Last update for today!
I need yall's help with something.
I've written two different ideas and I need help choosing which one to use! It's the LADS x male! reader that I mentioned a few months back.
The reader won't be originally male, but to explain it better, here's the idea and I'll post excerpts for both to make it easier to vote on!
So the first idea is the reader isekai's (aka suddenly wakes up in universe) and doesn't realize they're in the LADS universe since they're a man now, and the mc isn't male. I'd probably start the story from the beginning so the love interests meet you as male and they don't care since they're in love with your soul and not really you as your gender, you know? (As an afab enby, I just really wanna be called good boy, so this whole story is 100% an indulgence on my part –)
The second idea is the original mc (which is the reader) will suddenly regress (which means to go back in time, but same life) as a male and be extremely confused. But at least, you'll have prior knowledge about the events that will happen.
Now, I'll post both excerpts here and then the poll below them! Let me know if you'd like to eventually see me write it or please let me know if anything is written in poor taste, because the last thing I want to do is piss anyone off.
1st excerpt (isekai);
Today was another long, arduous day of work. Your back aches from carrying heavy products all day, your feet are sore from constantly walking around the large warehouse where you worked, and your nose still burns from the smell of cleaning chemicals. All you wanted to do was take a hot shower and then, lay in bed to play Love and Deepspace while on a call with your friend.
It was Monday, after all, and there was so much to do in game with the weekly resets and the new banner.
You take a seat on the edge of your bed with a fluffy towel hanging over your shoulders, water still dripping from your hair strands as you call up your friend. You both always say the most out of pocket shit to each other whenever you pick up the phone, and today would be no different.
“Hey Y/—”
“Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have a dick?”
A pause. Silence. Then, you can't help but giggle.
“Ah…no, I can't say I've ever thought about that.” Your friend seems to be taking your question seriously, before she laughs as well. “Is that something you think about often?” She throws the question back at you and now it's your turn to pause.
Hmm…realistically speaking, you really don't care how anyone perceives you. Hell, you’ve had little kids call you ‘sir’ before when you wore a cap and mask, so it's never really bothered you. And you've never taken the time to actually think about it.
Well, actually you have. You've wondered how exactly do guys sit without crushing their balls, how they cross their legs, how they sit on the toilet without their dick falling in, how difficult is it to pee into the toilet instead of on the seat, do they get random erections for no reason in front of family members (because that would be so embarrassing), how many times they've accidentally hit themselves in the nuts – because you just know you'd accidentally hurt yourself so many times.
But there's also a part of you that wonders what the more sexual side of things would feel like. Like how masturbation would be so much easier, but a messier clean up. Or how it would feel to fuck an ona-hole or whatever they're called. Like some oddly specific things that only someone with a dick would know.
“You're taking a little too long to answer.” Your friend teases and you let out a small groan, “I don't know, maybe a little bit? But doesn't everyone try to imagine what it's like. You know? Like guys probably imagine what it's like to have tits and a coochie all the time.”
“Well yeah, but they want them so they can touch themselves. That's not all you're thinking about, is it?” She hums and that's actually a really good point. You're not thinking only sexual things to do to yourself if you had a dick, you're thinking logistics. “I wonder if imagining your grandma naked really does kill your boner…” you trail off and your friend groans, you can hear her clapping her hands together as if to get your attention.
“Look, let's just get on lads and call it a night! We have a lot of dailies and weeklies to do, then maybe I'll hop on Infinity Nikki with you.”
Excerpt two (regression);
Today was supposed to be another normal ass day.
You go to the No-Hunt Zone, complete your Wanderer quota for the day, maybe do a few missions with Tara and Xavier, then on your way home, you would've stopped by Akso to visit Zayne or wander the beaches of Whitesand Bay to see Rafayel. But today? Apparently the universe had other plans.
It was a sweltering hot day in June, one of Linkon's highest on record. And the No-Hunt Zone was as unforgiving as ever. Droves of Wanderers came your way and with each elimination, it felt like their numbers doubled. But you were a professional and this was easy work compared to fighting multiple dangerous Wanderers at once with a partner.
By the time you had a break, your body was sticky, drenched in sweat, and all you wanted to do was go home and sleep…Yet you couldn't. You checked your watch with an aggravated sigh, staring at the single digit number on the tiny screen.
01.
You had one Wanderer left to kill and it was driving you insane.
You couldn't just leave with one left out of your daily 80 Wanderer quota, but you knew you wouldn't be able to find one singular Wanderer to kill and meet your goal for the day. If you killed just one, more would follow the sound of your gunshots.
Maybe you could find a lone Wanderer to quickly fill your quota and get on out of here. You didn't even feel like doing any missions today, so you'd probably call it a day after this last Wanderer.
Dusting your hands off, you rise up to your feet. The feeling of your shirt clinging to your back was definitely bothering you, but the final Wanderer comes first. Sometimes you regret becoming a Deepspace Hunter, you should've just been a florist like Jeremiah, something simple and easy like that.
As you trek deeper into the No-Hunt Zone, you feel an odd sense of foreboding swirl around in your gut.
The forest that was filled with Wanderers just a few minutes ago, was now dead silent. Save for the birds that flew overhead and the rustle of woodland creatures in the trees.
Not a single Wanderer in sight.
You bring your arm back up to check for Metaflux fluctuations, but your watch now has a navy blue background, a white spiral in the center of the screen to show it was loading. As if you lost service and it was reconnecting. You click your tongue with a small sigh, starting to feel frustrated that today wasn't going to be like every other day.
Change pissed you off, but also scared you at the same time. You liked the predictable and the reasonable, and none of this was predictable or reasonable. There was no reason for your watch to lose signal, hunter's watches aren't supposed to lose signal.
Your arm drops loosely to your side and you decide to keep on walking. Maybe you'd find a Wanderer, you don't care how many you need to kill at this point. You just want to go home.
That's when you spot one.
Through the trees, in an open clearing with the sun beating down on it, was a Wanderer. Though, this one seemed to be a Boss Class Wanderer. One you've never seen before.
Its top half appeared more…human than Wanderer. It looked like a woman with large wings protruding from her back. Its lower half was more Wanderer and yet, also animal-like. It reminded you of that one deer-like Wanderer, Elysian Cervus. Its lower body was a dark shade of blue in the shape of a deer with small lighter crystals lining its whole body. Even the female torso had crystals lining it, completely covering her chest and throat.
This…was not something you could take on your own. A fight with an unclassified Boss Wanderer was not one you'd be able to win on your own, or survive for that matter. But as you took one step back, you knew you made a mistake.
You couldn’t stop your foot from touching the ground, you knew there was a twig under your shoe and you knew it would crack if you stepped on it, and there was no way to stop yourself once you were in motion. Even if you tried to twist your body into another direction, you might step on fallen leaves or even another branch, so you take a deep breath as the twig cracks under your foot.
The beast whips its head in your direction. Its face twists into one of confusion before it clammers to its hooves, kicking its back leg as if annoyed it had to get up. Before you can take the chance to run or even attack, you watch as the Wanderer appears to take a deep breath then — a loud screech fills the forest. Along with the screech, pink and blue smoke leaks from the creature's body. The two colours spindle together and flood the forest with purple fog.
You immediately cover your nose with your shirt, but you're not sure how much that's going to help. Especially with how you have such limited vision, you can't see to escape and if you can't find your way out, you're only going to breathe in more of this…whatever it is.
And that's the two of them! I'm honestly leaning more toward the second one 🤔 but I'm leaving this to yall! Also, I'll probably just make it OT5, i don't really want to be bothered with choosing a specific love interest so I'll include them all!
Here's the poll;
Isekai or Regression
isekai (for the 100th time)
regression