#and her spending time outside also increases her chances

[la-llama-sims]

😭

I can't have anything nice in this save wtffffffff

[i-messed-up-big-time]

Lonely Birthday - Xavier

Xavier x Non Mc/Reader

Warnings: hurt/comfort, fluff (happy ending)

Tags: hurt/comfort, fluff, female pronouns, reader is not MC, swearing

word count: 2153

a/n: In commemoration of my birthday that just passed (and when i mean just passed i mean like a month ago), I am going to write this just because I love causing myself pain. also sorry for always causing y'all pain with my reading, i suck at writing things that dont involve hurt/comfort 🥹 i also plan on turning this into a four part series cause as i continue to write xaviers part i noticed it kept getting longer than what i anticipated

masterlist

Rafayel Zayne Sylus Caleb

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Xavier

Y/N wasn't the type to go all out on her birthday, but that didn't mean she didn't look forward to seeing what her loved ones would do for her special day.

Xavier and Y/N normally spent their birthdays at home just relaxing in bed during the day, and then at night Y/N would make her favourite dish for dinner. There was no way she was letting Xavier into the kitchen to do any cooking so he normally just clung to her like a koala, enjoying the warmth she gave off.

Today was different from the previous birthdays. Xavier was sent out on a mission and would return until the next day. It was a bit disappointing because you thought he had requested the day off.

What made it worse was that he didn't even tell you he got a mission, you just woke up to an empty bed and found out at work when you went in.

"I get it was an urgent mission but why didn't he even message me." You sulked, even though you guys don't even do anything on birthdays, it was nice spending it with Xavier.

You let out a heavy sigh, you weren't even supposed to come in but it felt kind of lonely being at home by yourself. So to not be down you decided to go to work to keep yourself occupied.

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Two hours later

After patrolling the areas you were assigned to, you checked your phone for the umpteenth time. Getting more frustrated and upset the more you keep checking.

I get that he's on a mission but he could've at least texted me happy birthday.

Your shoulders sagged in sadness as a frown graced your lips. You made your way back to the Hunters Association to finish your report before signing off for the day.

As you make your way towards your desk you notice a couple of bags on the desk. If anyone was watching you they would've seen the way your eyes lightened up.

Your speed increases as you approach your desk, excited to see who the senders were. Before you got the chance to sneak a peek into the bags, Jenna called out your name.

"Y/N, before finishing up your report there's one more area I need you to patrol." Jenna send all the information I need to my Hunters watch and sends me off with a warning to be careful since there have been quite a few sightings of wanderers in the area.

You got ready to leave again. On your way out you saw a familiar face across the street, the sight in front of you made you stop dead in your tracks.

There across the street was Xavier, who was supposedly on a mission outside of Linkon, with that new hunter. You weren't one to feel insecure about your place in Xavier's life, but there was something about seeing them together on a day like today when Xavier hadn't even texted you a simple happy birthday.

There's no way he would've forgotten right? He's not like that, but why is he with her when he should be outside of Linkon.

It just didn't make sense, you didn't want to jump to conclusions but it just rubbed you the wrong way.

You decided to give him a quick call and see what he was going to say. If you knew what would've happened next you would've just walked away, giving him the benefit of the doubt that he just finished his mission early.

You kept your eyes on the two of them as the line rang, you saw Xavier pull out his phone to see who was calling and with a quick tap on his end, the line went dead and his voicemail tone came up.

Your jaw dropped in disbelief, you tried calling him again only for the same thing to happen again. You went to try again and then saw MC grab his phone and proceed to turn it off before putting it in her pocket.

"What the actual fuck?" You could feel your blood start to boil, not only did he decline your calls, he also willingly let her take his phone and turn it off?

You turned on your heel and headed straight towards your patrol area, praying to god there were wanderers around to release your anger on.

Unfortunately, one should be careful for what they wish for. As you made your way to the site, your hunters watch went off sensing the metaflux fluctuations.

Perfect.

You thought as you readied yourself to fight. It wasn't too bad, the wanderers were far weaker than you expected them to be and the fight was basically over before it even started.

Sadly, it seems like luck wasn't on your side that day because you ended up getting exactly what you wished for. Two wanderers appeared and they were far more difficult to manage than the other ones you dealt with.

It was too much to deal on your own, you went to call for some back up but that short moment of distraction gave the wanderers the perfect moment to strike.

Your back collided with the tree and you felt an excruciating pain in your left wrist. The pain was burning hot, but nothing you couldn't deal with.

Picking yourself back up you move to grab your weapons, pushing through the pain to pull the triggers. In that moment you saw a figure heading your way in that familiar hunters uniform.

Thank god, at least my call for back-up went through.

You're able to deal with the wanderers more easily with support. After all the protocores were collected, the pain that you had pushed to the back of your mind came at you full-force.

You clutched your broken wrist and told the other hunter to head back to the association themselves and to let Jenna know you'll drop by the hospital before coming back.

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The hospital trip took longer than you expected it to, so by the time you got back to the association the sun had already set.

What a way to spend my birthday.

You let out an exhausted sigh, feeling the weight of today's activities way heavy on your shoulders.

As you made your way towards desk you spotted a little sticky note on your computer.

'The report was completed and submitted! Just go home and enjoy the rest of your day. Happy Birthday Y/N!'

The note left a smile on your face, even though today wasn't what you wanted it to be, you couldn't be more thankful for the people you have around you.

You still felt upset about the whole Xavier situation but you decided not let it get you down and that you would pick up your favourite dessert on your way home to enjoy.

The walk home was a bit difficult as you had to carry all of your items with one hand since you weren't allowed to put any pressure on your dominant hand, the wrist would take a while to heal

You entered your home and immediately placed everything down before heading to your room to freshen up. You made your way to your living room, turning on the tv and putting on your favourite show.

You normally enjoyed your time alone, as it was a way to reconnect with yourself, but today it just made you feel even more lonely. At that moment you couldn't stop the tears from falling.

You didn't let that stop you from at least enjoying your dessert. it was s sight to see, tears rolling down your face as you spooned more dessert into your mouth.

A couple of hours passed by like that and you had passed out from exhaustion.

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It took Xavier longer than he expected to get the surprise he had planned ready. He looked at the time only to notice there was only 30 minutes left for your birthday.

He felt guilty about lying to you and avoiding your calls but he really wanted to perfect your favourite dish and be able to serve it to you. So imagine his face when he came home to see you on the couch, tear stains on your face and your arm in a cast.

he dropped the bag of groceries and presents and immediately ran towards you. The feeling of hands on your face stirred you out of your sleep and you jolted up seeing Xavier in front of you.

You got up and pushed his hands away from you. His face scrunched up in confusion, but you didn't give him a chance to ask you what's wrong.

"Where were you today? And who were you with? Don't lie to me and say you were on a mission outside of Linkon because I know you weren't." You just started firing questions at him, feeling the tears well up in your eyes as you recounted the sight you saw earlier today.

Xavier's eyes widened in shock, he reached out to grab your face but you turned your head away from him, keeping your eyes down.

"Just answer the question Xavier." He knew he messed up big time when you would call him by his first name.

"Okay, I was in Linkon and I was with MC." He spoke up softly, not wanting even the slightest thing to upset you further. You thought the truth would bring you some type of comfort or release, but instead it made you feel like shit.

"Why was spending time with her more important than spending my birthday with me? I know we don't do much but why would you leave me all alone?" You said in a voice that was barely above a whisper, the tears running down your face at a faster pace.

Xavier felt his heart break, he didn't mean for you to be left alone and he would never choose another over you. He just wanted to give you a gift that was more special than anything else.

He grabbed your face and this time you let him, wanting to have faith in the man in front of you. You know he would never do anything wrong, but at the end of the day you're human and you end up imagining the worst case scenarios or let your insecurities get the best of you.

"I love you more than anything in this world and beyond it my star. Everyday spent with you is more precious than any worldly possessions." Xavier wiped your face, he moved so he was seated next to you before pulling you onto his lap.

"I know today didn't go as you hoped. It's not an excuse but I also didn't plan to be this late, I was preparing my surprise for you but in the process of making sure everything went well I lost track of time. I hope it's not too late for you to forgive me for making you cry on your birthday."

He pleaded softly, holding you in his arms as he gently rubbed your injured arm over the cast, feeling an ache in his chest that you got injured when you guys should've been at home.

Xavier took a deep breath before showing you the surprise he had been diligently preparing for.

"I planned to do this over a nice dinner, I even practiced hard to make your favourite dish without burning anything. But I think now is a better time than any other." He pulls you a little away from him so he can look you in the eyes as he pulls something from his pocket.

"Would you do the honours of taking this foolish man as your husband?" Xavier opened the velvet box to reveal a beautifully crafted ring with your favourite gemstone.

This time, the tears were of happiness rather than sadness. Feeling your throat choke up, all you could do was nod with a bright smile on your face.

Xavier slid the ring onto your finger and then proceeded to place a delicate kiss on your knuckles, your injured wrist, your cheeks, before finally placing a soft kiss on your lips.

He pulled back from the kiss, fixed his grip and got up, carrying you to the bedroom. He laid you down and quickly got cleaned up before joining you in bed.

"I'll make it up to you. I'll give you the best make-up birthday ever and you won't even have to lift a single finger." He said as he wrapped his arms around your waist before pulling you closer, your head laying on his chest hearing the steady beat of his heart.

In that moment you knew everything would be okay, no matter the ups and downs you guys faced, you would always get through it together and come back stronger than before, as his love for you was as endless as the stars in the sky.

[wingzie]

The Life of a Jikooker, Online and Offline

Sometime last year I revealed my real first name on Twitter. Though I am known more prominently as “Wingzie”, a name given to me by a good friend of mine, I wanted to add a bit more of a human touch to my account. It was a reminder that, even if I spend a rather large amount of time making posts, I also have a life away from the screen. There's been a few occasions when my army life and personal life have become interlinked.

I am lucky enough to have made wonderful friends since becoming Army. Thus, I will always say that your fandom experience and enjoyment will depend on who you interact with and what you engage with. It's because of these friends that I have been to South Korea or gone to Olle in London for BTS’ tenth anniversary. I've explored new local places or exchanged gifts. It's also because of these friends that I felt safe enough to talk about Jikook in my first ever group chat in 2019. I feel a certain love and connection between us, online and offline, that I don't think many others will understand. 

However, there is a certain loneliness in being a jikooker. I have been unfairly judged or dismissed just for talking about them. Either individually or as a unit. It calls into question why this is. I personally do not see myself as a shipper. The definition of a shipper is that you WANT them to be together and that is not the case with me or many other jikookers at all. The definition of shipping has changed so much that we are seen as bad people just for talking about them, when we are just talking about their moments together.

In the last few months or so I have experienced more of an Army life outside of Twitter. I have been to various offline events and spoken to so many and I couldn’t help but notice two things: 1) Jikookers have a terrible reputation

2) People are scared to talk about them as a unit compared to others. The first part can be somewhat understandable and it’s why I never bother fighting. It brings negative attention to them, when we should be boosting them instead. All they see are people just attacking each other and it is sadly true that a small number of Jikookers are Tae antis. I have left a few group chats because of that or because of ex-jikookers hating on Jimin or Jungkook. However, there are also a huge number of us that DON'T behave this way and it depends on what you focus on.

At a previous event I bumped into a local Tae bias. She clearly knew who I was and was under the impression that I hated Tae. I soon proved her wrong but I guess this is where some of the problems lie: There are a lot of focus on stereotypes, without giving us the chance to prove otherwise. I have also been to events where Army have cited misinformation and they needed to be corrected. I am aware that not everyone has my memory, but they were so callous about their comments that I was shocked. There was a huge disconnect between reality and what they were thinking and it is so important to check sources. Especially when BTS' history and ours is so rich and can be easily accessible in this social media age. 

Being scared to talk about Jikook is something that will always confuse me. I joined a BTS Discord and left shortly afterwards when I realized that they had a channel for every until apart from Jikook. I also went to an event shortly after the “You can handle it” Weverse Live and the group I was with mentioned every single part of that Live, apart from when Jimin was in the comments. They also said some things about Jungkook that made me feel really uncomfortable and they ignored what I was trying to say. They saw him as a puppet, for their own desires, rather than his own person. And I think that is also something I have seen on the increase lately. It should be allowed and in fact encouraged to talk about them as a unit without being shamed for mentioning them together. Ignoring them doesn't help either.

I am Jimin and Jungkook biased, but the definition of having a bias itself has also changed. You cannot say you have a bias now without automatically saying “but I love all of them”, when that should go without saying. I have seen this change since Mots:7 and it emphasises how much the fandom definitions have changed and how it has also shaped our communities. I have been to other events where I am sadly seen as an anti, once they find out my Twitter ID. My account includes all members, I just happen to post about Jikook and their moments most of all and there is nothing wrong with that. Ultimately, I wrote this without any clear message or goal in sight. I just wanted to express what I have experienced and my feelings about it. I will always cherish the memories I have with those that are closest to me and our beautiful conversations about BTS or Jikook. I just wish others did the same and understood what this community is actually about, online and offiline. My account will always be a safe place for all the members and I refuse to be villainized for talking about Jikook at the same time.  Much Love Wingzie/Becca

[stellar-constellations]

Uppermoon trio+Muzan Kibutsuji with a sick!female s/o headcanons? :3 (as in her getting sick with the flu or cold, having a fever..anything really)

Muzan + the Upper Moon trio with a Sick! Fem! reader

Ask and thou shall receive.

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Muzan:

        Muzan doesn't like that you're sick. He might be a little snappy, but he's really worried for your health. He remembers during his human life he was plagued by sickness his whole life, so he's a bit fearful that you've caught something that will leave you bedridden for the rest of your life (which, he might be thinking it'll be a short life because of the sickness).

        Even when he gets a grip and diagnoses you with the common cold, he still ponders the idea of your death, so he's a bit doting on you. Yes, it makes it a bit hard to rest up, but you can understand his concerns. In your time and world, sickness is extremely common and a main cause of death. 

        He even goes as far as to thinking if you'll die, he'll never replace you with another wife, his go-to human disguise would be a widowed old man. He feels that it'd be disrespectful to your memory for him to have the audacity to replace you with a wife that could never be you. You were his first love and will be his last, human or demon, that doesn't matter to him.

        Muzan might have a sharper tongue than usual, clicking his tongue when you ask something of him, or complaining about how long you've had your high fever, but his actions will always speak what he really means to say. 

        He's more gentle than usual. He won't let you out of bed that way you can rest and he'll personally go outside and get you soup (considering it's probably the best you can eat without throwing up). He could get another demon to do it, but he doesn't trust a demon to satisfy your humans needs, not like he could. 

Kokushibo: 

        Kokushibo is a bit more on the calm side. He does worry about if you'd die or not, but his intuition tells him that you won't, so it's more laid-back. He would act like you're not sick, the only time he decides to take responsibility of nurturing you back to health was when you stood up to go to the bathroom and fainted (luckily, he caught you before you hit your head). 

        He won't allow you to stand up after that and he'll make sure you're hydrated with enough blankets (if it's too hot, he'll tell you that sweating helps fight the sickness). He might make you soup if you beg him enough, but it's a slim chance. 

        He doesn't look like it with how quiet he is, but he's silently observing your symptoms and looking for any increase or decrease of severity along with any new or old symptoms fading/appearing. The only way you can actually tell is because of how he's staring at you more than what he's doing (either cleaning his katana or reading a book).

        Kokushibo might read his books to you if you ask. There's not much for you to do other than sleep, so he supposes he can entertain your little request (no, he won't change his voice to match each character's dialogue in the book). 

        Kokushibo will gladly enjoy hot tea with you in hopes that you can sleep so he can enjoy peace and quiet reading his book without hearing you cough or sneeze (he also doesn't want to read anymore to you, stop telling him to do voices for the characters). 

Douma:

        Douma sees this as exciting! You're bedridden and you get to spend the entire day with him, how fun! He'd try to see if he can get sick too (he knows he can't, he just wants to piss you off by drinking your beverages and cuddling up to you). 

        Douma will cuddle up to you and claim he's trying to keep you warm, but because of his Cryokinetic Blood Demon Art, it makes his body run cold and he just makes you feel like you're hanging out in an ice lake instead of your bed. 

        If you're coughing and sneezing awfully a lot, he'll bring his cult followers in and act like you're dying so that they'd get worried, then to laugh and say it's a joke. He'll ask them to help diagnose you so they know what's wrong. He'll tell his followers to fetch medicine and to cook soup while he warms (freezes) you up. 

        You can't even sleep and get rest because of how noisy he is. Douma will talk to you about everything and anything. He'll bother you every five minutes and ask if you're feeling better or if your symptoms have changed. It's okay to kick him out of your room so you can sleep.

        Douma's not exactly worried because if you do end up dying, he'll just turn you into a demon so you can forever be by his side. You'll be his most favored follower for all of time, you really can't resist. 

Akaza:

        Akaza doesn't like you being sick. He doesn't like how much it drains your personality and strength and urges you to get plenty of rest. He'd be extra gentle and worried, he feels like he's seen this sight before but he's not exactly sure where. 

        He's the most helpful out of all the demons. Water, soup, a trash can, a wet towel, blankets, warm pajamas, a fan—he has it all prepared for you. He wants you to gain your strength as fast as possible that way you're not in a such a vulnerable state like you are now.

        Akaza might bring (kidnap) a doctor from a nearby village to ensure that your condition isn't severe. Don't worry, he'll make sure the doctor will be female. He doesn't trust the male human species, from what he's seen from them in his era, he finds that they lack self-control and use their strength to prey against the weak (like a certain rainbow-eyed demon).

        Akaza would rather talk with you when you're awake, he doesn't exactly enjoy reading much (why doesn't the main character just punch the man who poisoned his wife?). But if you ask him, he'll find a book in your house and read it to you (he finds it silly that you want the characters to have their own voices, but he'll change his voice for you as long as it helps you recover quicker). 

        He'll ask if you want to become a demon. He promises he'll stay by your side for life, help you get strong to where you can beat any demon and human and you won't get sick again! That's for you to decide. 

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[dol-dolly]

Ash the Dreamer

Love Interest

Ash was born outside of Rapechestershire, and lived a normal life until she was seven. Then her parents decided they didn’t want to be saddled with a precocious child, and dumped her at the orphanage to indulge in the ample sex tourism available. Ash found herself alone in a new place with bizarre rules. Although she folded into the town meekly, too shattered by her missing parents and Bailey’s cold presence to protest, part of her knows that there is a better place out there. If only she could leave. But in the meantime, she has to do anything she can to make people love her, so she won’t be abandoned again. She tends to disassociate to get through the rougher parts.

Description:

Ash is 5’4” and curvy from the start. She has ash blonde hair that she mainly keeps in ringlets to her shoulders. She has light grey eyes that look almost washed out, which adds to the impression that she’s always daydreaming. She loves to wear pink and floral clothes, or oversized chunky sweaters in the winter time. She treasures her extensive collection of love lockets, one for every person she falls for. She paints the tiny portraits herself.

(This drawing is by @beevosmeower ! It’s even better when Tumblr doesn’t crunch it. The rest are by me. I’m not an artist and I don’t have a digital art program but I did my best. NSFT versions in the reblog).

First meeting:

The PC can meet Ash in the Meadow in the Farmlands, flying a kite. She will offer you a daisy chain bracelet. She makes the kites out of reclaimed fabric from all the torn clothes around town. You can also meet her during the English play, and less occasionally at the cafe, if you are not on a working shift yet.

Delusion:

The additional aspect of Ash’s relationship with the PC is Delusion. Ash spends a lot of time daydreaming about the perfect romance that will culminate in escaping the town. High Delusion increases chances for Ash to provide you high value gifts, usually artifacts, but can tip over and trigger certain events. Oftentimes, the PC will be able to choose actions that offer just +Love, or ++Love and +Delusion. For example:

During the English play, if you practice with Ash at school, you can gain Love. If you offer to practice in the Park, you will also gain Delusion.

If you meet Ash artifact hunting in the Forest, you can walk her home for Love. If you’re carrying an umbrella, you can hold it over her to also gain Delusion.

If you offer Ash a flower like a daisy, you will gain Love. If you offer her a rose, you gain Delusion.

Once Love has reached 50%, you can kiss Ash to gain Love. If you are wearing lipstick, you will leave a mark that increases her Delusion.

If the PC meets Ash in the cafe, they can buy her coffee for Love, or share a milkshake for Delusion.

High Love:

At High Love, you can discover that Ash dances at the Strip Club, craving the approval and attention she gains there (she’s too shy to let you see her before High Love). You can watch and tip her, or dance with her for +Love, or pay for a private dance for +Delusion.

Eventually, Ash will offer you a love locket, and show that she has one that matches. She has painted a portrait of herself in your locket, and of you in hers. You can sell this to Landry for a pretty penny, but it will drop your Love below 50% next time you see Ash.

High Delusion:

If Ash reaches Max Delusion, it will trigger the Escaping Town cut scene. Ash will appear at the PC’s door at night, and tell them that she wants to run away with them, escaping the town and living a normal life in another city. The PC can try to tell her that there isn’t a way to escape town on foot, but she’ll insist that you come with her.

If you have Kylar’s owl plush, or Kylar on High Jealousy: Kylar will appear and try to stop Ash. The PC can choose to stay with Kylar as a dismissal event for Ash. (Not going with Kylar will slightly increase their Jealousy, but will not overall affect your relationship). If you’re on good terms with Briar: At the edge of town, Briar will come out and recommend you both go home, since the edge of town is not safe at night. Again, you can listen to Briar as a dismissal event for Ash, but your relationship with Briar will not change if you don’t.

The PC and Ash will walk towards the farmlands, while Ash explains what life is like outside of the town, and how happy you’ll be together. But then you will be stopped by Remy’s goons. You can choose to go with Ash and join the Underground Farm, or you can refuse. Ash will try to escape the goons and be dragged to the Underground Farm, and the PC will go home.

Meet Again:

The PC can meet Ash again a few weeks later in the Meadow. Ash has the Cow TF, and is much more docile and accepting of the town. She’s allowed to leave the farm to visit the Meadow on good behaviour. Her Delusion will now be maxed out, but her Love will be low again for the PC. The PC can increase Love by offering gifts and spending time with her, or by having sex.

Move Into the Loft:

Once Love is high enough, the PC has the option to move Ash into the Loft, but will have to give up the pepper spray lab if so. Ash will then always be in the Loft, and her Delusion meter will be replaced with an Attention meter. To keep her Attention meter steady, the PC will need to visit her occasionally for sex and milking. She is a high volume Cow, and her milk can be sold to the Factory for a high profit each week.

Low Attention:

If the PC ignores Ash for long enough, her Attention meter will decrease. At Low Attention, the PC will find a mopey letter in their room with Ash lamenting that she’s lonely and is starting to miss the farm. If the PC continues to ignore her. Ash will lose her Cow TF and leave the Loft. She can then be encountered in the Meadow again as her normal self, and her Attention meter will become Delusion again, starting the process over if desired.

[chroniclesofbts]

Break my Walls P.2

Genre: A/B/O, Poly BTS and Reader

Warnings: none for this chapter, eventual smut, slow burn, angst, fluff

A/N: A little filler so you can understand some background. Enjoy!

Namjoon’s POV

Pulling up to the large pack house, Namjoon couldn’t help but notice the lack of people outside of the house. Getting out of the vehicle, he lead his pack to the front door of the Kang Pack. He could sense the nerves of his mates, sending them a look of comfort before her rang the doorbell. Truthfully, the only reason they were there was to support the Choi pack in breaking their support for the Kang pack. He knew that having extra packs would increase the chances of them all leaving without a fight. The Kang Pack has been taking Omegas from surrounding packs to breed. They only accepted Alpha pups, kicking out or killing the omegas and their children that come out as anything but an Alpha.

The front door swung open to reveal Kang Dae himself, reeking of an Omega. He clearly just came back from spending time with one of his omegas.

“Welcome Kim Pack, please come in, let me show you around!” Alpha Dae exclaimed. Unfortunately, they were the first pack to arrive. Meaning they would have to entertain the Alpha until either the Choi pack or Lee pack arrived.

As they walked through the house, they could smell the aroma of fresh baked desserts. One scent in particular sticking out. The pack had made Apple pie, and it was calling to him. Finally, they entered the kitchen, finding the source of the aromas.

“And this is the kitchen!” Alpha Dae exclaimed. In the kitchen were two omegas, one covered in bites, bruises, scratches, and Kang Dae’s scent. She must have been the omega he was with upon our arrival. The other omega was beautiful, shining with innocence but smelling of nerves and fear. If Kang noticed, he didn’t comment on it, praising his packs desserts.

“Thank you for having us on such short notice, The Choi pack has asked for our input on today’s meeting.” I said, hoping to pull the Alpha’s eyes from the poor omega who was shifting her feet with nerves. Glancing through the desserts, I don’t see an apple pie.

“I can’t find Apple pie, Alpha. I was so sure I smelled it in the living room.” Jin said through mind link, his confusion echoing through the bond.

“I can’t see it either, but I can smell it too” I replied, “stay back and take a closer look, maybe it’s in the oven”

Following Kang through the rest of the upstairs, I couldn’t help but notice how there were no omegas.

“It sure is empty in the house, and outside, Alpha Dae. Your pack must have been busy preparing, are they resting now?” I inquired, watching as the man began to fidget.

“Ah- yes! They are, uh, p-preparing for dinner now!” He stuttered nervously, saved from more questions by the doorbell, signaling the arrival of the other packs.

“Sunhee! Show the Kim pack their rooms!” Alpha Dae demanded. Leaving the hallway as soon as she appeared to greet the rest.

“Right this way, Alpha’s” she purred, releasing pheromones. “You’ve been assigned these two rooms, with 2 beds each. They connect through the bathroom there. Don’t forget that you’re our guests, anything you need just let us know. Our Omegas are always on standby” she flirted, leaving when we didn’t respond.

“Hobi, go get Jin, we wouldn’t want for Kang to catch him alone with the Omega.” I said, setting my bags down on the bed.

“Alpha?” Jimin said, placing his hands on my chest. “You seem stressed, is there anything we can do?”

“I can’t get the scent out of my head. I swore they made apple pie. I also can’t understand the dynamic here, everything is so strange. The poor omega in the kitchen was shaking like a leaf and to be offered services from their omegas, how is Kang okay with this?” I breathed out, feeling my stress fade with Jimin’s hands holding me.

Just then, Jin burst through the door, “I know what the smell is!”

I looked up at the excitement on Jin’s face, “What?”

“The omega, she smells like Apples and Cinnamon. I couldn’t tell until I was closer, but it’s her. She smelled so good, but she was so nervous. I tried to compliment her and it just made her scent worse. Am I losing my touch?” Jin threw himself on the bed with his arm over his eyes.

“I’m going to find her” I decide, “everyone else should get ready for dinner”

“Hyung?” Jungkook called, “is she?”

“That’s what I’m going to find out”

“I hope she is, Joon you should have seen all of the desserts she made special for the omegas. There were so many and they smelled so good. I need to learn the recipes.” Jin sighed dreamily, struggling to hold onto his headspace.

I start out the hallway towards the stairs when I run into a small figure. Immediately, apples and cinnamon invade my senses, and I know it is the omega I was searching for. I steady her by the shoulders.

“Woah, sorry Omega, I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.” I said, making sure she is steady. “My names Namjoon, you were one of the Omegas in the kitchen. Your desserts smelled amazing. Jin said how you had desserts dedicated to Omegas. He was very impressed with your knowledge and variety of desserts.”

“Oh, it’s not often I get to make omega desserts, I had to make as many as I could for my packs omegas to experience” she rambled, freezing and looking up in alarm. Why would she not be allowed to make the desserts? Why did she seem scared that she told me?

“Why-” I start, only to be interrupted by one of her pack members.

“Omega, clothes, now!” He barked. I watched her body move, following his order. I don’t even know her name. I watched her go all the way down the hall before I returned to my pack.

“Oof-“ I don’t even get the door closed before I’m tackled to the ground.

“Jimin! Jungkook! What’s the meaning of this?” I growl.

“You smell like her!” Jimin breathed out. Both of them shoving their faces into my shirt.

“Come on, dinners ready. We don’t want to be late” Taehyung growled, jealous he didn’t get to Namjoon first.

And for the first time, the Kim pack was excited to have dinner with another pack.

[detectiphoenix]

A silly little Viravos-centric Pokemon AU where Viren is a Pokemon Professor, and Aaravos is a near-immortal Mythical Pokemon disguised as a human ~

I'll be tagging all art in this AU #phoenix's tdp pokemon au, so if the content bothers you, please block said tag! On the other hand, if you decide to make art/content of this AU, please use said tag 👀

Typed out tidbits underneath the cut!

AARAVOS, DARK/DRAGON MYTHICAL

Is "The Fallen Star"

Can appear as either his draconic Pokémon form or human - can also sprout horns and a tail if comfortable

Likes living as a human. Likes creating rumors about himself more

In his many years of life, has mastered fluent human Standard speak, but can also communicate telepathically

Horribly enamoured by the cute little Professor who thinks he's on top of the world

AMAYA HANSEN, GYM LEADER

Commands the easiest gym in the region, but boasts an impressive combat threat outside of gym battles

Celebrated for having extremely deep connections to her Pokémon

Favorite part about being a gym leader is giving new trainers their first badge

CALLUM ASPEN, POKÉMON TRAINER

Pokémon enthusiast!

Is very serious about his "catch-em-all" mission

Met Rayla when they were both trying to catch the same Pokémon

Acknowledges his last name is the name of the tree, and won't stop talking about his fate being to be a Pokémon Professor

CLAUDIA CYPRESS, POKÉMON TRAINER

Wanted to stay with her father to help him with his research, but he convinced her to stay with Soren for the time being

Determined to be a Pokémon Professor one day

An expert with her items and consumables

Cheers every time a trainer engages her in battle

EZRAN ASPEN, POKÉMON DAY CARE ASSISTANT

Is almost old enough to get his starter Pokémon, but isn't sure if he wants to be a trainer

Sneaks treats to all of the Pokémon under his watch

He thinks he's being sneaky, but everyone knows he's sneaking treats and no one says anything because all of the Pokémon adore him

HARROW ASPEN, POKÉMON CHAMPION

Defends his title with pride and a bright smile

Popular for his natural charisma, even outside of his region

His great-grandfather was a Pokémon Professor

Pip, a Talonflame he raised from a Fletchling, is his star fighter

JANAI COETZEE, ELITE FOUR

Despite being the newest member, is considered to be the most difficult challenge of the four

Often described as having a threatening aura during battle

After battle, however, her kind nature is clear

RAYLA COLLINS, POKÉMON TRAINER

Got the Pokémon

Determined to be the Champion one day

Wants to make her dads proud (they're already proud)

Began her journey saying she would only fight using stronger Pokémon to increase her chances at becoming the Champion, but gets extremely attached to every Pokémon she catches

RUNAAN COLLINS, RETIRED POKÉMON CHAMPION

Used to be the region's Champion, before retiring to spend more time with his husband and adopted daughter

Isn't that old, but has enough funds from his championship that he is able to live comfortably without a job

Still assists his husband, Ethari, with his Battle Items Shop

SOREN CYPRESS, POKÉMON TRAINER

The trainer that will run up to you and engage you in a Pokémon battle

Determined to be the Champion one day, or at least a cool gym leader in his home region

Very suspicious of that guy who keeps spending time with his father

Likes to travel across regions and bring his father Pokémon that don't appear in their home region

VIREN CYPRESS, POKÉMON PROFESSOR

Has spent the vast majority of his life researching "The Fallen Star"

Believes Aaravos to be a researcher as passionate as himself in the same field

Wants to be the first to discover "The Fallen Star", sees Aaravos as frustratingly intelligent competition

Needs reading glasses to read, but despises wearing them

Would have found "The Fallen Star" already, if not for an insufferably attractive individual's meddling

[aishangotome]

Back to Reality (重返现实) - 2 | Beyond the World 世界之外

Back to Reality (重返现实) - 1

♡———♡

This morning, I had another required course scheduled, so I went to class as usual.

I diligently absorbed all the knowledge—now, any kind of knowledge could potentially play a crucial role for me at some point.

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Today, the interview results were released, and I was hired.

Huanxin Technology had many departments, and this round of intern recruitment included several positions. Li Meimei applied to the President's Office, while I chose—

The primary work of the Product Development Department is to design and develop various mobile applications to meet people's daily needs.

That's the department I applied to.

However, the acceptance letter informed me that I was selected by the interviewers from the Marketing and Brand Department and was therefore hired into that department.

After some consideration, since my main goal was to gain internship experience, experiencing the promotional work in the Marketing and Brand Department seemed like a good opportunity, so I ultimately chose to accept the offer.

Li Meimei was also hired as she wished. We even had a small celebration after class at a restaurant outside the campus.

After getting the results, I even hesitated about whether or not to take the internship.

These days, I continued my normal life, like any other student, going to classes, taking exams, searching for internships, and going to interviews...

I tried to pretend that nothing had happened, trying to make my life return to normal.

But could everything really go back to normal?

What if I were never able to return after being pulled into the game again? What if I could no longer continue my life?

Should I spend my limited time with my family?

Or should I use this time to improve my martial arts and other abilities to increase my chances of survival in future game instances?

But I quickly dismissed the idea.

I didn't want anything to disrupt my life, didn't want to panic because of the sudden appearance of the instance games, and have my life thrown into chaos.

I would try to arrange everything well until one day, I could completely break free from that "instance game" and return to my normal life.

My formal internship would start next Monday. I decided to go home and spend the weekend with my family.

Over the weekend, I packed some things and left school, preparing to head home for a visit.

Having experienced life in those game instances, I could appreciate even more how precious it was to be able to spend time with family.

Everything at home was the same as before. My parents were a little surprised by my sudden return, but they immediately smiled with genuine joy.

My mother complained about me not giving them a heads-up while hurriedly preparing to go grocery shopping, and I quickly pulled my father along to join her.

During the trip, they asked me about my situation at school, and I told them about my upcoming internship at Huanxin Technology, having passed the interview.

My parents were even happier to hear that. They bought more expensive groceries than usual and brought them home. Our family spent two happy and relaxing days together.

Sunday night, I returned to school.

It was already late, and I was lying in bed, about to rest, when I suddenly heard a very familiar voice.

System: You can now freely choose to accept side quests.

I abruptly opened my eyes.

The room was pitch-black, but the system's voice remained clear.

System: These quests require you to return to the instance worlds you've completed. However, the time and location of your return are unknown.

Me: If I fail, are there any penalties?

System: There are no penalties for failing side quests. You can also receive corresponding rewards upon success. If you are interested, you can accept them in the "World Quest Station."

It seems I won't be able to escape this strange situation for a while...

I calmed myself and recalled what Zhao Qiu, a player I met in the last instance, had said—

In this situation, earning more rewards is absolutely beneficial.

I should give it a try.

While thinking, with a mental command, I returned to the Main God Space.

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Yi Yu Personal Branch Part 1

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[disastersteps]

Been thinking about how Anita's sense of humanity only started to slowly show up as Aoyun the more they spend time with Mortum and Ortega, and in the progress, begun to dislike being Aoyun and wanting to be themself with them. So like!

In general, Sidestep, by default, had acted- pretend to be someone- had followed social cues and blending in to fit in due to being a Cuckoo (and having autism). But how is their sense of humanity?

It was obviously torn away by Heartbreak, and since this is a very Outsider scar focused- it is the most very 'out of touch with world/humanity' sense.

...That is Anita's Outsider scar.

So what exactly slowly but surely regain their sense of humanity and the slow increase in empathy. ( In 2019, Anita was a very blue step- high empathy back in the day. But now, when I had revamped them- it made sense their empathy would've been torn away, along with their newfound humanity they had spent a few years building only to be taken by Heartbreak. It's why I'm slowly trying to get their ruthless and daring a little higher this time around- it made sense especially with what happened to default Sidestep. So was Anita. )

Now, onto the puppet situation. I knew I talked about this many times, and I will talk about it. Mostly bc chances is I had thoughts that might be different now than before, or it's still the same but I get to expand on it further.

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Anita treated Aoyun as a disguise- it is essentially just them in their business mode- facade, even. It was probably what caught Mortum's interest, what had Ortega had noticed. Anita had no idea about that.

What Anita knew is that Aoyun... She is a extension of themself- she's simply them. So any action, any talk she talks, anything about her? It's very much Anita. At this point, Anita had stopped pretending to be someone- and is themself just with a different name to avoid being recognized. This is also before they started to notice something's up with the body at that point.

Which unfortunately is what lead Julia Ortega to find Anita Lee in the diner that day.

That sudden discovery of seeing Anita from Ortega is what start the wrench to their running gears- the domino effect that is about to kick.

Because of Julia, Anita have to look back to their own background. One they had made so long ago- one they're forced to confront that they missed being Sidestep.

So sense of humanity? Because of how deep they dug themself into looking the history- even had that sidestep gallery destroyed. Even the 'meet-cute' Anita as Aoyun had with Julia had forced Anita to take this as a chance to keep a eye n her. They then had drop the facade of a business person and decided that maybe, just maybe, they need allies seeing as Julia had begun to be noisy (to them.)- Mortum was the first step.

( Not that they will know that months later, Mortum had became something more to them )

The fact Anita was keeping a eye on Julia AND getting to know Mortum as Aoyun is what backfired them as they begun to slowly realize they... still love Julia despite the old crush they had buried so long ago, and that they had begun to enjoy Mortum's company.

Julia is a memory, and Mortum is a reminder.

Memory- because the past, the long for what it used to be, the way it still clicked despite years and the "death".

Reminder- because she makes them feel more like a person- a real person than ever.

they thought these two things cannot brought back because it was torn away by the Heartbreak but two people, they had spend a lot with as Aoyun, brought these back.

Anita's sense of humanity, and Anita's needs to be themself with these two. But what a fool, what a idiot, what a ass, they are still using Aoyun. The only shield.

And of course, it had been broken now.

Anita's sense of humanity was formed because they were being Aoyun- who doesn't have telepathy and Anita relies on their own thoughts, their choices and their trust in these two people. And these people bring these aspects (memories and reminder) that it make Anita feel more human.

They just want to be Anita Lee.

Not Aoyun.

[burstfoot]

Hiya! I spoke to you a while back as a newish player who wanted (and still, unfortunately, does want) Rosmontis. I've been saving my pulls as you suggested, but then, hmm, I'm thinking how this basically my only chance to get Shu even though I wasn't looking forward to her... if you don't mind me asking, what's your thought process when it comes to limited banners you're not 100% invested in? Would you throw a few pulls at it just on the off chance? Thanks!

The limited banner FOMO is very real, but I try not to let it affect me if I'm not interested in the units on the banner - there's 5ish a year assuming one or two true limited collab banners a year (two Rainbow Six Siege true limited collab banners are coming up), so unless you're dedicated into only pulling on limited banners, you won't have many resources left over for non-limited units you might want in between. The main thing you need to remember about pulling on limited banners is that you have a higher chance of getting one of the rate-up six stars than a regular banner (70% vs. 50% on single six star rateup banners), but if you're only pulling for the limited unit, you have a 35% chance of getting the limited unit vs. their non-limited partner because the six star odds are split between two units, so the chances of getting the specific unit you want are lower than normal. So in most cases, if you're not heavily invested, I'd only pull if youre happy getting either of the six stars - in this case, if you'd be happy with either Shu or Zuo Le (both of which are very strong units!). I did this on So Long, Adele and ended up getting Swire Alter! There are exceptions where I'd suggest saving and pulling no matter what - the upcoming Wis'adel & Logos banner is probably the most stacked banner in the history of the game regardless of your feelings on those two characters so definetely a must-pull, Texas the Omertosa and Ch'en the Holungday were also notoriously broken past limited units (though Ch'en alter has fallen out of favour recently due to even More powercreep). Shu is great, but outside of high-risk CC or other high-level content, I don't think she really has that much of an impact on casual gameplay comapred to Wishy or Texalter as a unique, must-pull unit (though she is very fun!), mainly due to her nature as a (very strong) support unit that heals and buffs allies. At the end of the day, you can just remember that the support system is fairly generous and you can always bring along a Shu to 90% of content from a friend or a stranger later on if you want to or need to use her! I didn't get Jessica the Liberated on her banner and have spent more time starting with her in IS4 than I probably would've if I actually did get her LOL. That said, if you want to do some gambling, spending the free 10 pull and daily pulls (both exclusive to and wasted after this banner runs out) should get you to ~23 pulls on the banner, meaning you can pretty easily hit pity (50 pulls, after which the odds of a 6 star increase by 2% per pull!) for one six star without making too much of a commitment into your Rosmontis funds.

[dilucofdawn]

❝ Lily of Mondstadt, Interested in idle chit-chat!❞

Lily is a girl who mysteriously showed up at the Dawn Winery, within a few days she became Diluc's 'partner' said to assist Diluc in anything and is rarely seen without him. Said to be Diluc's 'partner' in everything, if you ask about romance she responds flusturedly  and tells you that they are not in a relationship.  Said to be Albedo's, Klee's and Alices cousin, but this information seems to go no where without any proof. Working under the Dawn Winery and said to specialize in non alcoholic drinks and business ideas.

Lily and Diluc are on the same wavelength. Their thoughts are almost the same. If Lily needs  break from all the work they both do, or individually, Diluc will take a break. Sometimes Lily has to convince him, or he feels like he is sneaking away like a mischievous young boy to take a break and spend time with her. At the beginning Lily had to beg Diluc to take breaks. As they got closer, Diluc takes breaks whenever she does. Just being around her is relaxing to him, the feeling is mutual.  This connection doesn't just extend to breaks, often times they have the same ideas. Is this Lily predicting what he is thinking or simply them being close and alike?  Their often never seen without the other especially at the beginning, but as they grew close, Lily's duties increased and they learned how to spend time without one another. Always on each other's mine and hurrying back to do their shared activities. They do what their good at individually while the other is on their mind. Always hurrying back to do their shared work, take a break, or go on their secret missions. 

------------------------------------------------------------------------------Lily is literally just me, but somewhat modified by lore etc. So her backstory is just mine. You wanna learn hers? Get ready for my trauma dumping. 

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Reading and consuming media is what Lily does. Lily, enthralled by Umineko, read it and understood Beatrice's pain. The Golden Witch [Beatrice] saw Lily’s love for her [in our world] and decided to isekai a part of her to a story she loved. Lily loves many stories but the one currently on her mind is..sigh, genshin impact. Which is further referred to as simply just ‘the story’ for lore purposes.  Lily still exists in her original world. Think of the Isekaied Lily as a piece of hair that fell off, metaphors. 

Beatrice either found or remade Teyvat [it doesn’t matter either way, I’m sure I change it based on my mood] for Lily to live in, without the traveler [if we are talking about the au where traveler exists, then well modify it, not a big deal]  She told Lily that this was a gift to her, and that [a part of her] can live happily in Teyvat. Beatrice ‘spawned’ her in the Dawn Winery. Giving Lily the chance to met the person she loved the most. Later Lily is given the information that her existence in Teyvat is a gift via a dream, this is how she and Beatrice communicate, which isn’t often.  Beatrice freed her of pains [Lily canonically doesn’t feel pain unless its important, example being if a cat scratches her she feels, but she doesn’t feel back pain from moving around etc] and also.. She is 5’6 compared to my 5’4 because, why not.

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Beatrices Magic to Lily [Changes/Adjustments]:

-Lily no longer has migraines. She is not effected by light or sounds in a way that causes her head pain. She can not get head aches. The most she can have is slight head spinning at confusion. She still can experience a hangover but most times Beatrice elimates the painful effects of a hangover.  [I do not enjoy writing about my own chronic pains]

-Lily can't have pain outside of battle/fighting. She doesn't experience pain or has an extremely high tolerance now. Think of it almost like having a permanent 50% off pain coupon.  

If you were in pain from swinging around a sword all day, Lily doesn't experience that due to Beatrices magic. This being said she can still over work herself and feel exhausted, but not be in pain or experience muscle pains. 

-Lily's eyes are purple

- She had an extra 2 inches [of height]

Age: Fluctuates depending on WHEN IN THE STORY but she is 20 at the beginning of the story, later on I may have her turn 21, but since Teyvat/Genshin doesn't age because well.. It's an anime gacha game, Lily may not actually age herself / be a version of 20-21 Me

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[msfbgraves]

Holy shit Terry was such an asshole in that fill with John and Betsy. Being a pain in the ass and those nasty snide remarks to poor Betsy. On the other hand, John was a massive asshole too, with those crappy comments about Robby and his annoying dislike of Daniel. Poor sweet Betsy caught in the middle. Wish she had thrown them both out on the street.

I suppose Daniel was kept away not just for a rest, but because the new baby is an omega too, and there’s a special bond there.

I think things had to bubble over some time. John has been doing Terry's dirty work for decades, always there, and Terry keeps him in very, very good money because of it, but I understand his annoyance after decades of Terry's erratic behavior. Especially since that behavior has increased tenfold since he married Daniel. Still, he's a lot richer, and Robby's a good kid, and though Terry doesn't care for John jr. he clearly is under Terry's protection and good thing too because that's John and Betsy's son as much as Tory is their daughter.

And Terry cannot function without his omega and there seems to be no sign of that getting better. He's hugely succesful and runs a mostly very happy crew but Jaysis, can he be an eejit about him.

The main reason that Daniel is in the hospital is that there is no one outside Luna in the world for him right now. He's simply not going to leave a warm, safe space where he is provided for when he can spend time caressing that little face instead. And he's probably more tired than he realises but mostly omega puppies can have that hypnotising effect, especially when the Mama is omega too (though in this world's Nativity story, that is how the Virgin Mary was with baby Jesus and she is beta). It's nothing to be worried about provided you keep them safe and comfortable. Still, Anthony - who has not been confirmed omega at this point - was the opposite. He was a very lively baby, but then he needed to pull his Mama out of a funk.

Don't worry. As soon as Daniel learnt what had happened he invited all the Kreeses over for the finest roast beef the man had ever had, had Terry gift him a box of premium hand rolled cigars and a new handbag for Betsy, plus a sizeable amount of cash for John ("Buy her that mink"), a leather jacket for Johnny and a matching one for Tory (also a seperate one Tory could gift Robby for his birthday, she'd be so proud). Afterwards, Daniel sent John and Terry out to the pub and spent the remainder of the evening with Johnny, Betsy, Tommy and Susan (the latter two having been on guard duty but now invited in to warm up, also, because he wanted to give Tommy te chance to be around Johnny, nudge nudge wink wink).

Terry came home with another few bruises but apparently, those had cleared the air, as it was John who dropped him off.

[dojae-huh]

Wants to talk 2 things.. Firstly, since you mentioned koms,, yes jae does that all the time...he makes connection with anything that dy does in the past or present may b will in the future...let's take the songs he sing beautiful day song which dy sang at koms...eventhough it was fans suggestions but jae wanted to sing that song which dy sang at koms(dont knw the name) nd sang together at musicore karoake  with djj..nd also one of the cover that dy did he also sang it on his vlog(dont remember correctly but he did) ..like that list goes on....dont knw why...nd I am sorry for using this word..he is obsessed..very deeply nd hardly obsess with dy that he want to connect anything or everything with dy nd himself...it is really a lovely mystery how come his love didnt change a bit,rather increased only for dy....what does this man sees in dy tho...I dont knw..

Secondly,, it is my theory that everyone would get tired of everything at a point..its human nature that we cant really do something for a very long period..even if u loves to do that all the time it will makes u bored...be it caring, loving, dancing teasing etc...but jae he will not let go of a chance to tease his dy to get attention from him..y is that..when they seeing each other regularly..I mean I am pretty sure that they are living together..and if not atleast during promotion times they surely are together on regular basis...not only them the group as a whole...so jaedo sees eo on regularly..then y the need of getting attention or not letting pass of a chance to tease,, any how they will go home together..but no...that's not going to happen...he crave for his bae attention along as possible at anytime at anywhere...just I think they only knw to love eo...I dont knw what to write anymore....I just love them..

It is not true that people get bored with time of everything. You can overeat and still start to want to eat again after half a day. Mark sings for 2 units, he still goes to karaoke. Hyuk learns choreos for 2 units, he still learns dances of all other gg and bg groups. An old street-food cart owner will still be cooking in her 80s because cooking and hardwork is a part of her.

Read "The war of Art" by Steven Pressfield. The author damaged his first marriage, spent 2 years locked in a cabin writing a novel he never published, and achieved his first success as a writer only at 40. Writing was his passion and calling, he couldn't abandon his dream despite any obstacle.

There are couples of friends and life partners who spend everyday with each other and go everywhere together. I know such people. It is amazing how they can create a small world for two, but it is really to the degree of only one of them answering the phone and never meeting with you without the other despite you being a friend to both equally.

Jaehyun surprises me with his obsession as well. People like him are rare, it doesn't mean they don't exist.

There is a reason the halves of a tight couple start to say "we". And why there is this lore and myths about two halves of a whole. Our brain can extend its impression/image of the body outside of the confines of the physical body. A car or a sword literally become extension of the body of a master. Likewise, a partner becomes a part of you. You start to need him physically and not in a sexual sense.

DoJae work together, but they don't spend every minute together. Therefore it requires a lot for them to get tired of each other. On the contrary, because of the hiding and separate schedules, there is a lack of the time for two. And not just any time, time when they are both awake and energetic, emotionally open and ready to play. A working day is long, and Jaehyun needs regular bonding moments with his bae. He needs social grooming.

Ideally, the family is the safe fortress, a place to find shelter, love and relax in comfort. Granted, few couples or marriages are like that, this is why we find the "correct ones" so unbelieveable.

Doyoung is a source of Jaehyun's happiness. He provides love, support, advice, comfort, familiarity, opportunity to play, etc. Therefore an interaction with him lifts the spirits and helps to get rid of boredome or tiredness.

There are also people who need to be in love to experience the strong feelings of infatuation, the thrill or the butterflies in the stomack. Jaehyun is a romantic. Not just Doyoung, things associated with him bring him joy.

Heck, why go far. Look at the stans of idols. They are obsessed with a parasocial relationship, they don't get much in return from their crush, and they still can't live a day without a new picture of their bias; they can't pass an anti-comment without retaliation, they travel half the globe to attend a concert, spend their last money on paper and plastic trinkets; they archive twits, IG posts, notice when their bias changes earrings, trend new hair colour; they literally get sick just thinking that some event or rumour can hurt their idol. Look at Ling, she's been a Doyoung's fan since Rookies, she works a lot, and is still commited to sort through all the news and translate eveything asap. If anything, it gets worser looking at the new kind of thirsty twits she writes, lol.

Now, look at Do's dedicated fanbase, and now think how Jaehyun actually has the man near him in real life. Gets showered with unending attention and love, and the booty is also his.

[febrainrot]

What build would you make for Mozu or Hinoka?

Okay so keep in mind that when I build units I don't really do it in a "normal" manner, I kind play the game almost solely to make stupid builds no matter the time it takes even if I have to farm a lot. Furthermore I have a few savefiles so I often use some amount of skill transfer, not a lot but sometimes I grab a few skills on another save to not waste levels on another. I'll still give more reasonable builds after detailing my 20 steps plan to make a godkiller. Knowing that:

Mozu is very fun because of both her growths and her easy access to profiteer. She can be a good multi use units, with resource utility and offensive power. Her main weakness is that she is fairly frail, and will probably not be able to survive too many hits.

My last run had her as a Kinshi knight for a few reasons: it has the same solid luck as merchant, second highest outside of strategist (hardly viable considering that magic is the one stat she has a growth below 10). While it has an inferior strength compared to other classes, kinshi knights have both great speed and massive range (flying movement + bow range). And because they use the same weapons as the merchants, the transition after you get profiteer isn't too hard. I wanted to give her a special niche along that so I decided to be very stubborn and farm her in a class she is absolutely not good at: sorcerer.

By befriending Nyx, she get access to the dark mage, which objectively doesn't work for her, but I have too much free time. I got her to level 15 in the sorcerer class (because of how the game works you only need to spend 4 levels in that class if you swap at level 11) solely for one skill: bowbreaker. That along the speed she gets as a kinshi and her great luck makes her near impossible for bow users to hit. That made her a weird case of flying archer killer which I thought was very funny, I could throw her in the middle of a bunch of archers and they'd all have 0%. Kinshi knight provides the highest luck cap, which she'll reach pretty easily. With this she'll have at least 30% chance of producing money every turn for 7 turn. If you are lucky/willing to grind the DLCs, you can get Anna's bow which gives a massive +5 luck for a skill and strength debuff every attack (her skill should be solid by now, and she doesn't need to kill or even attack to activate her skill so you can just equip it on her if there is a turn she doesn't have anything to do). Along with that, I gave her a bamboo yumi that gets her +10 avo, further enhancing her dodgetanking despite its weakness (it's not the rarest weapon to get at the lottery or on lucky spaces, you'll always end up having at least one and you will probably get to forge it to have it stronger). Along with Air Superiority she'll get as a kinshi knight, she'll also be able to avoid flyers and especially other kinshi. From there, she has the speed to rarely get doubled, the most precise enemies will have at best 20% or so hit rates with her, and she'll be producing lots of money while also providing decent supportive damage. If you go that way aptitude isn't gonna help you much as you'll be at equal or higher level than enemies, so you can drop it. From there there isn't much to add, you can grab life and death from Master of Arms and bowfaire to increase her damage output dramatically using a bow, both are accessible with second , add a longbow to increase her range if you fear she can't dodge everything or chip an enemy she can't reach.

If you want a less time consuming and more "realistic" build (aka "for someone who isn't as obsessed as me and doesn't have too much free time), Mozu's main advantage is her high speed and luck naturally leading her to dodgetanking. The most avoidant class is swordmaster (innate +10 avo along a nice +10 crit): marrying Ryoma will let her access it along with giving aptitude to an already powerful second gen unit. Between a whooping 85% speed growth with aptitude, 60% strength, 50% HP and skill, she'll be a reliable dodgetank, especially considering her personal skill let her regain HP on forest tiles (among other tiles), which makes her a good bait. She'll have the skill to activate Astra fairly reliably, and life and death from the master of arms class would again make her damage output insane, along with swordfaire that she'll get while progressing as a swordmaster. If you're in Conquest though, the next best option is probably marrying Arthur to get her to be a berserker. She doesn't get the avo bonus of the swordmaster but nearly as much speed, insane strength, and her innate skill growths counters the poor accuracy of axes, along with a 20% crit bonus that goes well with her good skill. Her sniper line can help her in that class: certain blow alleviates the axe inaccuracy. I wouldn't say gamble is really worth it but you can try it if your Mozu has a consistent enough hit rate, and since she'll be using only that weapon axefaire is good. Now if you want to have her solely as a player turn based unit, once again, life and death will have her obliterate people. If you want to use her good speed and strong HP as bait however, getting strong riposte and sol can help with that. Sadly since Conquest doesn't allow much grinding outside of DLCs, you can't go too insane, but her only friendships options there are Effie which gives class that'll probably affect her speed negatively, or Nyx, which. Yeah, without even more grinding the skills that could work with her aren't accessible. If you count the Heirs of Fates DLC rewards, you can get speedtaker or strengthtaker, preferably the first for swordmaster and the second for berserker (those skills cannot be used at the same time so no use getting both on her), and if you make a revelation berserker, befriending Oboro

Now, for Hinoka. She's a bit trickier because she's the balanced "jack of all trades master of none" type of character. Her growth rates are all around 40 without class bonus beside her magic at 15 and her defence being a little lower than the rest at 35. That means she isn't really bad anywhere, but she doesn't really stand out either. She is the kind of characters that you might have on the map but realise soon that whatever she can do, others will do better despite having more glaring weaknesses than her. However her base skill, resistance and speed stats are good, and she always joins with a guard naginata which is a pretty rare weapon. So for her, we have solid bases

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A birthday smut fic for my first fan and now friend since 2017. Enjoy you slut lol @random-rave

*note takes place after latest manga chapters

While Loid finishes fixing his shirt cuffs, he reminds Yor about his plans. “I should be back before next week from the psychology conference. You’re sure you’ll be fine with Anya, or I can ask Frankie to babysit.” These longer missions of more than a day or two are starting to get under his skin. He suspects but won’t accept why and pushes on with his job.

“I’ll be totally fine. It’s only four days,” Yor smiles and helps him put on and button his suit jacket. Then she hands him his small suitcase. “Enjoy the conference, Loid.”

“It’ll likely be boring, but I’ll try,” he laughs and waves as he walks out the door.  

It’s perfect timing for Yor that Loid must fly to another country for a conference because she too has something to do. Unbeknownst to him, she’s arranged for Anya to spend the weekend at Becky Blackwell’s home, so that’ll give her plenty of time to get where she needs to go and back home in time to pick Anya up. She doesn’t feel great about lying to Loid and Anya, and it tore at her a bit, but she also can’t turn Garden down because of the debt she believes she owes them. 

Shopkeeper gives her the details of the mission, to slip into a home on the outskirts of the city and detain a subject believed to be trading in some kind of black-market goods. That’s all he’ll say, but here’s the strange part. Shopkeeper drills into her that when she arrives at the home at the pre-determined time, take whoever she encounters. When she asks for a better description, he responds the subject often changes his appearances, so they waited for intelligence to pin down where and when he’ll be somewhere to increase the chance of catching him.

“The subject is male, and approximately 6 feet tall, on the thinner rather than heavier set side. Now remember,” Shopkeeper repeats, “Be at the location, in the bedroom by 2 o’clock am and grab the first person that shows up. It’ll be him.”

So, the male subject is about the same height and frame build as Loid, Yor notes. Isn’t it crazy how the subject’s description can easily describe Loid, she thinks to herself. ‘Idiot,’ she scolds, that’s plain silly because it also describes a lot of other people in Ostania. This person sounds like a spy or at least a shady character if they’re often hiding their appearance, ‘and that’s definitely not Loid,’ Yor thinks to herself. Loid’s a popular doctor at the hospital and frankly she would notice if he was slipping out at odd hours or do black market dealings.   

The time has come, and Yor arrives at the location two hours earlier to scope it out. It’s an unassuming home, off whitish two-story with a dark-colored roof and a fenced yard. Even the neighborhood is made up of regular citizens. There is an open carport attached on the left-side of the building, curiously with no evidence of a car ever using it such as demarcations, old oil, grease, or rubber staining the concrete floor. The open-grass landscaping is kept nicely trimmed. After checking the surrounding area, she goes inside where it is pitch black because the streetlights illuminating the sidewalk are blocked by curtains, and dead silence, not even the hum of a refrigerator. In the home’s layout, the staircase is against the left side wall opposite the carport outside, and instead of an open banister design, a wall covers the underneath portion to create a closet and raises up seamlessly into a handrail support for the stairs. She doesn’t sense anything amiss so far and creeps upstairs towards the bedroom, noting the layout for an escape route as she moves. There’s a utility room, kitchen, half-bath, living room, and a dining room downstairs, while upstairs has three bedrooms, one slightly bigger than the others, and a single bathroom. Yor notes the sparse furnishings in the home, surmising it is just a facade. Since she didn’t find anything to suggest it, the place appears to be normal building. The sound of a dog barking a short distance away puts Yor in ready mode. Only a few more minutes left as she hunkers down in place.

Tick, tock… Tick, tock… Tick, tock… in the silent room, Yor’s biological clock counts down, hyper in tuned to the slightest sounds, her heart beating, to the crickets chirping outside. She hears metal sliding, perhaps a knob, then a hinge from a door opening then closing. Then sees the faint light of the downstairs living room peeking into the bedrooms open door. He’s here. More sounds comparable to moving around comfortably in a familiar place. The faint shifting wisp from looking out a curtain. A faint soft squish of a cushion being compressed indicating he’s sitting in the one single chair instead of the couch. A click of possibly an attaché case and the rustling of papers. Now that she knows his whereabouts, Yor creeps down the stairs planning on surprising the guy from behind to knock him out. She moves as carefully as she can on the wooden stairs, realizing any step could create a sound at any moment. So far, so good, Yor doesn’t hear any indications that the subject has moved from the chair. When she gets to the v point, she is no longer protected by a complete wall because the handrail portion begins. So, she stops to scope out the room and peaks. 

A loud bang— a bullet wizzes’ mere centimeters past Yor’s face and strikes the wall. Damn it! Yor pops up ready to vault over the handrail when she hears a familiar voice. Thinking it’s Loid, she steps out of the shadows to see a tall male with a similar build, but this man has brown hair and a mustache. Shit! Yor ducks down again, what is she thinking being so stupidly reckless like that! Just because he sounds like Loid, idiot she scolds herself, she could’ve been shot! Why is Loid’s voice the first to come to mind anyway as if he’d be here? ‘Get it together!’ she snaps at herself. 

“Yor?” That familiar voice calls out. 

‘How does he know my name?! And why isn’t he doing anything?! Wait and me?! Why am I hesitating?! Damn it! Damn it!’ Yor adjusts her grips on her thorns and in one fail swoop jumps up, vaults over the rail, and lands beside the couch in the living room. 

With less than ten feet between them, it’s a tense few seconds. “Wait!” The voice calls out, but Yor is determined to do her job and lunges at him. “Damn it!” He yells as he throws a lamp from a table next to him, but she sidesteps it and swings a thorn at his head forcing him to duck and lean back to avoid it. He tries to grab her thorn while leaning to no avail, but can slap it away, spin slowly, and use natural velocity to also push her arm and step past her to get away. Facing off as she stands with her thorns raised and ready to move, he tries one last time by holding up his hands. “Yor!” He rips off his wig and fake mustache. “It’s me!”

Her ruby eyes almost flash as they widen in shock. “L-Loid?” Yor is genuinely stunned causing her arms to lower unconsciously. “It can’t be…”

“It is me!” Loid pleads… yet ‘why am I hesitating. My mission was to secure the subject found in this location. I don’t know why Yor is here, but if she’s the Thorn Princess, she’s on a mission of her own. Stop it!’ His conscious snaps. ‘Forget the mission for now idiot! It’s obvious why you’re hesitating!’ Ever since the Wheeler spy mission Loid had to face the fact his affections for Yor are no longer platonic. She and Anya have become a real family in his heart. He’d become a spy to protect and keep families like this one from suffering like he had and so, to deny and destroy this little Forger family would be contrary to his convictions and beliefs. He thought he could simply bury the feelings and carry on. If nothing was ever brought to light by the end of the mission, he would simply pursue her naturally. Well, now the quandary is, does he give in to his heart or stay loyal to the mission?  

Yor shakes her head, this must be one of the subject’s tactics she was warned about! And the fact this guy is using her husband’s face flips her wrath button. “They warned me about the appearance changes, so I know you’re a fake!” She screams with a bloodlust oozing from her tone. Narrowing her gaze, she levels a thorn in his direction. “How dare you use my beloved husband for your twisted games!” And launches at him like a chained tiger that hasn’t had a meal in ages.

With blow after blow coming his way, there’s no time for Loid to process any of this, but that doesn’t stop his mind from replaying the words ‘beloved husband’ over and over again. The thing is, he knows that at full performance he’s no match for Yor and it’s obvious she doesn’t yet believe him. But that means those two simple words are the key. He needs to find the lock and convince her quick before she really does take him out. “I’m sure they told you be suspicious, but Yor, I swear, it’s me Loid!” During a moment of deadlock, he drops the gun in a display of truth, refusing to use it on her. 

“Liar!” Yor screams.

When Yor turns her head, ‘did I just see a quick sparkle in her eyes from tears?’ Loid wonders. “You asked me to not be so perfect, well here I am, imperfect, a spy who’d just destroyed his mission. Is that not enough?”

“Lies!” She screams again, but this time the tears are fully evident as a few spills down her cheek. Yor presses forward again, the faster she ends this, the faster she stops this fraudulent pain. She swings her thorn at his face, but he moves quick enough that she ends up slashing his chest instead. The man makes a hiss-like sound and covers his chest, touching and revealing the damage on his red-stained hand. She could see it cut through about seven inches across the upper center while the torn fabric of the man’s shirt and jacket flap open to show a painful but not deadly strike… But it’s enough to make Yor think twice. Maybe it’s because of the Loid face, because her instant reaction is as if came home injured. “Oh, no!” She drops the thorns and starts to reach out to help him, and she almost succeeds when she snaps out of it. She moves back a few steps, forgetting to pick up her thorns in the process. Her mind is just reeling. What if this is Loid, can she complete the job and kill him? Or will she choose to stay loyal to the Garden? And it’s not just about Loid, what about Anya? She can’t, just can’t hurt this child who’s become, real or not, her daughter. 

The reason Yor continues to do this gruesome job is to stop children from becoming orphans, so how could she live with herself after turning Anya into one? Wait! ‘He’s fake, he’s fake! You’ll protect Anya by stopping him!’ “I won’t let you trick me!” 

“I’m not!” Loid yells as he throws his arms up to block a punch to his face. But this time Yor appears to be tuning him out and hyper focusing on the fight as she throws punches, straight jabs, and kicks at a pace that he can barely keep up with. It’s just like the mock fight at the fake castle where Yor was winning and if she hadn’t knocked out, he would have been the one ending up on the ground out cold. For every four or five jousting strikes from Yor, Loid will get in one punch or maybe a kick. He doesn’t want to actually hurt her, just keep her from hurting him too badly. Her internal turmoil is evident by the tears she sheds despite her unrelenting blows. “Remember the night I asked you to marry me, and I lost the ring because of those bad men?” Even having to psychologically manipulate Yor hurts Loid, but he knows he cannot stop. “How about the first time I met your brother? Remember when we almost kissed but Yuri stopped us? Or that day in the park when you knocked me out and I woke up sleeping on your lap?” He manages to bear hug Yor from the back briefly. “Yor please! I… I‘ve fallen in love with you!”

Yor breaks free from his grip and knocks him backwards by jamming her elbows into his abdomen. She spins around fuming and crying. “See, fake! Loid doesn’t love me, it’s just for Anya! You bastard!” She makes a move and grabs one of her thorns. 

The genuine tears tell Loid Yor is at the breaking point. As soon as she grabs the thorn and plants her stance ready to rush him again, Loid does the only thing left he can think of. He drops to his knees with his hands up in concession, his head lower and shoulders slump in defeat. Surprisingly, it works immediately and Yor stops. He exhales loudly with genuine exhaustion and pain. “I tried so hard to deny that I’ve fallen for you, even when it’s right in front of my face. But for the first time since the war took my parents, something other than stopping another one finally took precedence.” Loid looks up with a genuine half-smile and tears streaming down his cheeks too. “You and Anya have become the family I lost. I lost one, just like you and Yuri, and I don’t want to lose another.”

“H-How are you so sure?” Yor’s heart is wavering, and mind is spinning. She tries so hard to ignore his words, these feelings roiling inside of her and do her job, but how can she? The longer she fights, those words circle around, and becomes twice as painful. Her own jabs cutting her deeply instead.

“More and more my resolve started cracking. I made mistakes or was distracted in ways that never happened before. Heh… Unyielding loyalty and emotional numbness… It’s how I became Twilight,” Loid shrugs. “I don’t regret it. I want to protect people, but…” He looks up with a genuinely tired smile, “guess the hearts something no one can control forever. I’d start thinking about you during the day, sometimes catch myself looking at you, but the final evidence… remember the night I came home when you asked me to let you help me, then Yuri came barging in? Well, that day he and I in disguise were after the same person and there came a point after he’d shot me in the arm, I hesitated to shoot back because I didn’t want to hurt you, so I just knocked him out and got out of there...”

A clanging sound causes Loid to look up. Yor has dropped the thorn, her body is shaking, she’s quietly sobbing, almost catatonic. He instantly stumbles to his feet to catch her as she sways, gently pulling her down with him into a seated position in his lap. “It’s okay, shhh, it’s okay,” Loid coos, hugging her tightly, resting his face to hers while soothing, smoothing his hand up and down her back with gentle pressure as their salty wet cheeks stick together. 

“I can’t do it,” Yor blubbers, “I can’t, not to Anya… I love you both too much! I’m a failure!”

“Yor,” he clasps her cheeks and forces her to look at him. “You are not a failure!” Loid shakes her, “Yor you are perfect! Look at how great of a mother you are to Anya and a sister to Yuri! They couldn’t be luckier to have you, and neither can I! I’m glad for that chance encounter at the tailors, because I couldn’t have chosen a better wife and mother to create a family with!”

“You-You really think so?” The absolute hope in her eyes… Her ruby gaze sparkling from all the moisture.

Loid smiles and caresses her cheek. “Even Yuri would have to agree with me.” Yor snorts a laugh at his choice of words, finally showing a glimmer of light. He laughs too as he cups and gently thumbs her cheek, keeping their eyes locked while leaning in. “You’re so beautiful…” he murmurs, with bated breath, their eyes closing slowly until the pressure of their lips seals the moment. 

For once, neither are nervous or scared for the long overdue and dormant awakening of such a powerful emotional synergy like love refuses to allow reason any chance to halt this beautifully passionate moment. Yor’s soft, sultry lips against his, short circuits the fastidious Twilight into a different sort of mission. He’s slept with countless women as part of his job, just going through the motions in a dispassionate manner— so, to make love to someone he cares for finally takes his virginity. Even their battle itself, the adrenaline rush of physical combat still runs through their veins. He’s always been amazed by Yor’s strength and physical fighting capabilities that meets and exceeds his own, making her his perfect match in every way. Frankly, it stirs more than just his heart as his primal side cannot ignore the thought anymore of her thighs cinched around him.       

In a slow, fluid motion, Loid guides Yor into a supine position on the carpet, soothing away her reactive tension by pressuring his kisses and threading his fingers through her hair close to the scalp, and supporting her head in his hand. He lies beside her on his side with a leg stationed between hers as support, so she doesn’t feel trapped yet and reacts because he knows she doesn’t have any experience in this field. “Does this feel okay?” Loid quietly questions between the heated kisses, “should I stop?” 

Oh, Yor feels the hard subject of this act pressing against her, yet she shakes her head ‘no’ whole heartedly without thinking of the answer. She’s spent her whole life caring for her brother and being an assassin, but she’s still a woman who feels biological urges. The girls at work often spoke of this topic and Yor will just nod along or feel embarrassed just listening, yet curious. “I-I want this too…” She blushes and hides her gaze, “but I don’t know what to do.”  

“Just like learning to fight,” he chuckles and places more amorous kisses. “I’ll lead, you follow.”

A look of happy relief floods Yor’s expression. “O-Okay! I trust you.”

Those three words… Loid pauses briefly from it because he knows she means it, but after just having learned they were enemies, it’s still a surprise to say it so easily. His eyes soften, almost tearing. “I trust you too.” 

He sits up and removes his jacket and shirt, bringing a bright flush to Yor’s cheeks. It’s not the first time she’s seen his chest, but it is the first time she’s really seen his chest in that way. She sits up as well and after Loid helps to unzip the back of her dress, she slips everything off until nothing is left. Now it’s his turn to blush since it is the first time ever seeing her like this. Loid unconsciously sucks in a breath of air to relieve the lack of oxygen to his brain, and at the same time a “wow” slips out causing Yor to hide her body with her arms. So, he quickly finishes removing the rest of his clothes before the embarrassment changes her mind. On the flip side of this duo, when Yor sees everything, he has to offer, her eyes widen and stares at Loid with the look of a lioness eyeing a fresh piece of meat. Something inside of Loid snaps. With a partial growl, from seated on his haunches, he suddenly grabs Yor by the waist and pulls her over and onto, straddling his lap. 

She squeaks in surprise from the move, gasping when the feel of his hard and fleshy cock presses dead center to her folds. Her arms wrap around his neck instinctively to keep from falling, but between his left hand and his thighs holding her up from her rump, Yor is securely in place. She’s given no time to process, as Loid’s mouth latches onto her right nape, trailing pecks and sucking gently but firmly along the skin of her shoulder and back. Only fevered moans break free from her, and thighs clamping tighter around his waist, pressing, and rubbing, fueling the smoldering burn in her core. 

Loid continues his oral ministrations, leaning back while using his thighs to raise her up and arch her back, his right-hand assists and guides her voluminous breasts within range. His tongue licks and pulses, pressures and sucks at the supple skin leaving pin-prick hemorrhages and future bruises, while his teeth graze the nipples to pull shuddering shivers and high-pitched moans that are music to his ears. There’s a throbbing ache ever present to remind him other parts want to play too, but with this being such a special time, there’s no way he’s rushing it. Yor isn’t making it any easier on him. The longer he toys and teases, the harder her hips start grinding in desperation. So, he changes tactics. Without warning, Loid puts Yor on her back startling and causing her legs to release their grip. He quickly shifts into a semi prone position, lifting her hips, hiking her legs over his shoulders, and diving in between her thighs to dine out. It happens so fast, all Yor can do is gasp and cry out a lustful moan that sends a shiver racing along his spine. 

The sounds of a salaciously wet dining experience melding with Yor’s breathy mewls and erotic moans fill the air. It’s like nothing she’s ever experienced before. Even the high of taking out some really bad men never gave her this much of a rush! Heaven help her, when Loid sucks hard on her clit, the stars flash and dance behind her eye lids, but when his teeth graze them… wow, the intense electrical shocks rippling through her body are sending her to the moon. “Loid!” Yor springs up onto her elbows in shock as his tongue pushes into her entrance, but quickly flops back with an arch to her back when his mouth forms a vacuum seal and the pressure along with him violating her hole becomes too much. “Loid!!” She cries out again, fueling him to push his tongue harder and faster to stimulate this area rich in nerve-endings. The aching, burning coil building within the pit of her stomach is too tight… Yor doesn’t know what this really means, but it’s taking away any power she has to control her actions. His name forms on her lips but cuts off before it can come out when a sense of an explosive force rips through her entire body. 

Loid braces as Yor’s thighs clamp down violently on his head. Her whole body locks up in a low bridge for a few seconds before collapsing into shivering convulsions from the orgasm. Her amorous cries fill the room like a beautiful serenade— the most beautiful music he’s ever heard. He holds fast, using his hands to hold her thighs and hips down as best he can contrary to her inhuman strength while slowing down on his tongue tirade to bring her back down to earth. When he feels her starting to relax, he lets her body slip back onto the carpet a heavy breathing sheen of a mess.

At that moment, Loid slides up and partially to the side of her body, propping himself on his elbows briefly, leaning in to sweep up her lips and kiss some of the sweat away from her brow. She smiles at him after he kisses her lips. “Did you enjoy that?” She nods ‘yes.’ “Good, part two now,” he grins.

“Huh?” Her eyes pop open wide. It’s not over?

Yor’s eyes track his every move while he slips between her thighs, sits back on his haunches, and lines up. She bites her lip and breathing hitches as she feels the stretching pressure from Loids cock forcing its way through. No pain, just a tingling sensation left from her still sensitive core that causes her to shiver. As she stares up at his solid frame, her eyes moving over old battle scars, Yor’s heart skips a beat at the feeling of being joined to this man. Each slight movement he makes reinforcing that physical connection. She blushes a bit when she catches him staring down at her with the same indecency in his gaze. If sex always feels like this, she’s been missing out on so much!

With her pinned hair now mussed and errant strands framing her head, Loid can’t help but feel proud of catching this deadly angel all for himself. Part of him wants to ravage her body and soul, but not tonight. Enough of the heated exchanges, this is the first time he’s ever wanted to make love to a woman… and mean it. He moves into a mostly prone position, left leg extended back, with the right still based on the knee for leverage. He then guides her left leg up and coaxes it to hook behind his thigh, gripping and pulling her hip and pelvis tightly to his. The deep penetration and friction from skin rubbing against skin causes Yor to gasp a little with a shiver. Loid finally leans in, his left elbow bearing his weight, allowing his chest to settle over hers and head come to rest beside hers. He suckles at her neck while grinding and thrusting, starting off slow and steady, using the pressure and friction of their skin to heat things up. Through measured undulations— repetitive grinding that pulls mewling purrs, interspliced with a sudden longer length thrust that makes Yor whine or squeak from the deep hit. Repeating, Loid pays close attention to what gains the most rewards to service his princess in the way she deserves. This feels absolutely amazing… but it also means that Loid is hastening his own demise quickly with this position. When he feels the rising tide get too high, he changes positions slightly with both legs extending and slows down, shifting to less grinding and longer, deeper thrusts. He grips her hip to hold it from moving then pounds into her. 

Yor tightens her hook around his thigh, and grips to the back of his neck as well to make sure it goes in nice and deep. She’s loving this more than the grinding and wants to make sure she communicates her desires loud and clear. Each time Loid tries to slow down, she uses her powerful thigh muscles to pull him back to her. While it feels amazing to her, Yor’s aim is to make sure he’s satisfied too, not just her… whether he likes it or not! 

“Y-You’re gonna make me…” Loid grunts and grits his teeth as he holds back the dam. If Yor keeps this up…

“Don’t stop…” she whines, “don’t stop…” Whether she realizes it or not, her inner muscles are doubly squeezing his engorged cock to its straining point with each tightening of her thighs. 

His thrusts grow haggard and uncontrolled, breathing labored as his straining voice raises an octave… “Yor…” Loid squeezes his eyes shut when the pressure erupts, continuing to plow through the pulsing stream. 

When it finally slows, his body slumps while his breathing evens out. He kisses her lips and wraps his arms around her body, rolling them both into a side position where he curls their hips to stay connected. “Yor… I love you,” Loid whispers. Love sure makes sex feel even more amazing.  

“I love you too, Loid.” She rests her forehead to his, “But what am I going to do? Garden will expect a dead body.”

Loid thinks for a moment. It’s true they can’t compromise Yor’s standing with the Garden because that could cause more problems. “So, we’ll give them a body,” he responds. 

Yor sits up. “I don’t understand. How do we just find a dead body?”

Loid sits up as well. “I’ll take care of it.” 

The clock is ticking to create a cover for this whole situation. Loid knows WISE is going to question about Yor learning of Loid’s Twilight persona and whether she can truly be trusted, but that’ll wait for now. He calls up a sleeping Frankie and tells him to bring a prisoner that’s locked up at WISE’s headquarters to the house using the underground access tunnels, making sure to request a tall and slim guy that’ll fit the stature of who Shopkeeper believes is Twilight. Frankie finally arrives around 4 am. Loid opens the door of the closet under the stairs, moves a couple boxes, then undoes a secret hatch in the floor. He then helps Frankie bring an unconscious man up a flight of stairs from a basement looking room; Loid’s got the man’s upper half while Frankie carries the legs. As soon as they get into the living room, Frankie drops the legs when he sees Yor standing there in her Thorn Princess garb. 

“W-Wh-What?!” Frankie points at her. “Yor is the Thorn Princess! Wait, what went on—” he glances around the disheveled room with furniture upended or trashed. “Did you two fight?” His eyes get big as he now turns to Loid. “Was she supposed to kill you!” 

Yor just smiles and waves not knowing what else to do.

“We’ll explain once we’re safe,” Loid scolds Frankie. “Right now, I just need to make sure Garden doesn’t suspect Yor of anything.”

“Ohhhh.” Frankie realizes. “Hence the body.”

The two men help Yor kill the man and make it look like he’s been in a fight with the legendary Thorn Princess. A few slashes from her thorns do the trick. As they work, Frankie can’t help but keep asking, so Loid and Yor answer, explaining what happened that night— minus the sex, and that yes, they come clean about their feelings. Frankie teases Loid that it’s a good thing, because he didn’t have a chance against Thorn Princess, which made Yor blush fiercely and try to undermine her abilities. Of course, Loid tries to save face, but he does admit Yor is stronger than him. Finally, everything’s set. Body is staged. And the sun is going to rise very soon, so it’s time to go. Yor will slip out like she’d planned to originally, while Loid and Frankie will use the escape tunnel. Just as they’re about to go their separate ways, Loid gives Yor a kiss.

Frankie who’s halfway down the steps and can still see everything— “Ugh, you’re gonna talk about her even more now to tease me,” he sneers though there’s no malice to his tone. “Hurry up and let’s go!” 

While Yor blushes from the comment, Loid just ignores the man and gives her one last grinning peck on the cheek. “See you at home.”

[uniquezombiedestiny]

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oh hey. dusts this off. i have a new oc to write about :)

ive started playing fallen london recently so: say hi to maethyl fallow! a "devious and watchful individual of mysterious and indistinct gender." she also forgor (most of her lore is based around forgetting - her backstory is that she got lost in a cave of irrigo, an eldritch color that makes you forget when you look at it for too long.)

their story begins in fucking prison <3. all she knows is that her imprisonment is unjust - and, more importantly, inconvenient. so! they and an unlucky devil make their way out and become friends. she discovers that she's here in london for the wonder of the place - she has a lot to relearn, after all. on their escape, the devil leaves, but they're still friends :)

she decides to go to spite, one of four cities of fallen london. this is a place all about stealth, full of crime - mostly pickpocketing. they spend their first week or two here homeless and lost, doing both a lot of courier jobs and a lot of theft. i eventually learn how to travel (attributed to her memory loss of the world around her), and also get a home. yay!

after some mysterious communication with a benefactor, plus accessing the shops, she finally has better clothing than a prisoner's outfit. a maid outfit (and some shiny shoes!). this decreases their shadowy (stealth) stat but it was hilarious so i did it anyway

after some more stealing, a few courier jobs, and meeting a rat in her rented attic room, she makes her way to the carnival. she does just a little more theft, got her fortune read, and went to the mirror area. big mistake.

editing note: hey, this was right! she went on a journey to nightmare hell, and found plenty of mushrooms in her bath. the newspaper and poetry ones are kinda unknown, but the journalist storyline may fufill those.

for context: mae's discovered the joy of promenading - in the crowds of spite, a new location, you can go on trips and try stealing from various people. here, mae steals from a prison guard, gaining nightmares 1. she's also stabbed by jack for trying to steal from him (it was a like 20% chance), gaining wounds 2. hooray!

she looks into a mirror of nightmares, and upon looking closer due to the lack of a reflection, falls straight in. she is now in a world of madness, where all is red and gold and her nightmares increase to 8, described as "raving" (and right below "THEY'RE COMING THEY'RE COMING THEY'RE COMING," at 7).

bitch, you are trapped in the nightmare dimension.

anyway, it's like a hotel. they have rooms to stay, food and drink to serve, and other places for guests, reception, etc.. while mae has become paranoid, haunted by her nightmares in the form of encroaching mist in the corner of her eye, the guests are just as insane as she is. somehow, she cant help but find them welcoming, and has a few good interactions with some of them.

notably, without anything else to do (see: i was impatient), mae basically waterboarded herself for a day or two. you're able to drink from the fountain in the lobby if you like, which can decrease your nightmares stat. failing this will knock down your persuasion stat, though.

guess who reached 0 persuasion (but hey, nightmares 6!)?

after becoming a donkey a few times, she eventually stops waterboarding herself to find that she has forgotten how to speak and think properly, let alone eloquently. she does still converse with the guests a few times, but she's pretty much talking like a kid now.

during all of this, i also draw cards for some other interactions, among them being: met a white cat a few times, a lizard appeared in her room twice, fungal infestations in the bath, and the view outside her room being various things. she's been wanting to speak to the manager since day 1, damn it. and speaking of drawing, i also drew some art of maethyl gone mad!

although the guests (and water) are awfully convincing about how this place is better than fallen london - i mean, the red and gold is quite pretty, and the service is great, too - she eventually looks out of her window one last time before finding herself awake in her room. she's probably spent ~2 weeks in there. they are themselves again! as their nightmares stat dropped and mae became less paranoid, a melancholy took it's place, though (she just has melancholy 1).

well, on she goes. more promenading ensues, a few cards are drawn, and she regains some stats from the rat she talked to. she also befriends an urchin kid.

eventually, on intercepting courier routes, she snatches a brown letter containing blackmail on a journalist. he sells it for something more practical - the heartless route, where they gain 2 heartless (a quirk, similar to melancholy).

(steadfast is gained later - subtle is from drinking some healing stuff from a bottle and following the instructions exactly. this is what brought her wounds down to 1.)

later, she meets that same journalist, and does a few jobs for him with her stealthiness. she then tracks him down, growing suspicious, as his newspaper's never shown up anywhere, and what use does he have for the info she's getting? he's found doing some boring stuff, but she does overhear him at a bar, talking about his clients and other things, that basically proved mae right. she's then contacted by a different journalist for a different newspaper - she gets some findings, but what use do they have for this, either? in the end, she tracks both of them down to a fighting ring, where they laugh about their dimwitted employers... among other things (i forgor). she learns their secrets and plans to use the knowledge somehow, rather than blackmail them for money.

in the meantime, she's had a drink with someone, having a toast to the cheery man, ruthless but a man of his word. here is where she gains 2 steadfast!

she's currently area-diving, planning an escapade through the lower stairs for valuables. it's not done yet, though.

and that's all for her so far! personality-wise, they're quite eccentric, with a few friends both animal and human. they're outgoing and friendly (or at least polite), but their voice has an eerie quality to it that may turn some people away. they struggle with their words sometimes, too.

beyond that, though, she's quite stealthy, adjusting well to spite. she's even become a bit heartless, disconnected from those around her. honestly, that nightmare realm trip may have affected her more than it seems.

behind all of it, though, is... an odd melancholy. like the fog of her dreams that not even she can see through. perhaps it's something she's forgotten.

we all got that home with an indescribable sadness /ref