@primaldesire
Would you like to read some of my fluff?
YES PLS
Would you like to read some of my fluff?
YES PLS
Coming right up friend!
Oh shit! I got lost in my PMs! I'll get that fluff OK?
Oh shit! I got lost in my PMs! I'll get that fluff OK?
It's okay! I was doing homework anyway.
FLUFF EXHIBIT #1 READ IF YOU LIKE SHURI, LIGHT-NOVELS AND/OR GAY BOI ROM-COM STUFF!
The jeep bumped slightly as Watan parked it. He gazed at Siegfried, leaving the keys in the ignition, before opening the driver's-side door and getting out. The jeep stayed at a low purr, as Watan slid over the hood. Near the end, he almost fell off, before catching himself in an awkward position.
A naturally worrisome Siegfried snickered, in his singsong way. Watan approached him, taking off his Easterner jacket, it's long, wide sleeves flapped lightly in the wind, the outside was damp, but inside of it, was comfy enough. Watan presented it to Seigfried, the fabric whipping around his chin. He wrapped it over the other boy.
"Thanks." Siegfried huffed, his face splitting into a faultless, childish smile.
"You're welcome, Sieg'." Watan responded, as his spiky blond hair ruffled in the wind like a rainforest canopy. "I'm sorry your motorcycle broke down."
"It's OK… Aren't you cold?" He asked, becoming more worried, his pink, frigid cheeks becoming warm.
"I have the warmth of our friendship to meep me comfortable." He professed.
Siegfried slugged Watan in the shoulder; an unusual thing for a meek boy to do.
"You corny fuck…" He said, trying not to laugh.
Watan stomped over, through the light, thin, icey slush. He pounced, putting Siegfried in a headlock, flicking his forehead a few times.
"That's no way to talk to a guy who just gave you his coat, especially in weather like this." Watan tried to catch snowflakes on his tongue.
Siegfried's blond hair bounced as he laughed.
"I know, I'm sorry…" He apologized gingerly.
Watan marched back to the other side of the jeep, getting back in.
"My ass is wet from the hood of the jeep…" He revealed, chuckling.
The two boys laughed together as they drove through the slush of Sorowina…
RIP IT TO PIECES PEOPLE!
That sounds pretty lowkey gay to me, lol. My story has now took an unexpected turn and it's either going to be really funny, really depressing or maybe to make things more intereasting both.
Yes! Very very gay! But the gay doesn't happen til' book two!
Want more?
Yes! Very very gay! But the gay doesn't happen til' book two!
Want more?
I'm always hungry for more!
FLUFF EXHIBIT #2! YEET!
Watan gave a satisfied sigh as he finally pulled into the outskirts of town. He cruised for a bit, parking in the lot of the nearest inn, taking his keys out of the ignition. He waited, as the distant roar of Siegfried's motorcycle grew closer. He pulled in next to Watan, his engine sputtering before falling silent.
The two boys dismounted, and two pairs of blue eyes scanned the place.
A two-story building with a very strong, brick base, sheetmetal roofs, and the smell of crisp sheets and cold beer wafting from it. Above the entryway, was a woodburnt sign that read 'The Eyeless Boar', and the sounds of music and cheering could be heard.
"Nice pick, Watan." Siegfried congratulated.
Watan's jaw slid to one side, as he rested his left hand on the handlegrip of his flashpistol, ready to burn someone's eyes out if they ran up on his best friend.
"We'll see…" The older, taller boy huffed in a low voice. "Towns like these can be… You know…" He added.
"I know…" Siegfried echoed, running a hand through his neat, dapper hair.
They entered.
The place mostly contained farmers and merchants, although a group of mercenary soldiers, each with a dark long-coat and plasma-rifle, sat around one table. A cheer roused the place as some person proceeded to take shot upon shot.
"Nice place, eh Siegfried?" Watan asked, his face softening.
"Erm… Yeah…" The smaller, younger boy agreed, falsely. He shrank in disappointment, before flinching as a hand rested on his shoulder. It was Watan's.
"If you don't like this place, we can find another." Watan suggested.
"It's fine… I'm too tired to care…"
"You sure?"
Siegfried hugged Watan, who covered him in the long, wide expanse of his kimono-like Easterner jacket. They waltzed to the main counter like this, before Siegfried broke off, muttering thanks.
"Hi there… We need a single room!" Watan greeted a small, mustached innkeeper. He slid twelve coins, only two of them regional West Sorowinian currency, but they would do…
"I'll escort you up in a minute." The innkeeper said.
The boys glanced at eachother, their stares hanging.
"You didn't have to pay the whole thing…" Siegfried said.
"It's fine." The other boy huffed.
"Are you-"
"Sieg'." Watan cut him off, hugging him again. "It's OK… Either way we lose the same amount of money, and gain the same room."
"Yeah… But… Still…"
"Try not to be so irksome, please…" Watan half-joked.
Siegfried sighed.
"I love you…"
"I love you too…"
HERE YOU GUYS GO!
Lol I came out to my friend last night and here are two things she said that I found hilarious: (she’s pan btw)
“I should have known you’re too cool to be straight.”
After I was sitting with my foot up on the table: “I should have known from the way you sit.”
Oooooo~ Is this one of those one bed kind of stories?~ I love those! That's actually what I'm writing right now, except nothing interesting happens except one of them accidentally opens the bathroom door and almost sees the other naked and one of them keeps having nightmares so guess who has to comfort them :))))).
Oooooo~ Is this one of those one bed kind of stories?~ I love those! That's actually what I'm writing right now, except nothing interesting happens
except one of them accidentally opens the bathroom door and almost sees the other naked and one of them keeps having nightmares so guess who has to comfort them :))))).
Mine is a sci-fi/fantasy rom-com about two gay bois who go on a recon mission and end up playing a huge part in winning a worldwide war with an undead Tyrant-King and a Necromancer and their hordes of monsters and armies. There's lots of fluff along the way!
Well, my story is taking an unexpected turn but I'm hoping I can turn it back around later.
Let's just say somebody taking Alex somewhere quieter and Klaus is getting bad vibes all around.
I see.
Oh no Im making it worse
Oh jeez! No matter how it comes out, I I'm pretty sure it'll be good!
This wasn't supposed to happen what am i doing!?!? It was supposed to be soft and fluffy and humorous but now it is taking a dark twist but i cant stop.
Oh jeez! No matter how it comes out, I I'm pretty sure it'll be good!
I know it's going to be good, that's the worst part!
Maybe put some comic relief in there, or have someone saved the day?
Maybe put some comic relief in there, or have someone saved the day?
Someone's going to save the day don't worry! Do you wanna read what I have so far?
Duh!
"It's okay! Rather you didn't assume I was a lesbian… Hey, uh, does your friend know that guy?" Klaus turned around, yet again, and noticed an odd man was uncomfortably close to Alex. The man then started to lead him to the stairs that led to the more quieter floors.
"Sorry, got to go!" Klaus leaped off the stool and tried to keep them both in my line of sight. "I promise I'll pay you!" He yelled over his shoulder. Klaus was too worried about the strange man and his intentions with Alex.
Klaus stayed behind while trekking up the stairs so that he wouldn't be noticed in case it was harmless, which he strongly doubted. Klaus saw that the man's hand was suspiciously low on Alex's back and that there was this sneer on his face that seemed to clarify that he was an evil individual with horrible intentions. Klaus had this great wave of anger hit him, but he kept his distance.
The man led Alex into what looked like an old bedroom that is now used for storage of random junk. The man didn't even bother with closing the door all the way. Klaus crept up to the door very quietly and peeked through the crack. Alex collapsed on the bed with a fit of giggles. The man said something to him but Klaus couldn't completely hear what it was over the loud commotion from downstairs. Alex seemed to be in his own world, too drunk to interpret the plausible danger he was in. Alex tried to push himself into a sitting position only to be pushed back down by the stronger male as he wrapped one hand around his throat. Klaus could hear Alex let out a tiny whimper. Suddenly the man spoke with a voice sounded so sickly bittersweet and cold that Klaus almost wanted to rip his voicebox out so he would never have to hear the sound again.
"Such a pretty little puppet, eh? You can keep whimpering all you want because no one's going to hear you and I'm going to take my sweet, pleasurable time with you." Alex tried to speak but only let out a tiny squeak from how tight the man's grip was against his throat. Klaus was frozen. He couldn't possibly comprehend what was unfolding in front of himself. The man hand went down to his pants. Suddenly, all that anger that swarmed him was suddenly overflowing and he just let go.
Mm. I see.
Seems grim.
Can't wait to see how somebody Saves the Day!
Mm. I see.
Seems grim.
Can't wait to see how somebody Saves the Day!
it's not going to turn out well for Mysterious Man cause Klaus is a fucking German werewolf who isn't afraid to let his anger overtake him.
Interesting! Didn't know he was a werewolf!
Interesting! Didn't know he was a werewolf!
Yeah, I probably should have mentioned that! He's a werewolf from a very successful pack. His father is the Alpha and he's supposed to take over. Packs are kind of like royalty in a way, the eldest child takes over and there is usually a lot of arranged marriages to make peace and give them both benefits. Klaus hates it because he wants to travel, but his father doesn't want him to.
Alex is a generally unlucky guy. His parents died when he was younger by a group who was against demons(his mother is a powerful magick demon and his father is a shapeshifter). Since there is so much magick in him, sometimes it overflows and it attachs itself to his negative emotions so he kind of goes crazy. You should be able to see more in my UNnaturals world. He's one of the first characters to show. His backstory is actually really sad despite his cheerful exterior.
I see!
I love my babies too much ;-;. Thankfully, Alex now has this handsome man to help protect him when gets into his stupid shenanigans.
Yeah, I'm making a story about kids who somehow sold their souls to a Demon Lord, and when they (obviously) get screwed over they seek revenge and their souls back.
I've only actually made one character. but I plan to get it all straightened out soon!
Yeah, I'm making a story about kids who somehow sold their souls to a Demon Lord, and when they (obviously) get screwed over they seek revenge and their souls back.
I've only actually made one character. but I plan to get it all straightened out soon!
oooo, intereasting. I surprisingly don't have a character who sold their soul, but I do have one of the grim reapers as a proud dad of his emo son and his wonderful vampire husband, who somehow tolerates his husband's terrible dad jokes.
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