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devildomwriter · 1 month

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Ten Manga I Think They’d Enjoy #2

Lucifer

He likes manga that reads like classic literature, dark stories, mysteries, psychological stories, and occasionally something sweet or cute

Children of the Whales, Mujirushi, PTSD Radio, Requiem of the Rose King, Shadows House, The Summer Hikaru Died, Togue Oni: Primal Gods in Ancient Times, Gachiakuta, Your Lie in April, Drops of God

Mammon

He likes stories involving his personal hobbies like working on cars, gambling, etc. he also enjoys funny stories and secretly cute romances or relatable romances

Play it Cool Guys, Bleach, Chibi Vampire, Daily Lives of High School Boys, Fire Force, I Belong to the Baddest Girl at School, I’m a Wolf But My Boss is a Sheep, My Monster Secret, Skip and Loafer, The Muscle Girl Next Door

Leviathan

Leviathan loves everything but he’s especially a fan of gaming manga, magical girls, monster girls, isekai, and the classics

A Centaur’s Life, Jobless Reincarnation, Yashahime Princess Half-Demon, If Witch Then Which, Banished From the Hero’s Party I Decided to Live a Quiet Life in the Country Side, My Clueless First Friend, Far-away Paladin, Geek Ex-Hitman, If the RPG World Had Social Media, Komi Can’t Communicate

Satan

Satan loves manga that reads like classical literature but he also loves stories about cats, dark mysteries, psychological stories and ones with characters he finds relatable

Case Study of Vanitas, Cat + Gamer, XXXHolic, Haunted Bookstore, Skull-Face Bookseller Honda-San, Vampire Library, Heavenly Delusion, I’m the Catlord’s Manservant, Infernal Devices, Library Wars

Asmodeus

Asmodeus mostly enjoys romance whether it’s cute and fluffy or extremely erotic

Nana to Kaoru, We Can’t Do Just Plain Love, We Started a Threesome, I Want You to Make Me Beautiful, In to the Tentacle Cave, Who Wants to Marry a Billionaire, Training Mr Sakurada, My Androgynous Boyfriend, Birds of Shangri-La, Interspecies Reviewers

Beelzebub

Beelzebub is a big fan of manga involving food but he also enjoys a good action adventure and sports manga

Crazy Food Truck, My Deer Friend Nokotan, One Punch Man, Restaurant to Another World, Let’s Eat Together Aki and Haru, How to Grill Our Love, Giant Spider and Me, Hajime no Ippo, How Heavy Are the Dumbbells You Lift?, Plus Sized Elf

Belphegor

Belphegor likes stories with relatable characters which can be hard to find but he also loves adventures, horror, and Slice of life; he’s a little all over the place

Servamp, Soara and the House of Monsters, Jujutsu Kaisen, Rurouni Kenshin, You Have No Human Rights, Uzumaki, SINoALICE, Gannibal, The Tree of Death, Dorohedoro

Solomon

Solomon loves compelling narratives, dark psychological stories, stories that take a deeper look a humanity and immortality, and one’s that involves demons/angels/sorcerers. He does also love cat books like Satan

Ancient Magus Bride, Blood on the Tracks, Bloody Mary, Of the Red Light and the Ayakashi, Demon Diary, Dr. Stone, Emanon, Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure, Magus of the Library, Mob Psycho 100

Thirteen

Thirteen is a little all over the place, she likes to see what’s popular but she also enjoys slashers, one’s that take a closer look at death and spirits, and dark romance

Duke of Death and His Maid, Executioner and Her Way of Life, Ghost Reaper Girl, No Longer Allowed in Another World, Versailles of the Dead, Your Turn to Die, Chainsaw Man, Your Letter, Solanin, Corpse Party

Simeon

Simeon enjoys reading manga that have some religious aspects, he likes ones about authors since they are relatable, and he enjoys some random ones here and there that are cute or funny. He’s also a sucker for a pure romance

Ceres Celestial Legend, Handa-Kun, A Witch’s Printing Office, Lord Hades Ruthless Marriage, Takopi’s Original Sin, Ride Your Wave, Haru’s Curse, Blank Canvas: My So-Called Artists Journey, Our Dreams at Dusk, Blue Flag

Raphael

Raphael canonically likes coming of age sports dramas. I believe he’s also he amused by one’s involving ant Christian aspects about angels and demons, heaven and hell. He also enjoys one’s that include his hobbies like security, military, and anything to do with fashion

Cheeky Brat, Waiting for Spring, Blue Box, Kuroko’s Basketball, Yowamushi Pedal, Ran and the Gray World, Mame Coordinate, Cinderella Closet, Kamikaze Girls, Anri a Shoemaker

Luke

Luke loves to try everything but his books are monitored to make sure he doesn’t stumble upon anything inappropriate for his age ana angel status. He loves ones about food, animals, adventure, and a good slice of life or 4-panel.

Cat Massage Therapy, Yu-Gi-Oh, Pokémon Adventures, Animal Crossing, My Little Pony: The Manga, Story of Seven Lives, Star Wars: Rebels, Dragon Ball, Disney Twisted Wonderland, Cardcaptor Sakura

Michael

Michael enjoys funny books, one’s that take a closer look at humanity and war, classical adaptations, and one’s involving angels and demons.

Record of Ragnarok, I Had That Same Dream Again, Skip Beat, Angel Sanctuary, Homunculus, The Ephemeral Scenes of Setsuna’s Journey, Alpi the Soul Sender, X, Ballad x Opera, Legend of the Nymph

Mephistopheles

Mephistopheles likes books that involve history, nobility, prestigious jobs, mystery, and equestrian sports. He also enjoys one’s about demons and servants.

Chronicles of an Aristocrat Reborn in Another World, Great Jahy Will Not be Defeated, Villains Are Destined to Die, Vinland Saga, Cantarella, Kingdom, Blade of the Immortal, Ron Kamonohashi: Deranged Detective, How a Realist Hero Rebuilt the Kingdom, Ajin

Barbatos

Barbatos prefers books that are dark and disturbing as well as insightful books on time, immortality, grief, morality vs law, etc.

Coffee Moon, Drifting Classroom, His Majesty the Demon King’s Housekeeper, The Maid I Hired Recently is Mysterious, Horizon, The Lady and Her Butler, I Sold My Life For Ten Thousand Yen Per Year, Homunculus, Parasyte, Yokai Rental Shop

Diavolo

Diavolo absolutely loves cute family manga, funny manga, one’s that involve demons and angels, cute romances, and exciting action and adventure. He isn’t picky and will read anything if it’s been recommended to him.

Correspondence From the End of the Universe, Soul Eater, Given, In the Clear Moonlit Dusk, Juana and the Dragonewt’s Seven Kingdoms, Terrified Teacher at Ghoul School, Thigh High, Delinquent Daddy and Tender Teacher, Hate Me But Let Me Stay, Hinamatsuri

#obey me shall we date #obey me headcanon #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me solomon #obey me thirteen #obey me simeon #obey me raphael #obey me luke #obey me mephistopheles #obey me barbatos #obey me diavolo #manga reccs #no manga has affected me like you have no human rights

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nocasdatsgay · 4 months

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Clandestine Negotiations

Pairing: Cassian/Eris | Rating: M | Word Count: 1000~

Summary: Cassian is sent to Autumn to renew the treaty between Autumn and the Night Court

Warnings: None | Read here or Read here on ao3

A/N: This was a request a long time ago (April) from this anon. Sorry it took so long. There isn’t smut. I’m sorry for that. Also this is not a cheating fic just throwing that out there. Border by @tsunami-of-tears

Gen Tag List: @hieragalbatorixdottir @mybestfriendmademe

Cassian made his way into the Autumn Throne room, disregarding the frowns of the guards. When he entered he found Eris lounging on the throne, his leg crossed on his knee looking bored. Postering was what he was really doing. He knew Cassian was coming and somehow his nonchalance was in itself an act.

“Lord Eris,” Cassian let his voice boom in the nearly empty room. He hated having to use his title. Little Shit was what he wanted to call him. “I bring greetings from the Night Court.”

“I thought Rhys was sending the pretty one.” Eris made a face, crinkling his nose at Cassian.

“I am the pretty one, you just have poor taste.” Cassian grinned.

Eris quirked a brow, a hint of a smile on his lips. “Someone’s learned the art of a good quip. Have you been practicing in a mirror?”

“There is only one thing I do in front of a mirror, High Lord,” Cassian said before he could stop himself. “And I definitely don’t need practice for it.”

The innuendo hung in the air between them. Then Eris let out a laugh.

“Cocky bastard,” he said, standing. “Come along, I don’t have all day.”

Eris stood and straightened his clothes. Cassian noted the tighter white tunic that clung to his form and the similarly tight brown trousers. He bit the inside of his cheek to keep his scent in check. Eris was always good looking but when he tried- he was a down right devil. Cassian relaxed his wings as he followed, the side corridor empty of even guards. He openly stared at Eris as he walked in front of him, those fucking tight pants excentuating the curve of his ass. Gods he was going to murder Rhys for sending him.

They entered a side room a few doors down. It wasn’t the usual conference room; smaller with a round table in the middle. At least the chairs had a low back for his wings. Cassian looked over at Eris as he pulled a stack of paper from a pocket realm and sat them down on the table. He could see the tension in his shoulders from where he stood by the door.

“You look stiff,” Cassian’s voice rolled out in a low rumble. “You need help with that?”

“What I need is for you to stop flirting,” Eris grumbled. “We have a negotiation to discuss. Rhys thinks he’s so fucking clever.”

“Why is that?” Cass grinned.

Eris cut his eyes up to him. “He thinks he can send a pretty face to distract me.”

“I thought you said I wasn’t the pretty one,” his grin widened.

“I lie when it suits me, you know this. Now sit.” He gestured to a chair at the table.

“Do I get a reward if I behave?”

Eris didn’t react. Instead he sat across from him and ignored that remark. Cassian sat down and they proceeded to review each and every single document. An hour in and Cassian’s eyes were crossing at all the terms and conditions Eris was laying out for his agreement renewal. Nothing was changing- just the annual review.

“How many more of these do you have,” Cassian groaned, laying his head on his arms that rested on the table.

“I can add at least 20 more pages if you keep grumbling.” Eris crossed his arms and leaned back in his own chair. “If you’re bored, you can call Azriel to take your place.”

Cassian lifted his head and shot him a glare. It only made Eris smirk at him.

Eris added,“that’s what I thought you big oaf.” Oh how Cassian was going to fuck that sarcasm right out of him when this was over. “Focus, and I’ll give you a treat.”

“Can’t we take a break?” Cassian tried to ask nicely.

“Your idea of a break cost me a table last time.”

“Only cause you said ‘harder’.”

Cassian didn’t regret breaking that table. He doubted Eris did too and just threw something out to try and embarrass him. Eris’s amber gaze flickered over Cassian as he sat up. The High Lord once again rolled his eyes.

“There’s literally only thirty pages left.”

“Thirty too many.”

“Impatient brute.”

“You know Rhys doesn’t care about this. If he did, he’d be here himself.”

Cassian crossed his arms against his chest again. He could smell Eris from across the table no matter how much the High Lord tried to dampen his scent. Cassian didn’t hide his own. The whole room would stink with it for all he cared.

“I could have slipped something in the contract in these last thirty pages.” Eris had that arrogant smirk on him- his lying one.

“Rhys knows you’re a good enough male to not do that. This is just for theatrics.”

“Rhys only thinks he knows what kind of male I am.” Cassian chuckled at the annoyance in his tone.

“I know what kind male you are.” Cassian lowered his voice. “A very, very good one.”

Eris was on him immediately. He laughed as the normally stoic High Lord pressed his lips to his own and straddled his lap. Eris could say what he wanted, Cassian always got what he wanted. Always. His hands immediately grabbed his ass to pull him up his lap. He also opened his mouth a little coaxing Eris to deepen the kiss but the High Lord wasn’t having it.

“You know I can’t stand when you do that, you absolute bastard,” Eris pulled back and worked at Cassian’s clips but not making much progress. “Take these off before I burn them off.”

“These are my good leathers. You burn this off, I’ll have Rhys send Azriel next time.”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, General.” His amber eyes blazed as he smirked. “Though maybe next time Rhys can send you both.”

“No,” Cassian scowled. “This is our time. I am not sharing it.”

Eris hummed. “Not even with say, Nesta?”

In a swift movement, Cassian was up and tossed Eris onto the table hard. Eris’s moan was almost a growl and he shoved the papers aside, some falling onto the floor. It took Cassian a moment to realize exactly what Eris did, especially with him smirking at him.

“Ass.”

“I can play your game too, General.” Eris sat up on his elbows. “Do not break this table or I’m billing your High Lord for damages.”

Cassian just grinned.

Three days later, Rhys stared at the bill from the Autumn Court and told Cassian he wasn’t asking questions but next time it’s coming directly out his salary.

#eris said do not do this #and Cassian took it personally #acotar #eris vanserra #cassian #cassian acotar #Caris #cassian x eris

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rainbow-nerdss · 9 months

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Fic Writing review 2023!

I was tagged by: @just-my-latest-hyperfixation @aidaronan @exhuastedpigeon @jamespearce9-1-1 @theotherbuckley @aspecbuddie @thewolvesof1998 @daffi-990 (And possibly others, i may have missed one or two, sorry if i did!)

I can't believe 2023 is over, honestly. This year has had some ups and downs for sure but overall I'm so proud of what I've achieved. I started the year mainly writing Stranger Things fics, and while I still love that fandom and all of the wonderful people I met there, my inspiration for writing it was beginning to fade.

And along came 9-1-1. I am so happy with where I've ended up, and for all the new friends I've made since I found this show back in April!

Here's an overview of my year in fic:

Words posted to ao3: 235,060

Words written: 250,465

Works posted: 38

Fandoms posted for: 3 (Stranger Things, 9-1-1, MCU/Captain America)

Specifics and tags are under the cut!

Longest fic:

Crawling on Back to You 109k words, 30 chapters Stranger Things, Steve/Eddie, Rated E

Shortest fic:

Keep on Walkin' and don't look back 521 words Stranger Things, Steve/Eddie, Rated T

Top 5 by kudos:

1. Right in front of your eyes

9-1-1, Buddie, 15k

He and Chris, and Buck. They work, they’re a unit. Why should it matter that he’s single? Buck is watching him, like he’s reading every thought on his face. “You’re already planning to lie about the date. Why don’t you just tell her you met someone yourself?” Eddie shrugs and tilts his head to the side, squinting in thought. “She won’t set me up on dates if she thinks I’ve got someone,” he muses. “But she’ll want to meet whoever it is.” “So... Introduce them?” Or: Buck offers to fake-date Eddie so Pepa will stop setting him up on dates.

2. Pinky Promise

9-1-1, Buddie, 1k

Christopher Diaz doesn't mind that his dad's dating someone new. He's not dumb, he knows there's someone. The way his dad has been smiling lately, the way Chris catches him staring at his coffee, daydreaming like he isn't a grown man. The sleepovers Chris is suddenly allowed to go to on almost a weekly basis. Chris is happy for him, really he is. He’s just not planning to let himself get attached to whoever it turns out to be, just in case. He doesn't need a step-parent, because he has Dad, and he has Buck, and that’s enough. Whoever his dad dates, well. They'll probably leave, eventually. Chris doesn’t need to worry about them. Or: Eddie and Buck come to Chris with some news, and he doesn't take it very well at all.

3. Peek-A-Boo

Stranger Things, Steddie, 1k

Eddie tried not to stare. He really tried. He didn't notice at first, too preoccupied with the tub of pringles he'd been making his way through while talking about Corroded Coffin's last gig. Sure, he'd noticed the shorts. The ridiculous amount of leg Steve was showing, the way they hugged his ass, but it wasn't until Steve moved, lifted one foot to rest on the cushion, knees spread, that Eddie noticed another feature of the shorts. Or: Steve puts on a bit of an accidental show.

4. Definition

9-1-1, Buddie, 2k

It keeps happening, time and time again. People get it wrong. Whatever people say, it feels wrong and they don't know how to set the record straight, until Chris takes it into his own hands. or: 5 times people get Buck's role in Chris's life wrong, and 1 time they set the record straight

5. take my hand (knot your fingers through mine)

9-1-1, Buddie, 4k, written with @pock-o-pea

At least Buck’s okay. He’s outside, safe, doing his job. Buck’s okay, which means no matter what happens inside this van, If the crushing weight of the fridge takes him before Buck can get to him, if the van pancakes or flips or any number of likely disasters occur, if Eddie dies in here, alone, and in pain, then… He thinks of Mallory, of Jo. How they’d called out for each other. His eyes shut briefly as Mallory’s words echo in his head. “She’s not my daughter. Jo’s mother was my best friend… she saved me so many times.” Or: what 6x18 could've been

2023 Events I've participated in: AUgust, Fandom Trumps Hate

Current works in progress:

The bodyguard fic (somebody to someone) -One chapter posted, 3 more written and (almost) ready to post!

Steve time travelling in the upside down (of moments and unmoments (of time lost)) -One posted, two more in the drafts 😁

The break-up fic (you were my town) - Two posted, the third almost ready to post

Season 7 fic: 10 chapters, currently being edited to post

and then a bunch of isolated oneshots I've yet to figure out an ending for: 5+1 times Eddie sees buck with kids that aren't his, friends with benefits, secret relationship, Teacher!Buck, Buckley siblings kiss of death, Buck in the stairs (just started this one last night!)

Goals for 2024:

I want to finish posting all of the WIPs which are already on ao3, post my s7 fic before March 14, keep working on all the WIPs I have in my docs and of course write more and keep sharing!

Most of all I want to keep participating in this wonderful fandom I've found on here, I have had *such* a good time over the past year in fandom 🥰🥰

No pressure tags (sorry if you've already done this and I missed it!)

@hellwrites @the-emdash @wildlife4life @disasterbuckdiaz @loserdiaz @jeeyuns @callmenewbie @911-on-abc @bittersweet-in-boston @kwills91 @trenchcoatsandtimetravel @spotsandsocks @devirnis @housewifebuck @lover-of-mine @gayhoediaz @mojowitchcraft @wikiangela @steadfastsaturnsrings @sunflowerdiaiz @cardamomsage @velvetjinx

Also tagging anyone else who might want to look back at the year and I've accidentally missed!

Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please don’t eat glass but don’t feel like you have to do this either.

#fanfic writing #2023 writing

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safely-in-vhagars-belly · 11 months

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Heaven knows (We belong way down below prt 2) part 1

Dark! HOTD slasher au

Tags: Slasher, blood, school-au, witchcraft and magic

Cool devider credits: firefly graphics

🔷Summary: You arrive in a town, where everyone has a horrible secret.

🔷Author's note: Based on scream mtv, but with my own unique twists, please head the warnings

🔷Wordcount :5300

🔷Warnings: Drugs, suicide and depression, scars, witchcraft and witchhunting, graphic descriptions of violence and major character deaths, and slight traumatised oc.

Aegon the conqueror School, Dragon town, Local time: 8:20.

Told from the pov of our oc/mc.

Your feet tap impatiently against one another, as you wait for the dean to finish reading your latest school reports. The man introduced himself as Corlys Velyaron, and wanted to personally welcome you to the Aegon the Conqueror school, named after Westeros’s biggest conqueror, who created the seven kingdoms you are living in right now.

Corlys is busy reading your work, looking at stunning reviews from your past teachers, your part-time job, hell even the hospital you briefly worked in left a promising review. ‘’Your GPA looks flawless, Miss…?” You can see him try to find your name written on the papers, but you help him before he finds it.

You uncross your legs. ‘’Waters. Y/n Waters.’’ It has been a while since people didn’t glance at you in worry when you mentioned your last name. Your dean does not seem to know what tragedy happened in your hometown. And he never will, if you have a say in it.

He nods, but does look at the front paper of the big folder you handed him earlier. ‘’Miss Waters. You were the top of your class at your former school, participated in multiple student after school activities, tutored students, and had somehow time for a part-time job, as well as volunteering in the local hospital?’’ He sounds impressed, and you feel conflicting emotions. You did do all of that, it's just a shame you had to quit.

Yet you fake a easy smile, something that has come naturally to you these past few months.‘’What can I say, I’m a busy bee.’’

He puts the folder down on his desk.

‘’Except, I notice that after April 22 this year, there has been a decline. You stopped volunteering, you quit tutoring and gave up on all your after school activities.’’ And there it is. Your chest fills with dread as you think back of what happened. You still see the bodies floating in the water, lifeless, moving at the mercy of the tides, as rubber ducks at a fair, bobbing up and down, up and down, their mouths wide open when water streams in their lungs suffocating them when their eyes scream for help, scream at you, to help.

Your feet start to shake, and you are happy you wear your favorite hoodie, with your hands hidden away in your pocket. ‘’Miss Waters?’’ Mr Velyaron has sat down across the couch, on a comfy looking reading chair, worry carved into his eyes. ‘’Are you alright?’’

You are most certainly not.

‘’I’m fine.’’ You lie, easily hiding your feelings away from now. ‘’Something happened, back home. I don’t like to get into it, if that is alright.’’ You aren’t sure he would believe you, anyway.

Corlys smiles, not asking any more questions, even changing the subject. ‘’Of course. We had assigned a lovely girl to show you around, top of her class too, Baela Velyaron, my own granddaughter. I think you two would be good friends.’’ You don’t know of her, but who knows? A friend could be fun.

His face becomes crestfallen. ‘’But, something unfortunately happened to her boyfriend, and now she has taken a day off.’’ That sounds serious.

‘’O, I hope nothing serious?’’

Corys smiles, his smile reaches further than it should. ‘’Nothing to worry about, Miss Waters.’’ You nod, but that is not an answer. In fact, it is a very clear deflection.

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You are out of his office by the time the lunch break has just started. Several students walk past you, taking you in when clearly gossiping about you behind your back. Your hands shake slightly, but you force your hands to remain still. They can’t know. No one knows. No one will know now, and no one will ever know. You take a few steadying breaths before walking out of the smelly big hall to the courtyard.

Apparently, according to the little research you did, this place used to be a castle once. You can definitely see that back in the architecture, as the school seems to have an ancient part and a more modern part. The ancient part is clearly the castle, where the libraries and classrooms are. In the modern building, there is a high-tech computer lab, one of the most advanced in Westeros, as well as an impressive gym.

You open your backpack decorated with pins of your favorite bands and artists, searching for your water bottle and your sandwich. You have just grabbed your sandwich when a dark-haired girl with bright brown eyes stares at you, smiling. She points at your One-handed-pirates pin. ‘’Oh my gosh, I love that band.’’ You are shocked. You don’t think you ever met someone who liked that band before, aside from online.

‘’You do?’’ You mutter, but you quickly talk over yourself. ‘’I do too.’’ You say, like a normal human being would. ‘’Especially their second album.’’ It used to be your comfort album. But the band makes songs with dark lyrics, and you can’t listen to it anymore for now, perhaps forever.

The unknown girl nods as if understanding you completely.

‘’Hmhm, Crocodile slaps so hard. I do feel like their last album lost their touch.’’ She says. ‘’They got too greedy.’’ She adds with a smirk. It is the truth, they got so caught-up with making money that their story stopped making sense.

You nod, recalling how much you hated the last album. ‘’Oh my god, finally someone agrees.’’ Online you once shared your opinion on the album, and a lot of fans disagreed.

The girl sees your water bottle, decorated with pokemon stickers, piplups and snorlaxes. ‘’You’re the new girl right?’’ She guesses. Is it that obvious? ‘’I love piplup, the best grass-starter.’’ She gushes, excitedly. But you are still busy with what she said about you being the new girl.

You nod, unsure, as alarm bells start ringing in your head, causing you to put your sandwich back in your bag. ‘’Yes-’’ Does she know? Did someone find out?

Instead she grabs your hand, dragging you with her to a group of students, sitting and chilling on a picnic blanket, laughing and talking with each other. ‘’I’m Floris.’’ The girl says, before she forces you to sit down by the strange people. ‘’This is my favorite, newest friend. Everyone, meet Y/N.’’

And just like that, all eyes are on you.

‘’Hello, everyone.’’ You comment, dryly. ‘’I’m uhm y/n.’’ You grab your water bottle and take a sip when they watch and study you in silence as if you are a dinosaur who just has been brought back to life.

A furious-looking girl with silver gorgeous hair crosses her arms over her red t-shirt. The name of the band on her shirt is a punk band too, and you like some of their music as well.

‘’Do you mind? We are mourning here.’’ She accusingly points a finger to the photo you accidentally kicked over while sitting down.

‘’I’m sorry...?’’ You look around confused. Someone is dead?

A guy with dirty silver hair and a cheeky grin speaks to you, explaining very vaguely what is going on.

‘’Oh, yeah, one of the school’s golden boys was murdered yesterday on his yacht. Real sad.’’ He sounds sarcastic.

You feel your heart stop beating for a moment, as the words echo through your mind and two familiar eyes stare at you, accusingly when his bloodied fingers try to grab your hand.

In reality, you sit, but you have become very quiet and your feet shake lightly. The girl with the red t-shirt speaks again. ‘’It is sad. Jace had his whole future ahead of him, and some animal killed him.’’ You don’t know her name, but judging by her golden necklace, it is Rhaena.

‘’That is the beauty of stars,’’ Aegon says, interrupting Rhaena. ‘’The faster they burn, the harder they fall.’’

Floris nods, her head bobbing up and down. ‘’It is sad.’’ She proclaims dramatically.

The guy sighs, as if is getting very annoyed by all of this. ‘’Is it? It was a matter of time before he would fall overboard, high as fuck on drugs and drown.’’ He simply says. You don’t hear much after the conversation that happens, your mind going back because of that final word. Drown. Drown. Drown. It takes root in your brain, torturing you with the same images over and over again.

Rhaena and Floris and the boy keep arguing for a while. You do hear a few interesting things. ‘’That’s not what happened.’’ Rhaena says, now furious. She is very defensive of whoever died.

The guy is called Aegon. ‘’How would you know? Oh, I forgot. Your boyfriend is the Sheriff's son.’’ Your eyes widen slightly, uncomfortable. Is he suggesting that Rhaena had her boyfriend scoop through police evidence?

Rhaena does little to defend herself, making it only worse and pissing Aegon off even more, as you become more nauseous and uncomfortable, having always disliked arguments. ‘’Maybe he is, but you are guilty. You gave him drugs.’’ You look at Floris, who watches the whole thing happen with a smile on her lips almost amused, enjoying the drama between her friends.

She looks at your shaking hands with an eyebrow raised. You quickly hide them away in your pockets. ‘’Aeg is our Green King, so to speak.’’ She means drugs. He is a drugsdealer. You regret befriending and following Floris right away. You don’t need drugs in your already messed up life.

And finally, Aegon snaps at Rhaena and he snaps hard. ‘’Jace was a big boy, he could make his own choices. Which is why he loved your sister, and fucked you as his little dirty secret behind her back.’’ You feel horrible for Rhaena as a lot of students overhear and giggle to themselves or to each other.

Rhaena stands up, fury written in her eyes. ‘’Aegon!’’ She scolds him. Floris giggles too.

He leans back, daring her to hurt him.

‘’What? Did I say something improper? Did I say something shocking? Welcome to life, Rhaena.’’ He opens his arms dramatically, before ignoring her.

She balls her hands into fists. ‘’You’re a monster.’’ Rhaena whispers before walking away from the two. A mysterious girl with silver long locks sits down. She wears black shorts over a ripped long legging and her tank top has spiderweb details. One look at you, however, and her kind smile becomes a scowl.

Floris chuckles, shaking her head when opening a bag of chips and starts to eat them, unbothered about Rhaena. ‘’Is it true, did Rhaena sleep with...Jace?’’ She asks, curious and you feel sickened.

Aegon grins, touching her ass, as you become even more sickend and look at the silver-haired girl. You make a disgusted face as if to ask her: Does this weird you out too?

‘’You think I’m a liar?’’ He asks when Floris laughs, delighted by him cupping and touching her ass.

She shrugs, playing with his silver hair. You will not let her touch your water bottle until she washes her hands. Aegon’s hair likely never sees any water. ‘’I think you’re a Targaryen.’’ She responds, and you find that a very interesting last name.

Aegon groans, pretending to be offended when putting his hand on his right chest. His heart is not there. Does he know that? ‘’Ouch, love, you hurt me so deeply.’’ He leans in and kisses Floris before handing her a little bag with white powder, very subtly, you almost didn’t notice it. Floris grins, kissing his cheeks before putting it in her stylish handbag.

‘’I like drama, Rhaena could deny it, but she didn’t. I think that says enough, doesn't it?’’ Aegon says.

‘’But I digress, our mysterious new girl is very quiet.’’

The girl shrugs before playing with her reptile necklace before taking in your pokemon stickers. ‘’Wow, Aeg. I thought you had your charity work done this quarter?’’ You raise a brow, offended. ‘’We are like the richest family in town. What do your parents do, exactly? Remember, charity is only admirable if you earn above 500k a month.’’ You decide to not even answer her. Your parents are not even in town.

Aegon clicks his tongue, disapprovingly. ‘’Hel, be nice.’’

Hel, apparently, a very fitting name, is insulted. ‘’I am nice. I just want an answer.’’ She whines a bit at him.

The green king ignores her whines, turning his bright sharp eyes to you with a curious interested grin. ‘’Yeah. I heard you came from Wolftown. What made you leave?’’ You won’t tell him if he tortured it out of you.

‘’Some stuff happened there.’’ You say, casually keeping it vague.

Hel perks up, looking at you as if she can see straight through you. As if you are made of pure glass and she can read all your secrets. ‘’What kind of stuff? Did you kill someone?’’

The air in your lungs is cut off as you panic silently, fighting the urge to run away from them all.

You try to defend yourself but you can’t. Luckily, Aegon does it for you. ‘’Calm it down, paranoia girl.’’ He jests.

Hel tilts her head, glaring daggers at you. ‘’It’s not paranoia, Dragon town sees no to zero crime, and she comes here and suddenly Jace is dead. You are all too welcoming to her, she is hiding something.’’ You are, but that is not related to Jace’s death.

Now that you have been openly accused of murder, Aegon glares at Hel. ‘’Everyone has a motive here to kill your boy. He bullied Aemond, nearly into suicide, he was a sexist prick to most girls, and still got all the attention and the glory. He nailed Baela, Rhaena, and Sansa, he nailed his best friend’s sister and his girlfriend, and he still was considered a good guy. If you ask me, half of the town wanted him dead, and the other half got drunk when they heard he was dead.’’ You listen, silently before thanking Aegon for defending you with a small smile.

He takes a sip of his drink, before grinning brightly at you. ‘’Oh, sorry y/n. You must think we are crazy, don’t you?’’ You do. But who is healthy, in a world this crazy?

‘’Perhaps.’’ You mutter, uncomfortable they are throwing out secrets left and right.

Aegon sits a little straighter. ‘’Hm. You and I should talk sometimes. You seem to appreciate a good time, don’t you?’’ He means the drugs.

You sigh, you don’t need drugs in your life. So, you decide to become a drugsdealer worst enemy: A buzzkill. ‘’Isn’t that illegal?’’

There is a brief glare but it changes once Aegon has a way to talk himself out of it. ‘’Only if you get caught, babygirl.’’ To make things worse, he moves a little closer and dares to lay a hand on your behind that is covered by your jeans. He grins, cheekily.

You snap. ‘’Ok, daddy. I’m going to count to three, if you haven’t removed your hands from my ass, I’m breaking them.’’ Aegon removes his hands before you start counting, grinning as if he likes being told no.

‘’Ouch, kitty got claws. Fine, have it your way, gorgeous.’’ He grins, getting up from the blanket. ‘’Ladies, it has been your pleasure, as always. But I have things to do.’’ You nearly vomit. To you, he glares. And you can tell it won’t end by this. ‘’Something tells me this won’t be our final interaction. You’ll be back.’’

You huff. ‘’In your dreams.’’

There is that fucking grin again. ‘’That and so much more, babygirl. Daddy needs to take care of some stuff now, be right back.’’

You are glad he is leaving, however.

Floris smirks. ‘’You and Aeg look cute together.’’ She says. No you don’t.

You are furious she even implied it. ‘’That guy touched my ass without my consent.’’ You say. Hel huffs, before following Aegon as a loyal mindless minion.

Floris sees it differently than you, in another terrifying way. ‘’Consent is boring, y/n. Live a little.’’ You can’t believe you liked this girl.

That goes too far. ‘’You only hang with him for his drugs, don’t you?’’ You remark, sweetly as her voice, mimicking her rapidly blinking eyes. ‘’That’s why you are cool with him touching you. It’s how you pay for his drugs.’’

Floris drops her bag of chips, before glaring at you, annoyed. ‘’What is your problem?!’’ She shouts, drawing attention to the both of you.

You cross your arms, picking your stuff and preparing to leave as well.

‘’Who’s idea was it to approach me? His or yours?’’ You ask, taking her by surprise and causing her to gulp.

She scoffs. ‘’His. I never liked your stupid bands or your lame ass pokémon.’’ You glare at Aegon from a distance who waves back, smiling when kissing another girl, likely another client of his.

You smile, condescending as well. ‘’I could tell. You are not a pokémon fan if you call Piplup a ‘’grass starter.’’’’ You walk away from her, entering the school building.

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‘’History, and propaganda have always been very closely connected.’’ Mr Borros, your history teacher enthusiastically tells. You find he can tell history well, and he makes it interesting, using nowadays examples to create immersion and depth. He points at a random student on their phone with dark black hair, smirking at his screen and clearly texting some dear to him. ‘’You guys see, If me and Mr Cole were at war, and I would kill him in a private duel, I control the narrative. I could tell the most horrible lies about him-’’ He takes the phone from Cole, reading what he has been up to. ‘’How he’s terrible at sexting for one.’’ The students laugh, you included. He rereads what Cole typed, who has become as red as a tomato. ‘’Although, that’s not a lie. I pity her, she puts up with you a lot. That is the best you can come up with? My wife reads erotic novels on her kindle that are better written.’’ He tosses the phone back and Cole needs to make an effort to catch it. But he does put his phone away, embarrassed as his friends laugh.

Borros claps his hands, before speaking, excited. ‘’Class. I have an exciting project for you all. You work in duos working on a documentary, telling a story from two points of views. Two recordings, in fact. One will be the truth, one will be the lies.’’ You expect people to moan and to complain, but you only hear excited gushes and people who quietly ask each other if they want to work together.

Your hand shoots up in the air, a bit confused. ‘’But, isn’t that a bit weird? Don’t we all know the lies already? For example, no one is going to believe that the Titanic didn’t sink or that the Roman empire still exists today.’’ Borros grins, amused by your comment.

‘’Elleborate.’’

You don’t think you ever heard a class sincerely listening to you, without moaning that you should just shut the fuck up. So you take your moment, as Borros seems interested in your views. ‘’In my honest opinion, sir, History is like restoring a glass. You won’t ever get a full glass back.’’

‘’But you can get a impression how it looked like, but what is a truth now, might be a lie years later.’’ You tell. A few people mutter that you make an excellent point. A girl with brown hair speaks up too.

‘’I agree, she is right.’’

‘’Very good take, Miss Waters.’’ Borros says, with a respectful nod. You feel better than you did before class with the Aegon Floris drama. It helps that they don’t participate in this class too. ‘’Very well, class. It doesn’t matter if we all know the lies and the truth, just make two videos, and pick a subject close to your heart. You all just have fun with this, ok? That is important. If I see you put in fun and effort, and a bit of research, I’m happy.’’ You find that a little strange, no teacher ever was that casual. Borros suddenly gets a murderous glance in his eyes before pointing at the males in class, specifically making the ‘’i-see-you–’’gesture with his fingers, pointing to his eyes. ‘’And for fuck sake, boys, don’t all pick the roman empire.’’

He peels a banana, taking a bite.‘’I’m so bloody sick of the roman empire….’’ He mutters when he devours the banana.

Around you, people pair up and you remain alone at your desk. Borros throws away the peel, before he looks around the class. ‘’Awh, does no one want to work with you?’’ You gawk at his mood swings and his boldness.

You stutter, becoming upset. ‘’I-’’

He grins, before walking to a desk next to where a guy is sitting, alone. ‘’Just teasing, luckily, Mr Targaryen seems to have an empty spot! How lucky for you both!’’ Mr Targaryen is the guy in the leather jacket with the long silver hair, and when he turns around you can clearly see he misses an eye. He also clearly despises you. That must be a relative to Aegon. There’s no other way.

You can see that his glare becomes more intense as you slowly move your stuff to the empty desk, dryly giving him a smile. ‘’Hey, I’m Y/N.’’ You notice he smells very nice.

‘’Aemond.’’ Your eyes widen. That Aemond. The Aemond the dead guy nearly bullied into suicide. Your eyes look at his slender wrists and you can make out clear scars. You quickly look away as he glares at you, putting his hands under the table. ‘’Hey, Aemond. Nice to meet you.’’ You mutter.

‘’Hmph.’’ Great.

You open your notebook and grab one of your pokémon gel pens, and he looks at your bulbasaur pen in surprise. You feel yourself blush, ignoring him. ‘’Uhm, so what do you think we should pick? Are the projects always this cool?’’ You make a mindmap, with in the middle ‘’historic project’’

Aemond scoffs, leaning a bit on his arm before he shoves his notebook to you. You look at the organized idea, including time-stamps and ideas for the films, as well as contacts for interviews. ‘’We will pick the 1515 witch incident.’’ He declares, pointing one of his fingers to the idea written above. You see, he has a very beautiful, organized handwriting.

You laugh, a little nervous, because you did not want to do that at all. You hoped you and whatever partner could discuss a different area. ‘’We will?’’

Aemond nods, and you can tell he won’t allow you to change his opinion. ‘’Oh, yes we will. It happened right in this town, Baratheon likes it when you make and use your own photos, I know a descendent of the incident, we can interview her, and for the movie I’ve got some killer ideas as well.’’ He got everything planned out, and your GPA can use a boost.

‘’Well, that’s….’’ You try to think of positive words.

Aemond makes a sound as if you are disappointed, a little ‘’awh’’. ‘’O, I’m sorry, did you wanted to pick something?’’ He asks, a little condescending. You instantly dislike him.

‘’No-’’ You mutter but he shuts you up, talking right over you.

He smiles, pleased he has won. ‘’Good. You wouldn’t know our history anyway. It is why you are still here and haven’t run yet.’’ that is not ominous at all.

‘’I uhm…’’ Aemond ignores you, standing up and walking to Borros’s desk. ‘’Mr Barros, me and Y/n are going out to work on the films. Do you mind-’’ He pauses but Borros smiles, as if he is totally in love with Aemond.

He smiles, granting him permission easily. ‘’No, Aemond. I know you’re a good kid. You won’t play hooky.’’ He smiles at you, now and you crack a very fragile grin back. ‘’You are in good hands with Mr Targaryen. He is the best student in my class.’’ You nod as Aemond grins at you, clearly enjoying this.

—-------

Aemond first wants to interview his contact, he says as the two of you leave school property. Luckily she lives close to the school, almost a block away. You notice Aemond is very silent aside from giving you directions, warning you when you wanted to cross and a car almost hit you, and more or less just lecturing you that he can’t have you fuck this up.

When you finally reach the house of his contact, you have become insecure. By the door there are two black cat statues looking at each other and Aemond walks to the door. He knocks. Twice. No one opens.

He sighs. ‘’I think she does not want to see me.’’ He confesses, muttering to himself. You sigh, before walking up to the door and attempting to slam your fists against the wood of the door. Before you can, the door opens and a smaller woman with dark black hair and bright green eyes smiles at you, as you almost had punched her face.

Her bright green eyes take in your own, before her glare sharpens, taking in your necklace and your clothes. ‘’You. You have met a terrible fate, haven’t you?’’ She asks, her elegant voice filling with pity.

You gawk, unsure on how to answer. ‘’I-’’

Her eyes take in Aemond, who remains distant. ‘’And you brought someone.’’ She smiles at him like a lover would do at her ex. ‘’I could hear the birds stopped singing.’’ She tells him, dryly. ‘’I could feel the entire aura of the street just turn dark.’’ Aemond does not respond and greets her with a wave.

You must do the talking, great.

‘’We are here for a uhm delicate situation…’’

She makes you nervous. One look and she knows everything about you, so it seems. ‘’Over what happened to my ancestor, Aralda Rivers?’’ You are speechless for a few moments, until the woman smiles. ‘’Aemond texted me.’’

You laugh, a little stupid. The woman lets you both into her house. ‘’O, of course.’’ You mutter before the door closes behind you, falling in the lock.

—------------

The young woman’s name is Alys Rivers, and she and Aemond are friends so they say. But you can tell more happened between them. Alys’s ancestor is Alrada Rivers, one of the victims of the 1515 witch incident.

‘’So, what happened to your ancestor?’’ You ask once Aemond is rolling the camera, and has set up the microphones you two borrowed from the computer lab.

Alys tells and you are dragged into the story that happened years ago, seeing it unfold before your very own eyes. ‘’She was accused of witchcraft by idiotic men who were threatened by a powerful woman. She and various others were locked in the church, to be burned later.’’ You picture a screaming woman, banging on the doors of a church and not hearing a single answer, terrified for their lives.

Your heart sinks.

‘’Gods, how horrid.’’

Alys nods, yet remains quite neutral about it. ‘’That’s how things happened back then.’’ She says very dismissively.

And yet, here she is. Alive. Her Ancestor survived. Somehow? ‘’So, yet here you sit. I assume Aralda and the others escaped?’’ Alys has a painful smile on her lips.

‘’Aralda did. My ancestor had a lot of friends on the council. Some say she had two lovers, who helped her escape, others say she was the only witch and turned herself into an owl, flying away through an open window. But all accounts agree on this truth;’’ She leans in closer and you can almost feel the flames that the townsmen were preparing for the women. ‘’

When they came to burn the women, they were met with a horrible sight. The women were lying in the pattern of a hexagon, their wrists slit and their throats cut. With their blood, a message was written on the cold stones of the church.’’

‘’’’Let our blood be the reason yours will keep spilling. Let nothing grow or prosper here again.’’’’ The words came true, and on that day, in the future, many horrible events would continue to happen, from plagues to unexplainable curses all the way to the late 2000’s. But that part of the town never grew a single vegetable again. People were stubborn and refused to leave. Even when Valyria burned down, some idiots still remained there, trapped inside as their screams echoed into the night.’’ That is a lot to take in and you are not sure you believe everything she tells you either.

And there is something else bothering you. This is a great story, but the evidence is very rare. Will Borros find it enough? ‘’So it’s not sure how Alrada escaped?’’ Alys polishes a silver ring around her fingers, grinning to herself.

‘’No.’’ That is not very convincing, but you let her be.

Aemond speaks again, his gentle voice joining you both, after he has finished watching the footage. ‘’Still, there is a lot we can work with.’’

You feel icky as you think back of those poor unfortunate women. ‘’I don’t know, these women died, Aemond. I feel like we should let them rest.’’

There grows a scoffing smirk on his lips.‘’Don’t tell me you’re afraid of ghosts?’’ You have too much on your plate to mess with the occult.

Alys nods to you, in approval.

‘’She is a smart one.’’ Yet she grabs your hands and a shiver runs down your spine. ‘’I shall make contact with their spirits tonight, and ask for their input. I think as long as you tell the truth, that none of them were witches, you have nothing to worry about.’’

Aemond’s phone buzzes and he answers it, walking away from you both.

‘’You want to ask me something.’’ Alys says, all of a sudden. ‘’Go ahead.’’ You try to think of a good question, but you don’t have any questions. So you ask something that is usable for the interview.

‘’When did this fire happen? What was the date? Like, the year is 1515 but the date?’’

Alys hands you a book, opening it and flipping pages until she reaches the right one. ‘’You can read for yourself.’’

Your eyes skip the page, briefly reading the information on the massacre. Your eyes can barely make out the text, written in curly old English letters. Until Alys’s fingers point to a date, a date you can’t misread.

Your blood turns cold, as you become more and more aware of your shaking hands holding the book.

April 22.

You look at Alys, your lips trembling. She has grabbed the book from you, before leaning in closer, whispering.

‘’I must warn you. There is this darkness following you. I see it. It creeps over you.’’ Your brother. It must be him.

You nod whispering back.

‘’I think it’s my brother.’’

Alys shakes her head.

‘’No, the darkness that follows you is still alive.’’ You back away from her, your mouth hanging open in pure shock.

‘’How did you-’’

Alys sighs, as if she tires of all your questions. ‘’I have to go, and it is time you left also.’’

Thank you for reading as always!

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leasstories · 7 months

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Letter two:

TW: Depiction of grief, after Eddie’s death, bittersweet

Letter 1 - Letter 3

April 23rd,1986

Dear Eds,

I’m sorry for not writing to you yesterday. It was a really hard day. I wasn’t capable of getting out of bed. I’m missing you so much it hurts. Dinner with Wayne went well. We ate and then he suggested that we watch a movie. We watched one of those movies you ate. It was a rom-com and if you were there you would have screamed at us to turn off the TV.

I’m not gonna lie to you like I did to Wayne but watching it was hard. Watching people stupidly in love when my lover isn’t here anymore hurts so bad. The little sheep were supposed to come play DnD at my place yesterday but I called them, giving the excuse that I was sick. Your little genius didn’t believe me though. I heard him bang at my door and screaming at me to open the door. I feel bad about but I didn’t... I didn’t let him in.

He started acting more like you since you are gone. The kid is even trying to grow his hair to be like “his hero” as he put it. You’d be proud of him, and of his campaigns. You were right, he really is a genius.

Also, I forgot to tell you but a few days ago Judas Priest released a new album. It’s entitled Turbo. As soon as I can get out again, I’ll go buy the tape. I’ll write a review for you as soon as it’s done.

Also, when I got home from Wayne’s, I finally painted your van as I promised I would. No imperfections anymore.

I don’t have a lot to tell you as I stayed home all day yesterday. I really miss you Eds... I feel so empty without you. I selfishly wish you were the one drying my tears. I wish you were here, holding me at night, when the sobs wrack my body. Before I thought that I couldn’t bear to see you hurt, but now I realize that I’d rather see you hurt than not see you at all. When the earthquake happened and you were nowhere to be found, I didn’t imagine one second that I would never see you again. Eddie Munson, you were both the best and worse thing that ever happened to me.

I still have no news from UCLA. The community college accepted me but I declined. How am I supposed to leave town without you? All I’m left with are the memories, the places we both liked. Besides, I feel like leaving Hawkins without you would be a betrayal. I really can’t do it alone Eds. I need you... I really need you right now...

Is it my fault? Should I have been looking for you more? What could have I done not to lose you? I lost the will to live. The song I relate to the most at the moment is Fade to Black in Metallica’s Ride the Lightning album.

Also, I thought you should know that we postponed Corroded Coffin’s concert at the Hideout as I wasn’t feeling well yesterday. It’s going to be on Tuesday, April 28th. I wish you could be here too, strumming Sweetheart by my side.

Sorry, I had to put the pen down, Steve Harrington (Can you believe it?) came to check on me. I lied to him and said I was fine but I don’t think he believed me. He insisted that he’d stop by later tonight but I don’t think I’ll open the door to him. I don’t want to see anyone else than you Eddie. Anyways, I love you endlessly.

Yours, always

- Your lover

Taglist: @abellmunsonmovie

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x yn #eddie munson #Eddie Munson hurt #stranger things fanfics #the loneliest universe

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therealvinelle · 1 year

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I felt sad seeing that no one asked you about your master plan for your april fools joke post, so I'll ask.. what was the plan? how did you and muffin convincingly pretend to be two separate people?

(Anon is referring to this amazing April Fool's joke)

I'm so glad you (and a few others, after seeing my "woe nobody asked. woe!" post) asked!

So, rule one of making up an elaborate lie: what is already known? What can people find out on their own?

Well, @theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin's ffnet account is older than mine. It's from 2008, Vinelle is from 2014 (accidental account creation, I thought I was reviewing anonymously. Ffnet said "so you wish to make an account"). It's the reverse with our tumblrs, my main belovedordos dates back to 2012 while theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin is only from 2015 or so.

Faithful followers will remember that the reason why Muffin created the account theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin in the first place was because someone had nabbed the url thecarnivorousmuffin, and this was creating confusion. Faithful followers will further remember that Vinelle's fanfiction career began with bizarre fanfics where Harry Potter is a deer.

How, then, to tie these together?

We decided on the following series of events:

In 2008, Muffin creates the account The Carnivorous Muffin on ffnet. A few years later she gets a tumblr, she keeps this separate from her fic profile. In 2015 however, she discovers she does actually need a tumblr. To keep the two separate, however (as tumblr will make it so your likes and follows come from your main, making it impossible to keep the two separate in any meaningful sense), she creates an entire new blog: theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin.

Meanwhile, in 2014, an accident led to her creating a second ffnet account, Vinelle. Hate when that happens, but it exists now and when she gets the really dumb idea to write really dumb fics where Harry is a deer, she posts it on that account instead of The Carnivorous Muffin (Longtime followers of Muffin will remember this was a time when people would ask "Can you write a Lily and the Art of Being Sisyphus fic where she meets deer!Harry?" if she had).

So, alright, Muffin now has a lot of accounts but that's fine, it's manageable. A main ffnet account, a shame account, both get imported to Ao3, a tumblr main, a tumblr for her fanfiction stuff, it's all good.

2020 comes around, and she starts posting metas on theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin because people are giving her asks. Life continues as usual otherwise.

Until in December 2020, when she is posting the first chapter of Nebuchadnezzar's Dream and she posts to the wrong account.

Ah hell.

She decides to go with it, however, if anything it'll be interesting to see if it gets any readers on its own considering the Vinelle account is a fandom nobody. As a nod to herself, she has Vinelle thank The Carnivorous Muffin for being such a good beta. Har har.

The comment section turns out to be a surprisingly chatty place, though, and...

She gets a horrible idea.

She's already pretending to be two people.

Why not take it further?

So she creates therealvinelle on tumblr.

And the rest, as they say, is history.

(With @franzias-cave having been called in, even, as thoughts about making them back us up on this were had.)

#clonery #april fools #the carnivorous muffin #franzias cave

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crescencestudio · 1 year

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Devlog #29 | 03.27.23

Hi everyone!

April is almost here, which terrifies me since the year is going by so fast. Before I get into game updates, I wanted to share a bit of a (somewhat) personal one.

This month, progress on Alaris was overall a bit slow---or at least, slower than usual. I noticed this month I was struggling a lot with working on basically anything, whether it was for school, work, Alaris, or just taking care of myself. And I realized basically a year late that I was feeling extremely burnt out.

For those who have been following Alaris for a long time, you may know that early 2022, I was struggling with a lot of personal circumstances. I had taken a week off back then to "take time for myself," but in actuality, I had continued working on Alaris and other things because sometimes when I have too much time on my hands, it's worse for my mental health. This was a recurring theme for basically all of 2022. Even during the holiday breaks (e.g., summer, November, December, etc.), I continued working on Alaris, partly because I love the project, partly because it helps me cope with irl things.

This past month, I think the break that I've desperately needed since the start of 2022 made itself Very Apparent and made progress slow on my end. I'm very sorry if the update this month is disappointing because of that! I tried to take a break this past week and am feeling a bit better now, so hopefully, things start to get back on track this upcoming month <3 With that, I'll get into actual updates!

Writing

I'm not going to lie to you all; writing was Slow this month LOL. Basically, the entire writing team got taken out by some sickness or another. I would say for 2-3 weeks of the month, there was no progress on editing or writing at all since everyone was sick at the same time <\3 We are starting to pick things back up, but please send your best wishes to the writing team since they were Going Through It this month!! Also, if you got sick this month and got whatever has been going around globally, I hope you are feeling better as well <333

I did update a good amount of the demo script---just rewriting things since my writing style has changed a little. Small things, but hopefully enjoyable changes nonetheless!

Art

As always, we have continued to make progress on BG art. This month, Vui finished the River BG and the Forest BG, both of which appear in Chapter 2 of the demo. We actually only have one more BG to finish, which is the Flower Field, and all the BGs for the demo will be complete (ahh!!!). It's been about 5 (?) months in the making to revamp all the BGs for the demo, but we are finally reaching the finish line, and everything is slowly getting ready for a revamped demo release ^^

preview of the forest BG

I also have a preview of the GUI for you all! There will be some small changes, like colors, before the final version. But a little crumb to feed you all since I didn't make much progress this month

I also mentioned in the last devlog how I might update the personality icons for Alaris, which were completed this month by the same item artist who did the affection point icons!

The overall vision for this was little potions to build on the "magical" setting of Alaris. I think they're much easier to differentiate and so cute <3

My focus was more on demo art assets for this month, so I finished up the individual CGs for each of the LI's introductions.

soft and fluffy updated Etza CG

I also started updating the sprites a bit---mostly small touches so the art looks a bit more cohesive since my style has changed a bit since the demo first came out. Aisa and Kuna'a are receiving outfit changes so that their clothing stands out from Central gang and looks more cohesive with the aesthetic that will be used for Fae.

Additional Notes

Something else I got to work on this month was finally reviewing the demo voiced lines in full. I hope you all are EXCITED to listen to them in the updated demo! A lot of the lines had me giggling (heehee!). I can't wait to see everything together once it's coded into the game ^^

I also opened applications for playtesters. They close at the end of this month, aka in a couple of days. So if you are interested, please don't forget to submit an application! Thank you already to everyone who has submitted something. The response was more than I expected, so as always, I appreciate the support you all provide wah <3

Market Research

Lastly, I actually got to do some "market research" this month (yay!). I finished up Piofiore finally.

the man, the legend: gilbert redford

Touchstarved also came out. I unfortunately haven't been able to play the demo yet since I was traveling when it was released, but I already know I'll love it and I drew Kuras even though I haven't even played the game yet LMAO

gender envy

Anyways, I think that's enough from me, so that is all for this month's update! Stay safe, and see you all next month <3

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Door Reviews: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney (2001)

So! The Ace Attorney series. Iconic games, known by many. So many people have recommended this game series to me already. SO MANY PEOPLE. I got the first trilogy on the PC years ago, but it sat in my library unplayed for so long. And I have finally found the time to start it. And now, reader, I am so excited to tell you all about the first game!!! Let’s go!

What’s it about?

It’s about new lawyer, Phoenix Wright, and his foray into the world of Japanese courtrooms. We meet clients and assist them in getting a Not Guilty verdict. We see him learn the ropes, investigate crime scenes, endure his own trials, and persevere against all odds.

Disclaimer: In this review, I will mostly be talking about the first four cases. The fifth case will have its own section and its own rating at the end of this review.

STYLE (Gameplay, Graphics, Music)

Gameplay feels like a visual novel with investigative elements. You navigate areas, talk to people, and take note of evidence to present to people and at trials. The gameplay isn’t really anything to write home about, but the cases themselves are interesting to unravel.

To present evidence during, you have to select the right dialogue that the witness said, then present said evidence using the assigned hotkey (E for keyboard). It becomes a game of carefully reading what the witness said and cross-referencing it with the facts of the case, catching the lie using the evidence at your disposal.

It can get grating trying to find the exact dialogue to present evidence against. The cases can get roundabout at times, so you really have to make sure you understand what the witness said. I found that I have to double, even triple-check what the witness was saying, and check the whole transcript against my stack of evidence one by one.

Outside of the trials, it’s a visual novel-esque game where you go places and interact with items, making sure to talk to NPCs as well.

The gameplay itself is simple, but the game itself uses this simplicity to good effect in terms of storytelling, which I’ll discuss more on in the next section. All in all, I think the gameplay itself passes muster for me: good enough to play with, but not bad enough that I’d get too distracted by it.

The art looks sleek and expressive. The sprites look very anime. I like their exaggerated movements at times. Makes it feel like a wacky courtroom drama. The backgrounds are nice, too.

In terms of art, I think the best part are the character designs. The characters can be so zany and distinctive! And their animations reflect this, too.

The music, I think, stands out among all of these. They set the tone for various stages of the game, giving it whimsy, an air of caution, and an intensity too. I love the Turnabout music a lot! It is very iconic.

All in all, the style of this game is something I find charming. It’s simple, but because of that simplicity the game can use it to tell better stories.

SUBSTANCE (Story, Characters, Impact)

This game’s story is fun. It has a lot of wacky hijinks in it! Even the names of characters are so wacky: Lotta Hart. Sal Manella. April May. Redd White, CEO of Bluecorp. It’s such a silly game!

It has a lot of sassiness too. The banter between Phoenix Wright and a bunch of the other characters can be so funny. He can become the butt of the joke a lot but in the courtroom he WILL sass you to hell and back if he can press the advantage!

The dialogue of this game is soooooo silly. It feels like a Saturday morning cartoon in a way! It feels cheesy at times, yet I can’t help but crack a smile.

What I like most, though, is that this game’s story has a lot of heart (heh) and earnestness! It does character relationships so well, having a good balance between lightheartedness and seriousness. It presents character struggles seriously. And most of all, it emphasizes how difficult it is to be a defense attorney in one of the countries with the highest conviction rate.

We root for Phoenix Wright not just because he’s a silly defense attorney, you root for him because he tries despite insurmountable obstacles. He tries despite a legal system that can be cartoonish but is nonetheless still based on reality, where an accusation is practically a prison sentence. He tries because it’s the right thing to do.

That’s why I like this game’s story so much. At its heart, it’s a story about doing the right thing against all odds. It tells its story with such whimsy and silliness, yet is just so earnest when it comes to things that matter.

VERDICT

Ace Attorney is a gem of a game. I enjoyed playing it after work. It became something to look forward to after my day-to-day. I was rather bemused with the story, and slowly ended up loving it. I absolutely LOVE Edgeworth as a character and he is now one of my top 5 faves of all time (maybe even top 1…… he is my blorbo of the month). With such a strong first game, I am very much excited to play the rest of the trilogy. Play this game!!!

Door Rates Game: 5/5!

REVIEW: RISE FROM THE ASHES

SO! Rise from the Ashes is the 5th case in this game. This case here is an addition to the game after it got a Nintendo DS remaster. And it makes full use of the DS capabilities, with more expressive sprites, 3D evidence, and other gameplay quirks. Too bad we’re experiencing this on the PC!! Nonetheless, we push on with this review.

Case 5 is a fresh new case with a LOT of content. It’s like… maybe two, 2.5 cases in one? There are a lot of twists and turns to the story, and the devs introduced new gameplay, chief among which is the way you can now inspect each evidence you get. You go to the court record, press Enter, and you can look at it in 3D!!! You can get to inspect engravings, blood, and most importantly, you can now look at the back of receipts! Technology…

There are other new gameplay things they introduced, but they’re mostly just small things that try to tie you better into the game and also showcase the capabilities of the DS. Well, less that and more taking advantage of the new things the DS could do. With new technology means new ways you can make your game, and new ways to tell your story.

In my opinion though, these new things introduced in gameplay feel like they were thrown in for the sake of it, as if telling the player “oh, look at me! I can do this now!” Too experimental in a way… which makes sense, since this is in a way the first AA case on the DS. I haven’t played the other DS games, but I would hope that they found a way to integrate the capabilities of the DS better and in a way that makes sense for the story.

I found the story of case 5 to be amazing!! It had a bit of a slow start for me, but when it got going I was on the edge of my seat. It was thrilling, funny, and had heart, which is what I feel is classic Ace Attorney.

I liked it!! I would give this additional content a 4/5, if only because the new gameplay stuff hassled me a bit. They tried some new things, and some of them annoyed me, but I’m sure these new things would play out better in future installments. So far, I very much enjoy the series, and I’m excited to play more of its games!

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