the strongest entertainer in the world

I won. I only thought of winning, and I won. JUST AS YOU ALL WANTED! … I’m sorry. [indie zarc rp blog.]

[youcheerandscreamforme]

starperformapal‌:

He hated this awkwardness between them – this uncertainty about where they stood with each other. Yuya knew he had to face Zarc at some point, but he had been hoping to put it off for as long as possible. 

He always had a bad habit for avoiding his worst fears.

The sight of Zarc clenching his fist made Yuya flinch, hesitantly taking a step back before realizing that it was a sign of Zarc’s nerves, not his aggression. So Zarc was just as nervous as he was, huh? Yuya didn’t exactly blame him, but that didn’t make the process any easier. 

“I want to hate you…” Yuya mumbled out, crimson eyes falling to the ground as his own hands clenched into fists. “You put me and my friends through hell and I want to hate you for it…”

…But I can’t.”

Zarc held nothing against Yuya for the knee jerk reaction at his fidgeting. If anything, it was justified. He used him. Made him into the image of himself. Threatened to take all he loved away. 

... Which is what made what Yuya said next so difficult. He... couldn’t hate him? What? What kind of logic was that? He... wasn’t expecting to hear that from his counterpart. His half-of-himself. His... almost son? It was complex, but the one thing he was sure on...

“Why?” Zarc said, after a beat of silence, his own hands into fists at his sides. “You have every right to. You have said it yourself, Yuya. I dragged your friends, yourself -- every part of us -- through hell.

Hate me all you wish. It’s time I learned to take responsibility for the pain, murder, and misery I’ve caused.” 

[youcheerandscreamforme]

❛ i loved you. ❜ {lightofray}

@lightofray

Well. To say Zarc wasn’t surprised would be a lie. While his face stayed with the same melancholy guilty look… his heart turned as cold as ice at her words. She loved him. What a surprise. Yet, with everything he had done… what with the people he murdered for the sake of entertaining his crowd, turning a once happy spectacle for humans and Duel Monsters alike into an al out blood bath that only he survived from, as well as the world he had nearly destroyed for the sake of his “big finish” for those he was meant to entertain. In the end, he entertained no one. No one but his own twisted mind. 

Even he, if asked before the crowd made him question the lines of right and wrong, would have never wanted such an outcome. 

But that didn’t change the past. Not at all. 

“Of course you did.” He replied, not at all cheering up with said declaration – how could he? It was past tense. Loved. He had obviously wasted what he had, before he even knew he had it. “Of course you, the one who had saved me from destroying everything we both had held dear, loved me. It makes perfect sense. And of course, we were both blind and didn’t see that we felt the same towards one another. 

… Or, at the very least, I didn’t.” 

A sad, dark laugh left Zarc’s lips for just a moment.

“Perhaps… things were not meant to be. If I had known that… if I had known, just moments sooner… your love would have saved me. You understood me. Ray. In a world full of those blind to the creatures all around them, using them for their own enjoyment without thinking of how they feel… you were the only one who understood me better than I knew myself.”

“I loved–… no. I still love you. Ray. 

But now, it’s too late.

I’m terribly sorry.”

[youcheerandscreamforme]

❛ i felt bad everytime i did it, but i kept doing it anyway. ❜ {lightofray}

@lightofray

Zarc was only left to sigh into the phone he held in his hand, hands on the table as he opened golden eyes to glance at the wedding ring he swore to himself that he’d still wear now, and after this shit was over. 

“I warned you.” He spoke, voice heavy with static on the other end of the line, separated by glass. “I warned you that helping those petty thieves out would hurt you.”

Oh, Ray… As Zarc stared sadly into your beautiful purple eyes, he understood just exactly what got you into trouble. Your heart was far too big for your chest to contain.

What started out with helping a homeless couple off of the streets, turned into his wife and his home being used as a secondary base of operations for fugitives. One shady thing lead to another, and after Zarc had caught wind of it, Ray still fell victim to bright puppy-dog eyes of the sick woman and the silver tongue of her husband. She had been found in possession of a dead body, hiding as a skeleton in Ray’s guests’ literal closet, and as blood stained their lovely home… Ray was considered guilty by association. 

All while Codee and Isabella ran free. 

It was infuriating. 

His lips were pursed as Ray’s husband stayed silent on the other end. He was not here to simply guilt trip his wife. No; he was here to reassure her that he would get her out – no matter what it took. 

Zarc may have moved passed his life of harming others under the demands on his shoulders, but if it meant getting Ray out of the hell that these assholes had put her in… anything was fair game. Much to Ray’s likely dismay… but what she didn’t know, until she had to know, wouldn’t have hurt her. 

For now, he’ll swear by oath in court and play it all by the book; all until this damn legality system decided to not let Zarc get what he wanted. And he couldn’t have that, now, could he?

“Your court date, as you perhaps already know, has been decided for tomorrow. I’ll be there, do not worry. If nothing goes well by claiming that you were used and tricked, then I will have your bail, hopefully, on the 16th.”

Zarc placed a hand against the bulletproof glass that had the audacity to silence his voice, his hand holding the orange phone in his hand as the only way he had to talk to his wife currently. Sadness – a resigned tiredness of the fact that this bullshit had taken this turn, just like he was afraid of, was easily found in his eyes. 

“Hold out until then, okay? I will set you free. I promise.”

And if Plan A and Plan B both decided to fail, then desperate times called for desperate measures… but that would only come to pass if it had to. 

And hopefully, it wouldn’t have to.

[duckysmemes-deactivated20171228]

❛    well,    fuck me gently with a chainsaw.    ❜ ❛    do i look like mother theresa    ?    ❜ ❛    my teen - angst bullshit now has a body count.    ❜ ❛    chaos is what killed the dinosaurs,    darling.    ❜ ❛    you look like hell.    ❜ ❛    yeah,    i just got back.    ❜ ❛    are we going to prom or hell    ?    ❜ ❛    god    !    i sound like a fucking psycho.    ❜ ❛    i felt bad everytime i did it,    but i kept doing it anyway.    ❜ ❛    now i know you understood everything.    ❜ ❛    now that’s deep.    ❜ ❛    there are no stupid questions.    ❜ ❛    that’s the stupidest question i’ve ever heard.    ❜ ❛    the extreme always seems to make an impression.    ❜ ❛    what’s your damage    ?    ❜ ❛    how very.    ❜ ❛    i just killed my best friend.    ❜ ❛    i can’t believe you did it.    ❜ ❛    i was teasing.    ❜ ❛    i loved you.    ❜ ❛    there’s a new sheriff in town.    ❜ ❛    you don’t deserve my fucking speech.    ❜ ❛    so what’s the deal    ?    ❜ ❛    what a waste    !    ❜ ❛    oh,    the humanity    !    ❜ ❛    our love is god.    ❜ ❛    let’s go get a slushie.    ❜ ❛    is your life perfect.    ❜ ❛    i don’t really like my friends.    ❜ ❛    maybe it’s time to take a vacation.    ❜ ❛    now that you’re dead,    what are you gonna do with your life    ?    ❜ ❛    why do you have to be such a mega - bitch    ?    ❜ ❛    because i can be.    ❜ ❛    did you have a brain tumour for breakfast    ?    ❜ ❛    i say we just grow up,    be adults and die.    ❜ ❛    if everyone jumped off a bridge,    would you    ?    ❜ ❛    why are you pulling my dick    ?    ❜ ❛    that knife is filthy.    ❜ ❛    some people need different kinds of convincing than others.    ❜ ❛    you’re beautiful.    ❜ ❛    did that sound bitchy    ?    ❜ ❛    this isn’t just a spoke in my menstrual cycle.    ❜ ❛    you were nothing before you met me.    ❜ ❛    she’s my best friend.    god,    i hate her.    ❜ ❛    i shop,    therefore i am.    ❜ ❛    a true friend’s work is never done.    ❜ ❛    god had cursed me i think.    ❜ ❛    we’ll crucify her.    ❜ ❛    what’s the up - chuck factor on that    ?    ❜ ❛    ugh,    such a pillowcase.    ❜ ❛    nice guys finish last,    i should know.    ❜ ❛    get a job.    ❜

[dakuran]

It was a joke when I started to draw it, sorry zarc (/ε＼*)

Original comic

[youcheerandscreamforme]

"Uh... So I know you're not my dad, but... you /technically/ are? I don't know how this all works but... Happy Father's Day... I guess...?"

Well, uh. Truth be told, Yuya, your guess was as good as his own. Zarc never asked to be split into four, he never asked for you and your counterparts to be made! It just... kind of happened! Perhaps he specifically left you with Yusho so you would be brought up as a duelist -- if that was his aim back then he wasn’t sure of it now -- yet here you are treating him as if... he’s your dad?

Well that’s one way to have kids. Four of them, to be exact. Destroy a dimension and then be torn apart by magic bracelets and congrats, they’re all boys! 

Jeez. It’s a good thing he’s been through too much to question things, because otherwise he’d call himself insane. 

... Who’s to say he isn’t -- wasn’t -- insane anyway?

“I... Uh... thank you, Yuya...? I... appreciate the thought and... effort to approach me and to consider me your... father, but... I’m not sure the circumstances that resulted in your, ah... “birth”... are anything to consider me a father for. It would be more reasonable to consider Ray your mother, if anything.” 

... So wait. Ray’s a mom? To... his four counterparts? Sons?? Whatever??

This was far too confusing for even the ex-Supreme Dragon King Zarc to understand. Can he just not think about it, take the blessing, and be done with it? Because he’d much prefer that. 

[youcheerandscreamforme]

darkrebellionyuto:

youcheerandscreamforme:

darkrebellionyuto:

We’re all gay

Originally posted by star-venom

“… Wow.” 

“… Was– or, am I…. this much of a narcissist where… this is a thing…?”

“We’re gay for you too”

“Please... don’t....”

[starperformapal]

predatoryplants:

“Hi I’m awake and I’m very gay”

“Yeah same. I’m extremely gay today.”

[synchroclearascrystal]

“Gay??? Gay~” Waggles eyebrows at the two of them.

[darkrebellionyuto]

We’re all gay

[youcheerandscreamforme]

“... Wow.” 

“... Was-- or, am I.... this much of a narcissist where... this is a thing...?”

[youcheerandscreamforme]

starperformapal:

Yuya had no idea how to feel right now.

He should have been pissed; he should have grabbed his original counterpart by the collar and demanded that Zarc pay for everything he did to the world as well as the rest of the pawns in his little game. 

But here he was – just standing before him without a single word to say. He was angry, terrified, sad but… he even felt sorry for the guy. Figures.

“Hello… Zarc.” He greeted his counterpart, his voice dripping with uncertainty as he kept his distance. He didn’t want to move any closer to him; not until he knew it was safe.

Well then. The greetings were exchanged. Words were spoken, and thus, a conversation was surely supposed to begin. A conversation either with their words, or their actions, or... anything at their disposal, really....

... But the conversation never came. 

Zarc stood still, as he towered over Yuya only just slightly thanks to being only a few years older than the boy, for only a few moments. And those moments were quick to pass before Zarc’s fingers, Zarc’s hands and fists, and then his arms twitched as he fidgeted; starting as just a twitch of his fingers, to clenching and unclenching his fists, crossing his arms and then putting a hand to his mouth to cover it as he awkwardly coughed...

... As he didn’t dare say another word. 

It was probably obvious from his body language -- he was nervous, and afraid. 

Who knew that having nothing happen would only increase the guilt and fear you were already experiencing? It was a great thing to learn when you were adjusting to being whole and completely yourself for the first time in forever, for sure. 

[youcheerandscreamforme]

- @predatoryplants started following you!

-- Shit. He should have known the others wouldn’t be far behind. 

Yuya... was one thing. Yuya... was someone who’s life he ruined. He, with Yuto, and to some extent, Yugo, were people who’s lives he took control of, and used as puppets, and for that... he felt incredibly sorry for. 

Yuri? ... Well. Yuri was the opposite. Zarc did... barely anything, and yet Yuri wreaked havoc and adored it, just as a true part of the man he was when he was split apart would have done. As the man Zarc no longer was would have done. 

So now... it was over. It was over, and Yuri was left to be himself. Far, far away from him and his trauma-inflicting hands and corrupted ways... and where he was able to say something to Yuya... he found himself speechless to Yuri. Namely, because it was anyone’s guess what path he would choose now that carding and killing people was something he could either never do again, or accomplish in his own time. Perhaps... because he found he enjoyed it, during his time under his influence. 

And corrupting someone that far... left his throat locked up as he swallowed. Wordless and afraid of what this counterpart would do to him. 

Please, Ray, have mercy on him just this once. 

Wait, why was he going to Ray-- please, ZARC HIMSELF, have mercy on him this once!!

[youcheerandscreamforme]

- @starperformapal has started following you!

Well, now. This is awkward. Maybe even beyond awkward. 

What was he here for? What did he want? Retribution? To demand apologies or all of the parts of his life that he had ruined back, to be spent however Yuya wanted? 

Zarc wasn’t sure. But it didn’t change the fact that Yuya was approaching him now...

And that... honestly scared the ex-Supreme Dragon King.

“... Hello... other me.”