@markedwrath asked: ❛ they feed on fear. ❜ ( joseph )
❝ no, ❞ he lies with no edge to his voice, only compassion. despite all that she's done, he keeps a gentle countenance, as if correcting a child that couldn't have known better. fear is a tool that they use to draw people in, but he believes wholeheartedly that people have a reason to be afraid. not of him ( unless they cross the project. unless they wound his flock ), but of the world that will no doubt kill all of them. maybe it'll drain them dry, tear their spirits apart before abandoning them, hungry, forgotten, and on the edge of collapse. and shouldn't they fear that more than those who were desperately trying to save them. they took them by force because they didn't know what was good for them.
joseph is aware of the violence he spreads in the name of the voice. and while his message is one of love and acceptance, it is also one of violence and retribution. the voice is not a kind, gentle god.
❝ they don't. we don't. but if you mean the world? if you mean the power structure that means to crack our spines and dampen our spirits? they do feed on your fear. people assume we want to be feared, but they misunderstand our purpose. like children afraid of discipline, because they don't understand the danger they're in. ❞
joseph crosses towards her, palms outstretched before gently clasping her face. she has left blood and flames and ash throughout hope county, left her footprints near the bodies of his flock, but still, he shows no fear. god would let her destroy everything. but he would not let her destroy him.
❝ i don't want you to fear. i want you to be safe. ❞
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( @markedwrath asked: "If you mess up my tattoos with your fake ink bullshit, I'm going to be furious." ( to john )
he has half a mind to fuck them up — out of pure spite. instead, he tightens his grip on her shoulder, slamming it down against the floor in emphasis. he leans down, tattoo gun held still in his free hand while he addresses her, breath against her ear, ❝ hold still or i'm going to outline each one with a fucking knife, ❞ he threatens, though when he lifts his head, releasing his grip to brush fingertips over the crooked beginnings of wrath.
❝ you'll understand eventually, ❞ his voice softens suddenly, the mercy of the baptist. ❝ to display your sin on your skin is a gift. i don't know why you insist on struggling. ❞
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“ please, stay. “
there will always be work to do in this county. all of it full of chaos and the peggies doing whatever they can to continue their takeover. with his elbows resting on his thighs from where he sits on the edge of the cot, thor has decided to leave her be to rest further. today was a rough one and @markedwrath could have died taking that fucking prison. at what point do they call it a loss and say that it isn't worth it? if he asks her then she'll say never but he doesn't want to lose her. not now. not ever. just as he moves to stand, thor feels the soft weight of her hand on his arm telling him to stay. offering no words, thor slips back into place beside her curling his arms around her to press her to his chest. just a little while longer, he supposes.
marvel cinematic universe quotes.
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did you miss me?
" i'll tell you if i did when im ramming you from behind."
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𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙽𝚄𝙴𝙳 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙱𝙴𝚃𝙰 𝙴𝙳𝙸𝚃𝙾𝚁 ›› ( @markedwrath )
heart threatening to thud through her ribcage, connie felt reality wavering before her as she gripped viciously onto its edge, attempting to hold it in place for just long enough to calm. each breath felt thick as she nodded mutely to the deputy, fingers still clutched about the grip of the pistol she’d wielded with great effect. another drag of clear smoke heavy air and the cloud cleared enough for reality to take at least the upper hand, the lieutenant snapping on the safety and slipping the weapon into her waistband, the only place she had to keep it to free her hands. stomach wounds were never good. ❝ do we have time for me to try to stop the bleeding or do we need to move? ❞ likely the latter.
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jsyk @ecopoison / @markedwrath is my fav
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aesthetic sideblog for markedwrath. follow only if 18+. any spice is tagged nsfw as appropriate.
keep in mind if you follow this blog: there will be random moments where several graphics are reblogged at a time so it is possible it will crowd your dash for an hour.
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it's my beloved's birthday so please go tell her that she's the best thing since sliced bread she's at ecopoison / acidcaught / pitborn / markedwrath!!
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policies.
I like having exclusives and mains! I think it’s a nice way to build a coherent canon for my character, and to let dynamics develop extensively.
If you’re interested in becoming exclusives or mains with Vex, please feel free to message me! If I’m already exclusive with a particular portrayal, please do not approach me to write with other versions of these characters on this blog. Please also know that I’m unlikely to drop exclusivity for any reason besides extensive inactivity, or breaking mutuals. Threads which ignore or disrespect my exclusivity will be dropped.
canon.
I don't accept exclusives in the Critical Role fandom — there are so many incredible writers here and this is a completely new fandom space for me, so I want to get the chance to know and write with as many of you as I can! The following portrayals are my mains, meaning that any character development done in general for this blog is done with these portrayals in mind, unless otherwise specified.
Cassandra de Rolo — xfindingtrouble.
* Percy de Rolo — xfindingtrouble. Ship exclusive.
Vax'ildan Vessar — xfindingtrouble.
exclusives.
Aleksander Morozova | Grishaverse — tmiina.
Baldwin Montclair | All Souls — balldwin.
Daemon Targaryen | House of the Dragon — dralgon.
Dracula | Dracula — dracui.
Harvey Dent | DC — acidcaught.
Marcus Whitmore | All Souls — mortedoc.
Pamela Isley | DC — ecopoison.
Rhaenyra Targaryen | House of the Dragon — queenborn.
Robert Langdon| Robert Langdon series — sumbolus.
Roy Mustang | Fullmetal Alchemist — mustng.
Satu Jarvinen | All Souls — jarviinen.
Talia al Ghul | DC — pitborn.
mains.
Laurel Moore | Far Cry 5 OC — markedwrath.
Rosalynn Haas | Original — denieddeath.
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policies.
I like having exclusives and mains! I think it’s a nice way to build a coherent canon for my character, and to let dynamics develop extensively.
If you’re interested in becoming exclusives or mains with Astoria, please feel free to message me! If I’m already exclusive with a particular portrayal, please do not approach me to write with other versions of these characters on this blog. Please also know that I’m unlikely to drop exclusivity for any reason besides extensive inactivity, or breaking mutuals. Threads which ignore or disrespect my exclusivity will be dropped.
exclusives.
Aleksander Morozova | Grishaverse — tmiina.
Baldwin Montclair | All Souls — balldwin.
Daemon Targaryen | House of the Dragon — dralgon.
Dracula | Dracula — dracui.
Harvey Dent | DC — acidcaught.
Marcus Whitmore | All Souls — mortedoc.
Pamela Isley | DC — ecopoison.
Rhaenyra Targaryen | House of the Dragon — queenborn.
Robert Langdon | Robert Langdon series — sumbolus.
Roy Mustang | Fullmetal Alchemist — mustng.
Satu Jarvinen | All Souls — jarviinen.
Talia al Ghul | DC — pitborn.
mains.
Laurel Moore | Far Cry 5 OC — markedwrath.
Lestat de Lioncourt | Interview with the Vampires — pasdiable.
Rosalynn Haas | Original — denieddeath.
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( @markedwrath asked: "God turned Moses' staff into a snake in front of Pharoah so he'd believe Moses. I've seen no such miracle from you." (Joseph) )
❝ when have i ever claimed to be moses? ❞ he asks, hardly envious of a bible story, of names that had sounded venomous under the tongue of his father. would joseph had been able to bring more people to eden's gate with miracles? surely, he thinks. though, he never wants to be the snake oil salesman under a tent filled with false preaching. he is not here to trick his flock. he's not here to perform miracles. god chose him to speak and even joseph doesn't know why him. he didn't choose it. there are nights, alone with his thoughts, kneeling in his chapel, that he doesn't want it. but it's his burden, his purpose. and he wouldn't have his family if not for the voice.
❝ i'm not here to offer you miracles, laurel. i'm here to offer you a path. god would have you come to him with faith. what's faith when you can turn staffs into snakes? what good is it if i could offer you up more tangible evidence than i already have? just open your eyes and look at the world. tell me, do you think we've followed god's plan? ❞
his flock was on the right path. and he thinks she'll understand. the more bodies that lay in front of her, behind her, the more she kills and the more he takes from her, the more she'll recognize where she belongs. she's already on the path.
she just doesn't know it.
❝ but if you are that desperate for a miracle, we have the tools to help you see. ❞ the bliss. the bliss made believers out of so many. it unbound them, it brought them closer to god.
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( @markedwrath asked: "How does it feel knowing you won't make it to Eden if I don't?" )
it’s infuriating. stifling. joseph’s demands have imprisoned him. it’s as if he’s locked in a cage with laurel — the only key her absolution. if he fails, he loses everything. until joseph had reappeared in his life, john had no real sense of belonging. eden’s gate delivered him family and the belonging he’d craved. and now, everything he’d worked for could be easily destroyed because of one woman.
was it penance for his sins? had he not paid enough?
his jaw clenches, but only briefly. he forces his expression to remain calm. she doesn’t deserve his truth. ❝ do you think it bothers me? i’m not afraid. i know i’ll make it, because you will. ❞ kicking and screaming, if necessary. ❝ we’ll march to eden together, don’t you worry about that. ❞
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“ everyone has secrets, don’t they?
i’m sure you’ll tell me yours when you’re ready. ”
just the thought of secrets has thor's skin crawling. if the seeds found out about his own inner demons then there is no doubt in his mind that they would use those SINS against him. thor sits across the fire from @markedwrath and glances up, momentarily, but doesn't keep her gaze. instead, blue eyes stare back into the flickering flames, essentially allowing him to let his mind lose itself in the memories of his past. the beer in his hand is sipped before he speaks.
❝ only if you tell me your, deputy . ❞ he says with a smirk as if there's nothing at all bothering him. as if those ghosts from his past don't haunt him every single day. best if they stay buried.
more emotional prompts.
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𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢’𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚎. [ @markedwrath ]
air fluttered into lungs as the nurse sucked in an unsteady breath. this was no emergency surgery, no evacuation of wounded under fire, nothing which could set her stomach quaking but in the end, she knew as thoroughly as that breathing. this, this was new, uncharted, not about saving lives, but taking them. that they prepared her for too.
dark eyes darted to meet the deputy’s with a sharp nod, the lieutenant assured. ❝ then, let’s do this. ❞
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“good sense of humor, dirty mind and a beautiful heart. deadly combination.” / / NSFW PINTEREST STARTERS
perhaps he’s a little too far into the bottle . stupid decision but desperate times call for desperate measures . if there is a god then he’ll save him one night of hell to escape into the bottle of tequila that they found . hell , right now he’s more than tipsy and just under a giggling mess when she laughs at a story he’s been telling that ended in a joke . thor takes the bottle , happily , from her hand as he leans forward . close enough that their lips are almost touching and a breathless laugh leaving warm breath brushing along her skin . ❝ experiencing all three unlocks all access to whatever you want . ❞ / / @markedwrath
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@markedwrath sent / ❛ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❜ ( AHAHAHA. NO
the strange eyes, the color of what looked to be a picture. and if so, could it be true to be her. standing along the line of which left him breathless and burning with fire under his feet to run. yet something held him back, a gentle hold to his heels to stay put before everything else felt like shards of glass racing to his head. the pressure going uneasy and to what he thought was long gone, only then swept under him like a collapse dam to drown his memories. remembering the softness of skin and the way she raveled against him. the smile which haunted him with strangers but none ever matched, close but never flawless like hers.
ransom managed to take a breath, a heavy and stiff to shake his body back into the vortex of reality. “ but it did. ” he wasn’t one to lie about how everything had drawn out. the long pause deafened his throat to even regret the truth. “ passing by? ” thin lips curled tight to wish she wasn’t but his eyes held strong to not express any discomfort or persuasion of need, a necessity to have her longer. staying right here. where she was meant to be. but the damage had been done, the closed chapter of what was ripped up into the burned fire they enjoyed so much to fizzle out.
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