#Pri my beloved
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I finished Stray and I am upset
#if my orange cat even slightly tolerated wearing things I’d get him to cosplay that cat dndndng#post apocalyptic cat simulator beloved#pri rambles#pri posts
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Anastasia for the ask meme
This'll be a long one I'm so sorry but thank you so much for asking aaaaa
Sexuality Headcanon: Gender isn't an element she thinks about with people in my eyes, so she's happy with anyone if they're high value.
Gender Headcanon: I've considered writing a trans Ana fic a few times, but never actually went through with it. I mainly thought of how when she was younger, she would frequently be called a boy due to her clothing and hairstyle, and even Ricardo had thought that. But once she gets a job and gets pretty clothes and has Ricardo with her, she insists on being called a maiden and being very feminine which Ricardo obliges. Most of my headcanons around gender and sexuality fluctuate a lot, since I tend to treat each of em as their own story/fic idea, so this one varies a lot.
A ship I have with said character: I've gone over AnaJuli and AnaPris (which I need to do a write-up for, sometime...) so to introduce some curveballs... I've got a WIP for Emilia x Anastasia, with them on a double date with Julius x Subaru. I think there's definitely enough you can use in canon for Ana x Crusch, too, since their candidate meeting was really cute.
A crack pair me and a friend came up with was Ana x Capella, based on them joking around in arc 5 and Ana winking at Capella. It'd be a pretty funny pairing, since you have two mothers of triplets with very very different parenting styles. The amount of bickering you could have between two of the smartest characters in the series is incredible.
A BROTP I have with said character: Well, I've covered my thoughts on Ana and Josh, and Ana and Ricardo, and the triplets goes without saying so...
Ana and Otto should have more interactions, in my opinion! Two merchants with weighted interests in the people closest to them. I like that in the LiM branch for Otto IF (where Subaru starts peddling mayo with Otto in the streets) Ana buys the recipe for it off them, but still happily goes out of her way to free Otto from his debt slave status with Russell, and give the pair enough support for them to open their own business together. There's a few diff interactions as well where both characters have stated they admire each other's work, but they barely interact in canon :(
A NOTP I have with said character: Asides from Ana and Ricardo, I suppose it'd be Ana/Otto romantically or Ana/Russell? I just want merchant bros and Russell just...shouldn't be with anyone. He should be 5 miles away from contact with any character at all times.
A random headcanon: As a kid, she's very affectionate, and loves cuddling the triplets and getting headpats from Ricardo. I like to imagine that once she gets to know somebody, she's very open to physical contact--sprawling over Julius' lap, throwing an arm around Joshua's shoulder, hell even giving other candidates hugs. Ricardo comments in canon that Ana doesn't have friends because she's too business focused, so it'd be lovely for her to learn to cut back for once after years of pushing herself.
General Opinion over said character: Best rezero character in my eyes. Probably one of my favourite female characters of all time, too - she's just the perfect balance between somebody who's intelligent but able to still tease others, and not rub it in people's faces. She's caring and fiercely loyal, and even to people she has no inclination to actually help - she'll still do something for them, like giving Subaru the address for a carriage.
Often she'll get mischaracterised as only caring for money, or being cruel. She's the candidate who deliberately goes out of her way to hire demihumans and free slaves in Kararagi, building up the wealth of the city-states, all while knowing this gets people looking at her with negative attention. Her name is explicitly incindiary, somebody super ambitious to aim for King as a foreign merchant, but she never lets go of her origins.
There's so much I can say about how adorable she is in certain side stories - her crying into a glass of milk and asking the barkeep for more when she can't play with Mimi as a kid, her getting mad at Kadomon for having a stern face bad for business when strolling with Julius - yet at the same time she's remarked as a serious threat who nearly figures out parts of RBD in one of the LiM routes. She watches a man get beheaded in front of her as a child and still manages to put up a brave front, never hesitating or backing down from a challenge despite her lack of physical abilities compared to other characters.
Ana's just a really cool character, and I can only wish to be half as courageous as her.
#ask#rezero#anastasia hoshin#My girl my darling angel my beloved#So much about the ana camp lives rent free in my brain#Her massive crush on Julius her constant bickering with Pris her adoration for Mimi#Its so lovely
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HI ZI!!
good morning!!! i am handing out flowers...
omg? pris how did you know what my favorite flower was?!?!?
GOOD MORNING MY LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL SATURDAY!!!!!!!!
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I made my Strangerville OCs in yet another Picrew!! No beards in this one so Anwar's face is naked 😨... but I love this art style and thought they looked cute so the sacrifice was made.
I actually made Maggie this time around, too!! 💕
The similarities between her and Erwin are sooooo good in this art style. Idk something about the look in their eyes, their color palette similarities, both of them listening to music UGH I love my sadness siblings ❤❤❤
GOD I wish I could draw!!! But this Picrew's art style captured their energy really well if that makes sense.
#picrew#my ocs#strangerville outtakes#My beloveds... my babies... my angels. They take up so much space in my mind and heart#zoe tate#erwin pries#tashia moore#junia cahill#beckett roswell#anwar nabih#maggie pries#I'll add a read more to this tomorrow. It's not working on mobile for some reason 🙄
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Yeah so- Sorry I am back I WAS going to fall asleep but-
When you were kid, the folklore and myths were ones that you held dear to your heart. Although there was one that stuck out to you, one that you might have considered....
A Favorite.
Lady Death and Her Angel.
When people depict death, it cruel and ruthless yet... Its goddess is described as kind and gentle. Lady Death had many names for her. Goddess of Death, Death, and of course Lady Death. Once she was able to wander the land, explore humanity. It was a fickle thing to a goddess who was set to live until enternity.
She watched kingdoms rise and fall, she saw some of the most cruel of deaths.
Of course as she wanders she has a kingdom of her own. The Afterlife. She was said to always switch between the lands managing the Afterlife, yet still exploring the wonders of the world until...
A man came.
He was said to have the goddess wrapped around his finger. So much so that she had abandoned her duties as the goddess to live as a human.
Of course the Gods were not happy with that.
Apparently there were gods that were even above death. Some call them creation, or the void. When they found out about this predictiment the Goddess of Death was punished.
Her sentence was to manage the Afterlife, not aloud to leave the bounds of her land. A powerful goddess reduced to a simple ruler. The Gods didn't hesitate to carry out their punishment.
Voices taunted the Goddess coming as a form of crows. Sooner or later they soon taunted the man. Lady Death, feeling herself being pulled by guilt everytime she would see the her Love suffer. Until she left.
This particular tale had always been a favorite, the sheer beauty of their romance appealing to you even after the years it had been since you first heard it. You held it close, one of few tales you could recite by heart. The story, while tragic, was lovely, an ode to a certain tenderness reserved for those you love dearly.
The two main characters, a young, and quite bright adventurer, and a goddess, were strikingly different in upbringing, yet their love was beautiful. The sheer absurdity of circumstance adding to the fable's allure. They were made for eachother, a pair that felt so natural you would never imagine them separate. Years turned to decades together, a set of lovers withstanding the tests of time. Their downfall was inevitable, at that point. The void gods discovered her absence, and quickly sought to correct it.
As a sort of balancing act, the void gods prevented the adventurer's death to prevent them from being reunited. He was cursed to walk the world endlessly, never settling. It was an inconvenience, a way to keep her from finding him.
She managed her kingdom, overseeing the influx of the dead's souls and searching their macabre faces for the likeness of her lover. She grew restless after decades of her punishment, begging the void to let her see her lover, if once. They relented, gifting her sight through crows.
While she was happy with the crows, he was decidedly not. The crows followed him, gathering in massive murders wherever he travelled. The lingering crows caused fear within communities he visited, causing him to be outcasted more than he was. They were seen as an omen, a sign of misfortune hanging heavy over him. The crows were also unfortunately paired with blooms of Black Dahlias on the band of his hat.
The myth was longer, of course, but not by much. It ended suddenly, with only a simple sentence drawing the fable to a close. You researched it whenever you went to another server, checking out books and searching for the continuation of the story. The only volume you had found that continued it was an unfaithful translation of the myth in a bigger collection, the name of the author inside the cover being faded beyond comprehension. The only letter you could pull from it was the letter 'T', written in faded gold ink in a flowing and ornate script.
The symbolism in the story, with the crows and the flowers, had been what hooked you. Flower language had been one of your mother's passions, and she had endowed you with knowledge of their meanings. The same year you had first heard the story, you begged your mother to plant the Dahlias. You returned every year after you had left, for the beginning of spring and to help your mothers tend to the flower garden.
Every year, you spotted crows in the forest near your childhood home, their eyes piercing through the shade of the trees. The birds were unerving, their usual loud shrieks reduced to silence. They sat and watched as you quietly tended to the flowers, a large sunhat with black dahlias pinned to it sat upon your head.
#Parables and Fables#pri writes!!#boop my beloved /p#i was half asleep while writing this#the quality is probably bad
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impostor syndrome won’t stop me from writing fanfiction for a show i’ve seen maybe 1.5/5 seasons for that’s set Ambiguously somewhere in the 3rd or 4th season (the 0.5 of a season i’ve seen is comprised of random episodes from the middle 3 seasons) because the power of love will iron out any inconsistencies <3
#the power of love is actually my beloved wife pri#as she has watched the show#can't believe i'm actually writing mlb fic and it's not for her#lovesquare terrifies me though i wouldn't write that to save my life
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Me, watching c!Prismarina have a mental breakdown over losing the dungeon: I desire her carnally
#slightly insane morally gray pathetic women my beloved <33333#wcsmp spoilers#legit tho cc!Pris is so cool I only just started watching her and I’m obsessed with her content
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I made up the OC’s for the first chapter of “Nobody Invited You” in like five minutes with very minimal backstory and now I am attached. Your honor these are my stupid kids and I love them so much
#my writing#my ocs my beloved#my oc stuff#oc tag#rottmnt fanfic#rottmnt fanfiction#oc: luq#oc: pris (Lady Swiftlight)#oc: sundor#rottmnt oc#nobody invited you au#regency inspired separated au#katnip talks
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Fuck yeah! Glowstick joints!
I can just imagine his annoyance if he glowed like a glowstick everytime a joint goes crack-
Bonus points if he glows pink-
And you're not alone, there's a reason why our nickname in discord is Living Glowstick-
glowstick joints!!
n okay so fun fact i actually make legend glow if he's embarrassed bc of having hylias blood, so he is literally glowing gold sometimes 😭
#twinks ask box#legend has hylias blood bc legend and fable being twins can be pried from my cold dead hands ok#bonnylads my beloved
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It's why San Myshuno is so great. Festivals outside every week.
It is and it isn’t cuz I hate that the townies spawn in my apartment instead of the public venue
#Judith Ward you better get off my computer or else#who let her in#she’s not even cute#I get she’s supposed to look like she had too much plastic surgery#and that she probably did cocaine on set every day#but goddammit why’d they design her like that#I will say tho get famous is about when I stopped caring about townies#Judith Ward sucks but she’s an icon fr#fuckin uhhhh flapjack the horse#is a fucking horse#I L O V E the little red headed conspiracy theorist twink in strangerville tho#erwin pries#my beloved#neon answers
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I choose to believe it's spooky season so how about a vampire or siren verse starter call!!! let me know if you want these dark or cheesy because I can go either way.
#sirens in space my beloved.#pris should get to Bite. as a Treat.#&. reaching out. & (interaction call)#these are basically compatible with existing verses btw#siren verse tends to lean a little bit more horror but like. listen. pris could be a vampire all the time I just have some self control.
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Currently back at the place I stay in when school is in season, and bc I have to get up early to replace my windshield (3 giant cracks from weather and bad luck), I thought from a family member getting up for the restroom that it was time to go to the auto glass shop.
It’s 1:28 in the morning, practically the middle of the night… I thought my phone was glitched or I was dreaming until I checked their phone’s time. 😅 Guess more time to sleep haha
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WHEN they catch you masturbating :o
✦ 𝗦𝗬𝗡𝗢𝗣𝗦𝗜𝗦: Your beloved husband comes back home after a loooong day of work and they catch their lil' wife being a naughty girl !
✦ 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 18+, mdni, fingering, oral sex (f!receiving), getting walked in on, nipple play, pregnancy, lactation kink — not proofread
✦ 𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚: k. nanami, g. satoru, g. suguru, t. fushiguro, s. ryomen >~<
❆ NANAMI KENTO
Kento had been working overtime as usual, and it was no surprise that he came home late that night. He tiredly unlocked the door, setting his keys on the table and walked in. He loosened his tie, his eyes scanning around the living room for any signs of you.
His eyebrows furrowed as he couldnt find you. "Babe?" He called out in a soft voice, sighing when he got no reply. He figured youd be in the bedroom. His hand wrapped around the doorknob, ready to enter when suddenly—
"Mmmfh!"
His ears perked up as he opened the door, eyes widening slightly at the sigh in front of him.
Your fingers were plunged deep into your sopping pussy, muffling your moans with your head buried into his pillow as you picked the place up, curling your fingers and trying to find your sweet spot.
Kento cleared his throat, which was enough to make you squeak and jolt, as you stared at him with rosy pink cheeks, flushed and sweaty face.
"I-I'm sorry I figured you'd be home late and–" "Princess couldnt find her sweet spot again, hm?"
❆ GOJO SATORU
Satoru had returned from a particularly rough mission. Not that he was injured, but using his six eyes had tired him a lot. On his way home he could only think of cuddling you to death and falling asleep next to you.
That changed the moment when he entered the house, finding you sprawled out on the sofa with a thick dildo,— the one he hought for you when he was away, stuffed deep in your cunt, desperate cries and whines leaving your lips.
He maintained distance and kept watching, making sure to not make noise. Your hips humped the dildo, a thick ring was already at the base of it. Shit, he thought. Shes already cum before this.
He licked his lips, watching as you humped faster, palming his own growing erection through his pants as you moans loudly and squirted, clear fluid spraying all over the sofa and the dildo.
You noticed him when you came down from your high, tits deliciously squished against the back rest of the sofa. He gave you a shit eating cocky grin, walking to you and grabbing your throat, putting pressure enough to make you whimper.
"Such a bad, bad girl. Cant wait for daddy to come back home and fuck her brains out."
❆ GETO SUGURU
Suguru angrily made his way home after dealing with a bunch of useless monkeys, his face stained with blood. He made his way to his room, quickly stripping himself off his dirtied robes. He needed a shower to get rid of all the germs and bacteria the monkeys put on him.
He stepped inside the bathroom right when he noticed your silhouette on the shower curtain, seemingly pleasuring yourself with the...handheld shower.
He pried the curtain open to find you stifling your moans while letting the shower spray the water jets onto your clit, moving it up, down, up, down, up, down to feel the stimulation.
You threw him a cocky grin, letting your moans spill free now that he was here, and his eye twitched, staring at your wet, soapy figure.
He stepped in and leaned forward to press a kiss to your lips, his fingers tugging at your pebbled nipples, pinching the piercings on them.
"Think that the showerhead can make you feel better than my fingers, doll?"
❆ TOJI FUSHIGURO
He slammed the door of shiu's car shut leaving 2 packs of cigarettes as "taxes", as shiu like to call it. He unlocked the door and stepped inside, immediately greeted with loud moans of yours.
A smirk crept it's way to his lips as he took his watch off, placing it down in the porcelain bowl that was placed on the coffee mug.
He followed the direction from where the sounds where coming from, and they were coming from— the bedroom of course.
He barged into the room, finding you humping his pillow with your face buried into a shirt of his, that smelled like him.
He groaned and walked over to you immediately and grabbed your shoulders, pushing you down on the bed which earned him a surprised moan in return.
He kissed you feverishly, going down, down, down, down and he reached the small, trimmed bush right above your clit, sighing deeply. His tongue dipped in between your folds, slurping at the tight wetness. His nose bridge nudged against your clit, shaking his head left, right, left, right to stimulate you further.
"Couldnt wait for daddy to come home, baby doll?"
❆ RYOMEN SUKUNA
Sukuna was back after his evening stroll, stepping inside his shrine, followed by Uraume who had accompanied him– he could've taken you, but you said you were going to be "busy". He didn't bother budging you any further, it might just be her pregnancy mood swing, he though.
But the moment he stepped inside his bed chambers, he found you in his yukata, hips humping the air, rubbing your clit through the fabric of his silky robes.
Brat. He spat, walking over to you and roughly holding your wrists above your head, glaring down at you. He licked his lips, growling at the lewd sight in front of him.
The front part of his robes was damp, right where your nipples would be, your pregnant belly peeking out from them as you fingered your tight lil' cunt, unable to reach your fingers in due to the bump.
Sukuna groaned, his hands running up and down your body, savoring the sight of you looking so lewd in his robes. His hands came up to your bloated breasts, rubbing them in a gentle manner, not wanting to hurt you. He pushed the robes off them, revealing your damp nipples.
"Fuck, sweetheart. You couldve just asked me for it."
© 2024 sukun4scumdump . do not copy, imitate or plagiarize. all content is purely an imagination, except for characters and universes .
#jujutsu kaisen#toji fushiguro#gojo satoru#jjk x reader#geto suguru#ryomen sukuna#toji x reader#gojo x reader#jjk#sukuna x reader#nanami kento#nanami x reader#geto x reader#x reader#mdni#smut#jjk smut#18+ only
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LISTEN YOUR HEADER I. CANNOT.
LMAOO FINALLY SOMEONE NOTICED 😭😭
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What kinks do you think each Castlevania man would have? Asking for a science project
⸻ WANT & NEEDS!
MY LOVE NOTE! 𝜗𝜚 ₊ ⊹ oooh, kinks you say? >< glad you asked, nonnie! for scientific purposes only, of course . . .
CONTAINS . . . 𝜗𝜚 ₊ ⊹ multi castlevania men x fem!reader (black coded); adrian ‘alucard’ tepes, trevor belmont, richter belmont, hector forgemaster, isaac forgemaster, & vlad ‘dracula’ tepes; praise, body worship, breeding, power play (dom/sub), edging, bdsm (flogging), explicit language, lowercase intended, not proofread (apologies for any typos!), minors shoo!
ALUCARD!
praise • he wants— no, needs to hear the effect he has on you. is he doing well? do you want it faster? are these brittle-cold hands of his any good at handling your body? it’s all he wants; to hear those sweet, sweet words tumble from your lips and grace his ears. words of affirmation is what adrian holds onto dearly. tell him you love him, just voice it out through a whisper, and he’ll melt into you with the loudest moan you’ve ever pried from him. his sounds will heighten, pace increased with a surge of fervor, a fueled drive to please you. yes, he likes being sweet-talked when it’s coming from his beloved. flatter him a bit, and he’ll surely give you a night to remember.
oh my god i’m so sorry but I’m adding another for my favorite man; body worship! • adrian is all about devotion. once he’s invested in anything, in you, he pours in everything he has to offer. alucard doesn’t take it lightly; you trusting him enough to be so vulnerable as to getting intimate with him. unclothing with him. touching yourself before him. joining your body with his own . . . letting his cock press its way into your tight, delicate entrance. it’s an honor, and he sees it as such. his lips never leave your skin, kissing along your neck as he rolls his hips into you, fucking deep into your warmth. ‘thank you,’ he whimpers, tone low but light as a whisper, ‘thank you, my love . . .’ his hands, big and cold, trail along your hips, against your tummy, around your ass, anywhere he can grace with his cool touch. he likes when you voice your approval of him, but loves to praise you all the more.
TREVOR!
breeding • there’s no denying; it took this man no time at all to get sypha pregnant! and god, if that doesn’t convince you, than nothing else can. he fucks with reckless abandon, and finishes inside as it’s his favorite place to do so. he’ll keep you stuffed with him, cock pulsing from within you as he uses your pliant womb to empty his fat balls of the last spurt of his thick, potent cum. there’s a dopey grin he carries knowing that he’s thoroughly fucked a baby into you. perhaps he isn’t destined to be the only remaining survivor of the house of belmont, after all.
RICHTER!
flogging • he doesn’t like to punish you. no, not at all. but seemingly, you quite enjoy receiving it. when you’re working up a fit just to gauge his reaction, richter knows what to do. the unnecessary attitude, sharp mouth, huffy noises— you just want to be spanked. and so, he throws you over his lap, bunches up the frilly layers of your skirt, and allows his handheld flogging toy, purchased for moments like these, to fall upon the jiggling flesh of your round ass. you moan from the pain, and his cock throbs from beneath his trousers. again, it lashes against your bum and the contact makes you jolt in his lap, trembling over his thighs and dripping all over his flogger toy. it’s almost . . . beautiful, watching the sting of pleasure bloom into a faint, lasting red on your supple skin.
HECTOR!
power play • he may be on top, but you’re holding onto the reins. telling him to slow down, speed up, drive into you deeper; it’s all up to you. and oh, is he quick to listen. he’s a pretty little thing— handsome, intelligent, obedient. he aims for your pleasure much more than his own, sneaking beneath layers of fabric to eat you out, determined to make you cum from the swipe of his tongue alone. he isn’t just doing it because you asked, no. he likes the tug of your fingers weaves through his hair, pushing his face further into your dripping cunt. he likes to be used, to be lead, to feel no regret for being vulnerable. you’re sure of what you want from hector and find no shame in demanding for more, blessing him with the direction he so desperately needs.
ISAAC!
edging • isaac simply likes the control it gives, and who is he to turn away from exercising the art of pure discipline? he feels you fluttering around him, sounds growing pitchier as you try and fuck yourself on his cock. it’s easy for him to keep you still in this angle, as he’s kneeling above you and you’re laid on your back, peering up at him with lust-blown eyes and the most desperate expression he’s ever come across. a large hand of his grabs your face, and sternly. his thrusts come to a stop. to that, you whine, but he doesn’t fucking care. you’ll learn some self-control, he’ll make sure of it; even if he’s stuffed you full and the dick has you going brainless.
DRACULA!
soft sex • dare i say this man is vanilla as fuck? he just wants to please, and coddles you throughout it all with his imposing frame. he makes up for his cold touch with the safety and experience his large hands have to offer. vlad craves pure intimacy; nothing extreme, just pure bliss.
#𝓂𝓎 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈.ᐟ#thanks so much for dropping by! mwuah 💋#(inbox!)#(anon!)#(castlevania!)#(castlevania: nocturne!)#(drabbles!)#castlevania smut#castlevania nocturne smut#alucard castlevania#castlevania#castlevania fanfiction#castlevania x reader#castlevania x you#alucard smut#adrian tepes smut#adrian tepes x reader#richter belmont smut#richter belmont x reader#hector castlevania#isaac castlevania#dracula castlevania#trevor belmont#castlevania trevor#Trevor belmont smut
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Right okay so I blame this on-
Legend has it that a god roams the land. Unlike the merciful Lady Death, they are considered ruthless. Treating his creations like puppets, trapping them and encasing them on this world.
Of course, it was just like one of the many bedtime stories parents would tell kids before bed. So none of it was real.... right?
You had been brought up hearing these stories, but you had always thought that it was your parents trying to keep you close to home, away from the dangers of other servers. This was what you thought for years, and you had never looked any closer at how oddly specific the stories were.
Years later, you had grown and moved on from the lands of your upbringing. Leaving behind your roots, you became a traveler and visited servers in all different places. One thing that remained consistent, a small reminder of home, were the myths. Almost every community you visited had such rich roots in storytelling. The tradition made you feel right at home, and encouraged you to start writing a collection of them.
While writing your collection, there was one myth you came across no matter what server you were in. It was a story of a vengeful god, pushed out of their pantheon and outcasted.
You had heard many names for the god, in many different languages, but it remained consistent in the description of their rage.
Seething, terrifying, destructive, but over time it became calculative. They sought their place back, their respect, their followers. A disgraced god will never stay that way, not if they have any part in it.
During a trip to a lesser known server, you received an invitation. The text was a swirling neon green, neat handwriting swirling across the parchment. An admin, Dream, had offered you a place in his selective --and secretive-- server. The invitation was legit, you could see that from the server IP. It wouldn't hurt to check it out, would it?
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