#fantasyshipping

[wisyhana]

Big post for Nur and Fantasyshipping & Acceptanceshipping (OC x canon) Commissions!

I love Nur a lot, she's gorgeous and finally drawing her with Malik was so cathartic.

[cyberdragoninfinity]

Yugioh Rare Pair Week Day 3 - Domestic Life

still working on Day 2.... for now, repping my turboniche syrusmana and the classic domestic dilemma of Figuring Out What's For Dinner!

@ygorarepairweek

[yugioh-rare-pair-poll]

Round 1: Poll 8

Which rare pair is more underrated?

Unawareshipping

Fantasyshipping

Voting ended onJan 21, 2025

Propaganda under the cut

Pairing 1: Unawareshipping (Astral/Ryoga Kamishiro | Reginald "Shark" Kastle)

Propaganda: It's my OTP. I love them together so much. | They both care about Yuma, they just have different ways of showing/expressing it. Shark was the first opponent Astral (and Yuma) went up against on Earth, and he's the last one they dueled together. Shark can see and talk to Astral, so cute!

Pairing 2: Fantasyshipping (Astral/Fuya Okudaira | Nelson Andrews)

Propaganda: When i first watched zexal in 2017-ish, these two's relationship made me insane because they are mirrors of each other in certain ways, only existing in the minds of certain people (Astral can't be seen by the majority of the cast for quite some time, Fuya is invisible outside of his character) and I love it.

Now, let’s keep things civil. This is a silly poll where we can share why we love our overlooked ships. There’s no need to be nasty to prove your point. Bashers will be fed to Don Thousand.

[the-evil-authoress]

GX Rare Pair Week Day 1: Royalty, Childhood, Lock and key

“I have all my fics planned!” *has a crisis and proceeds to write almost nothing*

So here I am, late once again. May or may not write all the things I intended but I HAVE AN AGENDA TO FILL DAMNIT.

Managed to blend all three of em into one fic. Origin story I guess?

He doesn't remember how old he was, he doesn't remember where he was, but he remembers looking at the screen. A duel was airing - likely between Yugi and someone else but he's forgotten that too - and back then a lot of the common monster designs scared the daylights out of him; but then she took the field in a shower of sparkles and bright colors and Syrus was immediately mesmerized. She looked so real, so lifelike; she winked at the screen and his insides did funny things he didn't have words for.

"I wanna marry her!" he blurt, having little understanding of the concept other than it was something moms and dads do.

"What?"

Zane had been there too, so this must have been before their relationship all went downhill. Syrus turned to him and said with all the conviction his child self could muster, "I'm gonna marry her! When I'm older." Because it was only something adults did. "I'm gonna marry her!"

"That's…" Zane frowned at the screen. "That's a duel monster."

"So I can't?"

Looking back, Zane must have put conscious effort into his reply. "I…don't know if it's impossible…"

The noncommittal answer had been enough to convince Syrus that he would in fact marry the pretty duel monster lady when he was old enough. He spent weeks telling everyone with an ear. Hella embarrassing.

But Syrus was head over heels and on a mission back then; he wanted to know everything about the Dark Magician Girl.

*

As a child in the royal palace, Mana idolized Prince Atem. They were close, best of friends and it seemed inevitable to her that she would be one of his wives someday, perhaps even his favorite. The smiles he gave her always filled her with warmth.

She was still a child, just shy of adulthood for the times, when a vengeful thief shook the foundation of their lives and kickstarted a war. She was still a child when her best friend came to her bleeding out his life and asking a favor that would only ensure his death. She was a child who helped cast a spell to save a country, using Atem's soul as the lock and his name as the key. She was a child who held her best friend in her arms as he took his last breath, and she had to keep the scream trapped tight behind her teeth. She couldn't speak his name, and no one else would, not ever again, because she was the only one who remembered it. That had been her part to play.

She was an adult when she chose to bury that most precious of secrets with her.

"Are you sure about this?" Set asked as they stood before the blank stone tablet.

Mana clutched her staff hard enough to hurt. "Yes. No magic lasts forever. Someone has to be here to guide him if and when he ever returns. I cast the spell-" Her voice shook, she took a breath and forged onward. "-I'm the only one who remembers. It has to be me."

He looks confused of course, because no one else even realizes they can't remember the former Pharaoh's name. They all refer to him by title as if he'd never had a name at all, and do not question the blank cartouche with the name chiseled out. It's better this way; no one to ask questions, to goad into giving up the secret, they key she guards, but oh does it hurt.

"If you're sure," Set confirms again, and Mana nods resolutely.

Although the power of the items has faded, some magic still remains. Set raises the Rod and Mana gives herself up to the process, cold stone sealing itself around her body and binding her soul. Here she will wait until her Pharaoh needs her again.

*

3000 years later, the Dark Magician Girl is awakened by the magic of a single card and the shadows that dwell in the pendant hanging from a young man's neck. The lock has been cracked and the battle has begun anew.

They win for good this time. Atem passes on and Mana remains sealed in stone.

It was her choice.

When she meets the boy with bright eyes - warm and living and so very unreachable - is the first time she regrets that choice.

[higuchimon]

[fanfic] Fantasy of Magic

I am not going to do this.  Shou stared at the twelve levels of school above him.  He hardly believed that he'd made it in here in the first place. The entrance exam for the Enchanted Academy was one of the hardest in the world.  Finding out he'd actually earned a place made him wonder if someone had set a deception curse on him - it certainly wouldn't be the first time. 

But his parents proudly bought him everything that he needed, and now he stood out here, slowly ascending the stairs, certain that any moment now, one of those teachers would declare that he clearly had no talent at all and with a flick of a hand would toss him from these hallowed halls.  So far no one seemed to be inclined to do that.  Other new students surged past him, chattering among themselves, and none of them appeared to notice Shou even existed at all.

A figure ahead of him caught his eye - tall and forbidding, with an aura of being utterly flawless.  Or maybe that was just because he knew who this was.  His elder brother strode along on some incalculable errand, not even granting Shou a minor glance.  Shou followed him with his eyes for a few moments, holding back a deep sigh. 

I bet he doesn't even know that I'm here.  Ryou would probably one day be the Grand Arch-mage, the greatest of all those who used magic.  Shou thought he'd be lucky if he made it as a low level sorcerer, at best.  Though he wouldn’t mind being a researcher or a librarian. His great-grandfather had been a very well-known magical researcher and someone had to keep track of where the library books were.

Shou forged his way up the stairs, ignoring how other students flew by under their own power or floated by on the family magical carpets or whatever other devices they'd brought with them.  He wasn't the only one who was walking - though he did stop and stare for a few moments at one student who flew by perched on a massive dragon, laughing at the top of his lungs.

Most of the first day he never remembered all the details of.  There wasn't much to remember anyway.  He was assigned a room - it turned out his roommate was the guy with a dragon, and the dragon could turn into a person and that was a lot more interesting than he'd ever thought it would be - and the list of his classes would appear in the morning, or so he was told.  He took the time to stack all of his books and scrolls and get his pens sorted out, before his new roommate grabbed his arm.

"You're Shou, right?"  The dragon-rider asked, bright brown eyes sparkling at him.  "Come on, let's explore this place!  I'm Juudai!"  He waved a hand at the dragon-person, who even as a person looked a lot like a mixture of dragon and demon, with broadly spreading wings and a stern look in all three of their eyes.  "That's Yubel."

Shou blinked as the dots connected in his mind.  "Prince Juudai?"  He'd heard a lot of stories about the prince and his companion dragon.  When Juudai nodded, already tugging him towards the door again, Shou tried to bow his head.  "Your Highness!"

But Juudai just shook his head.  "You can call me Juudai.  Come on!  Don't you want to get to know this place?  We're going to be here for years!  We don't want to get lost."

Shou guessed that was true.  The idea of turning down the prince's request fluttered through his mind, but not very strongly, as he followed the other out into the corridor.  Yubel followed as well, and Shou couldn't shake the feeling that the dragon didn't approve of him.  But he kept his mouth shut and let Prince Juudai lead the way.

For all that this was an unofficial tour so they could get to know the area, Shou remembered very little of it.  Part of him was still exhausted from the long trip to get here in the first place.  The Enchanted Academy had been situated on an island in the middle of he ocean.  Getting here required either the ability to fly, be it by magic or magic devices, or teleport, or a vessel of some kind.  He'd hired a spot on a simple boat and taken the long way.  From how Juudai babbled, he'd flown with Yubel that morning, while his luggage was transported over via magic.

Shou didn't bother talking about himself.  He knew himself pretty well, and he doubted that someone like Prince Juudai would be even remotely interested in what his life was like or what he wanted it to be like.  Besides, even if he managed to make it as a researcher or librarian, what would the prince want to do with him?  Juudai, he quickly gathered, would make friends with moss on the walls, let alone someone like him.  So he wasn't special in any way.  Juudai would have done this to whoever ended up being his roommate. 

One part of their wanderings did end up sticking out in his mind, though.  Shou couldn't have said where they were.  All the corridors and rooms and everything else blended together as they wandered around.  But he turned a corner, trying to find Juudai, who'd wandered a little ahead of him.  He didn't want to be lost in the Academy in general - rumors had it people who got lost here were eaten by shadows or never seen again or sometimes eaten by their own lunch - but being lost on the first day, before classes even began, seemed a bit bad even for him.

A door he'd barely noticed opened up and someone darted out, a merry trill of laughter following them.  Shou tried to stop but they crashed into him a breath later, sending him stumbling back.  He squawked in surprise, grabbing onto the nearest wall, and struggled to keep to his feet.  The other person was a little taller than he was, with a long waterfall of brilliant gold hair,  Then he spied equally brilliant blue eyes, and the sparkle in them sent chills all through him, of a kind he'd never experienced before.  

"Sorry about that!"  The stranger chirped, straightening herself out.  "See you around!"  She waved briefly before darting down the hallway and vanishing from sight. Shou wasn't sure if she really turned invisible, teleported, or just turned down the hallway so he couldn't see her.  He stared after her, swallowing briefly, trying to put his thoughts together and not having anywhere near as much luck as he would have liked.

What he could remember of her face said she was pretty.  He'd seen pretty girls before and he'd always rather liked them.  But the sensation he gained of her magic - that floored him.  He had no idea of how someone could be that powerful. 

She's not going to notice you either.  Magicians like that don't notice librarians.  Shou kept himself very aware that he was next to nothing and always would be.  But maybe he'd at least get to know her name one day.  That would be good enough. 

As the days ticked by, it really didn't seem that likely that he'd run into her again.  Sometimes he spied a flash of golden hair from a distance, or hear an echo of laughter that he thought was hers, but he didn't really see her.  He didn't know what he would have said or done if he had.

Besides, he had a lot going on that gave him far more to think about than a powerful sorceress or arch-mage or whatever it was that she would probably end up being.  Every new student had to take basic magic lessons, and those absorbed a lot of his time and energy.  Most of the other first year students seemed to waft through all of it with the greatest of ease.  Even Juudai could flick out answers to Professor Chronos' questions - though Shou also got the impression that the professor didn't like the prince very much. 

Regardless, Shou spent as much of his free time as he could studying, impressing all the variations of magic into his head.  That was how it worked.  The first year one spent at the Academy was devoted to general information and skills, abilities that even non-mages could do.  Not everyone learned those things here, but more people knew them than didn't.  Those often involved changing the color of one's hair or eyes or feathers or clothes or healing minor ailments or anything small and useful.

Shou practiced those whenever he got the chance, when he wasn't studying what came out of the books.  He wasn't very good at them, but he studied regardless.  There wasn't a chance he'd make it as a librarian or an archivist if he couldn't manage these little things.

One more time.  Shou stared down at his fingernails and focused as hard as he could, gathering up the magical energy from all around him.  He'd been trying for two hours to get them to turn green, but so far he'd barely been able to manage a light tint.  They were going to be tested on it tomorrow and if he couldn't manage it... well, he'd do it.

Slowly he unleashed the magic, repeating the chant under his breath the required amount of times, feeling the magic taking hold.  He was doing it!  He was really doing it!  He was going to be a real magic user!  Maybe even better than his brother!  He'd be the Arch-mage!  The greatest of mages that ever walked the world!

The magic slipped away - not as fast as it usually did, but eluding his grasp so swiftly that he couldn't stop it when his nails began to shift.  Only they weren't becoming the deep shade of green he'd wanted.  They weren't even green at all.  His nails lengthened and thickened, twisting around one another, and no matter how hard he tried to haul the magic back to reverse it, nothing happened.

Shou stared again, but more in absolute despair than frustration now.  He tried to move his fingers, but they would scarcely twitch now.  They were thick and knotted, more like branches tied together than anything else, and he waved them uselessly. 

"Oh no,"  he groaned, sinking back against the wall behind him.  He'd been here in the garden for what seemed like hours now.  Studying here in the warm sunlight seemed like such a good idea at the time.  Now he wondered what would happen if he stuck his finger-twigs in the dirt, turned into a shrub, and got it over with.

I'd probably mess up being a shrub.  He tugged again at his fingers.  It wasn't getting any better.  If anything, he could spy little bits of moss starting to grow on what had been his fingers.  At least it was green moss?  How had he messed it up this badly? Ryou would never have done this. 

"Are you all right?" 

Shou jerked his head up at the words, ready to insist that he didn't need any help, really.  He could go to one of the teachers or aides and get this fixed if he couldn't manage it.  Or Juudai could figure it out.  He was really, really good at magic.  But he didn't need anyone else's help, really.

But when he met those sparkling blue eyes, and got his first really good look at her face, every single word died on his lips.  He swallowed and shivered.  Being so close to her - and where had she even come from so silently? - made him forget what it was like to even be able to talk for a few moments.  He swallowed again and forced words out.

"Yes?"  He could manage that much at least.  Whether anything else would come remained to be seen.

She leaned over, head tilted to one side.  "You were trying the cantrip for color changing?"

"Yeah,"  Shou admitted, his cheeks tinting a bit red with embarrassment instead of magic.  "I don't know what I did wrong."

"It's not that bad,"  she decided, bending over his twiggy fingers, her hair brushing against him.  "I can fix this.  Do you mind?"

Shou blinked a couple of times before what she'd said penetrated his mind.  "Um - please?"  What else could he really have said?  He didn't want to have those twigs any longer than he had to!

She bent over and whispered something that he couldn't quite hear.  It was probably a reversal spell of some kind.  Those were higher level magics - normally if cantrips went wrong they weren't on this level.  Magical energy swept over him, focused on his fingers, and slowly they began to return to normal, the stiffness fading away, followed by him being able to pull them apart, the moss creeping back, then vanishing altogether, until he breathed a heartfelt sigh of relief.

"Thank you, ma'am,"  Shou groaned in relief.  "Thank you so much."  He fidgeted, darting his eyes towards her.  "Um, my name's Shou.  Marufuji Shou."  It would be rude not to at least introduce himself after she'd helped him.  "It's a pleasure to meet you"

"My name's Autumn."  She grinned at him, and he would have sworn the air itself sparkled at the expression.  "I bumped into you back on the first day, didn't I?"

Shou turned even brighter red, staring downwards.  She remembered?  She'd probably laughed about that with her friends.  "Yeah,"  he admitted. "Sorry about that."

"It was my fault."  Autumn patted him on the shoulder.  "Hey, do you want a few extra lessons?  Just to help get those cantrips right?  I always have trouble with them myself."  She laughed, that ripple of music and magic that thrilled him inside and out.  "First time I tried, I turned my hair striped!"

Shou couldn't help but laugh himself.  "I wish I'd seen that."  He yelped a breath later, shaking his head.  He never wanted anyone to see his mistakes.  Why would she be any different?

But Autumn only grinned, and ran hr fingers through her hair.  In the wake of her touch, the golden hair transformed, leaving her with streaks of red, blue, pink, green, and black.  Then she shook it swiftly and the vibrant strands shone like sunlight once again.  "I kind of like it like that, but my master insists that I look normal while I'm at school."  She wrinkled her nose.  "Anyway, if you want some help, I can at least do that."

Shou tried to wrap his head around the idea that he was being offered help, by her!  Juudai had offered to tutor him, but Shou had never learned a lot from when Juudai tried to do it.  Mostly because Yubel hovered over their shoulders, and Yubel made him extremely nervous.  He'd never seen them eat anything that wasn't on a proper plate but everyone knew the stories about dragons and demons and he'd rather not gt his body or his soul eaten.

"Okay?"  He shook his head again, this time to force more words out of it.  He could at least make a decent impression on her, better than that first meeting!  "I'd like that."  There, he could talk!  Sensibly, even!

Autumn grinned at him.  "All right.  Then let me show you how that cantrip is supposed to work.  Here."  She settled next to him on the bench, taking his fingers in her own, and recited the brief spell.  He could feel the way that her magic worked, even as his fingernails turned just the shade of green that he'd been aiming for, and then turned back to their usual tint.  "There.  You want to try it?"

Shou set his jaw, gathered up the energy one more time, and focused all of his attention on getting it to work right.  He wasn't sure if it was because he had someone there showing him just how to do it correctly or because he wanted to impress her still or what, but this time, his nails changed, and he knew it was because of what he'd done.

"Congratulations!"  Autumn's grin glowed as brightly as her hair did.  "Hey, if you need any more help, then let me know."  She waved one hand towards the area of the Academy where long-term students - longer than the usual years of the Academy - lived, usually with their teachers.  She had said she had a master, after all.  That meant she had a lot of raw magical talent.  "I live over there.  Just send a message any time and it should get there.  I'm the only Autumn here, as far as I know."

Shou knew the area.  His brother lived there too, studying hard under Master Samejima.  He didn't think he'd ever be that blessed, though.  "I could always use some help,"  he admitted.  "I'm not that good at magic."

Autumn gave him a thoughtful look, one laced with a flicker of magical sight.  Then she shook her head.  "I think you could be.  You just need to believe in yourself more."  She patted him on the hand.  "We can talk about it over lunch if you want?"

Only then did he hear the bell ringing - it was indeed time for the noon meal.  Shou's stomach rumbled, matched by Autumn's a breath later.  Meals here at the Academy were always impressive; they needed to be.  Using magic took a lot of energy that could only be replaced by food.  Then what else she said clicked in.

"Over lunch?  With you?"

That brilliant smile lit up the whole garden.  "Yup. Come on."  She held a hand out to him, and Shou accepted the gesture, rising up.  The rest of the year didn't seem as difficult as it had before now.  Not with Autumn as his friend.

The End

Notes: I’m tempted to write Yubel x Juudai x Johan in this AU later in the week. I’ll see what the ideas want!

[yagumokyoji]

9.8.16

yuuma/fuuya/astral. there’s not enough content of them

He's just finished signing autographs, a little flourish on the end of each one, greeting each comer as sincerely and openly as he can with the tiredness of a long day of public appearance tugging at him, when he hears his name being called in a way that cuts through the noise around him.

"Robin!"  Tsukumo Yuuma is pushing his way through the dispersing remains of the crowd, all bright voice and loud colors.  "It's been a while!"

"Would you like an autograph?" is Fuuya's first reaction, followed by "Sorry!" - as Yuuma's expression starts to turn towards bewilderment.  "I've been signing autographs for the past ten minutes.  It's automatic.  Were you there for the show?"

"The exhibition duel?  Yeah, it was great!"  Yuuma bounces a little on his heels.  "You're really cool, Robin!"

Sparrow wings fluttering in Fuuya's chest.  Yuuma tends to have this effect.  "Ah, thank you."

Yuuma eyes the rapidly emptying square around them.  "Listen, Fuuya...”

Sparrow heart skips a beat at the sound of his given name.  "Yes?"

"I have this friend, Astral.  He can't be here in person, but he's a huge fan of yours and wanted me to tell you that."

No matter how many times Fuuya hears something along those lines, the warmth that fills his heart is always the same.  "Ah, I'm glad!"

"Yeah, he thinks your duels are really cool, that they have this kind of, I don't know, he's too poetic for me a lot of the time, but that they're pretty -"  He cuts himself off.  His gaze flicks to the right corner of his eye.  "Elegant, yeah, that was it.  And a bunch of other stuff, I don't remember, but anyway he really likes you!"  Yuuma takes Fuuya's hands, and Fuuya's chest that is already warm from the compliments starts to bubble like water in a pot.  "And all that stuff he said, I think so too!"

"R-Really," murmurs Fuuya, face warm, staring down at Yuuma's hands.  They are squareish and firm and certain around his own shy slender fingers.  "I - I'm glad."

"And Astral, this friend, he gave me something," says Yuuma, and Fuuya looks up to see him leaning in, flushed with a secret anticipation, "and told me to give it to you."

"That's really nice of him," says Fuuya, too flustered by Yuuma's closeness, his typical exuberant personal space invasion, the shining in his eyes.  "What is it -"

"First," says Yuuma, and gently pries the mask off Fuuya's face, and lets his hair fall down over his forehead.  "Did you know your hair looks so soft like that..."

and somewhere in all this Fuuya realizes what the present is, and thank god he has time to relax into the feeling of Yuuma's lips pressing gently against his, eyes drift shut, sparrow wings beating hard in his chest.  Yuuma's lips are warm like the rest of him and Fuuya is forgetting to breathe.

He remembers only when Yuuma pulls away, the smile on his face bright and a little uncertain.  "That was the present," he says.

Fuuya giggles because he doesn't know what to do, and because the warmth in his chest is bubbling over too much to be contained.  "That was," he says, "a very good present -"

Yuuma lets out a breath.  "Good!"

"- do you think he'll ever be able to come over so I can pay him back personally?"  He feels almost too daring saying that.  ESPer Robin, he tells himself, ESPer Robin is brave and bold enough for those kinds of things, with Tsukumo Yuuma shining in his face and Yuuma's friend - friend? - a ghost on his lips.  Even without the mask, with his hair soft in his face, he is still Robin.

"No, sorry," says Yuuma.  He's still holding Fuuya's hands, and he swings them from side to side a little.  "It's hard to explain.  But -"

"In that case - " says Fuuya, who is ESPer Robin who is brave enough for this, and leans in and kisses Yuuma, gentle and sweet, and savors the tiny noise of pleased surprise against his mouth.  "You can give him that, from me, okay?"

The slow smile that spreads across Yuuma's face at that tells him he's gotten the right idea.  "I will!" he says.  "I'll be sure to," his hand comes up and touches his mouth, "tell him it's from you, and -"

"You don't have to if you don't want to," says Fuuya, almost coyly, just to see the way Yuuma's face is like a light brightening under a blanket, secret soft at the understanding.  He adds, "But I would appreciate it."

"Thanks!" says Yuuma, almost stuttering, too-bright and flustered.  "Thanks, I -" There's a beeping from his pocket.

"Ah!" he says, and pulls out his D-Gazer, and checks the screen with fumbling fingers.  "I have to go now -"

"Bye," says Fuuya, a tentative hand raised waving goodbye, and Yuuma who is already halfway across the square turns around and shouts, "Later!  Hang on -"  He skids to a stop, draws one arm back, and ESPer Robin's mask comes pinwheeling through the air towards Fuuya like a shuriken.  Fuuya catches it and waves as Yuuma disappears.

It's not until he's back in his dressing room that he allows himself to put his face in his hands and emit the continuous high-pitched noise into them that's been building up in his chest.  He slides down the wall and ends up sitting on his cape.  He's kissed Tsukumo Yuuma.  And Yuuma likes him and Yuuma's friend-loved-one who sounds so nice and eloquent likes him and...

He's still sitting like that half an hour later when his mother arrives to tell him in severe tones that she just had to duel three different paparazzi to convince them not to release their photos to the public.  She tells him he'd better be thankful when the tabloid headlines tomorrow morning display a clear lack of "ROBIN IN LOVE" material.  Or "BUDDING ROMANCE" or what have you.  Fuuya thinks, face warm, hand straying to his own mouth, that he rather likes the sound of that.

[wisyhana]

After a month and a few days I'M FINALLY BACK!

It is time to catch up with the latest commissions and what a way to start than with Fantasyshipping/Acceptanceshipping Commission!

I love Nur so much, she's so damn intense and gorgeous. @lia404 knows I live for her and her relationship with Malik 😩💖

Also please look at this dumb face buahaha

[the-evil-authoress]

GX Month Day 13: “Polymerization”

We can’t have GX without a few fusion summons. Show off your favorite fusion monsters today, or a fusion you wish you’d seen in the show. Heck, show us what a fusion of your favorite characters would like!

‘Fusion of favorite characters’ I said. WELL WHAT BETTER ‘FUSION’ THAN KIDS? 8D my brain decided to hyperfocus again

Sanna Jade Anderson

16

daughter of Jesse Anderson and Chinatsu Muto

attends Neo Domino's Duel Academy (same grade as Aki)

can see duel spirits

The definition of chaotic good and morally gray.

She inherited her mother's fiery spirit and her father's level head, and is tenacious in the pursuit of her goals. And just like her father, she is not afraid to fuck you up if you fuck with her family.

"It's only illegal if I get caught, right?"

Alexis and Jaden are 'aunt' and 'uncle' to her, and you know Jaden would spoil the snot out of his best friends' kid. She grows up well loved, looked after, protected, and rarely lonely.

She's the "leader" of the friend group most days but only as responsible as it takes to make sure no one dies.

She's the one who will randomly pull a random knife out and no one will be surprised that she had one.

Takehiko Yuki

11

son of Jaden and Alexis

attends Neo Domino's Duel Academy (same grade as Leo and Luna)

can see duel spirits

Hyperactive and excitable, Takehiko inherited his father's penchant for finding trouble, much to his mother's dismay.

Blood related or not, Sanna is his older sister whom he enjoys hanging out with and occasionally tormenting.

Sanna loves him, she does, but also wouldn't mind suffocating him with a pillow. "No killing Take." "He's not dead yet!" "No, almost killing Take." "Fiiiine."

Jaden's work sometimes keeps him away from home for weeks a time, and Takehiko will eagerly glue himself to his father's side upon return, demanding to hear about the other dimensions. He longs to go see them himself and definitely wants to follow in his father's footsteps.

He's not the instigator, usually, but he will eagerly follow along with any mayhem his friends cook up and gladly fan the flames of anarchy.

Nareshi and Chieko Marufuji

Nareshi

14

son of Syrus and Mana (Dark Magician Girl)

attends Neo Domino's Duel Academy

an anxious boy like his father

exists in a constant state of limbo between "too used to this to care" and his next anxiety attack because of the chaos that is his friend group

Cinnabon incapable of swearing

He's the quiet introvert that would really rather curl up with a book but has been unceremoniously dragged along on the misadventure.

Would go to war for sister but also wishes she'd calm the frick down for once.

Has been friends with Sanna for as long as he can remember.

Has been made fun of for his unusual name.

Sanna constantly tries to teach him how to fight, so he can throw a punch but he will immediately recoil and apologize profusely.

Mana tried to teach him magic but he lacks an affinity for it.

Somehow got roped into attending Anderson-sensei's extra class despite being the most normal person he knows.

Chieko

12

daughter of Syrus and Mana

attends Neo Domino's Duel Academy

energetic spitfire like her mother and chaos incarnate

very talkative

prankster

the idea supplier of her friend group and the primary cause of all the elder teens' headaches.

Inherited he mother's magical talent and is not afraid to use abuse it. Can, will and has chased off bullies.

She and Takehiko are besties; Takehiko will follow her pretty much anywhere. They are the chaos kids.

hangs out with Takehiko and his friends at school most of the time even tho she's in the grade above

potentially has a crush on Leo idk yet

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OKAY SO THESE TWO ARE CANON CHARACTERS BUT WE GET LITTLE TO NO INFORMATION THEREFORE I CLAIM

Sly and "Grady" Manjoume

Sly

the product of a drunken one night stand between Chazz and a coworker. She didn't want a kid, so Chazz took custody and he and Aster raised the boy.

antisocial but Takehiko drags him into the friend group because "our dads our friends so we should be too!"

Grady

18

actually Slade's son, but the man is jerk with little love for his family. As a teen Grady noped out and showed up on Chazz's doorstep like "sign these custody papers please".

the ACTUAL responsible one of the friend group but he doesn't attend Duel Academy and isn't around to prevent most of the bullshit from happening. Got a job and all that.

Sanna and Nareshi are really careful to mind his triggers and keep the younger kids in check.

will often zone out around his friends. He wants to be there but is not always able to engage and just enjoys their presence.

might give him a different name because I ain't using Dick.