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compilation of sketches I have not finished
kind of obsessed with lisbeth's brand of femininity actually
she is definitely well-dressed, classy. burgundy/blood-red cocktail dress for a party, but paired with boots instead of heels. (a girl needs to be able to run and kick ass. the dress skirt can be torn, but heels get in the way. she still thinks they're pretty).
she is tiny, only barely above 5 feet. she is willing and ready to kill. she is sizing everyone up as a potential opponent, just in case. she knows where the nearest exit is and she has planned the exact routes to take.
she was born of the very dirt itself, not ash, not sand, not dust. dirt. mud. bugs and all. she clawed her way out. she belongs to the land. she is the creature that was here all along, the one that periodically returns and others know not to mess with.
she has gentleness. she does not mistake it for subjugation. she does not let others make that mistake, either.
she is loyal only to herself and to dmitry, who is loyal to her. she calls the shots, she always does, always will.
so since the dash is doing that today:
i am fully aware that andy biersack with his gazelle legs is 6'3" or so but dmitry is 5'10" and it's just the way it is and u gotta deal for the same reasons that u gotta deal w dmitry having hazel eyes instead of blue (the reason: bc i said so lol)
and yes i think at some point i said lisbeth is 5'4" but i keep instinctively typing 5'2" so im just gonna change it because i cannot keep doubting myself about that one 😭
Dash games: What color does your love feel like?
Lisbeth's result: deep staining red
Ripped out confessions, warm velvety whispers and a heart like an open wound. Your love flows out like dripping blood, beautiful, flawed and twisted. It's gut wrenching, the type of painfully dramatic feeling that makes you clutch your chest, picturing dramatic monologues about love and loving and big screen over the top scenes of sobbing into your pillow until you fall asleep. It rips out of you, clawing it's way up your throat more so than tumbling out. Sticky words that just need to be let out, feelings so big they don't fit inside you. Your love isn't easy, it's a true bloody mess, dripping and staining everything it touches in a desperate attempt to be seen, to be felt, to be loved back. And you, you love so hard, so deeply, so much for someone who carries all that pain. Atlas holding up the world, how are you? Is your love still flowing? Is your heart still open? Still pumping and bleeding and dripping with blood and tears? Still painting your beautiful pictures and writing your love letters in deeply personal red ink? Because I see them, I read them, I love them and you, you, you, you. Clench your chest, scream your love, cry it out. Spill your words of loving, keep your heart beating, keep your love coming and paint the entire world red with it. Make it in your image, keep going, it's okay. Maybe one day the whole world can be red and loved and beautiful just like you.
Tagged by: @tr1cked and also stolen from @beautiful-mischief
Tagging: @ednsgrdn @ne0ngrav3 @deathshymn @rowan-revelry and you!
to whomever finds themselves having to explain airports and timezones to lisbeth: i am so sorry. she's just a girl, a cinnamon roll really. it's not her fault imaginary boundaries exist!
lisbeth is peculiar because she simultaneously knows a lot of things and then also nothing at all
she has picked up information from living with dmitry, like how to speak russian or what colors mixed together make which other ones, and she knows that death is a friendly creature who's just doing their job tbh. angels did not choose to be bestowed their wings. life *happens* to people.
but then she can't call an uber or order pizza, and addresses confuse her because why are they so complicated? "why do zips have codes? what do they unlock? what do you mean i have to remember those numbers??" like. someone help her delete her browsing history lest she embarrass herself by having her google searches revealed. it's full of silly little questions like that, and occasionally also concerning web searches related to criminal activity.
just cat behavior™
RED FLAG/GREEN FLAG (for lisbeth)
If I had to name one each for Lisbeth:
She is loyal... to death.
As in, once she decides someone is worth her time and loyalty, that's forever. However, she's willing to kill even over minor inconveniences. Zero regard for the law. Also what are taxes anyway? She has no idea.