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Anthro/Furry

Prosthetics

Robots

Humans

Fairies/Fae

Aliens

Mild Blood

Weaponry

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Gore/Vore

NSFW

Incest/Pedophilia

N*zi

Hate/Spite Art

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The plot centers on Nesta Archeron, an executive who learns that she may face deportation back to Canada from the U.S. because of her expired VISA. Determined to retain her position as editor-in-cheif of a publishing house, she convinces her assistant, Cassian Paxton, to temporarily act as her fiancé.

Previous: Chapter 11

Next: Chapter 13 (WIP)

Author's note: Hello everyone. It's been quite a long time since I've posted a new chapter but thing's haven't gone well for me these last few years and i've been focusing on my own personal things, plus art and university that I had to drop out writting for a moment. I also dropped art as well since July with little to no progress today, plus University finals. So yeah, I'm tired as heck. But anyway, I'll try and finish my ACOTAR projects here and see what happens next. Until then, enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 12: I Forgot

A bit later, Cassian was waiting for Nesta on the boat, trying to catch a bit of Z’s while the ladies did whatever they needed to her. He pried his eyes open when he heard familiar raging steps coming from the docks. As expected, Nesta was just making her way back to the boat and she didn't look that happy. The big guy assumed something got to her and just sighed. “All right.” He got up from his napping spot and revved up the boat’s engine. While Nesta made her way down to the boat, Cassian finished up with the ropes “This is untied. Hop on in.” He said, still a bit tired as he went to secure everything when the boat suddenly rushed off and away from the docks. He almost fell overboard by this and turned to see that Nesta was driving. “HEY!” He got up, holding onto the seats to keep his balance. “Hey, hey, hey! WHOA! What… Mind telling me what the hell's wrong?!” He asked rather bewildered.

Nesta looked distraught as she said. “I needed to get away from everybody!”

“What's wrong?!” Cassian asked again, managing to take a seat before Nesta could make another wild move.

“Nothing! Just stop talking, please!” Nesta snapped as she drove the boat as far from the docks and basically in the middle of the lake. She had no intention of stopping.

Cassian, still confused on why she’s doing this, asked again. “Would you mind telling me

what's happening now?!” He looked at her while making sure she didn't crash them into a buoy or something. When she didn't respond he called her name. “Nesta?!” He said but when she still refused to answer, he called again. “Nesta!!!”

Nesta then broke her walls. “I FORGOT, OK?!”

“You forgot what?!” Cassian asked, still holding on for dear life.

Nesta’s grip on the wheel tightened. “I forgot what it was like to have a family!” She said, still distraught. “I've been on my own since I was 16!” She continued. “… And I forgot what it felt like to have people love you and make you breakfast, and say, "Hey! We'd love to come down for the holidays!" And I say, "Well, why don't we come up and see you instead?" She said while Cassien focused on her and forward as she spoke all of this. “… And give you necklaces! And you have all that here, and you have Tania, and I'm just screwing it up!” She screamed a little before Cassian retaliated.

“Hey, you're not screwing it up! I agreed to this! You were there, remember?!” He said, reminding her that they were in this whole ass mess together.

Nesta shook her head a little. “Your family loves you! Do you know that?!” She asked. Not only because she wanted him to know that, but because she was dragging him and his family deeper into things that aren't even true or legal.

“I know that! Yes!” Cassian nods at her question.

Nesta finally got to fully look at him. “You're willing to put them through this?!”

“They're not gonna find out!” Cassian glared at her as if the question itself was ridiculous.

“How do you know?!” Nesta asked again, still looking at him.

“Because you said so yourself!!!” He argued.

“But what if Mor-” Nesta then realized, making her let go of the wheel. “Oh, my God- If Mor found out!”

“WHOA! NESTA! WHAT THE HELL!” Cassian got a hold of the wheel as they exchanged seats and made the boat wobble a bit through this ordeal.

Nesta continued. “Oh, my God! What if Rhys finds out?!”

“The boat is moving! You can’t just-” Cassian tried to get her to her senses but she just kept at it.

“Cass, if Rhys finds out, he's gonna have a heart attack!” Nesta said, now taking notice of the extent of their problems.

“It's gonna be fine!” Cassien tried to reassure her.

“He's gonna have a heart attack!” Nesta repeated

“We’re gonna be fine-” Cassian said but noticed the buoy in front of them. “Hold on!” He turned the boat in time, but in doing so, Nesta fell off into the water. “Listen, I don't think that hijacking a boat is a proper way to express your frustration!” Cassian said, still not taking notice of Nesta’s fall. “Now… Oh, great. Now you decide to shut up!” He turned to see her gone and literally struggling to stay afloat. “Nesta?!”

“C-Cassian!” Nesta called to him, nearly going under.

Cassian cursed seeing this. “Nesta?!”

Nesta coughed hard, still trying to stay afloat “Cassian!

“Nesta!” Cassian turned the boat as fast as he could and made his way towards her.

Nesta was in trouble. She can’t do long distances, even less staying afloat when frustrated and probably disoriented. “I can't stay up much longer!”

“Nesta! To the buoy!” Cassian waved his hand to the side a little.

Nesta couldn't hear him within her struggles and the water in her ears. “What?!”

“To the buoy!!” He screamed a little louder.

Nesta looked behind her and saw the red old buoy. “O-OK!” She coughed as she managed to swim her way and grab onto the bars.

Cassian slowed down as saw her heaving and coughing, holding onto the buoy for dear life. He set the boat next to her and reached out his hand for her. “All right, come on! Give me your hand!” He said but Nesta wouldn’t budge. He then said more sternly. “Hey! Give me your hand!” She snapped a little out of her scare but still wouldn't move much. “Nesta!” Cassian tried again with his stern tone. Nesta tried to reach for his hand. “Give me-” Cassian tried to grab her but she missed, still not sure if she would get pulled out of the water or go under. “Come on, give me your hand!” He said as she finally got hold of his hand, giving him the chance to pull her back onto the boat. “Come on, come on. I got you. I got you.” He carried her and sat her down. He searched the boat and got an emergency blanket, just in case something like this happened. “I got you.” He reassured her, wrapping the blanket around her. Nesta was shivering violently. “Come on. God, what the hell were you thinking?” Cassian asked, still stern but it was more softer this time. “You could've gotten yourself killed.”

Nesta stammered on her words and failed to keep her tone sharp. “Y-You turned the boat… a-and made me fall in, y-you jackass..”

“You let go of the steering wheel, Nes..” He said, sitting next to her and pulling her into his embrace.

Nesta sobbed a little. “I'm sorry.. I'm sorry.”

“It’s all right, come here.” Cassian didn’t say anything else as he just rubbed her arm to keep her warm while whispering. “You've got to get warm. Come on..” She sobbed again, clinging onto him. “Come on. It's ok… That's ok, it's ok…” He kept her close, letting her calm down from this harsh experience. He himself started to reconsider their choices in the matter but then again… seeing her so vulnerable before and after this accident… it was hard to back down… he would do anything for her, not because she was his boss.. but because he had hopelessly fallen hard for her. He stared into the vastness of the lake, feeling her calm down but still shivering. He didn’t let go… He never wanted to let go.

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I'm not sure how old this is, but just to let you know that my commissions are open.

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HAPPY BDAY AMY ROSE!

This was meant to be posted yesterday, but I fell asleep. ;-;

As you can see, I made her more mature here, half interested in Sonic and more focused on her own goals.

Sonic, however,has developed a new issue. For some reason, Amy with a scythe feels both unnerving and arousing-

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"Careful!" Hiro held Mira as she lost her footing. The two knelt for a moment to rest. "How are you feeling?"

Mira let's out a tired chuckle. "I will be fine, my love. I'm not as thin like before and I am more delicate now" she said. Hiro held her chin, making her look at him. "O-Oh!"

"Mira... I said it once and I will say it again... You are the most beautiful female I have laid eyes on.." This made the vixen chuckle. "Alright, what are you laughing at now?" He frowned.

"You said that same line the day of our arranged marriage" Mira cupped his cheeks as she giggled. "I remember I destroyed your male parts.~" She flirted.

Hiro gently pinned her down. "Yeah, the male parts that left you surprised for weeks.~" He flirted back. The two chuckled and nuzzled. "Mira, I am scared.. what if... the day you conceive-" Mira hushed him.

"Let the future be in the future, my love... but.., promise me that, if I do leave... take care of our child... do not mourn.." She said while drying his tears. "I will be in your heart... always and forever..."

"Mira-"

"Promise me that... please..." Mira begged him, to which Hiro sighed defeated, taking in a tremulous breath.

"I promise.."

One of my art pieces... don't judge me, ok? I love what I draw.

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Hhhhhhh. I'm so sorry for this sudden hiatus, I'm having a rough time. I'll try to keep my stories updated.

P.S: May now post some of my personal art and stories.

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I apologize for my lack of activity. I've been quite busy with my university work and how it's slightly affecting my creativity for writing as of my creativity for digital art (To which is probably why I'm also lacking in writing.)

Anyway, I deeply apologize again. I'll try to keep my stories updated and enjoyable. But please do be patient with me, I have a lot in my agenda. Have a good day or night.

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Patching Up a Broken Heart (1/2)

The night was quiet and unsettling, it was bothering me. Feyre hasn't returned to the house and it was already past her curfew, not to mention that we had to attend Physics Class early before we get a tardy and an earful from Mrs.Weaver. I glanced at the clock for like, the tenth time and she hasn't returned.

“Get a hold of yourself Rhys.. She’s just your bestie and roomie. She has every right to do what she wants.” And by THAT means letting her have fun with that so called asshole of a Tool. Clearly, the guy just wants a pretty face and to get laid and not give her the attention needed. I snapped out of my racing thoughts when the front door creaked open, the clacking of heels growing louder with every step. I cleared my voice and proceeded to turn to her. “Looks like someone got back past curfew~ Seriously Feyre Darling, coming back at this hour is way too far off your own schedule. You should've thought of it better-” My smirk faltered when I saw her face. Her eyes were red, nose a bit puffy and her lips quivering nonstop. I rose from the couch. “Feyre? What happened?”

She didn't say anything and rushed to her room. The clatter of her heels on the wooden floor was quick and raging. Before I could even call for her again, she slammed the door shut, making me flinch. Damn, her strength sometimes scares me. I don't want to recall the time she man-handled me from a club, half drunk and almost going to bed with a girl he swore not to even think of. I shook away the thought and walked to her door, knocking a few times. “Feyre? It's not polite to storm in and slam the door. Please darling, tell me what's wrong.”

“Nothing is wrong..” I heard her from the other side, her voice a bit hoarse as if she was screaming. I could hear her sobbing after she’d replied and I just couldn't stand it.

“Feyre, quit being a bitch for two minutes and just let me in or else I'll go against your ‘No Breaking Down the Door’ rule.”

“Just leave me alone! I'm fine! Quit being a bitch yourself!”

I gasped, a bit offended. “Now just for that, I'm coming in. Get ready to not have a door for the next week.” I said and I heard her sniff harshly.

“Don’t you fucking dare, Rhys!”

“Breaking the door in three… two..” Before I could continue, she threw something at the door with a loud thud.

“The door is open. Use it like a civilized man, for God’s sake!” She said. And with that, I let myself in. She was laying down on her bed, hugging a pillow to cover half of her face. I sigh a little.

“Ok, now that I'm here against your will.. Mind telling me what happened?” I walked closer to her, a bit weary that she might throw me something. God, I hope it's not one of her heel shoes. I learned the hard way the first time we met how strong she was at throwing. When she didn't answer me, I plopped on the bed next to her and moved a bit closer. “Feyre? Roomie? Bestie?... Darling?”

“What?” She barely snapped. Barely. I poked her back.

“I didn't just threaten to break down your door to just lay next to you and not do anything.” I could hear her roll her eyes as I caressed her shoulder gently. “You can tell me anything, okay? We can also make the ‘A thought for a thought’ truce.” She didn't say anything and I continued. “When you didn't return to the house in time… I was worried my roommate, my best friend, had gotten into trouble and I had half a mind to find you and get you back home. You had no idea how many times had I glanced at the clock when you were like… twenty minutes late.” I said with a small chuckle but then stopped when she slightly huffed a laugh. Silence fell in the room as she did not return the thought. I took it as a message to not push any further and was about to get up when she turned to face me.

“Tamlin broke up with me… in front of everyone.” She barely whispered. At that, I felt a wave of rage in my chest.

“He did what?” Feyre gave me a look as if telling me to not talk about it. “Oh do not give me that look. That bastard has made the biggest fucked up mistake in all the history of Prythian University. If I was a professor here and teach a manners class, I’d stick a solid F right up his sorry ass.” I could see her trying to smile at that because her lips were barely quirking up but she huffed.

“Forget it. It aint worth it.” She said. For fuck’s sake Feyre! I’m not giving up that easily.

“.. You’re right…” I said and she looked at me in disbelief. Now is my chance. “What's worth is driving up to his house, knocking some senses… and some teeth.. into him. Then, once he’s out cold, I'll bring Cass and Az and spray paint in red his entire house with tons of F’s and a quote saying: F for failing at manners. After that’s done, we’ll post it on social media as if we haven't even done it! It's the perfect plan-” I heard her laughing, and it somehow made my chest fill with pride.

“You wouldn't!” She said breathlessly. I scoffed dramatically.

“Oh yes I would and I'm being completely serious!” I said and Feyre had the audacity to hit my arm. “Ouch!”

“Stop plotting revenge you prick.” She smiled, wiping away her tears. I held her hands. “You’re overreacting.”

“I am not. It would be worth it to see the look of his face.” I said, making her laugh again. I pulled her close, wrapping my arms around her as she rested her head on my chest. It’s nice, it always felt nice. “He doesn't deserve you. He doesnt deserve how amazing you are.”

“Don't get corny-”

“I'm being serious. You’re creative, artistic, ridiculously strong.. enough to even throw a shoe at someone’s head..” She chuckled nervously. Ah, so she still remembers that. The thought made me chuckle. “You’re incredibly talented with the bow and arrows.. Damn, I can't even describe how beautiful you are.”

She scoffed at that. “As if.”

I growled a little. “Feyre, you better believe me when I tell you you’re beautiful. And I mean it in every sense of the word.”

“You’re gross..” I felt my face heat up a little at that comment.

“Ok.. Maybe not all the senses..” She huffed a laugh. I hugged her close as she squirmed a little to look at me. God, those eyes still made me feel strange.. like I was being lit up or something. I cleared my voice. “The point is… People like him don’t deserve someone like you. You’re too perfect.”

She made a humming noise. “Is that bad?”

“Feyre… If that was bad, you and I wouldn't even be hosting Fifty Question Nights every Friday to see who’s the bestest friend. We were pretty much tied last time.”

“Fair, fair.” Ferye chuckled and I couldn't help but smile. She then sighed deeply, as if she was holding her breath. “Still feel bad about it tho..”

“Yeah I know.” I stood up and dragged her with me. “Which is why we’re eating ice cream and watch some trivia videos.”

She gave me a look. “Ice cream at this hour? The stores will be closed.”

“I may or may have not bought two buckets.” I smirked and she gapped at me. Before she could ask, I spoke. “I was going to eat them for myself..” I dramatically held my hand to my forehead. “But since I have a reputation, I just can't be a greedy and selfish man. So it is why I must share with the damsel knight in front of me.”

“You’re an idiot.” She crossed her arms and I gasped, holding my hand to my chest.

“I’m certainly not!” I said before she punched my shoulder. We both chuckled. “Ok ok, I'll quit it with the drama queen act.” I couldn't help but smile. and I was pretty much relaxed when she smiled back at me with small sniffs.

About a few minutes later, we were on the couch eating the ice cream straight from the bucket while watching riddles on her laptop. She then shifted on my shoulder as I carefully held her close. I hesitated a little but I asked. “How are you feeling?”

Feyre took about a minute before responding. “Maybe a little bit better than a few minutes ago.” I sighed a little before glancing at the screen. “What about you?”

I took a moment before answering. “I feel like I want to send him to the hospital.” Maybe my answer shocked her because she glared at me. “What? Im pissed.”

“I know you are but I told you not to plot your revenge.” Feyre said sternly and I was just about to object when her phone went off.

“Joink!” I took it before she could even grab it. Great, speak of the devil. She probably saw my malevolent smirk because she tried to snatch her phone from my hands.

“Rhys, Rhys, Rhys!” Her voice grew louder with every word. “Whatever you're thinking, it’s a bad idea!”

“I'm not thinking about anything..” I said while I shot him a text: Come here, then we could talk. I then blocked the number, shut down her phone and placed it on the coffee table. “Now we just have to wait.”

“What did you-”

“It's nothing important and it's better if you don't know. Let's keep watching the video.” I said with a far from innocent smile. She hummed with suspicion before resting on my shoulder. We've spent another half hour on the couch, now watching people making rings out of wood and epoxy resin, when we heard a knock on the door. Perfect~ “That's for me~”

“Rhys?” Feyre asked in question, saying my name a little longer. I just gave her a wink.

“Relax, Darling.~ Just wait here while I answer the door.” I purred before opening the door. Right there as I expected him to be. “Well well well, if it isn't good old Tamlin.” I smirked when he grumbled in annoyance.

“Is Feyre here?” He asked. I was about to see red and it took a lot of effort to not punch him sooner than planned. So I said instead..

“Wise of you to assume she’s here. Would you like to leave a message?” I said with the slightest of purrs when he tried to shove me aside.

“Just let me talk to-” I punched him harder than I anticipated in the gut. Tamlin fell to his knee, holding himself and gasping when I made him look at me by yanking his blonde hair as hard as I could.

“Listen here you little shit. Don't you ever lay a hand on Feyre.. don't even look at her.. don't even speak of her… don't even think of her ever again. I want you to stay as far away from her. Clear?” I asked. When he didn't reply and punched his face as hard as I could before yanking him to look at me. “Clear!?”

“C-Clear..” Tamlin struggled to speak before I released him and slammed the door to his face. My only hope is that I broke his nose as well. When I turned, Feyre was glancing at me oddly, as if i had just appeared out of mid air before her expression turned raged.

“The fuck was that!?” I just rolled my eyes at her.

“Just straight up did you a favor.” When she kept glaring at me, I sighed in defeat. “I plotted it when I sent him that text.. Happy?”

I could see how Feyre glared at me. “No!”

I sigh deeply and proceeded to sit back next to her. “Listen, I know that any amount of violence does not help you in any way.” I took the empty bucket and placed it on the coffee table. “Look, you’re going through a massive break up and clearly you don't want to be like when your sister dealt with her own by sleeping with random guys.”I made my point because she started to bit down on her lip. I continued while offering my open arms. “So, instead of doing that, why not hug a guy who you trust enough to even hit in the face?” She huffed a laugh at that and hugged me, wrapping her arms around my middle while she sniffed.

“You’re a prick.” She whispered.

“A prick who's willing to support you.” I whispered and held her close and laid her on top of me on the couch. “Also, just because I'm doing this, doesn't mean you’ll get a free cuddle session whenever you want to. Just when needed.” I chuckled when she pinched me.

“I’ll cuddle with you whenever I want.” She said as she nodded on my chest. We stayed silent for a little while when Feyre shifted to my side. “Do I.. really deserve more than him?” My chest ached painfully when she asked that. I caressed her shoulder for a moment.

“You deserve better, Feyre. You deserve someone who will even give you the moon without you even asking it.” I said honestly, but not completely. I wasn't ready, not yet. It's not the time or the moment to confess to her. So instead, I shifted to my side to kiss her forehead. “You deserve the universe. And whoever is lucky enough to accomplish that, they will have my utter respect.” I smirked and she chuckled.

“That’s now a bit too corny.” Her smirk made me groan in annoyance.

“I am trying to cheer you up, not trying to embarrass myself, Feyre Darling.” I smiled when she laughed. God, I would give everything to hear her laugh. See her smile. I shook the thought away and kissed her forehead once, twice, before caressing her golden-brown hair. She sighed and nestled in closer. I swallowed a sigh and asked. “Shall we turn off your laptop and sleep for the night? I can call in and say that we ate something that made us sick.”

Feyre looked at me, frowning. “Won’t Mrs. Weaver give us another earful?” I grimaced.

“Unless you want a stressful day of Physics, my best bet is to stay at home for the day. We can ask Azriel for the class’ notes.” I said with a shrug and she hummed with a nod.

“Alright then.” She said. We got up and proceeded to clean up the living room before laying back down on her bed, not letting go. We cuddled for almost half an hour when her breathing slowed a little and her body had gone still. I could tell she’d fallen asleep. Holding her close, I let my mind wander about what I’d said to her. She could move on, be as joyful as before, then meet someone new and I'll be watching from… I suddenly stopped thinking about it as realization hit me like a bucket of cold water.

My chest ached more than before as it heaved heavily but I took deep breaths to calm down, hoping Feyre wouldn't wake up with the movement. I closed my eyes, trying to think of something, anything… But I couldn't.. I can't fall asleep now… The thought was in my head… And I wondered how I'll manage tomorrow myself.

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Some IC carnaval headcanons

because since I can’t go out and enjoy the holiday at least I’ll pretend some of my fav characters can

everyone out on the street on the first night (some may have received threats from Mor and Cassian to come

Feysand wearing matching costumes

Mor using an insane amount of glitter, doing Feyre’s make up (the batboys also ended up with glitter make up)

MOR DANCING FUNK !!!! Feyre is more reserved at first but she joins as well

Cassian does too and tries his best to drag Azriel along

Rhys completely LOSING his mind looking at his wife and he just can’t help himself and kisses her

everyone teasing them to go get a room because they simply do not stop

also Cassian and Feyre dancing all the forró songs together to make rhys jealous

Azriel observing everyone and everything and pointing the most absurd things to Feyre

all of them drinking caipirinha because it’s a crime not to

Amren drinking all the most dubious drinks

Cassian and Mor searching for food in the most questionable food stalls (which are all of them) and the rest of the gang nearly freaking out bc food poison

Mor and Cassian refusing to leave until sunrise

Cassian drinking way too much and his brothers have to drag him home

a very grumpy Amren supervising very drunk Feyre and Mor on the way back

the next night Cassian makes Rhys and Azriel wear matching costumes with him

and also has to think of all threats and blackmail possible for the ic to go the other 3 days bc he has costumes for everyone

except for Amren because he doesn’t have a death wish

after the second/third night Feysand just wants to stay home and enjoy the holiday cuddling and fucking

Also they would totally just disappear for an hour or so and then come back with the most innocent faces while everyone looked at them accusingly

Some other things I’ll keep to myself because they’d take way too much explanation if you don’t know the context

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Tell me why this isn't made into a fanfic!?!? This headcannon would've totally worth reading!!!

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Why do I see Cassian doing this? 🤣