𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔢𝔱 𝔇𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩

The dash is also pretty dead atm, but catch me around @intoner-one​ & @intonerofcuriosity​ for horrible things to happen.

Remilia seal of approval.

sophisticatedsuccubus​:

“NO.” Direct and clear, you even get ready to push her away in case she tries to do anything of that.

“It is better to just stay away from each other. I didn’t come back to ask for too much affection.”

clock-corpse​:

Ah, you can imagine Sakuya is going to go out in order to get something, and to be honest, you didn’t expect her to come back with an alive girl. She could be a fresh corpse, but the other took the time to bring her here without killing her.

Seeing the girl trying to run away already amuses you, making you smile rather widely before a grin can be seen and your fangs shine a little under the dim light. Putting your hands together, you watch as Sakuya stops the screaming woman from getting away.

It doesn’t even take you that long to pass your tongue by your fangs- and hungry, you outstretch your wings and tackle the human against the floor; your hands and legs making sure to pin her down, although, with how strong you are, it doesn’t take you too much effort to keep her in place.

Exposing her neck and sinking your fangs into her flesh...

...seems everything’s working as usual even after all this long.

bigbanghell​:

To be fair, you are more surprised to see that she actually accepted to go along with it. Expecting her to reject it instead, you bit your tongue and tilted your head, with a hand resting on your hip. If you really had to stop and refresh her mind about the rules, it would probably take longer than intended.

“Perhaps not the best idea...you just want to spend some time with me, don’t you?...”

You just woke up, getting into a Danmaku battle was not something you wanted to do, but perhaps there was something more simple that didn’t need of the understanding of rules...

“What about...we try to draw something together and try to guess what we are drawing?...” You were so horrible at drawing that she may laugh at you instead of trying to guess anything, but well...it sounds like a better idea in your head at the moment.

twinfoxtails​:

“You look disappointed...but, after I am fully recovered and I start to bore of my daily life, I will call on you so we can battle. It will be definitely amusing to see what you have learnt while I was away.”

Taking the brush with one hand, you started to take care of it yourself, treating your hair with care and surprisingly gently. It wasn’t hard to keep- not like your hair was long anyways.

“I mean, you have been around for so long that, it would be weird to not know a bit more about all the residents...but either way...” Lowering the hand with the brush, you would point at him afterwards, before outstretching your wings. “I always take care of myself. Just make sure you take care of yourself.”

soulwitch​:

As grumpy as you can be, you will actually reciprocate the hug by wrapping your arms around her, patting her back while doing so, and even letting a sigh escape your lips.

“Alright...this one will have to be enough. See? I am even reciprocating instead of doing nothing, so it is already way too valuable.”

twinfoxtails​:

Rubbing your wrists a little, you took a few steps away from the bed, before staring at the kitsune boy and raising an eyebrow.

“Perhaps you should try to talk with Patchy more, although I would see why she would be selective with the people she talks with. She has always been like that...maybe not that far to how I am at times.” With a sense of pride, you let out a soft huff and then fixed your hair a little, looking from a distance to the only mirror in your room.

“But a sparring match?...I think I would rather hunt a human or two by myself tonight...Danmaku is harmless, and I feel like going for something better...” How sadistic, but it was expected. “I am hungry...so I will have some fun. I wouldn’t like having to hurt my own girlfriend if I got out of control, after all.”

firestormtokuheroes​:

They were too many questions indeed...was he a vampire, though?...you couldn’t help but to stare at him and look at the other from top to bottom, as if trying to analyze him, in silence.

“Too many questions for an intruder of my home.” After saying so, you stepped closer and crossed your arms, with your eyes half closed. “I am Remilia Scarlet, the mistress of this mansion and NOT the person who brought you here. That part, you will have to explain to me instead.”

Annoyed, you groaned to yourself and stretched your wings, with a few fingers rubbing your temple.

“This is not the first time someone ends up in my house by accident and I am starting to grow annoyed of those occurrences.”

twinfoxtails​:

“If anything, I am grateful all of you decided to stay around. It isn’t that I expected you to leave or something, but I never said for how long I was going to be gone.” After stretching your arms a little and letting your wings to do the same, you move to get out of the stupid coffin that rests on top of the bed, before flexing your legs, and your arms again.

Your gaze would end up upon the clean laundry, although not long after that, you waved a had to Eri and shook your head gently.

“Just continue with whatever work you have left. I will make sure to contact Sakuya by myself and see where I go from there. I am going to need a lot of raw blood rather than fancy plates, so I will consult about it with Sakuya directly.”

@twinfoxtails​

Passing a hand by your hair, you let out a soft yawn but are quick to frown afterwards. You have to wonder if the people here have been managing the money and the Mansion well...

“Morning?...my internal clock really is messed up. I thought I could have at least woke up at night...jeez...” Oh well, you’re up now, you will have time to enjoy the night later.

“It is nice to see you are still alive, though, Eri. Or still working here alongside Sakuya, for that matter.” What kind of somber greeting is that, ANYWAYS?

clock-corpse​:

Now that Sakuya has finished with the dress, you’re going to let your wings stretch and flutter a few times. Damn it, they feel even more crampy than the rest of your limbs. But nothing you can’t handle, though.

“Actually, now that you say it...I will need blood...a lot of it...raw blood, even, I don’t mind if it is not prepared in fancy plates. I just need to prevent the thirst before it hits me like a truck.”