User blog:Ore-samma/My Cyclops (awkward Yandere) (no lewd)

Hello Fans, Ore-Samma here!

This one is a fan request from this forum = https://monstergirlencyclopedia.fandom.com/f/p/4400000000000068446/r/4400000000000453935

This one was quite tricky to write. Not only did I recently wrote a cyclops, but the details asked to be fleshed out made the story tricky to do.

''The cyclops hauls heavy equipment and stones, while the guy paints murals and assembles the mosaics. The cyclops is absolutely yandere for Thren, but is self-conscious and terribly shy, partially because she has shaky hands, and therefore cannot make quality weapons for self-prostitution. Because of her insecurity, she hatches a plan to kidnap Thren and make him her own.''

Maybe about a 4/10 difficulty

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I hope you like it!

Ever your Servant-

Ore-Samma

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There he was. The artist of Baron Harkonen.

I stacked my bricks of quartz for the other laborer's to use for the section of the keep he was currently working on.

Bricks of quartz… can you say ‘excessive’?

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For the moment, my part was done, and I had little to do, so I found myself a shadowy corner and just watched my artist masterfully set the blocks in the correct pattern to produce a wall that would put even the greatest stained glass to shame.

I sighed as I glanced upon my artist. His noble profile furrowed in concentration as he continued to paint the mural he was currently working on. My eyes lingered on his lips that I so desperately wanted to taste. There just had to be some way….some way to make him mine!

I noticed he was done and stepped away for some lunch.

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“Whew, that was good work!” He said to another artist and wiped his brow with a handkerchief and followed the others to eat, leaving the cloth behind.

I strode forth, took it, and quickly retreated, sniffing my prize the entire way, feeling my body grow hot and my mind numb.

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“-''Hey! Arla! Watch out!”''

I stopped and froze, just barely stopping myself from crashing into one of the workers who carried several packages of tile.

I remained perfectly still as he shimmied around me.

My clumsiness was perhaps the biggest bother in my life. I couldn’t even make the crudest of weapons to offer to adventurers to secure a mate…..not that I would ever want to, now that I have seen the only man who could ever be my husband.

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“Ohhh, sweet master….” I moaned, despairing over the fact that I didn’t even know his name. “What must I do to have your love?”

“Thren! Hey Thren!” A voice called out and I looked up.

Some woman came running up to my artist! She hugged him and….and….

I felt my rage burst through something in my mind. She had to go, whoever she was….she had to go! No one but me could be with my Thren!

I gritted my teeth as I stayed a distance away, not even hearing what they were talking about...I was going to get her….yes I was….yes….I….was…..

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Later that day, I watched my Thren finish painting the murals to the Baron’s vanity while I carried the sea crystal chandelier to the fourth floor.

Once up there, I began to put up the temporary fasteners to hold it in place while more of the structure was built.

I looked down to see how the entire room was coming together and smiled seeing the absolute beauty my Thren was able to paint, sculpt and fashion together.

However my mood quickly turned foul and murderous as I saw that tart come close to my Thren! I gritted my teeth. Does she ever give up? Does she ever stop smiling and giggling and….and….why couldn’t she find a man of her own? Why couldn’t she….just….DIE!

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I gasped as I accidentally dropped a fastener I had in my hand and cried out, warning those below.

My Thren looked up and with a deft motion, caught the fastener.

“Good one Aria! I actually needed one of these!” He shouted up to where I was.

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“Oh! I- uh- well...you know...just glad to help.” I said with a smile.

“Hey! Who’s your cyclops friend?” The tart said, looking up and waving at me playfully.

“That’s Aria! She is the strongest cyclops I know, and we couldn’t have gone this far so fast without her!”

“How nice!” The tart said and skipped off.

I felt my rage just burn and burn and burn as I carefully went down the steps back to the first floor.

It wasn’t long until the day’s work was done and I was the only one left behind, preparing for tomorrow’s assignments...loading up supplies that would be needed among other things.

“And what about that one girl that was with Thren?" The Baron said to the foreman as he surveyed the work done. "She’s gonna pose here for the next part of the mural, right?”

I looked at the spot, and looked up….right below the chandelier! Perfect.

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I lingered as everyone else left. I grinned as I set up the chandelier to fall as soon as triggered it in the other room. No one would know, my rival would be eliminated, and Thren would be mine!

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Wait a second….

How would I get Thren to notice me after I eliminate the tart? Wait a second, why would I need him to notice me? I would just take him, and run away. There would be no one else but me and him, and so; no one else to love but me!

The ensuring chaos and panic of the chandelier falling would be more than enough to allow a distraction to grab him and take him to the mountains where my tribe lived.

There, I would keep him forever!

“Forever, and ever, and ever!” I muttered as I inspected my work, already anticipating my first night with my Thren!

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(pov shift)

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I walked in, earlier than I usually do. I was hoping Aria would be here setting the supplies in place, but I exhaled in disappointment. She had already done her morning deliveries and set up. Blast! I was hoping to get the chance to talk to her!

I remember the grand master and his obsession with his last muse before he stepped down from the sphere of art forever.

I never forgot the moment he unveiled the statue of his bride, Meme’ It was the most obscenely expensive statue in living and recorded memory. A statue the same shape and size crafted in gold wouldn’t even begin to account the expense my master placed into it.

But that unveiling at his wedding. It started a bidding war like none other. All the Kings and Emperors who were invited simply had to have the piece.

But all I could do... was gaze upon its beauty. A statue that would last for the ages, herald eventually as something that only a god could sculpt and form... and I had to admit, it was the reason why I found Aria so attractive.

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I sighed as I was certain Aria wouldn’t be here until work began in earnest after breakfast.

I looked at the set up and saw that something was off.

The fasteners to the chandelier were precarious to say the least. I noticed that if one of the fasteners attached to an anchor point in the next room was to fail, the whole chandelier would fall.

“Ouch!” I muttered, “Silly Aria, we can’t have that. The Baron would have someone’s head!” I secured one more anchor point to a scaffolding and nodded. “There, that’ll hold.”

“Thren! Thren!”

I turned and smiled as my little sister came bounding in and hugged me with a kiss on the cheek.

“Did you get to talk to Aria? She’s so pretty!” She said with a warm giggle and smile.

“Not yet. She already finished the morning prep work.” I said with a wistful smile. “And the Baron won’t really allow us to talk more than business. So I suppose it’ll have to wait.”

“Awww. Well, you said I am to stand here, right?” She said, getting into position.

I nodded. “Yes.” Let’s get  started.

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(pov shift)

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There he was! My Thren…..and the tart.

I grumbled and felt my anger rise again as she motioned to Thren and giggled. Thren looked at me and waved.

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“Hey Aria! Good to see you!” He said with a warm smile.

I waved back. “Yes! Very good!” I kept smiling until he looked back at his tart, and gritted my teeth as I prepared to set my plan in motion.

Today was going to be the day.

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“Hey! Aria! We need the sheets of lead up here on the scaffolding!” The foreman called out.

I looked and replied. “If you place those sheets there, the scaffolding will be way off balance! You sure?”

The foreman nodded. “The Baron demanded it! Don’t worry, it won’t be up here for long. We’re already set to put the sheets in place.”

I shrugged and hauled about a quarter ton of lead to where they pointed and went to my fastener.

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“Goodbye, tart!” I hissed and pulled it free, already making my way into the room….wait….wait…..oh no! Who changed the anchor point?!?!

I cried out as I noticed that someone put a secondary anchor point on the now off-balance scaffolding! It was going to fall on my Thren!

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The entire ordeal seemed to go in slow motion, and once the scaffolding started to teeter my Thren rushed forward, using his body to shield the tart. NO!

I rushed forward and grabbed the scaffolding with all my strength and cried out as I heaved the structure to keep its balance.

The entire work site erupted into action and people re-secured the chandelier, threw the lead sheets from the scaffolding just as my strength started to fail me.

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I collapsed and panted, wondering how did it all go wrong? Who changed the anchor point? Why? Why do things keep getting in the way of my Thren?

“Aria!” Then said, rushing to my side and placed his hand on my face. “You saved my life! You saved my sisters life! Thank you!” He cried out and kissed me on the lips.

He….kissed….me…..

Wait? Sister?

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“Sh-she’s your sister?” I blurted, looking at the young lady.

“Yes!” Thren said. “I can’t believe you stopped that all by yourself! You’re such a good person!” Then said, breathless. “A goddess!”

I felt my guilt and shame rise to the surface realizing what I was ready to do….what I almost did…

“I shook my head. “No...I uh...well…..it’s just that…..”

“Please! Come to our house for dinner!” Thren said, with his sister nodding. “I want you to come. Say you will?”

I nodded. “Uh...oh...okay...”

The rest of the day passed by in a state of numb shock. Even now,  I couldn’t believe that I was ready to eliminate the sister to my Thren just because I thought she was his lover.

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What have I become? I thought to myself as I waved to Thren and his sister as they left for the day.

“Please come soon! We are having roasted pheasant!” Thren’s sister called out.

Once home I washed up and dressed, and made my way to Thren’s villa estate, smelling his handkerchief along the way. I wondered if I still had a chance, or if this was just going to be a polite form of saying ‘thank you’.

However the moment the door opened, Thren immediately pulled me and and held me tight, kissing me on the cheek. “Aria! You’ve come! Wow! You look amazing!” He said in a near whisper.

I felt my face burn from the attention Thren gave me, and the many smiling faces looking at me.

The dinner passed by with Thren’s serving staff paying close attention to me. My wine glass was always full, I was always offered first choice on the courses and was called ‘Lady Aria’

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Afterwards, Thren walked with me in his garden.

“Aria, I just don’t know how to say this….but...I really like you.”

I felt a shock ripple through my body. “Y-you do?”

He leaned in, my face felt as though it was on fire. I felt vision blurred as I closed my eye and my tears cooled off my face from his breath as our lips met.

As my heart fluttered, so did my guilt! I almost eliminated my Thren’s sister! I had to tell him! I had to come clean!

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“Thren...I have  to tell you something.”

“Yes?”

“I- the accident at the workplace was my fault.” I looked up at him and wiped my eye. “I’m so sorry, I just didn’t-”

Thren was still smiling and nodded. “I know.”

“What? You? You knew?”

Thren laughed and kissed me again. “Well sure! Everyone knew you were the one who secured the chandelier. I’m just glad that super cute trait of getting flustered and the awkward clumsiness didn’t come to any lasting harm...and especially that it was you who fixed it!” He kissed me again. "That wasn't your fault."

It took a moment to process what he just said, and the absurdity of my plan hit me like ton of quartz bricks.

I was about to tell him that he didn’t understand- that I was trying to eliminate his sister that I-

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Thren cupped my cheek and continued to kiss me. His hands now starting to reach and explore the more lewd areas of my body.

I….well….. I did come clean….I suppose it would have to do….

I still had one more part of my plan to settle, before I would let go of that part of me forever.

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With one swift motion I scooped Thren up, and hoisted him over my shoulder. I glanced up, and jumped to his second floor balcony and took my prize, my lover, my husband, my Thren to his- our bed where I would claim him as mine forever.