#godlyright

[ironarchived]

❛     COME  NOW,  SWEETHEART                             ❜     silk steeped in velvet malice,  an engine purr fine-tuned in the key of a  secret intimacy.  the act is a  burlesque,  like a lover’s touch made audible,  and he  revels  in it with an  unrepentant  brazenness that sets the air around him ablaze.  his smile shimmers in the heat,  seared smoke  &  haze.  and  no wonder,  for  even the devil  disguises himself as an angel of light.     ❛     i hate to resort to tired old  clichés,  but we both know you’re not capable of  killing me.  or are we going to  pretend  today is somehow different  ?     ❜

０２   //    @godlyright​​ 

[middeer]

godlyright replied to your post:okay but Wesker originally being from Europe...

i personally headcanon him as originally being from germany’s royal family, abducted by spencer, and i stand by it. in re4 i always believed his accent was more german than the british everyone seems to believe.

!! that’s one i actually haven’t heard before but i can definitely see it! most people just kinda default to british because i think that’s what his voice actors were told to portray, but it’s so subtle that it could really be a lot of different european areas.

also, the idea of wesker being abducted nobility is 👌 👌 👌 i mean as if he needed MORE of a god complex, make him a fuckin’ prince too-

[digital-firefly-a]

---godlyright

The sky had become an unforgiving dark by the time the snow started to fall, and the winds picked up. White as far as the eye could see with specks of darkness visible even under the elusive sunset on the far horizon.  It felt like a twisted farewell in the freezing temperatures.  She had lost her way in the low visibility, and now she had no where to go.

Heavy breaths plume out through the scarf covering her lower features with amber eyes tiredly searching for someplace to escape.  The thick layers that covered her, were quickly losing their defense against the rising chill.  She pauses long enough to look around, eyes squinting behind goggles, wiping snow flakes away with gloved fingers.

She needed to find shelter.  She needed to get out of this cold before the blizzard came full force.  

With a gloved hand pressed tight to a rock, Temperance leans down slowly, and begins to dig trying to take shelter under the snow so she wouldn’t freeze to death.  It was her only chance to survive.  Tomorrow, if she made it through the night, she could find her position easier, and make way back to civilization.

It was a slow process, but she put everything she had into trying to get beneath the compacted snow, using a hunting knife with a compass on the back, to tear through the white surface.

[familyobsessed]

she was meant to stick near MIA and ALAN, bound to board a ship to transport her to a secret laboratory in central america fairly soon. however, the two agents could only keep her in their sights for so long before she’d outsmart them, slipping away from their grasp to go explore; look at sights she’d never seen before, take in all the smells, the FRESH AIR. she was excited-- so much so that she hadn’t seen ( or rather, hadn’t CARED to see ) the male, resulting in her bumping into him. it only threw off her balance slightly, but it was enough to make her stop in her tracks, and once her gaze lifted to him in order to apologize, the excitement that was so very evident on her features moments prior faded. the way that he held himself, important-- powerful. it near demanded respect, and as child-like as she may be, her run-ins with the scientists at the labs had taught her to give respect where respect was due. even if she didn’t particularly like it.

❝ i’m sorry, ❞ she started, eyes locked on the area where his eyes WOULD be, covered with those damned sunglasses,  ❝ i didn’t see you there. ❞                                                  @godlyright

[infectmama-a-blog]

your headcanons are incredibly well thought out for mia, and you have a simple, not overly stylized writing style that still grasps attention because you're /really good/ at description, at describing the horror and hopelessness mia feels. writing her emotions is your strongest suit, in my opinion, and i always enjoy skimming your threads when they come across the dash. i also enjoy the one we have going. keep it up ! c:

STROKE MY FUCKING EGO. / always accepting tbh.

thank you so much!!  i like to think description is a strong - suit of mine ( now plot, action, maybe not so much lmao ) and it’s so good to know that shines through to others.  thank you, honestly, for your kind words and for writing with you and just — being so welcoming!  it means a lot coming from such a top - notch writer!

[aprodigy-blog1]

♒ Thoughts on the fandom you're currently rping in? ❣ How salty are you feeling right now?

SALT MEME. || accepting.

♒ Thoughts on the fandom you're currently rping in?

It’s been relatively welcoming so far, from what I’ve seen. I haven’t been actively involved for very long (just a few weeks now), but I haven’t had any major issues with anyone in particular— there’s been a bit of drama, but I’ve managed to stay on the outside of it. Compared to the last fandom I was heavily involved in, it’s been a breeze.

❣ How salty are you feeling right now?

Not as salty as usual— just slightly euch to be honest, lmao. I’m feeling some secondhand salt from reading a lot of other people’s answers, though.

[stapledwrist-blog]

no anon, because forget the rules. your ethan is incredibly well-written and my favourite, your interactions with rain/infectmama are always enjoyable to read and overall, i think you have a fantastic grasp on his diction and character. keep being lovely xx

tell me how i’m doing with ethan.  ||  accepting.  

ahh, thank you!  i’ve really come to love your wesker, whether it’s dialogue, motivations, headcanons -- whatever.  i love it all, and i love how much time and thought you’ve put into your portrayal of him.  and yes, a special shoutout to @infectmama bc she’s such a flawless friend and writing partner.