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[theduchessofthieves-blog]

it's been 2 fucking days and im still laughing over this icon

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[damnata]

   That’s some heavy shit, and she can only even attempt to deal with things like that from her friends. Not that she has more than ten that are that close. It’s embarrassing trying to get herself together enough to be comforting, and they’re the only ones she knows won’t hold it against her. Not forever, at least.

   ”Well, I’d try.” There’s nothing better to do with your last nights of freedom, anyway. “Nothing wrong with pretending to, is there?” After she got married, there weren’t many celebrations. Just being shown off. Then again, she could hardly complain about the lifestyle. “Try to! It’s not like you’ll have opportunities afterwards.”

[theduchessofthieves-blog]

It was embarrassing to speak of it. She had to put up and shut up, as her father said -- it wasn't her choice to make. It was his, and it was boost their reputation as well assuring the security of the eigth circle. That was all he cared about.

"Pretending to have fun? What is the point?" Fun was reserved for those who had something to be happy about. Perhaps she should be happy, this would give her a higher status, secure her role in the eigth circle as its future Duchess of Thieves. "What do you mean by afterwards?"

[sleepheavily]

“Clearly they did not.” Perhaps their earlier plan of hiding as literally in the shadows as they could manage would have been easier, but the vantage point is better here - even if the conversation is not. Staring away from her, they locate Lucifer in the crowd, barely narrow their eyes. “Perhaps next time they could send someone worth my time.” Miczariel is, and what happened was through no fault of her own; but there’s little point to talking about her to those who wouldn’t care. “Most agree with you.” It does get difficult when there’s a few empty months with no-one to lead the reapers, but Kokabel loves to insist she can. “Like always.” Turning their gaze back on her, they cant their head an inch. “Are you here just to wish that I had died, or did you have another reason?”

[theduchessofthieves-blog]

"I'm here because I am your daughter-in-law, Samael." A wide, forced grin grows on her face. "You act as if my presence offends you. I am not here to wish you had died, now that would just be heartless of me." Smirking, she folds her arms. She had been called the term before, and it contrasted greatly to when she was young; then she had been the Duchess with too kind a heart. Despite everything between her and Samael, she preferred the Reaper greatly to her partner and father-in-law. At least with Samael she could have a stimulating conversation, even if it was just them biting at each other's throats. "Who would be worth your time, Samael? Hypothetically speaking. I hear you have some extrodinarily tough reapers."

[theduchessofthieves-blog]

7/8/9 for val

7. What is the biggest mistake they’ve ever made?

Letting her father control her life decisions.

8. What mistake(s) do they continue to make/have not learned from?

Being very emotionally guarded. She thinks it saves her from pain - it does not.

9. Name some of their major physical shortcomings.

Some would consider her height as she is extremely tall. Her eyes and the way she looks at people make her come off as harsh and cruel. It’s just her resting face.

[theduchessofthieves-blog]

;15, 16, 17 maybe ???

15. How might they be ignorant or prejudiced?

Though she does have friends, and lovers who are Reapers, Val can be ignorant to their struggles and slightly prejudice toward them. It’s internalised from her father, and the way she has been raised. 

She also holds a slight prejudice against humans, but that is because she fears hunters.

16. Do they have any behaviors and/or beliefs that cannot be adequately justified?

She thinks murder is fun, but only when it’s her clients. She doesn’t murder her own kind. (perhaps fun is the wrong word? it’s more acceptable in her eyes when it’s her human clients.)

17. When would they be too judgmental of someone or something?

When is she not too judgemental?

[arcanewarriors-archive-deactiva]

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1. What is one thing others might find intolerable about them? 2. Do they have any annoying quirks? If so, what are they? 3. Name one or more of their bad habits. 4. Any addictions? (Food, sex, drugs/alcohol, shopping, power/control, etc.) 5. What is one thing they do that can negatively affect their relationship with friends? 6. Their romantic relationships? 7. What is the biggest mistake they’ve ever made? 8. What mistake(s) do they continue to make/have not learned from? 9. Name some of their major physical shortcomings. 10. Some of their emotional shortcomings? 11. What are their intellectual shortcomings? 12. At least one thing that they tend to overreact to. 13. In what ways might they be overly negative and/or pessimistic? 14. Is there anything they are too optimistic about? 15. How might they be ignorant or prejudiced? 16. Do they have any behaviors and/or beliefs that cannot be adequately justified? 17. When would they be too judgmental of someone or something? 18. Are they ever a pushover about something? If so, how? 19. Is there anything they refuse to budge on? What are they stubborn about? 20. What is a self-inflicted misery of theirs? (i.e. something they perpetuate themselves)

[sleepheavily]

It may have been too much to hope that after unceremoniously having an angel blade stuck in their back they could stay out of sight in the corner of the meeting chambers. So blame them - they’re paranoid, and Lucifer being surrounded by people they don’t know raises their hackles so soon after the event. They know why it happened, know that nothing will come after them, but it won’t hurt anything to shadow him for a while. “They tried.” Being half a foot shorter or more than everyone they meet is getting tiresome. “I was sent back.” Or healed, as with this time, but it’s easier to drawl in a monotone than explain. “Too terrifying to stay, apparently.”

[theduchessofthieves-blog]

"I can believe that." Valefar watched them, her gaze cold. Small talk with her in-laws was... Painful, to say the least. "Well, clearly they didn't try hard enough." They were family, but family didn't mean she had to like them. For a second her eyes averted to gaze around the room, full of guests exchanging menial chatter. "I kid, Samael. It's so lovely to have you back alive and well." Lies. But what was the Duchess to do aside from lie? She had to keep them happy afterall. "Hopefully it shan't happen again, but then again if it did, you'd be back in no time. Like always."

[memeroundups]

Angst and Creepy Sentences {trigger warning, nsfw and noncon/dubcon}

"Tell me what it’ll take…"

"I- I won’t do it again…"

"Please, not now."

"Because you’re a fine piece of work yourself, huh?"

"This little game is becoming boring, don’t you think?"

"I’m not your toy."

"Maybe I’m done being complacent…"

"I’m… afraid."

"I’m running away and never coming back."

"Don’t you dare touch me again."

"I can’t keep this up, I can’t do this any longer-"

"Alright I’ll do as you say, just please."

"Don’t even think about it."

"Let go of me!"

"You’re disgusting."

"You know you’ll end up crawling back."

"You can beg better than that, my darling…"

"Dare to bite the hand that feeds you?"

"You can’t get rid of me that easily."

"You’re already so pliant, but breaking you further will be fun."

"It’s too late for regrets."

"Just remember. You’re hopelessly filthy."

"Will you really try living life as a normal happy person? What a laugh."

"You’re really just a coward."

"I’ll never forgive you."

"I’ll do what you say, but know this. I’ll loathe every second of it."

"Don’t feel bad. There was no chance for you to begin with."

"Your words are charming but not sincere."

"I know what lies beneath that carefully placed mask of a pleasant smile, and it’s nothing short of broken."

"No one is going to save you. No one gives a damn about you."

"I want to defile what little innocent you have left."

"I want to own you completely."

"I own you."

"I love you… is what you wish for me to say, right? Pity."

"Your lies won’t work any longer."

"That was not a ‘suggestion’…"

"Help me, take me away from here."

"I’m not an idiot, I’ve seen the way you look at me."

"You enjoy it, don’t you? The power you have over me."

"Despite what you say, I know deep down you enjoy it. Your body doesn’t lie."

"Perhaps if you weren’t so stifling…"

"I’d like some freedom in my actions, I think I’ve earned it as of late."

"I’ll say it now. I don’t trust you."

"So you expect me to ‘entertain’ others in hopes that you’ll earn their favor, is that it?"

"I see myself in you."

"You’re becoming more like me every day."

"Learn to discard these pesky emotions. You won’t need them."

"I’ve done a fine job in making you agreeable, obedient… you’ll continue pleasing me, yes?”

"When you hold me, I know your gesture is superficial."

"Last night was fun. I can still taste you on my tongue, though your protests were especially sweet.”

"You’re tired? Well you’ll rest soon enough. My friend wants a turn as well."

"When you look at me, I can feel your perverse stare crawling over my skin."

"I can’t tonight I’m… tired."

"I think your assurances that I’ll be unharmed were especially hilarious."

"Don’t pry any further, you have no right."

"Do you think that I’m easy? I won’t give up without a fight."

"I’ve had enough, untie me."

"You’re terrible."

"You can have your way, but don’t think you’ll make me enjoy it."

"I find myself breaking more each day."

"I’m just a your puppet, right? I’ll play along."

"No y-you don’t have to gag me, I’ll be quiet I promise."

"S-stop…"

"That hurts."

"I don’t believe you. Though honestly, at this point I don’t care."

"I’m beginning to feel regret… Please, you understand, don’t you?"

"Go ahead and kill me."

"You act so high and mighty, but I’ll yank that pedestal out from under you."

"If only it were that simple. You’ll have to try harder."

Your little act of ‘independence’ is cute, it really is…

"The clients are considering my deal, though they’ve been watching you and want more than just money… I’m sure you’re beginning to understand what I’m asking of you, yes?"

"Just this once, I want to pretend. Let me pretend I’m happy." 

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                                      ❝ ᴅᴏ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ. ❞

                                       written by livvy.

[sleepheavily]

Snorting, she shrugs. “God -” she cuts off, raps on her chest, “can’t say that down here, forgot. Something knows it’s more of a fuckin’ curse than a name.” Half a shrug. “Can’t remember what my sister was called, but ‘s probably longer than mine.” It was a long time ago, and she can almost let that not make her feel guilty. All of them went through this. “Going by what some do, it seems more about being passive-aggressive an’ pretending to like people. Much easier to throw axes when y’ get pissed.” Frowning briefly, she tilts her head. “Thought your lot didn’t buy in to the whole bastard child thing?” Anders would be in something like trouble if they did, but it’s not something she’s going to risk asking Samael. “Still, orgies are always fun to talk about.” Shrugging again, she leans her head against the wall. “None taken. ‘s like -” she waves her hand. “It’s wild, ‘f that’s enough. There’s no one way to describe it.” Half a grin. “You go everywhere, though, Meet so many people. Constantly risking your unlife is worth it for us.” A pause. “An’, obviously, our parties are much better than these.”

[theduchessofthieves-blog]

Valefar shrugs. The name was a curse according to everyone in her life -- especially those who had fallen with Lucifer. "We shouldn't fear names, I feel it is foolish to." A pause. "But if what I hear is true, then we are right to fear Him. Or Her. Or Them." Who knew at this point? Valefar didn't know whether to laugh or offer her sympathies toward Meibe, it was probably a sensitive subject so she simply smiled and nodded. "Apparently they do. Baal will probably be made an Ambassador to cover it up, but they can never take my father's position. Instead I am going to. My sister will marry Meridit, and become so much more powerful than she already is." It was a seemingly scary thought, but she trusted Adremlech to make the right decision. Listening carefully, a small smile grew on the Duchess' face. "I wish I could go everywhere. And go to exciting parties. It would be so much better than attending these sort of things."

[theduchessofthieves-blog]

         "-- Why aren't you dead yet?"

[theduchessofthieves-blog]

im crying i just found this icon and

look how beautiful that face is

[sleepheavily]

“Always a bright side, isn’t there?” Ducking her head, she twists her  fingers together behind her back. “I could’ve been called Vrykolakas or somethin’, if I hadn’t lucked out and died ‘stead of being a demon.” Or something equally as horrifying if she’d let other people name her; it’d been close, after a few too many drinks. “Best ones are always one on one. ‘f you can prove your superiority, you can spend the next hundred years not shutting up about it.” A pause. “As I learned. Never fight someone who files their teeth.” Tilting her head against the wall, she watches carefully. “Don’t think anyone likes to admit they’re wrong. Means other people have t’ force them to.” She huffs out a laugh. “We’re here for politics, or somethin’. I think it’s an excuse to make a scene an’ sneak off with people. ‘s all bullshit, unless you’re in on it.” She grins. “I know the feeling. ‘m just waiting ‘til someone starts an orgy or a fight at one of these things. It’s fuckin’ boring until then.”

[theduchessofthieves-blog]

"Always." A quiet laugh escaped her, it wasn't really a perspective she'd thought about before. "That's quite a mouthful... But then my sister is called Adremlech." Her sister was much more politically minded than she was. Her powers were stronger as well, but Valefar put that down to her having training (she was the oldest, afterall). "Politics is all about proving you're in the right, and in doing so you create a lot of enemies." It was a game as far as the Duchess was concerned. A game that caused death and destruction. Meibe's words made her laugh, much more than she had done inside the function. "You are quite right." She smiles. "The orgy will be started by Baal. He has quite the reputation for such things, but I guess that's because when you're the Duke's bastard, you don't have much of a reputation to protect." She could stand here and talk to Meibe all night, it was the most relaxed Valefar had felt all night. Her sister's arranged marriage was soon to take place, and Val found herself being married off. It was all politics. "What's it like? Being a reaper, I mean." A pause. "I mean no offence. I'm just... Curious."

[sfelicitysmoak]

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[damnata]

   Political functions are always more fun when Marian is there too, but Fenrir is just as good.

   She’d be lying if she said she was here for the politics, but it’s fun regardless. Hell has such a tendency to leave valuables around - not that she’d ever be able to sell them for anything, unless she bargained them off in another circle, but it’s the principle of the thing. What she can take, she does. And it’s fun.

   Sidling up behind a demon - or something, but she can’t be bothered to check - she reaches for another glass of whatever it is they have, grin sliding onto her face. They don’t look particularly happy, she notices - but they do look pretty. Even if their dress is a little ridiculous.

   If she’s going to come to these things, she may as well enjoy herself.

   ”Having fun?” Raising her eyebrows at them, she smiles, tilts her head. Half the valuables in the room are tucked into the pouches on her belt, more in Fenrir’s - she was running out of room and she needed somewhere to put them. “For one of the ones who threw this travesty, you’d think you’d be enjoying it more.”

[theduchessofthieves-blog]

She's never liked these things. The young Duchess is put off from conversations, tonight; she's on her tiptoes constantly, trying to spot her - Cory. Where was Cory? It was off putting. Having someone that possessed her mind. Shaking her head, Valefar moves around the room, trying to act casually.

She feels out of place, she always does at these events. Clutching a glass of champagne, Valefar sipped at it, putting on another fake smile as one of her father's friends struck up a conversation with her. Rumours of her engagement to Proserpine were already floating round, and it was bothering her. She didn't want to be married -- not yet, at least.

Moving on, Valefar put down the now empty glass and sought out another. A voice in her ear distracted her. "Hmm?" She concentrated for a moment before it came back to her -- what they said, at least. "Not really." Valefar said, a polite smile gracing her face. "Would you be having fun if your father forced you here after announcing you're arranged to be married?" She sounded bitter. She didn't care, though. She wasn't in the mood to care.