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royal1asset-if · 1 year

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My Very First Interactive Novel.

Links: Character's Animal Pics,

Character's Badges, Character's Masquerade Mask

Teasers: 1,2,3

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Snippets: Dustin Wither, Amelia Payne, Luna Du Couteau, Serena Fairclough, Elric Graves, Conrad Hoyer

RO's Review Reaction: 1

Demo: Prologue up to Chapter 1

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Royal Asset is an interactive novel, about a group of people with exceptional skills that were tasked to defend the kingdom and it's crown. There are 6 love interest for you to choose from, 3 males and 3 females each with their own past and secrets for you to learn!

(Note: The RO's are not final. I might add more in the near future and that no romance is not a option. Also, I want this novel open as much as possible not restricting itself to the medieval time era or any kind of era. For example, I might put modern music in the novel.)

(Warning: 18+ Viewer discretion is advised! The story includes the following: Violence, Sexual themes, self-doubt, depression and many more will be added in the future.)

The game itself is currently in progress, where each chapter will be updated as I finish it.

The king is sitting on his throne, fidgeting anxiously.

Thinking how his life flashed before his very eyes, one assassin infiltrated his castle in the middle of the night and almost succeeded in taking his life.

" Haha! brooding my king?" his Royal Protector asked him.

"That obvious huh? Leon." the king said to his protector.

"Be quit, Leon! can't you leave the king in peace?" the king's Royal Wizard says annoyed, chastising Leon.

"You're always so grumpy! Leona!" he says to the wizard.

The king listening to the banter of the two, just can't help but to forget his present problem and laugh at their argument. Thinking how many years have passed, before they were children and playing around. These two are his most treasured friends and he can always rely on them to watch his back.

"Reminiscing my king? I can see tears forming on your eyes." Leon says.

"Yes, Leon I'm just thinking the good old days, now I have to manage this kingdom and ensuring safety to the people, not to mention almost getting killed in my sleep." the king says wistfully.

"Just remember you're not alone Hendrik!" Leona says gently, putting her hands on the shoulder of the king.

"I know, it's just taxing to oversee this all by myself!" he says frustated, hands clutching tightly

"That's what you get for being the heir." Leon deadpan. Before the king can something, Leon immediately cut him off.

"But worry not!, me and my sister here have thought of a plan to make your life easier!" he says triumphantly, fist raise in the air.

"Please do tell!" the king said tiringly.

"Hendrick, why not make a team that consist of people from different divisions." she says to the king confidently.

"We know the divisions have their differences and they are always at each other's throat, but this crazy plan might work!. he exclaimed skeptical.

"We just need to think of a group name, that will strike fear to the hearts of heathen and will be a beacon of light to the people.

"How about, "The Elites." she says.

"Too common Leona! we need something unique, "The Vindicators!" he says.

"Really Leon! "The Vindicators" the people upon hearing that, will think that they are mercenaries or thugs." she says exasperated.

The king closed his eyes and block out the noise of the arguing siblings and ponder what name will sound better.

"The Royal Assets!" he says aloud, it's name, reverberating through the castle walls.

The kingdom of Devontae, thrived and lived happily. King Hendrik rules his kingdom with a stern but caring hand. Ensuring the safety of it's people and punishing those who will disrupt the peace of his kingdom. With the council and advice of his "Royal Protector and Royal Wizard". His most trusted and treasured friends, ensuring that he will not fall from grace. But as time goes by, the king became weary as shouldering the weight of his kingdom alone is slowly taking a toll on him and one assassin almost succeeded in taking his life. His friends noticing this, decided to devise a plan that will help the king govern and protect his kingdom at the same time protecting the king himself.

They recruited the following people.

"Victoria Dare ,The Inquisitor. From the Knight Division"[F]

"Dante Bancroft, The Grandmaster. From the Assassin Division"[M]

"Ailwyn Elffire, The Sanguiner. From the Mage Divsion"[M]

"Kenred Ryder, The Hunter. From the Ranger Division"[M]

"Beatrice Delia, The Divine. From the Cleric Division"[F]

"Alessia Young, The Spectre. From the Rogue Division[F]

This warriors together, defended the people from injustice and dispose anyone who will do harm to the king. Operating both in the light and the shadows, they ushered the kingdom to peace and tranquility.

But as time goes by, our protectors grew in aged and wisdom. As well as their enemies becoming more powerful and cunning. Our protectors knows that time is against them and set out on recruiting new students. They started teaching, training and passing their knowledge to their new students.

As well as seeking the one who is worthy to bear their mantle and continue their legacy.

Will you be the one that will keep the peace in the kingdom or will you be it's liability and caused it's downfall?

MC's gender is locked to non-binary

*Customize your MC's physical appearance.

*Make choices that will affect the story and the people around you.

*Choose your class and mastery.

*Choose how the people will view you, will you be a merciful protector or a cruel warrior doing what any means necessary.

*Find love among the characters, know their story, see what makes them tick. 3 males and 3 females with their own personality.

*Will you follow your fate or make your own destiny.

*Each class has their own different story, so have fun exploring.

*Battle liches, dark knights, tackle conspiracy and many more!.

*Lead the team and be known as " The Peerless Dragon"!.

"Dustin Wither, The Roaring Lion. Knight Division" [M]

Role: Tank

Physical Appearance:

Weapons: Sword and shield.

"Guess, I'm built different."

A knight with a savior complex, they will always be the first one to the fray. Wanting to take most of the hits, so the team can hit back even harder. Their passion for protecting the innocents burns wildly, disregarding their own safety. Even it means dying they will not falter in their step, knowing that they will die honorably in battle and doing it for the greater good.

Ready to sacrifice themselves for the mission and for their friends. No matter what happens, they will always protect their friends even if it means losing a limp in the process, just to make sure their friends go home in one piece.

"Can your love endure the searing heat or will you be consumed by the raging flames?

"Elric Graves, The Watchful Eagle. Ranger Division"[M]

Role: Tracking

"What's life without risk?"

Physical Appearance:

Weapon Choice: Bow and short sword

Adventurous and care free is the word to describe them. Getting restless when staying for a place too long and doing nothing. To them life is supposed to be dangerous and exciting. A dancer and joker, they will always have a joke ready for every situation even in a life or death situation.

A daredevil and laughing at the face of death, they are always ready to accept any mission despite the risk. Always seeing the silver lining in everything even in seeing someone dying. To them seeing the team sad and glum is a horrible curse to bear.

"Will your love aim true or will it be broken in two"

"Conrad Hoyer, The Observant Owl. Mage Division." [M]

Role: Planner

"Why ever use your heart for thinking?"

Physical Appearance: Hair color blonde like gold, shaved short, reaching to their ears, Eye color calculating gray. Standing at 5'7 and skin color pale white. Lean body type.

Weapon Choice: Magic and staff

A pragmatic person and believing that the heart is the reason why people do things that they will regret later. Mind over matter, to them everything has a reason to why it came to pass. A perfectionist and straight-forward person. Not afraid to voiced out their thoughts and opinions on anyone. Not to mention drawing the ire of everyone.

They will ensure that the mission will go according to plan no matter what. Making sure that every data or analysis are 101% foolproof, even it means not sleeping or eating for many days.

"Can your love make them beat their heart one's more or will you be discarded like a failed experiment?"

"Luna Du Couteau, The Vicious Wolf. Assassin Division" [F]

Physical Appearance:

Role: Reconnaissance

"Emotions makes you hesitate and hesitation leads to death"

Physical Appearance: Hair color white as the moon, very short above their ears, eye color blue as ice. Skin color is fair like the light of the moon. Alethic body type. Standing at 5'8.

Weapon choice: Sword and dagger.

Their stare cold as ice and emotion locked deep within their heart. A virtuoso in the arts of assassination, may be in land, sky or water they will always hit their mark. As a lone wolf, they always distant themselves from others. Afraid that getting close to someone might open old wounds. Spent many years hardening their heart making it hard as steel and cutting out all emotions both heart and soul, making sure that it will not get in the way of completing their mission.

To them mission is first priority if it means sacrificing their friends. Using every resources at their disposal may it be life's or favors, they will not hesitate to do so, if it means securing the mission.

"Can your love thaw the wall of ice around their heart or will you freeze and cracked under pressure.

"Amelia Payne, The Zealous Bear. Cleric Division."[F]

Role: Healer

Physical Appearance: Hair color ginger like dying leaf, skin color is mocha like cinnamon, eye color is brown like their skin, Standing at 5'7 .Lean and athletic body type.

Weapon Choice: Hand to hand combat

"Even sadness can be a good thing, because it reminds that we are only humans.

The sunshine in the group, they are optimistic and supportive, but a very shy bunch. Believing that the world is not so simple as black and white. That there is more to cherish and explore in life. Don't mistake their kindness for weakness, for when provoked they will unleash their fury. Overprotective when it comes to their friends and showing their genuine concern to those who needs it, making them a motherly figure to everyone.

To them, the safety of their friends is what important ,than completing the mission, even it means if the king's life is at stake. Their very same friends who have been with them through thick and thin, making them family and a home to go back to.

"Can your love progress into something more or it will remained" stuck in first base?"

"Serena Fairclough, The Cunning Fox. Rogue Division." [F]

Role: Security Breaker

Physical appearance: Hair color is midnight black, skin color is warm ivory, eye color is swirling caramel. Standing at 5'6. Lean and small body type.

Weapon Choice: Escrima sticks and short sword

"They say never steal from a thief, but I think you got something that belongs to me."

A charmer and occasional poet, they always seemed to get what their heart desires. Gifted with a silver tongue, they can sway men and women both young and old. Not to mention has a knack for cracking open locks and safes. To them love is just a game, stealing hearts and after draining it's usefulness they will discard it afterwards. When the dust settles they, will ensure that they are the one left standing even it means fighting dirty to achieve what they want.

No mission will be safe from their hands and lock picks. No matter the difficulty they will always find ways to crack it. A improviser, they will always have a plan made on the spot just in case a mission gone awry.

"Can your love steal their heart or will they be the one that got away?

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turnthemasunder-if · 9 months

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Luna Revamp Alt

So Luna got the bad ending and how about the good ending?

Also I decided to change her looks as well I hope you enjoyed the story as well as her transformation Readers :)

(Luna's POV)

Luna's heart pounded like a drum, the moon above casting its silvery glow on the palace garden, where she nervously waited for MC. The night was clear, yet her mind was fogged with fear and uncertainty. She knew she had made a promise not to let her heart dictate her actions, but when it came to MC, her emotions were a force she couldn't control.

Her hands clenched tightly and then released, betraying her anxiety. The stars above seemed to twinkle in mockery as if they knew the turmoil within her. Luna had called MC to meet her here, hoping to find the courage to ask if they felt the same way, seeking closure, whatever the answer might be.

As she stood there, the gentle rustling of leaves seemed to echo the restlessness in her heart. Every little sound made her jump, anticipating MC's arrival. "Why am I so terrified?" she wondered, trying to calm herself with the reminder that she was only going to ask a question. But deep down, she knew the answer to her inquiry could change everything.

Then, as if a phantom had emerged from the shadows, she heard MC's voice call her name from behind. Startled, Luna turned around, her wide eyes meeting the playful and carefree gaze of MC. "Ohhhhh! A romantic secret meeting, how come I don't know this secret side of yours, moonpie?" they teased.

The sound of her childhood nickname on MC's lips sent shivers down Luna's spine. Memories of her mother using the endearing term flooded her mind, adding to the surreal nature of the moment. It was a symbol of her past, her innocence, and the person she once was.

Swallowing her nervousness, Luna managed a smile, though her voice trembled slightly as she replied, "I… I just thought it'd be nice to spend some time together, that's all." The moonlight danced on the edge of her gaze, revealing a hint of vulnerability masked by determination.

You feel a surge of annoyance as you hear MC chuckle lightly at your words. They always have that carefree and playful attitude, even when you are trying to be serious. “Moonpie!” they say, using your nickname with fondness. You hate that nickname, but somehow it sounds sweet when they say it. “I know you for a very long time and for a fact I know that you don’t do and I quote!” They raise their fingers in air quotes. “Spend some time together!” they mimic your statement from earlier, emphasizing each word.

You stomp your foot on the grassy ground, feeling the soft blades bend under your shoe. “Do you?” you challenge them, your annoyance turning to anger by their assumption about you. “Do you really know me as you-” You stop yourself, realizing you are about to reveal too much. You quickly change the subject to the main topic.

MC walks closer to you, their steps light and graceful. You see them exhale some air, as if they are trying to calm themselves down. They must have noticed how their words have affected you. “I apologize, clearly there is something bothering you and here I am teasing you.” They lower their head in shame, their eyes hidden by their hair. "But! You should at least have told me that you were planning this for a long time and you should have included me, I know many great romantic love songs.” They slur the last part and wiggle their eyebrows, trying to make you laugh.

You don’t laugh. You don’t even smile. You just stare at them with a cold and hard expression, hoping they will get the message. You remember how MC has tried to flirt with you countless times and how many times you have shut them down. You remember how they always give you a rose when they meet you and how you just crush that rose under your heel, not caring about the thorns or the petals. But that doesn’t stop MC from pursuing you, from trying to win your heart with their charm and humor.

Until one day, something changes.

One day, like every day, they give you a rose. But this time, instead of crushing it, you take it in your hand and feel its softness and fragrance. This time, you feel something strange in your chest, something warm and tender. This time, you start to laugh at MC’s corny jokes, finding them funny and cute. This time, you enjoy their company and feel sad when they leave.

That day, everything changes.

MC: “Moonpie, are you alright?” They ask you with concern, breaking your silence. They tilt their head slightly, trying to catch a glimpse of your eyes.

You snap out of your trance and brace yourself for what you are about to say. You need to know the truth, even if it hurts. You need to know if they really have feelings for you or if this is just a game to them.

Luna: “MC, I need to know if you truly have feelings for me or this is just a joke to you.” You ask them bluntly, cutting straight to the point. Deep down, your heart is rattling very loudly, like a caged bird that wants to fly away.

MC: “What? Moonpie, what are you talking about?” They look confused and surprised by your question. They take a step back, as if they are afraid of what might happen next.

Luna: “Don’t play dumb with me, MC. You know what I’m talking about. All those roses, all those jokes, all those compliments. What do they mean? What do I mean to you?” You press on, feeling a mix of emotions in your voice. Anger, fear, hope, love.

MC: “Moonpie…” They say softly, looking at you with a serious expression. They reach out their hand towards you, as if they want to touch your face or hold your hand. “You mean everything to me.”

You feel a jolt in your heart as you hear those words. Everything? Do they really mean it? Or is it just another lie? You look into their eyes, searching for the truth.

MC: “You are the sun that brightens my day.” They say with sincerity, moving their hand closer to yours. “You are the moon that guides my night.” They say with passion, closing the distance between you two. “You are the star that makes my dreams come true.” They say with love, leaning in for a hug.

The moon above seemed to glow brighter as MC drew nearer, their arms reaching out to embrace Luna. Her assassin instinct flared, warning her to step back, but this time, she resisted the urge to retreat. Love, after all, required faith and trust.

As MC's arms wrapped around her, Luna felt her body tense. Her hands hesitated, unsure whether to reciprocate the hug or maintain her usual guarded stance. Her mind battled with her emotions, torn between her training and the newfound vulnerability within her.

Taking a deep breath, Luna made a daring decision. She closed her eyes and allowed her heart to guide her actions. Slowly, she embraced MC back, her grip growing tighter as she surrendered to the moment. Fear gnawed at her, afraid that this tender embrace was merely an illusion, a fleeting dream that would vanish with the night.

The warmth of MC's body against hers enveloped her in bliss and joy, emotions she had long kept locked away. It was an unfamiliar sensation, and yet, she found solace in their arms. She realized that love was not a weakness, but a strength that could bind two souls together.

Her mind raced with thoughts, wondering if this was what it felt like to have someone love you with all their heart. The symbolism of their embrace was not lost on her—the moonlit garden bore witness to this intimate connection, as if the universe itself had conspired to bring them together.

Reluctantly, MC began to pull away, and Luna clung to the moment, not wanting it to end. As they spoke, their tone carried a mix of smugness and hurt, leaving Luna feeling a pang of guilt. "I hope this answers your question?" they said, attempting to sound cheerful but failing to conceal the hurt beneath.

"I haven't noticed!" Luna retorted cheekily, trying to lighten the mood with a playful joke.

MC replied with mock offense, "Moonpie, I know you can be cruel, but that's downright mean." The playful banter couldn't fully mask the hurt in their voice, and Luna realized that her rejection of their advances had affected them more deeply than she had thought.

In that moment, Luna's heart softened even further, and she gently touched MC's cheek, guiding their gaze to meet hers. "I'm sorry," she said sincerely, her voice laced with regret. "I've been so guarded, so afraid to let anyone in. But you've shown me that love is worth taking risks for."

You feel a surge of relief as you hear MC shake their head and grin. They don’t seem to be angry or hurt by your past actions, only amused and happy. “Well, you talking like that makes me forget everything, especially hearing you apologize for the first time!” They say with a playful tone.

You chuckle and look at them with sincerity. “I meant it, MC! Also, this is the first time I ever hear that someone loves me!” You say earnestly, feeling a warm glow in your chest.

“Really? The first time?” MC asks skeptically, raising an eyebrow. “How about the stuffed bear I gave to you and you sent it back to me in a box with the bear ripped to shreds and a death note accompanying!” They remind you of one of the many times they tried to convey their feelings to you and you shut them down in the most cruel and cold-hearted way.

“About that…” You begin to say, feeling a twinge of guilt. You remember how you hated that bear, how you thought it was a childish and stupid gift. You remember how you tore it apart with your knife and wrote a note saying “Leave me alone or you’ll end up like this”. You remember how you felt satisfied when you sent it back to MC, thinking they would get the message.

But they didn’t. They just laughed it off and tried again.

“Another incident is when I asked you to take a trust test and you agreed instantly and then you let me fall down to the ground and even laughed at me.” MC continues, recounting another episode of your rejection. You remember how they asked you to stand behind them and catch them when they fall back, saying it was a test of trust. You remember how you nodded and pretended to go along with it. You remember how you stepped aside at the last moment and watched them hit the floor with a thud. You remember how you laughed at their shocked and hurt expression.

You thought it was funny. You thought it was clever. You thought it would make them stop.

But it didn’t. They just got up and smiled at you, saying they still trusted you.

MC looks at you with a mock glare, but you can see the sparkle in their eyes. They are not bitter or resentful, they are just teasing you. They know that you have changed, that you have opened your heart to them. They know that you love them now.

You sigh and look at MC with regret. “I’m sorry for all that and a thousand times more, but you have to bear in mind that this is the first time for me as well to say that I love you!” You say heartfelt, hoping they will forgive you for your past mistakes.

MC smiles and leans close to kiss you on the lips. “You’re forgiven, Moonpie. And if you want, you can still continue to hurt me. I mean, I find it very humorous and also, I can use the endurance training that I can get from you.” MC dares you, knowing how much you enjoy a challenge.

“Very well!” You say, accompanied by your death glare. “Although you will be crawling on your knees and begging for my mercy to stop.” You warn them, not afraid to show your dominant side.

MC guffaws and wraps their arms around you. “Crawling to your lab and begging for you to massage my bruised and battered body!” MC replies, not intimidated by your threat. They turn your words into an innuendo and a romantic opportunity.

You roll your eyes and shake your head. “You’re impossible, MC. You know that, right?” You say, but you can’t help but smile at their antics.

MC kisses your nose and looks at you with adoration. “You’re incredible, Luna. You know that, right?” They say, making your heart melt.

As MC pulled Luna closer, swaying to the gentle hum of a tune, she felt an overwhelming surge of love and happiness. In this moment, she knew that MC was the best thing that had ever happened to her.

"Dancing, how romantic of you!" Luna quipped, trying to maintain her snarky demeanor despite the affectionate moment.

MC chuckled softly, their eyes locked with hers. "Romantic, yes, but I'm more than that," they whispered, their warm breath caressing her lips. Their closeness sent shivers down Luna's spine, her heart quickening in response.

Luna could feel the anticipation building as MC leaned in, their lips so tantalizingly close to hers. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in this moment of intimacy.

However, before the kiss could materialize, MC playfully pulled back, denying Luna what she had yearned for. Luna couldn't help but laugh, a mixture of frustration and amusement bubbling within her.

"You will regret that!" Luna threatened, her voice laced with mock seriousness.

"Sure, I will!" MC replied with a mischievous grin, swatting away her playful threat like a fly.

Luna found herself feeling both frustrated and charmed by MC's coy behavior. But before she could delve further into their playful banter, MC offered a new proposition, one that piqued her interest.

"Although I think I can dissuade you from your plan," MC said persuasively.

"And that will be?" Luna goaded, curious to see what they had in mind.

"How about I show you instead?" MC says and pulling Luna to a deep passionate kiss and this time there's no holding back only desire and longing that continue to grow even more.

Well how that story end is up to you reader, but let’s just say hands started roaming around on cracks and crevices, not to mention under the night clothes started to fly in the sky ;)

#Luna #Royal Asset #Happy Ending

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smzeszikorova · 1 year

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OC Crossover Art Compilation.

Thanks for doing this with me, everyone. This was so much fun, and infinitely better-constructed on my part than the last game. Excited to share these with you.

Here we go!

The First One: In which Winson, Levi, and @thatonecrowguy's OC Scott from Dog Days are stranded in the middle of nowhere together after Scott's van breaks down.

The Second One: In which Catherine and @aether-wasteland-s's OC Blake from A Time Travel Conundrum have a piney conversation about their loves.

The Third One: In which Victoria and @royal1asset-if's OC Serena from Royal Asset try to break into a locked safe.

And the Fourth One: In which @dogmomwrites's OC Jimmy from their currently untitled WIP takes a bug-eating joyride with fellow creepy crawly connoiseurs Eva and Rolyn.

All participants, thanks again! And thanks for your patience. I was planning on making some effortless scribbles, but your OCs were just too fun to draw. I couldn't resist putting in some time.

Hope it was worth the wait. :D

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fleuraward · 2 months

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so... that new collab, huh?

#juneposting #junepngs #persona 5 #persona 5 royal #persona 5 tactica #akira kurusu #ren amamiya #morgana #goro akechi #ann takamaki #ryuji sakamoto #yusuke kitagawa #makoto niijima #haru okumura #futaba sakura #kasumi yoshizawa #erina #toshiro kasukabe #assets

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pseudonymphomania · 3 months

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Reverse Bunny: Diavolo

#asmo told me this is how to look Bedroom Glam do i remind you of a bedroom that's glam lucifer #dialuci #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me diavolo #obey me dialuci #diavolo x lucifer #obey me reverse bunny #reverse bunny #my smut art #obey me #fanart #i was originally making these as shit posts but i ended up taking it seriously lol #a bunny per day until valentines #obey me nsft #obey me smut #obey me fanart #the royal assets #lucifer do i look like a snacc i tried to look like a snacc lucifer is it working

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askfallenroyalty · 9 months

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Not that I needed a NEW project to work on but... Here's my Underfell take. Let's see where this goes.

#look I'm burnt out on Angel's and I need a small break from FR as I rear up for the side story game. i made the main assets for it and the #story is mostly planned out and ready to be written #i want to do some concept stuff and i only have one life to live and I'm going to do what makes me happy!!!!#underfell #undertale #also i'm being vauge to what kinda game this will be. might be just a visual novel like New Royals! Maybe its a playable game!#we'll find out someday. rn i'm just getting the core concepts down #i actually have been thinking about this for a while but something clicked in my head and now I'm determined to make this thing #so ike. backstory time. i worked on a big project with a friend but that project had history unrelated to me #that it was best for that project to be cancelled and I'm glad it did #BUT i did a lot of cool writing for that AU and I want to use those ideas #so i realized itd be cool as hell to make it a part of my underfell take

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sysig · 9 months

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Bitter breakup rivalry (Patreon)

#Doodles #Wander Over Yonder #Emperor Awesome #Commander Peepers #I dunno lol I just wanted to draw Awesome being pathetic and insulting Peepers and maybe immediately regretting it :)#As much as I think their relationship dynamic could go very well I also think it could go very poorly >:3c They have a lot of potential!#Awesome trying to get too close too fast to manipulate him before he's proven a useful asset would basically be a death sentence hehe #Especially if he tried to flex about it - he definitely has physical might over Peepers but honestly I think that'd just piss him off furthe #Like ''You think you can just sling your weight around and intimidate me? Hah! Who do you think I work for?''#Even with the equivalent of a peashooter I think Peepers could take him on ♪ I mean heck he beat the Potted Plant with just his hat #He's very resourceful! Out of necessity but hey it just means he's practiced! I think he could MacGyver his way out of most confrontations #Plus y'know - Awesome is already kinda pathetic haha ♪ He gets a bruised /ego/ and he goes home what would a smack to his face do #That said he was there for the Battle Royale - I think he's aware of his intimidation factor :) Intimidation is also charisma! Haha #I think a fight between them would be interesting Especially if they brought feelings into it but even just a slugout haha #Awesome's really fun to pose I definitely would've drawn more of him being dramatic if I hadn't run out of room #But I mean so is Peepers! They're so fun to draw ahh <3 Look at his shoe/knee contact! Flat foot on the ground! I'm so pleased!#Only took a very cartoony style to finally get me to work on contact points haha ♪

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raayllum · 1 year

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Viren and Avizandum

+ bonus:

#tdp #the dragon prince #s3 #s4 #4x08 #arc 1 #arc 2 #multi #the cycle #viren avizandum theory #sort of??#screencap parallels #mine #god i love this fucking show So Much #the draconic royal family #'she is not an asset she is my daughter' 'it's not a weapon! it's an egg'#tdp viren #viren #avizandum

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dragonedged-if · 9 months

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SURPISEDDDDD!!!!

Hello my lovely Readers! :)

I know I'm been gone for a long time my summer class and moving to a new location has taken a toll on me and started to drain my creativity. Plus not giving much time to write.

Mind you I will be busy in the few months or so but in the meantime I decided to rewrite this ask I received in the past few years.

It's a Luna ask for my Royal Asset IF.

Enjoy and if you want send me some angsty ask or sappy stuff for my 3 IF's I might not reply back instantly. However I will answer it ASAP.

(Luna's POV)

Under the radiant moon shining brightly above the tranquil night sky, Luna found herself standing in the palace garden, surrounded by an ethereal glow that seemed to mirror her inner turmoil. Her heart felt like a wild beast, beating furiously, its rhythm resonating with the distant calls of nocturnal creatures. She had vowed not to let her emotions steer her actions, but the allure of MC was too potent to resist.

In the presence of MC, Luna's composure shattered like fragile glass. Her nerves trembled at every word they spoke, and her breath hitched when their eyes met. Just being near them brought an overwhelming sense of joy that filled her very being. But in the moments when they were apart, a hollow emptiness gripped her, leaving her longing for their presence.

As the night grew darker, she cursed herself for arranging this meeting, yet she couldn't help but seek closure. Luna's hands clenched and unclenched with anxiety as she awaited MC's arrival, her mind racing with a thousand different scenarios. Even though she had one simple question to ask, fear gripped her heart, and she felt like a blacksmith hammering her emotions down, desperately trying to forge some semblance of control.

Suddenly, a voice pierced the stillness, calling her name from behind. Luna's heart leaped in her chest as she turned to face MC. Their impatient gaze felt like a scorching furnace, fanning the flames of her inner conflict.

"MC," she replied, her voice betraying her vulnerability as she gave a slight nod.

"What's the reason for this late-night meeting?" MC inquired, their tone revealing a hint of irritation.

Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes for a moment, Luna attempted to steady herself. This was the moment she had been dreading, when her heart's desire would collide with the cruel reality of MC's feelings.

"MC, I need to know… Do you have feelings for me?" Her words rang out like the clang of metal against metal, resonating with the intensity of her emotions.

MC's expression remained impassive, their eyes cold and distant. Luna's heart hammered louder, fearing the words that would escape their lips. The moon's glow seemed to dim as a cloud of anguish enveloped her, and she could feel her worth being hammered down with every agonizing second of silence that followed.

Under the shimmering moon, the garden's once-faint light now seemed to waver in uncertainty as Luna stood, her heart pounding like war drum accompanied by the sound of a thousand soldiers marching to war. Her eyes pleaded for a different truth as she confronted MC, hoping against hope for a glimmer of compassion. But the laughter that spilled from MC's lips was like a cold gust of wind, chilling her to the bone.

"Hahaha, feelings for you, you say?" MC's voice dripped with cruel amusement. "NO, Luna! I DON’T HAVE FEELINGS FOR YOU!" Each word was enunciated deliberately, cutting deep into her soul.

The surge of anger that welled up within Luna was accompanied by confusion, as if her emotions were locked in a fierce internal battle. She couldn't fathom why she had allowed herself to hope for something more, to anticipate a different outcome. Yet, the question she had asked now haunted her, echoing through her mind like a haunting melody she couldn't escape.

"Why?" Luna's voice trembled with defeat, cracking under the weight of her emotions. She met MC's unyielding gaze, seeking an explanation that might lessen the pain.

Their eyes bore into hers without remorse, fueled by a deep-rooted fury. "You sacrifice everyone for your work," MC accused, the words cutting through her like shards of ice. "Even innocent people who did nothing to you!"

As much as Luna tried to deny it, she couldn't dismiss the truth in their words. The very nature of her responsibilities demanded tough decisions, often leaving scars on her conscience. Her heart pounded louder, the clanging echo resounding in her ears as if attempting to drown out the harsh reality.

"I will never have feelings for you as long as I have breath," MC's words were laced with bitterness, their disdain apparent in every syllable. "My flame for you is completely extinguished forever more. You're a heartless monster, and you don't deserve love!"

Luna felt her chest constrict, her breath catching in her throat. The anguish and torment she had buried within herself surged forth, like molten lava threatening to consume her. She wanted to protest, to plead for understanding, but the words were stuck, suffocated by the weight of their accusations.

Watching MC turn their back on her, Luna felt the weight of their rejection, a thousand invisible chains binding her to a painful reality. Tears blurred her vision, distorting the moonlit landscape into a watery canvas of heartache.

"You're a monster and you don't deserve love," their words echoed in the night air, each syllable piercing her like a thousand needles. Luna crumbled, her heart torn between the desire to refute their claims and the painful acknowledgment that they were right.

Alone in the garden, she clung to the moon's comforting glow, seeking solace in its cool embrace. The turmoil of conflicting emotions within her raged like a tempest, tearing at her soul. Every step MC took away from her felt like another blow, leaving Luna to confront the harsh reality that some wounds might never heal, and some hearts might remain forever broken.

The words that had cut Luna's heart like a million blades continued to echo in the silent night air, haunting her very being. She sank to her knees, her hands instinctively reaching for her face as tears streamed down her cheeks, her sobs escaping uncontrollably. The pain was overwhelming, the anguish unbearable, and she felt as though her soul had been shattered into countless pieces.

For what seemed like an eternity, Luna remained on her knees, letting her heart pour out its grief. Each sob felt like an ocean wave crashing against her soul, eroding away the edges of her vulnerability. The relentless waves forged an unyielding resolve within her, sculpting her emotions into a hardened fortress. Her worth had been stripped away like sand by the wind, her hopes and desires scattered like ashes, fanned by the scorching wildfire of MC's gaze, which had branded her as nothing more than a heartless specter, undeserving of love.

In this surreal landscape of emotions, Luna felt like a lone tree standing against a howling storm. The tempest of rejection threatened to uproot her, yet she remained steadfast, her roots digging deeper into the soil of her inner strength. The storm had torn away the delicate petals of her heart, leaving behind thorns of determination and self-preservation.

Her tears were like crystalline raindrops, each one carrying the weight of her shattered dreams. The rain mingled with the garden soil, forming a muddy path beneath her, as if nature itself wept for her pain. Luna's sobs echoed through the night, harmonizing with the haunting melodies of the nocturnal creatures, creating a symphony of sorrow.

Finally, as her tears subsided, Luna wiped her eyes with a trembling hand. In that moment, she made a vow, her voice carrying the weight of determination and finality. "This is the last time I will let my emotions get the best of me," she declared. Her heart hammered loudly, dreading the memories of MC's cruel rejection. "I don't need love. I am a weapon, and I will do my duty above all else."

Her words seemed to echo through the vast expanse of the garden, as if nature itself bore witness to her transformation. Luna's resolve was firm, yet beneath the surface, conflicting emotions raged. Her heart yearned for love and acceptance, but her mind was steadfast in the belief that she was destined to be a tool, an instrument of duty and sacrifice.

Epilogue - MC's POV

In the aftermath of that fateful night, MC couldn't shake the image of Luna's heartbreak. Despite the cruelty they had shown, a part of them wondered if they had gone too far. Luna seemed to change after that encounter, and while they expected her to be shattered and broken, they were surprised to find her smiling more frequently.

But this newfound smile sent shivers down MC's spine. It wasn't a smile of joy or contentment, but rather one of satisfaction, tinged with something darker. Luna's eyes held an intensity that seemed to pierce through the soul, and when their gazes locked, MC couldn't help but shudder under its weight.

As they observed Luna, they couldn't help but wonder if this transformation would lead to something worse or even demonic. Her determination to be a weapon above all else was admirable, but it came at the cost of burying her emotions deeper. MC pondered if this suppression would eventually manifest into something far more sinister.

Only time would reveal the truth, but for now, MC couldn't escape the unsettling feeling that Luna's heartache had unleashed a dormant darkness within her, one that would forever alter the course of their future interactions with one another. Yet, the questions that rings in MC's mind of all the rest, will they survived through this ordeal?

#Luna Revamp #Angst Confessions #Sorry For Disappearing #Again #Royal Asset OC

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sylkicute · 1 year

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DNI banner transcript: Basic DNI (racist, ableist, queerphobic). This blog is radinclus, pro-endo, against transrace and transabled, anti-contact and anti-harassment. If you don’t like that, block and move on.

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vampstel · 8 months

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Hi Nick! I'm wondering what's your current opinion on Royale High now that the new Campus is out?

Ouh… I have a lot to say so bare with me lol

I’ve been enjoying the new campus a lot but I can’t deny there are still many flaws within Royale High that should be addressed. The biggest issue I have so far are the dorms. The dorms are not at all beginner friendly OR free-to-play friendly. I spent well over 500,000 diamonds on my dorm which is a ridiculous amount... And not only that, my game crashes if I join a public dormitory server.

You could argue and say it’s faster to level up now but that doesn’t negate the fact you only get 300 diamonds per level without gamepasses. That is not enough to get anything and it makes grinding way too tedious and painful. This is an opinion I’ve had ever since and it’s upsetting that they aren’t doing anything about it.

The level up rewards are great but I do believe a lot of them are unnecessary or simply not worth it. I have gained around 500 levels so far in the new campus and half the rewards I’ve gotten are save slots for lockers. I recently got the award to resize stickers and considering stickers are a gamepass, some people won’t even be able to use it. I was expecting the rewards to be diamond multipliers to make grinding easier for free-to-play players but nope!

The realms look beautiful though and the graphics are great. Animations incredible, the voice acting and the beginning cutscene make Royale High really stand out in comparison to other Roblox games. However,, the main campus/lobby itself looks very unpolished and has peculiar parts to it that make no sense but you could say it’s just apart of Royale High’s charm. The other campuses make no sense either lol

Overall, I think the new campus is wonderful but it’s not as good as people hyped it up to be. It’s not perfect, there’s a lot of flaws but It is a BIG improvement. There’s a lot of potential for the game to flourish if the developers play their cards right.

Hopefully the last few phases make the new campus feel more complete and polished. As soon as the game’s out of beta I’m definitely making a video reviewing it :P

#꒰ v’s answered asks ꒱#• about: royale high #Also I hope to god they rework the stolen assets from the legacy shop #Also hope they rework Cherry Blossom… It’s all I ask for lol

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royal1asset-if · 10 months

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Dustin AU Family

So here's a snippet for Dustin AU.

(MC's POV)

I savored the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee as I lifted the cup to my lips. But as the bitter taste hit my tongue, I scrunched my face in distaste. I had forgotten that Dustin always brews his coffee strong. Thankfully, a quick dash to the kitchen solved my problem, as I added a spoonful of sugar and stirred it in with my teaspoon. As I took another sip, the sweet and creamy flavor of the coffee danced on my tongue, and I let out a blissful sigh.

The sun was rising outside, casting a warm, golden glow through the window. The chirping of the birds provided a soothing melody that blended perfectly with the comforting ambiance of the kitchen. Soft breezes rustled through the leaves of the trees in the backyard, adding a soft, calming hum to the mix.

But my mind couldn't help but focus on the beautiful house I was sitting in, the one that Dustin had carefully chosen as his home. The size was perfect - not too small, not too big. There were enough rooms to accommodate a growing family without feeling cramped, with plenty of open spaces that helped to foster a sense of community and togetherness. His careful attention to detail was evident, from the modern yet cozy decor to the warm, inviting colors that graced the walls.

As I took another sip of my coffee, I marveled at the lush greenery that surrounded the house, and I knew that Dustin must have put in countless hours to bring it to life. But as I thought about it, I realized that it made perfect sense. Dustin had always been a man who valued tradition and roots, and there was something deeply soothing about tending to a garden and watching the fruits of your labor come to life. "I like to remember my childhood," he had once told me with a smile, and I knew then that he wasn't just talking about his home, but about his life in general.

I felt a warm hand on my shoulder and turned around to see Dustin’s handsome face. He kissed me softly on the cheek and wrapped his arms around me.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he whispered in my ear. “How’s your coffee?”

“Delicious,” I said, leaning into his embrace. “Just like you.”

He chuckled and kissed me again, more passionately this time. I felt a surge of love and happiness in my chest. He was everything I ever wanted, and I couldn’t believe he was mine.

As Dustin held me close, I couldn't help but admire his rugged farmer outfit. His jeans were well-worn, and his flannel shirt was rolled up at the sleeves, revealing his toned forearms. Dustin's work boots were caked with mud, a clear sign that he'd been up early tending to the fields. Despite the rough appearance, Dustin still looked handsome, his tousled hair and bright smile making my heart flutter.

"You're looking pretty farmy today," I teased, gently elbowing him. "But don't worry, you still clean up nicely."

Dustin laughed, his eyes crinkling at the sides. "As long as I'm presentable for you, that's all that matters."

I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with love for him. He was so caring, so attentive, and so effortlessly charming. I wrapped my arms around him, nestling my head into his chest. His warmth and comfort enveloped me, and I felt my heart swell with affection.

"I love you, Dustin," I murmured, feeling a little shy at my own declaration.

"I love you too, darlin'," he replied, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "More than anything in this world."

As Dustin and I stood there, lost in each other's embrace, the world around us seemed to fade away. It was just him and me, locked in a moment that felt like it could last forever. His hands roamed over my back, tracing patterns through the fabric of my top. My fingers tangled in his hair, feeling the soft texture of the strands.

A soft noise from the kitchen doorway brought us out of our reverie. We turned to see Clark, our son, standing there in his pajamas, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Morning, Mommy. Morning, Daddy," he said with a yawn.

I blushed, realizing that we'd been caught in a private moment. Dustin squeezed my hand, his eyes still filled with warmth and affection. "Morning, son. Did you sleep well?"

Clark nodded, a sleepy smile on his face. "Uh-huh. Can I have pancakes for breakfast?"

Dustin laughed, ruffling Clark's hair. "You got it, buddy. Let's go make some delicious pancakes for the best little guy in the world."

The kitchen was alive with laughter and the mouthwatering aroma of sizzling pancakes as Dustin and I did our best to satisfy Clark’s insatiable appetite. He loved pancakes more than anything, and we wanted to make him happy. But our good intentions soon turned into a disaster as we realized that we had no clue how to cook.

The batter was either too runny or too thick, and the pancakes either burned or stuck to the pan. The floor was covered with sticky blobs of batter, and the smoke alarm went off twice. It was a miracle that we didn’t set the house on fire.

Clark watched the whole spectacle with wide eyes and a grin on his face, his cheeks covered with batter that he had licked from the spoon. Dustin’s hair was sprinkled with flour, making him look like an old man. Charles, our loyal dog, sniffed around the floor, hoping to find some edible scraps.

“You guys are hopeless,” I teased, trying to salvage a pancake that had turned black on one side. “We’re supposed to be making breakfast, not a mess.”

Dustin flashed me a mischievous smile, grabbing a handful of flour and tossing it at me. I gasped, feeling the flour hit my face and hair. I quickly retaliated, throwing some batter at him. He dodged, but it landed on his shirt instead.

And that’s how it started. A full-blown flour war that had us laughing so hard that we could barely breathe. We threw flour and batter at each other, not caring about the mess or the noise. We were having too much fun.

Clark joined in, throwing some flour at Charles, who barked happily and wagged his tail. Charles chased Clark around the kitchen, trying to lick his face. We were a happy family, enjoying a simple moment of joy.

“Alright, alright,” Dustin said finally, wiping the flour from his eyes. “I think we’ve made enough of a scene here. And we still need to make some pancakes.”

We looked around the kitchen and saw the extent of the damage. Flour and batter were everywhere – on the walls, on the ceiling, on the furniture. We looked like ghosts, covered in white powder.

We felt a pang of guilt, knowing that we had wasted food and made a huge mess. But we also felt a warm glow in our hearts, knowing that we had shared a moment of laughter and love.

We nodded in agreement, deciding to start over with the pancakes. We cleaned up the kitchen as best as we could, then made a fresh batch of batter. This time, we followed the instructions carefully and managed to make some decent pancakes – fluffy, golden and delicious.

We sat down at the table and enjoyed the breakfast together, smiling and chatting. Dustin gave Charles a pat on the head and fed him a piece of pancake. I looked at them and felt a surge of gratitude for having them in my life. They were my family, and I loved them more than anything.

It may not be gourmet cooking, but it was family bonding at its best.

As the night fell and our stomachs were filled with pancakes, it was time to get Clark ready for bed. Dustin and I made our way to the bathroom and helped him brush his teeth, and get ready for bed. Clark was tired, but before he turned off the light, he looked at us with a hopeful expression.

"Can you guys tell me a bedtime story?" Clark said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

We smiled, and Dustin leaned in to tickle his son's tummy, making him giggle. "Of course, bud. What kind of story do you want to hear?"

"I want to hear a story about the Royal Assets for King Hendrick," Clark said, his voice filled with wonder. "I heard they're the bravest knights in all of Devontae."

Dustin and I exchanged a glance, both of us impressed by our son's knowledge of the kingdom's knights.

"Once upon a time, the Kingdom of Devontae was ruled by King Hendrick, a wise and just ruler who kept his subjects safe and secure. But there were dangers lurking beyond the kingdom's borders, and King Hendrick knew that he needed the best and bravest group to protect his people," I began.

"That's when he formed the Royal Assets, a group of individual who were not just skilled in combat, but also in magic and cunning. They were the elite force of Devontae, entrusted with the most dangerous and difficult missions," Dustin continued, taking over the story.

"The Royal Assets were led by The Peerless Dragon, a warrior who was known for their intelligence and bravery. With the help of the Royal Protector and Wizard they handpicked the finest people from Devontae, and trained them in the art of war and diplomacy. Each member of the Royal Assets had a special skillset and was equipped with the finest armor and weapons," I continued, describing the sensory details of the knights' equipment.

Clark listened intently, his eyes wide with wonder and his breathing hitching in excitement. Dustin described in a dramatic manner the missions that the royal assets carried out, from battling fiery dragons to saving princesses from the clutches of evil sorcerers.

As the story came to an end, Clark drifted off to sleep, his dreams filled with visions of brave knights on noble steeds. Dustin and I watched over him with love and affection, grateful for the simple but beautiful moments we shared as a family.

After we tucked Clark in and kissed him goodnight, Dustin and I decided to take a walk on the fields. We loved the fresh air and the peacefulness of the night. We held hands as we strolled along the grass, feeling the gentle breeze on our faces.

The moon was shining brightly in the sky, casting a silver glow on everything. The stars were twinkling like diamonds, creating a beautiful contrast with the dark sky. It was a perfect night, and we felt so lucky to be together.

We stopped by a large oak tree and leaned against its trunk. Dustin wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to his chest. I snuggled into his embrace, feeling his warmth and his heartbeat.

He kissed the top of my head and whispered in my ear, “I love you, you know that?”

I looked up at him and smiled, seeing the love in his eyes. “I love you too, more than anything.”

He leaned down and kissed me softly, then more passionately. I kissed him back, feeling a surge of emotion in my chest. He was everything I ever wanted, and I couldn’t imagine my life without him.

We broke apart and gazed at each other, feeling a connection that words couldn’t describe. We smiled and cuddled under the tree, watching the stars and the moon. We didn’t need to say anything, we just enjoyed each other’s presence.

We were happy, we were in love, and we were a family. And that was all that mattered.

#Dustin #Royal Asset #Family AU

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