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pearsandrust · 20 days ago

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in honour of me deciding to appease my 2021 self by going to a genshin event this week, here's how i'd rewrite sumeru if i were given the chance. note that this is solely based off of the in-game themes and lore that i still remember, and i quit pretty early on. so. warning for canonical inaccuracy.

also, this is a traveller-less rewrite. i love aether/lumine, but i think their reputation as the "hero" often ends up taking away other characters' autonomy. the MC being capable of practically everything means that we don't get as many moments where other characters realize they have to step up. anyway, that's enough yapping. thoughts under the cut <3

PLOT

the general flow of the plot would be kept the same, but here's a list of points i want to include:

the sages don't imprison nahida by any physical means. instead, they take advantage of the fact that she's the first/central akasha terminal. the sheer volume of requests the sages send to the akasha causes her to be a) constantly overstimulated, therefore locking herself in the sanctuary of surasthana, and b) unable to use her mind for herself, which takes away her biggest source of power

another reason nahida is unable to communicate with the people is because the akasha is actively diminishing the population's cognitive capacities

the first person to realize that critical thinking is declining among the citizens of sumeru is, of course, alhaitham. he notices that a lot of people have stopped using figures of speech. instead, everyone seems to speak the same way, which he finds unsettling.

at the same time, the sages have enlisted kaveh to redesign the akademiya's buildings for "efficiency". that's right. they're making kaveh do minimalism. the horror ! the intrigue ! what did they do to get him to agree (i will cover this later when i talk about his character)

(this one is a WIP) as the manifestation of the withering in people, i'd want eleazar to have more notable psychological effects. distortion of memories/dreams would be my first instinct. since the withering is also linked to the remains of greater lord rukkhadevata, i think collei would be the first person to see irminsul and hear the words "world, forget me" (instead of the traveller).

i'd keep the samsara arc, but instead of having nilou host the dream, the host changes during every "reboot". the beep everyone hears at the end of the day isn't just the dream restarting, but also a confirmation that a new host has been found. of course, every person's dream would still have features unique to them. because i love kaveh, i'd like to write a dream hosted by him at some point -- with his dream's defining factor being that his parents are still in sumeru city.

the sages are still trying to make scaramouche a god btw.

i want the tale of king deshret's civilization and the introduction of forbidden knowledge to be basically lost history. it would be so interesting to have the characters wonder if the desert's mysterious machines hide the secret to defeating scara, only to eventually find out that the sages are just repeating deshret's sins. it would also be interesting to see people wish for deshret to return without knowing exactly why he fell in the first place

speaking of the desert, i'd like the conflict between the akademiya and the desert people to focus at least a little on the destruction of history in the pursuit of "progress". the sages are willing to overwrite the past whenever it's convenient for them, so there's no way they can be entrusted with the knowledge/culture of the desert. but then again, i'm actually not too sure why hoyo wrote the desert/forest conflict the way they did in the sumeru main story, so i could be missing something crucial here. let me know!

tying nahida's imprisonment to the akasha system does also mean that the cast needs to find a way to dismantle it before freeing her, which is something i haven't quite figured out yet (sigh). i was thinking of doing something along the lines of how alhaitham broke the hivemind in his story quest.

you know that theory that's like "nilou is the reincarnation of the goddess of flowers and [other character] is the reincarnation of deshret"? while i don't fully agree with it, i'd like to introduce some mechanism by which the main cast can draw power from the memories of those gods (perhaps using nahida as a conduit). memory is such a prominent motif in sumeru, and it would make such a perfect antithesis to how collei's eleazar was once suppressed using a dead god's remains, resulting in her having uncontrollable powers. useful powers through honouring the past vs terrible power through exploiting it. do you see the vision

CHARACTERS

okay, now for points relating to individual characters!

nahida

i don't have much to change about her personality, but here are a few points i'd like to add to her:

metaphors metaphors metaphors! i know she already speaks pretty metaphorically, but i don't want to just play it off for humour ("haha nahida why are you talking like that"). i want her to get weird and creative with them!! use symbols that people wouldn't expect !!

a core problem with nahida attempting to take control of sumeru again is that if the akasha has made everyone unable to learn for themselves, she can't really spread knowledge to the people. i think this could make for an incredibly interesting character arc. nahida initially tries to make herself seem more like an archon of wisdom and plays into the akademiya's stereotypes of wisdom/intelligence, using very specific language and explaining things literally to people (as the sages/traditional academics might do). in the end, she realizes that her personal style of teaching -- using fairy tales and stories as metaphors -- is far more effective

note: while the official lore doesn't confirm that rukkhadevata is the "ruler of yesterday and tomorrow morning" mentioned in one of the sumeru books, it's such a powerful idea that i'd like to make it the basis of her identity in this rewrite. it encapsulates the importance of memory -- how the past informs the future. this both connects back to irminsul and explains nahida's biggest weakness. she does not have nearly as much lived experience, and thus, she has less memories to draw power from.

kaveh

kaveh's my favourite genshin character, which is why this whole thing is a little biased towards him. but honestly, it's hoyo's fault for stating he's canonically the closest to nahida's ideal of wisdom and then not putting him in the story.

of all the sumeru characters, i feel like he'd be the most opposed to the akademiya defunding the arts and focusing solely on progress. in such an environment, i imagine that he'd feel like he never has enough time to process everything, which also plays into the concept of "debt". he feels like he owes the universe everything he has failed to preserve.

i'd like kaveh's mother to send him the occasional letter. in each one, she seems to get a little further from who she used to be, giving him the feeling that the past is slipping away. i want him to wish that he could stop or rewind time, and for this wish to eventually bring him to the orchard of pairidaeza (the time-stop place underneath the desert). i'm not entirely sure why -- i just think it would fit.

in a similar vein: the reason he agrees to help the akademiya redesign their buildings in a minimalist style is not because they offer him money, but because they threaten to destroy all the notebooks and papers his mother contributed to their library. you know, the last evidence that she was ever an architect.

alhaitham

hoo boy. alhaitham. while i love his current character, the sumeru story didn't really challenge him in any meaningful way. he kind of just. handled it all. and that's ... kind of disappointing? i'm not saying we should overstimulate him for sport or anything, but i'd try something like this:

have alhaitham be a parallel to scaramouche. NOW BEFORE YOU GUYS YELL AT ME. HEAR ME OUT

both alhaitham and scaramouche are heavily influenced by their respective pasts, but neither of them really acknowledge it. in scaramouche's case, he's actively trying to repress his memories. alhaitham is a bit different -- we know his grandmother had a big influence on him, but i cannot remember a single time that he has brought her up. i don't think he's actively trying to forget her, but i presume he usually just focuses on other things. at the beginning of the story, i'd characterize alhaitham as someone who usually neglects past issues in favour of current/future ones. he would think this is an efficient, more peaceful way to live. as the story progresses, he gradually realizes that neglecting the past is not a strength, but rather something that makes you more susceptible to repeating your previous mistakes.

he doesn't need to become excessively sappy or nostalgic to accomplish this. it would mostly happen through small, fleeting moments. for example, the sages get rid of some of the books in the house of daena because they're "old and redundant", and alhaitham realizes this makes him uncomfortable.

meanwhile, scaramouche becomes wrongly convinced that you can only be successful if you rid yourself of your past. even though both of them start with similar ideologies, they end up as vastly different characters. which would be !! so interesting !!

collei

COLLEI NATION !!! ILOVEHERILOVEHERILOVEHER.

collei is a perfect example of the importance of memory, if only because of how deeply she values amber. and the fact that she had to learn how to read after arriving in sumeru makes her a perfect addition to the story's exploration of language. also, the fact that her favourite stories are fairy tale picture books? which exactly aligns with how nahida prefers to tell stories? collei is the true main character of sumeru and none of you can tell me otherwise. i am dying on this hill

HEAR ME OUT. since there's no traveller, i want collei to be the one who defeats scaramouche in the end. there are a lot of more powerful characters, but her lore perfectly aligns with scara's. as an example, collei's doll (cuilein-anbar, named after amber) is a great parallel to the doll scaramouche's friend once made for him.

we can tell from collei's ascension voiceline (even if it's a life-or-death situation, i'll never need to rely on their power again) that she wants to develop her own set of skills; that way, she'll never need to call on the power that was sealed within her. this makes her a great character for the scaramouche fight. when the traveller does it, they use the knowledge of everyone in sumeru. similarly, we could see collei willingly learn different skills from different characters throughout the story. that way, it feels natural for her to tap into all of that knowledge during the climax -- just like aether/lumine does. do you see it. do you see the vision

candace

collectively we are sleeping on candace. this includes whoever wrote her character stories. they were also sleeping on candace.

like alhaitham, i'd also like candace to have a bit more of an internal struggle. her character stories don't offer us much ("candace was not depressed" -- ah. okay,,,?), but we do get the hint that she always has to have her guard up. she has to remain calm at all times. she can't really wear the cute trinkets she buys. i feel like there could be a really interesting conflict between her determination to protect everyone and her innate desire to be someone else.

there is a lot that candace can teach the other characters about language, which is a Core Sumeru Motif! the way she speaks in the story is actually really unique, given that people come to her for Divine Guidance TM. this could add to the ongoing idea that objective/academic language is not necessarily the best way to communicate with people.

dehya

not too much to say here -- her character works well as is!

i would lean a little more into the fact that she keeps returning to the desert, no matter what. this could directly conflict with her desire to obtain a position where she can help her loved ones live better lives. she wants them to break free of the restrictive mindset they've developed due to the harsh conditions of the desert. if she remains a mercenary, she may never have that sort of influence, but can she really tolerate working somewhere like the akademiya? this is especially interesting considering alhaitham asks her to join the akademiya himself at some point (IIRC).

i think she could have a really interesting friendship with nilou, though. they are vastly different people and yet they both have an appreciation for beauty. they both also want to live a carefree life. i think it would be so fun to see them bond, and we could have some cool scenes where they teach each other how to fight/dance :)

nilou

speaking of nilou,

i think it would be interesting to dive deeper into why the akademiya is defunding the arts. it could be because of their subjectivity, or because they don't really "advance the current state of knowledge" in sumeru. in any case, it would be fun to have the conflict stem from the sages' desire to intellectualize everything. it would definitely clash with nilou's carefree personality.

out of everyone, nilou would be most affected by the negative side effects of the akasha. it diminishes her creativity, leading her to feel burnt out. i would love to have an arc where nilou feels uninspired, but later realizes it's because her access to instantaneous knowledge has made her stop observing the world around her.

it would be really cool if nilou could see the aranara. for no particular reason tbh. i just think it fits her

unfinished characters: tighnari & cyno & faruzan & layla & sethos

i haven't read the lore for these characters, but if this idea ever comes to fruition, rest assured that they will be added :)

dori

no dori. i am so sorry dori fans but i genuinely do not know what to do with her. please enlighten me

scara

just one thing:

the dendro archon is the avatar of irminsul, which contains all the world's memories. this, in itself, is a form of "eternity". i imagine that's part of why he agreed to try and overtake nahida in the first place. it was another shot at holding onto "eternity".

aaaand that's it! that was such a long post. i'm never posting about genshin again (i say that every time i post about genshin). if anyone read the entire thing i love you.

#long post ── .✦#<- i know this is one of my hsr tags but like. i'll make an exception #REALLY LONG POST #genshin #genshin impact #sumeru my favourite region. also the region that makes me put my head in my hands and sigh #i have so many feelings idk #this doesn't even cover half of those feelings #it's 3am. hopefully this post makes at least a little sense #i don't think i explained myself very well. feel free to send in questions #also yes i am anti generative ai. surely you cannot tell from my opinions on the akasha system #banging head against wall i dont even play this game I DONT EVEN PLAY THIS GAMEEEE hhhHhh

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midnightsun-if · 2 years ago

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Ahhhh! I just read the MC death questions, author, why did you pull my heart strings like that…but now I want to ask what would be going through the RO’s and the family mind at MC funeral if they didn’t survive?

BEFORE

Koda: Why did this happen? This shouldn’t have happened. Clenched hands press tightly into his thighs, bottom lip wobbling with the force of his thoughts. His bear, that normally lays contentedly dormant within his chest, roars out in the shared agony between them both. Tears, that had not ceased since he had lost you, overwhelm his vision in a murky film, but he no longer has the strength to wipe them away. Why did this happen? Why wasn’t I faster?

Scarlett: No thoughts are prevalent within her mind, everything just a complete echo chamber of her grief, of her enraged agony. Emerald eyes stare unseeingly, having nothing worth looking at any longer, towards the front of the church, only barely aware of the hand still clasped to her shoulder, keeping her in place, keeping the monster within her in check, but she could feel it clawing at her chest even now, just waiting for the chance to finally be free once more. To make sure the world understood the pain, the rage, that’s currently boiling within her, to showcase the heartless beast she had become the moment her mate had been taken from her. No thoughts were present, because she had stopped existing the moment you did.

Cyrus/Cyra: Failure. Failure. Failure. The single word, the single taunt, is all that they register. A simple truth that they had deluded themself into believing wasn’t one, that they had let themself think they could be more: You’re not that, my darling Phoenix. You’re so much more. The words, echoed within your sweet tone, from days that had long since passed, fill their mouth with an acidic twang, settled over their tongue with the same bitterness that wells within their chest. Something that used to bring them comfort, a reprieve from the weight they carried, only brought them pain now, because you were wrong. Wrong to think that they were anything else, that they were anything more, for how could they not be? If they were more then you’d still be here. They would still have you.

Quinn: You need to rest. They wouldn’t want this. It’s the last shred of humanity pleading with them, hoping that the reminder of their mate would stem the ongoing rage, the ongoing agony, but it didn’t. In fact, it only made things worse— the reminder of what had been lost sending a bitter anger coursing through their veins. Claws extended, teeth bared, they plunge deeper and deeper into the forest, away from what they had left, from the place their mate rested, trying to put distance from reality, to get lost within the confines of nature. But, nothing would be able to keep them from their broken heart. Nothing would stop the enraged howl from ripping itself from their chest. Nothing would stop their pain, their anger, their grief. Because the thing that would, was far behind them buried six feet deep into the ground.

Caden: It’s not fair, their mind howls. I’ve done everything right, I’ve given so much. Why couldn’t I keep this? They know that everything comes with a price, each moment comes with an expiration date, but they had let themself foolishly believe that they’d finally have something that’d be theirs, that they’d finally get to cherish, and be cherished by, another— something that they’ve wanted for so long. They could feel the encroaching darkness beckoning them, luring them towards the tempting silence that it’d bring. But what would happen if they went? Would they lose themself again? Would they lose their memories of you? Of your touch? Of the sound of your laughter? The brilliance of your laugh? What would they give up to not feel this pain anymore? They’d be willing to part with themself, of their own memories, but they couldn’t do so with you. They would never wish to forget you— even if all you bring them now is agony.

Sloane: You’re fault. It’s all your fucking fault. If you had been better, if you had actually done something for once, they’d still be here. For once their wolf has no rebuttal to their anger, no sense of calm in the face of their wrath. Instead, it seems to cave in on itself, seemingly trying to hide from words it knows are true. A bitterness settles heavy over their chest then, anger tasting like fire against their tongue, because they couldn’t simply make themself disappear— couldn’t push back the world like their wolf could. Run away and hide like a coward. They had to face every single day with the knowledge that you were gone, that they’d never see you again, that they’d never be able to hold you. Would never get to hear your laugh, see your smile, or simply hear the sound of your heart beat within your chest. All of that, everything that made the world seem so much brighter, was gone now. Leaving just a monochromatic experience in its wake— everything duller without you their to brighten it with your presence.

Blake: The smell of ash and sulfur fills their nose, dull violet eyes staring into the stretch of darkness before them. Being home, in a place they never wished to return, hadn’t been an event they ever foresaw themself enacting, but how could they stay where they used to be? How could they live in a realm where you didn’t? How could they be somewhere, in a world, where every single thing reminded them of you? This realm, this place, may bring them nothing but misery, but at least it’d finally fit on how they’re feeling on the inside. Because without you? They don’t think they’ll ever feel anything else. So, it’s fitting to be in a place that never give them anything but.

Reginald/Regina: They still, despite themself, expect you to pop out from a corner, a teasing smirk on your face, laughter in your eyes, to tell them that it was all just some form of sick prank. That they’d be able to be in your arms again, that they’d be too overwhelmed with the knowledge that you weren’t gone to get angry at you, that they would finally be able to be home once more. Even days after the funeral, days after they saw your casket get put into the ground, they still slow down when approaching a corner— a part of them still hoping that you’d be on the other side. That they’d be able to see you once more… They’ve never wanted anything more.

BEFORE

Helena: No emotion is present on her face, nothing breaking through the ironclad facade she’s put up. Even if under the mask her entire being was breaking apart, that her very heart is crying out with her grief. She had to be strong, had to keep herself together, for not only her mate, but her remaining children. She couldn’t let herself fall into pieces, couldn’t let herself let loose the agonized screams that were bubbling in the back of her throat. Couldn’t let herself grieve… Not yet… Not when she still had her family to take care of.

Saraya: Dark brown eyes stare unblinkingly at the dark oak casket, at the thing that held her little light. The last embrace that you’d ever receive, that would take you away from her forever. She’d try to bite back a mournful wail, her agony seemingly ripping her chest apart, but she knows she’s unsuccessful when the feeling of her mates arm appears around her shoulder, pulling her tightly in an embrace that’d only be a bandaid to the gaping chasm that had opened within her heart.

Cienna: You had one job and you failed. A bitter smile twists her lips, electric blue eyes dimmed. Keep the family safe. That’s the only thing you’re supposed to do, and you couldn’t even manage that? What kind of leader will you be? Hands clenched tightly, she forces herself not to snarl, to not let her anger overrule her. After all, what could she possibly say to those thoughts? What could she possibly say in the face of the truth?

Persephone: Tears fall without even a semblance of stopping, she couldn’t wrap her mind around the fact that you were gone. That she had truly lost her baby sibling, that she hadn’t been able to protect you. How could she have failed so completely? How could she have let this happen? She wouldn’t be able to comprehend anything, wouldn’t be able to think of anything through the mind numbing grief that’s prevalent throughout her entire body.

Christian: Could he have done something different? Have been better in some way? Could he have been worth something for once? Those questions, those uncertainties, would plague him completely. Would haunt his ever waking thought and follow him into his dreams. Because he knows that he could have saved you, could have done something, if he had simply been better. If he had finally been the man you deserved as a big brother.

#midnight sun #asks #ro: blake herrera #ro: sloane addams #ro: c aurelia #ro: r presley #ro: koda kingston #ro: quinn grant #ro: caden randall #ro: scarlett voltaire #sc: helena #sc: saraya #sc: cienna #sc: persephone #sc: christian #scenario asks #angst

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hollowwrites · 2 years ago

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What Do You Propose? - Seb

Ominis and Garreth here

Summary - I’m feeling some kind of way lately so expect a lot of these…How the bois would propose!!

Sorry for using my MCs all the time I’m just so in love with them. Replace with Y/N or MC if you want.

Warnings - None, Just Cutesy Proposal stuff if you don't like that sort of thing

Word Count - 800

Sebastian

Sebastians’ life with Victoria flashed before his eyes. The dark haired children they would have. The small cottage they would own. The shared study with mountains of books and canvas’ and paints littering every surface. All of it came crashing down as he watched the Dark Wizard before him wrap his hand around her neck.

The grim smile across his face left a twisting chasm in Sebastian’s stomach. Though you couldn’t tell from his outward appearance.

All Victoria could see was the hard steely visage she had only seen once before.

When he killed that Goblin in Feldcroft.

Time slowed down between the two. The Dark Wizards taunts falling on their ears as white noise as they looked into each others eyes, effectively communicating without saying a word.

Swiftly, and with no other interaction, Victoria slammed her heel into the foot of the The Dark Wizard, causing him to push her forward and yelp in pain. She collapsed to the floor keeping her head low leaving Sebastian the opening he needed.

“Imperio” Sebastian spat taking several steps closer to the wizard, ensuring he wouldn’t miss.

“Yes? What do yo-“

“Leave here…” Sebastian growled holding The Dark Wizard by his neck and speaking directly into his ear “…Keep walking until you can no longer see the forest. If I ever see you again…I will not hesitate”

And with that The Dark Wizard turned and left the clearing.

Sebastian felt a tiny tug on his jacket and he turned eyes dark and face twisted. But Victoria was un-phased, a soft smile tugging at her lips as she held his face.

“You did good, Seb” she whispered

“I thought I’d lost you” his voice was low and gravelly as though he was trapped in his visions of a would be future.

“I’m far too stubborn for that to happen.” She smirked, her eyebrow raising at such foolishness “I’d just become your own personal Hogwarts Ghost”

“Remind me…” he sighed dreamily, holding the sides of her neck, his thumb running across the dirt smeared hand print across her throat “…I need to start thinking about an engagement ring”

“Do not joke about that” Victoria said flatly, wanting to ignore the flutter in her stomach

“Oh, I am not joking” He said his tone as serious as hers “Victoria…I just watched my whole future get ripped from underneath me. There’s no way I’m letting that happen.”

Victoria stared blankly at Sebastian for a couple of seconds, still unsure if he was being serious. But his dark brown eyes softened, and he eyebrows curled inwards in an expression one could only describe as sickening sweet.

“What say you? Me, You, Forever?” He used his hands to tilt her head up towards him. She found herself lost in his eyes for a moment, forgetting he’d even said anything.

“…yes…” she murmured

He scoffed

“Is that all you’ve got? No kiss? No gasp of adoration?” He asked teasingly, pulling her closer to his body, their breathes mingling in the small gap between them. Though she pulled away an inch.

“Oh I’m sorry” her brow raised playfully “Would you like to try again and I’ll do my very best to react accordingly?”

“I would like that actually�� his tone was suddenly serious and as he took a knee, it took Victorias breath from her.

“Victoria Grey, you are the most beautiful, brave and brilliant witch I know. You’re my best friend. My duelling partner. And it would be my distinct honour to add wife to that list. So please…” he took her hand in his, running his thumb over her knuckles softly “…Will you marry me?”

She was furious.

She had planned to dramatically accept his proposal in as silly and over the top manner as possible. Serve him right for questioning her way of saying yes. But her sarcastic facade melted away as she looked at his cocky smirk.

“Say Yes, Angel”

“Of course it’s a ‘Yes’” she rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, annoyed she could not flex her acting muscles

Sebastian grinned, and visibly relaxed. The breath he was unaware he was holding left him as a huff, his cheeks puffing out in relief.

“Just you wait until I get a ring. You shan’t be rid of me then”

“Well you know technically I’m not engaged until that ring is on my finger.” She taunted, sticking her hand in his face and wiggling her fingers.

“Don’t…” his expression was flat and unamused

“…without a ring any eligible young batchelor could sweep me off my feet” she looked longingly at her ring finger holding her hand out before her and sighing.

In a flash, he grabbed her hand and scooped her up in his arms, rising to his feet.

“I would like to see them try”

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unnamed-mc · 2 months ago

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Through The Wolf's Eyes

Author’s Note: This story takes place after the “Penny for Your Thoughts” sidequest in Year 3. MC is a witch that decided not to let Penny drink the Forgetfulness potion, as she believes Penny is strong enough to deal with her trauma. Rowan and MC are aware of Chiara’s secret.

This is a fanfiction based on Harry Potter: Hogwarts Mystery. I do not own any of these characters or the Harry Potter universe. All rights belong to their respective (and disappointingly problematic) creator. However, this story and space are inclusive and celebrate all fans. Hope you enjoy it!

Part 1/8

The Hufflepuff common room was filled with the usual comforting buzz of activity. Third-years exchanged Chocolate Frog Cards, while first-years huddled near the fireplace with mugs of hot chocolate. At the center of it all was Penny Haywood, chatting with a large group of students. Despite her cheerfulness, her eyes kept straying towards the far corner of the room.

Curled up in an isolated place, Chiara Lobosca seemed lost in thought. Penny had always tried to befriend her. They had been dorm mates for three years, but the pale-haired girl remained a mystery. She was reserved and never joined late-night gossip sessions. She simply kept everyone at a distance, and Penny couldn't understand why.

She got to her feet, brushing off her robes, and approached the quiet Hufflepuff with an easy smile.

Penny: “Hi, there! We’re about to sneak into the kitchens for some snacks. Do you want to come with us?”

The question seemed to pull her out of her thoughts. Her surprised expression quickly faded.

Chiara: “No, thank you.”

Penny: “Are you sure? It’ll be fun!”

Chiara: “I’m sure. See you later.”

Penny: “Alright, maybe another time?”

Chiara returned her attention to her book without responding. With a small sigh, Penny stepped away and decided to join her other friends. She flopped down next to MC and Rowan, who were quietly playing wizard's chess.

MC asked without looking up. “She rejected you again, didn't she?”

Penny: “She always does.”

Rowan gave instructions to a piece on the board, then said “That’s just how she is, Pen”

Penny: “But why? She’s been like this for years! I get that some people are just shy, but we literally sleep in the same dorm and see each other all the time. You’d think she'd be more open by now, but she's still keeping me at distance.”

MC and Rowan exchanged a look. Penny crossed her arms and lowered her voice slightly.

Penny: “And have you ever noticed that she just disappears sometimes?”

Rowan: “What do you mean?”

Penny: “She's been sneaking out some nights and brushes me off when I ask about it. At first, I thought she was visiting someone, but then I noticed something weird. She always comes back looking exhausted.”

Rowan's fingers fidgeted lightly and MC's body tensed.

MC and Rowan sat in silence. Each waited for the other to break the silence, but neither seemed willing to make the first move.

Penny: “You’ve noticed it too, haven’t you?”

MC hesitated. “Penny…”

Penny: “I know you two are close to her. I'm not trying to be nosy, I promise. I'm just really confused and I want to get to know her better. What is up with her?”

MC glanced at Rowan. Rowan gave a slight head shake, silently telling her to keep quiet.

Rowan: “If Chiara wants to talk about it, she will.”

Penny knew she should leave Chiara alone. Except the social butterfly wasn’t the kind of person to let things go easily. When Chiara once again disappeared on the night of a full moon, Penny was ready. She threw on her cloak, grabbed her wand, and followed her.

Part 2/8

The lone student arrived at the doors that led to the castle grounds. She was definitely not sneaking off to meet someone. Penny felt anxious as Chiara headed towards the Forbidden Forest. Her grip on her wand tightened and she sped up.

The trees made the forest way darker than she expected. Penny had to watch her step around the underbrush and roots as she carefully made her way deeper into the woods. Up ahead, Chiara finally stopped. She stood in the middle of a small clearing, bathed in silver light.

Out of nowhere, Chiara started trembling violently and clutching her arms. A low, painful sound escaped her lips. Before Penny could react, Chiara's body began to transform.

Bones cracked. Limbs twisted. Penny looked up at the sky, noticing the full moon. Her heart was pounding in fear, realizing what it meant. She watched in horror as Chiara’s entire form warped into her biggest nightmare. A werewolf.

A chilling memory seized her. The sound of Scarlett’s terrified scream. She could still see the fear in her friend’s eyes the day she was killed by a werewolf, years ago. Back to the present, the golden haired girl could only see Chiara’s sharp claws, similar to the ones that had ripped Scarlett away from her.

She screamed in terror. Chiara’s glowing blue eyes met hers as her head turned in Penny’s direction, her ears flattened against her skull.

Penny’s wand shook in her hand as Scarlett's screams rang in her mind once again. Unable to breathe, she started hallucinating. She could see her own death; at any moment, the werewolf would attack her, and her fangs and claws would rip her apart.

Chiara's muscles tensed but she stayed back. She then bolted into the darkness. Branches snapped under her weight as she ran through the woods, away from Penny.

Penny's knees buckled, and she collapsed to the ground. She was relieved to have survived, but terror quickly followed. Chiara was a werewolf. Shaking with fear, she got up and ran back to Hogwarts. She had never felt so scared before.

Part 3/8

The usually cheerful woke up the next morning determined to face the day. She headed down to the Hufflepuff common room, which was buzzing with its usual morning energy. Students were chatting over breakfast leftovers and finishing last-minute homework. Penny tried to get back to her routine by joining in casual conversations.

Penny's conversation with her friends was interrupted by the sound of the creaking door. Chiara stepped inside, and Penny's words immediately died on her lips. Fear replaced her usual smile.

The sudden change in her usually lively attitude was clear to the Hufflepuffs around her. One of them whispered: “Penny, are you okay? You just went quiet. Is it... because of her?”

Penny: “What? No, no.” She forced herself to smile, looking away from Chiara. “She just... surprised me, that's all!”.

The cluster of Hufflepuff students started whispering.

“You know what I heard? Apparently, Chiara’s obsessed with the ghosts here. She’s in love with one of them, and she tries to follow them around.”

“And I heard she was learning the ways of the dead. She probably thinks she’s one of them.”

“Maybe she’s possessed by one of them. It would explain why she’s always so weird.”

Penny felt uncomfortable as the others gossiped about Chiara and changed the subject. Chiara, visibly anxious, left the common room to hide somewhere.

Rowan and MC entered the room from the other side. They overheard the hushed whispers.

Rowan: “Did you hear that?” She muttered, clearly disgusted.

MC: “Yeah, I did. Penny really should've said something about those awful remarks.”

Rowan: “I don’t get it. She’s just letting it happen, and Chiara is already uncomfortable enough as it is. Where is she, by the way?”

MC: “I don’t know. She probably just wants some alone time right now. If she needs us, she knows where to find us.”

The two of them exchanged a look. They were fed up with the gossip, and with a simple nod, they walked out. Stepping out into the hallway was a welcome change from the stuffy room.

A few hours later, in Potion class, the air was thick with the scent of burning ingredients and damp stone. Snape walked to the front of the classroom, his presence silencing the students as they took their seats.

Snape: “You will be working in groups of four today.” he announced with a cold gaze. “I will make the groups myself.”

Penny was excited by the prospect of potion-making. She sat up straighter.

Snape: “Haywood, Lobosca, Brown, and Fawcett, you will work together on the antidote to common poisons.”

Chiara nodded slightly, but Penny remained still. The tension was subtle at first as the four of them began to work in silence. She maintained her composure, carefully measuring powdered unicorn horns. However, when Chiara reached for the stirring rod, Penny instantly drew back.

Chiara was sad to see Penny be so panicked because of her. So she spoke as little as possible. They were supposed to work together, but Penny and the others naturally leaned toward each other. Their conversations became more hushed and private, leaving Chiara on the outside.

Snape finally dismissed the class after what felt like an eternity. Penny's shoulders relaxed as she stepped away. Her friends followed, and their discussion went along just fine.

Chiara cleaned the cauldron after everyone else had left, alone. She was filled with regret. She should have been more cautious the night before. Things like that happened at almost every class and during lunchtime, she could feel the tension while she was sitting at the Hufflepuff table. Penny's fear was obvious, and Chiara’s mind came to a conclusion: her presence was a burden to others.

Part 4/8

Chiara's absence grew more and more noticeable as the days turned into weeks. Chiara began skipping meals and missing classes. She would keep her head down and disappear as soon as lessons ended. Nobody seemed to know where she went and while most people didn't seem to notice or care, Rowan and MC did.

One evening, they sat together in the common room, their books open but long forgotten.

MC: “This isn’t normal.”

Rowan: “I know. She’s completely isolated.”

MC: “I'm getting worried. Whatever happened, we need to find a way to help her.”

Rowan: “We will, don’t worry.”

They had no idea that later that night, Rowan would get her chance.

Later, under the moon’s watch, the Hufflepuff dormitories were silent. In their dorm, MC, Penny and Rowan had been asleep. Of course someone was missing.

All of a sudden, the door creaked open. Rowan’s eyes opened just in time to see Chiara’s figure slipping into the room.She was moving as quietly as possible to avoid disturbing anyone.Rowan sat up and put on her glasses.

Rowan: “Chiara?”

For a moment, she didn’t answer.

Chiara: “Go back to sleep.”

Rowan was already climbing out of bed.

Rowan: “Are you kidding me? I haven’t seen you in ages!”

She gently puts her hand on Chiara’s shoulder.

Rowan: “Where have you been?”

Chiara: “It doesn’t matter.”

Rowan: “Of course it matters. You disappear for hours, you barely eat, and now you come back looking like you’ve been fighting with a griffin!”

Rowan's voice started getting louder. Chiara's head quickly turned towards the other beds to see if anyone had woken up. Rowan followed her gaze, then sighed.

Rowan: “Fine. Not here. Come with me.”

Chiara: “This isn’t a good idea Rowan, you could get in trouble.”

Rowan: “Chiara, please.”

Rowan took Chiara from the dorm, through the silent castle, and into the Artefact Room.

Chiara was exhausted and sat against the wall. Rowan sat beside her, and in the soft light, she could see the scrapes on her robe better. Along with bruises on her skin.

Rowan: “What’s wrong? Why do you disappear all the time?”

Chiara: “I can’t stand being around people, more than usual.”

Rowan: “If it's because of those ridiculous rumors, I can help you. We can always ask Penny to help us.”

Chiara: “I don’t think Penny wants anything to do with me.”

Rowan: “What happened?”

Chiara: “On the last fullmoon, Penny followed me into the forest. She saw me transform.”

Rowan was stunned.

Rowan: “I should’ve known she’d do something like that. I guess she didn’t take it very well.”

Chiara: “You’re right, and she’s been afraid of me ever since. I don’t blame her.”

Rowan: “Stop it, you are the sweetest person in Hogwarts.”

Chiara looked away. “If I hadn’t been so distant, maybe she wouldn’t have felt the need to follow me.”

Rowan: “You can’t say that! I love Penny but she had no right to follow you. Have you just been hanging out in dangerous places all alone this entire time?”

Chiara didn’t answer.

Rowan: “That’s insane! Why didn’t you come to us?”

Chiara: “Because I don’t want you to have problems with Penny. It’s not her fault if she’s afraid of werewolves.”

Rowan: “You’re my friend, you idiot. I won’t let this situation continue! You haven’t done anything wrong-”

Chiara: “Rowan, please stop. Thank you for worrying about me, but I am exhausted.”

Chiara finally met her eyes. “I just wanted to grab a chocolate frog in our dorm but this is becoming overwhelming.”

Rowan sighed. “Alright. But you’re staying here tonight. We both are.”

Chiara: “Rowan-”

Rowan: “No. If you won’t go back to the dorm, then we’ll sleep here. I’m not leaving you alone again. And you’re definitely not sleeping outside on your own.”

Rowan observed Chiara's hesitation, unconvinced that her words had made a difference. Despite this, Rowan settled down next to Chiara, listening to what she went through.

What Rowan didn’t know was that before morning came, Chiara would be gone.

Part 5/8

MC wakes up to Rowan shaking her shoulder.

Rowan: “She’s gone.”

MC blinks, groggy. “Who?”

Rowan: “Chiara! She left before I woke up.”

MC immediately sits up. “Wait, what? When did you see her?”

Rowan’s frustration was palpable. “Last night. She finally talked to me, told me everything. Apparently, a certain blonde witch thought it was a good idea to follow her on the full moon and found out her secret, against her will.”

MC’s eyes widened as she got up. “Blimey, I can’t believe she did this!”

“Oh, she did.” Rowan grabbed her wand. “And now, after everything we’ve done to make Chiara comfortable at Hogwarts, Penny decides to act like a coward and treat her like some dangerous monster!”

MC: “This has to be a misunderstanding.”

Rowan: “We need to find her. Now.”

In the common room, Penny is sitting with other Hufflepuffs, laughing and completely unaware of the storm heading her way. Rowan doesn’t waste time. She marches straight up to Penny, barely giving MC time to keep up.

Rowan: “Penny. We need to talk. Right now.”

The popular Hufflepuff is surprised by her friend’s seriousness. She excuses herself and follows them to a quiet room.

Penny: “What’s going on, Rowie?”

Rowan: “Chiara is missing.”

Penny frowns. “Again?”

Rowan’s patience is razor-thin. “She left before anyone could notice. However, she told me last night how miserable she’s been.”

Penny: “It’s really unfortunate but… what does that have to do with me?”

Rowan: “Penny, you went behind her back and discovered her secret before she was ready to share it! And for weeks, you acted like she was someone to be afraid of!”

Penny: "She told you that?"

Rowan: "We both know how you feel about werewolves. "

Penny: “I am trying. But this isn’t just about Chiara! ”

Rowan: “That doesn’t change what happened! Chiara never did anything to you.”

Penny: “I get that she's not a threat, but I’ve been dealing with a fear that none of you understand.”

Rowan clenches her jaw. “Which is obviously a good reason to ostracize an innocent girl.”

Penny looked guilty for a second, but she didn't say anything.

Rowan shaked her head. “We’re burning minutes on this. I’m going to look for her before class.”

Without waiting for a response, she turned and stormed off. Penny watched her leave, shoulders tense.

MC: “Penny…We need to talk later, okay?”

Penny: “Yeah. We should. Go find Chiara first.”

After agreeing to continue the conversation later, MC quickly follows Rowan.

Part 6/8

Things didn’t go as planned. Chiara had disappeared for two days which left Rowan in a state of panic. She and MC had been tirelessly searching the castle for any sign of the missing girl. The professors were worried too. During their search, MC came across Penny sitting in the courtyard, staring at the ground.

MC: “It’s been two days, Penny. Two days, and Chiara’s still missing.”

Penny: “I know. I hope she's fine.”

MC: “Then why haven’t you done anything?”

Penny: “What do you expect me to do?”

MC: “Maybe help look for her? I tried to be understanding last time but Rowan had a point. Finding out her secret made you treat her worse.”

Penny: “It’s not that simple. Every time I looked at Chiara, I saw what happened to Scarlett. I thought if I stayed away from her, I could avoid the pain. Am I supposed to pretend she doesn’t scare me?”

MC: “If you opened your eyes for more than three seconds, you'd see there's nothing to be scared of. You always talk about kindness, but the moment you got afraid, you abandoned her.”

Penny: “I didn’t mean to.”

MC sighed, rubbing her forehead. “Maybe this is my fault, too.”

Penny: “What do you mean?”

MC: “Back when you wanted to take that Forgetfulness Potion, I told you not to. I thought you could get past this on your own. But maybe I should’ve just let you take it.”

Penny froze for a moment, eyes wide open. She suddenly snapped out of it.

Penny: “You’re right.”

MC: “…I am?”

Penny: “I let my fear control me. I let it hurt Chiara. She didn’t deserve that.”

Then, without another word, she got up.

MC: “Penny?”

Penny: “The night I followed her… I saw where she ran, somewhere in the Forbidden Forest. She might be there.”

MC: “Then what are we standing here for? Let's go find her!”

Penny swiftly grabbed her wand and a magic bag. She pulled out a few potions: Wiggenweld, Sleeping Draught, and Fire-Breathing potion, just in case. MC grabbed two brooms.

Penny slung her bag over her shoulder and mounted her broom.

MC looked over at her. “You think she’s okay?”

Penny: “I’m not sure. But we will find her.”

They kicked off the ground, speeding toward the Forbidden Forest.

Part 7/8

Penny and MC entered the Forbidden Forest and decided to split up to find Chiara faster. Sunlight filtered through the trees as Penny spotted Chiara sitting on a fallen log. The light showed how sad she was. Penny immediately jumped off her broom and embraced her in a gentle hug. Chiara tensed up.

Penny: “I'm so relieved you're okay! I should’ve come sooner.”

Chiara: “I didn’t expect you to come at all.”

Penny: “I’ll make things right this time. I’m taking you back to the castle.”

Chiara moved away from her. “I'm not upset that you got scared. I get it. But that's exactly why you should’ve stayed away from me.”

Penny: “Don’t say that. I was wrong; that wasn't the right way to treat a friend.”

Chiara: “Penny, I appreciate your concern. But we are not friends.”

Heartbroken, she insisted. “I know I messed up. But that doesn’t mean you have to stay here. Come with me, please.”

Chiara: “I can’t go back. It wasn’t just you.”

Penny doesn’t speak right away. Guilt settles like a stone in her chest.

Penny: “Did something happen with the other Hufflepuffs?”

Chiara: “Some of them won’t leave me alone. They cornered me and told me everyone was tired of my presence. That things would be easier if I just went away.”

Chiara's words pierced Penny's heart. Her mind was haunted by the whispers and the cruel comments she had passively ignored. The harsh truth of her inaction made her hands tremble.

Penny: “Chiara, I’m so sorry-”

A guttural growl interrupted Penny and Chiara's conversation. A Chimera entered the clearing and looked at them with glowing eyes. The beast was ready to strike. Both Penny and Chiara stood up, wands drawn.

Penny focused on finding a way to escape. A potentially dangerous idea sparked in her mind.

Penny: “Bombarda!”

The spell caused a blast that shook the area. A tree log hit her. She fell to one knee as the Chimera stepped back, growling.

Chiara: “Penny!”

Penny: "I'm okay, distract the Chimera!"

Chiara casted spells to force the Chimera to retreat, allowing Penny to stand up.

Penny grabbed her Sleeping Draught. Using all her strength, she threw it at the Chimera's head. The bottle broke and the potion went into its mouth. It snarled and fell asleep. Chiara quickly came to Penny’s side to help.

Chiara: “That was a brilliant idea. But we need to get you out of here, you're hurt.”

Penny: “Yeah, I'll probably be in the Hospital Wing for a bit, but I’m glad we’re alive!”

Once Penny was stable, Chiara pulled her broom and swung a leg over. She jumped into the air with a strong kick. Using her sharp eyes and knowledge of the area, she quickly found MC. They flew towards Hogwarts; MC went to find Rowan while Chiara hurried Penny to the Hospital Wing.

Part 8/8

Once in the Hospital Wing, Chiara insisted on healing Penny herself, despite the exhaustion. Madam Pomfrey allowed it after a moment’s hesitation.

Madam Pomfrey: “You will need to rest after this, Miss Lobosca.”

Chiara didn’t need more encouragement. She first focused on healing Penny's wounds. The golden-haired girl looked pale but rested quietly on the bed as Chiara healed her.

A few moments later, the door to the Hospital Wing opened. MC entered, followed closely by Rowan. Both of them looked relieved to see Chiara and Penny. But it was Rowan who couldn’t contain herself. She ran straight to Chiara and hugged her.

Rowan: “Chiara! Thank Merlin, you’re safe!”

Chiara stiffened for a moment, then felt a sense of peace she hadn’t realized she’d been searching for.

Chiara: “It’s good to see you too, Rowan.”

MC stood off to the side, silently watching the reunion with a soft smile.

Rowan took a step back and looked at Penny. The tension was palpable.

Rowan: “Are you alright, Penny?”

Penny: “Yeah, I’m fine, thanks to Chiara.”

Rowan: “Good. I’m glad you're both safe.”

After a moment of silence, Penny reached for Rowan’s hand.

Penny: “Rowan…I hate being at odds with you.”

Rowan: “I don’t like it either. Luckily I'm not mad at you anymore.” she replied quietly.

Penny: “Really? I was ready to spend all night baking cauldron cakes to make it up to you.”

Rowan: “You don’t need to-”

MC: “I’ll gladly take cauldron cakes.” she said, ironically.

Madam Pomfrey, who had been working with the other students, looked up when she heard the girls' laughter. She gave the four girls a stern look.

Madam Pomfrey: “We’re not allowing visitors at the moment. Miss Haywood and Miss Lobosca need their rest, so it’s best if you leave for now. I’ll inform you when they’re ready to have company.”

Rowan squeezed Chiara’s shoulder one last time before she turned toward the door with MC following her.

The room grew quiet as Chiara finished healing her.

Penny, now sitting up, hesitated before speaking.

Penny: “I don’t want to be a coward anymore.”

Chiara: “You were incredibly brave to handle that Chimera the way you did. You're not a coward.” she said, still focused on her healing spells.

Penny: “I wasn’t talking about that. I'm sorry for everything. I shouldn't have followed you, treated you like a threat, or let others speak badly about you.”

Chiara's healing stopped as sadness overwhelmed her.

Penny: “I'll sort this out and make sure no one's giving you any trouble anymore.”

Chiara: “You… you would do that?”

Penny: “I should’ve done it a long time ago. No one should treat you like that.”

Chiara: “Thanks, Penny.”

Then, after a beat of silence, Penny spoke again.

Penny: “I just want to ask…what does it feel like? You looked like you were suffering that day. Does it hurt?”

Chiara: “The transformations are painful. Sometimes the worst part is not knowing what I might do. The Wolfsbane Potion keeps me grounded, but dealing with other people is hard too. Some are scared, others can be cruel so I decided to keep it a secret.”

Penny: “This sounds like a lot. Are you getting any help with it?”

Chiara: “I prefer taking care of things myself, though a few people help when they can.”

Penny: “What about your family? Do they help too?”

Chiara: “My parents do what they think is best.”

Penny could tell Chiara didn’t want to say more, and she didn’t want to push her. Instead, she offered a small smile.

Penny: “Well, from now on, you can count on me as well.”

Chiara: “That’s…nice of you.”

Penny: “I know we’ve had some rough moments, but I’d really like to be your friend, Chiara. If you’d let me.”

Chiara lowered her gaze as her fingers tightened briefly around her sleeve.

Penny: “Okay, okay, what if we just eat together tonight? You, me, MC, and Rowan. Nothing serious, just food and company.”

Chiara: “Sure. I really do miss the food we have at the Great Hall.”

That night they all had dinner together. It went surprisingly well, and it felt like a weight had lifted.

After that, Chiara started spending a lot more time with Penny, Rowan, and MC. They would have sleepovers, laughing and talking like old friends. Penny and Chiara really made an effort to be there for each other, and they became close friends. It wasn’t always perfect, but they leaned on each other and their friendship grew stronger over time. Eventually, Chiara stopped keeping to herself out of fear. She allowed herself to love and trust again, as those girls showed genuine care and support.

Bonus scene:

Penny had prepared a picnic lunch of pumpkin pasties and small sandwiches in Hagrid’s garden. MC, Rowan, Charlie, and Tulip were already there enjoying the peaceful afternoon. Penny hoped that meeting someone new might encourage Chiara to be less hesitant and open up to people. After a moment, she gently touched Chiara’s arm.

Penny: “Come with me for a second. There’s someone I want you to meet.”

They moved slightly away, towards a boy who was casually leaning against a tree with his hands in his pockets.

Penny: “Chiara, this is Jae. I thought you two might get along.”

Chiara: “Nice to... meet you?”

Jae: “Likewise.”

Penny, satisfied, turned away to fuss over the picnic setup. As soon as she was distracted, Jae leaned in a little.

Jae: “I didn’t expect to run into you like this.”

Chiara: “Me neither. She has no idea, does she?”

Jae: “Not a clue.”

He reached into his bag and handed her a small pouch.

Jae: “Wolfsbane ingredients. I figured you might need more soon.”

Chiara: “Thank you, Jae.”

Penny suddenly turned back.

Penny: “All good?”

Jae: “We’ve actually met before.”

Penny: “Wait, really? How?”

Jae: “Let’s say that she knows where to find me when she needs...stuff.”

Chiara: “Not all the time, but I can always rely on him if need be. I think it’s been a year now since we met.”

Penny: "It’s so adorable." She said with a huge smile.

Jae slightly blushed and quickly changed the subject .

Jae: “I don’t know if you noticed but Charlie's about to eat all the sandwiches. We can’t let that happen. Come on, you two.”

The three of them walked back toward the picnic blanket and spent most of the afternoon laughing with their friends.

#chiara lobosca #penny haywood #hp hogwarts mystery #hp fanfic #hphm jacobs sibling #hphm #rowan khanna #harry potter #hogwarts mystery

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kyliafanfiction · 1 year ago

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Okay, so limiting the list a little:

Experiments - A series of Mass Effect fics (with an omake series and a spinoff from one of the omakes) that is Female Shepard/Liara in the main series, involving Shepard being given a dick when they resurrect her between ME1 and ME2, as part of a plan to make her a breeding stud. Shepard does not play along, and angsts quite a bit over it, but happy ending in the end for Shepard/Liara

Done With My Graceless Heart - SwanQueen Season 1 Au where Regina's love for Henry overcomes her desire to keep the curse going, and she helps him find Emma knowing it will end the curse.

Someone has Already Claimed that Username - SwanQueen tumblr-centric AU. Assumes canon for most of the fic, but Emma and Regina are both on tumblr, though Emma doesn't know the person sending her hate messages (at first) is Regina.

Fighting For A Better End To Our Fairytale - Snow White/Regina fic where Regina lost all her memories of the Enchanted Forest when she was trying to forget Henry's origins, and she and Mary Margret fall in love. Then the curse breaks. Angst and drama and romance ensue.

Kara is Terrible at Keeping Secrets - Supercorp Oneshot collection, all the different ways Kara being Supergirl might slip to Lena. Very fun, a perennial re-read for me.

The Accidental Proposal - Based off of one of the oneshots in the above collection, this is a Supercorp Fic where Lena doesn't know Kryptonians propose with bracelets, and gives one as a gift to Supergirl (not knowing Supergirl is Kara, the girl she's been crushing on for a while). Shennanigans ensue.

This Ascent to Divinity is Lewder Than Expected - An Original Fiction slow-paced but very good Gamelit F/F story (featuring a Futanari MC and a lot of futanari elements in general). Very explicit, as the title would suggest, though a lot more than just smut. MC starts to get a harem of lovers as well. Has one of the best tsunderes I've ever read as the first character MC meets, absolutely what sold me on the story when I first read it.

Dungeons and Dalliances - Another slow paced Original Work by the author of Ascent, also Futa/Harem F/F story. MC aspires to be an adventurer, and gets an unusual, but powerful class - and it comes with a dick between her legs, and she gets powerups the more sex and sex-related activities she has, along with the Dungeon putting her and her compatriots into sex-related fights and puzzles.

You Are Mine - When she was dosed with RedK in season 1, Kara meets Lena, they have a whirlwind few days, but Kara gets increasingly obsessive and possessive while under the influence of Red Kryptonite. Angst/Drama, but happy ending.

Saw the call for f/f ship recs. Can folks share some of their favorite f/f fics in the notes? Let's see if we can direct some love to some of the authors who write the content we're all clamoring for!

An excellent idea!

The thing that springs to mind for me is actually not a fic but an original fannish flavored story on AO3: The High Priestess by Lucius Parhelion.

#Fanfic Recommendations #I'm discovering how many things I *didn't* bookmark #Very annoying #now I'll have to hunt them up on half-remembered summaries #Le Sigh

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whatami94 · 3 years ago

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Falling Leaves - Lost in the Forest

I have always thought that the scattering leaves upon the wind have a nice sound to them. I allow myself to let go of the handful I had gathered on the way. There's always more. I had allowed myself to wander where I would, picking the largest and reddest ones. It was mostly an unconscious effort on my part. It felt good to do something without thinking too hard about the "how's" or the "why's". I liked how that felt.

I paid the chilled wind no mind as I walked further on down the path. A passing thought told me that I should dress warmer; I'd always been so absent-minded, or so I've been told. I agree with the thought: I should've dressed better. I pick up another leaf: a yellow oak, this time. Or perhaps it's another one? I forget the name. However, it's feather-like shape distracts me from my task. Pulling it through my fingers, stopping, and then ripping it piece-by-piece. I throw the remains on the ground, satisfied with myself for some reason or another.

Glancing around, I seek another leaf. Focusing my poor eyesight on the ground, I reach for one that is the brightest red. A maple, I hope. I wish I could have brought my field guide with me. It's small and fits well in my pocket, but in my rush I left it and my coat behind.

What am I doing out here? I left in such a rush. Bitter cold grown from the shame of the matter fills my stomach. I can't remember why I left; that's always been the problem. I can't remember.

An unnatural urge to cry almost begins to overwhelm me, and tears threaten to leak out of my dry eyes. Hopelessness eats at me. I need to sit down. With knees wobbling, I sit down.

Where am I?

I'm lost.

Crunching the leaves in my hands, I slump on myself, falling back to look at the sky. The thinning branches still have leaves in them, but in a couple of weeks, I'm told, they'll all be gone. My favorite part of the year is almost over. It happens every year, I know that, but it still hurts.

Blinking the leaf dust out of my eyes, I stare at the area of sky just to the right of the sun. It feels so warm. The sun is so much warmer than the cold ground, even with the leaves. This is my favorite feeling. I smile to myself.

#my writing #short story #original writing #prose #drabble #one shot #The mc is lost in the forest but keeps forgetting that #like i think the point is relating to living in the moment can be hard when you have memory issues or something #i kind of live like this sometimes and I wanted to put this into words #i think it's called living in your head #but like what do i know

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writer-akihiko · 4 years ago

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so mc running away i love it the angst 👌 so if its alright can you the same but with the dorm leaders?(pls do a good ending my poor heart cannot take it-༎ຶ‿༎ຶ)

Dorm Leaders + MC Running Away

So I apologise for the lack of happy endings, if you want to call it that. The scenarios turned out much more different than the First Years probably because of the power gap I had in mind. Also, for anyone wondering, the Vice Dorm Leaders will have a shot of saving you next! When I get to it... Cut for length. Also please help to share because I limited the tags!

Warnings: Character Death [Not you or the main boy], mentions of abuse and emotional manipulation [On the Reader] and violent actions [The Dorm Leaders]

"I'm not going back."

"Wh... What?" He was astonished. "YN... I've looked far and wide for you- please-"

No words left his mouth as you stepped away from him, tears in your eyes and you were going to make a run for it again.

Malleus Draconia

Your words struck a chord in him. He didn't mean it, but when you said that you weren't going back, he almost lost control. What did you mean you weren't going back? You promised him to be his Queen!

No... he's not accepting this. His Queen deserved better. His larger hands encircled your wrists, stopping you in your tracks. No matter how much you tugged and pushed, Malleus' strength was beyond you. In your sole despair, you fell in his embrace.

Every ache and injury struck your core, as you cried your heart out. "I can't go back Malleus," you whimpered. "I... I'm sorry."

Your hands gripped tighter onto his clothes. "I don't mean to fight against you, I-"

The Fae Prince sealed your bruised lips with his own, pulling your smaller form into his lap as he took in the moment of the bittersweet, longing kiss. "YN... listen to me," He said, his own ice cold tears falling onto your cheek, healing your wounds. "You never have to apologise for your suffering. Not even to me."

Malleus held you close as you drowsed off. The gentle smile hardened into a growl, as his back arched, black wings bursting out of his body. Malleus, in his dragon form, summoned the thorns to protect you, holding you as if you were his personal dragon hoard…

The principal, or more accurately the culprit, Dire Crowley was a fool to step out. It disgusted Malleus to his very core, his claws setting the very ground on fire as Crowley stepped closer. No words were exchanged between them. For all the suffering you faced, it was to be paid in tenfold as the dragon took a deep breath, releasing the fire in his chest.

"It was a fraction of her suffering…"

Riddle Rosehearts

He was ballistic. Riddle had been eager to bring you back immediately, but the sheer refusal and attempt to run away made him think that you hate him. He was blaming himself, sobbing to the ground.

Riddle's breakdown made you stop. No matter what you did, you still love him. Riddle's hiccups of sobbing paused at the feeling of your arms wrap around him. He wanted this, he wanted your warmth, he wanted- no… he needed you so badly he'd ceased to function without you.

"I don't hate you Riddle," You said, kissing his tears away. Your pretty Queen of Hearts had ruined the uniform he so proudly kept up with and Riddle himself was unkempt. Riddle cradled your sore body, letting you tell him your stresses and your breaking point abused over and over again by Crowley.

Riddle's heart softened ever so much for you, as he realised that he was to a fault as well. It was then he started to cry for you. "YN… I… I lost control. I know I can't be forgiven for the stress you went through so-"

"Rosehearts! You found her, how wonderful!" The jovial Principal cried out. In his hand was a magic tracking spell and that's when Riddle was struck with guilt once more. He doomed you, again. He… no, he refuses to end it this way.

Your loving self became meek, frightened by the aspect of being under Crowley's care once more. You trembled, reaching out to the hem of Riddle's coat. "Riddle… Please don't let them take me…"

He pulled you up, whispering to you. "When I cast my magic, run YN."

"Ridd-"

"Never thought you'd defy me, Rosehearts. Being a law abider and all~"

"Off With Your Head."

Kalim Al-Asim

"Y-YN?"

Kalim desperately hung onto your ankle, on his knees, begging and bargaining you to stay.

"YN… Please don't leave me again," He begged. "I'll… I'll stop dragging you to parties! I'll get you anything you want just please… please come back to me."

His tears wet your foot, as his grip left light marks on your ankle. Kalim never meant to harm you. He was so desperate to make you stay, but in his heart, he knew that he didn't have the strength to keep you with him if you desired to leave.

"How could you think that?!" You cried out. You stooped to Kalim's level, tackling him in hug so hard that he crashes to the ground. "I… I'd never leave you if I had the choice! I couldn't stand NRC anymore…"

You sobbed into Kalim's chest, wondering when it'd all end. You could never refuse Kalim, but what about everyone else? What about Crowley? Your spine shivered at the monster's name, wanting everything to disappear except for you and Kalim.

Kalim didn't know what to do. He didn't understand why Crowley would do such a thing to you. If Crowley was causing you such pain… He'd just have to get rid of the problem. You only deserve the best, after all. It's not his fault, nor is it yours.

You had cried yourself to utter exhaustion. Kalim gently wrapped you up in his jacket, cradling you to his chest. As if clockwork, Crowley appeared to the heartwarming scene, simply glad that you were going to be returned.

"Al-Asim, Dire should patch her up nicely-"

"No."

Crowley coughed. "What was that?"

"I said no," Kalim reiterated. "I have no reason to listen to you…"

"Since YN and I aren't your students anymore."

Azul Ashengrotto

How grateful he was to find you near the water. He almost turned red at the thought of you willing to search for him. Azul never thought you'd long for him this way, but you knew him, and you knew him well.

As if on cue, you looked beyond the trees to see your beloved, running from the sandy shores barefoot to be caught by your precious Azul. Azul doesn't have the best reflexes, trying to catch you without hurting you.

Azul took one good look at you, and the sight was enough to make him cry. Messy hair, cuts and bruises littering your skin possibly from running through the rocky forest, feet with sores from rocks… and tearful, sorrowful eyes.

Not an inch of sadness deserved to touch you. That was one of his core beliefs. He didn't say anything to prompt you to tell about what you'd been suffering. He knew. He knew every line of the story, and it made him ever so guilty that it led to this. If he just paid more attention to you, or at least try to.

Azul offered you everything. An ear to listen and his body for comfort, with his arms wrapping about you. If the simple action was enough for your forgiveness, he'd do it over and over again.

It was for a moment Azul held you, before running the water with you in tow. From the forest emerged the tweels, but what was behind you made you scream. Crowley, with his magic, retaliating against the twins' magic.

Azul wrapped you around his tentacles, drifting further into the ocean with you. He bent down to whisper in your ear. "YN, close your eyes. Don't look."

You shut your eyes tight as you did, hiding yourself in Azul's chest, away from the scene.

"May we never see you again, Crowley."

Azul and the twins in their merforms plummet into the ocean, deep down where Crowley would never come to touch you.

Idia Shroud

He wasn't surprised that the huge robot scared you. It was his secret project after all. He immediately let himself out of the robot, but he was hesitant to step into the forest. Idia was scared, but he still had to protect you!

"Y-YN..."

"Idia!..."

You stopped running, seeing your boyfriend pop out of the robot. Idia was quick to get over his reluctance as his panic shifts to your injuries instead. He wanted to cry out of joy from the mere chance of finding you.

Idia tried to treat your wounds as best as he could with the emergency kit conveniently equipped [he really did think of everything] although his wrapping technique was unkempt at best.

Idia's attempts to heal you made you forget of all the suffering. You couldn't help but laugh, realising how much you missed Idia. He knew that you needed this time. Oh, how he wanted to whisk you away...

But he might as well. You're his, right?

Crowley didn't get close to reaching you. Idia thought of it all. He tracked every move the principal made, fooling Crowley to think that Idia was with you the entire time, with the tracking device that Crowley so faithfully gave him.

"How desperate... it's honestly funny..." Idia scoffed at the idea of Crowley getting to you.

With the S.T.Y.X androids, Idia confronted Crowley, who was in sheer confusion.

"Crowley… burn in hell."

Leona Kingscholar

Leona didn't hold back. He couldn't believe you would say such a thign to him… The only conclusion he reached to was that you hated him. You hated his very core, just like everyone else… He was scared. It frightened him to the core that after everything he did, you still hated him.

"YN… stop fucking around with me," He said, grabbing onto your wrist. He wasn't about to throw a tantrum then and there. He had to get things straight. "Hey… tell me. Was I just a waste for you?"

"W-What are you talking about Leona?" You pushed against his chest, trying to get some distance but Leona was way stronger than you. The lion couldn't listen to reason. He simply went on about how you must've hated him, and how much you despised him.

"Did I mean nothing to you, YN?" Leona was shaking, his shoulders trembling from the mere thought of hearing those words.

You wrapped your arms around Leona, pulling him in close. "I never did… How dare you think that you stupid lion?!" You said, sobbing your heart out. You were equally hurt, but you never once thought Leona would think such a thing.

The emotional reunion was interrupted by the principal himself, pretending to be moved by such a scene. The false pretense of safety caught on to you, and you were sent into a panic, clinging onto Leona for fear of your life.

"I hate you!" You yelled, your body crumpling to the ground just as Leona caught you. "I hate you, I hate you. I don't want to go back, don't make me!"

If you were to scream anymore, you might collapse from exhaustion. Leona was quick to carry you in his arms, holding you close to his chest, where you were comforted by his heartbeat.

"Hoi, good for nothing principal," Leona called out, a single claw drawn out, igniting his Unique Magic.

"Move before I turn you to sand."

Vil Schoenheit

He was stunned to see you in such a state. He called out for you, and you stopped in your tracks. Was he that incompetent that he can't keep you with him? Did he not treat you right? Was his mere presence just torture for you?

Vil couldn't keep it in anymore. He needed to know. "YN… why won't you come back? Tell me, is it my fault? Am I not worthy of you?!"

The once prideful queen fell into shambles of insecurity as his mind won't stop painting images of you walking away from him, of you calling him your doom, of him being your captor… No, he didn't mean it…

"Was I the villain in your story?! WAS I?!"

Vil had never cried as much as he did. He needed to know that you didn't of him as a nuisance. He really was worthless if he made you feel unwanted… so please, he needed an answer.

"How could you think that, my love?"

You stooped to Vil's level, brushing away the tears that ruined his makeup with your very hands. Oh, your poor Vil… You were too selfish, thinking of your own suffering. With Vil in your arms, you felt whole once again. You gave Vil your actual answer, relenting every moment of your stress that stemmed from Crowley.

Oh… how his sweet potato must've suffered. Vil had a stuck of guilt, considering that he was under an Overblot as well. No matter, he had to make things right. For your sake, for his love's sake.

"YN, Crowley is trying to find you. But I… I have to set things right," He said, pulling you up.

The rustle of leaves had you on guard as from it came Dire Crowley, revelling in the scene.

"Schoenheit. You are supposed to bring LN YN to me immediately as I ordered."

Vil for once scared you. It scared you how enraged he was, and your heart wrenched at seeing the ink droplets by his hand.

"Vil, don't you dare-"

He turned back to you, whispering for you to run to Rook's safety. "Don't cry, my love."

You tried to hold the tears once again as you saw Vil shifting forms to an ink-like mess, this time his rage directed at Crowley. You could only run away, praying in your heart that Vil was safe.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst scenarios #twst angst #twst dorm leaders #twst azul #twst idia #twst kalim #twst malleus #twst leona #twst vil #twst riddle #azul ashengrotto #idia shroud #kalim al asim #malleus draconia #leona kingscholar #vil schoenheit #riddle rosehearts

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honeybeewhereartthee · 3 years ago

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IMAGINE accidentally finding yourself in rinne village when his still living there as the next monarch and not run away from home yet.

MC: am I in another world? I don't remember being run over by the infamous truck-kun through.

Then they have this ' Oracle ' about a person from the outside world appearing in their village when their place is very hard to find unless your local there. And lucky you, you have the ability to get lost in the most stupid way like you have Zoro's blood run through you(only the being lost part is being inherited). So your the only outside visitor after a long, long, long time.

[ the outlander is the destined fated person of a fallen warrior monarch. Their descendants would be the key to get the glory of the ancestors --bluh bluh]

MC, daze after a long day of not eating and drinking after being lost in the forest or mountain biome don't process the words of the local who suddenly start worshipping and kissing your ass (metaphor one):...oh. who's that outlander... Is it a*ther and l*mine?

Cute red haired teen: it's you of course! Your going to marry big brother. 😁

MC: haha.

Cute red haired teen: haha haha

MC: hahaha haha.

Cute dumb red haired teen: hahaha. What are laughing at, sister in law?

MC:...

MC: people here are all weird.

You decided to run off that place that very same night, you did eat your full so you could survive out in the wild back to the city.

Through along the way of escaping, you meet another red haired in that village near the borders.

Seggsy red haired: what's good outside this walls?

MC: ...

MC: depend what you seek. But if you don't take risk to see the unknown you'll be stuck with regrets.

Also MC: man, quoting that deep of message makes me want to say Pog out loud but the drama in this scene can't be destroyed.

Seggsy red haired: is that so? Then you don't want to stay here ? You can live a very luxurious life being the spouse of the monarch.

MC: I don't even meet the guy, and you all weird with your tradition and all. Get a life. Goodbye seggsy stranger. You can pass the look of an idol btw if you go out this place.

And you runaway, somehow find yourself back to the city. Forget about the whole thing after a few years but then meet same cute red haired teen who yelled out of the open.

"BROTHER, ITS YOUR SPOUSE"

Btw, your in a concert since your friend dragged you in this place. It supposed to be a concert of idols but your stuck on your room for years since your quarantine (and your introvert which made it, more amazing ) so you don't know much what happen outside. Much less idols in idol industry.

Your lucky that your in the backstage (your Zoro's blood of being lost have triggered again) so only stuff and some folks in outfit (idols) heard and saw the scene.

Yellow wild child(aira): SPOUSE? HIIRO, LIKE YOUR OLDER BROTHER SPOUSE? *GASP, RINNE AMAGI HAVE A SPOUSE?! 👁️ 👄 👁️ 📸

others are just to shock to speak or careless about it (HiMERU)

MC: you most be mistaken.

MC: nope it's totally that teen from years ago. Damn. I almost forget about it.

Fleeing is the key, but even if you escape today who says you can escape forever? That being said you saw familiar faces when your out eating some sweets in the nearest cafe when your so hungry from long walk (being lost again for hours) when you open the door you dont notice someone looking at you till you felt your sense of space beings intrude by a arms being out around your shoulder.

Seggsy tall red haired: why I don't know I'll see my-- *teezzzzz

MC, who's holding a mini taser: keep your distance.

You heard laughing in some corner as your about to walk out of the cafe but your feet is been grab by the collapse no sense of space guy.

Seggsy tall red haired: ahaha... I like you.

MC: horrible choices || thanks I love myself too.

That same Day, you gain a leech on your life who bothers you more than fans of the team bothers you as his an idol--reason? He said his spouse like idols so he use that reason to run away from that other worldly village he lives in. Turn out his the older brother that other red haired called older bro and your so called spouse by oracle bluh bluh. And his name is Rinne Amagi.

Context: reader is known as MC. This is a crack fiction.

Hiiro Amagi speaking

Rinne Amagi speaking

The thoughts of the unknown

Oracle of the old time

PART 2

#ensemble stars x reader #crazy b #crazy:b #rinne amagi #rinne Amagi x reader #amagi rinne #amagi rinne x reader #ensemble stars rinne amagi #ensemble stars amagi rinne #ensemble stars rinne x reader #hiiro Amagi #amagi hiiro #HiMERU

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duskthevampqueen · 2 years ago

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Magical First Meeting (Part 1)

Hi! I know I haven't written for a few long time, but I suddenly had inspiration with my previous fantasy creature AU for Blooming Panic! Finally the reader is able to meet the fantasy LIs

Previous posts of this AU:

Fantasy LIs Fantasy LIs First Meets

In this, MC is a magic-user. This one is also only Xyx and Toast because of how long they were becoming and I didn't want to rush Owl's and Quest's.

1.5k words. Enjoy! :)

Xyx

You were most definitely lost.

You could’ve sworn this was a path to the closest village from your cabin out in the woods. You had run out of supplies of the spell that keeps your garden in harvesting year round, and winter was fast approaching. You could see it from the way the nights came sooner, colder and darker with every day.

You had thought that the village was southeast of your cabin, but as the sunlight slowly became dimmer, you had less and less confidence. Especially when it came to the point that you had wished you had brought the lantern that guided you through darkness. It was only a matter of time til you were trying to find a clearing or cave to stay in for the night under the light of the moon.

“You look lost, coming around here.”

You had just gotten near a clearing in front of a cave when you heard the voice come from behind you in the forest. It made you whip around, one hand immediately summoning a flame, something you were hesitant to do beforehand with how little magic you had.

The warm lighting revealed a tall man just a few paces behind you, emerald eyes immediately glinting off the light. His head flinched with the new brightness, causing glimmers across his cheeks and neck, scales reflecting gold.

Dragon shifter.

“I’m not looking for trouble. Just for a place to stay for the night.” You kept your voice strong, holding back the urge to step back. It sent a chill down your spine how close he got before revealing his presence, making you take a glance around to make sure he was the only one.

He held his hands up, tsking softly at your clear guard up. “Hey, hey, no need to get all skittish. I should be the one on edge, getting real close there.” He nods his head toward the cave behind you.

You took a spare glance back to the cave, looking back to him with suspicion. It took a few moments for it to set in what the cave could be. “....That's a cave you shift or shed in, isn’t it?”

“Who wants to know, hm? You haven’t been the clearest in your intentions here, ya know.”

He had a point.

“... I’m a magic user from the northwest. I was trying to find the nearby village again, as I ran out of supplies for one of my garden spells. I’ve been traveling all day, but I seem to be lost.”

The man snorted a bit, dropping his hands at the same time that he raised an eyebrow, a grin coming to his lips. “The village? The village is a day's trip from here. Must be a terrible liar, or one to forget that the village is a multiple day trip from wherever you’re coming from.”

It hit you when he said the latter option. You had forgotten it was a multiple day walk, because last time you had help from another magic-user that lent you their broom. It had been a half day flight at your novice pace, but a two-day walk.

At seeing your shoulders slump, the man hesitated for a moment before starting to walk towards the cave. “C’mon. I can go one more night without shifting. You’ll owe me some gold though!”

Your eyes widened at such an offer from the shifter, but as you watched him go past towards the cave, you felt a sense of relief. While staying the night with someone you just met for the first time wasn’t the most ideal, being close to a dragon in your favor is the safest.

As you followed behind him, you asked, “What should I call you?”

A hum followed, emerald eyes glancing behind to you. “.... Call me X for now.”

“X? What's with the nickname?”

The grin returned. “What's the fun of giving you info you ask for the first time? You gotta work for it, just like you’ll have to make a pretty good breakfast if you want me to give you a fly to the village tomorrow.”

Oh boy… What had you gotten yourself into?

Toast

It had been a fairly quiet day at the bookshop. With the lack of customers, you had been able to tackle a good portion of the bookshop that you had been putting off since before you could remember.

The previous owner of the shop sold it to you after you had been the only worker there for years, and he had gotten tired of the maintenance that came with the mass of books. Luckily for you, you had your magic on your side, but magic could only do so much against the giant pile of disarrayed books in the far back corner. It seemed like every time you chipped away at it, it became worse.

At sundown now from coming in early that morning, you had been able to get most of the books out of the pile. Repairing damages of such books took just a tap of magic, but also required time, and so did setting them somewhere to be organized later into their already full sections. This also resulted in small stacks of books now being all over the shop. It made you sigh looking down the aisles to see them all about.

Just as you were thinking if maybe this called for the whole shop to be reorganized, the bell above the door rang. The small sound made you perk up from where you had moved behind the counter to sit for a break. You looked over to the door, shocked when you had to look a bit higher than usual to the very tall person who had come in.

“Ah… are you still open…? It looks like you’re cleaning…” They furrowed their brows as they glanced around, and you felt embarrassment that a customer had to see your shop looking a bit like a twister had gone through it.

“Oh yes! I’m sorry for the mess, I’m working on getting through a pile of damaged books, and didn’t realize we’re so overstocked.”

“Oh, I see.” The person’s eyebrows eased, only to furrow again when turning and seeing you. His pale blue eyes seemed to assess you for a moment behind his round glasses, more confused than upset. “Are you the new owner? You don’t look like that old man enough to be his family.”

Surprised by such a direct question and assessment, you nodded. “I was the only worker of the old owner, and he sold it to me. I’ve had it only for a short time.”

“I see.” They walked closer, glancing downward occasionally to make sure they didn't knock over any stacks of books, soft pink-blonde hair only kept back by the braid it was in. The closer they got, the more you had to crank your head back bit by bit, til they were on the other side of the counter. “Can I have your name?”

“No, you can’t, but you can call me [Nickname].” The automatic response surprised both you and him, making him double take. For a moment he looked angry, but then his face started turning pink, anger changing out for embarrassment as he slowly put his head in his hands and bent over the counter.

“Shit… Sorry, I didn't mean to ask it that way. Gods, that was so embarrassing, that's the first rule of asking people their names.” They grumbled before slowly lifting their head to look up to you. “I’m an elf, I promise, but I understand if you still don’t trust me with your name.”

Your eyes widened, waving your hands. “No no, it's okay! It's second nature for me to respond that way, don’t worry.”

He slowly nodded, straightening up and clearing his throat as he looked away. “I’m an old customer. I haven’t been here for a few decades, so I should’ve suspected it would be bought or passed on to someone.”

Decades? They didn’t even look like they had hit 30 yet, the barest hint of stubble on their chin. It was always hard to remember that immortal beings could look so young for so long.

“I appreciate you coming back after so long. What brings you back after all this time?”

“I had moved to a smaller village north of here, but I’ve read all their books in their shop. I was hoping you had some new ones by now…” He took another look around. “But it looks like you need more help organizing.”

You couldn’t help but agree with them. At this pace, it would take you weeks to completely reorganize the whole shop to be able to fit the repaired books, even with your magic.

“Would… you be willing to help out?” At the raised eyebrows you received, you quickly spoke to attempt to explain. “I’m sorry to ask you when we just met, but I have no one else to help me, and you need books to read.”

They looked at you like you were crazy – which, granted, you were when you had never met them before – for a moment before contemplating how much free reading it could mean to help out organize.

“....Alright. I’ll help.”

#xyx blooming panic #blooming panic xyx #bloomic #blooming panic #blooming panic nakedtoaster #blooming panic au #fantasy au #dragon #elf #series

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intrinsic-damnation · 4 years ago

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I hope you enjoy the brief synopsis of what Remembrance will be about.

DEMO TBA

The Guardians.

It was a name that evoked the feeling of protection in the innocent. A gentle touch across your cheek as the bitterness of the world tries to swallow you whole. It was a name that promised protection from all things that threatened to diminish your light.

A promise that you used to believe in-- until now.

Until you were cast aside like yesterday's trash.

You were one of them once--a Guardian sworn to protect the innocent people of Earth-- until you were in the wrong place at a very wrong time.

In that one moment you lost everything that ever mattered to you. Everything that you had worked for your entire life.

Your reputation.

Your family.

Your team.

Thrown into a cell, with the key tossed away, you were left to rot for a crime you didn’t commit. A crime where the true perpetrators were still out there plotting. Just waiting for their time to strike.

You didn’t know if you would ever see the light of day again. Didn’t know if you’d ever feel the gentle breeze across your face once more. That is until you were called on once more to protect the innocent people of Earth.

Only this time you’d be working with a team of people that you helped put away.

The clock is ticking.

Callan Jones (AKA-- Aberration): A master thief that can get into almost anything completely undetected. A ghost in all but his physical form, Callan tends to keep to the shadows. Sharp hazel eyes watching the room for any opening he could exploit. Dark brown hair falling over his eyes in a shaggy mess that he rarely ever straightens. Age 30.

Eirene Sinclair (AKA-- Tempest): The leader of the Guardians who apprehended you as you tried to escape. Normally a woman that has a gentle smile on her face, you could never forget the look of complete heartbreak within her gaze as the cuffs were snapped on your wrists. Forest green eyes shimmering like precious gems under any light and golden brown hair falling to her shoulders in gentle waves. Age 33.

Drake Thomas (AKA-- Exodus): He was a new recruit when you were arrested. Someone that you could tell would go far given enough time and practice. You weren’t surprised that he was one of the highest ranking officials within the Guardians now. Dark brown skin seemingly pulls in all the light of the room. Honey brown eyes glinting with various emotions as his curly black hair falls over his eyebrows. Age 28.

Natasha Solovyova (AKA-- Huntress): One of the more unhinged members of the cast. Natasha is someone that will do anything in order to complete a mission. She’s someone you do not wish to meet in a dark alley ever. Platinum blonde hair falls in loose curls to her shoulder blades-- paired with her sky blue eyes-- it gives off an air of innocence. Something that she does not have. Age 31.

Customizable MC - choose your gender, sexuality, name, appearance, skills, and personality (there is a based personality though).

Character-driven, romance-focused story.

Can you forget your past to move on to your future?

Allow your unique experience to shape your skills.

In a world filled with superheroes and villains, figure out how you fit in.

Fall in love with 1 of 4 love interests.

#remembrance #demo #interactive novel #interactive fiction #choice script #hosted games #superheroes #villains #suicide squad inspired #the evidence was stacked against the mc #might add one more ro

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harunayuuka2060 · 4 years ago

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Diavolo: *telling Lucifer how he met a vampire and had sex with them*

Diavolo: *sigh in satisfaction as he reminisced everything*

Lucifer: Sounds good for you. But I have noticed that with your entire story, you never mentioned their name.

Lucifer: Are you perhaps keeping it as a secret?

Diavolo: ...

Diavolo: Lucifer.

Lucifer: What?

Diavolo: I forgot to ask their name!

Lucifer: ...

Lucifer: You, a demon prince, had sex with a vampire and you didn't even remember asking for their name?!!

Diavolo: I-I was feeling good and that thought didn't cross my mind. *having a regretful face*

Lucifer: *facepalm*

Diavolo: What should I do now, Lucifer? I still want to see that vampire...

Lucifer: *sigh* I can ask Asmo to help us. Maybe he has an information with the vampire you encountered.

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Asmo: A vampire in the forest? There could be one.

Diavolo: *getting excited* Who might it be, Asmodeus?

Asmo: Their name is MC. I have met them once. But their attitude pissed me off that's why I wasn't able to forget them.

Diavolo: ...

Diavolo: Did you have a relationship with them?

Asmo: *waves his hand dismissively* Not a chance.

Lucifer: That's weird. It's quite rare for you to despise someone, Asmo.

Asmo: *puffs his cheeks in annoyance* Well, they called me "sweet, innocent angel" when I'm already a demon.

Lucifer: ...

Diavolo: ...

Diavolo: *clears throat* Do you think I have a chance to see them again?

Asmo: I'm not even sure at this point, Lord Diavolo. Unless you do something that will make them stay with you.

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Simeon: Is this the forest Diavolo referring to?

Barbatos: Yes. This is where he met the vampire.

Simeon: That's weird. Why would a vampire stay in a place like this?

Barbatos: I don't know.

Simeon: By the way, Luke? Just stick with us, okay— *looks back and Luke isn't there*

Simeon: Luke?

Barbatos: Where did he go?

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Luke: *got lost and in the deepest part of the forest* *crying* Simeon! *sniffles* Where are you?

MC: My, my... What a sweet scent for a child.

Luke: *looks up and sees MC sitting on a tree branch*

Luke: Who are you?

MC: *smiles* *appears in front of him*

Luke: !!!

MC: My name is MC. How about you, child?

Luke: M-My name is Luke.

MC: Luke... Such a nice name... *proceeds to pat his head* Tell me. How did you get here?

Luke: I was walking with Simeon and Barbatos, but then they got lost. Now I didn't know where I am. *cries*

MC: Shh... I'll help you find them if you do me one favor.

Luke: What is it?

MC: *smiles*

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Simeon and Barbatos: *searching for Luke*

Simeon: Luke!!!

Barbatos: Where are you?!!!

Luke: *runs to them* Simeon! Barbatos!

Simeon and Barbatos: Luke!

Simeon: Where have you been?!

Luke: I-I got lost! But I'm here now!

Barbatos: Hm? Why do you have a flower crown on your head?

Luke: *giggles* MC gave it to me. They asked me to pick some flowers and they helped me in finding my way back.

Simeon: ...

Barbatos: ...

Barbatos: I think they just gave us an idea.

Simeon: Luke, is there anything else that they told you?

Luke: *nods*

Luke: "I hate individuals who are negligent with their children."

Simeon: ...

Barbatos: *chuckles* I see. So we made them angry after all.

#obey me #obey me mc #obey me diavolo #obey me lucifer #obey me asmo #obey me simeon #obey me barbatos #obey me luke #flirty vampire!mc

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storyofmychoices · 3 years ago

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Wound Care

[Troy Hassan x Astraea Callen Masterlist]

Pairing: Troy Hassan x Astraea Callen (F!MC) ; Shannon Fox Book: Wake the Dead :Chapter 7 Word Count: <1.1K Rating/Warnings: General with non-graphic mentions of blood, gunshot wound, injury Prompts: @choicesjuly2022challenge : Friends to Lovers A/N: Dialogue lines in italics are from WTD chapter 7.

Synopsis: After getting grazed by a bullet, Astraea offers to treat Troy's wound.

The pent-up nerves from their daring chase released as Astraea exhaled. Her muscles relaxed, her grip upon Eli loosening. The warmth of his back against her chest was nice. Her lips curled as she glanced at the tranquil scene surrounding them. This was nice.

The Raiders were lost in their trail. No signs or sounds of zombies. Just lush majestic forest surrounding them. She closed her eyes, letting the cool breeze brush through her hair. Her thoughts filled with the beauty of the seemingly peaceful woods. If it could stay like this—if they could just keep driving, could this peace linger forever?

As her thoughts drifted, the soothing green of the trees turned a harsh red. Her heart caught in her throat. Troy!

The gunshot replayed in her ears, his jacket darkening as his blood seeped over the fabric. Her stomach twisted more with each passing second. How could she let herself forget?

As soon as the colony came into view, Astraea barely waited for the bike to come to a stop before jumping off and rushing toward the van. "Are you okay?"

Troy was just sliding out, his shoulder slumping to the side as he held his injured arm. "Stings like hell, but I think it only grazed me."

Shannon took his arm in her hands, attempting to assess the wound still covered by the leather of his jacket. "I still want to take a look at you in my lab, just to be sure."

A grin grew on his face as he leaned into her touch. "If you wanted to get your hands on me, Doc, you just had to ask."

"Wha-- That's... I didn't--" Shannon stuttered, letting his arm fall as she took half a step back.

Astraea's pulse quickened at their interaction. Without a second thought, she slid herself between them. "Why don't you look after Elder Rain; he needs you more. I can bandage Troy."

"Are you sure? I don't mind."

"Positive." Astraea insisted, guiding Shannon further from Troy. "Basic wound care I can handle. You handle the real doctoring."

Shannon glanced back to Troy and nodded. "Okay. If you need me, come get me."

"Of course." Astraea agreed. As Shannon left, she stepped closer to Troy, ready to examine his wound.

A smirk pulled on his lips. His fingers raked through his hair.

"What's that look for?"

"First the Doc, now you!" His grin widened. His shoulders pulled back with new confidence. "You ladies can't keep your hands off me. I can't say I blame you, though. I heard scars make a man more attractive."

"You wish." She scoffed softly, attempting to walk away.

"I'm just saying, you were very insistent just now, how you came running over and pushed the Doc away." His brow quirked as he turned in front of her causing her to stop. "It's almost as if you wanted me all to yourself."

Her face warmed for a second, but she shook it off. She held the back of her hand against his forehead. "Oh, no! It's worse than I thought. Your blood loss has led to fever and delirium." She shoved him playfully.

"Ow!" He held his arm, feigning pain even though she had pushed his other side. "What kind of nurse are you?"

"I guess you'll have to wait and see." She smirked. "Let's go get you cleaned up!"

Troy followed her closely into the lodge, where Astraea led him to the bathroom with the first aid kit.

"Sit." She pointed to the ledge of the tub. "Take off your jacket and shirt."

"You know it's just a flesh wound on my arm. My t-shirt isn't in the way. I could roll up the sleeve."

"Are you the nurse here?" She insisted, "Shirt off!"

"Demanding—" he smirked, doing as he was told, "I like it."

Her gaze raked down his tanned, toned torso.

He watched her intently, enjoying her darkening gaze. "Like what you see? I don't have insurance, but if you'd like to make a full exam, I'm sure we can come to some arrangement."

"You're relentless." She turned away to hide her smile. Quickly, she filled a bowl with water and grabbed a cloth.

"You were the one staring."

"Was not," but even she knew her words rang hollow. Astraea sat beside him. She let the water drip from the wet cloth onto his arm. The thickened blood around the injury loosened and pooled into the base of the tub. The bowl of clear liquid darkened with each rinse.

Troy focused on her gentle care, trying to stay as still as possible despite the growing pain.

Her careful fingers inspected the area around the wound. Some blood still escaped, but the injury wasn't deep. His arm trembled as she applied antiseptic wash. "Just a flesh wound."

He relished her soft touch despite the intense sting. He swallowed hard, keeping his tone strong and even. "I believe that was my assessment as well."

She nodded. "I guess even you can be right sometimes."

"So you admit it... I was right, and you just wanted me all to yourself." He wagged his brow, his lips pressing into a cheeky grin.

Astraea pressed slightly harder into the wound as she wrapped his arm in a bandage.

"Easy," he winced.

"Whoops. My bad. I was having trouble focusing. Obviously, my thoughts of ravishing you now that we're alone were too much for me to handle. I can barely restrain myself." She hoped her sarcastic tone and eye roll would deter further presses into the issue. She exhaled purposefully, hoping to relieve the warmth that continued to grow in her cheeks at the actual thoughts of him clouding her mind.

As she looked up from the wound, she caught his gaze. He was closer than she expected—his face just a breath away, though neither of them moved.

"How does it look?"

"You'll live."

His hand settled on hers on the edge of the tub.

She licked her lips, her eyes locked with his. Any attempt to inhibit the warmth in her cheeks was lost at the moment.

"Astraea?"

"Yes, Troy?"

His thumb brushed across her knuckles. The heat of his breath tickled her lips. "Thank you." He leaned forward, closing the gap. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, lingering a moment longer than he probably should have.

"Don't mention it." She quickly turned away, cleaning up the mess they'd made.

Troy slid his shirt back on and attempted to wash the blood out of his jacket.

The two shared the small space, stealing glimpses of the other, a subtle smile on their faces each time their gaze met.

A/N 2: Sorry for the lack of creativity in the title. Nothing was coming to me.

Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed this. I don't like when other characters get to tend to my LIs wounds. Like no. Let me do that!!! Soft touches and tender moments!

Tags in a reblog, let me know if you'd like to be added or removed

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foxtricksterwriting · 2 years ago

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SLSQ MC 3

Author's note: here's the second one! I keep trying to spell zer alias like hanya, but there's two fucking n's but the two n's like that don't? Look Right??? idk man

Credits: the IF SLAUGHTER SQUAD belongs to @harlequinoccult

Preferred Name: █̩̺̗̩̱͔̜͕͚̐͊̈̎̎ͪ̋͘͘͟͞͠█̮̣̪̬̓̂̇ͅ█̶̘̭̼̥̮͕̞̟̔ͥ̓̃̀́█̸̴̶̢̫̲̲͎͍͔̝̠̝̜͇͍̏̇͑ͫ̆̿͑̉ͫ̊ͣ̐̃ͮͥ͑̈́̔ͨ̀͒̌̾͒͘͟͢█̸̼̹̙̺͓̯̝̑̓͂█̷̢͔̼̮̙͓̬͊ͯͧ́̓̌͝ █̶̰̤̏̀̒̊̃͑̓͐̌̑̕█̵̨͔͍͈͚̠̻̜̝̰̭̅́͊ͥͥͣ͋ͯ̈̃͑ͭͭͩ̍̒́̌́ͩ̇ͭ͡͠_̞͍ͥͦ͑͠█̷̡̨̞͔͖͊̈́ͯ̑̇ͧ͌͒ͥ█̶͔͖͈ͣ͆̅̏͆͗̅͌͌͆ͪ̓̌͋ͬ̕͜█̸̛̯̼̾͒̕█̝̞͖̟̳͙̖͋ͨ͛̓̀̅ͧͥ̾██̞̮̜̟̟̗̳̱̰́͐ͨͦ̄͗̀͆̎ͥ̐̍ͣ̽͘͘͘̚͢͡ (Not a chance, fucker)

Alias: The Hannya

Gender + Pronouns: Agender + ze/zer, tolerates they/them on rare occasions.

Age: 25

Occupation: Part-time bartender, full-time student (Heh, I'm kinda smart~)

More About Zer; Blunt and ready to fight at second's notice, The Hannya is a force to be reckoned with. Ze lack a filter and blurt out the first thing ze think of. Honest, often doesn't even think to lie about a situation. Ze can seem a bit arrogant and bossy, barking out orders to others. Interestingly, ze're not afraid to say ze need help with something and believes that there's no shame in asking for assistance.

Ze can be a bit airheaded, but this is due to thinking about way too many things all at once. Zer observance is a skill others often forget about zer; ze notice and remember a lot more than anyone thinks. Ze can often tell where someone has most of their important belongings at a glance, like what pocket you always put your phone or wallet in or that you have a long necklace you try to keep out of sight under your shirt. If ze talk to you, ze'll bring up (mostly harmless)topics from a conversation ze weren't even a part of, like ze overheard you talking about a new tv show or game you started playing.

Ze stick to zer twin brother like glue and the two are rarely seen apart. Ze feel immense guilt about what he's gone through, as ze think ze could have prevented it. Zer loyalty to zer brother is almost obsessive and zer willing to do anything he tells zer to do. The Hannya is overprotective, too. If ze think someone even looked in zer brother's direction with a hint of frown, ze'll maul that person in seconds. But, that's not to say ze aren't capable of being silly sometimes. Zer friends describe zer as childish and adventurous, ze're the first to try something new and carefully encourages others to do the same.

Fun Facts

Pinterest here~

Playlist there~

Romances Cold, only Cold.

Ze're a vegetarian

Another one that you don't want in a kitchen. Don't even let zer LOOK at the kitchen. Will complain about it, but it's better this way.

Ze're going to college for forensic science

The Hannya is so used to zer twin being over prepared that ze often don't have anything on them except zer phone and keys. Then complains about not having anything.

Likes hiking, reading and photography. Ze love nature and tend to spend a lot of time outside, in the woods.

Ze have a odd fascination with death, stemming from zer background. Zer twin shares this same fascination.

Ze collect bones and other random things ze bring back from the forest. (Hey, look at this one!! It's a rib! Think it came from a deer or somethin')

Idk if SLSQ has a 'canon' backstory for MC(aside from Carter), so I've made a backstory for the twins. I think I'll make a in depth post for it later, in the meantime here's the spark notes version; the twins family moved to America just before they were born, then died. They were adopted into a shit family and eventually one ran away. The other was caught trying and forced to stay. They lost contact, then found each other as adults and are inseparable now.

#MC #MC: Hannya

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duskwoodgirl4life · 3 years ago

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How two people came together - Part 15

How two people came together - part 15

MC: so what happened with you and Jessy? she's just been crying her eyes out she said you broke up with her. Richy: I can't do this anymore MC, i can't keep living my life like its all a lie it's eating me up inside and i don't know what too do….. MC: Richy what ever it is that's happened you know you can talk too me please tell me what's going on, i will help you in anyway i can. Richy: it was me, it was me all them years ago i did it i did it all MC: Richy you are scaring me now, just tell me am sure it's not all that bad Richy: but it is it is really that bad, it was me that…. it was me that kidnapped Hannah all them years ago, i did it all I sat there in complete shock over that Richy had just told me i couldn't believe it the man that i called a friend he did it all he kidnapped Hanna and made all thoughts phone calls to me hell he was even the one that attacked Jessy. Richy: I understand, i have left letters for you all just know that i don't blame you for hating me i hate myself so much right now tears started too fall down my face i couldn't think i didn't know what too do my brain still trying too process the words. MC: why Richy? why did you do it? why did you kidnap Hannah? why did you make all the calls to me saying you wanted too kill me? why did you attack Jessy? a million questions now going through my head all starting too come out. Richy: I know you have a lot of questions and i know you want answers and that is what i am going too do for you, i will explain everything and then i will go too the police and tell them everything that as happened. It all started the day of the pine glade festival i had been drinking all day i was pretty drunk when i got home there was a knock at my door when i answered it was Hannah and Amy they wanted me too take them back too the festival i think Amy said she had lost something i can't remember i said no because i had been drinking. So i decided too give them the keys too an AMC Gremlin it was due too be scrapped Hannah had been driving it around the yard a few times so i just gave her the keys and they left. A few hours later they both come back banging on my door when i opened it they where both upset the car was covered in blood i just figured they had hit a deer and it had just upset them, but i was so very wrong Hannah told me she had been the one driving when she hit Jennifer she was walking along the side of the road when it happened. Hannah didn't know what too do she asked for my help so she took me too where the accident had happened and all 3 of us took Jennifer into the forest and started too dig. We never spoke of it again until Hannah has started too act different she seemed distant somehow she told me she wanted too go too the police and tell them what happened it was like she had just forgotten me i had kept all of this secret, i couldn't risk losing everything so she had told me a bit about the man without a face and i became him i made him real and kidnapped her.

Amy just wanted too forget about it she couldn't face it anymore so i decided too make the man without a face become real for her, but things didn't go the way they should of i just wanted too scare her but she couldn't take it and she ended her life she had left a letter explaining why she had taken her own life. So i took the letter and moved Amy's body into the forest where Jennifer's body was. MC: this was a lot too take it i was still sat there with tears running down my face not knowing what too do or say, it felt like my whole world had just come down around me and i didn't know how too put it all back together again. i finally pulled myself together and started too type why did you attack Jessy?

Richy: that was never ever planned but i needed too do something too take the heat away from Phil i wasn't expecting him too get arrested, so i attacked her and marked her door MC: why all the threatening phone calls? why did you do that too me? why did you make me watch at blood came from your mouth why?? Richy: I am so sorry MC i never meant too scare you like that truly i am sorry for what i have done too you would you believe me when i tell you that i am truly sorry for everything that i have done i never meant for any of this too happen MC: I do believe you Richy, i know you are not that person but i need you too do something for me please, Richy: sure what is it? MC: meet me at the Aroura later on tonight when it's gone dark no question just be there at midnight Richy: okay i will be there. MC is offline Richy is offline I sat back and the tears started too fall again this time i couldn't control my sobs Jake could hear me from his office and he came out too see if i was okay Jake: Mc what's happened? he sat down next too me and put his arms around me and just held me and waited for me too explain everything that had happened i showed him the chat between me and Richy, he couldn't believe what he was hearing he was in complete shock, but even though he was angry and upset he kept holding me.

#duskwood jake #duskwood #duskwood hacker #everbyte game #duskwood richy #duskwood jessy #jake x mc #duskwood jake x mc #i love you jake #iamjake

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dialovers-translations · 4 years ago

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Diabolik Lovers DARK FATE ー Laito Maniac [Prologue]

ー The scene starts in the living room of the Tsukinami Manor

Carla: ーー I doubt I need to remind you, but we are keeping an eye on you two at all times.

If you try anything funny, or fail to carry out the plan on time.

My Familiars will have no mercy ripping both you and that woman apart as per my command.

Laito: Yeah, yeah, you don’t need to tell me a million times.

I thought you said yourself that I’m not an idiot, remember?

Carla: That is exactly why.

Laito: Eh?

Carla: Fools do not even think. However, you are different.

In other words, I realize that there is always the possibility that you will change your mind.

Laito: ...Hmー Well, thank you for the compliment. Although I think you might just be giving me a bit too much credit.

ーー Shall we get going, Bitch-chan?

Yui: Yeah...

( Is this really the best decision...? )

*TIMESKIP*

Shin: Nii-san, why didn’t you have him leave the woman behind with us?

Didn’t we need her as a hostage?

Carla: He is serious.

Shin: ...Aren’t you putting a little too much faith in him?

Carla: Think about what might happen after he kills Karlheinz...

Shin: ...

Carla: That woman might be our way to put a stop to it then. (1)

Shin: I see...

Carla: Either way, the Familiars are keeping a watch on them.

If an unforeseen situation arises, we can easily deal with it.

Shin: I trust you. However, I’ll head to the Demon World as well, just in case.

You should return to Banmaden, okay?

Carla: Yes, very well.

Shin: Well then, I’ll move with haste. I’ll lend you a few Familiars just in case something happens.

Carla: ...

ー The scene shifts to the forest in the Demon World

Laito: I didn’t think we’d find ourselves coming here, out of all places...

Yui: Laito-kun, where are we...?

Laito: It’s Richter’s castle.

Yui: Richter...He’s you guys’ uncle, right?

( If I recall correctly, he’s Karlheinz-san’s younger brother... )

Why would Carla and Shin tell us to come here...?

Laito: I assume that he’s working with the two of them.

He absolutely loathes that man after all.

Yui: Right...

Laito: My family is a mess, don’t you think? Fufufu.

Well, no point in standing here talking forever. I’m not too thrilled about this, but I guess we should head inside?

ー They enter the manor

Richter: ーー Welcome to my castle.

Laito: Thank you for having us, Uncle.

Yui: Pardon the intrusion...

Richter: I heard you will be staying for a while. You haven’t been in the Demon World for quite some time, haven’t you? Take it easy.

Laito: Heeh. You’re being rather kind.

Richter: I’m generous towards those who share the same objective as me.

Yui: ...

( Objective...Does that mean he’s out to kill Karlheinz-san as well...? )

Laito: Oh geez~ You gave me goosebumps just now. Please don’t get the wrong idea.

I’ll kill him for my sake, you know? Not for yours, or for that woman’s.

Richter: Do not refer to your own mother as ‘that woman’!

Laito: Fufufu, my ‘mother’, huh? I’m not quite sure when she ever acted as one though.

Yui: L-Laito-kun!

Laito: Ah, sorry, sorry! I can’t help myself in front of this guy, you see?

Richter: I’ve heard enough. Get to your room.

Laito: Good idea. That’d probably be best for both of us...

Let’s go, Bitch-chan.

Yui: Yeah...

Laito: ーー Aah, there’s one thing I forgot to ask.

Richter: ...What?

Laito: Are you sure you don’t want to do it yourself?

Richter: Do what?

Laito: You hate him, don’t you?

Richter: ...One cannot kill a fellow Vampire out of hatred. You know so as well, don’t you?

Laito: I see. You’re scared, huh?

Richter: ...!!

Laito: Sorry, sorry~ Slip of the tongue, you see?

Yui: ( Haah... Will things be okay like this...? )

ー The scene shifts to the bedroom

Yui: ...Laito-kun. Richter-san is letting us stay at his house, so you shouldn’t provoke him like that.

Laito: Haah, I’m sorry, okay? I just end up recalling memories I’d rather forget when I see him...

Yui: ( ...Laito-kun... )

However, I’m worried the two of you will get into a fight.

Laito: You’re right. I should have just punched him across the face instead of beating around the bush.

Yui: Y-You can’t...!

Laito: Ahー ...My bad. I honestly just got irritated...

I wonder if it’s because of the lunar eclipse? That woman’s face keeps on flickering through my mind...

Yui: I see...

ー She embraces him

Laito: Bitch-chan...?

Yui: ( I wrapped my arms around him without thinking... )

I was hoping I could soothe your anger even just a little.

Laito: ...If anything, it has triggered a little something inside of me...Nfu~

Yui: ...!?

*Thud*

On certain CGs, little black roses will appear on the screen. If you click on them, you get an extra line of dialogue.

“You really are a ‘Bitch-chan’, pulling me into a hug like that.”

“Say...You don’t mind, do you? Of course you don’t. I ‘love’ you after all...”

Laito: Woah there, you’re not getting away~

*Rustle*

Yui: Kyah!

Laito: You’re the one who enticed me, so you can’t back out now.

Yui: B-But...Right now is...

Laito: Nfu~ Is that a no? But just look at how much I love you...

Yui: ...!!

Laito: I want your blood. Right now...Please...?

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: Laito-kun, sto...

Laito: Bitch-chan...I love you...

Yui: ( This ‘I love you’ is different...He’s only saying it to silence me. )

( Just when I thought we were finally on the same page. )

( I don’t want him to take out his frustrations on me like this... )

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: Stopーー

Laito: Don’t・want・to!

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ...! I’m serious, cut it out!

*THUD*

Laito: Wawah...!!

Yui: Ah...!!

( Oh no...I pushed him a little too hard by accident... )

I-I’m sorry, I acted on instinct...

Laito: ...

Yui: A-Are you alright?

Laito: Haah...I’m the one who should apologize.

It’d be fine if you were just pretending to dislike it as part of the fetish, but you were serious just now, weren’t you?

Yui: I...I truly am sorry...

Laito: Don’t sweat it. More importantly, why did you oppose me that strongly?

You have a reason, don’t you?

Yui: Well...

Laito: Tell me.

Yui: ...To me, it appears as if you’ve become desperate.

Laito: Desperate...? In regard to what?

Yui: Well...Yourself...

Laito: I see...

I see...That’s how it comes across, huh? Is that why you refused me?

Yui: I don’t want you to try and cover up a serious matter...By acting like your usual self.

Laito: I’m not covering anything up. Besides, what do you mean with ‘a serious matter’?

Yui: T-The thing about Karlheinz-san. Are you actually...going to kill him?

Laito: Good grief, you’re saying that now as well?

While it may come across as overly desperate because I decided it on the spot.

However, I’m calm. I will kill him because that’s what I want to do.

Yui: Uu...

Laito: There’s nothing desperate about it.

Yui: You’re lying...

Laito: ...I’m not.

Yui: I can tell...That you’re afraid of losing me...

That’s why you’re willingly going to face Karlheinz-san...

You’re hoping that...You’ll lose your life in the process, don’t you?

Because that’d be easier on you...

Because it’d liberate you from your suffering...

Laito: ...

Yui: That’s exactly why I’m saying you’ve become desperate...!

Don’t run away, Laito-kun...!

Laito: Haah...I’ve lost my touch.

Yui: ...

Laito: I didn’t think you’d ever be able to read me so well...

Yui: Laito-kun...

Laito: Bitch-chan, you see...I just want everything to end.

I don’t want to lose another person I hold dear.

Yui: ...Uu...

Laito: Of course, I won’t deny that the love I felt for that woman was nothing but lies and fables, that didn’t get rid of the sense of loss I felt when she passed.

I’m terrified...of experiencing that same feeling again.

The reality that one day you will pass and leave me behind by myself...It scares me.

Yui: Is that why you say you want to die...?

Laito: Exactly. I’m weak. Because I know that,

I’ve always lived in denial of love, never letting myself grow attached to anything or anyone.

...I figured it’d be easier on me...If I never had loved ones to begin with. I wouldn’t have found myself in this current situation either.

However, then you were thrown at me.

I’m stuck in your thorns... (2)

Yui: ...Laito-kun...

Laito: I wonder if I should just kill you instead...?

By doing so...I might be able to escape this fear...?

Aah, but when I think about what will happen to me by doing so, I feel like I’m about to go crazy.

I don’t want to lose you...Yet I’m contemplating killing you myself...

I realize it’s contradicting, but that’s just how much I feel driven up a wall.

Of course, I realize you might not understand as the one who would leave me behind...

ー He embraces her

*Rustle*

Yui: ...What should I do?

Laito: You don’t need to do anything. This is my issue, remember?

Everything will be resolved once I’m gone. If I die...No, I want to die.

Yui: Don’t say that...

Besides, I don’t want you to die. What will happen to me...? I’ll be left behind as well, you know...?

Laito: ...

Yui: ( Why won’t he answer my question...? )

You’re being selfish...

Laito: Yeah, you’re right.

Yui: ...I would never leave you though...

Laito: Fufu...

Yui: Why do you laugh?

Laito: I mean, that’s...Right.

ーー You liar...

Yui: Uu...

Laito: Fufufu...

Yui: ( Why would he say that...? )

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) Carla says that Yui might become a ‘checkmate’. I’m not 100% certain on what is meant with this line, but perhaps Carla knows that Laito could inherit Karlheinz’ powers upon killing him and plans to use Yui as a back-up plan then.

(2) I found this line to be quite tricky. Literally he says that he can no longer escape the ‘thorn’ (いばら) being Yui/the MC.

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