Fun With Lovecraftian Things- A Thate Valentine’s Day Special
What happens when an otherworldly creature with almost limitless powers discovers Valentine’s Day? I guess Kate is about to find out.
If you want to see everything else with these characters and my other works with strange creatures and characters then my masterlist is here
About 1000 words below so if you got that time, click on through for cuteness.
Kate tosses her keys in their usual basket as she enters the familiar apartment. She locks the door and wrenches her shoes off still half laced. She turns to walk into the kitchen.
“Gah!” She hollers, falling backward onto the tattered door mat. “Don’t do that!” She commands, slowly rising to her feet with a hand over her chest.
Thain slides over and helps her to her feet. “Sorry, I wanted to announce myself but didn’t want to startle you.”
“So instead you hovered silently just in my peripheral, the most normal of alternatives.”
“Well, I—”
“Don’t worry.” Kate says waving her hand dismissively before leaning in to hug Thain. “Just clear your thro-er, make a coughing noise. A quiet coughing noise.”
Thain nodded and embraced her with one pair of arms and gently brushed the hair away from her face with the other. “How was your day?”
“Better now.” Kate says smiling up at Thain, she kisses his chest. “Have I ever told you I’m glad you don’t wear shirts.”
Thain gestures with one pair of arms to the other. “Human shirts tend to lack the required sleeves, so...”
“What a happy accident that is.” Kate says kissing Thain’s chest again before turning back to go to the kitchen again. “And what has my star forger been up to?” She asks over her shoulder.
Thain follows slowly. “Well, actually I learned that today is a customary day of celebration in most cultures. Valentine’s day! So I—”
“Ugh.” Kate groans.
“Something the matter?”
“No.” Kate says insincerely. “Not unless you think something is the matter with big companies playing on the expectations of women for profit. Not unless you think something is wrong with celebrating some guys execution by pressuring guys to buy a bunch of flowers that won’t last the week just because it’s become a social obligation. Not unless you think something is the matter with further ostracizing and alienating those who are alone or don’t desire romance and thusly damage their self worth as people for not being able to participate in the ‘normal’ thing to do. So unless you think there is something the matter with that then no there is nothing the matter.” Kate breathes heavy from her rapid fire tirade.
“Oh.” Thain says quietly. “I did not know those parts of it.”
Kate hangs her head. “Oh god. Did you already get me something?” She asks, looking over her shoulder at her inhuman love.
“No.” Thain replies sheepishly. His tentacles curl up beneath him, coiling away from Kate and the faint glowing lines beneath his skin fade. Arcane symbols trail down two arms, which he tucks behind his back.
“Hey! Stop that, I know that one, that’s the disappearing stuff one, you stop that!” She says pointing behind his Thain’s back. Thain quickly puts his arms front and center and ceases the magic.
Kate buries her face in her hands and slowly slides down the wall into a ball. “Ughhhhh, I’m such a bonehead. I didn’t mean all that, well I did but not like how it sounded.”
Thain glides over to her, sinking low to the floor, his tentacles splaying out to allow him to sink low to the floor. He touches her knee while nervously tenting the fingers on his other pair of arms. “It’s fine. I should have asked. I know humans are all different, if you were all the same then you wouldn’t be so special to me, just another human. I should have asked if you celebrated it before I did anything. I just got too excited with the idea. Was so much fun for me I never guessed it wouldn’t be for you. Sorry.”
Kate puts a hand on his, feeling the familiar warmth of her otherworldly lover and the tingling spark of his existence reconciling with reality. “No need to apologize, I’ve just been bitter about this whole thing for awhile. Guess it’s a hard habit to break. I actually really like chocolate.”
“I know.” Thain says warmly, the room seems a touch brighter somehow.
Kate looks to Thain, tracing the glowing green veins that snake across his smooth face with her eyes. “Did you get me any?”
The glow pulses then fades. “No.”
“Oh.”
“I actually made you something.”
“Oh!” Kate says excitedly. “What is it? It’s not something worldbreaking is it? You didn’t rearrange a constellation or something, because that could really mess with astronomers and set back a lot of our study of space to—”
“It’s a mug.” Thain says. Energies swirl between his hands as a large mug of polished black appears as though it were smoke blown in by an errant wind. The entire spectacle causes a dull throbbing pain where Kate’s brain comprehends the impossible.
Thain slowly turns it around to reveal a series of disjointed glyphs and unnatural icons. “It, uh, it says ‘My boyfriend is out of this world’ in the language of the nomadic star stalkers. It’s funny because I am.” Thain scratches the back of his head and makes a sighing sound. “You already knew that, though.”
Kate takes the mug and runs her hands over it, the surface seems almost unsettlingly smooth and vibrates at an almost imperceptible frequency making it feel electric to the touch. “What did you make this from?” She asks, turning it over and examining the inside and bottom.
“Mostly compressed asteroid dust from a belt that orbits a binary star that is actually a pair of outworld beings entrapped in burning radiation for the safety of every other living thing. Oh, uhm, it’s not microwave safe.” Thain watches Kate’s expression carefully. “Do you like it?”
Kate throws her arms around the silvery shoulders of her love and kisses its neck. “I love it. This is the sweetest gift I’ve ever received. Thank you so much.”
“We should try it out.” Thain says one pair of hands helping Kate to hold it upright as the other pair sit folded behind his back.
Kate nods happily. “Yeah, I could go for some—what are you doing?” She asks suspiciously as Thain begins pouring a liquid from a small swirling vortex he conjured up.
“It’s evening. You always have coffee in the morning, never after 10 am, so I am pouring tea.” Thain says plainly.
“Oh that part is obvious.” Kate rolls her eyes. “I mean where is it literally coming from?”
“It’s complicated.”
“I just received a mug made from dust irradiated by two creatures I don’t even want to ask about, engraved in words of a language that we will talk about another time from, essentially, a god who just hangs out in my apartment sometimes. I think I can handle it.” Kate says.
Thain nods. “That’s fair. Some of my offerings were of fragrant leaves and spices. And while bringing them in their entirety would cause them to age, I can fuse their essence into water and it will carry the properties of the substances in their state from my realm to here without aging.”
“So this is millennia old ceremonial sacrificial tea?”
“Yes.” Thain says, sitting back, finishing the pour.
“Nice.” Kate takes a drink. “Oh damn, that’s good.” She cradles the warm mug and hovering lights trace the lettering on the outside.
“Happy Valentine’s day.” Thain says caressing Kate’s cheek.
She nuzzles into it. “Happy Valentine’s day.”
Tag List
Tag time @sincerestaffect @typeaadventures @hypnocutiegypsy@raiswanson @creativityflows @cogwrites @paper-shield-and-wooden-sword @siarven @asttralhell @my-words-are-light @beautifulimposter25 @ravenpuffwriter @delusioninabox @tundra-tiger @thespooniewrites
If you want on or off the tag list just let me know and as always if you want to see me do anything with eldritch creatures just shoot me a message or ask or whatever with a genre or setting you want me to play around with and I’ll see what I can do.
