Story: Keep your Promise 2/?
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szarabasjkaSo I started a fill for this PROMPT just to be said that no thank you, but I like my story...
so here it comes.
Tittle: Keep your Promise
Supernartural RPF
Pairing: J2
kinks, bestiality, non-con (sorta), pain kink, arranged/forced marriage, magic, angst fluff, fairy tale universe.
Chapter 1
***
***
The final destination of their trip was a rundown castle where more wolves lived, most of them packed in a large room in the floor level, in the first floor only six wolves lived, in the second only four; the one that attacked Jared and Samantha lived there, Misha, the blue eyed one was another and in the top floor only Jensen and Jeffrey had their beds, ins separated rooms.
A third room was given to Jared and Samantha, the place was clean and ready in ways creatures with paws had no chance to do.
“You here.” Jensen said offering Jared the space. “Not safe out. Not until wedding.”
Samantha looked from the beast to Jared; they were staring at each other’s eyes as if they could read their thoughts. Jared nodded and they were left alone, without anything else to do they cleaned themselves and fell on the bed, Samantha was woken by the sound of someone knocking on the door. By the time she opened the door a tray of food was on the floor but nobody could be seen on the hallway.
***
The ceremony was prepared in a week more or less; Jensen spent that time hinting and showing Jared around and hunting for him, hides of rabbit were piled outside of Jared’s door, even if the young prince had no idea of what it meant.
Jared saw the soft skins and grimaced thinking on the pain those creatures went through before they died.
The ground floor had a room big enough for the entire pack to gather, and Jared walked there at nights to meet the rest of the monsters he’ll spend his life with; among those there were a bunch of pups of different sizes and ages, Kathryn and Osric were the ones that ran to him, their moms only looked at them worried when Samantha; holding her spear passed the door following him as usual.
“Don’t worry sweetie.” Jared offered a hand to the pups. “she’s a friend, just like me…” Osric turned his dark eyes to him and started running in his direction growling playfully and prancing around in joy, in minutes Kathryn was with them too turning her blue eyes towards him. He looked stunned at them.
“Look at you, you’re gorgeous.” He said reaching to pat her just to have an adult wolf snarling at him when the little pup whined.
The dark wolf with blue eyes appeared there and stood on top of Jared pushing Samantha back and growling in a different growl, Kathryn moved from her mom to Misha and he huffed nosing her neck and head. “Daughter” Jared understood and he gasped.
“I knew I’ve seen those eyes.” Jared said looking from Misha to Kathryn and once more moved his hand to touch her nape; she scrunched her eyes in a strangely human gesture until the hand touched her and petted her neck and back, then her head. “You’re so pretty…” he moved his hand to scratch her neck and his bell tinkled calling the attention of every pup and every wolf in the room. Osric with his dark eyes and dark brown fur moved to nose at the bell frowning like a curious kid and making Jared giggle. “This is my bell… in my country,” he said doing his best to keep the sorrow and bitterness from his voice. “We’re given one when we present.” His golden eyes filled with tears at the memory of his father’s pride when he presented him with the red and gold thread with the bell. “It is ours and to be given to the one we love.” He touched it as he sat down on the floor.
“Jensen?” he understood in his head and noticed Osric’s eyes on him and Jared only could smile sadly.
“I guess so…” he said and huffed getting up, he was not ready to let his tears be seen. “It’s cold in here…” he moved his feet and every wolf in the room noticed how the soft silk shoes he was wearing were damp and ruined by the mud of the yard from the bathroom run he just took. Samantha got close to him still holding her spear and offered him a hand. Everyone turned to the door even before Jared and Samantha could hear the soft pads on the floor of Jensen’s paws.
The wolf stared at him for several minutes before turning around and marching out with a simple “come” directed to Jared.
Jared found his room cleaned up and with extra blankets made out of soft furs. “If you cold.” Jensen said looking to his feet. He forced Jared to sit on the bed with one forceful head butt and took off carefully the wet shoes with his mouth.
They were fed warm milk and roasted venison that second night. When they woke up at the sound of a knock on the door Jared found a pair of boots, rough thick leather perfectly crafted on his size.
He tried his new boots that day and by noon he took them off, first they didn’t match with his outfit, second; the harsh material hurt his feet.
The third night they heard the knock on the door again and this time he found another pair of boots, made out of the pile of soft rabbit fur, they were soft and warm and perfect for him again.
The fourth night, Jared found a matching coat. And a shirt and pants made out of a white silky material with lines in gold running at every hem of it, he tried them on and noticed that while light it protcted him from the cold better than fur.
The fifth night he found Jensen standing at the other side of the door; eyes casted straight to his. “Ask for anything you want for the mating ceremony.”
“My dad…” Jared said and Jensen’s face changed
Jensen’s voice sounded doubtful on his head. “You want your father here when we mate? You want him to see you tied to me?” Jared thought he had heard it wrong; how come tied? He had no idea so he just nodded. “So be it.”
Jensen left. The sixth night there was a small vial of oil scented with chamomile and clove and the instruction to prepare himself, Samantha blushed as she had to explain Jared what was he supposed to do with the oil.
The seventh night at the door he found Jeffrey. “Your father will be here in a couple hours; Misha is bringing him.” Jared smiled. “We have to talk, about what is expected from you after the ceremony.” Jared felt a knot on his stomach at those words. What was he supposed to do for the beasts? “You will be my son’s mate and you’ll be respected as he is, you will be obeyed and is your role as a mate to keep a level head in all kind of matters.”
Jared nodded and looked at Samantha behind him. “Once you consummate your mating.” Jeffrey kept going. “You will be presented to the clan to inspect so they see you marked as my son’s and nobody will touch while he lives.”
Jared nodded once more. “Inspect?” he asked hesitantly.
“They’ll see your hole, and your bite mark.” Jeff blinked before asking. “Were you given clove oil, right?” Jared nodded; he had requested his father to be present when he will be inspected… after he just had lost his virginity to a giant wolf. “We all as a clan hope you get pregnant soon, and things will be better.” He turned to Samantha. “Tell your warrior she will be given this room once you move to Jensen’s.”
Jared was left there; waiting for his father while Samantha kept asking over and over what the wolf had said.
***
Jared dressed in the white clothes, covered himself with the coat and wore the boots and waited, his father entered his room running followed only by one knight, Garth; the one his father left behind because he was meant to protect his stepmother.
“My boy…” the king whispered against his hair. “My beautiful boy.” He repeated showering him in kisses.
As they walked down the stairs to the big room where every wolf was waiting Jared noticed for first time a couple humans serving in the castle; at least he understood it was not only his fate.
The ceremony was simple, Jared’s father walked him to the front of the small altar where Jensen was waiting and once they were together, Jensen scented him and the room erupted in loud howls.
The banquette following was mostly meat, raw for some while others ate it cooked. Pups ran free and playful around the room pushing into adults who patiently accepted it.
At some point Jensen made a movement and the pups were sent away, and Jared was ordered to go to Jensen’s room and get ready.
He did as he was told and went alone as tradition of Winchester mandated.
***
Jared got in the room hyperventilating; this was going to happen, he was about to be defiled by a beast, a beast that was his husband now. He took the bottle of clove and chamomile oil and uncorked it. He undressed but had no idea of what to do so he just dipped two fingers in the oil and rubbed it around his hole over and over a couple times.
The ground shaking howl that filled the castle, as every adult wolf howled marked the moment Jensen left the main room to join him in the bedroom.
He pushed the door open and closed it back taking a deep breath; Jensen turned to the bed and saw Jared trembling only half naked and with a hand on his bottom. “Reach inside; make sure is slick inside too.” Jensen let him know. “Animals don’t stop.”
The cryptic message made no sense for Jared; he had no idea of what to do. ”clothes off.” His mind understood and breathing shallow he obeyed he stood in the middle of the bed in hands and knees not knowing what else to do. He looked back and saw Jensen climbing on the bed too, under his body his giant erection hanging free; it was at least 12 inches and angry red; Jared felt like crying in anxiety. “calm, I won’t hurt you” he understood and nodded closing his eyes.
Before he knew what was happening the wolf was sniffing at his bottom and he held his breath, it was fast, not time to adjust or prepare, paws held him by the hips and something warm and huge touched his rim, without more warning he felt the giant phallus entering his tender virgin hole and he gasped, he was not ready in any way.
The entire castle heard his cry, terrible and painful, as if he was being torn in two; the wolf held him in place while the furry body kept pushing over and over in him; Jared felt white pain fill him, something burning his lower half, pushing through him as if wanting to split him in two then everything turned red, he tried to move but the wolf held him, claws digging into him and to his horror it was not over; every time the thing got inside of him something made it harder and harder to withdraw.
“Stop, please… stop, you’re hurting me…” he sobbed and Jensen tried, he did, in his defense every bit of almost human in him wanted to stop; Jared could feel it in the way the muscles changed pace, and he tried to go shallower but then he growled, his beast taking control.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He begged as the giant thing at the end of his cock pushed through his unprepared hole. “You didn’t use the oil.” He let out in what sounded like a sob.
Jared was gone with pain, the second the thing the size of a big orange got trapped inside of him he passed out.
Strong arms held him in his dreams, soft kisses peppered his brow and face and tears fell on his face as someone repeated over and over he was sorry, and Jared’s heart broke because he will never have that, he was tied to a beast forever more; And to pain, apparently.
He woke up when something cold brushed over his face, it was Jensen’s snout. “sorry…” he begged once more curled around Jared so the kid’s head was pillowed by his body. “it is time for the clan to inspect you.”
Jared felt tears run down his face, both shame and despair, how could he face the clan when they sure had heard his distress and will see now that he couldn’t even use his legs without feeling the worst pain he ever felt. “Hold on to me.” Jensen begged and moved to be used like a horse; Jared held his fur coat and covered himself in it, before mounting Jensen’s back, once there he noticed the wolf’s fur matched his new coat.
Howls welcomed them, into the great hall once more, and glowing eyes, lines and lines of strange wolves ready to push their snouts into Jared’s privates, the low growls and snickering like sounds made Jared understand that whatever the animals were saying was offensive to him.
Confirmation came when Jensen growled and moved even closer to Jared.
“This is it, this is now the prince’s mate, to be followed, and obeyed, to be protected and taken care of.” Jeffrey said to everyone in the room. “And with the hope of a new heir maybe the curse will be over.” Growls and barks erupted in the room as more and more creatures got close, Jared’s father was at one end of the room pale and looking older than someone that lived ten lives. His eyes flew away from Jared’s breaking his son’s little hopes.
Suddenly among the beasts welling and another wolf with the same clod eyes marched forward a visible sneer in his face. “I see he was knotted but he’s not someone I’d obey or protect, not until you give me a child walking in two legs.” Jared almost understood that. “Until then I’ll be skeptic to this plan.” He made a long pause. “My lord.” He said in mockery and moved to smell Jared just to be stopped by Jensen, Jared had without noticing moved a hand towards his wolf mate. “It’s my right to inspect.” Welling let out angry.
“You do not recognize his worth as part of our pack yet.” Jensen said and stood proudly in front of Jared. “You have no right.” Welling left roaring.
Jared was left near his father after the pack had his fill of smelling and touching him.
“God knows this is not what I wanted for you my boy.” His father said crying and hugging him desperately.
Jared cried too. “It’s not perfect, but he is kind and…” swallowing the bitterness in his words. “Things will get better, I know.” He said smiling the best he could.
***
Jared slid from Jensen’s back once more when they were in their room. “Are you in pain?” Jensen asked nervous and licked the last tear from Jared’s face startling his young mate, Jared only shook his head no and waited; in seconds his mate had him curled on his fur, the room had a low bed but the mattress was soft and any chill Jared could feel was killed by Jensen’s presence
“What does Welling said… a child walking in two legs.” Jensen nosed Jared’s neck as if marking him with his scent and making him giggle surprised as he pulled away.
“Don’t you ever pay attention to whatever Welling says…” Jensen said and Jared felt the laughter in his voice. “I’m sorry.” Jensen let out once more. “I told you animals don’t stop, even if they hurt others.”
Jared noticed that Jensen’s words were easier to understand as if they were connected in more ways now. “I just don’t want to feel that again.” he said and lay down. “I knew what I agreed to when I came here… but…” he moved his hand and the bell chimed; Jared touched it and started crying. He once dreamed with offering it to a hero, a knight and now, now he wanted to keep it to himself as a memoir of his old life.
So it didn’t happen again; Jensen didn’t try to mate him in the next month.
Chapter 3
so here it comes.
Tittle: Keep your Promise
Supernartural RPF
Pairing: J2
kinks, bestiality, non-con (sorta), pain kink, arranged/forced marriage, magic, angst fluff, fairy tale universe.
Chapter 1
***
***
The final destination of their trip was a rundown castle where more wolves lived, most of them packed in a large room in the floor level, in the first floor only six wolves lived, in the second only four; the one that attacked Jared and Samantha lived there, Misha, the blue eyed one was another and in the top floor only Jensen and Jeffrey had their beds, ins separated rooms.
A third room was given to Jared and Samantha, the place was clean and ready in ways creatures with paws had no chance to do.
“You here.” Jensen said offering Jared the space. “Not safe out. Not until wedding.”
Samantha looked from the beast to Jared; they were staring at each other’s eyes as if they could read their thoughts. Jared nodded and they were left alone, without anything else to do they cleaned themselves and fell on the bed, Samantha was woken by the sound of someone knocking on the door. By the time she opened the door a tray of food was on the floor but nobody could be seen on the hallway.
***
The ceremony was prepared in a week more or less; Jensen spent that time hinting and showing Jared around and hunting for him, hides of rabbit were piled outside of Jared’s door, even if the young prince had no idea of what it meant.
Jared saw the soft skins and grimaced thinking on the pain those creatures went through before they died.
The ground floor had a room big enough for the entire pack to gather, and Jared walked there at nights to meet the rest of the monsters he’ll spend his life with; among those there were a bunch of pups of different sizes and ages, Kathryn and Osric were the ones that ran to him, their moms only looked at them worried when Samantha; holding her spear passed the door following him as usual.
“Don’t worry sweetie.” Jared offered a hand to the pups. “she’s a friend, just like me…” Osric turned his dark eyes to him and started running in his direction growling playfully and prancing around in joy, in minutes Kathryn was with them too turning her blue eyes towards him. He looked stunned at them.
“Look at you, you’re gorgeous.” He said reaching to pat her just to have an adult wolf snarling at him when the little pup whined.
The dark wolf with blue eyes appeared there and stood on top of Jared pushing Samantha back and growling in a different growl, Kathryn moved from her mom to Misha and he huffed nosing her neck and head. “Daughter” Jared understood and he gasped.
“I knew I’ve seen those eyes.” Jared said looking from Misha to Kathryn and once more moved his hand to touch her nape; she scrunched her eyes in a strangely human gesture until the hand touched her and petted her neck and back, then her head. “You’re so pretty…” he moved his hand to scratch her neck and his bell tinkled calling the attention of every pup and every wolf in the room. Osric with his dark eyes and dark brown fur moved to nose at the bell frowning like a curious kid and making Jared giggle. “This is my bell… in my country,” he said doing his best to keep the sorrow and bitterness from his voice. “We’re given one when we present.” His golden eyes filled with tears at the memory of his father’s pride when he presented him with the red and gold thread with the bell. “It is ours and to be given to the one we love.” He touched it as he sat down on the floor.
“Jensen?” he understood in his head and noticed Osric’s eyes on him and Jared only could smile sadly.
“I guess so…” he said and huffed getting up, he was not ready to let his tears be seen. “It’s cold in here…” he moved his feet and every wolf in the room noticed how the soft silk shoes he was wearing were damp and ruined by the mud of the yard from the bathroom run he just took. Samantha got close to him still holding her spear and offered him a hand. Everyone turned to the door even before Jared and Samantha could hear the soft pads on the floor of Jensen’s paws.
The wolf stared at him for several minutes before turning around and marching out with a simple “come” directed to Jared.
Jared found his room cleaned up and with extra blankets made out of soft furs. “If you cold.” Jensen said looking to his feet. He forced Jared to sit on the bed with one forceful head butt and took off carefully the wet shoes with his mouth.
They were fed warm milk and roasted venison that second night. When they woke up at the sound of a knock on the door Jared found a pair of boots, rough thick leather perfectly crafted on his size.
He tried his new boots that day and by noon he took them off, first they didn’t match with his outfit, second; the harsh material hurt his feet.
The third night they heard the knock on the door again and this time he found another pair of boots, made out of the pile of soft rabbit fur, they were soft and warm and perfect for him again.
The fourth night, Jared found a matching coat. And a shirt and pants made out of a white silky material with lines in gold running at every hem of it, he tried them on and noticed that while light it protcted him from the cold better than fur.
The fifth night he found Jensen standing at the other side of the door; eyes casted straight to his. “Ask for anything you want for the mating ceremony.”
“My dad…” Jared said and Jensen’s face changed
Jensen’s voice sounded doubtful on his head. “You want your father here when we mate? You want him to see you tied to me?” Jared thought he had heard it wrong; how come tied? He had no idea so he just nodded. “So be it.”
Jensen left. The sixth night there was a small vial of oil scented with chamomile and clove and the instruction to prepare himself, Samantha blushed as she had to explain Jared what was he supposed to do with the oil.
The seventh night at the door he found Jeffrey. “Your father will be here in a couple hours; Misha is bringing him.” Jared smiled. “We have to talk, about what is expected from you after the ceremony.” Jared felt a knot on his stomach at those words. What was he supposed to do for the beasts? “You will be my son’s mate and you’ll be respected as he is, you will be obeyed and is your role as a mate to keep a level head in all kind of matters.”
Jared nodded and looked at Samantha behind him. “Once you consummate your mating.” Jeffrey kept going. “You will be presented to the clan to inspect so they see you marked as my son’s and nobody will touch while he lives.”
Jared nodded once more. “Inspect?” he asked hesitantly.
“They’ll see your hole, and your bite mark.” Jeff blinked before asking. “Were you given clove oil, right?” Jared nodded; he had requested his father to be present when he will be inspected… after he just had lost his virginity to a giant wolf. “We all as a clan hope you get pregnant soon, and things will be better.” He turned to Samantha. “Tell your warrior she will be given this room once you move to Jensen’s.”
Jared was left there; waiting for his father while Samantha kept asking over and over what the wolf had said.
***
Jared dressed in the white clothes, covered himself with the coat and wore the boots and waited, his father entered his room running followed only by one knight, Garth; the one his father left behind because he was meant to protect his stepmother.
“My boy…” the king whispered against his hair. “My beautiful boy.” He repeated showering him in kisses.
As they walked down the stairs to the big room where every wolf was waiting Jared noticed for first time a couple humans serving in the castle; at least he understood it was not only his fate.
The ceremony was simple, Jared’s father walked him to the front of the small altar where Jensen was waiting and once they were together, Jensen scented him and the room erupted in loud howls.
The banquette following was mostly meat, raw for some while others ate it cooked. Pups ran free and playful around the room pushing into adults who patiently accepted it.
At some point Jensen made a movement and the pups were sent away, and Jared was ordered to go to Jensen’s room and get ready.
He did as he was told and went alone as tradition of Winchester mandated.
***
Jared got in the room hyperventilating; this was going to happen, he was about to be defiled by a beast, a beast that was his husband now. He took the bottle of clove and chamomile oil and uncorked it. He undressed but had no idea of what to do so he just dipped two fingers in the oil and rubbed it around his hole over and over a couple times.
The ground shaking howl that filled the castle, as every adult wolf howled marked the moment Jensen left the main room to join him in the bedroom.
He pushed the door open and closed it back taking a deep breath; Jensen turned to the bed and saw Jared trembling only half naked and with a hand on his bottom. “Reach inside; make sure is slick inside too.” Jensen let him know. “Animals don’t stop.”
The cryptic message made no sense for Jared; he had no idea of what to do. ”clothes off.” His mind understood and breathing shallow he obeyed he stood in the middle of the bed in hands and knees not knowing what else to do. He looked back and saw Jensen climbing on the bed too, under his body his giant erection hanging free; it was at least 12 inches and angry red; Jared felt like crying in anxiety. “calm, I won’t hurt you” he understood and nodded closing his eyes.
Before he knew what was happening the wolf was sniffing at his bottom and he held his breath, it was fast, not time to adjust or prepare, paws held him by the hips and something warm and huge touched his rim, without more warning he felt the giant phallus entering his tender virgin hole and he gasped, he was not ready in any way.
The entire castle heard his cry, terrible and painful, as if he was being torn in two; the wolf held him in place while the furry body kept pushing over and over in him; Jared felt white pain fill him, something burning his lower half, pushing through him as if wanting to split him in two then everything turned red, he tried to move but the wolf held him, claws digging into him and to his horror it was not over; every time the thing got inside of him something made it harder and harder to withdraw.
“Stop, please… stop, you’re hurting me…” he sobbed and Jensen tried, he did, in his defense every bit of almost human in him wanted to stop; Jared could feel it in the way the muscles changed pace, and he tried to go shallower but then he growled, his beast taking control.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He begged as the giant thing at the end of his cock pushed through his unprepared hole. “You didn’t use the oil.” He let out in what sounded like a sob.
Jared was gone with pain, the second the thing the size of a big orange got trapped inside of him he passed out.
Strong arms held him in his dreams, soft kisses peppered his brow and face and tears fell on his face as someone repeated over and over he was sorry, and Jared’s heart broke because he will never have that, he was tied to a beast forever more; And to pain, apparently.
He woke up when something cold brushed over his face, it was Jensen’s snout. “sorry…” he begged once more curled around Jared so the kid’s head was pillowed by his body. “it is time for the clan to inspect you.”
Jared felt tears run down his face, both shame and despair, how could he face the clan when they sure had heard his distress and will see now that he couldn’t even use his legs without feeling the worst pain he ever felt. “Hold on to me.” Jensen begged and moved to be used like a horse; Jared held his fur coat and covered himself in it, before mounting Jensen’s back, once there he noticed the wolf’s fur matched his new coat.
Howls welcomed them, into the great hall once more, and glowing eyes, lines and lines of strange wolves ready to push their snouts into Jared’s privates, the low growls and snickering like sounds made Jared understand that whatever the animals were saying was offensive to him.
Confirmation came when Jensen growled and moved even closer to Jared.
“This is it, this is now the prince’s mate, to be followed, and obeyed, to be protected and taken care of.” Jeffrey said to everyone in the room. “And with the hope of a new heir maybe the curse will be over.” Growls and barks erupted in the room as more and more creatures got close, Jared’s father was at one end of the room pale and looking older than someone that lived ten lives. His eyes flew away from Jared’s breaking his son’s little hopes.
Suddenly among the beasts welling and another wolf with the same clod eyes marched forward a visible sneer in his face. “I see he was knotted but he’s not someone I’d obey or protect, not until you give me a child walking in two legs.” Jared almost understood that. “Until then I’ll be skeptic to this plan.” He made a long pause. “My lord.” He said in mockery and moved to smell Jared just to be stopped by Jensen, Jared had without noticing moved a hand towards his wolf mate. “It’s my right to inspect.” Welling let out angry.
“You do not recognize his worth as part of our pack yet.” Jensen said and stood proudly in front of Jared. “You have no right.” Welling left roaring.
Jared was left near his father after the pack had his fill of smelling and touching him.
“God knows this is not what I wanted for you my boy.” His father said crying and hugging him desperately.
Jared cried too. “It’s not perfect, but he is kind and…” swallowing the bitterness in his words. “Things will get better, I know.” He said smiling the best he could.
***
Jared slid from Jensen’s back once more when they were in their room. “Are you in pain?” Jensen asked nervous and licked the last tear from Jared’s face startling his young mate, Jared only shook his head no and waited; in seconds his mate had him curled on his fur, the room had a low bed but the mattress was soft and any chill Jared could feel was killed by Jensen’s presence
“What does Welling said… a child walking in two legs.” Jensen nosed Jared’s neck as if marking him with his scent and making him giggle surprised as he pulled away.
“Don’t you ever pay attention to whatever Welling says…” Jensen said and Jared felt the laughter in his voice. “I’m sorry.” Jensen let out once more. “I told you animals don’t stop, even if they hurt others.”
Jared noticed that Jensen’s words were easier to understand as if they were connected in more ways now. “I just don’t want to feel that again.” he said and lay down. “I knew what I agreed to when I came here… but…” he moved his hand and the bell chimed; Jared touched it and started crying. He once dreamed with offering it to a hero, a knight and now, now he wanted to keep it to himself as a memoir of his old life.
So it didn’t happen again; Jensen didn’t try to mate him in the next month.
Chapter 3
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Date: 2016-12-25 01:03 pm (UTC)Thank you for sharing.
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Date: 2016-12-25 11:01 pm (UTC)I'm doing my best to keep adding bits i just abandoned it for a while and now it'll be done before new year's eve I promise.