#love and deepspace transportation

[love-and-deepspace-wiki]

Trains/Subways:

The specific trains, subways, and associated stations mentioned in-game.

Trains/Subways:

Boreas Express

Coelum Express

Linkon Subway:

Line 11

[otomedomme]

DUDE YES.

Idc if I love you when I wake up that's MY BED AND ROOM GET AWAY BEFORE I SPRAY YOU WITH LYSOL!

Let me set the scene for you .... Your favorite LAD LI is now self-aware and head over heels in love with you. You went to bed alone here in reality and you woke up in his bed in the game.

How you think you'd react

vs.

How you would actually react

[joy-laufeyson]

Love & Deepspace fic recommendations

(Reader inserts) Recommendations of my favorite headcanons/imagines/fics/scenarios (I don’t own any)

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@ cute-little-crow's masterlist @ fuyuluvr's masterlist @ revasserium's masterlist @ shouyuus' masterlist @ sttoru's masterlist

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fluff / first kiss ⟶ w/Xavier, Zayne & Rafayel

fluff / "she's with me" ⟶ w/Zayne, Rafayel, Xavier & Sylus

angst fluff / when you get injured ⟶ w/Sylus, Xavier & Rafayel

angst fluff / they come to you crying ⟶ w/Zayne, Sylus, Rafayel & Xavier

nsfw / "is it in yet?" ⟶ w/Rafayel, Sylus, Xavier & Zayne

fluff nsfw / in my little black dress ⟶ w/Zayne, Rafayel, Xavier & Sylus

fluff / accidentally on purpose (smau) ⟶ w/Zayne, Rafayel, Xavier & Sylus

fluff / "there wasn't enough left" ⟶ w/Zayne, Rafayel, Xavier & Sylus

angst fluff / trying to break up with them so they can be with someone who wants children ⟶ w/Rafayel, Sylus, Zayne & Xavier

angst fluff / sleeping on the couch after an argument (part 1) ⟶ w/Zayne & Sylus

angst fluff / sleeping on the couch after an argument (part 2) ⟶ w/Rafayel & Xavier

nsfw / quickie ⟶ w/Sylus, Zayne, Xavier & Rafayel

fluff nsfw / aphrodite made me ⟶ w/Zayne, Rafayel, Xavier & Sylus (masterlist)

fluff / you call him husband ⟶ w/Rafayel, Zayne, Sylus & Xavier

nsfw / favorite position ⟶ w/Sylus, Zayne, Xavier, Rafayel & Caleb

angst / don't die on me ⟶ w/Sylus, Xavier, Rafayel & Zayne

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Xavier ♡ Spotify playlist

fluff / stolen kisses

fluff / loose strings

fluff nsfw / no restraint

fluff nsfw / his dirty little secret

fluff nsfw / birthday

Zayne ♡ Spotify playlist

sfw / auscultation

fluff / stolen kisses

fluff / love doctor

fluff / early mornings

nsfw / odd request

angst / "you must have me mistaken me with someone else"

fluff / under the weather

fluff / "we'll just have to blame the craftsman, and the moon"

angst fluff / baby blues

angst fluff / a promise

Rafayel ♡ Spotify playlist

fluff / falling backwards

fluff / promise (to be holy)

nsfw / i wanna string you out, i wanna make you mine

fluff nsfw / at your service

nsfw / french boys

Sylus ♡ Spotify playlist

nsfw / plan

fluff / matchmakers from hell

fluff / doesn't want you to leave

nsfw / gun play

fluff / pretty bird

fluff / good days

fluff / gifts and roses

fluff nsfw / “your ex has never made you what?”

angst fluff / unyielding protection

angst fluff / exclusive favors

angst fluff / remember to water the flowers

fluff nsfw / between the blades of grass

fluff / working on a café

fluff / sappy warrior

angst fluff / injured during sparring

angst fluff / pushing you away

angst fluff / only you, darling

fluff / tipsy tricks

fluff / feeling sick

angst fluff / undying love

nsfw angst fluff / pregnancy scare

fluff / personal transport

angst fluff / bodyguard duty

fluff / accidental hand touches

fluff / one last game ⟶ w/Luke & Kieran

fluff / tipsy

fluff / my turn

angst fluff / rising sun

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Updated:05-November-2024

[sushiyuzu]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ᡣ𐭩

ᡣ𐭩 wattpad .ᐟ ᡣ𐭩 ask/requests .ᐟ

hi lovelies.

welcome to my main writing hub! here, you’ll find a mix of fluff, angst, tension and smut featuring characters from jujutsu kaisen, love and deepspace and kimetsu no yaiba. feel free to explore, and i hope you enjoy reading!

a/n: i update new fic whenever inspiration finds me — there’s no set schedule, just moments of creativity. thank you for your patience and support as each fics unfold at its own pace 🖤

＊second blog: @blushpawss ，＊third blog: @salmonyuzu

𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍 ᡣ𐭩

☆ fluff ☆

father and son bonding

you and toji taking care of sick gumi

kento seeks comfort in his fav place

taking sweet breaks together with kento

cuddles with satoru

making cornrows in yuta’s and gumi’s hair [ request ]

safe comfort featuring gumi, yuta and sukuna [ request ]

how jjk men react to being asked to wear cat ears

☆ angst ☆

toji makes everything else his priority

satoru not understanding that he is not invincible

☆ smut / tension (soft smut also included) ☆

＊MDNI!

bday gift from toji

toji tied you up so good

bday gift from kento

kento taking care of you

forever begins with kento

kento worshipping your body

kento pleasuring you against his desk

kento being jealous and possessive in heat

bday gift from satoru

satoru is obsessed with your tits

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 ᡣ𐭩

☆ fluff ☆

husband!sylus thoughts

sugardaddy!sylus thoughts

sylus wearing cat ears

playful banter with sylus

sylus cooking dinner for two

sylus’ emotional support boobs

sylus being your personal transport

sylus helps to lift up your heavy belly

sylus admiring you while you yap a lot [ request ]

sylus surprising you with his facial hair

sylus taking care of you after you fainted [ request ]

sylus trying to stealthily steal your cookie

teasing sylus & he quickly turns the tables

hybridkitty!sylus gets unexpectedly jealous

finally returning your love & affection to sylus [ request ]

sylus’ hand accidentally brushing against yours

sylus comforting you during your anxiety attack

sylus getting drunk while spending time with you

you walk in on sylus playing pretend with your daughter [ request ]

sylus taking care of you during your 1st day of period cramps

zayne fixing your hair

zayne wearing cat ears

zayne helps to lift up your heavy belly [ request ]

fluffy moment with lads men

mooncake fest with lads men

you are enough (lads guys’s reaction) [ request ]

☆ smut / tension (soft smut also included) ☆

＊MDNI!

the dracula & his vampire [ special halloween oneshot ]

sleepy sylus

sylus loves spoiling you

sylus marking you as his

radiant brilliance afterparty

sylus being your hired bodyguard [ request ]

trying to make amends with sylus [ request ]

𝐊𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐍𝐎 𝐘𝐀𝐈𝐁𝐀 ᡣ𐭩

☆ smut / tension (soft smut also included) ☆

＊MDNI!

kibutsuji’s desire

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[leighsartworks216]

Yes This Fear's Got A Hold On Me

Zayne x gn!Reader

Literally drabbled this out earlier while cooking dinner bc it hit me so hard. I think I'm just in the mood for putting Zayne through angst rn

Title from "Death" by White Lies

Warnings: angst, hurt/comfort, fear of death, overthinking, domestic moments, established relationship, rain/storms, recklessness, self-sacrificing behavior, cooking/food

Word Count: 1,767

Main Masterlist

Love and Deepspace Masterlist

AO3

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“I can’t answer the phone right now, I’m too busy kicking Wanderer butt! Leave a message and-”

Zayne sighs and hits the end call button again. Every call goes straight to voicemail. He can’t help but be worried.

The rain is coming down in torrents outside. It hits the windows like angry fists. The wind howls like wolves in the night. The streets are flooded, but even if they weren’t you took your bike into work today and all public transport is closed. He called your coworkers earlier, just on the off chance you actually listened to the shelter in place warnings, but they said you’d left an hour ago.

His pacing is going to eat through to the apartment below if you don’t turn up soon. He tries calling one last time. Not two words into the automated message, he’s ending the call and shoving his phone in his pocket.

He shrugs on his coat, prepared to make the last ditch effort of going out there to find you himself when there’s a knock on the door. One sleeve hangs half off his shoulder as he swings it open. His heart is caught in his throat.

You force a smile through chattering teeth. A puddle forms under your feet on the welcome mat, with smaller puddles trailing down the hall from the elevator. “My hands are too pruny,” you manage, gesturing with a nod at the door handle and its biometric lock.

He doesn’t quite register your words, pulling you inside hurriedly. Your shoulders are soaked with water where he touches them. Your whole body is soaked with water. He helps you take off your coat. It drops to the floor in a wet heap to be dealt with later. “Did you walk all the way here?” he asks. He already knows the answer.

You nod. You tuck your hands in your armpits, desperate to contain what little warmth you have left as he helps tug off your shoes. Your socks are soggy and uncomfortable. A forceful chill wracks your entire body, before settling back into the consistent, exhausting chills they were before. “I was gonna call, but my phone died.”

Well, that explains his last 20 minutes of frustration. “I’ll scold you after you get warmed up.”

“‘Preciate it.”

He shakes his head as he takes his coat off to wrap it around your shoulders. It’s ever so slightly warm from the short amount of time he had it on, enough to provide a smidge of relief.

Your steps slap against the hardwood as you’re led across the floor he was pacing only minutes ago. He leads you straight to the bathroom and abandons you by the sink to start running the water for a shower. You whine at the sight of even more water.

“Aren’t I wet enough?” You know it’s for the best, but you feel oddly reminiscent of a cat being forced to take a bath.

Zayne doesn’t dignify your complaint with more than a stern look. As the water runs, steam starting to billow up overtop the glass doors, he returns to you and steals the dry outer layer you’d only just gotten. You whine again, unbidden. He has the decency to look a little sorry as he continues to strip you down. “You’ll be warm soon. While you heat up, I’ll make you dinner.”

You shiver. Goosebumps raise up all over your body, exposed to the unforgiving air. You rub your arms. “You don’t have to.”

“It’s for my own sanity, if you must know.”

On any normal day, Zayne’s hands usually ran pretty cold. You liked to joke that it was because he’s a doctor, and all doctors seem to have cold hands all the time. Right now, they feel so warm against your skin as he helps you into the shower, under the blessedly hot water. He doesn’t pay attention to the water that gets on his sleeves as you cling to him. You think you see a hint of a smile before you close your eyes and put your face right under the spray, shuddering with the temperature shock.

“Take your time. I’ll leave some clothes out for you.” He shuts the glass door and gets to work gathering the soaking wet clothes left behind. If you didn’t get sick after this, he’d have to write it up in a medical journal as an unexplained phenomena.

“Thank you~” you call out.

He shakes his head, though you can’t see it. You really drive him up the wall, sometimes. Walking for an hour through a monsoon for no justifiable reason is up there in the most stress-inducing things you’ve done on the ever-growing list he has. And yet, here you are, thanking him as he takes care of you, fighting against the possibility of a cold that hangs overhead like an undeniable certainty. God, he loves you so.

He closes the bathroom door behind him and beelines for the laundry room. All your clothes go into the wash. Your coat gets hung up to air dry. He stuffs your shoes with newspaper to draw the water out. Then, to the bedroom, where he pulls out some fresh, dry clothes for you to change into. He sets them on the bathroom counter, listening as you quietly hum to yourself. At last, he gets to work preparing your favorite hot drink as he works on making a batch of soup.

All the while, his body readjusts to the fact that you’re okay. He hones in on your humming while he chops up vegetables, willing himself to relax and release all the thoughts that had plagued him before - terrible images, all made worse with his own medical knowledge putting names to all the conditions and effects that could have destroyed you. The rain knocks on the kitchen window as a cruel reminder of what could have been.

But none of it happened. You’re here. You’re only a couple rooms over, taking a shower. You’re here. You’re going to drink from your special mug and sigh with the first bite of your soup. You’re here. You’re going to be safe in his arms tonight, fast asleep, not face-down under the harsh flood-

The image of your bloated body, drowned and lifeless, jolts through his system like an ice bath.

You’re here. You’re here. You’re here.

He stirs the soup around the pot.

The water of the shower shuts off when it’s just about done. He pulls down two bowls from the overhead cabinet and ladels some into both. Though he doesn’t really have an appetite, he knows he should eat something. Maybe the normalcy of a quiet night in will bring it back. For now, he puts more of the savory concoction in your bowl than in his.

Your socked feet don’t make much sound as you shuffle through the apartment to the kitchen. The sleeves of one of his many cardigans is bunched up at your elbows, as they’re far too long on you otherwise. The sight of you in his clothes - something he didn’t lay out for you to change into, nonetheless - only makes the fear in his chest ache even more.

You smile at him, apologetic and grateful all at once. “I’m ready for your lecture now,” you say. He can see the way you seem to brace for it. The way you avoid looking him directly in the eye, like a child who knows they’ve done something bad and is about to be grounded for it. The way you pick at the threads of the cardigan, restless and anxious. The way your shoulders bunch up toward your ears without you even realizing, preparing for the blow of his scolding.

It’s all too much.

You look up at him with wide-eyed confusion as he crosses the short distance between you and wraps you up in a tight hug. His face is pressed securely into the crook of your neck. His hands rest on your back, drawing you close to his body. The warm air of his sigh graces your skin when you hug him back.

“Zayne?” You gently pet his hair. He doesn’t let you pull back to see his face.

In all your time with him, he’s never hugged you like this before. You can feel the way his fingers curl around the knit of his cardigan, the slight shudder in his breath, the tension in his muscles.

“Please,” he whispers - begs, “don’t do that again.”

Slowly, as the realization begins to sink in, you squeeze him tighter.

It’s easy to throw yourself into danger - you do it every single day at work. If you get hurt, you’re saving someone else the pain. If you get a scratch, a civilian doesn’t. If you break a leg, someone else gets the chance to run away. It’s a commendable trait for a Hunter.

You didn’t realize how painful that would be for someone else.

“I thought… I thought getting back home would… I didn’t want you to be alone.” The explanations all feel hollow, for how true they are.

“What if you didn’t make it?” he questions. His voice is tight with emotion. It’s locked away under a layer of severity. “Nobody had any idea where you were. All I knew was that you weren’t at work. If the storm overpowered you, we wouldn’t know. I wouldn’t know.” He holds you tighter. “I’d rather spend one night alone than the rest of my nights alone. Do you understand?”

You nod immediately. “I’m sorry.”

He exhales shakily. “Please, think of your own safety first. Just once.” His fingers slowly release their hold on you. His shoulders fall as he reluctantly lets you go. His eyes stare into yours like a turbulent forest, trees kicked all around by hurricane winds. “Are you still cold?” he changes the subject. You let him.

“A little.”

He takes your hand and leads you to the counter with the bowls of soup and your favorite mug. “We can eat this on the couch. By sitting together, we can conserve our warmth.”

You tug on his shoulder lightly. He leans down without restraint, watching you. You kiss his cheek. “I love you,” you remind him, feeling as though you need to after the hell you must have put him through.

He closes his eyes for a second, taking in those wonderful words. When he opens them again, the hurricane has been reduced to nothing more than a light breeze. He looks at you with all the love of winter giving way to spring. “I’m glad you’re safe.”

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[musedeluce]

Exhaustion

Love and Deepspace Headcanons - You're so tired, all you want to do is sleep and go to see them. They're in the same situation.

A/N: Canonically, in the game we have a motorcycle hence the assumption the MC has their own transportation. Assume they're wearing the proper protective gear and that it's easy to get off XD (Though I know biker gear can be quite hard to actually take off. Just go with it pls lol) Brought to you by me being tired as hell, and thinking it would be nice to be able to go to someone and rest. ^J^

Tags/Warnings: Fluff, exhaustion, loneliness.

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Work had been rather grueling, long, and tedious, all in one, and there was still more to do. Sighing internally, you shot off a text in order to sadly, cancel the plans you had to visit. It looked like you'd have to stay at least an extra 10 hours, due to extremely unforeseen and urgent circumstances for the Hunter's Association.

Your final message felt inadequate to convey the warmth and happiness you felt knowing that he wanted to see you as much as you wanted to see him. Bolstered, the rest of the shitshow was just a bit easier to deal with as you had something to look forward to.

Wind whipping around you, the ride was something you needed. The sense of freedom, the speed, the music and the lights all gave you a sense of solace as you headed towards your destination.

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Xavier

You appreciated the irony as the elevator passed your floor and stopped at his. As you approached his door, you finally let yourself feel the exhaustion weighing down on you. Your body felt heavier, and it took more effort to move. Sleepiness hovered just beyond consciousness, and you fought it off. Looking at your watch, you sigh. 3:07, your estimate had been right on the money.

Still, despite how tired you were, you did want to see Xavier, even if this visit would probably just amount to you sleeping over.

Knocking to make Xavier aware of your arrival, you're just about to enter the door code, when it opens and Xavier stands before you, his arms open for a hug.

Wordlessly, you accept his invitation, hugging him tightly. His embrace is firm, warm and comforting and you can't help but relax into him.

"I thought you'd be asleep." You murmur softly, hugging him just as tightly.

"I woke up when I heard your bike." He nuzzles his face into your neck. "It's the signal for your arrival after all." Reluctantly, he breaks the embrace as you pull away to take off your shoes and put your satchel, helmet and jacket on one of the hooks. He makes his way back to his bed, turning to look at you as you follow, undressing down to your underwear.

Collapsing into the soft blankets, you burrow under the sheets with him. Xavier carefully, gently adjusts your position so you lay against him, your head resting on his arm, your back against his chest. Together, you drift off to sleep.

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Sylus

Unsurprisingly, he met you at the entrance to Onychinus Headquarters

"Sweetie, I would have preferred picking you up." Sylus takes your helmet and satchel from you, handing them off to the twins to deal with. "How rude of them to overwork you like this." Normally, you'd respond in kind, a fun playful exchange that flowed naturally. But frankly, you were too tired to really talk.

He gazed at you, taking everything about you in, and after he did so all he did was wordlessly kneel down and support you as he took off your shoes. "You look exhausted, Kitten. Let me help you." Sylus slips your jacket off your shoulders

Providing support, he guides you towards his room. You're absolutely sure that if he thought you'd allow it, he'd pick you up and carry you, but he didn't. You appreciated it as you much prefer to walk on your own, when you can. "I took the time to fluff your pillow

You may be tired, so much so that its obvious that once you relax you'll fall alseep, but you are very good at ignoring it, soldiering though until your body decides to force sleep.

How lucky it is then, that you can go to Sylus and rest, before it comes to that.

Ultimately, you crawl onto Sylus's bed and collapse, and he's not far behind, climbing in with you despite his wonky sleep schedule.

He faces you, pulling your head into his chest and your body flush against him as you both drift off for some much needed sleep. You feel safe and relaxed with his arms around you.

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Zayne

Unfortunately, this was a more common occurrence than either of you would like. Both of your jobs were quite intense and often required long hours.

Still, you both made a conscious effort to make time for each other, even if it ended up being strange hours sometimes. The times he got home before you were not rare, but infrequent, and this was one of these time.

Taking of your gear and shoes as you entered his home, you hoped that he was at least resting, hopefully asleep. It was something he deserved, and right now all you wanted to do was rest with him.

A warm glow cascaded over the room, making you smile. Zayne had left a light on for you.

Padding softly through the foyer, you quietly open the door to his room, making sure the light from outside doesn't disturb him. Much to your relief, Zayne was sleeping peacefully, his handsome face relaxed. He had an unguarded quality about him that you rarely saw.

A rush of affection suddenly overcame you. Carefully, you went over to him and kissed his forehead. As you withdrew, you felt him grab your hand, his eyes still closed. "Stay here" he murmured, his voice gentle and low, hazy with sleep as his hand falls from yours.

You move over to your side, ensconcing yourself in bed, growing cozy and warm with him next to you.

He gravitates towards you, intertwining his legs with yours and nuzzling his head into your neck, and you fall asleep, your eyes gently closing as you're tangled together comfortably.

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Rafayel

The solitary lamplight from Rafayel's studio illuminates the path as you walk up to his door. Although he had given you a key, you knock gently, just in case Rafayel was absorbed in his art.

A small clatter sounds after you knock, and you can't help but feel amused despite the haze of tiredness dulling your senses.

When he opens the door, a playful, soft smile pulls at his lips. "I don't suppose you have any news of my wayward companion?" He steps aside and helps you with your gear and shoes.

"Hmmm I think I have some news. It seems your companion has made it to their destination." Rafayel cleans up the box of paintbrushes he spilled, making sure your path is clear.

"Well! Now that they've arrived, they can't leave for a while. It's mean of them to leave me alone for so long, and so often." His pout is playful, his eyes focused on you as he intertwines his fingers in yours, holding your hand gently, as if it was some priceless thing, something to be cherished and treated with care.

You squeeze his hand as the two of you make your way to his room, his bed looking like the most luxurious, comfortable place in the world despite it really just being a slightly messy, normal bed.

"As much as your wayward traveler loves to explore, I'm sure they love being here too and would always make an effort to return to you." With that, you climb onto bed, letting go of his hand, your exhaustion amplifying the soreness of your body, making every movement take extra effort. As soon as you're comfortable, you open your arms to Rafayel, who had merely just stood beside his bed as you did so.

You open your arms for him, and he joins you in bed, almost clinging to you under the covers, entangling all his limbs with yours and burying his face into your neck, head resting on your chest, near your shoulder. "I missed you." Together you drift of, feeling safe and sound with each other under the covers.

[size0forhollywood]

Metafiction

Pt1.

Content Warning: assault, space travel, fourth wall break attempt, NSFW, smut, Physical and mental harm, degrading, being held in captivity, penetration, SA, angry Sylus.

21+

Synopsis: you’re just an ordinary woman who regularly indulges playing a mobile game called Love and Deepspace…and occasionally read filthy fanfictions about your favourite character Sylus. Your whole world is turned upside down after rescuing a baby crow and you’re transported into a world where the game isn’t a game and Sylus is real…and all those fanfics you read did NOT prepare you for this.

A/N: I’ve had this idea stewing in my mind for a very long time. Please forgive me if it doesn’t translate well. But I hope you enjoy and join me on this mind bending journey. And if you bear with me..we will eventually see sylus’ sweet side.

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Your screams echo and make your ears bleed. Lights all colours of the cosmos blinding you in a blur of movement so fast you think maybe your eyes are bleeding too. Agony washes through you as it feels like your body is getting stretched thin like spaghetti and then bounces back to normal just for it to happen again.

You were falling, stars and space dust collide around you. Images of different worlds and planets surrounding you. Why is this happening? What is happening? You feel as though your heart is gonna burst from your chest with every stretch and pull.

Then you see it. An image of a black crow with glowing red eyes appears before you in a dusty haze, you reach for it feeling your fingers stretch towards the familiar bird.

As soon as your finger tips touch the dusty particles that make up the image of the crow a bright light shines and blinds you. You cover your eyes with your other arm and feel yourself falling hard and fast. Suddenly you collide with something hard, your face hitting hardwood floor. You groan as you lie there, body too weak to move.

“Who are you?” You hear two voices say in unison. You slowly raise your head, vision unfocused.

But you swear you can see two men dressed in black wearing bird masks. Confusion washes over you as you whisper.

“Luke? Kieran?” You don’t know why but these men do look like Luke and Kieran from the game. You notice them stiffen and their voice getting more aggressive.

“Who. Are. You?” They demand.

You can feel yourself getting nauseous and dizzy. Your vision goes blank and you pass out as you see them stepping towards you.

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Your muscles start to twitch, consciousness slowly returns and you wake to the feeling of sore muscles and your head pounding. You’re still on the floor but you’re somewhere different.

It feels colder here and a chill runs down your spine as you feel you’re not alone.

“You’re awake.” A deep voice resonates in the air.

You look up eyes still blurry but you know that voice. How could you not. But this wasn’t possible. None of this is possible.

You suddenly feel a burning pain snaking around your body, you look down and see black and red mist enveloping you. You groan in pain as the mist lifts you into the air and brings you closer to the figure sitting on a chair. You land on your knees in front of him.

The painful mist still holding you in place. Tears stinging your eyes, you look up. Your vision is still blurry but you can make out the Silver hair and the deep, red eyes. There was no mistaking it.

“S..Sylus?”

The man’s brow furrows, he leans down and grabs your chin hard pulling your head up to look you in the eyes.

One of his eyes glows bright as he asks “who are you?”.

You tense your body expecting to feel some more pain in your head as you expect Sylus to read your mind but nothing changes.

He gets angrier being unsuccessful in his attempt to read your mind. You feel your body get jerked up into a standing position. The black red mist constricting you like a snake.

“Please..stop.” You beg. “I’m no one. I don’t know how I got here. I’m not from this world.”

Sylus steps closer, his hand on your jaw squeezing your cheeks together.

“Then how do you know me and my men.” His voice was deep and seething with rage.

Tears start to spill down your cheeks from the pain.

“How did you get into my base unnoticed?” His grip tightening.

“I..don’t know!” You sob through squished cheeks. “Please let me go” tears are falling uncontrollably now. Your body in so much pain, your head still pounding.

“Not until you answer my questions.” He growls.

A dark glowing tendril snakes up your body, you feel it slide up your neck and towards your mouth. Your eyes widen in fear as the black tendril goes into your mouth and before you could scream it plunges down your throat, suffocating you.

The sounds of you choking fill the room. You’re trying to scream, trying to move but you can’t. You’re paralysed and absolutely terrified. Just as the corner of your eyes go black, the tendril is yanked from your throat. You gasp and cough. Saliva dripping out the corners of your mouth.

“Please.. you don’t need to do this.” Your voice hoarse. “I’ll tell you whatever you need to know.” You sob.

“You’re right, I don’t need to.” He steps closer to you closing the distance. A finger smears the saliva on your lips. “I want to.”

“No please! Don’t!” You sob as you feel the black tendril touch your face. Unwilling to go through that again you pass out.

~

As you start to regain consciousness once again, you feel you’re somewhere softer. Your arms hurt, and you look up to see both wrists are handcuffed to a headboard above your head. You’re half sitting, lying down on what feels like the most comfortable mattress you’ve ever been on. A blanket covers your lower half.

Your eyes take in the dimly lit room. Dark velvety walls, dark carpet, beautiful goth paintings decorate your surroundings. Book shelves filled to the brim and by the corner sits an old timey record player.

You wriggle your wrists and pull on the cuffs but it’s no use. Your body is still aching and now your throat hurts too.

Your heart beat quickens. This isn’t how you thought your throat would hurt because of Sylus, is it y/n?

You shake your head and sigh to yourself. This can’t be real.

“This has to be a dream..” you whisper to yourself.

“It’s not a dream.” Sylus’ thick voice cuts through the silence.

You look towards the bedroom door to see him standing there leaning against the frame.

“Sylus..” you barely whisper. He starts slowly walking to you, each step closer putting fear in you.

“Please don’t hurt me.”

He’s standing over you now, once again grabs your cheeks with one strong hand and squeezes. One eye starts glowing as he tries to read your mind again but nothing happens.

He scowls and lets go.

“Why isn’t it working?!” You can feel his anger in every pore of your body and you get goosebumps.

“I-I don’t know.” He grabs your hair and you yelp in pain.

“I swear I don’t know!” You cry out. “Where I’m from there’s no such thing as evols or aliens. Nothing!”

You see his brow furrow even more and he pulls on your hair, stinging your scalp.

“Please! It’s the truth!” You sob. “Where I’m from you’re a video game character! You’re not real! None of this is real!” Tears are streaming down your face again.

Sylus let’s go of your hair and sits on the edge of the bed. “If none of it is real how did you get here?” His voice sharp like a hot knife.

“I don’t know.. I swear!” You start to ramble. “You’re just a character in a dating sim game, a virtual boyfriend. That’s how I know your name, how I know Luke, Kieran and Mephisto…”

“A virtual boyfriend?” Sylus looks at you with disgust and then he chuckles. There was no humour behind it, it was mocking. “How pathetic.”

He pulls back the blanket that was covering you from the waist down. Once the cool air pricks your skin you realise you’re not wearing any bottoms or underwear, you’re completely naked.

He rests a hand next to your hip and leans forward. His face only inches from yours.

“Tell me…are most girls pathetic like you to resort to a virtual boyfriend?” His hand starts to slide up your thigh. “Did you imagine what it was like to get fucked by me hmm?”

You try to keep your thighs together but he’s much stronger than you and spreads your legs. He leans in closer to whisper into your ear. “Did you enjoy it?”

You sob as you feel one of his fingers slide between your folds.

“Please stop..” you whimper. But he doesn’t.

“Stop? But look at you. You’re absolutely dripping.” He inserts his finger in you and you gasp at the intrusion.

“Please, I’ve told you everything..” more and more tears slide down your face and you try desperately to ignore the pleasurable feeling building inside you.

“This isn’t about getting information anymore.” He adds another finger, picking up his pace as he shoves his long fingers in and out of you. Feeling your tight hot walls as he does. “Say I do believe you. This is about humiliation.” He sits back and watches your reaction.

You screw your eyes shut so that you don’t have to see his red eyes staring you down. Your face feels hot and the tears just keep flowing.

“I’m begging you.. p..please stop…” you pull at your wrists but the cuffs just dig into your skin.

“You say stop but your body says don’t stop…it feels so good.” He taunts. You turn your face and try to hide it behind your arm.

“Look at me.” He demands. You don’t move. He starts thrusting his hand faster to the point of pain and you cry out. “I said look at me.” He growls.

You open your eyes and the red orbs send chills throughout your body. It was menacing. It was evil.

The door to the bedroom clicks open and Kieran walks in. He’s completely unphased about what is happening and talks to Sylus.

“Boss there’s been chatter of a wormhole that opened up around the same time she fell through. Luke and I are going to go investigate now.”

Sylus, still thrusting his fingers in you, just casually responds. “I’ll meet you two there.”

Kieran nods and walks out of the room closing the door behind him. You can’t believe that just happened, that he acted like nothing horrible was happening.

Sylus looks back at you, he curls a finger up and finds your g-spot. You gasp and moan and mindlessly buck your hips up.

“Look at that…” he says mockingly and he keeps rubbing that sensitive spot making your mind go crazy. Waves of pleasure surging through you but you hate it. At least you try so desperately to hate it and fight it.

“Are you gonna cum hmm? Cum for a fictional character like a pathetic, ugly woman?” The words are like ice shards slicing through you.

“Please..” you sob one more time but it’s too late. You cum and you cum hard on his fingers squeezing so tightly he can barely move them.

For a second you thought you heard him groan but you dismissed it as you ride out your orgasm. Your sobbing gets a bit louder as your mind starts to clear up.

Sylus scoffs and pulls his fingers out, wiping your juices on your thigh. He stands up, still looking down at you.

“Disgusting.” He doesn’t even cover you back up before heading to the door to leave.

You sniffle and sob and watch him walk away. Just as he reaches the door you speak up.

“I hate you.”

He pauses for a second, doesn’t even turn around.

“Good.” And with that he left shutting the door hard behind him.

~

It felt like hours had passed, your arms and wrists aching so badly. Your tailbone was starting to hurt now too, causing numbness in your legs.

You’re silently crying, wishing you were back home. You hear the flap of wings in the room and a black crow with red eyes and metal wings lands on the bed near your feet.

“Mephisto..” you whisper.

The crow tilts its head at you and starts hopping towards you. You can’t help but let out a tiny laugh. You’ve always liked birds. Especially crows and when they would hop like that.

“I found a bird like you..” you know whatever you tell Mephisto Sylus will hear but there was something comforting about the way Mephisto approached you.

“A little baby crow was injured outside my house..I helped him and nursed him back to health.”

Mephisto flapped his wings and came up to land on your shoulder. He nudged his head against your cheek and you couldn’t help but smile at the tender action. You leaned in and rubbed back.

“It was so cute. I even named him Mephi..after you of course.” Mephisto cawed in response.

“But as I was redressing Mephi’s bandages…his eyes..they just started glowing. I thought I was going crazy.” You felt Mephisto nuzzle against your cheek again, it was as if he was wiping away your tears.

“Next thing I know I’m surrounded by bright lights and feeling like I was getting sucked into a vacuum…it was horrible and painful. I honestly don’t know how or why I’m alive right now..” your voice begins to shake. You look at Mephisto.

“Then I saw you. With everything else I was experiencing I saw you. I reached out to touch you and a light so bright almost blinding me appeared.” More tears roll down your cheeks. “Then I end up on that floor in front Luke and Kieran.”

Mephisto spread his wings and cawed again. He took off and disappeared into a cloud of black mist.

“Good chat..”

You sigh and look up at the ceiling and close your eyes, taking in a deep breath and releasing it slowly.

How are we going to get out of this one y/n?

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[englishotomegames]

The pre-registration for Papergames' game Love and Deepspace is now open!

Love and Deepspace is an upcoming 3D sci-fi action romance game by the creators of Shining Nikki and Mr. Love: Queen's Choice:

"Love and Deepspace will transport players into a sci-fi world where love knows no bounds. Packed with immersive cutscenes and carefully crafted storylines, Love and Deepspace puts players right at the heart of the action with an array of customizable features. The game features dozens of appearance details and hundreds of makeup choices in the personalization suite. 

Love can be a battle, and players will be taken on a galaxy-spanning adventure to save humanity as a Deepspace Hunter alongside their love interest against the oncoming threat of the 'Wanderers' in real-time combat using their powerful 'Evol' abilities allowing for the unleashing of finishing moves, combo attacks, and tide-turning upgrades.

When not fighting 'Wanderers', players can unwind with their preferred partner, getting to know one or all of the three male leads in the game: Xavier, Rafayel, and Zayne. Xavier is a mysterious Deepspace Hunter. Rafayel is a passionate artist, and Zayne is a highly successful cardiac surgeon. Whether on a date at the Linkon City Arcade or taking a selfie together to capture the moment, real-time 3D rendering ensures lifelike interactions and unforgettable memories."

Love and Deepspace is set to release on Android and iOS in 2024. You can pre-register here!

[exactlycleverpirate]

Love and Deepspace: The Story So Far Part 2

A summary of everything that has happened in the main story thus far. Obviously, spoilers below the cut.

See Part 1. Part 3. Part 4.

5 months after the explosion: Lumiere (Xavier) destroys a number of protocores in the N109 Zone, throwing the area into chaos.

6 months after the explosion (about early January):

Day 1 (Wednesday): 

MC is at HQ. She has been overworking and not sleeping well. Tara and Captain Jenna are worried about her. (MC gets an appointment reminder call. Her cell phone shows it is currently 10:45 on Wednesday). MC goes to a doctor's appointment at Zayne's office. He has an emergency cardiac surgery. She falls asleep while waiting and remembers when she gave Caleb the necklace before he left for Aerospace Academy in Skyhaven. She wakes in Zayne's office. After discussing her recovery from the explosion, Zayne gives her a lockbox that contains a letter from Grandma. A Wanderer then appears in Zayne's office. After they fight it, Zayne's arm is frozen stiff. After MC leaves, Zayne remembers a conversation with Grandma. He told her her condition was serious and she said her time has come. She asks Zayne to look after MC as he promised, saying that by helping her he helps himself. That night, MC opens the letter and learns that her heart was fused to an Aether core in experiments her Grandma participated in. She calls Zayne to confirm and he tells her her former doctor, Dr. Noah, might know more.

Day 2: 

MC meets up with Zayne while waiting for transportation to Snowcrest in the Arctic where Dr. Noah lives. After helping fight some Wanderers, they acquire transportation. They make it to Snowcrest and meet with Dr. Noah. They discuss the Aether Core and MC learns one of the researchers joined Onychinus. The rest have died or disappeared. Later Zayne and MC watch an aurora and talk. She learns that he lost someone he worked with on Mt. Eternal. That night, MC goes through the data and realizes that the protocore she found in the No Hunt Zone has the same frequency as her heart, indicating it was modified by Onychinus using an Aether core.

Day 3:

The next day, MC returns to Linkon, while Zayne heads into Mt. Eternal for research.

Day 4 (Sunday, per MC's Phone (likely January 3rd or 10th of 2049)):

Back in Linkon, MC begins researching Onychinus and the N109 Zone at UNICORN HQ. That night, she runs into Xavier on the subway. She realizes she hasn't seen him in over a month. They soon realize they are stuck in a loop on the train. A Wanderer that uses mirrors and glass, a Tezcatlipoca has trapped them. They fight it, and MC gets the protocore. They go out for food and MC asks if Xavier is Lumiere, but Xavier says Lumiere should be about 40 by now. As they walk home, they discuss Lumiere and what it would take to get into the N109 Zone. Then they discover they live in the same building. Xavier says he moved in over 6 months ago, implying he has lived there longer than MC. They agree to meet up the next day and part ways.

Day 5:

MC and Xavier meet at his apartment the next day and discuss the Aether core and N109 zone. MC admits she wants to look into it because of her family and wonders if eventually she and Xavier will be enemies. Distressed, he decides to prove that he is on her side by giving her 24 hour highest level Hunter access. Xavier tells her he hopes she finds the truth. They part ways so MC can use her new access to figure out how to get into the N109 Zone. Returning to Her apartment, MC searches the Hunter Database for information. Then she connects to someone sketchy who has information about an unsolved murder 2 years before. MC thinks the murder is clearly Onychinus’ doing. The man was connected with Ever Pharmaceutical. As she wraps up the conversation, the man asks if she would like to pursue a bounty. The wanted poster is for Rafayel, dead or alive.

Continue to Part 3.

[love-and-deepspace-wiki]

Linkon Airport

Location: Linkon City

Details:

The Linkon City airport is first shown in the "Prologue to Tomorrow" part of the main story. From the story, we learn that one can purchase breakfast items at the airport. Depicted below is the airport lounge.

[sapphoslostkid]

i know theres several love and deepspace isekai fics where the player get transported into the game but what about a reverse isekai? one where one of the guys(if not all of them) gets transported into the players very normal world. what would happen then, would they lose their evol? or retain it? recognise the player they saw them irl? who knows

[lndslorepuzzler]

Under Deepspace 05: Eternal Aurora, pt 1-09

01: Unspoken Secret: After opening the box left for her by Josephine, FMC puts together that she is the subject of an illegal experiment involving the fusion of a specialized protocore (Aether Core) and a human heart.*1 She calls Li Shen who, while he knows that the protocore in her heart is unusual, doesn't have any information to offer her except that Dr. Noah may be able to give her more information. He offers to get her in contact with him at the site of his current personal research project, Snowcrest. He suggests waiting for two weeks due to the weather; FMC is having none of that.*2

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02: Snow-Kissed Coffee: Sitting at the train station after being told that the train to Snowcrest is out of commission for unknown reasons, FMC meets Li Shen; he informs her that Dr. Noah asked him to come and visit a week ago, wanting assistance on his research project. Coincidentally, he's ordered two lattes. ("Did I say we met by chance?")

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03: Beyond Expectations: FMC and Li Shen discuss the Aether Core,*3 which consists mostly of Li Shen reassuring FMC and keeping her from letting her mind run amok with any silly ideas. Upon realizing that the train has been halted due to a Wanderer attack, FMC grabs Li Shen, and takes off to insert herself into the situation.

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04: COMBAT

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05: Moving Out: After assisting with the Wanderer attack, a local hunter offers a transport vehicle for FMC and Li Shen to use on their way to Snowcrest, which turns out to be a dogsled. Li Shen, who has been to the arctic regions several times, knows how to mush a sled, and therefore takes the reins of this particular leg of their journey. FMC points out that he seems more like a local than someone who just occasionally helps out; the conversation is cut off by the arrival of their 'pick-up ride:' a pure white cross between a pomeranian and an arctic fox, named Pie.

06: Enigmatic Guide: Pie is as intelligent as a 9-year-old child. He is also a gluttonous ,ungrateful little thing, but adorable; he loves FMC immediately while ignoring Li Shen, who actually brought food for him and is having none of his tomfoolery. FMC notes that Li Shen never talks about the research he does in the Arctic regions, and Pie leads them to Dr. Noah's residence, where Li Shen helps him to corral several 'escapees.' Dr. Noah and Li Shen have a brief conversation about whether the 'antagonist' is working, and that it's 'effectiveness was shortened by a week. It seems like the Metaflux around this area is increasing again.'

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07: Aether Core: After a meal, FMC and Li Shen talk with Dr. Noah about the Aether Core; he hypothesizes that the Aether Core itself may be the reason for FMC's innate strength.*4 He says that sometimes, people just want to unravel the unknown for no real reason, but that she needs to keep the Aether Core a secret as much as possible, as letting the information out could mean making her a target for 'some (who are) willing to do anything to achieve their goals.' He doesn't know anything about any of the other researchers, save that one of them joined Onychinus in the N109 Zone.*5

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08: Snowy Tranquility: After the conversation with Dr. Noah, FMC and Li Shen have a sit-down together to watch the Aurora. She points out Mt. Eternal, which had an anomalous protofield a few years ago. Li Shen mentions that a friend sacrificed himself during that incident*6 and the two of them share a few thoughts on grief. FMC is leaving the next day, but Li Shen is not ("When I do think of you, I'll just call.")

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09: Snowy Mountain: Before going to bed, Li Shen gives FMC the documents to hold on to, as 'if they're leaked, you might become Onychinus' next target.' FMC realizes that the protocurve of the modified protocore she found in the no-hunt zone, and the energy value in its ground state, is close to the value of the Aether Core in her heart; and they're both about 500eV more than the average protocore output. This leads her to believe that Onychinus already has an Aether Core in their possession. The next morning, she's ill at ease after learning that Li Shen is planning to venture to/into Mt. Eternal, considering what he said last night.

*1, It's worth noting that, while the paperwork says the subject is 7-8 years old, it doesn't specify WHEN in the experiment's duration she is 7-8, or how long the experiment actually lasted. *2, It's specified that this exchange/phone call occurred 6 months after the explosion. *3, 'It's a power made just for you,' see Main Story: Long Awaited Revelry: Ambiguous Chaos *4, The language is unclear, 'innate strength' could be interpreted as the RESULT of the Aether Core surgery, or the CAUSE of the surgery's success. *5, See Main Story: *6, See World Underneath: Longly Flame

[lovetreats]

LOVETREATS .ᐟ navi.

disclaimer ! — what you see on this post are subject to change.

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA .ᐟ

— growth | bakugou katsuki.

a two-part story with an extremely hot-headed blond in his teens and a milder version of that in his twenties.

— spark | bakugou katsuki.

a multichapter and social media au wherein you're the lead singer of the band with a painful past. [ inspired by NANA ]

RED DEAD REDEMPTION 2 .ᐟ

— maybe this time | arthur morgan.

a short story set in 1900, a whole year after everything that happened with the van der linde gang and its demise. arthur morgan called it quits with the outlaw life, being free from dutch and the pressure. he goes and knocks on the doors of surprised ranchers, asking them for jobs to do. on one random day, knocking on a random house, he found you again.

— fall in love again | arthur morgan.

a short story set right after arthur and micah beat each other up. he doesn't have tuberculosis, but death would've been right on his ass if it weren't for charles saving him and bringing him to you.

— fall in your arms | arthur morgan.

a multichapter fic that's extremely self-indulgent. arthur, on the brink of death, literally breathing out his final breath, suddenly got transported to some random 24 year old's living room (you). he has tuberculosis, but the joys of modern medicine saves his ass.

— unknown title like fr | arthur morgan.

a multichapter fic. lorelai sheridan. once, an aristocrat's sheltered daughter, then, a renowned bounty hunter, now, a formidable outlaw.

JUJUTSU KAISEN .ᐟ

ONE PIECE .ᐟ

LOVE & DEEPSPACE .ᐟ

EVEN IF TEMPEST .ᐟ

SPIDER-MAN .ᐟ

all rights reserved © LOVETREATS. all fanfics belong to me. do not repost or claim my content as yours. do not recommend on any other platforms any of the works seen here.

[love-and-deepspace-wiki]

270HM

Vehicle Type: Motorcycle

Details:

The 270HM is an exclusive motorcycle for Deepspace Hunters that was developed by Ever Group's Research Facility. It employs state-of-the-art aerodynamic technology. Because of the high speeds it can reach, only those who have undergone professional training can obtain a motorcycle license for it.

It's currently offered in three models:

270HM

310HM

380HM

[love-and-deepspace-wiki]

Motorcycles & Cars

These are all of the specific personal transportation vehicles mentioned and/or portrayed in-game. Every now and then, the game will show a non-descript car/vehicle as part of a background. While I'm doing my best to identify everything they show, I'm only going to do specific posts about identified in-game vehicles.

Note: As of this moment, the jury is still out on what kinds of automotive options they have in Linkon City (electric vehicles, gas-powered combustion engines, something else entirely, etc.). I haven't heard any mention of gas/fuel stations, but also haven't heard anything about charging stations.

Cars:

Zayne's car

Mercedes-Benz AMG Vision Gran Turismo

Porsche Macan GTS

Morotcycles:

270HM, 310HM, and 380HM

[love-and-deepspace-wiki]

Airports

These are all of the specific airports I've heard mentioned throughout the game. I've only found a few of them. But if more come along, this is the place to find their details!

List:

Linkon Airport

Miran Airport

Miranda Airport

unnamed airport near Goldwood City