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ind/pri/sel OC roleplay blog for Resident Evil youngblood Silas Nivans.
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Other blogs: @snipeheart (Piers Nivans), @kozach (Alexander "Sasha" Kozachenko), nsfw/aesthetic sideblog
"Really wish that I had the time and energy to unpack the cranial trauma you're suffering right now. Do you have ganglion, like a lobster? A peripheral nervous system maybe. Something that stimulates your genes so you heal so quickly."
No point in asking why and how Silas got his injury- Two didn't believe he'd get a sincere answer regardless. His request was different.
"Let me watch it regenerate, please. Every moment."
"You look like Android Sixteen, ask less questions."
Uncalled for, perhaps, but geez, wasn't having severe cranial damage enough to put a sock in the constant questions? His head hurts. Like, it really fucking hurts. It's making him irritable.
"You'll be here a minute. It's not all that fast."
Presently missing his entire jaw and about half of his face. Looks like a shotgun blast.
"Do you have any painkillers?"
"In the drawer. They don't help."
Is also currently missing a significant chunk of his head on the right side.
should i watch death note
You don't get nudes from Silas, you get pictures of snakes and frogs he finds on the ground.
like and tomorrow you'll see a picture of a snake or frog silas found in your inbox
You don't get nudes from Silas, you get pictures of snakes and frogs he finds on the ground.
like and tomorrow you'll see a picture of a snake or frog silas found in your inbox
π - beautiful and terrifying. made of a strange calcium-like substance that seems to reflect light in brilliant, iridescent hues across its malformed, strangely "flowing" composition. deep striations and lines of layered pearlescent sediment flowing together into smooth whorls and gentle curvatures. deep brilliant hues of glimmering flecks like stained glass run through its very center, clouds converging on the heart of a maelstrom.
oddly heavy and cold to the touch. feels like clutching a fistful of ice. holding it too close to his head gives a migraine, and peering at it for too long will make silas' eyes water.
"I lowkenuinely need that back when you're done looking at it, sorry."
Send 'π' to give my muse a cool rock that your muse found! Feel free to add a description for the rock.
If "bad vibes" could hold a physical presence, it was probably this. Listen, Silas has a patience with, even a fascination with, things that were 'off' or abnormal or otherwise out of the ordinary. It's who he is. But the more he looks at this little stone, the more his head aches, and the more he thinks he shouldn't be touching it. As such, he quickly finishes his examination, and passes it back.1
"I'm gonna need you to take this back." he says. "If it feels better crushed up and snorted, call me back, but I'm not into it so far." @oraiculum
π₯ β Send 'π' to give my muse a cool rock that your muse found! Feel free to add a description for the rock.
(Alternatively, send "rock for you!" and/or the description of the rock if you cannot see the emoji.)
Which OC has this hat?
You don't get nudes from Silas, you get pictures of snakes and frogs he finds on the ground.
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It doesn't mesh with his dead inside drug addled petty thief aesthetic and that's what makes it so sweet when you see Silas clutching a blahaj like it's a small dog those rich girls carry into stores
This is Silas btw
It doesn't mesh with his dead inside drug addled petty thief aesthetic and that's what makes it so sweet when you see Silas clutching a blahaj like it's a small dog those rich girls carry into stores
Silas core
Destroy My Muse On Anon
Provoke them, upset them, frighten them, make them cry! I want tears and regret and pain and just plain oodlesΒ ofΒ angst.
"Mm, just take some of mine then. I smoke too much right now anyway."
He's like a serpent. Curling around the other man, pulling him back onto the bed by wrapping his own limbs around him. He doesn't pry into where exactly he intended to go for this restock. Even at this hour, one could still have connections. He most certainly was guilty of similar habits. A byproduct of his restlessness and periodic refusal to sleep at all through the night.
His eyes are open, staring into the darkness as he considers the question. The answer refuses to come easily. Instead, he absorbs the relative silence, resisting the way his fingers almost slip into a trance-like motion of running back and forth along one of Silas's arms.
"You come around often enough that you're becoming a staple. Suppose I'm used to you." He momentarily loosens his grip. Allowing the other man the chance to at least situate himself more comfortably. "Why, are you hoping that I'll miss you?"
Are you hoping that I'll miss you?
His reflexive response, held back this time, is to offer a playful scoff, like hell I do, he feels he should say. One good evasion of a question deserves another, he thinks.
It's something he thinks on, though, as he descends back into silence for a short time. Does he hope HUNK will miss him? That idea feels...hazardous. He's had relationships before, but none of them have lasted long. It's not merely his choice of career, it's that he's just...not someone most people can stand for long periods of time. Most people liked his lack of aggression, or jealousy, but his other traits...
He's been comfortable with and become accustomed to being a temporary drift-in drift-out wayward presence for the men he sees. Not someone they expect to stick around, nor someone who would burden them with the same expectation. And yet he feels a little differently about that process now, not wanting it to reach an end.
"Yeah, I am." he admits. "A little."
The admission spills out before Silas can arrange it into something more impersonal and less vulnerable, and he doesn't quite kick himself as much as brace for disappointment.
HUNK was not supposed to be someone he would get attached to, he reminds himself, even as he full-on cuddles with the man. Silas still categorizes him not as a boyfriend or a lover, but more as 'mine'. 'My favorite', he might say. An impersonal and temporary distraction he'll nonetheless spend affection on.
i do love the idea that Silas has simply attached himself to HUNK the way a cat attaches themselves to a human and adopts them. 'yeah, you'll be used to me before you know it' style.
