TheYayToast

WINDENBURG PALACE, 2052

After changing in his private quarters, Miguel headed to Dr Jekyll’s new office to see Miss Fothergill storming out of it, flashing him a steely glare as she passed. The sort of glare that made him shiver like a carcass’s muscles contracting. 

A kingdom ruled by a deadly siren. A court overrun with enemies. If Melody wants to keep her throne, she’ll have to rely on the one human who doesn’t die at the sound of her singing.

GENRE: Action, Fantasy, Romance.

Warnings: contains violence, death and mild sexual themes.

Updates are every Saturday.

You can also read this story on Wordpress(traditional prose with screenshots) and onBluesky.

CHAPTERS: To read chapters 1 - 20, click here. PART 2

⋆.✏ ̊Based on an anonymous ask i had gotten previously about a reader who only responds to soft and gentle commands. (sorry i probably lost the orginal question)

He always phrases his words in a way that isn't demanding, never a "eat lunch" always a "let's eat lunch, yeah?".

Knows when your spine goes rigid and your speech stutters when someone around you is demanding and you refuse to function or act accordingly.

Your stubbornness doesn't anger him. He knows why it happens.

Instead of snapping, he simply gives a patient, steady look.

"Talk to me. Don't hide from me".

Lowers your walls and grounds you with slow breathing, warm hands, and quiet words—"I'm right here,".

someone talks to you sharply, he steps between you and them—not aggressively, but with a quiet force that shuts the other person up. Then he turns to you, voice always soft and grounding.

“You alright, sweetheart?”

When you’re overwhelmed, he tilts your chin up with two fingers to check in on you, to make sure you're okay.

"Too much?" he asks softly.

Never forces you to hurry up, let's you take your own pace with things. Gives you a task and walks away expecting and knowing you'd finish it at your own pace.

Always praises you and rewards you when you're done.

A head pat followed by, "good job, love" and a forehead kiss.

And when you feel patronized and babied, when you refuse to do something and accuse him of treating and talking to you like a child.

He simply shrugs, shoulders relaxed and says “I’m not," brushes your hair behind your ear. "I'm talking to you like someone who matters to me."

⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

Idk if this deserves to be a 1k special (⁠〒⁠﹏⁠〒⁠) but I just finished my exams and I needed to post this.

Bit of a PSA from your fandom big sister that I wish didn't need to be spelled out. I promise I'm not hating and I'm saying this with love.

I've seen a concerning trend in ficlets on Tumblr claiming copyright or IP on derivative works, and even linking donation pages directly on these ficlets asking for money for them.

Bestie that's copyright infringement.

You have every right to ask people not to repost. It's valid to not want your work copied.

You do not have the right to claim copyright on something that isn't your intellectual property. If you didn't create the characters or the world you are writing about, that is a derivative work you have no claim to.

Back in the not-so-old days of the internet, we used to have to spell this out each time we posted a fic. You'd see disclaimers like "I do not own these characters, copyright belongs to X" or clarifying that the post was protected under fair use and we were not making money from it. Any money you make in direct relation to posting derivative work can be claimed by the actual IP holder in court, and claiming you have copyright when you don't is just asking to be investigated or sent a cease and desist.

Please do not put yourself or the community at risk.

Hello Anon and to anyone else who stumbles across this post! <3

I've been struggling to come up with what to reply to this message, so I've decided on simple honesty.

Last year was a really tough year for me and I thought no one was reading my story so I quit. It feels really nice to hear that someone out there did read and enjoy Empress of the Otherside.

I don't know if I'll come back to Empress or my other comic, Star Brite, but I'm happy to know that someone out there remembers they exist. Thanks Anon.

To anyone else that stumbles upon this post, please remember that even when things are at their worst for ya, someone out there is reading and connecting with the stories you're telling, the art you're drawing, and the worlds you are building. Keep your head up.