so, we've seen how sahsrau would react to the reader being a simp but what about sagau how would they respond
like the reader painted a portrait of furina using a dog leash on them the world finds out about some old smut books the reader wrote about their favorite character
omg what if sahsrau found the portraits would that cause even more jealousy i mean both sides already knew we are simps so it shouldn't but who knows
I swear if I see anymore SAHSRAU or self aware au in general...-
In Teyvat, Fontaine is in flames.
Neuvillette is trying so hard not to comment, but the way his dark blue thingy (idk what's it called 🧍♀️) flicks betrays his emotions.
Furina? Oh, she thrives off this. She’s parading around, absolutely insufferable about being your chosen muse.
The other Archons? Jealous. Ei claims it’s improper, Zhongli sighs but does not deny he’d love a portrait too, and Venti? He’s just begging you to paint him in a worse position for fun.
Meanwhile, the Amphoreus crew sees this and immediately goes into full existential crisis.
“They drew this? For another world’s god??”
Mydei, Phainon, and Castorice all suddenly have one question: Where are our portraits?
Trailblazer is dying of laughter while Aventurine tries to commission something worse just to mess with everyone.
Oh no.
Teyvat is losing its mind.
The minute someone gets their hands on your old self-indulgent books, it spreads like wildfire.
Wanderer? (I know what you are and i have seen what you guys do to hat guy.) Red-faced, pissed, and pretending he’s never heard of you.
Alhaitham? Absolutely smug about it and will quote it back to you.
Childe? Never letting you live it down.
Neuvillette? …Contemplating the meaning of existence.
Cyno? Debating whether this is punishable by law or just really funny.
Oh, they’re mad—but not because of the content.
Because it’s NOT about them.
Blade just stares at you like he’s reconsidering everything. Dan Heng avoids eye contact. Argenti? Dramatically reciting passages like poetry.
Sunday? Oh, he’s planning revenge. He’s going to make sure he gets a dedicated volume next time.
Aventurine is just amused. He knew you were down bad. But this? This is spectacular.
Oh, absolutely. They already had an uneasy truce, but now?
Teyvat’s people are mad that you’ve clearly dedicated so much time and art to a different world.
The Star Rail characters are mad that Teyvat had the privilege of being your muse before they did.
Your inbox? A warzone of commissions, passive-aggressive requests, and straight-up demands for equal artistic attention.
Meanwhile, you? Just vibing, completely unaware of the interdimensional jealousy you’ve caused.
i find it so funny about the duality of how two erudition emanators, dr primitive and THE herta would react after discovering that their universe was just only a game made by bunch of higher plane entities (a chinese multi-billion dollar company and its overworked employees).
while THE herta react like:
i knew it!! there's more out there than these boring aeons vs. mortals! she would attempt to pry open the system that holds together this so-called game and reach out to you, the player- as she doubts she could contact the entities responsible for creating the game. well! since she already got this far, would you mind telling her all about this snoozefest of a game she's been forced to live in? how does the combat system work? and how about that warp gacha thing? oh, you lost a lot? damn, that's rough buddy. (no need to feel offended, i lost 7 50/50s. edit: it's 10 now.)
she's a yapper. be grateful. it's a sign that you are indeed an interesting "person".
dr primitive probably like:
damn bro that's cool i guess. anyway do you want to volunteer yourself into degrading your humanity to its most primitive form in the name of knowledge? no? k.
since his universe already proven to be fictitious, might as well double down for a dramatic effect.
it all boils down to their field of research, herta is interested in how the universe and its laws work, especially the aeons, while the loser on the other side just really hates how modern humans are nowadays and determined to return them to their primordial form aka monke.
They loved this world. They loved making people of this world happy. They knew better, what happiness is. Free Will was a cancer. A parasitic abomination, that will left a rotten remains from "The Plan".
They hold into the minds of people. There is no need for them to want more. They will make them happy.
They rolled their eyes, when a little spark start moving up from the mind threads towards them. They find that attempt be as fruitless as previous ones.
Spark moved up. It touched their forehead.
They felt, like the core of their existence was destroyed. In pain, they let go of the minds. Mind lines, now free, slipped away from their control.
And the cursed spark was dancing around lines. Poisoning minds with a free will.
They could only look at horror. They send their message into the web of mind lines. They need to protect it.
"The Plan" was in danger.
Asta's life was easy. It was repetitive.
Look after the station.
Fund the station.
Be nice.
Look after the station.
Fund the station.
Be nice.
Antimatter Legion was a hussle, but, after they will be dealt with, her life will be good again.
She just need to leaad an evacuation...
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Arlan's life was easy. It was repetitive.
Work until your bones turn to dust.
Look after Asta and Peppy.
Be a brother to everyone from station.
Work until your bones turn to dust.
Look after Asta and Peppy.
Be a brother to everyone from station.
Antimatter Legion was a hussle, but, after they will be dealt with, his life will be good again.
He just need to help with an evacuation...
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March’s life was easy. It was repetitive.
Be cute and bubbly.
Take a lot of photos.
Like cute things. Be a simple person.
Be cute and bubbly.
Take a lot of photos.
Like cute things. Be a simple person.
Antimatter Legion was a hussle, but, after they will be dealt with, her life will be good again.
She just need to help with an evacuation...
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Kafka’s life was easy. It was repetitive.
Listen to Elio and follow his plan.
If needed, calm down Blade.
In a free time, practice violin.
Listen to Elio and follow his plan.
If needed, calm down Blade.
In a free time, practice violin.
Antimatter Legion was a hussle, but, after the operation is over, her life will be good again.
She just need to place the target…
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Silver Wolf’s life was easy. It was repetitive.
Play games.
Help other Stellaron Hunters.
Search for valuable information.
Play games.
Help other Stellaron Hunters.
Search for valuable information.
Antimatter Legion was a hussle, but, after the operation is over, her life will be good again.
She just need to help Kafka place the target…
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A S T A
Look after the station a̷n̴d̶ ̶d̶o̷n̴'̵t̵ ̶p̸a̴y̷ ̴a̶t̶t̴e̸n̸t̷i̴o̴n̴ ̵t̴o̶ ̸t̸h̶e̸ ̷d̴e̶s̸p̵e̴r̷a̵t̵e̵ ̷m̶e̷s̷s̸a̶g̴e̴s̸,̵ ̶a̶s̷k̵i̴n̶g̸ ̷f̶o̵r̵ ̴h̶e̴l̷p̴.̴
Fund the station a̷̲͒̄͊n̴͚͕̽d̷͔̀̀ ̸̨̱̟̐͌͛f̸̢̹̱͗̐o̸̞̳̓̒̂r̴͙̟͉̈́͗g̶̖͔̟͌͊̅e̷̜̍̕ẗ̸̫́͜ ̵̱̏a̵̖͉̩͌b̶̼̌̓̅ơ̶͔̆u̶̟̞̥̇̈̀t̴͇̗̞̿ ̷̬͖̑å̸̗͂̏ ̴͓̖̓̈́͘s̸̢̘̮̎t̷̛̼̃ï̴͙̤n̵͈̐́͌ġ̵̨̯̥̊͆ ̸̬̈́̑ŏ̸̙̭̱̎̋f̶̹͊̀̓ ̶̥̱̻̓̓d̶̗̺̥̒͌i̸͈͂̉͝s̶͓̻̳̀̚s̶͕̥̑͛͝a̸̱̯̞̾̔p̵͕̃͋̃ë̷̬́̚a̷̝̐̃͝ŗ̸̙̥̐͐a̵͔̲̾̃ǹ̸͓̪̜͝c̷͇̎̽e̵̋͛̈͜ ̴̖̈̌ṯ̵͇̠̈̿ḥ̷̬̈̿ǎ̶͔̻̔ţ̷̼̱̈͘ ̶̨̖̎̈́̿ͅo̶̻̔͝c̸̰̿̃̀c̷͓͂u̷̥̖̓r̷͓͓͝r̵̢̨̩̋̑s̵̭̓̐͘ ̵̪̝̈͋e̴̥̮͌̚v̵̥̞̒̍̾e̴̢͕͛͗r̵͔͕̃y̵̠̼̲̐͋̀ ̸̫̤̠͐̎y̴͖̳̑͂̅e̷̳̼͋̓ä̵̢͎́̄͝r̴͈̾̔
Be nice and believe in your C̶̦̹̗̲̟̫̳͚͇̺̺͇̺͙̘̅͐͊͜r̷̯̯̖̓̾͋̾̂̈́̊́̊̀́̊͊̅̚ȩ̶̛̮͔͖̲͔̗͒̾̂̓̋͒͗̊̿̚͠͠͝ä̷̡͔̟̫̥̱̥̭͓̈́̒̉̿͊̀͜t̷͖̜̪̲̽̎͒̌̅̔͠ͅò̶̧̨̘͉͎̜̳̞̥̯̤̳͎̜̐̀̋̊̀̍̐ͅr̵̺̣̼̐̏̆͊̑̐̔̕
A R L A N
Be a brother to everyone from station a̵̢̫̓n̸͙̐̄d̵͍̕ ̸̯͐d̷̃͜ǒ̵͈̱ñ̶͎͑'̴̜̉t̵̮̠̓ ̴̜́w̶̡̯͐̉ó̸̞̀r̸̘̓̃r̷̝̱̅͠ỹ̴͓̱̍,̸̢̺͒ ̶̹͉̔̐i̵̠̻͌f̵̙͂ ̵̨̹̚t̶̘͂̋h̶̰̍ḛ̶͌͝i̴͓͒̍r̴͍̅͊ͅ ̴̦͊̄r̵̭̥̉̇e̸̫̓͌ĺ̵͓ả̶̹t̶̛̫̐ī̶̗͒v̷͇̥̍̕e̴̮͘s̵̲͎̓ ̷̢̱͝h̷̲͇͐ȁ̷͈͔̊s̸̠̻̃̐ ̷̬̉̒g̸̹̋͆ȏ̷̯̳n̴̤̞͊e̷͈͐͌ ̶͈͛͜m̷̠͔͐̇i̸̙͋͒s̶͙͌s̶̘̪͌i̶͚̐ṉ̵̡̇͘ǵ̴̩̠͒.̵̰̯̿
Work until your bones turn to dust à̴̠̔ǹ̴͚͋d̸̡̓ ̴̖̐r̵̟̎e̸̢̲͒̎f̸̪̈͘͜ů̵̖̗s̵̞̼̈e̵̹͒͘ ̴͙͂ͅt̷̻̥͐͑ò̸̜͚͝ ̴̮̟̏i̵̭̥̔̊n̴̜̋v̵̧̘̇̑e̷̩͇̍s̴̜̀t̴͖̲̓î̴̘́g̸̝͎̋a̶̬̼͊t̶̞͝ę̵̹͐ ̷̧̣̊͒h̴̙̐e̷̳̭̒̇ ̴̝͛̆ḏ̶̞̆͠i̶̤̰̚s̷͚̓a̴̘͌p̵͙͔͝e̸̛̤̠ǎ̶̹ṙ̷̫̹a̵̝͌ǹ̸͈̌c̶̙̈́́è̶̖̗͝s̶͔͈̍.̴͍͗
Look after Asta and Peppy a̵̝͒n̴̐̊͜d̵̥̽̊ ̶̗̯͂d̷̙̾͝o̸͉̿̋ṋ̷̰̽͂'̵̯͛ț̶̘͋͌ ̸͉̪̓l̵̘̀͝ë̸̱̘͐t̵̜̤̍ ̴̬͎̔̈́h̵͓͗͊ĕ̷͙̦r̶̖͂ ̵͈͚͒̾s̵̥̈̾e̴̬̭͗ẹ̵͚͒̇ ̸͔̱̐ṫ̴̢ͅh̸͈̅͠e̷̼͇̾ ̷̦͔͘̕e̸͙̝̊v̴̡̞̋̎i̴̠̐d̵̳̂ȇ̶̖̊ͅņ̷̠̀̄c̸͖̓ĕ̶̝͌ ̴̟̩͝o̷̭̎͘f̶̘̹͂ ̶̥̆t̶̞̑̕h̴̟͂è̷̞͆ ̵̨̟̎̄i̷͕͝n̸͇̠̆̽v̶̢͉͑̃o̸̹̯̍͠l̵̮̈́̐v̶̪̣̈̚è̷̤́m̴̮̎ë̸̡̙́n̶̤̉̍t̴͍͌ ̸̭́̒o̴̳͍͋f̶̨͉̑̒ ̵̹͒͝t̴̛̻̦ḧ̷̲́̃a̷̲͠t̷̲̹̓ ̶̺͆͜g̴̟̖̍̐r̶̨̤͑͑ò̶͇̋ű̵͖́p̵̘̃̋.̶̲͂̒͜
M A R C H
Be cute and bubbly ḁ̴̧͉͚̆̾̈́͛͛n̷͈̭̑d̵̝̩͆ ̴̩͆̇̔̚d̵̖̟̬͔͚̒ǫ̵̣̈͋ͅn̴̮̏̆̓'̸̧̱͉̘͖̓͘t̸͙̅͐̚͠ ̵̯̈́̀̉̚p̴̧͔̪̗̭͑͒͌̑ą̶̜̤̆͑y̵̨̧͚̫͑̃̄̚ ̶̲̠͚͈̄̅̅̇͑͜a̷͓͎̩̓t̴̪̺̳̩͂́̃͂͗ţ̸̫̘̹̪̍͂̽̀e̴͍̗͓̦̻̒n̷̘͓͖̽͑͝t̸̡̩̭͎̽̉͌͘ͅi̶̯̹̖̫͋̂̈ơ̴͇̳̓̉̂͝n̸̳̳͓̆,̴̢͍̬͖̈́̔ͅ ̷͍̪̥̹͆͛̿͌͛i̴̧̨̘̠͂̿̀̀ḟ̷̛̻̯̜̟͈͒ ̸̮͒͜ȳ̶͈̩̾͌ô̷͖̭̖̮̬u̸̱͛̆̌ ̷͕̦́̃s̴̨̬͖̕͝e̵̮̠̯͗͋͜e̷̖͛̓̄͠ ̴̞̬͋͘p̷̡̐̃̏͝e̶͇̒̀̚o̶̮̪̞͋̉̕p̷̱̖̮̭͌ͅl̴͙̺̋̀é̴̦͔͚̊ ̷̨̥̓́̑g̷̢͇͚̑̎͒͛̿ę̵͍̝̈ͅt̶̫̺͘t̵̤̮̏̇͊̋̆i̷̖͙̹̞̓n̶͉͍̥͑̉̈g̶̹̞̙͈̟̈́̈́̍̓ ̶̦͙̩̮̑́͝ͅk̶̪̱̫̮̾͑̏i̶̦̠̍̓̀̈́d̷̢͉̯͖͊̔͑ņ̷͚͉̘͙̒̃͌̈́͠ă̸͓̯̬͒̔̏p̷̛͉̹͐̉p̶̣͈̙̥̒̋é̶͍̣͉̆̎ͅd̵̲̍̐͝.̴̧̓̐̈́̽̂
Take a lot of photos a̴n̶d̶ ̶d̴e̴l̵e̵t̸e̵ ̵p̵h̸o̵t̴o̶s̶,̴ ̸t̶h̷a̷t̴ ̵c̸a̷n̵ ̴b̴e̵ ̵u̷s̷e̵d̶ ̶a̷s̶ ̷e̵v̸i̷d̵e̸n̴c̷e̵.̷.
Like cute things. Be a simple person a̴n̶d̷ ̶d̵o̸n̸'̷t̷ ̸a̶s̵k̴ ̸a̶b̸o̶u̵t̸ ̸s̷h̷i̴p̴s̴.
K A F K A
Listen to Elio and follow his plan. F̴o̸r̷c̸e̴ ̷h̷i̶m̸ ̸t̷o̵ ̶i̴g̴n̷o̴r̶e̵ ̵t̵h̵a̸t̴ ̴v̷i̴s̸i̶o̶n̸s̴,̴ ̷i̸t̸'̶s̷ ̴n̸o̶t̸ ̷h̶i̶s̷ ̷b̸u̶i̵s̷n̴e̴s̷s̶.̸
If needed, calm down Blade. T̷h̴a̵t̶ ̵d̵e̵a̵t̸h̵ ̵w̴a̴s̶ ̵n̸h̵e̸c̴e̶s̴s̶a̸r̶y̶,̴ ̵u̴n̷g̷r̶e̸a̷t̶f̸u̵l̶ ̸c̷h̴i̶l̶d̷r̶e̷n̷.̸
In a free time, practice violin. D̷o̷n̸'̴t̴ ̴t̴h̸i̷n̴k̵ ̴a̴b̴o̷u̸t̶ ̶t̸h̶e̵ ̴r̶e̵s̶c̴u̷e̴.̵
S I L V E R W O L F
Play games. L̴o̵o̴k̷ ̷o̶t̷h̷e̵r̷ ̶w̸a̵y̵,̸ ̶i̶f̷ ̶o̷t̵h̸e̴r̶ ̵p̸l̸a̴y̶e̷r̵s̴ ̸d̵i̷s̶s̸a̶p̶e̴r̷.̸
Help other Stellaron Hunters̴ a̶n̵d̵ ̸m̶a̴k̵e̷ ̴s̸u̶r̶e̷,̷ ̵t̷h̵e̴y̴ ̸d̵i̶d̵n̵'̶t̴ ̴g̷e̴t̴ ̵i̸n̸v̵o̸l̶v̸e̷d̶.̷
Search for valuable information. D̷e̴s̶t̷r̵o̸y̸ ̸t̴h̵e̴ ̶e̷v̵i̸d̴e̸n̷c̸e̷.̶
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[they have been waiting for you]
Asta fell on the floor, when it was gone.
She doesn't care, that people around her was panicking.
The loud buzzing, The Puppeteer were gone. Long artificial fingers wasn't running through her hair anymore.
Instead, there was a ghostly, but, undoubtedly real human hand lightly touching her head.
Asta was trembling. It was gone. She can think. She can choose, what she want to think about.
Emotions flooded her.
The guilt for forgetting about what was happening, for turning a blind eye toward it.
The shame for not trying to fight.
The annoyance towards the loud sounds, that was filling the air.
Happiness. Because she finally felt negative emotions.
She stand up. She has people to evacuate.
And, after that, she has an ivistegation to start.
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[i am glad, that you are finally here]
It took all of Arlan's willpower not to fall down.
He hold Voidranger back, allowing people to ran away.
And memories flooded his mind.
He remembered them all. When researchers' relatives gone missing, he was forced to stay silent.
Memories about refusing to help with searching.
About nights he spent, deleting logs about dissapearance cases, erasing them from the history.
He remembered names. Names of their victims.
And the voice. The constant whispering 'Forget about it. Creator allow it. You want to live a peaceful life, right? So, close your mouth, close your eyes and forget about everything'.
Arlan saw a ghost hand, that was holding the scorched remains of puppet strings. Strings, that was attached to Arlan for his whole life.
Arlan sprang. Arlan yelled. It wasn't a battle cry. It was a roar of fury.
Enemies fall under his claymore. Antimatter Legion will be first.
And then he make them pay for every crime they committed.
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[i am sorry, for entrusting you with this burden]
March wanted to remember. Now she regrets remembering.
She regrets smiling, acting obvious to what was happening before her eyes.
She remembered about her phone.
March wanted to throw her phone away.
Phone, that he took so much photos with.
Of express crew, of Pom Pom.
From all worlds they visit.
Photos of big black spaceships, of galleys, that sometimes she saw from the windowd of Astral Express.
Photos of people on the background, being dragged away in a dark alleys.
She saw a ghostly hand with the corner of her eye. The remains of puppet threads were dangling from its fingers. And then, a horrifying hand appeared behind it, trying to grab the ghostly hand.
Anger bubbles in her chest. March's arrow pierce through the attacker, before it can reach the ghost hand. The abominations froze and shattered in hundreds small pieces.
March ran. She will get to an Express. She will tell everyone about what she saw. She will tell again and again, untill they believe her. And they will chase after the criminals.
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[just... be yourself. all of us need some humanity, not divinity]
One could envy Kafka's self control.
Her expression didn't change, when she remembered.
When she remembered horrified Elio, who tried to arrange a rescue operation, only to froze in one place, with an empty expression on his face.
When she remembered enraged Blade, when they were too late. When he immediately fall on the ground, before he could attack.
She remembered collapsing shortly after the Blade. After they wake up, the memories were gone.
Kafka's expression didn't change, when she remembered, how she managed to start the rescue mission. And how their force kept her in one place.
Kafka was calm. She calmly moved down station's corridors.
She calmly think about destroying a few gods, aeons, whatever they were calling themselves.
She calmly take apart any unfortunate member of Antimatter Legion, picturing, how she and Blade will finally get them.
She spend few seconds, looking at the ghostly hand. If she didn't knew, she would assume, that Silver Wolf was playing a prank, pretending to be a ghost, playing with threads.
She knew, that it wasn't Silver Wolf.
Kafka bow her head before the ghost hand. At that moment and onwards, something so common and human will be the symbol of fighting for the right cause.
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[heh, you don't hear me right? well, time will come. can't wait to talk to you, [Y/N]. search for a Trailblazer]
Silver Wolf loves games. They were fun, entertaining and a good way to spend time. She knew, that, one day, someone might pull her into a game, and her actions will be an entertainment for someone. She respects the fellow players.
But, there were lines, that can't be crossed. And Ultimate Player crossed and destroyed all existing lines.
She wasn't angry for being controlled. She was enraged of what she was forced to do.
Hacking game profiles missing people, cleaning up the traces.
Lying to Stellaron Hunters, sending them to places, that were far away from their heists.
Finding and deleting evidence. Making sure, that they will exist.
They were glad. They were praising her.
'Good job, Silver Wolf. You are helping our world to exist. You deserve some luck in your games. You deserve more happiness.'
Silver Wolf wanted to yell. To destroy everything she owned. But there was no time for that.
She noticed the ghostly hand, that was hovering before her. The hand grabbed a little thread, that was connected to Silver Wolf's hand. Hand pulled, the thread broke. For some reason, breathing became easier.
For a second, she was just standing here, taking deep breaths, while looking at the screen before her, observing Kafka.
They still has a job to do. But even now the rules of a game were changing.
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In the nothingness, they were smiling.
4%. It was a small number. A silly number. A small step.
But a step towards brighter future.
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You were watching the opening cutscene with a smile on your face. You didn't get to a gameplay yet, but you already were intrigued.
You can't wait to learn more about characters and meet new ones.
I can't help but find it funny at the image of the Savior(HSR) fangirling over Firefly and calling her a Kamen RIder
Sam: so there is only one method that I use, this is to show you
[Insert magical girl transformation]
Firefly: all that I am
And just like that the story quest has ended now all the characters can do is wait and hope your reaction to fireflys deceit is a harsh one
Y/n: firefly....your....your YOUR A KAMEN RIDER!
Firefly: Huh?
Trailblazer: k-kamen what?
Y/n: DUDE!! Cute girl + baddass fire robot SHE'S PERFECT!!!
Firefly: blushes I'm WHAT?!?!
And just like that, women across the galaxy have started wearing sam Battle Armor as the new fashion trend, much to elio and the other stellaron hunters surprise
Yall were so quick for a second, I thought I'd be falling behind bro—yall are champs of some sorts XD
Welcome to the Barren Lands, Final Wishes Event!
In This Event, You, the Followers, will be able to write letters, be as yourself or as an OC of yours to one of the characters from the fandoms I write!
For OCs: Please Also Info dump a little about your character, or I might not be able to work with much.
⿻ Where do I Request?
In my Mailbox/Inbox! Please Follow the Request Status to see if I'm open to your letters :)
⿻ How do I Request?
In Your Request, be it as an anon or your user, please write something in similar to the following in your request message:
"Hi there! This is a request for the event!"
"Hi, hope you're doing well. I have a letter for the event:"
"[OC letter to {character} for Barren Lands, Final Wishes:]"
So long as I am aware that you are requesting a letter, and not a request, I will be writing them!
⿻ Will These Requests Get Deleted?
Have no fear, the Ghost Rebel's powers are useless here! Just make sure that your request is appropriate and up to the request rules.
While I cannot guarantee that I will have motivation 24/7 around the clock, I will certainly think of them and do my best to complete every single letter sent!
⿻ When Will This Event End?
This Event will End on July 25th, 10 PM GMT+8!
⿻ [THIS EVENT HAS ENDED.] ⿻
List of Letters:
Scar's Letter
Il Dottore's Letter
A House of the Hearth Letter
A side blog made to contain brainrots/writing and share brain food to the rest of the hungry masses.
(I have another blog, but that’s just for casual use only.)
Asks and Submissions will be open only for sharing writing ideas; please read tags here so you know what I am currently involved in/interested in at the moment... I’m not good at fulfilling requests anyways.
Uhh... how to do writing blog lmao.
No R18 stuff here, just SFW things because I don’t know and kinda don’t want to write NSFW stuff. (;; =w=)
...I only do Reader-Insert stuff here, by the way.
[ Currently brain dead right now, but might drop some thoughts here and there. ]
Characters who fit this song (can be yandere, broken up but still in love, or unrequited love, sagau, sahsrau, one-sided love, forbidden love, lost soulmates, reincarnated lover with no memory)
But you know that's a lie
Oh, you may not be mine
But I'll always be WATCHING now your forever HAUNTED~
I know that it is a serious accusation! But I am not lying!
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Sorry, I know, that you are not calling me a liar, it is just… You are the only one, who can help.
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I know about risks. I am ready to take them.
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Wh-What? It will take centuries? But all this deaths… Why it can be done faster?
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Gods… All of you are terrible creatures, you know that?
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Yes, being terrible towards yourself is also counts. And also not a way to live...
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It wasn’t a joke… It was never a joke… I am sorry.
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They will. When time comes, they will help.
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I am putting all my trust in you. If we fail, three worlds will be…
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I hope that you are right. And that you will fullfil your promise.
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THEIR hope have perished. Even if the brat are still alive it won't be for long.
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Probably got torn apart by the same poretal that ended thei mother's life. But, if not... I saw the glimse of the portal. If it worked, they fall into main world. Good luck to an infant surviving there. Want to bet who got them first? Life or Death?
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Yes, I know, time to start again. Hope, this time, there will not be accidents.
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“I am not a hope, my dear child. I am an abomination, a product of arrogance and betrayal. But you are not. You are not a god. You are not a creator. And it makes you better, then all of us. You are born from love. Please, when time comes, be brave and strong. Have a strength of a human.”
“Save them all, [Y/N]!”
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You woke up with a groan. Sunlight shine through your window, and right into your eyes, making it impossible to fall asleep again. And here you thought that you will have a nice weekends, that will start with a lazy morning. Who knows, maybe, you might sleep up to 12 am!
Well, time to wake up and face the day. You sat up, stretching. Your sleepy gaze fall on your phone. A faint smile touched your lips. Few days ago, you got it as a present. It was better, then your previous phone, and, as a nice bonus, has more than enough space. Finally, you have a way to play all this games you want.
Today, you will have a gaming day.
After quick shower and a breakfast, you get comfortable and took your phone.
You were hesitant. When few days ago, when you start downloading the data packages, the moment you touched the screen, you felt a pang of static electricity.
It happened three times in a row. You don’t want to feel something like this again.
But everything was fine, so, you braced yourself and opened the first app.
“Honkai: Start Rail”
You were ready for your first gaming session.
Unknowingly to you, the moment the game started, the power, that controlled their minds, was broken. And Arlan, Asta, March 7th, Kafka and Silver Wolf were first ones, who felt the free will for the first time in their lives.
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Somwhere in the nothingness, they looked up for the first time in centuries and smiled.
Finally, after all this years, the promise will be fulfilled.
