200 Days Of Starvation, Displacement, Daily Killings, And Relentless Bombardment; A Genocide That Knows

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It’s Honkai Zoo Rail time again! Here’s part 2 of the future keychain set.

Jesus Christ, minors have become so fucking cocky and self-centred recently.

It feels like every time I open up a +18 tag or go into an adult fandom space, there's all these actual kids running around, telling people they're minors.

I could be wanting to read a smut fic and I'll see a bunch of posts with the text "minor writing smut, don't like, DNI" or something like that.

How fucking stupid are you? Genuine question. Are your grades okay? Do you need to talk to the school counselor? Take a common sense test? Because I certainly think so.

Why are you entering and actively taking part in adult spaces and then using the "umm I'm a minor, so if you do or say anything, then I'm the victim and you need to get away from me, you creep" card when you get called out on your bullshit?

These adult spaces are not for you, GET THE FUCK OUT! Go sit in the corner and think about what you've done!

Teens will teen. They'll find adult material one way or another, I am fully aware of that. Hell, I'm guilty of reading smut when I was a teen. But when I did, I never told a soul.

I've had accounts run by minors as young as 13-14 interacting with my NSFW posts. And they're somehow bragging about this. Of course, I block them immediately, but I am shocked at how brazen these kids are, to have the gall to do this and think it's okay because "they're mature enough."

No. You're not. I promise you.

Becoming an adult isn't about reaching some arbitrary number. It's about learning to take responsibility for your actions. So take this advice and GET THE FUCK OUT OF ADULT SPACES! YOU'RE NOT WELCOME!

I don't care how much anon hate you kids send my way to try and get me to kms or deactivate. By all means, give me your best shot. But if you seriously think I am going to just let you do this without realising your actions have consequences, you need to be sent to the psych ward across town.

MY MARRIAGE WITH THE DUKE.

chapter four | masterlist

cw. reader is female, written in third pov.

Three days passed since Princess (Name) had eaten dinner with her fiancée. And now, she was walking to his study room when she was informed that her presence was required.

She has never been to his study room, and with the directions provided by the maid, she managed to find it in due time. 

“Hello? Duke Blade, I was told you were looking for me,” she called out, only to be greeted with silence. 

(Name) lingered by the doorway awkwardly, unsure if she should leave or stay there. Whatever he wanted to say to her must be important and before she could rethink her action, the princess pushed open the doors. 

As the doors swung open, warm light spilled into the expansive space, revealing a sanctuary of knowledge and contemplation. 

The first floor greeted her with a sense of cozy opulence. In the centre of the room, beneath the soft illumination of the sunlight entering the window, stood an imposing wooden desk. Its surface is adorned with leather-bound tomes, a testament to a life of curious exploration. 

Flanking the desk were two sumptuous couches, inviting and regal in their deep burgundy upholstery. 

The ambiance was one of refinement and leisure, with the soft, plush rugs underfoot offering a touch of luxury. The walls, adorned with classical artwork and antique maps, seemed to whisper the secrets of distant lands and ages past. 

Now intrigued, (Name) made her way up the polished wooden staircase that leads to the second floor. She was enveloped in the intoxicating scent of aged paper and leather bindings. 

The walls on this level were lined from floor to ceiling with towering bookshelves, each crammed with volumes of literature, history and knowledge. 

The shelves were neatly lined in a straight low and one could lose themselves for hours in the pursuit of erudition. The princess was astounded by how spacious Duke Blade’s study room looks. 

She walked down the line of bookshelves, doing a quick scan of the titles of the countless books. Most of the books involved the history of the Xianzhou Kingdom. 

She came to a stop when a peculiar title caught her eyes. The cover made it stand out from the others, with it being cladded in a thicker and much richer color: cobalt blue. (Name) reached out, fingers nearly touching the cover… 

“Well well well, what do we have here? A little mouse has barged her way into someone else’s room without permission.” 

The sudden entrance of Duke Blade elicited an undignified and startled squeak from the princess. She instantly spun around, eyes landing on her fiance, who was amused with her reaction. 

He was leaning against the wall, near the top of the flight of stairs with his arms crossed, left foot placed in front of his right foot. 

“So? What do you have to say for yourself?” He asked, cocking his head to the side. 

The princess regained her composure, clearing her throat and stepped away from the bookshelf. “I’m sorry, I didn’t wait for you to return and I entered your study room without permission.” 

Duke Blade hummed, slowly nodding his head and pushed himself off the wall. “Apology accepted, now come with me, sweetheart. I have something I need to discuss with you.” 

(Name) obediently followed him as they descended the flight of stairs. She accepted his invitation, taking her seat on the nearest couch while the man sat on the other couch. 

Duke Blade reached into the breast pocket of his coat, pulling out an envelope and placed it on the table situated between the two couches. 

Her eyes widened slightly when she recognized the envelope. It bore the unmistakable mark of royalty, a testament to its esteemed sender. Crafted from the finest parchment, it exuded an air of grandeur and authority. 

The front of the envelope was adorned with the royal insignia: a majestic crest that commanded respect, with a gleaming crown atop a shield bearing the emblem of the Xianzhou Kingdom. 

(Name) leaned forward, grabbing the envelope with extra care as if it was a piece of glass. The paper, a rich and velvety cream, felt opulent to the touch. Its edges were meticulously embossed with intricate patterns, reminiscent of the kingdom’s storied history and cultural heritage. 

The envelope was sealed with precision, the wax imprint in regal crimson bearing the royal seal, ensuring the sanctity of its contents. 

(Name)’s eyes flickered between the envelope and Duke Blade’s face, unsure if she was allowed to open. She only proceeded to do so when he gave her the green sign. 

Upon opening the envelope, she found the contents nestled within, protected by layers of silk. The letter inside bore the unmistakable mark of the king’s personal attention. 

She pulled out the neatly folded letter, unfolding it to reveal the content written in exquisite calligraphy, each stroke a testament to the grace and elegance of the written word. 

~

Dearest Duke Blade and Princess (Name), 

Greetings to you both. It is with immense pleasure and honor that I pen this letter to extend my heartfelt congratulations on your engagement. The union of two noble souls is a momentous occasion, and I am delighted to share in your joy. 

The alliance forged between your kingdoms carries with it a profound legacy of tradition, respect, and unity: a testament to the enduring values that define the Xianzhou Kingdom.

It is my firm belief that your union will not only strengthen the bonds between our kingdoms but also contribute to the continued prosperity and harmony of our people. 

To commemorate this auspicious occasion, it is my privilege to extend an invitation to both of you to join us at a formal engagement celebration. 

This grand event will take place in the opulent halls of the royal palace, a setting befitting the significance of this moment. The evening will be adorned with music, dance, and a feast fit for royalty, as we come together to toast to your love and commitment. 

The date and time for this joyous gathering is as follows: 

[22nd September 20XX] 

[6pm]

[Location: Royal Palace, Xianzhou Kingdom] 

In this moment of celebration and anticipation, I send you my warmest regards and offer my sincerest best wishes. May your love story be a source of inspiration and joy to us all. 

With deepest respect and affection. 

Jing Yuan :3. 

~

“.. Did he just announce our marriage to the people before us?” (Name) deadpanned after she finished reading the letter. 

Duke Blade sighs. “I’ve gotten used to Jing Yuan. He knows how to get his way, with nothing and no one standing between him and his goals. It seems like he’s forcing us to attend the gathering and it’s not like we have a choice to begin with. Which is why I’m curious, what do you think?” 

“... I think this is a great opportunity to announce our marriage to the people of the Xianzhou Kingdom. It will help to put their minds at ease and it’ll help to strengthen the relationship between our kingdoms,” she answered earnestly. 

“Is that really all?” He questioned. 

“What?” She blinked, confused. 

It turns out her answer wasn’t satisfactory, considering how Duke Blade sighed. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something but thought better of it and closed his mouth. The man rose to his full height, easily towering over (Name)’s seated form. 

“Never mind, it seems like I’ve set my expectations too high. Feel free to head out to shop for the perfect outfit. Don’t worry about the payment, just say my name and the staff will know what to do,” he told her and left the room before she could reply. 

The princess was in a state of shock. She sat there for a few minutes, mind trying to process the words Duke Blade said. She had thought they were perfectly fine after having dinner a few days ago but it turns out she was wrong. 

Just what is wrong with him? First, he questioned me about my background and now he’s saying how he set his expectations too high? I don’t understand him… 

~ 

“Your Grace, you have a guest.” 

Dan Heng looked up from the book he was reading when one of the maids spoke up. 

“Come in.” 

The door was opened once granted permission and he rose at the sight of the king of the Eldoria Kingdom, who is also (Name)’s father, entered his room. Dan Heng bowed with utmost respect, straightening himself when the king gestured for him to do so. 

“Your Majesty, to what do I owe the pleasure of your sudden visit?” He asked. 

The king smiled, dimples appearing. “Dan Heng, I was wondering if you would be interested in attending a gathering.”

“A gathering? What is it about?” He asked, puzzled. 

The king reached into his pocket, pulling out an envelope and handed it to the prince. “Here, you can find the details here. You don’t have to let me know your answer immediately, take as much time as you need. However, something tells me you’ll be attending the gathering.” 

The king left Dan Heng’s room before he could muster a response, leaving him bewildered. Now curious, he decided to check the content. 

His blood ran cold, and his heart shattered after he had read the letter. The letter contains an invitation extended to the Eldoria Kingdom, inviting them to attend Princess (Name) and Duke Blade’s marriage. 

The thought of (Name) getting married to someone else made his blood boil with jealousy. Dan Heng knows he doesn’t deserve her anymore, not after how he had treated her poorly.

He could still remember the way she scowled at him, treating him with coldness before she set off to the Xianzhou Kingdom. 

However, Dan Heng is a persistent man who never knows when to give up. He doesn’t want her to get married to the duke, not when it’s rumored that Duke Blade is a cold-hearted and ruthless man. For all he knows, (Name) might have been living a poor and unfair life during her time spent at the Xianzhou Kingdom. 

Having made up his mind, the prince left his room. He walked down the hallway, determined to free her from her fiancé and make things right. 

note: so uh, dan heng's gonna be that one annoying male character in those royal manhwas, if you guys know what i'm talking about hehe. next few chapters will take place at the ceremony and drama's gonna happen weee

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Dating Demon Lord Vox Akuma VS Streamer Vox Akuma

Demon lord!Vox Akuma takes you on long dates around his city, keeping his hand on the small of your back the entire time. The walk often takes the entire day, which is fine, he already worked extra hard the day before to make sure his day with you is without interruption. As the sun sets he sits with you on the balcony of his castle, with one arm wrapped around you and your head leaning against his shoulder, looking forward to the future you'll build together.

Streamer!Vox Akuma secretly keeps you in his lap while he plays games with his fellow streamers. You try not to laugh at all the jokes he makes but sometimes you need to move to the other room and laugh your lungs out. When he mutes the stream to take a bathroom break he always gives you a kiss in passing. When he does a handcam stream he will be teasing with his hand movements not just for the audience but also to tease you, more you then his chat.

Demon lord!Vox Akuma pulls you onto his cock to keep his cum inside you for as long as possible. Your pussy flutters around him, sensitive and thoroughly fucked and filled to the brim with his seed. Every time he finishes inside of you his fangs seem to elongate for a brief moment, hunger and lust written all over his face at the idea of you getting pregnant tonight. He's been careful not to father any kids in his long lifetime but now that he's settled down that might change.

Streamer!Vox Akuma appreciates that you suck him off after a long, and sometimes stressful streaming session. He can stream for hours and hours at a time, the tension in him mounting and needing an outlet. Would never do anything with you during a stream, not because he can't keep quiet but because he doesn't think you can keep yourself from moaning. Even with your mouth occupied with his cock you're still making so much noise. Better to fill it up.

Dividers by: @cafekitsune

Im cooking :3

women's thighs. you agree. reblog.

Casual little reminder about your self inserts

Be as OP as you fucking want.

Make yourself a god

give yourself superpowers

give yourself a tail and horns or wings or anything you want!

Let your s/i change the entire plot to be how you like.

Make your s/i a shapeshifter or a vampire or an elf.

Even if it doesn't fit in Canon. I don't care. Your s/i is completely indulgent to you. What matters is that you enjoy yourself.

I make the rules. Im not sorry about it. That's how it is.

Your f/o loves you so so much. Doesn't care if you're human or an alien or whatever. They love you for you.

Coming from someone who literally made a goddess s/i at one point. Just have fun with it

❝ 𝐈, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐍 ❞

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. everyone says you’re the curse of your own legacy. dubbed “the worst ruler ever in history”, power is all you cared about. your selfishness leads to the downfall of your own kingdom, with you murdered at the hands of people you thought could be trusted. somehow the next day, you regress to the day you become the sole successor to the throne after the previous sovereign passed. can you prove your worth and show them you have what it takes to be the sovereign in this timeline?

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. argenti, bronya, dan heng, dr. ratio, gepard, jing yuan, ruan mei, sunday, trailblazer (caelus & stelle)

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. f!reader. royal au, time travel au. angst, hurt/comfort, fluff. 1.9k words. inspired by billion manhwas that have this trope lol. the royal family is absolutely horrible and reader hates them. reader experiences dissociative amnesia due to trauma from said family and the previous timeline. lots of self-doubt. death is everywhere in this fic. a dark joke about betrayal (bronya). reader has hair (gepard). murder of a loved one and revenge (sunday).

𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐀. new year, new blog, and new fic but two months later! on spring break so i’m happy i got to write again, even if it’s just a little bit. watch me disappear for another six months or so because grad school’s a bitch.

𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈.

rumor has it among a group of chivalrous knights from a forgotten land that their deity, the god of beauty idrila, is in your kingdom. you happen to come across one of them when you snuck out of the castle. the knight introduces himself as argenti, a knight of beauty… a very strange one.

what person talks to objects as if they’re people and compliments them that they’re beautiful? as soon as he lays on you, he’s in front of you on one knee and kisses your hand, declaring that you’re beautiful, even as beautiful as idrila themself. surely you’re weirded out, but he seems sincere. 

there’s a possibility that your advisor sent a search party after you. you generally hate being escorted on your outings due to your upbringing, but going back there isn’t where your mind wants to be, so you ask the knight if he could be your company. ah, how could he resist a beautiful lady like yourself?

will he still see you as such when you ascend the throne?

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐘𝐀.

house rand is known for their strong military leadership and is a unique case of nobility. majority of its lineage are commoners, going through a selection process as children to be adopted by the current leader and be trained as their successor. shortly before your ascension, former leader cocolia rand passed away. no one knows the cause of death, except her daughter.

marchioness bronya pays a visit to introduce herself as the new leader of the house. the two of you express condolences for your families, though you try not to flinch at how she praises the late sovereign like everyone else. she believes you can keep secrets well, which isn’t entirely wrong, so she asks to borrow you. you already know the topic of discussion: the actual cause of death of madam cocolia.

it’s me. her dialogue muffles into white noise. madam cocolia has made a deal with her daughter to kill her if anything happens. hm…? did you put trust in someone to stop you if you ever went insane? can you stab me in the back if that’s the case? your mouth runs on its own, and she’s in shock. you brush it off as a joke afterwards, saying she should ignore it. yet you can’t yourself as it’s been haunting you since.

do you trust her to end your suffering, for the good of the kingdom?

𝐃𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐆.

the archivist strikes you as someone who dislikes bothersome people, so you try not to spend too much time researching your condition. though upon meeting dan heng at the library, he appears courteous and doesn’t mind your company. what leaves you puzzled is that he doesn’t question your sudden interest in time travel and regression. instead, he leads you upstairs.

on the way there you trip and he grabs onto you, triggering a flashback of the mob capturing you with tight holds during your escape. realizing the intensity of his grip on you because your body’s shaking, he lets go and adjusts his hand placement to your back so you can get up. then he makes sure you’re alright before reaching the data bank.

he assumes that you’re still traumatized from your family’s death based on your reaction to that memory. everyone believes the same thing, and it’s definitely wrong. but you can’t magically convince them that you’ve seen the future where they’ll die because of you. however, his intentions make you feel at ease. he says he’ll be nearby for help. is it really okay to rely on someone else for once?

will he stick to his word and catch you when you fall to your death?

𝐃𝐑. 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎.

the intelligentsia guild believes that knowledge is a valuable resource to obtain various mediums of information across the world. having one of their own at the castle not only as a professor at the royal academy, but as the advisor to the next sovereign is quite an honor. dr. ratio may be a brilliant scholar, but his interpersonal skills… not so much.

there isn’t a day where you’re spared from his lectures. to be fair, you’ve done questionable things after your family’s passing: sneaking out of the castle, researching time travel and regression, and raising raccoons that almost destroyed your garden and your servants’ sanities. nevertheless, you’re irritated by his emphasis on your reputation as a ruler. does it look like i want to be one? you storm out without a second thought.

after calming down, you search for him to apologize. you should’ve told him about how you felt instead of letting out an outburst. unfortunately he has gone home, but leaves a note that addresses your “odd hobbies” - ways to not alert the servants during your escapades, literature of topics of interest that aren’t in the library, and interventions of minimizing the chaos of your familiars. you take it as an apology; he’s more considerate than you think even if he doesn’t admit it.

can he stay by your side if you decide to abdicate the throne?

𝐆𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐃.

house landau is the “shield” of the kingdom, serving the royal family for generations. their current leader count landau is a stern man from what you recall the several times you visited him as a child. now he’s forced to retire due to his illness, replaced by his eldest and only son gepard, your childhood friend.

the two of you haven’t interacted much as you reach the training period for succession, whereas his father drills him to be insubordinate to the royal family as they have been. with your parents gone and the count ill, you can see him whenever you wish. but how should you approach him? more importantly, does he still see you as a friend? you give up instantly, exhausted from your mental trip to the past.

amidst the flames, he yells at you to run as shadows consume him. you shoot up - bloodshot eyes, rapid heartbeat, and heavy breaths. a pair of arms engulfs you, one hand rubbing your back and the other buried in your hair. rest, i’m here, he whispers against your forehead. you start to lose it, sobbing uncontrollably on his chest.

is this what giving in to your selfish gains feels like?

𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐔𝐀𝐍.

the sight of citizens flocking to the plaza can be seen from your balcony. 

three people emerge from the crowd, who you recognize as residents of the civilization in the sky: the xianzhou alliance. they have no reason to be here unless it’s important business, and that happens to be you. how forgetful you are.

earlier you test a theory that hopefully changes your tragic fate. it takes courage to act like a jester in front of the council, sending diplomats to invite various factions to forge alliances. the entire court and yourself are amazed that one of the arbiter-generals jing yuan is here in the flesh. the xianzhou rely on themselves for help rather than outsiders, so there must be something that he wants from you.

little did you know while you’re interested in the xianzhou’s manpower, he’s interested in you. his two attendants have never seen their general smitten over someone before; it’s obnoxious. his visits become frequent; his purpose of seeking specific resources is really an excuse to shower you with gifts. he appreciates how headstrong you are throughout the tragedies you faced, wishing you give yourself more credit. he has faith in your capability as a sovereign, even if you don’t agree. 

he’s not here to play with your feelings, is he?

𝐑𝐔𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐈.

house ruan is revered by academia as geniuses of the century, yet rarely shows up in public as they care less about being in the spotlight. rather, they dedicate their lives to science. their daughter carries the household name with grace and elegance, though it can’t be said the same with her experiments in which she entrusts you to be her assistant.

lady ruan mei is interested in the concept of life. cycles of birth, growth, and death. existence of the living. development of cognition, emotions, and behaviors. they’re fascinating to her. creating lifeforms makes you feel some sort of sorrow; your creation is modeled after yourself. then you wonder how your family reacted when you were born.

soon you’re asked by the scientist about your existence, and whether you believe the gods can answer that. now that you think about it, were they involved in your regression? the human race worships the power of the heavens: creation and destruction. death is inevitable, but can the gods also rewrite reality? if they choose to send you back in time, did they want you to redeem yourself?

why bother going so far if you’re going to screw up again?

𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘.

no one hosts festivities as grand as house oak. under the impression that you’ve been secluded in your room grieving over the previous sovereign, they’ll throw a small party to cheer you up and celebrate your upcoming ascension. the thought of announcing you want to abdicate the throne is tempting, but their efforts will go to waste so you scrap it. might as well keep up a front and plan your next moves.

you’re welcomed into the venue by the high priest sunday, the organizer of this party. you’re feeling nervous, not because of the amount of guests but because of his overwhelming presence. he doesn’t seem familiar, or are you misremembering? do you still feel unwell, your majesty? behind the high priest is a young woman who bears some resemblance to him, and everything all at once falls into place.

his sister is the precious sun of his life, executed by the eclipse. the high priest follows the royal family without hesitation, only for his loyalty to be questioned at her expense. he isn’t the type to act so rash, but for her he’ll go to great lengths to exact his revenge. you lie to the siblings that you’re fine and tell the high priest to take care of her. there’s more than meets the eye regarding your behavior, but he just agrees to not arouse any suspicion.

what secrets have your people been hiding from you?

𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐑.

there are twin raccoons that practically live in your garden and are your servants’ worst nightmares. somehow they’re kind of like you - living in luxury while rotten to the core. you remember ordering your servants to exterminate them last time, so you take them instead so you won’t freak them out, much to your advisor’s dismay.

later you discover that caelus and stelle are shapeshifters who lost their memories, with their only lead being a magenta-haired woman. to your surprise they love to gossip, which proves themselves useful to be your spies, gathering intel on the current news that could coincide with the ones in the previous timeline. they can also find information about that woman. killing two birds with one stone. 

sometimes you worry about their work ethic, considering how chaotic they can be. for instance, their unhealthy obsession with trash cans. as much as you need them to get the job done, you realize you’re nothing better than your family. those two are extensions of yourself, learning about the world just as you are. so you step back and let them have fun with scraps. they’ll get to their missions eventually.

they appear to be loyal to a fault so there’s no way they’ll betray you, right?