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obsessivevoidkitten · 2 years

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Sold Like Cattle

Yandere Bull Man x Gender Neutral Reader (CW: Non-con/Dub-con, unintentional drugging, musk kink, kidnapping, general yandere themes, chubby reader) Word Count: 5.6k This is only my second fic, and my first long one, but I hope people enjoy it! (Normally I would not describe the reader’s appearance at all, but I feel like few fics cater to chubby body types so I decided to in this one. The chubbiness is not fetishized.) Finally! You were settled in your room. You were in a small resort on the planet Elrelda, You never imagined that you would actually be able to afford a trip off your home planet for a vacation, but here you were! You had received a coupon through your employer (technically a branch of the same company that booked trips to and owns the resorts on this planet). You got this trip for a whopping 80% off. Very generous of Synthis, the largest company in the entire galaxy. Even with such a steep discount you could still only afford the most basic package including passage on a very crowded ship and a small room at one of the crappier resorts. It was still very nice though. Room service was included and musical entertainment provided by the Elreldians, some of the sports native to Elrelda and swimming were available on-site and activities like hiking, fishing, canoeing, and camping were available in the areas surrounding the resort. You had no idea what you would go to do first, but right now you were happy just to be off that crowded ship, the seating was tight and you are a bit… pleasantly plump and kept getting bumped into the entire trip. The room was pretty small and relative unadorned, but the bed looked comfy enough. You finished unpacking your two suitcases and flopped on the bed. Yes. Comfiness confirmed. Holy shit, this was the cheapest resort, what bedding did the luxury resorts have?! This was way better than anything that existed on your home planet of SX-72. You could spend the whole 5 day trip right here on this bed and it would be money well spent! But no! You had wanted to see Elrelda for Y E A R S, you could not waste it sleeping. You had to catch one night of the Elreldian’s musical performance, and go hiking, all the plants were varying shades of red! (Probably from the unique atmosphere and having a K-type star) You could not wait to actually see an Elreldian, they were like bovine/human hybrids (probably proof to the theory that some greater life form seeded the galaxy to create intelligent life). They were well known around the galaxy for their friendliness but very few of them ever ventured out from their home planet. They did not even have very much technology, but they could get passage from other races to leave if they wanted to, and despite that they still had a huge reputation for being peaceful and friendly. The afternoon music performance would be very soon, you could catch a later performance instead, but you were too excited to wait, so you headed down to the small lounge and took a seat in the far corner far away from anyone else. You were not a people person. Your jaw dropped as an Elreldian male walked past you to sit in the far corner diagonally opposite from you. He was H U G E. Almost 7ft. tall! And bulky too, you can’t help but stare (rude) at his muscular frame, it looked like his clothing could barely contain it. He had large horns that curved forwards, a mostly human face, and the ears of a bull. As he walked to his seat you saw that he had a tail and hooved feet. You were staring in awe, but he caught you looking and stared back with a domineering gaze. You blushed in embarrassment and looked towards the stage like you were waiting for the performers to get on stage, but you could see he was still staring at you from the edge of your vision. The length and intensity of his stare unnerved you. You did kind of deserve it though, being a tourist and staring at him so rudely. You felt really. Finally he averted his gaze to the drink he had in his hand and you breathed a sigh of relief. Though you could swear he kept glancing over at you intermittently... Finally the musicians took the stage, a group of 8 Elreldians with large instruments (2 string, 3 percussion, and 3 woodwind) got situated and played several decently long pieces that sounded somewhat reminiscent of an ancient Earth music you had once heard called “folk”. It was not really your thing, but it was cool to experience other cultures! As soon as it was over you quickly left before anyone else, you had sat relatively close to the door and had no desire to get mixed in with the other people leaving. The music did not last as long as you had expected and there was a ton of time left until nightfall. You were more energized than before after sitting and listening to the music and were ready to explore. Despite the siren song of the universe’s comfiest bed you decided that you were far too excited and restless to just sleep, the activity that appealed to you the most was hiking, you were pretty chubby, but you actually walked around your town a lot in your free time. So you packed up the essentials into your backpack and set out. You had been in walking for a good bit, enjoying the sounds of nature with the resort a few miles behind you. You were in a more wooded area and you were amazed by the freshness of the air and the beauty of the crimson red trees. You wish your planet had such beauty, you almost wished that you could just live out here forever. Your serene thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of being watched. You didn’t see anything though so it was probably just your imagination. You continued for another minute or two but couldn’t shake that feeling. Then you definitely heard a twig snap! You whipped your head around and saw a red camo painted Elreldian hiding among the trees. Oh. That’s scary. Maybe he doesn’t realize you’ve seen him. Like in a horror movie or game when sometimes the monster doesn’t attack until it is sure it’s cover is blown. You turn back around and walk slightly faster. Your pace is being matched, easily. You bolt. You run right off the trail as fast as your legs can take you, you are by no means skinny but you can still weave through the thick trees much easier than your pursuer. But speed and stamina are on his side and suddenly you are grabbed by your hips and yanked backwards. “Let go! Let go! LET GO OF ME!! What do you want!?!” He turned you to face him, easily lifting you up closer to his face, wait, this was the same Elreldian from the lounge, the one you got caught staring at earlier, had he been this offended about? Had you violated some unknown and important social rule that was not covered in the pamphlets? “P-please let me go! I am so so s-sorry for staring earlier. I didn’t m-mean to offend you or your customs!!” You stammered as you tried to move your head away to avoid his way too close and way too intense stare. He simply held you with one muscular arm and used his now free hand to gently but easily grip your chin and make you face him. You bit your lip and looked down, unable to meet his eyes. “Can’t let you go. Need heifer. You are soft and smell nice (Y/N). You need protecting. I am Arrin. You’ll be my mate, I will protect you.” He stroked your cheek gently with his thumb. “N-no uh, no, no, no n-no no. I am a human! Not a bovine!! I can’t be your h-heifer! A-and I have a home and everything!” As you started kicking and thrashing you realize that the red painted bull-man is completely naked (though he carried a small pack of supplies), he had shaggy fur covering his legs up to his waist, his chest and abs were bare, but his arms were covered in the same shaggy red painted fur as his legs. He was exceptionally muscular and had huge furry nuts as well as a large human looking cock, thought it was considerably thicker and a bit longer and you knew you most certainly did not want to be “mated” with that. “Th-this is illegal! This is kidnapping!!” You kicked and hit as hard as you could but it was completely ineffective. Like a mouse smacking a cat. “See? Weak. Need herd. Need mate. Need me. So soft (Y/N).” He squeezed your butt firmly as he held you to emphasize the fact that you were very much soft and squishy in stark contrast to his large and powerful form. You kept thrashing though and he just slowly licked up your neck with his tongue a few times in what you assumed was meant to be a calming gesture. “H-how do you know my n-name??? You can’t keep me against my will! H-humans will come looking for m-me. PLEASE!” You felt hot tears well up in your eyes and start to roll down your cheeks as you began sobbing. “Don’t worry. No one will take you. I paid a lot of rare ore for you. Paid Synthis resort. They told me your name. We have to go home.” And with that he put you over his shoulder with ease, despite your heft. You were sobbing and blubbering and pleading, but you gave up thrashing and squirming. It was useless, he was simply too strong and you were a bit broken realizing that your employer sold you like cattle. After a while of him carrying you “home” you could not even sob or plead anymore, your voice was too strained and you were too exhausted, instead you just went limp and cried silently as he tried comforting you by rubbing your back surprisingly gently for such a large creature. “Shhh, it’ll be okay. You’re just too weak to be left alone. You HAVE to be protected, okay? You’ll see, you’ll love being my mate.” He spoke gently as if he was speaking to a small naive child who just didn’t understand the basic fundamentals of how the world worked. His words were not exactly comforting to you and you barely heard him anyway as you cried silently. He only put you down once the entire trip to his home (and your new home) to force you to drink some water since you were so dehydrated from crying. You did as you were told, too tired, dehydrated, and emotionally broken to put up any sort of resistance, besides he was only trying to give you water, he held one hand behind your head as he tilted his canteen towards your lips. You realized that this position prevented you from being able to escape easily had you been so inclined to make an attempt. After that he gently put you back over his shoulder and continued on the way to his herd’s home. He mentioned all the activities you would be able to do, how you would enjoy being his mate, how you would not have to work for an awful corporation who sold you, how you would love being in the fresh air as opposed to the smoggy industrial planet you had come from. You mostly tuned him out, too preoccupied with what you were being ripped away from. No more computer or online gaming, no more playing your copy of Skyrim Superior 500th Anniversary Edition while you wait for TES6 to leave pre-development, no more of the food you were accustomed to, no more any of your old life… Eventually, after what seemed like several hours of being uncomfortably hauled over his shoulder, you arrived at his “herd”. He walked up to the city gate and entered. And, despite your unwilling presence there, you could not help but looking in awe at the place. It was like straight out of a high fantasy RPG! A town full of Elreldians going about their lives and half-timbered brick and wattle and daub buildings, much larger than human buildings of the equivalent architectural time period to accommodate the much larger inhabitants. Many of the towns folk stared at you, apparently never having seen a human before. That was not surprising, the settlement was just a several hours hike away but humans were not allowed to just visit most of their settlements. You heard some of them shout greetings to Arrin, calling him chief, so apparently he was the leader here. That certainly would not make any potential escape attempts any easier on you. And apparently his nude body did not phase them either, actually now that you thought about it almost none of them had very much clothing. It must be something they save for cooler weather or just when they went around humans. It made sense given all of their fur. Arrin walked down the cobbled road (his hooves making an amazing clack that you would have really enjoyed were it not for you being kidnapped) and went to one of the larger buildings and entered it. The first thing your brain registered was the smell. It was incredibly musky. Not bad. Just musky. He F I N A L L Y put you down gently on a couch that was much larger than what a human would ever need. Practically a bed, it was extremely soft and you sank a bit into it. You were extremely sore from being hauled like a sack of potatoes for hours. Apparently he noticed how stiff you were because he said, “Sorry little doll, I did not intend for you to get so sore. Couldn’t be helped.” “I am sure it was soooooo hard to not purchase a living being.” Your voice was still hoarse from screaming and crying and pleading earlier, and talking hurt a bit, but a sarcastic quip was always worth it. “Humans are small and soft, good heifers, good cows. Good status symbol for chief to show power.” He explained as if this were common knowledge that everyone knew. “I am NOT a cow!!” He smirked very slightly before commenting, “Not yet. Not cow until after breeding. Heifer until then. Don’t worry, will be the best cow.” “I am a human!” At this he gently squeezed various pudgy parts of your body. “Yeah, but you are soft and close enough. Better than any other mate. That’s why you were hired in the first place. So you could be vetted as a potential mate. I picked you out!” Anxiety filled your stomach and you suddenly felt extremely dizzy. You knew you had been sold… but this was all planned from the start?? Even a couple years ago when you had started working at Synthis? It was your fate from being hired on to go to be nothing more than cattle for this bull-man? You went silent and started crying again. He took his large thumb and rubbed the tears away gently. “Don’t worry. I will keep you safe and happy. But right now I have to go shower to get all of this paint off. Starting to itch. Do you want to shower together yet?” “What?! No!” The indignity and anger dripping from your voice, why would he possibly think you wanted to do that with him? “Okay. Just offering.” He kissed your forehead before going into another room. Apparently despite the medieval style cottage like buildings they had more modern showers and electricity as you heard running water come from the other room and noticed the lights in the room you were in. You appeared to be in the living room. It contained a nice rug, the dark red couch upon which you had been placed, a table, some lamps in the corners, and a device with a screen on it. Oh, it looked like one of those ancient television devices that they used to have on Earth! You’d read about those before. You wanted to take note of your surroundings so that you could later escape. You did not know how you would make it all the way back so far from any trails or indicators of where the resort would be, but one step at a time. You could not just leave right now though. Your self-proclaimed “mate” may be busy, but in the waning hours of daylight there were still several Elreldians around town. No, your best bet was to just bide your time and take the first good oppurtunity that presented itself to get out, the resort owners had sold you, but that did not mean you couldn’t flag down assistance from some other tourist. The sound of the water stopping suddenly snapped you out of your thoughts of escape and Arrin came back into the living room. “Sorry for having to leave you alone. I know you aren’t happy here yet.” He was drying himself off with a huge towel before sitting by you and putting his arm around your waist to pull you close. He pretty much made you lean into his hold, he was very warm, it would have been such a cozy and intimate moment had it not come from someone who was holding you against your will, instead it was a sick mockery of comfort, instead making you even more anxious. “Please. Pretty please. Just let me go. I don’t belong here…” You said it in a small and pleading voice, too tired and voice to strained to shout anymore. And you knew begging was an exercise in futility. “Can’t. Paid a lot for you. And your people betrayed you. You belong with your mate. You smell too nice and feel too soft for you to be meant to be anywhere else than here with me! I can’t risk you being anywhere else. I knew from the moment I saw you in the list of potentials mates that you were simply made for me.” He said this with sincerity and with what almost sounded like reverence for you. He then lifted you up easily and put you back down so that you were sitting on his lap, he held you close to him and you could not help but to blush when you realized you could feel the warmth and general shape of his cock through the seat of your pants. You could even feel it stirring. Without warning he tore off your pants and underwear and yanked off your shirt. You feared the worst and were prepared to scream as loud as your tired voice would allow you to but he only slid it between your thighs so that it popped up in front of you as he started grinding and humping slowly. “I-I really d-don’t want this.” You blushed and stammered, obviously uncomfortable. Why wouldn’t you be? He starts rubbing your crotch gently as he continues to slowly fuck your chubby thighs. “Sorry baby doll. I can’t really help it. I need this.” He licked the side of your neck from his position behind you and continued his grinding in between your legs as well as his gentle rubbing of you. You could not help letting out a small pleasure gasp at having your neck licked as it was the most sensitive area on your body. He definitely picked up on that little gasp. He licked your neck thoroughly, releasing you from the hold of one of his arms he gripped your hair and pulled your head back. This gave him easy access to assault your neck with licks, sucks, and bites. “Mmm~ Uh~ G-g-get off of me~” Your voice was not cooperating in conveying what you wanted, or what you didn’t want in this instance. You bit your lip in a vain attempt at muffling your constant stream of little gasps and moans. “Doesn’t sound like you really want me to stop.” Arrin redoubled his efforts to hear what he could only describe as the single most beautiful sound on Elrelda. Pure ear candy. It was like it nourished his soul and gave his life meaning. He switched the side he had been working on as he well and truly fucked your thighs. He moaned your name into your neck as he shot his hot musky cum all over your stomach, crotch, and thighs. He tenderly kissed the neck he had marked with a collar of love bites. They showed prominently on your skin and you could feel them like a brand marking you as his. “G-gross! I definitely need a shower now.” The musky smell given off by him in his arousal and by his potent seed were starting to make you a bit light headed. To be honest it kind of relaxed you. Maybe it was pheromones but you were a bit too out of it between the neck stimulation and scent to put it all together. The cum also made your skin feel a bit tingling and it was much warmer than human semen. “Sorry. I guess it is good that you waited to take one. To be honest though, you do look even lovelier with my cum all over you…” You blushed and looked down silently, trying to avoid his gaze as you covered your cum coated crotch. He went to the bathroom and you heard the water running for a few minutes before he came back and picked you up gently, licking your sore neck to comfort you. “Sorry if I overdid it. Had to mark you though. Keeps others away. Reminds you you’re mine.” You don’t bother responding, too tired and still too overstimulated by everything, and if you are being totally honest with yourself, despite his earlier shower his natural scent was kind of comforting, you just leaned your head against his muscular chest and let him carry you. He took you both into the bathroom where he had ran a bath, a bubble bath! A really big bubble bath if you went by a human perspective. You had not had one of those since you were a child. Arrin was kinda sweet… for someone who has kidnapped you… “I hope the water isn’t too hot. Human skin is much more sensitive than ours. Is it okay” He bent down so you could put your hand in and check, it was a little warmer than what you would have preferred but it was okay. “I-it’s good. Um… thanks.” He got into the bath with you pretty much in his lap. The water felt nice on your sore and tired muscles, but you were still really shy and nervous about Arrin being in contact with your naked body, not that he had not touched you and seen you already. “I’ll take care of you, okay? You don’t need to be so tense. You’re part of my herd.” You don’t know why but that was the moment your resistance was really officially broken, something had to be in his musk and his cum because you relaxed and leaned against him, your fears and reluctance were still there but fading quickly into the background. So what if his cum on your skin or inhalation of his were the culprits in your cooperation? Wasn’t it so much easier to give in? Wasn’t it better too? Your employer SOLD you, even if you got back to the resort your employer owns it, even if you somehow get back on a space shuttle back to SX-72 your employer is who you rent from, and where would you go to work when they have almost a monopoly on everything? They probably wouldn’t just let you live freely… But Arrin was so sweet, he’d take care of you and keep you safe. You never had to worry about all that stuff if you just gave in… It would be easier on you. And despite your criticisms of your physical appearance he thought you were beautiful... Arrin gently washed your hair and then scrubbed the rest of your body in what was almost describable as an act of worship, he was thorough, every inch was washed, but he was so careful to not be the least bit rough. When he was finished washing you he gently picked you up and got out of the tub, he sat you on the edge of the tub and dried you off slowly, seemingly to draw out every touch and stroke of you. You still tried to cover up your crotch when you could, you did not know why you bothered at this point though. You looked down quietly as he started to dry himself off and let the water out of the tub. “You’re being so good for me. My good little (Y/N). You’re probably getting cold, I have a present for you. I’ll be right back.” He left and you could hear the sound of his hooves pound the floor as he hurriedly rushed up the stairs and back down before coming back into the bathroom where he presented you with a bundle of clothes. “Here, I had these made specifically for you. They’re made from the softest materially we have, the resorts even get it from us.” Well, that explained the bed you never got to experience… You took the clothes he handed you and mumbled a thanks. You put them on quickly, they were absolutely amazing feeling, and they fit perfectly and were even in your favorite color, You assumed your previous employer/human trafficker had given the specifications. You realized the clothes smelled a lot like Arrin and the scent made you a bit spacey. “You look so nice in them, I scented them so you’d feel safe.” You realized that the scent did make you feel warm, and tingly and safe, his smell should be classified as a drug, fuck it probably WAS a drug, you had never read about this effect prior to coming here though. You should probably be more scared about the change in your demeanor that his cum and musk had on you, but you just could not get yourself to really care at this point, you just felt so calm and submissive~ “Th-thank you for the compliment.” He stroked your cheek with his thumb, utterly enraptured with how amazing you were wrapped up in his gifts and his scent. You flushed a bit at his touch and the consuming stare of his brown eyes which seemed to take you in hungrily. Earlier it would have only served to terrify you and make you anxious. “Hey. You haven’t eaten since much earlier in the day right? You have to eat.” It was less a random observation and more of a command. He took you by the hand and lead you upstairs to the bedroom, he put you in the middle of his g i a n t bed. You sank a bit into the fabric and all the soft blankets and were once more assaulted by the warm aroma that could only be described by you as unmistakably “Arrin~” “I am going to be back soon with some food okay? Just rest. You need it.” “U-um o-okay…” You were feeling even warmer and were having a bit of a hard time concentrating. He left to go get your meal but after just a few minutes you were feeling extremely uncomfortable in your clothing, it was far too hot to be wearing anything and you stripped down to nothing. You rolled in Arrin’s blankets and could not get enough of his completely intoxicating smell. You took one of the large pillows and started grinding into it with such need and yearning for your mate that you started crying desperately, letting out little sobs and wails. Before you knew it Arrin was charging up the steps and rushing into the room, apparently having heard the distressed sounds of his little (Y/N). He was about to ask what was wrong but was instead reduced to open mouth staring at the sight before him. His cute darling crying out for him as they were naked on his bed straddling his pillow between their thighs while sniffing his blankets and clothing he had scented for them. “A-arrin… pleeeease!” Tears streamed down your face the need was almost palpable, it made your chest physically ache. Arrin was instantly at full mast. He really had no idea his smell would affect you in this way. But now that he knew how beautifully submissive and needy it was making you you could rest assured that you would never go without his smell on you ever again. He got out some lube from his nightstand and applied it liberally to your little needy hole, sliding in one large finger slowly until you were comfortable and then adding in another. When he felt that you were well and truly adjusted, and you were begging for him to mate with you even more desperately, he got in bed beside you and slowly slid his entire length into you, trying to let you adapt to his size before pounding you, but despite his careful ministrations you still let out a whimper of both pain and pleasure. He rocked into you gently giving you plenty of time to get used to him inside of you. He did that for a while until you started rocking back against him and making little sounds of pleasure, he took that as a signal that you were ready to be properly mated. He groped your ass a bit roughly as he started thrusting back and forth into you, and although he was still being careful not to harm his precious (Y/N) he still penetrated you deeply. The feeling of being inside his perfect, soft, warm, and willing (well… willing enough) darling was by far the best thing he had ever experienced in his life, if their was any possible guilt or regret in taking you it were certainly gone now. He grunted almost ferally as he picked up the pace and filled you with hot white cum, you felt a wonderful fullness, but neither of you were done yet. He flipped you over and pinned you down into a mating press and proceeded to breed you significantly harder and faster than before. All the while kissing, sucking, and nibbling on your neck to coax those lovely little gasps and moans from your pretty little mouth, and to make sure you were so stimulated with pleasure that it would override any possible pain. His large nuts made a resounding slapping noise as they smacked into you, between all the moans, grunts, and sounds of pounding it was like the lewd act itself wanted everyone to know you were being fucked and dominated by your bull. It was so nice~ Why did you need this so badly? Why did he smell so nice and feel so good? Why did you want to submit so badly to him? These questions were pushed further and further away with every thrust, as if his dick were physically shoving them into the abyss. He picked up the pace as you clenched around his shaft. He caressed your hips as he pounded into you with less and less conscious control to impede him, relying more on instinct, he kissed you roughly and bit your lip a bit. His tongue invaded your mouth and rubbed against yours as if it were trying to dominate it, you moaned into the kiss as he growled as you both came together. You were completely and utterly his now, his cum flooding you deeply and causing your insides to tingle, if you were perhaps a bit skinnier the copious amount of his seed would bulge out your tummy. You had never felt so content. You went limp under him after cumming, the full brunt of your exhaustion hitting you, he kissed you softly on the lips, the lingering ghost of his kiss was the last thing you felt before falling asleep. When you awoke from what was probably the deepest and most fulfilling sleep of your life you realized that Arrin was nowhere to be seen and that you had been cleaned again with fresh clothes. You felt nice and refreshed and your head had cleared quite a bit, but you were pretty sore from all the excitement of yesterday. You were about to hoist yourself out of bed when Arrin came in. “No, don’t try to move too much! Just rest.” He was carrying a large tray with many different plates, a few bowls and bottles, and a cup of something on it. When the smell hit your nose your belly growled quite loudly. You wiggled back on to the bed and Arrin sat down beside you and slid the large tray of food over both of you. It did not just smell amazing, it looked really good too, you did not really recognize any of the dishes, they were clearly all Elreldian cuisine. “You fell asleep without having eaten much. I thought it was better for you to rest than to wake you up. But I knew you would need food so I made you all the best dishes.” He held a bite of food up to you to eat. “I can feed myself!” You reached for the fork in his hand and he pushed your hand into your lap with his free hand and gave you a stern look. “No, mate needs to rest. Won’t have you getting sick from exhaustion. I’m feeding you.” He put the food up to your lips again and glared. “EAT.” You sighed and opened your mouth and let the stubborn bull feed you. This was your life now. And there was really nothing you could do about it…

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luvblack1207 · 9 months

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Reader meeting Kalego for the first time as her possible fiancé

Just to clear out any confusion, in my story, due to them living for a very long time and being immortal, it is common for the age gap considered normal to be, 20 years or more. Of course, it's pretty awkward if one side is underaged and the other is not.

Enjoy. It’s fem reader.

“Y/n?”

“No father.” "Come on Y/n! Just one more meeting! I promise I picked a good family for you this time!" My father told me as I raised my head from my book.

"Father, the last time you said that, my fiancé-to-be, was a perverted man who was from a family of demons who only wanted me to marry into their family for power and fame." I objected before going back to reading.

"I’m sorry sweetheart. But this one seems to be different! The boy is only 10 years younger than you, and he's from the Naberius household! If he seems shady, I promise you, that I will never bother you with this kind of subject again." He pleaded again.

I was as others could easily tell, never that interested in this kind of stuff. For some reason, every man I seemed to meet, was somewhat crazy or creepy in a way. I felt like I was cursed.

Not that it bothered me much though. What really bothered me was my own father that kept on nagging me to get a husband.

"I am aware that a yodh(10) like you can watch out for yourself, but I want for you to find a man that can keep you happy, take you on vacations, and spend their eternity alongside you. I'm not asking you to continue the legacy. So please, just this once. Go along with my foolishness again." My father told me causing me to feel guilty.

"...Honestly father, you certainly have a way with your words." I complained before smiling tiredly and saying, "Just one more meeting. For your sake and mine."

My father's face brightened as he ran to hug me right in his arms. "Thank you darling! I don't want to waste your time, so how about we meet tonight? The other family said they can meet anytime this week!" He yelled excitedly as I nodded.

"I don't see why not." I answered as he squealed like an excited teenager and rushed out the door while screaming an I love you.

I smiled at his old antics before clapping my hands to get the maids outside to come in. "I want a formal and elegant look for this meeting. I don't care what color. Just make sure it matches my tone. I can trust you with this task, right?" I asked my maids as they huffed while holding brushes and fabrics before nodding.

"Of course my lady!!" "We'll make you the most beautiful lady in the whole entire netherworld!" "Oh don't joke around! She already is!!" "I agree! Her beauty easily beats Amaryllis sama!!" They yelled chaotically making me laugh.

In the end after a long period of getting dolled up, I was wearing beautiful and basic makeup. Since my maids knew me all too well, they knew for a fact that I didn't like wearing overbearing makeup. So, they made my makeup noticeable to others, but comfortable for me. I don't know how they do it.

My dress consisted of a dark grey jacket that didn’t fall below my waist, and a long sleeved and a square cut front black dress that had multiple layers. It was exactly what I had asked for.

My shoes were a pair of black angle strap heels along with a tight pair of grey stockings and I had light grey colored gloves on incase I felt cold.

Despite my clothes looking like I desire to have a cold by going out like that in the middle of winter, every part of my clothing consisted of temperature changing magic.

It was useful really. It made my warm clothes cool in the summer, and my thin clothes warm in the winter. It helped a lot.

I swear I still feel like my maids all have a radar telling them if I feel uncomfortable about something or if I secretly need something. It's helpful and scary at the same time.

"We'll do your hair now my lady." One of the maids announced causing me to sit back down. "I feel like this is more than enough though." I complained as they gasped dramatically.

"My lady! This is your first meeting with your possibly future husband! Of course we have to do your hair!" Another maid yelled as they all brushed my hair and ran to grab accessories.

"Ah! Don't do anything flamboyant. Just a black ribbon or a hair piece will do." I said causing all of them to pout.

One of the younger maids grabbed a black ribbon and did a half tie while tying the ribbon as a bow.

"Simple and pretty, how's that?" She asked me as I nodded in approval.

She smiled proudly and gave me a pair of long pearl earrings and a matching pearl necklace to top it off.

I thanked her before putting the two accessories on and getting up from my chair. I grabbed my purse and stretched my arms before getting out of the room.

I headed to the carriage placed outside the mansion and my father greeted me as I entered the carriage.

"Good luck sweetie!!" He screamed from the top of his lungs making me laugh and wave at him from the carriage.

"The Devilin please." I requested the driver as he nodded and drove the carriage in an instant.

After a while, I had arrived. About 20 minutes ahead of time.

The Devilin was another restaurant that high ranking demons that demons went to along with the Devil’s Ring. Actually, to be exact, the Devil’s Ring allowed people ranked from He(5) and The Devilin allowed from Zayin(7). So it was more desired for demons to have the ability to go there instead of the Devil’s Ring.

I was surprised the Naberius clan appointed a date here. Maybe they were trying to entertain me, or maybe they were trying to show their gratitude. Well, I was about to find out soon.

“The reservation goes by Naberius Kalego.” I flatly told the waiter to gulp and led me to a private room.

When I arrived, the waiter told me, “Kalego sama was waiting for you Y/n sama.” (I made it a headcannon for adults who are lower ranked than someone they don’t know to refer to them as Lady or Lord.)

I nodded and entered to see a raven like purple haired man with two horns of the same color matching his hair. He had a white shirt on with a dark blue vest. He seemed like the best good looking man I had seen on my dates.

He looked away from the window and stood up to greet me with a small bow. “Good afternoon Y/n sama. I am Naberius Kalego. The youngest child of the Naberius clan. It is an honor to meet you.” He said formally as I closed my eyes slowly with a smile.

“Pleasure to meet you Kalego san. I hope we can get along.” I responded with a smile. He nodded and sled the chair for me.

I sat down comfortably and he handed me the menu book.

"Let's order first." I said which he agreed to. He ordered the house's main course and I ordered a salad and a steak. We both ordered alcohol since neither of us were planning to fly ourselves home.

After we both ordered, we talked about ourselves.

"Well, I believe that you are the guard dog of Babyls?" I casually questioned as the waiter handed us some champagne.

"Ah, yes. I am currently the teacher of the misfit class as well." He answered confusing me slightly. "Ara? I took you as a person who would want the least of noise. I suppose it was my mistake." I said while laughing softly.

"Actually, no. Something.. happened due to one of my stupid students causing a havoc so I was late to the meeting where they were deciding which class everyone chose to teach as the homeroom teacher. So I was left with only the misfit class left." He explained as he sighed and looked to the window.

"Oh! Such an interesting story. Is this about Sullivan's grandson summoning you as his familiar? Opera told me while we were talking about Babyls." I commented causing him to cough out his champagne.

"Oh my, are you alright?" I asked as I handed him a tissue.

He took it from my hand and coughed a few more times while tapping the tissue on his face gently. His lower jaw to be precise.

"*Cough* Everything is alright. I.. just wasn't expecting you to know." He told me honestly. "Ah, Opera's my kouhai. They tell me everything. They also tell me a lot about you!" I yelled with an innocent smile causing him to look at me with his eyes wide open from shock.

"Opera senpai.. is your, kouhai?" He asked me as I nodded. "If they are torturing you, tell me. We seem to be on good terms judging by the current mood." I told him and he nodded slowly, as if he was trying to cram in all this new information inside his brain.

Soon, our order was ready and the waiter handed it to us. We ate while chatting to each other about the stuff I liked and he liked.

Frankly, we had a lot in common. He liked to play instruments. I specifically liked playing the stringed classical instruments. That, along with piano.

We had the same taste in food, clothing, we liked the same color, and we liked to be in peace. It was honestly like meeting a doppelgänger of me.

We were almost done with our food when I mentioned this. “Did you know that Opera is ranked an Aleph(1)?” “Yes actually. I asked them what they were ranked. My guess was a He(5) or a Vau(6) since they were so strong, and they never even bothered to rank up!” He yelled making me laugh.

“Yeah! It was so funny.” I agreed. “I thought they were a Zayin(7) when I graduated early but they still remained an Aleph(1)! I was literally a Chet(8) too.” I told him.

He pondered for a second then proceeding to ask, “How do you feel? As the youngest person to be a Yodh(10)? I believe some had called you irresponsible and lazy for giving up on your title as one of the 3 Greats for Levi sama.”

“Hmm? You probably said it because we were talking about ranks, correct?” I asked which he answered with a yes.

“It’s pretty annoying. They’re always saying Delkira sama took a little longer to reach that rank so they’re telling me to becoming the next demon king! How rude of them.”

“Hey, just a question..”

“Do you think I should be the next demon king?” I asked another question.

I was glaring at him, expecting the answer yes. So I didn’t really think he would say no.

“Eh?” I asked, clearly caught off guard.

“Well, judging by your tone and your way of talking, you seem to be not wanting to become the next leader. The previous demon kings became the demon king because they wanted to. Not because they were pressured to do so. It’s your choice, is it not?” He answered while taking a bite of his food surprising me.

“Hm, I like you.” I said bluntly.

“H-huh?” He asked with a red face.

‘Cute.’ I thought as I smiled. “Just saying the truth. I like how you think.” I told him as he looked away out of embarrassment.

“Sorry about that. I tend to be blunt with things. Hey, how about we go now? We’re both done with food.” I questioned as he nodded.

We both left the place with detection warding glasses and headed outside.

“Shall I expect an answer from you within a week?” He asked.

“Actually, no.”

“What?”

“I never actually got this far with anyone else so now I’m a little nervous. Congrats, you’re the first and only man I actually like. But still, marriage is a complicated thing. So as grown adults, I don’t think it’s something we can just decided with a single date.”

“Ah, I see.”

“Two more dates.” I told him while holding up a peace sign. “Two more dates and I’ll give you an answer.” Kalego smirked at me and nodded proudly and we left on our own accord after that.

That was the best man I met, and the best date I went to so far.

(After two dates they agreed to get married.🥰)

#Kalego #wtdsik #Naberius Kalego #x reader #date night #Anime #Y/n

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headspace-hotel · 1 year

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Because you know a lot about nature - what tips might you have for beginner gardeners? I've been growing for a year or two now - my first year, I used a small pop up greenhouse to try to grow some plants, and had little success. Last year was lettuce in some planters on my porch, which was much more successful, and this year I expanded the planters to include cucumbers, parsley, bell peppers, and basil and I had mixed levels of success - the basil was great, and my pepper.plant gave me a few peppers, but the rest past that was really kind of sad.

This coming year, I plan to expand again to the box gardens we have in the back yard, and I've started composting to try to get things to go better.

All this rambling to say - what could I do better? What might I have done wrong this year? (Besides left town and forgot to have someone water my plants - I think that's what made things go so poorly)

You can do everything right and sometimes your plants will still die. If that was not so, "Will the crops fail??" would not be like...the dominant human concern throughout time since agriculture. Luckily, you don't starve when your crops fail!

This year, the raccoons got to ALL of our corn before we could harvest it. They knocked down entire stalks and left corn cobs gnawed and shredded everywhere. We didn't get a single ear of corn. However, the tomatoes were so productive that about half wound up rotting on the vine because it was simply too many tomatoes to handle. We had to put off our summer vacation by a day to get the canning done. The okra and pole beans got neglected, but the hummingbirds loved the beans in flower, and birds come to peck seeds out of the dried out okra pods. Nothing gets truly wasted...

It happens. Now is a good time to start planning out what you want to grow and sourcing seeds and sprouts etc. If you have access to a farmer's market, maybe chat up some people in your community? I received three big sweet potatoes in exchange for some farm work, and baked and ate them, and saved the sprouted end of one of the potatoes to grow it into a new plant. It's in a big pot now and it's a 2ft long leafy vine. Exciting.

And the neat thing is...they were purple. The sweet potatoes, I mean. The vegetables you buy at the store are very generic-ified, so most people are only familiar with a couple varieties, but there are SO MANY weird variations of them.

I'm not joking, look at how purple this is

The sheer novelty was so fun, but it also tasted great too. Very starchy and smooth textured. How many of us think we hate vegetables because we've never tasted any but the Walmart-sold variety...

Every plant has its own oddities, but you're almost guaranteed to get something out of a garden if you do the basics of sticking seeds in the ground and watering them...but water is often the deciding factor, yes.

It takes practice and trying new things. Try growing a great variety of stuff and you'll find some plants you vibe with that don't die if you look at them funny. Sometimes a particular type of plant just doesn't like your soil, or doesn't like your shade, or doesn't like your humidity, or doesn't like your zodiac sign and/or mother's maiden name. Basically, learn from your mistakes (maybe it was because they weren't watered when I was out of town?) but don't interpret every failure as a Personal Failure.

#gardening

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manchasama · 2 years

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which twin would koala cling to the other during reunions though. and what scenario would make that funniest? Ingo crashing his own funeral? Ingo waking up in his own proper bed and unthinkingly getting up and making coffee on autopilot? Ingo showing up at work and just autopiloting into the train he would normally have done, or being basically pushed into one by the depot agents while just sitting there like ??????? ?????????????? this is all very familiar and all but what do I do in here?????????

*SNERK* sorry i was skimming the ask and my brain latched on to "koala hug at the funeral"

Okay so I do tend to see Emmet as the more clingy of the two, but that's not to say it would never be Ingo! I fully believe they are both silly at the heart of it<3

Ingo being a clingy koala would depend on his memory state! If he had his memories back and could remember just how lonely he'd been all that time, I could absolutely see him honing in on Emmet and just not letting go. (Emmet has no complaints no sir)

If he didn't have his memories back, but knew in his heart of hearts that this man in white is super important to him, I could also see him latching on. No one is going to separate them until he knows why his heart is so full again!

Emmet certainly has more reason to just wrap himself around Ingo forever. In pretty much any situation, he has great reason to fear Ingo vanishing. Did he see what happened? CLING! Did Ingo just vanish without witness? CLINGGGG!

That said, I adore the idea of Ingo running on autopilot and just confusing the heck out of everyone. Imagine getting a lifetime of memories back all at once, how disorienting that would be! God, even worse would be if Emmet had taken a rare vacation off, maybe off with Elesa or visiting Drayden or something.

Ingo wakes up in bed, head pounding but surroundings familiar. He knows he's got to get up and see to his warden duties get to work, right? Right. Coffee first, that would surely help clear things up. Then he could cook a quick breakfast over the fire...or wait. Not that one, right? Maybe he'd just skip breakfast entirely.

There are two steaming cups of coffee on the counter, and he's staring at them as if they hold the answers to the universe. Why two? Why two indeed. He downs them both (not one to waste things, but why did he add so much sugar to one??), and staggers back to his room to get dressed.

Perhaps his pokemon are out, and he cannot fathom why it's so strange to see Alakazam in the hallway, or Gliscor draped over the couch. (They are exploring this curious new dwelling. Ingo isn't distressed, so they're not particularly nervous.)

Once dressed and marginally more awake (though his head is still pounding, not a great way to get through a day), he gets lost in thought as he tries to figure out why things are so wrong but so right. All the while his feet are automatically taking him to gear station along his normal route. He doesn't hear the whispers or see the stares, too focused on his pounding head and fuzzy thoughts.

A shopkeeper of a store he always used to get a morning paper from calls his name hesitantly, snapping him out of his thoughts. He greets him reflexively, saying it was good to see him after so long. Then frowns to himself. What did he mean after so long? Well, he doesn't have time to dwell, as he's going to be late if he dawdles longer.

I'm terribly sorry Emmet, but the depot agents get first dibs on dog piling Ingo. He makes it to the station and halfway to the office before the first one spots him. He had a good run, but goes down under Furze's flying tackle. (He's so ecstatic Ingo is baaaaack)

After a few rounds of reunion, Ingo's brain finally kicks in and he realizes he's finally home after so long. Okay let's be real, its the agents telling him he's been gone that jogs his brain out of its overload. Either way, Ingo must know where Emmet is, since he wasn't home. They actually have that info, and Ingo is off before anyone can sensibly suggest him calling ahead first.

Let's say Emmet is helping out at Elesa's gym, just so he can be nearby. Maybe he's subbing her as boss so she can take a day off or something. Either way, there is certainly a commotion running through the gym. Some trainer is speeding through all the challenges, heading straight for Emmet. Well no matter, he's ready for a serious battle, yup!

Only the person who arrives is an out of breath Ingo who doesn't waste a moment before flying at his brother, throwing his arms around him and taking them both down in a much needed hug. Ingo has decided not to let go of Emmet for a while. Emmet is okay with this.

(Emmet absolutely heckles his brother later for the trainwreck of an arrival story. And here Ingo is supposed to be the cool one!)

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liminalpebble · 1 year

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The Refugee: Chapter 16

A/N: Sorry for this itty bitty and somewhat dry chapter, but I promise it's important for the next one in which all hell breaks loose. Stay tuned, and thank you so much for following along on this journey so far. I'm blown away by the love and support.

The Refugee, Masterlist

In the throne room, holograms of Thor and Odin stood before Loki. They were arguing, loudly. Lea stood to Loki's left in her neatest uniform, hair pulled back into a wreath of braids so tight and meticulous that it made her scalp ache. She was acting as his liaison from the linguistics division so did her best to look official, and hide her nerves. She was fidgeting with her fingers where they were clasped behind her back and out of sight.

It was a sparse and private meeting, even the guards were ordered to vacate the throne room to leave the four of them together. They were discussing the most sensitive subject of the Heksejotun and the dangers toward both Asgard and the Laufeyson Empire.

Thor boomed out, “Brother, I do not need to remind you of our very carefully delineated peace treaty. It relies on our cooperation.”

Loki said loudly, but with perfect articulation, “I am not your brother, Prince of Asgard and King of Asgard. You would do well to address me properly.”

Thor sighed, “Very well, Emperor. There are more important matters. We have waves of refugees coming from the Jotun territories. They will flood into your empire as well. Managing this as well as this war is a mighty burden. We need you to solve the Heksejotun communications or we cannot win this war. Meanwhile you are wasting time touring your territories, overextending your greedy reach to claim yet more, and hosting silly balls for your court.”

“How the king conducts the business of his empire is none of your concern, Prince. I have an entire department, dozens of scholars working at all hours of the day and night on the Heksejotun. Everything in my empire runs according to my very intricate plans, and apparently unlike the two of you, I can manage several things at once in my administration. And, pray tell, how far have your scholars gotten, or have you simply been waiting for mine to do all the hard thinking for you, Thor?”

“Enough!” Odin bellowed. “The fact remains, that we must prevail and contain this threat. The time has come for a change of tactics.”

“I agree entirely,” Loki said, coolly, “My linguistics liaison, Lenora of the Morhari, will appraise you of the situation and send any new and relevant information to your researchers. Lady Lenora, please address the Prince and King with the status and findings.”

Lea stepped forward, trying to sound confident as she attempted to present her work clearly and translate it into understandable terms for the foreign leaders. Although Thor was impressed and respectful to her, Odin's deprecating demeanor towards her, as both a woman and a common refugee, was subtle but sharp. There was also no avoiding Odin's piercing insight into the situation. In this way, Lea thought that Loki must have taken on some traits of his adoptive father after all. The was no escaping either of their keen observation. Odin interrupted her. “So, as impressive as this is, young lady, you mean to tell me that your department is barely beyond the most basic understanding of this language, just as you have been months ago.”

“Not...not exactly, Your Highness. We've simply had to take it in a new direction, to work with historical researchers as well because of...”

“I do not care for these excuses, girl!.”

“Father!” Thor bellowed, “My apologies, Lady Lenora, please continue.”

Loki gave a tight, tiny smirk. Although he would never admit it, he was actually rather proud of his brother for standing up to his father's rudeness. He was also proud of how well Lea kept her well-practiced stoicism intact in the admittedly threatening and disapproving presence of the All Father. Loki knew all too well the withering power of Odin's disrespect.

She continued in a neutral tone, “I recommend that the Asgardian historians be at our disposal, and ours at yours to increase our understanding of this subgroup. Asgard, after all, has a much longer history with the Jotun than we do, and this could be the key to our understanding of the language and codes, which are heavily based on historical reference. I also recommend more immediate and direct collaboration of all Laufeysonian and Asgardian history and language departments to increase our chances of solving this sooner. I understand your concerns about our greater access being used against you, but in this critical instance the empire can only humbly request your trust.”

“A prudent course of action. Although trust is not something I bestow easily upon my brot...the emperor, I grant it without reservation to you, good lady,” Thor said with a courteous smile. “We shall arrange such an exchange immediately.” Loki glared, but said nothing.

“Thank you for your confidence, Your Majesties,” Lea said in closing.

Odin couldn't resist twisting the dagger just a bit more into Loki, saying, “How flattering that you think we would know the Jotun better, when it's you who have a stray runt of a frost giant sitting on the throne itself. ”

“Enough!” Loki shouted in his deep, imposing voice. Unable to contain his temper. “We are finished!”

Thor sighed with visible sadness on his kind and open face. He still loved his little brother and missed him terribly, but would never dare to say so, and Loki would never hear it through his icy walls of bitterness. He bowed to both Loki and Lea saying, “Lady Lenora...Emperor. We thank you for your collaboration and insight. Farewell.”

The holograms faded in a flash of light, but the tension still strummed through the room like the pluck of a tight string. Loki stormed to his throne and sat heavily, looking off into the distance and stroking his lips with one finger while he thought his scattered thoughts. Lea stood next to the throne, straight-backed and neutral, thinking that perhaps he would be calling in the guards and military advisers once again and she wanted to look official. However, he simply called in one guard, and announced in a dangerously agitated tone that the meeting is adjourned, and for everyone to head immediately to their posts to execute the new measures. Lea moved to head back to her post as well, when she heard him call from behind her in a severe tone, “Not you!”

She froze in her tracks, shocked and afraid, heart thumping violently in her chest as she asked, “Have...have I done something wrong?”.

He just shook his head with that lethal inscrutable scowl and grabbed her wrist saying, “You're coming with me” as he spirited them away in a flash of green light.

@gigglingtigger @sweetsigyn @lokisgoodgirl, @peaches1958 @goblingirlsarah

#loki fanfic

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luzho · 10 months

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what im gonna be up to this week:

sydney adamu from the bear fanart. shes holding a sledge hammer. shes the best!!! i want her to succeed and her star please please pleaaaase STARS OH FUCK I GOTTA ADD STARS

next is gonna a nimona fanart. i need to find a ~metal~ pose for her first tho. and fun!!! it MUST be fun!!! (spoilers stop reading for real) Those Two will not get fanart from this man, for i have yet to process their amusing fallout and ten minute divorce and then 🥺🥺

there’s this house design project that was my final 3 years ago. i almost flunked it and i am not confortable with my proposal. and for the last years, every vacation period i say ‘i’m finally redoing it!!’ and then i dont. well. im an architect now and i gotta do it or else i will live in shame of knowing i did a shit job

read foundation’s edge!! its getting gooood tbh. i think i know where this is going but wow i like the unreasonably long explanatory conversations asimov fills this book with. also: fuck the series man. i was so fucking excited when they announced it, i thought apple tv could be trusted with not butchering it and the first episodes were all right (the proposed lore about the genetic dynasty and trantor ARE interesting)… BUT!!! spoilers blahblah WHAT THE FUCK ARE DORNICK AND HARDIN LIVING AT THE SAME TIME??? these protagonists should do their part in history and then we move the fuck on. that episodic pace of the trilogy spanning 4 centuries makes it amazing and those fucking assholes just barely sorta covered the first crisis in the entire season???!!!!! gaLAXy shut UP about these peoples personal lives and get to the part in which they outsmart fucking interstellar KINGDOMS!!!!! and seldon’s vault is OUTDOORS?? fuck off man

i wanna watch the shining again! maybe carrie but the newer one (i like the murdering effects better) maybe even citizen kane or y tu mamá también! i have a letterboxd now and i gotta inform myself on the classics u know

mmm i should write a synopsis and some basic character descriptions for my death note oc’s so i can post the art i already made. i’ve been trying to make the Perfect tumblr theme to condense all that info but im probably wasting my time there. should i just do a word file and use links? i really wanna hyperlink it. thats fun

thats it:)

#stuff i like #im so sorry for the long post if it takes up too much space out of nowhere dear friend

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jeonstellate · 9 months

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love is · · · — trivias & outtakes

✇༄ spoilers for the entire love is · · · series

✇༄ bulleted list format

masterlist | love is · · · masterlist

[gif’s full credit belongs solely to its owner]

✇༄ disclaimer: twilight from spy x family has nothing to do with this. i just wanted to use a gif of him as a header of sorts. heh.

✇༄ reader/main character will be referred to by their mafia codename ‘sea,’ just to make ramblings easier :]

inspo: plot & conflict

let’s get the general stuff out of the way first

so, this whole mini-series was actually thought of because i watched the “gambler” mv and band version one too many times as i tried to cope w pcd

[i highly recommend the band ver btw. it tempts me to swerve to changkyun every single time, istg]

and then i consequentially topped it off w mafia!aus . . .

truth be told, i wanted to save the hidden baby/secret child trope for future works since i didn’t want to overuse it

[it’s my go-to in my earlier, unpublished works. idk if they’ll ever see the light of day, but they’re def still in my drive somewhere]

i needed a big enough reason for sea to leave a relationship they were otherwise more than happy in — and (un)fortunately, i couldn’t think of any other situation

i figured being responsible for more than their own life should do the trick, so there

a general plot was made, tgt w the root of conflict

a gambler & a danger

ngl, out of all the parts for this mini-series, these two were the only ones that turned out exactly like how i planned them

specifically, the story captured in these two parts were the exact scenes i wanted to tell right from the start

there was no deviation from the original plot/screenplay or whatsoever

it was great

which, now that i think abt it, was prolly why i finished these two relatively quick

since there was no ‘what-if’s to consider

a secret

in contrast, i had a slight difficulty for this part because i had a ‘what-if’ scenario

i had to debate whether hoseok would be traveling alone or not

ngl, i have a tendency to go for the angstier way — but, for this case, the two options had contrasting effects on the story

option one was ultimately made canon

yk, hoseok crosses paths with sea on vacation and basically invites himself to walk around w them lol

but option two . . .

oh boy

did y’all hear abt that one time when hoseok was spotted at the airport w kihyun and changkyun? (it was after wonho became a soloist, so ot7 stans won that day *insert star eyes here*)

but yea, i basically took inspo from that and went— what if?

what if hoseok and then changkyun spotted sea?

then, different from canon, the convo they’d have would be significantly shorter since sea would feel more apprehensive about being in the same place as MX members

neither hoseok nor changkyun would have a chance to get close enough to learn kian’s name or even play w her since sea would of course leave as soon as possible

it’s debatable if sea would even get to think abt asking hoseok and changkyun the favor of not telling the others abt seeing them in their vacation

but, either way, the men’s eyes were still faster than sea since they already caught a glimpse of bebe kian

who, as hoseok canonically puts it, “looks a lot like her father”

now here’s the part that makes me scream— it’s so angsty i personally love it:

what if, as sea turned to leave, they saw someone not too far away who eerily looks like kihyun? looking at them? looking at kian?

[*screams*]

angst level through the roof already ik, but lemme make it worse

sea was written to have a strong resolve, someone who is selfish and selfless at the same time, someone who doesn’t back down easily

so yk what? even if they made eye contact w that person who eerily resembled kihyun, they would pretend they weren’t spooked

they would still leave . . . bc they already made their choice

as for the reason why i didn’t go with that route, even if it was literally the angstiest of the two aka my type lol

personally, i felt like option two would waste all of sea’s efforts to get away

i mean— sure, they would still reunite w kihyun eventually [bc yes, no matter what sea does, they’re still meant to end up w him]

but at least w option one, they had more time to enjoy their freedom — and w that extra time, they were able to have no regrets abt ruining an eight-year long of otherwise perfectly fine relationship

plus, if they saw each other then, sea would still be able to get away since it’d take kihyun a while to recover from his shock

but once he processed everything? he will try to find them. no amount of SVT’s countermeasures and precautions would be able to stop him. he will find sea and kian within two months — three months, tops.

however, as touched on in ‘a compass,’ that was exactly what sea didn’t want. bc they’d eventually end up hating him for real

overall, as much as i love angst, i didn’t want the series to get too messy once the domino effect hits, that was why i ultimately made option one canon

inspo: yoo kian

originally, i planned kian to be a boy

[just bc bb boys are my default for hidden baby!aus for some reason??? yea idk, either]

but then, yk how for some ppl you just see what gender of children “suit” them the best? like, minhyuk’s def a girl dad??

yea . . . same logic for kihyun. although his interactions w kylo are v uwu, i still see him as a girl dad. perhaps not as strong as my vision for minhyuk, but it’s still there

as for her name, sea never planned to completely erase kihyun in her life

they wanted to raise her away from him and out of his radar, yes, but they still wanted kian to have a piece of him wherever they go

hence sea let kian carry his surname and even share a syllable of her name w him

and they were only confident abt doing that bc, again, kihyun didn’t know abt bebe kian — he can’t track both of them using someone he didn’t even know existed

ik the spelling of her name can be considered masculine, but i merely romanized how her name would be written in hangul (키안/기안), so i see no point in giving her the feminine spelling of it

oh! i almost forgot: kian wasn’t actually the first name i thought of for sea and kihyun’s kid

i already forgot what the first name was, but the name kian was thought of after i remembered abt sian from tros lol

inspo: mafia codes

i wanted everyone to have a mafia codename of sorts

the members w stage names were easy, also those w alternate names (as in hyungwon’s case) since i just used those

but for those who have their real names as their stage names, i had to be creative

jooheon became ‘honey,’ after his current stage name that i keep forgetting [srly, i always forget that he goes by joohoney now T_T]

minhyuk became ‘gorae,’ which is korean for whale, his favorite animal

the only one i rlly had trouble w was kihyun’s code name

i personally associate him w hamsters, but i couldn’t thing of anything that could make ‘hamster’ as a code name intimidating, so i had to look for inspiration somewhere else

somehow, in my quest, i stumbled upon the fact that ‘yoo’ — kihyun’s last name — can be spelled as ‘ryu’ in the past

hence his code name ‘ryuki’

as for SVT members . . . there’s a reason why not all of them appeared in the series lol

i mean— besides the fact that it’s a MX-centered fic, most of them go by their real names on stage

and i rlly don’t have the energy to give everyone a creative code name lol

still, i came up with some just in case i ran out of members who have stage names

thus ‘player’ for wonwoo, after the carmen sandiego character and also the fact that he’s a gamer

‘moon’ for junhui, after his korean surname (문)

and two more back-ups i didn’t get to use: ‘ghost’ for seungkwan, solely bc his last name is boo [sometimes i think i’m funny] && ‘polar’ for hansol vernon, after his current emoji representative

though imma be honest

i have no idea who ‘labri’ is

when i first thought of the code name, it rooted from the word ‘lovely.’ when i tried to write it in hangul, it became ‘랍리’ or ‘labli’/‘labri’/‘lablee’/‘rabri’/— you get the idea

but with that, two members come to mind personally: jeonghan and mingyu

if ‘labri’ is jeonghan, it could also be the case that ‘labri’ came from ‘libra’ aka his zodiac sign, with a couple letters switched

however, if ‘labri’ is mingyu, it could also be the case that ‘labri’ came from ‘labrador’

so yea, idk who he is

a favor

despite being angsty, this part was a lil difficult to write ngl

i literally had to rewrite the entire thing three times before i finally had something i was satisfied w

i knew what i wanted to write, specifically what scenes i wanted to show, it was just a matter of how i should tell it

MX’s introduction to kian was originally captured in great detail as in move-for-move

but then . . . idk what was actually wrong w it, but it just seemed wrong for some reason???

i still saved that draft somewhere bc those scenes were so cute to me, but yea . . . i ultimately rewrote it

[sometimes i just don’t get how my brain works, sigh]

funnily enough, the scene that convinced me to even write this part in the first place didn’t even make the cut

like ‘a secret,’ this part also had a ‘what if’ — one that also had a contrasting effect to the story

the second idea was what i made canon

yk— wonho volunteered for the alliance but ryuki ended up the one getting engaged after MX pieced kian’s parentage tgt

but in the initial idea . . .

honey was chosen for the alliance

i didn’t work out how he was picked, but i did work out that he was v reluctant abt it — as in he wasn’t totally on board w it, but still agreed anw bc it was for MX’s future

sea wasn’t SVT’s pick for the marriage in this version tho

instead, honey was set to marry periwinkle aka perrie — someone who wasn’t part of SVT’s core, but a high-ranking member nonetheless

their dynamic was supposed to be like enemies-to-lovers, since both of them weren’t really fond of the idea

perrie was supposed to be rlly close w sea tho: partly bc the former was one of their “guards” until they left the country

which led to sea attending the wedding as a show of support

i mean— sure, for this ver, sea is still avoiding ryuki as much as they can, but with the alliance between SVT-MX pretty much complete, they're a bit more lax abt it than in canon

also bc of the logic that MX didn't find them to begin w before they crossed paths again, so the threat "make sure we never find you" in ‘a gamble’ is still in sea's favor

now here's the scene that convinced me to write this part in the first place but didn't even make the cut:

as it happened in canon, labri still mistakingly hands kian to the MX members before hurriedly leaving

and that event is still the reason why MX members will be able to piece together kian's parentage

although, for this ver, kian will resemble sea more than ryuki

[honestly idk how kian ended up looking like ryuki more in canon when i’ve been dead-set that she should look like her mapa more right from the beginning T_T]

[hoseok’s comment in ‘a secret’ was only supposed to be a signal like “i know who the father is”]

they will still be able to figure it out tho based on her features and other “coincidences”

unlike in canon tho, the one who will pick her up from MX’s house is sea

think “you fcking did WHAT? labri, you’re fcking DEAD. don’t fcking go near my daughter, i’m mad at you. i’ll pick her up myself”

yea, sea’s furious at labri oki

[like, so v much so that they literally signed up to go to the lion’s den unaccompanied without much thought]

and understandably so, since hello?? this whole thing was abt keeping kian & kihyun apart???

not to worry, though

surprisingly enough, had they met this way, they would’ve been pretty civil . . . and calm

i didn’t work out the logistics, but kihyun supposedly harbor no ill feelings for sea in this ver

it’s like . . . after piecing kian’s parentage, he just figures out what exactly happened and just . . . understood

so, yea

for this ver, “the talk” that happened in ‘a compass’ is a lot quieter and calmer

like it literally takes place while the other members painstakingly gather everything that belongs to kian that had been scattered around the house lol

and as a sort of soft epilogue, sea and ryuki would meet again in honey and periwinkle’s wedding reception

where it would be alluded that they would be a couple again in the future

and then [*hits the slate*] CUT

ngl i rlly looked forward to writing the reunion in this ver since it was the reason this part exist in the first place

but

as i progressed writing the opening scenes for this particular part, i realized it didn’t seem realistic that ryuki would just let sea off the hook that easily

sure, this is fiction and all, but i figured kihyun at least deserves some time to show sea that the trauma they caused wasn’t okay

cuz yk . . . we can’t just invalidate ppl’s feelings like that

so yeah

that’s why canon is the way it is

a journey & a compass

frankly, these two parts wouldn’t’ve existed if not for the anons that asked abt them

cuz i fully intended to just end the story in ‘a favor’

partly bc i knew if i extended the story beyond that, i would have no choice but to actually address kihyun’s trauma

not that there was smth wrong w doing that, it’s just . . . i didn’t want to mess it up

even if it’s fictional, that trauma is heavy yk

i think i messed it up anw but yk it is what it is ig

ngl there was only supposed to be one part after ‘a favor’

but, while i was writing ‘a journey,’ i noticed that there would be a shift in the tone?— the color?— idk how to phrase it— of the story

so i decided that it would be best to split the supplementary part into two

one focusing on the “pretending”

and the other on the “closure”

as i mentioned on one of my replies to an anon, the keyword for the last set of supplemental parts was ‘wedding’

yea, i technically could’ve just went straight to ‘a compass’ without having to write ‘a journey,’ that’s true

but there were some information in ‘a journey’ that i needed to mention

don’t ask what it was bc i can’t recall now lol

but yea that’s why there was ‘a journey’ before ‘a compass’ :D

inspo: significant others

sea actually had a name in the first draft of ‘a gamble’ bc i originally didn’t plan on sharing the story here

and every time a story is exclusively for me, i tend to create ocs since that’s what i did before my tumblr writer era

[yes, that’s why my mcmxcvii & mcu stuff are x oc . . . those universes were built years ago]

but anw

sea’s name was choi gaeul

they were supposed to share their last name with their cousin seungcheol

wait actually let me elaborate

they were named as such first

with their first name being from chu gaeul of boys over flowers [aka half of one of my first ships as a kid uwu]

&& then when the time came to pick a relative who share the same surname, seungcheol became an obvious choice

ergo, SVT was ultimately inserted in the story

ergo, the codename ‘autumn’ later on became out of question since that’s what gaeul meant

ngl had i published the story w an oc, bb kian’s full name would’ve easily been choi kian

which strangely would’ve changed the story in ‘a favor’ & onwards now that i think abt it

huh

anw sea’s occupation is an architect

why? solely bc of a small fact mentioned in ‘a journey’: so i can say that they thought seungcheol would simply ask them to design a blueprint for SVT’s house as a favor

that’s v shallow ik, but i always try to be as vague and as general as possible in my x reader fics

so when i do specify some things, they’re more likely than not thought of last min and had to be made bc i had no other choice

that includes the name drops for minhyuk’s and changkyun’s respective partners, actually — since i couldn’t just refer to them as their other half every single time

they’re more than just that yk

i came up with minhyuk’s partner’s name first — nari — bc they were supposed to be mentioned by name in ‘a favor,’ right in the beginning when it was discussed that them & minhyuk were already married by then

for extra measure, i also planned out some things abt nari & their relationship w minhyuk just in case i needed them

like how nari’s works in a flower shop & somehow met minhyuk there one day, allowing for their love story to start [yea, they got the florist-mafia trope. it’s cute]

&& also how nari is actually pregnant during ‘a favor’ & onwards

them seeking advice from sea abt giving birth & parenthood was actually my back up plan for the story flow lol

actually, that also includes them offering to babysit kian for “experience” [one of my drafts actually had a scene where ryuki & sea had a fight abt this lol]

funnily enough, the name nari was thought of bc i remembered abt the narra tree

it was rlly random, but that basically gave my name search a direction — name starting w n, meaning possibly related to plants

&& tada~ nari means ‘lily’ — or so google says

i didn’t bother thinking of a surname for nari though, or hayeon too, for that matter

in fact, changkyun’s partner has less info planned out compared to nari

most likely bc i didn’t intend them to play a huge role in the series or appear at all

but alright, here’s everything i came up w abt changkyun’s partner

their name hayeon was from one of the former kids in tros [i just think it’s a beautiful-cute name, nothing else]

they’re a doctor, speciality unknown — most likely smth related to surgery tho

mostly bc the trope that i thought for them two involves kyun getting wounded && hayeon fixing him up

i did consider that hayeon was prolly the first person to know abt sea’s pregnancy

and, for some reason, sea was alright w them knowing

specifically, for wtv reason, sea knew hayeon would keep that knowledge a secret from MX

i didn’t rlly flesh out the ‘why,’ exactly, but it was def hinted in ‘a compass’

smth abt what happened to hayeon will fs prompt MX to tighten their security/surveillance around sea when they find out that they’re pregnant

ngl what ‘happened’ may or may not have involved hayeon getting kidnapped . . .

and let’s just say hayeon believes that it’s better to stay away from any mafia than to accept some sort of protection from them

based on their experience, yk the mafia protection basically failing them, they have the right to feel that way

so yeah: sea knowing that particular belief of theirs def played a part on why sea would feel safe sharing their secret w them

&& also why hayeon was intentionally ‘absent’ in the series compared to nari whose scenes just got cut: they were staying as far away from all the mafia shenanigans as much as possible

which, really, wasn’t difficult for them to do given that they’re a doctor & everything

since we’re on the topic, i might as well mention this

hayeon & changkyun’s on-&-off relationship was def influenced by their kidnapping

i won’t go to details bc i didn’t actually flesh it out

but, as i see it rn, their story def has so much angst in it that i can’t even guarantee a ‘happy ending’ for them if i ever write it

final notes

this rambling has gone on longer than i intended

i didn’t realize i had so much to say abt the ‘behind’ of this series oml

but anw

to close, i just want take a moment to thank you guys for reading & showing interest in ‘love is · · ·’

it’s the first series i finished wo having all the parts prewritten before posting, so all the interactions — the likes, the reblogs, the comments, the messages — really drove this to completion

i read all the reblogs, tags, comments, & msgs btw, even if i only replied to the asks

mostly bc i despise how it’s my ‘main’ blog that replies whenever i answer a comment smh

&& like . . . idk how i can answer reblogs/tags . . .

i love reading them, actually

i went back to read every single one of them multiple times to help me finish everything. they helped me a lot fr

and i uh— i’m so sorry i broke your hearts several times

i’m admittedly just good at dropping angsty one-liners && my fluffy writing needs a lot of work

so hopefully the hopeful ending made all the heartbreak worth it . . . somehow. somewhat.

if there’s anything you’re curious abt that i didn’t address in this lengthy ramble, pls send me an ask here!!

feel free to send me other stuff through there too: what you liked abt this series, what frustrated you, idk. wtv else you think of

that way i can actually reply *insert dancer emoji, three times, here*

forewarning tho: you might get a reply that’s more than what you asked for bc i tend to overshare—

but anw yea

from the v bottom of my heart, thank you for tuning to ‘love is · · ·’ and following ryuki & sea’s story (⌒▽⌒)♡

#yoo kihyun x reader #kihyun x reader #monsta x x reader #yoo kihyun imagines #kihyun imagines #monsta x imagines #yoo kihyun scenarios #kihyun scenarios #monsta x scenarios #yoo kihyun oneshots #kihyun oneshots #monsta x oneshots #mafia!au #yoo kihyun #kihyun #monsta x

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the-one-and-only-aroace · 1 year

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Gonna rant here

Tw for: mentions of death, cursing, school shootings, gun violence, basically anything related to schools being shot up (don’t usually use tws but I think it’s necessary)

So, not gonna talk about my stance on gun control laws because there is an obvious correct stance and I’m not willing to allow any question of that. School shootings are happening, kids are dying, kids are suffering, families are being destroyed, if you value your “freedom” to own a gun over that, go fuck yourself.

I live in nowhere, texas. I know there are churches with a bigger congregation that my towns population. My school district isn’t “town name” isd, it has a different name because it has to teach 4 different towns to be able to be afforded. But, I live in texas, which means there are more guns in a 2 mile radius than classrooms in my entire school district.

That’s pretty much irrelevant, but whatever. What I really want to say is that if your kid or any kid is involved in a shooting, there is nothing you can do to protect them. There is nothing. Because no drill, no procedure, no bulletproof backpack is gonna save them.

School shooting procedures have been the same for decades, everyone in America knows them. Be silent, huddle along a wall hidden from the window, draw the shade, turn the lights off, pretend there’s no one there, text your parents you love ‘em, theres no guarantee you’ll ever see them again, pray the shooter falls for the only trick you know. But the shooter knows too, don’t they? They grew up learning the same rules and going through the same motions. They know that your classroom has kids in it, they know damn well. The kids are damned, have been for years, and nothings gonna change.

And maybe, just maybe, if every room is perfect, silent and pitch black, the shooter will think their mistaken. Maybe it was a vacation day? Maybe it was an unused makeup day? But most shooters are students, they know. They know when school is out and they know what students will be in what rooms and they know exactly what you know. So you’re damned, everyone is damned. Better hope you didn’t make them mad, cuz it doesn’t take much work to pull the trigger.

It doesn’t matter of the rules change either, hide in one room so everyone is safe, evacuate immediately, just freeze, carry on as normal, pretend your rooms a fluke to waste the shooters time. The shooter will know, they will always know. Because anyone could be a shooter as far as you know, and there’s nothing you can do about. The children of America are damned in the name of freedom.

#rant

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sparatus · 2 years

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wip wednesday

tagged by @korblez ilu

it’s not a lot cause surprise covid so i haven’t gotten a lot of writing done, but this one idea has been what i’ve been chewing on the whole time i’ve been sick and it’s the only thing i can work on until my brain lets me think about other projects again lol

basically! saren and nihlus solve a murder mystery, in which an interspecies summit goes drastically wrong and saren and nihlus, there on what was supposed to be an easy almost-vacation assignment, get drafted to find the killer. drawing a lot from an old love of agatha christie and other classic mystery novels, except this one has gay space birds taking breaks from the investigation to make out because it’s important to the plot i promise. fedorian and benezia and aethyta will also be present, for my own amusement.

tagging whoever sees this and wants to do it because i’m lazy but also specifically dragging in @thetrashbagswasteland cause this is your doing come look at what you’ve wrought

Fic: To Catch a Rabbit (working title) Pairing: Saren Arterius/Nihlus Kryik Rating: M, possibly E we’ll see Current WC: 606

Relay traffic queues were, in Saren's experience, the worst part of travel. They took forever even in remote areas. They wasted fuel. Everywhere other than major hub systems had automated traffic controls, so there was no real person to talk to about where he was in line. Even Spectre privileges didn't get him anywhere fast.

And, most annoyingly of all, the proximity to comm relays meant people could contact him, and he couldn't blame a disconnect on a bad signal.

"Saren, Ierian is calling."

Saren's mandibles flicked hard. "Mm. Tell him I'm so sorry, but I'm not home." He uncrossed and recrossed his legs propped up on the dash, then dug out another spoonful of ice cream from the tub in his lap. Whenever the councilor wanted his attention mid-flight, it was never for anything good or worth pausing his vid over. The old cob could wait.

"One moment... You've received a new text message. Transcription: 'Pick up, smartass, your VI already said you're stuck at the relay.'"

Saren scowled. "And why would you tell him that?" Traitorous computer. He'd opted to camp out in the cockpit to watch vids specifically so they could get moving as soon as they cleared the queue, not so the autopilot could annoy him.

"Patching you through." He could hear the smug amusement in Azö's vocoder. Programming in a personality had been a mistake.

He heaved a sigh, hit pause on the remote, and stuck his spoon into the ice cream as the call connected with a chirp. "So I assume this means the next time you're stuck in traffic, I can feel free to harass you at my leisure."

The heavy, long-suffering sigh he got in return was almost worth having to pause Last of the Legion. Almost. "You do that anyway," the councilor grumbled. "How soon will you be back on the Citadel?"

Saren lifted a brow plate. "That depends entirely on why you're asking me that question," he drawled. His hand inched toward the remote. He had subtitles on, maybe he'd just mute and hit play anyway. Ierian would never know. "If you want to give me medals for being the most specialest boy in all the galaxy, let me check my place in the queue. If you want to give me another mission for the same reason, terribly sorry, I have a dentist appointment on Altakiril, can't be postponed, deepest apologies."

"I hate you so much sometimes, I want you to understand that."

"If you didn't, I'd be concerned." He tipped his head to one side and swivelled his foot out of the way of the nav display. "ETA to the Citadel is about five hours," he reported, readjusting his legs again. One of the perils of long feet was every comfortable sitting position eventually becoming less than such, thanks to everything digging into delicate bone. "I assume this means you want to speak with me in person."

"Please." Ierian's subvocals rang more tired than annoyed; probably the dreaded budget meeting day. "My office, you'll be expected. And do try to be punctual this time, I'm not staying here any later than I have to."

"I'm always punctual, Councilor, you're thinking of my unfortunate choice in students."

"That's a lie, and we both know it, but whatever, fine, I have better things to do than argue with you."

Saren fluttered his mandibles, and he took his spoon again. "In five hours, Ierian. Mind your blood pressure."

A grumbled series of closed-dialect words Saren assumed were curses was the only farewell he got before Ierian hung up with a sharp click. It was the small victories, sometimes.

#wip wednesday #ierian's writing

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starblue2406 · 1 year

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Stories from mini-hell III

This one is definitely my favorite. I've talked about my cousin and if my memory serves me correctly, I've also talked a bit about how she discovered the fic, it's a funny and tragic story. You're going to enjoy getting to know her and I'll get a few laughs out of it.

The story occurred in early August 2021. I'm sure it was the first or second of that month.

I was on vacation with my family and this time we had the opportunity to take my youngest cousin from my father's family.... My dear cousin Abraham.

On that vacation I got 440 pesos thanks to him, about 200 pesos because we did an exchange of places (since we both wanted to be at the window but I won the place) and with that I bought a Donald Duck keychain and some pens, nothing interesting, but the great thing was how I got the other 240 pesos.

We had just come back from having some tacos al pastor for dinner, but as soon as I got home I felt like going to the bathroom so I didn't waste much time and went in.

Meanwhile, my cousin had been left alone with a table and a notebook on one side, the entire contents of the notebook being protected by a single blank sheet of paper while a big fat notebook full of contents tantalized him. Abraham being himself, he couldn't hold his curiosity and the desire to cause chaos, he picked it up and opened it.

I meanwhile went about my business very calm and confident until a big question came through the door that barely let noise in and out....

"Rebecca! Is Arceus male or female?".

At that moment I knew what was going on, I came out as fast as I could from the bathroom, washed my hands and I could tell I almost came out like in the cartoons, with a piece or roll of paper on one of my feet.

I took the notebook to the trip to reread it in case it was necessary while I also did volume 2, but I never wanted Abraham to discover it, on the contrary I tried to take care of it as much as I could and he had not noticed it for a long time even when I illustrated it in his house when I went to visit him, more than hiding it because I was afraid of him it was because of what he could do by having such valuable information of my creation.

But Abraham always discovers my secrets sooner or later and there he was, with the notebook in his hands and very surprised by what his eyes were seeing. I automatically snatched the notebook from his hands and told him to leave it alone.

It wasn't a fight, it was more like a chase in which I wanted to take as much as I could while he insisted that I had genuinely caught his attention, but I didn't want to and basically we were like that:

In the end he even got my parents in the middle as they were asking why we were making so much noise as I was screaming in fear and hysteria and he was calling my mom, my evil cousin replied that he wanted to pay to read a comic book, but I didn't want to show it to him. Even my parents (obviously not knowing the context) insisted for the money and Abraham put me against the wall.

I went into our room and talked to him (taking advantage of the fact that the doors were almost silent). Abraham and I talked and I really didn't have many options, I was between accepting his money and peacefully let him read the comic or resist until he accused me with my parents, because we are both fully aware that they would be very angry with me for drawing and writing something Yaoi themed and for the +18 content.

In the end I agreed, he paid me 240 pesos (because it was the last thing he had) and at 11 or 12 at night he started reading all of volume 1 and the little he had of volume 2.

We both stayed awake until 3 or 4 AM. The tension and silence in the room was strong, as there was no good Internet, I had to distract myself with something else, in this case I started reading the first book of the Harry Potter saga.

We were both focused on what we were reading, the only thing alive in that environment were the fans and the heat. Abraham's expressions went from a cultured reader to a big comic book fan, but there was something he said while reading that I will never forget.

While I was at the part where Harry plays quiddich, Abraham was reading what would come to be the equivalent of chapter 6 of the written version. I just when I got to the part where Harry takes the snich out of his mouth and the whole audience is surprised, just at that moment my was in one of the parts of the comic that he likes the most and because of the emotion of the moment he said

"What a passionate kiss"...

Yes... Abraham said that... And I can say that hearing that right in that part of my book made me feel the same awe that the audience felt when they saw Harry win.At that moment I wanted the earth to swallow me.

And he didn't say it to annoy me, he genuinely liked that!

I just laughed after reasoning what I had just heard, we chatted for a while and went on with our business. Abraham doesn't like to read, so not being used to it, he took his time reading because he didn't want to be completely guided only by the images, but in spite of that I could see how little by little his face went from interest, emotion to worry and suffering. Abraham felt the drama little by little, it hurt him a lot in a chapter where the tension is strong and it also hurt him in his heart the betrayal; to bother him when I was getting to the part of the betrayal I left the room and calculated the considerable time to return and I entered the room again with the sad music of the end of five nights ay Freddy's 3.

Abraham suffered a lot for making a happy chapter to tense, separating the couple in such a cruel way and much later when he read volume 2 when it was already complete he hated me for making Arceus a repulsive character. But above all at that moment he reproached me for having separated Damos and Arceus, basically I had reached the worst part of any soap opera, that is when the writers make life impossible for the main characters and separate them.

We were literally like this:

Translation:

Cartman/ Abraham:It's not fair! They were so happy together! They belonged to each other

Buthers/Star blue:Everything will be fine, they will find love elsewhere

Cartman/ Abraham: Of course not! It will not!. Fuck you Buthers/Rebecca, asshole!

Poor thing, she was so sad that she almost threw the notebook in my face, she wanted to but didn't because it was more her sadness than her frustration against me. Also when she finished reading she talked a lot about how great Marcus was and in fact I forgot to mention that she loved his appearances, she was thrilled and even made him laugh with the expressions I drew him and the situations he got into, plus she fell in love with his personality and charisma.It's one of the few things of my authorship that my cousin had to admit that he liked and even loved it.

It's difficult since my cousin will hardly qualify as "passable" something good of my authorship and even more if it's a Yaoi type story, so seeing how he loved, cried and beats his chest for the story and his favorite character to date is an achievement for me and his opinion is still valid to date, plus thanks to him I won 240 pesos >:).

This is without a doubt my favorite experience, because of how spontaneous, funny and tragic everything was.In fact, my cousin wanted to forcefully change the fate of the betrayal and he wanted to pay me a good amount of money to color and add backgrounds to the comic.You might think it would be easy but the comic books are simple and can barely handle all the manipulation I do with the drawings and his pens and whiteoutSo what Abraham wanted would pretty much destroy the notebook and she wasn't willing to change the betrayal part or make an alternate side for just one person, she was too busy and I could barely handle the production of the main comic on its own and I didn't want to get behind with Volume 2, so I ultimately turned it down.

I was also threatened for about two months after he betrayed me, but in the end I think he got bored of having me afraid and in the end he ended up getting bored of it and I Well, I already have all my emergency plans in case a screw comes loose and it's gossipy with my mom xD.

This is my favorite anecdote and I definitely had to tell it as part of the anniversary. It is the one that made me feel the most emotions.

#fanfic #fanfiction #pokemon fanfiction #fanfic aniversary #second aniversary #2nd anniversary #aniversario #stories from mini-hell

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