We will meet in few weeks, or lives.
✨🌙 ART LOG -> @404ama
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seen from United States
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We will meet in few weeks, or lives.
✨🌙 ART LOG -> @404ama
millenium puzzle x millenium ring (Heartshipping, Fragileshipping, Boundshipping, Boardshipping, Sealshipping/Loyaltyshipping, Alliumshipping, Darkshipping, Casteshipping)
millenium ring x millenium ring (Gemshipping, Ringshipping, Geminishipping, Mageshipping, Bakushiping)
millenium puzzle x millenium puzzle (Puzzleshipping/Blindshipping, Monarchshipping, Mobiumshipping)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Ryou’s heart sinks. The Spirit stands in the middle of the courtyard, the eye of an impenetrable storm of pure malice. Around him, the priests and their loved ones throw themselves at the unmovable object of their enemy, without any progress except to their own exhaustion. Ryou can see, mentally, the amount of their ba steadily ticking downwards, as surely as he had when he designed the game. Life points, life energy, it’s all the same–there’s a reason why Duel Monsters became the chosen medium for yami no games.
Dead is dead. Whether it’s spiritual energy or numbers on a duel disk, it’s all the same: hitting zero equals game over. He doesn’t know what that means to a group of people who have already died, but he’s not particularly keen to find out.
This is Ryou Bakura. I won’t let you kill my friends. I’ll fight, too.
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The final chapter of my mageshipping fic, Something Like Magic, has now been posted! Ryou, Mahad, and the priests make one last stand against the Spirit of the Ring. Reality comes calling. Ryou's world ends once more, but it restarts just as quickly--and that's a victory, however small.
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I want to take a moment to once again thank @amarcia for allowing me to take their idea and run absolutely wild with it. Their comics have been a massive inspiration throughout the five years it took me to complete this fic, and I owe them a lot!
Round 1: Poll 25
Which rare pair is more underrated?
Selfishshipping
Mageshipping
Propaganda under the cut
https://archiveofourown.org/works/48837571/chapters/158230741
“You forget,” the Spirit says.
“Forget what?” Ryou’s eyes shift around the darkest corners of the room. As subtly as he can manage, he begins to shift ba to his hands, readying a Lumenize trap.
Clawed hands land on his shoulder, elongated fingers circling his neck. “That the stronger you feel, the closer I am.”
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Chapter six--the penultimate chapter!--of my Mahad/Ryou fic, Something Like Magic, is up! Atem gets lost in distractions. Mahad and Ryou find joy where they can. The Spirit of the Ring makes good on its threats.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
He wants to live. It feels revolutionary. He wants to live. If not for himself, then for the people he cares about–for the people who care about him.
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Chapter four of my mageshipping fic is up! The Spirit gets closer. Kisara gets serious. Ryou gets a new friend.
Thanks and credit to @amarcia as always for the inspiring comics!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Thank God he put the water down beforehand, Ryou thinks as he chokes on air. “You’re talking like the Ring is a jealous lover.”
Atem shrugs. “It’s not a bad comparison.”
Ryou laughs. What the hell.
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Mahad taps into hidden potential; Atem explains the rules of the game; Ryou finds his breath.
Chapter 2 of my mageshipping fic is up! With thanks as always to @amarcia for the inspiring comics.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
"And sure enough, behind Shada and Set’s heads, taller even than the columns, the foreboding stone walls of a Great House rise up from the earth. Leading up to the main entrance is a grand set of stairs, and coming down those stairs is--
Ah, well, Ryou thinks, that at least answers one question. Obviously, he’s in hell."
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When Diva disappears Ryou with the Cube in DSoD, he ends up in the Ancient Egyptian afterlife. As time dilates around him (and with nothing else to do), Mahad teaches Ryou about his innate magic abilities, how to cope with the years stolen from him by Zorc, and the unbreakable bond that connects all chosen wielders of the Ring together.
DSoD mageshipping fic inspired by comics by @amarcia !!