Author: rulesinsanity

blackwolfartz:

aquabluejay:

blackwolfartz:

Mokuba playing “The floor is lava”. And somehow dragging Seto into it. Mr. No-nonsense CEO sitting perched up on his desk. Imagine one of his interns coming into his office to see this and looking so confused.

Kaiba is a hardcore gamer. He insists that if the intern wants to interrupt to bring him that report, then they’ll have to do it whole following the rules too. So the intern has to find a way to clamber across the office from the door without touching the floor, file report in hand.

Omg reblogging for the addition because it’s golden.

I thought of you after having this thought and since you are the biggest Pegasus fan I know, wanted to see what you though of it. It’s Toonshipping based too. …I imagine Seto doesn’t get sick often but when he does, it’s pretty intense. Would Pegasus freak out over that or try to hold it in? Because I just saw him staying strong but after closing the bedroom door to let Seto rest, him just falling apart and crying muttering under his breath “Please. Not again…”as he goes off to sulk/pray.

noselfpreservation:

FUCKING.  OW.

He would not handle that well I don’t think, no.  Having lost Cyndia was incredibly traumatic, and it’s something that has left him scarred (and scared).  He’d probably be shaking while he held Seto’s hand and would try to make sure he had everything about Seto memorized, down to every little detail, even how he cleared his throat and how his nostrils flared just so when he breathed…  Because he knows it might be the last time he sees any of it.

He’d try to hold all those fears in, because Seto is already sick and he doesn’t need to hear any of that blubbering mess.  But he’d break down once there was a door between them.  He wouldn’t be able to sleep.  In the end, when Seto finally gets well, Pegasus will probably fall ill because of his poor self-care and stress.  The irony of this is not lost on him.

Good to know. I was thinking pretty much the same thing. 

Deadpool drabble

Having depression sucks. You know most of the voices in your head are lying but you still have doubt about that because what if they aren’t the one’s lying and the one who is turns out to be you? So then you develop trust issues. You start to build up self doubt. Over all, in time, you want to give up.

And I have given up. I have given up so many times but this damned healing factor kicks in and makes me suffer through it all again. You think I would hit rock bottom soon but it just turns out that I brought a fucking pickaxe and I just dig myself into a deeper depression. Everyday is just pain filled with suffering but I smile. I smile through it all because I don’t need them to know how I feel. I can’t let them in because they will not understand even if I did. I will not be the cause of their suffering.

The mental strain from all the fake smiles over the years is unbarable. I want to make it end permanently but that just can not happen. Even the few pleasures in my life are fleeting. Everyone else I love will die and add that much more pain to it all. I can pull the trigger time after time again but it will not free me. I am a burden to everyone and myself. I can not escape it. And it kills me but not how I want it to…