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mic-check-stims · 1 month
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The versions of these panels I had were such a weird quality that this is all I could do with them. This is the fine wine I've made of the withered grapes that are these images. The french toast saving these stale ass pictures from being trashed.
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ezrealsicons · 5 months
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀random yu-gi-oh icons﹒⟆ 𝟏𝟐𝟎𝐱𝟏𝟐𝟎
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lumieron · 3 months
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ishtar layouts, credit to use!
psd by @cutesiplushi
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serexvu · 1 day
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marik ishtar from yugioh
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5seraphim · 10 months
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lesbian ishtar icons
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merryfortune · 3 months
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their kiss, laced with the perfume of dahlias
Written for Femslash February 2024
Day 7. Dahlia
Title: their kiss, laced with the perfume of dahlias
Ship: Visionshipping | Ishizu/Mai
Word Count: 1,469
Universe: Duel Monsters
Rating: G
Tags: Established Relationship, Fluff, Holidays, Public Displays of Affection
  For all the gravity with which Ishizu carried herself, there was an element of which had never felt real to her.
   She was sheltered. Sculpted. A mouthpiece, an extension of her previous incarnation’s self and the wearer of the Millenium Necklace.
   For example, she knew what flowers were. How they would be described botanically, what purpose they served in the ecosystem and even admire their beauty. She even had her favourites amongst the ones she had read of but text on a page and secondhand accounts, they couldn’t accurately depict the scent of a flower, or its touch.
   And that was just a trivial example of the Plato’s cave that Ishizu found herself within.
   There was so much outside of the realm of Ishizu’s lived experience. She could forgive her brother for wanting to live it. No one else could live it for him, after all. Only he could. That was, however, not an indulgence that Ishizu would give herself. 
   At least not until her duties were done and the ghosts of the past had been put to rest.
   However, Ishizu refused to allow this to be a weakness, to even give a hint of it. She kept her mouth closed on all occasions and allowed the Millenium Necklace to wield her as necessary but there was one incident where her guard slipped.
   She crossed paths with Kujaku Mai and that desire to feel real, to experience what was real, wafted through Ishizu as she caught the scent of Mai’s perfume in passing. They were going in opposite directions. Mai was on her way to the communal restrooms; Ishizu was on her way to her room and just that… 
   It was enough to weaken her and entice her.
   “What a beautiful perfume.” Ishizu thoughtlessly said to herself, not even realising she was thinking out loud.
   Not until the click of Mai’s heels on the hard flooring of the Kaiba Corp. blimp ceased and she turned around, laughing, amused, “Thank you. It's a Mexican perfume with dahlias. Quite an unusual scent, don’t you think?”
   “Ah, yes, indeed.” Ishizu said and she would have liked for the small talk to end there.
   “Have you ever been?” Mai asked. “To Mexico?”
   “No.” Ishizu replied.
   “I think you’d like it there. Just a hunch though.” Mai shrugged.
   And now it did.
   Ishizu held onto her sigh of relief. She did not want to drop her mask of mystery and mystique but she could tell Kujaku Mai had a keen eye for details on people. Just from hunches.
   The fact that it was a dahlia based perfume… Well, now that was a funny trick of fate. Ishizu would have to admit because she had never seen a dahlia in real life, nor would she have begun to have guessed that was the smell of them but dahlias were one of the flowers she liked in theory.
   It was every bit as unique a smell as her books had promised. It was fresh and crisp with a sharp undertone of bitterness to mix with the natural floral scent of the bright and eclectic flower. Ishizu liked it. 
   She did not allow herself, however, to admit she liked it especially on Mai.
   Dahlias symbolised good taste and that seemed to be an apt association for Kujaku Mai: a woman often embroiled in what others might call opulence and luxury.
   Mai was famed for her keen sense of smell, likely having hyperosmia as her now debunked strategy of cheating that Ishizu had heard about involved her lacing her cards with different perfumes. Forty cards to a deck, well, of course she would have quite the collection of perfumes to cycle through.
   Still, that one little encounter, it survived surprisingly well in the every twisting, merging and unmerging of fate, like river deltas in perpetual flux because on the other side of it, Ishizu and Mai found themselves again. Several years later. Going in the same direction this time.
   Mai was a globetrotting Duelist with her name chanted through electric crowds. Ishizu’s archaeology was famed far and wide, she was making waves in academia. It seemed only natural, somehow, that their paths would cross and the connection that they shared all those years ago would turn into a close companionship.
   Especially now that Ishizu was free of those duties that had kept her weighed down akin to Atlas. 
   “See?” Mai giggled. “I told you that you’d love Mexico.”
   Their relationship didn’t have a proper name. Mai didn’t want to be tied down and nor did Ishizu but they still wanted to be attached to one another. Both loved their country of origin and freedom as young adults on the other side of twenty-something to give that up.
   However, lovers and girlfriends might be close but their holidays, like this one, were almost akin to honeymoons given that both ladies disavowed work on them.
   “Yes, you did say that.” Ishizu said but she was almost too enchanted by her surroundings to reply - and she sounded just as airy. Her heart welled up with emotions as she added, “You remembered?”
   “How could I forget?” Mai asked as she snaked her arm around Ishizu’s waist, pulling her in for a half embrace. “It was our first meeting.” 
   Ishizu was highly flattered by the reply as Mai walked her through the Sunday market. They were going to visit Xochimilco later, in the afternoon, and see the canals and listen to the music of mariachi bands playing for tourists like them but already, Ishizu was entranced by the more ordinary locales such as this marketplace. 
   These streets were festooned with traditional architecture and buzzed with commerce. People came and went in throngs, there was chatting and laughter, bargaining and purchasing. The smell of food was strong and made Ishizu’s mouth water as she was tempted by every street vendor or stall selling fruit picked fresh this morning in the wee hours of dawn. The hustle and bustle, the clamour of it all, absolutely enraptured Ishizu.
   She wasn’t a smiley woman, not by a longshot, but her expression was open and light-hearted as she wandered the cobblestone streets with Mai.
   The sheer joy and delight of it all, and underneath an endless azure sky, was a far cry from Ishizu’s upbringing. The desert was barren by night, the stone halls silent even during the height of day and so, she all but celebrated this moment to be amongst the sights and sounds, the smells, too.
   As Mai picked something out from one of the stalls - this one run by a kindly-looking elderly lady and her middle aged son. She nodded, asking wordlessly for permission, to pick up a glass bottle and she beckoned for Ishizu’s attention.
    “No way, I thought these weren’t made anymore.” Mai said, excited. “Look, it’s the perfume I was wearing when I met you. Must be our lucky day.”
   Ishizu blinked curiously. The bottle was pink and multifaceted, with gold lettering on the front of it and attached as an old-fashioned, fuzzy squeeze. Mai paid for it and immediately gifted it to her.
   “Do you want to try wearing it?” Mai asked, her voice dropping low to a whisper as she got on her tip-toes to talk to her.
   “I would.” Ishizu replied.
   Mai hummed as she went back down onto the balls of her feet. They shuffled off to the side, to a dip in the cement and a sliver of the alleyway between the old buildings that enclosed either side of the stone channel the marketplace inhabited.
   Mai took Ishizu’s hand and undid the cap, having enough forethought to not use an asthmatic trigger in public lest it cause an issue. And so, she gently rubbed it on Ishizu’s wrist by taking off the cap and tapping it, coaxing out the liquid to spritz Ishizu.
   The fluid of the perfume was cold on Ishizu’s skin. Runny, too, and of course pungent. Ishizu got a deep breath of it even from far away but when Mai recapped it, she took that as her cue. She drew up her hand to her face and closed her eyes.
   She savoured it. Not just the perfume but all her surroundings. Ishizu was certain, she was in love. With Mexico, with her favourite flowers, and yes, with Mai. She smiled a small smile as her eyes opened ever so slightly.
   “Thank you, Mai.” Ishizu said. “I love it.”
   “I think it suits you, too.” Mai flirted.
   Ishizu didn’t need to read minds to know what Mai was insinuating so she leaned down. Mai initiated a kiss and Ishizu chastely returned her affections. She felt the warm wind blow and their kiss, laced with the perfume of dahlias, was lost in the humdrum ordinance of it all.
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your-fave-is-plural · 7 months
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can I get one for Marik Ishtar is canonical traumagenic...
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yes you can!
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ygoicons · 8 months
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187 ISHIZU ISHTAR ICONS / YGO MANGA
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oddconvictions · 5 days
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i do believe in inanna superiority btw
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the-void-archives · 1 year
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Ishtar ▪︎ Avatar ⟨101 Icons⟩
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mic-check-stims · 3 months
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SHIT ITS VALENTINES MONTH AROACE BEAM GO GO GO
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m0rb1dspade · 11 months
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Seliph x ishtar pfps
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aestromeri · 2 months
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Hey so, I was preparing the orders from my shop for monday and on my box were i keep my packing stuff i found some extra Marik charms, heh
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I have only 6 left at the time of this post, if you already ordered and want to include him too let me know in a message during this weekend so you don't pay double shipping :>
My apologies -_-);;
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lumieron · 4 months
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anon requested: lesbian ishtar + gay reinhardt icons, credit to use!
do not tag as ship. or reblog with that intention.
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serexvu · 2 months
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ishtar from fate/grand order
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marcmorrigan · 1 year
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more WIP crops but icymi mariks choker is a) a reference to the one britney wore at the 2000 VMAs and b) has tiny millennium rods on it
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