#calamity cloud au

[crimson-kisses]

Yandere Allies and Axis with a nymph darling that doesn't wanna be with them. Because anyone that the Gods have been with that isn't a God as well has ended in tragedy, something the darling is trying their absolute best to avoid so they don't meet an early demise. So as soon as the darling has found out that they are the Apple to not only one but multiple gods eyes, they ghosted all them. It was like they never existed. However the darling's sisters does know where she's hiding...........

Do what you will with this. ( Gods AU )

Ah yes, my long forgotten abandoned au ;-; I tried to keep this rather simple and short! I like the tragic undertones this ask has 🐝✨

Warning: contains usual yandere themes, toxic relationships and violence.

Fleeting wings

The evidence of it all remained etched on the walls, arts hidden in cave paintings and harsh whispered tales in the dark recounting and retelling the warnings.

The beings were aware of the tragic history that had occurred and unfolded before them, most carried the resilience of their broken ancestors, determined to survive against all odds.

Your mother had been one of them, a being born from the marrows of nature itself, she reminded you of the unfortunate women who gripped the hearts of the deities’ only to end up in a tragedy that wrote the end of them.

And so, you had always threaded carefully when it came to love- the most powerful, corrupted thing which once shattered entire worlds.

It was a solemn warning, when an old cherry tree, rooted atop the ancient mountains had beckoned you closer with it’s thorny branches, entangling in your dress. Hundreds of whispers echoed in your mind as it told you of the events that were bound to repeat if the deities’ so willed if they didn’t get their hands on their beloved sooner.

Their beloved being a lovely maiden, born from the very essence of untamed nature.

That maiden was you, a nymph.

After realizing the horrifying fate that could befall after their corrupted sense of love poisoned their divinity, the only thing that could help you or even delay the horrifying outcome was for you to conceal yourself into the depth of the fragile earth.

Following the long faded away paths of your ancestors, deep down into the abyssal caverns, you had found solace and refuge.

Months had passed, when not even the sunlight had the privilege of kissing your skin with its warm rays, and the wind had to squeeze in through the cracks as you lay in a slumber with the nature curling itself around you, moss covering your entirety and roots cradling your body as a womb of a woman protecting a child.

Unbeknownst to you, the world shifted and groaned, while the winds howled relentlessly and clouds descended, unleashing a torrent of icy hailstones upon the land.

On what appeared to be a tranquil morning, the deities withdrew their feeble mercy and fragile loyalty.

A gentle curl of foam unfurled, its seams unraveling, and soon it overflowed, submerging the islands under its weight.

Inhabitants desperately sought higher ground, mothers cradling their sobbing infants, sons and daughters salvaging remnants of their homes, and fathers striving to protect and guide their loved ones to safety, though their efforts seemed futile.

Sooner or later, things turned sour.

A foreboding realization gripped the hearts of some, understanding that this calamity would escalate to an unimaginable extent. The echoes of their ancestors' experiences were about to resurface, and no one possessed the strength to appease the ferocity of the deities' unleashed wrath. The very structure of the worlds trembled under the weight of their fury, threatening to shatter the boundaries that held everything together.

With a mere curl of their fingers, the sisters, torn from their deeply rooted abodes, were forcefully brought before the imposing throne of the deities. None dared to defy their commands, for chaos ravaged the worlds, teetering on the brink of unleashing something tremendous and catastrophic.

"Speak, for we demand your answers,"

A deep grumble reverberates through the chamber, while gentle droplets of dew caress the roots of the sisters, nurturing their well-being. The deity presiding over the fourteen oceans, the overseer of every movement of the water, fixes them with a stern gaze, awaiting their response.

"We shall not forsake our inherent nature, our lineage, or the vows we have made. Do as you will to punish us, but we implore you, if your divinity is true, grant us mercy," the sisters speak with unwavering determination, remaining steadfast in their convictions.

A heavy silence descends upon the room, mirroring the intense tension and seething wrath that soak through the atmosphere. The skies above darken, as if reflecting the turmoil reaching its breaking point.

A mirror materializes, its surface transforming into a silver portal that shimmers with an ethereal glow. As the portal opens, writhing green flames dance and flicker within, creating a mesmerizing spiral that beckons with an otherworldly allure.

"We shall bestow mercy!" a smooth voice exclaims, resonating with an uncanny clarity.

Chaotic visions envelop the room, casting a hazy, disorienting hue that distorts reality. Horrifying and incomprehensible images swirl around the sisters, accompanied by series of unsettling sounds.

The deity, his figure is surrounded by the flickering green flames, same glow as his eyes, the flames unleash a thunderous roar filled with hunger and echoes the agonized screams of the unfortunate. The atmosphere becomes suffused with terror and despair.

But of course, he wasn’t the only visitor.

Suddenly, amidst the shadows shrouding the room, another dreadful figure emerges, emanating an oppressive presence that drains the very essence of the sisters.

Overwhelmed by the malevolent presences, the sisters stagger, their bodies weakened, as if being crushed beneath an invisible force. They feel trapped, as if buried deep within the earth itself.

The terrifying figure wears skeletal armor that glistens ominously in the sunlight, exuding an aura of darkness and ink-like malevolence. Burning red eyes and searing green eyes fix upon the sisters, both feigning interest while concealing a deep-seated disdain.

"Death is often the pathway towards mercy," the other figure declares, his voice laced with a chilling resonance.

"And even after that, mercy is not always guaranteed in my domain".

The sisters huddle closer together, their trembling bodies consumed by an overwhelming fear that courses through their veins.

A brief moment passes, air heavy with anticipation.

The figure of the deity of Wisdom and Wealth rises from his throne, moving with a measured calmness toward the center of the room, standing before the sisters.

He offers a gentle smile, though it fails to reach his vacant eyes. Slowly, he begins to speak in a voice dripping with honeyed richness.

"Our mercy shall be our forgiveness", he utters, each word laced with authority and concealed threat.

"Speak, unless you wish to endure eternal suffering. Your loyalty is admirable but misguided in the eyes of us deities. Do not test our patience, for our wrath knows no bounds."

No other deity stirs or makes any demands. The room is enveloped in an eerie stillness, as if time itself has come to a stop, casting a frozen stupor over the surroundings.

Silence reigns supreme, leaving everyone in a suspended state of uncertainty.

The sisters gasp for breath, their chests heaving with fear. Is this their end?

Will they suffer mercilessly and face a fate devoid of peace, even after death?

Uncertainty grips their hearts, as they ponder the grim fate that looms before them.

The silence is soon broken, when the king of the deities gives off an amused smile, sky eyes glinting with a newfound excitement.

𖣊𖡛𖣥𖡗𑗋𖣙𖥟𖢅𖢌𖥠

You supposed the elderly forces had exerted all they could, using their waning strength to shield and protect you, but their ancient power could no longer unleash its full potential.

Within the depths of your enclosed casket, a steady flow of essence awakens you from your deep slumber. Weakened vines and branches still try to hold you protectively, cradling your form.

A towering figure, adorned in gleaming metallic armor and wielding mighty weapons, enters the cavern. With a single swipe of his resplendent sword, he shatters the feeble attempts of the cavern to shield you.

The deity of War and Vengeance.

His helmet conceals most of his visage, revealing only a pair of glowing violet eyes fixed upon your captivating figure. Swiftly, the deity tears away the remaining vines and branches, careful not to cause you harm.

You knew deep down that this moment was inevitable. The ancient times did not truly capture the full extent of reality. Those days were long gone, as the world order had changed since those bygone eras.

It was different now. Their attention, once scattered among their own darlings and the allure of their beautiful women, was solely focused on you. It wouldn't have taken much longer for them to claim their beloved treasure. The powers that had thrived in ancient times could not withstand their might, or perhaps they chose not to.

Above you, the air opened up like a celestial maw, its glimmering teeth of stars welcoming you to your tragic fate.

#hetalia #aph hetalia #yandere #yandere hetalia #hetalia germany #hetalia china #hetalia prussia #hetalia england #hetalia russia #hetalia america #yandere x reader #hetalia allies #hetalia axis powers #aph england #aph prussia #aph russia #nymphcore #mythology au #queued post

[crisiscutie]

Dissidia Kadaj/Dissidia Darling headcanons

As the second main pairing of the Dissidia AU, why not give it some backstory? This is based on Sephiroth and Kadaj's storylines in Opera Omnia! Featuring Aerith/Darling and Sephiroth/Darling.

Content Warning: Long Headcanons

༻❁༺ You were separated from Sephiroth and Seymour after a fearsome battle with the summon Shinryu, lost in the chaos that unfolded after the battle.

༻❁༺ You were found comatose by the Warriors of Materia, your life force hanging by a thread. They were split whether to help you, given your affiliation with Sephiroth and Seymour and from previous clashes you had with the warriors. Some desired your demise, while others had faith in you.

༻❁༺ Your childhood friend, Kieran, vouched for you, saying that you were being manipulated by Sephiroth, just like you were by your father back in your world.

༻❁༺ So they took you back to the World of Light and made sure to keep a vigilant eye on you, with Cloud, Zack, and Tifa taking special care.

༻❁༺ Despite knowing full well about what you've done for Sephiroth, Aerith still volunteered to care for you as you recovered.

༻❁༺ Kadaj wasn't sure how to feel about you. Should it be hatred because you were an ally of Sephiroth? But there was something about you that made him feel closer to home, closer to being whole.

༻❁༺ Aerith also sensed something strange about you. She didn't want to believe it, but the negative energy within you felt familiar to her. She couldn't help but be reminded of JENOVA and Sephiroth's negative lifesteam, all too familiar from her own time in the lifestream.

༻❁༺ She also noticed Kadaj lurking by you as well, little by little. Not to mention, Zack and Cloud always seemed to have headaches and low energy levels, which only furthered her suspicions.

༻❁༺ During the discussion about your situation and Sephiroth's intentions, she stayed quiet, attentively listening to Kieran as he talked his childhood with you and the ability of summoners like yourself to harness energy (normally from crystals) to create celestial beings from other planes of existence.

༻❁༺ Upon hearing this information, concern and fear hung in the air for everyone, leaving Cloud as the only one willing to ask the dreaded question.

༻❁༺ "...If she is to summon JENOVA for Sephiroth, then where is it?" He asked, as everyone became gravely silent. Aerith watched him closely as he raised his hand to his temple afterwards, a subtle grimace of pain on his face..

༻❁༺ Kadaj himself stood in silence, his breath quickening with anticipation. Could it be? Was the long-awaited reunion upon him? His heart thumped against his chest, echoing in his ears. His purpose, at last, acknowledged. But now, faced with her presence, his mind raced. What should he do? What should he say!?

༻❁༺ Aerith already knew the awful answer, but she had prayed that she wasn't right. But now, the mountain of evidence left little room for doubt. "JENOVA is growing inside her," she somberly said, eliciting a few gasps.

༻❁༺ But just as she's nurturing the remnant of the man who killed her in her past life, Aerith firmly believed in your salvation, even when you will become one with the calamity that had wiped out her people. Cloud and Zack were surprised by her determination more than anyone.

༻❁༺ Later on, your childhood friend visited your bedside. He expressed his regrets, as he won't be around when you wake up. He must assist his fellow warriors in another world. Even while unconscious, the sadness still consumed your heart as a single tear fell from your closed eyes when he left the room.

༻❁༺ You stirred in your unconscious state later, as Sephiroth's voice echoed in your mind. "Mother, where are you!?" You grimaced, tossing in your sleep as he spoke more. "You belong with us, darling. Your destiny..." his velvety voice now held hints of a malicious growl.

༻❁༺ Aerith and Kadaj rushed to your bedside as they heard your panted whimpers. The words of Sephiroth (or JENOVA?) intensified, growing louder and more aggressive in your mind. "The Reunion!"

༻❁༺In an instant, your eyes opened, your breathing frantic as you quickly took in your surroundings. Your intense gaze then met Kadaj's, sparks igniting within you as you spoke. "S-Sephiroth?"

༻❁༺ Kadaj's heart sunk in his chest as that name escaped your lips, his slit eyes welling up with tears. That familiar doubt and fear within him resurfaced, gnawing at his insides. Surely, you're still in a stupor? That shouldn't mean that you don't know him or that Mother preferred Sephiroth over him!

༻❁༺ His lips moved, but no sound escaped them. He silently searched for the words he longed to say, but they eluded him. So he stormed out of the room, the door slamming shut behind him.

༻❁༺ Aerith's concerned gaze followed his departure as she promised herself to check on him later. She then redirected her attention towards you with a warm smile.

༻❁༺ "Hey, how are you?" Her voice was tender as she placed a comforting hand on your shoulder. "I'm Aerith, a friend of Kieran's." Your eyes widened at the mention of Kieran's name. "Looks like I have a lot to catch you up on!"

There'll be more!

#sephiroth #ff7 sephiroth #final fantasy 7 #ff7 #crisis cutie #aerith gainsborough x reader #aerith gainsborough #ff7 aerith #ffvii remake #kadaj x reader #sephiroth ff7 #cloud strife #sephiroth x reader #final fantasy vii #final fantasy x reader #one winged masquerade AU #female reader #x female reader #x reader

[sashi-ya]

𝑲𝑼𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑲𝑰 𝑩𝒀𝑨𝑲𝑼𝒀𝑨 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻

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𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 & 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐬 ✦ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ➡ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 [7/7] ✦ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ➡ // 霊圧 + 淫慾. //spiritual pressure + lust. [𝘵𝘩𝘦-𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩-𝘰𝘧-𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘹 𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪-𝘺𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘣] ✦ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ➡ 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝚔𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚋𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚢𝚊 𝚡 𝚏! 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 [3/-] ✦ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ➡ 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑

𝐅𝐢𝐜𝐬> +18 & sfw ✦ 18+ 𝑹𝑶𝑶𝑴 𝟑𝟎𝟏. byakuya x m! reader ✦ 𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 ✦ 18+  𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚 & 𝑽𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂 🍯. aphrodisiacs. byakuya x f! reader ✦ 18+ 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 D18: CUMDUMP. byakuya x f! reader. ✦ 18+ 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 D9: BANKAI. byakuya x f! reader ✦ 18+ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭. dom! byakuya x f! reader ✦ 18+ 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬. kuchiki byakuya x f! reader. ✦ +18 𝑩𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝑨𝒃𝒃𝒚𝒔, 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒆. Martial God! Byakuya x Great Calamity! Reader. [tgcf AU]

✦ おやすみ. byakuya kuchiki x f! reader. ✦ [+18 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬] 𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐁𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ✦ 𝕾𝖊𝖗𝖛𝖊 𝕸𝖊. +18 dom! byakuya kuchiki x f! reader ✦ Business Trip. +18 ceo! kuchiki byakuya x f! reader (vday event) ✦ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝒀𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑮𝒀. +18 byakuya x f! reader (trying for a baby) ✦ 𝐇𝐂𝐬: 𝐁𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝙱𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚢𝚊'𝚜 𝙱𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝙲𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗   ✦ 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐦.

✦ 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧. byakuya x f! reader. (shoujo event ✦ 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐛𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐲𝐚. byakuya x gn! reader ✦ 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ⋆˙⊹ +18 byakuya x f! reader. (xmas event) ✦ ＳＥＮＢＯＮ ❀ ＺＡＫＵＲＡ byakuya x f! reader (cotton candy clouds event) ✦ 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐔𝐏, 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀. comforting byakuya during a nightmare ✦ 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆. +18 byakuya | gin | aizen | ulquiorra✦ Mayuri's investigation P1: Gotei 13's waters contaminated by Aphrodisiacs - Subjects: Byakuya & Shunsui +18

✦ 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 ♡ ᴅᴀʏ 22 ➡ +18 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄. byakuya x f! reader ✦ 𝐏𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 • BLEACH MEN • +18 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬  ✦ 𝐊𝐨𝐢 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐩 & 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐚 𝐁𝐮𝐝𝐬 +18 byakuya x f! reader x jushiro ukitake ✦ The Monarch Butterfly. Byakuya x f! reader ✦ Lunar Eclipse. +18 byakuya x f! reader (opxbleach crossover event).

#byakuya kuchiki x reader #kuchiki byakuya x reader #byakuya x reader #byakuya kuchiki imagine #byakuya x you #kuchiki byakuya #byakuya kuchiki x you #kuchiki byakuya x you #byakuya #kuchiki byakuya imagine #byakuya kuchiki #bleach #bleach headcanons #bleach imagines #bleach byakuya #bleach x reader #bleach anime #bleach fanart

[theinstagrahame]

This is the post where I show off the stuff I've gotten in the last month-ish. And it's been another good one!

(I mean it's always a good one, I have excellent taste)

Coffee and Chaos: I'm tickled by the concept of a coffeeshop AU, and I know that this game isn't explicitly for that. But it's also not *not* for that. Comes in a like conference-style folder, with all the bits you need to play tucked into the sides, which is also a great presentation that I felt deserved a shout-out!

Far Horizons Guide to Cults: I'm friendly with some Far Horizons folks, but wanted this book because it's awesome. A book containing notes and pre-made cults that have goals and drives beyond just "Be A Cult". I am intrigued by the occult, and I hope this gives me more nuance.

Neurocity: Picked this up on vibes alone, but I'm hearing more and more rad things about the creator. It's dystopic, a little cyberpunk, and the book is dripping with style. Can't wait to dig deeper.

You're In Space and Everything's Fucked: Station and Struggler's Guides: The title alone sold me, but I like what Dinoberry Press puts out in general. This is a solo survival space horror game with a cool respawn mechanic. I also splurged on the fancy version because the covers are very cool.

Dead Belt: The pleather folio for this honestly is what sold me, but the game itself is really cool. Salvage ships by laying out cards, exploring, and managing your air and tool resources. Try not to die. I haven't really succeeded at that last part yet...

Exquisite Corpse in the Maggot's Keep: Technically, this isn't a TTRPG, but it's go so many TTRPG folks in it that it might as well be. It's a choosable path adventure written by a variety of people in (if I remember the pitch) exquisite corpse style.

Best Left Buried: Throne of Avarice and In Calamity's Wake: As we already know, I'm a SoulMuppet fan (as in, I've written for their other big series, Orbital Blues). The main book, Throne of Avarice, was written by a creator whose work I've been trying to get more of. I haven't read Best Left Buried as fully as a game, but I am really excited by the excuse to dig in.

Between Clouds: I like air islands and big monsters and found family. Partially, I grabbed this because a friend got really excited about it, and it seemed like it could be fun to run a campaign with them, but I'm also curious about the Year Zero Engine, and glad to see people using it.

Kitchen Knightmares: Grabbed this as an add-on for the You're In Space crowdfund, but I'm glad I got it because it's loosely inspired by This Discord Has Ghosts In It, and that game rules. I might be able to pitch this to my friend group, who enjoyed Discord Has Ghosts.

In a Mirror Brightly/Handbaskets: First off, plug for the RTFM podcast, because it's very good. This two-games-in-one book is created by the two hosts of that show, who are great designers and seem really lovely. But, two wildly different vibes in a single volume is a great idea.

You Meet in a Tavern, You Die in a Dungeon: I've been following the creator for this since some of my earliest days in the RPG scene, so I was happy to help make this a reality. Feels very tropey, and I mean that in the best way possible.

In Other Waters: Tidebreak: Honestly, I have barely scratched the surface of In Other Waters, the PC game this is based on. But this is a Mothership solo hack that returns to that world, and it had me curious based on that pitch alone.

Aaand because I'm a doofus who forgot to include it, here's one more book! PLUS A guest appearance from my new desk mat.

Teeth: Been into Forged in the Dark lately, and as much as I enjoy Monster of the Week, the pitch for this seemed like it was more my speed. You're monster hunters, trying to keep the occult under wraps, while keeping secrets of your own. Plus, horror comedy!

The mat is the cover art from Friends at the Table's current season, Palisade. It's an Armor Astir campaign following up on some of the characters from their Partizan series.

#ttrpg #ttrpg design #indie ttrpg #ttrpg dev #rpg monthly mail call

[robininthelabyrinth]

For a prompt, could you do an AU of Spilled Pearl's where Lan Qiren is the older one by many generations and Wen Rouhan is a young upstart, Maybe even the youngest in his generation.

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“I’m having a problem with one of my students,” Lan Qiren said.

“Oh?” Baoshan Sanren said, and put down her cup of tea. “This is going to be good.”

Cangse Sanren, the honorable eldest disciple seated beside her honored teacher, sniggered.

(Lan Qiren had never regretted saving her life, even though it had nearly cost him his own, even though bringing her back to her master’s mountain and fighting through the prohibition on her return had led to the highly singular sequence of events that had brought him to his present position as the mysterious near-immortal of the Lan sect that spent most of his time travelling but who appeared like clockwork every ten years to teach a summer’s worth of lectures at the Cloud Recesses.

But that didn’t mean he didn’t sometimes want to strangle her.)

“I thought you’d seen it all by now,” she said, her eyes curving into crescents even as her master cackled, the sound of her croaking slipping out of the strictly human towards the end. “What is it this one? He can’t be any more mischievous than my A-Ying.”

Lan Qiren had a headache just thinking about Wei Wuxian, and not just because the rascal was currently married to one of Lan Qiren’s favorite grandnephews (several times removed). If they weren’t so blindingly happy together, he would have objected long ago on the grounds of Lan Wangji being far too good to be wasted on a brat like Wei Wuxian, no matter how brilliant an inventor the latter had turned out to be.

“If your child is second in shamelessness, no one would ever claim to be first,” Lan Qiren said dryly, and ignored Cangse Sanren’s sniggered “That’s my monkey!” “But as it happens, this one is also a genius.”

“A genius?” Baoshan Sanren asked. “And here I thought you were going to say he was another Nie Huaisang.”

“…I thought we agreed you would never mention that name in my presence again.”

“You agreed,” she said. “I didn’t. Why would I ever stop mentioning the one true blemish on your otherwise pristine teaching record?”

“Mm, indeed. On the same subject, how is Yanling Daoren doing? Recovering?”

Cangse Sanren caught her teacher’s hand and lowered it back down to the table before it hit Lan Qiren in the face. She was still smiling, completely unaffected by the interplay between immortal and near-immortal – though he supposed, in fairness, that she was used to it by now.

“Tell us about this student of yours,” she said. “What’s the problem? Is he terribly arrogant?”

“Well, he’s a Wen. Arrogance comes with the territory.”

“That’s what happens when your sect is founded by a doctor turned general, I suppose.”

“Nasty little thug,” Baoshan Sanren sniffed. Lan Qiren wasn’t sure he believed her, less because he had any particular respect for Wen Mao than because he knew that the old immortal hadn’t had a nice word  to say about anyone for as long as he’d known her…and that was quite a while by now.

“His name is Wen Ruohan,” Lan Qiren said, deciding to ignore her. “And sad to say, he’s every bit as brilliant as his arrogance suggests. Even your Wei Wuxian has accepted him into his personal classes.”

Cangse Sanren’s eyebrows arched, suitably impressed. Her son preferred inventing new calamities to teaching, and spending time with his husband over either of those, so he severely limited the number of students he accepted at any given time, allowing in only the truly talented (or family, of course). Of course, given his terrible memory, he could also be doing that so he’d be able to remember what all of them were called…

“He’s one of the younger ones in his generation, but he’s already an accomplished master of arrays,” Lan Qiren continued. “He’s invented a fair share of them, and his cultivation level is quite impressive, especially given his youth. Beyond his academic accomplishments, he’s well-mannered and charming, thoughtful and quite clever, a good conversationalist, with a decent number of achievements in night-hunting and the like under his belt…”

“I’d ask about his morality, but you’ve already said he’s a Wen.”

“He’s not as bad as all that. He has a younger brother he’s quite protective of, and that seems to have stimulated his desire to be a good role model. Even if his understanding of convention morality is – ah – imperfect, then at minimum he is willing to abide by the usual requirements of common social mores.”

“All right,” Baoshan Sanren said. “Now that you’re done singing his praises, will you tell us what the problem with him is?"

Lan Qiren contemplated throwing his teacup at her face. It would probably be suicide, but oh, how satisfying a death it would be...

Cangse Sanren removed his cup with the excuse of refilling it. “Go on, Qiren,” she said encouragingly. “Tell us the issue you’ve been having.”

“Well,” Lan Qiren said. “He appears to be…infatuated with me.”

“Big deal. If I had to count all the students you’ve had that’ve been hot for teacher, I wouldn’t have years enough to do it,” Baoshan Sanren grumbled. “Just because he’s been obvious enough for you to notice doesn’t make him special.”

“That’s not the issue,” Lan Qiren said, and almost on cue Cangse Sanren got it, which he knew because she started laughing hard enough that she had to put his cup to the side to avoid knocking it over. “Your reaction is unnecessary.”

“Oh no,” Cangse Sanren said, cackling, and Baoshan Sanren starting grinning ghoulishly as well. “It’s very necessary, you’ll find. Very necessary…tell me, are you actually sleeping with him, or do you just want to?”

“It would be monstrously inappropriate!”

“Just want to, then. You’re too repressed, my friend – if he wants to and you want to, what’s the problem?”

“I’m his teacher.”

“He’s of age, isn’t he? And a Wen to boot, so he’s not about to be intimidated by the fact that you’re more powerful than he is…tell me, is the age gap between you part of the attraction? Does he find how ancient you are unbearably attractive?”

“I hate you,” Lan Qiren informed his dearest friend.

“I think you should go for it,” Baoshan Sanren announced, and Lan Qiren glanced at her with arched eyebrows – she wasn’t the sort of person who encouraged people to do things, old doom-crow that she was no matter the color of her feathers. “It’d be funny when you crash and burn.”

Lan Qiren’s eyes narrowed. “I am not accepting his suit just because you would be entertained by it.”

“No, you’d be accepting his suit because he’s brilliant, well-mannered, and a good conversationalist, and because you’ll have far too much fun putting him in his place on a regular basis while he livens up the wrinkled-up miserable raisin of a life you live. It’s just that it will also be entertaining for me.”

“Once the season passes, you won’t be his teacher any longer,” Cangse Sanren pointed out. “You could offer to allow him to escort you on your travels for a little while – if he agrees, that means he values you above his ambitions, which is a very high compliment for a Wen. And you’ll get to see if you like it.”

“You make it sound like some sort of – spring fling.”

“Autumn fling,” she grinned. “You teach in the summer.”

“Cangse Sanren!”

“Oh, let me have my fun! This is lovely, Qiren. I support you entirely.”

“I came here to be talked out of this, not into it.”

“You came to the wrong place, then,” Baoshan Sanren said, rubbing her chin in a thoughtful way Lan Qiren didn’t trust at all. “You ought to have known better – no, to put it otherwise, you did know better, which means you didn’t really want to be talked out of it after all. This boy must be compelling indeed to get your attention to such a degree in such a short amount of time…”

She grinned, then.

Lan Qiren really didn’t trust that expression.

“What are you smiling about?” he asked suspiciously.

“I think I’d like to meet him.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Wonderful!” Cangse Sanren said, clapping her hands. “We should lure him in. I can set up a night-hunt in the area, separate him from the rest –”

“You are not hunting him down as if he were a weak sheep parted from his flock!”

“So protective. I really must evaluate him for himself –”

“Leave him alone!”

“Does he have the capacity to cultivate to your level, do you think? He must be very promising.”

Lan Qiren wanted to strangle them both, and then maybe himself for crushing on a young man so many generations his junior no matter how bright his eyes were or how jaunty his smile when he tried out the worst of his terrible pick-up lines on Lan Qiren.

Though if he really did manage to make it to Baoshan Sanren’s mountain and back, it would undoubtedly serve as an aid to his cultivation, making it more likely that he would eventually be able to cultivate to a level where he could live alongside Lan Qiren for longer than he might otherwise, if he were not powerful enough…

Lan Qiren huffed in disgust as he realized he had it exactly as bad as the two women cackling in front of him were insisting he did. Why was he friends with them again?

“Because you love us, because we last,” Cangse Sanren said, her eyes twinkling. “Just the way you do. Just give in and let it happen, Qiren – you really do need to live a little. Otherwise, what’s the point of being alive?”

#mdzs #lan qiren #cangse sanren #baoshan sanren #wen ruohan #my fic #my fics #I'm trying to finish posting all my old snippets as I get closer to getting the Megafic ready for posting

[aimeelouart]

congrats on rewiring my brain. every ff7 au fic i read now, im thinking in the back of my head 'but what if cursed strife or calamity zack showed up right now'.

do you think cursed strife ever gets a sense of there being a template that these universes are deviating from? we know that there's an original story they're all based on, but idk if there'd be a reason for c!s to consider any one universe a baseline to measure all the rest against.

You’re welcome! 😇 I, too, constantly think about that. Including for non-FF7. I just want Cursed!Cloud to land in Resident Evil 8 and give my boy Ethan a fucking break.

CC absolutely has noticed that there’s a template, and it’s his. He doesn’t know if that’s true across all time and space, or if it’s just that it’s easier to land in dimensions more like his own. If he were more scientifically-minded he might try to find out, but he’ll leave that to Professor Strife.

#ask #lore asks #cursed to strife

[cloudninetonine]

Cloud's LU Masterlist!

LU is a comic called Linked Universe by the creator JoJo! You can find the comic under the name Linked Universe on tumblr!

A Player’s Aid

Chapter I, Chapter II, Chapter III, Chapter IV, Chapter V, Chapter VI, Chapter VII, Chapter VIII, Chapter IX, Chapter X, Chapter XI, Chapter XII, Chapter XIII, Chapter XIV, Chapter XV, Chapter XVI

Guide lore

Guide lore 1,

Fics/Ficlets

Official Boys

Time

Sick Player

Sexy Voice Player

Time protecting Player

Twilight

Bi Player

Sexy Voice Player

Warriors

Flirty Player saving Wars

Yandere Warriors (reverse au)

Sky

...

Legend

Bunny! Legend and Bunny! Player

Hyrule

Playing with Hyrule's ears

Fairy Prince

Hyrule, Player and Link JR

Wild

Korok trouble

Four

Sexy Voice/FlirtyPlayer

Minish Four - Part 1, Part 2

Four confession

Wind (Purely platonic!)

Last breaths

The Chain

Pregnant Player, Part 2

Chain getting dumped into Player's world

Trip to Satori Mountain

Player with a 'hickey'

Player introducing the Chain to Happy Tree Friends

INFP Player

What's up dog?

Sunshine

Giant Goose Player

But it'll cost ya...

Broken arm

Player and the Dollmaker - ft @next-hero-in-line's oc, the Dollmaker! :D

Unofficial boys (First Hero, Cringe boys, etc)

First

Sick Player

Bi Player

Flirty First

Introduction

Koridai

Crumb of Koridai

Courage

Comparisons

Calamity

...

Spirit (Purely Platonic!)

...

Dink

Yandere one-shot

Ravio

Yandere one-shot

Mecha (Linksona???)

Introductions

Alternate universes (AUs)

Tethered (Currently on hiatus)

Sky

Wind

Warriors

Time

Twilight

Four

Cringe Links (Main story line)

Courage and Koridai lore headcanons

Yandere boys

Player meets Koridai

Player meet Courage (With Koridai!)

Kiss

Meeting the Chain

Mess

Meeting

Ghirahim

Fever

Tense Introduction

Abyss

The Hero of the Tides

The Hero of Nature

The Hero of Eve

Villain Chain

The Hero of the Famine

The Hero of the Oracles

A favour for a favour

Reincarnation

Synopsis

Note: WANNA THANK MY GIRLFRIEND FOR HELPING ME MAKE THIS FOR ME SO I DIDN'T HAVE TO STRESS! I LOVE YOU, SWEETHEART!

PART 2 MASTERLIST LINK

#Masterlist #linked universe x reader #linked universe imagine #linked universe #lu

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Pick a blorbo vibe!

In the Forsaken AU, Zelda and Gerudo Link are conspiring how to get Mystery Link to reappear after vanishing in the Lost Woods (Zel: Ok, so what we need is a damsel in distress--you'll do just nicely // Gan: I AM NOT PRETENDING TO BE A DAMSEL). They're whispering heatedly in Zelda's fancy royal tent (that Gerudo Link has to assemble for her) just outside the Lost Woods.

In Breath of the Sky, Cloud and Zel are slowly making their way over to the picnic that Princess and Champion set up for everyone. Champ is nervously eating all the food. Mipha is hovering in the distance hoping everything is ok. It's sunny and warm and pleasant outside, at least, despite all the drama.

In the Imprisoning War Era, Hemisi and Link snuck out of the castle while he's still sick because Link wants to spend time with Hemisi and she 100% plans to kidnap him to the desert (or at least to the Gerudo designated quarters so he can be taken care of until he gets better). Ganondorf is exasperated. Impa is too. Hemisi and Link look like drowned cats because it's pouring outside and they definitely were not crawling across the walls and roof of the castle haha nope!

In the Wild Spirit AU, Abel, Link, and Lyra are getting ready to fight Calamity Ganon. Abel hears his boy's voice again for hte first time, but there's a giant malice monster to deal with, worry about that later, Abel! The castle is dark and ominous and cold, it's starting to storm outside, it's time to get to business!

In a Hyrule fresh from the Calamity, Abel and Tilieth are starting to make plans for the next part of their journey. Abel definitely keeps waking Link up simply because he can, because he needs to after going to Blatchery Plain, and Til has to eventually get on his case about letting their poor son sleep. It's daybreak in Kakariko, it's time to hit the road again.

In Zora's Domain, a little four-year-old is about to explore the great world around him and his father will absolutely have a heart attack over it. But Link's ready to have an adventure!

In the Dad Squad, the dads are having an intense game of rummy and literally nobody can get the rules right. Abel's pretty sure Rusl's cheating, Rusl can't be cheating because Abel's playing it wrong, and Fierce just wings it while also wondering what the purpose of this entire ordeal is (this doesn't seem very conducive to strategy building, but perhaps it's for little immature mortal minds and the adults just do it to keep up the skills they learned as boys).

In LU in Healthcare, Sky's napping and therefore misses Wind frantically texting him about Warriors, but the rain is so gentle on the roof, the forest is quiet, and he's exhausted. Time, however, gets the messages before going into surgery, and soon it'll be time to pick up the pieces.

#random rambles #y'all I tried to play rummy with coworkers recently #and I could not remember how to play #it was tragic #anyway the forsaken au is once again making me laugh #HOW MANY AUS DO I HAVE AT THIS POINT THIS IS RIDICULOUS #anyway where would y'all want to chill/have an adventure? #I can't decide #but Zelda dragging Gerudo Link into chaos is making me laugh a lot #and Hemisi being an agent of chaos and Link 100% going along with it is also cracking me up #Ganondorf's gonna get an aneurysm #Fierce will never figure out how rummy works because Rusl and Abel keep teaching him different rules #breath of the sky my poor neglected beloved #I have no motivation for that story at the moment sigh #I have too many ideas my brain is scrambled #gonna probably play totk and see if ambience puts me in a better mood sigh

[wangxianficrecs]

Follower Recs

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Stiltonbasket doens’t miss, this one is just so good! @ladyunderthemolehill

travelers through the empty gate

by stiltonbasket (@stiltonbasket)

M, WIP, 90k, Wangxian & Nielan

Summary: Ten years after eliminating the Jiang and Nie clans, Emperor Wen Ruohan is dethroned by a young demonic cultivator from the outlands of Yiling, who surpasses him in both talent and cruelty. Where Wen Ruohan burned his enemies, Emperor Yiling raises his from the dead, and sends them through the imperial city to hunt down every last remnant of the Wen clan that tries to evade his clutches. The last thing Lan Wangji wants to do with the Yiling huangdi is marry him. Unfortunately, his family's fall from grace leaves him with no other choice.

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Continuing with another stiltonbasket fic, a tgcf fusion with LWJ as a calamity? Reincarnated WWX? Pining ^ 2? Lovely! @ladyunderthemolehill

【银 劍 探 心】| Silver Jian Seeking Hearts

by stiltonbasket (@stiltonbasket)

M, WIP, 30k, Wangxian

Summary: “A ghost bridegroom?” Wei Wuxian asks, when he receives his latest night-hunting assignment from Uncle Jiang. “Have women been going missing?” If brides have been going missing, this is the first that Wei Wuxian is hearing about it; which is strange, because the systematic kidnapping of brides should have quickly been recognized as spirits’ work and reported as such to the nearest cultivation sect as soon as possible. “Three women and ten men have gone missing so far,” his uncle tells him. “Jinshan town is out of our jurisdiction, and the records say there hasn’t been a hunt in the area since before my grandfather’s time. But no one from Jinshan thought to report the disappearances until today, so the victims must be long dead by now.” - Four hundred years after the Sunshot Campaign, a reincarnated Wei Wuxian dresses himself in wedding red to defeat the ghost of a bridegroom. Deep within the forests of Jinshan Mountain, the mourning calamity Yin Jian Tan Xin waits to marry his beloved.

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Scheming NHS sends himself and three others to the past to fix things. @ladyunderthemolehill

Kay's Rec

In My Defence, I Have None (For Never Leaving Well Enough Alone)

by SemiLocalCryptid

T, WIP, 73k, Wangxian

Summary: Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji, and Wen Ning are unsure of how they feel about Nie Huaisang trapping them in a soul-transferring array that sends them to the past, long before the happy ending they had suffered so much for. Reliving their most traumatic memories is not what they had planned when they went out on a seemingly innocuous nighthunt. But now that they're here, apparently to stay, they have no intention of making the same mistakes twice. (Or, a Time-Travel AU where Nie Huaisang sends Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji, Wen Ning, and himself back to their first night at the Cloud Recesses with an agenda: save everyone, especially his brother)

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Scheming NHS Schemes Again but don’t worry, he has a plan! @ladyunderthemolehill

Nie Huaisang's Ten Steps to Fix The Fucked Up Reality

by cosmic_zephyr (astralcelestia)

T, WIP, 62k, Wangxian

Summary: 1. Find the time travel array in the Nie library 2. Convince (manipulate) Wei Wuxian to use demonic cultivation to activate the array. 3. Transmigrate to the body of your 15-year-old selves with Wei Wuxian and Survive his wrath. 4. Come up with yet another exaggerated, slightly concerning, plan to save Lotus Pier, Dafan Wens and your brother. 5. Use Empathy to make the Wen siblings side with you in the mess that is soon to come. 6. Kill the main Wen family and make Wen Qing the new leader of Qishan Wen so innocent people are not killed. 7. Annoy the hell out of Lanling Jin just for funsies and also a political statement because Jin Guangshan can suck it. 8. Preferably, just for your own sanity, find a way to kill Jin Guangshan and Jin Guangyao. 9. Work with Wei Wuxian and Wen Qing to solve the sabre problem of the Nie clan. 10. Live a happy life with your brother alive and the cultivation world not being a huge fucked up mess. Aka the fic where Nie Huaisang and Wei Wuxian (and Lan Wangji) travel back in time and save the cultivation world. Except the fact that nothing goes according to plan when disaster trio Wen Qing, Nie Huaisang and Wei Wuxian is involved.

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In which the Burial Mounds change WWX to something not human and it won’t be easy to stay in control. Good angst and whump in this one @ladyunderthemolehill

Le Sang du Cygne

by Enfant_Loup

T, WIP, 23k, Wangxian & Nielan

Summary: He could recall with crystalline clarity the cry of the eagles in the blue skies above, the cliffside, and the rocks. And the beast hiding there, watching him. A snow leopard. He remembered the eyes, and the knowledge chilling his spine, that he was in front of a predator. That he was a guest on this mountain. That he could be killed at any moment if the animal wishes so. Wei Wuxian’s eyes were like this for a second, there and immediately gone again, like sparks dancing fleetingly when tossing wood in a fire. Wei Wuxian comes back from the Burial Mounds changed, his teeth a little sharper, his eyes a little redder.

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In which WWX leaves the Jiang sect before the CR lectures. I rather like fics that explore different What-Ifs. @ladyunderthemolehill

My heart knows (you’re the missing piece)

by makexianxianhappytoday

T, WIP, 67k, Wangxian

Summary: At a young age, Wei Ying thought that Lotus Pier was his sanctuary. Wei Ying thought wrong. What if Wei Wuxian had chosen to leave Yunmeng Jiang even before attending the cloud recesses, how does it changes things? Rogue cultivator WWX! fic (for awhile!) * chpt 1 could be read as a one-shot * but also im making it into a short series

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(Please REBLOG as a signal boost for these hard-working authors if you like – or think others might like – these stories.)

#Wangxian Fic Recs #follower recs #mdzs #the untamed #follower rec #MDZS #Mo Dao Zu Shi #The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation #Wangxian #The Untamed #Chenqingling #CQL #Chenqing Ling #WIP Rec Week #WIP #Work in Progress #travelers through the empty gate #stiltonbasket #Mature #long fic > 50k #Nielan #medium fic 15k-49k #I Have None (For Never Leaving Well Enough Alone) #SemiLocalCryptid #Teen #Nie Huaisang's Ten Steps to Fix The Fucked Up Reality #cosmic_zephyr (astralcelestia) #Le Sang du Cygne #Enfant_Loup #My heart knows (you’re the missing piece)

[wangxianficfinder]

I'm in the mood for...

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1. Hi! i don’t know if anyone has asked this yet, but do you know of any fics where lwj goes to visit or study at lotus pier as a teenager? thank you! i hope you’re doing well

sweet chaos by eachandeverydimension (G, 86k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Canon Divergence, Fluff, Romance, Light Angst, Falling In Love, Different First Meeting, Qīnghéng-jūn's A+ Parenting, Night Hunts, Chinese Language, Good Sibling LXC, Good Sibling JYL, POV LWJ, Getting Together, Love Confessions, First Kiss, Chinese Culture, Slow Burn, No Homophobia AU)

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2. Itmf fics where LWJ's mom is alive and has scenes with WWX? I just think they'd get along really well and tease LWJ and it would feel soft and sweet

my life’s journey is far from over by thelastdboy (E, 147k, WangXian, Modern AU, Canon Divergence, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, MDM Lan Lives, JYL Lives, WQ Lives, Post-Sunshot Campaign, PTSD, Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, POV WWX, Slow Burn, Anxiety, Situational Mutism, YL WWX, Case Fic, Sentient Burial Mounds, Recovery, Hurt/Comfort, Modern AU but not too modern™, mlm/wlw solidarity, Mild Smut, Non-Verbal Safewords, Dom/sub, Kink Negotiation, Kink Exploration, NMJ Lives)

paired wings soaring by typefortydeductions (E, 33k, wangxian, modern, domestic bliss, slice of life, angst, fluff, smut, hurt/comfort, kissing, BDSM)

he gets under your skin by Skadiseven (M, 87k, wangxian, inspired by while you were sleeping, accidental engagement, mutual pining, angst w/ happy ending)

A Mother’s Curse (A Mother’s Blessing) by Eudoxia (E, 33k, WangXian, A/B/O Dynamics, Omega WWX, Alpha LWJ, Huli Jing LWJ, Huli Jing WWX, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Curses, Case Fic, Animal Transformation, Arranged Marriage, Misunderstandings, No Sunshot Campaign, No Yīn Iron (The Untamed TV), Mentions of Ace LXC, Mentions of Ace WN, XuanLi, XiNing, ChengSongQing, Knotting, Rimming, Blow Jobs, Oral Sex, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating Bites, Mating Bond, Size Kink, Mpreg, Pregnancy, Pregnant Sex, LWJ and WWX Have a Breeding Kink, Intersex Male Omegas, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Squirting)

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3. Hii! These requests are for the IITMF(is it too much?):

A) Fics where You Ziyuan is actually being a good guardian to WWX and supporting him; he's being treated genuinely good in LP.

- I've already read a fic where WWX was her nephew, And Time Is But a Paper Moon by Sami and in case of fire, break glass.

❤️ the thing with feathers by RoseThorne  (G, 43k, wangxian, Transmigration, Time Travel Fix-It, Illnesses, Family, Scars, Memory Loss, Angst, Fear, Recovery, Sharing a Bed, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Good Parent YZY, Referenced Sexual Slavery, Blood and Gore, Sexual Tension, Arranged Marriage, Grief, Adoption, POV Third Person, POV Alternating, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Good Parent LQR, Clairvoyance, Butterfly Effect) starts with canon relationship but becomes much better

【银 劍 探 心】| Silver Jian Seeking Hearts by stiltonbasket (M, 23k, wangxian, tgcf fusion, calamity lwj, reincarnation, heavy angst w/ happy ending, WIP)

Still Waters by PorcupineGirl (G, 6k, wangxian, canon divergence, cloud recesses study arc, YZY pov, protective YZY, arranged marriage)

Aunt Knows Best by misbehavingvigilante (M, 10k, WWX & YZY, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Character Study, Crossdressing, Dysfunctional Family, Gender Identity, Fix-It, Sexism, Trans WWX, Good Parent YZY)

B) fics where WWX is actually trained in Meishan, and has a good relationship with the clan and it's people.

- I've read the one where WWX trained with Yinzhu and Jinzhu to be an assassin to protect JC.

C) fics where WWX comes to CL as the heir of Baoshan Sanren.

- the Gusu elders are being amazed by him and his intelligence.

-LWJ falling hard for him and confessing

Become Tomorrow by  ShanaStoryteller (Not rated, 39k, wangxian, cloud recesses study arc) WWX is BSSR’s disciple but lies about it (with help from JYL) when caught sneaking into Cloud Recesses.

D) fics where WWX is not mischievous as he's in canon. He's actually serious and graceful and elegant (more Gusu Lan type) and LWJ falling for him the same.

- WWX being the fav student of LQR.

A Secret Never Shared by Vrishchika (T, 28k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, frankencanon, Pining, Soft LWJ, Deity WWX, BAMF WWX)

fell by you by Vrishchika (E, 44k, WangXian, Dragons, Dragon LWJ, Fantasy, Explicit Smut in Last Chapter, Pining, POV LWJ, dragonji, Canon Divergence, Immortals, Deities, Dragon WWX, Angst with a Happy Ending)

please only recomend those that are completed or at least 70%-80% completed.

Thanks for your time! Have a good day :) @purhplet09

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4. In the spirit of the season (and knowing how long these posts take the lovely mods to compile) I'm thinking I'll be in the mood for some Hallmark AUs (or even just vaguely Hallmark like) by the time I see this ask again. Anything from actual serious fics to complete utter crack. Anyone know any?

Bet Your Heart by Vamillepudding (G, 14k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Romantic Comedy, Mutual Pining, Hurt/Comfort, Getting Together) i feel like this can work for #4 (and this author as she does romantic comedy really well!)

The Mistletoe Virgin by Vamillepudding (G, 12k, WangXian, Modern AU, Romantic Comedy, Friends to Lovers, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Deaf LWH)

hurry down my chimney tonight by gusuvibes (G, 20k, WangXian, Modern AU, dad!lwj, WWX and JC are Santa's Elves, Holiday Setting, A-Yuan is too smart for his own good, Fluff and Humor, NHS is a pimp, but not literally, Happy Ending, Surprise Santas)

A Very Hallmark Untamed Christmas by User_Shay_Wade (M, 5k, WangXian, Modern AU, Small Town, Attempt at Humor, Reference to anal sex, Inspired by Hallmark Christmas Movies)

The Maine Thing (Is That You Send A Card) by Comfect (T, 16k, WangXian, Modern AU, Romance, Excessive Use of Rom-Com Tropes, Inspired by Hallmark Christmas Movies, Meet-Cute, Snowed InSlow Burn, But Not That Slow A Burn, finding yourself, Cozy, Libraries)

Do You Feel What I Feel? by istartedtheapocalypse (M, 33k, WangXian, Modern AU, Kid Fic, kid fic ish, wangxian in a hallmark christmas movie but hornier, and with slightly more plot and angst, the background XiYao has lighter than canon levels of toxicity but it is still a lil toxic, Holidays, Christmas)

he gets under your skin by Skadiseven (M, 87k, WangXian, Inspired By While You Were Sleeping (1995), Modern AU, Accidental Engagement, Chicago (City), wangxian's tendency to self-sacrifice, Christmas, Mutual Pining, There's A LOT of Musical References, Slow Burn, Angst with a Happy Ending)

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5. Please smother me in canonverse fluff!

In the Morning Hush by mondengel (Not rated, <1k, wangxian, fluff)

Rumor Has It by Ulan (T, 4k, WangXian, Getting Together, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Canon Divergence, spoiler warning, CQL-Verse)

Back up and dream again by The Silverfish (ZephyrAndTheSilverfish) (T, 3k, WangXian, Fix-It, Time Travel, Fluff, Flirting, Cute, Embarrassed WWX)

Forehead Kisses by gusucloudbunny (G, 643, WangXian, Fluff, Kid Fic, Happy Husbands, Happy Family, Forehead Kisses, Established Relationship)

🧡a paper friend by soft_wanning (G, 4k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Fluff, Paperman!WWX, Identity Porn, Meet-Cute, Different First Meeting)

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6. hello, i'm in the mood for fics where yiling patriarch!wwx shows up to a gathering at jinlintai, either for jin ling's party or for like. a cultivation conference or smth. really what im looking for is, combined, a) yllz!wwx (intentionally or not) makes a scene and b) at least a little bit of cultivation politics. im thinking like in grave dirt by esama or ghosts shouldn't by shanastoryteller. ik this is vague but thanks in advance!

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7. Hi! I saw a previous 'I'm in the mood for...' that included a rec blog that specialised in novel-canon fics - I wondered if you know of one that focuses solely on cql-canon fics? Or if you could rec authors who write mainly in that canon? Thank you!!

Treemaidengeek writes exclusively in CQL canon. She tends to specialize more in rarepairs, but also has some Wangxian, and she's an excellent writer!

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8. Hello! I'm always in the mood for long fics, so I was wondering if u have long fics to recommend? Doesn't necessarily have to be wangxian, could be wei ying centric or fics from an outside pov. Just any long fic that will really get you not stop reading it. Thank you!

Deadset by 1PB2PB3PB4 (M, 76k, NMJ & NHS, BAMF NHS, character death, tgcf style ghosts, morally ambiguous character, light angst) both NHS POV and NHS-centric, but one of my favorites.  It’s the main fic of a series.

The Roots Grow Riotous by hansbekhart (E, 104k, wangxian, modern, fashion au, garment company, casual sex, group sex, implied/referenced cheating, switching, recreational drug use, angst w/ happy ending, single dad WWX, panic attacks, implied/referenced self-harm, grief/mourning, catharsis, body horror, floral horror)

Love Song In Reverse by timetoboldlygo (T, 237k, WangXian, Amnesia, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Falling In Love, Slow Burn, agressively mixing and matching novel and cql canon, No Homophobia, Mentions of Starvation, Parental WWX)

Between The Lines by Witch_Nova221 (M, 153k, WangXian, Epistolary, Romance, Eventual Romance, Fluff and Angst, Letters, Falling In Love, Love Confessions, Love Letters, Long-Distance Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Loss, Post-Canon, Idiots in Love, Podfic by kisahawklin)

❤️ whipstitch by curiositykilled (M, 131k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Dysfunctional Family, Torture, WWX Lives, but basically no one else, Case Fic, Cultivation Sect Politics, Past Abuse, WWX Whump, YL WWX, JL Needs a Hug, JL Tries, Yunmeng Bro Reconciliation, Past Character Death, Body Horror, Non-Consensual Body Modification, POV Alternating, Flashbacks, Eventual Happy Ending, Heavy Angst, Suicide Attempt, PTSD, Depression, Not A Fix-It, Mouth Sewn Shut)

take me home (where i belong) by scarletwanlian (E, 153k, WangXian, Modern AU, Slice of Life, PTSD, Dissociation, Strangers to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Depression, Running, Hurt/Comfort, Injury Recovery, mental recovery, Mental Health Issues, Non-Sexual Intimacy, AND sexual intimacy, Literal Sleeping Together, and sleeping together, First Time, Families of Choice, Car Accidents, Found Family, Flashbacks, Nightmares, gore elements somewhat, descriptions can get a bit gorey at times, Eventual Happy Ending, Sad with a Happy Ending, Healing, Character Study, Grief/Mourning)

Waiting for Spring by thievinghippo (E, 130k, wangxian, Modern AU, Mutual Pining, Pining while fucking, slight angstHappy Ending, Sports, Baseball))

you've ruined my life (by not being mine) by cicer (E, 132k, WangXian, Modern AU, Developing Relationship, Idiots in Love, Awkward Flirting, teenage romance, Shameless WWX)

❤️ shades of grey by cl410 (M, 58k, nielan, wangxian, Hurt/Comfort, Accidental Sibling Acquisition, Single Dad NMJ, NHS & WWX Friendship, Fluff, Humor, Happy Ending, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Protective NMJ, Some angst, Blood and Injury, Kidnapping, Protective Siblings, Found Family, Mojo's post)

Vagabond by xantissa (E, 65k, wangxian, post-canon, case fic, supernatural, slow burn, smut, angst w/ happy ending, fluff, hurt/comfort, BAMF LXC, bottom LWJ, top LWJ)

All Old Things are New Again series by The Feels Whale (miscellea) (M, 59k, WangXian, Reincarnation, Modern AU, canon still happened, extreme post canon, Sugar Daddy, Kink Negotiation, gentle dom!LWJ, canonical levels of consent play, Modern Cultivators, cultivators can recognize important people from previous lives, vaguely, this started out as a cute sugar fantasy and got just incredibly horny very fast, blame LWJ)

Kintsugi by LanaSerra (E, 145k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Canon Divergence, frankencanon, canon-typical violence (donghua), Golden Core Reveal, Golden Core Transfer, wwx's self worth issues, Memory Loss, Trauma, canon typical magic (donghua), yunmeng bros reconciliation, JC Needs a Hug, Explicit Sexual Content, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, Rimming, Canon Typical Bondage, Minor ZhuiYi, Minor XiCheng, Family Feels, headless corpse cockblocking)

mianmian the disaster lesbian saves the cultivation world by likeshipsonthesea (T, 27k, wangxian, LWJ & LQY, LWJ & JZX, fix-it, friendship, awesome LQY, war, blood & injury, light angst, self-acceptance, awkward JZX)

🧡 Vow by draechaeli (E, 216k, Canon Divergence, BeliefGod!WWX, Adoption but WWX birthed them all, Pregnancy Kink, Mpreg, minor male lactation, Consensual Non-Consent, Light Bondage, Non-Graphic Rape/Non-Con because JGS, Mentions Canon Typical Incest, Canon Typical Violence)

🧡 Stunted, Starving Juvenility by TomatenMark (E, 488k, WangXian, WIP, Fix-it of sorts, Talisman master WWX, Not JFM Friendly, Study Arc, Getting together, Fluff and Angst, Engagement)

❤️ a stone to break your soul, a song to save it by rikke (M, 179k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Canon Divergence)

And Time Is But a Paper Moon by sami (M, 138k, WangXian, XiChengQing, Time Travel, Fix-It, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Healing, Mental Health Issues, PTSD, Hurt/Comfort, Depression, BAMF WWX, BAMF JC, BAMF LWJ, BAMF JYL, Getting Together)

💖 love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360k, wangxian, immortal WWX, slow burn, pining, arranged marriages)

(Planning the Day) To Meet You by Bettydice (E, 61k, wangxian, Modern, college/university au, pining, WWX raises LSZ, LWJ pov, fluff, slow burn, getting together, falling in love, smut, happy ending)

Once more with feeling by Scrippio (T, 42k, wangxian, modern, theater au, abandonment issues, fluff, director WWX, stage manager LWJ, reconciliation, pining, slice of life, happily ever after) (also the author is working on a sequel and actively posting it!)

build me no shrines by occultings (microcomets) (M, 54k, WangXian, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, First Time, Getting Together, Confessions, Sharing a Bed, Hair Washing, Sentient Burial Mounds, Case Fic, Post-Canon, CQL Compliant, Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Light Angst, Flashbacks, mild body horror, foot washing, Happy Ending, Non-Sexual Intimacy, ...then sexual intimacy)

wide enough and wild by impossibletruths (E, 64k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Getting Together, Canonical Accidental Baby Acquisition, Families of Choice, References to Depression, Happy Ending, Overzealous Use Of Imagery, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Fix-It of Sorts, [Podfic] Wide Enough and Wild by semperfiona_podfic (semperfiona))

how to fall in love with a catfish: a guide by wei wuxian (disaster rat) by bwyn, Yuisaki (T, 54k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Actors, Multimedia, Online Friendship, Drunken Shenanigans, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Underage Drinking, Drinking Games, Families of Choice, Fluff and Angst, Slow Burn, Catfish AU)

The Simplest Way Forward by harriet_vane (E, 70k, WangXian, Modern AU, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Kid Fic, explicit in much much later chapters, green card marriage (but not really), pining for your own husband, endless pining, Slow Burn, Happy Ending, Nothing else bad or traumatic happens to the baby)

this river runs to you by sundiscus (T, 53k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Mutual Pining, Dragons, Literal Sleeping Together, Tender wound tending, [Podfic] this river runs to you by argentumlupine, this river runs to you by sundiscus [podfic] by Rhea314 (Rhea) )

and having a marvelous time by varnes (E, 108k, WangXian, Sound of Music AU, (i know!!! i know. stay with me on this.), Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Family Feels, spies to lovers???, Protective Siblings, Angst with a Happy Ending)

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9. hi im looking for fanfics where the yunmeng sibs (any combo thereof) have a Realistic Sibling Relationship™. u know that cql scene where wwx says "xianxian is three :3" and he, jyl, and jc rib each other back and forth for five minutes? thats sort of the vibe im going for.

this doesnt have to be the main focus of the fic, but no modern au if u can swing it. thank you sm!!!

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10. Hi! So I was looking on the mdzs wiki and under wwx's clan it says Gusu Lan(current, by marriage) and it awakened Feelings in me so I'd like to ask for fics where wwx is recognized/referred to/acknowledged as a GusuLan member after wangxian gets married please! Thank you 🙏🙏

Judge Softly by Chrononautical (E, 32k, wangxian, LSZ & WWX, LQR & WWX, accidental voyeurism, non-consensual mind reading, oblivious WWX, bamf WWX, genius WWX, post-canon Fix-it, angst w happy ending, LQR tries) (doesn’t quite fit the criteria but I hope the asker likes it anyway!!)

Every Lan plays an instrument. No exceptions. a Tumblr comic by @lee-luca WWX is acknowledged as such in the narration

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11. Hello! Can you please suggest me a mdzs fanfic where (little/grown up) a yuan time travels back to cloud recess . I have read quite a lot of them but can't seem to get enough 😁

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12. Hi, can you help me? I've just read "Whatever you do" by apathyinreverie adn I am so in the mood for more fics with a similar sentiment from the Lans like this where the Lans see WWX not being valued by the Jiangs (in any shape or form) and start to scheme how to get WWX over to the dark side Gusu Lan. Bonus for LX or LQ doing the scheming while LZ just silently moons over WWX (nothing but the best for their youngest nephew/little brother)!

You have an amazing blog, thank you so much! @xealisaidx

Like stones on an unseen board by Vir_Abelasan (Not Rated, 11k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Dark LWJ, Older LWJ, Teacher LWJ, dark twin jades, Age Difference, Manipulation, Protective LWJ, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Corporal Punishment, Relatively canon-typical abusive Jiangs, WWX Get a Happy Ending, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Not JC Friendly, Not Jiang Clan Friendly) with LWJ leading/participating in the heist for wwx

💖 Hoards and treasures by apathyinreverie (T, 21k, WangXian, Siblings, Family, not particularly Jiang friendly, YZY Bashing, slightly darker Gusu Lans, LXC being the best brother, Some manipulation, But with the best of intentions, and not between wangxian, Dragon LWJ, Fox WWX, Smitten LWJ, Fluff, perfect happiness, adorable WWX, Romance, Some worldbuilding, courting) With LXC leading, keeping LWJ innocent

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13. Hello! I am in the mood for Harem AU and Prince/General WangXian!! MPreg with Angst (Lengthy Fic) will also do!! Thank you very much!! / Hello! Do you have any fic recs for Prince!LWJ & General!WWX (vice versa) with the flavor of mpreg & angst? (Not necessarily ABO) Or any harem au? WangXian and YiZhan (moved to YiZhan only post) will do!! Thank you very much, have a nice day!! @vdjixian

Rite of the Hunt by TriviasFolly, 1st in series, (T, 3k, wangxian, a/b/o prince!lwg, general!wwx loads of angst, mpreg at the end)

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14. Hi! As always thank you for your hard work, how about fics where Madame Yu and WWX have a healthy relationship with each other? Just MY being a nice aunt in general!

some things go forward by everythingispoetry (T, 73k, WangXian, Modern AU, Hospitals, Teenage Drama, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Happy Ending)

Still Waters by PorcupineGirl (G, 6k, wangxian, canon divergence, cloud recesses study arc, YZY pov, protective YZY, arranged marriage) (link in #3A)

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15. Itmf something like this tumblr post by wangxianomy in response to writing-prompt-s tumblr "Modern day Wei Wuxian walking confidently into the court with his undead witnesses while modern day lawyer Lan WangJi glares in (dis)approval #wwx: 'your honor allow me to bring in the defendant'#he plays chenqing and from beneath the wooden floors a corpse emerges screaming about how their spouse killed them for life insurance money" writing-prompt-s post was "you are a necromancer for hirer. No you don't raise undead armies to take over the world. You are usually contracted out by police to solve murders. Or you raise those who have passed to settle lawsuits surrounding their will. It's not much but it's honest work."

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16. Hello!! First of all thank you so much for doing this! Secondly, can you please please recommend some XianXuan fics??? I mean they don't have to end up together but yk a scenerio where JZX has a crush on WWX ,LWJ is jealous and WWX is just enjoying it all? Yeah something like that. Like this fic I read called 'Jin vs. Lan- For Wei Wuxian's Hand' by Vrishcika on ao3. Thanks again!! Love you! @iwhateveryou2331

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17. Hello!! Do you have Hogwarts AU fic recs please? Thank you!! 🥺

love potion no. 9 by ria_green (G, 2k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Hogwarts, Oblivious WWX, Fluff and Humor, Amortentia, Patronus, Love Confessions, POV Outsider)

come rest your bones next to me by tired (T, 39k, wangxian, hogwarts au, mistaken identity, comedy of errors, magic, animagus, awkward flirting, shenigans, quidditch, injuries, happy ending, getting together)

Magical Mishaps by Theladyofravenclaw (T, 96k, wangxian, modern w/ magic, hogwarts au, misunderstandings, happy ending) three disciples from each of the Five Great Sects attend Hogwarts as exchange students; something of a Fix Fic for both series

this Tumblr comic by @silverink58 with fic added by @smiting-finger features Hogwarts Professor Lan Zhan and Animagus BunXian; also on AO3 as a little happiness, follow-up to an armful of warmth - HP AU Series by Alaceron (G, 11k, WIP, WangXian, Harry Potter setting) (I added the full series instead of both fics separately - Mod C)

Magic for Beginners by HollowNightmare (T, 113k, WangXian, Hogwarts, Harry Potter Setting, Chinese Hogwarts?, Slice of Life, Developing Friendships, POV Alternating, lwj is an anxious bean, Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort)

Not Always in the Way We Expect by byunhead_100 (G, 21k, wangxian, pining, fluff, hogwarts au, getting together, friends to lovers, WIP)

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[dollyyun]

𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 | chap 13

SYPNOSIS: wherein Hwang Stella's life is tangled in a predicament involving her clandestine identity as a racer, her seemingly daily life as the official heir to the Hwang Empire, and seven guys with whom she has a complex history with.

PAIRING: enhypen members x fem oc.

GENRE: 18+ (mdni), reverse harem, chaebols, semi-college & racing, eventual adulthood, non-idol au, eventual enha being f1 drivers, multiple pov (this fic is written in first pov).

WARNINGS: expletives, angst, heartbreaks, drama.

WORD COUNT: 10k+

FEATURING: ITZY Yeji, LE SSERAFIM Yunjin, STRAY KIDZ Hyunjin

TAGLIST: @aishigrey @kgneptun

🍒MASTERLIST🍒

Four years ago, I never would have thought that the trajectory of my life would change drastically. The twenty-two-year-old me never would have thought that the shackles that chained her to the ground for years would be destroyed. Hence, allowing her to finally be free, as she was no longer tethered to the environment that often brought calamities throughout her life.

I, Hwang Stella, am no longer the heir to the forsaken empire, and no longer do I reside in Seoul.

New York is the place where I chose to start my life. However, I can't say that the beginning of my new journey here was easy.

After I miraculously recovered from fatal injuries and woke up from a coma a month later, Yeji was there beside the hospital bed. Her eyes were red and full of tears. Yeji read the news article about the major incident that happened in Seoul, and the details included Rena being an attempted murderer as well as Minhyuk having blood stained on his hands for years. Thus the downfall of the Hwang empire.

And so, I made a firm decision that I would move to New York. Yeji was more than glad to hear that, and she welcomed me into her home, where she was also living with her fiancé. But even as I had recovered, my mental health was ailing.

At that point in time, my past was catching up to me, taunting me in my slumber and even as I went about my day. The major incident that happened four years ago, and my past when the people I thought were family─ they had scarred me for life, and I've become traumatised by them.

I was mentally ill, always screaming and sobbing in my sleep, and would often have mental breakdowns at any time of the day. There were days when I couldn't physically do anything. Yeji and her fiancé─who I've eventually become close with and regard as an older brother─were more than worried about me and decided to bring me to therapy sessions where I used to attend daily.

As I recall, a grimace covers my face. To say the beginning of my new chapter here was bad is an understatement. I can't even imagine how my illness must have affected Yeji and her fiancé.

The drought was the very worst, then came the rain pouring down with storms, but eventually the dreary skies turned blue with streaks of sunlight peeking through the clouds, and flowers bloomed.

As the years passed, I'd become better. I've learned to embrace each scar, be it a physical or mental scar. As my therapist had told me, I must change my perspective on the ugly scars I bear and instead embrace them, as they are proof that I am a survivor.

No longer was I affected or traumatised badly by the scars that will forever imprint inside of me. No longer do I look at these ugly scars with such disgust and feel begrimed.

I was finally clean.

"Stella! Over here!"

As soon as I enter the two-story cafe establishment, my ears perk up at the sound of a familiar voice I haven't heard since her schedule was packed for the last two weeks. My gaze settles on two figures from afar, with both their heads turning to me.

Arriving at their table, I am startled when she embraces me in a hug—a tight hug at that. I groan. "Aera, it's only been two weeks."

Aera, the girl whom I can call my best friend and sister. Four years ago, Aera made a firm decision to follow me. According to her, she could do whatever the hell she wanted since her family had disowned her. Yeji welcomed Aera and had her live in their penthouse too.

Since Aera and I were living together, she had seen the worst and ugly side of me, but she stayed throughout, and most of the nights when I couldn't sleep, Aera would be by my side all night despite the fact that she would have classes in the morning the next day.

Four years ago, Aera decided to enrol herself in the Parsons School of Design, as she had always dreamed of becoming a fashion designer. Now, as she has officially become one and is currently working for the same company as Yeji.

As for me, I had some thoughts on becoming an F1 driver as I've always been a huge fan since I was young, but I couldn't. I couldn't even race like I used to, because the word race itself would remind me of them. So, instead, I enrolled in a private school and continued to study.

Hence, I am now an external travel manager in the F1 industry and have been for about six months now. The responsibilities and work itself are tougher than expected, but I stayed resilient. Yes, it's tough, but I love what I'm doing.

Aera pulls her newly dark raven hair into a high ponytail. "So, any juicy news?" She asks us with her eyebrows wiggling before she looks at the person who is seated across from me. "Jen! You're always the one with juicy news! Anything to share?"

My eyes shift to the gorgeous red hair, and as our eyes meet, I immediately look down at the drink on the table.

Huh Yunjin, or rather, Jennifer, is a year older than Aera and I, but we get along well with her. I first met Jennifer when I enrolled in the private school here, where she was one of my peers. As we got closer, she had become a close friend of mine, and I decided to introduce her to Aera. Now, they're even closer than Jen and I were.

Well, probably because I had a one-night stand with her. Even till now, I can't seem to look at her straight in the eyes without feeling embarrassed. Jennifer is a gorgeous yet intellectual woman. She is also the daughter of one of the bosses in the F1 industry. She even had admirers, but she rejected them.

We used to be close until the one-night stand happened just three months ago. We were drinking at her apartment, talking about our first kisses and boyfriends, and laughing without a care, but then came this unexplainable tension and the shift in the atmosphere. Before we knew it, clothes were discarded, and we were in her bed.

Jen even assured me that it changed nothing about our friendship, but why does it feel like it has?

"I went on a blind date recently." Jennifer starts off, her eyes no longer on mine. "It was my mom's idea. He turned out to be a misogyny asshole."

"Isn't that your third blind date?" Aera chuckles.

"Fifth." Jennifer corrects her as she rolls her eyes. "The woman just won't give up that I'm not into relationships."

"Actually, I have something to share." I speak up as soon as I remember. "You guys remember Henry? He informed me recently that he managed to find my brother." I sigh. "He's here, in New York."

Both Aera and Jennifer soften their gazes as they look at me. They know about my attempts to search for my brother. As for my uncle, who turns out to be my biological father, I already know he's here as well, but I don't have the guts to meet him yet. Mostly because I'm not ready and I know that I will burst out everything at him. Even though the reasons were valid, he could've told me in the beginning, and I'd do anything to keep his secret safe.

When Yeji found out about the revelation, she cried and hugged me, assuring me that I was still her baby sister despite having different fathers. I wonder if my older brother would feel the same way.

"Well, when will you officially meet him?" Jennifer asks me softly, and I find myself being able to withstand our eye contact.

I bite my lip. "I'm thinking of visiting his workplace at the New York Performing Arts Academy on Friday."

"He's a teacher there?" Aera asks, her eyes widening.

"Not exactly. According to Henry, Hyunjin works as a dance director and a professional dancer who has won many competitions." I tell them with a small smile on my face, as I feel proud of him. "He would share his knowledge and teach the students whenever the academy needed him to come down."

"So, how are you feeling?" Jennifer prods, her eyes appear to be examining my face.

"I honestly don't know." I sigh. "Sure, I'm relieved, but I feel a little hurt because he didn't bother to search for Yeji and me, even though it's been many years. He could've at least found some ways to contact me."

Aera pats my back in a comforting manner. "Maybe he had his reasons."

"Maybe." I smile weakly. "But whatever. What's done is done. I'll meet him on Friday."

Jennifer raises her eyebrow at me. "You mean you'll be surprising him with your unexpected appearance?"

I chuckle. "That works as well."

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"Sure, I'll send in the report by tomorrow." I inform one of my bosses on the phone before I end the call. He had just informed me about the upcoming Grand Prix in Brooklyn that will happen this year, where all of the F1 teams will be participating.

Presently, I'm at the art museum. I don't know why I'm here, but something just tells me that I need to be here. As I appreciate the beautiful, intricate masterpieces in my view, my mind begins to drift towards certain individuals.

My lips flatten. Although I have officially cut ties with them, I know for a fact that my heart refuses to move on from them. Heck, I even asked Henry if there was any news about them just months ago. All he got was that they had separated as well.

My heart begins to ache. Cutting ties with them is for the best. Some of them have been gravely hurt by the major incident, all because they wanted to save me. I didn't want to bring more misfortunes into their lives, and so I left. Besides, they are better off without me.

"This origami architecture is beautifully intricate with such precision, isn't it?"

My heart beats with uneven momentum while I freeze in my spot. It is as if I have been paralysed. The sound of his voice must be my imagination. But the moment I feel warmth radiating from his body at my side, I know that I'm not imagining things.

As I turn my head, my eyes are trained at his side profile, which still looks divine as ever. His hair, which used to be blonde, is now jet black, making him appear more handsome than ever. He is decked out in an all-black fit, the blouse of his sleeves pulled until his elbows, revealing his golden wristwatch.

He probably knows that I'm staring at him, but his eyes are still fixated on the origami architecture. "I had no idea you were into the arts." He says calmly.

"Jay." I finally release the breath I have been holding.

He turns his head and meets my eyes. When a small yet gentle smile touches his lips, I can feel myself slowly crumbling on the inside.

"Stella." He greets me. Such longing and sadness reside in his gaze, which makes my heart ache once more. "I'm glad to see you're doing well and healthy after all these years."

Guilt washes over me like a tidal wave. When I said that I officially cut ties with them, it meant that I left them behind without any closure and disappeared without any traces of me left behind. All because I was a coward.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, my voice sounding shaky.

"Don't worry. I didn't stalk you or anything. I just happened to be here and spotted you. I'm here in New York solely because of business." Jay says politely, almost too formal, as though I'm one of his business associates.

"Oh," is all I can manage. I swallow down a painful lump while the backs of my eyes start to burn. I manage to give him a smile despite my quivering lips. "Welcome to New York. I hope you have a wonderful time here, Jay."

"Thank you." Jay's smile doesn't falter.

I can't stay here any longer. Seeing Jay again hurts me more than it should, especially when they probably felt hurt and angry at me for disappearing.

"I have to go. Goodbye, Jay." I look away from him before walking away in a brisk manner. I feel my fingers trembling while my throat is starting to hurt. Alas, a teardrop has fallen from the corner of my eye.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

eeing Jay yesterday brought back memories I had buried deep. Because of his unexpected appearance, I was completely distraught that I had forgotten about something. As Jay mentioned that he's solely here for business, it means that he's here for the Grand Prix in Brooklyn.

How could I have forgotten that he's an F1 driver? If he's here in New York, then that means so are the rest of them. I have totally forgotten about them being F1 drivers, albeit on different teams.

 After I entered the F1 industry and began working as an external travel manager for different teams, that was when I discovered them to be official F1 drivers. I was fortunate that I didn't work directly with them, but it's enough to knock the air out of me. Especially when they looked good in their gearing suits and were considered esteemed drivers.

"Shit." I groan, rubbing my tired face. Since I'll also be involved in the Grand Prix, there's a high chance that I might bump into any of them.

My phone chimes on the table, prompting me to glance down to see a notification.

JEN: Hey, are you free tonight? I was thinking of inviting you and Aera to dinner at my crib.

Just as I'm about to reply to her text, my ears perk up at a familiar voice. "An iced Americano for takeaway."

I whip my head to the side. My eyes trained on his back, which is draped with a beige coat, facing me. I recognise those broad shoulders of his. He looks taller than I remember.

I immediately turn around as soon as he receives his order. I hold my breath as I see him walking away from my peripheral vision. I don't know what to feel. Do I feel happy? Sad? Mad? Because the last time we talked was on the night of that gala four years ago.

Stella, don't.

But I ignore my better instinct as I grab my coat and quickly make my way out of the cafe. My eyes scan this crowd of people by the street, and then I manage to spot his figure from afar. I don't waste time and start chasing after him.

I know I shouldn't, but my heart stubbornly wants to know about what he's been doing and how he's doing. Is he already married? If he is, then does he have a child?

Thankfully, there are not many people by the time I'm getting closer to him. I pant heavily as I stop with both hands on my knees. "Jungwon!"

He visibly flinches as he stops dead in his tracks. I can only hope for the best that he won't ignore me. He doesn't disappoint when he turns around, but I'm too stunned to see how mature he looks compared to four years ago.

"Stella." He utters my name in shock.

Despite my heart aching terribly while my mind recalls the night we talked, I manage a smile—a nervous one at that. "What are you doing here?" I already know why he's here, but I needed to start a conversation.

Jungwon visibly gulps. "What are you doing here?" He counters, and I can't help but to discern how his voice sounds a little deeper.

"I live here." I tell him, my voice coming out soft. "I've been living here for four years."

"Oh," He appears to be deflated, but his face remains stoic. "I'm here for business."

"I'm glad to see you again." My eyes glance down at his fingers, noticing how empty they are. "How's marriage life?" I ask awkwardly.

Jungwon looks away from me. "I didn't." His voice is barely above a whisper.

My face contorts into confusion. "You didn't?"

I see the way his jaw clenches. "I broke off the engagement. A lot of things happened in my life, Stella." He tells me with a deep sigh before he takes a step back, looking at me with eyes that hold such inexplicable emotions. "I have to go."

"Okay." But he doesn't hear my reply as he proceeds to walk away, leaving me in the cold just as he did before.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

I am finally meeting my older brother for the first time in years. With each step I take as the academy's secretary assists me in the classroom where he is presently teaching his students, my heart pulsates, and there is a certain ambivalence about my feelings towards him.

I'm not certain how I'll react once I see him, but I know for a fact that there will be tears. Finally, the secretary pushes open the door to where there is more than one massive dance room arrayed by the hallway.

"His class is ending soon. You may wait for him here." The secretary informs me with a smile. I thank her before she proceeds to head back. As I turn my head, I spot various students inside the dance room through the acoustic glasses. My eyes finally shift to him, and I feel a pinch in my chest.

Professionalism masks his face as he teaches his students with exceptional dancing skills, but I can discern how happy he is, as if he was always meant to be what he is now. I continue to watch in silence without realising how close I am to shedding a tear.

Not too long later, the door swings open with students exiting the dance room with sweats trickling down their skin, but there are smiles on their faces as well as the chortles emitting from them.

I wait patiently at the side until he finally exits the dance room. With his back on mine, I quickly jog towards him. "Hyunjin Oppa."

Hyunjin freezes, as though hearing my voice sends him a whiplash. He slowly turns around and meets my eyes. The way he is staring at me is as if he doesn't believe that I'm real.

"After years of no contact with me, is silence all you can afford?" I force out a laugh while my chest feels constrained and my eyes are starting to sting with tears.

"Stella." He utters my name, and his face looks torn, as though seeing me hurts him. "I'm sorry."

Instead of feeling aggrieved towards him for abandoning me even though I knew that he didn't have a choice, I feel sorrowful. He left when I was only fifteen, and he had missed out on a lot, including not being able to watch me grow up. All because we were unfortunate to have fucked up parents.

Hyunjin's eyes appear to be assessing me before a small smile touches his lips, despite the sadness in his eyes. "My baby sister is all grown up."

I hold myself back from bursting into waterworks while a sad chuckle leaves my lips. "I'm not your baby sister, at least that's what I thought four years ago."

"What do you mean that you're not my baby sis? You are." Hyunjin steps forward and doesn't hesitate to place his hands on my shoulders. Tears glisten in his eyes. "I'm truly sorry for abandoning you. I had my own problems to deal with, and a lot has happened throughout those years."

"Yeah, a lot has happened, including the fact that I found out about the truth behind my birth." My voice shakes. "I'm not Minhyuk's biological daughter. Mother cheated on Minhyuk with Minjun."

Oddly, Hyunjin doesn't seem surprised. A sigh leaves his lips. "I know."

My heart drops. "You knew? When?"

"Since you've managed to find me, you probably must've found out about Uncle Minjun living here in New York as well. A year after I was disowned, Uncle Minjun brought me with him to move to New York." He explains, though he looks sorrowful. "He took care of me and supported my dreams until I managed to sustain myself after I achieved what I've always wanted. When I turned 18, that was when he revealed the truth to me."

A fallen tear trickles down my cheek. "Do you still see me as your little sister? Do you still love me the same after learning that I'm the result of Mother's infidelity?"

Hyunjin takes me by surprise when he pulls me into his embrace. The familiarity of the comfort and warmth of his arms hits me, and alas, I break down, clinging onto him as I weep. The long-awaited hug from my older brother was desperately needed.

"I promise you that nothing changes. Even if we have different fathers, you are still my baby sister." Hyunjin speaks softly beside my ear as he allows me to cry into his arms. "I'm so, so sorry for leaving you and Yeji behind."

I don't respond, and instead, I remain in his arms, feeling thousands of emotions pouring down on me. 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

"Are you absolutely sure that it's okay for me to crash to this dinner?" I ask Hyunjin as I unbuckle my seatbelt. "What if Uncle gets a heart attack once he sees me?"

Earlier, Hyunjin and I decided to catch up on what we've missed in each other's lives, and to say a lot would be an understatement. Apparently, Hyunjin and Minjun knew about the major incident I was in, and he told me that they wanted to fly over to see me to know if I was fine, but due to unforeseen circumstances, they couldn't.

As for me, I informed him of everything, which included Minhyuk's abuse, Rena being an attempted murderer, and the fact that I used to race. I even told him about my career, to which he was happy for me as he knew that being the heir was never what I truly wanted. The only exclusion on my part is about a certain bunch of individuals.

Hyunjin turns off the ignition of his vehicle. "It's fine. Besides, aren't you family as well?"

I turn downcast. "But it's been years. He even has a wife and a daughter."

"And he's your biological father." Hyunjin counters firmly. "You know that you don't have to call him uncle anymore."

"I know, but it feels weird." I sigh exasperatedly. "Throughout my whole life, I thought he was my uncle, but then came the revelation. It feels weird to call him 'Dad'."

"You'll probably get used to it." Hyunjin ruffles my hair. "Now, come. We're thirty minutes late to dinner."

Soon, we've arrived at the porch, with me taking my time to observe the two-story modern architecture. Something stirs within me. His house looks cosy and homely. It's difficult to describe, but from the way I discern it, this house is most likely filled with a lot of love and a healthy environment.

As soon as Hyunjin presses the doorbell, we hear rushed footsteps before the door swings open, revealing a little girl who looks about eight, smiling widely at Hyunjin. "Oppa! You're here!" But then her eyes trail behind him before they settle on my face. Her smile falters. "Oppa, who is she?"

Hyunjin darts his eyes between us before he bends down to her height with a small smile. "Her name is Stella." Then he looks at me. "Stella, this is Sophia."

"Stella?" She tilts her head, examining me briefly before looking at Hyujin with a grin. "You mean, like a star?"

Hyunjin chuckles. "Yes, sweetie. She's like a star."

"A beautiful one!" Sophia's gleeful disposition brings a smile to my face. She takes me by surprise when she steps forward and takes my hand. "Stella Unnie, it's nice meeting you. Are you Oppa's friend?"

Before I can answer, another set of footsteps draws my attention, as does the familiar voice that makes my heart pound harder. "Sophia! Your mother is calling for you!"

"Kay kay!" Sophia releases my hand as she runs back into the house.

"Uncle." Hyunjin greets him as he engulfs him in a hug, while I am left stunned. My heart aches as I stare at my biological father. Despite hitting the age of fifty-five, he still looks as healthy as he was the last time I saw him.

"Your aunt was worried sick about you." Minjun rolls his eyes playfully while he still hasn't noticed my presence yet. "She thought that something bad happened to you."

"I'm here now." Hyunjin chuckles, but there is silence before he speaks up in a quiet tone. "Uncle, there's someone I think you would love to meet."

Hyunjin steps aside and reveals me to Minjun, who is staring at me as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes seem to glisten, though I'm not entirely certain to decipher the expression on his face due to how my vision is blurring with each blink.

"Stella?" Minjun utters my name in a broken whisper. "Is that really you?"

Although I initially held grudges against him, they dissipated the moment our eyes met. I choke back a sob. All I want now is to hug my real father.

"Yes." My voice cracks. "Uncle─" I am cut off when he takes a big step forward and embraces me in his arms. His arms envelope my body, feeling akin to a safety blanket that went missing for years.

"I'm so, so sorry, my daughter." His voice holds so much emotion as I tighten my arms around his figure, weeping into his shoulder. We stay in this position for awhile before he pulls away, but his hands are still on my shoulders.

He smiles through the tears. "You've grown up into a beautiful woman. I'm just regretful for not being there for you and for not telling you the truth. I truly wanted, and I did, but─"

"I know." I interject, my voice comes out soft. "You couldn't and weren't allowed to because of that monster, Hwang Minhyuk."

His hands tighten while his eyes harden at the mention of him. "He robbed me of my happiness."

I chuckle sadly. "I wanted to hate you when Minhyuk revealed the truth, but I couldn't. I could never hate the man who took great care of me, unlike the man who I thought was my father."

"There is so much I want to know, sweetheart." Minjun kisses my forehead, and his gesture is enough to bring back the tears. "But first, let's have dinner. I'm sure you must be starving."

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Minjun's wife, Kelly, is a beautiful woman in her late fourties'. When she first saw me, she was stunned, but then she wholeheartedly welcomed me with a hug, as though she had known me forever. Apparently, Minjun told her about me being his biological daughter, and she had always wanted to meet me.

The two got married two years after Minjun settled in New York. They were friends until Minjun fell in love with her. He swore that he wouldn't fall for another woman, but then Kelly managed to weasel her way into his heart. Now, they are happily married and still going strong with an eight-year-old daughter.

Sophia, on the other hand, was genuinely confused when we revealed to her that I was Minjun's biological daughter, and that made me her half-sister. But Kelly and Hyunjin explained to her with lots of patience, and when she finally understood, she ran to me and gave me a big hug, telling me that she was more than happy to have an older sister since she had always wanted a sibling.

The ambience in this house is lovely and safe, unlike the Hwang Mansion. It's what I've always wanted: to be surrounded by such a loving family and a safe environment where I could talk about how my day was going, just like any other normal family.

"Allow me." I offer my assistance to Kelly in washing the dishes.

"Oh! It's fine, sweetie!" Kelly attempts to do so, but I remain resilient. Reluctantly, she yields, but a small smile dances on her lips. "You're so much like your father."

"Really?" I ask, glancing at her briefly while my hands multitask while washing the dishes. "I don't think we're that much alike."

"You two are more alike than you thought." Kelly's smile turns sad. "I'm sorry that you've had such a hard time almost throughout your life. You deserve to have a family that loves and accepts you for who you are."

As I wipe my hands with a cloth, I turn to look at Kelly with a faint smile. "It means a lot to me to hear you say that. Thank you, Kelly."

Kelly grabs my hand and holds it tenderly. "You must know that Minjun was heartbroken that he didn't get to tell you the truth and to be apart from you for so many years." She tells me with a shaky breath. "He thought he would never see you again."

"I thought too." I whisper. "I almost wanted to give up searching for him, but I knew I shouldn't."

"I'm glad you don't hate him." Kelly pats the back of my hand. "You're always welcome here, Stella. This can be your new home, too. I'm sure Sophia would be thrilled."

"Thank you so much, but I'm afraid I can't due to my job." I sigh. "But I'll be sure to visit whenever I can."

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Instead of heading to my apartment after dinner ended, I requested Hyunjin drop me off at Central Park as I wanted to clear my head. Though the time now strikes 11 p.m., there are still some people at the park, but most of them are couples.

I glance down at my phone, which displays an invitation virtual card that was sent through my email. It is regarding a communal party where every professional F1 driver, the teams, and other members of the organisation are invited to attend. It will happen tomorrow night.

As I keep my phone in my pocket, I am contemplating whether to attend. A part of me is alarmed by the fact that there is a chance I may bump into any of them. If I do, what do I do? Do I run away for the second time? Do I greet them and maintain professionalism?

My heart aches again at the thought of them. There is no denying that I miss them dearly, but I know that I can't afford to be in their lives again, as I do not wish to bring misfortunes into their lives anymore. Though I love them, I've always hoped that they would find their significant other and be happy.

My steps seem to slow down as I look down, but my ears perk up at another sound of footsteps approaching, prompting me to slowly look up. I stop dead in my tracks as soon as we lock eyes. My heart begins to palpitate while my throat goes dry.

He looks more mature than the last time I saw him, and under the lamppost, I see that his hair is a new shade of magenta purple. His hair looks longer, looking like he has grown a mullet and tempting me to run my fingers through his locks.

We stand a few feet apart, just staring at each other while the ambiance feels melancholy. I don't know how to decipher the expression on his face, but as our gazes deepen, I recognise the emotions in his eyes, making my heart ache tremendously.

"Stella." He breaks the ice between us, and the mere sound of his voice is enough to have me in shambles. The way he utters my name is just the same as it was. He is still soft-spoken, as is the gentleness he emits. It's one of the reasons I fell for him.

My eyes glisten with tears, but I manage to utter, "Heeseung."

The corners of his lips upturn. "Isn't it dangerous for you to stroll in the park at night?"

"This isn't my first time." I reply, my voice becoming shakier than intended. "You're here for business as well." My statement seems to surprise him.

"I was, but seeing you here now, I guess I'm not here only for business anymore." He says softly as he takes a step towards me, and he doesn't seem to stop. I want to run into his arms so badly, but I refrain myself.

"Don't, Hee." I shake my head as my lips quiver and the tears well up in my eyes. "You're supposed to walk away from me."

But Heeseung doesn't relent, and before I know it, he is standing close to me with his hand cradling my face. "Just like you did years ago when you decided to disappear?" He asks quietly while my stomach churns with guilt. "You don't get to tell me what to do, Stella."

I can only look him in the eyes through my tears. "It's for the best, Heeseung. You know that."

"I know for a fact that your disappearance broke my heart." He whispers, bringing his face closer to mine before he leans his forehead against mine. "I never would have thought that you'd be the one to break my heart."

I remain silent as I allow the tears to flow freely. I watch as he holds my hand and raises it before planting a soft yet lingering kiss on my palm. "I've missed you dearly, sweetheart." He mumbles, placing my palm on his cheek and his hand firmly on the back of my hand. "You didn't even wait for me to wake up. You didn't even wait for me to tell you how much I loved you." He whispers brokenly.

"You shouldn't have missed me." I sob softly. "I'm not worthy of being missed by you, let alone being loved by you." I attempt to break free from his grasps, but he only holds me firmer.

"Don't." He pleads, making my heart shatter once more. "Don't disappear again, sweetheart."

"You don't understand, Hee. You can't love me, and we can never be together." I tell him with such desperation. "You deserve better than me. You'll only hurt yourself if you're tied to me."

"But I want you." I feel his arm snaking around my waist, pulling me closer until the space between us is nonexistent. I can feel his warmth with my body against him. He presses his forehead on mine, his eyes never breaking contact with me. "My body, my heart, and my soul desire only you, Stella. You're the only woman I want to be with for a lifetime."

"You must let me go." I whisper brokenly as I find myself growing weaker in his embrace. "You know you have to."

"No." I feel his lips on my forehead, kissing me. "I'm not letting you go again this time." It's a promise, and a promise he intends to keep.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

The strong temptation to kiss Heeseung and how weak I got made me snap out of the trance last night. Thus, I forced myself to escape from his firm grip and fled from him, despite how my heart was aching tremendously. I didn't dare look at his face because I knew that I had hurt him for the second time.

I must remain steadfast and cannot afford to feel vulnerable, just as I did upon meeting Heeseung, Jay, and Jungwon. I must allow the old Hwang Stella to come to surface─when she was perceived as a cold, heartless bitch who didn't care about anything other than herself and her goals. I must make them hate me, even if they already do.

"Stel." Jen's voice brings me back to reality as I blink my eyes at her. She is staring at me with such concern. "I've been calling you many times, but you were staring into spaces. Are you okay? You look distraught."

I manage a faint smile. "I'm fine, really. I just have a lot on my mind lately."

Jen raises an eyebrow, and I notice that there are dresses draped over her arm. "Like, which dress should you wear for tonight's communal party?"

Right, I forget that Jennifer will be going with me since she's invited as well due to being the daughter of one of the bosses. Hence, she will be going with me. I expected awkwardness to envelope us when she asked me to accompany her to buy some dresses, but it has been rather pleasant. Maybe because I've been preoccupied by other things.

"I'll just wear whatever I have in my wardrobe." I shrug my shoulders.

Jen looks at me as if I had offended her. "I've seen your wardrobe before, and as much as I love your fashion sense, you have to buy a dress as well. Plus, I'm going to make you look drop-dead gorgeous and become the main event of the night."

"Jen." I heave a sigh, but she simply pats my cheek with a grin on her face.

"Trust me, babe. You'll be attracting attention. After tonight, expect to get a number from one of the F1 drivers, or more than one." Jen shoves one of the dresses into my arms. "Now, go and try this. It suits you."

I glance down at the dress and examine it. It's an off-shoulder midnight blue dress that reaches probably above my knees, and it is also adorned in glitter. I look back at Jen with uncertainty. "I don't know, Jen. This dress looks great, but─"

"Nu-uh. I'm not hearing any excuses from you." Jen proceeds to drag me into the changing room, quite literally.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Earlier, Jen insisted on doing my make-up, and so we decided to get ready in my crib instead. It was chaotic despite the fact that there were only two of us, but at the same time, I enjoyed getting ready for a party with my best friend.

Jen booked an Uber for us to get to the main headquarters, where the party is held at the reception. Presently, we are nearly reaching the location. I decide to open my phone camera to check my face another time. Jen really did a great job, especially the eyeshadows with the final touch of glitter.

"You look gorgeous, babe." Jen compliments me for the third time, probably annoyed by how often I keep checking myself on every mirror or pair of reflective glasses we are passing by. I can't help it. Somehow, I feel anxious and conscious about my appearance.

A shaky breath leaves my lips before I give her a tight smile as we enter the elevator. "You look gorgeous yourself too." I return, realising that I haven't really given her any compliments.

I dismiss how her cheeks look pinker than usual, but they are probably her blushes. In return, Jen gives me a smile, displaying her pearly teeth. "Of course! Which is why if I go missing and don't pick up your calls, I'm most likely busy with some other F1 drivers."

I simply raise my eyebrow. "Busy? Really?"

Jen smirks. "Yup. You can't really blame me. It has been awhile since I've gotten laid." She pauses, as though she realises something, before she clears her throat in an awkward manner. "Aside from our endeavour months ago"

"Hey, listen," I place my hand on her shoulder with an apologetic smile on my face. "I'm sorry for making things awkward between us."

A peculiar emotion flickers in her gaze before she assures me with a small smile. "It's fine, Stel. It's natural because we're best friends, and what happened was unexpected, but as I said before, nothing is ever going to change."

I exhale, feeling relief. I engulf her in a hug, though she appears to be flinching at my sudden affection. "I love you, Jen."

She stays silent for awhile before whispering. "I love you too, Stel." Maybe it's just me, but I sense hesitation in her tone.

Finally, the elevator chimes as it opens, prompting us to exit and make our way to the reception. As soon as we enter, I spot familiar and unfamiliar faces mingling around. The music reverberates throughout the massive reception, as do the laughter and cheers emanating from the guests.

"Oh! Tequila!" Jen stops by the drink section, prompting me to stop as well. She grabs one of the glasses before downing the content in one go. She looks at me with a grin. "I bet you'll love it! Here!" She offers me another glass to me.

As I'm about to accept it from her, my eyes widen when I spot Heeseung by the entrance of the reception. He is decked out in an all-black fit, and the turtleneck top he's wearing looks good on him. He appears to be in a conversation with two people, whom I recognise as other F1 drivers.

I immediately look away and snatch the drink from Jen before downing it in one go. As I wipe my lips with the back of my hand, Jen is staring at me quizzically. "I've never seen you drink like that. Are you really Stella?"

"I'm just really thirsty." I grab another tequila, drinking down my feelings.

"Woah, slow down, babygirl. We haven't even gone to the buffet yet." Jen places her hand on my back. Her eyes seem to be scanning behind me before they lit up. "There's my dad! You wanna follow me?"

"You go ahead. I'll catch up with you later." I tell her before she immediately weaves her way through the crowd.

As I'm walking, some familiar faces greet me and even engage me in a conversation, but I know I can't stay at one place any longer, and the chances of bumping into any of them are high.

"Team McLaren will win this round. I'm positive of it." I freeze at the sound of a familiar voice just behind me. Kim Sunoo.

"We can't be too complacent. We still need to continue practicing." Jay.

Act normal, Stella. I tell myself as I walk at a normal pace, despite the fact that my heart is pounding hard. As I'm hearing their conversation, it seems like they are too engrossed, and so I take this chance to quicken my pace.

But then, I stop dead in my tracks when I spot Jungwon from afar, with his fellow teammates. I turn in the other direction, and when I do, I curse silently. The universe must be hating me. Sunghoon and Riki. They don't seem to notice me yet, as they, too, are engrossed in their conversation.

My chest feels constricted. They look utterly handsome and gorgeous, and it hurts so bad. Though the only differences are that they look mature compared to four years ago, they do look different, and I'm not talking about appearance-wise only.

I must get away from their sight. And so I quickly make my way to the ladies' restroom. Seeing the sight of them tonight makes it harder for me to breathe, as though they stole my breath away, and my heart aches so much. All the memories I had with them, which I've buried, resurface, almost as if I'm reliving those moments all over again.

God, do those memories hurt so bad.

"Although it was just a practice, they can't screw up like that again."

I guess I'm walking too fast and too caught up in my head to recognise his voice, and before I know it, I bump into his solid chest. So much for wanting to avoid them.

"I'm so sorry─" He apologises, but the moment our eyes meet, recognition flickers in his gaze while his lips go parted in shock.

"Stella?" His voice is barely above a whisper, but I don't waste time heading in the other direction and walking away briskly. Thank God that I'm not wearing heels, or else my feet would already be hurting.

"Stella! Wait!" He calls for me a little louder from behind, which drives me to quicken my pace. I grit my teeth. Damn it, Sim Jaeyun.

It's ironic how fate wanted me to meet him, just like when I first met him back in college. How uncanny. My eyes skim through the crowd, trying to find Jen, but she is still with her father, engaging in a conversation with other fellow associates in suits.

My stomach churns with unease while my heart rate doesn't seem to be slowing down, especially when another pair of eyes have me locked, unable to look away. Sunghoon. To make it worse, he's only standing a few metres from me.

The expression on his face is akin to Jaeyun's, as though he can't believe to see me here out of all the places. He steps forward, and I can see the way his hand is trying to reach out to me. "Stella." His deep voice is discernible amidst the music that is playing.

It is ironic how the music fits the situation. It's 'we can't be friends' by Ariana Grande.

♪I don't want to tiptoe, but I don't wanna hide♪

I shake my head at Sunghoon, warning him not to get closer to me, but he's hesitating. I turn to the side, and my heart almost lurches when Sunoo and Jay spot me with their eyes widening.

"Stella!" Jaeyun stops just a few metres from me, and his gaze is fixated on me with such intent while despair sheens in his eyes. "Please, love."

♪Just want to let this story die, and I'll be alright♪

"Don't, Jake." I force my voice to come colder, and it seems to work as he visibly flinches. I must remain unwavering, and I must not forget my goal, which is to get them to hate me.

"Stella." I draw a sharp breath when Heeseung calls for me from the other side, and I'm now surrounded by them. They all look and sound genuinely shocked to see me. Of course, they would be. They never expected that I would be one of the major external travel managers in the same industry as them.

♪We can't be friends, but I'd like to just pretend♪

It's getting harder to breathe, and I feel overwhelmed by them. I know I said that I would remain unwavering, but right now, I just want to curl up into a ball and bawl my eyes out. Seeing their faces up close only hurt me deeply, like a knife slicing my heart.

"Stella, what are you doing here?" Sunghoon asks as soon as he recovers, and his eyes harden as they stare right into mine. "After disappearing on us four years ago, you had the audacity to show up like this?"

The sheer hatred he emits feels familiar, reminding me of when we used to be enemies. I guess we are enemies again, especially with the way he looks at me.

I don't respond, and even if I wanted to, I couldn't, because the next thing I know is that someone has dragged me out of their sight in a swift manner, as though he knew I needed some saving.

"Jungwon." I mutter his name numbly as I allow him to drag me somewhere else. I can only stare at the back of his head, wondering if he feels just as shocked as they are.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

We are at an empty meeting room, which is situated in the reception area, but just a little further from where the people are partying. I watch Jungwon in silence as I sit by the window sill while he paces back and forth with his fingers running through his raven locks.

I hold myself back from flinching when he directs his sharp gaze at me. "What are you really doing here out of all places?"

"I've been invited, of course." I answer curtly, hating how his intimidating disposition makes me feel small. "If I weren't invited, I would've gotten kicked out."

"I get that, but how?" He asks, looking bewildered, but then realisation hits him as his eyes go wide. "Unless you're working for F1."

I manage a bitter smile. "There goes your answer." I stand, smoothing down my dress. "Anyway, thanks for helping me to escape. I should head back now."

Just as I'm about to open the door, Jungwon puts his hand firmly on the door, preventing me from opening it. I shoot him a glare. "Yang Jungwon."

"I'm not done with you yet, Stella." A muscle ticks in his jaw, looking oddly attractive.

I scoff in disbelief while my mind recalls the last time we've ever talked. "We've been way done since that night at the gala. You said so yourself, or have you forgotten?"

"I know what I said, and there hasn't been a day where I don't regret it." Jungwon steps closer to me, prompting me to back up against the door. I maintain eye contact despite how flushed I feel by the distance between us and how the air around us shifts into something a little more dangerous.

"Then why did you do it?" I ask coldly. "I even insisted that we remain friends even though you would be engaged to another woman."

"Don't you get it, Stel? I don't want us to be just friends." His eyes darken, making me deflate by the intensity. "I didn't want to marry anyone that wasn't you, but you seemed nonchalant about it and the fact that you still insisted on us being friends."

My breath catches in my throat as the distance between our faces is dangerously close. I find it getting harder to breathe. "Jungwon."

"I didn't want you like a best friend, and even now, I desire only you." He caresses my cheek gently, but I sense danger still lurks beneath it. "I want to be yours, Stella."

My eyes flicker at his lips. Just one movement, and our lips collide. Just one. But I know better than to fall into the temptation.

I force myself to shove away any affection or familiar sentiments as my eyes turn colder. "Step away from me, Jungwon."

He doesn't deter. "Not until you give me your answer."

"There is no answer." I grit my teeth. "I suggest you drop this. From the moment you left, we were no longer friends or best friends. You're just a stranger to me now."

Hurt resides in his gaze as he staggers a step back. "You don't mean that. The Stella I knew wouldn't say those."

"The Stella you knew is dead." I continue to speak with such resolution. "Move on, Jungwon. Because I did."

I swing the door open and immediately leave him in the room. I can hear my heart breaking as I realise how I managed to hurt him. I blink away the tears that collect on the rims of my eyes.

As my eyes drift to the view in front of me, my lips flatten once more while my stomach churns with the previous unsettlement. I have a feeling that tonight is going to be a long night.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

The advantage of throwing the communal party in the massive reception is that the majority of the guests are within the main section of the party, so I won't have to worry about anyone stumbling into this area or listening. The last thing I need is for anyone to learn that I have an intricate history with the Formula One stars.

The music sounds faint as I maintain unwavering eye contact with them. Though my facade must've been cold with such resolution, my heart is pounding hard against my chest. I should've known better than to assume that this night would be going just fine without having to face them.

But something appears in my mind amidst the melancholy brimming in the atmosphere. Are they finally on good terms with Jungwon, who didn't bid them goodbye or even closure?

"You were with Jungwon. Where is he?" Sunoo asks, and even as he is the first to break the silence, it isn't enough to dispel the melancholy in the air that seems to feel suffocating with each passing second.

"I don't know." I reply, maintaining my poker face. "Surely, you guys have his contact information, right? Then call him."

"You think it's that easy?" Sunghoon scoffs, the hostility he emits feels nostalgic. His eyes are so cold and filled with hatred. "You don't even know the things we've all been through."

"Because you chose to disappear, like a coward." Riki adds as he leans his back against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest, and for the first time, he looks just as resentful as Sunghoon. "We would've been fine if you'd told us that you didn't want to stick around us any longer, but no, you chose the same method like Jungwon did to us."

"Ni-Ki." Heeseung looks at him, as though he is warning him, but Riki doesn't relent as he leans away from the wall and stalks towards me with his glare burning straight into my eyes.

"Let him." Sunghoon tells Heeseung. "She deserves to hear what he has to say for all of us."

Riki continues, and with each word he speaks, it is as though it is venomous. "Instead of checking on us to see if we were okay after we had saved you, you chose to abandon us without a second thought. You're just the same as Jungwon. Both cowards."

"Ni-Ki, enough." Jay says sternly, but earns a glare from Sunghoon in return.

"Was Ni-Ki wrong for saying all those things? Look at her! She doesn't even look the slightest bit remorseful!" Sunghoon exclaims.

I choose to remain silent as they start to bicker amongst each other. Little do they know that they're wrong. In fact, I did check on them. I did have second thoughts.

"I just don't get it." I speak up, drawing their attention. My hand curls into a fist at the side. "Why are you all acting this way? Why are you all hurt by the fact that I left?" My voice is resounding as I try to remain unwavering. "We weren't anything beyond friends. Just like what they all used to say, I'm just one of your girls."

"What has happened to you, Stella?" Sunoo asks sadly. "Why are you being this way?"

"I'm right, aren't I?" I ignore the stinging pain in my chest. "I was there to satisfy your wants and needs. I was just─" A painful lump appears in my throat while the back of my eyes are beginning to sting. "─a slut to entertain you lot until you'd get bored of me."

"You're not a slut, Stella." Jake doesn't bother to hide the fact that he is hurt by my statements as he stares at me with such devastation.

"How could you ever think like that?" Heeseung asks in a broken whisper. "We loved you. I loved you, and I still do."

Don't cave in, Stella. I mask my true feelings as I release a humourless chuckle. "You still don't get it, do you? You can't love me because─" My heart starts to bleed, "because I don't love you." I ignore the way most of them visibly flinch, as if I had hit them. "Just as I said before, we weren't anything beyond friends, and we certainly can't be friends."

"I hate you." Riki's whisper is resounding, enough to reach everyone's ears. He stares at me with such resentment, but he can't hide the pain written on his face. "The Stella I knew wouldn't be this heartless. I hate you."

"Ni-Ki." Sunoo sighs exasperatedly as Riki leaves the area before he chases after him.

"You're being cruel, Hwang." Sunghoon clenches his jaw, and amidst the hatred, I can see glimpses of heartbreak in his beautiful eyes. "Did my confession four years ago mean anything to you? Did we even mean anything to you?"

"I'm not being cruel. This is me slapping reality on all of you—that you are better off without me, just as I am." The lie tastes like poison on my tongue. "Whatever feelings you have for me, I'm not going to reciprocate them. We wouldn't work out, anyway."

"You don't know that." Jay steps forward, his hand reaching out for me, but he pauses before letting it fall to his side.

I shake my head. "It would be wise for you to forget me and move on with your lives."

As I turn around with the intention to run away for the ninth time, I feel a hand latching itself around my wrist firmly. "You think it's that easy for us to forget you?" Sunghoon's voice cracks in between, tugging at my wrist. I feel tears prickling in my eyes, but I don't turn around to look at him or any of them, or else they would catch glimpses of my true feelings.

"Please, just move on." I plead, gritting my teeth. "You'd only hurt yourself if you continued to stay hopeful that I'd return."

"Guess what, princess? You've already hurt us by breaking our hearts four years ago." Sunghoon says. "They're not going to mend by themselves unless the owner who broke our hearts mends them."

I forcefully yank my wrist away from his grasp before looking at him through blurry vision. "Then find someone else to mend your broken hearts." I tell him harshly, though my heart is screaming at me once more for hurting them.

"Stella, please." Jay pleads, looking as vulnerable as ever. "Don't be difficult."

"The only ones who are being difficult are you guys." I turn my back on them, but as I do, I spot Jungwon just a few metres away from us. The expression on his face is hard to decipher, but I'm certain that he heard everything. "Don't approach me, and don't talk to me again. If you do, I'll pretend not to know you." I say my final piece, and my voice wavers at the end.

I don't waste time walking away from them briskly with a fallen teardrop sliding down my cheek. As I busily try to wipe it away, I halt my steps when I see Jen in my view. The way she is looking at me tells me that she has been eavesdropping on us.

Jen glances behind me before she grabs my hand and takes me somewhere.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Jen brings me to one of the lounge rooms, being careful that no one follows us. She closes the door while I settle myself on the mini-couch, feeling numb from whatever happened. My eyes remain fixated on my hands, and I don't look up as Jen sits next to me.

"You've probably heard everything, or at least most of it." I say quietly.

"I'm sorry." Jen sounds apologetic. "I was searching for you, and when I saw you with them, I couldn't help but to eavesdrop." She places her hand on my back. "The Formula One stars—they're the guys you told me about before."

I nod my head sullenly as my lips quiver. "I managed to hurt them." I look at her with a wavering smile while tears are brimming on the rim of my eyes. I chuckle brokenly. "It's what I wanted, and it's my goal. To hurt them so they won't have to be tied to me just as they did before."

Jen's eyes soften. "I understand, and I'm not picking sides, but from the way I perceived it, they do seem genuine, and they love you, Stella."

"That's the problem, Jen. They can't." I croak out, the tears are finally spilled. "It's for the best. I don't want anything to happen to them like the incident four years ago."

"But that was in the past, when you were in Seoul." Jen counters as she brushes a fallen lock from my frame. "Now that you're out of there, you can do whatever you want now. You're no longer tied to your past."

"You don't understand. Even if I'm no longer tethered to the Hwang name, my past will eventually catch up to me." My hands tremble on my thighs as I recall a certain memory that engraves deep in my mind. "I don't want to risk anything, especially when Hwang Minhyuk isn't done with me."

"Wait, what do you mean?" Jen's face turns serious. "Stel, what are you not telling me?"

With one look at her face, I burst into more waterworks, prompting her to bring me into her warm embrace as I cling to her while my mind drifts off to flashbacks.

▰▰▰▰

As soon as I recovered, the law enforcement officers paid me a visit and informed me that Minhyuk had made a request to meet me. Yeji was hesitant, but something told me that it would be wise to meet him before I left Seoul for good.

So here I was, facing the devil himself, with a clear glass in between us. It felt good to see him in his prison uniform after knowing the amount of blood he had spilled. I felt nothing but pure hatred and resentment as I glared at him, especially after knowing that he had killed Mary. What's worse was that he didn't even look remorseful.

"So why did you want to meet me?" I broke the ice, and my voice had no traces of warmth. "Surely, it couldn't be an apology, especially coming from a monster like you."

"You are right." Minhyuk smirks coldly at me. "I heard that you'd be leaving Seoul for good, but did you really think that you'd be safe even if you decided to fly to another country?"

"Your threats don't scare me, and you can't hurt me anymore." I stated in a monotone manner. "Seriously, you're wasting my time─"

"You ought to be careful, Stella, because trust me when I say that I will rise again, and this time, I will not fail and I will not miss." Minhyuk cuts me off sharply.

I sigh, rubbing my temple. "Let me guess, you're going to kill me again."

"Not only you. I'll kill the people you hold dear. Starting with those guys who you spread your legs for!" Minhyuk sneers at me, and this time, I felt chills down my spine. "You ought to be careful, Stella. You may never know when I'll rise again."

"The law won't allow you." I counter firmly.

Minhyuk chuckles. "You have no idea how influential and powerful the Hwangs are, do you?" He slowly rises from his seat, looking down on me with such animosity. "Heed my words, Stella. Wherever you go, they go, and when I find them, I'll be sure to carve out their hearts and deliver them to you on silver platters."

This time, I didn't hold back from the anger I was seething with. I abruptly stand, my seat flinging away. "Don't you dare hurt them, you sick psycho!"

Minhyuk took pleasure in seeing me in this state. "I was right. You love them. This makes everything easy and delightful."

I gritted my teeth. "I'll have you imprisoned until the day you die, Hwang Minhyuk."

Minhyuk startled me when he slammed his hand on the glass, and his erratic behaviour alerted the guards. "Don't underestimate what I can do, Stella!" He struggled in the guards' grip as they attempted to bring him away. "Mark my words! I won't let you have your happy ending! I will find you! You hear me, Stella?!"

I staggered a step back as my chest started to hurt while Minhyuk was still shouting in the background, cursing me, until he began to fade.

▰▰▰▰

Yeji was being careful as she eyed me cautiously with the way I walk, though I was still limping slightly due to the injury on my thigh, thanks to Rena, who was currently behind bars. Like father, like daughter.

"I just need to see them one last time." I told Yeji as we stopped outside of the room where the guys were in separate beds. Just earlier, I stopped by Jaeyun's private room, where he was regrettably still in a coma. I watch with my heart aching at the sight of Riki, Sunoo, and Jay conversing with small smiles on their faces. Sunghoon looked asleep, whereas Heeseung was still in a coma due to the fatal injury to his stomach.

"I'm done." I said shakily as I wiped the tears away from my cheeks. "Let's go, Unnie."

"You know, you don't have to leave them like this." Yeji held my arm as we walked away. "Yes, they hurt you when they revealed their involvement in their parents' schemes, but even I can tell that they genuinely love you."

Yeji didn't know another reason why I was doing this. She only thought that I was still reeling in hurt from the revelation that they became closer to me due to their parents' schemes. She didn't know about the promising threat Minhyuk told me yesterday.

"It's for the best, Unnie." I told her as I held back my tears. "They will move on and forget about me eventually."

Yeji could only sigh at my adamant behaviour. No matter how much she tried to persuade me, I would remain steadfast. Besides, I'd rather have them hate me for leaving than risk their safety just because they got tied to me once more. Yes, I believed in Minhyuk's warnings. That monster was capable of anything.

I'd rather die than allow anything to happen to them a second time.

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#enhypen #enhypen fanfic #enhypen poly #enhypen reverse harem #enhypen x fem oc

[errantnight]

Quick edit! I am ALWAYS open to asks and prompts! I love them, they give me insane motivation!

Hey, been awhile since I updated this!

Nice to see you today, I'm Errant! I write fanfic and occasionally do art! At the moment my hyperfixation is all about Final Fantasy VII and I have a few fics in the works for that if you're interested! I also have a discord for my fic but it's also just a place to talk about Final Fantasy in general and sefikura/genseph/strifesodos especially.

Some info about my fanfics I've been working on are under the cut! If you want to talk to be about FFVII in general or my fic I love getting asks and almost never get them!

I'm errantnight on Discord but feel free to message me here if you don't have Discord as well!

My Fics

Ruin's Edge is about a time traveling Sephiroth slowly regaining his sanity and balance as he tries to save the Planet from both the Calamity and the Mako Reactors, and make sure Cloud will stay with him forever by any means necessary... I like to think of it as a slow-burn redemption, from mind-controlling psychopath back to the man he might have been if it hadn't been for Hojo and Jenova's bullshit. Needless to say there's a lot of dark things, especially from the beginning, and it's explicit...

Raised by Wolves follows Sephiroth and Cloud as children under the 'care' of Professor Hojo, after Cloud's mother dies and the Nibelheim villagers ignorantly believed that Shinra employees will get Cloud to an orphanage somewhere. This is, needless to say, a very unpleasant experience for the children. It is dark, and sad, but I seriously promise they will all get a happy ending (except Hojo and most of Shinra cause fuck 'em)

Northern Lights is a Vampire AU! Angeal and Genesis are a vampire and a dhampir respectively, stuck with an injured human Sephiroth in Nibelheim for the winter and renting rooms from Cloud. I'm always mean to Cloud, so his mom had died recently, but Angeal and the others won't let Cloud be alone or lonely for long!

Three Words... This is pure mind-control puppet!Cloud smut with Genesis trying to control a post Advent Children Cloud who was dealing with depression and PTSD. He almost got away with it, til Sephiroth showed back up to take back what's his!

I have several one shots as well for FFVII and other fics, most of which are unfinished because I lost interest in those fandoms after spending decades fixated on them. I'll probably finish those someday, or more likely one day I'll rewrite them because I'm 100x better as a write than I was back then!

#ruin's edge #fanfic #ffvii #ff7 #time travel sephiroth #errantnight #ao3 #about me #my fanfics #three words #raised by wolves #northern lights

[leiandroid]

otayuri week | day seven - angels & demons (free prompt)

yura a malevolent angel and beka a benevolent demon

@otayuriweek22 - more ramblings about this au under the cut :)

ok, this AU was the hardest to develop since the ideas are half formed and it raises a lot of questions for the verse that the answers are too complicated for me to answer. but i can escape that by NOT writing a fic (which i tried to do and failed horribly).

in my heart of hearts this verse is very hilarious and sexy. so have some ramblings about it instead:

angels and demons have 4 letter names: vita, beka, yura, yuri, mila, jaak, chit, etc… akov is god and ilia is the devil (< i guess, idk, whatever, not important). i think yuri (katsuki) is a demon (gluttony, lust), but that is also not entirely important.

yura and beka meet each other on the shoulders of a nervous and spineless human. they have been sent (punished?) (exiled?) to the mortal realm to act as the human's conscience. yura dwells on the right shoulder and beka on the left.

the human's spinelessness drives yura into rage. he screams into the human's ear trying to influence him to just go punching assholes and jerks that the human lets walk all over him. yura is literally the embodiment of the meme "aren't you tired of being nice a loser? don't you just wanna go apeshit?" when the human only cowers in response yura punches and kicks his neck, which only makes the human scratch his neck (a nervous tic), this makes yura all the more enraged.

beka on the other hand shoulder (haha) whispers and murmurs things into the human's ear that make him more spineless like: it's scary out there, we should stay in, oh, this guy is big we should let him cut in line ahead of us, its okay to get interrupted it wasn't important anyway… etc

idk something to that effect.

they are both so useless to the human being that the human lives out a pathetic life. they spend more time having sexy makeouts on the human's back than doing anything of use.

on yura's malevolence; he has a strong sense of justice and what's right but his problem is his means of achieving them, they are unholy and extremely problematic lmao. beka's benevolence is unbecoming of a demon. he still has the values of what make him demonic but his means are calm and without calamity. chaotic good vs lawful evil typa shit idk

vita is yura's overseer and whenever he has a message to send to yura, a golden halo appears in the air and a soft holy choir sings as clouds part to reveal vita who is glowing all dream-like. (this is super hilarious in my head, the choir is like a soundtrack and can abruptly stop (like a record scratch) if some incredulous shit gets to vita or whatever. it's very over the top and obnoxious)

i imagine the choir is like the first and last thing you hear when interacting with vita. like you'd be chilling on a cloud minding your own business and in the distance the dulcet tones of the choir signals the arrival of vita, and then fades away with him when he leaves lmfao. vita is also especially glowy for an angel, he glows more than most, giving him a very ethereal and dreamlike quality (the extra power he allots to that is worth it and second nature to him at this point)

jaak is beka's overseer and he makes it a point to regularly interrupt the sexy makeouts. when jaak calls, a dark red almost black flame flickers to life and forms a ring of smoke, as he appears in it he always has cluster of succubi hanging off of him who all look exactly alike (isabella) who softly moan, murmur and whisper "king jj" at him in the background

(kind of like in horror media when you hear whispers in the background, but it's constant and less scary sounding and more blush inducing. the anti vita choir lmao)

whenever jaak comes around, yura mimes gagging and puking and covers his ears because, funny enough, worse still than the constant moans of "king jj" is jaak's voice itself.

#otayuriweek #otayuri #otabek altin #yuri plisetsky #otayuriweek22 #yuri on ice #and that's that !!! #this was really fun i enjoyed the hell out of drawing for this event and coming up with ideas #thanks to everyone for liking/replying/reblogging my art :) #and a special thanks to everyone that took the time to read my ramblings since i almost care about them more than the drawings themselves #my art #leiandroid #and happy birthday otabae MWAH

[fabdante]

linktober days 23 and 25: ganondorf and zelda

a quick little comic about my 10′000 years ago/ancient hero gan au

transcript with short descriptions under the cut!

Page 1, a young Ganondorf neutrally looks out at night time scenery off screen as a concerned Zelda looks at him. Zelda: Gan?

Page 2, a concerned Zelda continues to look at Gan as he looks at her, then looks away, unsure.

Zelda: The Calamity...do you think we can win?

Page 3, the Calamity is shown, a swirling dark cloud with red energy

Gan: I hope so.

#linktober #linktober 2022 #zelgan #legend of zelda #breath of the wild #breath of the wild 2 #tears of the kingdom #princess zelda #ganondorf #zelda #tloz #loz #ganzel #my art

[cloudninetonine]

*walks on tiredly, looking like I just had a tussle with a Guardian or a particularly vicious Lynel, pats both Wild's and Hyrule's head over their birthdays, perishes like the Skulltula* Hey there, just passing on by quickly after the new chapter, how you doing?

Also, I came as soon as I heard like holy mother of the Golden Three- I have so many thoughts of the new Player's Aid chapter just, Cloud, you wonderful individual you just slayed me, perfect thing to come back to after a bad week of existence making me want to do it like Time in the Downfall timeline thank you for the food.

Hyrule and Wild being soft and protective of Player? Perfection, it's in the little things like cradling their cheek and holding their hand to keep them close so he won't lose them again because they were one of the few good things left he really had in a ruined world, his ears fluttering at his faith in him which honestly probably means everything for Wild, who feels like he failed everyone in his era and likely failed Player too when they dissapeared at first (goodness I can't imagine how that was, defeating The Calamity or Ganon, reuniting with Zelda and then Player just, being gone? I have a feeling the boys didn't cope well), and Player shielding Rulie from the Ache's sight even if it won't do much? And the immediate understanding and knowing of Hyrule Castle both Player and Wild even if not quite for the same reasons? Wind being a shit and Player biting back? Player's faith in Time? Perfection, I adore those little details because it really illustrates how as much as the heroes need and want their guide around, so does Player want and need them around.

Also Player's thoughts are very valid and realistic and I love them for it, if you're not used to gore in any way or with rough injuries you're not going to cope well in an environment like Hyrule at all for a while, something tells me there's going to be a lot of ongoing trauma to deal with (or repress) when Player actually learns how to fight with a weapon (because I can't see the boys not teaching them how to handle at least a bow or a dagger after this) and inevitably has to kill a monster, or heck even a monster disguised as a human or a Yigah Clan member since those guys are people, even if in self defense.

Also the horror enthusiastic in me adored the whole build up with the Ache, sure it's an obvious trope, specially if you're one for playing games or watching literally any media ever, but it was still really great between the description of the Skulltulas (ten out of ten, would kill with fire again because even if I don't hate spiders any that eats flesh can meet my old buddy: the homemade flamethrower) and the sheer body horror of the transformation, Zelda has plenty of horror elements when you really dig into it and I always adore when someone makes use of it, I called it the second Player describes Maggie (because they look too average and usually that's a red flag when it comes to lone adventurers, because if they weren't alone before then were are the remains of the others? Plus somehow it feels in character that a disguised Dink or his subordinates as shapeshifters would pick forms with dark features) and the reveal really broke that amazing build up of tension, because there's nothing worse than knowing there's something wrong, knowing it's a trap, and still having to walk into it.

Dink's reveal was also masterful, although yeesh that's really building up a theme with Player having awful luck with teleportation huh? Between the Yandere's and the Mess Au and Koridai and Courage and likely Mecha too and if they meet First at sone point we can also add that to it, and also Satori Mountains, Craein sends their solidarity from the Ancient Au (Player 🤝 Craein : Really bad luck with teleportation and it's mostly Dink's fault), someone give them a lucky charm or something, wait, now that I think of it Twilight tracking people by scent was a whole thing in his game, get to memorizing man! That or maybe Wild can since they're half Sheikah Tech now? I dunno, I'm just guessing and likely getting off topic because I'm sleep deprived and excited (also I have a feeling that the hand reaching for theirs was likely Wild or Hyrule, and that's gotta be rough on them who remember Player and now have to cope with losing them twice, that and all of the Links have trauma with losing or failing people, so seeing someone that even if they don't fully trust but feels familiar in the back of their mind and whom they've sworn to protect because they can't fight is probably going to smack all of the boys on the face with a fish). The prickling feeling of unease, like being watched by a predator when you're acutely aware you're prey and vulnerable one at that? Dink is looking at you ?! Looking at all angles and even above only for him to drag them below? The claws? (not quite human featured Dink and the Uncanny Valley of it my beloathed- {affectionate but also wanting to hit with a brick}, the sheer drama and theatrics of it? Such good food, it clearly shows how he's a really wrong, tainted Entity, like a stain or sickness in reality itself and I eat that up, it really drives home how inhuman he is and I love it, that was great even if I'm really concerned for Player because welp, that just proves Dink is very aware they're the Guide {the Guide's current iteration? I've been thinking about it a lot, because Player is one of the many people in the Zelda fandom who played the games, and you already said how it works when the games are replayed, so maybe there's a lot of candidates, but our Player is the one the most like the Guide or they're an iteration like how all the Links are iterations of each other/the Hero's Spirit?}, Can't imagine he wants anything good with them in any way, specially depending on how much information he has.

Anyway, that's all for now, I'll be back on the semi regularly scheduled Lora and Ancient Au trio plus Ancient Player/Craein content and thoughts at another time since I'm tired, thank you for the great update and have a nice day!

-Signed, Just a Tired Summertime Musician.

HI SUM I'M GLAD YOU ENJOYED THE RECENT CHAPTER! Took me long enough to get it out OIUBFOEIU

I hope you're feeling much better! I understand hard weeks but I'm here if ya need me!

I'm glad you like the littlest details I do try my best! The same with the realism in the scenes! We love a joke here and there but reality is reality and at the end of the day seeing blood and guts, even from a monster is still at the end a very disturbing sight to see!

Gonna love writing the trauma that follows with Player having to kill something for the first time!

I'm also glad you liked the Ache build up! Wanted the trope to be there as a kind of reminder that Player's a bit more self aware than a lot of people around them, even if the Chain did know that it was a trap Player still has that critical thinking by their side! (I also want to eventually tie it to Guide properties but I still need to build on that, ya know?)

I'm also a huge horror fan myself so expect more horror elements in the future! Hopefully if I write it well the next chapter is gonna have them

We gotta love Dink and Uncanny Valley (Please someone with artistic skill draw some Uncaanny valley shadow boyo I will pay in life force) I really enjoy writing his scene because I just can't wait for what's following! :D Probably first introduction to the true abilities of the Guide ;)

See you around babes!

#cloud answers

[dane-ffxiv]

Prompt #5: Barbarous

(Note: This is an AU of a rejoined shard. Parts one, two, & three.)

Dane continued down the ruined path, ignoring the man behind her as he called out to her. She wanted to be alone and rarely had the opportunity since their star was on the brink of destruction. Devastating flames were this shard’s calamity– not even a horde of mages could temper them. Endless valleys, mountains, and fields turned to ash, while vibrant blue skies became polluted with smoke, leaving permanent hues of orange in this otherwise colorless world.

And it was all his fault.

That persistent thought stopped Dane in her tracks, chipping away at her fleeting moment of respite. The faster she acknowledged him, the faster he would grow bored of antagonizing her and return to his miserable existence. Truthfully, they both were miserable. Their fate was laughable– surely the gods above had their share of entertainment. A pair of young lovebirds, broken by tragedy, forged separate paths. At the end, they stood worlds apart. The hero, and the villain.

She turned to him in silence and waited.

"Paloma."

The moment that word left Joseni’s lips, her eyes clouded with tears. He used to serenade her when they were young and called her every beautiful name in both their native tongues. But ‘Paloma’ was her favorite.

It meant everything to her. And now it sounded like a shard of glass scraping against metal. It pierced her like a dagger soaked in venom.

"Don't call me that." She spat through gritted teeth. Her golden eye began to shimmer, radiating a dangerous warmth from her entire body. "You have no right."

"...Still as bright as the sun, it seems." He reached for a strand of her hair, marveling at the light reflecting off of it. She took a step back and turned away.

"It shines for you no longer." Her lie convinced no one. Even as she steadied her breathing and dried her eyes, his resolve never faltered. To inflict pain the best method he could– reminding her of what they had, and how he willingly walked away from it all. From her.

“It will always be mine.” He growled. “Even when the flames engulf this star, leaving ash and despair in its wake, you will still belong to me. You will never fly free, my dove."

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