Prompts: Crossovers & Fusion AUs, "Do I know you?"
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Moonlight glowed, a reflection on still water, a perfect circle, peaceful and serene, more beautiful than anything bound to the earth. Sometimes, Ryou wished he could be like the moon, nestled among the stars, protected by the night. For now, he would make do with the power flowing through his veins and honour her teachings. Push and pull. What was more simple than that?
It wasn’t simple, and water slipped through his grasp.
“You’re doing it wrong.”
Ryou squeaked, and liquid splashed, disturbing the moon’s visage. There shouldn’t be anyone else here, just him and his secret pond, his little forest hideaway.
A figure sat on a fallen log less than a metre away, an arm braced under his chin. His Earth Kingdom style clothing helped to put Ryou at ease, allowing for a more in-depth inspection. White curls tumbled from his head, his dark brown skin marked with scars, one of special prominence criss-crossing his right cheek.
His eyes were the purest of Fire Nation gold.
“You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” the stranger said, a smirk tugging at his lips.
Ryou swallowed, clasping his hands in front of him to hide their trembling. “Do… Do I know you?”
The stranger hopped to his feet, shifting his weight evenly between them. “I should hope so. You’ve been coming to my pond for months now.”
Indignation stirred in Ryou’s gut, his fear forgotten. “Your pond.”
“Yup.” He leaned forward, invading Ryou’s space. “I have squatter’s rights.” He stepped out onto the water and didn’t sink. Spirit flames, white as the purest lunar light, sprang up around him, dotting the surface of the pond. He turned to face Ryou, his hair catching the moon’s glow. “My bones are here.”
Ryou’s heart fluttered in his chest, excitement in place of terror. He reached out without thinking, and water moved, the smallest ripple. A name rose to meet his tongue, like a half-remembered dream. “Bakura.”
Bakura smiled, and the flames brightened, flickering like little heartbeats. Then, all at once, they went out, light turning to darkness as a swath of clouds covered the moon.
I didn't stop bugging @dopesharktree until they drew this for me xD
This is for @lollipopmixclo9, who has drawn amazing faon-art of Evan and Julian in the past. In this the trio finds Junkki being a Kwami gremlin somewhere and wanted to get to know him better xD
If you wanna continue this comic strip, feel free to do so, we wanna see the outcome ;)
Either way we're so grateful for your art to our chapters and we hope to see more of them it you want to! ^^
Throwback to james gifting lena a photo of her in bed like every unoriginal photographer (superficial & thoughtless)
vs kara truly understanding lena and desiring to capture the more intricate part of her personality (empowering) if she were a photographer
dont mind me im just screaming over these soulmates whose understanding about each other transcends dimensions and prevails on a whole different plane of existence
6b had it all, fighting Marvey, mood lighting Marvey, bantering Marvey, and my favourite, hand-holding Marvey. All great moments.
But one theme stood out to me above all, and that was how desperate Harvey is.
Harvey who flew all the way up to Harvard (say a 7 hour round trip including the meeting), just to ask Henry Gerard if he would speak as a character witness for Mike when he had his bar interview.
‘When’ he had his character and fitness interview because it hadn’t been confirmed he would get one yet, but Harvey was already out there trying to make it happen, trying to get Mike back beside him as a legit lawyer.
Harvey who looked so desperate, and pleaded with the Professor, all to help out Mike. *coughs* I mean the love of his life.
I have friends that would pick up the phone for me and make a call. Harvey could have done that, but no, Harvey flew up, grovelled and came home empty handed and he still wouldn’t consider it a waste of his time, because he would do anything, including let himself be disbarred, for Mike Ross.
If that isn’t a man head over heels in love, then I don’t know my ass from my elbow!
