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[jordanplsno]

Hi again

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(Last pic is fanart I made for @myngxy-sue)

[yanaleese]

I don't know much about karma but his lore seems batshit crazy and I'm all for it. I also love the the fact he speaks Spanish, as a spanish speaker myself I feel like I don't see that many places so seeing it here made me happy lol

It's the Anons cheering me up yo- thank you! I am genuinely moved by your comment. Sometimes, I feel like the lore isn't as interesting as it should be. I feel like it doesn't earn enough recognition as the karma asks, so thank you, thank you, THANK YOU ALL for checking it out 😭!!!

But the reason why Karma's lore is chaotic (LMAO) is that (1) I'm trying out different things, and (2) that I'm still working on tying up him and his family's story. Since Karma is a vampire, he has lived at least 200 years so his character is RICH in lore. Plus, since his lineage stems from the 9th century - there is so much shit I have to do!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Like Anon I am trying SO hard not to double dip into revealing his lore - but since I have to make sure the details are adding up, I can't say nothing yet. But note there are a bunch of things coming up very soon!

Also yeah - I never realized until I posted that there isn't much...Spanish Yanderes??? Like come ON do you not see Charlie and Charles in a Double Sided Mirror. They sound and look so fucking hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooootttttttttttttt

But I'm glad you're elated to see Karma lol. To be honest, he wasn't supposed to be the first OC to be released, since he was actually created on a whim. But I am GLAD that you and many others adore Karma's personality and interactions. Stay tuned for him and another OC that's coming up (that is...if I actually release him (but all in due time) 😭😭😭).

[alsteneldoeight]

buddy pal you look quite glum there!

[mygladur]

new sugary spire leak just dropped

[poozle-bamoozle]

Making Prince Poo marry a seven year old is a choice of all time.

Anyways I was already in the process of bringing back Nara and now this makes me wanna sit my ass down as draw her redesign tonight

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Born to die

━━ Benjicot Blackwood x oc

Chapther three: friends

Year 126 A.C

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Dearest sister,

We hope this raven finds you on your way to your new home. Father wrote from Oldtown with the good news, both Olga and I are delighted with your recent engagement.

I want to hear all about it once you arrive at Raventree Hall (I had to look up the location on a map). IT'S A LONG WAY AWAY.

Unfortunately, Olga says we won't be able to come to your wedding, as it's a long journey and Father and Lady Julianna's wedding is taking place first. You have met her. Is she nice? Does it smell like horse poo? Is she pretty? Please, please get a quick crow to tell me before she arrives.

Anyway, Livia will attend, she's got your wedding dress. Olga didn't want to show me the drawing and fabric selection because she says I'll ruin the surprise for you. IT'S NOT FAIR, YOU DON'T EVEN LIKE SURPRISES.

That's all for now, Olga says her hand hurts from writing this letter. But we'll send you more once you get to the Riverlands.

Give Livia a big hug for me, I miss you both so much.

Best wishes,

Patricia Redwyne.

Lucrezcia reread the letter three times on Maegor's back. The huge black horse was restless, eager to gallop as soon as his owner gave the command.

They were waiting for the servants to load Lucrezcia's belongings into the cart, along with Nyssa.

Alyssane Blackwood's six men were preparing for a long journey home, their mission accomplished in securing a new maester.

Kyle was a skinny young man with blond hair and a grey habit. He was two years younger than Lucrezcia and had gained his chains at the tender age of twelve. A prodigy, the archmaesters said, but a tremendously shy and frightened prodigy. The young maester was on a small grey horse, which looked like a pony compared to Maegor.

The Redwyne girl looked out to sea, specifically to the boat with the blue sail with the cluster of grapes on it. Her father and his young betrothed were setting sail for their former home.

She would miss the wedding, and so would her family miss hers.

It didn't make her sad, but it gave her a certain twinge in her stomach.

It's not as if they were one big happy family, she herself nor her sisters attended the eldest's wedding. Livia had married her husband at the Sept of Oldtown, only her father and mother attended the ceremony.

True, she would not marry for the Seven, much to her father's dismay. Lucrezcia would marry for the customs of her new house, the faith of the Old Gods.

Now she had to face this new phase alone. Without her father's orders, Olga's disapproving looks and Patricia's laughter.

She didn't know if she liked or dreaded the idea.

"Ready?" asked Alyssane, pulling her horse ahead of her.

The girl nodded, starting on the road to Raventree Hall.

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The journey would be a long one. It would take three weeks on horseback, four if the weather was bad.

In the long hours of the day that they could ride, the Blackwood banner would only be taken out in towns or on land, not on the road, so as not to attract bandits.

One of the rivermen, Butch, would tell stories during meal breaks. Mostly to pick on Kyle.

They had been in a routine of teasing the young maester for several days, as well as trying to flirt with Lucrezcia's maid. To which Nyssa responded with amusement. When Lucrezcia looked at her with some judgement, the bravoosi would reply in her thick accent.

"You are the betrothed, not me."

Lucrezcia could only shake her head and agree with the young woman. Despite the jokes and the good humour of the rivermen guarding her, Lucrezcia felt tremendously bored.

Alyssane always walked a few yards ahead, flanked by two of her men, while the other four guarded Lucrezcia, Nyssa, and Kyle, as well as the cart with all the belongings.

She led and when it was time she hunted. Lucrezcia had helped a couple of times, getting a couple of hares and birds. She was not so skilled with the bow, she was better with the spear and commanding the dogs.

Dogs that would sail to Seagard, and then be transported to their new home.

How she missed them.

Her pack of four dogs could now run all over the Riverlands.

In the days they had been travelling, Lucrezcia had tried to learn as much as she could about her new home. She had asked Alyssane, about the castle, the people, how many people lived under its protection, what kind of organisation they followed.

Not only the duties of the lady of the house, she wanted to know as much as a lord.

Alyssane looked more than pleased, she had made a good decision with the girl. As they rode side by side, the women talked about Raventree and its lands. Kyle helped by contributing maps and scrolls, it was one of the few times Lucrezcia appreciated that the boy did not stammer.

They had formed a friendship. A shy boy and a mouthy girl.

"Oi! Baby Maester! C'me here" one of the men called "Do you have a cure for this one here?It stings like hell" he cried, clutching his private parts.

The party gathered around the fire, for it was getting dark in the forest. Alyssane, as usual, walked a couple of leagues ahead, leaving Lucrezcia and the others with the carriage.

They were preparing dinner, Lucrezcia had managed to catch two hares and the men a wild boar, which would last for several days. What little was left of the journey.

Kyle blushed and looked at the ground in embarrassment. Lucrezcia, sitting next to him, said.

"If you spent less time in brothels and more time doing your job, your dick wouldn't itch, Robb."

Robb stood up and walked over to Lucrezcia, who sat on a log, impassive.

"And who says I don't do my job? A spoilt child?" he spat.

"I say so," said Lucrezcia, "The future lady of your lands, so leave the future maester of those lands alone, because maybe, in the not too distant future, your parts will fall off, and this master won't feel like helping you".

Robb looked down, somewhat embarrassed.

"Now, apologize to Kyle for being rude."

Robb looked at the boy and pursed his lips.

"I'm sorry Kyle" Lucrezcia raised an eyebrow "I'm rude and I apologize".

"Now that is..."

Lucrezcia's words were interrupted by a thunderous noise in the bushes. In the hour of the bat, the only thing separating the group from the pitch darkness was the campfire.

Blackwood's men became alert at once. Robb signalled the others to put Lucrezcia, Kyle and Nyssa in the carriage. Lucrezcia rose from her seat, but stood still as Robb drew a dagger from his belt. It was pitch black, but Lucrezcia could make out one figure, two figures, four?

"Enter the carriage, my lady."

As the girl approached the cursed caravan, with Kyle and Nyssa already inside, an arrow stuck between the sleeve of Lucrezcia's dress and its door, breaking the handle and locking her two friends in. Or her outside.

Robb's men drew their swords swiftly. Lucrezcia tried without reward to disengage herself from the carriage.

From the shadows emerged three figures, shabbily dressed men with daggers and short swords. They did not look malnourished, and despite carrying sacks like soaps, one of them wore a gold tooth, one wore pearls in his ears, and one wore the carcass of a suit of armour that had once belonged to the Royal Guard.

"It's our lucky day, isn't it fellas?"

The man had an accent that was not from the Riverlands, nor was it from the Reach or the Crownlands. But she recognised it, it was the same one she had heard in Starfish Harbor.

"They are from Volantis," she whispered from behind Robb.

"They're filthy bandits."

The apparent ringleader of the group, a man with sparse red hair on the crown of his head and a golden tooth, tried to approach them.

"Clever girl."

Before they could get any closer to the chariot, Robb and his men charged the bandits. For Blackwood's men were not known for their patience. Lucrezcia found herself pressed against the carriage door as she tugged at the sleeve of her dress. She had counted four figures, and none of the men carried a bow.

One was missing.

Amidst the chaos of the scuffle, cries for help from inside the carriage caught the girl's attention. Kyle and Nyssa were pounding on the door from inside. One of the bandits had cut Robb, the one with the tooth. Lucrezcia watched as they scrambled around the fire, stamping their feet.

They were trying to put out the fire.

So they would have the advantage in the dark.

With all the strength she had, Lucrezcia tore the sleeve of the dress.

"Robb! Don't let them put out the bonfire!"

But Robb seemed very focused on fighting the red man who dodged her blows with ease. Lucrezcia was beginning to panic. Perhaps if she screamed, she would alert Alyssane and the reinforcements. Or more bandits.

Lucrezcia found herself in a situation where shouting wasn't going to help, but she didn't know how to fight either. So with the knife she was skinning the hares with, she tried to prise Kyle and Nyssa out.

One of the bandits fell right into the fire, the smell of burning flesh and hide was not pleasant and made Lucrezcia want to vomit.

Just when she thought the bandits were at a disadvantage and could get out of it, arms wrapped around Lucrezcia, lifting her off the ground.

"Hold still there, girl."

When the Blackwoods heard their future lady's shout, they turned in fright. Seeing the girl clutching a dagger to her throat, Robb and his men looked at each other and threw their weapons to the ground and raised their hands in defeat.

"Tie them to a tree," said the ringleader.

"You may take the gold," said Robb, "but leave the girl."

The man holding Lucrezcia, the archer, stood still, waiting. The red-haired man approached the girl, cupping her face in his dirty hands.

"And why is gold worth more to me than this pretty face, mm?"

There, Lucrezcia did the only thing she could. She spat in the bandit's face.

Apparently, this caused her other captor, the one who was holding her, to laugh.

"Shut up, Astor" said the red-haired man "What a playful little thing, yesterday?" he said this time referring to Lucrezcia. "You're going to entertain me tonight."

"The only thing that will entertain you is the beating my men are going to give you." she said haughtily.

"I'm terrified" laughed the red head. "Take the things and the girl," he ordered, "and kill the rest."

Astor, her other captor, seemed to hesitate.

"They are unarmed, Oren." he said, Lucrezcia noticed that this one was not from Essos, but spoke the common tongue like her.

Oren, the ringleader, addressed Astor in a mocking tone.

"Have you grown honour in your balls, now? At this moment? What a fucking idiot."

At that moment, an arrow flew into the forehead of the bandit who had tied Blackwood's men to a tree. It pierced his ugly head.

The galloping of horses could be heard in the darkness, broken by the torches carried by Alyssane and her men.

Astor loosened his grip on the girl, while Oren, seeing himself cornered, grabbed a stick from the ground and lit its tip with the fire of the nearly extinguished bonfire.

"If I'm not taking anything, neither are you, girl."

And he threw the flaming torch under the carriage.

Kyle and Nyssa screamed louder from inside as they felt the heat beneath their feet.

In terror, Lucrezcia kicked out of Astor's grip. The bandit made no attempt to recapture her, seeming too busy trying to tear his companion's head off with his eyes.

Lucrezcia tried again to pry open the locked carriage door with all her might. The smoke stung her lungs.

Alyssane arrived just in time to stop the bandits, who were trying to flee. Except for Astor, who, at the last moment, approached the carriage door.

Lucrezcia and the boy looked at each other for a second, before Astor assisted. A silent agreement. Then the bandit drew his sword, and failing to leverage it as the young woman had before, he slashed at the hinges of the door with the hilt of his sword.

Then Lucrezcia pulled hard, opening the door. She reached inside and tried to pull her friends out.

Meanwhile, Alyssane and her men rode to the scene. As one of them untied Robb and the others, Alyssane charged at Oren, who was trying to flee. And from her horse, Alyssane grabbed him by his thinning hair and pointed her sword at the bandit's throat.

"A last word?"

"Lord of Light, lead me. The night is dark and full of terrors. Lord of Light, protect me."

Then Alyssane slit his throat.

Once Kyle and Nyssa were out of the burning carriage, Blackwood's men were unleashed.

"This is my cue to leave," said Astor.

Lucrezcia looked at him. Trying to look grateful. He had saved her friends, but there would have been no need to save them if he and his gang had not attacked them.

"Thank you for your help" said Lucrezcia "Go, before you get caught."

"Many thanks to you, Vala."

Lucrezcia's head whipped around as she heard her mother's name from the stranger's lips. A name that had not been mentioned aloud for the last four years of her life. Spoken by a bandit in the Riverlands rather than in her own home by her own family.

"What did you call me?"

The boy gave him a half smile, and set the dagger he had helped rescue his friends on the ground between the two of them. Before disappearing into the shadows, he said to her.

"You look a lot like her." was not the only response "Valar Morgulis"

And he left. Leaving Lucrezcia confused and dizzy. Dagger in hand.

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Mouthwashing Yanderes: Various Yandere Mouthwash Headcanons/Scenario (RULES AND REQUESTS OPEN!!!)

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Gay Curly 

Lesbian Anya 

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Female Jimmy (Genderbent)  Male Anya (Also Genderbent)  Genderfluid Reader  Cis Reader  Non-Binary Reader  ETC pretty much anything is good (DO NOT MAKE A MOCKERY OUR OF ANY GENDER!) 

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Yandere Jimmy X Darling Curly 

Yandere Jimmy X Darling Reader X Yandere Curly  Yandere Crew (All five) X Darling Reader 

Yandere Crew (Four) X Darling Anya  and so on.  6: No racist, homophobic, transphobic, or any bigoty poo 

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[carrlyn-stan]

Campfire song

Pairing|| Luke x Hades!Daughter!OC

Summary|| Luke comforts Holly after she gets a verse during the campfire song in TLT musical

Word Count|| 915

Holly watched the campers eat in the dinning pavilion. She poked at her food as Luke looked toward Holly. He sat by a unclaimed kid who just came to camp.

Luke slid Percy a glass of Ambrosia. Holly couldn't hear there conversation over the Apollo cabin starting to play guitars. She raised her glass along with the rest of camp as Luke toasted to the gods.

"My dad is Hermes, he messangers things, you'll know his sign by his shoes with those wings. I'd wait by the phone, but the phone never rings, OH NOO!" Holly listened to Luke sing. She frowned at their very similar stories.

"I know how that feels," she muttered.

"When your dad's a god, life can be tough! I met the guy once, and once was enough!"

"Oh, I hear that," Annabeth murmurs

"Annabeth!' Luke cheers.

"My mom is Athena," Annabeth joined in on the song, "she's smart and she's wise. She had sworn of gluten and she has sworn of guys. But if she came to camp, it be a surprise, oh noo!"

The rest of the camp joined in on the oh no.

"Oh and my step mom, she hates me, and my dad works all day. So I left Virginia and I ran away."

"Wait is that true?" Percy asks.

"Everybody!" Luke shouts. Even cranky old Holly joined in.

"Oh things couldn't be worse, when your parents run the universe. Ohh things couldn't be worse when your folks run the universe," "alright who's next."

A girl from Demeter cabin stood, "Oh my mom is Demeter, goddess of grain, she gets excited when it starts to rain. But planting and planting and planting's a pain, oh no! Right, for their sixteenth birthday my friends got a car, I got a fern in some dumb mason jar."

Grover let out a laugh, "Ooh, ooh, my turn! v I'm the child of pan, god of the wild. For those who love nature they're often beguiled. He's not really my dad, but i'm sort of his child, oh no. He went for a hike to explore new frontiers, no one has seen him for thousands of year."

The camp once more repeated the chorus before coming to Chiron.

"Oh, well, my father is Kronos," the camp fell dead, "remember my lecture, he ate his children."

"Yeah, Chiron wins," Luke said through gritted teeth. "What about you Holly?"

"Umm… my parents aren't quite like all of yours. My father was Hades, my mother Persephone, I was born eighteen years ago, on a technicality, oh no. A prophecy stated my early arrival, what a load of absolute shit. Dropped at the gates of this mighty camp, I was raised by Mr.D to one day be a god, yet that training has made me want to stay, oh no, so when the summer solstice comes, I won't know what to do, my life has gone to absolute poo," Holly looked down at her meal, she felt tears wanting to stream down her face.

"Aaa Alright Percy, it's your turn," Luke told the boy next to him. He did, however look towards Holly, her sad face breaking his heart. Without much warning Holly suddenly disappeared. Once out of the sight of the pavilion she wandered over to a tree. On the tree there was a ladder.

She started to climb till she was met with the familiar sight of her tree house, one she had built for her as a child. As she entered a set of small glowing lights flickered on. She crawls over to a small padded bench and sat down. Holly was under the roofed part of the tree house.

She took a deep breath in as rain starts to fall. Holly snaps her head to the crawl space. She saw a mop of curly brown hair emerge from the trunk.

"Can I come in?" Luke asks. He could barely see Holly nod. Luke pushes himself up into the small house. He walks over and sits down next to the girl. They both watched to the rain hit the wooden deck of the tree house. For Holly, it had soothing properties.

"I'm sorry I'm such a wreck, it's just my past is hard," Holly leaned into Luke's side. He wrapped his left arm around her shoulders.

"My history is hard to, at least one day you get to go and be with your dad," Luke harshly laughs.

"I don't even really know him, it was them who didn't even want me. I was supposed to be a great, amazing, universally loved gift."

"We all were supposed to be," Luke frowned.

"I don't even know how I'm supposed to go to the underworld when I've, one, never been there, and two, I don't even want to, I have to!"

"Are you sure you can't chose?" Luke looked towards Holly.

"No I can't, something about the gods needing this, requiring this," Holly groaned.

"The gods need to be put into their place," Luke muttered.

"What?" Holly looked up at Luke. Oh gods! Luke thought, she can't know. Why was I so stupid? Not yet at least.

"Um.. nothing, I just said I wished you had a choice," Luke lied.

"Oh, I wish I had a choice, too," Holly whispers closing her eyes. She graciously made her head comfortable on Luke's shoulder. Luke knew he loved Holly, he knew he wanted her in on his plans, but she couldn't know about, not yet at least.

[jordanplsno]

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[theillustratedwriter]

Sunlit Moonrise | Daechwita Min Yoongi/Agust D x OC (Royalty/Fantasy AU)

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!!SUNLIT MOONRISE IS A MULTI-CHAPTER STORY AND NOT A ONE-SHOT SO IT DOES NOT MAKE SENSE IF YOU READ SINGLE CHAPTERS OUT OF CONTEXT. IF YOU ENJOYED THIS PLEASE READ PREVIOUS CHAPTERS LINKED ABOVE TO UNDERSTAND THE ENTIRE STORY!!

Chapter 7: The Dowager Vixen

The final approach to Vulstis Keep makes Aine sink in on herself. Her white and gold dress to honour Nocriam feels more like a flag of surrender for one about to enter a den of angry foxes. The weathered turrets and coal-soaked walls force the vast castle to emulate the appearance of a looming storm cloud that never goes away. A storm cloud that haunts Aine's nightmares, no matter how shiny her father commanded the white marble of the Hall of Witnesses be kept. Braelyn observes Aine closely, strawberry blonde hair pulled back into its convenient bun so she can easily trail every line of Aine's face for an inclination of the red-haired woman's mood. 

Aine may be a fantastic warrior, but she lacks the art of lady-like subtlety. She cannot mask her emotions well under ridiculous flattery or false smiles. As she drives a sword through her enemy's heart on the battlefield, there is no need to play pretend. Braelyn, however, would sweetly convince you she is your most loyal friend whilst shoving a knife through your back. 

Braelyn is chuffed that she has trumped the heir to the great Sampson name at yet something else. A trait much more favourable in the Vulstis Court, too. 

"What are you so happy about?" Aine snaps, screwing her face up in contempt. 

It seems Braelyn is so chuffed that she let her precious facade slip. Her father, Lord Berach Highmarch, would have scorned her to the high heavens if he had just witnessed that. 

The carriage comes to a halt and the horses whinny, signalling they have finally arrived at the stables of Vulstis Keep. 

"Just that we are finally here, I was beginning to get motion sickness." Braelyn lies smoothly, offering Aine a reassuring smile. 

Aine sneers at her like a wild cat. She cannot quite place it, but from refusing to say what her father had discussed with her, to the sinister look she was giving her when she awoke with a splitting headache, to the way she lightly glazes over everything as if it is fine, Braelyn is becoming rather sickening. 

A guard opens the door, a strong smell of manure wafting in courtesy of a chilling breeze. "This way, m'lady."

Well, at least they're not calling me Goddess now. Part of King Min's sudden 'be nice' plan, perhaps?

Before Aine can delve deeper into the twisted mind of the man she hates, she's traipsing through a mix of mud and horse poo into what appears to be a service entrance to the castle. 

Be nice, but not that nice, she remarks in her head, taking note of how the mess on the floor has completely desecrated the colours of Nocriam represented on her dress. She has waded through pools of blood and piles of amputated limbs, and yet some mud feels significantly more offensive. 

Though weathered from the outside, Vulstis Keep sports grand gothic architecture and design on the inside. The only similarity is that the inside is still coated in coal dust, no matter how many scullery maids are scrubbing away. Aine remembers that much from her days at Court and the long hours her and her mother would spend promenading with the other ladies whilst her father and the men flexed their egos in the Council Room. The only woman allowed in the council meetings back then was the previous queen, Min Chinsun. She is now known as The Dowager Vixen because of her sharp tongue and blatant honesty.

After climbing a vaguely familiar spiralling staircase and being guided to a door at the end of a sprawling corridor, the Vulstis guard clicks his heels together, dismissing himself. As the door swings open and Aine examines the grand fireplace and the elegant canopies that encapsulate the large bed, memories of her mother plaiting her hair and singing her folk songs flash before her eyes. This room. This very room is where she used to stay when her father was called to Court. 

"M'lady?" Braelyn asks, wondering why Aine is frozen at the threshold of a seemingly normal-looking room. 

"Leave me." Aine commands blankly, almost falling into the room as her steps are weighed down with memories of her mother.

"Yes, m'lady." Braelyn says, swiftly turning and rushing off to inform her Vulstis connections about Aine's saddened state upon seeing the room. It's all she can do to contain the smirk threatening to form on her lips. She's a proper lady, and must contain herself.

Meanwhile, Aine runs her fingers along every ledge, crevice and crack in the room. Instead of seeing the extravagant gothic architecture, she sees the windowsill as her mother's favourite spot to sit and recite her morning prayers to the Sun God. The cracked floorboard just to the right of the fireplace is not a malfunction, but instead where she used to cradle Aine in her lap as her fingers expertly wove Aine's hair into an intricate up-do. A single tear escapes the corner of Aine's eye, paralysing her cheek as it falls. Paralysing her face. She does not know what to do, she has not cried in so long. 

"Excuse me, m'lady, we have come to prepare you for the induction meeting with the Council." an unfamiliar voice announces.

Surprise, then frustration. They are emotions Aine is used to. Swiping underneath her eyes and swivelling around, she comes face-to-face with a band of Vulstis servants carrying things ranging from a dress to makeup to gold jewellery. Braelyn is nowhere in sight. 

"Right. Come in." 

Surprisingly, the dress she is shoved in is not black nor gold, but emerald green. Aine's instincts tell her that is not much better considering Vulstis's stone is the emerald. Although a Lady's role in the Vulstis Court is much more conservative than in Nocriam, their dress code certainly does not reflect this as the dress's suffocating corseted top and plunging neckline leave barely anything to the imagination. Aine's hair is wrestled into an elaborate plaited up-do to reveal the contours of her neck and collarbones and compliment the angles of her face and jawline. The servants are not as gentle as her mother used to be, yanking so hard to the point where Aine is convinced they are trying to rip the red right out of her scalp. Multiple gold jewellery pieces are draped from her neck, ears and wrists. 

She no longer looks like Princess Aine Sampson of Nocriam, the fearless warrior who sliced the skin clean off King Min's forearm. No. She looks like an object of desire. An emerald to be admired and gawked at. And now she's walking into the Council full of men who probably set this whole thing up to boost their egos.

For the first time in her life, Aine will see the Council Room. To say it is underwhelming is an understatement. Aside from some tapestries depicting the history of Vusltis on the walls, it just has the same interior as the rest of the castle. A glossy wooden table paired with some gem-encrusted chairs to flaunt their trade of coal and gemstone mining is placed in the middle, and that about sums up the furnishings in the room, excluding the essentials such as candles and draping for the window.

As for the people, they stare at her like six hungry foxes whilst taking leisurely sips from their wine cups. Aine recognises each and every one of them, either from her time at Vulstis Court when she was younger or from recent encounters. Lord Berach Highmarch, a highly ambitious man who was always after the reputation and acclaim the Sampsons had in Vulstis. Looks like he finally got it. Sir Caim Davys, a wise old man of the people, a sly swordsman, and Aine's first ever combat and archery teacher. Her heart aches a bit at the sight of him. Sir Mermin Conall, Vulstis's Head of the Royal Guard and known charmer, no matter how much he ages. Aine has had a fair few duels with him on the battlefield. And of course, Advisor Hwang, The Dowager Vixen, and King Min. 

"Ah, so this is what you look like without all your weaponry and I'm-going-to-kill-you get up! Not bad." Advisor Hwang says teasingly, that fake smile back on his face.

Aine's lip twitches and she considers strangling him with one of her necklaces, but after eyeing Sir Conall and Sir Davys, she decides against it. 

"I've already got a headache and we haven't even started yet, at least let the girl sit down before hurling your insufferable egos at her." a voice cracks through the air like a whip, as if you have to listen and obey or else. 

"Yes, ma'am." Advisor Hwang mumbles, tottering off to his seat beside King Min with his tail between his legs.

Aine takes a seat the furthest away from anyone else, partly because she does not want to be near any of these people, and partly because her dress is so big it does not allow her enough room to sit near anyone. She glances up at the owner of the voice, Min Chinsun, aka The Dowager Vixen, and notices her grey hair is fixed into a similar hairstyle as hers. Granted, she is wearing royal ornaments in it, whereas Aine is not. However, she is not bothered by it. She is wearing it with such dignity and fierceness, despite sitting at a table with men she just deemed have 'insufferable egos'. The wrinkles on her face only add to her prowess, painting her as wise and all-knowing, making her opinions valued, rather than weak and ageing. The makeup around her eyes is dark and dramatic, meaning anyone who meets her brown-eyed glare is facing off with an even more intimidating sight. It is enough to make anyone second-guess what they are saying. Considering King Min's silence up until this point, he dares not to question his mother either.

"Welcome, or should I say, welcome back to the Kingdom of Vulstis, Aine Sampson, Goddess of the Land." King Min says, raising his cup. 

Aine furrows her brows. 

"I didn't fix Coimeach Pass. What if your people go there and find out it's still ransacked? I don't think they'll be too pleased." Aine points out, hoping a revolt of Vulstis's common people will be her ticket out of here and the key to Nocriam's victory.

"No...but we did." Sir Conall perks up, smirking. 

I'm being used. Just like the emerald I'm dressed up as.

"You expect me to just sit back and be your pawn? That arrow was a warning, but rest assured you shall end up like King Ailill Olom- maimed by the Goddess you kidnapped!" Aine yells, slamming her fists on the table. 

King Min flinches, his reaction taking Aine slightly aback.

"For such a disciplined warrior, you sure do have a short fuse. Emotions will be the death of you, child, especially when there are so many vultures waiting to feed off of that." Min Chinsun assesses, sighing. 

Aine's eyes widen at how right she is, but in a moment of bubbling emotion continues on to vent her reasoning. "Maybe because the same kingdom that took away my mother and forced me into warfare is now trying to take me away from my father! All I can think about is how the Goddess Aine got her revenge- why can't I? Why must I be the one to continue to suffer losses at the hands of a man that has seemingly hated me from the moment I was born?" 

Something that somewhat resembles guilt and sympathy flashes across King Min's dark eyes, but it's gone before Aine can fully examine it. 

"Regardless, the world is cruel. People will use your emotion whether that is love, or the people you love, to get to you. You have to get that under control if you want to survive. Dying won't help your father. Maiming my son certainly will not." Min Chinsun says more harshly than before. There's no sympathy in her eyes, only openness. Telling you she's being nothing but honest, a complete contrast to her son whose eyes are nothing but closed-off. 

"Besides, what you just insinuated against our king is treasonous, you ought to be sent to the dungeons for such words!" Lord Highmarch accuses.

"Oh, do shut up, you old fart. We all know why you really want her in the dungeons." The Dowager Vixen shuts him down, Aine catching her meaning immediately. He hates the Sampsons because he envies them. She's surprised he hasn't asked for Coimeach Pass yet since it's been restored. He constantly complained to Aine's father that Arionnach Hill (pronounced Ah-ree-oh-nak), the Highmarch residence, was too far away from Vulstis Keep. 

"It's not like I was going to let the girl anywhere near the armoury, anyway. I may be old, but I'm not stupid." Sir Davys scoffs, sending a wink Aine's way. 

"Well then, I'd say that's that for this introductory meeting. I do have other things to attend to. Or do you men have some dick measuring to add onto this, because I'd much rather skip that?" Min Chinsun says curtly. 

King Min looks a little put out that his mother ended the Council meeting for him. Or was it that she mentioned his nether regions? 

As for Advisor Hwang, well, the smile is long gone and his expression finally matches his eyes. It is one of loathing, but who it is directed at, Aine cannot tell. What she can tell, though, is that she can rely on The Dowager Vixen to get things done, and in a brutally honest way at that.

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A/N: I can't tell you how much I enjoyed writing this chapter! Min Chinsun's introduction was SO fun...for someone as cold as King Min, I felt like he had to have a mother that commands attention and respect, no matter who is in the room. 

Hope Aine and Sir Davys can reconnect, too! 

I also want to thank you for all the likes and reblogs on Sunlit Moonrise so far, it means a lot! I am the 'Gardener' type of writer, as G RR Martin coined it, so I tend to build the story and world alongside the characters, rather than planning everything ahead from start to finish. 

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Requests are open

Fandoms

Genshin

Any Adult Character minus 2-5 of the harbingers, Yoimiya, Chiori, Alhaitham,

Honkai Star Rail

Any of the Adult Characters minus the Stellaron Hunters, Sampo, Seele, Ruan Mei

Bungo Stray Dogs

Fyodor, Edgar Allan Poe, Nikolai, Jono, Tetcho

Case study of Vanitas

Vanitas, Noé, Jeanne, Dominique

Demon Slayer

Giyu Tomioka, Kyojiro Rengoku, (make your case for Tengen and Muzan and we’ll talk) Mitsuri Kanroji (her x reader or her x Obani)

Jujutsu Kaisen

Gojo, Nanami

Avengers

(I’m a big fan of Superheroes) Tony, Steve, Bucky, Sam, Thor, Loki, Pietro (please! I love both quicksilvers) Wanda, Natasha, Bruce, (Since in No way Home Peter graduated from high school technically he’s 18 so we can talk but this guys on thin ice) Vision, Clint, Stephen Strange, Scott (my boy!)

Miscellaneous

L Lawliet (Death Note), Levi (Attack on Titan), Aizawa (My Hero Academia) {yes I’m Basic, No I don’t engage in the MHA fandom I just like men with long hair}, More to update!

RULES

Don’ts- No Pedoph!lia (report to the police, save a child today (you can make a difference, you can be a hero)), No Non-con (very light dub con is as far as I am willing to go), No beastiality (Hybrids don’t count in that category), No potty matters (pee and poo that means you), No incest, just be a good person over all.

Dos - Anything else unless you make me add to the don’ts, Character x reader, Character x OCs, Character x Character (I will try my best with Male x Male but I don’t often engage with that content because I am a queer female (I don’t really want to get into my thoughts on BL and GL here; maybe some other post), you can send Hybrid requests (I think they are fun), Nothing super smutty but I will write non explicit spice, pls request men with long hair/Dragon men

NOTE: If you request other characters/Fandoms I don’t have listed and said request falls within guidelines I will try to do research for your request and get back to you!

[nymphrasis]

Decided to answer a few asks at once, instead of one for today ;;w;;

Also part of me wishes that I could have these fellas introduced ( Not in ask-abomination. Just moreso their own stories mayhaps? ). Since Ive had the ideas of them for a very long time now but have not done anything with it yet ;;w;;. I remember wanting to make emotes of them at some point. I think I have made a blog of them but never really started on it yet because haha I got nervous >w<""".

It is these four ( Artist credit below ): Akika Sasaki ( Lopunny / Hatterene / Blissey )

Zarathos Zyllar ( Lucario / Zoroark / Bisharp / Zamazenta )

Li Jing ( Gardevoir / Swanna / Primarina / Alolan Ninetales )

Kusunoki Nishimura ( Mawile / Roserade )

( Although I still debate if I replace Kusunoki with Jinkuro or just make it a 5 member party instead of 4. This is Jinkuro btw! No last name has been planned, as ideas are poo ;w;! Grimmsnarl x Doublade x Alolan Marowak )

( Artist credits btw for 1,2,3, and 5 are https://www.deviantart.com/collywobblies and 4 is https://toyhou.se/BlueNoelle )

I had ideas for them and they were intended to be my practice for writing and story building ;;w;;! There was even going to be an introduction to the power of megas and dynamaxing! I even made this back in 2022, as a way where there is a discussion of immerse uncontrollable power to have when two items are combined!

( Be it I did adjusted the ideas since then x3 )

There are ideas of guilds! Inspiration are moreso from animes I've watched xd! These five are part of one! I haven't have full character rosters yet for the guild they are in, because these particular characters I keep bouncing between this and of another story ( But I dont feel like they belong to said other story. I feel like they belong to this one, but I've never fully established it because its been on and off ;;w;; )! The following are here:

Tartarus ( Gallade / Aegislash / Darkrai / Corviknight by https://www.deviantart.com/collywobblies )

Zaros ( Darkrai / Yveltal / Hisuian Zoroark https://toyhou.se/Kyatra )

Athena ( Gardevoir / Guzzlord. Not meant to be part of the guild btw! She is one of the antagonists! By https://toyhou.se/RaccoonSaloon )

Imelda ( Lucario / Marowak. By @sphaeramjourney )

Zakeal ( Morgrem. By https://toyhou.se/MiranKaza )

Kaitlyn ( Incineroar / Blissey / Machamp. By https://www.deviantart.com/bluescienceisbest )

Ezekiel ( Gallade / Volbeat. By https://toyhou.se/MiranKaza )

Damoclios ( Armarouge x Ceruledge )

Why am I suddenly bringing this up? Well... A friend recently dm'd me, asking of these characters and said how they miss hearing how happy I talk of these particular ocs, how I've always wanted to make a practice writing-base ask blog of them, and want to send these stinkers to others ask boxes just to faun over how my ocs interact with theirs ( and they meant these in particular because, uh... Well... I admittedly talk to this friend of how I'd imagine how others ocs interact with my ocs base on the asks I imagined -/////-. Can you tell that I obsess about this community but feel too shy about it? ) because this was brought back to me and even encouraged to try to give this idea another go ( This time not feel afraid ), I have just been overall debating about it ;;w;; If I do try it, I will at least need to fill up the main guild missing roles. Like... I don't have a guild leader to this story yet xd. I have yet to decide on species. Ofc the blog will focus on bipedal and anthros pwp. No ferals this time around! ( This does not mean ferals dont exist in my world for this! They do, but are very rare! Even rarer if it is a non-hybrid feral! ) I will have to replan an intro because uh... I've forgotten the old one xd. I didnt had it saved anywhere. But this does mean pausing the Kuruna blog, just to not overwhelm myself pwp

Part of me worries about whether this would even have any interests ;;w;;. Like yeah I will have fun and writing practice, that is priority! Just unsure if anyone would like this too ;;w;;

aaaaaa Also hope y'all didnt mind my little oc talk! I do miss brain rotting about my ocs but not sure if any is interested to hear ;;w;;

[sandewich]

masterlist. wattpad. spacehey.

" Everyone likes to think they're a good person but good cannot exist without evil. Pleasure without pain. "

☆ sandewich , please do not steal my work.

★ I love kitty chicha and jenna ortega omg

☆ bisexual , 🇵🇭 , cat lover , Feb 22.

can write:

smut/lemon

lime

fluff/comfort/reverse comfort

angst

random/crackfic

fem, male, trans, nb, gn, and other readers are allowed to request!

no problematic things!

-- homo/trans/lesbian/bisexual/heterophobia, racism, neo/xenophobia, zoophiles, pedophiles. (Girl From Nowhere can have these, but it should be for an separate OC and not Y/n).

no weird kinks!

-- foot fetish, vore, piss/poo kink, blood kink, I think you get it.

below is the fandoms , groups , and actors !

!! ;; fandoms.

Girl From Nowhere (2018/2021)

Nanno x TK, Nanno x Y/n, Nanno x Jane/Rosy (maybe).

Yuri x Y/n, Yuri x Junko.

TK x Y/n.

The Night Has Come

All Of Us Are Dead

Choi Namra x Y/n.

Wednesday (2023)

Wednesday x Y/n

Enid x Y/n

Steven Universe

Class Of '09

and more!

!! ;; kpop groups.

NewJeans (Only SFW)

LOOΠ∆

Red Velvet

Enhypen

SKZ/Stray Kids

Blackpink

and more!

!! ;; actors.

Kitty Chicha Amatayakul.

Nanno (Mara Amaratayakul).

Suda Romyen.

LeeLa.

Golf.

Pu.

Jenna Ortega.

Wednesday.

Skye Willow.

Cairo Sweet.

Lorraine Day.

Nink Chanya McClory.

Yuri.

# sande yaps = sande talking / sande's thoughts.

# sande intro = introduction of sande.

like and reblog if you can !! ♡

[reedipop]

open to rp

characters i will mainly roleplay as (in order):

gonta gokuhara

gundham tanaka

mahiru koizumi

kiyotaka ishimaru

korekiyo shinguji

hajime hinata

kazuichi souda

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i'm willing to do other characters, pls just don't judge if i do bad i'm not a pro at it lol

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topics

will:

- cuddles

- comfort (sh, sleep, stress, etc.)

- kisses

- slight nsfw

will NOT:

- any kink related to toilet stuff (pee, poo, fart, skibidi)

- gore

- hard nsfw

- bdsm

- bullying other than teasing or bullying *comfort*

- anything that would get me in trouble with the government

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ships i'll do

- komahina (nagito x hajime)

- ougoku (kokichi x gonta) *maybe*

- ishimondo (mondo x taka)

- soapies (hiyoko x mahiru)

- any character i said i'd mainly rp as x oc (bc i'm so loving and inclusive ^‿^)

either dm me on discord @dehlsohl or just do it in my dms <3

[iluvmyships]

REQUESTS

Will allow:

Poppy Playtime! (Preferably Chapter 3)

MHA! (Any characters)

Demon Slayer! (I will most likely do aged up or modern)

Komi Can't Communicate!

Helluva Boss!

Hazbin Hotel!

FNAF!

Avatar (The blue people or the last Airbender)

SMUT

FLUFF

ANGST

GORE

X OC

TIME-OUT

Pedo

Piss/Poo Kink (Sent this and your BANNED)

NO EXTREME BONDAGE