Evangeline (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
abnormalizes) wrote2023-03-05 08:19 pm
abnormalizes) wrote2023-03-05 08:19 pm
Seasons: IC Contact/Continuations
This is Evangeline! Sorry, I'm a little busy right now, but leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can!
[Hug snug.]
Sorry. I wish they were nicer to you, you don't deserve that. You can do whatever you want!
Sorry. I wish they were nicer to you, you don't deserve that. You can do whatever you want!
Yep. Surprising, right?
Look. Can I make myself to be how I want? Yes. But that doesn't stop the fact that unlike some, I'm not gifted with certain endowments or muscles or...other sizes. Like Ben. Ben is packing. Man can't wear yoga pants. He gets turn on, they rip. True story.
Or Mark and his cat boy muscles.
Or Monte and his huge gator slash dragon muscles, seven feet tall, with shoulders broad enough to hold me on one and Esme on the other.
They are naturally like that. I'm not. And I get a little jealous.
Look. Can I make myself to be how I want? Yes. But that doesn't stop the fact that unlike some, I'm not gifted with certain endowments or muscles or...other sizes. Like Ben. Ben is packing. Man can't wear yoga pants. He gets turn on, they rip. True story.
Or Mark and his cat boy muscles.
Or Monte and his huge gator slash dragon muscles, seven feet tall, with shoulders broad enough to hold me on one and Esme on the other.
They are naturally like that. I'm not. And I get a little jealous.
That makes sense.
-I'm sure it goes without saying, but Esme loves you for who you are as a person, which makes you hotter than people he doesn't love. At least, that's how it works for me.
-I'm sure it goes without saying, but Esme loves you for who you are as a person, which makes you hotter than people he doesn't love. At least, that's how it works for me.
I don't need a toy's permission but glad to know this slut loves her work. Good little whore toy I bought~
[He puts his hand down on the bar, his claws flexing, and they grab hold of the bar for extra leverage so he can thrust even faster and harder.]
Now let's see how much dick you can really take, whore!
[He puts his hand down on the bar, his claws flexing, and they grab hold of the bar for extra leverage so he can thrust even faster and harder.]
Now let's see how much dick you can really take, whore!
Sir, sir, sir-
[He's chosen the correct toy, as her body can handle his abuse. No matter how hard he thrusts, her moans are ones of pleasure, and she just gets more soaked around him.
She knows she'll ache at the end of this, in the best possible way.]
[He's chosen the correct toy, as her body can handle his abuse. No matter how hard he thrusts, her moans are ones of pleasure, and she just gets more soaked around him.
She knows she'll ache at the end of this, in the best possible way.]
That's right~ Such a wet needy whore you are~ Soaking my dick. Slick really was the right choice for you. Doubt you really needed it. Don't matter either way.
Now say my name~ Moan it and beg me to fill this pussy with my monster cum like the good needy whore you are~
Now say my name~ Moan it and beg me to fill this pussy with my monster cum like the good needy whore you are~
MK, please-
[It's definitely a moan, barely needed any prompting.]
I need your come so bad, I need my pussy dripping with it, please, please, please-
[It's definitely a moan, barely needed any prompting.]
I need your come so bad, I need my pussy dripping with it, please, please, please-
[ A luck that Jyoti doesn't have, apparently. ]
I haven't met any of them.
[ Does she want to? At the moment, she's unsure. So that, too, gets shoved out of sight and out of mind, in favor of a more normal question. ]
How long have you been dating?
I haven't met any of them.
[ Does she want to? At the moment, she's unsure. So that, too, gets shoved out of sight and out of mind, in favor of a more normal question. ]
How long have you been dating?
Mayish? So... about four months? Not all that long.
[It's still a very new and uncertain development.]
[It's still a very new and uncertain development.]
[ Hi girlie. Have a voice memo sent at some absurdly late hour because the idea of just calling her and having this conversation somehow felt worse than hitting record and letting whatever wants to come off her chest come loose.
She takes a deep breath, then: ] I'm not mad that you killed me. I'm mad about how I died. How I felt. I have never felt that shitty in this life.
... What did you want me to say, anyway? That I'm not okay? That it was one of the worst deaths I'd ever experienced? [ which is hahahahah saying something, considering the Capital T Trauma(tm) the third life caused her! ] If it were anyone else, I'd be furious with them, but you- you-! Rrrrgh! [ A strangled noise in frustration. ]
I'm not even mad at you! At all! I've held lifelong grudges for less, killed for less, but I- [ Her voice cracks, as though on the verge of tears. ] I'm just...
[ A long pause, as all the words she feels deep down - powerless. pitiful. a mere plaything forced to start over again and again and again because apparently her lives are so pathetic that she deserved a second, third, fourth, fifth, so on and so forth chance - remain stuck in her throat.
She eventually settles on: ] ... tired. Just. Tired, Evangeline.
[ And after another long pause, filled only with the sound of her heavy breathing, the recording ends. ]
She takes a deep breath, then: ] I'm not mad that you killed me. I'm mad about how I died. How I felt. I have never felt that shitty in this life.
... What did you want me to say, anyway? That I'm not okay? That it was one of the worst deaths I'd ever experienced? [ which is hahahahah saying something, considering the Capital T Trauma(tm) the third life caused her! ] If it were anyone else, I'd be furious with them, but you- you-! Rrrrgh! [ A strangled noise in frustration. ]
I'm not even mad at you! At all! I've held lifelong grudges for less, killed for less, but I- [ Her voice cracks, as though on the verge of tears. ] I'm just...
[ A long pause, as all the words she feels deep down - powerless. pitiful. a mere plaything forced to start over again and again and again because apparently her lives are so pathetic that she deserved a second, third, fourth, fifth, so on and so forth chance - remain stuck in her throat.
She eventually settles on: ] ... tired. Just. Tired, Evangeline.
[ And after another long pause, filled only with the sound of her heavy breathing, the recording ends. ]
[Evangeline wakes up, showers and has breakfast, and then checks her phone.
Oh. Her heart clenches painfully in her chest.]
Jyoti. -You deserve so much better than this.
Oh. Her heart clenches painfully in her chest.]
Jyoti. -You deserve so much better than this.
... I do.
[ But the words are hollow, because what would better even look like? She can't even care about someone without wanting to tear herself to pieces on the inside.
It's agony. Like her heart's at war with every other cell in her body because she wants to love Evangeline. The one who remembered her, missed her, did the seemingly impossible and made her consider believing in hope again, despite nothing else changing in her life and circumstances.
A part of her wishes she could be reincarnated in the next cycle, instead of continuing this life. Leave this heart behind entirely. But she can't. Evangeline would miss her. ]
Delete the other memo. ... please.
[ But the words are hollow, because what would better even look like? She can't even care about someone without wanting to tear herself to pieces on the inside.
It's agony. Like her heart's at war with every other cell in her body because she wants to love Evangeline. The one who remembered her, missed her, did the seemingly impossible and made her consider believing in hope again, despite nothing else changing in her life and circumstances.
A part of her wishes she could be reincarnated in the next cycle, instead of continuing this life. Leave this heart behind entirely. But she can't. Evangeline would miss her. ]
Delete the other memo. ... please.
Okay.
[Of course Jyoti doesn't want a record of her having feelings out there, that's too vulnerable. It's incredible that she expressed them at all, and Evangelie doesn't take that honor lightly. Into the trash it goes.]
Done. I'll do anything you ask if it would help.
[Of course Jyoti doesn't want a record of her having feelings out there, that's too vulnerable. It's incredible that she expressed them at all, and Evangelie doesn't take that honor lightly. Into the trash it goes.]
Done. I'll do anything you ask if it would help.
[ Honestly? She doesn't know if it'll help. It's just as likely to make things worse.
But. ]
... Come over?
But. ]
... Come over?
On my way.
[She has fast travel now, so within five minutes of making herself presentable, she's knocking on Jyoti's door.]
[She has fast travel now, so within five minutes of making herself presentable, she's knocking on Jyoti's door.]
[ Similar to the first time Evangeline stopped by, there's very little time between Jyoti opening the door and Jyoti pulling Evangeline into an embrace. But what differs this time is Jyoti herself, noticeably unpresentable with her pajamas, mussed hair, and lack of makeup.
She doesn't say anything yet - just holds her, and tries not to tremble. ]
She doesn't say anything yet - just holds her, and tries not to tremble. ]
[Evangeline holds Jyoti tightly. If she could squeeze out all her pain and fear, she would in a heartbeat.]
Jyoti…
[She’s sorry, but saying it won’t help.]
Jyoti…
[She’s sorry, but saying it won’t help.]
voice; randomly, sometime after the thread with rodney
splittingheadache
2025-10-18 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Hello, Evangeline. I hope you don't mind me leaving you a message, but I have something I've been mulling over, and I've found myself stuck -
And so I come to you, knowing that your tastes are, as ever, perfect.
Which sounds better? Arba, or Siaion?
Never mind what they mean. All that matters is how they sound.
[The way the first is said is easy enough to guess, though the R is rolled -
The second, though, is pronounced "syai-on".
Strange words from a strange man, and of course he's not even going to explain.]
And so I come to you, knowing that your tastes are, as ever, perfect.
Which sounds better? Arba, or Siaion?
Never mind what they mean. All that matters is how they sound.
[The way the first is said is easy enough to guess, though the R is rolled -
The second, though, is pronounced "syai-on".
Strange words from a strange man, and of course he's not even going to explain.]
Arba or Siaion... I think, devoid of any context, I like Siaion better?
...Are you writing a song?
...Are you writing a song?
Hmhm.
[Just a soft little chuckle, like he's in on a joke that she's not.]
Well, then - good afternoon, Ol Siaion. How are you faring?
[Just a soft little chuckle, like he's in on a joke that she's not.]
Well, then - good afternoon, Ol Siaion. How are you faring?
-I don't know what that means but I have a strong suspicion I'm about to be very flustered.
Oh? You want to know what it means?
Not satisfied by the mystery?
Not satisfied by the mystery?
I'm going to be thinking about it nonstop until I know what it means, so yes.
Hmhm... "Only then do I realize, the windows I gaze upon
Are your eyes, glimmering down upon me like stained glass,
And there is no altar here but you."
My altar. You've chosen well, haven't you?
Are your eyes, glimmering down upon me like stained glass,
And there is no altar here but you."
My altar. You've chosen well, haven't you?
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