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[horrorempathya]

Claire is a top~

claire’s  head  slowly  peers  over  her  shoulder,   eyebrows  furrowing,   the  silence  is  loud.     she  was  going  to  deny  it,   but  she  ends  up  shrugging.       “  i  just  know  what  i  want.  ”      a  soft  smile. 

> top, bottom or switch?  \  @krxshka  \  accepting.

[desclateblue-a-blog]

                    Nervous. What else would she feel ---

          Fingers, hesitant and shaking, move to gently reach out and           grab hold of the other’s hand, holding it in her own smaller one           now as she steps up beside her, and clings like a frightened child.           She is unsure if the other will be mad at her disappearance...

@krxshka /  Liked:  ☆

[highoped-blog]

@krxshka     /     ♡’d !

     “  Trust me, your dad is not half as bad as my parents with the baby pictures album. I hated the frilly dresses I was put in, too.  ”    pink lips are curved upwards into a kind smile as fingers reach up to adjust black frames perched upon her button nose. It’s a bit strange, thinking about it now, remembering herself as eighteen and Barry showing a family picture to her. Moira had been so young then.

[thedestrcyer]

💋+15 c:

( *meme  –  @krxshka. )kiss ripley, currently accepting.

the shirt ripley was wearing was black,  all her shirts seemed to hang loose off of her,  her jeans the perfect size.    there’s those signs where she’s not as organized in her personal life as she is with her daughter’s life,  or when she’s working.   always such a workaholic.    nobody’s ever argued with the lack of care for herself when she’s always been so selfless with others.    she never really did completely heal,  she’s just always been keeping strong for amanda,  for the sake of her job because she loves it,  so slap some bandaids on call it a day.   but,  lately she might be healing.   probably is.    smiles more, doesn’t walk away from a conversation like it’s the world’s most painful thing.   it isn’t as robotic.   nasa’s logo is printed on her shirt,  left corner,  above her heart.   where it should be,  but underneath her shirt is that pendant she always wears.   gift from her daughter.what she cares about is always so adamantly written all over her that even with the absolutely sour face she has and the faraway look in her eyes,  she’s still clearly the most loyal  &  more than likely caring person.   just don’t mess with her.she reaches for moira’s jacket even without thinking,  holding it out to the younger woman without so much a word.   she turned when moira tapped her because she simply thought moira was going to ask a question  –  full attention given.   the kiss,  she silently admits,  was a much better surprise.    long fingers press delicately against moira’s cheek,  lingering.if she really wants to admit it,  ripley is more than glad it’s her moira went after.

“  hey.   are you busy the rest of the day?  ”

[fxckinginsaneinthebrain]

@krxshka gets a starter (insp)

Another day brought another round of classes in Blackhell academy, the preppiest and snootiest private school in Arcadia Bay for 19 year old Chloe Price.

Having been expelled from her last school due to bad behaviour (which did, in fact, involve things of an adult nature with her female, married gym teacher), and having been held back a year to catch up on missed studies, she began her senior year at Blackwell, and had regretted it ever since.

That’s not saying she was a bad student just because she was expelled. Truthfully, it was, in fact the complete opposite. Her Science and Math grades were the highest in her entire school before she was expelled, and the same was true now. And that was the entire reason she’d been accepted to Blackwell, besides her stepfather’s insistence, of course.

She was gathering her things together from her locker, grinning mischievously at the skaters surrounding her as she backed away from her locker, still facing the guys. “…And then I said ‘One’s a Goodyear. The other’s a great ye—“

Her voice suddenly cut off, a yelp leaving her, as she collided into something—or rather someone, falling over onto her back and immediately springing up, her lithe, lanky frame twisting almost comically.

There, on the floor, laid a girl maybe a year younger than her. Her books laid haphazardly on the floor and her backpack halfway along the corridor, and the tall girl immediately crouched, starting to gather up the papers strewn around them. “Holy shit, I’m so sorry…! You’re not hurt, are you?” She asked, reaching out with a hand and setting it on her shoulder, just to make sure she wouldn’t fall back again.

[spectralhero]

Chef Burton & Judge Acer

@krxshka

Continued from:

Moira pretty much made it clear that if he made comments, he was going to get his ass booted out of the kitchen. Which was bad cause that would mean Moira alone in the kitchen and he couldn’t put the Burton house in danger of going up in flames.

So he sat quietly and observed. 

It was so hard not to comment because he was pretty sure that he sat wide eyed for the majority of it all. She tossed everything in one pot, regardless of the different cooking times the different items needed. Nope, everything inside with tomato sauce.

Moira was not done either. Spices and more spices. Spices he was sure were not even meant for the food she was cooking. At that Tristan got up and grabbed a glass and filled it with water, knowing he was goiing to need it for all those spices.

After thirty minutes or so she plated up for him. At least the food looked cook, or it could just be the tomato sauce creating that illusion. Maybe I should call Shiloh and tell her to keep a doctor on standby.

Tristan smiled and took the fork. “Alright. Lets uh...see.” He took a fork and knife and started to taste the food. He paused a moment. The spices pretty much took over whatever taste he should have gotten from the vegetables, meat and rice. Even the tomato sauce only came through slightly.

Tristan swallowed after a few more bites. Small bites though. After every bite he took a mouthful of water. 

He cleared his throat and looked at her. “Moirs...I am not sure what to call this. I will call it...interesting...or..’Moira’s Spice Mystery’. First of all, waaaay to many different spices. Second, rice is not fully cooked, veggies are soft enough and meat...no idea. Tomato sauce and spices masked the taste.”

“I think we are gonna need to work on your cooking skills.” He chuckled and got up to give her a hug. “Nice solo try, Moirs.”

[wearesurvivxrsarchives-blog]

✔

do you want to rp with me

I KNOW I AM SO SLACK AND I’M SORRY. gah I feel so bad sometimes. I still have a draft for you saved but i might have to do some shorter stuff if I want to get through them all. this is what happens when i let them build up. SOBS. ily,

[libertyborn-blog]

@krxshka

Moira Burton, daughter of the famed S.T.A.R.S. member Barry Burton, and one of two survivors of the Sushestvovanie Island incident, and a very interesting subject for the Corps to examine. William had read the file on the woman almost half a hundred times, he had read the mission parameters twenty times. Find the girl, convince the girl to come with him, bring her to Redfield. No further questions. The OP didn’t require a firearm, yet the agent still allowed one to rest on his thigh holster in the case of an emergency. A small standard issue Beretta 92fs with a fifteen round magazine, with the two extra magazines being strapped to his hip for quick access. “This is Echo, reporting in.” The man spoke into his headset as his eyes viewed the door before him. “I’ve arrived at the home of Burton, preparing to make contact. Will brief further in an hour. Out.” Now came the moment of truth, so with a deep breath William raised his fist and knocked twice on the door.

[moralisia-blog]

🔷

ʚɞ. sexcanons

It really depends on her mood and time. Ada has a high libido so she wants it often, but she also gets bored very easily. Say she’s found her one night stand for the night, but once they get down and dirty Ada doesn’t think they’re very good or she’s just... not excited enough by what they’re doing. She’s very picky and she’s v e r y hard to please, so despite having a high sex drive and an unrepentant attitude it’s also difficult for her to find a partner that’s compatible with her needs. Add on the fact that her work can call her in the ass crack of dawn or interrupt her just as she’s having dinner, she doesn’t have a consistent schedule to work sex into.

Best guess is that sometimes Ada has sex with a select partner A Lot, and then sometimes she goes without it for months on end.

[mamaburton-blog1]

@krxshka

Trying to read her shirt from across the kitchen.

“What exactly does your shirt say? Eat out more?..Is that an arrow?” 

[giraffeiisms]

@krxshka Liked for fluff

It took a while, but it finally looks like Ellie is  starting to get drowsy. Her new pain medicine  kicking in. Sure enough the teen leaned over,  resting her head on the female’s shoulder. 

“Thanks for staying up with me, It means a lot.”

[horrorempathya]

---------------------------------  & you came BACK with a chopper and a sniple rifle and that’s fucking awesome,  so shut-up!   

   independent moira burton & claire redfield from resident evil revelations 2.

[desclateblue-a-blog]

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Rock Acting Strange? Love Her! (Accepting)

⇧ - Bury my muse in blankets and turn on their favorite show

          She hadn’t really been paying much attention, sure, she had a lot on her mind, and the nightmares...they had been really crushing her the last couple of nights. Footsteps approaching her are disregarded --- she knows who it is approaching and doesn’t need to worry about any hostility from her --- only to then be completely flattened and covered in blankets. 

                    A squeak is heard, and a rustling of blankets is next, head poking out from a pile of blankets as the other had begun to turn on the tv. 

          She says nothing, only leaning out half a bit of the blankets, a hand gently slipping over to grab hold of the Elder’s own, moving to tug her down into the blankets with her. If she’s going to be stuck under a pile of blankets, watching Tv, so is Moira. And with how bad Rock has been feeling lately well...she’s going to be a little demanding for once.

[shootingsharp]

“so how IS your dad? not seen him in a while.” 

                                            >> @krxshka

[fxckinginsaneinthebrain]

“If you tell me one more pun, I’m shoving you off of this bed.”

Sharing a Bed Sentence Starters (Accepting)

“Oh, don’t be cranky just because you can’t handle my amazing punning abilities!”

“Beats the last time someone got angry at ‘em, though, when they hit me with their dog’s chicken shaped chew-toy” She added, smirking mischievously. “It was so fowl play, I swear to god!”

[spectralhero]

❛ I meant the Tristan one. But anyways, you seem to have plenty of weird ass shirts. ❜

“Yeah of course I have that one. I have it in a few colors actually. What kind of Tristan would I be if I did not own at least one of those?” He scoffed. “I had them made for me.”

“I do actually. One part of my closet has t-shirts just for funny shit on it..or weird.” He shrugged and unzipped his hoodie to reveal the black t-shirt underneath with “I can’t adult today, tomorrow doesn’t look good either.” printed on the front in white.