#amicauxlaquais

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don’t make me think up sad headcanons because I will go out on you- with @amicaux-laquais​

Oh I forgot to add about the fluffy thread with momma!Vittel and son ja'far. I like the whole idea. And you're right about it may cause Ja'far paranoia if he knew the truth of them being on the run from the organization. But what if the organization finds them? And shit blows up?

the what if with Ja'far knowin or with him not knowing?

//With him not knowing? Because it would be so confusing and angst and sad? IT is up to you thoughsorry i'm a sucker for angst

................. depends on how long they were away. if it's for more than a year or two, he probably would be dead before he knows what's happening he's still a child and keeps forgetting things fast when he doesn't practice them. so if Vittel and Mahad took him, told him they don't have to hurt people anymore and he doesn't need to exercise so hard anymore, he probably would drop it to where it's more an aesthetical training/keeping his body in form

I mean I do think that Ja'far was told to kill animals before he was able to understand the concepts of life and death. but humans ... Idk. either they were put into place for that the child only had to do the last cut, or his parents were actually the first humans he killed

True :/ Sham Lash is like a very twisted place to grow up in. PErhaps he didn't understand what life and death meant until he killed his parents, perhaps he didn't know they were dead that he actually killed them, before understanding they weren't coming back? [just throwing out another theory] 

that theory is awesome tbh. I mean look at how little Ja'far stares at his blade /after/ it's already covered in blood. how he trembles and just stops to move till he's repeatedly prompted "to kill them". tbh I can imagine that he was told to "kill them" and he did it like he did all those times before. the times before, he was then though brought away from the animal (or maybe human? I'm not sure how I wanna hc that just yet), and he didn't know what happened afterwards. maybe he thought they slept. so he did that with his parents and then stayed there. waited. they didn't stand up. not even when he pushed at them, started to cry and beg them to move again. Ja'far ran out to find help, find the boss of their organization and they went there again, where the boss found them still barely alive, but unconscious and just hanging on a thin thread of life. "Kill them Ja'far. Kill them." by then Ja'far realized they are like that because of that he stabbed them. he somehow understands they won't be better when he does it again. the first time made that they hardly breathed anymore. "Kill, them Ja'far. If you want to survive, you have to kill them." Ja'far remembers the halfway rotten corpse of an animal that they found once. the adults didn't say a word, Ja'far only noticed it didn't breathe anymore, and finally they took it apart to cook and eat it. it stopped breathing. his parents would stop breathing. he'd kill them. make them "dead". make them not breathe anymore. they would stop to exist

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@amicaux-laquais​ ;; continued

“Chief?” With concern covering his face, the older assassin studied their leader from top to toe. For some reason his movements seemed off, like his mind was elsewhere. As if he was afraid Ja’far would trip over something, he hurried over to his side grabbing him around the shoulders as an attempt to support him.

Vittel blinked a few times, noticing how warm Ja’far was. A fever.

“Chief, we must retreat… You can’t continue like this, especially not in your condition…”  Vittel’s arms around the young boy didn’t move an inch, as if he was afraid that if he let go he would fall. He moved his hands, ready to scoop him into his arms: “Come on let’s go back, you need to rest.”

He didn’t feel well already for a few days, but today was it for the first time this bad. He was weak for no apparent reason, his limbs ached every time he moved and he was dizzy, worse so when he moved fast. This was frightening.

Ja'far startled as someone touched him and blinked slowly at them. Ah- Vittel. Had he been always that cold to the touch? “We have to!” he barked back, though even his voice sounded weak, but then the young assassin lost sense for where up and down was and slumped down. This was really very frightening.

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“Who did this?” - amicaux-laquais

Send “Who did this?” for your muse to discover my muse with a black eye or a busted lip

          ‘’ Why the fuck does it matter? ‘’

          Internally, did he want to talk about it? Yes, but would he? Well that was a clear no. Ja’far had built an iron wall around his true feelings and honestly? he thought he was too far gone to even be helped at this point. With everything that happened, the assassin cringed in thought and shook his head, there was no way he could speak of this– his reputation would be ruined; even just saying who it was.

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tagged by: @koninginne

The rules are simple! Post ten characters you’d like to roleplay as, then tag ten people to do the same ( if you can’t think of ten characters, just write down however many you can and tag the same amount of people ). Aside from that, please REPOST instead of reblogging.

In no particular order:

Henry from Fire Emblem: Awakening

Dwyer from Fire Emblem Fates

Nick Wilde from Zootopia

Lie Ren from RWBY

Napstablook from Undertale

Dark Pit from Kid Icarus: Uprising

And here are some characters I had RP blogs for, but would like to go back to:

Zeno from Akatsuki no Yona

Izaya from Durarara!!

Mikaela Hyakuya from Owari no Seraph

Robin from Fire Emblem: Awakening

I tag: @maelsxtrom @windfalldivination @faamulus @amicaux-laquais @mommyrurumu @sxnbad @saharxsin @kxumei @hiraethings @chainsbecomewings

And I can’t think of anyone else. If you wanna do it, feel free!

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@amicaux-laquais

{ 🐍 } – Ja’far clenched his small hands into fists. “I thought about breaking out of this fucking hell. For a second.” He seems hesitant to even say this, as if there could be someone else listening. “But I thought a little more, and I realized that even if we got out of this shit hole, we’d still be...” He lets out a breath. “We’d have no where to go. No where to fit in. As if things like us could fit in anyway.” The boy laughed bitterly. “The only people who want us among their ranks is this organization. We don’t even fucking deserve to be treated like humans do.”

“We were bred to be monsters. Trained to be killers. And damn us if we don’t do it well.” He suddenly gripped Vittel by the collar, pulling the other down to look him in the eye. “We’ve got nothing else that gives us any fucking worth in this world except for being the dogs of some higher order.” His eyes are alight with something almost akin to delighted insanity. Except there’s pain, too. “So you better do your job right, scum.”

He lets go of Vittel and practically tosses him aside. “If you breathe a fucking word about what I said, I promise I’ll gut you alive and strangle you with your own intestines. You’re replaceable. Don’t ever forget that.” Ja’far doesn’t admit aloud that he’s just as replaceable as the other.