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lumini-317 · 3 years

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Hello!

This will be my official “introductory” post!

My real name is Erica, but I go by many names. My nickname repertoire includes but is not limited to: Lumi, Lumini, Cricket (I have a habit of rubbing my feet together, lmao), Jinx, Eri, Er, EriJoy, Sunbaeby, and Aceir (my real name but in alphabetical order).

This is my first ever Tumblr blog. I’ve had it for a while but have rarely posted anything, that along with the fact that I’m on mobile is kind of a mess so I apologize for mistakes and all that.

I have 3 older brothers, an older sister, and a younger brother.

I’m an ambivert. Sometimes I love hanging out with bigger groups of people, other times I dread it.

I’ve taken the “16personalities” test 4 times and all 4 put me in the “Diplomat” category, however I got “Advocate” (INFJ) 2 times, and “Protagonist” (ENFJ) and “Mediator” (INFP) 1 time each.

I am LGBTQ+. I’m asexual, aro+panromantic flux, and while I feel like I’m genderfluid, the changes are very subtle and so I sometimes just go with agender, gendervoid, or neutrois. It’s a lot less complicated that way. I’m ambiamorous, and also pronoun apathetic!

I love whump. I’ve loved it for as long as I can remember but only found the whump community maybe 3(?) years ago.

I also love K-Pop, C-Pop, J-Pop, and Asian dramas, mainly K-Pop and K-Dramas, though.

I’m a HUGE multistan. ATEEZ, SKZ, TBZ, EXO, BTS, Red Velvet, SHINee, iKON, MONSTA X, TWICE, TO1, WANNA ONE, SuperM, X1, MIRAE, Ciipher, Golden Child, Purple Kiss, BAE173, SF9, IU, ONEUS, ONEWE, The Rose, PIXY, LUCY, STAYC, WEi (which I pronounced as “way” for an embarrassingly long time), Dreamcatcher, Brave Girls, TXT, ENHYPEN, SNSD, KARD, AKMU, SHAUN, Gaho, NCT, GHOST9, 1team, SE7EN, Cross Gene, D1ce, AB6IX, CRAVITY, BLACKPINK, CIX, VIXX, f(x), 4Minute, CLC, YEZI, B.I, Wonho, (G)I-DLE, EVERGLOW, SEVENTEEN, BROOKLYN, Ha Hyunsang, DAY6, GOT7, Teen Top, BAP, TREASURE, UNIQ, etc! It goes on, far longer than I can list. I am also very much against fanwars, they disgust me.

I’m also a HUGE animal lover, and a big softie. I can’t even squish insects. I don’t care that they can’t feel pain and don’t experience emotions, I just can’t bring myself to. I make it my mission to save any type of animal I come across. I find toads in our koi pond and immediately pick them out and take them to a safe place. I help turtles across the road. I got a mouse out of a puddle and revived it, releasing it when it was healthy enough. I saw a snail on a piece of wood that was going to be thrown on a fire and carefully pulled it off and put it somewhere else. So far I’ve found 5 stray cats (Piper, Toothless, Felix, Kai, and Kit Kat—all were found as skinny, sickly kittens) and took them in, raising them as my own. I rescued a chipmunk from certain death-by-cat. I’ve even saved a few baby raccoons, ducklings, lizards, spiders, and snakes in my time. And I’ll keep doing so for as long as I live.

I love writing, drawing/sketching, and painting, however I’m not confident that I’m good at any of those things, lmao. I mean, I don’t think I’m the worst, but my finished “works” often leave me unsatisfied with my “skills”. But of course, that won’t stop me from trying to improve!

I’m a maladaptive daydreamer. This can cause issues in some places while helping me out in others. On one hand, it makes doing chores and such kind of difficult. Like one time I had to take care of my dad’s pigeons while he was fixing our shed and one time he pointed out how slow I was with the chores. His words were something along the lines of, “I’m already almost done with what I have to do and you’re still working with the pigeons.” Also, it (and maybe ADHD if I do have it?) made school a nightmare for me. But it’s also helpful because then during church it’s really easy to keep myself occupied while the pastors go on about their Magical Sky Daddy™’s son throwing a tantrum and killing a figtree because it didn’t have any figs and how that story should “challenge” us or something.

The characters in my daydreams are weird, though. They merge and separate with each other to make different characters depending on the situation. Most of them don’t have definite genders. Only a handful of them have names because they’re always merging and separating like some kind of Shadow Clone Masters or something. Stuff like that.

One of my characters is for sure a demi-boy, though, and his name is Kyler.

I brought this up because I was watching The Andy Griffith Show and Andy was giving Opie a lecture on how many poor kids there are in the world and used the ratio “one and a half boys per square mile”. Opie then says that he’s “never seen a half a boy before”. Kyler just sort of pops into (fake) existence, jumps off the couch, and throws his arms in the air while saying, “Half a boy, right here!” I burst out laughing. Thankfully it didn’t seem weird, since my parents started laughing at Opie and thought that I was just laughing at it, too.

Any-who.

If I daydream while I’m standing, I’ll often pace and gesture with my arms while moving my lips. Sometimes I’ll even whisper. If I’m sitting down, I usually fidget a lot (such as pick at my shirt and rub my feet together), stare into space, and move my lips or whisper. My family sometimes ask me, “Why are you whispering?” Or, “What are you grinning about?” And I just shrug because I don’t know how to explain it to them without risking them calling someone to pray over me, lmao. I mean, I wasn’t even allowed to have imaginary friends because that was “evil”. When I was about 7, I told my parents about my imaginary unicorn friend and they gave me a lecture and “prayed over me”. It was embarrassing and awkward for me.

I’m suspicious that I might have ADHD, but don’t have the money to actually get a professional diagnosis. I’m also too scared to ask my parents about it.

Speaking of which, my family and I don’t see eye-to-eye. I mean, they don’t know it because I’m good at hiding it, and they think I agree with mostly everything they do but boy, is it a mess.

You see, they’re evangelical conservative Christians. “LGBTQ+ people are going to hell”, “ThE LeFt ARe eViL AnD ARe TrYiNg To BrAiNwAsh OuR ChiLdrEn”, “Trump was sent by God”, “Intersex is fake”, “Women must submit to men”, “You should get married no later than in a year or ‘the temptation’ to have sex might become too much”, the whole bit.

Meanwhile I’m over here with my (imaginary) pride flags, just existing as an agnostic leftist who wants everyone to have equal rights, regardless of gender identity or sexual orientation, and would rather redo my horrifically atrocious kindergarten closing program role than pray to a god who (if they/he/she/it/whatever exists) gives cancer to kids and killed millions of innocent animals and people in the Bible.

But they have no idea that this is how I feel and now expect me to be baptized within the next month to show that I have “accepted Jesus Christ as my savior”. Yeah...that’s gonna be an awkward discussion...

Anyway, that’s just some things about me. Sorry that I got sidetracked a few times, lmao!

I look forward to posting more and maybe even making friends!

Thank you for reading (:

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lumini-317 · 3 years

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Okay, my first time posting any type of fic to be seen by the public. I have no idea if my writing is any good or not but I do enjoy it as a past-time so if anybody else enjoys reading it then that’s good enough for me. Also, this fic just sort of starts and ends abruptly, so I apologize. I’m bad at making longer fics, I just end up losing interest and it’s such as waste of (my idea of) a good prompt. Plus I spend so much time writing them only to just stop and leave it at a random spot. It’s very frustrating. So I decided to just make short-ish ones, at least for now.

Title: None

Characters: My OCs; Felix, Cameron, Parker, and Kyle.

Tags: Whump, hybrids, hybrid whump, mentions of blood, airsoft gun injuries, violence against hybrids? Is that a good tag? I have no idea.

Notes: I don’t really have many details about the make-believe world this takes place in. The hybrids are pretty stereotypical, humanoids with animal features such as cat/dog ears, antlers/horns, fangs, and tails. They’re mostly put on the same level as animals such as deer, horses, dogs, cats, etc. Some can talk, others can’t. Some can shift into more animalistic forms, others can’t. Stuff like that. I might change some stuff and make a more detailed post about it in the future, and maybe write fics based on it. Maybe. Edited Note: I forgot to mention that I decided that it would be cool if every type of hybrid had its own species name. I used a generator to come up with some like Lasera = Wolf, Duano = Deer, Komo = Mix, etc.

I hope you enjoy!

-Start-

Cameron and Parker jumped out of the jeep as soon as it had come to a stop. “What happened?” The older of the two panted as he ran up to Kyle, Parker hot on his heels.

“Some brats started shooting at Felix with their airsoft guns while I was checking his water,” Kyle recalled hastily. “He panicked and ran into the wire fence and got his antlers stuck. I scared the brats off but you need to hurry, Felix is gonna seriously hurt himself with the way he was struggling. He’s on the south side.”

Cameron nodded curtly and collected some supplies before entering the enclosure, waving for Parker to follow.

They reached the hybrid within a few minutes. The poor thing had tired himself out struggling. His shirt was damp with sweat and his quick raspy breaths could be heard yards away; he looked like he would fall over the second he came loose.

“Poor guy’s exhausted,” Cameron spoke sympathetically. “Even after we get him loose, we’ll have to keep a close eye on him. That kind of stress could kill a hybrid.”

Parker hummed in agreement. “That’s gonna be a lot of work,” he murmured, eyeing the wire that had become severely entangled in the hybrid’s antlers.

“Let’s just be careful.”

With that, they slowly approached the Komo, who was facing away from them and didn’t acknowledge them; though Cameron knew he was aware of their presence.

“Hey, Felix,” Cameron called when he saw the hybrid’s eyes were trained on him. “We’re going to help you, alright?” The hybrid only growled a warning and pinned his ears back in reply.

They got closer, and at first it seemed as if Felix was simply too exhausted to try and fight them.

That was, of course, until Cameron reached his hand out to grab onto an antler. The Komo flipped out, once again kicking and pulling against the fence with great desperation.

“Woah, boy!” Cameron yelped and jumped back in surprise. “Stay back, Parker! Watch his arms and legs.”

The younger handler listened and took a few steps back, concern written all over his face. “Can’t you tranq him? He’s going to hurt himself!”

“I used the last I had on hand on a sick Lasera just before I came over here. We don’t have enough time to get more.” Cameron was starting to feel a bit panicked, as well. But he stayed focused and went through his options.

After a few seconds, a plan came to his mind. It was risky but it was all they had. He reached into his supply bag and found a blindfold and some rope. Just what he needed.

He handed the blindfold to a confused-looking Parker and kept the rope for himself.

“What-“

“Once he runs out of steam again, go up behind him and tie that over his eyes,” Cameron ordered simply, untangling the rope. “Then, I’ll come in with the rope, tie him up, and then we should be able to help him without getting killed.”

Parker nodded obediently.

“Once we get him out of the fence, we’ll need to hold him down on the ground to get the rest of the wire out and look for any serious injuries,” Cameron finished explaining the plan a few moments before Felix exhausted himself again. The hybrid’s bangs stuck to his forehead and sweat was dripping off of his nose and chin; his breathing was on the verge of being hyperventilation.

Seeing this, the older boy was worried that he would die if they didn’t hurry up. The concerns became even greater when Felix’ legs momentarily gave out. The Komo nearly hung himself before quickly and clumsily getting back on his feet again.

Cameron prepared to leap into action, “Get ready, Parker.” Parker nodded and got into place, waiting for the signal. It came in the form of a short, “Go!” and he rushed forward, wrapping the material around the hybrid’s head and covering his eyes. Felix panicked for a second, kicking out and nearly hitting Parker before freezing up.

Cameron came up beside them and carefully wrapped a loop around Felix’ right hand, moving it over Parker’s head and then doing the same with the left. He pulled the rope which brought the hybrid’s hands together behind his back.

Felix didn’t put up too much of a fight, he just pulled on it a little and whimpered.

“It’s okay, Lix,” Cameron assured softly. That’s when the hybrid’s legs gave out, and he made no move to get back up again. It caused his neck to bend in an angle that put pressure on his windpipe. “Felix! Shit. Shit! Hurry and hold him up so I can cut the wire.”

Cameron was never more grateful that Felix wasn’t full grown, and wouldn’t even reach the size that most hybrids did as adults. It meant that it was relatively easy for Parker to hold him up as the older boy cut the wire surrounding the antlers.

He made the final cut and grabbed onto Felix’ antlers before telling Parker, “Okay. Let him down.”

They slowly lowered him to the ground and onto his back. Cameron loosened the ropes around his hands so that they rested by his sides instead of being smashed under his back. “I’ll check him over. Hold onto his antlers, just to be safe,” he told the younger handler, who did as he was told.

The first thing Cameron did was check the Komo’s pulse. It was unsurprisingly too fast, and putting his ear to Felix’ chest told him the same about his breathing.

Then he lifted Felix’ shirt, and cursed under his breath at the sight of multiple ugly welts littering his chest and stomach.

“What is it?” Parker asked worriedly.

“Those bastards actually hit him. They weren’t even just trying to scare him, they actually hit him.” Cameron was seething. The second they were done treating Felix, he was going to go and demand that better security measures be taken to protect the hybrids from scum like that.

He pulled out some medical cream from his bag and started liberally applying it, a terrifying scenario playing out in the back of his mind as he went from one welt to another.

What if it had been real bullets? What if Kyle didn’t see it happen and didn’t find him until tonight? He would’ve probably been dead by then.

He shook his head to rid it of those thoughts and focused on the task at hand.

Soon, he was done with the front, so he and Parker worked together to flip him onto his stomach and Cameron worked on the welts on his back.

When he was done with that, and they had flipped Felix onto his back again, Cameron returned his attention to the wire still wrapped in the Komo’s antlers.

Felix’ breathing had slowed down, leading Cameron to believe that he was unconscious. He certainly wouldn’t be calming down if he was aware of the hands on his body. But, as luck would have it, that’s when the hybrid’s breathing hitched, before speeding up yet again. He whimpered and struggled to free his hand.

“I guess he’s awake,” Parker said, holding on tighter to Felix’ antlers in case he started trying to move around more.

“It’s okay, Felix. I’ll finish this as quick as I can,” Cameron grunted as he cut the first wire with a “Clip”.

The hybrid flinched every time he heard the sound of the clippers cutting through the wire, but other than that and the occasional whimper, he didn’t struggle against them. The older boy was grateful for that, though he was worried about it as well. It only meant Felix was just too tired to fight back.

He did his best to speed up the process without endangering his own fingers and clipped the last wire a few minutes later. He pulled the mess off and tossed it to the side and began inspecting the antlers and the top of the hybrid’s head. Felix yelped when he ran his finger around the base of the antler and he pulled his hand back to find a little blood. It wasn’t much, and definitely not life threatening, but he still needed to add some cream to maybe give him some relief.

“He okay?” Parker asked, loosening his grip on the antler that was bleeding.

“Yeah, probably just a little sore,” Cameron answered as he applied the cream. “It’s not as bad as when he sheds and grows them back. That’s hell for him. Poor guy.” He gave a sympathetic pat to the hybrid’s shoulder, being mindful of the welts. Then he got up and got a hold of the blindfold off, “Alright, he’s good, let him go. Run back as soon as he’s free.”

Parker let Felix’ antlers go and ran a few feet away. Cameron quickly pulled the blindfold off of the hybrid’s eyes before running over to join the handler-in-training.

At first, Felix didn’t move, he just laid there and blinked. Cameron was beginning to worry again until the Komo finally got up to his feet. He stood there for a second—his legs shaking slightly, looked at his rescuers, and began walking to the tree line. A little ways there, he started running. It was slow, clumsy, and he stumbled a few times, but a weight was lifted off Cameron’s shoulders. Felix was gonna be okay.

He went over and picked up the supply bag and the wire he had cut off of Felix’ antlers. He gave the wire to Parker and threw his arm over the younger’s shoulder, “How was that for your first encounter with Felix?”

“Exciting, to say the least,” Parker sighed. “And tiring. Will he really be okay?”

Cameron nodded, “Yep, Felix is one of the toughest hybrids I’ve ever met. We’ll just need to check on him every so often, make sure that he’s not too scared to get food and water.”

“Why would someone even want to do that to a hybrid?”

Cameron shrugged, “Don’t ask me. I don’t find any fun in harassing innocent beings. Some people are just messed up.”

The younger of the two kicked a rock and hummed in agreement. “I’m just glad the hybrids here have people like you looking out for them.”

“I enjoy doing it, too. They deserve that protection. You’re really helping us out, too, ya know that?”

Parker ducked his head but Cameron could still see the hints of a blush. “Thanks, I- I love working with the hybrids,” he said shyly.

Cameron chuckled fondly and ruffled the boy’s hair.

They walked the rest of the way in silence.

Once they reached the gate, they met Kyle, and Cameron made sure to tell him to have the repair workers fix the fence, and that he would check on Felix himself every few hours so Kyle wouldn’t have to.

-End-

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