#bringvalkoback

Here is Valko's version ladies 🤭 (I tagged everyone that enjoyed the last one)

Warnings/Tropes: Explicit, MDNI, Breeding Kink, cumflation, knotting, size difference, overstimulation, DubCon.

Rest of the Li’s here

You had just entered Valko’s research lab, hoping to possibly catch him for a little lunch break together. 

As the door slid shut behind you, you paused to look around. Your eyes were pulled by the various beeping and blinking of the advanced tech surrounding you, but there was no sign of the redhead anywhere. 

“Valko?!” You called out, to no response. Stepping deeper into the facility, you reminded yourself that he had granted you unrestricted access to his equipment, space, and personnel; You figured he certainly wouldn't mind you making yourself at home while you waited. 

Then, a gleam in the corner of your eye drew your attention. You turned to look at it, only to find Valko’s nightprowl suit, all pristine and shiny, displayed in a sleek glass case. A devious idea popped into your head. I meannn, he did say you could use anything you wanted. 

So there you were, drowning in the enormous jacket. You had initially intended to try on the whole suit, but the boots alone proved to be absurdly heavy, tiring your feet after just a few steps. Realizing the rest of the gear would be just as exhausting, you settled for just the overcoat, the one that spanned Valko's entire length, complete with the hood and ear slots. 

You had to admit, though, that it was insanely comfy. The hem of it, which almost hit Valko's feet when he wore it, was now pooling at the floor, acting as a makeshift mop as you walked around the lab. The hood, meanwhile, completely covered your head, and in fact half your face too, the ear pockets flopping around without the usual support Valko’s ears provided. 

You told yourself you'd put it back before he came, but the plush warmth draping over your shoulders made it too easy to delay, until the man himself finally came back into his office. 

Uh oh. You sheepishly turned around to the sound of a door clicking shut, finding Valko standing there with his head tilted and a brow cocked, the corner of his mouth twitching upward in amusement. Yet, when he caught the full view of you when you turned around, his breath hitched and his eyes darkened imperceptibly. He noticed how small and vulnerable you looked enveloped in his gear, your face caught in a guilty expression with those droopy, puppy-like ears adorning your head.

Obviously, Valko was a werewolf. And he was well aware that this came with certain... wolfish instincts. Yet right now, how intensely territorial he felt towards you surprised even himself, and it took him all his will to not immediately pin your small body up against a wall and shove his dick in you all the way till you were filled with him. 

“Valko– I need a break- hic,” you whimpered breathily, your voice utterly tired from the hours he’d spent dutifully worshipping you and your practically abused hole.

“I know love, just a little bit longer. You’ll hold out for me, won't you?” he cooed. But contrasting with his gentle voice, his pace didn't seem to falter in the slightest. His pupils were blown out to the point where no iris was shown, looking at you draped over one of his desks, entirely naked, the heavy jacket long since discarded on the floor. 

You twitched under his tight grip, stupidly big hands enough to wrap around your waist entirely. You initially already had a hard time adjusting to his cock, taking a long time of him just eating you out before you could even begin to handle it. But what made it worse later on was his goddamn knot.

Every ounce of restraint vanished from him, making you endure round after round of him filling you with his seed, his knot keeping everything inside you. Yet, after a point, even that didn't stop his cum from leaking out. The deranged man almost lost his mind when he saw that, shoving everything back with his dick and fingers, hellbent on breeding you till your womb practically inflated from all that was pumped into you. 

And oh did he love to see it, “ngh- Just so adorable for me aren't you pup,” he said, more to himself than you, shoving his thumb in your mouth, moaning as you immediately sucked on it. “Such a good girl. You’ll let me cum in you again yeah?” 

“W-wait, no more,” you barely managed out. All the pressure inside your cunt was making you dizzy, and you would be kidding yourself if you said you could take any more, but Valko obviously had other plans. 

He moved his hands to let one rub on your clit, while the other, cruelly nonetheless, pushed onto where your belly bulged out. The pressure of it all made you explode yet again, an orgasm crashing through you intensely, your mind blanking out till all you could think of was him and his massive fucking cock. 

Valko smirked, his canines showing through as he took a little advantage of your clouded state. “Please? You want my babies dont you, want me to breed you full till we have a damn litter.” 

He leaned forward to kiss your fucked-out self, the two of you moaning into each other's mouths as you completely lost yourself to the pleasure.  

“Yesyesyesyes I want you val”

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I'm never moving on from him, I fear. 🐺

Here's to what should have been 😓

it doesn’t matter if he has work, or if his pack needs him, or even if he’s having his own crisis.

nothing is more important than his mate.

“c’mere, short stack,” he says, pulling you into his lap.

he already has his ears and tail out, wrapping his arms around you tightly, his tail landing in your lap so you can run your hands through the fur to calm yourself.

Valko keeps his head buried in the crook of your neck, tracking your scent as he holds you. he doesn’t push for answers, doesn’t ask what’s wrong. he just waits until your tears are under control enough for you to speak again.

“I feel so silly,” you say, still petting his tail. “they’re just pixels. why am I crying this much?”

Valko nuzzles you, readjusting you on his lap so as much of him is pressed against you as possible.

“pixels or not, that doesn’t make them any less real to your brain. or to your heart. not when you’ve loved them as much as you have.”

you sniffle, trying to pull yourself together, but Valko doesn’t move. after a while, he asks you to pull your phone out and show him your favorite game.

“tell me everything about them, short stack. I want to love them just as much as you do. they can even join the pack.”

so you do.

you don’t know how long the two of you stay on the floor, you in his lap, as you walk Valko through all of your favorite characters and storylines. but it doesn’t matter.

he’s not in a hurry. he’ll be there as long as you need, even if you’re there all night.

But I have had this hollow pit in my stomach for the last four hours since Infold dropped that letter.

It genuinely doesn't feel real.

I was so excited for Valko. Not just because "new LI yay," but because I was excited to see where the story was going. His Myth PVs hinted at so much, especially after where TOY left us. The livestream literally said we'd be learning more about the Aethercore. I was ready to start putting pieces together, theorizing, screaming with everyone over every little reveal.

And now...

Nothing.

It just feels so... hopeless.

I wanted to meet him.

I wanted to write him.

I already had fic ideas floating around in my head. I wanted to learn how he spoke, how he texted, what kind of humor he had, what made him angry, what made him laugh, what little habits he'd have that fandom would inevitably latch onto. I wanted to see the tiny details that make a character feel alive before trying to capture that in my own writing.

And now I don't know if I'll ever get that chance.

Part of me is desperately clinging to the hope that he'll come back somehow. That Infold will see just how many people genuinely support Valko despite everything that's happened. That they'll realize deleting him isn't the answer and find another way.

But then the other part of me...the pessimistic par is sitting here asking... Is this it?

Is this really how it ends?

His content is still up. His PVs are still there. And I keep opening them, checking them, almost expecting them to disappear too. Like if they vanish, then it'll finally feel official.

I don't know.

I'm just... really in my feelings right now.

All photos in this post taken from @RinieRin7 account on X

Hey I tweaked the story a bit to address the current situation with Valko.. thanks beta for the second revise you’ve been patient with me 💖

The rain comes down hard, turning the world into a blur of grey. You stand under the small roof of the convenience store, shivering as your clothes stick to your skin like ice. Your day’s a disaster—the bus broke down, your feet are soaked, and you’re just done with it all.

You’re about to run home when you notice a cardboard box pushed against the wall. A note is scribbled on it in messy black marker: ADOPT ME.

With a tired sigh, you kneel down. "What kind of person leaves a box out in this weather?" you grumble, your voice shaking a little.

You carefully open the lid. You’re expecting a kitten, but you freeze. Inside is a small hybrid. He has bright red hair and two sets of ears—human ones and a pair of fluffy, soaking-wet wolf ears. He pulls his ears flat against his head, shivering and whimpering as if he expects you to hit him.

Your heart breaks.

"Hey, hey… it’s okay," you whisper, trying to sound as gentle as possible. "I’m not going to hurt you. I promise."

You fumble through your bag with numb fingers and pull out a chocolate bar. You wince. "Ah, wait. You probably can't have this, can you? It’s not exactly a real dinner."

The boy sniffs the air, his nose twitching. His stomach growls loudly, and he looks up at you with big, glassy eyes. He looks so sad it makes your chest ache.

"Okay, look, just a tiny bit, alright?" You break off a small piece and hold it out. He hesitates, ears flicking nervously, before he leans forward and licks it from your hand. His tongue is warm, and for a second, the cold doesn't feel so bad.

You reach out and gently pat his messy red hair. He winces at first, but then he leans into your hand, letting out a long, shaky breath.

"You’re a good boy," you murmur, brushing his wet hair aside. "Who could leave someone like you behind?"

The heavy rain finally starts to slow down. "Look at that," you say, standing up. "Finally, I can go home."

You take a few steps away, but then you stop. You look back.

He hasn't moved. He’s still sitting in the box, watching you walk away. He isn't crying or barking for help. He just looks at you with a quiet, sad acceptance, as if he knows he doesn't belong to anyone. It’s like he’s saying goodbye.

The sight hurts more than the cold rain. Without thinking, you turn around and scoop him up. He’s light, shivering, and smells like wet fur. He stiffens, then lets out a soft, surprised whimper as you tuck him inside your jacket, holding him close to your chest.

"I’m taking you home," you say firmly. "But you have to promise to behave, okay?"

His head rests against your heart, and his breathing finally slows down. As you start walking, his small hand curls into your shirt, gripping it tight—like he’s afraid that if he lets go, he’ll be lost again.

"You don't have a name, do you?" You look down and see his eyes drifting shut. He’s finally safe, and he knows it. "You’re a wolf, so how does the name Valko sound?"

He lets out a quiet, happy huff against your chest. As you turn the corner toward your home, the clouds part just a little, letting a sliver of light shine down on you both. You aren't just bringing home a stray anymore, you’re bringing home a friend.

"Let's go home, Valko."

I included a petition here—help us save our baby wolf 💔

From a fellow hunter in Shanghai. She allowed me to repost and says others can as well when getting in touch with Papergames/InFold.

Here is the text to copy and paste:

I hereby lodge a formal protest. Please do not brush this off with official rhetoric; please record this directly and escalate it to higher authorities.

The sudden removal of a character that had already been announced constitutes false advertising, breach of trust, and a violation of the consumer contract. Players invested time, emotion, and money in preparation based on the official preview; unilaterally removing the character is a serious violation of consumer rights, and we reserve the right to pursue all legal remedies.

This does nothing to improve the current public perception; it will only cement the label of “untrustworthy” even more firmly. Not only will it fail to recover revenue, but it will also make it clear to all observers that your company can arbitrarily renege on its promises.

Our demands are clear and non-negotiable:

First, Ao Yin must be released immediately as the official male lead, with all previously announced promotional materials, card artwork, storylines, and companion events—not a single one omitted;

Second, the official team of *Love & Deep Space* must issue a formal, public, and sincere apology to all players who love Ao Yin.

Please provide a substantive response to the above two points.

You can contact Infold at these email addresses

For Global Server

[email protected]

China Server

[email protected]

Taiwan, Hong Kong, & Macau Server

[email protected]

Japan Server