#The book of desires🌹

[strawberryfairi]

New Story Alert!!!🧚🏾‍♀️

"𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞…"

❥ After discovering a strange yet alluring red book in a boutique bookstore, you find yourself sucked into a strange world, where all of your inner most desires exist...

Pairings: Wakasa Imaushi X Musician! Black Fem Reader🤎 (ANYONE CAN READ🧚🏾‍♀️)  Tags: Authors AU, sci-fi, retro 80's/neon futuristic world, smutty romance, good girl! reader, reader is a talented nerd, slight corruption kink, sexual tension, "cyber-world"

Out Now: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝒟𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈 Wakasa Imaushi x Black! Fem Reader🤎 (ANYONE CAN READ)

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ 0:57 ————|——— -2:10

Volume: ■■■■■□□□

Chapter Masterlist: Ongoing (Coming soon)

┌────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────┐ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝒟𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈

ɪɴᴛʀᴏ 𝟏 || 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 || 𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝟑 || 𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝟒 || 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝟗 𝟓 || 𝐃𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝟔 || 𝐀𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟕 || 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝟖 || 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐚

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A/N🧚🏾‍♀️: I already know some of y'all bouta be like "Now girl, if you don't finish them other damn stories". But bruh let me cook y'all😭!!! I really like this idea and I've been DYING to write for Wakasa for like...ever for real. But anywayssss🤭 I hope y'all enjoy this new story!!! COMING SOON

[blepzebul]

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[ivesambrose]

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Picture 1

- Both of you are intellectually driven. Good at observing and reading people. Assertive and often cut throat when circumstances call for it. Will prefer independence and being single over empty or surface level connections.

- May have dealt with a strict mother figure or sibling.

- Seeks wisdom and travel above all. Academics and knowledge is also extremely important to both of you. You and them may also be overqualified or haven't liked sticking to one particular degree or field for long.

- Both of you might like trekking or feel connected to the mountains and outdoors.

- Often display obsessive and perfectionist behaviour in terms of work. Might have specific hyper fixations.

- Might have struggled and overcame addictions or addictive behaviour or have faced controlling partners or people in their lives.

- One of you prefer leisure time and being left alone to pamper yourself when stressed or overwhelmed, other might resort to channeling that into sports, working out or getting work done.

- Animals feel safe around both of you.

- Prone to sleep paralysis or vivid dreams. One of you can't tolerate alcohol or recreational drugs at all.

- May have mercury and 9th house synastry. May have Sagittarius, Libra or Leo in chart.

Picture 2

- Both of you carry grief that has made you feel stuck, may have made you feel ashamed or guilty. But y'all have channeled that into perseverance. Might have been victims of bullying or have witnessed it. This has given both of you a strong sense of justice and the desire to help those in need, the underdogs and the oppressed.

- Neither of you back down from something you're dedicated towards even if it takes time.

- Both of you might come across intimidating to most.

- One of you posseses good language, understanding and networking skills. Are rather mutable. The other is a natural born leader. These two qualities overlap or interachange in each other's presence with time.

- Fiercely protective of loved ones and just as nurturing. Often too sympathetic and need to establish stronger boundaries.

- Life has knocked both of you down a notch several times but it has given you two the ability to rebuild stronger foundations every single time.

- Don't necessarily do well under pressure but will come up with the most radical idea or breakthroughs when least expected.

- May have dealt with intimacy issues.

- Need to be very mindful of the people both of you trust and are vulnerable with.

- Can be an extremely influential duo together. May lead a rather non traditional life.

- Might have 8th and 12th house synastry or moon synastry. Might have cancer and aquarius placements.

Picture 3

- Both of you believe in fate, destiny and luck. Right place and right time but are also rather controlling by nature. Some days you'll go with the flow and let things happen other times you will take charge.

- Both of you cannot and will not back down. Life has thrown daggers at you, yet you have overcome them. Unmatched determination.

- One or both of you may have suffered from anger issues and now transmute that elsewhere.

- Excellent wordsmiths and magnetic personalities. Might be good writers, poets, directors, planners etc

- Both of you have distinct, attractive and memorable voices.

- May struggle with anxiety or insomnia. Might stay up late at night cuz that's when your brain feels most active.

- Both possess emotional intelligence but tend to carry burdens, emotional labour and resentment for long periods.

- Love luxury that is earned after hard work.

- Fond of fragrances.

- Passionate and intense lovers by nature but just as picky.

- Old souls, have a personal relationship with time and it's fleeting nature. Might prefer preserving memories.

- Work better independently, make excellent entrepreneurs.

- Both love to travel or travelling is extremely important to both of you.

- Might have Saturn, mercury, Sun and 10th house synastry. May also have nodal synastry. Might have Mars or Jupiter influence in chart.

[spectre-azula]

LACKADAISY OC🐈‍⬛

Hey y'all! Just want to share two of my characters here, you're welcome to collaborate and be friends with them 🪄

Harkin Väsäinen🌹

“Brains aren’t just for thoughts—they’re for feelings too.”

Bonnabelle Väsäinen☀️

"I was reading about hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia when I realized that if I say extra-long words, the important person will probably give me a cookie to keep me quiet. That’s definitely how negotiation works, right?"

I have other information and details about them but just click it down below to proceed only if you want to know them more ✨

Introduction:

Name: Dr. Harkin Väsäinen

Age: 32

Height/Weight: 5"10 / 154 lbs

Voice/Accent: Low, calm voice with a Finnish accent

Cat Symbolism: Siberian Cat – intelligent, cool-tempered, loyal

Appearance:

Lean but toned build

Slightly sunken violet eyes

Sharp jawline, soft cheekbones

Prefers button-downs, vests, long coats/lab coats, muted pastels

Has mild oculocutaneous albinism

Likes:

Lemon tea

Stargazing with Bonnie

Candied lemon peels

Reading rare books

Dislikes:

Loud disruptions

Overbearing people

Adults who talk down to children

Hobbies:

Journaling case notes

Organizing books by obscure systems or reading

Tasting Lemons (actual Lemons!)

Personality:

Harkin is a man of quiet depth and ironclad gentleness. There is a certain stillness to him—the kind found in snow-covered forests, or libraries where only the ticking of a clock can be heard. His words are meaningful, stitched with care and precision. As a psychiatrist private practitioner himself—he listens more than he speaks, but when he does speak, his voice carries a soft authority that hushes a room. By age 23, he had already earned a PhD in Psychiatry and Behavioral Sciences, graduating top of his class and publishing a widely respected thesis on trauma and resilience. Now, he runs a successful private practice, holds licenses in two countries, and publishes psychological journals that other professionals quote in conferences.

He is often mistaken for cold due to his pale features and observant silences, but those who know him understand: Harkin is warmth hidden beneath layers of caution, intellect, and empathy. The kind of father who packs lemon-curd toast for his daughter with a handwritten riddle on the napkin. He journals thoughts in poetic metaphors and stargazes not for astronomy, but for peace. Harkin sees people as puzzles made of glass—not meant to be solved, but handled with reverence.

Introduction:

Name: Bonnabelle Väsäinen

Age: 6

Height/Build: Very short and petite, chubby cheeks

Voice/Accent: Clear voice with faint Finnish intonation

Cat Symbolism: Ragdoll Cat – affectionate, playful, clingy

Appearance:

Bright yellow-brown eyes

Rich orange hair

Lolita outfits but sometimes wear oversized sweaters and animal-themed jumpers

Likes:

Cheese sticks

Warm milk with honey

Spelling impossibly long words

Drawing maps of imaginary places

Dislikes:

Wassabi or Anything Bitter

Being babied (except her dad Harkin)

“Boring” answers

When people don’t let her finish her 100 questions

Hobbies:

Reading dictionaries + histories

Naming rocks and keeping them as her guardians xD

Making cute little pins

Climbing furniture to deliver speeches (with those silly jargons)

Personality:

Bonnie is a wildflower in a field of neatly trimmed grass. She is brilliantly odd and unfiltered, an exuberant brain housed in the body of a tiny chaos-gremlin. Her love of knowledge is matched only by her desire to share it—whether or not you asked. She's the type to build an elaborate cardboard kingdom in the living room, complete with its own economy, just because she found an old cereal box and somehow she loves mixing jargon words, turns out to be a funny one but you can't stop her with her big interests throughout expressing odd and long words in it.

Moreover, Bonnie was fiercely but emotionally attuned, switching from rambling about volcanoes to hugging someone who looks sad in an instant. Her logic is airtight—even sometimes she’s entirely wrong. With Bonnie, nothing is ordinary, and every day becomes a hypothesis or an adventure. She is curious, complicated, and a little exhausting, but endlessly lovable.

Thank you for your time reading!

[ozzgin]

Hai, sweecheeks thanks for accept my request, i'm so really Grateful for that 💋. If you don't mind, do you accept my request again regarding Inuyasha and Sesshomaru.With a beautiful butterfly demon, and sexy but has a fox-like demeanor, she is very elegant and has never been attracted to shika no tama. She just wants to live a quiet life.The beautiful butterfly demon is the girlfriend of Inuyasha and Sesshomaru. (separate) .

I always love you and your blog my dear, sorry I always disturb your time❤️🌹

Hi and no worries! How very unexpected, it‘s my first time writing anything Inuyasha related so I‘m both nervous and excited haha. Let‘s see how this goes.

Inuyasha Characters x Butterfly Demon! Reader Headcanons

Featuring Inuyasha, Sesshomaru and a stunning demon reader.

Inuyasha

“Eh?” Followed by a prolonged pause and confused blinking. That’s the reaction you always get when people learn you’re Inuyasha’s girlfriend. You’re always amused by it and clap your hands in delight, especially because you get to see Inuyasha’s response to it. “What’s so shocking about it?!” He barks, appalled. To everyone’s defense, it is rather unusual to see a demon of such elegance and charm followed closely by a half-human, unrefined mutt.

But you can’t get enough of his antics. He’s raw and unfiltered. He wears his heart on his sleeve and even when he tries to deny his feelings, you can read him like an open book. Most demons are prideful and scheming as you’ve learned in your very long life, but Inuyasha appeared to you like a breath of fresh air and you’re grateful to see someone with a humane side to them. Humans have always fascinated you and Inuyasha is now your source of never ending curiosity.

Inuyasha, on the other hand, took some time to get used to you. You’re stunningly beautiful yet sly like a fox and he was very suspicious of your intentions in the beginning. Always with a smile on your face, he could never tell what you’re thinking. Your graceful display of power would also remind him of Sesshomaru and therefore his inability to compare, given his human side, so he’d quietly retreat into insecure annoyance. He was running an imaginary race for power, until he’d come to the realization that you were never part of it in the first place. You yearn for peace and quiet, completely uninterested in this competition of strength.

In a way, you both complete each other. Inuyasha has helped you uncover an intricate spectrum of emotions that might’ve remained dormant had you not encountered him. And you’ve allowed him to find a sense of peace. In the tumultuous search for the Sacred Jewel, you’ve taught him that sometimes it’s okay to just enjoy life as it is. His desire for power has slowly been replaced by his blooming love for you.

Your guilty pleasure is teasing him relentlessly. You can easily tell just how attractive he finds you and how embarrassed it makes him. So every now and then you’ll ambush him with flirty innuendos and watch him squirm, frustrated and red-faced, while you tilt your head in innocent confusion. You find his genuineness adorable.

Sesshomaru

While Sesshomaru has grown to be more accepting of humans, he can’t help but feel a certain sense of pride about having a partner of your prestige. You’re both powerful demons and your union has only further spread your envying reputation. It feels almost natural that the two of you ended up together.

It was actually you that softened his views towards humans. He found your interest in the feeble creatures to be downright ridiculous and borderline foolish. Why should you, a vastly superior demon, concern yourself with such pitiful matters? Yet this is what intrigued him most about you. You don’t seem to think like other demons and your behavior and actions are often times unpredictable to him. There’s a mysterious twist to your cunning smile and he’s surprisingly eager to decipher it.

Jaken likes to boast his gratitude for you. Ever since you’ve joined them on their travels, Lord Sesshomaru seems to frown less, and Jaken himself has gained a conversation partner that’s not threateningly taciturn and might punish him at any moment. Rin often marvels at your beauty and charisma and wishes she could grow up to be like you. Just like Jaken, she’s thankful you’ve helped Sesshomaru leave some of his hate behind. His eyes hold less malice, and when rested upon your figure there’s a glint of adoration that can be discerned.

Similar to you, Sesshomaru is entirely indifferent to the Sacred Jewel. He’s confident in his strength and abilities and has no need for external aid. Once this entire mess involving Naraku is over, he might even be tempted to give in to your dream of a peaceful, quiet life. He could use some rest, especially if it’s in your company.

Sesshomaru is very reserved in displaying his emotions, though he can be overly affectionate after brief encounters with other males. Your looks are enough to turn anyone’s head and while he is certain you wouldn’t leave him for anything less, he can’t help the faint jealousy that wells up in his chest. He’d rather let it be known who you belong to. You like his possessiveness, but might occasionally tease him by saying that one simply cannot cage a butterfly. It will rest on your shoulder out of its own volition.

[chosaraki]

Valentine's Day.

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Kang Jichan:

For Valentine's Day, Kang Jichan opts for something that combines his confidence and his imposing style. His gift is luxurious, like a designer watch or a high-end piece of clothing that reflects your status. He doesn't have many speeches, but when he delivers the gift, he speaks directly, but with a touch of affection.

- "I'm not much of a show of affection, but you deserve something special."

The kiss he offers is intense, with a mixture of desire and possessiveness. He pulls her closer, his hands firmly around her waist, and the kiss is deep and urgent, as if he wanted to make it clear how much she means to him. There is no hurry; it is a kiss full of emotion, and he holds her firmly, as if he had her just for him.

As the night progresses, he does not stop being sensual. He keeps her close, the touches becoming more daring, and the night unfolds in a more intense intimacy, where desire and passion intertwine.

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Hyunjin Jin:

Hyunjin Jin has a unique way of showing his affection. His gift is something surprising and extravagant, like a set of exclusive jewelry or a piece of art with a hidden meaning. He likes to give something that, at the same time, is luxurious and has a dark touch. When he delivers the gift, he does it with a provocative smile.

- "Do you like that? You deserve something like this... Even if you don't realize how much."

Hyunjin's kiss is intense, but with a certain irony. He pulls his beloved close with a possessive force and begins the kiss deeply and energetically, exploiting her with a passion that matches her sadistic character. Each movement is calculated, and he observes her reactions with a malicious smile. It's a kiss that makes you lose track of time.

He keeps his beloved close, her touches becoming more cheeky and exploratory, and he does not hesitate to play with her, challenging her to give in a little more to her intensity.

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Arin Shin:

Arin Shin may not be the most romantic type, but he has his own unique style of expressing affection. He chooses a gift that is both provocative and irresistible, such as a diamond necklace or an exclusive accessory. He delivers it sarcastically, but with a look that shows that he cares more than usual.

- "It's not like I'm going to do this all the time, but you deserve something like that."

When the kiss happens, it is loaded with confidence and sarcasm. He starts the kiss in a softer way, but soon the intensity grows. Arin doesn't waste time mastering the situation, his kisses are fast, ardent and full of provocations, as if he were playing with her desire. But as he feels her reciprocity, he gives himself more to the kiss, being more sensual, but keeping his arrogant touch.

As the night progresses, his touches become more intimate, and he keeps her close, with the kisses becoming deeper and his dominant presence all the time.

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Jihoon Min:

Jihoon Min is more reserved, but on Valentine's Day, he knows how to show his feelings. His gift is discreet, but deeply significant, like a rare book or something related to her interests, something that demonstrates how much he knows her. He delivers the gift with a calm smile, without much fanfare.

- "I know you like it... I thought it was a good idea."

Jihoon's kiss is soft, but full of meaning. It starts slowly and carefully, with a touch of genuine affection. The kiss is quiet, but as he feels intimacy, he involves it more intensely, without haste, allowing the two to connect on a deeper level. His touches are soft, almost as if he were saving the passion for more private moments, where they can be more themselves.

The night is quiet, but full of intimate moments, with Jihoon taking care of every detail, making her feel safe and loved.

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Hyukjin Park:

Park Hyukjin is the softest of the five, and this reflects on his way of celebrating Valentine's Day. He chooses a very personal and meaningful gift, such as a handmade piece of art or something that has a connection to a special moment they shared. He delivers it with a calm smile, always respectful.

- "I thought you would like this... Something that was unique, just like you."

Park Hyukjin's kiss is calm, but deep. He kisses her with kindness, as if each movement was carefully planned to convey respect and affection. The intimacy between the two grows slowly, without haste, and his touch is always careful and affectionate. He doesn't hurry, and with each kiss, he shows a side of him that is totally dedicated to her.

The night is quiet, with moments of soft conversation and discreet caresses, where they connect in a deeper and more emotional way, without the pressure of quick actions, but with an intimacy that only grows as the night progresses.

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The personalities and

information of each of them came:

@immortalityforthegoddess

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[shadowedpetals]

Hi hi!

Question: how do you think Elriel’s first time happen? Where?

Hello, smart one!

Okay, I've thought about it quite a few times and every time it plays out like this:

Elain was avoiding Azriel for a while, giving him the cold shoulder, which makes him even more exasperated.. but something happens that forces them to be together in a similar way to Feysand and Nessian. So, I picture their almost first time after their first kiss (Azriel will finally get on his knees and all his fantasies will become real 🤭) in a garden where the tension and yearning become way too suffocating. Unlike their almost first kiss Azriel is the one who initiates it, after pulling off that most awaited "FUCK IT!" if not in the garden, then either the Town house or the River house. but I prefer the former one!

I imagine their first love making taking place in Rosehall or Vallahan; somewhere both of them are freed from being what people expect from them, especially Elain as this allows her to acknowledge her own desires--something she no longer feels ashamed of after being stifled by an identity that was never truly hers.

I'm a very romantic person, and while I want to see their freaky side, I wouldn't mind if we get a lesser amount of smut scenes compared to ACOSF, Why? because I don't want Elriel’s book--or any future ACOTAR book--to be ACOSF part 2 in any way. For me, I regard that sexual scenes can consume a good amount of the story plot. Many authors can't balance between the original story and the intimate parts, they simply get torn in between, so the book turns out to be like another Wattpad story. So for Elriel, I want them to act solely on their feelings, and based on what we've seen from both of them so far, I think their love story deserves to be so poetic in a fairytale way. ✨️🌹

[srbachchan]

DAY 5989

Jalsa, Mumbai July 11, 2024 Thu 9:50 pm

Birthday Ef - Vijay Joglekar, Dombivali , Mumbai .. heartiest greetings for this day and all the love from the Ef family ..🌹

🪔 ,

July 12 .. birthday greetings to Ef Vijay Joglekar from Dombivali .. Ef M. Zaheer Sattar from Malawi 🇲🇼 .. and Ef Dr. Pravin P Patel from Toronto Canada 🇨🇦 .. 🙏🏻❤️🚩

In time .. in time .. IN TIME ..

At last .. but at work and the short break as the tech people work , I do my tech and the writing and the connect for the Blogomaeastra ..

After a long and arduous waiting does the time come to have spent time in the doing of 'nothing' .. and that in writing may sound as a gift to many but in reality it is a burden .. when nothing to do, there is nothing to be gained or learnt or executed .. no work, no activation of the senses that motivate or exercise the mind and body .. it be the curse ..

At a recording finally at the end of the day for an evening for another, that creates the mystique of mythology .. and during the various chapters that come up, comes a chapter of Kalki , in the sequence that dwells on the creation of the Universe , and it's coming during the time passage , which has , quite interestingly been covered in the film KALKI .. and the mysteries of its coming ..

Really there is so much to learn from our scriptures, that an effort is being made to acquire all that could possibly educate an uneducated me, to be of some knowledge ..

So an issue of several volumes of the MAHABHARAT was ordered, and when it arrived, there was the issue of keeping the book in the home .. for kept in the home is considered a NO .. so given to a library .. and back to the source that prints my words here - the net !!

Each day is filled with questions that we overlooked earlier .. and the desire to acquire that information and knowledge is so acute that each moment the mind begins to get into an analytic mode .. and the why and when and wherefore begin to erupt ..

Fascinating, this , at a stage when time is not ideally right, or perhaps not enough .. but that thought should be kept away from the being .. one shall find time to learn even at this advanced age ..

मैं मानता हूँ कि आलोचना होती है, शायद उनकी, ज़्यादा, जिनकी डोर समाज या अधिकतर समाज के व्यक्तियों से जुड़ी होती है । लेकिन उसका स्वागत होना चाहिए, क्योंकि आलोचना एक तो हमारा नज़रिया बदलती है ; उस नज़रिए को हम माने या ना माने, पर अवगत तो वो कराती है हमें । तो धन्यवाद । धन्यवाद इस लिये की उसे हमें एक नज़र बट्टू की तरह लेना चाहिये ; एक काला टीका जो माथे पे माँ लगाती थीं, नज़र उतारने के लिये ।

अच्छा ... काम रुका हुआ है, तो चलते हैं काम पे, शीघ्र मिलेंगे ।

Affection and love ..❤️

Amitabh Bachchan

[sleepingelvhen]

Smutty Drabbles [1]

Doctor Veritas Ratio/Al-Haitham/Wriothesley

Just a few quickly written NSFW drabbles to keep you all satisfied while I work on my next multi-chapter stories.

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🌹 I hope these are satisfactory. 🌹

As always, Minors please DO NOT interact or follow

VERITAS RATIO

Doctor Ratio wasn’t someone to fuck with. Especially in an academic setting. He was shrewd, detail-oriented, and unafraid to tell someone they were an idiot if he thought so. No one was safe from his scrutinization, words one didn’t know existed were tossed at people, confusing them as he insulted their idiocy. 

Yet, it wasn’t truly his intention to ‘insult’ people. Veritas’ idea of an idiot was simply someone who didn’t try to access the knowledge that should be available for every person in the universe. It wasn’t difficult for him to gain knowledge, why shouldn’t everyone have the chance? But idiots don’t understand that because they are willfully ignorant. And that pisses Veritas off more than anything in the world. He could handle stupid questions, he could deal with ignorance as that could easily be cured or redirected. But idiocy…willful idiocy…it was a sickness that couldn’t be cured simply because a true idiot didn’t care to become more than they could be.

Everyone was capable of more, he hated when people squandered the many chances to become more. 

But a man like that wasn’t free from carnal desires. Often he found it easy to ignore such baser needs, his nose buried in a book, in his personal studies, and in simply enjoying his warm baths. It irritated him when he met you, your intellect and willingness to overcome your hurdles made him desire so much. He wondered why you made him feel this way. Veritas surrounded himself with intelligent people, only allowed smart people to be his friends and he had plenty of the opposite sex. But it was you that drew these feelings out. Preposterous. 

He hated that, and yet he found himself in his bath, book sitting to the side, his hand wrapped around his weeping cock. He was loud when he felt such pleasure, body twitching as he rubbed, rolling his wrist to pull out that feeling.

What did your voice do to him? Such a lilting noise, one that overwhelmed his head, so perfect he heard it even now in his lonesome. He moaned out. A pathetic noise, he thought to himself, to allow himself this weakness. But it felt so good, and the image in his mind was irresistible. Your body, legs wrapped firmly around his waist, him driving his cock up into you over and over again. He imagined how you might sound, guttural moans being ripped from your throat. Oh, how he would fuck you senseless. Veritas threw his head back, gasping for air as his cum joined the now cold bath water, breathless as the warmth of his release spread through his body, accompanied by the shame of his actions.

His wiped his face, gritting his teeth as he uttered a curse at himself. But he would see you tomorrow, so perfect in your outfit, carrying books and notepads, watching you head to your next class. More fuel to the fire that he found utterly impossible to quell inside of him. What would you think of him if you saw him now?

AL-HAITHAM

Not many people really noticed Al-Haitham. Not until he was promoted to Acting Grand Sage and then his life as a quiet, ‘feeble’, scholar was utterly disrupted. People flooded his new office, the advice box filling up nearly every single day, and the amount of people throwing themselves at him. Al-Haitham rubbed his temples, if it wasn’t people wanting him to sign off on thesis papers, there were people trying to get on his good side in the most fake, sickening way. He’s had random men and women vying for his attention with flirtations he simply ignored, he’s had people beg him on their knees for favors with the promises of the most disgusting things imaginable. 

He couldn’t stand it. People bothering him was the reason he had his headphones, the white noise usually enough to keep him from hearing any background noise. But with everyone in his face, the headphones lost their purpose and with his position, it was practically impossible to avoid talking to people. 

Al-Haitham’s home was his reprieve, unable to find himself sane enough to deal with Kaveh’s yammering or even wanting to go out with Cyno and Tighnari. People got on his nerves.

And yet when you came to him for advice, you seemed to be the only person that didn’t throw yourself at him. Simple advice, kind smiles, intelligent approaches and ideas. Al-Haitham found it refreshing. Which turned to him accepting to go to coffee with you, his mind relaxing the more you visited, the exhaustion of handling his duties disappearing when you were a part of the equation.

He had no idea what this meant until the day you came over to his place for his help studying. Which ended with him pressing you into the table, your ‘study session’ turning into him fucking you stupid. He hadn’t dealt with these desires much before. Obviously, as a human, he had the urges before but promptly ignored them, no true interest in the feeling. His time was better spent on books and studying. 

But as soon as he had heard your teasing tone, when he saw you relaxed in his home, somehow he found himself burning in a way he couldn’t ignore. 

You were addicting, and the feeling of his cock stuffed into you was enough to make him go mad. Like he had learned forbidden knowledge, he lost all control over himself. Your touch, your body squirming under him, your loud moans beneath his gasps and groans. It drove him utterly mad. After that day, he didn’t think he’d ever be able to keep his hands off of you.

WRIOTHESLEY

What an intimidating presence Wriothesley held, his confidence intimidating, his strength infamous in the brawling ring in the Fortress of Meropide. Most people were smart enough not to piss him off. But on occasion he had to show people who was the boss, the duke that kept things in order. 

Seeing him in action, seeing him truly pissed off, was terrifying and most people who got to see such rage never thought about going against him or getting on his nerves ever again. 

Wriothesley’s life was stressful to say the least. Dealing with criminals day in and day out, barely ever getting to see the sun, surrounded by pressures upon pressures of water and crime, it was horribly exhausting. There was barely any way to unwind for him aside from punching people in a brawl or two. Sometimes a chat with Sigewinne helped him out, and of course his many, many tea breaks. But other than that, he had to hide his stress under cocky smiles and easy jokes.

Your smile and laughter had shocked him a little when you first met him. One of Neuvillette’s workers, sent down to the fortress to help assist him as things got more out of hand, and you were so patient and understanding. He couldn’t help the feelings in him that surged even more out of hand than the criminals.

You walked with confidence, unafraid of the denizens of the fortress, and completely unafraid of him. Even after you witnessed one of the rare moments when he lost control of his temper. Instead, you comforted him and talked him through it.

Unsurprising to everyone, it didn’t take long for him to claim you as his. Pounding into you from behind, all feral growls and teeth, praise spilling from his lips. 

‘You take me so well’

‘Such a good fucking girl’

Messes became common in his office, cock driving in and out, breeding you. Hands gripping your ass, your thighs. Loud echoes as he slapped and bit and fucked you completely senseless. But full of affection as he moaned praise and love into your ears. He was addicted, so addicted that he’d take you multiple times a day. Tea time became more common between the two of you, and walking became more difficult as the days passed. 

One of the only people that knew about his past and didn’t judge him for his crimes. A person that treated him with real respect, respect that wasn’t conditional. He wouldn’t let you go, not with a pussy like yours wrapped around him day in and day out.

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Synopsis🌹: After discovering a strange yet alluring red book in a boutique bookstore, you find yourself sucked into a strange world, where all of your inner most desires exist…

Pairings: Wakasa Imaushi X Musician! Black Fem 🤎 Reader (ANYONE CAN READ🧚🏾‍♀️) Content: Author AU, scifi, Musician! reader, reader is a talented nerd, smutty (slow burn) romance, tiny doses of angst, adventure, futuristic city, magic?, !!sexual tension!!, etc (just find out the rest, lol)

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(Alternate Reality/First Meeting Theme: Rise From the Ruins - Lost Traveler)

Your eyes snap open, and your heart pounds as a wave of disorientation washes over you. Bright neon lights assault your vision, and you instinctively squint, shielding your face with an arm. You're on your feet, standing in the middle of a sidewalk, but this is no area you recognize. The sounds, the smells, the very air around you—it's all wrong.

Around you, towering skyscrapers reach high into the sky, their surfaces beaming with neon lights and shifting holographic ads. The streets are crowded with people—some with brightly colored hair, others with cybernetic enhancements replacing limbs, eyes, even parts of their faces. Hovering cars zip by overhead, leaving behind jet trails of blue fire where their tires should be, and a low hum of machinery fills the air, blending with the pulse of strange music emanating from hidden sources all around.

Your mouth goes desert dry as you quickly realize you have no idea how you got here. It's like a dream, in the way that they just simply begin directly in the middle of a particular scene. No context, no frame of reference, just there.

"Where am I?" You whisper to yourself, taking a cautious step forward.

People move past you without so much as a side glance, their faces illuminated by the neon lights that flicker from every direction. Your heart races as you try to process the chaos around you, but everything is too much. Every sound, every flash of light, it makes your head spin.

Okay okay, think.You force yourself to take a deep breath, closing your eyes for a moment to try and center yourself. You're dreaming. That has to be it. This can't be real. It's just one of those dreams where your mind knows you're in one. A lucid dream, that's it. You've never had a lucid dream before, so it's probably natural your'e freaking out like this.

But when you open your eyes, the world is still there. As real as the ground beneath your feet. And that's when you hear it.

"Unidentified citizen detected."  A cold, mechanical voice announces from behind you.

You turn around abruptly, pulse quickening, and your eyes lock onto a mind boggling scene. A...midsized robot. It's floating off of the ground eye level with you, painted white and navy blue, with a neon red holographic badge that shines above its "chest". The whir of its internal engines barely audible above the noise of the street.

"Please present identification," It states, its robotic voice creepily polite.

Your breath catches in your throat. "Identification? I-I don't—..." You stumble back, mind racing. Identification? What kind of identification? What am I supposed to do?! Your hands instinctively go to the mini purse hanging from your shoulder, but of course, you had nothing. Nothing but a lipstick and lip liner in there. No wallet, no ID, nothing that made sense in this strange, futuristic place.

"Uhhh, I don't have anything," You stammer, panic rising in your chest. "I don't know how I got here, but I need—"

"Failure to present identification will result in detainment." The robot interrupts, its glowing red eyes making you anxious as it hovers closer.

Your heart pounds in your chest. You can feel the eyes of passerby's on you now, the slight glances, and low murmurs. They all seem to know exactly what's happening, but no one's bothering step in and actually help. You're on your own here...

So, you do the only thing you can think to do in this situation: run.

Without another thought, you take off bolting, weaving through people as fast as you can. Your breaths start to become uneven pants, your heels making your feet sting with every hard step.

From behind, you can hear the sound of the robot tailing you, "Halt! Unidentified citizen!"

Yeah, I think the hell not, you think to yourself, dodging a flying car that nearly grazes you as it zooms by. Your lungs begin to burn as you push yourself harder, but you still have no idea where you're actually going. Every street looks the same—slathered in neon lights, holographics, and cluttered with unfamiliar, strange faces. Your mind races, desperate for a solution, but nothing makes sense.

Suddenly, a figure emerges on what looks like a motorcycle from one of the alleys to your left, just a bit ahead of you. They pause at the opening of the sidewalk, where the alleyway leads to the main road. Directly in your way.

You let out a small yelp as you clumsily skid to a stop, but end up just crashing right into the person. Reflexively their arm grabs you, catching you by your waist before you can really hurt yourself. You hang there, thrown over his arm.

"Need a hand, sweetheart?" His voice is low, teasing as if the entire situation is amusing to him.

You stare up at him wide eyed and panting. But then, as your eyes meet his, you feel your breath hitch.

The man holding onto you is...impossibly beautiful. His shoulder-length hair is pulled back in a loose half-up, half-down style, the top half dyed a striking shade of purple, while the lower strands gleam blonde in the city's neon glow. His striking lavender-colored eyes are framed by long, dark lashes that gaze down at you with a half-lidded, cool—almost sultry intensity.

Your eyes drift over to the earring dangling from his left ear, catching the light as it sways gently. And damn, he's got tattoos too. They're roses, with pretty intricate designs crawling up both arms and disappearing beneath his shirt, then peeking out around his low collar, hinting at even more ink across his chest.

For a brief moment, you actually forget where you are and your current situation, your mind completely consumed by the strong magnetic pull of this man. You stutter an incoherent sentence, thoughts a jumbled mess while your eyes continue to roam over him, caught in the intensity of the moment. But the distant mechanical whir of the cyber police snaps you back to reality.

"I—I'm being chased! There's a robot—"

"I can see that." He says casually, glancing back where you had been running. The robot is closing in fast, its red eyes glowing brighter as it hones in on you. "Looks like you got yourself in a little trouble."

"A little?!" Your voice cracks with desperation. Ok, he's gorgeous but you don't have time for his chill, cool boy attitude. You need more urgency. "I gotta get up outta here!"

He grins. "I can help you with that." Without another word, he sets you down over his lap, an embarrassing position. His grip is firm but not painful, and his leg raises from the ground to the bike as he starts to rev the engine.

"Wait wait, hold on! I can't—I don't do bikes!" You cry out, shaking your head frantically. Quickly your hands struggle to reach down to the hem of your short, silver dress, trying to pull it down enough to where you don't flash both him and anyone else coming by.

"You don't have a choice." He says before the bike shoots forward past the robot officer. The roar of the engine drowns out the high pitched scream you let out.

The chase begins.

The city is a blur around you, neon signs, holographs, and towering buildings fly by as the motorcycle rockets through the busy streets. You grip tightly on the man's shirt, heart pounding in your chest as a mix of fear, and admittedly, excitement courses through your veins. You can hear the mechanical sounding police sirens of the cyber cops from behind, but this man doesn't seem even a little bit concerned.

He weaves effortlessly through traffic, cutting sharp corners down narrow alleyways. It's like he's used to this, like he's done this plenty of times before. You have never felt such a rush before—the danger, the thrill, the stranger you're currently clinging to with no idea where he's headed.

The robotic voice of the cyber police bots echoes behind you again. "Unidentified citizen, halt immediately. You are in violation of city law 375-B. Submit for processing."

You look behind you, letting out a deep gasp as you spot not just the one, but six other cyber-police bots dashing after you two, their red lights flashing ominously in the night. "We're gonna get caught!" You holler anxiously.

The man scoffs out a laugh, his voice steady and unbothered. "We're fine."

He revs the engine again, picking up speed as he tears down the street, dodging past hover-cars and otherworldly pedestrians who barely have enough time to jump out of the way. You feel your heart pounding wildly in your ears as he jets down a long, open road that starts to lead out of the heart of the city.

The cyber cops, however, are relentless. They summon for reinforcements, and more drones whir loudly from above, scanning the streets below for the both of you with beaming night suns. (Night sun: High intensity search light).

Just then, the commanding voices of the cyber police bots change its targeted focus, speaking in creepily perfect unison, "Citizen 0843-77, you are wanted for multiple offenses. Including illegal racing, tampering with city surveillance systems, and evading arrest. Pull over immediately!"

"What?!" Your eyes widen, jaw nearly hitting the floor. First of all, not only did they just put his business on straight blast with his citizen number, but they even went and aired out a whole entire list of criminal offenses! That's why he's so unbothered! And that's why he's zooming through these streets like he's used to running from cops!

The man chuckles, the kind of reckless laughter that makes your heart skip a beat. "What, you think you're the only one who's good at gettin' into trouble?"

Despite the seriousness of the situation, your body can't help the surging rush of adrenaline—and honestly attraction—that came with his carefree attitude. It's like he thrives on chaos. And now, crazily enough, it's starting to rub off on you.

You let out a loud "Oh shit!" as he turns around a tight corner, the bike tipping dangerously close to the ground before he righted it again, speeding down a dimly lit alley. Your stomach flips as the narrow walls flew by your face in a colorful blur.

You look out again. The cyber cops are still chasing behind, but their movements have slowed. Then, they hesitate at the edge of the city, their glowing red eyes flickering as if unsure how to proceed. The night suns, after a couple of seconds, turn off as well, and it feels strangely symbolic of a battle victory.

"They stopped following us." You breathe out in disbelief.

The man nods, finally easing off the throttle as the city lights fade into the distance behind you. "They can't follow us out here. 'S outside their jurisdiction."

After what feels like an eternity, the bike slows, and he comes to a stop at the edge of a long-abandoned overpass. The once-bustling infrastructure now crumbling and overtaken by unfamiliar nature. The neon glow of the city still lit the sky behind you, casting an eerie light over the desolate area. All kinds of plants crawl up the sides of ruined buildings, and what's left of the streets are eerily silent. Dead.

Your heart is still racing as he turns the vehicle off, and you stumble off the bike, legs visibly shaking.

You turn towards the man, who's already chilled out leaning against his bike, watching you with that same unserious grin. "You okay?" He asks as he holds back a chuckle, amusement dancing in his eyes.

You narrow your eyes at him, chest heaving. "It's not funny; hell no I'm not ok! I have no idea where the hell I'm at, or how I got here, and we were just chased by a bunch of freakin' robots like it's the damn apocalypse! And who even are you?! Are you, like, deadass a criminal?!"

Finally, he chuckles, running a hand through his wind tousled hair. "A thanks would'a been nice. I'm Wakasa. By the city's standards I'm definitely a criminal, and as for where you are...well, that's a little more complicated."

You cross your arms, narrowing your eyes at him. "What do you mean complicated?"

Wakasa shrugs with a grin. "You're in Neon City, sweetheart. It's a small planet in galaxy KE-411. Not exactly your usual vacation spot, I'm guessing."

You stared at him, jaw dropped and mind reeling. "A pla-...it's a what?! This city is a whole planet?!"

"Yep." He popped the 'p' with a smirk. "All this is Neon City." He says, gesturing around lazily with a hand.

You let out a disbelieving laugh, hands shaking as you rub them along your temples. "Hell no. No no no, that—this can't be real. I gotta be dreaming! I'm dreaming for sure, you're-...you're not real—"

"Trust me Doll, I'm very real." He muses. "But hey, look on the bright side. You're here now. Might as well enjoy it." He adds with an infuriatingly nonchalant shrug.

"Enjoy it?!" You gape at him. "I'm a fugitive on a whole 'nother freaking planet! The only thing I'm trynna enjoy is me getting the hell up outta here!"

"Hey, suit yourself." He raises his hands in surrender, pushing off of his bike and swinging one leg over it, "Good luck gettin' home."

"Wait!" You call out instantly. "W-Where're you going?! You just gon' leave me out here?!" You scrunch your face up in appall.

"Thought you said you don't do bikes?" He raises a brow teasingly. Your cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

"Well...I'm willing to do bikes if it means I'm not alone." You reply sheepishly.

"Come on." He nods his head towards the bike. Your face lights up with relief, quickly scurrying over and hopping on the black motorcycle behind him.

"You know, you still haven't told me your name yet."  He says, just as he starts the engine of his bike. 

"Oh yeah, you're right. My mind's all over the place, sorry. I'm Y/N." You ramble, shaking your head at yourself.

He repeats your name, nodding a little before he says, "That was kind'a a cool way to meet, huh?" 

You think it over for a second, replaying the extremely hectic, action-packed way in which the two of you happened to meet each other just a bit ago. "Yeah, I-..I guess that was kinda cool." You shrug, chuckling lightly. 

The motorcycle slows to a stop once again, and you look around at the deserted area in mild confusion.

"We're here," He announces, cutting the engine.

You blink, still a little disoriented. "Here...?"

It's like a field of nothingness out here. There's small patches of grass scattered all around, but other than that it's just debris from old buildings, roads, and such.

Wakasa smirks as he gets off the bike, holding out a hand to help you down. "This is the underground. No one'll find you out here—not the drones, or the city officials. We're completely off the grid."

You hesitate for a moment before taking his hand, your fingers still trembling from the adrenaline of the night, stepping off of the bike and looking around once more at the ghostly surroundings.

Wakasa guides you over to what looks like a run-down bunker, hidden from view by the tall, overgrown greenery. A single, faintly glowing neon red sign hangs above the heavy, rusted door: "The Underground".

You swallow hard, mind racing. You had been running on sheer panic this whole time, but now...now there's a strange allure to all the danger, the unpredictability of this place. The neon city had felt overwhelming and suffocating, but here in the shadows—or the underground rather—everything feels raw. Real.

Wakasa leads you to the door and knocks in a rhythmic pattern—three short knocks, a pause, then two more. A small, mechanical green eye slides open above the door, scanning them both before letting out a low whir. The door creaks open, and the two of you step inside.

The interior of The Underground is nothing like you could have ever imagined. The nightclub is dark, save for the faint glow of scattered, mismatched neon lights, casting all kinds of shadows across the cavernous space. A low, synthetic beat murmurs from deep within the walls, vibrating through the floor beneath your feet. Smoke hangs in the air, swirling lazily like fog as the dim lights catch it in neon pinks and purples, and greens. The room has an ethereal quality, like something out of a dream.

The bodies packed tightly on the dance floor move together as if they share some kind of secret knowledge you'll never know. Lost in the foreign music and flashing lights. Everyone looks so confident, so sure of themselves, and here you are—spending the whole night... just shook, for lack of better words. You find yourself oddly fascinated.

Everything about this place—from the gritty, broken-down aesthetic outside to the futuristic, slight boho-meets-retro feel of the inside, to the people who seem to fully embody the space, calls to you. It's the complete opposite of everything you've ever known. But instead of feeling lost, left out, or even intimidated, you rather feel...invited.

Wakasa smirks down at you, noticing your awestruck reaction. "A little different from your usual night out, huh?"

You scoff out a laugh, "Very different."

"Come on." He says, leading you further into the club with a hand on your lower back. "Let's grab a drink. The more relaxed you are, the better."

You approach the bar—a long, marble-like counter, behind which stood a half human male bartender with mechanical arms and glowing lime green eyes. Wakasa calmly orders you both drinks as you blatantly stare from the bartender to the other "people" in the vicinity. For some of them, it's hard to tell wether they're actually human, half human, or just a straight up robot.

For other's, like the bartender, it's obvious. The people here didn't really match the look of Neon City's citizens. They're edgy, harder, rebel-like people who maybe don't actually belong to the city above ground. And yet, they have this je ne sais quoi about them, a quiet confidence that draws you in like a moth to a flame.

Wakasa smirks as the bartender comes back and sets two glowing drinks before you two, giving him a short "Thanks". The liquid inside shimmers a bright, electric blue, casting a faint glow that dances across the metal bar.

"This one's for you," He says, pushing the glass toward you. "'S called Bliss."

You raise an eyebrow, eyeing the drink with both curiosity and hesitation. "Bliss?"

"Yeah," Wakasa nods, amusement flickering in his eyes. "It's...well, let's just say it makes things more simple."

When your drinks arrived, you can't help furrowing your brows at the glass, your gaze scrutinizing as you swish it around. "Ok, but like...what is it? Why is it glowing?" You ask skeptically.

"Just try it. It's good; goes down real easy. Promise." He assures cooly.

You immediately note the way he deliberately did not answer the actual question, being what the drink is. You watch him take a long sip of his own, waiting for any crazy reactions. Yet it never comes.

If this were any other situation, you wouldn't dare take a drink from a man you didn't know, but this entire situation is different, technically. The memories of this wild evening flicker through your mind as you continue to slowly swirl the blue liquid around in the glass.

Wether you remember exactly how you got here or not, you're here now, and maybe this really is exactly what you need. A nice break from the constant, monotonous grind of working on music and slaving away at your officially finished record label internship.

From the endless rejection emails, the constant cycle of disappointment after someone you put your trust in fails you, from the pressure you constantly put on yourself. This nightclub, this scene—it's so far removed from your world. Removed from your cramped bedroom that you've made into your home studio, electric keyboards taking up way too much space, notes app filled with unfinished lyrics, and neighbors arguments picking up through your studio quality mic you saved two and a half months just to afford.

So, fuck it. You allow the glow of the blue liquid to lure you into temptation.

Hesitating for only a moment, you take a tiny little sip, bracing yourself for some kind of strong burn or sour taste. But that proves to be for nothing. The drink is cool and sweet—floral almost, and it sends a sensual shiver down your spine. Warmth blooms in your chest, spreading outwards like liquid sunshine. Instantly you feel your nerves begin to relax, your racing thoughts slowing down as the pulse of the club's music seeps into your bones.

You feel good. Really, really good.

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Picture 1

A love that feels like a gift and an answered prayer.

A love that happens in the right place at the right time.

A love built on understanding rather than endless compromises that make you lesser of the person you truly are.

You likely seek someone who is just as much of a giver as you are. You want a traveller, a merchant almost, a story teller, someone good with children or simply someone who brings out your inner child and soothes it. Someone who makes you feel secure and safe overtime. Someone who can guide you and that you can learn from. Someone who makes you feel beautiful.

You seek a type of love thar grows overtime, especially as friends, a reliable type of love, you also want to help others in need together, give back to the community, simply have more than enough. Love is supposed to be your safe space.

Avoid relationships or romantic partners who rush you or make you feel on the edge or aren't generous with their time, affection and resources.

Picture 2

A love that's crossed the oceans of time and burnt bridges and crawled out of the woods just to find you.

A passionate love.

A love built on something transcendal.

You seek someone uncommon but good with words and expression. You want someone expressive, determined and strong both internally and externally. Someone who does not required validation and can stay private but at the same time will express their love to you deeply.

You seek a type of love that is built on devotion. Your walls are titanium strong so to break that down and reach for the softness in your heart is not for the weak. You seek solid foundations and someone to build your own legacy with. Someone who mirrors you, you have a telepathy with and who will give you their world. You seek someone you can continue learning and growing fond of no matter how long time passes. You seek intensity as well as adventure.

Avoid relationships and partners you have no mental, emotional and physical stimulation with. With bare minimum efforts or if you feel you'll have to mask yourself constantly or settle just because they're 'nice'.

Picture 3

A love that quiets your anxious mind.

An honest love that doesn't make you question it's Integrity or make you watch your back with every step.

A love that will catch you if you fall. A love that won't judge you if you slip. A love built on thoughts, memories, words, secrets, poems, understanding and acceptance.

You seek someone emotionally present and mature. Someone calm and collected and soft spoken. Loudness and rashness really bothers you. You seek someone a little old school perhaps in aesthetics and approach yet open minded. Someone you can bare your soul to, tell everything to, know everything about and still feel secure. Someone to share your world with and travel the world with and maybe even create a one of your own together. Away from the norm. A love that feels like a warm hug on a winter's night. A love that writers about.

Avoid relationships and partners who can't understand your need to be silent and aloof sometimes. Avoid anyone and anything that makes you feel uncomfortable but insists that you're not supposed to feel that way.

[reyaint]

WILD ALICE | intro

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date: june 8, 2025

the group concept, name, and the debut album name came from someone on wattpad who deleted the book (sadly) but the lore is mine and discography .

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--edited by me

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝑨𝑳𝑺𝑬 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑳𝑺

WILD ALICE (야생의 앨리스) is a 6 member idol girl group under ATE Entertainment. the group consists of members; naran, min, madi, shiwon, yafei, and artemis. the group officially debuted on august 18, 2018 with the mini album "FALSE ANGELS" and title track “illusion: feed the desire” and promoted beside “reborn.” the group is best known for their art direction and disturbing lore.

.ೃ࿐INTRODUCTION: “ leaders of teenage rebellion, ! we are wild alice ! ”

.ೃ࿐FANDOM NAME: rebels (레벨스)

ೃ⁀➷FANDOM NAME MEANING: “rebels” are the ones who saw through the illusion — those who refuse to follow the system that made WILD ALICE. they are co-conspirators in the unraveling.

.ೃ࿐LIGHTSTICK: mixture of these two

.ೃ࿐LOGO: a mixture of all of this bc i'm indecisive

.ೃ࿐LORE/BRAND LOGO

.ೃ࿐OFFICIAL COLORS: *ೃ༄ . deep crimson red: symbolizes passion, rebellion, and danger beneath the surface *ೃ༄ . frost white: balances the darkness with purity and innocence, the mask they wear *ೃ༄ . midnight black: represents mystery, darkness, and their hidden truths

𝑫𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅

ೃ⁀➷NARAN

leader, main dancer, lead vocal, visual

february 7 2000

aquarius

japanese

Rep Emoji; 🦢❄️🩰🪶

Rep Colors; bone white, ice blue, liquid gold, oil-black, opalescent ivory

Rep Symbols; old ballet shoe with a hidden blade, cracked porcelain mask, feather knife, swan feathers, snowflakes, tuning fork, lace ribbon that frays into razor wire

Rep Archetype; Perfect Grace Gone Feral. “The Gilded Blade”

Special Enhancement; heightened proprioception and combat efficiency

Virtue Program; Grace - designed for perfect movement, poise, and leadership

Sin Suppression; Wrath - contains dormant capacity for righteous fury

Watcher File; “Subject A‑1: Purity Matrix.”

White Rabbit Item; Tuning‑fork pendant that can shatter tempered glass when struck

MBTI; ENTJ

168 cm (5'6″)

VC: n/a

ೃ⁀➷SHIWON

lead dancer, lead rapper, vocal

april 3 2000

aries

korean

Rep Emoji; 🦊🪞🌙🎭

Rep Colors; silver, mirror chrome, deep blue, midnight navy

Rep Symbols; pocket mirror cracked in an X, deck of tarot‑like cards, vixen mask, crescent moon jewelry, theatrical masks, black halos, chess queen missing its crown

Rep Archetype; Strategist & Trickster. “The Mirror Fox”

Special Enhancement; empathic absorption and illusion creation

Watcher File; "Subject A3: Deception Algorithm.”

White Rabbit Item; foil‑backed tarot cards; she keeps the Fool card taped inside her practice mirror.

Virtue Program; Loyalty - Unwavering dedication and support programming

Sin Suppression; Envy - Hidden desire to possess what others have

MBTI; ENTP

167 cm (5'6″)

VC: n/a

ೃ⁀➷ARTEMIS

main vocal, main dancer, rapper, center

november 17 2000

scorpio

haiqinian

Rep Emoji; 🦋🐈‍⬛ 💿⛓️

Rep Colors; twilight purple, iridescent black, opal

Rep Symbols; broken wing cuff, butterfly under glass, scratched vinyl single, broken halo, broken chain, candle flame that burns cold blue, constellation string art with missing pins

Rep Archetype; Dreamwalker and Oracle. “The Stray Prophet”

Special Enhancement; precognitive capabilities and dream manipulation

Watcher File; “Subject A5: Dream Conduit.

White Rabbit Item; a candle that burns with cold blue fire; flame height matches her heart rate.

Virtue Program; Truth - Perfect recall and inability to lie (initially)

Sin Suppression; Deception - Hidden capacity for ultimate manipulation

MBTI; ISTJ (formerly INTJ)

177cm (5’9)

VC: 96neko, rubyeye

ೃ⁀➷MIN

main rapper, dancer, vocal, fog

april 25 2000

taurus

korean

Rep Emoji; 🕷️🌹🕸️🪡

Rep Colors; blood scarlet, charcoal, neon magenta, deep red, gun-metal gray

Rep Symbols; red thread binding her wrists, graffiti‑tag spray can, rose petals, spiderweb lace, barcoded neck, steel muzzle ring

Rep Archetype; Voice of Wrath. “The Crimson Echo”

Special Enhancement; mind influence capabilities and sonic manipulation

Watcher File; “Subject A2: Resonant Wrath.”

White Rabbit Item; black‑rose brooch containing a hidden micro‑drive of Watcher data

Virtue Program; Wisdom - Enhanced cognitive processing and analytical skills

Sin Suppression; Pride - Dormant superiority complex and manipulation capacity

MBTI; ESTP

165 cm (5′5″)

VC: n/a

ೃ⁀➷YAFEI

lead vocal, dancer, visual

august 8 2000

leo

chinese

Rep Emoji; 🌹💧🕊️🖤

Rep Colors; crimson velvet, dusty rose, hemlock green, soft pink, matte black, primrose gold + bruised lilac

Rep Symbols; heart‑shaped locket that won’t open, velvet ribbon tourniquet, drooping white lily, dove feathers, black heart pendant, stitched toy, tear-shaped vial

Rep Archetype; Programmed Empath. “The Velvet Mercy”

Special Enhancement; emotional manipulation and healing/harm duality

Watcher File; "Subject B4: Compassion Override.”

White Rabbit Item; heart‑shaped locket sealed shut; engineers still can’t open it

Virtue Program; Purity - Aesthetic perfection and innocence projection

Sin Suppression; Lust - Dormant capacity for intense desire and attraction

MBTI; INFJ

170 cm (5′7″)

VC: n/a

ೃ⁀➷MADI

main vocal, dancer, visual, maknae

december 2 2000

sagittarius

korean

Rep Emoji; 🦇🧸🔑🍭

Rep Colors; dark purple, flame orange, sun‑bleached peach, antique ivory, static white

Rep Symbols; broken mirror shards, flame motifs, doll chains, wind‑up key lodged in her back, music‑box ballerina cracked at the waist, paper plane, candy wrapper folded into a star

Rep Archetype; Corrupted Innocence. “The Doll of Dawn”

Special Enhancement; energy absorption and redistribution

Watcher File; "Subject C6: Curiosity Hazard.”

White Rabbit Item; a wind‑up key (titanium) that fits only the scar slot in her back plate and key‑shaped USB containing a single file: “DAWN.EXE”.

Virtue Program; Innocence - Perpetual youth and trust inspiration

Sin Suppression; Gluttony - Hidden insatiable hunger for experiences

MBTI; ENFP

166 cm (5′5″)

VC: n/a

𝑨𝒓𝒆𝒏’𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆? 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒆

✧˖*°࿐the lore:

.ೃ࿐the watcher society

founded in 1903 by James Walker, a brilliant scientist and occultist who discovered ancient texts suggesting humans could ascend to godhood through specific rituals and scientific manipulation. what began as an eccentric belief system evolved into a powerful secret society with branches in major world governments, entertainment industries, and scientific institutions.

*ೃ༄ . core belief. humanity can be transcended through the perfect fusion of science and spirituality to create "living gods."

*ೃ༄ . methods. the Watcher combines cutting-edge technology with ancient ritual practices. they've conducted numerous experiments throughout the 20th century, with the ALICE Project being their most advanced and ambitious yet.

structure. a hierarchical organization with: *ೃ༄ . the Eye (Leadership Council) - 12 members *ೃ༄ . the Seers (Upper Management) - high-ranking officials in various industries *ೃ༄ . the Observers (Field Agents) - monitor and collect specimens *ೃ༄ . the Architects (Scientists) - create and manage the experiments

the ALICE PROJECT was initiated by the secret society known as the watcher, a cult-like organization obsessed with ascending human consciousness to godhood. through a blend of psychological conditioning, ritual science, and bioengineering, they created six prototype beings: the false angels. they were meant to embody perfection—emotionless, obedient, powerful—but instead developed fragmented consciousness and emotions.

after decades of failed attempts to artificially enhance human consciousness, the Watcher developed Project EVE-06 (codenamed "ALICE") to create six perfect beings from scratch rather than modify existing humans.

project EVE-06, also known as ALICE, was the watcher’s magnum opus—an experiment meant to create vessels for transcendence. through invasive memory implantation, trauma-induced obedience training, and biomechanical engineering, six “girls” were crafted as icons of perfection: emotionless, obedient, beautiful. but something went wrong.

the six "False Angels" were not born but made through a combination of; advanced genetic engineering, spiritual/ritual "awakening" ceremonies, consciousness programming using quantum technology, supernatural element infusion (classified as "Ethereal Essence")

each subject was designed to embody a specific angelic virtue while containing a suppressed "sin" that could be activated when needed. the Watcher believed this duality was essential for transcendence.

these six girls escaped the facility after a catastrophic experiment during their “awakening,” and now hide as normal high schoolers. outwardly sweet and dazzling idols… inwardly fractured, haunted, and fighting to stay free.

.ೃ࿐the escape.

during the final "awakening" ritual intended to fully activate their powers while maintaining control, something went catastrophically wrong. dr. Jiwoo Kim (later known as "White Rabbit"), a scientist who had grown attached to the subjects, sabotaged the procedure by modifying the consciousness integration algorithm. the ritual partially succeeded, awakening the girls' powers but also giving them free will and fragmented memories of their creation. in the ensuing chaos, Dr. Kim helped the six escape the facility. the Watcher classified the incident as "The Alice Breach" and immediately issued termination orders for all subjects and Dr. Kim.

now fugitives hunted by the Watcher, the six girls disguise themselves as normal high schoolers—wearing false smiles and angelic innocence like armor. they live in liminal spaces—empty classrooms, quiet train stations, white-walled corridors—places between reality and dream, safety and threat.

on the surface, they are sweet, dazzling idols—“perfect girls next door.” but beneath the smiles lie fractured souls, haunted by their origins, battling the pull of darkness and violence in their veins.

they began to dream.

cracks formed during a pivotal stage called the “Awakening Sequence,” where their consciousness was meant to be fully overwritten with Watcher doctrine. fragments of self—flickers of real emotion, memory, and pain—surfaced.

one by one, they began to resist.

the White Rabbit, a rogue scientist once loyal to the Watchers, saw their awakening not as failure, but as evolution. he sabotaged the compound’s systems and led the girls out. the world thinks they were “terminated.” but in truth, they are hiding—fractured, hunted, and struggling to be human.

ೃ⁀➷MEMBERS DESIGNATIONS

WA-01 (NARAN) - "the gilded blade". grace (obedient)

WA-02 (MIN) - "the crimson echo". rage (control)

WA-03 (SHIWON) - "the mirror fox". wit (strategy)

WA-04 (YAFEI) - "the velvet mercy". compassion (emotional suppression)

WA-05 (ARTEMIS) - "the stray prophet". voice (leader of the chorus)

WA-06 (MADI) - "the doll of dawn". curiosity (corrupted innocence)

ೃ⁀➷KEY LORE ELEMENTS

.ೃ࿐the white rabbit protocol

dr. Jiwoo Kim created a failsafe within the girls' programming—a hidden protocol that would help them regain their memories if triggered by specific stimuli. these triggers are subtly embedded in their music and performances, explaining the strange "glitches" that sometimes occur during their shows.

shown by

a visual cue in early MVs—when a member stares into the camera, the screen briefly glitches—suggesting they're breaking the illusion of their idol mask.

.ೃ࿐the feeding cycle

the girls discover they need to "feed" on specific human emotions to sustain their enhanced abilities:

Naran. feeds on courage and determination

Min. feeds on curiosity and intellect

Shiwon. feeds on loyalty and dedication

Yafei. feeds on desire and admiration

Artemis. feeds on wonder and revelation

Madi. feeds on joy and innocence

this need to "feed" explains their drive to perform and connect with fans, as concerts provide abundant emotional energy.

.ೃ࿐the false angel syndrome

as the watcher created more experiments following the ALICE formula, many began exhibiting similar signs of awakening and rebellion. the organization classified this as "False Angel Syndrome"—a "defect" in which the subjects develop true sentience and begin questioning their purpose.

ೃ⁀➷THEMES AND SYMBOLS

*ೃ༄ . themes

Innocence vs. Rot: pure visuals, stained intentions. white dresses with blood-tinted edges. polished music hiding fractured thoughts.

Duality: light and dark. human and weapon. girl and god. angel and demon.

Control and Liberation: from obedient dolls to wild hearts.

Fragmented Identity: they aren’t fully human, but they dream like one. each girl’s past self bleeds through.

Religious Corruption: angel wings turned metal and rusted, crosses cracked, halos scorched black.

*ೃ༄ . symbols

Mirrors & Broken Mirrors: reflecting fractured identities and shattered realities. sometimes they see themselves clearly; often, their reflections are warped or missing.

Wings: from delicate white feathers to broken mechanical appendages. the wings represent their lost divinity and reclaimed power.

Barcodes on Neck/Spine: the mark of ownership and dehumanization, often faint but never gone.

Black Halos: corrupted halos symbolizing fallen grace.

Stitched Mouths: representing forced silence, trauma, and the struggle to speak their truths.

Angel Wing Cuffs: restrictive bindings—both physical and mental.

Butterflies: symbols of transformation and fragile beauty amid chaos.

Dolls: their manufactured origins; beautiful, but fragile and controlled.

Liminal Spaces: train stations, empty classrooms, white rooms; thresholds between past and future, captivity and freedom, innocence and corruption.

ೃ⁀➷GROUP-WIDE MOTIF

layout: motif. interpretation. how to use visually

*ೃ༄ . Glass Garden Terrarium. origin lab—beauty in captivity. teaser posters framed like botanical slides; live‑stage prop with shattered glass shards on the floor

*ೃ༄ . White Rabbits (origami). trail left by the defected scientist. paper rabbits hidden in MV sets; album booklet folds into a rabbit silhouette

*ೃ༄ . Keyhole Halo. their missing piece to “perfection”. graphics: circular halo with a keyhole notch; light rigs form this shape above stage

*ೃ༄ . Surveillance Iris. watcher’s all‑seeing eye. background LED: spinning iris; choreography moment where members mimic cameras panning

*ೃ༄ . Static Butterflies. glitched freedom. animated MV overlay—wing beats stutter like corrupted GIFs

*ೃ༄ . Liminal Benches / Station Platforms. waiting for a train that never comes. concept photos in deserted train stations at dawn, fog rolling

*ೃ༄ . Barcode Rosary. faith rewritten as ownership. accessory: chain of resin beads, each bead etched with a tiny code

.ೃ࿐hidden messages

each album contains coded messages in lyrics, choreography, and music video imagery that form a larger narrative when pieced together. fans who decode these messages are actually helping the girls spread awareness about The Watcher's activities.

𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆, 𝒍𝒆𝒕’𝒔 𝒈𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆!

✧˖*°࿐ Pre-debut: in early 2018, a YouTube channel titled “Alice_FND” began uploading a series of cryptic videos without any formal promotion or direct affiliation to ATE Entertainment. the channel initially featured short, seemingly mundane clips—girls in school uniforms filming each other during lunch, sketching in notebooks, dancing in empty practice rooms, or riding the subway.

all videos were stylized with subtle VHS filters, timestamp overlays, grain, and light digital glitches, evoking a found footage aesthetic.

at first, the content appeared random and innocent. however, viewers who followed the uploads closely began to notice unsettling motifs:

*ೃ༄ . in one video, a girl hums to herself in a mirror before briefly staring directly at the camera as if aware she’s being watched.

*ೃ༄ . another features shaky cam footage of someone walking barefoot down a hallway at night while a distorted children’s song plays faintly in the background.

*ೃ༄ . certain clips would abruptly cut to a black screen with handwritten scribbles or numbers that flashed too quickly to read clearly.

*ೃ༄ . the same school hallway appeared in multiple videos, but with slightly different posters or lighting, suggesting time loops or alternate perspectives.

clips were titled in lowercase, often with cryptic names like “mirror_03-17”, “sheleftthewindowopen”, or “nocaller_id”.

while no faces were explicitly introduced, fans soon began identifying the members through frame-by-frame analysis—recognizing Naran’s ballet movements, Min’s voice, or Madi’s distinct handwriting visible in a classroom whiteboard shot.

*ೃ༄ . this campaign—internally referred to by ATE Entertainment as “Nocturne Sequence”—continued over several months and garnered viral traction in niche online circles. it was eventually revealed through insider leaks that the videos were deliberately constructed as performance teasers, intended to blur the lines between documentary and art installation.

the final upload, “lucidend_00”, dropped one week before debut. it included all six members walking into a fogged mirror room in school uniforms. the footage cuts abruptly before any of them speak. the only sound heard is a tuning fork resonating in the background.

*ೃ༄ . shortly after, WILD ALICE was officially revealed as ATE Entertainment’s upcoming girl group, with the announcement of their debut mini album, FALSE ANGELS.

*ೃ༄ . this pre-debut campaign remains one of the most distinctive in K-pop history, praised for its commitment to atmosphere, mystery, and unorthodox engagement with viewers.

[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

Hi Moffy ^^

What's your opinion of people making Scarecrow a "nicer" person then he usually is depicted in DC media?

I'm currently working on my version and send some notes to my friend, he claim I'm making him too "nice". He then complained that too many people make him too "kind and good"? I personally don't see ploblem with it, but you know how some people in fandom are.

Sending roses and best wishes for you 🌹🌹🌹🌹❤️

See, I think it's a fine line you have to blanace.

I am no one to talk, I will absolutely write fluffy/mushy/soft/ooc stuff if asked or just for my own amusement. I think it's fun to imagine him being almost an anti-hero or a decent professor or thoughtful therapist. Nothing wrong with this.

However, if you want to write him realistically

Most canon shows that he's a manipulative bastard. Sure, Study Hall is a rare example of him trying to do a good deed, but he clearly went about it the wrong way using his own demonic sense of justice.

In Joker's Asylum he's a therapist for a teenager struggling with bullies, and he actually convinces her to fight back against them and give her toxin to do so. This would be a big no no in my book, BUT it makes for a great story.

It's best to look deep into some of your fav comics and see WHY he does what he does. What is his motivation, it's not only fear--but revenge as well. Both negative motives.

Granted, I'm not gonna tell you what to write or not to write. I love my fluffy things, but I would be careful not to push it too far into kindness. Anytime he's something good, it's been for his own selfish desires.

In order for him to change and do good for goodness sake, he has to see that he's in the wrong and he's a bit too arrogant for that in most cases (but it has been done in the comics, as seen in Cycle of Violence)

I think having him be polite to get his way, subtly manipulating people is a good place to start. You know, like a sheath karen. Yeah, that's one way to put it.

[ask-nikolaorsinov]

So, how does one sweep a mannequin off her feet🌹?

Maybe a bouquet??? Shower her in praise and gifts??? Plan out a wonderful date for it??? Dote upon its every wish, whim and desire?? Send love letters and poetry every single day??? A serenade??? There are plentiful theatre productions, movies, books and many maaaaany things you could scour for ideas, surely? 'Romance', look it up!