#c: violet

[misguidxdghxsts]

Location: Harborview Luxury Apartments, Apt 3A

Characters: Santiago & Violet

Knocking on the door to Violet's apartment, Santiago flashed a cocky grin as she opened it. "Buenas, Mamacita. You busy?"

@merelywind

[edgarwayne]

Location: Beatrice's Purgatory

It took a great deal of effort, but Edgar was up and about in the apartment. He puttered around, doing what household chores he could, though without much vitality. He was going through the motions of making dinner for Art and Christian when the doorbell rang. He jumped, his heart racing.

Reaching for the nearby kitchen knife, Edgar clutched the handle desperately as he slowly made his way to the door. Pressing himself flush against the wall, he called out in a shaky voice, "wh-who is it?"

@arcanae

[ryueunji]

Putting away some scattered toys, Arthur glanced over at Violet and sighed, standing up fully. "Alright, should we talk?" There was no denying the, awkwardness? tension? between them after the speed dating event.

@curreres

[xlinxiux]

After the run in with Irelia, Christine stormed to the nearest bar. She needed a drink. Sliding into the bar, she waved down the bartender. "Give me whatever wine you have, I don't care what. And leave the whole bottle." As she waited she put her face into her hands and let out a frustrated groan. She'd rather be screaming. Christine startled as something touched her arm, pulling away with wide eyes.

@curreres

[perpetually-disorganized-writer]

[apebbleforyourthoughts]

@pink-pone's oc nova stella! she's just so pretty, i had to draw her (* ´ ω ` )

(+ a bonus doodle of her and my girl violet hanging out and bonding over stars and such)

[reguwusblack]

when: march 27th, 1981 where: holy sorcerer house of hellship who: @churchofviolet​

Regulus had been tucked in behind the confessional, away from prying eyes and annoying conversation. He had little desire to parade himself around, especially in a place like this. Especially with lightning and thunder and snow piling around outside, giving him the distinct feeling like he was in a horror film. The ones he had never been allowed to watch as a child. Though ironically enough, they were the things he could relate to the most. Those foreboding musical moments. The unnatural stillness. The thumping in his heart that he tried so often to avoid at every turn, lest it turn into something else, and yet, he was overdue, wasn’t he?

Things had been going too smoothly for Regulus, and already he was prepared for the worst as footsteps neared, and his quiet place of solace (though how could any be found in this ‘Church’), disturbed. He couldn’t blame the intruder. Not really. Not when a very large portion of himself begged for company, the kind that reminded him that he was not yet dead.

“Sorry, I can just—I’ll just go. I’ve probably taken up this spot long enough.”

[noahfynn]

Closed Starter | | Noah + Violet

After receiving her gift and card, Noah knew that he couldn’t procrastinate any longer when it came to having that difficult conversation. He made his way over to her dorm room, still dressed in his jeans and light grey t-shirt that he had worn to his lecture. Noah knocked on the door and nervously shoved his hands in his pocket as he waited for her to answer. “Hey Vi”, Noah said with a small smile when she did open the door.

@thevioletquinn​