#*tpats

[normajeanebaker]

Marilyn Monroe as Elsie Marina in The Prince and the Showgirl (1957) "Better luck next time, only not with me, of course."

[whamcitycomedy]

if we all concentrate our psychic energy together and try hard enough I believe we can prevent game theory from making a video on myhouse.wad

[romajuliettemai]

Foul Lady Fortune B&N Exclusive Story (The Priest & The Shephard)

Part 1/3

[snackara]

The Prince and The Star (Wish AU Concept/Teaser?)

(image credit: cj.doodles)

Antonio sighed , dangling his legs over the tree branch. “This isn’t right, Felipe. My mother is taking people’s spark- a part of their soul for crying out loud- and they don’t even know it. And I’m doing nothing about it!” He rested his chin in his hands and huffed. “Not that I probably could do anything to stop her…”

Felipe bleated and nudged Antonio, rubbing his head against his side. Antonio reached out and gently scratched him behind the ear. He looked up at the starry sky, and a thought popped into his mind. He remembered when he was younger, Abuelo had talked about people and the stars being connected. He couldn’t remember the much of what he talked about. He remembered one story however. Once, a peasant girl had made a wish upon a star and the star had come down to help her and her kingdom from danger. His mother had always despised the story, and told Antonio it was complete nonsense. It did sound very far-fetched to him. But he was desperate for help and answers. And maybe…just maybe…

Antonio took a deep breath and stood up, looking up at the sky. He scanned the stars and settled his gaze on a dimmer one to the north. He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes tight. “I wish…I wish for all the people of Navarra to have their sparks back, and for my mother- Queen Maria- to stop using dark sorcery.” He slowly and opened his eyes. The night remained still and silent, apart from a few distant crickets. He sighed and glanced down at Felipe “I knew this was a stupid idea-“

Just then a bright light filled the entire sky, making Antonio shield his eyes from the glare. A strange rumbling filled the air, and Antonio could swear he felt something rush past him. The light dimmed and Antonio looked back up at the star he had wished on, only to find it gone. “What- what was that?” He half-said, half-shouted. He trembled and took a few deep breaths, hoping to calm his nerves. “We should probably head home. Before mother realizes I’m gone and gets mad.”

Felipe bleated excitedly and bucked, running off towards the woods. “Hey! Wait!” Antonio quickly ran after his pet, weaving through trees and bushes as he tried to catch up to the kid. When he finally did, he found Felipe staring at a pile of clothes that had been knocked out of a basket. He panted as he slowly approached the goat. “What has gotten into you buddy?” He was about to grab the young goat when he saw the clothes shake. A little at first, then more and more. Slowly he approached the pile of clothes and lifted it up. He expected to see a rabbit or a raccoon under it all, ready to dash away at the first sight of him. But that’s now what he found at all. He found a girl.

(Apologies if this sounds bad, I sort of got a random itch to write this and caved in, so it’s very first -drafty)

[axvill-0]

I already post it on twitter so why not post it on here too once I’m at it :)

My Video related to my Fanart if you haven’t seen it that is :) 👇

[hazellevessque]

Orion (age 9) watching Silas (age 5) have a full on temper tantrum in London for the 3728 time that day:

[typingwithmyhandstied]

Ah when you read a scene so many times that you start to memorize it.

[mahkinarya]

the phantom of the opera aka the prettiest girl at the ball

[themuffin2649]

🦋 Papillon 🦋

Ellian becomes a Beautiful Butterfly… kinda literally…..

TW: Uncensored Cursing

——————

You wake up to a dull growing pain on your back, it’s dark, and only god knows what time it is. Lazily, you take off your shirt and throw it to the farthest corner of your room. You rub your back before you cover yourself with the sheets and drift off to sleep.

….

……….

The next morning, you woke up and sat lazily up from the bed. You didn’t want to get up, but your stomach said otherwise.

(Man, did I stay up late again?) You ask yourself as you stood up. Weirdly enough, you didn’t have your shirt on.

(Weird, my shirt’s on the floor at the corner of my room, how did it get there? Was I too hot last night?)

You went to pick it up, only to spot a flash of pink on your wardrobe mirror.

“Huh?”

Grabbing your shirt you got in front of the mirror. Rubbing the crusts off your eyes (how did they get so crusty?) you looked in the mirror and just saw yourself.

(Hmm, nothing, thank goodness)

Your relief was soon short lived when you saw two giant wings, no, your wings open up slowly, spreading pink around the room.

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!

You screamed, your new wings following your panick as they quickly flap, knocking various items off shelves and furniture.

(What on Earth was happening?! Was this a nightmare? It’s got to be! People don’t just grow wings out of nowhere.)

Moments later, Achier bursts in.

“ELLIAN! What’s going on?!!” He shouted, only to start shriek at the sight of Ellian’s new wings.

“I DON’T KNOW!!” You scream, using your shirt to cover your bare torso.

“Ellian, ELLIAN!! Calm down!” He said, trying to calm him down. His arms raised as if approaching a dangerous animal.

“What in the world is all this screaming?!” The Phantom said, running in, only to be shocked as well.

“What is going on?!!”

More members of the House flooded to the racket, wondering what is going on with the wings.

“Man, this was NOT on my list of questionable things I would ever see!”

“Jester, are you doing this?” The Prince accused

“No, although that would make a funny prank.”

“Jester!! That’s not funny!”

“Aww, he looks like a fairy. Maybe he was a magical fairy Prince all along, and he can grant wishes!” The Maiden chirped.

“If he was, then why would he be screaming?”

“I was just teasing!”

“I’m assuming it’s a punishment from the Creator.”

“For what?”

“I don’t know, anything, you know how he is.”

Other than Achier and the Phantom, the others chose to talk about you like they were looking at a zoo animal rather than help your situation.

“Everyone back away! Ellian needs space! Your presence is scaring him!” Achier said.

Although he meant well, you still felt offended, you may have spouted new wings with no explaination this morning, but you weren’t an animal!

Everyone else backed up, meanwhile, the Phantom just looked at your pitiful state.

“Tell me everything that you can recall.”

“I literally just woke up this morning minutes ago and these were here, I have no clue how or why they got here, then I panicked and started screaming.”

“This morning? Ellian, it’s lunchtime right now.” Achier said.

“What?!!”

“I knocked on your door this morning for breakfast, but you didn’t respond, so I just assumed you stayed up late last night.”

(Last night….)

You recall something last night, and it explained why your shirt was where it was.

“Last night, I woke up at God knows when to an throbbing dull pain in my back, threw my shirt in the corner of my room, then went back to bed.”

“Hmm… I’ll talk to the Creator about this.”

“Wait! Talk? Is this not a punishment from him?”

“Not that I know of, I’ll ask him.” He said, swiftly walking away before you could say anything else.

(Man, what the heck is going on?!!)

Alone with Achier, you glanced at your wings which were now lazily dazed on your back. Looking at them, they were a vibrant pink hue with black edges. You felt them, they were soft, like a real butterfly’s wings.

(Why this of all things that could have been a punishment?) you thought.

“Hey Ellian?”

“What?”

“Are you feeling alright?”

“Other than these wings, nothings aching right now.”

Just then, your stomach growled, reminding you that you haven eaten breakfast for lunch.

“Ah, you must be starving. Hopefully everyone hasn’t eaten all the food I made for lunch yet, if they have, then I saved you a plate of pancakes for breakfast.” He said with a smile.

“Wait! I can’t go like this!” You say, looking at your torso you had to cover with your shirt.

“Ah, sorry, I’ll leave you to get dressed.” He said, closing the door.

You knew that trying to put your shirt back on normally was a bust, especially with the wings, so you grabbed a few shirts, a pair of leggings, a bath towel, tied them together, and prayed that they would stay on.

When yoi finished up, you and Achier head down to the kitchen, being careful so that the tips of your wings don’t hit the tops of the doorways.

You join everyone else eating lunch, but you couldn’t help but feel everybody starring at you, specifically your wings.

“Wow, they’re actually pretty now that they’re not flapping like crazy.”

“Can you please stop starring at them?” You say.

“Yeah, Ellian feels weird when you do that.”

Everybody went back to finishing their lunch, although you caught a few of them sneaking a glance or two. As annoying as it was, you didn’t blame them too much knowing you would have done the same.

You kept on eating, ignoring their stares, the lasagna that Achier cooked was pretty good. So good that you inhaled it in record time.

“I’ve just spoken with the Creator, and it’s not a punishment you’re going through.”

“Wait! If it’s not a punishment, then what is it then?”

“It’s some sort of curse or infection that mutates humans to gain insect parts according to the Creator. It’s recently been sighted in other areas far and near, but the Truth Seeker is the first one in the House to contract it.”

“WAIT! IT’S CONTAGIOUS?!!” The Prince shouted, backing far away from Ellian. “BACK, BACK AWAY FROM ME!!” He said, holding a dagger in self defense.

“Drama Queen.” You mumble.

“We don’t know, but it’s best that he and the Purifier be quarantined until we get a confirmation.”

You let out a groan so loud that Achier gasped in surprise.

The other Residents back up from you and Achier as you head to your rooms.

“Stupid, infection, stupid wings, stupid Phantom!” You growled as you plunge your face into the pillow, your wings flopping down dramatically in response.

~~ Meanwhile ~~

“I swear, if Ellian ends up turning me into a human cockroach, I’m cursing him for 5 years!” The Prince groaned.

“Wow, so we could all be infected just because he was near us.”

“Not all of us, the Moon’s still in her room.”

“I’ll let her know about the recent incident, until then, we should sanitize the place.” The Reaper said.

“But without the Sun, how are we going to do it?”

“Are you really that lazy that you need the Sun to do everything for you?!”

“N-No! We’ll get cleaning right away!”

Everyone started cleaning and sanitizing all parts of the House that Ellian was been through while the Reaper went to warn the Moon not to come out of her room until it was safe.

“Man, it’s been so long since we’ve done housework. It’s always the Sun who does this.”

“I’m sure it can’t be that hard, we’re adults, we can handle it.”

~~ Not even 5 minutes later ~~

“Aaaaannndd, we Somehow made the House look and smell worse than it was… not even 5 minutes ago, good job everybody!” The Prince said, the last phrase reeking of sarcasm.

“Dammit! We’ve become too reliant on the Sun to do all the housework!” The Maiden said, dissapointed

“W-Why the Heck did the disinfectant spray make the House smell like-oooohhhh nooo.” The Jester said, pupils widening.

“What is it…”

“This wasn’t disinfectant we were cleaning things with, it was bug spray.”

“BUG SPRAY, CAN YOU NOT READ JESTER?!!”

“I’M SORRY PRINCE, THE LABLE WAS SO SMALL, AND IT WAS SHAPED AS THE DISINFECTANT SPRAY!”

“NOW WE HAVE TO RE-DO ALL THAT CLEANING!!”

“I DIDN’T MEAN IT!!!”

Meanwhile, the Phantom just stood there staring at the racket.

(I’m 21, I should be old enough to drink, right?)

~~ Ellian’s Bedroom ~~

You were still flopped onto the bed until he heard a knock at the door.

“Who is it?”

“It’s me, Achier.”

“Achier, aren’t you supposed to be quarantined in your room?”

“I am, but I came to check up on you. Don’t tell the others though.”

“I’m physically alright, just pissed off right now.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“What is there to talk about? It’s obvious why I’m upset. I’m quarantined, I have these giant ass wings, and infected with god knows what that could possibly turn me into a humanoid insect Freak!”

“Oh… I’m really sorry you’re going through this Ellian.”

“Yeah yeah, whatever, I don’t need your pity anyways.”

Achier went silent, but you could still sense that he was there.

“If you ever need me or want someone to talk to, whistle.”

“What? Why would I need to… fine.”

And just like that, he went away, leaving you alone again.

(Good riddance)

You layed down on your stomach and tried the best you could to go back to sleep, who knows, maybe this whole mess is just a nightmare.

Despite your uncomfortable position, you somehow managed to pass out.

~~ Downstairs ~~

“Ok, Finally! The House doesn’t reek and it looks decent. That only took 2 hours.”

“Now that everything’s clean, the Moon should be able to grab late lunch now.”

“About time we finished, she much be starving by now, hangry even.”

And Hangry she was. She was frowning and refused to talk to anybody, taking a bunch of food back to her room to eat alone.

“Man, now I feel bad.”

“Man, all that cleaning has made be hungry again.” Lets finish the leftovers!

They open the fridge, only to see that all of Achier’s leftovers were eaten. The only thing that was left was the spare pancakes since Ellian missed breakfast with a note saying “Do not touch!”

“Man, now we got to cook our own food.”

“I can do it! I’m practically a pro!” The Jester said with pride before preheating the oven.

~~ 10 seconds later ~~

“Hey can someone help me put out the house fire?”

The Phantom let out a long sigh before grabbing the fire extinguisher and putting out the fire. Done with everyone’s BS, he transformed into Achier, and started doing everything himself.

(Man, why didn’t I do this earlier?!)

~~ Ellian’s Bedroom ~~

You wake up, from your nap, strangely hungry again despite eating a huge lunch 3 hours ago according to your clock. You get up and open your door slowly, peeking out. It’s quiet and dark.

“Heeey! Can I have some food?!”

Nothing.

“Hello?! Anyone? I’m hungry!” You say again.

Still Nothing.

You remember what Achier said about whistling, but you wondered if that was necessary. After all, he was under quarantine too. You slowly tiptoe to the kitchen, Achier did say that he made leftover pancakes for you.

(Just a snack, then I’ll be gone)

However, the closer you got to the kitchen, the stronger a pungent odor became.

(Berk! What the hell smells?!)

You coughed in your shoulders and held your nose as you got closer to the fridge, carefully opening it up, you spot the pancakes that Achier made for you.

However, you had to be quick, you couldn’t grab any utensils or syrup due to the smell making you nauseous, almost as if the room was filled with poison.

You stumble away from the area, making your way back to your room when you stop, spotting the shadow of a figure at your door.

(Shit! I’ve been caught!)

You slowly peek over to who’s at your door, and sigh in relief that it was just Achier. He knocks on your door waiting for a response before spotting you.

“Oh! What are you doing here?!” He whispered, soon answering his own question by looking at the plate of pancakes you were holding.

“Why didn’t you whistle? I could have gotten it for you.”

“It’s because you were in quarantine too, and nobody else was responding to my calls.”

“Oh, sorry about that. I went to visit you because I brought you a gift.” He said, revealing a shirt he was hiding behind his back.

“I customized it to accommodate for the wings, there are buttons on the top and bottom.”

“Oh! T-Thanks…” you said. “Hold on, let me put these pancakes away.” You said, however, the effects of the kitchen poison still made you stumble.

“Ellian! Are you alright?!”

“Y-Yeah, but I think there’s some poisonous gas in the kitchen area.”

“Really?!!”

“Yeah, it stunk, and it made me nautious.”

“I’ll take care of it.”

“But you’re in quarantine.”

“There’s poisonous gas in the kitchen, I’ve got to at least send a clone to check it out.”

“Alright.” You said before returning to your room and closing the door.

You looked at the shirt Achier gave you. Undoing the shirts, leggings, and towel, you put on the shirt. He wasn’t lying when he said that it accommodated for the wings, he probably did this because he needed pants for his tail to pop out.

Meanwhile, one of Achier’s clones went to the kitchen. It smelled, but it wasn’t poison, just a hint of bug spray blanketed by disinfectant and smoke?… Wait! Bug Spray! Ellian’s infected with a insect disease, could he have been poisoned by that?!

“Wooow, disobeying quarantine rules aren’t we Sunny.” The Jester said, walking in.

“Jester! Please, don’t tell the others about this.”

“I’m guessing you’re getting Ellian some food.”

“No, just for myself.” He half lied. “Nobody was responding to our calls for food.

“That damn Prince! He complains about us doing a piss poor job disinfecting the House, but he can’t even meet the bare minimum when it comes to taking care of you guys!”

“Wait! That’s his job?”

“Well, the rest of us are staying in our rooms as a precaution, but one of us has the role of taking care of you guys. I just came by to get a snack, but I guess I have to fill in the Prince’s duty.” He said, slightly annoyed.

“You aren’t going to have to disinfect everything because of me, right?”

“No, I don’t think it’s contagious if I’m being honest, I think the others are just overreacting.”

“Ok… I’ll just head back to me room.” He said holding a plate of food.

“Take care Sunny!” He said.

The clone then went back to Ellian’s room and knocked.

“What is it?”

“I checked the kitchen, it wasn’t poison that was making you nautious, it was bug spray.”

“What?!”

“Yeah, it smelled slightly of bug spray, I think it’s because of your infection.”

“That does made sense, then that means that I’m part insect other than the wings.”

“Unfortunately…”

“Dammit!”

“I have to go, the Jester will be here if we need anything.”

“Wait!…. Can you stay for a bit?”

“How come?”

“It’s getting crumby in here.”

You couldn’t lie, it was getting pretty boring just sitting here doing nothing.

“Although you couldn’t see through the door, you felt him perking up in Joy.”

“What do would want to talk about?”

[About the Wings]

[About Achier]

[Ramble]

— About the Wings

You decided to talk about your new wings.

“Hey Achier.”

“What?”

“Do you think I can fly with these new wings?”

“Well, it depends if they’re magical, if they’re not, then your body would be too heavy for them to lift.”

“If I could fly, I think it would be pretty cool!”

“Yeah, it would!”

“You think I could try one day somewhere spacious like the living room?”

“Maybe, but we’re going to have to clear the furniture to not break things.”

“Yeah, speaking of knocking things over, I really need to clean my room up.”

[About Achier]

[Ramble]

— About Achier

“So, how are you holding up?”

“I’m alright, no symptoms, both me and the clone.”

“That’s good. Also, thank you for the pancakes.”

“No problem 🧡!”

“Also, why did the kitchen have a hint of bug spray?”

“It’s because they were trying to disinfect the area thinking that your infection was contagious. Although, they mistook the bug spray for disinfectant, which explains the screaming earlier.”

“Oh, so that’s what it was about…”

“I’m surprised you didn’t catch onto that.”

“I stuffed my head under the pillow.”

“Oh…”

[Ramble]

— Ramble

You two just decided to ramble about any random topic, cooking, daily activities, and jokes.

You were about to talk about why the kitchen smelled slightly of ash when Achier unsummoned his clone, by the sounds of it, the Jester was probably visiting your room as part of the duty.

knock knock “Hey Ellian, you need anything?”

“Acutally, can you fetch me some entertainment, it’s getting pretty boring in here.”

“Are you sure the two of us talking won’t suffice as entertainment?”

“I’m pretty sure.”

“Oh come on! You and Sunny were having a bonding moment, gossiping against this closed door.”

“Y-You heard?!!”

“Yeah, I do have pretty good ears, and you two aren’t slick.”

“Damn.”

“Anyways, I’ll fetch you a book from the library.”

“Wait! One more thing.”

“Hmm, what is it Mon Papillon?”

(Why the hell did he just say that) “Achier mentioned that the kitchen smelled slightly of ash and smoke, do you know why.”

“Umm…. Uhh….”

“You burnt the kitchen didn’t you.”

“The damage wasn’t permanent! Just a small fire that Mr. Edgy-Boy quickly put out moments later.”

“You gotta be kidding me.”

“Anyways, cyao!”

“…..”

~~ 3 minutes later ~~

“Jester, what the hell is this?”

“It’s the entertainment you asked for.”

“I meant something that would cure my boredom, not increase it. This is an insect encyclopedia!”

“Well, there’s always time to oursel-”

“Hey Jester! Can I have a glass of water?”

“Coming Sunny!” He said, finally leaving you alone.

(Thank goodness)

You sat back and held the book, opening it up to a random page. The page you flipped to were about flies and maggots, gross. After reading about a page of it, you flipped towards to the page about butterflies out of boredom.

(Hmm, it shows different types of butterflies, but none with Pink wings so far, not the pink that matches my wings)

You kept on reading about the butterflies, what flowers each they prefer, and where they’re commonly found. As much as you hated to admit, this book did somehow kept you entertained.

“Whew, who knew that Sunny could be so demanding when he’s the one being served. He demanded for a truck-load!” The Jester’s voice rang, snapping you back into reality.

“Jester, you’re back!”

“Yeah, just got an update from Mr. Edgy boy.”

“What is it?”

“It’s about the infection, we figured out more about it. According to recent findings, it’s not airborne, nor is it a regular illness, rather, it’s a parasite.”

“… does it mean that it’s contagious?”

“According to him, it’s only contagious once the victim has completed transformation, then the parasite leaves and infects it next host.”

“And what exactly does the final form of transformation look like?” You ask, scared.

“I don’t know, it carries person to person. Some are fully transformed into human-sized infects, while others just have their initial insects parts before

“Wait! If that’s the case, then how the hell did I get infected in the first place?! How did it get past the magical barrier?”

“Beats me, probably a guest that visited the House a few days ago.”

“Dangit! Wait! So that means that Achier’s clean, right?”

“Unless he transforms soon, he should be good between considering the time the guests visited, and how long the incubation period can last within a healthy host.”

“Also, I noticed that bug spray tends to act like poison to me.”

“Oh?! And how did you figure that out.”

[It lingered into my room (lie)]

[I snuck to the kitchen because I was hungry (truth)]

— I snuck to the kitchen because I was hungry

“Sigh. I was hungry, so I snuck down to the kitchen to get some food. It smelt pungent, and it made me nautious, as if I was poisoned.”

“Uh oh.”

“Uh oh what?!”

“You’re biologically changing into a insect, if we don’t get you cured soon, those wings aren’t the only part of you that’ll be an insect.”

“Shit.”

“I’ll let the Phantom know this right away, in the meantime, are you hungry?”

“No, I think I’ll just go to bed, I’m tired.”

“Alright, good night Ellian.” He said, leaving.

You turn off your lights before brushing your teeth. You take off your shirt and head straight to bed, unable to take a shower for tonight due to the wings.

…

…….

You woke up, it’s dark again, but it’s not because of a strange aching on your back, rather, it was hunger, no, no hunger, a craving. You craved for something sweet. Like a zombie, you got up and started making your way to the kitchen.

You feel something on your head, no, two somethings. You feel two appendages stick out from you head, but that wasn’t important right now, you needed to eat.

You could smell something tempting, delicious, Sweet. Opening the pantry, you grab a jar of honey, sweet honey, its smell intoxicating and irresistible. Avoiding the horrid smell of the bug spray, you made your way to the living room to feast. Before you knew were stuffing as much honey down your throat as you could, your hands and mouth lathered in honey. You scraped the jar for any more honey before licking your hands and lips clean. You slowly made your way back to your room before collapsing on the bed and passing out.

…

……

“WHO ATE ALL THE FUCKING HONEY AND LEFT ITS EMPTY JAR ON THE FLOOR?!!!”

Those were the first words you woke up to. You were still groggy, but you knew that it was you who did it. How? Butterflies like sweet things, and what’s something sweet? Honey. Also, your hands were a bit sticky.

You hastily put on your shirt before rushing downstairs to the living room. You wondered why the Prince would yell so loudly about a simple empty honey jar, until you saw him collapse on the floor with a wound being treated by Achier. He must have tripped and fell on that honey jar.

“Look, Prince, I know I did it, but I SWEAR! I have NO memory of doing it.”

“What does it matter if you remember it or not, we need to cure you as soon as possible before you cause any more damage!” He said, groaning as he clutched his injured arm in pain.

“The Majesty is right, you’re transformation has progressed.” The Phantom said, looking at the top of your head.

You already assumed that he wasn’t just looking at the top of your head just for the sake of it, feeling the top of you head, you shrieked at the sight of two antennas.

“Oh my goodness, you guys weren’t joking when you said that Ellian had been turned into a bug-person.” The Moon said, seeing your wings and antennas for the first time.

“What’s this?”

Everyone went from staring at you, to staring at the Creator, who walked into the room that everybody was in. Even the Prince stopped groaning in pain and stared.

“Creator! The Truth Seeker’s condition has worsened, we have to do something.” The Phantom said.

The Creator looked at you before looking at the Reaper.

“Reaper, will you be able to perform surgery on Ellian?”

(WHAT?!!) you would have screamed that had this not been the Creator of all people here, wait, since when have you been tamed around the Creator.

“Surgical removal of the parasite is the only way to remove it and prevent further mutation.”

“I will do my best.”

The Creator nodded before leaving as quickly as he came in.

“Oh my goodness, surgery. Will he be alright?” Achier said, concerned.

“He’ll live, he has immortality.” The Jester said.

“Immortal doesn’t mean he still can’t get hurt!”

You spaced out, you had to get surgery to cure your infection, but this announcement was too soon for both you and the Reaper.

“Are you sure you can handle this?” The Moon said, looking into the Reaper’s eyes.

“Although it’s a very unexpected answer, I have to do it for him and soon seeing how fast his mutation is progressing. The Anesthesia’s going to be a large problem here though, we need the right dosage for-“

“Again! He’s immortal!”

“Shut it Jester!”

“Even if he can’t die, an improper anesthesia dosage can cause damage to his brain and other organs.”

(Great, way to make me feel better…)

“Wait! Before I go through surgery, can I try something first?”

“Umm… sure.”

You get on your couch and start flapping your wings as fast as you can.

“Truth Seeker, what are you doing?”

The wind from your wings start wobbling the furniture, and some smaller items start flying off.

“I-I think he’s trying to fly!”

You jump, only to land on the ground, hard.

“Dammit, that would have been so cool if I could fly. Now I’m gonna have to clean this mess up.”

Poor Achier looked down in worry about the surgery.

Once Ellian cleaned up the items on the floor, he followed the Reaper to the infirmary, followed by Achier.

(…)

As they were prepping the anesthesia and surgical equipment, Ellian layed down in his back with his wings spread out a large table as if on display. Just then, the Jester came in to watch.

“Alright, we’re gonna put you under for an hour or two to see if you gain any negative reactions, then the procedure can begin.”

You nod silently as the Reaper straps on the mask, and you inhail a sleepy air. The Jester says one final thing to you before you black out.

“Don’t worry Ellian, you’re in good hands……… Alright Reaper, PULL UP THE WIKIHOW!”

However, you can’t do anything to react.

~~ Outside the Infirmary ~~

“Jester! That wasn’t funny!” Achier said, slapping him on the back.

However the Jester kept on laughing.

“Aww man! You should have seen his face before he passed out!”

“Sigh, you’re impossible…”

“Welp, now that the surgery is ongoing, I’m gonna have breakfast. You coming?”

“Y-Yes, I’ll be right there. Just wait for me.” He said, waiting outside the door.

However, only a clone of home came, Achier just anxiously waited outside the infirmary, his hands fidgeting in nervousness. He just sat there. Occasionally someone would pass by, whether it was the Moon coming to assist her lover, or a resident passing down the hall.

~~ Many Hours Later ~~

He almost passed out outside of the infirmary until he heard the door open. With ears perked up, he saw the Reaper step out of the door.

“It… it is finally done.” He said, holding the parasite in a jar. By the looks of it, he was completely exhausted, and couldn’t wait to collapse onto any bed.

“Is he ok?”

“He still needs to go through surgical recovery for 45 minutes to 2 hours. We’ll need to monitor his vitals. After that, he’ll be discharged from the infirmary, but he’ll need to go through a recovery procedure for a few months.”

“You look exhausted, here, after recovery, I’ll look after him.”

“Thank you Sun.”

Achier walks in, but is still surprised to see the butterfly parts still on.

“Uhh, Reaper, you didn’t remove them?”

“Oh, yeah, don’t worry about them. Since the transformation hasn’t completed, and the parasite was removed, the appendages will stop growing and naturally fall out like baby teeth.”

“Got it.”

“It’s a miracle I was able to get it, considering it was located around his abdomen.”

“Yeah, that must have been difficult.”

You both wait around an hour until Ellian was discharged from the hospital room, muscles sore, head spinning, and appendages drooping like deadweights.

It was late at night, like really late, and everyone had already gone to bed. You assisted both Ellian and the Reaper back to their rooms before heading to yours.

What a day… welp, at least you have take care of Ellian to look forward to tomorrow!

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Note: Meep!

[xue-dang]

enemies to lovers transfem lesbian vulcans, call them t'pran and t'pat

[dare1pon]

I will go write the rest of the chapters of TPATC. Expect the next to be comming out by the end of next month.

[jefferythejelly]

wait i’m trying to dodge fnaf movie spoilers still bc i haven’t seen it yet someone tell me when he stops talking abt it

[lovphobic]

my beautiful wife who isnt thinking about blockin g me at all

[romajuliettemai]

The Priest and the Shephard

Aka the chatterbox fashionista who is secretly a kickass sharpshooter assassin and the exhausted chauffeur who probably needs to take a decade long nap

[otterandterrierwrites]

Wednesday WIP: tpats missing moment

‘For what is worth, you do belong here,’ Leia told him, ‘and fuck anyone who thinks you don’t.’

Han shook his head. ‘I don’t care about that. I brought you here ‘cos I thought it was a good compromise. We’d pose for the cams, show everyone that we won, and we get a free vacation out of it. I thought it’d make you happy.’

Leia’s cheeks grew hot with shame, and she looked down to stop him from seeing the truth. How could she tell him? How could she say that she wanted to be able to enjoy her honeymoon with him, her whole life with him, like any normal person would? How could she admit to him that she was afraid her life would never feel normal again? That she didn’t know how to stop feeling like she was on borrowed time?

[nyssasorbit]

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