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After everything the world has done to him he still comforts Julian about the plague not being his fault don’t mind me and the sound of my tears

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I dare y'all to tell me that I'm wrong

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My sister: *crying all night over her ex-boyfriend

Me: *hearing her cry from my room* damn, I really be crying like that over fictional characters

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wow okay i'm probably not going to continue asra's route because that scene where muriel accidentally hurt him and julian stabbed my heart and i can not imagine how muriel felt in that moment like, holy shit. who thought that was a good idea.

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Quickly buy him another one!

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🥀Midnight Company🥀

hello all! so after my recent "about me" post, i decided to write a story with my apprentice and valerius. i've been thinking about this plot for the past few days but just recently gained the courage to write it and put it out there, so i hope you all enjoy! i'll be including a little backstory tidbit momentarily. feel free to check out my apprentice post to learn more about liv vanhelsing and her endeavors (she's really just a self-insert slightly modified to fit the game's time period).

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《Backstory》

After defeating The Devil alongside her friends, Olivia Vanhelsing returned to the palace to fulfill a full time job as head adviser for Consul Valerius and Countess Nadia. After moons of living in the same space, and finding out they actually have a lot in common, Vanhelsing and Valerius are now very close friends, seeing to each other whenever necessary (or desired). But sometimes wooden doors are too easy hear through, and the head adviser's past still haunts her.

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A sharp scream escaped my mouth, forcing me awake from my horrific slumber. I shot up from my bed, breathing heavily as cold sweat ran down my back. My sheets where tangled up and scattered every which way, some of the heavier blankets and furs now laying on the floor.

My body felt weak, as if I had weights hanging all over me. I suddenly burst into tears, the discomfort and memories from my nightmare grasping at me like a rabid dog, hungry for whatever it could get. With haunting thoughts and flashbacks from my past eating away at me, I tucked my knees into my chest. I tried quieting my sobs, but to no avail. All I could do now is hope that no one hears me, and wait for my mind to calm itself down.

A soft knock interrupted my thoughts. My heart skipped a beat as I realized that my only wish had been for nothing. Wiping away my tears and attempting to compose myself, I lifted myself up from my resting place and slowly approached the door.

I gently twisted the knob and opened the door, slightly taken aback by who I saw. Valerius, with worry plastered on his face.

"Oh, uhm, ahem. Valerius," I greeted him, wiping away the last little bit of wetness on my face. "Odd to see you up at this hour," I said as I stood up straight and fixed my robes.

His long, unbraided hair fell elegantly on his shoulders and his eyebrows were furrowed together. Looking at me with concern, he replied, "I heard a scream come from this hall and wanted to make sure you were okay," he began. "And when I made it down here, I heard cries coming from your room," he continued. "May I come in?"

"I... Yes, of course," I said, clearly embarrassed by someone hearing my nightly routine. I stepped aside and pulled the door open, allowing my friend to enter the room.

Valerius smiled softly and walked in, but soon paused. He examined the pillows and blankets all over the place, obviously from thrashing around. He turned to face me. "Helsing, what happened in here?" he questioned, concern in his deep voice. He grasped my hand and squeezed it. "You can trust me," he said.

I looked down at where we connected, not used to human contact but also not wanting to pull away. "I have nightmares," I replied softly, almost too quiet to hear. "It's no use talking about them, they won't go away," I continued, my voice trembling ever so slightly.

Val nodded and silently approached the scattered blankets and pillows, picking them up and putting them on my bed. He straightened out my sheets and placed the pillows in an organized, but comfortable, position.

"I used to get nightmares as well," he stated, sitting down on the foot of my bed. "Fighting in countless battles and seeing good warriors... Friends, even, die does stuff to a person," he continued. "I was a prisoner of war once as well," he added, a tinge of sadness in his voice.

"I'm sorry Val," I said. "You've gone through worse than I ever have," I continued as I sat down beside him.

He looked over at me and shook his head. "Not worse, just different," he replied as he gazed into my eyes. "I never thought I'd hear myself say this, but how you feel is important, and you have people that care about you and your wellbeing," he stated. "I know there's more to you than what you put off," he added, intertwining his hand with mine. "It's odd because you remind me so much of myself."

I looked away, tears welling up in my eyes. Valerius released my hand and pulled me into a loving hug. "I'm not going to make you talk," he said as he rested his head on my collar. "But know that I will listen need be it," he continued, his warm breaths touching the back of my neck.

I held him tightly, burying my face in his soft hair. "Thank you," I mumbled, relaxing against his touch.

"Of course," Valerius replied as he pulled away. He stood up and gently kissed my forehead and held my cheek in his hand. "Come get me whenever you need to," he began. "I'm always nearby," he said as he made his way to the door, walking out hesitantly, but deciding to give me my space. He looked into my eyes one last time as he gently shut the door, making sure to keep quiet.

I let out a relaxed sigh and laid back down, snuggling under the covers and holding onto a pillow. Valerius always knew how to calm me down and tried his best to help me. With that thought, I smiled softly and drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

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《Additional Snippet》

The next morning, Liv found out from Portia that instead of returning to his quarters, Valerius fell asleep propped up against her door. When Portia asked him why, he simply responded, "I just wanted to make sure she was safe."

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alright guys, that was a bit of a longer one but for those of you who made it through, i hope you enjoyed the story and found it a tad bit interesting. story requests are still open, so if you have any suggestions, feel free to send them through an ask. thank you!

-liv🖤

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oh you're so sweet! i might just have to, ive got a lot of story ideas just waiting to be written!

i kind of want to write some stories with my apprentice in them but i dont know if that's like something that's frowned upon and i don't want to disappoint my followers?? :(

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i kind of want to write some stories with my apprentice in them but i dont know if that's like something that's frowned upon and i don't want to disappoint my followers?? :(

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ugh i love this! i hope that we get a side route/tale for val somewhere along the lines. i love his character🖤

(also this artwork is beautiful, definitely go follow op and show them some support)

I absolutely love the attention you give to valerius. It'd be nice to see more of him, but the devs are working hard enough. Keep up the great work with Esther !! 💜

dfkflkfjs god thank you bb that’s so kind!!!

and listen i….i just. rly love this wine man.

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i kind of want to write stories with my apprentice in them, but i dont know if that's something that's frowned upon and i dont want to disappoint my followers?? :(

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! GIVEAWAY !

so it's not much, but i wanted to do a giveaway for the arcana charms! the winner will receive any two charms!

rules

one like and one reblog per account. both count as an entry

be comfortable with giving me your address

ends when i hit 6k! (currently at 5906)

when the order is placed, i will have them shipped directly to you!

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hello all! so i decided to make an "about me" post for my apprentice (which is really just a self-insert), as i've been seeing them floating around lately and figured it would be a good way for my viewers and followers to get to know me. i hope you all enjoy!

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❝A strong-willed magician with a troubled past❞

‣ Full Name: Olivia Vanhelsing

‣ Name Meaning: One who finds peace in horror

‣ Pronouns: She/Her

‣ Sexuality: Bisexual (primarily attracted to men)

‣ Nicknames: Head Advisor Vanhelsing (by all palace staff), 'Helsing (by Consul Valerius), Liv (by Consul Valerius, Julian, Asra, Portia, and Selasi)

‣ Birthday: August 18th, year unknown (Leo)

‣ Height: 5'8

‣ Weight: Around 170 pounds

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》BACKSTORY《

Born to estranged parents, Vanhelsing became an orphan on the streets of Vesuvia. She was on her own for nearly a decade, until she met Asra Alnazar, a young magician in the same situation as her. Deciding to befriend the friendly witch, she pursued a path in magick and earned somewhat of a family bond, something she had wanted for many years. However, even though she had someone to rely on and trust, Vanhelsing went through damaging traumas and later developed severe trust issues. Now a closed off, overly serious head advisor in the palace (with a deadly glare and cold attitude), she wonders the halls late at night, longing for emotional connections and internal redemption.

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》PERSONALITY《

❝Death is a beautiful thing, really. And we all get to experience it.❞

While she comes off cold and dismissive on the outside, Liv is actually soft-hearted and has a strong desire for emotional connection with others. Her troubled past closes her off, however, and prevents nearly everyone from seeing who she really is on the inside. But, occasionally she does put her past aside and opens up to those in need.

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》MAGIC《

‣ Extremely skilled in tarot readings (personally connected to the major arcana Death)

‣ Can preform exquisite protection spellwork and curses (for reasonable purposes only)

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》APPEARANCE《

( beautiful artwork done by @erratic-inspirations )

❝Being strange and unusual is far more beautiful than normality.❞

• Long, sleek black hair that falls below her collar bones (straight)

• High cheek bones (not extremely protruding, but noticable)

• Gray/blue eyes

• Plump lips and long eyelashes, but keeps her eyebrows shaved (draws them on with a pomade pencil)

• Extremely fair skin (nearly pure white in sunlight)

• Her typical makeup look consists of pale foundation, bold eyebrows, black eyeshadow all around the eyes, black mascara, and black lipstick (occasionally adds a touch of purple or red if desired)

• Clothing style is romantic goth. Her normal dressing consists of elegant black dresses, complimentary chokers/silver or black jewelry (has first ear piercings and a septum piercing), occasionally wears arm/leg fishnets, paints her nails black, with practical black boots or heels.

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》RELATIONSHIPS《

❝I don't have many, but the ones I do have rule my world.❞

‣ Consul Valerius - Bestfriend/Potential LI

‣ Death - Personal arcana connection

‣ Asra - Sees them as a sibling figure

‣ Julian - Bestfriend/Potential LI

‣ Nadia - Close friends. Liv is her and Valerius' head advisor.

‣ Portia - Close friends. They occasionally run errands together and have tea in her cottage.

‣ Muriel - Close friends. They enjoy spending time together. She frequently visits the forest to drop off food, teas, etc. for Muriel.

‣ Lucio - Vanhelsing enslaved him as a permanent servant to her out of spite. Nadia encourages this.

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》TRIVIA《

▪︎Favorite Food: Fresh vegetable salad topped with homemade dressing and fine spices

▪︎Favorite Drink: Aloe water

▪︎Favorite Flower: Red roses

▪︎Occupation: Head Advisor of Consul Valerius and Countess Nadia

▪︎Home/Living Space: The Palace

▪︎Relatives: Unknown

▪︎Likes: Gothic literature, tragic sonnets/plays, drama (of any definition), dark/slow music, dancing, gloomy weather, makeup, fashion, advising, commanding, pondering death, mysteries, staying up unreasonably late, wondering the halls, and romantic night time outings

▪︎Dislikes: Insects, disease, anything overly happy/unrealistic, parties, judgemental people, bright colors, spontaneousness, and people purposely bothering her

▪︎Flaws: Vanhelsing tends to make the wrong decisions for the right reasons. This often leads to strong regret and sleepless nights. She also struggles with depression, anxiety, trust issues, and insomnia.

▪︎Improvements: Overtime, she has learned to think extremely carefully before coming to a decision (this has made her a very skilled advisor). She has also learned how to properly manage her mental illnesses and has cut out a lot of unhealthy coping mechanisms.

▪︎Additions: Liv loves emotional support/attention, along with small physical things (having her hair played with, hugging, hand-holding, cuddling, etc), but is afraid to show it. She also plays the guitar, but no one knows it.

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wow okay, that was a big ass post. for those of you who made it to the end, thank you and i hope you enjoyed it! any additional questions can be sent through an ask and i will answer them as soon as possible. im still taking story suggestions as well!

-liv🖤

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Muriel: You’re so embarrassing.

MC: Let go of my hand then.

Muriel: No.

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what a babe, my heart

yes little one that is a good name🖤🖤🖤

Ahhhhhh 😭😭😭😭😭💖💖💖

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Stormy Nights (Muriel x MC)

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A sudden crash awoke me from my slumber, making me jump straight up from the bed in a dazed confusion. With my heart pounding, I looked around the hut in a daze. It only took me a few moments to realize what was going on.

I let out a relaxing sigh and slumped back, propping myself up with my hands. Ianna looked up at me fondly, still curled in a tight ball. I smiled and gently scratched her head, running my fingers through her soft fur. "The weather is restless tonight, isn't it girl?" I asked her as I listened to the sound of heavy rain droplets hitting the ground outside. She grunted in response, resting her head in her lap once more.

I chuckled and turned my attention to the front door of the hut. Muriel had left to console with Asra over something a few hours ago, and made Ianna stay with me for protection. I would be lying to myself if I said I didn't wonder what him and our friend were discussing, but I trusted Muri with my life and decided against questioning him. But, I longed for his presence beside mine.

Instead of laying back down, I decided that it would be nice to rekindle the fire and enjoy the weather. Perhaps make some late night tea, even. A gaping yawn escaped my lips as I stretched, preparing to get up from the comfortable bedding.

Carefully, I heaved myself up from the mattress and made my way over to the door. I quietly twisted the knob and cracked it open. Ianna whined and trotted over to me, pressing against my leg.

"Don't worry Ianna," I began, patting the top of her head. "I'm not going anywhere, I just want to listen to the storm is all," I said, breathing in the fresh forest air and lovely scent of rainfall.

Ianna rubbed against me and nibbled my robes, tugging gently towards the fireplace. I smiled and obliged to her wishes, walking over to the pit and rekindling the fire. A sudden wave of warmth washed over me as embers began to rise and bright orange light flooded the hut. I smiled softly and cuddled up next to Ianna, resting my head on her soft belly and listening to the outside thunder.

As I focused more and more of my hearing towards the forest, I noticed the sound of frogs and crickets croaking and chirping as the rain continued falling. Leaves rustled and the winds howled ever so slightly. A rush of cool wind flew into the hut, nudging against the fire's flames. The sound of hanging pendants and protection charms knocking against each other formed a rhythmic tune. I felt calm and safe in the presence of nature.

Suddenly, pounding footsteps rushed towards the hut. I sat up in alarm with Ianna by my side, her head slightly tilted and ears all the way up.

A familiar figure swung the door open. "MC, MC? Whe-" he stopped mid sentence, looking at me. A breath of relief escaped his mouth and his shoulders relaxed. Muriel's clothes were soaked but his hair was dry, seemingly protected by his damp cloak. "Why was the door open?" he asked quietly, worry plastered on his face.

"I'm sorry Muri, I didn't mean to scare you. I propped it open so I could hear the storm better," I replied, standing up to approach him. "I woke up not too long ago from the thunder and decided to light the fire and enjoy the weather," I added, now looking up at him. "You're soaked."

"Just a little," he said, relaxing. "Please MC, next time wait for me to get back before keeping the door open. I was... I was worried," he explained, brows furrowed together.

I nodded and replied, "I will, Muri." I raised my hand up to his cheek, cupping it gently. "Now let's get you some dry clothes, yes?" I asked, motioning towards a pile of furs and dressings resting on his side of the bed.

He nodded and pulled away from my touch. I turned around respectfully and sat down in front of the fire once more, waiting for him to join me and Ianna.

After waiting for a few moments, Muriel made his way over to us, sitting between me and the wolf. He was wearing his favorite black cloth pants and had a heavy fur draped over his shoulders. I smiled at him and scooted closer, wrapping my arms around his waist and resting on his chest. Now completely calm, he planted a kiss on the top of my head and began gently rubbing my back, while also petting Ianna, who was fast asleep on his lap. We both listened to the sound of the rain and gazed upon the fire for a very long time, later returning to the bed and falling asleep in each other's arms.

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i hope you guys enjoyed this story! if you have any suggestions for more fanfics/oneshots, check out my request post and send them through an ask.

(i wrote this story because it's been storming heavily where i live and was antsy to write, so wah-lah! muriel love)

-liv🖤

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YES

‪Muriel’s Book 9 - The Hermit - is here!‬

‪Muriel and the apprentice begin their long journey south and make a few interesting stops along the way. 💫‬

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my fucking heart you guys, this is the most beautiful, wholesome thing i have ever seen. im so excited for the update oh my god-