#millenniumringg

[bakuraes]

How did bakuraes spend Valentine’s Day? :3

Eating from Ryou's chocolate stash he got at college ;)

#yugioh #yami bakura #bakura ryou #ryou bakura #thief king bakura #bakura #pal art #bakuraes #asks #millenniumringg

[ryoubandwagon]

May I request… clean sneak bakura and ryou…. my beloved <3

oh my beloveds <3333

everyone go read the clean sneak by yadonushiryou on ao3!!!!!

#yugioh #thief king bakura #ryou bakura #bakura #bakura ryou #gemshipping #pal art #requests #20s au #the clean sneak #asks #millenniumringg

[justapalspal]

Trademarks: baldkura and wholesome bakurae:-) can always count on pal for a doodle that will make me giggle <3

I like to make people giggle!! Yatta!!

#yami b as the bingo man is just so funny. evil evil guy goes around saying bingo. funniest dude alive #‘he’s evil and threatening and bad’ have you considered he is frickin hilarious #self titles himself yugi’s babysitter. h-haha I’m your friend >:) #this has a point. developing yami b post canon into a friend shaped figure is my beloved #he just needs the right push. a bit of a kick in the ass. some time away from the zorc soup #I’m just babbling at this point. i saw the words wholesome bakurae and suddenly yami b possessed my thumbs #asks #ramble #millenniumringg

[sesshy380]

For writer ask game! 26, 36, and 45 :3

Oh! These are good ones! @x-atlas-x beat ya to asking number 45 lol. You can read that answer here.

On with the answers!

-26. Would you rather write a fic that had no dialogue or one that was only dialogue?

I could easily do a no-dialogue fic. I feel I've gotten pretty good at telling a story from a visual narrative.

-36. Do you visualize what you read/write?

100%

I feel bad for people with aphantasia. When I discovered that not everyone 'saw' movies in their head while reading, I was flabbergasted. Even while writing, I 'see' the scenes almost as clearly as if I were watching something on TV.

These were great questions! Thanks for the ask!

#ask game #answered asks #millenniumringg

[millenniumringg]

Cornered 2 foreshadowing??????

(With a yummy paragraph treat below the cut :-) )

And then, he walked away. Ryou’s hands balled into fists and his face grew hot. He stepped into the doorway and quietly shut the door, watching Malik walk into the kitchen from his place on the welcome mat.

“What if I want to argue, though? You never want to argue.”

Malik scoffed. “Astute observation, detective.”

Ryou’s brow furrowed and his nose wrinkled at the comment. It sent him over the edge. Those weren’t words that came from someone who ‘didn’t want to argue.’

“Can you even hear yourself?” Ryou asked, stomping into the kitchen. He didn’t like how relaxed Malik seemed to be as he preoccupied himself with looking in the fridge.

“Can you please respect me asking not to do this right now?” Was Malik’s response as his eyes scanned the contents of the fridge with no intention of pulling anything out of it.

Ryou’s eye twitched. “No, Malik,” He shot back. “Because if we don’t talk about this now, it’s never going to come up again because you avoid everything that’s even remotely negative.”

Ryou took a quick breath, making sure Malik wouldn’t interrupt what he wasn’t finished with.

“And you have no fucking idea how horrible you not wanting to talk about this looks to someone who is supposed to be helping the police department solve a crime.”

While Ryou’s face became red, and his hands shaky, Malik remained steadfast in his outwardly calm appearance.

The kitchen went silent. Malik straightened himself up, placing a hand on his lower back as he did so. His face twinged as if he were in pain, but it was only for a moment.

“What,” Malik started, slow and steady, “exactly, are you implying?”

“I think if you’re asking me that question,” Ryou replied, “then you already know what I’m implying.”

#happy new year #perfect way to start 2024 #with cornered 2 art #HEHEHEHE #cornered #millenniumringg art #ryou bakura #malik ishtar #angstshipping #I’m sorry guys but sometimes you have to be mad at each other in order to learn how to heal #they have been through so much and getting better is hard sometimes :( #they are both valid

[ryooolu]

Ygo commissions _(:з」∠)_

Tendies for @millenniumringg

Prideship for @kaiomuda on IG

#yugioh #fanart #anime #myart #ryou bakura #yami bakura #seto kaiba #yami yugi #prideshipping #tendershipping #commission

[blackfeatherdragon]

Was inspired by a post by @millenniumringg to do a drawing of all my Ryou AUs!

I suppose this is a belated birthday post... happy birthday to the most unlucky boy...

#yugioh #ygo #bakura ryou #ryou bakura #pmd ygo au #teacher!ryou au #ryou in hisui au #ask me about my aus i am begging- #ygo promare au

[yuusaris]

@rochelle-echidna showed up in the thief king bakura tag cuz I follow it, doing a "post a couple paragraphs of your WIP" share-a-thon thing and said anyone who sees it could do it and I saw it and I wanna do it, I wanna I wanna I wannaaaaa!!!!!

tagging @millenniumringg, @justapalspal @nightingalejune and @ladymdc and anyone else who just wanna wanna wanna like meeeeeee

I'm obvs gunna do a few of these, obviously. I have too many WIP's not to share. I'm gunna do my lmk ones first, then the ygo's and I'll end on a very delayed WIP for rvb, mmkay? mmkay.

--[Unnamed]--

(Context: My last dump was to make way for this - a whole new plot and direction for a fic whose name doesn't suit it right now and is thus unrtitled - the idea is... well, honestly, this is almost all of the first chapter, so, it'll speak for itself.)

“Like a…bri-- a- a wife?” Macaque’s brow furrows. “You want to get married? You.”

“What’s that tone? I could get married if I want!” Wukong spits. “If I even want a queen - I mean, it’s not like we even need one.”

“Then why are you thinking about it?”

Wukong groans, “Well, everyone else’s got one!” and deflates at his status - the odd-king-out. “Bull’s totally gunna marry Jade Face, Peng and Tusk are saddled up, King of Confusion’s just got that new thing on his arm, even White Snake snagged herself some human to mack on-- Not that it matters!” Wukong defends - no, declares, because it is a fact. “Cuz I don’t need one just cuz everyone else is doing it, just - why’s everyone dipping on party time because of some spouse, what’s so important about them? Am I missing something here?”

“If you have to ask, you’re probably not ready for that kind of relationship--”

“Relationship, shmelationship, what’s that gotta do with anything?!” Wukong, just as he finishes, decides he doesn’t like the look on Macaque’s face either. “Y’know, for my right hand man, you’re not bein’ too helpful right now.”

--[Almost And Enough]---

(Context: My S4 Wukong In The Broken Scroll fic I've been working on sinceeeeee fffffuck, whenever it was S4 came out. I've been working on this all year and Chapter 1 IS done, but I want to finish the fic before I post. Either way, we've got a Wukong - currently not Wukong and therefore Monkey -deciding to share his Secret, that being, he's going to leave to find immortality. And he picks a very particular person to share it with first...) The Macaque looks to the sky, the trees, the fruits - as long as it’s not as his King. “The others should know.” Is his only, halting, response.

Monkey shrugs, shoulders hiking then rolling back in a way he hopes is cool. “I wanted to tell you first.”

“Why?” The Macaque asks with a dismissal that’s purely performative. “We’re not close just because we’re part of the same troop - We’re almost strangers, we’ve never even talked.”

Lies are sort of like secrets--

“You should tell the other mountain troops to merge with ours.” Monkey had suggested. “It makes no sense for us to hoard the cave when there’s others who need the shelter too!”

“I can do that,” replied the monkey, a macaque with three round ears to each side of his head. His face was a wild splatter of red with exciting flares, more extravagant than the smooth curves of Monkey’s peach-pink patch. “You’re King now, so...”

--but much less fun.

“Well, ‘almost’ isn't a stranger, is it?” Monkey grins when he finds a stick in the ground - almost a branch but just shy of earning the title. Absently, he answers as he slings it over one shoulder, “Besiiiides, us not talking is as much on me as it is you so, this is me breaking the ice and you being forgiven for not trying.”

--[My Poltergeist Is Dead And Everything Is Worse Now]--

(Context: a trauma-release fic I've been writing while mourning my cat. Weirdly took on life with sections named after bits of Bojack's eulogy for his mother. It's a funeral, taking place within the Milleniaum...Cube? Cube. Plana Cube, after Ryou got ousted from the movie by the Cube. If Joey went to a place no one remembers him, Ryou went to a surrealist funeral, where he'll be around all the people he lost, with a big focus on the Spirit of the Ring. His family is written in past tense because they have passed away and this cannot be undone or forgotten)

He sits at the pew, next to his mother, with his sister crawling into his lap. The Spirit sits behind him, and toys with Ryou’s hair, drawn back as respectably as a boy with long hair can manage. Ryou shakes his head to shake the hand off, but only succeeds in garnering Amane’s infant hands instead. 

“It doesn’t make sense, him being gone.”

Ryou listens to her speak, his eyes on the casket.

“It doesn’t feel real.”

Ryou looks to his side. His mother’s head was bowed, not looking at the coffin. Her stiff body and closed eyes unnerve him from her seat. In a rhythm, she took one long breath, exhaling, and each after became smaller and smaller. In a moment, she didn’t seem to breathe at all - Ryou checks for her chest to rise wide again, and ends up staring instead.

“Did you love him?” Ryou asks her, a thing that’s haunted him just beneath his foundations.

A glassy eye was open, pointed in Ryou’s direction. The answer took longer than Ryou was comfortable with, and the answer itself had been no sweeter.

“Do you?”

--[Love, The Me That's Killing You]--

(Context: Ryou has discovered Bakura's got Hanahaki disease and it's killing them both as they share a body. So he's trying to figure out who is it Bakura could possibly be in love with. Despite efforts to dissuade him, Bakura eventually concedes to the search, rushing Ryou past pictures of the Battle City finals until--)

“That one!” Bakura points. To a young girl with cinnamon brown hair.

“Jounouchi-kun’s sister?” Ryou asks, dreadingly, as Bakura nods, furiously. “...She’s… thirteen.”

There’s a choking sound. “Not… not that one, then.” Bakura rasps. “The other one, there was another one, still had the hair and the - there! Yes, her!” He points, it’s Isis. Ryou’s confused.

“But you just said-”

“I made a mistake, am I allowed to make mistakes?”

“About someone you love,” Ryou gestures to the petal pile, “this much?”

“It was - dark,” Bakura stutters. He stuttered. “And windy, and there was - we were in a lot of pain, Landlord…” Bakura’s brushing it all off.

“You’re dying over someone you just mistook for someone else?”

“Well, it’s not like I spent a lot of time with her, is it?!” Bakura barks. 

“Then what could you possibly love about her?!”

“That… is…!” Bakura stops, sputtering, “That is exactly it! She doesn’t speak to me unnecessarily, just how I like it! She knows her place, unlike a certain someone!” 

“Seen and not heard, is she?” Ryou gags, of his own reflexes, in disgust at the slime-coated sentiment. With a choke, Bakura balks, mumbling about Ryou understanding when he’s older.

--[3 Reasons Why (I Never Told You I Was Playmaker)]--

(Context: I love VRAINS. I love Chatshipping. I will write the Chatshipping somehow.)

“You don’t gotta tell me all that,” Shima says - as if it’s so simple to say even this! “Just say you don’t wanna talk about it.”

“You would have complained that I was keeping something from you,” Yusaku replies, without looking. “You would have felt hurt, gotten upset and run off.”

“I’m never upset with you!” Shima’s shocked, somehow. Yusaku only glances at him, brows stitched in dulled disbelief. “Well.. not for more than an hour, at least!”

‘Not for more than an hour’. Typical Shima.

“And," he continues, pointedly, "I wasn’t upset you ‘got secrets’,” Shima looks out, as if looking for where Yusaku’s eyes had just been. “You act like I’m too stupid to understand stuff.”

“I don’t think you’re stupid,” Yusaku’s quick to deny. Something about what Shima said twists a knot in his chest. “I think you’re overexcitable and you don’t always think things through, and-”

“Sounds like a stupid guy to me,” Shima interrupts with a frown. 

Yusaku’s mouth is stuck open from that, having no course correction for that comment.

Shima, not Typical Shima, stands up. He’s not looking at Yusaku. His fists go into his pockets.

“Whatever,” He shrugs. “See you at school.”

With too straight a gait, Shima walks with a tremble. It quickly gives way into a bursting sprint once he can’t hold it back. And Yusaku is the coward who doesn’t stop him.

--[Wedding Soup (Chapter 2)]--

(Context: after a sleepless night and wrestless workday, Ryou's sunset afternoon ends with many... many tsuchinoko in the backyard. They are notorious liars, known for their penchant for drinking and a deadly bite.)

“And I didn’t even get a chance to answer, the cashier just went,” Ryou pauses, as another dizzy spell hits him. “ ‘Cash or Card’.” With an offended sniff, he takes another long drink of tea - black and intense and brewed with double the teaspoons to make sure it keeps him awake. Ryou sets the mug down with a huff. “As if I’m doing something burdensome by personally restoring a cultural landmark.” 

“This is a nice trap,” One of the tsuchinoko says from the writhing ball. 

“It was certainly the nicest there,” Ryou says. “Not too painful, is it?”

“Agonizing!”

“Oh good, you wouldn’t believe how awful the others looked.” At the corner of his eye, Ryou spies another one slithering towards a covered trap. If the others are aware, they’re just as keen to warn it as Ryou is. “I even looked some up before I went out -  for every humane trap I found in that place, there were ten more glue traps.”

“Sounds fun!”

“I know. I swear, the heartlessness of some people--”

A snap, a yelp, then the frantic rattling of metal as the tsuchinoko flings itself across the trap cage. Ryou dons his thick gloves again, getting up from his spot on the back porch. “Here, here,” he says softly. One hand holds the snake firmly by the back of its tiny head, the other taking the flat bottom of the small cage. He lifts it from the ground, quickly shifts it to the larger tank, and tilts it before opening the flap. 

“In you go.”

--[Gore Couture]--

“Just last week, residents of rural Blood Gulch reported screaming around 2 AM. Police responded within minutes of the third report, but were only able to narrow down the location an hour after arriving on the scene. When officers arrived, they found no body, but confirmed the presence of human blood and organ tissue.”

“Can this schmuck emphasize any more words?” Isaac leaned against the break room counter, watching up at the screen.

“This isn’t a gossip channel,” Mason Wu’s stressed tone signaled agreement. “Someone’s missing at least a liter of blood.”

The television at the station at least showed part of his work on the news, a brief interior look into the storage cubicle. Without the corpse in the arranged outline, there were only blood splatters, disarrayed furniture and a signature - Gore Couture by Felíx.

Maybe the accent on the ‘i’ was a bit much.

“A liter?” Isaac gaped. “Ho-o-oly shit.”

“You’re a damn sociopath,” Wu whipped back to glare. “You do know you’re on thin ice for being a no-show that night--”

“I told you already,” Isaac shrugged. His coffee sloshed dangerously close to the rim of his mug. “I was with somebody.” It wasn’t a lie - Isaac was with abody.

#shadowpeach #tendershipping #chatshipping #lmk #rvb #ygo #yugioh #my writing #me flavored soup #body/life #wedding soup

[tenderwulf]

Shoutout to @millenniumringg’s 20s AU fic, I started reading it yesterday and I’m having the time of my life

#ygo #the clean sneak #ygo 20s au #I LOVE YOUR RYOU AND BAKURA SO MUCH

[batekush]

tagged by @swordbride for the first 5 songs from my on repeat playlist!!

tagging @wildmike @daphneblakess @breadchrom @millenniumringg @ambertintedglasses @valines

[ryoubandwagon]

Also if you feel like it please draw 1920s Ryou in his silly robbery gear you know like a mime with a mask type of look HEHEH 💖💖

I have the mime-and-mask thief-y getup Ryou himself right here!!

#yugioh #ryou bakura #bakura ryou #20s au #the clean sneak #requests #pal art #💖💖💖💖💖💖 #millenniumringg #queued #scheduled

[justapalspal]

Made up fic title:

Minions: Rise of Bakura

send me a made-up fic title and i'll tell you what i would write to go with it

As I have no idea whatsoever what the latest minions movie is about, we’ll wing it with what I do know: I’d write about the minions trying to find the most evil supervillain to support or however the one movie went, and when they find Yami B, Yami B is incredibly honored to be their pick. At least, until they explain they’re not here for him. They’re here for Zorc.

Yami B of course is offended and insists he is Zorc. The minions disagree. This triggers Yami B’s “am I the thief am I Zorc who tf am I” identity crisis, because this fic ends up tackling themes of identity and if we are who we think we are or not, if identity is as performative as Yami B thinks it is, if Yami B really is who he remembers (or doesn’t remember) himself to be, etc etc etc, stuff like that.

Other events in this fic would include: Yami B going on an epic evil quest to prove he is Zorc; the minions stealing the Millennium Items from Yugi and Yami B freaking out because it isn’t the right time to do that yet; the minions trying to revive Zorc; the minions failing to revive Zorc; Yami B finally getting free enough mentally to think, maybe I shouldn’t be serving a guy who erased who I was and made me a parody of my former self like this.

The fic ends with Yami B coming to terms with his revelation and the minions adopting him as an honorary minion. I’m feeling found family minions would be funny for Yami B, don’t you think?

#found! family! minions! found! family! minions!! #ramble #asks #millenniumringg

[sesshy380]

Last Line Tag

Thank you @late-to-the-fandom for the tag! I haven't really written anything in days, but decided to work on something self-indulgent just to get the brain back into the creative mindset.

RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence

No matter how much time passed, she still longed for home.

Oh boy. 11 words, 11 people.

No-Pressure Tagging: @resuri-art, @sowideasea, @x-atlas-x, @puzzl-d, @crush3dmary, @worldendercharles, @tenderwulf, @kitsunefaux, @apathetic-theme-song, @enemyoflactose, and @millenniumringg

#tag game #last line tag #i really had to dig through my list of mutuals #the line is from self-indulgent OC stuff #may or may not share the whole thing at some point

[millenniumringg]

what being a PSYqualia zombie does to a mf

#yes I have been watching cardfight vanguard #sigh #the gay card players got to me #aichi sendou #cardfight!! vanguard #millenniumringg doodles

[ask-baldkura]

Oh my god it went this far congratulations I’m proud

thank you...... I am tOO

#baldkura #yami bakura #asks #millenniumringg #my art #kEHEHEEHHEHEHEHEHHEEEEE

[bakawitch]

Today I saw that @millenniumringg dropped the new chapter for Cornered and I was reminded of Malik’s and Ryou’s date and I remembered how sweet it was so now I drew them… help I love this fic too much lol…

Also randomly made a Kura Cam view cause why not:

#tension is sky high #and cant wait to find out more! #their date was cute fight me #their date was cute #these two are gonna be the death of me #why does tumblr torture with me with ruining the pictures quality #yugioh #yugioh dm #ygo dm #yugioh au #private investigator au #ryou bakura #bakura #malik ishtar #marik ishtar #angstshipping #fanart #baka arts