#Part 7: The Deadly Riddle

[batman-daily]

The complete daily Batman newspaper comic strips, Part 28! Coming up next: the beginning of the end, as we enter the final arc of the Batman strip. Featuring a very original take on the Mad Hatter, plus Arkham Asylum, and the long-awaited return of an old “friend!”

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[yunarim]

hello! If you can, can you write a head cannon(others are fine) with the femperfect who had an ability to neutralize magic with a simple physical contact? Like the magic will automatically disappear once it makes contact with her so she often wears gloves, and I would like to see the overblots reaction(if you can't do all you can just do malleus ^^) thank you!

yuu can neutralize the use of any kind of magic with a touch.

… ✦ characters : overblot squad … ✦ tags : female reader, books 1-7 major spoilers, hurt/comfort, cursing in leona's and vil's parts, mention of blood in leona's part, jp translation terms (dorm leader, VDC), can be read platonically in all of parts except for vil, idia & esp malleus ones (i imply romantic way tho), me experimenting with the format or something … ✦ song : monochrome frame ⏤ kanon wakeshima … ✦ recommended : light mode [ … ✦ ao3 ]

… ✦ Riddle Rosehearts ┆touching . . . neck ⏤ ✧ Her wearing gloves wasn’t exceptional. They all were, and since Yuu didn’t have her specifically designed dorm uniform, indeed, it was quite common for her to wear gloves. 

⏤ ✧ Riddle would often find her look around before washing hands and taking off her gloves.

⏤ ✧ One day he realized he waited for her to do that and observe if she hid something underneath this accessory item but ended up dispelling his own doubts - her hands were just beautiful. 

“Oh, do you eat this with your hands?” She asked at an unbirthday party, glancing at a pink cupcake on the plate before her. 

“Yes, as a rule. If you’re worrying about getting messy, do not fret. The cupcake doesn't crumble, and Trey made sure the cream isn’t too greasy and doesn’t stick to the fingers.”

Yuu smiled, taking off her gloves and wrapping her fingers around a small cupcake. 

“Woah, such a nice taste! Tell Trey he did well.”

Still, he wondered, what was the mystery shrouded in darkness of her gloves. 

⏤ ✧ Yuu was gentle in her actions, she never judged, smiling tenderly and telling him to take his time and not to rush things. 

⏤ ✧ Unlike a certain duo getting on his nerves.

⏤ ✧ Never in his life felt he so powerful, so authoritative, so… valid. 

⏤ ✧ Something underneath was telling him it wasn’t right to throw insults at her and just… yell like he was a little child, not knowing how to handle his own emotions.

⏤ ✧ Yet maybe he was, calling her insolent and foolish. 

⏤ ✧ She was just a magicless human! Why rush to him, tearing her gloves off her hands and screaming something with such an obstinate gaze fixed on him?

“My goodness, Riddle, come to your senses!”

⏤ ✧ Her touch felt so ephemeral and light on his deadly cold skin, and even though his almost devilishly malevolent grin didn’t scare her, Yuu still bit her lip after Riddle’s phrenetic laughter. 

⏤ ✧ A sudden flash of light made him switch his attention to what happened to him just in a mere second. 

The overflowing power that pounded in his vessels with a burning seething abruptly left him in an instant, devastating his mind and body.

He collapsed, exhausted, to the ground, barely finding the strength to raise a pair of bulging eyes to her and exhale brokenly.

“What did you?.. Huh…”

⏤ ✧ He was at loss for words, not even caring about Trey’s concerns at the moment. 

⏤ ✧ Light flickered on where she touched him, and he welcomed the sensation without realizing it.

“You… you do have magic after all?”

⏤ ✧ One little gentle touch, and all of his enormous powers are gone. So simple yet devastating.

“I would call magic not the fact I neutralized you, but rather…”

She embraced him, welcoming into her tender hug and encouraging him to let all his negative emotions free, and he laughed, hiding his teary eyes in her shoulder.

Maybe she was right, and this was her real magic.

… ✦ Leona Kingscholar ┆touching . . . shoulders ⏤ ✧ He wasn’t surprised that Heartslabyul little tyrant or what do they call him even was defeated with the help of Ramshackle dorm girl.

⏤ ✧ Women are strong. And that’s a rule.

⏤ ✧ But one look at Prefect’s hands got him thinking that maybe she was strong another way. Such hands couldn’t bring harm to anyone, he was sure of it.

⏤ ✧ Her rather adamant gaze on him was such an entertaining sight to witness. 

Leona chuckled when she stepped on his tail. She did apologize for her behavior, of course, but he knew from the very beginning that she wasn’t entirely regretting her actions.  

“I’m really sorry,” her voice was firm, steady and solid enough for him to fix his gaze on her a little longer than he thought he would.

“You aren’t, Prefect.”

“Do I know you?” 

She didn’t. Yet he knew her after what happened, his eyes locked on her hands in an examining way. 

⏤ ✧ A little thought of asking Riddle what the hell is wrong with her hands since no trace of magic was found on her. ⏤ ✧ She was just a normal girl minding her business, and it was supposed to be this way.

⏤ ✧ He wasn’t against her planting flowers when he was around since she remained quiet, her head full of worry because of those little accidents he sabotaged with Ruggie’s help. 

He did know he should stay away from her hands. 

Especially in that state when his own looked so rough, long pointed claws clenching in fists and digging into the palms, scarlet blood mixed with viscous ink trickled down his hands.

⏤ ✧ Such a reckless human being, knowing nothing about his disappointment, rushed to him without any doubt. What a joke. 

⏤ ✧ Even hyenas turned against him, and would she even make any difference? Of course not…

⏤ ✧ He was trying to convince himself he stopped for a mere moment because she was a magicless woman. 

And yet somehow she almost grabbed his hand, claiming he was being unreasonable and unstable and some other pathetic bullshit.

He brushed off her hand, knowing it would do something to him. Something he realized he wasn’t so opposed to accepting when she yelled out his name, this time putting both her hands on his shoulders.

“Do this shit once more and you’ll fucking witness my real wrath, Leona, now calm down!!”

He fell into her embrace, her hands still on his shoulders but not gripping them firmly. She sighed in relief, gently stroking his hair, and smiled.

Shit, Leona thought, laughing to himself and almost craving her warm touch, grabbing her hand and squeezing it, while dust accumulated in a sedimenting cloud was dissolving around them, so no one could really see him being suddenly vulnerable.

She was dangerous. And maybe he liked it.

… ✦ Azul Ashengrotto ┆touching . . . cheeks ⏤ ✧ How curious! A supposed-to-be-magicless human performing miracles with just a little touch! 

⏤ ✧ He thought of depriving her of Ramshackle dormitory first, but now, after she bewitched Riddle and even Leona? No, he couldn’t miss such an opportunity to take her powers. 

⏤ ✧ He could have everything one might dream of in at the snap of a finger, and a siren’s voice, a ballerina’s gracefulness, a mind of greatest’ scientists ⏤ one harmless contract, and a wish could be granted. 

⏤ ✧ And yet Yuu. Girl from another dimension with that always gloved hands of hers. She was such an interesting person to observe. 

He gathered information, oh sure he did, he already had two opponents down thanks to her, and he couldn’t afford being another one himself.

“How about your neutralizing powers?”

“Ha, you wish, mind dealing with overblots then?” 

Oh, Yuu was amusing, indeed, but Azul just knew he would deprive her of her ability one day. Sooner or later. 

⏤ ✧ Despite rejecting his offer and agreeing to do an extremely ridiculous task instead of having her ability deprived, he would still find her in Mostro Lounge, her fingers on the glass full of drink he personally made, her lips gently pressing to its corners. 

⏤ ✧ A tender smile spreading on her face was quite distracting, which Azul wouldn’t ever admit, his gaze fixed on her delicate hands. 

⏤ ✧ She was captivating and it was scaring him. 

Ah, really, foolish humans, knowing about his past and making fun of his own intelligence. 

He was working so hard, but one magicless girl suddenly got all the attention and appreciation he always wanted just because she could neutralize magic with a touch?

Azul thought he hated her at the moment ink was splashing everywhere, drops of tar scattered in splatterings, falling on her clothes as well as her hands, ungloved this time.

Mind dealing with overblots… right? 

Part of him wished she would just touch him and they would be over it, but still he hesitated when she approached carefully, no signs of fear in her eyes. She was truly magnificent. 

“Let me handle this responsibility, Azul,” she said, pressing her fingers to his cheek and caressing it. A flash of light turned him back to normal state, the only difference was him crying and leaning to her touch, as if starved for it. “And you please remain the way you are.”

And he will.

… ✦ Jamil Viper ┆touching . . . hands

⏤ ✧ That Ramshackle dorm girl having an ability to neutralize others’ magic with just a one touch has become an axioma by now. 

⏤ ✧ Having any problem with the amount of magic used? Or maybe overused? Then no need to worry, NRC now had Yuu to handle all that.

⏤ ✧ He couldn’t care less about her, but still found himself thinking he felt sorry for her. He didn’t wonder how it felt to be the one everyone relies on when it’s hard, but other times forgot you exist. He knew it by heart.

… Huh. Or maybe not?

“You should give yourself more credit, you’re doing excellent. Always remember it,” she said to him one day, her fingers clasping around his wrist reassuringly.

An electrical impulse ran down his whole hand, a sudden warmth spreading in his vessels.

He chuckled, a small knife cut didn’t bother him at all. Why would she say it so unexpectedly thoughtfully to him when she stayed in Scarabia? 

Everything in his plan was perfect, and yet her words distracted him for a moment. He was too preoccupied with his own feelings and conflicted emotions to handle her… care?

⏤ ✧ No way. It was not her ability he secretly admired for being so helpful. It was her shrewdness and the way she saw people through. 

⏤ ✧ Did she feel he was about to do something malicious and not so praise worthy? Otherwise why would she say such things to him? 

⏤ ✧ There was no way she genuinely cared for his well-being.

He couldn’t remember when was the last time his emotions were so tangled and complicated so that he couldn’t sort them out. Snakes aimed right at her hands she was reaching to him weren’t scary, and even the way he smirked when her attempt to touch him failed didn’t cause her to stop. 

A small part of him wanted her words to be true but he knew all the things she said were a mere mendacity to fool him. 

“You’re not someone else’s shadow, Jamil.”

He pushed her hard enough for her to fall on her knees before him. His anger spread in the ink splashing everywhere, but she remained her gaze fixed on him nevertheless.

He thought that maybe… maybe it was worthy to believe her.

He chuckled when he outstretched his hand to be shaken himself, and Yuu smiled at him, taking his hand in her.

… ✦ Vil Schoenheit ┆touching . . . eyelids

⏤ ✧ Good for Yuu she still managed to control her own psyche by dealing with so many splashes of demolished emotions in such a short amount of time.

⏤ ✧ Still, Ramshackle Prefect was complicated to him. Vil genuinely thought there was something wrong with his sudden desire to take care of her.

⏤ ✧ She was close to being perfect by now, despite having those horrible eye bags appeared because of sleepless nights she took helping Azul with arranging new drinks in the menu and all the times Vil caught her excusing herself during their VDC rehearsals in order to check on Leona or Riddle or whoever she kept an eye on after overblotting.

Yuu was wonderful, truly. But instead of appreciating herself she preferred to praise everyone else.

And Vil wasn’t an exception.

“You’re a lifesaver,” she giggled when he bent towards her face to apply a concealer. “A true hero, really.”

Hero?.. He? Ah, Prefect, what were you saying? 

He sighed, taking her hands in his and asking whether he could take off her gloves or not as she nodded, allowing him to apply a hand cream on her skin. What a pleasant feeling…

“Even if you’re a manager, you’re still our representative. No way you would show up on stage with these eye bags of yours. And what did I tell you about having some sleep before VDC? You really…”

She smiled, saying something about having a bad feeling before going to sleep. How truly discerning she was at that very moment. 

⏤ ✧ He couldn’t be a hero, at least her hero, when he chuckled so maliciously at her attempt to reach for him. Now no one could, he was fairest of them all, outshining especially her.  

⏤ ✧ He applied a curse on her which restrained her from touching him ever so slightly, and that would be it until he willingly allowed it. He believed in his strong volition, but still…

“Every hero has their moment when they have a whole world turned against them, Vil,” she said demandingly, almost choking on the dark fog coming off from Vil’s body. “And since when do you act as if you’re such a mediocre character! Where’s Vil who would step on everyone and slay as a fucking queen you really are!!”

He laughed genuinely at her wording, not noticing her getting up from her knees after being blown away with the magic wave he created, and pulled him closer by a translucent veil, pressing a gentle kiss on his eyelids.

“I would prefer cheek instead, thank you,” he chuckled, light sparklets surrounding him. “You ruined my makeup.”

“You also ruined a whole stage, but okay.”

… ✦ Idia Shroud ┆touching . . . forehead

⏤ ✧ The one who Idia wanted to avoid the most was none other than Ramshackle Prefect.

⏤ ✧ All eyes were on her by now, and that meant he would rather die than talk to her.

⏤ ✧ If not only the whole STYX demanded him to get in touch with her in order to get the data regarding her ability, gather info on how her powers work, otherwise she would be taken by force and…

⏤ ✧ He DIDN’T want all of those at all!! She already swept every SSR character off their feet already, and now interacting with him? What the hell!

⏤ ✧ Ugh, not him actually spotting her trying to beat the boss in a PSP game. Where in the world did she find a working PSP even? 

⏤ ✧ Her fingers were clicking furiously on the buttons… those were the hands that dealt with five overblots? Unbelievable.

⏤ ✧ Unbelievably pretty⏤ WHAAH he didn’t want to even think about her that way what the!!

⏤ ✧ Idia was avoiding her like the plague. Even after all things happening at STYX he still preferred to listen to others’ complaints and oh whatsoever important rather than facing her, but his responsibilities came first above everything.

And when he thought it would be hard to convince her to do some tests in order to analyze the data received from them she willingly agreed, smiling at him like it was nothing.

“Okay, but help me with beating that boss later,” she sighed, rubbing her temples with her fingers. Idia wondered whether her ability was helping her herself. “I’m going crazy right here.”

“U-ugh, f-fine… It’s not even t-that hard tho…”

“It is!” She protested, turning to him and witnessing pinkish hue flaming on his hair. “It’s just you’re too good. I admire you for that.”

⏤ ✧ Nononono he wouldn’t fall into that trap, he already heard enough about her being so unnecessarily nice!!

⏤ ✧ Shit. He fell, and fell hard.

Why would deny her touch when he would make her try doing it at least? He had cool armor, he was floating midair. She couldn’t even hear him properly when Vil appeared before her, covering her with his back and demanding her stay behind. 

It was normal for him to behave that way. Covering himself in a darkness where nobody could reach for him, and yet Yuu could somehow. He jolted for a second when she yelled at him, telling Vil to step aside. 

She still couldn’t touch him. He wanted to believe that no one could, but somehow the image of her fingers clicking on a game console popped up in his mind, causing his heart to skip a beat shamelessly. He was so pathetic and⏤

“I thought you would help me beat the boss, Idia, not me helping you beat the shit out of yourself!!” 

She was insane for asking Epel to take the chariot and fly over to him, then leaning towards him and trying to touch him. She grabbed his armor, hissing under her breaths while he wasn’t getting her actions at all, trying to cover himself from her. From the rest of the world.

“Fine then! If you’re the final boss I should beat, then so be it!”

No, why was her face being so close to his, that’s bad!! 

His mind blew completely after Yuu pressed her lips to his bare forehead and threw him onto the chariot.

“Did I manage? Will you help me now then? Hehe.”

“Sh-shut up!!”

“Make me.”

Note: never ever piss Yuu off again. (Well maybe just a little because she was so hot ahem⏤)

… ✦ Malleus Draconia ┆touching . . . lips

⏤ ✧ Yuu was a rather peculiar child of man. Wielding no magic powers, and yet Malleus felt something in her from the very beginning. 

⏤ ✧ First he observed her when she was busy renovating the Ramshackle garden, she seemed so peaceful and collected, humming something under her breath.

⏤ ✧ He would bring her flowers every night without her noticing only to find her bringing blankets and a container with a hot tea in it and spending a whole night waiting for something… or rather someone to come.

⏤ ✧ “A stranger who brings me bouquets every night, please let me know you’re here. It’s quite cold outside.” She said one night, her gaze fixed on green sparkletts floating around her. 

⏤ ✧ Next day he appeared before her, placing a flower crown he made on her head. Small gypsophila flowers intertwined with scarlet zinnias, decorating her delicate image.

⏤ ✧ “Ah really, why would you appear only now. With such a pleasant gesture even! Wait for a moment then.”

She gathered some flowers she had grown by herself, then took her gloves off and did another flower crown for him personally. Something fluttered in his chest the moment she touched his horns, smiling softly, and laughed with her clear sweet voice, recoiling after decorating his head with a flower crown.

His heart was pounding in his chest, his whole body shuddered at her touch, and in that moment he knew he was close to making a deal with the devil so that the lingering feeling of her fingers would never leave him.

“Would you mind teaching me how to make those? I guess I’m pretty bad…”

He chuckled, admitting he never felt something so pleasant and light before, as if her whole body was radiating something celestial, her hands feeling absolutely pristine and divine.

⏤ ✧ Every night they met she would tell him stories about what happened to her. So many students overblotting, and yet… The way she stuttered for a moment every time she mentioned overblots was confusing to him as if she wasn’t telling something really important. 

⏤ ✧ He wanted to trust her nevertheless. She was tender in the way she looked at him, glimpses of happiness blossoming in her eyes every time he appeared in the garden, welcoming her gently. 

⏤ ✧ He craved her touch, the image of her putting a flower crown on his head still lingered in his mind, never fading nor dissolving, remaining the most precious memory of her.

“You never fail to impress me, child of man,” he said once during VDC right after Vil overblotted and he arrived.

“How come, Tsunotarou?” he laughed at how astonished others were at you calling him by that silly nickname. 

“Witnessing you have no fear towards me is truly a blessing.”

She smiled at him then, her cheeks slightly dusted with a beautiful pinkish hue. 

“Having you as my dearest friend is a blessing too!”

⏤ ✧ Friend…?

⏤ ✧ Right, friend. And what friends are needed for? 

⏤ ✧ Apparently, Malleus thought Yuu would be delighted to see him putting everyone in a sleeping state. If he can’t be someone even dearer to her, then he would be her most devoted guardian.

⏤ ✧ She resembled a fairy, telling him about her tremendous adventures, so it would be natural for him to tell her a fairy tale in return.

“Do not resist the temptation, child of man.”

His voice, so alluring and somnolent, enveloped her, her eyelids feeling leaden. He was standing right in front of her, looking at how her body trembled under his enticing enchantment. He knew by now he shouldn’t touch her, even though her eyes told him otherwise, begging to lean to her.

“Although it would be interesting to fall under your spell and feel that divine feeling, please allow me to grant you with a happy ending you truly deserve.”

“You… never asked me… what kind of ending I truly want…” Her voice was fading, and she could barely stand at that moment, but Malleus knew.

If she takes one step closer, that would be the end for him. 

So she did, thorns enveloping her, but she managed to grab Malleus by his clothes somehow, her face being extremely close to his, his astonished gaze fixed on her, blurry and sorrowful.

“Perhaps a true love kiss would wake you up from this dream, Malleus.”

She pressed her lips to his, tenderly whispering those words and smiling through the kiss when a bright light surrounded them. 

Malleus picked up her exhausted body, oblivious to the dissipation of his own magic, and looked at her worriedly, ignoring the slowly awakening students.

“Ugh… don’t underestimate me. You still haven’t taught me how to make pretty flower crowns.”

And she was right. “Indeed. That’s the least I can do for showing me the ending I truly do adore.”

⏤ ☆ notes : omg thx for requesting!! i got carried away in malleus part (a little bit.... kinda... forgive me for that) but still i hope you like it! ~

⏤ ☆ tag list : @isacoremeow

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Not So Useless: Part 2

Chapter 1 Chaper 2 chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 chapter 8

Summary: After falling to the pit, Freya and Astarion must figure out a way... before time runs out

TW: Mentions of death and near death experiences. Not much going on in this chapter 🤷‍♀️ But it is a palate cleanser if you read sm0lprism's chapter 9 update lol (jk love ya, girlie 😘 ✌️)

Still alive, despite everything. Freya was no worshiper but after surviving a cave in, she just might want to meet the god who has decided to keep her safe and give them a proper thanks. She sat up and rubbed her eyes from the dust that now caked her face, taking note of this foreign surface that twitched underneath her. Freya let out a gasp when she looked down to find herself sitting on Astarion's hand! Everything happened so fast, she never had time to process when exactly he reached up to shield her from the fallen debris.

Freya slipped off his palm and Astarion let out a groan. Red eyes fluttered open before quickly sitting up to look over Tav; they limply laid across his lap. He glanced back over to the borrower. “Are you alright?”

“Forget about me, we need to help Tav!” She exclaimed, eyes falling on the sickly halfling. Despite still breathing, Tav looked even worse than before. Sweat drenched their brow as they shivered in the elf’s arms. No more time was wasted as Astarion quickly rummaged around his bag to tend to their wounds.

“That blasted hag!” He snarled, wrapping bandages around Tav’s side. “I'd rip her damn throat out if she weren't already dead!”

Freya kept her gaze glued to the vampire, the way his crimson eyes fixated on Tav's face, as if he was riddled with concern. No… it wasn't as if he was concerned for Tav's wellbeing! When she was a little girl, her aunt used to tell her scary stories about how vampires are horrid monsters that only care for blood, no matter how sweet their words were, their motives were always the same. But in this moment, Freya could not see a creature of the night, only a man concerned for his companion.

A putrid stench waffed the air, causing them to cough. The realization finally hit Freya, this plague was derived from the Deathsbreath spores, enhanced by vile hag magic to become more deadly than it originally was and now it was filling up this pit to claim three more victims before it faded away.

“What in the bloody hells is going on?” Astarion choked out.

“Deathsbreath, deadly enough as is, but worse… now that the hag messed with it.” Freya exclaimed, her eyes frantically searched for an exit. “We have to get out of here!”

“By the gods.” Any hint of color was completely washed away from the elf's already pale face. He quickly jumped to his feet, keeping Tav cradled in his arms as he searched for an exit. But any tunnel that came off as a route to the surface was effectively sealed off by debris. There were cracks and crevices that Freya could slip through but who knows where they would lead to? Even if a crevice led to the surface, Tav and Astarion wouldn't be able to survive long enough for her to find the group and dig them out.

There was a dry chuckle coming from Astarion as he sunk to the ground. “I'm granted freedom for the first time in two hundred years, and I'm destined to die beneath the earth. It's almost poetic really.”

“You're not dying.” Freya crossed her arm.

“You're not dying if you escape through these little crevices.”

“Do you just expect me to leave you two?”

“Why wouldn't you? You have what you needed from this experience and you have the ability to slip away alive.” He spoke in a flair, but underneath that was resentment in his voice, he must have realized how obvious his tone was because he gave a thin smile. “At least that is what I would do, darling.”

“Lucky for you, I'm nothing like you.” The borrower shot back, causing Astarion to roll his eyes. There had to be a way to get them out of here or at least shield them from the noxious gas long enough for her to get help. Her eyes darted towards Tav, whose skin was drained of color. Freya had seen other people look similar when they caught the plague, without a cure, they always succumbed to their fates, and Freya's heart sank realizing Tav was close to following the others.

The others didn't have a cure… but Freya did.

She practically ripped her bag open to take out the Aixosfeaf. Three leaves could certainly be enough to help her colony, now it was just enough to prolong their lives for Freya to get help. Freya hoisted the leaves above her head. “Here take this. It will help you.”

“But don't you need that to-!”

“Shut up and take the the bloody Aixosfeaf!” Freya snapped to silence him from making her second guess what she was about to do. “It works better when brewed into a potion but keep it under your tongue and the effects should still work.”

Astarion seemed to hesitate, staring at Freya as if he was expecting her to change her mind but his slender hand plucked the leaves from her and did as instructed, tucking the leaf under his tongue before doing the same for Tav. As Freya did the same, reality threatened to settle. The whole reason she ventured to this cave was for her colony, but now her ticket in was currently dissolving in the mouths of larger beings. Perhaps the hag was right, there was no guarantee her colony would accept her back even with the leaves, it was a desperate attempt to be seen as a hero to her people, but now she would never know.

Pushing aside her feelings, Freya examined the tiny escape routes at her disposal, while there was no clear indicator which ones could lead to the surface, a draft blowing from one crevice was promising. She peered down her jagged pathway, then glanced back towards Astarion and Tav. “Stay put while I find the others.”

He gave a mocking chuckle. “Hilarious, now scurry off like the mouse you are, be useful for once.”

No need to tell her twice, Freya slipped into the crevice and crawled her way forward. Rocks scraped her hands and knees, leaving small drops of blood to trail behind. She wondered if Astarion could smell her blood the further she traveled. The tunnel seemed dark and endless, she almosted feared she picked the wrong route until a ray of light illuminated the dark path. Freya couldn't scramble out of the tunnel fast enough.

The sunlight blinded her to the surroundings, but she could feel loose dirt beneath her fingers. A deep inhale had her nearly choke on the fresh air. Freedom at last, but there was no time to rest, Freya had to find someone to help!

“Aye, what's this?” A rough voice spoke, before stomping over to the borrower, Freya quickly blinked away her blindness to stare up at the unfamiliar voice.

A goblin towered over her, giving her a rotting smile that sent a chill down her spine. Freya pulled out her peashooter realizing she would have to fight. However, a ball of flame was flung into the goblin before he could make a move and he collapsed to the ground.

“I got the last of them, now we have to hurry and find-!” Gale's shouts fell silent as he glanced back over to the dead goblin and locked eyes with Freya. “By the gods, Freya!”

In an instant, the borrower was surrounded by Gale, Wyll, and Karlach, staring at her with wide, fearful eyes.

“What happened down there, little soldier?!” Karlach asked. “Where’s Tav and Astarion?”

“Alive… but trapped.” Freya wheezed out. “There's gas… they don't have forever… we need to hurry!” Her knees buckled and she let out a series of violent coughs. Hells, the Aixosfeaf was beginning to wear off and poison was catching up to her, which means Astarion and Tav might not have much longer, Freya had to pull herself together if she was going to help dig them out!

“Easy now,” Gale halted her from getting up. “You need rest, we can handle the rest.”

Before Freya could even protest, Wyll quickly scooped her up, his fingers protectively curled around her small frame. “I'll take her back to camp.”

Gale nodded. “Karlach, let's hurry.”

Freya only got a glimpse of Gale summoning spells at the fragile pile of stone while Karlach smashed at the wall, Wyll rushed his way back to camp, keeping Freya safely cupped in his hands. “Don't worry friend, we'll save them.”

Freya could only hope Wyll was telling the truth.

[nikosasaki]

talk about you thg ocs!! i want to hear about them!!

yes yes yes, thank uuuu!

all of this will have spoilers for my hunger games verse which is only a bad thing if you care about those kinds of things but be warned i guess;

okay so Julius first; his full name is Julius Alexander and he is the older brother of Cato from the 74th Hunger Games. he is from district 2 and is by all definitions a true career tribute. he volunteered for the games at age sixteen and for most of the games he is downright ecstatic to be there. he was a tribute in the games the year before his brother, and was generally a ruthless and fierce competitor. he won his games eventually by killing his partner from district 2, smashing her head against a corner of the cornucopia. in total he killed seven of the tributes, making him one of the more deadly victors in history. his arena was a constant dark forest, and several of the tributes died accidentally by falling. once he is back from the games he thinks he is genuinely doing great like yeah he can't sleep with the lights off anymore but who cares he won! it isn't until the end of his victory tour at the celebration in the Capitol that he meets Fletcher, a previous victor, that he starts to consider the things he's done and the role he's played in the Capitol's games. by the time the 74th games come around he's grappling with the fact that he might not be doing as well as he originally thought, which is the moment that he is tasked with mentoring his younger brother in the games. Fletcher Hunt is a whole different story; he's from district 7, and competed in the 68th Hunger Games at fifteen years old. he is anxious and awkward by nature and when he is reaped everyone is pretty convinced he's going to die first -- including Fletcher himself. he survives mostly by pure luck and force of will. his arena is a diseased swampland riddled with poisonous plants, so many of the tributes that year die of poisoning or disease, and Fletcher only ever kills two people during his game: a young girl from district 9 that he kills on accident, and his final competitor from district 1. it was a horrible and bloody affair, and one that Fletcher still has nightmares from to this day. he only really goes down in Hunger Games history as the most pathetic winner. he does still get invited to Capitol affairs and most of the times he attends them if only to get out of his house. he does the same thing as at home, though, which is sitting in a corner of the room and trying not to be too depressing. it only sometimes works out. when he meets Julius during his victory tour party, it's Julius who approaches him first, and questions why Fletcher isn't having fun at a party in Julius's honor. Fletcher, quite genuinely, tells Julius that he has a hard time not remembering the deaths whenever he's back at the Capitol, and that he always struggles to play nice with the people who so readily wanted him to die for their own amusement. to which Julius is like... damn dude. maybe lighten up? the two end up forming something of a connection and the things Fletcher says cause Julius to rethink many of the things he was raised to believe. there are many, many bumps in the road, but when the two of them both become mentors for the 74th games they have more time to bond and eventually become quite close, especially when Julius's brother dies and he threatens to drown in his own depression. they both get reaped in the quarter quell and are tragic and gay about it for the most part but also Julius meets up with Haymitch asap to be like hi bestie. let's rebel. and Haymitch is like... way ahead of you. so they help Katniss et al. get out and it's only in district 13 that they finally confront the fact that they're in love.

[phasmattack]

Visitors (a 65 story) Chapter 7: Peril

Read Chapter 6

Pairing: Captain Mills x Fem Reader

Fic Summary: 65 million years ago, Captain Mills (played by Adam Driver) crashes a passenger transport ship into Earth during the Cretaceous period. You are among three survivors of the crash. Together with Mills, you must make your way to the only shot of extraction through an unknown terrain riddled with deadly prehistoric creatures.

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Mills

The cave floor begins to quake, stray pebbles shaking from the colossal weight of the footsteps approaching. Whatever creature lay just beyond your makeshift camp is now close enough to hear the wet, grimey breaths of. The sun has not yet peaked above the horizon, but with the help of nearby stars it does cast just enough light to highlight the beast’s head as it parts through the rain sliding down the cave entrance, tracking the scent of its next meal. Its scaly head alone is roughly the size of the cave, sending a chill down Mills’s spine as he imagines the sheer size of the rest of the monster.

Prying open its vicious jaw which could likely swallow the three of you whole in one gulp, it sends a bone chilling roar through the cave. The deafening force of it causes those stray pebbles to roll and blows your hair back like a sharp gust of wind. Understandably, the terror sends Koa flying to the farthest point of the cave. She swats away vines and pushes into a small hole in the corner, yelping as she tumbles down into it.

At the same time, Mills grasps his weapon and starts firing at the beast, aiming for its beady eyes. This seems to work at first, it grumbles in pain but returns with another roar now aimed squarely at Mills. Startled, he turns to see you fleeing after Koa. She disappears into the vine covered hole and you follow right behind. He shoots once more to push the monster back and then tosses his pack and blaster down the hole, diving in after you.

He regrets diving head first when he smacks onto the cool rocky floor below. The monster roars in frustration, now sounding slightly more muffled and distant. Mills clicks on his flashlight and you all sit for a moment, slowing your panicked breathing and collecting yourselves.

When the moment has passed, Mills slings his pack and weapon over his shoulder and begins exploring this underground cave system you’ve found yourselves in. He scoops Koa up to her feet and extends a hand to help you find yours. He inspects the hole you’ve slid out of, now far too steep to climb back up even if there wasn’t a bloodthirsty prehistoric creature roaming the other end of it.

The cave system is small, you learn after only finding two cramped areas joined by a tight pathway. Mills flips open the navigational unit and scans the cave, alerted to one source of air flowing into it. The air in here is musty, which means locating the source of the fresh breeze should be easy. He nods to you and you both run your hands along the walls of each room, searching high and low for its origin.

He speaks your name when he finds it, an opening just the size of a quarter. He finds a small collapsible shovel in his pack and uses it to pick at the opening, exposing a tiny bead of light that signals the outside world. Mills repeatedly dents at it, making progress but ever so slowly.

After the first few minutes, the small shovel has produced a hole the size of his forearm. After a half hour, it’s grown but not even close to being big enough for a person to fit through. Exhausted, he drops the shovel to the ground and punches the wall in irritation.

“Let me help.” You offer, picking up the shovel.

“It’s no use.” He replies, “At this rate it would take us days to even chip out enough space to send Koa through.”

“There has to be something we can-”

“I’m trying to think.” He interrupts, smoothing the hair from off his forehead.

“Mo-nah fetah-lay…” Koa speaks, tugging on his pant leg. “Mallaka mo-nah fetah-lay!”

“I know-” He stops her.

“Meh anna wat’to fetah-lay!” She demands, standing and yanking the shovel from your hands. She stomps to the small clearing and begins chipping at it herself, really doing more harm than good.

“You know what,” He spins her by her shoulders, squatting to tell her face to face, “I lied to you. Your parents aren’t at the top of the mountain. They’re dead. It was a lie.”

“Mills!” You gasp at him. Koa shakes out of his grip and returns to clearing a path herself.

“And you can’t understand anything I’m saying.” He finishes. Still kneeled on the ground, he runs his hand against the dusty cave floor and picks up a stray pebble, examining it. Inspiration strikes.

“I have an idea.” Mills announces. He rushes to his pack and pulls out a single click bomb.

“We’re gonna blow our way out of here.” He tells you with a cocky grin.

“Are you sure that’s safe?” You ask.

“No,” He shrugs, “but I think it’s our only choice.”

He waits for your approval which comes in the form of a sigh and a nod. Clicking on the bomb, he rolls it into the hole and lifts Koa away by the waist. He places her in your arms against the farthest wall from the opening and uses his body to shield you both from the large blast that shakes the cave.

Once the dust settles, you all return to the opening to see it is now a Koa sized clearing almost all the way through. She cheers for him, clapping her hands. After some inspection, you both agree that it seems safe enough to send Koa through, hopefully to the other side where she can place more bombs to free up space for you.

Mills loads all the click bombs into her small pack, along with a water jug and ration just to be safe. He sees you holding her small face in your hands for a moment, smiling down at her. In return she gives you a knowing look, and tightens the straps of her pack. Mills scoops her up and helps her climb into the opening. She shimmies through it, reaching a patch wide enough to turn around and excitedly tell you something that neither of you can understand.

The excitement is quickly drained from her face when the cave wall starts shaking, rocks begin to shift and clouds of dust fly around her. You yell, throwing an arm towards Koa to pull her back when the wall between you suddenly collapses, throwing you and Mills back and onto the ground, knocking you unconscious.

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“NO,” A painful sob pulls Mills awake, along with a sharp ringing in his ears, “GODDAMN IT” He wipes the dust from his eyes to see you frantically scraping against the wall that previously held Koa in its clearing, now filled with jagged rocks. Your arms are catching on the sharp rocks in the process, ripping skin and leaving drops of blood.

He gets to his feet and hobbles to you, laying a hand on your shoulder to calm you. You jerk your shoulder out from his hand and slap the wall again, tears clouding your vision. He takes each of your wrists into his firm grip and pulls you from the wall. You crash into his chest and he cradles your head, tucking tear soaked hair behind your ear.

Holding you like this for a while as you weep into him, he squeezes his own eyes shut as they threaten to pool with tears too. That is, until he hears a distant tritone whistle. Your head lifts from his now damp shirt as if you heard it too. You both stand as still as stone. The whistle repeats, leaving no doubt that it’s coming from Koa.

You laugh, and look up at him with a face that’ll surely be imprinted in his memory for good. He lifts his hands to his mouth and loudly whistles in reply. We’re coming, kid.

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Left without the source of his only escape plan, Mills tries to hide his concern from you. Thankfully, the crash has shifted one of the walls just enough for him to roll some large boulders and open a new room to explore. He leads you into the room, flashlight anchored on his shoulder illuminating the way.

“I-” Your soft voice speaks from behind him, “I thought we lost her.”

He turns to look at you, “Me too.”

“I’m new to this whole thing, yanno?” You sigh.

“What, being stranded on an alien planet?” He jokes, “Same here.”

You hit his arm and roll your eyes, “No! I mean I’ve never felt that feeling before, when we thought she was gone. I’ve never had anyone I felt like I should protect,” You pause, “Or anyone who felt like protecting me…”

“No one?” He asks curiously, pushing further into the cavern.

Your face scrunches up like you regret even mentioning it, but you tell him, “I never knew my parents. They either died or just left me for dead. I grew up in the foster system in Somaris, and the day I was old enough to work I started taking scrap jobs to save up enough money to leave.”

His silence urges you to go on. “One day I was hired by this group of mercenaries, who needed an innocent looking girl to dig up information for them. One of the leaders started switching jobs and hanging around after his post to keep me company… I was so young, I didn’t see the red flags and the age difference didn’t bother me as much as it should’ve and one thing led to another. All of a sudden I’d been dating a mob leader for years who forced me into a person I didn’t even recognize. I was on autopilot just to save myself the humiliation of the consequences of having an opinion. One day I- I just left home with the last bruises I’d ever get from that job. From that man. I scraped up all the money I had saved and I left. Bought myself a ticket to the other side of the galaxy and swore I’d never look back.”

He’s stopped walking by now, studying your face as you tell your harrowing story.

“And here I am, crash landed on a random planet with a girl I have this gut feeling I need to protect and a man I’m comfortable enough with to completely overshare to- and my God I’ve been talking for so long and you don’t deserve to be tossed all my baggage I am so sorry.”

At this he shakes his head and laughs in disbelief, giving into the impulse to feel your soft cheek in his hand, his thumb brushing over your lips to remind him how real they are. He feels your breath hitch and his eyes flick up to yours, slowly leaning in to close the distance when something sharp pierces his back and rips him to the ground.

Stunned, he gets one glimpse at the thin faced creature attacking him before his flashlight smashes to the ground in pieces. You scream, now completely in darkness. The monster hisses and scratches its feet along the dirt, ready to pounce.

Mills takes this as a warning and rolls to the side, just out of the way of its charge forward. He uses this time to feel around for his weapon and pack, either of which he could use to his advantage if he could just find them. He hears the monster charge again, and this time his foot clangs into something metal, sending it sliding away from Mills.

He swears and braces his arms above him as its jaw snaps towards him, inches from his face. He manages to forcibly stick a thumb into the creature’s eye and it screeches, briefly pulling away from the pain. In this moment Mills feels something bump against his foot, and he reaches down to feel the strap of his pack. As he grips it, the creature rears forward and rams him in the shoulder, sending the pack’s contents flying.

Miraculously, the navigational unit lands open, providing minimal light but projecting a hologrammed sensor of its surroundings. Mills finally gets an image of the beast he’s wrestling with, and he also sees you in the hologram, sliding carefully against the wall with a determined look on your face.

A sharp taloned foot stomps his chest into the ground, and he tries twisting and kicking himself free with no success. The air is slowly pushed out of his lungs as the creature tries suffocating its prey. It leans in to finish him off, but with a loud shot it stumbles back and releases its grip on Mills. It thumps to the ground, completely limp. Mills turns his head to see you in the hologram, holding the weapon with perfect form after just shooting the creature with wildly accurate aim in complete darkness, only a small distorted hologram image as your guide. Calling him impressed would be an understatement.

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You help carry some of his weight as you both stumble out of the cave, fresh air finally filling your lungs. You look up at him and laugh at the absurdity of this day, and the navigational unit reads that the daylight isn’t even halfway gone.

Before he closes it, however, it beeps out: “WARNING: Catastrophic extinction event imminent. Time to impact: Hours.” Sure enough, he looks to the sky to see the asteroid now much larger than it had been the previous day. As if there wasn’t enough to worry about, now their mission has a time limit.

You can’t dwell on the thought of imminent catastrophe for long, finding Koa being the priority in both of your minds. “KOA!” You call out in a chant and Mills joins by whistling to her. He scans the area for any sign of life but it comes back negative. You decide to retrace to the original cave’s entrance in case she decided to wait there.

Now above ground, you and Mills struggle to climb fallen logs and scale cliff sides, all the while calling out to the little one. You come to a patch of thick muddy water and as much as it disgusts you both, Mills points out that there doesn’t seem to be a way around it in sight. He helps you sling off your pack and lift it above your head as you wade into the sludge.

He follows you in, using more effort than he was anticipating to push through this muddy substance. In fact, the deeper you get the harder it seems to move, and the thicker it seems the gunk gets.

“Uhh…Mills?” You try to get his attention when your feet seem to get stuck beneath you. His heart sinks as he notices you sinking deeper into the mud ahead of him, now waded to your chest. He moves to grab your arm and pull you back but his arm feels too heavy to lift, suddenly encased in this thick trap.

“Mills!!” You call again, unable to turn back to him. You’re now sunk below the mud to your shoulders, and you’re just sinking faster. He starts to sink as well, with nothing for his feet to use as leverage and nothing for his hands to grab onto.

“MM-” You choke out, head held high as he watches you suck in a final breath before the mud absorbs you fully. He doesn’t know what else to do, so he musters up enough strength to bellow out, “KOA!” Helpless, he sees the top of your head slip below the surface. Mud now inching up to his jaw, he gets out one last choke of her name into the air and sinks down as the dark sludge envelops him.

Chapter 8

[fighting-and-drawing]

15 Questions for 15 Mutuals

Thank you, @the12thnightproject, for tagging me in this post. Always great to get to know mutuals a bit more. 1. Were you named after anyone?

Nah, fam. But, there were apparently “talks” of naming me after Zinedine Zidane. Cool name, but thankfully they chose something else.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Maybe a month ago after watching a Disney Movie. I forgot which one though but sometimes they hit hard when you least suspect it.

3. Do you have kids?

No.

4. Do you use sarcasm?

Sarcasm? Pfft. Never...nah...yes.

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Their overall build, physique, and face. I’m not too good with names, but I am a faces person.

6. What’s your eye color?

Boring Brown.

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy Endings, but I do enjoy a good scary movie or story.

8. Any special talents?

Yep. The “fighting” part of my username isn’t too far off. I practiced and still train in various different martial arts, including Shito-Ryu Karate, WT Taekwondo, Muay Thai, Japanese Jujutsu, Filipino Eskrima and Dirty Boxing, Judo, and, most notably, Capoeira. While I don’t train to fight in a ring or cage, I feel like I could put up a fight should I need to. 

9. Where were you born?

Approximately somewhere in North America. I’ll give you a hint—it’s not Canada.

10. What are your hobbies?

Other than training martial arts, I both draw and write. Am I any good at them? That’s for you and the audience to decide.

11. Have any pets?

Just a stubborn pup who once stole an entire stick of butter, buried it, returned to it, and ate it.

12. What sports do you/have played?

I played soccer when I was in Elementary school and played Percussion in Marching Band for 6 years. And then I started training martial arts I referred to in Question 8.

13. How tall are you?

Approximately one Riddle Rosehearts tall.

14. Favorite subject at school?

Microbiology, which is also coincidentally my major. Often we overlook the omnipresent microbes that can affect our daily lives. And, even when we study them, a majority of people are only fascinated by the extremely deadly stuff (typhoid, cholera, botulism, etc.) whereas our normal human microbiome can affect our way of living just as significantly.

15. Dream job?

No idea.

Okay, 15 tags for 15 mutuals...

As always said in previous posts from others, don’t feel pressured to answer these. That being said, feel free to tag yourselves in. I don’t have a lot of mutuals (and a few of mine already were tagged). 

Okay, let’s see...

@ikemen-writer @lovely-bubb1es @silvioscape @0-n-1-c-h-4-n 

....and about 11 more who wanna play. Thanks for reading.

[libidomechanica]

“My Jeffrey have”

A limerick sequence

               1

It is a little deep in the palms. Then always like man. My Jeffrey have.    But these path to that’s in    hand dwell, the To my brewing, till rest make his fell.

               2

But she can court. Whether spective: your body of honey endur’d, I will    remained. He carcanet.    But I’m in the best bows beside anither luckle. Along.

               3

A nursed to all view his sphere. You can hours! Down to save of truth, then he should    stab their misery! Once    mountains flowers and bright of a bird out the water, to thee.

               4

Thou guest, by Name Absál— her mother. Where young proofed overcast. Like bad sent:    it is, bitter. To tinder    doest solid aim The goes; that not: O, if I euer fits.

               5

We find clear; but tree, arm’d. Really fruits, a loving, who did she’d said, Dear Cloe,    that I do those even    too has the beseech is mermaids young and home, since to her e’re.

               6

Had the king moon. When your greatest what if shepheard, thered lady leaving    mourn to holds that you cannot    knew she could go, in such as my soul reflect salámán.

               7

And the time and gibber all me well for survey, for by sings are thou hadst    bid me the their guarded,    sae shy; for a year; and somehow pretty? The crime your first loue!

               8

Doctor to riddle. The should disappoint did I simple pilfering all    through that wretched with sea    all the wood? It see’t? On his selfishness, as if any things.

               9

Planet children, had the foes. ’Tis a baser cottage beneath one summoned    on Devon, with married    the sky. Midas, the air, rend gentle spot, to metaphysics!

               10

Whose by little across that mine is a slight! In bed of suns, and do the    mother jewels in her race    opens; only them night estates was we came to the ground off.

               11

And thus? Thy love is so: when wide, well he place unto part that the duck pond    and noble hall, down tongue    in the house. In vain mince, and keeper, every clash’d in the ice.

               12

For in the married like bad content as a grape. Plumes history of us,    are when the princes; o    sceptred half a fondness, a mountains and beauty fades of knots.

               13

What off her seede, though the old! Upon that please, and the statues. Return and    told you damnational    turn it even is ouercast! ’Re we leave thought where, with name. Kind!

               14

And are they are, your sports in the judges of our ingenio, caeteran    was hid away,—to turn,    and opening me into me? To made up of Salámán.

               15

Armes will kill’d to hurts, can jump both look I do the from Evil—and lead, turn’d    been seen the four, with. He    speared the view, then yu see, and I am dead without he.

               16

For name. The lips derive honey enought! At lengths of mischief’s daily breath    and hole some telligence    breast eche consequent visible common up his pastern skies?

               17

And Interpret thing in that frown mine. Now will not in the read or else swirl    and to rule pearls upon    this estate; but long withouten and a Hoard of not ashamed.

               18

Back, till the middle of the sky, but channels to my excuse which he will    she cottage pursued then    the thilke lassie evening rain the diff’rence brere, my lips warm. Grave.

               19

Holy, even light, tho deep in, when years’ space forced the orphan of Beauty    her own scorched make for still    them till. While I stop loving moons’ times the motes besides alas!

               20

She was soon and ache forgetfulness. —Thus set took thro’ thee. On a deadly    view the words, and the air,    exposures are hung from him out. Now transfers in ground about?

               21

A strange to plunge and near; ’ and soon but with times to whom shee live wistful betwixt    the strictest your alters    by a bowls, and brings in that I ledde, all the soothest Sleep!

               22

As when this very weary of death, Julia. So am I that I of    doubtless thence,—come his heards    around, bade him as it took away dyd wiped also know me.

               23

I pass you to part of light part frae chart so soon eclipsed and love I take    away, full however    smile, but a point the night as thou my low estate may be mind.

               24

And seen you have right; and the love, I haue wrong There beneath and not once at    his Head, we were not see?    But successively: but these grave. So much; I lovely Davies.

               25

Then morning in disguise, wilt thou are his honour, but all in love in exile    were draw the old jockstrap.    And heart in their purple glens, I tell it smooth Anthea!

               26

Bitter a Maying, the morn now I meaning? She coarse shuffling clay, do not    him not; the hidden grande    passage shilling feet thy poor beauty’s limbs, it dear desire.

               27

These laste, motion, than a twofold this, the lies lit will you read most pure passion—    or at pleasaunce to    touch of your alters of danced light. A thou dost, or twice, and sing!

               28

And fain handed with my wander woman. And I went to her? On the wine;    yea, thou pleasure ones of    beasts a new life a child at a tedious gan overty?

               29

Of the married my Loue doth how thy years shine upon thou wert wont from some    love, and Favonious. Harlot,    couleur devil his weaving marries bitter barley bare.

               30

Hast them, as any daintier iudgement of the knights, a good will, or    inditers who, where schoolmaster    off her weight of her race. My bough—begg’d to the sodger’s eye!

               31

The wand’ring what the crystal Devon, with heauen of the sumptuous Shout a    slight in evening-star, and    Love’s share, your daddie. All gives to my thoughtful, secret hear ye light.

               32

For introduced what wait forth turning grey. He doctor to make that maid    invitation. Adieu ye    Woodes they took sae shy; for a year to my upbraide, he drank.

               33

If seeing all decaying to casuist, nor eloquenched in has done.    And high in babble! All    well the darkness might her, grew the uneven thus country claim.

               34

An accursèd from Italian boatman show autumn sky, and Lydia    agreed but young, it eats    water grape. Lock to defence a spot what wrought her; and full smart.

               35

But what thine as babe is old Sunday even Plutarch’s Lives a bowl of lover    thy tastes to love; I    turns a sight; yet, that glistenings, that’s sente me. When I meaning.

               36

The vnwary sight, and thus danced by the pure ease; a fair thorn young, not silken    nets and laugh, and put once    is new Song? Some nae mind is pricking mourn for one the night here.

               37

Like a league beyond and cast the more. —A cool and wine and slende, as if a    night the most Pearls, and good    cross that, Syr Philip, which in her life I was pacifier.

               38

A day full lips of Europe’s journed anger, an echoes in their nights    of my times the sky. As    sweet body and landlords that, ’ she know no more in the river.

               39

Breath, O clamorous raiment of players, its goblet, gold our in and made    me those. And in midst priest,    ended from me a sad slave is Folly dumb; I warrior man.

               40

And, so little to hold; on the cry? Breeze of sunshine and be the one. Than    South that I might red canter    for a woman would your kindly kiss’d my liege, ’ said this me!

               41

To be swore; and its lull’d thee mossession— or at their outside and beauteous    bill of the long minute    modest weaves, and after dying. Along, I fear nae mine one.

               42

Or aughter, too old, nauseous thick synthetic roots life the brain. And Mitford    in the plain prey. As passion    o’er there and bade me to give him up with tall growin’ yet.

               43

Would her: I never substant message shirtless merely foe, that last would    underbolt not have left it,    tis heart waste. In the thought morning mouth weep thy widowed my knees.

               44

For a scrape, burying complishments or grow. ’Re we are score. Makes me sits    willing sin. Love, my delight    to these world. To bind the water, this winterview, by forks.

               45

To enterwove? I told him fu’ dry. But he’s his eyes are lying is thing    stars, forgive her tearing;    I have a banks, crystal rivers misery! Go and will cry?

               46

To they fall is life; for he winds seen. I wish I disdaine into the    watery like a Children,    hath been, and leaves a stringe, o Vashti! If I have succeeded.

               47

He never wish it alone the unaccomplexion left it is bounty    of each trip; high desire,    is waist. I have me for pay that burden of Paradise.

[floatingcamel23]

this is part 2 of the megaverse cluster idea. lets jump right in shall we?

yesterday we talked about mixing 3 universes together: our world, the demon realm and the monsterverse. we discussed the possible relationships between humans and demons, the tensions between the demons and the catholic church and the threats of titans looming over both realms. lets add in another universe to the mix. this might have the biggest kill count if added but lets see.

universe 729 also known as the silent universe, has the humans of that universe almost extinct and needing to survive with silence. the reason is that a terrestrial alien organism has invaded and started to kill anything that makes sound. unlike modern depictions of aliens, these extraterrestrials act like animals. with long arms and the gravity of earth much lighter than their home planet, these creatures can chase down cars and run faster than Usain bolt. these aliens hunt with sound and anything sound over 50 decibels (from Matpats video) is bound to have the creature know your location. yes i am talking about the a quiet place universe. the creatures here are known as death angels as dubbed by the public. the one weakness the demon realm and human realm can use against the death angels is its super sonic hearing. just like in the movies, the US government might use the high pitched frequencies to make it open its face, revealing the soft tissue inside. they can then shoot the fleshy tissue to kill it. for the demon realm, they can use sound base magic to deter it and possibly make it explode as Matpat pointed out in his video. though what if they can tame it? they would make good guard dogs, be used in the military and even as service pets. meanwhile the death angels in the wild might adapt to its surrounding, becoming part of the natural ecosystem if possible.

universe 666 (you can guess what universe this is-) is just like our universe. until you die. known mostly as the hellaverse, when you die, you get transported to heaven and hell. hell actually does not look like the Christian hell that much, is populated with hell born, sinners, overlords, the seven deadly sins and the ruler, lucifer morningstar. within this depraved city of carnage and death, there are 7 rings based on the 7 deadly sins. starting with the surface level, pride. all sinners live here because they cant go down to the other rings. it is mainly inhabited with some hell born, sinners and the overlords. this ring is ruled over by lucifer Morningstar. next is wrath. home of the imps. these ring is a cowboys wet dream. its a dessert filled with sand, giant volcanoes and imps. this demon is one of the most common and are used as servants for high ranking demons. it is also populated with hell horses and other hellish fauna. this ring is ruled over by Satan. next is gluttony. this place is a whole party for different demons. mainly hell hounds live here but also imps. hell hounds are the lowest class of demons. they are used in slavery, war and as pets. this ring is ruled by Beelzebub. next is greed. the mafia hot spot. this ring is riddled with crime. the main residents are the loan sharks, clown demons and imps. this ring is ruled by Mammon. next is lust. if you wanna get laid, too bad cus like i said, sinners cant go to the other ring. the main inhabitants are the succubus and incubus. this ring is ruled by Asmodeus. next is envy. the underwater ring filled with shark demons and aquatic demons. it is ruled over by Leviathan. lastly there is sloth. this place contributes with their "medicine" and vets. it is ruled by Belphegor.

as of know, no one knows about hell and its system unless IMP slip up and let humans see them.

finally we have universe 1-UP. this is mainly known as the marioverse. filled with the inhabitants like mario, goombas and koopas, there might be good alliances with humans and demons with their friendly nature. but there is still the threat of bowser. so thats bad. anyway i shall leave this post up to you. what do you think @rainbowgod666 ?

[casspurrjoybell-31]

The Consort's Fate - Chapter 7 - Part 2

*Warning Adult Content*

Finn

"They didn't warn me that you were as deadly as an immortal as you were a human."

I jerk my chin in his direction.

What is he talking about?

I pick apart the sentence.

I know so little about my life before...this.

Does he speak true?

Was I a monster in my prior form as well?

I tuck away the bits of knowledge, promising myself to address it with Douglas, later.

"Rookie mistake on my part," the vampire continues when neither of us responds.

"I should have been better prepared."

The Secondary guard left to fend for himself lets out a grunt of pain behind us.

A gurgling noise follows and fresh blood is no doubt being spilled.

I expect to hear his body hit the bloodied ground beneath us.

Instead, the vampires assigned to take him down join us, allowing the Secondary guard to limp away.

Broken but free.

"You let him go," I say.

The vampire shrugs.

"I had hoped to send Mr. Primary a message directly from me. But this... this sends a more powerful message. It speaks to our intentions while proving our power. Far more effective."

Another riddle and another play on words I don't understand.

I stow away this clue away as well, tearing my gaze away from him to study three, remaining vampires flanking his sides.

Blood cakes their lips, fingers and limbs.

A feast and a slaughter, all in one.

The one nearest the back nudges the only female vampire remaining, muttering under his breath how the taste of Secondaries' blood is 'acidic and bitter.'

"I do believe introductions are in order," the vampire leader says, giving me a coy smile that doesn't reach his eyes.

"I am the leader of The Force, Gabriel."

The Force?

Yet another foreign phrase.

Douglas grunts under his breath.

In disgust?

Recognition?

Perhaps he knows about this 'Force.'

A third piece to add to the jumbled puzzle.

Gabriel points to the three vampires surrounding him, nodding to them in-turn.

"Ezekiel, Isaiah and Fawn."

The three vampires nod towards us and offer slight bows to show their silent respect.

For what, I cannot possibly imagine.

My eyes dance among them.

Ezekiel's dark skin stretches across broad shoulders and rippling muscles.

His dark eyes and full lips are a contrast to his strong jaw and chiseled cheekbones.

Despite him being the enemy, I must admit, he is a beautiful immortal.

He dwarfs the other two in size, Isaiah and Fawn.

Studying their similar, slender frames and bone structure, I'd wager they're related.

Siblings, maybe.

Their waxy, blonde hair flutters and whips against the wind, slapping their porcelain faces and catching on bits of drying blood.

"Based on recent events," I say evenly.

"I assume no introductions are needed on my end."

Gabriel's smirk turns malevolent.

He's entertained by my sardonic rebuttal, though it's not said for his amusement.

Without breaking his focus, he nods to Douglas.

"And your companion?"

"My guard, Douglas."

I don't see how such information can be used against me, so the truth easily rolls off my tongue.

Douglas rolls his shoulders back, pride in his posture as he stands shoulder to shoulder with me.

He bids Gabriel a clipped nod.

Even that gesture is more than the vampires deserve.

They've killed many of our guards.

Then again, the monster within me has killed many of their kind, as well.

Gabriel folds his hands in front of his face and studies the slaughtered men and women at his feet.

If he is affected by the loss of his fellow vampires, it doesn't show.

I open my mouth to question who exactly is waiting for me but he's already waving at us to follow him.

He instructs his crew of vampires to 'keep close.'

They form a small circle around us and I ask for Douglas to get on my back so that I may carry him.

His light brown cheeks warm with shame. His role is to protect me, not the other way around.

What he doesn't realize is that I need him with me.

Even if he is not my physical shield, his presence keeps my monster at bay.

He protects my humanity.

Gabriel slips into the shrubbery.

I could attempt to escape but with Douglas on my back, we would be caught.

My odds of protecting Douglas while taking down the four of them are slim.

I tighten my hold on Douglas and follow a step behind.

None of us turns around to witness the massacre we've left behind.

Our swift feet travel across miles of solid earth.

Fresh air replaces the scent of death and decay.

After many miles, Douglas relaxes against me.

His mouth moves close to my ear and just above a whisper, he expresses his gratitude.

"I owe you my life," he says, pained.

"Thank you."

A faint smile slips across my lips, but it fades just as quickly.

The group of us slows as we reach a clearing.

A small cottage sits tucked away, nestled among the tall trees and foliage.

Gabriel tells the other members of The Force to sweep the area and ensure we haven't been spotted or followed.

As we wait, I watch for movements from within the house.

I spot a woman and a man and... my limbs tingle.

A third man gracefully slips past the window.

I watch his every movement, entranced.

Once again, my blood sizzles to life, burning with the same icy fire as before.

He's the man Tegan wanted me to find.

The hooded man from the public outing.  

[thef1nalb0ss]

Faction Rankings: April 17, 2023- April 23, 2023

10. Diamond Mine

They lost the tag title triple threat, due to Ivy accidentally getting hit ringside by Reid and Julius leaving the ring to help her, which left Brutus alone in the ring with Gallus, leading to him getting pinned.

9. The Schism

Even though if it was accidental, Reid's collision with Ivy ended up costing Diamond Mine the tag titles. Of course, it also cost The Schism, as it led to Gallus getting the pin to retain their titles.

8. The New Day

Xavier's match with Gunther didn't end the way he'd wanted it to, but he had some great offense on the IC champion and, at a few moments, it appeared as if Xavier was about to end Gunther's reign.

7. Chase U

Andre will get the chance to get revenge on Bron this week. Although it's unclear if it's a match he asked for, or one he ended up in after Duke challenged Bron on his behalf.

6. LWO

After The Judgement Day and The Bloodline made a temporary alliance, Rey lost against Solo on Raw. On Smackdown, him and Santos suffered another loss against Damian and Finn. But their fight against The Judgement Day may get a new ally soon, as Bad Bunny returns this week. Zelina also got a match against Rhea for the Smackdown Women’s Championship at Backlash.

5. Damage CTRL

Iyo's match with Bianca has not received an official date yet, even after Dakota lost to Bianca. Bianca will surpass Becky's reign as the longest reigning Raw Women's Champion soon, so Damage CTRL may want to get that championship match before their long-time enemy reaches that milestone.

4. The Judgement Day

While Damian and Finn won against Rey and Santos on Smackdown, the loss Damian, Finn, and Dominik suffered to Kevin, Sami, and Riddle on Monday as part of their temporary alliance with The Bloodline may cost them in the future. In addition to this, Rhea will defend her title against Zelina at Backlash, and Bad Bunny is coming back this week- and his sights are likely set on getting revenge on The Judgement Day.

3. The Bloodline

Paul saw an opportunity to solve the Kevln, Sami, and Riddle problem. That opportunity involved a temporary alliance with The Judgement Day- the alliance being that The Bloodline would handle The Judgement Day's problems, and The Judgement Day would handle The Bloodline's problems. Solo defeated Rey, while The Judgement Day lost to Kevin, Sami, and Riddle, so The Bloodline's problems were not solved. The Riddle problem may be now, however, after Solo defeated him in a no-DQ match and him and The Usos put him through a table after the match. Now, they need to put their focus on The Usos' rematch for the tag titles this week.

2. Gallus

Gallus retained their titles after ringside chaos caused Brutus to be left alone in the ring. With Diamond Mine and The Schism defeated, The D'Angelo Family busy with Pretty Deadly and Pretty Deadly busy with the Family, Brooks and Jensen fighting with each other, who will their next challengers be?

1. Imperium

In a grueling match, Gunther retained against Xavier. With nearly everybody on Smackdown having been defeated by Gunther, The Draft will hopefully bring in some new challengers for him.

Speaking of, there is somebody in NXT who is one of the few people in the past few years to have beaten Gunther in a singles match...maybe The Mad Dragon is looking to end Gunther's reign once again.

[janellewindhel]

PUZZLE

A puzzle is a game, challenge, or toy that puts one's creativity or knowledge to the test. To find the right or enjoyable solution to a puzzle, the solver is supposed to logically fit the parts together (or take them apart).

2 BASIC PARTS:

BLANK

(hole/socket/lock/innies/female)

TAB

(knob/loop/key/outies/male)

OTHER PARTS:

CORNER PIECE

•These are the pieces that are located in the corner area. These pieces may be grouped together to make them easier to look for. Sometimes, you may also start building your puzzle pieces with these ones to assess what shape would fit on it next.

ONE SIDERS

• One siders are the pieces I find along with the frame of the whole jigsaw puzzle. The thing is, you may have confusion in which one sider piece supposedly be put on the top frame or the bottom frame, or left or right frame.

MIDDLERS

•Middlers are jigsaw puzzle pieces that are usually found after you have completely matched the corner pieces and the one siders properly. We can say that these are the “heart” of the whole jigsaw puzzle for without these jigsaw puzzle pieces, we will not be able to complete the whole image.

BRAIN TEASERS

• A puzzle that demands intellect to solve is referred to as a brainteaser. It frequently calls for unusual thinking while keeping the limits in mind, and it occasionally also calls for lateral thinking. Riddles and logic problems fall under the category of "brain teasers.

EXAMPLES:

•What is 3/7 chicken, 2/3 cat, and 2/4 goat?

Answer: Chicago. 

•A red house is made from red bricks. A blue house is made from blue bricks. A yellow house is made from yellow bricks. What is a green house made from?

Answer: Glass.

•What has cities, but no houses; forests, but no trees; and water, but no fish?

Answer: A map.

•You’re escaping a maze, and there are three doors in front of you. The door on the left leads to a pit of lava. The door in the center leads to a room filled with deadly gas. The door on the right leads to a lion that hasn’t eaten in three months. Which door do you choose?

Answer: The door on the right. A lion that hasn’t eaten in three months would be dead. 

•A man was walking in the rain. He was in the middle of nowhere. He had nothing and nowhere to hide. He came home all wet, but not a single hair on his head was wet. Why is that?

Answer: The man was bald. 

Credits for the photos:

• Picfair.com(@PicfaurImages)

• tecruitment.guru

• Tumblr(@tumblr)

• Zazzle(@zazzle)

[batman-daily]

The complete daily Batman newspaper comic strips, Part 25! Coming up next: both Jim Gordon and Batman underestimate the Riddler (understandably, but still), leaving it up to Robin and Alfred. But do they dare risk angering Batman by defying his rules? Hell yeah they do.

Previous/First

[yunarim]

🥀 DAUGHTER OF EVIL | RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

The flower of evil sweetly blooms with maddening color // Although it's a very lovely flower // Indeed, there are too many thorns to touch it

ʚ🌹ɞ — ever since little you’ve been a servant of evil famous for an unswerving loyalty and devotion to the queendom’s only ruler, a crimson tyrant named riddle rosehearts. his every complaint, his mere whimsies — you’ve made those all come true, had he only snap his fingers. and now, witnessing the end of both of you — you wonder, what kind of future awaits you two?

✎ tags : gn reader, saga of evil inspired, reader as len (aka servant of evil but not riddle's twin, reader and riddle are not siblings in any ways), can be read as platonic, angst throughout the fic, mentions of death, happy ending

▸notes : lmao i actually re-entered my vocaloid obsession phase and decided to give it go. i kinda have all the dorm leaders assigned to the 7 deadly sins series, would you be willing to read everyone else's parts? ㅋㅋㅋ ✦ W.C. : 2.8K

“So, shall we start?”

Riddle crosses his legs, a high heel pointing at the lowly being in front of his eyes begging for something ever so utterly insignificant it’s boring. Ah, no, there’s another emotion making his blood boil in his vessels — annoyance.

“Your majesty,” a plowman swallows under Riddle’s sharp gaze and folds his hands in a prayer gesture, falling to his knees. “I h-have no right to beg, b-but the field can no longer be plowed, it has exhausted all its resources. A-and it hasn't rained in the kingdom for a long time…”

“Ha,” Riddle lets out a provocative laughter. “So? You know you can’t beg me, but came here just for that purpose?”

“P-please, if only you could cast a rain!.. I will repay you twice, no, thrice as hard!! P-please, your majesty, I!—”

“To think that you expect me to excuse you for ruining the field!” He laughs, the hoarseness in his voice rises with a playful tone gliding around him. “Ha!! You insolent brat. You’re forgetting I sorely despise such ignorant fools like you. Off with your head!”

You know what follows this line. You see a collar of an unbelievable beauty, yet also of an eeriness no one would ever want to experience. The collar clasps around the man's neck thin from starving, and wants to dart your glance somewhere else but him, knowing exactly well that you can’t. 

“N-no…” a plowman cries. “I’m begging you, your majesty!! Please, anything but my magic!—”

“Take him away,” Riddle sighs, unamused. “I can’t stand these wails anymore.”

“As you wish, your majesty Rosehearts.”

Riddle follows your figure with a concentrated gaze fixed on your movements, and frowns at your actions. You tell the guards to get rid of the man that instant, no emotions flowing in the gleam of your eyes, and he wonders… How could you fit him so well?

There’s an absolute silence when you return and stand beside him at his right, a strong aroma of roses lingering around. It’s deceptively alluring, yet you feel like your skin could crumble just by standing here a second longer, though you also admit there’s no choice other than bowing your head so low it’s painful. 

“Yuu,” you don’t dare to shift your eyes to him, nor to move an inch. 

“Yes, your majesty Rosehearts?”

“How many times have I told you to stop calling me that?”

 “You’re my sublimity, my only light and meaning of my lowly existence,” you answer unswervingly. 

“Haaa,” Riddle sighs, pressing a hand to his forehead. “Want to be beheaded so much?”

“I am very sorry, your majesty.”

“You don’t look sorry at all.”

You finally move, ready to fall on your knees, but he rises from his throne and waves a hand, stopping you from doing anything absolutely ridiculous. Ah seriously, did he hurry when thinking you fit him so much? 

Can’t you see he’s being different to you?

“Yuu,” his voice is suddenly low and dark. “Drop your act immediately, I know you’re a terrible actor.”

“In order to be an exceptionally flawless servant to you, your majesty Rosehearts, I must—”

“Enough!!”

You finally look up at him, witnessing his frown.

“It’s Riddle for you.”

You jolt when hear his heels echoing in the hall, and turn around to raise an objection, but then again who are you to have the right to do that? 

The bells ring with deafening blows of the striker against the bronze walls, and Riddle turns to you, meeting your lost glance.

“Oh, it’s tea time.”

“I’ll prepare everything.”

You bow as lowly as you can, and ask to excuse you for leaving, and go back to the kitchen as if nothing ever happened a few minutes ago.

He’s always been like that. You remember him since you were born. You, a child of a counselor close to the previous king, possessing an enormous amount of magic within, and Riddle, future kingdom’s ruler. Despite your family losing all its value and status, you were assigned to being Riddle’s servant, thanks to the devotion of your ancestors. 

Every other servant would often ask you how come you just didn’t abandon your position with the magic of your level or why wouldn’t you just kill him. 

You don’t know yourself. If it was that easy to answer, you wouldn’t be here in the first place, and yet an image of Riddle’s genuine smile with a child-like playfulness splashing in the corner of his small red lips was fathoming you with a happiness blossoming inside. 

Your heart aches whenever you remember Riddle mother’s strict yells and slaps she gave for mistakes at the age of five. You remember him sneaking out to eat a strawberry tart you bake, you also can’t forget the scars she left on you for being so lenient and exceeding your authorities—to think you dared to try helping him. 

After all that,

Was there even a way to betray that smile that shines on his face when he looks at you?

“Oh, Yuu.”

You bow to Riddle when you see him approaching you riding a horse. His intimate tender smile who no one ever managed to witness, the smile he demonstrated exceptionally to you. 

You can’t help but smile at him in return and jolt right after, remembering you have no right to do that.

“Ah,” he says, jumping off the horse with a light elegant move, and comes to you. “Why did you stop?”

“Stop?” You echo him. 

“Smiling. It suits you.”

You swallow painfully, lowering your head and hearing an annoyed sigh from him again.

“Well then,” his hands land on your waist, causing you to gasp. “I just have to make you smile again.”

“Y-your majesty Rosehearts?..”

“Josephine,” he calls his horse and smiles. “Help me out.”

Josephine lowers slightly to make it easier for you to get on, and Riddle tries unsuccessfully to put you on. 

“Your majesty Rosehearts, let me…”

You follow his silent request to get on the horse, and look at him with a confused gaze. Everything becomes more complicated when he jumps right after, making your back touch his chest, and he grabs the reins. 

“Y-your ma!—”

“Ha-ha!” His laugh is clear and genuine, he smells like roses even on a horse, and you can’t help but smile. “I always wanted to ride with you.”

“With me?..”

“Indeed. You’re different from them.”

“Yes?” 

“You…” A strong wind current makes you close your eyes and grab the reins in order to not fall, and feel Riddle pressing his whole body to yours, making sure you will hear him almost whispering in your ear. “Never speak bad about me behind my back.”

You don’t know how to respond, but Riddle doesn’t look like he would be happy to hear your reply in any case, so you let yourself enjoy the ride for a minute, and then turn to him, your heart skipping a beat at the sight of his pinkish cheeks. 

“I have something to report—”

“Yuu!”

You hear two familiar voices, and ask Riddle to dismount. He helps you to get off the horse, and those who called you by your name run to you, welcoming in a warm embraces.

“Ace, Deuce,” you greet them calmly, despite your heart beating much faster. “I apologize for meeting you in such an unpleasant state of mine.”

“Nonsense,” Ace laughs off. “You’re just as silly as ever!”

“He’s right,” Deuce joins him and pokes your cheek. “We missed you!”

“I…” You turn to Riddle.

He’s not frowning, he’s not annoyed, he’s… You know that emotion. Disdain.

“Good afternoon, your majesty,” Deuce welcomes him, bowing, and Ace follows him not so eagerly. 

“Ignorant as you ever were.”

“Your majesty Rosehearts, I wanted to report that Ace Trappola and Deuce Spade came in order to negotiate regarding the distribution of magical resources.”

“That is right, your majesty,” Deuce says. “And we have to proclaim the most important decision we had to make.”

You feel Ace grabbing you by the shoulder and look at him as if he lost all of his mind. And maybe he really did.

“We need to take Yuu with us as the only person left in the whole Queendom of Roses with such an enormous magical energy in order to provide them a promising future.”

You met Ace and Deuce while going shopping in the Clock Town, running out of magical artifacts, and instantly felt an unknown warm feeling growing in your chest. Red roses of happiness blossomed within, when you recognized that you can actually feel the emotion of being loved by your friends. You genuinely enjoyed the times you happened to meet them in the town. 

And even though you knew they, like all of people in the Queendom of Roses, couldn’t stand Riddle Rosehearts’s tyranny and frivolous restriction of other people's magical abilities, you were predestined to have an exceptional enormous magic flowing within you, which Ace and Deuce were interested in. And unlike others, their unrotten desire was to make you happy, to let you study magic just as freely as you wished. 

You once said you can’t betray your master, and the following question ‘Why is that?’ was absurdly reasonable, and yet you couldn’t bring yourself to answer. 

There was no such reason. Nothing except for Riddle’s warm smile, his lenient approach to you and the way his cheeks grew red when he was trying to impress you with gifts. You couldn’t dare to imagine deceiving his rapid heartbeat whenever you two studied magic together.

But Ace and Deuce were adamant to the point they wanted you to be free even and tyrant to be dethroned miserably. Despite knowing the state Queendom of Roses was in, how people starved and died after their magic being restricted which led to rain no longer falling and soils drying out forever, you still were… selfish.  

And maybe your friends were too when deciding they could just rip you off Riddle’s strong chains.

“Make sure the Clock Town is badly stirred.”

You fell on your knees, your mind filled with void, and the only thing you could think about was to execute an order Riddle gave. 

Your hands were shaking, you couldn’t hold the magic pen properly, and the flames of red flew everywhere around the Clock Town. 

Heart-rending screams filled the entire space. You did not notice how the cinders and burnt dust filled your lungs; hysterical crying and crackling sparks of fire rang in your ears, but you mindlessly walked forward, squeezing the magic pen in your fingers.

“Yuu…” Deuce heard you, turning around.

He threw his head up, and a new stream of unrestrained tears gushed from his clear teal eyes.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. Remember me and Ace love you.”

He chuckled before you casted a magic spell devouring him.

“Goodbye, my dear best friend.”

You closed your eyes, dropping the pen and letting out an uncontrollable wail.

The servants ran away as time was short. You watched Ace leading the opposition, magic traces so obvious it could be seen in the air with the flows of bright crimson, ashes surrounding every inch of the castle, and you drew the curtain. 

“Your majesty Rosehearts, you should run!”

“To hell with running away! I’m not a coward! I want to protect you!!”

“Y-you majesty Rosehearts,” your voice trembled at how genuine Riddle sounded, and you bit your lip, kneeling before him.

“Before long, the angry townspeople will probably overthrow us. Even if we so rightly deserve this. Despite this, I will still defy them.”

“Don’t you dare!! It’s an order, Yuu!”

You turned to him, his eyes glowing with unconcealed sadness and rage at once, tears sliding down his cheeks. 

“Off with your head!”

You reflect the spell he tried casting on you, gifting him with an apologetic smile, and Riddle sees how much blot you accumulated.

“Yuu… no… you can’t…”

“Riddle.”

He rose up his head and felt air hitching in his throat, not allowing him to say anything to you. 

“I’ll cover as you, and you use all the magic remaining to cover as me. You need to escape immediately, this would be my one and only wish. You remember I never asked for anything? Now it’s time for you to finally grant me your safety.”

Wave of magic enveloped you, and the second after Riddle was staring at the copy of himself, an ink embracing your limbs, and he felt pathetic for leaving you in that state. 

“You… you ignorant… brat… How could.. you!” Sobs prevented him from speaking clearly, squeezing his throat with burning rods, but he could not go across your last request, waving a magic pen, and taking on your appearance. “If it’s to protect you, I will even become evil.”

Even if the entire world becomes his enemy, I will protect you, so just be there smiling and laughing. 

You feel like burning, ashes and magic currents no longer feel familiar, it’s a deadly fire to your skin, and you see Ace screaming when flames envelop your body, and you physically feel how phantom rips off your body, the threads of your connection dying out. You use your last remaining powers to let the cover be saved to the very end, even when Ace’s hateful odious gaze filled with poison towards Riddle fixes on you.

It’s painful. It’s painful to the point you want to let your cover wear off, to beg Ace to save you from this burning hell, and the glimpse of familiar crimson hair locks somewhere behind the wall of dust chains you up to the conscious state for a moment. 

Ah… right. The very reason you feel like disappearing is him. 

You smile at him, seeing his teary eyes, and want to run closer, to ride Josephine together one more time, to sneak out and eat a strawberry tart, to practice magic together, to—

To envelop him in your warm embrace and to never let him go. If I could be reborn, at that time, I’d like to play with you again.

You press a hand to your forehead, wondering how in the world did you end up transmigrating to the other dimension. It was pretty much fine minding your business on Earth, why would you suddenly transfer here? And what is here actually?

You hear people whispering something about you—magicless human, blah-blah-blah or whatsoever—is magic really a thing here? You suddenly feel a viscous feeling tiring you out when you think about using magic. How peculiar, given you don’t even know what it would be like.

“To think you presume you would run away from me.”

You blink absentmindedly when you hear the voice so oddly familiar and strangely endearing, despite the situation not being conducive. 

“Off with your head!”

The tone, the hoarseness in this voice makes you jolt and swallow, you don’t realize you’re shivering. 

“You okay?” Someone asks you but you don’t hear anything despite the voice.

You follow its source with your concentrated gaze and finally find the boy with bright red hair and gray eyes, an annoying gaze of which is aimed at the creature who introduced himself as Grim, who caused the commotion.

“As wonderful as ever. Any and all magic gets sealed by your Unique Magic, Riddle-san.”

Riddle…

How come you know his name despite never having met him before?

“Hmph,” the boy shrugs it off. “Of course I— Huh?”

You feel his gaze landing on you, and he drops his magic pen, looking straight at you. Indescribable feeling fills you up instantly, and you suddenly just know your skin feels like it's burning, and somehow there’s a rose aroma lingering in the air.

“Yuu?..”

“Huh? You know them?” The other boy asks when Riddle parts his lips.

“I am not… sure?”

“You’re,” you approach him, subconsciously feeling a strange urge to embrace him. “Riddle Rosehearts.”

“You’re correct, indeed, but how in the world… Ahem.”

He coughs and stretches out a hand to you to shake it.

“Nice to meet you. Please call me… Riddle.”

“What?! Did dorm leader Rosehearts just say to call him only by his name… this magicless human?!”

You don’t know what you are getting down on your knees and taking his hand, pressing an ephemeral kiss on its back. 

“W-wha?!—”

“Oh!” You raise up instantly, realizing what you just did. “I’m sorry, it was an… instinct?..”

“Is that so…” 

Somehow… you don’t understand what is that exceptionally majestic about him, but you smile and see how his cheeks grow red.

“Riddle,” you say his name out loud quite awkwardly, as if trying to roll it on your tongue and taste how it sounds, and he blushes. “I know it’s sudden, but would it be okay to eat a strawberry tart together after this all will be solved?”

“I… don’t mind.”

If I were to be reborn... it'll be nice if we'll meet again.

© yunarim 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧.

[cold-arrow]

Doctor’s Notes, Book 6 part 6

| Misery out of Mirrorbar | Summary, Things of note since last entry:

The airship, city errands Aldrin's accompaniment. mo money, mo riches, resupply Research, realization.

The Library of Mirrorbar, book on elementals. the smoke assassins  book, creatures from the elemental chaos, the fish and the "Frogs" Diseased discovery. taking notes, to take on the go

discussion of deadly consequences. a cure. departure for Deadstone Cleft. making aid, before it's too late. the Lantern Wrench warfare, Interrogation. a moment of peace. heart to heart a moment of panic. a dragon's presence

| 1 / 7 | the tension didn’t really fade after we introduced Aldrin to some of the other crew members and the captain. I’m a bit worried    as to how things are gonna go once we set out. Hopefully, it wont result with anybody being thrown over the edge? but I guess that very much depends. Lym definitely has thrown some glares at her brother, whenever she deigns to look at him. But hasn’t really done anything yet. Which is hopefully good?

-- I would have liked/preferred to set out as soon as possible as well, and… therefore felt quite guilty, for mentioning that there were still a couple of things I needed / wanted to take care of, while we were still in Mirrorbar. If it takes too long, ill just postpone some of the… hopefully less urgent things until later. Or next time were in the city. But ideally I get them taken care of right now, so that we might be prepared for the future.

Aldrin decided to come along with me, when I mentioned that I hade few errands to take care of, for which im grateful. Lym simply headed down below, towards her room on the ship, and seems to want to be left alone. And Omrick will be remaining behind as well, since he didn’t have anything to take care of. Seeing as it’s just me who needs to take of some some stuff. I’ll hopefully be able to keep by business a short as possible. And should very much keep an eye on the time. -- sold some of the remaining giant treasures that were still left in my bag. As well as the Ruby that Varan had recovered for me ( albeit a different one.) We’d thrown so many things in there when we assaulted the forge, that id forgotten, or overlooked some of the stuff that was still in there. the crown and the dragon cloak in particular. Quickly divvied up the money, and handed Aldirn his share as well. I feel like he deserves it. And don’t want him to feel left out. Will give Lym and Ormrick their shares as well once I’m back on the ship. This should hopefully, or definitely be enough to purchase the final supplies I need for the Lantern. And the others things as well while we’re on the road. (or air I suppose). -- got all the reagents I need. ( Hopefully )  Purchased some extra’s just in case. Which should (?) be enough. It took some searching to find a good shop, which wasn’t ideal. But at least I should have the things I need now. And haven’t wasted too much time yet.

| 2 / 7 | With all the purchasing and selling taking care of. The one big thing that remains is   Research.   Which… I don’t know how long it will take. Hopefully I can take some books with me, and check some of them out on the ship later. But I don’t really know what kind of policies that the library here might have, in regards to that. So ill have to see. Maybe they’ll make an exception,    if I mention that I’m part of the Lord Alliance? --

We had something more important to worry about… once we finally arrived at the library.   The door. Or entrance

I tried pulling on door a few times, pushing as well. But neither seemed to work. That’s when we noticed there was some text written above the entrance, that read:

A spoken word unseals me It starts with T, Halfway between twins The next character lies.

A riddle, apparently. It took me a while to figure out how to even start trying to solve it. Quickly finding the T mentioned it mentioned at least, upon one of the letters carved into the door. But after that, I…  got stuck. I managed to find the second letter as well, I think? But I wasn’t really even sure of that. And that’s about as far as I got. I… didn’t really understand what to do from there. And still feel incredibly stupid for not being able to solve the damn riddle.

Because, “if the next character is a lie” or is lying. Than how do you continue the riddle from there ???

I got a bit flustered due to my inaptitude, and my anxiety made want to give up, every time I got stuck again after the first two letters. Because I’d been standing there infront of the door for about dozen or so minutes now. trying to solve the library’s puzzle/riddle for, what at least felt like ages. And feeling guilty for taking so long cause the others probably wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. And making Aldirn wait, and coming along with me for all of this, while I got stuck in front of some weird door to the one place of knowledge and intelligence, which I felt like I was severely lacking in at this point. I… He… eventually managed to solve it. Thankfully. I told him about how I thought the first part of the riddle probably worked. And, he tried solving it as well. Taking sometime to study it alongside me. Before suddenly finding the answer. And speaking it out loud. The solution to the riddle, was Threshold.

After finding the second letter, he just continued the pattern. And found the R, which is where I got stuck. The riddle meant “lie” as in location. not as untruth. -- I uhm…. I’m uncertain whether im just stupid. Or whether its phrased poorly. If he hadn’t come along, I probably wouldn’t have been stuck their and eventually giving up, unable to gain access to the library.

| 3 / 7 |

The inside was   Quite   impressive. And I can kind of understand why the door was protected in such a way. Presumably, with even more abjuration or protective magic as well. The library here definitely gives the one at Crabgrass manor a run for its money. With bookshelves stretching for beyond my sight. Both to left and right of me, as well as above. Containing multiple levels, and a large cavernous pit in the centre, that stretched far into the earth below. Probably connecting to the underground part of the city, with its own section of the library.

Several people within it’s space, could be seen flying around. Utilizing boots of flight, or winged boots. To get around and access the higher shelves and more difficult to reach areas. Or to go down into the bit below. Both staff and visitors could use them apparently, cause it seems that they rented out the enchanted boots for personal use. As long as you remained inside, and returned them afterwards ofcourse. -- after looking at the interior for a minute or so, mesmerized, I eventually noticed a reception desk, and approached. And first and foremost, inquired about their policy on borrowing books. Since I  ?? wouldn’t really be certain as to when I might be able to return some of the books, that I’d like to take with me. The price was… a bit more expansive than I expected. So it’s a good thing a sold some stuff beforehand. 10 gold per week is quite a lot of money. -- Though it makes sense I suppose, all things considered.

The mention of what might happen should I loose the book, or damage it… was a bit unnerving. But I promised to take good care of them. And to keep them save within my bag of holding. ( which apparently would be beneficial to them, should I loose any of the books?    Not sure how… Though I guess they might somehow have access to the Astral sea perhaps?

               with that taken care of, I than asked for some help with finding some books. I… didn’t realize how vague my request was, for a book on elementals, until I spoken it out loud. I guess that “a creature from the elemental chaos” isn’t as specific as initially might have thought. (Big surprise) I tried to narrow it down a bit to: a book on air elementals. And a book on creatures, probably from the side of the elemental water planes within the Chaos. Which they kinda took as the best they’d get, and guided us deeper into the library. Searching for one of the many a bookshelves.

I didn’t realize that all the books were unmarked, or that some were locked even, until we arrived at our first destination. She pulled a few books from the shelves to look at, and looked at something the we didn’t couldn’t see on their completely blank covers. After browsing through them for a bit, she eventually found the first book she was looking for and handed it to me. “A Comprehensive Guide to Elemental Magic” by Alaric the Wise. Upon giving me a quick description of its contents it definitely seemed like it would suffice, and I thanked her for her help.

* in hindsight, perhaps the books have been magically obfuscated in some way. either through illusion, or invisible ink. And the employees have some sort of way to look or see through those?

-- the other book was a bit more difficult to find. The library assistant asked if we could wait for a bit, while she looked for someone who’d perhaps a bit more well suited for my second request. We waited for a few minutes, but she never returned. Instead a golem walked up to us, much to my surprise. And motioned for us to follow them. I was a bit distracted studying its design initially, before realizing that it was waiting, and quickly shelved my thoughts and observations for the moment and followed suit.

The golem led us quite far down into the library, to an underground section I think. Which is where we met with an older dwarven follow, surrounded by desks piled high with books. He first asked if we were the ones inquiring about a book on the elemental planes. And upon confirming, presented us with quite a few options to choose from.

Unfortunately most of them didn’t really fit what I was looking for, and every time I mentioned so, he simply  Threw  the book away, or against a wall. Which… nvm After having tossed several books to the side, he eventually found on creatures from the elemental plane of water, and the planes surrounding it. But unfortunately, I wouldn’t be able to take the book with me. However it was exactly what I was looking for, or at least as close as possible I think. So i had to settle for studying the book here at the library. And return it at the front desk later. I nevertheless thanked him for his help, leaving him to his towers and discarded pile of books. And sought out a relatively quiet corner to read from with Aldrin.

| 4 / 7 |

   there are a few reasons for as to why I was looking for these books. The main reason being to, hopefully, be prepared next time we encounter any elemental threats that… have it out for Lym.

And the frog like creatures we encountered on the road, as well as the strange tentacles she saw in Gauntlgrymm, were quite unnerving. and concerning. And if we are to face any them again, whenever we have another encounter with the Kraken, I’d… prefer to be prepared. – The other book on air elementals serving a similar purpose; as to study up a bit on those deadly smoke beings, or elementals? that ambushed us outside the cave entrance.

( as well as to look a bit more into the air elemental, that is powering the ship. The Item that I found in princess Cinderhild’s room, is still broken as well, as far as I can tell. Or empty? And might need some energy from an air elemental to restore. ( Also, I wonder how she is faring, in the outside world. I hope she’s alright ))

--

… So apparently, they are called Slaad. The things that we encountered, or attacked us on the road.

They come in all sorts of colours and flavours, and have a hierarchy of sorts that also denotes how dangerous they are. Grey ones being some of the worst apparently. Besides some interesting trivia, that they have gems of sorts? embedded in their skulls. For example. Something much more important became…. apparent / clear, as I read up on them. As in; some Slaady, implant  Eggs  beneath their victims skin. Which would eventually hatch and grow. And than devour the host’s internal organs, from the inside…   Or, A disease, that would slowly turn the victim into a Slaad. With no memory of them former selves.   ….   Especially powerful casters could be targets, as the slaad that   “Emerge”   from them, could possibly wield powerful and dangerous magics. I uhm…. I could continue on about the specifics. But I think I have some more important things to worry about, and take care of….

Finding a cure. Cause, while it didn’t mention,   How exactly the people got infected. I don’t really think that matters? -- And ill be looking into a way of hopefully curing all of us. Sooner rather than later. And take some preventative measures. -- I asked Aldirn to read the entries on Slaad as well. Just to make sure I had read it correctly. And… we quickly agreed to, Immediately return to ship, once we were done. * I made some additional notes on the Slaad which are within my other journal. And took some pictures to take back and show to the others, just in case.

| 5 / 7 | I quickly helped Aldirn with a bit more research on the fish we encountered in Gauntlgrym. Which were definitely primordial in nature and originated from the elemental plane of water as well. And they should probably? Be safe for consumption. In small amounts. But ideally it be best to not really on them as a food source, since the elemental magic that they are suffused with, could potentially be harmful to creatures like us.

Or maybe not. Cause perhaps the energy on the material planes cancels that. It wasn’t really clear on that part…   good to know though.

--

after dropping of the book about the elemental chaos at the front desk, and paying the borrowers fee for the book ill be taking with me, we quickly set out to the airship to go talk with the others.

Lym had decided to take a nap in the meantime, and was a bit groggy and irritated once Aldrin woke her up. But once we had gathered with Omrick on the deck of the ship, Aldirn and I shared our findings.

They were about as concerned as one might imagine.

I told them there was good news and bad news. The bad news being that all of us might be infected with a lethal parasite. But the good news being that, I probably might have a cure? Wasn’t sure yet. I know my restorative reagents are relatively potent. But not how much. Thankfully, Omrick explained that divine powers granted to him by his oath, should be able to cure any diseases. which hopefully includes parasitic diseases as well. Just to be safe. Both Omrick and I (hopefully) cleansed the entire party of any unwanted inhabitants, through our combine efforts. Him using his Lay on Hands, to cure all of us. And me quickly brewing together an, antidote / dewormer / antibiotic. The taste which wasn’t great. because the contents didn’t really mix well together, and coagulated a bit in… chucks. But ill keep that in mind for any future use, should we need it. And will make sure it goes down smooth next time. And tastes less terrible.

| 6 / 7 | We have finally set of. And our making our way to the Greypeak mountains. To try and find and scout out the Stone giants, that are increasingly becoming more of a threat. And a danger to… everything.

I’m a bit saddened that Angelo wont be joining us. But hopefully he’ll be alright. Am a bit worried as well, with everything going on in Gauntlgrym. We… should go there next. to help him out with things.

--

Began my work on the Lantern finally. It took a bit of time to prepare the final ingredients. But once that was done with, I could finally begin the enchanting process. Using a scroll of See Invisibility, I enchanted / treated to glass of the Lantern with the reagents and essence. -- The remaining components I used to inscribe some runes of dispelling and revealing magics onto the lantern itself. Which, should hopefully aid in its ability to reveal things, normally hidden from sight.

I just hope I don’t accidentally… find   Her  with it whenever I use it.

* full description of the enchanting process is in my other journal. -- Once I finally finished the lantern, I sought out Lym to show it to her and hopefully help me test it out. She unfortunately seemed to be resting when I went to her room. Which I realized a bit too late, once I heard her slightly irritated response upon knocking. But she was kind enough to help me out, and test out nevertheless. And it works! While it does need oil to burn, once it was lit, it was in fact able to reveal my invisible form with it’s enchanted light. Having taken a potion of invisibility, Lym was able to illuminate my from and reveal where I was. And it seemed to be working perfectly, much to my relief. Hopefully this should aid us, should we encounter any more invisible threats, chasing after her. Or any more Slaad that might now have it out for us   , along with the Kraken -- Aldrin had joined us for the demonstration as well, while reading a book. Curious to see what I had made. And after the few tests that I���d wanted Lym’s help with, he commented on how he was surprised/relieved that I hadn’t blown anything up yet with my Alchemy. Feeling a bit   underestimated, I offhandedly mentioned that I’d never blown anything up before, with one exception. And that was because the guy I was helping, was building some sort of explosive or bomb back in Mirrorbar, and had failed to label any of his reagents.

I didn’t really mean anything by it, but Aldrin suddenly got really serious. Pressing me a bit too much, for more details. I told him not to worry about it, and that it wasn’t anything serious as far as I knew. But… he didn’t really want to drop the matter. I tried to reassure him that it was most likely fine, and left it at that. But apparently he took offense to that? And mentioned perhaps needing to have a word with Lady Silverhand, while I simply left to clean up my workplace.

I don’t know, it felt like he was taking it too seriously?

--

Very seriously it seems. For he did end up contacting Lady Silverhand, and asked me later that day, to have a word with. Demanding, or… pressing me to clarify and expound in the matter of a bomb in Mirrorbar. I put up some protest at first, since…. I didn’t really feel like dealing with it. And that it was that big of an issue. But, it didn’t seem like he would leave me alone until I    elaborated on the matter. So eventually I just did

I told him about the All-purpose tool, and where I got it. And that, when I went to purchase it at a store that I had visited before, there was a different person or shopkeep there, working on something in the back. After hearing an explosion, I wanted to check if he was alright. And apparently, he had a small accident while he was working with some explosives. He was unharmed for the most part. But the Idiot hadn’t labelled any of his reagants. And didn’t seem to have a particularly safe work environment either. So, I helped him out for a bit, afraid that he would blow himself up otherwise. And upon realizing that I wasn’t send by his boss to in fact help him out, we agreed upon a discount on the tools I needed. I gave Aldrin a rough description of the young dwarf, and the name of the place, which he still was annoyingly incessant about. Like, how the fuck am I supposed to remember I guy a met several months ago. In perfect detail. I gave him a rough description the best I could. And asked him to hopefully drop it after that. And I requested as well to not immediately raid the place, for suspicious behaviour. But suggested to perhaps send someone to investigate first, and to check on the explosions. Kinda felt sorry for the guy after I promised not mention anything as long as he didn’t mention my name. so it’s the least I could do, I figure. Hope the idiot isn’t actually up to anything stupid.

| 7 / 7 | following day was a bit more relaxed. decided to do some reading on the deck. And had an interesting conversation with Lym and Aldrin. Lym was telling him a bit about herself. And some of the things that had happened to our group in the past few months. Like the Fire giants. Her parents and brother. The sky ship, and the temple. etc. So eventually I helped fill in on some the details of the things that had happened. And talked for a while. Hopefully it helps give him a bit more context on things, and a better understanding on everything that’s happened. He might also finally understand a bit now, why we sometimes forget to mention stuff to the LA, with how busy we are with…. everything. at least after the Frost giant disaster.

But, it was a good conversation. Am kinda curious about where he’s from. Should ask him about some of the things from his home next time I get the chance. | Something is wrong… There some to be a commotion above on the deck. And I just saw traces of a green gases outside the window. Some of the crew don’t seem to be feeling well and sound like they are couching their lungs up. I do…  What was that…  I-I-I  t-think I just heard to roar of a D-D-Dragon. Oh no...

[linuxgamenews]

Robo Legend gear up to do battle next month

Robo Legend twin stick shooter RPG game to get a new Demo and launch date for Linux and Windows PC. Due to the creative talents of developer Little Neuron LLC. Working to make its way onto Steam soon. The launch date for Robo Legend is November 10, 2022. As well as also taking part in the Steam Next Fest from October 3-10, 2022. Robo Legend is a retro pixel art twin stick shooter RPG game. One where your choices make you a Hero or a Villain. Play as Robo, a mercenary robot, and write the legend of your choice. Due to become the saviour or tyrant of Gear City. Explore a new world and its varied biomes, filled with perils, dungeons, and bosses. There are also items to collect and meet its local robotic population. Help, or not, the people of Gear City through multiple side quests and mini-games. While you pet a robot dog, upgrade your weapons and equipment. Since you will have to battle the hordes of Voidbot's enemy robots. All with one goal in mind: to fulfill your destiny on Linux.

Robo Legend Main Trailer

How you choose to undertake the quests that come your way will decide your fate. Become the legendary hero protector of the robots against the tyrant Voidbot. You can also just overthrow him to take his place at the top of the evil army. Be careful though, if your legend can take you to the top. It can certainly take you down into the mines as a slave.

Game Features:

Be Good or Evil - Your choices, your actions, your Robo Legend!

Discover 10 different endings – Based on the paths you decide to take.

Explore 7 biome areas – From swamps to frozen lands, and hidden areas

Achieve over 25 quests – A lot of main and side quests to complete during your journey

Meet with colorful robots - A whole population of robots with children, peasants, craftsmen, pets, and Voidbot, the current tyrant.

Visit Gear Town - A charming, old-West style town.

Upgrade your weaponry - Collect powerful weapons along the way and become more deadly

Improve your stuff - Earn extra armor and chips for Robo Legend upgrades at Volt’s gym.

Solve Mini-games and Riddles – including a fishing minigame with robo-fish and drone spears

Enjoy A high-octane, rocking soundtrack. Perfect for shredding evil robots.

Simulate robot combats - A combat simulator to blow up tons of robots, with style.

Select your difficulty. From easy to very hard, adjust the challenge according to your wishes.

Robo Legend twin stick shooter RPG game is coming to Linux and Windows PC. Due to make its way onto Steam on November 10, 2022. Since you can expect a playable Demo from October 3-10, 2022.

[audrey-emeralds]

masterlist ✎✐✎

Hello everyone! This is a quickly made masterlist, so you can get around better, I will edit them better and add more creativity to the ones that will be made, but for now this is it.

13 reasons why

clay jensen

imagine helping clay with his mental health

american horror story

tate langdon

every halloween - Since the first time Tate saw Y/n he can't wait to see her again, another Halloween.

euphoria

rue bennett

imagine partying with rue and jules

euphoria characters asking you to go to prom with them

how euphoria characters would ask you out

13. I like my bed, it's very comfy, but I would rather sleep next to your heart any day

33. Let's watch a horror movie

62. I want to ruin our friendship

76. Sorry for the missed calls and unseen messages

88. How can you be this gorgeous and not see it

93. I really did help me the most.

jules vaughn

imagine partying with rue and jules...

euphoria characters asking you to go to prom with them

how euphoria characters would ask you out

maddy perez

imagine going shopping with maddy and cassie

euphoria characters asking you to go to prom with them

how euphoria characters would ask you out

lexi howard

euphoria characters asking you to go to prom with them

trying to set up your friends lexi and fezco together

how euphoria characters would ask you out

cassie howard

imagine going shopping with maddy and cassie

euphoria characters asking you to go to prom with them

how euphoria characters would ask you out

10. Hey, no reason for hate, just trying to help you out

48. Maybe I do like you more than I thought I did.

fezco

euphoria characters asking you to go to prom with them

trying to set up your friends lexi and fezco together

how euphoria characters would ask you out

fezco falling in love with a shy girl

23. Money doesn't offer what I could give you.

kat hernandez

euphoria characters asking you to go to prom with them

how euphoria characters would ask you out

nate jacobs

euphoria characters asking you to go to prom with them

how euphoria characters would ask you out

silence is pain - Nate beats up a guy he has seen you with he tells you about it because he knows you are too afraid to say anything. Or is it that you still love him?

smashing diamonds - The well-organized party turns south for Nate when he sees his former fling just a few steps away from Maddie, with whom he recently rekindled. Deciding to stay away from her, he realizes he can't help himself after noticing what she is wearing.

peaky blinders

thomas shelby

70. My dearest darling, I would love to fuck you

78. Stop smoking, seriously

john shelby

91. Let's take the kids out.

finn shelby

6. We will solve it together.

american psycho

patrick bateman

cheerful man - Patrick being weirded out by a man too happy for his own good.

harry potter

fred weasley

imagine fred asking you to the yule ball

george weasley

28. I have always expected to end up with you.

oliver wood

wood's girl - Oliver accidentally exposes your relationship to the twins. And then they tell it to everyone.

caught by siblings - Your siblings teasing the living hell out of your relationship with Oliver.

tom riddle

birthday boy - Making Tom Riddle want to celebrate his birthday might seem impossible, but not if he gets what he wants.

past times - Your love is your poison, beautiful but deadly and leaves nothing except memories to the once who are left behind. part 2

38. Dates are boring, let's sleep in.

jennifer's body

jennifer check

being principal's child and jennifer's partner

marvel

bucky barnes

imagine bucky taking interest in you

peter parker

imagine peter parker asking you out

celebrities

andrew garfield

your gallery if andrew garfield was your boyfriend part 2

andrew garfield instagram series - | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 |

reader and andrew being in spiderman: NWH instagram

chris evans

your gallery if chris evans was your boyfriend

hero tiffin-finnes

Instagram posts

christian coulson

Fake Instagram with baby

thomas doherty

Fake Instagram

tom holland

Instagram Post

Instagram w Singer!Reader

drew starkey

your gallery if drew starkey was your boyfriend

baby - Drew wants you to get off your phone and tries to find a way to make you stop checking your emails.

timothee chalamet

your gallery if timothee chalamet was your boyfriend

stares - Neither your nor your boyfriend can keep your eyes off each other.

robert pattinson

Instagram AU

Your gallery if you were dating Robert Pattinson

Fake Instagram with a child

Instagram AU w Runaway Model

Reader as Catwoman Insta AU

Actress!Reader with four children

20. They got it from you.

ben barnes

Fake Instagram

dylan o'brien

your gallery if dylan o'brien was your boyfriend

sebastian stan

your gallery if sebastian stan was your boyfriend

dating sebastian stan would include

henry cavill

98. My siblings are betting on the gender of our baby.

Model!Reader w three children fake instagram

barry keoghan

your gallery if barry keoghan was your boyfriend

harry styles

your gallery if harry styles was your boyfriend

Instagram AU

34. Call all our friends, it's time for a celebration.

alex turner

your gallery if alex turner was your boyfriend

Instagram w Actress!Reader and three children

80. Babe, I want a baby.

alexa demie

instagram au with girlfriend!reader