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mokadevs · 5 months
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to the fruits of your labor
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reapersynth · 3 months
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9-1-1
01x01 "Pilot" vs 01x03 "Next of Kin"
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lovesickeros · 14 days
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☆ thrice the bell tolls
{☆} characters neuvillette {☆} notes cult au, imposter au, villain au, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings minor angst {☆} word count 0.9k
"Get in the water."
There is no trepidation in the voice of the Sovereign as he speaks, only pure contempt that bleeds into the very air until it chills their lungs – there will be no penance here. No redemption. He stands before them with apathetic indifference, and with his hands he shall draw judgement upon sinners without a shred of mercy, so heavy his gaze they cannot move. This land shall become the grave of gods – no, not gods, Archons. Transcendent..and fallible.
Horribly, humanly fallible.
What a cruel thing to be – neither god nor mortal, in the end. Their Authority a stolen, coveted thing, so easily taken in a blaze of fury that singes them to the bone, in winds so harsh it tears the breath from their lungs from the sheer pressure, in the way their hairs stand on end as if lightning shall smite them for their arrogance. Judgement has come for them, in the end, and no plea nor bargain can save them from it's justice – they shall be judged and they shall be sentenced.
"..I was willing to put aside your past transgressions – forgive your thievery of the Authority that is not your own – to see Their vision of harmony come to reality." He speaks with nothing but clarity and calmness that unsettles – as gentle as the serene pond illuminated by gentle sunlight, ducks drifting across its pristine surface and creating faint, brief ripples. Calm as the tide as it recedes from the shoreline. His eyes speak of the tempest – the raging winds and the harsh waves that will crash and break and ravage. There is a fury so turbulent it makes the wind go still, the earth erode and the water recede. "You do not deserve repentance when Their body bears the marks of your transgressions," There will be no mercy. They try to plead, to beg and bargain but they cannot speak – their cries go unheard just as Theirs were ignored. A horrifying irony.
"Self proclaimed Acolytes, all, yet you bathe in Their most divine blood and call yourselves Saints," He breathes in, taps his cane against the hardened earth, and holds his head high as he meets their eyes unflinching. Mercy, they think, for we are innocent – we did not know. "Sinners, to the very last. You tear at the flesh of the most Divine like wild dogs to sate your own hunger, for you know nothing else."
His voice is the toll – it echoes like the ringing of a bell, calling them to the water like a siren. It beckons, it demands, and it will not wait. The water recedes and he stands like a beacon among the shores – a bastion of light where it has been snuffed out.
His eyes witness their sins – heavy a burden he bears as he witnesses that which they must atone for. The cruel hand of an Archon as it spills the Divine blood of the very earth beneath their feet. He sees Their agony, feels it to the last. Every bolt of wind, every jagged rock, every bolt of lightning. Every single one he feels until he weeps – for Them, he weeps.
His left hand renders judgement – guilty. Their transgressions are grave, and no redemption can be found for such horrors they have inflicted upon the mortal vessel of the Divine. They have felt their sorrow, have felt Their pain, and he has found them guilty.
And with his right hand..he enacts justice.
"Let your sins be your anchor – let your sins weigh heavy upon your shoulders so that you may feel a brief flicker of the agony you have inflicted upon Them," He lifts his cane with a solemn resolve, tears staining the scales upon his cheeks. "I shall weep for you, too, for no other shall do so in my stead. Return, wretched beasts, to the earth and let it nourish Them where you did not."
And at his call, the waves devour.
Entire cities, entire nations – those who bear the sin shall drown in it's wake, dragged to the lowest depths where even the sun cannot breach. It takes and takes, claws and tears and rips at the bodies of the damned – it devours the world, impartial and unrelenting in it's judgement.
And Neuvillette alone weeps.
"Neuvillette? Are you..crying?" Their voices makes him startle back to awareness, the briefest flicker of shame welling up in the empty space of his chest as he wipes away the tears that roll down his cheeks like drops of rain.
"It..appears so. Forgive me, most Divine, it seems I had a brief lapse in focus." He clears his throat, straightens his back, tries to ignore the pit in his stomach as he watches Their lips pull into a smile all too happy. He..he should be happy too, shouldn't he? He should. If They are happy, so should he be. His lips curl into a smile that doesn't feel like it fits on his face, but he delights in the way They smile wider when he does.
They approve, and that's all that matters, isn't it?
"It won't happen again, I assure you."
Their approval is all that matters.
So why does his chest ache so badly? He did as They commanded, he removed the stain upon Teyvat and ensured Their safety.
So why does he feel such sorrow?
The thought gnaws at him like the tides erode at stone, yet he cannot bear to burden his Creator with such..nonsense.
He will bear this weight alone until the day the waves come to claim him, too.
"Shall we visit the gardens today, Divine One?"
#sagau#genshin sagau#self aware genshin#genshin impact sagau#self aware genshin impact#fic tag#genshin cult au#genshin impact cult au#neuvillete#claws my way out of my hiatus again hiiiiiiii#starts gnawing on neuvi and putting him thru the worst things imaginable#basically what if reader was a little fucked up and asked neuvi very nicely 2 do a fontaine on everyone in teyvat :]#only the ppl who didnt hurt reader dont get dissolved#but neuvillette is in the middle of a crisis anyway bc what did he. just do.#local dragon man caught between being loyal 2 his creator and judging the ppl who hurt them and being like What the Fuck#i was gonna make this so much longer but ough.............its fine#maybe ill expand on this idea another time#also like. minor angst is there for a REASON ur favs r DEAD and NEUVI is having a HORRIBLE time just a warning in advance#neuvi looking at villain!reader like a kicked puppy while he drowns like half of teyvat#putting zl and neuvi thru the wringer. they can handle it its fine#what peer pressure (villain reader) does to a man (a 6'4 ft tall sopping wet cat dragon)#need more reader just being a horrible person. they r just a little creature#realistically i would never do this but i do like bullying my favs in fics sooooooooo#difference between neuvi & tsaritsa bc the tsaritsa would be having the time of her LIFE#*extreme over simplification of her character cough cough but#villain reader and tsaritsa is meant 2 go together and FUCK#I MADE IT ABT THE TSARITSA AGAIN#someone bonk me i need 2 be put down#anyway. leaves for like 3 months. comes back randomly just 2 put my fav thru literal actual hell#shakes neuvi around like a dog toy
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jakeyjbae · 3 months
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"I permed my hair you know? But i think it's all been undone. Anyway, this is my permed hair." 🐶
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smokeys-house · 11 months
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All moomins can do this btw
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mosswoodgrove · 8 months
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friend forcing me to watch dragon ball still dont know much but i needed to make king kai even more bug. forgot to outline the funny circle and put in the lines onthe yellow but its ok. smiles
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0xeyedaisy · 2 years
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Just got told I might get a job today, gonna throw up
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zekkopunks · 7 months
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these quirky web series about existential dread can fit so MUCH religious imagery in it
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tiny-chubby-bird · 10 months
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poems-of-a-lover · 1 year
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ough. boys with wet hair. <3
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doodlboy · 7 months
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Author's Note
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devoutur · 3 hours
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sliding 3$ on the dash..... make hades muses or verses....
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hinderr · 2 months
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saw your sal and penelope skiesly post and went “goddamn these guys are right up my alley! I wonder what media this is from” but alas they live in your brain 😔 your short stories are awesome though, LOVE exploring how warlocks feel about their patrons
ALAS ANON. if i could i'd beam them directly into your brain. Sal and Penelope (and Patron) are actually part of an up-and-coming DnD campaign called Agoraphobia!! We're having the first session literally THIS SATURDAY (6th OF APRIL) (3 DAYS) (SOON) and it's been in the works (sorta) since OCTOBER (LAST YEAR) (ALMOST 5 MONTHS) (COMING 6th OF APRIL) (3 DAYS) and needless to say I'm pretty excited!! If you haven't noticed. It's my first time playing DnD and judging by the previews we've been getting, I think I'm getting pretty spoiled for my first time LMAO!! shoutout to my guy @cvltofdemons who's dm-ing it and planning and puzzling (bro makes puzzles. insane) and also to fellow dog duo-er @r0b0tz (who'll play Sanguine Ironside. Which I'm also Normal about)
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witherbythesword · 2 months
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and I feel the oral fixation being so so strong in this chilli's tonight.
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aidenwaites · 7 months
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Alex walks into Hannibal's office and makes a snide comment on his fancy decor and we hard cut to Hannibal's kitchen
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47-protons · 11 months
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i need to kill the creature in my brain i think
#gripping it and shaking it and slamming it to the ground#sometimes it is small and little. like a hamster or perhaps a domesticated rat. it is managable#i can hold it and cuddle it close to my chest and go hey. Hey. you're okay. promise. you've misinterpreted something#and here is what is actually happening.#and other times. it is just a giant hulking mass of dark fuzzy goop and if it touches you you lose time and everything is fuzzy and muted#and you are beating it off with a broom or a stick or your bare hands or a childhood book you grabbed off the shelf#and it's larger than the room you're in and it's all encompasing and it's so so so so so fucking Mean to you.#and i can't ever kill it. but sometimes if i take a nap. or cry it out. it at least gets smaller. maybe down to a Particularly irate#large dog. and then from there. when we have both calmed down. i can see that this dog just has a thorn or a sticker in its paw or something#and i can help it. and we can both calm down. and we are both so so so tired. and it will go back to being a hamster. and i can hold it.#and this cycle will always repeat#you pick out the hurt and you look at it and you go Well. seeing it helps. and i at least Know now. what hurt me so bad#but it doesn't necessarily stop you from stepping in the sticker patch again y'know??#especially when sometimes i think my parents will toss whole sticker bushes at me and not realize it#and i feel lowkey like i'm sitting in the middle of the elementary school baseball diamond again. surrounded by stickers and goatheads.#none of this makes sense but i am Very bad with emotion words. i have sad and happy and a few other specific ones#but for the most part beyond that?? every feeling i feel is not Words it is Situations And The Feelings Attached To It#loving my dog is like being taken to an ice cream shop on your birthday as a young child#loving my best friend is like standing in the grass with your shoes wet from the dew watching the sunrise and the specific rose-pink#that the clouds turn in mid-august.
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