be no law that says we cannot be together. We will have his blessing and not the courts.” Mahad stroked my hair out of my face.

“For years I had felt a stronger sense of protection for you over your brother. Now I realize that that sense was truly love. But I knew it was forbidden for us to be together, until that night in the gardens after your victory over the God Anubis.” I smiled remembering that night all too well.

Mahad and I were by the water lily pond.  The stars that seemed to dance in the sky over the Dark god’s defeat and the full moon shining down over the land of Egypt.  It was then I had leaned and kissed Mahad right on the lips and we shared our hidden confession. 

All those years previously when he tried to turn aside my feelings and deny his own by only being my Guardian.  But after saving his life from Anubis’ attack that was meant for me, Mahad began to accept his feelings and our friendship once again began to flourish before finally becoming the secret love affair that we both had. 

Of course even this secret had to come out eventually.  Mana had found out about us when she had snuck out of the palace to join Mahad and I on a trip to the spellcaster’s training grounds just a year ago.  After enforcing that there would be severe consequences if she ever revealed this secret before my brother’s coronation, Mana agreed to keep quiet and not reveal our forbidden love to anyone.

And nothing gets pass the keeper of the Millennium necklace Isis.  She had actually confronted Mahad of this issue but didn’t offer any resistance or objection to our affair.  She only warned us to be careful and try to act more discreet until the time my brother would take the throne. 

As for my brother well…let’s just say I sometimes underestimate him.  He knew that to obtain the throne he needed to successfully defeat me in a duel for the Millennium puzzle as stated by our new laws in regards to the Millennium items.  He had seen me duel in the past and knew that I was pulling my punches and had lost willingly.  That night after our duel he had confronted me about it.

He had seen how Mahad and I would look at each other in passing and had his suspicions but like Mana he had vowed to keep our secret.  He even joked of how once he was Pharaoh, he’d have to be the one to perform the marriage once that came around and the moment he had said that, I had blushed bright red.

“I love you Mahad.” I spoke lovingly.

“And I love you, Nefertiri.” It always warmed my heart when he called me by my name and not by my title.  I leaned forward and captured his lips in another kiss.  Longing for tomorrow to come faster and for us to finally be able to love each other freely and one day be together for the rest of our lives.

*End flashback*

“Nefertiri!” we both turned and soon saw Yugi racing toward us along with my brother’s spirit.  I raced up towards them and embraced them both.

“Are you both alright?”

‘We’re both fine. What about you? When Yugi and I found ourselves on this beach without you at our side, we thought we had lost you.’ Yami said.

“First of all it’s my job as the older sibling to be worried about you.” I couldn’t help but tease my little brother.  “And second I’m alright. Thanks to him.” I gestured towards the Dark Magician and when both my brother and Yugi saw him they both lightly gasped.

My brother took a step forward as he looked up at Mahad with regret.  I could still see the hint of betrayal and anger in Mahad��s eyes as he looked down at my brother.

‘I know I cannot change the past of what I had done. When I played that card, I had unlocked the darkness within me. I had betrayed all of you and even though there is nothing I can say that can excuse me for what I had done, I hope at least one day I can earn your forgiveness.’

Mahad continued to briefly glare down at my brother before turning his eyes to me.  I held my amulet once again and gave him a soft nod.  My brother has truly suffered throughout these past few weeks with the Orichalcos stones and while what he did wasn’t right, he’s at least taking responsibility for his actions and trying to atone for his mistake.  Mahad turned back towards my brother and like before he knelt down before his King and accepted his apology.

“I guess that means he’s forgiven you.” Said Yugi.

“He has.” A female voice soon spoke up and soon appearing out of a bright light was Dark Magician Girl and the Three Knights of Atlantis, Hermos, Critias and Timaeus.  “We five are eternally in your debt. Thanks to you three, the Great beast has forever been defeated and the spell that once held our protectors prisoner has now been lifted.” She said to us.

“Thank you all. You fought bravely.” Timaeus commended us.

“Your courage and strength will never be forgotten,” Critias said before Hermos finished.

“For as long as we reign.”

“And we thank you for all of your help. Without the three of you, the power that we faced would’ve surely consumed our world. And I would personally like to thank the three of you for looking after M……” I trailed off before revealing Mahad and Mana’s true names.  “For looking after Dark Magician and Dark Magician Girl. They mean everything to me.” I turned to the two of them and they looked at me with a soft look in their eyes.

“And we extend a personal thanks to you Queen Nefertiri.” Timaeus said to me.

“The Spellcasters of our world wouldn’t be who they are without the teachings of your scribe and of the Dark Magician’s.” Critias said.

“I’m a bit worse for wear, I’m afraid.” I said shamefully as I could feel my exhaustion finally catch up with me.  I felt Yugi take hold of me as he tried to keep me from falling forward.

When Dartz had taken my power to help aid the Leviathan’s return, it also had drained most of my life force.  But when I felt the magic from my brother when he had found me in Dartz’s hideout, it restored some of my life energy but it’s still not enough.

“Then we hope this will help you shine like new once again.” Hermos then said as he turned towards both Dark Magician and Dark Magician Girl.  The two of them looked at each other and nodded as they stood side by side and crossed their wands together.

“Just as the Great Beast fell from the sky, Dark Magician and I were able to extract the power it had taken from you. And now it’s time for the High Sorceress to regain her power.” Dark Magician Girl said with a soft smile.  I turned to Yugi and nodded for him to allow me to stand.  He hesitantly backed away as their wands glowed with my sapphire blue magic. 

Together both Mahad and Mana returned my power to me as the sapphire blue light shot from their wands directly into my chest and I began to absorb the power back into my body.  I could feel the steady flow of my power returning inside me and restoring my strength then once I felt all of my power return I staggered for a moment before regaining my footing.

I closed my eyes as everyone stared at me in silence and I could feel the power once again returning to my fingertips.  When I opened my eyes I knew that they were now glowed the pure sapphire light whenever I’d unleash my full power and I lifted myself up with my magic as the sapphire waves of magic formed in the palm of my hands.

With a wave of my hands I shot out a powerful energy blast that shot outward like a firework.  I looked down at the ocean and with my left hand and slowly clawing some of my fingers inward, I was able to raise part of the ocean up into a large wave before letting it descend back down with a powerful splash.  Then with my right hand I pressed my tall and index fingers together before dipping my hand down as the sky began to cloud up and thunder began to rumble.

I did the same dipping motion with my left hand.  I repeated the dipping motion again for both hands before extending my right hand out and blue lightning shot up toward the sky creating a lightning storm so powerful, it would make Slifer himself proud.  After the brief light show, I then made a spreading motion with my hands to clear out the dark clouds before finally landing back onto the beach and my powers went dormant.

My eyes returned to their normal color and I turned to see everyone looking at me with awe or pride.  Mana came up to me and I said to her with a proud smile of my own.

“Thank you.” She smiled and immediately embraced me and I hugged her back with just as much strength and love as she was giving me.

‘It is time Mana.’ Mahad’s voice spoke to us telepathically.  We separated from each other before looking at each other sadly.  I sucked in my tears and gave her a firm nod telling her it was okay.  The three knights and Mana soon took off into the sky to head back into the Dimension of Monsters.

Mahad extended his hand out to me and I placed my hand into his as we stared at each other.

‘I wish we had more time my love.’ I said to him telepathically.

‘One day we shall be reunited again. Until the day comes, I will always be there for you, right there on the dueling arena.’ He said to me as he began to fly off to join Mana to return to the realm of Monsters.  Our hands remained holding each other’s until the distance became too much and we were forced to let go and he took off flying towards the borealis portal before it would close up forever.

My heart sunk into my stomach as my throat began to tighten.  Tears slowly formed at the corner of my eyes as I heard my brother say my name.  A single tear fell down my face as my hands glowed their sapphire blue color then I shot up towards the sky and flew after them.  I flew higher and higher into the sky until I came just to their side before stopping to see them off.

*3rd Person POV*

As Mahad and Mana flew towards the portal of their home following the Knights of Atlantis, Mana soon took notice of Nefertiri flying in the sky and she cleared her throat softly to get her master’s attention before casually directing his attention to their Queen. 

When Mahad took notice of his beloved Queen seeing him off, he felt his heart both warm and ache at the same time.  At least this time they were able to bid each other a proper goodbye this time.  As a tear fell down his face, he thought about the rest of their vows to one another.

‘I’ll always live on forever in you, long as the skies and the Nile is Blue.’ Soon they entered through the portal and as Nefertiri saw Mahad and Mana disappear from her world she spoke her part of the vows.

“I’ll always love you and I’ll never stop.” It was then a glow came from her duel disk.  She saw how one card in particular seemed to glow the brightest, so she removed the top card that was glowing and saw how it now showed the Dark Magician card.  The same art style that Yugi had for his deck.  “And you’ll always be there, even when you’re not.”

Tears slipped down her face as she placed the Dark Magician card over her heart and watched with a bittersweet smile as the lights faded and her beloved was gone forever from this world once again.

[numercnnightingale]

Title: "you look so pretty (like the wind)" Warnings: none Pairing: don thousand x astral Tags: #Post Canon , #Fluff, #Angst, #Pining , #Eventual Romance Summery: A mini series about an envoy and a deity exploring new emotions together. [ ONGOING . . ]

[dabilove27]

Character: Joey Wheeler

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, Public masturbation, Male Masturbation, Joey is depicted as 21+, Not Beta'd. If I missed anything let me know!

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: Hello hello! So this is a bit different from what I normally do so please excuse it if it's horrific. This comes from a lovely requester who wishes to remain anonymous. Here is the request: "For my request, can you write a oneshot featuring Joey Wheeler (aged up) but with public nudity please? In the story, he gets the idea to try walking through downtown Domino City late at night wearing nothing but his birthday suit. You can decide on where he'd go, but I'd like it if Joey was focused on walking through without anyone catching him also masturbating/cumming along the way." I hope you like it!!

other a/n: my dumbass had to keep editing this aye aye aye

Joey perceived himself as a daring risk-taker, always ready to face danger with no second thoughts. As he entered adulthood following high school, he remained labeled as reckless by others. However, as Joey entered his early adult years, he carried a secret within him. His constant drive to push his boundaries led to a diminished excitement for ordinary experiences.

Joey was uncertain about the process through which he realized that this was his area of expertise.

It started on a scorching summer day when he set out for the pool unaccompanied. The sparkling sun drenched the area in a golden light, its rays softly brushing against his skin. Lacking ambitious aspirations, he merely craved the soothing comfort of the sun. Strangely, not a single person was there on this beautiful summer day.

Rather than going into the bathroom to change, Joey took a risk and changed right there, in the open air. A powerful voice of persuasion boldly called to him. A combination of fear and excitement filled him as he removed his clothes.

Joey's heart throbbed as he rapidly stripped off his shirt and shorts, attempting to be swift and unnoticeable. A surge of adrenaline washed over him as he reveled in the thrill of engaging in forbidden activities. The voice he heard in his head gave him confidence that he would go unnoticed.

After changing and getting into his swim trunks, Joey felt sweat rolling down his forehead. With a nervous glance, he quickly checked to see if anyone had caught sight of his unconventional actions. The pool remained quiet, with no one in sight.

Despite feeling uncomfortable and always being concerned about getting caught, Joey found a sense of liberation. Being bound by societal expectations had been his reality, but this rebellious act briefly liberated him. His inner voice muttered words of encouragement, compelling him to embrace his genuine self.

With a surge of confidence, Joey descended to the pool, prepared to express his true self. With the weight of secrecy gone, he felt a newfound sense of empowerment. He finally accepted that the little voice in his head had been right all along. He was ready to face the consequences of his actions, knowing that he wouldn't be discovered.

As Joey leapt into the invigorating pool, he could feel a surge of courage and determination propelling him forward. The voice in his head had become a powerful force, motivating him to break free from societal conventions and embrace his true identity. From that moment forward, he embraced the voice that resonates deep within him, promising to follow its guidance as it led him towards a life of genuine purpose.

It was a sequence of events that led Joey down an unexpected path, eventually resulting in him finding refuge in an alley where he could savor the refreshing coolness of the evening air in Domino City.

Something had unexpectedly motivated him that evening, which led to his actions. The voice he heard at the pool years ago might have caused this sensation. In a swift motion, he untangled himself from his jeans and allowed them to cascade down, landing softly on the earth, all while the crisp air of early fall danced teasingly across his legs.

A surge of adrenaline coursed through Joey, making his heart pound. Intensifying the sensation, the cool air sent shivers down his spine. A surge of electricity seemed to have sparked his senses, awakening every nerve ending in his body.

With his jeans pooled around his ankles, Joey stood there, overwhelmed by the weight of his past and the uncertainty of his future. The memory of that voice, from two years ago, lingered in his thoughts, urging him to heed his gut feelings, abandon the ordinary, and embrace the unexplored.

As the city lights shone brightly, the alley came to life, with long shadows that waltzed gracefully across the brick walls. Excitement and a touch of anxiety made Joey's legs tremble as he stood there, bare-skinned. The sensation of the crisp air on his skin was both invigorating and unsettling, a physical manifestation of his decision to step outside his comfort zone.

Joey's inhibitions gradually faded away with every passing moment, leaving him with a fresh feeling of liberation. Allowing himself a moment to take a deep breath, he embraced the coolness of the evening air that entered his lungs, providing an additional boost of invigoration. By placing his jeans on the ground, he metaphorically shed the weight of societal expectations, visually expressing his yearning to embrace the uncharted path that lies ahead.

In the alley, Joey's veins pulsed with a wave of courage and determination. The chilly wind acted as a catalyst, igniting his spirit and increasing his curiosity. Wasting no time, he took off his shirt and boxers. Aware of his vulnerability, he realized that this moment held the potential for self-reinvention and the revelation of his deepest desires.

As the days grew shorter and autumn arrived, the gentle breeze continued to brush against his legs, as if inviting him to embark on fresh adventures and explore his true self. Joey closed his eyes, fully immersing himself in the sensation, and silently vowed to obey the persistent voice that had haunted him for years. With a fresh perspective on life, he courageously moved ahead, leaving his clothes and venturing into the unknown, fully prepared to embrace whatever came his way.

A refreshing coolness fills the air. The gentle wind rustles through the trees, creating a soothing melody. With the perfect weather in place, Joey's plan is ready for success. Domino City holds no secrets for him, as he is intimately familiar with its every corner and neighborhood. It's the prime spot to begin his voyeuristic quest, where he can surreptitiously observe the unfolding scenes around him.

Joey leisurely starts his stroll, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of the wind against his bare skin, while he meanders towards the pathway that encircles the deserted lake. The rush he feels from the anticipation of being caught pushes him onwards, compelling him to stay watchful for any sudden nocturnal wanderers that may cross his path.

Even though ten minutes had elapsed, Joey had encountered no one at all. Not discouraged, he persisted through the eerie stillness of the night, cautiously navigating around abandoned vehicles, his heart racing with every step. The expectation of a potential individual inside the car caused an adrenaline rush, leading to unpredictable bodily responses. Sensing the need for haste, he hastily sought sanctuary in an industrial area, desperately yearning for a moment of relaxation.

Eventually, he finds the perfect hiding spot concealed behind a tall oak tree, where the moonlight filters through the leaves. With a careful balance of openness and seclusion, the environment allows Joey to explore his desires freely without worrying about unwanted attention. Deliberately, he reaches down, his hand encountering the velvety texture and warmth of his manhood, causing a tingle of anticipation to travel down his back. While he strokes back and forth, a euphoric symphony escapes his mouth, blending with the gentle rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of birds, forming a seductive melody in the embrace of nature.

With each stroke, Joey could see the pearlescent pre-cum glistening on the tip of his cock, heightening his pleasure. With each movement, a cacophony of loud, wet sounds filled the surrounding space. Lost in the sensation, he couldn't help but moan audibly as his hand traced the contours of his firm stomach.

Sensing the release was imminent, Joey quickened his pace, eager to reach it. His forehead and chest glistened with perspiration as small beads of sweat formed in response to the heat.

With each moan, Joey became less and less hesitant.

Joey firmly gripped his hands around his throbbing member, his fingers tightly encasing the pulsating shaft. His moans grew more intense and resonated throughout the room with every powerful thrust. The air carried a distinct scent of longing, blending with the intoxicating aroma of sweat. His lips, slightly parted, released a series of breathy exclamations, punctuated by the occasional whispered “oh fuck.”

Joey couldn’t hold it anymore and a sudden exclamation escaped his lips, “Ah, F-Fuck!” To ease himself, he expelled a significant load onto the grass, feeling a sense of relief wash over him.

Before finally going back to get his clothes, Joey lingers for a while, savoring the moment with a hint of reluctance.

[thedisposablevillain]

Rereading my first long yugioh fic is wild like

Damn, just go to therapy

"The Boy in the Attic", more like "the boy with undiagnosed depression and autism"

[book-keeper]

Pairing: Puzzleshipping (Atem/Yugi)

Puzzlejune Prompt: Royalty

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 9.7k

Summary: When he had met Atem at a Halloween party last year and had asked what he did for a living, he'd thought the other had just been flirting when he said he was a knight in shining armor. Admittedly, it had worked that night, but when he actually went to Atem's house a few days later and saw all the costumes, swords, and riding equipment, Yugi took it a bit more seriously.

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Atem is a jousting knight at the local Renaissance Festival, and Yugi and the gang take their first trip to see him at work.

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I don't think I've shared a fic on tumblr in... let's just say SEVERAL years.... But this most recent offering I created for PuzzleJune 2023 has received so much love and encouragement from so many incredible folks I adore and admire. So I've been duly encouraged (by one @cloudsmachinations specifically) to share here as well!

If you like puzzle boys, Renaissance Festivals, and utterly ridiculous scenarios to flirt in, I hope you'll enjoy this fun romp!!

[uglifish]

Dying was supposed to even the score - ch 30 “There might be…a Wanted notice on my head in this District for stealing fountain water,” Marik said meekly, lowering his head in shame. “I always leave at night, and no one ever notices me or remembers me long enough to arrest me.”

Secretly furious, Bakura spared the elf a kind smile back and watched Seto cast a muffling spell on either side of the alleyway and lean against the crumbling wall, giving him a fanged grimace, “yeah, he needs the safe town.”

“We all need the safe town,” Bakura glowered, sitting down beside Marik on the step to catch his breath, his heart pounding his chest. “Let them run around headless, and we’ll leave without being noticed. We need to exit through the back of the town to travel through District 2.”

“Where Yami is,” Seto said instantly, and Bakura sighed, nodding. “Yes, where Yami is.”

“I want to meet this Yami,” Marik said cheerfully, and Bakura gave him a tired smile.

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[askvaseshipping]

I need somebody to write a long fanfic that has many chapters of vaseshipping. I have an idea, just imagine—Egypt, Atem is now needing to find a wife (right right). Five girls from different parts of Egypt with different family backgrounds. Mana is one of those five girls. He has to chose by the end of the “month” which girl he’s going to marry.

So each girl is trying to get atem’s attention in any possible way, by playing hard to get, the one that obviously not into this whole thing, understands him but not romantically, the mean girl that wants it all at any cost, and lastly the one that caught his eyes at love first sight (of course mana). He is already drawn to mana by feeling like he knows her but also wants it to be fair for the other girls. Idk I just started watching a dating reality show and it got me thinking. I’m not the greatest of fanfic writing so somebody please omg I have so much more input to give in this.

[gallusrostromegalus]

I was thinking the other day about snakes (textures, behaviors, general vibes) and the kind of fascinating array of snake perceptions I've seen in others, so for TPOFATGIF or AEIWAM, so how do the cast respond if someone offers to let them hold a snake?

For the purposes of this ask, I am assuming that this is a reasonably large, but nonvenomous and very human-acclimated snake being offered by an educational outreach docent at a zoo or suchlike.

Screaming, Crying, Throwing Up: Keigo, Izuru Hiyori, Shunsui, Urahara, Rukia, Isshin, Joey, Duke (the others are weenies, he's been bitten by an adder)

No, thank you. : Mizuiro, Sasakibe, Mayuri, Rose, Nanao, Seto, Mai Valentine

Takes Snake Because They Don't Want To Look Like A Weenie, But Is Obviously Freaking Out That The Snake Will Get Them: Uryuu, Aizen (this is a performance to throw everyone off guard, internally, he's monolouging), Shinji (the fear is VERY REAL), Tetsuzaemon,

Takes Snake Because They Don't Want To Look Like A Weenie, But Is Obviously Freaking Out That They Will Drop Or Otherwise Accidentally Harm The Snake: Ichigo,

Has Held Snakes Before, But Since They're Familiar, Will Give Everyone Else A Chance First: Yamamoto, Komamura, Solomon, Tristan, Ishizu

(picking up snake specifically to get their friends to chill out) Bro It's A Snake It's No Big deal??: Yoruichi, Momo, Renji, Shuuhei, Yachiru, Yumichika, Ikkaku, Ishizu, Yugi

Has Never Held One Before, And Are Curious: Byakuya, TOUSEN, Mokuba, Weevil

Takes Snake Joyfully And Happily Communes With Nature: Chad, Tatsuki, Don Kanonji, Soi Fon, Nemu, Unohana, Ukitake, Atem, Tea, Serenity

Has Gone Out Of Their Way To Hold A Snake: Orihime, Rangiku, Bakura, Marik, Rex, TKB

Attempts to Abscond With The Snake: Hanataro, Odion

Snake Refuses To Be Held Because Their Hands Are Cold (emotionally devastating): Gin, Isane, Hitsugaya, The Parasite

Is Not Allowed To Hold The Snake Because He Talked About How Delicious They Are A Few Too Many Times: Zaraki

[fictionfromthevoid]

Seto Kaiba affection headcanons

Seto is not really a touchy person

not much of a cuddler either

BUT... LOVES hand holding and hugs

he won't let go of your hand

I mean it. When you are next to each other HE WILL HOLD YOUR HAND

No matter if you are walking through Domino City or you are in a business meeting

If someone judges you two for it he will DESTROY them

"Are you jealous Wheeler because you can't get a partner? It's not my fault no one loves you"

In meetings, however, he will secretly hold your hand under the table - he can't risk his image after all

your hand is his lifeline

if he's mad, stressed, anxious or generally feeling bad and you are in public he will squeeze your hand really tight

you then will rub soothing circles on the back of his hand, stand just a bit closer to him or make up an excuse to leave the situation completely

Big hugger (I've written Seto Kaiba hugging headcanons so feel free to check them out (x) )

Sucker for forehead kisses

if you cup his face with your hands and gently kiss his forehead under his bangs He. Will. Melt

His love language is definitely quality time

no matter if it’s a friendly duel, playing video games, talking, cooking together or just working in the same room Seto just wants to spend time with you

He will make an effort to incorporate you into his life

making time for you and including you in everything he does as best as possible

he will seek you out during the day, quietly sitting down next to you and continuing doing what he has been doing... just in your presence

if you plan a date he will make time for you no matter what

even if he has to postpone or cancel a meeting

He is the CEO and if he cancels, his employees have to deal with it

will plan dates in his virtual world for you two

spending hours to write just the perfect programme to create the most romantic atmosphere

your first kiss probably happens in the virtual reality too

His kisses are soft and gentle

but he will only kiss you in private, never in front of other people

he won’t be able to say that he loves you for a long time

even if he knows that he does the words just won’t come out of his mouth

he also doesn't really care if you do as long as you show him through your actions

he very much loves you but is terrible at affectionate words

He will make video games for you

if he initiates cuddles he is feeling bad. Like really bad

this means his mind is so loud and the pain is so overwhelming that he needs you to hold him for a long time to keep him sane

when everything is alright your 'cuddling' mostly looks like you two laying in bed together foreheads pressed together while holding hands and sharing occasional kisses

if you are working or studying a lot and are stressed out he will bring you food and your favourite (caffeinated) drink

[wisteriawater]

Tendershipping Pre-canon horror fic anyone?

{{ Second Soul Redux (24726 words) by RestlessRiver Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters (Anime & Manga), Yu-Gi-Oh! Series, Yu-Gi-Oh! Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Bakura Ryou/Yami Bakura Characters: Bakura Ryou, Yami Bakura, Hirutani, Mazaki Anzu | Tea Gardner, Mutou Yuugi, Zorc Necrophades Summary: He was a dependable shell, from the very beginning. The spirit of the ring could put Ryo on a tightrope, and the boy would make it across the chasm in the end-even if he cursed his name along the way. Likewise, Ryo could fall into a hellish ditch of a situation, and live to tell the tale due to the machinations of the ghost that followed him like shadow on sunlight. Even so, Ryo was not unbreakable. Even tempered glass is still glass, and the spirit was more than capable of putting Ryo under enough pressure to reduce him to jagged blunt pieces. Carelessness was a human trait, one that only seemed to fester over centuries despite his humanity being eaten from him bite by bite. In his efforts to protect his host from a very real threat of death the spirit of the ring takes human lives. In doing so he throws both himself and Ryo down a rabbit hole. egregiously abridged summary: Yami Bakura looses his fucking host and freaks the fuck out over getting him back (And pays a very real price to the demon bigger than him in doing so.)/ reversal of the trope where ryo always returns to the ring. }}

It might be time to actually post my pre canon Bakura Ryo horror fic here. A lot of the purpose of this fic is to explore where the boundaries between the thief king and zorc lay, as well as why yb interacts with Ryo the way he does. This fic concept has been stewing my head since I was little. It originally had the much stupider name of "Winter with a Second Soul", all the way back when I was actually convinced by the dub that Ryo was british. This is very influenced by Ayatsuji's "Another" (the novel, not the anime or manga), so please head the tags and warnings. It is a horror fic. (Though the first death in the fic has been very much toned down.)

[kitsunefaux]

All Ships Week - Day 2

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh

Ships: Deathshipping, implied conspireshipping

Prompt: Living together

Note: Yami Marik = Amir

Enjoy!

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“You look like a drowned rat.”

Water dripped from white hair, Ryou’s own little rainstorm brought home. “If you wouldn’t mind moving, love, I’d appreciate the chance to dry off.”

Amir smirked as he braced an arm against the doorframe. “You’re not allowed in, remember? Main personality’s orders.”

Ryou would not be brushed aside so easily. His mission was simple, and it would be completed. Blue eyes blinked innocently as he looked up at Amir. “Please? Marik kicked Bakura out, not me.” 

Amir cocked his head, the sharp gesture reminiscent of a bird of prey. “You took Bakura’s side. That makes you an accomplice.”

Irritation flashed in Ryou’s gut. It was just a damn mug! He held his tongue, sharing his sweetest smile. “And I’m so terribly sorry for that lapse in judgment.” Amir snorted, but Ryou wasn’t deterred. He stepped forward, resting a pale hand on Amir’s shoulder, smoothing out the wrinkles of his shirt. “Maybe I can make it up to you.” He glanced away as a bit of pink touched his cheeks. “If you want…”

“You’re overdoing it, landlord.” 

Bakura’s intrusive presence hovered at the edge of his mind. Ryou swatted him away. Don’t distract me. 

Amir pushed himself up from the doorframe. “I’m listening.” He hooked a finger under Ryou’s chin, lifting it as he leaned in. “Convince me, little rabbit.”

Ryou wrapped his arms around Amir’s neck and brought their lips together, initiating a slow kiss. A hand tangled in damp white hair as another wound around his back, hauling him in close. A tongue darted out, caressing his bottom lip, and Ryou opened his mouth. 

That was what did it. Amir growled, pulling him into their flat so he could push him back against the wall, kicking the door closed behind them. Ryou hopped up, wrapping his legs around his boyfriend as Amir dove back in, beginning a newly impassioned assault.

Satisfaction sparked in Ryou’s gut, a celebration of a quest fulfilled. Told you I could get us back in.

[tenderwulf]

I was going through an old sketchbook and I found a small sketch of the Golden Egg's kitchen. I don't remember why I had drawn this, but I thought I'd share

(For anyone wondering, this is a setting from my tendershipping/puzzleshipping fic, The Last Puzzle)