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dawnbreakersgaze · 2 days
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Just finished Zayne's Foreseer myth for the first time... sobbed bc wtf 😭😭😭😭😭
THE WAY I THEW MY PHONE WHEN HE WAS LIKE "DONT CRY ANYMORE" like boy you have no right to tell me that after what we just went through IM GONNA FROW UP
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There is a reason it's my freaking navigation post 😭😭😭
And then
And then you see what he becomes
After everything he did and sacrificed and bled and suffered and aganoized through and for
You see that he was hollowed out and emptied of all the light that was left in him. Dr Zayne gave up so much of his own light to become whatever kind of person he had to mantle to ascend to the throne of Foreseer. And after he's cast aside by Astra for his transgressions, whatever of that man was left was brutally ripped asunder, shattered further into shards so small you could never hope to recover them all.
And then you read about Dawnbreaker-
You see how he clings to that jasmine plant. Not because he remembers his time in the tower, but because he remembers Jasmine flowers mean YOU. He sees YOU in his dreams kissing and laughing and smiling and fucking someone who looks like him but it's not HIM.
But the desire to do right remains. And so he struggles on in the only way he knows how by sparing people the agonizing death of an abomination and is branded a serial killer- a murderer.
Zayne may always lose, but at least he loses on his own terms.
God FUCKING DAMNIT I HATE THIS GAME
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seaofgoldensand · 2 months
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wouldn't it be hilarious if,,, mc always fell asleep just to meet with dawnbreaker,,, it's a consistent thing,,, until one day she can't sleep and she's tossing and turning in her bed, queue the tears because all she wants is to see dawnbreaker again, and when she finally does fall asleep, she doesn't dream of him. this cycle repeats and the first two days are fine, she doesn't start worry bc maybe third times the charm right?
no, bc her dreams gradually fade - familiar places disappearing or being enshrouded with darkness. now it's pitch black, nothing and no one around, not even the dystopian scenes that she found chaotically beautiful when she would be holding dawnbreaker's hand, her head on his shoulders, his thumb brushing along the back of her thumb gentle like the snow that fell to the ground. after the third time, each time she falls asleep, she's either running around in pitch darkness trying to find some light that would lead her back to dawnbreaker. she breaks down crying.
she wakes up in that dream, like she usually does when she meets with dawnbreaker. there's a figure there standing before her, it's smiling that soft smile only reserved for her. that's dawnbreaker right? it has to be. so she runs, quickly picking up the pace in desperation but the path seems endless. she keeps running but she can never reach dawnbreaker. when she does, he disappears into a pile of snow, melting slowly and disappearing, waking up screaming and trying to hug someone who isn't there.
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skynapple · 2 months
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I have a lot of thoughts about Dawnbreaker maybe being briefly in this world, or at least perceiving it better... and what that extreme would be, and the angst potential.
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letsgauxplay · 15 days
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woke up to this boy 🥹 hope we get more db content
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wolfofcelestia · 3 months
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Other scenarios:
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An Apple a Day
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almond-tofuuu · 3 months
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Maybe dawnbreak! Zayne eventually finds a way to get to the world he 'dreams' about, and meets the mc. (yandere tho???)
Oooh I love this idea!!!! Thank you anon!!!
Hope you enjoy 💕
The Reaper's Embrace
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Dawnbreaker! Zayne x reader
Warnings: slight yandere/possessive elements, possibly ooc Zayne/Dawnbreaker (I tried my best)
lmk if I missed anything ☺️
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Something was wrong with Zayne.
When you left work to find him waiting for you outside the building, a strange sense of unfamiliarity washed over you, as though your subconscious was screaming about a danger your brain couldn't register. Which was absurd, right? Zayne wasn't a stranger, far from it.
Maybe it was the clothes he was wearing. The sleek, black suit hugged his broad shoulders perfectly, and the long, dark coat he wore over the top blended seamlessly into the night. He looked intimidating, almost scary, his imposing form striking an eerie resemblance to that of the grim reaper.
You shake your head in an attempt to clear your mind, "I'm being ridiculous! It's just Zayne, so what if he's dressed a little differently. I must be even more exhausted than I thought" after mentally reprimanding yourself, you make your way over to Zayne, ignoring the unsettling chill running down your spine.
"You must've gotten off work early today if you're here to pick me up! Sorry if I kept you waiting" you greet him warmly, soft smile on your face despite the increasing paranoia building inside your mind.
Zayne doesn't respond, his eyes that are usually filled with a tenderness and warmth now appear cold and lifeless, but there's a hint of something else in his gaze, something almost crazed and predatory. It makes your blood run cold, as if the ice of his evol was flooding your veins. It's as though you're in a trance, your mind is begging you to run, to get away from the man in front of you, but your body won't respond, frozen under the intensity of his gaze.
Zayne takes a careful step towards you, one hand slowly reaching out but stopping just short of touching your cheek. He hesitates, as though he's afraid to actually touch you. And he is. He's afraid that this is just another dream, a cruel trick his mind is playing, and the moment he touches you, you'll disappear, slipping through his fingers like the early morning mist.
Zayne has dreamt of this moment for so long, thoughts of you haunting him, consuming every fibre of his being until the only thing he could think about was you, you, you. For years he had been forced to watch you through the eyes of the doctor, taunted by the other version of himself that got to hold you.
But not anymore. Now that he had finally found his way to you, he wasn't going to let you go. The doctor could never love you the way he did. You were a ray of sunlight that broke through the darkness that shrouded his life. You were his saviour, his guiding light, you were his.
As Zayne's hand hovers inches from your cheek, you feel a shiver run down your spine, a primal instinct urging you to flee. But you're rooted to the spot, unable to tear your gaze away from his intense, icy eyes. With a trembling breath, you brace yourself for his touch, unsure of what to expect.
Finally, his fingertips brush against your skin, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through your body. His touch is surprisingly gentle, almost tender, but beneath the surface, there's a palpable intensity that sets your nerves on edge. For a moment, the world falls away, and all you can focus on is the sensation of his touch, the way it sends a rush of conflicting emotions swirling through your mind. Fear, desire, uncertainty—they all mingle together in a chaotic symphony that threatens to overwhelm you.
And Zayne feels it too. The warmth of your skin underneath his cold, calloused fingertips is enough to cloud his mind with desire, all thoughts of logic and reason are forgotten as his eyes darken. The tender hold he had on your cheek turns into a bruising grip of your jaw, his other hand encircling your waist, pressing your body tightly against his, strong arm preventing you from escaping. Lowering his face beside your head, 'Zayne' finally speaks, warm breath fanning over your cheek. And although the smooth, deep voice is familiar to you, the darkness of his tone has your body trembling in fear.
"I've waited for this moment for so long. Finally, you're mine. And now that I've got you, I'm never going to let you go."
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roll-of-royces · 2 months
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LOVING DAWNBREAKER IS LIKE . dark chocolate melting on your tongue, chilled fingertips touching your skin, protective stares, communicating through touch, popsicles at sunset, long hugs, wearing his coat, binding wounds, watering flowers and gentle words of affirmation.
@dawnbreakersgaze thought you would like this, being the simp you are
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its-de · 2 months
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Only the real zayne girlies
Can tell the difference between Doctor zayne, the foreseer, and the dawnbreaker from his voice
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dawnbreakersgaze · 12 days
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seaofgoldensand · 2 months
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coworkers trying to talk to me about what they wanna do for the focus room decorations (but i clearly opted out in participating with the notion told outwardly: maybe in august when we get our merit increases) ,,, clearly zoning off because thIS FUCKING THING IS PLAGUING MY MIND. .......love to write the middle pieces of work, but the beginning and ending always kills my braincells.
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dawnsbreaking · 3 months
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waking moments
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•.❆ Dawnbreaker!Zayne x MC angst fic ❅•.❆
read on ao3
roughly 500 words
This is an attempt at writing one of Dawnbreaker's dreams about current timeline Zayne, based on the ending of Zayne's third anecdote.
I'm headcanoning (until we have more information) that the moments between waking and sleeping could be a moment where one consciousness can blur into the other?? I am seriously onto nothing I just wanted to write Dawnbreaker angst because I'm pacing around the room thinking about Zayne's anecdotes.
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Zayne falls asleep on the couch, soothed by the flickering light from the screen that’s still playing the old medical drama. It’s an episode he’s seen before, one where a difficult surgery plays out until the very end. The patient almost doesn’t make it. 
In his dreams, Zayne lives this scenario almost monthly. These dreams are the most difficult. Sometimes, stressful days in the hospital give way to relaxing weekends with the girl. Sometimes, they do not. These nights where he dreams of days without her are worse than those that pass without dreams at all. 
Moments after falling asleep, Zayne becomes conscious in the other world. His mind is hazy, just waking up. He turns in bed to see that he’s laying next to the girl, tangled in her sheets and dappled with moonlight. He lifts a hand and passes it over her cool cheek. He runs his fingers through her hair.
When she blinks awake, an immediate smile comes to her face. She catches his hand and squeezes it.
“You aren’t Dr. Zayne, are you?” She whispers the question against his palm, so quickly that Zayne almost misses it. Unlike the first time she recognized him, her voice is calm and her eyes are gentle.
Zayne finds that he is in control of his own voice. “That’s right.”
It’s as terrifying as it is electrifying to no longer be a passive observer in his dreams. She can see him. He can speak to her. He searches her face for any indication of fear. Zayne is a stranger in her bed, and yet the girl continues to smile at him.
“Will you tell me who you are?”
Answering this question is more difficult. Zayne has no idea what to say. He thinks that some part of him must exist within the doctor as some part of the doctor exists within him. This could serve as a touchstone if only Zayne knew how to connect the threads for her. Finally, he opens his mouth to speak, only to realize that he no longer has control of his voice. Zayne sinks away, submitting to his former passive role.
The doctor startles. Zayne watches his hand clutch the girl’s arm.
“Zayne?” She reaches for his shoulder, pulling herself closer. “What’s wrong?”
“Another nightmare,” he mutters. The doctor pulls the girl into his chest, burying his face in her hair. His harsh breathing gradually slows. “I’m alright.”
Zayne pushes past his disappointment, desperate to enjoy the respite of his dream without thinking of what could have been. He counts the girl’s breaths, feels the doctor’s hands stroke her hair.
What might she have said if she learned the truth? Would she have pushed him away? The dream grows hazy once more, Zayne can feel it drifting away.
When he awakes, the sun has yet to rise. Zayne turns the medical drama off and runs frustrated hands through his hair.
For just a moment, he thinks, the girl was holding his hand, not the doctor’s. This thought is enough to push him through another day.
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wolfofcelestia · 8 days
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Just thinking about how Zayne dedicated his entire life to saving MC, and MC being the only one who can save him from himself
If she picked another guy, Zayne would throw himself completely into his work, aggravating his evol even more until he would ultimately be killed by it
Regardless if he managed to cure her or not, her not being in his life would result in his lifespan being cut short
She is the reason he takes days off
She is the reason why he can stop thinking about work
She is the reason he can pause, take a breath, and smile
Without her, there is no Zayne
Only a doctor who is slowly killing himself from overwork
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almond-tofuuu · 3 months
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Hello lovely! I am totally lost but I’m so excited to learn more cus it seems like a good place for angst 👌, what is dawn breaker zayne? Is this in the anecdotes??? Why does he seem so intense??? Please share your knowledge with me! 🙏
Hi hi!! 🤗
Yes, Dawnbreaker is brimming with angst! Poor baby
Spoilers below for Zayne's 3rd anecdote!!!!! (You have been warned)
So Dawnbreaker appears in Zayne's 3rd anecdote 'Still In Dark'. It shows us the life of a Zayne from an alternate dimension/timeline (a world that difers from that of the main story). In this timeline, the world seems to be a lot more dystopian where Linkon city no longer exists (there is evidence to suggest it did exist once but was possibly destroyed?)
The Zayne in this reality isn't a Doctor and has essentially become a serial killer called Dawnbreaker, except he's mercy killing people who are turning into wanderers (possibly after prolonged exposure to protocores). These people lose control of themselves, becoming monsters and attacking anyone around them, so Dawnbreaker hunts them down to stop them hurting people and to allow them to die before they completely lose control (kind of similar to what Dr. Zayne did for his friend in his 2nd anecdote)
We also learn that Dawnbreaker can see moments of our Zayne's life through his dreams, and Dr Zayne also has dreams about Dawnbreaker. It's in these dreams where Dawnbreaker meets mc (who doesn't seem to exist in Dawnbreaker's world, or he hasn't found her yet). Similarly to our Zayne, Dawnbreaker has had these dreams since he was 12 and at the very end of the anecdote in his dream mc realises that the 'Zayne' she's talking to isn't Dr Zayne.
Hopefully this all made sense and helped clear a few things up 😊
If anyone wants to add anything that I missed (or correct me on anything) pls feel free to!
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lithopsy · 3 months
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i need someone to explain the love and deepspace lore to me like i’m five
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starmocha · 20 days
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butibite · 2 months
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~ OPEN STARTER
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This isn't possible. He knows, despite all the wishing he did in his youth, that this is another daydream. Eventually he will wake up wherever he passed out, perhaps on a park bench or on his sofa and it will be back to what it was before. But Zayne also knows about opportunity, waiting for the right moment to strike, pausing before the end of something. So this may be a dream, but he's going to enjoy what he can from it.
He knows Linkon City, knows that is where he currently is (in this apparent dream that feels so different from all of his dreams). And that means he knows where the Hunter he dreams about lives. He knows the address, has it hardwired into his memory and he knows how to get there.
He walks, hands pressing into his black coat, it's early spring, warmer here than what he is used to. Or perhaps he's simply used to the cold. The apartment complex is the same one the doctor version of him has seen dozens of times before. Though he never goes inside, he always stays at a distance -- fool.
Dawnbreaker has no such regard he heads to the third floor, walks to the door he knows is the right one. And he knocks.
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