FUSION

ᵗᵒ ᵈᵉᶠᵉᵃᵗ ᵉᵛᶤˡˑˑˑ — ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴜsᴛ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴇᴠɪʟ.

[gxtchas-gone]

# 𝐆𝐗𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒 - independent, low-activity, extremely headcanon based and canon divergent portrayal 𝙹𝚄𝙳𝙰𝙸 𝚈𝚄𝙺𝙸 from 𝚈𝙶𝙾! 𝙶𝚇. other blog is : darkburning. dearly cherished by ailli ( she / her / 25+ / pst ).

PSA : although i have no problems exploring the earlier seasons of judai, my primary focus will likely be post season 4 judai and/ or the aftermath of his graduation. naturally this does imply that i will explore triggering topics like his depression, trauma, self-isolation, and frankly a more in-depth consequence to his connection to haou. judai is the reincarnation to the supreme king, and thus his powers relating to the gentle darkness will not be downplayed. needless to say i am also slowly rewatching the series, so my portrayal is everywhere at the moment. however, this blog is firmly on the judai=haou train and will be portrayed as such.

please note that while yubel plays an important part in his transformation and abilities, yubel's consciousness will remain dormant and inactive since i would rather just focus on judai sense of being instead of makeshifting an npc of another character lol.

credits : royalgfx - psd ; ariapsds - icon pages : verses ; crossoverse verses ; headcanon

RULES BELOW // UPDATED LAZY GUIDELINES HERE.

01. hello, hello, once again i will reiterate this is an extremely private and likely very slow activity blog. i work very strange and inconsistent hours, and thus availability has been rather scarce. discord is available to mutuals, where i eagerly await to plot / chat / geek out about our muse. also duplicate friendly.

02.  my memory is terrible and despite rewatching this series in the past ( and presently ) i will likely not remember much -- if anything, really. therefore i will firmly categorize this bloggo as headcanon based, and nothing like the fanon / canon depiction of my muse.

03.  shipping is not a priority in this blog, that is reserved for friends and partners who are interested in plotting something beyond the ship. i am not interested in vague shipping, auto shipping, shipping for the sake of shipping, or changing my portrayal to suit your own interpretation of my muse. presently, this blog is single ship with omorrow. i am still open to explore other dynamics : friendship, kinship, rivals, etc ---- but in terms of romance, judai is an idiot.

04.  i am someone who adores plotting okay. i love complex plots, plots that compliments canon, plots that derails from canon, i think plotting is great. my motivation for threads is honestly influenced by context, and if we have that i can definitely go ham. of course, i know not everyone carries my same preference, but i will do my best to accommodate.

05. please be aware : i have grown extremely tired with drama / gossips circulating around the rpc. i will follow / unfollow people at my own discretion and would prefer to stay away from any spectacle or public showcasing. frankly i am just here to write, have fun with mutuals, and preferably not pick sides. my current stance on call out is rather neutral, and i would prefer to make my own conclusion rather take on the pressure of public outcry. i take this level of judgement seriously.

06. keep in mind : i do not do character exclusives. i do not have the energy to commit to anyone's portrayal nor do i want to make anyone expect / wait from me in general. as mentioned above i am really busy, so i cannot and will not do an exclusive writing with any character. i do practice having mains, but even then i am just a very chill and lazy blog lmao. also the gx fandom is already very small and limited, i want to be as inclusive as possible.

07. i ask that you tagged your nsfw content, particularly anything involving nsfw imagery. due to the nature of my job, i have free access to tumblr and would prefer not to see any nsfw visuals if it can be tagged and avoided. i am very attentive when it comes to adding tags in my filter list, and if the untagged offence happens repeatedly then this will be one of the few reasons i will unfollow.

08. by default i prefer to keep his name as judai, rather than his english dub name. however, i will not correct others nor will i be offended if that is the name you prefer to use on him. i also grew up listening to the english dub, but in terms of preference : i do like the sub continuation overall.

[omorrow]

he needs his vitamin U :<

“ come here, then, ”  she opens her arms wide for him, and waits for his embrace. “ so i can pet your hair better.  you like that, right ? ”

[paper-wounds]

[gxtchas-gone]

judai face when the idea of a gorl liking him.

[tenderlypressed]

[mournfulroses]

Catherynne M. Valente, from her book titled "Deathless," originally published in March 2011

[reilink]

[omorrow]

𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝚄𝙶𝙶𝙻𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙺𝙸𝚂𝚂 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙴𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙿𝚄𝙱𝙻𝙸𝙲 ;  to equal amounts as she struggled to not use the dreadfully infamous, yet slowly unthorned word of love.  but this was what it was, the shared hours among the merry sounds and colors as domino's cityscape existed in boastful explosions.  here, only you and her became each other’s reality and every other element blended into an indulgent wonderland.  hand in hand, it was love.  corresponding footsteps, it was love.  the joy of partaking in each other’s physical dreams, more love.  as per usual, your wide eyed wonder and eagerness were dangerously charming as well as embarrassingly irresistible, and even worse so with suggestion of matching outfits.  “ you wanna wear yukata together ?  okay, let’s do it. ”  it only required one giggle to agree to the idea and make way to an eye-catching piece, a sleeve lifted to guide attention to it in midst other hues and patterns.  “ here, the red one.  just the right color for you, isn’t it ? ”

[gxtchas-gone]

hand over hand, clasp together. fingers tugging onto familiar reverie, where the outline of your palm and his collides into a quiet union. subtle. carefree. a universe expands and he bends so softly to the sweetness of your touch and deep orbit gaze. love as he knew it, was a love outspoken. it is loud, like fireworks. booming / crackling — heavily intense like the drumming of ears and pumping organ. love from you, was written in the subtleness of your lips curving and the details hidden within your voice. it was a tone, he is slowly discovering. a tone that can make the catastrophe in his life yield into a harmony he only saw in dreams. you are his dream, and as he cradle your hand, his eyes follows yours in a rare obedience desired by the cosmos. ❝ you bet ! you really do know me the best. ❞ he laughs proudly at your recommendation, words boasting praises and fondness as he accepted their shared preference without further thought.

turning around, he examines the rest of the parcels and fabrics. brows softly concentrating before beaming and temporarily breaking his grip on your pulse. ❝ this one, try out this one asuka ! ❞ judai urges rather energetically. despite not having the best taste in fashion, the only instincts he understood was resonating within the moment.... and in that moment, he desired to see you thriving in the palette he felt most suited for you. ❝ i know you look best in blue — but why not give this a try ? i think you will look really pretty with this type of pattern. ❞

[theoptia]

Friedrich Nietzsche, from Selected Letters of Friedrich Nietzsche

[omorrow]

“ 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚂𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝚈 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚂 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 ;  it was a good decision to book our room at the hotel for a second day.  we wouldn’t see everything in just one. ” // @gxtchas

[gxtchas-gone]

inspired by earthly kiosk, brown optics cannot hide its glistening excitement surrounding aureate sunlight. footsteps echoing towards a synchronized melody, softly imitating each other pace in a steadfast tandem. ears perk to the sound of your voice, your comment received and he grins a gentle smile. ❝ it's all thanks to you ! that means we can really enjoy everything to it's fullest, asuka. ❞ his voice booms casually while scanning through the crowd — unknowingly thorough, quietly precise : each glance singlehandedly taking note of priority and exhilaration. ❝ — oh ! ❞ curiosity unsheathed, eyes staring at particular stall showcasing finery and fabrics. ❝ that one, let's do that one. ❞ he insist through youthful buoyancy, ❝ we can dress up and really get into the spirit of the summer. ❞

[gxtchas-gone]

☆ 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 [ … ] 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ☆

bold what applies - italicize sometimes. repost, don’t reblog.

fights honorably / fights dirty

prefers close - quarters / prefers range

chats during / goes silent

low pain tolerance / high pain tolerance

attacks in bursts / attacks steadily

goes for the kill / aims to disarm / fights defensively / strikes first

is provoked easily / provokes their opponent / teases

gets visibly frustrated / shouts while attacking

uses strategy / focuses on the battle /

rushes in recklessly / tries to read their opponent before engaging

fights wildly / fights calmly / fights apathetically / fights with anger / fights with excitement

fights because they have to / fights because they want to

fights without regard to wounds / runs away when wounded / hides wounds / takes a blow to protect another

prefers a blade / prefers a gun / prefers hand to hand combat / prefers a bow / prefers a shield / prefers a personalized weapon / prefers magic or spells

their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional

transforms for battle / fights as they appear

relies on strength / doubts their strength / relies on speed

uses everything they have / proceeds with caution / hides their full potential

exhausts quickly / has high stamina

behaves arrogantly / brags after landing a hit / belittles their abilities

uses psychological tactics / uses brute strength

avoids civilians / strikes down civilians

damages surroundings / avoids damaging surroundings

signature fighting style / makes it up as they go

mastered skill - set / learning their skill - set

fancy footwork / sloppy footwork

messy fighter / elegant fighter

accepts defeat / refuses defeat / begs for mercy

compliments their opponent / insults their opponent

uses unnecessary movements / moves efficiently / barely moves

prefers to dodge / prefers to block

defends their blindside / has no blindside / leaves blindsides vulnerable

uses all available advantages / strictly uses one main method

plays around / holds back / fights ruthlessly / shows mercy

waits for an opponent to be ready / strikes when opponent isn’t ready

fears death / fears pain / fears killing

has ptsd / avoids fighting

has lost a fight / has won a fight

has killed / refuses to kill

wants to die standing / would succumb slowly

[signedthemoon]

— isa b. this survival hasn't been soft

[se-to-oh]

YGO! GX - EP28 - Our Extra-Curricular Lesson Is A Duel Of Darkness, Part 2

[yubels-deactivated20210922]

“I knew it. You pretend to be a trembling lamb, but deep down, you are the Supreme King.”

[mournfulroses]

Li Qingzhao, from a poem titled "Late Spring," featured in The Complete Poems of Li Qingzhao

[omorrow-a]

𝙰𝚂 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚂 , 𝙰 𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙽𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴𝚂 ;  unlovable when the grandeur waned.  and how brittle, truly, how easily it flaked off in cold flame.  say, which attributes of her did you beg to see standing next to you again ?  those she thought unsavory or those strangers loved her for ?  she moved her prying vision to where it bothered less, though she had mulled over her guesses as she unpacked your tender words and she doubted her senses.  did her ears play tricks on her, did her eyes deceive ?  how much sincerity could she possibly have projected onto a boy, who so miserably failed to display it, till it grew beyond imagination, beyond his gentle shade touching hers ?  there were things meant for revelation but were swallowed down like rocks.  things too ingrown to address them, and things too transformative to have wanted them to revert.  perhaps, she’d mourn it, to not say it and let it be, to keep it in the mouth in order to not lose it, to craft a charade around the ( returned ) longing.  “ didn't even suit me ?  oh, you’re right, those boots were awful, my bad.  guess this royal-blue is more my color. ”  it was when her own digits caught a loose blonde strand and swiftly pushed it behind her ear that she attempted to capture another side-ward glimpse of the profoundly warm hue fleeing from her.  only an hour ago, she could've sworn, it wanted to be seen so much so it bored into her with a plea echoing three times, sheen reflecting her breaking facade aching to answer what she left unanswered.  “ — —  i wish i could remember the details so my apology would be more thorough, but i'm sorry, for not being myself for this long. ” (  for so many days did i want to take your hand, but i'm infested with nothing but nettles, after all. )

[gxtchas-gone]

he looked at her like she was a secret he wasn't ready to confess. quietude slithers down his throat like knives masquerading tempered breathe. words manifest, linger, and is ardently reclaimed. he swallows it all, like darkness ebbing towards consumption. inevitable. absolute. desperation holds his throat course, reminding of him of the rawness of the emotions spilled from his lips. fire burning on icy sleet, and though silent he burned solemnly for you — he did, he does, he do. yearning echoes another name, the ache exist within his ribs and though uncharacteristically shy, he allows the jagged edges of his pride to soften at your homecoming. welcome back, cataclysm chest gnaws at his refusal — only watching, observing the familiarity of your blue and soulful gaze. now, you are warm / now, you are here. like an irreplaceable piece to his routine, stubbornly existing like a light beyond the shores. this darkness affix in his being only seeks to protect your dazzling radiance, regardless of the fairytale repulsion of contrasting dualities.

❝ well i'd wager that red matches your face much better. but sure, go with blue. ❞ he teases, because it was always easier to get a rise out of you than it was to acknowledge the truth. the gentleness of your presence, the sound of your voice — how could he not grown to appreciate the way your eyes lightened up when you successfully obtained the golden edible, or when your nose wrinkled silently when irked? aspects among aspects, the treacherous light nearly stole and here you were, unhypnotized and free. ❝ there isn't anything you need to apologize for. something that primordial is bound to leave some negative side effects — ❞ judai pauses, eyes now lingering closer to her person out of immediate concern ❝ but wait, are you feeling anything else ? ❞ // @omorrow

[omorrow-m]

“ 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙷𝙴—    no, you know what, you're right.  quite a lot of us do like lemonade.  thanks, juu.  you're the best boyfriend i could ever ask for. ”  calmly accepting the bottle, she decided against questioning the ( potentially misconstrued ) context, and settled for ( slightly teasing ) approval.

[gxtchas-gone]

hyperbolic and seemingly naive. chest comes pouring faster than sure-fired neurons pursuing on his head. enthusiasm burns as brightly as the seams of his jacket, pulsing invigoration on that prideful mouth of his. he is clueless to a fault, yet transparency illuminates the jubilation on his dark irises. look at him, looking at you — yes, there is nothing more pure than what can be seen here in this moment. he laughs in delight, no questions asked only the acceptance of your smile. yes, that is enough, this moment is enough. ❝ there's plenty more where that comes from ! just said the word and i will be your lemonade-guy ! ❞ anytime, anywhere — tomfoolery was his oath to you. // @omorrow