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◟★ CHAPTER ⵌ1 ‧₊┊˚꒰A little lost a lot to live꒱༘⋆ ⸝⸝ 【 Okegom Fanfic 】

The next chapter will have a drawing! I was planning to upload it in this chapter, but I'm practicing since it's my first time drawing two characters interacting in the same illustration. I'm improving my anatomy (plus, I sometimes try out new techniques and study art concepts to get better). Since my art school requires me to draw on paper, I always have to create the drawing on paper first and then transfer it to digital, which takes me more time.

And I won’t lie, while I was writing this, I was listening to a playlist titled “pov you had a gacha phase,” and it brought back a lot of nostalgia.

This is not the full chapter, just small parts; the complete chapter has 3,000 words.

you can read it at

˚₊‧꒰❝Follow everywhere I go

Top of all the mountains or valley low

Give you everything you've been dreamin' of

Just let me in,

Everything you want in gold

I'll be the magic story you've been told

And you'll be safe under my control❞꒱ ─ .✧

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You stand still for a moment, gazing into the starry void in front of you as your thoughts intertwine, trying to make a decision. With your arms crossed over your chest and your head slightly tilted, you feel the weight of the choice before you. Which world should you go to? It’s not an easy decision. Up until now, all the places you’ve visited belonged to the human species—diverse worlds, but with one thing in common: each of them was inhabited by some variation of humanity. This time, however, you are about to venture into the unknown, to explore a world completely different, a place where you have no prior reference.

You know that eventually, you’ll visit every corner of the cosmos that catches your attention, but this first stop is special. The place you choose now will mark the beginning of a new chapter in your possibly immortal life—one where you won’t just be a silent observer, but an active participant in the life of the world you choose. This time, you won’t just be watching from afar, but you’ll be able to interact with the inhabitants, feel their energy, learn their customs, and that thought fills you with excitement. You've longed to experience this direct connection with other living beings, not just analyze them from a distance, but become part, even if only briefly, of their realities.

Your eyes scan the vast possibilities stretching out before you. Worlds twinkling like distant jewels in the immensity of space. "Uh... this one is full of suns," you think, a faint smile forming on your lips. "Maybe I'll visit it later... too hot to start with." Your gaze moves to another world, but the sight of chaos and destruction on its surface makes you frown. "This one looks... disastrous. Not yet." You continue mentally exploring your options, discarding worlds one by one. Some too strange, others perhaps too peaceful for what you're seeking at the moment. "This one’s full of rainbows and clouds... but maybe I’ll save it for the end, a good final destination for closing the cycle of tourism."

One by one, the potential destinations are eliminated, until finally, something catches your attention. It’s not an entire world, but a specific place on one of them: a snow-covered island. Its image materializes in your mind with dazzling clarity. Pure white snow blankets the landscape, and the deep blue sea surrounds the island in perfect contrast. It’s small, yes, but that’s precisely what makes it the ideal starting point. It draws you in in a way you can’t ignore, as if something on that cold, solitary island is waiting for you.

You close your eyes for a moment, keeping your arms crossed, breathing deeply. You know it’s not an easy decision. Every place has its own magic, its own charm, but it's done. You’ve chosen. "I’ll go to that island first," you say softly, sealing the pact with yourself. It’s not large, but it has everything you need to begin this new chapter. It’s a perfect place for first contact, to test your interaction skills with the beings that inhabit it, and to finally explore something beyond passive observation.

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★⋆｡˚ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ★⋆ ┊ ◦ ★⋆

Without wasting time, you start walking toward them with light but energetic steps. You feel the crunch of the snow beneath your feet, soft yet constant, like an echo resonating in the vast silence around you. As you approach, a few meters away, you come to an abrupt stop. What you see in front of you fills you with a mix of surprise and unease. You don’t know much about social interactions, but your intuition clearly tells you that what’s happening here is not right.

One of the individuals, a man with black hair and an aggressive demeanor, has a cigarette wedged between his lips. With one hand, he is violently gripping the white, fluffy tail of the other figure, who is lying in the snow, clearly desperate. The trapped individual has strange features, as if not entirely human. His white hair contrasts with the blood dripping from his forehead, staining the pure snow beneath him a vibrant red. He clutches at the frozen ground, gasping, pleading, as tears mixed with blood stream down his face, trying in vain to free himself.

The panic you feel at the violent scene hits you hard. You take a small step back, almost instinctively, as if your body wants to pull away from the horror you’re witnessing. But something inside you hardens. The fear doesn’t last long, and your gaze sharpens. You’re not going to let this injustice continue before your eyes. Without thinking any further, you rush toward the black-haired man with determination.

"Take this!" you shout, spinning on your heel to gather force in your leg, delivering a swift and direct kick aimed at his stomach. The aggressor wasn’t expecting anyone to intervene, and though you manage to catch him off guard, he’s quick enough to dodge your attack at the last second, stepping back slightly. However, your intervention succeeds in one crucial way: the man releases the boy’s tail, allowing him to break free from the hold.

The black-haired man looks at you with a twisted smile, his dark eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and danger. With an unsettling calm, he pulls the cigarette from his lips, holding it between two fingers, and gives you a once-over.

"Oh, what do we have here?" he mutters, his words laced with a chilling malice. His grin reveals uneven, sharp teeth that don’t seem entirely human. His expression tells you that this isn’t over, that you may have just stepped into something far more dangerous than you anticipated.

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You decide there’s no time for a prolonged confrontation. Your priority is getting the boy to safety. You spin on your heels and start running, feeling his tears fall faster as you pick up speed. The cold winter air bites at your face, but you don’t stop. Despite his weakened state, the boy clings to you tightly, his arms wrapped around your neck, his ragged breathing a constant companion as you run. The image you create as you carry him through the snow is reminiscent of those fairytale clichés, where the knight rescues the damsel in distress. But this time, you are the knight.

Before you know it, your hurried steps bring you to what seems to be a small village. As you approach, the landscape subtly changes: modest, scattered houses, some of them resembling igloos. The village looks peaceful, almost frozen in time, like one of those perfect postcards depicting an eternal winter. But the calm is only an illusion; your frantic pace and the urgency of the moment shatter that stillness.

The boy in your arms, still pale and trembling, weakly raises one of his hands, urgently pointing toward one of the houses. It’s a small structure with a sign at the entrance, but before he can explain anything, you act. There’s no time for clarification. You decide this must be the place he means and burst through the door, pushing it open with such force that the sound echoes in the quiet space.

Inside, you find yourself in what looks like a small room resembling an improvised clinic. The air is warmer than outside, but the atmosphere retains that cold, austere touch typical of an icy place. Next to the door, seated at a modest wooden desk, a figure startles visibly at your unexpected and noisy entrance. His features catch your attention immediately: he’s clearly not human, with large owl-like eyes that swivel in your direction with almost inhuman speed.

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As you release his hands, Yukisada turns to put away the materials he had used to treat Shirogane. However, when he turns back to you, he’s met with a scene he hadn’t anticipated: you’ve gotten too close to Shirogane, leaning over him with curiosity as your fingers play with his soft, fluffy white ears. Despite Shiro’s evident discomfort, you continue to touch his ears with a completely carefree attitude.

“Are you some kind of puppy?” you ask, utterly fascinated by the soft texture of his ears, as if you couldn’t resist the urge to touch them.

Shirogane blinks several times, still reeling from the emotional impact of the earlier encounter and now from your sudden invasion of his personal space. His tears, still present, pause for a moment as he processes your question. And then, his expression changes. His brow furrows visibly as the reality of your comment sinks in.

“I’m an arctic wolf!”

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thewiredgarden · 2 years ago

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Continue on the Shirogane x rocma story with Idate finding out there dating. The rest is up to you

So…I ended up really liking this, and might make it a little side series? I dunno I just love these dumbasses.

Idate stared out at the boat, his arms crossed as he practically chewed his cigarette, spitting out some bits and pieces of unburnt tobacco as some were pushed out to the wrapping. He’d been gone for a few months, but now that he’d come back the one girl he liked and the boy he liked to pick on were now a couple, practically joined at the hip all the time now.It was…frustrating, no…infuriating. Rock, his best, and in most cases only, friend looked over at the steaming whale and raised a brow.

“Stop being an asshole and glaring at them. You’re being obvious as hell.” Rock looked back to his own fishing line. Idate eventually sat down next to him silently, which was never a good sign. “Look, are you really that surprised they got together? Those two bonded over you kicking the guy’s ass. If you don’t like them being together you’re the only one to blame.” Rock looked at Idate and frowned. He actually looked upset, not just pissed. “Idate…what’s going on?”

“I’m pissed.” Idate grunted, kicking out his feet to take up more room. “I’m pissed because I saw it coming and I ran away again.”

“…Again?” Rock looked to the orca and raised a brow again at his rather constipated looking demeanor.

“If shit seems too…tough I just…bolt.” Idate looked away, lighting a new cigarette as he had practically chewed the other one in half. Rock looked at his friend and actually felt…pity for him, he sighed slightly, looking down and shaking his head.

“You’re not going to try and sabotage them at all are you?” Rock asked, bracing himself for this idiot’s answer but having a slight morbid curiosity all the same. Idate finally cracked a slight grin as he turned his head slightly and looked to Rock out of the side of his eye.

“I’d be lying to you if I said the thought hadn’t crossed my mind at all…” Idate didn’t really want to lie to his best friend, his only friend. “But no, I’m not gonna. They look…pretty happy together in that stupid fucking boat.”

“Maybe you should go and apologize?” Rock looked away again as Idate stared at him in shock. “Look man, I’m serious. You’re clearly seething on the inside right now, and it’s really starting to show. So go apologize and quit being a shit head, you shit head.” Idate was silent as he looked at the boat again, seeing the bright and happy face of Shirogane and the smile of Rocma. He sighed, slowly climbing up from where he was sitting and heading into the water. He could already tell in his gut that this wasn’t going to end well, but what harm was there in humoring his friend just this once?

Over at the boat Shirogane laughed a bit as it rocked again, Rocma having made another stupid crude joke. As he was giggling, he watched as her cheeky smile faded, her eyes laser focused on something in the water. He turned his head, seeing the fin slowly making its way over to them. He yelped, standing and causing the boat to rock even more.

“Shiro don’t!” Rocma shouted as she stood, the boat completely unstable now. Shirogane went to grab Rocma as the boat suddenly flipped. Shirogane started to swim down to try and get Rocma when his very heavy tackle box cracked the back of his skull. Blood was in the water, his vision slowly starting to bleed into black. Rocma was still sinking, her eyes wide in terror. Shirogane couldn’t see much as he reached out to grab her, when another strong hand grabbed his arm and yanked him forward. He tried to turn his head, seeing Idate grabbing his arm. He wanted to panic but the fog from the tackle box was still there and he was more limp than anything.

Idate swam forward a bit faster, finally grabbing Rocma’s dress and yanking her towards the surface. She instinctively swiped at him with her claws, her own panic starting to set in as her lungs started to burn. Her claws suddenly hit paydirt however, as more blood blossomed in the water, long marks across Idate’s face now. The orca scowled a bit, but didn’t let her go, the two lovebirds being not so gracefully hurled onto shore.

Rocma coughed up a fair bit of water before she turned to Shirogane whose head was still bleeding a bit. She didn’t know what to do, before turning as she heard water splash. She stood tall, her claws ready to slash open Idate’s gut as he climbed onto the berg. He looked at her, his face showing more of a confused expression if anything.

“Are you fucking blind?! Get him to Yukisada numbnuts!” He snapped at her, tossing his cigarette away as blood ran down his own face. Rocma stared longer, more confused and stunned than anything. Idate groaned, grabbing the both of them and dragging them, easily, to Yukisada’s igloo.

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Idate winced a bit as more alcohol was pressed against the light gashes in his face. He would have preferred to drink it, but the owl wasn’t going to let him, the prick, due to it being a blood thinner or something. He glanced over at Rocma, who was wrapped in multiple blankets and towels, lording over Shirogane who was laying on her lap. A long and uncomfortable silence fell over the room as Yukisada did his work fixing everyone up.

“Is he… the wolf, I mean. Is he gonna be okay?” Idate finally spoke, hissing and swearing a bit as he felt the swab press against the cuts again.

“Yes, he is.” Yukisada sighed slightly, grabbing some wrappings to wrap around Idate’s face. “Hold still, please.”

“Why the hell did you jump us?” Rocma snarled, Idate snorting in response.

“Jump you? I was just coming over to say hi.” Idate flashed a casual grin, his hand instinctively feeling around for his smokes and lighter.

“Cut the bullshit!” shouted Rocma, whose eyes were full of blistering fury, which ended up causing Idate to actually fall quiet. That bit came as a genuine surprise to Rocma while she reached down and reflexively rested a hand across Shirogane’s chest in a protective gesture. “Your swimming up scared the hell out of him and the boat tipped. The only reason you were going to come over would be to harass us. Why?”

“If I was going to harass you two, why the hell would I save you, especially after you slashed up my face?” said Idate as he turned his head to snap, only to get pulled back by Yukisada.

“I……I don’t know.” responded Rocma. She went a bit quiet, Idate doing much of the same. She took a moment to gather her thoughts to choose her words carefully. “Why did you save us?” She finally asked after the tension increased tenfold.

“Because I treated you both like shit. It took me a bit of time to realize that but now that I do, I feel shitty about how I treated the both of you.” said Idate frowning. The red of his blood began to return unpleasant memories of that awful red sea. “I was just coming over to apologize, that’s all.” The silence from Rocma was deafening, Yukisada trying to remain silent between the two of them while the orca spilled his proverbial guts to the polar bear across the room.

“Apologize?” Shirogane spoke up, slowly sitting up. Rocma’s head shot down to look at him while she tried to hold him down, but he smiled a bit. “I’m okay, I promise.” He leaned against her, his head still swimming with vertigo and a mild smell of almonds in the room. “Why? Why on earth would I accept an apology from someone like you? You, who’s done nothing but bully and pick on me for as long as I can remember.” Idate winced a bit as he took the words to the face, not being able to respond with much of anything in return. Shirogane was correct, and he had no words that could be given as a valid response.

“My, uh…my last little bender ended…badly. And I realized that I…didn’t have anyone that wanted me back. So,” Idate cleared his dry throat audibly, while Yukisada double checked the wrappings to make sure they were secure. Shirogane was a bit stunned into silence while he slowly was able to support his own weight. Both Rocma and Yukisada tried to stop him but he stumbled slightly across the room before he sat down next to Idate. Up close he could see that he wasn’t lying, and that something really bad had happened to the orca while he was gone.

“The things you’ve done, not just to me but to a lot of people here on the berg…I don’t think it’s any surprise when I say that it’s going to be a long road to get anyone to trust you.” Shirogane stared at the side of Idate’s head, the orca not being able to really look him in the eye.

“I know.” mumbled Idate. He was right, and that was probably the part that hurt the most. The two seemed to let the silence hang in the air while Rocma stood frozen for a moment, not liking the idea of Shirogane being within strangling distance of the orca.

“Thank you for…saving us. Rocma and I, I mean…” Shirogane smiled slightly. “Honestly, I thought you were coming over because you liked her and were going to beat me up…” A small smile could be seen as Idate looked at Shirogane out of the side of his eye.

“…Nah.” said Idate, his hands finally finding his cigarettes and lighter as he pulled out a smoke from the pack. He did his best to keep it out of Yukisada’s reach so it wasn’t put out. “She’s happier with you. And that makes me happy enough.”

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