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Attention Duelists
After this long period of inactivity I’m finally returning, and bringing a new offer with me. This blog will now be accepting character duels, using either the mobile app Duel Links or the online website, Dueling Nexus. To challenge Kaiba, simply send a message along with which place you prefer to duel!
Seto Kaiba is the protagonist. type: silent good end: introduction to love interest's family bad end: everyone dies
If your character was an otome character.
Tagged by: @nefer-seshen Tagging: @jirinkongou @dungeondicediva @aeturnumnsyt @forgottentenant @mokie-mokie-mokuba @ anyone else who wants to do it
Attention Duelists
After this long period of inactivity I’m finally returning, and bringing a new offer with me. This blog will now be accepting character duels, using either the mobile app Duel Links or the online website, Dueling Nexus. To challenge Kaiba, simply send a message along with which place you prefer to duel!
aeturnumnyst
Atem was in the middle of a meeting with one of his scribes when he felt it. A ripple in the air, a pulse that he felt echoed in the marrow of his bones. He had never experienced anything like it, and yet he knew exactly what it was. He raised a hand to silence the scribe and looked around. Though there were several people currently in his throne room, not one of them seemed to have felt the same thing he did. The questioning looks they were giving him was due to curiosity born from his sudden command of silence, and nothing more.
“Guards.” His royal guard came within seconds of his call, and he gestured towards the open archway. “Someone is here. Go inform the guards at the gate to allow them to pass.” Even though Atem could see the question burning in their eyes, the men simply nodded and left, leaving the pharaoh alone with his council and the scribe.
“Mahad. Please escort this scribe out. We will finish our discussion later.”
Unlike his guards, Mahad did ask. “My Pharoah, who is here?”
Atem simply smiled. “An old friend.”
He could tell that Mahad was not satisfied with his answer, but his honour would allow him no more questions. He bowed, then turned to lead the scribe out of the room.
It did not take long for him to arrive. Atem could hear the boots clicking across the stone floors of his palace, a sound that no shoes produced here could make. And then there he was, his entrance as dramatic as ever. The throne room was silent, every eye turned to stare in shock at the unexpected guest. The guards had followed behind him, spears raised and ready to strike. Atem simply raised a hand, and although there was a moment of hesitation before they obeyed, they soon moved back to stand against the far wall, ready to act if their Pharoah commanded it.
Atem couldn’t help the small chuckle that slipped past his lips. Of course. Who else would even dare? He stood to greet the man, and that small chuckle turned into a full blown laugh when he saw that long familiar smirk, and the duel disk on his arm.
“I suppose telling you that you should not be here would be a wasted effort?” He sounds stern, but there is a smile on his lips that he cannot fight despite himself.
From the moment Seto arrived, he regretted wearing his jacket. Maybe not entirely - after all, built into it was anything he could ever need - but in the desert’s hot, arid climate, it was like the heat of a sauna multiplied by the digits of pi.
Keep yourself together, he lectured himself as he approached the building in which the pharaoh resided, followed closely by armed guards. You can take a little heat. Remember what you came for.
First he entered the building, then the throne room. The vastness of the walls echoed the click of his boots against the floor as he approached, making his entrance that much more dramatic, as if his outfit didn’t already. Once he was sure he was in the pharaoh’s line of sight, he stopped, readying his new duel disk and ignoring the departure of the guards that were at his back. A smirk played his lips - this was it, the whole reason he came here.
“You know more than anyone that nothing can tell me what I can’t or shouldn’t do. Prepare to duel and lose, Pharaoh.”
The laugh his entrance registered took him off guard, but Seto’s determined expression didn’t waver. Today, he would change the history the two of them had. Today, he would beat the Pharaoh once and for all.
[ cont. from x ]
dungeondicediva
“You do that.” Ryuji snarls. Of course Kaiba wants to go at it alone, he wants to do everything alone, even marching into an obvious trap. “And when you play right into their hands, who’s going to protect Mokuba?”
Kaiba Seto always worked alone. That was the way it’d always been, and it was probably the way it’d always be. He didn’t need friends, he didn’t need the support of people who probably wouldn’t even stick around. In the end, it would always be the same - just him and Mokuba.
Who’s going to protect Mokuba?
The clicking of shoes halted, and he experienced a moment of hesitation. This was obviously a trap, even Ryuji could tell. Seto was confident he could take on anything they had to throw at him, but what would happen to Mokuba if something happened? Furthermore.. why did Ryuji care what happened to him or Mokuba?
Back still turned to the dice master, he glanced over his shoulder. “Otogi. Wouldn’t you be putting yourself in danger too, if you came? If anything happens, it’s going to happen whether you come or not. Shouldn’t you be happier that you’re not going to be a possible victim to a trap?”
HOW ADORABLE ARE YOU?
Seto Kaiba is 500% adorable. So adorable it breaks the 4rth wall.
“I disagree with this on so many levels.”
“The algorithm is up to something.”
“If by ‘up to something’ you mean ‘inaccurate’, then I agree.”
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HOW ADORABLE ARE YOU?
Seto Kaiba is 500% adorable. So adorable it breaks the 4rth wall.
“I disagree with this on so many levels.”
“When do you sleep?”
“I don’t. Pass me my coffee, would you?”
[ closed | @hxroflash ]
Duel Academy.
It was the best school out there designed to teach and train duelists. Owned by none other than Seto Kaiba, the academy had a great record. The students that graduated were said to be among the best.
Black shoes clicked against the hallway floor as Seto made his way around the academy’s main building, heading to the main office. Small groups of students scattered here and there stared as he walked by, whispering waves of questions among themselves. While some recognized him, others learned from the questions being asked. The questions varied greatly, but they all had one main theme: what was Seto Kaiba doing at Duel Academy?
The answer was simple. Seto had come to test the best students of the academy. In other words, he came to duel.
I know my BROTHER like I know my own m i n d
You will never find
Anyone as trusting or as kind.
I LOVE my brother more than anything in this life.
I will chose his happiness OVER mine
EVERY TIME.
Put what we had ASIDE I’m standing at HIS side.
You could never be satisfied…
God I hope you’re satisfied.
anonymous impressions
☁︎ I was intimidated by your disposition/afraid to follow/send an ask to
♨︎ you seem really chill and I can’t wait to start writing with you!
♕ I’m impressed with your writing!
✘ I don’t like your writing
✁ we used to write together, but we don’t anymore.
♋︎ I feel like we’re really similar and would get along well.
♡ I have a tumblr crush on you
☯︎ you’ve helped me improve my writing
₪ I still haven’t had the courage to send you an ask/reach out to you
℥ I envy you for _____ reason
∞ I hope we write for a really long time!
∅ you annoy me
☛ I have something I need to tell you in IMs
❤︎ you are my favorite writer of your muse
❉ I’ve followed you for a long time
▼ I’ve heard bad things about you
▲ I’ve heard good things about you
❝ It gets easier. Every day it gets a little easier. But you gotta do it every day – that’s the hard part. But it does get easier. ❞ -Jirinkongou (I ain't dead yet!)
[ prompt | accepting | @jirinkongou ]
“I could if I wanted to, Yugi. I’m sure it’s not that difficult.”
His words and tone may have been confident, but was his heart? Seto was never good at letting people in. After all, he was never sure who he could trust, and the only person in his life he was really close to was his brother, Mokuba. That being said, it was no surprise to him that the whole idea of friendship was difficult to fathom.
Seto hadn’t really had any friends since he and Mokuba were still at the orphanage, and even then those kids were more like playmates than friends. Letting someone in, trusting them, and being able to go to them for support? All of that seemed near impossible to the CEO. He had a hard time believing that friendship would ever come easier to him.
“Honestly, if I had a dime for every time you or the other dorks gave me a friendship speech, I wouldn’t need my company to be rich.”
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I know I've been spotty for quite a while now, but there's a chance I'm going to be even more spotty coming up. College and work has me busy with very little time in between for eating and sleeping let alone time to reply to threads. Because of that my replies to threads are still going to be on the slow side, but I'll do my best to keep up and reply when possible. If you're a friend and want to keep in better contact, I do have a Discord that I'll be more active on (since it takes less data and is easier to talk on). Feel free to shoot me a message to let me know if you want me to add you, and thank you all for your patience. I hope all of you have a wonderful day!
❝ I don’t know how many years I got left on this Earth, so I’m gonna get real weird with it. ❞
[ prompt | accepting ]
Brow raising inquisitively, the CEO turned to look at the younger. He wasn’t sure how he was supposed to react to this- Should he be worried about what ‘real weird’ was referring to? Should he care?
“I don’t know whether to be more concerned that your main priority for life is ‘getting weird’, or that I’m the one you told this to.”
