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shiningdesignersreflections · 7 months

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Chapter 4: Unknown End

Narrated by Yexiao.

~Content Warning: blood~

Narrator: The lab is unexpectedly silent, as if the banging and roaring were just parts of my imagination.

Narrator: The aquarium is empty. I look around and can't see the monster anywhere.

Narrator: But it's got to be hiding somewhere.

Narrator: I move slowly towards the aquarium in the center of the room. The liquid is murky inside, reflecting my silhouette.

Narrator: Suddenly, a red light flashes through the water.

Narrator: The next thing I know, a gigantic shadow is looming over me, reflecting on the aquarium's glass.

Narrator: The blue monster is on the rock wall right behind me, crimson eyes boring holes in the back of my head.

Narrator: I can feel a strong sense of...

Narrator: Hatred. Tumultuous, savage hatred.

Narrator: Of course it'd hate us. We created it and then imprisoned it.

Narrator: Seeing that I've noticed it, the monster pounces.

Narrator: Sharp claws come into my vision within a blink of an eye.

Narrator: It's fast, too fast. I barely have time to dodge.

Narrator: It leaves three deep gashes on my shoulder. It hurts a lot.

Narrator: I stagger backward, knocking over a rack full of equipment. The bottles and jars clatter to the ground, some shattering.

Narrator: It raises its claws and strikes again. I flatten myself on the ground in an attempt to avoid it, but land on some sharp shards.

Narrator: My blood mixes together with the mess of chemical solvents on the ground as anguish overtakes my brain.

Narrator: Then I feel something wet on my head.

Narrator: It's the monster's bloody saliva, dripping from its fangs.

Narrator: Adrenaline kicking in, I dodge blow after blow from above, letting my survival instincts guide my every move.

Narrator: But I'm not strong nor fast enough to last much longer.

Narrator: Just as the sharp fangs are about to pierce through me, I remember my observations.

Narrator: The monster's preferences!

Narrator: It likes light and fears the dark.

Narrator: With what remaining strength I have, I roll over to the wall and flick off the generator.

Narrator: The lab goes pitch black in an instant.

Narrator: I can feel the monster's putrid breaths on my face. Perhaps it'll chew through my neck the very next second.

Narrator: And then it freezes. Panic takes over as it begins to tremble and curl up in terror, banging its head on the aquarium.

Narrator: Such a gigantic, vicious beast... yet it's so afraid of the dark.

Narrator: The monster itself is the only source of light in the room. The blue veins under its skin glow in the dark.

Narrator: I can pinpoint his location easily this way.

Narrator: I step on something - a scalpel that had fallen on the ground.

Narrator: In the darkness, the blue, flowing blood in the monster's veins form a sort of network, like a map guiding my next step.

Narrator: And in the center of the network, the source of the blood... the monster's heart.

Narrator: I feel dazed, trembling uncontrollably from blood loss, but pain forces me to see everything with utmost clarity.

Narrator: I've watched countless beings suffer and die inside labs. This is the first time I'm experiencing it myself.

Narrator: Normally I'd record these sensations down, but now...

Narrator: I pick up the scalpel and stride towards the monster.

Narrator: I am the one who gave it life. The one who took away its freedom. And now, I'll be the one who...

Yexiao: Ends it all.

Narrator: My shaky breaths sound especially loud in the dark, as do my heartbeats, becoming one with the monster's.

Narrator: I raise the scalpel and, with every ounce of my remaining strength, stab the monster in the heart.

Narrator: The monster lets out a bloodcurdling cry as its blood splatters onto my face.

Narrator: It's ice-cold.

Narrator: I pull out the scalpel. The monster drops to the ground, writhing uncontrollably, knocking me out of the way.

Narrator: Its blood forms a hug pool on the ground, like blossoming blue flowers.

Narrator: The blue on its body seems to fade away gradually, until it becomes no more than a transparent shell, a glinting crystal.

Narrator: Then, following the sound of smashed glass, the crystal shatters into powder, blue specks of light floating upward.

Narrator: Those are the monster's transparent scales, dyed blue by its blood.

Narrator: The blue light, reflected by the scales on the walls, light up the dark lab like a thicket full of blue fireflies.

Narrator: The beauty is indescribable.

Narrator: Ethereal. A sight that will be carved inside my heart forever.

Choose either "You still failed" or "Didn't expect it to turn out this way."

If "failed," ...

You: So... your experiment failed.

Narrator: I still got results.

If "this way," ...

You: What an unexpected end... You had to destroy it with your very own hands.

Narrator: Yeah. Experimental results can be very unpredictable.

Narrator: I crawl out of the lab, wiping blood from my face.

Narrator: The fleeting, ethereal blue specks of light still seem to glow in front of my eyes.

Narrator: Was I wrong after all?

Narrator: I wanted to observe the unknown, to break the rules of the world. That was what caused all of this to happen.

Narrator: But, a long time later, I realized...

Narrator: What happened was no accident. It wasn't something "wrong."

Narrator: It was inevitable.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

#yexiao #shining nikki #chapter 4 #transcript #unknown end #cloud #cloud empire #ssr designer #monster #trigger warning #content warning #blood #death #violence #darkness #the unknown #fear #hatred

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yusufalioglu · 8 months

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Strange Dreams by Yusuf Alioğlu Via Flickr: Strange Dreams My Interplanetary Memories Interplanetary Travel I began to have strange dreams. They are unusual and so meaningless. Maybe it seems that way to me. Sometimes I look into what my dreams mean. Every time I look at the meanings of my dreams, I think that I can find answers to the questions in my head. At least I'm looking for a sign about my future in my dreams. When I read the meanings of the dreams I had, the idea of returning to earth outweighs. However, I would like to state that I am still undecided on this issue. Yes, I know this topic is getting too long. But the fact that there was no concept of time where I was was causing me to take my decisions too late. The delay in my decision making actually affects only one of the two decisions. It just influences my decision to return to Earth. I'm already living out my other option, my plan to stay in space. The delay in making my decision lags behind the progress of time on Earth as time progresses. Although the concept of time was meaningless in space, it had a lot of meaning on Earth. And time was moving on in the world. Actually, in a way, the concept of time was also valid for me. As time progressed in the world, it continued to progress for me biologically. I was getting older. This could create a negative situation for me when I return to the world. Due to my advanced age, I would have a hard time starting a new life. Therefore, I knew that I had to make my decision as soon as possible. But even though I was conscious of it, I was taking everything too slow. I think I was terrified by the idea of returning to earth. I think I was expecting a "Come" Actually, I've had enough adventures in space. I saved thousands of memories on other planets. Maybe it's time to go back to the world and embark on new adventures. Maybe I should go back to Earth and make new memories. Maybe I should give myself another chance. Camera: Canon EOS Kiss X7i Photograph by Yusuf Alioglu Location: Outer space (space) Facebook Become a Patron! Instagram (Yusuf Alioglu Photography) Instagram (UnbornArt) Twitter Youtube iStock Blogger Vimeo UnbornArt deviantART Tumblr Check out this portfolio on Shutterstock!

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leinterested · 5 months

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Elf girls

#frieren #sousou no frieren #frieren: beyond journey's end #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #marcille donato #anime #Elves #source unknown

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anothersuperstition · 30 days

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will you welcome your extinction in the morning rays?

#hiii i haven’t shared art in so long. that’s bc it scares me now <3 #i started this in 2022 bc i wanted to post it at the end of tour and well. That didn’t happen #got it most of the way done and then couldn’t figure out how to finish it bc illustration proper is still an unknown beast to me #but i took a couple hours late last night to finish it up and i’m actually so happy with it!!#y’all didn’t ask for a novel SORRY #mcr #my chemical romance #the foundations of decay #swarm #swarm tour #gerard way #frank iero #ray toro #mikey way #arty art #mine

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okayto · 11 months

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Am just curious :)

#poll #leaving off whether you add a ‘go’ word (like ‘shoot!’) to the end bc there weren’t enough slots #& also because I couldn’t answer that. whether I add a final word any given time is unknown and unpredictable #original

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shitpostingkats · 5 months

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Brennan Lee Mulligan will spend an entire season setting up a bunch of seemingly unconnected emotional beats, and then, in a single monologue, reveal it was is an elaborate rube goldberg contraption that slams a sledgehammer directly into the viewer’s stomach.

#I’m listening to the finale of burrows end and #BRO???????#I never thought I’d be emotionally wrecked by a players response to ‘do you cast cure wounds?’#Brennan: It’s about seeing. And looking.#Me: *on a level of human emotion previously unknown* You’re damn right it is.#brennan lee mulligan #dimension 20 #d20 #burrow's end

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agentc0rn · 4 months

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He dared to fly high and beyond

With a will that burned hotter than the sun itself

Outstretched his hand

Just to feel a modicum of its light

Longing to possess its brilliance, power, legacy

Enveloped and overwhelmed

His wings of crystals cracked and he fell

Down into the heart of the sea

Just before the tides claimed him

From the skies, came down them

and reached a hand for his.

#pokemon sv #pokemon dlc #pokemon fanart #pokemon sv dlc #the indigo disk #my art #pokemon #kieran pokemon #rival kieran #pokemon kieran #trainer kieran #the hidden treasure of area zero #sometimes our greatest strength is also our greatest weakness - unknown #Icarus’ fall teaches us the importance of finding balance in our pursuit of greatness - also unknown #When I was writing down the tags in my other post it hit me that Kieran is literally Icarus but with a happy ending #I feel enlightened about this #I have a big soft spot for Kieran as you can tell with all the analysis #art and animatics of him - such a special boi #pokemon scarlet and violet

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baldursgate3tempobsessed · 6 months

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so I saw your requests are open. It seems that Astarion believes- at least in the beginning- that his purpose is to give pleasure. He does it to survive, he does it to gain Tavs trust and affection... what if Tav takes it upon herself to pleasure him. I HC Astarion is more dominant as he regains his autonomy, after centuries of having no say or control hiw would he react to Tav gently kissing him, asking him to let her make him feel good for a change. He's spent all this time giving, he deserves to receive for once. Expecting nothing in return.

Yaaas, let's go. I think I may have made this a lil fluffier than what you had in mind but hopefully it works! Playful/Sweet Tav! This is set before he admits his feelings but still in act 2 so he's like close!

TW: They bang and it's graphic under the cut with some mentions of his backstory, which is fucked up. But yeah, sexing is occurring. 18+ That's it. Pretty sweet outside of his backstory.

Astarion was aware the sex could be enjoyable, despite the centuries of the act being used against him. There had been glimmers of genuine pleasure through it all, mostly poisoned by the knowledge of what happened to all of his conquests when the job was finished after, but still. They were there.

Enough for Astarion to be somewhat prepared for the loveliness of being with you. When he had made the choice to seduce you, he had done it assuming that sex would be mediocre at best, and unpleasant at worst.

But no. Instead it just felt... wonderful. A word that Astarion was not used to associating with the deed. Though he supposed it made sense. He did like you after all, even outside of the protection he could get out of you. You were intelligent enough to make for good conversation; you were fun, mischievous even. Enough to match up with his own bitchy little quips. But you were also... sweet. Caring even, though it seemed you had a habit of giving that care to the least deserving mortals in the realm.

Not that that was a bad thing. He had been more than ready to use that kind nature against. It was so easy to worm his way into your heart. And the sex was good? Astarion's luck was almost certainly on the edge of running out, but he'd happily take advantage of the streak while he could.

You were just... so submissive. So ready for him to take the lead. Astarion had developed many personas in bed over the centuries, cultivating them for whatever situation he may need. But they were always tools, it had little or nothing to do with what he wanted. Just what he could use to lure them back to their deaths.

In all honesty, he had tried to do the exact same with you, and he would have too if he hadn't lost control on that first night. But then you had to bare your neck to him, the siren song of your blood screaming at him to bite. And then he just... lost control.

Was it the best sex of Astarion's life? Yes. Was he about to tell you that? No.

And it kept being good. Even on the nights he didn't drink from you, he liked it. Borderline loved it, if he was emotionally capable of associating that word with you. And he wanted to enjoy it while he could. He knew deep down that this was temporary, for more reasons than one. Soon enough he simply wouldn't need you anymore. After you defeated the demon for Raphael, Astarion would have some idea of Cazador's plans, and maybe enough to figure out a way to secure his freedom for good. And unless you planned on killing the man yourself, he... wouldn't have any reason to keep the facade going. Not to mention the obvious fact that you could wake up from your lust-induced stupor and break things off at any moment. Astarion wasn't looking forward to either outcome. But how else would this end? It's not like the two of you could set off into the sunset together, like some inane fairytale.

... right?

Astarion wasn't quite sure anymore. And he certainly wasn't going to figure it out any time soon. It was easier just to push the whole thing out of his mind. Especially now, when the two of you finally had a private room at the Last Light Inn, thank the gods. One more night of calm before they rushed into a temple full of horrors.

It was hard to hide his excitement as he pushed you onto the bed, his fangs already sharpening in anticipation. He wanted you to be marked head to toe by the end of the night, bites, bruises, anything and everything to remind you that you were his.

At least for tonight.

"Wait, wait!" You laughed as Astarion crawled over you, wasting no time in trying to claw your clothes off.

But the ask was enough to make him pause, a flash of worry running through his when he asked, "What's wrong? Did I- are you okay?"

You shook your head at him with a smile, your legs suddenly wrapping tightly around his waist "Nothing sweetheart, I'm fine. But..."

The next thing Astarion knew you were always flipping him over, so fast that he couldn't help but be impressed. He always underestimated just how strong you were. You grinned down at him as you sat atop his thighs, your hands rubbing over his chest through the thin fabric of his shirt, "But I think it's my turn to spoil you for a change."

Astarion furrowed his brow, sincerely confused for a moment. And maybe even a little self-conscious, "Why? I mean-do you not like how-"

"You're very good darling," You gently interrupted with a laugh, your hands already working to pull his shirt over his head, laughed as you sat atop his thighs, doing the work to unbutton his shirt, "Best I've ever had, sincerely. But don't you think that things have been a bit one-sided?"

He hadn't, not for a moment, but he sure as hells wasn't going to complain. Not when he had a gorgeous woman on top of him, one who was already doing the work of taking his cock out.

"Let me take care of you for once," You murmured as you started to stroke his length, pre-come already dribbling at the tip, "Anything you want is yours tonight. Just say the word."

Astarion blinked up at you, momentarily at a loss before regaining his usual confidence. Or at least some of it, "Taking your clothes off would be a fantastic start."

You laughed as you did just that, light and airy while you tore your shirt over your head. Astarion didn't waste any time in surging forward, latching his mouth around your nipple with a groan.

He wrapped his arms around your bare back, pulling you closer as you moaned.

"I'm supposed to be pleasing you," You panted as you slipped your skirt down your thighs, tossing it to the side as he suckled on your chest, "Remember?"

"Pleasing you pleases me," Astarion popped off with a chuckle, looking up at you with dark eyes, "Lovely thing that you are."

You softly smiled down at him before pressing a tender kiss to his lips. And then you were squirming away from him. Ducking out of his arms and lap.

He just hadn't expected you to sink to your knees in front of the bed. You rubbed at his thighs, so close to him that he could feel the heat of your breath against his length.

"Can I?" You asked coyly, the question sweet enough to make him shiver. He would never get tired of that, you always asking for permission for the smallest little things.

Astarion sat up with a smile and a nod, tangling his fingers in your hair as he said, "Of course my sweet, go right ahead."

And off you went. You wrapped your lips around the head, suckling on it like the little minx you were. You looked beautiful down there, your hair in disarray as you swallowed around his cock; more than happy to let him take the lead and force your head to take him fully down your throat.

You were drooling around him, staring up at him with your big wet eyes as you worked your tongue around him. It felt wonderful, amazing even. But it wasn't enough. As lovely as your throat was, it was only his second favorite place to store his cock.

"Get up here my love," Astarion ordered, his voice rough and his mind too preoccupied to notice his own slip. He tightened the hand in your hair, easing you off of his cock with a groan, "As wonderful as your mouth is, I want to be inside you."

You grinned up at him before gracefully standing, your breasts on full display, pretty enough to make Astarion's mouth water. You pushed him back first onto the bed before crawling over him again, the heat of your wet cunt so close to his sensitive cock. You gripped the base of it before rubbing the head over your folds, whimpering as you used him to circle your own clit.

It felt amazing, and it looked even better. But Astarion was nearly out of patience. He gripped your hips, his nails just on the edge of piercing your skin as he growled at you, "Are you trying to kill me darling?"

"Just the opposite," You breathily laughed as you finally started to sink down onto his cock, brokenly moaning all the while, "J-Just want to make you feel good."

You were so wet, tight and perfect around him. And the noises you were making, all of your little whimpers and whines. They would be haunting his dreams for years to come. But it still wasn't enough. Despite how lovely it was to have you bouncing in his lap, he couldn't help but thrust up inside of you, matching your movements in tandem.

You gasped as he really started to fuck into you, hard and deep enough to bring tears to your eyes. You were clutching at his chest, hard enough to make him bleed. Not that he cared. How could he when he had you like this? Desperate and needy as you pussy leaked slick onto him, so soaked that Astarion knew that you had to be close.

It had been a long instilled habit of Astarion to be sure his partner always reached their peak first. It was nearly ingrained in his DNA at this point, a pattern that he had no intention of breaking anytime soon.

But then you were leaning in to kiss him, something that shouldn't have caught him off guard, yet it did.

The press of your lips to his felt so soft, so sweet, nothing like the way he was savagely fucking into you. It was gentle, loving even. And before Astarion knew it he was coming, his end abrupt and explosive. It felt like fireworks bursting behind his eyes; he barely even had the wherewithal to move his hand to rub at your clit. But he managed, and soon enough you were crying out above him, your pussy clenching hard around his still leaking cock.

You were still kissing him in that same tender way, softly licking into his mouth as warmth overtook him. He felt... good. Too good even. Enough so where he barely knew what to do with himself.

You pulled away first, but you didn't go far. Thank the gods, Astarion wasn't... he didn't know if he could handle being apart from you at the moment. You rested your forehead against his, smiling down at him with a smitten look, one that made his heart clench.

"Did you like that?" You asked softly, wincing slightly as you pulled off of his cock, "Because I sure did."

I love you.

The thought came sudden and unbidden, screaming into the front of his mind without his consent. He didn't-he wasn't-why had that come into his head at all?

Astarion tried to stomp the wayward thought down as he gave you a strained smile.

"I loved it," He answered sincerely, the truth of his feelings far too close to the truth of his idiotic heart, "I-thank you darling. You really are amazing, aren't you?"

"Such a charmer," You sighed as you laid down next to him, reaching out to tangle your fingers together, "I really never stood a chance against you, did I?"

That was almost enough to make Astarion break out in hysterical laughter.

But instead he squeezed your hand, his eyes turned to the ceiling while a conflicted smile graced his face, "No. You never did."

He could only hope that continued to be true.

#astarion #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #baldur's gate 3 #asks #four more to go!!!!!!!!!!#is this a sad ending?#I don't think so #unknown #nervous little guy #queued post

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