Reira383
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Eyes are reflection of the soul by Reira383
Fandoms: 저 그런 인재 아닙니다 | I'm Not That Kind of Talent (Webcomic)
22 Jun 2024
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In one of the chapters, a shaman gives Deon advice to pay close attention to any danger to his eyes...Although Death has come to make a contract with Deon and asks for his eyes as a medium for Deon's request, the world decides that he will not be getting what he wants.
In the end, Deon - who is both hated and adored by the world at the same time, after the death of the Demon King is punished by the world and is turned into a new Demon King - with his eye sclera turned black similar to how Caver's eyes were.
...After "Deon Hardt" has died, his soul does achieve immortality and eternal suffering, but as "The Demon King" now, who gradually forgets his name and wishes for nothing more than any living being that could soothe his loneliness... -
Karma is a bitch by Reira383
Fandoms: 저 그런 인재 아닙니다 | I'm Not That Kind of Talent (Webcomic)
22 Jun 2024
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(Novel spoilers!)
What if there were no karma issues at all and all characters could reincarnate to their next lives? However, your next life will be adjusted so that you would be able to have a chance at completing what you desired most in your previous life. That's how Cruel, Eduardo and Cavert have been reborn as brothers, all bound by one goal- to find Deon and make sure he is living a happy peaceful life, instead of one they've caused him the last time.
Deon, however, doesn't remember anything this time, so he is very confused on why is it these three guys are so obsessed with protecting him if they just met???? -
This time, Cruel will live by Reira383
Fandoms: 저 그런 인재 아닙니다 | I'm Not That Kind of Talent (Webcomic)
12 Mar 2024
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Caver (Demon King) Reincarnation AU! When after the OG novel events he decides to help Deon be happy and atone for his mistakes by freeing Arut and saving his brother.
Deon thinks Caver is forgiven and so… -
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...Well, he couldn't have lost his precious toy at that moment, could he?
Deon Hardt - his Zero Corps Commander, his Joker Card, his Open secret, his toy, his spy. His love, but he would never say that. Nuh-huh, that would scare the little fox away.
He might just confess once Arut fully and completely falls into his arms for him to use as he pleases. That might be entertaining. He'd bet that would make Arut crack his emotionless facade, and give Caver a split second sight of his bewildered face. He might or might not say it, would probably depend on his mood.
...But would all this matter if Deon were to die right now?
- "...I'll give you 90% of everything I have," Caver smiled softly, as he caressed Deon's hair, "My love." -
Our love song to you, Dear Arut by Reira383
Fandoms: 저 그런 인재 아닙니다 | I'm Not That Kind of Talent (Webcomic)
07 Mar 2024
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(Modern AU) Deon planned on confessing to his university crush, as he was quite confident that the person of his adoration liked him back… So why is it that he woke up next to another guy? Moreover, he was caught by his brother’s best friend and now he needs to make sure that Eduardo doesn’t tell about that to his brother… At first, he seemed to be having everything under control, but boy, how could he known that all of these guys are best of friends?!
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five missed opportunities (and a year-long contract) by clussy-destroyer (crescentchat)
Fandoms: Marionetta (Webcomic)
17 Dec 2024
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A quiet conversation, a spur-of-the-moment mission, a dandelion bursting, an old desk, and the morning sunshine. Whatever could stop Julia from completing her task? Perhaps a man with gilded hair and spirit.
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21 Apr 2024
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“Hello,” the man curtly greeted with a nod, azure eyes settling on her figure. “Are you the infamous witch who can, according to the rumors, ‘brew miracles and grant impossible wishes?’”
Lumine let out a snort, correcting with practiced patience, “Unfortunately, granting wishes is a complete myth. But, I am indeed a witch, who can at least attempt to brew miracles. What exactly do you require?”
“Well, then; if it isn’t too much trouble, I simply request”—he paused, gaze unwavering—“a love potion.”
She stood still in the doorway, eyes widening, mouth slightly agape. “A… what?”