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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐒 ; 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚎

[vyik]

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the vyotous were created by  the dying god of shadows     ;      vahymn      .     𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜       &       𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜      ,     their blood       &      body from squids       &       their souls a gift from god himself          ⸻         𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐇𝐈𝐌    .

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𝖛𝖎𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖛𝖔𝖓 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖙    ;    first of her name       &     first of her kind    ,   ❛  vyortrek vyik   ❜   (    𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐝    )   ,    headmaster    ,     paramount of knowledge       ⸻                                                     &         𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 !

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Vanessa Ives black skirt & jacket & her white blouse in Penny Dreadful 1x02

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house of the dragon s2 starters

❝ there is a chill in the air. summer is well and truly through. ❞ ❝ it’s alright. there’s no reason to be nervous. ❞ ❝ i’ve little patience for the self-important, and even less for flatterers. ❞ ❝ you think me some kind of monster. ❞ ❝ it is my fault, i think, that you have forgotten to fear me. ❞ ❝ do you think simply wearing the crown imbues you with wisdom? ❞ ❝ i have been, at times, unkind but never untrue. ❞ ❝ mark my words, this is a black omen. ❞ ❝ it is your way, is it not? when something does not please you, you run. ❞ ❝ if i may seem so bold…you have not seemed yourself of late. ❞ ❝ i have come to see if we may uncover some path towards peace. ❞ ❝ i do not know if i trust you. and i sense there is danger in you yet. ❞ ❝ i wonder, do you have a moment for a quiet word? ❞ ❝ now i have seen your heart only belongs to you. ❞ ❝ it was worth the risk, no matter the outcome. ❞ ❝ some of us must serve in smaller ways…even if they are not what we would choose for ourselves. ❞ ❝ fuck dignity. i want revenge. ❞ ❝ you are not the player, but a piece on the board. ❞ ❝ is there no honor left in this world? ❞ ❝ stop wasting your life waiting for something that’ll never come. ❞ ❝ perhaps those who strive for the crown are the least suited to wear it. ❞ ❝ i find myself wondering…do we pursue the same end? ❞ ❝ and how would you define ‘victory’? ❞ ❝ once you get to know me, you’ll find i’m not so bad. ❞ ❝ thought you’d be happy. or at least less morose. ❞ ❝ i can sit still no longer. i must act. ❞ ❝ you struggle to see there’s an anger that blinds you. ❞ ❝ you must accept the path to victory now is one of violence. ❞ ❝ you only blame me because your true enemies are out of reach. ❞ ❝ there are many pieces at play here…some of which you can’t yet see. ❞ ❝ you will have all the vengeance you seek, but you must keep a grip on your impulses. ❞ ❝ which would you prefer? to be loved or feared? ❞ ❝ i don’t know what to think of you. i don’t know what you are, or who it is you serve. ❞ ❝ well, the gods favor the bold. ❞ ❝ you’ve thrown it away. after all i’ve done for you. ❞ ❝ what if the hand that’s done it is not to be blamed? ❞ ❝ the desire to kill and burn takes hold and reason is forgotten. ❞ ❝ the gods punish us. they punish me. ❞ ❝ the path i walk has never been trod. ❞ ❝ well…no use wondering what might have been. ❞ ❝ tales take on a life of their own…like weeds. ❞ ❝ this is not the time for blind accusations. ❞ ❝ hm, you wish to be rewarded. ❞ ❝ they will underestimate you. and this will be your advantage. ❞ ❝ i hope you do not confuse mercy with pliancy. ❞ ❝ there is no war so hateful to the gods as a war between kin. ❞ ❝ i’ve never trusted you, wholly…much though i wished to, willed myself to. ❞ ❝ you can’t possibly still be angry about this. ❞ ❝ boldness is one thing, but overconfidence… ❞ ❝ this world is cold and cruel, and there are few in it who are steadfast. you, i think, are steadfast. ❞ ❝ do not coddle me. grant me at least that dignity. ❞ ❝ history will paint you a villain. ❞ ❝ do you cling, even now, to what you think you lost? ❞ ❝ a sense of humor would do you good. ❞ ❝ if the gods call me to greater things, who am i to refuse them? ❞ ❝ you have done something i feared impossible. ❞ ❝ i’m not entirely sure we can declare this a victory. ❞ ❝ you should’ve been at my side. ❞ ❝ i see all your great adventures have done nothing for your looks. ❞ ❝ a jest. one you may regret as you’re supping alone tonight. ❞ ❝ soon they will not even remember what it was that began the war in the first place. ❞ ❝ i don’t need their love. i need their swords. ❞ ❝ perhaps all men are corrupt…and true honor is a mist that melts in the morning. ❞ ❝ let us put all the old unpleasantness behind us. ❞ ❝ are you perhaps the culprit who has been tampering with my peace? ❞ ❝ every man has a weakness. ❞ ❝ everything i’ve given you, you’ve thrown back in my face. ❞ ❝ oh, take heart. you’ve already written yourself into legend. ❞ ❝ you wish to wash your hands of what you yourself set in motion. ❞

❝ war is coming to the whole of the realm. ❞ ❝ you are a strange kind of woman. ❞ ❝ there are those that have mistaken my caution for weakness. let that be their undoing. ❞ ❝ i think you used my words as an excuse to take your own revenge…to indulge the darkness you keep sheathed within you like a blade. ❞ ❝ i came here to raise swords, not corpses. ❞ ❝ i cannot blame anyone for doing what i myself would do if i could. ❞ ❝ we cannot all hide in our castles waiting for war to come to us. ❞ ❝ call it what you will…i call it war. ❞ ❝ have the indignities of your childhood not yet sufficiently been avenged? ❞ ❝ you mustn’t be shaken from this. ❞ ❝ is this an order or a request? ❞ ❝ and they will pay for this. ❞ ❝ i will not be thought weak. ❞ ❝ i mistrust this silence. ❞ ❝ oh, you make an art of provoking me. ❞

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viy (1967)

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"And thought you I would not return? Thought you I would not?" — NOSFERATU (2024), dir. Robert Eggers

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Vincent Price -

THE HAUNTED PALACE (1963)

[vyik]

❝    to gods those that hear me              ⸻         ​🇹​​🇭​​🇪​ ​🇲​​🇴​​🇳​​🇸​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​​🇸​ ​🇺​​🇵​ ​ 🇭​​🇮​​🇬​​🇭​   ,    i stake my rejection      &      bide my aid's time       !      oh  ,   can you forgive me for what i have become      :        𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐒 ;      𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚎           …        ❞

❝    ⸻  𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍     :     𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚗     !    I'm struggling broken     ,    like crumbling stone    &     every past burden    ;    𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄        …       by grace        …       by grace     ❞

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Vanessa Ives black corsage & underskirt in Penny Dreadful 3x01

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THE WHEEL OF TIME ↳ Season 2 ↳ Episode Eight | What Was Meant To Be

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NOSFERATU (2024) — dir. Robert Eggers

[vyik]

𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓 / sunday , february 2nd 2025

[vyik]

❝ I loved you. I was a pentapod monster, but I loved you. I was despicable and brutal, and turpid, and everything, mais je t’aimais, je t’aimais! And there were times when I knew how you felt, and it was hell to know it . ❞

tw / suggestive

i keep drawing these two & idk why .... kinda want to make a mini comic focused on vis & beaus relationship but from beaus pov ... mostly cause drawing this it looked like a cover for a comic & i went oooo .... ideas .... i do want to flesh beau out more so she's not just plot point .

i also have more doodles of them because sometimes they are cute together . if they could just communicate like adults their relationship would be sweet but .... ya know that's not how the story goes .

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"Did she love you? Look what she's done! If I make even the slightest perceived rejection against you, you end up in tears!"

-> She looks away. They should have expected as much, and yet it still turns them fierce with anger and disgust---not at her, but that she has endured this way, and still protects her departed wife. They wonder for what. They know how Vis will turn their own words against them, desperate to protect herself, whatever pieces are left. It is something that they have allowed themselves to be complacent about until now because it is not their place to push on her scarred wounds or open old doors; just as they hate for others to question them about their own past, they do not expect Vis to open to them until she wants to. And yet: they come to this barrier again and again. The dead wife. Lyric sucks air in through their teeth and holds their temper by the neck.

"I'm not pretending to be perfect, but I am expecting you to recognize when you have been treated less than adequately."

-> They want to approach her but don't. They keep their pacing circle of space, an animal in too small of a room, shoulders hunched and teeth gritted.

"Was she holding you or was she trapping you? Was it your duty or her expectations? Where did her will end and your own begin?"

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their assault upon her past continues ; breaching into her present day actions . of course vissarion would react poorly at any slight against her ! she is the perfect model of a vyotous , how could anyone dare say a single deplorable thing against her ! if anything , lyric should feel blessed by the simple idea that vissarion would even give them so much as a simple glance ! but no ⸺ they stick their talons into her history , into her actions , her very soul !

❝ i do not ! you can be cruel , do not lie , lyric ! you attack & dig into me just as you are now ! you judge me silently just as any other : you are normally wise enough not to speak this vile nonsense aloud but here we are ! does it please you ? does it ? you are not perfect but better than the one before ? do you detested the very notion that i loved another ? that another loved me ? bedded me ? surely you must , otherwise why villainize a dead woman who cannot defend herself for her crimes of loving me so - so ⸻ ❞ she looks for a word . she reaches out , nails like claws as she tries to grasp for the perfect word or phrase to describe that type of love that lyric cannot twist : passionality ? that wasn't quite right . animalistically ? no . closer but easily made unsavory . ❝ so intensely ! like my very visage kept her satiated ! meanwhile you ... you ... ugh ! ❞

lyric paces in the room , hunched & bearing their teeth before the shade ; they kept their space like an animal protecting their territory from an intruded . how funny , this was her manor but here lyric was dominating , pushing , imposing their way in . her office now a battle around as it often turned into . vissarion kept her ground , closer to her desk while lyric blocks the exit . must be on purpose . no way to escape this maddening conversation that lyric demands they have now .

❝ then my tongue shall be still since it offends you so much ! you shout about vivian's expectations but i am now to be bound to yours ⸻ ! ❞ she turns away , feeling the flushness of her cheeks as blood rushes through her in rage . golden eyes look towards the painting of beauregard in all of her glory : proud , standing tall with medals of honor upon her chest & that smile that never quite reached her eyes ⸻ eyes now blacked out with a long strike of black done so many years ago that vissarion can't quite recall her eye color anymore . her hands reach up . she rips the painting off the wall , snapping the wire that held it up & slams it into the floor , the frame shattering in two . her boot comes down over & over & over again . there's a coolness on her face in all of her muscles but her eyes ; her eyes are in a frenzy with pinpoint pupils staring directly into vivian's face as she digs her heel into it .

finally she turns back to the other , rushing forward before getting on her knees so they are now more or less equal in height . vis grips their shoulders , forcing them up right as nails dig & dig into them . look at her , lyric . look them in the eyes !

❝ do you want me to say i hate her ! i do ! i hate how my friends forced me to that party where i met her ! i hate how i rejected her over & over again but she refused ! i fucking hated how she forced herself into my life ! & i hate that i gave in ! i hate that i gave myself to her & sullied myself with her touch ! fifty years of marriage ! fifty ! but you know what , lyric ? SHE WAS FAITHFUL & I WASN'T ! ❞

[vyik]

REPOST 🦑 ( vis's deformity )

this knowledge is very hidden . your muse does not know anything about this . vis goes to great lengths to see that this is kept secret . she has revealed this to a few select people that she trusts , because if this knowledge gets out , she can very well lose everything & risk death .

vis has a deformed arm , her right arm is half the size of her left . it only has three fingers ( the thumb , pointer & middle ) with no real palm form . it is strange for a vhae ninu ( trans : sea foam / a vyotous not of natural birth ) to be deformed since they are copies of elves & humans . what's stranger is that @necroecho , her Other , has both of his arms .

she has hidden this since the early days of her kingdom & has destroyed any evidence of her deformity many years ago . vis uses a prosthetic arm that looks like an over - sized doll arm . with the use of illusion magic & her gravity manipulation she has made it look & act like a real arm . she is unsure why her arm is deformed when her other is fine : her theory is that upon creation her shadow was cut off by a tree or something . another is that getseigeist , being a man of magic , attempted to stop his shadow from being taken but was only able to save a small piece , resulting in her malformed arm . she has no real answer .

no one is allowed to know , not even lovers . she will try to best to keep it secret , choosing to keep up the illusion magic even if its draining . eventually she will tell her lovers if they plan to bed her & she can't keep up her magic during that anymore . with someone having this knowledge , she views it as them having a loaded gun pointed to her head . she will pay you or even take you out if you cross her because of this weapon they hold ... even if the person reasures her they will not speak of it . she cannot risk everything she has on a simple promise .

her arm is her arcane focus as well . without it , she cannot cast magic as she has difficulties without a focus point to cast out of . it is not uncommon for vyotous to struggle with this . she will lie & say it is her rings on her middle fingers that are her focus when asked .

bonus : she paints the small nails on her little arm black like the rest of her nails :) they get to match .

in modern she has those really expensive prosthetic that got like robot bits in it so it moves to her brain waves & shit . she is never seen without it .

tw , self harm :

she does claw & cut at her shoulder & what little of the arm there is out of self hate . small scars dot her right shoulder , some fresh & some old .

[vyik]

❝ you call your life unfair , but i just can't agree . a thankless mob a stressful job ⸻ life's unfair to me ! yet i still power forward , no thanks to those below . surround yourself with yes's & you'll never hear a no . i'm tired of the taunting . im done with disrespect . this journey will be daunting so let me now reflect : 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 ,  𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒 , 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐆𝐄𝐓 ? 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐄 , 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓 . 𝐈 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐕𝐄 , 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓  ...  this , is the thanks , that i get . hear your king , pay your debt . 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 , 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 . ❞

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[vyik]

@regnantlight ⸻ needs

🐝 * ― 𝑵𝑶𝑵-𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺.

its piles & piles of paperwork again . normally on her days away from the schools & her businesses she finds herself locked away in her office before the sun has even risen to get ahead on all of these projects ... but today is a touch different . she is within her ❛ study ❜ ( less of a study & more of a mad man's lair to vivisect whatever confuses you . rip it apart until you know all of its secrets ) . upon a large metal table that feels akin to one you'd see in a morgue is a guardian leg . her god would not allow her to bring a full one to valskhan . did she want to kill her kingdom just like hyrule ? do not be a fool , vissarion .

still , she pulls it apart & analysis its parts ⸻ the purple ichor that clings to some parts of it drying out more & more every day ... malice , they called it back in hyrule . interesting word ... but why ? she flips through her papers , looking back at her notes as the leg remains motionless on the table .

subject 7 ; guardian leg . unable to move without a core . attempts to create a core have failed . oddly enough it does grow violent with twitches & flaying when exposed to some magic ; most notability light . since it has no core we are to assume this organic subsistence is the reason for the movement . they call it malice . further testing needed . amendment : twitching no longer occurs as the ' malice ' has dried out . hypothesis : too far from its source to operate . hive mind ? / climate is not proper conditions but the zoras have malice as well too cold ? unfortunate reality : vahymn kills it before i can study it . fucking bastard bless him for keeping us safe . praise be .

nothing usable . beyond the idea that light magic is a good tool & that her god kills it before it becomes a problem . can vahymn not simply destroy this calamity ganon ? perhaps ... but gods are odd . there is a reason why he refuses & has tasked vissarion with fixing it . you are old & wise ... you watched hyrule grow , surely you can fix it ... you are vyortrek vyik , are you not ? the ocean lord , highest in the caste below only god himself ! if you cannot then hyrule is surly doomed & within valskhan suffers .

she runs her hands through her hair before crying out ! god sees her plight but refuses to give her the answer to this problem ! what kind of test is this !? you give her a horrible hand & tell her to win ? beyond that she needs to make sure her businesses continue with the lack of trade ⸻ she's lost so much since the fall of hyrule ! the stores that buy from her stock beg for more & she does not have enough supplies . vis has to pick & chose who gets to eat .

she hates this . hate isn't even a strong enough word . as she leans on the table running her fingers through curled locks she hears a voice from behind her . its a soft one , the asks what do they need . anything they can offer to help vissarion study the machine . vis doesn't bother to truly listen nor even look . its just someone to yell at .

❝ what i need is a fucking cold drink at 10 o'clock in the morning ! would yo⸻ ❞ she turns to see it is not her maid but ... princess zelda & link trailing behind her . vissarion is quick to stand up right and fix her hair & glasses . must look proper . she puts on that cold political smile , one the princess must be used to see having lived all those years in the castle .

❝ do excuse me but ⸻ please do not worry yourself with this . my god has assigned me the task to remove the malice from hyrule . you are here to remain safe ... ❞ vissarion is quick to approach them both , guiding zelda out of her study with her hand upon her upper back while using her tentacle to grab link & pulling him out behind them .

❝ now i know how difficult this is for you , but your job is done . just staying alive is enough ! ❞ she smiles , continuing to push the conversation away from the malice ... her god had told her zelda would be useless as she is now ( whatever that means . it obviously implied she could be useful but , has gods are , no real answers where given to vissarion . just cryptic messages . ) ⸻ so there was no point in allowing her to help her .