Where Can I Read The Light Of Valencia?

Where can I read The Light of Valencia?

On Deviantart @ Kingdommaker. You’ll see a folder in my gallery that says The Light of Valencia and that’s where you’ll find the chapters. I made sure that they were in order there. I want to post it in other places too but I’m still iffy on that. Warning be prepared for some minor spelling mistakes in the first five or so chapters. That was before I learned ho to properly edit. Hope you enjoy it, though!

Big Announcement!

HEAR THEE, HEAR THEE!

As of literally two months ago, the creator of Ulysses, Wolf Hawkins/Sentus Optimus, Adrian Devereaux, Cristobal, and all the rest has officially given all of his characters of Ulysses’ saga and of the prequel and the sequel characters to me. I had been planning on announcing it with a welcome to the family drawing or a meme but now that school is literally tomorrow, it is about time that I told y’all.

So y’all know what that means. NEW MUSES! Welcome Ulysses and the rest of the cast to the family! I hope you guys love the opportunity to talk to these guys and appreciate them and special thank you to James known as ThePhantomUlisse on Deviantart for giving up the Ulysses series to me as he has other stories to work on that he has more interest for and is no longer in the P101 fandom. One condition he has asked of me was that I don’t change anything already established in the characters’ canon. Which I have no problem with as I have no interest in changing the characters.

Have fun!

The Little Kitten

So @piecesofchess has been having a hard time and I have been in a sorta unmotivated mood lately, so I decided why not write some cute Baby!Lucette short stories! It’s very very short but I think it’s cute. Enjoy.

King Kane of Valencia, more commonly known as Supreme Commander Kane, had a very strange problem. A non harmful problem, but a problem nonetheless. And it involved his niece, Princess Lucette Favero.

She won’t stop meowing. And refuses to speak.

The problem first popped up when her maid, Alma, contacted him saying that Lucette was not behaving herself. A rarity. Lucette was usually a well behaved child, but a child she still was. And like any child, she had her acting outs. Most of the times they would be corrected by Alma and done with but on occasion, Kane himself would have to speak stern words to her.

However, this particular situation might prove to be one he may have to accept defeat on.

“Lucette.” He groaned, trying again to make his nine year old niece see reason.

“Meow.” She responded, the same as before.

“Are you a kitten or a princess?” He asked,rising to his full height to look sternly down at her.

“Meow meow.” 

He hated that he knew exactly what she said just from the cheeky grin on her face.

“Fine then. And just how long are you going to do this?” He asked, sighing heavily. His little niece’s bright blues blinked and stared up at the ceiling for a few minutes in thought, nose scrunching up in concentration before going back to him and holding up one finger.

“One hour?” He guessed, only for Lucette to shake her head no. She held up one finger again and then pointed to the sun that shone through her giant Polarian style windows.

‘One sun? Oh.’

“One day? You are going to meow for the entire day?” He questioned, irritated by her persistence. But when she nodded her head with that serious look on her face, he sighed, accepting her condition. Sometimes, it was best to give the victory to the child rather than wrestle with them. Something he had learned over is years of raising his niece.

Finally dinner time, at least for Lucette. While his Elites talked about the events of the day, he kept his eye on Lucette who had been enjoying her favorite dish of tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwich. An oddly simple meal for a princess but one that she liked and one that didn’t require many resources. At the moment, however, she was trying to reach the pepper shaker with little success. After watching her struggle for a few more minutes, he decided to intervene.

“Lucette.”

She perked up, her head whipping towards him with her eyes wide.

“Do you need help to get that?” He inquired, getting a smile and head nod from the little girl.

“What do we say when we need help?” He pushed, watching her mouth open with a bit of smug satisfaction as she began to fall right into his trap. 

Only for her to freeze, eyes narrow then slowly shut her mouth with a smirk.

‘Of course she caught on.’

“Meow.” She said instead, her nose high in the air.

“Well I am not going to get it for you if you do not ask properly.” He replied back, settling back into his chair. Lucette’s face fell, and she slouched down in her chair, puffed cheeks telling her anger. Until a gleam appeared in her eyes and a sneaky grin spread on her face.

‘What is she planning now?’ He wondered, his head tilting as he curiously watched his niece stand up on her chair and grab the table cloth.

‘She wouldn’t dar-’ His thought was cut off as she did actually dare. She pulled the table cloth towards herself, before reaching with her entire little body and snatching up the pepper shaker. As she settled into her seat, she shot him a triumphant, wide smug grin before shaking the desired amount of pepper into her soup and continuing on happily eating, ignoring the confused looks of the Elites.

He was getting through his paperwork in his study when he heard the door to his suite open and close. At first, he thought it some meddlesome assassin or pirate gotten lucky, reaching over to where his sword was hidden next to him behind his desk. It wasn’t until he listened closely that he realized that the heartbeat of the intruder was far too small to be the heart of an adult and was far too calm to be the heart of someone who didn’t belong. 

When the soft patter of small feet met his audio, he relaxed, pulling his hand away from the sword and waited. As he thought, when the door to the study squeaked open, familiar blue eyes peeked in.

“Meow?”

“Yes Luce mia, you can come in.” He answered. The second he ended his sentence, Lucette left her spot and climbed into her usual spot of his lap, cuddling into his white blouse. Snatching up his coat from a nearby chair and curling it around herself like a blanket.

“I am correct to presume that you are more than pleased with yourself for not only your dinner stunt but for the entire day?” He asked, even though he had no need because he can tell she has that cheeky grin on her face again.

“Meow.” She answered proudly, hopping a bit. He looked at the clock on his desk, noting that it was five minutes before midnight.

“You know you are going to be punished for that, right?”

“Meow meow meow meow.” She replied, unbothered by the prospect of grounding. He isn’t surprised. She had Aleta’s stubbornness and the Favero family pride. Or is it the Lionerian Royal family pride she inherited? Perhaps even both.

That’s when the bells from the clocktower in Florenza began to ring, signalling midnight. They both remained silent until it finished before looking at each other.

“Daytime over!” She said, finally in words.

“Yes, meaning that it is time for little princesses to get their rest.” He stated, picking her up and rising from his seat. 

“Can’t I sleep on your bed tonight, Uncle?” She pleaded, doing her best to convince him with the puppy eyes. 

“Do you think you deserve to sleep on the big bed tonight?” He asked. If he were human, he would have raised an eyebrow at his niece.

“Yes!” She answered firmly, not at all sorry for her behavior. Were he anyone else, he would have been surprised by the audacity of his niece. But he was not, a faint flickering of pride appearing.

“Very well then. You will find out your punishments tomorrow. I will humor you for tonight.” He said, carrying her to the rarely used bedchamber. Laying her under the blanket and covering her up, he placed a small kiss on her forehead before going to leave only to be stopped by his niece.

“Buona notte, Zio. Ti amo.”

He was silent for a second before quietly responding.

“Buona notte, Luce mia. Ti amo anch’io.”

Y'all didn't ask for this but oh well :^)

The pirate was bounded to a chair of valencian, golden steel, a rag muffling their cries and pleas of mercy and agony as the pain nulling medicine began to wear off. You noticed blood trailing down your calves, the pricking and sharp pain of the pointed object slicing off the flesh of your thigh.

Tears welled up in your eyes as the cool metal was met with warm, red liquid from you— only to deepen. It would be costly for a few stitches to repair.

“You’re quite the crier, aren’t you?”

His menacing, cool voice would send shivers down your spine, every fiber of your being boiling in rage towards the commander. Why? Why you out of all the people? You, the pirate who wanted to go about with their misadventure filled life, only to be ruined by the process of becoming a robot.

You were all in for a new beginning, but this was off the boundaries of that.

The thigh’s flesh opened, revealing the bone within your limb. It would only be soon yanked out harshly by Kane, himself savouring your shrills of pain. He knows you deserved it, for being the meddlesome pirate you were. After all, you even thought that yourself.

The tears that streamed down your cheeks couldn’t stop, it was unbearable to the point you wanted to vomit and pass out. Or even worst. How much blood were you shedding anyway? No matter to the Commander, he reaches over to a tool kit that was neatly organized with clockwork parts in their sockets. He grabbed a metal femur-shaped limb before lodging it deep within your leg. It surprisingly intertwined with your natural bone structure that was broken and tore out so mercilessly.

Profanity spewed out from your mouth as you could feel the sense of the fucker grinning at your misery and pain.

“You do realize you have three more limbs to go, yes? Bear with me, young pirate.”

All you could do was holler to the heavens and let any outsider listen to your howls and screams that would last throughout the initiation.

Since you all want to test the little patience I have on a Monday...

I’m gonna have a little sit down with y’all. BECAUSE IT APPARENTLY NEEDS TO BE SAID. Since y’all lost all of your common sense.

There is a line between fiction and reality. Let me say it again, there is a line between fiction and reality. There is a HUGE difference in liking an evil character because of the character and liking the evil character because you agree with what they did.

“But King, that’s obvious!” You would think so, huh? But some people, wait, let’s be honest, MOST people on this hellsite have never been outside for more than 20 seconds tops. If you haven’t noticed, this place is an echo chamber. It’s like 4chan but on the opposite end of the spectrum. A lot of people here are so rabid about their hatred of a character, that it is terrifying to watch. Many people here think that hating the obviously evil character makes them a superior being than those who do like the evil character. Because of their superiority, they think it their holy duty to “educate” those “poor naive fools” who like the evil character. By being hostile, calling them out by name, making rant posts about them, etc.

They basically harass and bully those who don’t agree with their views. And it shows. Let’s be honest, they do not care about “bringing you into the light”. They like having power over you. Straight and simple.

And that’s honestly how this website works. Slap on the words “straight, white, male, genocide, facism, yada yada” and Tumblr will agree with anything else after. Instead of critical thinking, they just see a few buzz words and call it a day. And if that posts mentions another blog, they will hunt that blog down till the ends of the earth.

Doesn’t matter that the character is fictional in a made up world, they will make the furthest reach to say that because you like that character, it will affect your real morals in reality. AKA the dumbest shit I ever heard.

What I’m trying to say is; Enough with the gatekeeping, enough with the holier than thou attitude, enough of the superiority complex, enough. Let people have fun and enjoy themselves and relax. Breathe. If you see something that you don’t like, just walk away or block them. You’re on the internet. It’s not that hard.

P101 fandom, because it was y’all that made me go off on a rant, chill out. I know, it’s been so long since we got a real update. I know you guys are getting cabin fever and want KI to pay you attention again, I understand that. But, chasing off RPers who are interested in the darker characters isn’t going to do anything but make people hate you. You already did it once, don’t do it again to one of the more popular ones. 

This rant isn’t just about P101, it’s about other fandoms too. If you want to mention a specific fandom, you can reblog this or comment. Come on, guys. You’re supposed to be adults. Act like it. 

Hey, guys! I’m the mun who was behind @piecesofchess-deactivated201908. After deactivating that blog, I sort of avoided the Pitty fandom like the plague because of what happened, but after a friend informed me that the Kane Hate blog was taken down, I decided to take a look back into the tags…

I am really grateful that there were people who stood by my side, even after I was gone. I understand my disappearance was sort of sudden, and while I did leave a post telling people I was going to be deleting and explaining why(as well as my whole opinion on the “Anti-Kane” issue)…I couldn’t stand to be there after seeing all the support the hate blog was getting, and deleted before anyone could start coming after me and my blog’s contents.

Just to clear some things up because there’s a lot of speculation going around - no one ever went after me directly. I closed my inbox right away so no one could spread the drama to me, and I deleted solely because the meme posted on the hate blog was directed to what me and a few others were producing in the fandom. Seeing everyone liking/reblogging that post even though it was practically telling me and my partners to be “mindful of what we post” because they didn’t like the content in our threads really….discouraged me. Because of the attention it was getting at the time, it led me to believe I just wasn’t wanted here anymore.

It really touched me to hear how much people appreciated my content, though. It says a lot about the ones who enjoyed my stuff so much they decided to speak up for me, in what possibly had to be my most vulnerable time in the P101 fandom….and for that, I want to thank everyone who did what they could to get that blog taken down. It wasn’t doing any good for anybody, it was starting a serious superiority complex/gatekeeping issue in the fandom, and things seem better now that it’s gone. Honestly? No one ever wanted that kind of drama here, and I’m glad they made their voices heard on that.

I thought this was the best time for me to finally step back in the fandom. After seeing all the support and appreciation sent my way after I was gone…It made me feel like people wanted me in this fandom. The truth is, I was always conflicted on how it was felt with me being around here, because there were so many memes and jokes being made at the expense of Armada fans, and for a long time I just had this lingering feeling that people didn’t exactly like what I was doing here. Once that blog was made, well, it felt like it was a big push for me to delete. If you saw what that meme posted on that blog said, you’d understand what I was saying…

I don’t want this to be another RP blog. I’ve already had to make the @piecesofchess blog TWICE, and neither ended well for me. It took me MONTHS to make everything for my last blog, and to do that 3 times is just….exhausting. Unless I have a lot of people interested in interacting with me again, I can’t see any reason to put myself through all of that, especially not after how my RPs were taken by the fandom. I just can’t do it again. I’m sorry.

What I DO plan for this blog, however, is to keep making & sharing content for the Armada, because I really do love them so much and I’m not kidding when I say they’re my favorite villains of all time. I understand there are people who feel the same way, and I still want to be the one giving these villains the attention and appreciation they deserve. I’m so glad other Armada fans have risen in the fandom, but my life just doesn’t feel the same anymore if I don’t have a place I can share my love for my favorite characters.

I plan on making more fanfictions, fanart, GIFs, and appreciation posts for the Armada, and I might turn this blog into an Ask blog? I’m still not entirely sure yet….but I’d really appreciate it if you guys considered following me again, and spread the word that I’m finally stepping back into the fandom.