maledictus-maleficus
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@allthatisleftinthedark sent: "Lord of Night," Maisie pays a small curtesy. "Are you familiar with the Ode Bofa...?"
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" The what? " The Lord squints behind his mourning veil as one his more estranged children approach him. A curious inquiry she makes of him.
He doesn't trust it.
" Am I to understand this to be a 'set up' for one of your mortal 'punchlines'? " He folds his arms over one another and waits for her answer.
#;poetry is an echo. asking a shadow to dance | ic 🌑#verse;the scales yet need balanced/the path to damnation is paved with good intentions#allthatisleftinthedark#[ he is learning. ]
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@allthatisleftinthedark sent:
"Hey, Joseph. Have you seen Veera around?" Sino has unceremoniously barged into the Duke's office without further warning or permission. The gunslinger inspects every corner of the room, uncaring if her snooping is blatant. "I found a baby rabbit hopping around the garden without its mom, and I know her sister happens to be raising a rabbit. Wanted some guidance on what to do..."
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The Duke tilts his head curiously as the gnome enters his office. He had already grown accustomed to her blatant disregard for decorum; few could claim to possess such a privilege (at least, ones with their head still attached to their neck). Joseph did not mind in any event. He was not even working in this particular moment and was instead enjoying a cup of tea as he lounged on his couch.
" Last I heard from her she was intent on inspecting the servant's quarters. Until the head butler's position has been filled, I've given her free reign over the staff. "
#;the duke of snow and storms | joseph albarea ic#verse;the road to hell is paved by good intentions/scales of absolution#;answered#allthatisleftinthedark
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i have a number of side muses available on request. most of them will be iconless unless i feel particularly inspired and find fc's i like!
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@ofthescatteredstars sent:
"... I have thought more about love, Vessel. Or, more specifically, I have remembered much. After so long, and after being suffocated by lack of passion... it is no surprise that a god like me should forget something so human."
The turmoil contained within the mind of the high priestess is calmer tonight. The tempestuous winds surrounding the girl and her vulpine prisoner no longer rattling the teacups that have, and perhaps always will, remain full and warm.
Another presence, it seems, has quelled their mutual unease - and yet, new feelings, new questions, stirs the wild winds around them again.
"These... feelings... you have let them into your heart, as so many before you have failed to do, and they have not led you astray. That alone is enough to collapse the dogma within which I have suffocated - we have suffocated. And yet... my eyes are opened to the truth, that there is yet so much about human connection that I... alone, I lack the capability of understanding."
The chains around him loosen, in only for an instant, allowing him to take the tiny teacup in between his paws, that he might raise it to his colossal lips. A drink more fit for a pygmy than a god still, in some capacity, manages to refresh him.
"Perhaps love lies in persistence; in being able to look at someone and say with absolute conviction, 'no matter what happens, and what has happened, I want to go through it with you.' And yet... perhaps it is still not fair for me to say I love all my Vessels, despite this definition, for... this is by choice. This is a thing you would think about another because you want to, not because you have to, or even that you are destined to. And so I ask you the same thing, Vessel...
"Though you are bound by the tenets of your faith to remain at each others' sides... would you still do so, were you offered the choice? If you can answer that... perhaps, then, you can answer the question of whether you love your Tomoe, however heretical the thought may be."
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The tumultuous winds have at last found their peace. It is but a moment in time; the whole of this inner sanctum seems to exhale a shaky breath as their serenity is at last reclaimed. Yet the maiden knows it is not to last. Serenity is but a fleeting state; a single speck in the cycle of life, death and rebirth. She knows that this, as in all things, must pass.
She is nevertheless grateful for the respite it offers.
Aika takes another moment to breathe in the fresh air before she too partakes in the tea ceremony. It is warm and full, much akin to the love that her companion speaks of. The concept is not entirely lost on her in spite of her sheltered upbringing; she knows that there are as many forms of love as there are people. Yet the topic brought to their attention specificially: whether she loved Tomoe, was so very complex. She stares absentmindedly into the liquid, at her own reflection.
Love ... what an unusual thing.
" .. I do not yet know how to answer that. I have begun to feel a number of things once unknown to me. Rage, even.. even hatred for a brief moment. " Her grip tightens on the porcelain for just a moment as she recounts the myriad emotions she has felt thus far. A pained expression passes over her face. " I dare not admit this to another soul: when I first cut down my first life, I felt... nothing. " She exhales, as if she had released a tension that she had not even known was there. " Nothing. I know this is not normal, and so I know it is no surprise that even love is lost on me. "
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" Haha. That's true! I suppose I am putting 'the cart before the horse', as they say. There is a proper order to these things. " And despite his inhuman qualities, the frigid north was a gentleman beyond first and foremost. He was raised better.
With a light hum, he considers further: " Then.. " An icy hand raises to grasp at a single colorful strand of hair between thumb and index. Such a beautiful color; like a candlelight persisting against a ruthless storm.
He hoped it didn't burn out too soon.
" I ask for a moment of your time, then. Shall you accompany me to a location of my choosing? And lest you worry, I will return you before dawn breaks. "
THERE'S SOMETHING INHUMAN THERE ... in the lull of false flesh, fake tints ──────── he wants much ( & it should frighten her, like a beast, a chill in the dark. ) BUT SHE IS FOOLISHLY PRIDEFUL IN THE WAY she refuses to permit him to cause her to flinch, to be bitten by fear ( oh, you, demon dweller, you terrify her not. ) ❛❛ Do not test the limits of my offer, Winter. Choose something else. You have never earned me. ❜❜
#;the moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to | ic ☾#verse;i pray this winter be gentle and kind a season of rest from the wheel of the mind | urban fantasy ☾#dayrisen#[ let's go on a date then koto. ]#[ the proper order ya know ]
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“ Hmm. What would be a good trade? There are so many things you have to offer that I ‘̶w̸a̴n̷t̷.̸’̷“ And it was that statement, more than any other, that should chill her to the bone. He thinks and ponders, humming a simple tune as he considers his options. Ah, he has the perfect idea.
“ How about a kiss? Surely you can at least do that. “
❛❛ I've yet to draw your blood. ❜❜ For, she knows not what it may contain ; a formula that could expel her innards, freezing them into the deaths of the eternal or a poison that would draw her red, tearing her asunder in three breaths. THOSE EYES, LIKE AN EVIL MAN, she peers into the frost, spring is coming ... but it is unnaturally cold. ❛❛ What do you want then ? ❜❜
#;the moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to | ic ☾#dayrisen#verse;i pray this winter be gentle and kind a season of rest from the wheel of the mind | urban fantasy ☾#;mobile
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a monstrous thing,
writhing inside — do you know who you are ?
(are you the beast pretending to be human? or the human pretending to be a beast?)
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winter should confuse you. he should unsettle you, but you should feel comfortable around him. you should want to run away from him, but you can’t help but stay. every warning bell in the back of your mind should be sounding at full alarm, but every fiber of your body resists heeding those warnings.
winter should confuse you. because even as you will yourself to step away you find yourself stepping forward. And you’re helpless to stop it.
#;everyone is a moon. everyone has a dark side they never show to anybody | about ☾#[ B) ]#[ a little horror to spice up the evening ]
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may I just say that anytime someone writes something along the lines of “staring into his eyes was like staring into pure evil” or anything similar I just smile.
becuase I know you’re paying attention.
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@lunarscaled sent: are we biting
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" If you like, I suppose you may. "
#moon#;answered#lunarscaled#[ lyric bites him and he just views it like a kitten nibbling on their parent. ]
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winter is over and that means ya'll have to deal with blondie Winter. at least he's (a little) less homicidal.
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" Oh? " Winter allows himself to be pushed backwards without the slightest hint of resistance. He doesn't seem upset, nor even fearful of her outburst. No, if anything he looks almost pleased.
" That isn't a very fair exchange, now is it? If you want free reign to bite me, you should offer something in return, Ko-to~ My blood is not a cheap thing to obtain. "
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She ever so roughly pins his hands either side of him ! ❛❛ I didn't say you could bite me. ❜❜
#;the moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to | ic ☾#dayrisen#winter vc tsk tsk.#[ you are so twisted my man. ]
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@dayrisen sent: koto bites him !
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The sharp glint of a fang is the only warning she receives before he BITES back.
#;the moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to | ic ☾#;answered#dayrisen#[ oop you're speaking his language koto. ]#[ he thinks you just want to play NERWUFH ]#[ fucking cat ]
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i’m actually really hot if u like ppl who are deeply unsettling to look at
#;december's wintery breath is already clouding the pond. frosting the pane. obscuring summer's memory... | isms ☾#;others are robbed so easily of the sun's grace | isms 🌑#[ LITERALLY THEM WIUFHERWUIFH ]
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Unlike the other that retains such a form, this one readily accepts the handshake (his touch is as frigid as ice).. " A pleasure indeed, good sir. " In stark contrast to his earlier words, his lips form into a smile that is as delicate as it is inviting; his tone as gentle as it is pleasing to the ear. He tilts his head to one side at the curious inquiry: " 'Human?' " The question makes him chuckle in amusement.
" I suppose I do look as such, don't I? Appearances can be quite deceiving. "
@maledictus-maleficus asked: "The power to kill can be just as satisfying as the power to create." [ from Winter to Alastor. ]
"Is it? I mean I'm not sure I agree, it's incredibly fun to destroy something other people create--wait who are you?"
"Are you a HUMAN!?" He's so confused. "...you're the second human presenting creature I have met down here--oh where are my manners?! Alastor, pleasure to be meeting you, quite the pleasure!" He's perfectly composed again, hand outstretched to the stranger for a shake.
#;the moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to | ic ☾#misbchave#;hazbin hotel tw#[ meet the bastard in question alastor. ]#[ you two will get along great. ]
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sb mistaking winter for some kind of 'root of all evil' monstrosity because of the dangerous/foul aura he emits would be lit.
it also would be so very accurate yet also innacurate.
#;everyone is a moon. everyone has a dark side they never show to anybody | about ☾#[ how to explain when an entity is a divine beast but also the living personification of death. ]#[ is he evil?? idk. he's just part of the natural cycle. all about perspective. ]
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If I write a verse for Miya, you can bet this fucker won't be too far behind.
#;the writer rambles | ooc#miya vc HOW DID YOU EVEN GET HERE??#winter vc i got worried ✨#miya vc this answers nothing
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