Whatever, But At Least Make Kaiba Seto Lose To The Reader In A Match

Whatever, but at least make Kaiba Seto lose to the reader in a match

Why did you send this twice anon

But, your wish is my command

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Content: Seto Kaiba x gn!Reader

Warnings: None

Notes: I did this as a warm-up, so its pretty short. If you want a part two where they reconcile, just send in the ask and I shall get to it when I can. Thank you!

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You watched Seto's life points drop to zero, and the holograms projecting your monsters and trap cards disappeared. Seto froze, but his fists remained shaky. His adopted fathers words rang in his head... to fail is to die, Seto.

He felt his heart skip a beat when his life points made that God awful sound, signaling he had dropped to zero. He never thought his partner could beat him in duel monsters. The arena stands slowly lowered them both to the ground, where Mokuba was watching. He loved you, but he loved his brother more.

Mokuba ran to Seto, yelling for him all the way. Seto was still frozen in shock, staring right at you. You felt bad, but at the same time glad to know all that time learning duel monsters has paid off. You began to walk over to him, and that's when you realized he had a hundred yard stare, instead of staring straight at you.

Mokuba tried shaking the sense back into Seto, but it reminded him too much of his first duel with Yugi, where he went into a coma. Mokuba felt tears well up in his eyes. As you approached Seto, Mokuba whipped around and suddenly turned on you.

"Don't you dare come any closer!"

"What? Mokuba, it's all just a game, I'm here to help-"

"No! You stay away from my brother! Get out!" Mokuba's tears fell down his cheeks.

You looked over at Seto, who continued not to look at you. His cards still laid on the virtual board. If Seto was going to act like a sore loser, then maybe you should just leave.

"Fine." And with that, you turned and left the area all together.

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It’s past midnight in Japan now which can only mean one thing.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SETO !!!✨

Well, it’s like what you said here

EXPECT. we do one for each other! you get what I mean?

Oh yeah I get what you mean! Sorry for the late response, I've been pretty busy with family stuff :)

Hi there sorry for bothering you at night 😓 (since it’s like 8:36pm EST) would you possibly like to do a matchup exchange since requests are open ? it’s up to you! I’m ok with whatever answer you have ( : thx!!!

what's a matchup exchange? I've never done one of those before lol

I understand if the explanation is in the name, but I guess you never know the rules of some stuff lol

Hello I am here with Seto Kaiba brainrot

Can we get some angst head canons 👀

Oooo okay

Content: Seto Kaiba x reader

Warnings: Angst, possessive behavior

Notes: Taking a small break from writiing AOT stuff to write this (I'm writing like 3 things behind the scenes) this also turned into more of a cons list for Seto lol but we still love him anyway

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When you guys get into arguments (it's not a question of if, it's a when) he becomes the pettiest bitch on Earth

Constantly does things to spite you when he's angry with you

For example, if you have some sort of pet peeve he knows of, he'll be sure to trigger it at least once

He loves you, but he values his pride more at times. That's something you'll have to come to accept if you want to be with him

He's also quick to shut you out at the slightest sign of negativity

Has a hard time telling you when he's upset

Is ultimately terrified of letting you in, even if he loves you

Thinks you'll become another abuser if he lets you in

He's got a lot of problems with trust, which leads to him getting...not jealous, but possessive very easily

He's not jealous, he's Seto Kaiba

He doesn't like you hanging around Yugi and the others, especially Joey/Jonouchi

Will do everything in his power to take you away from Joey, even if its insulting him heavily and physically pulling you away

Thats another thing you two might get in fights over

Don't think he's above the silent treatment, cause he's not

Also a huge hypocrite, he can tease you about things but if you tease him? It's dueling time so he can regain his pride

If you win the duel, he's going to give you the silent treatment for a week and actively avoid you

If you two ever got to the point of screaming in each others faces, he would throw you out of the house for the night. He doesn't care where you stay (as long as its not with Joey), but expects you to come back to him the morning after

Probably values Mokuba more than you, and will consider his ideas way more than yours

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Nothing Builds a Friendship Like a Crisis (part 2)

Co-written with multifandoms27 Summary: Kaiba hired you to assist Mokuba for one day as Mokuba performed his monthly inspection of the local, Domino City branch of Kaiba Land. You were totally up to the task, until things spiraled out of your control in the worst way possible. Dub canon plus a version of DSOD. Female Reader. Set maybe two years post DSOD. Fun fact: I always write my Reader character with personality and specific description. This means she may not be as generic as is customary for this type of story. Each reader character also has a specific place in the Yu-Gi-Oh world, and is basically an OC with set connections and feelings about the various canon characters and other reader characters. This is reader B, who is immune to the siren song of romance, cheap, eccentric, logical, and hands-on. Word count: 1,495 You can read part 1 here.

Mokuba was dressed for work, wearing a button up shirt, tie, and dress pants. If he were in an office, the choices would have seemed normal, but since the two of you were spending the day in an amusement park, he looked quite out of place. At the moment, Mokuba was talking to each of the attendants working in the arcade, asking them questions, looking at spreadsheets, and trying to gauge how popular the newest game cabinets were. You wore your usual cargo capris, brightly colored socks, and a t-shirt decorated with little images of Scapegoat ringing the ends of the sleeves. Atop your head you wore a baseball cap and sunglasses; you had no intention of being identified in any paparazzi photographs if you could help it—fame seemed like more trouble than it was worth.

Standing around, you eyed the snack bar, wanting one of the neon colored slushies marked as “extremely sour” on the menu board, but simultaneously not wanting to spend your money on overpriced theme park drinks. Men in dark suits and sunglasses loitered around as well—Mokuba’s security detail: Cole, Bishop, and… you couldn’t remember the names of the other two. Eventually, Mokuba finished talking with the employees, and walked back. You helped him sort his notes—asking questions, listening closely to his answers, acting like both of you were adults, even though Mokuba wasn’t one, and you rarely felt like a grownup. The guards did a good job of gently brushing away anyone who tried to approach without permission, as Mokuba finally concluded he was certain all Kaiba Corp regulations and standards were being met in the arcade. It was time for fun. Starting with rhythm games before moving on to dancing games, you and Mokuba had a blast. After working up a bit of a sweat, you leaned against the metal handrail attached to the dancing game, “Why are you so good at this?” Mokuba grinned at you, “Practice.” “Practice? I don’t want to have to practice to get good at games!” You enjoyed joking around with Mokuba, it felt natural, almost like he was your little brother—no, thoughts like that were dangerous. Even if Mokuba had taken a shine to you, there was no way the Kaiba brothers were about to let you into their circle of people they truly trusted and cared about; even Yugi barely managed to make it in, and he was one of the sweetest people in the world. One of the guards, Bishop, approached with a slushy in each hand. You had interacted with him a few times over the past year, and he was always attentive to people’s needs. Gratefully, you took the proffered neon green concoction, surprised at how sour the drink was; you loved tart foods. Beside you, Mokuba chugged down his own pink slushy, giving himself a brain freeze. “Arrrgh, why doesn’t this happen to you?!” You shrugged, “I eat slowly. It has its perks.” The two of you made your way outside, where the bright sunlight and gentle breeze contrasted with the dim, noisy interior of the arcade building. Continuing to sip on your slushy, you wondered if you had somehow overdone it playing dancing games. You did enough cardio workouts in your daily life that it shouldn’t be negatively affecting you like this, but… You forced yourself to keep walking across the park, sipping at your cold drink and trying to act like you felt fine. “Can we go on the new roller coaster now?” Mokuba interrupted your thoughts. “I haven’t had a chance to ride it since it opened two weeks ago.” He turned to face you, “Woah, are you feeling okay?” “Not really.” Talking caused an unexpected spike of nausea. “I think I need to sit down for a minute, but you can go ahead and ride.” What on earth had you done to yourself back there? Mokuba hesitated. “I’ll be fine. You can ride it again with me before we leave.” There was no way you were going to hold Mokuba back, even in such a small matter.

“If you say so.” Mokuba sounded unsure. As though sensing his boss’s uncertainty, Bishop suggested, “We can leave two of the guards with her, in order to make sure Ms. l/n remains undisturbed while we’re on the ride.” Mokuba nodded, “Good suggestion.” He grinned at you, “See ya later.” With Bishop and one of the other guards in tow, the short teen headed for the waiting line.

Smiling wanly at the two remaining security guards, you walked over to a nearby bench, slowly sitting to avoid roiling your stomach further. You watched as Mokuba and Bishop slipped under a velvet rope blocking off the secondary access line to the coaster and made their way to the front. After seeing the two of them start to enter the next available car with the other park goers, you closed your eyes and let your head sink back, glad to be sitting still and resting.

Listening to the people passing by, the soundtrack for the roller coaster line, and the distant screams of riders enjoying themselves, you relaxed. After a few minutes, you began to feel better, which was just as well, since Mokuba was likely to be bounding up any second now. A couple more minutes passed. It was too quiet. Opening your eyes, you realized the roller coaster wasn’t running. Your eyes traced along its brightly colored path; you didn’t see any cars running on the tracks, only empty cars at the loading station, which weren’t being filled. So the previous cars must still be on the tracks, and since you couldn’t see them, it must have been in one of the covered portions. Groaning, you pushed yourself up and made for the ride. With the two guards at your side, it was easy to make it to the front of the line, where a young woman was trying not to panic as she talked into her intercom. Finishing her call, the ride operator covered her face with her hands, “I’m gonna lose my job…” “What’s wrong?” You asked as you approached, eyes scanning over the ride’s control panel as you spoke. Noticing you and the guards, the young woman tried to straighten up, “Oh, uh, one of the magnetic brake systems completely engaged when it wasn’t supposed to, and now the ride is stopped at the top of the second peak.” She pointed to the relevant part of the ride, which was covered by an outer tunnel, hiding the cars from view. “I’m hardly an expert, but that can be caused by a sensor malfunction causing the security protocols to engage, right?” You wished you knew more about how roller coasters worked. The young woman nodded, “That’s right, but if that happens, I should be able to fix it by restarting the system, and it’s not working!”

A rapidly approaching helicopter almost drowned out your next question, “How long before someone gets out here to fix it?”

“A technician should be here in a couple minutes, but I don’t—” the helicopter was too loud now, drowning out the ride operator’s words. It seemed louder than the Kaiba Corp copters you had been near a few times.

Squelching down your unease, you moved to get a better look at the helicopter, which was unmarked. The copter stopped over the place where you knew the roller coaster cars with Mokuba were stuck, and two men jumped out onto the roof of the tunnel. Was this a rescue operation? Turning to yell to the two guards with you, you saw them motioning to one another in a way that made it clear this was not supposed to be happening. At this angle, it was hard to see what the men from the helicopter were doing, but they appeared to pry a panel off of the tunnel and drop down inside.

More black suited men were arriving at the loading platform now, shouting terse commands and code words you recognized from studying the security protocols last night; this was bad.

Some of the guards began to make their way into out-of-bounds maintenance areas, drawing guns from their suit jackets and preparing to climb steep emergency staircases up towards the place Mokuba was trapped. Caught up in watching the security men, you failed to notice what was happening until the ride operator grabbed you and pointed. Three men were rising from the hole in the tunnel, with a bound but struggling Mokuba in tow.

“Mokuba!!” The helicopter drowned out your cry, as the four figures disappeared inside. The roller coaster cars suddenly started moving again, its passengers’ screams becoming audible as the helicopter began to fly away, rapidly disappearing in the distance.

Leaning back against the side of the control panel, you slid to the ground, your knees almost touching your shoulders. “Mokuba…” This time the word was barely audible, your throat tight as tears threatened to spill from your eyes.