#fantasy elements

[assassin1513]

🌸🌷Roses Fantasy🌷🌸

[corruptive-sinner]

I walk into the church and see him, the priest standing up, giving an empassioned sermon to a small crowd. As he scans the people there he pauses on me, stumbling his words ever so slightly.

I take a seat in the back behind everyone, so they can't see me. I never break eye contact and he attempts to ignore me unsuccessfully. I lick my lips dlowly once in a while whenever he looks in my dorection, flashing a fang here and there and maybe the split in my tongue. The Father attempts to continue as normally but it's obvious he's distracted as he forgets lines he just read, loses his train of thoughts and ends on a much timider note than his previous vigor.

The crowd disperses as he quickly exits his podium, scurrying with his eyes down to the confessjon booth. I walk over and take a seat inside.

"What is it you wish to confess my child." His voice calmer now, thinking a normal deciple is sitting next to him, one of his flock.

"I think you have some confessing, Father."

Even through the small openings I can tell he is struck slack jawed. Scared. Cornered.

"You saw me in the crowd, my presence scared you and yet, you ran here. As if you want me to-"

"Shut up, foul demon."

"Ah ah ah," I scold, "thats not very holy Father. Lying in a confessiom booth." I make a tutting sound with my mouth. His breathing is slow but deeper than before.

"You came in as well."

"Yes, but you know what I am. This is your little box, and instead of running, you brought me here."

He stays silent this time,

"Father, what have you been up to. Touching yourself again? Thinking of a demon ravishing you in your place of worship?"

"Nonsense," his breathing is labored now.

"What could a mouth as wet and warm do to you, how you wish to drop to your knees for me instead, beg me for forgiveness in the form of lustful sins." The Father lets out a small groan,

"Touch yourself Father, I know you wish to." And with that surprisingly he obeyed, usually it took more pushing than that. But I hear him unzip his pants and the muffled moans of the first few delicate touches of his neglected cock.

"Wow Father, you're such a whore. Giving yourself over so quickly? Did you even bother taking off your cross?"

"No, I won't, He will protect me," he gasps out quietly.

"You think you're defiant, but you commit more sins with it on." The small moans and cries are to much to take, I want to touch him myself. So I slip out of my side and slither into his.

His eyes are glossy with tears of shame but he looks at me with pleading eyes. His cock dribbles precum as I kneel down.

"Out of all the people who kneel in front of you, how many do you imagine are me?"

"N-none,"

"Yes, oh yes, I have," he pants. "Someone came in, they smelled of smoke, like you. I couldn't stand anywhere near him without your sinful voice in my head."

"Liar," I take his cock and his hands drop to grip the seat with such intensity as if it would buck him off. "now now, tell me the truth. You caved so easily so I know I've been on your filthy mind." I start slowly pumping his cock and spreading his precum around as lubrication. He makes a pathetic noise and leans his head back, one hand coming up to desperately cover his mouth.

That made me instantly electrified. I leaned in to lick the base of his cock to the head. Fangs exposed, forked tongue wrapping around as much as I could make it.

He muffles his cry as best he can, stiff all over and tears leaking from his eyes. His lust barley contained by restraint as I break it more and more.

I let out a small laugh at the pathetic man in front of me. A holy man so easily coerced into sinful acts, splayed out and panting as a demon licks his cock. And he wants this so bad, I'll just have to get him to admit it.

I pull away. "What do you want Father?"

He stays silent, only letting a small groan at the lack of contact.

"Use those gorgeous lips of yours like you do when you read the good book." I goad him on, hes so turned on if he doesn't cum it will be worse than Hell, and I plan on taking full advantage.

"Please," he barley mumbles out between his fingers.

I stand up, take his hand away from his mouth and repeat "Use." I trace my other hands pointer finger up his torso, "Your." I stop under his chin, "Words." I tilt his chin up so he looks me in the eyes.

"Please, do something, touch me, suck me off, ride me, let me touch you, I want you so bad. Please," the Father pleads, his voice shaky and barley above a whisper.

"That's my good boy." I purr leaning into his ear. He shakes and lets out another stiffled moan.

Pulling his collar out to get better acess, I graze my open mouth across his neck, barley letting my fangs make any contact. Licking softly when I find my sweet spot that makes him jump and biting there softly.

I whisper in his ear, "touch me Father, take what you want so badly." And he does, like a scared animal he slides his hands across my body. First starting at my back, stiff, nervous, then moving to hold my sides as I start sucking on his neck, I know I've hit a good spot when his grip tightens and I feel his perfectly manicured nails press into me.

He is full of surprises as he starts feeling my pants and fumbles with my belt. Rushed and desperate. I did say take what you want after all.

He pauses suddenly.

"Whats the matter Father? Scared?"

"No, may I please fuck you?" He looks up at me. Meets my eyes all om his own.

"Oh Father, you want to commit this sin? To fuck a demon and give into lust?"

"Yes, oh yes, please." He begs, rubbing circles into my hips with his anxious thumbs. He's nothing but endearing even when faced with me.

I lean down to kiss him, slipling my pants doen and straddling his lap, erection twitching beneath me. He kisses poorly, hands frozen partly mid air.

I laugh, "you have no clue what you're doing don't you? Here let me."

I slowly guide the kiss, he follows my lead, whenever my fangs snag on his lips or tongue he moans. Purposely going out of his way to lick my fangs until one too hard makes him bleed just barley. The pervert moans at that too. He's obsessed with my tongue as well, sliding in between it with his own.

Using my hands to move his I place one at my hips and his dominant hand I guide down to my cock and opening.

"Feel my cock and how wet I am, play with me and you'll be rewarded."

"You're already a reward." He says suddenly, ducking his head when he realizes he said that outloud. But he doesn't pull his hands away.

He feels my cock's head carefully, inquisitivly. I rock my hips to help him along, making sure he knows when he's hit good spots with moans and harder breaths. He becomes bolder and picks up quickly, testing further to fingering me. Sliping one in and letting out a truly desperate noise as he feels how warm, soft, and wet I am. Adding a few more encouraged by my moans of pleasure.

"Please, please let me fuck you Daddy." He's completely under my control now.

"Good boy," I huff out, and lower myself to rub his cock on my opening. Teasing him by sliding across and barley putting pressure.

"Please please please please," he begs into my shoulder, gripping me so tightly it may bruise.

I line him up and sink down in one clean go. He sobs a moan into my shoulder, pressing hard to muffle himself.

"Shhhh it's ok baby," I coo into his ear petting his hair, he relaxes from the initial wave and I start sliding up and down.

He pulls back and we continue kissing as the speed and intensity of my thrusts builds. Hitting his lap harder to get as much in as possible and pushing my tongue into his mouth. Hes a moaning mess scrambling his hands across my body, one landing on my dick to rub causing me to moan into our kiss. The other comes onto my back and holds on for dear life. He can't last much longer at this rate.

"D-addy, oh please, can I cum in you?" He is delirious with pleasure and the impending climax he hasn't felt in a long time.

"Cum in me Father, you perverted sinner." I slam my hips down.

And with that he explodes inside me. Moaning and rocking his hips. The warm cum filling me up deep inside. I cum as well, milking his cock for all he can give. His pathetic rutting mixed with whimpers fill the booth. All decency abandoned for a climax in his holy place.

Panting and shaking, he comes down from the high. Unable to even meet my eyes I see the shame set in.

"Oh Father, having regrets so soon?" I slide off his softening cock, slipping my pants back on and buckling my belt. He stays there barley moving.

"Will you leave now." Is all he managed to say as he shoves himself back into his pants, fixing his removed collar, and attempting to look like he didnt just fuck someone.

"You'll want me back dear," i turn to leave when he grabs my arm. Not an ounce of aggresion.

He pulls me into a soft kiss before letting me go. I walk out of the booth, no one was remotley paying attention either already left or to far away. I slip out the front door, casting one last look to our very own corrupted priest. He is looking at me, but swiftly turns away and walks to his office. I'll be visiting this church again very soon~

End.

[ghostofnuggetspast]

Not Yet

Nightmare has a regular drop At Watson's house she lands atop Her gifts of bad dreams Always lead him to screams She knows her duty and won't stop

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[pippinoftheshire]

Yes, It's me again teasing yet ANOTHER fic... They arrive in my brain faster than I can write them down!

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[𝐏𝐗 𝐅𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐞𝐜 𝟔𝟎] 强制惩罚游戏！𝐛𝐲 阿池

✧ 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞: Forced Punishment Game!

✧ 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: Zhang Qiling/Wu Xie, slight HeiHua

✧ 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐞: PingXie Only

✧ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: Complete

✧ 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞: Chinese

✧ 𝐋𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡: 3 Chapters

✧ 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: Canon Setting—Post-Ten Years, Humor/Comedy, it's a joke coming from a manga

✧ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜: Wu Xie's First Person POV, Fantasy Elements

✧ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Side/Background Relationship(s) on the second chapter

✧ 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜:

Wu Xie woke up with two transparent options floating in front of him.

✧ 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧:

Another funny fic from the same author. I like her writing style, it's sweet, funny, and sometimes spicy XD I really need this kind of fic after reading so much angst.

✧ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝: Lofter (Chapter 1) | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 (End)

[alexandr-az]

[rennsdeaddoves]

Hellsing lore expansion

So I am going to expand on hellsing’s lore. Mainly folklore. Buckle up cause this may be a long one lmao

Let’s start simple and gradually get more complex;

Ghouls

Ghouls as the blood sucked humans turned undead (brain dead) soldiers for the vamps who drained em. But in my story they are a bit more than that.

Vampires use only the blood-dry corpse of a human and control them from there to do their bidding but there are other beings who drink the blood of humans and turn them into ghouls. The oldest example is a dark fae known as a Baobhan Sith, they seduce, drink the blood of, and then use the ghouls in ways you wouldn’t really think. Sometimes they will set the ghouls out to hunt down their next meal, other times they will use them to clear out settlements.

Over all ghouls are still brainless zombie esc things that thirst for blood and hunger for flesh. They are just not limited to vampires creating them.

Witches

ok so these guys can be complex when you dive into all the variations of magic that can be used/practiced but if we don't go into that then Witches are much more simple.

Witches are not limited to one species, they can be vampier, human, fae, siren, anything really. magic is not limited. how each species practices magic is different though, but all throughout history witches have existed to aid, or hinder. create or cause chaos.

Sirens

Sirens were once human beings, girls who were taken to sea and either their ship sunk of they were thrown overboard, the only sure thing is that these girls and women drowned but just before they could die the sea itself took pity on them and made them its people, giving them gills to breath, and tails to swim with.

with their voices of silk, they lure the men who left them for dead. they are often in the most turbulent of waters, or the foggiest of lands. rocky shores, stone beaches, and places where you wouldn't normally go.

merfolk fall into the same category, but if you are a merfolk you were likely born to the sea and don't thirst for the blood of men.

Dhampir

"the unholy offspring of a vampire and human" honestly, these guys get the best of both worlds. Dhampirs can eat normal food while still drinking blood (if they chose, but they don't need it to survive). they're good in both sunlight and moonlight (so they have the option of being nocturnal but they don't have to be) and while they have sharp teeth + pale skin its not enough for someone to look at them and go "oh yeah, that's vampire spawn" nah.

the last bonus of the Dhampir is that they age super slow, there not (technically) immortal like thier vampier parent, but they can live up to 200 years of age if they play their cards right.

now being one of these isn't all perks, Dhampirs are the absolute rejects of society. vampires scoff at them, and humans fear them. often times Dhampiers will be hunted by other races for sport.

Vampires

Created from a ritual gone wrong (alucard and Aireth) Vampires came about as a cross between dark fae and half dead humans. They are creatures who drink blood to sustain their own life, and because of their fae origin they will sometimes (depending of who turned them or gave birth to them) will be able to access abilities that the fae have (ex. Summoning families, manipulating their body, shadow travel, etc).

Because of the half dead human thing, a vampires nerves are slightly numbed thus they have higher pain tolerances and can handle much more than the average human. Tie that into their crazy regeneration factor and you get vampires who down right won’t feel pain.

They are still capable of reproducing by sexual means (either with another vampire or with humans) or they can reproduce by drinking all the blood of a virgin of the opposite sex.

Now the burning in sun light thing is incorrect. Even in hellsing ultimate we see alucard in the daylight and he’s fine, same with Seras. The truth to the myth is that the sun weakens them slightly and makes them very groggy as well as tired (like that nap that you take for 14 hours wake up with your mouth dry, sweating, and are even more tired than when you went to take the nap in the first place) but at night they are at their peak. Dark fae thrive in the night and since vampires are part dark fae the same can be said for them.

The wooden stake through the heart also has some merit, but it can’t be just any type of wood. There is a specific tree that grows in the fae wilds, it’s bark is made from pure light and that’s what does the vampire in. Though putting a regular stake through their heart will greatly hinder their regeneration.

Werewolves

now these beings are ancient, they came about around the same time as the fae, maybe a bit after, but they have been walking on their earth for a long ass time, and there are a few ways that a werwolf can come to exist.

you are born of a human and a wolf god. (yes the wolf god would be a shapeshifter, as fucked up as i am in the head i will never think of writing bestiality bullshit)

you are cursed by the fae with lycanthropy

you are blessed by a wolf god

you are cursed by a werewolf through their bite (aka the only normal way in modern times lol)

if you are cursed / get bitten by the cursed you develope what we would think of as normal lycanthropy. (monster under the full moon)

if you are blessed / a child of a wolf god then its hella different, for one the child would not appear as a normal wolf, there would be some other aspect to them (maybe they are mistier in their transformations) also they would be so much bigger than a normal werewolf has any business being, and finally they can control their transformations, anywhere, anytime.

Fae

ok, so the fae have been around for-fucking-ever. there are two main categories and within those two are the smaller sub-categories. the two main ones are; light and dark (Seelie and Unseelie)

the Seelie court has a queen, the Mother of Life, and the Unseelie court has a king, the Father of Darkness. these two tolerate one another and rule side by side (as roommates there is no romance) because they thought this arrangement was better than eternal war.

so within the two (courts? realms? factions? species????) there are several types of fae;

banshee - Unseelie who were more than likely drowning victims, or spirits of turbulent waters. they will use their water-logged, rough voices to scream and whale at all those they come across because their sorrows and regrets are as deep as the ocean

Boggart - Unseelie, malevolent shapeshifters that often like to play mean tricks on unsuspecting people

Brownie - Seelie, they are very helpful little spirits that don't like to be seen but love to do little tasks.

dryads - Seelie, caretakers of the woods they call home

Nymphs - depending on the type of nymph they can be either Seelie or Unseelie. often tied to nature (a specific tree, plant, spot) they are caretakers and guardians of nature.

Elves - again either Seelie or Unseelie in nature, are tall, pale, and have pointed ears. these fae make up most of the high courts

gnomes - seelie or unseelie, they are kinda like the nymphs but they are much more curious than most others and will try to get closer to humans. often they live underground and protect buried treasures and secrets

Pixies - mostly Unseelie (sometimes seelie) pixies are mischievous and will often take things from humans, first it will be small, something un-noticeable and then they will work their way up to things you cannot live without. pixies are small, and have insect-like wings on their backs

Trolls - massive, ugly, protective earth spirits

Will O' the Wisp - guiding spirits that will help travellers leave the fae lands

those are only some, others (because im too lazy to explain what all of them are) are; centaurs, kelpies, selkies, phoenix, kitsune, manticore, Nixie, pooka, satyr, goblin, gremlin, Undine, harpy, sprities, salamander, dyad, Vodnik, ballybog, devas, kobald, and many, many more.

fae come from all over the world in many forms and shapes, they take shelter in patches of woods that are hidden from humans. eventually (because humans keep cutting down their forests) they had to move their lands to a separate kind of realm (it took a lot of magic and some couldn't make the transition) so now these lands are called "Fae wilds"

the fae wilds entrances are deep within the forests usually if you don't know where your going but the forest recognizes you as fae the trees will begin to guide you. within the wilds there are whole cities

exactly like this image.

the last thing I want to cover is the Fae-Born.

The Fae-Born are humans who were taken by the fae and re-born again as enchanted beings. they are the perfect mix of flesh, magic, and mysticism. most of the Fae-born can practice any magic type they so desire, and they are immortal as well.

out of the many humans that the fae have tried to turn into fae-born, only two were successful; The Crimson Witch of the Moon (Aireth) and the Sun of the Golden Meadows. these two are complete begins, fae, but not fae, they wield the most powerful magic possible and can tilt on the edge of light and dark.

fae-born are capable of performing rituals that normal fae cannot, the tole not nearly as much as it would be for the normal fae. often times, if they are not killed in childhood for being failures Fae-born will go through a coming of age ceremony where they have to spend 100-200 years out in the mortal world and see how humanity acts towards -not just them- but the world that they surround themselves by.

[ponds-of-ink]

Quick sequel to Pinkie Pie but Snow-Themed.

By request of this fantasy elements generator..

Rainbow Dash but Acidic.

Think she only has acidic immunity rather than acidic powers. Must’ve been from growing up around all that neon green sludge. Don’t think the purple gunk is related, though.

[phantom-of-the-ruckus]

Afraid, my lady?

"I shouldn't be here.." Lavender muttered as she took a step back. The fae king simply chuckled as he emerged from the dark forest.

"Why is that, her majesty?" The Fae king raised an eyebrow at Lavender.

"My father forbid me..."Lavender replied as she nervously glanced back at the field behind them. "Let alone let me get close to.."

"To whom? The evil King Nephelius himself?" The Fae king chuckled before kneeling down bowing to kiss Lavender's hand. "Because as I, the so swore enemy of your father, have no intentions to harm you."

Lavender gently began to retrieve her hand. "I have reasons to doubt..."

"Afraid, my lady?" Nephelius joke as he released Lavender's hand.He slowly rose up. "Because I can sense your fear."

"I'll be fine, King Nephelius..." Lavender muttered as she took a step back. "I'll...I'll return to my father's kingdom."

"I suppose your father will get worried." Nephelius scowled before fixing his cape. He darted his eyes back at Lavender before shifting his lips to a sly smile. "Before you go, my I know your name?

She tensed. She knew exactly what would happen if she were to ever give up her name. Knowing the rules and what her friend Poplar advised her, Lavender decided to use the nickname her goblin friend gave her. "It's...it's Buttercup."

Nephelius smile faded as he gave her a slight, but yet polite sneer. "Very well, Buttercup…" He placed emphasis on the name.

He knew she had purposely lied to him, but strangely chose not to press further.

I got a bit bored and did a color sketched of my OCs and prop a story that I may or may not write in the future called "Poplar and the fair Princess" (everyone is an adult)

Nephelius is the main antagonist and villain. Faes are at war with the humans (who thanks to Lavender's father are not in good terms with magical creatures), but they are not Evil. Nephelius is just a villain that happens to be a Fae FYI

[tmctales]

Tides of Tension PT1

Chapter One: The Rising Tensions

It was a sweltering July morning in 2020 when the world awoke to a new reality. For years, tensions had been simmering between the United States and China, driven by economic rivalries, territorial disputes, and conflicting ideologies. The rest of the world had nervously watched as these two global giants squared off.

July 16, 2020, marked a turning point. It began with a seemingly routine maritime dispute in the South China Sea, where American and Chinese naval vessels had been shadowing each other for weeks. The dispute erupted into violence when a minor collision between a Chinese frigate and an American destroyer escalated into a full-blown naval skirmish.

The world watched in horror as the situation quickly spiraled out of control. Diplomatic channels, once conduits of cooperation, had become avenues of accusation and threats. Social media was flooded with images and videos of naval clashes, fiery rhetoric from both sides, and calls for calm from concerned citizens worldwide.

As the naval conflict intensified, reports came in of cyberattacks on critical infrastructure on both sides of the Pacific. Power grids, communication networks, and financial systems were under siege, and the blame game escalated. Each side accused the other of launching the devastating cyberattacks.

In the heart of Washington, D.C., President James Turner called an emergency meeting of his top advisors. The situation had deteriorated rapidly, and the world was on the brink of war. In the Oval Office, the President weighed his options carefully.

Meanwhile, in Beijing, President Xi Jinping held a similar meeting with his top military brass. The Chinese government, too, was assessing the gravity of the situation and preparing for all-out conflict.

In the midst of this crisis, global leaders scrambled to mediate. The United Nations called for an emergency session to address the escalating tensions, but their pleas for restraint seemed to fall on deaf ears as the American and Chinese militaries continued to clash on the high seas and in cyberspace.

In the days that followed, the world held its breath, waiting to see if cooler heads would prevail or if the American-Chinese Annexation War would continue to escalate into a full-scale global catastrophe.

The world had entered a new era, one where the superpowers of old were on the brink of a devastating conflict that threatened to reshape the geopolitical landscape forever.

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September 23rd, 2023

3.37am (United Kingdom Time)

TMarsh-Connors©

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!! 

Fall prompts have been extended till NOV 16TH!!!!!!! YOU HAVE 2 MORE WEEKS TO DO UR FALL FESTIVITIES! Gems Pickup has been increased to 20 gems and is open also till the 16th! The Tavern event shop is planned to be open till the end of November but I somehow broke something on my end so it says it's there till the third of November. I will get thid fixed si that ysll can have extra time to trade in your gems. Since we will ne going thu November I will NOT be clearing gems so your gems can be used in the winter holiday event that needs to start being worked on (oh boy I'm busy lol) 

Till then have a HAPPY and SAFE Halloween if you celebrate!!!

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Elemental swords.

Swordtember 2021 by Carlos Ruiz

[lotusflowerbreakingthesurface]

[𝐏𝐗 𝐅𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐞𝐜 𝟏𝟑𝟎] 听说皇上有喜了？𝐛𝐲 浮鱼沉渊/𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞

✧ 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞: I Heard That the Emperor Is Pregnant? / I Heard That the Emperor Is Happy?*

✧ 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: Zhang Qiling/Wu Xie

✧ 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐞: PingXie Only

✧ 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: M/R

✧ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: Complete + Extra

✧ 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞: Chinese

✧ 𝐋𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡: 13 Chapters + 2 Extras

✧ 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: AU Setting—Royalty/Imperial, A/B/O, Historical, Fantasy Elements, Romance, Alpha Prince Ping × Omega Emperor Xie, Sweet Fic, No Mpreg

✧ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜: Third Person POV, Time Travel, Drama, HE

✧ 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜:

Wu Xie always believed that he would be an Alpha, and everyone around him also thought so. He never expected that on his twentieth birthday, he got his first heat instead. As a late-blooming Omega, he needed an Alpha to go through it, but he has no one beside him. Feeling aggrieved, he decided to take a suppressant to relieve his pain, who knew that he ended up traveling back to his childhood. Thinking that it was an opportunity to change the future, he vowed to get an Alpha before he presented as an Omega.

✧ 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧:

Honestly speaking, I forget how the story evolved since I read this fic a long time ago, but there is a scene that I particularly remember and it was pretty romantic (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) At that time, I had a hard time reading it because I couldn't register to Lofter, it really tests my patient haha, but it's worth it (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

✧ 𝐀 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞:

I have no idea which one is the correct translation :(

✧ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝: Lofter | Weibo: Chapter 1-5 | Chapter 6-10 | Chapter 11-13 + Extra 1 | Extra 2 (Part 1) | Extra 2 (Part 2) | AO3: Chapter 11-12 + Extra 2 (Part 1-2)

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adorable seamless pattern showcasing cute vector illustrations floral clipart, daisies, akin to a perfectly smooth A4 sheet of paper. multicolored flowers, Wall tapestries truly can do it all bright white wall, akin to a perfectly smooth A4 sheet of paper.multicolored flowers,By Stephanie Law — just a seamless, silky expanse, wildlife photography, vibrant, cinematic, fashion, poster, painting, photo, 3d render, illustration, conceptual art

Title: Symphony of Nature by Stephanie Law

Concept Description:

Start with a base that is as immaculate and smooth as a pristine A4 sheet of paper. Imagine this to be the canvas, where no visible texture or imperfection interrupts the continuity of the elements placed upon it.

A symphony of vibrant, multicolored flowers, blossoming seamlessly across the expanse. The main floral motifs will be various daisies and accompanying foliage, arranged in a pattern that does not tire the eye, where each connection between the elements is invisible, creating an eternal field of florals.

Vector illustrations and floral clipart should blend in naturally, with soft transitions and a palette chosen to dazzle. The colors will lean towards bright but not overwhelming hues, creating a feeling of looking at a garden through a brightened, cinematic filter.

Alongside the flowers, insert small creatures such as butterflies or bees captured with the clarity and precision akin to wildlife photography. These should not dominate but rather complement the flowers, adding a sense of life and movement.

For dimension and depth, we will intersperse subtle shadows and slight 3D render-like enhancements to give certain elements the slightest lift from the page, making the viewer do a double-take on whether they're looking at a flat pattern or a textured surface.

Amongst the blooms and creatures, fine details akin to the intricate work of Stephanie Law, renowned for her watercolor representations of natural elements interwoven with fantasy, would add an exquisite touch. Small, seemingly hand-painted touches that bring character and uniqueness to the tapestry.

The edges of the A4 canvas would fade gently into a bright white wall, suggesting that the pattern has the potential to expand infinitely beyond the confines of paper, transforming spaces with its seamless charm.

Every now and then, a conceptual piece of art — a flower that might spiral into an infinity symbol, or a bee with delicate gears for wings — can provide a moment of surprise and philosophical pause, invoking the merger of nature and imagination.

Finally, the overall texture should mimic the silky expanse of a well-curated gallery artwork. It could be placed on a fashion poster or translated into a painting, each medium accentuating different aspects of the art.