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belaephemeral · 1 year

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🎵 POV/character spotify playlist masterlist

Hi everyone! Over the past few months I’ve been working on these so I’d like to share some POV/character playlists I’ve made! I’ve included a little drabbles to introduce them and I intended them to be playlists that emulate what it is like to be their significant other or reflect the personality of the specified character.

Feel free to recommend me some music or share playlists of your own! I hope you enjoy both reading and listening to these!

CHARACTERS

GENSHIN IMPACT: Zhongli, Xiao, Yelan, Childe/Ajax, Wanderer, Diluc Ragnivndr, Lisa, Signora, Kaveh.

HONKAI STAR RAIL: Himeko, Kafka.

ENSEMBLE STARS: Arashi Narukami, Tsumugi Aoba.

TWISTED WONDERLAND: Malleus Draconia, Jamil Viper, Rook Hunt.

PARADOX LIVE: GOKULUCK

DANGANRONPA: Byakuya Togami, Nagito Komaeda, Kokichi Ouma, Gonta Gokuhara, Kaito Momota.

FFXV: Ignis Scientia

HYPNOSIS MIC: Ramuda Amemura

POV playlists for Genshin Impact, Ensemble Stars, Twisted Wonderland, Paradox Live, Danganronpa, FFXV, Hypnosis Microphone utc.

I will update this post whenever I make new playlists!

KEY: favourites ❤

Author’s Note: sorry in advance if some of the song choices may not fit the character, I mainly listen to the song and then after that, I ‘feel’ which character it suits. they also tend to be the songs that inspire my oneshots of the character or embody how I perceive them.

GENSHIN IMPACT

ZHONGLI

POV: you're falling in love with the wangsheng funeral parlor's consultant ❤

Genre: kpop/jpop, soft romantic.

Description: the idea of soulmates are part of the many stories you’ve been told by your parents. the concept of this idyllic conditional love is one you’ve yet to expect and frankly, you may be fine never finding a partner with the many people who’ve disappointed you throughout your lifetime. well, that is what you thought before you started sharing lingering, fleeting, and ephemeral glances with the handsome consultant a few doors away from your family’s store. you can’t help but be drawn to his ethereal, almost celestial, beauty when you realise this is the same man you’ve seen in the murky dreams of your childhood. when you reach out to lower his hand and propose to pay for the meal you’ve shared together, instead of reassuring him that you’ll handle the bill, your hand instinctively finds itself in his. you flush and try to laugh it off but you are on the verge of succumbing to a wave of embarrassment as zhongli’s thumb tentatively and tenderly brushes over the back of your hand. slowly, your fingers intertwine. like they were always destined to be there together, like missing puzzle pieces finally fitting together. for once in your life, you feel complete. for once, you feel an overwhelming sensation consume you as the consultant warmly gazes at you with those glowing amber orbs.

(a love letter from a zhongli main)

XIAO

POV: conqueror of demons is infatuated with you.

Genre: kpop/jpop, traditional, slow, melancholic, wistful/yearning, cathartic

Description: your calming, serene presence makes his karmic debt dispel itself from reemerging onto his skin, his worry over hurting you with it dissolving into the recesses of his mind. on the rooftop of wangshu inn, you lean further into his warmth as the cold night breeze bites into your skin. upon seeing the way your shoulders shudder as you shiver, he brings you into his being. the action settles the thoughts racing in his mind and the restless worries that normally cloud his head this time of night. your hand is warm in his and now the only thing he can bring himself to worry about is whether you can feel his heartbeat, thundering in his chest, with the way you're laying against him.

YELAN

POV: you and the valley orchid are more than just "business partners" ❤

Genre: kpop, deep house, r&b, soft romantic, seductive

Description: being of noble birth, you’re starting to get tired of the cushy and constraining life your parents have set out for you. you don’t know how to feel about your betrothed, neither the responsibilities laid out before you in the next coming years. it was unexpected when you encountered the mysterious and enigmatic valley orchid during an evening stroll outside of your estate. what was even more astounding was the suspicious offer she put forward, admitting she’s witnessed the strength you possess during the night prowls you regularly embark on (ones you thought were inconspicuous enough). she offers you a job (of sorts, you aren’t exactly sure how you’re getting paid) to target certain known individuals for the ministry of civil affairs. you’re pretty sure what you’re doing is illegal, but with every rule’s she’s broken in your book, she’s a criminal. one who’s extracted the truth from unfortunate individuals in immoral ways, dirtied her immaculate hands with the blood of the tainted and knows every way to best you. yet another crime on top of those is undeniably stealing your heart. you just hope she doesn’t steal the vestiges of your wavering dignity tonight as she corners you in the depths of your family’s estate. well, it’s not like you mind. you’re starting to lose track of the many firsts she’s taken from you (firsts she definitely doesn’t want your betrothed to take before she does, stimulating her competitive spirit). nevertheless, you desperately hope she takes another with the way she stares you down like your her latest prey under the glow of the moonlight and the intoxicating kiss she presses against your lips, leaving you breathless under her touch.

CHILDE

POV: analysing the enigmatic 11th fatui harbinger, tartaglia

Genre: kpop/jpop, duality, energetic, dark

Description: even within his internal conflict, he longs to bask in your presence like a moth drawn to a flame, a lonely ship guided by a lighthouse, a sunflower leaning towards the sun. but he can’t, he tells himself. he can’t succumb to his selfish desires and pull you into his world of devious activities conducted in the cover of midnight or the pain of ever learning of his true form. he can’t love you because that’s selfish of him. he can’t put you in danger because of what he does day in and day out. because his love burns brightly within his chest, he’s willing to burn his entire existence from your mind so you can forget him. but he’s just ajax - a selfish boy with selfish desires. he can’t help but gravitate to you. he can’t help that he wants you - in more ways than one. so how can he resist when you offer yourself so willingly to someone like him. surely you know the consequences, right? but maybe the risks are the last thing on his mind as he descends into you like a wave crashing onto a shore. drowning you fully in him and his pleasure.

SCARAMOUCHE/WANDERER

POV: traversing the world with your soulmate, wanderer.

Genre: kpop/jpop, a mix of genres (slight duality theme)

Description: you follow wanderer on his travels, witnessing how he navigates the world with his new identity, traverses the planes of his newfound persona, and explores the inner-workings of his being with you by his side. although, at times, that other side of him shows. it’s rare but you do sometimes catch glimpses of the fearsome, manipulative and calculating balladeer resurface from the calm and playful exterior he puts up in front of you and the other people you encounter along your travels. regardless of the different sides he possesses, you’re ready to give up everything for him, sacrifice yourself to give him the life he deserves. you'd even kill. this is something you realise as you both stand over the bodies of your enemies, weapons in hand, residual elemental energy tinkling at your fingertips. By his side, you’ll venture the world together and explore his ever persona, until he finds a version of himself he’s most comfortable.

DILUC RAGNVINDR

POV: celebrating your birthday with your beloved, diluc ragnvindr

Genre: kpop, birthday-themed

Description: in the bustling tavern, the smile that splits across your face aches with how much fun you’re having surrounded by your companions in the warmth of the angel’s share. as per your request, diluc has reserved the entire place to celebrate this joyous occasion with the key figures of the knights of favonius you’ve befriended (and distastefully, he recalls, a certain cavalry captain but let’s not forget the troublesome bard you’ve invited and is indulging in the complimentary bottles of dandelion wine that line the grand table). for once, he feels his lips quirk ever so slightly as your laughter tinkles in his ears and your joy fills him with an unbridled sense of happiness. as the hosts of the party, you both find yourselves behind the bar to refill drinks and place more food platters onto the table. playfully, you bump your hips into his before pressing a chaste kiss against his cheek. you’re flushed by how much fun you’re having and he loves how it looks on you. alongside that, you’re excited to finally go back home to the dawn winery with your beloved to finally open your present. after all he’s wrapped up so nicely in the new outfit he’s commissioned, draped in a rich crimson and adorning silver chains and embellishments. the least you can do to unravel it all. it’s your birthday day after all. anything you says goes, right? even if it was unspoken, he can guess the wish you made as you blew out your candles. he will do everything in his being to make that wish come true and so much more. before fulfilling this however, he’ll spell out his affections for you against your skin. he’ll await your every command tonight. it’s your special day after all, just say the words and he’s all yours.

LISA MINCI

POV: the partner of the knights of favonius' head librarian

Genre: kpop/jpop, soft, romantic, chill, implied wlw

Description: in the comfort of your arms, you and your partner find yourselves lazing on the window seat of your shared abode, basking in the sun that streams across your languid forms and illuminates the woman dozing against your chest. you aren’t used to this slow pace she’s used to. in contrast, your busy lifestyle means you aren’t able to enjoy tranquil, quiet moments like these very often. however, every time you come home to visit your darling, she always makes it a point to drag you into a small cosy nook in your house or the library to have a cat nap with her. she makes it her responsibility for you to relax whenever you’re with her (though you’re aware it’s mainly because she knows this is the only way you’ll condone her constant lethargy). you chuckle at her languor as she nestles herself into you, making sure she’s comfortable against her human pillow. gently, you place a tender kiss against her forehead. you hope that simple gesture blesses her dreams with the way she smiles in her sleep instantly after it. maybe, you think as you surrender to the fatigue that sinks into your body, you could get used to these lazy afternoons with your beloved.

SIGNORA

POV: the crimson witch's faithful lover

Genre: kpop/jpop, orchestral, a mix of different genres (she’s a very complex character)

Description: faithfully, you stand by her side, conquering the world together and witnessing how she makes it bend to her will. you relish every second you spend alongside her. even if she initially stated that you’re only a valuable asset she could not afford to lose, a vessel of great power to assist her in carrying out her grand plans, a partner (in the strictly working sense) to help her achieve the aims given to her by the great tsaritsa, but you know it’s so much more than that. it’s so much more than what you ever thought it could be - if the red marks across your neck and the crimson lip stains that adorn your pulse point are anything to go by. whatever you have with her goes well beyond the working relationship you started of with. it’s because of this ambiguity that you relish in the masqueraded dance you share upon a bloodied battlefield of crystalline flowers, flittering moths, and fallen bodies. although you dutifully serve the tsaritsa, you loyally obey signora’s every word.

KAVEH

POV: the renowned sumeru architect (not so) secretly adores you.

Genre: kpop/jpop, art-themed

Description: pressing a kiss against the nape of his neck, you carefully tug free the silky blond locks secured by the rouge ribbon he’s tied into his hair. you pull away to catch him stir from his abrupt nap atop his work desk once again, murmuring nonsensical mutterings into the arms he’s propped his head on and snuggling into the large sheets of drawings and calculations beneath him. you hope he isn’t drooling onto the plans he’s worked so painstakingly on as you gather his curled form into your arms to carry him into his bedroom. just as you tuck his head into your chest and secure your hold on his lithe frame, you catch a glimpse of kaveh’s personal notebook sprawled onto the table. the little remarks that line the margins of the pages makes you chuckle but you stop to admire the graphite depictions of yourself that litter the next page. planting another kiss onto the crown of his head, you begin to exit the study room. to kaveh, you’re his muse, his inspiration and his purpose. he dreams of capturing your beauty in every medium, he wants to portray your every single feature, which he adores you so much for, and he aspires to paint his undying love into your being. although, the latter is an issue for another night. at least in his dreams, he is able to do the same. perhaps, when he isn’t too busy with his projects, he’ll turn those dreams into reality.

MULTI-CHARACTER

POV: summer vacation at the Golden Apple Archipelago

Genre: kpop/jpop summer playlist

HONKAI STAR RAIL

HIMEKO

POV: you're as beautiful as the day i lost you.

Genre: kpop/jpop, mixed, full of longing/implied reincarnation, implied wlw.

Description: "I'm sure we're about to embark on a fascinating journey together." even in this life, where you've sacrificed your heart and conquered hell, himeko is just as breathtaking as the day you met her, when you exchanged rings, and your last kiss goodbye. it's a shame she doesn't remember you, her wife.

KAFKA

POV: the flourishing romance between you and the infamous stellaron hunter.

Genre: kpop, mixed, pining

Description: to be added.

ENSEMBLE STARS

ARASHI NARUKAMI

POV: walking down the runway with arashi narukami

Genre: kpop/jpop, deep house, r&b

Description: this isn’t your first runway. although it is the first you’ve shared with the renowned model trio of yumenosaki academy. adorning luxurious silks that feel like air against your skin, glittering jewellery that rests against the expanse of your clavicle and line your wrists and fingers, and glamorous cosmetics that enhance your already beguiling features, you glance to the opposite side of the bustling dressing room. your countless years of experience in modelling mean that gliding in heels are no problem for you. but why do the gorgeous electric violet eyes across the room make you trip up? why does the way her mouth curves into a sweet smile instantly draw you to her? why does the playful glint that flashes over her visage make you want to smear the bold rouge painted over her supple lips onto your own? you can’t help but gravitate to her. with the way she lures you in with her spellbinding beauty and competitiveness, it’s not surprising how the silks and jewellery you adorn gradually pool around your intertwined forms. to her, this is another runway in the comforts of her personal room. with all of your experience, you’re determined to put on a show she’ll never forget.

KEITO LECTURE CIRCLE

POV: bibliosmia and the descent of petrichor

Genre: soft kpop study playlist

Description: studying with BIBLION.

TWISTED WONDERLAND

MALLEUS DRACONIA

POV: you're bewitched by the king of the abyss, malleus draconia

Genre: kpop/jpop, PIXY-centric, based on overblot malleus

Description (potentially spoilers for chapter 7): in this capsule of time, where the clock stops ticking, where the world around you is frozen in a state of suspension, where the shadows coagulate into permanent shapes across the cobblestone floor, you realise it is only you and him. surveying the slumbering forms of your companions, the truth of the reality you’re regrettably living in settles deep into your heart. as your body is racked by an overwhelming sense of disbelief, you don’t hear the sharp clack of heels that approach your figure nor the heavy drag of a tail against the floor and grows louder as it nears you. frightfully, you whip around to witness one of your friends, your beloved tsunotaro, grow closer, ever closer to your trembling form. you feebly press your palms into his chest as he leans into you, desperate for some space to comprehend what he’s done, to understand the full extent and gravity of the actions he’s taken. weakly, you resist his advances as he grabs your chin and pulls you into him, trailing ink across your lips and jaw as he does so. at some point, you’ve stopped fighting, you’ve stopped countering his advances, and you’ve stopped yearning for the sweet and gentle tsunotaro you’ve gotten to know over these past few months. at some point, you surrender to him, falling deeper into his depths, allowing him to drown you in his affections and the love he holds, one that’s only for you. as you waltz over the world he’s frozen, you’re slowly starting to indulge in this fantasy he’s created. you’re starting to take pleasure in being his, the lover of the king of the abyss. truly, this isn’t the way you wanted to confess to him but maybe this is what you needed to express your undying devotion to the heir of the briar valley. the thought immediately vanishes as his lips descend onto yours once again, eager to claim you once again tonight. dragons are fiercely protective of their treasure. it’s only right, he thinks whilst marking his name into your skin, that he guards what’s rightfully his.

JAMIL VIPER

POV: whisked away into the tundras by the vice housewarden of scarabia

Genre: kpop/jpop, hip-hop, dance-pop

Description: regardless if he uses his unique magic, he should know how his presence spellbinds you. his gorgeous charcoal eyes are hypnotising, his straightforward and caring nature is enthralling, and the saccharine words he whispers into your ears are the only hypnosis he needs to get you to follow his every command. His every being is electrifying: that much is proven as he slips his hand into yours (his very touch casts a spell on you), brings you closer to him (the spicy perfume that he adorns renders you defenceless), and connects his lips to yours (his very taste is absolutely intoxicating). As you admire him under the vibrant luminance of the fireworks above the both of you, you wouldn’t mind falling into this hypnosis once more. the smile he flashes you makes you make to want to fall once again into his temptations and dive into him fully. the night is young, you remember, you have all the time you’ll ever need to understand the hold he possess over you. for now, you’ll relish in this dazzling display of fireworks with the enchanting male by your side.

ROOK HUNT

POV: they don't deserve you, mon amour.

Genre: kpop/jpop

Description: you deserve so much more, mon trésor. and he’s right. you really do. with the way he tenderly holds onto your hand, how he brings your form into his chest as your own squeezes and shudders with a painful feeling you’ve become accustomed to over these past few days, weeks, months (at this point you’ve stopped counting), you wonder how you could ever desire more. how you could ever want anyone else when he’s by your side, unfailingly your loyal partner, who’s supported to you all this time. that’s why he’s your best friend, your partner-in-crime, your most trusted confidant. maybe that’s all you’ll ever be. but with the way his heart thunders into his chest to the way his eyes briefly flicker to your lips and you do the same in response, perhaps there is still some ground you’ve yet to cover in your relationship with the enigmatic beauty from pomefiore.

(getting over your toxic ex-friends with your confidant rook hunt)

PARADOX LIVE

GOKULUCK

POV: rebelling against the system with 獄Luck (GOKU LUCK)

Genre: kpop hype playlist

Description: setting the world aflame with HANCHO, PITBULL, smoking dog, and anonymous.

DANGANRONPA

BYAKUYA TOGAMI

POV: you detest the ultimate affluent progeny, byakuya togami

Genre: kpop/jpop, rap, hip-hop, dance, money-centric

Description: you hate his guts. you fume at his inherent smugness and that suffocating sense of self-entitlement he prides himself so much on. he’s arrogant, insensitive and conceited. god, the sight of him infuriates you tremendously. wiping it off his face is the only thing on your mind as you grab his pristine collar, and furiously pin him against the wall. but why do you feel utterly powerless as an image flashes before you of those same irritating lapis blue eyes staring into yours with love and a foreign gentleness that looks out of place with the haughty male you’ve understood over the past few weeks. why do you feel absolutely defenceless when he forcefully yanks you forward and presses a kiss against your lips with the passion only a lover could hold?

NAGITO KOMAEDA (spoilers)

POV: you're his ultimate hope.

Genre: kpop/jpop, pop-rock, synth, based on another episode: ultra despair girls nagito komaeda

Description: you’re his ultimate hope. but honestly, who you are you kidding? he's your ultimate hope. you'd do anything for him. you'd sacrifice your soul, surrender yourself wholly to his every whim and you’d willingly let him drown you fully in his despair, just to fulfil his unbridled obsession for hope. the same hope he’s eliminated in this world brimming with hatred, madness and absolute chaos. nevertheless, you'd go to the ends of the world for him. sacrifice every single ounce of humanity you have just for him. because whilst you are his sun, he's your universe, and you'd gladly burn for him.

KOKICHI OUMA (spoilers)

POV: witnessing a commendable performance from the "mastermind"

Genre: kpop/jpop, villaincore

Description: it’s amusing, honestly. how he could possibly think that this elaborate scheme of his would convince anyone - that this “mastermind” lie, this twisted performance was actually plausible. but you know better, you ponder as your eyes bore into his own, swirling with that corrupt despair he claims he’s so familiar with. however, you know so much more than he ever could about this world, about the puppeteer who holds all of your strings. well, you’ll just watch this carefully crafted game of his whilst waiting for it to fall apart like a house of cards. it’s only a matter of time.

GONTA GOKUHARA

POV: the ultimate entomologist melts your heart ❤

Genre: upbeat, romantic, a bit of melancholy

Description: you aren’t one for this mushy love stuff people nowadays seem to obsess over. especially not in this game of life or death. however, you can’t seem to help to stop the way your heart flutters at every adorable action the ultimate entomologist makes, nor the warmth he emanates every time you embrace him (you’ve done it so often he’s started affectionately calling you ‘snuggle bug’). Regardless, you can’t stop the way your walls melt around him or stop fawning over the blinding beam he shoots you. when you grab a handful of his collar and crash your lips against him, you can’t help but think ‘well, who’s the pot calling the kettle black now?’

KAITO MOMOTA (slight spoilers)

POV: the luminary of the stars is your universe

Genre: kpop/jpop, space/universe themed

Description: you abhor the optimism he unfailingly displays, day in day out, rinse and repeat in this absolute hellhole. but, you eventually find that you can’t, not when he’s a brilliant light in this desperate situation, a star in this night sky that seems to want to consume your every being, the unending universe that holds all of you and everyone together in this sick game where lives are nothing but numbers and objects of entertainment. you just wish you could’ve spent longer in the stars with him before the next day came.

FINAL FANTASY VX

IGNIS SCIENTIA

engine revving, hearts roaring (a night drive in the regalia.) ❤

Genre: kpop/jpop, R&B, dark synth, sensual

Description: a night drive in the regalia but you’re not sure if a simple ride is all he desires. not with the way he’s looking at you. truthfully, you're not sure when he fixated those crystalline sea foam orbs on your figure but when you stare back, they darken into pools of oceanic teal, hazed with a grey fog that sinks into the flecks of aquamarine that speckle his bewitching optics. in this moment, he's a predator but, as prey, you don't give in easily - you’ll dance around his elaborate trap before he finally snaps, and makes you his.

HYPNOSIS MICROPHONE

RAMUDA AMEMURA

POV: his smile is downright tooth-rotting

Genre: kpop/jpop, sweets-themed playlist

Description: the sweet flavour of artificial strawberry and sugar of the lollipop he’s recently popped into his mouth invades your senses as he pulls you closer against his mouth. you experimentally lick his bottom lip to taste more of it and you can feel the corners of his mouth curve upwards against his lips. in return, you smile and relish at the way you connect perfectly pressed against each other. you’d take this delectable sweetness over the bitter, metallic taste of cigarettes. oh right, that’s why he’s kissing you, you’ve yet to go on your latest sugar supply run. it seems that he’s slightly pre-occupied - surely he knows at this point you’ll never let you go. oh well, you think as he guides you to the couch of his studio, he knows how to use his cuteness to his advantage. his smiles and his demeanour is downright tooth-rotting - if he keeps up at this rate, it’s bound to give you a cavity at this point. well, you think as your back hits the plush sofa, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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yutafrita · 9 months

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To Pierce The White Eye- FIN.

One / Two / Three / Four / Fin. / Other J. Fic

Psychic!Jaemin x Reader (She/her)

Warnings: Hell is depicted at the start (eternalsuffering), religious/ occult imagery, physical and emotional violence

WC: 4.8K

It’s impossible to tell how much time passed. Hell makes it so you’re constantly exhausted but unable to sleep for more than an hour at a time. Jaemin is only kept alive thanks to the bracelet Satan gave him, but you can tell he’s struggling.

You needed to get him back to earth.

You were given full reign to roam Satan’s castle, but behind every door and unknown hallway was horror personified. Jaemin, however, was not allowed to roam without you or Satan, making it difficult for you to even begin to plot an escape for him.

Each 24 hour cycle started with you being dragged to Satan’s throne room, having to listen to the pleas of tortured souls beg for mercy only for Satan to deny them. Following that, you were allowed an hour or two of grace before being yelled at by the Prince’s of hell and humiliated for not having flames as strong as Satan before then getting your ass kicked.

“How dare you be the one father chooses to give his throne to?” Was a very popular sentiment.

To that, you never replied, but in your head the answer was always the same- you didn’t want the throne. You didn’t want it at all! You wanted to be a normal human on earth with the love of your life- not being tortured on an endless loop.

Your reprieve was seeing Jaemin at the last few hours of the cycle. Sobbing into each other’s arms in the small windowless room of the castle (you considered it a blessing to not have a view of the tortured souls) until sleep could finally overtake you was when you could achieve true reprieve.

The white, circular room in which Jaemin used to spend his nights alone had changed.

“This is the main building of Knight’s Cross,” you noted the night it first changed. You had grown used to the white room that held all of his visions, but this was a much welcomed change. You two walked hand in hand, sneaking peeks into different lecture halls that had different visions playing on large screens. “I love it, Jae.”

“Yeah… I love it too,” Jaemin squeezed your hand. Sitting in a lecture hall, Jaemin held you as you watched parts of Mark's future.

The screen was grainy, but it was of him getting accepted into his dream college to transfer into their creative writing program. Knight’s Cross did not have this major, and it was something you knew always made Mark unhappy. The clip, still grainy, switched to Mark venting to Johnny.

“I can’t go,” Mark was pacing the faerie’s dorm up and down.

“Sure you can,” Johnny was nonchalant, despite your brother’s anxiety.

“I don’t want to take on Knight’s Cross but… she isn’t here. She’s the one who deserves to be Knight’s Cross next leader.

You leaving may have saved your brother’s life, but it also left him a burden he too did not deserve to bear.

End of a 24 hour cycle- which meant you were yanked out of bed and forced to start all over again. Rinse. Repeat. Until, one day, you find yourself waking up naturally with Jaemin, and real sunlight kissing your cheeks. You were expecting this warmth to be removed by force in some sort of cruel jokes, but you slowly blinked open your eyes, your breath catching.

You were in your family home, in your old bedroom.

“Jae!” you were shaking his shoulders despite him already being weak, wanting to see if this was real- how could you even be back? Jaemin was groggy, and as you were loud in your shouts of glee, you could hear stomping down the hall outside your room.

“We… how the fuck?” he seemed afraid to be happy, and you couldn’t blame him. How was it your chest wasn’t bogged down by painful weights and you were able to breathe in air that didn’t sear your lungs?

The door to your room burst open and Mark rushed in, immediately wrapping you in a hug. Others flooded into the room and swallowed both you and Jaemin in tight embraces marked with tears of joy.

“Is this real?” you asked your family, both you and Mark sobbing onto each other's shoulders.

“Y-yes,” your Dad was hardly able to speak as the tears were making it difficult.

“Sicheng told us all what happened the night you guys disappeared,” Hendery was still hugging you both but was the only one not in tears, “so, with his abilities we all sort of got to work.”

“Sicheng and another person entered hell so that you two could leave,” Mark finished. You paused, looking at the people here with you- who else could have gone to hell with Sicheng?

“It�� it was your birth Mom. He managed to locate her and big along,” Ten’s tears had subsided enough to answer the question you hadn’t even voiced yet. This was surprising to you. Your birth mother was alive, and seemingly had no interest in knowing you- and truly, you had no interest in knowing her. You were just thankful to everyone for saving Jaemin and yourself- this was your family. You were back on earth with your family, the love of your life, and that was all you could have ever asked for.

So, when you get Mark alone, you convince him easily to take the chance and switch schools. You were going to hate not having your brother at all times, but you were happy that he was happy, and were excited to see where his future would take him. You were also excited at the prospect of learning the full ins and outs of Knight’s Cross College, and as two years passed and you finished your first degree, you were ready to begin shadowing your father on the job.

Before your college graduation, however, there was one more ceremony you had to attend.

You fixed the collar of Jaemin’s scarlett blazer, dusting off his shoulders before you took a step back. Yuta’s family colors were a deep scarlet and black, and it was tradition for the oligarchy to wear the family colors of the soon to crowned leader of the mythics

“You look great,” you complimented. Yuta’s coronation was set to start in an hour, and your house was in chaos as all of your friends were frantically doing their finishing touches. You wore a scarlet dress with a black shrug, making sure to match Jaemin as best as possible. The psychic seemed nervous, and you squeezed his shoulder to silently ask.

“I… Blue, I have to tell you something,” Jaemin felt guilty. He knew the coronation would go smoothly, but he was well aware of what would happen afterwards.

“Hang on, I have something I want to give you,” you slipped into the kitchen, grabbing the small wrapped item. You returned to the living room, Jaemin tapping his fingers nervously together. God, he was so beautiful. You blinked quickly, handing him the package.

“What is it?”

“You have to open it,” you teased. You were nervous, watching as his ringed index fingers slowly began to unravel the package you picked up earlier. “I think the reason you couldn’t find that Sly Cooper comic is because… I was the one that was meant to find it at a reasonable price.”

His eyes went wide as he looked at the comic he had been hunting for several years.

“Yeah sure maybe I wasn’t officially your soulmate but,” you were just speaking now, waiting for him to say anything until he tilted your head up and pressed a small kiss to your lips.

“We were always meant to be soulmates… thank you for this,” he gestured to the comic, and you could feel the giddiness.

“Of course! I came across it at the comic convention a few weeks back,” you stopped smiling, remembering the nerves that still visibly sat behind Jaemin’s smile.

“So, is everything okay?” you kept your voice low hoping the two vampires upstairs wouldn’t be able to hear you two.

He grabbed your hand with his free one, hoping to quell some of your nerves, “yes just… well… I…”

“Jae, spit it out.”

“Yuta spoke to me about when he takes the crown, he wants to end the oligarchy and have me as the interim chancellor until elections can be made,” Jaemin spat out. Your eyes were wide as you ran through what he was saying.

“How clear is this future?” you asked. Yuta may have spoken with him, but you knew Jaemin would verify the path before accepting or declining. He wouldn’t even bother telling you if the likelihood wasn’t high enough.

“... Clear. Crystal Clear.”

“... Okay,” you nodded, “do you want to be leader?”

“I… I think so.”

“Good. You’re going to be great,” you affirmed. You wanted to always have Jaemin’s back, and even if it made you nervous, you knew he would be the leader the mythic world needed.

“You’re not mad?”

“Jae- why would I be mad? I’m proud of you, and I’m happy Yuta sees in you your abilities to lead.”

He squeezed your hands, laughing in embarrassment at his own fears, “good, because I’ll need you with me every step of the way.”

“Good, because you won’t be getting rid of me that easily.”

You kissed the tip of his nose only to hear sounds of disgust. Looking up towards the stairs, you saw Mark and Hendery cringing at the site.

“It’s been two years,” you sighed in defeat.

“Still gross,” Hendery moved past the two of you, slapping Jaemin’s shoulder as he did. The night prior, mythics who did not have to travel from afar, were ‘highly encouraged’ to help do the work of any final preparations needed for the coronation, and as such, most of your mythics friends parents were roped into the task. According to Jaemin’s mother, whom you had dinner with the night before, stated it was mainly ceremonial- selecting the proper flowers, and making sure the protection barriers were up.

The living room slowly filled up with everyone else in your group, and Jaemin squeezed on the couch next to you after putting the comic away in your room. Ten skipped downstairs afterwards to show off his new scarlet suit, and Johnny slinked down shortly thereafter with his hair slicked back. Chaein entered the space after rummaging through your family’s fridge, her multiple earrings jingling as her elf ears twitched to absorb any noise. Taeyeon has been ready for a while in her silver chain dress. Her and Chaein’s families weren’t in the oligarchy, so while Taeyeon wore her family’s strong silver, Chaein wore a soft lilac dress accented only by the baby pink shawl on her shoulders.

Taeyeon promised to not try and listen to any of the psychics' thoughts, but judging by Jaemin’s glare she couldn’t help herself from at least trying. It’s easy to tell when a mind reader has been rifling through your current thoughts- it physically feels like a hand is combing through your brain. Jaemin’s simple glare at her was enough to get her to back off. He couldn’t exactly blame her- Jaemin could see the future, and she could read his brain.

“Who is Yuta going to have holding the item he’s sworn in on?” Johnny asked as you all waited on your father.

“Don’t they usually swear on scrolls from the Sect of Satan?” Taeyeon asked. Satan’s name didn’t send the fearful chill down your spine as it once had. He may be your biological father, but with Sicheng at the helm and Satan apparently off somewhere with your biological mother, your fear of him had begun to dissipate. It helped that you had Jaemin to cling onto when those fears creeped their way back up, but you were there for him when they rose for him as well. It also especially helped to get the occasional letter from Sicheng, reminding you that earth was yours and hell was his.

“I know he’s swearing in on a copy of Frankenstein,” Ten added. While everyone in your group over the past two years came to know of your biological heritage, no one had made you feel weird for it at all. It was all you could have ever asked for.

“Why Frankenstein?” Chaein had voiced what you were also wondering. Frankenstein was your favorite novel, and while Jaemin mentioned in passing that Yuta was in a human literature course, you couldn’t understand why he would pick that.

Ten shrugged and you all sat in silence. While you had come to accept your past, you couldn’t help the guilt you felt regarding the soon to be King. It was clear to everyone that being King was the last thing Yuta wanted, but you knew that it was indirectly because of you that he was put in this position. You wanted to tell him, but you had no idea where to even start. You tried soothing yourself with what Jaemin told you, but the feeling was still hard to shake.

“Did we decide on a cape or no cape?” Your father came barreling down the stairs. Your family’s colors were the same as Knight’s Cross College- a deep Navy blue accented by a rich gold. Your Dad’s suit consisted of the Navy with leaves of gold stitched onto the sleeves. The cape was a gaudy gold color that everyone physically cringed at, earning a sigh from your father as he went back upstairs to put it back.

“I wish you were in our colors,” Mark randomly spit out, earning laughs from the rest of the room.

“Dude, Jaemin is having her up there with the rest of the oligarchy, she can’t stick out like a sore thumb,” Hendery shook his head.

“But still! I can still feel like that!” Mark’s response earned a boo from everyone else, just as your father finally returned to the living room ready to go.

The group was then split in half for the journey- your father, Mark, Ten, Johnny, and Hendery in one car, and the rest of you in Taeyeon’s smaller vehicle.

The coronation was to be held in an isolated area about a half an hour out from town in a mythic non-denominational worship hall- or an old church, depending on who you asked. Chaein swore the place was beautiful. You were just glad it wasn’t a sect of Satan. You may not fear him, but the nightmare of hell would have been enough to turn you away from a building worshiping it.

The first fifteen minutes of the ride was quiet, the only noise in the car being the radio Chaein was managing, and the sound of the car’s wheels along the road. Trees lined both sides of the road, making it difficult to gauge much in terms of distance and how far along you really were.

“How do mythics prevent humans from just… waltzing over to this place?” You asked, breaking the silence.

“With fairy dust usually,” Taeyeon answered. “There isn’t a lot that can be produced… ethically, so it’s usually saved for important structures like this one.”

“Why is this building so important?”

“Well, it’s where the agreements amongst the mythics was initially signed. So, most rulers choose to have their coronations here,” it was Jaemin that explained this. “Most, except for like three I think.”

“An elvish king, maybe a vampire queen?” Chaein wondered out loud, earning a sigh from the mind reader.

“Do you guys even pay attention in your mythic history classes? It was all the previous Na psychics,” Taeyeon sucked her teeth. “Jaemin, how do you not know that?”

“A Na hasn’t been a ruler in either of my parents lifetime, it’s not super relevant to me,” he chuckled and you rolled your eyes.

“Especially with the addition of elvish families and mind readers into the oligarchies, I don’t blame you,” you added.

“At least you know that much about the oligarchies,” Taeyeon conceded. The greenery began to thin out. The trees began to fade and giveaway to large, grassy knolls and empty fields only bordered by small wooden fences.

“We’re getting close,” Chaein stated, earrings ringing. The car was silent for several more minutes, the only thing you could see being miles and miles of empty fields until Taeyeon turned into what seemed like random iron gates on vacant farm land.

At the front of the iron gates was a burly man with a cloak that concealed his face. He gestured to Taeyeon to lower her car window, to which she obliged.

“Everyone in the car please state your name and species,” they leaned themselves against the frame of the car, until their eyes settled on Jaemin. You looked over at Jaemin, noting his blank stare as one of his eyes was white. The man’s eyes widened in shame as he quickly let go and bowed. “I did not realize a member of the oligarchy was in this vehicle, my deepest apologies. Please proceed.”

“Thank you!” Taeyeon hollered, not raising her window as the iron gates opened and allowed you all to enter what seemed like empty farm land. “That guy shit himself when he saw Jaemin,” she giggled.

“Happy to help,” Jaemin replied, earning a chuckle from everyone else in the car. Before your eyes then, the sunlight seemed to shift. It was as if the sun was reframing itself, and the lighting adjusted to reveal a massive, ornate Victorian structure, cars lining themselves around the building and slowly having different mythics shuffle towards it.

Stepping out of the now parked car, the ground around you shifted from gravel to a beautiful marble that flanked the entire area.

“Woah,” you breathed out once you stepped out of the car, your eyes as wide as saucers as you took in the site. You initially saw the building as Victorian with it’s steeply pitched roof and ornate gables, but the asymmetry in the design, the disproportionately weighty towers, coupled with the building being coated in an eggshell white threw off any proper time period you could place it in.

“It is pretty cool, huh?” your Dad had parked next to you all and was adjusting his coat next to you as you admired the building.

“It’s incredible.”

“Yeah, the beauty of it never ceases to amaze me either,” he affirmed, before pulling you into a side hug. “You know I’m proud of you, right?”

“I haven’t done anything.”

“I’m still proud of you.”

“Thanks, Dad”

“All right, we’ve gotta go before the council kills us,” Ten yanked yours and Jaemin’s arms, pulling you forward and away from your party. You didn’t catch too much attention as you maneuvered through the small crowds to slip to the back of the building, all the while your shoes pounded the marble flooring. Before Ten could even knock on the large, wooden oak doors, the door sprang open to reveal Ten’s mother.

“Oh, my baby!” she cheered, rushing to wrap him in a hug. Her outfit was a large, poofy, scarlett dress that seemed to swallow Ten as she kept him pressed to her tightly.

“I was with you yesterday!” he bemoaned, trying to get out of her embrace. She sighed, following his wishes. She moved aside then, allowing her son to move past her.

“Hello,” Jaemin greeted blankly, also moving past her.

When her eyes landed on you as you approached, you smiled widely, and wrapped each other in hugs. You sometimes can forget how cold vampires naturally are, and even though her embrace made you chilly, her sheer enthusiasm was enough to make you feel warm.

“You look so lovely,” she smiled, looking back over her shoulder to glare at Jaemin, “have you complimented her?”

Jaemin was reeling, “I… I hope I did! She looks perfect.”

Ten’s mother scoffed before pushing you inside the building. “Men, I swear. Anyways- Ten, show them the way to the dressing spaces.”

“Got it,” Ten affirmed before leading the way. Jaemin squeezed your hand tightly as if you were going to slip away.

The back hall was a bustling area, several other mythics in red and black colored garments walking around and asking questions, organizing papers, and seeming to be in a panic.

Brushing past the main back hall, you were led to a small hallway that seemed to hold different dressing rooms. The walls changed from the bricks to old, floral wallpaper, and you found yourself getting increasingly frustrated by the strange design of the building. Some rooms were open, and you could hear laughter from a few, smoke emanating from another, but it was mainly quiet as you were led towards the end of the hall.

“These are my family’s,” Ten stopped in front of the last open door. It showed an open parlor with several vampires of varying ages lounging on large couches, stopping their gossip to begin waving Ten in.

“Yeah I’m coming,” he rolled his eyes, but you knew he was happy to see them before he looked back, “see you guys on the other side.”

“See ya,” you waved as Ten shut the door. Turning back to Jaemin, you saw he had moved to one of the last doors in the hall, glaring at the door. “You okay?”

“Yeah…” he faced you then as you reached him, before he wrapped an arm around your waist, “you really do look amazing.”

“You don’t look too bad yourself,” you complimented, earning a small kiss on the cheek.

Jaemin opened the door, and instead of seeing his parents and sister as you had expected, it was just a single person seated in front of a mirror.

“I thought vampires didn’t show up in mirrors,” you joked, hoping to mask the surprise you and Jaemin felt upon seeing the soon to be king waiting in Jaemin’s family room. Yuta laughed before he stood up tall.

His suit jacket and pants were fully encrusted in ruby and Alexandrite, and with the countless rings on his fingers and the way his hair was combed, there was no doubt he was set to be king.

You saw in the mirror Jaemin’s eye go white before flipping back to their natural brown.

“So you know why I’m here,” Yuta noted the change, moving closer to you both.

“For me, my answer is yes. It hasn’t changed from last time you asked,” Jaemin looked towards you, a small smirk forming on his lips. He looked so handsome, you wished for a second that Yuta wasn’t there so you could be alone, but you blinked the thought away. “I’ll give you two some space.”

This surprised you as Jaemin stepped out of his family room, sending a wink your way before shutting the door. Your boyfriend who was once insecure about a potential future had grown a lot in the time since you had first met.

You met Yuta’s gaze, gesturing for him to speak.

“Well, I really have two things to ask.”

You stayed silent, watching as he fidgeted under your gaze before he cleared his throat to continue. “I’ll be adding a position to my cabinet, and while I respect your father, I would rather your opinion.”

“What do you mean?” You asked.

“I will be adding the position of human liaison, and the position is yours, if you take it.”

You felt immediate guilt. Yuta had the full belief you were still a full human, offering a position to the reason he was forced into being king. You couldn’t bear to hide the truth from him any longer- he deserved to know why his sibling died.

“Yuta… I should tell you something.”

At this, he tilted his head, prompting you to continue. Nervously, you explained the truth about your parentage, how you were sent to the surface thanks to the death of hundreds of mythics. Yuta listened intently as you explained how you learned the truth two years back. You were glad you had a good grasp on your powers now, if not the nerves may have caused you to burst into flames.

It was quiet as you finished and this information settled on the Yuta.

“So, you didn’t have a choice in how you got to earth, and your father tried to force you into a position of power you didn’t want?” Yuta asked, a surprising smirk appearing on his face. This was not the reaction you expected him to have considering you just told him you were the reason his sibling died.

“I… guess that’s one way of putting it.”

Yuta laughed, “it’s okay. Thank you for telling me, but, does this mean you won’t be the human liaison?”

You blinked quickly, stunned at how he moved on so quickly and still asked you to have such an important position. “I… I mean… yeah I would love the job,” you paused, “what was the second question?”

*****

Hell was rough.

Jaemin’s daily routine consisted of getting his soul yanked out for a few hours on end by Satan so his gifts could be utilized. He would have done it for all eternity if it meant you weren’t there- but he was glad to be back on earth with you.

Two years with you were a gift. You were the better of the pair- a fact you would always try to counter, but nothing would ever change Jaemin’s mind. You were always helping him break out of his shell, and you had a charisma he was always in awe of. You made him feel like he mattered, and somehow always knew the right thing to say to him. So, when his future began to line up with Yuta asking Jaemin to be the leader of the mythics until a democratically elected official could be selected, the only reason he felt remotely confident was because of you.

The coronation would be in a large balcony that overlooked the main ballroom. The founding families had started out of the curtains first, a silence now emanating from the ballroom upon the sight of them. You were nervous, your hands shaking. Jaemin took your free hand, the other occupied by the copy of Frankenstein Yuta had handed to you. There was a nearly blinding light pointed to the large balcony as you and Jaemin’s parents stepped out. You had to use what little strength you had to not flinch and just stare straight ahead. Moving through the carpeted path through the oligarchy families, you found yourselves in small rows, yourself now next to Ten.

Jaemin knew Yuta planned to ask you to be a part of his council, but was surprised that Yuta actually asked you to be the one to hold the book he was to swear in on. The job typically went to family, or other high ranking officials, but Jaemin understood that Yuta’s intention with this question served multiple purposes.

One, was likely to announce the addition of the new council position. The second reason, though, Jaemin felt unsure of.

Silent seconds passed but it felt like an eternity as the rest of the oligarchy families moved through the center and into their rows, before a small orchestra began to play from below. Everyone turned towards the curtains as they rose, showing the soon to be former Queen. She looked stunning from every angle. A golden halo sat on her head that matched her golden faerie wings perfectly. Gracefully, she slowly walked down the center path, and as she did, everyone in the oligarchy began to bow, and you both followed suit.

Jaemin was so proud of you. The coronation was just as dull as he expected- the Queen making a speech that almost made him fall asleep, but as you slipped through the oligarchies to hold Yuta’s book, he felt himself light up. You were ethereal. Next to a fairy and a vampire, you were the most enchanting. The moment came and went, and once you returned to your spot, Jaemin squeezed your hand tightly to reassure you.

Yuta spoke much less than Taeyong’s mother, mainly outlining some plans and thanking everyone for guiding him on his journey to preparing for this role. Before you both knew it, the Oligarchy exited, and the festivities began.

You and Jaemin were dancing near the center of the dance floor, when you leaned in, “why do you think his crown is a crown of thorns?”

The crown that sits on the King or Queen of the oligarchy changes its form to whoever head it sits upon. Going from a golden halo on the Queen, to suddenly become an iron crown of thorns on the vampire King, was jarring to say the least.

“Hm, sounds like a new mystery for you to solve,” Jaemin teased.

“No, more like for us to solve,” you smirked, earning a laugh from Jaemin. Us.

“I love you, blue.”

“And I love you, Jae.”

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