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@cxtchingsxnrays || closed
.。.:*☆ “You know, there is nothing funny about watching a grown man falling onto his butt.” Charlie pointed out sternly, although, there was a hint of a smirk showing in the corner of his lips.
“And, yes, I do know how to ice skate. The ice just is very slippery today.”
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@cxtchingsxnrays ❝ 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 ❞
out of place — the only feeling which seemed to continuously wash over her without any reasoning , hauntingly vivid dreams. and then there was a feeling of always needing to be careful , and a hunch to always second guess people. maybe that is what led to uncharacteristically sitting at the bar while fiddling with her thumbs in thought. “ oh. ” noticing a bottle of beer being placed before her , not receiving the chance to debate the decision before the bartender walked away. “ did you want this ? I reckon he confused me for another customer. ”
#❛ 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭. 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨. ❜ « 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 »#‹ 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 › 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐞#cxtchingsxnrays
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Look who just woke up- is that ZOEY DEUTCH? No, I must have been mistaken, that’s MORGAN STARK from MARVEL. I heard she is 18 and stuck here just like everyone else. Even in the 20’s, they still give off a GREASE ON NOSE, DARK COFFEE, ALL NIGHTERS impression. They’re known to be quite CLEVER, but have a tendency to be CONTROLLING on their bad days. (kaylee)
Welcome to 1923 – Morgan Stark !! I hope you feel right at home here in Sydney. Before you get too comfortable and see what all our city has to offer, be sure to review our CHECKLIST. We’re so glad to have you with us, Kaylee !!
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Allie turned quickly at the sound of her own sisters voice. She almost didn’t want to believe it was Cassandra standing in front of her. She remembered laying her sister to rest, stepping in to take her place, because it had to be the Pressman sisters, and if Cassandra could do it, Allie could do it. “Cassandra…” She finally set letting herself relax into her sisters arms burying her head into her shoulder allowing tears to well up in her eyes. “Is it really you?” She knew this world was crazy, after all she had been brought here, ripped from New Ham when they needed a new leader the most, so of course it would make sense that maybe this world was trying to make up for our terrible her life, was and bring back her sister. “I missed you so much…” She finally said, arms still wrapped tightly around her sister worried she would loose her again if she let go.
there was nothing cassandra regretted more in west ham than leaving allie. sure, they both had parents who loved them, but they’d always been close. and when the tour buses had driven them all back to west sham and they realized they were alone, cassandra had taken on a motherly role in allie’s life. not that much had changed, of course, from when their parents were still around. “it’s really me, allie.” she promised, holding onto her baby sister tightly. “i’m so sorry. i’m so sorry, allie.” it wasn’t her fault, she knew that. but she felt obligated to apologize for what happened because she knew how hard her sister must have taken it. “you better not have blamed yourself because it wasn’t your fault.” she whispered, arms holding onto her sister for dear life.
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Carl had stopped asking why he’d ended up in Sydney a long time ago, the young man happy to be alive and alright accepting a world where he somehow had both eyes. What he didn’t stop trying to do was somehow get home, as while he might be safe, everyone he loved was not. So, hopefully they might come here and be safer, but ultimately he was looking for a way home.
It was on one of these random journeys that he found himself sitting in a park alone one afternoon, having been waiting to meet a witch who’d said she had some ideas. He’d been there for an hour before he growled under his breath, raking a hand through his hair. “Yet another no-show. Back to the drawing board...”
@cxtchingsxnrays || For Judith
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if we’re apologizing for shit, i should tell you something. (Boo and Sully) || @cxtchingsxnrays
Sully stopped at those words. he didn’t Boo was capable of anything that would require an apology. granted, she was quite a bit older now than she had been the last time they’d met, but that didn’t change the way he saw he. she would always be the silly little girl in the big pink t-shirt who made up those adorable songs. but he would love her no matter what. she was the closest thing he’d ever had to a daughter. nodding slowly, he narrowed his eyes slightly. “okay... what is it, boo?” he was more concerned for her well being than anything else. even if he wasn’t a big scary monster anymore, he was a big guy. if anyone had bothered her, Sully would do anything to make sure she was safe and happy. he would question who had taught her that word later. though... she wasn’t a toddler anymore...
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❝ if you wanna talk, i’m here. ❞
ellie hadn’t even realised how much she had drifted away in her thoughts till the voice broke through, she found herself glancing up at the familiar female with a smile. “found me out here, huh? not as sneaky as i thought.” wiggling her eyebrows playfully as she scrunched herself up a little to make room for morgan if she wanted to sit too. “and seriously if you heard about half of my shit you would be running for the hills and i kinda like you so i don’t want that.” nudging her gently as she offered another smile, things were actually pretty damn good but it didn’t mean she didn’t need a break from the event. “you know same goes for you, right? is everything okay?”
@cxtchingsxnrays for morgan
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A drunken night had lead to a morning full of hurt. He waited in line for the little cafe to grab his coffee and go spend the day in the lab. He was tired for sure and just thankful that he didn’t have much to do with the public other then this. When his name was called he pushed through the line and took it from the women. He was walking back out when something caught his eye. “I am sorry...do I know you?”
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despite nico’s confusion, he did a spectacular job at pushing people away. maybe it was because his dad was hades and nico.... on his own had an air of death around him, some form of glamour that he put up most of the time without thinking. most people thought he was a threat to begin with, his dad being on of the big three, nico being the only child since bianca’s passing. he didn’t have lightening or water, he didn’t have anything cool. just ghosts and skeletons and the underworld and stuff. “there’s no mcdonalds,” the realization comes almost immediately - the fast food restaurants weren’t big yet. “that’s it, it’s official, i’m going to die.”
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tessa gray: for @totouchthcstars @bcssbitchs @cxtchingsxnrays
“there you are!” despite not knowing the other, tessa greeted them like an old friend, wrapping them in an embrace. “please go along with it. you’ve been followed for quite awhile now.” she whispered in their ear, before pulling back to hold them at arm’s length. she knew she probably wasn’t much protection, as she wasn’t a shadowhunter like her boyfriend, but she could offer some sort of comfort. besides, there was always safety in numbers, right? “i’ve been looking everywhere for you. come, walk with me.” she took their arm, leading them down the path they had been walking before she stopped them. “do you know that person?” she leaned over once more to ask quietly.
#❀ ❝𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭�� 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱�� 𝓹𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓾𝓼❞ → tessa gray interactions. ❀#as always pls lmk if you'd like another!!
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--- maggie was on her way back from work. the day was still young enough, which made her happy. it meant that she still had time to take her son into the backyard, and to play his games with him for a while. it meant that glenn could join them, and if he was feeling up to it, then daryl could come over, too. all seemed right with the world. well... not ‘all’ in a literal sense, but... it had been a long time since she’d known peace and security. a life that was more or less... BORING. boring was good. boring was welcome. it meant that their lives were not constantly at risk any longer. while she had much adjusting to do, she was getting there... she was slowly coming back into the person whom she’d been, before her world went up in flames. as she turned the corner, her brown eyes fell upon the most jolting sight. maggie rapidly came to a halt, as her breath caught in the center of her throat. if she had been holding something, then she surely would have dropped it. it couldn’t be.... no. this should not be possible. BETH. her sister... the person she had missed the most in the world. the second that she knew that the girl was lost. she took a tentative step forward, as tears rushed into her eyes. “B-B-BETH?” she called out, clutching at her own wrist, to keep herself grounded. because if beth was an apparition... some figment of her longing mind... then maggie would surely CRUMBLE.
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@cxtchingsxnrays || closed for Nessie
.。.:*☆ From all the people he had started to miss, Nessie was for sure the most prominent one in Jacob’s mind. Sure, there was also Bella, and he could never not miss his best friend, but Nessie was special.
There was no way to tell how their relationship would develope, if it even did, but that did not mean Jake would not care. So, spotting her in the crowd - or, Jake at least thought it was Nessie, an all grown up version of the girl he knew, shiny and beautiful - he headed over to her, heart beating loudly.
“It has been a while, and everything I want to say now would sound unbelievable hilarous, or cheesy, but - it is good to see you here! Really!”
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@cxtchingsxnrays / anyone.
for the past few days , haunting images had been invading the mind of the small town woman causing slight panic by the vividness. the familiarity ; the feeling , but there was no way any of that had been real. the world that she dreamed of was too out of place for it to be real even if it had sprung a deja vu. trying to shake off the feeling , she managed to slide out of bed and into a corner booth at a small cafe. “ do you mind ? ” glancing up , hopeful wide eyes waiting for a response. “ oh , sorry about that , I meant would you mind sitting. ” smiling softly as shaky hands went to reach for the cup placed in front of her. “ not to be a bother but some company would be nice right now. ” strangers or not , being alone right now did not feel like a viable option.
#❛ 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭. 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨. ❜ « 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 »#‹ 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 › 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐞#cxtchingsxnrays
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Look who just woke up- is that JOSEPHINE LANGFORD? No, I must have been mistaken, that’s TESSA YOUNG from AFTER. I heard she is 21 and stuck here just like everyone else. Even in the 20’s, they still give off a CLASSIC ROMANCE NOVELS, ICE COFFES, LIGHT PINK FLOWERS impression. They’re known to be quite IDEALISTIC, but have a tendency to be TOUCHY on their bad days. (kaylee !! can i reserve allison argent (teen wolf) please?)
Welcome to 1923 – Tessa Young !! I hope you feel right at home here in Sydney. Before you get too comfortable and see what all our city has to offer, be sure to review our CHECKLIST. We’re so glad to have you with us, Kaylee !!
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alice smiled at her niece when she found her. ‘ you look beautiful. ‘ the older vampire said looking at her dress, ‘ you couldnt have found anything better? im so proud. ‘ alice took all the pride in her nieces fashion choices compared to edward and bellas. ‘ did you come with anyone else? ‘ alice had showed up with jasper since she wanted to grab something�� from the store first, he was somewhere in the crowd getting them drinks. // @cxtchingsxnrays
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No matter how many times Lemony read over the information he had, he knew he’d never get the answers he was looking for. After meeting Beatrice again though, he couldn’t help but break out the last, most recent file he had on her children and search through it yet again, searching for something he’d missed. A clue to whatever location they’d ended up in. Yet he also knew, even if he did somehow figure it out, he wouldn’t be able to follow the trail agin. Not from here, and so, he might as well just forget it.
Sighing, he closed the folder and ran a hand through his hair, talking softly to himself. “I know they’re alright, Olaf’s gone, no one to chase them left, and they’re brilliant, all three. I just wish I knew. But I suppose wishing does no one good in the end, except to make us hope for things we may never have.” Talking to himself had become an admittedly unfortunate habit, as he got lots of strange looks in public places, but he’d been doing it so many years at this point he wasn’t going to bother trying to break himself of it now.
@cxtchingsxnrays || For Sunny
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