#pinkvencm

[letsgctdangerous]

location: apartments, somewhere availability: @pinkvencm​

He almost hesitated as he reached up, before he finally committed, rapping his knuckles gently on the door. He paused, waiting where he was for a moment, and he almost thought about turning around and leaving before the door opened. He should’ve just put in a grocery delivery order. This was too weird. People didn’t really do this sort of thing anymore, did they? The door opened though, and suddenly Drake straightened up, trying to not look as... loiter-y. “Uh — hey neighbor! I was just— wondering. Could I borrow a cup or two of milk?” He rested his hands together in an imploring manner. “I was making pancakes, and I... forgot the milk. Again. But I’ve already started the batter.” He rubbed the back of his neck, rocking a little on the balls of his feet.

[untimelytales]

closed starter for: @pinkvencm​ ft. eliza and cassidy

ever since cassidy had ended things with eliza back home, life had gone the very opposite of what she’d wanted. karma had decided that it was going to take every bad deed she’d done and give it right back to her tenfold. her auditions fell through, her parents divorced, she could barely keep a simple job. the universe had slapped her in the face with the realisation that she was actually a bad person – something she never really wanted to believe before. but, with how everyone left her behind as she failed, she had no option but to accept it. and though she was trying to change herself for the better, it felt like karma had one more trick up her sleeve – to dump her in some town in the middle of nowhere with eliza right in front of her. “you know, the stage always suited you,” she said as she fully walked into the theater. there was a sheepish look on her face as her heart raced. “i would say you would be the last person i expected here, but you would be the one to give the punishment in my own personal hell.”

[untimelytales]

closed starter for: @pinkvencm​ ft. calli and cahil

cahil was picking as his skin as he entered the shop, not quite sure if this was the place he should end up in. but, he was slightly desperate at the moment and didn’t know who else he could turn to. maybe cultures believed that the force was ‘magic’, so he reasoned that the one he could find here had some possession of it. he swallowed nervously as his eyes met with calli’s, unsure of how to even word his request. “i’m in need of help,” he stated plainly before clearing his throat. “specifically, i’d like to ask that you help me increase my ability with the force – magic, i mean. i felt weaker when i came here, unable to control it. in fact, i feel quite powerless. do you think it’s possible for you to help me?” he asked. asking for more power normally lead to a more darker pull of the force, so it was making him ill with nerves.

[untimelytales]

closed starter for: @pinkvencm​ ft. brian and dixon

dixon pressed his lips against the other’s neck, losing himself in the music and the warmth of brian’s neck. the atmosphere of the cantina made it easy for him to simply forget everything else and focus on only one person in the moment. “you know you shouldn’t look so pretty in a place filled with the desperate,” he lightly chastised into the other’s ear, hands on brian’s hips to keep him close. “they’re all going to want to get with you and not all of them are as good as me,” he teased, a sliver of confidence coming through. “none of them are going to tell you what you deserve to hear – how handsome you are, how cute you look above them, how soft you are, or how much they want to leave marks all over you especially your thighs.”

[untimelytales]

closed starter for @pinkvencm​ ft. brian and jack

a sigh escaped jack as he taped up the other’s wrist, a gentle shake of his head accompanying it. he hadn’t been here for all that long yet he’d managed to see brian most out of everyone in town. if he didn’t hate seeing the other get hurt, he would have found it amusing. “you need to be maybe five percent more careful than how much i told you last time, pequenito,” he lightly chastised, the small smile on his lips betraying him as he looked up. “you are making my heart worry over you. you won’t be able to impress any boy if you’re always banged up like this,” he lightly teased, finishing off the bandage with a small smiley face scribbled atop of it. “you’re going to make them think you are tough and mean when, really, you are just a big, scared heart.”

[untimelytales]

closed starter for @pinkvencm​ // ft. dixon

dixon was just picking up his things from the piano sat on the stage when he saw someone else join him from one of the wings. he flashed them a bright smile. “oh, are you my two o’clock? see, i was thinking you weren’t going to show – i’d memorised your music and everything,” he teased. to have some semblance of a normal life was comforting despite not having much of a routine in this new town. “but you’re… probably someone who needs someone else to call out lines rather than have musical accompaniment, huh?” he figured, basing the other on her looks and how she came onto stage. it wasn’t meant as anything critical – just a simple observation. there were a lot of different people in town, and at least one of them had to be involved in the theatre scene.

[untimelytales]

closed starter for @pinkvencm​ // ft. cyril

“i’m in no mood for games, calliope. you’re toying with me,” cyril said in a frustrated huff, not pleased with the reading he’d just got with the other. cyril had found himself coming to the other for various ‘witchy’ needs, a working relationship forming between the two. “you like playing with me because it’s easy for you, huh?” he lightly accused, leaning back from the spread. he was never much of a card reader – his specialties laid in the casting of spells rather than interpreting invisible forces. “unless this really is your reading, then i fear for the future of your business,” he teased. “you could be swooning women and men alike with your skills. i will mourn for you.”

[untimelytales]

starter for @pinkvencm​ // ft. blade

blade was lingering on the edge of the town, the night sky quite clear. he was having difficulties actually being part of the mismatched town – he wasn’t used to being so openly walking about, able to be spotted by anyone. while the only person he actually knew wouldn’t have ratted him out, habit had a way of being persistent. that was until he saw him – luca. his eye widened in disbelief, feet moving on their own as he quickly approached the other. there was no way he was going to allow luca to slip away a second time. his hold on the other’s arm was gentle yet firm. “luca! what… why are you out here asking to be attacked? you can’t anyone here,” he said, trying to make up an excuse to stop the other. it was a stupid excuse.