forum You'll See Just How Crazy I Can Be (rp with Icefire, feel free to stalk!)

Started July 08, 2020 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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Nik shook his head faintly, tucking his arms almost protectively over his stomach, as if he could erase the scars there. The man rolled his eyes. "Depends on whether you're alright with used goods, I suppose."

Derlik's eyes widened some at Nik's actions, and then narrowed them. He turned, backhanding the man before them with one smooth motion. He was barely holding himself back, keeping up an appearance of humanity for now.
"I don't give a damn how many people he's slept with, and I don't care if he profited off of it or not- it's his own god-damned body, and doesn't fucking affect me."

The man stumbled back, cupping a hand over his jaw. "I was just warning you, what the hell is wrong with you?" he snapped.
Nik was visibly trembling, eyes wide and frightened.

"There's nothing to 'warn' me about, you absolute fuck face." Derlik looked back at Nik, the pieces slowly coming together. He turned back to the man slowly. His eyes were dangerous, deep and cruel. If this man was who he was beginning to believe he was, Derlik had many, many things he wanted to do to him.
"Nik, close your eyes."

Nik closed his eyes, still shaking. The man narrowed his eyes, not liking the look on Derlik's face.

Derlik, once he was sure Nik had listened, stepped forward to the man. A sickly, cruel smile to make his eyes appeared. He didn't want Nik to be afraid of him, but he sure as hell wanted this man to be. He held a finger to his lips, before he began to change. By now, he'd ensured no one would be able to see anything that was happening between the three of them. That was good, seeing as Derlik suddenly towering over the man at a solid twelve feet.

The man stared up at him. "What the hell?" he demanded.

"You really watch who you hurt," Derlik said calmly. He reached out with one hand, grabbing he man's head. It was so large in comparison, it seemed to engulf the small head completely.
"You never know when they might end up in the hands of a god."

"I don't know what you're talking about." he snapped.

Derlik scowled some. With his hand still around the man's head, he just… threw him. He knew the man either didn't know, or didn't care, but he did know the man would soon. He would regret everything, every little thing he'd ever done wrong.

The man shouted as he flew through the air, slamming against a wall and sliding to the ground. He lay there, coughing and wheezing, spitting blood.

Derlik didn't check to see if Nik still had his eyes closed, moving over to where the man was laying. The massive god knelt down, taking the man's chin in thumb and forefinger.
"You're going to be fun…" the god remarked softly, a wicked grin coming to his face.

The man flinched back a little, narrowing his eyes at Derlik. "Why are you doing this?" he demanded, coughing again.

"You hurt Nik." Derlik stood, pulling the man up by the chin and letting him dangle in place.
"And I've taken a liking to the man."

He winced, body twitching faintly. "He's a cheating little whore." he sneered a little.

"I don't give a damn, because he's my cheating little whore." Derlik let his breath wash over the man's face a moment. He was giving his worse curse he could- bonding the man's soul to his body. He wouldn't die. He wouldn't die, no matter what Derlik did.
Like hurling him several hundred feet into the trees.

"What, so your his pimp now?" the man retorted, shouting as he was hurled. He hit the ground hard, bones snapping and a cry of pain tearing from his throat.

Derlik made his way over to the man calmly, kneeling down in front of him once he arrived. He didn't even know if Nik was where the god had left him, his attention solely on this man.
"No, he's my toy. And I don't want anyone hurting him." He reached down, picking the man up calmly.

The man whimpered as he was picked up, in rather immense pain from being hurled like that.

Derlik tucked the man under one arm, turning to head back to where Nik was. As he went back, he began returning to his normal size. Unluckily for the man, however, his size changed with the god's.

Nik was curled in on himself, still shaking and on the edge of tears. The man cried out again.

Derlik covered the man's mouth with one hand, letting him continue to shrink after Derlik had returned to normal. Then, at the size of Derlik's palm, he was shoved into Derlik's pocket.
"Nik," Derlik said softly. He knelt down, gentle with his attention.

Nik flinched faintly, face hidden behind one hand, the other arm wrapped tightly around his stomach

"Nik, he's gone," Derlik promised softly. "He's not going to ever do anything to you again. You're safe, I promise…"

He shook his head faintly. He wasn't safe, though, not really. Maybe safe from Arthur, the ex, but not safe from Derlik. Not safe from him, yet another man that got to have control over Nik's life.

"Nik…" Derlik let out a soft breath. "I'm a god of my word. I'm not going to hurt you." He had no idea how much Nik had seen of what had happened to the ex- he hoped none of it.
Derlik sat down on the ground, to make himself seem less intimidating.

"He said that too." Nik mumbled. "They all did, right up until they decided they could live with hurting a whore, and then it didn't matter anymore."

Derlik let out a breath, noding.
"I… believe me, I understand that you don't trust me. I… well, to put it simply, I don't give a fuck what you've done, what you might think. Hell, I encouraged it myself. What I do know, though, is that I don't want you to get hurt anymore like this." Derlik's eyes flicked down to Nik's stomach a moment.

He shrugged his shoulders faintly, not looking up and not moving, either.

Derlik let out a soft breath.
"Nik…" The god shook his head. They needed to get back, and the god wasn't completely sure how he could help Nik feel better.