#radiantdecay

[tendermiasma]

THANK you! I’m killing my own self! I’ve just binged a good amount of Castlevania season 2 tonight and I thought I was ready but oh fuck I was not ready, actually. Nowhere in the vicinity of ready for what they blessed me with-- including a lot of Alucard personality fleshing-out which I am SO pleased with and took the exact direction I was hoping for. I’m so glad you’re enjoying!

I use a Cintiq Pro, I have a very short About page since it’s a question I get a lot :)

[apocalypsxmaidxn]

@radiantdecay

                   [[ ✡ ]] “I suppose I should be happy to see you,” Raven said nonchalantly as if nothing was shown following by seeing his face again, a face wasn’t hard to forget when it came to her because that memory was as strong like anyone else’s.

[thecarriefernandez]

@radiantdecay

The sky thick with clouds, muting any sunlight form above into a dull grey, a rare time when even monsters of the night could risk day time hours. A light drizzle in the ancient mountains of this old land from the heavy clouds above. This was the setting of which Carrie found herself in, flicking some of the dampness from her dark and unnatural hair. Followed by pulling a hood up of her dark green shawl.

The weather always had to take a miserable turn when Carrie was out on work, as if the very sky it’s self wanted to hinder her from finding the target. A rogue werewolf, having gone feral and had murdered 3 people already... However, her focus was shifted when she felt someone drawing closer.

“Show your self.”

[tendermiasma]

OH SHIT, your JOJO stuff is perfect too??? DAMN. Okay well, shower more blessings upon yourself and your feline companions then, 'cause I got plenty to spare. Hot DAMN Speedwagon's hair is luscious.

wheeze Speedwagon is my favorite jojo character don’t get me started on anything about him including his hair

and thank you, you flatter me!! <3

[apocalypsxmaidxn]

@radiantdecay

    [[ ✡ ]] “Take one step closer and I’ll make sure it’ll be the last time you ever do.” She told the stranger with a bit of a warning, though she had no idea who it was because she couldn’t see. All she could hear was a horse running through, which made her much more on guard.

[bastardsunlight]

(To D and Adrian) Mirror, mirror, on the wall...who's the sexiest dhampir of them all?

Both D and Adrian shrug and point at the other dhampir. When they realize what they’re doing, Adrian’s mouth curls upward at the corners and he laughs. D exhales once through his nose, which for him is the equivalent of a raucous guffaw. The countenanced carbuncle supplies the actual sound.

[bastardsunlight]

D, is ethereal beauty a part of the vampire package or is that just a YOU exclusive?

D hums a little, as if he is thinking how best to answer this. As usual, it is not his mouth which responds, but that of the countenanced carbuncle on his left hand. It is a bit muffled, because D has not lifted it, but the voice is sharp enough to hear.

“Didn’tcha know? D here is a fancy genetic experiment gone—well sorta right—I mean, you got a point there… Eeeeverybody falls for him.” The tone is its usual flippant mockery of human speech, and in fact the parasite does, on most occasions, act more human than its host. It is D’s mouthpiece, sometimes to the dhampir’s chagrin, but the carbuncle is of the opinion that if he didn’t want it to answer for him, he ought to speak up.

“Hotness runs in the family, see, D’s dear papa—”

This is when the voice cuts off as D’s fist curls, almost gently, but firmly enough to silence it.

“Dhampir are usually alluring to mortals,” he says simply. “We are predators.”

He moves his head minutely to regard the stranger from under the wide, dark brim of his hat. There is no malice in that gaze, nor is there condescension or pity. What there is is damn near impossible to read if one does not know D.

And nobody, in truth, knows D.

[bastardsunlight]

"Sometimes the parasite that lives in your left arm roasts you for no reason.”