good!! very good charecter!! 8/10!! would ask to be my parent :))))
All the people I ship romantically with this character
Okino
Dareth
(i would say the whole of ratshiping?? idk the ot4s name, but i dont like Clutch XP)
My non-romantic OTP for this character
the father/awkward shady uncle/mentor + daughter thing him and Nya had
My unpopular opinion about this character
yknow i dont think i actually have any tbh
One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.
more positive interactions w Nya (well, before Nya s15nd) and maybe even branch out to the other ninja
it being confirmed that he was that lookalike kid from Morro's flashbacks
just us getting a backstory for him in general. also the writers not reducing him to just a guy who steals stuff, i dont need full justifications for every singe thing hes even done, but c'monnnn, hes not *EVIL* evil,, my guy just wants to get by.
@sitabethel reblogged this writing meme and I asked for a list of ships since it sounded fun. Most of the ships aren’t ones I know well so this will be interesting! :D I tag @iamthesmartestsquid. Anyone else can do it. Just message me and I’ll provide a list!
Cut down for length. It’s all safe for work btw.
(Rougeshipping) Explain how you think their dynamic would work?
I had to go to a Wiki to recall what Zigfried von Schroeder was like since that arc went by like a blur to me. But I actually think he and Pegasus would work out okay together. I can totally see them trying to out-fancy each other. One night they both plan on a romantic evening together. However, they don’t tell each other this. Zigfried is all about the roses, of course, and so they’re all over the house, but because Pegasus knows his partner loves them, he too, scatters them everywhere. They start off doing this on opposite sides of the house/mansion /castle, both making excuses why they can’t do stuff together. But then they bump into each other from behind and realize what’s happened. A fight ensues, but they make up over wine. They also throw the best parties.
Oh god, I think I actually ship this now! What have you done to me, @sitabethel?? XD;;
(Peachshipping) Explain how you think their dynamic wouldn’t work?
My favorite headcanon of them is that in postcanon, Yugi and Tea’ have a long distance relationship, her being in New York, and him in Japan (or different sides of America, whichever), and he eventually moves closer to her. So I can see it working normally. But I also like to think of ways it wouldn’t, such as Tea’ never really getting over the Yami side of things. Even though Yugi’s confidence has grown (and maybe his height a smidge), it’s just not the same. In another instance, they both like each other equally, but the distance becomes too much of a problem. In the headcanon of them living together, I can still see that issue happening if Yugi is constantly traveling due to duels (lol). Naturally, Tea’ is supportive at first, even going with him, but she has to focus on dancing, and before long, Yugi has trouble making it to her recitals. Eventually, they agree that friendship makes more sense for them. (Now I’m thinking of Spiderman, sheesh. XD)
(Euroshipping) Write a first kiss scene!
(Gotta’ say, I’ve never cared much for Kaiba and any time I’ve shipped him, it’s crack. But I’m gonna’ try to be legit with this. I’m on a mission dang it!)
***
Ryou heard the front door open and shut, but didn’t get up from his desk to inquire about the noise. He knew who it was from the click-clack of heeled boots moving about the tiled floor. Plus, Kaiba was the only other person besides Ryou who had a key to the apartment.
The two had lived together for a short amount of time, not even a year yet, and it always amused Ryou that his boyfriend had chosen to stay here at all. His apartment was no mansion by any means and most of the furniture was second-hand. It went against everything Kaiba held dear in terms of luxury, but he’d told Ryou that he wanted to attempt a simpler, less extravagant life. This comment didn’t go over so well at first; Ryou didn’t want his life to be synonymous with a peasant’s, which is what he felt like the way Kaiba was comparing the two of them.
So in the beginning, the two of them living together at all was more like a challenge to see if it could be done. Kaiba wanted to go under the radar and Ryou….well, he was lonely and had room enough for two. Over time, they developed feelings for each other and started dating. They just weren’t known for grand, romantic gestures or displays of physical affection.
Tonight though, Kaiba wanted to kiss Ryou like he never had before. And he hadn’t done it before so that was saying something.
“I see you’re hard at work on another figurine.” Kaiba stood in the doorway of Ryou’s crafting room.
Ryou didn’t look up. “Uh huh.”
“Perhaps I’ll come back later.”
“Yeah.”
Kaiba sent an unnoticed nod his way and was in the process of leaving when Ryou swiveled around and called out.
“W-wait…come back!” He let out a sigh of relief when Kaiba changed direction. “Sorry Seto, I was distracted. Was there something you wanted to talk about?”
“Not so much. Is it a crime to simply observe and admire one’s boyfriend from afar?”
Ryou was already blushing from his failure to give Kaiba a proper greeting, and now it had just gotten worse. “I should hope not. But if you did that too often, I might have to file for a restraining order.” He stood up and awkwardly hugged him to show he didn’t really mean it.
“Heh,” Kaiba chuckled as he reciprocated the hug. “What about if I were to kiss you? Would that be considered a death sentence?”
“W-what?”
There was no time to process what had been said because Kaiba’s lips were already pressed into Ryou’s in a manner similar to two opposing armies clashing together in battle. And then in the midst of the fighting, one soldier confesses their love to another on the opposite side. They must run away together or be killed for treason. But as odd and different as the two are, they manage to have a fairly normal, quiet life together.
If all that could be found in a kiss, Ryou had no idea where his imagination would take him whenever sex came into the picture.
***
(Welp, I tried. It’s so much easier to write for Ryou. XDD)
(Tendershipping) Do you like the ship name? What ship name do you think would be better?
Never had a problem with the name, but any time I have chicken tenders, I think about the ship. Or a tender steak….so Bakura approves. Bakura’s the crunchy-on-the-outside-soft-on-the-inside-nugget and Ryou’s the mushy ones you get from McDonald’s. Bakura’s also the one you’ve been keeping in your fridge for a week. Nuggetshipping. Somebody draw that! XDDD
(Necroshipping) Plot a quick AU for this ship~
At their next date – at a haunted Dairy Queen no less – Ryou pulls out a scroll of parchment and unfurls it. He explains to his man candies that it’s a list of all the ways he’d like to go and what his last words would be in each scenario. Many of them involve being killed by the Yami Marik bae and being resurrected by bae #2. Then there’s this shot of le Yamis grinning mischievously at each other and Ryo smiling, and then a montage of All The Things TM. It’s a B movie and a total cult classic. Direct to VHS and hasn’t been rewound first. How rude.
(Puzzleshipping) Do you think the fandom captures this ship well?
I’m okay with Puzzleshipping, but don’t really have an interest. I think it’s suited best for fluff, but either way, I don’t read enough of it to get a broader sense of how it’s portrayed. I expect it to be like most ships in which if written by the right person, it’ll be captured better.
(Darkshipping) Quick plot an epic, heartrending, multi-chaptered monster fic for this ship~
I don’t know if I can. O__o It was one thing to write a “serious” Kaiba-Ryou fic, but Bakura and Atem? All I can think about is the “Pharaoh’s Throne” song. |D Okay, okay…maybe…..like it would start off with Mr. Atem bargaining with the Afterlife peeps to give Thief Man a second shot at life. They’re all like, “Okay brah, but like ya’ gotta’ be his Life Chaperone and make sure he becomes a bro. If you can’t do it by the winter solstice of the third trimester at Tuesday o’clock, you both shall be shunned from this place, ya’ dig?” So that happens and other stuff happens and for a while, it looks like Bakura will never change. But then he does and there’s love magic and it’s beautiful and soon the time is up. The feels come when Atem gets to go back and Bakura’s allowed to remain on Earth. “But I love you!” “I love you too!”
Ending 1: The gods are so touched by this display that they let them both stay. Yay!
Ending 2: Suicide pact. ‘Nuff said.
Ending 3: It turns out that Marik was behind this the whole time and he snatches Bakura away and they both laugh and laugh as Atem goes bye bye.
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(Casteshipping) Write a fight scene!
“There are plenty of jewels and other trinkets in the palace. You don’t need to keep stealing when there’s so much here. I thought you were past robbing tombs. I have to say…I’m rather disappointed.”
“Tch. You sound like my father.” Bakura scowled. “I wonder if he’d say that now if he was still alive.”
Atem stiffened. Whenever Bakura brought up his family, things tended to get ugly fast. “Best we change the subject lest we regret it.”
“Oh I’m sorry….did that remind you of how your father killed mine?” Bakura took a step forward and his face darkened. His intense gaze would make a child cry.
“We’ve been over this,” Atem began, sounding tired. “He didn’t directly massacre your family and friends. It wasn’t his fault.” It was an argument they’d had many times and it was any wonder that they were still together. Atem’s best advisers couldn’t have explained it.
“Liar!” Deep down, Bakura knew the truth, but accepting it was another matter altogether. “The blood of my people is on your hands no matter how you see it. Don’t deny it.” He voice was lower than a moment ago, yet the anger remained. The gap between him and the Pharaoh had lessened further.
In a last ditch effort to defuse the situation without it worsening, Atem reached out a hand and planted it on Bakura’s shoulder. “You need to move on from this. Please, I beg of you.”
This was obviously the wrong thing to say, which Atem quickly found out when his body was slammed up against a wall. One of Bakura’s hands was around his throat while the rest of his body was pressing into Atem’s to hold him there. As the latter struggled to breathe, Bakura growled into his ear.
“Say that again and I kill you!”
He held him there for several seconds before releasing him unceremoniously to the ground. Atem had a small coughing fit and remained on the floor, trying to gather himself. His eyes darted toward Bakura. “Would….killing me…make…you…happy?”
“The past never leaves. Killing you wouldn’t change anything.”
“When I say to move on, I don’t mean for you to forget. I only-”
Bakura snarled and sent Diabound toward Atem. Even as he was shakily getting to his feet, Atem was ready for the second attack. He summoned Slifer to shield him from the blow. Diabound collided into the other beast, but Atem was protected.
Cackling, Bakura said, “Clever! But it won’t get you very far!”
Diabound struck again and again, which rendered the same result; Atem was fine, but it was clear that Bakura had been right because Slifer was starting to show signs of pain. He would have to fight back or risk much worse than a few scratches.
Atem stood to his feet and smirked at Bakura. “It seems we can’t go a day without a battle.” He pointed at Diabound. “Slifer, attack!”
***
(The above was actually much harder to write than the other scene. I get bored while writing fighting or action scenes in general. The other hard part was casteshipping as I’ve never read a fic involving it.)
(Deathshipping) Describe how they show affection
My second favorite ship! :D Of course, because it’s a favorite, I have numerous headcanons and AUs for them. It really depends on the AU, but for this, I’ll avoid the non-magic ones. I’ve been thinking about my Kertz-Ryo AU lately and I guess I’ll use that. Only @iamthesmartestsquid knows about Kertz. I came up with the name by having Yami Marik name himself. It went like this:
Him: “I’ve been called many things over the years. ‘Monster’, ‘Heathen’, ‘Curse’. Hm, maybe I’ll go by ‘Curse’. *shrugs*
Ryou: *muttering to himself* What about Kertz? That…kinda sounds like that…and is less silly.
Him: K.
Once they actually get to the level of affection-times, it’s a magical thing. Cuddling is super important, but Kertz hates the word itself as well as ‘snuggling’ or anything remotely ‘cutesy’. Ryo also likes to give nose kisses, but Kertz hates this and it makes him scrunch up his nose, which only makes Ryo do it more. One of Kertz’ pastimes is flopping on the couch on top of Ryo or in any position that will bug him. Even before they became official, Kertz would do this just so he could see him squirm. They also like to give each other notes with dumb doodles on them. Ryo gets Kertz into baking and cooking and Kertz becomes really great at it so they’re always trying to outdo each other. But it’s all in the name of luffs. *throws wedding rice*
(Geminishipping) Write a goodbye scene!
(I don’t ship this one or the next two, but again, challenge accepted.)
***
Bakura was standing in front of Bakura. Rain was raining down on them as rain tends to do. Luckily, the awning above was keeping them from getting drenched. Their reflections were fogging up on the café’s front window. They had eaten their entire meal without speaking. This was normally normal, but the silence was eerily silent. It wasn’t like a Bakura to eat quietly. Today was different.
“Well.”
“Well.”
Bakura looked to the sky for answers. Was there really anything that could be said to make this any better?
Bakura reached into his cloak and pulled out a familiar looking necklace that looked familiar. He didn’t wear it in public much these days. He draped it over Bakura’s neck.
“It never really belonged to me anyway. Return it for me. Or keep it. Either way, I’m not taking it with me into the next life.”
The necklace felt heavier on Bakura than it had the last time he wore it. “I’ll keep it safe,” he promised.
“I know you will.” The sun peaked out through the clouds and he shielded his eyes. “It’s time.”
Bakura didn’t want to throw out some cliché like, “Do you really have to go?” He already knew the answer. Instead, he bent down and wrapped his arms around Bakura. He was gripped back equally tight and never wanted to pull away.
The hug continued until Bakura had completely phased into Bakura.
And the rain stopped.
(Visionshipping) Quick plot a post-canon one-shot for this ship~
It’s possible the two may have met on the blimp, but Ishizu would’ve been too focused on saving Marik and Mai was too busy being tormented by Ishizu’s darker-half sibling. I can’t see Mai wanting anything to do with the cray Ishtar family again. One of them pretended to be the other; another was demented on the inside. Who knows what’s up with this Ishizu chick!
So this fic would begin with Ishizu needing to do some work at the Domino museum again, maybe to modify the Egyptian exhibit with updated information. Naturally, there just so happens to be a tournament in town during this time and she’s goaded into doing it by some co-workers that will also be joining. She tells herself that it won’t be like before. No Shadow Games. No worrying about her brother being ripped away from her.
Meanwhile, Mai is in the tournament because she really could use the money right now. Her addiction to dueling has meant many no-shows at work, resulting in her termination. Plus, make-up is expensiiiiiive (I unfortunately work in a cosmetics store). Her recent track record for duels has been good, but only so much money can be gotten from that and she’s made the mistake of dueling in tournaments where “bragging rights” is the prize.
She and Ishizu are eventually paired up for a duel and Ishizu wins. Mai wasn’t giving her A-game because she was so thrown off by her dueling partner. Too many bad memories. But even though she lost the round, she’s not out of the competition. Or off Ishizu’s radar. Ishizu sensed that Mai hadn’t given her best and wants to know why. Mai doesn’t want to talk to her, but that’s too bad ‘cause Ishtars get what they want. They end up talking anyway and when Ishizu finds out why Mai’s in the competition, she hands her a wad of money and is all, “Here, I don’t need the money. Use it to get back on your feet.” Mai insists she can’t take it so Ishizu smirks.
“I knew you’d say that so how about you duel me for it?”
“Now you’re talking.”
They also fall in love and stuff and oh no I ship this now too. O____O;
(Stealshipping) Write a confession scene!
“So hey, there’s something I need to tell you…”
Marik glanced up from this month’s issue of Motorcycle Monthly. “As do I.” He switched to his other personality. “Me too.”
Bakura groaned. “Wait, do you need to tell me something or Marik?”
“I am Marik,” Clearly-Not-Marik replied.
Chuckling because it was so ridiculous, Bakura said, “You have to tell yourself something?”
“Uhhh…er….I’m not sure.” He looked at his feet for a second. His identity was so confusing! “Tell me what you want to say to Marik while I figure it out.”
Bakura sighed. “I think it’s about time I tell him the truth.”
“The truth about what!?” Marik screeched when he reappeared. “What are you hiding from me?”
“Nothing!” It was that other guy again.
Marik and Bakura shouted to an empty chair. “Not you!”
“Are we ever going to get through this conversation?” Marik pouted.
Bakura shrugged. “I must confess I don’t know.” He walked away.
“Wait, was that the confession?” Marik and Not-Marik asked.
***
(I don’t even know anymore.)
(Thiefshipping) FREE CHOICE!
(My favorite! ^_^ Guess I’ll do a poem. Why not? XD)
***
The bike makes ‘Kura nauseous
yet he rides it nonetheless
Trees go by without a care
‘Kura smells Marik’s hair
It has a lavender fragrance
putting ‘Kura in a trance
It reminds him of his distant past
something that could not last
Marik feels ‘Kura’s nose on his neck
but it turns into lips and a peck
Does ‘Kura realize he did this?
It would be the first kiss
‘Kura would deny it for sure
He could be so demure
about feelings and such
Being truthful would be too much
‘Kura clings tight to Marik’s hips
wishing to do so to his lips
'Til then, he would just pretend
For now, he’d need time to mend
***
(And there you have it! I spent many days on this entire meme. The End.)
