A SELECTION from this fanfiction follows this author's note. If you wish to read the FULL fanfiction, you can find it at the author's Archive of Our Own account, linked on her profile.
I have made the decision to cut off my fanfiction from this site due to ideological differences with site management. I believe that fan-works should be free, which means not only free monetarily, but also free of restrictions such as this site's ban on chat-fics (virtually ruining the Homestuck fandom), second-person point of view stores (it's...a POV...really), and, of course, adult materials, among other things.
I understand that this may upset some readers, but I ask that you respect my decision about how to manage my creative works. They still exist, un-altered, on another site.
I highly recommend you give AO3 a try. Joining the Archive of Own is a simple process, though it may take a few days to go through the waiting list. However, AO3 was created by fans, is FUNDED by fans (meaning it is advertisement-free), and does not restrict anything unless for valid copyright issues. It also has a robust tagging and search system, as well as a series manager, which will reduce the confusion regarding many of my works. If you are an author and would like an invitation, please message me through PM to see if I have any available.
Thank you for all your support as I entered into the world of fan-works. If you're interested in more of my fan-works, including audio productions, cosplay, and videos, please check my Tumblr, also linked on my profile.
Fan-girling with you all,
Kit
"You awake, then? I thought the dart might have killed you. Aliens' insides are different from ours. I saw that on television."
Aliens? Dart? What in the...d'arvit, it had been a long, long time since he'd woken up with a hangover this bad. Though the private acknowledged himself somewhat optimistic when he realized it was a female talking to him. That totally evened things out, as far as he was concerned. Unless it was a nurse and he was in the hospital, like a few weeks ago.
Though, well...he did get to wake up to a female nurse. So that had been kind of cool. Even if he'd used up all of his magic healing after the bar fight.
Opening his eyes and taking in long blonde hair, milky smooth skin, and the most fantastic knockers he'd seen in many a week, Chix began a little cheer. Which stopped immediately when he realized that the vision before him wasn't quite...so before him as he thought. She stood at the foot of the bed in which he lay, instead of being in the bed herself (a travesty), and she was...rather...large. Shapely, but large.
"Green skin. Is that, like, for photosynthesis? Do you just drink water and sit in the sun all day?" The woman—generously called that, but, hell, Chix wasn't one to complain about that sort of technicality, after a certain point—tilted her head, reaching up to brush a strand of light hair out of her sunglasses-covered eyes.
Chix considered his situation very, very carefully. Big person. Rounded ears. Pale. A human? Wearing sunglasses, so his mesmer would be useless, even if he had any magic left. And he was...in some...concrete-walled room on a ginormous bed, which could only, again, mean humans.
He...was so fired.
But...well...this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. "I don't know. Want to help me find my stamen?"
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This story, in its entirety, can be found at Kitsune Heart's AO3 account, linked in her profile.
