#dl fanfiction

[lovely-oh-so-lovelyyui]

Toxic till the End DL AU PT 1

I am not someone who knows much about K-Pop. I've really liked the new Rosé stuff though especially her album rosie? In further pondering I can’t help but want to point out how perfect of a face cast it would make for Yui Komori.

Like the make up style is exactly what I envision from Yui, not too bold but blush heavy shiny, youthful makeup. With the douyin type lip gloss AND her ringlets were absolutely perfect. Like tell me that’s not Yui.

So obviously with the singles roll out, I think the last one was “toxic till the end” and it’s such a nostalgic pop sound I missed and the cinematography is everything in the video so I just wanted to write some Human/Idol AU diabolik lovers headcanons based off it. It has been a while since i’ve written anything so bare with me pls. Love u xoxo

I added more disclaimers whilst I was writing this but I have something planned for the other brothers too and something from Ayato’s pov so if this looks a bit unfinished trust there’s more. Lemme know which brothers you want because this AU has ran away from me and become literally massive

So in the human au I’d still say Yui is raised in a church, but she’s super cute right so she gets street recruited by a company and she’s not like a major super popstar but since she was a teenager she does little commercials, dance trends, magazine shoots

She grows quite famous online for her innocent, kind of whimsical, head in the clouds imagery alongside her very pious upbringing I suppose like how Adriana Lima used to say before she was a VS angel she wanted to be a nun.

She used to be in her church choir and eventually her company moves her from just modelling/trainee to being put together with some girls in an idol group.

It doesn’t work out, idk maybe the company doesn’t think there’s enough chemistry within the group dynamics or it didn’t rake in enough money. Anyways Sakamaki Corporations ( see what I did) tell Yui they consider sending her to an Idol Show for more popularity because they think she has potential as a soloist

Uhhhh this is the bit where you can tell all my idol knowledge is completely made-up and from vague conversations with my friends.

I believe sometimes idols are sent abroad? Or maybe sent to accommodations to be kept safe and hidden while they train. So she’s sent to “Sakamaki Mansion” because of her father and the CEO of Sakamaki Corps. were old friends or at least that’s what she’s told.

I don’t want to make the boys live with her…but I’m cooking here #trust

She goes to the same school as them. I think that can stay the same, especially because it’s a night school for idols.

Ciao.

Anyways this is where I think we can insert the toxic till the end music video.

I'm also aging them up so Yui meets Ayato on the precipice of 18 because they plan for her to debut at 18/19.

I will also be incorporating some of the visuals from the actual video

So Yui in her last couple of teenage years is driving (in my country you can drive at 17 don’t question it) back from school to her mansion, where she sees this scrawny boy on the side of the road, with a gym bag swung over his shoulder and a broken bike at his side. She slows down because of his hair.

Yes Ayato is one of the most handsome men she’s ever seen in her life but his hair is in a buzz and it's pink!! And she loves the colour pink!

(again visuals people do you see my vision)

So obviously she says yes and brings him home with her, like this is a little miss romantic and Ayato is her peter pan almost. All her life is routine and lessons and he creeps in all mischief and cheshire cat smirks and she’s smitten.

Ayato is obviously enamoured with her, she’s just so cute and she sincerely seems to care about him. And they make a good pair like the perfect young love.

Ayato with his buzz, scruffy uniform and bad boy reputation who goes everywhere on his skateboard but keeps his hand in the backpocket of his sweet, bubbly church choir/idol trainee gf. They’re a vision to see.

At first he’s quite secretive and he explains to her his family is quite dysfunctional and messed up. Even though they go to the same school he sets up rules like they’re not allowed to ever talk to each other in school and she should absolutely never talk to his brothers and they can’t go on public dates.

At first my little romantic (her rose-tinted glasses paired with actual rose coloured eyes mean all those red flags look like big love hearts) Yui is quite miffed because this is her first ever boyfriend and she really loves him and he’s soooooo charming to her. But it works out quite well because she gets to keep her good student, scandal free rap sheet. And her bf

She knows how fucked up his home life is so sometimes he’ll run away and come live with her and it’s literally a dream for her. It’s so domestic, they have picnic dates in the rose gardens, they swim together in the lake and cuddle up together on warm summer nights whilst gazing at the stars.

Ayato loves holding her hands, kissing her and he always seems to be wanting to touch her in some way or the other. They cook together, or she’s baking something because he keeps getting her to cheat on her diet, convincing her they’ll burn the calories in a different way. And sometimes after school they’ll meet up in the woods to walk home wrapped up in each other and he teaches her all kinds of things, from smoking and drinking to stealing her first kiss. He carries her around like she’s nothing, and he can be so romantic to an annoying teenage boy but she doesn’t care because she’s never been this carefree. He gives her Tiffany rings, and other expensive gifts, dresses her in his clothes, and doesn't want anything from her but her staying beside him. For her first ever exposure to love this is peak romance, his promises of her successful debut and him becoming an athlete where he’s successful enough to openly tell everyone to back off because that’s his girl.

It's a random Thursday where he’s staying over and Yui has fresh flowers and candles lit all over the house. It’s just been a good week, she’s a little tired from practice but Ayato has been an absolute darling. Massaging her legs (it turns into him groping her whilst she giggles trying to get away), he brought some fast food, made an absolute fool of himself falling into the pond and finding out she can’t swim.

So they spent an afternoon where she basically clung onto his shoulders and him wrapping his hands around her waist, whispering into her ears and then he’s teasing her for how red she is. It’s been bliss. They are sat by the fire, he’s in loose sweats and he realises she’s wearing one of his boxers and tanks but it starts raining outside and she flinches at thunder.

I think this is a pivotal moment in their relationships in the warm amber glow, where Yui opens up about being an orphan and hating the thunder because the day her parents left her there was a storm.

Ayato in turn pulls her close, and he’s so close she can feel his breath on her cheeks his hands are around her ears as he’s slowly caressing her cheek telling her she’s fine and he’s here for him. This is her “oh. Oh.” moment because she’s so in love with this boy and she knows it’s him or nothing.

And she can see it in his eyes when he starts opening up about his bruises and how sometimes he lies about them being from skateboarding accidents. When they tell this story much much later everyone assumes Ayato kisses her. What they don’t know is all Yui knew in that moment is that she never wanted to see her beautiful boyfriend so sad again so she leans in to initiate their first kiss.

That's history…or the beginning of the end.

[wintermoonwritings]

BLOODY NIGHT~

(Photo Edited by @wintermoonwritings)

Type: Fanfiction, PART 1, A small spoiler, not the full story.

Game this fanfic is based on: Diabolik lovers, Haunted Dark Bridal

Theme: Dark

TW: Brutal biting scenes, mentions of death etc. Not that dark but still read at your own risk.

Yui's POV:-

I walk home in the cold winter month of December, taking the longer path just to avoid him. Didn't even take the limousine just to avoid him.... finding excuses to stay longer at school, now, as it is almost morning, I hope he is asleep. He has been acting weird these days. It could be because full moon is to come soon but.... he has never been so out of control.... my whole body is covered in bite marks and I would have surely died if Ayato hadn't interviened at the last moment....

Suddenly all I see is .....red.

I had almost reached home when suddenly I see him... looking down at me from the rooftop, his eyes show pure madness... he almost looks hysterical!!! I-I NEED TO RUN!

I turn around, running as fast as I could to find a safe space when someone came behind me and spoke in my ear.

Bitch chan~

[tafferling]

Dying Light: Monsters, We.

a fan fiction | Season Two | Blood from Stone

Chapter 6: The Fish Eye

In which Aiden sets foot into a proper urban city for the first time (that he can remember) and Kyle works up the courage to feel a bit or relief.

>> Read on Ao3 <<

This is primarily a transition chapter introducing the Fish Eye as a setting and letting our heroes meet Frank and Lawan.

[elliotts-personal-property]

Alright it’s settled y’all are getting a one shot!!

I’m hoping to have it out tomorrow, we’re currently 2,900 words deep and I’ve only got a little more to add. I just wanna fix it up and make it all nice and pretty before I post it here.

Hey y’all how would we feel about getting a Joe one shot??

I have an idea in mind because I was listening to this song I love and like that… BAM inspiration hit me.

I’ve never posted any of my writing on here so that’s a bit scary but… if y’all are interested I will.

[midnight-glasses]

Can you do Reiji body headcanons, please🙏!!

This headcanon clearly inspired by @/dialovers-lover-xoxo check out her post!

☕ — Since he always wears gloves, Reiji's hands are very soft and smooth when you touch them. Additionally, he always keeps his nails trimmed.

☕ — He doesn't have many body hairs, but where he does, they are located in very specific places and not in abundance. He has a decent amount of hair mainly in the armpits and a bit in the abdomen region, extending down to the pelvis, and a little hair on his legs. They are almost imperceptible, but when you touch them, you can feel them.

☕ — Reiji has a thin torso and waist, but his body is well-toned and even muscular to a certain extent. He has more physical structure than Laito but is not as muscular as Ayato.

☕ — I'll be bold in stating this, but I like to entertain the idea of Reiji having inverted nipples. He tends to be very self-conscious about this and is unlikely to be shirtless around anyone.

☕ — Reiji has an upright and elegant posture, reflecting his refined upbringing and his sense of superiority over his other brothers.

☕ — His hair is tidy and impeccable; when you run your hand through it, you can notice that it's very silky and soft, with an aroma similar to that of fine herbs.

☕ — Reiji's feet are small and elegant, a feature he doesn't particularly like. Perhaps he's a little insecure or overly self-conscious about it, but it adds a certain grace to his overall demeanor.

☕ — He has broad, well-defined shoulders. If he ever allowed himself to wear a tank top, he would look great in it.

☕ — Reiji's skin is smooth and flawless, with hardly any noticeable hair or texture. It feels similar to the skin of a peach when you touch it, smooth and soft like a makeup sponge.

☕ — His fingers are long and agile, perfect for manipulating delicate objects with surgical precision.

☕ — Reiji's legs are long and slender, with an athletic appearance without being overly muscular.

☕ — His eyebrows are thin and well-shaped, curving gently over his eyes. Speaking of his eyes, they are not as feline as Laito's eyes; they are softer, though they narrow when he is angry.

☕ — Reiji has piercing and deep eyes, with irises of a dark hue that tend to shine brightly when he is excited.

☕ — His chin is slightly square.

☕ — Reiji maintains an upright and proud posture, with his torso tilted slightly forward when he is concentrating on something, giving him an air of determination and focus.

☕ — His skin on his arms and forearms is smooth and pale, without visible imperfections. As mentioned earlier, he is not the prime example of physical strength, but one cannot say that his combat abilities are atrophied. He knows how to use his strength and fighting skills when necessary.

☕ — Reiji's ears are not prominent, discreetly framed by his tidy hair, and they lie close to his head.

☕ — His nose is straight and thin, with a slightly upturned tip. The nostrils are defined, and the nose line is smooth and symmetrical

☕ — Reiji's buttocks are subtly defined beneath his clothing. He often opts for loose-fitting clothes that slightly accentuate the curvature of his hips. (I like to think so, again these are just headcanons, don't judge me by the thought)

☕ — Reiji's lips are thin and well-defined. When he smiles, you can notice some dimples appearing on his cheeks.

☕ — His smile is often restrained and calculated, revealing just enough to convey confidence and, occasionally, a sardonic streak of humor. His thin, well-designed lips contribute to the balanced aesthetic of his smile, the dimples in his cheeks only appear when he is very excited and cannot contain himself.

☕ — Reiji's teeth are white and straight, with slightly more pronounced canines.

☕ — Reiji has a gentle expression line between his eyebrows. This line, known as a forehead furrow or “worry lines”, is subtle but noticeable when he is focused or deeply reflecting on something.

☕ — When nervous, he has the habit of sawing his teeth or biting his lower lip, sometimes it is possible to see evidence of this, especially after moments of stress.

☕ — Reiji has a small dark mole on the inner side of his left ring finger, just like his uncle.

☕ — He has a long, slender neck

☕ — Reiji has a subtle scent of woody notes and spices.

☕ — He has a habit of combing his hair with his fingers when he's nervous, he tends to do it in a very ritualistic way.

☕ — In addition to being deep, Reiji's voice is engaging and melodic, captivating the attention of whoever listens.

☕ — When he is thoughtful or concentrated, Reiji may frown slightly or purse his lips.

All my written content is original, however, I do not claim ownership of the characters depicted. ©2024-Present.

[magicpiano]

AU where Von Karma kills Miles instead of Gregory

Manfred Von Karma just got a dent in his perfect record. Gregory Edgeworth almost took away the thing that mattered most to him. Isn't it only fair that he destroy what matters most to Gregory in return? Besides when that elevator opened it became obvious that the child was the one to shoot him in the shoulder. Turnabout is fair play, right?

So Gregory lives, but his son is dead and despite being the only possible suspect, Yanni Yogi gets away with it. His son's murderer walks free, so Gregory quits his job as a defense attorney. It is hard to believe in what he does anymore.

His life is mostly quiet— lonely. He doesn't really talk to his friends anymore. He doesn't do much of anything anymore. He does some kind of boring law work, like property law or contracts or something and everyday he goes home to an empty house.

Until one day he gets a call from his dead son's best friend. You see Phoenix Wright has been accused of murder.

Phoenix lost his taste for defense attorneys when one got his best friend's murderer off, and somewhere along the line he decided he wanted to become a prosecutor. He wanted to be the best prosecutor so that no guilty party ever got away with murder again. That goal led him to the court house one day, and led him to meeting his current girlfriend. Then it led to a murder accusation.

No, Phoenix doesn't quite like defense attorneys, but... He still remembers how Miles saved him that day. He remembers how Miles talked about his father the same way he talked about the Steal Samurai. Like he was a hero. And right now, Phoenix really needs a hero. Who else would he trust with his life?

Gregory hasn’t defended anyone in years. He is out of hope and out of practice, but Phoenix won't accept anyone else. For all that he has given up years ago, he can't let Miles' friend down. Because Phoenix is one of the only people still alive that remembers Miles— that still cares about him. Because in all the pictures where Miles was smiling the brightest, Phoenix was next to him. Because Miles thought Gregory was a hero. He isn't. He couldn't even save his own son, but maybe, just maybe he can save his son's friend.

But you see this girl named Mia Fey really wants this case. Phoenix might not want her as his defense attorney, but that won't stop her. She is going to be Gregory's co-council on this case whether he wants her or not.

And they win of course, but Gregory nearly has a heart attack when Phoenix eats a glass bottle of poison because he can't lose him too— But he is fine. Heartbroken, but fine. And Gregory had saved him.

For the first time in years he has a purpose again.

Mia has a case she is working on, and wouldn't you know it, Gregory is actually kind of involved. So she leaves her job with Grossberg and joins Gregory as he restarts his defense agency.

He starts taking cases again— he starts helping people again. He reconnects with the friends he has been ignoring for years, like Ray. He helps Phoenix study for his law exams. He researches that case with Mia. He starts to live again.

Mia is researching a dangerous case, a long history of blackmail and extortion. If she didn't have help it would have taken twice as long, if she didn't have help maybe she would have died. But she did have help. Gregory wasn't going to let anyone use his son's death as a weapon to hurt others, including the Fey family's reputation.

They find their evidence, press charges and wouldn't you know it, they have a prosecutor on their side, one who is not afraid of Redd White’s threats. Working together, Phoenix wins the case and gains a lot of fame for it.

(And when Larry is accused of murder, Gregory takes that case too, all the while laughing at what troublesome friends his son had.)

All of this is a problem for Von Karma, because Gregory is a very good defense attorney. Phoenix might have been the one to prosecute Redd White, but Von Karma knows where all the evidence came from.

Gregory wasn't a problem when he was depressed and not practicing law, but now all of a sudden he is gaining a name for himself again. He took down Redd White. He is winning cases and someday they might just face off against each other again. And if Von Karma isn't careful, Gregory just might win.

Gregory is the one person capable of beating Von Karma which is why he needs to be dealt with.

Maybe Gregory should have ignored a letter from Robert Hammond, but how could he? The man got his son's murderer off the hook! And so Hammond dies, and Gregory is arrested, but things don't turn out how Von Karma thought they would.

Gregory has a lot of friends who all help him investigate, and Mia has learned a lot under Gregory, and Phoenix has been running around looking for files from the prosecutor's side, and Gumshoe likes Gregory way more than Von Karma and helps in any way he can, and Ray has been doing everything he can to help too. Because while Von Karma has a legacy of victory, Gregory has a legacy of love.

And when Von Karma is arrested for Miles Edgeworth's murder, Phoenix turns to him and promises to be the prosecutor for his trial. He became a prosecutor because his best friend didn't get justice, but he isn't going to let that happen a second time.

It is not a happy ending. For Gregory, the only happy ending would be if his son was still alive.

But he has a reason to live again. There are always bad days, but he has friends who won't let him wallow too long. Every day he helps people, and when he visits Miles' grave he finally has stories to tell.

Phoenix is talking about routing out corruption in the prosecutor's office. For all that it sounds like an impossible task, Gregory thinks Phoenix might even be able to pull it off.

Miles used to think his father was a hero. Gregory isn't that, not by a long shot, but... He hopes he can be half the man his son believed he was.

[krispycreamcake]

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[callmeklair]

declaration

[A/N: I know this chapter is short, only around 2k words, but I promise next one will be longer and updated as soon as possible as my schedule is almost stabilized now]

Chapter seven

“I’d rather not know.”

“so this is where you guys are. such a drag.” 

Yui has never been happier in her life until now to see Shu. what a right timing! 

“Shu-san!” yes she was very happy. 

“drop it, you guys left me alone to deal with all that troublesome nonsense, I had to use my precious stored energy to wave them off. how are you gonna compensate for it?” Shu glared at them, but too lazy. He really had to go around the circles to dodge those noisy girls. 

“well the girls targeted you, so as you said, just remove the root of the problem, we ran away.” Shin hmphed as he was feeling tired, maybe because he felt relaxed after a really long time. 

“Let's go home Yui, I'm tired. We can buy the dress another day” Shu said as he had enough. It was a long day for him.

“hmm what is that?” Shin ignored Shu and asked Yui, as he pointed at a ice cream van having a poster of ‘new nuts & crunch scoop’ 

the word nuts always attracted him.

“oh… looks like a new flavour of ice cream containing nuts. it looks delicious” Yui answered. 

“of course it will, after all it's nuts. I’ll go get it” Shin ran to the van before his favourite flavour got sold out. 

Yui watched how his strawberry hair bounced as he happily ran away like a child. 

‘Does a wolf eat cereal? That also nut flavoured?’ She peeked at the animal as her eyes softened when she noticed it’s fur color. At first it was dark so she didn’t notice but it’s pink at a near glance. Baby pink? No strawberry pink? No, it's ginger pink, just like Shin. What’s weird is that the wolf also has an eye-patch like him.

…

Over and over again she has been ignoring the signs. 

Why are founders suddenly quiet? It's been a little while since their last attack.

‘I'd rather not know’

“Let’s go Shu-san” without waiting, she left. 

– Yui's room, Sakamaki mansion:

This is so unfair… just when she was finally happy… or maybe she is just overthinking it. Maybe the founders are planning something big that’s why they suddenly went quiet. 

Yui tremblingly hugged her wolf plushie resembling Shin to ward off all the negative thoughts and fall asleep in this mess.

She thought she’ll at least be at peace in her dreams, but no, she suddenly found herself in school infirmary with the same ringing noise like in those other dreams. But this time there was someone standing in front of her. 

“No need- bother- it’ll be unnec-sary- to return ‘home’ -anymore”

“now- my pro-rty

“Don’t compa- to them- i’m a founde- **i* **u****mi” 

the ringing noise was starting to become louder and the cut off sentences were beginning to disappear. Even the unknown man faded into thin air. 

She was now totally surrounded by darkness, alone, with the ringing noise…. and an inaudible echo.

“Eve.. are y**- rem****ring?” 

– Dungeon, Tsukinami mansion:

Waking up in the dungeon after a long time was not in Shin’s to-do-list after having a good time with Yui.

It was hazy and all he remembers is coming home to his angry brother and ending up in the dungeon. 

“You are finally awake, Shin?” 

Speak of the devil. The word Shin was highlighted coldly and he knew what it meant. Taking a deep breath, he slowly looked up.

“....”

Carla narrowed his eyes and put a hand over his forehead, sweeping the bangs, while looking at his younger brother.

“Over and over again you had enough opportunities to capture her and bring her here, yet you decided not to. Are you waiting for the eclipse to get over?”

Low angry voice. Shin isn't surprised. 

“Nii-san I… I was trying to win her trust so that she won’t be a nuisance initially-”

“It's not needed. Her trust is not needed, she’ll be a nuisance anyways. We bring her here, cleanse her blood and continue our lineage.”

“5 days. I’m giving you 5 days to bring her here before I myself decide to interfere in this troublesome matter.”

Without giving Shin a chance to speak, Carla left the dungeon to let his brother continue his punishment.

5 days… the prom is also in 5 days, what a coincidence or not. His brother is smart enough to know that the prom party will be the perfect time to take her away. The vampires won’t be able to notice immediately among a bunch of students as their senses are weak.

It’s frustrating. Maybe he should have caught her on day one. 

“Thank you Shin-kun for protecting me”

Shin still remembers how she thanked him for protecting her in the dispute with the abusive boy at the rooftop on day one. During the whole tour she was down and numb. Her words were void of emotions when explaining the school layout. It felt off, even though he shouldn’t have cared, it still bothered him. What hell has she been living in with those vampires?

How ironic… that’s what he and his brother were gonna do to her, they were going to put her through the same hell and just like he said previously he shouldn’t have cared about her well being. Their only goal was their lineage.

Empathy doesn’t exist in demons.

but…

“cause… I wanted to be alone with you.” 

The way she blushed from those simple words. Her ears and cheeks red, just like a tomato. It was cute. Every single time they met and were alone, he started to see improvement in her complexion. At first he viewed that as a good point as it’ll be easy to conceive with that healthy body of hers but soon he forgot his own purpose. He just wanted to be with her. It has been so long since he felt genuinely alive. 

But it was all going to end soon.

–Rooftop, Ryoutei Academy:

Unknowingly, the rooftop has become a safe spot for Yui. the cool breeze calmed her as she sat on the floor, hugging her knees and looking at the full red moon. Everybody has their own secret spot and for Yui, it’s the school rooftop. It might not be a secret like other’s spot but it’s her comfort.

This place holds her memories with Shin. 

And right now she is too deep down in the hole she has dug herself. It was from day one. She had a chance, a chance to take Shu’s hand while she fell in the shallow pit, but instead she took the shovel called Shin and kept digging more like an idiot thinking another path will open which will be safer, unknowingly caging herself the deeper she went as the light slowly disappeared above her. And now, the reliable shovel is broken too. 

There was… a cracking noise within her. 

There’s gotta be a fix. Every problem always has a fix. Right?

“What are you doin’ here?” 

Her ears perked up from the voice beside her and she saw Shin sitting beside her in the same way she is.

“J-just enjoying the view” 

Silence befell between them. Unlike previously she didn’t strike up random conversation to waive the awkward air around them. 

Shin glanced at her complexion from side eye and it looked paler. 

“Why are you here?” without even looking at him, she asked. She was too exhausted. 

He hesitated for a moment, his throat feeling dry, like he was scared.

“I came to ask if you want to… bunk the school to go out with me?”

“What?!” His words brought her back to her senses as she looked at him bewildered while he gave his signature smirk.

[fangsforiris]

Little sneak peak to the 5th ch of “in canopy beds, find porcelain blues.”

“After the first week, Ayato was almost certain that all of it; the harboured feelings, the cooped up room, the messy display, was all a ploy to get back at Reiji. That Shuu would grow bored of his charade and pull a ‘you thought’ on them. As if he was to cosplay and mimic Ayato and Laito. After the two weeks, he grew uncertain of his past certainty.

By the month mark he realized that perhaps this would become the new normal. No more bothering Shuu, no more waiting for him to reply to Ayato’s stickled demands, and most certainly goodbye to passing the older boy by on his quick stroll around the house as the blond lounged on the couch. It was as if all remnants of Shuu started to slowly disappear, from the coats left untouched on the hangers, now being put away and shoved into lousy storage containers, to the once clean black dress shoes now collecting dust in the closet. Not even a light hum would be present whenever one would choose to waltz by him, now opting for a complete and utter poignant silence. Silence never became so wearing, Shuu’s presence never became so faint.

Shuu was slowly disappearing, trace marks being gone without a second thought as he lay frozen in his room. Time may have stopped for the blond, but it certainly ran wild for everyone else on the outside. Ayato couldn’t say for certain, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t the least bit worried. It wasn’t like Shuu to leave a song unfinished, it wasn't like him to abandon the project altogether. But perhaps it was this that allowed him to realize his mistake.

Ayato didn’t know Shuu, and neither did anyone else.

Shuu was an enigma.”

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[lovely-oh-so-lovelyyui]

are we alive?

a conversation between azusa and yui and the beginning of a very long relationship

“Eve.”

These two, a maiden and a youth, were there

Gazing—the one on all that was beneath

Fair as herself—but the boy gazed on her;

And both were young, and one was beautiful:

And both were young—yet not alike in youth.

As the sweet moon on the horizon's verge,

The maid was on the eve of womanhood;

The boy had fewer summers, but his heart

Had far outgrown his years, and to his eye

There was but one beloved face on earth,

And that was shining on him; he had looked

Upon it, till it could not pass away;

He had no breath, no being, but in hers:

She was his voice; he did not speak to her,

But trembled at her words; she was his sight,

For his eye followed hers, and saw with hers,

Which coloured all his objects;—he had ceased

To live within himself: she was his life

The Dream - Lord Byron

Sage green looked rotten and tasteless in the dim room, something in the air so stale it felt suffocating.

Someone was watching her.

Of course, she knew when someone watched her, by now that horrible feeling had settled deep in her chest whilst she broke out in cold sweat and her hands felt so cold she couldn’t remember if she was still living her accursed life.

Except for this time her hummingbird heart hadn’t a clue where she was or who her captor was, perhaps if she was lucky his sadism would win and this would be the last time her tremoring figure would open her eyes again.

“Eve”

It was a timid whisper but held eerie stability to it, she could laugh right now. How long had it been since she had heard of something so pure, since she was chipped away at in that monotonous way, degraded and dehumanised? Maybe she too had become twisted now? After all, it sickened her to hear him say that, God knows why.

The poor little lamb couldn’t even consider how much it would come to hate hearing that little nickname in the weeks to come; but really it should’ve considered it by now, after all every other crevice of her being had been sullied.

Who would put it against her monsters to create that pavlovian terror when it came to the mother of her kind?

The terror of stepping into a place she once considered a sacred sanctuary?

“Are you awake?”

There really was no point in hesitating, she would at least like the dignity of seeing the face of her new executioner.

Oh, he was beautiful. They always were, weren’t they?

Except he actually looked like he had danced upon the veil of the material and supernatural, twirling as he pleased to either side sometimes with a human partner or sufficiently content with partaking in the revelries of the dead.

He was the sickly one, she had seen him once before when they tried to introduce themselves to her although she was pretty sure it was out of pretentious curtsey, it was pretty obvious she was on the brink of passing out. Her health only deteriorated the longer she spent time here, he too had looked oddly feeble. Some dying part of her had felt sympathy for him with his scars and haphazard bandages but she pushed it away not willing to step in a potential landmine, not now at least. The twisted empathy within her would win eventually though.

It seemed the bandage was still around his throat, maybe all vampires didn’t heal as quickly as she thought.

“Eve, are you always so warm?”

Turning her attention back to him she thought of how she could direct this away, in all her observations the conversations where she was brought up the least had always made her cry less, choking back silent wails in case her misery attracted the circling sharks.

“ Well I think I’m pretty normal in terms of human warmth..ehm…”

“Mukami Azusa”

“Of course Azusa-kun”

Even she felt how nauseatingly plastic that had sounded, not to mention the state of her voice.

A glass appeared in front of her, it seemed he too had noticed the unnatural raspiness, but she was still hesitant.

“Go on eve, that man said we have to take good care of you” that itself ignited the dull anxiousness that now lay in wait in her bones. The water could either be spiked with something, or her head could be spiked on a stick and placed outside this mansion if she denied him.

She took the glass, in robotic motions, sipping and trying to calm her fluttering heart.

“Can I sit with you Eve?” she wondered if she told him to leave her be how bad the repercussions would be, she hated this most, when they could pretend she had choices and she would smile like a dull doll agreeing.

“Of course Azusa-kun. At least her voice sounded a little better, though she didn’t expect him to sit right next to her - she had yet to lift her eyes to look at him but she had a feeling he would still be staring at her. Could you perhaps tell me what day it is?” oh well, she pushed her luck now.

“It’s Sunday - you’ve been sleeping for a while, Eve. But don’t worry Ruki didn’t let any of us suck your blood whilst you were out” now that had her raising her head.

Oh my, he really was pretty. But that’s not what was important right now, what did he mean no one had sucked her blood in nearly 3 days? She couldn’t even fathom what it would take for that to happen.

She tried to stop the debilitated hope from within her to start. But looking at him now, pity surged back into her veins.

It was a pathological fright, they had the same pallid sheen and sunken eyes - she had never seen a vampire with such colour in them. Was it washed out and macabre? Yes. but it was colour.

He had soft lilac eyes they were lulling with silver embedded around his pupil, an odd wisdom in them framed by dark lashes - his eyes, whilst sunken almost seemed charming, completed his tired and humbly handsome features. He had a sharp scar across his nose, quite old from the looks of it and his ivory face was framed by dark locks that faded into a sage silver. But it was the little things, unlike the vampires she had seen before his veins were apparent, green and a little blue from his delicate wrist up to his elbows, the tip of his aristocratic nose the slightest bit red, and the wine-coloured bruises peeking out just under his collar - there were older bruises too especially around his wrists, pale yellow and a weak green.

She felt both melancholic and petrified. His poor state made her want to hold his gangly, frail frame that looked like it could be snapped like china and tell him everything would be fine. On the other hand, no matter how hard she tried to deny it there was the undeniable glint of fangs between his dusky rose lips - if this was the state of a vampire how long did she have?

“ hey eve, are you alive?”

what.

what.

what, why why why?

why had he asked that?

She didn’t know what it was, perhaps she truly was dead now and all those days Ayato would come to see her after she had stabbed herself were a dream. Figures. He had been too nice.

Jesus christ why was she so blue?

Didn’t it mean good things if she no longer existed, even if she would lose everything?

But tomorrow might start sounding like a good thing again. When she would open her eyes in her childhood bed, with her 14-year-old flower-printed sheets, and the sun barely peeking through, the floor would be freezing instead of the plush warmth of the carpet she had grown used to. She could water her plants and eat breakfast wrapped in her comforter because her father wasn’t home, turn on whichever vinyl she wanted as loud as she wanted and started doing her chores. She could dress up and head to town, without hearing jeering remarks and wanting to wrap herself into a tiny, tiny particle where she didn’t have to acknowledge her ugliness and hide.

Looking into his eyes he seemed to patiently wait for her answer.

“I don’t know Azusa-kun, what brought this on? I think I'm perfectly alive.” sweat dripped down her nape.

He tilted his head, his feathery locks moving with him.

“Ne… Eve did you know… you look a lot like me? At least what I used to look like…to tell you I don’t think I am alive. What is it like to be alive?”

Stop. stop it. He had to be doing this on purpose.

“ I don't think being alive is something we can control, can we? I think we’re just meant to pass through our days like plants, simply growing steadily and unaware of the conditions we were given till our time is over in God’s ineffable plan.”

His laugh was a gentle, macabre thing like the last few flutters of a bird who was running out of life. She liked it. She liked it a lot. She didn’t like him though.

“Is it true …you grew up in a church? I thought… that man was… being funny” she knew better than to get offended by now.

“ Yes I did. I was left at the church’s orphanage but my father chose to raise me alongside him at the monastery.”

His eyes grew a bit bigger at that, and he giggled, she really liked making him giggle. It was such a soft sound.

“You really are…like me. I grew up…in an… orphanage too.”

She was starting to think who cared if he was a killer, she liked how he spoke to her, about her, what was the worst that could happen to a girl like her. A mousy ugly girl like her.

She had never been beautiful, but after her blood was taken daily she looked like a corpse, her spine jutted out awkwardly and her hair would fall out, it felt like straw and would get greasy so quickly, and random bruises would appear on her. She had heard it all.

Yet here he was still looking at her as if he had to handle her with care, she didn’t know when he had raised his calloused hands, the pad of his thumb lightly brushing away the tears she didn’t even know she was letting out. He brought it up to his lips and licked it. It should be absurd to her but she wanted to know what he was doing.

“Even…your tears are…sweet.”

All she could do was gape, as he gently picked her up and wrapped himself around her pulling her blanket over her freezing knobbly knees.

“It’s okay Eve…you should…sleep more. And like an afterthought -if you really miss them I’m sure Ruki will let you see them at school.” she had no hesitance nodding her head, never wanting to leave this cocoon he made, burying into him. After all, what was the worst that could happen to a girl like her? Happiness was fleeting, she would take whatever little moments she could get.

[tangleddd]

"What's this?" she asked suddenly. "Huh?" he asked, without moving. "On my ring." she said, shifting slightly and forcing him to look. He saw her adjusting the ring minutely. "It looks like…dates. Did you have this engraved?" He nodded as Louise narrowed her eyes and read the tiny print of the date aloud. "03.12.09" Biting her lip, Louise studied the date and Damon could tell by the way the colour drained from her face when she remembered the when. "Damon, this is…we weren't even together yet." Tangled Diaries 4.01 'Growing Pains'

[dlthedescent]

Happy 5th Anniversary to Descent Blog

Hiya followers!

It's five years since I made this side blog for my Dying Light fanfic but technically, a year younger than when I first published it on FFN and AO3. And for those 6 years in total, I cannot thank enough of the support and love for something that I started with "I see the potential in the story, I want to write it, I'm gonna write it or so help me."

And here we are. Ahahaha, no end in sight. please send he-

I didn't have anything planned for an anniversary. But the best I can give is some updates coming:

Two chapters will be uploaded next week (as long as no hiccup from life), one being the intermission chapter and one starting the Harran Arc. Yes, it's finally coming.

Another minor thing I've been doing on the side is giving another overhaul cleanup on the previous chapters. While I'm in a neverending cycle with errors and grammar mistakes, hah, this is to streamline the writing a bit more. I've written so much over the years and started planning out something original to challenge myself as a writer, I wanted to put my skills to the test in cleaning up the old chapters. As well as make way for more creative thoughts in newer chapters, especially with expectations on my thoughts of how the Beast DLC may go. Would some plots be nicely connected and what could I further explore, bringing from the old to a new Descent 2 fanfic (TBW) in the future, etc.

The changes aren't gonna be too massive in changing the story, the plot will remain the same. You just will see that word count be a bit shorter than like...over a million words in total or something.

There are some things also cooking in the background but they're too early or rough to talk about it at this time. But for now, again thank you for reading and rereading and enjoy Descent. I wouldn't have gotten this far, without you guys.

[office-to-fantasy]

TW // Hello how are you? Hope you are well, if your mailbox//question is open, is it okay to order?

I read this post about Ruki, can you write part one? I mean, I wrote before where he wants s/o to talk to him after he broke it, I want you to write how he breaks it like you did with Reiji and Shu, if you don't mind?

In the end, he finds that he has exaggerated his reaction//regret, so he decides to treat her wounds and disagree every time, this time she lost the feeling of pain//does not feel the pain (he will not kill her)

Thank you very much, I love your writing💚♪

[Took me a while to get to it. Shorter than what I’m used to but I hope quality over quantity can apply here! Enjoy <3!]

Ruki Mukami x Fem!Reader

It had become unbearable. Every scratch he left felt like an eternal scar, something to remind you that you should’ve never gotten near him.

You winced, his fingers wrapping around your jaw so tightly you’d fear it’d break under his strength. Your eyes looked up at him, but it had been useless.

For weeks, those eyes were not the ones you’d fallen for.

They were cruel and hateful.

He jerked your face to the side, finally letting you go. It was a miracle he hadn’t broken your neck, but you definitely felt something pop.

“Ruki…” you began pleadingly, turning to him as you caught his eyes already on you, glaring at you. “Please…”

“Your pleas mean nothing when I already know of the disgusting acts you’ve done.” He picked up a long metal bar, walking towards you.

Your body shook, gripping the chains that held your wrists tightly. “I already told you, they forced themselves on me, please!!” You begged, your voice shaking with every word and rushing to get them out.

He’d seen the moment you were taken from him and tried to stop it, failing as he watched them drink from your neck…

And you just took it.

You really were just livestock.

You were so disgusting for letting them do that to you, he almost couldn’t even look at you. Knowing their teeth had ever sunk into your skin made him almost repulsed by you, but maybe if he punished you then you’d learn your lesson.

Maybe then you’d be his again.

His grip on the metal bar got tighter.

Perhaps it was my fault.

The thought was brief for him, but it was there.

No, her being taken was not my fault… it couldn’t have been…

You scrambled on the floor, your whole body aching from the bruising and the rough handling, but you had to… get away from him?

No…

Your heart ached, truly ached since the start of all this… despite every hit and every shove from him, you’d never once felt the want to get away from him. Your heart belonged to him and you never thought twice about it, until now.

You felt every part of you begging to be released from this, to get far away from him and whatever he was planning to do next. Anything to just be anywhere but in this moment.

Wasn’t it natural? To want to escape treatment like this? From someone who could hurt you like this? From someone who clearly didn’t love you anymore..?

Isn’t it natural to run from what hurts you?

To wish for escape?

To want better for yourself?

And despite your love for him, was it not much more cruel for him to do this to you than for you to decide you didn’t want to be treated this way?

Who was hurting who more? Really…

Your eyes looked up once more, as though using the last ounce of an energy you didn’t know you had left…

They looked into his; unloving, cold, and cruel.

A warm breath escaped your cracked lips, like a tired and shallow sigh after battle, it all disappeared in an instant.

The pain stopped.

It was peaceful enough to cry… but you couldn’t… not in the state you were in…

Everything was so quiet, and Ruki was there, but with that charming smile he’d give you when he was preparing to give you a night of fun.

It felt so nice.

But the bruise forming on your rib would be there, now, and whenever he'd need a reminder of what he’d done to you.

The metal clanged on the floor at your silence.

“Livestock?”

[grimalkinmessor]

"Oh this story is so realistic—!" WRONG that story is not realistic it is dark and dreary and DEPRESSING. Why is unending hopelessness and "there was nothing you could do" your standard for reality 😭💀

[hopeparziali]

Our story begins soon enough at AO3 and Wattpad🩷