Tag: marik ishtar

millieyre:

Amidst all the art depression I’ve been going through after looking at my old works lately, I couldn’t help but compare the way I used to draw Ryou and Mariku’s hairstyles from last year to this year.

…I really need to improve in drawing these two dorks this year.

I love how Marik just gets more fluffy and Ryou seems to get more pointy. It’s like they are becoming more like the other and being cute little dorks~

I think I am the only person to think of Marik as his hikari’s protector who takes things to an awful extreme and doesn’t grasp when a plan has changed but here me out…
Imagine Malik, who is afraid of the dark, to be on the verge of tears and breaking down only for Mariku to slip on into the room and want to be comforting be he doesn’t do touchy-feely things like hugs but instead sits in his own corner and softly starts singing The Light by Disturbed to him. His own voice oddly soft but rusty as if he hasn’t used it much. 

Yeah… little things like that that put him out of his own comfort zone in favor to make sure Malik will be okay amuses me…

So… Think Amen Ishtar ever doesn’t have time to do a ‘proper’ punishment and just locks Mariku in a closest or darkened place for a few hours? I kind of really like the idea of him doing that and Mariku getting used to the dark and that starts to make him feel minor comfort in it.

milliekou:

I’ve always headcanon Mr. Ishtar locking his children in a basement (could be after beating them up or an alternative if he doesn’t have time to beat them up.). Also, he blames stuff on his children even if they weren’t necessarily at fault especially Mariku ‘cuz that kid has some “serious” issues and he’s the “most problematic” of the family…so blame all the bad things on him or Rishid, lmao. 

With Mariku, I headcanon him finding refuge in darkness, opposite to Marik who fears darkness. (nothing far from the manga, lol. ) 

He doesn’t even get socks! ❤ </3

I love it and it is perfect. Torn page in a book, still closed boxes in storage, just enough light to see~ Ah… 
And I though the light change was on purpose to show that time passed so that was a happy little mistake, no? 

Watch Amen come back later at the top of the stairs in wait for that apology. 
“…I’m sorry that I did absolutely nothing worthy of this punishment.” His father’s forehead vein throbs in rage at his own child’s words. “Next time I’ll make sure I step up my game so you don’t have to waste your time on me but I’ll have actually earned it!” 

Psychoshipping

The world sees us as different. Not just different but too similar to ever be together. It’s funny really. How they think of it as a bad thing when really it is what helps me to understand you.

Marik, you beautiful idiot. How can they be so blind? To not see that we were meant to be together. Sure, you are still learning and struggling with this feeling but isn’t it worth it? Isn’t the pain of love worth having?

Everytime I look at you I see myself when I was but a boy. All that hatred and fear. Hate for the world shaping you up to be a monster and fear because it is too blind to see to potential of good buried within you and rather watch you burn.

It’s so strange how they have come to adore me. All those years of hatred and fighting only for them to show mercy when another tells them of how I came to be… And how they will not hear your story. These wicked beasts wanting nothing more than to hate you and watch you suffer. They care not that all you were ever shown till now was violence. Your entire existence is interwoven in it and soaked in blood till I found you and saw what they could not.

I see your rage rising up and protecting your heart that is falling apart with every ill spoken word about you. I see the dim light just flickering within and so desperately trying to keep from going out. I know this wretched loneliness that that consumes you and I am not going to let it win.

I got my second chance after a lifetime of waiting and I’ll be damned before I allow them to end you before you can start your’s…

peeves:

i feel like a lot of people fail to realize that for some, loving fictional characters is the closest thing they have to loving themselves. self love can be so, so hard. so when you see someone else on a screen, someone that you can relate to, you pour your heart and soul into loving them. you want to protect them and give them the love you can’t convince yourself you deserve. and maybe that can bring you one step closer to loving yourself.