
A panda will die tonight…
Melvin with palette #12 for kiwiitin!
In Season 1, Yami and Yugi had a noticeable height difference.
By Season 5 they were the same size.
;_;
Part of me just hopes it is secret symbolism that Yugi has grown as a person
“Bakura debates the worth of throwing the knife at Yami Marik, then decides he doesn’t want to deal with the repercussions if he misses.”
I don’t even know what to say about this
That is because Bakura is the shit and you lot can piss off~
What if the entire show of Yu-Gi-Oh! was actually a game? Not just the card game but almost everything? Saving the world, penalty games, mind crushing, Yami being a nameless pharaoh, all of it is just a large game.
Keeping that concept, what if Yami and Yugi were brothers? Kids tend to see those a bit older then themselves as people to look up to. Yugi would look up to Yami and Yami would be a loving big brother who looks out for his kid brother and plays along with his games because that is what makes Yugi happy.
What if Seto and Mokuba were adopted still but Gozaburo Kaiba wasn’t a total dick? But him being an abusive asshole was something everyone else assumed because he was a stick in the mud with perfect grades who dressed differently from everyone else? Maybe Seto is pissed at him because Gozaburo did commit suicide and left him in charge of it, further causing him to lose while little of a childhood he had left so earily.
What if Blue-Eyes White Dragon was rare but not only four in existence? What if the gang just acted like it was that rare because they never seen more then that before? Seriously- would there only be one Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon card in the world since there are supposedly only four Blue-Eyes?
Kaiba probably is known for his though since he loves the card and won tournaments with that combo while most people just favor other cards.
What if Duelist Kingdom was a tournament in general? No soul stealing, magic, Shadow Games. All that is imagined to make it seem more fun for the gang.
Pegasus finds out and plays along because he loves games! The imagination is delightful and he wants in on their fun. Grandpa is safe, he’s just off in a side room waiting for it to be over because he was dragged along like an adult to an anime convention. Little interest but his grandson is excited, so why not? Mokuba isn’t kidnapped but he joined against Seto’s wishes and that is what brings Seto there.
Pegasus isn’t dead by the end but the gang pretends he is because they know they are most likely never going to see him again.
Mmm… Battle City!
Seto isn’t playing along at first.
Malik and Marik are twin exchange students but their sister and step-brother tagged along to keep an eye on them- or something similar.
They want to play with Yugi’s gang and there is Spring Break coming up. A tournament is happening during it and they are going to it but they don’t have a ‘villain’ to go against and Malik volunteers. Marik wants to after he hears Mali is going to but he wants to work on his backstory first. He’s critical on details while Malik just goes on the fly. Later they talk and Marik and Malik have a great idea but while Marik is ironing out details, Malik is off dueling other people and scheming with Bakura on their role and how to fit into the game.
Overprotective siblings go with as someone has to supervise so Malik makes up a story as to why Rishid is always at his side. Rishid later fills Ishizu in on the amusing game they are playing and she agrees to go along with it but they really want Seto to join them like he used to- back during Season Zero where he was the ‘bad guy’ and essentially the Game Master before he got pulled off to learn more about Business and how to better run the company he inherited.
Marik’s grand reveal of his character, which was nearly forgotten since he had been absent up until then, is when Malik is being dramatic and subtilly acting in pain off to the side. Marik then tells him he needs to amp it up and so Malik starts screaming before tagging Marik and he steps out next to them. The two of them had a script they worked on together and speak in unison which draws all their attention to them. Eventually Malik steps down and Marik is left talking in his brother’s place. Little is revealed, bit by bit over time… The game is fun but as Marik wins games and others end up dropping out, he does a side monolog of what he claims is happening to them for losing.
Marik’s descriptions are terrifying. They all secretly love it but have to keep playing the game.
Ugh- I have so much more to theorize on but I doubt anyone is actually interested.
Damn…
Their past interactions had been so limited. Sure, they both knew a little about each other but that was never enough to really base anything on other than acknowledgment that the other merely existed and had a link to Yugi. Even so, curiosity crept into the dark spirit’s mind till it began to devour him like a dam that had burst. Downing him with an ever growing obsession for the man who denied and constantly tried to defy his past and future destiny.
Meanwhile, the young CEO had paid the other little mind since their last encounter. His thoughts scattered yet focused on a few important details to him. Keeping his company in order, keeping an eye on Mokuba while leaving him breathing room to grow and explore himself without forcing anything onto him, and how to take back a title he knew was rightfully his. The last thing on his mind had been the body snatcher who he still, if he gave it any thought at all, was convinced just playing some deranged game with the other dweebs. All of it had been nonsense really and that was something he had no time for. Or so he had thought.
Darkness pooled in around the edges of the room, lingering just barely within sight. The CEO hadn’t noticed as he was diligently working on a promising new project. Fingertips orchestrating a unique symphony as they clicked away at numerous keys while icy blues stared into the glowing screen. The room had been dark to begin with as he was a creature of the night despite knowing it was not good for his eyes but did allow him to emerge himself more into his project. Perhaps that was his downfall.
The screen flickered and on instinct, Kaiba grabbed the mouse to save the file only for the power to surge again before shutting off completely. He waited for a backup generator to kick on but none came. Concerned, he moved his rolling chair to one side to get up but noticed something odd. The lights from the other side of his office door were on.
Inky swirls of darkness spread out before the bit of light till they collided and strangled it out of view and into the darkened room stepped a figure. The features indistinguishable till a circle of light appeared in the figure’s chest. The golden gleam flashing, fanning out to further illuminate the ancient item and reveal it to be the bizarre pendant that Yugi’s friend, Ryou was often seen wearing.
“Greetings, Seto Kaiba. You and I have some… unfinished business.” The thief mused only to wag a solo finger as Seto had made a move and promptly froze him in place with his magic. “Tsk, so eager. Well then,” he purred as he lowered his hand and stepped closer to the brunette. “I won’t bore you with explanations.” No. He would instead skip over it all and merely show him what he had came for.
In a flash of brilliant light emitting from the eye on the Ring, Seto’s vision whited out only to be replaced with a second of pure darkness. The world gradually returning in darkened hues and deep mists. The Shadow Realm. This game was getting old and about to demand an answer, Seto had only stopped when he saw Bakura with his arms crossed. One pale hand finally untucking upon the glare topoint up were Seto had intended to glance only to be frozen in horror as a monstrous creature lurked.
The eyeless beast having sensed the fear moving in and while Seto had thought about moving away it had been too late. The writhing mass of tentacle like limbs shooting out and stealing all of the brunette’s attention away from Bakura. Powerful tendrils grasping at the CEO’s limbs and manipulating them to it’s will. Forcing them to spread apart while more twisting appendages slipped out and began to twist around the captured form. Several having found way under the looser bits of cloth while the more skilled ones forced their way under the tighter bits. Clothing being pulled out of place as Seto instantly tried to free himself, squirming in the firm hold of the monstrous eldritch horror.
Slippery tentacles snaking across his body and soon across his flesh as they found new ways in under the clothes. The large ones pulling and ripping the clothing free. This was- no! Seto fought harder to get away only to feel a coil wrap around his throat and constrict. The pain and lack of oxygen making him gasp. A mistake he could find out shortly after as a thick muscled tendril slipped into the gaping mouth. The warm thing pulsating as he explored the CEO at it’s leisure. Running against pearly teeth and rubbing against the hot tongue that tried to force it back out, exciting it more and encouraging it to explore further in. Forcing itself further back and squeezing down the tightening throat.
Seto’s eyes began to water at the sudden pain as his throat clinched more around the intruding limb that inched further back. Face flushing red as it choked him and he body began to grow incredibly warm. Panic taking over as more of his clothing was tossed aside in tatters. His belt and metal bracers the only thing they seemed to ignore as they pulled boots free. The items falling out of view as he was hoisted higher into the air. Body arching as the wet limbs caressed and coated him in a thin, clear, ooze. Like dozens of curious tongues licking him all over. Sampling him like a hungry lover and about to devour him whole.
Muted moans were stopped dead in their tracks from the tentacle crammed into his throat. A painful blessing is disguise as one wormed itself up inside of him down before. His face flushing a soft rosy hue as he was penetrated. His cock stiffening from the forced pleasure that was building up inside of him for all the unwanted attention. Another wet appendage sliding across the exposed cock and rubbing against it curiously before pumping it with more vigor. The action also coating it too in a slime that felt similar to saliva but thicker.
Bakura smirked as he watched his plan unfold. His current daydreams being fulfilled before his very eyes. Maybe after this he could finally get his thoughts back on track again without this pesky urge of seeing the head of Kaiba Corp begging and pleading for his attention in a whorish manner.
After what felt like an eternity, the tentacle in his mouth retreated. The CEO gasping for air and immediately in a coughing fit till he felt something squirm inside him. The action earning a noise he never had made before. A mewl of pain and want. Another gasp of bitter relief following as it pulled out. While his senses were being flooded with foreign delights, he was also ashamed. Despite not being able to see him, he knew he was not alone.
Legs being pulled further apart as he was angled more for the creature’s liking. Seto caught his breath only to tense. A far larger tentacle moving into view with visible veins pumping blood within. What was-
Oh god! His mind screaming as the sex of the creature forced itself inside. His inner walls being pushed to their limitations as it moved deeper inside. His body jerking to accommodate the beast as his hands clenched tightly. Fingernails tearing into his own palms as his toes curled with the burning pleasure as the veins acted like ribbing.
Body aching, shifting, and arching in need. Need to escape mixed with need for release. Seto bit his tongue to try and muffle the cries his shaking form wanted to let loose. Sweat beading over his flustered form as the tentacles worked their sickening magic on him. Mind growing numb as the sex pounded further into him and hit his prostate. The girthy item pulling far back not not out only to rush back in, repeating the process relentlessly, nearly sending the Japanese man into sensory overload. Eyes wide open despite their watering though all he could make out were the swarming mass of limbs overtaking him. His body tensing more as he finally came. Cock twitching with ejaculation only to gradually grow limp. Smaller tendrils still rubbing against it and keeping him aimed skyward as the abomination forced him into a more favorable position. It’s pulsating organ still ramming him with delight and picking up pace as the others fanned out and caressed the burning skin. Clear slime left behind cooling him gradually before forcing him more into a sitting position and wrapping strong muscles over his core. The beast forcing Seto down hard onto it once more and just squirming wildly inside the tight space, overriding him with heat and euphoria. His mind blank as he let loose and screamed in heat as the horror released it’s seed deep within it’s prey.
Mind unable to process what had happened even as the thing seemed to retreat with a grimy slurp. Fluids running off the mostly nude billionaire and out onto the unseen floor as things went white once more.
Coming to, Seto pulled himself upright to find his trench coat wrapped around him backwards. A sense of relief as he had hoped it all a dream. A distinct chill though making him curious and instead of pulling the fabric closer, he slowly slid it away to reveal the ripped remains of his outfit. Belt loosely around his middle with remnants of cloth. His skin wet as relief quickly retreated.
It had been real?! How?! Searching the room to find himself empty, the man moved back and started toward his side closet where he kept a spare outfit for the nights he wouldn’t leave his office due to work reasons. He shamefully pulled the jacket and remains off only to grab a nearby box of tissues to try and clean himself up. How- This game had gone on for too long and finally went too far! Now- now he would have to see out Yugi’s friend, Bakura and make sure he would never get another chance at bringing this… disgrace to him again.
Kind of want a Demon!Marik AU.
Has a part humanoid form but heavy on animal parts till he wants to blend in and takes human form. Wild hair and all.
Has a soft spot for kids (if you want to call it that) where instead of collecting their souls as payment for his services he accepts self mutilation instead, thus given them another opportunity to summon him later.
Akefia had dealings with him in the past, hence the face scar.
Rishid too maybe.
Ryou might make contact later.
I don’t know. Feel free to make suggestions or add.

I love it! Holy- Everything about this is just delicious…. And I am a sucker for Marik in a suit!
Also, Akefia looks blind in one eye… ❤