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[phantasmalnightmare]

Starter for @deathdetectives

How long had Shinigami been asleep this time? It was hard to tell in the cramped space of her tome, the Book of Death. She was timeless, bored, and so very alone. She hated the isolation and despair she felt when she had no master to serve. A part of her wished that she had disappeared when Yuma used the emergency exit. The Death God wished he would come back for her already, but would he want to lose his memories again?

In one of those perpetual moments, there was a flash of light. Lavender hues cracked open, as Shinigami took in the brilliance of freedom once more. Lazily floating out of her tome, she expected to find Yuma. "About time Master! Hmph, I suppose I can forgive you now that-" However, it wasn't him that stood there, but Vivia.

"Anemic Vampire!? Why are you here?" Her floating body seemed to deflate in disappointment. "I thought Master would have come back for me... Well, what do you need? Don't tell me you're actually working and need my help or something!?"

[metalcursed]

i'm b.uddy the e.lf singing I LOVE U over and over in different pitches @ my dash

[torpublishinggroup]

GET BOOKT

A guide of books to gift the people in your life and yourself!

For the person who made a 200+ slide powerpoint about Neon Genesis Evangelion for a presentation party… Also for those who attend presentation parties…

The Archive Undying by @emcandon

For all former and current theater kids (affectionate)...

Will Do Magic for Small Change by Andrea Hairston

For the reader who prefers their off-the-wall science fiction tempered with social commentary, or enjoys social commentary in a space opera font…

The Jinn-Bot of Shantiport by Samit Basu

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For the friend with the SHUDDER account…

Piñata: A Novel by Leopoldo Gout

For the burned-out chosen one who’s so, so tired…

The Saint of Bright Doors by @adamantine

For the tumblr mutual that fell down the wuxia cdrama hole…

The Water Outlaws by S. L. Huang

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For the gamer who fondly remembers their confrontation with Rayquaza atop the Sky Pillar…

Untethered Sky by Fonda Lee

For the “smash first, questions later” friend in your life…

Ebony Gate by Julia Vee & Ken Bebelle

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The Mimicking of Known Successes by Malka Older

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For the reader who wished Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell was actually Jonathan Strange/Mr Norrell…

The Last Binding trilogy by @fahye, including: 

● A Marvellous Light

● A Restless Truth

● A Power Unbound

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[mrcarrots]

Can I bite him?

wooyoung ♡ log_1day vlog - emoji ver.

[millardhatesyou]

commission / ch. 4 will be published tonight (/≧▽≦)/ ♪ ♪

[the-xolotl]

⭒⛦Radio Tower Archives.⛦⭒

⛧☾༺ Alastor Fics and One-shots Masterpost ༻☽⛧

I do NOT want to see minors sniffing around my NSFW fics, I will block you on sight.

𓄃 Darling, Can I Be Your Favorite? Pt.1 - Alastor x Reader | SFW

𓄃 It’s Worse Being Something With You Pt. 2 - Alastor x Reader | SFW

𓄃 Morning Kisses - Alastor x Reader | SFW

𓄃 Songbird, Sing Me a Song - Alastor x Reader | SFW

𓄃 What a Bloody Mess! - Alastor x Reader | NSFW

𓄃 Sweet, Soft Shadow Man - Alastor’s Shadow x Reader | SFW

𓄃 Peeping-Drone - Alastor x Reader | NSFW

𓄃 Take It Right - Alastor x Reader | NSFW

𓄃 Rising With the Sun - Alastor x Reader | NSFW

𓄃 Three’s Not Always a Crowd Pt. 1 - Alastor x OC x OC | NSFW

𓄃 A Taste of Darkness Itself - Alastor’s Shadow x Reader x Alastor | NSFW

𓄃 Worshiping At His Feet - Alastor x Reader | NSFW

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[peachiesuntory]

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Late upload but since disney isn't going to give us a season 2, here's a post-finale fic for everyone who survived eight episodes of sexual tension just to be ghosted by lucasfilm.

[museofreverie]

𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦. Eren Jaeger

Pairing: Modern Fem!Reader x Eren Jaeger┊ONGOING ┊Written in 2nd POV

In which a chronically online Gen Z that went through the pandemic goes to the Attack on Titan Universe and tries her very best to change the ending with an "I can fix him" mentality.

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

Archive of Our Own ┊ Wattpad

┈➤ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒

When the world is thrown into chaos and safety protocols become the new normal, you must confront the fact that continuing your lifelong dreams of becoming a dancer may no longer be possible after experiencing the loss of a beloved someone due to the pandemic. However, there is always a possibility of finding small joy even in times of despair: the freedom to do whatever you want during quarantine. And perhaps this includes being addicted to the Attack on Titan series. But when an action of yours triggers a phenomenon, you find yourself transported to a familiar world where man-eating titans exist, with the threat of war looming between countries ━ all of a sudden, fiction becomes reality and things take a drastic turn as you encounter your beloved characters. As the stakes become increasingly high with your knowledge about the future, you must learn how to confront your fears, face the consequences of your choices, and with the goal to change the course of history and stop the gruesome fate of many by helping Eren Jaeger discover the true meaning of freedom at all cost.

┈➤ 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒

𝟎𝟎𝟎┊Prologue 𝟎𝟎┊From You, 2000 Years Ago 𝟎𝟏┊The Girl Who Knew 𝟎𝟐┊Iced Coffee and Anxieties 𝟎𝟑┊Some Words of Wisdom 𝟎𝟒┊Just a Very Long Dream 𝟎𝟓┊Under The Tree 𝟎𝟔┊Dépaysement 𝟎𝟕┊Held Captive 𝟎𝟖┊Rot Girl Summer [ONGOING]

┈➤ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

Heavy Spoilers, Manga Spoilers, Slow Burn, Long Chapters, Attempt at Humor, Heavy Cursing, Mommy Issues, Blood and Gore, Anxiety Attacks, Grief, Violence, PTSD, Trauma, Mention of food restrictions, Body Dysmorphia, Period-Typical Discrimination, Fascism, Gaslighting, Slavery, Mental Illness, War Crimes, Racism, Death

┈➤ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄

Hello, everyone! I finally decided to post this Eren fic here on tumblr to have more engagement to it. Yes, it's an isekai fic and yes, we will embrace the cringe! The AOT brainrot will not end that's why I wrote this because Eren deserves a happy ending---but before that, please bear with me because this is a slow burn fic. I didn't want this fic just to focus on romance and make Y/N a mary sue---I want her, you, be written as human as possible. This fic will talk about loss, grief, moral dilemmas, psychological trauma and many more along the way. Also, if you don't mind, there will be a LOT of pop culture references. (If you don't like reading those, then it's fine. You are free to exit this fic.) I hope you'll enjoy this ride! feel free to also comment down your thoughts since I love reading comments <3 lots of love!

[r0b0s-robos]

IT'S HEERE!!! Just wanted to say thank you to everyone who's been waiting and supporting the Harpy!AU. The first chapter is here! That said, I write my fics chapter at a time, so please be patient while I work on the next chapter and my other fics!

Summary: (Harpy!DCA AU x Reader) As your village's trader, you often travel to and from the inner city for various community members. On your way back one day, you go off course because you see something you don't quite believe— a supposedly abandoned harpy nest. You find out quite quickly that everything is not as it seems. Your once easy life is thrown into chaos as magic, soul bonds, and the consequences of actions, not your own begin to catch up to you. ���——— ☼☽⋆｡°✧ ☼ ✧⋆°｡☾☼ ———— From Chapter One: At once, the harpy’s head turned toward your direction. It had a barn owl-like face with the eyebrow tufts of a screech owl. Its eyes blared red in the darkness, illuminating the rest of its face. Its body slowly turned to match the direction it was facing. Wide eyes met your figure, feathers puffed to look bigger— as if it needed to do so. The way the light hit its feathers made the harpy look a vibrant shade of royal blue. Flecks of yellow dappled the underside of its wings, like stars reflecting off water’s surface. You would have loved to draw a picture of how its red eyes landed on you.

[accio-sriracha]

no-food-yes-caffeine regulus fainting and james going crazy 💃💃 love your work ꢭ

BWAHAHA WAIT I LOVE THIS

I ACCIDENTALLY TURNED IT INTO A FIC SO HERE YOU GO DARLING <333

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Love Stupid

By: Accio_Sriracha

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Regulus Black/James Potter

Characters: James Potter, Regulus Black, Sirius Black, Marlene McKinnon, Gryffindor Quidditch Team Members

Word Count: 3k :)

Additional Tags: Quidditch Captain James Potter, Chaser James Potter, Seeker Regulus Black, Regulus Black Drinks Too Much Caffeine, And Doesn't Eat Anything Before The Match, Protective James Potter, Sassy Regulus Black, Idiots in Love, Friends to Lovers, Sirius Black & James Potter Friendship, Marlene McKinnon & James Potter Friendship

Summary:

Captain James Potter was determined to make the most of his final quidditch game ever at Hogwarts, but when a certain Regulus Black faints on his hunt for the snitch, James didn't hesitate before whipping around to chase after him.

With the Quidditch Cup on the line, and both of their hearts on their sleeve, they share a moment James would remember long after the memories of quidditch had faded.

In the end, they both won, and they were proud to have fallen stupidly in love with each other.

[phantasmalnightmare]

Starter for @fuzzhead-detective

Fubuki sighed drearily as the Kanai Ward train finally began to come to a stop at the station. She hadn't expected the explosion, her time rewinding ability the only thing that had allowed her to survive, and it had taken her a few more attempts to locate and disarm the bomb. Somehow, she'd finally managed to cut the correct wire(Luckily there had only been three), but she was feeling exhausted from all the rewinds.

A mix of both dread and relief overwhelmed her, as the train finally came to a halt. She didn't think that trains normally exploded, which meant that someone was probably after her. She didn't think she had many rewinds left. The time Leaper cautiously peeked out of the train. There were some people further down in uniform, staring at in confusion "Wasn't this train supposed to be blown up?" One of them asked.

She ran in the opposite direction as fast as she could, before the men could spot her. She rounded the corner finally, stopping to catch her breath. The rain had already drenched her hair, and she looked out at the city. "Oh dear... This is turning out to be quite the adventure. I fear I'm not up to investigating at this moment. I did not expect the trip here to be an adventure in itself."

[katherinewinchester13]

You got the dragonflies above your bed

You have a favorite spot on the swing set

You have no room in your dreams for regrets

You have no idea

The time will arrive for the cruel and the mean

You'll learn to bounce back just like your trampoline

But now we'll curtail your curiosity

In sweetness

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★★★★★

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Incomplete ❌

Words: 25,559

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NO SHIPS 🤍

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Bruce Wayne becomes a Dad a lot earlier than expected, and learns a few things along the way.

Unrelated stories about the Baby Bats. All in the same timeline, but you don't need to read one to understand the others.

Stories 1 - 3 in chronological order, but you can dip in and out as you please.

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[vnti-vnxiety-recs]

Won’t fall for it (M)

★  PAIRING: Renjun x Toxic!Reader

☆ WORD COUNT: 3.3K

★ GENRE(S): Smut, Drama,Angst

☆ SUMMARY: No amount of red flags will keep Renjun away from you. As he tries to fix you he finds himself becoming a different person. Did you ruin him? Or maybe he was ruined all along.

★ ☆ WARNINGS: Toxic relationship,Swearing, Brief mentions of cheating, Manipulation, Gaslighting. Various acts of Sexual intercourse. Degrading, Self sabotage, MDNI

☆★ NOTES: This is the 1st installment of THE POISON ARCHIVES! This series is very toxic so beware. Each story is based off of lyrics from their song poison! This one is shorter compared to the rest in the series. I'm sorry.

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♫₊˚.“Your head on my shoulder, hinting forever This time I won’t fall for it”₊˚.♫₊

It was the third time this week that Renjun had to drag you out of a party. He was cooped up in his dorm room when he got a text from your friend letting him know you were passed out in the bathtub of another frat party. This couldn't have come at a worse time; he already didn’t have enough time to think, let alone study, and exams were coming up. He had tried to persuade you to stay with him tonight to catch up on some studying. He always tried to get you to stay in with him as opposed to going out. He knew the night would end with you in a drunken mess and him having to go collect you. All he did lately was worry and look after you; he had no extra time to spare. If only you would stay in with him, he wouldn't have to worry about dragging himself out of bed at 2 a.m. and scrambling out his door to come to your rescue. You promised him you would join him on a study date next time. It was always next time.

You were never much of a scholar, only going to college because your parents offered to pay and promised that if you at least tried, they would buy you a brand new car. Your definition of trying was getting to class late almost every day and getting wasted at parties almost every night. Renjun knew what he was getting himself into when he got involved with you. He was warned a thousand times. You guys have had a lab together since freshman semester, and he was your designated seat partner. Your first impression of him was that he was really sweet, and although he was quiet, he wasn't really shy. He was definitely not the normal type you go for, but he slowly melted your heart.

This was one of the only classes that you didn't miss. You arrived on time every day, not wanting to waste a second with the cute boy you sat next to. You couldn't help but curse the universe; why couldn't he be in all your classes? Then maybe you would be more motivated to go. Before you even introduced yourself to him, Renjun knew who you were from stories around campus. He knew all about your track record of sleeping with half the campus, how you were almost failing every class, and even how you may or may not have sucked off a professor to get a passing grade to show your parents for once. He has already heard the worst of it, but he wanted to form his own unbiased opinion of you first. Renjun considered himself a fair man and gave everyone an equal shot. He almost finds the rumors hard to believe because, when he was with you during labs, he could only see the bright and charming side of you. You could say he was blinded by the attention you gave him. He loved feeling your eyes on him, even when the professor was going over very important course material. You thought you were being so sly when you would peek at him out of the corner of your eyes while you pretended to read the course material, but he saw it all.

Since Renjun knew you never paid attention in class, he offered to tutor you. He took this opportunity to get closer to you and get to know the real you some more. After a few weeks of flirting, he soon found the courage to ask you out. Honestly, it kind of threw you a bit; you weren't really used to being asked out on dates. If anything, you thought maybe he would ask to fuck you like everyone else. You never really liked to be tied down in the past, with your longest relationship lasting only a month. You were not one to take relationships seriously; once you’re bored, you find a new toy to play with. You knew it was a terrible idea, but you really liked Renjun and thought he could be a good influence on you and your studies. Sometimes you would lay your forehead against his; he always thought it was your way of showing affection, but really you were just trying to get his smarts to rub off on you.

Unfortunately, you soon find out that Renjun wasn't as much of a nerd as you originally thought. He was fairly average in his studies and passed most classes with a B+. He was really laid-back for the most part and knew how to have fun. The difference between him and you was that he knew when the fun should stop. Like right now, for example.

He found you passed out in the tub of the party's bathroom, and he's trying to help haul you to your feet, which you protest heavily against. You make a scene all the way until you reach his Black Camaro. Most people are too drunk by this time to really take notice, but the few eyes that do drift in your direction make Renjun's face burn a little in embarrassment as you slur your insults at him.

"Lemme go idiot!" You beat at the hand that's guiding you to the passenger side of his car. He opens the door and buckles you in, praying to God that you don't throw up like last time. He just got his leather seats reupholstered, and he does not want you to ruin them.

"Calm down, baby aren't you tired yet?" He tries his hardest to be patient with you, but he swears it's quickly running out. It was 3 a.m., and he was already in the middle of pulling an all-nighter before your friend called.

"I want to have fun! You ruin everything! You're so boring Junnie, I hate you!" You cry, kicking at the glove compartment of his car.

Renjun is not sure if the pained expression that imprints itself onto his face is in response to your crude words or to the potentially damaging damage you are causing to his precious car. He tries his hardest not to take your words to heart. You don't mean it, he tells himself, but as each day passes, he finds it harder to believe.

He drives you home and puts you to bed, deciding to stay over in case you get sick and need him. His assignment is due the next morning at the start of class, but he convinces himself he can make it up later.

He noticed his grades had begun to suffer the more he was with you. You always convince him to go out and party or skip class to fuck around. You would constantly complain that he doesn't spend enough time with you whenever he tries to deny you. At first, he thought he could change you. He didn't want to change you completely; he just wanted to help you break your bad habits. He wanted to watch you succeed. In actuality, he was the one to change. You dragged him down to his lowest point, making him just like you; it was like looking in a mirror. You ruin him just as you continue to ruin yourself.

That morning, he makes you breakfast and lays out a painkiller for the headache he knows you’ll have. He gently wakes you up to properly care for you.

"Wake up baby, you need to get ready for class." Once he sees your eyes slowly opening, he taps your lips, signaling for you to open, and he slips the pill inside, quickly handing you a bottle of water to help wash it down.

"What time is it?" You groan

"7am. If you get up now, you can still make it in time for your 9 o'clock class~" He coos playfully.

"I'm not going." You say this as you roll yourself deeper into the bed.

Please, babe come on, you have missed class all week! You need to get up." He peppers your face with kisses.

He can't help the way his heart warms when you smile at the action. You guys never really had intimate moments like this outside of fucking. The only time he really gets to hold your hands is when he has them interlocked with his, as they are pinned above your head when he fucks you. He never really gets to gently caress your skin like he's doing now unless he's caressing your ass after giving it a punishing slap. You don't really like the "sappy shit," as you call it, so he's grateful you're too hungover to stop him.

He caresses your face for a few more moments before pulling away. "Come on, let's get you washed up and dressed."

He runs you a shower and ends up joining you when you complain about not being able to properly wash your back. He loves doing things for you; it's his own way of showing affection, so he doesn't complain when he dresses you and then himself. Not even when he's packing your breakfast from earlier so you can eat in the car as he drives you to class. The face you make as you happily munch on your food and hum along to the music he plays is enough to feed his delusions that everything is okay between the two of you.

When you arrive, he walks you to class. He's just making sure you actually go inside and don't sneak off again. He has to run across campus to try to make it to his own class. No matter how hard he ran, he was still 10 minutes late. Pair this with the fact that he never finished his assignment from last night, and his professor wasn't going to be too happy with him. He didn't care; he finally got you to go to class this week. He takes that as a small victory and a sign that maybe things will be alright after all.

Most people don't understand your relationship; they can't comprehend why the campus whore would settle down with an average guy like Renjun, who doesn't stand out at all.

His grades don't stand out.

His friends don't stand out.

His bank account doesn't make him stand out either.

Most people are surprised you guys have lasted as long as you have. His friends sure as hell don't approve of you. They say you drain him and that you're like poison. He writes them off as being jealous. How could he pay attention to any red flags when you make him feel so good? Sure, you can be a bit snappy, rude, and unaffectionate at times, but inside the bedroom, you tell him the sweetest lies to make him feel wanted. The way you touch him washes away all the doubts he's ever had about you. You were the only one who could make him feel like this.

Maybe that's why he can't even find it in himself to be upset at you when you text him that you ended up skipping class and ask him to meet you in the recreation center’s storage room. He was already late to class, and he doubts he can piss his professor off any further, so he sneaks out. He knew what you wanted, and like always, he finds himself giving into you.

You were able to snag an extra key to the storage room from the janitor last semester, and this has been your hotspot ever since. The Rec was always under construction, so no one really came here. The storage room was all the way in the back, away from any prying eyes. This is where you bring all your fuck-toys to have fun with. Renjun knows this fact, so when you bring him here, he has to pretend it doesn't bother him that you probably think of him as nothing more than another fuck toy. At Least he’s your favorite one, right? The recreation center is barren as always, so no one sees the two of you as you sneak in.

As soon as the door shuts behind him, he feels your hot touch all over him. His mind is running a thousand miles as you kiss him with fever. You bite at his lower lip, slipping your tongue inside as you explore his mouth. He grabs your hips and moans into your mouth, pushing you back until you hit the opposite wall. He shoves a knee between your legs and pushes up your short skirt.

"Do you want me to make you feel good, baby? Tell me what you don't deserve." Renjun can't help the slight venom that shrouds his voice as he grabs your face, forcing you to look at him.

"Please, Junnie, touch me. I need you." You moan 

"Why should I? Can’t you call one of your other toys to come finish you off?" He scoffs, shoving his hand under your skirt and rubbing you through your panties.

He's jealous. No matter what lies he tries to feed himself, he's jealous and angry that he can't have you the way he wants. He doesn't want your body; he wants more than that; he wants your tainted heart all to himself. He wants to be able to take you on dates and shower you with affection, but you deny him. You reject him because you love playing games, and he knows he won't be your last toy. He hates you at this moment, even as he has your legs shaking and your juices soaking your pretty lace panties. He hates you for playing with his heart, but he should have known.

"You're my favorite love, don't you know that? Can you feel how wet you make me? You're the only one I want to touch me like this." You try to meet his eyes, but he looks away. "You’re my Junnie; don't you know how special you are? No one holds a candle to you."

He wants to believe you, but you sound like a broken record. You only whisper sweet promises to him in the dead of the night because you know only the stars can be his witnesses. He knows the only true warmth he can feel from you is the warmth of your pussy as you tighten around him whenever he fucks you. As there’s no warmth in your arms, there is surely none in your heart.

He doesn't want to hear anymore; he's sick of your lies, and the only way he can drown them out is by preoccupying your mouth with moans instead. He shoves your underwear to the side and sinks a finger into your warmth. Any lies that you were going to let spill fall short when he fills you up with his fingers. He fucks you until your back aches into his chest and your thighs clamp around his hand. He hates that he thinks you're beautiful.

He wants to ruin you.

He flips you around so that you're facing the wall.

"Ass out, slut," he says, unbuckling his belt and letting his pants fall past his hips just enough for him to pull out his hard length. He can't bear to look at you anymore, and he knows that if he does, he will find himself falling for your lies again. Not this time; this time he won't fall for it.

He pushes your lower back in a bit, making you arch deeper, and lines himself up at your entrance. Just before you can finish your plea for him to hurry, he shoves two fingers in your mouth and leans over you to whisper in your ear.

"Whores don't make demands; they take them." He spits, setting a quick pace.

He rests his head against your back and leaves harsh bites and hickeys there. His free hand reaches around to play with your boobs and pinch at your nipples. He can feel you clench around him, signaling your second orgasm, and he pulls out.

You immediately cry out in protest, but when he grabs the back of your head,pulling your hair as he shoves you to your knees on the ground, your cries turn into silent, submissive whimpers.

"You don't deserve anything from me, baby; all you deserve is to choke; that's exactly what you're going to do."

You're looking up into his eyes from your position on the floor. His eyes don't shine the way they used to; he looks more tired now. Your sweet boyfriend is gone. The cute boy from your lab who used to tutor you is long dead. He's just a shell of what he used to be, and it's all your fault. You feel horrible, and you can't help but pity him, so you did the only thing you knew how.

You opened your mouth and took him down your throat. You sucked him off until he was biting back moans, until he was shivering and grabbing the back of your head to shove you down further. You gag on him, but you take everything he gives you. You knew this would be the last time he gave you anything.

You’re going to miss him. Although everything you said to him was a lie, he really was your favorite. No one cared for you the way Renjun did, and you know that no one else ever will. They're going to use you up just like you used him. You are not sure if the tears that stream down your face are from the way he roughly fucks your face or from the fact that you know you screwed up. When he finishes against your lips, you savor every last drop, lick him up, and wipe your tears.

"Renjun I-" you begin

"I think we should break up." He can't look at you when he says it, and you don't blame him.

You can't find the right words to respond with, so you stay silent, and he's grateful. He's decent enough to help you clean up and fix your hair. He doesn't look back as he exits the storage closet. He never looks back on the memories he shared with you, either. He doesn't feel bad when he blocks you on everything and requests to have his seat changed in your shared class the next day. He feels relieved, like he can breathe again. He hates that he let it go on this long. He should have ended it a month ago when Chenle told him you cheated on him at a party.

You had kissed some upperclassmen, and when he confronted you about it, you swore it was because you were drunk and that it didn't mean anything. He took your word over his friends. He believed that you loved him. He wanted to believe it forever. He wanted to fall for your words over and over again, but he could only be fooled so many times.

He still sees you around campus, but he's happier now, and it doesn't bother him to see you with a new toy. He's able to make up all of his missed assignments and return his grades to their previous B+ status.

His friends shunned him when he was with you; they hated seeing him get used, and they hated him even more for ignoring their warnings and help. After many apologies, he was able to return to his circle of friends.

Everything was back to normal, and he was finally free of your poison.

So why is it that when everything is back on track, he finds himself ensnared by you again? He thought he would never look back, but he ran into you at a party, and one thing led to another, and here he was, balls deep in you again. He should be cursing himself to hell and back, but all he can manage to do is moan pathetically. That's exactly what his friends called him when they found out. He swore to them that just because he was sleeping with you again didn't mean he was going to take you back. He promised that it was just sex and that it meant nothing. He wasn't going to get hurt again because, frankly, he felt nothing for you anymore.

That's what he tells himself anyway.

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A.N: Sorry if the ending felt counter productive to his character brah I just wanted to make it dramatic kekeke. you can stop reading at "Everything was back to normal, and he was finally free of your poison." if you want renjun to stand tf up lmaoo

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✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ OVERVIEW OF MY THEORIES ⌝

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— what the stars reveal: theory, summary

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— overview: (as of 2.2) an introduction to a few of my main ideas surrounding sampo & his identity, as well as a helpful resource for understanding terms i use in other analyses

— functions as a shorthand for myself so i can include complicated concepts in my writing without having to explain them every time!

— i may add new terms and theories to this list occasionally

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✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ GENERAL ⌝

Aha!Sampo:

— The theory that Sampo was, is, or will be Aha the Elation at some point in the story. This includes a number of different consciousnesses and states of being described under my specific theories!

Emanator!Sampo:

— The theory that Sampo was, is, or will be an Emanator of Aha the Elation at some point in the story. This includes a number of different consciousnesses and states of being described under my specific theories! Has some overlap with Aha!Sampo (see Vicarious Emanator Theory for more).

Elation!Sampo:

— An umbrella term comprising Aha!Sampo and Emanator!Sampo theories, as well as theories that position him as having an identity closely intertwined with the Elation.

Just-A-Guy!Sampo:

— The theory that Sampo was, is, and has always been just a guy. Just a silly guy doing his thing. This can range from “no connection” to “tormented by eldritch visions constantly” in terms of his relationship with Aha.

Ultimate Scammer!Sampo:

— The half-crack theory that Sampo, being at his core a con-man, is just trying to scam everyone around him (including the Masked Fools and Aha Themself) and doesn’t necessarily have any lore connection to those he is trying to scam.

Silhouette!Sampo (Silhouette Theory):

— The theory that Sampo is or was the silhouette in Aha’s splash art; this does not necessarily mean he and Aha are the exact same entity, but rather that he is present in the splash art.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ SPLIT CONSCIOUSNESS THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Aha, for a multitude of potential reasons, is split into different states of consciousness, and Sampo is one of those states. (These states may all be potentially Emanator status, or function on varying levels of power.)

— Some of these states may be purely physical, purely mental, or a combination of both. They may be able to exist in the same space, or they may only be able to be traded off for one another.

— Examples include: completely separate physical beings that share similar memories or thoughts but are still distinct on their own, completely separate mental states that share similar physical beings but are sectioned off from one another, or completely separate mental states that take completely separate physical forms.

— Basically, Sampo and Aha, while still having the same core identity, are themselves distinct people.

— Can share similarities with the Furina/Focalors situation from Genshin, or the way Herrshers like Sirin function as separate entities in the minds of those they inhabit (like Kiana).

— Subtheories include: Aha trying to exploit a loophole to avoid “falling” or compulsory existence (thus creating a part of Themself that can live more freely as Sampo), the gradual growing apart of the silhouette (Sampo) in Aha’s splash art and the masks (Aeon proper), and the distinct transformation that takes place from human to higher form (complete with a huge shift in personality and mental existence).

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ DUAL CONSCIOUSNESS THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Aha and Sampo have, currently do, or will at some point in the future exist inside the same physical being.

— Constant push and pull between mortal consciousness and Aeonic consciousness.

— No “split” here, both consciousnesses are in there like a soup.

— For those who have listened to The Magnus Archives (minor spoilers), I view this as similar to Michael Shelley’s absorption of the Distortion that turns him into Michael Distortion (Sampo, in this case, would be someone who “absorbed” Aha in a similar way, or vice versa).

— He could still land at Emanator status despite being so linked with Aha, similar to the way Michael (despite being so intertwined with the Spiral) was still considered an Avatar.

— He is Sampo but also not Sampo, Aha but also not Aha. He is both. He is neither. He is not a who, Archivist, he’s a what.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUSNESS THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Aha is made up not of one singular entity, but rather several different forms that share a collective consciousness.

— There is no split or dual identity here, only a shared “mind cloud” for combined information, memories, and emotions across different forms.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ COMPULSORY EXISTENCE THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Aeons, by nature of being, live a sort of compulsory existence where they are inextricably tied to their concept. Any deviation from this concept will backfire horribly, either by “falling,” blotting out of existence, or simply being repressed and overwritten by their state of being. (Based on Himeko's Parlor Car Dialogue and the "Primum Mobile"!)

— Aeons that ascend from mortal forms or are closest to humanity will be especially hit hard by this, like Akivili and Aha. There is a constant push and pull between the ideas and influence of humanity (whether past, present, or both) and the eldritch state of being an Aeon, potentially creating massive amounts of repression — repression so deep that deviating feelings can barely be felt at all before snapping back into place.

— Subtheories include: Aha sectioning these deviating feelings off from the rest of Their being by creating Sampo (split consciousness), Aha turning Themself mortal or trying to find a way back to their original pre-Aeonic form as a way to mitigate this, and Aha trying to find a way to pass on Their power so They don’t have to deal with it anymore (whether Sampo is Aha trying to pass off this power, or Sampo is not Aha but is the potential recipient).

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ SEPARATION THEORY ⌝

— The theory that, either at or after Aha’s ascendancy into an Aeon, Their mortal and Aeonic consciousnesses separated into entirely separate beings; Aha as the Aeon and Sampo as the mortal.

— Different from Split Consciousness Theory in that Sampo and Aha are not directly linked in identity, only that they both used to be part of the same person and are now entirely separate.

— In this scenario, Sampo would have the same longevity as Aha the Aeon, staying alive for as long as Aha is. He would also likely work against Aha as a sort of “what the fuck and hell are you doing” countertype.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ DOLL THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Sampo was created by Aha in Their own likeness for a variety of reasons, including but not limited to: pure chaos, undercover operations, endgame plans, and just for the hell of it.

— Based off of the Aha Stuffed Toy Simulated Universe occurrence!

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ DEAD GOD THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Aha the Elation has died, is in the process of dying, or at some point will die. This also includes “falling” or faking Their “fall”/death. “Death” in this case also does not have to be literal, but can be returning to non-Aeonic status.

— If Aha has previously died or faked Their death, this would be something widely unknown to the general universe, either being actively kept a secret by groups like the Masked Fools, or something that not even Aha’s followers are aware of.

— If Aha is in the process of dying, They would most likely be trying to find a way to circumvent it, just like if They knew They were going to die in the future.

— Aha faking Their death could have several parallels to Zhongli from Genshin, like making a flashy show of “dying” and then taking up a random job in an unassuming place (Wangsheng Funeral Parlor / Belobog).

— Subtheories include: Sampo, who was previously Aha, has now reverted back to non-Aeonic status (while still retaining a measure of power), Aha is in the process of dying and as such has drastically diminished capabilities and can only really stay as Sampo most of the time, and Aha has foreseen that They will die in the future and is trying to find a way to circumvent that either through Sampo’s existence or through a longer, larger mind game.

— It is also possible that They are setting Sampo up as an alias so They can fake their death and go live as him on Remote Snow Planet™, or that They have previously faked Their death and Sampo is the present alias, only known to a few (perhaps Sparkle) as actually being Aha.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ VICARIOUS EMANATOR (FUNCTIONAL AHA) THEORY ⌝

— The theory that, since Aha is known to give entire mastery of Their path to anyone who strikes their fancy, Emanators of Elation function not just as recipients of power, but as extensions of Aha Themself (with access to Aha’s memories and consciousness). Basically, Emanators are “functionally Aha” in everything but name.

— Works with split consciousness, collective consciousness, & dual consciousness theories!

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ SHELL THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Sampo is a sort of “shell” or other receptacle for Aha’s consciousness, with the ability for Aha to enter and leave at will.

— Very possession-aligned.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ RED HERRING THEORY ⌝

— The theory that every bit of hinting towards higher status for Sampo is a red herring or other fourth wall break either set forth by the writers or Aha Themself.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ WASHED UP CELEBRITY THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Sampo, having grown past his prime, has become disconnected with the “pure Elation” of his glory days, and has such adopted a sort of “old timer” status.

— Works well with Retirement Theory, especially if Elation!Sampo has “retired” to Belobog after realizing he wants to live a lowkey life.

— Can work for any high status.

— Bojack Horseman vibes — “Did you know that I used to be Aha the Elation? Do you know Aha the Elation? Yeah that was me. I did some pretty cool stuff. Like the worm thing. Yeah. That was me.”

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ OVERGROWTH THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Aha’s silhouette and Their masks once existed as a cohesive being, but have since detached and/or grown apart from Their previous intertwined status.

— “Overgrowth” refers specifically to the idea that the masks outgrew Their original body (the silhouette, in this case Sampo) and took most of Aha’s power with Them as sentient objects, leaving the silhouette behind.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ RETIREMENT THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Sampo is just really tired and wants to/is trying to retire.

— In this case, Belobog would function as his prime retirement spot where he can spend the rest of his days doing silly little scams far away from whatever mess the factions of Elation have going on.

— Mostly concerns his own disillusionment with a high position of power, where he enters burnout or a “midlife crisis” and attempts to retire as a way to reset his life.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ ASCENDANCE / ABDICATION THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Aha’s power is passed on between different inheritors/heirs/random roulette wheel winners, and Sampo has been or is next in line to receive this power.

— “Abdication” refers to Sampo previously recieving this power, but giving it up or further passing it on for a variety of reasons.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ ATTACHMENT THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Sampo, whoever he may be, has become unwittingly attached to Belobog and by extension, its residents.

— This man was not prepared to go ride or die for a random, isolated snow planet, yet here he is.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ DISILLUSIONMENT THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Sampo is disillusioned with his past/current way of life, and is such seeking refuge or a solution away from the norm.

— Can be disillusionment with Aeonic status, Emanator status, or a similar high-ranking position.

— Elation!Sampo disillusionment would probably take the form of running out of “jokes,” becoming stagnant, or overall being tired of the constant metaphorical (or literal) mask-wearing of compulsory existence.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ "JUST A JOKE" THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Aha has or is in the process of turning Themself mortal as a joke.

— Sampo is a result of Aha existing as a human “for the bit,” which may include certain rules or regulations he has to follow (like being unable to tell others his true identity or staying mortal/being unable to transform for a certain length of time).

— These rules may be set in stone and unable to be circumvented. If they aren’t, failure to abide by them may result in consequences like reverting back to Aeonic status, losing Their Aeonhood, or some other horrible nightmarish concept.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ TROJAN HORSE THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Sampo, unbeknownst to himself, is a “trojan horse” for Aha’s consciousness.

— This may include amnesia or other memory issues that make him unable to detect Aha’s presence within himself.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ RISK THEORY ⌝

— The theory that, in order to circumvent or set into motion a specific set of events, Aha has become Sampo as a “risk.”

— Based off of Sampo’s voiceline, “How’re you gonna win if you never take any risks?”

— Usually deals with some sort of master plan or loophole Aha is trying to exploit in the Aeonic system.

— Aha living as a mortal Sampo would then mean They have given up some large part of Themself (the “risk”) in order to achieve whatever goal They may have.

— This “risk” has a high likelihood of being some sort of gamble. (Can also apply to an Emanator!Sampo staying in mortal form.)

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ TRANSFORMATION THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Sampo and his Elation persona have very different personalities, motivations, and goals depending on what form they are in (mortal or Aeonic/Emanator).

— This results in a massive change of mental and physical being when he transforms from one form of being to the next.

— On the whole, Sampo is much more reasonable and empathetic as a mortal, while the Elation is more chaotic and malicious as a higher being.

— Highly reminiscent of how the Fablehaven series (great books, go read them if you can!) handles dragon consciousness, where the divide between human and dragon forms are so stark that human!forms can negotiate with the protagonists in a fairly safe environment but dragon!forms will literally try to kill them on sight.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ DEAL THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Sampo has made some sort of deal with Aha in exchange for power, money, or other wants/needs.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ FAVORED THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Sampo is Aha’s specialest goofiest little guy. He’s not necessarily anyone important position-wise, but he’s Aha’s favorite, which has led to him living an unnaturally long life and being unnaturally lucky (or unlucky, depending on how you look at it).

— Being Aha’s favorite is most likely not a good thing.

— Please free him.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ FAVOR THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Sampo owes Aha a favor for one reason or another (can tie into the “deal theory”) and is trying to pay it back as quick as humanly possible.

— Based off the fact Sampo hates owing people things (Natasha's voiceline).

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ LOST AEONHOOD THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Aha has lost their Aeonhood or had it stolen from them by someone else, and Sampo is the resulting “non-Aeonic Aha”.

— It is entirely possible that Aha took Their Aeonhood away from Themself as a sort of “final joke.” They’re just that type of guy.

— They also may have gambled it away or knowingly entered/created a situation where it would be up for grabs.

— Under this could be a variety of theories including: Risk, "Just A Joke," Dead God, and Overgrowth Theory!

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ ESCAPISM THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Sampo is trying to escape some higher position of power by coming to Belobog or existing as himself.

— Elation!Sampo may be trying to escape the compulsory existence of higher status by becoming more mortal, and Other!Sampos may be trying to escape specific factions like the Masked Fools or even Aha Themself.

✩ ‧₊˚ ⌞ "JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE" THEORY ⌝

— The theory that Aha insists on Their followers (especially the Masked Fools) treating Them as just another member, essentially leveling out the playing field for Their own amusement. (Or disguising Themself as "just another Fool.")

— Aha has to play by the same rules and exist in the same forms, hence Sampo having to comply with said rules.

— What’s the point if there isn’t a challenge?

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