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legionofmyth · 2 years
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How to run a haunted adventure
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Most people are acutely unaware of the fact that educated individuals make up a very small part of the population. Your access to internet, online discourse, books and other resources is a privilege. When you surround yourself with the elite, you will inevitably have a warped narrative of the reality. This is why lot of women in the West believe feminism isn't necessary.
Their skulls are not bashed by their father for not wearing a hijab nor are they paraded naked as a war prize. Their bodies are not marred to make them ugly enough to prevent soldier rape. Their bones are not broken to make them unable to run away when their husband forces himself upon them. Their genitals aren't mutilated; they aren't stoned to death for going to school. They can vote. They can learn. They can flourish. Yet, most women in the world slave away just for the sin of being born a woman.
The haunting part is that they know. They are aware of the way the western society punishes them. They are aware of the damger that looms over them. They know that they cannot escape the inertia of patriarchy. Yet, they close their eyes and ears. They are willing to jeopardize billions of women to protect themselves and reap the benefits of the small power bestowed upon them, clinging under the cast of their elite class. Their selfish desire overpowers their gulit and thus is destroyed the female solidarity.
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lucyvaleheart · 2 months
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Psst ... you're cute 😉😉😘
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I-!! H-hi!! I. I'm.... T-that, um-
T.... T-thank you, miss, um- I. I.... Y-you're extremely pretty yourself, um-!! I-
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neomedievalistbr · 10 months
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good god i hate gacha games
every new month there will a new ultra popular gacha game (this time there were 2! limbus and honkai [again]!), everytime ppl will play them, everytime after a certain amount of time ppl will grow tired of them and notice how it's affecting them negatively, theyll get too addicted to it and end up playing it too much or will spend money on it
and everytime damn time someone comes out of it after getting completely fucked over and says "guys please stop playing this game its literally doing bad for yall" and they'll get harassed bc theyre speaking against a largely "neurodivergent and q*eer fandom" or whatever
ppl will always get addicted to these games bc theyre made for it. limbus is no different, the difference is that ppl are Much more defensive over it bc of its "good story" "no fanservice" "actually well written female characters"
(its always the same shit. arknights is the same thing too)
the game has a system that forces ppl to keep replaying it for HOURS (but not too much, bc then youll lose interest) just for you to play the main story, fail and have to wait a whole day to repeat the process
or just spend money to make it go by much faster
but its not that bad, obviously! bc project moon is "incompetent"
which is my most HATED adjective to any company
theyre not "incompetent" they have full knowledge of what theyre doing (THEIR GAMES ARE LITERALLY ABT THAT) youre just incredibly stupid and prefer to look the other way while ppl are starting to go in debt trying to spend more
its actually disheartening to see so many stupid ppl coming together to defend companies that actively hate them and just leech off of them.
in conclusion:
gacha fans try not to defend that terrible capitalist company challenge (impossible)
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lizardswears · 1 year
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None of my hobbies lend to the creation of propaganda, but I’ll try anything once!
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msommers · 1 year
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FROM APHRODITE AND THE LOVERS, TO OUR LITTLE DOVES 🕊️💌 to celebrate the release of the ethereal lovers club, we're offering a limited-edition cassette of the album exclusively for our top fans on spotify. a limited quality is available for this offer - until april 30th or while supplies last - so act quickly!
mc & band for @infamous-if [templates]  [psd]
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karaokebearwithal · 2 months
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Mutuals Mutuals Come one COME ALL!!!
Put your various sona's and appendages together for the unveiling of a lil' something I've been working on while being distracted from animating Dame Aylin's wings (Its long, hard, fun as all hell but the concentration required to do so seems physically impossible for a beast of my genus)
I drew all my moots tavs/pseudo-companions!!! It took a bit, but it was well worth it! Everyone's design is so unique and fun to figure out. (10 is a big number of moots)((which I am very grateful to have :3)) So without Further Ado!!! (there will be so much more Ado):
(page break cuz the images are 400x400 each but 10 times, I also go on for a bit about how much I like each Tav/pseudo-companion character) ((if anyone can give me tips on how to size pieces in a normal style digitally i'd be very grateful))
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First of all is Sivvus the Fey Prince (he/him)! This elusive Eladrin Tav belongs to @thedomesticanthropologist! A gorgeous yet seemingly cold-hearted druid who tends to keep his cards close to his chest. Though if you want the challenge you can see for yourself if you can try and get close to him to see if Sivvus is as closed off as he seems to be. To be quite honest, Sivvus really grew on me. A very fancy Eladrin with a high society (fey society) upbringing ( with very good looking mood boards to match) and the like only for him to be thrust into the bg3 world with a worm to boot. He is charming! Also his backstory? <3 Defienetly go read it! 10/10 would draw the snob again :)
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Second off we have Gum (He/They)! A Githyanki Cleric of Mystra. Being @piipaw's Tav you'd find this charming fruit lover trying to live a peaceful life after escaping from the creche that raised them. I like Gum a lot as the concept of a githyanki trying to find their own way in Faerun while also having no idea about any of the social customs is very gripping to me. I recommend greatly to check out the blog for Gum fics, fanart and a very cool moot . :)
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Next is H'rayn of Verkos (she/her)! Now different from all the character's I drew, H'rayn is not a Tav! She's actually a pseudo-companion character with a lotta lore and history! She even has her own quest, party banter, approval and disapproval things. It's the whole deal!! @githkisser made an amazing post all about H'rayn . If you want a ton of indepth and fun info that's really really well documented, I cannot overstate how much you should it check out! I find myself going back to learn more about H'rayn as she really is as well thought out as in game companions! It's quite fun thinking up of ways tavs can interact with her and the art is mwah!!! very good indeed :3
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4th! Tavern (Tav) the Bard! (they/them) This darling bard ran away from the circus.....from birth! Created by @avocado-writing, Tavern plays their way into your heart with their silly antics, warm heart and eldritch pocket dimension in their chest!
Tavern is a doll to doodle and I am amped to draw them even more in the future. The heterochromia and the inclusion of instruments does make them a fun challenge (i will draw instruments accuratley with these paws eventually). Go check them out!! :D
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5th! Hvinidyr the Barbarian (he/him)! @star-bear-art (I just realised after all this we aren't actually mutuals. Which is funny since we kinda have the same name and theme with the bear thing XD) If you wanna see wonderous art of Hvinidyr as well as the other companions, go look right over here!
Winnie (Hvinidyr) has a lot of forms depending on the time period you wanna look at. The one I chose was the most recent with the large scar tissue all over the left (right? I'm horrible at directions, my paws don't make an L shape for me to tell). He was really fun to sketch out (and probably later colour in) and has a really unique design that I appreciate :)
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6th Vierlin the Enchantment Wizard (and a lil' bit rouge)!!!(she/her) @sybaritick's Tav!!! Now!! This classic drow has a keen intrest in enchantment magic, teaching her crafts to nobles in Amn. After the whole tadpole fiasco, she also finds another use for her multitude of arcane skills. Most notabley depicted with a local wizard.
Now I won't get ahead of myself here but the fics that Sybaritick wrote about Vierlin are like....licking a warm pan of thickened maple syrup or a fancy meat meal with so much demi-glaze you're left smacking your lips for at least 20 mins after eating. Its indulgent. And I couldn't recommend it enough!! Read it!! (it took me a good 8 times to get the 'ie' part of Vierlin's name right, the letters look the same to me)
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7th Fink the Spores Druid (they/them) belonging to @causticcontemplation! They're a pretty short Tav a 2.5ft and have a whole modern AU fic about them!!! You can read all about it here! (the pun name is amazing!)
I found it cool to use the fic to figure out how to colour them in, I ended up sending an anon ask instead and it helped great! Lovely Tav 10/10!
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8th Korydass the Druid!! (She/her)!!! Conjured by @cfcreative, this seemingly non-emotive bronze dragonborn lights a spark in viewers as her tail and love for nature portrays otherwise. Art of Kory is many and also very good. Reading through her lore is fun watching her dynamics with the different origin characters change as she opens up to the party.
Now I do have slight bias, I like drawing Kory the most since her head shape is less humanoid. It's just so satifying, also her design is crazy awesome to work with so all around its great recommend I like her a lot :3
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9th Asheera the Paladin (she/her) produced by @optiwashere.
To be quite honest I wouldn't even have a blog if it wasn't for Asheera's fics. They are EXCELLENT. If you want to go through a journey of a half orcs struggles, successes and gripping romance with Shadowheart, VAULT YOURSELF into Opti's A03 page and devour. You will have negative regrets about it just like I! Asheera is great I love her a lot I am the most normal about her.
(I'll keep it brief since this post is long enough to cross a river)
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10th Quin the Bard (he/him) composed by @quinthebard (who'd have known?)
This darling plucky bard is the star of an ongoing comic that is very dynamic and very gripping. (My fave panel is this one). Despite being 100, Quin still maintains his joyful and kind nature when traveling with the tadpole gang.
Definetly one of the most friendlies Tavs out of all the ones i've drawn. (he was also the first i drew out of all of these!) He's a delight!! Go check him out! Thanks to all my moots for giving permission, having such great characters and being such lovely moots! <3 <3 <3
(Any pronouns or other changes that want be changed, feel free to DM about it. I love those! )
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moeatsushi · 1 year
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:-)
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ap-kinda-lit · 3 months
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Me when I see people tear down Atem and hype up Raphael in season 4
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oneiroy · 2 months
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hey so i think i finished my latest port to kniku (tsar's renaissance pirate, the one i used in my last gpose :) )
i'll release it in a few day after running around in it a bit more but uh..... anyone wanna test it before i do that?
comes in s, m and l chest sizes and with flat and bulge options for the pants
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honeycollectswhump · 6 months
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Can we get any insight into Ashtray's conditioning/training, or maybe Mistress trying many different types of cigarettes to compare the taste (and how they burn him differently)? He's my new favorite little guy :)
congrats, you unlocked some lore! i hope you enjoy the little hints about who ashtray used to be :)
A Step Towards Ashtray
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CW: isolation, captivity, emotional distress, cigarette burn, implied pet whump
Behind the heavy, metal door there is a young man, though legally that description would be wrong. Behind the door, there is a future companion object, handpicked to satisfy his potential buyers in any way possible. But then again, right now he is barely at the start of his journey to becoming a perfect companion object, so Eskil Thorn just calls him a trainee, his trainee. 
It had been quite the odyssey over the past two weeks or so, watching the trainee scream and claw at the door, sobbing a certain name. Of course, that did nothing to help him. Eskil knows the recipe to the perfect start is letting the trainees simmer in isolation for a bit before introducing them to their future purpose. Now that the screaming has finally stopped, maybe from exhaustion or his voice giving out, it’s a sign for Eskil to start the process.
Stepping inside, he takes in the sight before him. The trainee is curled on the floor –like a feral dog– staring at him with red-rimmed but beautifully big blue eyes. Bits of ripped-out hair lay around him and Eskil makes a mental note to nip that behaviour in the bud. His golden-blond hair is one of the trainee's assets, which will eventually put him in a high price range and Eskil can’t let him ruin that.
“Are you ready for your lesson?”
The trainee nods frantically.
“Please, sir, anything! I– I can’t– please!” he rasps, inching forward to Eskil. 
If he were any other designation, Eskil would love the begging. It’s always a sweet surprise when the trainees exhibit these behaviours early on. Unfortunately however, that won’t be a necessary skill for him, though it is undeniably a promising start.
With shaking hands, the trainee grasps onto Eskil’s pants, his eyes shining with tears. “Don’t leave me alone, sir, please!”
Perfect.
“Sure, I’ll stay with you for a while. But you have to do something for me first.”
See, where the other handlers try to force it, Eskil lets his trainees take their first steps on their own. And to get them motivated, isolation works wonders. 
The trainee is basically vibrating with desperation. It’s not his first lesson. He doesn’t beg to be let out anymore, not since they shocked his signature out of him, and he’s given up on insisting on “his name”. Instead, it is a sort of resigned despair that makes him perfectly malleable.  
“Wh-what do you want me to do?”
With a smile, Eskil pulls out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket. Something warm prickles in his chest as he looks at the lighter, a gift from his wife, decorated with small doodles. Slowly, he lights the cigarette and takes a single drag, watching smoke fill the room. 
He sits down, his legs crossed, and lets himself be warily watched by the trainee. They stay like that in silence, Eskil sitting patiently, the trainee kneeling on all fours before him like a dog, seemingly undecided between wanting to lean away in suspicion and throwing himself in Eskil’s lap. 
Then, he holds out the burning cigarette, inching it closer to the trainee, who just blinks uncomprehendingly. Maybe his future purpose is still beyond his understanding, Eskil supposes. 
“Come on, give me your arm, will you.” 
The trainee flinches and gawks at him with those big blue eyes, his lip twitching as he suppresses a cough. 
“Why?” he whispers, his eyes fixating on the cigarette. Still, he doesn’t move away from Eskil’s vicinity.
“Oh,” Eskil chuckles, “I think you know exactly what for. Now, don’t you want to be a good boy? It’ll be worth it, it’ll all be worth it in the end, I promise.”
Eskil just watches the trainee’s shocked expression morph between conflicting emotions. The promised touch is like a drug in his starved and isolated state. Until eventually, the trainee nods, defeated. He holds out his arm as if he could choose.
Deliberately, Eskil moves the cigarette bud closer and closer to his shoulder. The trainee only tenses up, flinching away from the heat, but makes no move to flee. 
The cigarette makes contact with his skin and he lets out a strangled yelp, eyes flitting to Eskil’s face, as if trying to figure out if this noise would be enough to make Eskil leave. 
Ash spreads over the trainee’s pale skin. There is barely a mark beneath it yet, but it will come in time—his first burn blister of hopefully many. 
Satisfied, Eskil flicks the extinguished cigarette to the side and opens his arms. After a breath of hesitation Eskil pretends not to notice, the trainee flings himself into his embrace, his chest hitching with silent sobs. 
He claws into Eskil’s shirt with a feral need that goes beyond the two weeks of isolation, beyond the acclimation period after the walk-in. Maybe he sees something in him, some sort of figure he lost and whose comfort he secretly grieved. It is all out in the open now, the trainee’s soul ripped fresh open for the world to see. A brief burst of vulnerability, soon to be replaced by perfect obedience. 
Suddenly, hesitantly, the trainee raises his head from Eskil’s shoulder, catching his gaze with immense sorrow.
“Sir? What… what will happen to my little brother? N-now that he’s all alone and he’s never been alone, I’ve always been there for him and he’s–”
Eskil shushes him softly, laying one hand on the back of the trainee’s head.
“There’s no my for you anymore, never forget that. But I’m sure he’ll manage.”
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legionofmyth · 2 years
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Computer game influence on tabletop RPGs
Computer game influence on tabletop RPGs
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mashbrainrot · 2 months
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a sleepy and sloppy comment on the tiny amount of fandom wank that is wafting about the place:
back in September 2023 the masholes discord server had to kick an individual for bad behaviour. since then, they have been attempting to stir up trouble by way of multiple fake accounts, baity anons, the lot. our policy up until now has been to not feed the troll, but a) they have finally managed to dredge up a slight amount of attention from other people, and b) I have run out of cheeks to turn and fucks to give.
there have been very (very!) few issues in our server, especially relevant to its size, but I am 100% confident in our ability to back up every single action we have taken in response to any of it if needs be. in fact, I would say that the only concern I have about our conduct is that we have occasionally been too lenient. it is a really lovely space and we - that is the mods AND the other members - work hard to keep it that way.
if anyone ever wants to join and see for themselves, they can dm me, the server owner @pomegranate , or the other mod @amrv-5 and we will generate you an invite link.
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fade-out-lights · 2 years
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When somebody asks you what it is like to live in Kharkiv...
You go to sleep because it is night, because you want to sleep.
At 2 am, you wake up to the sound of explosions and air raid sirens. You lay and listen to the siren's howl. You should better go and get dressed, take your "grab-to-go" bag and run to the bomb shelter. Still, you lay. Since the first two explosions happen before the siren. The siren keeps telling you to run to the shelter. Siren's background is another two rockets exploding - one after the other. Then two more.
"That was close" - you think because the blast wave hits the cars parked nearby.
You lay in your bed, and you think that that is probably it. The end. Usually, there are four to six rockets a night. They explode in a row: bang-bang... few minutes pause - bang-bang... Then comes the silence...
You live in a calm district - cannon artillery does not reach here. What about the rockets... The rockets can fall anywhere - here, where you lay, and there, where you may run for a shelter.
The siren goes silent. Then silent go the cars. [It] did not hit here. You feel nothing about the night explosions because they happen every night, because if you feel anything - you might as well go insane. Go insane very fast. Though nothing proves you are not going insane slow.
You know how to do it right. You must be ready to run out of your flat with your urgent go-to bag. You understand that in case of a very near explosion - or even direct hit, you will not have time to dress up - that means you should sleep fully dressed for six months.
But you have not been doing it for a very long time. Because if you want to react to the air raid siren, you should go to sleep right in the bomb shelter. Every night. Maybe somebody does just like that, but every night you go to sleep in your bed. You are not even hiding behind the two load-bearing walls - your flat simply does not have them.
From all the precautions - you do not leave your flat without the documents. If the air raid siren gets you outside, you keep it in mind and go on doing your stuff.
It takes a few minutes for the rockets from Belgorod to reach your house. You know these few minutes are not enough for you to make it to the shelter. And you know you will not even hear the rocket. And to fall on the ground every time you hear the siren - somehow meaningless.
You have found out THEY are running out of precision missiles, and now they hit the city with the old ones. They [the old ones] lack precision. They may fall anywhere. You have the time to think about it when the night explosions have ended and the siren has gone silent. And you may have no time. Because it has been six months...
You go to sleep...
There are explosions again at 4 am - now rather far because the car sirens do not weep. You go to sleep again.
You open social media in the morning and try to know where those rockets have hit. If in the districts where your relatives and friends live - you call them. They have answered - everything is okay...
You make your coffee, plan your day. You work, you help somebody. You do something, only not to sit still. You clean your flat, do the house chores, or you meet your friends. You load your brain with at least anything.
A day goes by.
Here comes the night. You go to sleep because it is night, because you want to sleep.
Six months...
It has been six months...
Spring...
Summer...
Author: Evgeny Fyodorov
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b1gwings · 4 months
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a little something i made for my dnd group back in september ^_^
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bastetwastaken · 8 months
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Here I am again, writing ridiculously romantic things.
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Atem smiled softly at him, Yugi felt the chest against his rise slowly with a deliberate breath. He saw Atems lips part as a soft sigh left them and those intriguing eyes dropped to the scarf over his own mouth. 
The hand against his jaw startled him, he hadn’t realised Atem had moved but he settled quickly when Atem moved slowly, fingers against his chin and thumb brushing over where his lips were under the soft fabric. 
He felt Atems' curiosity, his desire, his eagerness. He could see it in his eyes, but he also sensed his restraint, the way Atems body was tense against him, as if he was uncertain of just what to do, as if he was worried about what he should say. 
“You can.” He said softly. 
“Are you sure?” Atem asked, his voice just as soft but no less entrancing. 
“Yes.” He said certainly, tensing when he felt Atems fingers grip the thin fabric which still lent him the barest hint of anonymity. 
The fabric was pulled away slowly, falling to rest around his neck and panic rose quickly in his chest. That panic became nervous excitement when he felt Atems fingers against his cheek, the hand cupping his jaw, and when Atem moved forward he feared his heart would fail him entirely. 
He was almost certain it had when Atems soft lips pressed gently against his. His eyes fell closed as he melted against this man who had captured his heart so effortlessly, each slow caress of Atems lips against his threatened to take him apart, yet the gentle hand against the small of his back grounded him, held him together and encouraged him to press just a little closer. 
Allowed him to lose himself in Atem and forget everything else, if only for a moment. 
But that moment didn’t seem to be ending anytime soon and he was beyond lecturing himself into restraint. He’d been too long without this contact, too starved of any form of caress or loving touch and he was eager to take what Atem would give. 
He gasped softly when his back met the cool wall of the ledge behind him, Atems body fit so perfectly against his it almost pained him to think of ever being without him. His hands found soft hair, pulled gently and his lips drank the soft moan which fell from Atems. 
That sound did nothing to satiate his hunger though, it only fuelled it and he arched his body toward the other, every nerve alight, every muscle taught with anticipation as Atems hands found the backs of his thighs and lifted. 
Again he was held as though he weighed nothing, his back pressed into the uneven stone behind him but the slight discomfort did nothing to quell the fire in his soul. 
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WIP from my ongoing fic A Tale of Two Kingdoms:
Summary:
Tensions are high between the kingdoms of Luceras and Tuath Dé. They have been for hundreds of years, yet no one seems to know just what the feud between the two kings was founded on. Not even the sons of the two feuding kings know what truly happened all those years ago.
Yugi, the prince of Luceras has always been curious for an Elf, and this curiosity leads him right to the gates of Tuath Dé, the home of his fathers enemy, realm of the Deorum. His intention? To see a festival for the first time in his life, to experience an evening of magic at a masquerade ball.
He expected to experience things he never had before, but what he didn't expect was to find himself falling for Atem, the Deorum prince, supposedly his sworn enemy.
With tensions between their kingdoms so high, the two princes must keep their love a secret...but just how long will it be possible for them to do so?
Every story Yugi has ever read has had a happy ending, now he just hopes his will be the same.
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