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“destruction — which you carry carved in you as your sentence and which binds you to me closer than love,”

— Eugenio Montale, from The Storm (tr. by Jonathan Galassi)

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ardenssolis​:

     ❝YOU MAKE YOURSELF TOO obvious.❞ For a moment he allowed that statement to settle, whether for dramatic effect or to see if D'vora would show some question in her gaze before he continued onwards. ❝You push others away with your prickly demeanor on purpose much in the same manner that the Queen of Shadows, Scathach, oftentimes does as well. Except in her case, her reputation intimidates most away without issue. You have no such thing behind your name, so you try to find other means of keeping another at arm’s length.❞ He placed his hands upon his hips, leaning forward a bit and staring intently into crimson eyes. ❝There is a difference between being honest and a slip of the tongue. In your case, I imagine it was the latter; yet even then, you would have me believe that your intent was an insult all the same. Why?❞

“ perhaps I feel it is in your best interest. ” eyes narrow, but never falter — this is not the first time her behavior has been the subject of questionable intent, nor will it be the last. “ consider this: my strength is not brawn — I wield no sword, no spear, but something far sharper. ” in place of strength comes intrusive, unyielding, defiant magic — the ability to twist minds until they fray and snap. the ability to break those weak of heart, to whittle them down until they are nothing, no one. “ I spill something far worse than blood, ” hands lace at her back as gaze travels over the burnt landscape, voice never wavering in intent, “ sanity — free will, feelings of love and compassion, I could rid you of all them. make you into an empty shell without even trying — that’s why it’s better if you dislike me. those feelings will keep you safe. ”

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fractempyreal​:

                         ❛    Already getting cocky .    ❜        𝐡𝐞  𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 ,  𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲  𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞  𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬  𝐡𝐞𝐫 .        There’s nothing about her that particularly stands out to him aside from the sour air that clings to her .   Dispelling the tense silence between them with a sharp SCOFF ,   he turns away  &  begins on his way once more .         ❛    Learn to hold your tongue ,   lest you not wake to see another day .    ❜

“ cocky, says the man making threats. ” eyes roll, crimson flickering in the lowlight. d’vora knows her own frailty — she doesn’t truly find it cocky of him to assume he could remove her head from her shoulders, but refuses to back down nonetheless. “ you have your own foul stench, you know; surprisingly human... imagine that. ”

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( D’vora’s Charm: What is it & How Does it Work? )

* under a read-more because it’s really, quite long. some light content warnings apply for drug / addiction mentions, and implied violence.

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“You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all.”

— Magnus Bane

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the shape of a girl, joan macleod

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d’vora is incapable of keeping her mouth shut ok she has no sense of self preservation 🤷‍♀️

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arruerie​:

          He  glides  along  the  edges  of  the  room,  the  silver  rays  of  moonlight  reflecting  off  the  pristine  nature  of  his  white  garb,  assigning  his  figure  an  almost  ethereal  glow  as  his  presence  ghosted  the  length  of  the  room.   ❛ ❛   We’d  invite  you  to  try….  However,  we  can’t  imagine  how  you’d  fair,  watching  those  dainty  fingers  of  yours  hit  the  carpet.  It  would  be  such  a  waste,  wouldn’t  you  say  ?  ❜ ❜

     “ oh? ” head cants in amusement, eyes narrowing some as said dainty fingers settle the artwork back upon its designated resting place -- she rethinks her desire to smash it over his head. decides against it. “ a waste, you say, ” the demon begins once more, turning to face the specter -- all sharp glances and soft skin, “ and yet it almost seems like the type of thing you might enjoy. ”

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“I don’t cry much anymore; I just hold my breath and try and suffocate the feelings before they can suffocate me.”

— Kaelin Carmel. A 

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ooc. oh my sweet girl… my sweet baby girl 😭

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ooc. d’vora is so difficult to write bc I just want her to be happy and find true love but all she wants to do is talk back to people and slam doors in their faces 😒

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ᴵ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ʰᵃʳᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵈⁱᵈ ʷᵉ ᵍᵒ ʷʳᵒⁿᵍ? ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʷᵉ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ… ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗ ᵃˡˡ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ.

                             ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴏꜰ ʟɪꜰᴇ, ᴡᴀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ.

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ooc. d’vora is so difficult to write bc I just want her to be happy and find true love but all she wants to do is talk back to people and slam doors in their faces 😒

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“Ah, the sun will catch me, in my disturbing transparency. What am I but an awareness of the dark, forever?”

— Edmond Jabès, from The Book of Questions: Volume I (Wesleyan, 1991)

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depraveddesire​:

Asmodeus gives her an understanding smile, knowing all too well that having such a charming ability has its drawbacks when one is unable to yield it. When he first realized just what POWER he had … well, it was safe to say he got a bit drunk on it. It took him some time at the beginning to gain the amount of control he has over it now, being able to use it as he pleases, to get what he DESIRES and to make others’ desires KNOWN to him. 

“I SEE,” He hums, leaning back in his seat as a finger comes to tap his lips while in thought. “I didn’t have complete control over it at the beginning either, you know. Granted, I got a hold of it rather quickly … my hope is that I’ll be able to get you to that point as well.” It was EVERYONE’S hope, not just his, but that wasn’t important right now. “Unwanted violence is never a pleasant thing to deal with. Let’s make sure whatever VIOLENCE happens is because you desire it, hm?” He grins cheekily, then reaches into his jacket pocket to reveal a small glass bottle – and inside, a wisp of DARK SMOKE swirled and rumbled. “I asked a friend to have this prepared – it’s a magical dummy, of sorts. It should respond to you as if it were just like any other being affected by your charming ability. Are you ready to give it a try?”

“ a dummy? ” eyes glow, their red a bright contrast in the dark depths of her home, scarcely illuminated. in truth, it frightened her a bit, the idea of using her power in front of another — granted, asmodeus was the least likely to be affected, but she had come to fear the idea of his enchantment nonetheless. “ if you’re sure, ” the demoness says, finally, eyeing the bottle as if it were some great affront to the eyes. hands encapsulate the small thing and she watches the smoke fold over itself from within. 

her power is unstable — whenever she focuses upon it, d’vora finds that it comes in brief bursts. as if something cuts it off from within, makes it that much harder to grasp. when she tries initially, the bottle rumbles — the smoke inside turning first a pale red then a bright pink. after a little while, pressure begins building from within and she can feel the bottle straining to contain whatever power she’s put into it. “ it feels as though it might — ” crack! a long fracture etches itself down the middle of the bottle. d’vora drops it onto the bed for fear that she might shatter it entirely, leaning back slightly in shock. “ is that… supposed to happen? ”

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Tony Ward Fall 2020 RTW

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ooc.     okay… very teensy weensy starter call. no cap for now, just be aware that I may be selective with these and that lengths will vary. if you have more than one muse, please specify!