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@shadowheart, CW: drugging, med torture, probably proper dead dove all the way down

[nightsung]

[ Just a photo, first: a pretty redhead laid out on a bed, likely recognizable as a girl Saber fucked last night when Shadowheart was on her way back to him, a day of dulled emotions that ended in searing jealousy.

Her eyes are closed, as if in sleep. Dressed, but there are implements lined up on the mattress beside her: scissors, forceps, a bullet extractor, an artificial leech. A large, curved amputation knife. ]

Poor thing came to me with a sore throat and a light fever. Not much for me to fix, is it?

cw kinda emeto mention

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[there's a swell of gluttonous pride when he receives the photo, followed by a quick, passing twinge of emotion previously unknown. unknown to him, saber, but known to his past self henry, known to shadowheart and roza. guilt. his thumb hovers over the screen. his lips twitch and his stomach lurches.

he swallows it down.]

huh

starting to do some experiments on your own. you tryin to impress me?
if you can't fix her make her worse

[nightsung]

Starting to?

I learned how to torture people when I was 8 years old, Saber. I don't need to impress you.

Did you like her tongue or her hands better?

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i didn't see you taking girls away back at saltburnt for shit like this now did i?

is that a trick question?? whatever i liked her tongue
send more pics :)

cw torture + self-harm

[nightsung]

[ She does, after a few minutes. A short series of them: Saber's lighter purloined from his nightstand, Shadowheart's lips with a lit cigarette between them. Then her fingers coaxing the girl's mouth open, forceps clamped around her tongue to pull it forward. The lighter's flame held steady to the tip of it, burning. ]

Just getting warmed up. Seeing if you felt that the way I did.

[ It comes and goes, the physical mirroring. More intense when they share space, but sometimes when she's away from Saber she still feels the way he feels when he has his cock in another girl's mouth, buried in some tight cunt.

Shadowheart feels all of her patients' injuries, when she hurts them. The healing will come, too, but for now her tongue feels thick in her mouth, stinging around the wet paper of the filter as she waits. ]

please do not perceive this timestamp, cw misogyny idk bro why read this at all

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[to him, this is one big experiment, more than what she's doing now– shadowheart diving deeper into the big black hole that makes up saber, with or without her past skills. she's here now, sending him photos now, and his breath catches in his throat when the forceps grasp the poor girl's tongue. poor. he's never thought of a girl as poor in his life, except for now, same as before, isn't it? living in the now with shadowheart is like living in the worst and best place he's ever been.]

you know i did

[in more ways than one. he sticks out his tongue, presses his finger to it as a test. he knows the swelling isn't there, but it echoes through him as shadowheart continues.]

hey how about you just call me? gotta be tough with the tools you keep having to put down
you never answered me by the way. tell me why you're doin' this and i'll give you a reward better than whatever tony and strange are giving
do they know you're up to this? i bet they can feel it