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she tied a rope around your neck and lead you through the town with a love that's like the gallows - strung, but she'll never cut you down. independent original character / private and selective / written by audra
ooc. not to be that person, but damn this PSD came to play...
ooc. i’ve decided after some deliberation that i’m going to be remaking d’vora’s blog - i’m going to be giving her a new fc so that means a lot of work new icons and whatnot, but you can like this post for a follow when i’m finished!
ooc. i’ve decided after some deliberation that i’m going to be remaking d’vora’s blog - i’m going to be giving her a new fc so that means a lot of work new icons and whatnot, but you can like this post for a follow when i’m finished!
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“You wanted happiness, I can’t blame you for that, and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy but tell me you love this, tell me you’re not miserable.”
— Richard Siken, from Seaside Improvisation in “Crush”
ooc. quick question - is this legal? like… is d’vora allowed to be this pretty? is she legally allowed to exist in this dimension or do i need some kind of permit???
softer prompts
“ i’m not going anywhere. ” “ you make me feel safe. ” “ i think i might be in love with you. ” “ i just like seeing you happy. ” “ just let me take care of you. ” “ you’re my family. ” “ i can stay, if you want. ” “ you make me feel alive. ” “ you’re captivating. ” “ i want you to know i’ll always be here for you. whatever you need. ” “ you don’t have to tell me anything, we can just sit here. ” “ i trust you. more than anyone else. ” “ you have a beautiful soul. ” “ i feel like i could watch you all day. everything you do has a touch of magic to it. ” “ i hope i see you in my dreams. ” “ do you trust me? ” “ you don’t ever have to pretend. not with me. not ever. ” “ i love you, every part of you. even the parts you don’t like. ” “ you make everything a little easier. ” “ will you just…hold me? please. ” “ just tell me everything’s gonna be okay. ” “ you’re enough. you’re more than enough. ” “ you have my heart in your hands. be gentle with it. ” “ i wanna be the one you go to. the first one you tell when there’s something good. the shoulder to cry on when it’s bad. and every mundane thing in between. i want to share it all with you. ” “ i have faith in you. ” “ i’ve never met anyone quite like you. ” “ knowing you is like…coming home. like i’ve finally found something that’s been missing all this time. ” “ every hard thing in my life feels worth it. it all led me to you. ” “ i feel like i could endure anything as long as i have you to come home to. ” “ i can tell something’s bothering you. ” “ what can i do to help? ” “ come on. let’s get out of here. ” “ i’m taking you somewhere special. ” “ where are you taking me? ” “ i don’t need grand gestures or declarations of love. i just need you. all of you. ” “ you make me feel like i’m worthy. ” “ you deserve good things. ” “ i want to be your home. ” “ loving you is like something holy. ” “ i made you something. ” “ come back to bed. ” “ stay the night with me. ” “ are you sure you’re okay? ” “ you wanna talk about it? ” “ did you wanna tell me something? ” “ you’ll always have me. ” “ i’m proud of you. ” “ i need you. ” “ thank you. for always being there for me. ” “ don’t ever let anyone make you doubt your worth. ” “ i’m not leaving you. not ever. ” “ you have kind eyes. ” “ sleep, my love. i’ll keep the nightmares away. ” “ there’s so much light in you. ” “ i want you here. ”
ACTIONS:
❀ for a forehead kiss ✦ for our muses to hold hands ❉ for one muse to nap against the other ✱ for one muse to surprise the other ✸ for our muses to cuddle ❄ for our muses to enjoy the first snow of winter ♛ for my muse to teach yours something new ☂ for our muses to stargaze ♡ for one muse to wake the other with breakfast in bed ♤ for a kiss on the palm ☁ for our muses to get caught in the rain without an umbrella ☀ for one muse to surprise the other with a home-cooked meal ☾ for one muse to hug the other without explanation ♞ for one muse to give the other a massage ✞ for one muse to give the other flowers ✔ for one muse to caress the other’s face ✚ for our muses to shower/bathe together $for one muse to catch the other staring lovingly
in case anyone wanted it, my disco is: sucker#0943, mutuals only please and just let me know who you are lmao
miburoni:
“ my , on the brink of death , and you use your little energy to warn a stranger. ” he cuts in , bemusement only dulls his sharp voice as he mulls over what to make of this. it was not hard deducing the being standing before him was not mortal , not a brittle meat sack of bones and organs – wet like metal , soaked to the bone by her own crimson , she would be far dead by now and left for the wild beasties and pests to scavenge. the look on his statuesque face evident of how unfazed he is , but her warning does not fall on deaf ears. it simply won’t be heeded the way she had intended. hand remains on the hilt as he takes cautionary steps forward to her , “ i will consider your warning , but i am taking you with me. ” he is confident in himself , “ we’ll turn back together and you tell me everything there is to know about what lurks ahead. ”
“ confident, aren’t we? “ there is a secret temptation hidden in the curling of fingers: to bite back, to defend, to weave a spell like a spider’s web, sticky and sweet - enrapture, enchant, eliminate. but the blood begets her frailty, twin hearts beat in a still slowing symphony. D’vora is in no condition to resist, she can barely find the energy to hold herself upright, but the stranger needs only to know of her bluff. nothing more, nothing less. “ you expect my trust? “ the demon asks, pulling fingers from the wound, watching the metallic shimmer beneath the low-light. “ what assurance do i have that your blade will not strike me down? naught but the words of a man more foolish than brave - were our roles reversed, would you leave your life in the hands of a stranger? i think not. “
fun fact: d'vora's name is a play on 'devour' and that's 👌
“(…) I didn’t belong to anyone. I wouldn’t allow myself to belong to anyone.”
— Marie Howe, from Magdalene—The Seven Devils in “Magdalene: Poems”
“some nights you are the lighthouse / some nights the sea / what this means is that I don’t know / desire other than the need / to be shattered & rebuilt /”
— Ocean Vuong, from My Father Writes From Prison in “Night Sky With Exit Wounds”