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musei-thoughts · 7 months

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𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳. [𝘉𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳]

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𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙨𝙢

(𝘯.) 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨; 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦

"𝙃𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙪𝙥 𝙍𝙖𝙣! 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮!"

The night pulsed with danger as Rindou's frantic voice cut through the tension, "I'm trying. The road is packed. Damn it."

In a chaotic symphony of adrenaline, Rindou reloaded his pistol. The bullets from the enemy rained down on them, trying to get them off their tail.

"Shit. They have more men?!" Sanzu yelled, dodging the bullets as more cars with shooters began to fire at them.

"Hold on, I'm gonna try to get past these trucks!" Koko paled, seeing the slim chance of the car slipping in between the two trucks ahead of them. "Are you kidding?! There's no way it would fit!!" He screeched, grabbing onto the sides of the car for dear life.

“That’s what she said.” The Haitani’s said in unison.

"If I die I want you to delete my search history for me, bro." Ran muttered, shedding a fake tear.

"HOW THE HELL AM I GONNA DELETE IT IF I DIE TOO?!"

Ran thought for a moment. "Oh well. Then let me confess that I wore your tongs."

"I DON'T HAVE TONGS!" Rindou retaliated.

"I do."

The two Haitanis turned their attention to Sanzu, who was glaring at Ran. "Well, shit. Let's talk about this after we've dealt with these imbeciles."

With that, he focused on the road and sped up. As the trucks got closer, the distance between it grew smaller.

Rindou gripped on his seatbelt while Sanzu hugged Koko’s arm, dialing Takeomi.

"HEY OLD MAN! BEFORE RAN KILLS US I JUST WANT TO TELL YOU I WAS THE REASON YOUR DATE DITCHED YOU IN HIGHSCHOOL! I TOLD HER THAT YOU LIKED FURRIES IN MAID OUTFITS! BYE."

"Why you fucki-"

"ALSO, I'M GRANMA'S FAVORITE GRANDBABY. BYE." He hangs up, hugging Koko's arm tighter when they were only a few feet away from the trucks.

"TELL AKANE I LOVE HER. AND IM SORRY FOR FUCKIN HER BROTHER. I COULDN'T HELP IT, HE LOOKED SO MUCH LIKE HER." Koko added to their pitiful confessions, crying like a bitch.

The three gave him a ‘wtf’ look, "Tell her that yourself when we get there dude." Koko rolled his eyes at them and flipped them off.

The tension escalated as they hurtled toward the narrow gap. Koko, gripping his seatbelt, exchanged a glance with Sanzu, both silently praying for survival. Ran focuses on the road for the umpteenth time, relaxing his shoulders and begins taking deep breaths.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Don't choke on your spit now, Ran.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Inhale-

"*cough cough* w-water...Rin..water..." He choked, struggling to breathe.

He turned around towards Rindou, his eyes pleading. "WHERE THE FUCK WILL I GET WATER?!"

"There's apple juice here." Sanzu said, handing them a bottle of 'apple juice'.

"Thanks." Ran takes a big sip, coughing out as soon as he tasted the bitter taste of the ‘drink’. “oh, wait, it’s gasoline.” Sanzu states after reading the bottle’s label. “My bad.”

Ran wipes his mouth, regaining his composure as they neared the trucks. The Bonten men closes their eyes shut, waiting for the next thing to happen.

"Are we in heaven now?" Sanzu asks, afraid to open his eyes.

"We're criminals Sanzu, what the hell do you mean- RAN DUCK!"

Ran, who stupidly had closed his eyes, opens them and turns the wheel at the last minute, dodging the crossing duck in the nick of time.

"We're alive...." Rindou pants. "WE'RE ALIVE!" He exclaimed, slumping into his seat, relief washing over him. Koko, however, passed out, his face paler than his hair as his soul threatened to leave his body.

Sanzu's maniacal laughter broke the moment, "Fuck...that...turned me on." His adrenaline-fueled amusement clashed with the others' disbelief as he leaned back into his seat, the excitement between his legs in full display.

Rindou gave him a side eye from the rear mirror, "Sanzu, what the actual fuck.”

"Where are those bastards?" Ran whispered under his breath, unable to detect the rival gang’s vehicles. "Those fuckers got lucky."

"WE CAN'T STOP NOW! THEY HAVE MY DRUGS!" Sanzu whined, pulling on his hair out of irritation.

They have been chasing this white BMW for almost an hour now, the men behind it were a new and uprising gang called Sigma. They decided to blow a low move and stole samples of a special drug that was personally made for Bonten along with other drugs like Methamphetamine.

Koko soon regains consciousness, holding his head in his hand while leaning on the driver's seat. "I'm gonna throw up."

Ran looked back, noticing Koko's pale face. He quickly grabbed a plastic bag from the glovebox, gave it to the poor male before his phone out of his jacket pocket and called Kakucho.

After some shuffling, Kakucho came through the line. "Hey Ran, what's up? Where are you?"

"We found those damn bastards but they got away." Ran explained.

The male on the other line let out a sigh, "Where are you guys?"

"Near the city limits. We lost sight of it awhile ago but there's still a good chance that they’re still around."

There was shuffling again and then Kakucho finally spoke up. "I'll do what I can. For now, get back to HQ. Mikey wants you back."

"Got it." Ran hung up, leaving the car in silence, except for Koko who was puking his stomach out. Poor guy.

Now, they were stuck in traffic. It was also getting dark as the street lamps slowly began to light up. A car behind them honks at them, trying to make them move. Rindou angrily glared over at the car, flipping them off.

"Can't they fucking see that we're in the middle of a traffic?"

The line of cars moved slowly, boring the four men out of their wits. Koko was passed out once more in the back, hoping that he could sleep the nausea off.

They all stared at the road, hoping to catch a glimpse of any sign of movement.

But no.

They were stuck.

Out of boredom, Rindou played DDLC on his phone while Sanzu was getting high from the remaining pills that he had on hand, thinking of different ways on how he could torture those men from Sigma once they catch them.

An hour had passed yet they barely moved. They were still on the same road. "What the hell is going on?" Ran clicked his tongue, honking on the car's horn.

He closed his eyes to calm himself, stepping on the pedal everytime the traffic moved by an inch or so. 'Calm down, Ran. Think of your happy place...' he tells himself, imagining himself in ponyville, playing with pinkie pie and rainbowdash.

Ran opened his eyes and as if thinking about ponies did something, the traffic began to move. 'Yes! The magic of friendship does work!'

*Crash*

'Or not...'

As the traffic came to a sudden halt, Ran glanced at the lane beside them. The loud crashing sound came from a white Mercedes smashing against the back of a black Bugatti Atalante, ruining the beautiful paint job on the expensive car.

The Bonten men glanced at the accident, pretty uninterested till a woman steps out of the expensive car. Her presence attracted the men, as she walked towards the white Mercedes with the sound of her heels against the asphalt road echoing through the traffic.

She wore a black dress that hugged her body confidently showing her beautiful curves along with a lower neckline which exposes an ample amount of cleavage. Her head was adorned with a black sun hat while leather gloves covered her petite hands, giving her an elegant and eye catching look.

The driver of the white car exits his car with an aggravated look till his eyes lands on her. Seeing that it was ‘just’ a woman, he smirks at himself, knowing that he could deal with this situation easily.

Interested in the drama—well, most likely on the woman—Ran rolled the window down to eavesdrop.

2ND POV

"Sir, It would be better for you to cooperate and provide me your information in order for me to charge you with the damage that you caused to my car." Your sultry voice was calm yet stern as you stared up at the man who loomed over your figure.

"What are you going to do about it, little lady?"

Your eyes narrowed as your lips formed into a thin line. "Sir, heed my words. Cooperate, or I will call the authorities." your cold tone didn't waver in the slightest and your eyes never left his own, glaring at him intensely.

The man scoffs at your confidence, belittling you. "And what makes you think I'm going to listen to you, huh?" he spat in a low tone, grabbing you by the arm.

In an instant, the man was pinned against the hood of Bonten' car with his hands tightly held in your grasp.

Rindou and Sanzu (who was currently high from xanax) gaped at the scene unfolding before their eyes. They shared an amused and excited glance at each other before shortly after, they childishly began to cheer you on, "Beat him up! Beat him up!" Their chaos was unnoticed by you due to the tinted glass and partially closed windows.

"Might I tell you, this car belongs to the Ootori's. From the looks of the uniform of the woman in your car, she works for them doesn’t she? It would be a shame if your partner wouldn’t have a job to come back to If ever they heard that you caused such damage to the family's precious car." You whispered in his ear threateningly.

At the mention of the successful and powerful family's name, the said woman frantically comes out of the car, "Tori, just listen to her! I swear if I lose my job because of you, it's over for the both of us, you imbecile!!"

Tori, the perpetrator, clicked his tongue in defeat, giving you his contact information before heading back to his vehicle. With a sigh, you walked over to Ran's car, leaning down towards the window, knocking on the glass to get his attention.

Though you didn't have to, you had their attention the moment they laid their eyes on you.

"Good day, gentlemen. I apologize for the commotion back there." Ran couldn't take his eyes off of you, looking intensely at your dolled up face, eyes staring down at your plump lips as you spoke. He was so tempted to just sweet talk you into getting in his car and take you home to have some fun, but he didn’t want to risk scaring you away.

"Here's my business card in case you want compensation for potential damages on your car."

Your gloved hand rummages through your purse, handing him your card. The older Haitani takes it, but not without grasping your hand in his and placing a kiss at the back of it. "Don't worry about it, doll. Though, I would prefer spending a day out with you as compensation." He winks at you, smiling flirtatiously.

You stared at him with amusement, bursting out laughing from his cockiness. God, your laugh was like music to their ears, entrancing them, making them more invested in you. "Well, I better head back to my car before the traffic starts moving again. See you around, boys~" With a wink, you blew a kiss towards them.

Silence filled the car as the men tried to process what just happened. Ran looks down at the business card that you had given him. “Olivia Rossi, huh…”

"I want her."

𝘢/𝘯: 𝘚𝘰, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬? 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘻 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘱𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 :)

𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰, 𝘪'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴.

𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥: 2/27/24

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bitethedevil · 2 months

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Living with The Devil You Know (Raphael x Tav): Chapter 15

Chapter: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen

Read this fic on AO3 (Link)

Fic Summary: Tav broke their agreement by handing the Crown of Karsus to Mystra instead of Raphael. Not only that, but she also robbed his house and killed his incubus. Raphael is patient and he is determined to get his revenge.

…Tav isn't too bothered. She will figure something out eventually. Until then she just has to find a way to live peacefully with a devil.

Chapter Summary: Raphael continues showing Tav his true colors. The 24 hours are coming to an end and Tav must soon make a hard decision, that only seems to grow more and more difficult, the more she learns.

(AN: You are in for a ride, my dudes. Also, I think we have two chapters left until this whole thing is wrapped up. Read the full notes on AO3 for more info)

WARNINGS: Gore, Blood, Abusive Behaviour, Mention of Death, Mention of Child Abuse, Mention of Child Death, Mention of Domestic Abuse, Torture

Raphael woke her up way too early for her liking. He let her eat breakfast before they went anywhere. She was quiet while she ate, trying to wake up and keep her eyes open, much to Raphael’s amusement. He had the servants bring her a strong cup of tea, which did help a little.

“Can you reveal what we are doing today?” she asked and sipped the tea. “Or is it going to be some kind of horrible surprise?”

“I can reveal what we are doing in a moment,” he said. “Though I will ask you to remember our agreement when I tell you. If you interfere, you will be sent back to Baldur’s Gate.”

She looked at him over the cup with tired eyes.

“Not sure I like the sound of that,” she sighed. “But fine…”

“We will meet a potential client of mine. Unlike the woman you met yesterday, this man is a noble, though he is just as desperate for my help.”

The mention of the woman they met the day before made her stomach churn. She would most likely already be dead. Her children would soon find her lifeless body in her bed and their lives would change forever. Tav had to push the thought aside. Though she was an adult when it happened, she clearly remembered the day that she became an orphan herself. It hurt too much to think about.

Raphael continued explaining.

“He is a lord who has lost his wife and his only heir. The other noble houses of Athkatla refuse to marry any of their daughters to him. Without a new wife and an heir, his house will perish.”

Tav nodded.

“There is some awful detail that I’m missing, I’m sure of it,” Tav said and narrowed her eyes at him.

“It is said that Lord Ophal beat his former young wife to death in a fit of rage,” Raphael explained with a smirk. “The same fate befell his son shortly after, who was only ten years old at the time. It is said the child cried after the death of its mother, as children do. Lord Ophal beat him regularly and had healers on hand for that reason, but it seems that he went one step too far due to his irritation at the child’s crying. Or so the rumors say.”

Tav’s jaw fell, and it felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart.

“And what will your role in all of this be?” she asked quietly, though she had already guessed the answer.

“To procure him a new wife, of course,” he answered casually. “I happen to know a few of the noble families in Athkatla, and if he does sign, I will pull a few strings to ensure that one of those families will happily hand over their young daughter to him.”

Tav was staring at the table in front of her with an empty stare.

“This is too personal to be a coincidence, Raphael,” she muttered. “Are you really so eager to get rid of me that you will make me watch as you help a bastard that is just like my father? He won’t stop. He’ll do the same to his new wife and children.”

“Indeed, he will,” he answered with a chuckle at her naïve statement. “But he won’t do so before he has handed me his soul, which is all that matters, really. I am not eager to get rid of you, I am simply showing you the reality of what I do and who I am.”

Tav went quiet again. She shook her head and breathed deeply.

“Will he suffer?” she asked. “When he dies, I mean.”

“Of course.”

She nodded. In a way it did not matter. This would have happened even if she was not there. It did not make it easier in any way and a part of her did hate Raphael for it in that moment. On the other hand, by Raphael doing this, the man would face certain suffering in his afterlife. A fate that might not be ensured if he did not sign the deal. Men like him deserved to suffer.

“Shall we go?” he asked and held out a hand to her.

She reluctantly took it.

They appeared in a large ornate room with a big table in the middle. At the end of it sat a heavyset man with a red face, stuffing his face with food the way that only people who have never lacked it do. He stopped chewing only for a moment to look up at Raphael and her. His eyes lingered at her.

“Lord Ophal,” Raphael greeted with a charming smile. “This is a business associate of mine. Please do not mind her.”

“Raphael,” the man greeted back. “Business associate, eh?”

The man licked his greasy lips as he looked her up and down. Raphael’s grip tightened around her waist.

“Good for you, devil,” Lord Ophal said with a laugh. “She is rather pretty, I suppose. Except for those scars on her face. Play a little rough with her, eh? I don’t blame you. The pretty ones are always the mouthiest.”

Tav took the deepest breath of her life to not throw a fireball at his face. She also knew that despite Raphael’s outward appearance of calm, he did not take kindly to the comment. She could feel it in the way his breathing changed and the way his grip tightened even more around her.

“I would advise you to remember who you are speaking to,” Raphael said with eerie calmness. “Let us focus on business.”

“Apologies Saer,” the man grunted and continued stuffing his face. “Did you find me a new wife?”

“There are a few potential candidates, to go through,” Raphael answered and sat down beside him.

The two men talked for a while. Her dislike for Lord Ophal only grew with the way he was talking about those young women as if they were objects for his amusement. It took everything for her to bite her tongue, and especially at the hungry looks the lord looked at her with every now and again.

In the end, the lord decided to sign the deal. Raphael was smiling like the cat that got the cream as he did.

“And from the moment that you are a married man, our deal is in effect,” Raphael explained.

“You are invited to the ceremony if you have the time, Saer,” Lord Ophal said with a bright smile. “You can bring your little woman there too, if you please.”

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, my lord Saer,” Raphael said and smiled widely.

Lord Ophal might not have detected the hint of a threat in his voice, but Tav did.

He snapped and they were back at the House of Hope.

“My apologies,” Raphael said, he was still calm but there were anger and disgust hiding just beneath the surface. “Had I known that the imbecile would disrespect you and I in such a manner, I would not have brought you. I will remember this little show of disrespect once I get my hands on his soul.”

Tav knew better than to speak to him when he was in a mood like that. The line was drawn at personal insults…not child murder, or wife killing, apparently. She sat down as she waited for the storm to pass. She thought as she watched him.

Raphael was enabling murderers and abusers, and that was still difficult to feel at peace with. On the other hand, they would also one day get what was coming to them, delivered to them in tenfold. The problem was that such was also the fate of desperate innocents, such as the mother she had met the day before.

There was a part of her that had a difficult time blaming Raphael alone though. These people had all made a choice. A horrible and unfair choice, but a choice regardless. Raphael had never forced anyone, and as he had said the day before: if he did not help them, then who would? Tav was not sure what to think.

Raphael eventually calmed down, though she could still feel that he was irritated. He took her hand to lead her somewhere. When she realized that he was leading her to the hatch that led down into Hope’s old cell, her blood ran cold. They were going to visit Cassius...

The room was dark and damp. She could only see the faint outline of something hanging in the middle of the room. Raphael led her by the hand to a chair. He sat down first and wrapped his arm around her waist to pull her to his lap. He ran his hand up and down her side in a comforting manner, though nothing about it was comforting. She felt like a lamb being calmed before slaughter.

When he lit up the room with a snap, the hand held her in a grip so that she could not run. She did feel like running when she saw him. Cassius was suspended in air by his Infernal chains. In contrary to when they saved Hope, the injuries that he had inflicted on Cassius were very apparent.

The chains had ripped up his arms, as it looked like he had been struggling to get free. There were wounds underneath the chains that flies buzzed around, eating at the dark rotten-looking flesh. He stared emptily at nothing in particular with his wide eyes. His mouth was open, but no screams came out, just wheezing. Blood was dripping in a steady stream from his mouth.

It was a horrifying sight. She instinctively looked away.

“You see, right here,” Raphael said calmly and put his free hand on her throat to feel for where her vocal cords would be. “When you speak, your vocal cords constrict to form sounds. Cassius’s are currently pried open by a very small and very sharp device. He is also experiencing his worst nightmares over and over again in his mind, more vividly than ever, while he cannot scream without injuring himself.”

Tav’s breathing had gotten faster, and she looked at Raphael’s face.

“I don’t want to see this,” she said quietly.

“But you will,” he answered with a smile. “We had a deal, did we not? Do you feel sorry for him? The man that almost got your friends and you killed.”

Tav didn’t answer. She could still hear Cassius’s wheezing breaths and she did not dare to look at his dead and empty stare again.

“I suppose feeling some sympathy is only natural,” Raphael mused. “You and him do have one thing in common, after all…”

Raphael put a hand behind her head and turned it to look at Cassius. She tried to turn away, but his grip did not allow it.

“Stop…please,” she pleaded.

Something was going on in Cassius’s mind that made him squirm in his chains. She saw him trying to pull his arms to himself and escape. She saw the flesh of his right arm rip as he pulled, and the bone was exposed underneath. His eyes were panicked, and the blood flowed faster from his mouth as he tried to scream. She closed her eyes.

“Open your eyes, or I will send you back,” Raphael said and placed his chin on her shoulder as he kept her close to him in his grip.

She had started to tear up, but she did as she was told.

“Good girl,” Raphael said. “As I said, the two of you have one thing in common. Cassius loved me too, the naïve boy. Were it not for his jealousy, none of us would be here at this moment.”

She could not tear her eyes from the way his arms were tearing at the chains. She could not imagine the level of fear one would have to experience to do so much damage to one’s own body just to escape.

“I humored him of course. He was a decent replacement for Haarlep for a while and I found his puppylike infatuation with me somewhat endearing. His main mistake was not getting out of the way once my interest in him faltered.”

Tav yelped as Cassius pulled one of his arms free. His hand fell to the floor, mostly degloved and only a stump of bone was left where his hand had been. He was choking on his own blood as he tried to scream, with the same empty panicked look in his eyes.

“He was stubborn, naïve, and so certain that if he only tried hard enough, he could make me love him back. A foolish endeavor, really.”

There was a flash of magic, and Cassius was back in his chains, healed and put together just enough that he would not die. Tav looked on in horror.

“Please stop—"

“Though you know all about foolish endeavors, don’t you, my sweet?” Raphael continued, ignoring her pleas. “The two of you are the same. The only difference is that I do love you, in my way, and I never cared much for poor Cassius. However, who can say for how long? My interests are ever fleeting and even when I might change my mind someday, you will still be mine.”

Tav began struggling against Raphael’s grip and there was no doubt that he could feel it. Instead of letting her go he simply tightened his grip and kissed her neck and shoulders lazily.

“You can ask Cassius how much loving me is truly worth then,” he whispered cruelly in her ear.

“Please…let this be over.”

Tav had seen many horrible things throughout her adventure, but never so up close and never had she been so unable to do anything about it. It was also different because it was someone, she knew who was getting tortured. She didn’t like Cassius, but he never deserved this. No one did.

“It will be over soon,” he said and rubbed the part of her neck that he was holding in a soothing motion. “Though I think it would only be fair that Cassius greets his guest himself.”

Raphael snapped and Cassius seemed to leave the trance he was in. His body went slack in relief. His head fell and his chin rested on his chest. He finally closed his eyes for a moment. He was breathing more normally now, and a whine left his lips, so Tav gathered that the device between his vocal cords had been removed.

“Look who came to see you,” Raphael called out to him. “A familiar face that isn’t mine for once.”

He flinched at Raphael’s voice. He slowly looked up. His expression reminded her of a scared animal that is expecting to get a beating. When his yellow eyes finally locked unto hers, they turned from fear to pure unadulterated hatred.

“You,” he said in a barely audible hoarse voice. “Of course it’s fucking you.”

Tav hesitantly opened her mouth to say something, but he cut her off.

“This is your fault…” he said with anger, his hoarse voice cracking. “You ruined my life…”

He was not wrong, though Tav had no other choice when it happened. She had handed the blame to him when Raphael had come home and confronted her and her friends. Cassius was to blame, but if she had known this would happen to him, she might have…

She wouldn’t have. She knew that was the truth. Had it happened now she would have done the same thing, though she loathed to admit it. She still felt pity and guilt when she looked at him.

He was just a young man, perhaps a few years younger than herself. The fool had had been in love with his patron, and he had done stupid things because of it. If that wasn’t something she could sympathize with, then what was?

“I’m…” Tav began. She knew there was no way any words could make up for it. “I’m so sorry.”

Cassius narrowed his tearful eyes at her in disgust. Raphael chuckled behind her.

“Are you now?” Raphael said. “Are you truly sorry that you saved your friends? Would you rather that it be you in his place?”

“I’m sorry about what you have done to him. I didn’t want this,” she said quietly. “You would not have treated me this way. Don’t act like you would.”

“No? Perhaps not,” Raphael purred in her ear. “Though I think you would be surprised the lengths I would go to when someone hurts my feelings. Did you think that it did not anger me that you wanted to leave? After everything I did for you. I was furious. I burned down half of the house in rage after you left.”

Tav had heard that from Korrilla too.

“I took out my frustrations on poor Cassius after. What he had done was no doubt stupid, but had the circumstances been different, I would not have punished him as severely as I have. Mistakes happen. The poor boy only tried to help, after all…I think I must have brought him back from the brink of death and healed him over a hundred times that night you left…”

Cassius was listening to what he was saying too. He was thrashing against his chains while he looked at Tav like a man with murder on his mind. There was nothing but hatred in his eyes.

“I’ll kill you if I ever get the chance,” Cassius said with gritted teeth. “I’LL KILL YOU LIKE I SHOULD HAVE DONE THE FIRST TIME YOU—”

Raphael snapped his fingers and Cassius went quiet and limp against his chains. Raphael finally let go of his grip around the back of her neck. She looked away immediately. She was shaking in his arms. When she looked up at him, she could see that he was enjoying the whole situation.

She was quiet. She had nothing to say to him. The whole room had turned quiet after he had put Cassius to sleep. She felt an emptiness in her chest. She felt sadness and anger at how everything had turned out. Most of all she felt exhausted, emotionally and physically after what she had just experienced.

“So,” Raphael said through the sudden quietness that had fallen upon the dungeon and brushed away a strand of her hair. “Will you want to scurry back to Baldur’s Gate immediately, or will you want to use the last couple of hours to consider your decision before you do? I suspect that this day has at the very least made you hesitate with your firm decision of staying. Am I wrong?”

Tav felt that familiar hatred of him boiling up inside herself again. Obviously for what he did, but also for how he was acting about this whole thing. How aloof he was. How little he seemed to care about everything, when she had seen with her own two eyes that he was capable of caring. She hated how that part of him was always hidden behind all his pride, his games, his bullshit…

That hatred made her see clearly for a moment. She had a realization. That was it. She knew exactly how Raphael worked: he played games. She was going to use her hatred for all it was worth.

“No,” she said coldly and wiped her tears. She could see something in his eyes change, just as she expected. “No, you might be right. I was too naïve to see it…You are an awful person. A monster who is incapable of love…And perhaps also undeserving of it.”

He was holding his perfect façade of calmness, but she could see the slight panic in his eyes. She was going off-script.

“Perhaps it was not only me who was in the right place before I took the stupid decision to come here,” she said with a bitter laugh. “Perhaps you were as well. Rotting in the Hells, alone, as you always have been, with your only company being the shadows that you look for over your shoulder…forever waiting for the next one of your kin to try to kill you, while you grasp for some semblance of control by playing with the lives of people like Cassius and I.”

His eyes narrowed at her when she got up from his lap to walk away.

“Even if I might not be able to love you, I always will pity you, Raphael,” she said quietly. “Now, I think I’d like some privacy to think before I make my decision.”

“As you wish,” he said curtly.

His short response surprised her. She had at least expected a clever retort. She threw him one last glance before making her way out of the dungeon. She caught him swallowing hard and averting his gaze to the floor when she looked at him. She knew that her words had an effect on him, though he did everything to hide it from her. She left him there and went upstairs.

He had detected no lies in what she was saying, because all of it was truth. Perhaps it was only convenient truths, in the same way that he himself liked to deceive people, but still truths. Although all of what she had said did not necessarily mean that she did not still love him.

Her realization had been correct, and she had just proven it: he was bluffing. He did not want her to leave, but he was trying to use her stubbornness against her. He had once done the same when he tried to convince her that it would be the end of the world as we knew it, if a certain orthon escaped the temple of Shar. She fell for it back then, but she would not fall for it now.

Raphael was not a stupid man by any means, but he was awfully predictable once someone had learned all his tricks. He wanted to show her the worst version of himself and then have the cruel victory of her still choosing him despite of it.

She truly was not sure what to do after everything she had seen, but she would be damned if her decision was going to be dependent on what he wanted her to do.

It would be her choice in the end, no matter what.

#raphael bg3 #raphael the cambion #bg3 raphael #raphael x tav #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 fanfiction

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tupperwaretub · 5 months

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A male reader who's super cautious around people because their queer identity has been an issue in the past, and so Negan being so explicit and flirty all the time just relentlessly getting on their nerves, and Negan just find it's so funny until he starts to realize how genuine the annoyance is, and just being like. Dude why would you EVER care about what other people think when we all know these people are horrible, and they're wrong about EVERYTHING Else, so they're wrong about you. And then they kiss 😈 (is this too cringe am i cringe bro)

(A/n): TYSMMM for the request, this is so cute!! ALSO PLEASE KEEP SENDING REQUESTS ANYONE!! I'll write almost anything as long as it's not noncon or fetish. If you're unsure just look at my character list I'll link a list of what i will + wont write for

(Warnings): snarky Negan being himself, harsh language (it's negan duh)

(Summary): Before Negan arrived it was really easy to hide your sexuality, but when he went snooping and found old photos with your ex boyfriend he obviously couldn't keep his mouth shut but it definitely went better than you can expected.

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You hid your sexuality even before you got to Alexandria but getting to Alexandria didn't help, the way the older folk looked at Aaron and Eric made you want to curl up and wither away. So you hid yourself, you hid your family pictures, you hid your pictures of friends at pride events and your ex boyfriend in fear of them finding out and shunning you. In your dream world you'd have your family pictures around your house in Alexandria, being able to see the faces of loved ones you'd lost and reminisce on a time before the outbreak but sacrifices have to be made in the new world.

When Negan started showing up you'd only just managed to settle in Alexandria, a lot of those who may of judged you had died and your group from before such as Rick pretty much ran the show around Alexandria now. You weren't at the line up and you hadn't seen Negan kill Abraham or Glenn, you didn't know Abraham well but he seemed nice enough although you never got too close due to an itching bad feeling he was homophobic. Glenn on the other hand you got on with well, being around the same age you both instinctively became close and you'd even considered telling him you were gay but in the end you decided not to, you had known how bad he was at keeping secrets since Hershel's farm when he told Dale about Loris pregnancy and the Hershel families secret zombie collection in the Barn. You feel slightly guilty for not telling him now he's gone though, he would've always had your back.

Less than a week later Negan came banging on the gate, you were counting ammunition and had noticed missing guns but decided it would be best to stay quiet right now. He sends his men to strip peoples houses of mattresses and items he decided he wanted, you're suddenly struck with a horrid feeling of nausea knowing your photos are hidden under your mattress so you run off back to the armory to pretend to check stock.

Around your fourth time checking the stock of guns and ammo Negan bursts in, "Well hey there... Y/n?" You nod. "I believe these are yours sweetheart." He hands you your photos and you swallow hard, you can't tell if you're about to cry or scream. "Don't worry i won't tell a soul, I'm not as bad as prick makes me out to be I wouldn't out someone. Well, assuming you're not out by the way all these photos were hidden under your mattress." You hide the photos in your back pocket and shrug. "I had my men leave your mattress there and maybe we could... You know, in return for my selflessness." He gets close to your face and smirks but backe off when his men enter and you hand them the lists of stock.

The next few time's Negan visits he flirts with you relentlessly, subtle to obvious.

When you saw him walking through the gates this time you sighed knowing it'd just be another day of annoyance, he walks straight up to you and smirks, "hey handsome..." You glare at him.

"Lighten up hon' you don't like a man like me being interested in you?" He laughs to himself and you just look away, almost seething with anger but holding back for Rick's sake. Negan sees your anger and his face shows how hard realisation hit him that you were genuinely annoyed with him and not just playing hard to get.

"Look, you don't have to act all macho to make people think you're not gay. Plus, i don't understand why you're even bothered about people knowing! It's the end of the damn world, laws don't exist anymore if you didn't realise, so if someone makes your life hard over your sexuality do what i do, bash some skulls in." Your eyes soften, while he doesn't exactly have a way with words you do understand his point. "I'm not like you." You respond to him with an ounce of bitterness but he smiles, "no you're not, but you get what I'm gettin' at." His hand brushes yours and you finally look up at him and your eyes lock. "Yeah... Yeah i guess you're right." You mutter and he smiles, his face gets a bit closer to yours. "Loosen up and have a bit of fun doll."

Your lips meet, at first you're unsure and think about pushing him away but his words ring in your head "loosen up and have a little fun" So you pull him closer and the pair of you share a passionate kiss.

Wherever this is going to go, you're sure it'll upset people but you've decided that if you're going to live in a world where you could die any day you'd rather die happy than moping and hiding yourself from others.

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(A/n): I hope you liked it! I loved the request, sorry it took so long I've got ridiculous amounts of work to get done so squeezed this in as much as possible!

#x male reader #twd negan #negan smith #negan x male reader #negan fluff #negan smith fluff #fluff

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dangermousie · 1 year

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Top Dozen 2023 drama MLs so far

It's August, so not the end of the year, neither it is at halfway year mark, but why would I ever do anything like a normal person? Here my very very subjective list. I have limited myself to one dude per drama or LYF would be half the list. No order except alphabetical.

Chen Wende (Sun Yizhou in Gone With the Rain, China)

The epic troll lord stole the whole drama as competently as he stole the FL's heart. He was competent and adult and oh-so-amused by but also gone for the heroine.

Gu Jiusi (Bai Jing Ting in Chang Feng Du/Destined, China)

CFD lost steam for me halfway through but Jiusi's character remained a delight throughout and BJT gave a great performance as a golden boy who went through a bunch of hell and grew up but remained goodnatured at heart.

Han Dong Jin (Kim Young Kwang in Call It Love, Korea)

You know, he and Jing (from LYF1) really fit the same mold even if one is in a mellow realistic modern and another in xianxia - lovely traumatized people from monster families who win over heroine with a metric ton of baggage through sheer unswerving decency. I have a type.

Jang Uk (Lee Jae Wook in Alchemy of Souls s2, Korea)

I loved Uk in S1 and S2 continued that love - he's so intense, so grieving, so still in love with Naksu. LJW is always a good actor so it's such a pleasure to see him in a good role.

Kim Do Ha (Hwang Min Hyun, My Lovely Liar, Korea)

The year of surprises - Minhyun, who I found utterly wooden in AoS stole my heart here as this hopeful, traumatized sweetheart of a man.

Kim Moo Chan (Park Hae Jin, The Killing Vote, Korea)

Yeah, we are only one ep in but who said anything about this list was objective? PHJ brings his usual unsettling intensity to the role of a cop who breaks all the rules and teeters on the edge and now is set to catch a killer who really only differs from him in a matter of degree.

Lee Jang Hyun (Nam Goong Min in My Dearest, Korea)

If I had to pick a favorite ML from this list, it would be between him and Jing (LYF). This is basically if you took Rhett Butler and took out slavery and rape but gave him a sword. The character is complex and nuanced and NGM is giving his usual incredible performance.

Lee Rang (Kim Bum in Tale of the Nine Tailed 1938, Korea)

I was not a Rang fangirl for most of the original (even if he was well-acted; and he did win me over by the end) but I fell for him head over heels in this sequel/prequel/spin-off. I am so happy the man who believed he had nobody and was abandoned by everybody ends the story with his beloved brother and his beloved woman, both.

Moon Seo Ha (Ahn Bo Hyun in See You in My 19th Life, Korea)

A lot of MLs on this list have serious trauma and haunted by it and can't let go of their past love (I have a type) but even by those standards, Seo Ha was such a lovely, quiet person slowly healing.

Tantai Jin (Luo Yunxi in Till the End of the Moon, China)

Abuse victim/monster/praiseworthy king/xianxia saint/man on the brink - LYX portrayed a character in multiple timelines and many different complexities and did it amazingly. Tantai Jin may or may not win my favorite place on this list, but his performance was hands-down the most glorious thing this year.

Tushan Jing/Ye Shiqi (Deng Wei in Lost You Forever part 1, China)

If before LYF aired someone would have told me that a character played by Deng Wei, an actor I've always found eminently forgettable, would make it on this list and be in the running to win the whole thing actually, I'd have wondered what weird reality they came from. They somehow managed to make someone genuinely good and kind not in the least boring; I am ridiculously invested in the man who managed to keep his soul after all he's been through.

Yun Xiang (Chen Xiao in The Ingenuous One, China)

A schemer on a revenge quest, smarter than anyone else in the room but helpless in front of love. Yun Xiang was an adult in an adult story for adults and it was glorious.

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After reading all the sexy clegan asks, I would pay some good money to watch their OF 😵‍💫. I feel like this is a more polite way of saying I want to be the fly on the while while gale gets twisted into a pretzal. Or while John gets bent over the dinner table. Swifty, my dude (slides a case full of money across a table), how do you feel about an AU where two beautiful entrepreneurs take agency of their body's and their sexualities and make some good, honest money... together 😉. (I feel like I'm turning into Barry in Saltburn. I would drink the bathwater. SEND HELP. I need psychiatric care now!)

John Gamer Girl Bathwater lmao.

but!! your mind anon lmao. I got to spend a fun night with a couple aussie SW's a few years ago after a cancelled festival (not in THAT way. had a mutual acquaintance and offered to hang out with them since we all suddenly had no plans) and It was fun picking their brains about their lives. They were both primarily dancers.

John starts an only fans after graduating college with a degree in sports management. It's not that he CAN'T get a job but he's suddenly like 'fuck just because i like sports do i really wanna make this my career???' kinda lounges around a bit until the bills poke him on the shoulder. He's like hmmmmm wow if i go into the service industry i'll kill someone. I'm hot I got abs and a mustache and I'm six three I can probably do this. Starts off with a lotta POV handjobs and general thirst traps. He doe's great, its John Egan so he's just got that natural charisma and his voice is deep and shoulders broad and he's real good at dirty talking so he does custom audios for a price. Gets into the collab world on twitter and kinda shoots up in fame real quick. More of a top, bi asf like all my au's so he's kinda going across the board. He's pretty open about what his job is and the people who have a problem with it he kindly tells to fuck off

Gale starts one to put himself through his masters degree then finds out it kinda just.... makes a lot more money with a much looser schedule LOL.

He takes a long while to get good at it. He's hot as hell and has all the creepy dom top accounts all over him but he's shy and takes him a long time to figure out how to sell his content properly. He can't quite get into the cock hungry bottom bitch slut role that people wanna shove him into and it hurts him a bit. But he does manage to get a decently sized following pretty quick. King of the moaning clips, great fuckin one-on-one vidoes of him riding a toy.

John stumbles across Gale as everyone does: scrolling the porn tag on twitter looking for a lil somethin somethin. Those pretty lips wet and flushed as if they've been thoroughly used and those soulful eyes looking up at the camera as Gale hangs his head off the edge of a bed ready to be a perfect sleeve for his dick.

He wrings one out real fuckin quick, drops him a follow and a DM in that order introducing himself and asking if he's ever done a collab.

of course Gale already follows John. He thinks he's handsome but hes got no interest mixing business and pleasure (lmao just wait pookie). He's also never done a collab, never fucked another person on camera. But. but.

John is handsome.

And he knows the guy is legit and safe, has seen him ALL OVER (certified bicycle John Egan always) and knows he's had good reviews.

Gale's had many DM's asking for collabs. This is the first he accepts.

How can he not when John is in there saying "Hey man great content. Would to love maybe have you fuck me" as casual as can be.

Gale's never thought to FUCK someone on camera. Sure he likes both but like I said people want a certain image from. So that in of itself is appealing.

He agrees wholeheartedly

He puts John on his knees on a mattress and pulls his hair until his eyes water, presses him down with a hand between his shoulderblades for that perfect fuckin arch and and spanks him until John is jumping away from even a brush of his hands and whimpering, camera angled to get the perfect shot of his tear stained cheeks.

"Come on darlin," gale croons in that drawl "The people wanna see you break for them, give it all to me."

He fucks John, ass still stinging so he flinches every time Gale bottoms out but damn does he love it and damn does it make for good content.

John comes out of that session already in love.

and of course collabs usually film a bunch of content. gotta capitalize.

So after some rest and recuperation John does exactly what he's fantasized about and lays Gale over the edge of his bed and fucks his throat. Loud and wet and noisy. Spit and pre-come and tears dripping down Gales face into his hair; onto the floor. John takes a little break to rub it all over his face and tell him he makes such a good pocket pussy. Gale's gunna come just from this if Johns not careful. He doesn't have to worry though because once John goes back down his throat he reaches over and gives Gale a nice handy.

Spins him around and fucks him while he's too sensitive and screaming, half cringing away from it but also grinding back because fuck is does John know how to fuck.

John gripping gales hips in his big hands and telling him "Now you're not running away from me yet sweetheart haven't rode you raw yet"

They fuck a lot more. a LOT more. For the content of course. And then theyre like hey maybe we should move in together as colleagues and friends. Except??? maybe?? they start fucking off camera. And maybe they cuddle on the couch. and hold hands. and kiss and go on dates. And maybe they get married?? As colleagues of course.....or not

#swiftytalks #lore drop alert #buck x bucky #mota #i gotta go to the gym in a bit so send your Q's now!#OF AU #i really wrote this all out at 7 am i aint even had my oatmeal yet #if you wanna ask me about smut i AM going to be nasty

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okay so i see that your one of the few sane elden ring fans who understands miquellas character and i wanted to ask how you think miquella will end up being in the dlc & if you think if he ends up getting "corrupted" in what way :P

How I think Miquella will be?

Well obviously I have my biases because he's my favorite character lol But I would personally like for Miquella to be a companion character and we will be able to assist him in his goals when we eventually find him in the Realm of Shadow (fromsoft plz 😭)

But in terms of how I judge his character....

If anything I hold Miquella in the same regard as I do Ranni in terms of "the end justifies the means" I see Miquella as someone who deeply understands that in order to enact great change a great sacrifice is needed to achieve it. Like regarding Miquella sending Malenia to kill Radahn to free the stars, it would not surprise me in the slightest bit if Miquella anticipated that Malenia would have had to unleash the Rot in order to gain the upper hand on Radahn(the dude is a beast) Miquella probably wouldn't have wanted it to come to that, but in the end Miquella trusted Malenia to make the call if necessary.

And when Miquella's whole plans hinge on the very stars being freed, desperate times call for desperate measures. Especially when one of his enemies is a Golden God that has a strangle hold on the very fabric of reality of his world.

Mah boi is nuanced to hell and back and that's why I love him. He wants to create a world where the outcasts can live in peace and he will do anything to see that it happens.

But now in terms of if Miquella will be corrupted?

Well, he kinda of already is technically, thanks to Mohg and the Formless Mother.

I've said in a previous theory post about how I think that Miquella is waging is own personal war against the Outer Gods and that he is legitimately the biggest threat to every single one of them thanks to Unalloyed Gold, and who knows what else he is capable of...

But then you hear those theories(😒) about how Miquella is manipulating Mohg and how he's secretly evil and stuff....

But my theory is that it's actually the other way around, and that it is in fact the Formless Mother who is manipulating Mohg, using his weird obsession with Miquella, to essentially corrupt and cripple the young Empyrean because he is just that dangerous to them.

Malenia is right when she said he is the most fearsome of all....

BUT

As the DLC summary has explained to us Miquella has just straight up ditched his body, and, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Miquella has effectively juked the Formless Mother and her meddling bullshit, and has gone off to the Realm of Shadow to achieve something that has likely been a big part of his Grand Scheme for a very very long time now.

So then Miquella is basically unbothered, moisturized and in his lane lmao 😂

And so, okay this is heading into heavy speculation territory, but with the Ranni and Godwyn situation it's been established in Elden Ring canon that there is a Body and Soul dichotomy is going on. And I find it interesting that when I look deeper into Miquella and Malenia curses, that seemingly, Malenia was cursed in soul and is harboring the Scarlet Rot/God of Rot within, meanwhile Miquella was cursed in body, to remain forever a child.

But now that Miquella has left his body he is practically a wandering Soul, and that one voice in the trailer that refers to Miquella as "pure and radiant" I think that could also be applied to Miquella's Soul, meaning that Miquella's Soul at this point is completely pure and practically untouchable, at least from Outer Gods meddlings.

So no, I do not think that Miquella will end up "corrupted" as in turning evil and becoming a boss fight, because for now, there is just not enough substantial evidence pointing in that direction. And in terms of him pulling a Griffith and betraying everyone and doing something/becoming God for his own selfish gain is just dumb and bad writing 😒

Like I don't know how else to convey this, but the absolute biggest piece of characterization regarding Miquella is his dedication and love for Malenia. And he will do anything to keep his promise to her.

#i love him #míquella is so cool i cant wait to meet him lol #hilarious that you think im the most sane about miq 😂 because i think im the most insane about him akdhsjsjd #elden ring #elden ring theory #miquella the unalloyed #uri answers #shadow of the erdtree

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adairtrashart · 3 months

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here have all of the art fight refs i did for all of my cotl ocs

under the cut is their icons their icons and the links to their specific pages

sona

joined the cult just to figure out how they could use something like those ice curses very weird and pear wiggler brained and says stuff thats very nonsensical outside the very specific context they probably wont even tell you about half the time narinder keeps beating me up ingame help why does he hate me they dont end up attending a lot of the sermons because of being highly nocturnal (hung out with a family of owls growing up)

grebre

loves fighting and fights the other followers for fun (they dont understand that people are often afraid of them because of this) the random assaults stopped happening after the lamb figured out how to get the fight pit though despite being so warrior brained they dont actually like killing others and is one of the few followers who wont be upset if the loser in the fight pit is spared they handmade their gloves just to prevent themself from injuring their hands when punching followers with tougher skin/scales/etc thats a scar not a mouth and their mouth shaped scar also freaks people out because it makes them look like theyre doing an ominous smile constantly

haon

extremely religious and mostly does prayers she didnt know how to go about it very well at first though since the cult was extremely new at that point unintentionally inspired a lot of worshiping customs in the cult due to improvising stuff half the time doesnt like making requests but asked the lamb to retrieve the soul of her long dead sister in anchordeep once because of a dream she had

jularna

the lambs first follower they dont remember much about life before the cult due to how long its been (they dont even remember their original species beyond mammal) also the first dissenter because they got mad that the lamb bowed to heket (there were no prisons at that point so they were sacrificed and later revived) they died again after a failed mission attempt and temporarily became a coward (but fortunately they fully got over their negative feelings towards ritual sacrifice because of this)

manaon

very blunt astrologist who is practically married to its job is attempting to teach people about science but sucks at explaining things very badly mostly kept around because admittedly the lamb is curious about the stars (mostly for superstitious and god related reasons)

noantre

used to be a bodybuilder in his youth but is now a fairly relaxed mentor to grebre still a bit of a hothead though only joined the cult to have a place to be buried but now wants to live out as much of his remaining life as possible due to newfound motivation over things he never really got to do before

nomer

very egotistical and greedy (partially due to having been friends with midas in the past) used to have a high social status before the old faith destroyed his home for not worshiping any of them this led to him being secretly insecure about appearing faithful enough to the lamb acts like a snooty "high school clique mean girl" type of person even after he goes on a whole thing about proving himself a worthy disciple much later on does the high priestess laugh a lot

noty

hes very sickly and quiet but tries to help out anyways mostly just helps out with harvesting the easier crops and worship stuff witness agares is in love with him and eligos considers him as a brother overly concerned with appearing useless despite doing way more than a lot of the more ablebodied followers

panamer

theyre a him/thembo who talks like a surfer dude and mostly hangs out by the beach to go swimming during his freetime thats it thats the personality/lore this is mostly a bit character

putyno

basically what happens when you have someone who acts like a stereotypical fairytale princess in cult of the lamb a lot of people are suspicious of her because of how absurdly nice she is but shes just like that shell even be nice to you if you try to frame her as a spy and get her killed (*cough*webber*cough*) putyno can be pretty defensive towards anyone who messes with her flower garden though because of how deeply it upsets her

thorar

theyre the child of a worm and a deer thorar was never really sure what to do with their life but when they hyperfixate on something they tend to study it in extreme depth so without realizing it they essentially became a scholar horrendous fashion sense and often gets mistaken for a giraffe by people not really aware of how full on hybrids happen in this specific cult sometimes (going with the canon one species or the other thing being the norm outside of it)

thorty

thorty was originally a different species but the lamb felt like trying out the twitch bunny form on someone new they think it looks cute on her but she thinks its "ugly and kiddy" shes overly concerned with appearing mature and had a kid (anar) she wasnt prepared for because of it now shes just too tired all the time even with the lambs help with her kid (they felt kinda bad at that point)

tremer

tremer was brought in during the time where the lamb had to sacrifice followers to regain access to certain areas no one liked her because shes a jerk and she punched the lamb in the face but since the lamb specifically only needed a level x follower at that point they were essentially forced to pamper her until then unbeknownst to everyone she actually came from the goats cult and got here by accident during a mission it doesnt matter anymore though because she got fed to a door

tyjular

tremer told the lamb to bring in a dissenter (specifically to pick on) even after tremer got sacrificed to a door tyjular was still pretty spiteful over repeatedly getting locked up and how tremer was treated in spite of her behavior but hes too shy and self conscious to consider doing anything aside from being overtly formal with his leader

#cult of the lamb #cotl oc #cotl sona #art fight #artfight #artfight 2024

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having a split lip and carol getting a warm damp cloth to wipe the blood away. watching her eyes look at your lip as she sees the extent of the damage. “no kissing for me for a bit then”

“who have you been kissing?”

“why? wanna join the list?”

these carol requests are giving me life,

Kiss on My List (Carol Peletier x Fem! Reader)

WC: 1K

Throwing punches at Shane was a mistake, especially when he doesn’t go easy on women when punching back. The most damage you did was a red mark to the face, the motherfucker split your lip.

He just pissed you off so much, saying that we should just leave Sophia? Not even try to continue to find her? Yeah, absolutely not. Not when we got a lead to her being alive. Making it even more evident that we should keep looking. Without thinking you just punched him just trying to shut him up, and he did it back. Harder. Daryl had to catch you as Shane had knocked you completely off balance.

You stormed back to your tent after the fight and just sulked there while holding a dry cloth to your lip. You would’ve gone inside the Greene house to ask for assistance, but tensions were high, that felt like an overstep. You’ve never had an outburst like that before, it surprised everyone. In the distance you could hear the shouting between Shane and Rick, where Shane was getting his ass handed to him for being the asshole he is. You laid down on your back, staring up at the boring ceiling of the tent. Just trying to wait for the bleeding on your lip to stop.

The silhouette of a person approached your tent, you tensed, but then realized it wasn’t Shane or anyone like that. It looked like it could’ve been any of the women, which you were thankful for. The silhouette stopped as soon as they were outside the zipper door. “You can come in,” you said before the person outside could even ask.

The person unzipped your tent and let themself in, revealing it to be Carol. To be honest she was the last person you’d expect to visit you right now, but you welcomed her with open arms.

Carol was one of the first people you had really gotten close to in the group. It broke your heart to see her in pain like this. Not only with what she went through with Ed, but with also losing her daughter. She was such a kind soul, genuinely cared about everyone and made sure to show it. Everything that was happening to her wasn’t deserved, and it killed you.

This turned out to be one of those moments where she showed her kindness. Carol had walked into your tent holding a bowl of warm water and a rag. She flashed you a soft smile, “Hi sweetie, how are you feeling?” You shrugged, still holding the rag to your lip. “Bleeding, but that's expected” you giggled slightly. She just gave you a sympathetic smile and took a seat right in front of you, setting down the bowl and rag next to your knees.

She took her hand and moved your hand that was holding the rag to get a better look at the split. She took the rag she brought and dipped it in the water and started to wipe the blood around your mouth away. Carol took some time to really see the damage and she made a little face then went back to looking focused.

“You know, you didn’t have to punch him for my sake,” Carol said softly. Still focused on your injury. “Oh yes I did, dude needed to shut up,” you both laughed, and she nodded along.

“Yes, but it's not worth getting hurt more than him.” Just shrugging, you responded back. “Needed to happen, didn’t like what he was saying. He needs a reality check.” you had been talking with your hands, probably looking goofy considering you couldn’t move your head. All Carol did was laugh at your antics, it made you happy to see her laugh finally.

Sitting in silence for a bit, Carol had finished wiping off your lip and put a few butterfly band aids on it to help assist the healing. You put your hand up to your lip to feel the band aids, sighing heavily.

“Well, no kissing for me for a bit then,” Carol let out a loud laugh.

“And who have you been kissing?” You had to admit, she had gotten you with that comeback.

“Why? Wanna join the list?” What you said had just slipped out, you immediately slapped your hand over your mouth. Turning red in the process. Carol just waved her hand in front of you while almost in hysterics. At least she thought it was funny, which made you breathe a sigh of relief in your head.

“Maybe when that lip is healed. But for now, rest up.” She cheerfully said as she collected her stuff and let herself out. While you sat there, completely embarrassed.

So much had happened since that interaction at the farm. You all had found Sophia in the barn, the farm had gotten overrun, you'd lost a lot of people at the prison, including Hershel and T-Dog, Carol was kicked out, the prison was destroyed and now you all were stuck in a train car. You had no clue what was going on outside, all you could hear was explosions and gunshots. All of you in the train car were hoping it was everyone taken out there coming to save you.

Luckily you were right. You all got out of there and could finally breathe sighs of relief. As you all silently celebrated, footsteps approached. All of you turned, only to be met with Carol's familiar face. Daryl was the first to go up to her, encasing her in a massive hug, and you could see the tears in his eyes. As soon as they separated Carol looked right at you and instantly moved to get closer to you.

You moved as well to close the gap faster; you held your arms out to go in for a hug. Carol had other plans though. As soon as she got close enough, she softly grabbed your face with her hands and slammed your lips in a harsh and loving kiss. Like she had been waiting to do that forever. You both stayed like that for a few seconds before pulling away.

Breathless, you looked right at her as she had a sly smirk on her face. Her hands are still on your face. “Felt like the right time to do it. Now I’m on the list,” you lightly smacked her and finally got your hug. Thankful that she was brought back to you.

another fluffy carol fic! i'm sleepy so i'm sorry if there's some silly mistakes!

#carol peletier #carol peletier x reader #twd carol #the walking dead #the walking dead x reader #x reader #female reader #fanfic #wlw #fluff

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carebeartherese · 11 months

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My live reactions to Loki ep 4:

(Already 7 mins in and I’m angry with Kang)

-hell yea the clock lady wants you (what the fuck)

-mobius and Loki are very boyfriends rn

-shit the loom

-LOKI LOOKED AT MOBIUS’ HAND

-sorry

-I love this Victor timely fella tbh

-oh fuck dox

-B15 my love <333

-no don’t let dox live

-oooooo words

-Víctor is so autism

-ob and Casey <3333

-ob and victor meeting each others idles

-snake eating it’s own tail= Ouroboros

-FANGIRLING

-CASEY JEALOUS??

-mobius is so sweet

-NOT THE BIGASS SUIT THING AGAIN POOR MOBIUS

-lmfao petty ob

-hahahahah VOLUNTEER LOKI

-skin?

-mobius and Loki fighting like an old couple is my favorite

-Sylvie = third wheel

-Loki is in fact super fast

-ooop victor is think

-Casey and ob are so bf coded

-CASEY IS THE OTHER WOMAN NOW

-PIE DATE 2???

-sylvie pls let them be a couple

-dude this bitch

-CALLING OUT MOBIUS FR

-HE HASNT LOOKED CAUSE HE LOVES LOKI HE WANTS TO STAY WITH HIM

-MOBIUS AND SYLVIE FACING OFF WHILE LOKI STANDS IN THE BACKGROUND IS ACTUALLY PEAK CINEMA

-WHO WILL HE CHOOSE

-pie pls

-LOKI YOU CHOSE HER???

-oh brad

-shit

-please don’t start a prison riot

-don’t bring Galileo into this

-Stfu dox

-uhhhh this tension is strange

-B15 !!!!!!

-brad doing the same hand-resting thing with his collar

-PIE TIME

-wait sylvie gtfo

-ohhhh please let them fight about MOBIUS

-Loki monologue incoming

-lmfao Thor mocking

-also Loki character development???

-yea those people live because of his lover

-damn wise words ig

-I don’t like them as a couple please don’t let this happen again

-yea sylvie thats kinda the point of hope

-i don’t hate her she’s just annoying on occasion

-anyways

-ok but you are gods tho

-thx Loki also back tf up

-MOVE ON /SRS

-damn that pie room is the real star or the show

-fuck dox srsly

-NO NO RAVONNA STOP

-also crazy bitch Ms minutes honorable mention

-SHES WORKING ON HERSELF OK

-oh shit life on the timeline?? Fr???

-oh fuck no you crazy bitches

-WHAT ARE THEY DOING

-BRAD NO

-FUCK DONT SQUISH THEM

-NO PLEASE OMFG RAVONNA

-MS MINUTES WHY ARE YOU PSYCHOTIC

-Brad that was fuckin cold

-see even ravonna doesn’t actually give a fuck who you are brad

-Casey x OB x Timely???

-It’s hotchoc victor

-I love victor

-mobius is so supportive

-what’s happening with the tempads tho???

-oh sorry b15 it’s people goo now

-MS MINUTES STOP THIS AINT SUPPOSED TO BE HORROR

-Aw he made the guard hot coco

-OH FUCK

-BRAD WHAT THE HELL YOU CUNT

-IT WAS SO WHOLESOME UNTIL YOU SHOWED UP

-MOBIUS AND VIRUSES LMFAO

-shit Ms minutes

-stawp

-loki and mobius need more screen time together

-this feels much scarier than it should tbh

-ohhh….hey ravonna….sorry about all that

-oh shit ok

-mommy? Sorry, mommy? Sorry-

-brad please relax with your 70s hair

-TIMELY DONT BE A DICK PLS

-RUN LOKI RUN

-oh fuck this is it ig

-real Ms minutes sucks

-shits getting real

-loki is gonna get pruned by himself

-sylvie constantly plays elevator music in her soul

-this is where Loki gets pruned!!!! Probably by himself

-yup I was right prune yourself

-damn sylvie strong

-good job loki???

-sorry just had to kill past me rq

-WHOS calling???

-and th e call was coming from IsIdE tHe HoUsE

-oh dammit ob you scared me

-mobius is so worried about his boyfriend he’s willing to reboot the whole system

-LET THE LOKIS USE THEIR POWERS SRSLY

-BYE MS MINUTES

-Aw poor timely they aren’t mocking you

-OH SHIT

-you’ll never be him.

-that shit was menacing fr

-oh DONT send brad out on his own!!!

-he gonna die

-fuck that was kinda hot ngl

-anyways hi sylvie/brad

-FUCK YEA SCREW YOU RAVONNA

-lokius has had way too few scenes today

-loki <333

-oh thank god

-OH THERE IS NO GOD

-THE LOOM

-oh loki please be safe

-don’t send timely out pls

-no dont!!!

-TIMELY PLS DONT DIE

-OH SHIT BLACK HOLE SPAGHETTI

-NO TIMELY PLEASE

-GOD HOW FIX PLS

-NO BAD LOKI

-STAY PUT PLEASE

-DUDE

-THIS SHIT IS TERRIFYING

-B15 MY LOVE

-OH FUCK WHY IS IT DARK

-WHAT THE HELL WHAT JUST HAPPENED

-THAT IS AN UNFAIR CLIFFHANGER

-COME BACK

#loki #loki episode 4 #loki season 2 #victor timely #mobius m mobius #ms minutes #ravonna renslayer #sylvie laufeydottir #loki laufeyson #lokius

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shadowsandshapes · 1 year

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[Spicy] FFTB | CH 10: Secrets Among the Sheets (Dabi/F!Reader)

Summary: Dabi shares his secret and is in dire need of some comfort afterward. Things get a little heated between the two of you. Contains: Mild Angst (Dabi's Past, yknow), Comfort, SPICE, MINORS I WILL STAB YOU IF YOU INTERACT, Dirty Talking, Cursing, Dabi This Isn't How You Deal With Your Emotions But Goddamn Are You Hot, Dry Humping

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“We gotta have a talk you and me.”

That’s something you never want to hear after waking up in a dude’s bed.

You turned to face Dabi as you pulled one of his old T-shirts over your head. He was on the bed, keeping his eyes averted as you changed out of last night’s clothes and into some of his spare duds. Whatever was going through his mind had his leg feverishly bouncing up and down against the mattress. He wasn’t as violently anxious as last night but the sight still raised your apprehension. You approached the bed – laying a hand on his knee. That seemed to do the trick. The shaking stopped. Dabi looked up and sucked in a deep breath, his azure eyes struggling to hide their inner turmoil. This was serious. He opened his arms for you. While the gesture came across as hesitant and tense, you accepted – crawling into Dabi’s lap with your bare thighs on either side of his body. The tension in his bones had him feeling so fucking wound up, but your presence helped to ease the pressure.

“Okay,” you said, nestling up against him. “Whenever you’re ready.”

A meaningful silence followed. You could hear Dabi’s heart beating behind his ribs. Frantic and uncertain. There was so much he had to tell you – he was just looking for a place to start. Somehow, holding you tighter made this easier. His hand landed on the small of your back, finding support. Both physically and emotionally. Trust had to start somewhere, Dabi realized, and he had a lot of catching up to do for the shit he’d put you through.

“Before you…before we do this – you should know everything. Little while ago you asked me why I joined the League, yeah?” Dabi started, waiting for you to process the information. You nodded, allowing him to continue. This next part was even more difficult to say. “Touya – my name’s Todoroki Touya. Endeavor is my father.”

Your blood turned to ice. “The new number fucking one? That Endeavor?”

“Yeah, I know.” Dabi chuckled, recognizing the horrified look on your face. A vehement bitterness and cold hard pain tainted the sound of his laughter. “The bastard’s obsessed with surpassing AllMight but he’s too fucking weak to do it himself. Too egotistical to look past his own shortcomings. So? He forced his delusional dream onto his kids. I was the oldest and also his biggest failure. Trained me so hard a threw up. Beat me and my siblings. And mom. Pushed me to do more and more and more until – I wasn’t good enough anymore. My body couldn’t handle the heat –”

He raised his arm. You followed his movements – heart aching as you watched his eyes harden into a hateful stare at the numerous burns on his skin. Dabi loathed his body and his mangled appearance so much, you could barely stand the way he cursed it with his next breath. “Look at me. Look how fucked up my face is. I don’t even recognize the kid I used to be anymore. My old man doesn’t even recognize me anymore…”

This wasn’t about his body. He sighed – taking a moment to get back on track. It was about Endeavor. About retribution. “When Shoto was born...no one cared about me anymore. It killed me. He was everything to me, you know? All I wanted was for him to be proud of me. Stupid fucking kid. Couldn’t see him for what he really was. Fucking monster. I joined the League to take him down. I needed resources and connections. Shigaraki and the League could give me those.”

You sat quietly for a moment – processing all he had told you. “Holy fucking shit, Dabi…” was all you could muster at first. That was one hell of a story to process. It tugged at your very soul to hear him speak about his past. No one should have to face such injustice from their own flesh and blood. A myriad of emotions coursed through your body all at once. You couldn’t rationalize this. There was no reason this should have happened – yet it was human nature to attempt to find one. When you finally settled on a feeling to accept, you pressed your lips together – biting back a curse. Lashing out was not the answer right now. Not when Dabi needed you. You steeled your fury. For now.

He waited for your pity. For you to give him those big, tearful eyes that made him feel inadequate in every way. Sympathy was usually what most humans resorted to upon hearing of such a tragedy. Dabi didn’t want you to think he was weak – but he needed to get through this anyway. If you were going to be together, you needed to know the whole truth. That included the broken, battered and bruised state of his soul. Your soft, warm hands cupped his cheeks, forcing him to confront your judgment head-on. What he saw was surprising. Your eyes were burning hot. Furious. Filled with an anger he had only considered himself capable of.

It swirled in your gaze as you held onto Dabi’s face, your gentle fingers soothingly tracing the edges of his scars. “Whatever you need from me – I’ll do it. We’re gonna make him pay, yeah?”

“I’m gonna go up against the pros, sweet thing. Top of the charts, the Hero Commission and the entire goddamn police force that comes with it. Are you sure? You wanna stay with me?”

“Dabi, I don’t give two shits who we have to take down. I’m doing this with you.”

You weren’t lying. Dabi’s eyes searched every inch of yours for any sign of bullshit but found none. It wasn’t as relieving as he had hoped. If you had just rejected him, Dabi could have forgotten about you. But you weren’t like that.

In keeping with the tradition of making nothing but trouble for him, you weren’t going to abandon him.

“Fuck – I was really hoping you wouldn’t say that,” Dabi admitted with a chuckle. “You’re making it real hard on me to stay away from you, you know?”

You rolled your eyes before planting a quick kiss against his cheek. “I don’t want you to stay away from me, hotshot. Wouldn’t have asked you to take me home if I did.”

A small smile formed on Dabi’s lips as he pulled you closer, resting his chin on the curve of your shoulder. “Even though I look like a literal diseased nutsack?” he asked, just a hint of humor to his tone. That was good. You both needed a laugh after the bombshell he just dropped.

You chuckled and wrapped your arms around his neck. “Buddy – you could look like a moldy peach and I’d still gladly devour you.”

Dabi was staring at you now. Grinning from ear to ear as he ruffled the top of your head. His eyes, previously dull and heavy with anguish, now gleamed brightly again. “You have a way with words, princess. So fuckin’ romantic – I’m swooning.” You grumbled at him half-heartedly, swatting at his hand with a quiet curse for messing with your hair. “One more thing: no one else knows about this and I’d like to keep it that way until the time is right, okay? This is between you and me.”

“Our secret,” you nodded. “Scout’s honor…or rather scoundrel’s honor, I suppose.”

You sat in his lap for what seemed like an eternity. The silence between you felt comfortable. Dabi’s hands rested on your bare thighs – their heat soaking into your skin as they kneaded the flesh. He couldn’t help himself. Something about you wearing his shirt was simply mesmerizing. The way the fabric rested against the curve of your breasts and pooled around your waist was so enticing. Inviting him to touch you more. Despite their inherent heat, you shivered beneath his fingers.

“Dabi –” you breathed out, “–you gotta knock that shit off, I’m – you just bared your soul to me…”

His lips curled into a smirk as he leaned in to kiss your neck. Your startled gasp only served to fuel his desire. “Let me have this,” Dabi said with a chuckle. Fuck – you were cute like this. That bright blush dusting your cheeks enchanted him. It was just what the doctor ordered to get rid of this uncomfortable feeling in his guts. “Kinda feel like shit after talking about it. Can’t we have some fun?”

As he spoke, Dabi rolled his hips, grinding himself up into your body. With each deliberate motion, you could feel his cock hardening in his pants as it brushed against your inner thigh. Guiding you to move along with him to create more friction, Dabi firmly planted his hands on your waist and tugged. This wasn’t how normal people dealt with their emotions – you wanted to tell him that, but Dabi had a way of overwhelming your senses. You wanted this too. If it brought him comfort – why would you refuse? You let out a soft moan, unable to think of much else with Dabi’s hard cock prodding at your clothed sex.

��Yeah, that’s it…that’s a pretty noise,” he praised. “Make me feel s’good. Faster, baby.”

You didn’t need more encouragement. His husky, broken voice was all it took for you to pick up the pace. With both of your hands clasped onto his shoulders, you shifted your weight to get a better angle. Dabi groaned out as you rocked your hips against him. You sounded so sweet – panting heavily in the crook of his neck as you struggled to catch your breath. It was driving him insane. He watched the edge of his shirt ride up your thighs and quickly moved his hands to the next exposed skin. Your thighs were so soft and warm. Perfect in every way. Every inch Dabi was allowed to touch was a blessing to his senses. The way your skin molded itself to his palm as he squeezed down, spilling in between his fingers, was mesmerizing. He didn’t know you could blush all over until he saw your thighs come alive with color. It was beautiful. You were gorgeous – grinding against his lap just for him. Doing your damndest to make him feel good. Dabi figured he ought to return he favor. You were doing so well. Moaning and gasping for air from just this over-the-clothes shit. It made him wonder what it would feel like to plunge his cock into your aching cunt.

Fuck – entertaining that fantasy only spurred him on more. Dabi was gonna ruin you. Make you take his cock until the only word you remembered was his name. Pound that pussy until it permanently remembered the shape of him, molded to him to be a perfect fit.

Dabi pulled you in – doubling his own efforts to grind up into you. “You’re gonna make me cum like this…you hear me? I’m gonna cum in these pants if you keep doing that. That’s how fucking horny I am – what you do to me. I can’t wait to fuck you stupid. Have you choking on my cock with that pretty, sassy little mouth of yours. Always talking shit. I bet you suck dick real good.”

The absolute filth that poured from his lips had your cheeks flaring up. You whined as your eyes zoned in on the wet stain permeating his jeans. A mixture of your own slick soaking through your panties and Dabi’s pre-cum leaking from the tip of his cock. He was twitching wildly every time your desperate voice rang into his ear. The very sight of it shot a wave of arousal directly into your core. You lost control of your voice then – moaning and crying out for him. Dabi’s eyes widened as you threw your head back in pure ecstasy.

“Shit – that’s hot. Yeah, keep it going,” he groaned out, bucking his hips with each word. “Keep it going, keep it g– Oh, fuck.” You watched Dabi’s eyes roll back – a shudder rocking through his entire body. The stain on his pants grew larger as his seed plastered itself against the fabric, some of it even leaking through to the other side. All you could do was beg mindlessly as you rubbed yourself against him. His slick went everywhere. Sticking to your bare thighs. Soaking into the cotton of your underwear, staining the base of your panties. You were so goddamn close.

“Dabi – please – I can’t –”

A scream ripped through the air – but it wasn’t your pleasured voice that interrupted your begging. You froze, a desperate moan dying on your tongue as you turned toward the source with pure, icy-cold horror running through your veins.

“Tomuraaaaaaaaaaaaaa –” Toga stood just a few feet away in the doorway to Dabi’s room, with the door wide open and a deranged, toothy grin on her lips. She cast her voice down the hall at full volume, alerting the entire League of what she had found. “(Y/n) is back and she’s fucking Dabi!”

In the distance, you could Shigaraki’s voice rising up above a chorus of chatter: “Pay up Spinner, you owe me a 20.”

A/N: Toga 🤝 Me, cockblocking you (: Is this the literary equivalent of edging? I reckon so. I did say this was a slow burn, didn't I? Hope you enjoyed a little taste of what is to come in the (ahem) climax of the story.

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epickiya722 · 8 months

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Does Sakuna have feelings for Megumi? Why he is so obsessed with him?

Doubt he genuinely has feelings for Megumi, but just wanted to use his technique to kill Satoru.

It was why he was so adamant about keeping Megumi alive after he fought him way back in the beginning. He saw what Megumi was capable of and witnessed how he uses his technique.

At some point, he may have learned about the fight about Satoru and Megumi's ancestors and how summoning Mahoraga killed them both or figured out something along those lines even without knowing that information.

Sukuna fought Mahoraga. Keep in mind, he notes that had Megumi summoned Mahoraga earlier in the story, he would have been surely defeated.

And only one person actually defeated Sukuna at that time. Satoru did.

However, Satoru told Yuji, who Sukuna was possessing at that time, if Sukuna was at full strength he would give him a hard time, but he (Satoru) would win.

I believe him. Otherwise, why does Sukuna go after Megumi and uses his technique against Satoru?

He probably knew Satoru could have won against him and even if he couldn't, he wasn't going to chance it. So the next best thing would to have is a trump card.

If Mahoraga and Satoru could beat Sukuna and yet Sukuna could give Satoru a hard time (and he does) and he was later able to defeat Mahoraga (at 15 fingers), would it have been smart that Sukuna combines his strength with the Ten Shadows Technique against Satoru?

Also, Megumi was easier to shape into what he wanted than Yuji. Yuji was created to be Sukuna's vessel, yet he can contain him.

While Megumi was able to fight back against Sukuna, at first, he still wasn't able to regain control like Yuji has been able to. It takes either a Binding Vow or consuming multiple fingers at once for Yuji to lose his control over Sukuna unwillingly.

It's why Sukuna goes out his way to break his soul by killing Tsukumi. Sukuna made sure Megumi couldn't get that control back by doing that to break his soul. (Which why he was so annoyed by Yuji as revealed in 248. Yuji's soul and resolve isn't easy for Sukuna to break.)

If Sukuna actually cared for Megumi, he wouldn't have taken that length to kill her with his Ten Shadows Technique.

After his fight with Satoru, Sukuna pretty much discards Megumi by shifting into his OG form and we haven't see Megumi's technique being used by him since.

To Sukuna, Megumi was just useful against Satoru. Not even because of his technique. Satoru taunts Sukuna about how does he think Satoru would hold back because he's possessing Megumi (someone he looked after since Megumi was a little kid).

Sukuna may have thought that. He may have.

This actually been on my mind for a while.

Any time Sukuna was controlling Yuji's body, he barely sustained any major injuries. Or at all. Dude was just vibing causing chaos and even during that first fight with Satoru, he brushed it off like it was nothing.

The moment he possessed by Megumi, he has been kicked, punched, thrown, lost a hand, gotten a hole in his chest to take his heart out, bleed a lot, got blasted at...

It's like Megumi gave Sukuna bad luck or something... SOMEONE GET MY BOY OUT OF THERE! Megumi, I'm talking about Megumi. His body has gone through enough!

#kiya answers #kiya answers questions #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen spoilers #jjk spoilers #jjk manga spoilers #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna ryomen #megumi fushiguro #fushiguro megumi #gojo satoru #satoru gojo

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Yae Miko with a GN!reader and Yae is scared that she might be accidentally hurting or manipulating S/O, so she's confused as to why S/O keeps coming back to her, scared that she might be accidentally gaslighting S/O when in reality she's doing nothing wrong

"Loving you, killing you, isn't it thrilling? You've said enough from those guts you've been spilling through Crying and begging, a lovely sound I tear at your soul, but you still stick around What I've found is a treasure indeed A friend who can bend to my every need I'll use and abuse you and never feel bad, until suddenly, funnily, you take my hand Tangle you tight in the yarns that I've spun And I'll do it again, to get what I want Pretend that I'm harmless, I'm actually alarmed this is something charming to anyone... (wow) The fact can actually make Death wanna Die? I'm the one that you love, and I'm making you cry And it's "just me", after all"

"You know, I want you to care that I want you to stay So I swear I won't blame you if you turn away At the end of the day, I will smile and give in to this burning and vile Original sin 'Cause hell is the realization you're selfish And drawn to the loving, the soft and the helpless I can see through that facade that you wear When you're honest, and promise you'll fight the despair And I'll say it again, that I know I'm the worst So then how can you spend so much love on the person that hurts you Like I do? 'Cause inside, I can't hide that I cannot desert you And if I'm "the world" to you, surely you never stood even a chance at all, didn't you? It's me, after all"

This request was based on the song "Ijimeko Bully" by Mori Calliope so please try to focus most on the themes of the song also here is the overall lyric analysis made by the song writer/singer:

"The basic theme and motif is, it is a self-hating song. …The self-hatred is accompanied by confusion as to why someone still continues to love them. Think of like, for example, a kind of Beauty and Beast situation. There’s a terrible beast who doesn’t understand why when they continue to hurt the person they care about, the person that they care about keeps coming back to them. …This is coming from the perspective of the beast.

Something I want to make really clear is, in this sense, because this is coming from the beast’s mind, there are mentions of things like hurting, abuse, et cetera. This is because, since we’re in the mind of the beast, these are just things that this villainous being believes that they are doing, right? So perhaps they aren’t actually hurting someone. But they hate themselves so much that any time they give the bluntest little quip against someone that they care about. while to that other person it might feel like, “ouch that was kind of a harsh word,” to the beast, perhaps, it feels like they’ve done something horrible and struck and actually hurt that person much more deep than what may be the truth.

So for example, while I don’t actually go out of my way to go on rants and tirades and angry shouting at anyone because I really don’t like confrontation, sometimes I’ll give a sharp little remark or say, “Oh, that wasn’t funny.” But it’s like, it feels to me as soon as I’ve said it I regret it, and I say, “oh man, oh shit oh fuck, oh no,” and I feel like I’ve really hurt that person. There are times when I’ve apologized afterward to people that I care about, and they say, “What are you talking about, it’s fine, y'know it was a little annoying, but it’s not that big of a deal, dude.” And maybe the root of that is because the beast actually just hates themself. So there’s the self-hatred part. ‘Calli’s the beast?’ Maybe!"

Bully?

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Characters: Yae Miko

Pairings: Yae Miko x GN! Reader

Warnings: Angst

Word count: 655

Synopsis: Oh little red, what an innocent face. Let me eat you up. You’ll sit well in my stomach. …Won’t you?

Extra Notes: I really like this ask. I like the lyrics of the song too. Very thoughtful. Thanks for requesting!

Yea is known for making people sweat and squirm. On occasion she’s made some of them cry. At first she thought you were simply a masochist, continually coming back to her with that big, dopey smile and offerings only to be turned into a flustered mess when she teased you. But you kept coming back. Then she thought you were trying to bribe her, everyone who comes to the shrine has some sort of desire, whether or not they want to admit it. But you voluntarily said that the only thing you wanted was to see her. Finally, she thought you were a blind, lovestruck fool. No one really loves her. No one even truly knows her. You just want to have a pretty and powerful woman like her wrapped around your finger, but if you think Yae is going to fall for that, you’re sorely mistaken. But you surprise her once again. You claim to not care if she loves you. You admit to having a crush on her. Yae cuts you off with a quip about how she’d never date a human. You look down shamefully but continue on and say that you’d still like to be her friend. You enjoy seeing her in action and the conversations you have with her are entertaining. And that one day, You can know the real her.

Yae is stunned by your confession. Taken back by your sincerity. She sorely regrets making that snide remark earlier.

The sunset light hits your face beautifully, and you smile at her. It’s time for you to go back to your boring, little human life. Yae almost doesn’t hear your question of if she wants you to come back the next day, as you always do. She waves you off and says that you can do whatever you want. She’s hit with another wave of guilt as your face falls.

The response was something typical of her to say, but it still hurt for you to hear.

Yae isn’t sure how to react to this rare feeling of discomfort. Since when is she uncomfortable with being herself? Normally she basks in a person’s crestfallen face or at least is disappointed in it. But just now, with you, she felt… ashamed of herself.

You disappear down the mountain and Yae retires to her chambers. She doesn’t sleep. One night of missed sleep is nothing to her. Instead she lays in her comfy futon and thinks about all the times she must have hurt you. She says so many things in a day, so used to saying whatever will get the best reaction out of people.

She used to think it was you that she had to be wary of. Oh how the tables have turned. The reality is that it’s you who should be avoiding her.

Miko feels as though she’s been stabbed as the thought of you avoiding her crosses her mind. What a terrible life that would be, she thinks to herself.

But…

She can’t argue that it would be better for you. Even she has to admit to the damages she must have done to you. The ways she’s baited you, letting her teasing go too far. She’s taken every gift you gave, every compliment, everything. Such an adorable, little piece of sunshine. Little red riding hood just trying to pick flowers for grandma and the big bad wolf— Yae came along and ruined everything. Stole your innocence and hope. All while smiling about it.

Yae is torn between wanting you to come back and hoping you stay away. She’s a bad influence. A bad person. She’ll only continue to hurt you. It’s who she is after all. You’ll never truly know her. You’ll never make it past her walls. You’ll start climbing and she’ll tease you and laugh when you fall and land on your ass. It’s just too entertaining. It's too mean. She should tell you to stay away.

Even if it makes her heart sting.

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