Wilt

May. 19th, 2017 04:39 am
devils_solitude: (gun)
The desire for selfish possession brings about the wilting of that which is coveted.

petals withered, essence unbloomed )

(Part of the Moments of 海城 collective: Let Me Taste the Blood of Your Mouth/Gift Me the Oceans in Which You’ve Drowned)

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devils_solitude: (death)
Untouched by the grace of the light he seeks, taunted by its existence in the one he resents, what Seto isn't allow to have, no one else can either.

break its wings; eclipse its light )

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devils_solitude: (death)
When one holds the intensity of the brightest stars, and other subsists on the voracity of the darkest black holes, their collision sparks both the creation and destruction of all they know.

He is the light so craved; he is the umbra that haunts )

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devils_solitude: (seto smirk)
I know the first bit may seem redundant, but it won't be if I continue this AU! If I don't, then consider this my practice at writing diva!men sassing each other. After which I do a 180 and try to make Katsuya the adorable klutz he is.

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and somewhere between all that Seto does something nice off scene )

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devils_solitude: (seto smirk)
This is totally not an excuse for me to write how beautiful Seto is. Nope. What'd make you even think that?

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even Katsuya has to admit that Seto has a pretty face... still an asshole though )

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devils_solitude: (seto smirk)
A YGO x GG crossover with daemon_angelus! I just wanted to write indulgent Kaijou, focusing more on their banter and teasing that my usual fics don't really get to explore. Oh, and also because I wanted cute!Katsuya, and diva!Seto. Not even sorry at this point.

in which Seto uses increasingly impossible chores as reasons to keep Katsuya in his office )

Want to see what happens when Katsuya asks Sol for help? Head over here to find out!

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devils_solitude: (francis)
Based on an idea that got way out of hand after I drew Katsuya in a collar. Oops. Featuring an introspective look at KaiJou, exploring the quirks of their characters around the catalyst of said undergarment and collar. Oh, and no, there won't be sexy times. (How on earth did I manage to circumvent that with two of the most prime items for said sexy times??)

in which Katsuya wears a very form fitting pair of boxer-briefs... and argues with Seto )

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devils_solitude: (older katsuya)
When days turn into months into years, even the most determined individuals falter after being dealt an unfavourable hand by fate. A character study of Jounouchi Katsuya; post-canon set after the events of YGO DM when everyone is into adulthood, and assuming DSoD never happened.

because sometimes it's your own hand that stifles the fires of youthful optimism )

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Enough

Oct. 29th, 2016 02:54 am
devils_solitude: (gun)
There's a desperation in both of them, for a coupling that never could, never would be. All they can do is defy, and revel in the present, because whatever it is they have is better than nothing at all.


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I never thought I'd be able to feel again, let alone write.

It's an... Indescribable feeling you can say, for the lack of a better word. And all thanks to a seemingly insignificant fanfiction by a stranger hidden in a corner of cyberspace.

Sounds crazy doesn't it? How is it that a mere fanfiction is able to elicit such a response from me; breaking the 2 years of dry writing spell (and around 1 year of 'unfeelingness') I was trapped in?

Before you shrug it off as me massively inflating the significance of this incident due to my innate rabid fangirl instincts for the fandom (which by the way, I'm not even *that* crazy over, yet), I suggest you read, or skim through it.

click 
 
Looks like a typical fic? I'll let you continue reading it for another 10 or 15 minutes before you decide.

Besides the absolutely divine use of the English language, the other element of it - which probably helped me immensely in rediscovering the meaning of passion and emotions - is that of the setting. Instead of spinning this ludicrous world in which all the characters are variations of a fairy tale's Prince Charming, the fic was set in a world mirroring that of ours, with each character endearingly flawed. I guess that's why the imagery created was so real, so vivid.

While many are lured by the impossible exaggerations of fantasies, I find myself most captivated, and humbled by the beauty of normalcy. Your senses and imagination dulls over time with repeated, increasing doses of these perfect mythical worlds, wishing for a sinful release from the mundane. But in the end, it is only when you discover, or rediscover the hidden dimension of beauty in the ordinary can your heart finally be content. It was never about drowning yourself in the ideal, but learning to look at reality in a new light. 

That was basically the... Revelation? Epiphany? I had after reading it. 

I fell into a dreamless, yet happy, and perhaps relieved, sleep after reading all 5 parts just before the break of dawn. Only after 20 hours or so later am I able to gather my thoughts in a... Slightly more coherent train, enabling me to write this post. It's rare for me to sing praises for anyone, let alone an annoymous netizen whose path I'd never crossed before. I guess that just says how the story managed to strike a chord deep within me, the resulting notes resonating in my soul, releasing me from the mental prison I was trapped in.

Thank you for releasing the latent feelings in me. Thank you for letting me rediscover my long-lost love for the language. Thank you for motivating me to start, and continue writing again, even if I'll never be able to match the brilliance you have shown me.

Thank you, for showing me that the world is indeed worth living for.
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