I am currently struggling to find a specific fanfiction that was on ao3 before the author took it down. It was a unfinished Doomguy/Samuel Hayden/VEGA/Marauder x reader and the author's name was something along the lines of 1-800-SATANIC. I just wanna know if anyone managed to save it before it was taken down. I don't really remember much about it, and I wanna give it a reread to see why my brain brings it up every now and again.
Edit: there is a Google drive file in the comments that has the first 54 chapters!
HEYY!! coming from your 300 follower event, congrats btw, can you write a drabble of Alpheratz or maybe Vega (for a bit of emotional flares), discovering a camera the summoner accidentally brought along with them to bound arlyn laying around somewhere, out of curiosity he scrolls through it's memory, discovering pictures they took back in Mid Eartheim, but after a few clicks later, he stumbles upon older pictures, memories of the summoner's life with their friends, family and etc. all the way back to when their first picture was taken
OMGOMGOMG I just finished replaying OMORI and this request pops in my ask box?? Perfection. Also, I know asked for a drabble but I wrote a whole-ass fic instead. I hope that's okay.
It was always one unexpected thing after another ever since you arrived in Bound Arlyn and those unexpected things usually led to chaos, much to Vega’s own, and your dismay. But today’s discovery was quite mundane. Eerily so. Vega had found a camera laying on the ground. His breath hitched as recognition struck—a pang in his chest, sharp and sudden. He recognized this camera all too well. This was a gift he and his friends pitched in to buy for you on your eighth birthday. He recalled your talent for capturing moments on his parents’ and his friends’ cameras, so he wanted to get a nice camera for you. They held yard sales and bake sales for at least seven months before they got the funds to buy that model. He swears he could still smell the cookies from all those years ago, the edible ones and the burnt ones alike. He could even feel the sticky batter and splatters of ink from the cookies and handmade signs and price tags. Seven months of whispered plans, clumsy mishaps, and dogged determination. All for this. His father had promised it was the best they could afford, and when the day finally came, he remembered the way your face lit up, brighter than the candles on your cake. “You’re really giving me this?” you had asked, your fingers trembling as you held the unwrapped camera box. The memory made his throat tighten. That smile of yours—the unguarded joy of a child with the whole world ahead—was etched in his mind like sunlight spilling through the cracks of a door. It was a moment he clung to, especially now, in this fractured place. But there as he stood, holding the camera with some of its metallic paint faded off the plastic and its slightly-frayed strap, a knot of unease formed in his chest. Why was this here? Why did you have it with you?
It all seemed surreal to him. He had been taken from you far too soon, and now here you were with no idea who he is. And the worst part is that look you gave him. You meant no harm. How could you? He knew that you were just existing, but he still couldn’t help but feel embittered.
Tales like these were supposed to end differently. The hero would reunite with their long-lost friend or lover, the weight of years apart relieved from their shoulders as they shared a tearful embrace. They would hold each other as though the very fabric of the world depended on it, refusing to let go lest the other vanish. But that was not the case for him. Was this all a cruel sick joke at his expense? All the smiles, all the laughter, all the silly conversations, all the promises under the stars… everything… It all seemed to have disintegrated, and for what? His hands trembled, a futile attempt to hold back the tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. He wanted to scream, to lash out at the unfairness of it all, but the walls of the empty hallway pressed in on him, suffocating and oppressive. A single glance around was enough to remind him where he was, so he took refuge in an empty classroom.
Vega took a few deep breaths before he turned on the camera. To his surprise, the batteries seemed to still have some charge in them. He flipped to the album to see the most recent picture taken eight years ago. It was one of your own family, and another group of people he’d assumed were your extended family. You were all smiling warmly for the lens. A pang of guilt hit him like a slap. What was he doing? He had no right to rifle through your memories like this, no right to invade something so personal. He hated himself for it, for letting his curiosity overpower his sense of decency. Yet, despite the self-reproach simmering in his chest, he couldn’t stop. He flipped through the album to the picture taken ten years ago. It was a photo of you, him, and your old friends, taken in the golden light of a summer afternoon at the park. You had asked a passerby to take your picture after several failed attempts at using the self timer. The image of your smiles, carefree and bright, felt like a punch to the gut. He stared at his younger self, arms thrown casually around you and your friends, as if nothing in the world could ever change. The warmth he felt in his chest at the image only lasted for a short moment, as bitterness soon took over. His jaw clenched and his brow furrowed. How could you not remember? These moments, immortalized in this tiny digital canvas, these fragments of a life you once lived, do they really mean nothing to you? As angry as he felt towards your ignorance, he can’t bring himself to hate you.
He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, the sting of unshed tears blurring his vision as he continued flipping through the photos and videos. Each image felt like a relic of a time he could no longer touch, a whisper of a life that seemed almost foreign now. Most were candid shots of your friends caught mid-laughter, lost in their own little worlds. But among them, he couldn’t ignore how often he appeared. It wasn’t just one or two photos either. There were countless images of his smiles or gestures. His cheeks and ears burned at the sight, a small smile tugging at his lips. But at the same time, his heart still felt heavy. He can’t help but curse the fact that he had to find this camera now. Had he found this earlier, when times were simpler—when you still remembered him, he could allow himself to feel flattered, even joyful, at the revelation. Or better yet, he thought bitterly, had he never fallen into Bound Arlyn, he’d let himself feel happy that maybe, just maybe, you had been pining for him for a while as he had been pining for you.
But no amount of magical thinking could rewrite the past. The reality of the situation was suffocating. Oppressive. The memories you’d once cherished enough to immortalize in these photos now meant nothing to you. The version of him you had loved—or at least cared for—was a stranger to you now, reduced to a nameless face in an album of forgotten moments. But a stubborn voice at the back of his head refused to let him believe that. What if the memories hadn’t disintegrated? What if they were buried deep into your subconscious waiting to be unearthed? He wanted to believe it. He needed to believe it. The alternative was too cruel, too final. But even that hope was tinged with bitterness, a fragile thing at war with the fear that nothing would ever bring those memories back.
His breath caught as he lingered on a photo of you and him, grinning like fools, arms slung around each other’s shoulders. One of your friends must have stolen your camera to capture this moment. But you never bothered to delete it. He couldn't tell if the ache in his chest was from the sweetness of the memory or the pain of its absence in your eyes now.
“Vega? What are you doing here?” A voice called out. He looked up to see a confused Alpheratz standing at the door before him. “And what’s that in your hand?”
“Ah-” was the only thing Vega could say.
Alpheratz looked at him up and down and simply said, “Never mind. Anyway, there’s a council meeting about to happen. You’re gonna be late.”
“Since when did you care about these things?”
“Since Spica started to REALLY get on my ass for skipping out. And by the way, you might want to wash up before going to the council room. Your face is all red and puffy”
“...Right.”
Vega put the camera in his pocket before deciding to return it to you later.
where you invite the arcana twilight bois to a haunted house attraction
author’s note: decided to try writing djekdjwk got inspired from going to a haunted house today with my friends HAHAH
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Arcturus:
he would readily agree to go with you, though he is scared, he is excited to spend time with you and most likely has never been to a haunted house before (protect this bby at all costs)
he gets scared easily, but he wouldnt scream. He would yelp in surprise whenever he gets jumpscared and hugs you for support
if you both are scared, you two would be hugging each other the whole time
if youre not, you end up protecting him and reassuring him throughout
he finds the experience fun and thrilling and would 100% want to go again someday
overall, a fun and chill experience 9/10
Spica:
at first he rejects your invitation, until you use your puppy dog eyes on him, he sighs and agrees.
he definitely doesnt get scared at all (even if he did, he is good at hiding it), instead he points out at the decor and atmosphere, stating that they did a good job with the production
if youre scared, he would have an arm around you to ‘protect’ you, reassuring you and tells you to close your eyes if you want to.
“it’s okay summoner, i’m right here.”
10/10 experience, only if you are scared (he will comfort you <3) because if youre not, it seriously wouldnt be that fun. Probably you both would be discussing about how good the acting of the scare actors are
“i must say, they did a very good job with the setup. oh, scary? no, it wasn’t scary at all. no don’t get me wrong, their acting was splendid.”
Pollux:
he is scared, DEFINITELY SCARED. But since it is you, he agrees, but pleads with you, even if it means going down on his knees, to not bring alpheratz or sirius with the both of you (so that he wouldnt get teased)
screams like a girl. Even if you are scared, youre more afraid of his screams than the scare actors. Either ways, you end up walking in front with him clinging onto your arm. (If you are the type to tease him, i believe you dont even have the energy to do so from all his screaming)
after the haunted house, he would pretend as if nothing happened, as if he wasnt scared in the first place.
“It wasn’t that bad. What? What do you mean i scream like a girl? No, i dont- hey! :< please dont tell alpheratz or sirius, please!”
experience? Ehhhh, it is fun to see him getting scared though it drains the life out of you from his screaming 💀 7.5/10
Alpheratz:
he rejects you. If you want him to agree, you need to ask him like 10 more times until he says yes because he gets annoyed lol
would jokingly say that you need to give him something as payment for his companion
he doesnt get scared and was rather bored the whole time
if you get scared, he would chuckle at you and put an arm around you without saying a word
from now on, your new nickname is scaredy cat
“You know, when you get scared, you jump like, 5 feet off the ground”
“That’s not true! :<< ”
“Oh yes it is.”
but if you dont get scared, it would be pretty boring
quite an okay experience, 7/10
Sirius:
oh this man will say yes right away. He will have a shit eating grin and tease you by asking if youre inviting him because YOU were scared
if you get scared, he would be laughing at you and teasing you non-stop about it. Might also play around with you and scare you too whenever just to see your frightened reaction again
“Summoner, i didnt know you get scared so easily~ You’re so cute when you get scared, you know?”
but if you dont, its best to bring one or more the boys who would so it is fun and you both can laugh at them
if not, you both end up trying to scare each other —
experience depends on whether you get scared or not 😭
Vega:
baby agrees to go with you ONLY because you are going. To protect you of course, what else?
he gets scared but doesnt really show it. He would jump and maybe yelp a little, subconsciously hiding behind you and when he realises that, he would mutter a soft apology
he tries to be tough in front of you. keyword, try
“Summoner, stay behind me, there might be a scare actor hiding behind the curta- aH-!”
“Are you okay, Vega? :( ”
“*coughs* im fine.”
you both would end up holding hands throughout the entire time, no matter you get scared or not. would walk side by side together
it is good for him if you dont get scared, you would be able to protect him <3
Pretty cool to see a blog like this but for the fgc. I have two requests actually, but you can pick one if that’s better for you. Male reader in a relationship with Vega from Street Fighter or Jedah Dohma from Darkstalkers? General romance headcanons about them is fine too!
I decided to do both Vega and Jedah! Though Jedah will have his own separate post!
Warning; Unhealthy relationship, stalking,
Being in a relationship with Vega [Male! Reader]
Vega is interesting to me because he seems like a real Narcissus type - too focused on his own beauty to notice the beauty of others. However, I imagine the idea of being in a relationship does interest him, no matter the gender of his possible partner (though he probably holds masculine figures to a higher degree). He's just under the assumption that no one is worthy of his affection. But when someone he deems worthy comes around, he isn't exactly sure how to act.
He turns into an obsessive little fucker. Once he meets someone as beautiful as him (a rare feat in itself) he just wants to learn every little detail about his future boyfriend (cause he already decided that he must be with you). He wants to know what your favorite colors are, your work schedule, places you like to visit - he finds the answers to his questions sooner or later. (how he gets this information is none of your concern.)
His love is very physical - kisses every inch of your skin, hands constantly on you, sweet whispers of his passion late into the night, all that good stuff. However, it is never forceful. He remembers clearly how his stepfather would force affection onto his mother, making her uncomfortable and he wishes to never cause that kind of pain to anyone (a simple swipe of his claws would do just fine in most cases). Say the word and he'll immediately stop what he was doing, finding new ways for his boyfriend to feel loved.
If I had to choose a love language for Vega it'll be a tie between physical touch and gift-giving. He loves buying you stuff he thinks you'll enjoy - peculiarly fancy clothing and accessories [such as tuxedos and perhaps jewelry if you wear them]. He just adores seeing his boyfriend in outfits he got specifically for him and - if you so agree - would show you whenever the two of you are out.
Vega is rather possessive and shows that in little subtle ways, some might even pass you if you aren't terribly observant. If someone was staring at you a bit too long for his liking, he might conventionally stand in front of you, blocking the person's view of you or if you're wearing something more relieving, his jacket - it is cold after all! He wouldn't want you to get sick! (Or to have to claw someone's eyes out later on) The only times Vega won't be so subtle is if somebody tries to flirt with you, that's when his jealousy starts to show up a little - being touchy/overly affectionate with his words, perhaps a passionate kiss if he knows you're alright with that. God forbid it if some poor idiot was to put their disgusting hands on you - he'll make sure their lives end quickly after that.
His ideal date is just going somewhere and showing you off - worshiping you like a God almost. I imagine Vega taking you out to an intricate bar or an elegant party and showing you off to anyone that lets him. Which yes can lead to the latter becoming overly protective. Though in most cases, a simple glare from him or him just simply mentioning the two of you are together most people will back off.
And I'll link Jedahs bit right here [🩸] whenever it gets out of the queue
↳ summary: little things that you do that the boys adore.
↳ Tags: Gender Neutral Reader, Fluff, Short & Sweet, The Boys™.
writer's blurp: these dudes are all living rent-free in my head they won't leave me be-- i've lost some sleep playing this game which is not good, but i'm having fun and can't wait to start chapter 6.
★┈┈ Arcturus
Neither of you is sure when it started, but Arcturus would stop by your room, the two of you chatting-- Arcturus in his energetic way and you listening, while responding, but you would eventually run your fingers through his hair.
This literal ball of sunshine gets so soft whenever you run your fingers through his hair. Leaning into your touch with the biggest smile on his face before he laughs, and smiles at you.
He is going to hug you and just hold you close, soaking up your warmth before leaving so both of you could go to sleep. Once Arcturus is in his room he feels how hot his cheeks are, while he changes into his pajamas, he dozes off with a smile on his face.
★┈┈ Pollux
Pollux's nerves and self-doubts often get the better of him, so one day when you started holding his hand out of the blue in the middle of class no less!!! He couldn't help the startled yelp that escaped his lips earning him stares from everyone.
You would do it, again and again whenever it seemed like he was too far in his own thoughts. Your warmth quickly becomes comforting, then supporting, and then something Pollux finds himself looking forward to even when he isn't lost in his own thoughts.
So when Pollux's feet carry him to your door, he feels how his face flushes when he says good morning to you, and you respond with a smile and a good morning as well. You hold your hand out in the space between the two of you, and Pollux accepts it without hesitation.
★┈┈ Spica
Little reminders in the form of sticky notes, snacks, and text messages from you often greeted him throughout the day. It's only when he starts working and finds that none of those are there to greet him that is odd, rather unusual, but you could just be busy your time wasn't something to devote entirely to him, so Spica works.
Spica is distracted finding himself checking his Stella Tab often, but also wants to stretch his legs as an excuse to find you. He wonders when he started to look forward to your small ways of looking out for him.
It's only around the evening when his phone buzzes to life, a text from you that you would be arriving soon with a few snacks for the two of you from town to share, and for him to take a much-needed break. When you arrive all smiles and warmth Spica finally notices how his heart calms down and returns your smile with his own.
★┈┈ Vega
It's silly, how you give Vega little doodads and trinkets with the confident response of simply "it made me think of you!" before turning to go about your day, respecting Vega's boundaries before joining the other Sorcerers.
Vega finds that his dresser is slowly becoming decorated with the things you've given him. Every day he tells you that he doesn't need these little things, but you just smile and give him something new the next day, followed by the day after that and the day after that.
It's silly how Vega looks forward to what you will give him the next day. Will it be a small figure? A flower that he will press later? The unknown is enough to make him smile, and despite telling you that he doesn't need these little things-- you smile, laughing before giving him his little gift for the day, and at some point, Vega falls into step with you and the others.
★┈┈Alpheratz
What started as something to make sure that you would be safe, without having to say it out loud, (Alpheratz didn't even have to say it you said it for him and in his usual fashion he denies it) Alpheratz would sit near or beside you, and doze off.
More often than not Alpheratz would wake up to find that he dozed off on you. The first few times you were so stiff, when it was brought up you stuttered out a response of "ah!! it's not because of anything bad, but... if i'm writing or moving too much wouldn't it wake you up?"
Alpheratz finds himself blindsided by your reason, it's enough to make him smile before he lays on your lap, and you become stiff for a moment, but when he laughs saying this way you can work and he can sleep he dozes off to the sound of you humming some sort of tune and resuming your work.
★┈┈ Sirius
You seek him out, for no reason at all and that is surprising enough for Sirius. He had already taken notice of you, being able to find you in a crowd, without the imprint.
You seek him out and rely on him. Despite never pulling at the imprint to summon him when needed, why do you seek him out if you won't even summon him when you need him to keep you safe?
So to see that you are able to find him, by simply wandering it's not WANDERING you respond, you just know where he is, which makes Sirius laugh-- because you had to cheat to know where he is how else would you find him in some of the most random places?
You make absolutely no sense to Sirius, but the feeling of your gaze and your warmth beside him when the two of you chat before you return your attention to the others. It is enough.
