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[theirmadness]

👕 // slide a weapon up under my muse’s shirt. *A knife. Cain and Abaddon :)

meme status: accepting. meme source: uknown.

the feeling of the blade under her skin sends a shiver down her spine. it's not a thing that she feels often, that tingling feeling of something almost akin to fear, but to someone like abaddon, it's really just excitement. no one else could really have her at such a disavantage, or feeling this way about pain. it's cain, so she's not even trying as hard to get the upper hand in this situation. this is part of the game that they play. she licks her lips, the excitement travelling down her body and settling in her stomach. her hand moves to his wrist, fingers wrapping around it as she pushes his hand forward, almost forcing him to press the sharp blade against her bare flesh.

the sting is familiar, and as soon as she smells her own blood thick in the air, abaddon grins. ❝ don't tease me if you're not gonna follow through with it. it's just rude to get a girl going and not finish. ❞ her words are a low purr, her hand sliding up his arm until she was grabbing hold of his bicep. ❝ if you wanted me naked, you just had to ask. but of course, i guess ripping my shirt open is a little more excited, hmm? so go ahead. i know you want to. ❞ she pushed out her chest, leaning closer to him so her lips are brushing against his ear. ❝ my bra matches my panties. it's your favourite colour. ❞ she licked his earlobe, before her hand grabbed a fistful of greying hair, tugging on it with the same sort of urgent violence that he touched her. even with a knife on her, she needs to be in control.

[helllords]

@zealctry asked: casually. "sooooo. hypothetically speaking. what would happen to a contractee. . . if a lord oh-so-happened to die?" ( not Hidan casually asking Aba for information. for no reason whatsoever. pure curiosity. promise. ) / unprompted.

The question does not surprise him, does not lift his gaze from the newspaper he is half-heartedly reading and does not stop him from digging his fork into the breakfast Hidan has made for them and just as casually bring it to his mouth. Because, truth be told, he has expected this ( hell likes to whisper among itself, especially when its usually unbothered lord of lust comes seething to Abaddon and hisses to keep his lover in check; its odd to behold his own sin on Asmodeus' face. he will not tell Hidan about it ).

A hum is his first reply, drowning in the coffee he takes a sip from as he debates his answer for a moment. " Lord Lucifer will have to announce a new lord who will take over. The souls still go to hell; they cannot escape their fate just because someone killed one of us. Which is another way of saying--- " Finally his gaze lifts as he takes his hand, placing a kiss to the ring on his finger. " --- I will not let you kill Asmodeus, my dear. "

[demonsfate]

❤️‍🔥 like for a starter ❤️‍🔥

[cainiine-a]

@zealctry

The rain taps gently against the colored windows of this holy abode ( a rhythmic mantra, a prayer, a funeral song; he hasn't quite decided what it sounds like the most and, maybe, it isn't for him to decide yet ), trying to at least wash the mosaic off of the sin festering within its walls when it cannot reach the one inside oblivious to it all. Or perhaps these are god's tears, lamenting the subsequent fall of another one of its priests, heaven's last attempt to clean him off of his intentions as though he still cares about anything sacred, anything divine. Because what do these saints matter to him now when hell has offered itself oh so temptingly to him? With promises of riches and power in a tongue too sweet to decipher the consequences laid beneath, and the lord of all these gifts able to fulfill his every desire? He will offer him entrance upon this damned earth and, in return, will make him his own Mephistopheles.

Lightning strikes somewhere in the distance of a tar-black sky. The painted glass stones of Jesus nailed to the cross shine brightly onto the dimly lit walls of the church but the Father is too lost in his own fantasies to lift his gaze from the ground, too hypnotized by what lingers beneath. If only he did, maybe he would have questioned the way the blood dripping from the saint's hands looked oddly black.

The smoke of the incense burning out is still sickeningly intense. But on a night like this, he supposes, nothing feels ordinary, normal. The rows of pews feel vast, as though they multiplied to fit all of hell within them and in the growing darkness, he almost feels as though someone is already sitting there ( a shape, seated in the last row, its figure a blur ). A trick of his nerves, certainly, and yet a bead of sweat is still running down his temple the moment he extinguishes another candle with distracted, callous fingertips. A breath, a shudder. He closes his eyes, shaking his head, and pretends he did not see.

Because soon it won't matter. Soon he will summon the one of the bottomless pit. Soon It will gain a body and won't It reward him greatly for it? It will. Certainly, It will. It must. His index fingers hovers over Its sigil, trembling, and without closing the book he sets out into the night to find it a suiting vessel.

It has to be good. It has to be. The father walks around the alleys, walking around the homeless nestled into nooks and crannies with gentle steps but the way he clings onto his umbrella and stares at them with furious, blazing eyes betray him. He needs a vessel. They are not good.

But one is. He finds him at a bus stop, a little punk of a man pressed into its farthest corner and he briefly wonders if he is naive enough to believe that the bus will still come. Or that this is his shelter for the night. He smiles, expression warm but empty, his cassock fluttering in the growing wind. Something within the deepest abyss of his mind chuckles; this one.

" Not the best time to be out, my son. Are you in need of shelter? "

[luceafarul-de-dimineata]

Hi, I apologize if I'm being annoying but I love your shipping au and I was thinking of something and wanted to tell you

What if once the shipp that is most trending is MC x the worst possible noble of that country. Like, people notice mc has a lot of chemistry with glasya or bimet and instead of a king there is now a whole thread talking about how mc should stay with the noble instead of the king? I think it would be really funny

Oh, I love this. Mc that has terrible taste in men is so real.

*Glasylabolas posts a photo of him kissing Mc*

Glasylabolas: Task failed succesfully

Foras: I'm glad you like the dead so much because there's no way you're going to keep on living after this

Barbatos: I'm preparing the candles

Glasylabolas: It's fineeeeee I made it so only people that follow me can see it. His majesty Leviathan doesn't follow anyone.

Dantalian: BROOOOOOOO THIS IS SO COOOOOOL

Glasylabolas: I know, right? The child of Solomon is my significant other now. Everyone else can go cry about it.

Dantalian: You'll be sharing with your bestie, right

Dantalian: 🥹👉👈

Glasylabolas: Of course

Dantalian: Yepeeeee

Glasylabolas: Tell Ronové to check his dms

Dantalian: He's busy. We're in the middle of a battle

Glasylabolas: I don't care, I want to see if he has time in his scheduel for our threesome

Dantalian: wait... I thought I was your bestie!

Glasylabolas: I have many besties, Dantalian

Glasylabolas: Most of them from Abaddon. You people trully understand me

Dantalian: It's fine. Wanting to fuck corpses is tame. Just yesterday someone died from getting fucked by a horse.

Glasylabolas: Crazy

Dantalian: Can I have more pics with you and Mc? I want to make an edit

Glasylabolas: Absolutely, just send it to me directly

Dantalian: sure sure

*Glasylabolas posted 10 more photos*

Dantalian: wiat ill doiy when i grt homt

Glasylabolas: Are you having a stroke?

Dantalian: m typng wjth m feert

Glasylabolas: Pop off

5 hours later

*Dantalian posted an edit*

Dantalian: It's done!

Glasylabolas: This is great! Though why is the song "Be my bad boy"

Dantalian: Because you're the bad boy and Mc is the badass dom

Glasylabolas: They haven't dommed yet

Dantalian: yet

Gamigin: WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS??????

Paimon: It's not even photoshopped... Glasy, how could you?!

Eligos: Nooooooo out of all the bad decisions, Mc made the worst one

Amon: I think I just lost my appatite for the next century

Dantalian: Come on, guys, it's not that bad!

Amon: @Gamigin are there any free beds in Paradise Lost? I think I need emergency medical attention

Gamigin: I'll send Buer over

Amon: Thx

Eligos: This is fucking outragous

Paimon: My main question is how Glasy is still alive

Foras: @Glasylabolas I think you should brace yourself

Gamigin: What happened?

Barbatos: Hi guys!!!! So, his handsome majesty Leviathan took care of everything. His last words were "This is hot"

Gamigin: Is he dead?

Paimon: Good

Dantalian: He was a good devil.

Dantalian:

Dantalian: Stay strong, brothers

Foras: He's not dead, just unconcious

Paimon: Bumeeeer

*This forum has been terminated at the request of his majesty Leviathan*

[wandabear]

CHEERFUL OBLIVION - WANDA MAXIMOFF X F!READER (chapter four)

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Summary: Your duty is to watch her 'till Chton comes for her, even if you hate it, but do you really hate it? Especially when you start to get to know Wanda. The bond begins to torment you. But, oh Lord, you've never been so in love. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ chapter one chapter two chapter three chapter four chapter five chapter six ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ masterlist

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tw: smut?, angst, violence, blood, mentions of death, fluff, angst with a happy ending.

Jules/Stolas is portrayed by Adelaide Kane. Here.

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Her gaze rested on the door's handle for about ten minutes, thinking about how to begin, what she was going to say. How was she going to do it? Trying to gain courage to do what she had to do, for so long.

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Things got out of control, she needed to face the situation now but it was so hard. Y/N cleared her throat and finally knocked on the door, expecting that woman to be gone or to just have to get out of there but when the door finally opened, she sighed. 

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ That was her punishment for all the bad deeds.

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Wanda was in front of her, with a happy smile and an excited look. And all Y/N could say, feeling her heart break, was: “We need to talk.”

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“Sure, come in.” Wanda hesitated a little surprised, especially by the look on Y/N's face. Looked like everything was going to hell. “What is going on, detka? What do you want to talk about?” ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

Gulping, Y/N turned to see her asking herself how to start. It wasn't easy to drop a bomb of this size, she knew Wanda wasn't going to take it well. Her life and everyone's life hung by a thread. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

“I don't even know how to start. There are things about me that you should know, and you're not going to like them.”  Y/N smiled sadly, feeling the room grow smaller and smaller around her, making the demon feel so helpless. She had never been so afraid before. She looked at Wanda, who sat next to her. “You know how I feel about you, right?” ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

Wanda smiled tenderly, taking Y/N's hand to give her the courage and support she needed so bad. “You should tell me.”

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Y/N knew there was no alternative but to tell her the truth. Looking around, the demon took a deep breath, filling her lungs with that exquisite perfume. Wanda smelled of coconut and a soft sweet tone of something she couldn't recognize.

Every part of her body told her not to do it, her mind told her not to say it, to just keep going as she was, but Abaddon wouldn't allow it. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

“I know you've tried to find out more about me, and I haven't been honest with you.”  The demon continued, intertwining her fingers with her girlfriend's. “Who I was before I met you is not easy.”

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Wanda was silent, noticing Y/N's internal struggle to say what she felt. If the witch could read her mind now she could easily know, but there was something charming and special about Y/N, not being able to know created a painful but exciting anticipation.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ The melancholy in the Y/N’s gaze captivated her, as well as the passion in those kisses. The love in that woman’s eyes, which grew little by little as the months went by.

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“I'm crazy about you, Wanda. There's no debate about that, I don't want you to doubt my love.” Y/N shrugged, feeling as sincere as she had ever been with anyone before. “I'm in love with you.”

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A huge, in love, sincere smile appeared on Wanda's lips, one that the world started seeing more when she met Y/N.

Couldn't even let her girlfriend finish speaking, the Sokovian just leaned in to kiss her. Oh, the peace she felt when their lips met again. Closing her eyes, Y/N accepted that maybe this was the sweetest ending.

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“I love you.” Wanda whispered against her soft lips, still with eyes closed, still lost in that kiss. Surprised, unable to believe those words, Y/N's eyes widened.

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“What?” Y/N babbled. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ “I know, I know it's not easy to hear...” Wanda giggled sheepishly. Her look showed nothing but unconditional, real and sincere love. “I hope I don't freak you out with this.”

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But Y/N just kept quiet, still shocked. In her head there was nothing but surprise and enormous joy. So much so that she completely forgot the reason why she was there.

That heart beat so fast that the demon feared it would burst out of her chest.

Wanda loved her, she really loved her. Someone loved her!

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“I love you too.” Y/N whispered, a confession both had been waiting for so long. The demon giggled, especially when Wanda wrinkled her nose, fangirling.

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“You do?”

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“I do.” Y/N tucked a strand of brown hair behind her beloved's ear.  “I really love you.”

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Tension between their gazes grew exponentially. Their hearts intertwined once more when Y/N kissed her again, but this time it was a much more needy kiss.

Her tongue sought Wanda's to begin a slow dance. Challenging each other, caressing each other intimately until air became necessary. Carefully, Wanda grabbed the collar of Y/N's shirt and pulled her to the bed, lying down together.

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Suddenly, Y/N couldn't think about anything but Wanda, her smile, the soft touch of her fingers, that sexy thick accent. She didn't even remember why she was there, and now nothing could keep her away from this woman right now. Placing her hands on Wanda's hips and pulling her closer, Y/N left those soft lips to continue running along her jaw until she reached that delicate neck.

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Oh, her scent drove her completely feral.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ Smiling, she bit and kissed the sokovian’s neck so possessive and eager, until something made her stop quickly.

Realizing that she might have been moving too far and those feelings for Wanda were so addictive, Y/N pulled away to look into those green eyes, hoping she hadn't screwed everything up.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ “Sorry, I just…” Y/N said somewhat agitated. Her face was flushed, didn't know if it was because of shyness or desire.  “I’m really into you. You've got me crazy about you. I never felt like this before.”

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A sigh escaped Wanda's lips upon hearing her confession. Her heart was beating so hard, and that weird feeling in her belly was like she had millions of bats flapping around in desperation. It was strange but beautiful, especially since it was the first time.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ “The way you look, the way you walk, the way…that you smile.”  Y/N raised a flirty eyebrow. “And you're so fucking sexy tho, I'm sorry.”

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They both laughed, even in a moment as tense as that, making it more beautiful and even special. Y/N leaned her forehead to rest against hers, bonding in such an adorable way.

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“I want you.” Finally those words left Wanda's lips in a whisper, as if she wanted only them to witness that moment.

Y/N she kept her gaze on those full, sweet lips, as they moved. How much she wanted to lose herself in them. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

Totally crazy about her, and would be for her entire eternal life. Y/N closed the distance between them once more, joining in more than a kiss.

In slow caresses, soft touches, her fingers gradually got rid of the clothes when they both fell to the bed, surrendered to passion. The long-sleeved black blouse was left behind, same as that adorable but sensual black skirt of hers.

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“This is my first time.” Wanda confessed in a sigh, making Y/N pull away a little to look at her eyes.

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“I can stop whenever you want.” And it was true, of course she would stop if Wanda needed it. Hell, she could live an eternity without sex if Wanda wanted to. That's how in love and attached to her the demon was.

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“Sh, come here.” The Sokovian's eyes only showed desire, helping Y/N take off her clothes. Between giggles, they both physically loved each other for the first time.

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Wanda's first time with someone. Y/N’s first time making love.

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Touching her with slow hands,  just enjoying the feeling even if it made the Sokovian desperate. Expectation and need devoured her like a wild beast.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ Y/N enjoyed the feel of the skin. That adorable and sensual birth mark on the witch’s boob, the way these fit perfectly in her hand as she softly squeezed them while kissing her belly.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ Wanda bit her lip when Y/N finally reached her most sensitive area. How the demon devoured her completely, first slowly to enjoy her and then with a wild need.

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She was at the edge. And it felt so liberating.

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It felt nice, it felt like touching paradise. And Wanda allowed herself to smile, to moan, clinging to her lover once her orgasm hit.

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ “Tell me something about you.” The Sokovian whispered, resting on her lover's chest as she caressed Y/N's belly. She was struggling not to fall asleep.

Both were resting after the fifth orgasm, the clock showed that it was just 4:00 AM. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

Smiling tenderly, Y/N placed a small kiss on Wanda’s head. She kept silent for a moment, thinking how to say it, without having to say the harsh and truly incredible reality. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

“Jules and I grew up in this… big place, where... there wasn't much affection, but it didn't matter because I had everything. It was a long time ago.” Y/N murmured as her fingers ran down the brunette's back. She made sure to collect and caress each of her moles and birthmarks and treasure them forever in her mind.  “Although I saw amazing things.” ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

She smiled wistfully. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

“Then something happened that made me leave the place. No… In fact, they kicked me out of my place.” Her melancholic voice changed to a much harder one, perhaps an angrier one, you could still see it hurt by the decision they had made so long ago. “I made a silly mistake, a very stupid one indeed… They kicked me out of my home.”

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Noticing the sadness in Y/N, Wanda raised her gaze to see Y/N. How could they do that to Y/N? How could they kick her out of a place that made her happy? A place that felt like home.  How could they be so cruel? How could they take away something she loved? A safe place.

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“Their loss.” She caressed her cheek gently before reaching out to kiss it with such love that once again, it melt the demon’s heart.  “Now you’re mine, detka.”

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Smiling tenderly, Y/N kissed Wanda's lips once more, accepting where she should be, where she deserved to be, where she was destined. “Now I’m yours, forever.”

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And this is how a unique love grew, a love so great and so dangerous. Because only the loss of true love could wreak havoc on Wanda’s unstable mind.

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ She woke up by her side so many times, but that morning both seemed more radiant than ever. After taking a nice, hot shower together, both left the room holding hands. They walked down the aisle without any fear to show their love, proud to have that person by their side.

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“I’ve to go.” Wanda murmured, biting her lower lip, not wanting to let go but they had to. “I love you.”

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“Love you too.” Y/N gave her a peck on her lips and then watched her walk away. Nothing mattered to her in those moments, Wanda managed to make her forget everything and although it was dangerous, she couldn't help it. She never felt so helpless.

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But a pang made the demon narrow her eyes, those instincts were begging to be heard. A strong smell reached her, making her turn quickly to see where Natasha was.

The Black Widow was chatting with someone pleasantly, someone she could easily recognize. She walked up to the two of them, trying to look nonchalant. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

“What’s happening here?” Y/N said, drawing their attention, her gaze fell on the other redhead and her blood ran cold when she actually saw who it was.

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“Oh, Y/N. This is Josie Miller, she has come to visit. Works for the government but I think the CIA sent her to spy on us.” Natasha joked, both redheads laughed together. They seemed to get along very well, and it was something that Y/N didn't like at all.

How long had she been there? How much information did she get from Nat?

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“Just a little visit, just this woman is incredible, we stayed chatting more than we should.” Abaddon nodded but when she fixed her gaze on Y/N, smiling widely. Clearly this was not a friendly visit. “To see if anyone here needs my help in the future.”

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“Well, it was nice meeting you, Josie.” Natasha shook her hand and then grabbed her phone which started ringing.  “Y/N, can you walk her out? Sorry, Stark is a pain my ass today.”

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Gulping, Y/N fakes her best, kindest smile. “Sure, I'll walk you out, if you like.”

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Before Abaddon's scathing gaze, Y/N walked her down the hallway, feeling the tension in her body increase. As soon as she saw the storage room empty, the demon pushed Abaddon into it and locked it.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ “What are you doing here?” Y/N hissed once she realized they were alone, with Abaddon around anything could happen.

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“Well, seeing that my dear Stolas didn't work as a spy, I've decided to come and see how everything is going.” Abaddon mocked and walked through the storage, looking around, especially some boxes with Stark tech. “These monkeys and their destructive tech. They are not better than us, you know?”

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Y/N gulped at the mention of Stolas. She hadn't heard from her since the demon left to see Abaddon.  “I told you everything was fine.”

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Abaddon snorted. “Yes, of course, you've told me everything I needed to know.” 

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The redhead rolled her eyes and turned to look at Y/N. This time the irony disappeared, her face became more somber and fearsome.

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“Things changed and so did plans.” The Knight narrowed her eyes and walked around Y/N, like a war general trying to command respect or perhaps like a wild animal surrounding its prey.  “Seems we have one more spy between us, the sky is a bit agitated, so Chton decided to take the girl once and for all.”

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Y/N was grateful that Abaddon didn't see her at that moment, her face completely pale.

How was that possible? She couldn’t be serious. Wanda wasn't ready and she wasn't ready to lose her.

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“But…” Y/N whispered. “She's not ready.” 

Giggling at Y/N's naivety, Abaddon stood in front of her. 

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“It doesn't matter. We will torture her to madness if necessary.”  The high-ranking demon shrugged.

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Y/N didn't know what to say or what to do. Couldn't face Abaddon now or half of that place would end up destroyed. She couldn't make her suspicious either, had to play better cards.

Abaddon was much more volatile, her strength was brute while Leviathan flowed like water, Y/N was smarter than her and knew when to attack. Because when the Leviathan did, it was relentless.

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Their rivalry dated back millennia, but Y/N never wanted the position Abaddon fervently desired.

In a daring way, the redhead approached Y/N, just inches from her face. The icy blue of those eyes colliding with Y/N's, carmine red lips and a perfume so strong that it permeated the demon's nose.

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“I know you're playing with the witch, the Widow told me everything.” Abaddon narrowed her eyes, she didn't look offended or upset, she just seemed… proud? Strangely cheerful? Not even Y/N knew how to take it. “It's a good move, breaking her heart so hard she'll end up crazy.”

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Abaddon smiled, showing those prominent fangs. Y/N clenched her fists to endure the rage. Abaddon struck her weakest area.

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“Oh, honey, when she finds out who you are...” She let out an evil laugh, patting the Y/N’s shoulder. “You're risking your ass for this, Leviathan, I admit it. You have earned my respect.”

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Oh, of course Abaddon was happy about that. If Wanda becomes the Scarlet Witch out of pain, what would stop her from taking down Y/N out of spite? Nothing.

Far from enraging the Knight of Hell, this time she played a much heavier and more powerful card.

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A masterful play.

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“On that day, the Scarlet Witch with her sore and great and strong sword shall punish leviathan, the twisted serpent; and she shall slay the dragon that is in the sea and bound it a thousand years,”  Abaddon recited those words written in the book so dark and so ancient, ones that made Y/N clench her jaw.

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“You have seven days left, make the most of it.” The redhead winked at her, knowing that she won that battle. Taking her leather jacket, Abaddon walked towards the door to leave when Y/N gained enough courage to speak.

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“I want Stolas back.” Leviathan turned to look at her, knowing it might be a bad move, but she would never leave Stolas alone. “I know you have her.”

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The silence remained for a moment. Both gazes colliding, for the first time Y/N didn't let herself be trampled by her.

Tilting her head, amazed at Leviathan's bravery, Abaddon sneered: “I no longer need the little bird as a spy.”

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Smiling wryly, Y/N replied: “I don’t care, I want her back.” 

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The blue eyed demon was about to refuse again when Y/N interrupted one more time, she wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer.  She was resilient, even more so when it came to the people she loved. ㅤㅤ ㅤ

People she loves. ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Those words seemed so absurd, a year ago it would have made her laugh out loud just thinking that she could love someone or be loved. Friendship was such a stupid and meaningless concept, one that today the demon would defend to the death. Because Jules would have done the same thing.

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“If you want the girl to be broken, Stolas is part of the plan.” Y/N tried again, arching a sassy eyebrow. Whatever threat Abaddon made to her, didn't give a fuck. And she could tell by the way the redhead clenched her jaw, knowing that even in her worst moments, she couldn't touch Y/N.

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“I'm tired of torturing the spawn anyway.” Shrugging, trying to look disinterested, she raised her hand and snapped those long pale fingers.

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At that moment a naked body appeared on the ground. Jules was curved, head down, and arms and legs pulled in close to the body, trying to endure the pain.

The bruises and blood on Jules's pale skin, the wounds were more than Y/N could count. Stolas, who had been tortured from the moment she had stepped into hell empty-handed.

Swallowing, the brunette looked up to see Y/N, feeling extremely embarrassed that she saw her that way. Those brown eyes were red from the beating, but Y/N could see the sorrow in them for failing a friend.

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“Seven days and this land will be scourged.” Abaddon reiterated, watching them with a deadly gaze.  Y/N didn't say anything, just approached Stolas to help her.

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She was about to leave but then stopped. “You don't happen to know where Furcas is, do you?”

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The irony in those words flowed like blood in her veins, of course the Knight knew perfectly well what had happened to Furcas, she was testing her.

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“He must be entertained among innocent women and children, right? It's his specialty.” Arching an eyebrow, Y/N responded in the same way, having nothing to lose at that moment.

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“Yes, that must be it.” Abaddon said, narrowing her eyes but still smiling wickedly.

The redhead waved at them before walking down the hallway before disappearing.

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As soon as the Knight was gone, she took Jules and they both disappeared from there to appear in their room. Quickly, Y/N grabbed a blanket and covered her friend, helping her up.

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“Are you okay?” Y/N was so worried, never felt so helpless.

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“I think so.” Jules muttered, she could barely see with her face so swollen. Hell, she could barely talk. Apparently she had several teeth missing.

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Feeling deep guilt but mostly sadness at seeing her like that, Y/N brought her hand to Jules's forehead and quickly healed her.

It wasn't something she could do easily, only fallen angels could do it, but she could take a little of Stolas' pain and share it.

The brunette's face was deflated, you could simply see some small cuts on both of their faces and their bodies, but nothing more than that. Those bruises and burns went from a dark color to a softer one, soon to heal.

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“Much better.” Y/N smiled melancholy, feeling the burning cut on her lip. 

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Jules looked at her surprised, perhaps more worried. “You shouldn't have done that, she could have killed you.”

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“She can't do that, otherwise she would have done it a long time ago.” Sighing, Y/N helped Jules sit up on the bed. Then came over with a glass of water which Jules drank quickly, completely thirsty.

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“Y/N…”  The brunette knew that even though Y/N tried to look carefree, she was quite worried. Especially with everything Jules had to tell her.  “She's raising hell. She will free Chton any way she can.”

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Fear was heard in Stolas 's voice. Of course Y/N knew something big was coming, of course she felt terror freeze her blood just thinking about it.

Determined, inhaling deeply, she knew it was time to take charge of the situation and stop daydreaming.

If she truly loved Wanda, she must do everything to protect her.

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“We have to talk to them now.” Y/N whispered, knowing it was for the best. That her heartbreak was better than watching Wanda fall into madness.  “She's coming for her.”

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A few hours later, both demons walked through the compound as if they were going straight to the gallows.

They knew nothing good was going to happen after tonight, but it was a necessary evil.

Once they arrived at the Lounge, Y/N felt her heart skip a beat as she saw Wanda chat with Yelena, before the blonde walked away. J ules looked at Y/N with a wistful look and squeezed her shoulder.  “I'll go talk to Nat. Good luck.”

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“My deepest condolences.” Y/N wrinkled her nose, she even felt a little sorry for Stolas. Natasha would kick her ass easily.  “When she finds out what we did… If she could, she would kill you.”

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“She has a heart too big for that, and that's what torments me. I love her.” Jules said sadly, putting her hands in the pocket of the huge hoodie she was wearing. “But you and I deserve this. We deserve to suffer, not them.”

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Strong and harsh words, but real.

Y/N nodded and took courage before walking towards Wanda, who as soon as she saw her coming gave her a huge smile. Oh, how in love she was.

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“Hello, detka. I thought I wouldn't see you today-”

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“Wands… we need to talk.” Taking a place next to her girlfriend, you could see how the demon seemed a little nervous. The worry and sadness reflected in those eyes.

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“Sure, like last night.” Wanda flirted a bit.

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 “I mean it, I need to talk to you.” She sighed. Y/N tucked a strand of brown hair behind her lover's ear, caressing her cheek, those adorable moles.

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Seeing that Y/N seemed to be serious and noticing the concern on her face, Wanda sought her gaze.  “What's going on, detka?”

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Y/N hesitated.

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For the first time in this long life, Leviathan felt deep fear, so much so that the words rushed out of her lips. The searing pain of knowing that she will lose her forever.

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“I'm not who you think I am.” She began, taking a deep breath. “I'm not who you expect.”

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Frowning, not understanding what this was all about, Wanda took her girlfriend's hand. She didn't want to fall prey to fear and anxiety, but Y/N was breaking all of her schemes once again. “What do you mean?”

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Getting up from her seat, Y/N tried to arrange the words in her mind before saying something that would break everything.

Scratched the back of her neck thoughtfully. “I'm not who you think I am.”

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Silence reigned for a few seconds before the Sokovian spoke again, this time her voice was much hoarser. 

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“This is because last night-?” The brunette thought about the passionate night they spent together. Sure, it must be that.  Got something from Wanda and then she was gone, it was always the same. “I can’t believe it.”

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Wanda shook her head and stood up ready to leave. Those green eyes filled with tears.

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“What?” Y/N frowned, She didn't understand until after a few seconds the answer came to her. Wanda was thinking that- “oh, NO! No, no no.”

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“First, we make love, I have my first time with you and now you leave me. I already know it all.” The brunette shook her head, covering her face, feeling like such an idiot. How could she be so gullible?

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"It's not because of that!” Y/N took her lover's hand but Wanda quickly let go. “I love you with all my fucking heart, it’s not about that. It's not about that!”

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Wanda looked at her even more confused than before. “Then what is it?”

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Hesitant, Y/N gulped. Feeling like a trapped mouse, there was no escape, only the pain.

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“It’s about me.” She whispered almost imperceptibly.

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Of course that didn't clarify any of the ideas that the witch was having in her mind. What could be so bad to see so much concern in those eyes? Wanda wished she could read her mind right now.

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“You- you know the whole story of... religion and all that?”  Y/N babbled nervously, licking her lips but Wanda just tilted her head, looking even more confused.

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“Are you Mormon?”

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“No! I’m just-”  The demon exploded, pinching the bridge of her nose, taking so many deep breaths before continuing. “I try to explain to you but I don't know how.”

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Y/N felt so frustrated. “Have you ever felt or had any paranormal experiences?”

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“You mean besides having powers and reading people's minds?” Wanda jokes, sitting next to her. 

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Sighing in defeat, Y/N stood up to walk around the room. “Wanda, I'm not human.”

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She finally let it go bluntly, already tired of looking for excuses or softer ways to tell the truth. An ugly and painful truth, one that was better to discover once and for all.

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“What are you talking about?” Wanda frowned, unable to believe that Y/N kept something so important from her for so long. “Are you enhanced? Why did you never tell me...?”

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“No, no that.” Swallowing, knowing it was time, Y/N confessed what she never thought she should say:  “I’m a demon.”

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The silence after that was terrifying, but after a moment Wanda's amused laughter made everything even more uncomfortable for the demon.

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“Come on, detka. You and your jokes, I almost believe it.” Shaking her head, trying to bear her laughter, Wanda turned to leave but Y/N grabbed her arm.

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“No, I mean it.” Y/N frowned, perhaps a little offended. “I’m a demon.”

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“No, you’re not.”

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“My name is…” The brunette tried to say something but Wanda stopped her.

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“Y/N.” Wanda sighed, this joke was going too far. It was going from being fun to being a bit uncomfortable.

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“No, that’s the name I chose to be on Earth all those years ago.” Y/N was beginning to fall into a deep pit of despair. She needed Wanda to believe it, she understood that all that sounded crazy but didn't want to have to prove it to her.

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Didn't want Wanda to see her as she really is. A monster. 

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“Y/N, demons do not exist.” Wanda got up from the couch, already a little upset by all of this. It was the first time they had an 'argument' and it wasn't even an 'argument'.

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She walked towards the exit of the lounge when suddenly Y/N appeared in front of her, as if by magic. A kind of soft flapping sound was heard when she did so.

But what made her retreat was not that but the eyes of her lover. Those eyes that she loved so much now changed to one very reptile-like. Like those of a deadly viper.

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“Do you need more proof?” Y/N said, walking towards her, noticing how the Sokovian backed away quickly. But after seeing the fear in her green eyes, Y/N turned to her human eyes. “I need you to listen to me, I'm not going to hurt you, I love you.”

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“You can't love me, you are a-a… I don't even know what you are!” Wanda murmured, scared, but above all upset by her lies. Suddenly, her fingers began to move, playing with that red magic between them. Y/N felt like a dagger pierced her heart upon hearing those painful words.

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“I know it's hard to accept, I know a lot of things are going through your mind right now.” Y/N said quickly raising her hands as she got closer, the demon didn't want to hurt anyone or fight her. A small tear escaped her eyes, a sincere and real tear. “But I want to tell you the truth.”

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Although she felt so hurt, Y/N's words managed to calm her down for a moment. The look in the demon’s eyes didn't lie, much less the tears she couldn't hold back, she couldn't be pretending, right?

The red magic stopped; Wanda sighed and lowered her guard, accepting Y/N’s approach.

Slowly, Y/N came closer until she was in front of her. That woman she loved so much, to whom her heart belongs since she met her.

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“You're in danger. That’s why I’m here telling the truth.” Y/N sighed.

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“Danger of what?” Wanda stroked the sides of her head, trying to bear this whole situation. “I don't understand anything.”

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“Wanda.” Y/N began, taking her hand and even though the Sokovian took it away the first time, the demon took it again to take her to the couch and make her sit there. Y/N knelt in front of her, trying to explain all this madness.

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“A very powerful demon has been looking for you for a long time.” Y/N whispered. “You're made for great things.”

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And although it was a lot of information all together, Wanda seemed to refuse to accept it. How was it physically possible? It was too much.

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"No! I am just-"

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“A girl with these powers that you still don't understand.” Y/N felt enormous guilt, the confusion and suffering that Wanda felt in those moments must have been overwhelming. “You think it was Hydra's fault, but actually those powers come from yourself. Deep inside you, you know I'm telling the truth… That’s Chaos Magic, Wanda.”

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Unable to believe all that, the brunette just shook her head. Tears began to fall down her cheeks, how did Y/N possibly know all that? No.

She got her powers because she was stupid enough to join Hydra, not because she was something 'special'.

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“You’re the Scarlet Witch.” Y/N finished in a sigh, taking her hands. “And there are things out there that want to use you, do you a lot of harm. And I couldn't do it, I love you. I fell in love with you since I met you.”

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She was being painfully honest, the crying alone could prove that.

Even though the witch was afraid, and her instincts screamed to run  away, Wanda couldn't help but feel that she was telling the truth. Despite the lies, despite Y/N’s true nature, the love was still there.

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“Please, read my mind.” Y/N begged her, desperate for the first time in her life. “You'll know I'm telling the truth.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤ Wanda tried to break free, but the demon was stronger, bringing Wanda's hands to the sides of her head.

Confused, Wanda didn't know what to do. Was she really ready to know the whole truth? Was she ready to break completely? For her to accept that the one she loved so much turned out to be something so and demonic? To accept the betrayal of her great love.

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Without further ado, Y/N closed her eyes, lowering that barrier and allowing the witch to read her mind for the first time. 

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…

Wanda blinked, trying to adapt to the light of that place. It looked like a very bright and warm place, a long hallway that seemed eternal.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ She walked a step down that hallway until she heard that voice, that voice she knew so well. In one of the hallways, two people she didn't recognize were carrying Y/N, dragging and pushing her towards a huge window. She could now understand that she was in something like a 'building' or at least that's how her brain processed heaven.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ “What you do to humans is inexcusable! I just did what I was told! I didn’t do anything! You can't throw me out like you did with him! ” Y/N shouted before being banished forever. Pushed from that window and causing her fall.

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...

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“She's the Scarlet Witch.”

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“But she’s a kid.” Y/N mumbled, somewhat confused. “Yeah, no, I don’t mess with the tiny ones.”

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“Your job is to do what Chton ordered you to do.” Abaddon screamed furiously.

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...

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The doorbell rang as the kid entered the market. That adorable brunette walked through the aisles looking for something to eat until finally finding her favorite cereal.  She remembered seeing it in one of her favorite episodes.

Smiling widely, Wanda took the box and put it under her dress before trying to leave the place.

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Of course, she hadn't even gotten to the door when the owner, a fat old man with a prominent mustache, grabbed her arm, scolding and accusing of calling the police.

Seeing that the girl was struggling to get free, the man raised his arm ready to hit the kid but something didn't let him do it. A hand held his arm tightly, preventing from moving.

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Surprised, the man turned to see that woman next to him.  He had not seen her come in, never seen her before but there she was. Y/N was wearing a black leather jacket, a torn t-shirt from one of her favorite 90s bands, dark hair was tied in a ponytail.

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“Hi.” Y/N smiled widely, not even seeming to make an effort to hold his hand. In fact, she pulled it harder, making the man scream in pain. “You should never, ever hit a child.”

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Hitting him on the back of the head, she let the man fall to the ground.

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“What’s your name, kid?” Y/N jumped over the counter to grab a paper bag in which she began to put some food. Bread, milk and some essential stuff.

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“Wanda.” The girl said with a little voice.

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“I know you and your brother are having a tough time, Wanda, but you shouldn't steal. At least not this guy, he has a gun behind the counter.”  Sighing, the demon finished putting everything in those two bags and approached, crouching down to face the kid. She was an adorable girl who was not to blame for having such an awful fate, the least she could do for her was give her something to eat. “This is for you.”

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“I do not have money.” The Sokovian whispered sadly, lowering her gaze.

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“I know, I don't want money. Hey, look at me.” Y/N asked, finally meeting the girl's eyes. When the demon's eyes changed and the little one seemed more curious rather than scared, Y/N whispered: “You are a good kid, I’m sorry this world doesn't let you be good. Be very careful with adults, not everyone is trustworthy. You'll go out through that door and you will forget all this, you will forget me and you will tell Pietro that you got this thanks to… A nice man in the market, and don't ever come back to this market again.”

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The little girl nodded and left the market carrying those bags, happy to see your cereal box there.

Y/N watched out the window until little Wanda was out of sight, then looked at the man on the floor.

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"Now you'll see what I do to bullies." the demon hissed.

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...

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The experiments with the Maximoff siblings have been successful.” One of the Hydra scientists she had manipulated whispered to her.

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“Good, take care of them. Don’t go too far.”

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“They wanted this.” The scientist shrugged, not caring in the least about the lives of those two teenagers.

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Taking that man by the neck, Y/N said through gritted teeth: “You're going to make sure they survive.”

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... ㅤㅤ ㅤ

“I’m not a fucking guardian angel! I hate this!”

ㅤㅤ ㅤ … ㅤㅤ ㅤ

“The Maximoff girl is suffering like a wounded animal.”

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“My work at the Red Room has been relentless.”

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“Stolas, you allowed one of the widows to escape!” Abaddon shouted angrily. ㅤㅤ ㅤ

… ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Through clenched teeth, Abaddon hissed: “I want to see that girl desolate and collapsed!” ㅤㅤ ㅤ ...

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“I can't do this anymore, I love her.” Y/N whimpered, sitting up on her bed, completely defeated.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ “Without you... she couldn't have that destiny. You‘re her savior and her executioner.” Abaddon hissed mockingly.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ …

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“Y/N…”  Jules whispered. “She's raising hell. She will free Chton any way she can.”

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“We have to talk to them… today. She's coming for her.”

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All those voices. All those memories. All those lies.

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Wanda jumped terrified, confused, shocked by all the information she obtained in just a moment. She took a few steps back from Y/N who seemed as shocked and distraught as her.

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“Wands…” Y/N whispered.

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The disappointment in Wanda's eyes broke her heart, but of course the demon deserved it.

'We deserve to suffer, not them’ Jules' words were as true as they were accurate. 

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“Get out.” The pain could be heard in Wanda's voice, so much so that her thick sokovian accent resurfaced.

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“I know you're angry and confused, but you have to listen to me.” The demon tried to get closer but of course the brunette wouldn't allow it.

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The fear and rejection in the green gaze caused a sharp pain in Y/N's chest.

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“I am beyond angry!” She exclaimed, all those memories coming back over and over again in her mind. How was that possible? She fell into Y/N's trap, Y/N lied to her so much, even long before they met. It was just her duty to be close, how come she had been so stupid to believe her?

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“I tried to tell you-”

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“YOU LIED TO ME!” Wanda finally exploded.

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“She's coming for you!” Y/N already said a bit more annoyed, especially worried. She understood Wanda's pain but this went beyond a broken heart. Wanda's life depended on this, and of course the entire planet's life.

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“Get out of my sight.” the Sokovian hissed through her teeth, her green eyes turning a rather dangerous scarlet red.

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Y/N stopped, perhaps a little afraid, chaos magic was not something to play with. And of course she didn't want to be the cause of the Scarlet Witch's hatching.

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“Wanda, I need you to listen to me.” Even though her life was at risk, she tried to talk to Wanda. She loved that woman and wouldn't let anything happen to her.

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“I said leave me alone!”  Wanda screamed, a burst of red energy causing light bulbs to explode around her. Y/N gulped.

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“What’s going on here?” Yelena and Kate arrived quickly, worried by that noise.

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“They’re demons.” Natasha exclaimed as she approached from behind, along with Steve and Tony, who was wearing his suit. Neither of them seemed very happy.

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"What?!"  Yelena frowned.

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Suddenly, Jules appeared next to Y/N  with a grim expression, making everyone jump.

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“What the-?” Kate stammered, not understanding anything that was happening around her. Yelena just narrowed her eyes and stood in front of the brunette, ready to protect her.

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“It would be best for you to leave.” Steve said with a seriousness rarely seen. ㅤㅤ ㅤ

“And let them kill us while we sleep? We SHOULD lock them up until we know the answers.” Rhodey didn't look happy at all, coming up behind Tony. ㅤㅤ ㅤ

“Where?! IThis one just appeared in front of us out of nowhere!” Yelena exclaimed. The tension between everyone seemed to increase by the minute.

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“We don't want to hurt you. We just want to help you.”  Y/N tried one more time, raising her hands to demonstrate a passive attitude. She didn't want all of this to go this far.

But fed up with those lies, chaos once again dominated Wanda's actions.

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“STOP LYING!” The Sokovian screamed and raised her hands, her chaos magic hit Y/N's chest, pushing her against the window glass and falling onto the terrace.

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Coughing, it took Y/N a moment to slowly get up. Jules reached out to take her hand, helping her up. Breaking free from Yelena's grip, Kate was about to go for her friends. The crystals cut Y/N's skin but she slowly began to heal, which made Kate stop.

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“We just want to protect you, something is coming for her...” Y/N spit out blood as she stood up from the ground. 

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Her whole body hurt, but Wanda's hurt look cut deeper. After the anger, the Witch felt  guilty for having hurt someone with her magic.

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“She doesn't need your protection, she has us.”  Natasha said standing in front of Wanda, ready to protect her just like the other avengers.

Natasha's green gaze only showed how furious and hurt she was by the lies of those who considered family.

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“You don't understand, you won't be able to do it!” Jules looked for Nat's gaze, trying to make her listen but the redhead just looked the other way.  “A legion will run over you all before you breathe.”

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But no one listened. They all simply moved forward, making them retreat to the terrace. 

Of course the demons could fight them but it didn't make sense, taking Wanda out to some random place in the world against her will? No thanks, it was like carrying an atomic bomb in a suitcase.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ

“Wanda… You must believe me, I just want to help you. You saw how much I really love you.” Y/N begged once more, hoping her lover would believe it, at least because of all the beautiful things they had together.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ

But not even the taste of blood on her lips was as bitter as the rejection, Wanda just looked down.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ

“I don't want to see you again.” Wanda whispered in anguish, this time she was asking for it nicely. She was being reasonable. Without violence, just asking Y/N to leave forever.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Snatching her from her safe place, taking away what she loved most. Kicking her out of heaven one more time.

With nothing more to say since it was completely useless, Y/N sighed and walked away determinedly, complying with what her beloved needed.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Jules stood looking at  all of them somewhat doubtfully, not really knowing what to do. The people she trusted the most now turned their backs on both of them.

It hurt, for the first time, something hurt so deeply, much more than Abaddon's torture.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Natasha's look broke the heart the demon never had.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ

“You don't know what awaits us. You have six days.” Without further ado, Stolas hurriedly walked to Y/N's side. Now there were two against the world, Abaddon and the Avengers.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ

“What are we going to do now?” Jules asked, so confused, noticing the worried expression that Y/N carried. 

ㅤㅤ ㅤ

“Protect them. Whatever it takes.” Y/N paused, licking her lips somewhat thoughtfully.  She had to make an important move on the board and she had to do it now. “I need to think... we need a place... and now? What we need is a big mouth.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤ

The higher-demon watched one of the cameras outside the compound for a moment  before disappearing with her friend.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ

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Thank you so much for reading me, sweets! ✨ I'm working hard, but there are only two more left!

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ PS. THE NEW SEASON OF DEMON SLAYER IS COMING! 🐗⚔️

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[intuitive-revelations]

While I've got critiques of a few choices (eg. bigeneration, the Season One reset), one thing I've got to commend RTD for is that the story arc of things getting "more supernatural" / the universe shifting from sci-fi to fantasy is actually a pretty perfect way of continuing the shows overall myth arcs without actually requiring knowing all the backstory.

Not only does this follow on from the Time Lords currently being gone again (which itself was kind of built up from the previous Gallifrey arcs and the Master's character development), but also is more or less exactly what the Ravagers wanted to do in Flux. They wanted to undo the Anchoring of the Thread, recontexualised in terms of the Division's universal interferenc. While time and its laws have somewhat stabilised for now, we are indeed now seeing Rassilon's laws of rationality starting to collapse. I would strongly argue this started even before the 60th anniversary, between the time loop in Eve of the Daleks and the constellations literally rearranging themselves in the sky in Legend of the Sea Devils.

Even outside of the shows main arcs, New Who has already dipped its toes into the concept that there are older creatures which don't necessarily run on science in the same way as everything else, or that are from outside the universe / incompatible with it. Primary examples being the Carrionites, Racnoss, the Beast and Abaddon, Weeping Angels, Solitract, arguably even The Timeless Child. The Dark Times have also been prominantly featured in stuff like the Time Lord Victorious series and Titan Comics.

We've also being seeing entities like Eternals gradually returning (Zellin, Rakaya, maybe Time) who were originally established as leaving the universe in the wake of the Time War in RTD's Series 1 backstory in the DW Annuals. We've even seen quite significant emphasis put on the Sisterhood of Karn and their connection to Gallifrey, something primarily developed in the EU with the Pythia lore, which also links into the likes of the Visionary in The End of Time.

All this being said, none of this backstory is (for now) important for new viewers to know. All they need to know is that Fourteen fucked up in Wild Blue Yonder, and now things which were once outside the universe, like the Toymaker, are starting to leak into it. They don't need to know, for example, that the TARDIS may only have been able to access edge of universe thanks to the scale of the Flux's destruction.

Ultimately this feels a lot like his approach with the Time War. While it was a logical conclusion to the classic series (hence why we get so many time wars / destructions of Gallifrey in the EU), with Genesis, Revelation and Remembrance of the Daleks all particularly serving as build up for a Dalek attack on Gallifrey, and indeed were all included in said prior-mentioned DW Annual articles along with the tension de-escalating 'Act of Master Restitution', none of that was important for new viewers in 2005 to know.

This being said, I do suspect some past context will return in the future, just as it did over New Who. For example, we're bound to be reintroduced to the idea that the Time Lords established rationality in the universe, maybe name-checking the Division as part of their interference. I also stand by my previous theory that we're likely to eventually see Rassilon return after his exile in Hell Bent. In fact I wouldn't be surprised if he served as the face of an effort to bring back the Time Lords in some form, opening up questions of their oppressive history (expect the Timeless Child's trauma to be emphasised) and whether the universe is better off without its fantastical elements suppressed, even if this does open the universe up to the dangers he fought like the Vampires, Carrionites, Great Old Ones etc. (Particular emphasis on the last of these, given it's sort of implied the only reason eg. the Great Intelligence isn't a full-power Cthulhu Mythos Yog-Sothoth is because of the Anchoring.) Perhaps the Sisterhood of Karn's newfound influence on Gallifrey in the wake of the Time War and Lungbarrow could play a role here.

[thatliminal-wanderer]

Traumacore ID Pack

Requested by 🫀🪽anon

Names:

Abaddon, Addy, Amaia, Amanita, Amelia, Anahera, Angela, Angelette, Angelica, Angelina, Angelo, Angerona, Aniela, Ariel, Ashley, Auiak, Ava, Bacia, Balaksha, Benjamin, Blaire, Blessed, Bomma, Bronach, Cael, Castiel, Cessiar, Charolette, Chimie, Chisuke, Chrissa, Claudie, Cordelia, Corinne, Deirdre, Desemona, Dol, Dolores, Eden, Elijah, Ember, Emma, Engel, Evangeline, Evelyn, Eztli, Felicity, Gabriel, Gabriela, Gwen, Halia, Henry, Ichigo, Isabella, Itishree, James, Jophiel, Laveda, Leah, Liam, Lola, Lucas, Luna, Mallory, Mia, Michael, Mugdha, Nathaniel, Nishkapata, Noah, Oliver, Olivia, Perdita, Ramiel, Raphael, Raziel, Riju, Sariel, Seraphina, Sophia, Theodore, Tristan, Uriel, Valeji, William, Zaccheus, Zadkiel, Zelenka

Pronouns:

blood/bloods, cloud/clouds, cor/corrupt/corrupts, de/dec/decays, dull/dulls, empty/emptys, fall/falls, fi/figure/figures, flower/flowers, fun/fungus, gore/gores, hum/hums, inno/innocent/innocents, kid/kiddy/kiddies, knife/knives, melancholy/melancholies, mist/mists, mud/muds, nostalgia/nostalgias, plush/plushes, prey/preys, pure/pures, rot/rots, sacred/sacreds, sick/sicks, soi/soil/soils, somber/sombers, sorrow/sorrows, spoil/spoils, stitch/stitches, stuff/stuffie/stuffies, taint/taints, thread/threads, to/toy/toys, toy/toys, void/voids, ☠️/☠️s, ⛓️/⛓️s, ❤️‍🩹/❤️‍🩹s, 🌘/🌘s, 🌪️/🌪️s, 🎈/🎈s, 🎭/🎭s, 🏚️/🏚️s, 🐁/🐁s, 🐇/🐇s, 🐊/🐊s, 🐍/🐍s, 🐛/🐛s, 🐡/🐡s, 👤/👤s, 💉/💉s, 💔/💔s, 💭/💭s, ��/📌s, 🔇/🔇s, 🕊️/🕊️s, 🕷️/🕷️s, 🕸️/🕸️s, 🚨/🚨s, 🚫/🚫s, 🚬/🚬s, 🥀/🥀s, 🥉/🥉s, 🥣/🥣s, 🥩/🥩s, 🦈/🦈s, 🦝/🦝s, 🦷/🦷s, 🧫/🧫s, 🧸/🧸s, 🩸/🩸s, 🩹/🩹s, 🪡/🪡s, 🪰/🪰s, 🪱/🪱s, 🪳/🪳s, 🪶/🪶s, 🪽/🪽s, 🫀/🫀s, 🫗/🫗s

Titles:

The Bloody [One/Angel/Your choice of Animal], The Blurry Nostalgic, The One Which Feels Broken, The One Who Grew Up Too Fast, The One Who Lost [prn] Innocents, The One With a Broken Childhood, The Traumatized One, [prn] Which Wants [prn] Childhood Back, [prn] Who Feels Like a Broken Doll, [prn] Who Hides [prn] Trauma Behind Cute Images

Genders:

Aesthetitraumic, Angelcoretraumic, Auroracoretraumic, Babycoretraumic, Beaniebabytraumic, Beastwoundgender, Bettertraumic, Brokenangelic, Brokendollic, Childhoodgender, Corrangelic, Corrinnogender.exe, Crayongender, Cybercoretraumic, Dangerlinetraumic, Dontraumic, Dreamsweetraumic ,Filthangelic, Foxcoretraumic, Foxplushtraumic, Genderfangel, Ghostklahomic, Guardetrayal/Trascguardetrayal/Tremguardetrayal, Hallowtraumic/Eastraumic/Julytraumic, Ingeluse, Inochuld, Kindetravio, Liminalspacestalgic, Lolitatraumic, Lostboy, Memoridemic, Mychemancetraumic/Mychemancetraumix, Nostbackplushic/Kenostbackplushic, Novemberaintraumic, Nursedollic, Oreotraumic, Pateretraumic, Pinkanifuraum, Psychosocialtraumic, Recovertraumic, Sacrilambtraumic, Snuftraumic, Sweetchildtraumic, Teremuskin, Traumacoric, UYI1traumic/UYI1traumix, UYI2traumic/UYI2traumix, Vantablackic, Virstuel, Wistigender, Wolfplushtraumic, Xenohoardtraumic

Other MOGAI:

Alderpelosgui, Assigned Void Doll at Birth/AVDAB, Brokenwingsdernic, Fallevior, Innocentperspesque, Traumavesi, Unholy Omninoun

[gaytarantism]

Hi friends I was tagged by @leatherfarce ♥️ to pick 6 of my favorite albums. It was literally impossible for me to choose 6 sorry. So I'll post 8 of my favorite of all time and another 6 of my most recent favs :+)

Love you

In order from left to right:

Built To Spill - Ancient Melodies of the Future

Sparta - Wiretap Scars

Spoon - Gimme Fiction

Phoenix - Alphabetical

TTNG - Animals

Only do if you want to!!

@turtleinameadow

@xoacexo

@murcielagatito

@moshroom

@sprucesap

@mettaworldpiece

@cityrat

@countryboy

The Killers - Hot Fuss

Now, now - Threads

Pinback - Summer in Abaddon

[murder-incarnate]

tfw the bhaalspawn is the only one in your friend group with a real conscience and they are hanging on by a fucking thread

my friend ez's tav trine (at least they're a tav in her bg3 au) + my durge abaddon + astarion. trine and abaddon typically live in separate universes but ez and i love to talk about how the two would interact, and they both romance astarion so like. this squad gets talked about a lot. abaddon tries so hard to be good despite everything, trine and astarion not so much, and things aren't helped by trine especially having a real tendency to poke the metaphorical bear because it's funny.

colors are messy so here's the lines-only version, which i also like, and is, admittedly, also messy

[theirmadness]

continued from here, @hellroyalty. ♡ 

“ too bad i'm not done with you, isn't it? ” he's the only one that can truly get under her skin. he knows how calling her desperate will infuriate her, and he does it because he wants her angry. she knows he does. she offers him a smirk, instead, full of wrath. a woman scorned. “ what are you gonna do, old man? without the blade, you're just a sad old man. so tell me. what are you going to do? ” this was how it goes. she throws the bait, and she reels him in. she's been gone for far too long, but now she's back, and she's not going to let him have a moment of peace. scortched earth, hell hath no fury.

[helllords]

@zealctry asked: he rests his cheek against Abaddon’s thigh, seemingly ( and perfectly, factually ) oblivious to the weight of tenderness carried by his own gesture. he just rests, for a long moment, fixating an unblinking gaze upon him, pupils wide and dilated in the semi-dark. and then he shifts, making himself more comfortable. doesn't hesitate, not even for a heartbeat, a stranger to reluctance. like a wild child, chases his thoughts to their end, careless of any precipice awaiting. “ say, Abaddon. you love me, don’t you? ” it isn’t an accusation, or the frigid stab of a shiv between the ribs; in their stead? a lazy, indulgent, question. “ . . . what’s it feel like? ” / unprompted.

Peace is an odd sensation he first ever experienced with him ( and, he is certain, will never come to feel with anyone else again ). Something he always comes to acknowledge whenever he is in Hidan's presence and yet something he comes to cherish so strongly in tender, quiet moments such as these. There is no need for words. When they are settled in the soft approach of darkness with just enough light to peer into each other's eyes, when he knows that the green hellfire in his gaze conveys exactly what he feels, what reason is there to exchange words? So all he does is brush his warm hand over Hidan's hair as he beholds him with a gentle smile clinging to his lips, etching this memory into his mind, into the very core of all that makes him so that he may never forget his little token of peace.

The question is abrupt but doesn't sway him, doesn't twist his expression, even through the implication that rests behind these words ( what does it feel like? what does loving someone feel like when he does not experience it himsef? Abaddon does not fault him for it; he will love him nonetheless and know that, somewhere, his feelings are returned ).

" I do, my darling, without a doubt. Forever. ", his voice is a delighted hum, his hand not stilling. Though he does take a moment for himself to think it over before he is satisfied with his reply. " Love manifests in many ways. Loving you is trusting you, for instance. Feeling safe enough with you to be vulnerable, to allow you to have the very thing that could end me and knowing you wouldn't. " A chuckle, his palm cupping his face to brush his thumb beneath his eye. " It is being happy to see you and wondering when I can make the time to see you again afterwards. It is a longing to have you in my arms and feeling complete when you finally are. It is being utterly content in moments like these. " His voice softens, just as much as his gaze, as his touch. " That is what being in love is for me. And I value ever single second I get to experience it. "

[demonsfate]

maybe somewhat controversial but saw somethin on a confessions blog saying this and i guess i do kinda miss when rping felt... sillier at times? like with both the existence of magic anons & dash commentaries. things just feel Stricter or More Serious now? not sure how to put it. dash commentaries do still happen, but not as frequently as i used to. like GOSH, i remember 5+ years ago, i'd have my character saying something bizarre and it would BLOW the entire dashboard up. like almost all my mutuals would be commenting on it, a lot of "silly drama" would happen because of it. some would agree with my muse, some would prosecute them. that doesn't really happen anymore. though, i also understand. i get that ppl have boundaries, but sometimes it really feels like you have to walk on eggshells lest you upset somebody.

i recalled one time this character was just being AWFUL to mine (mine who has done nothing wrong lol) just hurling insults, mistreating them, whateves. so y'know, there were dash commentaries about this and it eventually lead to the other mun getting very upset that their character was being "villainized". and it's like ... don't ... write an antagonistic muse if you don't want that? or the very least, don't write them BEING antagonistic toward innocent people? i mean, when ppl's muses & anons used to bully abaddon, i actually loved it. because indeed deserved it, he's a horrible horrible person who mistreats and kills the innocents. and plus it's just fun ok? i love conflict - regardless if it's angsty, serious, or silly conflict.

and magic anons... i get it can be a flawed concept. (ppl can send their Thinly Disguised Fetishes in it - not that i care but obvs other ppl would rightfully care) but i still thought it was very fun because it's like temporary or mini aus. it plunges characters into otherwise impossible scenarios and then give you new thread concepts based on those scenarios. i'd say even to this day, i still accept magic anons. but that feels pointless to say because they're virtually nonexistent anymore.

this was all i was gonna discuss in this post, but i can also understand why the rpc is often... less engaging anymore? why we have a problem with communication, why we have a problem with less anons being sent out. this isn't a generalization, of course - there are other reasons why this happens. but this is something i've personally experienced in the past, and it makes me think it could be the same for other people. it's just the fear of being blown up at, again - upsetting somebody.

i've seen people be legit hateful towards the anons they get A LOT. like an old rper i've stopped writing with would literally call the anons "assholes" and trying to "ruin fun" because the anons would just comment on the threads or ask questions regarding the threads? and it's like i thought that was supposed to be a common thing... anons like that just help add insight to how the muse is feeling regarding a thread or somethin. but the way they reacted was so unnecessary hostile? when they could've politely told anons to stop or just... fucking deleted the anons like lmao. and it's not just this too but i've seen other people just react bitterly to certain anons they get. or this one time where somebody REQUESTED for CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM and i sent an anon giving my criticism, can't remember quite what it was but obvs i said nothing mean or insulting - i just told them a problem i noticed and gave tips on how they could possibly improve (AGAIN, THEY ASKED FOR THIS) and they later went on their blog talking about how they got ANON HATE???? HELLO????? so yeah, i understand not liking certain anons you get or whatever. but ppl react to them with so much hostility, that it makes everyone else afraid to send anons anymore because they'd rather say nothing than upset the user, especially if they're gonna be potentially villainized for something that is virtually harmless.

then there is just talking to people ooc. hell, i've had somebody who followed one of my old blogs (this was like a few years ago iirc?) and their rules had that blood was one of their triggers. so i told them that i tag that so they don't have to worry and they literally said something like "I didn't ask you to :/" and that's it??? and then they were just rude to me the entire convo until we eventually unfollowed lol. not to mention all the skype & discord contacts i add over the years and then we just stop talking in no time...

anyway, i'm not saying everyone is like this at all! there are MANY super cool people in the rpc, many people i have a lotta fun writing with here. but when you look back at all the bad experiences, or even looking at the bad experiences at are currently unfolding, it makes more and more sense why a lotta the "silly" rp aspects that ceased to exist. why there are no more magic anons, and why dash commentary & anons in general are becoming more and more scarce.

it was this post that inspired me to talk about this. which i actually don't agree with everything op said. in fact, i wouldn't even say the primary issue of current threads is romance or smut. more so, i noticed that fluff / slice of life threads with no conflict is what makes up for most threads nowadays it seems lmao. which is also understandable, because again - it's a popular known issue within the rpc that it's hard to have conflict in threads, lest somebody legit gets their feelings hurt OOC!!! hell, this has happened to me a few times because i often play antagonistic muses. which again, is another issue that makes people feel like they're constantly walking on eggshells. but anyway, it just inspired me to think about and discuss this.

[cainiine-a]

@necrcmance​

“ So first you tell me that you want to throw me into a pool of holy water and now you put my face on your blog? I must say Malcolm, I’m getting mixed signals here. “

[mournivaldisco]

Just having chaotic/sad thoughts about my blorbos again (Spoilers for the whole Loken arc)

In the later days of the Siege, Kyril and Euphrati are both released from imprisonment for proto-Inquisition/morale purposes. They have their own important plot threads and both survive the Siege.

If Mersadie hadn't been caught up in a demonic possession plot to kill Dorn (😭) would the same have happened to her? There's an AU in there somewhere, I'm sure.

I'm never really sure whether I like her Solar War plotline or not. It leaves her with no agency of her own (although that is the point of possession, I guess) right up until she throws herself into the reactor to destroy Samus. It doesn't really have any impact on the wider plot at all.

It illustrates more about Loken. (Certainly not my favourite way for a female character to impact a plot, but here we are.) Samus actually mocks him for his refusal to give up hope, and to think the best of others:

Before this, in The Buried Dagger, he's ready to try and believe that a ceasefire message from Horus might be real:

It's a very 'Oh, Loken' moment. But that's who he is as a character. He has to have hope. And he's even right, in the end.

Back to Mersadie - he is "silent, hollow" immediately after her death. He sees her ghost on Terra, inquisitively asking questions as he remembered her doing. Shipping wise, though he may not have registered them as romantic feelings he certainly had a strong attachment to her, or at the very least what she represented as one of the last innocent survivors from his past. He physically attacks Iacton Qruze when he finds out that Qruze didn't tell him she was alive and in prison (even on direct orders from Dorn). He confronts Malcador himself about the kill-order being issued for the prisoners including Mersadie:

Then there's that gorgeous extract where they hold hands in the prison (which I will never stop posting):

So anyway. Whether you want to go down the whole shipping route or not, Mersadie is Important to Loken. Maybe her horrible death would be the thing that finally destroys his tendency towards optimism that Samus found so funny?

Nope. He's still at it up until the moment of his death - sincerely trying to persuade Abaddon to discuss terms with Dorn. At this point Samus has literally grabbed Loken, forced him to gaze into the Warp storm around the Vengeful Spirit and witness all the horror of existence. And the boy is still like 'we can achieve peace 😊'

His murder by Erebus symbolises the death of that hope that Loken carried for so long, the last vestige of the pre-Heresy era. It's his end and death as much as it is Horus'. Now (deep voice) there is only war.

Damn, I nearly forgot to mention Samus, who ties it all together. He is the daemon birthed by Loken's murder at that specific moment that he is still expressing hope. Samus' catchphrase?

"I am the one who walks behind you. I am the footsteps at your back. I am the man beside you. Look out! I am all around you. Samus! I am the end and the death."

[shepardsherd]

Plot threads in Sanctuary Of Sins right now:

Abaddon, Tyler, Mika and Jakobi trying to sort out the museum robbery

Ash not knowing they are a Changeling and feeling like there's a world out there they can explore, later being introduced to the Sanctuary

Ash not finding Tyler attractive, but finding another Angel attractive and also being attracted to Mika and Abaddon

Felicity being groomed to become the next Changeling Queen and trying to protect Ash by trying to cut herself off from the human world

Ash finding out they are a Changeling and emotional turmoil from that. Ash confronting Felicity for the truth.

Abaddon, Ash and Jakobi dragging Felicity's ass into a battle of politics so the world doesn't fall apart