#xinvictus

[lcstinthewoods]

@xinvictus liked for a starter from Esme.

“Hello, Nott.” Esme quietly and timidly greeted as she settled herself into the seat beside the male, offering him a shy smile as well. She had no problem ( yet ) with the male personally, rather she was more cautious towards the rest of his general friend group, but she had decided upon learning they were going to be partners that she had nothing against him, and being friendly was the best way to go.

[licnbcrn]

@xinvictus​ probably thought I’d forgotten about this

drunken confession meme

“No…” He cracked a small smirk. “And yes.” The typically cold as stone serpent softened his gaze. “Doesn’t it ever scare you, Evans? To have people in your life that you simply cannot lose? That you can’t imagine being without?” A chuckle escaped his lips and he shook his head, playing it off as nothing but drunken rambling. Too much, Theo, he thought to himself,too much.

He was drunk -- she was drunk. Once again, they were alone, two kids caught up in something that they had no control over, drowning themselves in liquor, as if pickling their livers would stop their emotions. She knew what he meant, even if he denied it. Even if he acted like it wasn’t important. Because he was important, to her. And what if something happened to him? She had just found him, in this war and chaos. She didn’t want to lose him. 

“It’s okay to be afraid, Theo. ‘M afraid of losing you too.” She admitted, curling into him slightly. Normally, she would change the subject, maybe even kiss him, but right now, it was easier to talk. 

[aefintyr]

cont. ┊ @xinvictus​​

She turns back around, glancing down at his naked form.

“Exactly,” Bellatrix replies, lips curling up into a smirk. “And the danger is half the fun, Little Nott.” It’s why the two of them are here, after all, sharing a bed and body heat. He’d asked something of her for the sake of his vices that first night and her answer has led them to this moment. She doesn’t care. He knew exactly what he was doing the moment he made his demands by the fireplace, the moment his hand dug into her waist. He is hers now.

"I suppose you’ve already become my pupil, although I hardly need to teach you about this.”

[pxrpleflames]

“That definitely looks broken…”

“It’s fine,” he dismissed. It was broken of course but honestly he could deal with a broken finger or three. The constant pain was far from unwelcomed and so long as he could still use spells he would still be able to do his job. “I can make a potion later,” he wouldn’t but if saying he would kept the other from bothering him to fix it he had no problem lying.

[sempervinctus]

“They call us evil, but they don’t understand.”

From Witch Trials/Imprisonment sentence starters

❛ Learned that idea from your FATHER, did you? ❜

[x-insuperabile]

'' Ackerman, you forgot something '' [/throws scarf at her before taking his leave again]

Was that Heicho’s voice? The brunette turned around only to have the familiar red scarf thrown onto her head. Dark eyes softened as she had clutched the memento towards her chest before shaking her head. Adjusting it around her neck, she tossed the rest of the fabric over her shoulder.

"…Thank y—" pausing only to see that Levi had vanished to who knows where had mold needed to be scrubbed. It’s been nearly a day since she’s lost her scarf and it took all her will power to keep her cool about losing it.

Thank you, short captain.

Thank you, captain.