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jusstabite · 3 years
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james was running down the streets of ivy wood, eyes bright as he scanned the people on the block for a familiar head of red hair. he woke up this morning in a panic reaching for his wife and baby that was nowhere to be found. had voldemort done this? had he taken away his family like james feared he was? to top it off he was in a town he had never seen before, god he wished the other marauders were here to help calm him down. his legs burned as he ran, not slowing down until he saw someone his breath coming out shakey as he tried to speak. “excuse can you tell me where I am? do you know a lily potter?”
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edgcofgreat · 4 years
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                Being  asked  to  play  at  the  town  ball,  in  comparison  to  some  of  the  other  gigs  they’d  played,  wasn’t  huge,  but  God  it  felt  good  to  be  in  front  of  an  audience  that  was  this  hype  again.  The  last  few  chords  of  ‘  Stand  Tall  ’  were  played,  and  as  the  crowd  clapped,  Luke  smiled.  “  Hey,  thanks  so  much  guys,  we’re  Julie  and  the  Phantoms.  Tell  your  friends!  ”  He  smiled,  taking  his  guitar  off  his  back  and  placing  it  on  the  stand  before  venturing  out  to  the  snack  table.  He  was  always  starving  after  a  set.  “  Hey,  how’s  it  going?  ”  He  smiled  at  someone  nearby  as  he  piled  some  chips  and  guac  onto  a  plate.
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xesotericconundrumx · 3 years
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the youngest baudelaire missed her siblings. she missed violets inventions and klaus knowledge, she missed rootbeer floats with beatrice. she had been alone before but this was tough. she always knew her siblings were a letter away but she had no idea where to even send a letter, would it even find her. sunny could get through a lot, she was a tough kid and even tougher adult. still, their was nothing like family when you needed them. maybe if she cooked then she would feel better. heading out to the grocery store the blonde grabbed a cart and walked around. she was just finishing when she noticed one of the last items she needed was on the top shelf and pretty far back. “hmm.” she could climb but people always got mad at he when she did. oh well. she started to climb on the shelves when she felt eyes on her. “hi. couldn’t reach. it’s very far.”
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lvstparty · 3 years
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                Karaoke  night  at  Velvet  Bourbon  was  Tim’s  favorite  place  to  spend  a  Friday  night.  Could  he  sing?  Absolutely  not,  but  get  enough  drinks  in  him  and  he’ll  get  on  stage  and  sing  Ob-La-Di  Ob-La-Da  until  the  sun  came  up.  He  was  on  drink  number  two,  getting  close  to  karaoke  territory,  and  decided  he  might  wanna  at  least  talk  to  someone  before  he  made  a  total  ass  out  of  himself.  “  So,  you  gonna  go  up  there?  ”  He  asked  with  a  smile.
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heartsofember · 3 years
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                    cyan gaze scrutinized the selection of furniture laid out before her. finally, she was attempting to get her apartment fully together. an assistant fashion designer was a dream start of a career, but it meant living check to check. but, she was rather used to that. a COFFEE TABLE was the last missing piece to supposed adulthood. “do you think that one would be easy to put together ?? instructions are for wussies, so i refuse to use them.” beverly jested, with an airy chuckle. always so stubborn, yet equally DETERMINED. “i like to think the sense of accomplishment at putting it together without it is worth the struggle. like sure, some of my other furniture pieces are a little WOBBLY, but they work.” her usual, affable grin quick to appear. “or maybe this one would be easier ??” she questioned, pointing to another. “what do you think ??”
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devincly · 3 years
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“so.. metaphorically someone accidentally mixed some of their blue clothes in with their whites and now everything that they had white is now light blue…” totally wasn’t bubbles’ life at the moment. she knew to not mix those colors. totally not her, at all. bubbles twirled her fingers around one of her pigtails, nervously biting the inside of her cheek. “how would you suggest that they fix that?” was there a way to fix it? bubbles had NO IDEA, but she didn’t want blossom or buttercup to freak.
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spcllbovnd · 4 years
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( open ) / location: the grind
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THE MAN OUT OF TIME. steve rogers had once again awoken to a world that was strange and new to him. this time, luckily, it was in the same century, give or take a few years. but he shouldn’t be here. he should be in upstate new york, mourning the ones he’d lost. recuperating. could something have happened with tony and banner’s calculations? time travel is tricky, and steve didn’t profess to be an expert on the subject. but to him, it was the most logical explanation. a tiny glitch somewhere and POOF — he got dropped into this little town like dorothy into oz. though he’d only been here for a little over a week, he’d quickly gotten a job at the local fire department. once they’d seen his muscular frame, and he’d demonstrated a modest display of strength, he’d been hired on the spot. steve was still getting used to his schedule  — heck, even having some sort of schedule was brand new to him. he took his coffee over to the condiment bar, setting it down as he proceeded to open packets of sugar — a little more than usual this morning in anticipation of training at the station. sensing someone else had come up beside him, steve instinctively inched over to give the other some room, giving a quick flash of an apologetic smile. ❝ sorry, am i in your way? ❞
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lcstsoxls · 3 years
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starter ;; open for anyone !!
whoops... maybe trying to practice doing skateboard tricks next to someone’s prized porcelain figurine wasn’t a good idea after all. cale was currently leaned up against an electricity panel across the street from the scene of the crime, the culprit hidden behind his back. his father would’ve stormed him over there and woken up the person just to apologize and fork over some money for the damages, but alas, his father was not here, so cale did the first thing he thought of: hide and hope the guy or girl doesn’t have a security camera. he soon saw someone down the street and prayed that they didn’t notice the broken figure. hopefully they’d think the figurine just... fell over and shattered on its own.
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ofheavxns · 4 years
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OPEN STARTER | location: ivywood memorial library.
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Rory’s attention was on the mountain of books she had in her hand. Was she studying? Oh God, no. She was just hanging out in the library for the rest of the day, duh. Made life a little easier for her. She had to form a new routine due to her suddenly popping into Ivywood and so, she was trying to test it out. She had finished classes for the day, grabbed a late afternoon coffee and made her way to the library to spend the finals hours of it being open filled with reading. However, she hadn’t realized that the table she chose was taken, but she wasn’t sure if she cared. There were already so many taken and she was going to be quiet. “Sorry...” Rory murmured as she set her things down. “Do you mind if I sit here, too? Everywhere else is kinda... full.”
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edgcofgreat · 4 years
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               Pietro  had  seen  a  lot  in  his  life,  but  nothing  was  nearly  as  confusing  as  this  situation.  He  was  sure  that  he’d  died,  at  least  he  found  it  hard  to  believe  that  anyone  could  survive  as  many  bullets  as  he’d  taken,  so  how  was  he  standing?  And  more  importantly:  why  was  he  still  in  one  piece?  There  should  have  been  more  holes  in  him  than  the  roads  in  Sokovia,  and  yet  there  wasn’t  a  single  scratch  on  him.  “  Якого біса?  ”  He  muttered,  squinting  as  he  looked  at  his  surroundings.  Taking  in  a  breath,  he  took  a  second  (  literally,  a  second  )  to  run  around  the  town  and  take  stock  of  his  surroundings,  before  returning  to  the  very  same  spot  and  muttering  once  again,  “  Where  the  hell  am  I?  ”
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xesotericconundrumx · 4 years
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gothel was out and luckily it was in time for the big party. she waved her mother goodbye and when it was clear the blonde pulled out a dress she had been working on. she had a lot on her mind, the man, eugene, put a lot in her head and she was started to doubt her mother. she looked over at pascal and sighed, “it’s going to be fun right?” the chameleon nodded. “you’ll watch the house right?” he nodded again. she felt so sad about leaving him all alone but their was no way she could take him. “well i didn’t see any rules about you not going, it would be fun right?” pascal jumped happily. the blonde smiled and got ready. with pascal on her shoulder  she was ready to head out the door. she stopped though and looked at the shoes, “ugh, fine.” she put them on and hated the feeling but the moment she could take them off she would. she stopped again though and sighed, would it be so bad to leave, would her mother be mad at her. “no here I go.” she stepped outside and ran all the way to the party, laughing brightly at the excitement of the night. when she arrived rapunzel felt the panic set and she squeaked in fear. “i am a horrible person....”
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lvstparty · 3 years
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               Growing  up  with  two  older  brothers  and  Merlin  knows  how  many  cousins,  Lily  experienced  her  fair  share  of  pranks  thrown  her  way.  Being  the  youngest  and  only  girl  of  the  Potter  clan  meant  that  she  was  often  the  subject  of  her  brother’s  pranks.  So,  when  she  woke  up  in  a  bed  that  wasn’t  her  own,  in  an  unfamiliar  town,  she  just  assumed  that  this  was  one  of  those  times.  “  James?!  Albus?!  This  isn’t  funny!  ”
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edgcofgreat · 4 years
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               Alec  spent  just  a  little  too  much  time  at  Velvet  Bourbon,  but  he  was  a  social  guy  and  liked  to  people-watch.  At  least,  this  Alec  did.  Normally,  Alec  Lightwood  would  be  off  working,  or  spending  time  with  his  family,  not  slicking  his  hair  back  in  a  small  mirror  in  the  corner  of  the  dining  room.  After  he  determined  that  every  hair  was  perfectly  in  place,  he  turned  and  was  immediately  met  with  a  spilled  drink  on  his  shirt.  “  Hey,  this  is  brand  new!  ”  He  called  out  to  the  person  who  had  now  completely  walked  away,  as  if  nothing  happened.  “  Asshole.  ”  He  muttered,  reaching  for  a  napkin  to  blot  at  the  stain.
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edgcofgreat · 4 years
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               Daphne  had  been  in  some  pretty  creepy  places  before,  but  something  about  this  motel  gave  her  the  absolute  creeps  in  ways  she  couldn’t  explain.  Maybe  it  had  something  to  do  with  the  fact  that  she  just  woke  up  there,  but  every  time  she  heard  a  noise  outside  her  door,  she  felt  the  need  to  investigate.  Poking  her  head  out  the  door,  she  whispered,  “  Did  you  hear  something?  Jeepers,  this  place  is  creepy!  ”
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edgcofgreat · 4 years
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               John  Smith  was  a  simple  man.  Most  days  he  woke  up,  went  to  work,  and  came  home,  just  like  anyone  would.  An  utterly  unremarkable  life  for  an  utterly  unremarkable  man.  Today  was  a  day  like  any  other,  except  today  he  had  to  stay  at  work  a  bit  later  in  order  to  finish  some  grading  before  the  holiday  break.  He  wouldn’t  have  noticed  the  person  in  his  doorway  if  he  hadn’t  looked  up  for  a  brief  moment  to  take  a  sip  of  his  tea,  and  he  had  to  admit  that  they  startled  him  a  little  bit.  “  Oh,  come  in,  come  in.  ”  He  looked  up,  motioning  for  them  to  come  inside.  “  What  is  it  I  can  do  for  you?  ” 
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edgcofgreat · 3 years
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               Jonathan  had  always  been  stronger  than  the  average  person,  which  he  blamed  on  genetics  more  than  anything.  He  never  really  had  to  work  to  get  ahead  in  athletics.  That  being  said,  sometimes  he  went  a  little  too  hard,  and  this  was  one  of  those  times.  In  his  defense,  he  was  pretty  sure  the  swing  set  was  poorly  constructed,  but  that  didn’t  make  him  any  less  mortified  when  he  threw  his  football  through  one  of  the  ropes  holding  up  the  swing,  causing  it  to  snap.  “  Uh...  My  bad?  ”
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