#𝙲𝚁𝚄𝙴𝙻𝙵𝟺𝚃𝙴𝚂 ! a private, selective & multimuse blog from rebecca yarros empryean series ft, violet sorrengail, xaden roirson, and many more. 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 ; 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. multiship and multiverse. heavily headcanon based, inspired by personal interpretation.
. about mun + muse . hiya, my name is nova. im 29, wasian and work full time as a mother and nurse. i have been writing since 2012, starting on tumblr then moving to discord and rpme. please be kind, and let's have fun.
. preferences . violet will be an indie multiship and multi verse character. so, im open to writing her in many verses, as long as it makes sense to me and i usually can work a verse in if it fits the character. as far as shipping, i go with chemistry. if it's not there, then there wont be any romance. please do not push me for a romance.
. activity . this blog will be muse dependent. the more you interact with violet, the more you'll get. it's crazy how that works. i'm not particular with mutuals, meaning we can interact if we don't follow each other. i usually follow/follow back. but, 9 out of 10 times, im following to stalk ya'lls amazing writing/aesthetics.
. writing . my writing comes in sporadic bursts. like my activity, it depends on muse. most of the time, though, i will write what i ( violet ) has to say, so multi-para at best. I do try to mirror my partner's writing, but i will draw the line at novella unless we have been writing for quite a while. i will take my time, because if it can't be perfect i won't be doing it. sometimes im too lazy to edit with colors and gifs. js.
. disclaimers . i will not be tagged spoilers or mature themes. if you aren't caught up, then this blog is not for you. i am block friendly. soft blocks aren't a thing for me. i work hard to have a drama-free environment, especially when im writing with friends, and it will stay that way.
# BIRTHROT ; independent &* selective roleplay blog for renesmee cullen from the twilight saga. contains mature themes, 23+ only. protected by nova. anti s*meyer.
The words peek him intrigued like a catchy song. It perked his ears up, along with the corners of his mouth. He even leans in like he’s interested and says with a sultry undertone, “Why don’t you tell me more? What exactly did they warn you about me?” His eyes brighten when he says the word warn. Of all things to talk about in the dangerous confides of Basgiath, she wants to bring him up.
i thought you were different. from violet to dain bc we love fun and pain in this house
She strips him of his dignity then cuts him deep with words he never wanted to hear. He’s no different than he was when they were growing up. The only thing that’s different is their goals. He wants to keeps her safe at all cost, wants to be the person she runs to when things get hard and the person she vents to when she has to get something off her chest. But, that chance is dwindling day by day, depleting all hope second by second, every time he sees her hanging with Xaden, or one of the marked ones.
“You,” His anger shows through his enunciation where he has to stop to take a deep breathe, recalculate before continuing. In a steadier voice, he starts again, “I’m not any different from the Dain you grew up with, but I could say the same about you. I mean I can’t even talk to you without Xaden breathing down my neck.”
he was becoming desperate, an emotion that was something he hadn't experienced in a long time. but it was facts at this point, the idea of violet no longer loving him... of walking away. potentially walking right into dain fucking aetos's arms? had stomach churning, bile threatening to raise in the back of his throat. but being desperate means he's making a lot of choices that normally he would think out more. this just so happen to be a lapse in his generally, usually useful judgement.
" you're right. " xaden finally agreed once he gathered composure, something rare to lose for him but he always managed that with violet sorrengail near by. " but i did. " / @cruelf4tes, cont.
That’s what it did — he lit a fuming spark that’s igniting into a flame. He’s infuriating to no end, and she can’t get enough, doesn’t want to admit that part of her wants to give in. But, she’s done that before and it’s not a direction she wants to go. She drops her hand when she turns back to him, “I wish you didn’t do that, didn’t have to make this so hard.” If his door weren’t warding them soundproof, they’d surely be heard. She takes steps back towards the door. In a soft tone with hints of melancholy, she admits, “We’re fated together, don’t you remember? Just give me a couple days.”
Her chest feels like it’s tearing in two, torn between digging deeper since he has the fight in him or letting things be the way they are and settle for a few days to maul things over. He certainly would hate the latter, but it’s the best decision for her, giving her time and space to find the right questions. Instead of speed bullet, impulsive questions.
you're defending them? after everything? / violet to aaric
He rolls his eyes. Great, another person he has to explain himself too. “Violet,” he begins, but only because she knows his past and probably the one person he can talk to if it really came down to it, “they have a point. He’s not my favorite person in the world, nor is he the frist person I’d go to for advice, but Sawyer has a point. You should take me.” He ends with a shrug. “But, it’s your choice, your squad.”
touch me again and see what happens. / sloane to dain
His hands shot up in the air like he got caught with his hands in the cookie jar, mostly to defuse the situation. He hated when situations were so tense he could barely breathe, and that wasn’t going to happen when he was with Sloane. “Whoa, I promise I’ll keep my hands to myself.” The words are as quick as she insinuated. Then, he shoves his hands into the front pockets of his jeans, “I was just trying to get your attention..and wanted to ask you a question. But if you’re busy..I can catch you later.”
My muse kisses your muse mid-argument, desperate to stop them from walking away. for xaden & violet!!
The marrow of her bones melt the moment his lips crash into hers. She had no where to go but to embrace the tiny spark of intimacy he's trying to enforce. Her lips ease slightly, letting his mouth rake over hers. But, just as fast as he claimed her, her hands found his chest and pushed him off. Her jaw tightens, a twitch when she lays narrowed eyes on him. "Why would you do that?" She turns her body away from him with her hand over her mouth like savoring his kiss, because it's going to be the last. Then, she takes a few steps away from him, "You can't do things like that."
this whole time, and you didn't say a word? from rhi! <3
There's no words that can coax or coo Rhi into why she kept this from her. To save her own feelings was too selfish to bark out. Rhi always had a quip to follow up on, so the question hangs in the air for a little bit longer before Violet's able to muster up the courage to be honest. "I just thought I could handle it myself...you were already dealing with a lot. I didn't want to throw more on your plate." It's a half ass answer, but it's the truth. Hands clasp together at her waist as fingers dance anxious, "Who told you, anyway?"