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𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔨 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔦𝔰, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔰 𝔭𝔞𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰, 𝔦𝔰 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔱 𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔱 /// 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖉 ''𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌'' 𝖎𝖘 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖙 𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖙.

#LADYOHDEATH. an independent, highly selective & PRIVATE 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄-𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 writing blog for RIO VIDAL / 𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇, the ruler of life and death.

as featured in marvel's "agatha all along". 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐔𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄. written and loved by jinx (28, she/they, est). please read carrd before you follow. mcu friendly but not heavily affiliated with the mcu. i keep her backstory from the mcu and the rest is up to me. 𝔸 𝕊𝕋𝕌𝔻𝕐 𝕀ℕ: isolation, loving despite her nature, duty one cannot betray, the importance of the cycle of life, cosmic balance, understanding death, fearing life, loneliness, jealousy, learning how to deal with human emotions please read rules, verses, and bio before following. 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥. verses are open for various universes, including but not limited to: modern, vampire, grim reaper, bg3, skyrim, star wars, and more. being that rio is not a "superhero" and is 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, she can fit into almost any universe that your character might be from, so don't be shy! for my marvel mcu verse, i have a lot of canon divergences so be sure to read my carrd. 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 : graphics and aesthetics do not interest me, i am here to write, so follow no matter what your blog looks like! i will only roleplay with adults. 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃, 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃. all triggers will be tagged but please curate your own dash and do not follow if this upsets you. plotting preferred over one liners. mun not a fan of drama, i will block liberally. most importantly to my portrayal of rio vidal, 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐁𝐈𝐀𝐍. 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐍-𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄. i believe there is a serious beauty in having the personification of death be written as a lesbian, and i will not be changing this. if it upsets you, then please do not even bother to follow. i will not tolerate any lesbophobia in my direction.

𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄.

well i mean you don't, but if that makes you uncomfortable you don't have to follow me!

life is hectic for us all. i've had many roleplay partners leave and then come back. i've never held it against them.

honestly i've been on and off tumblr for over 15 years. i come online for years at a time and sometimes take breaks for a month or two, sometimes for a year or two. there have been times where i have taken a hiatus and let everyone know. there are times where someone i love has died, or my home life has exploded, and other personal things have happened and i've disappeared without warning anyone.

"No Glocks on the dinner table." / @graunblida

"I know you're trying to protect me, but I'm not helpless." - @tornsaviors

rio wrinkles her nose, a flash of annoyance passing her face for a brief moment. although she's more annoyed with herself than with vale -- that hadn't been her intention, of course. she just can't help that she gets like that sometimes -- reckless, emotional. maybe a bit too pushy. it's hard when there's something to lose, and she hasn't quite learned how to deal with that yet.

"i know you're not helpless," she grumbles, resisting the urge to pout. she fails, and when she meets vale's eyes again, it forces a sigh out. "fine. i'm sorry. that's not what i meant."

one being that although death is everywhere at once, it's only the form that she holds awareness in that has her history with previous lovers that has given her the ability to Feel Human Emotions.

technically she can shift her awareness to her other forms, and she often does, but it's just easier to keep her awareness in one form so she can keep track of herself since learning human emotions.

learning and experiencing human emotions has made her irrational, and made her able to feel love AND pain.

despite this death can't conceptualize grief in the same way we can. she can sympathize, and she's had centuries of experience with it, but she can't feel grief herself in relation to death -- she can grieve relationships, of course

and also i'm keeping all of my rio canon that's on my carrd, including the one where nicky lives with her in the realm of the dead.

and i think what i've headcanoned is just think of it like the multiverse theory. across all universes, all walks of life, death is there, conscious and acting on subconscious instinct, doing her work all over. but her AWARENESS -- so her alive self -- is only in one form. as a result, she can be present in the moment with someone, having a conversation or hanging out with them, while also being everywhere else. she's just only aware and living in that one specific form in that moment.

"Everyone is looking to me to handle things, to make the right decisions. Everyone is looking to me to lead. If I grieve, nobody else gets to." / @carolxvers

obligation is a cruel thing. death understands this more than most. sometimes there is no time to grieve.

and grief is not unfamiliar to her, either. she has seen it all. at carol's words, she hums in response at first, moving to sit next to her. death may not come off as comforting -- or as someone who experiences the full range of human emotions, really -- but she's seen more than enough grief in her lifetime to know it well.

in recent centuries, death has experienced love and loss firsthand. that sort of experience has done wonders for her own emotional range. she may not have experienced true human grief, but she's had a close enough brush with it that she feels like she just may understand this on a more intimate level than she had several years ago.

rio leans back, arms crossed over her chest, as she considers a response. rio knows the hero types. they're all the same. carol is one of the rare few she's seen without a selfish agenda. she's seen firsthand how many people captain marvel has saved from the verge of death.

"i get it. i'm not going to give you the whole speech about how you can't help others until you help yourself, or whatever. i'll just say..." she pauses, her tone serious. "violence isn't the only killer. stress does it, too. humans are sensitive. they need to deal with their shit in order to live better lives.

“Yeah, I’m glad I didn’t live back then. I wouldn’t have survived without wifi.” / @spiderz0mbie

the concept of time is lost on death. she's seen it all -- quite literally, from beginning to end -- so the thought of a time even a hundred years ago feels like yesterday. a normal human consciousness would not be able to conceptualize the amount of time she's experienced. rio sorts it behind curtains, of which she does not pull back until she wants to.

a pause as she does so. rio's head tilts, her eyes shifting as though she's suddenly far away. she recalls, in quick flashes and random visions, the time period in which the two of them are discussing. billions of people to bring to the other side.

she blinks back. the museum is in sharp focus now around them once more, back to what it had been seconds ago. sometimes it's easy to forget the actual age difference between them, but as she looks at the soft lines of cass's face, she's instantly reminded of such a thing.

and really, she isn't meant to live this way. isn't meant to be this close to humans in such a way, to know them like this. to discuss these sorts of things. however, she finds she doesn't care as much about it as she probably should. ( sure, it's unnatural, and maybe messing with the whole Order Of Things, but hell. she's lived millions of years, she should be allowed to have SOME things for herself. )

"you're lucky," she replies, turning away from the painting to lead them elsewhere. "it was overrated. they didn't even have a sewage system." she wrinkles her nose, then sighs. "soooooo ..... where's the dinosaurs?!"