#devilmasked

[gloriousxdarkness]

WINTER HOLIDAY SYMBOLS //  accepting // @devilmasked​​ sent —   💍 for your muse to propose to mine during the holidays

     It doesn’t really sink in at first, what he says. Elektra’s a little busy executing an aerial off the iron leg of an old water tower, bashing the last conscious skull to the snowy roof like punctuation on a sentence Matt started. Her breath starts to recollect as she looks over at him, the guys harrying him finished only a moment before. No stars in this city but the white Christmas lights on the building opposite are giving the Devil a stark, ironic glow.

      Her first thought— don’t be stupid. Her face goes slack beneath her cover, then Elektra’s lips break into a smile, unable to help herself. Joy flashes in her heart, so strong and fast she scarcely believes it. The kind of hope she doesn’t allow or deserve. She tugs the cowl down, shaking her head. “You don’t mean that.” It’s the rush, the adrenaline, the high.

[iorast]

                                         » @devilmasked​ // closed starter !!

❝ right. so, i’m new in town. so to speak, ❞ the god started, brushing off the cloak of levitation before sighing and straightening up,  ❝ loki laufeyson. god of stories and newly crowned sorcerer supreme -- and you seem to be quite the formidable hero around this ... hel’s kitchen? correct? ❞

loki paused, before speaking again. ❝ i believe it would be in our best interests to form a sort of -- alleyship, devil. ❞

[fbiartist]

@devilmasked​ asked: [ LAP ] :     sender pulls receiver into their lap.

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

“Oop!” She had been moving around a lot and him suddenly snagging her from that startled her a little. His hands wrapping around her waist, curving at the bottom of her ribs. Her hands curled on his shoulders before she offered him that amused grin of hers, despite knowing he couldn’t see it. Then adjusted herself so that she was straddling his lap properly. Just reaching up to brush his hair back lightly with the tips of her fingers, “Can I help you with something, Mr. Murdock?” 

[jokermotif-a]

@devilmasked ♥ for a starter

ren was shaking a tiny bit, but not because of the cold. energy coursed through him like oil within a machine, the urge to just run for a bit making him jumpy in the non-frightened way. it made him look rather awkward, trying to contain it like this. “ i think that third cup of coffee was a big mistake. ”

[tyrantgarden]

@devilmasked

Yusuke stared at the coffee in front of him, deep in thought at the other's suggestion- trying out every food place at Aeon. It was insane, but not a type of insane that he wasn't willing to humor.

His 'date'- One Hinako Matsui- didn't seem too interested in the drink in front of her. Unsurprising; this place wasn't particularly 'quality'. Leblanc was far better in that regard. He'd have to remember to show her the place.

"Did you have any plans, or do we just..." What was the phrase? "Go gung-ho? Charge headfirst into danger?" He wasn't so sure about the former phrase, and the latter sounded a tad too dramatic.

He drinks some more of the coffee, it's bland, but it wakes him up some more. "I remember there was a place that made sushi..."

[gloriousxdarkness]

VALENTINE’S DAY PROMPTS  // accepting // @devilmasked​ sent —  👙  buy lingerie for my muse. o.o

     Elektra picks up the flimsy, lacy top garment out of the box. “Hm. It’s a bit small for you.” Her otherwise straight tone is undercut by a very subtle hint of humor, like a ghosting smile. “But I think it just might be your most frightening costume yet. Oh, what’s this?” A band of silk whispers through her fingers. “For your identity, I presume? At least that’s something. I can’t say the rest will leave much to the public’s imagination.”

[gloriousxdarkness]

WINTER THEMED SENTENCE STARTER //  accepting // @devilmasked​ sent —  ❝  if i slip on the ice, it’s totally your fault. ❞

     “Well, if it’s my fault, I may as well push you,” she replies low and quick, before spontaneously nudging a well-placed elbow just hard enough into Matt’s side to stumble him. The nearby skaters gasp and make sudden curves around them, while Elektra covers her mouth with her thick gloves. Not the shock it appears to be to onlookers, but masking laughter. Somewhat badly— her shoulders shake a little.

     God, the poor man. She takes pity after a moment and grabs Matt by the arms to help hoist him back up, expertly balanced on her own skates and stronger than her frame might suggest. She knows she shouldn’t smile. It just feels like play-acting, silly, the same way him holding onto her arm does when in truth, he doesn’t need it at all. But she likes the performance, the knowing that underneath the façade, they share a real secret. Elektra dusts the ice sticking to his coat for a second, quite uselessly, and glides them closer to the railing. “You’ve got snow in your scarf,” she points out, barely holding down the eager thrill jumping around in her chest. 

[gloriousxdarkness]

THE WITCHER STARTERS //  accepting // @devilmasked​​ sent — ❝ people linked by destiny always find each other. ❞

      Is that what we are? It certainly feels that way— usually. To hear Matt say it makes her heart pound a little harder. There’s dawn breaking outside the window, and with it, the discordant noise of the city and their next imminent separation. Elektra may oppose destiny at times but she doesn’t deny they’re connected. It’s comforting to think it’s a question of when they’ll see each other again, and not if. Though under what circumstances, allies or enemies, only time will tell.

     “Then I suppose I’ll see you on the other side.” Easy as that, surely. A mere few challenges and battles between now and this happening again. She strokes the tuft of his hair softly, really feeling the weight of his head in her lap. His warm, unfocused brown eyes half-lidded towards the ceiling. There’s time for another minute or two, or three. Another moment before going out into the cold world alone. She’ll stretch it as long as she can.