and there will be love! and candy! and occasional puzzleshipping recs!
Even though I object to Puzzleshipping, the way to my inner Puzzleshipper is clearly (a) a healthy dose of mocking humour, (b) canon screenshots.
Here's a Puzzleshipping fic linked to me by whisperinghope which I found hilarious. ;)
After a moment, the shadow of Yuugi rose from the ground and formed into the semi-transparent apparition of his other self.
“I don’t know, aibou,” he said, sighing through gossamer-transparent lips, “I’m not sure if Kaiba’s going to keep dating you if you allow your other self to mock him in the shadows of your heart.”
Yuugi heaved a theatrical sigh, pressing his hands to his chest. “ ‘Seto, my darling,’ ” he said, doing his very best not to break character, “ ‘that was the other me. You know I love you, and I’m sorry that you’ve lost three more employees to insanity...’ I think you’re right; it would never work out. Oh, other me!” he exclaimed with laughter, pitching his voice up to falsetto, “my love has deserted me for entirely reasonable... reasons! My life is over! Hand me the dagger given to me by my father, for I have invoked great shame upon my family! Woe!”
“Aibou,” the other Yuugi said, and Yuugi nearly spat and choked with laughter at the other Yuugi’s ridiculously exaggerated bass voice, “if Kaiba cannot see how truly pure and innocent you are-”
“As if!” Yuugi interjected playfully.
“And how beautiful is your soul, and your heart of light and candy and flowers-” Yuugi was stumbling and hacking on his laughter at the way that ridiculously deep voice said such stupid things, “-and how your eyes shimmer like stars trapped in gemstones-”
“Stop, you’re going to kill me!”
“-then he does not deserve your radiant love. Come!” The other Yuugi seized him around the waist and flung him over an arm, like ballroom dancers, so almost all of Yuugi’s weight was supported by a mostly invisible arm, “let us run away together!”
“Not again!” Yuugi groaned, placing the back of his wrist against his forehead in a gesture of theatric woe, but the other Yuugi was not yet done.
“But it will be full of romance!” he protested, still in that ridiculously bass voice, “and love! And occasional kittens! In love!”
“You know,” said Yuugi in his own, normal voice, “if anyone were watching, they’d think I was stark raving mad.” He paused. “And that my balance is amazing. ”
The other Yuugi smirked, letting Yuugi’s weight slip a little bit, but did not release him to fall. “Let’s get married and have a thousand babies. You get to carry them.”
“Wait, why am I the woman?” Yuugi protested, pulling himself back to standing. He tried huffing away from the other, but the mansion was still a good five minute long walk away. (And how had Kaiba disappeared so fast?)
“ ‘Oh, other me!’ ” The other Yuugi mimicked, his falsetto not nearly as high as Yuugi’s. He added, in his own baritone, “You started it.”
Chapter 14:
Considering how obsessed he is with gaming , noted the other, he’d probably enjoy playing with two Yuugis .
Gah! Bad images! Yuugi cried, his eyes in actual pain from squeezing them so tightly closed, his helmet pressed into Kaiba’s back. It’s a marine sandwich! Seahorse, trapped between twin starfish!
Also, this is an interesting song:
a-ha, don't do me any favours
Don't do me any favors
I don't wanna play that game
I do not want to see myself
As someone that you saved
I'd rather be your adversary
Than to be your slave
Cuz every friendly gesture
Turns my stomach inside out
Don't do me any favors
I am better off without
More on the lack-of-existence of Archaishipping: I found Sacrifice (1/4), by discordantrhyme, a Thief King Bakura/Seth fic. Here's 2/4, 3/4. I don't think it was ever finished, unless it happens to be locked.
Also, nice Malik and Bakura icons.
Here's a Puzzleshipping fic linked to me by whisperinghope which I found hilarious. ;)
After a moment, the shadow of Yuugi rose from the ground and formed into the semi-transparent apparition of his other self.
“I don’t know, aibou,” he said, sighing through gossamer-transparent lips, “I’m not sure if Kaiba’s going to keep dating you if you allow your other self to mock him in the shadows of your heart.”
Yuugi heaved a theatrical sigh, pressing his hands to his chest. “ ‘Seto, my darling,’ ” he said, doing his very best not to break character, “ ‘that was the other me. You know I love you, and I’m sorry that you’ve lost three more employees to insanity...’ I think you’re right; it would never work out. Oh, other me!” he exclaimed with laughter, pitching his voice up to falsetto, “my love has deserted me for entirely reasonable... reasons! My life is over! Hand me the dagger given to me by my father, for I have invoked great shame upon my family! Woe!”
“Aibou,” the other Yuugi said, and Yuugi nearly spat and choked with laughter at the other Yuugi’s ridiculously exaggerated bass voice, “if Kaiba cannot see how truly pure and innocent you are-”
“As if!” Yuugi interjected playfully.
“And how beautiful is your soul, and your heart of light and candy and flowers-” Yuugi was stumbling and hacking on his laughter at the way that ridiculously deep voice said such stupid things, “-and how your eyes shimmer like stars trapped in gemstones-”
“Stop, you’re going to kill me!”
“-then he does not deserve your radiant love. Come!” The other Yuugi seized him around the waist and flung him over an arm, like ballroom dancers, so almost all of Yuugi’s weight was supported by a mostly invisible arm, “let us run away together!”
“Not again!” Yuugi groaned, placing the back of his wrist against his forehead in a gesture of theatric woe, but the other Yuugi was not yet done.
“But it will be full of romance!” he protested, still in that ridiculously bass voice, “and love! And occasional kittens! In love!”
“You know,” said Yuugi in his own, normal voice, “if anyone were watching, they’d think I was stark raving mad.” He paused. “And that my balance is amazing. ”
The other Yuugi smirked, letting Yuugi’s weight slip a little bit, but did not release him to fall. “Let’s get married and have a thousand babies. You get to carry them.”
“Wait, why am I the woman?” Yuugi protested, pulling himself back to standing. He tried huffing away from the other, but the mansion was still a good five minute long walk away. (And how had Kaiba disappeared so fast?)
“ ‘Oh, other me!’ ” The other Yuugi mimicked, his falsetto not nearly as high as Yuugi’s. He added, in his own baritone, “You started it.”
Chapter 14:
Considering how obsessed he is with gaming , noted the other, he’d probably enjoy playing with two Yuugis .
Gah! Bad images! Yuugi cried, his eyes in actual pain from squeezing them so tightly closed, his helmet pressed into Kaiba’s back. It’s a marine sandwich! Seahorse, trapped between twin starfish!
Also, this is an interesting song:
a-ha, don't do me any favours
Don't do me any favors
I don't wanna play that game
I do not want to see myself
As someone that you saved
I'd rather be your adversary
Than to be your slave
Cuz every friendly gesture
Turns my stomach inside out
Don't do me any favors
I am better off without
More on the lack-of-existence of Archaishipping: I found Sacrifice (1/4), by discordantrhyme, a Thief King Bakura/Seth fic. Here's 2/4, 3/4. I don't think it was ever finished, unless it happens to be locked.
Also, nice Malik and Bakura icons.