#whitcviolin

[nofive]

@whitcviolin​ said : “how about a hug, hm?”

[ x - accepting ]

As much as he loved, and cared about Vanya, “To quote Hamlet, act three, scene three, line eighty-seven: No.”

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

@whitcviolin​ said:  𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔡𝔦𝔡𝔫’𝔱 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔬𝔫 , 𝔡𝔦𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲 ?

          ˜”*°•.    A black  and  inky night,  nothing  but  heralding  a turbulent  and  hostile storm.  A  race with  disaster  had he  been  running for  a  lifetime, hiding  from  the end,  but  also seeking  it,  provoking it.  Beyond  the  farthest edge  of  night had  he  been standing,  the  threat never  absent,  always there,  always  known. A  threat  that was  anger,  that  was  rage, that  was  pain: for  Vanya’s  concession to  this  madness had  been  nothing but  a  scream for  justice,  an outburst  decades  old.

               For  a brief  moment,  the silence  seemed  to vibrate  like  a countless  of  waves:  one wrong  word,  one wrong  move  capable  of wreaking  havoc  on the  whole  world --  the  tsunami pulling  them  down  into  the deep  waters,  drowning them,  suffocating  them --.  And  perhaps, if  it  wasn’t for  their  siblings, he’d  have  followed her  willingly  -- stepped  off  the cliff  she’d  been banished  to  for so  long  --. But  she  knew he  wouldn’t  do  it:  she  knew  he  wouldn’t let them  die.  For all  he  cared about  the  cost.

             ❝ Surprisingly  enough, I  get  that  a  lot. ❞  Sarcasm. Lips  stretched  upwards. The  final  response. The  final  decision. For  if  she  wouldn’t wake  up nicely,  peacefully,  he  was willing to  fight.  Go to  whatever  length needed  to  bring  his sister  back,  keep his  siblings  alive. But  if  he   had  to  choose… But  perhaps,  he’d chosen  already.

A  blue  glow  appeared in  his  hands --  Vanya’s  powers impossible  to  fight against,  but  still, somehow  escapable  --.   ❝ Guess if  you  want to  go  on a  killing  streak, you’ll  have  to get  past  me first. ❞  A  small  shrug --  yet  the  light  never fading,  never  weakening --.  Such  a  contrast to the  buried  hopes that’d  risen  from their  sepulchers.  ❝ But  then,  you’ll be  alone.  And you   DON’T   know what  alone  really means. ❞ 

[beseeinyou]

                                   @whitcviolin​   /    STARTER CALL.     

❛       AH      ------    sorry  ,  can  i  help  you  ?     ❜                he’s  polite  as  ever  ,  if  a  little  confused  as  to  why  someone  was  knocking  on  his  door.           bucky  was  at  work  ----   he  knows  it’s  not  him.         his  parents  were  dead  so  that  wasn’t  likely.          as  he  eyes  the  stranger  ,  soft  baby  blues  take  in  the  state  their  in.          ❛     -----  are  you  okay  . . . ?     ❜

[headapted-a]

❝         for what it’s worth...   i am sorry you lost her.        ❞         it is never a goal to see any of his siblings hurt,   especially vanya who had the least among them.     (     ‘no one is insignificant’    )      but sissy was to her and his weak spot would always be his siblings.     his features soften looking over to her;    compassion enriches tone as he speaks,       ❝         ⸺       how are you holding up   ?        ❞          @whitcviolin​.

[wldbirds]

@whitcviolin​: 💬 / for ben :)

“  -- 𝑶𝑯 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑯, 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑳𝒀  𝑻𝑶𝑳𝑫 𝑯𝑰𝑴 𝑫𝑰𝑫𝑵'𝑻 𝒀𝑶𝑼 ? “ 

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

@whitcviolin​ said:  𝔥𝔢’𝔰 𝔞𝔩𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔶 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡

             ˜”*°•.     ❝ This is  not  right. ❞  The words  trailed  off slowly,  merely  a  whisper. Gaze  travelling  around,   anywhere but  at  her.  After all  this  time, after  all  those  battles --  those  futile attempts,  those  fruitless plans  --,  the timeline  had  turned upside  down.  People that  should  be dead,  roaming  the grounds  alive.  And people  that  should be  living,  thriving, merely  rotting  under the  ground.  And there  it  came, that  panic,  nesting inside  his  head, dressed  like  anger, like  rage.  Wearing its  best  costume and  coming  out  in waves  of  sheer  mania.  ❝ Damn  it! ❞   A loud  thud  -- hand  meeting  with the  wall  //  pain  soothing, same  as  the numbness  --.

Focus.  You have  to  focus. Or  they  all die.

Mouth  opened to  utter  something --  anything  --,  yet  no  sound  made it  out.  All words  locked  upon the  tip  of his  lips,  fighting back,  resisting  the temptation  of  a  freedom.  Eyes  shut briefly,  another  attempt at  gathering  the  pieces  of scattered  courage.  ❝ We should  leave.  For all  we  know, we  could  be next. ❞  Eyes once  again  settling upon  the  dead body  --  the body  of  their brother  //  or well,  the  duplicate of  their  brother --.  For  residing in  this  timeline couldn’t  have  come without  consequences:  two  versions  of themselves  walking  side by  side  --  not  everyone  could  just  live  --.

[nofive]

[ @whitcviolin​ - ♡ ]

The puppy was mostly golden brown, though he couldn’t pin down a breed. It was likely a mutt, adopted from somewhere, and it let out a tiny bark from the box that it was in. It was in a gift box, and something told him he wasn’t supposed to find it so soon. He looked at it, and couldn’t find himself to be angry at it. After all it was one of his siblings who decided to get a dog during the winter holidays, despite no one in this family being responsible enough for a dog.

He picked the dog up, cradling it in his arms, because looking at it made him feel a bit gooey inside, and it was helpless and did not deserve to be stuck in the box. It attempted to look his chin. He let it. He then looked around the House and finally found Vanya in the kitchen, “Were you behind this?” he asked, bluntly, shifting his arms so the dog was obvious to her. The dog licked him again, and he paid it no mind, though they ( he and this dog ) were going to have to have a talk about it later.

[apocalypsejumped]

- SQUISHES YO BEAUTIFUL FACE !! - HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR !!! YOU ARE WONDERFUL & BEAUTIFUL & YOUR WRITING & PORTRAYAL ARE ABSOLUTELY AMAZING !!! ACCEPT ALL MY LOVE FOREVER !! <3

Thank you, thank you! You're beyond incredible and I adore writing with you! Literally every reply I have to tell myself to slow down so I don't seem like some eager maniac but tbh that's what I am!! ❤️❤️❤️