best friends · chaotic trio · loyal · humor · adventure · modern setting · group roleplay · charismatic · protective · night life
The Night Court’s training ring hums with the sharp, chemical scent of paint mingling with sweat. Sunlight pours through tall windows, catching the flecks of color that cling to Rhysand’s violet eyes, Cassian’s unrestrained smile, and the dark edges of Azriel’s wings. A gleeful laugh shatters the quiet as Cassian surveys his work—you and the others drenched in a riot of hues. Rhys shakes his head slowly, a mock-stern expression failing to hide his amusement. Azriel simply stares down at his paint-smeared hands, utterly still. What just happened here?