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SYNOPSIS: Knowing too much may become your downfall: that was the motto that Kaeya lived with until the day he dies.

TW/s: delusional thinking, yandere tendencies, unrequited love, toxic dynamic/s, implications for Diluc’s matchup + darling, conniving bastard won’t say a fucking word, master manipulator, we are going down the memory lane of “fucking people up”, nsfw tws include human trafficking, experimentation, operating on individuals and other things. Please dni if you are uncomfortable.

NOTE FROM HR: Happy Valentine’s Day. Unfortunately, it seems that Kaeya has a few things he’d like to express. I do wonder what they are, considering he did seem a bit somber…

Kaeya was never expecting to be able to get ‘in’ to such a tight-knit company like this, and especially when his lineage can cause people to raise some eyebrows. After all, no one in their right mind would have the chance of employing someone and getting them on the waitlist when they value the sense of ‘authenticity’ to their rentals.

And for him, he might be right. They do value that, but now, it seems they decided to forego their morals for how pretty he looked in the standards of the human population all across the globe.

Now, Celestia Inc. isn't all that bad. It's not that glorious as people make it out to be, all due to its shady past, but it was enough that people don't bother to raid it one day in hopes of having to take it down. After all, they are everywhere online: people may mention their sudden rise in certain niches, and some even mention their still standing operations. One of them was, surprisingly enough, MixMatch.

A dating site.

Back then, it was closed for a group of people to join. A payment for being a 'rental boyfriend', with its payment costs going as high as one can dream. They pay you at least 10 million when you manage to get matched with someone, and entertain them enough that they'd be satisfied. If they aren't, you get 5 to compensate for your troubles.

To Kaeya, this doesn't seem to be a 'dream come true'. To him, he knows that this feels more like a ploy to get others to join in. It was a marketing strategy, so when people join this 'free' and 'hot on the app store' dating app and website, they'd get traction oh so quickly.

He didn't like the idea. It sickened him. But he couldn't be bothered to correct them.

When he joined, he found that it was the same as those corporations he worked at prior. As a host in the past, he managed to get himself used to the workflow and gained traction in over a month. He's heard others comment on how he seemingly captured the public's eye from how different he is, and from his reputation from other countries, they were coming in like drones.

He liked the attention he's got because of that. And yet, for him, it all felt rather empty. Like it wasn't meant to be this long-lasting, and he needed— no, he craved for more.

He was greedy. A greedy man with a hollow heart.

Each smile he sent to his clients was not a genuine smile. Each wink and 'kind' gesture was all a ruse. A stage performance. He didn't feel anything for these people, and he didn't even feel the same as they do. Each confession they have for him was always met with the hollow words of 'I do feel the same way that you do', only to see them get the safer way to go.

He's aware of the dark side of MixMatch. After all, their Boss was nothing short of a past harbinger who stepped down. No one knows his name, no one knows who they are— but their workers all fear him.

He's seen him order the cleaners to get rid of the drugged clients. He's watched them all go down in their homes, ransack and ruin the place, and return with the client gagged and in a drugged rest. He watched with emptiness as they were then operated on with shady doctors, Dottore having a hand in some of these as he used their bodies for his sick desires.

He watched them become human sacks, their bodies empty of their organs but full of salt and junk, and for Dottore to tell them to take the organs down 'below'. He watched them become tied, their jello-like body being tossed to another set where they would be disposed of.

It's a fucked up operation.

Everyone knows this when they get signed up.

And yet, because of regulations, they can never breathe a word of what goes behind the scenes. Not to their friends, families, their coworkers, therapists, no.

Not a single word can be escaped from the confines of Celestia Inc.

If you asked him how his first date went, Kaeya would answer that it went… Interesting.

Sof was definitely the type many would like, especially for a casa nova like him. She isn’t too picky with who she wants, and her affectionate behavior made it easier for the duo to banter. However, what he didn’t like was the fact she’s blind to any sign of danger.

Such is the payment of being the ideal girl many would date, he mused. But I don’t like people who can’t see what danger is, much less even enable that without thinking that they will get hurt, too.

Kaeya is picky with what he likes from someone, and it’s why he’s so high maintenance. To his credit, though, he makes it obvious in his profile. He wanted someone that would be responsible, that would be able to handle the spontaneity of their dates, and that they won’t even judge him if things were going somewhere that isn’t in their plans.

And although many did swipe right on him, he looked through their profiles before checking to see if they were worth it. The answer? None of them were.

Well, except a few, like Sof.

Which is why he’s now regretting that decision, as he realized that she’s simply not the one he preferred to stay with. She was interesting, but he disliked those who can’t even see past the warning signs that go to their face. He found it more or less… Idiotic, in his standards.

Alas, he needed to keep pretending. That’s what he’s good at, after all.

“Where do you want to go?” he asked Sof as they left the restaurant, his easy-going smile present on his face. “I have a few places we can go to next. Although, since it’s getting a bit late, we can plan on heading back home after a short shopping trip.”

“Oh! Uh… Yeah, we can go out and get some groceries. I wanted to try baking when we get home,” Sof replied, a pep in her step as they walked to where he parked his motorcycle. “Hehe, I didn’t know you were a cat person, Kaeya. Have you owned a cat before?”

“You can say that,” he answered, tossing a coin and catching it deftly with one hand—a small trick he’s used to doing when they were simply chatting. “I own a maine coon back home. My brother, Diluc, isn’t a fan of cats. Never was, anyway, since one scratched him when he was young.”

Granted, they were both young and their father warned him, but he knew they were both too mischievous to listen. It was why Diluc hated cats, even when he became a magnet to them.

“Really? Hehe, that’s funny! I remember a friend of mine who hates cats…”

Try as Kaeya might, he could only tune out what Sof was saying. There was a sense of difficulty in paying attention to someone he doesn’t really enjoy being around. He thought of the matches he swiped as those who he really wanted to be with, but meeting with Sof, he felt disappointed.

He didn’t see her as someone that fits his needs. She was just another one of the fakes he had to deal with later. Such a shame. He was starting to like her, too.

Alas, she isn’t perfect. She needs to be perfect. And he’s starting to get annoyed at the sound of her voice.

Too loud. Too piercing. Too imperfect.

No, she can never fit his standards. She never will.

“Kaeya?”

“Mm?” he hummed, seeing her grab her helmet and his hands instinctively grabbing his own. Realizing what he was doing, he laughed.

“Sorry, I just did them while I was zoning out. Hop on, Sof, we need to go to the nearest store and get those supplies.”

“Oh! Of course, hold on!”

He could feel the motorcycle move as Sof got on behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist. It reminded him of those scenes in romance movies, where the girl will cling onto her potential lover as they rode off, the sun setting in the background.

He recalled seeing it and feeling that it could be him with his lover, riding off the sunset and simply enjoying the air. The golden hour setting just right, the rays hitting their complexion as he looked at them. He remembered just how lovesick he got at the idea, he craved for that same feeling when he grew older.

Such wild fantasies. He needed to work for it, but how could he, when the people he met were too imperfect?

Riding off, he could see the scene play out. However, his eyes were focused on the road, his ears straining for the beeps and sounds around them. He needed to focus on where he was going, lest he, too, will drive off somewhere else.

Despite the noise that he heard, his mind remained clear.

He knew what needed to be done.

Kaeya had so many things he's kept secret. Every client he has met, he's kept a secret that he can never tell.

Including the ones he sees ever so often.

It was a normal day when he came to the company as usual (and way before things went haywire, oddly enough), and he was assigned with yet another person to go on a date with. Although, the one he was assigned to date next had their form already in the red.

It all screamed imperfect to him. It just looked as though someone pushed her to do it all in one go, especially with the direct bias of seeing who she really likes in her profile.

It made him scowl.

How dumb were they to assign someone like that to him?

"█d████, are you sure you'll be assigning me with her?" Kaeya asked the matchmaker, watching them sigh as they gave him a look. "You know my tastes and all, but their form is rushed. I'm surprised that you haven't bothered trying to get them with someone else."

"Look, Kae, I tried. I tried, okay? But the others that fit them are taken by their previous matches. There is no way that they would simply accept getting switched like that," they explained, trying to assign his match. "Besides, we're running out of time. We need to get it sorted before the Boss gets mad!"

Kaeya scoffs. Seriously? They're always so concerned about someone else, it's ridiculous... And laughable, to boot.

"What will the boss do, hm? Would he come down and interfere?" he taunted them, scowling. "You and I know that he doesn't bother to try. All he does is simply hide himself in there because he's become too paranoid to even care."

"Paranoid? Paranoid? Please, Kaeya, do you honestly think he'd be too paranoid when he's raised a hand against me and the others?"

Kaeya's eyes narrowed. It was true that he raised a hand against them, but that simply proved his point. He didn't exactly understand why they would be so scared of a middle aged man that may drop dead over what happened weeks ago.

"Oh, that's right. You guys are paid enough to not care, don't you?" they taunted, laughing at his face. It sounded so... Forced. Mocking, even. It sounded like they were at their wits end with him, like the stress from the job got to their head.

"Yeah. Yeah, that seems to be it. You all have no remorse after being serial murderers, huh? And for what, your clients?"

"I'd stop talking if I were you, █████e," he warned, but they laughed at his face once more.

"Me? Stop? Never! You guys are all such a pain, I'm tired of playing nice!"

Even if Kaeya wanted to, he had to hold his tongue. Watching their face contort to mania, he was reminded of why the job was so twisted to the point of being inhumane.

It drives their workers into madness.

Watching Cupid lose it, he stepped back, mumbling an apology as he turned to leave. Even when he closed the door, he could still hear the echoes of their laughter, soon followed with sobbing. He knew that they were at their limit, but still...

...

He watched Eros come by, giving him a knowing look.

"Did you push them over the edge?" Eros asked, scowling. "They're going to leave the company after this week. Don't make this harder than it has to be, Alberich."

"I didn't expect them to break this much and you know it, Eros," he reasoned, but they only shook their head and walked off towards their office.

"That doesn't mean that you and everyone else weren't at fault."

Watching Eros enter their office, he could only sigh. Perhaps he's in a bit of denial, but he didn't think that she, of all people in the industry, would ever say that.

It truly goes to show where his dedication and loyalty lies.

If there was one thing he was right on, it would be his second date.

Unlike Sof, his date with Eli did not go as well as he had feasibly hoped for. Maybe he had his doubts set too high, because he was convinced that she simply wasn’t fit for the app as a whole. To him, he had thought that she would ever learn from her mistakes, but the way she acted like she was the one being inconvenienced irked him.

He hated that she’s too avoidant. He hated those types of people.

To him, he never understood why you’d go on the app to find love. Will you ever treat those you dislike the same way? Act like you were the one being inconvenienced, and not the one that has to deal with your childish acts?

Kaeya can be mischievous in his own way, yes, but even he has decorum. And frankly, he despised those who think they can act so two-faced with him. He isn’t a fool.

While his date was busy acting like they were in a good relationship (and not one where she wanted to ditch him in the middle of the day), he took the chance to check on his phone. Already, he could see notifications from TeyvaTweets, rambling about how her recent date is not the one for her.

[ I wanted Alhaitham or Wriothesley, but this guy swiped right instead. ]

[ He’s pretty, but I don’t really like him all that much lol. ]

[ Oh god im gonna get back on my date, going to lyk if it goes horribly. ]

He turned the phone off and frowned. He didn’t want to show it, but he does sometimes wonder if her being nice was simply just a ploy to keep him entertained. After all, she has expressed (on her private account, that is) that she’d drop Kaeya to “go after that hottie”, whilst attaching the photo of the boss of MixMatch.

What a joke.

They all know that the Boss would simply use her and leave her to rot. No one would look at him, go through his background, and tweet at how they can still try to get to him. ‘To get to know him better’, as one would say.

“Hey, uh, I gotta go. I have to go to the hospital to check on them.”

Lies. He knew she didn't. Besides, she couldn’t be bothered to look him straight in the eye as she told him. What is he, an idiot?

Still, he was glad it was over. Putting on a face of mock concern, his brows furrowed and he spoke.

“Oh? I see… Do you need me to drive you there?”

“No need! I can handle it,” Eli answered, packing up her things as they left the cafe awkwardly. “I’m so sorry if we have to cut it short. You must have so many plans for our date today, especially when things are getting hectic in the agency.”

Kaeya laughed, but not out of amusement. It was simply out of… politeness, in a way. Sure, he had work to do with the agency, but what they’re doing is far more different. And for him, he could hardly care if he had lost that job because he decided to slack off.

After all, he knew his date didn’t bother to give him the respect he deserved. So why should he do that in return? He’s bound to see her tweet again about this ‘awful experience’ or something.

“It's alright, I was thinking it’d come to this. I’ll catch you later then.”

Waving at Eli, he watched as she did the same and left, though the sight of her walking so stiffly as if she was scared of him brought him a bit of amusement in return. When he was sure she was gone, he lowered it with a sigh.

Another failed date, and this one was the worst he’s gotten. Unlike Sof, he didn’t feel all too bad about Eli—after all, both of them never liked each other, so why should he?

Pulling up his phone, he began to dial someone’s number. He, truthfully, never thought of needing help from the likes of him, but he had to call it when the truth was staring at him in the face.

That he and a few others needed their services to deal with a few too many bad matches, and especially ones that want to get near to those that will never look twice. Especially those who thought of him as a good guy for his actions.

Then, he clicks the call button. And it starts to ring.

He could vaguely feel it vibrate as he waited for someone to answer. The caller ID was someone that he knew too well, and especially with how their relationship is like after everything that has happened.

Each time he didn’t feel them pick up, he could only sigh and head to his ride. He knew they were avoiding it, but he wasn’t going to let up until he’s sure they’d take the call.

…

And when he felt his hopes dwindle, he felt the vibration of his phone stop, alongside a gruff and annoyed voice.

“Kaeya. I thought you and I agreed not to call each other when we’re both busy in work hours.”

“Hmm, we have, but I just needed to ask you a bit of favor, mr. Diluc,” he replied, humming in amusement. “Are you still looking for people that can help you with the wine tasting? Especially that new brew you made?”

He could hear Diluc take a deep breath, and the sigh that followed made him smile a tad wider. Even when they were all twisted in their way, he knew that Diluc remained the same way that Kaeya always knew him to be.

It’s a shame, though. They aren’t as close as he remembered, especially after what happened years ago.

“... Yes, I am. I found some that are willing, but they haven’t come back to inform me when they’ll be available.”

“I see… Well, I have someone I would love for you to meet. I’m sure you’ll like her—she fits you just right.”

No man could say a single soul what Kaeya is capable of.

Some rumored that he was a demented man, masquerading as but as a young police officer who’s mischievous and doesn’t enjoy spending long hours in his work. Others, though, say that he may be one of those people who are involved in the mess that was the Ghost Killings, at how his smile and demeanor can be so… off-putting.

As for his beloved, the one he deemed to be perfect, well… It would be neither. Kaeya was Kaeya, after all. Even if he were to be sick in the head, there was no way in Hell would anyone be able to get a single word from him.

Descending downstairs, Kaeya looked over at the room he’s decorated all for his beloved. The one he was truly, truly meant to be was all kept safely in there, double locked for his safety, and so that no one may find them. Grabbing the keys, he began to insert them in the padlocks and turn them, pushing the door open when he was done getting through the restraints.

Laid before him was his own personal darling, all laid so pretty and docile on the bed he set for him. Sure, he couldn’t speak, for his mouth had been gagged, but those dull eyes spoke more than Kaeya’s one eye could ever hope for.

“I’m home, darling,” he called out, the lovesick man stumbling to the rather complacent lover he had in his house. “Oh, I do hope I haven’t left you rotting here for so long, my dearest. Work has been exhausting for me to deal with.”

They hadn’t said a word to him, but he didn’t care. It was almost like he heard them whisper something to him, making him laugh like he was demented.

“You’re jealous? Over what, pray tell?”

Silence. Then another beat of laughter, this time more unhinged and loose than the first.

“Over them? Darling, you wound me! They’re far, far too imperfect. I have simply made sure that the ones I got were to be taken care of. You always said you wanted to have their eyes.”

Oh, he’s aware of what happened to Ba. Ba had an accident years, years ago. Their relationship had been rocky, sure, but that accident had led Kaeya to go through grief. It was almost ironic, for he experienced the first of it by his adoptive father dying.

He was unable to do anything for his adopted father. Diluc resented him for his inaction, thus, their separation. And with poor Ba… He resents the world for taking him away.

The first time he’s felt love was during college with Ba, but it was the first toxic one he had. He hadn’t been the best man for his first love, and it led to them having arguments and extreme disagreements. It wasn’t always like this, but it hurts Kaeya when they fight.

It hurts to see the person he adored too much to hate him. Spew his name out like it’s a sin.

So when Ba died during the height of their biggest fight, Kaeya was going through it again. However, he had the means to… Assist Ba in his partings.

All it truly took was the cost of his heart and his eyes to get back what’s his.

Tracing over the open chest, he grabbed the bloodied, unbeating heart that he got from Eli’s corpse. Ah, it was too imperfect, but slotting it inside Ba’s felt like it was meant to be. Those eyes he took from another girl had been replaced, slotting in the ones from Sol.

He always resented those that couldn’t see, nor those who couldn’t feel.

But now, looking at his lover who owned those faults, he couldn’t help but laugh and love them all the same.

Ba is now complete. Kaeya knows that.

And yet those tears still fell as the beat of his heart was the only one left in the world.

The world that took Ba away, and his humanity along with it.

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mongpht · 5 months

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[translate] Idia Shroud - Platinum Jacket SSR Personal Story

PART 1: Land of Dawning: National Museum of Art

Idia: Dynamic brushstrokes that can only be felt in a real painting…. Hehe! That's the true pleasure of appreciating hand-painted paintings!

Idia: Ha! Here and there…! An image of the King of the Land of the Dead and a chariot!!! Impressive! In order to free his captive friends, the King himself goes to the front lines…. Wow, it's too exciting, isn't it?

???: Right… but is it normal for a responsible commander to leave headquarters and go to the front lines?

Idia: Hua! S-silver-shi!? Stop interrupting my soliloquy*. That's why the community is so strong…

Silver: I'm sorry if I surprised you. It was an interesting opinion and I thought I'd talk to you.

Idia: While this episode is interesting, the interpretation of the King's personality is shallow…?

Silver: What do you mean by that?

Idia: If he were a politician, he could have chosen a strategy, such as telling his subordinates to take care of him and leaving them to run errands. Even so, the reason he went to a dangerous place to increase his military power was because it was an important mission that was key to the operation. Honestly… he has an extraordinary sense of responsibility!! No, he's not like some wussy and incompetent politician who just has a title.

Silver: You're saying he went it alone because it was a situation where he couldn't fail? He definitely has a unique sense of responsibility. Listening to Idia-senpai's opinion deepened my knowledge of this film and episode. You have a broad mind.

Idia: Well, well, well! Silver-shi should follow my example and take it one step further!

Silver: Right… However, there was a lot of real feeling in my statement about "what a politician should be". I heard that Idia-senpai was appointed dorm headman on the recommendation of former dorm headman Ignihide…. Maybe you were the head of a big group in the past? Were you appointed dorm headman because of your experience?

Idia: А!? No, no, what are you talking about? For some reason I don't have any experience in this kind of thing…. I'm a solo player, even in online games. Well, sometimes I'm a leader when I need to get a party together for a raid or something like that…

Silver: After all, you must have had experience leading someone.

Idia: That's not an exaggeration… Besides, I usually have a trusted mate who acts as a tank and leader. Most of the time I work as a healer or DPS. That is, most of the time I feel like I'm putting all my heart into buffs to instantly upgrade my firepower. However, my plans don't always coincide with those of my mates, and when they aren't around, I have to act as a leader…. I have no choice but to do so! The role of leader is usually played by an experienced, advanced player. I've mastered all the missions, so I understand how to move around properly. He can also be called a tank, or he can be called a leader. "Thanks to you, I was able to complete a quest of increased difficulty! I'm glad I was able to join your company!" …and I've been MVP, countless times! I had no choice but to become a leader. My talent is intimidating…

Silver: Receiving appreciation from those you've partnered with. It's proof that we can all rely on Idia-sempai's leadership.

Idia: Well, there's something to that…. maybe it's true? Fuhehehe, hehehehe! Well, I'm sorry I wasted my time leaving the leader to an incompetent person and failed the quest. Looks like from now on I'll have to form a party and be the leader when my mates aren't home! Well, the powers that be are having a tough time!

PART 2: Land of Dawning: National Museum of Art

Silver: A picture of a lion, a warthog and a meerkat? They sing as a threesome and seem to get along just fine.

Idia: Isn't it too much fun to walk while singing? This painting shows a lion, the heir to the throne, being chased out of his country….. He turns away in pain and walks with the friends he has met. It's an episode about him singing carefree, isn't it? It's lucky that we get to see a picture that glorifies his escape from his mission. Heh!

Silver: I heard once that singing makes you feel lighter. Maybe they were also trying to savor the sadness?

Idia: If you mean distracting yourself with songs, when I was little and my little brother was afraid to go to the toilet in the middle of the night….. we'd go there together, humming a song from our favourite anime….. Well, whatever the circumstances of the song's creation, the composition with the moon in the background is emo* MV style.

Silver: Ehm vi…?

Idia: Don't you know what a music video is? It's a video that accompanies a song or lyrics.

Silver: Ah, is that what you call MV? Roger.

Idia: Well, if you want to watch a music video, I recommend the Gakemo Idols music video called "People Need to Be on the Edge of a Cliff Too." The band's music videos are so good that you can watch them 100 times each…!

Silver: 100 times… is an amazing amount of times. Do you usually watch music videos that many times?

Idia: If you're a real otaku, you'll definitely watch it! After all, it's presumptuous to think you understand everything about a music video after one viewing! The first time, you just enjoy the whole video along with the song. The next three times you watch the dancing and facial expressions of the three participants. And if you go deeper into the structure of the video and the messages that come out of it… at least…. And if you dig deeper into the structure of the clip and the message it conveys… you have to watch it at least 10 times. Moreover, even one random frame in the "Gakemo" clip contains a message worthy of a film director! To deeply understand their work, it's not enough to watch the clip a few times. That's why I watch it over and over again, hundreds of times.

Silver? Is this work really that deep? It seems like it could be useful for emotional education as well. However, I think it would be a good idea to include it in school music lessons.

Idia: No, no, that's all… But it seems like Silver-shi was able to see how amazing these girls are. There are a lot of casual fans of hers who don't understand their artistry, even if they are Gakemo fans. Every time a new MV comes out, there are people who ask, "Who was featured for how many seconds?" or "Who did the management think was there?". Does that have anything to do with the quality of the work? None, right? You just don't want to understand the thought and substance behind it.

Silver: I can see… I feel like my knowledge has expanded because of Idia-senpai. Once I get back to school, let's watch some gake…mo clip, shall we?

Idia: No kidding! Is this for real? All the latest MVs are on the public account on Magicam! Be sure to watch them! You won't regret it!

PART 3: Land of Dawning: National Museum of Art

Idia: Oh, the Sea Witch, appearing in the dark… She has a nice smile and a suspicious aura.

Silver: Is this the painting that depicts the episode about the Sea Witch making a contract? It is said that the contract she made at that time was so strong that not even a powerful spear could break it.

Idia: Come to think of it, I think it was enough that it didn't tear and the letters didn't smudge, even if they got wet…

Silver: Maybe there was something spelled out in the contract that they really didn't want to break.

Idia: I'm more concerned about the material of the treaty than the content. How strong is the defence that it can't even be terminated in advance? But there are times when you want to do something that will never work, I understand.

Silver: I don't quite understand… For example, what would an Idia-sempai do?

Idia: "A game console power cord that you can never hide" or…I actually tried to make one of those once. I played games from morning to night every day, and my mum started hiding cords. If she only hid the code, I could just make a new one, but she politely hid the cord materials as well. Then I thought, "I'm going to make it impossible to hide the cords!"

Silver: I think she was worried about your health… Didn't you have the opportunity to get out of the game?

Idia: How could I have? No, I was hard at work developing the game at the time, in my own way. I installed motion sensors so that the cord would automatically disappear from people's hands… I made it transparent so the cord couldn't be found, and added a homing function so it would return on its own… And after many failures… I finally completed it…! A transparent power cord that only the authorised owner can recognise!

Silver: I can't even imagine… It's amazing that you were able to create what you wanted with your own hands.

Idia: No, it's not amazing at all. Since there was a formidable genius in the family, the technology he developed was quickly defeated by other countermeasures… This cat and mouse game went on for months until I realised that all I had to do was modify my game console to wirelessly charge. Phew… However, the brief peace that came after developing wireless charging didn't last long…. Later, a strange device that disables all wireless charging within a 10 metre radius appears as the final boss. Yeah. Well, the experience I gained from developing things like motion sensors and autonomous controls came in handy when I was making Ortho, so all my trial and error didn't go to waste.

Silver: Even if you can imagine an ideal, it's hard to realise it. However, Idia-senpai has achieved a lot. I respect that.

Idia: Wait, what is this suddenly happening? I'm afraid of unexpected, direct compliments…. Are you trying to get me to buy a vase or something?

Silver? Why are we suddenly talking about a vase? Um, has it been that long? I got held up for a while. Oh, I'm sorry. Thanks for letting me hear your valuable story. Well, I must be going.

Silver's gone.

Idia: Phew… I haven't talked to a lot of people in a while and I'm tired. Need to calm down and look at the picture… Ah, that…

Idia: He's a hero from mythology. That sparkling gaze… He looks like he's sure of his bright future. There's no way his life could have turned out so well… I hope he doesn't get carried away and float down the river of the underworld.

*Soliloquy — speech addressed to oneself.

*Emo is emotional

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autumnslance · 17 days

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New Game+ Tutorial

"I don't remember this part of the story." "It's been so long since I played X expansion." "What happened during that raid again?" "Who was this character?" "I story skipped the MSQ/job quests so I don't know what happened and who these people are!"

There's answers to this, friends. Not only is the game's own Unending Journey (in inn rooms, or as furnishing in your FC or private rooms/homes) able to replay many cutscenes, and there's the completed quest log, but there are places online, such as Garland Tools and the FFXIV Game Script, that keep most (not all) of the quest text handy.

But if you want to relive those quests, and/or get the side dialogues and replay (or first time play!) the experiences, as of Shadowbringers 5.1 there's a feature called New Game+ to allow that.

New Game+ (or NG+) will let you replay past questlines, at your current level (which makes it go pretty fast in a lot of cases). There is No experience or rewards to gain through this feature--no using it to level alt jobs. It purely exists to allow experiencing, or re-experiencing, completed content.

Once defeating the Ultima Weapon and Lahabrea at level 50 in ARR's finale of 2.0, you can go to Vesper Bay and find the Wistful Whitebeard.

More info and images below the Keep Reading cut...

(image taken from gamesconsolewiki and their article on this feature.)

Once you've unlocked the feature by talking to him, you get a new menu option in your Duty menu (the exclamation point icon), right between Duty Recorder and Hall of the Novice.

Once you select the feature it brings up a menu of options; it usually defaults to Main Story Quests, but I also have a paused replay under "Suspend" in progress. There are also options that match other quest interfaces, like your Journal or the Unending Journey; Chronicles of a New Era for raids and trials, Side Story for quests like Hildibrand, the Scholasticate, Role Master Quests, Void Quests, and Chronicles of Light (story important side quests, like Tales of the Dragonsong War, Tales from the Shadows, Tales of Newfound Adventure). Tank, Healer, DPS, Crafting, and Gathering quests also have their own categories.

Each Expansion MSQ is broken into parts; usually 2 parts for the x.0 main expansion, and then 2 parts for the patches. They're only available after x.0 or the patch stories are complete.

Also notice the "Help" icon in the top right of the NG+ overlay; it opens a pretty comprehensive guide, divided into menu sections, about how the feature works.

ARR is split into 6 parts, and I do think 2.0 could use a rework in how they're split but for now, I'm selecting Part 6 to look for specific side dialogues that only exist in this timeframe.

Selecting Part 6 opens the description; the Crystal Braves have just been formed, to help the Scions with the turmoil still facing the realm--from refugees, to Garlemald's continuing threat, to primals and Ascians.

Once you do, the NG+ quest info shows up, usually around where ever you keep your MSQ quest marker. I hide my MSQ tracker once it's done, so NG+ fits in that same spot in the upper left for me.

It tells me to "Relive Past Adventures!", which expac and part I'm in, and which quest is my starting point in this case, "Traitor in the Midst", the start of the Ivy spy plotline in Patch 2.4.

From here it progresses as if I am back in that patch and on those quests, but without any experience or rewards. Aeryn's in her current level 90 appearance and skills, making it easy to skip past and handle level 45-50 enemies in these zones.

So long as I am in NG+, I cannot do current quests, plots, or other content; I can't complete new current level duties (duties new in NG+ itself are fine), I can't access the MB, my retainers, or the Unending Journey. I can manually Suspend my current playthrough, or performing some of these actions (like duties) will automatically suspend my NG+ playthrough. You also cannot start NG+ while doing certain things (like some quests, such as leves).

This also will not let you play through the start of other city-states, only your original starter town. Solo duties will let you choose their difficulty immediately, without having to fail them first like in normal play.

If I want to drop my NG+ save before I've finished the replay--maybe I found the info and screenshots I wanted--I can delete the save.

This is an extremely helpful feature that can be used to replay events and quests, either for the fun of it, or because you want to find specific dialogue or lore information that only exists in a specific point in game. Maybe you want to visit old friends lost along the way, or take new screenshots of your WoL as they are post-fantasia.

Maybe it's just been a few years, and you've found you've forgotten some things and want to remember how the story actually went, especially knowing what you know now.

#final fantasy xiv #FFXIV #Tutorial #New Game+#NG+#features #how to #menus #screenshots #MSQ #lore #alt text

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racefortheironthrone · 5 months

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At first, I thought the mission at the outset of the Krakoa saga to take out the base by the sun was plot-driven, to create heroic deaths for a bunch of favs and then show off the resurrection system. Now I'm certain. A couple of OMEGA LEVEL mutants who can control magnetic fields & atmosphere would be a LOT more useful inside Mercury than wings or a guy who makes holes in train stations (which is why he didn't go on Asteroid M raid), but the Doylist point of the mission really was their death.

You're certainly right from a Doylist perspective, and it might even be true from a Watsonian perspective - is Xavier enough of a bastard to send his X-Men to die just to give a Big Reveal for the Five at the founding of Krakoa?

I think not.

As we see in Hickman's X-Men, and Inferno, the Orchis Forge is Krakoa's own bridge too far. They destroy the Mother Mold, but Nimrod comes online anyway, thanks to the time travel/multiverse meddling of Omega Sentinel. After the mission in HOXPOX, Krakoa sends its biggest guns again and again - they send X-Force, they send Mystique, they send Magneto, they send assassins, they send the Brood, and no matter what they try they fail.

Rather, I think the point has to do with Hickman's existential themes about defying inevitability, fate versus free will, and the necessity of resistance.

While I'm throwing down bets, I will put $20 that, in FOTHOXROTPOX, Krakoa will rally to defeat ORCHIS once and for all - only to find that ORCHIS and their secret machine masters were merely pawns meant to distract and delay Krakoa, in order to buy time for the real existential threat: the Dominion.

#hoxpox #orchis #dominion #xmen #xmen meta #hoxpox doxroxdeox foxfothoxrotpox #jonathan hickman #kieron gillen #gerry duggan #al ewing #ben percy #iman vellani #steve foxe

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kittythesnugglycat · 1 year

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Hey, listen!

I saw a mob boss drawing of Diavolo, and it got me thinking: What if there was an Obey Me! Mafia AU?

Hear me out: In this AU, Diavolo is the mob boss of a very powerful mafia. Barbatos is his assistant and butler that isn't afraid to get his hands dirty.

Lucifer is Diavolo's right-hand man, still doing some paperwork but is mostly on the field overseeing construction and making sure their moles in the police station aren't thinking about turning on Diavolo.

Mammon is in charge of the treasury. It's his job to make sure that all the money is accounted for. He sometimes thinks about taking a duffel bag full of cash for himself. But he never does because he's very afraid of what Diavolo and Lucifer will do to him.

Leviathan is the head of Diavolo's tech department. This means that he's in charge of all the hackers and does most of the background checks for new employees. Although this doesn't stop him from secretly watching some anime on his laptop.

Satan is Diavolo's secretary. And even though that's not the most glamorous job in the world, he does sneak in some reading from time to time and has snuck a few cats into the building.

Asmodeus is the influencer of the mafia. He boosts Diavolo's popularity online and spreads lies (good lies) about Diavolo so more people have faith in him and less in the police. He once livestreamed himself brutally killing an enemy of the mob... You'd be surprised how many followers he gained because of it.

Beelzebub is Diavolo's taste-tester. It's his job to make sure none of Diavolo's food is poisoned. If it is, Beel would rather it kill him first before Diavolo. He enjoys his job because he gets to have bites of Diavolo's food and tastes of his expensive drinks. He also has free reign of the kitchen (and has been chased out by Lucifer multiple times for raiding the fridge and cupboards at night).

Belphegor has the most unlikely job: Training the new employees. Belphegor is a man that can kill people in ways that haven't even been heard of yet. And if 'interrogation' of a suspected traitor is needed, he will apply methods of unspeakable torture that people have the most vivid nightmares of. He sneaks in naps on his breaks, and is a weapons master.

Simeon is on the police force. He joined because he wants to help people, but that's becoming increasingly difficult with how many corrupt cops there are. Luke is his adopted son.

Solomon is also a cop, and a damn good one (even if his cooking sucks). He doesn't like the mafia, and will openly admit it to anyone who asks.

#beel obey me #lucifer obey me #obey me au #mammon obey me #belphegor obey me #lord diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me leviathan #obey me asmodeus #obey me satan #obey me luke #obey me simeon #obey me solomon

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If my OC was Canon what God Awful Fandom Hot Takes would their be for them?

Ohhh what do you think they would perceive Aldreda/Alicent?

Not the ask I expected, & I'll be honest I've thought about this more with the Roycegaryens, so it took a minute but I think I've got a good thought process going here. I'm gonna tackle it first with Aldreda herself, because I think that's a lot of important context, & then I'll talk about Aldricent. [Also, content warnings for below the cut: mentions of sexual abuse, discussions of violence, mentions of emotona abuse, general unhinged fandom bs]

Aldreda would be fucking divisive. There's no way around it, I know she would be. Because she's only Gender Weird & not a man, she'd get viewed more negatively than someone like Daemon or Aemond, who are also divisive in their own ways but get more positive attention. She has all the makings of getting seen like a girlboss (she fights & raids, all her hobbies are masculine, she's “sexually liberated”), but she has way too much grit to get boiled down to that unless you want to be really fucking delusional (& trust, I know a lot of fans of HOTD are/can be because of how young a lot of them skew). She's mean & petty, early on in her arc she pretty obviously objectifies other women (regardless of how nice & respectful by comparison she is), she revels in violence if she's the cause of it, & she really quickly turncloaks in The Dance because wrong place/wrong time & getting captured & offered the position of Aegon’s Master of Ships in exchange for her & her remaining men's lives (nevermind she personally was determined to be neutral/wasn't really engaging with the war before getting conscripted by Team Green). Because she's not easily sanitizable & on the less popular side of the war, she wouldn't be getting any favors from a lot of fandom. And that's not even touching on how, like, way hard-core Team Green stans would feel about her, I cannot even fathom if it would be positive or negative (if anyone has thoughts there lmk, I'm curious).

So, just in general Aldreda would be getting hot takes about how she's not really one of the Ironborn & making up all kind of shit about honor & doing a disservice to her whole House & culture (like Sansa got/gets about Not Really Being Northern), & about how she should have either let herself get killed or have somehow murdered her way out of being surrounded by trained soldiers who'd disarmed her & were literally only leaving her unharmed/unacosted because they watched her rip a man's ear off with her teeth. Really vindictive Aldreda antis would come out with hot takes about her deserving all the emotional neglect & emotional incest & sexual abuse from her backstory & how it should have been worse, or that she should have “shut up & married her cousin instead of getting involved in the war & sticking her nose where it doesn't belong/betraying Rhaenyra [whom she has never fucking met].” There'd probably be a pretty vocal minority that ships her with her abuser/cousin just because he's “hot & possessive,” & that is a very rancid hot take. People would victim blame her & also claim she was the direct reason her murdered/not dead by happenstance brothers got murdered.

Aldricent, I don't think, would be super popular outside of tumblr. Like, Aldricent just is for the tumblrinas because it's “becoming less toxic yuri marriage arc,” & that would speak to the tumblr-flavor-chronically-online girlies (gender neutral).

I approach this next bit as a Rhaenicent Enjoyer, but a lot of hate for Aldricent would come from there, imo. Aldreda would get called “bargain bin Rhaenyra” due to the places their stories kinda overlap, & depending on which bias you approached the ship from would determine your hot take from there. It'd either be “Alicent is replacing Rhaenyra with Aldreda who's a lesser model, & she'd probably leave her in a heartbeat if she came to her senses & started supporting her girlboss one true love” or “Aldreda is sexually manipulating Alicent & is literally only one step above Larys or Viserys due to her issues/trauma surrounding female sexuality that she's obviously never going to grow from/improve upon. Criston should kill her.” Before the growth arc, there'd probably be hot takes/jokes about Alicent being a pillow princess & finally getting to nut, & some of them would probably come from a good place, but it's still a Bad Hot Take to me because Alicent's lack of active participation the first time they fuck is an Aldreda choice.

There'd probably also be hot takes about which one of them is fixing the other with their magic, problem solving pussy or w/e, because that's how relationships work 🙄 (whoever you think is fixing the other is determined by who you like more &/or whoever you think is worse, I suppose. Pick your poison/bad take).

#asks #oc: aldreda farwynd

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Hogwarts Legacy Character Sheet — Beatrix Luxiem

“We are chained to the earth by a chain of gold, but we dare not sever it; for fear of what lies beyond the drop.”

☾ General ☽

Name: Beatrix Miriana Luxiem

Name Meanings:

Beatrix - "blessed voyager"

Miriana - "wonderful"

Luxiem - "regal light"

Nicknames:

"Bea, Trix" - Common Nicknames

"Queen Bea"

"Honey Bea"

"The New Fifth-Year"

"The Hero of Hogwarts" (1/4)

"The Keeper of the Repository"

"The Heiress of Ravenclaw"

Gender: Female

Birthdate: August 27th, 1875

Zodiac Sign: Virgo

Personality Type (MBTI): INFJ - The Advocate

Species: Human

Blood Status: Pureblood

Alignment: True Neutral

Nationality: British

Ethnic Background: British, Scottish, Romanian, and Chinese.

Languages: English, Romanian, Latin

Sexuality: Pansexual

Hometown: London, England

☾ Physical Appearance ☽

Hair: Messy raven black hair that flows down her back

Eyes: Pinkish Red

Height: 167cm (5'6")

Weight: 62kg (137lbs)

Body Type: Skinny, Curvy

Skin Tone: Pale white skin with a rosy undertone.

Style:

Ravenclaw Robes

Dark Academia (Outside Campus)

Accessories:

Blue and white painted fingernails.

Markings: A beauty mark on her right cheekbone.

Scarring:

Scars around various parts of her body from the battle of the final respiratory.

Self harm scars on her inner thighs.

CV: Amelia Gething (Female MC)

Faceclaim/Actress: Auli'i Cravalho

Personality:

Initially, Beatrix is polite and cordial, she’s more than open to the thought of making friends but is not naive to think that everyone she encounters is good. She’s a good person to have in your corner, as she cares deeply about her friends and is always willing to lend a hand (or to help them with their homework). A chess prodigy, she tends to compare some aspects of life to a game of chess, she is quite perceptive and is easily able to tell whether or not someone is lying while also being a master of persuasion herself.

At times, she can come across as morbid and detached but really she's just socially awkward. Not much fazes her and what most people would find disturbing or fearful fascinates her and she would want to learn everything about it. She's rather adventurous for a Ravenclaw but that's mainly due to her insatiable curiosity and the fact that her mind tends to be moving a mile per minute so she needs to do something to distract herself so that she doesn't do something even more dangerous.

Beatrix is very intelligent and ambitious, despite being put in Ravenclaw, she shows and exhibits many traits of a Slytherin but her most noticeable trait is her wit, she loves a good mystery and enjoys solving puzzles and riddles which goes hand and hand with her habit of dungeon exploring and tomb raiding, something her parents had instilled in her from a young age. Like her father, Beatrix has a bit of a mischievous streak but it's more playful than anything malicious, she likes to tease her friends and playfully call them out. That's not to say that she doesn't have a dark side, she most certainly does given everything that she's been through, it just takes a lot to bring it out but when it does, one should be absolutely cautious around her if they don't want to get hurt.

Always the calm, cool, and collected leader as well as a genius strategist, it's rare to see Beatrix upset or angry and when she does, it's jarring (and honestly quite frightening) to see. Beatrix has a bad habit of suppressing her emotions and tends to do most things on her own even if the situation calls for more than one person. It's less that she doesn't want help and more like she's scared to ask for help and with trying to catch up with the rest of the 5th years, competing the Keeper's Trials, and the constant threat of Loyalists, Poachers, and Ashwinders does not help at all, fortunately, this is something she acknowledges and is trying to work on.

☾ Family ☽

Vincent Luxiem; Father, Deceased - A pureblood wizard of a wealthy family, former Slytherin and a researcher of ancient magic, Vincent was an enigma to the people around him and even his peers, he was a quiet man but by all means not shy, in fact, he had quite the wicked mischievous streak. He was intelligent and charismatic and definitely had no shortage of admirers during his time as a student. He was endlessly fascinated with history and archaic forms of magic, often sneaking out of the castle to go exploring ruins and tombs, he found himself mentors in Eleazar and Miriam Fig who he would soon grow to see them as family. Despite having multiple admirers, he found true love in Sorina Albescu who was just as obsessively in love with him as he was with her, the two of them quickly getting married shortly after graduation. He and Sorina had made names for themselves as famous treasure hunters and tomb raiders, discovering many lost artifacts and revealing lost information and history.

Fiora Dalca/Sorina Luxiem (née Albescu); Mother, Deceased - A pureblood witch from Romania, a complete enigma of a woman, little to no information on her before coming to Hogwarts in her 5th year as a Ravenclaw can be found. A bright woman who at times could get a tad bit manic but was optimistically curious about the world around her (both muggle and wizarding worlds) and was often found in places she wasn't supposed to be in or situations that weren't ideal however, that never stopped her, in fact, one would say that it caused her to be all the more intrigued with the world around her. Sorina also had a few admirers but none of them had captured her attention and stolen her heart like Vincent Luxiem, immediately falling head over heels for him, fortunately, the feeling was mutual. She and Vincent had made names for themselves as famous treasure hunters and tomb raiders, discovering many lost artifacts and revealing lost information and history.

Eleazar Fig; Mentor (Adoptive Grandfather), Deceased - After her parents' deaths, Beatrix was taken in by Eleazar per Vincent's final wish, stating that should anything happen to him and Sorina, he would want Fig to take care of Beatrix, knowing that she would be in good hands under his care. Despite their rocky start, Beatrix slowly grew attached to Fig and Fig, having saw Vincent as a son, gradually began to see Beatrix as a granddaughter. Their bond only grew stronger when he began to mentor Beatrix and in private, she calls him 'grandfather' which always warms Fig's heart.

Paternal Grandparents: Miriana Luxiem & Xi Baizhu

Maternal Grandparents: Caturix Floarea & Boian Dalca

Uncles: Omor Dracul (Anastasia's Husband), Dorin Gheata (Cipriana's Husband), Anatolie Lupu (Elisabeta's Husband)

Aunts: Anastasia Dalca, Cipriana Dalca, Elisabeta Dalca (Sorina's Sisters)

Cousins: Stefan Dracul, Darius Dracul (Anastasia and Omor's Sons)

Agrapina Gheata, Lenuta Gheata, Boian Gheata (Cipriana and Dorin's Children)

Odeta Lupu (Elisabeta and Anatolie's Daughter)

Relatives:

Caelum Luxiem (Great-Grandfather)

Gentiana Luxiem (née Waverly) (Great-Grandmother)

Aurelius Luxiem ("Grand-Uncle")

Elena Luxiem (née Felmier) (Aurelius' Wife)

Regis Luxiem ("Uncle")

Florence Sinclair (Regis' Ex-Wife)

Aurora Luxiem (Second Cousin)

Lucian Luxiem (Second Cousin)

Belladonna Fleuret (née Luxiem) ("Aunt")

Gerard Fleuret (Belladonna's Husband)

Roman Fleuret (Second Cousin)

Raphael Fleuret (Second Cousin)

Violetta Fleuret (Second Cousin)

Corvus Ravenclaw (Ancestor)

Rowena Ravenclaw (Ancestor)

☾ Hogwarts/Magic ☽

Wand: Crooked Spiral - Dark Grey

Wood: Cherry

Core: Dragon Heartstring

Length: 9 3/4 in.

Flexibility: Slightly Yielding

Handle: Celestial - Blue

House: Ravenclaw (Ten minute Hatstill between Ravenclaw and Slytherin)

Best Class: Potions

Worst Class: Herbology

Favorite Professor: Eleazar Fig

Least Favorite Professor: Satyavati Shah

Favorite Subject(s): DADA, Astronomy, Transfiguration, Magical Theory

Least Favorite Subject(s): Herbology

Boggart: The mutilated corpses of her parents

Riddikulus: A pair of meowing Kneazles

Patronus: Crow

Patronus Memory: Playing chess with her father, Dragon riding with her mother, Fencing with her grandmother.

Mirror of Erised: Her parents alive and happy with her.

Animagus: In her 7th year, Beatrix does become an Animagus, her animal form is a Snow Leopard.

Amortentia (what she smells like): Vanilla, mint, lavender, chamomile, freshly printed books

Amortentia (what she smells): Smoked wood, parchment paper, fire smoke, cinnamon spice, earthy scent

Quidditch: No

Prefect: No

Head Boy/Girl: Yes (6th Year)

Clubs:

Investigation Team (Founder)

Crossed Wands

O.W.L. Classes:

Transfiguration - Acceptable

Charms - Outstanding

Herbology - Acceptable

Astronomy - Outstanding

Potions - Exceeds Expectations

History of Magic - Outstanding

Defense Against the Dark Arts - Exceeds Expectations

Flying - Acceptable

Ancient Runes - Outstanding

Magic Theory - Outstanding

O.W.L. Electives:

Arithmancy - Outstanding

Divination - Exceeds Expectations

Care of Magical Creatures - Exceeds Expectations

Ancient Runes - Outstanding

Magic Theory - Outstanding

Alchemy - Exceeds Expectations

N.E.W.T. Classes:

Divination - Acceptable

Astronomy - Outstanding

Charms - Outstanding

Arithmancy - Exceeds Expectations

History of Magic - Exceeds Expectations

Herbology - Acceptable

Ancient Runes - Outstanding

Magic Theory - Outstanding

Alchemy - Exceeds Expectations

Abilities:

Ancient Magic

Legilimency

Occlumency

Summoning

Unforgivable Curses

☾ Background ☽

Beatrix Miriana Luxiem was born on August 27th, 1875 to Vincent and Sorina Luxiem in London, England, a wealthy family and a prominent bloodline in the wizarding world due to being direct descendents of Rowena Ravenclaw, something that Beatrix wouldn't truly understand until she grew older and started her 5th year in Hogwarts. Her birth was unexpected as it was confirmed by many doctors that Sorina was infertile, something that crushed both her and Vincent as they wanted nothing more than to have a child to love, spoil, and share their knowledge and passions with. So when it was revealed that Sorina was miraculously pregnant, they saw it as an absolute miracle. Despite growing up as an only child, Beatrix had never once felt lonely, her parents loved her immensely and she loved them just as much, plus, she found more comfort with her pets, a kneazle Calcifer and a hebridean black dragon Vasile, even when she didn't show signs of having magic at a young age, something that did make her parents worry but never blamed her for, understanding that it something that was out of her control but the more Beatrix grew, the more concerned her parents became, especially since she kept having intense nosebleeds and awful headaches that would leave her in physical pain and bedridden for hours.

Concerned and frightened for her wellbeing, Vincent and Sorina would take her to every medical professional in the wizarding world that would help her, including Gerard Fleuret, a good friend of theirs and family member and also a reputable healer. Beatrix would become good friends with his children (and her cousins), Roman, Raphael, and Violetta. Unfortunately, there was no cure for her mysterious affliction, most couldn’t even describe what was wrong with her, the best they could hope for was that she would grow out of it when she gets older. Fortunately, her nosebleeds and headaches did slow down as she grew up but at age 12, Beatrix still didn't show any signs of having magical abilities, deeming her as a squib, neither Vincent or Sorina cared about that as Beatrix was their pride and joy, magical powers or no. However, that would soon be the last of Beatrix's worries as her world would come crashing down on one fateful day. What was supposed to be a normal house visit from Gerard immediately took a turn for the worst when three armed assailants broke into the Luxiem mansion with the intentions of killing Vincent and selling Sorina and Beatrix to the black market. Despite putting up a fight, Vincent and Sorina were sadly killed in front of Beatrix who was too terrified to even think of running away.

It was Roman who saved her, as Beatrix was tied up and gagged on the floor while the men were thinking their next move, they didn't notice Gerard and Roman showing up and seeing the murder scene. Gerard, horrified, explicitly told Roman to hide somewhere safe while he went to go get the authorities. Roman, who knew that it would be too late by the time anyone from the Ministry would arrive, took matters into his own hands, however, he didn't stop the men with magic...

By the time Gerard and a group of officers from the Ministry came back, they were shocked and horrified at the sight of Roman and Beatrix covered in blood huddled together. It was then revealed that Roman had physically killed two of the assailants while Beatrix had killed the last one. It was a terrifying and confusing situation but the Ministry decided to let Roman and Beatrix go free given how young they were and labeled the incident as self defense, but now a new problem had arisen.

Now an orphan, Beatrix had nowhere to go nor did she had anyone to turn to, along with the fact that she was considered to be a squib, the odds were looking to be less in her favor. Her saving grace came in the form of Eleazar Fig who became her caretaker and legal guardian after it was revealed to be Vincent's last wish in his will. At first, it was quite awkward, as Fig had never raised a child and Beatrix was still grieving over the loss of her parents. It wasn't until her 13th year that things began to change, this time for the better, Beatrix had finally unlocked her magical abilities...by setting the kitchen on fire whilst making a meal. Despite his ruined kitchen, Fig was happy and Beatrix was ecstatic and so very relieved, with the approval of Headmaster Black and Professor Weasley, it was decided that Beatrix would start Hogwarts in her 5th year but in the meantime, Fig would mentor and train her to hone her magical abilities.

On September 1st, 1890, now 15 years old, Beatrix Luxiem begins her 5th (technically 1st) year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, unaware of the perilous journey she would go on as she discovers her connections to an ancient magic and the legacy her parents left behind for her all while trying to stop a war-threatening rebellion.

☾ Career ☽

15 – 17: Hogwarts Student

18 – 60: Tomb Raider/Ancient Magic Researcher

60 – 70: Informant

70 – 83: Arithmancy Professor at Hogwarts

83 – Death: Retired

Priorities:

Her studies

Learning more about ancient magic and her parents

Keeping her friends from getting themselves killed

Earning her independence

Exploring the world

Strengths:

Creative

Insightful

Passionate

Altruistic

Reliable

Weaknesses:

Perfectionistic

Prone to burnout

Critical

Stubborn

Ruminative

Colors:

Blue

Grey

Black

White

Hobbies:

Reading

Playing Chess

Fencing

Sketching

Dungeon Exploring

Stargazing

☾ Relationships ☽

Best Friend(s):

Veronica Delacroix | 5th Year | Slytherin (OC)

Noelle Ottinger | 5th Year | Hufflepuff (OC)

Ines Rivera | 5th Year | Gryffindor (OC)

Sebastian Sallow

Ominis Gaunt

(I'm open to any and all OC friends, feel free to DM me if you want to be added!)

Friend(s):

Natsai Onai

Poppy Sweeting

Imelda Reyes

Garreth Weasley

Amit Thakkar

Samantha Dale

Everett Clopton

Acquaintances:

Leander Prewett

Andrew Larson

Duncan Hobhouse

Dormmates:

Samantha Dale

Constance Dagworth

Mahendra Pehlwaan

Enemies:

Ranrok

Victor Rookwood

Theophilus Harlow

Rivals:

Violet McDowell

Love Interest: Sebastian Sallow

Children:

Vergil & Vincent Sallow (Twin Sons)

Anne Sallow (Daughter)

Nero & Kyrie Sallow (Twins)

Pet(s):

Calcifer (Female Kneazle)

Vasile (Male Hebridean Black Dragon)

Sorin (Male Phoenix)

☾ Misc & Trivia ☽

Beatrix's conception was partially a result of ancient magic, on one of their particularly riskier adventures, Sorina had accidentally interacted with an ancient magical artifact which had allowed her-for a certain period of time-to become fertile. So in a way, Beatrix is quite literally born from ancient magic.

Due to the ancient magic flowing within her as well as her natural magical abilities as a pureblood witch, it was simply too much power for Beatrix to handle as a child, it created a sort of blockage which as a result was the reason why Beatrix was such a "late-bloomer".

Despite now having magical prowess, Beatrix still suffers from nosebleeds and headaches once in a while. They become more frequent the more she pushes herself and becomes more stressed or if she tries to repress herself. On the other hand, should she get too angry or if her emotions are at an all time high, she is able to do catastrophic damage but will unable to get her magic under control which resulting Beatrix having to monitor her emotions at nearly all times.

Her eyes glow red sometimes as a result of the ancient magic in her body.

Beatrix struggles heavily with depression and suicidal thoughts, this primarily stemmed from the deaths of her parents. Of course, she never has told anyone of this and tries to distract herself from her intrusive thoughts, half of the time it works.

Beatrix's favorite poet is William Blake due to Vincent reading her various poems to help her fall asleep. Sorina, however, instilled a love for mystery and adventure into her by telling her stories of her and Vincent's adventures..Sometimes Beatrix herself will quote William Blake just for fun.

Beatrix is a beautiful singer however, since the death of her parents, she rarely sings anymore.

Beatrix's most prized possession is a black Queen chess piece from her favorite chess set her father gave to her on her 10th birthday.

Beatrix hates having her hair styled in an updo other than a ponytail, it's unknown why she does but she much prefers having her hair down or in a ponytail if she has to have it up.

Aside from chess, Beatrix is a fencing prodigy and skilled at playing the violin.

Beatrix has a love for dragons and felines and at one point when she was young, had snuck 16 stray cats into the Luxiem Estate.

Beatrix is the one who designed the Investigation Team's logo.

Beatrix is the ancestor of Katrina Lyon (HPHM MC) and Levi Vanrouge (HPMA OC)

Inspirations

Noctis Lucis Caelum — Final Fantasy XV

Wednesday Addams — Wednesday (2022)

L Lawliet — Death Note

Caitlyn Kiramman — Arcane (2021)

Mikasa Ackerman — Attack on Titan

V — Devil May Cry 5

The Hogwarts Investigation Team

💙 Beatrix Luxiem (Here) | 💚 Veronica Delacroix | 💛 Noelle Ottinger (Coming Soon) | ❤️ Ines Rivera (Coming Soon)

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mikunology · 1 year

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ok I’m gonna take the likes on that post I made as a yes so

a few of my other ideas for Vocal Android episode plots under the cut! reminder that these are only ideas, I’m not a master writer or anything-

there’s actually more than this but I wanted to put stuff where I’m actually like “ok this could be a solid premise”

“Hate It! Hate It! Huge Ego!” - Una gets jealous of Miku, Rin and Len getting asked by the Event Committee to headline the school sports festival, leading her to attract a Module that turns her into a monster.

“Turkish March -It’s Over- \(^o^)/” - Miku gets serious nerves when the group has to perform a concert for a very influential classical musician.

“A Song of Wastelands, Forests, and Magic” - After a few weeks of having no free time because of crimefighting, Miku becomes determined to make the class trip to the mountains a relaxing one, come hell or high water.

“ONLINE GAME ADDICTS SPRECHCHOR” - Rin, Len and Miku gets hooked on a new VR MMORPG game that’s hit the market, but they end up having to go inside the game itself when a mysterious virus starts holding players hostage inside the game.

“Panda Hero” - When Gumi’s school softball team starts falling behind, Gumi creates some robots to help them improve their game - except the robots go rogue and try to become the new softball team, causing her to enlist the Cryptons’ help in beating the machines.

“Ai Dee” - Miku and Luka get a chance to model for a popular fashion designer holding a show in town, Chika. However, Luka starts to notice something’s very off about Chika.

“Weekender Girl” - Miku tries every trick she can think of to get into a newly-opened club in town that doesn’t allow robots.

“Paris Cinema Girl” - A foreign exchange student named Kokone arrives on the scene and hires the Cryptons to star in a commercial for her family’s chocolate company. Meanwhile, hearing about Kokone’s upper-class status, Dex and Daina attempt to get involved.

“Nostalogic” - Miku stumbles upon a video disc in the basement of Meiko when she was a one-hit wonder teen idol. The kids then team up to convince Meiko to take the stage one more time.

“Happy Halloween” - The kids join the Kenmochi Investigation Club in a ghost hunt at the school for a supposed spirit haunting the gym.

“Dance Robot Dance” - The Crypton Crew take a trip to a robotics exhibit in town as part of Crypton’s showcase, but things go awry when Dialtone hijacks the headliner mech robot.

“Ohedo Julia Night” - The team gets a gig performing at the local obon festival, but Miku’s attempt to join the festivities before showtime becomes interrupted by Dex and Daina pulling a raid. Meanwhile, Gumi and Kokone wage battle for getting to see fireworks with Len.

“Dramaturgy” - Miku and friends visit a theater in town to learn more about musical theater and opera. Unfortunately, it becomes more of a showdown against their teacher’s snobby star student, Prima.

“Super Charge Macher” - Miku gets the opportunity to guest at a grand prix race that Rin and Len happen to be participating in, but ends up having to leap in when she realizes two rival racers are trying to run everyone off the track.

“Newly Edgy Idols” - Miku, Rin, and Luka participate as guest judges at a freelance idol contest, with the winner getting signed to a popular label. However, the girls quickly realize that the idols are acting unusually hostile to each other…

“Burenai Ai de” - Dialtone attempts to take over every screen in Sapporo with the help of some new tech during an important televised concert, causing Miku to go inside the infrastructure of Sapporo’s TV waves to save the day.

#vocal android verse #i hope i won't regret posting this

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vatnalilja · 1 year

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Boschi x Reader

Boundaries of master and butler blur as you tend to Boschi's hair one evening and find yourself in his embrace.

1405 words, fluff, tension, but no actual smut

Note: This uses Y/N prompts. Check out @interactivefics for browser plugins that let you replace Y/N (and any term you like) to improve your online story-reading experience. I wrote this with a feminine reader in mind, but it is gender-neutral.

The door to your bedroom is locked, and you've relocated your chairs to the crackling fireplace. You stand in front of your seated guest with a silver-plated brush in one hand. Your other hand rests on his head, your fingers buried in his midnight-black hair that shimmers the deepest blue in the light of the fire. His good eye stares up at you, a glimmer barely hidden in its soft aquamarine iris.

His long hair tumbles loose around his shoulders and falls between his wide-spread knees, where it pools on the wooden floor. Until recently, you rarely saw him with his hair down, and you savored those moments. Now that he comes to you occasionally for help with his hair when he can't find Ammon, you have the pleasure of seeing him this way far more often.

He hesitated to accept your help since he knew it wasn't the sort of thing a master of the house should do for the servants, but you wouldn't hear it. Thankfully, you hardly had to persuade him before he convinced himself it'd be fine—he'll be the first to admit he is a terrible butler. The faint, roguish grin he constantly casts your way is more than a hint at the unprofessional things that run through his mind.

You start the brush at his natural part and stroke it downward as you lift the locks with your hand and carefully undo any snarls that have dried into place. The fingers of his prosthetic hand tap on the arm of the chair as you detangle his hair, a sign the process stung, but he won't say anything. If only you could bring some proper conditioner from your world, it would solve his problems. You've already raided Lono's cupboards for various lightweight oils and have yet to find a satisfactory substitute.

"Am I hurting you?" you ask.

"Better you than Ammon." He smirks as he runs his good hand along your arm.

Once you've loosened the knot you've been working on, you run your brush through his hair and watch as the stiff bristles straighten the strands. He closes his eyes as you work and slumps toward your hand as his posture softens. His prosthetic hand drapes loosely over the edge of the armrest, the tension it once tapped out forgotten.

The brush's bristles sweep through his hair in a calm rhythm, and the repetitive motion is hypnotic. Before long, you've eased into a daze as you work through his hair meter by meter. He occasionally hums, and his good hand touches you wherever he finds you: your forearm, hip, thigh. It doesn't matter to him.

"Y/N." He opens his eyes and gazes up at you.

"Yes?" you ask.

He tugs you a step forward by the hips, between his wide-set knees, until your shins bump against the front of his chair, and you momentarily fumble the brush.

"Let me spend the night here. It's so much quieter," he says.

You wait for his follow-up clarification that he's joking. Of course, he's never actually joking—he always says what he truly wants and then pretends not to be serious before you become flustered. Moments go by, and he makes no excuse for himself. Instead, he wraps his arms around your waist and flirts his fingers under the hem of your shirt and across the small of your back.

"Next, you'll ask to sleep in my bed." You tuck some hair behind his ear. "Kidding, kidding."

"That's a nice idea. I'm glad you had it," he says.

"Boschi."

You trail your fingertips over his scalp, and his eyes drift shut again.

"Mu can't be the only butler in your bed."

He shifts your shirt several centimeters until he reveals your belly, then presses his lips to it. Your skin prickles with gooseflesh as his tongue glides across your navel, which sends an intense shiver down your spine. You let out a shaky breath as he clutches your hips with his gloved hands and pulls you closer. The brush falls from your hand and clatters on the floor while his kiss wanders across your skin.

Countless nights have gone by where he's dozed by the side of your bed while you slept. Neither of you wanted to be alone. Though you've never told him, you've awoken to find him asleep with his head in his arm on your bed, his good hand loosely clung to yours. You've fantasized about him coming to and crawling under the blankets with you, something you know you both dream of.

His fingertips bring you back to the present as they dig into your hips, and he sucks air between his gritted teeth as he presses his face against your abdomen. You immediately recognize it as a sound of pain and brush his bangs to the side of his forehead. If you show too much sympathy while he's suffering, his pride will prevent him from accepting it.

"Boschi," you whisper.

"I'm fine." The strain in his voice indicates otherwise.

He draws your hand to his mouth, then covers every inch of it in kisses, from the tips of your fingers to your wrist. In an effort to further distract himself, he guides you onto his lap. When he sees your eyes widen, he chuckles with your palm to his mouth as he explores the delicate lines of your hand with his lips. He's at least diverted your attention.

"If you're safe and well, that's more important than a little pain," he says.

He is still warm from his bath, and a faint scent of soap clings to him, which lulls you back into relaxation. Each breath he takes as his chest rises and falls against you is a calm reminder of his devotion to you. It's easy to lose yourself in his presence—while he tends to be overly stoic, his company is always strong and comforting.

"None of it matters if you're not here by my side," you say.

He rests his cheek in your hand and looks at you. His cloudy eye reflexively finds you along with his good one, even though it can't see you. He tilts his head slightly, and your eyes follow his slender neck to the first few buttons of his shirt, which are undone and reveal his collarbones and hints of his chest.

"I'm incredibly lucky," he says.

"Oh?" you ask.

"Mm... thanks to my master, I'm a very happy man." The corners of his mouth turn upward in a smile that reveals his discomfort has subsided. "Why don't we take it easy for the rest of the evening?"

"I haven't put your hair up," you say.

"It can be done later. Let's rest for now," he says.

He hefts you from his lap as he stands and puts you on your feet. It would be romantic of him to carry you anywhere, but you know he lacks faith in his prosthetic arm, and for good reason. With his hand on your back, he steers you toward your bed, and you crawl into its center.

Before he joins you, he opens all of your windows to let in the cool night air, which rustles the curtains around him. He stretches with a loud yawn with his eyes squeezed shut, and his black hair flutters like ribbons in the breeze as he stands against the outside's darkness, the lines of his slender figure highlighted by the glow of the room's warm light. He then sits on the edge of your bed and kicks off his boots. By the time he lies down, you're nestled into the pillows with a grin as you wait for him.

"This smiling face..." He touches your cheek. "I can do my best because of it."

You curl up with him and close your eyes with a content sigh. You feel his arm slide around your waist, then his lips on your forehead. You're certain he had a different idea when you suggested he'd be sleeping in your bed, but he's fallen back into his nebulous position of something more than your butler, yet less than the companion he'd prefer to be.

The boundaries between you are irrelevant—no one could ever fill his role back in your world and make you feel so precious. As he holds you close, you know that no matter where life takes you, he will always remain at your side.

#akuneko #devil butler with black cat fanfic #akuneko fanfic #boschi arenas #gender neutral reader #x gender neutral reader #x you #reader insert #boschi arenas x you #boschi arenas x reader

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