hey hi baby res, how are you doing! itâs 12am here (its JAYS BDAY) hope you donât mind me popping in to say hi!
God today was so tiring for me.. I had 5 hours of dance practice, as soon as I got back home, took a shower, celebrate jayâs bday, wrote him a bday letter that was supposed to be sweet but ended up a bit angsty âđ»đ and I got too emotional that Iâm overwhelmed (ijbob = I just burst out bawling), then I remembered I have another dance practice tmr at noon. fml but hey, itâs still jayâs day after all, nothing could go wrong! right đș
N E WAAAYYY! I donât know what time it is for you but I hope!! you!! have!! an amazing!! day or night ahead!! eat lots of good food and stay hydrated! (oh I have stuffy nose which sucks đ€§) please take care bae <3
(me rn fr fr)
HEYHEYYY CLAIREEEEđđđ iâm doing good thank youu, iâm at work rnđ 9.5h shift today which is literally horrible. alsooo it seems like youâre 11 hours ahead of me :)
5 hours of dance practice and then another one sounds exhausting, i hope you get lots of rest <33 ALSO YOU WROTE HIM A LETTER?? THATS SO CUTE AWEEE, id cry if someone did that for me. (GIRL THE ârightđșâ??? canât be jinxing nothingâ)
at this moment itâs 6pm for me, iâm off at 7 which is excitinggggg. i spent my entire day here but when i get home im going to update miniskirt and maybe finish some other fics iâve been writing. AND THANK U SM MLL YOURE SO SWEETđđđ
i hope youâre sleeping well and feel better when you wake up :( iâll talk to you when you wake upđ€ (ill dm you later xx)
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big question!! dude can we please see a scene in the AU where castys has his tongue cut off and he has to deal with that? like man, the shock and the pain and the fuckin grief? and neteri just being herself ofc
anyway the latest erebus chapter was heartbreaking youâre so good at being awful to these lads (i canât stop reading)
Thank you I try,,,,,
Okay strap in fellas I think this is banger as hell I had a great time and let me know if you have any other requests for the AU!
Ingredients: shockingly, tongue gets cut off! some suffocation as well
Castys wasnât great at sitting in chairs normally, something his parents had always reprimanded him for, but, hey, theyâd never taken it as far as to fucking tie him to one, and Castys was grateful. This shit was uncomfortable. Like, yeah, the rough ropes around his wrists and ankles were tight and itchy, but also the position just sucked. Not that heâd rather be standing or something-
âYou must be Castys!â The door had swung open, and now this little lady with a white coat on was walking up to him.Â
âYes, Iâm Castys,â he said flatly as she scurried behind him before coming back without her bag. And then she justâŠstared at him. Castys wasnât sure what she was looking at, since there really wasnât much to see, just, like, him. Eventually her eyes wandered up to his, and she jumped in place a bit.
âOh, right, Iâm Neteri.â She stuck her hand out like she expected him to shake it.
âYou know Iâm tied up, right?â
âAh. Yeah.â Her skin was dark enough that it wasnât immediately obvious that she was blushing, but Castys was pretty sure she was. She ended up awkwardly grabbing his right hand and shaking it a bit. âI, um, Iâll be preparing you for this afternoon. Sorry, Iâm just a bit nervous.â
âWell, youâre not tied to a chair so I think youâll be okay.â
She laughed. âYouâre right, youâre right, but Iâm justâŠI think Iâm going to do something Iâm not supposed to do.â
Castys raised an eyebrow. âLet me go because Iâm funny?â
Neteri rolled her eyes, but she was smiling, so clearly she did think he was funny. âNo, youâre staying put, sorry bud. But I think Iâm going to keep you. Youâre kind of perfect.â She tried to cup his cheek in her hand, but Castys leaned away, staring at her with wide eyes.
âWhat the fuck is that supposed to mean?â His mouth was really dry all of a sudden, he wasnât perfect, he was a fuck-up, a useless heir, that had been his goal, he wasnât good at anything he was supposed to be good at, he wasnât well-mannered or polite, he had a huge fucking scar on his face and a lopsided smile because of it, he was filthy and vulgar and didnât have any interest in getting married he was absolutely anything but perfect. So why the hell did she want him?
âItâs not important right now. Youâve got a big day ahead of you!â She clapped her hands, dismissing the subject entirely. He wanted to press her further, but after seeing the lovely object she pulled out of her pocket, everything else was forgotten.
âNo. Absolutely not.â
âAw, what are you gonna do about it, Castys? I thought you were tied to a chair!â Great, now it was his turn to feel his face grow hot, because, yeah, what the fuck was he gonna do?
Normally, he doubted heâd immediately recognize it for what it was, but today, right now, after just being told this lady wanted to keep him, it was instantly clear. And Neteri was right, he was only able to squirm uselessly and lean away as she wrapped the collar around his neck without much trouble. His first swallow after sheâd sealed it shut felt horrible, and he absolutely did not want to get used to it.
âSee, itâs not so bad. It looks cute on you!â She ruffled his hair, which only made Castys more uncomfortable.
âI donât want to be cute. Iâm not a fucking dog.â He wasnât sure whether the collar was part of Neteriâs weird desires or just to humiliate him, but either way he hated it.
âNo, youâre not, but youâre also not a prince anymore, and youâre the property of the Xernan Empire, and this is a good reminder of that,â Neteri said as she walked around behind him, probably to her bag. Castys rolled his eyes. He didnât need to be reminded that he wasnât a prince, since it was his favorite new development in all of this. UnlessâŠunless it wasnât just a reminder for him, but for everyone else, tooâŠHe really, really hoped there wasnât going to be some sort of public display, but given how Neteriâd said he had a âbig dayâ aheadâŠfuck, that was probably the case, huh?
âNow, Iâm going toâŠoh, I might get in so much trouble for this,â Neteri muttered as she stared at the floor, standing in front of him once again. She had leather gloves on, which would have been nice earlier when she was touching him, and she was holdingâŠa pair of shears? He didnât think sheâd put on gloves if she was just going to cut his hair, and given that she thought she might get in trouble for it, it seemed like she was going toâŠmaim him somehow. Castys curled his hands into fists as Neteri slapped her cheeks with her palms, still talking to herself. âNo, Iâm going to do this. I deserve it. Itâs not that far off from what the emperor wants. Okay,â she held the shears up and gave Castys a concerningly bright smile. âAny last words?â
For once, Castys didnât take the opportunity to speak.
Instead, he locked his jaw shut tight, teeth clenched so hard it hurt, lips pressed together, walls of protection around his tongue.Â
Thatâs what she wanted, wasnât it?
Neteri cocked her head, watching him. âNothing to say all of a sudden? No jokes?â Her smile disappeared as her eyes narrowed. âYou figured it out, didnât you, Castys? What Iâm going to do to you.â
He didnât bother nodding.
Neteri stepped up to him, her knee on the chair in between his legs, leaning over him, her face right above his as he craned back to avoid her. âYouâre going to have to get used to obeying me, Castys.â The cold metal of the shears rested on his cheek. âSo open your mouth.â
If thereâs one thing Castys was good at, it was disobeying orders.
After a few moments of neither of them moving, Neteri pinched Castysâs nose shut with her free hand, not saying a word. Fine, he could play that game. Hold on as the pressure in his chest built, as his head started to spin, as his vision started to darken, every fiber of his being screaming at him to just give in to the inevitable and take a breath. He could do it quick, a little gasp, fast enough that she wouldnât be able to do anything. Okay, three, twoâŠ
The exhale was shaky, but it was fine, just a quick inhale as he snapped his mouth shut-
His teeth scraped against metal, the sensation sending shivers down his spine.
Neteri stared at him with a detached coldness as she rotated the shears, forcing his jaw open wide, wide enough for her to stick her hand in and grab his tongue, pulling it out despite his attempts to pull it back, turning the shears to the side now, opening them up, the cold blades-
Snip.
Castysâs mouth was hot it was burning he was choking the smell of blood was so strong he was suffocating on it her hand was still in his mouth her fingers pressed against his wound magic piercing through his jaw heâd scream if he had the air and then that was it her hand was gone he lurched forward coughing and spitting blood and saliva all down the front of the threadbare shirt heâd been given and once he saw the discarded little piece of pink flesh on the floor he couldnât look at anything else he couldnât believe that was it it was gone it wasnât in his mouth his mouth was empty there was only the blood still dripping out and when Neteri laid a hand on his back he wanted to growl at her not to touch him but he couldnât he couldnât say anything anymore he was quiet nothing to say no thoughts or opinions of his own just how his parents had wanted him-
âItâs alright, Castys, just breathe. It was a little more difficult than it needed to be, but you did it.â And why did it need to be at all? âJust two more things left today and then you can rest. And then hopefullyâŠâ Her hand slid up, resting on the back of his neck, on that awful collar, and Castys wanted to scream. He never, ever wanted to belong to her.
But what he wanted didnât matter anymore.
Castys was dragged out and whipped and branded and left out on display, brought back and patched up by Neteri and given soup that he couldnât taste, and when the door slammed shut behind her, he finally allowed himself to cry.
His back and chest hurt, of course, the wounds aggravated no matter how he moved or what position he laid in, but he could deal with it. It was nothing compared to what heâd lost, the little pocket of empty space inside his mouth.
Words were all heâd ever have to really fight back, complaining when he was forced to do things he didnât want to, scaring off all the suitors his parents picked out, jokes keeping him calm when he was scared or upset, even when he couldnât do anything he could still say something, make sure everyone knew how he felt, and now he was more helpless than ever before and he couldnât say a single fucking thing.Â
He didnât even know where he was going to end up, either sold off to some asshole or left in Neteriâs clutches, and no matter what, he wasnât going to be treated like a person. The collar made it pretty clear. He was less than human now, a pet, a lab rat, property, something that didnât need to have thoughts or opinions anymore.Â
Heâd rather be a prince after all.
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