#likestvrlight

[pniik]

the soothing whistle of the teapot, blending with the peaceful sound of the adjacent stream, produced a symphony of calm in the treehouse’s bustling kitchen. pik moved efficiently, transitioning seamlessly between culinary tasks, eagerly anticipating not one but two particular dragons’ visit in the woods today. they hadn’t seen vasilkaera since she had her baby, lacey, and relocated to hell. thoughts were devoid of opinion, centered solely on getting to actually meet the little one and relish in both of their presence. organizing the snacks and pouring the tea, the seraphim idly mimicked that soothing whistle to hear the song again, promptly stopping to hum, sensing @likestvrlight’s energy, sparking anticipation with a smile, awaiting her imminent knock or appearance.

[hlcynsouls]

&  @likestvrlight​  →  JULIETTE LEMAIRE :

location :  julie’s penthouse .

DARCY USED TO LOVE  new york ;  or parts of it ,  anyways .  the  green  parts ,  mostly ,  though she could be asked to spare a thought for it’s multitude of libraries and museums .  ( and ,  on occasions ,  it’s abandoned subway stations . )  by now ,  used as she is to the safety of her  home ,  the city feels like a garish monstrosity straight out of a nightmare .  which ,  honestly ,  isn’t too far off .  so unless she absolutely  needs  to be there ,  the witch avoids it like the plague .  unfortunately ,  she  needs  to see her friend ,  because she  misses  her ,  which is such a stupidly human emotion that there’s not much to be done about it except indulge it .  yikes .  when she finally arrives at julie’s apartment ,  her patience is gone and her nerves are frayed .  mostly from the mix of suppressing her anxiety  and  looking over her shoulder the entire trip ,  but also ,  as she informs the cambion upon opening the door :  “ traffic sucked . ”  the jazz hands that accompany the statement are comically at odds with her completely dead-panned expression .  “ surprise ! ”

[spellcrossed]

CLOSED EVENT STARTER FOR  @likestvrlight​  ( & astra )  !!

“ THERE’S A VARIETY OF GOOD REASONS  to lie on the ground, ”  darcy addresses the person stepping up to her before they can so much as  utter a word ,  her tone sober  ( although she is everything  but ) .  “ one ,  it’s really comfortable.  two ,  sand collected during a solstice can be a useful spell ingredient. ”  three ,  her ankle caught on something when she bent to pick up her purse, and whatever was in the ale she drank made her dizzy enough to not try and get up again immediately,  thank you very much .  even looking up is an  effort ,  but as she does and recognizes just  who  is witnessing her predicament, a smile spreads on her face and she looses her defensive attitude immediately.  “ astra !  it’s so nice to see you ;  come lie down with me a while. ”

[halcyonbound]

CLOSED STARTER FOR  @likestvrlight​  ( & estela )  !!

CAMILLA KNEW THAT THE SHADOWHUNTER  wasn’t too attached to her family, but she could imagine there must be  other friends  waiting back home whose fate there was no way of knowing. the news of alicante being destroyed must weigh on estela, one way or another, and camilla would like to support her friend  ---  however possible or needed. when she made her way over, she greeted the girl with a  hug  and an offer:  “ so, what would help more ;  distraction or comfort ? ”

[shxdowme]

ft. vasilkaera @likestvrlight

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even from across the hall she could see the blonde hair bobbing as she moved. ana keeping her eyes on her due to protection more than anything. she still did not trust her especially in an event such as this. close space. not many places to run. deciding to bite the bullet it was not as if she could avoid her forever. approaching the other female she gave a small nod. “vasilkaera.” she greeted. 

[ofdivinus]

@likestvrlight​   ❝ rhea & anyone ❞

  a perplexed expression remained across soft features while examining a tree on one of the pathways  —  out of place , perhaps such a notion could be accepted.  after all ,  many living things within the walls of the realm were such that : out of place.  her brow furrowed as she began to reach towards the red liquid which dripped down the sides of the white tree ; a warning , one to which she didn’t feel the need to heed.  “  such a strange thing to see. ”  noticing a pair of footsteps in the near distance ,  “  in a place filled with promises of serenity , it tends to hide the ravenous bite more thoroughly. ”

[hlcynsouls]

& @likestvrlight​  →  zaira :

CAMILLA  ARRIVES  at her brother’s mansion in a flurry of bags and suitcases ;  all haphazardly packed and appearing to burst at the seams .  it’s the  essentials  ( more fabric than clothes ;  jewelry ;  and a handful of mementos she refused to leave behind )  but she doesn’t bother putting them away  —  her stay in the faerie realm will be  brief .  nonetheless ,  she’d like to see her family and announce her change in permanent residence before heading to new york for the night .  the demon steps over her luggage, leaving it strewn across the entryway ,  before going to check on the babies , first  —  who ,  along with their parents ,  appear to be  absent .  she has half a mind to give cosi a ring ,  phone already in hand ,  but a brief scan of the large place reveals at least  one  of her loved ones to be home .  as soon as she spots zaira ,  camilla skips towards her with barely contained glee .  “ suprise ! ”

[hlcynsouls]

&  @likestvrlight​  →  ASTRA :

location :  ( the clearing by )  astra’s house .

IT’S NOT TECHNICALLY  ‘ breaking and entering ’  when you’re  allowed  to be there .  darcy keeps telling herself that as she picks the locks on one of auntie astra’s windows and climbs inside .  bless the warlock for keying her wards to darcy a while back ;  it’s nice to know you can come and go as you please ,  especially  in a pinch .  ( though  ‘ pinch ’  is perhaps the wrong word if she actually did see who she thinks she saw  —  and worse ,  if they had seen  her . )  astra’s house had been close by ,  and in her moment of panic ,  it had struck her as the best option to hide out till she could  clear her head .  ( and circling the house to knock on the front door and wait for a response simply would’ve taken  too long . )  it becomes obvious how rattled she really is ,  though ,  when she visibly  flinches  at a noise behind her as she carefully closes the window .  darcy whirls around ,  hands raised and finger tips sparkling with magic ,  but it takes her less than a second to recognize the  owner of the house .  only then does the witch relax ,  releasing a sigh .  “ sorry , ”  she says, swallowing thickly and pointing at the window behind her  . “ that was  ...  an  emergency . ”