crystal + dicksonㅤㅤft.ㅤㅤ@chronosbled

i.ㅤpuppeterㅤ-ㅤmax.ㅤ/ㅤii.ㅤfrançoise saganㅤ-ㅤbonjour tristesse.ㅤ//ㅤiii.ㅤshirley jacksonㅤ-ㅤthe haunting of hill houseㅤ//ㅤiv.ㅤthe secret gardenㅤ-ㅤcharles baudelaireㅤ//ㅤv.ㅤstart hereㅤ-ㅤcaitlyn siehl.

☣ — "It would only make sense that someone as intelligent as I am would pick only the best possible partner, no? Though the fact that you acknowledge that I'm both handsome and a gentleman, well... I'd have to say that's more than enough to make me happy." Of course hearing such a thing would make his chest swell with pride, a reaction of that caliber was only to be expected of a man when their beloved paid them a compliment of sorts. Everyone enjoyed a boost to one's ego after all, such a thing simply applied tenfold towards men. Really, mankind was such an easy thing to place underneath one's thumb.

☣ — Normally he didn't care much for compliments, especially when he was someone that had often heard the sweet and honeyed words of those that only wanted something from him. Trying their best to flatter him, desperately hoping for some kind of compensation. Some even wanted his special favor, but to gain such a thing from him was almost impossible. "That's right, my dear." There had only ever been one woman aside from Crystal to gain his genuine affections, yet such a thing didn't matter due to the drastic age difference between them and the fact she had been long deceased. "We have all the time in the world, actually. What's better is that there isn't anyone who could ever tear us apart either." It was a declaration that was almost one-hundred percent true given their situation. Of course if an organization such as the BSAA where to make such a discovery, the lives that they were currently living, well... they could surely come to a screeching halt. But for such a thing to even happen was rare, especially when he had Chris Redfield and the others within his squad wrapped around his finger.

☣ — Royal blue irises land upon the glass within the other's grasp, watching silently with a smile present on his features as she continued to take yet another sip of the contents held inside of the delicate object. His head slowly cants to the right side of his body, only allowing his smile to grow wider at his wife's question. "You know that I could never turn down a drink with you~. I'd have to be an absolute fool to do so, after all."

           ❛❛     Of course you have the best wife in the world.  You are such a lucky gentleman,  a handsome one even.     ❜❜         Cue a bright mien in pure authenticity,  lacking the morality of any normal human and still resembling one of the best behaved ones.  Instinct propels a movement of almost rolling the eyes,  toying with the edge of the clothing that made the leathery dress.  Ethereal,  a rose whose thorns are sharper than any blade. 

           Self - made woman weapon,  the words that reverberate into the ear canal and place themselves in honey drenched words from a pleading mouth tingles every fiber of her being.  Carmine mouth curved,  cheshire grin placed in delicate features feline alike.  Where one may see things red,  they would see them in rosé colored shades across veils.           ❛❛     Your little circumstance  …     ❜❜         The phrase dances across the surface of the tongue,  a hum that travels from the depths of the ribcage towards the outside world in a simple sign of the woman getting to understand a few things  …  and still be unsure of what would the world do for them.         ❛❛     We have plenty of time then ~  ! Better to have the most of it all.     ❜❜         A dismissal in a cherish voice that flows from painted lips as the cross of the legs in the position was used to getting more comfortable.  It was an odd idea to be living in such an ideal lifestyle,  despite the plays in the game ;  to partake from do's and don'ts until now.  It was the perception of such a wild,  adventurous woman who wore colors of springtide.

          Fingertips traced the countourn of her own glass,  the smooth glide of them and the lift up of the transparent object so the vision of both crossed between it and the liquor lingering inside was picturesque to say the least.  The woman took a sip,  leaving the sweetness of ripe fruits and bittersweetness to cling at the senses.         ❛❛     Hmmm  …  What if I bring the bottle  ?  Would you drink it with me  ?     ❜❜         

☣ — Sinners be damned, those were the words that many within their world spouted towards the unnatural. Toward things that they simply refused to understand. 'Twas a common way for the world outside to think about beings like Crystal and him. To say that such a way of thinking was disappointing was far more than an understatement, but... it wasn't like the two of them couldn't handle things on their own if it really came down to it.

☣ — "Mm, you have my most sincere apologies, my love~. But surely you can't blame me for such a thing, no?" A soft laugh, followed by the usual gentlemanly smile always present on his features. Surely he couldn't be held accountable for the way he felt towards the woman of sakura colored hair whenever the two of them were left alone together to their own devices, especially not when she was the only one to make his monstrous heart flutter in the ways that it did. Besides everything was always done in fun, there was never anything malicious between the two. "Personally, I'd like to believe that the two of us were made for each other, maybe even destined to meet~?" Perhaps he did believe in fairy tales to a small degree still?

ㅤㅤBoth of curses,ㅤpragmatic and hard to define for those minds that share the collective elusions.ㅤTo see danger and return a smile after seeing your worst enemy.ㅤThat’s how much they care about a world that has been deceiving from the start.ㅤIt is said that monsters are used to see each other and often one will clear it’s own woundsㅤ…ㅤwell,ㅤit’s not like fairytales do the explaining anyways.ㅤWhy would theyㅤ?

ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤYou are looking me with those eyes of yours,ㅤagain.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤA close of eyelids,ㅤflesh cradling the predator’s gaze to a moment’s rest after the intensity of the moment.ㅤA little exhale from nostrils that could have been seen as the remnants of a laugh.ㅤThe cleverness of the handsome raven boy sometimes caught her off guard and it was best to avoid leaving cracks in the open,ㅤan attempt to still maintaining certain aspects secured.ㅤThere was no reason for the monster to actually show up,ㅤwas thereㅤ?ㅤAnd if it did it would raise amusement.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤYou are so sure about it that I have no reason of denying such a truthful fact,ㅤdarling.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤShe wouldn’t be there if it wasn’t the case.

“…Kaiyo?” Velveteen had only just halfway stepped out of her room’s attached bathroom when she spoke up. Their night so far had been a tame and generally relaxed one, mainly just spent cuddling and watching TV in her room… but she’d been THINKING about their relationship. Thinking perhaps a little too hard. Steps she wanted to take in the future, feelings she had difficulty exactly putting into words.

She took a few more steps forward to the edge of her bed before raising her arms— hands gripping the hem of her shirt and swiftly pulling it up off over her head. Though her black lace bra remained on for the moment, she raised herself up to rest on the bed. “Kaiyo… have you ever thought about kids?”

Her tone remained soft as she crawled towards her boyfriend, ultimately propping herself up on his lap. Tails flicked behind her as she leaned in, fangs softly tugging at the other’s ear. Her body language said one thing very, very clearly: she wanted him. Perhaps it was just the time of year, but… “mating” had been on her mind more and more.

“Kaiyo…” a breathy whisper as her lips pressed to his cheek, “I really want you to fuck me.”

/ she’s in a mating mood. love u. from vel on wizardshotel for kaiyo <3

🐇 — FINGERS TAPPED AWAY AT THE BUTTONS OF THE SMALL GAMING CONSOLE WITHIN HIS HANDS, visuals of the screen reflecting faintly off of reddish-magenta irises, though his attention is drawn away from his game the moment he hears his girlfriend call his name. "H... Huh?" The two of them had been dating for quite some time now, perhaps longer than any other relationship that the bunny-hybrid managed to get himself into, though if he were being honest with himself... none of those lasted due to his massive anxiety, along with the fact he was a pretty big shut-in. Normally he wasn't the type to seek out relationships of that sort, after all... most people were always the same towards him (simply wanted him for his looks and nothing else) and that only further served to drive him away from others — all he ever needed was his parents and his two younger brothers — yet Velveteen was different; she understood a lot of how he felt and how he behaved, thus why he'd decided that he wanted to be with her in the first place.

🐇 — Eyes growing wide as he watched the other pull her shirt up and over her head, UNABLE TO PREVENT THE COLOR IN HIS FACE FROM RISING, completely dropping the handheld onto the floor just beside the bed (you know, the bed he was currently laying on). While he knew something like this would happen eventually in any relationship, he just never believed he would be one of those people to experience it, mainly because of how oh so painfully shy he was. He can't help the way his eyes are immediately drawn towards her breasts, even if they were covered by that black lacy bra, he could still perfectly see just how shapely they were. They would fit perfectly in the palm of his hands, he was certain of that. Though her next question is enough to make him swallow thickly, "K... Kids? Um... yeah, maybe a few times? I think kids are really cute, but... most of them don't really... treat me nicely."

🐇 — HE COULDN'T HELP THE VERY AUDIBLE SWALLOW THAT REVERBERATED FROM WITHIN HIS THROAT AS THE KITSUNE MADE HER WAY ONTO THE BED, hoisting herself onto his lap without even so much as a single ounce of hesitation. The sensation of her fangs gently tugging at his ear is more than enough to make him whine softly, hands mindlessly finding their way to the other's hips as calloused fingers began to lightly knead at the skin — oh how absolutely soft her skin was, it was like he was touching silk — for some reason he just didn't have the heart to reject his girlfriend's advances, especially when she was doing so in such a flirtatious manner. "Are you... asking me about kids because...?" His voice trails off before he's able to finish thanks to Velveteen's sudden declaration.

🐇 — "I... " The breathy whisper she gives is enough to send a shiver down his spine, FINALLY HELPING HIM TO REALIZE JUST HOW SERIOUS SHE WAS ABOUT THIS, hence why he didn't even hesitate to remove his hands from their place at her hips and quickly tug the blue fabric of his sweater up and over his head before tossing it onto the floor. He was really about to do this... They were really about to do this. The two of them really were about to have sex, and not just regular run of the mill sex for pleasure, actual bonafied sex for making babies. She wanted to have babies with him of all people. "O... Okay! I'll do... do my best to give you what you want, Vel!"

{ Random fact about Dickson because my most recent response to Serin made me remember this, but Dickson actually is someone who doesn't swear unlike the rest of the cast from any Resident Evil series.

Instead of swearing, Dickson generally has a habit of laughing during situations that many would find reasonable to swear, such as loosing a tricky target they've been tracking for weeks. If he isn't laughing though, he has a bad habit of biting his bottom lip or tousling his hair in irritation, yet despite those two telling signs... you can't ACTUALLY tell that Dickson is irritated due to him doing said things with a smile on his face. He merely appears to be doing so in a more... bashful (for lack of a better word) sense rather than irritance or annoyance.

The only time you will ever catch Dickson actively swear is when he's completely and 100% livid to the point he is basically unhinged. The best way to tell when Dickson is at this state is by looking at his appearance. His appearance will consist of: messy tousled hair (not in it's usual fashion), disorderly clothes (such as his shirt being untucked or partially buttoned, his jacket halfway hanging off of his body, his tie (when he has one on) being extremely loose), his smile will either be completely gone or spread in a crooked way from ear to ear, his eyes will hold a manic look to them, his hands/fingers will constantly twitch, and you will always find his hands touching either his head or his face (sometimes he'll even pull at his own hair). Along with the sudden swearing, he will grow extremely hostile and throw around anything he can get his hands on.

The only other time you can find Dickson swearing is if he's genuinely just in a good mood and messing around or when he's being a little shit head and wants to talk shit about something/someone. }

real friends // sixteen

☣ — A faint bit of laughter escapes from slightly parted lips, earning the female yet another smile. Really, he honestly should have expected to hear something like that come from the woman he called his beloved wife.

☣ — His body leans back against the hard surface of his desk, taking in the sight before him. "Yes, it truly is a difficult job to preform if one doesn't know what they're doing. For someone like me though... it's merely a matter of how eccentric I wish to make my creations and if I desire to fuck them over with it in the end~." To say that he wasn't petty would be an understatement, especially when it came down to getting revenge on the few people who have doubted his scientific capabilities. Life was a game after all, and the world was his ever growing stage to play. "You wish to indulge me in my work?" Not a feat that many could offer him so boldly. "With you at my side to help with my creations, I don't think anything could possibly be any more brilliant~." The sensation of delicate hands trailing his shoulders is enough to send shivers down his spine, allowing for his own hands to slowly rest upon the other's hips, gently pulling her just a little bit closer. "What could possibly go wrong with the two of us in charge~?"

ㅤㅤCuriosity killed the catㅤ—ㅤbut satisfaction brought it backㅤ!ㅤPlus,ㅤfeline companions find delight in their seven lives and the knowledge those bring to their little brains.

ㅤThe femme's eyes shut down,ㅤfluttering lashes take a rest of the sight.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤMy,ㅤit is an arduous work of perfection.ㅤI understand your struggles at work.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe artisian's crafts must be meticulously guarded,ㅤthe folding of fooling around as the vixen prepares words for the climax in a deceitful melody.ㅤShe's not naïve,ㅤthe titter that has colored the room feels unbothered.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤMy dear husband,ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤVitriol lays upon the surface of the tongue.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤDon’t you think I could give you a hand that would benefit youㅤ?ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe femme’s hands glide across his shoulders,ㅤfinding their resting place at the base of the back of the neck;ㅤa gentle massage for a moment.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤTwo minds think better than one. ㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

📖 — "Trust me when I say that I am aware of my boundaries. I am often reminded of this on a daily basis by someone back home." To say he was reminded was an understatement, it was more like it was constantly forced down his throat with every waking second that his adoptive father got whenever the platinum haired male even so much as tried to disobey even slightly — like he was rubbing the fact that he wasn't his biological child in his face. Though, he'd much preferred not being related to someone as fickle as him.

📖 — "That's right, I have information." It seemed as if he had found something that peaked her interest after all. There's a small nod of his head, and instead of hesitating to hand the book over like most people probably would... he simply offers it toward her — after all, there would be no point in telling her about said information simply to leave her in the dark. Besides, perhaps if he showed her some kind of kindness by giving her any possible information that she may need... she may be more inclined to serve as that trustworthy ally she so happened to mention previously? He had nothing to lose anyway.

📖 — Once he's certain that the book is firmly placed into her hand, the male lowers his arm back down to his side before reaching into the satchel located underneath his cloak and pulling out what seemed like yet another book, only this one was much smaller in size and the cover was purple. "If you don't mind me asking, what exactly is your name?"

ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤIt's just a gentle remimder of your boundaries.ㅤYou mortals tend to forget where your place is.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe cross of arms at the height of the chest and a puff,ㅤtold with exasperation with the wish that the words spoken were a dagger that sliced through that fine throat of his as if she wasn't one of the so - called mortalsㅤ...ㅤWell,ㅤshe isn't so sure anymore.

ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤInformation,ㅤyou sayㅤ?ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThat certain left an impression worthy of witnessing such an awkard response.ㅤEyebrows lifted up,ㅤthe woman looked almost impressed by such little piece that if she still had her previous long earsㅤ—ㅤthey would have follow the wave of shock the blackness did.ㅤAlas,ㅤall the ex priestess had going for the veneration of the temple that her soul dwells in that could reveal her true colors was that stinging tail.ㅤMore a curse than a blessing.

ㅤIt took seconds to close the gap allowing the distance to get narrow by mere sands of time,ㅤit took less to extend a hand up in the air with a movement of fingers that made clear what was up in the table if they wanted to continue a conversation without jeopardy.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤGive me it,ㅤquickly.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

@florspinae

guy who has mistaken adrenaline for love and isn’t interested in correcting the mistake

📖 — Fingers remained clasped tightly around a rather larger black book, hardcover pressed firmly against the somewhat rough tan fabric of his cloak, shifting his weight to the right side of his body (causing the small clack satchel located underneath his cloak to sway ever so slightly). Really, how did he always manage to get himself into these kinds of situations?

📖 — "Listen, I heard you clear enough the first time. I don't need you to repeat yourself." He honestly didn't understand why such hostile people felt the need to repeat themselves when it came down to the threats they made towards others when they heard them the first time. Though regardless of that, she still had asked him a question. "I'm merely trying to research whatever I can about this forest and the creatures that live within it. I take notes on everything I come across that way I have knowledge of it whenever it may be needed. Everything I currently have is in this here book." He lifts said large black book up slightly. Surely his adoptive sister must be worried about him, especially after he told he it would be a quick trip, but instead of doing what he needed, he'd ended up getting himself lost and now the company of a seemingly hostile stranger.

📖 — "I'm not sure I have anything of worth to you that would prove you to become and ally, but if you'd like... I can show you all the information I have written down about anywhere and everywhere I've been."

ㅤㅤA dry growl traversed the longitude of the throat,ㅤa bare of sharp fangs in the middle of the night as a beacon of the perilousness that shatters the comfortable sense of security.ㅤㅤOk,ㅤif the other one was lost then that made two.

ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤGood,ㅤkeep your dammed distance very away from me.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤTweak that success to rip away away part of the black threads that fuse with the night and the gaps between the trees.ㅤWhere others could have sworn to feel the slightless of pain,ㅤshe did not.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤYou are lost.ㅤWhat are you trying to do hereㅤ?ㅤThose woods are not your friend.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤNor hers.ㅤㅤA sheltered being from millenia,ㅤthe flesh irradiates an eerie light;ㅤbound to the knowledge of solitude,ㅤit's the suffocation of the damsel and the birth of a monster.

ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤMake my time worth,ㅤI may become a good ally in those lands.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

This is a surprise love ask. I love u ♥

{ Aaaaah, Serin! I love you too!!! Thank you so much for this lovely little ask, you're such a little angel! Giving you all of my hugs and kisses! Mwah~! }

here to interrupt the rude anons with a little love !! i think you’re very talented and sweet.

{ Thank you very much, sweetheart! I wouldn't exactly say that I'm talented though since I can't do much in the ways of editing and making graphics, but it means a lot to me for you to say so nonetheless! I wouldn't worry about the other anons though, they're just haters and need to try talking down on others just to make themselves feel better about themselves or make themselves seem cool. Regardless though, thank you so much for all the love and support! Remember to take care of yourself today! Sending you lots of love! Smooches! <3 }

Your blog and icon borders really ugly

{ Aww, it's okay to be jealous, baby. I know a lot of people probably think that way about your personality, but it's okay, no need to be insecure and try to toss it onto others. The borders were made by such talented people so I understand the envy that you probably feel about them, really, but you should turn that envy into some positivity! Don't make mama Speka turn your ugly mouth off now by taking away your little anonymous feature toy. Then you'll have to sit in time out. }

📖 — "Believe me, I have no intention of getting closer to you nor doing anything of the sort to cause you further distress. I simply wish to know where I am exactly." He had always been one to try and avoid human contact as much as possible, especially when most of the time he was let down by those he was made to believe he could trust, so he had no reason to drag out any interactions with this... clearly angry woman... longer than he needed to. All he wanted to do was carry on with his research, perhaps even learn a thing or two about the area he was is if made possible.

📖 — Though... it didn't exactly help that platinum haired male often had a tendency to wander off into places that he didn't belong due to his insatiable curiosity for knowledge. He could recall many times where his older adoptive sister would come chasing after him and, with her overly protective nature, swoop in to help (or rather take him away) from whatever situation he managed to get himself into. Yet it was obvious she wouldn't be able to come and get him out of this one any time soon...

ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤIf you get closer to me,ㅤI will glaaaadly tear any limb that gets in my sight and have it for dinner.ㅤI advise to keep your distance.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤHer hair is entangled somewhere and can’t shake it off,ㅤshe’s furious.ㅤAt least she's being as nice as someone can be,ㅤElle and Agni would beㅤ...ㅤdisappointed in her behavior if someone would get hurt.ㅤㅤㅤㅤ/ㅤㅤㅤㅤ@chronosbled,ㅤㅤs.c.