My first fic for the YGO fandom!
Rating: T
Pairing: Jounouchi/Kaiba
Summary: As always, Jounouchi tries his luck at winning the unattainable.
“It’s not really a bet if you’re asking me to do something I would normally do, right? I don’t normally lower my standards,” Kaiba said as he crossed his legs, “but tonight, I’ll make an exception.”
Jounouchi was too hopeful to even register the insult. He did sense impending doom, though. “What happens if I lose?”
“You will never play Duel Monsters again.”
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Yugioh was a show I’d watch as a kid. Imagine my surprise and sadness to hear the creator passed away 🥺
Here’s an old drawing in my sketchbook I was proud of as a kid.
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Genuinely, I just cannot comprehend anyone saying that Laerryn vs Essek in a duel would be an even fight.
Laerryn is a con wizard with the Tough feat, mechanically, just to START. She will kill a sitting politician at a moment's notice without worry. She's maybe the most overfunded wizard in history. Essek is a dex wizard who almost got taken out by a pair of magic sleep handcuffs. He defaults to utility caster. And, while both of them will become unhinged if the person they love is threatened in anyway, Laerryn will straight up take down the world in the process and Essek is just as likely to physically drag Caleb out of the fight instead of retaliating.
I'm sorry, but there is literally no contest here. Essek would be a very pretty stain on the ground in seconds. God forbid women do anything.
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Billy sips his coffee and wishes it was beer. But Steve gave him one stern look when he reached for the bottle, so he took milk instead.
"You," Henderson says, squinting his eyes like they're in a stupid Western and about to draw their guns.
It's not a duel, Steve had explained. He just wanted them to meet, to get to know each other, apparently forgetting that Billy Hargrove doesn't hang out with nerds.
"'Sup," Billy grumbles. He can hear Steve rummaging upstairs, probably taking longer to join them than necessary. Harrington's a bad liar with a heart of gold.
That's why Billy…. Well, he should probably try to not get into a fight. Steve is the only good thing in his life. The definition of good - another reason why Billy doesn’t fucking deserve him.
"He likes you," Henderson tells him, a puzzled look on his face. "Why?"
The coffee turns cold on Billy's tongue. Fuck him, why should he know?
"Got my qualities." He puts on a leering grin and winks at Henderson.
Dustin's nose turns a little green and he makes a belching sound.
Billy cackles.
"Billy." Steve clicks his tongue. Shit. Billy didn't notice him coming back.
Billy raises his hands. "I didn't do shit," he promises.
"Babe," Steve says, rolling his eyes and Billy's face grows hot.
"Babe," Dustin repeats, a twinkle in his eyes. Distraught and joy melt together, making him grin widely.
"It's a joke," Billy lies. Shit shit shit. He's going to tell Max and Billy will never hear the end of it. "Steve's joking."
"Uh, sure," Steve agrees, cheeks as red as cherries.
"Steve, you really need to get better at lying," Dustin laughs. "Maybe Babe here-"
"Henderson," Billy growls. Dustin will regret that.
"Jesus," Steve sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"This isn't what I expected," Dustin snorts, still giggling.
"Same," Billy says flatly.
"If you don't kiss in front of me, I won't tell Max," the kid offers.
Billy won't get blackmailed by a baby nerd.
He gives Steve a big wet kiss on the mouth.
Dustin makes a strangled noise.
Maybe it's a duel after all.
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