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[inou-ie]

Hi, yes, I'm alive and well. :)

I've read your messages in my inbox asking how I am and I appreciate it. I'm sorry for ghosting... (might do it again).

Not really enough to make it up to you guys but if you're interested, I just uploaded the first chapter of my fic on ao3, Courtesan's Favorites ! which is ruanliu with 11.9k words. :"D

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[inou-ie]

I lost to Bronya so to cope, I made them go on a date... 😞 Just look at how cute they are...

#inou rambles #my luck never #fail to amaze me

[inou-ie]

i lost to bronya, it's been fun guys but i gotta go 👉🏻😔👉🏻

if I don't get this woman, you'll never hear from me again. 😠

all these acheron leaks got me leaking, watch me write the dirtiest and wildest fic with her second form

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[inou-ie]

i miss u inou, how are you doing? update us pookie

i'm so sorry 😭i'm actually sick right now and my whole body hurts. i can't even stay on my phone for long because it hurts my eyes.

but i'm cooking an acheswan fic 🥰 courtesan!blackswan x criminal!acheron (might change though, i'm not sure what to make acheron as but she's dangerous)

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OMG OMG OMG DID YOU SEE THE LIGHTCONE WITH ACHERON IN A SUIT AND HER AND BLAXK SWAN DANCING???? OMGGGG IM GOING CRAZYYYYYYYYYYTYTTY OGMGMGMTMYMGM

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I DID DNDJDNDJ I THOUGHT IT WAS FAKE BECAUSE IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE???

ACHERON WEARING A SUIT AND BLACK SWAN IN A BEAUTIFUL DRESS AAAAAAJSJ

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[inou-ie]

heyy inou, im so happy to hear this 🥹♥️ Of course I'm here for you, I hope we can be good friends one day!!

Feel free to talk with me about anything, I'm a big talker and a nice listener too, so I'd love to spend time with you one day whenever you need. Good luck with your exams and your work, I'm sure you'll succeed.

I'm with you inou, take good care of yourself!

we're already friends! the moment you interacted with me, you became my friend already. 😉👍🏻

big talker and nice listener? i don't have any of that so i hope you're fine with me... i'm seriously not good at communicating so save yourself.

thankfully, i finished my exams today so my mind can rest for a moment. i hope you're doing fine and taking good care of yourself though! you deserve nothing but the best.

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[inou-ie]

Hello there! I know I don't usually interact much but I've been following you for a while and I just gotta say that I.FREAKING.LOVE.YOUR.FICS.

Like I love them so much its insane 🤯

Anways, I saw that you're not doing well (I'm not sure if I'm late) but I do hope you're doing okay. Just know that if you need to talk to someone I'm here for you! I know sometimes like may get a bit challenging or alot challenging but don't give up. Push through these challenges because at the end, there's always a generous reward waiting for you!

I wish you all the best in life <3

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so much? 🥺 i'm glad you do.

i'm doing fine, no worries. not entirely but i'm fine!! i'll take note of that, thank you for being willing to lend me your ears(eyes), i appreciate it.

i'm not the strongest challenger but i won't give up. 😈 "rewards" reminded me of ruan mei and so i'll look forward to the time i'll be able to receive one.

anyway, i hope you're doing well too! you guys are so kind to me... 😞 sobs

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Helloooo I love your writing sm and I'm proud to say that they are my bedtime stories. Looking forward to more, at your own pace of course! It's always a pleasure to hear from you.

Also, I've found your page a while back, but it didn't register until I started rewatching. is your username by any chance related to lycoris recoil? 👀

your bedtime stories are a bit... spicy, huh. 👀 i'll try my best to give you guys more! when i have the time, of course. :)

also, YES! i love lycoris recoil!! fun fact: i use the names of my favorite characters as my ign and takina was my favorite. i liked her name but "inoue" was always taken so i changed it a bit. (i just added "i" lmao) since then it's what i use sometimes. here in tumblr, i had to add a dash because it was also taken. :(

i love chisato too but "nishikigi" is kinda long to be used as ign... :"D

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as much as i love the animation and the two of them dancing. i bet that Acheron didn't intend to hurt Black swan when she peeked into her mind, even if its a big privacy thing. Acheron thoughts of black swan have been positive while black swan had the worst moment of her life. might be rare, but it wouldn't surprise me if Acheron might feel a bit concerned if she knew what Black swan experienced :(

I think so too, I don't think Acheron was aware of what her memories did to Black Swan. Like, they were dancing and Black Swan was being sweet and gentle, even giving her compliments as they dance, no wonder Acheron thought of the dance as "warm and nostalgic".

Kinda sad to think that Black Swan said that night was their "final engagement" because of what she experienced/saw while Acheron (based on the voiceline leaks) is asking if Black Swan wants to have another dance.

It was unforgettable for both of them, but in different ways. tragic yuri fr, the other is clueless and craves for more while the other is traumatized and desperate to part ways.

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ahh i appreciate you being so open with me, thank you, inou. I'm sorry to hear you haven't been well, but I'm also so proud of you still pulling through and realizing the thing you dreaded was actually easy peasy 🥹

I wish you all the healing and comfort you need bby!! if you ever wanna vent or need someone to chat with, I'll gladly listen to you lovely ♥️ you're super strong and awesome and I'm sure you can overcome everything!

🫶 take care bby, I'm with you

yeah, because i saw your ask in the right timing... i really appreciate it. i was getting sad over nothing, it was actually funny. 😔

and thank you! you're so kind sobs. i'll make sure to keep that in mind. knowing you're here for me makes me feel safe, i might cry. 🥺

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Let the urge win. We need that peace of art

i haven't finish my kafstel and ruanliu fic because i've been busy breaking it down yo

but after i finish them, i'll immediately start with acheswan!

i'm not in the mood for character x reader lately so... and i'll be posting it in ao3... unless you guys want it here as well. :)

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BAD ROMANCE || acheron x reader [NSFT][MDNI]

I WANT YOUR LOVE AND ALL YOUR LOVER'S REVENGE, YOU AND ME COULD WRITE A BAD ROMANCE !

cw. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, snuff (but not permanently), graphic descriptions of violence, gore, violent sex, masochism on part of reader, reader is honestly just fucking crazy, no lube, creampie

notes. hyv was insane for that animated short frfr also the song for this fic is obviously bad romance but the cover by halestorm specifically. check it out, it slaps !!

VERY IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE, PLEASE READ !! ↳ This work contains dark content, to the point where I must tag this as DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. I cannot stress this enough. ↳ There will be graphic depictions of gore and violence, and violence during sex. Please check and heed the content warnings. ↳ You are responsible for the content you consume.

Acheron first encounters you on a desolate planet bereft of life. You stand alone amidst withered trees and lifeless stumps, your feet bare upon grey, scorched earth. You don't react when the embers land upon your skin. Your gaze is cast to the melancholy sky as you hum to yourself, rocking back and forth on your heels. You don't even turn to her when you speak.

"We finally meet, oh harbinger of death," you hum, your tone light and airy, unbefitting this dead space. "I've been waiting for a while."

Acheron blinks, slowly, taking you in. There's something about you that's distinctly... similar, in a way. You are more than you seem. Something blessed—or perhaps, cursed—by a higher being.

"You know me?" she asks, taking a step towards you, and you finally turn to face her. Your eyes give her pause—fathomlessly deep and dark. Your sclera are pitch black, and your irises the colour of blood. An enigmatic smile stretches across your features as she stares.

"Of course," you say. "How could I not, when the voices of those you have slaughtered cry out so desperately for salvation?"

Acheron's eyes narrow. "What are you?"

Her question pulls a giggle from you. What are you, not who are you. She has a suspicion already, but she wants to hear it from you, first. You reach out towards her, caressing her pale cheek with your hand—were this any other situation, Acheron might even consider it lovely, free from scars or blemishes.

"The same as you," you whisper, your eyes half-lidded in a way that has Acheron's grip curling around the hilt of her sword. "My fellow Emanator."

Her hand shoots out to grip your wrist, pulling your hand away from her face. She squeezes, muscles in her arm flexing, and she swears she hears your bones creak. But you remain unfazed, smiling almost dreamily at her.

"Are you here to stop me?" she growls. Just a little more pressure, and she'd snap your pretty wrist like a twig.

"No," you say simply. "I care not for your mission."

"Then why have you sought me out?"

You hum, and with your free hand, trail a finger down her chest. The arm caught in Acheron's grip is starting to bruise. "Because there is something I want from you."

"And what might that be?"

You beam at her, and lean in, close enough to brush your lips against hers. It makes Acheron jolt, and distantly she can hear your wrist shatter, but the intensity of you so close demands all her attention. You speak your desire against her lips like a kiss.

"Death."

After that incident, you follow her around, much like a lost cat. Your mangled wrist righted itself within seconds, and Acheron pieced together whose Emanator you are.

Yaoshi, the Abundance.

She has heard about the favored of the Abundance, but has never encountered one—until you, of course. As she braces herself over you, your hands pinned to the floor of a dead duke's mansion, she wonders if your other Emanators are as odd as you are. Or as hungry for death.

She doesn't remember how many times she's killed you by now. How many times she's unsheathed that blade of hers and carved it through your soft flesh until all that remains of you are mangled pieces on the ground. But she does remember sitting by your side, or what's left of it, and watching as your flesh knits back together, cells multiplying and dividing and sowing sinew and muscle until you finally come back from whatever end you experienced ever so briefly, your chest jerking up as it floods with air. And despite herself, she's starting to enjoy it. Such a pretty little plaything you make, one she hasn't been able to break no matter how much she's tried.

You always look for her first when you return. And you always ask her for more.

Like now, as she has you flat on the floor, and you look up at her with the hungriest eyes she's ever seen. You had watched, delighted, as she ripped and tore apart that infernal duke, giggling all the while as his 'children' scattered to the winds. And once she was done you had pounced on her, wild and almost feral, throwing your arms around her neck and whispering into her ear, "me next."

She won't remember doing this, but right now it's difficult to think beyond the drumbeat of her pulse in her ears. She can hear yours, too. It's so fucking loud. She wonders what your heart looks like, pulsing away in your chest. She wonders what it'll do when she rips it from your ribcage and holds it in her hand.

She crashes her lips against yours like she wants to devour you. You groan into the kiss, if that's even what it can be called. Acheron's teeth scrape your lower lip then bite, drawing blood, and the taste of your blood on her tongue makes a shiver course down her spine. Your blood has a unique taste—metallic, certainly, but with a hint of sweetness kind of like peaches. She fucking loves it. You wrap your legs around her waist and grind up into her pelvis, against the growing bulge there. Acheron growls, manhandling your wrists above your head to grip them with one hand so the other can hold your hips still.

She trails her kisses lower, down your jaw and to your neck. She drags the edges of her canines against your jugular and you shiver in anticipation. She can feel your pulse against her lips, against her tongue, thump-thump-thump, and she resists the urge to sink her teeth into the artery and let the crimson liquid spill into her mouth. Instead she keeps going, lower and lower, until she reaches the collar of your clothing.

With one swift movement she tears the fabric apart, and it falls into tattered pieces around you. You jerk as the warmth of the surroundings settles on your bare skin, though Acheron offers you no reprieve. She scratches her free hand down the side of your ribs, drawing red lines as she goes. Her lips descend on your nipples, already stiff as she licks and sucks one before moving to the next. Everywhere her lips touch, dark marks bloom like brutal flowers on your skin.

You whine out her name softly, arching your back, and Acheron looks up the length of your body with electric, half-lidded eyes. Your expression is twisted into one of pure pleasure—the pain had always been something you loved, something you craved. And Acheron is all too eager to give it to you.

She moves back up, and uses her free hand to undo the buckles of her shorts. They’re almost constrictingly tight now, and she fumbles with the zipper until it comes loose and her aching cock springs free. She hears you make a pretty, breathy noise, and sneers down at you. Her hand slips down your body to your core, and her cock twitches when she finds that you’re fucking dripping.

“Getting off being used like this?” she hisses, dragging her finger through your drenched folds. “Dirty girl.”

“Please,” you moan, canting your hips into her touch. Acheron withdraws her fingers at that, then slaps your still-clothed pussy. You jolt and whine in surprise, those unnatural eyes of yours widening. “Wh—“

“I’ll do what I want to you,” she snarls, gripping your calves and manhandling your thighs open. She pulls you forward until her cock brushes along the soaked fabric of your panties. Her tip catches on your clit and you moan despite the dulled sensation. Then, her fingers hook into your underwear and tug them to the side, exposing your pretty pussy to her.

“So shut up and just take it,” she growls, before shoving her entire length into you with one smooth thrust.

You scream in both pain and pleasure as Acheron splits you open on her thick cock. She has both her hands beneath your knees, holding your legs wide open as she ruts into your clenching cunt, hardly giving you time to adjust. She’s vicious with it, each snap of her hips making the sound of flesh against flesh ring throughout the abandoned mansion alongside your shrill cries of ecstasy. Your fingers claw at the floor until they bleed, drawing red lines on the black marble.

Acheron grunts as she feels your pussy squeeze her—even here, balls-deep in your tight pussy she can feel your incessant heartbeat pulsing away. She feels like she can drown in it, in that rhythmic pitter-patter of your heart as it races like some sort of prey animal.

Yes, that’s what this all feels like—a hunt. She as the wolf, you as the rabbit. She the hunter, you the hunted.

It’s a god damn fucking frenzy. Lust and bloodlust fog her mind. Her hair is turning white. She fucks you into the floor, shifting her position so that gravity helps with each thrust she makes. She practically folds your lower half in ways that would snap a regular human, but only serves to deliriously excite you. Aeons, you’re fucking crazy, but she’d be lying if she said she didn’t feel it too.

But the end of the hunt approaches. She feels you tightening around her, and you scream out her name with each downward drive of her hips. Your heartbeat thunders in her ears now, and she matches her thrusts with each beat, sending slick flying from your gushing cunt and her own leaking cock. She leans up, nosing beneath your jaw, right where your pulse thrums.

But here’s a thing about hunts—there’s only one way they end. So her teeth sink into your neck, the taste of iron and peaches spills onto her tongue, and the world goes white as she reaches her peak.

She’s always never felt more alive than during the moment of the kill.

When she comes to again, she’s kneeling on the floor and there’s blood on her lips and chin, spilling down her neck and onto her chest. She clicks her tongue and wipes her lips with the back of her hand. Beyond that, her clothes are in fine condition, as if nothing ever happened. And maybe she might have believed so, were it not for one thing:

It’s quiet.

That pounding drumbeat is gone, replaced by calm silence. And that’s when she remembers—you’re still here. She looks down, and there you lie, motionless in a pool of crimson liquid, the flesh of your neck torn asunder, exposing the white of your bones and the attaching tendons and sinew.

Your face is frozen in an expression of bliss, eyes half-lidded and lips curled into a half-smile. Idly, Acheron thinks it’s a rather pretty look on you.

(You come back a few minutes later, chest heaving and eyes shooting open. The the scalet halo of blood surrounding your head on the floor makes you look like a bleeding saint.

And then you smile at her, sickly sweet, and your heart starts up again, slowly restarting the cycle once more.

Acheron can’t fucking wait.)

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The Acheron and Black Swan dance...

They are so gay they aren't even trying to hide it-

THE KISS THAT BLACK SWAN GAVE TO ACHERON'S HAND HAD ME GIGGLING AND BLUSHING

(Wishing it was me fr)

Black Swan even moved Acheron's clothing so she can touch her skin... and when Acheron pulled her hand, Black Swan pulled her back and I was KDJDJDJDJDJ

I don't know what to feel about Black Swan being traumatized seeing Acheron's memories or whatsoever while Acheron is clueless about it and just kept dancing. I saw a leaked voiceline of Acheron about BS and she said the dance was nostalgic... poor woman thought the dance was warm but Black Swan was fighting for her life. 😭 still love them though. 🥰

the urge to write acheswan brutal rough sex is strong

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aww HAHA of course!! if I find myself a sugar mommy I'll notify you immediately so we can share ♡ I forgot to say this in my previous ask, but I just wanted to wish you all the best and that you continue being well 🥹 Also I hope your exams will go well!! I'm starting Uni this April and I am NOT happy about it-

Anyways, I will manifest for you to get them all in a single 10 pull 🫶 Anything you want is already yours mwah

I appreciate it! 🥰🫶🏻

I'm gonna be honest that I'm not well these days, I actually just finished crying and doing the activity I thought was gonna be the end of me but turns out to be easy peasy. 😔 I was gonna lose it, honestly.

Ohh, seems like you're going to the next level of your life, I wish you good luck! I hope everything goes well for you. :)

Also, thank you. I will manifest for you as well. We will win 50/50 and get them early pity, trust!

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[inou-ie]

goodluck on your exams, sweetheart <33

you're gonna do so well

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Thank you!!!

I hope I do well... I've been busy doing everything but studying... 🥹 let's just hope I can guess the right answers.😼

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[inou-ie]

Honestly I wasn't sure if I wanted to be Acheron or Blackswan or in between those two because that video was so hot?? 😭

also its so unfair how they put every iconic person in the next banners like wow do they want me to pull for all 4?? 😭 I'm still getting Acheorn though but like YK that was SO not hot (I need a sugar mommy atp)

Let them have their moment so after they're done, they can focus on you. You'll be sandwiched. ☺️

RIIGHT, I've been waiting for Luocha but Acheron is a priority. Plus Jingliu in second phase??? We getting those eidolons. 😏

If you find a sugar mommy, let me know... I need one too.

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DID U WATCH THE NEW ACHERON TRAILER THING OR WHATEVER IDK BUT THE ANIMATION OMGMGMGMGMGMGMGMGMGGM ACHERON AND BLACK SWAN OH MY GODDDDDDDDDD 😻

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YEES, I THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA BE CUTE, GENTLE AND WARM BUT

...it was brutal. 😔 Acheron is dangerous, but we love dangerous women here. 🥰

what if brutal sex with AcheSwan...

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