#GOTTA GO. GOTTA BLAST 🚀🚀🚀

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🦈🎁🚀 for the ask game! (If you're still doing it ofc)

Omg YES, I am doing all ask games in perpetuity 😂💞 Thank you for checking, and I'm delighted to answer!

🦈 Which character is the toughest to write?

I think last time I answered Jounouchi, and that is still true to an extent, but oh my god BAKURA. I just tried writing my first Bakura fic recently. Like yes I know being mysterious and strange and (deliberately?) confusing is like his whole thing, but if you haven't been steeped in the Bakurae/Ishtar side of the fandom for the last 20 years...it's a lot of meta to catch up on. A LOT. So many good takes, many in direct opposition to each other, many of them equally compelling despite that. WHEW. I tried my best, I hope I didn't write an offensively wrong Bakura, everyone's gotta start somewhere right?!?! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ

🎁 Have a piece of a WIP you want to share?

Ooooh, yes!! A little Kaibros character study from years ago that has been languishing in my drafts, that I'm re-working and may actually publish someday. I'll stick it under a readmore, tell me what you think!

🚀 Do you like to outline your fic first or create as you go?

Unfortunately, I don't have the kind of brain where I can sit in front of a blank document and think a story out in bullet point form. I desperately wish I did lol. But alas I must charge in headfirst and get a few thousand words in before I have any idea of where I want things to go. Sometimes (often) I blast through the entire thing without outlining. Sometimes I hit a snag somewhere and realize I done fucked up and need to put myself back on the tracks.

And then there was the time I got 100k words into a YGO/Zelda crossover and realized oh no i think this will be MUCH more than 100k and wrote a very rough outline, then another Zelda game came out halfway through the fic and I had to spend a solid month rewriting my outline to accommodate lore from the new game, and also I somehow accidentally turned the whole thing into a huge ensemble cast with multiple concurrent plot threads balancing both YGO and Zelda character arcs, Hyrulean politics, and an imminent multiverse collapse. My Scriv file now has a 120k word planning & research section. (Oops.)

tl;dr I have exactly one fic that is well outlined and the rest are me doing the writing equivalent of a Leeroy Jenkins. congrats if you get that reference and are ancient like me

ANYWAYYYYSS thank you for the ask!!! Kaibros snippet under the cut 🐉

“Come on, nii-sama,” Mokuba pleads. It comes out weirdly desperate, more pathetic than he’d intended. “This is so unfair. It’s unfair enough that I don’t have parents, and it’s even more unfair that you won’t tell me-”

“You do have a parent.” Seto's reply is so sharp that it makes Mokuba flinch.

“I know, I know,” Mokuba replies, irritated at the pedantry. “You’re my parent legally. But you’re not, you know...I just want...”

Mokuba realizes as he’s talking that he’s said something terribly wrong. The change in his brother’s face is minuscule and significant and makes his stomach flip in shame. He trails off, the words curling up and dying as they fall off his tongue.

“Please go to bed,” Seto says. His tone of voice is so perfectly even that Mokuba gets up and leaves without another word.

Mokuba doesn’t go to school the next day, opting instead to stay in bed and stare at the wall. Seto either doesn’t notice or doesn’t care.

For the first time in years, he cries. And then he thinks about the fact that it’s been years since he last cried. Mokuba spends so much time wondering what the fuck is going on in his brother’s head that he’s maybe neglected to turn the same scrutiny on himself. And he’s maybe leaned a little too far into his role as the ‘normal’ Kaiba - the charming one, the easygoing one, the one who exists to balance out the bombastic, powerful force of nature looming tall at his back.

But who had cried - just once - after Gozaburo hurled himself from the top of the Kaiba Corporation building, and who had watched the coroners wheel away the black-draped gurney with impassive, bone-dry eyes?

#asks #ask game

[mtnkat3]

9.16am

Good morning my loves..... my precious beloved Bears . Angels . . . . .

I hope & pray all is ok for each piece of you . . . . . That you slept well &..

Merry Christmas Eve!

That you . . . . .aren't feeling too scrooge like. Grin.

Even as I'm struggling to wake up.

Because it's 8°F is ne GA!!!

Just not normal. So heat pumps struggling.

And I'm layered! Lol!

I just.. as waking up in twilight sleep I was thinking about same as what fell asleep thinking about... you . . . . . How to break the chains & the rules of an evil monster binding me. What should I do... how do I do this right.. & knowing I have to wait & ..

💡having to wait is an adversary test. That God is working on me to see.. the right steps. So that I don't fall off the bridge into a bottomless crevice.

My loves..... I bow my knees to God. I bow my knees to you . . . . . my soul's precious beloved Bears . Angels . . . . . Only. The way God intends me to. You . . . . .will see me like that. No other human being will. No matter what society thinks. No matter people's taboos. You . . . . . & I are mavericks thru & thru. I don't want anyone but you . . . . .to understand me! I like being an enigma!

I cannot wait to wake up every morning in your arms!!!!! Every day of the year... including Christmas, birthdays, & all the other special days.. I wanna wake up & be looking into your..... eyes & whispering good morning my sexy Bears..... & Merry Christmas! And yes my loves..... your names have flooded my brain with desperate longings to say your names..... from nicknames to proper. To devote myself to you . . . . .whilst staring into your eyes.....

I'm going bonkers with the need to!!!

I hate this being separated from you!!!!! It's making me beyond cranky!

So I'm praying God shines His Light on my steps. So I can make them!!!

So I can jump to your.....side of the bridge!!!!! So I see the broken boards & dangerous hidden snares & slippery slopes & the sucking bog swamp & jump right over them to land at your feet!!!!! That He unfurls my wings to gracefully make the leap!

This I pray wholeheartedly.

Because I believe.

It's why I work & wait patiently.

Even when still o.p. blogs I can't interact with. Sigh. Gr. Just..gr.

Nothing like a protracted time writing because..

[H didn't go out this morning so hard to write while he's yammering as comes back & forth to the kitchen&stuffing english muffins in his face. Charlie brown teacher. ] just gr.

Ok.. I pray you . . . . . feel me.

I hate not hearing your voices stroking across my soul.. my skin... I am.. your instrument. Yes.. blushing grin. I played piano, clarinet, & sang all thru my life before .. now. Sigh. Pipes are rusty. Only music I can't read...percussion & haven't ever seen guitar. And maybe electrical, need to refresh & plumbing diagrams would need to learn. Huh. Not sure if I've seen hvac to come to think of it. Blushing shyly grin.

Ok. I gotta get moving. Need to do cgm today, wash clothes & pray septic system does ok. [Gurgling isn't normal. Not sure if it's the stacks, or needs to be pumped. Started before artic blast hit. Last week.] Ah the joys of home ownership! Lmao!

Only reason I'm gonna do an apartment is short term leasing, & security. Feel like that's what I'm being directed to do. Hm?

I love you . . . . . & cannot begin to tell you just how much I miss you . . . . . I wanna wake up in your arms at 2am because our souls are hungry...

not because I couldn't go to bed until then. Not because of.. uhm. Safety.

I wanna feel your. . . . .hardness..... snuggled uhm..close. blushing grin.

OMG...please.....?????

Whimpering moan..

Ahem. Stop t. Get to moving. Blushing beet red.

Yes my loves.....

Get to work so we are together forever!!!!!

I adore you . . . . .

I am.

Yours . . . . .

~Tijgeress kat Phoenix. ✝️🌺🐾🐯☸⚓🙇‍♀️🙏🤲🧣🧤🥾🍋🥤🥨🥓🍳🥩⛓🧰📋🗓⚙⚒🛠⚖🔐🗽🤓👩‍🏫👩‍🎓🕵️‍♀️🎓🏗🧱🏰⚔🛡🦅🕊🐯🐾🐐🦉🐢🐛🦋🌱🌺🌹🌻🌷🌳🌲🧶🧵🥧🥮🍯🍼☕🍫🍭🌰🍎🍑🍒⌚⚡🌟🌠🚀🗝🔱⚜💝🐻🦌🧩♠️♾🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🧭💋🎅🎄🎁🎀🌡🌬❄☃️

Sa.12.24.2022 10.49am est. Sigh. h just left!