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obsessed with characters who were written for one another. like, what do you mean the reason for my existence is to be by your side? what do you mean our divine purpose is to belong to one another, for better or worse?
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woah this character is so cool i wish they were covered in blood their whole body trembling with a look of absolute horror on their face as theyre struggling to breathe in panic
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Fun fact, if your whumpee's hair is long enough and not tied back, it can get caught under their knees and yank their own head down as they're trying to crawl
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Cadia's Wolves: Skyv's LOVE, Mine Favorite (Unfinished)
Skyv smiles softly running his hands through his brother's short cut hair, he did miss his longer hair, shaking his head he asks out.
“Why did thy cut your hair, Stigr? It was so nice MINE big brother?”
Stigr shivers at Skyv's tone, but relaxes at his younger brother's claws rubbing through his now short hair. Maybe he shouldn't have cut it, maybe he shouldn't be presenting so...feminine, it would make Skyv happy if he was just...Stigr...
“...Srry...di-didn't muan-mean to...up...um set... you. Wunted 'ry new.”
Skyv sighs softly at his brother's struggle to speak, his clawed hands reaching down towards his neck, making Stigr flinch back more into his belly. A feeling that feels Skyv something as always when with his brother, HE LOVES HIM, he does no one can take him away.
“Shhhh, it's ok, I love you Stigr, you know that, I won't hurt you, you trust me don't you?”
“Ngh, Sk-Skyv! W-wuit, pwease...I'll be...I won't...”
Skyv's light purple eyes shine with a dark love towards his brother finally having some emotion in them. Only when around Stigr did he ever truly feel things. So it must be TRUE LOVE. Not just brotherly. Oh it's so wonderful to realize it, if only his brother wasn't dating that backwards rat Hysh! Oh how dare Hysh take his brother from him, HATE HYSH hate him. Stigr's legs kicking somewhat as Skyv's clawed hands squeeze tightly on his neck making it hard to breath.
“Stigr! Stigr! Stigr! Oh I love saying thy name! I picked it you know, Mine favorite? I maketh'd you!”
Skyv's grin changed to that sadistic one, as he choked his brother who tries to shove him off, but knows better stopping himself from doing it. He has to be good for his little brother. Stigr doesn't understand why his brother gets like this, wait he picked...his...name? Skyv lets go of his neck letting Stigr gasp for air and winces from the pain in his throat and neck.
“Stigr..! I'm...I'm sorry, I don't knowth what-”
“Y-u..? pi-pick nume? My... name? M-mhke..?”
Skyv flinches this time he hadn't meant to say that, he got a bit to manic there didn't he... Oh no how will he explain this without giving away what really happened.. So he laughs out with a purr and tries to distract, to gaslight his brother again.
“Oh no, where did thine hear that? I'd never said anything like that Stigr? And if so thine didn't meanth anyway so!”
“Bu-..um...-”
Skyv glares towards him still having him on the ground where they had been cuddling, on top of him.
“Do I have to MAKETH thy understand? Or will thy be behaved for me, mine favorite?”
Stigr whines at that, his legs still kicking abit in nerves, as he struggles bug eyed while trying to get his thoughts together and out of his mouth pleading.
“Pwease...on't use...spell, be gud will, promise...”
Skyv growls wry at this annoyed at his brother's fear of him as he speaks his teeth are snapping together with little sparks.
“What are thy on about, I'm not one of thine freaks! Also I told thy, I won't use it if you don't maketh me, mine favorite.”
Prompt: https://www.tumblr.com/tender-traps/758083107390947328?source=share
#Cadia's Wolves#Skyv Egilhard#Stigr Egilhard#prompt inspo#Salcan's writing#My writing#darktide#Darktide ocs#warhammer 40000#warhammer 40k#warhammer 40k darktide
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"please don't use the obedience spell."
"i told you, i won't use it if you don't make me."
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aftermath… whumpee looking in the mirror and just silently staring. running a hand over their buzzed hair, maybe, or tracing the bruises or bandages or stitches on their face.
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you ever feel like you were born with something rotten inside you and if people get close enough they’re gonna find out
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While I am not one to be held back by realism, sometimes it ends up making a scenario better. Like:
Whumpee is great at whatever it is they do. They have some sort of job where they need to retain information, be able to orient themselves, and the like. Their mind is amazing at that, and they're proud - incredibly proud of themselves. And then something happens - the hurt happens.
Maybe they're kidnapped and kept somewhere they don't know, maybe they're tortured for the same information they had before. Maybe they're in a bad accident and lost. Something they, by every metric they used before to feel accomplished, should be able to deal with. Making escape plans, being able to find their way out of places and back to wherever they want to get - it's their whole thing.
But they can't. They're in pain, and exhausted, maybe being tortured, maybe just too hurt or shaken up. And they can't think. They stumble, they get lost - they get a good look at the sky and cannot find North, no matter how hard they try to remember how to do that. They walk into their captors because they make a turn right instead of left, or perhaps just walk in circles for too long without even noticing. They run for the nearest exit only to get lost not even a few meters from it, their head spinning, unable to remember the map for that very same area they're sure they knew. They cannot think, at all, their mind completely empty of anything useful.
And their pride shatters.
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so in the au is izutsumi a scp, and if so, what class
To answer your questions about Izutsumi - yes, she is an scp object in my au! I thought about her being the euclid class because of her attitude towards the doctors. But she became less stubborn as it was clear that they want to help her become human (if it's even possible..)
About Kabru - I really haven't thought of anything as I didn't intend to go THIS far about a silly monster×scientist au with farcille, but I really like your idea!
sorry about the shitty quality, I am not at home rn
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pocket sized plant for all your Armageddon-related needs (she doesn't mind)
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The whumpee had grown incredibly aggressive under the whumper’s constant torture, learning that biting and attacking were the best ways to survive. This tactic had worked for a long time, and the whumpee didn’t even hesitate to attack the people that he didn’t even recognize, not realizing that those people were there to rescue them.
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"I can't remember who I was. Who.. they were, what they must've done to end up here.
But.. they weren't a good person. Couldn't have been.
And I think I still am them. I can feel it, this anger.
Whatever it is they did... think I'm going to end up doing it again."
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what’s more intimate than letting someone sew you up?
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“Promise me this doesn’t change anything,” Whumpee begged, eyes sparkling with tears. Caretaker just blinked, “….I….”
Whumper was right. No one but Whumper would love them. God, they were so stupid for even thinking that someone could acctually love them for who they are.
“Sooner or later you’ll understand, that no one but me would love the stupid disgusting train wreck you are, Whumpee.”
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