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Hi! I'm Rach (she/her), 26, INTJ, aspiring writer with too much time on her hands and no Big Idea™️ yet, so here I am, playing with fictional men like puppets, mwa ha ha
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disappointed is an understatement for the fact that a vocal minority of parasocial liars essentially throwing a week long tantrum is what’s finally stuck.
im extra disappointed from a game standpoint because i know there was going to be a lot of lore added and explained with his introduction bc of his position that we’re now missing out on, and the potential delays in already long awaited updates that re-workshopping this change will cause.
also just genuinely surprised because at the very least, from a business standpoint, all the sunken cost for him alone feels like it should’ve been the last resort for them to do this and not the first solution, since they’ll never make any money back on him now.
last but most important, not only are the players impacted here, but this widespread tantrum and attempt to strong arm a company over a game is having real life impacts on the writing team that was hired for Valko, all the voice actors and cosplayers and motion capture actors for him, and an entire design and animation team I’m sure. so yay, you nuked the real world just to get your fake world to be exactly as you want it …
Wasn't gonna write for Valko before his release, but I saw this tweet and couldn't resist doing a little something for it! On Valko-writing lockdown henceforth, but if this ends up being in any way in character? Huzzah!
(Will be writing more for him so feel free to send any requests if you enjoy!)
Balcony Invasion
Valko x Reader (slight xavier x reader)
Summary: It was bold of Valko to assume your balcony is private!! It's not 💕
You’re not sure what’s more distracting— the man on your balcony, or the flower petals.
“Take me in for the night,” he’s saying, as your eyes track the pale blue petal that floats down behind him; you’re trying to be subtle. Don’t look at it. Don’t. Look.
You shake your head. “Slow down. You can’t come in, are you kidding? Stranger danger, and all that. I don’t know you, not really.”
“I know you.”
“Well that’s just not true, is it?” Another petal is drifting down, light against the backdrop of a dark Linkon skyline. Don’t look. “And spare me the ‘you smell like my soulmate’ crap— I don’t wanna hear it. You’ve got some nerve, y’know. Acting all familiar just because you get off on my shampoo.”
Valko huffs, amused. “It’s a biological instinct, not a line.”
“What part of ‘spare me’ got lost in translation?”
You splay your fingers over his chest, because he’s leaning forwards, encroaching: hanging onto your every word like his teeth could make a home there. But he likes the touch. Grins. “Trying to muzzle me?”
“No! I—”
“It’s a little too late.” He stands with a stretch, dropping down onto your balcony from the safety rail (which is being horrifically misused, by the way). Then he’s in front of you, looming over you; the man has no regard at all for personal space. “So you gonna invite me in? Or do you want me to beg? Because I can— tch, ugh!”
A flower petal is attacking his face, and his nose is wrinkled, his yellow eyes crossed.
“What the—?” he grumbles.
A voice drifts down from above you both:
“They love me… they love me not. They love me… they love me not. They love me…”
You fold your arms, squinting up at Xavier, who’s leant wistfully on the balcony above yours. He plucks petals from a flower as he whispers into the night, and the moon, ever his co-conspirator, is bathing his melancholy in silver.
Valko frowns upwards. The latest petal is spiralling down towards his face again, and he sends it away with a pointed puff of breath. “Hey… hey, you!” he calls out, a surprising amount of sympathy sanding down his gruffness; it might even be empathy. “You okay up there?”
Xavier sighs softly. “I’m okay.”
For the love of— “Xavier.” You step towards your balcony’s edge so you can stare up at him more fully. “This isn’t what it looks like, okay? He’s just a friend! Not even that, really.”
“They love me…” Xavier muses on.
Valko glances at you. “You know him?”
“He’s my partner. From work,” you’re quick to add. Too quick.
“They love me not.”
“Oh cut it out, Xavi! Fine! He’s more than my partner. It’s… complicated. Valko, that’s Xavier. Xavier… this is Valko.”
Xavier finally turns his eyes down on you both, and he smiles warmly, giving a wave. “Hi.”
That’s not a good smile, that’s his secretly-plotting-a-murder smile.
“Uh… hey,” Valko answers.
“Xavier? I’m okay, really. I can handle this myself.”
“I know you can.” Xavier’s chin rests, propped up by his hand; the half-plucked flower tickles his cheek. You can’t see his other hand, which means it’s down by his side, holding his sword. “But I’m here if you need me. Always.”
“Thanks.” And you are grateful. On edge, but grateful. “I’m good, though. Promise. Got it under control.”
“Yeah?” Valko’s shadow is swallowing you again. “Think you’ve got what it takes to tame the wol—?”
You press a finger to his mouth, smiling innocently up at Xavier, whose gaze has gone narrow. Oblivious to the danger, Valko smirks, then tries to nip at your fingertip. You wish you did have a muzzle.
“Night, Xavier!” you dismiss sweetly.
“Goodnight,” he murmurs back, because he does— despite his worry, and the stranger still trying to playfully catch your finger in his mouth— trust you. He withdraws from his vantage point, sword swung back against his shoulder and glinting ominously. A blink-and-you-miss-it threat, just like the rest of him.
A slow breath leaves your lips. You flick Valko square in the middle of his forehead.
"Ah..." he winces, face scrunched, but his pupils dilate in excitement. “Where were we?”
“You were about five sentences away from propositioning me, I think.”
“Fifteen, actually. Now who’s acting familiar?”
You’re about to scoff and say something else— something along the lines of you having no intention, whatsoever, of letting his ridiculous (albeit, very fine) ass into your home— when a loud squawk interrupts you. Your body goes tense.
A red-eyed crow is perched on your balcony rail, watching. By extension, a nosy, red-eyed man, too.
Valko sneers at where Mephisto is hunched, all bristling black feathers, being buffeted by the wind. “That’s a weird-looking thing.”
“That’s Mephisto.”
“Huh?”
Mephisto caws in indignance, his cover betrayed. You tug Valko into your apartment. “C’mon. If we’re gonna be hanging out, there’s some stuff you should know.”
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Thank you for all the love on this, guys 😭🫶 I’m gonna reply to individual comments and stuff but honestly I’m still reeling from everything that happened today, I’m so disappointed.
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Wasn't gonna write for Valko before his release, but I saw this tweet and couldn't resist doing a little something for it! On Valko-writing lockdown henceforth, but if this ends up being in any way in character? Huzzah!
(Will be writing more for him so feel free to send any requests if you enjoy!)
Balcony Invasion
Valko x Reader (slight xavier x reader)
Summary: It was bold of Valko to assume your balcony is private!! It's not 💕
You’re not sure what’s more distracting— the man on your balcony, or the flower petals.
“Take me in for the night,” he’s saying, as your eyes track the pale blue petal that floats down behind him; you’re trying to be subtle. Don’t look at it. Don’t. Look.
You shake your head. “Slow down. You can’t come in, are you kidding? Stranger danger, and all that. I don’t know you, not really.”
“I know you.”
“Well that’s just not true, is it?” Another petal is drifting down, light against the backdrop of a dark Linkon skyline. Don’t look. “And spare me the ‘you smell like my soulmate’ crap— I don’t wanna hear it. You’ve got some nerve, y’know. Acting all familiar just because you get off on my shampoo.”
Valko huffs, amused. “It’s a biological instinct, not a line.”
“What part of ‘spare me’ got lost in translation?”
You splay your fingers over his chest, because he’s leaning forwards, encroaching: hanging onto your every word like his teeth could make a home there. But he likes the touch. Grins. “Trying to muzzle me?”
“No! I—”
“It’s a little too late.” He stands with a stretch, dropping down onto your balcony from the safety rail (which is being horrifically misused, by the way). Then he’s in front of you, looming over you; the man has no regard at all for personal space. “So you gonna invite me in? Or do you want me to beg? Because I can— tch, ugh!”
A flower petal is attacking his face, and his nose is wrinkled, his yellow eyes crossed.
“What the—?” he grumbles.
A voice drifts down from above you both:
“They love me… they love me not. They love me… they love me not. They love me…”
You fold your arms, squinting up at Xavier, who’s leant wistfully on the balcony above yours. He plucks petals from a flower as he whispers into the night, and the moon, ever his co-conspirator, is bathing his melancholy in silver.
Valko frowns upwards. The latest petal is spiralling down towards his face again, and he sends it away with a pointed puff of breath. “Hey… hey, you!” he calls out, a surprising amount of sympathy sanding down his gruffness; it might even be empathy. “You okay up there?”
Xavier sighs softly. “I’m okay.”
For the love of— “Xavier.” You step towards your balcony’s edge so you can stare up at him more fully. “This isn’t what it looks like, okay? He’s just a friend! Not even that, really.”
“They love me…” Xavier muses on.
Valko glances at you. “You know him?”
“He’s my partner. From work,” you’re quick to add. Too quick.
“They love me not.”
“Oh cut it out, Xavi! Fine! He’s more than my partner. It’s… complicated. Valko, that’s Xavier. Xavier… this is Valko.”
Xavier finally turns his eyes down on you both, and he smiles warmly, giving a wave. “Hi.”
That’s not a good smile, that’s his secretly-plotting-a-murder smile.
“Uh… hey,” Valko answers.
“Xavier? I’m okay, really. I can handle this myself.”
“I know you can.” Xavier’s chin rests, propped up by his hand; the half-plucked flower tickles his cheek. You can’t see his other hand, which means it’s down by his side, holding his sword. “But I’m here if you need me. Always.”
“Thanks.” And you are grateful. On edge, but grateful. “I’m good, though. Promise. Got it under control.”
“Yeah?” Valko’s shadow is swallowing you again. “Think you’ve got what it takes to tame the wol—?”
You press a finger to his mouth, smiling innocently up at Xavier, whose gaze has gone narrow. Oblivious to the danger, Valko smirks, then tries to nip at your fingertip. You wish you did have a muzzle.
“Night, Xavier!” you dismiss sweetly.
“Goodnight,” he murmurs back, because he does— despite his worry, and the stranger still trying to playfully catch your finger in his mouth— trust you. He withdraws from his vantage point, sword swung back against his shoulder and glinting ominously. A blink-and-you-miss-it threat, just like the rest of him.
A slow breath leaves your lips. You flick Valko square in the middle of his forehead.
"Ah..." he winces, face scrunched, but his pupils dilate in excitement. “Where were we?”
“You were about five sentences away from propositioning me, I think.”
“Fifteen, actually. Now who’s acting familiar?”
You’re about to scoff and say something else— something along the lines of you having no intention, whatsoever, of letting his ridiculous (albeit, very fine) ass into your home— when a loud squawk interrupts you. Your body goes tense.
A red-eyed crow is perched on your balcony rail, watching. By extension, a nosy, red-eyed man, too.
Valko sneers at where Mephisto is hunched, all bristling black feathers, being buffeted by the wind. “That’s a weird-looking thing.”
“That’s Mephisto.”
“Huh?”
Mephisto caws in indignance, his cover betrayed. You tug Valko into your apartment. “C’mon. If we’re gonna be hanging out, there’s some stuff you should know.”
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Hiiiiii, dropping by with a request if that's okay!! 🥹
On theme with the latest LADS banner, would love some headcanons or drabbles (dealer's choice!!) about a cinema date with any or all of the guys! Or a cozy movie night at home, or ideas about what kinda movies you think they'd each like! If you wanna do a more personal one, maybe your fave LI reacting to any of your fave movies? Sorry I'm just sorta throwing lots of randomness at you lol, hopefully some of it sparks some inspiration but of course no pressure and no rush!
Anyway yeah! Hope you're having a nice day! 💕💕
Well, since you were pretty much okay with anything, I decided to write for Xavier! I don't know why him. Not my fave. More like my bestie or long lost twin. I just thought he'd enjoy movie dates the most out of all the LIs. Plus, I don't really have any ideas for the rest of the LIs (except Sylus), so I just stuck with Xavier for now. I don't really watch movies (I prefer series), so I kept it vague. Thanks for the req!! <3
cw: mild hurt w/ comfort, fluff.
wc: 1.0k
The good thing about dating your colleague was that you and Xavier would seldom have to worry about mismatched routines. On most days (save for when you were assigned different missions), you clocked in at the same time, caught glimpses of one another maneuvering throughout the workplace, and by the end of the day, you would find him waiting for you by the HQ's gate, clutching a paper bag with drinks to sip on the way home.
Even with such remarkable compatibility, you and Xavier stumbled upon days when things would not go your way. A mission gone wrong ended up with one of you staying over to write a damage report. A civilian gone missing within the no-hunt-zone called for an extensive search operation. Vastly differing missions assigned would mostly warrant trips by air, stretching hundreds of kilometers between you on the night meant to be reserved for dates.
For the past week, the two of you had been suspiciously plagued with such drawbacks, almost as if fate herself had damned your plans. The mission went wrong after your inexperienced hunting partner had managed to sneak off and use a flash beacon to enrage a multi-eyed wanderer despite the first cardinal rule of dealing with it stating, do not, under any circumstances, expose the beast to light.
Alas, the beast concealed its protocore and entered a state far more powerful and erratic than usual. Nothing you couldn't handle, of course. But the same could not be said about your hunting partner, who had ended up with broken limbs as you struggled to juggle three cups: eliminating the wanderer, ensuring it doesn't reach civilian property, and keeping him alive.
After that, a child mistaking Xavier's tall silhouette for a wanderer had run deeper into the woods as he extended his hand, forcing hunters in that area to halt operations and search for the missing child. Five hours later, they discovered her hiding atop a tree branch, utilizing her small size to blend into the darkness and look just like foliage.
And just as the two of you had begun settling into your couches, your hunter's watch beeped, and you had been summoned to the association in a hurry. That very night, you had been shipped off to Skyhaven on an emergency mission, sacrificing both your sleep and your precious time that was to be spent cuddling on the couch with your boyfriend.
Such is the dismal fate of a hunter.
After this, with neither of you willing to tolerate another disturbance, the two of you planned a movie date the night of your return. Finally, a moment of peace to yourselves. A night that belongs only to the two of you. After a week of unexpected events, today, the day must go according to your plans.
Except...
"What's that smell?"
"Hm?"
You raised your nose, flaring your nostrils to inhale a large whiff of air.
"Something's burning."
Xavier paused the show. The arm slung over your shoulder lifted as he turned in the direction you were facing.
"Did we..."
Before he could finish his sentence, your eyes widened. "Xav—th-the popcorn!"
A part of you knew not to let Xavier near any kitchen appliance, yet it ached you to put such little trust in him as well. After all, he is an adult. Surely, instant popcorn in a microwave wasn't out of his league? You knew him to microwave takeout regularly either way, so, surely this was something well within his capabilities?
The popcorn came out as a lump of charcoal—almost indecipherable from it—reeking of a strange smell (which you later identified as burnt butter). You weren't sure whether the greater issue was how Xavier set the microwave to 10 minutes on high heat, or how he had dunked the kernels in a full stick of butter.
In that moment, watching the smoke escape the appliance like winding tentacles, with lungs full of burnt butter, eyes examining the almost alien sight of horribly scorched popcorn, it was almost as if the exhaustion built-up over the week had returned. Or perhaps, it was always there, now only resurfacing from beneath the still waters. But this time, it came with finality. You weren't angry. You couldn't be. At the sight of your lover standing hunched in a corner, anxiously rubbing the back of his neck, stealing glances at you with bleary eyes, your heart melted. The annoyance dissipated. Instead, you felt numb.
Burnt popcorn wasn't a big deal. On a normal day, you'd laugh it off, chalk it up to one of Xavier's many endearing kitchen accidents. But after a week of nothing going your way, the popcorn was the last straw.
You held the tears back. You dumped the bowl into the bin, paying no mind to the charcoal bouncing off the rim. Only then did Xavier notice the grim look etched upon your countenance. Before you could storm off, he caught your hand in his.
"Are you... mad?"
You wiped a few tears with the back of your sleeve.
"No."
He loosened his grip, moving his body in front of you.
"Frustrated?"
He held his arms open.
As the tears rushed to overwhelm you, you buried yourself within his arms.
"It's just!—" you gasped between hiccups, "Nothing has been going our way. It just—"
"Shh," he pulled you closer until the warmth of his hoodie was all you could feel, "I get it."
It was only when your sniffles had died down when Xavier released you from his embrace. He held you by the shoulders, staring into your eyes with a determined softness. "Fate tried to tear us apart this whole week, yet, in the end, it led me to your arms once more."
A soft smile graced your lips. "Maybe she throws tantrums sometimes as well."
"Mm." Xaviier interlocked your fingers with his. "Together, we're stronger than Gods. So," he snatched another packet of instant popcorn from the counter, "Let's reclaim this night and make it ours."
Your smile morphed into a grin. "A movie marathon?"
Xavier nodded.
"I'll let you choose. But, first," he grabbed a bowl, "Maybe you should give me some pointers this time?"
Aaaaaa hiiiii!! 🥹 Thank you so much for the asks tehe, love youuu!!! 💕
What song makes you feel better?
Somewhere There's A Someone, by Dean Martin! Any song by him honestly-- he's been my fave singer since I was like 12, so his voice is so nostalgic for me 😭
4. What's your favorite feeling?
I lead school trips at work, and I love at the end of the day when the kids wave goodbye and say they've had the best day ever, it's the greatest feeling. It's the same whenever someone says my writing has cheered them up! The world is mostly terrible so to bring anyone any joy feels like I'm fighting back against how terrible it is ahaha
19. Have you ever written or received a love letter?
I've written a couple! More for introspection and the chance to write something pretty than with any intention of sending one. I've never rly dated and I don't get crushes all that often-- my letters would have been wasted on the crushes I've had, honestly 😭
Never received one! (oof that made my heart actually ache a bit typing it out 🥀)
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This isn't a criticism or anything profound I just want a place to yap about my thoughts and feelings after the trailer really!
Really liking what we've seen of his personality so far! I'm interested to see how much he switches between stoicism vs silliness, how much he masks, if at all, especially if he is a foil to Rafayel.
I wanna know how much of a public figure he is, what persona he puts on, because that could be a rly interesting parallel to Raf too.
I'm still not fussed about the werewolf angle (don't @ me, the cat banner is one of the only multis I never pulled for, it's not my thing! 😭) but I'm not particularly fussed about Raf's fishie side or Sy's dragon side either-- from a PHYSICAL attribute/attraction standpoint only; I do love all the lore! So I'm hoping I'll feel the same way about this.
If Valko has any kind of home/culture, and it IS thriving, as an antithesis of Raf's situation? I'll eat that up honestly. (sorry raf!)
Aesthetically he's cute!! I do see what people mean, there're a few angles where I can see a resemblance to the others, but it's not constant. I wish they'd pushed a liiiitle further to give him more of a distinct look, but I get that they're worried about straying from the formula.
His meeting MC does seem to share a lot with Sy's, but I'm reserving judgement until we've seen more and gotten more context!!
All of the LIs are such different personalities so I'm hoping the more we see of Valko, the more he'll come into his own. I have faith! Idk how but I do!!
Sad they were sorta forced to show all this before the livestream though-- I hope we get a few things saved as a surprise otherwise what's the point of a livestream at all y'know 😭😭
Hoping the main story can progress now with ALL of the characters now that the wolf's out of the bag! I'm excited to see where they take it and how this is all going to tie-in. This game has lost me a little but the main story always brings me right back.
tl;dr: I'm excited!! Raf and Sy are sorta cemented as my mains and I don't see that changing since I love them both to bits, but the 3rd fave spot is wide open, so Valko could make the top 3!
If nothing else, I'll be down to write for him once he's out and I'm more familiar with him! Should be fun tehe
(and if anyone wants to yap about this hit me up pls pls pls!! inbox and dms are open 💕)
Gotta dash to work but I’ll share my thoughts on Valko when I get back!! Need to rewatch the trailer a couple times, but some of it looks rly exciting 🥹
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Many folks unfamiliar with Asian mythologies have expressed confusion regarding the addition of another LI. Truth be told, the existence of 6 LIs was part of the narrative’s design from the very beginning. This is because the story’s foundational lore is deeply rooted in Vedic and Buddhist traditions. And numerous elements of it’s worldbuilding, symbolisms, and structure draw inspiration from these scriptural and philosophical sources.
“Love And Deepspace” is a story about the perpetual cycle of संसार (Saṃsāra). As the MC, we are trapped within the cycle of never-ending suffering across countless lifetimes and timelines. Our journey is to break free from this eternal cycle, and transcend the suffering that binds us to it. The LIs are not merely romantic interests, but essential companions in that pursuit.
Each of them carries a unique connection to the MC across time, and each plays a vital role in guiding her towards the resolution of this long-standing Kārmic entanglement. It is precisely for this reason that all of them exist within the current timeline simultaneously. Their presence is neither arbitrary, nor accidental. It is a fundamental part of the narrative’s deeper mythological and philosophical framework.
To understand the purpose of the LIs, one must first understand the cycle of Saṃsāra: भवचक्र (Bhāvāchākrā). This cycle of existence which encompasses birth, suffering, death, and rebirth is divided into 6 Realms where sentient beings reside in. Each of these Realms is intrinsically linked to one of the LIs featured in the game —
🔥 Rafayel: देवलोक (Devālokā)
God Realm of pleasure and pride
🏹 Zayne: असुरलोक (Asurālokā)
Demi-God Realm of jealousy and strife
🗡️ Xavier: मनुष्यलोक (Mānuṣhyalokā)
Human Realm of opportunity and enlightenment
🌕 Valko: पशुलोक (Pāśhulokā)
Animal Realm of instinct, fear, and servitude
🩸 Sylus: निर्ऋतिलोक (Nirṛtilokā)
Underworld Realm of chaos and decay
🪷 Caleb: प्रेतलोक (Pretālokā)
Hungry-Ghost Realm of endless insatiable hunger
As we know, each LI possesses unique abilities and latent potential beyond their Evols, granting them the power to create, shape, preserve, or dismantle whatever they deem necessary. The intricate Strings of Fate connecting the LIs to MC was deliberately woven by CosmicMC Herself.
It’s purpose was to ensure that Her vessel on Earth could draw upon Her true power through all 6 Realms, with the aid of every LI. Only by uniting these connections can She access the fullness of Her divine potential, and ultimately shatter the endless cycle of anguish that has bound Her across countless lifetimes.
Needless to say, it is unlikely that any additional LIs will be introduced to the game. With Valko’s arrival, the narrative now possesses all the pieces it was designed to have from the very beginning, allowing the story to finally move forward.
[⚠️ Please note: There are numerous realms of the Underworld described throughout Vedic scriptures. I chose to highlight the one that appears most relevant to Sylus’s storyline. Pretāloka is another such realm, and it has connections to Caleb’s narrative. If anyone is interested in Vedic mythology and would like to learn more about these realms beyond the context of the game, please feel free to ask. I would be delighted to share and discuss them further. 🤍]
🔖 I would also like to add that primordial cosmic entities, such as Gods, are not beings who concern themselves with the opinions or expectations of mortals. In that regard, CosmicMC is no different. Much of what has transpired throughout the narrative can be viewed as the manifestation of Her own will, unfolding according to a design far beyond mortal comprehension, much like the whims of Deities within the real world. To truly appreciate the lore presented in this game, one must approach it through a non-Abrahamic lens. And remain receptive towards Vedic and Pagan beliefs, philosophies, and cultural traditions.
