Linky's Fics
Loyal Mutt
Fandom: Kamen Rider Gotchard
Character(s) and/or Pairing(s): Lachesis/Shiori
Rating: T
Word Count: 584
Contents: Femslash, Unhealthy Relationship, Churches & Cathedrals, Drowning, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Toxic Yuri, Comment Fic, Prompt Fic
Notes: Well I actually have one more fic to end off Femslash February! XD I was browsing through the Bring Her Bleeding Heart to Me meme and my friend left a prompt that really inspired me: "any - any/any - evil sexy baptism, cross this with drowning someone and i would actually go insane".
I remembered that scene where Lachesis dresses as a nun, so I had to. I've never written Shiori before so this was a fun exercise to try out that character. Originally posted on 2025-02-28.
Summary: Lachesis requests an audience with Shiori.
Also On: Ao3, Dreamwidth
The room was dark except for the light that shimmered through the glass windows. It was cold, but a different type of chill struck through Shiori’s body. Not one from the frigid air of the church, but from the figure who stood in front of her.
She did not expect Lachesis to desire to have an audience with her today, especially in a place like this— but who was she to refuse the wishes of someone she idolized? Adored, even. It was hard to believe she was sharing the space air as Lachesis right now. For her to want to see her? It was an honor beyond measure.
Shiori was at her beck and call. A tool to further Lachesis and her sisters’ plans to open the door of darkness. A role she happily accepted. It was her true calling.
“Lachesis-sama…” She looked up to her as her own hands trembled.
“Come over here.”
As she walked closer, through the darkness she saw Lachesis donning a nun’s outfit. She stood next to the baptismal font, and Shirori glanced at the water inside. Small strips of light from the windows shone across. Decorating the holy water inside.
Shiori could feel the trembling that started within her hands begin to flow into her entire body. It was exhilarating to be so close to Lachesis.
Was this what others felt when they felt so close to their chosen God?
“Such a loyal mutt…” Lachesis smirked as a hand slid onto Shiori’s cheek. She could feel the girl shiver as she praised her. “Should I reward you for your continued devotion?” Lachesis leaned in close to Shiori, their lips almost touching. And Shiori could feel her breath against her skin.
Lachesis was blinded by the shimmer that grew within Shiori’s eyes.
Disgusting.
With a swift grip to her hair, Lachesis shoved Shiori’s face into the basin of holy water as deep as she could. It was thrilling to see her body squirm and struggle. Her laugh echoed throughout the room.
“You think you deserve a reward from me? You lowly humans are all the same!” She pressed Shiori’s face harder. Who felt the cold metal within the basin press hard into her nose, and crack the lens of her glasses.
It hurt. It hurt. She could barely breathe as the water enveloped her. As she drowned, the many years of her dedication to this very cause flashed right before her.
Was this the end?
And yet, so much of Shiori was utterly delighted all the same. To her this treatment was the reward. To be treated so coldly, like nothing but a mere tool… She expected no less from the glorious Lachesis.
Lachesis chuckled darkly before she yanked Shiori out of the basin and threw her onto the ground. Who coughed violently as she gasped for air. Her cracked glasses fell into her lap, as Lachesis sneered down at her from atop the altar.
“You may leave now, mutt.” Lachesis turned away, looking up to the stained glass windows above. “The sight of you disgusts me.”
Shiori put on her glasses. The lens was cracked on one eye, distorting her vision. But it was better than seeing with no glasses on at all. “As you wish.” She bowed, still in awe of the presence of her idol, her goddess. And the fact she even touched her, and acknowledged her presence at all. “Thank you.”
She couldn’t see it, but Lachesis’ lip quirked. Amused by her ever loyal dog.