#ConVos

[icyfox17]

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OLIVER STARK as Evan "Buck" Buckley

9-1-1 – 4.06: Jinx

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gotta bring your peaches below sea level before you open them

maybw youre right. is this low enough

[talkingsaxy]

thank you sm to everyone who got me to 500 followers! I would love to do an event, but my schedule is a bit packed right now with school and the holidays coming up, but requests will be wide open until november 5th!

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[shieldxofelliot]

Open Starter Location : Bungalows

After waking up on the island, Elliot wandered around and eventually found himself heading toward a cluster of small huts. The cool breeze and bright sun painted a picture-perfect scene, but it was far from the dreary, rain-soaked weather he was used to. Quite the change of pace. Bungalows, right? But the real point was, these huts meant civilization—he wasn’t alone on this island. As he approached cautiously, he couldn’t shake the uneasy hope that no one would suddenly jump out to scare him.

This could be a lot of things—a prank, maybe his brother had taken him away somewhere. He wouldn’t put it past Emmett to pull something like that. But if it were his brother, wouldn’t it be somewhere worse? The thought of Emmett sent a cold chill through him, a sharp ache settling in his heart.

He felt like maybe he was the odd one out and possibly interrupting something, or maybe even someone's vacation. "is there anyone here?" he asked hoping he didn't sound completely new.

[icyfox17]

@savethepinecones i genuinely thought this was shawn for a second while i was scrolling tumblr

LIKE.

Peter Krause

[solar-sunnyside-up]

I wish they'd be music in things like trams and such.

You see how when you enter a pub or something of the like and they got their own music going and you get your headphones off and even if it's not the style you were listening to, you still find it enjoyable to listen to?

Well, I wish trams, those specifically because I use them daily, would do the same, and maybe you'll see less people with their headphones or earphones on.

Like, maybe have a more or less large set of styles allowed but you let the conductor choose the playlist.

So I used to volunteer at a collage radio station back in high-school (while being president of our broadcasting club I basically lived this stuff) and once you notice where the radio is and isn't anymore it really rewires your brain

Imagine if bus' and trains had a local radio station on? Like the driver picks the genre but otherwise just music available. How much more pleasant of an experience it could be overall? How many more artists could be elevated in your community, how connected you'd feel to the guy across the bus who also rolled his eyes at the same song played for the 3rd time this day.

Imagine instead of Spotify shoved down all our throats and paid for separately, we could have our radio station and the top 30 of the week and you knew the station so you could call and vote for your faves? Imagine how many new bands you'd know about and maybe go to their show bc they'd be local?

[dannstokes]

YAAAAAAAY

Quick question. If you'd been on a few dates with a guy and he confessed to you that he's actually an inhuman monster that can only survive by eating people's fear, would you break up with him?

[icyfox17]

@mbirnsings-71 WAVES WAVES EWAVES show me ur time loop post pls 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

[ofxhollows]

Where: Ira’s home who: the class of 2008 survivors - @illucides, @oh-the-hcrrcrs, @ungxards.

There existed a place that held solitude mixed with an allure for her, a place where secrets seemed to linger in the whispers of the wind. Or perhaps it was merely a meeting ground, chosen by some unspoken agreement. How long had it been since they last gathered? Years, it seemed, since their paths crossed, their conversations now distant echoes. Evelyn found herself taking a seat since arriving to Ira’s home .The other survivors would be coming soon. "Interesting how time moves forward and yet, takes you back."

[ofxlilac]

Open starter Location : near the woods

"Okay, I know Halloween’s around the corner, but are you really trying to get a head start?" Rhys joked with a playful grin as he made his way toward the wooded path. He didn’t mind leading someone down the trail if they were up for a good hike—it was a nice way to break a sweat. Otherwise, it was just a lot of walking, but today, Rhys was in the mood for adventure. Something about the trail ahead pulled at his curiosity.

[wxrmtxil]

When: Hookum House Party Where: Kitchen With: Open to all house party attendees

After getting his hands on a bottle of wine and the better half of a second one, Peter had finally sunk into the blissful state of alcohol induced relaxation. His shoulder's were slumped as he relaxed against the back of a sofa loudly singing along to the song playing with a damn good voice- completely free of his usual stutter.

"Heyyyyy, come and sit with me!" He called out, making grabby hands at a passerby, trying to get them onto the sofa with him, "I can talk now! Ask me annnnnnnything!" he sang the last word and laughed, taking another swing of wine straight from the bottle.

[jaydove-writes]

Saying this again because I see I have new moots

I love being reblogged. I love being asked questions. I love being annoyed by strangers and slowly becoming friends with them. Keep being awesome and stay fly!

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Mexican restaurants make margaritas soooo strong and bless them for it but also curse them for it but mostly bless

they make that shit that turns you into a fossilized horse

[dcrxsswxll]

Coffee? {Dirk & Fenrir}

When: Present Day [Game Time] Where: Dirk's Apartment With: Fenrir @redmoonrisings

It had been a long day and Dirk was looking forward to a quiet night in translating some Giant Runes for the Ministry and a late showing of ‘The Price is Right’ on is TV; much as he loved the world of magic, he loved the muggle world just as much- though, his Thursday night in was interrupted by a sharp rap on his door. Dirk frowned, not expecting a visitor to his flat, and headed to the entrance. Looking through the peep hole, he could make out through figure there and froze for a moment- and only a moment. 

He could alert the ministry, he could send a Patronus to old Order members, or he could follow his gut and see *the good* he knew was present in every living person.

Swallowing, Dirk unlatched and opened the door to the large frame of Fenrir Greyback. 

“Good evening, Mr. Greyback,” Dirk said politely, smiling up at the man, “Can I get you a cup to tea? I was just about to brew some silver needle.” And stepping back, he invited the werewolf into his apartment. 

[shieldxofelliot]

Location: near the warehouse Characters: Ash & Elliot - @ash-johnson-stunts

From what he’d gathered at the meeting, Lindi seemed helpful, explaining the guidelines for navigating the island. Being new, he appreciated having some structure to follow. He decided to check out the warehouse, since he hadn’t been to that part of the island yet. As he walked, he spotted someone up ahead and instinctively quickened his pace. “Hi,” he called out, waving. Despite his usual confidence in talking to people, a nervous edge crept in.

As he got closer, the face became familiar. "I don’t think we’ve met yet. I’m Elliot---," he introduced himself. Oh my god, it was the person that was sitting next to him when the horror of the rocks hit. ugh . Well now he wasn't sure what to say. Did he cause it? oh boy, um. "I'm.... are you..." he was stumbling over his words. "are you okay?"

[forevernataliedawson]

Journaling had been highly encouraged by her therapists. They said it was better than keeping all those thoughts and feelings inside. It was hard to find words to explain how she was feeling, but she was trying her best. She had been staring at the page for at least fifteen minutes without writing anything, trying to figure out how to write all she was feeling down when a ball flew into the side of her head. She blinked, looking around before seeing the kids scattering. "I swear those things are magnetized to find me."