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This piece of Hellboy & Hillzanora together was done by a friend of mine, Jeff Weborn. Hope you all like it.
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I'm trying to write about this without getting emotional, but it's pretty hard! Hah!
But it's been officially announced so I can finally talk about it! I'm the Lead Designer (damn) on the official Tomb Raider TTRPG (double damn). Shadows of Truth has a public playtest coming up soon, and I'm excited for folks to see what we've been working on!
It's been a wild ride and a fun time, but this is also the biggest challenge I've had to face as a ttrpg designer. Like many indie folks I've drawn inspiration from the media we love (Apocalypse Keys is proudly Hellboy-inspired, among other things!) while still making it our own unique thing.
Tomb Raider has been completely different, in that I have to do my best to translate some awesome video game history into a ttrpg experience. And I gotta be as true to the source material and experience as possible, while still centering what makes ttrpgs great!
Tomb Raider is also a franchise that's been around for almost 30 years and is a HUGE DEAL. It's hard to describe how much of an impact it's made on action-adventure video games, repeatedly! Lara Croft is easily one of the most iconic characters in video games and the genre, and her Adventures include (several) dinosaurs, wild transhuman demonic Atlantean stuff, and apocalypse-inducing artifacts.
But Lara to me, especially since the 2013 game, has been a truly amazing and conflicted heroine. The last three games that grounded her and made her vulnerable, while still creating intense experiences, really hooked me. I really wanted to honor the journey of Tomb Raider and make a really fun and thrilling ttrpg for folks.
But anyone who knows me, knows that anti-colonial design is in all my games. It's just who I am, and it's not something I consciously did at first. It wasn't even until I started designing ttrpgs, in my 30s, that I realized how important my personal decolonization process was, and a lot of that has helped me discover new aspects of my identity (including being a transmasculine person).
So, I don't need to tell you that a franchise called Tomb Raider has some colonial implications, right?
As development goes on, folks have asked me "How is the game anti-colonial?" or "How are you addressing the colonialism?" I want to start off by saying as a team we conceptualized what that could mean while still being true to the franchise. But since then, as Lead Designer, I've had to make hundreds of decisions that are reflected in countless design and structural choices. I can point to dozens of mechanics and things and describe how this is my personal attempt to present anti-colonial gaming, and I'm grateful for the help our team of consultants and playtesters in guiding me.
It's kind of wild, but in chasing after and reaching for anti-colonial design, I've had to figure out how to implement great tech from other designers, but also come up with lots of new stuff too. There's some really cool Adventure design stuff that is really hard to pull off in a PbtA framework where you play to find out. (Arguably, PbtA itself has a lot of anti-colonial play about it compared to mainstream ttrpgs and it's one of the reasons we used PbtA as a design framework but that's a whole other conversation)
I'm really so grateful for the support from the team! It's hard to feel like I'm good enough and can measure up to Evil Hat's faith in me, but they've been incredibly supportive and open, and it's been stellar. Crystal Dynamics has also been amazing to work with, especially because it was important to me that while we honor how awesome Tomb Raider is, we don't downplay the difficult truths of colonialism and its ongoing effects. And they were so incredibly on board for that! It's so rare for a marginalized person like me to be granted an opportunity like this, and I am determined to give it my all.
We've built a team that's been amazing to collaborate with, and @ostrichmonkey-games has been doing incredible work alongside me. I'm really proud of what we're doing as a team! I can't wait for folks to see it come together.
You can also check out the Polygon (!!!) article about the game, which gives you a sense of some of the cool mechanics at play!
I know it's easy to write off an IP ttrpg based on a really big franchise (and for good reasons, unfortunately). But I really do think we're doing something special here! I hope y'all will give the game a chance and check it out when the public playtest starts up!
#omg ive been working on this forever#this game in its open playtest form is ALREADY BIGGER THAN APOCALYPSE KEYS GOOD GOD#the initial playtests have also been crazy good fun but also like super cathartic for my colonial feelings#am i still allowed to label this as indie ttrpgs#do i want to walk into that conversation#can you believe the tomb raider ttrpg is happening?!
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Newt Geiszler and John Myers basically have the same uncle (yes, really!)
Yesterday I was looking at John Meyrs's bio by Guillermo del Toro as presented in the Hellboy DVD special features, when I saw this:
Johnny slept most of the way. He woke up in his new room, above his uncle's tool shed/workshop, and there he stayed for the next 12 years. Uncle Thad is - in Johnny's mind - a pair of hands. greasy, rough, and calloused, they were the best ever at machining, putting junk together, and making things run. He was a large, weathered man who smelled of gasoline, nicotine, and paint thinner. He kept everything in little glass jars, labeled with a felt pen and lined up in endless rows, three-deep in his forever messy, ever-changing workshop.
At night, they listened to radio. They never owned a TV. Johnny had to go to his friend's house to watch that. But he liked radio more. The tales were more vivid, the heroes were taller, the dangers more real.
TV was phony.
Uncle Thad always worked with the radio on. He loved to listen to a station somewhere in Europe that - ironically - played mostly jazz and big band music.
And I was like... hey, wait a minute, isn't that also Newt's uncle? So I checked the paragraphs about Uncle Gunter as described in the Pacific Rim novelization, and... yup, here we are:
Newt and his Uncle Gunter had struck the same sparks when Newt was a kid, tinkering in the basement of Gunter’s studio, where fringey techno musicians stood around making sounds and waiting for Gunter to come up with the next innovation that they would turn into the club tracks that pounded out of speakers all over Europe. (p. 95)
Gunter’s laugh, from his belly, roughened along the way by cigarettes. Uncle Gunter who gave people things before they could steal from him. The gear in his studio. A new sound, one that nobody had ever made before. Lines on a monitor danced out the data, expressing it. Ecstasy of sound and idea, endlessly dividing inside Newt’s mind. (p. 117)
Not only are these two guys very similar, but there's a number of similarities here in the writing itself that makes me suspect Alex Irvine was quoting Newt's bio almost verbatim.
There's also another little something in John's bio that fans of Trollhunters might find interesting:
Together they modified johnny's moped when he was fifteen. Boy, how he loved that piece of junk. A true love story. he can tell you about the day he got it, and about the day he cleaned every single part, hell, he even remembers what he was wearing when he first saw it.
If you've watched Trollhunters, you might remember when Blinky helped Jim Lake fix up an old Vespa. So it looks like that element with John and Uncle Theo got recycled into Jim and Blinky.
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Rules: Bold what is true for you and tag 15 people.
tagged by @anthonysperkins <3 hi michi
APPEARANCE
i'm over 5'5' // i wear glasses/contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // I have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i typically wear makeup // i don't often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backwards
HOBBIES AND TALENTS
i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand
RELATIONSHIP
i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online
AESTHETICS
i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sun rise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colours // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season
MISCELLANEOUS
i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least three dogs
✨ tagging @aethelreds, @feodor-dostoevsky, @jennathearcher, @finalbabe, @hellboys, @meduseld, @mysteriums
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tagged by @stdismas tysm! 🤍
Rules: Bold what is true for you and tag 15 people.
APPEARANCE
i'm over 5'5' // i wear glasses/contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // I have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i typically wear makeup // i don't often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backwards
HOBBIES AND TALENTS
i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand
RELATIONSHIP
i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online
AESTHETICS
i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sun rise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colours // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season
MISCELLANEOUS
i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least three dogs 🐶
TAGGING @xellnikov @hellboys @josephseedismyfather @alexcabotgf @brandnewhuman @shimichoko & anyone wanting to do this!
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15, 16, 34, and 41 :-)
15: Favorite movie -> eek you know this is a hard answer but based on constant rewatch-ability I’d have to say Underworld, Hellboy, Crimson Peak or Alien
16: I’ll love you if -> we have music in common, you have passions, we have similar politics/focus on volunteering (or helping others in general), you respect other ppl, you like learning and changing and you can accept my #autism
34: What I find attractive in women -> god. What do I NOT?! I love when ppl have a genuine, uninhibited smile, when ppl laugh, like a deep true laugh. Eyes (any color, I can find any feature bewitching I tell you), dark circles, piercings/tattoos (or at least you think these r cool.) I think it’s wildly sexy when ppl have their own sense of style (or at least makes something their own) and own how they look.
41: Where I want to be right now -> god I really don’t know. I wish I could teleport and see my friends and family around the globe. I wanna be (figuratively ig) valued and appreciated
SORRY FOR THIS BEING LITERALLY MONTHS LATE
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Yeah shit I took a shower after posting this and immediately thought of some more that I should have mentioned.
Like, the biggest one that I can't believe I didn't include was Hellboy, which not only has MANY arcs that are explicitly about its pulpy cambion hero fighting fairy tale characters (with Baba Yaga being one of his most deadly recurring villains, even!), but ALSO is responsible for introducing me to many of the more obscure fairy tales and, indeed, myths, folk tales, and works of fiction in general. Mike Mignola's notes about his research materials in the trade paperbacks of Hellboy played a big role in teenage me developing a keener interest in researching this stuff in depth, I owe so much to Hellboy.
Coraline is another modern fairy tale that I love, a take on the Disobedient Girl archetype where the girl gets to win in the end (albeit after facing a LOT of peril), which is a rarity. And speaking of Neil Gaiman, I really love Stardust, another movie that hits that Princess Bride snarky romantic fairy tale itch.
You know what fairy tale series I really wish I could get a proper DVD box set of? Ever After High. No, seriously! You might think it's just a giant toy commercial, and yes it definitely is that, but it's also got this meta narrative analysis of fairy tales and their legacies that's really intriguing. See, in Ever After High, every character in fairy tales is basically a part of a legacy, with different iterations of each tale being literal generations of these families. There's a dynasty of Snow Whites, each of whom have a daughter that is then persecuted by an evil queen (who is the daughter of the previous evil queen, who's the daughter of the evil queen before her, and so on and so forth) and ends up in an enchanted sleep that is broken by true love's kiss. Some of the current crop of fairy tale characters think this legacy rocks - the current Snow White's daughter, Apple White, is stoked to be menaced by the hot goth daughter of the current evil queen, and can't wait to fall into that enchanted sleep so she can find true love. The daughter of the evil queen, though, is less enthused, and wonders why they can't break out of their roles - does she HAVE to be an evil queen just because her mother and her grandmother and so on were? That's a really engaging premise, which plays with the fact that fairy tales are told and retold so often yet rarely change the big parts of it (something that Dimension 20's Neverafter also explored, by the bye). Also it's pretty gay - like, after a point it's clear to everyone except Apple White herself that her desire for her destined nemesis to bully her is, uh, not just about fulfilling a story requirement. It's a shame the dolls themselves were ugly pumpkin-headed things that didn't sell for shit, dooming the series to premature cancellation and obscurity.
I want to give honorable mentions to Rango, which while very clearly a Western pastiche rather than a fairy tale is nonetheless an adaptation of the fairy tale "Seven in One Blow, and Strange Magic, which is about fairies but feels less like a fairy tale and more like... I dunno, a weird George Lucas-helmed romantic comedy jukebox musical that I'm nonetheless very endeared to.
Finally (for now), I want to include Tale of Tales, an adaptation of the fairy tale collection of the same name that has a wonderful gothic horror vibe to it, which @bzedan mentioned in the replies of this post while I was in the shower and made me kick myself for forgetting it. And I should put the 2017 movie Erementari, an adaptation of "The Devil and the Blacksmith," here too, especially since you all know how I love Satan.
What are your top favorite fairy tales? Either classic literarily stories, adaptations of literary fairy tales, wholly modern fairy tales, or even just stories that you think are structured like fairy tales. (Roald Dahl books, Studio Ghibli movies, even Shrek and Puss in Boots movies, etc.)
That is an unfathomably vast genre of fiction to try and condense into a ranked numbered list. I think... I think that may be impossible to actually answer as requested. But I can ramble about some of my favorites I suppose.
Let's do this sorta like the Oscars and divide things into categories.
Category 1: The Heavy Hitters
Some fairy tales are significantly more famous than others, so this category is for them: the heavy hitters, the classic fairy tales that are most well known, as defined by my own nebulous perception of which fairy tales are more popular than others.
Of the heavy hitters, my favorites are Little Red Riding Hood and Jack and the Beanstalk. Little Red Riding Hood is such a spooky story no matter which telling you're looking at, and has contributed a lot to both the fantasy and horror genres thanks to its simple yet evocative premise and visuals. Jack and the Beanstalk, meanwhile, is just a really solid story of a trickster fool, which is one of my favorite archetypes in all of fiction. Love a good trickster fool.
Category 2: The Obscurities
As I said, this ask is covering a HUGE amount of fiction in its topic, especially since the border between a fairy tale and, like, ANY folklore isn't really well-defined (not in a way anyone can agree too, anyway). But there are a lot of obscure folktales I love that are at least sometimes lumped in as fairy tales, and I'm gonna list them here:
The Lambton Worm - a classic tale of dragon-slaying and getting fucked over by prophecies
The Lindworm Prince - queen can't concieve and consults a witch, ignores witch's directions, gives birth to human baby and dragon baby. Dragon baby grows up and demands a wife before human baby can get his, and a clever girl decides this is her chance to get rewarded for monster fucking.
Maud and the Dragon of Mordiford - the story of a girl who adopts a dragon only for it to end tragically, which inspired one of the novels I'm gonna write one of these days
Tam Lin - the story of a woman who wanted that elf dick and wasn't afraid to do some weird shit to get it
Biancabella and Samaritana - a story about a girl and her sister who is a snake because her mother had trouble concieving
King Odd - a story about an odd king who's actually an exiled fairy queen in disguise, and the man who wins her heart after surviving her attempt to execute him. It's like a Nordic medieval Tenchi Muyo.
You've probably noticed some themes about my favorites right now - lots of stories with dragons, people being transformed into monsters, and heroes who are into that monster shit.
Category 3: Archetypal Pieces
Ok, so for this I'm going to focus less on individual folktales and more on recurring plotlines, character types, and story beats, which you begin to notice the more you read up on Fairy Tales in part because many of the more obscure ones take beats from ones you're probably more familiar with and mix them together in new ways. So, my favorite plot beats in fairy tales:
Any sort of monster, obviously
The villain who literally removed their heart out of fear of being vulnerable
The baleful polymorph (i.e. a human who inhabits a beast/monster body against their will)
Monsterfucker protagonists
Trickster Fool protagonists
Disobedient Girls (examples: Little Red, Goldilocks), though I don't like how this archetype is treated
You want to have a baby and seek a witch and she gives you VERY SPECIFIC INSTRUCTIONS which you ignore because you really want this baby and oops you've got twins and one of them is some sort of monster good job asshole
The hero helps three (or more) people/creatures in need, and when shit hits the fan, they return the favor
Category 4: Modern(ish) Adaptations
Our penultimate category focuses on adaptations of fairy tales from, like, the 1900's on - anything made in a century I've lived in part of, basically. These arguably shouldn't be divided from "normal" fairy tales, but my brain regards them differently than, like, Victorian era fairy tale retellings, because hey, I lived in the age of these, more or less. They're "modern" for whatever nebulous definition of that word my brain's decided on.
And there's a lot for me to put in this category. Sleeping Beauty might be my favorite of Disney's fairy tale retellings, though Beauty and the Beast is a strong competitor for that role (and maybe Mulan, if we count its source material as a fairy tale, but I'm not sure we can). I think overall I like Sleeping Beauty's more stylized animation and character designs as well as its less conventional story-telling structure a bit more than B&B's, but Beauty and the Beast is still gorgeous and kind of perfectly scripted, so it's a tough competition.
My alltime favorite adaptation of fairy tales, though, would be Jim Henson's The Storyteller:
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Using the magic of 1980's muppeteering, it adapts several fairy tales, many of which are more on the obscure side, and sometimes mashes a few different ones together to make sure each episode has a good three act structure. It's wonderful and fully captures the weirdness of fairy tales, while also having a lot of heart - The Heartless Giant is my favorite of the whole series.
Category 5: Works Inspired By Fairy Tales
I almost lumped the following stories into the above category, but while the division is, again, purely in my mind, there's something different about modern works that claim to adapt fairy tales 1:1 and ones that take fairy tale characters or concepts and throw them in entirely new tales with different directions, so that's what our final category will be.
I've gushed about Puss In Boots: The Last Wish enough that I don't think it'd surprise anyone that it would end up here - the same goes with the works of Rankin Bass, which is why I doubt anyone is surprised I'd put The Last Unicorn here too (technically based on a book, but it still fits the "has big fairy tale vibes despite not being based on one specific one" that I'm using to justify this category).
Pan's Labyrinth would also go in this category, with a protagonist who's both a trickster fool AND a disobedient girl, as well as a beautifully gothic take on fairy tale motifs. I'd put Company of Wolves here as well, being a very multifaceted riff on the Little Red Riding Hood story and a movie that sets both my analytical and creative parts of my brain on fire each time I want it.
I'd also put The Path, a short video game explicitly inspired by Company of Wolves, on this part of the favorites list. It's a game about, like, a DOZEN or so different takes on Red Riding Hood and her story, all with different flavors and subtext to analyze. It's unsettling but good.
Dimension 20 had a whole season focused on a horror-themed crossover of fairy tale characters called Neverafter that was fantastic, with one of the best riffs on Little Red Riding Hood I've ever seen, Puss in Boots and Pinocchio working together as con artists, and a vampire Snow White, so yeah 10/10 there, no notes.
And while I've only seen scattered bits of it, what I've seen of Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure, a sequel series to Disney's Rapunzel adaptation, is pretty great, though maybe I just think Cass is hot.
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If you put an angry woman with a sword in your work of fiction I will at least stay for a few episodes to see what you do with her.
Given how much it consumed my brain in so little time, Revolutionary Girl Utena has to rank among my favorite Fairy Tale things ever - like, this is too chaotic a list to really rank things, but if I were to try, it'd at least be in the top 10. The same is true for Stephen Sondheim's Into the Woods, which in addition to being a big fun crossover between a bunch of the Heavy Hitter fairy tales, is also one of the best musicals ever written - and indeed, one of the best stage shows of all time.
Shit, where do I put A Midsummer Night's Dream? It feels like it should be here, but it predates the Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Anderson, whose works my brain categorizes as "old fairy tales" rather than "modern fairy tale retellings." Well, it'd be somewhere among these categories, being one of the best tales with fairies in it ever told.
The Princess Bride would be up high like Utena no matter what - it's one of the best works of fiction about love that we've got. Same goes with Galavant, which I consider its spiritual successor, although I think one could argue Galavant isn't specifically a fairy tale pastiche and is more just a lampooning of fantasy in general.
Oh, and The Hazards of Love, a concept album by The Decemberists, should be here too. That's the last one I can think of right now, but I'm sure I'll think of a few others later that I like enough to regret not putting on here.
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Hi erm I'm really missing someone right now. Could you right a fic with Abe Sapien. With the prompts 48 dancing with each other and 50 putting your hand over the others mouth so shut them up. (gn reader would make my day😅)
Love my baby fish boy so yes you most certainly can!
Rated Fluff
A minute ago when he had asked it had sounded so silly, if he could blush she probably would’ve been the entire time. But you were a few glasses of wine in and so was he. You were a giggling mess and he couldn’t stop the nervous laughs that escaped him.
His dear friend had understood what was happening and ever the charmer himself, Hellboy had winked at Abe before tossing Liz over his shoulder to promptly exit and give the two of you some alone time. The two of you had been slow dancing for a few minutes now, the slow Al Green songs must’ve been Hellboy’s doing, he certainly was doing his best wingman job after all. Your redden cheeks hurt, how much you had been smiling and laughing all night was beyond you, but it was a welcome change of pace from the usual work week filled with mayhem and magic.
Abe twirled you gently, his stance that of a seasoned dancer, which made you wonder where exactly had he picked this up. He was careful but elegant, shy but still moved with the confidence of someone who had been doing this for years. The alcohol in your body lulled you, as the soft tune played out of the speakers, you were happy to just exist there with Abe.
“You know…I often hoped you’d finally get the guts to tell me you like me” The bomb was dropped, nothing too eloquent about it but if anything straight forward enough he didn’t have to read your thoughts for. Abe’s rhythm falter only a few seconds, gaze looking elsewhere as if ashamed. Had he been so obvious all this time? Had he done little to hide his emotions from you?
“I like you too, and no I’m not drunk, or at least not drunk enough to be incoherent” Your words left him speechless, the light piano of the current song making him slow his dancing more. He felt awkward, as if anything he could say would be met with more confusion.
Abe was always more a man of words than actions, a true opposite to his friend and colleague. While Hellboy struggled to find words, Abe had plenty to spare, in various languages. He spared a glance at your smiling face, lips rosy and cheeks just as much, your body close to his own and suddenly he felt so at a loss for words.
You opened your mouth to speak but felt his hand press against your mouth. At first you thought he was shutting you up, but those gorgeous bottomless eyes somehow said otherwise.
“I don’t know how often I’ve dreamt of your mouth, of the way your lips must feel…” It guts you, sends a pleasant shiver all over your body.
Even at a loss, he still manages to find something beautiful to say, somewhat poetic.
Something that makes you pull his hand away and kiss him
#iamnotyourmusebitch#ask#abe bprd#abe x reader#abe sapien x reader#abe sapien#abe#abraham sapien x reader#abraham sapien#writing prompts#touch prompts
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Thoughts on an old love:
Vertigo Comics

With the release of the recent Sandman show (highly recommend!!! Mr. Gaiman is, as always, a brilliant storyteller), I thought it might be time to have a look back on my favorite publisher back in the day. I know a few people (especially towards its final days) didn't really distinguish Vertigo Comics from DC comics, but when I tell you that there was a difference, I mean it was just something that can't be replicated.
I don't exactly remember which Vertigo comic I read first. It could've been The House of Mystery or Hellblazer but I'm pretty sure it was Fables. And that's the thing, they were all so special.
I grew up reading comics because my older brother and my Dad before him had grown up reading them. Shazam and superman were Dad's favorites, Batman, JLA, and Green Lantern (Kyle Rainer) were my brother's. But I had grown up watching the Batman Animated Series, where Bruce Wayne was kind, and Batman wasn't jaded, but hopeful, and the comics started pulling away from that.
That's when it happened, I noticed that the characters kept changing, kept evolving from writer to writer, moving further and further from the ones that I knew. Superheroes had been around a long time and couldn't stay the same. Writers had new ideas, new ways to represent the old. Batman was mean, condescending, and sometimes cruel. If they couldn't be updated, they were killed off. Superman lost his love of Lois. Spiderman killed someone. The characters I thought I knew, no longer looked like the ones I loved. So in 2008 I stopped reading them.
But I missed comics. Later, a friend of mine gave me some digital comics, probably illegally now that I'm old enough to know better, but one of them was Fables. I read over 30 comics in one day. I ate them up. And whichever one I read next, Hellblazer or House of Mystery, I read those too. And then, because of course, I read Sandman which opened me up to a world I was already falling in love with. And V for Vendetta, and the Watchmen, Preacher, American Vampire, Y:The Last Man, and The Books of Magic. These were stories that spoke to my very being.
Anything with a Vertigo Logo was gold. The stories beautiful, compelling, and mindbending. The characters were diverse, intriguing, and mysterious. It was like finding a pillar of magic in a sea of ever evolving stories that could never decide on a true identity for itself, Vertigo knew what it wanted to be. The stories haunted me.
SPOILERS:
From Dream besting Lucifer in the oldest game, to Constantine fighting his demon twin, to Bigby Wolf FINALLY marrying Snow White (And Prince Charming's grand return), to finding out who the REAL adversary was in motherlands, these stories never deviated or changed on whims, they always felt honest, sincere, and true to themselves.
:END OF SPOILERS~
There are many other non-DC/Marvel publishers that I love, from Dark Horse (Conan series and Hellboy), to Image (SAGA, Magdelena, and WANTED), to even smaller publishers like ASPEN and Zenescope. Yet, none of these, nor DC or Marvel will ever feel the same as as Vertigo in its heyday.
DC may have made Constantine a superhero, the Watchmen a series, and added all of the best magical parts of Vertigo into its official brand, but the things that made those stories special have stayed with those original books. Nothing against the writers at DC, they work hard and I have no doubt try to remain faithful to the originals... but contrary to what DC wants you to think with their magical league of superheroes, you can't capture magic in a bottle.
And VERTIGO had magic, in spades.
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I know you havent written for him in a while but could I have some HellBoy headcanons? With a agent lover that works with them?
Love some Hellboy content!
Hellboy tries to pull all sorts of strings and favors to get the two of you on the same mission. He doesn't have to ask too much, since you're a very capable agent and one of the few that Hellboy works well with.
Over the comms, your code-name is always some pet name Hellboy gives you.
Babycakes, dollface, doll, baby etc.
The other agents attempted to poke fun and use the same names, but they just call you marionette. Since Hellboy gets a little huffy when someone else calls you doll or babydoll.
Other than Abe. Occasionally he'll throw one of those names over the comms and it throws you off hard. But its always a laugh when he calls you babyface.
When the two of you are separated on a mission, Hellboy wants constant updates on your whereabouts. And any route that would get him to you the fastest.
"I'm turning a right corner." "Got it." "Now left. And going down a hallway." "(y/n), I'm about to turn comms off." "There's two doors, a weird painting and- OH MY GOD!" "What? (Y/N)! What is it?!" "Nothing just making sure you're paying attention."
The field teams get excited when the two of you show up together. Not only will the mission go a little more smoothly, but the comm feed is always a laugh.
On the rare occasion you're sent away without Hellboy, you find the mission feels empty without the big red monkey. Everyone is overly professional and no one cracks jokes. Your bed is empty when you go to it and the phone calls always leave you feel lonely. Even when you talk for hours at night.
It annoys you when you can't talk about your day to Big Red. Other than confidential information, you knew Hellboy would transport himself to your location in a heartbeat if he knew where you were. It was too much of a risk at times to have him apart of the mission.
But you wanted nothing more than to talk about what was happening and even get his insight on the investigation. Everyone thought Hellboy was some air-brained, trigger happy, monster; and part of it was true, but he knew alot about the supernatural and occult. Sometimes even more than you could ever guess.
And having someone next to you, that you knew wouldn't run the moment some creature bared its teeth, was a great comfort out on the field. You knew you were safe with Hellboy. Even if the world was cracking in half, he wouldn't abandon you.
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"They do say that how you speak of someone when they're not around counts more." Cor nodded, quick to dismiss any apology. Hopefully he did understand where Kieran was coming from. By that distant gaze and comment, it appeared Kieran himself was trying to do the very same. There were a number of demigod's that Corinth saw potential true friendships in, but even for the bright eyed child of the mortal chase of love and lust he found himself still too reserved to know for certain.
When the bonds were forged, however, Corey would speak from his chest just as Kieran had. Quick to defend others from slander before himself.
"Ohh... would we ever want to go there?" The redhead felt an inner grimace at the idea of breaching a chilling environment like the underworld. The authentic, literal realm of all departed mortal souls. Corey smiled in spite of the concern, happy to find Kieran as keen as he was. "I honestly pictured the scene from that one Hellboy movie, where they chatted with the corpse? But I guess it'd be too obvious to use this to find bodies. I mean... aren't there corpses basically everywhere? But maybe... it could accept a name? I just gotta go full ghost hunt with this compass. Even if I run into a wall."
Quite literally.
the weight of guilt made itself known the moment corey apologized , knew that the son of eros did not intend to be malicious but he still couldn't help to be defensive at that moment. maybe it only proved the strength of his emotions for lucifer , but kieran decided to chalk it up to exhaustion from training , more difficult to temper his mood when his bones felt weary. " i'm sorry as well ────── it's just very brand new , caring about someone as quickly as i did for him ... " kieran shrugged , a huge deal for him but tried to act nonchalant about it. " i'm not really sure how to feel half the time. " but before kieran could throw up even more sentimentalities that would rack him with embarrassment later , attention was piqued by the little trinket that corey fished out of his pocket. a compass , by the looks of it. " compass of the undead ... " he echoed with a small laugh , thought that denali must have accidentally his gifts for corey and him. corey seemed like the type who'd love the lasso of truth while anything of the undead was definitely more his style. subverted expectations , he supposed. but kieran was willing to help corey nonetheless. " i guess there's a couple possibilities ... the compass' north could be pointing to an entrance to the underworld. " he mused out loud , a lot of theories on his mind but none that could be proven right here and now. " or it could be more practical. let's say we're facing some enemies and we don't exactly know what they are , the compass could point to them to reveal if they're some kind of undead creature. " a rare sight for kieran to be so talkative , but he couldn't help it when the gears and cogs in head were turning. " what do you think ? "
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Hellboy x Hillzanora by a dear friend of mine! His work is amazing! Well worth the wait and $$$!
More work of Hellboy & Hillzanora from this artist coming soon, so stay tuned in.
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That Special Someone
Hellboy x Reader
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Summary: Hellboy is desperate to have a relatively normal life. Even if his job was to hunt monsters, he still wanted a life. And that would include finding that person he can live with.
When Hellboy was younger he thought he could find that special someone, that person that everyone, every movie, and every song was talking about. He hoped he could be able to find them.
However, as he got older and older, the years passed, and he realized, he might not deserve that special someone.
This was the worst time of his life, he just lost his father and although he had his friends it was not the same. He was thankful for his supportive friends, but he wasn't sure what he wanted, he felt depressed. Like no one could get him out of the dark place that he was in at the moment.
No one, but you.
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They said you came from heaven.
They said you were an angel who came to destroy evil and save the Earth.
But you weren’t sure if that was true.
Everyone talked about you, like they knew everything, but they didn't. You didn't believe that it was your purpose to destroy evil, if it would have been, then why did you fall in love with evil?
The very first time when you met Hellboy was when you were introduced to him in the facility. You were the newcomer you didn't know anyone. Alice and Ben were quite excited by your presence.
You wished you could say the same. You wanted to be happy and try living a life. But you just knew, Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense was just a fancy word for jail.
You were a freak, that’s what everyone called you. And after years of listening to them, you started to believe.
Your power was light. You could produce the light any time you wanted, it could be barely there or more blinding than a car’s headlights. When your powers started to show, you didn’t know how to hide them. You were alone and scared.
A man introduced himself as Professor Broom. The father of Hellboy as you later learned.
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During your first couple of days, you were mainly in your room, trying to process everything that has happened.
How you ended up here, how they said you will be safe there.
You felt safe, but you also felt lonely. You had your own room with everything you needed. The Professor told you, you can decorate the room however you liked, they will get you everything you will need. You really like the idea of getting your own little place that you can use however you want to.
It didn't take long for you to decorate the entire room to your own liking. Some would call it excessive or even ugly but it was your new home and you intended to be comfortable there, and for that, you wanted a place that you liked, not what other people liked.
Your first week there was a mess. Even though you were in a place filled with people like you, some of the agents still give you looks that you did not appreciate.
You went out to the cafeteria to get some dinner, they had a lot of choices, a lot of them were things that you really liked, so you didn't have a hard time choosing. The lady behind the counter was really nice to you as she gave you your food. You sat down at one of the tables with your tray.
No one sat down with you to eat but you had expected that to happen. You were OK with just observing the people who were there. And then, he entered the room.
Hellboy.
He looked completely annoyed buy something, you didn't know what it was, or who would even dare to cause problems for someone like him.
He greeted some of the agents who were sitting at a table and they greeted him back.
He was loud someone even said obnoxious but something about him interested you, could have been the horns could have been the red skin could have been his attitude you were not sure, but for some reason, you were very intrigued.
Same day at night you were at the library, since you had nothing better to do you were just going to read a couple books. You hoped you would find something interesting.
And something interesting you found.
It was a large very heavy book, talked about all kinds of prophecies, you read a lot of them, they were quite interesting to you.
But the last one caught your eye.
It talked about the apocalypse, about a fiery demon coming to earth to destroy everything and kill everyone, it talked about the end of humanity. It also went into specific details about the demon which you realized was Hellboy. However, it also talked about an Angel coming down from the heavens to save humanity industry the demon.
That Angel was you.
The power matched down to every single detail. But you didn't like this.
You didn't like the idea of being some sort of hero, a hero by killing another being was not something you wanted to become.
You assumed this very prophecy was why you were kept in this facility. You thought the leaders wanted to keep you in close proximity, so if they would ever need you, you would be there. You will never really want to follow any rules let alone what prophecies in an old dingy book say. You know you wanted to change destiny and that you will be able to do it.
You decided to become friends with Hellboy who you now have learned the others called Red.
It was rather easy to become friends with him since he didn't have a lot of options. Sure, there was Alice and Ben, but other than that, no one. And he really appreciated your presence. Although, you were very different from Alice in more ways than one.
First, you were a hell of a lot prettier than her. Nicer too.
There were feelings in him that he couldn't quite understand, and he knew that you were the source of those feelings, at first, he thought that those were your powers, that you were able to control people's feelings. But then during a mission, he found out that was not the case, your powers were not to control people’s feelings but had to do with lights which really impressed him.
You looked like the most beautiful thing he has ever seen in his life. As the light surrounded you and you controlled it with such ease.
He was sure it took a lot of effort for you to learn how to work with your powers.
He wanted to understand those feelings, he needed to. Then he asked Alice about them, all he got was her laughing and telling him that he was stupid.
So, he sat on his own quest to find the answer.
He started to spend more and more time with you. Often inviting you to his room to play video games or to just hang out and drink beer.
You really enjoyed those times it was like you finally had someone you could fully connect with and he also really enjoyed it because he found someone who didn't judge him based on his looks.
The two of you became really close really fast.
Even his father noticed this friendship between the two of you, all he could do with congratulate his son.
Everyone around you smiled and smirked like they knew something, something that you didn't know and it annoyed you. Why did they act like that? What was it that they knew?
It wasn't like before, it wasn't like when you were in high school and every kid gave you a side-eyed look, no, this was very different. It was almost like everyone was silently congratulating you on something that you didn't even do, or you don't remember doing. It was one of the weirdest times in your life.
Until the event, when everything finally made sense.
The two of you ever just chilling out in your room, when an agent came in to tell you that you have a new mission. She said it will be only the two of you because it's a very easy and quick mission.
Both of you were rather annoyed to get your relaxing time interrupted, but you had no choice so you left.
The mission really did seem easy it was basically an in and out type of mission. When the agent explained to you what you would need to do, you know that will be no problem for you or for Hellboy. Even if you were not as used to going on missions as he was, you know you would be able to at least help him.
In the end, you to did a really good job with securing the monster, thankfully you didn't need to use a lot of violence.
You are done about to go home when it all went downhill.
You two failed to notice that there were actually two monsters. And the other one managed to sneak up on you, it wanted to hit Hellboy but you reacted in time and got him out of the way, which resulted in you getting hurt.
The monster hit you on your side making you fly into the wall knocking the breath out of your lungs as you fell to the floor.
Everything hurt.
You didn't even realize what was going on, everything became blurry and muted. You didn't hear the yelling. You didn’t even hear him calling out your name.
It was only later when you woke up in a hospital bed, the doctor told you what happened.
Apparently, you managed to get Hellboy out of the way just in time but as you got hurt two of your ribs broke another one got fractured and your ankle was twisted as you fell to the floor.
The doctor also told you that Hellboy managed to kill the monster. She even told you that Hellboy was extremely scared and angry because of what happened to you.
He was the one who rushed you into the Infirmary and demanded every single person to help you immediately, she told you that he was yelling pointing his gun at everyone.
She said that she has never seen him so scared before.
It really warmed your heart to hear that he had such a reaction to you getting hurt. But you also felt really bad to making him worry so much. You wanted to see him right now.
“Where is he? I want to see him.” You asked as you tried your best to sit up in bed but you felt your ribs really hurting. You groaned in pain as you sat up, the doctor tried to stop you but she couldn't. “I just want to see him that's all, where is he?”
“He just left a couple of minutes ago, he said something about getting a beer or something. I will ask a nurse to go and look for him, you can not get out of bed or your wounds would get worse.” she said and she left the room to do just what she told you.
You were so anxious and scared as you sat in the room, there was complete silence only the humming of the different machines in the room could be heard. You felt your heartbeat in your throat.
Then the door opened with a loud bang and the unmistakable figure of Hellboy entered the room. The nurse behind him closed the door as he rushed to your side.
“Are you ok? How are you feeling? The doctor said a lot of gibberish I couldn't quite understand. But the most important thing is that you are awake. You shouldn't have pushed me away, I would have been fine and now you wouldn't have to be in a hospital bed with broken ribs. You are so silly.” You could tell that he was just as scared as you were.
“The most important thing is that both of us are fine and that we finished the mission just as we were asked to.”
“I don't care about the mission! I care about you, you don't have to put yourself in way of danger to save me, I would have been perfectly fine I survived worse. Promise me you won't worry me this much ever again.” he grabbed your hand, basically he was pleading with his eyes, you could tell just by looking at him how scared he must have been but you knew that you wouldn't have done it any other way. You would have pushed him out of the way of harm without thinking over and over again, he meant too much to you.
“You know I cannot promise you that, Red. I care too much about you, you are my only friend here.”
“But that’s the thing Kid, I don't want to be only your friend, and today really made me realize that. As I carried you back to the car, I couldn't stop thinking that this was my fault. That you nearly died because of my negligence.”
“Y-you want us to be more than friends?” You tried your best to fully understand what he was trying to say even if your mind didn't really want to believe it.
“Yes. I cannot continue to pretend what you really mean to me. Every day and when you came over just to hang out I couldn't stop thinking about... Us. Look, I know I'm not what people would call ‘normal’, but I don't care. I have to admit my feelings. I care about you deeply.”
There were a couple seconds of silence, you felt how heavy it was in the air. Your heart made up its mind the second you saw him, you knew you would not be able to stay only friends with him for very long, but you hid your feelings so you wouldn't lose him as a friend. And now here he was, confessing his feelings being completely open to you.
“I really really care about you as well, Hellboy. I just didn't want to say anything, didn't want to ruin our friendship.”
“Looks like we're both silly then.” He said as he laughed a little, his hands still holding yours, you squeezed his hand making him look into your eyes.
“We are.”
You let him slowly lean in to give you a kiss your lips on your lips. Even though you're ribs and chest were hurting, you couldn't help but feel extremely happy. Not only were you able to admit your feelings, but they were reciprocated.
The gossip about your relationship with Hellboy went around the facility rather quickly, Alice and Ben both came to congratulate the two of you. Many agents also congratulated you but of course, there were a couple of people who made negative comments. To be fair you expected those and you both couldn't care less about what they would think.
You were happy and that's what matters.
And that is how you broke the prophecy, you, the Angel who was supposed to destroy and kill evil fell in love with him. If you were honest you were just happy to live your own life and create your own destiny.
Your own future with him.
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What’s Out This Week? 6/29
Yeah, we know. Us too. We love you.
Buffy ‘97 #1 - Jeremy Lambert, Marianna Ignazzi & Qistina Khalidah
In this special celebratory issue, Buffy Summers and Willow Rosenberg find themselves trapped... in a '90s teen magazine! But obviously it's not just any old magazine-this one's part of a demon's diabolical plan to feed on teenage insecurities. Meanwhile, in true '90s makeover montage-style, Spike gives Giles a hand with a fresh new look to impress a very special someone! Celebrate the 25th Anniversary of Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Jeremy Lambert (Doom Patrol), artist Marianna Ignazzi (An Unkindness of Ravens).
Mindset #1 - Zack Kaplan & John Pearson
When an introverted tech geek accidentally discovers mind control, he and his friends do something unexpected - they put the science into an app to help users break their technology addiction. But as their Mindset app achieves a dangerous cult following, lies, conspiracies, and murder come to light. Are they helping people or controlling them?
Redman #1 (of 5) - Matt Frank
From the studio that created the cult TV show Ultraman (Now a Marvel Comics series and Netflix Show). Here is Redman, the Kaiju Hunter... Trapped in a desolate and yet somehow familiar world populated with a vast array of the ferocious beasts known as "Kaiju," Redman continues his endless Red Fight, battling tirelessly to cull the monsters. With each fierce battle, the mysterious, blood-splattered "hero" sinks closer to his prey, ready to strike. This while a sinister form watches and records his every move...
The Oblivion Trials #1 (of 4) - Brandon Chen, Fred Packard & Anderson Carman
What mystery lies on the other side of the afterlife? After his own abrupt death, a young boy, Kiko, finds himself whisked to an ethereal world into the boat of Charon, a deity that presents him with a choice that will decide his eternal fate.
Sins Of The Black Flamingo #1 (of 5) - Andrew Wheeler & Travis Moore
OCCULT NOIR. MIAMI SLEAZE. Sebastian Harlow is the Black Flamingo, a flamboyant and narcissistic thief who gets his kicks stealing mystic artifacts from the wealthy and corrupt of Miami's occult underground. When his latest job leads him to his biggest score so far, the hedonistic outlaw discovers something he wasn't looking for-something to believe in.
Power Rangers Unlimited: Countdown To Ruin #1 - Margueriete Bennett, Anna Kekovsky Chandra & Keyla K. Valerio
In the next crucial Power Rangers Unlimited special, calamity looms for fan-favorites Andros and Zhan from the hit series Power Rangers in Space. Discover their past growing up on KO-35, their journey to becoming Rangers, and the epic battle that changed their lives forever... The future of the Power Rangers saga starts here in this exciting one-shot adventure!
What’s The Furthest Place From Here? Vol 1 - Matthew Rosenberg & Tyler Boss
When 16-year-old Sid goes missing in the wastelands, it's up to the members of her gang to discover what happened. But what they find is a whole world beyond anything they could have imagined. Like Lord of the Rings meets Lord of the Flies, or JOHN CARPENTER by way of JOHN HUGHES, this series smashes together sci-fi and fantasy with elements of comedy, horror, and mystery for an emotional coming-of-age story unlike anything you've read before. This extra-length volume collects the first arc of the breakout hit series JAMES TYNION IV has said is "what the future of comics SHOULD feel like."
Hellboy& The BPRD: Old Man Whittier One-Shot - Mike Mignola & Gabriel Hernandez Walta
Trouble runs in the Whittier family! When Catherine Whittier learns she's inherited the family home, she knows better than to go back alone, and Hellboy's experience with the family (in Hellboy: The Whittier Legacy) makes him the perfect one to make sure any unkind spirits are rest. Because in a house with a history like this, "plot" can mean more than just a family graveyard. Hellboy creator Mike Mignola is joined by artist Gabriel Hernández Walta to bring readers a terrifying new one-shot in the home of the infamous Whittier family!
Whatcha scooping up this week, Fantomites?
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Soulmate AU
(Requested by: @deathordesire : Hello!! I saw your prompts are open--would you be open to doing Nuada x human female reader? I really like the idea that they are mates or mate au and hes like jajshshe omg humans but likes her and all. Lemme know what you think! )
(A/N): I am sorry for the long wait, and sorry if the story or ending wasn’t as perfect as you would have probably expected, but I still hope that you and others would enjoy it! Sorry if it’s too long!!
Warnings: Grammatical Errors, Gore, harsh words. I don’t know what else to add.
Word Count: 7,021
Now, Nuada remembers the first time he felt that pull for the first time towards you. It happened the night he broke into the human organization where they kept his sister from him, he silently was killing every guard he met on his way, and you were assigned there. Your back was to him as you chatted with your colleague, and he took the chance of your distraction to strike, he sprinted towards both of you, your friend noticed him too late and the only thing he could manage was to open his mouth to warn you, but before he could do it his throat was cut, you were pushed forcefully against the wall and just as he turned around with his sword lifted to slice your throat as well he froze when his golden eyes fill on yours. You looked at him with wide eyes with fear, but his eyes were widened by shock, The hand which held the sword stuck in the air. He could not kill you, for some bizarre reason he could not kill you, it felt wrong, a fatal mistake. He finally moved when he saw you reaching out for your communication device, turning his blade upside down Nuada used the butt of his sword to knock you out unconscious. He stood there over your body starting at down at you, a strange ache started to form inside of him for hurting. Forcing the feeling away, he continued moving to his sister's location, ignoring what had happened with you, but it was difficult for whenever he wasn't preoccupied with other thoughts, an image of you immediately popped into his mind with the question if you were alright. It frustrated him greatly and he promised himself that when he takes over that he will make sure to kill you himself or at least see your dead body, which would be dead by his golden army.
That plan failed of course because here he was locked up in the humans' jail after his defeat against the demon they call Hellboy. Aside from his sister visiting him, he tried to spend his time practicing martial arts and then meditating, which proved to be challenging because for a while you kept popping in his thoughts until finally it was over and he got his peace forgetting about your existence completely. However, those forgotten thoughts came crashing down when he got his freedom by agreeing to help the human against those who threaten the balance between the two worlds, he saw you passing them by when his sister was giving him a tour around the building, you were busy reading papers and didn't notice him, but he sure as Hell noticed you, and from the twinkle familiarity in his sister's eyes as she saw you. Just before she could lift her hand and call for you Nuada brought her hand down and forced her forward and be away from you as fast as possible. Nuala was confused by his action.
"Why did you do that?" She asked.
"I don't want to meet any of your human friends." He answered coolly.
It wasn't a lie but it wasn't the true answer either, which left Nuala feelings suspicious before shrugging it off and continuing the tour. Nuada knew that meeting you was inevitable but he still hoped not to have to meet you face to face. But here you were assigned to be the one who teaches him the rules in the training room and to his surprise and dare he say relief, you didn't show fear as most humans do. You just kept a nonchalant façade.
"… And of course, when you do train use nonlethal weapons, so we can avoid accidents." You said as you pointed to the training equipment.
"Don't try to give me orders human." He threatened but you looked unfazed, you turned to him and looked him in the eyes as you replied.
"Or what? You will knock me out again?" You asked calmly. "Because if you took a good look around you can see that we are being watched."
And you told the truth, you were being watched not only by a couple of humans who were there to train but also by the security cameras. Nuada growled down at you but you only smirked in return.
He tried so bad not to smirk bad.
He didn't understand the sudden fascination he felt towards this single human, whom later he learned her name was (Y/n), but one thing she knew is that it was bad and he needed to stop it. Remembering how time away from her helped him forget her he did his best to avoid (Y/n) and that's by locking himself in his new room and have his food brought by his sister, and if he needed company he would seek out his sister later at night when he is sure you didn't have a night shift in it, but even that was disturbed by the presence of the creature they call Abraham. The one being who was able to steal away his sister from his side. He loved seeing his sister happy, he really does, but he hated that her sore of happiness came from someone other than himself.
"I do not understand why him." Said Nuada, when he and Nuala were alone. "Centuries ago, suitors from different clans and even different races came forward asking for your hand in marriage, and even though I despised them all, most of them was a better choice than him."
"You still don't know?" Asked Nuala with an amused smile.
"Know of what?" He asked.
"Abraham is my fated mate." She answered with a shy smile.
Nuada was shocked and left to be alone for the rest of the evening and a few more days. Nuala tried reaching him but he didn't answer, so she left him to his thoughts, believing that he was upset with her. However, Nuada was not, it was true that he did not approve of her mate but Abraham was nonetheless. Humans would call it a myth but having a "Fated Mate" was very much true, their senses were just far weaker than the supernatural beings senses, so they can never feel it when they meet "The One". They will never know how life will suddenly feel empty without them, how they will suddenly feel they have a purpose, how they will do anything to be by them. They won't be able to live without their touch, to hear her sweet laughter echo in the air, to see the shine of her bright eyes as she succeeded in something, the sound of her soft voice in his head, how his every thought… will be… occupied… by only… Her…
Nuada shoots up at that last thought, his eyes widened in realization.
"No…No no no no no no " He kept muttering to himself as he based around his room.
It cannot be possible, his mate can never be a human. For centuries he dreamed of a life with a soul that was meant to him and he for them, but now, here he was with the possibility of his other half being a human. Nuada would rather live the rest of his life alone than being mated to a low-life human. In fact, an idea of a human mate sounds so absurd that Nuada was determined to prove it wrong.
He decided to ignore her and not by leaving the same room she enters, but by ignoring her presence as if she was never there. He went to the training room at a time he knew (Y/n) would be there, as long as he doesn't think or even glance at her as he did his own training. It was difficult at first, his neck ached with every time he almost turned around to see (Y/n) at the sound of her voice but as the string warrior he is, he resisted the temptation to even glance in her direction. It was going to be a success, he could have walked out of the room, training finished and mind free from the human, but one pull, one simple feeling of pull urged him to glance at you from over his shoulder, and that's when he saw you on the floor staring with wide eyes at your opponent who was holding what looked like a glaive over his head ready to strike her. the next few moments were a blur but when Nuada realized his surrounding he found himself point the glaive at (Y/n)'s opponent who was now on the ground eyes staring at the edge of the blade in terror, and Nuada was feeling… fury.
"You Imbecile!" He shouted. "The rules clearly stated to not use real weapons for a reason, if any harm came to (Y/n) I would-"
He stopped the flow of his words when felt the gentlest touch on his shoulder, he turned and saw that it was a very worried (Y/n), who tried her best to put on a brave face, whether her worry was for what almost had happened to her a few moments ago or because he was holding a weapon so close to a humans neck, he didn’t know.
"It's alright Nuada, he was just being irresponsible, but he learned his listen now." She turned to look at the fallen human. "Didn't you?"
The human man only nodded profusely. Nuada felt (Y/n)'s soft tug on his arm, silently pleading him to spare him, and slowly he did pull away, then threw the weapon to the ground and hurriedly left the room ignoring the calls of his name, which gave a small ache in his heart for ignoring it. That night Nuada stayed in his room with his face buried in his hands trying to comprehend that he was going to draw blood and risk his freedom for (Y/n)'s sake. He doesn't even feel regret towards his action, rather a great relief to know that she is safe thanks to him. Nuada placed his left hand over his right arm, specifically over the spot that (Y/n)'s hand was on to stop him. His brows furrowed in discomfort when he remembered the look on her face, and his ears are still ringing from her voice calling him, he wanted nothing more than to go to her room to not only make sure she was safe but to apologize for ignoring her. With a groan of anger, Nuada retired to his bed and forced himself to sleep, ignoring the little voice in the back of his head that screamed at him to find their mate immediately. But the elven prince only closed his eyes and drifted into sleep hoping to escape the (H/c) headed girl only to find her invading his dreams, with sweet smiles and laughs and she gazed at him lovingly.
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"What do you mean she left?" Asked Nuada in a low threatening tone to the frightened man.
He had come to the training room again to try and ignoring (Y/n) presence successfully this time, but deep down it was truly to see her again. However, when she was an hour late Nuada approaches the same man that he almost killed for almost harming his mate, and asked him of her whereabouts and when will she be around, only to be told that she left later that same night. She was taking a vacation for who knows how long and to where. If Nuada didn't remember the cameras that are watching him he would have probably slide the human's throat in frustration, he simply just left the room, having no longer the motivation to train.
"Because (Y/n) isn't there for you to impress."
Nuada just shook his head at the small voice, which had been taunting him for a long while now. He doesn't need to impress her or prove to her anything.
"Yes, you need to prove to her that you are a capable mate whom she deserves."
Nuada let out a loud groan that made everyone around him flinch away in fear of his sudden foul mood, escaping being the source of his relief, which means a trip to the infirmary. That's it. He needed to escape those damned thoughts that had been plaguing his mind, and meditation cannot help him anymore, he needs to shed blood, to fight. So he quickly changed his directions to reach the human in charge and demand to be sent on a mission even if it was as simple as a patrol. He needed to escape everything and anything that reminded him of (Y/n).
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You couldn't wipe away the grin from your face as you casually walked through the hallways while keeping an eye open for one special elf prince. Your colleagues had texts you multiple times over your time away and informed you of how Nuada kept asking about your whereabouts, how long will you take away, and who were you with. Your friends thought his actions were weird, but for you, it was a sign that your attempts to befriend him are working so well. He had indeed killed your colleagues in front of you, massacred many, tried to raise an ancient army to erase humanity from existence and rule overall. However, you couldn't ignore the reasoning behind it, he lost everything and he only did what he thought was right. Besides all that Nuala had told you many stories about him, how truly good and kind he was, how the war between the two worlds of humans and supernatural had ruined his mind, you could tell that there were many other reasons for Nuada's hatred towards humans but you didn't push any further with questions and just settled with what you know now. And so, when Nuada was finally free you decided to try and befriend him or at least make him feel welcomed, which proved difficult because he would snare at any human who tried getting too close to him and avoiding you like the plague. You believed that he was avoiding for the reason that his intimidation acts didn't work on you and since he can't harm you physically he decided to escape your presence.
Until that incident in the training room.
Your training partner was getting annoyed with the many times you kicked his butt in hand in hand combat and he thought he could at least try and intimidate you to put you in line and what better way to do so than use a freaking glaive against you. You could easily dodge his clumsy strike, but you accidentally tripped on your back, and since you had no time to move you just closed your eyes shut and waited for the pain. However, it never came, and when you opened your eyes to see the reason you were met with the back of the Elf prince who was not only yelling at the stupid man but also pointing the weapon to his neck ready to slaughter him. That made the flashback of when he slaughtered the man in front of you start and you felt as if someone dumped cold water down your back. Despite your obvious fear, you moved forward to stop him, which thankfully worked. When he left you chased after him to at least thank him for saving you but before you could go too far another agent pulled you back and told you to follow him to Manning's office to discuss what had happened.
You are a great agent, one of the very best, but because of your gender Manning still saw you as a vulnerable thing, and that's why he offered you a fully paid vacation to calm your nerves. The man can be great at times, but most of the time he acts in a way that makes you wanna punch him in the face. However, it is rare to get a vacation in such a long time and a paid one too, so you didn't let the chance slip away from your hands. Then a few days later you were spammed with messages of how Nuada is asking about you and being more agitated than usual after your absence. You didn't want to lift your hopes up but you couldn't help the feeling of excitement you felt as you shortened your vacation to only one week just so you can hurry back and try again to befriend Nuada. The others either thought you mad out outcasted you because of it, because not only are you trying to befriend a prisoner but also the being that killed their friends and partners. You tried to explain to them that everyone made mistakes in life even severe ones and deserve a second chance, but they didn't listen. You understood their reasoning and forgave those who gave you dirty looks.
Turning to another hallway and stopped in your tracks when you saw in the distant Nuada conversating with his sister who seemed to be very worried, however, most of your attention was on him, you had to take deep breaths to calm your beating heart. You didn't know if it was because of your teen attraction for bad boys returning, or because you reached a level of desperation that you would look any male even the murderous Elf in a different light, but what you know is deep down inside you, you could feel something the urged you to approach Nuada, you could have easily ignored it, but you always trusted your gut and now here you were.
You took one last deep breath before walking forward to the royal siblings.
"Hey, Nuala!" You called with a smile, and you could swear that from the corner of your eye you saw Nuada tense at your voice.
"(Y/n)!" Nuala greeted back. "When did you return?"
"I came back yesterday." You answered before stealing a glance at the prince who was avoiding your gaze but when your eyes met your cheeks flushed lightly at the sight of his golden eyes, but held yourself together. "Hello there."
You tried to greet him but he only groaned before again ignoring you, your smile flattened, you didn't feel hurt just sudden nervousness because you truly believed that he would at least return the greeting. Nuala however, mistook your small frown as sadness and she turned to him.
"Brother, don't be rude and return the greeting." She lectured. "It is the least you could do."
"Why should I?" He retorted. "She is just a simple human."
"A simple human who you ask about?" You couldn't help but ask.
You caught his eyes slightly widen, which confirmed that what you have been told was true. Nuala turned to you a look full of bewilderment on her face.
"He asked for you?" She asked, You nodded.
"Yes, well, at least that's what I have been told." You answered truthfully. You heard him scuff pulling both your and Nuala's attention towards him.
"And what if I have?" He asked rhetorically. "Don't get over your head human."
"It's alright if you did ask." You assured, hoping that maybe he was just, dare you say, shy at being caught. "I mean after what happened last time I thought-"
"You thought wrong." He interrupted. "The reason for my action was to prevent myself from being accused of something I wasn't the cause of. I did not do it for the likes of you."
"Oh…" That was all you managed to say.
You could feel a sting from his words, and it must have shown because Nuala rushed in front of Nuada to stop him.
"Brother, what you said was uncalled for." She lectured. "(Y/n) is a very nice human, she only wants to befriend you, like how she did with me and everyone else."
"Befriend me?" He asked with a mocking grin. "She is only trying to make herself feel better by acting nice, that's how all humans act, I have seen it many times beforehand."
He turned to you his golden eyes staring directly into your own.
"You are a leach." He said pushing his sister away to take a few steps closer. "You slither into those who are marked outcast by everyone else, and act as if you were "Different" from everyone else, that you "Cared", but all you truly care about is to walk around with said "New friend" as you silently say how you are better and superior to everyone else only because you did something that no one else dared to do."
You stared at him with wide eyes at his accusations, and that seemed to only confirm his words to him.
"I know what the other humans say when you befriended Hellboy, Abraham, and now my own sister." He sneered. "I will not be added to your pathetic list of small victories."
"I…I don’t have…" You tried to say but he cut you off again.
"Let's say you did not have a list, and you only did all that out of the Kindness of your heart. " He said the last part mockingly. "What made you believe that I would ever accept a pathetic human such as yourself a friend?... A human who can't even protect herself, I am amazed at how did you get a job here when you almost died only by my hands but also by a colleague of yours, who knows how many times you were lucky enough to escape your doom by being protected or have another human take the fall for you. You can't even protect how on earth can you protect humankind."
You said nothing.
"If the Red demon wasn't among you, you would have been dead by now, or a slave serving as a footstool for me." He stomped his foot at the last part making you let out a gasp of surprise and take a cautious step backward.
Nuada stood his ground waiting for you to run away in fear of him like any other human would, But you didn't. You slowly lifted your head up to finally meet his eyes again and he could feel his heartache at the Hurtful look you had in your eyes as you gave him a weak smile. He could feel his body slightly shaking with regret, his instinct told him to fall on his feet and as for your forgiveness as he did everything to restore your beautiful smile once again.
"I'm sorry, Prince Nuada." You said in such a polite tone, losing your friendly act, treating him like the royalty he was.
"Please don't…" He tried to say but couldn't.
"I did not mean to offend you in any way."
"I was the one who let his pride take over!"
"But please now that my actions towards you were only genuine."
"I know!.. You are the sweetest creature on earth, who wants good for all!"
"I will respect your wants and needs, so from now on I will stop approaching you."
"NO!...No please don’t!"
"I will be leaving now."
You said before giving but him and Nuala a polite nod and turning on your heels to leave. He almost shot his hand forward to stop you from walking away, but Nuala got between the two of you with a very angry look on her face.
"How could you say these things to her?" Asked Nuala in a hissed tone, never did Nuada see her so angry with him, disappointed yes, but not angry and he would have been concerned if he wasn’t already feel punished enough.
Nuada was staring at you and you continued to walk away, his sister kept lecturing but he didn’t her hear, her voice a muffled background noise as he saw you turn a corner and disappear from sight making the ache greater, he was pulled out of his train of thoughts when he realized that his sister was quite…..and that his hand is being held. By instinct Nuada flinched backward away from Nuala, already realizing what had happened. His eyes were wide with horror, while his sister’s eyes were wide with realization. His shock then became anger.
“Brother, You-“
“I told you many times to NEVER read my thoughts!” He screamed angrily at her making her flinch.
Nuada let out an angry growl before turning around and leaving to anywhere he can, to escape not only (Y/n) but also his own sister. He could hear Nuala trying to run after while repeatedly saying sorry and asking him to stop walking away but he didn’t and when he saw how she won’t stop chasing after him he started running from her knowing very well she won’t be able to catch up to him. After taking a few turns and knowing that his sister won't be able to catch up to him Nuada slowed down and made his way to Manning's office to request time out in the open green area to meditate because Gods know he needs it to calm his nerves and collect his thoughts. Because not only did he chase you away, for good this time, but also because now his sister knows of what is he feeling and what is happening in his head… Deep down in his head… that part which he still refuses to listen to.
Even though he knows he is right by now.
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Nuada was in the moving vehicle with Abraham and Hellboy, heading to the next mission in some small town.
"They said that it was only adult humans who went missing one or two at first, but then the numbers started to grow that even children were nowhere to be found." Said Abraham.
"Anything in common with them?" Asked Hellboy.
"The only thing is that they all disappeared near the forests." He answered, looking up from the file. "They went in but never came out."
Hellboy cursed under his breath at the mention of children's possible death, ever since the breath of his own dear twins the topic of children's death on missions became a sensitive topic. Nuada however didn't care for all that, the only thing that plagued his mind was the human who was ahead of them in another vehicle with other human agents who were sent alongside them, this is the closest he had gotten to her since their last encounter.
The prince believed that it would be for the best that things remain the way they are, she would continue with her life, find someone to share it with, start a family to grow old with, and then… And then he would die of old age, feeling happy and continent, while he would continue living to pay for his crimes and then devote himself to his people, he knew the next step would be marrying an elf to produce a hire to take his place in the future, but such thought made his stomach turn in disgust, that it was wrong. Then maybe he should make his future niece or nephew the hire to the throne after him because as much as he doesn't like it, his sister will have children of her own even if it was with the bluefish, and if he did decide to grow old and alone they will take his place.
"We are here." A human called from the front pulling Nuada out of his thoughts, that when he realized that the vehicle they were in had stopped a long while ago. He followed Hlleboy and Abraham out.
The human was already setting things up and preparing to venture into the forest. As he scanned the area he caught you rechecking your magazines and filling those who were not full with more bullets. He couldn’t help the small smile he had at the determination you showed after finishing your preparation, unknown to him Abraham had noticed it and he had a look of pity for the Elf Prince.
“Alright, we will split into teams and because we don’t want any incidents Nuada and Red will be separated each one will be put in a human group.” Explained the human who was put in charge of this mission.
Nuada immediately joined a human group that (Y/n) wasn’t a part of and red joined another. Abraham stayed back to give instructions in case what they are dealing with was new. As the two groups ventured into the forest Nuada stayed on high alert listening to anything or anyone. After almost an hour of just walking deep into the wood, a sudden movement made everyone tense and turn to pint their weapons in the direction of the sound. However, all the human agents let their guns down when a beautiful human woman with long black hair and pale beaten skin run towards them, she looked tired and terribly scared, when she saw them she started to cry in relief.
"Finally some help!" she cried out. Nuada who was the only one who still had his weapon up brought his silverlance close to the woman's throat but was pushed away by the other humans who circled the woman to add her.
"What are you doing you psycho!" Said the man. "This is a human being we should take her back to get treatment."
"No!" Cried the woman as she slightly pulled away from the men. "My friends are still in danger, we should go and save them!"
"Of course Ma'am, just tell us where they are." Said the man but she still shook her head.
"I don't remember the directions, but I can walk you there."
She pulled away completely from the group of men to go in the same direction she came from when Nuada was sure that no one would stop him this time he charged forward and used his silverlance to decapitate the woman's head. As her limp body and head fell to the ground one of the men who were in shock charged at him to grab him by his collar.
"You killed a human woman!" He screamed. "I will make sure that you will rot in jail for a long-"
"Uhh…Simon." One of them called.
"What!?" Said the human named Simon angrily.
His anger quickly melted away and he pulled away from Nuada when he saw the woman's body twitch and change form into that of a big black horse whose mouth and part of his head looked as if it was in the middle of decomposing for the skeleton was showing. That image however was gone quickly as the body melted into a disgusting black goo. The human men looked petrified by the sites, Nuada was the only one who came forward to inspect the goo.
"W...What in the hell was that!?" Asked one of the men quietly as to not drow any more of those monsters towards them.
"That thing was as you human call it a Kelpie." Explained Nuada. "A malicious creature who live near the water, they can shapeshift into beautiful women or horses to lure their victims so they can drown them and devour their dead corpse."
The men looked at each other in fear before they instinctively took a fighting position and pointed their guns around them in case another Kelpie showed up. Nuada just sighed at their action and refrained from giving any harsh comments about their idiocy. He scanned the area and he could hear, see, and sense nothing, there wasn't any other Kelpie around. He brought a hand to activate the earpiece he was given to contact everyone else.
"I know what we are up against." He informed.
"What is it?" Asked Hellboy.
"It's a Kelpie." He answered. "A shape-shifting being who can take the form of beautiful women or horse."
"What!?" Exclaimed Hellboy in the speaker making Nuada want to pull the device away but he stopped when he heard the next thing.
"(Y/n)!.. Get away from that thing!" Her scream can be heard as well as the beast who let out a victorious roar. "The bastard got (Y/n)!"
Never did Nuada move so fast. He ran through the forest looking around frantically for any sign of you or the beast. A few gunshots were fired from the distance and Nuada ran towards it. He dodged the trees and leaped over the rocks. His mind was flashing images of your dead mutilated body floating above the waters after it had been devoured by the Kelpie, taunting him on how he could have avoided such tragedy by staying by your side and keeping you safe and sound away from all trouble.
"You killed our mate"
Sid the voice repeatedly torturing him further, memories of the last encounter with your came back reminding him that if (Y/n) was truly dead then his last moment with her was him hurting her feelings and being a bastard and that's would probably her last memory of him, being an Entitled Bastard. When Nuada finally reached them he saw how a group of humans were shooting two Kelpies but their bullets were in vain as they regenerated easily, however, when Hellboy shot his special bullets the Kelpies died instantly. That all did not matter to him, Nuada looked around and he saw you kneeling on the ground, you were grasping your right hand which was bleeding, and to either side of you was a human who were aiding you, but most importantly you were still alive. Nuada felt great relief when he saw no major injuries on you but it was short-lived as he saw other Kelpies coming near you, probably smelled your blood, He charged forward and swiftly decapitated one then stabbed the other straight on its forehead, both letting out one last screech before dissolving into goo. He turned to you and kneeled beside you. Looking at you closer he could see your arms, legs, and face are filled with small cuts that were bleeding, but your right hand, however, was bleeding heavily.
"What happened?" He asked as he dropped his weapon down to examine your wound.
"What are you doing here?" You asked in bewilderment.
"To save you." He answered honestly ignoring his pride after the thought of losing you, His answer made your eyes wide with shock. You opened your mouth to say something but were cut off when you heard Hellboy's gunfire a couple of times.
The Kelpies were growing in numbers determined to kill all of them and you knew that Red's special bullets will run out. You Turned to Nuada.
"Forget me." You said pulling your injured hand away from his hold. "Go help Red."
Nuada turned to the group of humans and demon who are struggling to keep the creatures away, being fueled by anger at the thought of one of them daring to kill his dear mate, Nuada lifted his weapon again and charged at them. He stabbed one of them in the middle causing it to screech in pain before dying. He turned to the humans who were still shooting with their guns.
"Your weapons are useless." He said before stabbing another Kelpie. "These creatures only die from silver and Holy weapons, so if you truly want to help then take those who have been injured back and return with at least silver bullets."
The men looked at him with astonishment before nodding and doing as he ordered, however, a few of them remained insisting on being able to help. Nuada looked over his shoulder one last time, catching you being taken away to safety made him feel great peace despite his current situation. Nuada turned around with the goal of inhalation this nest of abominations that threatened his beloved.
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When you opened your eyes from what felt like a long sleep, which for some reason you still felt a bit tired after, you winced at the brightness of the room and the pure white ceiling didn't make it any better. That when you realized you weren't at home. You blinked a couple of times and saw that you were in the infirmary surrounded by the familiar deep blue curtains that separated you from neighboring beds and gave you privacy. You tried to lift yourself up but silently grimaced at the shock of pain that came from your right hand forcing you to lay back down. You slowly lifted your right hand up to examine it and saw that it was wrapped heavily but neatly with bandages, that's when you remembered what happened and how did you get injured in the first place, which the thought of it embarrassed you, but then you remembered Nuada. The way he was concerned with your injuries made you almost think that he was the one feeling the pain ten times more.
"You are awake." A familiar calm voice said pulling you from your train of thoughts.
You didn't need to lift your head for he quickly seated himself at the empty chair that was to your left. His worried golden eyes searched your face and body for what you assumed is pain. Out would be lying if you didn't say that you were touched by his concern for you. You again tried to lift yourself up but his hand gently pressed your shoulder down.
"Please don't move." Urged Nuada. "You healer said that you might need more rest."
"No, I said that she can leave whenever she wakes up just to make sure she doesn't overdo it." Said the doctor from his desk that was nearby, If looks could kill the doctor would have been dead on her chair from the way Nuada glared at her unseen direction.
"I'm fine, Your majesty." When those words lift your mouth Nuada gave you a pained look that you never thought he was able to make. He lowered his head
"Please, Don't address in such a formal way." He almost begged. "call me by my name, as you used to."
"I thought you hated it." You said and you could see his body tense at your words before he relaxed a bit.
"I apologize for what I have said."
You were so shocked at what he said you you shot up from your bed to at least set straight to face him properly. Of course your sudden movment made him flinch.
"Alright, who are you?... and what did you do to prince grumpy?" You said skeptically, Nuada blinked a couple of times before he let out a small chuckle.
"I assure you, my dear" He answered.
The room was quiet for a while both of you not knowing what to do or say. You were happy that is true, him treating you so friendly was very good but what made it awkward for you is that it was … so suddne. What changed?
"How did you injure your hand?" Nuada asked breaking the silence. You looked down at your bandaged hand. "You lost consiosness from bloodloss on our way back to the headqurtars."
"It's kind of embarrassing." You said with a weary grin.
"I would never laugh at you." He said in such a serious, which made him even odder to you.
"Well.." You started. "We were searching around for the reason of people going missing when we saw a beautiful white horse grassing, it looked so harmless and gentle. I don't know why, but I had the sudden urge to brush its coat, and just before my hand touched it Red told me to stay away."
"But it was too late." Sdi Nuada and you nodded.
"my hand was stuck as if it was some kind of super glue or something. The next thing I knew what that I was being dragged away by the beast who was running away from Hellboy. I tried to pull away but it only brought me close, and when I saw that its skin was about to cover my hand I did the one sensible thing I could think of." You shrugged as you looked down at your right hand. "And it was to shoot it off of it, and it worked but with a price. I feel stupid to have let my guard down like that."
"You should feel that way." Said Nuada making you look to him. "The Kelpie has Hypnotic powers that draw in their prays, even if you were not human you would still fall for it."
"Wow, you know so much about them, considering you were the only one who knew how to kill them." You said in amazement.
"I have, unfortunately, encountered those veil creatures before." He confessed.
"Really?" You asked and he nodded.
"When I and Nuala were kids one of them almost took her away if not for the guard who was set to watch us she wouldn't have been here now, neither would I." He continued. "After that, I spent ages of my life to train my mind to never fall for their or any other creature hypnosis again."
"Amazing, so you are trained body and mind." You winked at him trying to tease him. "the full package for a very lucky girl."
Nuada stared at her for a long while rethinking his choise in telling you the truth. The moment he stepped foot back here he had prepared a thorough explanation of what mates were, followed by a speech of his love and devotion to (Y/n). How he would never let his pride take the best of him, that he would be the ever-loving mate she desires and the strong mate she deserves. But considering their first few encounters together, Nuada feared that suddenly doing so would scare his (Y/n) away, for in the end she is human so she can't feel the bound yet… But it can grow. He decided to give it time, to strengthen their bond by starting all over again, it will take time, that is true but Nuada was prepared to work hard to win (Y/n)'s love and affection the way humans do. For now, he will be the friend she deserves.
"On the contrary my dear." He said with a smile. "I will be the one who is lucky to have her."
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I hope you guys enjoyed this one, sorry that it’s very long, i enjoyed writing this version of Soulmates AU I should look into it more often in case it got requested again or I write a story about it. and just a reminder, I don’t take requests at the moment, sorry.
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tuesday again 5/9/22
death to all callery pears but especially the one right outside my home office window
listening a pair of wistful little things about the passage of time, bc i am pre-grieving the evil lair and will probably take a week off the tuesdayposts the last week of the month and if i do not have fifty-two songs in the playlist at the end of the year my brain gets displeased
mr wriggle by cosmo sheldrake (mr jukes edit). now if you held a gun to my head and asked me to describe this song, this is somewhere between droll and whimsical. like instead of early aughts whimsigoth it’s whimsi-cottagecore? a rare instance of liking the remix better than the original- mr jukes had a very light hand here by getting rid of a vocal i find irritating. it sounds brighter? hope that helps. “put some pickles on/play the mellotron” YES mr sheldrake you’ve rhymed a silly pairing of words you’ve done it again!!! this sounds perhaps condescending but i do think he is a rare example of a lyricist who really loves playing with words and mouthfeel. how did i find this: poking through back catalogues while in the video game data mines, i think @maverick-ornithography originally turned me onto mr sheldrake
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also, castle in the clouds by cut worms, off an "acid western” playlist from tiktok that is full of goddamn bangers. ideal uptempo but non-distracting work music. upsetting how quickly tiktok has dialed into my interests.
anyway this song was released in 2020 and borrows from the late sixties country sound with a fascinating inexplicable reference to the song house of blue lights (here is my favorite cover by ella mae morse)??? one of the youtube commenters described the vocalist as george harrison-esque and that’s not Wrong, but it’s a little more mellow. the music video has charmed me beyond belief with a collage of late fifties/early sixties footage of america telling stories about itself (I KNOW. I KNOW. OKAY. I AM A WEAK AND PREDICTABLE WOMAN).
i really really love the way the phrase “castle in the clouds” comes in on the chorus, almost as an aside? this is a song made for any number of blorbos
And when you look to see what’s inside Oh no it’s true I can’t believe Oh no it’s you Haven’t I seen you before
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reading chainsaw man, a shonen...horror? workplace comedy? bureaucratic malevolence? manga. occasionally i get the urge to read something that’s gross but not necessarily scary. vampirella comes to mind. hellboy and spinoffs do a very good prickling dread but aren’t necessarily scary either. read through All of hellboy but not all of the brpd in the summer of 2019 when i was stuck in the worst internship ever, probably due for a reread.
this is teens being gross the manga, a lot of it makes me suck air through my teeth but it got me to care about several characters Real quick. like look at this girl. this loud rowdy girl in a suit who is So bad at lying. i want to see her grow up big and strong
how did i find it: don’t worry about it
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watching hey did you see the new us chemical safety board video
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playing breath of the wild! i would say that this lava section of the map can go straight to hell but it (and i) are already there.
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making acquired this Object out of a free pile (same one as the brass lamp several weeks ago) and have been trying to figure out a use for it, bc i do like my containers to contain something, and fuck it idk onion holder now. everything is permitted
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