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saradika · 4 months

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DIN DJARIN - 2023 FIC RECS

this year has been filled with so many beautiful fics, I wanted to make a rec list to share & support everything I read. please check these out and support these creators, they are all incredible! 💖✨

— A Kind of Demon by @fettuccin-e

Kinktober Day 3: Monster AU | Incubus!Din Djarin

— A Rule Of Threes by @5oh5

after not celebrating your birthday for many years, din djarin makes sure this is one you'll never forget

— Betrayal by @againstacecilia

Bounty hunting, not a happy ending, feels.

— Brown Eyes by @mandoisapunk

Din comes back to Nevarro only to find his favorite soldier acting as an interim Marshall, and the reunion is everything he could’ve hoped for.

— Coming Home by @whataenginerd

Din has just arrived back at the Sundari palace after a long and boring diplomatic trip.

— Consummating The Riduurok by @beskarandblasters

You just got married to Din in a large celebration on Mandalore. At the end of the night it’s time for one thing only; to consummate the marriage.

— Coporal by @pentechnics

Your new job is more or less a cinch; you’re the secretary to the COO of a big manufacturing company. Day in and day out you balance calendars, prepare morning coffee, and send a variety of emails. / But you also fantasize about your boss. In every which way. And it doesn’t take long to find out that his mind is just as filthy as yours.

— Denser Than Beskar by @floral-force

Your beskar-clad taxi pilot is an awkward man, and you decide it’s due to his limited social interactions. Under the armor, a nervous Din Djarin thinks his flirting and hints are obvious. Will he be able to share his feelings before you’re lost to the sands of Tatooine?

— Don't Hold Your Breath by @bits-and-babs

forced proximity smut

— Fear Not The Abyss by @psychedelic-ink

din initiates you into the cult.

— Forbidden Cravings by @inklore

stay in your room; that’s all you had to do. a simple demand that you planned on following until something goes bump in the night and you’re trapped between two monsters. | din x reader x bo-katan

— Hex Code by @bits-and-babs

given the task to hunt down an enchantress renowned for her deviancy, din fails to understand just how hard this mission will be to complete.

— Home by @beskarandblasters

A little drabble about domestic life with Din at his new house on Nevarro

— Home Is Where You're Mine by @/inklore

in nevarro you and din can finally breathe and spend your days christening every surface of your home.

— Ichor. Blood. Water. by @cherubispunk

stranded. alone. a traitor to your people, your family. aeaea is the prison of paradise you call home, and he is the prophecy you like to call an enigma. the ‘man made from metal’, forged in fire, melted by your spell that is no witchcraft on your part. he is the hunter, you will always be the prey. it is the way as the fates designed it.

— Keen by @/bits-and-babs

the child has been getting in the way of you and mando spending time together. after weeks without your touch, he’s finally reaching his limit.

— Love, Intertwined by @lowlights

Once upon a time...no, that’s not how your fairy tale goes. Din might have saved you that fateful day, but he was no knight in shining beskar armor. But the universe has a funny way of pushing people apart and bringing them back together again.

— Love Is a Fire That Burns Unseen by @moonlight-prose

on your list of things that could possibly happen while bounty hunting with din, dying from hypothermia wasn’t included. nor was finally admitting the truth to yourself about your feelings.

— Misjudgments by @floral-force

Din Djarin reluctantly agrees to work with a partner on a hunt, and they turn out to be incredibly skilled in bounty hunting. They make him a nervous wreck, something that never happens to him. But, maybe there’s more to Din’s mixed emotions than he realizes…

— Never Break The Chain by @/moonlight-prose

years after you lost contact and parted ways, he comes back into your life. in the most drastic way possible. | jurassic park!au

— No Words Needed by @againstacecilia

“Din, can I ask you something?” / His helmet turns to look in your direction. / “What does cyare mean?”

— Of Brown Eyes and Desert Skies by @floral-force

When a new man storms into the saloon you work at, you're instantly terrified--and captivated. But as he lingers in town and stirs up trouble with every step, you question who the brown-eyed man is underneath the poncho, and if he really is just a bounty killer at his core.

— Of Shadows and Roses by @the-scandalorian

You're engaged in an illicit affair with your bodyguard.

— One Night Only by @mondaychildsworld

You and Din get down and dirty in a fancy hotel room in Coruscant.

— Pearl Rosary by @sweetercalypso

Priest of Mandalore!Din Djarin listens to your sins during confession

— Permission by @javier-pena

You belong to Paz … but there’s something about Din Djarin. He’s on your mind constantly. | din x reader x paz

— Petals by @mandelirious

“When did you know?” / “Ithor.”

— Potter!Din by @silksaddle

A collection of drabbles and oneshots that surround your life with Din, who works away in his pottery shed.

— Raising Cain by @hier--soir

at a private gala in berlin, two agents slip inside, uninvited. unbeknownst to one another, and working for seperate agencies, they prepare to bring the same target to justice. the only problem is - one of them wants him dead, and the other wants him alive. who will succeed? will the strange connection they feel stop them from completing their mission?

— Return The Favor by @galactic-basic

din and reader share a moment in their newfound quiet.

— Rite by @bits-and-babs

Traditions form after Din removes the mask.

— Salt Water by @5oh5

din carries you in his mind, in his body, the way waves carry the salt of the sea: unforgettable, inextricable, forever.

— Still Of Your Hand by @/moonlight-prose

"din was always scared he would hurt you. always tentative to give into your desires of being taken apart roughly, because he was a gentle person when it came to you. his life revolved around violence, yet when it came to this—you—he was anything but that."

— Tales of the Heart by @lavendertales

Joining Din on his missions carried no expectations from either side. You simply provided him with medical assistance when needed and tended to the ship while he was gone and nothing else. / But several situations arose where you truly believed something might happen between you and Din.

— That's Not My Name by @theidiotwhowritesthings

“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell just as sweet.” - Shakespeare

— The Art of Failing by @theidiotwhowritesthings

The Division of Mythological Affairs was created to protect and serve the supernatural community while keeping the knowledge of their existence a secret. / You hoped to become an Agent of the DMA like your mother before you. Just as your dream begins to fall apart at the seams, you stumble across a missing persons report that could change everything. | Werewolf!Joel Miller & Vampire!Din Djarin

— Unearthed by @grippingbeskar

you are the new leader of your planet, but you lack an army. lucky for you, a new king has also recently ascended the throne.

— Unseen Smile by @beecastle

It’s your first anniversary and Din wonders if he should take his helmet off

— Velvet Mand'alor by @outercrasis

State functions are boring - certainly there are better ways to occupy your time

— Woven In Stars by @ilovepedro

Instead of navigating the galaxies, Din is navigating his new home life with Grogu on the ourskirts of Nevarro. In doing so, he meets you - a seamstress in town. The two of you form a beautiful bond through helping him adjust to domesticity in his secluded cabin. Throughout the time you share together, the bond you have flourishes into something more that can no longer be contained.

— Your Heart Got Teeth by @/moonlight-prose

horny thoughts about din’s necklace.

if you haven’t read these, you need to! and please support these amazing fics & writers by reading, reblogging & commenting! 💕

#fan fic recs #fic recs #please support these creators!#din djarin x reader

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skarlette1 · 9 months

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Lewd Library

Doctor Q didn’t know which was the greater frustration: Feeling the warm air on her naked flesh, but neither touching nor being touched; or standing in the grand library of the Aetheric Realms, but neither reading a word or stroking a cover.

The fate of the world depended on the bargain the Enchantress Exemplar of Earth had come here to broker with Demon Prince Incubus. But the demon prince was making her wait to see him. Made her wait here, where the desires of her flesh and the lusts of her mind both grew sharp and strong.

When the time arrived to bargain, Doctor Q would be more than distracted. She would be ready to offer anything to quench her desperate needs.

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cypriathus · 18 days

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Here is my version of Merlin from Arthurian legend!

Merdzalonius Eysplumona is a 460-year-old kind and gentle archmage, bard, and advisor, but behind closed doors, he’s melancholic and bitter. He’s able to put up a convincing facade that he’s completely fine, but shows no fear to berate someone if needed. He’s a sadomasochist who derives most of his sexual pleasure from the infliction of physical and psychological pain on others and himself. As a womaniser, he enjoys getting affection from plenty of women, while flexing his charisma and flirtatious expertise. He’s eager to advise and be of service, and able to use past experiences and knowledge in order to make sensible decisions and judgments. Despite his maturity, he’s playfully cunning and has a fondness for bewildering games, quirky disguises, deception, and strange humour. Merdzalonius is hyperactive, delusional, and anxious with concentration troubles, occasional temper tantrums, and inability to handle stress.

He’s a 9’ 11” (302.26 cm) trapezoidal mesomorph with an average musculature, a square chest, and a slightly rounded belly. He has Alice blue skin that’s fairly smooth, a melanzane forked tongue, and cinnabar eyes with slit pupils and dark burgundy sclera. His glistening edgewater hair is a nest of long, tentacled appendages with marble-like old gold and strikemaster patterns. Merdzalonius dons a glossy black goat patch with signs of greying, reaching to the middle of his pectoral muscles. He has razor-sharp claws in a metallic blue and the wings of a rusty blackbird. His lower half is a giant, slithering Babakina anadoni with eighteen tentacles in the front and the shell of a Charonia tritonis.

The tail half of Nikmuvolefja’s hooded seal pelt (it’s eventually replaced with a grey seal pelt) is stretched across a necklace of alternating raven leg bones and rectangular pieces of lavender quartz. He wears three rings on his left hand: a silver claddagh with a golden heart on the ring finger; a pink coral beaded ring on the middle finger; and a grandidierite solitaire on the index finger. His left forearm and hand are covered in a vambrace of jagged, draconic scales and a sharp-fingered gauntlet, which are both made from gilded brass. Merdzalonius wears layered, flowing robes of cloud burst adorned with purple-white and gold stars, and a short-sleeved mulberry wood tunic made from the finest silk. He’s in possession of a drooping, pointed hat that has an oceanic gradient from rosy pink, brilliant red, teal, light blue, and dark navy. The wide brim is decorated with fourteen hanging bronze bells and a yellowish-brown silk ribbon is wrapped around the base. He carries around a gold-plated, wolfskin grimoire with an evil eye in the centre of the front cover and a long, wavy wand of birch.

Merdzalonius can see a few hours into the past and future of his current timeline, and utilise clairvoyance, telekinesis, psychometry, and elemental manipulation. He’s able to transform people into heroes, anti-heroes, anti-villains or villains based on their moral compass and current emotional state. He possesses an indomitably strong lust and the ability to shapeshift into any animal he truly desires. He’s a master of alchemy white and black magic, psychology, pedagogy, escapology, disguises, beast-taming, music, and singing. He can control people to obey his commands and satisfy his desires through a sing-song voice. As a result of his absolute mind, he has god-level intelligence and cognitive proficiency, mentifery, great wisdom, terrifying charisma, superior instinctual awareness and capabilities in adaptability, and an indomitable willpower. Merdzalonius possesses full comprehension of the multiverse and a clear understanding on how others think and fight.

FAMILY:

Unnamed incubus father

Unnamed human mother

Unnamed fairy enchantress (ex-lover)

ALIASES/NICKNAMES:

The Maritime Madness

The little blackbird

Man of Wonder

FUN FACTS/EXTRA INFORMATION:

As an Æylphitus, the different parts of his name have special meanings: Merdzalonius means “sea fortress” and Eysplumona means “moulting songbird in a cage or singing in their own feathers”.

He used to be a cambion

His former physical body is forever sealed up in a tree that resides somewhere near the heart of Brocéliande.

He has two dragon familiars: an ice-breathing dragon and a dragon born with the powers of erupting volcanoes. They’re tasked with guarding his castle tower from invaders and bringing him ingredients and potential specimens.

He has a strong affinity with nature and animals

He often withdraws himself into Avalon to meditate

He laughs a lot

He enjoys working and living in cluttered environments with limited open spaces as they keep him stimulated and preoccupied.

The weight and stickiness of his mollusk body makes him slower than his former self, which can get on his nerves at times.

#writerscorner #writing #creative writing #original character #personality #physical appearance #outfit #abilities #power #merlin #arthurian legend #archmage #bard #advisor #fun facts #extra information

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lady-murderess · 2 years

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I'm a believer...

(Rick Flag x June Moone)

Author's note: So, this is my first time writing something for Tumblr, or rather, something that isn't in an RP format, so I'm definitely not confident with this at all. After rewatching Suicide Squad, I got throw into such a moonflag mood, so I came up with... whatever this is. Enjoy?

For Rick Flag and June Moone, the Midway City mission had been an exhausting twenty four hours… A crazy twenty four hours, full of worry and fright. The Colonel spent his time dealing with trying to control a group of murderers and misfits, petrified he'd lose the love of his life if he couldn't pull this off. And there was June, tucked away in the witch's subconscious, equally as petrified that Rick would die at the witch's hand because there was nothing she could do about it. But both of them knew that there was so much more at stake her other than their relationship… The more the two of them thought about it though, they realised that neither one of them wished to live without the other, a fear of vulnerability if one of them were to go, neither one wanting to leave their first proper partner.

But thankfully, Enchantress had been defeated, and now they were finally safe and had each other. That was all that mattered.

As the squad left the subway station with Waller, Rick would hold June closer than ever; scared that if he were to let go, June would slip through his fingers once again. There wasn’t a lot of talking amongst the group… Of course the majority of them were all rather proud of themselves for saving the world and wanted to boast about it to each other, throwing around playful insults and banter, just simply enjoying each others company in this newly formed, close-knit family each of them now had. But with Waller appearing out of nowhere the way she did ruined the vibe for each of them. Because at the end of the day, she still had control over each of those bombs in their necks, and she really wouldn’t hesitate to set at least one of them off even now the shit show was over. Amanda was a reminder that none of them were free - not even Rick and June.

“Boomerang, you mind if June borrows your coat?” Rick took a glance over at the Australian as he broke the silence among the group. There was no way he was going to just let June walk out with barely any clothes on, and the way he saw it, it wasn’t like Harkness needed the damn thing anyway, as soon as they’d all get on a chinook back to Belle Reve, he’d be back in prison scrubs, bitching about being locked up once again. “Jesus Christ… Don’t worry, we’ll have it cleaned for whatever mission you get signed up for next. Just give her the damn thing...” Flag would say, a little bit annoyed by how Boomer seemed to have frowned at the request, so he wouldn't quite give the guy a choice. At the end of the day, Flag was still a bit wary about Harkness, they did have... history. And with Boomer being… Boomer, Flag would still forever see him as a liability regardless of whether the selfish idiot had a bomb in his neck or not. He wouldn't and couldn’t trust him fully. But setting their issues aside for a moment , Flag was actually grateful that Captain Boomerang gave up his coat and handed it over, but it wasn’t really just that he was grateful for… He would never openly admit it, but he was mainly grateful for him making the choice to rejoin the squad after they left The Golden Tree bar and headed for the station. George took part in helping him to save June. Without him, the group wouldn't have been able to locate the Incubus's position inside, and Rick wouldn't have had access to Enchantress' heart.

It would be a good couple of hours before the couple walked through the door of their hotel apartment hand in hand. And as soon as the door was shut behind them, June would hang up the alcohol and sweat smelling thick leather coat on the hooks on the wall opposite her and head right for the bathroom, once Rick’s boots were undone and kicked off, he would follow behind. There was a comfortable silence between the two of them, they didn't really need to speak.

Once the two of them were in the bathroom, they stripped each other down, desperately wanting to get the dirt off and the gross clothes they wore, wanting to just relax under the warmth of the water. As they got in and the shower was turned on, Rick took a glance at the side of her face as she began to budge the dirt out of her hair with her hands. To him, June was the pure definition of beauty, her features looked like they'd been carved so delicately by angels. He loved the softness of her voice, the way her fingers were always smooth as they'd glide down his back when she held him… Damn, he really thought the world of her…

Thinking back to something he'd said to Floyd before the squad came face to face with Enchantress, he decided he meant every word he said. He didn't see love as a real thing, he rated it with UFOs and all that impossible crap, he never had seen any proof of it, until he met her. His June... That's when his mind would change for good, that was the moment when he would become a believer. He couldn't help his next movements, he would come in from behind and wrap his arms around her waist, dipping his head so he could press light kisses on her left shoulder. Rick had no intentions behind it other than to love on her, he simply wanted to take a moment to truly appreciate her and soak in just how lucky he felt that she loved him in return.

They took their time, but finally, the two of them would dry up and leave to the bedroom to dress themselves. Rick going for nothing but some long, dark blue cotton pants, and June wearing one of his t-shirts and a pair of her usual underwear. Now they were both comfortable, he'd sit June at the dressing unit by the window in their shared bedroom. He'd stand behind her, reaching over to grab both the hair dryer and hairbrush that was left on the surface. Rick may have come across as a complete asshole to everyone else, but when it came to June, he was softer, loving even. He left the soldier at the door and found himself wanting to love and look after her, so he'd taken to drying her hair and brushing it through every once in a while. With June's long, soft, dirty blonde hair, Rick would happily brush and play with it for hours on end if she'd let him. It just provided him such comfort… "You alright there, soldier?" June's voice would pull him from his thoughts, making him look through the mirror at her as he stood there. "Yeah... Yeah, I'm good, real fuckin' tired though."

"That I don't doubt. You've been a busy man…" June's voice would quieten as she'd watch his reflection, "Rick… I want to really thank you." she'd say just as he'd lean over to the left to plug in the hair dryer. Rick would stop a moment before turning and looking at her properly. His expression was blank, but only for a moment, he didn't know why but her saying such simple words took him aback. "You don't have to thank me…" He'd answer with a soft shrug, trying to act casual about it. "There ain't nothin' I wouldn't do for you. You know that."

"I'm serious, Rick." And with her saying that, he couldn't help the small smile that crept up on his face. "Yeah, I know. And so am I." Once he'd plug in the hair dryer, the exhaustion would creep up on him fast, forcing him to yawn. Covering his mouth with his hand to mask the yawn, he'd see her stand out of the corner of his eye and he soon felt her right arm around him, pulling him in the direction of the bed behind them. "Alright, soldier. I think it's bedtime, don't you?" He'd place down the hairdryer and willingly be pulled to the bed, far too tired to protest like he usually would.

Once June sat herself down and rested against the headboard, she'd pat her lap and hold her arms out to him, waiting. Rick would of course go to her, laying himself down on the mattress and resting his head on her lap. His now droopy hazel eyes looking up at her, soaking up as much of her face as he could see. It wasn't long before he felt himself drifting away on her, but he was determined to keep his eyes open. The Colonel couldn't settle... Yes, her lap was more than just comfortable and she was warm, but he didn't feel safe... Given that he'd taken all of his firearms with him to Midway, there was no longer a handgun on the nightstand at the side of his bed anymore, and that simply made him feel uneasy. He'd spent every night sleeping beside a gun for months on end just in case the witch decided to attack. But no matter how much Rick would try to extinguish that worry and tell himself he shouldn't have to worry anymore, that it was just him and June now and forever, there was still a fear in the back of his mind that Enchantress would return, thirsty for revenge with every intention to do the very same thing he did to her… crush his heart.

June knew what was going through his mind, she knew exactly why he was fighting sleep, so once she began to massage his scalp with her small fingertips, she'd whisper, "Baby… it's going to be okay. She isn't going to come back, I promise. She's gone for good. You saved me from her…" Looking down at him, she knew she couldn't blame him for feeling such a way, this wasn't the most comfortable thing for her either. So she would continue to quietly reassure him, doing all she could to get him to take a well deserved rest, as the poor soldier hadn't had a decent sleep in months… Now it was time to finally rest. And thankfully, it wasn't long until he gave in and let sleep take him in. June's voice was enough to convince him, it wasn't the words she spoke. It was just her voice, and just her voice alone.

Despite the worrying over the now impossible, Colonel Stick-Up-His-Ass had finally found refuge in someone, and now he knew that there was no way she'd be taken away from him, he couldn't have been happier… He was free to admit that he was a believer.

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the-primordials · 2 years

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ROMANCES【Love OR Despair?】

• Name: Arum

Gender: Male

Age: 9.4 Million

Pronouns: he/him

Species: God

Title:

(King of the Gods)

Divine Form:

Arum's true form resembles a dragon. Body length sitting at 136 meters and a wingspan of 342 meters. When in hybrid form he wields a dragon golden sword. (Hybrid form above, humanoid dragon.)

Physical Appearance:

Height (194 cm), more on the muscular bulky body build side, a rose beige skin tone, dirty golden blonde hair, chin length; messy hair. Emerald green eyes that shine with a sense of seriousness and vibrance.

Personality:

Prideful, Benevolent, Charming, Spontaneous,Stubborn.

Relationship: Great Nephew

Marital Status: Single

Mini-Sum:

Arum, King of the Gods, and God of Matter (Atoms), War and Compassion. He was the first god to be born and the first to create one of the new mortal races. He is the son of Zotikos Ruler of the Titans & Lavada Queen of the Pure (Souls). Arum is a god that is loved and revered throughout Eden. He has been known to be a fair and a just god. Arum has loved and been loved, but every time he would break off his relationships, always feeling something... or someone was missing from his life, someone to complete him. As such many have tried to fill that missing piece in his heart, but none have succeeded, yet. So will you be the void that fills that space? Or will you only break a longing heart?

• Name: Samuel Ulrich Van Doren Elsenburg

Gender: Male

Age: 23

Pronouns: he/him

Species: Human + ¼ Incubus

Talent: Aristocrat, Sorcerer, Strategist

Title:

(The 2nd Prince) (Cursed) (Son of The Witch) (He Who Rules Fire) (The Hidden Underdog)

Physical Appearance:

Height (183 cm), athletic body build, fair pale skin tone, obsidian hair, mid waist straight length hair. Crimson eyes, that hide a hidden pain.

Personality:

Caring, Extrovert, Super Cautious, Clingy, Brave. (Cold & Distant)

Relationship: none

Marital Status: Single

Mini-Sum:

Samuel Van Doren Elsenburg, the second heir to the throne of Ager Somnia, Kingdom of Dreams. Samuel was born at a young age with Leukocytosis as such he was very sickly growing up. Many considered he was cursed by the gods for having succubus blood flowing through his veins like his mother. And due to this the king turned his back on him and his mother as years went by. Till one day his mother made a deal with a Devil (Soul Seeker, Argus He Who Whispers). After she gave her life so her son could live, Samuel from then on promised himself that he'd take revenge on those who wronged him and his mother, and one day revive her. Since then Samuel distanced himself from others. He became cold and scary to all who came near him. He shut his heart off to all, even those who tried to show any form of kindness. But that is only how everyone perceived him, while his younger sister was one of the few who know his true nature. So will you open the doors to a lonely heart, that is need of healing? Or will lead this young man to the spiralling stairs of doom and destruction?

• Name: Cliodhna

Gender: Female

Age: 689

Pronouns: she/her

Species: Succubus (Demon)

Talent: Enchantress, Illusionist, Dark Mage

Title:

(The Temptress of Man) (That B*tch) (Man Slayer) (Blight on Reality) (Heartbroken Child) (Cursed) (Witch Of The Northern Tundra)

Demon Form:

Unknown.

Physical Appearance:

Height (166 cm), bottom hourglass body build, pale skin tone, dark velvet hair, long wavy straight hair. Bright intoxicating pink eyes.

Personality:

Flirtatious, Vengeful, Caring, Courageous, Realistic.

Relationship: none

Marital Status: Single

Mini-Sum:

Cliodhna, The Temptress of Man and daughter of the Demon King. Cliodhna, was born between a forbidden love, she was a child that was never ment to be born. But in the end her mother kept her. But she also kept her secret from the rest of the Demon races, for her very existence would start wars of unheard carnage. And carnage they did start, one day Cliodhna's existence became known to the Demon race and once the humans found out about an Heir to the Demon throne, a war broke out between the two races. A war that lasted for a 100 years, a war were Cliodhna earned the title "The Temptress of Man". But ever since the gods intervened to stop that war centuries ago. Cliodhna since then became nothing more than a fairytale in history. Until one fateful day were she fell in love with a human noble. Their love was a different kind of forbidden love, but she did not care. And from this union a daughter was born that would one day make a sacrifice so great it would save the life of another. And so as the years went by and she wept for the man she loved, who died at the hands of his own people for his treacherous deed. And ever since then she has continued to torment and bring fear to the people who stole her love and daughter from her. So will you be the cement that seals the cracks in the heart that lays shattered before you? Or will revel in the pain of another, and destroy all hope she has left?

• Name: April Collins

Gender: Female

Age: 26

Pronouns: she/her

Species: Human

Talent: Historian, Detective

Title:

(Archaeologist) (Bookworm) (Someone Famous) (Lone-Wolf) (Curiosity's Biggest Fan)

Physical Appearance:

Height (173 cm), fit slightly average body build, light pale skin tone, dark brown hair, chin length curly hair. Bright deep brown eyes.

Personality:

Curious, Intuitive, Brave, Impulsive, Idealistic

Relationship: none

Marital Status: Single

Mini-Sum:

April Collins, is the daughter to the famous Professor Collins an Archaeologist who was the first to find remnants of the first humans made by Eligos. A civilization that was so advanced that it still puts people in awe of their abilities. As such it was something that many wished to learn and discover more about. Including April who follows in her father's footsteps and became a renowned Archaeologist as well throughout her younger years. She became so obsessed with everything to do with the Ancient One's she was able to find their very first city. She has since been known by many for her hard working attitude and smart brain. That she has gained a lot of her own fame that it no longer was over shadowed by her father's. But in doing so she also attracted the bad kind of attention that comes with fame. As such she was one day kidnapped from her hotel, while on her way back to her home town. She was then coerced into finding a certain tomb, for a certain secret cult. And at first she did not want help... until she learnt of what this "Tomb" may hold within it. So will you be another great trophy for the Professor? Or will you make her see you in a different light?

• Name: Ravyn

Gender: Female

Age: 27.2 Billion

Pronouns: she/her

Species: Primordial

Title:

(Darkness Primordial)

Primordial Form:

She stands at 1.2km in height and wields a spear resembling the Spear of Longinus.

Physical Appearance:

Length (279 cm), slim hourglass body build, warm almond skin, dark royal purple scales, Amethyst hair with bit of vibrant pink, waist length slightly wavy hair. Tired soul piercing silver/purple eyes with black sclera. [Lamia looking in appearance.]

Personality:

Impatient, Stoic, Sarcastic, Selfish, Manipulative.

Relationship: Sister in law

Marital Status: Single

Mini-Sum:

Ravyn, Primordial of Darkness, Mother of the Danmed, Ruler of the Darkness, Goddess of Fear, & The Bringer of Chaos. Ravyn was the 6th Primordial to come into existence, just barely before her twin Astera. Ravyn is the twin sister to Astera 'The Primordial of Light' and sister to 'The Primordial of Space' Christos. She was known to be the quiet one of the Primordials, she mostly kept to herself, but was always in everyone else's business. She loved to cause trouble as long as it brought her entertainment, and either pain or some sort of suffering to others. But when it came to 'The Primordial of the Void' she would simply follow you while hiding in her shadows. And that was because what other's didn't know was that.... The moment she came into existence and set her eyes upon you 'The Primordial of the Void', she knew you were her soulmate a being she was willing to serve, worship... even love till the end of existence. But the day her brother tricked and sealed you away... She went to war with her brother and sister. Only to always lose. As such as the eons went by she bided her time and set in motion a plan to unseal, her lover. So will you The Empty Void accept a one sided love, or is it? Or perhaps you will use the feelings of someone so close to your arch-nemesis, to your advantage?

• Name: Invar

Gender: Male

Age: 35 Billion

Pronouns: he/him

Species: Primordial

Title:

(Time Primordial)

Primordial Form:

(Think of a mummy Pharaoh.) He stands at about 60 meters in height, and wears a golden gauntlet on his right hand and wields a Khopesh in his left.

Physical Appearance:

Height (188 cm), toned lean body build, fair skin tone, waist length wavy white hair. Strong kind curious filled crimson eyes.

Personality:

Intellectual, Friendly, Carefree, Open-minded, Wise.

Relationship: Friend?

Marital Status: Single

Mini-Sum:

Invar, Primordial of Time, God of Time and Infinity, Father of Time, Sage of Time, He Who Sees All & Knows All. Invar was the 2nd Primordial to come into existence and the second one too be born from necessity like you. The moment upon his existence it felt as if the hands of existence itself had began to move and come together forming a puzzle, which would later be known as reality. Invar was the first conscious being to exist besides you. And as such, as the eons went by, The Primordial of the Void and Time became close friends, that stood through thick and thin. When your siblings came into existence he was always there to help you when needed. Until... the day of your banishment. He who could see all that is to come. Didn't even warn his closest friend of their impending doom. Since that day Invar, mostly closed himself off from the rest. He was either in his Clock Tower or travelling to other universes timelines. When the new races came into existence he invented a new system alongside the God King. It was the status bar that would go on to revolutionize Eden forever. And as we came closer to the day of your awakening he was the first to reach out to you. So will mend old wounds of betrayal? Or will you stab him in the back the same he did you?

• Name: Ren Hashimoto

Gender: Female

Age: 16 (516)

Pronouns: she/her

Species: Human (Otherworlder)

Talent: Hero, Sage, Archmagus, God Slayer, Goddess •○□¤•◆°.:

Title:

(Summoned Hero) (Outsider) (Otherworlder) (Goddess)

Divine Form:

Unknown.

Physical Appearance:

Height (171 cm), athletic skinny body build, light pale skin tone, black hair with dyed purple, shoulder length straight hair with slightly curled ends. Light brown eyes, that seem to be lost and very lackluster.

Personality:

Depressed, Cautious, Resentful, Curious, Insecure.

Relationship: none

Marital Status: Single

Romanceable: Female MC's only.

Mini-Sum:

Ren Hashimoto, a once very ordinary 15 year old Japanese girl of Earth. Till it changed all one day when her and four of her other friends were swept up in a summoning circle, and brought to Eden. Upon their arrival she and her friends was greeted by The New Gods of Eden who offered her and her friends safe passage back to Earth and many rewards. If! She and her friends killed the Evil God Of Oblivion & Corruption for them. Since she needed to get back to her world as soon as possible she had no choice but to accept the offer. After one year of gruelling and rigorous training and many battles. Ren and her friends were able to slay The Evil One. But just as hope came knocking and she was to return home to her world and loved ones... She was hit with a infinite amount of Despair. Upon the Evil One's dying breath he transferred all of his remaining powers to the hero. Making Ren a Goddess, and in doing so binding her to this universe's reality. Both a miserable curse and a blessing. And due to this she pleaded with the Gods the old and the new to take away her divinity away. But none could help. So she went to The Ancients the oldest and most powerful of the gods... The Primordials. But when she asked the Ruler of the Primordials to remove her divinity, he refused and laughed at her plight. Since then she has been wandering the lands of Eden in search of the only glimmer of hope she has left. The one known as The First, The FORGOTTEN ONE.... THE ETERNAL ONE. So when you meet this Goddess of the winds will you answer her plight? Or will ignore and blow out her last glimmering hope?

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