#avversiera

[popolodipekino]

witch (trad. av-ver-sie-ra)

la strega di agnesi, also known as: quella befana della maria gaetana

[i--gnis]

@avversiera// (In reference to this post)

   “N-Nani?!”

   “Ow! That hurts!”

   “Stop hitting me, Aversa-chan!”

[i--gnis]

// *cool skateboard trick* My name is Eros! I'm a goth that enjoys long walks on the beach. Also I'm love you and let us be bffs, mmkay <3 //

Getting To Know You Meme// Open Always

((ooc. was that supposed to impress me

because let me tell you Eros

it did

because like shit I can ride a skateboard

//screaMS

I’ve never even been to a beach but I’ve heard it’s nice-

and yes! I am totally okay with this))

[robinfell]

In some ways, Robin was glad she hadn’t just ‘flipped at a switch’ once her true origins were revealed. Her crass nature was enough to bring him out of his usual melancholy in a way no one else had. It was often something he’d found best utilized when he needed the harsh chill of reality down his spine to bring him back from all this --- something.

He scratched the back of his head. Funny, he couldn’t even recall that something right about now. Perhaps, it was in one of his notes. He was sure to have a reminder here or there, if he’d just --- ! 

Not have the stack of papers and books fall on him. 

Well, he supposed that’s what he got for having a tent that left little room for anything else. Even his sleeping bag was poorly shoved in one corner of the tent to make room for all of this. 

And, of course, she would make her way to his tent at this very moment, after all had decided to topple over him. 

                    @avversiera          //          s.c.

[scriptedfates]

AVERSA.

【♟】 ______________________________

❝Robin, don’t be so NAUGHTY! Kissing my cheek in front of everyone else? Have you no shame?~❞

          ❝ Will you ever stop with the dramatics ? ❞ 

         Robin rubbed his lips clean with the back of his hand. ❝ It’s not like I wanted to kiss you, I’d never do that if I had a choice ! ❞ Oh, gods, no. His lips were tainted ! How could this happen to me ? He asked himself. How could the lips of someone of his superior standing have touched the cheeks of a woman like Aversa ? My lips ! Robin frowned at her and rubbed harder, faster.

          This insufferable woman was gloating ! ! ! 

          He really didn’t know what to make of her. Though it’d been partially his fault he had been shoved to the side, the kiss had been an utter mistake and accident. If anyone said a word about this to his wife, he was going to arcfire them in the face.

          ❝ Gods, Vaike. Watch where you’re shoving people ! ❞

[deliverant-a]

@avversiera replied to your post “sb: hey vlad whats wrong me, a huge sap and literally sobbing over...”

// I want to see that movie so badly sgalmsjsos. Is it worth seeing? //

ABSOLUTELY I WANNA SEE IT AGAIN

[of-invisible-ties]

@avversiera  II Starter Call

“No, no! Pity paints one’s fair face with the worst of hues! You have sought to make amends for your wrongdoing, and ‘tis quite the large cause to labor under!”

“Take it from humble Virion, who, too, must compensate for his misdeeds. I have been branded a traitor and coward alike, and do you see me balking at my people? Er, I do, but ... I aspire to improve. As must you, my lady.”

[sorrcerii-moved]

@avversiera​ || X

【♟】 ______________________________

❝She’s just a TEMPTRESS, don’t you know? Stop calling out her name when we spend quality time together…You won’t make it out alive if you do. So, go ahead: say you love me instead. SAY IT!❞

Much of what the silver-haired woman uttered was horribly taken out of context. This “quality time” she spoke of was visiting her poor victim of captivity. When beating the man to a bloody pulp daily, he recently cried out for Robin’s help. Aversa’s blasted “sister”, of all people. 

This spiraled her into even more unpredictable moods as of lately. Until now. As of now, she is DEMANDING Gavroche to take those words back.

The illusion of him being her lover and pet was quivering, and it must be fixed. Without giving the other time to react, she plunged her knife into his stomach with furious intention as he laid bound to her bed. She hung her head with a scream after she did it, her eyes widening as she breathed heavily due to anxiety. Why isn’t he saying what she wants?! Must she stab him once more?!

❝Choose who loves you MORE! ME!❞

He had made a mistake. One that he had mentally scolded himself for as soon as her name had left his lips. Robin. The one person in that blasted world who truly meant anything to him. The one person that might even convince him to stay, or the person he’d ask to go back with him should he return to his kingdom.

He missed her. Captivity did not treat him well. And in a moment of foolishness he had cried out her name. His own blood running cold when he’d done so. That one word alone causing his captor to lash out in a flurry of anger. With such ferocity that he had yet to see from her.

Did it upset her so that he loved her ‘sister’ more than he did her? What was she expecting of him?

“I...”

His words were cut off. Eyes looking to the knife that was put to rest in his stomach. The pain not hitting him immediately. His brain first trying to register just what had happened. A breath of air sucked in and held as everything soon came rushing at him all at once.

“She...”

Blood oozed from the wound. Pain was trickling it’s way from the injury and up. but with everything the sorcerer had been through during those weeks of torture, wasn’t being stabbed just another inconvenience?

“She loves...loves me more...”