#( 💢 ) ― Darkness approaches. : Answered

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the choice is a difficult one to make. even now as she makes her approach, veronica can feel hesitation weigh heavy on her body. each step across the barrack halls is as lightning strikes, and her breath hitches unevenly upon every exhale. her thoughts on embla remain divided, even now that it's been months since she saw the goddess last. her anger cannot be denied, but so can the strange softness that twists her heart awful.

and so, in spite of this pain— because of this pain— the emblian heir trudges on. she walks and walks until she stands an arm's length from embla, and stops in front of her with all the grave finality of a funeral bell. veronica faces her with a lifted chin. in part, to assert confidence; in truth, to fight back the tears that traitorously prick at the corners of her eyes.

"embla." veronica's voice starts off evenly, but it soon breaks into pieces— jagged shards of hurt, anger, and bitterness that are sharp enough to pierce.

"we… need to talk. don't try to fight. you can't, now that you're in askr. besides, i…" she squeezes her eyes shut, as though to ward off a migraine, "i know why you're like this… so don't make this any more difficult than it needs to be by running away. let's talk. now."

"You assume I would want to give myself unnecessary attention? Impudent child-" Embla stopped dead in her tracks, her blood... this woman was of her blood. She could feel it. A small smile came to her face, it was easy to assume the shorter woman would have answers to all of her questions. The god just needed to find out how to ask them without giving herself away.

Something about her was... strange, though. There was a disconnect between them that shouldn't be there. Just as quickly as that uneasy smile appeared, it returned to a scowl. "What is there to talk about? I have nothing to say to anyone. If you're going to prod me about things you think you know about me, you are wrong. I won't run, but you better make this worth my time." Her terrifying eyes narrowed, she took a step backwards, attempting to gain more distance between them. Being so close to someone made her uncomfortable.

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Tags

Tags are after the cut :)

IC

( 💢 ) ― Face the endless dark. : IC

OOC

( 💢 ) ― Expect nothing in return. : OOC

Character Specific

( 💢 ) ― …Tribute? Hm. : Visage ( 💢 ) ― …Tribute? Hm. : Aesthetic ( 💢 ) ― …Tribute? Hm. : Musings ( 💢 ) ― …Tribute? Hm. : Headcanons

Memes

( 💢 ) ― I have nothing to say to you. : OOC . Ask Memes ( 💢 ) ― I have nothing to say to you. : IC . Dash Memes

Crack

( 💢 ) ― I need to go to a dark space to put myself at ease. : Crack

Starter Call

( 💢 ) ― Despite knowing my disdain... : Starter Call

Answered

( 💢 ) ― Darkness approaches. : Answered

Promos

( 💢 ) ― This is not where I belong. : Promos

Main Verse

( 💢 ) ― Closing the Path : Main Verse

New Years Verse

( 💢 ) ― Gods Renewed! : NY Verse

Blog Specific Tags

Askr / illuminatedgod ( 💢 ) ― God of Openness : Being in your presence makes me feel as if I am losing my mind… Veronica / elmpire ( 💢 ) ― Princess Rising : I will awaken the power of my blood in you

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❛ here, i noticed you lost this earlier. ❜ // from byleth

FIRST MEETING SENTENCE STARTERS | Open

Embla glanced only for a moment at the professor before her eyes fell to the object she had indeed lost earlier. The goddess was quick to snatch it from the hands that were not meant to hold such a thing. "Do not expect anything from me for returning my possession."

She expected the teacher to want something, all humans did. This human would be no better. There was no power she would grant another one of those wasteful and greedy mortals. Her response had been so needlessly made with haste, she had no time to linger but those eyes from the other person kept staring... with no expression.

"What is it? I can't continue on my way until you leave," The detached god bitterly asked. Stopped in her tracks, Embla knew there was no way to continue in a hurry. Instead, she looked back at her almost forgotten ring. This was a key to her plans. Something she'd found that she wanted to take with her when the summoner inevitably got tired of the darkling god and abandoned her. The bat couldn't believe she'd almost lost it. That was out of character for her. Now someone else knew about it. Damned claws... she thought, blaming them easily for her loss of the magical metal.

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❛  i'm here if you need me.  ❜

Embla looked vaguely annoyed, turning away from Askr to save herself some face, “I can see that. You haven’t left my side for awhile. I don’t understand why you’re here. Don’t you have better things to do?”

She looked back towards him, jovial and bright as ever. Too bright. His smile could blind a diamond, she just had to look away again. “There has to be a reason why you’re here, what do you want?”

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Fiendish Pleasures 💢 Chapter 5: Hunger

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⚠️Content Warning⚠️: Dark Loki x female reader, mature themes, dark and distressing themes, sexual assault, abuse, language as always 18+ please. Enjoy!

It had been a couple of days since the time you had spent with Loki. The conditions you were in were unbearable. You were escorted to the toilet twice a day and it seemed you were only allowed to properly wash if you were chosen. The immense feeling of hunger was sickening and you found yourself wanting to see Loki again just so that you’d be fed. The bruises that formed on your arms had began to subside. You spent most of your day either sobbing or speaking to Aurora. She told you that she had been here for around 8 months now. Hearing her, you felt even more hopeless. You imagined how you’d look in 8 months if you were still here. You’d probably be as ill looking as Aurora. You struggled to sleep at night, the burning hunger kept you awake.

One morning, you were pulled out of bed again. You could only assume that you all had to line up again for a man to come and take their pick. You stood on your weak feet as the Grandmaster walked in, behind him was Loki and you felt almost excited. Straightening yourself out, you tried to wear a small smile in the hopes that it’d attract him. He had to choose you. Him choosing you meant food, much needed food. When he walked towards you, you noticed that he wasn’t looking at you. He looked past you as he approached Aurora. It was like you didn’t exist.

“Aurora, the macilent one, I’ll take you.” He smirked causing your face to fall. He didn’t want you. He had you once and that was enough. He threw a little black night dress in her direction before turning to leave.

Like you had, Aurora was given food, food that she shared with you before she was escorted to Loki. You didn’t feel jealous, you just felt annoyed for some reason. You waited for Auroras return but she was gone for a lot longer than you were. Once she finally came back, she seemed bruised and bloodied. Thinking that Loki was rough with you now seemed ridiculous after seeing Aurora.

“Are you alright?” You asked her, standing up and guiding her to her bed.

“Y-yes” she answered, trembling, wiping the blood that was dripping from a gash at the side of her head.

“What happened?” You questioned, helping her to sit down.

“I’m fine.” She asserted, getting under her covers and turning away from you. Soon after, you went to your own bed where you tried to sleep and not think about whatever it was Loki did to Aurora.

When you awoke, the Grandmaster was standing over you.

“I don’t want one of the ratty ones accompanying me to the party.” Loki spat, inspecting the girls from behind him.

“What about this one? She looks decent” the Grandmaster said, pointing down at you causing Loki to walk towards you.

“She does” he agreed “but I’ve already had her.” He sighed.

“Oh that’s right. I wouldn’t mind having her if you’re done.” The Grandmaster grinned.

“Actually, she’s the most presentable. I’ll take her. Have her prepared and looking better than this. I am a prince remember.” Loki interrupted, sparing you a glance before turning to leave.

A prince? Suddenly you felt privileged as if it’s better that a prince chose to violate you as opposed to a commoner. The guard from the other day that didn’t drag you then walked in holding a dress. Unlike the dress you were given last time, this one looked extravagant. It was emerald green with gold accents. It had thin cocktail straps and it was backless.

“Come with me.” The man instructed. Without question, you followed him out of the room.

“Will I be able to eat anything?” You asked.

“There will be food at the party.” He replied “shower and then change into this.” He said, handing you the dress and a towel. You did as instructed and showered before drying and changing into the dress. You were finally able to see yourself in the mirror and you looked pale. Sick. Slightly thinner.

“Let’s go.” The man said, gesturing to the door. You followed him and he escorted you to Loki.

“Right, let’s get this over and done with.” Loki greeted.

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