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the-blind-geisha · 1 year
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If you want… (´・ω・`) could I make a request, and it’s no problem if you don’t want to!
Where a Human-Player!MC was playing the game one day & either as a friend or a special event was able to somehow run into Demiurge, Ulbert somehow took him to a special game event that allowed NPCs. Which somehow leads to Demi getting a crush on them and he somehow gets them stuck in the game permanently to be with him…?
A/N: Sorry this took an eternity for me to get to! I'd be happy to do that! ♥
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The NPCs were very rarely ever allowed to journey with their Creators outside of Nazarick or being summoned into dungeons and raids. But once Yggdrasil introduced a new event that would even place NPCs for quests at heteromorphic and humanoid areas for a celebration, the guilds realized their own self-created NPCs could join as well.
There were very few events that allowed a cease fire between both sides, but this was one of those events.
It happened twice a year, and that was it.
Regardless... even as an NPC, Demiurge remembered her.
She was a human, but she was the one human in that world that he could recall ever flattering him and his Creator. In the past, he would have preferred to destroy any and everybody that didn't align with Nazarick, but she was spared his aggressive gaze.
“Oh, I guess your Creator isn't here today, is he, Demiurge?”
He couldn't answer back then. He was just code running with limited abilities in which he could say or do anything. Even his 'speech' was limited to hurt and triumphant noises. With her standing close to him, he merely shifted his head from side to side to show the code HeroHero implemented inside of him.
Walking up to him, she used the /embrace emote to hug his character. The devil responded in kind, as most NPCs could react to a few simple emotes players did around them.
“I won this, by the way.” She dug into her inventory to pull out a flame lily. It was a beautiful flower with petals that reached upwards like a roaring flame, a dazzling yellow and red with orange at the center. “I thought you might like it.”
With the trade offered, the NPC went through the actions it was allowed to do in accepting the trade with someone that was deemed a friend under his list.
“There you go. Maybe now you can feel a bit better, huh?”
With such an item bequeathed to him, Demiurge placed his hand on his chest and bowed.
She gave a funny look. “Huh.. didn't know you could do that without someone telling you to or someone bowing in return...?”
When she said such a thing, the generated NPC's mind began to race.
I did, didn't I...?
¿I ʇ,upᴉp 'pᴉp I
“Well, I better get going,” she insisted.
Using the /blowkiss emote, she watched as Demiurge responded by acting bashful. Though the reaction felt delayed almost... Maybe it was just her imagination. Could be lag.
“Bye! I'll see you next year!”
The eyes opened, crystals glistening off of the light about him. He looked to his hands and turned them over to look at his palms.
For once, the devil was able to move his hands without someone making an action command on his behalf. There was something that was ordering him to go back to being rigid, following a code that remained embedded in his core being. But he did everything to fight that.
I can't let this cease... I have to do something... Demiurge thought frantically, reaching back into his inventory to pull out the flame lily to clip it upon his chest.
Sadly, he was snapped back to an idle pose he was often forced within.
It would take some doing to fight this invisible string that had a hold on him. But no matter what, he would do it. He would see himself freed of whatever was controlling him without even his Creator being nearby.
As the years of the celebration continued, fewer and fewer people arrived to attend. The joys of the gaming world were slowly starting to dwindle till merely NPCs roamed the gaming world with a few player characters.
But that didn't stop the archdevil from attending.
Demiurge waited as he usually did, but this time, he was alone. None of the guild members of Ainz Ooal Gown was there to stand at his side.
Admittedly, he was anxious. What if she wouldn't come? He had sent an email to her, addressing it cryptically. Who would truly come into a video game world if an NPC sent you mail? After all his time of fiddling with the game world data, he knew she would think it a bot or someone trying to trick her.
He had to be vague, but write to her as though he were human.
“So few people here but they said to meet them...!” Her words trailed off when she noticed the only one at Muspelheim's gathering point for the festival. “D-Demiurge...? How in the world did you get here by yourself?!”
She came closer, keeping a curious eye about. She didn't wish to feel tricked by this.
Demiurge didn't have the voice box to speak properly. Instead he used an emote of /hi for greeting before sending a text for her to read.
𝐼'𝓂 𝓈𝑜 𝑔𝓁𝒶𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒. 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉. 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓎𝒷𝑒… 𝒾𝒻 𝐼 𝒹𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝒹𝑒 𝒶 𝒷𝒾𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒, 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉.
“Who is writing this? It can't be you...” Her words trailed off, feeling a ping of uncertainty. “...can it?”
Demiurge opened the text box once more to type yet again.
𝐼𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝑒, 𝒟𝑒𝓂𝒾𝓊𝓇𝑔𝑒. 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝑒... 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝓈𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓎. 𝒲𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝑒?
This was getting a bit creepy. Never would she have imagined an NPC would become... real. There was always talks of 'ghosts in the machine' that could go rogue. Was this one of those moments?
Before she could even hope to log out, something seemed to prevent her from doing so.
“What is happening...? How come the logout button is grayed out?”
Demiurge gave a curious frown of concern.
𝒪𝒽, 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓃'𝓉? 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝑜𝒹𝒹. 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝒟𝑀 𝓉𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒?
“Oh, umm, that would be very nice of you.” It actually was, maybe she was overthinking it a bit. Maybe being alone for so long, she mistook his words as being weird. Just cool it, she thought to herself. He never was mean to you before. He was always very nice as an NPC.
Before she could even wait for a response, the screen went black. The connection to the game felt like it flat-lined.
Demiurge walked over towards her body, arms behind his back. Opening his mouth, he tried to form words for a moment.
“Mm.. the...re... There...” He knelt down, resting his hand on her back. “It's you and me now, my dear. Now we can be together in this world of paradise... forever.”
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oreana-galena · 2 years
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A highlight to this rough day for her. ✨
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the-blind-geisha · 2 years
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Do you think Demiurge would love to have Ewe! MC laying/sitting on his lap when he’s doing paperwork, etc?
Or just have them nearby for cuddles?? Just as his “emotional support ewe”, totally denying his desire to just pamper them with his affection.
I think either way could work depending what Demiurge you wanna work with!
A more attentive one and desiring to keep his ewe!MC probably would encourage them on his lap as he continues to work hard throughout the day. Resting his chin on their head and sighing with content as he can tolerate getting through his work.
I always see demons as kinda missing their old, mortal lives--and the warmth that comes from humans in the process. It's an addiction sort of thing, but a lot of them hide that want/need. Having them nearby for a cuddling would certainly be possible for Demiurge.
While I know he himself is probably very warm given his high fire resistance/immunity, his warmth is different than a human's. He'd want that fix quite often no doubt.
If ewe!MC denies or seems skittish of his want to spoil them, that would probably delight him a bit. X"D This is a human we're talking about, and the moment he can make them a bit miserable, he will do it. Though, with ewe!MC I always wager he loves to see them crack under his affection for them. Showing he can easily dominate any being, making them believe they can't live without him and his love.
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the-blind-geisha · 2 years
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(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) So I’ve never requested a love letter before….
If it’s okay, can you write a Demiurge letter?
(… semi NSW…)
With the flowers:
Begonia: beware, a fanciful nature
Camellia (red): you’re a flame in my heart
Dog Rose: pleasure and pain
A/N: Always a delight to write for him, for sure! ♥ I would love to!
As a side note to others who catch this post: please check my pinned post or my description to see if love letters are open before sending one~! ♥
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I hope this letter finds you in good health, my love.
My words often spoken before you seem to be of little value, or at least, that's how I've perceived it. Perhaps if I wrote them down, you will cherish them more.
I have done my all to tend to your every waking need. To bring heaven down to hell, you need only give me a few years, and the entire world will be yours and yours alone. If I could will it to fall faster in your name, you know I would have found the means to do so.
Sadly, my gift to you will need to take time. But how would you reward me, I wonder.
Would you beckon me to your side all the more? Would you ask of me to sate your need beyond just a simple gesture or two?
My dear, I have so many wild fantasy for my voracious appetite that would require sating, if you would indulge me.
I can marvel at your graceful figure for hours, but would you allow me to do more. When the crown is given to you to rule over these lower beings, may I kiss upon your fingertips and taste of the sweet flesh that lures me ever so towards your soul. My own grasp within yours is paradise in thought but it is a blissful utopia should I be allowed to ever do so.
Allow my lips to do more than spout endless fantasies, let them trail on a wild and lustful journey from your arm to your neck and, praise be, to your own lips in turn. Will you allow myself to take the role of ordering you to do as I so want in this dream of mine? Ah, I pray so.
I may very well not be a vampire, but the enticing call of your neck is one I cannot often ignore. How I wish to feel as my teeth prick at your flawless skin, drawing what I am able of the crimson life force that I so wish to feel upon my tongue. I will confess this sin: to have any such part of you upon my lips is a fantasy I would yearn to see fulfilled as a reward.
I wish to sit upon your glorious throne and demand the feel of your warmth cradling me. Your cheek resting against my bare thigh, I can become your king and demand for more. My grasp tightly about your throat, squeezing you just so to where the air will feel thinned about you. I want you to become my prey for a mere moment in time—I wish to feel mightier than you, if only in this vivid dream.
If you should fail to pleasure me, then I will take what I so need on my own. Urge your body to lay in lustful yearning for me upon the staircase as I tease the dewed petals of your entrance with the flat of my tongue. I want just a taste—a simple taste—as it beckons to me louder with every passing moment.
The aroma about you taunts me often. To have but a single piece of your mercy to where I can blanket your bare body with mine in a lustful, meaningful dance would mean the world to me. One that will last me a lifetime.
Will you allow me this honor? Can this very well be my reward to have your heart, body, and soul in my possession?
I can only pray to the Supreme Beings that it would be so. I would be your devout and loving servant from this life and the next. Merely grant me just one taste.
Forever yours,
Demiurge, Guardian of the Seventh Floor
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the-blind-geisha · 2 years
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I’ve gotta dino ask for you: Maiasaura (please <3)
share a scene full of love between characters (platonic, romantic, familial, or otherwise)
This is an old, old story I've kept locked away in my WIPs since 2014. I had to edit quite a bit of it before posting as it was oof. In need of it... lol
It's even where Lilyodin (spelled diff here) from Amnesia got her name. ♥
Liliodin was the only one in this world who didn't see the ice warlock as someone to be scared of or hated or used as a weapon. So, in this scene, it's more a platonic relationship. ♥
It remains so throughout the story I had in mind for this novel. He was kinda like her other father at times. x3
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“It is nothing important, Princess,” the ice warlock insisted, as he too was enthralled by her special gift the king had bestowed her.
Knowing that the sounds of the war could possibly fear her, he removed himself temporarily from the bed to make it over to the cracked door. Tyoda shut it quietly to make sure everything outside was silent to her.
“I don’t know,” Liliodin said from across the room. “Daddy and everybody else looked worried. You look a bit worried too.”
He gazed over his shimmering shoulder pads at the child with a playful smirk.
“I am afraid at times, you know me far better than anyone else out there.”
He returned where he previously sat. Reaching for the ice pedal crown upon her head, Tyoda removed it to place upon the nightstand not far from her bed.
“I think it is best you lie down for the night. When you wake up, all of this madness will be over.”
She helped herself under the covers for the time being. Princess Liliodin watched as Tyoda was about to leave her side.
“But I want to see you do it one more time!” She expressed eagerly.
Tyoda rolled his eyes playfully once he had reached the door only to find himself backtracking to where the princess was resting.
“All right, watch very closely then.”
Showing her his empty, left palm, he brought the other on top of it. Gradually, Tyoda separated the two hands to have him use his ice powers to sculpt a beautifully, detailed ice fairy.
He showed the sculpture to the excited Princess, who clapped upon the outcome of his display.
“Do you like it?” He asked with a throaty chuckle.
“I love it!” Princess Liliodin reached for the fairy sculpture to hold onto it herself.
She had a soft spot for fairies, even if they were rarely ever seen about the world of Shin’doan.
“It won’t ever break unless I die,” Tyoda felt need to remind her.
He took it from the Princess to rest the statue next to her crown.
“Now, get some sleep.” He blew out the candles residing upon the wooden stand to allow darkness to consume the room. “I’ll return later.”
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the-blind-geisha · 1 year
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I just had to ask (≧∇≦)/
I limited myself to four lol, but you don’t have to do them all if you don’t want to:
👭 - 🎨 - 🌍 - 💗
also hope you are having a good night!
Haha, I'm happy to answer them all! Thank you so much. ;w;
Have you ever done a writing/story collab? If not, who would you love to write a story with?
Actually, I guess you could call it that... right now, since I am Rping in text format with @kittycat-kai as Demiurge, she hopes to use some of those ideas in the fic she wants to write with her OC Mouse from the DnD campaign. So I guess you could call that a writing collab! ♥
As for who I would like to write with? Well, I always feel bad if I ever try to do a collab. Especially with my ADHD. X”D If anybody wants to approach me for one, I certainly would love to hear their thoughts!
If you could ask for any kind of fanart for a certain fic or fic scene, what would it be?
Oh gosh, honestly any fanart of any of my stories is always a 'must have and hang on my wall' sort of fanart.
I guess whatever scene really jumped out to the artist for them to want to draw! Might sound silly, but I tend to forget so many of my own stories... x'D
But, well, maybe the awkward scene in Amnesia where Lily has to take note of Demiurge reading a smut novel. It's the one scene I can think of that sticks out in my mind recently. I guess because of the idea a monster is reading a monster fucker story is just so funny to me.
Written any crossover fics? If not, what would you write for a crossover fic?
I have but... they're all offline. XD
The main reason Oreana ever got her 'dream protecting' backstory was I would always write her going from anime/ video game world to another. With whatever characters I was into at the time.
There was an old, old story I wrote but tore down from years ago that had a RE vibe to it where anime and video game characters were brought to life via technology but only they and a very few handful of actual people survived the cataclysmic event that happened. Because of the state the world was in, they had to live underground.
It was a fun mass crossover crack fic of mine, but I don't even remember where I was going with it.
If you were purely making a fic for yourself, without fear of what other readers would think about it, what would you write? To be honest, I do a lot of that now! I've gotten over the fear of being judged. ♥ If people don't like the story I'm writing, they don't have to enjoy it with me.
But, well.. maybe I guess from a fandom standpoint.. There is a fic idea I want to write of a Sukuna / Reader and Gojo's Ancestor / Reader where it takes place in the distant past where Sukuna is still alive. It has a very love triangle vibe to it, but I always get nervous to write to new fandoms that I don't know the material of 100%. But I should just get over that. x'D
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the-blind-geisha · 2 years
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Oh! How about 7, 19, 28, and 40?
7) Your favourite ao3 tag. Demon Deals. >3 I love my demons.
19) Share a snippet from a wip without giving any context for it. The door shut and locked, Demiurge came back to the bed, pinning me to it with a huff of his chest. “I’m the superior of that beast!” The energy in the house swelled, causing me to tremble a bit only to witness as he transformed into his actual red-skinned archdevil form. “I am better than that creature anyways.”
28) Any writing advice that works for you and you feel like sharing?
The main one I give any and everybody:
just write for yourself. Write like nobody will read it. What matters is you open that document or click that link and read it like your that story's biggest fan.
Trying to appease so many strangers on the net is a challenge and not worth the struggle. ♥
The moment I stopped caring how many comments, kudos, bookmarks a story would get, the happier I became. ♥ I started to love my writing more.
40) Write a 9-word fic.
"I would love and cherish you forever, my Lady."
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