* / 𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙮.

tend to the flames, i'll worhsip the ashes.

[hauntsdestruction]

letting u all know that i’ve remade !! if you like to follow me, you can find me here !

[hauntsdestruction]

i luv chris but perhaps . he would not be so strung up if he occasionally got laid

[hauntsdestruction]

veiliisms·.  

“probably because you have been working six days straight, chris. you are not superman, you know… however, yes, i believe we still have coffee.”

        ‘  i  don’t  know  ,  i  feel  like  i’m  pretty  close  to  being  superman.  not  many  people  have  survived  what  i’ve  been  through.  do  you  know  anyone  else  that’ve  fought  as  many  b.o.w.’s  as  me  and  live  ?  and  don’t  say  leon.  he  doesn’t  count.  ‘

[hauntsdestruction]

why he ourple

[hauntsdestruction]

        ‘  i  feel  like  i’ve  been  working  for  six  days  straight  now  ...  i  either  need  to  sleep  for  a  week  straight  ,  or  chug  a  months  worth  of  coffee.  please  tell  me  we  have  coffee.  ‘  

[hauntsdestruction]

sighs loudly.. fuck it. chris redfield on da multimuse

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genuinely very happy to have finally remembered the email for this account! almost a year later :’)))

[jacobaseed-archive]

I know what it felt like to shove a blade into your empress..

[hauntsdestruction]

muse page edited to make it more accurate to who i actually rp with hehehe :))

[hauntsdestruction]

hauntscreation.

   was it holy reverence or genuine adoration which drove those words  ?   perhaps they intermingled, roots digging deep into the chest of men who found themselves infatuated with the outsider, or their perception of him rather  ━━  but daud was different.  𝙳𝙰𝚄𝙳 𝙷𝙰𝙳 𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝙳𝙸𝙵𝙵𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃.  with a swift blade and unwavering hands, the assassin never failed to intrigue him  /  the outsider’s palm upon his cheek lingering in spite of its clean state, almost cradling daud’s head within his delicate grip.  remnants of what could’ve been’s, what should’ve been’s, the maybe’s   :  the maybe not’s.  for now, they had been released and undone, drowned out by a sea of possibility. 

   he never was that good at earnest emotion.  only through flowery words and unconventional touch could the outsider display whatever ruled his thoughts, lids lowered as an expression akin to admiration showed in endless black eyes   ━━  without remorse.  gazes met, silence lingered.   ❛  is that truly all ?  ❜   voice lowers volume, body inching ever closer, creating a sense of intimacy not shared with any other marked before.  the leather of the outsider’s heavy jacket met the daud’s own, blood seeping into the fabric.  yet, he did not seem to care.  what a selfish act.  it hinged on carnal, erotic, this closeness  …  initiated by the god himself.

    ❛  i know you want more than that, daud.  you always have,  haven’t you ?  ❜  

      THE  INTIMACY  SHARED  was  exhilarating  !  in  a  way  not  even  the  carving  of  his  blade  could.  bloodied  gloves  hovered  over  the  hand  pressed  against  his  cheek  -  a  brief  moment  of  hesitation  ,  before  succumbing  and  closing  the  gap  between  hands  ,  wrapping  fingers  around  the  outsider’s  elegant  hands.  heavy  lids  close  as  daud  gradually leaned  into  the  other’s  touch  ,  lost  in  the  soft  texture  that  brushed  against  his  rugged  skin.  a  simple  tender  touch  -  a  luxury  for  a  man  of  his  nature.       IT  CAME  SO  suddenly  -  the  need  to  press  blood  stained  lips  into  the  gentle  palm  of  the  mans  ,  perhaps  it  crossed  a  line  ,  but  he  didn’t  care.  diluted  emotions  suppressed  by  benumbing  activities  couldn’t  stop  such  innate  desires  that  boiled  over.  ‘  yes.  ‘  is  spoken  softly  into  pale  skin  ,  lips  hardly  leaving  the  cold  surface  of  the  other.  ‘  i  am  driven  by  your  presence  alone  -----  --  and  i  am  afflicted  with  hedonistic  thoughts  of  us  ...  ‘  daud  gives  the  male’s  hand  another  prolonged  kiss  ,  indulging  in  the  brief  amorous  moment  between  the  both  of  them  that  left  aches  in  his  body.           ‘  i  have  wanted  nothing  more  than  to  be  by  your  side.  ‘

[lightbearers]

You could float a whaling ship on the high-born blood I’ve spilled.

[jayjarrick]

“you went straight down to hell and they pulled you out, your eye wide open. full of venom.”

[hauntscreation]

❝  [ … ]  WHETHER YOU COME AS A LOVER OR AN EXECUTIONER, I AM READY TO RECEIVE YOU.  ━━

𝙳𝙰𝚄𝙳,  the knife of dunwall.  as portrayed by henrietta   :   @scndried​​ ，  ;    𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝚄𝚃𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴𝚁,  the great leviathan.  as portrayed by jo   :   @hauntscreation​ ，  //   PERSONAL BLOGS DO NOT REBLOG.

[hauntsdestruction]

bigby is one of those men that whenever i see him my reaction is so visceral because i just love him so so so much

[xixuan]

[hauntsdestruction]

i don’t know why but i always thought it was very strange people ship simon and david since //SPOILERS UNDER CUT

david literally hits him with his car and that’s what triggers the entire game. you see david LEAVE the crime scene that permanently disabled simon for life. i understand people wanting to them to have a relationship where david cares for simon and helps him be comfortable with his new disability. but i NEVER see people draw simon in his actual state and not his dream state, in which he’s in a wheelchair suffering from horrible depression with dwindling self care habits. since i guess the real version of simon isn’t as appealing to draw. 

[hauntsdestruction]

alias. henrietta

birthday. december 7th

gender. she/her

relationship status.  single

zodiac sign. sagittarius

siblings. 1 older sister

time. 12:10am

type of phone. iPhone 8s

love or lust. both

lemonade or ice tea. lemonade

cats or dogs. cats

coke or pepsi. neither

day or night. night

makeup or natural. makeup

met a celebrity. last one was roger craig smith hehe

chapstick or lipstick. lipstick

last song you listened to. uh i think stay with me by miki matsubara

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