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Happy New Year 🎆🍀

[marksofwoe]

Pinnacle of Romance ~~~~

#idk what to tag this but this is legit #all spardas got this gene #can and WILL kill 4 bae

[marksofwoe]

@embersrevived​  @tenebris-auguratricis​

"Have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state?" - (@embersrevived, djinn!verse, hope it's all right to send in this more ancient meme haha ^^") 

“Suppose I can’t say I’ve known a wounded creature that doesn’t bite-” though strange a creature of this origin would bite nonetheless; or, so the stories of old would have one believe. ‘Myths twisted by man’, Griffon insists, perched besides V where neither of them make any movement forward, or else. ‘You just can’t trust those much, V; Look where that book of yours landed yo-’ The bird squawks nosily, having looked over to the man and his more-than-disapproving glare. Chirping, in lieu, and ruffling feathers as though he weren’t just murmuring trash-talk....

V takes the moment to approach, though the distance is kept somewhat-respectful. “I’m not that kind of demon. Though I can’t help but wonder what causes yours to end up in this state.... if you don’t mind telling a stranger, that is.“

#verse ; undetermined #embersrevived #tenebris-auguratricis #{ I'm sorry I'm so late with it!!! #Let me know if this is okay #unfortunately I can't track down the meme this is from #sorry about that! #but yes ofc it's okay to use old memes!!!

[marksofwoe]

Hélène Cixous, from The Selected Plays of Hélène Cixous; "The Perjured City"

Text ID: Am I not already a shadow of myself?

#𝐸𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝐺𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑦 & 𝐸𝑓𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑦 ⁛ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 ⁛ #{ wheeze #a muppet of his former self AS:LDALKJ

[marksofwoe]

The Undeserved Gift:

“….Riiight.” Though, the blank look on Nero’s face betrays plenty of how little in the conversation is truly grasped. Perhaps, indeed, starting over is in everybody’s best interests. “Okay, sure–hit me again. Take it from the top.”

“I did not mean to infer anything unsubstantial,” though rambling is wont to be. Essentially understood by the rambler, somehow seeing through the thick of it all towards the clarity beyond it. An understanding that is loose and lost, for a moment, as V takes some few deeper breaths to even out the frustration. Of course Nero wouldn’t catch it, between shoptalk speech and an answer even V cannot drum up. He has not taught Nero this. Not yet, at least.

“What I am aiming for, essentially, is utilizing the alchemy I know to derive some kind of pathway towards understanding who she were - and where - your mother came from. I already exhausted normal man-made research, and using your DNA complicates it, due to the demonic heritage. But I have not been able to subtract much information from what little... exists.”

#𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑹𝒆𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝐻𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑈𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑟 || 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 || #devilsworn #{ talks of mom maybe weh #cause he's just WEEH!!

[marksofwoe]

mythsought​:

@marksofwoe​ asked: ‘ death is one of the senses ’ || IDR THE MEME LMAO

“For those of us that never die, perhaps. There are all too many deaths that have overcome my senses, even in the void of the ones I used to have. Death became indeed its very own sense, by virtue. And you, that lived out your earliest days as a thing dying, would understand that better than anyone. How likened we are, and how different…” And how beautiful they have long thought the idea; how long it has been since finding themselves in someone else after all, and how quaint to find it here, of all places. As it often does in V’s company, a strange joy stirs in Ophir’s chest, fills them all the way to the whiskey colour of their wandering eyes as they look the other up and down. Pallor and ink-whorls and spring eyes and all–with his lips full of smiles as they are with talk of death, laughably at odds, and laugh Ophir does as they lean their cheek into one gloved hand, quietly amused.

“I have been mortal and some part of me is mortal yet…” Words not their own, but words V might recognise. Certainly, the habit of speaking someone else’s words at least will be.

“That small and mortal part of us is the sense of death. Is that what you mean?”

“A shame to me that you have; though... for your position, I could not fathom a life in which you wouldn’t. Had I been pureblood, I would not doubt for a moment it would be an entirely shared fate to know it.” And especially of one’s years, stretching over far past stars -- as V imagines -- there seems no end with history’s violence which would ensure this. The books and tomes and variant documentation is one thing. To have been there... Still, a smile cannot be denied. A little bit of solace in the notion of kinship, but nonetheless dour in that they wear it at all. The thought is luring towards many a roads but, the beginning of that quote does steer him back, almost giddily, smiling broader where his face had dipped in the crook of his arm.

“’I am full of tears and hunger and the fear of death, although I cannot weep, and I want nothing, and I cannot die.’ ...how unbecoming those words are, coming from Lady Nyx’s own lips.” V just snickers, swirling his one hard cider with another swallow, looking away, “I think so. I once felt a great relief in death. That release so profound it itself became my crucible. A tale I’ve told before, though in this bares repeating mildly. Which begs the question of yours... Do you feel it? That ever so often, be it stress, mildness of the mundane or loneliness -- that there needs be a kind of release just the same? Like reincarnation, almost...” Far be it from he, still, not to try a glance towards those eyes that remind him so much of Boulder Opals or Brown Moonstones. ...even if he must bow his head and laugh again.

#mythsought #{ probably also what happened when i sent the meme ngl #you just kinda let them take the wheelies #tho i suppose pre-relationship as it feels SO HAVE SOME PINING LMAO #tho which period idk #early i guess?

[marksofwoe]

STAYING THE NIGHT PROMPTS

❝  don’t be ridiculous,  there’s enough room on this bed for both of us. ❞ 

❝  please stay.  i don’t think i can be alone tonight.  ❞

❝  i’m staying,  okay?  you don’t have to be alone tonight. ❞

❝  you shouldn’t be alone right now.  i’ll take the couch,  it’ll be fine.  ❞

❝  will you sleep with me?  i know how that sounds i just mean—  i feel safe when you’re there.  ❞

❝  i’ll be here the whole night okay?  nothing will get to you while i’m here.  ❞

❝  wait— have you been here all night?  ❞

❝  i thought you went home after i went to bed.  you didn’t have to do that— you could’ve at least joined me in bed that couch is shit for sleeping on.  ❞

❝  can i stay with you tonight?  i don’t wanna go home yet.  ❞

❝  it’s late,  you might as well just stay here.  ❞

❝  can you just…stay here?  and hold me.  ❞

❝  i know this might sound weird but,  do you wanna stay over?  i guess ‘sleepover’ sounds kind of childish but.  i think it’d be nice.  ❞

❝  i’m not expecting anything,  i just,  thought it’d be nice to keep you company tonight. ❞

❝  i don’t have nightmares when you’re there.  ❞

❝  i get you’re doing the whole protective thing— and i appreciate it.  i do,  but there’s no reason for you to stay awake all night.  might as well come to bed.  ❞

❝  thank you for staying.  it just gets so lonely at night sometimes.  ❞

❝  i don’t want you to be alone tonight and honestly,  i don’t really wanna be alone either.  ❞

❝  do you wanna stay with me tonight?  ❞

❝  stay,  please.  ❞

❝  i’ll stay.  ❞

❝  i’m staying.  ❞

❝  i’m staying.  end of discussion.  you gotta learn to let people take care of you.  ❞

❝  i’m not ready to say goodbye yet.  ❞

❝  i don’t wanna have to say goodnight.  ❞

❝  honestly i can’t sleep,  so if you wanna stay up with me?  ❞

❝  i don’t sleep a lot either these days.  we can be insomniacs together.  ❞

❝  well,  i can think of some ways to wear you out.  ❞

❝  if you can’t sleep,  there are other things we could do.  ❞

❝  i’d rather fuck than stare at the ceiling counting sheep to be honest.  ❞

❝  it doesn’t have to mean anything,  i just don’t wanna feel lonely tonight.  and i want to feel good for once.  ❞

❝  please don’t go—  i need.  i need someone—  i need you.  ❞

❝  the night doesn’t have to end here,  you know.  ❞

❝  i like it when you’re here.  so stay.  please?  ❞

❝  you’re just as lonely as i am.  might as well be lonely together.  ❞

❝  you can stay but i’m not letting you sleep on that couch.  ❞

❝  chivalry is overrated,  get in my bed.  ❞

❝  you’re clearly exhausted.  you can go in the morning.  ❞

❝  you don’t have to pretend to be fine,  if you need me to stay i will.  ❞

❝  when i said i wanted everyone to leave me alone i didn’t mean you.  i can’t handle everyone else right now but you…you’re different.  ❞

❝  you need someone right now.  and i’m the one that’s here.  let me be what you need.  ❞

SCENARIOS

[ GUARDED ]  sender insists on staying the night to keep watch over receiver who has been in some kind of danger. 

[ GUARDING ]  receiver insists on staying the night to keep watch over sender who has been in some kind of danger. 

[ UNEXPECTED ]  one muse stays the night to keep an eye on the other after something traumatic and they end up having comfort sex.

[ CONSOLE ]  sender asks receiver to stay the night because they don’t want to be alone and they end up cuddling.  

[ CONSOLED ]  receiver asks sender to stay the night because they don’t want to be alone and they end up cuddling. 

[ ACCIDENT ]  sender winds up staying at receiver’s house all night because receiver fell asleep against them/in their lap and they didn’t have the heart to wake them. 

[ UNPLANNED ]  receiver winds up staying at sender’s house all night because sender fell asleep against them/in their lap and they didn’t have the heart to wake them. 

[ STAY ]  sender is carrying receiver to bed because they fell asleep somewhere else but when they start to walk away,  receiver grabs their hand so sender joins them in bed. 

[ STAYING ]  receiver is carrying sender to bed because they fell asleep somewhere else but when they start to walk away,  sender grabs their hand so receiver joins them in bed. 

[ APPROACHED ]  sender is staying with receiver for safety and asks if they can sleep in their bed with them. 

[ APPROACH ]  receiver is staying with sender for safety and asks if they can sleep in their bed with them. 

[ SHARE ]  sender is unexpectedly staying with receiver overnight,  receiver insisted sender sleep on the bed while they take the floor but sender winds up insisting they join them in bed. 

[ SHARED ]  receiver is unexpectedly staying with sender overnight,  sender insisted receiver sleep on the bed while they take the floor but receiver winds up insisting they join them in bed. 

[ FOUND ]  sender is staying with receiver who had them take the bed while receiver takes the couch.  in the middle of the night,  sender goes out to join receiver on the couch because they don’t want to sleep alone. 

[ FIND ]  receiver is staying with sender who had them take the bed while sender takes the couch.  in the middle of the night,  receiver goes out to join sender on the couch because they don’t want to sleep alone. 

[ DISCOVERED ]  receiver wakes up in the morning to find sender asleep on their couch because sender was watching over them. 

[ HAVEN ]  receiver wakes up in the morning to find sender asleep on their couch because sender felt safer with them. 

[ WEARY ]  sender cries themselves to sleep in receiver’s arms. 

[ TIRED ]  receiver cries themselves to sleep in sender’s arms. 

[ PROPOSITION ]  one or both muse(s) are having trouble sleeping so they have sex to pass the time. 

[ PURPOSE ]  one muse can’t sleep so the other initiates sex to wear them out. 

[ TRAPPED ]  one muse ends up staying the night with the other due to a storm. 

[ KEEP ]  sender fell asleep on receiver and when receiver tries to get up,  sender whines so they stay put.  

#Prompts & thread inspo

[marksofwoe]

Thank you, Nero.

#𝑵𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓 ; 𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑜𝑓 𝑀𝑒 || 𝔑𝔢𝔯𝔬 || #devilsworn #𝑆𝑜𝑢𝑙-𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑮𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝐺𝑜𝑙𝑑 || 𝔇𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢 || #devilxhunted #{ one of my favorite edits q.q

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 Rai-Rai the Tekno Kitten:

@marksofwoe​ asked: ❛  i  was  eager  to  prove  i  was  good  enough .  ❜ || THE BAD GUYS

            A thought both expected and unexpected coming from someone quite like V; a soul who at the best of times presents himself as quiet, put together, and very almost furtive. Perhaps battle has loosened his tongue, or their growing and unlikely camaraderie, or the quaintness of momentary peace found sitting on the sun-warm rooftops while the dust settles down below. Awash in the burn of afternoon sun, V seems more phantom than man–and perhaps that’s just how he feels.

                In his own way, perhaps Raiden could understand.

                “To yourself? Or to somebody else?” Is the answer rasped out into heat, distantly curious as his gaze drifts from the pensive look on V’s face to the street stretching out below. Dante, Nero, squabbling in the midst of their boisterous laughter. Raiden laughs, too, for one short breath.

                “Maybe a few someones, huh…”

                 A pause, filled all with summer wind and bright afternoon sun glinting off the metal of Raiden’s armour as he shifts to outstretch on the tiles beneath. “You could always ask them what they want from you. Better than firing in the dark, trying to prove something they may or may not need proving in the first place.”

V figured it would require some clever cat-nip.

That’s a joke, of course; one that is privately (indulgently) kept, though it nonetheless rumbles that deep voice quite happily.

“I haven’t yet figured out if it is pride or shame that prevents honest quizzing -- or is your fortunate guessing a matter of already-well-thought basis from an outsider’s observation?” A wide smile that insists on staying, “No, no. I am not certain if you have an interesting cocktail of a family or not, but mine is more often leaning to the assurance of nothing at all, if asked, and embarrassed if given to a round of the unexpected. But I am certain you’ve seen the endearing way they show that embarrassment.” What else can be expected, though, when just action is not customary. His own personal fault, V realizes - however much like his mirth, that too remains private for the time being.

“Hey,” a pull on his own shirt by the collar, huffing, “Can you feel the sun in that thing?”

#stormbrought #{ SOME NICE SETTLE DOWN #v already curious how raiden experiences life in that suit of armor #EVEN IF ITS ALL SWELTERING

[marksofwoe]

Can’t tell if tumblr is being tumblr or I really haven’t followed certain blogs yet rip ☠☠☠☠

#ooc /// tbd #'blogs you may know' #yeah??? ofc I do??? #thanks memory capacity

[marksofwoe]

Alejandra Pizarnik, "Memories of the Little House of Song." Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962- 1972

#...𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 ⁛𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬⁛ #𝐸𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝐺𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑦 & 𝐸𝑓𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑦 ⁛ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 ⁛

[marksofwoe]

Loneliness introduced me to the hands that killed me. Loneliness introduced me to the love that destroyed me. Loneliness introduced me to the path that lost me.

Dilsoz Hama, excerpt from My Poetry Depicts You: An Anthology of Contemporary Kurdish Poetry, ed. Rebwar Fatah (via soracities)

#𝐸𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝐺𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑦 & 𝐸𝑓𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑦 ⁛ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 ⁛ #...𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 ⁛𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬⁛

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#𝐶𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑀𝑒 ⁘ 𝑭𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒔 ⁘

[marksofwoe]

Phosphorous Demons by Oksana Dobrovolska

This artist on Instagram

#𝐶𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑀𝑒 ⁘ 𝑭𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒔 ⁘

[marksofwoe]

Canon DMC5 Shadow: Genderless. Emotionless. Relentless.

Fanon DMC5 Shadow: Who’s our loveable baby girl!? YOU ARE! Now please stop nuzzling me, you’re crushing my rib cage…

#V ғᴏʀ Vᴇɴᴛʀɪʟᴏǫᴜɪsᴛ | Ϩⲏⲓⲧ ⲣⲟ𝛓ⲧⲓⲛ𝓰 | #{ v absolutely baby talks shadow #even when griffon is there like #wow yes i feel so appreciated #this is a great life

[marksofwoe]

a comprehensive list of scenarios

stormbrought asked:

 INSOMNIA

INSOMNIA :  for one muse to find the other still awake at 3am.

“What’s the matter, they didn’t install a sleep mode?” Of course it is a joke, though the sympathetic expression worn by V softens it almost towards pity. Pity... you would think after everything they have put this man through in removing most of his body, he would get to choose when and how to sleep, and how well. Science can only come so far, Viktor supposes... there is yet room for wishmakers. Still, the expression remains. Evens out the edges on V’s tone once he himself is comfortably sat down with the other. A drink in hand. Specifically tea, specifically Misha’s recipe. “Can’t have it all though, right? Lucky or unluckily, I often cannot sleep neither. The night seems to be the preferred time for every little wrong to expand. Some design. What maker would make that executive decision I wonder....” small talk won’t cure it, but it won’t make it any worse, either. V only stirs the mug, watching the steam rise more livelier than either of them. Taking a sip to soothe something that got caught years ago but, just won’t budge out. It helps, though. A small act always does.

“Suppose the only question to be actually answered is: care for the company?”

#stormbrought #{ maybe the first few insomniac nights *at* dmc? 👀 #there's plenty to talk about and comb over

[marksofwoe]

stormbrought​:

             “You work on your phrasing, and maybe I’ll work on my face.” And Raiden can’t help but be suspicious that he is finding himself at the butt of a joke he doesn’t quite understand–if V’s persistent snicker is anything to go by, at least. His frown deepens, brow pinched, the line of his top lip pursing flat with the row of metal beneath. “My schedule’s clear. I don’t mind sitting around until you do.” Huff. “Come on. Spit it out.”

Oh, it is upsetting him - ...assuming the curled upper lip is upset nerves and not, in fact, another charming trait. Dante sure knows how to pick them - another one that is well suited for the role of this sort of employment, and yet irresistibly enchanting to engage with in the worst possible ways. V’s own lips flatten in effort not to smile nor snicker at all, only to smile wider, “Okay, fine. Are you familiar with.... memes?” Possibly not. “What about... Bongo Cat? Polite cat?” V’s smile tried the hardest on this last one -

“....Nya-Cat?”

#stormbrought #{ Raiden learning the hard way that everyone at DMC is #in fact stupid