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a tethered mind
Title: a tethered mind
Fandom: The Gray Garden, Mogeko Castle
Character(s): Yonaka, Kurotsuno, Envi, Ivlis
Pairing(s): Ivlis/Yonaka
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 820
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: A really stupid soulmate AU.
Notes: I should be writing something else.
Yonaka has been open with the name of her soulmate, written on the outside of her wrist, ever since she was young. ‘Ivlis’, spelled with katakana. Most of her classmates shared theirs, and it felt weird not to be equally as forthcoming.
Probably it’s a foreigner’s name, some of her friends said. Wouldn’t he have a family name too? others said. Someone suggested that her soulmate was one of those famous musicians with only one name, while others pointed out that she’d still have his birth name unless he legally changed it to Ivlis.
It was mysterious. Yonaka wondered about it, but gradually she stopped thinking over it; she’d meet them when she met them, she figured. If she turned eighteen without finding them she might hire a soulmate detective agency to investigate.
Brother never shared his soulmate’s name. He said it was written near his heart, and he never went swimming with the rest of the family.
She wore the name openly, because it got tiresome to always remember to wear a tight wristband. It occasionally attracted conversation with strangers, but nothing worthy of note until she was seventeen.
Almost anything in Mogeko Castle was worthy of note, especially that horned woman who stopped looking at her cell phone to stare at Yonaka’s wrist. “Your soulmate is… Ivlis?”
Yonaka didn’t think that was worth mentioning compared to ways of getting out of the castle, but the girl seemed a little weird. “Yeah, but we’ve never met. Have you met somebody named that?”
“Not personally.” The girl paused. “If you get out of here alive, do you want me to let someone know? Word travels fast where I’m from.”
“If I get out of here alive, sure.” Yonaka chuckled, a little ruefully. “It’ll be something good to come from this whole mess.”
She remembered that conversation after she escaped.
(Her brother’s soulmate was written on his autopsy report. She pretended it was someone else.)
There was a lot of Mogeko Castle that she could have just imagined: possibly, the entire thing. So she didn’t put much hope in finding her soulmate until another horned person knocked on her door.
“Excuse me.” He took a short bow. “My name is Envi, and I am a demon who’s been sent to escort you to Ivlis. Are you busy right now?”
Yonaka looked at the dinner she’d been cooking, then back at him. “Let me just turn the stove off.”
Travel was quick, through portals that Yonaka supposed were much more efficient than taking the bus, even if they were a little scary. Their destination was swelteringly hot, and Yonaka found herself complaining, “I could have changed into lighter clothes first…”
“I’m sorry.” Envi sounded genuine as he guided her up the stairs to a castle entrance. “I forgot that humans were more sensitive to temperature.”
More demons in suits stopped them at the entrance. “State your business.”
“I am a messenger from Lord Satanick,” Envi said, and from the way he said it Yonaka didn’t think he was at all proud of that fact. “I’m here to bring a token of affection to Lord Ivlis. This is Yonaka Kurai.”
The demons looked her over before stepping aside.
“They know my name?” Yonaka whispered as they entered the castle. “And- I’m not supposed to be that ‘token of affection’, am I? I don’t want to be a concubine!”
“Don’t worry,” said Envi. “Ivlis turns those away at the castle gates.”
That didn’t make Yonaka feel much better.
The throne room was long, and Yonaka couldn’t see the person in the throne clearly until they got close to him. What she saw didn’t put her at ease: sure, he was handsome, but she hadn’t pictured her soulmate having claws…
“I’ve seen you before, you’re one of Satanick’s underlings. And- a human.” Ivlis squinted at her, frowning. She could see his sharp teeth. “If he’s trying to send me another-”
Envi cleared his throat. “Yonaka. Would you show Lord Ivlis your wrist, please?” He nudged her forward.
Yonaka wasn’t sure she wanted to get that close, but she’d come this far. She approached the throne and held out her hand with Ivlis’ name written on the wrist.
Ivlis was silent for a moment, before shrugging off his coat. There, on his left arm, was-
“I don’t know how to read that language,” said Yonaka.
“It says ‘Yonaka Kurai’.” An awkward silence fell after Ivlis said that, with Yonaka staring at the ground in front of her.
So, this was really him. Her soulmate. The one person in all the world… actually, probably all the worlds (plural), considering the circumstances… who she was meant to be with for the rest of her life.
She had no idea what to do. Neither, apparently, did Ivlis.
Finally, she looked up at him again. “It’s nice to meet you.”
A small smile appeared on his face, slowly. “Heh. Same.”
Fandom: The Gray Garden, Mogeko Castle
Character(s): Yonaka, Kurotsuno, Envi, Ivlis
Pairing(s): Ivlis/Yonaka
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 820
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: A really stupid soulmate AU.
Notes: I should be writing something else.
Yonaka has been open with the name of her soulmate, written on the outside of her wrist, ever since she was young. ‘Ivlis’, spelled with katakana. Most of her classmates shared theirs, and it felt weird not to be equally as forthcoming.
Probably it’s a foreigner’s name, some of her friends said. Wouldn’t he have a family name too? others said. Someone suggested that her soulmate was one of those famous musicians with only one name, while others pointed out that she’d still have his birth name unless he legally changed it to Ivlis.
It was mysterious. Yonaka wondered about it, but gradually she stopped thinking over it; she’d meet them when she met them, she figured. If she turned eighteen without finding them she might hire a soulmate detective agency to investigate.
Brother never shared his soulmate’s name. He said it was written near his heart, and he never went swimming with the rest of the family.
She wore the name openly, because it got tiresome to always remember to wear a tight wristband. It occasionally attracted conversation with strangers, but nothing worthy of note until she was seventeen.
Almost anything in Mogeko Castle was worthy of note, especially that horned woman who stopped looking at her cell phone to stare at Yonaka’s wrist. “Your soulmate is… Ivlis?”
Yonaka didn’t think that was worth mentioning compared to ways of getting out of the castle, but the girl seemed a little weird. “Yeah, but we’ve never met. Have you met somebody named that?”
“Not personally.” The girl paused. “If you get out of here alive, do you want me to let someone know? Word travels fast where I’m from.”
“If I get out of here alive, sure.” Yonaka chuckled, a little ruefully. “It’ll be something good to come from this whole mess.”
She remembered that conversation after she escaped.
(Her brother’s soulmate was written on his autopsy report. She pretended it was someone else.)
There was a lot of Mogeko Castle that she could have just imagined: possibly, the entire thing. So she didn’t put much hope in finding her soulmate until another horned person knocked on her door.
“Excuse me.” He took a short bow. “My name is Envi, and I am a demon who’s been sent to escort you to Ivlis. Are you busy right now?”
Yonaka looked at the dinner she’d been cooking, then back at him. “Let me just turn the stove off.”
Travel was quick, through portals that Yonaka supposed were much more efficient than taking the bus, even if they were a little scary. Their destination was swelteringly hot, and Yonaka found herself complaining, “I could have changed into lighter clothes first…”
“I’m sorry.” Envi sounded genuine as he guided her up the stairs to a castle entrance. “I forgot that humans were more sensitive to temperature.”
More demons in suits stopped them at the entrance. “State your business.”
“I am a messenger from Lord Satanick,” Envi said, and from the way he said it Yonaka didn’t think he was at all proud of that fact. “I’m here to bring a token of affection to Lord Ivlis. This is Yonaka Kurai.”
The demons looked her over before stepping aside.
“They know my name?” Yonaka whispered as they entered the castle. “And- I’m not supposed to be that ‘token of affection’, am I? I don’t want to be a concubine!”
“Don’t worry,” said Envi. “Ivlis turns those away at the castle gates.”
That didn’t make Yonaka feel much better.
The throne room was long, and Yonaka couldn’t see the person in the throne clearly until they got close to him. What she saw didn’t put her at ease: sure, he was handsome, but she hadn’t pictured her soulmate having claws…
“I’ve seen you before, you’re one of Satanick’s underlings. And- a human.” Ivlis squinted at her, frowning. She could see his sharp teeth. “If he’s trying to send me another-”
Envi cleared his throat. “Yonaka. Would you show Lord Ivlis your wrist, please?” He nudged her forward.
Yonaka wasn’t sure she wanted to get that close, but she’d come this far. She approached the throne and held out her hand with Ivlis’ name written on the wrist.
Ivlis was silent for a moment, before shrugging off his coat. There, on his left arm, was-
“I don’t know how to read that language,” said Yonaka.
“It says ‘Yonaka Kurai’.” An awkward silence fell after Ivlis said that, with Yonaka staring at the ground in front of her.
So, this was really him. Her soulmate. The one person in all the world… actually, probably all the worlds (plural), considering the circumstances… who she was meant to be with for the rest of her life.
She had no idea what to do. Neither, apparently, did Ivlis.
Finally, she looked up at him again. “It’s nice to meet you.”
A small smile appeared on his face, slowly. “Heh. Same.”