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yourblueangel:
x continued here with @linksense
She stood there, her hand held out to him against the winds of the wintery breeze. Even as her light blue cloak swayed in the cold breeze, threatening to make her shiver with the low temperature, the fairy refused to move. After being denied time and time again, this was Aoi’s final request. Yusaku had every reason to hold back; his past was filled with nothing but dark memories to haunt him. Aoi must have been crazy to want to tag along with him; many of her friends in the Trickstar Clan had agreed upon that, but Aoi didn’t care. For the longest time she had wanted to help the mage, and now her desire had only been fuelled further as she finally had her own reasons to take down the Hanoi Guild.
“… Fine.”
The winds slowly came to a stop and Aoi was left to stare at Yusaku as he answered her request, his hand slipping into her own. While the tight hold did hurt a little bit, Aoi knew of his intention and returned the squeeze with the same amount of force as she nodded at his words. She wouldn’t be scared – not of him or this journey they would embark on together. She had come too far to back out now over the fear of certain possibilities. With Yusaku’s hand in her own, he could do just as she said and drag her to the depths of hell and she’d stay by his side and help as much as she could.
She wasn’t going anywhere.
“You may not come back the same. I can’t promise it.
… Stay your distance the best you’re able. You don’t deserve a fate like my own.”
“I’ve already changed,” Aoi whispered with a light shake of her head, a sad smile upon her face as she took a step towards him, her hand still holding tight onto his own. “The ones you speak of tried to corrupt my magic and cast my soul into an eternal slumber. I can’t just sit here and let them do that to others when I could be doing what I can to help. I won’t hold back anymore.” Her amber eyes filled with determination as she reached out, grabbing a hold of Yusaku’s other hand, her fingertips glowing with a light blue aura as she let her own magic keep them warm against the snowflakes that fell.
“Your vengeance is no longer yours to handle all alone; show me the path and I’ll forever stand by your side.”
Mm. She was quick to return his painful grip with one of her own — not that the pain was visible on his face as he dared not to flinch — not even for one second. It was a good start, to the path she had chosen by his side. It spoke of a strong will to never fall within the darkness again — and hopefully it would carry her far away from the dark.
“I’ve already changed.”
Yusaku is left to only hum in agreement, as his gaze narrowed in anger. After what the Hanoi Guild had done to her, all to get to him, he couldn’t deny what she had been through. She had already been dragged into Dark Arcana — using it’s powers only slightly was enough to change and damage her mind. Of course it would change her, and her changes were evident as she unconsciously already found herself on the “Playmaker’s” path.
He had to wonder… was the fact that she had already been exposed to the darker magics why she was a fair deal stronger against it? His gaze fell as he remained in thought as he continued to listen. Just how much her mind was damaged was something he was already keenly aware of — what with how he fought so hard with his familiar to free her — from spell and curse both. … But it isn’t long before he’s pulled from his thoughts, his attention being brought back to the here and now, with the sight of a glowing hand entering his view. He blinked, watching as the Angel of Blue took his other hand — and it’s made clear that the glow was her magic. The magic of a simple warmth spell, made clear as he felt the warmth flow through every inch of him like a butterfly dancing underneath his skin.
He felt the spell move around his chest like a gentle flame — making all of his chest warm, including his dark and enchanted heart as he breathed in from the wake of the spell. Little did the dark mage know that the breath would prove to steady him for what he had to say next.
“… Fine,” was his curt and cold reply — clearly not letting the angel worm her way into his heart so easily as he dragged her through the dark. (Was it even dragging her anymore, when it was willful? “So I will.”
To make his distance clear, his hand was pulled away — the spell still lingering in his chest as he began walking further north into the woods.
“This way.” He spoke, back turned to her as he continued to walk — not even bothering to look to see if she was following as the snow crunched underneath his feet. “My camp is farther in the Wood.”
There’s a silence, for a moment, as the black mage and the blue fairy walked through the protection of tree canopies and ruining virgin snow below their feet — an odd couple through the forest. Yet, for once, after some time, it was the user of darker magics who broke the silence.
“… The Go Ogre has already defeated their transmutation mage.” He spoke, turning his gaze to look at her as he continued to walk forward regardless. “Have you found any leads on who cast your sleeping curse yet?”
It was a legitimate question — after what she had been through. If she was to go against the Hanoi, on a path such as this, she may as well have something to prove. Going up against the person who cursed her in the first place may prove to be just that. And while he was the one who asked the question, he had a secret hidden up his sleeve, like a good practicer of magic. And that trick just may have been that he had the answer she was seeking… if she wanted it.
linksense:
Do you ever just have the thread about your honeymoon with Yuya get hidden for having “adult content” when 1, the rules said that writing was fine, 2, all you did was mention “sleeping under the sheets” which is what everyone does and it doesn’t even mention if you’re naked or not, and 3, it was taken down on your birthday since they chose that day to be the purge day?
Thanks for the birthday gift tumblr. Such a great site that I could re-code easily, and I’m not even the best hacker on team Playmaker.
oh that was fast. Thank you random Tumblr person! Hopefully you realized that WRITING WAS MEANT TO BE FINE AND THAT’S WHY YOU OKAYED IT SO DAMN FAST.

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Do you ever just have the thread about your honeymoon with Yuya get hidden for having “adult content” when 1, the rules said that writing was fine, 2, all you did was mention “sleeping under the sheets” which is what everyone does and it doesn’t even mention if you’re naked or not, and 3, it was taken down on your birthday since they chose that day to be the purge day?
Thanks for the birthday gift tumblr. Such a great site that I could re-code easily, and I’m not even the best hacker on team Playmaker.
starperformapal:
Yuya was rather observant when he wanted to be – the quality came with the job of being the secret and elusive Phantom of Miami City. So it didn’t take him long to notice Yusaku’s expression shift when he ran his fingers through the ends of his navy blue hair. Yeah, he had a feeling that would help ease him into his suggestion to relax, and he was happy to continue his efforts, wrapping a few strands around his fingertips, just to let them go and repeat the same process all over again, hoping the gentle sensation felt soothing enough for him to relax in his arms.
“I’ll fix that.“
The Phantom grinned as Yusaku gave in and slid his hands up to place them on his back, causing Yuya to let out a light hum as he closed his eyes and let their foreheads rest against one another. He had always loved being held by Yusaku like this. He couldn’t remember what their full relationship was like before thanks to all the holes in his memory, but one thing Yuya knew for sure was that he immediately found comfort in Yusaku’s embrace. Any worries or fears Yuya may have had before about Yuzu and the assassins from LEO Corporation were gone in an instant, completely washed away as he was surrounded in all the warmth Yusaku had to offer.
Hopefully, the Phantom’s loving hacker felt the same way about Yuya’s own affections as he did his best to send his own calming love in the gentle and sweet embrace.
"You feeling alright?” Yuya’s voice was soft, his eyes still closed with their foreheads together as he continued to play with the ends of Yusaku’s dark blue hair. “You looked pretty concerned before. Is something the matter? Y'know… apart from the whole ‘me-bringing-some-girl-here-so-now-we-have-to-keep-her-here-until-our-mission-is-over’ thing?”
The hum that left Yuya made his heart slowly soar into the clouds, causing a smile to come on his face as he chuckled quietly, his chest growing warm as he was able to focus on how it was Yuya in his arms and Yuya alone. No one alive would be able to understand how grateful he was to hold his boyfriend… absolutely no one would ever understand that.
As he held Yuya close to him, their chests inches away from each other as they stood in the center of the hideout, he decided not to listen to his favorite calming soundtrack of their supercomputer as he let it all… fall away… and let himself pretend he was in… another place. In another time.
Yuya was home. He was here, in Yusaku’s arms, and G.O.D wasn’t a threat. Where the two of them were getting ready to go to bed for the night, and Yusaku was about to let two words fall from his lips…
Words that he had on the tip of his tongue to say out loud, but he didn’t get to say — not this time.
——y bir—da—
“You feeling alright?”
Yusaku’s eyes opened faster than anything — a hum escaping him at Yuya’s words as he looks and sees the same face he had been imagining, but with a more concerned face to it than what he was picturing. The white noise of the computer’s fan in the background complete with it’s beeping reminded him that he wasn’t in a warm, shared house — he was here. In the hideout. Looking for G.O.D with Yuya.
The fact of that hurts more than he’d ever care to admit — as the warmth in his heart fades.
“You looked pretty concerned before. Is something the matter? Y'know… apart from the whole ‘me-bringing-some-girl-here-so-now-we-have-to-keep-her-here-until-our-mission-is-over’ thing?”
“No. I’m fine.” Yusaku answers simply, coldly, as Yusaku tightens his hold around the wanted criminal he had ran away with, very obviously intending to leave the subject at that as whatever warmth that was in their embrace was sadly gone, and Yuya was back to square one. It was hard to put emotions back into your interaction with someone when one, they killed your mood, two, they brought up a sore subject, and three, said subject was a reminder that happier times were gone.
Yet, still, he kept his arms tight against Yuya, as if he didn’t want to leave him regardless….
- @starperformapal
-- With eyes clenched shut, attempting to block out the sun as it shone directly into his eyes from the open, natural, patio doorway, Yusaku was left to grunt lightly; tossing and turning against comfortable sheets in a rather soft bed as the sensations alone felt welcoming... but.. new. Alien. Different. After adjusting his position against the sheets, the brightness against what should have been the darkness of his eyelids didn’t at all lessen, and sleep was a window that was closing... with not many options left, he sighed and relented, lifting his hand away from his eyes to look up at a gray ceiling. A gray ceiling with a fan upon it that didn’t at all belong in his usual home.
His mind wasn’t at all awake -- lagged as he rolled his head to the side; staring out into the bright, blue sky covered in specks of pink.. Cherry blossom petals falling away to the ground a story below...
Tired, green eyes continued to watch the petals as they fell, memorizing their color, the way they drifted in the wind, and--...
... Ah.
As the petals fell outside of their patio, he was reminded of the rather large ceremony he had played a rather important part in the day before... of the petals floating and drifting in front of his face, in his hair, and only blocking the view for a mere moment before allowing Yusaku to look into bright, passionate rubies all over again... as he held his hands within his own, and prepared to share vows... before sealing their promise with a kiss.
That’s right... He was away from home, but he was away after taking a quiet limo drive with his partner, to a place where it was just them, and no one else. Quiet seclusion after a loud and open ceremony. A trade off of compromise. A trade off, that, now, as Yusaku Fujiki sat up just slightly against cream colored covers with rose petals scattered around his feet on the end of the bed, had no problems with.
It had definitely worked in his favor~
Yusaku turned over, facing the other side away from the brightness of the rising sun, to see such a peaceful face resting against the floral pillow on the other half of the bed. Yusaku couldn’t help but chuckle, as he watched the entertainer breathe slowly in his sleep...
How he was able to sleep through the bright sun was anyone’s guess. But, considering he was in charge of the event more than Yusaku was... he was probably tired after all his hard work.
... Which meant...
Yusaku slowly, and gently, wrapped his arms around Yuya’s sleeping frame, resting his head against Yuya’s own as his smile remained unfading, small yet bright as he ran a hand through Yuya’s red and green hair, finding himself not used to the weight of the ring against his finger as he stroked his partner’s hair. He kept his voice low, as he spoke to him...
“Hey. Yuya. Yuya. It’s morning.”
“Do you want to keep your husband waiting?”
“... Hm. My back and shoulders... my skin and scars... feel nice.”
Green eyes lifted up -- looking at the shining light of the stars on the horizon, and the glow that rivaled the night’s darkness...
... A smile bright on his features as he spoke out alone.
“It’s over.”
“... I’m free.”
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system-wide shutdown ;;
- @knightofrevolver
Another day, another eight hours of lessons he couldn’t remember for the very life of him at Den City High School. He’s left to open the door to his apartment, which was his and his alone as the AI within his duel disk sung out for presumably the cleaning bot left inside.
“We’re hoooome~!!”
It only takes the boy in a navy uniform a few moments to get down the stairs, where he leaves his school bag by the steps with a thud after discarding it onto the floor before easily sitting on his bed. He lifted his left arm up; allowing the AI to fade into the reaches of his duel disk only to pop up behind a holographic private messaging board displayed in the light. The black and purple being clung to the top of the formed display as glowing yellow eyes looked up towards green that didn’t at all look back.
He was too focused on one message and one message alone -- something he got the notification for just as he left classes for the day. Something that made him want to come home faster than anything.
A message from Ryoken-K.
“Talking to him again, are you?” The Ignis asked, to surprisingly get an answer from his owner.
“Yeah.”
The AI tilted his head as Yusaku opened up the message fully against his duel disk’s projection -- accessed easily despite not being in Link VRAINS physically, or fully logged in. The message was simple -- something that caused the freshman’s heart to grow warm at the thought. Just a simple request to ask how he was. It had been quite a while since he had received any information from his nearly anonymous informant, but the rate of their messages increased as the amount of intel decreased... and frankly, Yusaku couldn’t find it in him to mind.
Not as he had the ghost of a smile come on his face for a moment, causing the AI to lightly giggle at the sight, as Yusaku’s fingers tapped the reply button, and made quick work with replying.
... Out of the corner of his eye, however, he watched the screen of the computer he left in sleep mode, flicker slightly. The sound popped, and that only signaled one thing -- leaving his hand to still as green eyes lifted up to look at the screen, a green light turning on as the screen stayed black, and the tiny being on his duel disk swiveled around with a gasp -- looking at the same device.
“Go. Now.” Yusaku whispered to him, hearing a tiny whimper leave the being before it dove back down into the screen on his duel disk. With Ai now safe and out of view, he lifted his head up entirely -- brows furrowed, and heart once again left cold as Ryoken-K would have to wait for his reply from Playmaker.
“Revolver.” He curtly greeted, wasting no time on being blunt with the spy who constantly invaded his home and school spaces -- as if tracking him everywhere he went. It made no sense to him; as Yusaku Fujiki wasn’t a duelist by any stretch, or so everyone believed, and yet somehow the ordinary boy attracted the attention of the leader of the Knights of Hanoi. He was sure he had no idea he was Playmaker, not that Revolver made anything on that matter clear. But during the leader’s invasive moments, he had done his best to hide such a fact.
It was a curious situation Playmaker found himself in... but he’d stand his ground -- however long it took.
He had to wonder, though... just what did Revolver want from someone as ordinary as Yusaku Fujiki?
(@three-reasons-why) ((hello mirror!!)) "Please don't go..."
@three-reasons-why
How in the world he ended up back here was anyone’s guess, but something he did know of was how his heart was shaking in his chest -- the ghost of past fear as all that was in his ears was a familiar ambient whirr, bright lights all around. All he wanted was to get out, out, out... but as a tiny tug downward against his white shirt by a tiny hand grabbed his attention, fear still gripped him, but his heart ached as he was left to stare down at eyes that matched his own -- at hair that was exactly like his.
He stared at his smaller self, terrified and starved, as his VR headset had been left against the floor after a recent duel. His heart ached, his urge for action rising, as he heard the tiniest little voice --
Did he always sound like that, when crying for help when all hope was lost...?
“Please don’t go...”
He sighed, kneeling down to his younger self against a white floor, surrounded by white walls as he placed a hand on his younger self’s shoulder.
“Don’t worry yourself. I won’t leave you.” He said; knowing all too well that those were the exact words his younger self wanted to hear, ten years ago.
He never thought he’d be back here. He never thought he’d ever be trapped in this hell again... yet. Here he was.
“I won’t leave you behind. I’ll get you out of here.”
Ice took control of his veins as he made a promise he was all too aware he couldn’t exactly keep. His self from ten years ago didn’t want him to leave... but in a room with no windows and no doors... where was he supposed to go...?
He had to think of a way out. He couldn’t stay here, and he couldn’t leave himself behind, problems with destroying the past be damned. It may be the same room, but he was older -- smarter.
He turned his gaze to the black numbers; the only thing different against the white.
He’d find a way out -- there had to be one. And he’d finally let himself free.
❛ you make me feel and I don’t like it. I want it to stop. now. ❜ [knightofrevolver]
@knightofrevolver
“You talk as if I can stop it.” Playmaker spoke softly against the gust and rush of the data storm surrounding him; tightening his grip against Revolver’s hands as they stayed within his own -- entwined together as their monsters stayed on the sidelines by their side as they stayed in the eye of the storm, Playmaker’s forehead unfortunately being stuck with a clear mask as it’s companion. “I can’t.
Not when you’re not the only one.”
“You’re the enemy. I shouldn’t have this warmth in my heart by your side...
... But I do. Why is that...?”
SHIPPY-ISH/FLUFF-ISH STARTERS ❛ I love you so much…❜ ❛ Can I kiss you ? ❜ ❛ You are so beautiful — So fucking beautiful. ❜ ❛ Close your eyes, you can trust me. ❜ ❛ I got you a present-❜ ❛ Kiss me. ❜ ❛ Love me– ❜ ❛ Mmm, taste like cherries. ❜ ❛ Pull me in, Pull me in - ❜ ❛ Make love to me…❜ ❛ I love your eyes… ❜ ❛ You got wipe cream there .❜ ❛ Waffles or pancakes ? ❜ ❛ Knock It off that tickles ! ❜ ❛ You’re so warm… ❜ ❛ I can hear your heart beat — it’s soft.❜ ❛ it’s raining outside and all I can think about is you. ❜ ❛ Hold my hand - ❜ ❛ We have something special, You and I.❜ ❛ You mean everything to me. ❜ ❛ When can I see you again ?❜ ❛ Say my name, just one last time… ❜ ❛ You’re a mystery worth solving. ❜ ❛ I trust you — that means a lot more than love.❜ ❛ I fall in love with you every time I open my eyes. ❜ ❛ You are infinite like the universe. ❜ ❛ Kiss me like you wanna be loved. ❜ ❛ You’re the apple of my eye.❜ ❛ You make me happy. ❜ ❛ You make me feel safe…❜ ❛ Hold me just a little longer… ❜ ❛ Please don’t let go.❜ ❛ All my fears go away when I’m with you - ❜ ❛ Thank you for teaching me what love is. ❜ ❛ Aye, share the blankets ! ❜ ❛ love is an action word, prove it to me. ❜
❛ ready or not here I come ! ❜
❛ Ah! I scared you didn’t I ?❜ ❛ I know you love me - ❜ ❛ These flowers match your eyes. ❜ ❛ I’m gonna catch you !❜ ❛ We should carve our name in this tree. ❜ ❛ Every moment with you is special ❜ ❛ Hold on tight ! ❜ ❛ Give me a kiss for good luck - ❜ ❛ think about me. ❜
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borreloaded:
“I never said i would do it. It was more of a musing, besides, have i ever used the double draw skill?” He waits for a moment before answering himself, “Exactly, i didn’t think so, I look only for fair duels where it is evenly matched, I do not like dirty tricks so to say”
…excusing the bird cage incident..
To the question about the Double Draw skill, Playmaker falls silent. But that doesn’t mean he’s done with the topic. Once Revolver talks about how he likes to play fair, it was only fair that Playmaker got to say his piece.
“You have not used it, but as their leader, you approved of their skill. As far as evenly matched duels being the ones you seek, it’s understandable. Fairness does not concern me, however. My dueling always wins.”
Fire Prison was kind of a dick move, though, just fyi.
borreloaded:
“It could be worse. they could draw a pot of greed and then draw a pot of greed from the pot of greed.. “
His brows furrow, and he scowls slightly. Are you fucking serious right now, Revolver. You’re supposed to be an intimidating leader, yet here you are making immature jokes about a children’s card game. Revolver please.
“That’s toying with your opponent.”