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magnapanther · 6 months

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FINISHED WORK?? on MY page??? it's far less likely than you'd think. and yet, somehow, here we are. :D

(well, finished enough to post and call "done", i should say. i may yet meddle with some details when i inevitably notice ten more flaws immediately after posting :D)

good old moss knight, such a devout follower of big slug. surely no wandering knight would ever end such a noble creature's life before he had the chance to speak with a certain fellow at a nearby bench! :D

this was essentially just me testing the waters with digital after some time avoiding it, and especially colours/lighting. it's been a while since i actually tried to make something fully fleshed out like this. i don't know, i feel like it could have come out worse :)

#inktober #inktober 2023 #art #artists on tumblr #my art #digital art #krita #hollow knight #moss knight #greenpath #lake of unn #stuff i'm actually somewhat proud of #!! incoherent jumble of words incoming !!#this took entirely too long to finish. i am officially burnt out for the time being and will be returning to a slower rate of production :)#so yeah. gonna be likely stopping inktober here for the year D:#seriously each day was just getting more and more stressful. and i have not been happy with the last few days. so today's the finale! :D #and i can no longer allocate 1-2 hours per day to come up with something different while balancing everything else going on right now :/#it sucks to have to say that but i'm still glad i made it most of the way. this was my first inktober and i definitely was not ready.#but i had a ton of fun with it!! just need to slow down a bit. for my own sake :)#thus concludes my lengthy tags rambling. i put a lot into this project! (even though i know it's not great) i hope you like it :)#thank you for indulging my scattered and incoherent stream of consciousness. now i'm done rambling for good this time :D

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mishapen-dear · 2 years

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i've learned how to draw from complete strangers. like just. little internet tutorials, or seeing how someone draws a nose or a jawline and copying them, or watching speedpaints on youtube and learning what the hell an overlay layer was from that. like sure i've learned a lot of my ability from a few studies and experiments, but my perspective rules? colour theory? shape language? i only knew to study and experiment with those Because of all the tutorials i've seen. the second-most given art advice (beyond "practice") is "see what your favourite artist is doing and pick out what you like about their style!" and! idk! there's something so beautiful about how we're all strangers, but there's so much community in the art community? there's so so many strangers who took time out of their own lives to make flesh clouds or anatomy guides or explain perspective rules, and I wouldn't be where i am today without them. i cannot explain how grateful i am to those people, and how happy i am that so many people fucking. share. sometimes i think about a rose drawing tutorial made by some 15 yo that i watched when i was 12. it was pretty basic im not gonna lie, but i drew roses like that for years. I still draw roses like that when i want to spent a little extra time on them. i saw some artist talking about using thin lines so they'd have to get better with their linework rather than relying on the juicy thick lines, and i copied them and can now wield linewidth like a beast (when. i want to . which is not often). i've watched so many speedpaints that render skin in so many different ways that its all boiled down to the one method i use. neck width. hair physics. hair shine or lack thereof. eyes, pupils, mouth. fucking noses and the million variations. clothes???? idk i am like 100% rambling at this point but it's so fuckin nice to look at my art and see the ways i've been shaped by the kindness of other people

#mishapen rambles #i am completely incoherent tonight and thus it is Text Wall time #i bet id be really good at writing an essay rn im so fuckin verbose #anyway this is why i LOVE it when people talk about their creative processes #do you create things? want to talk about it? PLEASE DO #there are people who will see it and will learn from it #even if youre 'not good enough' i swear 12 yo me beginning artist baby would have had no idea how to spot a single one of the mistakes #you're agonized by. again ive now surpassed the skill of that rose tutorial but i still think about it a lot and how i couldnt see any erro #it's stunning to show a non-artist a piece you're not happy with and they're just. amazed #i once drew a real Shit Pile worthy face in front of my dad and one of his work friends and they were blown away by how fast i made it #idk just hey here's a love letter to everyone who shares anything about their creative process #ilu you're doing great and are a vertebrae in the backbone of this community #this all goes for writing too but the circulated writing tricks seem to be. trendified? more often than art tips #hey fun fact you can use 'said' as many fuckin times as you want i prommy #you don't always need whatever big fancy phrase or detailed description #if it hurts to write just don't write it #you will get so much farther with two sentences than a three paragraph slog #this mishapen dear is full of too much love for the creative community and all the people who never knew her but still taught her

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aberooski · 1 year

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Okay I have enough fics and shit to write right now as it is, I currently have 4 in the works 🙃, but last night while I was trying to sleep I had a thought. I think I came up with a very baseline very bare bones idea for a possible OUAD 2.

A possible title for which I came up with was Once Upon A Kingdom OUAK if you will. And literally as I typed this out, Once Upon A Winter OUAW akskskskk and it would take place months after the events of OUAD, Chazz and Atticus are officially a couple now, and Atty takes him on a trip to see the Northern Kingdom or the Crystal Kingdom if ur in with the OUAD deep lore 👀 where he and Lexi are from and with Jay, Sy, and Hassleberry in tow, winter wonderland hijinks and capers ensue 👀

Now I have no idea what the actual greater plot would be but I really like the idea of visiting another kingdom since in the 'deep lore' there are 5 kingdoms that exist in the world, but since the Kingdom of the East was canonically destroyed by Slade and Jagger before the events of OUAD, there's still 3 other kingdoms outside the Golden Kingdom. The northern, western, and southern kingdoms if you will. The Golden Kingdom is the central kingdom. So we get to see more of the world, and open the door for more of the ensemble cast to get involved, I fully intend to include Jesse and Bastion at the very minimum if I wrote this I fully imagined a whole conversation with Jaden and Jesse last night, immortal magical fairy Jay gets to flirt with the cute human boy 👀 so I have thoughts happening ☺

Like I said I have no idea what an actual greater plot would look like yet and I have way too much to work on right now to put too much thought into it right now, but I promise babes. OUAD 2 may be on the back burner right now, but it is also very firmly on the table 😉

#why must all my best ideas come when I'm about to fall asleep like you couldn’t have given me more than that brain???#no but fr I have so much to work on but I'm actively in the early staged of planning here #obviously Crowler will be in there somewhere too I'm not about to exclude my favorite dad 😤 but i dunno what's going on in it at all yet #maybe we'll even see more fairy society shit too cuz I love thinkin about it and I mean Hassleberry did kill Jagger with mega ancient magic #that he's supposed to be too weak magically to be able to do and the other fairies are canonically kinda mean to him for that #and because of his whole animal side thing that he was just born with in OUAD which yknow isn't normal even for magical beings #so when they find out he did that I mean that's gonna shake things up in their society man #plus I did establish that Zane canonically exists in OUAD because he's briefly mentioned in chapter 11 #and K think it's fucking hilarious that he of all people is a fairy 😂 but Sy is so he kinda has to be lol #I already have so many thoughts but they're incoherent and make no sense still so we'll see what happens when things start coming together #but that'll be a while still. I probably won't really mess with it at least until after Chazzerella #because that one honestly shouldn't be all that long once I get started actually writing it. not a lot happens in that movie akskks #but for now I'll leave y'all with this mess I guess akskks whoops 😅#abby's just rambling don't mind her #abby fully admits she's an idiot #Once Upon A Duelist #yugioh gx #yugioh gx fanfiction #chazz princeton #atticus rhodes #stormshipping #syrus truesdale #jaden yuki #tyranno hassleberry #alexis rhodes

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woolydemon · 2 months

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All your ninjago art reblogging has hit me hard with a realisation of fucking why do people bother to make Zane black if their gonna just give him the whitest blonde hair and blue eyes. It would be one thing if his hair was dyed but they put no effort into showing that it is, and he still has the brightest blue eyes ever. I get that they like the colour contrast, I get that they wanna show his ice connections, but if you wanna make a character black then at LEAST drop the euro centric beauty standards oh my god.

i do agree that I actually would like to see more of Zane with light hair that resembles actual bleached hair + brown eyes if he's going to be depicted as black.

Though I do think for the blue eyes part it is largely based on him being a robot, so like he's got led eyes that glow blue. maybe I'm not the best person to ask if this is bad or not, but I'm personally ok with this. It's not like ppl are supposed to think that's realistic (they're glowing robot eyes) + if ur depicting the other characters with non-eurocentric eye colors (like please. they're like all asian ....) as it further shows it's simply a robot feature (You can also argue his hair not resembling dyed hair is also bc of robot stuff like. Artificial hair ig??? Idk how I fully feel abt that one though)

but even then he does occasionally don looks where he's supposed to blend in with humans, so blue eyes can be a bit odd for that (in s8 though his human disguise had blue eyes in it... But whatever).

Another thing that would be cool actually for Zane to have light hair + blue eyes is for him to be an albino black guy. I do not see a lot of ppl depict characters in general like this, so it would be, as I said, Cool to see that. Still doesn't mean u can skimp out on making sure his features aren't eurocentric in this one as he's still black here

grain of salt for my takes on this since I'm not black I'm just passionate abt diversity in character design, feel free to wreck my shit or add onto it if ur more qualified to talk about it <:] ,,

#anon i also think a lot abt how ppl draw ninjago characters with white features and it makes me go bro cmon....#the other post i talked abt how i rlly specifically dont like blue eyes jay #give me brown eyed jay or give me death #like i said already i see all the characters as asian #(pls. just let me have this for my guilty pleasure butchered asian culture depiction media.#let me have them at least be asian and not white ppl in oriental aesthetic world)#so thats a no-no for me.#but also bc of the movie i attach the Pakistani headcanon onto him #so thats still asian. double no to blue eyes for me #Lloyd i can be a bit particular with too bc i like to think he has naturally brown eyes but Green Powers can make them look green.#like listen to me rn. You arent making the grandson of the guy who created this world White. You Arent. Dont Try It.#id honestly prefer if his hair was depicted as dyed too for that same reason #anywya this post is about Zane !!!!#personally i just cant stand white zane. too scary for me #and bc hes a robot i can be lenient on showing him with things like blue eyes and light hair as long as they're clearly robot features #like idk. due diligence besides that to appropriately show black features on him is the real make or break for me #thats my take a bit here ig. would still love dark eyes and realistically dyed hair #ESPECIALLY IF ITS A HUMAN ZANE AU. i wouldnt make that one blue eyes and naturally light hair #im typing this at 3am so if its incoherent and rambly. its bc it is #ask wooly???

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ankerrigan · 8 months

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I figured out that I hate steampunk because it feels too much like a gross theme park-ification of like, the rust belt

which it's not it's like very obviously victorian england and the american west but I almost feel like that drives my point home because the gross effect on the environment that the industrial revolution had on this area so often goes completely ignored

and (at least my particular sliver of the rust belt but probably all of us broadly) feel like we're living in the natural conclusion of steampunk which is shit like everyone having every disease and tap water you can light on fire

and idk maybe I'm sensitive but when your entire 6th grade science curriculum is the history of your local watershed and you learn all about how a huge portion of the rivers and lakes in your community are dangerous to drink/swim/fish/interact with in any capacity because of decades of environmental war crimes committed by you and your classmates' grandparents on orders of the rich out-of-towners (who would later fire all of them when those goddamned liberals came in and said "you can't pour acid and nuclear waste into the drinking water anymore" the commie bastards anyway enjoy the trauma of being in a patriarchal capitalist society that's led you to believe your whole entire worth as a person is dependent exclusively on your ability to generate capital for your family and then suddenly and unexpectedly losing the one method of capital generation accessible to you, hope you were union so you at least get severance pay) it just kinda makes that whole aesthetic

hit different

(really kills the appeal of seafood too)

#potentially incoherent rambling #I have a thought here but idk if I'm communicating it well #also worried this makes me sound like I'm like anti-technology lmao which I promise I am not #I love technology I just hate what it took to get a lot of it #and wish we'd moved slower and done better instead of playing fast and loose with our home yknow #anyway steampunk is also just kind of ugly idk #all your ocs have blacklung but go off I guess #kerrigan originals

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ahegato · 5 months

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[NSFW] Obey Me - MC begs him to fill them up

I’m sorrrrrryyy I’m really not I had to do this

m.list

TW: unprotected sex, creampie, swearing Characters: demon bros Writer: ahegato

note: basically, it’s the first time MC and him are having sex without protection (it’s of course assumed that both are safe in this case), and at the end, MC asks him to finish inside of them. I can't possibly be the only one into this kinda thing, so here y'all go!

LUCIFER:

“hm?”

he stops and pretends he didn’t hear you, just to make you say it again

as much as his animalistic urges tell him to immediately do it - to physically claim you as his - he also can’t just immediately give in

so he makes you beg even more for it

all while he has a smirk on his lips

you whine as you repeat it again

“really now?”

he stares you down, watching you wiggle to get some friction, as he’s still not moving

“yes... please, Lucifer...”

the demon chuckles, gently palming your face with his hand

then he suddenly begins to roughly thrust into you again, leaving you starstruck, eyes rolling up into your skull as you mumble his name

on his very last thrust before reaching his orgasm, he whispers “you’re mine” in your ear, sending you over the edge as well

I wouldn’t be surprised if he wanted to stay inside you for a while

during that time, he’s very affectionate and sweet, more than he usually is, basically drowning you in compliments and kisses

MAMMON:

starts to moan. like a lot

I mean he already was but it definitely got louder and more frequent

like imagine pornstar kind of moans

loud enough to possibly wake up Belphegor in the attic

his trembling knees nearly give in underneath him

he leans down until your noses are almost touching, whispering “i love you” over and over again between his moans

moans your name really loudly when he bottoms out in you, eyes rolling up into his skull as he fills you up

his arms are tightly wrapped around you, and he refuses to move his face currently buried in your neck

you rake your fingers through his hair as you ask him what he’s doing, and that’s when he lets out a sniffle

“i just love you so much” he cries, streams of happy tears running down his face

(post nut crying is surprisingly wholesome and it’s so fucking cute don’t @ me)

LEVIATHAN:

cums on the spot, letting out a whimper as he does so

mumbles incoherent words as he rides through his high

after finally calming down, he just kind of froze

you’re not sure if it’s because he realized what you asked for or because he accidentally finished without you

when it’s been about 10 seconds of complete silence, you start to genuinely get concerned

you’re about to ask if he’s okay when he bursts into a ramble where he profusely apologized, his face red as a tomato

won't look you in the eyes, burying his face into your chest

you try to reassure him that it’s okay and that you understand

…coyly adding that you’re just happy that you got what you wanted *wink wink*

he stares at you, his cheeks basically on fire at this point

guess who’s hard again 😏

SATAN:

slows his movement down

“oh? what was that? did my kitten just ask me to fill them up?”

you quickly nod, to which he leans down, feeling your shaky breath against his face

“who am I to refuse what you so desperately want?”

to which he speeds up again, rutting against you harder and faster, but also taking one of his hands down to stimulate you as well

as much as he desperately wants to release, he wants you to do so as well

won’t let himself finish until you’ve done it first

once you were pushed over the edge he couldn’t hold it back anymore, with your walls clenching around him, and he slams into you one last time before finally releasing

he will keep you in place until you’ve taken every single drop of him

ASMODEUS:

“mmm, of course. anything for you, my darling~”

I think he’d prefer the moment to be slow and deep rather than fast and hard, which usually isn’t the case

but you’re special to him, you’ve touched his heart in a way that no one else ever has

and he wants to show that through his actions

he wants to show that this is not him being the avatar of lust, this is him being absolutely infatuated by you

definitely holding at least one of your hands, the other most likely resting on one side of your face

he wants... no. he needs to see you

"look at me, sweetheart"

like Satan, he starts to touch you to bring you closer to the edge

he wants to finish together with you

the hand holding yours will tighten its grip as you both reach your climax, Asmodeus leaving moans and whines behind him as he does so

lusty boi is all about aftercare, so he brings you to the bathroom to shower off all the stickiness

then he'll snuggle with you in bed until you fall asleep

BEELZEBUB:

this boi has a breeding kink

so many people have mentioned it in their headcanons, and yeah I can kinda see it being true

“really? you really want it?” he asks with a look of surprise

once you confirm it, he wastes no time in speeding up his thrusts, gripping onto you even tighter from the pleasure

“I’m about to finish... I’m going to finish deep inside of you...” he huffs in your ear, “you’re going to be so full once I’m done”

you whine in response, moving into his thrusts to speed it up

with a deep guttural growl, he fills you up

...and I mean really fills you up

the fluid quickly starts to seep out of you, even while he’s still inside

that’s how much we’re talking about here

he’ll probably change the position so you can snuggle, but he’ll stay inside for as long as you’ll let him

it might even lead to him getting hard again tbh

BELPHEGOR:

at first he doesn’t see it as a super big deal

like it’s definitely an exciting thing, but he’s not crazy about it like some of the others are

he’s still pretty pleased though

because that means there’ll be less for him to clean up

because it’s such a close and intimate thing

“you want it inside?” he whispers softly, and you quickly nod

speeding up his movements, he feels himself get close

he wasn’t prepared for it to feel this good, and he ends up being way louder than he thought

you guys are usually rather quiet, or at least he is

he's practically whining and moaning like a pornstar

it doesn’t take much more for him to get over the edge

“ah fuck MC, ” he moaned as he connected his hips with yours a few more times, letting out spurts of his cum as he did so

his orgasm lasts for way longer than usual, all he can do is let out a few whimpers from the sensation, gripping you tightly

someone definitely heard him

✦ written 06/2023 - 11/2023 ✦ posted 28/11/2023 ✦ ahegato ✦

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spitdrunken · 7 months

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I’ve been thinking about winter king a lot… all of this is essentially an excuse to ramble about some thoughts ive had about him, so don’t think too hard about how reader/you ended up in his universe, there's no reason haha notes: manipulative behaviour, unhealthy relationship.

A person can only withstand so much time with only the company of creatures they made themselves. Winter King is no different. He hadn't noticed it at first, the fact that every word out of his subjects' mouths is predictable, and that their one personality traits was dedication. Back then, he'd been caught up in the thrill of a life without madness, too lost in the mind that could hold coherent thoughts. (The price that had been paid for that change had not been his to pay.)

But, with time, a loneliness- Well, not a loneliness. No, that is a pathetic word, that belongs with the pathetic past self of his that he's shed by now. Let's call it a boredom that settled over him. One that made him allow Candy Queen to kidnap him over and over again, despite the fact he could easily defeat her. At least around her, there was unpredictability, and a semblance of a conversation to be had. As incoherent as it was, it was close to a human conversation. An odd thing it is, for that word to pop into his mind now. She has never been human, and he has long ceased to be one.

What use is it being this charming, this handsome, when there's nobody around with enough brain cells to admire it? He'd never been popular as the Ice King, understandably so, he'll admit, but nothing has changed since. Not even now that he is the ruler of a prosperous kingdom of his own, one that he has spent countless years meticulously perfecting. It really is a pity. With the Winter Kingdom avoided by everyone except by its inhabitants, he might as well just start kissing himself at this point. By the time that thought starts to seem viable, he is lucky enough that a change does occur.

Imagine his surprise, his utter delight, when someone new wanders into his kingdom! Entirely unfamiliar with him or his story, even this world, and oh-so completely lost. It's perfect! Whatever he tells you, you'll just have to believe, with nothing else to compare it to. You're so clearly human, too. It's been forever since he last saw one up close. ...Well, an adult, at least. He can't deny the fact that the scientist inside him is curious about how in God's name you'd ended up here, but that is of lesser importance to him. He's gotten exactly what he wanted: a companion! He'll put his charms to the test, and ensure that the thought of leaving his Winter Kingdom never crosses your mind again. How could your home ever be better than his?

With the promise of trying to find you a way home, he offers you a place to stay. The world out there is dangerous, you know! But even if he had genuinely wanted to help you out, crossing dimensions is, as of now, outside the realm of his abilities. Winter King quickly comes to the conclusion that you're just plain cute. It's delightful how easily impressed you are, and it's clear that whatever world you're from, magic is not a part of it. Things that, to him, are as simple as breathing, pull a response from you.

The first time he showed his powers in front of you, creating ice by freezing the moisture in the air, and moulding it together into a chair for you to sit on, you'd responded with awe. He couldn't possibly keep himself from laughing at that! Ah, sorry, dear, he really means no harm- But why did you think he was called the Winter King, hm? He loves it, though, really. You are perhaps stroking his ego a bit too much through all of this. It makes him stand just a bit straighter, puff his chest out a bit more, and thinks: yes, taking you in really was no mistake at all.

He puts the charm on thick. Now that has the opportunity, he wants to try his best to really swoop someone off of their feet. He'll compliment your personality and appearance any chance he gets, and especially enjoys it if you are easily flustered. (Though if you aren't, a part of him would enjoy more of a challenge as well.) As soon as he knows you're embarrassed, he'd put his hands on your cheeks to help you 'cool off.' ("Ha, ha! Oh, dear, you're going to melt my hands off at this rate!)

He'll order his servants to obey your every desire. As long as it doesn't conflict with his own, that is. There's a lot of things to get used to in the Winter Kingdom, and he'll even linger around you as you get the hang out of skating around the palace. With a snap of his fingers, he'll create ridges and bumps on the floors, only to catch you as you inevitably fall. Winter King is not above some... Well, lying sounds a lot worse than it is. Twisting of the truth? In his attempts to woo you. As long as you don't find out, there'd be no harm in it.

This aspect of him becomes most obvious in the way he handles the subject of the Candy Queen. She becomes merely another actress on the stage for him to use in the process of courting you. He'll warn you, of course, that there is an utterly mad woman, a nuisance, who is completely obsessed with him. As she's constantly following him around, she'll likely find out about your presence soon, too. And, against his will, he knows her well enough at this point to know that she won't be happy, ha! You'd best stay close to him, so he can keep you safe. With the type of special relationship the two of you have, she is bound to get jealous, dear! He doesn’t mind if he were to kidnap him, it has happened before, but if she were to hurt you, oh…!

He really thinks that was a wonderful performance of this. Oh, of course there were grains of truth in there! If you'd actually gotten hurt, if you were actually taken away from him, he doesn't know what he'd do- But he knows Candy Queen's whims and shenanigans well enough to know to avoid such a thing. He will keep you safe, he promised, but what better way to heighten your opinion of him even further, than through saving you from the clutches of danger? So, yes, he will let you get kidnapped once or twice by her on purpose, knowing full and well that Candy Queen was only doing so in order to draw him out. In achieving that goal, it would always be successful. As long as he always ensures he gets you back safe and sound, where's the harm in it? When you inevitably fall for him, and you can spend a happy life together, was anything he's done truly bad?

#fionna and cake x reader #winter king #winter king x reader #adventure time x reader #fionna and cake #cha.winter #he makes me foam at the mouth

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bunny-yan · 6 months

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I am so deeply invested about your Giant Yandere Oc are you willing to make more content surrounding them? Its such an interesting take to the point ill take anything regarding them love you lots keep up the good work 💌

TW: Intimidation, Mentions Death, Depicts Violence, Language, Absolutely no minors

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“Play along.” You said, eyes wide as you stared down the shaken stranger. “Play. Along.” You repeated once you had their eyes. You could tell that they had no idea what they had gotten themselves into. You had been the same when you had first been dragged here against your will. Lost, angry in your confusion, and drowning in overwhelming fear. It was unlucky that he wouldn’t show her the same patience that he had you.

You felt sick looking into this girl’s eyes. You didn’t want to imagine what she would look like if he decided that he’d been merciful enough and let his anger get the best of him.

“Where am I?” Her shaky voice said, looking back and forth. There was no comfort to be found in her strange surroundings. Everything was foreign and astronomically different. The surface was smooth, unlike anything you had ever encountered.

Realization set in when you saw what appeared to be a coffee maker, one you could make out from miles away. You knew this surface. It was an island. A kitchen counter and a brand new world.

“We don’t have time for that. He’s going to be back any minute. Just do whatever he says and don’t freak out.”

“What? Who is he? Where am I?” Her words melted together the faster she spoke, eyes flitting back and forth as she tried to come to terms with her surroundings. It wouldn’t kick in right away. It was hard to believe something you’d only heard about in bedtime stories as a child.

You wanted to say more to alleviate her incoherent rambling, but the vibrations you’d come to recognize as his footsteps were getting closer.

“Don’t freak out. Don’t-”

You slammed your hands to your ears out of instinct, before lurching forward and slapping your hand over the girl’s mouth to cut off her piercing scream. Her eyes were big as she stared at the monster towering above the two of you. It was nothing he hadn’t experienced before.

Pulling up a chair, he rested his head on his hands as he watched the two of you.

“Getting friendly without me?” His eyes narrowed on you. “I’m jealous.” You didn’t want to let go, not when you weren’t sure how she’d react, but you didn’t want to hear the sound of popping limbs if he decided to pull the two of you apart.

Slowly taking your hand away, you let out a shaky sigh of relief when the girl simply stared up and up and up, frozen in terror.

His size wasn’t the only terrifying thing about him. The way his eyes narrowed on the two of you, you felt your spine tighten at the thought that he was a predator sizing up his prey. From the looks of it, his advantage was overwhelming.

“Have you explained to our new friend the game we play?” He asked, poking at you.

“Stop that.” You growled, holding onto his finger so you didn’t get shoved into oblivion. The size difference made his distance perception awfully inaccurate so you’d received an injury or two from his playful gestures.

He smiled, resisting the urge to pick you up between his fingers. Didn’t want to break any ribs, after all. The last time his urges got the better of him, you stayed holed up in your house, moaning in pain when you weren’t begging him to let you go to the hospital. Thankfully, the special meal he provided you day and night allowed for a quick recovery. Not that you were particularly grateful. He couldn’t blame you when his urges often got the better of him.

“She just woke up.” you said by way of explanation. It was clear from the way this girl looked as if she was about to pee herself that she had no idea what was going on. She looked just as confused as you had been when you were going about your day before being plucked from your life and spirited away. You were almost certain that she’d gone through the exact same thing. He wasn’t exactly subtle with his kidnapping.

“Can you please just give me a moment to explain things to her?” you asked, edging closer to where she was. She looked pale and you wanted to be close enough to catch her if she fainted. He’d get angry, but you didn’t really care. His feelings didn’t matter.

“No.” he said. You glared at him, but he only pouted in response, lowering his head to the counter you stood on. “I’m bored and I don’t feel like waiting.” His playful tone didn’t diminish the authority in his voice.

This wasn’t an option.

“This story has a good ending so you’ll like it.” he quipped.

You felt anxiety as his eyes finally left you, taking on a cold edge as he looked at the girl.

“You.” he said, making the girl flinch at his booming voice. “My little doll and I play a game called storytime. You’ve had the wonderful fortune of being included.”

It was awful explanation, but you just hope she remembered the rushed advice you tried to give.

“Once upon a time,” he began, alarm immediate in your expression at the abrupt start. You tried to run towards the girl, but a hand as tall as a wall slammed between the two of you, eyes narrowing on your figure. “No cheating.” he said.

It wasn’t fair. She didn’t know the rules.

When he removed his hand, you knew better than to move from where you were. Characters didn’t exist without the story after all.

��Once upon a time,” he began again, resting his head on his hand. “There was a princess. She was very ugly princess who was lacking in many ways. She didn’t have the brains of her older sister, the First Princess, the brawn of her older brother, the First Prince, the beauty of her younger sister, the third Princess, or the courage of the youngest son, the second Prince. Outmatched at every turn and belittled wherever she went, the princess fell into a deep depression. It was so deep that she bought what she believed was poison from a strange merchant and drank it before falling into a deep sleep.”

You looked at the girl who was dazed, and understandably confused, and tried to will her to understand that she was the princess in this make believe story. You couldn’t say anything to her. Your characters hadn’t met yet and doing anything outside of the narrator’s guidance was breaking the rules.

He looked at the girl, narrowing his eyes. You could tell that she was frozen in fear from his attention. “She drank poison and fell into a deep. Sleep.”

Still, she didn’t move.

You could see the irritation growing on his face and before you could make the conscious decision to help her despite what it would mean for you, his finger poked at her chest, sending her sprawling backwards.

“You’re supposed to be asleep, ugly princess.”

The girl screamed, landing hard on her ass.

Your eyes widened at his complete disregard for their difference in size. “Be gentle!” you yelled at him, wishing that it eased some of the worry in your gut but when his eyes slid to you it only got worse. The look in his eyes was unrepentant, bordering vicious before it softened as he gazed upon you.

“Quiet, doll. It isn’t your turn yet.” he said, the pad of his finger brushing against your head before he turned back to the girl who was still moaning in pain. “In case you haven’t figured it out by now, your character is the ugly princess. Any action she does is what you’re supposed to do.”

Sniffling was the only response before she carefully lowered herself to lay down.

You sighed, hoping that the story would be like all his others. It would revolve around you making a complete fool of yourself, much to his amusement, before having a happy ending. You’d wrap it up nicely, take a bow and it would the end of this.

“On the 75th year since the Kingdom’s founding, the King decided to hold a ball celebrating his lineage’s prosperous reign and the successes of his children. The First Princess had successfully negotiated treaties with neighboring kingdoms, the First Prince successfully ended the four year war with a rival Kingdom, the third Princess was a prosperous socialite that created trends throughout the kingdom, and the second Prince went abroad to study before returning with many emissaries as potential allies. Everyone had achieved something great except for the sleeping, ugly princess. As this was the largest ball since the founding of the Kingdom many lords and ladies came from all around the world and an especially curious royal stood at the edge of the ball, bored out of their mind.”

The introduction of your character. So far, so good.

“This royal couldn’t stand to hear all of the others preen about the Kingdom’s reign considering they came from a neighboring country that declined due the Kingdom’s raids. They came to speak to the First Princess about negotiations, but she was too busy to listen. They wanted to convince the First prince to pull out their knights, but he too wouldn’t listen. They tried to speak to the third Princess to sway the opinion of the nobles but she was too busy being fawned over and pampered. They even came up with a plan to show the second Prince that their country would make a good ally, but he was too proud to be bothered. Left without hope, the royal abandoned the ball filled with superficial frivolities and wandered the palace to nurse their wounded ego.”

You began to walk, slowly making your way towards the girl. He didn’t stop you, deciding instead to continue with the story and you had a feeling you were about to get a chance to encounter her, not that it would matter beyond assuring yourself that she was okay.

“On the royal’s walk they came upon wall of portraits displaying the royal family. They recognized each one except for the portrait of a woman with a face shrouded by a veil. After asking a passing maid, they found out that it was the neglected ugly Princess. The royal learned of the princess’s condition, but they believed that there was hope. They believed that if they cured the princess, then surely she would listen to what they had to say. Hoping to meet their propitious savior, they snuck without much difficulty to the ugly princess’s chambers and gazed upon her sickly sleeping face.”

You took no time at all to saddle near the girl, looking over her and trying to ascertain whether or not she was okay.

“This is crazy. This is crazy. This is crazy. This is crazy. This is crazy.” the girl repeated over and over again, eyes wide presumably in shock.

You placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her down, but she flinched before her wide eyes turned towards you. You jumped when her hand snatched your wrist before she pulled you closer. “Help me.” she begged. “We have to get out of here.”

Shushing her, you resisted the urge to glance towards your giant spectator. He might’ve been huge, but his hearing was exceptional. There was no doubt that he was listening to everything she said.

You tried to soothe her as quietly as you could, but her pleading only grew more hysterical, gripping your wrist tighter as she cried.

“The ugly princess was slowly fading away like the wilted flowers at her bedside. It wasn’t hard to see that she didn’t have much time left. Observing her declining state, the royal had a newfound desire to save the princess and their kingdom. With their goal in mind, they set off to find a cure that would bring the princess back from her deep sleep.”

You began to pull away, the girl yanked your wrist back towards her chest. Her eyes were drowning in fear as she pleaded, “Don’t leave me. Please, please don’t go.”

“You’re okay.” you whispered, grabbing her hand and wrenching your own out of her grip despite the guilt you felt. “Just play along and you’ll be fine.”

She stopped seeing.

Her gaze was empty and aimless as she looked beyond you, going somewhere you couldn’t see.

“You’re taking too long on your journey royal.”

Dread coiled in your gut, causing you to climb to your feet before stalking away from the girl.

“Anymore interruptions and you’re getting a penalty.”

No matter how reluctant you were to leave her on her own, you couldn’t help her if you were penalized. It was best to just listen and hope for the best. It was all you could do.

“The royal-.”

You were unsure why he stopped so abruptly. Looking back, your heart almost leapt into your throat when you saw the girl getting to her feet.

“Please.” she begged, stumbling as her weak legs struggled to carry her weight. “I wanna go home.” she sobbed. “Please, just let me go home.” Her words were a whine, almost unclear from how hard she was crying.

“The ugly princess is sleeping.” he said, her pitiful display not having any effect. You had a bad feeling about this. Why didn’t she just listen?

“I-I wanna go home. Please!” Her voice was becoming hysterical, taking on a shrieky tone and you could tell by his darkening expression that he was getting irritated.

“The ugly princess is sleeping.”

Biting the bullet, you begged her, “Lay back down!”

His eyes snapped to you. “Shut up, Doll.”

“I wanna go home! Please let me go home!” She was screaming at this point, hiccups breaking apart her words as she cried and choked on her tears.

Without any warning, he plucked her body sending her flying backwards. You covered your mouth, fear gripping you as you watched her sail through the air before bouncing off the ground and rolling to a stop. You didn’t have to see her arm bent at an awkward angle to know she had broken her bone.The sound of the the violent crack after her body made contact with the counter made you flinch.

Every muscle in your body was tight, clenched in fear, having yet to recover from that awful sound. You looked at the girl’s crumpled body, still, unmoving.

You hoped she wasn’t dead.

Looking at him with wide eyes, you uttered, “What the fuck.”

Looking at you with a smile as if he hadn’t just possibly killed someone, you felt deeply unsettled.

“What is it, Doll?”

“What the fuck‽” you yelled. Your voice was loud enough to ring in your ears or maybe it was the uncertainty of watching someone die.

Was she dead?

You turned on your heel and ran towards where she landed before a giant hand obstructed your path.

“The royal doesn’t meet up with the ugly princess until the end of the story, Doll.”

“Fuck your stupid story!” you said, punching at his hand and feeling helpless at the knowledge that it was doing nothing to hurt him. Your blows felt lighter than a mosquito bite.

You tried to circumvent his hand, but he moved to block your way. This continued until you yelled at him in frustration, it only growing when he smiled.

“You’re so cute.”

You wanted to hurt him. You wished there was a knife small enough for you to do actual damage, but your violent thoughts turned to sweet relief when you heard a pained groan on the other side of his hand. He hadn’t killed her. He hadn’t killed her.

“Are you okay?” you shouted.

What a dumb question, but you couldn’t think past the anxious relief that threatened to rip your insides apart. There was no response beyond another pained groan and you just took it as a good sign that she was still alive.

“She needs a hospital.” you said, pushing away from his hand as you turned to face him. He scooped you up, horror planting itself inside of you, before bringing you closer to his face.

“Our doctors don’t treat your kind.”

“This is serious! She’s badly injured.”

“I’m being serious. In case you haven’t noticed, the instruments are a little too big to fit inside your body.”

“Then give her a piece of the heart! Or better yet, take her home so she can get treated there.” Your exasperation was shared as he gave you a funny look.

“Why would I do that?”

You knew that despite his seemingly easygoing nature he was cold, but you didn’t think he was this unfeeling. She’d broken her arm and he acted as if he couldn’t care less because she wasn’t significant enough to him.

Gritting your teeth, you growled, “Because I’m asking you to.” His eyes shone with excitement at your words.

“Asking for favors?” You wouldn’t humor him with a response. “And what do I get if I indulge you?”

Of course he expected something in return. Bringing you closer to his face, you couldn’t stand the cheeky smile he wore as your racked your brain with something to barter with. If you low balled he’d ask for something ridiculous and you’d have no but to agree since he had all the bargaining power, but you didn’t want to do anything you were too uncomfortable with.

You knew what he wanted.

He didn’t expressly state it but you could see it in his eyes. In the light harassment you were forced to endure, in the way he lingered whenever you were doing anything remotely uncomfortable. But to open that door meant his abstraction of feeling would become a reality.

Biting your lip, you choked down the dread as you said, “I’ll- ”

A piercing scream forced you to cover your ears.

She was fully awake and she had seen her arm. Her sobbing echoed throughout the room, a deep agonized wail passing her lips. “It hurts!” she cried, choking when she couldn’t pull breath deep enough into her lungs. “It hurts!” she screamed.

You felt his irritation before you saw it. Turning at the sight of his fingers flexing, you froze like a deer in headlights at the deep scowl on his face.

He was angry.

You’d never seen him angry.

His hand came up and you realized too late, still frozen in fear to yell at him to stop, mouth open in a silent scream as it slammed down on the counter.

A loud bang thundered through the room, vibrations simulating a miniature earthquake for you, before there was complete silence.

He didn’t. He couldn’t have.

You felt a cold sweat, too afraid to turn around.

He couldn’t have.

You were unable to stop yourself, feeling something beyond morbid curiosity. It was almost like an obligation to see, to convince yourself fully. Your head was rigid as you turned to look over your shoulder and your head snapped back so quickly you felt pain in your neck.

“So,” he said, bringing you closer to his face once again with a smile dancing across his lips. “You were saying?”

You dropped to your hands and knees, no warning as bile burned your throat, forcing everything out of your stomach. You didn’t care that you were throwing up in his hand, you couldn’t get that sight out of your head.

When there was nothing left in your stomach to throw up, you began dry heaving, your body shaking so violently it was painful.

He killed her.

You gagged at the stench of blood.

He killed her.

Tears were leaking from your eyes in reaction from the pain. He shushed you, cooing gently as he went to stand.

You shook your head, your body still shaking. You shouldn’t have looked. She would haunt you and what was left of her would remain in your nightmares forever.

You sobbed, hating how weak you sounded.

“Shhhhh, Doll. It’s okay. You’re okay.”

Not wanting to hear soft words from this monster, shaking hands covered your ears as you closed your eyes tight and begged for this to all be a dream. That you’d open your eyes and see that the goddess woke you from this nightmare.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, okay? You’ll feel better.”

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