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raj-illustration · 3 years
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Apparently it’s Seto Kaiba’s birthday and like--sure I’ve drawn him before, at least once (more than once) so here’s a more spruced up version of a fanart I started before.Was going to do a whole set of yugioh boys that match the Yugi I made back in the day, never got around to it. But I got this far.
Anyway, happy birthday Kaiba, good luck with the dragon card wife.
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kaibaxland · 4 years
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[ygo-ng] Yuuci pushes a cupcake decorated to look like seto and a second that looks like his favorite dragon onto his desk, along with a hand-drawn birthday card
@yugioh-ng
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There’s a small smile on his face. He reaches out to give Yuuci a small ruffle to her hair.
            “Thank you, Yuuci. They’re lovely.”
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kaibaxland · 5 years
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Seto's gonna get so many smooches from Roro~
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           He’s going to return as many smooches as possible~!    And get cuddles galore. Yes. Good.
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kaibaxland · 5 years
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For Kaiba’s birthday, the actual Blue Eyes White Dragon appears and has curled up beside his jet resembling her. Congrats, you have a real dragon now.
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     He just –He just. STARES, trying to figure out if this is real or not.
      “Holy shit -”
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kaibaxland · 6 years
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There’s wrapped package sitting on Seto’s desk. Where did it come from? Who knows? It’s about 10x10 inches, wrapped in silver paper with Blue Eyes White Dragons embossed in it, only visible in certain light. There are two pieces of paper taped to the top of it.
The first piece of paper has a message scrawled on it in barely legible chicken scratch. 
“Don’t hesitate to think on the past. Good and bad, they made you who you are and who we love. Some things don’t need to be let go - Katsuya”
The second has, on one side, a very crude drawing of three koroks holding hands - one with Seto’s brown hair, and the other two with the twin’s mops of blond - and on the other side, in significantly neater handwriting, another message.
“We love you, Seto, and we love what makes you happy. I wish we could’ve met her, she must’ve been incredible - Katsuro”
Inside the wrapping is a soft leather album.
Inside the album is nothing but Clarice, photos and magazine shoots carefully placed on each page. Lovingly arranged by gentle hands.
      Ah – A present. Of course. He should have expected this. Little presents had always been given to him from staff, Isono, Mokuba, Fuguta – Fans, even. Most ended up thrown away as he had no use for them, or they simply didn’t suit his tastes. (People who KNEW knew him knew better than to get him materialistic or trivial things least it was handmade or something he could eat and HOPEFULLY like)
     Nonetheless he took his coat off and hung it up where it usually went. Next up all his belts were undone and his boots were put up. The clock had just hit 12 so it was TECHNICALLY his birthday. He was allowed to open this, right? Right.
     First up, Ya’s note. A light scoff had been given after he had read it. The past was in the past. A lot of it was let go, a lot of it repressed or long forgotten for good while other things of the past haunted him in good and bad ways.
     Next, Ro’s note. A bemused scoff was given at the Koroks. Ah, the precious joke between him and Ro with Koroks…                       … Met her? Incredible?
       He feels ashamed of himself for having ti rip apart the little BEWDS on the wrapping paper but here he goes – And when his eyes catch sight of a VERY familiar pendant, he only rips it open faster.
      Fingers run carefully along the spot where the pendant is and he looks over his shoulder at his drawer where ALL of his pictures of Clarice had been.Very carefully he opened the photo album, already feeling SOMETHING bubble up inside of him.
              Her pendant. The ring he had made just for her that he had planned to propose to her with. Pictures. Of her. Her photo-shoots. Of THEM.  Page after page, memory after memory. He was so caught up in the book he failed to notice the tears running down his cheeks. He smiled a whole lot with her around. He still had reasons to let smiles rip past him with ease in the past. Her death ripped a good chink of that away. Eventually, his life drained him more and more… 
                 He even stopped smiling around the Orphans he’d visit.
     It wasn’t until he sniffled that he realized he was crying. And once he had noticed he was crying, he fell into a fit of sobs and sniffles, trying his best to not outright bawl like a baby.
 “She was incredible…” He’d whisper after a sob, running his fingers over the last picture in the book.
                         A scoff at himself as he wiped away some of the tears.
       “You sneaky assholes… I love you. Dammit. 
                      I love you both.”
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kaibaxland · 6 years
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         He’s very busy with getting all his work done plus extra.    Tomorrow’s his birthday. He gets forced to take that day off to spend on himself.
                                  Bleh.
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kaibaxland · 5 years
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Birthday cuddles! Ask nicely and he'll bust out the suit~ (sennenpharaoh)
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         He is content with the cuddles~  … Maybe. Maybe he’ll ask for the suit later.
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