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@intonerofcuriosity
“𝓣𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓱 𝓭𝓸 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓷𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝔂 𝓲𝓽...”
Independent Three from Drakengard 3/Drag-On Dragoon 3
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killingjacktheludovile:
A monster who’s about to devour her prey. Sakuya’s never had a relationship like this before. One where the other knew just what kind of monster she really was and was perfectly fine with it, let alone excited by it. The thought only makes Sakuya hungrier, and she can feel herself starting to get wet as well.
“I think I will.” Sakuya lowers her presses her cheek against Teresa’s thigh, staying there enjoying the moment for a bit. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, Teresa. Scream.”
She presses her lips against Teresa’s folds again and slips her tongue inside, dragging it up to her clit as she begins to really eat her out. Small moans come from Sakuya as she holds her date while she kisses and licks her.
The more excited that Teresa grew -specially with Sakuya’s teasing- the more that she wanted the other between her legs.
Trying not to seem desperate, however, Teresa bit her lip and then tried to open her legs a little more, even if it was going to be inevitable for her to close them again against her partner’s head.
She laughed softly at Sakuya’s words, and it wasn’t until the other woman’s tongue started to stimulate her inside walls and her clit, that the violet haired woman would moan louder this time.
As expected, her legs went back to close, pushing Sakuya slightly close in the process while her own inner walls pressed gently against the woman’s tongue.
“Hmnh...Sakuya...ah, Sakuya...that feels good...a-ah!...eat me out. Eat me out until I come for you and you have more to taste-...a-ah...Sakuya!...”
With an almost melodious voice, the woman grabbed the other’s hair slightly, letting her fingers play with this one from time to time.
clock-corpse:
It still hasn’t crossed Sakuya’s mind that fate had led her to a path where she would grow a bond with yet another daughter of a rich family. Perhaps not in the same way, but Sakuya can safely say that she cares about Remilia a lot.
“Yeah, I guess. It’s going to be a long time until that happens though.” She sits in silence until Teresa laughs and asks her the question of whether or not she would kill Remilia’s father.
“Well, it’s not that simple. I’ve thought about it for sure. You know murder takes a lot of planning to do but, I always end up stumped when I think about him. It’s not like I see him often in the first place. He stays here in Europe while his daughters study abroad in Japan.”
But the few times Sakuya has seen him she’s seen the look of distaste in his eyes when he looks at her, as if she were some kind of pest like a cockroach.
The blunt was starting to get to Teresa, and as she laughed softly when hearing Sakuya’s responses, she couldn’t help but close her eyes for a moment, before chuckling again, this time a little more sleepily than before.
“Maybe her daughter should slip some poison in a family dinner...can you imagine the reactions if that happened?...using rat killer for a rat, sounds about right...a dignified way to go, for sure...”
It was hard to say if she was joking or not at this point, but knowing her, it’s definitely something Teresa would be able to do without remorse.
“Hey, Sakuya...do you think that maybe one day I can meet that Remilia?...expand horizons...if they are an influential family they may know us...my parents used to hold many reunions and celebrations with other rich families of the country...so maybe...there is a chance...”
fxtelism:
When this brief moment of opportunity was realized, she took no hesitation to break free by forcing her own angel wings to flap from the ground, causing Three to be knocked back. She initially hoped she didn’t damage her wing braces from this stunt.
Gaining some distance from the Intoner, Lux made sure to stay that way.
“Like I told you, I don’t know, alright?! I always look like this! I have never met nor seen Zero yet! Is it because of the flower?!” Her voice was emotionally high, even starting to become infuriated. Her hands balling into fists, trembling.
No, she couldn’t be taken away by her own emotions. Taking deep breaths, she tried to calm herself down.
When Lux started flapping her wings and she made the force to push her away, Three fell backwards to the floor, apparently not really caring much about that and even letting herself lie there for a moment.
A soft groan left her lips, and then she tilted her head to the side, gazing at the woman from there before the Intoner made an effort to get back up, in one single and surprisingly swift movement.
Nervously opening and closing her weapons, Three kept staring at Lux, first in silence, and then analyzing the other’s wings.
“So white...that flower...yes...like a heavenly version of our traitorous sister...”
venusphacelia:
Two’s heart absolutely melted. All Three wanted was to help the kingdom, help her sisters, help her!
How could One be so fucking heartless. I love One so, so much. But she should know better. She will know better. I will make her know better.
Three’s arms wrapped around her and Two leaned in closer with a giggle.
“You love what you do, and I love you. Lets get you to a nice room. And I’ll admire your pretty soldiers!”
She walks with Three in her arms, her smile so wide, her breathing a little sharp. Not from exhaustion though. She could never get tired from Three.
“I’ll take good care of them Three. I’ll put them in the best places! I’ll see to it that they do a great job! I’ll do well with them! I’ll do well for them!” She rambled a bit, her heart near to burst.
This situation was something genuinely good to celebrate, so Three couldn’t help but swing her legs a little while her sister still held her close. If anything, this sentiment would make the younger Intoner want to make Two better soldiers- if she could appreciate them then, she deserved good soldiers, as well!
With her smile never going away, the violet haired woman would then chuckle again, the excitement almost making her vibrate until they reached the room.
“Oh, you are going to love these, then. You see? I actually started a research to see if I could use more humans in one single body to make them even stronger, and I made it work. I made it work and made a Chimera with two humans!”
Already engrossed with her obsession now that Two fueled her, Three would look intently into her sister’s eyes, rambling on, and on, and on...
“So I decided to keep making a few Chimeras to make sure that method is stable. I gave the first one to One, but I’ve been making them for all the kingdoms so you can have some, as well!”
thefirstsong:
“…Yes. It seems I am the only one who remembers the event in it’s entirety. I’m sure the rest of our sisters chose to suppress any memories they do have of what happened that day.”
One states simply, nodding as she looked down for a moment and then looked back at Three with a slightly sad expression.
Watching all of her sisters be killed…and then revived and used as puppets to bring about the world’s end, only able to return to themselves after the creation of the disciples…
One herself couldn’t deny she too tried to suppress the memories of that event as well often, and on occasion she too also suffered from a nightmare or two and relived the horrible incident through them, but most times that was not the case. More often than not she suffered from nightmares that related to Gabriella in some way…for obvious reasons.
That’s it, Three didn’t really want to put the finger in the wound. Confirming her suspicions was already enough, and One being the only one remembering probably have felt like a burden for the blonde after all this time.
However, the younger Intoner shook her head gently and even closed her eyes for a moment, almost disappointed with One for one reason or another- a reason that would soon be known.
“...why didn’t you tell us after all this time?...well...no...perhaps it’s not something everyone should know...not Four...not Five, maybe...but because we all were involved, you should’ve told someone about it...”
Did the rest of sisters also have nightmares with what happened back then? Three had to wonder, even if in the end, part of her didn’t care as much as she could.
They needed to die, anyway, ignorance was at times, bliss.
mannequinentity:
@intonerofcuriosity
The bolting flash of light that’s hovering right on top of him, disturbing his nightly sleep with ease. It’s definitely not the sun, considering it’s close to his face up above. Whatever he was sleeping on, it wasn’t comfortable at all since it’s not the ground. Could be a table of some sort? He is not so certain by how hazy his vision is.
“What is this?” Half-lidded eyes glancing around the room side-to-side, confusion coming to his senses before realizing how different this room looks. The last recollection is sleeping on an array of grass, within a tent.
That’s all he could remember for now.
“Am I in trouble? I’m in trouble, aren’t I?” He should be surprised, but he’s not.
The night would’ve served the Intoner to take this man back to the Forest Shrine, where her home and her laboratory were.
The caged creatures weren’t as nervous as they could be, but small growls and groans could be heard from time to time coming from some of them.
After knowing the other wasn’t exactly human, it was just a matter of time before the curiosity of the Intoner lead her to do what shouldn’t be done- taking the stranger against his will to experiment.
Yes, what he told her before has been really interesting, so it was better than to continue her regular experiments for now.
When he finally started to wake up, Three turned around a little to stare at him, a small smile decorating her features before she went back to the small table she was attending earlier.
“So...you are awake...” She said in a soft voice, before she continued. “I just guessed it would be faster this way...if I asked you for permission...you could’ve tried to run away or...reject the offer...but I really want to find out...what you are. What you can do...what I could do with you...”
Making a brief pause, she then turned around, letting her scissors rest on the nearest metallic table.
“It won’t hurt...not the first tests, anyway...”
For @intonerofcuriosity, continuation of the starter between Three and Solenaris.
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If there was a reason to be wary, the sixth sense of the Intoner -led by the Flower’s influence- would’ve awakened her the moment that Solenaris entered the room.
Yet, she seemed calm, peaceful, even. Ironic when the woman was still so haunted by the nightmares of events that may or may not be real. But tonight her mind would truly rest, thanks to the excitement of her new companion or what she was about to make.
It was once Solenaris finally passed a hand by her shoulder, that Three started to come back to her senses. Sure, she wasn’t obvious about it, and she had the other’s soft voice trying to push away the sleepiness, but without opening her eyes, the violet haired woman let out a soft hum.
One that would be followed by the Intoner opening her eyes a little, with violet hues turning to look at Solenaris.
“Didn’t expect to pass out...next time I will increase the dose...” The dose of what, exactly?
Moving so she could sit somewhat properly, the Intoner stretched her arms and then cracked her neck to the sides, soon after letting her body to appear heavy again.
“There’s so much to do...so much to plan...I still need to hear from you what is it exactly that you want for a new body.”
She just woke up but...she’s going straight to the point. It was obvious her interest to make bodies or monsters wasn’t a mere interest, it was an obsession, and that was all that crossed her mind right now.
outridera:
“You’d be surprised. Some adventures out there, aren’t full ready to grasp what comes. I’ve even thought of making some classes, so that new adventures, can be more used to these kinds of creatures. There are going to be bigger, badder, creatures that we’ll come across in due time, but for now, those slimes will do.”
She can only hope her explanation would catch on. Since newbie adventures, may think a slime isn’t much. But then when they come to fight them, they wind up being caught off guard, and wind up making a big fool of themselves instead.
The Outrider soon shook her head however.
“I figured, I’ve explained myself quite enough on the matter. I’m an Outrider, a Knight. My job is to protect people, not to send lambs to the slaughter. I understand, the point of murder, in cases like these. But I extremely find this distasteful, and are completely against it. It would take a whole lot, for me to crack on the matter.”
Something that she shouldn’t have said, but it was the truth. Amber understood, that there could be a time, where it would be needed. But it should be the very, very, very last resort for a Knight. Yet alone, wanting to commit the act in general. But in this case, it’s just throwing these creatures to be hung up and destroyed. Which not only is wrong in the eyes of the Outrider, but also, could provoke something dangerous with the Abyss Order.
Oh, Three could believe her words. Humans in her world were at times not the wisest, or the strongest. She has seen a lot of people die, and many times she has been the reason behind their death, but it was easier to assimilate when so devoid of morals.
Taking a step closer to Amber, the eerie woman would clack her scissors, letting half of her body almost fall to the side as if she really couldn’t keep her balance.
She was silent, yet, it was obvious that by how she was looking at Amber, something was crossing her mind, and definitely, it wasn’t something good.
“Really noble...your cause...humans are really interesting sometimes...”
Making a pause, she then grinned, still staring at the other woman and trying to fix her posture so she could gaze at the Knight better.
“If I killed the ones you love in front of you, you would like to kill me, right?...to do horrible things to me...would it be justice? Or revenge?...what if their deaths contributed to a greater good?...would you be angry then?...”
It was needless to say that the Intoner’s presence was on itself rather disturbing, but at the same time, it doesn’t seem like Three was going to do anything...for now.
confinedire:
There is a long pause as he notices how excited she got from him asking her to show her dolls. She must really love making dolls, and even more to show them to someone. That was the first time he saw any sort of emotion appearing on the face of the woman. A few seconds ago, he believed she was unable to smile or feel angry.
The ground started shaking as soon as she finished her sentence. When she was talking about dolls, he thought she meant the little creepy dolls one makes to give to children. It was obviously not the same type of doll he had in mind.
He noticed the gigantic things in the distance, looking at her, then laughing before turning their eyes towards him. He flies up to them and just stares with arms crossed.
Then their creator explained that those things were soldiers made for an army. One of them would probably destroy a city on its own without the human being able to do anything about it.
“Were the humans alive when you fused them with your dolls?”
He turned to her and the look he had was pure curiosity. He did not care what happened to humanity. Worthless, useless and good for nothing. It does not bother him either way.
A rare occurrence, it would be, to see him feel something about someone dying. What would be the point of feeling guilty about all the things he does? It would just be hypocritical. He was impressed that someone like her existed, someone who could give life to inanimate objects. Curiosity had him at the throat.
Despite their appearance, the creatures stopped in place once they were close to them, under Three’s subconscious command. Seeing the other fly up as if it was nothing had the Intoner interested, yet, her focus and excitement was still mainly on her creations.
When he asked about the condition of the humans when she used them, the Intoner laughed softly to herself, before nodding softly and eerily smiling at the other.
“Yes, they were. Humans are useless if they are dead. The best thing about them is their emotions. With their emotions the soldiers become stronger, specially if I push anger to surface before I fuse them with the monstrous bodies. Isn’t it genius? It’s been one of my most successful researches!”
It was creepy just how easily she talked about it all, but at the same time, there was a hint of twisted innocence in her excitement.
That aside, his attitude also surprised her so far. Normally, someone would be horrified, possibly trying to kill her, or looking outright disgusted, but the stranger didn’t really seem to care.
“Humans are fragile. Really fragile. But they can serve for the advancement of science in order to make some things better.”
killingjacktheludovile:
Her response to that is to lean in to start kissing Teresa pushing herself against the other. As she does this, Sakuya places one of her hands on Teresa’s shoulders and starts pushing her down on her back.
Once Sakuya’s on top, she brushes one hand along Teresa’s side and continues to tease her nipple with the other.
“Oh you’ll scream.” She reaches down and starts sliding down Teresa’s skirt and panties. “You’re trapped in here with me. A ravenous monster ready to devour her prey. Isn’t that exciting?” Once the skirt is off, Sakuya lowers her head to place between Teresa’s thighs.
Her nails dig into Teresa’s hips and she smiles before leaning in to lick Teresa’s lips in one long and slow stroke. For a moment she pulls back to softly laugh, then leans back in to place a tender kiss.
“God you are so fucking hot, you know that?” Sakuya can feel her heart pounding in her chest as she teases Teresa like this.
A really soft gasp escapes her lips when Sakuya starts being so straightforward, although Teresa didn’t seem to mind for now, answering with a small smug smile before another soft moan could be heard.
To be pleased first, that’s something the woman could get behind, specially when her body was aching to have some release.
Her hands were working around the other’s hips, but they would release Sakuya when she was pushed down and her partner worked on removing her skirt and underwear- she couldn’t just leave her hands doing nothing, though, so she moved one of them to Sakuya’s head in order to stroke her hair a little.
“Now that’s the kind of monster I can get behind. I don’t want beasts or aliens. A woman like you is all that is needed...that is better than anything else. Apparently.” A realization that she came to notice now, because it was the first time she found a partner like Sakuya.
A realization that she loved and that she didn’t know she needed.
Any thoughts there could’ve been were broken the moment the other woman licked all over her outer lips, gaining another shaky moan from Teresa while she tried for her legs to not close against Sakuya’s head by mere reflex.
She was already rather wet, with her teeth biting her own bottom lip for a moment.
“Am I?...well, if you are hungry...better take the meal when it’s still hot, don’t you think?...”
sanityknights:
“Find them? You must search a lot then.. this is, amazing.” She stepped away from the rather excited woman, only to kneel down before a set of dolls to inspect them, the ones she looked at seemed more sewn than others so it was obvious why those were her first picks to get a closer look at.
“Cursed.. as in, to come alive? To move perhaps?” She wondered, idle thought as she looked at more of them, standing up and away from one set to see more on the other’s bed.
It was, surprising, though it seemed stuffed and more along the lines of what Skadi might try to make. Though maybe she’d make hers a little cuter and less, bloody. After all the sight of blood at times made her unnerved, even shivering on occasion.
“Ezreal.. they’re new? What did you do it him to make him, unique?” She asked, reaching out to see if they’d have them over. “I like.. the colors for sure, and if I think of the red.. I can think of Specter’s plush.”
“It is.. nice. I like him.”
“Yes...I do search a lot...and sometimes my sisters manage to find some of them for me...my sisters are...nice with me...” With the exception of the attitude some of them got with her sometimes, her sisters were at the very least, way better than what her parents were with her back in the day.
Teresa seemed to follow Skadi around, from time to time getting distracted with her own stuff.
“Cursed...like in the movies...dolls being vessels to the devil...things like those...” Obvious by now that the woman was a fan of all things creepy, Teresa then offered the other to hold Ezrael. For sure, it was creepy, but there was something strangely cute about him. The girl probably won’t mind teaching Skadi a thing or two to make things cute- bloody things aside.
“Ezrael is the angel of death...it’s the balance to Armisael, angel of birth...” Pointing to one of the shelves, it seems she was trying to guide Skadi’s gaze into a doll, rather than a stuffed toy. One with a big head, bald- with a creepy smile...no eyeballs.
For a doll named after an ‘angel’, it sure seemed like something taken from Hell itself instead.
“Do you like it?...do you like Armisael too?”
voicelesshatred:
【Caim’s patience had begun to wear thin. Of course, he hadn’t expected any agreement on his behalf— although the fact that the girl had understood it was a surprise. Yet ,much like him, she stuck to her belief. That alone was an issue. Her means sounded much too slow a death and therefore merciful. They won’t live forever, she had said. Prolonged torture as it may or could have been, it wasn’t something the prince cared for. A fact that could be seen as odd in comparison to his love for taking lives. But, unbeknownst to him, one of his questions had been answered. Intoner. She had called herself an Intoner.
Perhaps she was insane after all and the soldier stared at her with an expression that mirrored such a thought. His eyes turned to his pact-beast and the fact that her demeanor seemed to bristle even further at the words was answer enough. But why was the Dragon brimming with hate towards a being that supposedly brought peace? Why was said being speaking of toying with lives as if she were playing with dolls?】 “Your fairy tales of her kind are but a lie.” 〖The Red Dragon’s words were directed to Caim, yet her eyes remained upon the violet “goddess”. A low growl rolled from her great throat as if it were distant thunder when her attentions fully returned to her.〗
“I do. Just as you should know that I cannot suffer you to live.”
Despite the growing anger of the dragon, Three seemed to be calm, way too calm to what the situation could escalate into. Yet, she stared between Caim and the red dragon, wondering if any of them would try and kill her even when she did nothing...yet.
“My...destiny...” Muttering so to herself, the Intoner was way more aware of the kind of fate she would meet, but it’s not like she wanted to just die here.
She needed to live. She needed to keep playing with those soldiers.
“I want to keep playing with the soldiers...I don’t want to die...I want to go back to home to my beloved dolls...” With a rather severe expression did she look at Angelus, her scissors opening and closing before she took two steps back- such were the childish whims of the woman.
“You are...way too grumpy, dragon...more so than Gabriella...or Zero’s dumb dragon...Michael?...” Wondering out loud, Three let her shoulders drop, before humming to herself. “It’s not our fault...right?...not our fault the world feels like Hell now...One wouldn’t let it happen...”
Small PSA, I’m starting the classes for an Administration course today, and my classes are in the afternoon-evening.
What means that what I have free is the morning (without counting I may tutor someone to teach them Illustrator), but because I wake up kinda late, it’s not a lot of time to work with, and once I’m back from classes, I will throw myself to dinner before the 2 raid hours I have in FFXIV.
So, what’s up? With limited time and possibly the fact I’ll be more tired through the week, my activity may be variable. I still have the weekends free and whatnot, but because the course is as long as a normal year of classes, I’m gonna be like that for a while.
venusphacelia:
Change her mind? What did make her mind change? Did it change? Was it changed?
Two’s head tilted as she hums in thought.
“I guess, the thought of all the hard work you put into them. All of the research, the planning, the experimentation, and adjustments. It all takes so, so much work.”
She looks back down to Three, her grip tightening on her. Her smile ever so gentle.
How could I have ever doubted Three? How could I ever have seen her as a problem? How could I have ever been disgusted at her work?. Who cares about those people? Who cares about their blood? As long as Three is happy. They will not matter in the end anyway.
“And seeing all of the love you put into them. I can’t help but grow to love them just as much!”
Another forehead kiss, she is all but drowning Three in love.
This was...out of place, still strange and weird.
Yet...Three had to admit she liked the attention or the interest -and better view- of her creations. Sure, if Two still hated them, the younger Intoner wouldn’t care about it, but seeing a positive reaction now? It makes her heart skip a beat. The excitement of having one of her sisters appreciating her work like no one else was enough to make the violet haired woman happy.
And so, she couldn’t help but grin, with her seemingly heavy arms moving up so she could wrap them around Two’s neck, for a hug after the kiss was placed on her forehead.
“I am glad...I am glad to know you changed your mind and that you can appreciate my work now...One is cruel...One is cruel and doesn’t like what I do...or more so, she doesn’t like how I do it...even if I am working extra hard so she can accept all my beloved soldiers...” She made a brief pause, taking a small breath before a rather creepy laugh escaped her lips.
“But you do understand now! You can see I put a lot of effort on everything! Not just because I love making soldiers, but also because I really want to help One...and all of you...I want all of you to have the best soldiers ever!”
thefirstsong:
“…Yes. During that battle…you, Two, Four, and Five were all…killed. Brutally murdered by the Lords of the Land. I…”
One takes a shaky breath as she remembers that day, thoughts of her sisters’ brutalized corpses filling her mind and the horrible despair she had felt coming back as if she had felt it yesterday.
“…I watched all of it occur before my eyes. So…if you want to know any more about that incident…I can tell you. But, all you really need to know is that you and the rest of our sisters were revived by the Black Flower; which I would presume was the progenitor of the Flower that has taken root in all of us; which made you all far more powerful than you were before then.”
“...murdered...” What she thought were mere nightmares, happened to be the truth. A truth that Three herself forgot about- or perhaps it was simply her mind trying to protect her from such a traumatic event.
Now that One was bringing it up on request, however, the Intoner couldn’t help but press the palm of her gloved hand against one of her temples, however. The headache’s pain becoming more noticeable the more she tries to remember it.
Her death, the Black Flower...or how it tried to use her body as a mere puppet to summon her daemon in an attempt to feed the world’s destruction.
“No...” Shaking her head, the younger Intoner then removed the hand from her face, before looking down to the floor. “It’s enough...” Letting both of her arms lazily rest by her sides, Three then would take a step closer to the blonde, with the clicking of her heels breaking the silence.
“...are you the only one remembering it all?...because we were killed, I couldn’t remember...I thought it was all a recurrent nightmare...”
confinedire:
“Why don’t you know show me some of your dolls?”
It was time to change the subject of this conversation. He did not have anything to ask or add to it. Not to mention, he doubted she had more to say. In any case, he was bored and wanted to talk about something else. Surely, she will be okay with showing some of her dolls. She loves talking and while she probably does not care about anyone’s opinion, he would still like to see them.
That was actually enough to activate the Intoner’s excitement. Until now she has been fairly calm about things, but hearing about her dolls had the woman grinning.
“Sure, I can do that. This area of the forest has many of them, after all.”
With eyes opened fully, the Intoner, one way or another, didn’t have to do anything for the surroundings to start trembling. For once her ‘dolls’ appeared, a few gigantic figures could be seen in the distance, through the trees.
Monsters of a giant size, some more alive than others reaching their position.
Three looked up at them when they appeared, letting out a soft yet eerie laugh before staring at the other.
“You see? Those are my dolls...well, more specifically, these are soldiers. Soldiers I make for my sister’s army. They are gigantes, but I’ve fused them with humans because after my research on human emotions, I found out that they could make the enhanced soldiers even stronger. Isn’t that great?”