#illsfates

[ofcelestialstories]

@illsfates || Nebula & anyone

.｡.:*☆ “Get your hands off me……” Nebula growled, scaring the poor man away by turning all blue for a moment. Which did not make it easier. There was no explanation for this, that she did look like a human woman, with pale skin and hair.

And while there were certainly things worse than this, some men were staring at her. Some were also whistling. Or trying to touch her. Like right now. And yes, it was late. And yes, she was out all by herself. But that was for sure no invitation to do anything whatsoever.

And not only that - the friends of this guy only stood there and watched, whistling.

“Fucking idiots,” She scowled, looking at the crowd. “How about you take a picture? Going to last longer, for sure."

[larcenys]

illsfates

the air was brisk , it’s cool wind blowing against laurie’s face . it was refreshing and as much as he had enjoyed his time in europe , there had been truly nothing like this sense of home . it was a warmth that was truly unreachable in any other form . he had found himself on the pond , even so early in the day , his leather skates tight against his ankles as he circled around the outer edge . watching as people came and went , a few mumbled hellos but nothing more .

it was no surprised that he had spotted the curly-haired woman , it seemed that anyone with even the slightest resemblance of jo gravitated into his sight . it brought the same ache , the same questions . this was no different . laurie had skated close enough , just finding himself in the line of sight to be able to determine that this was not in fact josephine march . her voice forces him to freeze , eyes as wide a s a startled fawn . “ i’ll heed the warning . though i would find utter disappointment if you were not to come to my rescue , jo . ” @illsfates

—  —  ♠  *    a familiar voice permeated the echoes of her longing, gently filling the air with the feeling of home. her legs began to move towards it, carefully at first, until desperation invaded her senses, the sharp blades of her loose skates cutting through the snow, her loose skates rubbing against her ankles, almost losing her balance. the sight of him causes her to freeze. a wisp of breath parting her lips with only his name managing to escape, “ teddy … ” jo’s voice almost broke. how long had she been waiting for that moment ? a moment she sometimes feared would never come. and yet she’d been waiting — waiting with a part of her always missing.

“ i -” there she was, with no words ever able to express her longing, running towards him, not caring if the ice was too slippery, wrapping her arms around him and burying her nose deep against his neck ; as if she was about to lose him again.  just one more second, jo told herself, as if one moment too long would rip out a lingering truth in her throat. “ i’ve been waiting for you for so long. where have you been hiding all this time ? ” she broke the embrace, her eyes glimmering with unshed tears of joy. “ of course my boy, of course, i’d at least try to rescue you. ” she smiled, nudging him “  or maybe i’ll just call amy, after all, she owes you her life. ” at the mention of her sister, realization, cold and heavy like a stone, settled in. she wanted to keep that secret for a little while. but she couldn't . “ you must have been looking for her, i can call her right now …”

[whxtewidxw]

@illsfates​

“American traditions are so weird.” The blonde rested her glass against the crook of her arm, which was crossed over her chest. She hadn’t sipped it in quite a while, it seemed almost more of a prop that Yelena used to “blend in.” It was a habit of hers, spending almost half of her life on undercover missions- she’d needed such a skill to remain undetectable. “A lot of them are fun though.” She nodded, frowning a little as she shrugged. Turning her body to face the woman beside her, Yelena sized her up. She was a tiny little thing. Cute. Very non threatening, but something....different about her. Something She couldn't put her finger on. And so? she was intriguing to the spy. “What’s your name?” It was direct, and probably off-putting, but Yelena was nothing if not direct. 

[suspiriums]

closed starter for @illsfates !

it was one of neil's odd days off, and the only place they found themselves wanting to be in was the library. ever since things in ivy cove had gotten strange he found himself drawn even more than ever to reading literature. poetry had recently become one of their newest obsessions — so much so that the librarians already knew him by name whenever he stopped by. reading had become an outlet of sorts. they walked straight over to the designated book pick - up area but soon spotted someone lurking nearby. it wasn't somebody neil could remember ever speaking to before . . . but something about the stranger piqued his interest. there was something oddly familiar about him. " that one is great, " he remarked, nodding towards the book that the stranger was holding. " the protagonist can be pretty annoying at times, but the plot twist is so worth it. "

[snowonthebeaxh]

@illsfates

Diana had the day to herself. It wasn't often she took a personal day, but something about this one in particular seemed like the perfect opportunity. The weather was just the right temperature, and there was a new exhibit at the museum she hadn't seen yet. You'd think one would tire of looking at art, but never Diana. She loved looking at beautiful things, and helping to preserve them. So much was lost to history, she felt like it was her duty to protect and rejuvenate what little was left. She made her way down the street, believing this to be an ordinary day, just like any other.

[hxlcycnx]

closed starter || ben solo and anakin skywalker

this world was more of a blessing than a curse as far as ben was concerned. before he was simple, quiet, but content. in his mind he believed he had become his own person, he believed he was able to make something of himself in this strange world. now…now too many things defined him. his family….his mistakes….it was too much for him. he wanted to be good. he wanted to be better. but how? how could he be better without anyone to guide him? but that wasn’t necessarily true. he was too nervous and scared to talk to his mother, even more afraid of speaking with his father…but his grandfather was here. and he was his friend. not a image or a figure he aspired to be like, but someone he actually knew. anakin was not darth vader, or at least not the vader he had grown up learning about. if he could be good…maybe he could be too. “anakin.” it was weird knowing anakin as a friend now that he remembered his grandfather. ben had found him working on a few droids and tried to do the same himself, but he couldn’t resist. anakin had a right to know. “does the name luke skywalker mean anything to you? or leia organa?” he asked tentatively, not wanting to overwhelm his own grandfather.

@illsfates

[sunshiinefades]

              nina  had  no  clue  what  was  going  on  ,  one  day  shes  home  trying  to  get  matthias  out  of  prison.  then  the  next  moment  shes  waking  up  here  with  a  life  that  wasnt  really  hers.  were  was  her  friends  and  where  they  able  to  get  matthias  out  of  there  like  they  promised.  nina  wasnt  able  to  sleep  well  the  night  before  so  after  a  while  of  tossing  in  bed  she  decided  to  get  up  and  go  get  something  to  eat.  nina  was  kinda  on  auto  pilot  as  she  was  on  her  way  to  bobs  diner  when  something  in  her  told  her  to  look  up.  sure  enough  a  bit  of  a  way  in  font  of  her  ,  nina  spotted  matthias  which  sent  a  shock  down  her  spine.  ‘  matthias?  ‘  nina  called  out  picking  up  some  of  her  movement  in  the  direction  of  him  /  nina  &  matthias  :  @illsfates

[belovced]

𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓  @illsfates​​ 

 ゛  ;         ♠️            »            “               her breath was ragged, her heart slamming hard against her rib cage, as if it would burst any moment. panic had paled her face, leaving her eyes widened. she’d tried to keep her distance — distract herself, push her thoughts away, keeping it in a small box and hide it away. and yet she’d lasted merely three day. only one message away from her sanity to dissolve into fear. the fear of losing him again.

 she didn’t know how she made it here, hair strands sticking out her bun and her hands still trembling. but it was two am, and she was standing on his doorstep, hoping he was okay. “ teddy are you there ? ” her voice was shaking as it cut through the darkness, yet it was the silence scaring her. feeding her irrationality and clouding her mind. “ please open the door ! ”

[birdwatchedboy]

closed starter for: @illsfates​ ben hanscom

he was running late. he was meant to meet ben as soon as the competition started, or preferably before, but neither seemed to be happening this morning. he smoothed his gloved hands down his knee length jacket, feeling far too harried to be presentable but far too tardy to be able to take a moment. not that ben would particularly mind, stan knew, but he valued ben more than that. he wanted ben to feel more valued than that. he pushed down his disappointment in himself and made a bee line for where ben stood in the snow.

"sorry i'm late!"

[ivycovehq]

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[ofcelestialstories]

@illsfates || Klaus & anyone

.｡.:*☆ “You never saw a guy in a bathrobe hugging his guitar?”

Klaus blinked, and made a grimace, and then tried to remember what exactly had happened last night. It was true that he was trying to stay away from alcohol. And drugs. However, right now he felt like nursing the worst hangover, ever.

“Speaking of it…. where exactly am I here?” He winced again, and then looked down at his feet. Both naked. Even the socks were missing. “And, oh, uh…. any chance you have seen my shoes, maybe?”

[larcenys]

𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 : @illsfates​

—  —  ♠  *    hushed laughter and muffled music had been lost in the distance, the snow glittering beneath her as she turned her shaky steps towards the frozen lake. a gentle breeze brushed her icy cheeks and her gaze softened at the white landscape —  old memories pinching her heart ever so slightly. every christmas she’d return to the same place. inflicting bittersweet nostalgia on herself as she was waiting for something, someone, pretending that the cold could finally erode that kind of longing. she knew better. of course.

 a quiet sigh escaped her trembling lips and jo reminded herself why she escaped the gathering in the first place. instead, she was just standing there, looking like a fool in her worn-out skates, feeling sorry for herself. how dramatic.  “ i’d stay near the edge, it's not safe in the middle.” she said, when she barely spotted a blurry figure, blinking the snow out of her eyes. “ my sister,  she almost drowned once. ” 

[amoreluxhq]

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[larcenys]

illsfates

a snowball fight ? oh , god . emerald eyes having widened at the notion . “ i hope not , i don’t have the best aim . “ only when it came to well-deserving boys , but that was a different story . “ we’re supposed to be building some kind of structure . i’m definitely not the best for this job . i heard one of the competitors have an architect on their team , i think we’re royally screwed . “ @illsfates

゛ ;     ☾      »       “ oh …” embarrassment colored her cheeks gently. no wonder there had been some children giggling at her, pointing at the now painfully awkward pile of snowballs. “ well, i guess i’ll just help you with that, then.” she cleared her throat, brushing back a strand of black hair that had come loose from a wasted effort. “ how much do you care about winning the competition? because, obviously ,we’re royally screwed. ” inej looked over the other displays, realizing that she had not lied about one of them being an architect. “ i mean, we do have snowballs and my aim is pretty good … it’d be a tragedy if some were about to throw a snowball on it.”

[hxlcycnx]

closed starter || obi-wan kenobi + anakin skywalker

obi-wan could feel it. days meditating had made him stronger in the force, bringing himself to be more familiar with it after so long without it. which meant he had been able to sense things, to reach out with the force, to connect with the world around him. he felt the ocean nearby, the blades of grass in the wind, the bird chirping near his window-

and him.

undeniably him.

the feeling was so strong that it felt as if someone had punched him in the gut. obi-wan knew his padwan, could feel the conflict, the hurt, the pain…but also the joy, the wit, the humor within his fallen brother. the jedi spent several minutes in his office, contemplating if he should even follow the feeling. he wasn’t ready…and maybe anakin was better off without him anyways.

obi-wan had firmly decided not to find anakin, that his padwan might be better off without him, that anakin needed time to process everything. but without warning, his feet carried him to the library. his mind told him he needed to check out a book to read and use to teach his next class. his heart told him he needed to see that anakin was safe.

and he was. he was…just anakin skywalker again. the same face, the same smile, the same snark…it was all there. and before he could turn away they made eye contact. if anakin had any powers in the force left the other would feel the way obi-wan’s curiosity turned to fear, even when he tried to mask it.

“anakin.” so much to say. what could he say? he thought he had destroyed him, lost him, failed to protect him…so he said the only thing he’d been wanting to say all this time.

“i’m so sorry.”

@illsfates