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The Adventures Of Being Caine’s Wife: PSYCHE is now out!
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Sneak Peek of chapter 15 of my story “BE KIND!: Horror Game Show AU”
Caine was pulled left and right the entire day. Nothing that he wasn’t used to, and he enjoyed keeping himself busy. He was perfectly fine with being busy throughout the day, if it wasn’t for him thinking about you nonstop, wondering what you had been doing in his absence.
He hadn’t gotten the chance to speak with you much earlier in the day, as Pomni had taken up much of his space as she talked to him about the upcoming show. He saw how you held back, watching him from afar. He wanted to get by your side so quickly, but he couldn’t, not with his needy host wanting his attention.
It didn’t help that Abel took it upon himself to stand beside you, his brother shooting him a knowing smirk at one point. You had looked so uncomfortable under Abel’s condescending stare. And his younger brother was so amused, like he loved that you were still afraid. Abel was eating up how meek you were, and that’s not what Caine wanted.
Damn his brother and his love for feeling superior.
But even after he was finished talking to Pomni, he couldn’t find you anywhere, especially when his staff needed him for the littlest things. Caine could feel your presence, but it was faint, and he didn’t get the chance to search for you with his All Seeing Eyes. After a while, Caine settled within himself that you had found another station to be at to learn about the behind the scenes. Caine really hoped that you were with Queenie or Gangle, maybe even with Ragatha.
The last thing he needed was for the knucklehead trio to find you and be a bad influence on you. That was the LAST group of people he would ever have you stick with due to their irresponsibility from time to time.
Caine couldn’t dwell on it much longer as a knock interrupted his train of thought. He frowns, turning his eyes over to the door. He didn’t even get the chance to allow entry to whoever was at the door, as a glowing sphere squeezes through the crack of the door and floats right in.
Of course it was Bubble. The little shit grinning as he floats right in without a care in the world. Caine was a little surprised that he decided to knock in the first place, but he knew that his little assistant didn’t need anything. “You only have two reasons for being in here”, Caine declares.
“One, you’re here to spread some information. Or two, you want to be a nuisance to me.”
Bubble snickers, knowing that one of the two statements was truthful. “Correctttt~. Haha, I don’t even know how you don’t know about this.”
The right side of Caine’s upper teeth lifts, imitating a brow being raised. “Continue.”
“Well, Ribbit and Jac finished their assignment with a little help from the new girl~.”
“Y/n? Why the hell would she be—?!”
Caine leaves from one of the bookshelves and to his desk. On it was a crystal ball, one of his main sources that allowed him to survey the Macroverse and the human world. He plops down at his chair and flicks his finger against the glass ball. The ball swirls and shifts with different colors until he spots Ribbit and Jax. And just like Bubble says, you were right there with them.
In a revealing outfit that seemed to short circuit his thoughts.
Currently writing chapter 15 for “BE KIND!”
Not even gonna lie to you guys, writing 5,000 words for my last story wore me out. But I think my plan is going to be to focus on BE KIND! until I get to the juicy part of the plot and then take a short break and focus on part two of TAOBCW: PSYCHE (The Adventures Of Being Caine’s Wife). Then, when I get to a juicy part in that story, it’ll flip
I will say that Fall semester classes are about to begin shortly so I may have to be considerate with time and opportunity, but imma try to make it work
Ngl my thumbs were getting tingly whenever I was writing the last chapter 😭
Sneak Peek of chapter 23 of my story “Mine To Keep”
*Explicit content*
You stare at Pomni.
And Pomni stares at you.
She looks so uneasy under your gaze. A stark contrast to when you first arrived at the circus. The fun, carefree, and exciting atmosphere that your bedroom once provided felt like a humid basement blanketed in darkness. Pomni seemed so fearful being in here, yet she made herself stay put as her eagerness to tell you something was leveling with her anxiety of staying even a minute longer with you.
She wanted to tell you something about Ragatha. Despite her wobbly tone towards you, she was determined to talk to you. To tell you about some kind of truth behind everything.
You weren’t going to lie, you were still quite anxious about Ragatha’s wellbeing. She was your best friend, after all.
“…What do you want to tell me?” Somehow, you wished deep down that Pomni would deter herself from your question, away from her purpose as to why she was standing in your bedroom. Something selfish deep down within you didn’t want to know whatever truth she was about to tell you. But Pomni didn’t, in fact, she was slowly becoming more sure that she was making the right choice.
Whatever that choice may be.
“It’ll be better to… show you, actually.”
Pomni walks towards your bedroom door and opens it, the dim lights from the hallway poured into your room and bounced off of Pomni’s porcelain skin. You still stared at Pomni, your heart starting to pound hard. You both stay silent for a moment until she gives you the tiniest smile she could muster. “Please, this is for your own good.”
After hearing those words, your curiosity bubbled. You swing your legs over the edge of the bed and step down. The softness of the fluffy rug gave you some comfort, almost cementing you in place. You walk closer to Pomni until the two of you are breaths away.
Pomni is the first to leave and turn into the direction of where Ragatha’s bedroom would be.
“Ragatha”, you whisper.
You really hoped that all would be fine.
With a breath, you leave your bedroom and close the door. Now knowing that you were going to have to accept what was about to happen.
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Pomni opens Ragatha’s bedroom door. With it being nighttime, her bedroom was much darker, more ominous than it was this afternoon. You could still make out a shape in her bed, the body facing the wall. You look at Pomni, the jester already staring at you. You're reminded of when you first stepped inside, when you were with Caine. How you had the urge to check on Ragatha, how adamant Caine was about you trusting him— him telling you that she was fine.
Now, he wasn’t here. And that seemed to terrify you.
You glance at Pomni, her expression worried and frightened. You turn your gaze back to the silhouette in bed.
Caine wasn’t here right now.
Caine wasn’t here to stop you.
You make your way over cautiously. The closer you got, the more your body screamed for you to turn back. You took the figure in, noticing how her position never changed in the slightest since this afternoon. You begged for Ragatha to be okay, begging that this was just Pomni overreacting, and yet… you had that nabbing feeling that this situation wasn’t going to turn out the way that you wanted it to.
You stop right by Ragatha’s bed. She figured still never moved. You looked her over, trying to see if her diaphragm was at least moving slightly up and down, indicating that she was breathing.
But it wasn’t.
You couldn’t see any signs of breathing.
Ragatha… wasn’t breathing.
Quickly, you pull the covers back, and when the figure in bed moves to lay on its back, your eyes widen in shock. What you were witnessing makes you stumble back. You let out a short scream as you crashed to the floor. You scoot away from the bed until your back hits the wall.
Ragatha…
Ragatha was dead.
Her head was detached from her body, but nowhere to be seen.
“No”, you whisper. Your lips quivered as tears pricked your waterline before they freely fell.
“No.” You bring your hands up to the top of your head, your hands pulling on the pink locks.
“No no no.” You could feel yourself getting dizzy. It felt hard to breathe now.
“No, Ragatha. No.”
Ragatha was dead, and from what you could obviously see, she was murdered. Her head had been chopped off.
Could it be, you asked yourself. No, it couldn’t have been… it couldn’t—.
“Caine killed Ragatha.”
You whip your head to Pomni, tears now falling from her eyes.
“H-he—”, you stutter. You could barely bring yourself to grasp this entire situation. How could this be? How could this be possible? What motive would Caine…?
“Why do you think everyone has been avoiding you? It’s because of Caine… he told us to stay away from you, or else we’d end up like Ragatha.” After saying this, Pomni was reminded of what had happened earlier that morning.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/87044861/chapters/239995341?view_adult=true
Omg guys the last chapter is about 5,000+ words🫠
So, Gagle taught Pomni to draw:
Now she has the power to be unhinged on paper
Seth is introduced, here we go (Don't worry. I remember about Bootleg. He is in her room)
Able and Pomni are forced to behave, because of the company policy.
Caine can't wait for his turn to abduct Pomni for prolonged session of cuddles
A small ref for Seth:
Imagine if I would made one for Able lol...
Even more rnadom memes:
Also, as a treat:
Ancient art where I used old colour palette. These were sititng in my folder for... I think 4 month
Yikes
Love her in this outfit 💙🩷🤍
Hey girl! It’s me again. Hope you’re feeling well! <3
Anyhow, you’d mentioned some time back that “Mine To Keep” (amazing fic btw, 10/10) would only have a little more than 20ish chapters. Now that it’s coming to a close, I was wondering if your other fics like “BE KIND!” or the new adaptation of “The adventures of being Caines wife” are going to be updated more frequently? Maybe you have a new fic planned for us? Or will you take this time to relax and work on other hobbies? Just curious girly!
Remember to get lots of sleep, drink water, and take care of yourself; remember, your health always comes first!
Alrighty, that’s enough of me,
Have an amazing day!! 😼😼
Hi hiiii~! 🫶🏼💕
As always, thank you so much for your support! I love when you guys comment and are engaged, showing love really fuels me (although I will take it into consideration to take time for my mental health if needed, thank you~☺️)
“Mine To Keep” actually has one last chapter left! I’m literally so excited for it but will kind of miss it, lol!
So yes, “BE KIND!” and the new “TAOBCW (The Adventures Of Being Caine’s Wife): PSYCHE” will be updated more often! I’m actually thinking about splitting the days I work on those stories, so like one would be updated on a certain amount of days and the other will be updated on a certain amount of days within the same week (hopefully I worded that right 😂)
Ngl, I do have one last TADC fanfic in mind, but I don’t want to start it just yet when I wanna focus on TAOBCW and BE KIND! It’ll be a three part story, I’m hoping, but it won’t be out just yet~! (I will hint that the reader in the story will be a mermaid🤭)
Anyhow~! Thank you for always being engaged and supportive~! I adore you guys!
Much love~!🥰🫶🏼💕💕💕💕
Sneak Peek of chapter 22 of my story “Mine To Keep”
*Explicit content*
You always dance so beautifully.
I love watching you. I love watching the way you dance around the pole, the way you elegantly flaunt yourself. It’s so touching, so enticing, so seductive, so incredibly magnificent with the way you control your body. It’s become my favorite pastime, watching you put on a show for me, making me crave you as I adjust myself comfortably on the couch.
You were so perfect in every little thing you do.
But I can tell you’re distracted. You’re trying to not seem that way, to give me my wish of putting on a show for me. You humans are so complicated with your feelings, so emotional. It’s quite fascinating to watch you humans interact and put on an act of your personalities. As an AI, it’s my job to observe you all, but my interest is no longer on the other humans. That interest in them has long been thrown out of the window.
I just want you.
I just need you.
You were the only thing important to me, the only thing that made me whole. My time worrying about what the other players looked forward to in an adventure has been diminished long ago. My concern is you, and only you, my love~.
You look at me, still worried, still caught up in your thoughts. Yet now, I can tell that you are feeling more depth with your dancing. It was in your blood, of course the more you danced the more relaxed and confident you would be. Dancing was made just for you.
Just like you were made just for me.
♥️💜🏖️✨
A little bonus:
Sneak Peek of chapter 21 of my story “Mine To Keep”
Her voice is so soft, as though she isn’t sure that she should be telling me this. Jax told her to be careful around me? Why would he say that? I give these humans fun, exciting adventures. I let them do as they please, and Jax tells her that I’m dangerous? How can I be dangerous?! Does giving them adventures that are thrilling and terrifying make me seem dangerous? Do I NOT tend to their needs?! Can’t they just let me have ONE nice thing?!
Why are they trying to keep my beautiful doll away from me? What’s so wrong that I have some happiness to myself?!
Jax.
That sly little bastard.
Why is he trying to fill her head with such nonsense about me?
“Do you find me… dangerous”, I ask her.
She stares at me, her big and pretty eyes looking at me. It felt like she was trying to analyze me, just like I do. But her hesitation to answer me is worrying. She can’t possibly think that I’m dangerous to her? Not with all of the gifts I give her. Not with the love I always show her. Not with the attention I shower her in. Not with the way I have learned and adapted to the wiles of sexual pleasure, to make her feel the closest thing to being human again.
Please, my love. Don’t say I’m dangerous.
“You aren’t dangerous to me.”
I could feel my heart skip a beat. My level of happiness now overshadows the fear I had with what she was going to say.
“But… I need to know that Ragatha is okay.”
“I’m sure she’s just sleeping in. Sometimes, adventures can be quite draining. And the two of you had been hanging out for a long time~! So—.”
“But I need to know that she is okay.”
I could feel myself slipping. Why do you care so much about that little bitch? Why do you even see her as a friend?! She tries to shadow your beauty, your glow for life. You don’t need her, Y/n. You just need me.
You only need ME.
“Please, Caine.”
Your hand lays gently on my forearm as you pull me in closer to you, your eyes pleading and gentle. I could tell that smile was you trying to convince yourself that you were fine, that nothing was wrong with you and the situation. I could tell that you were trying to calm your nerves and give me the benefit of the doubt. I know you love me, just as I love you.
Fuck, you were so beautiful and sweet. What I wouldn’t give for you to never know sadness, just so that you could live without a care in the world.
“At least let me see Ragatha. Assure me that she’s fine. If you do, I’ll reward you with a dance.”
“…. Very well. Let’s go.”
I had to stop everything and draw them
Sneak Peek of chapter 14 of my story “BE KIND!: Horror Game Show AU”
“Sooo… why do you need me again?”
Ribbit moves around you, happily humming a tune while she dresses you up. “Because you’re hella cute! You’ll get his attention quick!” She finishes your hair and walks away, saying something about needing hair accessories. To be honest, the outfit Ribbit put you in was really cute.
It was a matching light blue set, but it was quite a revealing outfit. It was a long sleeve button up sweater that was cropped, nearly showing off the underside of your breasts. With it was a mini skirt that was ready to show off your ass the minute you would bend down. As for add-ons, you wore white boots with fur on it and white fishnet stockings, with one thigh high sock on one of your legs.
Again, a very cute outfit. But very revealing to you. You wouldn’t have even dared to wear this outfit around your strict grandmother. She’d have had your head.
“Oh! I got it!”
Robbie scurries back to you with a fuzzy hat. She puts it on your head, her eyes sparkling once she puts that finishing touch on you. “Perfect~!” She leans down and rests her chin on your shoulder. “This is definitely going to work. Apparently, Lincoln Hills loves pretty young women that love to show some skin! Well… you’re not showing too much skin; but close enough!”
You chuckle awkwardly, already ready to finish up whatever was about to happen. Ribbit could sense your awkwardness, so she chuckles herself, but more cheery than you. “Don’t sweat it. This should be a breeze.”
“I hope so.”
“Ah, well, we better catch up with Jax or else he’ll throw a hissy fit.”
Ribbit’s comment makes you chuckle again, a little more genuine this time, before you smiled at her. “I can see that. Lead the way.”
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It was midnight in the bustling city. The city never slept, that much detective Joshua Lamb knew. As a rookie, he adored the nightlife, as there was more action that occurred at night. And while he still enjoyed the nightlife, he was more ready to retire now than ever.
But… Joshua refused to retire yet. Not until he could discover who the serial killer was that wrote “BE KIND” on their victims. That was pretty much his dream. It’s the reason as to why he wanted to follow in his father’s footsteps.
Not only that, but he also wanted to give his father justice, as he too was a victim to this very serial killer.
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Starting up BE KIND again since I’m done with my summer courses😚
