Hate how Madame Canardist and Vigor are just egregious caricature of Romani people, like this shit pisses me off to no end, I despise it with a passion and it hurts that this is a show for fucking kids. An egregious caricature of Romani people, I also never loved these characters of them being stereotypes of the minority. I need to make an OC for this, maybe something that isn't a caricature.
Solomon is back in Strangerville and he honestly has mixed emotions. He is maintaining his composure and focusing on the task at hand. But something said triggers a wave of nostalgia.
For a second, the past rushes in… then he exhales, squares his shoulders, and get's into the zone.
Context
When Solomon and Taryn 1st went to Strangerville
Solomon embracing Taryn
Solomon and Taryn sharing a moment
When Solomon arrested Fuckboy Erwin
i used to have a dumbass headcanon that Khan doesn’t swear, but i quickly dropped it cos it’s just fucking dumb lmao. he’s a grown ass man- he’s gonna say what he wants.
tho i still like to think that Khan got into the habit of trying not to swear because of the professional environment he’s always in. so at work, he doesn’t swear, but in his personal life, he has an absolute sailor mouth.
Content warnings for part 1: Bird Shedletsky, mentions of scars, sex jokes, strong language
for part 2 maybe: Smut, Lots of it., Breeding kink, Praise kink, Slight Masochism, Soft bondage, Afab reader, Transmasc Shedletsky, Bird Shedletsky
The story is under read more ig
It had been a good long while since you last saw Shedletsky. Of course, it was expected due to how busy he normally was no matter the day. But today was slightly different,since he invited you over to sword fight with him.
Normally that would sound weird if it was any other guy, but to you, it meant everything. Not only did he take time to hang out, he also invited you to partake in one of his most well known hobbies.
You had just gotten your clothes on when Shedletsky was already spamming you.
"Hey dude how was your day"
"How are ya"
"Are you shitting or something lol"
"Did I do something"
"Shut the fuck up, Shed"
"Okay I'll stop spamming my bad"
Such a drama queen he always was.
Oh well, it didn't really matter, you were just very excited to see him again after so much. He probably would not recognize you from how long it has been!
You were closing your door when you felt a light tap on the shoulder.
"Yooo so... Wait... I don't think you're the right person hehe... But this is SUPPOSED to be the right address...? I'm just messing with ya'! Hey, long time no see! You sure have changed, huh..." he started speaking with so much excitement,he forgot to let you talk.
"SHEDLETSKY." you said, firmly.
The bird man flinched at the sudden raise of tone, clearly caught off guard. "Oh my gosh, sorry- I just got carried away- I'm so sorry-"
After apologizing, he signals you to grab onto his waist for a ride to the arena, since it was so far away, and a ride on an Uber would simply just not work.
After a while of flying in pure awkward silence, you got there.
Aaahh, finally. You really thought you were gonna die right there.
Well, whatever, it doesn't matter. Nothing matters. You're here now.
You got ready to draw your sword a-
Where's your sword.
"Hey, buddy, I think you uuhhh... Might've forgotten your sword..."
Shit, he's right. You completely forgot. Ugh, you probably look like an absolute MORON right now.
"Tch- don't worry. I got a spare one. You know I'm always prepared, bud!" You hated that.
"Stop calling me bud, have some respect, dude."
He just tosses you the spare sword. Doesn't seem like it's in the best condition, but it's all you have right now.
After a good couple of rounds, Shedletsky invites you to his "humble abode".
Although it was clearly messy, his house was very nice. Of course, it would look better if he tidied the place, put some decorations,got some...-
"Hey, want a drink?" John asked, abruptly interrupting your train of thought.
You replied with a simple "Uhh, yes please..." before sitting on his couch and patching up your wounds. You must admit, he is really good at his craftsmanship.
After patching yourself up, the man quickly returns with two cold glasses of orange juice. You were really thirsty right now. For the drink too, you suppose.
Shedletsky watches as you swallow the whole glass down in like, half a second with no pauses for air. Do they even have gag reflexes? Uh- nevermind that.
Shedletsky just looks at you and swallows his own spit before sitting next to you.
"So, uhh... Wh... Where'd you learn that?" the man asks.
"Huh?"
"I mean- uhmm... How'd you drink it so fast? The juice I mean."
You reflect the question, following with another question instead.
"Can I help you patch yourself up?"
John quickly turns his gaze into you before confidently responding; "so you wanna see me without my sweater on? You could've just asked!"
Now why the fuck would he say that.
Doesn't matter. You just take off his sweater, trying not to make contact with the injuries you caused earlier.
"Gentle, I like that..."
You turn beet red and take off his sweater rapidly.
Holy did he have an unholy amount of scars-
Shedletsky blurted out an "Oh shit-" before covering himself with his wings at almost lighting speed.
"Don't get too excited next time, pal! Haha..." he manages to say, despite being very obviously shook about everything.
@and-than-i-g0-and-sp0il-it-all here ya go you freak /aff
"Count your days," is what Dulce is thinking.
She WANTS to kill him, but she still feels a little bad for breaking his heart... and she's trying to be in her character development arc! Also, she kind of got herself into this mess.. What's a girl to do in this situation????
Okay, okay. Y'know what? We're overcomplicating things. In response, we have to be well-mannered and considerate. There is a certain image we have to maintain. Dulce will make a video calmly explaining the truth and bring out the receipts. After all, her cookbook wasn't made overnight. There are drafts of her ideas everywhere on her computer and she backed everything up in other places.
This'll be easy to handle! Piece of cake.
Note: I'm kind of exploring different genres with each generation, at least the first three. Generation 1 was more slice-of-life (besides the social commentary on money, power, etc.). Generation 2 is going to be much more telenovela-esque 😅 So if things get a little outlandish, it's supposed to be like that.
I also researched a lot for certain things that are coming up, but I'm just one person so maybe it's not 100% perfect 😭 I don't have an editing team and I'm a very inexperienced writer. Sooooo yeahhh, let's get this next part started!
Start from the beginning (Gen 2)
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Transcript
Dulce: Oh, a text from Rubiya! Did she send me another cat video?
Dulce: Never mind, she didn’t. Why does she want me to see Caruso’s video? Did he become an executive chef? Good for him.
[Thumbnail of Caruso's video titled, "storytime: MY IDEAS WERE STOLEN!!]
Dulce: This better be a clickbait title and this better not be about me.
20 mins into the video...
Caruso's "video" subtitles: Sorry for how long this video ended up being, but yes. In short, Dulce Alegria and I broke up because she was toxic. She treated me unfairly and took my recipes without asking! I was too afraid to speak out.
Caruso's "video" subtitles: However, I now recognize my self-worth will no longer be silenced! It’s time for me to take the credit for my stolen work. Bravo for me.
Caruso's "video" subtitles: I’m proud of myself for finally stepping forward. I was being manipulated and taken advantage of for too long. Thank you for watching.
Dulce: Son of a bitch.
Dulce: Okay, but there is no way people actually believe this. My cookbook is clearly personal to ME. [Scrolls down to read the comments.]