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Is this thing on? Hello?
We’re back, blowing the dust off this old account since Twitter has become (more) of a trash fire. We’ll be putting all our episodes here, as we work on getting them onto YouTube.
In the meantime, enjoy the first episode of our current season.
Welcome to Season Six! Rai is retiring from permanent co-host duty so you're all stuck with me (Monica) and a rotating door of our friends. Fear not, Rai will still join us from time to time. And don't worry - we remain two queer people speaking with authority about games, and we absolutely will still swear (die mad about it). In today's episode D and Monica sit down to really get into the ins and outs of designing good resource management games. We talk about what you need to consider as a designer and break down how you can avoid common pitfalls. We also cite a handful of excellent games you can try that use their resources extremely well.
In the Extended Cut:
Starting the work day, weird dreams, and a good sandwich
Behind the scenes of Scion 2e
The mysteries of PEMDAS
More fun rules from The Other Side
#bonus experience#bxp podcast#podcast#tabletop rpg podcast#ttrpg#ttrpg podcast#ttrpg design#D&D#D&D design#D&D design podcast#d&d podcast#exalted rpg#exalted 3e#exalted essence#game designer#ttrpg game designer#ttrpg game design
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not "i ship these characters" or "i want them to bond platonically" but a secret 3rd thing (I want them to be forced to interact by the Narrative bc they would HATE that)
#who needs romance when i can watch two narrative foils painfully tolerate each other's existence#bonus points if they are forced to Work Together To Solve A Problem#and they end up working surprisingly well together!#they make a surprisingly effective team!#they even confide some backstory with each other & bond a bit & understand each other better#and when it's all over they shake hands & amicably agree that they still cannot fucking stand each other#'this was an interesting sidequest & I'm glad we got to experience it.#but all things considered i genuinely never want to see your face again'#Enemies to Chained-Up-In-An-Abandoned-Bathroom-Together#to Enemies#two stray cats forced to share a cat carrier for a trip to the vet
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#surprise couple!#mf ship bracket#mf ship bracket 2023#bonus round#kylo ren#rey#reylo#anti-reylo#star wars#unsure how to tag these i've been relying wholly on amanda's research and fandom experience.#ummmmm#king charles#royal family#camilla parker bowles#parasites in chief in their idiot hats#full credit to amanda messaging me at 4am like “i think reylo could beat king charles and camilla. food for thought”#hope u guys enjoy <3#like i said. this is my little thought experiment#anti reylo tag here like . do we need anti monarchy too. sorry this one is hateful
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did a piece in the LU server's gift exchange ! something of survival and reunions and smug little shadowguys
#LU5thGiftX#linked universe#lu#shadow lu#four lu#vio lu#green lu#wolfie lu#twilight lu#warriors lu#wild lu#legend lu#blue lu#red lu#wind lu#hyrule lu#sky lu#time lu#dragon doodles#I really hope my giftee ends up liking it! this was my first exchange and I was somewhat stressed but I'm pretty happy with the end result#ended up doing several art things I haven't done in ages AND tried several new art things. was a pretty good experience! :D#why did I decide to manually cel-shade those patterned blankets though. something's wrong with me LOL#next day bonus fun fact this was initially conceptualized as an animated short. this obviously didn't work out xD but the heart's there
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SV scenario where Shen Jiu is also Shen Yuan's Meimei.
Trans egg SJ never got to examine her gender identity very much in her first life. What with all the enslavement, abuse (given as well as received), misunderstandings, betrayals, dismemberment, and death, there was far too much for her to ever come to terms with a set of concepts she'd never really had the luxury to entertain. By the time Shen Jiu was a peak lord, the Shen Qingqiu persona was locked in, and any dreams of a different life or inclinations to the contrary of her role were ruthlessly quashed by SJ herself.
But when SJ finally dies and her soul is free to reincarnate (taking a few more memories than usual along for the ride), she has mixed feelings about being born as the youngest daughter of a wealthy family.
The mixed feelings don't actually last long, though after a while she starts to wonder why the fates would grant her a reprieve? Maybe remembering her past life is her punishment, because it's certainly the worst part of her new situation. Her parents are indulgent, her older brothers all dote on her and spoil her, and when she tests limits she's only gently rebuked if she gets rebuked at all. Not only is she allowed to wear fine dresses and look pretty, she's expected to (actually the expectation does chafe, a bit). But even when she uses foul language, skips classes, reads controversial books, and commits myriad other tiny rebellions, no real retribution ever comes of it.
Even despite everything, after some years Shen Jiu starts to become... not complacent, but perhaps calmer would be a better description. She has a stable future handed to her on a silver platter. Very few things remind her of her past, either. She can read books about snotty highborn lords getting railed by werewolves as readily as classics of literature or academic papers on science, business, culture, politics, or whatever else takes her fancy. Her family doesn't even put demands on her to marry, despite some of her mother's hints in that direction. For the first time, Shen Jiu has a life where it seems like she can't fail, she can only succeed however much she wants to. It's like having nowhere to go but up, except without the part about hitting rock bottom.
A foolish set of assumptions, in the end. There's always something to lose.
When Shen Yuan suddenly dies, Shen Jiu recognizes the sinister hand of the same entity which oversaw her own reincarnation. One which had visited her dreams quite recently, trying to tempt her back to her first life with offers of being able to change the past. It wasn't even difficult to deny it. Shen Jiu doesn't believe she could change what happened, and she doesn't really want to try. Her one regret is what happened to that person, the one who died so horribly while rushing to her rescue, and even that, she doesn't know how she would change (because she still doesn't know why he bothered in the first place).
But how dare the System God take the silliest and softest of her brothers to try and fix her accursed first life?! Luo Binghe will eat him alive! Cang Qiong will mistake him for a demon or a madman or worse, and throw him into some cell somewhere, if they don't just kill him outright!
Shen Meimei tries to negotiate with the System, but it tells her the window of opportunity for her to go back instead has passed. Smarmy piece of shit. There's nothing she can do without supernatural help, however, except bide her time and wait for another "window of opportunity". It's in the midst of this that she discovers PIDW, and its (terrible) account not only of the broad strokes of her first life and death, but of what came afterwards. That little beast really wrecked the world, huh? And all those women, too. She's never been more grateful to have not figured herself out in her first life. But at least with access to this information, she can try and prepare more. (She's suspicious of who actually wrote this account as well -- is Luo Binghe himself in this world? Better to leave it now, in that case, before he inevitably makes another bid for power and destroys everything in his wake all over again!)
When the System finally gives her an opportunity to go back (as herself, or rather "Bonus Epilogue Side Character -- Shen Qingqiu's Mysterious Little Sister!") she is braced for any number of outcomes. Shen Yuan could be dead. He could be imprisoned. He could have had his limbs all cut off. He could be stuffed into a pickle jar. He could be hiding or on the run somewhere. Hopefully, he'll be hiding behind that person, confused and distraught but still intact thanks to the sect leader's guilt-driven sense of obligation. Most likely if the same number of years have passed since Shen Yuan "left", he's already been destroyed by Luo Binghe and all Shen Jiu will be able to do is avenge him. But she has some ideas of how to kill the beast, so, she will.
Of course, what she finds is nothing she expected, and almost even worse.
Luo Binghe married her brother?!
Death is too good for him! Shen Jiu's going to skin him alive!!!
#svsss#scum villain#scum villain's self saving system#bingiqu#qijiu bonus: former single-target sexuality self-presumed gay man yue qingyuan experiences attraction to a woman and is ??? about it
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RUINS, pt. 13
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#anyone else have a transcendent experience the first time u realized there were dragons in the sky in botw#just me?#i'll post the rest of this update next week#also!! slate's not going to stop using sign from now on don't worry!!#no totk spoilers in the replies pls#bonus links#bonuslinks#main comic#bonuslinksdotjpg#botw#breath of the wild#skyward sword
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a one man performance
#dcmk#detective conan#kudo shinichi#hattori heiji#mom said it was my turn to draw the dcmk characters in those travel outfits#believe it or not i've already cut out a lot of text from this so if none of the logic makes sense just trust me on it#hey guys it's been a bit.. i've been Experimenting#big fan of dots atm#i'll be back in hopefully less than 3 weeks with a bonus#my art
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Gay thoughts
#my art stuff#digital art#Gravity falls#stanley pines#grunkle stan#I went there and built a new counter for the sink#the kiss was gonna be a bonus for myself but forgot to do that in my deluded mind after finishing this at FOUR AM.#so now I’m just keeping it#experimenting with a new signature#might play around with how to do this#screentone#plumber#fixing sink#asscrack#plumbers crack#semi-comicbook style#old man ass#kitchen sink#idk man - I’m thowing causion to the wind today apparently#if you read my tags this far - you’re epic#send 🍫 ⭐️ in the replies for a choccy milk ( or anything else you might fancy) cus you’re epic!#I appreciate it - really - thank you
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feng xin likes to come to xuan zhen's palace after a long day grab mu qing like a cat and take a big sniff
#bonus points if mu qing is all domestic in his night robes#then he just drops him in the bed and leaves#meowqing experiences#sometimes mu qing feels fancy and hugs him in return#they never talk about it it just happens#mu qing#feng xin#fengqing#mxtx tgcf#tgcf
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Hello Bonus Babies,
Today Monica invites her friend, Jacqueline Bryk, to join her and discuss something she considers a blank spot in her traditional game literacy: LARP. We discuss what makes a LARP, and general LARP design principles as Jax gives a detailed 101 crash course. We also kick around designing our own together, for a bit. Also discussed in the extended cut (https://www.patreon.com/posts/80223748):
- Jax at MAGFest and Monica's day job
- the implications of torture in games and the meddlesome Victorians
- headcanons for the Scarlet Empress and the Ebon Dragon
- online RPG discourse
#BONUS EXPERIENCE#BXP#BXP Podcast#ttrpg#ttrpg podcast#ttrpg design#ttrpg game designer#TTRPG GAME DESIGN#larp#larp stuff#larp 101#larp resources#larp design#larp designer#dnd#d&d design#D&D podcast
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idk how other people define peak comedy, but for me it's visiting someone else's home and noticing a faint-but-distinguishable cat paw print on the ceiling. Events have Occurred here
#bonus BONUS points if it's not in the corner but appears mysteriously like a crop circle near the middle of the ceiling#you know someone has been forced to experiment with Furniture Rearrangement
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#a rather Regal angle for a rather Regal bird..!#articuno#hey y'all i'm posting this on the same day as the game freak teraleak and hooooooly shit guys?? holy shit??#i'm not gonna talk about any of it here because some folks don't like hearing about leaks or hearing about spoilers or w/e but#holy shit. i heard from a random post on here that all this was spurred because some random game freak employee#fell for a phishing scam in their email. but i find that. very hard to believe?? that folks are just sending phishing scams to gamefreak#so they can leak information about. pokémon#and that game freak employees are stupid enough to fall for them#like i can say “they're programmers they should know this” but i am also a programmer and i also fell for one once#when i was in college. because i just wasn't paying attention. so#y'know. it can happen to anybody. i've been much more diligent about it since but it sucks that often i have to experience#consequences for an action in order to be proactive about it in the future#oh also um a bonus under the cut because the poll tied LOL!
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been thinking about whumpee & music
Whumpee was raised in a lab as a human experiment. All their life they knew nothing but sterile rooms, needles, and beeping machines. A cold, clinical setting where the only proof of life was the monitors displaying their heart rate.
Imagine Whumpee's confusion at the world they find after being rescued by Caretaker & the team. There's colour, new sounds, fresh air. Mundane things spark an insatiable fascination and curiosity in Whumpee, but they were conditioned in the lab not to do anything without instruction so they feel like they can't explore. Their interests are such normal things that Caretaker doesn't even think to tell Whumpee they can have look at them because to Caretaker it doesn't feel necessary.
Kitchen appliances, armchairs, fairy lights, colourful flowers in the garden. But what fascinates Whumpee most is music. They've never heard it before. Why would they have? The lab was restricted to the noise of surgery and science.
They love the melodies, the new sounds, and the variety. But Caretaker rarely plays anything on the speakers, often using headphones instead because they don't want to accidentally disturb Whumpee. Whumpee thinks about the headphones for hours and hours, but never touches them, scared of the consequences.
But one day curiosity gets the better of them. Caretaker walks into their room to find Whumpee sitting in the middle of the floor wearing their headphones, rocking back and forth gently to whatever is playing in their ears. Caretaker has never seen them look so content.
#i'll leave it up to you to decide what caretaker does next#but bonus points if it involves sharing the headphones (yk the wire earbuds) and them listening to the music together#whump#whumpee#recovery whump#whump ideas#whump prompt#lab whump#whumpblr#experiment whump#human experiment whumpee
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Thinking about Powder and Viktor and their creations
And how those creations lead them to...
#silco was a criminal boss and singed was his partner#this means if viktor was drawn to singed and powder was drawn to silco through each of their creations#then it would be another parallel they would have if they ended up working together. bonus if it foreshadows their roles with one another#IN THIS ESSAY I WILL-#i think its probably notable how singed appealed to viktor's loneliness and care for others (especially ones in the same position as him#aka rio)#while silco appealed to powder's anger and want for care (especially as he took from his own experience and projected it onto her)#and i just want to point out. the use of affection. the affectionnnnn#singed's hand on vik's shoulder 'we can be loners together'#silco hugging powder 'we'll show them. we will show them all'#the use of 'we' makes it so personal too#aggghghgggg#arcane#viktor#viktor arcane#jinx#jinx arcane#powder#powder arcane#mettys posts#metty posts
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trial romance
Pairing: Malleus Draconia x gn!reader
Synopsis: since you were going to be put in an arranged marriage anyways, you decided to let yourself experience a normal teenage romance first!
Tags: fluff, slow burn, rent-a-boyfriend mallesu, mutual pining nrc and sra are mixed schools, reader has an elder brother, reader is royalty
Word count: 2.7k+
Notes: woooh sorry for neglecting you mal mal :( i hope this fic makes up for it hehe
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You've never really known love.
Born as the second child of a small, but affluent kingdom, you're not sure you have the right to complain. Each day dawns with the assurance of never experiencing hunger, attended to by countless devoted maids catering to your every whim. It's a life of opulence, one that stands in stark contrast to the struggles endured by those grappling with meager wages just to survive.
Still, there remains an ache within you, a yearning for a love that exists in the enchanting tales of old. A love so untainted that it remains steadfast in any circumstance, a love capable of cleansing away all your sorrows, becoming your very reason of existence.
But such a love seems as distant as the stars. After all, you're bound by the responsibilities as the second princess. Unlike your elder brother who inherits the throne, you are a mere pawn in the intricate game of politics, destined for an arranged marriage rather than a fufiling romance.
In a rare display of benevolence, your father granted you a fleeting taste of freedom, sending you off to live under a false identity at the renowned Royal Sword Academy on Sage Island. Three precious years, promising a respite from the constraints of duty, and you promised to seize each moment and savour the life of a normal person who yearned for love.
Which brings you back to the present moment.
"Jellyfish are such fascinating creatures, don't you think so dear?"
The man stands tall beside you, his golden locks catching the ambient blue glow within the aquarium, lending him an almost ethereal air. His emerald eyes fix upon you, awaiting your response.
You return his gaze, captivated by the way the light dances in his eyes. A soft smile graces your lips as you consider his question.
"They are indeed fascinating," you reply, your voice carrying a hint of admiration. "They move with such grace and fluidity, it's like they're dancing through the water."
He hums at your response, fix focus shifting back onto the creatures drifting in the display.
He's a peculiar man, no doubt. It's puzzling to fathom the sort of individual who would boldly advertise their boyfriend rental services on Magicam. Especially someone as strikingly handsome as he appears to be; you would have assumed he'd have no shortage of admirers or suitors.
But you suppose you're not really any better, the person who hired said rentable boyfriend.
Though you're a bit ashamed to admit, you harbor a certain discomfort when it comes to meeting new people. And with your identity as a merchant's daughter, you've had few interactions with your schoolmates, leaving you with a shortage of friends, let alone a romantic relationship.
It was in then that you stumbled upon his listing.
And now, here you are, on your first ever date, exploring an aquarium together.
"Do you mind telling me what dates you're free?" you ask casually as you stroll towards the tropical section, bathed in the vivid hues of exotic marine life.
He trails alongside you, his presence exuding an air of calmness. "Dates...?" he muses, his tone tinged with intrigue. "Ah, you wish to see me another time, I presume?"
You cast your gaze downwards, a hint of bashfulness coloring your cheeks. "Yes... I would like that."
He contemplates for a moment, a hint of concern crossing his features. "Hmm... My fees are quite high you see. Your finances may suffer if you spend too much time with me."
"Hmph. You don't have to be concerned. This money has nowhere else to go anyways," you scoff.
His gaze lingers on you with a hint of curiosity, before a gentle warmth softens his features as he nods. "Very well," he murmurs, his hand reaching out to envelop yours in a tender clasp. With a delicate gesture, he presses a fleeting kiss upon the back of your hand, his voice resonating with anticipation, "I look forward to seeing you more often, my dear."
Aquarium Date ✅
First Date ✅
"You seem quite troubled by this book. Is something the matter?" Mal asked, peering over the edge of his book, eyes sparkling with curiosity.
He sat across from you, textbooks and notebooks scattered between you, each page turned with a quiet reverence. The library was bathed in a soft glow, the gentle hum of whispers filling the air like a comforting melody.
You glanced up from your own notes, running a hand through your hair in a gesture of resignation. "I have a test coming up for Magic Analysis, but I always get so overwhelmed with information I forget the details."
"Magic Analysis... Perhaps you're approaching it from the wrong angle," Mal suggested, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. "What if we break it down into smaller, more manageable chunks? We could create a study plan together."
The idea sparked a glimmer of hope within you, the prospect of tackling the daunting material with a structured approach feeling suddenly within reach. "That... actually sounds like a good idea," you admitted, a tentative smile forming on your lips.
"Alright," Mal began, his eyes alight with enthusiasm. "Shall I give you a demonstration?"
There's something to his smile that worries you slightly.
Study Date ✅
The quaint café bustled with life, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the sweet scent of pastries.
Mal's eyes sparkled curiously as he scanned the menu, his fingers tracing the various options with keen interest. "This place is quite charming," he remarked.
You smiled, a flutter of warmth blooming in your chest at his appreciation. "I'm glad you like it. I heard it's one of the best spots in town. Have you decided what to order?"
His brows furrow lightly. "I'm not sure... They all look quite enticing..."
"How about a parfait then? You can choose different flavours of ice cream too," you suggested, gesturing to the other page.
Malleus's gaze followed your gesture, his eyes alight with anticipation. "Ice cream, you say? That sounds delightful," he replied, a spark of childlike excitement dancing in his expression.
You couldn't help but mirror that smile.
Cute Cafe Date ✅
The night stretched out before you like an endless canvas, painted with a myriad of twinkling stars scattered across the indigo sky. Cradled in the comforting embrace of a soft blanket spread out on the grass, you lay your head gently upon Mal's shoulder, feeling the steady rhythm of his breath as you gaze upwards.
"It's breathtaking..." you murmur softly, your voice barely above a whisper, not wanting to disturb the tranquil stillness of the night.
His hand finds yours, fingers intertwining in a silent gesture of affection. "The sight never fails to captivate me," he responds, his voice tinged with awe. "I'm often reminded of how quickly time passes when I stargaze."
Lifting your head slightly, you steal a glimpse of his face, illuminated by the ethereal glow of the night sky. "Ah... Fae are known for their longevity, aren't they?" you remark, reaching up to tuck a stray lock of his blonde hair behind his pointed ears. "Is that part of the reason why you became a rentable boyfriend?"
He smiles ruefully. "Partly so," he admits. "My mentor suggested it as a means of broadening my perspective and gaining new experiences.
A giggle escapes your lips. What's with that? To think you're doing this for educational purposes..." you tease, though the chill of reality briefly brushes against your thoughts. "I hope you've at least had fun?"
"Absolutely." He envelops both of your hands in his own, his gaze unwaveringly earnest as it locks onto yours. "My dear, I've thoroughly enjoyed every second spent with you,"
A blush tinges your cheeks at his sincerity, and you respond softly, "It's the same for me. I had so much fun when I was with you,"
You find yourself ensnared by the ethereal presence of the man before you, his proximity stirring a flurry of emotions within you. His face, mere inches from your own, is illuminated by the soft glow of the twinkling stars, their light mirrored in the depths of his serene emerald eyes. Your heart quickens its pace, thumping so loudly in your chest that it threatens to drown out his next words.
"...Can I kiss you?"
You feel yourself nod slightly.
He tentatively closes the distance between you, his movements deliberate yet achingly tender. His hand, warm and reassuring, cups your cheek, his touch sending shivers of electricity dancing across your skin. The scent of night blossoms and distant pine trees fills your senses, mingling with the heady anticipation swirling in the air.
The kiss is tender at first, a tentative exploration of each other, as if testing the waters of this newfound intimacy. But soon, a surge of desire courses through you, fueling the passion that blooms between you. You lose yourself in the moment, surrendering to the intoxicating whirlwind of emotions that sweeps you away, leaving you breathless and utterly consumed by him.
The sequence of events that followed remains a hazy blur in your memory, the details shrouded in a fog of uncertainty. All you recall with clarity is Mal's familiar presence beside you as he walked you back to the imposing gates of your school hand-in-hand, just as he'd always done.
Just like clockwork, you retrieved a thick envelope from the depths of your bag, its contents weighing heavily on your mind. "Hold this," you instructed quietly.
He stared curiously at your actions. With a practiced fluidity, you extracted a handful of bills from your wallet.. With unwavering composure, you extended the money towards him, your tone devoid of sentimentality. "This is the bonus for kissing," pressing the bills into his palm.
Leaning forward on tiptoes, you planted a chaste farewell kiss upon his cheek, the gesture a stark contrast to the emotionless exchange that had just transpired. "See you next time," you murmured, before turning away.
Each clack of your heels against the pavement resonated within him like a mournful toll, echoing the hollowness that had taken root in his chest. He watched, transfixed, as the last sliver of your silhouette dissolved into the far distance, the bittersweet echoes of your footsteps fading into the twilight.
Dark, menacing clouds stretched ominously across the vast expanse of the sky, casting an eerie pall over the landscape below. Before you realised it, raindrops cascaded from the heavens in a frensied blur.
Stargazing Date✅
First Kiss ✅
The evening air was cool as he led you through the labyrinthine streets of the old city, the cobblestones whispering tales of centuries past beneath your feet. Towering above you, ancient buildings adorned with weathered stone facades loomed like silent sentinels guarding the secrets of bygone eras.
"This way," he beckoned, his voice tinged with excitement as he pulled you along into a narrow alleyway veiled in shadows.
With eager steps, you followed his lead, anticipation coursing through your veins as you delved deeper into the heart of the historic district.
"You know," you mused, breaking the silence as you walked, "when I said you could choose our next date, I never imagined it would involve a trip to the City of Flowers. Have you been here before?"
"I have," he answered. "I was invited here once. There was a magnificent festival here, but I was more interested in the gargoyles."
"The... gargoyles?" you echoed, casting an intrigued glance at the statues that adorned the buildings around you. "There do seem to be quite a few of them."
"They've watched over these buildings for centuries, warding off evil spirits and protecting those within."
"Really? That sounds fascinating," you murmured. "Would you mind telling me more?"
A smile graced his lips, his eyes gleaming with a unbridled glee. "Gladly," he agreed, his voice reverent. "Each one has a story to tell, waiting to be heard by those who seek to listen."
You listened intently as he recounted the legends surrounding these ancient sentinels, his words weaving a captivating narrative that transported you through time. As you continued your exploration of the historic buildings, he regaled you with tales of the city's storied past, his words painting vivid pictures of times long gone.
Somewhere along the line, night had descended like a comforting shroud, cloaking the city in a blanket of darkness. Now, you found yourselves strolling along the tranquil riverbank, the rhythmic lapping of the waves providing a soothing cadence to your thoughts.
Your three years of time is almost up.
Soon, you'd be back in the confines of your childhood room, the familiar walls suffocating with the promise of the same, predictable routine. Then, like a ship launched by an unforgiving wind, you'd be whisked away to wed the spouse your father had chosen, leaving behind your fleeting moments of freedom and the memories far away in your teenage years.
Mal glances sideways at you, noting the unusual quiet that had settled upon you like a shadow. "Is everything alright, my dear?" he inquires, his voice laced with concern.
You pause, grappling with the weight of your impending confession, searching for the right words to convey your thoughts. Finally, you draw in a deep breath, steeling yourself for the revelation to come.
"No... It's not," you confess, your voice faltering slightly as you let go of his hand. "Mal, this... this will be the last time I'm hiring you."
Confusion furrows his brow as he searches your eyes for clarity. "But... why?" he responds, a note of sadness creeping into his tone.
"Because..." you begin, your gaze drifting towards the glistening surface of the river, unable to withstand his earnest gaze. "Because I'm leaving Sage Island. I'll be graduating and returning home, and... and I won't require your services anymore."
"I... see."
A heavy silence descends between you, the weight of your confession hanging in the air like a tangible presence. And as you continued your stroll along the riverbank, the knowledge that this would be your final night together lingered like a bittersweet farewell to the memories you had shared.
His Choice Date ✅
Breakup ✅
You've never liked riding in carriages.
With each clop of the horses' hooves, the entire contraption lurched, sending shivers skittering up your spine. It was a waltz of unease, the sway and groan of leather and wood a discordant melody against the cobblestone streets.
The confines of the cramped cabin also felt suffocating, a gilded cage that further severed your connection to your freedom. But the carriage rolled on, carrying you not just through the mountainous terrain, but towards a future you desperately wished to outrun.
Malleus Draconia was your spouse-to-be.
Throughout your school days, whispers of the famed fae prince from Night Raven College echoed in the halls. Tales spun of his unmatched prowess in Spelldrive, where he emerged victorious alone against all teams, his formidable magical abilities casting a long shadow of fear over his opponents. His towering and menacing presence, coupled with the dark horns that crowned his head, only added to the mystique that surrounded him. You could only hope that beneath this formidable exterior lay a heart capable of kindness, granting you the chance for a peaceful existence.
Though, you wouldn't say you could forgive him for having such a similar name to Mal.
As the carriage comes to a halt, the sound of hooves and wheels ceases, accompanied by a palpable sense of anticipation. With the opening of the carriage door, your guards stand at attention, their expressions solemn yet resolute. "Your Highness, we have arrived," one of them announces, his voice carrying the weight of the moment.
With a deep breath, you gather your resolve, steeling yourself for the encounter that awaits beyond the carriage doors.
Just as your foot grazes the carriage step, a gloved hand extends towards you, reaching out towards you with a graceful assurance.. You glance up to meet the gaze of your betrothed, and for a moment, time seems to stand still.
His eyes are a familiar shade of emerald green. A shade that's grown to be your favourite, in fact.
"M-Mal?" you stammer, the name escaping your lips before you can stop it.
"It's lovely to see you again, my dear," he smiles, as radiant as the sun.
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#lilia definitely saw what teens were doing and asked malleus to become a rentable bf#“good learning experiences” he just wanted mal to meet more ppl and hopefully fall in love#and fell he did :)#he helps mal to disguise hiss identity by making his hair blond and his horns temporarily invisible#but his eyes remain the same#since eyes are the windows to your soul hehe#if ppl like this fic i might write a short bonus where it's lilia lecturing mal how to act like a good boyfriend hahaha#twstnexus#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland x reader#twst imagines#malleus draconia#malleus draconia x reader#twisted wonderland malleus#twst malleus#twst malleus x reader
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#right click and click 'loop' for better viewing experience#also it's 1am#this is way too fun to do#also also I just heard some awful screetching outside my window and apparently it was a barn owl :O#bonus also it took me like an hour to figure out how to post this so it doeasn't look like s*** yay :s
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