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gaymageclub · 1 year
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me n who
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alliebirb · 8 months
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s5 redraw bc even with a lower animation budget, their faces mean everything to me
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sugarglider-s · 1 month
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"Oh Anzu would be afraid of Atem's shadowy figure from season 0" "Oh she'd be scared of him opening the door to darkness on people" No no no. I think that while Atem's shadow-tendril thing was scary to other people, Anzu thinks it's adorable. He shows up in the walls of a lunch room or something and while everyone else is screaming and trying to run Anzu twirls her hair and is like "awww youre so cute!! Want some of my lunch?" and she thinks the door to darkness is cool as fuck. She's a WEIRDO y'all need to remember this.
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romanceddawn · 3 months
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ignoring puzzleshipping, theres something funny about my favorite atem ships being dragonshipping and revolutionshipping while my current favorite yugi ships are now rivalshipping and kleptoshipping
yugi saw atem wooing his best friends and was like "super happy for you! I'm going to go date your enemies now brb :3" atem does not approve of this.
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zombiemollusk · 10 months
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somewhere in the yugioh multiverse there is a universe where deathshipping is canon and anzu is horrified by it and bakura says "don't give me that, you fell for a ghost after he possessed your childhood friend and set someone on fire"
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punkeropercyjackson · 12 days
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PROPHECY
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yeziyoko · 4 months
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age7 and age 18
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yugioh-rare-pair-poll · 4 months
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Second-Chance Bracket Round 3: Poll 4
Propaganda under the cut
Pairing 1: Devotionshipping (Katsuya Jounouchi|Joey Wheeler/Anzu Mazaki|Tea Gardner)
Propaganda: I like this specifically from the angle of them reconnecting after going off and doing their own things for a while, and basically a delayed sort of friends to lovers finally arising. It's less predictable than Peachshipping and Polar shipping and I like exploring various kinds of friends to lovers scenarios.
Pairing 2: Revolutionshipping(Yami Yugi/Anzu Mazaki|Tea Gardner)
Propaganda: No propaganda submitted
Now, let’s keep things civil. This is a silly poll where we can share why we love our overlooked ships. There’s no need to be nasty to prove your point. Bashers will be banished to the Shadow Realm.
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shinayashipper · 11 months
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Rival + Revo date~
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coburnjazz · 2 years
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To all the creative people who create yugioh fan content.
Thankyou
So.
Much.
Start of pandemic was stressful (obviously for everyone) as all hell (I work in a hospital), I found my old yugioh deck, wondered what was going on with it these days, and found the community STILL making fan content of the DM series, which was awesome. It gave me an escape that I'm still dependant on throughout life's challenges.
I would love to contribute myself, but I'm not able to just yet.
So thankyou fic writers and fan artists of the yugioh DM fandom, you guys make my day.
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valkyrie-kun · 3 months
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rewatching yugioh notes:
to me it is so obvious that atem and tea have a thing for one another (as it was when i was a kid) 💔
edit: i mean honeygirl was holding him so tenderly while joey was dueling marik did anyone get that????
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chocolapeanut · 1 year
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When you’re back from a cosplay convention with your cute gf, and it starts raining. ❤️☔⛈️
Art trade I did with the lovely @alliebirb! 
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alliebirb · 8 months
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a conversation between sun gods 💫🌞
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sugarglider-s · 20 days
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Atem, who has 7 different layers of savior complex: Anzu, you're an incredibly important person to me and I don't want to risk you getting hurt. please stay back from me from the danger.
Anzu, who knows about Atem's hero complex and thinks its bullshit: I already know everything about the the horrors and the dangers and it doesn't help anyone to stay in my room away from them. I know you care about me but I also care about you and I want to help and protect you because you don't deserve to go at this alone. Nobody does
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himevampirechan · 2 months
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"Part-Time Job" 
Thanks for the great welcome to this fanfic. i really hope you enjoy the new chapter. I must add this is a kind of AU fanfic but you will find canon subjects in it. Please, enjoy.
Chapter 2 
"That's all for today, don't forget to study for next week's exam" The teacher picked up his notes and left the classroom.  
Once the sliding door closed the students jumped out of their seats to gather around and chat. Anzu began to hastily put her things away, the class had gone on too long.  
"Mazaki!" shouted one of her classmates waving her hands at her "Some of the guys in the group are planning a karaoke outing would you like to join us?"  
"I'd love to Tachibana..." Anzu smiled touched at the girl's friendly face "... But I can't, sorry". 
Tachibana, whose appearance was more that of a girl with huge green eyes and black hair, dropped her shoulders sadly.  
"But Mazaki You hardly ever go out with us!" She exclaimed looking at Anzu with a downcast pout "You don't like us?"  
"No, it's not that!" Anzu rashly denied in shock at the tears beginning to form in her little companion's eyes. The brunette panicked, feeling the rest of the students watching them interested in the conversation. 
"It's just that... I have an engagement" She clarified, turning her gaze back to Tachibana. The little black-haired girl opened her eyes in interest.        
"A date?!" she shouted excitedly changing her mood drastically. Anzu felt herself blush.  
"No, it's not..." She tried to explain averting her gaze and trying to put away the rest of her belongings with trembling hands.        
"Do we know him?" the brunette continued to ask, unaware of the curious glances around her.  
"It's not that kind of date!" Anzu exclaimed increasingly embarrassed. 
"No problem!" Crooned Tachibana clapping with both hands and smiling sweetly "If Mazaki has a date, we understand."  
"I told you it's not that kind of commitment" She smiled grabbing her stuff and running out of the classroom.  
"Good luck with your boy Mazaki!" her classmate effusively dismissed her. Anzu laughed self-consciously and shook her head slowly, that girl had a reputation for being nosy. 
Once outside the university, Anzu thought how nice it would be to have the afternoon off. It had been a long time since she had taken a break, she had been going from job to job for more than two years now, she knew she would need a lot of money if she wanted to accomplish her goals. 
"I don't have anyone to support my dreams after all," She thought. 
She gave a long sigh knowing that if she kept reminiscing she would only ruin her afternoon, and the last thing she wanted was to do her favourite activity in a bad mood.  
"It doesn't matter if no one supports me" Anzu smiled once she made it to her destination stopping to take a breath "I won't give up!" 
She pushed her arm against the glass door above which read in elegant cursive handwriting: 
"DOMINO CITY'S DANCE ACADEMY 
(...) 
"Do you have any questions?" Sugoroku asked finishing filing some documents.  
"Not really" replied the boy shaking his head "Marik already took care of explaining everything to me yesterday."  
Sugoroku smiled softly, he liked the boy. At first he had doubts as he didn't seem to be the best choice for a security guard, but he had proven to have a lot of enthusiasm and physical strength, so the older man was sure he would be helpful.  
"Remember also that there will be a girl working with you." He mentioned for the tenth time that night, and once again the boy seemed oblivious: he hummed a tune, tossing the keys to the workers' quarters over and over again.  
Mr. Mutou sighed as he saw him slump back in his chair trying to catch the keys.  
"I'm sure she'll be able to control you," he whispered softly as he watched the boy writhe on the floor in a fit of giggles, "Besides..." 
"Looks like you've piqued his curiosity too" he thought watching out of the corner of his eye as a shadow entered the room. He recalled for a moment the events of fate involving the new museum workers.  
(...) 
"It was a relief that Miss Ishizu showed up" Mr. Mutou spoke with a huge sigh "Marik is a good boy, but sometimes he's a bit of a beast". 
Anzu laughed loudly cheered by the hope of a new job.    
Mr. Mutou continued to chat as he guided her through the museum. The brunette looked around with interest.  
"Until a few years ago the museum was focused on the history of Shogunist Japan and the Meiji period, however, little by little the museum grew and now we have sections on different civilisations," Sugoroku explained, pointing to a room that was filled with European paintings and armour.     
"A couple of years ago a friend of mine passed the museum on to his grandson and as he was always obsessed with Egypt, he was the one who brought the latest exhibition. He and Miss Ishizu have been partners ever since," continued the old man up two flights of stairs.  
"It must be wonderful to be able to inherit a museum!" Anzu exclaimed, following closely behind him, focused on observing the design of the ceiling and walls "He's a very lucky man". 
Mr. Mutou stopped abruptly not caring that the girl was so close to him, Anzu crashed against his back and lowered her gaze in confusion. The man was staring at her as if she had said something unthinkable.  
"Mr. Mutou?" the girl asked, tilting her face to one side "Are you ok...?" 
Sugoroku began to laugh uproariously, his laughter forcing him to fold in on himself and he had to hold on to the railing to keep from falling.  
"HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA!" Snorted the old man noisily. For long seconds Anzu watched as the old man struggled to regain his composure, once the laughter turned to small giggles the old man looked at her.  
"I'm sorry, Anzu," he exclaimed wiping away the tears that had come from laughing so hard, "It's just that the owner of the museum is about your age."  
The old man had to hold his breath to keep from laughing at her expression. The girl's mouth had fallen unhinged.  
Laughing quietly Sugoroku averted his gaze from the girl and sensed a presence walking behind him. 
"It seems Anzu has piqued his curiosity" He thought smiling over his shoulder at the unseen presence.   
"We'd better hurry" He exclaimed quickly turning his gaze back to the girl and snapping her out of her astonishment. "You'll get a chance to meet that useless Ryugi later." 
"Oh? Yeah" the girl replied still a bit blankly, blinking amusedly. 
"I'm sure you'll get along well, because you're the same age" commented the old man as he started to climb the rest of the stairs "you just have to be very careful, the guy's a real casanova!" 
The old man's affectionate laugh made Anzu smile. Surely Mr. Mutou was fond of the boy.  
"And you Mr. Mutou?" she asked following him again "How did you end up working here?"      
"Mmmmm well..." Started the old man leading her this time down a long corridor that seemed to no longer be part of the exhibits. There were lots and lots of doors and Anzu was sure they were offices.  
"As I told you before, the old owner of the museum was a good friend of mine," he said quietly. "We knew each other for years, so when it was time for me to retire from the excavations, Otogi simply offered me the job." 
"Excavations?" the chestnut asked rather interested. She watched as Mr. Mutou stopped in front of the last door in the corridor and slowly opened it. 
"Well..." He smiled waving him into the room "...we archaeologists age too." 
Anzu smiled back and entered the room. The room was huge. It smelled of old wood and ink.  
Anzu slid her eyes along the shelves lined to the ceiling with books and encyclopaedias, walked to the back of the office and gazed in wonder at the window overlooking the central garden of the museum. There was a solid wooden desk and behind it a red leather chair in which her next boss would sit. It was a nice, tidy room, nothing like the dingy room where the manager of Burger World sat yelling at her.  
Anzu's face lit up as she noticed a painting hanging on the wall to her right. She could have recognised it anywhere, that image was one of her oldest memories, she had always liked how they had captured the beauty of ballet in it.    
"Chernikova" she whispered unconsciously reaching out to touch the painting.  
"You like art?" someone whispered behind her back snapping her out of the reverie the painting had lulled her into. 
Embarrassed she spun around quickly finding the young brunette from a few minutes ago smiling kindly at her, she blushed as she saw that Mr. Mutou was hiding a chuckle at her expression.  
"No... Not really" she stammered lowering her eyes self-consciously "... But that specific painting I like". 
No one said anything else but when Anzu raised her face she found the young woman inviting her to take a seat with a smile.  
"Please take a seat Miss Anzu" She said rounding the huge desk and sitting on the leather chair "Let's talk about the job you came to ask for".  
Anzu smiled and took a seat across from her. Mr. Mutou bowed slightly and left the room quietly. Once outside he could sense the presence that had followed them from the stairs.  
"She's quite a pretty girl don't you think so?" he exclaimed smiling hugely, a slight air moved his hair and he felt the presence leave. 
"I never imagined you were shy Your Highness" He shouted into the air laughing loudly. 
(...)   
"Mr. Mutou" called the boy sitting up with a hand on the blond head, snapping him out of his memories. "What is the other matter Miss Ishizu mentioned?"  
Sugoroku felt the presence pause and was almost certain it was watching him.  
"Well..." he replied scratching his beard in a distracted gesture "...We'll talk about that when your companion arrives."  
Almost immediately they could hear someone approaching with hurried footsteps towards where they were. 
"Speaking of the king of Rome" (*) smiled the old man walking towards the door with the intention of greeting the newcomer "Get up boy! What manners are those?" 
The blond frowned and grumbled in obedience. Once on his feet he dusted off his clothes and waited with his hands in his pockets for Mr. Mutou to return and introduce him to his companion. 
For an instant he felt as if someone was staring at him but there was no one else in the room and that sent shivers down his spine.  
"Ghosts" he thought turning pale, he shook his head energetically trying to convince himself that it was just his imagination. Suddenly he heard the door open and with it came the voice of Mr. Mutou.  
"Well little one, it's about time you met your new co-worker" exclaimed the old man excitedly. The girl's voice was too low so the boy couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.  
"Of course he already knows that you will be working together" Sugoroku laughed "In fact we were waiting for you because there is something else I need to explain to you before you start your shift."  
There was no response, but the blond deduced that the girl had agreed. The door opened giving way to the old man and with him entered a young girl about his age.  
"Well I'd better introduce you..." The old man began, but fell silent once he saw the faces of both boys. They were frozen and several seconds passed in which they looked at each other in surprise.  
"JONOUCHI/ANZU?!" they shouted at the same time pointing at each other as if they couldn't believe it. 
(...)
Until next time :D
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monikahenderson · 11 months
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Anzu es de mis personajes favoritos. Ella se merece todo el amor ❤️‍🩹
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