Day 1 of @augusnippets Whump writing challenge! (Augusnippets Masterlist)
Characters;
- POV/Whumpee; Lancelot - The Weeping Monk (Cursed, Netflix)
- Whumper; OC "Sorceress"
(Characters: Whumpees)
(Characters: Whumpers)
(Ao3 Link)
Wordcount; 337
TWs; unconsentual mind control/hypnosis, intimate whumper
It was like a whisper in his ear as her magic wove itself forcefully into his skull.
Not again. Please...
Whispers turned to spoken words, utterly intelligible.
"I won't let you do this..." He hissed through gritted teeth, voice wavering more than he liked as if he spoke aloud the tremour of his spine.
"Oh, my dear Lancelot..." The Sorceress purred, dragging her talon-like fingernails down his face, stroking almost tenderly in a way that made him want to vomit and pull backwards, but he couldn't move, frozen to the spot by her wicked magic.
"...You already have." The soft caress grew harsh as she gripped his jaw so sharply that her claws bit into his cheeks, and those restless voices became a cacophony of soul rending screams...
Lancelot's own agonised scream joined in the chorus as felt her tearing through his skull, shredding his resistance apart like wet paper. His consciousness slipped away from him, down down down he fell into the coldest recesses of his mind like thrown into a roiling sea, unable to do anything but watch from afar as everything that made him who he was was locked away beneath the waves... The light of the surface sped away from him. Water rushed into his lungs, burning him from the inside out until nothing remained.
"Lancelot..."
A voice as soft as silk brushed across his senses. Rich, warm, soothing, an instinctive desire within him to harken it. Where was he? What was he doing, again?
"Lancelot, my darling..."
He blinked away confusion like fading morning dew, staring back at the source of that oh-so-alluring voice. Yes, that was it... He, Lancelot, was here with her, his Mistress. The only thing, the only one that mattered.
"Come with me, sweet thing," she said, smiling widely, those painted lips enraptured his attention.
He bowed his head to her, followed obediently as she led him away. Whatever she asked, he knew it was his command to fulfil and he would do so willingly.
Anything for her.
Day 1 done! I intend to continue this specific idea in a few of the future prompts since I really enjoyed this!
Continued on Day 16, Day 25, Day 28 and Day 31
Day 2 can be found in the masterlist above.
Sorceress heavily inspired by Morgana from Merlin, portrayed by Katie McGrath, because I love her.
