#Dark Halloween is the Color of Love

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Eternal Darkness Party

Obtainability: Limited for the “Dark Halloween is the Color of Love” event shop. This is a event bonus memoria and it should be kept in case of a rerun.  

MLB Effect: Attack Down [35%] (All / 1 Turn)

Effect Definitions:

Attack Down is a Debuff that will decrease the target’s base attack.

TLDR: “Eternal Darkness Party” is good for Magia Stall Teams and for Free-to-Play players who don’t have many memoria to use. However if you do have better memoria to field, this becomes Enhancement Fodder (or alternatively it belongs in the Memoria Vault Jail if you want to save it for the possibility of an event rerun).

Review: “Eternal Darkness Party” is okay. There are many better memoria to use in the game, and its usage is diminished by how good your account is. 

Attack Down is a good effect for Magia Stall teams (and to a lesser extent, so is Damage Down). At a percentage of 35% and with a relatively low cooldown at six turns, “Eternal Darkness Party” should be helpful in debuffing the enemy, ensuring that troublesome bosses deal as little damage to you as possible. On a Magia Stall team, you can equip multiple Attack Down active memoria, allowing you to blanket the enemy in debuffs for as many turns in a row as you can. So if you plan on using Magia Stall strategies in situations such as the Hundred Evils, multiple memoria with Attack Down are a good thing to have.

Other Attack Down memoria include:

(Limited Gacha 4*) “Even Games Are Serious” Attack Down [65%] (One / 1 Turn) & Defense Up [52.5%] (Self / 1 Turn)  

(Limited Gacha 4*) “The True Gift Was the Smile” Attack Down [65%] & Dazzle [100%] (One / 1 Turn)

(Limited Gacha 4*) “For This Fine Day” Attack Down [50%] & Damage Down [45%] (One / 1 Turn)

(4*) “The Way Home after the Rain (Mito)” Attack Down [50%] & Defense Down [45%] (All / 1 Turn)

(4*) “Hiding the Real Me” Attack Down [50%] (One / 1 Turn) & Skill Quicken [100%] (Self / 1 Turn)

(Limited Welfare 3*) “Eternal Darkness Party” Attack Down [35%] (All / 1 Turn)  

(Limited Gacha 3*) “Wash Away The Past” Attack Down [35%] & Fog [100%] (One / 1 Turn)  

(Limited Gacha 3*) “Light Attributed Characters” Attack Down [35%] & Dazzle [45%] (One / 1 turn)

(3*) “The Way Home after the Rain (Leila)” Attack Down [35%] (One / 1 Turn) & Darkness [100%]

(4*) “An Inhabitant from Another World” Attack Down [30%] & Charm [42.5%] (All / 1 turn)

(Limited Gacha 3*) “Keep Promises in the Heart” Attack Down [30%] & Defense Down [30%] (One / 1 Turn)

(Limited Welfare 3*) “A Place of Ease” Attack Down [30%] (All / 1 Turn)

(2*) “Busy After School” Attack Down [30%] (One / 1 Turn)

This is a long list, even when editing it for what most players are likely to have. Still, it’s unlikely a player will have all of these, as several are limited and even the four-stars might be hard to grab considering how large the unlimited pool is these days. Additionally, free-to-play players, for whom the Magia Stall strategy is most useful for, are probably going to be lacking in memoria selection. Therefor while “Eternal Darkness Party” isn’t as good as several of these, it’s also still helpful when you don’t have many on hand.

So... the usefulness of this memoria depends on what memoria you have and what teams you’re using. If you need to use a Magia Stall team, then this will be helpful. If you don’t have a lot of Attack Down memoria, then this will be helpful. 

Outside of that, you can chuck it into the Memoria Vault Jail in case the event is eventually rerun. Alternatively you can use it as Enhancement Fodder.

[from-the-gray-spaces]

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[y-unrei]

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[clubartaesthetic]

"I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers."

L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

[dramalama69]

Covered in dust & A lot of rust, Is a part of me full of hunger trying to wander. The hunger is named 'love' to consume it is rough, to embrace it is tough. One drinks it with a silver spoon, the other with a knife. What's then common? Its power to shorten ones life. -Shabnam (me)

[touhoutunes]

Title: Scary Halloween Show

Arrangement: ARM

Vocals: ビートまりお, あまね, めらみぽっぷ, ランコ, 556t, あいかぴん, ちよこ, ARM, & 96

Album: Scary Halloween Show

Circle: IOSYS

Original: Love-Colored Master Spark, Oriental Dark Flight, Magus Night

[opens-up-4-nobody]

I desperately need to be a scene kid for Halloween this year

[queeraak]

i must confess that fall is the worst season in my opinion and i don't know why people like it. everything bad about the world is represented in october - november

[reity]

i literally can’t stop comparing myself to my bfs ex(my ex friend) when i do anything 💀💀 like girl please stop . why did my bf have to date someone so similar to me

[theshadowrealmitself]

Filling out forms that ask me questions I don’t really think about so I’m googling stuff like “least favorite color” to compare with with other people’s answers, feeling like a robot trying to blend in

[saturninemysticthreads]

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[magiamemoriareview]

The Duo's Entwined Path

Obtainability: Limited to completing the “Dark Halloween is the Color of Love” event story.  

MLB Effect: Redraw Discs

Effect Definitions:

Redraw Discs will replace that turns’ discs with a new set from the available pool.

TLDR: “The Duo's Entwined Path” is a good niche memoria that is either extraordinarily helpful or completely useless. It’s worth keeping.

Review: “The Duo's Entwined Path” is a simple memoria with a simple effect. You either need it or you don’t. It can help shuffle disks if you get a particularly bad set. Of course, it won’t directly increase your damage or protect you in any way– but indirectly, it can help better set up a puella combo or a connect, which could give that effect.

Naturally you won’t always get a better disk set, even if you use this memoria. However, you can reset the game and try again if you’re willing to spend some time on it.

I’ve seen this memoria, alongside several others that also give Redraw Discs, in Kimochi to try and mitigate some of the RNG. If you need to make sure a specific characters gets at least one accele disc in a turn, you can equip two or three of these on different units to try and ensure that happens.

Of course, this means you are sacrificing potential damage by not using other active memoria. However this could be worth it if you’ve determined a good path for your gameplay.

Other Redraw Disc memoria include (but not including personals):

(Limited Welfare 4*) “The Duo's Entwined Path” Redraw Discs

(Mirrors Shop 4*) “The Exhibition Will Open Soon! Please Pay Attention!” Redraw Discs

(4*) “Garnish Everything Cutely” Redraw Discs

Lastly, I recommend keeping this memoria even if you already have other Redraw Disc memoria. You never know when you’ll need more than one or two, and this means you can equip two different Redraw Disc memoria on the same character.

[finchilyflawless]

Im not a girl, but I’m a Fall Girlie

[vampfairywitch]

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[jaylalolz]

❛ 𝐌𝐑 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 ❜ . . . nicholas chavez

ENEMY!reader x ENEMY!nicholas

SUMMARY, Nicholas didn’t enjoy attending parties, but he was forced to attend one. he immediately is drawn to a fascinating girl he saw, with a mask, only to discover that she is his only enemy.

WARNINGS, smuttyyyy

A/N, i love this plot sm. i hope you guys enjoy!! make sure to heart and leave a comment 🪽

The Halloween party was full, the throbbing beat of the music vibrating through the walls of the old house. Fog machines puffed clouds of smoke that snaked between costumed dancers, and the flashing strobe lights made it hard to tell where one person ended and another began. Everyone was masked, faces hidden behind elaborate disguises. Nicholas stood near the edge of the dance floor, observing the chaos around him through the dark eyeholes of his Ghostface mask.

He hated parties, hated the noise, hated the feeling of people crowding in too close. But what he hated most of all was her. Yet here he was, lingering on the outside because she was supposed to be here tonight. He didn’t know why it mattered—maybe he just wanted to see what kind of ridiculous costume she’d chosen. Probably something overly dramatic, like her personality.

Nicholas tugged at the sleeve of his black robe, adjusting the plastic knife in his hand. His friends had laughed when he chose the Ghostface costume, saying it was cliché. But right now, he was thankful for the anonymity it provided. He could watch, unbothered, shielded by the mask.

He scanned the room. People twirled and laughed, faces painted in ghoulish shades of makeup, masks obscuring their identities. Then he saw her.

She stood at the bar, her dark curls cascading down her back, black lace gloves covering her hands as she leaned against the counter. She was dressed in a black corset, the burgundy velvet of her skirt flowing around her legs. Her lips were painted a deep red, and even through her masquerade mask, Nicholas could tell she was trouble.

He didn’t know who she was, but there was something magnetic about her. Something familiar, though he couldn’t place it.

His feet moved before his brain could catch up, taking him toward the bar where she stood. She was sipping from a crimson-colored drink, her eyes scanning the crowd with an air of detached amusement.

Nicholas cleared his throat as he approached, and she turned to look at him, her gaze flicking over his Ghostface costume. She raised an eyebrow, but there was a hint of a smirk playing on her lips.

“Nice mask,” she said, her voice smooth, but there was an edge to it, like she wasn’t easily impressed.

“You too,” he replied, though he had no idea what her costume was supposed to be. He wasn’t exactly up to date on vampire shows or whatever dark, gothic look she was pulling off.

She tilted her head, her eyes glittering beneath the mask. “Katherine.”

“Ghostface,” he shot back, earning him a chuckle.

Without another word, she downed the rest of her drink, then slid the glass across the bar. Her gloved hand extended toward him, a playful challenge in her eyes. “Dance?”

He hesitated for a second. Dancing wasn’t his thing, but something about her made it hard to say no. Maybe it was the mystery, the way her body moved with fluid grace, or the way she didn’t seem to care what anyone thought. And that smirk—it was infuriatingly tempting.

He grabbed her hand, the warmth of her fingers a surprise through the lace gloves, and let her lead him onto the dance floor.

The music shifted to something slower but still pulsing with energy, the bass thrumming through his chest. Around them, people swayed, masks blending into the darkened space, the flashing lights creating a disorienting blur of color.

She moved in closer, her body pressing against his as they danced. Nicholas felt the sharpness of her hips against his as she swayed, her arms snaking up around his neck. The contact sent a jolt through him, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he moved with her, their bodies falling into rhythm.

For a moment, he forgot about everything—the party, the rivalry, the irritation that always bubbled under the surface when he thought of her. All that existed was the masked woman in front of him, and the strange pull between them.

She tilted her head up, her lips barely an inch from his ear. “You dance better than I thought.”

“Don’t let it go to your head,” Nicholas muttered, his voice low, but there was no venom in his tone. It was strange, the way she was getting under his skin, making him forget about the person he usually was—the person who was always at odds with someone else.

“Big talk for someone hiding behind a mask,” she teased, her breath warm against his neck.

“You’re one to talk,” he shot back, his grip tightening on her waist. The banter felt effortless, but different. There wasn’t the usual bite to it. Just an undercurrent of something electric.

She let out a low laugh, her body pressing even closer, her hand sliding up to his mask. “What if I take it off?”

He froze, his heart thudding. For some reason, he didn’t want her to know who he was. Not yet.

“What if I don’t want you to?” he replied, his voice a little rougher, his thumb brushing over the fabric of her glove.

She paused, eyes flicking up to meet his through her mask. For a moment, the space between them crackled with tension—like they were standing on the edge of something neither of them quite understood.

Instead, her lips curled into a small, knowing smirk. Without a word, she nodded toward the stairs, a silent invitation.

Nicholas hesitated for a second, his thoughts tangled. Should he do this? But something about the way she moved, the subtle tilt of her head. It felt different. More dangerous.

And despite every instinct telling him to walk away, he found himself moving toward her.

She turned and started up the stairs, her skirt swaying with each step, and Nicholas followed, his heartbeat quickening. He wasn’t sure what was happening, but he couldn’t stop himself from being drawn into whatever this was. The rest of the party faded away behind them, the noise muffled as they climbed higher, leaving the crowd below.

At the top of the stairs, she paused, glancing back at him with that same mischievous smile. "Coming?" she asked, her voice a little breathless, though still laced with challenge.

"Do I have a choice?" he muttered, his tone sharp, though his feet kept moving toward her.

"You always have a choice, ghostface," she replied, her gaze flicking over him like she was daring him to turn back.

But he didn’t.

She led him down a quiet hallway, stopping in front of a door that was cracked slightly open. Her fingers brushed the doorknob before she pushed it open wider, revealing a small, dimly lit room. It looked like a guest bedroom, draped in soft shadows from the single lamp in the corner. The sound of the party downstairs seemed miles away now, the noise distant and muted.

She stepped inside, casting a glance over her shoulder. "So," she said, her voice lower now, softer, but still carrying that familiar edge, "was the dance everything you expected?"

Nicholas stepped into the room, closing the door behind him, the click of the latch loud in the quiet space. He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching her with careful eyes. "What are you playing at?"

She shrugged, moving to the center of the room, her fingers trailing along the edge of the bed. "Who says I’m playing?"

"Why did you invite me back here," he shot back, his eyes narrowing.

Her lips quirked up, but it wasn’t the smug smile he was used to. There was something else there, something more dangerous hiding just beneath the surface. "Wanna play a game, Mr ghostface?," she said quietly, turning to face him fully.

Nicholas swallowed, his throat suddenly dry.

"Yes" he says, his voice more certain than he intended.

She stepped closer, her fingers brushing lightly against his chest. "Simon says.. lay on the bed" Her eyes searched his, her hand lingering over the fabric of his shirt.

Nicholas tensed under her touch, his heart pounding. Every fiber of his being told him this was a trap, that she was playing with him. But another part of him, the part that had spent the entire night dancing with her, wasn’t so sure.

"Okay" he says, his voice barely above a whisper. He lays down right at the center of the bed.

She looked up at him, her eyes dark. She starts crawling to him in all fours and sits on his crotch; making him gasp. “Wanna make a deal with the devil?”

Her words hung in the air between them, thick and heavy with the weight of everything unsaid. Nicholas felt his pulse quicken, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of what was happening.

Before he could think about it any longer, she was closer, her breath warm against his neck as she looked up at him. Her hand slid up, fingers lightly grazing his neck. "What’s the matter, Ghostface?" she murmured, her voice teasing but softer now, more intimate. "Scared of a challenge?"

But instead, he reached out, his fingers sliding through the soft curls at the back of her neck, pulling her closer. "I never back down from a challenge," he whispered, his breath mingling with hers.

Her eyes flickered with something unreadable, and for a moment, they were frozen, caught between something much more dangerous.

She took a slow, deliberate lean closer, looking up at him with that same devilish smile. “Simon says.. take my corset off”

He hesitated for just a fraction of a second, but then his hand moved finding the ribbons on her corset and untying them. She didn't move, her eyes locked on his, and the air between them crackled with tension.

"Good boy," she said softly, her lips curving up into a satisfied smile.

“Tell me you want this.” she demands

He nods his head eagerly. “Y-Yes i want it..” he says softly.

"You wanna grind a bit baby?" she smirks in interest. He nods in desperation, dying for it at this point.

He undoes his belt and is about to undo his jeans. His bulge is visible when he unzips, but it is kept hidden by his briefs.

He gently begins to rub himself up and down against her as he rubs his confined erection against her covered core. Her lips parted with an involuntary whimper into his as her gut clenched a sharp knot at the sensitivity.

Her lips twitched at his mercy, pressing herself up against him through the flimsy covering they wore. Her legs began to expand, which allowed him an enormous amount of access. He stretches out his hand to take a firm hold of her hair. "Fuck sakes—that feels good." she responds, pushing his bulge up and down.

He grabs her throat with a forceful motion and turns them over onto the large bed. He reaches down into her panties and runs two fingers up her slit while hovering above her. "Are you soaking wet for me, princess?"

He touched her clit, and she parted my lips. He holds her throat, caressing her core with his fingers.

"You sure you want this?" For the last time, he says. She nods rapidly, aching all over now and pleading to feel him. She cusses, unable to wait any longer, "Please fuck me."

He slowly presses his hips forward while maintaining his position. He drives his tip inside her calmly, her body stretching around him. "Fuck..." He lets out a low sigh.He gives a deep sigh of relief as he pushes just past the head, freezing with just enough. Along with the sensation came a surge of intense pressure and pleasure.

He tries to ease her into the change very slowly, rocking with only half of himself.

“Shit.." He whispers to himself. "You're so tight”

He continues to press until she eventually feels his hips reach the back of her thigh, which was now fully in contact with his chest. She threw back her head and stretched a little, gasping out as she was so full and tight around him. "I can feel you clench around me.." With a stutter of delight, he stammers into the air, the squeeze tightly holding him.

He begins to make more rhythmic hip movements. She felt a warm sensation of pleasure begin to flare up in her lower abdomen as he began to swear. She arched her back involuntarily, but he quickly secured her back into a flat position on the bed.

"Yes— right there." she cried out in pleasure. Her fingers came in contact with her mask as she yanks it out of her face.

It hit him like a punch to the gut.

It was her. His rival. The girl he couldn't stand-the one who always got under his skin, who infuriated him more than anyone else.

The realization sent a thrill of anger— and something else-coursing through him. “Fuck!” She presses against his shoulder as he loses control and grips the back of her neck, slamming her against him. She gasped at the abrupt angle, but before she could react, he grabbed hold of her and began thrusting up into her.

He shouldn’t have continued what he was doing when he realized she was rival his him. But instead, it motivated him to move more quickly. She slams her head back against the mattress. Her thighs quivering in his presence. She was so wrapped up in my own thoughts that she didn't say anything during the high.

She groans at the sensitivity even though she was suddenly exhausted by his sloppy and sluggish thrusting. She couldn't take her eyes off him, even if her lids were heavy.

He twitches inside her, then instantly releases his hold on her stomach by pulling out. Releasing in his climax, he was death grasping the bed cushion above and behind her head. his big hands gripping her sides and his head was buried in her chest.

“Are you gonna take your mask off?”

“I think It’s best If I don’t”

[staff]

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