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[psychokineticstarlight]

@antakilla said: 18. A rainy street

It was cold, and wet. He'd grown to enjoy feeling water, water that wasn't used for drinking, but feeling cold? Not so much. Still, he marveled at what was falling from the sky, in a way that never happened in his present. The hedgehog shivered, just slightly, before his view was obstructed. More importantly, he didn't feel the cold rain anymore.

Which was a godsend.

"What's that?"

A simple question, as his gaze shifts down towards a face he could recognize. Thank goodness for that, too. Silver wasn't the most confident around total strangers. But he knew this person's name, and had an idea of the kinds of things they did. Best of all, they had believed him when he mentioned being from the future.

"I just love it when water falls from the sky. I think it's the most amazing thing ever. It's like the sky is giving life to the rest of the world."

Silver found himself smiling. Perhaps, even grinning just a little bit?

"I don't know how the water gets into the sky without us seeing it, but it must be something. I just wish it wasn't so cold. Cold is really hard for me, so uh... thanks for the water protection. All I can do is lift my hands over my head, but it's not nearly as big as this thing."

[atdutiesend]

Exactly one for each! :>

They're being hoarded away with giggles on both sides.

{ Type Bingo }

[dearestagonya]

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[muselexum]

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[aintashes]

@murderdeals' cain said: ❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

cain is a fleeting presence. never one to stay too long or talk too much, he's still basically a stranger. and that's fine— daryl has never pushed him to tell him anything about himself, and although he's offered to take cain to one of the coalition's nearby communities, he's always been met with refusal. cain is clearly satisfied with doing as he pleases, and so long as he doesn't become a pain in the ass, daryl is content to leave him be.

and yet, they find themselves stumbling upon one another out here beyond any community's walls with some frequency. it's the only reason they've ever had more than a single conversation with each other— and it just so happens that most of the time, whenever cain comes upon him in his travels, daryl happens to look a little worse for wear.

‘ seems t'me like you got bad timin'. s'either that or you're followin' me. ’

sarcasm lightly colors his words as he pulls the string of his bow into place, notching a bolt into its deadly groove. cain has caught him in the aftermath of a fight with several walkers, their dark viscera staining his skin and clothes in thick splotches.

[ducknotinarow]

# ( MikeyKeno! )

| send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including:

"wah? kinda rude to wanna look through a dudes phone? but okay? ain't like there anything weird to find with me and Keno anyway. Love that guys he's great!"

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

"Oh on sec let me just find him in my phone annnnnnnd." Streching out the word as he moves around the screen to get to his contacts Keno being the top of his list, marked by a star option.

'Pizza King'

"Cause dude always hooks us up! And ya know gonna have a wicked pizza place himself I bet, better remember imma be his number costumer though."

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

[ image description ] a sneaky shot Mikey snapped one night when hanging out with Keno, mouth clearly full from the half slice in his hand.

"Eh I dunno I just sort of wanted to get his picture? heh though he look at me when I did it but this is still good enough for now!" smiling brightly to himself ignoring the warm hitting his face as he thinks about it. "Guess I could have gotten like the logo of the place he works? but eh this is better."

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

La Da Dee by Cody Simpson

There is no better place than right by your side I had a little taste And I'll only spoil the party anyway "I mean cause hanging out with Keno makes me smile and I just can't stop smiling when I am? I dunno maybe it's nice to have someone I just sort hang out with too?" ignoring the fluttering working in his shell as he thinks about it more.

- my muse’s last text to your muse

"mm not sure let me check uh okay here it is, uh I text him often I guess?"

[heartlcssboy]

“What - what did you DO to yourself?!” — Marlowe

It was quite a feat to catch Peter unaware. Although, being around large doses of magic always left him buzzing and disoriented, so his faculties weren't exactly in his full possession at the moment. He'd come to the sea — not the lagoon, even Pan, who feared very little, knew better than to wade into merfolk infested waters in his current state — to clean himself off. He was still in a thick daze and he hadn't noticed the mer until Marlowe had spoken.

Marlowe's presence normally didn't phase Peter in the slightest. Now, however, it did make him a tad uneasy. He couldn't bring himself to be too bothered though. It was unlikely any of the mer would be wittless enough to try attacking him. The moon wasn't even full. He knew, thanks to the festivities he'd just left, that it was a new moon. Half a cycle away from the full moon. Besides, it was only Marlowe. And Peter could easily take one mer.

"What are you on about?!" His tone was defensive at first but once the words had left his mouth, his mind had caught on. "Oh, right." He chuckled at his own foolishness, gesturing down to the dried blood covering his skin in intricate symbols, "This."

He rubbed a hand through his curls, staining red hair redder, and grinned, unabashed, "Some of the small folk were doing a ritual and invited me to join in."

@lowetyde

[outoftheirdifferences]

What shatters you?

exhaustion.

you have tried to be Atlas for far too long. your legs tremble and shoulders creak beneath the weight of the world you carry. every step forward is a battle, yet you soldier on... for what? when will you learn that you are allowed to lower your heavy burdens?

betrayal.

you are so tired of giving your trust away, only to have it thrown back in your face... your heart has been broken, again and again, by those you've mistakenly believed in. "perhaps this time will be different", you say. my dear, it won't. your heart is too gullible for the cruel world around you

Tagged by: @talesofourworlds​

Tagging: Whoever wants to!

[psychokineticstarlight]

@villains4hire said: 🐹

Send 🐹 for “You? Intimidating? Hell no.”

ooc:

omg I'm glad I don't intimidate you <3

I'm really just existing here, writing for fun, doing what we're all doing and (hopefully) enjoying our experiences.

[schwarzwaldcr]

❣️in the form of a teasingly leaning in and making protracted kissing sounds (he's def expecting her to reject but you can do whatever you want ofc)

❣️ for a kiss to a specific spot || Accepting

She should be used to the fluffy cretin by now. God knows she's known him for long enough. And yet, she's of the opinion that he manages to surprise her with his sheer audacity every time she sees him.

Though he hasn't quite been this bold before, of that she'll admit. Usually, he keeps his flirts on his own side of the bar counter, so to speak. She is loathe to admit to herself that it's still a surprise she ticks on his radar, even for his playful nature. Most men are turned off by women taller than they are, much less one of her particular posturing.

Than again, Carlos is ... well, he's Carlos. Thinking back on other times, he's never been very guarded when it comes to emotions or knowing what he likes. Honestly, she's kind of jealous of that.

For now though, she'll stare him in the eye with that sharp glowing gaze of hers, her lips screwed up to one side almost thoughtfully. There are worse people than Carlos out there, she reasons. Despite him looking like a duck that got hit with an idiot stick right now. Or maybe it's an idiot hit with a duck stick. Does that even make sense?

She brushes off the rambling train of thought to re-center herself in the moment and she sighs at what she's come back to. A fluid motion, a shrug of her shoulders with just the tiniest puff of air.

"Really."

It's flat-toned observation, but there is the tiniest lilting quirk of amusement underneath the monotone.

"Alright, casanova, you win."

There's an air of fondness present in her voice. The quirk of a corner of her lips upward as she gently cups his chin and tilts his head upward to properly make eye contact, leaning forward slowly and planting her lips...

...on the bridge of his nose. It's what you get for being adorably obnoxious...

A gentle brush, a quick peck. That mischievous low chuckle as she lets him go and backs herself up to reaffirm her mental list of chores and tasks for today. Including checking off the hope that she has flustered the menace to society enough to make him stop mimicking what's for dinner.

@ubcs

[atdutiesend]

♡ for grim.

{ Pre-Established Relationships Meme | Accepting }

Bold for definitely, italics for maybe

I want our muses to be: friends | ex-friends | rivals | rivals with sexual/romantic tension | enemies | enemies with sexual/romantic tension | lovers | ex-lovers | partners/coworkers | pen pals/internet friends | friends with benefits | soulmates

Our muses met: as children | as teenagers | as adults | just recently

(for romance) Our muses’ relationship is: still exciting and lively | stable | starting to feel awkward | in jeopardy | romantic, but the sexual attraction is fading | sexual, but the romantic attraction is fading | toxic and self-destructive | unrequited, with my muse pining after yours | unrequited, with your muse pining after mine | determined by fate

(for rivals) Our muses’ relationship is: awkward | fiery | friendly | petty | mostly for show | losing its spark | starting to develop into something more | one-sided, with my muse considering yours a rival | one-sided, with your muse considering mine a rival | determined by fate

(for enemies) Our muses’ relationship is: dangerous to themselves | dangerous to others | based on family matters | based on professional matters | based on lies/misunderstandings | unpredictable | passionate | nothing personal at first, but changes with time | determined by fate

(for friends) Our muses’ relationship is: stable | sickeningly sweet | the kind of close friendship that makes others jealous | falling apart | based on shared interests | based on circumstance (like school or work) | based on family ties | developing into something more (romantic/sexual) | developing into something more (antagonistic) | determined by fate

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[aintashes]

@overclocks' tony said: ‘ would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time? ’

there aren't many secure places to set up camp in what's left of new york city. though they are slow to make their way through the sprawling boroughs, walkers still amble about and pile up in alleys and dark corners. crumbling infrastructure and uncertain gouges in the streets have made for a tumultuous journey that daryl has been tempted to give up on more than once. making a temporary shelter in the abandoned bones of a multi-story building is the best he can do.

at the very least, it gets him off the street and out of the immediate view of both the dead and any other survivors. he could have made his way up to a higher floor, but he decided to settle on the second despite its proximity to the outside: if he's honest, he doesn't trust the way some of these buildings lean and moan, and if he needs to make a quick escape for any reason he'd rather take a fall from a second-story window than anything higher up.

what he doesn't expect to deal with when he returns to his basecamp is a somewhat familiar face— the man from not so long ago, the one who was desperately pulling materials from rusted cars, stands amongst daryl's things.

he looks him up and down, surveying the scene with a critical eye. tony's intrusion into his space leaves him with more questions than answers.

‘ am i supposed to believe anything comin' outta your mouth? ’ he asks gruffly, but he makes no move toward hostility. his crossbow remains snug against his back, gun holstered, knives sheathed. maybe the guy's just hungry. ‘ you followin' me, man?... f'you needed somethin', you could'a just asked. don't gotta root through my shit, or whatever the hell you're doin'. ’

[heartlcssboy]

“They just collapsed ..... right in front of me." The words taste funny as they leave his mouth, almost as if they're not real, like he and the Boys are just playing pretend. Nate--recently christened "Bandit"--continues, unsure, "What do we do?

Peter had to stop abruptly, his laughter cut short, to keep from slamming into Bandit. He was about to tell the boy off for stopping like that and getting in his way when he saw the crumpled Lost Boy on the forest's floor.

What do we do? Peter's eyebrows knitted together in apparent confusion. It was always so striking just how strange people were about death. He couldn't understand it, but then death wasn't for him so maybe he wasn't meant to....or perhaps people were just silly and wanted to make a bigger deal out of something for the fun of it. Peter didn't find it much fun. It was cumbersome really.

"Nothing," Peter said with a shrug and began his trek again, walking carelessly around the body. Why should they do anything at all? The island would feast on the body and take care of the mess for them. It'd take a while, sure, but, he had far better things to focus his energy on than someone who'd made the poor decision to get sick and die. It was a relief that the sickness had finally taken them though. Peter hated when the Lost Boys got sick.

He turned back to look at Bandit and, begrudgingly, added, "Bones will see to it." Which was probably true. If word got back to Bones anyway. Then with a large grin he insisted, "Now, come on, let's go! We're nearly there!"