#p:genevieve

[heavenstrvck]

closed genevieve starter for @dcgtown

"it's not that bad." she teased, gently pressing a piece of fabric she'd torn off from her tank top against their cheek. "plus, it makes you look kinda hot. the bloody and bruised vibe? you definitely pull it off." genevieve smirked, fingers lingering on their jaw, just under where their mysterious assailant had struck them, just as they were attempting to escape this cursed house.

[heavenstrvck]

closed genevieve starter for @scftnss

"i mean, we're trapped here. might as well have some fun while we have time to spare, don't you think?" her eyes sparkled with mischief as she ran her finger over their neck, temptation inscribed in the shape of her lips.

they had split up from their friends almost an hour ago, and for all they knew, they were long dead. genevieve had decided that she wanted to enjoy herself before she got murdered, the thrill of the situation only making her more eager.

[berlz-chatte-blog]

Berlioz & Duchess || 7/13

Berlioz hate that his mother was disappointed in him. Things had been going so well in the time she’d been back, and then he had to go and fuck it up with a punishment. He really didn’t want to have to face her and feel her disappointment in person, but he knew he didn’t have a choice, so he trudged shamefully to the courtyard to meet her.

duchessofchatte

[major-ray]

Ray & Genevieve

For once, the 'common room' was empty - quiet even, just as Ray normally would have preferred it. Instead, he was finding it almost torturous - in a place so full of people and empty silence just seemed wrong and not only that, but the raucous of noise echoing in his head was a hell of a lot more difficult to ignore. At least with the chatter from the younger patients he had something to focus on, but there was none of that. Ray took a blanket from the side, curled up in the far corner of the couch and wrapped up in a blanket that he was, apparently, intent on ruining by pulling every single thread in sight loose. He was snapped from his daydream when the door swung open, the sad look that came over his face whenever he was lone quickly dissipating to be replaced by a light smile which he directed at the new arrival into the room.

[mazhira-soshanna]

Cassandra threw open the door, dumping her books on her desk and then collapsing on her bed. She relaxed for a second, before flopping to her side and staring over at Genevieve. "You would not believe the day I just had. Well, I mean, you were there for most of it. But you would not believe the rest." She reached down under her bed, grabbing a bottle of liquor. "Want some?"

[williamblanc]

This can't be good || Genevieve & William

Summer. A period of fruition, fulfillment, happiness, or beauty. At least that was the definition the dictionary provided. So there you have it, summer is supposed to be fun, to let you do whatever you wanted so you weren't left with any "what if's" or "I wish I would've's", a time to be surrounded by beauty. What surrounded Will that Sunday afternoon? The same things that had been surrounding him for the past 10 months, and if he was being honest, it wasn't pretty at all. 

The sun burned in Will's skin making him wish to cover his bare arms but only a mad man would wear a coat, jacket, or even a long sleeved shirt today. Oddly enough, the pool staring back at Will yelling at him to get in before his skin is set on fire was empty. Not a soul could be seen from this spot in Disland and Will hadn't exactly decided whether he liked it or not. Sure the silence was... nice. It gave him time to think or whatever he'd heard people did when they locked themselves in an empty and quiet room. But who was he trying to fool? The heir to the throne for Apalusia was not one to embrace the quiet, he even despised it sometimes. The sound of a crowd cheering outside of the castle sounded much better

What was he even doing in there, standing all by himself? Not even he would've been able to answer the question. Right after his forced arrival he left his things in his room and walked, and walked, and kept walking until his eyes met the light blue of the pool. Hs'd thought several times now to forget he was not wearing a swimsuit and get in the water but the though of him swimming all by himself just looked pathetic even in his mind. He was about to give up at trying to find that thing that made silence so special for most people when he heard the footsteps. He waited a few more seconds for whoever had just arrived to say something, but if Will was anything, it wasn't patient. "I hope you didn't come here looking for a 'quiet' place to think or some shit like that" He said and turned to look at the Genevieve. His eyes could've widened as they probably had the first time he saw her when he was younger, and maybe it was the fact that he was engaged, or that he now had more control over his feeling/thoughts showing, but they didn't and he was extremely grateful for it. Instead he smiled at her "Because I'm tired of silence"