#xsalvaticn

[nostomannia]

@xsalvaticn ♡'d for a starter

"...Do you always stare at strangers or m' I just lucky?"

[etaliia]

buffy sentences ( accepting !! )

@xsalvaticn : “I’m saying ‘stay away’ and let me rest in peace.” ( Arlecchino )

" Élie, there's no need to be rude. "

The Knave brings the teacup to her lips, saving the taste of tea that washes over her tongue afterwards. Of course, there's another cup of the same tea waiting for him opposite her, but she doubts very much he's going to sit and chat with her before it goes cold. A shame - it really is a nice blend.

Dark eyes look up at her former charge as she replaces the cup onto its saucer, one eyebrow arching subtly as she studies him. He doesn't go by Élie anymore ; just Vanitas, though he'll always be Élie to her. A scared little boy who was kidnapped from her care and given to a real monster, forced to rename himself to protect his identity and sanity. He'll never be Vanitas to her, because she wants him to feel safe with her, the way he once was.

" I'm not here to hurt you, and you know that. Otherwise, you wouldn't be talking to me. " Arlecchino gestures to the seat opposite her one more time, still bearing the same nonchalance she wears in every conversation. And she doesn't expect him to sit just yet, hence why she breaks out a more bold manoeuvre. " I presume you are here the same reason as that girl is. You're both looking for a boy named Fréminet, correct? "

[ever-winter]

@xsalvaticn continued from [X]

Ah. A firecracker - as should be expected from someone who was willing to risk being caught by the Fatui, who'd walked into such an obvious trap without much care. For a few seconds, he simply watched the pattern in the tree before him, the way in which the wood sparked with the left over energy from the strike, a soft sigh heard as he reached out and placed a hand over the broken bark, not at all seeming to notice the electro that travelled across his arm, that tried to shock him, despite the layers of armour he was dressed within. "I see - I thought you were after answers, not a fight" He turned slowly back to face Vanitas, both hands placed out before him, a heavy steel claymore seeming to fall from the skies, one gloved hand wrapping slowly around the hilt, "If you wish to fight instead, you will not gain access to the answers you seek, for you will be dead in a matter of seconds", he spoke so matter of factly, it wasn't as though he was gloating of his strength, it was more as though he was simply stating facts, "Though to die at the hands of a Harbinger does carry some degree of privilege...so if that is your true desire, I'm happy to make such a wish become a reality..."

[caelcstis]

@xsalvaticn​ wanted an angel/demon starter random generator chose: orobas, a demon prince ruling over night. fallen due to protecting family, would do it again. stubborn and obsessive

                 BEING RIPPED FROM HIS home was always a foreign feeling for him, especially in such an odd way. the demon was quickly bowing his head, in fear of any roofs being in his way. very little buildings held his massive height, even with the species of vampires existing. wolf-blue eyes narrowed finding a small male just inches from him. he could feel an odd sense of power resting at his hip. ancient, powerful - dangerous if not used properly. orobas scowled slightly and he looked down his nose to this human. ‘ i don’t imagine why you’d need the help of someone like me, human. what is it you want? ’

[victoryclaimed]

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                               "you know. . . every day gets harder. every time i find a clue, i get further and further away from my sister. it's so frustrating and i. . ." he sighs, running a gloved hand over his face before he's shaking his head. ". . . sorry. today was just rough. forget i said anything."

[burnxngslash]

How long had it been since humanity had been pushed back by this terrible event? 2 months? 3 months? However long things became rather difficult, militias were formed, gangs, and even sanctuaries made. Dainsleif, a man that’s ex military turned teacher was out scavenging for supplies, his hunt took him into an abandoned market that he thought was empty. As quickly as he could his hands grabbed canned food that were available as well as other essential supplies like flammable liquid and since he’s lucky he’s managed to find a pack of batteries as well. “Huh, looks like my luck’s turning for the best.”

symbol starters // always open // @xsalvaticn​

[pcrdiseseekers]

“do you hate me for what others have done to you or          are you afraid that i’ll be like them?” Countless denizens were encountered on a daily basis but he’s grown used to many demons around Devildom being intimidated. What might have disheartened the royal prince more, even if he’s grown accustomed to being alone, is seeing someone who was mortal to distrusting him. Getting closer to them only offered a dislike where plans of co-existence would get in the way. Diavolo doesn’t wish to give, doesn’t want to leave them alone...even if they desire it. A hand takes the cup of tea to hover around tan lips with a sigh escaping. Even the demon’s butler noticed the shift in expression that would intervene with his schedule, something that is improper for his status. There were moments where being the next ruler of a hellish dominion came at a price of not having time to himself. Yet that power, the very influence he carried, was kept into consideration because this realm can be changed for the better. Whatever demon dared to violate the laws set in stone would be severely punished though they can’t be after looking up this mortal’s circumstances. An invasion it truly was but vital to his selfish whims, just like any demon was.

Knowing where their little den was, Diavolo proceeded to cancel the other meetings by not showing up. Instead the prince snuck away just to pay a visit to this person. The face of theirs couldn’t be forgotten...not when he’s determined to make them change. A demon who was set in his ways, he followed instinctively towards the residence where eyes stare intensely. Even dressed in formal clothing couldn’t mask away the existence of someone who is portrayed as deceptive --- those biblical scriptures don’t tell any lies. Being aware of the heaven’s caution, he possessed his own truths because he despised liars. A faint smile appeared on the demon’s face after seeing his current interest. “I had a feeling I’d find you here. Oh, my butler prepared these treats for you. Worry not...they are made with human ingredients and nothing unusual is added to them. You can trust me because I’m someone who dislike lies.”

@xsalvaticn​ (4/4) ♡’d FOR A STARTER ( DIAVOLO )

[bloodcrave]

@xsalvaticn​

             SILENCE, throat tightening, eyes shifting over the area in unease.  hunger scraped her stomach.  “there’s a CORPSE nearby...”