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Dea yanked their staff away. “You’re in over your head, Subject 421.”
She barked out a laugh. “Am I? Am I, really? Don’t kid yourself. I’ve been doing this for who knows how long, seen the inside of hundreds of minds and bodies and souls, you’re far from the first, Harbinger. I know what I’m doing.”
“And you’re going to do what to us, exactly?”
The False Angel pushed Dea’s head to the side, running a hand across the scar on their neck, knowing it burned with every touch and relishing in their reaction. “Oh, I don’t know,” she said, “maybe poke around inside that pretty little head of yours, see exactly what you are.” She moved her other hand to their hair, fingers tangling into it and pulling down hard. “After all, it’s not everyday I find someone like you.”
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or, dea is a tattletale. the false angel is not pleased. (edited 10/19 so it doesnt SUCK anymore srry guys i was eepy when originally writing this but its better now)Series
- Part 3 of masochism tango
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“But loyalty or not, that doesn’t mean denial, Dea. And neither does… whatever it is you’ve become.”
And there was that name.
That name, that curse placed upon their being that they never should have let sink in or be spoken. Calling it a name was blasphemous, in all honesty— it was a falsehood, a dysphemism.
They tried to sneer, to snap, but the memory of her touch, her voice, lingered, rooting them in place. “If you know what is best for you, you will let that term die.” Their voice was strained. Spiteful.
The False Angel tilted her head, as if she was considering this. “No.”
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or, the False Angel has awakened emotions.DeaThe Harbinger will do anything to put them to sleep.Series
- Part 2 of masochism tango
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Dea stood. “This is really how you’d prefer to spend our last moments?”
“What else are we gonna do? Sit here and cry? We’ve done enough of that. It’ll be fun, trust me. Our first dance was so unforgettable, let’s make our last even better.” The False Angel put the record in place, grabbed Dea’s hand, and pulled them towards the Tree. “Come on, dollface, let’s have one last dance before we go out with a bang.” She flashed a grin that didn’t quite reach her eyes, spinning Dea around and wrapping her arms around their waist.
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Or, the last dance Dea and the False Angel get to have together.
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- Part 2 of oneirodynia
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The False Angel paused. “You do know that the constant hamster wheel isn’t supposed to be your default state, right?”
Dea pushed themself away. “We’re not you. We require different maintenances.”
“And yet I can already tell how one of yours is the need to let your mind shut off for once.”
“That would harm us.”
“It would save you,” she corrected with a gentle tug on their arm. “There’s a difference.”
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Or, the False Angel and Dea have a rendezvous. Dea is sure they can resist the False Angel's mind games.
The False Angel thinks otherwise.Series
- Part 1 of oneirodynia
- Part 1 of masochism tango
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Stanley's lost count of the amount of times he's been through this story.
He's seen every ending, every nook and cranny that he can possibly access- some of it of his own volition, and some of it of the player's. He's wanted out, he's wanted to go home, even talking to the Narrator gets boring after a while. He knows they both want out. He just doesn't know how to get it. He doesn't know how to break this cycle. Doesn't know, doesn't know, doesn't know.
Someone else, however, does.(how i yearn to come back to this.... chronic illness is kicking my ass but ideas are. they are spinning -1.4.26)
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