#it was kind of an ordeal and the details aren't very happy but he’s much happier after years in his new universe

[capricioussun]

who's stargazer and what is he like?

Stargazer is actually one of the first ever outcodes I made after Void!! He’s an outertale sans variant who was trapped in a no mercy loop that was, to simplify it for the sake of not writing an essay, tearing the code of his universe loose. At one point, he'd sort of accidentally found one of the "looser" spots and fell through it.

Passing through the void in the state he was already in due to all the glitches starting to affect his verse caused his own code to be permanently damaged, but it did have the beneficial side effect of making it so he was stable outside of his own universe.

He was one of the first outliers Void helped alongside Comet after he started working in the MV, finding a new universe for him to live in. He has the ability to "see" between universes, and sort of very faint prophetic abilities? It's not a particularly useful skill since it's usually hard to parse and isn't guaranteed either, but it more so just kinda gives him stronger intuition about some stuff. He was also the one who spotted the irregularity that turned out to be Wingdings and gave Void the heads up, which is how he found him <3

Personality wise, he’s kind of a grump. Very tired, been through a lot and doesn't joke very often, unless he really stressed, then he'll make bitter cynical jokes aha, but despite the hemming and hawing, he'll help if Void asks him (not the comic papyruses though, he has an axe to grind with them, for some reason...)

He hates to travel outside of his adopted universe, which is another outertale variant, and he lives in a modified observatory. Definitely prefers staying on-planet, too, since being out in space reminds him too much of his own universe.

His eyes are usually full of soft, gold light with "stars" in them. It makes it harder to see normally, but he’s not fully blind otherwise, just a bit impaired.

[junkomc]

クリスマスの試練/The Christmas ordeal

141 x male OC (Jet)/m x m/ rom-com? ? / ghost x jet/ soap x jet / price x jet / gaz & jet

*As usual, this is based on Google Translate, so please forgive any strange grammar or mistakes!

And please don't worry about the details or the chronology of the main story!

(summary: JET(male OC) is suddenly transformed into a black cat for some reason, and is told that he can't return to his original form unless his three lovers say "I love you" by Christmas. Will Soap, Price, and Ghost say "I love you" to him in his cat form...??)

--The night of December 23--

The barracks on the base were on holiday and most people were away to spend time with their families, but some remained on base for special missions or work.

The members of 141 were no exception, and only Gaz was able to take vacation, while Jet, Price, Ghost, and Soap were at the base.

"Gaz, how are you? Are you having fun?"

That day, Jet was talking to Gaz via video call.

It seemed that Gaz was at a local pub, and it was very lively behind him.

"Yeah, what about you? Aren't you being pushed around by three lovers? I'm worried about your body... well, from what I can see, you look fine. Although there aren't many people on the base... well, keep it moderate, okay? Also, make them wear condoms."

"Stop it!! Come on, Mom! Leave me alone."

Jet and Gaz both laughed out loud.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, Gaz's talk today was a bit risqué, but Jet was happy to see a different side to Gaz than his usual serious side.

"Anyway, as long as you're happy, that's fine with me..."

"Wow... you're saying sweet things to me like a lover, aren't you?"

Jet smiled seductively as if teasing Gaz, who was looking at him with gentle eyes.

"You know there's no point in trying to seduce me, right? Look, I'm like your guardian. I'm always watching over you so you don't do anything bad. Even if I'm far away! Make sure you reply to my emails!"

"Okay, I get it, Mom."

"... Oh well... I'll call you again tomorrow, goodnight."

"Goodnight... Gaz."

Jet stared at his phone, thinking about how Gaz had called him almost every day during his vacation, even though he had no ulterior motives, asking how his day was going and if he needed anything (and always forcing him to video call him).

He seemed like the perfect kind and caring husband, so Jet felt ticklish, but at the same time, he felt like a teenager who was annoyed by his parents.

After charging his smartphone, Jet lay down on the bed and mumbled absently.

“Tomorrow is the 24th...what was the plan for those three...?”

Jet was thinking about his first Christmas at the base with his three boyfriends, but before he knew it, he had dozed off, and the next thing he knew, he was asleep until morning.

--The morning of December 24th--

Jet woke up suddenly, sensing a presence, to find a black cat by the window, staring at him with its big golden eyes.

Being an animal lover, he opened the window to let the cat in, leaving a small gap, but he hesitated, wondering if it was okay to just let a cat into the barracks on the base without permission. At that moment, the cat slipped through the gap and into the room.

This is bad!

Jet quickly grabbed the cat and locked it in his arms.

Fortunately, it was a holiday and there were very few people on the base, so Jet thought he'd take care of the cat secretly in his room for a while while he looked for someone to take it in...

As he stroked its fluffy head, the black cat looked up at Jet and meowed briefly.

"Such a cute kitty! What's wrong? Are you lost? You don't seem to have a collar on... are you hungry?"

Just as Jet brought his hand closer to stroke the black cat's chin again., a black cat scratched his hand.

"Ouch! Don't you like being touched that much?"

Jet looked into the black cat's face, and the black cat yawned and stared back at Jet. Then it opened its small mouth again...

"You seem to be a man of many loves. Do you have three lovers? Hmm, do they really love you?"

"...!?!?"

Jet looked around at the sudden voice, but no matter how he thought about it, the only people in the room were the black cat and himself.

Is this a dream or a hallucination? ?

Jet was shaken, but looked at the black cat again, and asked in a gentle voice, even though he thought it was ridiculous.

"Cat... did you say that just now?"

"Yes. By the way, as I said earlier, you have three lovers, but is all that love real? Do they really love you?"

Jet's head was spinning. The fact that the cat was talking. And what's more, it was asking rude and harsh questions straight out.

Looking at the black cat's mouth, which moved as if it was manipulated by CG, Jet felt as if he had been thrown into a comedy movie.

Is this a nightmare before Christmas...?

"Hmm, that's not something I want to hear from a cute cat..."

"Since you seem to be trying to escape reality, I'm going to give you a ordeal."

"Huh? Ordeal??"

"You must have three lovers tell you they love you before Christmas is over.''

“…Well, in that case…maybe we can do it somehow?”

"You're so confident. But there's no way I'm going to give you such an easy ordeal, right?... Close your eyes for a moment..."

"??"

Jet obediently closes his eyes as he is told.

And when he opens his eyes again... he finds himself in front of him for some reason.

Moreover, there is something strange about the height of his line of sight, his bodily sensations, his sense of smell, and his hearing.

What is going on?!

He suddenly looks down at his own hand and sees that it is... a cat's paw...

"You will now switch places with me and become a cat. In cat form, you will have three lovers say they love you. If you can't achieve this by the end of Christmas, you will remain a cat forever."

"Wait! That's impossible! In cat form?? And Christmas is tomorrow!! What will happen to my body after we've switched bodies?! What are you going to do with my body in the meantime?"

Jet pleaded desperately, but all he could hear was the cat's meowing.

However, it seems that the black cat Jet in front of him understands this...

"Don't worry. Until you can overcome this ordeal, this body will be kept safe in a proper place. All you need to do is think about your three lovers. After all, the deadline is tomorrow at midnight."

"...No, no, no, I can't accept this!!"

The moment Jet shouted this, he lost consciousness.

Jet woke up a little later and tried to get up from his bed, saying that he had a terrible dream the day before Christmas. But at that moment, he was hit by an indescribable sense of discomfort again and timidly looked at his hands, his body...

What the...

Jet was still a black cat.

--Soap and the Black Cat--

"Meow!!!!"

Soap caught the sound of a cat's voice coming from somewhere, and was searching for its whereabouts while gently calling out, "Cat-chan? Where are you?" Soap almost laughed at the voice he didn't normally make, but he had seen somewhere that cats were not good at loud and low voices, so he made a high-pitched whisper-like voice. He faithfully followed that advice.

"Meow meow!"

When he heard a particularly loud meow, Soap finally reached the source of the sound. It was Jet's room.

"...Jet? Are you with the cat?"

Soap thought it was strange and knocked on the door, but there was no answer.

He put his ear to the door, but there was no sign of anyone. All he could hear was the cat's meowing and the sound of it scratching the door.

Soap had a bad feeling, so he put his hand on the doorknob and said.

"...Jet? I'll open it, okay?"

"Meow!"

The cat meowed as if in reply, so Soap chuckled and opened the door with force.

Sure enough, the only person inside was the black cat.

"Oh, hello, cute cat!"

Soap said so, picking up the black cat...Jet cat, gently patting its head, and staring at it.

"Meow meow! (Soap!!! It's me)"

Jet was convey desperately, but to Soap it just sounded like a cat meowing.

"You're a cat that meows a lot... By the way, do you know Jet, the resident of this room? Are you his illegitimate child? If so, I need to questioning him! Anyway, I'll play with you until Jet comes back! Are you hungry? You meow because you're hungry, right? Or are you lonely?? You're really cute..."

Seeing Soap's melting smile and his voice that he'd never heard before talking to the cat like a machine gun, Jet forgot for a moment the critical situation he was in and writhed in agony.

I think you're definitely cuter than the black cat...!!

"Okay! Let's give you some milk in my room!"

Soap said, kissing Jet on the forehead and stroking his chin.

"Meow... (Soap...)"

Jet, enchanted by Soap's touch, thought it would be okay to stay like this for a while...

After receiving milk in Soap's room, Jet was picked up by Soap again and placed on his lap as he sat on the sofa.

When Soap noticed milk around Jet's mouth, he wiped it with the hem of his shirt.

"You may look like an adult cat, but you're bad at drinking milk. You're like a kitten drinking milk for the first time."

Soap lifted Jet up to his chest and poked Jet's cheek with his thick finger.

"Meow meow... (Because that's exactly what it is...)"

When Jet meowed dissatisfiedly, Soap made an excuse, "Sorry, I'm not saying anything bad, I just mean that you're cute like a kitten," and stroked Jet's chin.

"Meow meow... (touching that spot is cheating...)"

When Jet saw Soap's gentle eyes looking at him (the cat), he thought to himself, "He is such a kind person, and considerate of everyone and everything."

Why was such a wonderful and handsome man so attached to him, and why did he fall in love with him?

Jet was enchanted as he gave himself over to Soap's massage while asking himself this question, but the next moment he came back to his senses and remembered his "ordeal".

"Meow!! (Soap!!)"

Soap saw Jet, who had been rubbing his face against his hand, suddenly straighten up and sit back on his lap, so he tilted his head and looked at Jet, asking "What's wrong?"

"Meow! Meow meow! (Soap! This cat is me)"

Jet couldn't help but meow, even though he thought there was no way he could understand.

"What's wrong, kitty?...Are you looking for Jet? Are you lonely? Poor guy... Come here."

"Meow... (That’s not right…)”

Soap hugged him again and rubbed his cheek against him. Strangely, when he rubbed his cheek against a human's body, it felt rough and gritty, but when he was in cat form, it didn't feel that way at all. But, he felt his scent more than usual and felt like he was closer to him.

"I'm lonely without Jet too. I want to be with him all day every day. I want to hold him, and spend all day off in bed with him. I know, you too, right? No, wait, when did you start being with him? ?Are you my rival?”

As Soap spoke to Jet Cat like a machine gun again, Jet felt fondness for his lover in front of him even as he chuckled in his heart.

And this time, Jet Cat rubbed his cheek against Soap's cheek.

"Hehe, you're so cute. I love you. But I love Jet the most, so you're second. Don't be jealous. Because among all cats, you're number one!"

"Meow... meow?! Meow meow?! (Soap... hmm? Wait, what did you just say?!)"

He said He love me, didn't He?! This means I've cleared it, right?!

Jet wanted to pump his fist in celebration, but it was impossible for a cat to do so, so instead he jumped off Soap's lap in excitement and started running around the room.

"Hey, what's wrong with you all of a sudden? You're really a moody, unreadable kitten... just like Jet..."

Jet was taken aback by Soap's words and suddenly stopped moving, then jumped onto the sofa and climbed onto Soap's shoulders,

"Meow... (That's right...)"

He whispered in Soap's ear and kissed his temple.

"Kitty...?! You're really... too cute..."

Soap kissed Jet Cat on the forehead.

Satisfied in many ways, Jet Cat got off Soap's shoulder, pushed his head through the gap in the door, and slipped out of his room.

"...Ah, wait up kitty!"

Soap was saying something behind Jet's back, but Jet didn't have much time left so he hurried on to his next target.

--Price and the Black Cat--

Price was doing paperwork in his office when he heard Soap's voice echoing through the quiet hallway... and the tone of the voice was different from usual, so he opened the door to the room.

"Captain! Get that cat!"

"…cat?"

When Price looked down, he saw a black cat gently nestling at his feet.

"What the hell is this cat? Where did it come from?"

Price scooped up the jet cat, held it up in front of him, and looked at him intently.

"Meow... (Captain...)"

"I found the cat in Jet's room... but Jet was not there and his smartphone wouldn't connect... so I couldn't listen to him..."

Soap grumbled and tried to take Jet's cat from Price's hand, so Jet panicked and slapped Soap's hand.

"Meow! (No, Soap!)"

"Ouch... what's wrong, kitty? Come here."

Seeing this, Price chuckled and said, "It seems like he doesn't like you."

"Meow... meow meow meow... (Sorry Soap... I have something to do...)"

"... Still, I can't have this cat at the base. I'll take care of him until we find Jet. Soap, you continue looking for Jet."

"Okay..."

Soap said with a bit of disappointment, "See you later, kitty," patted Jet's head, and left Price's office.

"Meow... (Soap...)"

"Now, what should I do with you..."

Price sat in his office chair, put Jet Cat on his lap, and sighed.

"Meow... meow meow meow (Captain... Price... please notice me...)"

Jet desperately tried to appeal to Price, even though he knew it was impossible. He stretched both his hands (front paws) over Price's shoulders, put his face close to Price, and meowed desperately.

But he was quickly pulled away and put back on his lap.

At that moment, Jet was worried that Price might not like cats.

If Jett doesn't return, a frustrated Price might call the shelter and have someone come pick him up...then it's all over.

Jet was horrified to see Price searching for something on his smartphone.

"Meow... meow meow (Could it be that Captain, you're looking for a shelter??)"

Jet desperately tried to see the phone screen, slipping his head between Price's arms and sneaking a peek.

"Um, I need to find out what cats like to eat, and what not to feed them."

Jet was relieved to see that Price was researching cats, not shelters, and his kindness warmed his heart.

"Meow... (Captain...)"

Jet the cat meowed in a dreamy voice, and Price took his eyes off the phone screen and stared at Jet Cat on his lap.

"You meow a lot. It's like you're talking."

"Meow? Meow! (! Yes! I‘ｍ talking!)"

Jet was impressed by Price's good intuition and kept meowing desperately. Thinking that Price might understand if he meowed closer, he tried to get closer to him and climb onto his shoulder, but Price pulled him away again.

"Calm down," Price said as he tried to put Jet on his lap again, but Price's hand, which was holding his smartphone, hit the button of the photo folder, and Jet saw that there were many photos of himself in the folder.

All of the photos were taken with Jett's permission, but I was a little surprised by the number of them and was happy to feel Price's love for them.

"Meow... meow meow... /// (But Captain, you've taken too many shots... ///)"

"Huh? What are you saying?"

"Meow... meow meow meow (Price, I love you...)"

"Huh? So you like me better than Soap after all?"

"... meow... meow? (... better than Soap... huh?)"

"Yeah? Do you like older men better than younger men? Like Jet?"

"Meow... meow? Meow meow! (Um... huh?... Wait wait!)"

Jet wanted to say a lot of things about Price's words, but he didn't have time for that. Anyway,

Jet have to make him say "I love you" no matter what.

"Meow meow! Meow meow meow...! (come on! Say you love me)"

"Huh? What's going on? You're making a fuss all of a sudden. Calm down kitty, what are you trying to say?"

Price lifted Jet to his chest and stared at him.

Jet gave up trying to get the words out of Price for the time being and started thinking about going to Ghost first...

"Your black fur is shiny and beautiful, just like Jet's hair..."

Price muttered as he began to pet Jet Cat's head.

His big, warm hands felt so good that Jet Cat slowly closed her eyes.

Jet had thought Price didn't like cats that much, so he felt relieved by his actions and the gentle gaze he was looking at him with.

"Meow... meow meow meow meow (Price, I love you....Even if I'm a cat for the rest of my life, please love me right?)"

"Huh? I love you...? Did you just say I love you? No, no, maybe I just heard your meowing..."

"... Meow!! (What!!)"

Jet was surprised and stared at Price with his eyes wide open.

"Meow! Meow meow! Meow! (That's right! I love you!! Say it!)"

Jet made desperate nodding gestures, and Price, who had a keen sense of intuition, looked into Jet's eyes with a puzzled look, saying, "Are you nodding? Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Jet narrowed his eyes, licked the tip of Price's nose as he approached, and rubbed his cheek against Jet's beloved fluffy whiskers.

"Meow, meow meow (Price, I love you)"

"You said you love me? We've only just met? But strangely, I already love you, too, nameless cat."

"...... Meow...... (......What...)"

Jet was touched that Price had said the word in such an unexpected turn of events, but a sudden worry crossed Jet's mind.

Isn't this love for cats rather than love for Me?

But now Jet decided to be enveloped in the scent and warmth of his beloved Price, and once again rubbed his face against Price's neck.

"Okay, okay, I'll love you so much that Jet will get jealous."

Price said this and massaged Jet's entire body with such precision that it was as if he knew all the places the cat wanted to be petted.

"Meow meow... (Feels good...)"

Jet thought that there was still a day until the 25th, and that it would be okay since it was only Ghost... and fell asleep while receiving Price's massage.

Then, when he woke up---

For some reason, Jet had been taken out of the room by Price, and was in Price's arms, wrapped in a fluffy blanket. Price seemed to be walking down the hallway and heading somewhere.

"... Meow? Meow meow (Price? Where are you going?)"

"Oh? Cat, are you awake? Don't worry, I won't throw you out. I'm just going to move a little. ...I hope you like him..."

Price stroked Jet's chin to reassure him.

Jet found it interesting that he felt like he was having a conversation with Price when he was with him.

"Meow? (He?)"

"By the way, he's older than Thorp, but younger than me. What do you think? Is he your type?"

"Meow... (Price...)"

Jet narrowed his eyes and glared at Price, but Price, who was supposed to have good intuition, didn't notice his gaze.

After walking for a while, Price arrived at the ghost's room.

Price knocked, and immediately a man in a skull mask popped his head out the door.

"Hey Ghost, sorry for the sudden call, but could you take care of this cat for a while? This cat is probably Jet's, but Jet is missing and Soap hasn't been able to get in touch with him yet. I think it'll be okay, but I'll go with him to look for Jet."

"Jet...? Then I'll..."

Ghost was about to say something, but before he could, Price handed Jet and the blanket over to Ghost, and while Ghost was staring at the black mass in his arms, he quickly disappeared.

"Meow... meow meow... meow meow? (Hi Ghost... do you like cats?)"

Jet looked up at Ghost, hoping that he didn't hate or have an allergy to cats.

"... cat... huh..."

Ghost looked at Jet with a suspicious look, then narrowed his eyes a little and continued to stare into Jet's eyes for a while.

"Meow... meow meow meow meow... meow! /// (...! Stop giving such sexy looks to cats! ///)"

--Ghost and black cat--

Jet was anxious.

There was only one more person left, there was still a day left, and the other two had done well, so he thought Ghost would say that line easily.

But he was quite a tough opponent.

Soap and Price had Jet sitting on their laps and lovingly petting him, but Ghost left Jet on his bed and started tidying his room, cleaning his gun, and even taking a shower.

With such distance between them, they couldn't understand each other.

Jet had forgotten that Ghost was a man who was surprisingly incapable of communication.

"Meow... meow meow meow... (Ghost... you're a dog person, aren't you...)"

While Jet was rolling around on Ghost's bed, Ghost came up to Jet with only a towel wrapped around his waist after a shower. He wasn't wearing his usual mask.

"Meow... Meow Meow Meow (Wow, you show your face to cats so easily...)"

For some reason, Jet felt a mysterious jealousy, but when Ghost's fingers gently touched his forehead, it disappeared in an instant.

"You're Jet's cat, right?"

"Meow... Meow Meow Meow Meow... (No... I'm Jet...)"

"...I wish I could understand what you're saying..."

Saying this, Ghost sat on the bed, picked up Jet, who was sitting, and lifted him up...and placed him on Ghost's lap, who was wearing only a towel.

"Meow! Meow Meow Meow Meow! (Oh! That's not a good place!)"

Jet hurriedly jumped off Ghost's lap and wrapped himself in the blanket on the bed again.

Seeing Jet's state, Ghost muttered, "Do you hate me...?" with a somewhat lonely look in his eyes.

"Meow... Meow (G-ghost...)"

The fact that the ghost was talking to a cat was cute enough, but it was too sneaky to look at me like that!

"Meow... (Already......)"

Jet got out of the blanket and slowly climbed onto Ghost's lap, curling up on Ghost's thighs while telling himself, "I'm a cat now! I'm a cat, I shouldn't think sexy things about people!"

"...Are you back? What a fickle guy..."

As Ghost said this, he began to gently stroke Jet. He carefully stroked behind his ears, around his chin and face, and finally picked up Jet and lightly kissed his forehead. He then lay down on the bed with Jet in his arms, letting Jet move freely on his chest.

"Meow... (Ghost...)"

Jet felt strange being placed on his lover's bare chest (and his nipples were right in front of his eyes), but he told himself "I'm a cat, I shouldn't get excited by people" and somehow managed to get through it.

More than anything, Jet had an important ordeal to overcome.

Ghost was staring at Jet relaxing on his chest, and after a while, he suddenly poked Jet's small cheek.

"Hey, you're Jet's cat, right? How long have you been here? I go to his room all the time, but I've never seen any sign of a cat, and I've never seen cat hair on his clothes.... You're not Jet's cat, are you?"

"Meow!! Meow!!! (Ghost! As expected!!)"

Jet was impressed by Ghost's insight and instinctively stood up. Then, he approached Ghost's face and licked his chin with his small tongue.

"Meow... Meow meow meow! (Ghost... Please notice me...)"

"...What's wrong all of a sudden?"

The ghost must have been ticklish, as he laughed a little and pulled Jet away. When Jet let out a dissatisfied meow, the ghost sat back on the bed, put Jet on his lap and muttered.

"...The black cat that suddenly appeared...Jet suddenly disappeared...Could it be that you...Jet???"

"...Meow! Meow! (...What! Yes, I am!)"

Jet trembled at the unexpected answer of the ghost.

However, what he says next quickly breaks Jet down.

"...No way, that's ridiculous. What am I talking about..."

"Meow, meow meow! (No, it's right!)"

Ghost was about to close the exit door that Jet had just seen, so Jet started to meow in a panic, crawled up to Ghost's face again and started licking his chin again.

"...Meow meow meow (please understand, Ghost...)"

Jet meowed sadly and began to carefully lick each scar on Ghost's face in order.

"...You're really..."

Jet had a habit of kissing the scars on Ghost's face when having sex with him. Moreover, there was a set order, and Jet's cat licked them in the exact same order, which made Ghost extremely upset.

"...If you're really Jet...Kiss my lips...,...What am I saying to a cat..."

The moment Ghost looked down and sighed, Jet Cat quickly kissed Ghost's lips with his cat's small mouth.

"......!!!"

Ghost was speechless and fell back onto his bed again, covering his face with his hands.

"Meow meow meow meow meow... (Ghost, but the problem isn't solved yet...)"

Jet sat on Ghost's chest with his back curled up, staring into his eyes and pleading.

"...Hey, what should I do? Why did you become a cat? Did you do something to make a cat hate you?"

"Meow! (No!)"

Jet instinctively aimed for Ghost's jaw and delivered a cat punch.

"Sorry, sorry. But what should I do to get back? In a fairy tale... a prince's kiss, right? But we just kissed... isn't a kiss enough?"

Jet was smiling inside, thinking that the normally calm ghost was bringing up a fairy tale, and talking about himself as a prince, which was so cute and endearing.

No! This is no time to laugh, as the ghost said, a kiss won't do.

You have to say those words...

"... Meow meow meow meow meow... (If I stay in cat form like this forever...)"

Responding to Jet's anxious cries, the ghost got up from the bed, gently hugged Jet Cat to his chest, and kissed his little face.

"Don't worry, I'll do something about it. There must be a solution somewhere. Even if... you stay in cat form forever, I love you."

"...... Meow...... Meow!!! (...... Hmm... What!!)"

Jet was so entranced by Ghost's words of love that he almost missed them.

Ghost said those words completely, and in the fullest sense of the word.

"Meow! (Ghost!)"

Jet licked Ghost's face in excitement.

"Calm down, Jet... Anyway, you can stay in my room tonight. I'll tell Soap and Price... tomorrow. I'm sure they'll understand... Probably... Anyway, let's all think about what to do next tomorrow..."

"Meow... (Yeah...)"

Jet was a little worried. In his mind, he had imagined Ghost turning back into a human the moment he said those words, but he was still a cat.

I had overcome the ordeal, but would I remain a cat until midnight tomorrow...

Jet was thinking about a lot of things and wanted to cry, but his lover in front of him loved him even in cat form, so he didn't care! With that feeling in mind, Jet gave up and before Jet knew it, He had fallen into a deep sleep in Ghost's arms.

--The morning of December 25th, Ghost's room--

That morning, Ghost couldn't find his beloved black cat, or rather his lover, in his arms, so he searched around the room.

There was no sign of him in the room, but there were signs that he had gone outside, so Ghost quickly changed his clothes and left the room.

At that moment, Soap came out of the room and called out nonchalantly, "Hey Ghost, good morning."

"I finally got in contact with Jet last night...Price was also relieved."

"...Midnight"

Ghost heard Soap's words and headed to Jet's room.

Ghost guessed that Jet had probably woken up in the middle of the night and returned to his human form, and had returned to the room to contact Soap and Price on his smartphone to reassure them.

"Are you going to Jet's room?"

Without answering Soap's question, Ghost went to Jet's room and knocked on the door.

"Jet? I'm coming in!?"

Irritated by the lack of a response, he quietly opened the door...

Then, Jet was sleeping soundly in his bed. The black cat was nowhere to be seen.

Ghost sighed in relief, and Soap asked curiously from behind.

"By the way, where did that black cat go? Wasn't he with Ghost? I have to ask Jet anyway. Should we wake him up now? Look, it's Christmas after all..."

"No. We can talk about the cat later... and he must have had a lot of trouble yesterday. Let's let him sleep a little longer..."

After saying that, Ghost quietly closed the door to the room.

―END―

I wanted to write a follow-up story and a story about the 25th, but I ran out of energy! However, just like the Halloween episode (King's Game), I had a lot of fun writing it. It was a completely self-indulgent piece, but if anyone has read it, thank you!!

[majaloveschris]

Before I start I would like to add I'm not a big Chris Evans fan, personally I don't find him all that attractive and the only work of his that had me interested was Knives Out and that too because of Daniel Craig, not Chris. Also would like to add I'm not one for PR relationships anymore (just found other interests and life got busy), but I was one for 6 years. Though when I found out about this whole Chris Evans' public girlfriend ordeal, I got a bit interested, and then I found your page and have been following for awhile, and one thing that really confuses me is people asking, "well why would Chris need to do pr? Chris doesn't need pr!" Well, they are so very wrong. Chris absolutely needs pr, and he knows that, that is why he agreed to go on an PR ice cream date with Lily James, i don't know why these people are acting like Chris is some saint who would never ever do PR when it's extremely clear he has done so and he is not ashamed of it or that he didn't want to participate in it, are people forgetting how happy he looked in that park licking his ice cream next to Lily? and that was confirmed PR because of how quickly she was spotted with another man just a few weeks after, but, coming back to my point. Chris absolutely needs PR, I don't like to say this, but I have to be honest here, nobody outside of the Chris Evans fandom had been talking about him lately, his projects hadn't been that big of a success, and overall, nobody outside of the fandom really ever spoke about him, but once he has done all of this PR, he is getting a lot of attention from people who aren't in the fandom and will never be, hell, other fanpages of other celebrities are coming to defend him and his "girlfriend"! This has given him a big boost in being talked about and staying relevant on Social Media. I know that people say "ohhh but this isn't good pr for him! she's racist or she's problematic etc etc" but the thing is, nobody outside of the fandom really cares about him that much to go and research and find out what his new girlfriend is like, Alba's extremely questionable actions have never become popular, so no, this isn't bad pr for him, and as far as I know other than losing a few of his fans, this hasn't affected his career in a bad way, I think people who say this is bad PR don't really understand why celebrities do PR and how it works. Ofcourse all of this isn't that simple but I tried my best to put it into simple words so everybody can understand it, though if people do want me to do a detailed analysis on this PR relationship and also explain how they work I would be more than happy to. I know how social media apps are engineered and what went into creating them and the same with PR relationships, I also know how PR relationships are planned out in different ways and what people expect from different kinds of PR relationships, so if you guys would like to know more, I would be more than happy to provide a detailed analysis on this PR deal and how it was made, why it was made and how it works.

I think the reason why some people say (and I think they also said it) that it is bad PR or that it isn't going the way it is is because we are in the fandom and we see what it causes inside the fandom. People are leaving. People who've been fans for 10+ years, or since the very beginning of his career. Everything he's ever said or stood for is getting questioned when Alba and her friends are the exact opposite of those things.

But I agree that most people outside of the fandom either don't care, care for a minute, or defend. Just the number of TikTok comments I see that defend them is crazy. Most people only talk about the age gap. If I see a person saying something bad about their relationship, it's about their age, which is then excused by a hundred people saying, "She is an adult; it's not like he is dating someone that just turned 18". Most people don't know about her past or behavior, or they just don't care that much about his private life.

I think for us "normal people," it's really hard to understand why celebrities do certain things, but I've always believed and still believe this is PR, so if you'd like to let us know more, feel free to share with us your opinion and theories.

[weebsinstash]

Can you tell us a little more about that Your Boyfriend rival you made? Considering your writing, I'm assuming he has a lot of skeletons in his closet 👁👁

Sure! I'm kind of considering him as a YB rival but also just sort of a general yandere oc since once I started building details and stuff for him I liked how it all sounded essentially (also I rarely make like, original ocs that have their own stories and aren't like, a fan character)

So I nicknamed him Mr because, well, I couldn't come up with a name right away and also to fit along with the whole YN/YB/TK two letter ordeal (which Don and Lucy technically break but, shhh). I was going to go with Dr or Doc but that's too close to Don and Don is a fine specimen on his own 😳

but yeah this guy doesn't technically have a name yet, but I also sort of thought of a reason for that: he's very private about his personal life and his feelings and tends to keep his true opinions and intentions to himself, so I can just picture him using fake names or when people (like YN) say "oh, its nice to meet you, Misterrrr...?" And he just sort of goes "just Mister is fine uwu"

Can't report you to the cops if no one knows your real name haha

Anyways! Yes there are indeed many skeletons in his closet! His childhood was just horrible, being raised by a single mom in extreme poverty, the two of them often going hungry while his mother did everything and I mean everything to try and support them. Stealing, selling drugs, prostitution, whatever she had to do. She makes the mistake of telling her son "when you truly love someone, you'll do anything for them" when he eventually asks why she goes through so much trouble to feed him and keep him alive when it would be easier to just abandon him. unfortunately her answer stuck with him and became kind of the cornerstone of a lot of his yandere tendencies

Eventually his mother couldn't take it anymore and took her son to a shelter or fire station or something before, well, disappearing to take her own life, and that was a huge catalyst for a lot of his personality issues because it convinced him that it was his fault for not doing something more to help his mom and he "failed to save her" and he kind of just became an emotionless husk after that

So then he gets funneled into the foster care system but by this point he's already essentially a child sociopath. he gets adopted by, well, "pretending to be a normal kid". He observes the children around him long enough that he emulates their mannerisms and happiness so no one notices "hey whats with this scary white haired child completely isolating himself and never smiling and pulling the legs off of bugs to watch them suffer and die"

He gets adopted by a fairly wealthy family who actually treats him very well, getting him a quality education, putting him through med school, kind of spoiling him really. He's very good at manipulating people and his adoptive parents are no exception. He's grateful and he treats them alright but he doesn't love them and if he ever needs to pull their strings to get something he wants, he knows exactly what to say

So yeah, by the time he meets his darling, he's a super conniving scheming tactical sadistic ass doctor with mommy issues and is DESPERATE to find "the one", the person he would do anything for. He essentially decides that finding "the one" is his only reason left for living because otherwise he's a fairly apathetic person and if you're his enemy, well... let's just say he's the kind of guy who will pull out your back molars with pliers if you do wrong by him. You become his darling and you become his LIFESTYLE. You get dedicated notebooks, shrines, photo collages, lists, just countless LISTS about you and your hobbies and your interests and oh boy, don't think his medical knowledge won't ever come into play if you try to get away~