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Yugioh Rare Pair Week 2k24 Day Three: Hurt/Comfort

A.) I love Rio with burn scars B.) I love anna with burn scars from various train and explosion related mischief C.) THEY SHOULD BE FRIENDS!! AND MORE!!!!

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Here's my own first entry to RioWeek, focusing on Anna and Rio! This is set in @cyberdragoninfinity's Not-Lawrence AU.

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Rio Kastle and Anna Kaboom as Jabba's Slaves Commissions

Here is another commission done up for me by the Amazingly talented artist @galaxygirl-katie27, this time of Rio Kastle and Anna Kaboom both wearing Leia's metal bikini from Star Wars, They were both aged up cause she didn't want to draw them both as minors.

She made three variants, one of them both Flirtatiously looking at each other, the other two of Anna flirtatiously smiling at a Shy Rio, with the last of them both as Goth girls. This is also @galaxygirl-katie27's last commission before she closes them to focus on School, so don't commission anything to her until she opens them again.

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Rio Kamishiro/Rio Kastle and Anna Kozuki/Anna Kaboom - Zexal (requested by anonymous)

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writing meme: how about 15. balter with any combination of Rio, Tori, and Anna? :3

balter - to dance gracelessly, but with enjoyment

“Dance with me,” Rio said with a grin and an outstretched hand. The wedding had been fine, Anna supposed. Perfunctory. Kind of boring, Habara’s was better if just because the wedding cake was designed to look like Skypalace Gangaridai. But it would be worth it now that everyone could let their hair down and relax… and she could slip out to get out of these damn heels. She missed her boots.

Anna laughed. She stopped. “Oh God, you’re serious?” 

“Why wouldn’t I be?” Rio kept her hand out, her grin turning mischievous. 

“‘Cause I can’t dance.” Anna replied flatly. “I told you this.” 

“Can’t, won’t, or don’t?” Kotori speculated with a sly tone to her voice. 

Anna glared like she was trying to blow up one or both of her girlfriends with her mind. “Both. Either/or. Whatever I have to say to keep my feet from doing the cha-cha or whatever.”

“I’ll have you know I was gonna make you tango.” Rio snorted. “Either way, sounds like quitter talk,” Rio murmured to Kotori, who giggled.

“I ain’t no quitter!” Anna got up from the table, grabbing Rio’s hand. Her mother hadn't raised her to be a quitter and her seventeen years of life had affirmed that Anna was no quitter! “I’m gonna dance your ass off and you’ll regret it when I’m done!”

Aw crap, Anna realized. She'd been hit with reverse psychology again. She hated when they did that.

Rio couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of her. “You want in on this?” She said over her shoulder to Kotori.

“Nah,” Kotori sat back with a grin, “I’m just gonna sit back and enjoy this.” 

Rio sighed. “You’re such a cruel partner, making us dance for your bemusement. And I was an empress, so I know what that’s like from first-hand experience.” 

“I don’t hear you complaining about being on the other side of the shoe, Merag…” Kotori rested her chin on her hands, bemusement lighting up her eyes as Anna fidgeted while Kotori and Rio bantered. 

Rio chuckled, her eyes flashing that dangerous shade of maroon that indicated her Barian nature was being called on. “Well if you’re desperate to make me bring you to heel later, I think that can be arranged behind closed doors…”

Anna rolled her eyes before stomping over and hefting Kotori in a fireman’s carry, ignoring Kotori’s indignant shriek as she was carried over to the dance floor. “Flirt later! If I’m suffering, we all suffer!”

“Rio, help, I’m being kidnapped!”

Anna took note of how Rio’s eyes widened at how easily she had picked Kotori up, her eyes darkening in desire. Anna made a mental note to see if she could pick Rio up as easily- it’d be fun if nothing else. Giggling, Rio followed Anna and Kotori to the center of the dancefloor, Kotori being used to carve out an area around them as Anna casually swung her around. 

“There like, an easy dance for three people?” Anna mumbled while she set Kotori down, her ears turning red as the realization of what she’d signed up for settled in.

“I think I looked up a few party tricks but no, you’re gonna have to be a trendsetter unless we want to pantomime jump ropes or another stunt like that.” Rio noted.

“I prefer following for this reason.” Anna groused. She jolted as Rio settled in behind her, hands snaking around Anna’s hips to place themselves on Kotori’s ribs. Kotori gently grabbed Anna’s hands and held them up. Together, they swayed awkwardly, stumbling slightly as they did while the music shifted to a slower number. Kotori giggled as Anna kept her eyes on their tangled feet.

“This can’t actually work,” she hissed. “I knew I should have worn boots instead of heels!”

“It won’t, but it doesn’t need to work if we have fun” Kotori said casually from in front, “and I’m glad you didn’t. If you step on either of our feet in boots we’d need casts.”

“Oh it’s going to look ridiculous,” Rio agreed. “But at least there’s no risk of being hospitalized. I think I’ve seen enough hospitals for one lifetime.” 

“Or three, you freaky, cute alien empress.” Anna muttered. 

Rio laughed. “Or three, yeah!” 

“And yet- ow, watch it!- Despite that, we’re still doing it and we look silly.” Anna noted, wincing as Kotori’s heel landed on top of her foot.

“Yep, and sorry.” Kotori nodded.

“That about sums it up.” Rio said, deadpan.

“Then… why?” Anna asked.

“Because.” Kotori shrugged. “It’s fun.” 

Anna rolled her eyes fondly. “Well, you got me there.” She said while holding back a smile, ducking her head to leave a chaste kiss on Kotori’s cheek. 

“Hey Kotori, wanna see if I can twirl Anna?” Rio said in a mischievously evil tone.

“Absolutely!” Kotori stepped back, grinning. 

Anna glared over her at Rio's shoulder in a mix of anger and panic. “I know where you sleep Rio- Kotori wait no don’t let go and don’t enable her, you minx- Rio noooooo!” 

Kotori stepped back, giggling as Rio deftly twisted Anna around and pulled her into a twirl while Anna wailed at the momentum. Rio put a twist in her wrist that had Anna spin right into Rio’s arms, where she smoothly slipped Anna into a dip that had the engineer staring up at Rio, jaw agape while a furious blush raced up her face, particularly where Rio tucked a lock of Anna’s hair behind her ear.

“I think I just fell in love again.” Anna said in a quiet voice.

“Yeah, I get that a lot, just part of my charm-” Rio quipped, getting interrupted by Anna abruptly pulling herself up by Rio’s cravat to kiss her, leaving her just as flustered and blinking rapidly.

“You’re lucky I find confidence attractive,” Anna murmured, grinning as Rio blushed (as she herself bared her teeth in a grin) while pulling them back up as Kotori slid back over.

“And you said you wouldn’t have fun out here on the dancefloor,” Kotori observed in a wry, smug tone. “Another piece of proof that I am never wrong.” 

“I wouldn’t say I was dancing,” Anna snorted. “More like coordinated stomping.” 

“I’m still not hearing you deny that you didn’t have fun…” Kotori said in a weasel-like tone. 

Anna rolled her eyes. “Yeah, I had fun,” she admitted. “I’m still not gonna start dancing, but fine, you were right. What do you want as a prize for that?” 

“Well the dip looked fun, but I’m mostly just feeling under-appreciated while you two have all the fun with your twirling.” Kotori held her arms out. “I am, however, gracious in victory, so I will accept a kiss as thanks!” 

Locking eyes with Rio, Anna raised an eyebrow. Rio shrugged in response, a conniving smirk crossing her lips before they stepped forward on either side of Kotori, pinning her between them like how Anna had been sandwiched earlier, and making Kotori turn as scarlet as Anna’s hair. She let out a veritable squeak when Rio and Anna both kissed her at the same time, hands racing up to cover her mouth as she managed to turn even more red. 

“I think if dancing’s like this,” Anna said in a low, rumbling voice, “I can be persuaded to do this again.” 

“All’s fair in love and war!” Rio noted brightly. 

“I… accept my reward graciously?” Kotori mumbled, swaying slightly like she was drunk.

“Good! Up for another round of this?” Rio nodded her head back towards the dance floor. 

“Sure,” Anna nudged Kotori forwards, “I’m down.”

Ah to hell with it, Anna thought as she tugged Kotori and Rio towards the dance floor again. If you’re gonna be silly, you might as well be silly in a group.

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rest of this unexpected interaction under the cut

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Day 24 / Daisy

Ship: Toughshipping | Anna/Rio

Universe: Alternate - The Dressmaker

Word Count: 1,043

Rating: T

Tags: Major Character Death, Angst, Hurt/No Comfort

   “It’s safe as. I’ve done it once, I’ve done it a hundred times.” Anna bragged.

   “That sounds dangerous. I’m not going to be impressed either way.” Rio worried for Anna, reaching out to her and holding her forearm.

   “Jumping off the silos onto the ground is for kids.” Anna lectured Rio as serious as a heart attack. “Real idiots jump into ‘em. In the dark.”

  Rio had an ominous feeling. As nonchalant as Anna was, with bravado coming out of her ears, Rio didn’t think that it was advisable.

   Since coming home, Rio had made many enemies, fewer friends, and even fewer lovers. She had also made many, many dresses and very little progress towards the very quest that had brought her to this tiny town with such eternal memories for hostility. Even now, as an adult, when Rio closed her eyes, her earliest memory of this place was not picking flowers from the front yard of her house but rather, being thrown into the back of a rickety automobile with a hastily put-together suitcase. It was having putrid farewells sneered at her from the grown-ups around her. Not even a sweet goodbye from her parents. All because the golden boy of the town, her very own twin brother, Ryouga, had been killed and she was the presumed killer.

   But being cast aside was preferential to being kept forever. Exiled on her own, at least Rio had gotten to see a little of the world, but what she saw had her harrowed, she was by no means the poorest, most unfortunate souls out there and in fact, it tended to be those who loved her and were loved in return who were worse off. And they were worse off for loving her. Even now, she shivered to think their fates but at least they had left her still alive, if narrowly.

   Rio had also been given the opportunity to learn a trade in this world outside the tiny town she hailed from. She apprenticed to a tailor and had learned greatly from them. Now, after learning her needlework, she could return in glamour, in silks and chiffons, and for whomever there was here, if they would pay her, Rio would make dresses for them. She did not care if they spat in her face, so long as their spittle followed the clanging of coins, she minded not.

   Anna, of course, being the sole exception in the ugliest pair of trousers that Rio had ever seen. At least her britches were handsome but she was good-hearted through and through. She was like the sun in that regard  and being out in the starlight like this, atop the reserves, with Anna was breath-taking. Made all the grim circumstances worth them. Even for a moment with cheap wine and fresh fruit and cheeses to savour with them.

   “It’ll be fun.” Anna told her.

   “It’ll be dangerous.” Rio insisted. “What if there’s seed in there? Lucern and the like?”

   “Naw, we haven’t got anything in the stores, it’ll be sorghum, but not ‘til next week, promise.” Anna said.

   She wasn’t listening to Rio either way. She was a farm kid and this was just how farm kids were when they were smitten. She got to her feet and she scuttled around the side of the silo. She lifted the hatch - easy, one hand - and Rio inched closer. Anna flashed a smile at her.

   “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. I’m not afraid of anything.” Anna said. “I love you.” She chirped it so casually and she took the plunge.

   She didn’t even give Rio a second to say something - anything - in return but she smiled as Anna went down that drop. Straight as a pin but Rio never heard the drop. She waited and she waited and she felt the cold breeze of the night on her arms. She prickled. She couldn’t wait any longer.

   She was certain Anna was just playing a mean joke but - but what if?

   Rio grasped onto the rim of the hatch and she stuck her head through the wide hole. She strained her eyes but she was certain. The silo was not empty. It was full. Close to capacity levels of full. Her eyes widened as she felt tears bulge at the bottom of them. Her voice was raspy but she still yelled for Anna. 

   Anna didn’t respond. Rio couldn’t even see her but Rio yelled for her. Over and over. She yelled for help to come but they never did. Rio didn’t see Anna again until the morning. When the ruined harvest spilled from the bottom to find the farmgirl buried at the bottom of it.

   Rio knelt in the red sorghum with Anna’s lifeless body. She clutched onto her stained shirt and she wept. She had always feared that it would only be a matter of time until someone whom she loved and was loved in return by would die by her coincidence again. Just like Ryouga, she hazarded the thought as she sobbed at Anna’s lifeless body.

   She didn’t even let Allen - Anna’s brother - take Anna away from her for preparation. It was no different to making clothes for mannequins. In the shade of Anna’s favourite tree on her and her family’s farm, Rio wiped down her body with a cloth, removing the sorghum from her hair and from her skin. Dressing her up in the finest that she would have worn if they could have been betrothed. Trousers charcoal black; a white linen shirt; even a blazer to match. It’s what she would have wanted, Rio thought, as she sobbed but it would all be for naught.

   Rio surrendered Anna’s body to Allen only when she was prim and proper. When she looked like she was asleep, not suffocated and dead. Allen was the one to carry Anna to her funeral possession, like how an older brother should, cradling his little sister whilst those of the town who watched wept. He took her out to what would be her least favourite bonfire. Out in the blazing sunlight and in the dry, yellow grass where only hard daisies could grow to the cremation pyre that would be all hers and all eyes, accusatory, were on Rio as she grieved.

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Zexal Month - Day 4, Freebie

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Got confused and the prompt I wanted to post this on was for writer’s week.  Didn’t know where else to put it, so just doing it on a free day

Could’ve waited til animator’s week, but honestly this was the first thing I made for the event, so I’d rather it be the first thing I post