WE HAVE MOVED TO ISHTARDED. Drop some asks there and stuff. This blog will hopefully be more ask blog than mindless reblogging of bakura. Although there will still be lots of blogging of bakura.

because I set up this blog wrong. So I am moving to

ishtarded.tumblr.com

updates won’t be as dash flooding and there will be more prompt answers to asks I think.

So if you are interested in following me there, I recomend doing so now before I delete this blog.

…he’s…amazing. Even if he never sees it himself. No one can come up with a retort like he can. And no one can possibly be as determined as he is. He won’t ever break a promise, even at the cost of his life.

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Baku-chan is…touchy about people touching me…

As for the Rod, you can’t nessesarily read someone’s mind. You canseewhat someone sees and if the sensation or emotion is powerful,feelwhat they feel. Hearing works the same way. I have noticed that if someone has poor eyesight or hearing, the reception of information can be affected.

{{Post fromt the Host: Yeah…I was…preoccupied for a long while. Hence me abandoning the ask box. But I have returned to discover that no one uses it. I am cool with that too. I’ll keep the ask Marik open, despite it clearly not being the central purpose of the ishtard blog anymore.

I’m probably going to switch to sketches more. Coloring takes a long time and until my laptop is fixed, I can’t even try coloring digitally. So…take it or leave it. The ask box is always open.}}

…th-that’s between me and bakuchan…>\\<

The ask box is ALWAYS open! AND I LOVE TALKING…bakuchan says I love it a bit too much…

{{Post from the Host: Unless anyone objects, I’m going to sketch the occational answer rather than color it. This is mostly because I feel a lot of the energy, motion, and tone is lost in the inking process.}}

{{Post from the Host: That awkward moment when two men look better in dresses…}}

…sometimes I’m afraid…I’ll loose him to this…

…that requires sharing him…

Neither. My beloved Bakuchan would be the winner!

During our time apart, we were both very lost. We didn’t even understand that reason we felt lost, was because…we needed someone…someone who could understand. We don’t talk about it very much. Our time apart was a waste.

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