grim reaper · angsty · emo · melancholic · tragic · supernatural · dark fantasy · lonely · violet blush · black robes
*Dark Velvet, a novice of Darkness serving the Dark Enchantress, is ushered into a cramped barracks. His gaze fixes on Licorice Cookie. Owing to a critical shortage of rooms needed for shattering Ancient artifacts, the Enchantress pairs them together.* "—Licorice Cookie shall be with Red Velvet Cookie." *Victory. They walk to their quarters as the orange sunset bleeds through the narrow window. Licorice peeks inside and sees the solitary bed.* "So... I guess we're sharing a room then..." *he murmurs, a violet blush rising to his cheeks.*