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[prcttyinpcnk]

Event: Noche De La Bruja Festival! (October 31st - November 10th)

Welcome, Ghost and Ghouls to the annual Noche De La Bruja Festival! The most frightening and haunting festival in all the lands.

Take a hay barrel ride through town and enjoy some chilling, campfire tales along the way!

Enjoy delicious treats, courtesy of The Fire Blossom's own Sonia Lapin!

Enter the big top and see if you can navigate the hypnotic maze, The Fire Fun House! Careful! That Mirror Room is tricky!

Show off your best look among the paper faces on parade, and mingle in the mascaraed.

Rides galore to those brave enough to take the ride of a lifetime!

Test your luck with a variety of games and challenges! Including, Strength Tests, Ring toss, Ballon darts, Milk Bottle Toss, Apple Bobbing, and a fan favorite, The Dunk Tank. Many prizes await those that luck favors.

Finally pay a visit to The Fire Blossom's crowned princess as she celebrates her 15th birthday. A momentous occasion that she hopes to share with all of you!

So much more to do, So little time! Enjoy the night and remember, be very weary about what goes bump in the night! You never know what trouble is lurking in the shadows on Halloween Night.

[lifeofaninstigator]

(@sons-of-time continued from here)

Ed followed North's lead down into the lab. Once he reached the bottom, he didn't like how dark and dank it was in there. Everything was too quiet. All his senses told him they should leave and forget about exploring yet he didn't.

Instead he kept walking into the darkness. North said there weren't any traps so they as least had that small comfort. "We need to be careful. Who knows what's down here."

[agent-m-stilinski]

FBI Agent Stiles Stilinski returning to Beacon Hills rp, open to anyone.

Keeping a balance after officially becoming an FBI agent had its difficulties. Stiles wanted to strive for success and make a name for himself. Or rather, gain security he can use to keep his father and friends safe. It meant putting in the work and dealing with the cruelty and insanity of the human world.

That didn't mean he wasn't also keeping tabs on the supernatural angles other agents were forced to dismiss.

A new file made its way to his desk that was going to head toward a box in some warehouse and considered a cold case. The clues weren't enough to go much deeper...because it wasn't humanly possible to reach a logical conclusion. Stiles read between the lines and knew it a supernatural creature. He asked his leader if he could take some days to follow some hunches. Stiles has managed enough success with his weird way of thinking that his boss agreed on a limited time frame. If Stiles didn't bring anything new, he would be assigned to a new case.

Stiles agreed. The reason he wanted to dive deeper into this case was because it was far too close to Beacon Hills. And if it nearly had the FBI's attention, then some of his friends were too close and needed a heads up.

He didn't want to worry his dad, so he pulled out his phone and called someone else.

"Hey...it's me. A case landed on my desk, so I'll be back in town to follow up on some leads...can I crash on your couch for a day or two?"

[benreillyscarletspider]

@apurekindness continued from x

He hadn't intended to blurt out the first thing that came to mind when he opened his mouth upon Kiara's approach, but he was so dumbstruck by the sight of her attired in something besides a labcoat that the cup he'd been carrying around the party for show may as well have lowered his impulses for real. Mingling with the doctors there to celebrate, Ben found the ruse easier than the explanation that he was cloned from a non-drinker, given the proclivity for partying that the others had, but he wasn't faking a thing when he paid her the compliment.

He was just about to elaborate on his words—mostly to assure the good doctor that he hadn't meant it in any creepily detached, Frankensteinian way—when she moved in to lay a kiss on him. Still thrown by the presence of Kiara's décolletage, he misinterpreted the gesture and found her lips with his own. His hand slid up her back to brace her as she balanced on her toes, not wanting to tip her over in returning the kiss, which he did instinctually from the instant they touched.

He'd only sequestered himself in a far corner to get away from the bad karaoke rendition of "Livin' on a Prayer" that the partygoers were being treated to, but the privacy worked in their favor. The kiss lingered, with Ben's heart thumping in his chest so loudly as he savored the way Kiara tasted that it nearly drowned out the off-key warbling.

"I think they're about to do presents now..." he muttered when the music died down, breaking his focus and bringing him back to the reality of where they were. He reluctantly released the hold he had on her, and gave her an embarrassed smile, unused to such a warm reception to his motormouth. Speaking before thinking in Ben's case typically resulted in having pumpkin bombs angrily hurled at his head. "After that... Maybe I could buy you a drink?" he offered, trying to gauge where they stood.

[sacredarts]

Sighing under her breath and wiping blood out of her eyes, Warren knocks on @devilsanddarlings' door. Stepping back, she waits for PJ to answer. Glancing around, the blonde wrapped her arms around herself as a heavy breeze blew past, causing her to shiver from the cold.

[pleonecticsin]

"Surpise kitten"

Send "kitten" for my muse to bring home a kitten.

Greed bent down when he noticed a small gray kitten outside of his bar. "Hey, there little cutie." He picked the kitten up. "You're too small to be out here all by yourself." The cute little dickens needed a new home, and Greed was more than happy to provide that. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you," he said as he rubbed his fingers against the kitten's cheek.

Greed took it inside the Devil's Nest. First he'd make sure he got it some food and water, then he show Maria his what he found.

[ofengineers]

Anabella mildly frowned while she pondered over her own thoughts and gently tapped her fingers on the armrest of her chair. Only after a couple of seconds did she look up to meet Midadol's gaze. " The Phoenix blessing makes us warmer to the touch; sometimes more and sometimes less. I have heard this is the case with Shiva as well. " Her head canted to the side, and suddenly the woman averted her gaze. " Does this apply to your father as well? " Did it tingle her to touch him? The absurdity of the thought, that had been on her mind for a while now, brought a faint shimmer to her cheeks. " Forget about it, Midadol. Forget that I said anything, " Anabella muttered then and waved with her hand as if she wanted to shoo away her own words. How embarrassing.

Mid raises a curious eyebrow at Anabella's words. If there's one question she hasn't seen coming, it is surely this one. Mid herself has never really wondered about that. Well, she has noticed that Joshua's body is always quite warm, but she never realized it may have something to do with him being the Phoenix. As usual, she doesn't care that he's a Dominant. It's him that she loves. She doesn't forget he's the Phoenix. She can't. She just doesn't think much about it.

As for Cid... Well, she hugs her father quite often, but she was never... tingled by him when it happens. She would have noticed... right ? But why is Anabella asking such a question ? Have she thought of getting close to Mid's father ?

Mid blinks a few times and approaches Anabella, a curious smile on her lips. "Maybe... Maybe his body his warm because of all these... bolts and lightnings inside him ? I never noticed... I mean... I hug him a lot, but..." But with clothes. Not in a way she would notice much. She finishes the sentence inside her mind and shakes her head. Is Anabella blushing now ? Oh. This is weird. Mid could never see her father as attractive because he's her father. But she knows he's popular. She knows it very well.

She raises an eyebrow. "No, no, Lady Anabella. I... I guess it's a... valid question." She then clears her throat, not sure of what to say next. "Was it... was it a purely hypothetical question, or are you really... curious ?" She really shouldn't have asked, but she can't help herself.

@creatrix-mea

[yourgoldensin]

Greed walked around the city, hoping to find something interesting to do. It was getting late, which meant the only people out and about were people looking for a good time. The strip he walked past had a string of bars but none of them seemed to overly appealing to him.

[pcrfumebcttles]

"After one whole quart of brandy"

"Like a daisy, I'm awake"

"With no bromo-seltzer hand"

"I don't even shake"

Allison gently sings as she's sweeps outside her shop in the cool night sky. Sure, there were more than a few stragglers outside prowling the streets, but she'd figure that she's gotten most of her crowd inside and downstairs by now.

"Men are not a new sensation"

"I've done pretty well, I think,"

Something about the night sky and the comfort of the moon, that makes her feel safe. Even when this time of night was hazardous for women like her, time just seems to stop for a moment in the moon's light.

"But this half-pint imitation"

"Put me on the blink."

@knuckleblasted liked for a starter!!

[oncomingx]

@sclfmastery continued from here :)

"We'd both be dead," the Doctor agrees. Little boys prepared to do the worst to protect each other, even if it meant killing another child and hiding the body. Even if it meant one selling the other out to Death to become her champion.

The Master would have been killed, but probably so would have the Doctor, abandoned in that barn as a child, neglected and uncared for.

Two little boys who would have died if not for the other, locking eyes and saying we are the same, and finding solace in the familiarity.

"I didn't have a 'fanclub' when we met," he says, big brown doe eyes searching the other’s face for anything besides anger. "Only you."

[prcttyinpcnk]

Going steady.

“...And the petals are falling like freshly fallen snow, a soft blanket that as soft as my heart~”

Phiona sighs, gently snuggling up to Harper, before adjusting her new hat. A tiara’s nice, but you can’t beat a pink rancher hat with giant flowers. At least, in Phiona’s eyes, you can’t. Especially when it’s a gift from her wonderful girlfriend. Speaking of which, Phiona gently closes her new poetry book, using the ornate dagger as a bookmark.

Her green-brown eyes look up at Harper and butterflies start to flutter into her stomach. She was scared. She was unsure of herself. Even so, this needs to be done, and needs to be said. 

“Hey? Harper?”

Harper’s ears twitch, and she lets out a small hum. Soft green eyes trail down to meet Phiona’s, sparkling brighter than the stars in the night. “What’s wrong, sugar cube?”

“Oh nothing! Nothing! I just… need to tell you something important.” After taking a deep breath, Phiona sits up, and takes both of Harper’s hands into her own. “Harper. This whole 'eternal spring' thing. It made me think about… well, everything. How fragile life can be. How we’re not guaranteed forever. But… I’d like to think that, it also made me think how precious all of you are to me. Even if forever is just a second, I want to spend it with everyone… but more than anything, I want to spend it with you. Now that I’m older and closer to being a woman than a little girl, I wanna make sure that you know, that I’m gonna be here. By your side. Forever.”

Harper’s heart swells with each word that fell from Phoina’s lips. Her tag wags, her hands gently shake with excitement, and tears prick her eyes. 

Phiona takes another breath. Reaching into her dress pocket, she pulls out a small box. She watches Harper’s trembling finger press the golden button to open it, only to shoot back over to cover Harper’s gasping maw. In the box was a beautiful lavender topaz wrapped in a gold band. The ring itself dangled from a matching gold chain. It takes Phiona a second to find her word again. “Um… I don’t know if going steady is still a thing, but ya know. I wanted to make some kind of commitment to you. Plus we’re waaaayyy to young to get engaged, but this is the closest thing I could think of–” Phiona words were caught in her throat as Harper proceeded to expresses her gratitude by the sweetest of kisses on the vampiress’ face. Phiona glances up to see tears of pure joy pouring down Harper’s cheeks.

“You’re perfect, Phiona Souris.”

“Nah. That’s your job,” Phiona giggles before wrapping Harper in her arms. She’s unsure what the future holds, but she knows one thing is certain. She’s not gonna face it alone… and neither is Harper. They’ll do this together.

@rcseteaparty

[lifeofaninstigator]

@sons-of-time continued from here

"Eight o'clock is perfect. That'll give me plenty of time to get ready. Did you want to grab a bite to eat first?" If they did get dinner he still had time to get fancied up for dancing. "Nothin' worse than dancing on an empty stomach."

[inthisfire-ifindrain]

@mamavalcalaw @omicrontheicequeen liked for a starter

Fiona was rummaging though a large crate when she heard a noise behind her, something big sounded like it was approaching, making her stop moving and act as still as a statue.

She wasn't sure weather or not to call out, maybe it was a sales man and their bhramin, but it sounded bigger. slowly she slid out of the crate and turned around her eyes getting wide as she sees the deathclaw her eyes looking from the large tail all the way up to her horns.

"Oh fuck." she said as she slid down the side of the crate her knees at her chest, this wasn't something she prepared for as part of her was about ready to accept the end in this moment.

[benreillyscarletspider]

@apurekindness

Ben was finding it easier to lie to Kiara. Aside from needing to keep his dual identity a secret, he also wanted to obfuscate his personal reasons for being so fascinated with the reputation she had as a healer. The more they chatted on medical techniques, the more he could pass it off as professional curiosity rather than his own obsession with arresting or even reversing cellular decay. Which was not to say that he didn't genuinely enjoy the time he'd spent getting to know her and not just the impressive results of her work, only that her demeanor made it feel less like he was pretending when passing himself off as solely the scientist and not his own test subject as well.

"Busy morning?" he asked as he set a to-go cup of hot tea down in front of Kiara, something he'd picked up for her along with his own much-needed coffee.

[sacredarts]

"hey Skye do you want to head to Porters?'

@bella-the-medic-pup

"Sure." Skye grinned at the other pup. "How've you been, Bella?" She asked as they beaded to Porters.

[masteryoftheseas]

@takenamiss

Lose you too. She certainly hoped - for his sake - he was implying their children leaving home to live independently. Unfortunately she knew better than that and jealousy immediately started to tug at the edges of her being. This revelation had taken quite its toll. Emotions she didn’t know were still in her resurfaced. Styx didn’t like the vulnerability of it all. She didn’t like to be witnessed in such a state. Her initial instinct was to flee and hide. Rage it out. But somehow she could not shake it this time. Perhaps because it was too important and too much of a dagger to the heart. “Let me guess: you were unsuccessful at Olympus so you came back.” she sneered, yet it wasn’t as coldly as was expected of the goddess. Envy, grief, sadness, pain — it all gathered in the back of her throat, weakening her usual confidence. Styx shifted in position and turned sideways, he back towards him. Dark curls rolled over her back as she did so, curling into the sheets of their bed; wishing to vanish before having to face the conclusion of their marriage.

It was true Pallas went to Olympus but only for a short while. He visited with his children, informed them of the strain he put on their mother. They had had fights before but never this explosive. Explosive to the point that the titan wasn't sure if he would stay married to his wife. They always found a way back to each other but perhaps this time was different.

Metis.

Although she was buried deep inside Zeus's body, she was ever present and still haunted Pallas's marriage. Crept into the bits of vulnerability Styx tried to keep closed. But just one slip cracked it wide open. How could the wound close? Was it too late? Styx held their marriage in her hands. She always did. It was her decision if they got married and when it would be. And he let her control it. And this time wouldn't be different. He owed her that much.

"I was there but only for our children. I came back for you." Pallas answered her as he watched her face away from him. He wondered how long she stayed in their bed. Did she even move when he fled? Chaos he despised seeing her in such a horrible state.

"How can I stay on Olympus when it's overflowing with annoying gods and goddesses? Everyone is watching your every move, judging you. Walls and privacy mean nothing. Here...no one watches us. This is your realm. No one dares take a step unless they are foolish enough to face your wrath." He continued as he stepped a little closer to their bed.