#fcdcdmcmories

[springbandit]

Billy leaned against the cold, graffiti-scarred wall of the disheveled apartment block he called home. He'd been out for his usual late-night 'smoking and staring into space' session, when he'd spotted someone lingering under the dim, flickering light of a nearby streetlamp. "You really thought I wouldn't notice?" he asked, his voice dripping with disdain. "This place is a mess, and so are you for coming here." He dropped his cigarette to the ground, mashing it into the concrete with his sneaker. "Got something to say? Or are you just here to dig through my trash?"

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[spookydreamsx]

HOW FUCKING TEDIOUS. the feeling of autumn in the air, the putrid smell of rotted fun and merriment; eric northman flinched against the cool night as he took in the sights before him. the stench of cider, the fallen leaves, the glorious revelry that still hung, even with the overhang of darkness... and where was the self-preservation?

eric was no stranger to london. he'd traveled through many times before, even spreading roots for a few decades in what could only be defined as some of the best years of his life. however, he acknowledged (with immense chagrin) that the london air was probably the thing that disturbed him the most. all he could see, all he could smell, all he could feel... was nora.

struck down before the cure. taken from him before their reunion could have amounted to the years that they desperately deserved. two lives, ruined by greed and, probably, fate. perhaps his grudge reemerged unfairly, but his chest burned with the hatred of bill fucking compton again and again, now that he was faced with this scurrilous location once more.

maybe he should bring back the plague.

with a sweeping motion, he grumbled towards the general contentment before him, commenting to the other beside of him, "i think the only option here is sedation." he added, perhaps unfairly, "halloween," a derisive emphasis on the word, "should be fucking abolished." || @fcdcdmcmories

[springbandit]

"Oh, I bet you've gotten away with plenty. But, I bet Dean kept you on a real short leash, huh? Ever the devoted wife. You're lucky you got out, or you'd have been picking up a few brats of your own from those soccer games." He wasn't sure why he felt the need to continue to paint Dean in a bad light. It's not like he was here to hear it. Billy was just mean. Maybe it was to protect himself, or maybe he just had a lot of venom to spit. But, he did it every chance he got, regardless of the target. "You'll follow when I need you to, and you'll stay when I need you to. It's only when we're in harmony that it'll work out. I know this dance better, let me lead it." He was going to come up with something ingenious. He just had to. If only he could find the time and headspace to begin working on it. "A penthouse? Aren't you full of surprises." He grinned, "I'd love to see it. Especially the bedroom."

"AND WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT I HAVEN'T GOTTEN AWAY WITH A THING OR TWO OF MINE OVER THE YEARS TOO? I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING." christina hadn't precisely stayed in the right side of the law but thanks to her job? she had been allowed to do that much and yes, that was MORE THAN IMPORTANT. no one was about to get the satisfaction of throwing her into a prison cell, that was certain. she would not LET THEM. one could say that she was far too stubborn and... yes, they would have been correct. "i couldn't agree more. let them think that this is their safe little town away from home and that no harm will come to them and then .. WE CAN REMIND THEM. rip it all away. make it hurt. wherever you go? i'll follow. you know THAT." moving forward to kiss him, because.. yes, she wanted to show him that she meant it. SHE DID. grinning, she nodded a little bit. "i've got a penthouse of my own. wanna see it?"

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[daydrcamings]

@fcdcdmcmories - “we’re nice people once you get to know us.”

"is that so? i'm starting to wonder whether that's true." mysaria teased with a cock of her brow. "since... pretty much everyone i've met from my past? they don't seem all that keen on daemon nor on me." she mused, shrugging her shoulders. "not that i'm interested in having people like me but i'd rather not have a knife between my shoulder blades because i fell for the supposed wrong person." mysaria mused with a nod of her head. "who are you?"

[demongemz]

❝ moon of my life, are you hurt? ❞ (Rhaenys/Corlys); & ❝ i feel something for you, you know? ❞ (Rhaenys/Corlys); @fcdcdmcmories

Corlys had lost everything with the death of his beloved, Rhaenys was his everything, the queen of his heart and his people, and yet without her everything felt lost. Food didn’t taste the same, Wine didn’t hold its allure anymore, and he only wanted to hop on a ship and sail away from everything. Hearing her voice break a choked sob from his lips as he turned so quickly to meet her smiling face, coming towards her was second nature he didn’t even care if he’d died, simply because she was here and back. “You’ve stolen my line, You are the very ocean I longed for” he mused holding her face in his hands trying to keep his tears away. “My love, my darling Rhaenys…I hope you never stop feeling things for me” he whispered letting his lips grace her forehead, he wouldn’t part with her ever again if he could help it. 

[onespvrk]

closed starter for @fcdcdmcmories

it was safe to say that margaery found this place strange. fascinating, but strange all the same. though there were some similarities to king's landing, it still hurt her heart to see people suffering. since she'd woken up here, margaery had been volunteering at what they called a homeless shelter it helped ease her mind some. she was still racked with nightmares of being burned alive, hoping that she'd see her family again but mourning them all the same. the brunette was so lost in her thoughts that she wasn't paying attention to where she was walking, barely stopping herself from running into someone "oh, my apologies. it seems I was too caught up in my thoughts. i did not harm you, did I?"

[furyfms]

" oh i wouldn't dare. i am simply saying that you must understand people's reasons for disbelief, when we swore obeisance to rhaenyra targaryen as the rightful heir. oaths are not so easily broken by a few works no one heard. " davos spoke plainly, a shrug of his shoulders. " i believe it to be, yes. in fact i do not have the patience for sensibilities, either. "

"MY DAUGHTER, THE QUEEN AND THE KING'S OWN LADY WIFE, WAS THERE WITH HIM AS THE KING LAY DYING. ARE YOU SUGGESTING THAT SHE LIED?" he wasn't going to accept such a thing coming from anyone. in fact, he demanded respect for his daughter and .. there was no one that he loved more. there never had been, actually. right? "is it so?"

[sweetnsiimple]

"everything is meaningless without you." || matt & jacob || @fcdcdmcmories

"huh?" matt looks up from his phone, taken by surprise by the sudden statement. " are you talking to me or the car? because, really dude, it's no problem at all. i know it's a piece of shit car. i would just really rather not having to spend more money on a new one, you know?"

of course, there's always the secret third option that he was not talking about either and matt had just completely embarrassed himself. a likely and frequent occurrence.

"i-i mean, i tried taking a look and it looked... fine-ish? not like i know much, but it just... you know, goes perfectly fine for a few miles and then just dies. these aren't just from hitting the gym." he flexes his arms, he's lost count of how many times he's had to push the old thing around. though really it had been worse on his leg than any real arm workout he could've gotten out of it.

"maybe i'll just stop talking now, how 'bout that?"

[screamsmeared]

(@fcdcdmcmories || open to anyone) "IF THERE'S ONE THING I MISS from back home, it's the weather. i always feel like i'm bundled up here." that wasn't to say she had never dealt with cold weather before. most people did. but london, more often than not, felt gloomy and cold. "maybe it's just the season. i'm not really much for the cold. what about you?"

[springbandit]

❝ Tell me who we hate today. ❞ (Parker & William)

"I try not to hate people." he lied. William hated lots of people. Saying William hated everybody as a general statement wouldn't be completely untrue. "Although, it would be wrong of me not to give mention to the individual who inflicted all of this upon me." Despite having been out of hospital for a few weeks now, William was still obviously worse for wear. The bruising was beginning to go down but was still noticeable and was adorned by a large gash across the bridge of his nose, which threatened to scar. "I hate him today, and, I suppose I will still when I struggle to get out of bed tomorrow." He wasn't going to let himself have any peace surrounding it until the assailant was dealt with by his own hands. No matter how long that may take. "What about you? Who's your nominee?"

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[demongemz]

“Just too much noise in the city it reminds me of something I’d rather forget, but the quiet is nice out here sorry for trespassing on your property” Grace mused honestly she hardly minded the work, something about getting back into the normal swing of things makes her move past the idea of technically being a multimillionaire but she hardly ever used the money unless it was to help someone else. “I wouldn’t mind doing a trial run at all, I sort of missed the work back home, I was sort of forced to quit my job for someone, and well that person turned into the biggest asshole in the world” she mused nodding her head “just tell me where you’d like me and I can get to work, hopefully, my outfit is good for the work you need some help with?” she questioned looking down at her comfort clothes outfit. @fcdcdmcmories

"GUESS I GET THAT. LASTED A COUPLE OF DAYS BEFORE DOIN' THE EXACT SAME THING." being in a world where nothing from his home had happened was... difficult enough to adapt to. he didn't need to be bam in the middle of the city, he wasn't sure that was helping anything. it made sense to start all the way out here and work his way in when it came to finding his people. at least he knew now that when he did find them, he'd have enough room for them all. daryl hadn't been expected anyone to show up here looking for work. he couldn't help but tilt his head, almost suspiciously. "you want work?" it was just him out here and sure, he didn't complain, he liked this kept him busy but an extra pair of hands would help. "ALRIGHT." nodding. "how does a trial run sound? show me what you can do and if it's what i'm lookin' for. you can stay around." @demongemz

[bejcwcled]

“Magic is real you know? You shouldn’t just mess with it like that.” (janet & loki) @fcdcdmcmories

loki conjured up a quill and sheet of paper. well it wasn't much but at least he got the right objects or almost right, he had been hoping for. a normal pen, to show up this time. "what was that again? i'm afraid i'll need you to repeat that genius quote to get it down verbatim." he responded rolling his eyes at the woman. "i know it's real. hence the spellbook. if i have these powers i might as well make them useful."

[daydrcamings]

@fcdcdmcmories - BLOCKS: sender steps in front of the receiver, blocking the way.

rose swallowed thickly as she looked up at the man. "wh-what are you doing?" she was struggling to decide whether all of this was real or... just the demon toying with her. making her see things. was the man before her someone who wanted to help her or hurt her? she took a couple steps back before clearing her throat. "why are you blocking my way?" she questioned, trying to make herself sound anything but scared but it likely wasn't working. she furrowed her brows. "wh-what's going on?"

[demongemz]

“that was barely even a kiss! do it again - please?” (Parker&Tiffany - innocently sending this xD)

Tiffany smiled softly, moving to pull out the last batch of freshly baked cookies from the oven. She had never been happier she’d always wanted a good guy to love her, Chucky had broken her heart so many different times that she was tired of being under-appreciated so when she had someone as handsome as Parker looking her way she couldn’t help but scoop him up immediately “Sweetface I had to take these cookies out before they burned” she mused turning off the oven setting the baking sheet down to cool moving to turn around taking off her over mitts before pulling him close and kissing him. @fcdcdmcmories

[tshiwthibgilte]

Piter looks wholly unshaken at Irulan's dismissal of his video games, of 'whatever this is.' He raises his eyebrows with amused incredulity at her request to talk to him. He visibly inhales deeply and lets out a long breath, clapping his hands decisively before the end of it.

"My Lady?" he says, with a painfully bright smile. "I have a lot of respect for your family, and for you. From what I've read of your writing, you have uncommon wit and a certain fearlessness toward truth-telling. I think you are uniquely suited, among all of the other noblemen and noblewomen who may have made it to this place from our world, to not only hear, but to understand, a number of important truths I have gleaned about this world, using my own skills of analysis which befit a Mentat."

He clears his throat, pulls at his collar, and continues.

"Our nobility does not exist here... being around people with no legitimate title or particular power who think that I need to treat them like they are special is not only scary but weird and dare I say cringeworthy... and I am more than willing to go to the police for support in protecting my rights as a citizen to spend my time as I like and associate with who I like."

Kate and Barry watch on, entranced.

"But I would love to meet with you! Can we set up a time to get coffee later? Do lunch? In a public place where you can't... try to kill me?" Piter continues thoughtfully, visibly sweating and even trembling. His meeting with Paul (Duke Paul) is still fresh in his mind. Thirty-seven years of evidence that the Nobility is all-powerful and should never be challenged is weighing on him too.

"How about... Wednesday?"

SHE WOULD NOT FOLLOW HER HUSBAND'S RULES ANYMORE. HAD HE EVER BEEN HER HUSBAND, IRULAN COULD WONDER? NO. NO, HE HADN'T, BECAUSE HE HAD ABANDONED HER WHEN SHE HAD NEEDED SOMEONE THE MOST AND .. HE HAD NEVER CARED. she knew that much. she had walked into said marriage with her head too high and with a desire to save her father and to keep him alive and .. she was a princess royal. he was the one that had stolen the title. that had never deserved it.

the great muab'dib, who had never been able to keep his own house in check. right? no. "worse than you at.. what?" blinking. oh, she thought not. yes, she had always been a fan of games. yes, she had always cared about them and she had played a few with her father quite often, but .. this? this was more serious. right?

"i'm a princess. if it makes you think that i have time for whatever this is.. you'd be wrong at it." looking over at the other two people, before giving them a nod and turning her attention to where it was supposed to be. right on the other. right? "i appreciate the introduction, my lord de vries, but .. i would appreciate a moment of your time a little more." wasn't it? yes.

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[moonglowmuses]

"try not to look too relieved." ( Bill & Parker )

"sorry." bill's response was short-winded, but he also did not lie. if he said that he was sorry, then he was sorry. "hold up. come back over here." bill sighed, shrugging his shoulders. "i was relieved that you were leaving, at first, but you should stay and let me explain myself." frank was helping him to be more accountable to others. "i'm not good with people. i'm especially not good at making friends, but... I'M TRYING, okay? so stick around for dinner. can you do that for me?"

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