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When your boyfriend is a hero - Lukitty Week Day 2 2024

I had gotten distracted, but I did it. So, we've seen the episodes where Chat Noir has to be around Marinette, unknowing that she knows kitty better than he thinks. I did that, but with Luka. Reminder that this is set in the Wish universe where Luka is Scarlet Bug. Adrien has recently been given the cat miraculous and calls himself Bast Luck. Hopefully this still counts. It's still Adrien, he's just using a different name. @lukacouffaineappreciation Luka & Chat Noir (or in this case Bast Luck)

Luka knew this would have happened eventually. Getting sick from all the overworking. University classes weren’t bad, since he was doing a reduced schedule after getting extra classes done during summer break. It was just, Bob Roth decided that Kitty Section had to start their contract fully as school started for everyone involved and since the group wasn’t budging on those who helped them behind the scenes, most of the class was busy. Luka also knew a number of them would be out chasing akumas, thanks to the odd increase during the summer. Kagami had mostly spent it staying with Adrien, as her family was hosting Lila back from Japan, as she refused to return home and was apparently pitching a fit at the idea of staying at her new boarding school for the whole summer.

Akumas had been low for the summer, which was a blessing. With Su-Han taking over most of the Guardian tasks, Luka had actually gotten a break to go with Adrien to visit his family in Italy. The time there had been the subject of his first written piece for his songwriting class. Apparently, his classmates were a fan of the happy and in love emotions they got from the lyrics. Adrien used the recording as his new ringtone.

Anyway, now school had started back up and all the French heroes were busy thanks to Hawkmoth or Scarletmoth, who was showing up more and more. that added with Bob Roth’s brilliant plan to overload kids just starting new phases in their life and you ended up with Luka passing out in the middle of writing an essay so suddenly, Tikki freaked out and risked being seen to go find Juleka. Their mom was working in the middle of the French Riveria, and was ready to try and come back. Only, her current contract had actually been for charting the moving catwalk for a Fashion Week event, which turned out to be an unasked favour Jagged was doing for her. The pay check would set them up for their mom being able to stay around for a while, which they wanted, so Luka told his mom to stay put. Online classes were still done, but it did involve needing to replay recorded lectures over and set up a word document to text-to-speech live classes. Lying in bed meant he had time to work on assignments when the cold hadn’t muddled his mind. Tikki tried helping him speed along in healing, but like Plagg’s bad luck powers were a bit unpredictable, Tikki’s good luck powers were precise. She’d end up making him feel warm after shivering rather than break his fever. He appreciated the help non the less.

He was dozing off to the sounds of a book series Marc had recommended, an older one about fairies, their changeling warriors and the hidden princess of both Seelie and Unseelie courts, when the words about a war horse hiding behind long hair and beads was interrupted by the sound for an akuma attack warning. There had been one other attack during his illness and he almost ended up passing out before the fight even started. Bast Luck had to be the one to come up with a plan with his him, Scarlet Bug, Tigresse Poupre and Venom. He did well, but Luka didn’t want to place any of that stress on the others, not when they weren’t ready.

But moving…

After the noise from the notice stopped when he acknowledged it, the story started to continue only to be interrupted again by Juleka calling him.

“I don’t want you anywhere near that fight but you’re also the only one to get the akuma and make the charm, so listen ok? This is the plan.”

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Adrien wanted to throttle Hawkmoth on a daily bases but today was extra desirable because Luka was sick, nonna had sent the recipe for her miracle soup for her favourite devil boy and instead of making a pot to drop off to the liberty – between homework, cosplay pattern making and trying to word an email to Roth for the pictures he was promised for Kitty Section socials – he was here, actually dealing with an akumatized XY. The DJ was jealous of the popularity Kitty Section was getting and was taking it out on his father. word of targeting the band only just came up thanks to the balding yapping dog throwing them under the bus.

“I think I should go look after Luka.” Adrien suggested, while the group of them sat crouched behind an XY billboard. It was the only thing the overgrown baby wouldn’t try and destroy. “The guitar player? He’s like the true leader right?”

“Only cause he’s older. Rose is the front man.” Tigresse said before shaking her head. “I can take care of him, or better yet, get Scarlet to look after him.”

Adrien wanted to point out that Rose was less likely to be targeted because XY seemed to forget she existed half the time but Vixen interrupted him. “Where is Scarlet anyway? I asked that like 4 times already.”

Tarasq spoke from his collar. “He’s the only one who can get the akuma, unless you know of some other way?”

“I think having the person capable of destroying the item with the main person targeted is a better idea.” Adrien interrupted, trying to get their co-leader to listen to him.

“Why not focus on Adrien Rossi? He’s gone up against XY.” Tigresse reminded.

“He was also akumatized and stole XY’s voice after insulting him. I think he’ll be fine.”

“Does that mean the drummer is fine? I mean, he was the first akuma and he’s big.” Venom asked.

“Ok, but what about Juleka and Rose? Juleka is Luka’s sister and like you said, Rose is the front man. Shouldn’t we go after them?” Tarasq asked.

“Couffaine!” the akumatized XY screamed. “Show yourself, you fucking blueberry!”

Bast Luck gave Tigresse a look that screamed ‘see?’

“Ok, fine. Bast Luck, you go protect Luka. I’ll take care of Rose and Juleka. Venom, you keep an eye on Ivan. You two,” she pointed to Vixen and Tarasq, keep him distracted. I’ve got a plan, but it’s not gonna work if he has hostages or keep making a mess.”

“At least the ScarCat program will get to be used if Scarlet Bug doesn’t show up.” Vixen said, nodding to Tarasq. “Come on. think you can play keep away with a fake guitar player?”

Adrien didn’t wait much longer for Tigresse’s instructions, heading towards the Liberty. Last he heard, Luka was going to try and work on assignments, maybe sleep for as long as he could. Adrien knew his relationship with Luka was public knowledge, so he wondered if XY would go to Adrien’s house looking for Luka. the DJ was an idiot, so maybe they could luck out. how he was going to explain Adrien being missing, he didn’t know, but maybe he could expose his old Cat persona’s identity. But that might make the older one not trust him if he was willing to give out secrets so easily.

He reached the Liberty, confused when he saw Kagami’s red car and Luka getting into it. He didn’t feel bad jumping down onto the hood like Black Panther, just that the shaking startled them so bad it sent Luka into a coughing fit.

Kagami opened the sun roof, so he didn’t feel bad putting his boots all over the windshield, ignoring the computer’s voice about something being on it. “What are you doing?”

“I’d like to ask you that. My mother might be blind, but she will know if there’s a dent in the car. This thing senses everything that goes wrong with it and gives a report.” Kagami said, looking annoyed.

“Luka is being hunted by XY and he’s climbing into a car with you. I’m allowed to be concerned. Also, the city can pay for any damages Scarlet Bug can’t fix.” Adrien said, ignoring his friend to focus on his boyfriend.

Luka finally caught his breath, his eyes glassy but still looking determined. “My boyfriend’s place, I was going to go there, but Kagami’s house has better protection. We’re going over to Adrien’s apartment now to get him. My sister is with her girlfriend and Prince Ali at Le Grand Paris. I don’t know where Ivan is, but he texted that he’s ok.”

He was going to have to text the accurate locations to the others, but first… “Don’t you think XY knows about your boyfriend? Isn’t he a diplomates’ son? The Embassies have the same standard protection as things like the Mayor’s office.”

Adrien didn’t know why, but Luka got this look in his eye. he normally got it when he was keeping a secret from Adrien for a surprise.

“I’d rather just be with him. I’d feel better if I knew he was safe.”

That was so sweet. And so not helpful. Adrien wasn’t home as he was currently staring at his boyfriend, trying not to get red.

And why the hell was Luka smiling at him like that?

“I’ll bring him. Adrien. You just go to Kagami’s house and I’ll make sure Adrien gets there safe.”

“Really? See, I’ll always be a fan of Catseye but I think this is one of the reasons I love you Bast Luck.” Luka said, resting his chin on the drivers’ seat as he stared up at him, giving him the soft smile Luka gave him when he thought Adrien was being cute.

Ok, time to go. Adrien was never approaching his boyfriend as a hero ever again. Luka wasn’t even flirting, not doing a single thing that could be considered that and Adrien was nearly a mess from a few comments and looks.

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Luka felt a little bad making his boyfriend confused. He knew Kagami was going to get pulled in to fight since he and Juleka had to disappear to appear as themselves to keep XY on his toes. He had expected after Despera, Adrien wouldn’t want to split up – he had actually come to Kagami’s place, excuse that Bast Luck had to disappear to get back to the battle – but Juleka probably gave him some insistent demand that he needed to be there. As far as Adrien was aware, he’d left his boyfriend to rest inside the Tsurugi movie room while he took a while to get tea and get lost. While they were both gone and the house was empty thanks to Kagami’s mother being at the Japanese Embassy for some event or meeting, Luka was able to sneak back out onto the street. if everything was going well, Bast Luck should have XY’s item in hand with a Cataclysm and Scarlet Bug was going to show up to catch the akuma, before it spawned more.

The area by the fight was quiet except for XY’s yelling and the rumbling of buildings. He stopped by the front stoop of a building, trying to catch his breath. His hoodie was making him hot and the fuzzy pants was a choice but just a few more minutes and he could actually go back to bed.

“What are you doing here?”

Luka turned to see Bast Luck extending down on his staff.

Shit.

“Shouldn’t you be fighting?”

“Shouldn’t you be at Kagami’s house? I dropped off Adrien like I promised.”

“There you are, you blueberry!”

Fucking hell. XY, in all his weird, cheap Daft Punk look managed to get away and landed practically right on top of him. Luka spotted his sister, dress in her purple suit, looking panicked. Everything moved at once, XY screaming in anger, Bast Luck jumping towards them both, Tigresse yelling something and then the whole world spinning. Luka had to close his eyes to not be ill, only opening his eyes at the sound of Bast Luck’s staff. He was in Bast Luck’s arms, watching Ryuoko and Tigresse attack XY, rather violently. Kagami didn’t like XY and well, he’d do the same if the DJ tried attacking his sister out of costume.

The two landed on a roof a decent distance away and Luka felt worse at the worried look on Adrien’s face. “Are you ok? He didn’t get you did he?”

“No, no. I’m fine. thank you for saving me.”

Bast Luck looked annoyed, which, fair. “I wouldn’t need to if you stayed inside. You knew he was looking for you.”

“I know. I just…got worried he’d go after everyone else to get to me. I’m not exactly his favourite person.”

“I don’t think your boyfriend will exactly be happy with you when he hears about this.”

Luka knew that but if they wanted to end this now, Bast Luck had to get back to the fight. “He’ll be less thrilled if he finds out Team Miraculous couldn’t destroy the akuma in time.”

“Ah!. Ok, stay here! I’ll take you back myself ok?”

Tikki poked her head out when Bast Luck joined in attacking XY. “Poor Adrien. He’s gonna have a heart attack if Juleka can’t keep him busy so you can get back here. I’ve had some crazy experiences where holders don’t know everyone’s identity, but this had to be the most convoluted plan ever. You do plan on telling him right?”

“I will, just not right now. Once Su Han is more established as Guardian. Besides, it’s kinda cute watching your superhero boyfriend try not to overly panic when his supposedly civilian boyfriend is in trouble.”

Tikki sighed. “And here I thought my Egyptian holder trying to hide this from Anthony was bad enough.”

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Adrien found Luka curled up on one of the reclining chairs Bast Luck had left him in. It was weird finding out he could easily lift his boyfriend when sporting cat ears, since he was so used to feeling Luka’s weight whenever he laid on him. Seeing him out in the streets, seconds before XY spotted him took years off his life. Scarlet Bug had really crap timing, taking so long, but thankfully Luka didn’t try any other crazy self-sacrificing ideas and was waiting on the roof after Tigresse insisted on talking to the whole team while Scarlet Bug disappeared after fixing everything and shoving an anti-akumatization charm at XY.

“Hey. Time is it?” Luka asked, blinking tiredly at him. He had seemed pretty exhausted when Bast Luck brought him back to Kagami’s house. As much as Adrien wanted to call him out, Adrien had been in the kitchen for 30 minutes getting tea, not fighting an akuma who was after him, his boyfriend and the rest of their band because he got jealous of the attention. As far as Adrien knew, Luka stay right there in his seat, not at all whisked away and scolded by a hero with cat ears.

“Not long. how you feeling? I was going to start making soup when Bast Luck came to get me. You do know it probably would have been safer to stay separated right?” Adrien said, putting the mug down on the flat armrest and managing to snuggle in with Luka on the chair, letting the older boy use his lap as a pillow.

“Juleka was with Rose. Besides, you can’t tell me you didn’t enjoy being whisked away by a hero.”

Adrien raised an eyebrow. “I’ve met Scarlet Bug, twice in a situation where I could talk to him. Wasn’t that big a deal.”

Luka gave this sleepy smile. “I don’t know. I think I really like Bast Luck. He was very nice. Cute too, up close.” Adrien cleared his throat, not annoyed at the comment but he had to keep the lie up. “but you’re cuter.”

Adrien ran his hands through Luka’s hair. “Go to sleep. Trust me, when you wake up, you won’t even think Bast Luck is cuter than me.” Not if he had anything to say about it. he was not about to compete with his hero persona for his boyfriend’s attention.

Now only if he’d caught the smile Luka wore when he was teasing Adrien with information he already knew, maybe it would have started to click for the Italian boy, but for now, the secrets of Scarlet Bug and Bast Luck stayed where they were.

#lukadrien #wish series #lukittyweek2024

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howhow326 · 1 year ago

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Bayonetta 3: Viola Rewrite

(Just me screaming into the void on how I would fix Viola)

Part 1: Viola, but better

Long, long ago, there was nothing. Then there was Omne. Out of nothingness, she crafted around her a universe of Light, and the shadow of Darkness surrounding that light. She created every plant, animal, and angel. Such a grand act of creation was taxing, which lead to her eternal slumber. Without her divine will, the highest angels grew prideful and chose to rebel against her will. This rebellion lead to the first Armageddon, forever separating the world of Light from the World of Darkness. From the fires of that battle also came the World of Chaos, ruled by a feeble imitation of Omne's divine will called Æsir. The angels stayed in the Light, the humans were severed from reality in the profound World of Chaos, and the demons fell to Darkness... but not all of them. Half of the fallen ones clung to the World of Chaos. It was in the gaps of Æsir's order that these Fairies created worlds Twilight for themselves. And so it was that the Universe was split between the Trinity of Realities: Paradiso (Light), Inferno (Darkness), Purgatorio (Twilight), and Chaos.

Within every reality of the World of Chaos exists a prophecy that the union of Light and Dark would bring calamity to the World... but this is only the incomplete version of the true prophecy: the union of Light, Dark, and Twilight would signal the beginning of the end for the whole of existence...

(TLDR: Bayonetta having kids with Luka condemned the entire multiverse to destruction)

Ok so, Singularity is now Cernunnos, the King of the Winter Fairies and all of the Homunculi are called Unseelie now because they are all fairies now. Cern really wanted to take over the World of Chaos but Æsir stopped him from doing that... then main universe Bayonetta killed Æsir.

Seeing his chance, Cern rallied his his Fairies to wipe out the human race and take over. During his take over, Cern realized he could exponentially increase his power by killing and absorbing Bayonetta (who is still the Arch Eve in every universe). He also killed a lot of Lukas (who is still the Arch Adam in every universe) but didn't absorb his power because there was literally no need to (Luka is weak lol).

Cern comes across Viola's universe where he A) kills Jeanne, B) kills Luka, and C) kills Bayonetta in front of Viola. Instead of simply being unable to catch her, Cern allows Viola to run away because he sees her as simple "junk data" (In this version, Cern is still technologically advanced while still being a magical fairy).

Viola runs into main universe Bayo, and the two of them along with Jeanne set out to stop the Winter King. Along the way, Viola meets with Fortitudio and forms a "pact" with him in order to stop Cern from destroying Paradiso and Chaos (Fortitudio just wants to manipulate Viola lol).

After that the stuff with Strider happens and this causes to transform into her fairy form, but this time her fairy form has a Angel Wing and a Demon Wing. After the fight, Viola realizes that there must be more to herself and she wants to figure out what that is.

Viola then fights Strider for the last time in France and she ends up in Avalon Forest (the domain of the Spring Fairies). In the forest, Viola meets... Queen Mab! Instead of that stupid "conversation" with Lukaon, Queen Mab reveals to Viola that she is not only the princess of Purgatorio, but also the "Arch Seth Origin": a being that signals the beginning of the end of all things. This conversation bumbs Viola out a bit, so Queen Mab gives Viola Mab Dachi (Viola's starting Weapon is Shuraba now because I said so) and she makes a pact with Viola so they can fight the Winter King togather and save the multiverse.

The final boss fight with Singularity is basically the same as before, but instead of "Dark Eve" Viola fights "Dark Cernunnos" which is literally the same as Singularity but with a dark filter.

At the end of the game, Viola becomes Violetta and not Bayonetta because that's not who she is :)

Game play changes

Weapons: Shuraba > Mab Dachi (After French Chapters). Bull's Kiss is replaced by Pistols (the same thing as the shoot buttons pistols)

Demons: Cheshire <> Fortitudio (After Chinese chapters) <> Queen Mab (After the French chapters)

*Dodge button now functions the same way as Rodin's shield, activates witch time.

Part 2: My version of Viola

This version is a Bayojeanne kid because F you

Forget literally all of that old lore because it's gone now, Fairies don't exist. Luka is not the reincarnation of a magic fairy prince and he's not Arch Adam Origin. Strider is not real, he can't hurt you. Also in this version Luka is the one that goes on spy missions to rescue Sigurd which kills him.

This version of Viola is more like a fusion of Jeanne and Bayonetta (but leaning on Jeanne's side) personalities and appearances. In her universe, the war against Singularity happened years earlier and claimed Jeanne's life when she was a little girl. The Bayonetta from that universe wanted to keep Viola as far away from the fighting as possible, but Viola went against her orders and made a pact with Alrune so she could become a Umbra Witch.

From that point onward, the plot is still really samey: Singularity kills Viola's mom, so Viola escapes to the main universe and goes on a quest with our Bayonetta. This time around, Jeanne is adventuring along with them.

Instead of the Strider boss fights, Viola spars with Jeanne to prove that she is ready to be an Umbra Witch.

At the end of the game, Singularity stabs Luka in the back. Then he stabs Jeanne in the back. Then Bayo beats him up like three times. Then at the last second Jeanne swoops down and Bayo, Jeanne, and Viola all team up together to take down Singularity and Singularity calls the three of them "Arch Maiden, Mother, and Crone Origin".

Bayo summons that one demon that keeps killing everyone and it kills Bayo. Jeanne willingly goes into Inferno along with Bayo while leaving Viola behind.

Viola then fights Dark Eve, and claims the name Bayonetta!

Game play changes

Weapon: Alruna (Viola can also use all weapons in the game)

Demon: Alrune (Chesire is written out. Viola can control Alrune)

*Viola activates witch time by dodging she can only dodge two times in a row.

*She also has beast within (Cheetah/Raven/no bat within equivalent)

#bayonetta #bayonetta 3 #viola #bayonetta viola #bayonetta luka #luka redgrave #bayoluka #bayonetta Singularity #bayonetta Fortitudio #bayojeanne #bayonetta strider #jeanne #bayonetta jeanne #alrune #bayonetta alrune #bayonetta 3 rewrite

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envihellbender · 8 months ago

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What’s the Irish Magnus Institute equivalent like?

Fun fact Montpelier Hill is also known as the Hellfire Club…

An Cumann Taighde Asarlaíochta (or the CTA) in County Dublin was known to most as simply a group of ghost-hunting and heretical lunatics who were at best mocked and at worst demonised by the Church to a point that baffled anyone who wasn’t a strict Catholic. There were no churches within a 1.26 Square mile of the place, this was managed by it being at the top of Montpelier Hill. It was a lovely hike, and a lot of supernatural and ghost tours would take you there, officially it was a branch of Trinity College Dublin. Some argued that only because back when Ireland was still under British Colonialism Queen Victoria like most Victorians was fascinated by occultism. Supposedly she publicly wanted the CTA to prove that the Pagan religion was dangerous and satanic, and secretly she believed in the work of the founder of the CTA - Herbert Brennan. Famous friends, researchers, and those who have funded the CTA through out the years include Arthur Conan Doyle, James Wright, Oscar Wilde, Elias Bouchard, W.B. Yeats, Peter Lukas, William Butler, and the like.

It functions in a similar way to the Magnus Archives, which makes sense as some of the researchers would tell you it was originally built with Jonah Magnus intentions in mind. Whether this is true or not has been lost to history but it was hardly a secret that Magnus was a tyrannical colonialist who wished to have as much control over the world as physically possible. The main difference is that the CTA whilst once founded by an avatar for the Eye - Brennan’s alliance and probably romantic attachments to Jonah Magnus was well known, in the first decade of the twentieth century it was shortly in the possession of the Slaughter - an English woman named Helena Asquith, she was killed by Constance Lynch a devotee of the Hunt, who held it for decades until 1999 when it fell into those most called the Unseelie court but those in the know knew to be the Stranger. This very avatar is currently sitting in the head office and is known as Diarmuid Quan.

The building itself is fairly unremarkable, whilst it’s surrounded by beautiful countryside, the most interesting and unique forms of fungi that people come from miles around to see, the building itself looks just like an old Victorian education institute. Some say it used to be where suspected Changelings were taken, records back this claim up as many children were taken there and whilst they were never seen again it does seem that a lot of later researchers appeared as if from no where. If spoken to they would have had perfectly explainable childhoods, maybe they’d even seem charming, if somewhat thin and sickly. The jobs of the researchers is similar to that of the Magnus Archive, to collect statements - but where as the institute collect them on tapes and file them away the CTA likes to dig their claws into the people themselves. People who give statements to the CTA talk about how affable and warm they are, and it takes them along time to realise that every single one of them will soon became more and more distant to their families and friends until a local circus comes to town and for some bizarre reason they are compelled to join them. Of course no one would connect a circus from mainland Europe with the CTA, what a bizarre connection to make.

The people (or Avatars, if you wish to be pedantic) who work with those who submit statements to the CTA are split between those who want answers or power. They are:

The previously introduced Diarmuid Quan, a spindly man who was half Chinese half Irish. His father’s family were wealthy back in Shanghai as the owners of the country’s biggest theatres. They have a contract which every acrobat in China has to sign to be able to perform in order to perform at an officially licensed theatre, one that is terrifyingly binding. He sits in an enormous lavish office. It seems just like it was originally crafted and designed by a friend of the then British Queen. The main input in the decor is the amount of toys, dolls, and wooden figures he has dotted about the place. He’s a small, unassuming man, until that is you realise his smile never cracks, and that the puppets he keeps seem to always be in a different place every time you look.

Domhnall Stoker is officially the head researcher and Quan’s closest confidant. his relation to Timothy Stoker of the Magnus Institute is unknown to himself - but he is a second cousin on his father’s side. Some might think the link to the Stranger is hereditary but that is simply not the case. Domhnall is much more aware of Quan’s actions and works very closely with him. The rumours say that they are in a relationship, but the nature of it is unclear.

Niamh Mohan, a researcher and a Mincéir (usually known as an Irish Traveller but she would never describe herself that way) who lost her family in an arson attack on their homes. Or that was the official story, and it made sense she thought since hate attacks against her community were common. That wasn’t how she remembered it though, but when she told the police about a strange cult who worshipped the Light who moved in nearby they wouldn’t hear a word of it.

Otylia Soltys, a research who as a child she was runaway who was taken in by the Circus of the Other, not that she knew what it was then. She was trained as an acrobat and they took advantage of her hypermobile joints to train her into being a unique and beautiful performer. Of course, the circus’s grip was tight and painful, any attempt to run away resulted in her being dragged back. Even when she ran to Ireland she found herself unable to escape the grip of the CTA.

Ravi Nayar was taken from their family at the age of six, their strict Hindu parents definitely did not think they were a changeling but enough of their neighbours did that they were taken from their home in the middle of the night. What exactly happened between then and the present day Ravi has no idea, their earliest memory is waking up in a warm, comfortable bed at the CTA and being told they’ve always worked there. They have always been loved and cared for by the Stranger, this has always been their home.

#envi writes #the Magnus archives #tma fic #the Irish Magnus institute

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sassyduckqueen · 3 years ago

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The Fox and The Fae

Ok so this is my take on a modern day fairytale kind of story. Would you guys like some more chapters? I've currently marked it as a one shot but I'm thinking about adding some other chapters focusing on Alya, Chloe (or Zoe possibly) and maybe some other characters and the deals (or curses) they make with or from Luka.

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Lila looked around with an expression of disgust on her face as she walked down the steps towards the Seine. It was the last place she wanted to be, especially with how unsightly it was but she was desperate. In her mind, she believed that she should be worshiped by all who saw her. She was a goddess and deserved to be treated as such. However, her life was not what she envisioned at all. She was almost 21 and she still wasn't famous or adored. She still wasn't filthy rich or had a hot and rich guy on her arm. The media had no idea who she was and she was working as a lowly advert actress and a small time model when she deserved to be up there with a A listers. Well, that life wasn't good enough for her but she didn't want to have to work for it. Oh no, Lila believed that what she wanted should be handed to her on a silver platter. She was destined to be one of the elite and she knew it. However, her usual methods of cheating and leeching off others didn't working in the way she wanted so she had to come up with something, which is what lead her to The Seine or as she called it the slum area. Paris itself was home to many supernatural creatures and she had tried every trick in the book but they weren't good enough. Nothing was. She had been to several of the supernaturals in the city but they could only offer her charms to briefly improve her luck or a hex that will curse her enemies. Some had offered her spells to bring in some positivity or some had done rituals for her but none of them lasted and she wanted something more effective and permanent. She wanted her name to be remembered forever and for anyone who had tried to cross her to get exactly what they deserve and suffer. Naturally there had been some in her life but one stuck out. Marinette Dupain-Cheng. A half breed witch who tried to expose her in their school and was currently living a good life. Well, that wasn't fair which is what lead her to here. Of course, she wouldn't be seen dead here normally but she had tried everything else so now she was going to the place where she knew someone would be able to help her. However, she went in disguise. She couldn't risk been seen here plus the Seine was rough. It was home to the low class humans, witches and worst of all the fae, an extremely attractive race with a reputation worst then werewolves. The fae were treated poorly, forced to live in awful conditions and were labeled as scum, tricksters and other degrading names. Despite this, they were one of the most powerful race when it came to using magic and the only creatures that could give her what she wanted. Due to been very unpopular in Paris, they were hard to find but she had managed to track one down with the help of her sheep, Alya. The fae supposedly lived in a houseboat in the Seine river and was her last hope. However, he had a rep of been a bad guy and been extremely dangerous but Lila didn't care. She wanted her promised life and would do anything to get it. She came to a stop as she saw the boat she was looking for, frowning to herself before she took out a fox tail pendent and put it on. One of the reasons why people didn't like the fae was because of their ability to detect when people were truthful or not. No one quite understood how it worked but faes were said to be able to look into the very soul of people and that made them uncomfortable, which was why Lila had the pendent. It had a powerful charm on that would protect from the fae's truth seeking eyes. Satisfied with it, she stepped over to the boat and climbed onto the gangplank before heading onto the boat. She grimaced at the scattered boxes and papers that littered the deck but shook it off. She walked over to the entrance to the cabin and began to descend down the stairs into darkness.

"Hello?" She called, looking around but she couldn't really see anything. "Is anyone home?"

"Oh, we have a visssstor," A voice hissed, making her jump and look where it came from. Instantly, she saw two glowing eyes that were teal green in color and snakelike.

"I don't recall having any visitors," A second voice added, though this one sounded more human. It was actually a very nice voice. It was softly spoken and almost musical. Almost instantly, she felt her body relax as she walked over, unconsciously drawn to it. Another reason why people hated faes. They were naturally seductive with how they were and how they spoke. "And what do you want?"

Oh, she could listen to that voice all day... but she needed to remember why she was here.

"I..." She mumbled, shaking her off the fog in her mind and putting on her innocent act. "I hear you have the power to give people their hearts desire,"

"Hmm," He replied as she watched. The eyes moved suggesting the fae was getting up before a light came on, revealing a large amount of snake tanks and a young man. Lila studied him as he glanced at her. He was very attractive but the fae were supernaturally beautiful. His hair was black with teal blue highlights and his skin looked slightly tanned. He wore black ripped joggers and a white tank top, showing off his toned arms that had tattoos of snakes going up them. It was clear that the fae had snakelike features too. The most obvious was his eyes but he also had a number of green teal scales across his arms and neck. Lila felt a little uncomfortable as she glanced at him but that discomfort turned to fear as she felt something sliver over her feet. She looked down and screamed as she saw a snake that looked up at her and stuck its tongue out. She felt panic rise as she wanted to kick it but before she could, the fae was in front of her. "Not fond of my reptile friends hmm?"

"I... I'm afraid of snakes," She gasped, actually telling the truth for once. The fae smiled at her before turning away. "Could we go outside?"

"Why? They're not going to bite and most of them aren't poisonous," He replied, looking back at her. That's when she noticed the snake resting around his neck. It would have been beautiful to anyone not afraid of them. It was teal green with dark teal diamonds across it's body and a hood around it's head like a cobra. His eyes searched her features, making her feel like he was searching her soul before they flickered down and landed on her foxtail pendent before he sat back down and glanced at her. "Well, aren't you here for a reason? Tell me what you desire, Little Fox,"

"I... I would like to be famous," She replied, trying to seek shy and meek. "It's been my desire-"

"So you want a little fame?"

"A little fame? I want more then just a little fame!" She gasped, pinching her nose before realizing she almost lose her cool. She took a deep breathe and shot him a smile. Not that he was looking. He was holding one of his snakes and sticking his tongue out at it in a playful manner. It made her feel sick when she saw it was forked. "I mean I want to be the most famous person on the planet if you can do that. I really want my name in every newspaper and to be up there on the red carpet with all of the A listers. I want to be so famous no one will ever forget my name,"

"Interesting," He replied as she took a breathe. "I can definitely do that. Is there anything else you want?"

"Oh yes, there is," She replied, ready to turn on the water works. "T-There's this woman who has been making my life awful since high school. Marinette Dupain-Cheng. She use to bully me and she constantly makes it hard for me to reach and work for companies. I'm sure she's had me blacklisted. I can't even order of her website because of this,"

She began to cry, making the fae frown but not for the reasons she thought. He heard the name Marinette Dupain-Cheng before. He was sure she was a friend of his sister and Juleka had said she was nice. He turned his attention to Lila. Depending on what she said depended on what he could do.

"I'm sorry... I just..." She sniffed. "I j-just want her to finally get what she deserves. I've tried to be the bigger person but... she just doesn't stop,"

"I see," He replied, frowning. He wasn't sure he believed her but he couldn't tell with her pendent on. Luckily, she had said 'get what she deserved' which meant he could easily work it so he doesn't harm her. 'Getting what she deserves' can be considered a grey area, meaning he can do anything he wanted as long as he deemed it 'what she deserved'. Yes, he could still honor the contract without harming anyone. Sure, he had cursed a few people but he didn't like to if he didn't have to. "Well, I can easily do those things. Fame and fortune. It's yours and getting even with this person. Easily done,"

"Really?" She gasped, surprised. "When can you do it?"

"I can start immediately. Of course, it will take a little time for your fame to skyrocket but I promise it will," He replied, making her frown a little. "It's only natural that I have to make some spells and pull some strings but of course, none of this can happen until we've discussed a price that is,"

"A Price?" She questioned surprised. She had heard Faes didn't charge a fee. "I was unaware,"

"Of course, my services don't come free," He replied, smirking. She frowned as if she hadn't expected that. "All magic comes with a price, Lila and fae magic is typical expensive,"

"Expensive?" She echoed. "I don't have a lot of money,"

"My price is fairly simple in it's nature but still rather costly," He replied, waving his hand. A contract appeared out of thin air, making Lila gasp. "€150. Once you sign the contract, it can't be altered or amended,"

"That's all?" She asked, making him nod. She would have to live with all her fame and her enemies getting what they deserve. It sounded like a fair price to her. "That seems pretty cheap and fair to me,"

"Then if you're satisfied, sign the contract," He smiled, holding out a pen. Lila snatched it out of his hand and grabbed the paper, signing on the line at the bottom. As soon as she did, the contract and pen appeared in the fae's hand. "Excellent! Glad to do business with you, Little Fox,"

"Oh thank you so much!" She gasped, smiling before she left as he smiled back. As soon as she did, the smile left his face as his snake moved around his neck.

"She wass wearing a protection amulet," The snake hissed. "Are we sure she's telling the truth? Should we grant her wissh, Luka?"

"A deal is a deal, Sass," He replied, folding up the contract and putting it with the others he had. "She will have her fame and Miss Dupain-Cheng will get everything she deserves,"

~A Couple of Weeks Later~

Since making the deal with the fae, Lila's life had dramatically improved. She went from been a barely known actress to an A-star Celebrity. Woman wanted to be her and men wanted her. She had adoring fans who screamed her name and cried when she walked past. She had landed herself in a relationship with a pretty handsome man. She was on top of the world and richer then she had ever imagined. She had it all but it wasn't enough. She could have all the money and fame in the world and it would still not be enough because Marinette Dupain-Cheng hadn't suffered yet. Her business was still successful. She hadn't been made an example of nor had she disappeared of the face of the earth. If anything, she was getting more popular. To say Lila wasn't happy was an understatement. Sure, the fae had told her that it would take sometime but she wanted her nemesis to fall now! Which was why she was storming towards the fae's boathouse to demand he destroy her life. She stormed onto the boat and stalked into the living area, where the fae was sat with his snakes.

"Hello, Little Fox," He stated, making her glare at him. "Something wrong?"

"Wrong?!" She screeched, making him frown. "Wrong?! You were suppose to punish Marinette and make her suffer!"

"Hmm I don't recall that been in the contract," He replied, making her grit her teeth. "But I don't really see the issue. You have your fame and fortune. Why fixate on Marinette?"

"Because I want her to suffer!" She screamed, stamping her foot before she pointed at him. "That was part of our deal! You need to honor it! My wish was for her to suffer!"

"Incorrect," He replied, causing their contract to appear in a puff of teal smoke. "I have it right here and it states 'I want Marinette to get what she deserves' nothing more, nothing less. Since you failed to specify exactly what that was, I decided the best course of action was to leave her alone since that's what she deserved,"

"What?!" She screamed. "You useless puck!"

The entire room's feeling changed as soon as that word left her mouth. The term puck was considered extremely offensive against the fae. It basically implied that they were nothing but pranksters and trouble makers. The fae's eyes turned green and more snakelike as Lila stepped back, realizing her mistake before she ran out of the boathouse. The fae's eyes narrowed as he watched her scamper out. She thought she could run from him but that wouldn't help her. He had cursed people for less.

"Luka," Sass's voice made him look over and stroke the snake's chin. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, Sass," He replied, looking at the contract in his hand. "Isn't the first time and won't be the last I've been called that but like the last time, her deed won't go unpunished,"

"What do you intend to do?"

"Lila asked for fame and for this girl to get what she deserved right?" He answered, making the snake nod. "Well then I think Miss Rossi should get exactly that. By the time, I'm done with her, she'll wish she never met me but first I think it's time I paid Miss Dupain-Cheng a visit to determine exactly what she deserves. Though I have a feeling it won't be what Lila envisioned,"

"And the fame part?"

"Oh, I'll give her a week to enjoy her new lifestyle while I deal with the second part of her contract. Once that's done, Lila will go down in history. Everyone will know her name and never forget her," Luka replied, making the snake look at him but the devious smirk on his lips told him that it was as simple as Lila been famous for been an actress. "She will get exactly what she wanted whenever she wants it or not,"

"She'll learn the hard way why one should not make themselves the enemy of a fae,"

~Marinette's Shop~

Marinette hummed to herself as she flicked through the magazine she was reading. Lila had been on the front cover but despite what people now believed about her, Marinette wasn't mad. She was actually happy for Lila. She had never wanted to be her enemy and just didn't get why the girl couldn't be honest. Even after Lila had tried to destroy her, Marinette had given her a second chance. Come clean to the class and all will be forgiven. She had done the same with Chloe so she could do the same with Lila. Unfortunately Lila decided not to and proceed to turn almost everyone against Marinette. Something that lasted through her adult life too. Even after they had left school and moved on their careers, Lila chose to slam her at every chance she could. Whenever it was a snide comment when she saw her, whispering horrible rumors about her to her ex best friend who would then post said rumors on her news blog or just leaving a bad review on her shop, Lila was determined to ruin her. Luckily, she still had a small number on her side but she had lost a lot of 'friends' to Lila over the years but she guessed they weren't her true friends anyway. If they were, they wouldn't have believed Lila nor encouraged her to do the embarrassing and frankly creepy things in her attempt to get the attention of Adrien Agreste, one of the few faes in the city who weren't treated badly. That was probably because he was rich and part of the seelie court, which was also known as the summer court but he didn't stay by her side, despite insisting he was. No, he insisted she take the 'high road' and got annoyed at her when she decided not after losing her crush on him. Honestly, she didn't see what her younger self saw in him. She was grateful to the people who did stay by her side though. One of the people who did side with her was part of the seelie court just like Adrien but she was treated badly due to her choice of lover. Her name was Rose and her girlfriend was Juleka, the other person who stayed on Marinette's side. The thing was Juleka was half fae, half human. She didn't fit in anywhere. She was considered a freak to most witches and humans for been half fae, she didn't fit in with the seelie court as her family were part of the unseelie court but she didn't really fit in with them either. Though from what she had told Marinette, none of her family members fitted in with the unseelie court despite been full bloods either. In school, she was picked on for it, especially by Chloe, though the blonde had since changed her tune after been cursed by Juleka's brother. According to her, her brother was one of the most powerful faes in the unseelie court and had cursed Chloe with a karma spell. To say it humbled her was an understatement and she wasn't the first person to be cursed by him nor the last. Apparently, he had cursed the musician XY and his father, Chloe's own family and a number of other people but from what Marinette had heard, most of them deserved it. That didn't mean she wasn't afraid of him. She had made a mental note to never piss him off if she met him. Of course, his curses had put him at odds with the magical councils yet he got away with it. She was pretty sure he only got away with it because they were scared of him and because none of his 'victims' had been mortally wounded nor were they really victims. It had turned out that each one of them had done something wrong. XY and his father had stolen music and other creative ideas from a number of musicians, Chloe's family were corrupt to the bone and arguable to blame for Chloe's own behavior. Sure, she was partly to blame as well but she never would have become that bad in the first place if her parents hadn't given into her every whim. His other victims were far from innocent too. They ranged from criminal gangs to other corrupted politicians. Either way, his curses had been blessings in disguise. Chloe had since became a way better person, her family humbled, the artists that had their work had their thieves brought to justice and their work returned to them and the victims of the other cursed got justice. All in all, it worked out for the better. The bell rang, making her jump a little and look up.

"Hi, welcome-" The greeting died in her throat as she stared at the very fae she had been thinking about. Luka Couffaine, Juleka's older brother. She never thought she would ever see him in her store. From what she knew, he tended to stay at his boathouse at the Seine, preferring to deal with his magic and his snakes but she had seen enough photos of him to recognize him. As she stared at him, the fear she felt disappeared and was replaced by attraction. She knew fae were extremely beautiful. Rose, Adrien and Juleka all were but Luka was something else. Not only was he gorgeous but he had an air about him too. Everything about him screamed hot. His hair, his body shape and his eyes. Oh his eyes. They were so hard to look from. They were snakelike but ocean blue in color. As he stepped into the shop, Marinette couldn't help the little whine that escaped her lips. She felt like she was in the presence of an actual god. The pictures she had seen did not do him any justice at all. "H-Hi, can I help you?"

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng?" He asked, making her want to faint with just the way he said her name. She weakly nodded and tried not to faint as he tilted his head to the side as a smile appeared on his lips. "Well, Juleka never told me how pretty you were,"

"I... um..." She blushed as he smiled. "S-Same here,"

He chuckled as she went bright red before he closed the door.

"I need to talk to you about a recent contract of mine," He stated, making her frown. Luka was what you might call a deal maker but it was rare for a witch to get involved with it. She walked over to the door and moved the sign to say closed. "Is there somewhere private we can go?"

"We can talk in the back," She replied, making him nod and follow her as she lead him to her reading room. "So this contract-"

"I was contracted by one Lila Rossi to make her famous and to give you 'what you deserve'," He stated, making her frown. So that's how Lila got famous and now he was here to act Lila's revenge. She frowned but she wasn't surprised. She closed her eyes, waiting for him to curse her but when it didn't occur, she opened her eyes and found him look at her with interest. "There's more to the story,"

"Oh?" She asked, feeling a little silly.

"Don't feel silly. It's a natural reaction to assume I'm here to exact her 'vengeance' and technically I am here to honor that part of the contract," He replied, making her gulp. "However, Lila failed to tell me exactly what she wanted. She told me to 'give you what you deserve'. I decided to leave you alone but apparently that wasn't good enough for her so she came by and demanded I do my job,"

He rolled her eyes at that.

"She was extremely angry that I had decided that course of action to the extend where she called me a 'useless puck'," He explained, making Marinette gasp and began to apology to him. He held up his hand, stopping her. Though he appreciated the sentiment. "You do not need to apology for her. I simply came here to talk to and determine exactly what I should give you,"

"Give me?"

"Part of Lila's contract was to 'give you what you deserved' which is why I'm here. I need to determine exactly what that is since she never actually said," He explained, making Marinette nod. "But in order to do so I need to know the full story. Why does Lila Rossi hate you so much?"

"Because I caught onto her lies," Marinette sighed, making Luka frown. He had suspected that Lila had been lying but hearing it from someone else annoyed him more. This was no longer just about contracts and magic. This was now about pride. Lila thought she could fool him and get him to do her dirty work while getting to live a good life. Well, not on his watch. "That's why she wants me to get what I deserve. She's made it her mission to destroy me,"

"So she does lie. How disappointing," He muttered, frowning. It wasn't a surprise. Faes themselves couldn't lie and had to tell the truth but they also couldn't stand liars. "That explains her pendent,"

"So what are you going to do?" She asked as he made a face. "I know a little about contracts and I know they are unbreakable. Whatever you do, she'll use it to her advantage as long as she has that silver tongue of hers. It's her biggest strength. I know from personal experience. No matter what I did to show people the truth about her, she always spun it to make me look like the bad guy and she'll do the same to you. You try and break the contract, she'll made it so you're the bad guy. You try to alter it and she'll make you look evil. You have no choice but to honor it in the way she intended,"

"I see," He muttered, making her frown. She would have some sort of punishment. "Then I'm going to honor it,"

"Then please don't be too harsh on me," She muttered, closing her eyes as Luka stepped closer to her. "I accept whatever you decide to curse me with,"

"I'm not going to curse you," He replied in a gentle voice, causing her to snap open her eyes. "Did Juleka tell you why us unseelie are hated compared to the fae of the seelie court?"

"No?"

"It's because people believe us to be malicious," He replied, making her frown. "But the truth is we're not. No fae is benevolent or malicious. We simply grant what we are asked to so when I say I'm going to honor her contract, it will be done to the exact detail,"

"But isn't that giving her what she wants?" Marinette asked, confused. "She'll be happy with it. I suffer and she gets to be the most famous person,"

"Oh, I doubt she'll be happy with what she gets, Marinette," He smiled in a dark manner. "You see we unseelie are what you might call tricksters and mischievous. We have no rules nor do we play to others. Lila thinks she can control me but she can't. Personally, I don't like it went people act entitled nor do I like been insulted so it's my duty to punish her for her entitled and frankly awful behaviour. Lila wants fame. Well, I'll make sure no one will ever forget her name again. She wants you to 'get what you deserve' then I'll do exactly that. She's going to get exactly what she asked for whenever she liked it or not,"

"I think I understand," She replied, nodding. "I'm just sorry you had to take her job,"

"Hmm, I'm not," He replied, shrugged. "Paid for food for a week. Besides, I get to punish one of the wicked again and I know exactly how to turn this around without breaching my contract with her. Starting with you,"

Marinette closed her eyes as she expected him to reign down fury and fire on her but to her surprise, she simply felt his lips brush against her cheek as he placed a gentle kiss there. She opened her eyes as she felt magic flow through her body but it didn't feel wicked or cursed. It felt... good and light. Like she was on cloud nine. It continued to flow even as he pulled away.

"As par to my contract, I have given you what you deserve," He stated, making her look at him. "Which is a blessing of prosperity. May your future be a bright one,"

"A blessing?" She asked, generally surprised. "But isn't that breaking your contract?"

"No, it isn't," He smiled, making her blush a little. "Lila only said to give you what you deserved. She never said what that was,"

"Oh," She replied before smiling brightly. "Then thank you,"

~One Week Later~

Marinette couldn't help the massive grin on her face as she walked through the Gala, getting everyone's attention. She got endless compliments and couldn't believe her luck but when she thought about it, she knew it was because of Luka's gift. Apparently, this was his definition of 'what she deserves'. In other words, success and happiness. And happy she was. She had never had such a successful run before nor had she been in the spot light like this. She just wish she could thank her fae friend. After all, he had been the one to change her life.

"Marinette!" A familiar voice called, causing her to look over and see Adrien. If she had been 14 years old again, she might have fainted from his amazing smile but she was over him these days. Having said that, he still looked beautiful, just not as otherworldly as she once thought. "Wow, you look amazing,"

"Thank you," She smiled but it didn't last long as Lila stormed over.

"Marinette," She grinned falsely. On the outside, she looked happy for her rival but on the inside, she was fuming. Apparently, that stupid fae had helped Marinette become a sensation overnight, despite her contract with him. Anyone who was anyone wanted a MDC original, which was why Marinette was here and Lila hated it. She had gotten an invite because she was the current it girl. Anyone who was anyone knew her name. She was so famous that she couldn't walk down the street and she loved it but tonight someone else was outshining her and that someone was Marinette. Lila had to admit she looked amazing but it wouldn't last long. It enraged her that Marinette was stealing her limelight and she was determined to destroy her but she would wait til Marinette lose her defense pose. "I heard you've been getting more successful recently. Oh maybe we could work together. With my status and your designs, we could do great things,"

"Oh, I'm not interested Lila but thank you," Marinette replied, making Lila grit her teeth as she stepped forward.

"Listen here, Dupain-Cheng," She hissed, getting closer to her. "There is nothing special about you as I know for a fact you had that puck help you but he also helped me and I intend to keep my throne so either you get in line or I'll destroy you again,"

"I'm not afraid of you, Lila," Marinette replied back. "And his name is Luka. Yes, he gave me a blessing and maybe that's why I'm successful but unlike you, I'm grateful for his help,"

"Typical," Lila gasped, turning on her heel and walking away from Marinette. Marinette shrugged and turned back to people as a waiter came by with glasses of red wine. Seeing her chance, Lila took one and was about to 'trip' into Marinette, planning to ruin her dress with the wine but before she could, someone caught her by the waist, removed the glass in her hand and pulled her into a dance, making her glare at Luka. "You! You broke-"

"Now, now. Don't make a scene," He replied as they glided across the floor. "There are a lot of cameras and I'm sure you don't want them to see you arguing with the son of Jagged Stone now, especially if you decide to use those racial slurs again,"

"I-" She gasped, glancing around and saw he was telling the truth. Of course he was. Faes can't lie. "You stopped me from ruining her. If you hadn't cheated-"

"I did no such thing," He replied, making her grit her teeth. "You were the one who didn't say exactly what to do with Miss Dupain-Cheng so I improvised,"

"So you made her more successful?!" She gasped in annoyance. "That is not what I wanted,"

"I care not for your wants but for the contract's words. It said to give her what she deserved and that's what I did. If anyone is to blame, it is yourself for not been exact in your wording," He shrugged, making her gasp in annoyance. "But relax. I'm not here to cause any trouble. Actually, I'm here to grant the final part of our contract,"

"I'm already famous!"

"Are you?" He questioned, making her look around. Despite dancing with him, no one seemed bothered by her. All eyes were still on Marinette. "Seems like to me no one's really paying attention to you,"

She gasped as she realized he was right. She was famous but not enough. She turned to him with a begging expression.

"You need to honor-"

"Don't worry, Miss Rossi," He smiled but to her surprise, he roughly grabbed her arm, causing it to feel like it was burning. "I'm here to make sure everyone remembers you forever,"

The way he said it sent a shiver down her spine and she panicked, trying to pull her arm away from him as it continued to burn before he suddenly let go.

"That's our contract fulfilled," He stated, walking away from her and picking up a glass of wine from a nearby waiter. He held up the glass to her with a smirk on his face "Have fun now,"

With that, he turned on his heel and walked over to Marinette, causing the witch to smile as she greeted him. Despite his promise, that annoyed her and if he wasn't going to punish Marinette, she would. She began to storm over but was stopped by one of the other people there.

"Oh, isn't Marinette such a darling?" She asked, mistaking Lila for one of the crowd who was admiring the girl. Lila couldn't believe her luck. She could easily corrupt this person's mind. "I would love one of her design,"

"Oh, she is the most talented designers in the world and I hate her for it," She stated, surprising herself and causing the person to look over at her before shaking her head. "I mean we were in school together and she was always so nice to other people, it made me sick. She told me to stop lying so I destroyed her life and turned most of her friends against her,"

"What?" The woman asked, looking wary as Lila covered her mouth.

"I didn't mean that," She gasped, thinking she was able to lie. "I mean I totally meant it. She was such a goody two-shoes and I hated her guts. I even framed her for stealing another person's designs once. Her class actually believed it. They were so stupid. All that to do was turn around the sketch and they would have seen her signature. The best part is she wasn't the first person I did this too,"

At this point, everyone was looking at Lila with shock and disgust, apart from Luka. He simply held up his glass to her as she glared at him. She had realized that burning feeling he had created was a curse. A curse of truth but all she had to do was remain quiet until it lifted.

"I caused a girl to kill herself," She suddenly blurted out, causing a number of people to gasp. "I laughed at her funeral and pretended I was crying,"

Lila clapped her hands to her mouth but it didn't stop her from talking. One by one, all of the lies she had said throughout the years came out in front of everyone at the gala including the cameras that were filming everyone. People were whispering to each other and pointing at her. In sudden realization, Lila realized that everyone was no longer looking at Marinette but in fact were all looking at her. They were taking her picture and the cameras and reporters covering the event were filming her too. She knew by morning her career was over and it only got worst as security came over.

"Miss, come with us please," They stated, making her look at them.

"What?!" She gasped, annoyed. "Do you know who I am?!"

"Yes, you're Lila Rossi and due to your confession the police have been called," The man answered, making her go pale. "Come quietly,"

"Quietly?! You stupid buffoon!" She screamed, despite trying to act 'innocent'. "I am Lila Rossi! I'm the best thing here and you think you can force me from here?! I deserve to be here!! Not these morons! Me! I'm the Queen! You should be begging for my attention!!"

Apparently, whatever Luka had done to her didn't just cause her to tell the truth but to drop her act. However, the security guard didn't care and went to take her arm, causing her to hit him which only made the situation worst. Soon, her downfall was filmed by all the cameras and bystanders as she was frogmarched out, shrieking like a banshee. Actually, scrap that. Banshees had nicer voices. Luka smirked as he watched her spill more lies and cause a scene, enjoying it.

"What did you do to her?" Marinette asked, causing him to turn his attention to her.

"I gave her a blessing," He replied, causing her to raise an eyebrow. "Unlike yours though, I gave her a blessing of truth. She can't lie about anything now. Not through words or through her personality. I would guess that she is going to be trending on social media. She wanted to be famous after all,"

"That is brilliant," Marinette smiled before turning to him. "Thank you for my blessing by the way. It's really helped my business take off but I feel kind of bad that I'm riding on your magic for all my success. I wouldn't have gotten this far without it. Is there anyway to thank you?"

"You know I only gave you a little boost of prosperity right?" He asked, making her look at him. "Everything else was all you.. but I would love to get to know you better if you're interested and if you insist on thanking me, you could get me a danish from your parent's bakery. They're my favorite treat,"

"I would you to get to know you better as well," Marinette flushed, making him grin. "And getting a danish wouldn't be a problem... want to dance?"

"I would love to," He smiled, taking her hand and leading her onto the dance floor as they heard Lila screeching in the background. By tomorrow morning, she would go down in history as a spoiled diva but not just that but people would post about her. Her previous victims would reveal how she was and the hashtag 'LiarRossi' would trend, occasionally making a comeback when something new was revealed. All the crimes and fraud she committed to would come to light, along with every bad deed she did and she would realize with growing horror that Luka fulfilled his contract perfectly. After all, he promised to make her famous and now she was. She would never be forgotten for a long time. The best part was he had brought her to the height of fame which made this so much more better. You see Fame is tricky. Once you're famous, everyone watches you every move and with how famous Lila was, people from all over would learn of her misdeeds, spreading her story all across the world. The newspapers were going to have a field day and her name would forever be remembered as a famous liar. He would make sure no one would ever forget her. After all, she asked to be known by everyone and that's exactly what he gave her. Of course, that doesn't mean he wasn't grateful to her. After all, if he hadn't taken her deal, he might not have finally gotten a chance to meet Marinette and now he had. He hoped Lila was satisfied with the outcome. He sure knew he was.

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Anagapesis for whoever you like? Please? ☺️ ~ohmywhump

Wow, there really much have been something to this prompt, this was probably the fastest I’ve ever written something in one go. Thank you @ohmywhump!

Anagapesis - The feeling when one no longer loves someone they once did.

Content warnings: dehumanisation, mentions of torture, abuse

When Lord Cian looked at the cowering human at his feet now the only thing he felt was mild annoyance. This hadn’t always been the case; he still remembered the time when the sight of his pet had consistently filled him with bubbling excitement. The human had been so delightfully defiant at first, its grim stubbornness making the act of taming it all that sweeter. Cian could have (and well, had) spent weeks breaking it in, relishing and treasuring each and every one of its exquisite cries. Of course it still cried for him whenever he felt like it, but somehow even the sweetest of sounds had lost its spark.

Cian sighed and gave Lukas a sharp kick between the ribs, but not even his pitiful whimper hit quite like it used to. Objectively his pet had only become better with time, of course. It had been horribly wild, disobedient, and disrespectful at first, and its perfect behaviour now was a brilliant proof of its master’s competence. And yet it had lost its charm somewhere along the line.

Playing with Lukas had used to be so much fun, but now it often left Cian feeling almost as bored as he had before. He’d adored the human’s surrender, loved the way its resistance and pride had given way to submission, but now… Now the perfect obedience didn’t excite him anymore, and neither did the defeated slump in its shoulders or the vacant expression in his eyes. Anger shot through Cian; he didn’t understand. He’d loved this human, spent so much time and energy on improving it and now it felt as if all of that hard work had gone to waste.

“Get up, boy, bring me to whip,” he ordered coldly, taking only minimal pleasure from Lukas’ terrified flinch and the way he immediately jumped up to obey his master. Well, at the very least the human could still serve as an outlet for his anger.

Continuation of this scene here!

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loominggaia · 2 years ago

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What other major languages are spoken in Looming Gaia besides Universa?

In reality, there are thousands and thousands. But here are some major ones that have been mentioned in the series so far:

Volkaspek - Ancient language of the Gildfolken humans. Slowly being phased out and forgotten in favor of Universa. Still partially spoken in regions of Halostira and a little bit in northern Noalen, mostly in Folkvaran territory. (Glenvar uses a lot of words from this language.)

Galsungi - This was the primary language spoken throughout the Midland Jungle before Universa was pushed in the region. It is still widely spoken today as a secondary language. Most Matuzan schools in the Midland Jungle region teach it alongside Universa, so most people in this region speak it fluently. This language originated from the area now known as Galsungu, and was originally spoken by Lagaal humans and Pronga fauns. (Lukas speaks this language fluently and even taught it to Evan, who has become quite fluent himself over the years.)

Elvish - The ancient language widely spoken by fae in the Arcadian forest. Similar to Galsungi, it's still popular as a second language in that region. True to its name, it's believed to originate from the Faefaras elves. This language became so aggressively widespread that it is often spoken by elves on completely different continents. It can be heard in the Seelie and Unseelie Courts quite often. The Ela elves adopted it for a long time and spread it to parts of Noalen when they immigrated, and their descendants still use words from this language today. (Zeffer is a good example of this. He calls his lover "Amro", which is an Elvish word meaning "my love (male)". The female counterpart is "Amra".

Touchspeak - This isn't a verbal language, but a universal form of braille developed by the World Athenaeum. It is useful to the visually impaired.

Aquatica - Only Aquarian species are capable of speaking this language, because only they are capable of making its unique sounds. It consists of pops, squeals, and clicks similar to dolphin noises. Mermaids gain the ability to speak Aquatica when they transform. These sounds carry further underwater than normal speaking, which helps Aquarian species communicate even in the deepest depths.

That's all I can remember at the moment!

Questions/Comments?

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blogger-yura · 3 years ago

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Entry #23 Sept 21st '21

#YurasLife #TuneTuesday #Music #WeeklyPlaylist

𝐓𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐓𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲 - 𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Hello hello my lovely birdies! It's Tuesday today which means I am now back with a new small playlist for the week! But first things first! How are you doing? How was your weekend? Did anything exciting happen or maybe did you try anything new? I personally took the weekend to relax! Went out with some friends, got myself some nice meals throughout the day and then crashed uninterrupted the entire night hahaha I think I deserved it after working so hard the past few months! Talking about that...

Do you guys remember the project I told you all about that I was so excited for? Well! Here it comes! Official drop is on Thursday but I believe it's ok to share it with you already-

I'm officially launching my own makeup brand!

[𝐏𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬]

It's been a long way to it, but finally it's done and ready to be launched and I know this might not be what many of you expected BUT I am super excited for it! I'm very passionate about fashion and makeup is a really important part of it too! First drop will be a small collection of gel glitter. Do you ever go get some nice glitter makeup and it turns out its just sticky gel with one single layer of glitter at the top? Or maybe you're deceived by those beautiful stock pictures and when you have the real thing the glitter is barely in the mix? I'm tired of it too! So I've I've working hard on creating my own glitter gel that not only isn't a complete disappointment but also goes well in all skins! If you've noticed the pretty glitter make up on my pics lately, that's it! That's my Popsynote.

I'll be talking more in depth later on with the official post but I couldn't keep it a secret anymore LOL Please support me in this new journey if you want and can and hopefully together we can grow and make more new awesome things!

ANYHOW! It's been a second since I last shared music! I try to always share new releases because that's the best way to get into some new artists and/or update you if you maybe missed something that dropped recently! So today's playlist is exclusively September releases. Autumn has JUST arrived too and I think starting a new season with new music is just the right way to do so!

I don't want to make this post longer, so I'll be leaving now! I'm on my way to meet with some friends yet again- This time is business related though! But I still hope to have fun and a good day and I hope so do you.

Remember to take care of yourselves, stay warm and hydrated and don't overwork your body and mind too much! We'll see each other soon, alright? All the love! -Yura ♡

Chicago is so Two Years Ago - State Champs

Deja Vu - Ateez

Kill The Noise - Papa Roach

Call My Name - Lukas Graham

PING PONG - HyunA&DAWN

Misery's Company - Cemetery Sun

Troubles - Corbyn

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@cb-museclub @achillesunwoo @whimisicalfairies @ares-bc @warblerchangmin @mafia-chae @greenwitch-felix @unseelie-dejun @skzcbspam @betrayerjongup @ppg-3ye @moonlightchn @temptationcb @demigodnct @vampiremomo @suburbanbots @everglowcb @antiromantic-jun @roommates-bot @modelyonghee @floristyujeong @literature-bot @markhyuck-roomies @wonderlandxskteez @thexkims @eunwoo-bot @hopelessromantic-juyeon @smcoven @madmanwoodam @silvernightcb @artistbella @choipaths @botuniverse @modelsora @adorbsana @richsocietybot @runawayscb @godly-bots @hwangxmaximoff

#yura types 🧡#tune tuesday #weekly playlist

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whosxafraid · 4 years ago

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▌𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : Cathal òr-Iasg Luka O’Rían ▌𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 : verse depenent ▌𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 : hyper/supernatural sense of smell and hearing. partial shape shift, ability to weave shadow. ▌𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : Tarnished yellow/gold and green [Heterochromia] ▌𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : Red ▌𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒 : Cethlinn, Lugh, Lochlann, Aishling, Lorcan, Quothe ▌𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐒 : None. ▌𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 : Queen of the UnSeelie Court.

▌𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 / 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 : Reading, drinking, sleeping, very long...very hot bathes. ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 : Yes. ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 : Yes. ▌𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 : Drug use, alcoholic, ▌𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐒 : None. His mother once but his memory of her is all but gone now. And he doesn’t remember his father at all. At least not correctly.

▌𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : Pansexual ▌𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 / 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒 : He’ll not do it again. He lost his wife and son when they were murdered by another. Many many years later he lost a second lover in child birth and the daughter she gave him was left on the steps of a church. He was in no position to be a father then, and has sense been very careful not to spawn any other offspring. ▌𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 : That there truly will never be an end for him. That he will be here long after civilization has fallen and risen again. Rinse and repeat and repeat and repeat. ▌𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 : Jeans with room to move, shirts of the same caliber. Most of his clothing is specially tailored and he very rarely buys off the proverbial rack. This is mostly due to the fact he’s very tall and broad and very little fits appropriately. He prefers leather boots well walked in, and prefers to repair what can be repaired instead of buying new ones. Tank top/undershirts are also a common thing when at home, along with loose loungers and the lack of foot coverings of any kind. ▌𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 : Very selective, though he treasures the ones he does have. Understanding how fleeting they will be simply because human life is short. But once you’ve earned his trust it is earned and he is as loyal to his friendships only as far as his counterparts are. ▌𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐈𝐄 : It’s good. His favorite is Spanish Pear Tart with Pedro Ximénez syrup ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 : Potin, whiskey and black coffee ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐓 : now a days the humble vineyard he owns in Spain will do, as the place that is his true favorit is out of his reach. ▌𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍 : Ocean. ▌𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 : Intelligent. Smaller than him by a bit. Dark hair. Bright smile when they mean it. Could kill a man if they had the mind. Bitey. ▌𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒 : Either or really. 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 : @tarnishedhalo 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 : @therealgamble | @morgansmornings | @tabbyrp | @corinnebaileyrp | @mynameisanakin | @goodlawman | @suspectedalways | @oracuelum | and anyone else that wants too just tag me back so i can read ^_^

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quothesquills · 5 years ago

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👄 + luka orian

Chatterbox || Accepting

“First, you should know…it’s O’Rian. Second, that name should never come out of your mouth.”

She feels old. Older than this bar, for sure. Older than the smoke inside of it that clings to everything and gives the air a sour taste. Older than the street it is built upon, older than the city in which it resides. She can remember a time when none of it existed and that there was a lot more wild in the world. But that’s not the story that they’ve come to hear.

They ask about a man, and to explain him, she must first tell them about the Gods. It’s a good thing they’ve asked a Corax.

She waves a hand and has them sit. Orders a new round, and several after.

“Twice a year, two days are of equal length. Once in the spring, once in autumn. These days are balanced, and they are made for war, so that neither side has an advantage. Now, many myths become religions, many religions give names to the two sides. Seelie and Unseelie. Gawain and the Green Knight, the robin and the wren. Countless other pairs. Some might come closest when they speak of Lugh and Balor…but even the little witches of the Verbena do not know the whole story. The parts that were forgotten long ago.”

She takes a drink.“You say, but Quothe, how do you know, then? And I say to you…because I was there. You say, but Quothe that’s impossible! And I say…shut up and listen, kid, because I will only tell you once.” And make sure you don’t remember, after.

“The stories say that at Ostara, the spring equinox, the Oak Prince takes the crown and rules the lands of the old country for half year, at his height of strength and power come Litha…the mid of summer. His twin is the Holly Prince. Who regains the crown come Mabon, the autumn equinox, and he rules the dark half, at his height of power and strength at Yule, the mid of winter. And this…I tell you… is mostly bullshit. Notice I said…mostly.

“It is true, that once there were two princes. Born at the same day. One in the mid morning, scion of a God and his mortal lover. The other, born at the mid of night to the same God and his Consort and Rival, a Goddess who was also a queen. One was given the full favour of the Sun. The other was not so much shunned as… seen as lesser. And you might say, well…obviously, Quothe. The half mortal child could not be so blessed as his divine sibling. And you would be wrong then, wouldn’t you?

“The mortal prince spent his days roaming the woods and made friends with the wolves, the birds, the woods themselves. He could charm salmon from the streams and was beautiful to look on, all dark hair and green eyes. Long of limb and fair of form. The godling was also beautiful. Looked just like him, no shit, except he was red as the sun, red as blood. They were identical to their father. One did not know about the other for some time, and when they did first meet, they became the closest of friends.

“Yes, I’m skipping details, we’d be here forever if I didn’t. Now, do you want to hear the story or not?” She lights a cigarette, becomes enchanted by the glowing ember of its cherry. “Some stuff happens, people are jealous, they make bad choices. The gods ain’t perfect, kid. Neither are people, and maybe that’s what makes it all work. And because we’re talking about Gods, you gotta know that eventually something must die. After all…they thrive on worship and sacrifice. The first to go was the Holly Prince, and his mother will tell you he might have been spared, if his father could have been bothered to have been there. I can’t tell you for sure, because I kind of missed that part. The second though, the Oak Prince, the mortal child, he was a sacrifice to the Goddess’ anger, to her need for a mother’s revenge, to salve what essentially boiled down to wounded pride over the rejection of the Sun. See…their father had chosen a human love over his consort. She didn’t take that well.“The mortal boy was set upon by a pack of wolves. They tore him pieces, swallowing great swaths of flesh and blood and even bone. Now this is where the story gets a little fuzzy. Everyone swears that the Goddess was responsible for the attack. Maybe she was. Some said she tried to intervene out of fear of the Sun’s wrath. Some say it hand nothing to do with her at all and maybe the Sun’s grandfather made one of those back alley deals, scooped up what was left and did some spooky god stuff in the background. But the problem was, there wasn’t enough left of the Oak Prince to put all back together, so they had to improvise. Scraped up some Wolf Bits and put it in the cosmic blender…and badabing.

“What do you mean, get to the point? That this is taking too long…Okay, okay. Ya wanna know about Luka O’Rian and what he has to do with all of this? FINE. He’s the owner of this bar, and he thinks you’re a dick. Now, get out before I gotta get the bouncer.”People. What a bunch of bastards.

#Anonymous #sucker bets|thanks <333 #So Miserable Without You It's like having you here|Luka #A Sort of Faery Tale

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thecourt-rpg · 8 years ago

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LUKAS ANSELM (Adam Driver FC) would like a BIOLOGICAL FATHER whose age is 473, whose gender is CIS MALE, and whose species is FAE (AUTUMNLANDS). Their preferred FC is UTP (ROBERT DOWNEY JR., PAUL RUDD ARE JUST SOME IDEAS). Their relationship can be described as follows: Highly strained. Lukas was raised in the human world by his mother and her husband, and thought they were his parents his whole life. His real father, Heilyn Tanzer, turned out to be an Unseelie Autumnlands fae who had also masqueraded as Lukas’s imaginary friend when he was a small child. He was responsible for the accident which disabled Lukas’s leg, and Lukas only came to him in the Court out of desperation to find somewhere to fit in. Heilyn is a professional criminal who uses his cover as a servant and entertainer at the Autumn Court’s palace to deflect suspicion. He hoped to rope his imp son in on his schemes, but Lukas left rather than be used like that. He and Heilyn haven’t spoken since, but he knows his father wants a relationship of some kind with him and may press his luck if given the chance. Feel free to message the mun @lukasanselm with questions and ideas!

#thecourt connection #oc rp #oc rpg #fairy rpg #fantasy rpg

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faewhump · 4 years ago

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Unseelie Pet: Snippet

As @castielamigos-whump-side-blog requested, here is a continuation of the Cian and Lukas snippet.

Content warnings: dehumanisation, whipping, mentions of starvation, blood

Lukas’ hands shook as he carried the short leather whip. It was an item he knew most intimately by now, and not only because he had braided it himself what felt like a long time ago. He didn’t know how long it had actually been since the day his master had broken his up to then favoured cane and decided that it was time for an upgrade. Measuring the passage of time was a difficult concept when all days flowed into each other in a meaningless alternation between light and dark and no discernible rhythm of food and sleep. While his hunger had faded beyond the perceptible a while ago, the deep fatigue sitting in his bones never seemed to pass.

He didn’t understand what he’d done wrong to earn a punishment this time, but then again his master didn’t appear to do so either lately. Trying is best to supress his terrified whimpers he inelegantly fell to his knees at his master’s feet and shakily offered the whip up above his head. His master ripped it from his fingers impatiently and stepped around him.

“You will count for me, boy, and don’t you dare leave your position,” his master snapped, and a crack of the whip close to his head caused Lukas to flinch. “If you fail to obey, we will start over, understood?”

“Yes, master,” he whimpered between tears, he didn’t even remember when he had started to cry.

His master tsked. “We haven’t even started and you’re already bawling. Pathetic.”

Lukas set on to apologise, but then the first blow threw him off balance and he had to bite his lip to swallow the scream. It wasn’t that wanted to keep his dignity, he was well aware that he’d lost the last of it a long time ago, but he knew that his master liked the act of making him scream to be a bit of a challenge.

“One,” he counted loudly, remembering the time his master had claimed he hadn’t counted clearly enough and had made him start over and over again until he’d passed out.

Sometimes his master liked to space out the strokes over a longer stretch of time, making him wait and driving him crazy with the dreadful anticipation. This time however his master followed a different strategy, leaving Lukas barely enough time to shout out the numbers between the blows falling in quick succession. He didn’t hold back his strength either, and it didn’t take long until Lukas’ world consisted of thing but the excruciating pain and the count. It wasn’t clear at what point he’d started screaming, but it wasn’t as if that actually mattered. Back when things were okay (back when his master still loved him) he would have pleaded for him to stop, but now begging only seemed to spur him on.

A particularly hard blow struck his shoulder, throwing him off blanche and causing him to topple face first on the floor.

“Get up!” his master shouted enraged. “How dare you leave your position, get back up immediately!”

“Sorry, master,” Lukas sobbed, struggling to push himself from the ground made slippery by blood. His blood, he realised belatedly.

His master huffed. “Pathetic. Start counting from the beginning.”

Lukas froze, even more tears welling to his eyes at the prospect, but he didn’t dare to say anything besides “Yes, master” and braced himself.

Even if his master didn’t love him anymore, at least there was still a way in which he could serve him.

#tw dehumanisation #tw whipping #tw blood #whumper as master #pet whump #pet whumpee #fae whump #fae whumper #unseelie pet series #unseelie pet drabble #cian #lukas #my writing #starvation

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faewhump · 4 years ago

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▶️ Cian, just this once - be nice to Lukas and comfort him!

Awww, this is sweet, Lukas really needs some comfort! Let’s see, what’s the best Cian can do at the moment...

Content warning: dehumanisation, mentioned caning, captor bonding

Cian wasn’t even sure anymore what it was he’d punished his pet for, maybe for moving too slowly or being under foot, or simply because he’d been in his field of vision. It wasn’t like Lukas actually acted up these days, even the last time that he’d given him any kind of lip had been many months ago. Cian put the cane down on the table and sat on the sofa next to it, thoughtfully regarding the sniveling human curled up on the floor.

No, the boy’s behaviour had been perfect for a while now, always obedient, subservient and eager to please. The way he’d taken his punishment today had been impeccable as well, he’d knelt without complaint, keeping his position bravely and counting the strokes without mistakes. And even now that he had collapsed from pain and was crying on the floor, he still tried to keep his sobs quiet as to not annoy his master.

Cian sighed. “Come here, pet,” he ordered, snapping his fingers.

Quickly Lukas picked himself up and crawled over without hesitation, cowering at his feet, head lowered in submission and shoulders shaking with suppressed sobs - or fear. There had been a time when his fear had excited Cian.

“Hush, stop your sniveling.” Cian patted his head. Hmm, his pet definitely needed a bath. When was the last time he’s allowed him one?

Lukas froze at the touch, as if he expected to be grabbed and pulled by the hair to be yelled at and scolded, but instead the gently pats continued.

“You took your punishment very well, pet. I am pleased,” Cian said, stroking the hair out of Lukas’ face.

The boy slowly lifted his head, and his eyes widened before filling with tears.

“Thank - thank you, master,” he whispered, voice heavy with gratefulness.

“Oh hush now, don’t cry.” Cian carefully pulled his pet’s head forward to rest against his knee. “You did well.” He ran a hand through his hair soothingly.

Strangely, his reassurances only seemed to make Lukas cry even more, and so he continued running his hand through the once so soft and well kempt hair, confused by the strange mix of emotions inside him.

#ask #anonymous #thank you dear!#whump #pet whump #pet whumpee #fae whump #fae whumper #tw dehumanisation #tw captor bonding #mentions of abuse #mentioned caning #creepy comfort #unseelie pet drabble #unseelie pet series #my writing #cian #lukas

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faewhump · 4 years ago

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Okay, I really wanna ask some questions about Cian and Lukas as well ^^ - 🐶🐱🐹 for Lukas and 🐷🐦🐺 for Cian, please! -ohmywhump

Lukas:

🐶: Where do you sleep and stay when your owner isn’t around? Is there a room, cage, or cell?

“Back when-” He swallows. “Back when I was still bad I was kept in a cell down in the dungeons, and I am so grateful to Master for taking me up to the palace once I had learned to be good. I don’t have a room for myself, so I just stay in Master’s rooms... they’re very nice, so I’m grateful. Most of the time I can move freely in them, though I’m not allowed up on the furniture. I am usually allowed to sleep on the rug beside Master’s bed, it’s very soft and I am grateful.”

🐱: What do you wear? Clothes? Collars? Harness?

“I wear whatever my Master gives me, and I am thankful for every piece of clothing I am allowed. Lately, I’ve been wearing just these trousers - and I am grateful for them! Just...” He nervously looks around, then continues, almost whispering. “It’s been getting colder now so I - I hope that Master will give me a shirt soon. I always wear my collar, it’s important that I know I’m kept. It... it hurts, but that’s okay, it helps me remember.”

🐹: Do you know why you were taken and turned into a pet?

“It was my fault, really - I shouldn’t have gone into the forest alone, I should have turned around earlier, shouldn’t have gotten lost... I - I’m lucky that Master found me, he brought me here and gave me a home and keeps me as I should be kept.”

Cian:

🐷: Is your pet a specific choice or were they at the wrong place at the wrong time?

“A bit of both, I’d say. It was pure chance I found him that night - poor little thing, all alone and lost... how lucky he was that I saved him. He was such a cutie and just so, so very fun to play with - of course I had to keep him.”

🐦: Do you use your pet for NSFW reasons? As furniture? Or are they simply meant to be some kind of a companion? Tw dubcon/noncon

“Of course I fuck my pet, it’s got to be useful for something after all... And I’m not bragging if I say that it’s quite good at that.” He grins. “Besides that, I also like to have him play with other pets, it’s always very entertaining to watch them.”

🐺: Will you ever let your pet leave and return to their old life? Or is the only way they can escape is if you put them down yourself?

“Let him leave?” Cian laughs. “What a ridiculous notion! The stupid thing wouldn’t survive on its own for a week, putting it down would be a mercy, really. Maybe I will sell him eventually if the right offer comes. Letting him leave...” He shakes his head and laughs again. “How ludicrous.”

Thank you @ohmywhump!

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Unseelie Pet: 13. Chapter

Malachi takes Alex to visit another Fae Lord and his pet, where the promised ‘playdate’ suddenly takes a different route than they expected.

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Content warnings: dehumanisation, non-consensual touching (not sexual), drugging (faerie food), noncon kiss, dubcon kiss, mentions of noncon, captor bonding

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The game Malachi had forced Alex to take part in had rattled him more than he would have liked to admit. He had seen similar and way worse games before, but back then they had been easier to ignore, especially when Rían told him not to worry about the human pets in general. As a pet himself now he’d been aware that he would probably have to join such games, and yet it had come unexpected. Even though he feared and hated Malachi, he still had naively believed that the Fae wouldn’t treat him like that.

Meanwhile Malachi didn’t seem to understand the problem, after all Alex hadn’t been hurt or punished. And besides, some of the other pets had enjoyed the game, so clearly it wasn’t all that bad. Alex still continued to sulk, which Malachi tolerated with a sort of exasperated amusement for a couple of days, before he strictly reprimanded him to watch his tone and behaviour, lest he gave the impression of being ungrateful.

A week after the ball Alex’s routine of feeding his meals to the crows, reading, being taken on walks and fed by Malachi was suddenly upheaved when he was informed that they would visit Lord Cian this afternoon. Alex wasn’t too thrilled; he hadn’t liked the creepy Fae they’d met outside and was a little worried about what the ‘playdate’ with the other pet would entail. But there was nothing he could do about it, and so he didn’t resit when Malachi hooked the leash into his collar and led him to Cian’s rooms.

“I would like to urge you to be on your best behaviour today,” Malachi told Alex on the way. “I will not let you embarrass me in front of Cian again. To make this easier for you, you will not speak at all during our visit. If I should hear only one word from you, the muzzle goes back on. Understood?”

Alex swallowed at the threat, then mumbled an affirmative. He understood, no matter what happened he wouldn’t speak a word.

The other Fae received them warmly in a beautiful drawing room and immediately offered his old friend a seat and something to drink. Peering over Malachi’s shoulder Alex saw Cian’s human pet for the first time. Lukas had reddish brown hair, a small frame and looked younger than Alex, probably in his early twenties. His only piece of clothing was a roughspun trouser, and Alex shuddered at the scars and bruises on his bare chest.

Malachi sat down on the sofa across from Cian and placed one of the pillows on the floor for Alex to kneel upon. Cian didn’t offer his pet a pillow, and so Lukas just slumped at his feet with a lowered head. The skin underneath the dark metal collar around his throat looked painfully raw. Alex remembered the one time he had complained about the fit of his beautiful golden collar, and how Malachi had immediately adjusted it and even put soothing creme on the slightly sore skin.

“Yes, he’s perfectly obedient now,” Cian said, giving Lukas a short kick. Alex winced with him in sympathy. “What about your little human?”

Malachi gently ran a hand through Alex’s hair. “Oh, we’ve been making great progress.”

He continued to pet Alex while talking to Cian and even handfed him a couple of treats from the canapé plate on the table next to him. In turn the other Fae completely ignored his pet. Alex couldn’t stop staring at Lukas, he felt so sorry for him. How must he feel right now? Seeing him in his fine clothes and golden collar, unhurt, clean, and clearly spoiled by his owner…

Up until now Alex had always felt sorry for himself, he’d hated everything Malachi did to him and thought he was suffering. But compared to the way Cian seemed to treat Lukas… Alex was ashamed, if Lukas knew of his previous thoughts, he’d surely think of him as incredibly spoilt, bratty and ungrateful. Alex realised that despite his rebelliousness Malachi treated him quite well.

“Enough of that for now,” Cian decided eventually. “I remember I promised our little pets a playdate, so why don’t you two go ahead and say hello?”

Alex frowned, he’d been explicitly ordered to not speak, so how was he supposed to say hi? He didn’t understand what the Fae wanted him to do and stayed where he was, while Lukas pushed himself to his knees and crawled over. About a three feet away from Alex he stopped, looking down. Confused Alex glanced up at Malachi in question, who merely smiled and nudged him encouragingly. Slowly he moved closer to Lukas, still unsure of what Malachi expected him to do. Lukas seemed to notice his uncertainty and gave him a shy smile, then leaned in to nuzzle at his face. Surprised Alex jerked back; he hadn’t expected that.

Cian chuckled. “Your pet is a shy one, isn’t it?”

“He generally does need some more encouragement to show affection, yes,” Malachi said. “Come on, darling, don’t be rude now.”

Angered Alex turned his head to glare at Malachi. The Fae merely raised an eyebrow, and it was enough to remind Alex of the stern warning to behave he’d given him. Alex took a deep breath and moved closer towards Lukas again, and when the other human carefully nuzzled at his face he didn’t pull back. He knew that Lukas wasn’t doing this out of his free will either, neither of them had a choice in this.

Lukas slowly reached his hands out towards Alex, who gently took them into his and was appalled at how much smaller they were. From up close the bruises littering his body looked even worse, and although Alex had lost weight too lately, he wasn’t nearly as thin and weak as Lukas. The urge to protect the younger man surged through him, but he knew well enough that he couldn’t even protect himself. Alex stiffened when Lukas hugged him, then carefully wrapped his arms around the thin, shivering body.

“Aww, how cute!” Cian cooed. “I knew they’d look adorable together.”

“They do indeed,” Malachi agreed, sounding pleased.

“Hmm, I’m sure they can be even more entertaining, though,” Cian said, then coldly addressed Lukas. “Go on, boy, you know how much I like a show, don't you?”

In his arms Alex felt the other human freeze.

“Yes, master,” Lukas replied meekly, his voice barely above a whisper. He looked at Alex apologetically, then suddenly leaned in and kissed him.

Shocked Alex yelped and tried to pull back, but Lukas held on to him desperately, shaking in fear. What the hell was going on? Was this what the Fae had meant with ‘playdate’? Would Malachi really force him to ‘play’ with this other human, on the floor in front of him? When Lukas finally paused the kiss Alex pushed back, pleadingly turned around to Malachi and whined.

Up until now Malachi had watched the happenings passively, but now he placed a hand upon Alex’s shoulder and made shooing motions with his hands towards Lukas. “Shoo, away with you!”

Lukas recoiled immediately and whimpered apologetically.

“Hey!” Cian complained. “They were just getting started.”

“You know that I don't like sharing what is mine,” Malachi said, his hand closing tighter around Alex’s shoulder.

Cian huffed. “Come on, pets playing isn’t serious and just for entertainment, it’s not sharing. Of course I know your preferences, but I really wouldn’t have expected this to be a problem. It's really fun to watch, and since your pet clearly doesn't have any experience, this would be the perfect opportunity for it to learn from Lukas… which could improve your enjoyment as well.” He winked.

Unsettled Alex moved back to press himself against Malachi's legs, looked up at him and whined pleadingly. Malachi slid a hand into his hair, and Alex leaned into it. Maybe if he was good enough Malachi wouldn’t force him to do this. He wanted to ask him to please not to, but the threat of the muzzle successfully kept him quiet.

Malachi smiled at him, then turned back to Cian. “I’m sorry, but this human is mine,” he stated. “And I am too possessive of my pet to allow anyone else – be they faerie or human – to touch it.”

Relieved Alex sunk back against Malachi’s legs, he hated how grateful he felt towards the Fae for declaring him his.

“Alright, alright, it’s your choice,” Cian appeased, sounding a little disgruntled. “What a pity though...” His eyes raked over Alex, then fell upon Lukas. He snapped his fingers. “Heel, boy.”

Lukas, who had cowered shivering on the floor, trying to make himself as small as possible, quickly obeyed. The two Fae Lords smoothly picked up their conversation again, and Alex slowly allowed himself to relax. He stayed close to Malachi, feeling oddly safe and protected by his side. Across from him Lukas had slumped at his master’s feet again, eyes unfocused and not looking up or reacting in anyway.

Watching the other pet Alex felt almost overwhelmed with pity, he just hoped that Malachi would never let him end up like this. For the first time he was incredibly glad that it had been Malachi who’d found him that night, and not someone like Cian. In a way he had been very lucky. It was hard to hate Malachi seeing how much nicer he was compared to other Fae. In contrast Malachi was very soft on him, giving him so many luxurious things, taking care of him even though he rebelled at every turn… And he was incredibly beautiful. Glancing up, Alex thought that wouldn't mind kissing him as much as he had minded Lukas.

The moment they entered his room again, Malachi immediately began fussing all over Alex.

“You did so, so well, my darling,” Malachi praised and guided Alex to sit at the dressing table so that he could remove the make-up. “You behaved so perfectly; I am very proud. Such a good pet, staying quiet and obedient all throughout. And when you looked at me with those adorable big eyes and made those sweet, sweet whines…”

Malachi removed the ornate drop earrings from Alex’s ears and replaced them with a pair of small pearl studs. Ever since he had spontaneously pierced Alex’s earlobes he’d forced him to constantly wear earrings to keep the piercings open.

“I am sorry you were frightened like that, though. I thought Cian knew better, but apparently not.” Malachi sighed and shook his head. “That dirty mutt shouldn’t have kissed you like that.”

“It…it wasn’t his fault,” Alex mumbled. “Lukas didn’t want to either. Cian forced him.”

Malachi’s hands faltered for a moment, then he continued to comb Alex’s hair. “Quite right, I’m afraid,” he admitted.

Alex licked his lips nervously, collecting his courage. “Is there… is there a way we can help him?” he asked quietly. “Cian seemed so… cold to him, and he was hurt…”

Malachi chuckled. “You want to help someone you’ve only just met?”

“Yes.”

“That is quite adorable of you, but I’m afraid there’s nothing we can do. It’s Lord Cian’s choice how he treats his pet, as it is the prerogative of every Fae.”

“Do many Fae treat their pets like that?” Alex’s asked, his eyes flitting to Malachi’s in the mirror. “Or… or start to when they get bored?”

“It varies, I’d say. But I’m afraid that it isn’t uncommon,” Malachi replied. “Why, are you that I will get bored and stop spoiling you?”

Alex shrugged, but his expression said enough. Malachi turned him around and cupped his cheek, titling his head up.

“It’s alright, sweetheart, there’s nothing for you to worry about,” he said gently. “I would never treat you like that; I promise. I love my darling pet way too much for that.”

Alex’s eyes widened. “Really? You… you love me?”

Malachi smiled. “Of course I do. And you should know that unlike you I truly cannot lie.”

“Oh,” Alex said tonelessly. He didn’t know how to feel about this revelation, didn’t know whether he should be relieved, disgusted, happy or scared … But when Malachi slowly leaned in to kiss him, he didn’t move away.

The Fae’s lips were unexpectedly soft and gentle, and he kept the kiss unhurried and short. It felt… nice. Alex was confused, he knew he shouldn’t like this, he really shouldn’t… and yet it felt good. Eventually Malachi pulled back, somehow both too soon and not soon enough. Alex looked down, unable to meet his eyes.

“There’s no need to be shy, my sweet,” Malachi said, still holding Alex close, and ran a thumb over his cheek.

Alex made a disagreeing sound, he wasn’t shy, he just hated the decisions he made recently. A part of him screamed at him to push Malachi away and refuse to let the Fae touch him again, but instead he leaned in closer, rested against Malachi’s chest and allowed himself to relax into the comfort.

“Good boy,” Malachi whispered and pressed a kiss onto his hair. “My perfect darling.”

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