My fiancee I planned to kidnap for our wedding turned into the moon :( (allegedly)
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You just wanted to chill in a pretty chinese palace with a humble maid disguise, you forgot that every time you enter a world, the System turns you into the beauty standard.
Lahan x system!reader
tags: Fem reader (srry gng, but i think they only had female maids serving lower ladies, correct me if wrong and I can remedy it) ooc, unrealistic situations, self indulgent, canon deviant, idk where it would fit in the canon timeline, farthest I got was episode 48. WRITTEN WITHOUT MANGA KNOWLEDGE SINCE I CANNOT FIND ONE THAT WONT SEND ME "HOT SINGLES IN YOUR AREA" ADS AND I DONT GOT TIME. Reader has chronic Lag gng, lag so bad its infectious
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As you sit on a window ledge gazing down upon the flower beds you continue sketching in your old fashioned notebook, (which adapted to match the eras standard). You look up occasionally to make sure you get the details right, grumbling occasionally and undoing parts you messed up on, you don't notice a set of footsteps approaching you from behind. They too have no business in an abandoned building, but the pretty maid sketching on expensive paper has less so. “Might I ask why a maid like you is doing up here, this place is restricted from the lower class.” You don't turn around, too busy bopping your head and murmuring parts of the song with Systems's built in music player, the current playlist that got you jamming is a recommended one from their personal playlist, who would've thunk that System(that robotic system) would listen to such good, normal music, maybe you might try the elvish music they recommend next- “you know it's quite rude to ignore someone of higher standing-” “Huh?” The shoulder he just grabbed isn't in his grasp anymore, neither is the person, infact, it appears as if no one was here at all!
The wasted paper on the ground is gone, the high quality tea set is no longer precariously propped on the opposite side of the window ledge, and the girl is gone. Not a hair or shadow left, was it all an illusion? But that face, he hasn't been able to see people's faces and the girls face was so striking, he's certain he has never seen one like it to even consider he imagined it. “Could it be a ghost?” He actually considers it before laughing it off. “How silly, perhaps I need proper rest this time.” He takes his lantern and walks back down the stairs and out of the building, glancing back as if expecting something to appear, nothing of the like happens. He gazes at the window he first saw the girl from, he can clearly picture a faint silhouette, he swore he didn't imagine was there. But all that he gazes upon is the moon in all its beauty. He treks back to his quarters, which are quite a distance away, and can't help unknowingly humming a faint tune, was it the same one you were singing? Perhaps, but he doesn't know that yet, maybe when you meet again?
Onto you, you have no idea why you suddenly disconnected from your World, even your music crashed, and that's part of the System itself! You go to initiate a System Diagnostic, but get distracted with the sudden memory. “My sketch! Please oh please tell me it saved, Systemmm!” You whine as you move the diagnostics check down the line and instead push a prompt to recover your last save on your sketchpad. You are unaware of what really happened there, and are more worried about your work, you gotta submit that tomorrow!
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He finds you again and again, always late at night, always sketching away the prettiest landscape you can find, but every time he tries to approach you, to catch you in his hands, you always disappear before his eyes. He would think he's dreaming if it weren't for the warmth under his hand and the fact that he. Can. See. Your. Face. He remembers it quite well, a pretty one that focuses so hard they don't notice loving stares aimed their way or that someone is right behind them actually. He's slightly concerned your deaf or stupid, perhaps both, but he is certain in something. Your a pretty face.
He sometimes entertains the thought that he might be dreaming or that you are a ghost, but the more time he hears your gentle humming, the brush on the paper, your grumbling as you rip out paper from the book when you make a mistake, and the rare, occasional clinking of porcelain and munching of snacks. He knows your real, others may not be able to perceive you and you somehow always manage to get away when he gets too close to you, but he will find a way to talk to his pretty moon fairy who disapears at the slightest breath. He will find a way to get to you.
Imagine his surprised delight when he sees you in the daylight, dressed up as a maid and hauling laundry for another lady in waiting. He must grasp this chance, those sleepless nights where he walks and walks until he finds you, fruitlessly attempt to trap you, fail and then have the best sleep of his life feeling absolutely rejuvenated the next day sparked with incredibly inspiration. He learned to memorize the beautiful face of the woman only who he can see. So when he feels warmth, and you don't disappear this time, that he even hears a small yelp from you and frightened shrieks from the other maids, he isn't dreaming. You are real, as the other maids are looking at him and their friend he has in his grasp. As you stare at him confused but no less pale and frightened. Do you not recognize him? Ah, after all the encounters of him staring at you, you never once looked up from your book to deign him a glance, every time he brings attention to himself you disappear like a shadow. But he feels the pulse and the slight bruise forming under his grip, because you’re real and he can touch you, feel you and you can't dissapear into thin air now that he holds you. His moon fairy that he's sure rivals the one proclaimed by the late Emperor himself (a 7 at best in his calculations)
This time he won't let you get away again. “What's a perfect number like you doing here serving in the inner palace? although that does make it easier for me to whisk you away if no one realizes your beauty” He murmurs under his breath and even though you are right beside him, so very very close, your head is too noisy panicking that you about to be persephone 2.0, Asia edition.
Um, you talkin to me sir? I aint that pretty though… you squirm discreetly but that only tightens his hold. What do you mean 10/10? You look nothing like jinshi so how in the heck?!?! wait- System, check: Disguise! Who in the duck is that pretty lady in the mirror? You gawk at the face staring right back at you, it looks like someone added sailormoon special effects to your face, low key slaying tho- wait still held hostage, focus!
“Greetings young master of the La clan, how may I aid you?” You bow as he finally let's go of your wrist, you tuck in your hands to hide the bruise left from him. Yeowch, gotta keep myself close, who knows what he'll grab next. Discreetly tucking your hands in further and keep a distance that he immediately fills. Watch it weirdo, you side eye him as he keeps advancing your retreat.
“Perhaps you can start by telling me your name? Actually there won't be any need, how about you just follow me and we can discuss properly somewhere more private.” Never ever go to a secondary location with a person you don't know, and here in ancient times? There are worse fates for a lady like you. “Uh unfortunately I cannot tend to you as of right now since I am currently running an errand for Lady-” “For the head lady in waiting for concubine Loulan, yes, I am aware.” He huffs taking in a certain smell he has come to associate with you. You smell like cooked sugar, something a maid of your status would have no access to, you are unfavored by no concubines to treat you to such things, so just where could you have gotten them? He has searched the kitchens before to check for missing luxuries, but all he really found was a small cat and two servants doing something unsavory behind closed doors. So that leads him to the conclusion that you carry those items yourself, a secret lady of high standing perhaps? He couldn't find anything without a name, but now… “but I have already requested your presence so ensure that you return here after that task is done, I wouldn't want to have to search for you again now would you?” his smile is boyish and charming, but it's incredibly menacing for a girl who fears almost mimicking a Greek tragedy.
With that he steps away from your personal space but doesn't leave, while your maid friends help you gather your things and speedily exit. Nuh uh. I don't wanna go with you glasses weirdo, I'll just avoid him, I can do that right? Whats he gonna do? Snatch me away? I'll just stay in a crowd.
He stands there staring from behind his sleeves. I'll just follow them at a distance, can't lose the fairy now that I've finally found them.
As one can guess. Things go horribly wrong and you do get eventually snatched and taken as you believed you were perfectly safe with System watching your back. But you forget one important thing, your chronic Lag which seems to always flare at the worst times. You would've escaped sooner but it seems your horrible lag infected System too, as they can't seem to retrieve you at the moment and I have no idea how to bridge this so uh-
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“Take one more step or else I will spontaneously combust into glitter- don't- DON'T TEST ME NOW, I WILL” You yell as you take a step closer to the lakes edge. You scream louder as guards attempt to approach but he waves a hand to stand outside still. This is between him and his beloved. “Oh come now dear, no need for the dramatics-” he attempts to approach you and grab your arm “I ain't dramatic, I'm problematic!” with that System finally finishes loading and you dissapear from sight, leaving your outfit you didn't even like and don't want in your inventory, to be left behind, but not before the glitter you wanted to throw into Lahan's eyes blow out of your hands, adding extra effect to your emotional exit. “huh, she actually did turn into moon dust..” Lahan states as he stares at an empty evening gown floating down into the lake water, an empty sky without its moon to shine above him leaving the sky blank ,the only light being the sparkles that came from you body. His moon is gone and now the sky is just empty.
That leaves our poor player very confused and disoriented and scared of her world, will she return or will Lahan find her? Idk I have no ideas anymore on how to continue this so I release this into the world like that Eminem meme.
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Idk what I'm doing gng. I wrote this during my parents meeting at church and RIGHT next to my aunt so um. Sorry if ooc this was originally written when I had clearer memory of the anime and polished up when my mind was foggy but my heart was fuzzy so there's that.this was supposed to be a oneshot since I have no idea what to do next, if anyone wanna continue this I'd be more than happy to share my notes if you want, I don't mind. Any work that adds to more of these types in the genre is great in my book. :))
Continuation?
i would need someone to have manga knowledge if so.
Edit: 01/06/25
Thought I should make it clearer that, no the system did not change your body to be a pale beauty, you are just as pretty as you are! What I meant to convey is that your current beauty, no matter its flaws, was considered beautiful to those in the world (if you triggered system romance flags). For instance, if the world firstly considered blonde hair and blue eyes, when you indulge in the world, they make it so that your current look is what is now the new one! (lets go pink hair with white streaks ombre/ref)
Originally I wanted to make this as a purposeful mary sue!reader, where everything goes their way with help from system, something happens where the system beauty effects that made them attractive disappeared and was now a nobody. Without that, no one recognized them and they became a background character, except for lahan who still saw them beautiful since they still saw their original beauty despite the filters anyway (hes built different said my notes idk why anymore)
so long story short, lahan finds you pretty despite the standards was what my notes left me with as my plans changed into the current oneshot so
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