#dealfate

[selfmenticide]

henrik didn't restrain him , an unspoken trust that couldn't be replicated unless faced with a far more imposing evil . anti had wanted to KILL henrik , tried to snuff out his life several times with laughter swelling in it's gut , and the doctor still tried to help . something about the hippocratic oath . this insatiable need to aid , to help , even when danger was all that stared him back in the eye . admittedly , s h e had been kinder than most beasts he'd dealt with , perhaps it had tried to take a piece of his hand when sticking him with the needle , growled and snarled with a ferocious fear ; but , mare had come to him after all , and in some way that must have meant his mangled mind was finally ready to seek some sense of relief . as a doctor , the monsters' caretaker , he was more pleased to see the intuition fall along the creature's shoulder than the . . . messier outcome that could have occurred . icy eyes land onto a fragile ' thing ' , a thing he knew could serrate his bones with it's teeth and ooze venom into his wounds ( how truly wonderful it was to have a seemingly endless cabinet of folders documenting these anomalies ) , and he couldn't help the telltale tug at his hallow heart . empathy , sympathy , care . he wasn't weak , and henrik would be a fool to let this sickness convince him otherwise .

the squeak of pleather and rip of stuffing brings his attention to linger on the piece taken from his nice bench , a long sigh passing through his nose as he realizes that will be his task to mend later ; but , as clawed fingers fidget with the fabric , toy with the frayed edges , the frustration that had began to well inside of him extinguishes just as fast . she seemed scared . henrik feels his brow furrow , the sigh that had been leaving him cut short , and free hand reaching behind him to grab his desk chair to roll in front of mare . he sits , he hands her the clipboard , and allows him to see what his eyes saw . " i understand z'hat z'his is a raz'her difficult s'hing for you to be doing in z'he first place , but i v'ould be poor at my job to not give any push back to your claims , " henrik reaches out , tilting the clipboard so he can point to the areas causing mare's pain , " you are not getting anything substantial to support your means . z'his . . . unique diet you've chosen is actively working against you . " the way he looks at her is something muddled between concern and care , noting red sclera and lethargic body language , and carries on down the clipboard to what seemed to be an endless box of text giving suggestions on how to resolve even an iota of the creature's issues .

" now , i am unsure how v'ell you handle supplements , but z'his is a list of vitamins you need to be taking . or , you can sit v'ith me and discuss a dietary plan . or , you can allow me to give you somes'hing now to alleviate the discomfort ; although , z'hat option may be your least favorite . " rest . oh , and perhaps an orange or two ; but , from what henrik saw , everything pointed towards marionne's body being overworked , pulled taut , and he was now suffering the consequences . " truly , you have to start taking better care of yourself beyond eating your victims . i can't . . . " henrik slowly pulls the clipboard away with a murmured apology , gaze narrowing as he flips through inconclusive results on his anatomy that weren't proven from simple testing . it was corrosive , it was venomous , it was filled with a substance that could eat at skin , possibly even metal ; but , beyond that mare was an enigma . " i cannot do much more v'ith z'he current information i have . i can say v'ith certainty z'hat you feel z'his v'ay due to your seeming lack of interest in self care . is z'here a reason for z'his ? v'ere you never taught how to care for yourself ? " his tone sounds accusatory , something he can't help no matter the care welded to his bones , but it is a genuine question . if a lack of help was the problem , lord knows henrik knew how to fill those shoes .

@dealfate | cont'd [ x ]

[gamethecry]

she would have been proud to see him do this . fighting had become second nature , and being helpful had became as easy as breathing air into his lungs . sweat clung to his skin as his lungs greedily sucked in said oxygen , slinging his morningstar over his shoulder , hazel eyes narrowing in on a head of curly blonde and a face he swore he'd seen somewhere before . the world was so large , weird how strangers could feel like friends without words having ever been exchanged . the cleric's eyes drop to a tan , calloused hand jutting out to greet him , noting the symbols on her garb and the cheeriness in her stance . if she weren't a godly woman , he'd consider himself the poorest read on people to date . his own scarred one clasps with a resounding clap , giving a small grimace at the blood that squished between them .

her southern twang fills his ears in a way that makes him snicker and grin even bigger , giving her a firm and boisterous handshake . those eyes peer to the voices that chime from the back , unable to fight the titter that leaves him . " no ! please ! don't be sorry at all ! " the cleric unwinds his grip , wiping the remaining ichor from his palm onto his pants and giving a quiet apology to blood he'd smeared onto hers . " it is an absolute honor to meet you , evelyn ! no misters , honestly , marnan pacyne ; but , i'm happy to take any nicknames you have to offer . " hazel eyes glance to the corpse of the chimera behind them , pointing to it with his thumb . " that was kind of a crazy fight , yeah ? did . . . did you all need any helping getting patched up ? " his free hand comes to his paldron , tapping to the symbol of gond .

" not only did you happen to cross paths with a great fighter , but a devote man . " he titters at his own comment , knowing that this statement was worn to it's thinnest extent knowing his deity of choice . sure , he could heal , sure he could get a bit of retribution into his palms , but gond knew that most of his divine healing was being expended by one lone half-elf in the barren wastelands of barovia . " a devote man not expect pay , at that . maybe just a warm meal and a cozy bed for the night ! " he practically sings , lips pursing in thought as his gaze wanders playfully around the plains .

@dealfate | cont'd [ x ]

[allcfme]

drugs? rouge heard drugs. she holds a small bong with a shit-eating smile, a lighter in between her fingers. "pleeeease?"

"Do you remember the last time we got. . . lit, as the kids say. . .? We almost made out until Omega came in, asking to 'download' a weed."

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i know that you're wounded ; you know that i'm here to save you

you know i'm always here for you ; i know that you'll thank me later

marionet && nathan schmidt aes board .

@dealfate

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i sold my soul to a three-piece , and he told me i was h o l y . he's got me down on both knees , but it's the devil that's tryna hold me down .

phantom && elias aes board ( @dealfate )

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he loved her . she wasn't what he had known her to be from the beginning of this all , but he was still beyond enamored with her . brown eyes hold the same fondness it would being held tender in her arms as they do looking upon her bloodied form . her own ichor muddles with that of the man she killed and while most would turn away in disgust , nathan presses forward to help . the raven feels as his tongue nervously runs along the back of his teeth , dipping the washcloth into the water to rid it of the sticky red before running it along her wound once more , then coast along her neck and collarbones . what a tender interaction this was , something surprisingly gentle for a man's life to have been lost in the midst of it all . wandering eyes perk back up to look at anna's face when spoken to , head tilting with intrigue as a coy smile slowly pulled along his features .

" i would do it whenever , wherever , however . " the hand with the cloth squeezes her forearm , trying equally to keep her awake and in his presence . " plus , i like my bed as un-bloody as possible when going to bed , so , that's another thing . " the raven's grin cracks even wider , humming lovingly at the kiss that is pressed to his skin . nathan truly loved her deeply , parts of him craved to be with her forever , the notion that she would be here without him at some point gnawing at his heels . doing actions like this made him realize he didn't care if the rest of his life was spent doing this together , BEING this together , anything to keep her safe and feel safe in return .

his head cranes to kiss the wet palm touching his skin , sighing against her as he subconsciously leans forward . " hey , i'm no stickler , at the end of the day i would still be getting clean either way . " his words trail at soft lips pressing to his neck , eyes fluttering closed as a sigh escapes through his nose . there it was AGAIN . that nagging feeling that hung on his mind to have her dig her fangs into his neck and make this permanent , fingers absentmindedly clinging to the vampire as if egging her on before a shaken sigh pulls him from his thoughts . nathan tries to cover it up with a scoff , pulling away to tsk at the redhead .

" hey now , let's at least get you clean before you start making another mess , yeah ? did you get nicked anywhere else ? "

@dealfate || cont'd [ x ]

[selfmenticide]

half-awake, lee looms over niel and presses the back of her hand to his forehead after hearing his whimpering for a few minutes. her brows furrow as a burning feeling spreads through her knuckles. that seems to jerk her awake, however, and she sits up a bit straighter as she kicks her covers off. "babe, you're burning up like crazy... are you sore at all? do i need to move you anywhere?"

niel HATED getting sick . it meant days where he couldn't work , days where he couldn't move , and days where annalise would have to take care of him ; and , whilst the later shouldn't be a negative , for nathaniel ( someone unwilling to take help ) this was a death sentence . he'd felt it starting after ending his shift , a nagging presence that loomed over him as he said ' bye bye ' to freddy's and hello to anna's nice , warm bed . he couldn't escape it for long , although . the second his tired frame hit the doorway of his apartment , eyes landing upon the 7:03 AM blinking back at him from the oven , it was every ounce of sick hit him at once . his shoulders slumped with a profound ache , frown etched into his features as he practically dragged his body to her bedroom . nate had barely even noticed how hot his face and head had become , assuming it was his suffocating uniform he almost entirely discarded save for underwear , and unceremoniously crumpled himself into her bed .

usually he would of cuddled her and said good morning , but this time he can't help the genuine want for rest as he clings to pillows and blankets , groaning and huffing as each turn makes his joints feel as if they're on fire . he isn't even sure how much time had passed when he felt an icy hand land onto his forehead , whining in his half asleep state as he almost tried to fight and turn away ; but , her voice cuts through his promises of a dream , brown eyes drearily opening so he can turn his head back to look at lee . " hey , " his voice has a warble , something niel tries desperately to swallow down as a means to save face , " no , no , i'm fine , jus' -- " niel goes to turn and lay on his back , but feels how his face pulls into discomfort at the action alone . " jus' come lay back down , i'mma be okay . . . rest will help me . " hopefully , if GOD was good , niel would get out of being coddled like a child , and his girlfriend could go to work without worrying about him being left at home .

" sorry for wakin' y' , , , now , c'mon , you got like an hour before you gotta leave . " he mumbles , scorching palms laying on top of annalise's hands . " don' wanna waste time worryin' 'bout me . . . "

@dealfate

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"get away from me."

her voice is hoarse from overuse, and yet it never ceases its hatred toward the dokkaebi that continues to approach her. she feels a tightness in her lungs, one that had been growing far too familiar lately, as she struggles to suck in air. it isn't him. it isn't him, she knows this, she knows that he would never even dare to think about something like this--

and yet, her brain wants to think otherwise. she wants to believe it was him, only because it dared to take his visage--and she could never forgive it for that.

"you're not him. get. away from me. i don't know what you want, but i want no part in it--"

her back hits the wall, and she can't help the yelp that rips from her raw throat. her knees lock in place, and suddenly, her legs felt as if they were cemented to the ground. she feels a nervous sweat start to bead down her face, and she desperately looks around for any means of escape.

( hey..... Hey...... touches you. an anna of your choosing to your mare.... >:3c )

suffering had never tasted sweeter . although , marionet had to admonish itself for how sloppy it's disguise had become . it's eyes were too big , nails far too sharp , teeth seemingly pointed , and irises immensely dark . it knew that anna of all people would be able to read for anything different in his form , any sort of anomalies becoming obvious tenfold to her than anyone else . matthew had been an easy party to fool , a man who's faux observational skills had led him to believe that he knew all only to fall flat on his face when struck with the truth ; but , anna was difficult , the infatuation she had nestled deep within her bones for nathan having her hyper-vigilant on his well being . despite his case being cracked , the knowledge that something was off , marionet wanted the game to go on longer . those big , black eyes narrow , brows knotting as a laissez-faire chuckle tumbles from his lips . his steps don't falter even when faced with her fear , instead feeling the delicious thrum it sent through his bones to be in the presence of it .

" hey , hey , what's the matter ? did i do something ? " the grin on his face doesn't match the sincerity in his tone , it's as if the speech is delayed entirely as it's face agonizingly shifts into concern , slowly and very dramatically . it's like a horror movie , black eyes go wide , the white sclera roughly contrasting against eyes that peer like voids . the redhead's fear was noxious , addictive , almost as much as that raven she followed the heels of . it made mare want to laugh , feel as it's spine snapped and neck slid out of place with the ferocity of it's cackles , and faux lungs heaved for breath . instead , he settles for that hissed titter , eyes snapping from anna's face to the way her body language screamed terror . in one moment , the facade is almost perfect , minus it's own lazy mistakes , the next time the redhead looks it's as if his skin were molting . disgusting things there dokkaebi were , to maintain and shed their disguises were dealers choice ; and , for marionet , it was whatever was the most horrifying . underneath the nathan shaped layer the creature had been wearing is the barely contained goblin lying in wait , vibrant purple scars and deathly pale skin , sunken in eyes and teeth as sharp as spikes .

" we haven't even gotten started . . . " it timbers . to make nathan's life a living hell was marionet's favorite past time . who better at making that happen other than by taking the only woman he loved ? " how do you even know you don't wanna be involved ? you're the main show ! " mare titters as smog slowly begins to billow from soot covered lips , practically crawling towards anna as dislocated shoulders and hips make marionet look entirely unnatural as it threatens to close their distance . demonic was a perfect word for a thing of it's caliber , drool and smoke violently excreting from it's lips as it practically pinned anna to the wall with it's weight and invaded every ounce of her space to sniff her , to smell her soul , the very thing it wanted to eat out of her chest . sweet , light , like angel food cake , and the goblin wanted to GORGE itself on it . the chuffs and breaths it makes are entirely inhuman , like a starved animal , as joints and limbs snap and crack into place to roughly grab and pull at her frame . a serpentine tail thwacks against the floor , swishing violently to reach for wrists or ankles , anything to incapacitate .

@dealfate