#Para: Rory

[parchedvampire]

Lacey wiped her eyes with her long sleeves and sniffled. "What can I say? You've got a point, but I've been this way for so long. Burning bridges was easier than helping others since I could never meet anyone's expectations. Or, rather... they wanted an enemy, so that's what I became. But now I know without a shadow of a doubt that some Vampires still have souls." She sighed in defeat, willing to comply with the raven haired woman's demands.

"Do we have sufficient funds for the potion ingredients? If it's US Dollars, I could pay it all upfront. My family left behind a fortune and a mansion." Jodie explained, eyeing Brandon. She wouldn't mind pulling her platinum card out of her wallet, and transferring some cash to the Caretaker. "I want to pay you for your trouble too-- you're taking time out of your busy schedule to help me, after all."

The sounds of people talking reached the Pureblood Vampire's ears, and she had to force herself not to get distracted and eavesdrop. Then, the Revenant spoke with a man on the other side and everything fell into place.

"Wait! I-I think I left something behind in the magic circle!" The ginger haired woman yelled desperately. "There's no telling who's attending that party, so my main concern is coming face-to-face with people who aren't too happy with me. Y'know, people I've hexed..."

"Thank you for all of your help, Brandon. I promise I'll repay you somehow." Jodie slowly entered the Oblivion Bar through the secret entrance, a little worried until she heard Lacey fussing on the other side. "And here I thought little Ariel only cared about herself. Most interesting, indeed." She rolled her eyes, and made her way into the building, eventually taking a seat at the bar.

He felt no remorse for the tears she shed, as she seemed to be on the verge of them soon enough. Not to mention that he only spoke the words that she herself said. "Well, the key to being a better person is not to never do wrong, but to make amends when you make mistakes," Brandon remarked, remembering something a friend told him once before. "We could have, but it's better to utilize what we have on hand first to mitigate the cost. All magic comes at a cost, even if we don't see it, and it's better to lessen that cost. What is it mortals say? There's no such thing as a free lunch."

As he opened the door, he glanced around as if to see if the coast was clear. From the crack in the door the sound of clinking glasses and jumbled conversations could be heard

"Andrew Bennett, are you here?" he called out.

"Does he owe you money or a favor?" a voice called back.

"No to the first one, and I'm not calling the favor yet."

"Then you're in luck, friend, I'm here..."

"Good to know," Brandon called back, coming back onto his side of the door. "Alright you're clear to come in Jodie. Rory, there's no bump in the bottom of the door frame so getting Lacey in won't be a problem."

[carsonwest]

Closed Starter For: @roryhastingss Location: Local Hospital

It was tough to not get personal about the people Carson helped during his shifts, especially in a community like Paxton. Carson did his best to keep a professional distance, but after bonding with the kid during the long abulance ride, knowing his parents were on a work trip to Tucson and wouldn't be able to get a flight in until later, Carson had promised to come by as soon as his shift was over in a few hours. The nearest hospital was a little commute away, serving several local towns and communities. Carson knew most of the staff, but the nurse who walked into the room was new to him. "Hey," Carson said, keeping his voice low. Brayden had fallen asleep, likely under the influence of the medication he was on. "Sorry, Linda said it was okay if I sit with him. We were playing Uno, and he just recently dozed off."

[maddgical-boy]

TWINS RAAAAAAH

[rosesonbreeze]

OPEN TO: F/NB PLOT: Our muses are childhood friends/teenage lovers who have been in and out of each other's lives for the last two decades. Now, Javier shows up to your muse's engagement party to talk some sense into your muse. MUSE: Javier Jimenez-Wagner, 37, He/Him, former race car driver turned ne'er-do-well heir to his family business

"That guy? Seriously?" There's a hollow laugh that escapes Javier, equal parts sanctimonious and embarrassed. For the bride-to-be, or for him? The jury is out. But he's never been the kind to bury his emotions, or let self-preservation win out over doing the right thing. And if his childhood friend never speaks to him again? Well, then that's the price he'll have to pay. "We used to make fun of guys like that. And what, you're just going to marry him? Have him put you up in some fucking ivory tower?" Javier gestures back to the engagement party. The lavish but stuffy affair, that she's organized for this sham wedding. Lowering his arm, he finally softens his voice. "This isn't you. This party? Spending a fortune and inviting press so no one notices you're not in love with him." His eyes dart between hers, swallowing the lump in his throat. "I notice."

[charlierhodes]

Charlie gave Rory a sidelong glance, her skepticism unwavering. "That's not exactly comforting, you know," she said, her tone playful but still a bit wary of the rides. . "Maybe I’m just being overly cautious, but it feels like these things should come with a disclaimer or something. Like, ‘Ride at your own risk, may cause existential dread.’” She chuckled softly, shaking her head. Turning her attention back to Rory, she noticed the slight unease in his expression. "Hey, you doing okay?"

Fingers ran through his hair as Rory took a breath before taking a drink. Usually he wasn't frazzled by being around a lot of people, but today, it was different for him. Hearing a question brought him out of his thoughts. "Is what safe exactly, love?" Following her gaze, eyes landed on the Tilt-a-Whirl. "Ah. Well, I don't exactly know about that. I guess it depends on who put it together."

[elliotgoodyear]

Closed starter for: @roryhastingss

Location: Lost Horse Saloon

TW: injury, blood (neither are graphic)

Eli sighed as he leaned back against the bar and stretched out his aching neck and shoulders. The after work rush was finally calming down, and he intended to use the lull to get some prep work done, once he'd had a well earned 2 minute break, though. He grunted as he straightened up and went into the back, hauling everything he thought he'd need for the rest of his shift through to the front.

Once that was done, he got started on cutting up various citrus fruits, not that there was much call for anything too fancy in the dive bar, but he knew the one night he didn't have everything prepped, that'd be the night a bunch of people came in asking for cocktails. He glanced up and nodded at the few people who'd come to the bar while he was working, silently letting them know he'd be right with them, and started slicing the last orange he had waiting. He was almost done when the knife slipped, cutting a clean slice through the middle of his left palm. He cursed loudly and profusely as the juice from the orange went into the wound, quickly grabbing a rag from the bar to stem the bleeding.

[writelikeyouarerunningoutof]

@cag3dsong | for river song.

It remains odd that his daughter - his daughter! - is an intergalactic legend. A fact Rory is extremely proud of, really, but that does not detract the fact that whenever he meets River, he is hard-pressed not to hover and worry. That's his kid, okay!

"Come on, let me take a look at that before you have to jump off again."

[ghostatico]

Título: Doce de ABÓBORA

Categoria: The Flash

Personagens: Leonard Snart e Mick Rory

Credits: @givenclarity

em caso de inspiração, créditos per favore - plágio é crime

[wmustaceevans]

"I'm DEF enjoying it you little handsome man, you." She said with a giggle, enjoying the fact that someone else seemed to like her hat just as much as she did. "I got nothing planned! I mean, I was going to build a sandcastle, because I would be super sad if I didn't, but I'll happily defer that plan and walk with you if you'd like some company. Spending some time with you will for sure be worth it." She said with an exaggerated wink.

"You on the lookout for some hotties to fool around with, or just wanting to bask in the sun on a walk?"

Hearing someone shout something cause Rory to turn around. He immediately noticed it was Stacey, and she was running towards him. “Stacey! Hey there, love.” A laugh escaped him as he stopped walking, waiting on her. “The sun is quite lovely. What about ya? Ye enjoying’ it?” He brought a hand up, hitting the brim of her hat gently. “Care ta walk with me? Unless ya got other plans. Don’t want ya hold ya up, if ya got somethin’ planned.” A smile played at his lips, shoving his hands into the pockets of his swim trunks.

[manybcdthings]

Hunter was prepared to be greeted by the usual rushed footsteps from Jude and Ollie. And in the recent days, a side-eyed glance from Kat as Lia disappeared to her bedroom. Instead, all Hunter walked in to was the dog excited for his arrival. Tail wagging, jumping to hind legs and forcing Hunter to deliver a few pets...and a scratch or two behind it's ears. All curiousness for the empty cabin subsided as Hunter lowered himself on the couch and decided to take the quiet as a form of peace. He settled comfortably, expecting to hear the women's squawks as they approached the cabin at any moment. He took great joy in the opportunity to sink into empty thoughts before they disrupted the stillness. His head rested back, his eyes closed and he did what he loved doing the most. Think of nothing, feel nothing. Buster had already hopped beside him on the couch and was panting away but Hunter was able to blur the sound into white noise. And, just as his mind managed to drift with the quiet...the curiousness returned. Hunter didn't open his eyes but shifted with annoyance on the couch to try and find comfort. He tried to let his mind drift to the quiet once more but the curiousness returned as suspicion. Ignoring it, Hunter cleared his throat. Shifted again. Determined to not wonder where they were because he could do with an hour or two without their voices. He tried to focus on the quiet, wanting it to wash over him but instead of a blissful stillness there was just annoyance. Until finally, in defeat, his eyes opened. "Where in the fuck-"

[dwarfstaralloy]

[ NUDGE ] sender grabs the chair receiver is sitting in and pulls it closer (from Mick)

meme: casually intimate status: accepting (from mutuals)

He was very much aware he was no longer alone in the lab. Ray was always aware when Mick was around, thank you very much. But there were two things at play here: the first, he was so close to figuring out the configuration of the device in front of him; the second, if he looked up every time Mick was near him in anticipation, the other man would see how pathetically in love he was and he would lose this friendship they had built between them.

Still, he did not expect Mick to grab his chair and tug it away from the desk and towards him. Ray's eyes widened and he yelped in surprise. He was not ashamed to admit it, his arms flailing for a second before he managed to stretch and drop the screwdriver and bolts in his hand on the desk. Stunned and confused, he had no choice but to look at Mick, their faces a little closer than he expected. His eyes dropped for a second to Mick's lips. He could not help it, and he really hoped the other man did not notice.

"Hi?"

[wmu-cedes]

Mercedes looked at him, her head titled a little. "Are you always so chivalrous, Rory?" She asked, sharking her head slightly. He was always so kind and caring when she spoke to him, not that he was all that different from the other guys she knew, but Rory was just sweet. It was a nice trait to see in a guy. "Oh I'm not rushin' especially since you just got yourself a drink." She replied, giggling a little. "You having a good time baby?"

Walking into the bar, Rory looked around for a moment, seeing what drink options they had. He headed to the bar, spying Mercedes sitting there, taking shots. A smile appeared on his face as she turned to him. "Uh, ya. I can do that, love. I could also assist you back to your hut as well. Whenever ya are ready though." Rory lifted a hand to signal for the bartender to come over. "Rum and coke, please," he told the bartender before turning back to her. "No rush though, love."

[ladyseidr]

i need more headcanons abt my muses' pets. ( fn.af & d.c edition )

jayne has three cats and can and will adopt more if she can afford it

phoebe has a childhood cat and then her own cat as an adult

rory definitely ends up getting a dog, but i haven't decided on breed ( he feels like the type to rescue a pittie, but i haven't decided ).

scooped!michael and the stray dog that takes up residence near where he's staying because even now he can't hold back from feeding strays ( and eventually letting him inside ).

also michael and liz's very bad habit of bringing random animals home as kids

emi.ly family pet dog. i can't decide who gets the dog post-divorce. i lean toward henry but i'm open to either

elise and her pet bird that she couldn't get until after the divorce because william wasn't willing to put up with it ( derogatory )

unironically thinking abt hartley's rats. i stg i think i used to have like, two specific ones with names and everything for him but my ass has so forgotten the specifics

ivy pretends to be annoyed by the hyenas but when no one is looking she baby-talks them <3

[carsonwest]

Starter For: @roryhastingss Location: Saturday Specials at The Silver Saddle

Carson knew it was probably a lot for a first 'date' to be Thanksgiving dinner. He'd wanted Rory to have people to spend the holidays with, but wondered if it had been too much. It wouldn't have been weird if the two were simply friends, so why should he overthink it just because he also happened to find the guy attractive? As long as Rory was okay with it, so was Carson.

It would be nice to have some time with just the two of them, though. Carson's family and extended family had luckily been on their best behavior, but Carson had been too nervous to actually make a move. He had hardly been able to get Rory alone. Rory kissing his cheek when they said goodbye was the closest they'd got. "What are you having?" Carson asked, reaching to take Rory's jacket for him. "I think it's the whiskey special tonight, but I'll probably stick to a light beer."

[pupsmailbox]

ACADEMIC ID PACK

NAMES︰ adeline. agatha. alastair. alex. alexander. alexandria. alisa. amber. ambrose. ambrosia. amorette. andrew. annabel. annabeth. annalise. anya. arden. artemis. arthur. ash. ashford. aspen. athena. atlas. atreus. augustus. avery. beatrix. blair. blake. blythe. bram. bronwyn. caspian. charles. charlotte. christopher. circe. claude. coraline. crimson. damian. damien. damon. daphne. darcy. demeter. diana. dorian. durant. ebony. eden. edgar. eleanor. elenor. elizabeth. elvira. emberl. enid. eris. everett. fantine. felix. fern. genevieve. george. grey. griffin. haven. hazel. hecate. henry. hester. holmes. hyde. inkesse. inkette. inkie. inky. isolde. ivie. ivy. james. jane. journalle. julian. julius. juno. kane. killian. lenore. lilith. lorelei. luna. magnus. malachi. mallory. maude. meredith. naomi. narissa. nicodem. nightesse. nightwing. nimue. noire. noiresse. noirette. odessa. odette. oliver. ophelia. orion. percy. persephone. peyton. phineas. phoebe. quill. quille. quinn. raven. ravenesse. ravenette. ravenne. remus. romero. rory. rosalind. rose. rowan. rowena. rufus. salem. scriptesse. sebastian. stoker. sylvain. tanith. theo. theodore. theodosia. trista. tristan. victor. victoria. vincent. virgil. wilhelmine. willow. wynona. xanthe. zoltan.

PRONOUNS︰ acade/academia. amber/amber. an/antique. arch/architectself. arch/archive. art/art. art/artist. arti/article. arti/fact. artifact/artifact. baro/baroque. bea/beauty. bis/bisque. book/book. bookworm/bookworm. calligraphy/calligraphy. can/vas. candle/candle. cer/ceramic. char/charcoal. chess/chess. clas/classic. clay/clay. clock/clock. co/collect. coco/coco. cocoa/cocoa. cof/coffee. coffee/coffee. col/color. coll/collection. collage/collage. con/cept. crea/cream. crow/crow. cur/curate. dra/drama. dust/dust. essay/essay. fea/feather. feather/feather. fig/figure. fil/film. flicker/flicker. gal/gallery. glaze/glaze. globe/globe. gold/gold. hazel/hazel. his/history. history/history. hon/honey. hue/hue. hypo/hypothesis. illus/illustrate. ink/ink. journal/journal. ki/kiln. knowledge/knowledge. le/letter. learn/learn. letter/letter. li/library. lig/ligature. lit/literature. mar/marble. mur/mural. murder/murder. muse/muse. muse/museum. night/night. no/note. novel/novel. page/page. paint/brush. paint/paint. paint/painting. paper/paper. para/dox. pen/pen. pho/photo. pi/pigment. piano/piano. poe/poet. poem/poem. por/trait. porcel/porcelain. print/print. qui/quill. quill/quill. raven/raven. rea/read. read/read. ren/renaissance. rev/revolution. scrapbook/scrapbook. script/scripts. scroll/scroll. sculp/sculptor. sculp/sculpture. sketch/sketch. speci/specimen. spine/spine. sta/stamp. stai/stain. stamp/stamp. statue/statue. story/story. stu/dy. study/studie. study/study. surreal/surrealism. tea/tea. theo/theory. theory/theory. thes/thesis. time/time. tweed/tweed. violin/violin. wheel/wheel. ⌛. ⌛︎. ☕. ✒︎. ✒️. 🏛️. 🏺. 📜. 🕯️. 🖼️.

SIMILAR LISTS I HAVE︰  1 2 ⭐

[peaceeandcoolestvibes]

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