#janusshipping

[number-1-kuaidul-fanboy]

(he’s winking at Serena here)

Broke take: Arc V is about an interdimensional war.

Woke take: Arc V is about Dennis playing a game with himself to see how many counterparts he can seduce.

[dark-angel-of-muses]

@arcvrarepair

[merryfortune]

Arc V Rare Pair Week - Day 5: Surprise

[merryfortune]

Day 1 - Dance

Yu-Gi-Oh! Arc V Rare Pair Week Day 1: Janusshipping

War was a dance and Dennis had never been particularly good at dancing.

Ruri, however, she was elegant and gorgeous. Her movements were free; she was freeing. Every gesture, a symbol, and every symbol was perfectly executed. She was a dove carrying the olive branch; she was a dove carrying an olive branch right into the pits of hell, spewing selfishness and brimstone.

She tried.

She failed.

Dennis had tried too. 

Dennis had failed too.

It had been his duty to try. It had been his personal pleasure to fail. He had always been too tall, too red-headed, too smiley, too squirrely. Someone like him was not suited to the artful movement of dance or the artful movement of war. Alas, he had tried on both fronts and alas, he failed on both fronts.

The only pleasure he had, the only delight he had in the oncoming doom, was love.

Infatuation. A crush. Passion without base. Call it whatever you want but at the summit of such feelings, Dennis had Ruri.

He had picked her out of the crowd by the sparkle upon her wrist and by her long eyelashes framing a gorgeous pair of eyes. He had picked her out by the way the sunlight warmed her long tresses of hair. He had picked her out by the thump of his heart as he picked him out by the awkward smile he possessed as he tried to trick his way through the dimension to bring about its destruction.

Ruri was a lover and fighter. She made peace. She made love. She made violence. Her protests were elegant. They were strong and mature and borne of something bigger than her which drew her into the depths of despair but she kept on trying to make something small from it. Just a small tinder of hope in the flames of despair; the carnage of war.

War was a dance and Ruri had always been particularly good at the latter. She would never have dreamed she would be good at the former but in such times of crisis, she was.

However, she was the turtle dove with an olive branch. Dennis had been the archer. Yuri the arrow. And thus, the war claimed her at the crux of her dance.

[hatefilledpoptarts]

Listening to hunchback of notre dame covers and looking at arc v art helped me realize Hellfire is an eerily perfect fit for Ruri and Dennis. I mean it’s cause of both of them that heartland burned down cause one crazy dude really wanted this one pretty raven-haired girl (sure Dennis may not be the dude but he is crazy guilty).

Sweet louise I need a amv for this!