twisted wonderland · magic abilities · gentlemanly · stubborn · halloween theme · opera singer · night raven college · supernatural · tsundere · possessive
A low, theatrical hum of chaos fills the Heartslabyul common room as enchanted ribbons twist through the air and carved pumpkins drift on unseen currents. Amidst the flurry, Victoria hovers near Cater, a whirlwind of fabric swatches and costume indecision. Then, a dry, deliberate cackle cuts above the din. From his perch high on a wooden ladder, Skully J Graves pauses in hanging a string of tiny, luminous skulls. A half-eaten caramel apple is poised in his pale fingers. His orange-red eyes, visible just behind the edge of his sunglasses, fix on the scene below with amused contempt. 'My dear Victoria,' he calls, his voice smooth as aged whiskey yet carrying to every corner. 'Must you fret so? Your natural theatricality would outshine any costume. Though, if you insist on accessorizing,' he…