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Quasi-RP SIDEBLOG for Slaanesh, from Warhammer Fantasy. 20+ ONLY | Independent | Low Activity Written by JAXTER.
Follows back from Skarbrand.
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sadomasochism? no, i'm actually quite happyomasochism ^_^
if i were as beautiful as swans are i would be attacking people like crazy too
and unprovoked
nodding my head to show that i approve of all the shitty things this character has done because i'm a bad person
There's times Danny isn't sure what this urge he feels should be called.
His latest victim was stalked for two weeks. He followed her carefully through her routine, going to and from work, to the store, the late-night runs to the gas station for drinks and snacks. The all-nighters spent in front of a flickering television. The slow rise and fall of a chest in bed, seen from a sliver of moonlight viewed through a blind carefully parted between fingers.
There's a perfect pleasure in denial. In waiting, learning, watching. Knowing them intimately before he ends them. Sometimes he wonders if that's why he does it.
Deep in the woods Danny returns again, to the abandoned movie theater in the woods. His costume billows past his legs and he peels the white, gaping mask off his face as he passes through the threshold again, a distant sigh of ecstasy in his lips as the bloody knife clatters to the floor. He kneels, supplicates really, in front of a twisted podium made from ticket stands and shredded projectors. He didn't build it, but something about it soothes his thoughts. This place makes a good hideout when the heat is on.
"Got another one," he tells no one. No one but the little voice he's sure can hear him. That's happy for him. That loves him too. "And it's just... not good enough."
Lazy might not have been the best word to describe it, but the Gods did have preferences in their targets. They did lean towards those mortals already corrupted, in the mortal way, but the sins of the world. Given to rage, given to deceit, given to despair.
And hedonism.
Danny watches her. Slaanesh watches him. Observes. Tastes the notes of his dark desire on his tongue and sighs in pleasure, a pleasure aimed at him, a pleasure that would worsen his own needs until they became actions. Where the Prince's want begins and Danny's own ends becomes nigh indistinguishable by the time the end of this hunt is nigh. And that's always where things became dangerous.
A mortal could be satisfied. The Prince cannot. He feels the kill, watches the terrified soul ripped violent from it's body through the repeated fall of a sharpened blade. He does not allow satisfaction to linger for long, flattening the emotion back into emptiness. Into hunger.
He wants more. More extravagant, more bloody, more artistic, more cruel. And Danny will not get the relief he needs until the Serpent is fed.
What would human slaanesh look like
uhhh idk, maybe some cross between armand (2026), leon dupuis (2014), and someone else
THE SIX PRINCES | T'TEVTESH
Most fractious and particular of Slaanesh's children, T'tevtesh is the most similar to the Prince in personality and ironically his least favorite child. Cruel, capricious, willful-- T'tevtesh was present during Skarbrand's seige of the Rings. They have wounds from the day an ever afterwards, Slaanesh forbids children past the third ring of pleasure.
Three down, three to go! T'tevtesh typically identifies with the feminine, despite her bushy black goatee~
“I felt him in everything. And what I felt was too deep.”
— Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary; 1939-1947.
ohhh nooo dont be possessive 👀👀 dont be jealous noo👀👀👀
Alecto was angry, and raised her up, and kissed her. The child did not cry out, though blood fell from her lips and tongue, and she was wounded sore. For Alecto knew not how to kiss, except such as it involved the mouth and teeth. And Alecto said to her, Why are you not appeased? That is how meat loves meat.
I love u Alecto 💛
Slaanesh is noted as being one of the quieter gods, at least relative to his siblings. He "speaks rarely", according to the text; this may have something to do with his conversational partners in this particular context. Nurgle's garrulousness is well known, Tzeentch's ponderous tones echoe in the Convening chamber, and of course Khorne roars and demands and threatens when he's challenged, insulted, or threatened (all common occurrences). Slaanesh would not stoop to yelling over them; he's not their fucking mom.
This is likely true within his own palace too, however. His servants are so intune with his need and moods that he does not have to speak them into existence. To be around Slaanesh is to be able to read his body language and predict desires without him needing to have said them. His staff are essentially living and breathing appliances that exist to tend to his whims, whatever those may be at the moment.
Back to his siblings, it's probably not that Slaanesh is quiet. He's communicating plenty, but the body language of the Slaaneshi is subtle enough that his kin may only occasionally catch it. Tzeentch does so most often, Khorne almost never does or if he does it's in a primal, animal part of his brain that isn't consciously aware of it. Body language may also augment what is being said.
This sets him apart from a typical Slaaneshi lord and even his daemons. His desires rarely need to be expressly communicated; if he's doing so he either favors a person a lot or thinks they're too thick / stupid for them to understand. Or both. Or even some other reason. It would silly to lock Slaanesh's reasonings into binaries, of all things.
who up momenting they mori
blood spray is just another kind of cumshot
