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hacked-by-jake · 1 month

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[MC (they-them) × Jake × fluff]

MC stepped out of the police station, relieved to have finally finished the last report on the Hannah case, feeling the warmth of the sun on their face and the crisp spring air filling their lungs. They glanced at their watch, already mentally mapping out their route to the next town where their expertise was needed. But before they could take another step, a mysterious figure clad in black approached them, sunglasses hiding his eyes, a hood obscuring his features.

"Are you MC?" he asked, his voice low and gravelly.

They nodded cautiously as he handed them a sealed envelope without another word. Without waiting for a response, the enigmatic figure vanished into the bustling street. Intrigued and slightly unnerved, MC tore open the letter, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected delivery, despite already having a premonition about the sender of this letter..

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𝘔𝘺 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘔𝘊,

I'm sending this letter to assure you of my safety.

As I sit here, penning these words to you, my heart races with both excitement and trepidation. The events that unfolded during our recent mission have left me both exhilarated and wounded, both physically and emotionally. But above all else, they've left me longing for your reassuring presence.

I write to you now, not from a place of despair, but from a place of hope and determination. Despite the close call and the injuries sustained, I want you to know that I am safe and on the path to recovery. The mine left me with several, light injuries. The burns may sting, but they are nothing compared to the ache in my heart from being away from you.

MC, our partnership has been nothing short of extraordinary. Together, we've faced challenges that most would shy away from, and emerged victorious against all odds. The way you fearlessly tackled every obstacle, with unwavering resolve, fills me with an indescribable pride. You are the true hero in this story.

Yet, amidst the chaos and danger, I can't shake the feeling of guilt for putting you in harm's way. Please know that it was never my intention to cause you worry or pain. If anything, I am in awe of your strength and resilience, and I am eternally grateful for your unwavering support.

As we embark on this temporary separation, I find solace in the knowledge that it is only a matter of time before we reunite. I've been informed about the City near Duskwood, where they requested your assistance. Moonvale awaits us with its mysteries and challenges, and I have no doubt that together, we will conquer whatever obstacles lie ahead.

Until then, my love, take comfort in the knowledge that I carry you with me always, in every beat of my heart and every thought that crosses my mind. Stay strong, stay safe, and know that I am counting down the moments until we can be together again.

I, too, will personally ensure your safety. Nymos and I are committed to clearing your path and doing whatever it takes to protect you. I've shared my vulnerability with you before, and in light of the recent events at Grim Rock, I find myself even more dependent and at your mercy.

I'm incredibly proud of you for cracking the case and saving my sister. The challenges you confronted, the horrors you endured, and the loss of Richy... I can only begin to fathom the emotional anguish you're experiencing, but I vow to be your unwavering support, concealed in the shadows, yet ever-present by your side, even if you cannot perceive me. I will never leave you alone.

MC, my love, I promise you, we will see each other again when the time comes.

With all my heart,

Jake

A/n: A little thing after the release of the date, just a little idea. Actually, I just wanted to post the letter, but decided to add the first part, just as an introduction. Letters from Jake are just great, aren’t they? :) I was a bit proud for the wording here. Even if the first part is pretty short and not so detailed. But well, writing Jake is a stress-lovely something. I hope you liked it. Thanks for reading and I hope you will have a fantastic day/evening/night! 💚

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once-in-a-blood-moon · 8 days

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AHH THEYRE OPEN!!! EEEEE

Could I request for your 🌹valentines event🌹 the prompt voice with Solomon with a GN MC? He’s heard their voice for a long time giving him encouragement and praise but he’s long since given up actually meeting them. They meet during the exchange program and he immediately recognizes their voice.

I’ve never heard of the soulmate voice scenario before so I’m realty looking forward to how you pull it all together! I love your works and am really excited for this event! Thank you so much for sharing your writing!💖💖💖💖💖

Solomon - Voice

Solomon x GN! reader

Prompt: The voice in their head is their soulmate’s voice

AN: Hi Ivy!! Thank you for your sweet words, I'm really glad you like what I do! 💕 I'm so sorry about the wait on this request, but I suppose better late than never! I really got in a groove writing this, and uh...it's a little more hurt/comfort than I expected it to be, so I hope that's okay. Thank you for being patient and I hope you enjoy! 😊

Warnings: Slight hurt/comfort, mimics how you meet Solomon in the OG but diverges a tad.

The cool night air whipped through Solomon’s hair gently as he leaned out of the open window. His eyes had grown tired from hours of combing through the weathered pages of an ancient tome he’d miraculously gotten his hands on, so he decided to take a small break to rest them. The sooner he did that, the quicker he’d be back at his desk furiously devouring the magical literature the book had to offer.

Bleary eyes flicked lazily across the landscape of the soft city nightlife beyond his walls. He’s not in the thick of it, but sometimes he listens just to feel included. The distant sounds of horns honking, the gentle clicks of heels on the street below him as two friends pass by with gossip juggled between them, even the smelling the cheap, greasy pizza from one of the restaurants nearby. It’s all something that eludes him. Like an inside joke he’s not allowed in on…

“I hope you’re doing okay…”

Solomon perks upon hearing the soft, almost solemn voice in his head. It had started just a few short decades ago, popping up occasionally to say hello or to spout some words of encouragement. He was aware he was hearing the voice of his soulmate, but it seemed hard for him to let go of his reservations and interact with them. He knew it would never last, and he’d never meet them. So, he keeps his mind quiet like he always does, not wanting to give them false hope.

And it seemed he was disappointing them further by not responding yet again, hearing a soft sigh before speaking again.

“Sometimes I wonder if you’re even there. Maybe I’m talking to nobody...”

He wishes you were – or at least someone that wasn’t him.

“But it’s almost as if I can feel your presence. You exist. I know it.”

Oh, he exists, alright. Longer than he thinks you could ever fathom. How the universe could’ve paired such a patient soul to his jaded one is a mystery to him. It’s curious how you’re able to sense him too. If he didn’t know any better, he’d think you had some magical prowess as well – however small that may be.

“Are you looking at the same moon I am? It’s so bright and beautiful tonight… A full moon.”

The sorcerer’s ancient eyes slowly move to the moon hanging above the city, where the skyscrapers seem to just brush its surface. It’s the same moon he’s looked at for centuries, the one thing that’s stayed constant in his eternal life. Tonight’s moon seems to glow a hair brighter than usual. Perhaps it’s a super moon playing with his perception. Either way, he basks in her maternal essence all the same.

It grows quiet in his mind and Solomon assumes his soulmate is lost in the moment, just as he is. Whether it’s due to the moon’s company illuminating his figure perched on the windowsill or because of the presence that has wriggled their way into his thoughts, he doesn’t feel as alone tonight.

The minutes drag on with nothing more from his soulmate, so he takes this as a sign his break is over. With a long, drawn out sigh, he pushes himself off the windowsill before shutting the window and pulling the curtains closed. He takes slow strides back to his desk, stretching his back muscles before he inevitably hunches over the tome until his body gives out to exhaustion. The old, rickety chair creaks beneath him as the hard wood already begins to gnaw away at his bum. Though he pays no mind to the mild pain as he aims to jump right back into the marked pages he’d left open on his desk.

“Take care of yourself.”

It’s the last thing he hears right before his eager eyes can reach a word on either of the sprawled out pages. That gentle reminder causes his heart to ache in guilt knowing he should do better to take care of himself, yet...he’s too consumed with his life’s work to try harder. With a slight shake of his head to rid himself of those feelings, he plunges right back into the mystical tome.

The halls of RAD bustle with first-day gossip shared between demon cliques about the newly implemented exchange program and the exchange students that came with it.

Solomon, who keeps to himself against one of the walls to blend in with the crowd, hears the names of his angelic dorm mates, as well as his own, bouncing around as if it were a game of Hot Potato. It’s the typical fare of “that sorcerer, Solomon, is one of the exchange students this year” and “watch out for that guy, you know he’s a bit of a shady fellow.” Every other word that’s been tacked onto his persona is spit out with a venomous hiss.

Powerful. Shady. No good. Hardly human. Sorcerer... Solomon, Solomon, Solomon.

He’s heard them so many times he’s started to believe there might be merit behind the sentiments.

Beyond that, he’s also heard a few rumors about the second human exchange student. Due to the quickly buzzing word, the clever sorcerer had already caught wind of their name and a few other interesting details, like how Mammon had been appointed as the “human babysitter.” Solomon couldn’t help but chuckle to himself when he’d first heard that. Mammon as a babysitter of anything, let alone a fellow human… That’s rich.

“I should run…”

Solomon’s brow raises sharply, almost instantly, upon hearing that phrase in his head. What an odd thing for his soulmate to say. They hadn’t spoken much to him in the past few weeks, apart from some nerves about something they never fully divulged to him, but for this to be the first thing in a while is concerning to say the least. It may not even be a conscious effort as the panic of the voice in his head is quite obvious.

“That’s what Mammon said to do…”

Mammon? How does this person…

It’s then that Solomon notices a timid looking human in the middle of the hall, their eyes casting side to side as a few groups of demons seem to eye them dangerously. The sorcerer’s feet move faster than his thoughts and he’s suddenly in front of the human with a friendly grin on his lips.

“Hey, you there.”

He watches you startle at his sudden appearance, your phone slipping through your fingers and clattering on the floor as you just stare at him with anxiety practically radiating off you. It seems you’re opting for the freeze response from how on edge you are around him. He automatically feels guilty for scaring you so terribly, but he understands why.

Slowly, as to not spook you further, he crouches down to pick up your phone, doing a quick check to make sure it’s not damaged as he rises back to his normal height.

“This belongs to you. I saw you drop it just now,” he hands it out to you, chuckling as he does. “You should be lucky it didn’t crack.”

He watches you glance down to his outstretched hand before slowly taking your phone from him. Your fingers brush lightly against his, sending a chill up his spine. For it being just a minuscule touch, it felt so natural.

A small appreciative smile eases your frightened features. Though he can tell you’re still tentative. “Thank you.”

Solomon’s heart skips a beat as he recognizes the voice instantly. He stills momentarily, though not enough to seem like he’d lost composure...but internally, he was flustered. The previous phrases he’d heard in his head suddenly made sense now. Before he gets completely ahead of himself, he decides to converse with you further to confirm his suspicions.

“My name’s Solomon. I’m an exchange student from the human world, just like you.”

Your fears instantly seem to vanish upon learning that he’s not one of the demons wanting to cause you harm. “Ah, well, that’s a relief. It’s nice to meet you then.”

You give a quick introduction of yourself as well. The name he’d heard whispered among others earlier rolled off your tongue in the same kind voice he’s had in his head for decades. It doesn’t seem you realize the situation yet, but how could you? He never spoke to you… You didn’t know what he sounded like. If he had known meeting you wasn’t a slim to none chance, maybe he would’ve asked how your day was, reminded you to hydrate or study, or just said hi.

The sorcerer makes his mind up pretty quickly – he’d make it up to you once he reveals the true nature of your special connection.

Even now, he’s realizing you’re more than just a stranger to him. You were the kind words he couldn’t give himself, the reasoning he was blind to, and the connection he thought was best to deny.

You were the sound he was lonely without.

#valentine's soulmate event #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me hurt/comfort #obey me solomon #obey me solomon x reader #jo writes

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yuri-is-online · 3 months

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Do the timeline post!!

Right so before I get cracking on this I want to make a few things clear:

This is all speculation and should not be taken as fact, due to how XP and stamina gain work in this game I will probably re-vist this post once I am finally able to work on Zayne's myths card (i am prioritizing Xavier since I have both of his as opposed to just one of Zayne)

For simplicity's sake this post is just going to be focused on Zayne, though I will reference things from the other boy's lore where applicable. He ironically seems to have the easiest timeline to understand, which is saying something.

I will gladly make a post for Xavier later this week when I am able to unlock his last anecdote, but if you are more interested in Rafayel I will have to direct you to this post by u/joonmin on the love and deepspace subreddit as I don't have a lot of Rafayel cards and lack the information they posted. I will say that he seems to have the most complicated timeline out of all three of the love interests, and that a lot of the information on that thread won't make sense if you have not read chapter 7.

Ok? Ok. Here is my best attempt at a timeline for Love and Deepspace Zayne: SPOILERS FOR ALL IN GAME CONTENT UP TO CHAPTER 7, VARIOUS MOMENTS, AND ANECDOTES, PROCEED WITH CARE.

I lied I have one more thing I want to clarify: yes there is a timeloop/alternate reality thing going on in this game. That is not really something that I think needs debating because that's kind of the genre this developer does, and the game starts off telling you that the deepspace tunnel is a spacetime anomaly. It isn't subtext, it is just text.

Current Timeline

The current timeline where the main story of LAD takes place is set in the year 2048 in a place called Linkon City. We are told that the Deepspace Tunnel opened 14 years prior and that is when wanderers started invading earth. There is a lack of understanding about why this has happened, and it has sparked an interest in space exploration in the hopes of finding a solution.

The hunters association is sort of like an adventurers guild? It's supervised by the government, and is sort of split between Hunters like MC and researchers attempting to understand what makes the wanderers tick.

This includes researching protocores, currently the only thing the hunter's association knows for sure is that they contain a great deal of energy, and that they can cause disease in humans based off of which category the protocore falls into. This is confirmed to be what is wrong with MC.

It is also mentioned that protocore energy is used for lots of things, in technology I assume. This will be important later so keep it in mind.

The "arctic" that chapter 5 is set in appears to be referring to the Northern arctic circle. The in game "spacepedia" says there are lots of energy fluctuations (and therefore wanderer attacks) due to its close proximity to the earth's magnetic pole. The epicenter of these fluctuations appears to be Mt. Eternal, where most of the research institutions in the arctic are based.

There seem to be sort of "fixed points" that repeat themselves within Zayne and Rafayel's timelines, and a theme of MC forgetting things. The lyrics to the opening theme even say "Time goes by but memories rewind" and while Zayne doesn't say MC has forgotten anything to do with him specifically, she has forgotten something about both Xavier and Rafayel. For Rafayel, the thing she forgets also seems to be his "fixed point": he and MC always meet when they are younger. For Zayne, he always hurts someone with his evol at age 12.

While there are technically three versions of Zayne and two of them seem to be aware of each other: current/Dr. Zayne and Dawnbreaker Zayne. They both started dreaming of each other at 12. It is unclear if either version dreams about Forseer Zayne, or if he is aware of them, but all three versions of Zayne are fond of jasmine. I haven't made much progress with Zayne's myths card, but it is clear that this like has something to do with MC, just from the little bit I have been able to read.

Dr. Zayne dislikes talking about the incident when he was 12, simply telling his friend Will that he lost control of his evol and hurt someone. He refers to this someone as a friend, and I might be a smidge delusional... but I think that friend was probably MC. If she's forgotten about it, Dr. Zayne might see that as "for the best" and not wish to remind her of it.

It would also explain why Grandma trusted him with MC's care and those secret documents. He has gone very far out of his way to try and not be someone who hurts people, and is obsessed with working himself to the bone to save as many people as possible. Grandma might seem like a sweet old lady... but we know she has some questionable morals so I could see someone like her thinking that since Dr. Zayne feels like he owes MC he is a good choice to protect her since he won't betray her.

The Fragmented Dreams moment is typically pointed to when talking about Dr. Zayne and Dawnbreaker's dream connection, but after reading the Never Ending Winter anecdote I don't really think it is. Look at what the nightmare actually says:

I think this moment starts out with Dr. Zayne dreaming about MC coming to visit him at work and bring him lunch, but devolves into him dreaming about what he did when he was 12. Dr. Zayne's dreams of Dawnbreaker as depicted in the anecdote are almost always related to his mercy kills, he doesn't seem to see the finer details I'll get into when discussing Dawnbreaker's timeline. The anncedote makes me think that Dr. Zayne sees Dawnbreaker as a sort of manifestation of his fears for himself; he fears becoming a killer, he fears hurting people, the only things Dr. Zayne wants is to save lives. That wish applies to more people than just the MC, he genuinely enjoys being a doctor and is very popular with his patients.

Beyond Dr. Zayne seeing his friend turn into a wanderer and being forced to kill him, we don't know much about his relationship with his teacher or the arctic. We do know that he still visits the arctic from time to time to help Dr. Noah with his research, and we can only assume it has something to do with protocores. I think it might specifically have something to do with humans being transformed into wanderers, but that's wild speculation on my part.

Dawnbreaker Timeline

The concept of Dawnbreaker Zayne is introduced in the annecdote Still In Dark. It is set in an unknown time and place, but it is confirmed to not be Linkon as Dawnbreaker mentions wanting to visit there, but that it was destroyed a long time ago.

In this timeline in this unknown city, wanderer attacks are so common that people don't really leave their homes. Most menial jobs (such as staffing convenience stores) are done by robots and most people find their entertainment through VR.

It is known by the government of this unknown place that prolonged exposure to protocores and their energy transforms people into wanderers. These infected can then kill and infect other humans. When Dawnbreaker Zayne was 12 years old, he watched his adopted father transform into a wanderer and turn his mother. He used his evol to kill them both to save himself. This is also when he begins dreaming of Dr. Zayne, though he is much more interested in MC.

In the anecdote he is under investigation by the police as a suspected serial killer, as he has been mercy killing infected people as they transform so they can't turn more people. This includes children, which is what Dr. Zayne ends up dreaming of in Never Ending Winter.

The police officer investigating Dawnbreaker ends up learning about the infected, and destroys his investigative files after realizing his superiors know about these wanderers. He wishes Dawnbreaker Zayne luck in finding a solution before things get too far gone.

This anecdote does two very important things. First and foremost it confirms/introduces the concept that some wanderers used to be human, and that this transformation is caused by prolonged exposure to protocores. The second is that it suggests that MC is not a part of that world's timeline. Why is not clear, but Dawnbreaker doesn't know who she is, just that from what he can see in his dreams he wishes to be loved by her. I mentioned that Dr. Zayne hates Dawnbreaker, but it doesn't seem that Dawnbreaker hates him at all. He likes to watch medical dramas, and seems to genuinely want to be his other self even if he is aware that's impossible in his current reality.

Forseer Timleine

I haven't made much progress on this one, so we are going straight to bullet points on things I think are relevant.

Each of the myths cards take place in a world called Philos. It is unclear if this place is a planet, a country, or just a city as each Myths card seems to have a distinct cultural feel and history to it. I am leaning towards planet as Xavier is an alien and refers to earth as if he is foreign to it.

Xavier and MC also talk about how Philos is dying in his Myths card because of the wanderers, and that the wanderers will eventually leave Philos and make there way somewhere else.

It is a commonly liked head cannon that Dr. Zayne became a cardiologist because of MC's heart condition, and while that still might be true I think it might be a sort of residual desire to help her from his Forseer self, as MC breaks into his prison to try and cure her heart condition, which is slowly turning her into ice.

... forseer's MC is a little out there tbh. Kind of out of pocket and honestly I love that for her. If I was told I only had 3 years left to live my reaction wouldn't be to break into the Vatican to see if the Pope had any reliquaries that could prove my doctor wrong but I guess we all deal with grief differently.

I talked in the original timeline about the fact that all versions of Zayne like jasmine, but I am noting it here again as he agrees to not kill MC if she can convince his houseplant to bloom. Did I mention she broke into his house? Did I mention she did this practically claiming to be a government official? Of course Zayne is just going to shrug off her antics, even if he doesn't remember it he has seen worse.

My last sort of point I want to make here is that Xavier has a bit of throw away dialogue in battle asking whether or not something is "immortal or undying." Forseer Zayne refers to himself as undying, and has an issue with controlling his ice evol to the point it should be killing him, but isn't for some reason. It is also implied in MC's dialogue he is being used as a tool by Philos, which is something she can't stand. As for why this distinction is important, as of this point in time, I don't think Zayne is aware of his life as the Forseer because he is not immortal, unlike Rafayel or Xavier. When the Forseer dies, his memory of his life will go with him while Rafayel keeps his and Xavier- Well he just hasn't died yet.

Dr. Zayne and Dawnbreaker Zayne might be aware of each other because they still posses the same gift that the Forseeer (allegedly) does, or it might just be because of their connection to the MC, or because of the rift in spacetime above Linkon. It might even be a combination of all three. Whatever it is, it's a lot less complicated to understand than whatever the hell Rafayel has going on and makes me wonder how exactly all of these various timelines fit into place.

When I get more familiar with the rest of the lore I will make a very pretty diagram on my white board complete with color coding because this story has me in a chokehold for no good reason.

Final Thoughts

While I was thinking about all this, an idle thought came to mind that maybe the three current ROs sort of represent the past (Rafayel), the present (Zayne), and the future (Xavier) even though all three arguably have some sort of past with the MC in their Myths cards. The mystery fourth RO would then represent an alternate reality in my deluded mind, maybe a split timeline created by MC's current actions???

I am doubtful that the events in Linkon city we are currently experiencing are meant to be MC's "origin point" (or whatever timeline she originally came from), but that just makes me wonder what the hell is. I want to know who or what caused the deepspace tunnel to appear. I said on another post that it probably has something to do with the destruction of Philos, and while I do sort of still think that I have no real reason to beyond a hunch.

#<3 asks #love and deepspace #lad #lad zayne #love and deepspace zayne

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hipsterfireshaman · 2 months

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y’all we need to fucking talk about how deep the lore for Love and Deep Space goes. I’m literally crying after reading all three of Zayne’s Anecdotes back to back.

Spoilers for those Anecdotes: A Pure White Heart, Never-Ending Winter, and Still in Dark

A Pure White Heart is the account of an intern who temporarily gets to work under Dr. Zayne.

This is for sure set in the timeline/lifetime/whatever that we (MC) play in; Zayne is a renowned and respected doctor, with a cold exterior that makes it hard for people to see the utmost care and dedication he has for everyone. The pedestal he’s placed on as a top surgeon as well as his demeanor isolates him from everyone around him, and it takes a while and genuine effort for people to understand him.

(never mind how sad I got when everyone in the operation room was talking about a type of strange dish, Zayne pipes up with a joke, and everyone just froze—silent and unsure if Zayne was scolding them or something. Poor guy. I’ve got chronic RBF so i felt way too seen by this anecdote)

Never-Ending Winter is also most definitely set in our timeline with the Zayne we know. This anecdote sheds way more light on the Mt. Eternal Incident in the Arctic we as the MC heard about on our trip there.

I’m unsure just how much time has passed since this Incident to where we were in the timeline of going there for our reasons, just that Never-Ending Winter took place before the start of our story in Love and Deep Space.

Y’all the writing for these anecdotes is batshit, and I say this before even getting to the third anecdote. The dark shit that happened on Mt. Eternal rivals that of mainstream analog horror and modern creepypasta.

It was tragic af too, and all it really does after answering some questions I didn’t know I had about Mt. Eternal and the Incident, is give me more questions about what Zayne is doing back there after all this time. The end cutscene after where the story leaves off in chapter 8 shows him doing something over the ice in the Arctic, no doubt being the unfinished business he had planned when we parted ways. Is he excavating William???? because OHHHH BOYYY. Zayne was the source of William’s corruption? Which leads into the third anecdote and what it tells us about Abominations.

The third Anecdote, Still in Dark, is n u t s. Similar to the Little Mermaid-esque timeline/“Myth”/AU/whatever that Raphael has going on, this doesn’t seem to be set within our current reality/timeline/whatever(it’s so hard to say, with constant overlapping with others and questions left unanswered). Linkon City seems to be a thing of the past, and the way of life for everyone has changed in to something a little more post-apocalyptic.

Zayne is a serial killer who is hunted by a detective!!!!! LET THAT SINK IN. WHAT THE HELL. On top of that, he’s not killing people in cold blood like what the detective initially believes, but hunting down people that are turning into Abominations, a sort of precursor to Wanderers that may or may not be the cause of frequent exposure to Protocores. (source: the mother of Georgie that reached out to Zayne in fear of her fate after watching her coworkers change for the worst. We have to learn in the hardest of ways that it might not just be due to exposure to Protocores— that it might be contagious. Poor Georgie.)

On top of everything else going on, higher ups seem to actually be aware of this situation!!! ITS A GOVERNMENT COVERUP. THIS IS WHAT I MEAN WHEN I SAY IT RIVALS THE WRITING OF ANALOG HORROR MASTERPIECES AND CREEPYPASTAS.

Again, Linkon City seems to be something of the past—this Zayne seems to be connected through it through space and time through his dreams of a separate reality or timeline with MC. If this is actually the same timeline, and instead just way later down the line with some reincarnation shenanigans or something, something bad happened to Linkon City. The Abomination outbreak is reminiscent of the Mt Eternal incident and what happened with Zayne and William. Zayne was the source of William’s infection. Just what the fuck happened up in that mountain??? Not to mention the fact that in our current place in the timeline, Zayne is back there, POSSIBLY excavating William. What if he’s the one setting off the apocalyptic events that make Linkon City a place of the past tense? Chillsssss.

It doesn’t even stop there with the web of connections; something happens with Zayne at 27. The MC in Zayne’s dreams notices something is off with him. She (we) can tell it’s not Our Zayne. Maybe I’m just thinking of the worst case scenario, but what if it parallel’s Georgie’s fate. What if Our Zayne is the dream of the monster—the abomination, and it wakes up on that special day. And This Zayne is reliving it through time and space because it’s all just one big circle.

Beyond the Anecdotes and the current story, the Jasmine Flower that has a little cameo in Still in Dark is incredibly significant. It’s seems to function as a countdown in Still in Dark. To what? Who knows. Zayne turning into an abomination leading to the death of MC? A Future Diary’s-esque countdown to Love and Death?

But it stems (ha) from Zayne’s Myth: Tower of Secrets. I’m not sure when this takes place in the big ol’ timeline or whatever, but it’s seemingly the most detached. I’m only about 59% through it, but the fact that it’s in a very different time/universe/reality is clear from early on. Zayne is literally a cursed wizard in a tower and it’s giving Magic-High Fantasy instead of the usual Science Fiction-Spacepunk the usual story is.

I could go on for hours. Sorry if this seems like the ramblings of a madwoman. This has been the most consumed by an otome game I’ve been since Mystic Messenger and its cathartic and All Coming Full Circle for me. I don’t have anyone else to talk to about these things so here I am, shouting into the void.

#pls talk to me #love and deep space #l&ds #l&ds zayne #love and deepspace #love and deepspace zayne #love and deep space zayne #lore dump #otome game #dating sim

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devildom-moss · 7 months

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Roses for you (4)

This had all started when you noticed a link between a book on the language of flowers you had borrowed from Satan’s room and the current lessons from your Seductive Speechcraft and Magical Potions classes.

In Seductive Speechcraft, you had just reached a section on the effectiveness of spells using non-verbal communication: enchanting glances, dance, and offerings. Meanwhile, in Magical Potions, the professor had been discussing the significance of using specific quantities when concocting potions; they had spent fifteen minutes just providing examples – including adding petals from two different flowers when using them for a love spell.

You couldn’t resist discussing the use of flower language – utilizing the type, color, and quantity of the flowers – to specify the magical intent of an offering as a form of seductive speechcraft. Asmo and Solomon listened intently. The same idea popped into both of their minds, and before you knew it, everyone was looking into color and number meanings, searching for the perfect combination to convey their feelings for you and try to put you under their spell. The only rule for their little competition to charm you? Only roses are allowed.

Will you be charmed by their attempts?

Four Roses - Satan

Word Count: +500

Nothing can do us apart

After a romantic stroll and a delightful stop at a cat café, Satan took your hand and led you up to your favorite overlook. You could see so much of the Devildom from up there, and the sight had an enchanting effect on you, making you feel simultaneously small and on top of the world. It didn’t matter how many times you came here, you rushed to the edge and stared out at the city every time.

“This night has been beautiful.” Satan took your hand again. His gaze followed yours as he stared out at the view of the Devildom night with you. The lights offered a cool glow to the city – a soft halo resting above the buildings.

“Yeah,” you agreed. “I’m glad the weather is clear tonight. The Devildom is gorgeous like this.”

You heard a soft chuckle from Satan’s direction. “That’s not quite what I meant. Tonight has been beautiful because I’ve spent it with you. . . Hey, MC, could you look at me for a second?”

You turned to meet Satan’s gaze. It seemed an impossible feat that his eyes could reflect the array of colorful lights – only absorbing the green into nothingness. Nothing could rival those emerald eyes, and it appeared that green light made no attempts to compare – too inferior to even be reflected. Satan cut your admiration short when he leaned in and left a chaste kiss on your lips. When he pulled back, he was holding a small rectangular – almost square – box.

“Where did this come from?” you questioned its sudden appearance.

“Magic.” Satan smiled. “Go on, open it.”

You took the box in your hands and carefully removed the lid to reveal four preserved roses: two lavender and two white, arranged in a checkerboard pattern.

The number of roses clicked in your head and made you smile. Satan was the romantic type who would declare that nothing could separate you through flowers. He was also the type to give you a bit more of a challenge. Lavender could mean enchantment and love at first sight – which given your past, the latter was not the case. The white wasn’t explicitly romantic, but it may be a symbol of loyalty and reverence. Furthermore, this was Satan, and you had a feeling he had chosen to gift you preserved roses to highlight the eternal and everlasting elements. All of this combined, especially the white roses, and made you think that his floral offering sounded an awful lot like –

“Oh,” you gasped, heat rising in your cheeks. This felt like a marriage proposal coming from him – in the same way that so many of his confessions did. You had captured his affection; now, Satan was devoted and enchanted, and he made it clear that his love was unwavering and unending.

“I mean it.” Satan acknowledged the recognition on your face and caressed your cheek with his thumb. “You have my heart forever.”

“I’m going to kiss you,” you warned him with a grin. Satan inched closer, but you stopped him by placing a finger over his lips, earning the smallest pout. “Not here. I’m going to take you back to my room and kiss you until you can’t think anymore, okay?”

Satan nipped at your fingertip, holding you softly between his teeth, and nodded. He was certain of the message he had sent. Nothing could unbind him from you; he wouldn’t let it happen.

#satan #gn!mc #obey me series #obey me #obey me satan #satan x reader #satan x mc #I feel like every time this man romances MC alone he's one step away from trying to propose. It's cute but babygirl chill #He's so romantic for such a violent angry man. I understand and love this.#Want to kiss him until he's stupid. He'd be so cute. And his mind deserves a little rest

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INFERNO

INFERNO | Halloween event

“Through me you go into a city of weeping; through me you go into eternal pain; through me you go amongst the lost people.” ― Dante Alighieri, La Divina Commedia, L’Inferno

SUMMARY: Hell seems so far away from us, but be careful, the most monstrous creatures lurk closer than you might think. And on Halloween, when anything is fair, they are not afraid to show themselves for what they are. The gates of the underworld are open, the damned souls are free.

PAIRINGS: various nct members x fem!oc/reader (as usual no name, no descriptions, written in third person)

GENRE: smut, halloween themed, monsters, (light) angst

WARNINGS: smut, monsterfucking, light dubcon (mostly because of the power imbalance that comes from monster x human relationship, minor corruption in some, or aphrodisiac fluids usage, but the mc is more than willing in all of them), some angst, blasphemy, slight yandere behaviours

A/N: the stories are NOT related to each other. Read each fic warning before proceeding and if you don’t like it just skip it. It’s fiction, monsters don’t exist, and these stories don’t represent nct in any way. I should be regular with the release dates, following the ones written here, but keep in mind that I’m also writing my thesis and not all of these are completed/started so they might be slightly delayed. If you want to be added to the taglist, comment under this post so I have all your usernames in one place. Enjoy!!

⸺ INTO THE WOODS

PAIRING: werewolf!johnny x werewolf!yangyang x werewolf!jeno x werewolf!jaehyun x werewolf!kun x fem!human!oc/reader

SUMMARY: ‘don’t go in the woods, past the first two rows of trees.’ It’s a simple rule, planted in every kid’s mind in the village since they are born. Nobody knows why, but nobody dares to question why. But pride leads to do dangerous things and what’s supposed to be a silly bet to prove something, gets you lost a bit too far into the scary forest. And those who seem to be polite strangers turn out to be something they’re not.

DATE: OCT 8

⸺ FALL FROM GRACE

PAIRING: seraphim!taeyong x succubus!oc/reader

SUMMARY: after consuming many human souls, there’s one thing you want to do. Corrupt an angel. But not any angel, God’s favorite angel.

DATE: OCT 14

⸺ SWEET LIES

PAIRING: ghost!jeno x fem!human!oc/reader

SUMMARY: you find out what’s the weird sensation that’s been torturing you for years, but just when you think things start to make sense, he confuses you even more. Are you really who he thinks you are?

DATE: OCT 16

⸺ ABANDONED

PAIRING: vampire!jaehyun x fem!human!oc/reader

SUMMARY: an abandoned castle, one quick walk upstairs and then you were going back to your friend. But the castle is not abandoned at all, and after many lonely years, somebody’s happy to finally have some company.

DATE: OCT 21 ON HOLD

⸺ DEEP WATERS

PAIRING: tentacle monster!haechan x fem!human!oc/reader

SUMMARY: all your life you heard stories about the monster that lives in the lake, but they never scared you. You were looking for him, hoping fate was going to lead you to him to prove yourself you’re not crazy for believing in his existence. And when it happens, he seems to be afraid of you.

DATE: OCT 23

⸺ SINFUL PERDITION

PAIRING: priest!kun x fem!human!oc/reader

SUMMARY: you get close to your town church again in the hope of finding your faith again, but the new priest seems to lead you closer to perdition than salvation. And when you get closer to him, you start to wonder if he really is who he seems to be.

DATE: OCT 28 ON HOLD

⸺ SWEET DECEPTION

PAIRING: pick the members here

SUMMARY: on Halloween, nothing is as it seems. You end up in a room with six guys thinking they have amazing costumes only to be struck by reality when it’s too late; those are not costumes at all. But remember, on October 31, nothing is as it seems.

DATE: OCT 31

#nct fanfiction #nct smut #nct 127 smut #nct dream smut #wayv smut #nct scenarios #hallowtober #johnny smut #taeyong smut #kun smut #jaehyun smut #jeno smut #haechan smut #yangyang smut #series: inferno

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Patreon Side Stories (March 2024) - Crown of Exile

Hello everyone! The side stories featuring RO perspectives are now ready to read for Patrons and feature events of early Chapter 9. If you're interested in learning more about the characters, consider supporting me on Patreon to get side stories featuring the perspectives of the ROs and the MC's family.

For more information about the side stories, check out the excerpts below!

An Unwanted Reunion is a Zikar side story available for Cyre Tier Patrons and up.

Excerpt: Zikar had decided he loathed the sea. The never-ending taste of salt, the swaying of the barge and knowing there was nowhere to escape from Nisaba’s constant wailing had left Zikar grateful for the sight of land. He dared not show any excitement at the thought of seeing his cousin again. After all, Baba was still grieving and Ama could only speak about her life in Ishari before the war. The docks came into view and Zikar let out a breath. He was sore and the familiar prickle in the back of his eyes told him that it was only a matter of time before his exhaustion was forgotten in favour of his sorrow, but for a moment, he allowed himself to imagine a life where he was not still mourning his mother. “Zikar, come and help. You will have time to explore the city later.” It was Ama. Zikar made a face before reluctantly joining the frail woman. She had lost weight since his mother had died and a pang of guilt twisted in his gut. Everyone was exhausted. His father was almost silent on most days, busying himself with Nisaba and Ama refused to allow herself to cry. Zikar’s inspection of his grandmother was interrupted as he was passed a crate with their meagre belongings. Ama had sold off the supplies that would not have lasted and the aunties from the street had promised to take care of the shop and house in Aspal. All that was left were a few sets of clothes, knitted blankets for Nisaba and some of his mother’s jewellery that his father could not part with.

A King's Decision is a Prince Irus side story available for Cyre Tier Patrons and up.

Excerpt: The unpleasant stab of guilt made Irus swallow a shuddering breath. He knew far too well what had to be done to secure his throne for seeking alliances was the only way he would ever defeat his uncle. His blue eyes shifted to the back of Ellie’s head. She was walking ahead of him, her voice low as she spoke in fervent whispers to Sir Oren. Vinia was under the threat of his uncle and the Blood Guard. It was a stark reminder of the precarious situation Irus found himself in, torn between throwing away his goals in favour of helping Ellie and ignoring the plight of Vinia because he knew that his duties demanded it of him. But the decision had already been made. It had been made when Irus sat in the small chamber, listening to Lord Redall and the High Priestess speak. He knew it when he saw your family outside in the courtyard. There was no escaping the Blood Guard or his uncle and the only way to defeat the threat of more bloodshed was through an alliance with the same people who nearly killed him at sea. A breath left Irus and he rubbed his face, suddenly tired and aching. He wanted nothing more than to find a cot where he could sleep for an eternity. Not for the first time, Irus cursed at his father for bestowing this fate upon him. Being named an heir had only taken him away from the life that once was easy. There had been no threats then, no bloodshed and certainly no writhing guilt.

The Pull of the Tides is an Anu side story. It is available to Vinia and Ishari Tier Patrons.

Excerpt: Anu knew that the war was soon upon her. She could taste in the air, the nervousness that cloyed at the priestesses and hushed the warriors. Returning to Urur was familiar and strange. She breathed in the familiar scents and listened to the voices she knew so well and yet, nothing could have prepared Anu for the unease that slowly began to form in her gut. She had never left Ishari before, not for the war and not out of curiosity. Everything and everyone she had ever loved was in Ishari. But as she gazed at the sea, her strides faltered and she found herself gripped with a sense of panic. She had seen much beyond the borders of Urur and despite her great dislike for Dena and the pomp of the nobles in the Southern Islands, Anu could not deny that venturing from home had been a welcome reprieve. “You have been quiet since your return.” Anu’s grey eyes lifted from the sea and she turned towards Sargon. The retired warrior watched her with an all too knowing look, sending a sliver of embarrassment through Anu. She shook her head, feeling the uneven strands of her hair curling against her shoulders. A frown tugged at her mouth. How long had it been since she cut her hair?

A Queen's Indecision is a Queen Elora side story available for Ishari Tier Patrons.

Excerpt: The saccharine honey in Elora’s tea could not hide the bitterness that lingered in the back of her throat. Her fingers tightened around the clay of her cup as she stared at the missive before her. Redall had brought back even more worrying news from her mother and Elora was beginning to think that leaving Vinia had been a grave mistake. A kingdom could not function without its queen. Without Elora, the courtiers and nobles had fallen into a bickering group. It would not take too long for half of them to be swayed to Virion’s cause and the other to abandon Elora in favour of protecting themselves. A frown pulled at the corners of her lips and she reached out to massage her temple. Leaving Ishari meant that she could not accompany Iri to the Nomad Tribes. It meant that she would have to find a way to eradicate the threat of the Blood Guard in Vinia without compromising the safety of her people. A sigh escaped Elora and she turned away from the elegant writing of her mother’s letter. “Have you decided then?”

The Promise of Love is a Sir Oren side story available for Ishari Tier Patrons.

Excerpt: Oren paced along the courtyard. His boots were heavy, causing the shift of sand beneath them to shift and hiss with each step he took. Above him, the stars mocked him, for they seemed perfect despite the tension in the air. Grunting, Oren rubbed his eyes and stared at the faint glimmer of the lanterns near the docks. Redall’s barge sat proudly and beside it was Her Majesty’s warship. Going into battle meant that there would be little time to prepare. The journey to Vinia would take at least a fortnight if the seas were agreeable and the winds allowed them a swift pace. For weeks since the Blood Guard arrived in the banquet, Oren had found himself training until his palms were rough with callouses and his shoulders trembled with fatigue. He could not let the Blood Guard destroy Vinia, not where his family lived and not where innocents could be harmed. The decision that Her Majesty had taken was the right one, but Oren could not deny the thought of leaving without you left a sour taste in the back of his mouth. He had his duties to his queen and you had chosen to follow His Highness. “You look worried, Oren,” Redall remarked as he joined the captain. “I do not think I have ever seen you this agitated before.”

Read the full stories by becoming a Patron. You will also get exclusive sneak peeks, weekly updates and more!

#crown of exile #side stories #zikar #princeirus #queenelora #siroren #anu #patreon only #bonus stories

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hello! I know you're requests are closed, but I had to ask - if you prefer "soft Ascended Astarion" do you just ignore the dialouges and interactions that are in the game? I like your writing but I just don't know how you work around that. don't feel obligated to answer since your requests are closed.

Hello! Thank you for the compliment!

As for writing “soft Ascended Astarion”, I don’t ignore the canon it’s just not…applicable to the things I write. Like in the game, it’s all about what path you choose. In most of the things I've written Astarion & Tav/MC are happy together and content as an eternal couple. So, his ‘evil side’ doesn’t apply.

You get the harsher comments when you make direct comments against him or try to leave (which yes is messed up) but my opinion is that Astarion is just saying them out of fear & feelings of rejection. He doesn’t want perhaps the only person he’s ever loved and cared for him to leave, or be alone, so he lashes out. Unfortunately, when Astarion strikes he aims to hurt. So he says terrible things (which again isn’t right) but deep down he doesn’t mean them. He’s hurt and now you have to be hurt too.

That’s just my opinion. Maybe one day I’ll write darker A!Astarion & Tav/MC, should the mood strike, but I much rather write ‘I’d burn this city down just to keep you warm’ feels right now.

#;hear ye hear ye! (admin post)#ascended astarion #ascended astarion x tav #astarion #bg3 astarion #baldur's gate #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 ascended astarion #astarion ancunin #[this has been my TED talk]#astarion x tav #baldurs gate #bg3 headcanons

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Choices Fandom Acts of Kindness - April 2024

Hello @moominofthevalley ! I am your secret pal for the @choicesfandomappreciation Acts of Kindness event. After driving relatives around to see the cherry blossoms last week, I thought this would be the perfect spring day for Trystan and Emily. But it's not all hearts and flowers; it comes with a bit of sarcasm, too. I truly hope you enjoy this, I always get nervous writing other characters, but I hope it fits! (This is some serious fluff! lol) Thanks so much for being such a kind and supportive member of the fandom—I'm so glad you're here! 🩷🩷

Spring's Eternal

Book: Crimes of Passion

Pairing: m!Trystan Thorne x f!MC (Emily Rose)

Rating: Teen

Words: 700

Emily attempted to hide the grimace on her face as she looked at her watch. It was 6:35, and she was more than ready to go home. Her aching feet would provide the perfect excuse, but that would require admitting Trystan was right about wearing more comfortable shoes, and she was not about to give him that.

"Trystan!" she hollered, but he had already taken off. Bolting ahead with the excitement of a child who had just spotted a candy display.

In some ways, he had. The city was coming to life after its long winter slumber. Flowers seemed to pop up everywhere, dotting the cityscape with vibrant bursts of yellow, purple, pink, and blue. New York was nature's canvas, and even the most jaded native had to admit... this artist had created a masterpiece.

Its crown jewels were the cherry blossoms in Central Park, and that's where Emily thought they were heading when they headed out at the crack of dawn. But, no. Trystan insisted on starting on the Lower West Side and meandering the length of Manhattan Island until they reached the crowning glory.

Emily walked as fast as her sore legs could take her; her enthusiasm for the beautiful blossoms had diminished somewhere around Rockefeller Center, but not Trystan. Trystan spun around, camera hung around his neck, taking shot after shot after shot. She couldn't help but roll her eyes as she approached him; the goofy grin on his face was priceless. No matter how much she wanted to go home, she wasn't about to deny him this, but that didn't mean she wouldn't tease him.

"Trystan Thorne," she huffed upon approach. "Do you understand that we live here? You're not a tourist; you don't have to take a million pictures to ensure you remember this all."

"Ah, but I do," he grinned. "We live in New York all year round, but these delightful pink treasures are here for a very short time, and I want to remember them."

Emily chuckled in spite of herself. She had to admit that Trystan's zeal and enthusiasm were softening this tough detective's edges, even if she didn't fully understand why.

"I don't get it. You've lived in New York for how many years? Yet you're acting like you're seeing spring in the city for the very first time."

"I am," he said, looping his arm around her shoulder and pulling her near. "After all, it's the first time I'm seeing it with you, and that makes everything immeasurably more beautiful than it was before."

Emily wrapped her arms around his waist, nuzzling her face against his body as she held him close. The moment was precious, and she craved the closeness, but there was more: she didn't want him to see the full effect of his words.

"Trystan, you need to stop this. I have a reputation to uphold, and you're doing all you can to erase it. I won't have it."

"Don't worry," he laughed, stopping to place a kiss upon her head. "You're reputation will still be firmly intact, and I'll defend it to the fullest. People will believe it too because the softer side of Emily Rose... that's something reserved for those closest to you, and this year, I'm so happy that includes me."

He let out a breath as her hand smacked his chest. "Stop it! Stop it, stop it, stop it! You're going to give me diabetes with all this sweetness."

"Fine," he smiled. "I'll dial it back. Besides, I know you're tired. Would you like to head back home?"

"I did," she said, watching the blue sky melt into a palette of purple and pink. Once more, nature put on a show for free. The air was beginning to take on a bit of a chill, but Trystans's embrace kept her warm. The truth was, she wished the moment could linger forever. "I did. But now... I don't want this to end. You're right; spring is entirely too short, and we should enjoy it."

"It is, but it's going to be a little longer this year."

"It is?"

"Sure is, spring's eternal now. I have it whenever I'm with you."

~~~~~

(I imagine about a week later, on a cold, rainy day, Trystan gave Emily the collage he created (above). She hung it on the wall in her bedroom, and though the skies were grey outside, spring was eternal... it lived in their hearts.)

#crimes of passion #trystan thorne #trystan thorne x f!mc #trystan x emily #moominofthevalley #choices fandom appreciation #spring kindness week

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Timeline from Xavier's Perspective Part 2

EDIT: Updated with some new information and some adjustments.

(Includes spoilers for basically everything, including all myths.)

This is an update of my earlier post. See Part 1 here.

Timeline from Xavier's perspective (Part 2/Earth):

Timejump.

?1248 (“It’s been 800 years!”)? Sometime in a past life, Rafayel and MC were lovers. (Is this when MC was trapped on the Island of Songs in a hut by herself, doomed to someday drown and Rafayel comes, gives her his heart and saves her?) Then she is cursed and turned into a Sea Witch in the Abyssal Rift. She has no memory of Rafayel or being human. Rafayel exchanges his scale, eternal blood, and a shell with his voice in order to turn MC human and restore her memories. Then he turns to sea foam. (Fragrant Dream.) (This could all be an actual dream or allusion that never happen or hasn't happened yet. However, this could be when Rafayel gifted MC one of his scales and formed the bond between them.)

2018 Xavier checks out a book in the library that MC will check out 30 years later. (An

1834 AD Xavier, Jeremiah, Isaiah, Noah (Likely actually Jeremiah, due to translation error), and others stranded on Earth. (This timing comes from a promotional video where Xavier says he has been on Earth for 214 years.) (Part of a team called the Backtrackers. Were on a Backtrack mission when something went wrong in the Deepspace tunnel.)

Appointment)

2021 Zayne born Sept 5th.

2024 (...probably) Rafayel born March 6th

2025 The year Xavier claims he was born, on Oct 16th.

2026-2027 MC born. (This age comes from chapter 5.1. The letter she gets from Grandma says she was 7-8 when they started experimenting on her, and she was adopted by Grandma after the Chronorift Catastrophe in 2034.)

Child Rafayel likes escaping to explore the ocean. On one or more of these excursions, he sees a lantern festival and puts out their lanterns. (Ocean At Night)

2032 Xavier joins Arthur's police team. (Anecdote 2)

2033 That winter, Noah (Likely actually Jeremiah, due to translation error) contacts Xavier for information to make a new identity. Noah mentions wanting to be an ordinary person in this timeline and that he fell in love. Xavier fakes his death as a police officer and encounters a lost little girl with a bunny plushie. Fights Isaiah in Linkon city in a fight that makes the whole city go dark. He disguises this by making it look like there is a meteor shower. (Anecdote 2)

2034 Deepspace tunnel appears and Chronorift Catastrophe (timespace anomaly in Linkon city). MC is 7-8, taken in by Grandma. Caleb is also adopted by Grandma. 12 year old Zayne loses control of his Evol at the end of summer and has a nightmare about the Grim Reaper for the first time. Rafayel would be 10 at this time. Xavier appears as Lumiere for the first time, kills the first Wanderer in the Chronorift Catastrophe and saves MC. On December 31st, Lemurian ruins are discovered, after a tsunami southeast of Linkon city, when a rift opens up and reveals it. Her grandma participates in experiments to fuse a human heart and a protocore. At some point, MC's heart is fused with an Aether core. Onichynus and Dr. Noah are both somehow linked to these experiments. Her first heart doctor is Dr. Noah.

At some point in MC and Rafayel's childhood, Rafayel visits the surface world but gets trapped on the beach on his return trip (on Ebb Day?) (Perhaps during her field trip to Hat Island?) She saves him and they make a pinkie promise. Rafayel says if she doesn't return, he will chase her to the ends of the earth. (Nightly Stroll)

Child Rafayel is given a Whale Call as a means of protection, in case something happens on one of his escapes from Lemuria. However, he never uses it, because he never escapes again after this, and sometime later he buries it in the Lemurian city. (Whalefall Lament)

Child Rafayel is tricked and his people slaughtered. Some survivors go into hiding living on land among humans, including his Aunt Talia and K. (Anecdote 3)

Sometime before 2038, MC goes on a field trip to Hat Island (possibly when she meets Rafayel?).

2035 Zayne (age 14) begins medical school at Skywalk University, spends 6 years in med school program. (It normally takes 8.) (From his biography on the hospital wall.)

2043 Zayne (age 22) graduates from medical school. Goes on a mission to the Arctic where he is forced to mercy kill his mission leader who is being consumed by some sort of ice (Anecdote 2). Begins work at Linkon Central Hospital. (From his biography on the hospital wall.)

Rafayel's Anecdote 3 immediately precedes Anecdote 2 (See 2044-2047). Rafayel is singing in the opera and seeking revenge overseas in Verona under the name Mo. He is being investigated by a private detective named Louis. He is not painting at this time. His Aunt Talia is also in Verona. He attends a Seamoon Ceremony for a fellow Lemurian survivor, K. Lemurians are hiding amongst humanity, but being hunted, tortured, harvested for their scales and blood and killed. Rafayel then moves to Linkon city and resumes painting again. He has a photo of MC in his pocket. (Anecdote 3).

Sometime between 2043-2045 MC (17-18) begins attending University of Linkon. (School year usually begins in September.)

2043-2047 Rafayel's Anecdote 2 takes place sometime in this timeframe while MC is at University of Lincoln. That summer, his painting Illusion projects him into the spotlight as a popular artist. In late summer, he becomes a lecturer at University of Linkon. He receives information on her from someone at the Nest. He believes there are “predators'' surrounding her, some of whom may be trying to use her to trap him, so he is wary about approaching her. He burns the photos and information the man who investigated her collects about her. He describes his feelings toward her as painful and addictive, thinking he is ready to spend the rest of his days with her, but also wants to settle the score between them. (Anecdote 2). Thomas becomes Rafayel’s agent. (Anecdote 1).

2045 Xavier meets Arthur at his tombstone. (Anecdote 2)

2046 Zayne makes a groundbreaking discovery about the effects of the Evol gene on heart development. (From the AKSO hospital article about him). He receives the Starcatcher and Linde Awards. (From his biography on the hospital wall.)

2047-2048 MC graduates. (School year usually ends June-July)

2048 Pregame: Zayne becomes chief surgeon. Zayne becomes MC's doctor 6 months before the story begins (in July of 2048, making 6 months prior the month of January) (Dr. Dean/Noah was her doctor before him). Also 6 months before the story begins, Raymond begins exhibiting symptoms of mental confusion and other abnormal behavior. At the start of the year, (per Main Story chpt 2.6) Rafayel returns to the country from overseas. He is known for spending six months painting in his studio, then traveling the world for inspiration/materials for the other 6 months. The month before the main story, Rafayel's art broke the record for the highest selling art at Lizio Auctions. Raymond buys a painting from Rafayel's gallery.

2048 Story begins Wednesday, July 1st (most likely), with MC being initiated as a Hunter in the Hunter's Association. MC is about 21-22, and her Evol has to do with Resonance, Anhaunsen Class. Rafayel is 24, Fire Evol. Zayne is 27, Ice Evol. Xavier claims to be 23, Light Evol. Traceback II is approaching the event horizon and entering the black hole.

See Love and Deepspace: the Story So Far Part 1.

Sometime in the future, after the destruction of Linkon but before the destruction of Earth, Grim Reaper Zayne lives, killing humans turned Wanderer and dreaming of a life as a doctor with the woman he loves. (Anecdote 3)

Part 1 and 2 in this timeline continue in a loop perpetually?

#love and deepspace #rafayel love and deepspace #xavier love and deepspace #zayne love and deepspace #love and deepspace xavier #love and deepspace zayne #love and deepspace rafayel #xavier #zayne #rafayel

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Dungeons and Devils: Evil MC

MC is kicking everyones ass but the boys are keeping the game going because they are completely invested in the storyline MC has started -

Solomon: MC has reached the crown city but is closely pursued by the party. The kings guard is told of their arrival, and the king goes into hiding.

Mammon: I'm rolling for stealth *rolls low* Shit.

MC: Perception check *rolls a little higher than him*

MC: The king is deified... you mortals tell tales of him. *they meet Mammons eyes* Do any of you know the truth? He was mortal once.

However, his... contempt for mortality drove him to my temple to demand that I make him immortal, but when I refused... when I told him that to abandon mortality was to abandon all life... he became angry.

For my refusal, I received agony.

He sent his people there in droves, knowing it was against my nature to harm them, to take what was mine. My body. For to eat of a gods flesh is to become one with the heavens.

There was only one possible outcome. My eternal damnation. To burn with hatred for eternity in that hole you pulled me from.

When I reawakened in my prison and I understood the weakness of my new flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of my original body. I aspired to the purity of the divine.

One day, this crude world will wither, and you will beg your gods to save you... but they will not answer. Even in death, they only serve themselves.

#obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me mc #obey me imagines #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me satan #obey me belphegor #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me solomon #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos

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occasionalsnippets · 1 year

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you’ll live forever tonight (Original)

Pairing: Vampire X Reader

A/n: One shot can also be read on AO3 and Quotev

Summary: The blood of the covenant will tie you together. For eternity.

Warnings: minor yandere-ness, implied stalking and also some weird behaviour, mc is like super out of it so they don’t question it, blood and some gore ig

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This wasn’t how you thought you’d go out.

You had imagined something kinder perhaps, laying on your deathbed, a terminal illness eating away at your life while your loved ones whispered sweet words to you. Or maybe a freak car accident, fast and you would be gone in an instant. You had even mused about ending it all on your own before but found that you’d be unable to do so, hand shaking far too much to really go through with it.

But against the dark backdrop of alleyway filth, blood spilling out of your gut and the stars glimmering far above, you were going to die. You were truly, without a whisper of doubt, going to die.

It wasn’t the comfort you thought it would be.

The sickly sensation of blood pooling below you and soaking into your clothes was a reminder of what got you into this situation. You shouldn’t have gone out. It could have waited until tomorrow but you had always been impatient and unwilling to stop and listen. And so, you had rushed out, bumped into someone you shouldn’t have, got a knife to the torso, sinking into your skin and carving out an entire section of your-

It wasn’t your fault. You didn’t know. There was nothing you could’ve done. You were only human, after all.

But that didn’t change the fact that you were steadily creeping closer to death anyway. It would have been nice, to have said goodbye to those you loved without the screaming, begging, and desperation before you ran off into the night. If you could go back, if you lived, you would apologize. You’d get down on your knees and really tell them you loved them and that you were sorry.

It was impossible now to say all the words you wanted to. You doubted you would even be able to move to another piece of cold pavement without throwing up or losing all your internal organs. Gods, you might just cough up everything in your body anyways. Whatever was left of dinner was gone already when you stumbled into the alleyway either way. The world was still spinning, up, down, left, right, directions didn’t matter but that may have been the blood loss talking.

Choking back another mouthful of blood, you blinked back tears. They burned as they trailed down the side of your face. When you had just gotten mauled, everything was scalding hot from the tips of your fingers to the gaping hole in your gut but now-

You were cold but also burning up. Somehow. A sort of listless imitation of a fever, killing you from the inside out and outside in. This was how you were going to die. Alone in an alleyway with nothing but the cold to comfort you. It was pathetic. But maybe you deserved it for being foolish and young.

If, and only if, anyone found your body in the morning, you’d imagine that they’d only sigh and add your name to the morning news.

“A shame,” they’d say with a shake of their head. “So young to have died here. Shouldn’t have gone out so late.”

No one in this city ever took pity on the young. Everyone was just meat in the end. Meat and flesh and bones. You had become someone more of a scratch toy than meat though that didn’t matter when the end result was the same in the city that never slept, eternal life and undeath weaved into its tapestry. You were only human. You could only hope that when you died, you’d stay that way.

At least the stars were still shining, bright in the night sky while you were dying. Even though you were unable to make out any particular constellations because of the tears blurring everything in view, the scenery was better than dying in broad daylight.

(Only if you discounted the fact that you were still in the damn alleyway-)

You coughed again, globs of blood getting stuck in your throat. You choked and heaved and wheezed because your body was still alive, still needing you to breathe. In a disjointed, hysterical way, you were well aware that you should have died of blood loss ages ago but similar reports had occurred in the past. The city was soaked in magic, haunted by ghostly apparitions and creatures of the night. It extended its courtesy to the few humans living within its borders as well.

Still, it would have been kinder if you had died earlier instead of laying here with a hole still in your torso. In many ways, the magic was both a blessing and a curse. You thought it would’ve been better if there wasn’t any magic at all to interfere with your life but that would be lying to yourself and all the reasons why you had moved here in the first place. Nobody ever came to this city without following the allure of magic. It and the supernatural.

You shivered as a cool night breeze drifted into the alley. Midnight was approaching and you were going to die alone.

Then, a faint tap, tap, tap, of footsteps, rushed and fast approaching. It stopped. You shivered as a voice crooned, soft and full of heartache, “There you are, darling.”

(Maybe you wouldn’t die alone after all.)

It was impossible for you to lift your head to see who had spoken those words. You breathed slowly, dazed as a face appeared above you, blocking out the sky. You blinked and waited for your eyes to clear. When they did, you almost laughed. You would’ve if you could. Either this vampire would kill you or blood loss would.

He was pretty in the way many supernatural beings were, unnaturally perfect in the way his hair sits, in the way magic clings to his clothes. The glowing red eyes were a dead giveaway to his vampire heritage and even without it, the fangs barely visible from his parted lips was evidence enough. He kneeled, uncaring of the dirt and grime. His clothes were expensive, probably costed more than anything you could ever buy. If you were to place your bets, you’d place him as old money.

An earring, gold and intricate, curled around an ear behind which his dark hair was tucked. It caught your eye, the symbol etched onto the base familiar, the reason why escaping you for the time begin.

You thought you may have seen him before. Distant passing glances in the foyer of your apartment, brief waves when passing by on the street, not a single word said. It happened often enough that you were familiar with the way his schedule aligned with yours. You had known he was something not human but never cared enough to ask about it. It hadn’t mattered. Not until now. Not until you were bleeding out in an alleyway, your blood coating the pavement, and he was the vampire who had found you.

“Don’t think…” you croaked, “I’ve got enough blood… to be a meal…”

There was an odd look on his face. You were more amazed you even had the energy to speak. He said something. It sounded distant like you were underwater, unable to focus on the words. You blinked and his hand was reaching towards you, lifting your head and torso. He settled your body against him, your back leaning against his chest, practically half on his lap.

It was an odd position when you were over halfway to death’s door but you were too weak to put up any fight. Any fight you had died when you had gotten stabbed anyways.

“Darling, who did this to you?” the vampire whispered.

That didn’t feel like the concern he should be having right now when all the blood from your torso was soaking into his clothes. Then again, you wouldn’t know with vampires drinking blood and all that. You hummed uncertainly. A hand carded through your hair and you sighed. This wasn’t such a bad way to go, was it?

“Accident, I scared ‘em,” you admitted. It was meant to be a shortcut through here, neither you nor they had anticipated someone else. They must’ve already been jumpy when with a flash of silver and a stab, they ran away. It wasn’t their fault. It wasn’t yours either.

“You’re far too kind to someone who stabbed you.”

“Accident,” you repeated, “doesn’t matter.”

You were going to die anyways. The hand in your hair stilled. Strands of the vampire’s hair brushed by your neck. You were cold.

“Don’t say that,” he murmured. “There are many who would be sad to hear it.”

You blinked slowly. “What’s it matter to you?”

He didn’t answer. Your eyes fluttered shut, the repetitive motion of his hands in your hair soothing you. Even if he drank your blood, you were already losing so much, a little more didn’t matter, did it? You coughed again, blood dribbling past your lips. The vampire gently wiped the edge of your mouth clean and pressed a kiss on the back of your head. You didn’t know what he wanted.

“I’m going to die,” you told him quietly like you were afraid of admitting it out loud. You didn’t know what you wanted. Were you hoping for him to put you out of your misery sooner? Were you hoping for someone to save you? It was silent save for your fragile breaths. You were tired. Life had been drained out of you already, surely that meant everything was over already.

Then, breathily, the vampire asked, “Do you want to live? Will you live and be mine?”

“Be…?” You didn’t understand what he was asking. Didn’t understand how you could ‘be his’. It sounded like a proposition for… something. You wouldn’t get it with how clandestine vampires could be with their culture. He buried his face against the crook of your neck. His breath was warm against the freezing wind. Your head ached and you whimpered as the vampire’s arms tightened around you.

He lifted a hand and turned your face till your eyes met his. Deep, brilliant sangria red, bright enough to be seen through the darkness.

“Let me turn you,” he said–begged. “Please.”

In any other scenario, you may have thought twice, questioned why this vampire would be so desperate to have you. But, you were dying, your life was slipping away by the second. You wanted to live. You wanted to live so, so, badly.

“Your name…” you mumbled. “Give me your name.”

“Ezra, my name is Ezra.”

The name fell from your lips. Sweet, like cherry wine. You coughed up blood again.

“Okay,” you exhaled shakily.” Okay, yeah. You can turn me.”

It sounded as though he stopped breathing the moment you said those words. Ezra’s eyes glimmered. He let go of your face and gently pulled aside your jacket until your neck was visible. He mumbled something indistinguishable and pressed a kiss on your neck. You could barely feel the faint indents of fangs and his warm breath as he did that.

“Thank you,” he mouthed against your skin. “It’ll save you, I promise.”

Then, he bit down.

Immediately, warmth. Your breath hitched as it spread through your body, as though the cold had only been a distant dream. The faint pricking of Ezra’s fangs was nothing in comparison to the earlier pain. A hand found its way back into your hair, gently stroking it. You sank deeper into Ezra’s embrace.

It was like falling into clouds. Soft. Hazy. The syrupy sweet sensation made it difficult to focus on much of anything. You wondered if regular vampire victims felt this way too, wondered if that was why people never protested after being bit. It was as though nothing had gone wrong at all like you were home and safe.

Something warm trailed down your face. Ezra unlatched from your neck and cooed sadly. He gently wiped the tears from your cheeks as you hiccuped. Oh. You were crying.

“I know, I know,” he said softly. “It’ll all be okay.”

He pressed his wrist against your mouth.

“Drink.”

Your lips parted. The previously harsh taste of iron of your own blood faded, overwhelmed by the sweet sweet blood flooding your mouth. On instinct, you dug your teeth in, wanting more. You gulped down the blood by the mouthful as Ezra merely hummed contently. Eventually, you let go. Having ate your fill, been fed and fed on, you were tired.

“You can sleep now, darling,” he murmured.

And so, you closed your eyes and let yourself be bound to the eternal night.

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One Shot Notes | you'll live forever tonight

Title | The title is from “Introduction to the Snow” by Miracle Musical

Planning Process | Before writing, I had two notes which were, as written: [Vampire turning!! Um. vampire bite person, drinks blood, and then makes person drink their blood??] and [Mc is dying in an alleyway and a vampire is like ‘yo you wanna be a vampire’, mc is like ‘... k’ and boom].

About the characters | A couple things are definitely… implied about Ezra’s relation to MC. MC has a very skewed view given that they are bleeding out in an alleyway and isn’t exactly great at thinking things through in that state so they don’t exactly notice his weirdness. It’s purposefully left vague as to why MC was out so late and what’s going on in the City but that might be expanded on another time. There are other characters in this verse but we’ll see how it goes.

#my writing #writing #original characters #x reader #reader #reader insert #written in second person #tw yandere #yandere x reader #imagine #imagines #vampire x reader #vampire #pls pls enjoy it's like 2000 words and the first 800 is just mc being miserable while dying

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reinekes-fox · 28 days

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So I had two ideas bouncing in my head for a while and I had to finally write them.

@barbwritesstuff

I love your take on vampires, they are so different from mine!

Hope you dont mind fanfic(?)!

TW: mentions of death and blood (related to Doctor MC), mentions of gambling (related to Gambling MC)

One: Nathan with Gambler MC (this was so so close to being pure drama)

Nathan was a good hunter. Calm, patient, collected… there were probably other words too but he couldn’t be bothered with it right now. He had a job to do after all. Stake out the new Lord Blackwell… see who this newly appointed vampire Lord was, what kind of monster did the Night King appoint now?

It had come as a surprise as he managed to track down you, the new Blackwell. He still remembered the old Lord, bastard that he was, at least it gave him a few really powerful allies… Werewolves, surely, they would prove useful especially if their presence alone was enough to stir the bats in this city. It made it so much easier with their attention on the beasts of the moon.

But this? A gambling den, emphasis on the den? Small, dark, the smell of cigarettes wouldn’t even leave this place if it would have been abandoned… It had been easy to spot the vampire, the new Lord Blackwell. Perfect Poker face, perfect for gambling. But the glint in your eyes… he had seen it. On vampires that finally felt something strong enough. For others it was blood. For you it seemed the smooth surface of dice and feeling of cards under your fingers was the trick.

And now here you were again, still looking the same way as you did all those years ago, ethereal eternal youth. Okay, you are missing a finger, and still haven’t managed to bug the most powerful vampire this town has to offer but otherwise? Face unchanged, the same glint in your eyes, standing close enough he can smell your blood and feel the unnatural coldness of your body. But now you are looking at him, his lips still feel yours even though you already pulled away.

And he can’t help but feel like he just pulled a Royal Flush.

Two: Minjo with Doctor MC (this got a bit emotional given my work)

The knock on your door rouses you from your thoughts. Not from slumber, it is too early in the evening for that. Normally you wouldn’t be home yet, but everyone agreed you better left the hospital. What had happened… you rub your hands together, you can still feel the blood and for a second you had hated it. Hated that fact that what was coating them was what kept you alive. That you desired it.

Your eyes stare until they focus on the door. Ah, right, someone knocked. Slowly you stand up, moving through the flat. It has changed, only a little bit. There is food in the fridge, some real fruit, a bottle of wine… a jacket Minjo once forget, it smells weird. It is like your flat has been dead, just like yourself, and Minjo is bringing it back to life.

And there she is, hair damp from the rain and a small smile on her lips. It falls when she looks at you, your state evident even with your natural coldness. Another thing you want to grieve, but can’t. You can not cry but oh how you wish you could! You so desperately want to weep for what you have lost, what you have become.

“Hey.”, she whispers, stepping in and pulling you in a gentle hug, her body so warm against yours. Minutes pass and she holds you, carefully as if you could break and the thought is almost enough to make you laugh. You are too strong to break!

“Work?”, she finally says, her voice calm and slowly manoeuvres you to the couch, making you sit down and holding your hands between hers, not letting go of you. You do not know how long it takes until you nod.

“It is hard.”, she sighs and tears shimmer in her eyes, slowly growing until they spill over her face.

“Oh, now I am crying.”, she tries to chuckle and wipes them away, “I am sorry! I just… I know how it is! Not from a doctor’s perspective, I don’t even know which specialisation you are, but… I know enough.” You can not cry. But maybe she can do it for you. If you one day dare and trust enough to share your secret.

#thicker than if #thicker than writing #writing

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pianocat939 · 1 year

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It's me again, I saw your "Yan Turtles Fighting For Y/N's Hand In Marriage" and got a blurb for you!!

A few years have past(I'm not an animal) and the magical day has finally arrived! Everything's just perfect; the venue, the suits, everything! [Insert Turtle] is standing at the alter, anxiously awaiting his soon-to-be spouse.

The music begins, the Wedding March playing in C minor, [Insert Turtle] fantasising about his and Y/N's future life together. But wait, Y/N is nowhere to be seen! [Insert Turtle] momentarily stops the wedding in search of Y/N, but wait–

Y/N's gone! Nowhere in sight! They ran away?! How is this possible(that's for you to decide)?!?

Wedding March in C minor…A true Yan wedding because the original is in C major (It probably was a mishap but still).

Tw: kidnapping, violence, light gore, horrible rage, implied anxiety (Raph)

(Let's say MC gets kidnapped by some bad guy idk-)

Rationalized Orphanage Children:

You already know he's freaking out, like bad. He's been waiting for years for this day, and now he discovers you're gone? Instant panic. Within moments he's frantically searching for you, whether it's with help from his brothers or literally rampaging through the city. Once he's located your whereabouts he's heading for the villain and pulverizing them, his suit now covered in blood and tattered from all the physical movement. He'll hug you tightly, a tear or two escaping from his eye.

"So glad I found you...I was so worried that our special day would be ruined!"

Le Czech is Turned into Polski:

Rage. Unfiltered rage. He's going to find the villain, tear them limb by limb, and then proceed to kill everything they have. Today was supposed to be your precious wedding day, the day he's been excited for since he was young. The audacity this vermin has to touch his darling spouse! He'll kiss you and pick you up bridal style, opening a portal back to the wedding venue. Churring that he can finally put the ring on your finger he's been eager for.

"My spouse. I love saying that you know? Knowing we're both tied to each other forever."

Dog Is Bald Now:

Donnie planned your wedding down to the tiniest detail. The colours, the outfits, everything. So having you kidnapped, away from him annoyed him to no end. He's mercilessly slaughtering whoever took you away, upset about the interruption. Once he knows they're gone, he's rushing to you, checking for any injuries. The poor love of his life, stolen away, unsure if they'll ever see him again. You must've been so distressed! Don't worry he's saved you now!

"Darling! I've got you now. Away we shall go to our wedding, or in other words eternal bonding!"

Mat of the Weedies:

He's gonna be oddly calm, to be honest with you. Sure, he's worried about you and your safety, but his rage is kept inside until he's face-to-face with the villain. Once he is, he'll unleash violence. He'll burn them to death, turning them into a crispy piece of chicken. After he's finished he'll hug you so tight your lungs might burst. He's gonna cry a lot. Blabbering about how scared you must've been, how no one should treat his divinity like this. You'll have to remind him about the wedding because he's so focused on you, and nothing else.

"You must've cried and and- Huh? Wedding? Oh right! It's the day I get to finally prove to you I'm your number one devotee~!"

#yandere #yandere x reader #rottmnt #tmnt #yandere rottmnt #yandere tmnt #rottmnt x reader #tmnt x reader #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rise tmnt #tmnt 2018 #blurbs

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lattefanficcafe · 2 years

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Twisted Wonderland Heartslabyul With Yae Miko Like MC

Minor spoilers for book 1!

Minor spoilers for book 5!

“The shape of your soul is… unknown to me.”

“…Huh. Well… This is disappointing. Can I go home now?”

It turns out that you can’t.

Since you are not fit for any dorm you became a Ramshackle student.

You are not happy with your dorm but what can you do?

Ghost at Ramshackle are absolutely terrified of you.

They barely managed to convince you to not exorcise them.

Riddle Roseherats

Hmm…

A dessert lover tyrant…

Now this reminds you a certain friend of yours.

Before you met Riddle you heard lots of things about him.

You heard how strict leader he is, how he punishes the ones who broke his rules, how scary he can get when he is angry…and how he loves eating desserts.

“Hmm…I must say…He sounds rather interesting. And the collar on your neck is his unique magic which strips your magic away from you? I would like to pay him a little visit. But first… I better know more about those rules of his. So?… What are the rules I should obey? Ace Trappola.”

“I…I don’t remember all of them! There are more than 800 rules!”

“You are a Heartslabyul student and yet you don’t know the rules of your dorm? Now I can relate to Riddle. If I were the dorm leader I would punish you too… Honestly…You are lucky to have a leader like him. If you were in Inazuma and broke the almighty Shogun’s rules. It wouldn’t be just off with your head. Not even ashes of yours would remain. Tell me Ace. Where can I find dorm leader Rosehearts? Might as well just ask the rules to him if I can’t learn anything from the residents.”

Riddle was surprised when he saw you at Heartslabyul’s garden. He was having a cup of tea when you approached to him.

“Greetings dorm leader Rosehearts. I am sorry if I am interrupting your tea time. I would like to talk to you a little. Do you have any time to spear?”

“You are…the prefect everyone is talking about am I correct?”

“My my…I didn’t know I was that popular. I heard few things about you too dorm leader Rosehearts. I am quite interested about the rules of yours and I would like to ask you about it. I tried to learn something from residents but unfortunately they don’t know much… Maybe you could enlighten me a little.”

“Oh…You want to learn about the Queen of Hearts’s rules? Very well. What kind of tea would you like?”

“Green tea please.”

“Alright then.”

During the tea party Riddle talked about the Queen of Hearts.

“That Queen of Hearts seems like an interesting ruler. Now would you look at that…I know an interesting queen too. She is the ruler of my homeland Inazuma and she is also the electro god.”

“A god and a queen?!”

“Yes. She is also a good friend of mine. Would you like me to tell more about her and her rules?”

“You are a friend of a god?! I assume that you are not an ordinary person then.”

“Of course I am not. I am not a human to begin with. But enough talk about me. We are talking about queens here.”

“Of course. I would like to hear more about the queen of Inazuma.”

“Then allow me to enlighten you.”

You told him Raiden Shogun’s ideals and rules.

“I see… So she truly cherishes eternity.”

“Well of course she does. She is the queen of Inazuma, the city of eternity, after all. You know what? You remind me a lot of her. And I think it’s adorable.”

“…Thank you for the compliment.”

“She loves sweets just like you. And the way you punish people is also similar to her. You are taking their magic away with a magical collar right? I must say… It should be quite humiliating for the student. Well… When the vision hunt decree was active she took peoples vision away. Visions are magical orbs that can grant you elemental magic.”

“So the purple hairpin you are wearing is… your vision?”

“You are quick to catch on. That’s right. I have an electro vision so that means I can manipulate electro element. Anyway… Like I said you are quite similar to Almighty Shogun. The differences I could find would be… Height difference?”

“…Excuse me?…”

And that’s how you met with Riddle Rosehearts , the poor boy who is tired of your teasings, for the first time.

This poor boy… is constantly being a victim of your teasings just like the rest of the NRC.

He wants to collar you so bad but he can’t. Why? There are many reasons:

1) You never break his rules. You are not a troublemaker unlike ADeuce duo.

2) Collaring you wouldn’t stop your teasings but only would make it worse.

3) To be honest…Even as the dorm leader of Heartslabyul he is kinda scared of you. I mean you are a friend of a god!

Yeah… So he has to bear with it.

May the electro archon give him enough patience…

Although he may find your teasing annoying your magic skills never fails to amuse him.

It took him some time to realize that you were a kitsune.

Does he want to see your real form? Yeah. But did he dare to ask you that? No. He knows better than that come on now.

Trey Clover

You are quite amused by his unique magic of his.

You also liked his sweets.

“This strawberry tart is very delicious indeed. If I could I would take you with me when I return to Inazuma. A certain friend of mine would love your desserts.”

“Well… I am glad that you like it.”

Trey 🤝 you

Being a friend of a tyrant

He is trying his best to keep Riddle away from your teasings. But of course he fails to do so. And he ends up getting teased by you.

He honestly knew that you weren’t a human but a kitsune from the beginning.

Does he want to see your real form? He… thinks there is no need for that. I mean it’s okay if you don’t want to show him. It’s also okay if you want to show him. Your choice.

He heard about Raiden Shogun from Riddle. The fact that you have a god as a friend proves that you are not an ordinary person.

You like to have a little chats with Trey.

“I have to say… Your dorm leader’s ideals are nearly similar to Raiden Shogun’s ideals.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. But…there may be a few flaws about those ideals. I am sure you understand very well what I mean.”

“Of course. I considered talking to him about it but-“

“Now that would be just useless.”

“Surely you don’t think his strong ambition can be changed just by your words right? It doesn’t matter how close you two are. He need to realize this on his own. That would be the most effective way…”

“Huh?”

“Needs to realize of his own… But… I don’t know if I should tell you this but…His mother…”

“His mother..?”

Trey told you about Riddle’s mother.

“I see. So he was forced to it… This changes everything… If that’s true…It means that Riddle is not aware of his own ambition.”

“His own ambition?”

“From the things you say I understand that Riddle is doing all those kind of things because of her mothers ambition… But what is his own ambition? What does he truly wants? He needs to find this out. And I am afraid that’s not something he can find on his own. You guys need to help him a little.”

“I see… I will do my best to support him.”

“He is lucky to have a friend like you. I kinda hope he finds his own ambition before I leave. What kind of person would he become then? Who knows? Maybe he will become the opposite of Raiden Shogun.”

Trey once saw you using your electro vision in a Magicam video Cater posted. He was impressed. So this purple hairpin of yours is actually a magical item. Interesting…

“Umm… Cater. That video is really cool but… You got MC’s permission for filming and posting it right?”

“Absolutely not. Honestly… It is not nice of you to take a video of me without a permission and post it on the internet Cater. Then again I look wonderful in that video. So I will let it pass this time.”

“T-Thank you MC.”

“No problem. Oh and…I would be more than satisfied if you take my permission before filming me thank you very much.”

“I will.”

“…Whew she left. I can’t believe I made it out alive!”

“Please take her permission next time Cater. This could’ve end bad.”

“I definitely will.”

Cater Diamond

You were confused when you saw his clones.

Then you understood that it was his unique magic.

“Interesting… To be able to create clones that have their own consciousness. You have a remarkable unique magic Cater.”

“Hehe thanks! I will deliver your compliment to real Cater.”

“So you are his clone? Ahaha… It seems that I have been fooled. This proves how amazing and flawless his unique magic is.”

You and Cater are getting along very well. He has the latest gossips and you are interested in gossips so…

“Oh my… Jamil in VDC auditions? Are you serious?”

“Yup.”

“So he can dance? I could never imagine him dancing… Did he pass?”

“He sure did.”

“Wonderful. I am looking forward to VDC. We might see lots of interesting scenes there.”

“My camera is always ready to capture those scenes!”

When he saw you using your electro vision he took a video of it and posted on Magicam.

You were not happy with that. But… You looked pretty good in the video so you let it pass. But you still warned Cater about it.

After your warning Cater always takes your permission for filming you.

Your videos became quite popular on Magicam.

He wanted to capture your kitsune form to his camera as well but…your answer was the same with everyone.

“In your dreams Cater.”

“Aww… That’s sad.”

Ace Trappola

Your first encounter with him was not… pleasant.

He shouldn’t have called you “lame magicless student”.

That was his biggest mistake in his high school life.

“Lame magicless student? About me not having a magic… Are you sure about that?”

Then you gave him the look when you unleash your elemental burst.

“Uhm… I- Of course you are! You are not fit for any dorm so you gotta be magicless!”

You took out your wand.

“Then allow me to prove you wrong.”

He took out his magipen.

“You should be careful what you say magicless student.”

“…Or should I?”

You beat him…pretty easily.

“So that’s it? This school keeps disappointing me. I thought you were more than that. But it seems like I was wrong.”

“I… How?”

“Yeah how? Am I not just some lame magicless student? Then how come I beat you in few seconds? This should be pretty humiliating for you. Excuse me then. I wouldn’t want to be late to class. See you later Ace.”

“…”

He learned his lesson and decided to not to mess with you.

He is also one of the victims of your teasings and he doesn’t like that.

But what can he do? Nothing.

He knows how powerful you are. He experienced it himself.

“I am telling you Deuce. She is powerful. So powerful that even the dorm leader of Diasomnia can be defeated by her!”

“No way… Are you serious?”

“You bet I am. If two of them were to duel… This school wouldn’t exist anymore.”

“…That sounds scary.”

“Oh believe me her powers are scary!”

Yeah he… does his best to not anger you.

He heard that you have a kitsune form. He didn’t even dare to ask you this.

Deuce Spade

He heard about your powers from Ace.

So that’s enough to make him scared of you.

When he met you in person he… didn’t find you that scary.

Deuce always showed you respect and tried to help you when you needed an assistance.

“Deuce. I heard that you were a delinquent back in middle school. Is that correct?”

“Yes. But… I changed! I am not a delinquent anymore. I will do my best to be the honor student of NRC!”

“…I can sense determination in your words. I don’t know the reason that leaded you to this goal. You don’t have to tell me. Just don’t forget that reason no matter what. Protect your ambition.”

“I will. Thanks MC.”

Deuce tries very hard to not get into a trouble. He doesn’t want you to see him like some kind of troublemaker.

He saw your powers from that famous Magicam video Cater posted.

“Look at that Ace. Cater posted this today.”

“Huh? What did he post- In the name of great seven Deuce why would you show me that?! I have PTSD from that!”

“You do? I think MC looks very elegant in this video.”

“…You didn’t experience things I did. Great… Now I am gettin flashbacks…”

Yes he also heard that you have a kitsune form.

But this boy surely wouldn’t even mention that he knows. He is too respectful for that.

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