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If they stand behind you, give them protection.
If they stand beside you, give them respect.
If they stand if front of you, watch their back. And if they stand against you, show them no mercy.
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A story of SECOND CHANCES, LOVE & DEVOTION, AND DEFYING FATE—· where two hearts defy a future once marked by tragedy and learn that even in a world destined for ruin, love is an act of rebellion.
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it's always so fascinating and heartbreaking when a character in a story is simultaneously idolized and abused. a chosen prophet destined for martyrdom. a child prodigy forced to grow up too fast. a powerful warrior raised as nothing but a weapon. there's just something so uniquely messed up about singing someone's praises whilst destroying them.
PSA: It’s ok if your muse doesn’t like my muse.
It’s ok if your muse gets angry at my muse. It’s ok if your muse doesn’t want to stay friends with my muse (or doesn’t want to make friends in the first place, or doesn’t want to keep up whatever relationship they have). You don’t need to force your muse out-of-character to keep them on friendly terms with mine. Conflict happens, and it’s ok if our muses run into conflict.
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࿐ ࿔*:・゚ 𖤍 𝘈𝘕𝘜𝘙𝘗 ⸻ SHADOWHEART THEMED QUOTES + LYRICS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. MAY CONTAIN MATURE THEMES.
❛ in this light the blood is black. ❜
❛ we begin in the dark and birth in the death of us. ❜
❛ what rage you must feel as you choke on your sorrow. ❜
❛ it's a darker path and it calls my name. ❜
❛ though she cannot remember, she cannot forget. ❜
❛ and know for the love of god, you need to suffer because there is a god who demands to be bled for. ❜
❛ i wanted to save the little girl in me. ❜
❛ all power demands sacrifice and pain. ❜
❛ born of a shadow with the face of a girl. ❜
❛ poor little girl; still waiting for her happy ending. ❜
❛ i will follow you into the dark. ❜
❛ i am the daughter of sorrow. ❜
❛ down the river, we flow. i'll give you my everything, i'll never let you fall. ❜
❛ you're never going to be back home again. ❜
❛ holy wisdom is not clear and thin like water, but thick and dark like blood. ❜
❛ this isn't who i am but i can't remember who i should be. ❜
❛ i'm not your protagonist, i've not even my own. i don't know anything, i don't even know what i don't know. ❜
❛ her heart was a dark forest, her soul all the wild things which dwelt between the trees. ❜
❛ she has been a prisoner since she has been a daughter. ❜
❛ i was well-practised at not saying anything i felt inside. ❜
❛ blessed be the children, each and every one come to know their god through some senseless act of violence. ❜
❛ and here you come with a shield for a heart and a sword for a tongue. ❜
❛ all your faith, all your rage, all your pain ⸻ it ain't over now and i ain't talking about forgiveness. ❜
❛ half gods are worshipped in wine and flowers. real gods require blood. ❜
❛ god loves you, but not enough to save you. ❜
❛ the blood that drips down from your chin is sickly sweet and metallic and, oh, so familiar. ❜
❛ you are not sure you remember who it belongs to anymore. ❜
❛ then bow your head in the house of god, and little girl, who do you think you are ? ❜
❛ you think you need it, you think you want love ⸻ you wouldn't want it if you knew what it was. ❜
❛ the woods have remembered you ever since the first time you got lost in them. ❜
❛ little by little she came to know tenderness and hope. ❜
❛ and now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good. ❜
❛ growing purple flowers from your heart 'til you find peace with everything you've been through. ❜
❛ and from the blood of the wound a flower sprang. ❜
❛ i can't abandon the person i used to be so i carry her. ❜
❛ i am built upon the wreckage of myself. ❜
❛ teach me the words i used to know, i want to remember ⸻ she is me, and i am her. ❜
❛ my life might not be what i thought but i wouldn't change a thing. ❜
❛ goodbye to the girl that i'd been. ❜
❛ i needed to be somewhere different. maybe i needed to be someone different, too. ❜
❛ if flowers can teach themselves how to bloom after winter passes, so can you. ❜
❛ the crescent moon fits the line of your cheek. ❜
❛ gladly feast on those who would subdue us. ❜
❛ tell me that you chose me. that you love me. that you crave the darkness. ❜
❛ i come as a blade, a sacred guardian ⸻ so you keep me sharp and test my worth in blood. ❜
❛ there is blood everywhere and i am lost in it. i breathe blood, not air. ❜
❛ one by one, i downed all the people i'd been. ❜
❛ by touch, by smell, i would know her blind. i would know her in death. ❜
❛ the blood on my teeth begins to taste like a poem, like religion, like the way you look at me. ❜
AND WEAPONS DON'T WEEP: STARTERS
a collection of dialogue prompts for or about characters who have been treated or trained as weapons by others, valued only for their capacity for violence, destruction, and harm. trigger warnings for mentions of murder and violence. change & alter as needed.
THE WEAPON:
"I'm not proud of the person they've turned me into. But it's all I know. And it's too late for me to change now."
"If there was ever any good in me, there's none left anymore."
"I don't know where the blood ends. Where my hands begin."
"I do what it takes to survive. And I don't care if that makes me a villain."
"I'm good at hurting people. I'm not going to apologize for doing what I'm good at."
"I'll never know who I could have been if they hadn't made me into this."
"This is your fault! You did this to me! You're the reason I'm like this!"
"Don't try and get close to me. You'll just get yourself hurt."
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm... I'm not very good at being good."
"I don't really know how to be gentle."
"I'm not nice, and I'm not going to pretend to be. Deal with it."
"They made me a monster."
"They're all afraid of me. And they're right to be. You should be, too."
"I know I'm a villain. I don't need you to tell me that."
"Look at what they did to me! Look at what they made me into! It's their fault! They ruined me!"
"I wish they'd just killed me. I wish they'd just killed me instead of turning me into this. Being dead is better than being a monster."
"I know you're scared of me. It's okay. Everyone is."
"What does it matter whether I feel guilty about it or not? I still did it. Being sorry doesn't change that."
"Who am I if I'm not a monster?"
"No one could ever love me after everything I've done."
"Why aren't you afraid of me? How can you not be afraid of me?"
"I don't even know who I am without them pulling my strings."
"You want me to be the villain so bad? I can damn well provide."
"I don't want to be like this anymore. I don't want to hurt people. I want to be gentle. I want to be good."
"Who am I if I'm not what they've made me?"
"I don't need a weapon. I am one."
"Do you think I have it in me, to be good?"
THE WIELDER:
"You look so beautiful covered in somebody else's blood."
"And where did this little crisis of conscience come from all of a sudden?"
"You don't get to say no to me. Not after everything I've done for you. You owe me."
"You belong to me. You're mine."
"Where would you be without me? Who would you be without me? ...That's right. So let's try and be a little more grateful, hm?"
"I gave you everything, and this is how you choose to repay me?"
"I made you! You're nothing without me!"
"You don't make the rules, darling. That's my job."
"You are a dog, and I hold your leash. Never forget that."
"I didn't make you a monster. I just brought out what was already there."
"Look at you, coming when I call, eating out of my hand, doing everything I tell you... such a good dog, aren't you?"
"You think you can just walk away from me? Where are you going to go? Nobody else could possibly love a sick thing like you!"
"Monster is such an ugly word. I prefer to think of it as... helping you reach your fullest potential."
"I've got you trained so well, don't I?"
"I thought you knew better than to disobey me."
"Do you really think you can be a hero? After everything you've done?"
"Well, then, if I really ruined your life like you say, why don't you just kill me? We both know you're good at that."
"This is all you're good for. Don't go getting delusions of grandeur on me now."
"You couldn't survive without me. Don't ever delude yourself into thinking otherwise."
"I give the orders. You take them. Not the other way around."
"Destruction is really the only thing you're good at, darling. Take that away, and what's left?"
THE OBSERVER:
"You don't have to be what they tell you to be, you know? You're not stuck. You can change."
"You're not a monster. You're my friend."
"Being gentle doesn't come easy to you, does it?"
"You're a good person. I'm sorry they made you think you aren't."
"You kind of have a little... blood... on your face. ...Don't worry, I'll get it for you."
"I'm not scared of you."
"So, have you ever... you know... killed somebody?"
"You're sick, you know that? You're really sick. I can't believe you seriously do this kind of shit."
"Look, I know who you are. I know what you've done. And I'm not running away from you. You can't scare me off."
"You really are a monster."
"Why do you listen to them? Why do you take orders from them? You don't have to obey everything they tell you."
"So, let me get this straight: you know how to kill a man fifteen different ways, just with your bare hands, and you wouldn't even break a sweat... but you don't know what to do at a party?"
"You're not as mean as you want everyone to think you are."
"You say you're not a dog. So why do you blindly follow orders like one?"
"You don't have to do this. You don't have to be like this. You can choose your own path."
"You really are as bad as they say."
"Don't touch me. You have blood on your hands."
"I know you won't hurt me. I trust you."
"No! Stay away from me! Don't come any closer!"
"The world isn't just heroes and villains. You don't have to be one or the other. And just because you've been one doesn't mean you can't be the other."
"You don't have to listen to them. You don't have to obey."
"They don't get to decide who you are. No one but you gets to decide who you are."
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Oh hey, I’m actually here today.
Slam that button for a starter.
✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺 / pt 2.
₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of loose quotes taken from various characters from hades (supergiant games). these quotes are from the first game of the series. writing/roleplaying prompts. from fluff to angst! feel free to edit as you see fit, especially since some are gendered.
❝ look who’s back. ❞ ❝ something about setbacks building character, eh? ❞ ❝ please, make yourself at home! ❞ ❝ i didn’t take you for someone to look on the bright side of things. ❞ ❝ don’t let me keep you, huh? ❞ ❝ take your pick, my treat! ❞ ❝ the fates are pretty mean to keep on doing this to you. ❞ ❝ um, i was just resting my eyes… you won’t tell anybody, right? ❞ ❝ now that’s a crying shame. ❞ ❝ i can pull some strings in your favour, dearest. ❞ ❝ i was mistaken about you. ❞ ❝ would you do that for me, huh? ❞ ❝ glad you’re still in one piece. ❞ ❝ i can explain, so, please… ❞ ❝ it was never my wish to hurt you. ❞ ❝ that’s… somehow reassuring. ❞ ❝ i’ll do everything i can, for you. ❞ ❝ you… you saved my life. ❞ ❝ what is it that you’re trying to do now? ❞ ❝ should i be concerned? ❞ ❝ seek pity someplace else. ❞ ❝ well, i think you did great, if you ask me. ❞ ❝ i never doubted you. ❞ ❝ you look rather… well. ❞ ❝ and here i thought we had something. ❞ ❝ i thought we were close as grapes upon the vine, but i was wrong. ❞ ❝ all this time, you… you lied to me? ❞ ❝ i won’t forget you, i swear it. ❞ ❝ that’s very calculating when you put it quite like that… ❞ ❝ i got you, just hang on a little longer. ❞ ❝ you and me, we’re getting through this, now or never. ready? ❞ ❝ let’s complicate things between us, hm? ❞ ❝ i only wish i could get even stronger. ❞ ❝ i’ll take care of this, so stand back. ❞ ❝ i know it is a bitter victory, at best. ❞ ❝ care to hunt with me? ❞ ❝ don’t you ever get lonely…? ❞ ❝ well, i mean, because… i mean, just look at you. you’re very beautiful! ❞ ❝ he seems rather interested in you. ❞ ❝ you make a good team. ❞ ❝ i have to say you’re quite the charm. ❞ ❝ eugh, you’re a proper mess right now. ❞ ❝ what has gotten into you? ❞ ❝ such utter foolishness. ❞ ❝ i don’t know why i’m getting so defensive here, now that i think about it. ❞ ❝ get it together, yeah? ❞ ❝ but don’t you trust me? ❞ ❝ you’re bleeding everywhere! ❞ ❝ did i do something to deserve this? ❞ ❝ i hope the fates are nicer to you. ❞ ❝ after everything we've been through together, this is the gratitude i get? ❞ ❝ you’ll be impressed. you’ll see. ❞ ❝ my loyalty’s hard-won, and quickly lost. ❞ ❝ hey, you’re not alone. you’re not alone, okay? ❞ ❝ let me show you. ❞ ❝ need a hunting partner? ❞ ❝ i don’t want to talk about it. ❞ ❝ i just wanted to see you again. ❞ ❝ you’re a real friend. ❞ ❝ ah well, i sure don’t mind a little company. ❞ ❝ oh, i just can’t stay mad at you! come here! ❞ ❝ it helps not having to go through everything alone… ❞ ❝ so how about we call this matter put to bed? ❞ ❝ you seem like you’d be good for somebody. ❞ ❝ let me make life a little sweeter for you. ❞ ❝ got something that is going to knock you off your feet, here. ❞ ❝ drink up, mate! ❞ ❝ i won’t forget this. ❞ ❝ i’d say you made the right decision there, regardless of what others say. ❞ ❝ you’re very kind. ❞ ❝ what’s a family without flaws? ❞ ❝ ah, good! just when i had almost forgotten what an arrow to the back felt like! ❞ ❝ i’ll be looking out for you. if you don't mind, of course. ❞ ❝ remember: kill-or-be-killed. ❞ ❝ always trust your heart. ❞ ❝ i happen to be the jealous type. ❞ ❝ how i long to see you, love. ❞ ❝ let's see what mischief we can make, between the two of us! ❞
I guess I'm here now again?
I'm going to have to dust some stuff off, I think.
wrathfulmajora:
Perhaps the most annoying part of the act of possession was that the one doing the possessing could feel what their host felt. Touching the Deity’s mask, for however short a time, had been particularly unpleasant–and yet, amusing. Poor ogre, he was trying so hard… Only to get grounded for his troubles.
’Make! Me!’ In stark contrast to Link’s demanding timbre, Majora’s tone was a sing-sung taunt. There was a note of triumph present there, too, and it turned its focus to one of the boy’s legs so it could give the downed mask a meaningful kick. ’Hee, hee! Place your bets! What are the odds some cheery middle-aged salesman will come along and steal him while we’re gone?’
… Now came the inglorious task of trying to make the boy walk. One foot in front of the other was a simple process when you didn’t have another mind protesting against you, but damned if the demon wasn’t going to try getting a move on, preferably without stumbling or falling flat on… Well. Link’s face. On second thought, if that happened, so be it. It wasn’t the one that would have to deal with the aftermath of a broken nose or any bruises accumulated by fighting back in the long-term, and maybe if they fell over enough he’d cooperate a little more?
’Anyway, kiddo, I’ll let you choose the first round! What should we do? Play kickball with some Zora eggs? Rob some mooks? Stab an old grandma ‘til her dentures fall out?’
One shaky motion and the mask was kicked across the dirt, landing at the base of a tree. Link couldn’t even try to go after it. He had to keep struggling, but he was rapidly just losing the fight and the control. He couldn’t hold on.
He was trying, even as he was starting to move.
It was all against his will, but he had very little that he could do in response. Would he survive this? Wouldn’t it be easier if Majora had just killed him? Threw him off a cliff or in front of a charging beast?
Link walked, stiffly and with resistance in every bit of motion and every single step. And he couldn’t even scream. No one would be able to help him. There was no one who would even notice, not unless he wandered into Ikana, and even then he was pretty sure that no one would bother to save him. He couldn’t even run. He couldn’t even push against the beast pressing into his mind.
wrathfulmajora:
The boy alone was barely a challenge. The boy and the Deity was another story altogether; it would have to see about ridding them of The Help before he managed to free the boy of its presence.
’Don’t be such a spoilsport! You should be thanking me! I’m so worried about his health, you know?’ Every ounce of Majora’s focus that wasn’t devoted to its taunting went to taking over one of Link’s arms. If it could just… Knock the Diety’s mask loose and onto the ground, he wouldn’t be able to do anything, would he? ’Just let aunty Majora show the kiddo how to live a little!’
Granted, its definition of live wasn’t exactly conventional, or ideal, or harmless, or… But at least that probably meant it wasn’t going to bring the boy any lasting physical harm with its antics–it didn’t want to destroy it’s besties host. What fun would that be? It wouldn’t be able to see his face after it was done playing with Link! And that was one thing it was very much looking forward to.
It hadn’t forgotten how the ogre left it to suffer in the ruins of its last shrine. He was lucky it was feeling playful.
GET. OUT.
Link’s voice, in his own head, was loud. It betrayed exactly what he was supposed to be, a man, a proper warrior, and a force to be reckoned with. Had Majora come upon the misfortune of meeting him as he was, when he truly was the Hero of Time, things would have been rather wildly different.
A burning feeling surged up his arm when his fingertips grasped the mask. The Deity was fighting, pushing and trying to tear its way through his host to get to this invasive creature. This parasite that was trying so very hard to consume his host. And the Deity felt no remorse, the pain that Link felt was a necessary evil, and one he would likely have to apologize for much later.
But the mask was in his hand, and Link fought to try to get it on his face. To get it somewhere that he could put it on. Even if he was going to be destroyed he needed to rid Termina of this evil.
The mask slipped from his fingers, and onto the ground.
wrathfulmajora:
When the demon left the poor little fae, the wee thing did all the external screaming that the boy found himself unable to do. She kicked; she squirmed; she tried fluttering her wings–it was a two-in-one combination of wrongness that the perpetrator could only relish. Yes, this moment would stay dear to it forever and a day.
First on the invader’s agenda: taking full control over the boy’s jaw–everything else could wait a moment. There was a terrible crunch when it wrested control over those motor functions, in particular; a bloody magic-tinged taste filled the mouth it was vying to take over. Not completely, though. No, he wanted Link to consciously share in the experience of ending such a small, juicy life. He wanted his friend to be fully aware of every little thing.
’Delicious!’ And if it wasn’t clear already who was behind this hostile take-over, perhaps the voice infiltrating Link’s mind would toss him another hint. ’Eat up! You’re a growing boy… You need the protein!’
Peals of laughter joined the unspoken words; Majora thought itself quite the comedian, apparently.
He was familiar with the taste of copper but this was worse. There was something horrible to it, and he couldn’t do anything. He tried, though. He tried so hard. To move his hand, to grab the Deity’s mask. To grab ANY of the masks and change his body.
And he knew the moment he heard that voice who was taking his body.
He shuddered, nausea spreading through him as he was struggling to gain some semblance of control. But for all he was the hero, he was no god - good or otherwise - and the Goddesses of Hyrule had revoked their protection of him a long time ago. He was losing.
The mask at his side rattled, pulsing through his body with a different sort of dark energy, something just as powerful but nowhere near as corrupting. Nothing that left this damage. The Deity could not roar but he raged as well as he could, trying to usurp any power Majora was gaining. But it too was just a mask.