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#Insanity the Death Reaper
lovethespoiler · 17 days
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"reaper sans is a confident flirty pervert whose only personality traits are being gay and simping for geno looll"
okay cool but did you know that when he was one of the newly created death gods he hesitated to reap chara when they were murdered because of the compassion he felt for their determination to live which ended up causing the reaping to fail and cursing chara to be corrupted forever and he will never stop blaming himself for what he did ? that he no longer hesitates to reap souls or seems to have mercy when he does so even if he feels terrible about it because of the heavy amount of guilt he feels every day ? that chara is the bane of his existence because they are a visual reminder of his mistake ?
did you know he views life and living as something negative for the reason that when people are alive they have to feel pain ? and he used to despise life because he had to see how people were suffering from simply being alive when he was doing his job ?
did you know he hates his job and just wants to be himself in peace but he can't because reaping is what he was created to do ? that every single thing i listed above are just a few examples of his chronic depression and nihilism that shape how he views the world ? I CAN KEEP GOING !!
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idyllcy · 7 months
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soul - grim reaper x reader
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The sound of skin slapping skin echoes through the room as he whimpers, your name coming out as frantic whines as you rock your hips on him, a mix of sweat and cum staining your inner thighs as you continue at it.
"Come on." You tug on his hair as he buries his face into your chest, ears an impossible shade of red. "You're practically begging to cum right now. What do people say when they want something."
"p-please." He whines.
"Please what?" You ask him, throwing your head back as your grip on his hair tightens.
"p-please, master." He moans, dick twitching inside of you as he does.
"My, my." You smile wickedly. "You sure are desperate, hm? Well, just for you, I suppose."
You clench around him, sending him over the edge as he spills into you, biting your collar as he finishes, resting his head there as he catches his breath.
He moves to help you finish next, fingers flying to help you out frantically, repeating your name like a mantra, other hand flying to lace his fingers with yours, eyes growing wide as he feels you tighten around him, pressing his lips to your pulse as he sucks, sending you over the edge as you spasm around him, tears in your eyes.
"Master..." He mumbles into your skin. "my pretty soul."
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thresholdbb · 7 months
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Can we talk about The Dying Swan moment in Coda? As someone who was once a very serious ballerina, I need to talk about the Dying Swan. Here's your context --
CHAKOTAY: Harry's clarinet solo was okay. I could have done without Tuvok's reading of Vulcan poetry. But the highlight of the evening was definitely Kathryn Janeway portraying the Dying Swan. JANEWAY: I learned that dance when I was six years old. I assure you, it was the hit of the Beginning Ballet class.
Have you seen The Dying Swan? It is dramatic.
Here, take a minute:
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First of all, this dance is much too advanced for a six-year-old, even if they’re doing it in demi pointe. (Six-year-olds emphatically should not be in pointe shoes btw.) The dance is almost entirely bourees and arm movements done to very subtle musical cues, not the foundational ballet moves typically taught in Beginning Ballet.
This is a very vulnerable, dramatic dance that is effective because of its subtleties. The performer would need to embody that vulnerability in some way for a convincing performance. It's short, but it's a solo piece -- all eyes on you. I mean, it was choreographed for a prima ballerina, BUT THAT'S NOT MY POINT
Can you imagine our unflappable Captain Janeway willingly getting in front of her crew to do this ballet? I get that it’s thematically relevant to the plot of Coda, but since Janeway is only vulnerable in front of her crew when it means putting herself in harm’s way, it seems like a wild decision. She tends to hold herself apart from her crew, maintaining the professional distance of the captain. Further, when she does any creative pursuit, it is almost always in private, since her sister was the artist in the family and she was the scientist. As a captain, she commands Voyager in a much different way than she would as a dancer with this piece. I'm not saying she never shows vulnerability because she definitely does, but not necessarily in this way. Then when she talks about it with Chakotay, she just casually brushes it off with a laugh like no big deal.
There’s also the question of costume – would she have gone full tutu? Done it in her Starfleet uniform? An impeccable yet flow-y white suit? She does get into costume and command a performance in Bride of Chaotica!, but Coda is still kind of early days for our captain. Arachnia aligns more with what we know about Janeway's character.
Granted, it is Chakotay laying down these complements about her dancing ability and he is clearly biased. To be fair, Neelix does too before they leave in the shuttle. If she did this dance and performed it poorly or amazingly, I feel like the crew would look at her a bit differently afterwards.
Canonically she did The Dying Swan, but I certainly have trouble picturing it happening.
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soullessjack · 8 months
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todays tally on the “things about jack that have been almost erased by the baby au” is just how truly genuinely insane (and funny) they are. they pretended to be a coke addict to sneak into rehab and get kaia. their attempt at making friends was teaching the Lebanon kids knife combat because he hasn’t had any other socialization outside of constant war and violence. he loves hunting and he loved the war torn apocalypse refugee camp despite their constant risks of death and loss and suffering.
he straight up fucking decapitated a Gorgon with a fucking sword and just stepped over the headless corpse like an ugly carpet. they disobeyed Death Herself just to save someone they vaguely remember caring about and having responsibility over, then blackmailed the fucking reaper that was sent to watch him into keeping quiet or else Billie would kill her for failing to keep him in line. he attempted to strangle someone in a fit of rage that was so bad it took three gunshots fired into his back to snap him out of it.
some of his personality trait in the fucking wiki are literally how his “protective instincts are in fact, so strong that he will retaliate or turn against anyone if they have hurt someone he cares about” and how “because of Jack’s desire to protect his loved ones, he can show a ruthless side to himself at times.” he used necromancy, magic so evil and dark and potent that the self proclaimed evil skank Rowena Macleod wouldn’t dare to use it, just to bring Mary back.
they were smiling the whole time they fought Michael and especially when they exorcised/killed him. they were smiling and enjoyed torturing Nick and it was literally canonically in-script described as a cathartic kill. when the last Grigori had him bound and held at knifepoint in the church he smiled and said “You can’t kill me” and was still smiling while talking about the other Grigori he’d killed and eaten the literal fucking hearts of.
jack is canonically wanted by the fbi since dean opened a file at some point after Mary’s death + jacks disappearance, and alongside having multiple charges pending on said file, they’re considered armed and dangerous, too. They’re also literally personally hated and personally murdered by God Himself.
But we stay silly :3
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twolovelyberries · 2 years
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love of two is one! (here, but now they’re gone)
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that-wildwolf · 2 months
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once again thinking about how garrus has earth colored eyes and shepard has palaven colored eyes. im gonna throw stuff they are everything to me
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vikv2 · 4 months
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casper you are so babygirl, i literally want to pinch your adorably red cheeks and spoil you with so much love and kiss those sly smirks and cuddle n snuggle with you. I literally cannot handle angst with this man and I have grown attached to him after getting ending 3 and 5 and I am this close 🤏 to getting the dlc just to get the 4th ending with this man.
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thislittlekumquat · 5 months
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Eyeballing the fandom wondering if the girlies new to the scene since like 2013 are ready for the flavor of grelliam I have in store for them
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floralovebot · 8 months
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I came across Vox Machina on tiktok. Took one look at Vax and my brain immediately screamed Helia! I never really got the chance to get into dnd but I watched Vox Machina solely for Vax then ended up falling in love with Keyleth and YESS!!! The Vaxleth and Florelia parallels had me dying! I didn’t think anyone else would notice or think Vax was so similar to Helia but of coursee you got it!! I never really saw Helia with a sibling I kind of felt like he gave me pure only child vibes but after seeing Vax and Vex I can definitely see Helia with a twin sister like Vex and them running away together from home and all their shenanigans omg.
Keyleth got the character development that Flora deserved and especially the way Vax encouraged her in season 1 reminded me of Helia so much. And Vax’s little nicknames for everyone, so cute! (Kiki, Im gonna cry) but I’ve also thought about aus where Helia was the one to confess and I can also see him overthinking it until he blurts it out in the middle of a battle.
I dont get why people hate on Keyleth for being emotional when its so rare but realistic to be doubtful of one’s powers? Like I love Vex and I like how they didnt make her some emotionless deadly woman but characters like Keyleth are important too! Their dynamic is to die for as well of course
Im sorry Im obsessed that there’s someone else who sees the Vax!Helia and Flora!Keyleth
AHHHHHHH BABE I KNEW YOU'D GET IT
and yes!!! i've always liked the idea of helia with a twin sister and seeing them really solidified that headcanon for me! ngl, she used to be completely different but now her personality is very vex inspired ajdhgl
and yes!!! i love keyleth's character development (especially knowing what happens in the future)! it's so nice to see them rooting for her too! i feel like so many self-conscious characters get shit on by other characters and it was really nice to see them not fall into that trope with keyleth. ik there were moments in the campaign where some characters were annoyed with her, but they were still rooting for her and encouraging her more than anything!
and yes ohmygod the parallels with helia hyping up flora too i'm :') i really love the idea of helia confessing! obviously i love flora being the one to confess since that was a major moment for her character development, but an au where he does it is super cute. personally, i really like the idea of it being in s2 ep25 except it's a confession instead of the kiss!
also yes!!! the hate toward keyleth (and marisha) is so boring and so weird? like,, other characters have doubted themselves (like vax!!) and they don't get nearly the same amount of hate. and you're right, characters like keyleth are super important!
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onetruedeath · 1 year
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CURRENT DEATH LIST
- [ ] grim reaper sims 4
- [ ] grim billy and mandy
- [ ] reaper ovw
- [ ] puss in boots Dearh Straight Up
- [ ] grim from dead or alive
- [ ] kravitz taz
- [ ] iamtheswimreaper instagram
- [ ] don’t fear the reaper blue oyster cult
- [ ] death card #13
- [ ] scribblenauts death
- [ ] death from the four horsemen of the apocalypse
- [ ] loving reaper
- [ ] christmas future
- [ ] death of the endless (sandman)
- [ ] death SPN
- [ ] death ADVENTURE TIME
- [ ] family guy death
- [ ] have a nice death grim reaper
- [ ] thanatos hades
- [ ] scp-4999
- [ ] bill and ted grim reaper
- [ ] jack the reaper (spirit halloween mascot)
- [ ] the black parade album MCR
- [ ] the beast OTGW
- [ ] NEOPETS DEATH?!?
- [ ] animaniacs death
- [ ] death regular show
- [ ] the simpsons death
- [ ] the reaper from batman
- [ ] river styxx monster high
- [ ] guitar hero grim reaper
- [ ] dusknoir the pokémon
- [ ] strange man rdr
- [ ] charon spiritfarer
- [ ] hater from wander over yonder because he counts i think
- [ ] does dhmis dearh count?
- [ ] death discworld
- [ ] kirby morpho knight
- [ ] skeleton man / destroyer of worlds coyote kid
- [ ] nightmarionne fnaf
- [ ] grimm from death and taxes fame
- [ ] the garden of death painting
- [ ] queen of maggots, cat lady
- [ ] soul eater death
will be reblogging with updates as they come
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pansophyandmadness · 1 year
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like yeah the psp’s limitations hurt patapon 3 but i really really dont think they needed to make grinding so awful
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thatoneaspect · 1 year
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shinigami eyes
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okay so i went to sleep too early and now im wide awake at 2 am what this means is that i have free time in this limbo of existence that is 2 - 5 am. i could write out that sparring scene that ive been thinking of ever since i let my alt pick up red mage. as practice. because i suck at action scenes. i could also rewrite a different scene that im unhappy with since i wrote it a few months ago and ive changed how i write some of these characters. might just turn on my switch.
#in theory i could also study but like. no#personal#the red mage thing#basically i wanted val to have a dps class#bc hes originally a scholar but i SUCK at scholar and i mean to make him a sage at lv70 but obviously. he isnt there yet#hes a lv58 scholar for reference#so i went through all lf the classes in my head like 'what would fit him'#because hes an au version of a pre-existing character?? he has a personality and while his original self is garlean & incapable of magic.#viera valerian isnt.#i thought about gunbreaker but thats a tank class and i am not tanking thok ast thok i do not have a death wish#(nothing personal towards tanks i just panic doing things ive never done before. like tanking most trials.)#(i have 2 tanking classes at 90 on my main character)#reaper came up bc it is a garlean thing. you get taught reaper by a garlean! ...but thats just. not him#i dont think hes opposed to it i just think he very much Does Not Trust the voidsent. (also hes scared but sshhh)#i thought about unlocking summoner but that?? also felt wrong????#the other 2 healer classes. despite his canon version being a scientist whos really into healing items specifically. nope#black mage is one of my least favorite classes so that was an immediate no#nothing suits him!! it drove me insane but then. red mage.#it just?? made sense???#i think hed get along with x'rhun i think the combo black & white magic makes so much more sense than picking one (for him)#i also think he looks good in red (matches with his eyes <3)#and then i had sparring thoughts. because back when i thought about making him gnb i had those thoughts#i have those thoughts the moment i see anything sword-shaped. it always ends with people kissing. its my specialty#and thennn i remembered the Tip of a Sword at Another's Throat image#and immediately teleported to ul'dah to pick up rdm. like a normal person#anywya that ramble took 20 minutes#also the uh. other scene. is valerian's reunion with his husband. didndt feel emotional enough for all the shit they went through#its like. he spends the better part of their marriage literally losing it. corruption arc dragged out over multiple decades.#and then he just leaves. he just walks away and they dont talk for 3 years and at some point they both think the other to be dead#thats not. thats a lot to fix. and i touched on it a LITTLE in scenes set after this. the way they have to rebuild trust. but ough
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darklordofthesimp · 1 year
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Wrath (Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Reader)
Summary: After you risk your life protecting Ghost, the Lieutenant is furious. Angry enough, in fact, to pay you a late-night visit.
Requested by @chippyroh :
#69 Shut up or I'll shut you up.
#71 You’re driving me out of my fucking mind
A/N: Listen here you little shits, I will not be making a part 2 to this and you cannot convince me this time.
Category: Sexual Tension || Angst || Enemies to ? || Hurt/ Comfort
Warnings: Graphic language, Manhandling/Rough-handling, Sexually suggestive themes.
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It was meant to be an easy mission but, really, what were you expecting?
You were experienced enough to know that when it was meant to be a breeze, you had to prepare for a fucking hurricane. And as Ghost stormed towards you, his fists clenched and his gaze furious, you knew this was gonna be one hell of a storm.
“What the fuck were you thinking?” He didn’t stop until his chest bumped into yours, heaving and hard. His wide shoulders swayed from side to side as the officer sized you up. “Are you fucking stupid?”
You grit your teeth and glared. “I just saved your fucking life, Sir.”
You weren’t much in comparison to the towering figure that Ghost presented, you knew that. Still, you stood as tall as you could manage and set your jaw. You were right to provide him with backup. You were right to have taken out the people on his tail.
You’d done everything right.
So, why was he so fucking angry?
“Don’t start this shit with me, Sunshine,” Ghost hissed, fingers wrapping around your bicep. He pulled you in flush against his body, your armoured plates knocking against his. “That was out of line.”
“Saving your life?” You questioned, bewildered. “Saving your life was out of line, Ghost?”
His eyes narrowed and a deep rumble reverberated in his chest.
“No,” he snapped, leaning back. “Pretending you were anything but a fucking sniper was, though.”
Your breath left your lungs as though you’d been sucker-punched. You searched what little features you could see for an ounce of regret, any softness in his features to show he didn’t mean it- but the kohl on his eyes only highlighted the sharpness of his gaze.  
“This isn’t over, Sunshine,” Ghost warned, snatching his hand from your arm. He imparted a glare that had your throat tightening, before he brushed past you roughly.  For once, you wished you had never made it home.
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You were angry at yourself for crying.
It was in your own shower and hidden from the rest of your unit, but you were still upset.
Your life was insane and full of enough sorrow to destroy most, and there were more than enough reasons to justify an emotional break. However, crying over a man? You were ashamed. Embarrassment seared red hot across your chest, it made your blood boil- it made you angry.
Who the fuck did he think he was?
You had done everything right. Price had clapped you on your back upon your return, commending your quick thinking. Ghost had scoffed at that, watching the interaction from the darkest corner of the room.
“Leaving your post is not ‘quick-thinking.’” The words had been a snarl from beneath his bloodied mask.
Price raised a brow as you shifted on your feet furiously. “I saved you on the evac, Sir. There was no fucking post.”
Ghost took a step toward you, his finger pointing at your chest as though he were marking you for death. You were thankful Price stepped in, you were angry but you weren’t stupid. You didn’t want to go toe-to-toe with the grim reaper himself but you would to defend your actions.
“How about you both hit the showers and cool off. Good job on today,” he gave the two of you a pointed look, “the both of you.”
You said nothing, only returning Ghost’s glare vehemently before storming off.
Your clothes felt too soft on your freshly scrubbed skin. It always felt like that after a mission; everything smelt too good, felt too good and sounded too quiet. It would take you a couple of hours to adjust, but your blood burned at your surroundings.
You were already overstimulated and now you were uncomfortable.
Fuck you, Simon Riley, you ingrateful twat.
You wanted to find him and shake some sense into him. You wanted a fucking thank you. You wanted his recognition, his approval and you seethed at your desire to feel accepted by him.
You dried your hair roughly with the towel, your frustrations translating into your menial tasks. Angrily shower, angrily dry off, angrily get dressed- you were fucking furious and you couldn’t get past it.
Bang, bang, bang.
You gasped, dropping the towel as someone battered against your door. It shook on the hinges under the pressure, and you stood frozen for a long moment. It was late, there was no reason for anyone to be visiting.
Everybody from the 141 was out and about, you and Ghost had returned a day earlier than expected.
You frowned as they knocked again with the flat part of their fist, the dull thuds picking up in volume. You scooped the towel from the floor, throwing it over the chair in the corner.
“Coming,” you shouted before they could go for a third round. You worried the frame wouldn’t hold up much longer. No sooner than you had twisted the handle, the door swung open. You leapt out of the way, eyes wide as a towering figure stepped through the threshold, slamming the door shut behind them.
The lock engaging behind him sounded like a death knell.
“Sir-“ you rasped, stumbling backward as he approached you.
“Cut that shit out,” Ghost snapped, “you know my fucking name.”
Fuck.
You stared up at him with wide eyes, as you continued back into the room. He was furious, just as heated as he had been when he’d gotten back from the mission. The man had clearly showered and changed, standing before you in a hoodie and balaclava.
“What the fuck are you doing in here?” You glared at him, heart leaping into your throat as your back finally hit the wall. Ghost’s eyes slid to each side of you, marking how you were trapped between your own furniture.
“You know what you did today, Sunshine,” he said heatedly, “everyone can congratulate you about it as much as they want but you listen to me. Never do that again.”
You sneered, leaning forward. Ghost inclined his head, meeting you halfway as your noses nearly brushed. “I saved your life within the parameters of the mission and I’ll do it again and again if I fucking have to.”
“You were almost killed!” Ghost’s finger rose to press into your chest harshly. “Almost had a fucking bullet put between your eyes.”
“But I didn’t! Had I not stepped in you would have been a fucking pin cushion, Simon!”
You were forced back into the wall as he smacked an open palm into the plaster beside your head. You jumped at the sound by your ear, your lip trembling beneath his gaze. You could feel the heat emanating from his body in waves, he was fucking burning.
“What?” You whispered, your mouth dry all of a sudden. “You gonna fuckin’ hit me, Riley? You gonna hit me for doing my job?”
“Of course not, you idiot.” He snapped, leaning back. Ghost’s eyes narrowed as his hand slid from the wall by your head, resting at his side.
“Why are you here then? Barging into my room, locking the door behind you, putting me against the wall,” you listed, your voice low and urgent as you glared at him. Your chest heaved against his as you raced to catch your breath. “You’re either here to fuck me or fight me and we both fucking know that you hate my guts, Riley. So, get to it and get the fuck out.”
“Shut the fuck up, Sunshine,” Ghost rasped, shifting on his feet. “You deserve to get your shit rocked for the way you acted out there.”
 You searched his gaze, his eyes the colour of a stormy ocean as he glared right back at you. “You don’t even know what you’re doing here,” you snarled, leaning forward once more. This time, Ghost didn’t challenge you. “You don’t think you deserve to be saved, L.T?”
“Shut up,” he snapped.
“Your life is worth more than mine, Simon,” you growled, poking a finger into his chest. “You’re my superior, it’s my job to protect you.”
“Then fucking listen when I say shut up, or I’ll shut you up.”
“Sniper or not, if it ever came down to me or you- it’s my fucking job to die for you-“
Your back slammed against the wall, breath leaving your body at the impact. You were disoriented for a short moment, vision hazy as you tried to regain your bearings. His body was pressed against yours, his hands gripping your shoulders so tight you knew you’d be bruised.
You couldn’t think, you couldn’t anticipate his next move. Not when he gripped your jaw, half his fingers on your face and the others wrapped against your neck. He leaned down and you flinched, opening your mouth to gasp.
He wasn’t going to hit you.
Instead, Ghost kissed you.
You don’t know when he had rolled his mask upward, but his mouth was hot and urgent against yours, groaning when he swallowed your gasp before it could come to fruition. He tasted sweet on your tongue and poisonous to your mind, drowning all your inhibitions in his touch. You whimpered against him and a wicked smile curved his lips upward.
You couldn’t breathe. You couldn’t think. Your hands gripped his shirt tightly as his free hand moved to tangle itself in your damp hair, your dripping strands locked tightly between his fingers.
When he pulled away you were dizzy, your head falling back to rest against the wall. Your chest heaved as your heart pounded against your ribs, demanding to be freed.
There was nothing but silence for a long moment, the space between you both filled with his ragged breathing and your shaky gasps. You were so close you could taste him, his forehead pressed against yours and his eyes squeezed shut.
“You’re driving me out of my fucking mind, Sunshine.” Ghost rasped finally, his voice throaty and strained. “You just don’t fucking listen.”
You swallowed thickly, eyes trained on the beast before you. You’d watched this man tear people apart with his bare hands. You’d seen him take bullets to the chest, seen him snap necks and tear limbs.
But those fingers that had wreaked so much havoc rested on your throat softly, now. So gentle, as though he thought you would crumble beneath him if he squeezed.
But he wanted to grip tighter, and you knew it. You could tell by the twitch of his fingers, by the clench of his jaw.
“I can be taught, Sir,” your voice was barely a whisper but Ghost’s eyes snapped open as though you’d yelled at him. He watched you, like a predator observing its prey. You wondered if he thought he’d misheard you, maybe he was praying that he hadn’t.
When he leaned in close, your body shivered against his as adrenaline spiked your system.
“I’ll fuckin’ teach you to listen, Sunshine,” he murmured finally, fingers tightening against your skin. “Don’t you worry.”
Maybe he didn’t hate you, after all.
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firstaidspray · 2 years
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Not me working on Val and Nikolai's backstory/Raccoon City thing, the beginnings of Rachelhunk + Val and Nikolai show up after rev1, and Harperwong team up story which also includes Val and Nikolai and their now grown up test tube daughter and her husband, Mikhail's grandson Yuri, who are like the new merchant and also Derek and Holly show up for five seconds + Billy and Rebecca are there, and also Holly's backstory + her and Derek surviving bc that's just how RE is. All at once.
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