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#corrupted Kassandra AU
ilikedetectives · 1 year
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teecupangel · 9 months
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What's your stance on what-if-character-x-was-evil AUs? Asking because when Kassandra showed up before Layla in the flesh my brain went "...and she clearly works for Abstergo."
While I admit I didn’t think Kassandra would be part of Abstergo when I saw her appear at the end of Odyssey’s main game, I do think it would be fun to think about how she would have ended up as a member of Abstergo.
Also, what idea we can throw into the wall into how she would have ended up as part of the Inner Sanctum of the Templar Order? XD
Hell. I know the Inner Sanctum is the highest members of the Templar Order but I kinda like the idea that Kassandra would be above them, sorta like the true Grand Master and shadow head of the Templar Order.
That would have been a fun twist to explore…
Although, in terms of Odyssey the game, it would have been a twist ending that would have polarized the players and the DLCs have to work hard to make that twist believable.
In fanworks and AU ideas? Go wild, everyone.
Now, let’s talk in a more general way about how we can implement ‘what-if-character-x-was-evil’ AU ideas in Assassin’s Creed:
The easiest way to do this is to make their backstory different (for example: (1) when Desmond left the Farm, Vidic found him early on and became a father figure that manipulated him into hating the Assassins or (2) Al Mualim’s indoctrination of Altaïr dug deeper than it did in AC1 and he grew up completely loyal to Al Mualim to the point of joining the Templar Order himself with his ‘father’ or (3) Arno is raised by Bellec himself so he’s absolutely one hundred percent a willing accomplice to all of Bellec’s plans and hates the Templars for killing his father to the point that he doesn’t believe the Assassins and Templars can co-exist)
A fun way to do this is to corrupt the characters themselves. This could end in two different main categories:
They are corrupted by the POE and this could be (1) full-blown ‘power corrupts even the best of us’ type or (2) 'I will do these unforgivable sins because the alternative pushed by the Calculations will bring about a fate worse than death to the world and those I care about, this is my sin to bear alone' route. (3) There's also a combination of (1) and (2) that I like to call the N-route of "Have I not suffered enough? Do I not deserve my own happiness even if it means the suffering of others?!".
This one is my favorite because I love fucking with Desmond using the Bleeding Effect: it is not the characters who become corrupted but their digital avatar in the Animus. Either because Abstergo skimmed on QA or this is truly a bug in the Animus that they didn’t think would happen because all that reading of the POE’s corruptive powers messed with the Animus itself and that corrupted versions of the Assassins? That’s the one that appears in the Bleeding Effect. Just imagine Desmond having corrupted versions of his ancestors whispering to him, slowly driving him mad all the while giving him the attention and kindness he didn’t receive as a child. And Desmond would be weak to their whispers because he believes he knows them, had relived their lives… and the corrupted versions know they need Desmond on their side.
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❀ Blurbs, Headcanons, Brainrot, and in-between ❀
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Welcome to my navigation post for anything I’ve written that doesn’t quite fall into the fic category! More recent posts will appear at the top of the navigation menu. All of these posts can be found under the tag titled “❀ sugar and spice ❀”. As always, minors are not welcome here and I do not accept requests.
I have produced writing for the following characters, and the heart emoji next to their name indicates their appearance in the posts below:
Abby Anderson (The Last of Us: Part 2) - ❤️
Kassandra of Sparta (AC: Odyssey) - 🧡
Dani Rojas (Far Cry 6) - 💛
Soma, Jarlskona (AC: Valhalla) - 💚
Eivor Varinsdóttir (AC: Valhalla) - 💙
Sevika (LoL: Arcane 2021) - 💜
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AC ladies with vibrators (🧡💚💙) - here
Cuddles with Kass blurb (🧡) - here
Gay poker (💜) - here
Liaisons, the concept (💜) - here
Soma + corruption kink ficlet (💚) - here
AC ladies’ favourite lingerie (🧡💚💙) - here
Evil Soma with a corruption kink (💚) - here
Morning-after cuddles with Kassandra (🧡) - here
Modern AC ladies and tiktok (🧡💚💙) - here
Evil AC ladies (🧡💚💙) - briefly ❀ in depth
AC ladies’ strap game headcanons (🧡💚💙) - here
Modern Soma at a gay bar (💚) - here
Dani and the Beaumont 1956 (💛) - one ❀ two
Modern Kassandra as your FWB (🧡) - here
Eivor loving femmes (💙) - here
Saloon AU Kassandra (🧡) - here
The little things they’d do in a relationship (❤️🧡💛💚💙) - here
Cheeky headcanons (❤️💙) - here
Dani strapping you silly (💛) - here
AC ladies with midnight cravings (🧡💚💙) - here
Riling Abby and Eivor up (❤️💙) - here
Thigh-riding with the ACV ladies (💚💙) - here
Kassandra and frisky cuddles (🧡) - here
Ranch cowgirl Abby (❤️) - concept ❀ scenario
How they top you (❤️🧡💛💚💙) - here
A Kassandra snippet from an ancient WIP (🧡) - here
Old strap headcanons (❤️🧡💛💚💙) - here
Necklace thought (💙) - here
Gentle Soma thought (💚) - here
Elysium (🧡) - here
Eivor setting you up a pole (💙) - here
Modern Soma thought (💚) - here
If a link isn’t functioning correctly, please let me know, and I’ll try to fix it!
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pinkyberet · 11 months
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Nicky AUs/Versions Part 2/2
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Bonus :3
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Part 2 Of The Nickyverse :3
In Order: Swap, Hello Neighbor Corruption, Child (Act 1), Teenager, Mystery, Weirdcore (Liminal!Nicky), Hello Neighbor x Cookie Run, Hello Roommate (Josh), Hello Reaper Neighbor, Hello Ink Neighbor, Anti Glitch Neighbor, Inkling Nicky, Frisk Nicky, Fell!Frisk Nicky, Error Nicky, Super Crown (Nickyette), Doki Doki Neighbor Club, Pow Neighbor, H E L L O N E I G H B O R, Player.exe
Bonus: Neko Nicky (Vane’s Version) (Previous One Was Kassandra’s Version), Psycho Nicky (Current Version) (Previous One Was An Older Version), Flower Neighbor, Hello Neighbor Story Mode, Sweet & Sour (Andrew), Hello Angel
Hello Neighbor Swap: MsCreepyGreen20
Hello Neighbor Corrupted: @mujin-draws @mujin-made-hn-au
Teenager, Mystery, HN x Cookie Run, Hello Reaper Neighbor, Ink Neighbor, Anti Glitch Neighbor, Inkling Nicky, Error Nicky, Nickyette, H E L L O N E I G H B O R & Player.exe: @askkassandragf-v-2 @hello-neighbor-three-aus
Neko Nicky & Hello Neighbor Story Mode: @vanetheglitchfox @hello-conde
Hello Psychopath/Hello Killer 2: @mochi-chan-2006 @hello-psychopath-hn-au
Hello Roommate & Sweet & Sour: Odd8ball
Doki Doki Neighbor Club: Lovesick-JJ
Pow Neighbor & Liminal!Nicky: Me @nicky-roth-in-liminal-space
Hello Flower: ???
Hello Angel: @hello-angel-au
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askkassandragf-v-2 · 2 years
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Chris 💚🏕️:Yo…What up Demon Girl!
Christina 💙🥤: Hi Kassy :D
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Chris 💚🏕️:Well… Glitch should be asking here, but she told us she's a little busy.
Christina 💙🥤: Yeah… She does QnA for me to answer questions (and I'm a little nervous)… And also fixes bugs in her project
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Chris 💚🏕️:But she allowed us to ask a question, instead of her … So … Who will be the first to ask?
Christina 💙🥤: I'll start with me… I really like Maddy <3… Well, in terms of a friend of course, but… When she's older, why does she have different eye colors?
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Chris 💚🏕️: I have a lot of questions… Why does Nicky smoke or why is there a lot of him (meaning Corrupted! Nicky & Nightmare! Nicky and also other Nickys from different AUs) or… Why is Brittany so "nasty"…. But I wanted to ask just one
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I'm wondering…. What kind of drinks does he like? I want to give him our Canadian apple cider "villainous giggles" ("whispers" Hey Nicky…invite me over sometime…I'll treat you to Canadian beer >:D)
Christina 💙🥤: "Surprised by what's going on" Hey… Don't you even dare to drink >:(
(Glitch (me) : I'm sorry Kassy…I don't know why :') )
(Sorry for taking long to answer the question. 😅)
Kassandra/Me: Hello Chris and Christina, it's really lovely to meet you two! And hehe Chris my man, Nicky likes to drink apple soda and cold water lol, but always your questions will be answer, starting with Christina's question.
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Note from Groria {Creator}: We can't really say much about this yet, as it will actually be seen in the Story... More like a little short, but it will be... For now we'll leave you with Curiosity, I'll be able to tell you. .. Or give them an obvious clue, it has to do with Glorma and Abel Catasto.... It is an Oath... Something that will not take much importance and at the same time if...
Kassandra/Me: Thank you @groriatrevi10xx
Madison: Hi Christina! :D
(Credit to @groriatrevi10xx for the first answer.)
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Kassandra/Me: Next to Chris's questions well, Nicky just likes to smoke cuz why not, but for the other Nickys I'll tell you, first with Corrupted Nicky, he dies at the end of the series but he end up getting corrupted by The demon of fear and got dragged to hell and that where the HB series begins and later on he gets cure back into a ghost, he still has his corrupted design but he is all good now. As for Nightmare and Mystery Nicky well, Nightmare Nicky is just a demon who is disguise as him and he represents Thanatophobia (fear of death) and it's Roddy's worse fear, and Mystery Nicky, well he's not canon at all because Mystery is not canon to the main story line.
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Kassandra/Me: As for Brittany, ehhh.... She is just way. 😅
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(Kassandra/Me: No, no it's alright fam (aka friend). xD)
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ofspvrta · 1 year
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indie | private | selective | kassandra of sparta from assassin's creed series.
main verse: eagle bearer and the keeper (post game).
side verses: deimos!kassandra, corrupted!kassandra, demigod myth au, dragon age au, superhero au, and baldur's gate au.
18+ only. penned by ikaros (they/them).
H.ARRY P.OTTER, H.AZBIN HOTEL/H.ELLUVA BOSS BLOGS OR MULTIS WITH HP/HH/HB MUSES DNI.
affiliated with @torntruth, @wolfkcst, and @singofus
PLEASE READ MY RULES BEFORE FOLLOWING: carrd here (rules, about, verses) | interest tracker
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eri-223 · 4 years
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2-4 and 16 for the meta writing meme?
2. Tell us about what you’re most looking forward to writing – in your current project, or a future project
There are several things in STM that are a little bit experimental I’m looking forward to doing. After that? Honestly, it’s possible that in the next few months both STM and the current draft of my original novel will be done and I can figure out what I end up writing when I’m trying to take a break. 
3. What is that one scene that you’ve always wanted to write but can’t be arsed to write all of the set-up and context it would need? (consider this permission to write it and/or share it anyway)
Two Odyssey AUs fit this perfectly except for the “always.” It’s been a couple months, really, of me trying to figure out how to do cultist!Brasidas and canon Kassandra or cultist!Brasias and Deimos!Kassandra. The problem is, he’s too nice! You’d have to unravel decades of life just to make him corruptible! Anyway, the only thing I have so far of that is this:
““You.” She tried to roll both of them into the brush at the edge of the cliff, but he fought her, and greater effort might have pushed her off the edge. “You were noble.”” 
4. Share a sentence or paragraph from your writing that you’re really proud of (explain why, if you like)
Primarily I’m proud of structural stuff these days, finally understanding what stakes are. That doesn’t really apply to fanfic much. But on a paragraph level I’m proud of the detail in this, a story I thought about after yesterday’s conversation about Toland’s subclass.
“The Guardian placed in Eris Morn’s hands the heavy, slick-wet skull of Ir Airâm, and the skulls of her apprentices. Beneath the fast-rotting skin, Eris could see the runnels the song had carved into the jaw and palate. Lines like veins fanned out in each groove. She lifted one skull by the horns, the chitin curved just so against her palm.” 
16. Tried anything new with your writing lately? (style, POV, genre, fandom?)
Stakes! I think maybe I know what they are now! Also Odyssey, a game I do not, I must insist, recommend lol 
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sebsunlight · 4 years
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Origine du culte du Kosmos (4/8) ✨🌟✨ . Alexios: Par la corruption. L’argent sale, il a tué des gens au cours d’une guerre qu’il a déclenchée » . Aspasia: « Attiser la guerre était l’une de ses méthodes, oui. Mais elle était contrôlée. Jusqu’à ce qu’elle ne le soit plus. Dès lors, j’ai désapprouvé les actions du Culte.  » . Alexios: « Je croyais que Démos était de votre côté » . Aspasia: « Pas comme nous l’espérions. Comme tu le sais, elle est incontrôlable. Elle s’est élevée jusqu’au sommet et ensuite, son pouvoir a largement dépassé le mien » . Alexios: « Malaka, alors tu nous a traqués » . Aspasia: « Pas vous, votre lignée. Les gens comme Léonidas, comme toi, ont toujours constitué une menace. Puis, je t’ai rencontré, et tu m’as surprise. Tu ne ressemblais pas à Démos » . Alexios: Pourquoi tu ne t’es pas servie de moi ? Tu m’avais à portée de main » . Aspasia: « Tu m’avais rendu optimiste. J’ai pensé que tu pourrais m’aider à abattre le Culte devenu corrompu. Et c’est ce que tu as fait sans le savoir ». . 🌟🙏🏻🌈🗿🌟 . #AC #ACOdyssey #AssassinsCreed #Alexios #Kassandra #Pythagore #Artefact #ISU #Atlantide #Culte #Kosmos #Lumiere #Aspasia ✨🌟✨🌟✨ . @assassinscreedfr @assassinscreed_us . ✨🌟✨🌟✨ . #player #game #gaming #gamer #gameplay #instagamer #videosgames #jeuxvideos #jv #consoles . ✨🌟✨🌟✨ . #Xbox #XboxOne #OneX #XboxCommunity #XboxShare . ✨🌟✨🌟✨ . @xbox @xboxfrance @xboxgamepass @xboxlive.fr @xboxygen @xboxcanada @xboxambassadors @xbox_belgie @xboxuk @xboxitalia @xbox_spain @xboxonefansofficial . ✨🌟✨🌟✨ . @neo_start_online 😎🎮🌀 (insta) #NSO #NeoStart1 ✨🌟✨🌟✨ . Gamertag: Neo Start 1 @+ et bon game 😃💚 (à Dijon, France) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4XQoVFoPqy/?igshid=1g00ujiy0kc15
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After having a shitty day at work my one remaining brain cell decided to start continuing on w your villain hcs for our favorite murder ladies. Maybe Kassandra would be Deimos in this situation or an extremely bloodthirsty and law breaking mercenary, Eivor either an Order member or a brutal warlord? and I can't think of anything for Soma rn
Love me some evil murder ladies and thinking about all of the bad things they could and would do for me bc they love me 🥺
That and a mechanic au bc I have to take my car to an auto shop to get it fixed and like women fixing cars? Attractive and I would gladly listen to them explain literally anything about a car
Murder ladies best ladies 🥺
Yeah personally I can never picture Kassandra as Deimos, because that would imply Alexios is the Eagle-Bearer and he gives me the biggest ick conceivable. He doesn't deserve that title. Stinky.
So let's talk irredeemably evil women who care about one person and that's you 🥰 Minors don't even think about touching the cut
(it should be said that there is a lot of violence under the cut - torture, disembowelment, scalping in slight detail - and of course it isn’t healthy knowingly taking an evil woman for a lover, not that it would stop us lmaooo. but please read at your own discretion)
Kassandra:
The most feared mercenary in Greece. She excels at what she does, but she enjoys the bloodier contracts a lot more than what’s healthy. The sounds of snapping bones and the squelch of a blade cutting through flesh bring a smile to her face. Her crew aboard the Adrestia fears her, and the shadier figures around the country struggle to sleep with the looming possibility of waking to her spear.
The only exemption from her depravity is you: you’re the brightest ray of light in Kassandra’s life. Her blood-money ensures you can live safely and comfortably without ever having to lift a finger. A part of her wants to stow you away in a cosy palace on an island so you would never have to witness the atrocities she commits, but you’d both miss each other terribly. Instead, she has a small house on every island for when you aren’t sailing.
But with her notoriety comes enemies. People want her dead, but are too afraid to instigate a hit on her. Anyone who tried didn’t live long enough to tell the tale. So one day, a corrupt man with far too much money and influence thought it wise to lure Kassandra into a trap. He hired a group to kidnap her one weakness, tying you up in a dingy cave, instructing messengers to leave subtle clues on your whereabouts. With a harsh grip on your hair, he promised that if she didn’t show up soon, he’d start hurting you. The array of tools atop a nearby boulder told you all you needed to know about his candour.
Oh, she showed up alright.
Kassandra is a smart woman. Any soul guarding the entrance to the cave was snuffed out before they could blink. They died far too swiftly for her liking, but your safety was her priority. When she found you in the cave, tears streaming down your cheeks with the conspirer’s knife grazing your skin, the final tether of her patience snapped. She shot his hand with her bow, then his knee, before slicing the heels of every other guard and binding their wrists. With them incapacitated, she turned her full attention back to the man about to hurt you, stabbing him over and over and over and over until his blood drenched her face.
When the - now rather literal - red mist dissipated, she didn’t waste a second before enveloping you in her arms, stroking your hair and kissing your temple firmly, whispering how worried she was and urgently asking if they hurt you in any way, tears pricking the corners of her eyes because she was scared. After checking you over, kissing you one or two or a dozen more times, she scooped you up and carried you back to her ship, lying you down and staying with you while you got some food in your belly, not quite ready to leave you alone. She orders her crew to lug the immobile guards back to her ship.
That night, Tartarus is unleashed upon the deck of the Adrestia. She took her time torturing the men who tried to harm you in a plethora of ways for her own amusement until they were crying in puddles of their own blood and piss.
Their wails of agony woke you from your light slumber. It was a cold night and Kassandra didn’t come to bed with you, so you woke up uneasy, still shaken from the incident and unable to feel safe without your misthios’ protective embrace. You knew she didn’t like to be disturbed when “working”, but you needed her.
The moment you asked in your sweet, slightly frightened voice for her to come to bed with you, she dropped her weapon. You never had to explain yourself to her; you shared a soul, you being the good and her being the bad. Her current subject had his neck snapped - the most mercy she had shown anyone all year, really. And as she held you in the captain’s quarters, listening to your soft breathing, she swore she would double the pain she inflicted on those men for disturbing your peace with their incessant crying.
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Eivor:
Oh, cruel warlord Eivor. The chieftain who raids with the drengir of her clan not for supplies for her settlement, but to hurt, to burn, to ravage people of their possessions and to hurt again. Her rule was that people had the chance to flee, and she and her men would respect their choice, but if anybody crossed her, they died.
Her title of the “Scourge of Mercia” wasn’t earned through the eradication of false kings. No, no, she purged the kingdom of anybody who dared stake a claim to a crown or sizeable plot of land, and thrived in the aftermath: a chaos-ridden, kingless land. She did debate taking the title of King for herself, but thought better of it; with kingship came taxes and politics, which left less time for raiding. Eivor liked to have fun, after all.
But that doesn’t mean she couldn’t have a queen. You were a princess, the stepdaughter of one of the “kings” she loathed particularly, about to be married off to some undeserving man. Eivor was smitten the second she laid eyes on you, when she was scouting your stepfather’s keep for infiltration points - your castle was well-fortified, and she wasn’t a fool, she would seize the land with as few casualties on her side as possible - and pledged to save you from your miserable fate. She courted you properly, not incapable of nobility herself, and swore to whisk you away before you were married. You fell for her alarmingly fast, even though she was a terrifying Pagan who you were raised in fear of. But nobody had made you feel loved before.
She stormed the castle on your wedding day. It was nothing short of a bloodbath, the decorative petals on the ground stained crimson with entrails scattered between them. You were crying at the altar, not out of fear, but because you thought Eivor had broken her promise and was about to desert you, leaving you to be married off. Gods, her heart shattered then and there. She dislodged her axe from somebody’s skull and ran to kiss you, ripping off your veil, reassuring you that she would never abandon you, that if you’d still have her she would make you so, so happy. Her men had never seen her so soft. They knew then and there that you were special and not to be trifled with.
As she carried you away from the carnage, she ordered her men to gather the blood of the castle army. She had Gunnar forge a necklace from the iron in the blood and weld a pendant to the centre: a hollow crystal that she filled with her own blood, so that she would always be close to your heart. When she asked you to marry her, she gave you the necklace. Your heart swelled, of course, but then your stomach dropped, thinking that you’d be expected to make yourself bleed for her in return. Eivor immediately put your nerves to rest, saying, “My sweet dove, for you to feel the slightest pain would pierce me like a knife. All I ask for is your love.”
But while she was sweet and tender with you, her foes outside of her clan (and the traitors within, moreover) were met with a sadist who tortured ruthlessly for her own entertainment. She preferred live targets to training dummies. She would read of a particularly creative method of torture or execution and be itching to try it. Her poems sung of the blood she spilled and the queen who knew nothing of her deplorable joys.
Well, sort of. You knew Eivor was well acquainted with torture, and assumed that the men she brutalised were holding incredibly important information. Not caring for details, you never asked what they did to be sobbing with dozens of carefully opened wounds. Raised a princess your whole life, you were terribly squeamish; upon witnessing your first Vikingr execution, you fainted at the sight. Eivor’s men caught you before you could hit the ground - they were like brothers to her, and wouldn’t risk you hitting your head. She paused the execution as soon as you were brought to her attention, leaving the traitor on the stand half-disembowelled, and carried you to bed, ensuring you were in the safe hands of the servants before resuming.
You mattered most. If there was an object your heart desired, you would get it. Growing up as royalty meant you rather fancied material possessions, which gave Eivor an excuse to raid, just to bring you beautiful jewellery and dresses and decorate your darling body with the spoils of war. She would take the pretty things by force if it came to it. Nobody, nothing, came in the way of seeing her wife smile.
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Soma:
Conquest was never as important as kingdom to Soma. She cared deeply for Grantebridge...and that was it. The remainder of England lived as a collection of pawns for her to dispose of as she saw fit, and if a lord of some pathetic little shire thought to challenge her, she would send his people his head as a harsh reminder.
Her port thrived under her rule, and with a port comes trade. You were the handmaiden of an ostentatious merchant’s wife, abused and living in fear of her next command. Soma first saw you with a split lip, covered in bruises, trembling under the weight of her gaze, flinching the moment the woman opened her painted mouth. Her steel heart softened; she may have been nefarious, but the notion of forcing people into servitude made her blood boil.
The evening of your arrival, she managed to ease you out of the wretch’s grasp. She wrapped your quivering form in the bear’s fur draped across her shoulders as she cleaned your busted lip, asking how such a sweet little thing as yourself wound up in that old bitch’s hands. And you broke down, telling this stranger, who you knew hurt people, everything: how she beat you and broke your spirit with her words, and threatened to let her husband’s men do unspeakable things to you every time you misplaced so much as a strand of the hair she obsessed over.
Soma held you as you wept, infuriated by the words falling upon her ears. She offered you a new, free life, asking what your passions were, promising you the freedom to explore them without inhibition. She wanted to see the tender soul within you flourish, for a reason inexplicable to her.
That night, she told you to keep far away from the guest quarters where the merchant and your mistress slept. She gave you clean clothes and allowed you to sleep in her bed, where nobody would dare disturb your slumber - the first real bed you had slept on in a long time. Entering the guest bedchamber with a plan, she first took the eyes of the merchant - befitting of his apparent see-no-evil attitude - as to spare him from witnessing the wrath she was about to inflict upon his wife. She ripped the hair your mistress cared for so deeply from her skull, scalp and all, a feral glint in her eye as she sobbed in anguish. The couple, one blind and the other in blinding pain, were escorted to their ship during the night so the eyes of the town’s children would be spared.
You were kept awake by the sounds, and thought yourself diseased in the head for not being disturbed by her agonised screams. The Jarlskona would not want somebody so sick in her town, you thought, tears streaming down your cheeks. But Soma found you, apologising to you for her inconsideration. She embraced you as you were honest in your emotions, and she convinced you that you were the purest, loveliest soul to set foot in her town.
When Soma saw you sat bathed in the sun amidst a field of flowers, delicately weaving some into a crown, finally free from suffering, she was convinced you were a nymph who had wandered too far from the forest whence you came. You were the epitome of beauty, glowing in the sunlight. The gods had brought you to Grantebridge. She pledged to herself to take you as her bride. But you deserved to be treated with amity, so she courted you formally, never wanting to bring you discomfort. Birna and Lif joked that she had gone soft, to which she always grinned, but Galinn dared to speak against you, saying you were peasant blood and good for nothing but servitude. Her dagger shore open his throat faster than he could blink.
She now had one more reason to keep the port safe from plotters and bandits. Seeing you play with the town’s children, telling them Saxon tales of dragons and warlocks, lounging about the flowers and lending a hand whenever to help the port thrive filled her with more joy than bloodshed ever had. So she would annihilate those who threatened her town, torturing them for information on fellow conspirers, for your safety. But she would always wash her hands before caressing her darling, for you did not deserve to be tainted with the blood of filth.
( I could be persuaded to write smut snippets for each of the ladies with these depraved personas so do let me know if you would be interested <3 )
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Hello my lovelies,
I appreciate the writing has been few and far between as of late. I’ve got my final exams of the year coming up in two weeks so my attention has been predominantly focused on those, leaving me with little time to settle down with a proper fic and continue a thought long enough to type it out. But there are a few at varying stages of completion sitting in my severely disorganised WIP folder! In the next couple of months, hopefully you can expect the following:
For Kassandra, I’m nearly finished with a damsel-in-distress (favourite trope) fic lightly inspired by the tale of Andromeda - and one of Kass’ lines in Odyssey pertaining to her. I’m also working on a circus AU fic with her as a knife throwing artist, the reader being her newly recruited assistant in the Wheel of Death impalement act. Expect some headcanons about that universe in the next day or so, because I would love to take it beyond the fic I’m writing!
For Eivor, I’ve almost finished a fic in which she “corrupts” (read: gayly seduces) the innocent virginal reader who has been taught to loathe her own sapphism...in a church. There’s also a plan for a domestic modern fic in a farmhouse, the plot of which entirely revolves around a dream I had about living the cottagecore dream with her. A multi-chaptered thingy is also in the works - an apology of sorts for abandoning ship on the whole Knight November thing - where Eivor joins a hunting party in quest to fell a beast, the prize of which is the hand of the reader who accompanies the party.
For Soma, there’s a childhood-sweetheart type fic in the works, as well as a very soft piece (with romantic love-making because I’m a sap and my heart tells me she is too) set by a lake in the summer - a little vikingr date away from her settlement, if you will.
I thank all of you who have stuck with me for your patience. Fingers crossed I can pump something out before my degree kills me <3
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