"𝒪𝒽 𝒢𝑜𝒹, 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜𝓍𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇

Oooooh boi~~~ I get Galatea's S accesory! Marya+Endgame check looks really cool~

Mistress Lady

Warning: f/f, non-consensual touching, brainwashing, manipulation, amnesia, innocent reader, mention of rape, mention of blood (light).

She speaks to you with beautiful words, promising you eternal life and the realization of your deepest desires.

You obey her like a servant who obey his master.

How many years pass after you agree to become his sevant? You can't remember. The memories erased from your mind.

She lets you do whatever you want for some reason, that indirectly sets you apart from the other servants.

What draws his attention to you? Was it your innocence? Was it your frail body? Was it your inability to do anything for yourself?

When you try to ask her, she laughs and says:

"You inquire for something that doesn't make sense. How can you not see it? You have eyes and you cannot see, but I have a cloth over my eyes, and I can see everything perfectly."

You can't understand… Or you don't want to understand.

"It's nice... " You murmur. You gently touch the belly of the hedgehog, caressing it skin gently.

"Just a hedgehog, why are you fascinated by that thing? There are different types of animals more exotic than that thing. Of all of them you only want to see this one." She's on your side, wagging her long tail in a bored way, her arms intertwined. Waiting for you done with that one.

The hedgehog trembles in your hand, trying to escape your gentle touch.

"This thing is cute..." Another gentle touch on the belly and the hedgehog calms down. "And it's the one I want to see for now… The reason I want it is because it reminds me of a fly trying to escape from a spider's web, he is the fly and I am the spider but with the difference that I don't just want to eat him I want to love him."

Yidhra just stay there, listening to you, listening to every word you say carefully.

Everything remains in a serene silence, Yidhra lost in his mind, and your mind lost with the gentle caresses of the hedgehog.

"Mistress Lady... " You talk with her. Getting her attentin.

"Yes?" Yidhra shakes her head at you. waiting for your question.

"Can we take care of this?" You show her the hedgehog with an innocent childish smile.

She watches you for a moment, putting her hand on her forehead tired of this situation. "Do not."

Your innocent smile instantly breaks when she says that.

"Why?" You leave the hedgehog, your once happy face now turning into a pout. Tears threatening to pour out of your eyes.

"We don't have time for this, come on." She leaves you alone in an instant.

"I'm sorry, little hedgehog, but… I can't take you with me." You put the hedgehog on the ground, get up and start walking behind Yidhra.

Again… You can't remember what you do next, you just know that you were in a strange place in the middle of a flower bed, feeling the last rays of sun on your face

Your attention moves to the flowers around you and then to your arm, where a painful pulsation is felt. It's hurt.

"Finally you wake up." Yidhra's voice appears in the midle silence.

You jump with your head towards her, Yidhra is very tall compared to you, her posture shows authority and power. And yours only shows fragility and naivety.

"The sun will go down and the night will come out. Isn't beatiful?"

"Yes." Do you remember, the hedgehog. Your attention shifts and Yidhra notices it. And she doesn't like it. "I really love the little hedgehog…" A soft murmur escapes your mouth, but Yidhra hears it.

Hiss

"How that simple animal can be loved by you? You're not supposed to remember it." She shound really angry.

"I really want it, please let me have it. "You ask naively. Pressing on the subject, but she really has enough of this.

"I said... No! I'm telling you for a long time, we're not going to have an animal with us." She hisses "That animal will distract you from your tasks!" She grabs your arm with such force, hurting you. "You'll obey me! I'm your master! You belong to me!

"It hurts." You tears fall down insteanly. "You, you scared me." You try to free out her grab.

"Oh, Honey, you shouldn't have scared of me." Her face changes to a smile, she was enjoy your tears, your fear, your pain. "I just want to protec you. That is bad?" Yidhra cleans your tears with his finger.

Her long, sharp nails wiped away your tears, cutting your cheek in a fine line.

“Ouch.” you instinctively moved away from his hand.

She just smiled, looking at the thin line of blood slowly trickling down your cheek, and slowly releasing your arm.

She was getting excited.

Your fear was interesting.

You leave me no choice.” She took the cloth that covered his eyes with his fingers and lifted it revealing his eyes, while parting his lips in a pointy-toothed smile.

Her bright, deep purple eyes caught your attention, hypnotizing you in the process. Completely forgetting everything around you to only focus on the brilliance of her.

"What are you doing standing up!? Go back to your bed! Can't you see you hurt yourself!?" A concerned woman's voice invaded her mind.

"I just want to play… Like them."

"You can't! And you never will! Please stop hurting yourself!"

The voices differed in tone, the first spoke desperately and uneasily and the second voice spoke nonchalantly exasperating the woman.

"I only care about you… You're the only thing we have."

"You dont need to care about me, im not a child anymore." The young girl looks at her feet.

The woman doesn't care what she say. She forced her to return home.

That young girl... looks like her, but she can't remember who the other woman is or when that happens.

When she recovered, she feels a thick fluids between his hands.

She switches her vision to her hands, discovering that the liquid was blood. Fresh blood, falling down her arms and ending in the flowers below her.

"W-what?" she can't believe what happened, where is that blood from? Or the blood is not hers? If the blood isn't hers, who's?

"Oh, honey. My dear Xia." Yidhra's voice.

"Xia? That isnt my name..." You remember.

She never calls you a name, calling you like Honey all this time, living and thinking Honey was your name. It was only a nickname that she gave you, and you taking it as your real name all this time.

Now that you remember, you never had one, it was just her calling you Honey, but never your real name.

Because right now?

But now the most important thing was the… blood, blood that dripped from your hands.

Sea lo que sea que ella haya hecho, te dolia demaciado el cuerpo, como si hubieses sido golpeada.

The moment she uncovered her eyes, you didn't know anything, just that memory, what had happened? She… forced you to do something you didn't want to?

Had she touched you too?

Certain intimate parts of your body hurt, did she do something to you?

If the blood wasn't his or yours… did that mean maybe you had killed someone?

Impossible

As someone like you could even hurt another person, you are just… someone fragile and weak, too naive and innocent to the point that it could be said that you are just… someone too foolish.

A quick thought ran through your mind, you looked at her quickly, the smile that you thought was affection now just looked… just arrogant…

Weapon.

You quickly searched your surroundings, if you hurt someone… that meant there was a weapon involved.

"Are you looking for this?" Her mocking voice called out to you. You quickly saw her again. "This is what you want to see so much?" She showed you the weapon.

You instinctively covered yourself when you saw the weapon fly from his hands, but you were able to calm down when the weapon just landed at your feet.

A pickaxe.

Dirty, rusty and old, fresh blood running down the tip.

You brought your legs closer to your chest, curling up on the ground, had you really done something like that? How? How!?

You felt the scaly texture imprisoning you, Yidhra's claws ran over your belly, rising slowly, brushing your breasts, collarbone, shoulders until reaching your face. Where she held you by the cheeks while she laughed.

"What's wrong my little Xia? Is there something you don't like?" She laughed.

"L-likes me? What's wrong with you!?" You tried to push her away but her grip was stronger.

His smile faded.

"Do you not like what I do for you?" She pressed harder on your cheeks. "Isn't that enough? Do you want more? Can I give you more"

You felt the burning of the wound on your cheek.

"W-what are you talking about? Of course I don't like this!" you shook yourself "What have you been doing to me all this time?" You grab her hands with the intention of moving them away from your face but she is stronger.

She was silent for a while, then laughed.

"What did I do to you?" She scoffed. "The real question here is. What have I not done to you yet?"

His hands came down once more, touching your chest affectionately, thick tears welling up on your terrified face.

"I've been too good to you this time and always rewarded you, isn't it time to take my reward too?"

Your clothes slowly parted from your body, you squeck in fright.

"Obey me like a good servant."

I will be gentle.

How about a Keigan Nicholas Keogh x fem s/o who’s super shy and affectionate (can be 18+ if you want)

❆Clerk Headcanons❆

Well, writing to Clerk will be difficult because we don't get a lot of information about her, but I can write with the little information we did have, so I'll do my best.

This is going to be more of a hc so sorry if you wanted a one-shot.

Warning: Conspiracy, obsession, f/f, shy!affecionate! reader, twisted justice.

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So how could this be?

Someone like her dating someone like you?

You're too shy to even think about talking to her.

Perhaps what attracted Keigan's attention was your dream for a just world, where people get the justice they deserve and those who do wrong get their punishment.

At the beginning of the relationship, your shyness was completely replaced by your affectionate way of relating to her.

Keigan doesn't care if you're too shy or too affectionate, she loves you for who you are.

You had to keep the relationship a secret, you knew the world couldn't stand to see them together, for people the fact that they were together was so frowned upon.

What both felt was true and pure love, neither your parents or other relatives would have to interfere in your relationship.

Keigan always had that desire to help people get the justice they wanted, his father fulfilled his dream… Through his brother. He wasn't fit to show justice, so she did what she had to do.He wasn't fit to show justice, so she did what she had to do.

Years passed and Keigan's dream came true, justice could be exercised as it should be. You were with her all that time, you were an accomplice in what she did to her brother.

You decided to shut up because you love her more than anything in the world and anything that made her happy also made you happy.

No one ever suspected anything of you and Keigan, no one would suspect Keigan's too shy friend and neither of her herself.

She only needs you and no one else, your shyness and affection completed her more than her justice. She would never let anything happen to you, eventually both of you would be together as it should be.

And it's only over until the fat lady sings.

Woah this was a bit off the original theme srry if this isn't what you wanted.i do my best at this when more is revealed about clerk i will do a rework of this headcanon.

Hunter Keigan x fem s/o who’s a big sofite, a bit of a klutz as well and blushes really easily.

❆CLERK HEADCANONS❆

I apologize for the delay! Sorry I can't give better material, if anyone wants to order please specify what you want. I will leave my master list so you can see my other materials.

This is the shortest thing I've done so far, I'm a bit busy and some keys don't work on my keyboard. srry </3

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Warning: Fluff, neutral gender,

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For Keigan this is cute and annoying at the same time.

She really likes it when you blush.

She will flatter you in any way possible to see your cheeks redden like a couple of strawberries.

Se likes to hold your cheeks when they're red, you're too cute.

The only thing she hates is that this effect can be applied by anyone who flatters you and she doesn't like that.

She would have no problem with you being a little clumsy, but please. Don't be near her when she's working.

You can be as clumsy as you want around her, except during her work hour.

She doesn't want you to trip and spill ink on her papers or worse, hurt yourself.

She will try to be attentive to you at any time so that you do not hurt yourself.

So please. Get away from the dish drawer before you-.

What did I tell you? God, you're a little troublemaker, what will she do with you?

Well first time I publish a drawing here

I also opened a Ko-Fi

If anyone is interested you can go see my Ko-Fi I will leave a link in my bio

I'm new so I'll see what to do

So for draw I based on the pose and skin of the Dream Witch's Leech

If you want you can help me by buying me a coffee! I'm totally fine with just one coffee!

Still writting a headcanon and one-shot...

I've also been working on the script for a game if someone is interested I'll probably post what it's about…

Masterlist. (Under construction)

Identity v

Hunters

Dream Witch.

The Naiad.

Clerk.

Survivors

Composer

List subject to updates and changes.

THE PERFECT GIRL: Cirque du Fleur

Summary — Cirque du Fleur, a beautiful and amazing place where you can go and find fun!

Unfortunately, not everything is beautiful in that circus, maybe on stage they are funny and kind, but behind the scenes they are totally different. And that Soleil will learn the hard way.

Warning — violence, death, minor protagonist, toxic relationship, harassment, forced relationship, supernatural.

Original work masterlist | Prologue: Cirque Du Fleur — next chapter(coming soon)

This work is available on Wattpad.

The lights illuminated the circus stage, it was the favorite part of the circus visitors, the act of the hoops, where the sweet dancer crosses through the hoops and begins to dance with them around her body.

While the other dancers spin around her with more hoops as they throw them into the air and then catch them while dancing on pointe like her.

But unfortunately, for them, none of that happened that day, because the dancer had broken her leg during practice and the doctors said that she would not be able to dance like before. For which she was officially out of the artistic activities of the circus.

With that inconvenience, the circus needed a new dancer for everyone's favorite act, because this was the one that made the masses come to see the circus and everything now depended on finding the perfect substitute who managed to capture the essence of elegance. in his dance, but also an incredible artistic demonstration.

That is what the young Leroux Soleil managed to prove, not only is she perfect at what she does, but her appearance captivates people. Her wavy sweet ginger-colored hair, her beautiful green eyes and her white skin added a beautiful touch to her appearance, plus her small body her thin and fragile arms and legs that gave her an air of innocence.

Unfortunately, not everything is beautiful in that circus, maybe on stage they are funny and kind, but behind the scenes they are totally different. And that Soleil will learn the hard way.

We agree that movies from the 60s to 90s are really great. Right?

Now we have really bad movies and only a few of them are hidden diamonds out there.

Although some 60s to 90s movies can be too bad movies after all.

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Fandoms I mostly wrote for!

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(Yeah only one lol)

(You can ask for aything, never bad to watch new things ehe)

I'll write:

Drabbles.

SFW.

Gore.

One-shots of average and long length. (But if u want more can ask for Two-shots or Three-shots.)

Horror.

I'll not write:

NSFW.

Suicide.

Pedophilia/Pederasty.

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COMPOSER HEADCANON

Warning: Fluff, dependent relationship.

Frederick is quite a sensitive person.

Previously, he was only admired for his handsome face and not for his talent, which affected him in some way.

He wants someone who admires and loves him for who he is, who sees his musical talent and not just sees a handsome face.

He wants you to have a decent life with him.

He will compose music just for you as a token of his love

He will be attentive to you at all times, he wants you to worry about him as much as he does about you.

Before arriving at the mansion he lived in Paris

He'll love to show you Paris once all this game is over…

Most of the relationship would be physical and emotional, they will constantly be clasping their hands, hugging and telling the other that everything will be fine.

In case the two of you have separate games, he will be distressed and worried about you the whole game.

And if you were to be together, he would be able to risk the game in order to save you, he would not forgive himself if they eliminated you.

He wouldn't abandon his lover at all, even if you tell him to run away, what kind of a knight would he be if he didn't save his beloved?

Probably everything ends badly but if everything ends well, he will hug you tightly murmuring that he never wants to leave you.

Frederick really loves you a lot.

What would he do if he lost you?