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#yancore#yandere x reader#yandere x y/n#Yandere x you#Male yandere#reincarnatedsoul#Isekai#funny#Hilarious#Isekai pain#Fanfiction#story moodboard#Reincarnated into a yan fic#Yandere fic#Quotev#Historical romance#Crown prince loathing#fuck everything mc#Sassy#Memes#TLOAR
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“Kiss me.”
“Now that I’d be happy to do. Mm… …Wait. That’s it? You asked me to kiss you… Surely you don’t want to stop already? Here we are alone together, and the mood is perfect. We can’t wait this moment, now can we? Now, come here, ___… Up in the human world, we got to spend all the time together during your practice sessions. So ever since coming to the Devildom, I’ve felt like something’s missing. It’s lonely without you around.”
“I don’t want to go home tonight…”
“Yeah, neither do I. I don’t want to let go of you. I don’t want to say goodbye. I want to feel you there beside me all night long,___…”
— MC and Solomon (Chapter 72-9)
#the next chapter is literally mc coming home in the morning and Asmo knowing exactly what is going on and asking them to share everything#obey me shall we date#obey me solomon#obey me solomon quotes#obey me quote of the day#obey me quotes#obey me solomon x mc#they totally fucked#obey me chapter 72
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#what in hell is bad#But before I can talk abt this game... My wbh MC! 😁👍 Lee Keon. Goes with he/she pronouns.#<- this game devastated me. I was bored and it came into my life irrevocably changing me. It invoked a curse on me sjwkwkdkf#rizdoodads#<- The pronouns errors in the game really helped sell the transgender MC experience actually love that#Anyway this game.... Ouuuu this game. CRYING. IT'S LIKE. I say it's good. It's not even THAT good... It's buggy and grindey...#But it's got me logging on daily... Which I never do. Probably bc the tasks are so easy to accomplish + it's an idle tower defense game.#And it's decent enough writing that I get to grip the story by the collar and shake it wildly while I try to piece everything apart KSJDKF#LIKE THIS SHOULD NOT BE TAKEN AS SERIOUSLY. POINTS TO MY PRIV THREAD ANALYSIS. WHAT IS SHE ON ABOUT⁉️‼️#Anyway prepare for so much art of these guys crying#Don't look this fucking game up btw KAHALSJFK#whb mc#whb sitri#whb
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im speechless
#the drawing box#fav#SORRY ABOUT YOUR DASH TODAY OKU#SORRY ABOUT DASHING OFF A MOUNTAIN TODAY OKU#IM CRYING THIS IS SO FUCKING FUNNY#im goinf to frame this. Im still in shock about killing us horrifically in mc earlier which makes this doubly funny to me#thank you oku. for everything else also. you’re a real one
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Nowhere near enough biting in rook fics for a guys who CANONICALLY fantasizes about leona ripping his throat to shreads with his teeth like. Yall know I don't have to be leona to do that right? If the boy wants biting it can be provided.
#smh need i do everything around here my damn self??#twst#twisted wonderland#maybe i should look up vampire rook fics specifically??#bonjour chausseure (shoe)#rook hunt#twst fanfic#twst headcanons#twst pomefiore#rook hunt x reader#rook hunt x mc#this man can't be fixed but I could bite him maybe then he'll calm the fuck down a little#twst incorrect quotes
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🎶: DHL // frank ocean
i can proudly say that the chemistry between the killer and romanced!detective is going to be juicy asf. definitely one of the best routes and characters i’ve ever written for ngl
#the more i plan everything out#the more i love the MC#sure they have their fair share of trauma and aren’t exactly an angelic character#however exploring how their mind works is going to be a fucking rollercoaster ride which i’m hyped for#the detective also turned out to be more morally dubious than i initially planned but 🫣#i’m enjoying it so much#ro: t kaufmann#ro edit#what lovely bones
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I don't understand how gow youtubers that post these “whAt iS gOiNg to HaPpEn iN tHe NexT gAmE???” vids just completely ignore Atreus. They are even more in denial about Kratos stepping down from the mc role than me about Heimdall kicking the bucket, it’s crazy. That one guy deadass went “Well maybe Atreus will die and that will lead to Kratos going to another pantheon” MISS MA’AM ATREUS HAS BEEN SET UP TO GO ON THE JOURNEY TO A DIFFERENT LAND WHILE KRATOS IS HELPING SETTLE THE MATTERS IN THE 9 REALMS??
#bros still expect gow 3 type shit in 2026 smh#its not just me right Atreus is supposed to take over the mc role thats why he left - we're gonna be following his adventures next#why are they ignoring him???????#it makes me feel like a wife in a horror movie who's being told that everything is fine#god of war#god of war ragnarok#gow#atreus#angrboda#heimdall#honestly if atreus fucking dies (WHICH HE WON'T) i hope angrboda takes over the mc role just to spite these ppl#she deserves it and she would be 100% very fun to play as#and while im at it#angrboda is the best companion in ragnarok simply bc her moveset is the prettiest#whoever says othervise and mentions status effects stuns and other shit is wrong#aesthetics will always be most important#stop talking back you know im right#yes i am using pretty screenshots for rants again
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Chase Trinaeste POV Shepherds of Haven fic? Yeah………….. Chase x MC fic? Yeah.......
And another friend’s OC is also mentioned in here? …..Yeah…………… dw about it..........
Listen though. L-listen:
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You gotta learn to braid.
Thinking about it, your head is immediately gifted with images of him irritatedly brushing it out in the morning and chewing you out for bad technique. Better yet, he wears it to breakfast, thinks it’s good, and then chews you out only after Trouble makes some no-brained comment and he looks in a mirror for the first time. After all, you’ve got nimble fingers, makes sense to assume you were trustable.
Rock’s head is in your lap.
And his hair is going everywhere, and he’s always clearly taken his time with it (at your best guess he uses five different products at least), so that’s why you’re thinking about it. Don’t people with long hair sleep with braids, sometimes? Lavinet would probably teach you, and do you the favor of not announcing that you’re about to use your skills for evil.
He’s been like this since about five in the morning. You’re a light sleeper. As needs be, you rise either with the sunset or with the sun. Or elsewise, if you’ve got to— you have what some might call an uncanny sense for a well-timed catnap.
So you’re up again, working out the couple little kinks in your back from dozing upright like that. It’s another of the perks of the job: learn to sleep anywhere. You have a lot of little resume filler skills like that, just a tragic lack of resume to put it on. Idly, you wonder over the nonsensical notion of putting one together for the Order once your writing gets good enough to, and you’re kind of attached to the idea now. Blade wouldn’t read it, especially considering you’re already in, but there’s some small giddy joy you get out of the idea of putting it in his possession anyway. Maybe Trouble would read it. Maybe Shery would think it’s juicy enough that she can’t keep her hands off it, and then roll in the guilt about it for a few weeks after. ...No, you can’t do that to her. Funny as that is, she could read with permission. You might be cruel, but she’s a horrible choice of target.
Anyway— So you’ve been watching him be like this since about five in the morning, and thus have evidence of him being like this since about five in the morning. You remember falling asleep late last night, though. Waiting for him to drift first. It was probably one, two AM.
When six-thirty rolls around, you’ll have to wake him, you have a bright and early morning dose of espionage on the schedule today (it’s why the two of you are all the way out here, plus Lavinet and Ottilie graciously hosted in another wing) and you can’t have a grouchy Hero of Haven who hasn’t had a good hour or more awake to put his silver tongue back on.
Something something joke about that tongue’s many talents.
Head in lap is a surprise at all. It’s one of those things— Rock has done this thing to you where all your defenses are the ones that keep coming down first.
It feels a little like getting grifted. When you’ve caught onto a grift, though, and you’re playing along to see what or whom or where they take you to, you don’t feel like you’re in danger, because you’re good. You’re in as much danger as you want to be, or more like: when there are unpredictable variables, you know more or less where they’re going. Rock makes you feel like you’re teetering on the edge of something you don’t fucking play with, and it doesn’t help that he likes to open his mouth sometimes just to remind you you’re rolling off a cliff.
Anyway. Then you get this, and you wanna be a charming shit about it, as usual (and you intend to), you just also wonder how much he’s falling off a cliff.
He gets bad nightmares. You know that because of the trip to the Reach. You do also know it because of the tightness in Blade’s lip when you mentioned it offhand later— there’s history there; they’ve been worse than that. You also know it because you picked the brains of a couple recruits who were standing around griping after Trouble sent them for something like twenty laps around the compound (not a real intuitive head for numbers on that man): apparently, it was Captain Nomura they’d been gossiping about, and Trouble was a hardass about it.
It’s the one thing that makes you feel borderline… even. If not even, then at least okay with it.
That’s a lie, you’d probably feel okay with it anyway, you got down to being okay with whatever he’s doing to you the minute you realized you were this invested. It’s just something you use to put things in perspective. There are things you didn’t exactly expect to peel open for him, about you. But there are also things he’s not asking to broadcast publicly to every hard-luck-fleer who wanders onto the Shepherds compound to recruit. Rumors about the head of the Thieves Guild abound, but the unflattering ones are usually less true, and the untrue ones abound so plentifully that no one knows heads or tails of that, anyway.
Feels fair he should have secrets from someone. You’re still gonna fucking dig your way into them before they bury him alive, it’s just. Yeah, you haven’t had your brain pulled open onto a projection screen.
So he has nightmares. You’re not actually sure how often. Technically, you don’t have proof they haven’t gotten better since you last heard. But since you’re not bound to the same evidence requirements as a court of law, and since it’s become a roulette game of how grouchy Rock’s gonna be minute-to-minute, he was dodgy about the prospect of rooming with you or anyone on this mission at all, and he’s recently had a god or demon or trick of the light try to tell him (plus all of the rest of you) that he’s less Mage and more something else’s torn out rib, you can look at two plus two plus two and say probably.
You’ve learned how not to dream. It’s basically the same as learning how to wake up when you want to. When you did dream, you dreamt of mutiny, imaginary holes you left and getting torn down through them. You were always yourself in your dreams—some people are characters, tropes, or other people they know, apparently; you wouldn’t know. Now you keep that in the waking world, and you keep ten paces ahead of it.
That’s the thing you’re deadly sure about in him. That he’s keeping ten paces ahead of something. You—your whole tether to his side—account for anything from like one to like eight of them, as far as you can tell. That’s all you know.
…Well that’s the quick way to tell it. He’s keeping ten paces ahead of something inside the Shepherds. Could be Blade, but you’re not sure why. Could be the Autarchy, but that’s too simple for you. Doesn’t feel like it. Could be Ottilie’s God-given plans for a pretty obvious heathen, but your nose also says it’s not that easy.
He looks dead asleep right now. Comfy, you’d kind of go so far as to hope. And anyway you look at his face, still waters, and you’re a little afraid to even brush his hair out of it.
You don’t even know if he meant to lay his head down on you at all, if that’s a cliff he made his shaky peace with (or if it’s a cliff at all, if means anything to him, Hael if you know) or if he was just miserable.
You don’t know if it’s you, like the stillness might be the effect of having another body in the room that he’s willing to lay his head against— …or if maybe he just doesn’t get them every night. Or if there is one under there. But you hope he’s not dreaming.
You try to bask in it, for now. Try to pose like a king with a sweet little kitten in his lap, like a guy painted on the front of a romance novel with the sweet, innocent angel he’s seduced to lay over him, nightgown slipping down her shoulder. You spend an hour with only walls to watch, dutifully still so he can finish sleeping, and it’s only a small handful of times that you have to stop and breathe through a creep of bile up your throat.
Six-thirty hits.
“Good morning, Sunshine.”
“Mmf. What.” Rock spits a strand of hair out of his face. Yeah, you probably could have done him a favor on that instead of leaving it there for him to wake up to. But it’s funny, so, you know. Win-win.
“The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, Ottilie’s slaughtering her morning chicken—” (she is not).
Rock seems to parse the reality of where he is, and peels himself up from you, sitting facing away from you— and then he glances at you over his shoulder, for a moment, and everything about it is horribly, disressingly raw.
He looks at you a little too long. The thing about Rock is his rules are a lot like yours, and you are not supposed to say anything about it, but he’s looking at you, like he’s asking you to, and it lasts a long time.
Then he goes to brush his teeth.
#shepherds of haven#chase trinaeste#chase trinaeste x mc#shepherds of haven fanfic#yeah sorry this one doesnt. resolve. thats it thats the oneshot!#i have more drafted from later on this little made-up mission im sending them on#but it's more like a second chapter#one day I'm gonna write the fic about how deeply fucking tragic everything going on w Blade and Rock is bc it's not clear here but#listen. listen. Blade is one of his most important people.#I have constructed a guy who loves Blade so much. and who then proceeded to convince himself that one day Blade will kill him#I mean not necessarily Blade. just the Shepherds. but it would hurt worst if it's Blade. so now it'll definitely be Blade. see. logic#Blade is going to feel. so extremely ill when he discovers this has been going on#so there's the... FLAVOR of the Blade mention in here
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The sun is slowly disappearing from view, the sky a soft orange surrounded by blue.
He regrets leaving.
He regrets leaving, and this is why he’s coming back to Vesuvia, tail between his legs and flowers in his hands.
You see, this is the first time he saw this kind of flowers and their uniqueness made him think of you.
He hides his face in them, blushing.
The pumpkin bread is still hot in his bag, he knows how much you like it when it’s still warm.
Oh, how much he misses you and how he hates fighting with you.
Especially when you are right, and you are.
He admires your courage, your will to be there for the less fortunate, he adores your strength, he-
Asra cannot bear the thought of something happening to you.
He cannot bear it, but he can’t stop you either, so he ran.
You screamed at him that it is what he does best, and how could he blame you?
That’s what he always did, every time his feelings were going to spill out of him, his heart too small to contain them, he ran away.
Faust snuzzle his cheek, and he lightly scratches her chin.
She misses you, too.
He wanted to tell you, he did, but he could never find the right moment; he used to fantasize, to imagine the two of you on an endless stream of adventure, but then-
What if you didn’t want him?
What if you cared for him as a friend, when he-
When he loves you so much.
But this, this was going to end now.
Asra squares his shoulders, moves his hair out of his eyes; he will tell you, he will tell you that he loves you, tell you that he will be there for you even if you don't love him back, his heart is big enough for the both of you and if he has to look as you find your happiness elsewhere, with somebody else, he will.
He grips the flowers when the shop enters his vision, but suddenly-
His stomach drops as he walks faster, twist the knob to enter and you aren’t there.
He breathes, calms himself.
Surely you are at the palace, helping Julian find a cure, ever so selfless.
So he keeps on walking, ignores the way his skin is covered in goosebumps, the way his throat is dry, no matter how many times he tries to swallow.
Of course, everyone at the palace knows who he is, so he enters quickly, his breathing labored.
He sees a dark figure with red hair bent over a desk and his knuckles hurt, the flowers bending.
“Julian, long time no see.” He says, wills his face to smile.
“I was searching for-”
“Don’t.” Julian answers, covering his face in his hands.
“Don’t?” he repeats, his heart running in his chest, eyes wide; he doesn't recognize the uncontrolled edge in his own voice.
“I am sorry, you know that I am sorry! I’d do anything Asra, anything!”
The flowers hit the ground the moment Asra’s hands grip Julian’s clothes, their faces inches apart.
“What are you saying?” he demands, he pleas, and Julian tries to hide his face again.
“The boat went to the Lazaret a week ago. It’s too late.”
No.
No,no,no,no,no,no-
Julian’s body hits the ground while Asra runs, runs down the stairs, runs and keeps running even as his knees hit the ground, time and time again.
This isn't happening, you aren't gone because he would have known, he would have felt it deep inside his chest and his bones and his lungs, he just needs to find you and you will be there, waiting for him with that smile that makes him want to live and stay and be back for dinner because you are his home, his family, the only thing that makes sense to him.
He runs to the first boat he sees and begs the driver to take him to the Lazaret, begs him and gives him everything that he has, empties his pockets of all his little trinkets, begs until his voice is hoarse.
The boast goes on slowly and Asra grips the wood with all his might and the moment he knows that the water is shallow enough he jumps and he can sense you, you are here, in this gloomy place, you hate places like this, you hate them and you shouldn’t be here and once when he finds he’ll take you away, he’ll bring you home and he will never go away again, to without you, he will promise you this, he will kiss and cry and promise and he will-
Asra takes a step back, and then another, his head shaking violently because how can he feel like you are right in front of him when you aren’t there-
He drops to his knees.
His fingers hit the sand before he can think about it, he digs and digs and digs and his eyes are so full of tears that he can barely see, the sand moves with shades of red until he finds something, something white and curved and the sand is darker and its almost grey and the smell of burned flesh fills his lungs and the taste of acid covers his tongue as he folds, his face in the ashes of what he loves the most.
He didn't even notice how he kept screaming your name, now barely a whisper.
Asra looks at his hands, at the blood and the ash and the bones-
This will not end here.
His hands close around the ashes, around the sand, trying to hold you to his chest.
This isn’t the end; his eyes are wide open.
He will bring you back.
#the arcana#asra alanzar#asra/mc#i haven't written anything in a hot minute so beware#but id like feedback bc of that and this is why i am terrible#elena writes#asra route#asra the magician#asra alnazar#asra the arcana#it's on ao3 too but the html fucked everything up#also ayyy for me
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no strings attached, amirite?
ephyra metaxas and veyer krellion
(she/her and they/them respectively)
from wayfarer by @idrellegames
painted by light of my life @rickety-goose (crops under the cut)
#wayfarer#veyer x mc#ephyra metaxas#veyer krellion#okay okay we're organized#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#THIS IS EVERYTHING TO ME. E V E R Y T H I N G !!!!!#LOOK AT THEM#just absolutely enraptured by each other#their noses??? THE SOFT LOOKS#i am OBSESSED by the dimension in effie's hair#and the detail you put into veyer's tattoos#and all the little embellishments on their clothes??? YOU WENT THE FUCK OFF ON THIS REN#and turning veyer's ring into an ear cuff.... inspired.....#also.... this is a really minor thing but i love that effie looks strong than veyer because she def is#UGH! UGHHHHH!!!! I COULD SCREAM FOREVER
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official ref for my MC yeah boiiiii
They/them, 23 or smth, queer, insane, pathetic loser that tries 2 be cool, would kill for little D No.2
ohh and the crow is karasu. Ik he’s not a real bird in game but to me he’s REAL!!! He’s just the mascot for their DDD’s….! And is best friends with my MC. Also like the hc that mammon sends his crows to watch over MC when he’s not there, and consequently my MC now has multiple crow buddies. They would also die for them.
#obey me#obey me! shall we date?#obm#obm!swd#obey me fanart#obey me shall we date#my art#obey me mc#obey me mc fanart#mc reference#oc reference#my oc#just realized I didn’t flip the casual’s canvas before finishing. bruh moment. their hair is the right way on the left one#but honestly idc it can work either way#also I’m soooo proud of the rad uniform. do u see that emblem???? bro I DID that. the most complicated shit ever.#don’t look 2 closely tho… don’t put logic 2 the uniform.#vibes only#I just fuckin realized the UNIFORM is backwards too. if ppl tell u to flip ur canvas DONT or else u fuck everything up like me#anyway#devilishdelights
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Just needed to scratch that itch for my fix over tl0!Shinichiro and something dark but bittersweet. Like ofc he's gonna find you after timeleaping, ofc he's gonna desperately come back in your life. Whether you like it or not. He knows better now and you missed him anyway, right?
#writing#green light#no one's gonna convince me tl0! shinichiro didn't come back fucked up in the head lol#i've got a bunch of ideas and scenes of shin and mc taking darker routes in their lives#in the og timeline and the first one#i think the most fucked up one i came up with is a timeline where mc does get a great life and tries to help him during mikey's coma#but after he timeleaps and changes everything... your life turns upside down and he decides to help you this time#knowing fully well he did change your future but he'll save you anyway#even when you lost everything bc of him
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In my delusion world, the MC in DDLC is aroace and transfem
#sayori catches her trying on her uniform and gets so fucking excited to give her a makeover#natsuki gives advice bc she is also transfem. bc I said so#monika helps with getting her preferred name‚ gender‚ and pronouns into the school system#her pronouns are she/they btw#and yuri pulls transphobes aside to threaten them#when they try to tell people no one believes them bc yeah Yuri's weird but she's too shy and sweet to threaten anybody#that's such nonsense!! She would never do that!!!#the literature club know better but they're not gonna say anything#also they're all in a polycule‚ including MC. it's just platonic for her#In my world MC a bastard in game because she's dealing with a lot of her own problems on top of everything#ddlc#doki doki literature club#anyways I'm gonna get back to writing a fic for marble hornets
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It seemed as if my hand had slipped. I really like this new design.
Endity is a combination of many different inspirations. I'll probably make an ask blog/rp blog of him for shits and giggles.
TDLR; He experiments with magic. Mostly wand magic.
**update**
He has a blog; @endity303
#my art#Mineblr#Enderman#Farlander#I cast “fuck everything in that general direction”#Minecraft#mod inspired mc oc
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Crying about mao mao and how I’m never going to see that incredibly traumatised cat again
#WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO THE TAGS BUTTON#WHY DO THEY KEEP CHANGING EVERYTHING#BUT I STILL CANT USE DOUBLE QUOTATIONS MARKS IN MY TAGS#Sorry that was quite unrelated#mao mao was such a good show#the mc literally lived through life having the goofiest time and it was bc he had extreme daddy issues#actually the whole show was so freaking goofy but at the same time the main characters had like the darkest backstories and were mega coping#as a found family#and I loved them so much#why did the capitalists take this from us#not allowed nice things istg#i’m gonna start crying#mao mao heroes of pure heart#mmhoph#mao mao
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My brain has been mean to me this week, then I got a stomach bug AND my brain was mean to me some more, so I’m going to spend money on books and bleach/ dye. Because I deserve it. 😌
#Also genuinely how do I not own everything Emily Antoinette has put out yet???#Almost all of her MCs are plus sized#There’s queer rep#The covers are fucking FIRE#Like this is all right up my alley#Monster fucking#Monster romance#Do I have other books literally waiting for me in my mailbox? Yes#Do I give a fuck? No 😌😌😌
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