The Dark Magician

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[yearslateforyugiohshippings]

quick sketchy thing - just an idea I had watching some Yugioh with friends.

lazy me used some way to big and rough brush because I don’t use Paintstorm very often and didn’t want to struggle with brush settings…

[royalsuggestions]

Do not test my power, do not tempt my fury

[amarcia]

Anyway, Mahad’s armor is heavy.

> Art blog | Yugioh fanart tag

[sevenstarspellcaster]

unholybloodshed:

        A charm? Did he even need one? Kyouya started to think it over.  His life was already good without any charm. Plus how was he to be sure that the charm granted him good luck? It could grant him bad luck. Really this was a thing people really never took time to think over. 

       "I’ve heard that you’re not suppose to trust sorcerers… what is this some sort of test run for you or something?“ Not only that the little charm was also expensive. Now he needed to know if wasting even money on it was worth what this man said. 

╰☆╮ “Perhaps most sorcerers, but I am no normal sorcerer. I am the real deal.” And to prove this, he reaches into his sleeve and pulls out a room. Bam! Real magic. There’s a cocky smile on his face. “And it’s no test run. These are real. I’m just trying to make a living.” Alas, even with all the magic in the world, he still has to make enough money to pay his rent. Currently, he’s only making enough money to barely get by, but Dark Magician dreams he will one day be able to preform on stage. Then he’ll be set. 

[sevenstarspellcaster]

atemthelivinghorus:

Atem put his hands on the Dark Magician’s shoulders, looking at him in shock. Then his face lit up with joy and he clasped his hands. “My faithful Magician…. It is wonderful to see you.”

╰☆╮ Dark Magician straightened after he felt Atem’s hand on his shoulder, and his pharaoh’s words got him to smile. “Thank you.” It is so good to see his pharaoh again. Is it not his reason for existing to serve him? He might still be the Illusion Magician if he did not have such strong devotion for Atem. “Do you know how long you will be staying in the realm of the living?”

[sevenstarspellcaster]

sorcererandhisapprentice:

   She had wandered into the bookstore in search of a gift for he tri-color haired friend, wanting to help him research the artifact he wore around his neck like she did with hers. She had only expected to come across perhaps a mildly interesting and even more mildly helpful book, so she was startled when she heard someone call her name.

   Snapping her attention away from the shelf she was perusing, her gaze met with a vaguely familiar face. The brunette looked at him suspiciously, and as she reached up to instinctively hold the pendant around her neck as if to protect it, she could feel it beginning to singe her hand. Was it trying to tell her something? It’d only reacted like that when there was danger nearby. Could this man be someone after her…?

   “How do you my name?” She snapped, gripping the burning pendant tighter in her fingers. This man wouldn’t be the first to try and steal her precious artifact, and she had a feeling it wouldn’t be the last time she had to prepare herself for a fight to keep it from falling into the wrong hands.

╰☆╮ Her confusion is enough to remind him that he is not in ancient Egypt, and that this person probably, no, judging by her reaction, definitely not the same person he remembers. She may look like, He calms, but there is still concern in his face, and his gaze remains on the ring around her neck.

“It...” He can’t just tell her the truth, that she reminds him of his apprentice from thousands of years ago back when he was human. She would think he was crazy.  “It was a lucky guess. You remind me of someone I once knew.” 

He took a step closer to her, still looking at the the Millennium Ring. “And for the more important matter, do you know what that object is? It has horrible, evil power. It can destroy weak men by them just trying to wear it. Why do you have it?” It’s a bit fitting, he thinks, that someone who looks like his long ago apprentice would have it, but it doesn’t get rid of his concern. The Mana he knew was still learning. It would take great, powerful magic to keep the ring under control. 

[sevenstarspellcaster]

cyberstyled:

“What the-?!”

Ryo dropped the deck, and the cards went everywhere. His first instinct was to look for the duelist who’d summoned the magician but… Well, not only was no-one around, but he had the card in his hand, and it certainly wasn’t anywhere near his duel disk.

Of course… There was always the possibility that this was some sort of trap. He’d never heard of anyone - Academia or otherwise - summoning monsters without a disk, but he supposed you never did know. 

Perhaps if he kept the monster talking, he could get his own creature out before it blew him to smithereens.

“And I suppose you’re some sort of expert on that?”

╰☆╮ “I am. Do you now recognize what I am?”

The spirit of the card, as old as the game itself and as a normal monster, a member of all four dimensions. He knew the game well, and he’s been commanded by people from children just picking up the game to experienced veterans. 

He wants to use his scepter and bash the other duelist over the head with it, but that is not his place. He looks from his own card in the stranger’s hand to the rest of the deck, and his frowned deepens. 

“Dueling is supposed to be fun, and the bond between Master and card sacred. The game has become a tool of war though, and here you are, desecrating a deck.”

“It’s horrible.” And sad. So sad.

[mewssings]

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[suspendedingaffas]

it’s always sunny in philadelphia sentence starters!

❝ Could we not base our decisions on what does and doesn’t happen in episodes of Scooby-Doo? ❞ ❝ Look at me, psychological damage up to here! ❞ ❝ I have contained my rage for as long as possible, but I shall unleash my fury upon you like the crashing of a thousand waves! ❞ ❝ Am I gay for God? You betcha. ❞ ❝ Be gone, vile man! Be gone from me! ❞ ❝ Well first of all, through God all things are possible, so jot that down. ❞ ❝ Yeah, but we didn’t come here to play with  stray dogs and trash, man. ❞ ❝ Oh, get a job? Just get a job? Why don’t I strap on my job helmet and squeeze into a job cannon and fire off into job land where jobs grow on jobbies?! ❞ ❝ I’m eating because I’m very uncomfortable. ❞ ❝ I’m gonna have a really hard time if we’re both cannibals and racists. ❞ ❝ I dropped my monster condom that I use for my magnum dong. ❞ ❝ Everybody’s dying, bitch. Let’s get you some fruit. ❞ ❝ When I’m dead, just throw me in the trash. ❞ ❝ I will smack your face off of your face! ❞ ❝ Take care of yourself… or whatever people say. ❞ ❝ We all have cats we’d like to be playing with right now. ❞ ❝ I will eat your babies, bitch! ❞ ❝ I’m relaxing, I’m getting blackout drunk, and you’re leaving me alone. ❞ ❝ Later, boners! ❞ ❝ Do not call these shorts white trash! ❞ ❝ If some old boner gives me attitude, I’m gonna spit in his face. ❞ ❝ I eat stickers all the time, dude! ❞ ❝ I’ve got the stride of a gazelle. A beautiful, beautiful gazelle person. ❞ ❝ You know, you light one bitch on fire and everyone freaks out! ❞ ❝ Cats do not abide by the laws of nature, you don’t know shit about cats. ❞ ❝ If you don’t have car insurance, you better have dental, because I am going to smash your teeth into dust! ❞ ❝ I can go from flaccid to erect in a moment’s notice. ❞ ❝ I mean, trees? Everywhere trees?! What the hell is this place? ❞ ❝ I’ll tell you what’s not cool: crashing my car into a building, exploding a grenade inside of it, and then convincing your friends and family that you’re dead! ❞ ❝ Oh my God! She just ate an entire sleeve of Chips Ahoy! ❞ ❝ Hello fellow American, this you should vote me. I leave power. Good. Thank you, thank you. If you vote me, I’m hot. Taxes, they’ll be lower… son. The democratic vote is the right thing to do, so do. ❞ ❝ I stepped in front of a bus and it missed me. I can’t even get a bus to hit on me. ❞ ❝ I’m having feelings again, like some kind of fourteen year old kid or something. ❞ ❝ I don’t think these dogs have masters, I think they play by their own rules. ❞ ❝ I have a bleached asshole! ❞ ❝ With real power comes real responsibility and I don’t want to do any of that shit. I just want the money… and the illusion of power. ❞

[scytho]

[queenoftheundead]

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[yamii-marik]

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[sevenstarspellcaster]

snmpharaohatem:

Atem had just woken up himself and was lazily stretching on his bed when Mahado had knocked on his door. He glanced over to him and gave him a reassuring smile before standing up and walking over to him. 

“That is simple, Mahad. You´re still getting used to this kind of place, plus you´re really tall and maybe the bed is not big enough…” 

He reached over to his dear magician and gently rubbed his back in a soothing manner. “Well, how about we go pick a new bed for you this afternoon? It can even be a really expensive one, you know ever since I brought some treasure from the ancient treasure room, money hasn´t been a problem.” 

“So, like the idea?” 

╰☆╮ As always, his Master is kind and generous. He is truly someone worthy of his loyalty, and Dark Magician is thankful not for the first time that he is able to serve him.

“Right.” His words were true. One of his arms always hangs off the bed and half the time he wakes up with it numb. Instinctively, he tenses, not used to having physical contact with his Duelist. He quickly relaxes. The pharaoh's offer makes him smile.

“I appreciate your generosity, but I will not intrude upon you like that.” Sure Atem may have the money, but Dark Magician would feel guilty if he spent it on himself. What kind of servant would that make him? 

But, he is sleep deprived. He is tired, and his will is slightly weakened. So after a moment, he adds, “If you were willing to lend me the money to buy a bed,” not an expansive one but one he can at least sleep on, “I will pay you back as soon as I get the money.” It’s the only way he can entertain the idea of taking money from the other man. 

[guardiansuggestion]

I don’t care if I get hurt, I will protect you with all of my might no matter the cost.

[sevenstarspellcaster]

@atemthelivinghorus​

╰☆╮ In the time in-between when Atem left for the after life, and when he returned, Dark Magician had taken on a solid form and moved into a small apartment on the edge of Domino City. He treasures being able to help out Yugi when he duels, but for the most part, his life is quiet and he spends his days working on his magic.

Then Atem comes back, and Dark Magician’s heart skips a beat when he hears of this. Of course, Dark Magician goes to meet his Master as soon as he can.

“Pharaoh,” he gives a bow in greeting. “Welcome back to the land of the living.” He is overjoyed to see him again, though a part of him is sad to know he is not resting in the afterlife with his oldest friends. “Has it been treating you well?”

[sevenstarspellcaster]

@sorcererandhisapprentice

╰☆╮ He is in a book store when he runs across her, and when he sees her, memories come rushing back, and they make his chest ache.

This happens sometimes, when he sees things that he reminds me of when he was a priest named Mahado and not a Duel Monster playing human. For a moment, he forgets he’s the latter and is oh so happy to see his dear apprentice Mana again. He forgets that this is not Ancient Egypt and that it does not make sense for her to be here in Domino City. He doesn’t know she is a reincarnation, and just as his mind is about to ponder how she is here, he sees the ring around her neck and his brain focuses on nothing but that. 

Evil evil evil evil evil. The words race in his head. He can remember the feeling of the gold around his neck and how he had to use his magic to keep the evil at bay. He approaches her, not even thinking that she might be surprised by him or that this might not really be the Mana he remembers.

“Mana, What are you doing with the Millennium Ring?”