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[luciusmalfoyx]

where: the green dragon who: @nvrcissasm

Lucius had reluctantly agreed to leave the manor, grumpy about having to put clothes on when he'd rather have his body tangled with his soon to be wife. Public appearances were a must and the last thing he wanted to do was to upset Cissa.

The wizard had only been gone five minutes, moving up to the bar to get their drinks, when he returned to find another male standing there, hitting on what was his. Red flashed in his eyes, taking a deep breath, before he closed the distance, coming up to the one side of the other, putting their drinks down.

"Darlin'," a coldness in his tone. "Is this wizard bothering you?" He half growled, all his restraint held from plummeting the tosser standing there.

"I...wait...." The man looked from Narcissa over to Lucius, catching the fear in his eyes which pleased the blonde. "I didn't realise."

"I'll give you three seconds to back away from my fiance. The last thing I want to do is to make a scene." It was, that wasn't how he conducted himself, but for her, there was no holding back.

[tealeavesandthorns]

Maria & Bruce || Old Friends

@brucieboy297

Maria would, for the most part, much rather spend her evening reading a book. Curled up on the sofa, with a tea. Especially when she didn't have anyone else to go with.

She understood how important these things were, how important showing her face was for the family, for her father and she understood that he wanted company. The problem was her father always found himself talking to friends, leaving Maria alone at one table or another. This usually meant that she was approached by a variety of Gotham's slimy elite sons.

Maria took another swig of her drink and was considering abandoning the party, seeing if the venue had any sort of small library she could indulge in for a while, when a man approached the table.

[xbellaxlestrangex]

where: firefly festival (shadows of one of the tents) who: @rblcck

Bellatrix was enjoying her drink in hand in the peace of the shadows, observing those amongst the crowd, devious thoughts bombarding her mind on how to end all their miserable lives; how dare the halfbloods and muggleborns interact with them. Taking a small sip, she sighs, turning her head to the other tent, looking into the shadows.

"Are you going to continue to stand there like a dog with its tail tucked between its legs, Regulus?" She could sense him, and the disgust was evident in her tone with his traitorous ways.

[roleplay-abiogenesis2]

ok sater for either hakki or sanzo a litel half breed girl . crying for mother casue she got spilt form her mother and girl aslo woring her .cause it her mom that the demon .

"Oi...!" He's had enough. Being forced to eat outside of the restaurant at one of the tables assigned to smokers was already an annoyance to begin with. Sanzo does not need music in the background, much less when said music is the desperate wailing of a little girl.

After looking around trying to make eye contact with the staff to no avail, he concludes absolutely no one is willing to do anything about this. And so, it is up to him. Go figure.

And this is the only reason why he is now towering over the small figure with arms crossed and a much-irritated frown on his face. Just barely holding together to not swear at the brat in question.

"If you got that much energy to be screaming and crying, use it to go home." He chastised her. God, he hoped this thing had a home.

[unbeleveable-archive]

@alyafae gets a plotted silrah starter

She sat on the bench in the graveyard, wrapped in a blanket, naked and dirty beneath. The girl she didn't know was hovering nearby, anxious and on her toes, one of the two whose faces she had seen after she had dug herself out of the ground. They were waiting for someone, the man whose name had been the first word on her lips once she had finished coughing up dirt. Saul. She didn't know who that was, but clearly he must be important to her. Would she know him when she saw him?

The girl, who called herself Terra, occasionally started rambling in what she assumed was a nervous habit. Rambled about a place called Alfea, someone called Rosalind, blood witches, whatever they were. Things she was clearly expected to recognize but didn't. Ms. Dowling, Terra called her, but the name meant nothing to her. Surely she was being confused with someone else, but at the same time, as hard as she tried, she couldn't recall her name. In fact, she could recall nothing from before the moment she woke up underground.

Terra was going on about something again when she interjected. "Please," she said, her voice quiet and somewhat wavering, "stop talking. I don't understand anything you're saying." And it was all giving her a headache.

The girl's face fell for a moment but she quickly forced a reassuring smile back on her face. "It'll be alright, Ms. Dowling. Headmaster Silva will be here soon."

[xsinistraxlowex]

where: firefly festival (body paint tent) who: @umbrge

The idea of body painting may have intrigued her, but there was no way she was allowing anything to happen to her dress, nor would she place herself in a situation like that amongst her fellow, former, death eaters. Despite the cause on hold, she still stood rooted in what drove her.

A red dress caught her attention, turning to find Dolores standing there. "You have outdone yourself." A smile forms on her lips. "Do I get a twirl?" The author asks.

[little-miss-buffy]

closed starter for @salvatoraes

When Buffyfirst moved to Mystic Falls, she'd been successful keeping her life as a Slayer a secret from Jenna, Jeremy, and Elena. Especially Jeremy and Elena. The last thing they needed to worry about were swim team monsters, devil dogs at the prom, or vampires crashing Parent-Teacher night. 

But, over the past couple of weeks, she watched her cousin's daughter's life paralleled hers. Living in a town infested with vampires wasn't exactly a surprise. They were everywhere. But, the fact that her best friend was a witch and that her boyfriend looked like Angel or could at least be Angel's brother or son set off warning bells in her head. 

She tried to convince herself that it was a coincidence, but earlier tonight, she was walking by Elena's room and she heard her and Not Angel talking through the door. The boyfriend was a vampire. His older brother, too. Elena was officially living Buffy's life without slayer duties. Elena sounded so scared and Buffy didn't want her to go through this alone the way she did, so she came clean about her own life. But, that was the wrong thing to do because Elena got even more upset. 

Buffy shook her head at herself for being so stupid as she appeared the house coming back from before, when she saw a shadowy figure in the corner of the porch. She recognized the hair and the jawline. It wasn't Angel. Angel was taller and a bit more muscular. She still knew who it was. "Stefan," Buffy called out to Not Angel in the most neutral tone she could manage. "I know you're there. And I know what you are. I think we need to talk."

[bcrntortured]

@eskelwolf liked for a starter from lettie

"I'm not a big fan of the dark." The cramped space reminded her of crawling low under smoke, the paranoid feeling that any second the ceiling above could collapse. Her grip remained tight on the dying flashlight as if it'd ease the sweat forming on her palms.

[pomeqraniqht]

@scinglives​ liked for a starter!

Inspired by: we’re divorcing but...i’m pregnant !?

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One night. It had been one night nearly...two -- or was it three? months ago now and perhaps too much wine had been indulged. Too many memories. A lot of different factors went into their divorce but fertility had been a major one. Along with many other things yet the one thing they’d both wanted was children but who would’ve thought it could be so difficult? Then after suffering from the cruelness of fertility it just broke them. She had envied couples that became stronger during a struggle. Meanwhile they shattered and maybe she’d been crazy to accuse cheating or did it actually happen? Those hormones could make a woman lose her mind. Regardless now she found herself throwing up and she’d taken a test that was positive. Which was terrifying because they were due to sign the papers on Friday and it was currently Tuesday. Exhaling she felt nauseous so she was sipping on her herbal tea as she waited for him to come. If he would. God they’d gone from being in love to nearly hating each other. It terrified her to even mention the fact she had thought she was pregnant. Let alone that she hadn’t seen a doctor to confirm it because the last time had been devastating and she was not strong enough to do it again. So Zoey was now...waiting. As she saw him appear she offered a smile to the stoic expression and it broke her heart seeing the man she once loved watch her with such..disdain. Sighing she gave a small greeting, awkward ‘how have you been’s had been shared and now she was stalling. But hearing him grunt she swallowed as tears formed. “I’m pregnant.” She finally whispers. Memories of that night briefly flooded her mind and it pained her to think back on it now. “I...I think.” She follows up and she felt so overwhelmed in emotion. 

[twistedtangledfate]

@nectaric sent a confession.

❛   hush .  - zeus to hades? maybe.. titanomachy times?

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Hades pressed his lips together tightly, his expression stern. He was not finished, this conversation was not over, but he could hear the approach as easily as Zeus could. He was sick of war, sick of the fighting and sick of the egos of the other Gods but some things he had to accept and Zeus had been the beginning of his own liberation. Hades owed Zeus his fealty and that meant putting up with his younger brother pulling rank as the phrase went.

Hades narrowed his eyes, gaze shifting from Zeus to peer into the darkness that called to him, to interpret the shadows that wouldn't hide much from him. He gestured with a flick of his wrist, the communication clear enough, directing Zeus to take the left, Hades intending to take the right. They were trying to flank them, masking their movements behind the now obviously louder footfalls that had reached the brothers first.

[souls-of-chaos]

@kurai-honoo wants a starter!!))

Astral floated around Heartland City. He had wandered too far from Yuma (this happens alot because Astral is curious) and got lost yet again.

"Where am I? And where is Yuma?" He asked to himself.

[luciusmalfoyx]

where: outside a museum who: @notdelicatc

Lucius had known Emmeline for quite a long time, growing up around each other and then back in Hogwarts. She was close to one of his dearest friends, and that alone, earned his respect. She was damn good at her job, and if he wasn't paired with Rabastan, he knew that certain Emmeline talents were requested.

They were to acquire a painting that appeared to have a hex around it. His talent to distract, whilst she did the hard work; which was entirely fine by him. He glanced over his shoulder at the sound of heels, a nod when she came into sight.

"Emmeline. It's good to see you."

[tealeavesandthorns]

@docjunior liked the thing for a starter!

"Alright, your savior has arrived, where is the little blighter!" Briar's short heels clicked along the museums floors. She had no idea what was waiting for her, other than a snake. It was exciting, well to her it was, to others it was by all accounts terrifying.

"Oh, wow, oh she's beautiful." Briar said coming to stand at the open crate to see a Rosy Boa poking her head out curiously. "Hello." She said leaning down and reaching out a hand towards the creature. "Phwoar!" Briar wafted the air in front of her nose. "Which one of you scared her? Poor little thing, we'll have to get you moved somewhere lovely and warm, with lots of rocks."

"Is anyone here or has everyone run off?" Briar asked into the mass of half opened crates, moving gear and hay.

[paintedcrows]

*through tears* HER LITTLE POG CHAMP

[gongyussy]

(✿◕‿◕) die (ꈍ ꒳ ꈍ✿)

[mintytrifecta]

[image description: the bugs bunny in a tuxedo "I wish all (blank) a very pleasant (blank)" meme edited to say "I wish all of my Jewish followers a very pleasant rosh hashanah". In front of Bugs there is a jar of honey, a stack of apples and pomegranates. In front of bug's mouth there is a shofar.]