#marblewon

[wolfvirago-m]

@marblewon - demon sl.ayer au

Robin always had a strong sense of smell... Like her mother before her. It was fostered and grown into something helpful, a weapon in fighting the demons. Even as a child, she was preparing for a night like this one.

Their perch on the tree's welcoming branches couldn't last. Their prey laid ahead, crows having told of a demon consuming any hunters or merchants who tried to use the mountain pass. The old folks in the village called it a tengu... So they most likely had something with wings to deal with.

Regardless, the battle plan in her head isn't allowed to develop any further. Nor can she speak it to Sae-byeok, to try and get her ally's opinion. Instead they're rushing into the mountains, searching the wind for signs of the foe.

"Keep an eye above you too," The wolf breather manages to announce, "The elders called it a tengu... S'probably gonna have wings."

[42piece-aaa]

She looks pained, hurt, upset — Tomie is sitting on a bench outside, head low, hair not even concealing her sadness. Sae-byeok next to her — and Tomie sniffles, peeling a handkerchief from her purse as tears begin to flow. ❝He was so mean… I just wanted him to paint me, immortalize my beauty. Instead he painted me as a monster!❞

@marblewon

[grimcrypt-arc]

   "𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙮, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙩?"    from @marblewon​

        ❝ how could i forget? ❞     memory heavily engrained in your mind, blood stained dreams when you’d close your eyes at night ; a symphony of screams a soundtrack.    when it had been down to the wire , a threat of only one leaving alive - it was a moment in which you had felt fear for the first time in a long time.     yet despite the violence , there was her.         

                 ❝ why do you ask? ❞    hand rose to sweep hair from her face, tucking behind ear ; there’s a gentleness in your tone , it probes curiosity. 

[kahrma-a]

@marblewon​ In honor of SPOTIFY WRAPPED,  send me a number 1-100 and I’ll write you a starter based on the song. MISS ME? -- Kohrdell & Scarlxrd

         ❝— Lately I’ve been feeling just fine with my senses.❞

[42piece-a]

@marblewon​ Liked for a starter

         •°. *࿐ ❝I don’t know what I expected but Wagyu beef isn’t it❞ — there’s a pause, long and heavy where they stare at each other and Tomie swears she can hear Sae-byeok’s heart from across the table. Tomie smiles sweetly then, easing the tensions. ❝I like it.❞

[honeyfallen]

○ﾟ﹒ ♥︎ ﹒incoming treat for @marblewon﹒⟢ ﹒

[itsybitsys]

@marblewon​ said:   “Can’t someone else do it?”

     “ no! ”  hisses korra, discomforted and now wildly trying to keep the fish tank from leaking out any further; she has never been more glad to have massive hands than she is now.  they’re the only things keeping the water from gushing out.  the trickling between her fingers feels deeply unpleasant, but there’s two koi fish in that tank and she cannot in good conscience leave them now.  “ we’re the only people here, ”  she adds.  two heads are better than one, right — and four hands should be enough to save some fish.  please.

“ do you — have anything we could put these guys into? ”  she asks, somewhat desperately, considering lifting the entire tank and just carrying it along with her.  its oblong and full of gallons of water, and korra momentarily takes her hands off the chipped glass to see if she can lift it.  her arms strain ever so slightly, but thankfully, it’s doable.  “ or, like, tape?  i — i don’t know, anything to keep the water from leaking out, or something to keep these two in water.  man, who does this to innocent little fishes?  who does this and just walks off? ”  

she directs her gaze at sae-byeok.  it’s not accusing, but questioning.  “ did you see anything? ” 

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@marblewon

“ ‘sup, kid, “ she grunts around the tape in her mouth as way of greeting. she tears off a strip with her teeth, and proceeds to tape up the posters of the latest exhibition at her center -- PRESENTED BY TWO SPIRIT COLLECTIVE: QUEERLY NATIVE. (she’d personally invited them when she heard about them in one of the magazines that come to their doorstep. they’d been ecstatic that she’d reached out to them, a woman of her renown in the new york city art scene, the name she’d made since she was seven-fucking-teen as an activist, and she was eager to see what they brought to the table.)

with that said and done for, she tucks the rest of the posters underneath her arm, and fixes saebyeok with what can only be described as sour grandmotherly concern. “ you and your ma and brother settled in okay? “