#I'm not that kind of talent manhwa

[sober-rain]

!!! spoilers for I'm not that kind of talent !!!

hmm

looking forward to this mess of a family 👍

[loeh]

From the moment he saw your portrait, his life began to change in ways he could hardly understand. At first, he attended the auction out of obligation. He was indifferent to the event until he saw you, captured in a frame, almost lost among the other items on display.

You didn’t stand out at first. Your beauty wasn’t the kind that demanded immediate attention. Yet, when the bidding for your portrait began, he found himself compelled to participate. Was it boredom? A reckless display of wealth? He couldn’t say, even to himself.

The moment he brought your portrait home, he placed it in his room—an odd choice, one that puzzled him. It started as a mere curiosity. What was it about you that had so many people interested? Why did you look so serene, yet so stern?

Your gown, with its deep crimson velvet, was a masterpiece of craftsmanship, clinging to your form like a whispered secret. The intricate lace on the bodice gracefully embraced your delicate shoulders, while the silk train flowed like liquid fire. It was mesmerizing, yet it was your expression that truly captivated him. It wasn’t one of joy or contentment, but of solemness—a quiet command that demanded respect and obedience.

Each night, as he looked upon the portrait, he became more obsessed, wondering who you were, what thoughts filled your mind when you posed for this image. It was as though you had reached out from the canvas, drawing him into a world where he couldn’t escape your gaze, a world where he was slowly losing himself to an obsession he couldn’t explain.

His curiosity had become an all-consuming obsession. The more he stared at your portrait, the more he needed to know about the woman who had captivated him so completely. He scoured records, questioned merchants, and chased down rumors, but for the longest time, his search led nowhere. You seemed to be a ghost, a figure lost to time.

Finally, after what felt like an endless pursuit, he encountered an elderly man who claimed to know your story. The man spoke with a somber tone, revealing that you were once the Crown Princess of a proud and flourishing kingdom. But tragedy had struck when your father’s own brother, betrayed the royal family. He committed treason, igniting a rebellion that tore the kingdom apart.

Despite being outnumbered and facing overwhelming odds, you stood as the last line of defense. You took up arms, leading the loyalists in a desperate attempt to save your home. The man recounted how you fought with unmatched bravery, refusing to yield even as the kingdom crumbled around you. But in the end, your efforts were not enough.

The last anyone saw of you was during a fierce duel with your once loyal knight and lover on the edge of a cliff. Some say you were killed in that final battle; others believe you vanished, your fate a mystery. The man who recounted this tale was none other than the head butler of your kingdom, a loyal servant who had witnessed the downfall firsthand.

Through further questioning, he learned that after your supposed death, your uncle’s reign quickly fell into chaos. The kingdom, once thriving, could not withstand the internal strife and soon succumbed to external wars. These conflicts were so devastating that they effectively erased the kingdom from history, leaving nothing behind but forgotten ruins and faded memories.

The more he uncovered, the deeper his obsession grew. You were no longer just a figure in a painting; you were a tragic heroine. The thought that your story, your life, could be forgotten by time haunted him. He felt an inexplicable connection to you, as if understanding your past could somehow fill the emptiness he felt within himself.

In the end, his search led him to a humble barhouse where you, once a Crown Princess, were now reduced to serving as a maid. The sight of you, stripped of your former grandeur, struck him like a blow to the heart. How could someone of your noble stature have fallen so low? The injustice of it consumed him, feeding the obsession that had taken root within him.

Determined to restore you to the glory he believed you deserved, he decided to take matters into his own hands. He married you, forcibly and without your consent, convinced that he was saving you from a life of indignity. To him, this was an act of love, a twisted belief that he was doing what was best for you, even if you couldn't see it.

He impregnated you with his children, two daughters who became the center of his world. In his mind, he had found his happy ending—a life with you by his side, a family that completed the vision he had constructed in his obsessive heart. He had given you back everything you had lost, or so he thought.

But you, despite everything, continued to resist. You sought every chance to escape, your spirit undimmed even in the face of his control. You spoke of how you didn't love this life, how you longed to be free from the gilded cage he had created. To him, your words were incomprehensible. How could you not see that he had given you everything? How could you reject the life he had worked so hard to build for you?

In his eyes, your ingratitude was maddening. He had rescued you, loved you, given you the children he believed would bind you to him forever. Yet you still sought to flee, still spoke of a life you wanted to escape from. To him, it was baffling—shouldn't you be more grateful? Shouldn't you love the life he had crafted for you with such care and obsession?

But in his twisted perception of love, he could not see the prison he had built around you, nor the pain he caused in his relentless pursuit of a happiness that was his alone.

Maximillian Ashet, Dylan Sean Blathe, Anastacius de Alger Obelia, Dion Agriche, Cruel Harte, Rezef Hill, Eros Vasilios, Callisto Regulus, Ahin Grace, Theobold von Baden Mismarck, Noah Wynknight, Abel Heilon, Prince Escalus, Luciano Valeztena

[nukudraws]

Do you see what I see?

[fcyinquotes]

hey! I hope you doing well. Can i request Deon hart from i'm not that kind of talent?

"All these alcohol shouldn't be good for your health..."

"But they're the only things that keep me intact...."

"Saying that in front of your wife is very brave of you."

— You teased the bumbling Deon Hart after he realised what he has said. Frantically trying to clear up any misunderstanding while you stood there grinning at the man who's turning red from embarrassment.

[purplesoulcollection]

Unnatural Love

Part 3 Synopsis : Name has being transmigrated into the world of I'm Not That Kind Of Talent without ever reading the novel. She's not being reincarnated as a human but as a devil as well. Hi There! I want to let you know that this fanfiction story isn't solely my creation. I borrowed the concept from @quqiwo2. I haven't actually read the novel either, just some spoiler to the end.

I hope you'll excuse my spelling and grammar mistake, because English not my first language.

"Adele, starting today you are assigned to be a servant of Mr Demon. Get to work today!" said the Head Servant of this demon palace.

He was an older man who seemed to have a lot of experience in workforce personalization.

"You mean I work for Mr Demon? Isn't there Mr. Ed, the deputy troop commander, ready to help him?" My curiosity getting better than me.

Wasn't he already has a deputy who ready to help him, why should me too?

"Adele, you have been given a name by Mr Demon, repay him for your beautiful name." This butler seems to be saying that I don't deserve this beautiful name given to me.

Because lowly background...

And that makes me really annoyed with him.

But in the end I could only agree with the butler's words, having no choice but to swallow my resentment.

Then I was curious, why did I become his servant Mr Demon. It's true that I was given a name after the first time they met and Mr Demon greeted me when we met a few more times.

But I don't think there's anything strange about it.

Did my job change like this because of a request from Mr Demon or was this actually a ploy by the demon king.

If it was the latter, I would most likely be used as a pawn as a spy.

Because after all Mr Demon still a human. Unless he completely sides with the devil.

I'm not stupid enough to don't know that he still holds on to his human side too.

The proof is that he just kept to himself in his room, not too involved with the zero troops he led due to illness.

Whatever the demon king's cunning plans, I will not remain silent if I am used as his temporary pawn. I still have my brain to think logically to subjugate him.

But for the time being I will remain obediently a virtuous servant.

"Mr Demon, I'm Adele. I brought your breakfast." I knocked his room door, letting him know that I'm here.

"Come in!" Although be muted, his voices are still heard from outside.

Then I went in and put the food Mr Demon on the table available in his room. Not letting my eyes wander to him when he wears his shirt on top of his turtleneck.

And Mr Demon who was already wearing formal clothes, finally sat down in his chair to eat his food.

I watched him eat until he finished before I finally started to tell him,

"Mr Demon, starting today I am assigned to be your servant."

Mr Demon was surprised. He seemed to choke on his own saliva before he finally drank the water.

"You?! I thought you were just delivering food as usual."

Indeed, before today I was assigned several times to deliver food Mr Demon too. We were quite friendly in chatting about things unrelated to our status and differences.

Honestly, talking to Mr Demon made me feel again what it feels to be a human again in the midst of interactions with demons that are very annoying and discouraging for me.

Here's my relationship with the demons is not healthy for my own body and soul. I always have to be hit by anger, belittled, blows, sarcasm, death threats. I'm tired to always nonchalant about that fact.

I always have to be patient so that there is no reason for me to just die.

So talking to him really made me think that he is more friendly than the rumors that say he will kill you if you bother him even the slightest bit.

The real demon isn't any better than the rumored Demon.

To answer the question Mr Demon earlier...

"I thought so too, but I only received orders from my superiors. So I don't know the reason. "

Then he fell silent with his face wrinkled and his red eyes turned into those of a scary predator. That looks is really scary though.

But from my experience, Mr Demon will only stare intently. didn't actually try to attack me.

When I first saw those eyes I was scared to death, but now I'm used to it.

'As long as I've done nothing wrong, why should I be afraid?'

So I remained calm even though I was being stared at like that.

But the effects of being stared at for a long time like that are also dangerous, so let's shift the focus...

"After eating, do you want to visit Troop 0? Troop 0 has been waiting for your presence among them for a long time."

"Team 0..." As usual, Mr Demon always reluctant to discuss his own troops. If someone really used their brain, they will know it.

"Mr Ed has also been waiting for your arrival for a long time."

"Mr. Ed?! Why do you call him so polite. Is he not being nice to you?"

Is Mr Demon is the actual crazy? Even if he's not like the strong one in Devil's troop, he's still be one of the strongest devil in this devil palace.

"You keep joking, Mr Demon. Mr. Ed also really hates lowly devils like me. Besides, Mr. Ed is good with you because he is loyal and admires you. There's no way I could get the same treatment as Mr Demon."

"Are you... are you still experiencing hate treatment like this all the time?" His face looks not very good one. He looks very annoyed but still care for me... and that's makes me give a sorrowful smile.

"There won't be any significant changes, Mr Demon. But if I could hide behind a name Mr Demon maybe I could even scare them." I joked around to Mr Demon.

I need to change the sad topic, maybe he'll say no and i move on.

"Do it!" a spontaneous voice Mr Demon making me open my eyes to stare Mr Demon that had been speaking nonsense.

"I was just joking, Mr Demon. Please don't take my joke seriously." I tried to persuade him Mr Demon he just shook his head.

"You have to fight, Adele. Even if you consider yourself a worthless devil, you still have to fight for yourself." His face shows the fighting spirit that i should have, but i lacked that spirit.

'Maybe i don't really cut out with this world.'

"But, aren't you injured because of the effects of fighting a hero. If I involve you who are still sick in my problem..."

"I'll take care of it in time."

My mouth opened with reflexes, I found my savior in the midst of the complexity of this devil's world...

So I leaned a little closer and smiled broadly at Mr Demon and said "You said that yourself, I would like to thank you first, Mr Demon. For the inconvenience i'll brought"

I was busy thinking about the best way to use a name of Mr. Demon to get revenge on my bully until I didn't see his red face while looking at me.

To Be Continued

[rathesy]

Basic ass incorrect quotes with Deon (& Demon King) from I'm Not That Kind of Talent!;

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[Name]: I slept for almost 12 hours but I might still be tired so lets go for 12 more just incase.

Deon: [name], that's a coma.

[Name]: Sounds festive.

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Deon needing help to escape the demons: Okay, help me please!

[Name] drinking caffeine: Got two words for you.

Deon: I bet they won't be helpful.

[Name]: Your problem.

Deon: I was right.

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[Name]: You're right.

Deon: That's... That's an unusual phrase for you. Did you just learn it?

[Name]: I hope you never escape

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[Name]: Lol heads up if you try to make a candle with food coloring, the food coloring will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food coloring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you'll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food coloring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter. Please take my word on this lmfao

Deon: What did you do?

[Name]: A MISTAKE DEON CALL CARVER—

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[Name]: God, give me patience.

Deon: I think you mean 'give me strength'.

[Name]: If God gave me strength, everyone will die.

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[Name]: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life

Deon: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind?

[Name]: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die.

Demon king Carver: edible ^^

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[Name]: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.

Demon King Carver: Wasn't Deon with you?

Deon holding two bottle of demon alcohol: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised.

Demon King Carver grabbing the bottles: NO

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Demon king Carver: You have to apologize to Deon

[Name]: Fine.

[Name] infront of Deon: 'Unfuck you' or whatever.

[manawari]

Categorizing the MCs from the manhwas I've read because why not ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

Overpowered, badass, (has zero chill):

Sung Jin-woo, Zephyr, Han Islat/Han Seo-jin, Gwon Gangu/Cassian, Seo Joo-heon, Arthur Leywin, Yoon Seul, Arut (Deon Hart)

Just wants to live a peaceful life and yet, life keeps testing them:

Yu Ijin, Yoon Gamin, Deon Hart

Needs therapy, likes putting themselves in danger, knows how to scam/trick people to their delight, "what's death? Is it my middle finger?", absolute headaches (yet you love them anyway):

Kim Dokja, Kim Gongja, Lloyd Frontera, Cale Henituse, Seo Joo-heon

[ilynaru]

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[radio-zephyr]

ough i reread intkot again and im having so much thoughtsssss mild spoilers below the cut!

I can't stop wondering about deon's family during his time in the eight years war. We know that when they first find out they're absolutely horrified and devastated, begging to meet the empire and see deon again. But the war lasted eight years, and there's so much time in between, i really wonder how the family changed. Like they had to have heard about the rumors about deon once he had become so ruthless and merciless he gained the status of a hero and became the 'vanguard of the eight years war' right? His reputation alone is enough to keep armies at bay and the simple fact of his being wounded is enough to encourage whole countries to view the empire as being weaker, those in the empire must have recieved some news about the frontlines. Did his parents obsess over any news? Did they hunt for any last scrap of information, any sign on how their beloved son was doing? Were they horrified at the brutality he enacted? Did they know the extent of the brutality? or was it only passing rumors that they managed to catch? Was their first reaction relief that he was alive? did horror trump that feeling or did they feel more grateful than disgusted by deon's actions? how would they have felt, knowing their beloved child, who had always been so weak, had become such a ruthless force at war? Would that have burdened them with so much more guilt? or fear? Did they spend their days lying awake, cataloguing everything they learned and praying for his survival? Or was everything too much? After all, eight years is a long time. Did they give up after years of begging to no avail? Did they turn away from any news of the war out of fear of what they might hear? that their precious son was dead? that his body was trampled, or he was crushed and left for the vultures? Did they close their eyes and desperately pray that deon was alive, whilst refusing to know if he truly was? What about cruel? Did he track the newspapers so closely, or was information on the war not detailed enough? I want to know so badly just how deon's family felt. They were the people who had truly loved deon. And when deon returned, and they wake up in the middle of the night to the carnage in their estate, and deon opens the door, and he drops the corpse, and points a knife at them. Did they first feel shock? disbelief? that they were dreaming? Or were they overcome with even that momentary relief, that they could see their baby again? were they overjoyed for even that one second, before reality set in? Or was horror the first thing they felt, unfamiliarity, at the sight of someone they could barely recognize as their son? Or was it relentless guilt? When they called his name, was it in confusion? Desperation? To reach out, to hold him, to ask him what was happening, why he was doing this? When deon shoved that knife into their bodies, how did they feel? What was their last thought, their last emotion, towards deon? towards the person he had become, the child he still was? In the end, could they ever truly bring themselves to resent him for it?

[sugar-masochist]

this guy canonically has loving parents who named him "Cruel". Like the other child is the supposedly the hated one but the child they LOVED is named cruel. what.

[sober-rain]

AAAHAHAHAH LOOK AT THIS

DEON'S HAIRCLIP, CRUEL SMILING, CAVER'S ARM AROUND DEON & DEON HOLDING EDUARDO'S,,, SHSWUBSSJHSBSSN

[nukudraws]

Deon when alcohol, Cale when money:

Kdj when "Kim Dokja", Han Yoojin when depression:

[zeohieks]

more deon hart demon arut art???? lets go!! i love this silly little psycho man so much

lines are the bane of my existence

[anwya if u wanna see more art from me pls look at my masterposts pls!!] (shameless plug-in)

oh yeah heres the refrence (i love refrencing off of anime figurines) ::

i found it on pinterestt

[purplesoulcollection]

Deon Headcanon about love

He won't be easy to falling in love with (atleast him not us) Poor boy...

His past isn't the most favorable, which has shaped his heart and left it scarred, making him somewhat indifferent to love. I believe he has two potential paths to finding love: either with childhood friends, who give him a reason to keep going in this world, or with someone who can completely captivate him.

He won't quickly realize that he's falling for us. He’s oblivious to the unfolding tragedy in his life, lacking anyone to confide in, leading to a slow burn of emotions. Even when he starts to recognize his feelings, he’ll struggle with hesitation and denial, causing him to feel frustrated and moody.

He’ll likely have negative thoughts about himself and try to distance himself from us, but fate often has other plans, making it hard for him to truly escape. Even with destiny nudging him, he might still hold back from expressing his feelings. He’s the type who guards his vulnerabilities fiercely, viewing a confession as a potential weakness that others could exploit.

If he does find the courage to share his feelings, it might only happen during a perilous moment or when he’s under the influence. Otherwise, he’s too self-aware to openly admit his emotions.

We're being surprised with his confession is the bonus.

Even if we have the same feeling to each other, Deon will still feeling awkward and don't know what to do. He already make the scenario if we reject it so much until he don't know what to do...

What his love language?

I think he will prefer the quality time and the act of service. He's too introvert to doing word of affirmation to often. His heart and mouth can't take any sweet love to be voiced too loud.

And his twisted memory also will shadow him to make any love word (so the possibility Deon's love is becoming toxic also very high, but i choose not to)

So he will treasure any peace moment with us and trying his best to fulfill it. The happy and loving is also like a fleeting moment, so fragile to not becoming murky.

He having a very simple way to love someone even if he don't usually voicing it, so the partner also have to understand him.

The possibility Deon experiences love for someone is just once in his life. He's falling in love is remarkable occurrence in the first place. His heart already bleed from the abandonment issue so he loving someone is the dreamlike feeling for him.

His language body

Nervous but still want it, that's his condition. His body will conflicted with his emotion. His emotion wanting to embrace the love but his body is so still, don't know what to do.

So nervous, becoming red, and his finger is always moving to vent out the stress. But after warming himself with his feeling, finally he can become more relax and not so restrictive.

What irks him?

He falling in love. Yes that's true, but he also having a side who doesn't like our influence that make himself feeling weird. But he won't attack us, because he's still the part of Deon, even if he's more ruthless.

At the best he can do is act a little bit of harsh, he cannot make us hurt because it'll also break his heart. He's still Deon after all.

Random fact

He prefer the moment he can relax himself with us in his room than to go outside. The outside full of trouble that waited him to be troubled.

He like to cuddle us instinctively. He needs the warmth from our body to keep relaxing himself.

Stroke our hair a lot. Think that our hair is his stress venting until we mad.

Like to stare our doing with tender and soft gaze. He prefer to seeing us happy than being sad. He having enough of sadness.

Don't like pranks. So try to suppressed our prank side.

Because his sensitivity of light, he have to sleep with the light is off.

Nightmare? He have, His habit of sleeping is delirious. His past always makes him feeling haunted and all we know is that we can stroke his hair, smooth the creases on his forehead and sing soothing lullabies before he fi.

PDA? Please, he can't do that. He prefer to doing that at private moment. At the best he can do in the public is holding hand.

Possessiveness? He have it. So try not to be so close with us. His other side will revenge it with blood splattered. But Deon itself will became so moody until we explain and cuddle his jealousy.

We can be anything, human or devil because Deon himself is the ace of the both side.

His merge of personality will make Deon become more possesive than before. So don't try to stimulate him. We also will be the only motivation he have to not doing suicide right away. We have to literally beg him not to do it.

He himself is only soft to us and ruthless to anybody, so loving him the best is the only way to return his softness.

His smell probably will the subtle scent of blood intertwined with the aroma of grass. He's having it so much until it imprints in the body.

His hair is not so soft as it's appear, the war and stress make the hair not so healthy as it seems.

He's ticklish but having no asthma. So safe to be tickle, but he will also revenge it.

He having so many clothes in different style, but will obey if we want to dress him.

Don't have any tattoo and piercings either. He dislikes the pain its bring.

He won't be cheated. He know the best the pain of being tossed away, he even tried to not indulge to his heart even if he fails so no way he wanted to cheat around.

After everything is ending Deon and us will be refugee and living in the quiet place to living as the best as he could. And having a child like himself and us

He will loving his child and us like we're his greatest treasure he having. Killing is the one of his way to protect.

The end

[helpihavenoideaforaname]

*sighs * you poor poor basterd