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Ainchase "Ain" Ishmael ([personal profile] eidxiety) wrote in [community profile] dachsbuns 2025-06-18 01:16 am (UTC)

ain dies thats it thats the psl

[Ain is very loved and very, very spoiled. He has everything he could ever want in life. Money, power, servants at his beck and call, fine jewels and foods, pretty clothing... and one would think a young prince would be happy with that shallow life, actually, if only because it's easier than being a peasant or working-class citizen who has to do things for a living... but no. Ain is not happy. Ain is, in fact, quite depressed, not because he doesn't have everything but because the things he wants to have are out of reach.

He wants a husband. He wants to be loved and not married off for politics and, actually, he also hates politics and wants to cease being involved in them. He wants a pet owl (Ain you cannot have an owl) (you don't have time for a pet anyway!), he wants to go on adventures, he sort of wants to stop being part of the church if he's honest with himself... and he really wants his mother to leave him alone.

Of course, being young and coddled with no way to know how to get any of that... Ain tolerates his life, wearing a fake smile and looking distantly sad if people squint, yet it always comes back to "he misses his siblings, who wouldn't?" Ain is going to be so real with everyone: he does not care one bit about his brothers. Not one. They're the reason all these heavy expectations have been placed on his shoulders, and he's sick and tired of them and the expectations and his mom and this and that and aaarghhh.

On a good day, Ain narrowly avoids a mental breakdown. On a bad day, uh, let's just say he's very good at holing himself up in the library or his room. On a really bad night, like tonight when he's unceremoniously woken up and yanked out of his bed via the window and a massive claw... the mental breakdown will become obvious in a couple hours, whenever they land, assuming he isn't eaten in the sky.

Most captives would probably wiggle. Ain looks down, sees the blurry shapes of trees from thousands of feet in the air, and thinks to himself: if anyone shoots me out of the sky or if I wiggle, I'm going to become meat in the branches.

So he does not wiggle.

This does not help the mental breakdown and the way he starts having a very understandable panic attack midair, though. Maybe someone will rescue him? Maybe dragons aren't real? Yeah, this is a nightmare. Dragons aren't real. He's going to wake up in his bed from this nightmare and be like "yay :) i'm still royalty :)".......

Okay, maybe becoming a splatter of flesh on the ground isn't such a bad idea. He gets out of being eaten And politics at the same time! Thanks panic attack for that nihilistic thought—]

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