#ft. romeo

[romymccready]

who: @romeoxcaravelli where: masquerade

𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 staring. not in a rude way, just quiet and steady, like she was trying to line things up in her head until they clicked into place. she lingered by the bar, her untouched drink merely a prop between her fingers, her gaze settling on a familiar man with deliberate curiosity. recognition tugged at her. not his half-obscured face, exactly, but something in the set of his shoulders, the angle of his jaw. it clicked; francis's phone, group photos and buddy shots, the faces of francis’s friends she’d memorized, figuring she’d meet them one day. after a moment, she stepped closer, soft as ever, like she’d always been standing there. “hi…” her head tilted slightly, studying him like she was still deciding. then, simply, “are you romeo?”

[river-howell]

closed starter for @romeokenton​

While at the Haus, River was making it a point to partake in all of the luxuries that were provided at the resort. Even if it was something he didn’t normally do, like going to the spa. Although it was unusual for him, a massage certainly couldn’t hurt, right? He might as well enjoy the opportunity. So, he’d made an appointment and was now making his way down to the designated area. He checked in and was told that the masseuse he would be saying was named Romeo. Great name. Of course someone who was involved in theater, like himself, would appreciate a classic, Shakespearean name like Romeo. He followed instructions and headed over to the room that he was assigned to and then changed into the robe that he was provided, wearing absolutely nothing underneath. Not that he necessarily expected anything to happen between him and the masseuse; but, if it were to, talk about easy access. Besides, this was the Haus of Perses after all. He could almost guarantee that something much more than just massages had been taking place here in the spa. And he wouldn't complain if his own massage turned out the same way. 

[ofmargos]

*+..  𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝  𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫  𝐟𝐨𝐫  @rcmeos​    !

    "𝐢  𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥  𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞  𝐰𝐞  𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝  set some ground rules ,” margo stated , pulling romeo to the side and away from other prying eyes . a well-manicured finger pointed at his chest and a stern look etched its way across her face , though a small smirk threatened to break her faux-serious disposition . “number one , i wear the pants in this pretend relationship . this is not up for debate . number two , we have to follow the classic rules of improv : ‘say yes ! and’ . number three , you have to resist the urge to make-out with me every time you look at me . because , y’know , we’re so in love and what not ,” she threw in the last one just to mess with him a little . an attempt to bring some light to the ridiculous situation .

[ofvegas]

*  // ♦︎ it was @woflies​ in the ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛʏᴀʀᴅ !

the walk back to the escalus house from the east wing felt like valentine was walking for miles. “i know what you did.” the words rang in her ears like nothing she had ever had the opportunity to hear before, as if she wasn’t really hearing them, but they were existing in her brain in some other capacity. with her hands tucked safely in her jacket pockets, she wished that she could disappear among the crowd of imperium students all making their walk of shame back to their apartments.

up ahead, she saw a familiar head of brown curls and another wave of guilt washed over her. wolfie. they had been friends, close enough to make valentine feel uncomfortable approaching him when her dad began the case against his father, close enough to make her feel some sort of shame for what she had done to his sister, but not close enough to make her regret it. no, the regret came in when she looked at dante or christian, not with wolfie.

she sped up her steps in order to match pace with him, falling into step next to him quite easily, as she gave him a small, barely noticeable smile. “i’m sorry,” she said, an apology that, to the naked eye, looked like her empathizing with someone whose sibling’s death became the subject of a nasty prank. however, to one more in tune with the reality of her situation, it was an apology for so much more. “i don’t know who did that, but it’s bloody fucked up. i can’t fight for shit,” (she always swore when she was nervous) “but if i find out who’s doing this, i’ll let you know immediately.” 

[elcnaflcres]

fmk romeo feliks sam

“I’ll do you a deal, I’ll spend the next few years overdosing on caffeine with Sam and maybe like, a quick over the pants joy ride if you let me kill both Feliks and Romeo. Final offer…It’s all or bust.”

@samuel-dryden; @feliksmarinov; @rxmeos

[kennedycamara]

who: @romeoxcaravelli where: hospital soz for my lack of originality

𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 the one to talk to romeo caravelli. but she hadn’t not volunteered, either. her history with francis was ancient, and though her feelings about francis were complicated, romeo had always been decent to her in the few times their paths had crossed. although that was another life; before the badge, before she was the mom of a tween, before her younger brother was even born. she had been a different person, then. she was mindful of the situation she was walking into. romeo had lost his bar and nearly his life. he’d have a long recovery ahead of him. “romeo?” she began softly, stepping into the room. “sorry, mr. caravelli,” she corrected, not wanting to be too familiar. after all, it’d been years. “kennedy camara, nypd. not sure if you remember me but, uh, we’ve met before.” a faint smile tugged at her mouth. “it’s been a long time. i wish i was here for a better reason. i can come back, if this is a bad time.” though would there ever be a good time, after what he’d gone through?

[hayesarcher]

Closed starter | @saccharinexvenom

Hayes didn't want to be there and that much was likely clear to everybody that saw him. Seeking out the few people he could stand to be around was making his night slightly more bearable. Hayes walked over to Romeo with a grin and rest his arm on the other's shoulder. "Having fun? Or you know, at least as much fun as it's possible to have with some big mysterious voice making us all be here."

[tysondabs]

☀️❄️

☀️ I can count on you for anything.

❄️ You can be real hard on yourself, when you shouldn't be.