#agent henge

[shadowfreak98]

Dude, I am HELLA proud of these Anti designs! I spent WAY MORE than 5 days on these guys! I am SOOO happy with how they turned out!

[Keep in mind that the ideas are still kinda a work in progress, as the writing for my Sonic AU jumps to different places all the time... curse my ADHD brain]

Agent Henge - He is an Agent that works for GUN. He works closely with Dr. Kintobor to keep a close eye on both Rush the Hedgehog, and Professor Herald's "Ultimate Lifeform", Equinox.

He is a very polite, and kind individual. He speaks with great formality, and maintains a refined and proper demeanor, no matter his situation. He shows great compassion and respect for all Mobians he works with, especially Rush. [He also has a very obvious crush on a certain Doctor, and shows a fatherly-like care to Dr. Kintobor's creation, Terosan]

Dr. Kintobor - He is an eccentric, and extremely passionate scientist. His ultimate goal is to help better the entire world through the power of science and technology. He is the greatest mind of their time and has made many accomplishments throughout his life. However, he is far from perfect...

Kintobor, while his heart may be in the right place, tends to think very highly of himself and tends to think his philosophies, and morals can never be challenged and will often force his ideals upon others... the main one being Rush... this has driven a wedge between the two of them; as Rush used to look up to the Doctor... but something has caused Rush to become quite selfish [in the eyes of the Doctor that is...]

Molly Kintobor - She is the granddaughter of Professor Herald Kintobor. She was born and raised on the Space Colony XXX due to her unfavorable health conditions. Since birth, she was severely immunocompromised and was given to her Grandfather to be looked after. It was the safest place for her and her weak immune system, as she would be far away from Mobius' many contaminants.

Molly grew up on the Colony and developed a fascination for Astronomy as well as space exploration. After meeting the hospitable race of Black Arms, her dream of becoming the first human to go beyond the Milky Way to find far-off planets and discovering new extraterrestrial creatures blossomed.

[maybe-boys-do-love]

I'm sure Gunsmile had his reasons for leaving GMM, but I hope one of them was so he and Heng could play brothers in a series...

[danhengposting]

a couple of besties can be the current and previous incarnation of the same soul

[brighteuphony]

Why is anbu Sakura's hair black? Is it dyed for better disguising herself with the environment, or does she have a different family in that au?

So in the ANBU!au, ANBU masks all come with a specific array of seals that can be customized at user request. In Sakura's case, its impossible to maintain anonymity with pink hair, so a Henge Seal helps deal with that.

Not all ANBU masks have a Henge- because not everyone has extremely unique features that need to be hidden.

Her ANBU mask seals also feature:

Chakra Key and Disguise : This keys the mask to her specific chakra signature (so it can't be stolen) and helps disguise it. Mandatory to all ANBU.

Poison Filters/Detection Seals: These seals help recognize and filter common airborne poisons. They don't help against ingestion or infection, and don't detect more exotic toxins. Mandatory to all ANBU.

Meshed Eyes/Enhanced Vision Seals: Helps the wearer see more clearly at night, though the mesh is optional- as some users might need clear vision to use dojutsu.

Scent Blocking Seals: These help nullify specific scent markers, as agents are often sweating due to physical exertion. The seal isn't mandatory, but scent blocks of some sort are. It's also highly encouraged to use neutral bodywash and shampoo before missions.

Vocal Distortion Seals: These seals help modulate the user's voice without putting a strain on their vocal cords, as the distortion is handled by the mask. Not mandatory, but Sakura really doesn't want to be recognized.

All seals need to be occasionally recharged/rewritten at ANBU HQ- as they will eventually wear off.

Additionally, these seals are usually invisible to the naked eye, though a skilled fuinjutsu specialist can usually make them visible. The masks are also very damage-resistant and can handle quite a bit of abuse before they start chipping. Since the seals are separate, it's possible to lose only a portion of the mask's seals and keep the others active as long as most of the seal is there.

[hazymoonlinh]

ye ask and ye shall receive *pulls an idea out of my random box*

ok picture this the reader is mydei soulmate who just so happens to be of the many researchers at herta's space station,known to be distant and cold a woman of pure intellect and cool headed the opposite of mydei.

who occasionally accompanies the astral express crew sometimes on missions,she happens to accompany them to amphoreus and even after finding out that she and mydei are soulmates she still goes back to herta space station to which infuriates mydei who somehow with the trailblazer help goes to the space station to drag her back.

sorry if it's so long I got really excited writing this tehe

Hehe…thanks for requesting again, you have really great ideas btw <3

Someone please save me from Tet, I’m so frickin busy…

Anyway, I had fun writing this lol.

The scientific way of falling in love

(Against your will)

“A Cold-Blooded Soulmate? Unacceptable.”(Mydei x Researcher!Reader | Soulmate AU)

Mydei too in love to let you go.

I think Mydei is a bit ooc…

Also this takes place when everything is over, Amphoreus is saved, March is too.

The revelation should have meant everything.

Soulmates—an undeniable, unshakable truth woven into the fabric of fate itself. It was supposed to be a moment of clarity, of absolute certainty. And yet, when she—the brilliant, cold researcher from Herta’s Space Station—discovered her bond with Mydei, she did something unfathomable.

She left.

Without hesitation, without the emotional theatrics most would expect, she simply turned her back on him and returned to her work, as if destiny itself was nothing more than an inconvenient hypothesis that had yet to be proven useful.

And Mydei? He was furious.

“She left,” he growled, pacing inside the Astral Express. “She looked me in the eye—looked her own soulmate in the eye—and just walked away.”

Trailblazer and March exchanged nervous glances while Dan Heng remained as impassive as ever, arms crossed as he leaned against the wall. Welt, however, simply sighed. “She has her duties,” he reasoned. “Not everyone reacts the same way to soulmates.”

“Hah! Duties?” Mydei sneered. “What’s more important than fate itself? What’s more important than me?” He slammed his hand on a nearby table, the sheer force rattling the surface. “She’s supposed to be mine, but instead, she just—” He clenched his jaw, fuming. “Left.”

“I mean, to be fair, she is kinda known for being a bit… emotionless?” March offered hesitantly. “She’s super smart, but not really the sentimental type, y’know?”

“She must be absolutely fascinating to talk to,” Dan Heng remarked dryly.

Mydei shot him a glare before turning his sharp eyes back to the group. “It doesn’t matter. She doesn’t get to ignore this. Ignore me.” He straightened, his golden armor gleaming under the train’s light. “If she won’t come to me, then I’ll bring her back myself.”

March blinked. “You… you’re just gonna go there and kidnap her?”

“Not kidnap,” Mydei corrected with a smirk. “Retrieve.”

Trailblazer, ever the agent of chaos, grinned. “I’ll help.”

—

Herta’s Space Station was a place of knowledge, of logic. And, most importantly, a place that had absolutely no patience for Mydei’s dramatics.

Yet that did not stop him from storming through its pristine halls, his presence utterly alien amidst the quiet, sterile environment. Researchers and staff gave him a wide berth, whispering about the golden warrior whose very aura reeked of dominance and battle.

“I’m looking for her,” he declared to the nearest assistant, practically vibrating with indignation.

“W-We don’t disclose personnel locations to random visitors,” the researcher stammered.

“She is my soulmate.” Mydei’s sharp grin was anything but friendly. “I’m not a random visitor. Now, where is she?”

The assistant pointed immediately. “L-Laboratory 3B—”

“Good.” He turned to Trailblazer, who had accompanied him. “See? Cooperation. Very simple.”

Trailblazer just shook their head, hiding a smirk as Mydei marched toward his goal.

—

She was exactly as he remembered her—poised, collected, exuding an air of absolute intelligence as she focused on the holographic schematics before her. Not once did she glance up, not even as Mydei stepped into her space, a presence impossible to ignore.

“You left,” he said, voice low and sharp.

“I had work to do,” she replied simply, fingers gliding over the display.

He scoffed, stepping closer. “We are soulmates, and your first instinct was to return to your research? Not even a second thought?”

“I did give it a second thought,” she corrected. “I just found it irrelevant to my immediate objectives.”

Mydei narrowed his eyes. “You found fate irrelevant?”

She finally looked at him then, her cold, calculating gaze meeting his fiery one. “Fate is an unproven theory. A biological response due to specific resonance frequencies between individuals. I fail to see why I should let it dictate my decisions.”

Mydei stared at her, utterly dumbfounded.

“…Are you serious?”

“Completely.”

For the first time in his life, Mydei was at a loss for words. He had faced countless warriors, led armies, and commanded battles with ease—but this woman, his supposed soulmate, was treating their bond like a research paper to be reviewed.

His eye twitched. “You’re coming with me.”

“No, I’m not.”

“Yes. You are.”

She gave him a mildly exasperated look. “I have no reason to.”

Mydei exhaled sharply, placing his hands on the edge of her desk and leaning in, voice dropping to a near growl. “Listen to me, you stubborn little researcher. I don’t lose. I don’t get rejected. And I certainly do not let my soulmate ignore me in favor of—of data analysis.”

She arched a delicate brow. “And what exactly do you intend to do about it?”

Oh, she shouldn’t have asked that.

Mydei grinned.

—

The entire space station was in chaos as Mydei carried his soulmate—over his shoulder—marching toward the docking bay with utter confidence.

“Put me down,” she ordered, expression still remarkably neutral despite the absurdity of the situation.

“No.”

Trailblazer, following behind, was barely holding in their laughter.

“You are behaving irrationally,” she informed him.

“No, you are,” Mydei shot back. “Running away from me? Denying fate? Tsk, tsk. How shameful.”

“Fate is a construct built on—”

“—Irrelevant.” He smirked, tightening his grip. “You belong with me.”

She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “You do realize this is effectively an abduction?”

“Retrieval,” he corrected.

A long pause. Then, with a soft sigh, she murmured, “I suppose I can finish my current project remotely.”

Mydei stopped mid-step, blinking. “…What?”

She looked at him, entirely unaffected by their position. “I will accompany you. Temporarily. To observe this ‘fate’ you seem so adamant about.”

Mydei’s grin returned, victorious. “A trial run, then?”

“If you must label it as such.”

“Fine.” He smirked. “But you’ll see, dear soulmate—there is no escaping me.”

Trailblazer snickered. “I give it a week before she starts liking it.”

She adjusted her glasses. “Unlikely.”

Mydei just laughed, carrying her onto the ship. “We’ll see about that.”

And so, the game began.

[arcnlumi]

The Double Producer explained ending

Looks like many people are unsure about how to interpret The Double’s ending. Many people think that it is implausible for Xiao Heng to break out among so many troops, and that his appearance at the end is Xue Fangfei's imagination, but actually that’s not how I view the ending. Think about it, when Xue Fangfei was buried alive in the beginning, shouldn’t that not be survivable? Yet she was able to crawl out of the grave with her own hands. Why couldn't Xiao Heng? Even if you can’t imagine him singlehandedly defeat the troops, then could there be some opposing soldiers who admire him try to convince him to surrender? Perhaps afterwards he became an undercover agent? And then…

In fact, there are thousands of possibilities in life. As long as you believe that he is back, he will be back. The ending of the drama corresponds to our attitude towards things in life. My idea is that by the sound of horse hooves, Xiao Heng is back, and Fang Fei turns around and the story ends happily. I don’t want to shoot the kind of show that leaves us wordless and in tears. This is why I told fans that it’s a HE, which is also what I believe down to my bones.

On the night of the 16th, Xingyue suddenly sent me a WeChat message saying that the platform wanted him to write a narration to explain the ending. I thought about it and suddenly realized that just as there are optimistic people there are also pessimistic people, and generally the voice of pessimistic people will overpower the optimistic people. Those that are pessimistic, will chatter endlessly and want to prove that they are right, while optimistic people just live their life and can’t be bother to argue. So I slapped my thigh and decided that instead of a narration, it would be better to show it to everyone. So I got director Ma Shishi and screenwriter Yangzhou together overnight, brought along some internet memes and concocted this bonus clip for everyone. The script was born that night, then I found time on the actors' schedule, and shot it on the 20th. I finished editing overnight and did post-production, and it was released immediately. I think it was pretty good. It allowed everyone to see the ending of the story more clearly and it’s definitely better than just an explanation. Moving forward, all my dramas have clear HE, including those that have been filmed and those that are currently being filmed. Everyone is very tired in real life, so I won’t do BE anymore and I won’t make you guess. Please bear with me.

[yinyuedijun]

whenever I'm writing for a man it always feels like I'm his PR agent, like I have to spread propaganda for him. I pushed the dan heng agenda, the aventurine agenda, the wbk/suo agenda, and now it's the jiji agenda. he is my toughest client yet because he appears to be a rizzless dork in the anime and the anime itself is crazy and off-putting. but please give him a chance guys. jiji deserves it.

[hawkinasock]

I feel like luocha would revive yanqing bc Yaoshi sees his (yanqing's) potential as a weapon for THEM, so THEY would send luocha to revive the boy and take him to the xianzhou to develop his skills so that THEY can control him in the future

Interesting. Ngl it makes me wonder if an event like that is what catalyzed Luocha's estrangement from the Abundance, assuming he is/was an emanator. It also makes me wonder how Yaoshi actually feels about the Xianzhou alliance. We know that The Hunt's entire purpose is to eradicate the Abundance, but is it ever clear if the feeling is mutual on Yaoshi's end? They seem so impassive and mellow from what little we've seen and heard of them, and they only take on the image of one particularly malevolent through the way in which the Xianzhou describes them, and the Xianzhou aren't exactly an unbiased source of information. Yaoshi creating what is essentially a sleeper agent is an interesting idea, but what if Yaoshi is genuine? What if Yanqing's entire existence is the thesis for their love?

Not to sound like some disciple lmao, but I think the idea of Yaoshi believing their power and ideology is as much a force for good as any other aeon is the kind of nuance I'd want the lore to lean into, and the potential irony put forth with the implication that Jing Yuan himself is using Yanqing as some kind of weapon can turn the tables in a super interesting way. Where the Abundance is the one committing the sin, in actuality, it's The Hunt.

Maybe I'm just a sucker for "the ones we thought were good aren't so innocent" pipeline. I've been having this sort of vibe ever since 2.4, during a very specific line from Huaiyan to Jing Yuan, where he made a firm stance in his belief that Jing Yuan's loyalty to the Xianzhou has "never wavered", to which Jing Yuan just... doesn't respond.

His expression only changes slightly, a faint furrow in his brows, then the camera just sits on him for a good couple seconds before Dan Heng speaks, and afterwards, Jing Yuan himself takes no part in the conversation for the next few lines. When he does, it's irrelevant to Huaiyan's original comment.

Idk it could be nothing, but with Jing Yuan already being incredibly suspicious in many ways, namely his guardianship over Yanqing, it makes me wonder if the entire Wardance arc was, to an extend, a red herring; a false sense of security. Now that hsr has explicitly brought up the possibility of an Arbiter General being disloyal and making two plot points out of it, the first being Feixiao's inner turmoil with the borisins and the second being TB defending Jing Yuan's innocence, I can't help but be even more suspicious of him.

I lost the plot a bit there... my bad. But to reconvene, I think it would be both plausible and in character for Yaoshi to revive one specific child, but I'm on the fence about their motivations being inherently malicious. Their power may be the cause of much pain and suffering, but as far as I can tell, they themselves don't see it that way. As biased as I admit I am about Yaoshi, I think that they would revive Yanqing simply because they love him.

I still think your theory, as cracked as it is, holds water. I'm fond of it, personally, if you can't already tell lmfao. Sorry this was a bit long btw. I just love to yap about my stupid little blorbos. Pls hit up my ask box again if you have more to say.

[randomfoggytiger]

"Every Day It's Like Halloween"

Fictober, Day 1

Thanks for @thescullyphile for the prompt: Our stalwart heroes, Mulder and Scully, transported via X-File circumstance, through time to Ye Olde Yeares. What shall our chevaliers find? Perhaps a Monster calles, or they Witnesse the Stone Henge? 'Tis for thine mind to puzzle.

It didn't quite go that direction; but I gotta follow the Muse. ;)))

*-*-*-*-*

Mulder wouldn’t be surprised if his pupils were blown.

Flat on his back, he tried to focus on his breathing as the sky tilted and twirled inconsistently. There were voices blending in surprise or panic around him-- blending being the operative word, he couldn’t make out what they were saying-- and someone’s shadow was dipping over his head. Another second and he expected Scully to come into view. 

“Mulder!” And there she was, brows pinched, eyes alarmed. A sprig of fake green poked him in the eye as the contraption holding her tiny knot of hair lost its hold and fell to pieces. She was, he noted vaguely, a vision in luminous layers of pearl and silver gauze. She smelt like smoke, and salt, and roasted pig flesh. 

Oh, he remembered. Ren Faire. 

*-*-*-*-*

The case had sounded promising: California visitors disappearing behind the polyester and plastic reconstruction of Medieval times. Skinner, he'd decided, likely wouldn't comment on yet another trip to the West Coast, having turned an increasingly blind eye to their largely fruitless missions and sun tans and deepening smile lines. 

“He seems,” Scully concluded, trying to tame a grin, unsuccessfully, “happy.” 

“Hm,” Mulder nodded, engrossed with Scully’s battle. “He's definitely more… engaged with our reports lately.”

“Well, stripper video game assassins are probably… intriguing, on some level.” She still held a grudge against Jade Afterglow’s double. He caught her stealing away with his thinnest pair of sunglasses, once, to recreate the stare down in her bathroom mirror. She caught him conspicuously packing those sunglasses, twice, for this trip. (He’d made sure she’d noticed.)  

“It'll give him something to say to the premiere reporters.” 

Scully tried to hide her curiosity there, as well, looking up to read his face carefully. “That’s still a few weeks away.” 

He shrugged, mildly amused at the prospect of their boss preening and strutting around Wayne Federman like a Hollywood would-be. “Jealous you’ll have to share the honor of screentime with Skinman?” 

“Once was enough-- Bill’s never gotten over the humiliation.” There was that smile again, in spite of her annoyance at L.A.’s tendency to tape everything. Charlie’s “You and Mulder created job opportunities for werewolves” helped make her older brother’s bluster bearable…that, and the fact both silently agreed to add the tape to Mulder’s collection.   

Passing over a few tempting quips, he settled on, “What’s the worst that could happen?”

*-*-*-*-*

"Quite a bit," Scully reminded him, later.

The disappearances had taken a dramatic turn by the time Mulder submitted their travel request: a senator’s daughter had vanished; and the local authorities were suddenly as interested in the case as their pensions required. Skinner took their paperwork and theory seriously-- too seriously, they concluded-- roping them into an undercover operation. Vendors and attendees raucously greeted and laughed and sang in the sunshine while Mulder and Scully sweated through layers of cheaply bought performance clothes, she supplying water on the hour and he buying cloths to wipe the sweat off her arms and neck. 

As far afield as Mulder floated, he came hurrying back. 

“Don’t split up, Agents,” the top-down had warned, “they found one of the bodies this morning. A real gruesome way to go. Pattern suggests the killer targets red-haired guests.” And while the suggestion was improbable, given their methods, neither wanted to take any chances.

*-*-*-*-*

Scully wandered off to relieve herself before Mulder clocked a duck-and-dodge attempt. Someone-- male, above-average height, broad shoulders, shaved head-- was popping from one outlier tent to another, long poker in hand, occasionally twisting behind the flaps to avoid detection. He notified the team just as the man charged, closing in on Scully with sickening speed. 

“Scullay!” The ground flew past and the scenery blurred, partner and pursuant becoming his only focus. 

“Mul--” she managed to yell, briefly, before whipping out her gun and ordering,” Stop! FBI!” 

The suspect did; but Mulder watched as his shoulders straightened, knew the last yard was going to be recklessly crossed, regardless. “FBI-- hands in the air!” he echoed, racing onto the scene, weapon raised. 

There was an explosion of movement so disorienting that he had to piece the events together afterwards. The assailant was leaping at him, the poker was above his head, Scully was yelling, shots were fired, the team was swarming around, and darkness was swiftly descending.

*-*-*-*-*

When he woke, the sun was still punishing, the scenery still blurred, and Scully still his only focus. 

“Mulder, are you all right? Don’t move,” she discouraged, holding his head steady with one hand while her other fingers prodded around for injury. 

“Did he get me?” His question was answered, swiftly and abruptly, when she landed on the sorest part of his skull. “Ow.” 

“Sorry. We’re going to have to get that x-rayed, I think. Paramedics should be here, soon.” 

Her eyes were too sorrowful, too regretful. He chanced a smile and a friendly poke to her leg. “This time, you ditched me.”

Scully snorted, as he hoped she would. “No one expects to be followed to the bathroom, Mulder.” Squinting at their surroundings, she added, “Or to the woods, in this case.” 

“You don’t have historic luck when it comes to bathrooms, though, Scully.” 

“Liver eating mutants and elegies aside, Mulder,” she huffed, massaging the ache radiating across his forehead, “I don’t seem to have much luck hanging around you at all.” 

“Mm,” he agreed, fighting sleep. “Won’t Skinner be pleased?”

*-*-*-*-*

Time stretched on lazily after Ronald Ferris was led away in handcuffs; and still, the paramedics did not come. His partner was turning snappish, glaring at nosy busybodies and pushing the officers to call in the ambulance if they had to. The moment called for, Mulder muzzily concluded, a distraction.

"Y'know, Scully." He let the statement hang, knowing it wouldn't be long until his partner bit.

"What, Mulder?"

"This is our first ren faire together."

"No," she insisted, inflexibly argumentative, "it is not."

"No? How do you figure?"

She sighed, looked down at him with that smile, and squeezed her eyes shut. "Mulder, I know what--"

"We're here, Scully. What other proof do you need?"

"Fine." Sitting back more comfortably, face relaxing, she let her protests drop. "This isn't our first ren faire because we weren't properly dressed. We didn't bob for apples, or...." Blowing through her lips, she tried to recall the events of that morning. "We didn't eat leg of lamb, or try roasted beef, or wash down vendor desserts with seasonal drinks, or. Or participate in the games. We didn't get to compete against each other. You didn't battle someone else for my honor."

Mulder made a little noise, looked upward where he presumed his bump was; and watched Scully's eyes soften.

"Well," she amended, "you did participate a little. It probably wouldn't count, though."

"It feels like it counts."

Nodding, Scully clutched his hand with her free one, rubbed his thumb tenderly with her own. "Then it counts to me."

*-*-*-*-*

Thanks for reading~

Enjoy!

Tagging @today-in-fic and @xffictober24.

[kkl1nch0r]

title: chase of lies PART 2 (blade x FBI gn!reader)

notes: ermmm i had trouble writing this because I'm not an FBI agent nor a super intelligent detective/investigor 😍😍 anyways I tried my best lol!!!!!!!!! this part is more shorter because.... I'm working on two fics on the same time (this fic was the most impulsive shit I've written LMFAOOO)

this is where it gets freaky. OBSESSED BLADE LOVERS WHERE YALL ATTTTTTTTUUHHH

2 months.

The undercover mission is pure madness— you���ve found traces of the Stellaron Hunters around the area, breaking every law you had devoted your life to enforce.

Hard as it was, you found yourself walking around the streets with a bounce in your step. The chase had led you out into the outskirts of a city upstate. The Xianzhou seemed so far away, but being approved on File X was like a high.

“It’s going to be a solo mission, I’m afraid,” Jing Yuan had said before your depart. “We’re low on staff. If you need a search or some pointers, you can always give us a call.”

The director had paused, his expression that of concern. “And… be careful. I know it's like listening to a broken record player, but there’s no predicting what any of the Stellaron Hunters could do.”

Well, that was unsettling.

“Especially Blade,” Jing Yuan had mentioned. “You’ve dedicated most of your life to chasing that man down, but please… don’t let him take your life completely. Make sure you come back to us. Got it?”

A solo mission wasn’t anything you couldn’t handle. Just a piece of cake!

That was okay… fine, it got a little lonely sometimes, sitting in hotels, sipping bitter coffee, furiously typing at your laptop, scouring the last crumbs of evidence from news articles and research papers, but this was File X. The file you had fought for to go through with.

You couldn’t afford to back down now. Besides, your laptop had brought up another news article about the Stellaron Hunters, and seeing the publishing date it had been pretty decent.

It’s late, but you’re still awake, looking at the files the investigation unit had sent you.

A blurry picture popped up on the page, and you zoomed in, eyes narrowing. Hmm… this was the wrong article, surely. This man didn’t look like Blade at all.

Your phone buzzed. Somebody was calling.

Reaching over, you received the call, holding it up to your ear as you scrolled, finding another thread of posts. Fu Xuan sent you another file as the notification pops up on your screen. Sighing into the phone, you click on it.

Dan Heng’s voice crackles over the phone. You wince. “Hey, everything alright over there?”

“ —N! Y/n!” Dan Heng calls over the line. You frown. Something’s wrong.

“What’s the matter, Dan Heng? Talk to me.”

“You— have to stop— File X!” Dan Heng’s voice crackles again as you scroll over your laptop, a line of unsettling pictures flashing over the screen. The location of these pictures was somewhere close to this area. Your eyes glaze over the address, eyes narrowing.

Dan Heng’s line silences for a second before cracking up again. “Y/n, be careful. There’s—” his voice cuts off again.

“Who’s fighting over the line here?” you ask, looking at images of dismembered corpses that appear on the screen. Then you pause. “Dan Heng? Are you there?”

Dan Heng yells in frustration over the line. “Just— careful!”

“Okay, will do,” you reply. “Why?”

“It’s because… the Stellaron Hunters…” Dan Heng’s line cuts off into incoherent gibberish. After a moment he gains control over the call. “Right next to— have to— change your identity! That’s all Jing Yuan said to do.”

“Send me the details, Dan Heng. Call you later.”

“Be careful,” is his last word over the call and it ends. You toss your phone back on the bed, groaning as you run a hand over your face. It hasn’t been the first time the Investigation unit called, but something was amiss. Dan Heng had never sounded that desperate before.

You straighten, mind flashing the pictures into your head. “Wait a minute…”

The image you had stopped scrolling on… you’d seen it somewhere. A red flower.

Wait, no. The red flower.

The Spider Lily. You had practically ingrained that flower into your head since your early investigation days. The trace of the Stellaron Hunters.

Blade.

Something else is eating at you, though. Like an obsessed madman, you scroll back up to the details Fu Xuan had sent.

The location. The address.

Silence hangs in the air. The address where these pictures were taken… was right below the hotel you were staying at.

You slap a palm over your head. “You’re joking.”

Did you blow your cover yet? You didn’t know. Did they find you? You didn’t know. Was it a coincidence?

The lack of certainty in this situation was making you anxious. Dan Heng’s frustration over the phone about being more careful was growing eerie.

The spider lily—

“Okay, calm down,” you tell yourself. “Think things through.”

You begin to stand, pacing around the hotel room, the floorboards creaking below you. “The murder case— okay, honestly, this is definitely the Stellaron Hunters at work— is just right below the hotel I was staying at. When was this investigated, anyway?” you ask yourself.

Walking back to the laptop, you read the details. “The pictures were taken hours after the crime… and happened about a week ago. Six days ago, it seems.”

You worked it out in your head, pacing again, feeling like a rookie investigator years ago. “About a week ago, I was approaching the outskirts of this city then. I needed a place to stay, and the hotel was the only one in sight. I ended up booking it early… hold on.”

The only hotel in the area meant there was a lot of work to get a room, of course. The thing was…

You froze in your tracks. “I had booked a room here… seven days before I came.”

Pacing again, you think harder. “That means… the Stellaron Hunters murdered someone the day after I booked this damn hotel?”

Were you perhaps… being tracked down?

By the Stellaron Hunters, no less?

There was no way a crime would happen right in your area a day after you had booked the hotel unless somebody had tipped your whereabouts off. It was as if you had given your position away to the Stellaron Hunters. But how?

“This can’t be possible.”

Movement catches your eye out the window, and your attention diverts outside— it’s too dark to see anything, but there’s something outside.

No. Someone outside. Watching.

—

Y/n is here.

Y/n.

Y/n.

The man lets his face twist into a cruel smile, tracing a rough finger over a photo of a deserted hotel. Out of all the hotels that could have been chosen from, they chose this?

Whatever. Blade’s eyes narrow. That’s not any of his business. Kafka was right— the Xianzhou Investigation unit was becoming more of a nuisance than a source of information— although when did the investigation unit have information, anyway?

Blade treads purposefully down the streets, his gaze directed towards the hotel. One light’s on, and no doubt it’s Y/n.

Twisted excitement and anxiety churn in his stomach as he watches your silhouette walk through the room, pacing and talking. How cute. Still trying to figure things out, weren’t they?

The crime was done. Blade had zero doubt Y/n would connect the dots in a second. This was light work for the agent. Even the idea of being caught, and being interrogated by the agent sent a nervous streak through his spine.

But he was excited.

Being chased thrilled the criminal. He wanted his every face to be plastered on every wanted poster and every news article. Y/n would be forced to ingrain his face into their head. They’d have no choice.

As if Blade ever gave them a choice.

“Quit moping and move,” Silver Wolf’s voice rings in his earbud. Blade scowls, tapping on the device before spending another moment looking up at the window.

Y/n pauses, catching Blade’s movement out the window, and Blade’s eyes widen, a wicked smile curling his lips. Finally.

The agent presses their body against the window, but Blade is gone by then. It’s no use trying to find somebody at this time of day.

Y/n wanted to hunt him down? So be it.

There's nothing like a good chase, anyway.

[angara-mfrp]

Wow, has it actually been another year already? Apparently so! And as such, we are now bringing you yet another ADZ Wrapped! For those of you who have been here since last year, you know the drill. For those of you who haven't, well...it's exactly what it sounds like!

This post is so long this year compared to last year that we need a readmore. Under the cut we go!

Our biggest change was probably the addition of three new mods: Vega (Mod Budgie), Laur (Mod Quoll), and Nox (Mod Magpie)! The need for new personnel just speaks to the success and growth of the group, and we thank you all for our chance to grow. And haven't they just done a fantastic job?

Next, raw data! Including the mod team, we are now up to 108 muns and a whopping 253 muses! That is far bigger than we ever could have imagined. Our largest Direction was Center, with 73 muses! Just behind it was North with 58, South with 46, West with 39, and then East with 36! To put things in perspective, our biggest Direction last year had 30 muses, and our smallest had only 6. Of course, Direction size doesn't necessarily indicate popularity. South Advocate Mikaves Bell, written by Owl, has been actively pursued by at least three different guys this year! North Advocate Vera Graves also seems to have some admirers lurking about, though the only one to have actively made a move is Randy Orlando, written by Sety! Poor guy, you tried so hard...

Our member base has also made a lot of progress in their Wave resistance! While we do have quite a few new arrivals, with 111 muses at Rank 0, we have 58 muses at Rank 1, 43 muses at Rank 2, 16 muses at Rank 3, 11 muses at Rank 4, and 14 muses at Rank 5! We'd also like to shout those who have managed to hit Rank 5 just this year: Arcade with Alcryst, Sami with Dan Heng, Katie with Hesperia Doshin, Lizard with Julian Zenith, Hansie with Kris Dreemurr, Lemon with Agent Eight, Crea with Nathrae Amatista, Soren with Neuvillette, and Mocha with Yusei Null! (I, Addison, also managed to hit Rank 5 with Musiea and Ronan Muir but y'all know I work from home. My ass does NOT need celebrating.)

While the majority of muses (200, to be exact) are 18 years or older, we did have quite a few young muses this year! 37 of our current muses are 17 years old or younger. And though they are small in number, the kids and teens have made quite an impact on the community! We've also seen a lot of Path development. Idealist continues to be the largest at 46, while Passive, Intellectual, and Opportunist all tied for the next place at 19 muses. Cynic is just behind them at 18 muses, then Contrarian at 14 muses. We have just one Dissenter, and that is Primrose Ossler, written by Oz! Currently, the Tormentor count is at 0...phew!

As far as things within the server, ADZ grew so much that we needed to add 3 more permanent IC channels, with 3 corresponding OOC channels! We've had a total of 479 drabbles and threads submitted! There have been 149 IC deaths, much to Vera's dismay. The fastest death was N, written by Edel, whose robot body just couldn't handle being in the lake! While humor is subjective, the mods found that Heavy Weapons Guy, written by Fish, had the funniest death. He was mistaken for a prop during the talent contest and killed by Spy, which led to an IC reenactment of the ever iconic "Heavy is dead" video! The golden pan incident was also suggested. We were also very chatty, with around 330,000 IC messages being sent this year!

This year has led to a lot of progress with lore and events. While Yden and its Cache were technically revealed in very late 2023, people didn't start going to Yden until this year! We also ventured out to Oure, a Cache in need of desperate help, which has now put power back into the hands of its people. We've had one exploration quest this year, to the Cursed Ruins outside of Yden, which revealed some secrets of the past and the debut of the mysterious "lifeblood of the planet"! Spooky...we also had our second ever mini event, where some of the Advocates went to a banquet with the "president" of Oure to learn more about why someone sent out a message asking for help. We did have three festival events this year, First Dawn on Yden's beach, Festival of Fortune in Oure, and then the return of Seven Nights of Fright, which took place across the three locations! However, we did have quite a chonky two-parter of a lore event with Casino Morale! Everyone worked to spy and gather intel in the first part, while in the second, everyone worked together to fight off an evil woman turned tentacle monster and protect those who were affected by her rampaging. We also introduced member-run events as a means of keeping people busy and giving the mods time to make lore and festival events as great as they could possibly be. The first was EVO Outbreak, run by Birb! The second was Dreamers, run by Lizard! The third, which is ongoing, is Seeming (Un)Seelie, run by Kira, Xeno, and Chii! We're glad we decided to give you all a chance to let your creativity really shine, and we can't wait to see what you do in the future! We also had SYNC errors galore, with the most entertaining ones being either the "affected users are dumb and friendly" error, or the "affected users are now tiny" error. Of course, we aren't sitting idly by either, and we very much plan to introduce more fun events and harrowing events this year.

We've also had plenty of funny moments brought about from events and user shenanigans overall! Alfred, written by Vega, dug two holes this year. One was for the sand sculpture contest, but another was just for enrichment. Many people fell into that hole! The emu race was also a lot of fun, with emus proving just how dumb they are in the most spectacular way. Nobody was as forgiving and appreciative of her incredibly stupid emu, Adderall, as Lumera, written by Arcade, but Jiaoqiu, written by Ike, rode to victory in the second race atop an emu named after his most hated ingredient! Cephalon Ordis, written by Laur, was dragged behind his emu in his trash can drone. He hated it, but everyone else loved it!

Humor, written by Wren, attempted to start a fight with a kangaroo...how did that go, again? Genuinely cannot remember if he won or if he got his shit rocked. Vash the Stampede, written by Stan, didn't have a great time with the emu costume contest, as his participating emu decided to wake up and choose violence despite his nice costume. Hermes, written by Twin, was a true innovator in the same contest! He used his god powers to turn into an emu, but he got caught, and he and Elise Liedl, written by Soleil, were disqualified. Of course, nobody suffered quite like Cecil, written by Max, during the maze race. When 56 relic frogs get loose in the maze, you cannot dawdle! Poor Cecil had to face all of that goo in a truly harrowing scene that was, unfortunately, televised.

This year also brought about our biggest drop day ever (maybe aside from when we opened), as well as expansions to all of the residential areas within the Angara Cache! We also revamped the quest and mutation systems to make them even better. So much has been done that listing it all here would make this post needlessly long!

Our point in doing this is to look back on our progress, what we've learned, how we've grown, and how much fun we've all had. Even if you weren't shouted out directly, please know that we appreciate you being here and we value your membership and your place within our not-so-little-anymore group. We're thankful for all of the adventures we've had with you this year, and we hope to have many more with you in CY1025!

And, just in case you haven't been directly shouted out? Here are some highlights from our legendary moments channel.

[plutos-little-space]

Masterlistミ★

Fandoms:

Honkai Star Rail:

• Cg!Welt Yang

• Cg!Welt Yang pt 2

• Little!Dan Heng

• Little!March 7th

• Cg!Blade

• Cg!Jing Yuan

• Little!Moze

• Sunday

• Cg!Sunday

• Cg!Sunday pt 2

• Cg!Sunday Hcs

• Little!Sunday

• Little!Sunday pt 2 (thx for 100 followers!!)

• Little!Robin

• Cg!Ratio

• Cg!Aventurine

• Cg!Aventurine Hcs

• Cg!Argenti

• Cg!Argenthill Hcs

• Cg!Boothill

• Cg!Boothill Hcs

• Little!Boothill

• Boothill paci edit

• Little!Rappa

• Cg!Mr. Reca

Genshin:

• Little!Venti

• Cg!Kaeya

• Cg!Zhongli

• Little!Itto Hcs

• Little!Wanderer

• Cg!Alhaitham

• Flip!Kaveh

• Cg!Neuvillette

• Little!Furina

• Lynette Stimboard

• Little!Freminet

• Cg!Wriothesley

• Little!Kinich

• Little!Mualani

• Big Bro Cg!Childe

• Papa Cg!Capitano

• Little!Capitano Hcs

• Paimon

Love and Deepspace:

• Cg!Sylus

• Cg!Sylus pt 2

• Cg!Dragon Sylus

• Cg!Caleb

• Cg!Caleb pt 2

Magnus Archives: (its is horror so be careful)

• Little!Jonathan Sims

• Little!Melanie King

• Flip!Basira Hussain

• Mike Crew

• Michael Distortion

JJK:

• Cg!Gojo

• Little!Gojo

• Big Bro!Choso

• Shoko Ieiri

• JJK hcs- gojo, itadori, megumi, nobara

• Babysitter!Yuta Okkotsu

The Owl House:

• Little!Hunter

Adventure Time:

• BMO

• Mashall Lee

Pressure:

• Cg!Sebastian Solace

Sonic:

• Little!Shadow

Baulders Gate 3:

• Cg!Astarion

• Cg!Halsin

Studio Ghibli:

• Little!Howl

Stardew Valley:

• Cg!Shane

One Piece:

• Doflamingo

• Charlotte Katakuri

Cookie Run:

• Cg!Cream Ferret Cookie

• Cg!Pure Vanilla Cookie

• Lilac Cookie

• Stollen Cookie

• Cg!Earl Grey Cookie

Good Omens:

• Crowley

Malevolent: (horror!!!! be careful!!)

• Cg!John Doe

Vox Mechina:

• Cg!Percy De Rolo

Umbrella Academy:

• Umbrella academy agere

• Cg!Five Hargreeves

• Teen Regressor!Five Hargreeves

Arcane:

• Viktor

Reverse 1999:

• Medicine Pocket

• Little!An An Lee

Splatoon:

• Little!Agent 8

Project Sekai:

• Little!Rui Kamishiro

Villains of Valley View:

• Cg!Colby Madden

King Of Fighters:

• Cg!Terry Bogard

Bill and Ted:

• Bill and Ted agere

PETRE:

Puppy:

• Border Collie

Kitten:

• Calico

• Minecraft!

THINGS/OTHERS:

• stars stars stars!

Asks?

• starting regressing

• links to ppl :>

REQUEST >> just moodboards open

DNI BANNERミ★

[ruumirmir]

𝘈 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘗𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘛𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴

Part I Part II

ੈ♡˳ Author's◇ note - Haha what if I pretended my shamelessly OCfied male reader was a character :))) Here's to me doing everything possible to build up my "reader" lore. Everything except actually drawing and naming him 😭 If you're curious about previous posts regarding my mans, you could skim over These!! Me when writing this: im gonna make up SO MUCH BULLSHIT about snezhnaya and the other harbingers.

𝘝𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 : ENG - Stephen Fu (Noe Archiviste from Vanitas no Carte) JP - Kento Ito (Dan Heng from Honkai Star Rail)

𝘉𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺 : October 19 (Libra)

𝘈𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 : Northland Bank of the Fatui

𝘝𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 : Hydro

𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 : Cygnus Venatici (The Hunting Swan)

A senior branch manager of Snezhnaya’s Northland bank. As a fatuus, he is formally well-known as the Venator Dux, who mans the Snezhnayan Order of Gold and Exchange founded by the Ninth Harbinger. He hunts in pursuit of the Tsar's vision, but his loyalties are far removed from her.

𝘝𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦-𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴

𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 Ah, the renowned traveller, in the flesh. A visitor to each of the seven nations, while your reputation has run across the continent twice over. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. If you've heard of the Snezhnayan Order of Gold and Exchange, that'd be me who's in charge of it. I am one of the agents within Lord Regrator's primary circle of officials, so you may address me as Venator dux.

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘵: 𝘐𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 I've been in my respective position for over a decade now, and for the last four years, have come across choice tales surrounding your name. A big fan of your work, really! Lord Regrator has had his interest piqued for a while now... so for the sake of civilized peace and alliance, let's get along... shall we? Try not to cause any trouble and I might consider putting in a good word for you.

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘵: 𝘋𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘬𝘴 A large bulk of my work is centered around days of scrawling pen over paper... but really, one can only digest hefty documents for so long. I've had my fill for many years on end-... now, I'd prefer to partake in more physical tasks.

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘵: 𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 I fear the new batch of rookies are growing too lax in their combat training… perhaps it was my uninspiring teaching method today. As a Venator, it simply won’t do to disappoint them. Traveller, would you help a man out and join the session today? The trainees could do with a fresh perspective on things.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐𝘵 𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴

No shelter to be seen... here's to praying that you don't catch a cold. Oh don't worry about me, I seldom get sick.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 I've always wondered how the real clap of thunder would feel in comparison to a shock of electro. Unless you want to volunteer for that, watch your step.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐𝘵 𝘚𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 Eh... I've seen it once, I've seen it a thousand times. That being said, the nights that are covered in an impossibly slow curtain of snowfall are some of the rarer times I stop to admire it.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘶𝘯 𝘐𝘴 𝘖𝘶𝘵 Finally. Some real warmth to my face. I am but a simple man, languishing like a wilted flower in the absence of our sun's blazing gaze.

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘵 Actually... I think I might just prefer the miserable winter cold over this.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘐𝘴 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 What's with the aggressive breeze today? Does the Anemo archon have bills to pay?

𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 Good morning. I was about to stop by the city lake on my way to the bank and feed the local geese. You can come along if you'd like. Keep your distance from Tatiana though. She bites.

𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘯 On a slow lazy day, I'd be waking up around noon. Fortunately, the weekend is right around the corner, so I can do just that.

𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 Although the Northland "bank" closes to the public by evening, the building itself stays open till midnight for other classified affairs. So I may as well make the most of my break time before I'm needed again.

𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 Oh, I must've lost track of time. It's quite late into the night, so before I go, let me walk you back to whatever establishment you're staying at... Oh, uh- I'm... not sure I heard you correctly. You said you live... inside... a teapot...?

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳: 𝘚𝘯𝘦𝘻𝘩𝘯𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘯 𝘖𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘎𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 It was the very first decree of order at the hands of Lord Regrator when he came into power as a Harbinger many years ago; to inaugurate a faction dedicated to rearing the potential he painstakingly carved into the foundations of the Northland bank. It is just as the name implies. An executive body responsible for developing economic policies and providing regulation, consulting, and forecasting of socioeconomic and business development, ranging from simple roadside shops to production factories-Oh, have I lost you? Haha... don't apologize, I've seen that expression a couple times before. In simple terms: we help run the nation's cycle of mora, trade system, and citizen’s businesses.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳: 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘶𝘯𝘵 [Unlocked at Friendship Lv. 4] The title bestowed upon me, Venator Dux, signifies not just leadership but mastery over a successful hunt- or in some cases, a successful business strategy. The master hunter requires a discerning eye, a mind that can decipher the intricate patterns woven by our adversaries. Information is our ammunition, and knowledge is the silent arrow that strikes before the prey even realizes the hunt has begun.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘜𝘴: 𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘴 Various forms of dance and song are the lifeblood of Snezhnaya’s festivals. During fall, you’ll find multiple dance troupes and clowns passing each village, town, and city to perform. I personally look forward to the dancers.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘜𝘴: 𝘓𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺 [Unlocked at Friendship Lv. 6] Your little companion has stuck with you since day one? Truly? That is… a highly admirable trait, one that I will always stand by. Loyalty is not a mere pledge, it anticipates the unspoken desires of another; a commitment that transcends the superficial bonds of allegiance. I keep this ideal close to my heart... for only a single person.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 I was hesitant to use a delusion in the first place, so frankly, I’m glad to have been gifted this for whatever reason I was found worthy of. However… Lord Regrator harbours an uncanny dislike for my vision. It’s not something that has been brought up, but I can read between the lines.

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 You didn’t hear it from me, but I encourage the employees at the bank to keep a list of all the infuriating and rude customers. It’s to spice up all the sparring and combat practice sessions by naming and dressing up the dummies as people they’d like to kick- Ha!

𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 This wintry climate is harsh and unsustainable for various flora and fauna. The Charmomila flower doesn’t care about any of that. They’ll grow in obnoxious places if they want to. The real deal comes from the summer butterflies that feast on its nectar. After a while their wings turn a beautiful honey-yellow, which are harvested and brewed into the sweetest and most expensive nonalcoholic beverage you’ll find around here. I enjoy a glass of one semi-regularly on work mornings.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘙𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳: 𝘈𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 [Unlocked at Friendship Lv. 6] He will have my sincere respect, always. Lord Regrator has built his empire up from a scratch in the dirt, something impossible to do were he a lesser man. His sacrifices of blood, sweat, and tears has bled into the policies that the bank stands on today. Money breeds imbalance and power, which in turn grants freedom and recognition if you are on the right side of the coin. Regrator is a utilizing man and he guards what’s his, zealously. He will take and take until his arms sag with the weight, and uphold his promise to give out the correct equivalents because he lets his value of fair exchange lead him like a vice. For as long as he stays true to his greed, I will be the hand that reaches forward to grasp what he desires.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘙𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳: 𝘋𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘶𝘮 [Unlocked at Friendship Lv. 6] Lord Regrator expects a strict level of decorousness from everyone working under his name- from me to even the most forgotten grunts. It's nothing outrageous of course. You would only ever see the metaphorical boot-licking than a literal one. I find it a bit much sometimes but the public eye is nothing to scoff at. Especially to a man of his status. The Snezhnayan dvoryane make up more than a third of the Northland Bank's clientele- not to mention the stakes a couple of them have invested. And if there is anything that those feather-headed fools care about, it's posh theatrics. *Sigh* Still... I quite enjoy falling in step with Pantalone's politesse. He has a beautiful manner of speech that I've never been able to measure up to.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘙𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳: 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘎𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 [Unlocked at Friendship Lv. 6] …Why do I feel like you’re trying to fish for critical information...? Fine- I'll concede. It's your head on the line anyways. Lord Regrator is a big player in the system of underground businesses that connect Nathan and Snezhnaya. Technically it could be called a black market, but it’s mainly run by a small council of social elites from both nations. There are occasional hosted auctions, that my lord targets to buy out priceless artifacts from. I’m talking about lost pieces of history and endangered caged beasts over items with resell value. Now… with that being said, as long as this secret remains safe… so do you. It’s always me who’s dispatched to make sure it stays that way.

[airwou]

I AM BACK AND I DID THE 2.2 QUEST

I have come bearing more screenshots

SPOILERS FOR 2.2 TRAILBLAZE MISSION/QUEST

I would like to first address that I'm very glad that Aventurine isn't actually dead. Would like to talk to him again if I could.

This isn't gonna be smth abt analyzing the quest more of a thoughts thing

nice to finally be able to see Boothill in the story

when Gallagher said he'll see Mikhail in hell 💀

i was very skeptical with the first fight against Sunday bc it felt to short to be a proper boss fight and smth was up

but the Xianzhou Alliance and Dan Heng IL coming in was cool

Dan Heng kept bringing up using the jade abacus to save his friends lol

Blade has a driver's license. that's it.

i expected smth to be up with Misha partially bc i've seen ppl theorizing stuff abt him and yeah it was kinda expected

wait what happened to Firefly in the end did she die irl or...?

Sunday you suspicious man are you going through your Eichi Tenshouin arc

ending cutscene with Robin and Sunday

kinda makes me wonder what Ayato would do in Sunday's situation

they kinda make me thing of the Kamisato siblings

the credits.

Screenshots!

they look like spies/agents

i mean they kinda are

i love birds

this one was sad

sunday being holy

idk this just looked pretty

these answer choices

March becomes a speedrunner

RAIDEN MEI ACTUALLY

Penacony as Gallagher in the credits

[yuu-tan]

Sharing my fav IF cuz it's not talked about enough. Please check it out!!

For Whose Majestyu (formerly Long Live the Emperor) is an interactive-fiction set in a fictional world inspired by ancient China during the Warring States period and some folklore in other eras. You move through the narrative as an agent of the (fictitious) Heng Emperor, who is losing influence over the kingdom as three vassal lords gain power over the years. Would you serve the Emperor loyally and help him re-establish imperial control? Or would you help someone else take the throne, perhaps even for yourself?

💀 CONTENT WARNINGS (sfw, but for ages 18+) 💀

violence inflicted on people and animals, potential suicide(s), misgendering, bodily functions such as bleeding or vomiting, psychological trauma, mental illness, topic of sex or sexual situations (non-graphical in description) in later chapters... (See longer list in the opening screen.)

Genre: low fantasy wuxia

Check out the demo here

I have been following up with this IF for a few years now (since it was first uploaded). It is one of my favs among many others. If you enjoy wuxia novel/dramas/manhua such as Three Kingdoms etc, you'll surely love the story. Who would pass the chance to be a badass as General?

To show my appreciation, I hope to share this awesome work to our fellow IF-readers because it is really not talked out enough. The update is not regular but you can tell the author toally put effort in writing each chapter. There are already 13 chapters out, so grab your beverage and enjoy.

Ps: Sorry, i suck at writing, but pls check out this awesome demo.

[shalomniscient]

ARCHIVE ENTRY #1: FAFNIR [HSR]

"That casino owner? She's nothing but trouble. If you ever think you're winning with her, think again—because the house always wins." - Ten Stonehearts, Topaz

◆ Name: Fafnir ◆ Title: Avaricious Embracer ◆ Owner of the Gnitaheath Casino ◆ Path: Nihility ◆ Type: Fire ◆ Rarity: 5*

Fafnir is a fanmade character in Honkai: Star Rail. The owner of one of the most famous casinos in the universe, she attracts both adoration and detestation. A Scion of Long, Fafnir has lived many long, long lives, and yet through them all, one thing remains constant: the gleam and glitter of gold is always her singular calling.

◆ Appearance Fafnir is a tall woman with short, black hair and yellow-gold eyes. There are streaks of yellow in her hair, located near the base of her horns which are gold in color, resembling a ram's horns. She also has a long, serpentine tail covered in black scales and adorned with more golden accessories.

Fafnir wears a neatly pressed, tailored black suit jacket with delicate gold embroidery on the cuffs that resemble scales, accompanied with black slacks with a similar design along their length. Below this, she wears a dark grey dress shirt, paired with a light-colored tie embroidered with gold thread. She also sports round, yellow-tinted glasses with a gold frame, and wears black, semi-palm gloves with the same golden embroidery.

◆ Combat Mechanics

Basic Attack: Buy-In

"Place your bets, please." Deal's Fire DMG equal to x% of Fafnir's ATK to an enemy.

Skill: All or Nothing

"C'mon, why don't you put some skin in the game?" Deals Fire DMG equal to x% of Fafnir's ATK to a single enemy and inflicts a Gnitaheath Marker.

Ultimate: The House Always Wins

"Looks like it's time for a payout... mine, of course." Removes 1 buffs from all enemies and deals Fire DMG equal to x% of Fafnir's ATK, and simultaneously consumes all Gnitaheath Markers on enemies, dealing an additional Fire DMG equal to x% of Fafnir's ATK. Detonation also triggers the effect of Gnitaheath Marker, but restores HP to all allies instead of only the ally at lowest HP.

Talent: Risk Premium

At each turn of an enemy who is affected by Gnitaheath Marker, the enemy takes DMG equal to x% of Fafnir's ATK. The DMG taken by the enemy is then converted into an equivalent amount HP, and is immediately transferred to an ally with the lowest HP. Gnitaheath Marker lasts for 2 turns. Gnitaheath Marker is considered a debuff. At E1: Gnitaheath Marker is consider Fire DoT.

Technique: House Edge

"Time for a blood game?" When entering battle, there is a 120% base chance of the enemy with the highest HP to be inflicted with Gnitaheath Marker.

◆ Voicelines

About Topaz...

"Little Miss Topaz, my favorite IPC agent! Her assignments bring her to my doorstep more often than not, and it is always refreshing to see her. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to convince her to step into the pit yet, unlike that colleague of hers. Hm, no matter. I quite enjoy our conversations away from the pit as well."

About Aventurine...

"Detestably card sharp, he is. He'd never take a gamble he wouldn't win—so I suppose we are two birds of a feather, in that regard."

Added to a team with Dan Heng - Imbibitor Lunae...

"My, my, a Vidyadhara? And a High Elder, no less... this will be interesting indeed."

Hobbies...

"Sometimes, when I feel particularly bored, I like to stroll across the catwalks above the pits. There's something particularly, hm, gratifying, about watching the going-ons of the pit. Someone may be winning, and someone may be losing, but in the end... well, the true winner has been decided long before they bought in."

Chat - Heritage...

"You wish to know about my heritage as a Scion of Long? I'm afraid there isn't much to tell. Many eras ago, my first incarnation was a follower of the Permanent Lord, and was bestowed the ability shared by all Scions. Hm? Others like me? ...I must disappoint you again, for they are no longer here."

Chat - True Form

"My true form? Heh... such a bold request. How about we play a game of blackjack, and if you win, I'll indulge you."

Developer Notes:

Fafnir is inspired by the dragon (or worm) of the same name in Germanic legend and folklore.

Fafnir's title, Avaricious Embracer, is a nod to the translation of Fafnir's name from Old Norse as 'the Embracer'.

Fafnir's color scheme is generally black/gold/yellow. The yellow-gold color of her eyes and the hints of yellow in her appearance are intended to convey her primary character trait of greed, since yellow is the representative color of greed.

Gnitaheath is the name of Fafnir's lair in the legends.

Fafnir is a Scion of Long, but not a Vidyadhara. I may expand on the lore of her 'lineage' through her stories at a later date.

Fafnir's Talent, 'Gnitaheath Marker', is named after casino markers; interest free, short-term lines of credit given to players by the casinos to encourage playing, although they are also expected to be promptly paid back.

Fafnir's true form is about the size of adult Drogon, from Game of Thrones.

Fafnir's kit is designed to be somewhat reminiscent of her character: someone who gives nothing, and only takes. I tried to give her kind of a life-steal mechanic similar to the one in PTN, though I'm not too sure how well it worked out, LOL.

I can't think of a character similar enough to how I envision Fafnir to add as a reference, and I can't draw for shit so my saving grace is once again Picrew. This isn't 1:1 how Fafnir looks like, as I picture her as having a skin tone more similar to Kaeya's (and my own), but alas, my Picrew options were limited. Nonetheless, this is the closest I can get as of now, so enjoy (?) one smug, bastard scrooge woman:

picrew link: https://picrew.me/ja/image_maker/6324

UPDATE: my absolutely amazing showstopping talented mutual @e-hibiscus drew fafnir and it is truly THE MOST amazing thing i’ve ever seen and is 1:1 exactly how i picture fafnir in my mind, they’re a super amazing artist and writer and i’m truly honored to be their moot !!

THAT’S HER !! THAT’S THE STINKY BASTARD DRAGON WOMAN !!!