When Your Laughter Starts to Fade Away (TotA, Arietta/Mieu, R) 1/1
I highly doubt I'll actually crosspost this. But kill_me_faster? Take back the Arietta and Mieu muses NOW.
Title: When Your Laughter Starts to Fade Away
Author: Spinny Roses
Fandom: Tales of the Abyss
Rating: R
Warnings: Bestiality (Arietta/Mieu), torture
Spoilers: Arietta's past and Hod
Disclaimer: Don't own. Title from "Waltz" by Amanda Rogers.
Note: All blame goes to kill_me_faster. I hope this fulfills the "serious and bloody Mieu!pairing" prompt.
Summary: "But you made them paths and you let them to Mommy." Her hand shook, and she threw the Sorcerer's Ring down. "You killed Mommy!"
When Your Laughter Starts to Fade Away
By Spinny Roses
She smelled like ligars.
Mieu looked up mournfully, watching the girl study the Sorcerer's Ring. Her fingers traced one of the fonic symbols, her eyes narrowing. He mieued pitifully, one blood caked ear moving painfully. The girl, Arietta the Wild, just lifted her eyes from the Ring.
"It hurts?" she asked, her gaze studying the cuts she had inflicted. "Good. You killed Mommy."
"Mieeeeu," he whined, unconsciously trying to wash the blood off one paw. "Mieu, mieu mieu mieu."
She shook her head, one hand gripping her stained doll. "You led them to Mommy's lair. They wouldn't have been able to make it there, not humans. But you made them paths and you let them to Mommy." Her hand shook, and she threw the Sorcerer's Ring down. "You killed Mommy!"
Mieu shrank away, eyes flicking to the closed door. The others, his Master and his friends, had been taken away by the one that looked like Master. But they were going to break out soon and rescue him. They always did. They'd come.
Arietta grabbed him by one ear, tightening her grasp as he mieued frantically. "Look at me! You look at me when I'm talking! You killed Mommy, don't you understand that? You killed my family. My last family!" She shook him, then threw him across the room.
With a sick sounding thump, his little back hit the wall. Another thump, and he was staring at floorboards. Little black shoes, human casings over an inhuman scent, filled his vision. Wiggling slightly, he managed to roll over far enough to see her face. One hand reached down, scooping him up with frightening gentleness. Her fingers traced each cut, and she took joy in each pained mieu he made.
Joy, and something else. His nose twitched at the new underlying scent, and he sneezed when she tapped it gently. Her fingers drew long and frightening lines down his belly. Mieu tried to shrink away from the touch, or at least keep her deadly fingers away from delicate skin. But instead, her fingers went lower, until they hovered over his developing genitalia. "M-mieu!"
She was in heat. Mieu tried to get up, to get away from this girl. She grabbed his head instead, grip a little too hard. "Wouldn't you do anything to make up for it? You've killed a lot of my friends, you and your cheagle fire. Don't you want to make up for it?"
"M-m-mieu... Mieu, mieu mieu mieu!"
She ignored that and picked him up by his head. "You want to make up for it." Her claws dug deeper, fresh blood winding its way through his fur. "No one else here knows. They won't."
There was a crash, another one. Mieu had lost count of how many times he had heard that, hoping it was Master coming to rescue him. His hopes stirred slightly, but remained down. This girl, this ligar in a human body, would tear him apart if she tried to mate with him. And by the little smile on her face, by the clawed touches across his lips and down his body, she knew it too.
Title: When Your Laughter Starts to Fade Away
Author: Spinny Roses
Fandom: Tales of the Abyss
Rating: R
Warnings: Bestiality (Arietta/Mieu), torture
Spoilers: Arietta's past and Hod
Disclaimer: Don't own. Title from "Waltz" by Amanda Rogers.
Note: All blame goes to kill_me_faster. I hope this fulfills the "serious and bloody Mieu!pairing" prompt.
Summary: "But you made them paths and you let them to Mommy." Her hand shook, and she threw the Sorcerer's Ring down. "You killed Mommy!"
When Your Laughter Starts to Fade Away
By Spinny Roses
She smelled like ligars.
Mieu looked up mournfully, watching the girl study the Sorcerer's Ring. Her fingers traced one of the fonic symbols, her eyes narrowing. He mieued pitifully, one blood caked ear moving painfully. The girl, Arietta the Wild, just lifted her eyes from the Ring.
"It hurts?" she asked, her gaze studying the cuts she had inflicted. "Good. You killed Mommy."
"Mieeeeu," he whined, unconsciously trying to wash the blood off one paw. "Mieu, mieu mieu mieu."
She shook her head, one hand gripping her stained doll. "You led them to Mommy's lair. They wouldn't have been able to make it there, not humans. But you made them paths and you let them to Mommy." Her hand shook, and she threw the Sorcerer's Ring down. "You killed Mommy!"
Mieu shrank away, eyes flicking to the closed door. The others, his Master and his friends, had been taken away by the one that looked like Master. But they were going to break out soon and rescue him. They always did. They'd come.
Arietta grabbed him by one ear, tightening her grasp as he mieued frantically. "Look at me! You look at me when I'm talking! You killed Mommy, don't you understand that? You killed my family. My last family!" She shook him, then threw him across the room.
With a sick sounding thump, his little back hit the wall. Another thump, and he was staring at floorboards. Little black shoes, human casings over an inhuman scent, filled his vision. Wiggling slightly, he managed to roll over far enough to see her face. One hand reached down, scooping him up with frightening gentleness. Her fingers traced each cut, and she took joy in each pained mieu he made.
Joy, and something else. His nose twitched at the new underlying scent, and he sneezed when she tapped it gently. Her fingers drew long and frightening lines down his belly. Mieu tried to shrink away from the touch, or at least keep her deadly fingers away from delicate skin. But instead, her fingers went lower, until they hovered over his developing genitalia. "M-mieu!"
She was in heat. Mieu tried to get up, to get away from this girl. She grabbed his head instead, grip a little too hard. "Wouldn't you do anything to make up for it? You've killed a lot of my friends, you and your cheagle fire. Don't you want to make up for it?"
"M-m-mieu... Mieu, mieu mieu mieu!"
She ignored that and picked him up by his head. "You want to make up for it." Her claws dug deeper, fresh blood winding its way through his fur. "No one else here knows. They won't."
There was a crash, another one. Mieu had lost count of how many times he had heard that, hoping it was Master coming to rescue him. His hopes stirred slightly, but remained down. This girl, this ligar in a human body, would tear him apart if she tried to mate with him. And by the little smile on her face, by the clawed touches across his lips and down his body, she knew it too.