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Beauty and the Thief [BL]

Meowssey
“Aaaah, you mean that useless fuck?’” In other words: Tao Hua's life in Siyue Town is fucking miserable, somehow earning him the title of "Village Disgrace." To cope with this, he retreats into tale after tale, dreaming of someone to save him from this worthless piece of shit town. Which brings us to our story! One fateful day, Tao Hua's entire routine is flipped upside down after stupidly running into a mysterious man. This man, titled Lord No-Name as per Tao Hua's fabulous creativity, was both tall and intimidating. And most importantly...he could read! No dumbfuck villager around had the brains, so our poor princess couldn't help himself, he had to find out more about this potential friend--and quite possibly his first ever. But there wa one problem with this touchy man that Tao Hua couldn't understand. To every question answered was three more posed. Through a twist of events, Tao Hua regrettably realizes this man of eloquence and many talents shares a common swntiment: he is also fucking miserable! BUt worse! And instead of coping like normal fucking person, he doesnt even bother! He doesn't escape. He doesn't cope. He just does nothing. 0/10, worst prince ever written. Misery aside, this fateful encounter will force Tao Hua to make a choice, but to this choice, he asks only one rhetorics question. "What was one mean-spirited beast to a town of people who despises a beauty's entire existence?" ──── ୨୧ ──── Beauty and the Thief is a slow-burn, stop to smell the roses, type of novel. That being said, the roses aren't your typical floral scent, and the prince isn't charming. He sucks, big time. It follows the POV of the princess, Tao Hua as he tries to understand just who this mystery man is and the curse that shrouds Chuhen Palace. ──── ୨୧ ──── Beauty and the Thief will be updated Monday-Wednesday-Friday. ──── ୨୧ ──── Disclaimer: This story borrows the premise of Beauty and the Beast, by Jeanne-Marie Le Prince de Beaumont, relying heavily on the trope while also twisting it to smithereens. The beast element is exchanged for a power dynamic, and the curse differs from the original story. The narration borders on sarcastic, self-aware, while also targeting deeper topics. The narrator often breaks the fourth wall as a stylistic choice. ──── ୨୧ ──── !!!IMPORTANT WARNINGS!!! This story is morally complex and does follow topics such as abuse and manipulation. Understanding that, it's best to read knowing not all is what it seems, nor does the author endorse these themes. They just prefer to write darker topics with the potential of resolve.
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