movies, mansions and covens 🧙
Bit behind on the days 😅for @fandom-events Halloween but here’s the past few prompts
Day 2
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Oh the things he would do for you, even indulging the most childish whims of pumpkin carving for this holiday season. Viktor was never one for the holidays, but knowing you as his friend-now-significant other, there were some exceptions.
Waving off the last few trick or treaters for the night, Viktor turned into the house. You sat on the couch with two mugs of hot cider ready, a thick quilt and snacks ready as the movie loaded.
“Sweet, the movie’s almost ready. You coming?”
That sweet look was the same one that he could never resist.
“Yes, my dear.”
Day 3
Here
You thought him and Jayce arrogant, even for mages. Hopefully, this little meeting you had arranged would go swift and smoothly and you could go back to your duties as leader.
You wouldn’t exactly call them your “friends”, but rather an unlikely allyship that wanted to help better the lives of the people in the surrounding kingdoms and villages.
But you swear if you had to hear one more of their “glorious evolution” plans or sit through a diagram of how dark magic “Hextech” could benefit others, you were going to scream.
You admired their tenacity, but you thought lectures long gone after your years as a novice witch.
As the ships docked, you noted their eager expressions as they shuffled off the boat, carrying their belongings and what appeared to be countless scrolls.
Gods be gracious to me.
Day 4
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When you read that a long distant relative had left you a decrepit mansion in their will, you didn’t think twice about it at first. Seeing it now in the early evening sunlight made you re-think otherwise.
Decrepit and worn down, it was a vision from the horror storybooks you used to read.
As you crossed the threshold of the house, the cold spot of the room sent chills across your spine.
You had thought it long abandoned, yet the golden eyes of the mysterious portrait followed your every move. For too long, the ghost of the mansion’s inventor had wandered these halls without another soul to comfort him.
Yet Viktor swears he feels the phantom beat in his chest, where a heart once was, when he sees your inquisitiveness.
