#escapeshipping

[entamewitchlulu]

decided to hop onto the ygorarepairweek train and see what i can get done; i have a bajillion ideas for edits/writing/drawing so we’ll see what ends up getting done lol! I’ve always liked doing edits but they’re kinda hard for me, so it was fun to do this little one for the day 1 prompt, cooking together, out of a starlight re:live card

[oddeyesarcpendulumdragon]

so these were supposed to be for 5 Days of Yu-Gi-Oh Femslash, but I uh. Didn’t finish them because of artfight last month;;; so I just finished up my sketches based on the prompts and I’m pretty pleased with them! Thought it was worth posting some fun ygo f/f rarepairs anyway :)

[oddeyesarcpendulumdragon]

Femslash February 2022 Day 12: Plain

"You don't think my hairstyle is too plain, do you?"

"Not at all! Your hair is so soft and silky, and it looks really cute in these braids."

[valkylander]

A girl: *likes Alexis*

Alexis:

[valkylander]

I'm not gonna watch Arc-V, but I appreciate that they not only brought Alexis back but they also made her backstory a tragic lesbian romance.

Also Serena. I appreciate Serena.

[oddeyesarcpendulumdragon]

Femslash February Day 19: At Work

they're not going to be at work for much longer if you get what i mean -wiggles eyebrows-

[merryfortune]

Day 21 - Wings

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Arc V

Ship: Asuka/Osiris Red Girl

Warnings: Pre-Canon, Angst, Implied Bullying, Major Character Death (Carding)

Word Count: 709

 When she first saw her, she was certain that she had glimpsed an angel.

  She was garbed all in white and had hair of gold and eyes of honey brown. She was smooth as the finest silk and cool as a pastel, wintry morning. Though she bore no wings upon her back, yet they would not have been undoubtedly out of place on such a young woman. She was beautiful and she carried herself with an elegance the likes of which had never been witnessed before. At least not by a girl like this; scruffy and awkward, graceless and anxious.

  Her name was Tenjoin Asuka and she was the type of person who seemed to aloof, ethereal, and beautiful to ever stop and get the name of someone as insignificant and weak as her. She, who was at the bottom of the food chain, desperately trying to claw upwards and onwards on this island where nothing was as it seemed and dark storm clouds brewed just beyond a brilliant blue sky which seemed so erroneously carefree, and yet, that was exactly what had happened. She, the girl who was the face in the crowd, trying to stay out of trouble because being invisible was so much easier than being visible, and was drawn forth.

  Asuka asked her for her name and she found it cute upon being uttered with an insecure whimper. And then, Asuka introduced herself: she did not presume that her reputation preceded her – yet it had by far, from the moment she had arrived on the island, but it was so strangely assuring to be human and to be treated as human. Not to be worshipped either. She was just a girl, but it still made her so, so happy.

  It was almost like a fairy tale. Asuka had picked her out and picked her up. They had all but danced with each other as they got to know one another, and another duel fell into place. Her cards scattered in defeat whilst Asuka’s archetype, of machine angels and cyber princesses, reigned tall and victorious. Yet, there was no arrogance in this victory. Instead, from across the field, Asuka strode forth and took her hand. She shook it and praised her for a gallant duel.

  Asuka was the model student of Academia. She claimed victory after victory. She wore the blue and white of her dorm with pride. She was exactly the sort of student who was destined to fall like an angel. She possessed a bleeding heart; hence why she would go out and befriend even the lowest of the low in this place which was churning out soldiers after soldiers; not Duellists after Duellists.

  It was her fault. To Asuka, though she would never stake of verbalise such a cruel and ugly admission, she was no different to a devil. Cowardly and selfish. She had begged for Asuka to fall because she had already fallen. She was the reason Asuka was stripped of all her honours as such a glorious student at this inglorious Academia.

  They had gotten to the water’s edge and it was upon such a beach that they failed. She didn’t want to see her Asuka, beautiful and kind, to become another soldier who trod upon those who were undeserving of such a fate.

  And for her crime of trying to sully this girl, she was punished. She was throttled by the people whom she had come to this island on and she was turned into a card, right before her beloved’s eyes. Sneered at for leaping into action: the one time she had ever felt courage in her veins, and she was punished for it. She was destined to fall low, as a tiny and insignificant card in grander schemes unknown and trampled upon by true fiends…

  But it was worth it.

  It was worth it to protect Asuka and her white wings, her halo, even if it was for just a few seconds longer. With her arms flung out wide and with her teeth bared, she got to forsake that which made her: anxiety, selfishness, cowardice. All those hideous things and more and for a moment, just before that blinding light, she earned her wings. White and pure. Angelic.

[entamewitchlulu]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Hitomi regrets a lot of things -- being too weak to stop other Academia students from bullying her, too quiet to voice her thoughts, too shy to express herself. Perhaps things will change, however, when she meets, and tentatively befriends, the popular and strong Tenjoin Asuka.

Escapeshipping (Asuka/Osiris Red Girl) as another late rare pair entry for “Regret”