life is ours to choose.

" you don't get to die and be reborn the same. you come back, but you come back wrong. this is the price you pay for resurrection. " [ independent ask && roleplay blog for damien and darkiplier from who killed markiplier? + related media. ]

[soulrph]

𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙴𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝚃𝙾𝚄𝙲𝙷 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.

i saw a post. i got excited. i got soft. i got inspired. bon appetit! ( P.S. as always, please do not add more content to this list!!! tell me and i will gladly add more and credit you for them!! )

[ KISS ]:     after having kissed the receiver, the sender gently rests their forehead against theirs, still holding them as they do so.

[ HUG ]:     having just hugged the receiver after some time apart, the sender touches their foreheads together as a sign of affection.

[ LOVE ]:     overcome with their love for the receiver, the sender touches their foreheads together.

[ GREETING ]:     the sender brings their forehead to rest against the receivers in a gesture of greeting.

[ GOODBYE ]:     as they’re bidding each other farewell for the foreseeable future, the sender gently touches their forehead against the receivers.

[ LISTEN ]:     in a bid to get the receiver to pay attention to them, the sender brings them close and presses their forehead against theirs.

[ RELIEF ]:     having lost sight of the receiver in an intense moment of danger, the sender spots them in the distance, and rushes to them, embracing them and resting their foreheads together out of sheer relief.

[ SAFE ]:     in an effort to prove to the receiver that they’re safe after a particularly traumatic incident, the sender gently rests their foreheads together in a gesture designed to be soothing and reassuring.

[ REAL ]:     after believing the receiver to be dead, the sender reunites with them, reaching out in disbelief, then touching their foreheads together to make sure that they’re real, and not a figment of their grief-stricken imagination.

[ ANCHOR ]:     in a moment where stress and anxiety are running high, the sender tries to ground the receiver by gently guiding them into a hug, resting their foreheads together to steady them.

[ COMFORT ]:     in a gesture designed to comfort the receiver after an emotional blow, the sender gently closes the distance between them, and touches their forehead against the receivers.

[ STUBBORN ]:     thoroughly exasperated by the receiver’s stubbornness, the sender exasperatedly, but fondly, pulls them in for a good old forehead touch.

[ AFFECTION ]:     as a fondly affectionate gesture, the sender brings the receiver forward and rests their foreheads together.

[ INTENSE ]:     in a moment where romantic tensions are running high, the sender leans forward to kiss the receiver for the first time, then changes their mind, and rests their foreheads together to disguise their original intentions.

[ EXHAUSTION ]:     having just overcome a massive obstacle (e.g. using a massive display of their powers, fighting through a sizable army, embarking on a perilous journey, writing up a PhD thesis etc.) the sender and receiver reunite, and the sender drops their head forward to rest against the receivers, thoroughly exhausted but glad to be reunited at last.

[splittinghares]

hi everyone. thank you for your patience with me this last week or so. i promise i’ve still got every intention of being active on the blog. i’m just going through a bit of a spot personally.

i’m gonna tuck some (mild) details under the cut for those who care, but otherwise, just know i intend to be back to answering asks as soon as i can. thank you <3

tl;dr, i’ve been in the process of getting diagnosed with a heart/ANS condition for a few months now. i finally had the big diagnostic test for it yesterday, one that gave results that hugely favor my having said condition. 

the test was extremely strenuous && it knocked me out for a whole day. pile that on top of a very demanding week at work, and easter and all that nonsense, and it’s just been a lot for me lately.

so. i’m taking the time to process all of the news, as well as trying to keep my head above water with work and other responsibilities. but i promise i’ll be back here when i can. 

thanks again, and i hope you all are well.

[splittinghares]

i split my attention tonight across my three blogs to try && make sure everyone got a little bit of content. i work the next four days, so i might be a bit absent, but i was happy to post while i could. thanks to everyone for supporting me on my blog/s, as it means the world to me. for reference, i currently have: @hisperfectvillain - 1 ask // 3 drafts @maiusbonum - 3 asks // 4 drafts @splittinghares - 4 asks // 3 drafts admittedly i am not prioritizing threads atm due to my busy schedule, however that does NOT mean that i don't love the ones people have sent to me! there's a reason they're drafted, i'm excited to respond to them when i can. some of you have written me some beautiful things && i am endlessly appreciative, it just might take me some time to get to them. anywhoo. thanks for reading && for being patient with me. ily all.

[hisperfectvillain]

Ooooh ❛ i’m sorry that i can’t save you. ❜ towards Dark from a male Y/N

hit 'em where it hurts prompts.

the expression on dark's face doesn't change — Y/N bears his heart and yet the being before him does not so much as shudder. there are several moments that pass in TERSE, UNCOMFORTABLE silence that does not well-suit the earnest, heartfelt emotion being expressed to the one side.

then, finally, those dark eyes reveal not pain, nor sorrow, nor even anger — but disappointment.

some things just can't be fixed. and i'm okay with that.

❝ i don't need a savior. but even if i did, you don't actually want to save ME. ❞ those lips twist into something closer to DISGUST. he looks down at Y/N as if he is studying the thrashing of an insect at his feet. ❝ you want the man whose face i wear. ❞

he did say he wanted me to be the villain. maybe he should be more careful with his wishes.

❝ your fragile heart would just break if i told you just how much he wishes you'd LET HIM GO. ❞

❝ — OOPS. too late. ❞

[hisperfectvillain]

“you’re as beautiful as the day i lost you.” @ Damien from whoever tickles your fancy~

hit 'em where it hurts prompts.

through his own DRUNKEN HAZE, the words barely register for what they are. at least, not at first. damien's whole world is spinning, and yet he continues to drink, reminded of his college days. when things were easier. what is he saying? they were still hard, just a different kind.

but, after several moments, he realizes THAT VOICE is against his ear, breath hot and smelling deeply of top-shelf wine. damien inhales it like it's a kind of ambrosia, as something WELL-BURIED attempts to claw its way out of the coffin where he’d thought it laid long-dead.

damien elbows mark, clumsily. the hit barely lands, but he still manages to win a bit of personal space. ❝ you're just SORE because you're losing, ❞ is what he slurs back, tossing in another handful of poker chips. ❝ your mind games won't work on me, barnum. m'too drunk to THINK. ❞

[hisperfectvillain]

❝ I don’t like the way they keep staring at you.  ❞ - DA Peterson

jealous, fiercely protective, & territorial prompts.

there's a MOMENT where damien seems not to understand what charlie could possibly be referring to — his eyes scan the room, sprawling with people from corner to corner, trying to figure out what his partner could mean — when SUDDENLY, his gaze connects with that of a young man by the refreshments.

he's tall and well-dressed, wearing a scarf over his grey suit that is a deep shade of violet. but even that fashionable color couldn't hold damien's attention, not when compared to the stare that leveled him so blatantly. SHAMELESS, intense.

the mayor feels the way his cheeks warm up, and he has to struggle internally for a moment before he's able to look back at charlie. this is when he notices the WHITE-HOT AGITATION that burns within his dear friend, so unlike how damien knows him to be.

❝ AH — i don't, necessarily think he means any harm, ❞ damien says, in a somewhat trepidatious attempt to diffuse. ❝ though it is most certainly a bit impolite. ❞ a pause, as the mayor struggles to sum up a sort of excuse. ❝ mayhaps he's a touch the nervous type. I CAN RELATE TO THAT. ❞ a weary laugh.

charlie doesn't share in his amusement. damien clears his throat.

❝ mayhaps we should move out onto the balcony, hmm? ❞ the cold air might temper some of charlie's collected HEAT. ❝ i could use a breather. ❞

[hisperfectvillain]

❝  they don’t deserve you—  i don’t deserve you.  but at least i’m aware of it.  ❞ to damien

jealous, fiercely protective, & territorial prompts.

damien is ACCUSTOMED to your self-deprecating behavior, especially in the wake of the divorce. even if he knows it to be a fruitless kind of effort, it is impossible to hear you speak this way && not insist the very opposite. experience would have him understand that you are INCAPABLE of receiving such comfort, && that the sort of DARK PLACE you have found yourself in is not one easily reached. and yet, here damien is, with his tiny hammer and chisel, ready to CHIP, CHIP AWAY. no matter how tired he gets. no matter how his hands bleed.

❝ what you 'deserve' is far better than what you've gotten thus far, ❞ damien insists, softly but earnestly, as he gently adjusts your familiar robe to fit all the more SNUGLY around you. his hands smooth over your shoulders, urging away any wrinkles in the silk. ❝ and you needn't spend so much of your energy worrying about me. YOU ALREADY GIVE ME SO MUCH. it would truly be lecherous of me to demand more. mayhaps you should even cut back. ❞

there's a FOND sort of smile on damien's face as he straightens up from you, taking a half-step to the side to fetch the cup of tea he'd made for you minutes before. ❝ careful, it's hot, ❞ he says, not because he doubts your capability, but because he's FUSSING. the saucer is lukewarm at best, anyway, so he needn't worry so much as he puts it into your hands.

❝ surely you can't keep that SOUR look on your face if i ask you about that new novel you've been reading, hmm? you barely looked up from it last time i visited. i'd delight in hearing you critique it to shreds. ❞

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐡𝐢𝐭 ‘𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  more  angst  to  devastate  your  writing  partners.  metaphorically.  )

❛ you’re a weapon, and weapons don’t weep. ❜

❛ you can’t save everyone. ❜

❛ it should have been you. ❜

❛ did i do good? ❜

❛ i’m sorry that i can’t save you. ❜

❛ wait for me, will you? ❜

❛ i can’t lose you again! ❜

❛ you were dead, i saw you die. ❜

❛ we won’t forget each other, right? ❜

❛ i’m real. i’m here. ❜

❛ you already know how this will end. ❜

❛ it’s always my fault, isn’t it? ❜

❛ i don’t want to go. ❜

❛ can you remember how you died? ❜

❛ i love you, but you’re not mine. ❜

❛ have you ever lost someone? ❜

❛ i didn’t ask to get made. ❜

❛ you’re as beautiful as the day i lost you. ❜

❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜

❛ is it really you? ❜

❛ their blood is on your hands. ❜

❛ it would have been better to die. ❜

❛ i’m not ready to lose you yet. ❜

❛ i wish i met you sooner. ❜

❛ let’s just stay here. grow old. ❜

❛ you’re the first friend i ever had. ❜

❛ i told you not to fall in love with me. ❜

❛ you always push people away. i just thought you’d never do it to me. ❜

❛ everyone i’ve cared about has either died of left me. except for you. ❜

❛ i know i have a heart because i can feel it breaking. ❜

❛ they’re not coming back. ❜

❛ i’m sorry, have we met? ❜

❛ in my dreams, we’re still together. ❜

❛ you’re the one good thing left in this world. ❜

❛ i hate the way that i don’t hate you. ❜

❛ it’s okay. you can let go. ❜

❛ you mean nothing to me. ❜

❛ we’re on our own now. ❜

❛ you can’t kill me, i’m not alive. ❜

❛ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❜

❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜

❛ we’ll see each other again. ❜

❛ there’s nothing you could have done. ❜

❛ we did it. we won. ❜

❛ let’s not go back. not ever. ❜

❛ thanks for playing with me. ❜

❛ why does it feel like this is goodbye? ❜

[hisperfectvillain]

not king and i both posting marmien agony on the dash at the same time …

[hisperfectvillain]

king has just pointed out to me that that prompt was meant to be mark defending damien from a 3rd party (the prompt technically specified this) and that i instead chose to "shoot him in the chest" and tbqh i should probably feel worse about it, but i don't

[hisperfectvillain]

not king and i both posting marmien agony on the dash at the same time ...

[hisperfectvillain]

❝  Oh yeah, now you’re all quiet. Not so bold when you’re not the toughest guy in the room, huh?  ❞ - ( Til Death verse, go wild 🤪 )

jealous, fiercely protective, & territorial prompts.

damien's eyes sting fiercely with the salt of his tears. HE'S ALWAYS BEEN SUCH A CRYBABY. he can just hear them, mark && william both, incredulous as to why little damien might be openly weeping over something as minor as a busted knee. nevermind the fact that he'd been pushed right off the tire swing, nevermind the fact that he'd been SCARED — !

but they aren't children anymore. being grown up is so very hard. damien has not gotten any tougher, not really. he thought that came with age. it did not. MARK'S CRUELTY NEVER CEASES TO BURN LIKE HELLFIRE. tolerant damien, apologetic damien, always making excuses, excuses, excuses. even to himself.

who was always there to clean up the mess? who was always there to provide an explanation, to whisk away the evidence? who was always there with a patient smile, a soothing touch, a forgiving heart? STEADFAST, DEPENDABLE, A FUCKING DOORMAT.

LIFE IS OURS TO CHOOSE!

so why did he keep making choices that blew up in his face?

is it love? is it foolishness? is it somewhere in between? what about him is so ROTTEN that he has earned this sort of treatment? with piercing clarity, he asks himself a question he has never once entertained: WHAT IF IT ISN'T ME?

damien's fist POUNDS on the floor. his limbs shake, barely able to hold himself up where he's fallen upon the floor, knocked there by mark's shove. HE DOESN'T EVEN REMEMBER WHAT THEY WERE FIGHTING ABOUT ANYMORE. they're always fighting. the good days are far outnumbered by the bad. the air here feels RANCID. he feels like he can't breathe. how is he meant to stay here? how has he been staying here all this time?

❝ i am not a tough man, no, ❞ damien says, finally, voice trembling. ❝ i am a coward, in fact. ❞ he sniffles. ❝ i am the coward who has allowed you to bully him for far too long. ❞

damien takes ahold of his cane, && uses it to attempt to lever himself to his feet. mark doesn't move to assist, not that damien expects him to.

❝ I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE, MARK. ❞ he scrubs at his face with the sleeve of his sweater. ❝ i can't. not unless something changes. ❞

mark starts to say something, && the HYSTERICAL tone to his voice makes it evident that he isn't taking damien seriously. when he tries to step closer, damien lifts his cane, pointing it right at his husband. he does NOT want to be touched right now, nor hurt.

❝ i'm going to stay with celine, ❞ && he watches as mark visibly reacts to those words, as if he's been slapped. ❝ i've made up my mind. ❞ it's only due to the SHOCK, to how SHATTERED these words leave mark, that damien is able to leave the room without any sort of demands being made of him.

damien should have known better. LEAVING MARKIPLIER MANOR IS NOT AN EASY THING TO DO.

[hisperfectvillain]

❝  wait are you jealous?  ❞ @ Mayor Damien from a nonbinary DA

jealous, fiercely protective, & territorial prompts.

damien has it in him to look a bit ASHAMED. he'd startled even himself with his own reaction, and he has to force his grip on Y/N's wrist to loosen, worried he might hurt them if he kept squeezing like that. ❝ i am — SO sorry, Y/N, ❞ and he sounds sincere, if still a bit breathless from his outburst. ❝ that was ... terribly inappropriate. ❞

if he knows it was wrong, then why does he still BRISTLE at the idea of letting them leave? he thinks of the bar they mentioned meeting this date of theirs at, of the part of town it's in. they deserve better than that, he thinks. dinner at an expensive restaurant, tickets to a play they'd most definitely love. flowers delivered to their doorstep before it was even time to leave, darling little notes on the bouquet, on their desk, pressed into their hand —

his cheeks are flushed bright red, and it isn't entirely from embarrassment anymore. ❝ NO. no, you ... you know what? i'm actually NOT sorry. because if i told you that i regret trying to stop you from going, I WOULD BE LYING. because i don't want you to. ❞

damien is careful to be gentler this time as he takes one of their hands into both of his own, clasping it securely.

❝ YES. I AM JEALOUS. i am dreadfully, horribly jealous. the idea of you seeing someone else, of another person so much as THINKING that they could POSSIBLY feel anything CLOSE to how i feel about you — ? ❞ he shakes his head, firmly. ❝ UNACCEPTABLE. i cannot allow it. ❞

his lip quivers, just a bit, as his confidence begins to falter. he is not a man who makes demands. but Y/N makes him feel like he can do even the things that terrify him.

❝ PLEASE. stay here with me. let me — give me a chance, to show you how i would take better care of you. ❞

[hisperfectvillain]

"Well, fine! I'm done! I won't care either, because I know that karma has a funny way of working. With any luck, you'll come to absolute ruin. As an observer- oh, it'll be fun watching you tear yourself apart." Her voice was the quiet, thoughtful tone she had when she was alive.

IN TRUTH, there is an empirical sort of sorrow that dark recognizes can be found in her situation. but knowing && feeling are two different things. he is aware that the stick damien's steadfast friend && partner in democracy drew is quite short. however, any possible SENTIMENTS that might have elevated the case of the missing attorney to the top of the priority list were abandoned LONG AGO.

they are rather sure that they could not break the curse. but, perhaps she is right: even if they could, surrendering this vessel would prevent dark from keeping their promise.

MAKE SURE THAT BASTARD STAYS DEAD!

which means what's gone must stay gone.

❝ should the universe see fit to right the wrongs inflicted by its inhabitants, i am CERTAIN i will not be the one it strikes down first. ❞ dark is growing tired of running in these circles. ❝ I HAVE ALREADY BEEN TORN APART. getting us put back together is proving to be the real problem. ❞

dark tsks. ❝ ENJOY BEING HIS CAPTIVE AUDIENCE. if you haven't realized by now what vanity compels him to leave this mirror on display, THERE IS NO HOPE FOR YOU. ❞

with that, he disappears, leaving nothing but the faint shuffle of STATIC in their wake.

[hisperfectvillain]

△ Damien, would you ever consider trading places with Mark? Becoming the big name everyone adores in his stead?

send me a △ and an invasive question. muse must rate the question 1-10 on how little they want to answer it, then answer it.

❝ ... five. ❞ there is a STIFFNESS to his shoulders that he cannot quite shake. ❝ i would never, EVER, wish to take away what mark has. he has earned it. every seat sold, every penny spent — he has gotten where he is through hard work and considerable effort. ❞

damien breathes in, && it QUAKES through him. ❝ but you're not just asking if i would take his life as my own. you're asking if i want to be adored. and the answer to that is ... OF COURSE I DO. but never at the cost of someone i love! SUCH A PRICE IS FAR TOO STEEP. ❞

[hisperfectvillain]

"Mm-hmm." The DA gives a hum, and bumps more firmly against Damien's side before he straightens up again. "An eccentric old friend." He shifts his bag to hang a little more securely on his shoulder. "I know better than to get between you and him, then. But dinner at my place never gets thrown away and puts a lot fewer miles on your car. In case you've forgotten my open door policy, your Mayorialness." The golden gleam of C.P. flashes on the buckle of his bag. "Open late, too," he adds cheekily.

damien's smile fades entirely, becoming more of a thoughtful frown. he isn't surprised by peterson's attitude, as people frequently MISUNDERSTAND mark && the nature of their relationship. damien knows how it looks from the outside. but don't plenty of things appear far worse without context? mark is a COMPLICATED MAN. but he is damien's closest && dearest friend. if remaining close to him, after everything he's been through, meant damien had to compromise — ?

it isn't even a choice. OF COURSE HE WOULD.

❝ i don't meant to appear ungrateful, ❞ he says, after a moment's pause. ❝ i always know you'll be right beside me. ❞ he fusses with the cuffs of his suit jacket. ❝ however, for tonight — i need to be at HIS SIDE. i hope you understand. ❞

damien is keenly aware of exactly how much he would sacrifice for mark. what are miles on his car && a hungry belly compared to the plight of his friend, suffering, ROTTING AWAY in that EMPTY MANOR — ?

[leneemusing]

JEALOUS, FIERCLY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL PROMPTS

feel free to edit pronouns as needed! content warning for some strong language,  threats and implied violence.

to each other:

❝  you’re mine. only mine.  ❞

❝  i’m all yours.  ❞

❝  mine.  ❞

❝  yours.  ❞

❝  we belong to each other.   ❞

❝  you belong to me.  ❞

❝  i belong to you.  only ever you.  ❞

❝  i just didn’t like the way they were looking at you.  like you weren’t mine.  ❞

❝  you know i’m yours,  right?  i only have eyes for you.  ❞

❝  no one else is ever gonna have a chance with me.  you’re it.  you’re all i want.  ❞

❝  i chose you.  and i need you to trust that my decision is final.  trust me.  ❞

❝  wait are you jealous?  ❞

❝  aw,  baby.  it’s cute when you’re jealous.  ❞

❝  i don’t like the way they keep staring at you.   ❞

❝  i don’t like how they keep staring at me.   ❞

❝  are they making you uncomfortable?  i can do something about it.  ❞

❝  no one should even get to look at you unless you want them to.  ❞

❝  stop—  it’s okay.  they’re not worth your anger.  just kiss me.  ❞

❝  stop saying i’m jealous.  i’m not—  i just.  i don’t like having to share. ❞

❝  i’m not jealous,  who said i’m jealous?  ❞

❝  well if i’m all yours then kiss me like it.  ❞

❝  show everyone who i belong to.  ❞

❝  i’m gonna remind them you’re mine.  ❞

❝  i want everyone here to see that you’re mine.  ❞

❝  i want everyone here to see that i’m yours.  ❞

❝  hey—  look at me.  why are you all upset?  ❞

❝  you can’t keep getting your feathers all ruffled when anyone else gives me attention.  ❞

❝  they don’t deserve you—  i don’t deserve you.  but at least i’m aware of it.  ❞

❝  i promise there’s no one else.  you have my heart completely.  ❞

❝  hey,  is this asshole bothering you?  ❞

❝  tell me you’re mine.  ❞

to a third party:

❝  get the fuck away from them!  ❞

❝  look at them like that again and you’ll won’t be seeing anything.  ❞

❝  don’t you dare touch them.  ❞

❝  yeah it’s time to walk the fuck away.  ❞

❝  you’re gonna lose a finger if you don’t get outta my sight right now.  ❞

❝  you heard them,  get lost.  ❞

❝  lucky for you,  i don’t wanna ruin their night.  but i see you sniffing around here again you might not be so fortunate.  ❞

❝  you wanna lose a limb?  beat it,  fucker.  ❞

❝  see,  i woulda left it alone.  but you made them fucking cry.  so now you’re gonna lose your eyes.  ❞

❝  hey,  they said ‘no.’  ❞

❝  hey asshole,  shut the fuck up or i’ll make you shut up.  ❞

❝  what did you just say to them,  you little shit?  ❞

❝  oh yeah.  now you’re all quiet.  not so bold when you’re not the toughest guy in the room,  huh?  ❞

❝  get lost.  ❞

❝  go.  ❞

❝  leave.  before my patience runs out.  ❞

❝  get the fuck outta their face.  ❞

❝  hey,  that’s enough.  ❞

actions:

[ CLAIM ]  for one muse to possessively place their hands on their shoulders or hips. 

[ HOLD ]  for one muse to slide their arm around the other in a possessive way. 

[ SHELTER ]  for one muse to lean into the other’s side or hug them to seek comfort from a crowd or individual while in public. 

[ STAKE ]  for one muse to protectively and/or possessively stand behind the other to intimidate a third party. 

[ RESCUE ]  for one muse to intervene upon seeing a third party making the other one uncomfortable. 

[ CHASE ]  for one muse to interrupt and make a third party leave the other alone out of jealousy/possessiveness. 

[ TENSION ]  for one muse to get in a fight on behalf of the other. 

[ STOP ]  for one muse to break up a fight which started because of them. 

[ MEND ]  for one muse to treat the other’s wounds they got from protecting them. 

[ SCOLD ]  for one muse to treat the other’s wounds they got from fighting over them. 

[ CARESS ]  for one muse to possessively kiss the other in public.

[ TAKE ]  for one muse to passionately kiss the other,  fueled by jealousy. 

[ TAUNT ]  for one muse to flirt with a third party to try and get the other to act possessively. 

[ REMIND ]  for our muses to have passionate sex meant to remind one party who they belong to. 

[ EMBRACE ]  for one muse to dominate the other due to possessiveness/jealousy. 

[ LINKED ]  for one muse to hold the other’s hand in public to stake claim. 

[ INTERTWINE ]  for one muse to hold the other’s hand in public in a comforting manner. 

[the-write-ideas]

Send me a △ and ask a really invasive question aimed at my character

They’ll have to:

Rate on a scale of 1-10 how much they don’t want to answer that question.

Answer that question.