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Mused on how the paths of the Thief King and Kisara may have crossed within somewhat canon events.

After the dragon form of Kisara's spirit killed the slave traders that destroyed and pillaged young Set's village, the surviving villagers quickly spread word of what they had witnessed across the region. Such news soon led to dramatic rumors. Then born was the urban legend of a mystical white-winged serpent roaming the endless dunes of Deshret, preying upon lost wonderers and trade caravans.

Meanwhile, Bakura would have undoubtedly caught wind of this myth throughout his vagabond travels and early exploits. At first, he may dismiss it as nothing more than a grandiose story fabricated by the bored and simple-minded.

Now, there are two ways he can go about this.

He decides, instead, to go the objectively funnier way.

He calls Karim over, but instead of having him escort the thief out of the palace, he instead has Karim do a "wall-sit" squatting position.

And he sits right in the Priest's lap instead, and goes right back to his paperwork.

Other candidates:

Eli's Atem. After reading a couple interactions, yeah, and /s I hate it lol

I think that made me wonder if Mariku would work with other Atems/Yami Yugis

I don't know darknesskng too well, but their TKB gives off a certain energy that I wonder if it would resonate with your Mariku. (It would be a chaotic ship, probably. I think they would push each other's buttons a lot.)

I wish we could see some more interaction with Ra's Marik and your Marik, but I don't know if I'd call it a ship exactly?

I wish there was someone from Zexal I could see being a ship, but I'm not sure yet

I feel like there's one I'm missing

I dunno, make of this what you will. XD

Actually tagged this as IC replies, but I gotta move to ooc territory now to comment on this:

1.) Agreed. Not only is Deathshipping my favorite, Ryo (@starlitmemoriam) and Mariku are just getting along so well, it was almost shocking... like we cluldn't bend them in any direction.

The magnetism was beyond creepy and exciting.

2.) Eli's Atem (@ofthepuzzle) is definitely great shipping material. We resonate super well about a lot of things and apparently, whenever they come together our muses just so happen to be risktakers for the highest benefit.

I have done Clashshipping in the past but it never felt this natural to me 😌

3.) You and meboth, Anon. @darknesskng and I had a few IM interactions and we exchanged a bit of writing. I don't know them well, yet, but they have a nice spice in their portrayal. Probably oneof the muses around that could become really dangerous for shadow boi.

He'd have to feel out the waters first, before getting into any kind of relationship, since he has dealt with enough toxic and suppressing situations in his life.

4.) I swear Ra's Marik (@iilahalzili) is such a different brand, I'm very happy they portray him so extremely versatile and differently. In all honesty, I could maybe see them circling each other, but I don't know if it would lead to anything.

My muse at least shows off his brightest smile, but when nobody is looking, I imagine them both going exactly like this:

Oh well.... idk anything about Zexal *shrugs*

I mean, I know people tell me over and over and OVER that the other YuGiOh arcs are worth a watch... I just don't know how to fit them in my schedule and if I would enjoy them... *sighs*

I have so little time for things, I enjoy anymore that I don't wanna waste it on things that I might end up being bored by.

What you MAY be missing are Bakura muses. I can see those being linked to him =w= I can also see Yugis in that position. I would also like to see Mais in that position, but I just don't see Mais at all T.T ... @kujakudarling is a possible candidate as well :3

@darknesskng sent- ( Happy birthday! )

....Once more, with feeling.

And again, and again, and again. The game board always resets, the pieces cleaned, and the board put away, the box shut and put to gather dust.

The sun's light and the evening darkness battled, a long fight that lasted through the night, as Apep would rise from the mists of the Underworld, a great beast cloaked in the scales of the night, and he would rise, fangs gleaming, the sea of darkness his home, and he was the great beast of Apophis, the darkness that would fall over the entire world as the God Eater who would rise, who would swallow the sun in his gaping maw, who would blot out the sun with his poison and the hood of the serpent would be the wings of war, the fire that would fall from the sky, the ash that flesh would become, the blood and bones of the fallen, and the darkness would swallow the whole of the land, and always, with every morning, would come the sun.

Their dance was as eternal as the celestial spinning of the sun and moon. The emptiness of the void between the stars. Their battle was the movement of the elegance of the universe. Embodied in the flesh of the humans that followed them.

His chariot had been shot out from under him, by the chase he'd given to the thief. His sidearm remained--a simple sword--with his bow and quiver on hand. And yet he still gave chase, on foot. Long past the point of caring about the arrowheads he'd yet to pull out of his back and legs. To stop the bleeding. He'd attend to that later.

Rather, he stared down the thief, arrow knocked, aiming to fire. The King of Thieves was a splash of blood in darkness. Red eyes and red blood and red was the sun drowning and bleeding across the horizon. The evening sun was falling. Osiris rose in the sky, and Ra stared down Apep.

He still didn't look up from his scrolls, however, he was intruiged by the apparent challenge being issued to him.

So, he clicked his fingers.

His face still not moving from its set position--it must be a talent at this point, truly, particularly since he was beginning to write upside-down--he was lifted in one, muscular arm, and then High Priest Shada appeared. Both moved into a squatting position, one knee out. He sat, lazily, one leg crossed over the other, and casually tucked himself into a throne of beefcake muscle.

He licked his finger, and flicked to his next papyrus roll. Crossed and uncrossed his legs.