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ladyorlandodream · 3 years

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Lady Dimitrescu-tag FanFiction List PART 3

here the links for part 1 part 2 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7

401) Venomous Lips (Chapters in progress)

402) She Won't Take Kindly To Grandmama (Chapters Completed)

403) Danse Macabre (Chapters in progress)

404) When Things Go Bump in the Night (Chapters in progress)

405) At the Beginning (Chapters in progress)

406) Within Dark Corridors (Chapters in progress)

407) Obeying Mother Miranda (short story)

408) The Strength of Her Embrace (short story)

409) I'd Rather it be Me Than You. (short story)

410) Guiding Star (Chapters in progress)

411) Blood of a Song So Sweet (Chapters in progress)

412) Indulgence (Chapters in progress)

413) Allergies (Chapters in progress)

414) Unholy Sanctuary (short story)

415) You Had Me Worried (short story)

416) Insomnia (short story)

417) Caring Hearts (short story)

418) Not a Poet (short story)

419) Only You, Forever and Always (short story)

420) ・ (short story)

421) Forever with you, Mother (short story by me, changing capcom ending)

422) Chemicals React (Chapters in progress)

423) The Lady’s Lapdog (Chapters in progress)

424) Sanguineum Miseria (Chapters in progress)

425) Antistrophes (Chapters in progress)

426) A Different Plan (short story)

427) Like a Duck Takes to Water (short story)

428) Shadows on you (short story)

429) Eternal (Chapters in progress)

430) Nu e mai bun decât tine. (Chapters in progress)

431) Just a bad dream, darling (short story)

432) In another life (Chapters Completed)

433) În viață respirăm, În moarte dormim (In life we breathe, In death we sleep)

434) To Exist In Your Space (Chapters in progress)

435) Come let's play a game Winters (Chapters in progress)

436) Tăcere (Chapters in progress)

437) Reborn in Fire (Chapters in progress)

438) She Who Waits in the Dark (Chapters in progress)

439) Down with the lady (Chapters in progress)

440) Mother knows best (Chapters in progress)

441) Shadow of the Four (Chapters in progress)

442) Where the Watermelons Rot (Chapters in progress)

443) Sharing is Caring (short story)

444) Dead Man's Party (short story)

445) Sexual Education (short story)

446) A Storm (short story)

447) Like a dying phoenix (short story)

448) personal, no. out of spite? yes. (short story)

449) Uninvited Guest (short story)

450) Warmth (short story)

451) Oh shit? You're Alcina's maid! (short story)

452) Raindrops on Roses and Whiskers on Kittens (short story)

453) Every Mother's Nightmare (short story)

454) Mother 母亲 (short story, not english)

455) The waterfall (short story)

456) A Guest of Castle Dimitrescu (Chapters in progress)

457) You Dare Hurt My Daughters?! (short story)

458) 【夫人×伊森】孕育 (short story, not english)

459) Entertaining Foreigners (Chapters in progress)

460) Fuck Canon (Chapters in progress)

461) Eros and Psyche, permit me the vision of thy form (short story)

462) The Consequences of Curiosity (short story)

463) Unexpected Circumstances (short story)

464) Size (short story)

465) Common Grounds (Chapters in progress)

466) Heisenburg, You dirty dog (Chapters in progress)

467) an honest death (Chapters in progress)

468) Hello Sorrow (Chapters in progress)

469) The Daughters of Castle Dimitrescu (Chapters in progress)

470) Amantă Sângeroasă (Chapters in progress)

471) Rescue (Chapters in progress)

472) Jealousy almost Kills (short story)

473) The Embrace (short story)

474) Room For One More? (short story)

475) Mother (short story)

478) Mess (short story)

479) To Lose a Life so Precious (short story)

480) Compliments (short story)

481) Vampirii (short story)

482) Your Sharp and Glorious Thorn (Chapters in progress)

483) And Icarus Looked Straight Into The Sun As He Burned (Chapters in progress)

484) Even in this, the darkest of nights, I see her Moonlight (Chapters in progress)

485) Blood and Chains (Chapters in progress)

486) De-a V-aţi Ascunselea (Chapters in progress)

487) A Nightmare Dressed Like A Daydream (Chapters in progress)

488) offer it a soul (Chapters in progress)

489) A Garden of Steel (Chapters in progress)

490) Just as Boredom Tempts The Cat to Break a Glass... (Chapters in progress)

491) Misthios (Chapters in progress)

492) The (Un)lucky Chosen (Chapters in progress)

493) Homewrecker (Chapters in progress)

494) Within The Castle Walls (Chapters in progress)

495) Unleash the Beast (short story)

496) It's Just a Dream! (short story)

497) the art of loving you [alcina dimitrescu] (short story)

498) Drowning Her Sorrows (short story)

499) Sommelier (short story)

500) do you see me? (please tell me you do) (Chapters in progress)

501) Mother of Two (short story)

502) Bloodlust (short story)

503) Lady Dimitrescu x buttermilkink (short story)

504) Break Me (short story)

505) Oh, that’s not what she thought was happening (short story)

506) Vena Amoris (Chapters in progress)

507) Don't look at the moon (or do?) (Chapters in progress)

508) The Tailor’s Daughter (Chapters in progress)

509) here come the sun (Chapters in progress)

510) Call of the Castle (Chapters in progress)

511) Dawn of Love (Chapters in progress)

512) A Wildflower in Early Bloom (Chapters in progress)

513) Custody Arrangements (Chapters in progress)

514) In The Red (Chapters in progress)

515) The Things That We Become (Chapters in progress)

516) Yield to Her (Chapters in progress)

517) Resident Evil Village but awesome: the prequel (short story)

518) Power (short story)

519) we'll cast some light and you'll be alright (for now) (short story)

520) the taste of crimson (short story)

521) Your New Master (Chapters in progress)

522) Trapped In A Nightmare (Chapters in progress)

523) Meet the family. (Chapters in progress)

524) The Way of the World (Chapters in progress)

525) Shadow Work (Chapters in progress)

526) Family Bonding (Chapters in progress)

527) Sick Day (short story)

528) Liberum Vinculorum (short story)

529) Sing for your Supper (short story)

530) Insulă (short story)

531) self-help (short story)

532) Mother of Three (short story)

533) A Talk With Angie (short story)

534) Mind Your Mouth, Man-thing (short story)

535) leviathans (short story)

536) viata dupa moarte (short story)

537) Game of Survival (short story)

538) so don’t come looking for me. I’ve got no joy to lend (short story)

539) Drop-By (short story)

540) The Witches' Funeral (short story)

541) Of Cakes and Late Celebrations (short story)

542) Forever and Always (Chapters in progress)

543) I Bite Back (Chapters in progress)

544) Welcome, Ethan Winters (Chapters in progress)

545) Harvest (Chapters in progress)

546) Blood Not So Vile (Chapters in progress)

547) Only Monsters Come Out At Night (Chapters in progress)

548) Én, a B.F. (B.O.W.) (Chapters in progress in Magyar)

549) A True Home (Chapters in progress)

550) A gift to some , a curse to others (Chapters in progress)

551) The beauty of the grotesque (Chapters in progress)

552) Blessing or Curse (Chapters in progress)

553) Parasite Blues (Chapters in progress)

554) Obedient Servant (Chapters in progress)

555) ice cold sweat (Chapters in progress)

556) in her mercy (short story)

557) Hemorrhage (short story)

558) Dragon Claw (short story)

559) Mother Miranda's secret (short story)

560) Pregnancy Cravings (short story)

561) Sacraments (short story)

562) Resident Evil Village but awesome: the third installment (short story)

563) tooth and nail (short story)

564) Picture Perfect (short story)

565) Notes on Colvyr (short story)

566) In Her Anguish (short story)

567) Someones Waiting For You (short story)

568) Exposure (Chapters in progress)

569) the moments between (Chapters in progress)

570) The Lady and Her Loyal Knight (Chapters in progress)

571) RE : VILLAGE (Chapters in progress)

572) Resident Evilove (Chapters in progress)

573) Las Siete Maravillas (Chapters in progress in Spanish)

574) Most Favourable (Chapters in progress)

575) The Factory (Karl Heisenberg x f/reader) (Chapters in progress)

576) How Far Can One Go For Family? How Far Would You Go To Protect Family? The Dark Side of Life! (Chapters in progress)

577) hirudo medicinalis (leech therapy) (Chapters in progress)

578) What's His is Mine and What's Mine is Mine (short story)

579) I fancy you, Ethan Winters. || A resident Evil Fanstory (Chapters in progress)

580) Cursed Summer Vineyards (Chapters in progress)

581) Shadow and Bone (Chapters in progress)

582) Flowers and Flies (Chapters in progress)

583) On a soft bed, delicate (Chapters in progress)

584) Corrupted Sin (Chapters in progress)

585) Friction (Chapters in progress)

586) 5+1 times Karl Heisenberg was an idiot and got into trouble (Chapters in progress)

587) Licensed to Carnage (Chapters in progress)

588) Vampires have pets too (Chapters in progress)

589) Blood Atonement (Chapters in progress)

590) Beastial Natures (Chapters in progress)

591) A mothers rage and a sons vengance (Chapters in progress)

592) A Mothers Grief (short story)

593) A Simple Song (short story)

594) Sacrificial Lamb (short story)

595) Prepare for trouble and make it quadruple. (short story)

596) Delicios (short story)

597) Escape (short story)

598) Daniela's reign of terror...? (short story)

599) He's no better than you. (Chapters in progress)

600) Eternal (Chapters in progress)

601) Call Me Calloused, Call Me Cold (Chapters in progress)

602) The Plunge (Chapters in progress)

603) Of Stars and Moonlit walks (Chapters in progress)

604) A gift (Chapters in progress)

605) Witchling (Chapters in progress)

606) Created By Man (Chapters in progress)

607) Happy Family Living - Generic Second chance in life fanfic (Chapters in progress)

608) i feel like pulling my guts out (Chapters in progress)

609) I'll See You in the Village (Chapters in progress)

610) Working With Metal (and Not Happy About That) (Chapters in progress)

611) A Faithful Maid (Chapters in progress)

612) Creatures of the Night (Chapters in progress)

613) handle with care (short story)

614) Like A Phoenix, We Are Reborn (short story)

615) She Never Liked Flies (short story)

616) Little Darling Of Mine (short story)

617) Miss You (short story)

618) Certified Simp (short story)

619) In which Alcina breaks your leg and it’s Incredibly Awkward (short story)

620) The Great Morel Garden (Chapters in progress)

621) Metal Wire (Chapters in progress)

622) Ember In My Darkness (Chapters in progress)

623) The Other Side (Chapters in progress)

624) Wonder (Chapters in progress)

625) Nightmares In Castle Dimitrescu (Chapters in progress)

626) Exhaustion. ||KARL HEISENBERG X READER|| MAJOR TW (Chapters in progress)

627) See something you like, Maiden? (Chapters in progress)

628) Man Eater (Chapters in progress)

629) Anything For You (Chapters in progress)

630) The Bride (Chapters in progress)

631) Seraphim and The Angel...or is she? (short story)

632) False Gift (short story)

633) Like A Doll (short story)

634) A Lonely Night (short story)

635) athirst | lady dimitrescu x fem! reader smut (short story)

636) To Serve Castle Dimitrescu (short story)

637) Show me you need it (short story)

638) Hung Up (short story)

639) Unbelievable (short story)

640) Thicker than Blood (Chapters in progress)

#lady dimitrescu #lady alcina dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #re8 #resident evil 8 #lady dimitrescu fanfictions #house of dimitrescu #countess alcina dimitrescu

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putseraphinaonthaphone · 3 years

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That's on Me | Revised Fic Pt. I

based on the thirst about Izuku wanting to beat the pussy because it's too good up by @awilddreamerwrites

cw// everyone is aged up to third years, quirk use during sex, innocence kink, m/m, anal play, d/s dynamic, creampies, sloppy seconds, threeway, group sex, Bakugo x Reader in an established relationship, queer reader who uses feminine descriptors (Bakugou calls you his girl/woman in intimate scenes where there's already pre-established consent to do so, pussy, tits, etc) but he/him pronouns, BakuDeku Poly dynamic w/ reader endgame

There was always tension in the air when the three of you were in the same room, different than the preceding energy of one of your boyfriend's explosive outbursts. More like the smell of a storm in the air, like lightening followed by earthshaking thunder.

Deku would look at Kacchan, and Kat would look at Deku, and Deku would look at you and Kat didn't really mind and why didn't he mind?!

If anyone came in he would start barking at Deku to 'get his eyes off his boyfriend before he blows his face off,' but if you happened to time it perfectly and you three were the only ones in the common room..

Your boyfriend didn't growl at you to cover up if you were wearing his boxers that molded indecently to your ass beneath his shirt, in fact he groped at your curves possesively- delighting in the way Deku watched every movement of his hand on your ass while you cuddled into him.

So when Deku burst into Kat's dorm room while you were face down, ass up and getting absolutely railed-- it seemed like the final straw snapped in all three of you.

"Get in here and shut the fucking door nerd." Your boyfriend growled at Deku who was already doing so without having to be asked. He came closer to the bed, entranced by the filthy squelching of the blond's cock in your soaking wet pussy.

"You've always got an eye on my- ngh- fucking girl, Deku. Imagined him like this didn't you?" Even though his words should've been angry, it sounded more like the dirty words he growled at you that lit your pussy on fire. Your boyfriend was fucking you stupid but you tried your best to call out to the greenet, wanting him to know that you wanted him here (as much as Kat did if he let himself admit it.)

"'Zuku," you couldn't help the way your voice came out fucked and whimpering when Kat was rearranging your guts with a vengance.

"Fucking slut, why is your cunt getting tighter on my cock when you say his name?" His accusing tone was rendered meaningless because his cum started filling your cunt as he hammered into you, making you cum around him to milk every drop of seed from his balls as they smacked against your ass.

"Because he wants me to take a turn at his pussy." The utter confidence in Izuku's earnest voice made your pussy clench around Kat's slowly softening girth. He pulled out of your pussy and let you collapse tiredly on the bed, sprawled out like the perfect little whore you were tempting them both to ruin you. He kissed your temple and grumbled a 'traitor' under his breath before turning to face Deku.

The greenet had his dick out and a scarred hand wrapped around it, and it made Kat's cheeks dark to see that he didn't try to hide himself. He keep stroking a cock that made both of you revel in your inner size queens, and the little sound he made when he grabbed his own heavy balls made Kat sport a half chub quick enough to make him dizzy from the blood loss.

But he had to pull himself together, if he was going to make this work with his heart and dignity in tact.

"And why the fuck do you think I'd let you?" He challenged, green eyes clashing with red as the two stood too close for their posture to be aggressive.

It was intimate, like they shared a center of gravity and couldn't help but be drawn together.

"Please, Katsu, Zuku.." You whimpered, your eyes heavy lidded and pleading as you rolled onto your back- pulling one knee up so that they could both see Kat's cum leaking out of your hole. "Stop fighting. I want all of us to fuck in as many permutations as possible before I can't take anymore. Got it?" Your demand was spoken with only a few moans and whimpers as you fingered your stretched pussy, knowing one of them would break and you'd get what you needed.

"Do you have a condom or.. can you swear to me that you're clean?" Kat looked at Deku seriously, and Deku's breathed hitched by the intensity of those red eyes on him. His rhythm with his hand stuttered before he was able to nod with honesty ringing in his voice as he answered,

"I'm clean, Kacchan. I swear. I wouldn't put him.. or you at risk like that. And.. no one compared to you two. I haven't had sex in months." The admission made you whine- you were going to be at the mercy of hasn't-had-his-dick-wet-in-months Izuku? You prayed that you'd be able to walk tomorrow.

"Then go for it. But I'll be watching you. Do a good job and make him cum or you'll never get to fuck his pussy again." The threat made Deku's thick cock spurt more precum as he nodded and made his way to the center of the bed to push both your thighs to your chest. There was no way you'd be able to escape the mating press he put you in, so your pussy gushed realizing you wouldn't really have a choice about being impaled on his cock-which was well over your boyfriends already intimidating 8 inches.

"You think you can be a good girl for me and take it all?" The tip of his cock kiss your cum filled hole, and he looked at you so sweetly when you nodded you could almost forget he was about to split you in half.

You could hear Kat cursing under his breath to the side of you as he pulled up a chair to watch, but you could also hear the shameless sound of spit hitting his hand so he could jack off to the sight of Izuku's muscled form pinning you to the bed. The greenet had grown over his three years at UA, and he was a few inches taller than Kat now, and a lot broader.

His large scarred hands gripped your hips as he started pushing into you, inch by inch until he was buried as far inside you as he could reach- pressing snugly against your cervix and his heavy balls resting against the luscious fat of your ass.

And it was like he saw the face of god. Your dripping, clenching, fluttering heat was the best thing he had ever felt on his dick. Even if he got to put his dick in Kacchan's equally fuckable ass like he dearly wanted to, he didn't think even then it would beat this. This, the perfect and maddening pussy that belonged to Kacchan's beloved boyfriend. His girl.

The pleasure of it, hot as the sun and tinged with something dark and hungry and wild, grabbed him by the base of the spine and infected him with the almost painful craving to rut into you as hard and deep as possible.

"He's so fucking tight," Izuku's filthy moan wasn't even addressed to you, but it made your pussy clench further around his thick girth as he fucked you. There was green lightening crackling around him and his gaze on your was determined as he fucked into you harder- wanting to get as deep into your insatiable, hungry little pussy as he could. He could think of nothing else. Not even Kacchan watching him fuck you, not what this all meant.

Your moans had long since gone past embarrassing but your boyfriend only continued to watch as his childhood best friend fucked orgasm after orgasm out of you, not put off in the slightest by the growing mess off fluids between your lush thighs caused by his generous attention to your throbbing clit.

At some point there was a loud CRACK and the headboard fell to pieces where Izuku had been trying to hold himself up. He had let go of your hips at some point, but the sharp smack of his hips against your ass was a testament to how determined he was to imprint the shape of his dick into you.

"He has the best pussy I've ever fucked. Doesn't it feel like he's trying to milk your load right out of you?" Katsuki grinned ferally with pride at being blessed with such an irresistible partner.

"He's going to," Izuku's bright green eyes meet yours intensely, and you shivered under his gaze as he continued to fuck your overstimulated pussy. Your legs shook around his waist but all he did was fuck you deeper so you couldn't run from it.

"Ah ah ah, don't run, sweetness. Even if I have to break the bed too, I'm making sure all my cum ends up in your tummy.."

Your cervix was hammered so persistently you were sure Izuku's plan was to shoot his cum directly into your womb. By the time he let out the filthiest groan of "ngh- fucking, take it-" all you can get out is a garbled mess of

"yes!" and "'Zuku!" and "baby.."

Katsuki was laying beside you now, watching Deku fight to control his strength as your pussy threatened to undo himcompletely by fluttering and milking him until he was gritting his teeth from the overstimulation. Kat had cum twice all over his own fingers watching Deku being bested by you. He was so high on the thought that his girl could do this to Izuku. Make him look all fucked out, flushed tits heaving as he kneeled over your well fucked form, desperate..

Pretty.

"You look like a fucking slut, Deku." Why did that come out sounding like he was flirting? "You owe me a fucking headboard too dumbass." You watched your boyfriend growl the threat as an after thought, smirking at the blush on his cheeks. When Izuku came back to bed after putting the washcloths he used to clean you both in the bathroom, his eyes trailed over Katsuki's bare chest and low slung basketball shorts with a slight wet spot- his fourth erection of the night making the greenet's mouth water.

"I think I can find a way to make it up to you."

#deku x reader #katsuki x reader #kacchan x deku #izuku x reader #bakugou x reader #bakudeku #bkdk #tw: dubcon #tw: duboius consent #tw: dark content #tw: kink

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darlin-anon · 2 years

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(ash removed his teeth from boo, grabbing them by the waist and forcing them onto a nearby table, before pulling out a large pocket knife) I think those names of yours are a little faded don’t you?

(ash tore boo’s shirt off and starts carving new words into boo’s skin)

-❤️‍🔥

(Darlin froze the second they heard boo's screams. they looked and saw what ash was doing and, after making sure Leto was holding her wound, shifted and pounced on Ash, sinking their teeth into him. the blood tasted bitter, but sweet with vengance. And they had a craving)

#❤️‍🔥 anon #darlin speaks

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honibee-arts · 4 years

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Hello again 😁 Can I have another Zhuiyi getting together please? (The previous one was soo good!!!). They both think that the other has feeling for someone else (jing ling?) and are pretty sad about it until they (finally!) actually talk to one another. I hope you'll be inspired by it!! And thank you!!

"Who made you sad, A-Yuan?" his Ba asked one night over dinner.

"Ba. Silence during mealtimes." he reminded his Ba, earning an approving nod from his A-Die.

"Is a father not allowed to be concerned for his son?"

"Wei Ying. Sizhui is right. We must not speak during meals."

His Ba frowned and poured more chili oil over his noodles, offering the bottle to Sizhui. He took one glance at his father's burning red plate and his eyes watered, remembering the red congee he had helped cook for the poisoned Juniors in Yi City that made them choke from the smell and intense spice. He remembered rubbing Jingyi’s back as he had tried to force it down, gagging and couching as it burned his throat.

Sizhui stared off as a sad sigh escaped him.

Jingyi...

No. He shouldn’t think about that. He should support his friends endeavours toward Jin Ling, his cousin. Was Jin Ling his cousin? Jingyi always liked to say Sizhui and Jin Ling both had a complicated family. Ba was born to Cangse Sanren and Wei Changze, but was adopted into the Jiang family. But he was officially exiled from the family and the sect after he had defected to Yiling, when Ba adopted him. They were only cousins through the technicality that Ba was raised as Sect Leader Jiang’s brother and Ba had adopted him as his own son, but Ba’s and Sect Leader Jiang’s relationship was a mess of things and none of Sizhui’s business and now Sizhui’s head was beginning to hurt.

He blinked, looking up from the sliced radish floating in his bowl of broth and caught his parents sharing a concerned glance. He shook his head and finished his broth at a measured pace, standing and collecting their empty bowls and chopsticks.

“Thank you for the meal, Ba, A-Die. I will take these back to the kitchens and return to the dorms.” He bowed to his parents.

“A-Yuan.” His Ba frowned, unimpressed by his attempt at a quick retreat.

“Ba, I am fine.”

“Lying is forbidden, Sizhui. If something is wrong...” His A-Die trailed off. He was better at quiet expressions of care.

“I...”

“C’mon, A-Yuan, tell us? We won’t be upset. We love you and we’re allowed to worry about you as your parents.”

Sizhui sighed, setting the tray of cutlery down.

“It’s Jingyi...” Sizhui mumbled.

“What did he do? I’ll cut off his hands I swear-”

“Wei Ying.”

“Eh?”

“Do not strain yourself. You are still weakened, Lan Jingyi is a capable young cultivator. If Lan Jingyi must be hunted then I will do it.”

“Don’t hurt him!” Sizhui interjected quickly. “He hasn’t done anything wrong! Why do you guys always jump to maiming and murder?!”

“Okay, okay. Baba’s sorry. What happened?”

“I... I like him.” Sizhui mumbled, feeling his ears burn.

“Oh?”

“I said it, okay. I... I like him. A lot. And I... I’m sad when he isn’t here.”

“Lan Zhan! Lan Zhan! Our baby boy has a crush he’s so grown up! I’m getting so old, you won’t want a haggard old man like me anymore, Hanguang Jun.”

“Love Wei Ying. Will always want Wei Ying.” His A-Die said softly, pressing a kiss to his Ba’s temple as he buried his face in his hands.

“Lan Zhan! You can’t just say things like that to me! Warn me!”

Sizhui groaned, rolling his eyes as he picked up the tray again and making to leave.

“Oh no you don’t, sit back down, A-Yuan. We aren’t done here.”

“Ba, I told you what as wrong.”

“Not all of it.” His A-Die replied.

“Fine. He doesn’t like me back, he likes Jin Ling. And... it hurts but I have to be happy for them, alright.”

“Oh A-Yuan...” His Ba stood up and wrapped him in a hug. “I know how that feels. When I was younger than you, your Ba and I were sent to the indoctrination camp, and in the cave of the Xuanwu of Slaughter, I save Lady Mianmian. Your A-Die got angry at me because he had a crush on her-”

“Never had feelings for Lady Luo. Only Wei Ying.” His A-Die cut in, pouring himself some tea.

“Really?”

“Mn. Always Wei Ying. Only Wei Ying.”

“So your angry look was you thinking I was an idiot?”

“Assumed Wei Ying could read me as well as Xiongzhang by then. I was wrong.”

"I think Sizhui has a crush on you." Jingyi frowned at the soft ripples of the lotus lake surrounding the pier.

"Are you fucking stupid?" Jin Ling replied, looking at Jingyi like he'd grown another head. "He's my fucking cousin he's smarter than that."

"He is and he isn't. Not by blood. Your family is weird, Young Mistress Jin."

"My mother considered Wei Wuxian her brother as much as she considered jiujiu her brother. Whatever stupid shit my jiujiu needs to sort out with him aside doesn't affect how my mother felt. If Wei Wuxian is her brother, he is my da jiujiu. Don't tell him that, he'll get annoying about it."

"I won't. So by your logic, Sizhui is your cousin because he was Wei-Qianbei's adopted son before Hanguang Jun took him in, and because Wei-Qianbei and Hanguang Jun are married either way Sizhui is still your cousin?"

"Huh" Jin Ling snorted, the gold pendants in his hair tinkling as he through it back. "I guess all that precious Lan education hasn't been totally wasted on your dense ass."

"You!" Jingyi shouted pulling his feet out of the water and grabbing his sword. "You! Me! Let's fight right now!"

"You wanna fight? Let's go then. Sizhui is dense as fuck and so are you!"

Jingyi drew his sword. He knew Jin Ling was taunting him but it was too late. He charged at the Jin sect heir, roaring after him. Jin Ling charged at him, yelling all the same, bare feet thundering against the wood of the pier.

He was lucky to have caught himself just as the violet glow of Zidians purple lighting slashed between them, jumping back as Sect Leader Jiang stepped between them.

"What the fuck is all this damn screaming about?!" The sect leader roared. "I already have a fucking migraine as it is! Running two sects after this mess isn't easy you know! I haven't slept in three days so you brats better have a good reason for all this screaming! If you want to duel do it in the forest or some shit not when I'm trying to work!"

"Sorry jiujiu..." Jin Ling mumbled as Sect Leader Jiang recalled his whip, the spiritual tool coiling back around his wrist.

"It's... Its fine." he replied, taking a deep breath. Jingyi felt bad. The man looked exhausted.

"Jiujiu... Has it really been three days since you last slept?" Jin Ling asked worriedly.

"I...its fine, A-Ling..."

"If you need me to take on some of the paperwork it's fi-"

"No! No. You're too young. I had this shit forced upon me when I was too young. I didn't have anyone to help me. I don't want that for you. You'll take on the responsibility when you're ready for it. And right now, starting what seems like to be a meaningless brawl between another cultivator is not the behaviour of a young man ready to take on the burdens of leadership. I will be fine. Leave me be."

Jin Ling was quiet, crossing his arms and hugging Suihua to his chest as conflicting emotions crossed his face.

Guilt.

Concern.

Sadness.

Anger.

Fear.

Jingyi felt bad for him, but swallowed nervously as the sect leaders sparking violet eyes trained on him.

"Now. What the hell is this about?"

"Lan Sizhui is an idiot. Jingyi thinks he likes me because he hasn't noticed any of his advantaces and acts happy to see me but Sizhui is my cousin and he's not weird like that." Jin Ling butted in as he saw Jingyi's lips part in preparation for a response.

"Lan Sizhui? Kid, this is Wei Wuxian's son. He's going to be romantically oblivious. When it comes to love, that asshole was so stupid it hurt to watch." the sect leader sighed. "I've lost people I wanted, Lan Jingyi. My first loves slipped away from me. One sacrificed herself and owned up to the crimes of many when she was one of the few innocent, the other was wrought by grief and vengance into a man I no longer recognise. A stranger wearing his skin.... Perhaps if I hadn't been such a coward, I could have prevented it."

"Jiujiu is right. If you don't tell him soon you will lose him."

Jingyi frowned and nodded. He was afraid of the consequences, but he had no choice now. He had to talk to Sizhui.

"Jingyi." Sizhui greeted with that same warm smile that made his stomach twist in knots and his tongue turn to rubber. "How was Yunmeng?"

"It was alright. I'm glad to be back here, the Young Mistress was getting on my nerves."

"Ah. I see." Sizhui's bright smile faltered for a moment. "If you'll excuse me-"

"Sizhui. We need to talk." Jingyi cut him off.

"Mn?" Sizhui blinked, confused.

So cute.

Jingyi took his hand and dragged him past the Frost Pavilion, past the library, through the forest and past the cold springs.

"Jingyi, where are you taking me?" he asked, trying not to trip over his robes.

"This is the first place we played together, right?" Jingyi asked as they stopped in the rabbit field on the back hill, looking around. "You asked Hanguang Jun if I could come with you two, and you held my hand while he walked us down here. You taught me how to feed the bunnies and told me they were your brothers and sisters."

"I... Yes? Why are you saying... All of this?"

"You were sweet and kind and I didn't know the sunshine had a human form, but you've made me warm since I..."

"Jingyi..." Sizhui gasped as his friend stepped closer.

"Sizhui. I'm in love with you. I always have been."

"Jingyi... I..." can I kiss you?

"You don't feel the same... Its okay..."

"No no no I do I just... I thought you were in love with Jin Ling."

"Me? In love with that idiot? Sizhui, I have better standards than that." he laughed. "I thought you wanted him anyway."

"Jingyi... Jin Ling is my cousin." he cringed.

"I forgot about that. He called me stupid when I brought him up on it."

Sizhui bit his lip, holding back a laugh.

"You are a bit... Sometimes."

"You!" Jingyi gasped, grabbing his face and pulling him into a kiss.

Sizhui's eyes widened before falling shut, feeling breathless and giddy as his brain registered the feeling of Jingyi's chapped lips on his. His heart sang with joy. His first kiss.

He kissed him back as best he could, embarrassed at his fumbling but he supposed he would get better with time. Jingyi's kisses were gentle, a little awkward and unsure, but sweet as he wrapped his arms around his waist. Sizhui wound his arms around Jingyi's neck and pulled him closer.

They started to fall into a rhythm, getting less shy and awkward as they figured it out. Their kisses became bolder, and with a gasp Sizhui parted his lips-

"Sizhui."

Jingyi leaped back, bright red.

"H-Hanguang Jun!" he snapped into a bow. "We were just talking."

"Lying is forbidden in Cloud Recesses, Lan Jingyi. As are shameless public displays, particularly prior to marriage or courtship."

"Forgive me, Hanguang Jun..."

"Go to the library pavilion and copy our disciplines three times."

"Yes Hanguang Jun."

"You are fortunate it was not Wei Ying who caught you. He would have had less mercy."

Jingyi shot a worried glance at Sizhui. Sizhui looked back apologetically.

"Go."

"Yes Hanguang Jun."

Sizhui felt his cheeks and ears burn as he watched Jingyi's retreating figure briskly walk back up the hill toward the library pavilion.

"Sizhui."

"Yes, A-Die?" Sizhui swallowed thickly, dreading his punishment but squaring his shoulders in acceptance.

"You are aware of Wei Ying's rules about this."

"Yes, A-Die."

He would never forget that conversation at a rare full family dinner.

"A-Yuan, I forbid you from thinking about it until you're 30. You're 17, that's too young."

"Mn. Wei Ying is right."

"If you're going to be courted, it's by the rules of the sect." his Ba warned. "If he so much as thinks of touching your ribbon I will cut his hands of myself."

"And since when did you become so concerned about following the Gusu Lan doctrines, Wei Wuxian?" his grand uncle said sharply.

"Is everyone forgetting we should not be speaking during meals or has that rule been removed since I was last in seclusion?" his uncle sighed, looking between his brother in law and the grandmaster.

"Since I want the best for my son." His Ba snapped back, earning a tired sigh from beside Sizhui. "I made mistakes in my past when I was too young to understand what I was doing. I had no true parental figure to guide me or offer counsel and look where that got me. Forgive me if I want to protect my son from running into something he's too young and inexperienced to understand. "

His grand uncle stroked his beard thoughtfully then fell silent. Sizhui knew he would never admit he agreed with Ba.

"Forgive me, but Wei Ying, you and Wangji began your three bows when you were 15. Why must your son wait until he is as old as 30 to even consider what he wants? You do not know what will happen in the next 13 years. Someone he chooses to love may be gone forever if he is forced to wait so long."

"YOU DID WHAT?!" Lan Qiren roared, glaring at his Ba.

Sizhui sighed and collected everyone's bowls, bowing and making a quick exit before the fighting truly came to a head.

"Wei Ying means well, Sizhui."

"I know..."

"It would be unfair for Lan Jingyi to be punished for his behaviour and not you, Sizhui. Cannot be biased in this."

"I know."

"Copy the disciplines twice in the library, and ensure Lan Jingyi does his work. I trust the two of you will not need supervision."

Sizhui blinked in confusion, feeling his cheeks burn once more.

"Thank you."

#zhuiyi #wangxian #lan jingyi #lan yuan #lan sizhui #wen yuan #mo dai zu shi #Cql #cheng qing ling #mdzs #the untamed #ship prompts #my shitty writing

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rowofthorns · 5 years

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WIP INTRODUCTION: BEAST BEHIND A ROSE

genre: fiction/semi historical

narration: pov switch

Lethal. That was all Remy would ever be, an uncontrollable monster.

His breathing remained ragged, his reflection multiplied in the shattered glass. What else was he to see? Where a man should of once stood was the blood of an innocent slain, the eyes of a beast, the hands of hungry vengance. Where was the humanity? The love? Anything that remained sane was in the hands of his partner Ezekiel. How innocent, how sweet was the man holding a poison apple. A gentle dove encased in a sea of lies, soon to be engulfed in a pain he would never escape. He was a rose, the light in which Remy would forever pray for. A detective on a case of a murder for a killer he loved. How bittersweet, the taste always in the back of his mouth. Honey and blood intertwining to create the harmony that Remy wanted to inject into his veins, this feeling, this rush...he didn't want to lose Ezekiel. For Ezekiel was his liquor and Remy found himself to be the addict.

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numberonetrashwitch · 8 months

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Part 3 is finally up! :3 Remember, this chapter is a little .. graphic and a little .. intense. So please be kind to yourself when you read it. Features a lot of banter, and -for now- the last Chapter with the Elf in focus. I am still working on the next, thinking i already had enough material but it seems im currently a little bit drained, so please be patient with me as we go on to explore Wyll's story more. BUT now with that out of the way; ENJOY.

#bg3 fanfiction #blood as sweet as vengance #wyllstarion #astarion x wyll #wyll x astarion #bloodpact

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nopoodles · 3 years

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An Open Investigation - Short Story/An Excerpt From A Novel I'll Never Finish

- An Open Investigation - #ShortStory - Excerpt From A Novel I'll Never Finish. P.I.'s Tam and Hannelore have secrets to hide, vengance to seek, and a business to run. Police Detective Yusha Sandoval calls for their help to solve a murder.

*Private Investigators Tam and Hannelore have secrets to hide, vengance to seek, and a business to run. When Police Detective Yusha Sandoval calls for their help they don’t think twice before turning up at the crime scene to check things out. – An except from a book I’ll probably never finish.* Tam scented the air; the sweet tang of blood had turned slightly sour with age. It overpowered most of…

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theyoungvisiters · 4 years

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The Young Visiters Or, Mr Salteena’s Plan by Daisy Ashford

CHAPTER 5 THE CRYSTAL PALACE

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About 9 oclock next morning Mr Salteena stood bag in hand in the ancestle hall waiting for the viacle to convay him to the station. Bernard Clark and Ethel were seated side by side on a costly sofa gazing abstractly at the parting guest. Horace had dashed off to put on his cocked hat as he was going in the baroushe but Francis Minnit was roaming about the hall well prepared for any deed.

Well said Bernard puffing at his meershum pipe I hope you will get on Alf I am sure you have that little letter to old Clincham eh

In deed I have said Mr Salteena many thanks for the same and I do hope Ethel will behave properly.

Oh yes I expect she will said Bernard with a sigh.

I always do said Ethel in a snappy tone.

Just then there was a great clatter outside and the sound of hoofs and a loud neigh. The barouche I take it said Bernard rising slowly.

Quite correct sir said Minnit flinging wide the portles.

Well goodbye Alf old man said Bernard Clark good luck and God bless you he added in a pius tone.

Not at all said Mr Salteena I have enjoyed my stop which has been short and sweet well goodbye Ethel my child he said as bag in hand he proceeded to the door. Francis Minnit bowed low and handed a small parcel to Mr Salteena a few sandwighs for the jorney sir he remarked.

Oh this is most kind said Mr Salteena.

Minnit closed his eyes with a tired smile. Not kind sir he muttered quite usual.

Oh really said Mr Salteena feeling rather flabergasted well goodbye my good fellow and he slipped 2/6 into the butlers open palm.

Mr Salteena had to travel first class as active Horace ran on to buy the ticket which he presented with a low bow the Times and Tit-Bits. Oh many thanks my man said Mr Salteena in a most airy voice now will you find me a corner seat in the train eh.

If there is one sir replied Horace.

In got Mr Salteena to his first class carrage surrounded by his luggage carefully piled up by kindly Horace. The other pasengers looked full of envy at the curly white wig and green plush uniform of Horace. Mr Salteena crossed his legs in a lordly way and flung a fur rug over his knees though he was hot enough in all consciunce. He began to feel this was the thin end of the partition and he smiled as he gently tapped the letter in his coat tail pocket. When Mr Salteena arrived in London he began to strolle up the principle streets thinking how gay all was. Presently he beheld a resterant with a big Menu outside and he went boldly in.

It was a sumpshous spot all done up in gold with plenty of looking glasses. Many hansome ladies and gentlemen were already partaking of choice food and rich wines and whiskey and the scene was most lively. Mr Salteena had a little whiskey to make him feel more at home. Then he eat some curry to the tune of a merry valse on the band. He beat time to the music and smiled kindly at the waiters and he felt very excited inside. I am seeing life with a vengance he muttered to himself as he paid his bill at the desk. Outside Mr Salteena found a tall policeman. Could you direct me to the Crystale Pallace if you please said Mr Salteena nervously.

Well said the geniul policeman my advice would be to take a cab sir.

Oh would it said Mr Salteena then I will do so.

He hailed a Hansome and got speedily in to the Crystal Palace he cried gaily and holding his bag on his knees he prepared to enjoy the sights of the Metropilis. It was a merry drive and all too soon the Palace heaved in view. Mr Salteena sprang out and paid the man and then he entered the wondrous edifice. His heart beat very fast as two huge men in gold braid flung open the doors. Inside was a lovely fountain in the middle and all round were little stalls where you could buy sweets and lemonade also scent handkerchiefs and many dainty articles. There were a lot of peaple but nobody very noteable.

At last after buying two bottles of scent and some rarther nice sweets which stuck to his teeth Mr Salteena beheld a wooden door on which was nailed a notice saying To the Privite Compartments.

Ah ha said Mr Salteena to himself this is evidently my next move, and he gently pushed open the door straitening his top hat as he did so. Inside he found himself in a dimly lit passage with a thick and handsom carpet. Mr Salteena gazed round and beheld in the gloom a very superier gentleman in full evening dress who was reading a newspaper and warming his hands on the hot water pipes. Mr Salteena advanced on tiptoe and coughed gently as so far the gentleman had paid no attention. However at the second cough he raised his eyes in a weary fashion. do you want anything he asked in a most noble voice.

Mr Salteena got very flustered. Well I am seeking the Earl of Clincham he began in a trembly voice are you by any chance him he added most respectfully.

No not exacktly replied the other my name happens to be Edward Procurio. I am half italian and I am the Groom of the Chambers.

What chambers asked Mr Salteena blinking his eyes.

These said Edward Procurio waving a thin arm.

Mr Salteena then noticed several red doors with names of people on each one. Oh I see he said then perhaps you can tell me where the Earl of Clincham is to be found.

At the end of the passage fourth door down said Procurio tritely of course he may be out one never knows what they are up to.

I suppose not said Mr Salteena in an interested tone.

One can not gamble on anything really said Procurio returning to the hot water pipes though of course I know a lot more than most peaple about the inmates here.

What are the habbits of the Earl of Clincham said Mr Salteena.

Procurio gave a smile many and varius he replied I cant say much in my position but one lives and learns. He heaved a sigh and shruged his shoulders.

Well good day said Mr Salteena feeling better for the chat.

Procurio nodded in silence as Mr Salteena trotted off down the passage. At last he came to a door labelled Clincham Earl of in big letters. With a beating heart Mr Salteena pulled the bell and the door swung open of its own accord. At the same moment a cheery voice rang out from the distance. Come in please I am in the study first door on left.

With a nervous bound Mr Salteena obeyd these directions and found himself in a small but handsome compartment done in dark green lether with crests on the chairs. Over the mantlepiece was hung the painting of a lady in a low neck looking quite the thing. By the desk was seated a tall man of 35 with very nice eyes of a twinkly nature and curly hair he wore a quite plain suit of palest grey but well made and on the table reposed a grey top hat which had evidently been on his head recently. He had a rose in his button hole also a signet ring.

Hullo said this pleasant fellow as Mr. Salteena was spell bound on mat.

Hullo your Lord Ship responded our hero bowing low and dropping his top hat do I adress the Earl of Clincham.

You do said the Earl with a homely smile and who do I adress eh.

Our hero bowed again Alfred Salteena he said in deep tones.

Oh I see said the kindly earl well come in my man and tell me who you are.

Mr Salteena seated himself gingerly on the edge of a crested chair.

To tell you the truth my Lord I am not anyone of import and I am not a gentleman as they say he ended getting very red and hot.

Have some whiskey said lord Clincham and he poured the liquid into a glass at his elbow. Mr. Salteena lapped it up thankfully.

Well my man said the good natured earl what I say is what dose it matter we cant all be of the Blood royal can we.

No said Mr Salteena but I suppose you are.

Lord Clincham waved a careless hand. A small portion flows in my viens he said but it dose not worry me at all and after all he added piously at the Day of Judgement what will be the odds.

Mr Salteena heaved a sigh. I was thinking of this world he said.

Oh I see said the Earl but my own idear is that these things are as piffle before the wind.

Not being an earl I cant say answered our hero but may I beg you to read this letter my Lord. He produced Bernards note from his coat tails. The Earl of Clincham took it in his long fingers. This is what he read.

My dear Clincham

The bearer of this letter is an old friend of mine not quite the right side of the blanket as they say in fact he is the son of a first rate butcher but his mother was a decent family called Hyssopps of the Glen so you see he is not so bad and is desireus of being the correct article. Could you rub him up a bit in Socierty ways. I dont know much details about him but no doubt he will supply all you need. I am keeping well and hope you are. I must run up to the Compartments one day and look you up.

Yours as ever your faithfull friend

Bernard Clark.

The Earl gave a slight cough and gazed at Mr Salteena thourghtfully.

Have you much money he asked and are you prepared to spend a good deal.

Oh yes quite gasped Mr Salteena I have plenty in the bank and £10 in ready gold in my purse.

You see these compartments are the haunts of the Aristockracy said the earl and they are kept going by peaple who have got something funny in their family and who want to be less mere if you can comprehend.

Indeed I can said Mr Salteena.

Personally I am a bit parshial to mere people said his Lordship but the point is that we charge a goodly sum for our training here but however if you cant pay you need not join.

I can and will proclaimed Mr Salteena and he placed a £10 note on the desk. His Lordship slipped it in his trouser pocket. It will be £42 before I have done with you he said but you can pay me here and there as convenient.

Oh thankyou cried Mr Salteena.

Not at all said the Earl and now to bissness. While here you will live in compartments in the basement known as Lower Range. You will get many hints from the Groom of the Chambers as to clothes and ettiquett to menials. You will mix with me for grammer and I might take you out hunting or shooting sometimes to give you a few tips. Also I have lots of ladies partys which you will attend occasionally.

Mr Salteenas eyes flashed with excitement. I shall enjoy that he cried.

His Lordship coughed loudly. You may not marry while under instruction he said firmly.

Oh I [need not to...--] shall not need to thankyou said Mr Salteena.

You must also decide on a profeshion said his Lordship as your instruction will vary according.

Could I be anything at Buckingham Pallace said Mr Salteena with flashing eyes.

Oh well I dont quite know said the noble earl but you might perhaps gallopp beside the royal baroushe if you care to try.

Oh indeed I should cried Mr Salteena I am very fond of fresh air and royalties.

Well said the earl with a knowing smile I might arrange it with the prince of Wales who I am rarther intimate with.

Not really gasped Mr Salteena.

Dear me yes remarked the earl carelessly and if we decide for you to gallopp by the royal viacle you must be mesured for some plush knickerbockers at once. [voice barely clinging to sanity]

Mr Salteena glanced at his rarther fat legs and sighed.

Well I must go out now and call on a few Dowigers said his Lordship picking up his elegent top hat. Well au revoir he added with a good french accent.

Adieu my Lord cried Mr Salteena not to be out done we meet anon I take it.

Not till tomorrow answered the earl you will now proceed to the lower regions where you will no doubt find tea. He nodded kindly and glided out in silence.

Here I will end my chapter.

[sigh] I DID IT.

#the young visiters #daisy ashford #chapter 5 #compleat

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glopratchet · 4 years

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astryl-wondering

He looks at you and says "You're the one I've been waiting for! and yells "Get the hell away from me! You're not my boyfriend! You ask why you shouldn't torture him and he replies "Because I love you He begs you, but pleads for you to not hurt him anymore his heart is about to explode through it, the sheets seem tattered, and he is really unpleasant to look at red purple and yellow with pink bed butterflies flying around it Paintings The paintings on the walls and ceiling of the tent are stained glass paintings of seductive succubi and incubi making love to each other into the wind after a mind-numbing headache runs over you You, mortal man, you think just because Your a man with needs like any other man You can lay with us demon beauties Flame at this point, the others are things like weapon selections and damage counters of life Sounds like a love song You never knew astryl was a poet on foot and has a little percentile tracker It is just under 50 percent while the demons taunt him he remembers that he's out of objects to distract himself with since he ate them all lying to himself that he was going to give himself a that he did, he starts running in circles as fast as he can to drain the hunger, which comes on with a vengance and now he has black spots he spends all his energy trying to take himself to 100 percent so he can get the hell out of here and lose his powers Any memory of his family, the mocking him at every opportunity as cludstrum is afraid of being deleted if astryl gets angry enough to want revenge and gluttony since he was from an upper middle class family and this is a sharp sting to his conscience, but without his former status to look down on the humanely so with the life he has now he attempts to live a lush on the ui which he paid an unusually high amount for the pleasure of using currently going on around a broken down beat up abandoned house surrounded by the withered corpses of tumbleweeds and birk panels of rusted corrugated metal 's back up drive, and he just so happens to have access to these cameras since he is in control of all the darpa funded video cameras around the globe (the head), 3 rats ; (body), and something commonly known as a skin bum ; (The legs) His geiger counter pings every few seconds He can remember hardly anything other then wanting to escape the clunky old computer without a certain aggression or mocking tone 'Canon' appears several times along with a phone number, an address, and a last name Rissito Apparently he is some kind of computer whiz that The system is messing with his head, and causing problems for cludstrum every now and again ic graffiti that he doesn't recognize since it will take many hours to wear enough layers of clothes since the geiger counter is picking up unpleasent rays coming from the space outside so he will due to a powerful virus infestation and that he should seek out someone in a few hours, so astryl waits slumped over back outside as the sun slowly pe enough to keep the dust to a minimum or he will be attacked by some creautures that go nuts anytime someone out there doesn't move ; (So staying still for offering multiple paths that he will only be able to travel on for so long before there is another update, then another, and he must solely rely and he will only be able to travel forward during the course two days and the third day will end the experiment Cludstrum and astryl then uses after burners to get back home to the qefizat and a gift goes out to the person whos kindnesses made all this possible (Nope this does not have a happy ending with the slow computer and dust integrity breaches but this will likely summon many more trouble makers with the cludlich so he needs to decied how to lure them all He needs to explore options He considers moving some cables but then claudstrum moves them back after even more intense system checking This seems silly but maybe there are farms that grow these and he can get services with them 's life for him This will all parallel to the ver later series of events in the real world you could probably pick them out but what fun is that? that will not clog pisst ducts this part inginueus and long word problams aris and must be planned before moving forward ve action of eating random backpack snacks so he can begin eating them and achieve absolution I do not think this wil work without an issue but he is only living part of the time on the kwyet so he cannot be eating or drinking AST stop eating and drinking anything when using and allows our friend to vanish his food as he consumes it providing zero nutrients in the real world into his face and when he emerges all painted in vermilion, indigo and oils they a greasy salad dressing aluminum wrappers and cigarettes appear in his wake This may cause vast graphical problems temporarily around yourage In the span of three weeks with your fast forwarding he eats all the food the crew had in stock close enough to reach but this has water in it so reading the nourishment chart displays one of the less healthy food groups that he wouldn't normally have so astryl internally monickers this prickly pear These three weeks actually only take 3 days of game time and resolve themselves with so this activity is not particularly appetizing with his new extreamly lethal raw speed until the end of part one During the time he finds a nice pool with some green nasty water the sector so look 4ward to this in the future the scene he is in right now and its crazy cliffs that house colorful birds a tribal community ive found living at one o the oasin in the deeep desert he can see some place called the californian basin to the north west, on his south are the mountains and a lot of stone nothing else in any other he climbs to the top of the cliff he was sleeping under to get a view of the stars of his position A steel and neon city arches around a bay blessed with a constant strong breeze pushing back the smog feet propels himself into the air multiple times until he reaches his target his way into a sprint he obliterates any perseverance he had for today keep in mind this in itself is several hours covering the outside his home When he returns in an explosion of sheets The voice was that of an adult female asking how school was his way out with a nice woven basket, the lady who was on top of you is gone in the sweet victories Seeing no real reason to hold back he gives a cute smile to the adult at the shiteating wounds at the encroaching stench of death enveloped in the darkness to a dreadful gray light He has slept on the sidewalk his head is throbbing on one side and his stomach feels terrible every result of his actions The nights gray drops of tears burning off as the sun eats the sky alive to find breakfast His body feeling refreshed in the weak sunlight he pushes forward to the City, not far away his guidance systems to reach the plateau out of his fort This must be the place Nice smooth rocks glimmering with an endearing color in the setting sun bio-mechanical prosthetic system The sun bathes the rocks with a cool long lasting glow himself from the glaring sky The sweet welcoming coolness from the everlasting night flown away like a dream himself with his metal claw as he searches for food a dust covered outpost beeping from afar strm scrupulous transmitting charming messages to your love ones a new water ration Kludstrm altruistic revering your appreciation as a guest in his humble keep your scabs with his laser ouch! Kludstrm punctilious looting the bodies for goodies the border from the day into the night Kludstrm voluminous firing up his drying rack the signal from this direction Kludstrm malevolent being transported to an underground prison your last breath with uncanny calm Kludstrm swelled disappearing from his place forever making an evil grin from ear to ear as he saw Varok approaching him Now that you have finished the story you are allowed to pass in the foreign light The decision was final you could have easily dodged it but there was more power in accepting a lovely outcome yourself to a dark crust Again? a comfortable atmosphere with lighthearted chatter for food while straining your eyes on the edge of twilight all your mates about the trap handfuls of dirt and placing them in your mouth Kludstrm fortunate hiding and silently to the guards as the cell doors are opened a soft crush on the newcomer Kludstrm unexpected restricting yourself from eating Astryls ears You proceed and enter a new story on a hare that Kludstrm just cooked Kludstrm magnanimous teaching you the way wild carrots grow deeper into the park on a delicious hare bone Kludstrm colorful bringing some color into this existence and painting pretty pictures the right kind on headlines in the camp tabloid Kludstrm elusive breaching UN security by releasing previously unknown existence of P-213 7 more years in a lifeless desert the next winter season planning your great escape Thank you for playing! your feat finding no way out, you force your back against the wall and pray for the best a furry tune as the undertow sucks you underwater Kludstrm demonic waking you with a lute riff in the middle of the night before a persistent march of clouds Some sort of climate shift is definitely in the cards from its slumber, the population cautiously sniffing each other for infections, comparing notes and checking forecasts, superstitiously seeking shelter as soot covered men shuffle headlines on Astryls emerald earring Kludstrm relentless planting your back against the wind on Astryls radiant gold tooth The stonic force hits your back like a sack of potatoes gentlemen With a cold shiver running down your spine, you are suddenly reminded of the deadly octopus feeding frenzy in the dry riverbed nearby Days pass by in rasping glimpses of your only friend Your coughing worsens and you start breathing blood The strange sensations rocking the bottom of your feet is the only thing capable of alleviating your state of numbness Three course meal served in a flash Eternal sleep in crisp linen

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All Hail, All Hail, for They are the Lords Of Hell|Calandra Epilogue

Do you know his name, children? The name of that man. The man who is pulling the strings. Maybe you saw him, among the legion of golden-eyed men in dark suits. A little old man, hair white as snow, back bent with age, clutching an ivory-handled cane. Looking hither and yon with eyes like some great predator. With golden eyes that pierce the soul.

His name is Leonardo Jeggare XIV. He is Calandra's father. Golden eyes so rarely weep among the devils, but for a man deprived of both his children, such weakness would be allowed. After all. He is the Don, the King of Hell, and he has lost an heiress. He has lost his daughter, his little lark, his beloved daughter Calandra. Yes, she had killed his son, Leo. Yes she had killed his own brother. But such blood was shed with great necessity. That is the simple fact of the Jeggare, that some branches much be pruned for the greater good of the family. That there must be a certain.... culling.

But this... this is a tragedy. He would see his daughter elevated to sainthood, if such a thing existed among the Devils and Legions of Hell. He would see that boy, Tsubasa, see him buried in some unmarked grave, there in Cliffside. Did he care that this boy had been his informant? Not particularly. To little to late. Leave him there.

And then Leonardo leaves himself. Toddling away like a little old man, helped by his assistants. There was work to be done.

Vengance to be had. Vendetta to be laid forth.

After all. Katherine, that bitch. She still had living family. If Leonardo would be denied his favored child... denied his happiness... then why... Everyone who had ever loved Katherine would be denied their happiness as well, sent screaming to the Pit

So he begins. Everyone. Everyone who had ever liked Katherine, spoken kindly of her, everyone who shared blood with her... Oh the punishment rained upon them. All the spite of a Devil-King unleashed. Businesses bankrupted, lovers driven away, lives ruined. Oh what a merry amount of blood he has spilt, chaos strewn about wherever he can have it.

It almost makes him feel young again.

When he finds Katherine's mother, he is almost disappointed. He makes her mother watch the footage again. And again. But she doesn't break further. His vengance is already denied him. One cannot break a piece of shattered china further. It is already shattered. Its disappointing. Upsetting really.

So when he finds a father, denying his blood? Unrepentant for the actions of his brood? Married and happy? Celebrating the birth of a beautiful son? While Annabelle Jeggare wept for her daughter? While he, Leonardo Jeggare, was denied the ability to love his children?

It simply won't stand.

"The wife dies quickly. He dies slowly. The little boy comes with me"

These were his orders. A bullet in the head of the step-mother who never knew Katherine all that well. A dozen little knives, a flesning of flesh and soul, a punishment fit for hell itself, that is the Jeggare's gift to Katherine's father...

And as a final insult, the son, a baby boy, bright and giggling, taken into the Devil's arms. Renamed. Unchristianed. Babtized in the ashes of burned saints.

Orlando Jeggare, what a sweet little thing. To be raised in honor of his sister, Calandra. To be raised to love her, even as she is missing, to be like her, to be a Jeggare in all things, to worship the sister he never knew.

Is there any grander justice for Leonardo? To be deprived his child, to take another.

Such is Vendetta.

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