You did it! Woot! Those eyes and that devilish grin~
Kind of want to write a crack AU the focuses on Marik being a chibi who lives in Seto Kaiba’s office and gets into all kind of trouble and try as he might, Seto just can not get rid of him.
I love the concept of it and it’s been on my brain for… what, a week now? Admittedly I really love chibis and I feel like Seto would be the most entertaining to have interact with such a thing.
But picture it! Seto just exhausted but refusing to call it a night just yet when he sees something move out of the corner of his eye. Nothing too special since he works himself into the ground and sees odd things he knows can’t be there all the time. He’s fine. Then he hears a crash and sees something broken on the floor and something out of place. He doesn’t own a succulent plant and even if he did, none are colored like that. So he goes to get up when it starts moving and isn’t at all sure how he is supposed to fell about that. Then chaos breaks out. Panic follows because a person that small can’t be real! He has to be hallucinating!
There is a lot more with it but I feel like no one is really interested in it but my dorky self. Gah! >///<
It’s weekend and I have nothing better to do than drawing out of character stuff.
So, I have designed a rose/angel themed wedding dress (with lots of frills) for the effeminate flamingo and a BEWD themed suit for the stubborn rhino. I’m going to hell.
It’s so beautiful. *ugly sobbing* I love that his side fringe is growing out! Ugh- I love out ooc weddings. >///<;;
Millieyre’s AU amuses me greatly. Also totally adore little versions of characters so that probably helps XP But I like coming up with tiny things that I don’t know how to portray properly but it’s still fun to daydream… I also like to give him certain traits I have ‘cause I’m dumb like that.
I like to imagine elementary Mariku just running through a open field with tall grass and fluffy dandelions all throughout it. Just kicking them up and watching the seeds float away though some end up getting lost in his wild hair. Ishizu having to pick them out for him when he gets home.
But imagine little Mariku though being told the stories of how dandelions grant wishes so he takes to making a few when he is having really destructive thoughts. Large, beautiful, grand and impossible dreams that cute little kids tend to have. Wishes to meet dragons, go to Disneyland, or get into laser fights with pirates.
But as years tick away, his wishes becomes more realistic. In time he hardly makes any. Certain days he just stands next to one, tempted to pick it but instead steps on it because he feels like it’s pointless to want something he can’t have. Other days he picks one and holds his breath for too long because his wish is so pathetically sad he can’t believe that is all he wants.
No one really understands it when they see him holding one during high school. The weird demon kid who has no emotions is just being odd and holding a dandelion. What a freak. They don’t know. His breath is stuck in his throat and he is torn on just crushing the plant in his hand and letting the remains fall down to the ground in a broken pile. With a gentle blow, he finally makes his wish.
He just wants to know what it’s like to be happy.
He waits a few minutes in hopes this one wish just might come true. Nothing happens. He then drops it by his feet and gives a sad chuckle. That’s right. He doesn’t deserve happiness. What was he thinking?
He then walks off by himself to leave behind the field of wishes so kids who are important can make their wishes. Maybe one of their’s can come true.
Sadly, to his dismay, when things are looking their worst, he still picks one and stares at it in hopes the gods might one day answer him. But he doubts they ever will.
Side thought: I bet Amen Ishtar has a lovely weed free lawn till the Bakura’s moved in across the street and just allowed weeds to show up. He doesn’t mind a few dandelions. Soon though more appear and one day the kids just plow through them and send a ton of fluffy seeds out when Amen is home. They end up getting into his yard and soon growing there and he tries to get rid of them. This only serves to make Amen hate the Bakura family more.
the OTP: literal murderers and super villains
me: ok but what if they like. adopted a cat. and went to the zoo and held hands.
Millieyre’s AU amuses me greatly. Also totally adore little versions of characters so that probably helps XP But I like coming up with tiny things that I don’t know how to portray properly but it’s still fun to daydream… I also like to give him certain traits I have ‘cause I’m dumb like that.
I like to imagine elementary Mariku just running through a open field with tall grass and fluffy dandelions all throughout it. Just kicking them up and watching the seeds float away though some end up getting lost in his wild hair. Ishizu having to pick them out for him when he gets home.
But imagine little Mariku though being told the stories of how dandelions grant wishes so he takes to making a few when he is having really destructive thoughts. Large, beautiful, grand and impossible dreams that cute little kids tend to have. Wishes to meet dragons, go to Disneyland, or get into laser fights with pirates.
But as years tick away, his wishes becomes more realistic. In time he hardly makes any. Certain days he just stands next to one, tempted to pick it but instead steps on it because he feels like it’s pointless to want something he can’t have. Other days he picks one and holds his breath for too long because his wish is so pathetically sad he can’t believe that is all he wants.
No one really understands it when they see him holding one during high school. The weird demon kid who has no emotions is just being odd and holding a dandelion. What a freak. They don’t know. His breath is stuck in his throat and he is torn on just crushing the plant in his hand and letting the remains fall down to the ground in a broken pile. With a gentle blow, he finally makes his wish.
He just wants to know what it’s like to be happy.
He waits a few minutes in hopes this one wish just might come true. Nothing happens. He then drops it by his feet and gives a sad chuckle. That’s right. He doesn’t deserve happiness. What was he thinking?
He then walks off by himself to leave behind the field of wishes so kids who are important can make their wishes. Maybe one of their’s can come true.
Sadly, to his dismay, when things are looking their worst, he still picks one and stares at it in hopes the gods might one day answer him. But he doubts they ever will.
I am Terra 