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Oh, Vincent. What happened?
When Vincent Whittman, your college sweetheart turned egomaniac TV personality, killed you both in a mass electrocution, you decided that you would leave that life behind, leave him behind. That was not your Husband anymore, that was Vox, a reminder of the shell of the man you once knew, once loved, and the evil you just stood by and let him commit.
You don't even know if he was looking for you, if he even cared or if he left you behind with his old self, but when you foolishly get caught by his "marketing tactics", aka hypnosis, and he catches wind that his angel was down here with him, lost (and definitely not hiding), that old life, and the many many feelings that are attached, come quickly catching up to you.
Set before S1!!
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30 May 2026
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sylus carefully dressing your wounds by snoozer_crow
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
20 Feb 2026
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he then pulls you tightly into his embrace, enveloping you in his arms and hunching over your smaller form, trying in vain to protect you from invisible threats that he can't fight off with his evol. like a dragon guarding his most precious treasure. as if he just held you tight enough, if he just implored you desperately enough, you'd choose his help next time.
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- Part 31 of sylus! 🐦⬛
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20 Feb 2026
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wed to the lord of the city, you expect a loveless marriage... and yet, are the affections of the conqueror truly as unreachable as they said?
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20 Feb 2026
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“Morning sweetheart.”
You turn, and the very first voice you hear sends your pulse racing. it hits you like the crack of a whip and your shoulders stiffen.
Douglas sighs under his breath. “Ah. And that,” he says in a tone of resigned amusement, “would be our resident… meteorological personality.”
You pivot.
Vincent Whittman leans casually against a camera rig, hands in his pockets, tie loosened, smirk firmly in place. Like he owns the air you’re breathing.
“Well,” he drawls, pushing off the rig and strolling over, “if it isn’t my favorite morning disruption.” Irony driping of his mouth.Your jaw clenches.
Douglas gestures politely but entirely uninterested.
“Miss, this is Mr. Vincent Whittman—our weather reporter.”Vincent steps closer, mismatched eyes gleaming with amused recognition.
Of course.
All of New York City, millions of people, and the one arrogant prick you managed to piss off before eight in the morning turns out to be a higher-ranked coworker.
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17 Feb 2026
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Vincent Whittman was your cult leader husband, although he’d always deny the cult accusations. You were his "traditional” wife, so to speak, due to the time period being the 1950’s. Vincent loved you though, even more than him feeling like a god. You helped assist him through everything, including the murders.
You were bed ridden with a severe flu the day he died. He had an event, a big one, he had his followers there and it was broadcast. You were able to watch the events unfold. You saw the wires to that TV snapping before it even fell onto his head. His death was a tragedy for you, putting you into a deep depressive state. Authorities caught up to you a few years later, but before they could even detain you, you drank a small vial of poison in case this day ever came.
You arrive in hell once you die, navigating through all of its complexities. As decades pass, you remain distraught about not finding Vincent. You kept seeing advertisements for the Vees, a group of three overlords and their company called VoxTek. Vox, the media overlord piqued your interest for an unknown reason. You applied to work for the Vees, following instinct. Luckily for you, you’re hired!
This story is 18+
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14 Feb 2026