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stellahibernis · 11 months

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Today I woke up thinking of a Nirvana in Fire AU in which there is a princess Jingyan instead, and what would come of that.

This got long, so I put it behind the cut, but there are thoughts on what it would mean for getting justice for the wronged and for the country in short term, what Lin Shu might do, and what kind of a life it would be for Princess Jingyan.

Realistically, I think it would mean getting justice for Prince Qi, the Lins and the Chiyan army would be practically impossible. First, it would have to be done during the reign of the current emperor, allowed by him so that it would be clear and without doubt. As it is mentioned, if the clearing of the names happened due to a different emperor, there would always be doubts and people thinking it might just be politics to raise them up again. Especially if the new emperor gained power by a coup instead of normal succession.

What was needed was someone in a position that is powerful enough to challenge the emperor, so basically a crown prince because then there is only one person in the ranks above him. He'll also have to have solidified his influence within court, both among the officials and the soldiers (so that the emperor can't just order anyone bringing in the grievance to be silenced, as he tried). And if there is no prince Jing, who would seek this position and then use it to clear the names of those wronged? Certainly not princes Xian and Yu, who both benefited from the affair. Princes Ning and Huang, who we see very little in the drama, are both too timid that you really can't see them going up against the emperor. The ninth prince is so young he was probably born after the conspiracy went down, and so would be a bad bet. Someone from outside is even less likely to be able to gain a position to achieve this, even if we went with killing all the sons and having someone else step up in succession.

For the country, I suspect it would be a massively less stable situation. As we can see at the end of the drama, there is a serious lack of competent generals outside of Nihuang (in the book there is also a General Zhang (I thing that was his name) in the western font, but it's still obviously not enough). Everyone else that steps up to resolve the problems in the end comes from the former Chiyan army. Based on the remarks made in drama, most of the top military got their positions due to connections instead of merit, and it was Jingyan who was out there to keep the borders safe. Take him out and what is left? Maybe someone/several someones would have stepped up, or maybe the country would have been a mess. I suspect the latter. The whole kingdom might just collapse in pieces within a decade, parts of it would be eaten by neighbors, Yunnan would probably become independent as the emperor suspects in the drama, and so on.

What would Lin Shu then do, presuming his father still gave him the instruction to live on? Would he live as a furry man somewhere around the Langya hall? Would he still decide to be reborn as Mei Changsu and if so, what then? Would he set up a Jianghu sect and help everyone he could? Would he set out to cause chaos and destabilize the country since it's going to hell anyway? Would he set up a coup, either for himself (unlikely if he's going to die in a few years, that would still leave a chaos behind) or for someone else (list of candidates for the someone else is probably very short, though). All possibilities that would lead to interesting directions, but I don't know what would be the most likely one.

Then we get to the life of Xiao Jingyan born a girl, otherwise similar in character etc. I think she would have had to go through the process of learning to control his temper and play some politics that he does in the drama earlier if born a girl, simply because the expectations for a princess would be so different. Also I think she would definitely be at least somewhat rebellious (as is tradition in the family, look at the women of previous generation) and find it very confining, when all that's expected of her (and based on his remarks about women in drama, all the emperor would think her capable of) is to be married of to someone to strengthen connections of the court, be it in Da-Liang of one of the neighbor countries.

Since she would have been nineteen at the time of the conspiracy, she would have probably already been married, but from an AU point of view it would be more interesting if she were not. Maybe some close relative died and they're in mourning and she couldn't marry when of age, that sort of thing. I think one could come up with a scenario where there would be enough turmoil in the country that an arranged marriage between an imperial princess and a jianghu chief who had in some way distinguished himself would be at least somewhat plausible. Of course people would wonder why this Chief Mei would agree to a marriage that would likely just limit his freedom. And of course they wouldn't be allowed to meet before the wedding so she is going in blind. I'm kind of starting to itch to actually write one like this, but better not expect too much since I haven't written anything in over a year. Still 🤔

#nirvana in fire #musings of an au scenario

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moonlit-midnight · 9 months

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Sunlit Room and Hearts in Bloom

Characters: Malleus Draconia.

Genre/Trope: AU, Romantic Fluff, Reincarnation.

Summary: The one time Malleus’s human lover was reincarnated as an immortal being.

Warnings: Reader is a female and is a spring fae.

Reaching for your teacup, you bit back a laugh when you noticed that Malleus was holding your right hand the whole time.

“My love, you can let go of my hand now. I’m not going anywhere.” you said teasingly with a failed attempt to suppress a giggle.

Glancing down at his tightly intertwined fingers with yours, a faint shade of rose pink dusted Malleus’s cheeks.

Your lover looked ever so endearing when he felt shy or embarrassed, a rare sight that only the lucky ones like you could see.

He lifted your hand to his lips, brushing a light kiss on your knuckles before letting go of his hold on you.

“I’m just happy to have you here.” Malleus gave you a soft smile, the same smile that you always cherished and adored in every lifetime you lived with him.

“I’m happy to be here with you too.” you beamed, radiant eyes smiling at the corners.

The living room reacted to your lively mood and the brightness that emitted from you.

Primrose, daisies and daffodils sprung on the tiled floor. Climbing hydrangeas and trumpet vines covered the walls.

The loveliest thing of all was the floral halo sitting atop your head; a simple yet pretty flower crown made of lilacs, freesia and chrysanthemums.

Spring faeries are truly magical.

Malleus thought to himself as he marveled at the wondrous view in front of him, a sunlit room alive with vibrant colors and greenery.

Carefully plucking the pink peony that blossomed around your wrist, you cut the stem short and tucked it behind Malleus’s ear.

With an adoring smile, he gently touched the delicate petals.

Then and there he could feel his heart and the world around him blooming beautifully with warmth and happiness.

It was the winter season at the moment, but to Malleus, spring has arrived at last.

#✩! hannah's musings #twst #twst au #twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #twst malleus #twst x malleus draconia #twst fluff #malleus draconia x reader #malleus draconia fluff #malleus x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst imagines #twst scenarios #twst fanfic #twst fanfiction #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland

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purplink8 · 4 months

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Hate to burst anyone's bubble but I don't think L would've revealed his face to Light if the latter wasn't Kira. The Kira case was the only case in which L shows his identity to anyone besides Watari because it's the first time he (and his authority) has been challenged like this (with the majority of the Japanese task force leaving since they can't trust L coz of the FBI incident).

If Light weren't Kira and went on to become an NPA officer like his father, he might work with L on some cases together but that doesn't mean L would've revealed his identity to him, however intelligent this particular NPA officer may be.

Like I ship Lawlight very much and I'm not (in this post, that is) referring to anyone exploring the idea of non-Kira!Light with L in their AUs as bad (I like those AUs too), but let's remember that it wouldn't be plausible if we're going by canon. Even if Ohba said somewhere that they'd work together if Light weren't Kira, I'm sure he didn't mean working together as in face-to-face.

#that doesn't stop Light from being L's most favorite detective in the NPA tho #but i doubt that L would show his face to him just because Light's a genius like him #again i am not attacking anyone loving the idea of non-kira!Light & L working together (i'm one of those people; hi) and #reading (hello again) or writing about it in AUs #but that's not canonically plausible?#i can only think of one scenario where it's plausible #it's when L & non-Kira!Light are working on a case that's even bigger than the Kira case which requires showing your identity #anyways if i'm wrong feel free to correct me!#death note #light yagami #l lawliet #musings #p #my meta

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opalescentdreamscape · 2 months

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i am thinking of Price in the stardew au/fic/hc when you come dragging yourself back to the farm at 12:30 AM beat up from the mines and having encountered a few too many monsters

oh my god i didn't even THINK OF THAT, he'd be so protective and almost overbearing about it for sure lol.

He absolutely stays up to wait for you. And any time he sees you gearing up for the mines, he starts fussing.

"You've got your sword? You remember the technique I showed you to block better? Got food? Where are your good boots, I don't want you twisting an ankle and being stuck down there. I don't care that you have a totem to get back, go put your good boots on."

He fusses over you like a mother hen, partially because he hasn't seen you in action, and partially because he just cares that much about your safety and well-being, especially since he doesn't want to have to follow you down into the mines. So of course he stays up on those nights when you're mining, worrying more and more as the clock ticks closer to 2am.

This night is no different than usual, except that you've been going to this place you call the Skull Caverns recently, and you've been coming home with less leftover food and more bruises and cuts than you ever did in the Pelican Town mines. He goes from reading on the couch to pacing when 1:00 hits, then to getting dressed and finding his sword, hidden away in a dusty box but still sharp enough to be of use by 1:30. By the time you dragged yourself into the house, John had already made up his mind to finish suiting up and go looking for you, and you can see the desert totem in his hand as proof. Not that you had time to notice much else before you pass out in the doorway.

The next morning you wake up late, around 8am, covered in bandages and neosporin and with John banging around in the kitchen. The smell of eggs and bacon rouses you, but as you walk into the kitchen, he tuts and tells you to get your butt back in that bed or so help him he will tie you down.

"I love you to death, darling, but you aren't getting up until I say so after what happened last night. And no more trips to that cavern until you get better gear because I do not want to be paying a visit to Harvey's office, worried out of my mind, just because you don't know when to quit. And I already checked all the crops and animals, so you have no excuse to be getting up."

And really, what more of a reason could you need just to stay in bed all day being pampered by your husband?

#anon ask #mikah's musings #drabble #stardew valley au #cod au #crossover #john price x reader #fluff #gender neutral reader #this was an excellent ask thank you #very much got the wheels turning in my brain bc it's an excellent scenario

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livstarlight · 2 years

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Modern AU-no powers-just everyone being regular people type of shit, and it’s christmas because I said so and because everything is more fun at christmas:

Namor (like I said before) is N'Jadaka's best friend, they get along like an hamster on a wheel (except the wheel is on fire, and the hamster is on the highway) ANYWAY they have been best friends for ages but Namor has never actually met Erik's family, if not his father once when he was alive, and Erik always talks shit about the rest of them, especially his insufferably perfect cousin T'Challa and his annoying younger cousin Shuri, and usually Namor tends to believe him because he is... you know, his best friend, and you are supposed to believe and support your friends when they tell you something and because okay they do sound like excessively good to the point of boring people

Except that one day during the holidays Erik asks Namor to come pick him up by his uncle's house and he ends up actually meeting the infamous family, but especially Shuri and okay, when Erik said young, Namor was expecting a child, not a 22 years old beautiful woman with eyes so sharp they could cut him. And there is nothing annoying about her, she is spirited... alright he is probably gone, down so bad and so fast he's already trying to come up with a plausible excuse to see her again soon. 13 years of difference is not that much right? Right? He doesn’t care, he is too whipped to care.

(If in his mind he's already trying to decipher which color should he have to mix to get the perfect shade to paint her eyes that's between him and his canvas... and possibly his roommate Attuma and his cousin Namora who unfortunately share the apartment with him and have to endure him raving about this girl 24/7 day and night for the foreseeable future) [Pray for them]

No matter she seems to have the most overprotective family around her that could rival with the Great Wall of China, or that N'Jadaka would tease him mercilessly if he knew how down bad he was for his cousin (he doesn’t hold that much love for her anyway, so if it ended bad nothing would happen between them, but Namor won’t, absolutely won’t let that happen, she is too special to lose)

She's apparently also a genius and a know it all who wouldn’t hesitate to shut him down faster than the time it would get him to say hi? Fine by him. She can dissect him to pieces with that wonder of a brain she has for all he cares.

Shuri on her part has already heard about him, and decided to despise him by principle because he's her devil-spawn-cousin's best friend so he must be awful too and who the hell decides to call himself Namor if not a deranged egomaniac person.

Except she doesn’t expect him to look like that or have that voice, or to sound way more deeper than she gave him credit for... and alright, he is intense, and stubborn to-the-point-of-idiocy when he wants to. But he can actually make a lot of sense about a lot of things, and they do have a lot in common, and he challenges her, doesn’t let her win easily, she wants to know more about him oh no he is not that bad at all what now

#thank you for staying with me with this deranged rollercoaster of a musing #I'll be here whole week #obsessing like a maniac over a ship #and creating fake scenarios about them that satisfy no one but me #namor x shuri #namuri #nashuri #seaprincess #namor #shuri #n'jadaka #erik killmonger #black panther #wakanda forever #mcu #fanfic aus #namuri christmas au

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appleofthemoon · 2 years

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hi can i request s for yunho ?

note. hi, i’m happy to take your request! thank you for stopping by, hopefully i answered the question—

code. shelter; what measures would they go to protect their darling?

warning. allusions to murder & mention of rude fans, stalking, & potential sexual assault (yunho prevents it).

now, bodyguard! yunho may not be the smartest nor the strongest, but his devotion to you is the reason you're still standing to perform for your fans. that, and he has friends who let him know when there's a threat looming over your life. with that advantage, he discards the pest then easily carries on, seeing as how helping you get out of swarming crowds at the airport is more important than thinking about what he'd done.

when i say he's protective of you, i mean he frequently does more than he's paid to do. if he not covering you from a rude fan who's constantly throwing insults at you, then he's gently nudging you to go with your manager while he handles your senior who tried to corner you in an empty dressing room. not that you remember that person, you don't even recall their name—and it seems that the rest of the industry is in the same position as you.

there's plenty of things yunho will do, just to make sure you're safe. once, he swore that he'd be willing to get his hands bloody for you. at the time, you laughed because it's him—your sweet and considerate bodyguard who cried a bit before helping a baby duck waddle back to their pond.

but from the way he's brutally beating your stalker, it doesn't seem so far fetched anymore.

the game is closed for the season, thanks for joining in !

#muse : yunho.#yandere ateez #yandere yunho #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #yunho imagines #yunho scenarios #yunho au

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askfairyromano · 19 days

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yeah wahoo a trip to town!!! now that sounds like great fun and a fantastic idea!! look at you being spontaneous! im excited to see all your adventures, and i do hope you get into a little bit of mischief. good for the soul and all that, ya know? and ill try not to take your rejection of my eggs to heart. i have so many of the damn things that i dont know what to do with them, but alas, it seems motherhood is not your current strong suit. fair enough, i understand. make sure you wear something cute to go out!!! something that brings out your eyes!

(ghjhbj babe no sweat any answer at all is perfect for me. i hope you get some rest!!! and also not to sound like a total idiot but i havent been in the rp scene in...a disgustingly long time. what uhhh what does m!a mean?)

#hetalia fairy au #art #hetalia south italy #hws south italy #hetalia romano #hws romano #aph romano #aph south italy #ask answered #hetalia #hws #naw hunbun #thanks that helps my anxiety!#anyway m!a stands for Magic!Anon #basically meaning that anons can put the muse in certain scenarios for x amount of asks #I generally see like 3 or 5 or 10 asks for an m!a #kel has/had one going where Uli was tunred into a prince

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technofinch · 3 months

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what’s your favorite situation to put characters in? au or otherwise. esp for mulligan bc i am just entranced by how that guy’s mind works

my FAV situation to put characters in is always the worst case scenario <3 looking at a character's morals & ideals and just. Making them do the opposite of that. It's my bread and butter tbh.

For nico especially, before she turned, I had a whole elaborate au that lives exclusively in my mind (& notes app) of her choosing to trade her life for her friend's freedom (they've been captured by a vampire or something dw about it) with the expectation that she would be killed. Instead, of course, the vampires keep her, making a mockery of her pride and using her skills as a hunter to their own ends :p It's uh. Pretty dark. But also a fun thought experiment. Everyone needs a little whump in their life <3

For mulligan my favorite scenario is imagining different ways his court martial could go >:3c but that's one we might actually see in play, though possibly with a happier ending than I'm imagining bc our gm is not nearly as mean to my characters as I am. In my mind he gets sentenced to hard labor, assigned to a dogcatcher (alien hunting) squad, and has a Very Bad time lmao.

For the sake of levity, though, I will touch briefly on the oft-mentioned cowboy polycule AU, where everything works out much better for everyone. That one has the crew living together on a ranch, with Jack & Mulligan as cowboys, Miranda as a horse therapist, Karina as a vet, and Reese and Reed doing... whatever it is they do in that au lmao. It's not particularly fleshed out, but the important part is that mulligan is dating both jack and miranda (and they amiably tolerate each other) and it's very wholesome (in comparison to canon at least)

#Bold of you to state that Mulligan's mind works at all tbh he's just kind of running on autopilot at all times #Thank you for the ask!! I rlly need to spend more time exploring aus since we don't get to actually rp very often these days 😔#There's also the modern au where nico is a mean barista #And the incredibly self-indulgent scenario from when I was VERY bored at work of nico showing up on the Ophelia #But it's mostly just idle musing I rarely write these things down #The evil nico one has it's own playlist tho. The vibes are just. SO dark. So tasty.

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meekmedea · 6 months

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alt scenarios

He didn't think much of it at first, her need for revenge. Perhaps, a little too bloody, but he too had been the same when anyone harmed his family.

But what he didn't realize was that once she had a taste for blood, it transformed into a need. An insatiable one.

The damn serum he'd agreed to give her – to save her – had taken his sweet daughter, transforming her into a far crueller version.

These days, she spills blood as easily as blinking. Almost nobody is exempt from her schemes, and even her kindness to her siblings hangs on a precarious thread. She refuses to kill them, but even then, that is a low bar to set.

"Aren't you proud of me?" No, no, not like this, baby. His daughter was alive, but at what cost?

#midnight musings #my story is mine to write au #the serum changes Medea and she goes a little off the rails #in this scenario Medea is so severely healed that he agrees to give the same serum he was injected with to her so that she can heal #but at what cost :)#very much alt scenario that this AU could have gone #rough drafts #slade wilson and medea wilson

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yeonban · 8 months

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Rewatching At World's End again and when Teague said "the code is the law" right after shooting a fellow pirate for violating one of its rules... that was Somacore

#muse: date soma.#As always Soma's living his life accordingly to his strong beliefs; re: bushido in Orient / pirate code in the pirate AU #And traitors typically face death in both scenarios

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namariea · 2 years

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New Arrivals

“You drive a hard bargain Wakako. There’s a reason why no one knows much about them yet - they don’t take kindly to people who poke around.”

“Which is why I have called in the best. Perhaps these newcomers need a lesson on how we conduct business in Night City.”

Words: 3K

Genre: Cyberpunk 2077 AU

5:27 PM, Japantown

“Well well, if it isn’t my favourite merc.”

“Wako, a pleasure, as always.”

The beaded curtain clinked together as you passed through, it's soft chimes melding with the sound of the pachinko parlor behind you. A curious choice of privacy, but then again no one would be stupid enough to eavesdrop on Wakako Okada. If you did, well, you probably got what was coming to you. Which was usually a body full of lead and a six-foot hole, if you're lucky.

“I have a job for you, it is time sensitive.”

Isn't it always.

“Ok, let's hear it.”

The older woman folds her hands infront of her leisurely. “I’m sure you have heard of the new gang that has taken root in Night City.”

Your eyebrow raised incredulously. Seriously? “New gangs pop up every other week. Groups of gonks or try-hards who think they can do better than where they came from. You’re going to have to be more specific.”

“This particular gang settled in not too long ago, new arrivals from Korea. Ring any bells?"

Ah.

You would be hard pressed to find someone in this line of work who hadn't heard rumours. At first no one cared about the nameless street gang who was picking off low-rung gigs from other mercs. Skulking around gang turfs across Night City, swiping loot here and there, petty theft. That was until they somehow managed to pull off major jobs only few of the fixers at the Afterlife knew about..

You gave a hum of affirmation. “I might have heard a thing or two, nothing major though. Know they pulled that gig out in Watson a few weeks back, Maelstrom was pissed.”

“I need you to find out who they are, and what they are up to.”

While being said with an air of indifference, the words gave you pause.

As far as you knew, noone in your circle could pin down a face let alone a name, and anyone who came close ended up with a memory wipe so corrupted no ripperdoc could fix it. NC was already ever-changing and hard to keep up with, the last thing you needed was to forget the last 6 months of your life on top of it.

Something wasn’t adding up. While it made sense for you not to know anything, you don't make that much noise in Night City without its best fixer knowing about it. Yet here she was, asking you to get info on some nobody gang. Either Wakako was holding something back or…

This whole gig smelt like a steaming pile of shit, and she wanted you to dive head first into it.

This job was risky, even for Wakako. She was not one to request recon jobs, or at least she never asked you for them. You assumed it was beneath her, that information was presented to her without her having to lift a manicured finger. This was going to be costly, for both you and her. If you were going to potentially get your ass thrown back to 2076 at least your padded wallet will soften the impact.

“And what exactly do I get out of this?”

The fixer leant back into her chair, a small, conspiratory smile grew on her face that did not quell your unease. “I heard that you are in the market for the newest Netdriver. I can see that it is provided to you, free of charge. On top of your usual rate, of course.”

Fucking hell.

“Anything specific you’re looking for?”

From the dim light of the room, you saw the Matriarch's assessing look from across the desk. Like a tiger that lay in wait for an ambush. All at once you felt the weight in her stare as she observed you, looking for what, you weren’t sure. What you were sure of was that you should have pushed her call to voicemail.

“No one knows for sure where they have made their nest. But there is whispers of a gathering happening somewhere in Little China, two days from now. It is… unclear what is taking place, just that it is of great interest to the gang’s key members."

Only gate crashing a random gang’s secret meeting. Should be easy enough.

“You drive a hard bargain Wakako.” You shook your head. “There is a reason why no one knows much about them yet - they don’t take kindly to people who poke around.”

“Which is why I have called in the best. Perhaps these newcomers need a lesson on how we conduct business in Night City.”

Time stretched on as you stared at each other from across the room in a silent stare down. After what seemed like ages you broke off the staring contest.

“I guess I have a party to get ready for.”

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10:07 AM, The Glen

“I’m tellin' you ese, one second he was there, next he was gone. Dissapeared outta thin air."

Leaning back against the side of your car, you crossed your arms, kicking at the ground in thought. Despite the secluded booth you were in, you felt the need to flicker your eyes around. It was still a little too early for the general population to be around, but nevertheless you scanned the faces hunched over the bar drinking hair of the dog.

After a moment of scanning you returned your focus back to your conversation, rolling the idea around your mind, weighing the new intel for its worth. In the end you are shaking your head. “No way, tech like that doesn’t exist."

Your contact let out a disapproving tsk. “You weren’t there, shit was crazy. Wouldnt believe it either if I hadn't seen it with my own two eyes. Never seen nothin' like it. Como un fantasma."

Like a ghost.

Off to a great start.

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1:12 PM, Northside

“An Airbender.”

“Yeah man, an Airbender.”

“What even is-" you took a deep breath as you pinched the bridge of your nose. You could feel a headache taking root behind your left eye. "-ok, run it by me again. Slowly.”

“We was out in the Badlands, just passing through y'know. Then we see these Wraiths getting into it with another group, guns blazing n’ all. We was trying to get the fuck outta there when we saw it. Guy just sticks his arms out like this and goes-” the man waved his arms in an exaggerated sweeping motion, “- all of a sudden, I shit you not, this fucking sand tornado just appears and fucks everything."

"And then what, what did this… Airbender…do?"

"Nothin’. Just hopped back in his ride and went back to the city like he was on a fuckin Sunday drive.”

You felt the muscle in your eye begin to twitch.

"Right. Ok. Thanks, for the intel.”

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4:12 PM, Coastview

“Let me get this straight.” You lifted a finger. “You’re telling me a guy - one guy - walks into an Animals hideout, throws an armoured truck through a wall and just… leaves.”

The group infront of you mumbles in affirmation, heads nodding.

“Honestly I don’t even know if the Animals were mad” One of the guys spoke up “I mean yeah sure, those testosterone-junkies are always mad, but shit-” They let out a whistle. “-the sheer muscle to do that, they probably wanted to run him down just to ask what implants he was usin’.”

“And did this guy say anything while he was flinging cars, anybody get a good look at him?” Your gaze ran across the group as they all shook their head.

“With all the chaos? There was no way.”

Your left eye twitched again. “Alright, I think we’re good here. Thanks for the chat.”

As you walked away you heard them call out to you.

“If you find him, get his autograph for me will ya?! Fuckin’ legend, man.”

You needed a drink.

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9:21 PM, Kabuki

“Rough night?"

You gave Mateo a nod of thanks as he placed a drink infront if you. Not missing a beat you picked up the glass and threw it back, then signaled for another. He grinned at you knowingly as he got started on the next round.

You leant against the bar, head propped up in your hand as you watched him mix various colourful drinks.

“It’s been a day, let’s just put it that way.”

“There's a new braindance if you want to relieve some stress.”

You shook your head as you accepted the second drink. “Not tonight. Listen, have you heard anything about that new gang? The one that came in from overseas not long ago?”

The bartender nodded as he wiped down the counter. “Who hasn’t, it's all anyone talks about on the streets these days. Why?”

“Got a job, need to find out what their deal is. Heard anything?”

“Not any more than everyone else, which is shit all.”

You sighed, looking back down into your glass. Running through limited information you were able to gather, you grimaced at the vagueness of it all. It wasn't to say you were surprised - you weren't expecting anything groundbreaking, but you were at least hoping for something remotely helpful.

Instead all you had were reports of tech that not only sounded outrageous, but just straight up impossible. Even if you were to entertain the thought of it being possible, of people like that existing, they would have to be more than two-bit thugs trying to make it big.

You were missing something. Something important.

You tapped your nails on the bar as you glanced around. “Don't suppose any dolls came in recently bragging about hooking up with guys who can create cyclones with their dick or something? Maybe can turn water into wine, that kind of schtick.”

As you scanned the patrons you heard Mateo let out a scoff behind you.

“Nothing like that, but if you want to talk to someone, maybe try Irene."

That got your attention. You turned you head back around and the man gave you a shrug in response.

"Might be nothing, but she has been coming into the bar recently looking more put together than usual, talk is she came into some good Eddies. Could ask her yourself to find out how."

Interesting. You stood up from the bar. "She around tonight?"

"Top floor, best of luck babe."

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"What makes you think I know anything about that?"

Settled in a secluded VIP booth, you observed the woman across from you. Irene was a no-nonsense woman who was hard enough to converse with on her best days. From the way her eyes narrowed at you, you had a feeling this was not one of those days.

You schooled your expression into what you hoped was neutral indifference.

"Been coming around Lizzy's lately looking like new money and didn't think anyone would notice?"

Irene scoffed, flicking her hair over her shoulder before crossing her arms over her chest. "I make more Eddies than half of these girls combined on the regular. So what if I want to flaunt it, I don't owe them shit."

Touché.

Then your eyes flitted down to the now exposed collar of her dress.

"Since when were you patriotic, aren't you from New York?"

Stitched to the collar of her dress was a small Korean flag, along with another insignia you weren't familiar with. Her eyes followed your gesture and froze, as if she had forgotten it was there as well. Clearing her throat, Irene turned back to you, adjusting her hair so that it was pulled forward once again, covering both entirely. You could tell from her tense body language that she was losing patience with the conversation, and you had to act fast.

"Listen.” Cutting all pretenses you leant forward, leveling her with a look that instantly got her sitting straighter. “Irene, you better than anyone knows how it works. Gangs don't like new blood by default. But then going off and attacking all of them, blowing up hideouts and stealing their tech? That's painting a huge target on their backs. Either they are the biggest fucking idiots to walk these streets, or they are trying to start a war with every gang in Night City at once."

You watched with rapt attention the slightest widening of her eyes, before her brows furrowed, looking at the table between you. This seemed to be news to her. Good.

"Fuck. I told them to keep a low profile."

You let out a bitter laugh. "Yeah well so much for that. And now the people they are fucking over want answers. So either you help me take off some of the heat, or next time I'm out here it's not for a pleasant chat."

Irene held your stare for a few moments, nothing except the clubs synthwave was heard along with the crowd below. You could practically hear the cyberware in her frontal cortex working as her eyes flitted between your own, probably trying to determine if your words were empty threats.

Whatever she came up with must not have been to her favour as you heard some select muffled curses in Korean before she reached for the cigarette case on the table. Flicking it open, she pulled out a thin cigarette and lit it, allowing a few puffs to pass her lips before she sighed in annoyance.

"Fine. What do you want to know?"

"The gathering in Little China tomorrow night, I need to get on the guest list."

The reaction was immediate. "Nope. No way. If they find out I let you in-"

"I just need to know where, I'll figure out the rest."

Through the cloud of smoke you saw her narrowed her eyes at you.

"You have a death wish or something?"

"Don't we all?"

Irene only lifted a sculpted brow at you and you gave her a sly smile. Shaking her head she muttered something that sounded a lot like fucking mercs before she reached for the cigarette case again a pulled out a small black card.

Offering it over the table, just before you grasped the card she pulled it back, her eyes hard and expression severe.

"We never had this conversation, got it?"

You grinned. "What conversation?"

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11:27 PM, Little China

Even with directions Irene gave you, it still took you some time for you to find the building. Tucked away at the end of a narrow alleyway you made you way to a nondescript door. Using your optical scanner you searched for the gang's insignia.

According to Irene, the gang liked to alternate which marker they used to identify themselves. Provided with the known symbols, you were relieved when your scan identified a four leaf clover etched at the bottom corner.

Taking a steadying breath you pulled open the door and was met with a winding staircase illuminated with red neon.

Well that's foreboding.

You followed the sound of heavy EDM until you reached the bottom, where the ground vibrated with each pulsating bassline. The bottom of the stairs led up to an archway which had an illuminated sign reading ‘Club Exodus’.

You sidestepped the groups of people that hung around the entrance and entered the club. The club itself resembled much of what was expected in the Night City underground - a gutted warehouses repurposed with some chrome, neon, and cheap synth-leather booths. You were pleased to note though that unlike other clubs, this one has yet to smell like stale piss and beer. Either meant that they haven't set up shop for very long, or they made an investment in their housekeeping. Your bet was on the former.

You walked further in and noticed that there was a floor above you, also full of people mingling and dancing. Your eyes narrowed, scanning discretely as you made your way further in. A cursory glance to the bodies around you revealed that no one was carrying any weapons. An observation which led to another puzzle. From the moment you walked in, there was no security manning any of the entrances, and from what you could tell, none in the club itself.

You weren't sure if they were severely underestimating the good-will of their patrons, or it meant that whoever ran this club didn't need any additional backup.

You were hoping it wasn't the latter.

After some time wandering around the club, you settled on a spot on the second floor, leaning over the balcony to observe the dancefloor below.

Swirling your glass, you took a long drag, letting the liquid burn a path through you. While normally a packed club would be the perfect set up for a good time, you were here on a job. A job that was proving to be a waste of time and making you bored as hell. At least the drinks weren’t watered down.

Wakako sent you here to get dirt on this supposedly shadow gang but in the near two hours you have been here, you haven't seen or heard anything out of the ordinary. After the stories you were fed the other day, you felt slightly foolish, half expecting to see people flying around, or shooting lightning out of their fingertips.

Knew it was a load of shit.

As you were debating getting another drink, you saw commotion below you. The lights moved towards the back wall where a stage was set up. Situated along the length of it was a long table with chairs, all facing the room. The DJs booth lit up and the DJ took up the mic, the music cutting out.

"Alrightalrightalright settle down people!"

You watched as the crowd took notice of the new development and the dancing ceased, all eyes trained on the stage.

The DJ continued on. "Now for what you've all been waiting for. The reason why we have all gathered here tonight."

Despite the hush that had suddenly fallen upon the crowd, there was a growing energy within the club. It washed over the room and almost felt tangible, like the static energy building before a lightning strike.

Movement in your peripherals made your eyes snap towards the stage. Slowly, figures stepped onto the stage. You tried to use your cyber optics to focus on the stage but the harsh backlighting from the screens behind the table made their features almost indistinguishable. One, two, three, you counted them as they appeared until six bodies were seated along the table. There were nine seats in total, the ones at the ends as well as the centermost remained empty.

The booming voice echoed through the space. "The last 6 months we have wandered the streets of Night City without a purpose. But no longer! For our fearless leader has finally returned!"

The hairs on the back of your neck began to rise.

"So let's give it up for our Leader Suho!"

You watched as a figure appeared on the stage and took the spot at the center of the table. From what you could see, this Suho was dressed in a cropped red suit jacket and matching red slacks. This, in combination with red eyes and hair to match it made him look like the devil incarnate.

So much for a simple gathering.

"Thank you, friends, it's been too long."

"In my absence, the members worked hard to establish a base for us here, and have seemingly succeeded. And from what I hear, began establishing quite the reputation along the way as well.”

Hoots and hollers rang out, the crowd members riling each other on the dance floor below. You paid them no mind, instead keeping focus on this ‘leader’, watching as he turned to look at each of what you were assuming the main members of this gang along the table. His lips quirked up until a slight smile, but it did not reach his eyes.

He returned his gaze back into the rambunctious crowd, outstretching his hands.

"That being said, we are still outsiders here. And we will continue to be seen as outsiders until we find our place in all of this."

His voice pierced through the cheers. "So no longer will we be nameless nighcrawlers, operating in the shadows. It's time we show these gutterats we are here to stay.” The volume of the crowds rose as they rallied for their leader. “And if we have to raze this hellscape to the ground to do so, so be it."

The man raised his glass up.

"Night City will welcome Exo, either with open arms or on its knees."

The roar of the crowd was almost deafening, the mass of bodies around you all cheering together. You were almost certain the crown was one firm push away from starting a mosh pit; they were so riled up.

Toasting to the room, you watched as the leader brought the glass to his mouth. Just as he took a sip his eyes snapped up to the balcony, zeroing in on your area.

Your blood ran cold.

You did your best to keep your face neutral. You were on the other side of the room, he could be looking at anyone. There were so many bodies around you, there was no way. Subconsciously your left foot took a step back.

Your breath caught as his eyes took on a familiar glow.

WARNING: UNAUTHORIZED SCANNING

WARNING.

Fuck.

#Muse: exo #length: oneshot #au: cyberpunk 2077 #exo imagine #exo fanfic #exo #exo scenarios

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moonlit-midnight · 8 months

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Faraway Dreams and Wistful Nostalgia

Characters: Lilia Vanrouge.

Genre/Trope: AU, Mild angst, Reincarnation.

Summary: In which Lilia reminisces about a past memory. Or in which you don’t recognize Lilia in your current lifetime.

Warnings: GN!Reader, self indulgent.

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A smile graced Lilia’s youthful face when he sensed your presence from a distance.

Whenever you were close by, he could smell flowers in full bloom and gentle rain.

He could hear the melody of the warm winds dancing through the delicate leaves of evergreen trees as if he were sitting by an enchanting forest on a rare, serene spring day.

As you neared him, a breathtaking sunset had fell. The infinite skies were a burst of vibrant colors; gorgeous purple, striking orange and various pink shades.

At the last step, you heaved a breath and took the empty space beside him in front of the lake.

“You quite grew fond of this place. I see you coming here a lot.”

“Well, it’s because I enjoy your company. Besides, something in here feels very familiar and nostalgic.” Lilia remarked in a quiet and wistful tone.

“Familiar?” you echoed, gesturing him to carry on.

He glanced your way and gave a little nod.

“The sight of the sunset here kind of reminds me of home. Not the home near this forest, but the ones I had in previous lifetimes and faraway dreams.” Lilia’s gaze was tangled with yours, a fond smile playing on his lips. “There was a beautiful lake like this one as well. I used to rest there at night to stargaze while fireflies flutter around.”

“You must miss that place so much.” you murmured.

For reasons unknown, hearing Lilia talking about a distant memory made your heart ache a bit and feel nostalgic.

As bizarre as it may sound, it felt like you had experienced the same thing over and over before with a lover, but how could you feel nostalgic over something you couldn’t even remember?

Maybe it happened in a dream or perhaps your mind was just tricking you.

“Yes, I miss that place,” A few tears rolled down Lilia’s cheeks. “But I mostly miss the person who always accompanied me.”

You moved closer and reached out to wipe his tear-stained face, letting the back of your fingers linger there for a while.

It’s you. I missed you dearly.

Lilia wanted to say it out loud. He always wanted to tell you that he loved you, and you loved him in many past lives.

However, in the end he chose not to. He chose to keep it buried because the past belongs in the past.

Lately he came to realize that even if you weren’t lovers in this lifetime, he could still cherish you like he always did.

Having you as a friend was more than enough for Lilia, for there was something genuinely beautiful about the friendship you shared that makes him truly happy and lights up his heart.

#✩! hannah's musings #twst #twisted wonderland #lilia vanrouge #lilia vanrouge x reader #lilia x reader #twst lilia #twst angst #twst au #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst fanfic #twst fanfiction #twst imagines #twst scenarios #twisted wonderland fanfic #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland

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selfsabotaqe · 10 months

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* ♡ ◞ closed starter ╱ for @richlust .

“ don’t be ridiculous. we can share. ” words were enveloped in a tone of scorn, as he allowed himself to occupy the edge of the double bed. chin tilted upwards so hues could link with theirs, amused grin pulling at the corners of his mouth. “ you can even build a wall of pillows between us if that makes you feel better, princess. ”

#* ♡ ◞ rafael calderón ╱ 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 .#richlust #rafael would be the WORST teacher so discard that part #but bed sharing au? abso fucking lutely #maybe they're friends on holiday who thought they would get twin beds? but oh no something went wrong?#maybe they're both a little drunk after a party and your muse offered to take the couch but rafael won't let them?#or honestly any other scenario #go wild bestie

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appleofthemoon · 2 years

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can i ask for mafia yeonjun for f or z please ? 🥺

note. ooh, you even gave me an au that made my brain go haywire, thank you for that anon! (i’m not being sarcastic, i mean my mind loved this.)

code. fracture; how can you severly hurt them?

warning. delusional muse, vague description of self-harm, allusion to kidnapping.

mafia! yeonjun isn't blind, nor is he ignorant. he's fully aware of the risks that come with bringing you into his world, which is why he's so protective of you. as the only good thing he has in his hideous life, he needs to come back home every single time to see you are still alive, waiting for him like he tells you to do.

so it hurts him to see that you're injured. what really digs the weapon into his wound is that it wasn't inflicted by one of his enemies. instead, your own hands were responsible for the crimson marks that mar your skin. their motive? you want yeonjun to see that you're suffering, and it's his fault.

he doesn't want to accept it. everything he's done is for you, isn't that enough? he puts himself out there in the line of fire so he can rest peacefully, knowing that there's one less threat to your life. he grows his empire so you can live comfortably while sitting on your throne, right next to him.

yeonjun will give you everything, but he'll never give you the one thing you desire.

the game is closed for the season, thanks for joining in !

#muse : yeonjun.#yandere txt #yandere yeonjun #txt imagines #txt scenarios #txt au #yeonjun imagines #yeonjun scenarios #yeonjun au

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