#deathbled

[malibvnghts]

INTIMACY + random for zephyrus & tsaritsa

intimacy meme  (  #22  )  /  accepting  /  @deathbled

            the halls of zapolyarny palace has felt more ALIVE and bright than it has ever been and it’s all due to a guest that the tsaritsa had brought back  .  what had started as just providing shelter for a man she found laying in the snow  ,  turned into her most trusted and long-time companion  .  the man with no background held  ,  perhaps  ,  the highest position than anyone else within the castle walls  ,  within the fatui ranks  ;  being the closest to the land’s tyrant ruler than anyone else  .             it’s due to this man that  ,  maybe  ,  some have begun to see a more human side to the cold regent  .  the way her lips curl upwards just a bit when she listens to the man speak  ,  the soft tone she speaks in when she responds to his query  ,  the patience that she has when he interrupts mid-way through a meeting  .  it’s in this man’s presence that the tsaritsa seem more like one of the people than an archon  .  most would not believe such a thing  ,  but many have sworn they’ve seen a different side to the snezhnayan ruler  ,  that perhaps someone had replaced the archon  .             it’s become a bit of a fun tradition for her to exchange journals with zephyrus  .  she was a busy person and hated she had to deny the male’s invitation so many times  ,  while she wanted to see what he wished to show her  ,  she had a country to run and meetings to hold . . . she cannot stop the entire world just to attend to him  ,  though she wished she could . . . so  ,  the journals became the compromise  .  that he would write about what he’s found and what he wanted to share  ,  and she’d read about them  ;  perhaps experience them in her own little way  .             they would leave the journal in the library near her office where it’d be easily retrievable  ,  she’d read his entry and write a reply to it  .  tonight’s entry details the things he’s found in the area surrounding her greenhouse  ,  words written in excitement and barely contained within the lines of the diary  ,  jumbled and shaky  .  she finds this endearing  .  the way he wished to share but also to observe  ,  he probably wrote this without a table or solid surface  .  she can imagine his struggles  .  how entertaining  .             her hand reaches for her quill  ,  flipping the page to write her own reply  ,  words written in neat script  ,  following the lines on the page  .  it’s almost comedic to see the difference in handwriting between them . . . her’s neat and tidy  ,  his jumbled and messy  .  but that’s perhaps what makes it so endearing and precious  ,  each page containing emotions that neither can physically witness but can feel when reading the entries  .

#( tsaritsa | answered ) #thanks for sending! #deathbled

[lunaetis]

▸▸ [ @deathbled​ || she’s biting ]

─「莉磨」─  “ you’re offering ? don’t mind if i do. ” she wasn’t hiding her fangs by that point. if he was okay with being bitten, then why would she deny free offer, right ?

#deathbled #.[ touya.rima ] #[ i'M SORRY #SHE'S POUNCING I S2G ]

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[magicalmultimuse]

@deathbled​ said:  “You’re smiling. It’s very weird. Like seeing a turtle out of its shell.” l-30 @ l-27

“I can do that, yes.” Lux’s voice is almost entirely neutral. They can’t help but have a little bit of smugness sneak itself in. In her defense, they had just made a lovely mess of the Umbrella facility they had found.

“You should try it sometime.” They turn their smile on their brother. Who was probably the only person who was really used to seeing how sharp some of her teeth really were. And someone who wouldn’t mind the... mess on her clothes and hair. “Might improve your face a bit.”

#ic: L-27 #ask #answered #ch: L-30 #deathbled

[djgamyeong]

@deathbled​  /  unsolicited starter ft. STAUBER

            “  you must be jonathan  ,  ”  she greets  ,  holding her hand out to the male  .  “  hyesung  ,  or hannah  ,  if that’s easier  ,  ”  she says  ,  “  thanks for giving me a chance to work with your company  ,  ”  

#( starters. ) #deathbled

[galaxietm]

          @deathbled​​ sent:   gives hapi some flowers he's picked on the surface; ❛ look! i don't know what this ones called but it's such a pretty yellow! ❜ don't mind him, he's never seen a sunflower before but he's so excited about it & he just had to share it ( anasthasius @ hapi )

      “...OH.”   THE GESTURE, AS KIND AS IT WAS, had caught her off guard. In an effort to suppress the gasp she nearly felt rising, Hapi stretched her arms out, taking a moment to ponder over her thoughts. Anasthasius had been kind to her- and she wasn’t exactly sure why. When nearly everyone else almost went out of their way to avoid her, he almost went out of his way to talk to her. He himself, from what Hapi had known, had every reason to be distrustful of, not only her, but the other Abyss dwellers; hell, even the church itself. 

     But he wasn’t. He was different; but maybe in a good way. 

     “Thanks Smiles, I appreciate it.”   the nickname was something that he, strangely, never questioned. Unlike the others she gave nicknames to.   “Are you sure you should be sneaking up to the surface just to pick these? Can’t you get in trouble?”

#deathbled #// me? answering this late? yes #// but also u can't convince me that hapi wouldn't nickname him smiles ok #;; ‘questions & concerns.’ ( inbox tag.) #;;❥ ( in chara. / hapi.)

[aestuavis]

▸ @deathbled​​

|| 禮花 || :: “ i heard someone is rather upset and threaten to destroy the premise. i wonder if i could be of assistance. maybe to soothe that rage ? ” 

#deathbled #;Divines #;Lihua #[ HJKHKLHJLKHJ pLS DON'T WRECK THE BLOG ]

[mltimse-a]

that angst meme i reblogged | deathbled said: “ i won’t hate you. i know you think that’s what you deserve but it’s not. ” ( kou @ uta )

             For some reason Kou’s words have him flinching, perhaps it has something to do with the actual emotion that is in that voice that uttered those words. Kou is a mysterious and guarded person and here he was letting emotions slip into his voice and hit Uta quite hard. He takes a step back, swallowing hard and ducking his head, dark hues staring at the ground, fingers fidgeting with the hem of his shirt as teeth gnaw at his lower lip almost enough to draw blood. 

               His head snaps up so that his eyes can stare Kou down, a flurry of emotions flashing through those dark hues, across that face of his too. “I very much do deserve it and you should think the same.” His own family did, his teachers growing up, his old bosses, everyone thought that way once upon a time. “It’d be stupid not to hate me.”

#deathbled #( ic ;; uta. )

[flxmant]

“ i just want to see you smile again. ”

sad prompts // selectively accepting !!

Though the others words were meant to be uplifting, Nao couldn’t help but feel a complete unease upon hearing them. Something about it struck a chord with him, made him feel completely exposed and yet still completely estranged from the other. 

‘ I just want to see you smile again ’ 

That wasn’t fair. Was Nao not meant to feel anything but utter happiness? If he expressed himself otherwise, it made others uncomfortable? This was the unfortunate hole he dug for himself, yet knowing that the people he cared most for expected only one thing from him stung. No, more than that. It left a burning sensation in his chest, a fire that completely took his breath away. 

“ So, even Kou-chan can be selfish ~ ” Though he mused, there was venom in his words. Partially unintentional, partially intentional-- 

“ Sure ~ I’ll smile again !! I won’t ever stop smiling, okay ~ ?? So you don’t have to feel bad ~ Is that it ?? ”

A smile completely unlike his usually warm, inviting smile took hold of his features then. It was forced by every definition of the word, cold and as disingenuous as one could get. 

“ Like this, Kou-chan ~ ?? Does this make you feel better ~ ?? ” 

#♡. / ANSWERED. #deathbled

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[malibvnghts]

            the throne room has never felt so empty and cold  .  the red velvet cape that used to adorn thin shoulders draped across the now-empty throne  .  laid atop the red backdrop  ,  reminiscent of it’s owner’s final stand  ,  is a letter that had no addressee  ,  but it only beckons ONE person to read it  .  it’s accompanied with a trinket much akin to an archon’s gnosis  ,  glowing a faded blue  ,  just like the owner’s former powers  .

To the boy who brought the summer to me  ,

            Our days spent together has been brief but others may argue that we’ve known each other for decades  .  I recall a young child speaking to me  ,  a boy I’ve never seen asking if he deserves to live when everyone else had died or left him  .  A plea for help I can never forget  ,  spoken in that tiny voice of his  .  I was young and naive  ,  I couldn’t do anything for that boy but listen and provide my constant companionship as he curls up against my statue  .

            I recall coming across a man  ,  lain in snow  ,  and I was overcome with familiarity  .  The boy who cried at my statue  ,  now a man with defeated purpose  .  I must redeem myself  .  Little did I know  ,  it wasn’t me giving a gift to that man  ,  but rather . . . He was a gift to me  .  He brought warmth I’ve never experienced  ,  joy I’ve never felt  ;  he ended the eternal winter in this palace with just a smile  .  I became greedy  .  I wanted to keep him here forever  .

            But I cannot  .  For i had a mission  ,  a promise to my people  .  To end the tyrannical rule of those who call themselves GOD  .  Oh  ,  but I wanted to give up this fight  ,  if it meant to be with the man much longer  .  To hear his tales  ,  to watch his endeavors  ,  to relish in his bright laughter  .  I know he doesn’t belong here  ,  in this cold and dreadful place  ,  but even as I chase him away  ,  he returns with more trinkets and more tales and I knew . . . I can never let him go  .

            As the day to end an era draws near  ,  my heart grows selfish and cowardly  .  I dare not tell him that this war won’t end peacefully  .  As my will wavers  ,  I recall how much I wanted to preserve the boy’s smile and so I thought . . . If I couldn’t work up my will to fight for the people who despise me  ,  then I must do it for the boy who loved me  .  For him  ,  I’d give him the world  .  It is regrettable I won’t be able to see it flourish with him  .

            So to the boy who loved me  ,  forgive this tyrant and listen to her final words  .

            My dearest Zephyrus  ,  I apologize for leaving you behind  ,  but this war is for me to fight  .  By the time you find this  ,  the war would have begun  ,  you will be safe in the palace  ,  I ensured it  .  When this war is over  ,  promise me that you’ll live well  ,  live happy  ,  and live long in my stead  .  Experience all that I wanted to for me  .  The gnosis I left here is but just a fake  ,  I’ve imbued a bit of my being into it . . . Take it with you  ,  share your adventure with me again . . . I may not be in this world anymore  ,  but know that my heart will always lie with you  .

From your eternal companion  ,

Tsaritsa Snezhana

@deathbled  ---  zephyrus and tsaritsa makes me cry so much  .  why can’t they be happy  ??

#( tsaritsa | misc ) #deathbled #i've been hurt #it's 2 much pain orz

[lunaetis]

❛ you think too negatively of yourself, ❜ the thief begins, scratching the back of his head lazily before glancing off to the side. partially, he still excepts disappointment over his existence in her face. and yet, all he ever seems to find is a kindness warped into a twisted kind of sorrow. something far more human than she thinks or has been told; something that almost upsets him. nobody had the right to judge a person for emotions that were more than valid, even if they acted out because of them. but talon isn't one to dwell on unpleasant things too long, wasn't one who took the time out of his day for deep insight on emotions and motivations. instead he'll gently rest a heavy hand on velvets shoulder; mark still glowing an ominous red despite the bonded doing his best to ignore the stinging of it. this wasn't about him, never will be.

his voice is soft, gentle, caring. many things he's believed to have forgotten for a long time until they've met. and maybe they both really just were two broken people who've thought they'd forsaken their humanity only to find it again. or maybe it was only like this from his side; it's not precisely something that'd be tactful to inquire about. he isn't too sure if his touch is welcome so instead he lifts it ever so slightly to ensure the weight of it is little more than the ghost of a touch while thin, weary smile shows on otherwise untelling features. ❛ sometimes i wish you could see yourself from my eyes, i'm certain you would see how wonderful you are. always have been. ❜ it's vague in how exactly, little more than words uttered in sincerity to try conveying some sort of meaning; to let her in just a little. it's ... hard, he'll admit.

and yet when his other hand, the one who'd been idly resting 'gainst his side, comes to hide in the inside of his cloak he wonders if it even has any meaning; if his words hold any weight. he wasn't exactly the kind of person one would usually listen too, he assumes. but even if his words hold no real weight he hopes that at least the way his facade falls, the way his lips curl into a smile just the tiniest bit wider than before, the way his eyebrows cease to crease and in the way his eyes hold a spark of ... something akin to adoration for velvet; he's unused to such things. almost feels his face hurt in the way it shifts far away from every expression he usually wears. and yet he can't help it, can't fight it off or anything. doesn't even want to. ❛ i wish that one day, i'll be able to convey that to you properly, min elskede. ❜

unprompted. || always accepting

─「ベルベット」─ the SILENCE that was broken by the words from the thief did catch her attention, though when her gaze finally lifted from where she was directing them towards him, the therion was greeted by his side profile as he had already stared off into the distance. negatively, he said. velvet wanted to respond in turn that it was nothing but TRUTH in which she viewed herself, that she was nothing but a monster with both her own existence and what she had become. the hand that had DEVOURED many souls and daemons alike, how could she associated anything but negative emotions to herself when everything around her was nothing short of TRAGEDY in and out of itself ?

                VELVET kept silent, however. despite her wanting to say otherwise that she wasn't anything as wonderful as he had described, the sincerity in his tone, the tenderness in his touch, the warmth and CARE he poured in every moment his hand made contact to her own without him fearing if one day he would be the one being devoured by her ... it made the lord of calamity shake slightly, fingertips quivering and heart THUMPING inside her own ribcage. the very heart she thought had lost the right to feel always beat so loudly in his presence.

                it was difficult for him to convey his own emotions, but the fact that he still tried his HARDEST to let her feel what he was feeling. the smallest of details she caught, his facade and mask DROPPING when he was with her, those eyes which held that hint of affection, of genuine adoration she had never felt or received from anyone before.

                wordlessly, her arm reached out and looped itself around his form, pulling her into her HOLD as her limbs wrapped themselves protectively around the thief. the THERION buried her face into his shoulder, allowing her own demeanor and built up wall to fall only around him. because he allowed himself to be exposed for her, she would allow her own VULNERABILITY to be seen by him too.

                only him.

                " i might never see myself the way you see me ... talon. it's been too late to change how i am or how i see myself. i've long accepted the fact that i'm a monster ... but — "

                " — you did convey it to me ... your feelings, your emotions. everything. i see them, i feel all of them. " lips thinned, as her arms tightened around his form, being careful not to HURT him with her strength. but the way her body trembled slightly as she held him was a proof of how, for once in her life, she had become scared of losing another after she had sworn to NEVER trust ... to never loved again.

                " thank you ... for accepting me as i am, monster and all. "

                and if this monster has a heart, then it belongs to you.

.[ @deathbled ]

#deathbled #.answered #.[ velvet.crowe ] #.talon.velvet tag #[ i'M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG FAM #HJKLHKLJKL WRITER'S BLOCK IS COCKBLOCKING ME BUT #I'M SO EMOTIONAL #OVER THESE TWO OKAY HJLKHLLK #SRSLY HE'S SOMEONE WHO GETS THRU TO HER #EVEN WHEN SHE DOESN'T BELIEVE SHE DESERVES IT #SHE CAN'T PUSH HIM AWAY #BC SHE WANTS HIS TOUCH HIS WARMTH HIS FEELINGS #& SHE'S STRUGGLING TO LEARN TO ACCEPT IT HJKHKLHLK ]

[magicalmultimuse]

@deathbled​ asked: tousle - mess playfully with my muse’s hair. | sousuke @ mia!

“Sou!” She is going to half-heartedly shove his hand away. There’s no real force behind it, and it would be painfully obvious that she was smiling. Laughter hiding in her voice. After all, Sousuke was basically the only person she wasn’t afraid of having physical contact with. Mia wasn’t too terribly afraid of accidentally zapping him.

“C’mon! It’s already a mess!” Which was true. Her short hair did have a tendency to poof up on more humid days. Which was often during the summer. So, hair? poofed, dad-figure? affectioning. And Mia? Delighted. This was nice.

#ic: Mia #deathbled #ch: Sousuke #ask #answered #//Mia just !!! Dad!!!

[djgamyeong]

@deathbled​  /  unsolicited starter ft. RYU

            “  cool tat . . .  ”  she muses  ,  eyes looking over the other’s piece  ,  “  where’d you get it done  ??  i have’t seen this kinda style before  ,  ”  she says  ,  then again . . . she’s never really been to any other artist than the ones that did the pieces on her body  .  “  how long did this one take  ??  ”

#( starters. ) #deathbled

[galaxietm]

        @deathbled​ / violet starter we briefly talked abt on discord

     “IF YOU NEED A RECCOMMENDATION, can I suggest the cherry scones? We made those fresh not too long ago and they’re some of the best when they’re fresh. If you’re not a fan of cherries, can I suggest the strawberry flavored macaroons? Those are some new items we just started making in house this week.”

#deathbled #// i came up w/an accurate way to describe her #// violet's like a literal puppy sometimes #// i was gonna bol.d it but the entire starter is lines of dialogue lmao #// anyway this is @ whichever muse u told me about! #;;♡ ( in chara. / violet.)

[kuvvydraws]

So, say Órdago is holding hands with his very new s/o after a first date, and his s/o just starts absent-mindedly playing with his hands. And then realizes what they're doing and checks that Órdago is alright with it.

And then, if he doesn't protest or seem opposed, s/o might just play with his hands more. Turn them over, trail their fingers along his phalanges, trace all the little cracks and scars and feel the warmth of the magic in his joints and slowly stroke down whatever bones make up his palms.

And then just interlace his fingers with theirs and lean against him with a smile.

How would Órdago react to all that?

Órdago is a creature of contrasts. He looks like a thug but dresses in pastels, has a perpetual frown and yet he’s all gooey inside, looks like he has the emotional range of a brick and he behaves like the stupidest golden retriever when he spends time with people he likes.

You’re going to turn him into a puddle.

Listen.

His magic is really strong, he’s really gifted in that department, and he’s trained it all his life, and thus his bones are extremely sensitive to both touch and intention. And he really enjoys holding hands, it allows for mobility, and shows affection, and you’re smaller than him and soft and warm and you’re still putting your tiny extremities in his claws and it tugs at the strings in his heart.

He’s more tuned for detecting aggression, so Órdago usually uses his hands for rough things, sensing trails, ripping people open, that kind of thing - his hands are very, but almost imperceptibly, textured, his bones hard, his claws impossibly sharp. They’re tools for him, and he’s not accustomed to having them treated as something more than glorified knives.

He’s going to let you play with them, very aware of his claws -he files them up for optimal deathbility-, but otherwise you won’t get a peep of protest from him. You hold his hand, you lean on him, you look so content...

He can’t really ask much more than that, can he? He just feels good.

#kuvvytalks #órdago #hc

[mltimse-a]

that angst meme i reblogged | deathbled said: “ being strong doesn’t mean never asking for help or admitting you’re in pain. ” ( kou @ uta )

             Uta never let anyone in the group in on one little fact about himself, he gets terrible headaches, migraines rather. His mind is always bombarded with things that stress him out and the stress migraines just run over him all the time it feels like. A lot of times he’s fine for practices and such because his migraines are finally easing off some when it comes time for those but today his migraine was determined to stick around through practice and someone had to pick up on it by how not into anything he was, by how much more irritable he was.

                 “I’m fine.” He grits the words out as he brings his hands up so that his fingers can rub at his temples, not that it does any damn good because that’s not where the pain is centered at anyways. “It’s just a fucking headache, I can’t let it slow me down.” Alas, it already had. He’d held everyone back today and he knew it. He just wanted to stop being such a useless failure sometimes.

#deathbled #( ic ;; uta. ) #( askdjfkfsd kOU I CARE HOW SWEET U ARE AT UTA RN I'M SORRY ABT UTA )