O, Tides! O, Moor! In my own diction,
You may see my tale told to emulate
The fantastic lore of old, or a benediction;
Ways life can sweetly alleviate,
All the pugnacious tendencies and friction.
The cycle we continously reiterate,
On this haphazard yet intricate odyssey,
Wondering at the night sky in selenodesy.
My fingers grip at wet clothes and the air seems to sting my skin. Perhaps hypothermia is setting into my weary body. I may as well vibrate at this point with all my shivering. Whatever thoughts are left they are quickly burned from my body almost literally. I doubt I could ever feel something as insanely painful yet pleasant as this. Hands push my hair aside and warm puffs of air fan across my face so pleasantly.
"Are you alright?" Barely a breath can escape my throat in response but the deep voice carries me somewhere away from where I was. The longer his heat encompases me the more coherent I become.
"Boss!" My face scrunches invountarily at the sound. Soon enough I'm surrounded in warmth of what I cannot tell or say.
"Ah-G! Help me! She won't wake up!" Frowning at all the noise I muster the energy to push some semblence of noise past my lips only for it to come out as a gurgle. How embarasing.
"HIEE! She's drowning! What do I do G?" My body keeps being shaked back and forth in jerky movements and I bite back the instinct to kick out my feet still not willing to leave the warmth.
"Don't worry Boss! I got this!" No sooner do I hear this then hands grip me in a tight grip unlike the gentle manner before and I open my stinging and quite swollen eyes to see a red haired boy making kissy faces at me. Needless to say my first reaction to being man handled and torn from my body heater is to kick him in the gut. Grunting at the impact of the ground meeting my face because-OH MY GOD, PINS AND NEEDLES OHMYFUCKINGGODITHURTS! Water spouts out of my mouth in a very unclassy 'laying in my vomit' way and as soon as my lungs are completely emptied I can't help the scream that escapes because how the fuck can this burn so much?
"Get away from her Boss! She's crazy!" Whatever pervert is trying to convince mystery boy of, he obviously doesn't listen because warmth is encompasing me once more, nice life saving heat.
"She was just scared, it's okay now, see?" My hands wander desperately trying to find more warmth before coming in contact with wonderful heat.
"HIIIIEEEE!" Teeth still chattering I slither quite easily into the boys coat stealing, soaking up and revelling in his torridity. Soooo good!
"GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF THE BOSS!" Redhead is tugging on my ankles but I just keep a crushing grip on space heater. Quickly enough my hand start the search for again for more and skim across skin which sends a mildly dilapidating seizure in my body and another sharp cry from Space Heater. Whatever is said next is nothing but a buzzing rumble in my head, dark spots, lots and lots of darklittle sopt snad aoe dka..k.kl...
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Oh god, what was that? A quiet moan escapes me as I blearily open one swollen eyeball not really wanting to see mum or face anyone today, the bakery gets too many visitors as... as is... wait what? Where the fuck am I? What the hell is going on? Shooting up to a sitting position which gives me an instant headache if I didn't already have one.
"Your awake!" A blonde boy invades my vision blocking everything out thoroughly enough. I pout considerabley at the fact that I'm now way to hot and this kid is radiating a crazy amount of heat being so up in my face right now-like seriously back off! I shove his big head away pushing him back onto his ass. Blondie Space Heater gives me a kicked puppy look and I ignore an iritating twinge in my chest putting it down to a building fever.
"Wher'm I?" Oh man, I sound like shit. I imagine that felt like drinking acid because fuck my throat is tore up! Space Heater stands dusting himself off and giving an awkward and hesitant smile.
"My house." I frown at his response skeptic of his motives. Looking around I sniffle a bit before nodding and leaning back.
"Wherrer'm p'rents?" His brows scrunch up before he realises what I just said and turns worried.
"Ah! I d-don't know, actually! That's a good question, emm, I'll have G and my friends look!" Giving my best 'you better not be fucking with me' glare I turn resolutely back onto the couch with my back to seemingly harmless Space Heater.
"Uhh, h-hey!" Shuffling feet come closer to my quickly tiring body.
"You should probably eat something! A-and you know, we really need talk about this..." I huff a disgruntled breath at the unpleasant fever being worsened by Space Heater trying to pat my arm to get my attention.
"M'names Loreto Rossi, mums name is... A-Au-Abb... I-" I shot of for the second time why an innate panic and enough adrenaline to ignore my throbbing brain pounding against my skull like an overcooked egg. I can't remember my moms name... why can't I remember her name? What's happening? My abused eyes imidiately start to tear up, I don't know where I am, where my mum is... I-I don't even... embarased I try to gauge blondies reaction only to see utter concern written across his face clear as day.
"Wh-what happened?" I whimper it out not caring about anything else.
How fast can time accelerate?-
That you may find life transition
From what you would normally narrate,
With or without your own volition;
So the warped image that may renovate
Knows nothing yet of tradition.
Which is always a reason to be elate
At the unknown that may surprise your intuition.
My advice for its worth is to be zealous
In everything and you may end up wearing a pelisse.
AN: Oh gawd, my brain hurts from rhyming.
TROPE LIST: OC/Gary Stu/Crossdressing/Transgender/Gender Bender/Bodyswap/Reincarnation/Mary Sue/SI, Crossover, Character Death, Afterlife, Amnesia, Sex Pollen/Pon Farr/Heat, Woke Up Gay, Brainwashing, Knotting, Tentacles, Desert Island, Time Travel, BDSM, Underage, Zombie AU, FurriesAU, Soulmate AU, Alpha/Omega AU, Dom/Sub AU
