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SEER (Ruthless Kings MC: NOLA 2) by KL Savage at The Reading Cafe:
‘intriguing and enchanting’
http://www.thereadingcafe.com/seer-ruthless-kings-mc-nola-2-by-kl-savage-a-review/
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screeching-bunny · 10 months
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Dark/yandere king x the queen's lady in waiting mc, perhaps with Anne boleyn vibes👑🌹♟️♥️
Saw the witch x priest post and I have to say that the morally grey protagonist is a really refreshing and unique take
Yandere! King pt.2
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Warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Yandere Thoughts, Bad Writing, Stalking, Possessive Behavior, Reader is Referred as ‘You’
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Pt.1
Even though you were never assigned to him Yandere! King couldn’t help but want to be by his side no matter what. You are the in-waiting for the queen, you’ve been with her for all her life and you adored her. She was strong willed and she was extremely intelligent. You’ve been by her side ever since you were young and have a tight bond with her. She was cold but you were happy to serve someone like her. Yandere! King was someone that people couldn’t be offended easily. When in his presence, everyone needed to watch their tongues if they wanted to keep it. He was a ruthless man who only cared about his own needs and goals. Even though he was married it was clear to see that the marriage was clearly political. There was no love between the two of them and they would almost daily cheat on each other. He sometimes even forgot that she existed. It was due to this loveless marriage that he became so interested in you.
Any normal person would be intimidated by this but you honestly didn’t care. If his attention would help you get a pay raise then let him stare at you all you want. In this economy, there was no way you were letting this money bag go. Something that you noticed about this man was that he was overly possessive and seemingly jealous of the things that he considered “his”. If he remotely took interest in something then it was his until he got bored and discards it. No one is dumb enough to stand in his way; he's cunning, backstabbing, and absolutely brutal. Morality means nothing when faced in his way.
Right now, your current situation was… strange. In a dining hall filled with luxurious food. There was a centerpiece in the middle of the table that no one could take their eyes off of.
“You’re majesty, please let me go! I repent, please forgive me for my sins! Please just don’t kill me!” The man screams with streams of tears pouring down his face. It was quite a pathetic sight to behold.
Yandere! King stared coldly at the man nailed down to the dining table. The look on his face could send shivers down anyone’s spine. He was absolutely pissed off right now. Aside from the man in the middle screaming, the room was filled with absolute silence as everyone held their breath. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut it with a knife.
“Your highness please have mercy on my husband! He didn’t mean to! He wasn’t in the right mind! Please forgive him!” The man’s wife begged.
“Listen to him scream like a pig. He touched someone who belonged to me. A sin like that is unforgivable.” Looking your way the king says in a menacing voice. “Tell me where he touched you.” Oh boy, you knew for sure that this was about to get very bloody. Man you really wanted to leave right now. All you could do was hope that he’d increase your salary pay after this for compensation for having to witness this. Like yeah it sucked that someone was going to die right now but there’s no way that you’re quitting. This job paid way too much and you were way too money hungry to quit.
“Tell me where did he touch you? I’ll make sure to gouge out the exact body parts to match.”
“My cheek, my neck, my waist, and my thigh”
Giving you a dismissive look, the king finally allows you to finally leave. On your way out all you could hear were the screams of the man and the sound of ripping flesh. Thank god that was over, it was starting to get annoying. Now you might be wondering where was the queen in all of this? Well, she was with her lover of course! Like I said, the king and queens marriage was only a political one. As long as they didn’t bother each other or get into the other's business, then they did not care about what the other did. It was just truly a loveless marriage.
Making your way towards the queen’s chambers you begin to perform your daily duties. Mindless tasks that bore you to death. The only reason your pay was so good was because of how fond Yandere! King is of you. Any other person in your position would only get a fraction of your wage. You were a bit thankful for this because if he ever deemed you as boring and fired you. You’d still have enough money to live a fairly decent lifestyle. Something that you’ve learned while working for the royal family was that it was always best to stay away from their personal affairs. It gets real ugly once an outsider ever decides to interfere. You honestly wished you knew this before your parents forced you to sign up for this job. Maybe it would have saved you from an annoying king?
Sometimes he’d hand you little trinkets to indulge yourself in. It seemed that he was quite fond of observing you and witnessing your reaction to new devices. With someone like him running the country most people would think that it’d be in ruins. However, he’s definitely smart and knows how to run a country. It’s thanks to him that his kingdom has one of the best economies in the world.
Even though you were primarily assigned to the queen you saw Yandere! King more than her. To you, he was an obnoxious and dangerous figure. One that can easily win wars and conquer any land he so desires. He is a very selfish man that has a habit of being physically and emotionally manipulative. To be honest you can’t say you were any better. Oftentimes you’d use people to your own benefit but he’d definitely take it to the extreme. The amount of people that he used and discarded was insane. Weakness is a word that seems to be out of his dictionary.You could never tell what exactly he was thinking, he was like an enigma. One thing you were certain about was that with the rate of his obsession he’d never leave you alone.
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damnation (peek I?)
Warning: Yes, this is a yandere thing. Gender-neutral reader.
Characters: Ace Trappola, Trey Clover, Cater Diamond, Riddle Rosehearts.
Summary: When you commit a crime, you receive a punishment. This is especially true in your society. No matter the crime, your punishment is the same: banishment. But to where you will be sent in exile and how miserable will it be? No one knows, because no one has ever returned.
Note: So, as mentioned in previous posts, this is only a snippet of what is to come in a project I’m working on. I just wanted to do something for my followers since we have surpassed the milestone that is 4,000 hearts, which is huge. So thank you! Unfortunately, I don’t really have time for a special like I’ve done before where I accept requests since I’ve been so busy with irl stuff and the current twst quiz project. So here’s a small bit of what you can hopefully expect. Remember, I may or may not change things, so what you see now may not be the same later in the final result. That being said, I’m sorry I couldn’t provide much else besides peeks at three of the seven results. I still have a LOT more to write. Like, a ton. But I hope you all look forward of what is to come. Added: Deleted the Scarabia and Pomefiore part to create their own sneak-peeks later.
I . . . II . . . III . . . IV . . . V . . . VI . . . VII
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First there will be questions you must answer. Questions that I will not reveal in this sneak-peek, but based on the answers you give to those questions, you will receive a result with a story. This post is a peek at some of those stories/results. Important things to keep in mind that you learn from the questions: 
The mc is deemed a criminal in their society.
All criminals in this society are banished, no matter how insignificant or significant the crime may be. 
This particular society makes a show of banishment, to make others fear this fate. Which mc recalls seeing trials on tv about past criminals. 
All criminals are never seen or heard from again. No one knows for certain what happens to them, but most assume death. 
Although the most popular fantastical theory is that criminals become henchmen for infamous evil-doers, and receive punishment there that may range from anywhere like a violent painful death to spending eternity in some tiny horrid prison. 
THE RED QUEEN
Robes. You were wearing robes of the finest quality that weighed heavily on your shoulders. This surface you laid on felt... nice. Soft, nothing like the hard bench of the prison cell. As you sat up and recalled your current dire situation, you felt a sense of dread loom overhead like a thick blanket of gray clouds. Immediately, fearfully, you scanned your surroundings. Everything was painted red, there was so much red velvet. The floors were polished checkered black and white and the furniture, if not completely red, was crafted of finely carved wood. It was fancy here. Safe, for now. Wherever this place was.
There was something hefty on your head, only noticing its weight settling on your skull as you moved to stand up from the crimson red sheets on the king-sized mattress. As you removed the item from your head, you were perplexed to see a small golden crown and a heart-shaped staff beside the spot you had laid on. Wait just a moment... red everywhere? A fancy setting? A crown and a heart-shaped staff? Rapidly you dashed over to the mirror just beside the bed, gasping at your appearance.
You were dressed just like royalty. And not just any royalty, like a king. A king of red with a heart-shaped staff... Just like the meek king that was married to the ruthless Queen of Hearts from the fairytales. So it was true, criminals were often sent to dangerous tales where they would perish. And you... you were a criminal and you were here, but... you were the king. How did the story go again?
The Red Queen, or Queen of Hearts, ruled over Wonderland with an iron fist. She would behead anyone who got in her way, and her reign terrorized the residents of the realm. That is, until Alice fell down a hole and arrived in Wonderland. She would eventually free this land from the oppressive rein of the queen. As for the king... what happened to him again? He didn't really appear in the story. You wracked your memory for an answer, when the horrid realization came to you. The Red Queen had been so terribly jealous and suspected that her husband was cheating, that she had him beaded! His head left to rot as it floated in a river of blood, surrounded by the heads of other victims, and the king's lifeless skull still with the crown. He had died before Alice even arrived in Wonderland!
You clutched your neck, grimacing at the thought of your own detached head, crown still attached, doomed to sail in a moat of blood. It made you sick to your stomach just thinking about it. There had to be a way to prevent your death, or at least stall for time, but how? The king couldn't just up and run away! People would take notice immediately, someone would inform the queen, and you'd be a goner for sure! But then what? You couldn't kill her either, could you...? It certainly was an idea. You would be doing a favor for the rest of Wonderland too...
THUMP!
Abruptly the doors flew open, nearly causing you to shriek. But you managed to hold your tongue as you quickly placed your crown back on and clutched your staff. When your eyes focused on the door, you were surprised and almost relieved to see the figure of a short young man that had slammed the doors open. He was... rather adorable, actually. It caused you to tilt your head, endeared by his appearance.
The young man had hair that shamed the red roses, and wide gray eyes. As soon as his eyes landed on you, however, his face grew flush and his expression twisted into one of rage. Immediately he slammed the doors shut behind him, stomping up to you, his heels violently clicking against the tiled floors. When the short young man was in your face, another horrible realization dawned on you. With that crown on his head and his wondrous red garbs, this could only be the queen. Or at least, someone meant to be the red queen.
“You knave! Where have you been lurking?!”
“I…” You were at a loss for words. What were you supposed to say? What was the king even doing before you got here? Most importantly, how would you avoid the queen’s wrath?
At your lack of a response, he only seemed to grow more frustrated as he threw wild accusations, “You–– You’ve been sneaking about, seducing the men of my court, haven’t you?! I shall have your head––!”
“Wha–– N-No, I haven’t!” You blurted out. The king was originally beheaded because the queen was jealous and thought she would lose him to others. So if you could assure him that your heart belonged to him, well… survival just might be possible. Although acting wasn’t necessarily your strong point, you could only try for the sake of living another day. Nervously you smiled, throwing aside your staff as you lifted your hands to gently hold his fist he had been angrily waving near your face. Thank god he didn’t have a knife or anything of the sort, or you feared he may have tried to stab you out of raging envy. “How could I ever dare to throw my loyalty to you away…? You are amazing…! I apologize sincerely if I haven’t been able to express my love for you properly. S-Sometimes it feels like you’re really too much for my heart to handle, you in all your… glory…!” Oh god, this was going terribly. All you could do to give the messy act a bow to top it off, was lean your head down and hesitantly kiss the back of his hand.
Miraculously, that seemed to work. Almost. The queen’s face was no longer as flushed, but he gazed down at you as you lingered at his hand. Suspicion was still evident in his eyes. “How do I know?”
“H-Huh…?”
“How do I know you aren’t lying? How do I know you won’t leave me as well? How do I know that you still love me? Prove it to me.” Those gray eyes of his watched you carefully, seemingly unhappy with your lack of a response. After about five seconds of no answer, his face scrunched up and he bellowed, “Guards!! Gua–– mmph!”
Not knowing what else to do, you kissed him. He wanted a sign of devotion, right? Oh god, this was it. Your death was here and now. You had no other way to shut him up. If you covered his mouth with your hands, you were a goner. If you attacked him, you were a goner. If you tried to continue reasoning, you were still a goner! You can’t believe that this was how you died, having to kiss a stranger as your last desperate attempt to live. Well, he wanted a sign. You were ready for him to push you off and armored guards come running in to drag you to the guillotine, when the most unexpected thing happened. He froze, he didn’t fight back or scream bloody murder.
When you slowly pulled away, you were stunned. His face was flush again, but for an entirely different reason other than anger. There was a dazed look on his face, and it almost looked as if he wanted to do it again judging by how he gazed longingly at your lips. It was then you understood that your reckless decision making might’ve just saved your neck.
The red ruler frowned, but you were unsure if it was because he was unsatisfied with something or if it were for another reason entirely. This time, when he opened his mouth, he spoke softly, as if still dazed. “You scoundrel… How dare you play with my heart like this? I should still take your head for that.” You gulped, but he continued. “But… I truly didn’t want to get rid of you. So I’m glad we can avoid that now. I expect to see you well away from the noblemen.”
“Y-Yes… Your Majesty.”
At your obedient response, he smiled and patted your head. “Good.” Taking one step closer, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss against your cheek. He lingered there for a few moments, before taking one step back.
The action left you flustered, embarrassed, because not only had you kissed a stranger but they had kissed you in return. And not only that, this crimson ruler believed you were his partner, the king! Under normal circumstances, you would’ve considered yourself lucky to land in such a position since the king has so much power and wealth. But in this type of situation, you can only shudder to think of what may come next and what would’ve become of you. Because these were no ordinary circumstances, and this was no normal kind ruler.
“Come along now. I don’t want you alone, do you understand?”
“Yes… Your Majesty.”
He beckoned you towards the very doors he entered from, and when he opened them, you were met with another character. It was a tall man with glasses and short messy dark green hair. Immediately he bowed to the queen, but when his eyes landed on you, he looked as if he saw a ghost.
“Change of plans, Trey. We will not be beheading my dear today. Nor tomorrow, I think. They’ve become quite affectionate, so my doubts have been dismissed.”
“O-Of course, Your Majesty…” The glass-wearing man, Trey, glanced over at you with disbelief, but he looked a bit relieved, it’s as if he wanted to say something. But he opted to hold his tongue and instead shifted his gaze forward as he walked beside the red-haired royal. “There is still that soldier imprisoned that displeased you.”
“Ah yes, the one that claimed to see those messy blonde locks but failed to capture our lost wanderer. Bring him to me in the throne room.” Just then he glanced at you as you walked a bit behind him, “My dear, you must be there with me. This should be quite the spectacle. I will see you in a moment.”
“A-As you say, Your Majesty…” You replied stiffly.
He frowned and stopped in his tracks before grabbing your collar and bringing your face closer to his. What you half expected was a sharp knife against your throat, something that would kill you, but there was no such thing. There was only his sharp gaze and disappointed tone. “You’re supposed to respond with: my dear. Not Your Majesty, not Rosehearts, but perhaps I’ll allow Riddle for now. Do you understand, dearest?”
So his name was Riddle. Judging by Riddle’s tone, he wasn’t angry, but rather irked that all the sweetness from earlier was now gone. Proceeding, you chose your words carefully as you attempted to smile as convincingly as possible, “Y-Yes, of course, anything you say, Riddle, my darling.”
At your words his cheeks became a pink hue before he let go of you and cleared his throat, quickly turning away and proceeding forward towards the end of the hall where he had whatever duties to fulfill. So you were left with Trey, his subordinate. The calm tall man’s shoulders sagged once the royal left, all the tension seemingly evaporating from his body. When he gave you a somewhat soft smile, your worries ceased for the moment as well. “I’m glad you’re still intact. I was certain you were a goner.” He was… nice? “You need to be more careful. I don’t know what you did to change Riddle’s mind, but he was ready to behead you himself. You know how he keeps that huge battle ax under his bed. He mentioned something about using that, and I thought he was going to use it to chop your head clean off.”
Oh god. That little guy was going to do that? That stupid kiss really did save your skin. “Heh, I’m still a little shaken…” Wait, you were supposed to be acting like the king! What did the king even act like? How were you supposed to know? He never even lived long enough to make it into the story! “I, um, am very appreciative towards your concern… Trey.”  
Trey appeared a bit surprised but he then smiled once more at you. “We’ll talk more later. Right now, we have a situation on our hands.”
What kind of situation? You didn’t even have time to ask when Trey led you down the checkered hall to an opening behind velvet red curtains which were the entrance directly to the large elegant throne room. There, you saw another stranger talking animatedly to the less-than-pleased-looking Rosehearts. This stranger had orange hair that brushed against his lower neck, and he had much more enthusiasm than those you had encountered thus far.
“Dear, there you are.” Instantly Riddle visibly brightened up as he gestured to the soft smaller heart-shaped throne beside his much larger grand seat. “Come, sit, we’re currently discussing the important matters at hand. Such as the dilemma with our prisoner. Cater, continue.”
When this Cater, fellow’s, green eyes trailed over to you, they became filled with surprise as he fumbled over his words, “Huh–– O-Oh! Right!” Forcing his gaze back on the red-haired royal, he began explaining, “There’s nothing really new to talk about, Your Majesty! I mean, seriously, this rookie was just the unlucky one that happened to see that blondie Ellis. According to him when I went to question him, he just said that he saw the guy in blue and when he went to confront him, Ellis escaped with some purple beastman!”
“Purple beastman…?” For a mere moment he appeared perplexed, when quickly the dots began to connect in his mind as he gasped, “Chen’ya! Why, the nerve of that––!”
When you saw his face begin to heat up again and a look of anger crossed his face, you slowly placed your hand over his arm that rested on the armrest of the throne. Then, he froze, everyone else, Trey, Cater, the few servants, the many armored guards in the room, they all were wide-eyed at what you had done. You had touched the queen when they were about to enter a fit of rage! You messed up–– Shit––
Riddle released a slow breath before placing his other hand atop your own. You felt such a massive flood of relief knowing you made the right move when he appeared much calmer as he nodded his head toward you, “Thank you, my dear. We shall discuss a proper punishment for that wretched feline later. For now…” Instantly his voice did a one-eighty as he turned his head toward the two imposing doors and shouted, “Bring him!!”
Nervously you looked over at Trey who stood tall and upright by Riddle’s side, and he remained oddly focused on the door. And that orange-haired guy, Cater, where did he go…?
“Hey…!”
Your eyes flittered over to you right where Cater was bent over a bit to whisper in your ear, while everyone else was distracted by the prisoner being escorted inside.
“I’m so happy that you’ve alive…! Don’t go dying on me so quickly, ‘kay? You wouldn’t leave me all alone here, would you?”
“Uh… no, of course not.” Huh. This Cater guy seemed pretty close to the king, or now you actually.
When you averted your eyes to the front, you listened to the clacking of armor as you watched more soldiers bring forward one of their own. Yet unlike all the others masked by metal, this soldier in shackles didn’t have a helmet. His messy red hair stuck out every which way, which made you wonder how on earth he even managed to fit that mess of hair under a helmet at all. His eyes were glued to the floor, and he wore a stiff frown as his shackles rattled with every step he took until he was right before the steps leading up to the red royal. When he refused to kneel, he was pushed down to his knees as Riddle eyed him with disdain.
Riddle wasted no time, because as soon as this prisoner was on his knees, he began his tirade of questions. “Ace Trappola, was it? We know you saw Ellis. Do you know where he is?”
The soldier’s head lolled forward a bit, his warm-colored eyes stopping on you for a moment as you gazed back at him. In a way, this Ace reminded you of… well, you. In shackles, forced to kneel, in front of a higher authority that was obviously not particularly fond of you, and likely with a sentence that could only mean your doom ahead of you. In a way, you did feel for him after hearing the basis of why he was arrested.
All was silent, only his shackles could be heard again as he slowly shrugged and snapped back, “I’d like to know that too! I mean, I’m sure wherever he is, he’s free as a bird. Meanwhile, me? Locked up for trying to do my job––!”
“Failing to do your only job.” Riddle corrected with a scoff. “I will ask you one more time. Where. Is. Ellis?”
Ace, still annoyed, continued. He must’ve been either stupid or brave for continuing. Although it might’ve been both as he mocked him. “Didn’t you hear me the first time? I. Don’t. Know.”
Under your hand you felt Riddle’s fingers dig into the armrest, his knuckles growing white as he raised his voice an octave, “What if I take off your head? Will you know then?”
“If you took my head, you wouldn’t get any answers after that.” He retorted with a slight eye roll.
Underneath your hand you could feel Roseheart’s anger growing the tighter he dug his nails into the chair. When you saw his face, you and everyone else could tell that he was fit to burst, no doubt ready to seal this soldier’s doom. Instantly you shot up from your throne, wanting to help save this prisoner. However, you very quickly began to regret it when all eyes darted over to your form, and you now became the center of attention. You couldn’t just sit back down, so with no other choice, you awkwardly cleared your throat and proceeded nervously, “My dearest, earlier when in our chambers I had an… um… epiphany! A vision! Y-Yes, I had a vision…! Ellis will slay your–– our, pet dragon jabberwocky.”
Instantly Riddle’s eyes widened. “He killed our jabberwocky?!”
“No…! No, at least not yet!”
Technically you weren’t lying. The story goes that the Red Queen had a powerful dragon, the jabberwocky, which was the main reason why she could keep such a grip on the kingdom with no rebellion ever coming close to dethroning her. At least, that is until Alice comes along and slays the jabberwocky. If you could somehow get rid of Alice, or Ellis in this case, and stay in Riddle Roseheart’s good graces, you would have it made! It was practically certain that the court back home thought you would’ve been beheaded already and your head would float in that river of blood for eternity. Yet here you were, alive, and if things went smoothly, you could live out your life in splendor here. Yes, you’d have to deal with the red royal, but if you could just stay in his good graces at all times, you would have a wonderfully lavish life! At this point you were just speeding things up, Ellis’ intentions of slaying the jabberwocky probably weren’t supposed to be revealed until much later. But, it would make a perfect excuse now.
As all eyes remained on you, you recounted your fake tale, “It all makes sense now…! In… In my vision I saw… A red-haired knight, um, clashing swords with a blonde man in blue and white!” Well, that part was a lie. There never was a red-haired knight in the stories. But this was an opportunity to potentially save Ace as well, and give him a chance to redeem himself in Riddle’s eyes. When you turned to face Ace, he was gazing at you with furrowed eyebrows, but you proceeded anyway as you gave your attention to Riddle now. “Riddle, I think–– I mean, I b-believe that knight is this one here in front of us.”
“Him?” The royal exclaimed in disbelief, looking at the soldier with something akin to disgust. To which the said soldier stuck out his tongue before a stern glare from Trey and Cater made Ace close his mouth. Riddle blinked, quiet for a moment before gazing up at you, his expression softening as he flipped over his hand so it held yours. “Is that what you were doing in our chambers alone? You were studying texts and had a vision, to save me?”
“Y…Yes…?”
His big gray eyes became fixated on you, as his voice became soft when he replied, “I’ve misjudged you, my dear… I believed you were being unfaithful, but you were working hard for me. How wrong I was.” The way he looked at you could only be described as adoringly.
It made you nervous, but you could only awkwardly smile in return. In order to ensure your own life of comfort here, you had to be sure to ruin the plot of the story. This meant that Ellis, the protagonist, could not win no matter what. Although it pained you to do such a thing, knowing that the outcome would most likely mean death by beheading him and his allies, you were more afraid of death than you were of the hero. For this, you would have to make sure the antagonist, Riddle Rosehearts in the role of the Red Queen, obtained a happy ending instead of a bad ending where he himself would be banished after being defeated by Ellis.
Clearing your throat, you hesitantly listed off the sequence of events in the way you recalled them playing out, “In my vision I saw… a blonde boy in blue, a purple feline beastmen, and a hatter, among other allies. Ellis will… will attempt to infiltrate the palace, and gain your favor under a disguise, and steal the ancient sword that can slay our Jabberwocky.” As all eyes and ears remained on you, you hesitated once again, mentally apologizing for what you were about to do. Maybe in the end, you might be able to plead with your supposed spouse to spare them. But deep down, you knew it was unlikely for the ruthless tyrant to even consider the idea. “Your Majesty, my darling, i-if I may make a suggestion…?”
Riddle nodded as he listened attentively, “Go on.”
Thankfully you had moved your hands away from his, and had them folded in your lap so he couldn’t feel the way your fingers trembled with anxiety. “I would like to suggest we allow this knight before us to carry the sword, sheathed and hidden at all times. Let this be his redemption–– um, please, if you allow it, your Majesty.” Said knight gazed up in surprise. “It would be best to keep sir Ace in our sights. So might I ask that he and another capable knight become my guards?” Guards. Smart move, especially if things get hairy later. “I-I’d also like to suggest an increase in your personal escorts too… my dear. So… so you’ll be safe. And, no one else besides those in this room, will know of what we spoke of today––”
“That way, Ellis will come here all on his own, and if he searches for the sword it will not be there.” Riddle finished, to which you nodded. He caught on quickly. “That’s brilliant!” You nearly breathed a sigh of relief as the red royal turned to glance at his two subordinates, Trey and Cater, only to gesture to the former prisoner and demand of them, “Unbind him, Trey. How can he wield a sword if his hands are bound?”
Trey slowly stepped forward as Ace was allowed to stand, and he unlocked the shackles around the knight. Ace continued to peer up at you, suddenly flashing a grateful smile. To which you only caught a glimpse of before being distracted by the redhead on the throne.
“Cater!” Cater stood upright immediately and awaited orders from the royal. “Find a suitable knight to escort my partner! I expect only the strongest and most obedient of knights! Am I understood?”
“You got it, Your Majesty! I already have a few in mind.”
“Wonderful. I will be interviewing them myself, as well as hand-picking my own escorts.” Riddle stood from his throne, tossing out more commands and orders to be followed by his remaining subordinate and the guards that had escorted the former prisoner. “You lot, I want an increase on the perimeter and another search crew to hunt down that wretched boy Ellis! Trey, go and fetch the sword. As for you, Ace Trappola,” Turning to face the knight, he warned, “You have one more chance. Should you fail a second time, there will be no do-overs. Your head will roll and your family shall pay the price for your mistakes.”
For a mere moment, disbelief and anger flashed on Ace’s face. Just as he opened his mouth, you spoke up, “T-Thank you, Your Majesty…! You really are so… merciful.” Better to be a pawn in this game than to be dead.
Riddle turned his attention to you before smiling, such a true and proud smile as he declared, “I have you to thank for this, for saving my kingdom and protecting me. Once we have Ellis and his companions captured, we will have a morning execution for him, with front row seats to the show." As his eyes drifted back to the onlookers, he commanded, "All of you shall speak nothing of what transpired in this room.”
A chorus of Yes, Your Majesty echoed in the chamber. The royal nodded, content for now, sending you one last smile before turning on his heels and walking off to elsewhere with Cater in tow. Leaving you alone with Trey and Ace as all other attendants and soldiers exited the throne room to go fulfill their duties.
Just for a moment, you wanted to talk to Ace alone. There was something about Trey, something about the way he watched you so calmly but there was something in those yellow eyes behind those glasses. Something that made it seem like he knew your secret, like he knew you were not really the king. You weren’t sure if it was your paranoia getting to you and your mind was just playing tricks on you, but you wanted to distance yourself as far away from him as possible. As the former prisoner made his way towards you, you cleared your throat and spoke quietly, but loud enough for Trey to hear. “Can–– M-May I have a word with you, sir Ace…? In private.”
“Sure, I’m free now.” He half joked, giving a bit of a grin which didn’t do much to ease your worries.
Trey stood beside the empty throne, watching as you glanced over at him and made a gesture for him to carry on with the assigned duty of retrieving the legendary sword, as dictated by His Majesty. To which he did, after he carefully observed the way you scurried behind velvet curtains with the knight not too far behind.
When you were finally out of sight with Ace, you noticed his raised eyebrow. Noticing this and the way he tapped his foot, you hesitated, unsure where you were even going with this or what you should do now. “You… You look like you have something to say.”
“Why’d you save me?” He demanded, all that cheerfulness from before gone now as things took a serious turn. Looking you up and down, he crossed his arms and continued, “You could’ve had your cute little hubby chop off my head like all the others before me. So, say it. That’s the reason you wanted to talk alone, isn’t it?”
He got you. Were you that obvious? You’d definitely have to work on being more discreet… Looking around twice to make sure no one was listening in, you huddled with him in a corner by the stained glass windows as you whispered hurriedly, in a panic, “O-Okay, whew, you’re gonna think I’m crazy, but… I’m not really the king, or queen, or whatever role I’m supposed to play here! Well, I guess I am now? Uhhh… h-here! It’s like this: I was put on trial in my homeworld, and as punishment I was banished. When I woke up, I was in Roseheart’s bed and he started talking to me like I was an unfaithful partner! I didn’t understand it, until I realized that it was all exactly like a story I read as a child. My punishment was to become the king that dies by being beheaded by his own wife! I… I got out of that somehow, and now, well…”
Ace was looking at you as if you were crazy, as if you had grown an extra head or something. His arms were crossed and he continued to stare at you. Should you have done that? Could you trust him? Well, he did owe you his life. If things really came down to it, you could have him arrested again and beheaded. Play the victim, call guards, and make up some lie that he attacked you, but you really really didn’t want it to go like that… Finally, after a few seconds, he shook his head and gave a weak chuckle, as if he couldn’t even believe it. “Hold on, let me get this straight: You’re not royalty, but you’re a criminal from another world? Did you hit your head or something?”
You knew it. He wouldn’t believe you after all.
“I mean, they keep saying this Ellis loser came from another world too… So… Maybe your story doesn’t sound too crazy after all.” His scarlet eyes focused on the floor, as if considering something. “You really weren’t lying about knowing the future. And I thought you had gone mad or something! So I’m a hero in the story?”
You could only scratch your arm nervously, a bit regretful for having to crush his sudden burst of excitement. “Ahaha… not exactly? I made that part up…”
Disappointed at the revelation that he wasn’t some badass hero wielding a legendary sword, he scoffed, “Seriously? So why save me then?”
“Look…” You took a deep breath, hiding your fidgeting fingers in your palm as best as you could. “We were both supposed to die. At least my character was mentioned in the story, but you? Y-You weren’t even mentioned at all…! You were just a nameless faceless soldier, someone not even worth mentioning––”
Offended, he snapped back, “Faceless? Rude much!”
You quickly shushed him, internally freaking out at the prospect that you may have been overheard. But when nothing else and no one else stirred, you frowned and muttered, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that, I’m just really nervous… I guess what I’m trying to get at here is… why don’t we both help each other survive?”
“What?” Shaking his head in disbelief. First this person called him someone not even worth mentioning then they ask for his help? Seriously, what was with them?
“T-Think about it…! I’m the second most powerful person in the entire kingdom…! I know what will happen! Kinda…”
“Well, I do want to live just as badly as you do…” It appeared he was still on the fence. Leaning his weight against the wall, he demanded, “But what do you mean you kinda know what will happen? I thought you, for sure, know.”
“Um…” Twiddling your fingers, you hesitantly explained the dilemma, “I did mention we were both supposed to die… And while that part isn’t a lie and the whole you being the destined one to stop Ellis was a lie, the other thing I didn’t lie about was Ellis gathering with his allies to infiltrate the palace and acquire the sword to kill the Jabberwocky. That will actually happen. S-So, since I told everyone that––”
“Let me guess, you told it early?”
Freezing, you gazed up at him and murmured, “H-How did you…?”
He shrugged, “I would’ve done the same thing if I were in your position. That means a higher chance of survival, right? Assuming that the blonde is the good guy and our king Rosehearts is the bad guy of the story. And considering all that, now you have no idea how the story will be affected, right?”
“R-Right…” Wait, now it just looked like you were useless! Immediately interjecting, you added, “But I can still make predictions based on what I know, like how things were originally supposed to play out…!”
“And you are still technically a royal…” Ace placed a finger to his chin, probably thinking about possible outcomes, upsides, and downsides if he agreed to work together. Finally, when his gaze flittered back to you and you stood upright, he questioned, “What if things don’t go how we–– you plan?”
You actually considered this briefly. If everything came crumbling down and all plans failed, there was but one last option to avoid any punishment. “Find Ellis and the White Queen… or is it the White King? I-It doesn’t matter…! The point is, the White Royal is very kind and merciful. If I go to them and explain that I am not really the Red King’s consort, then they’ll spare me…! If you come too and bring the sword to slay the Jabberwocky, that will assure them of our good intentions!”
“Isn’t that just running away? I don’t want to do that. And come on, the Whites? Are you for real? I thought us Reds were bad, but those pristine prissy little killjoys are no fun.”
For a second you wanted to strangle him. What kind of idiot would risk certain death by staying here if everything goes south, instead of fleeing to a good place that would grant you sanctuary? “It’s exactly running away, that’s the point…! The point is to stay alive!”
The redhead tilted his head to the side, his disappointed and serious behavior disappearing as he grinned. “What if I became king?”
Now it was your turn to look at him as if he were the insane one. Was this knight actually the mad hatter that had been driven insane by mercury poisoning?
“I do owe you one for saving my neck back there. And I won’t lie, I’ve dreamed about being king one day. And you, you’re actually way more ruthless than you seem at first. I thought you were a scared little wimp that always cowers behind their little hubby husband.” He mocked. Ouch. He thought you were a wimp…? “But turns out, I was so wrong about you. Sounds like you’re willing to do whatever it takes to live another day. Even turn on your own husband!”
He was whisper yelling, and it was starting to make you anxious that someone would overhear. So you whisper yelled back at a lower volume, “S-Stop that…! You know the truth, he’s not really my husband…”
That smirk made you think that he was going to respond in a louder voice, but thankfully he wasn’t that stupid. Just stupid enough to plan to overthrow the bloody Red King and talk about it in his own palace. But maybe you were stupid too, for talking about such delicate matters in the palace halls. Ace took your hands and performed a mock bow. “No running away, you got it? I’ll take that tiny red punk’s crown and become king, then I’ll keep you as a royal beside me, it’s the least I can do after what you did. We’ll both not only survive, but thrive. What do you say, Your Majesty~?”
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Tw: dark themes (mentioned prostitution, sex trafficking and eating disorders), my general opinion on sins and demons (related to what I've learned in school and my family's beliefs) and very ooc OM! cast.
Obey me should be 18+. Obey me should be bloody and vicious. Mc's presence would be so much impactful if only the demons behaved like demons and the angels behaved like angels. If Solomon was an almost forgotten king living amongst dark creatures with no crown on his head.
When i think of Solomon i think of that story where two mothers were arguing about a living child. He offered giving each of them one half of the baby.
Where's that Solomon?
Why does Mammon keep spending money? True Greed lives within those parents that choose witnessing their child in pain over paying expensive medicine. Those people that bought one pair of leather boots ten years ago and refuse to buy something new because everything is "too expensive" nowadays. Mammon should be selfish and bitter, criticizing everyone's spending habits, not encouraging them.
But Mammon's greed represents having everything and more, you may say.
Well then, if he wants to have everything and more, why does he gamble? Does he expect to win every single time? I'm not convinced.
And Beel shouldn't be hungry all the time. On the contrary, he should be full. He should be eating without really having the need to do so. Food is not a coping mechanism for Gluttony, it takes the whole meaning of sin away. Beel should eat because he can do it and because he wants to do it. He should be eating until he feels sick and then keep eating because, why not? The food is delicious and it's right there.
And on top of that they're demons. Mystical beings dedicated entirely to temptation and punishment.
In obey me they're all bark and no bite (except lesson 16 and maybe Lucifer sometimes).
Give me some violence. Give me the gore that comes with living in hell. Give me a mentally unstable MC that truly shouldn't survive the exchange program. Demons all around are obsessed falling in love with them. Give me a true reason and not plot armor.
Envy and Pride are so close. Levi should be as ruthless as Lucifer. Greed and Lust? Prostitution and sex trafficking would put Mammon and Asmo on top of the food chain.
Tell me why Diavolo is more powerful than Barbatos.
Tell me how Luke is still alive.
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haydenigmatic · 10 months
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You are the King’s third child, a Princess/Prince third in line to the throne of the eight kingdoms,Third in line to the throne, you have nothing to worry about , well of course you have your lessons but not as extensive as your brothers because your older brother is the heir and even if something happened to him, there is your other big brother.
Maybe you will be a pawn for your father in a marriage alliance, However, who knows what the future holds, something or someone could ensure that your dynasty will be nothing more than dust and you will have to fight for the throne as the heir apparent, or maybe you won’t have to fight at all…
DEMO ✸ MOODBOARDS ✸ ASK ME ANYTHING YOU WANT ✸ FORUM ✸ PLAYLISTS ✸
RO's intro post: ✸ Aurelia/n✸Damon✸Doria/n✸Hanniel✸
               ✸ Jasira✸ Nesrin ✸ Odette ✸ Sorin ✸ Verena ✸  
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Play as a Princess/Prince of a powerful dynasty.
Variety of dialogue depending on your gender
Find love among nine characters of whom two are gender selectable
Manipulate, or genuinely care for your people
Bond with creatures that used to be extinct
Blurry the line between good and bad
Form alliances to win the crown
Do anything to survive at court
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♢ Lady/Lord Aurelia/Aurelian Mezzei (She/her - He/him) 2 years older than MC
Aurelia/n is a proud and skilled adventurer with a free-spirited nature, always yearning for new experiences and the freedom of the open road. Beneath their composed exterior, they possess a kind heart and a rational mind, but can become a formidable force when provoked.
"The world is a tapestry, woven with threads of wonder and complexity. With each step, I strive to unravel its mysteries and add my own vibrant colors."
♢ Lady/Lord Doria/Dorian Muriel  (She/her - He/him) 3 years older than MC
Doria/n is a complex and enigmatic individual, shrouded in a veil of cynicism and guardedness. Their ruthless actions and lack of remorse paint them as a hardened figure, while their hidden heart of gold and capacity for loyalty reveal a deeper layer beneath the surface. They navigate life with a cautious scepticism, harbouring deep-seated wounds and a relentless desire for self-preservation.
"There's no room for sentimentality or second chances in my life. Once you cross me, there's no going back."
♢ Hanniel (Connell) Almlinger  (He/him) 4 years older than MC
Hanniel is a chivalrous and principled knight, driven by a strong sense of justice and an unwavering dedication to doing what is right. Despite the shame he feels as a bastard, he possesses a warm and compassionate heart, and his experiences have shaped him into a resilient and empathetic individual.
"The measure of a person's worth is not determined by their birthright, but by the content of their character."
♢ Lord Damon Lavone (He/him) 4 years older than MC
Damon is a charismatic and ambitious knight, driven by a relentless pursuit of glory and recognition. His privileged background as the heir to the second wealthiest man in The Eight Kingdoms, combined with his natural talent and captivating presence, has made him a captivating legend and a force to be reckoned with. Beneath his confident exterior lies a fiercely loyal and protective nature, willing to go to great lengths for the ones he loves.
"To be ordinary is a fate worse than death. I was destined for greatness, and I will leave my mark on this world. Remember my name, for it will be whispered in awe and reverence."
♢ Lady Jasira Oursbar (She/her) 2 years older than MC
Jasira is a fiercely independent and outspoken individual, unafraid to challenge societal expectations and fight for what she believes in. As the daughter of a northern duke, she defies the traditional role of a lady, embodying strength, determination, and a rebellious spirit. With a background rooted in nobility, Jasira carries a deep sense of loyalty and a strong connection to her heritage, guiding her actions and shaping her unwavering pursuit of justice.
"I'd rather live a life of freedom and danger than one of safety and confinement."
♢ Lady Nesrin Parovus (She/her) 1 year older than MC
Nesrin is a cunning and intelligent individual, skilled in the art of manipulation and strategic thinking. Born into nobility as the daughter of one of the seven dukes, she exudes grace and elegance while harbouring a hidden depth of ambition and determination. With her background of privilege and a mind shaped by political intrigue, Nesrin is a formidable force, always three steps ahead in the game of power.
"There's nothing more satisfying than outmaneuvering someone who thought they had the upper hand."
♢ Lady Odette Lavone (She/her) 1 year younger than MC
Odette is a compassionate and idealistic individual, driven by a strong sense of empathy and a desire for justice. With her noble background as the daughter of one of the seven dukes, she possesses elegance and grace, often regarded as the epitome of a court lady. Her genuine kindness and unwavering devotion make her a steadfast ally and a beacon of hope in a complex and sometimes treacherous world.
"Love is not just a fleeting emotion; it is a profound connection that binds us together. With each beat of my heart, I choose to love fiercely, fiercely enough to change the world."
♢ Sorin of Soirsa (She/her) 2 years older than MC
Sorin is a resilient and resourceful individual, shaped by a challenging past as an orphan and a former courtesan. With a guarded demeanour and an independent spirit, she navigates the world with a keen intellect and a knack for survival. Beneath her tough exterior lies a tender heart yearning for connection, a hidden vulnerability that only a select few are privileged to witness.
"Life may have dealt me a difficult hand, but I'll play it with audacious grace, turning adversity into art."
♢ Lady Verena Sarpe (She/her) Same age as MC
Verena is a captivating and ambitious noblewoman, known for her seductive allure and calculated strategies. Born into a distinguished family, she carries the weight of her tarnished reputation and navigates the intricate web of political power with cunning and determination. Behind her enchanting facade lies a complex soul yearning for genuine love, battling her own insecurities and the shadows of her past.
"Love is a delicate dance, and I have perfected the steps. But be warned, for the fire that burns within me is as treacherous as it is enchanting."
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Villainous
This is Rated 16+, please be aware of this before continuing
This game will contain
Blood and violence, death, manipulation, child abuse, trauma, vulgar language and implicit sexual content, suggestive mature content
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Fate can be great and bad. Born into a cruel and unfair world, life was never great nor did it get better, always bringing you into a downward spiral. Death was at your door, and it was time for judgement.
Yet judgement was never casted for you lived another day but how far can you run before it consumes you whole and kills you right where you stand? How long before you pay the ultimate price for your crimes? Your fate is sealed.
SYNOPSIS
Cursed is what you've heard since you were a small child abandoned in a cruel world. What could you do but survive hopeless? The world laughed at you and threw things at you, but you were saved by mother she showed you love. All you have to do now is listen to your mother; after all, She is the only one who can wash away your sins.
DEMO FEATURES
Play a cursed MC and future villain with uncontrollable powers and an uncontrollable craving for blood.
Customizable MC: name, gender (male, female, non-binary), appearance,
Manipulate and destroy those around you play the victim
Listen to mother
5 Potential Romance Options
Survive
DEMO TBA
Main Cast
King Derek (53)
- King Derek is not present in the lives of Amalia and Amir since he is preoccupied with Kingdom matters and battles.
Mother Cordelia (44)
- The woman who adopted you and nurtured you as her own is kind and compassionate, and she appears to be rather younger for her age.
Teacher Esmerelda (60)
 - The twins’ teacher since childhood She is sweet and humble, yet she is strict and only does what she believes is proper and ideal.
More characters will be added as the story goes on + more information on them
ROs
Princess Amalia [ISFP] (23)
- A carefree and enthusiastic princess, a ray of sunshine 
- Small in height with wavy long platinum blonde hair, bright ocean blue eyes, honey complexion, and a lithe figure with dimples
- Amalia, prince Amir’s twin sister, is reckless and full of energy. She enjoys crowded areas and doesn’t mind getting her hands dirty. She spends most of her time exploring or horseback riding. She is known for her breathtaking beauty and heavenly smile, as well as her unconditional loving attitude.
Prince Amir [INFJ] (23)
- A quiet and calm prince 
- Wavy hip long platinum blonde hair, dark blue eyes, honey complexion, and a tall, mesomorph figure
- Amir, the twin brother of Princess Amalia, is the polar opposite of his sister; he is more cautious and instinctive; he prefers peaceful places and spends much of his time reading or training; and he is known for his intelligence and serene attitude, always appearing to be perfect.
Commander Erica [ENTJ] (25)
- A commander who is open-minded, intuitive, and judgmental.
- Curled medium-length black hair, bright orange eyes, dark brown complexion, inverted triangle physique, with scars all over
- Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Army Erica is a nice and laid-back person who enjoys the entertainment and has a sweet spot for cutesy things. She spends much of her time with her army or out touring; she is known for her raw strength, laid-back demeanor, and accomplishments.
Servant Caius [ESFP] (24)
- A charming and flirtatious servant
- Dark brown short curly hair tangled hair, brown eyes, tanned skin, athletic physique, medium height, and a beauty mark under his left eye
- An imperial palace servant Caius is a humorous and charming flirt who enjoys open places and people. He spends the most of his time working or chatting with strangers. He is known for his confidence and playboy tendencies. 
Wizard Wren (20)
- A prideful and arrogant wizard
- Straight long dark red hair, mismatched green and purple eyes, ivory complexion, and a slim frame low in height with an eyepatch on the left eye.
- A wizard of the Empire Wren is direct and ruthless; they prefer tiny spaces and spend the most of their time casting spells or conducting magical matters; they are known for being powerful and arrogant.
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Rivulets of Red is an upcoming 18+ Dark Fantasy/Romance IF that may not be suitable to some readers. As it has dark themes— such as references to possession, torture, death, and war— and depictions of sexual themes, profanity, alcohol consumption, and drug abuse.
You were a simple stablehand before The Great War started. Nothing more than a blip on the radar to most— less than a speck of dirt on the bottom of well worn boots to others— but that didn’t stop you from dreaming of what could be. You just never expected how much you’d wish to go back to the life of anonymity; before the fame, before the war, before the nightmares.
Blood now stained your hands a dark crimson; forever there no matter how much you may scrub them clean. The memories of glassy eyes forever ingrained into your mind.
Coming back home, to your homeland, after such a change would be hard. Adjusting to the past and present meeting once more even more so. All you could hope was that everything would become easier in time.
Until you hear a dark whisper within your mind.
Baseline Synopsis: You’re one of the few survivors of The Great War when in regards to the Front Line. Returning home to your country, Elyria, is something you’ve wanted for quite some time, but it’s much harder to acclimate than you had believed it would be. Coupled with the growing knowledge that you were returning wrong…It’ll certainly be a joyous homecoming. Will you be able to figure out what’s wrong with you before it’s too late?
Features:
Customizable: Name, gender (male, female, or non-binary), and appearance.
Was your MC a warrior? In ranged combat? In melee? Or were they a medic? You decide.
Romance 1 of 3 options.
Figure out who, or what, the voice in your head is and what it wants with you.
DEMO LINK (TBA)
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Revan (M/F/NB) — The Heir
They’re ruthless to all the people that dare oppose Elyria. With a stoic mask that no one could ever hope to read, a tendency to cut deeper than any blade with their words alone, and a propensity for bloodshed; Revan was exactly the Heir their father— King Tylan— had wanted for Elyria.
Of course, Revan was also the only person to ever treat you like an actual human within the castle. Even when you had been warned to stay away from the unstoppable force that was the Crown Heir, you couldn’t help but be caught in the brilliant light that was their spirit.
They are tall (6’5”/1.95 m) with dark black hair, signature of the Raven House, with ice green eyes. Pale skin offset by the dark clothing that adorns their muscular physique. Revan is 28.
Seren (M/F/NB) — The Warrior
A survivor like yourself, but the haunted look in their eyes tell any that look upon them that they had been in the domain of Hell for much longer than you. Seren isn’t a person you’d normally be close with, but you can’t say that you mind having them by your side. Loyal to a fault, without rhyme or reason, Seren would gladly take an arrow for you without thinking twice.
You’re not sure if you’ll ever learn why Seren had been conscripted into the Army, but all you do know is that it probably has something to do with the scars that littered their body.
They are of medium height (5’8”/1.72 m) with dark bronze skin and shimmering hazel eyes. Auburn hair falls around their face in a mess of curls— usually pulled back— and their deceptively strong body is hidden behind simple tunics. Seren is 26.
Auryn (M/F/NB) — The Old Flame
If things had been different— if you hadn’t left when and how you did— you would probably be married to the gentle soul that was the Spy Master’s child. Auryn had been in your life ever since you both were children; after they had stumbled into the stable looking for a quiet place to read.
It seems the years, while being kind in terms of their elegance and beauty, have caused them to close off the world of wonder they used to speak of. A guarded, almost jaded, look etched within their gaze.
They are tall (5’11”/1.8 m) with olive toned skin and sapphire blue eyes. Honey blonde hair is lighter than you remember, but just as beautiful. Their lithe form hidden behind various cloaks and robes. Auryn is 27.
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barbwritesstuff · 1 month
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Do you have a favorite origin in Thicker Than? I love the doctor but just tried the criminal and love it too!
I feel about the origins the same way I feel about the ROs. I love them all but for different reasons.
Same as the tribute paths too, actually. I'm currently writing a scene with an MC who promised the king Blackwell's brew and is following through (eg, fully on track to actually recreate the brew). I don't know everything about MCs, but I know this one (for some reason) is more ruthless than others. Eg, they're willing to push themselves and their relationships to get a potentially game changing advantage. And I love that.
Origins aren't meant to change the game a lot, but they inform certain moments. The divorcee's relationship with Chris, the gambler's ability to immediately calculate odds and willingness to take risks, the schmuck's pessimism and gallows humour... It's flavour, but it's flavour that I hope makes the game just a little bit more fun.
TLDR: I love all my vampires. 💙
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Siblings Height Charts
Name Color Key: Black = Queen He's children, Red = Consort Dou's children, Green = Consort Hou's children, Purple = Consort Re's children, and Pink = Consort Xing's children
The Princes and Princesses of the Xiatian Kingdom
Crown Prince Nan Lunsu (南囵速)
(南, nán, "south") (囵速, lún sù, "complete (make whole) quickly")
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Crown Prince Nan Lunsu is the oldest son and child of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His mother is Queen He Taiyin. He is the current heir to the throne. He is mostly busy in court, shadowing his father. He is supposed to be engaged, but he keeps dodging the question. He is 27 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn loo-un sue
Height: 6'2 (188 cm)
Appearance: Fair skin, Dark Brown eyes, Wavy Black hair
First Princess Nan Kutuo (南酷媠)
(南, nán, "south") (酷媠, kù tuó, "ruthless beauty")
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First Princess Nan Kutuo is the oldest daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her mother is Worthy Consort Xing Fangguo, who tends to ignore her in favor of her younger brother, Third Prince Pihen. She is second of twenty-two. She shadows under Queen He Taiyin, learning about city infrastructure and social policies, interested in city improvements. She is not yet engaged, much to her mother's dismay. She is 26 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn koo t-wa
Height: 5'9 (175 cm)
Appearance: Fair skin, Dark Brown eyes, Straight Light Brown hair
Second Princess Nan Dapang (南大滂)
(南, nán, "south") (大滂, dà pāng, "great rushing water")
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Second Princess Nan Dapang is the second daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her mother is Virtuous Consort Re Hanshang. She is third of twenty-two children. She spends most of her time among military tutors, determined to be one of the first women to hold a military officer's title. She is not yet engaged, although she does have a potential candidate, unlike her older siblings who are completely unattached at the moment. She is 25 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn dah pahng
Height: 5'11 (180 cm)
Appearance: Pale skin, Black eyes, Straight Black hair
Second Prince Nan Shuailu (南率律)
(南, nán, "south") (率律, shuài lǜ, "to command law")
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Second Prince Nan Shuailu is the second son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His mother is Pure Consort Huo Qinwen. He is fourth of twenty-two children and is MC's older brother. He is currently 2nd in line for the throne, after his older brother, Crown Prince Lunsu. He spends most of his time in court or with tutors, learning politics and law. He is not yet engaged, although he seems to be interested in his own personal guard. He is 25 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn sh-why loo
Height: 6'0 (183 cm)
Appearance: Fair-Tan skin, Dark Brown eyes, Straight hair, Player Determined Hair Color
Third Prince Nan Pihen (南丕狠)
(南, nán, "south") (丕狠, pī hěn, "grand fierceness")
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Second Prince Nan Pihen is the third son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His mother is Worthy Consort Xing Fangguo. He is fifth of twenty-two children. He tend to be shier than his siblings around his age, much to his mother's dismay. He spends most of his time in court or with tutors, learning politics and law. He does actually have a fiancée, unlike his siblings. He is 23 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn pii hon
Height: 5'7 (170 cm)
Appearance: Tan skin, Black eyes, Wavy Brown hair
Third Princess Nan Luexia (南掠霞)
(南, nán, "south") (掠霞, lüè xiá, "to sweep red clouds")
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Third Princess Nan Luexia is the third daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her mother is Noble Consort Dou Rizhe. She is sixth of twenty-two children. She spends most of her time with tutors, learning how to teach. She excels at teaching her younger siblings. She is not yet engaged, but has a potential partner. She is 22 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn loo-eh shaa
Height: 5'4 (163 cm)
Appearance: Pale skin, Dark Brown eyes, Straight Brown hair
Fourth or Fifth Princess Nan Zhouwa (南宙娃)
(南, nán, "south") (宙娃, zhòu wá, "forever (a) doll")
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Fourth or Fifth Princess Nan Zhouwa is the fourth or fifth daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Virtuous Consort Re Hanshang. She is eighth of twenty-two children. She spends her time among the nobility, a social butterfly, similar to her mother. She is charismatic and charming, much to Consort Xing's ire. She is not engaged nor does she have a potential partner. She is 20 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn jho wah
Height: 5'5 (165 cm)
Appearance: Fair skin, Black eyes, Straight Dark Brown hair
Fifth or Sixth Princess Nan Gaotang (南杲棠)
(南, nán, "south") (杲棠, gǎo táng, "sun shines on cherry-apples")
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Fifth or Sixth Princess Nan Gaotang is the fifth or sixth daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Noble Consort Dou Rizhe. She is ninth of twenty-two children. She, similar to her older sister, spends her most of time around nobility. She also spends time with her tutors, learning more about court politics. She is not engaged nor does she have a potential partner. She is 18 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn gow tahng
Height: 5'4 (163 cm)
Appearance: Light skin, Black eyes, Wavy Black hair
Fourth or Fifth Prince Nan Duanzu (南锻崒)
(南, nán, "south") (锻崒, duàn zú, "to forge rocky peaks")
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Fourth or Fifth Prince Nan Duanzu is the fourth or fifth son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Worthy Consort Xing Fangguo. He is tenth of twenty-two children. He spends most of his time with his tutors, completing his education, although can be spotted goofing off with his half-brothers. He is 16 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn du-wahn zoo
Height: 5'7 (170 cm)
Appearance: Fair skin, Dark Brown eyes, Wavy Black hair
Fifth or Sixth Prince Nan Casao (南擦臊)
(南, nán, "south") (擦臊, cā sào, "to erase shame/shameless")
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Fifth or Sixth Prince Nan Casao is the fifth or sixth son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Queen He Taiyin. He is eleventh of twenty-two children. He spends most of his time with his tutors, getting his education. He can also be spotted goofing off with his half-brothers similar in age. He is 15 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn cah sow
Height: 5'8 (173 cm)
Appearance: Fair skin, Brown eyes, Straight Black hair
Sixth or Seventh Prince Nan Kenlu (南垦蓼)
(南, nán, "south") (垦蓼, kěn lù, "to cultivate luxuriant growth")
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Sixth or Seventh Prince Nan Kenlu is the sixth or seventh son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Virtuous Consort Re Hanshang. He is twelfth of twenty-two children. He spends most of his time with his tutors, learning about politics, warfare, and other various subjects. He can also be spotted goofing off with his half-brothers similar to him in age. He is 14 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn k-uhn loo
Height: 5'6 (168 cm)
Appearance: Pale skin, Dark Brown Eyes, Straight Light Brown hair
Sixth or Seventh Princess Nan Zhuanying (南转英)
(南, nán, "south") (转英, zhuǎn yīng, "to turn blossom/flowers changing")
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Sixth or Seventh Princess Nan Zhuanying is the sixth or seventh daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Worthy Consort Xing Fangguo. She is thirteenth of twenty-two children. She spends most of her time with her nannies or tutors. She is annoyed that her other siblings are allowed to play with their half-siblings, but Consort Xing keeps her inside. She is 10 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn jzhu-wahn ying
Appearance: Tan skin, Brown eyes, Wavy Blonde hair
Seventh or Eighth Princess Nan Liangxu (南亮旭)
(南, nán, "south") (亮旭, liàng xù, "bright rising sun")
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Seventh or Eighth Princess Nan Liangxu is the seventh or eighth daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Pure Consort Huo Qinwen, and she is MC's younger sister. She is fourteenth of twenty-two children. She spends most of her time with her nannies, playing with friends, or studying with tutors or her older sister, Third Princess Luexia. She is 8 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn le-ahng shu
Appearance: Fair-Tan skin, Player Determined Eye Color, Straight Black hair
Eighth or Ninth Princess Nan Tuojiu (南托玖)
(南, nán, "south") (托玖, tuō jiǔ, "to entrust with black jade")
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Eighth or Ninth Princess Nan Tuojiu is the eighth or ninth daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Noble Consort Dou Rizhe. She is fifteenth of twenty-two children. She is similar to her mother, enjoying the comfort of her own palace and company than venturing out. She spends most of her time with her nannies, playing or reading/being read to, or studying with tutors, or, on the rare off-chance, her older sister, Third Princess Luexia. She is 7 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn t-wa je-oh
Appearance: Fair skin, Black eyes, Straight Brown hair
Seventh or Eighth Prince Nan Genbi (南跟辟)
(南, nán, "south") (跟辟, gēn bì, "to follow the king")
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Seventh or Eighth Prince Nan Genbi is the seventh or eighth son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Virtuous Consort Re Hanshang. He is the older twin brother to Eighth/Ninth Prince Nan Zhuibi. He is sixteenth of twenty-two children. He, like his other siblings around his age, spend most of his time with his nannies, tutors or older sister, Third Princess Luexia, or playing. He likes to think of himself as a "serious grown-up" and enjoy imitating his older brothers. He is 6 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn ghen bee
Appearance: Fair skin, Black eyes, Straight Black hair
Eighth or Ninth Prince Nan Zhuibi (南追辟)
(南, nán, "south") (追辟, zhuī bì, "to chase/pursue the king")
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Eighth or Ninth Prince Nan Zhuibi is the eighth or ninth son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Virtuous Consort Re Hanshang. He is the younger twin brother to Seventh/Eighth Prince Nan Genbi. He is seventeenth of twenty-two children. He, like his other siblings around his age, spend most of his time with his nannies, tutors or older sister, Third Princess Luexia, or playing. Unlike his twin, he is a troublemaker, often getting into trouble or pulling pranks on his siblings. He is 6 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn jz-way bee
Appearance: Light skin, Dark Brown eyes, Straight Black hair
Ninth or Tenth Princess Nan Quanying (南全荧)
(南, nán, "south") (全荧, quán yíng, "all shimmering")
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Ninth or Tenth Princess Nan Quanying is the ninth or tenth daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Queen He Taiyin. She is eighteenth of twenty-two children. She spends most of her time with her nannies, playing. She's not quite old enough to start official lessons, but her nannies and older sister, Third Princess Luexia, provide her with some basic ones. She is 5 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn chu-when ying
Appearance: Fair skin, Black eyes, Wavy Brown hair
Ninth or Tenth Prince Nan Zuoya (南佐涯)
(南, nán, "south") (佐涯, zuǒ yá, "to accompany the horizon")
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Ninth or Tenth Prince Nan Zuoya is the ninth or tenth son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Worthy Consort Xing Fanggu. He is nineteenth of twenty-two children. He spends most of her time with her nannies, playing. He's not old enough to start official lessons yet, but his nannies provide him with some basic ones. He is 4 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn zou-woah yah
Appearance: Fair skin, Dark Brown eyes, Straight Light Brown hair
Tenth or Eleventh Prince Nan Qiongkuai (南琼块)
(南, nán, "south") (琼块, qióng kuài, "fine jade piece")
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Tenth or Eleventh Prince Nan Qiongkuai is the tenth or eleventh son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Pure Consort Huo Qinwen, and he is MC's younger brother. He is twentieth of twenty-two children. He spends most of his time with his nannies or around his mother. He is 2 years old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn chee-ong qu-eye
Appearance: Fair-Tan skin, Dark Brown eyes, Straight Black hair
Tenth or Eleventh Princess Nan Tangye (南塘夜)
(南, nán, "south") (塘夜, táng yè, "pool of night")
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Tenth or Eleventh Princess Nan Tangye is the tenth or eleventh daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Worthy Consort Xing Fangguo. Shee is twenty-first of twenty-two children. Being essentially a baby still, most of her time is spent with nannies, her mother, or her wet nurse. She is 1 year old at the start of the story.
Name Pronunciation: nahn tahng ye-eh
Appearance: Tan skin, Hazel eyes, Straight Black hair
Eleventh Prince/Princess Nan Guangtian (南光天)
(南, nán, "south") (光天, guāng tiān, "light of the heavens")
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Eleventh Prince or Princess Nan Guangtian is the eleventh son or daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Their gender is dependent on if MC is a prince or princess; they will be the opposite. Their mother is Queen He Taiyin. They are twenty-second of twenty-two children. They aren't born yet, as of the start of the story, but they'll be born soon enough.
Name Pronunciation: nahn g-wahng te-enn
Appearance: Fair skin, Brown eyes, Black hair
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princessasmosprincess · 5 months
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Kind of random but what do you think would happen if the demon king (Diavolo’s dad) woke up? Do you think he would approve of the work Diavolo’s done? What would he think of the brothers all having pacts with the mc? There’s so little about this character I’m interested in knowing what you think would happen if he ever woke up. Btw, you’re my fave obey me fanfic writer :)
I got this ask a while ago and I always meant to answer it but I kept forgetting...
I go back and forth on what Diavolo's father might think of the program. Diavolo tries so hard to please him and be a good example of a ruler. He seems to really respect his father, he desires his approval. That being the case, it would make sense that Diavolo's father might be on the same page as him when it comes to wanting to unite the realms, and especially making peace with humans.
On the other hand, why didn't his father make moves to unite the realms before? The House of Lords seems to look down on Diavolo and they don't think he is fit to be the future king, which is why they made him undergo the Kingsblood Crucible. I can't remember if it was explicitly said, but I thought it was at least implied that they preferred his father over him. If that's true, then it would make sense that his father doesn't have the same views as Dia, and favors the interests of the snooty demon nobles who are old fashioned and not interested in making nice with angels or humans.
I'm inclined to believe the latter, but I also have written the Demon King to be a fearsome, ruthless being.
I actually have a headcanon that Barbatos is the reason the king is sleeping. He saw the king as someone in the way of Diavolo's goals so he used his power, as possibly the strongest demon in existence, to overtake the king and put him to sleep. This gave Diavolo (unbeknownst to all of this) the chance to fulfill his dreams of uniting the realms and becoming the next ruler of the Devildom. I suppose we shall see in the future if this is true.
Thank you for your question, I really enjoyed thinking about this.
(also thank you so much for the compliment (๑>◡<๑)~♡)
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dazzlerazz · 3 months
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One thing I like about the fell xenologue is that all characters in the main campaign have the potential to become their fell xenologue counterparts. What FX did was basically amplify their worst traits to the maximum, and that effected how they interacted with their world, and this is especially present within the royals, and with them being the leaders of their countries that trickled down into their subjects and by proxy the other characters
I feel the best example of this is Celine, who is war-thirsty and ready to attack another country to protect her own subjects from the resource epidemic their country is facing. Celine in the main campaign has shown a similar form of ruthlessness, but on smaller scales, in some of her supports. What she is in FX is that part of her times 10. She's willing to more and more to protect her people, even to go so far as to put those lives of the people she loves at risk to believe that she's saving them all, even when it eventually resultts in their deaths
Diamant is also another perfect example. While Diamant just seems to be Main Game Alcryst, he's actually far different than that. FX Diamant is a king of a country that doesn't want to go to battle, of course, and while this was always the base, I believe it symbolizes FX Diamant's fearfulness. FX Diamant is afraid, he's unsure of himself, he knows his younger brother is more fit for the throne and that Alcryst is going to have him assassinated, or even worse, bring that blade down himself. Diamant has accepted his fate, he won't fight it. He wants to lead his country the best he can, but he's also lost his father. While Alear was alive in this universe as well, Alear fell far too soon to help Diamant be able to completely process his grief, stripping him of yet another ally. The Divine Dragon was everyone's closest friend, after all
Ivy I feel is a similar case but in a slightly different way. FX Ivy is almost like main campaign Hortensia in a way, but devoted to the Fell Dragon all the same. FX Ivy begs his return, something MC Ivy would never do, which leads me to believe that after Alear's death, her faith in the divine dragons was lost, allowing her to fall back onto her previous religion out of just pure emotion. Maybe she thought Sombron would resurrect Alear despite him being the one that killed them, or maybe she just wanted to use his power for her own and burn the entire world down as revenge against the universe for allowing Alear to fall. MC Ivy in battle with FX Ivy says that she hopes that she doesn't sound like FX Ivy, meaning that MC Ivy in some way sees her behaviors in FX Ivy (I've always assumed this was because Ivy was being very careful in the MC to not let that side of herself show while FX Ivy let that side of herself run wild)
Timerra, similar to Celine, wants to do what's best for her country, except FX Timerra has a bit more of a level head on her shoulders compared to FX Celine. (Also I will admit that we didn't get that much time with her compared to others). Solm is a country that keeps to itself and helps no one unless it benefits them mostly, and the only reason they wanted to go to war with Elusia was to keep them from resurrecting Sombron and effectively save their home, so it's worth gathering an army to meet them on the field of battle. They view Elusia power-hungry, and will absolutely tear Elyos to its roots if allowed to run free
Anyways that's it, I could go on about side characters but I feel like the royals are really at the heart of it all and are the best examples I can give. There are characters that are written to just be exact opposites instead of their worst traits, such as Bunet who was described as a terrible cook which pretty much goes completely against his MC character, but you get what I mean
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What changes would you give to the Six of Crow duology, to fit it into a continuity where Darklina reunited and ruled Ravka? Honestly, aside from Nina's backstory, and a few other little tweaks, I don't think the duology would have huge changes. After all, Darklina can't change society that fast. I also think Nikolai Zoya and Genya could have appeared just as well. Simply Nikolai wouldn't be the king, but that wouldn't stop him from working with/for Darklina. And honestly, I've always found it a bit stupid that the king of Ravka goes on the road himself with two grisha when he has his own country to take care of.
Well yes, Nina wouldn't be on the road, but there's very little Grisha after the war, so we can get her some speeded-up training outside of Little Palace. Not abroad, maybe some station nearer the borders, where she'd be able to practice her linguistic skills talking to refugees, or interrogating captives.
Suli was best for missions in the northwest. Shu meant you’d be stuck translating diplomatic papers.
Shadow and Bone- Chapter 9
As you said, even a couple of powerful Grisha won't make their enemies behave in a day. Raids are to be expected. She could've been captured on Ravkan soil.
When drüskelle almost killed Alina on her way from Kribirsk to Os Alta, Matthias could be in a group infiltrating Ravka near Ulensk for example. It's both near Fjerda and the (remains of the) Fold, but then again, unexpected shenanigans would have to ensure to get them to Ketterdam.
West Ravka would be an easier choice then. They're likely to be unhappy about re-connection with their poorer, differently-thinking sibling. Show had openly admitted Westerners are selling Grisha to their enemies. Nina could be among them, except this time she'd still be a hormonal teenager with unfinished education.
KoS MCs would be more complicated.
Genya is still a traitor, and Aleksander's hardly the forgiving type. A veeeery big AU I've been thinking about for a while would be faking her change of heart to double-cross Alina. Picture a politically-shrewd spy, bleaching her own face for years to help overthrow her rapist... only for the Coup to go to hell.
A new variable appears, putting a greater value on her own peace and quiet than necassary change, and force failed to make her co-oparate. Loyalists boarded ship captained by a suspicious character, likely with agenda of his own... so the spy comes up with a sneaky strategy as the plan B, should it be necessary. When it becomes obvious Alina will slip through their fingers once again, an order comes to "stop her".
... and once everything's ready to take the throne, the Darkling with his forces secures the capital and plants his spy once again. Alina has a knack for escaping after all and who would have suspected mutilated girl, cowering in shadows?
That's one way to give Genya the recognition she deserves. Enter Evgenia Safina, the spymaster and/or ruthless, cunning delegate she should have become.
Zoya doesn't have much to offer, but quite a beef with the Darkling. He'll be always the one, who "killed" her aunt. And she's still just a replacable Squaller. If I were the Darkling, I'd use her as deterrent example. Public trial and fitting punishment.
Nikolai... well, the wisest course of action would be killing him off too. He's a possible competitor for the Throne, and he IS ambitious by himself, not merely in love with Ravka like we're told by the narrative.
Even discredited, there would be those preferring a bastard with a crown to the Saint-enslaving Satan.
It's true Sturmhond was useful to Ravka once, and could be so again, but how would we ensure that's what he'll remain?
And honestly, I've always found it a bit stupid that the king of Ravka goes on the road himself with two grisha when he has his own country to take care of.
That's to show he's a man of people! The boring kingly stuff's being done by itself!
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Back to the start- SoC plot could remain almost the same, although it would offer a new storyline about how is Ravka trying to deal with the threat of parem. Or a mention here and there. Or nothing at all, if we're sticking with Crows-only POV and all their info would be Kaz's deductions and hearsay.
The Ravkan delegates in CK would simply be lead by Genya (See: above), so Wylan would get his face back, and the rest was mostly about collecting points for "well-known character appearance" anyway.
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she who owns tragedy - a wip by @nightlylaments
GENRE | dark fantasy. TARGET WORD COUNT | 90-100k STATUS | first draft; first book of a series. POV | dual first person pov (kinda wanna change it to third person) THEMES | black mc's, diverse cast, inherited magic system, cult/hidden society, prophecies, fated mates, sacrifices to gods, traumatic pasts, all living things possess magic, forest setting, morally grey characters, bloodlines & lineage, fate & free will, race of people is persecuted, destructive magic, feuding gods, identity. TRIGGERS | blood, violence, mentions of war, abuse, forced relationship, mental abuse, obsession, depressive thoughts, mentions of child abuse, mentions of human sacrifice, mentions of genocide, manipulation.
SYNOPSIS |
In the kingdom of Azurani, people are mysteriously going missing, nights are lasting longer, and something dark has begun to seep into the soil. Something that is tar black and smells of death and decay. Something that will send the entire kingdom into chaos. Followers of the Old Faith called it the Dawning, and they said it would end the world. Not many in Azurani believe in the Old Faith anymore, as its followers have been driven into hiding by the High King, but those that do fear the Dawning.
But the Sages spoke of a prophecy. There is a land where the rivers flow with the blood of the Goddess, trees sprout from the ashes of the ancient war, and spirits of those who perished reign. There is a land where a sleeping army has resided for a millennium. They have been slumbering for too long. And a girl made of destructive magic running from an obsessed man and a ruthless heretic made of shadows lives are tangled together by cruel fate. They hold the key to saving the world or destroying it.
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SETTING/HISTORY |
When the goddess created Azurani, she created the Mundanus to give life to her new world. She fell in love with a Mundanus man, and when she birthed her first son, she created two kinds; those who could and those who could not.
Namari loved her creations equally, but her blood flowed through one and not the other. Kimenas were gifted with shards of the Goddess's powers. The Mundanus grew jealous and demanded their own powers, but the ones she gifted them paled in comparison to the Kimenas. They took this as favoritism.
A millennium ago, the Mundnus raged war against the goddess and her people. And a new God rose from the darkness and bloodshed, proclaiming himself the High King, gifting his most loyal warriors their own lands and allowing them to do as they pleased with the Kimena. The goddess had perished, and her children fled the palace going into hiding. Some kept their bloodline pure, while others found it better to breed with the Mundanus. Now the Mundanus rule with an iron fist, and Kimena are forced to hide their magic or be persecuted.
CHARACTERS |
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Nezi'a Vasily; end bringer, soul guide, soul eater, the golden one
is sewn from tragedy, a melancholy girl with gold-speckled skin and a heart that does not beat. Her fabric has been ripped at the seams.
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Zyon Almatsi; the king of shadows, umbraki
is made of shadows and carved from stone. he is ruthless divinity; the stars are jealous of how bright his anger burns. 
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Mazu Atelier
is undeniable beauty and sharp teeth, she is a creature grown in dark, cold water, a seductress with a heart of gold. she hides behind confidence and a sharp tongue.
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Nox Tempest
is a vagabond whose home is a girl he should hate; the son of a fabled pirate king, he bleeds gold and controls his loyal crew with an iron fist.
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Karro Vasily
is a shattered mirror whose pieces cut him too deep, leaving his palms bloody and his spirit broken. regret ravished him. he felt too much, so he decided to feel nothing at all.
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Cipher Skash
is a righteous man, loyal and damaged. hier to a throne he deserves but does not want, he follows his heart even if it is slowly breaking.
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Selah Ajea
is made of ice and envy. she is a master of poisons, that wants what she knows can never truly be hers. violently brought into the world, she is beautiful and deadly.
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Amar Duman
is made of darkness that consumes him. he is a weapon, cruel and merciless, hiding behind his web of lies and handsome face.
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albywritesfiction · 5 months
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So you're saying that Ædan waited to be Crown Prince before announcing his marriage to Helene?? So basically he used MC (their influence/position) until he was fairly sure he would become king, before throwing them away...low move buddy, to think you knew MC since childhood...once my MC finds out for how long his affair was going on, and the perfect timing of all of his decisions, Ædan can be assured that it will become personal. One thing is loving someone else, MC would have been deeply hurt but understanding, another altogether is leading MC on, using them, taking advantage of their feelings for him, disrespect them, dump them publicy unilaterally and even worse doing the same to the Duke/duchy. My MC will not be petty, my MC will be politically, economically and socially ruthless. They will destroy Ædan's image of the perfect prince charming, bit by bit, molding it into the incapable, short sighted, lust driven, disloyal, cheating, egoistical, prince (aided by Ædrik if so he wishes). But if he truly is just a egocentric fool blinded by love, I can't help to think that someone might have manipulated suggested him when announce his engagement to the saintess...
🤣 I'm having so much fun with your characters and story, and the demo is not even out yet! ❤️
Hello Anon!
So you're saying that Ædan waited to be Crown Prince before announcing his marriage to Helene??
Yep 😅
So basically he used MC (their influence/position) until he was fairly sure he would become king, before throwing them away...
Nope! Ædan was recognized through his own efforts by King Ærick as being competent enough to not accidentally burn the kingdom to the ground be a good king who will lead and serve his people. MC's influence/position had nothing to do with him officially becoming the Crown Prince. Even if he married MC, if he was a lazy ass who couldn't be bothered to do anything for the kingdom, there would be no way that King Ærick would officially name him the heir to the throne.
My MC will not be petty, my MC will be politically, economically and socially ruthless.
Remind me to never get on your MC's bad side 😅
(No, seriously, I'm, I'm kinda scared of your MC)
But if he truly is just a egocentric fool blinded by love, I can't help to think that someone might have manipulated suggested him when announce his engagement to the saintess...
Oooh interesting theory ... not going to confirm or deny it though!
🤣 I'm having so much fun with your characters and story, and the demo is not even out yet! ❤️
Thank you so much for having fun with the cast, even without the demo! I hope you'll have as much fun once the demo does come out! 😄
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666writingcafe · 7 months
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With Me
Warning: a character decides to end their own life in Act V.
A Play Written By Christopher Peugeot
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CAST
Lucifer: The Prince
MC: The Attendant
Belphegor: The King of the Land of Sloth
Beel: The King of the Land of Gluttony
Leviathan: The King of the Land of Envy
Satan: The Fairy of the Wood
Simeon: The Narrator
CREW
Barbatos: Head Crew Member
Mammon: Set Designer
Leviathan: Costume Designer
Asmo: Hair and Makeup
Solomon: Composer
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INTRODUCTION
Narrator: Once upon a time, long, long ago, in a small and remote land, there lived a prince. This prince was a man who could be quite sadistic at times, but for the most part he was a caring man. He had many servants, but his favorite by far was his personal attendant.
Narrator: The prince's personal attendant had a terrible secret: they were cursed. From a young age, they watched everyone they ever cared about die in increasingly tragic ways. The only way that the curse could be broken is if they find their true love.
Narrator: One day, the prince received a letter from his betrothed, explaining that the time has come for them to finally wed. Not wanting to delay the ceremony any longer than necessary, the prince quickly packs his things and orders his personal attendant to accompany him on the journey to his betrothed's kingdom.
Narrator: In order to get there, however, they had to venture through various lands ruled by ruthless kings.
ACT I
The King of the Land of Sloth tries to force the prince and his attendant into an eternal slumber.
ACT II
The King of the Land of Gluttony tries to eat the prince and his attendant.
ACT III
The King of the Land of Envy nearly executes the prince and his attendant due to becoming jealous of their bond.
ACT IV
Narrator: At long last, the pair reach the kingdom of the prince's betrothed. Instead of being relieved, however, the personal attendant feels their stomach sink.
Narrator: Over the course of their journey, the attendant realizes that the prince might just be their true love, making it possible for their curse to finally be broken. However, the attendant knows that the union of the prince and his betrothed would bring political stability to the two kingdoms, so they decide to keep this revelation to themselves.
Narrator: What the attendant doesn't know is that the prince is having second thoughts about the wedding.
NIGHTTIME, PRINCE'S TEMPORARY CHAMBERS
Prince: I feel as though all these years, I've been living a lie, refusing to acknowledge the truth. To think that my true love has been right beside me all along...I don't know if I can go through with this.
Prince: *sighs* But I have to. I can't hope to marry them and live out our days together. It would be a selfish dereliction of duty, and I cannot abandon my people for their sake. *sighs again*
ATTENDANT WALKS UP TO THE DOOR, INTENDING TO CHECK ON THE PRINCE.
Prince: Just the thought of taking their hand and gazing into their eyes makes my heart pound with anticipation. I never knew I could feel this way. I never knew I had such passion inside me.
ATTENDANT RUNS AWAY, TEARS POOLING IN THEIR EYES.
ACT V
Narrator: Believing that the prince is completely smitten with his betrothed, the attendant rushes out of the castle. They don't know where they're going, but they know that they have to get away before they risk ruining the prince's happiness.
Narrator: The attendant ends up lost deep within a forest and catches the attention of the fairy of the wood.
Fairy: What is the matter?
Attendant: *cries silently*
Fairy: *places a hand on the attendant's shoulder* There's no keeping secrets from the fairy of the wood. I know what's in your heart. You've in love with a prince, aren't you?
Attendant: *sniffles and wipes their eyes* Yes. He is due to wed soon.
Fairy: I see. You know that only royalty is fit to marry a prince, yet you can't stop yourself from loving him.
Attendant: What do I do?
Fairy: *pulls out a dagger* Take this. Use it to kill his betrothed. That will grant you status and prestige...enough to marry your prince, I'd say. *pauses* But know that this is no ordinary dagger. Once you take it from me, you must use it to kill someone.
Narrator: The attendant takes the dagger and leaves the fairy of the wood behind. Instead of returning to the castle, they end up in a secluded meadow.
Attendant: I still remember the day I first met you, almost like it was yesterday. The way you fixed your eyes on me, that noble yet sincere gaze...
Attendant: The moment I beheld it, I was transfixed. And that was it. There was no going back. I fell for you completely, body and soul. I knew that if we were to become friends--and only friends--I'd be able to stay by your side forever. So I buried my feelings for you deep inside. Forever. At least, that's what I thought.
THE PRINCE WALKS INTO THE MEADOW AND QUICKLY HIDES BEHIND A TREE.
Attendant: *takes a deep breath* Is there any way that I might take their place? That you might feel for me what you've felt for them? I beg you, open your heart to me instead, to me and me alone.
THE PRINCE OPENS HIS MOUTH TO TELL THEM YES, BUT NO WORDS ARE ABLE TO COME OUT.
Attendant: Who am I kidding? You could never love someone like me. *plunges the dagger into their chest*
Prince: NO! *runs over to the attendant and catches them before they hit the ground* MC...! My dear MC!
Prince: *notices the dagger* Oh no...this is the cursed blade said to belong to the fairy of the wood. The curse required you to take a life, but you couldn't bring yourself to kill someone else, could you?
Attendant: *whispers* You love them. *dies*
Prince: No, my darling, I love you. *notices that the attendant is dead* I wish you could have killed my betrothed, but instead you've...
Prince: *nearly chokes on his tears* You've left me in a world without you. Is that really what you wanted? To condemn me to suffer through life without you?
Prince: *starts shouting* I loathe my royal blood, and I loathe a world without you in it! A curse on all of it, everything!
CONCLUSION
Narrator: Never did the two imagine that such a destiny awaited them at the end of their long, long journey. The prince's true love was dead, leaving him to suffer through life alone. Overcome with sorrow at having lost the person he loved, the prince became consumed by hatred, cursing the world and those in it. Transforming into a demon, he dedicated himself to bringing sadness and misfortune to people everywhere for all eternity.
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harrow is an incredible character. no not because he's perfect. it's because he's not!!!!
the way that he managed to be an amazing father and have a deeply flawed character in such unison should be a gold standard for writing. he's not "too pure to be a ruler" or whatever; no goofy joke he makes will make up for the fact that he killed avizandum. that he took down the monarch of xadia, a mate and a father, when he hadn't posed as an active threat for years--or ever, really. plus he fully committed to killing zym.
"he had a good reason" did he really? like bro there are a lot of fucking dragons in xadia in the long run killing one won't do shit. he may have made the decision with an angsty smolder but it was still a stupid, impulsive one. and as for the former act, yes, thunder thighs killed sarai (and everyone's favorite lesbians :(), he orphaned three precious innocent babies without a care in the world. avizandum was a ruthless, ignorant motherfucker, on that much i agree (which leads to the discussion of how the humans are humans but xadians are just as prejudiced and pretentious but that's a worship post for another day.) and no, i won't sit here and say that in harrow's position i would be perfectly fucking civil (ronan lynch ref go brr), i'm just stating the facts. ok my interpretation of the facts. tldr he did a shitty thing, but were his intentions good? no. was his heart in the right place? nada. was his hateful homicidal mindset fueled by a reasonable inciting incident? yes yes it was!
(also worthy to mention how much his rule benefited from dark magic. he ultimately made the noble decision to deny it but yk. still)
now believe you me, i recognize that a character who is seemingly perfect turning out to have a dark past isn't exactly revolutionary. but the artistry is in the execution + closure.
from a trope perspective, it really isn't a dark "past." this barbarity occurred literal months before the start of the series, where we see father of the year himself. i just feel that in other shows, the grotesque details of his crimes would use the characters, or at least the framing of the story, to imply that it's so shocking that he would do such a thing and o woe i'll never look at him the same, but it doesn't. which is really what makes his death so impactful.
he's not just a wholesome dad type who is this innocent pure-hearted king. the narrative isn't that his death is such a colossal tragedy cause he was just such a good guy. he's emotional, profound, and righteous, and all of it ends up being a double edged sword!!! because that's how human traits work!!! the narrative doesn't do anything to frame him in any way, it just presents him in full truth. and lo and behold, i don't think there's a single viewer who thinks he is terrible person.
the beauty in his story is that he warranted his own death, and he was willing to acknowledge and accept it more than anyone. he subjected himself to the consequences of his own actions, and the people he influenced most are the ones who see that.
ezran says it all himself: his father, ultimately, was a great king, and an incredible person. but he is strong enough to point out harrow's weaknesses and commit to learning from them.
harrow isn't this shining example of everything a king should be. his death isn't just this unfortunate, harrowing (haa.ha.ahaha) circumstance used to dump a truckload of character-building trauma onto our mcs. it's the first step in the entire journey of the mf show. change. it's the moment where ezran, through all his grief, sees exactly where his path needs to lead to.
harrow fucked up, he knows this, and that's all she wrote. he meant just as much in death as in life, and if that isn't friggin beautiful then i don't know what is.
aagagghh. WRITING ⬆️⬆️⬆️!!!!!!
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