#lyovem

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smiler shaking vemili like literally anyone else. literally ANYONE else for a kismesis not lyodae 

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🔀 show me the forbidden lyodae

TW: gore, eye mutilation, death "Lyodae," Pofeir purred, resting both arms on his cane as he leaned forward, looking up at the much taller troll- but height had no advantage here. Lyodae gulped when he met his ringleader's eyes. "What happened here?"

Lyodae looked back to Vemili, being restrained by two of their fellow clowns. He gave him a pleading look.

Send 🔀 to meet an alternate version of them where something important didn’t happen...

"I... uhm... I let the offering go. I opened the cage. Ellie caught me and tried to stop me-"

Pofeir tsked, wagging a finger. "My goodness! Fenrir, are you lying to me? Because that would be silly of you, to lie to a mind reader. Get on your knees."

Lyodae's body moved on it's own, Pofeir's voodoos forced him down to eye level. Silence seemed to wash over the court, how was it so loud though? He had forgotten Pofeir had a special scream. The kind that was so loud but only you could hear it, coming from inside your skull till your ears bled and no one else heard it. Lyodae whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut as the silent noise suffocated him. The image of Pofeir leaning closer, grinning wider burned behind his closed eyelids.

He knew it was happening, Pofeir's fingernail scraped his eyelid first, the soft command that echoed over the screaming, open your eyes. All four watched as Pofeir jabbed his fingernail into his right bottom eye. Searing pain hit him, but the ability to scream, to even move away wasn't an option. He remained motionless, frozen in space because Pofeir hadn't told him to move yet. He watched his eye be ripped from his skull until the nerve disconnected and then he was only watching with three eyes.

"STOP!"

Everything jumped forward, catching up with the current time. Lyodae felt his mind be released, his body crumpling forward to his hands and knees while Pofeir collapsed in front of him. He could see his cane roll while Pofeir gasped- the screaming in his head was replaced with ringing as the cold blood dripped from his ears down his jaw. He watched Pofeir continue to gag, choking on blood he didn't understand where it was coming from- until he stopped. There was Pofeir... laying on the floor with open eyes watching Lyodae, but Lyodae had seen enough bodies to know there wasn't life anymore.

Then Lyodae turned his head, his vision was spinning, but there was Vemili, panting in a panic with his eyes completely pink- just like Pofeir's.

"What did you do?" Lyodae managed, but he wasn't sure if he actually said it- the ringing was so loud...

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Two sweeps later, the two of them sat in the grass. Lyodae had finally gotten a glass eye, replacing the eyepatch he had.

"I don't know how to make the Messiahs stop," Vemili signed, looking at Lyodae with a sigh. Lyodae hesitated before signing back:

"You let them in, it's what Pofeir wanted you to do."

"I know..."

Lyodae reached out and touched Vemili's arm, a weak smile on his face. Pofeir always said Vemili had a blessing, it was a shame he wouldn't use the gifts the Messiahs gave him.

He signed a diamond.

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Lyodae what are UR thoughts on the Vemili situation?

4ts just fuck4ng work related because thats a# he th4nks about 4s work. who CARES about some dead tro#s?? 4t happens a# the t4me. hurr durr 4'm tydela and 4 l4ke pretend4ng 4 care about strangers 4 never met.. hes be4ng dramat4c and 4f he wants to come crawl 4n my bed because he sl4pped up and used h4s stup4d voodoos then thats on h4m. oooo the mess4ah vo4ces are back oooo shut the fuck up tydela.. 4# fuck h4m and ca# 4t a day. 4m not h4s mo4ra4l anymore he knows what he wants from me.. hes a man4pulat4ve pr4ck who knows how to se# h4mself to look l4ke the v4ct4m 4n every s4tuat4on.

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vemili: im doin bad 

lyodae: im not lol 

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Mmmm smol drabble for lyovem? Lyovem I rattle my tin can, lyovem for the soul

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It was odd, having him on his couch like this, and worse to be sitting next to him- actually on him really. Leaning into his side so Lyodae had to rest his arm around Vemili’s shoulder, and Vemili’s legs hanging off the side of the couch. It was such an intimate moment that Vemili was torn between curling closer (how much closer could he get?) and booking it to the door.

“So some blood sucker killed a shit ton’a people? That’s kinda funny.”

“It’s not,”

“Your ancestor let his boyfriend go on a drug bender murder party on the busiest day of the week. Cmon, how can I not enjoy little perfect Tydela with his perfect career not deal with a PR horrorterror? AND you’re telling me the place ended up haunted afterwards?”

“Don’t be an asshole, Fenrir.” Vemili growled warningly, shuffling to fold his arms across his chest.

“Awh, sorry, did you invite me over to have a pink fling? I didn’t know you wanted to respark the pale emotions between us.” With the arm slung over his shoulder, Lyodae twisted his fingers to make half a diamond. Vemili scoffed, then twisted around, sitting up proper. His guest furrowed his brow, head tilting as he retracted his arm to see what was up- only for Vemili to swing a punch against his cheek.

“Testy much?” He groaned, rubbing his jaw. Fuck he had forgotten how good of a swing Vemili had on him. Even at an awkward angle.

“Sorry, babe. You just fire me up.” Vemili snarled.

“Yeah well take a fuckin’ ice bath why don’t you,”

“Like you came over here hoping for some good platonic bonding,”

“Wow. Vemili Tydela, did you invite me to objectify my body? To use me?” Lyodae mock gasped, feigning hurt as he closed his eyes and bit his knuckle.

“What else are you good for? It’s not like your personality is award winning.”

“I’m more than my bulge Tydela.”

“Bullshit,”

They both looked at each other then burst into laughter.

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i want yall to imagine lyodae at a mancala competition- and that he even makes it to the finals. and then imagine being vemili, who is one of very very few people who know this about lyodae, and knowing no one will ever believe him :( 

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Laughs what if Lyodae and Vemili got a matching moirail tattoos when they were both young and dumb and pale and now they both go “you do not see this” 

maybe on their ankle or behind their ears :)c not visible but visible enough that someone some day is gonna point it out.