stupif teeeens

i wrote out an alien au yesterday to be stupid but now i'm obsessed with anzu tracking duke acoss the known universe to beat the shit out of them

thought it'd be extra hot if anzu got some alien acid blood splattered on her face, a physical change to mark the trauma she's been through because of these corporate assholes

since i'm being stupid space trucker ygo alien au starring

yugi muto as the captain of the ship, keeps a friendly face for the company but can also joke with his fellow shipmates well loved, dies heroically

ryou bakura as the executive officer, probably fascinated by the creepy stuff in the ship and is the first to get implanted by the face hugger

duke devlin as the warrant officer they are probably the most ripley-esque and would definitely stop the crew from bringing in a contaminated body and be treated like the bad guy

anzu mazaki as the navigator she's not really a ripley type and i feel like she'd keep a cool head unlike lambert but she is a Strong Female Character and would throw herself into the action to protect her friends

tristan taylor as the chief engineer, crawling around the underbelly of the ship when he gets attacked by the alien

joey wheeler as the engineering technicians buddies working together on the engine also he definitely dies trying to help a cat

seto kaiba as the science officer, revealed to be an android looking to bring the alien lifeform back to the company, definitely tries to do at least one murder

blue eyes white dragon as the xenomorph she looks like one already (potentially red eyes black dragon if i didn't want to make her white but she's just so perfect for it)

no one's really a one for one here and who knows if i'd let anzu survive or duke or maybe both place your bets now

[Lucid Dreamers: 2]

Summary: Atem wakes up in the ruins of Alcatraz with no memory of how he got there.

Meanwhile, Kaiba finds himself trapped in endless dreams with Pegasus.

Word Count: 6.5k | Rating: M | Ship: prideshipping | Ongoing

For a moment, his disappointment in Kaiba was absolute. Between Battle City and now–what? How? This? An empty, terrible place for an empty, terrible man, damned to the weeds and the dogs. There had to be something else–something beside bloodsport and vengeance, Kaiba’s giddy daydreams of humiliation… His dignity, his pride, the ferocious machine of his mind… more than just streaks of light on the sea. “Very well, Kaiba,” Atem announced, to the island. “I’ll play your game. I’m sure you’re watching me right now, somehow, with your… satellites and your cameras…” The feeling was inescapable. It held him like a hand clenched around him: he was being watched. He summoned his nerve. “I won’t be your mouse! I will find you!” He swung his head up and down the broad strip of dirt that ran past the building and chose right, towards the center of the island, away from the dog. Timeless was the only word for the texture of this light, with the eye of the sun rolled backwards into a dull white disk, and no sense of the hour… it was cold, bitterly cold. He shuddered once, only partly from the weather, and began to walk. The cool, melancholy hands of the wind pushed back, gently but firmly, firmly but sadly, as though to say no, there is nothing for you here. Turn back.  Back where?  He kept going.

A/N: An update of this little passion project. I promise the ultimate reveal is worth it <3 for now: more freaky shit! likes are nice, reblogs are nicer, comments are nicest - enjoy!!

Aside from the terrible disconnect of Seto not entirely understanding how other people will interpret his preamble showcase of a seemingly genuine aircraft crash that reveals itself to be holographic in DSoD, I think I understand the theme he may have been aiming for. Kaiba Corporation had been a war profiteering company and Seto transformed its aim to games and gaming technology. Thus we witness what could be violence and death transformed by technology, blotting out violence for spectacle and fanfare. And it is also about Seto trying to find death as an illusion, a barrier he can break with technology. I think that may have been something of a theme for him.

@kuriboh-i-choose-you

リシドは癒やし

Anzu my goobie :3

[ID: a digital drawing of Anzu with different expressions set against a flower background. The first expression shows her lovestruck, smiling with hearts in her eyes. The second shows her looking disgruntled and unimpressed, with sweat on her face and an eyebrow raised. The third shows her angry and shouting to the side. The fourth and final expression shows her looking to the side with an easygoing smile on her face. End ID]

A young Isis Ishtar, at sunset or sunrise?

yugioh isn't "good" i.e. its hardly a cowboy bebop or NGE or FLCL or mushishi but if anyone was like "it's bad" i'd be like be quiet. kaiba's about to summon obelisk out of the fucking ground

i could not capture the beauty of seoraksan, but hopefully the cold is apparent

I often think about how, because weevil was Japan national champion and Kaiba was world champion, they probably most definitely dueled each other at some point, which is a fun duel to think about because on one side you have this annoying loser dork and on the other side you have weevil

[blows dust off this blog] My favorite thing that ever happened here was when I queued Duke Devlin posts to run all day on my friend's birthday, and multiple other blogs went "Wait, it's Duke Devlin's birthday??" and started reblogging Duke Devlin posts too. My impact

I often think about how, because weevil was Japan national champion and Kaiba was world champion, they probably most definitely dueled each other at some point, which is a fun duel to think about because on one side you have this annoying loser dork and on the other side you have weevil

Alright, time to settle the ultimate Yu-Gi-Oh! question.

[some beast will find you by name: 11]

Summary: The best laid schemes of Kaiba and kaiju often go awry… now he needs a new Drift partner.

Word Count: 13k out of 133k | Rating: M | ship: flareshipping

2347 HOURS, SOMEWHERE IN THE NORTH PACIFIC Despite being a parasite of the most loathsome kind, no better than a worm buried in the heel of a bare foot, squirming between dirt and skin and blood, Kaiba had built an excellent ship. The massive, foam-marbled swells rose like black teeth out of the midnight sea, but the Paradius rolled with the ease of a seabird, calm and poised. Dartz barely felt the sway as he left the bridge and went down towards his private stateroom. Swaddled in steel, safe from the sea, the ship’s rhythmic rise and fall in tandem with the distant hums and groans of the engine and the dim, shifting shadows of the passageway, made him feel like an unborn child yet inside their mother’s womb.  Destiny twisted and writhed in exquisite ways. Of all his wretched glories, all the battleships and the tanks and the artilleries and the unmanned aerial vehicles, each of them glossed and polished with the promise of making peace but engineered for making war, the best weapon Kaiba had made was his son. Sweet lamb, raging bull! Of all the Rangers, the son’s faith in the world was the most unfounded and therefore the strongest. Life had planted the jagged grain inside his beaten flesh, and he’d transformed the pain into a pearl. Now it was pure and it was perfect.  A shame, then, that Dartz had to turn his attention away from him and the Nameless Pharaoh and their little kicking donkey.

A/N: YAY UPDATE <3

enjoy! kind comments, kudos, and reblogs are always welcome!

au idea: duelist kingdom is a summer camp run by industrial illusions and this year's crop of counselors (mai valentine, keith howard, isis ishtar, rishid ishtar) have to care for the rowdiest crew of middle schoolers yet (you know the ones)