Forge runs hot with hellfire

“Almost done, just got to sharpen them and they’re good to go.” Rex said as he finished sharpening a sword and started on a spear. “You know, if you’re worried about the old ones breaking, maybe you should get on your guards asses on takin care of their weapons. Speaking of weapons-” He took a brief moment to point the wooden end of the spear at her.

 “You still haven’t asked me to make you anything, breaks my heart you know.” That last part was a joke but he was curious to know why.

“It’s not like that.” The princess replied with a roll of her eyes. “When I say they’re old, I mean old. Routine maintenance can only do so much before age catches up to them.”

“It’s a sort of greetings I guess? Seen a couple of humans use it, figured I try something new and fresh.” The demon chuckled as rubbed the back of his head embarrassed. 

     silent / action starters || accepting

     she stared at the other rather confused with the motion that was directed towards her.  a tilt of the head even, she brought up a finger to scratch her cheek as she just stared. 

(a mix, for either a serious throw-down or a friendly spar)

“Fine, I accept your challange!”

“Sorry but I won’t take it easy, not even with you.”

“There will be no mercy.“

“Power without idea isn’t justice.“

“Just give up already.”

“You know what will happen if you lose…”

“What?! B-but, how?!”

“I have awaited this day, for too long.”

“Is there no other way?“

“Go ahead and struggle!”

“Over already?“

“Do you want to die that badly?“

“This may be worthwhile after all.”

“Hm? I guess that was too much…“

“Don’t push yourself, Training will do no good with a broken limb.”

“Is something distracting you?”

“You’ve got some guts… for a fool.“

“Is this the best you can do?”

“I’ll play with you for a little while.“

“You haven’t progressed at all. Focus.”

“Damn… I messed up.“

“You keep slipping up. You’re making easy mistakes.”

“It’s training now, but soon it could be a life or death situation.”

“Nothing will come of hate.“

“You can’t fight this with strength alone.”

“You’re wasting my time.”

“You still have a lot to learn.”

“That’s two out of three that I’ve gotten the upper hand.”

“You need to take this more seriously!”

“You’re still too weak.”

“Beg for mercy before me!“

“I didn’t mean to hurt you…”

“Kneel before me.”

“There won’t be anything left of you when I’m done.”

“I’ll make you regret ever crossing me.”

“Know your place.”

“You and me. Let’s go.”

“A fight with me is too dangerous.”

“You don’t know what you’re getting into.”

“Fine, you asked for it.”

“This should be easy.”

“So, you wanna fight?”

“Just to let you know, I’ve never lost a fight.”

“This is the end for you!”

“Feisty one, eh? Not bad.”

“Not bad, but you can do better.”

“I’m not here to play with you.”

“I’ve got you pinned.”

“You could hardly stand, it’s over.”

“There, are you satisfied now?”

“You really thought you could win? How cute.“

“This place, will be your grave.”

“Your suffering will be over in a moment.”

“Did you really expect me, to yield to the likes of you?”

“Mark my words… I will kill you and I’ll be after your friends next.”

“Hmph. You don’t change much, do you?“

“I’ll wipe that grin off your face.”

“Defeat me and ‘maybe’ I’ll tell you where your friend is.”

“It wasn’t a question, you need to take a break. We’ve been going at it for hours.”

“I’m telling you, there’s no chance of you beating me.”

“Look dollface, I don’t have time to play.”

“Just cause you’re cute, I’ll take it easy on you.”

“I’ll fight with one hand behind my back, see? Swing away.”

“You’re really cute when you’re mad.”

“Good, you’re holding up well.”

“Don’t get distracted, not even for a moment. Don’t avert your eyes.”

“Push yourself beyond your limits.”

“Your shoulders are tense. Don’t overthink it. Loosen up.”

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

sentences from amrit brar’s shitty horoscopes series. you may adjust as needed.

BOOK I: SUCH TERRIBLE THINGS

❛ holy fucking shit. just. holy shit. what the fuck. ❜

❛ nobody really knows the nuances of what you get up to in your spare time, and honestly they’re probably better off that way. ❜

❛ busy yourself with the affairs of the living, for once.. ❜

❛ the answer is no. ❜

❛ ohhh boy. you. fuck you. yes, you specifically. ❜

❛ delete your search history. ❜

❛ please practice blinking as others can be unsettled by your inhuman ability to maintain an unbreakable stare during casual conversation. ❜

❛ what did you ever do to deserve this? in all probability, something terrible. ❜

❛ you are a crayon. get out of the toolbox. ❜

❛ none will love the butcher. don’t take it too personally. ❜

❛ some relationships, like warts, can be handled with the tactful application of liquid nitrogen. ❜

❛ take a long shower. wash your hair. wash the clothes you were wearing. wash the memories from your mind and body. ❜

BOOK II: ANGER

❛ frostbite is considerably difficult to heal from. ❜

❛ there is poetry in brutal efficiency. ❜

❛ HELLFIRE HELLFIRE HELLIRE. ❜

❛ people would take your raging far more seriously if you weren’t crying the entire time. ❜

❛ what made you so vindictive? ❜

❛ some bodies may be temples, but all are ruins at your feet. ❜

❛ your contempt will always taste like grief. ❜

❛ in the process your body is subsumed piece by piece. ❜

❛ you are the bone-deep fury of an abscessed tooth. ❜

❛ you are notorious for rubbing salt in the wound. cheap vodka in the wound. battery acid in the wound! ❜

❛ vehicular arson is not the answer. ❜

❛ hate is a verb. ❜

BOOK III: PETTY EXISTENTIAL CRISES

❛ the sooner you accept your impending expiration, the sooner you can stop trying to swallow the sun. ❜

❛ embrace the inevitable. snuggle with the inevitable. take the inevitable out to a nice, candle-lit dinner. ❜

❛ there are forces outside of your control. most of them don’t care for you. ❜

❛ when it all goes to hell just remember it’s what’s inside that counts (though many would not find you very appetizing). ❜

❛ not all things have significance, which is scary. the things you overlooked tend to have the most, which is scarier. ❜

❛ your teeth are only porcelain, your ribcage simply glass. like all delicate things, they can know no permanence. ❜

❛ in time you’ll learn that “just” and “right” only mean the same thing when they’re coming from very specific people. please don’t cry. ❜

❛ you may not want to change, but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway. ❜

❛ sometimes we put our hearts in the wrong places (what the fuck is it going between your teeth). ❜

❛ nothing can stay. ❜

❛ you can put all the flowers in your mouth that you fucking want, but dying is dying and rot is rot. ❜

❛ loneliness is the fracture that never heals quite right. ❜

BOOK IV: RESOLUTIONS

❛ lay them to rest. ❜

❛ they are there, hovering nervously. you will watch the skies. you will wait. ❜

❛ eat the other. ❜

❛ there will be scrapes and sutures: viciousness and victory. ❜

❛ no loose ends. ❜

❛ a cacophony of awe and joy and terror. ❜

❛ an eye for an eye. a tooth for a tooth. a knife for the ribs. ❜

❛ you will not be swayed by the morally destitute. ❜

❛ decay will feed the bloom. ❜

❛ devour death like crows, for all the feathers between your teeth. ❜

❛ twisting/screaming/uncompromising. every inch. every iota. ❜

❛ once, answers were found in mouths, bathtubs, and bottles. this time around, get inventive. ❜

BOOK VI: AFTER THE FALL

❛ lies you have told yourself: your humanity is the largest burden you will bear. ❜

❛ decorating your meltdowns is all well and good, but a trainwreck is a trainwreck and it might be time to get a paramedic. ❜

❛ they tell you “there i nothing to fear but fear itself,” but you have seen yourself in the mirror. ❜

❛ you may have been gutted but you mouth is soft, your tongue is silver, and your teeth are gemstones cut to size. ❜

❛ it’s less like biting off more than you can chew, and more like dislocating your jaw. ❜

❛ even spectres can tire. ❜

❛ seeing yourself for who you really are would be great if you knew where to start looking. ❜

❛ it pays to kill with kindness when you’re your own worst enemy. ❜

❛ you’re only armed to the teeth because you’re more brittle than you’d care to admit. ❜

❛ your ego cannot afford cremation or caskets. ❜

❛ frequent tastes of your own medicine can get poisonous real quick. ❜

❛ self reflection is important! whether you like what you see is up for debate. whether it can be contained in a dark basement is another matter entirely. ❜

BOOK VII: MAGICK

❛ you are a quiet god, and your hunger is cavernous. ❜

❛ at times your body is simply a prison laid in gold. ❜

❛ death, dust, party, repeat. ❜

❛ devour the monsters and you can call any place home. ❜

❛ you’re only as lucky as your expectations are low. ❜

❛ worse than having too many secrets is having no secrets at all. ❜

❛ if seeing is believing you might be in some trouble. ❜

❛ suspend belief. expel fear. throw reason into a frigid cell, never to be seen again. ❜

❛ killing the monsters is the easy bit. it’s finding them that’s the hard part. ❜

❛ there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters. ❜

❛ a mouthful of ashes bested by a life of smoke and mirrors. ❜

The demon just got comfortable in his chair while Tanya went on her rant, she wasn’t wrong of course, but, felt a need to push her buttons a little further. “Oh, the corporate? I’ll be honest with you, complete and utter BS. Shit I came up with like 80 years ago to get people in similar… ‘situations’ such as yourself to talk.” He then proceeded to take the file he had given her and burn it.

“However, there is truth in what I said, I go around and make sure that these stupid gods don’t get in the way of or hinder humanities progress. Humans need not gods too hold their hands. Beings like the one you call X see humanity as nothing more than batteries.” The demon stood up walking towards the door. “Now for… ‘compensation’ for answering my questions I can either pull a few strings send you back to your japan every now and then after I’ve conclude my business with these gods or…”

He turned back to face Tanya with a devious smile on his face “We can play the long game, when  X comes for you I’ll be there ready to give you his head on a plate if you so wished it.”

“Tch.”

Tanya really urged herself to not pull out her gun and just gun him down for that but she restrained herself. It would not be prudent in a otherwise civil conversation that only serves the fact that she got emotionally manipulated like this. With that she would take in a deep breath and sighed. Still frowning despite regaining her composure.

“What’s your point.” Tanya remarked. “That is assuming you even know who Being X is and frankly. I find that the least likely thing to believe that would come out of your mouth. However, you somehow know me. The 40 year old me that I do not want to come out. So let’s see what you are offering.” It was then that Tanya continued to listen, keeping herself stoned faced as it went on. Although she admits she is a bit skeptical to a lot of this.

But then again she is always skeptical.

“As much as I want to visit Japan. I heard it along with the rest of the planet aren’t exactly…doing too well. I would like to avoid being in a pandemic thank you very much…” 

How Tanya would know this is left only to her or perhaps she just picked that up during her days in Isekai school. Who knows.

“However, I do hope you realize this means that I’ll be popping in now and again until you die.” He says in a cheery tune. “In fact I might throw myself into being a Requisitions Officer for The Empire~. Maybe even help that... what’s his name? Dr. Schugel? With some new toys!” The demon laughed as he left Tanyas’ office. He joked of course about the later but she didn’t need to know that.

“I know plenty about you Tanya, worked at a HR Department in a Japanese Company. Killed by the man you fired. Then sent to this world by a Deity after a argument of sorts. They’re many eyes in the world Tanya, someone is always watching. You see, technically speaking, I’m the man that corporate sends when a location or someone is… underperforming or does something outside their boundaries.” 

The demon opened a tiny portal, pulling out a file, handing it too Tanya. Inside the file was a ongoing investigation in: abuse of power, manipulation of humanity, and continued neglect of something called ‘The True Nature’.

“Now please Miss Degurechaff answer my question.”

Tanya immediately did not like this man already. He knew things she did not want anyone…anyone at all know.

She knew her former life. Her former existence as a mere HR manager at a game company. Someone who fancies themself as someone that denies all religion and favor what is in front of them, logically of course. Then came someone like Being X to just outright deny her a modest but comfortable existence and for what? Because she was doing her job? So called gods have some nerve telling people what to do. Now this person here somehow managing to know this much about her. What makes her believe this person would not just outright tell everyone else? 

His knowledge of her alone is greater threat to her than even Mary right now.

“I fired him because he was irresponsible, a poor worker and has been missing work. I even did him a favor be giving him job references and what does that asshat do? Push me off the bloody edge onto a fucking train! Do you have ANY inkling of how good my life could have been because of Being X? Do you? I do not expect pity but know that I WAS DOING MY JOB.” 

Tanya growled at the other, she would just outright shoot the man but she would not give this person the satisfaction that she was wrong in any of this. It was then that she calmed down.

“You really want to know about Being X don’t you? What else is there to say? He calls himself a god? But to me, they are just some fool that hid himself from my eyes when I was remade in this world. This…so called GOD….wants me to believe in that..thing. Can you believe that crap? Me? A born atheist forced to believe that man’s destiny is to be woven and manipulated by the whims of some god and let me tell you. I lead my own destiny and despite what any of you think…at least I did so by my own two hands..”

Tanya then narrows her eyes at the other.

“However, there is truth in what I said, I go around and make sure that these stupid gods don’t get in the way of or hinder humanities progress. Humans need not gods too hold their hands. Beings like the one you call X see humanity as nothing more than batteries.” The demon stood up walking towards the door. “Now for... ‘compensation’ for answering my questions I can either pull a few strings send you back to your japan every now and then after I’ve conclude my business with these gods or...”

“Excellent! Might I say, you’ve done a fantastic job so far even with the cards stacked against you.” He said with a smile. A genuine compliment from the demon, a rare sight indeed.

The light-hearted demeanor of Rex was rather sort lived however when he went to ask the first question. “Tell me, what do you know about the thing that brought you here? The conversation you had with it when your previous life ended?”

“Stacked against me? You understand that I am plainly humoring you and your questions. But interpret that if you wish.” Tanya remained unphased by all of this. He sounded like it was a threat. No, she has seen worse situations.

Her eyes narrowed as she listened. Sighing, that touched a serious nerve. This only makes her more than curious as to how this one, knew.

The demon opened a tiny portal, pulling out a file, handing it too Tanya. Inside the file was a ongoing investigation in: abuse of power, manipulation of humanity, and continued neglect of something called ‘The True Nature’.

“More out of common Interest than curiosity Miss Degurechaff.” The demon gave a cordial bow before taking a seat. “My name is Xer Vyvorant Phlegethon, but please call me Rex, and as for the reason why I’m here-” He removed the sunglasses which hid his red demonic eyes. “I know who you are and what brought you here to this world and, if you wouldn’t mind, would like for you to answer some questions for me.”

“Common interest huh? You don’t say.”

Tanya crossed her arms while listening in. Well he got her attention, may as well listen to what this man has to say after all. She would of course end up taking a sip of her own coffee while staring at him silently.