Styx-Blooded

But who cries for the Devil? Who, in all these centuries, Has had the common humanity To cry for the one who needs it most? [Independent Devil May Cry OC]

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not me wondering if i could revamp stelle as someone who claims to be morrison’s daughter despite him claiming otherwise adding ambiguity to her whole situation l m a o

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demonslayvr·:

                  >> 🔥 <<                 ❝        I   . .  I DON’ FUCKIN’ KNOW,    stelle.  probably ‘cuz i felt like i was bein’ a complete jackass ‘n   WORRYIN’   when y’probably had it intact.  i   . .   yeah.  i would’ve tried t’ talk y’out’ve it but  . .  at least yer back.  yer   FINE    ‘n that’s all that matters at th’ end’ve it.        ❞                   he breathes,   PINCHING   the bridge of his nose as he works on  SETTLING DOWN.   he worries to much   ———–   usually for good reason though.  this time however he felt rather    . .   FOOLISH.

“You might’ve been, but that doesn’t mean you were wrong. I’m the one that’s an asshole, if you disappeared on me? I’d try and find you.” Maybe because he’s timeless to her, immortal, she doesn’t think she’ll live to see him die (thank god).  But he’s fine. She’s fine. They’re fine. There’s no need to worry, life is too short for worrying and for getting mad at each other, I guess,” she shrugs. He’s right to worry, she just thinks he’s got better things to worry about. 

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   “That depends on yer definition a’ anythin’ an’ everythin’, my Little Fire…” The investor muses with a deep sigh, scarred visage curling into a crooked smile, as he flips an index over her cheek playfully. Her words fill him with subtle concern and anxiety, that much is fact. Nearly every day, it seemed like she was pushing him further away from damnation, the goal he’d sought after so desperately and puzzled him just as much as it worried him. She’d been so adamant before to turn him, and now all she did was change the subject or distract him with other delights at every chance, yet because he held unsolicited feelings for her, he felt the bizarre need to humor her. 

“Anything. Everything you could want and more. Anything I can provide, everything I am,” a soft chuckle passes her  lips before she catches herself and then she’s uncharacteristically serious, in any other situation she might’ve laughed at herself, they sound like wedding vows she’d made lifetimes ago. If there’s a chance he could be saved, she’s willing to play hero for once, let him die as the man he is and not live as the monster he’d no doubt become. But then, there’d be no fun. She hates herself for this; for considering any man before her own over-inflated sense of self. “It’s a question; not a test, Clyde. No need to play coy.”

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1000% stelle spent her wedding night out in a bar in her wedding dress and a pair of sneakers while her husband wondered where the fuck she was

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Comic Book Meme - [2/?] Favourite Books/Series

Voodoo

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bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed. {broke out of hiatus for a hot minute for this couldn't contain myself}

nonverbal starters || @ashgiven

“Clyde.”

Stella sits up as she calls him by his name (not a pet name, not sweetheart, not darling, not my favourite human, his name), a slight frown on her face.

Without another word, her hands, uncomfortably cold at the best of times, are pressed against his chest, pushing him back. She’s gentle. Everything she does with him is uncharacteristically gentle today, it’s almost like the demon wants to play at being human.

“Stay down, let me enjoy you for a bit longer…” 

Stella can’t quite bring herself to make eye contact, if only because those words mean more than Clyde could possibly imagine. Instead, she nestles into his side, leeching the heat off of him like she’s going to be leeching everything else.

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demonslayvr·:

                 >> 🔥 <<                 ❝       IT WASN’T.    ‘n that’s what made me worried.  y’left some note that i   didn’   see ‘cuz one’ve th’   CATS   ‘r somethin’ ate it.  i know it ain’t yer fault but  . .  shit,  jus’   TALK T’ME   first before y’take off.  s’a worry ‘n ‘m sorry fer gettin’  all upset with ya ‘bout it.        ❞                  

“Why are you sorry for getting upset with me? You have every right to be upset with me, as far as you’re aware I just...disappeared without a trace. To you at least, it was a very heartfelt note, Dante. I’m very upset you didn’t see it. I’m sorry for not talking to you, but...didn’t want you to talk me out of it.”

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beat, with nevan! ❤️

nonverbal starters || @goreburdened

The club’s not a place she enjoys without company, it reminds her too much of the seedier places she used to work, but she has to admit that with Nevan it’s nothing but fun, even if the redhead seems to gain the attention of one too many men. Not that she’s jealous; it’s just all too difficult to enjoy a good vibe when people so rudely interrupt.

Opting to take matters into her own hands, Stella seems to gulp down the rest of her drink all too quickly, liquid courage giving her the push she needs to stand up, shooing someone else away. 

“Dance with me.”

Her words are a bit blunt, even as she grasps the other’s hand, pulling her onto the dance floor, the beat one she can’t help but sway her hips to. 

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demonslayvr·:

                 >> 🔥 <<                 ❝        TH’ FREE BOOZE AIN’T TH’   only reason ‘n y’know it,  darlin’.   yer more than jus’ th’   BOOZE   ya pour.     ❞             he muses,  coming to sit on the bar stool at the bar,  swiping the drink that she poured for him,   HUMMING   as he catches the scent of whiskey.  she knows him well and he’s   THANKFUL   for it.

“It’s a perk though, you can admit it’s a perk. Only because I like you so much,” a flirtatious wink accompanies her words, he’s not the first person she’s ever given free booze to, just the one whose continued company she enjoys the most. Plus, there’s no obligation to stay sober, so can she really complain?

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demonslayvr·:

                 >> 🔥 <<                 ❝       FER FUCKS  —-   i worry ‘bout ya,  stelle.  i worry ‘bout  everyone   ‘n while i know y’don’t want   anyone   t’worry ‘bout ya ‘cuz ya got a    COMPLEX    an’ a half doesn’t give ya th’ right t’kick me outta the loop.  i thought y’were   DEAD   with ya not gettin’ back t’me.  i thought y’were   GONE,   stelle   !!         ❞            

“I...” For once in her life, she finds herself lost for words. Would an apology mean anything when she’s not sorry for doing it; but sorry for the way she did it? “I’d assumed with the fact that everything was how I left it that you knew I’d come back. Stupid of me.” But it’s going to happen one day, isn’t it? One day one of them’s just going to finally...stop.

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nonverbal starters prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.

guide take them by the hand, arm, or shoulder to guide them.

shelter protect them.

shove push them.

loop drape an arm around their shoulders.

touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand. 

kiss a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair.

palm smack them upside the head.

bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed.

aid help them with a task.

note pass a note to them.

cry wipe away their tears.

wash wipe something off their forehead, cheek, so on.

bandage patch them up when they get hurt.

heal take care of them when they get sick.

book silently read a story with them. 

carry pick them up. 

scrap punch them.

cherry find blood on them.

sit help them sit down.  

medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.

steer place a hand under their chin to make them look up. 

beat dance with them.

stare stare them down. 

off track get lost with them.

no shaking their head in disagreement. 

yes nodding their head in agreement.

rush tackle them to the ground.

open hold the door open for them.

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trish but more leather

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@demonslayvr​ || Starter Call 

“You know, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you just put up with me for the free booze.” Her tone’s jovial as she pours a drink, it’s an automatic response at this point. Dante walks into a bar, Stelle starts pouring the drinks. A bad habit she’s yet to kick.

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@ashgiven​​ || Starter Call

“Darling, sweetheart, baby.” She does this whenever she wants something from Clyde, loves on him just a little too hard (is love the right word? Does she feel that anymore? What else could anyone call the way her heart race?) and then asks a question she’s sure will make him angry or uncomfortable.

“If I promised you anything and everything, would you give up on this?”