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@misfitpuzzlepieces gets a semi-plotted starter
DATING OR, HEAVENS, BEING IN A RELATIONSHIP IS A FUNDAMENTALLY HUMAN EXPERIENCE. Castiel can't help but crave that part of mankind ever since he's been human himself. It didn't work out during that time (except for that one time he thought his boss Nora asked him on a date, a moment in his life he's still absolutely ashamed of), and now he doesn't know where to start. How do you obtain a date? He tried to flirt with some women and a handful of men in bars but never had much luck. Sam suggested something called speed dating and even helped find such an event.
Now, Castiel is at a cozy little café with a group of other 'speed-daters' and Castiel is pleased to see that the name says it all: while the women remain seated, the men get up after 3 minutes of dating (? Or simply talking?) and move on to the next woman on a different table. A little gong indicates the end of the 3 minutes. That's very efficient. Saying goodbye to Miranda, who has 3 cats and a fear of great heights, Castiel gets up and walks to the next table. "Hello," he says to the blond woman. She has very nice green eyes. "My name is Castiel."
#misfitpuzzlepieces#misfitpuzzlepieces: nadya#( v: undetermined )#(speed-dating is also blind dating right)
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[ @misfitpuzzlepieces, DON'T COME FOR ME. SHE'S ONLY TRYING TO HAVE FUN. her job is high stress & she's a single mom. ]
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@misfitpuzzlepieces wanted a one liner
"Where do you think you're off to?"
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@misfitpuzzlepieces | continued from here.
This was too much energy for this time in the morning, but Rory couldn't say he was surprised. He rubbed his face wearily, hiding the bemused tilt to his mouth behind his hand until he could adopt an expression that was a lot more disapproving. "That's not a good thing, Doctor. Sleep is important. Sleep keeps us from making mistakes because we're running on fumes and caffeine and suddenly, you're giving a patient the wrong meds and almost poisoning them instead of healing them." A specific example that has happened to at least three of his colleagues at the hospital. It was why he had a speech for it. Or had, before his own sleep had gotten disturbed by memories and nightmares and what could have beens. It would have made him a hypocrite to use it now. "Was going to get a bit of warm milk, actually. You want some?"
#verse; all of time and space#misfitpuzzlepieces#rp; rory williams#rp; eleventh doctor#;ic post#;para post
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cont. ; @misfitpuzzlepieces
"Yeah, right." absently, under her breath as she starts slowly descending a staircase, almost flush against the wall because (as usual) she's got no idea what they're walking into --- only that two notorious hunters have already disappeared going after these things, "Foreplay's not really my thing." In a way that sounds like she might not believe it's real. Just a fairy story people tell themselves, but entirely made up. Like the tooth fairy.
This job is shaping up to be a bitch. Sounded like Hyena people but the more she read up, the more Skinwalkers started to sound like the culprit but she's not here to suss out the ins and outs of the lore. Just hopes they come out of this with the missing hunters. She mumbles before they hit the first landing, "How do you feel about whipped cr- dude, whoa. Back up..." because there's a hushed conversation behind that landing door and Faith's horn-doggery will have to wait.
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( @misfitpuzzlepieces )
Maybe she's a little tipsy. Okay, she's not. Bourbon doesn't affect her nearly as much as it may others, but it's always a good excuse if she'd rejected. And hopefully she won't be rejected because Lou's felt maybe a little something between them ( maybe? ), so here goes nothing...
"It's my birthday and I only want one thing..."
Shirt's coming off. No stopping the come-on now.
#misfitpuzzlepieces#( misfitpuzzlepieces: wade )#( ic. / && closed starter. )#( verse. / && got a curse i cannot lift. )#( lksdjflksjdflksjdflkjsdf )
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“People always talk about going out and finding something special-” Tim wasn’t really sure why he felt the need to say something, but he hadn’t been this happy in such a long time. “But maybe the truth is that we don’t have to look that hard.” Reaching down, he held onto her hand as he took a moment to remind himself that this was real. She was really his, and he was really hers.
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misfitpuzzlepieces answered:
The crow’s feet pinched together at the corners of his eyes, brow furrowed as he worked through the wave of pain that was making its way through his leg. “I could’ve done this myself,” which wasn’t a lie. He could have, but it wouldn’t have been as tight or probably neat as what she was managing. “Thank you.”
The rigid texture of the gauze is not as unfamiliar to the socialite as she pretends that it is. Alfred has had plenty of excuses to plaster it to her own form when her night excursions went awry.
"Why do it yourself, when you can have the assistance of another?" Wayne softly challenges. "May I ask who came after you?" She presses. Surely, the FBI agent and Author was capable of finding that out on his own. Still, she can not help but wish to assist.
Then, after a moment of considerbale wavering, Wayne speaks again. "I - may have some technology that could help find the -- perpetrator." She stoically adds, her deep oaken orbs peer up iinto his. "That is, if you wish for further assistance." Truth is, she planned to pay his enemies a visit anyways. Any one of Commisioner Gordon's friends was ally of her's wether or not they knew of her own TRUE identity.
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Closed starter for @misfitpuzzlepieces (Ella)
Chloe grit her teeth as she tried to tune out Lucifer's voice as he regaled Ella with another story of one of his sexcapades with Eve while she worked. Most of the time, she was able to avoid it, but unfortunately, they decided to talk about it AT HER DESK. Lucifer perched on her desk talking about aquarium sex with Eve who had snuck him in after hours and Ella in Lucifer's usual seat hanging on his every word.
"And Eve did this thing with a conch shell," Lucifer was saying, twisting his arm and hand like he was turning a door knob. "It was very creative. I'll draw you a diagram." Okay, this had to stop. Chloe could barely handle hearing about it, but drawing a diagram? No. Too far. She blocked his hand with her own as he reached for one of her pens. "No," she deadpanned. "We're good. We get it. I feel like I am right there with you."
Chloe realized that she said the last sentence with a tad of irritation in her voice. She didn't mean to, but it would definitely go over Lucifer's head. At least, she thought it would because that's what would usually happen. She'd say something sarcastic and he'd ignore it or take it literally, but this time it seemed like he heard it and he seemed concerned. "Detective, when you said you were fine with hearing about my romantic life with Eve....." NOW you understand me!? She snapped, silently.
"Still am," she answered, her voice dripping with frustration and sarcasm. "Super fine. Fine with the aquarium story. Fine with the vat of melted chocolate story with the boning of the entire cast of Cirque du Soleis story-" She was interrupted by Lucifer chuckling. "It's true," he said to Ella. "And I- personally, I can't get enough because it's awesome," Chloe continued, even more irritated by Lucifer's interjection and not bothering to hide it. "But, right now, I am trying to concentrate."
She was grateful when Joan, a Rookie, showed up pointing out that Lucifer had brought donuts. Apparently, he'd brought them for the Monday morning meeting where they were being shown the tutorial for the new computer system only to find out that it was Wednesday and he'd missed it. But, it was probably for the best. Lord- Lucifer's dad- knows what kind of pictures he'd upload or if he decided to live stream one of his sex parties.
As if things couldn't get any worse, Lucifer had to take Joan's donut AWAY from her because he'd accidentally picked up a box of "Candy Dandy Rave" donuts instead of regular glazed ones. Chloe fought the urge to facepalm. Lucifer NEVER slipped up like this, let alone in under ten minutes. But, she knew that he didn't mean to. He wouldn't be here if he didn't want to and he seemed upset about missing the meeting. Maybe if she had him work with her on something they usually did together before.....everything. Before Eve. Before Kinley. Before she saw his face.
"Lucifer, if you would really like to help, we could get into these case files," she offered. "Why don't we do that?" And that's when his phone buzzed. It was Eve. Had to be. "Oh, um, I would love to, Detective," he said, looking at his phone. "But, I'm gonna have to raincheck. Promised Eve I'd be home in time for the Naughty Raffle."
Chloe shook her head as Lucifer left. Every time Eve called or texted, he always went running. After the siege at Lux, he'd said that he still wanted to be partners, but for the past eight months, it felt like he only dropped in to say hello and talk about his sexcapades with Eve. He'd always gone on about his partying and sex exploits, but he was also dedicated to the job, to their partnership. Now.....
She noticed Ella out of the corner of her eye still sitting in Lucifer's chair. She could feel her staring at her. She'd come over BEFORE Lucifer showed up. Or was it at the same time? She didn't remember, but either way, Ella was still here and she didn't deserve the cold shoulder, let alone the same hostile treatment she gave Lucifer. "You got anything for me Ella?" she asked in a calm and friendly tone.
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"What happened?" {{Gordon... duh}}
"Minor disagreement involving an immovable object and my face, no big deal," Rae quipped with a smile, wincing as she felt the skin tug at split in her lip. Annoyance crossed her face soon after as the wince had done the same to the cut at the outer edge of her eyebrow. "Honestly, it looks way worse than it is. Dude wasn't even mad enough to give me a concussion...if anything, I'm mildly disappointed."
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“I have a super power. It’s called, my head never hits the ceiling.” (from Ella)
"If that's your superpower then your kryptonite must be high shelves."
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@misfitpuzzlepieces in response to disbelief
OH, THOSE SWEET TIMES BACK WHEN HUMANS FELL TO THEIR KNEES AND STARTED TO PRAY. Instead of calling Castiel crazy or, indeed, trying to punch him. (Or shoot him or stab him like Dean did when Castiel entered the barn in a display of angel powers.) "I am not on any substances if that's what you're referring to," he says, feeling his patience dwindle. "The apocalypse is nigh. Lucifer will roam the earth if we can't stop the demons from breaking the seals. We have reason to believe this fire station might be one of the seals."
#misfitpuzzlepieces#misfitpuzzlepieces: juddy#( v: post apocalypse )#(Judd pls believe this friendly man)
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give these people some love! and here have mine!
// man i have so many awesome people on my dash on the daily. like. i can't believe how awesome it is to have the friendships i've made since i wandered back to the supernatural fandom and attempted this dork. today all the comments in the tags as people reblogged that promo legit choked me up more than once and just brightened my day! plus the words of encouragement i get from so many of you and the amazing writing and partnerships and the love?? is EVERYTHING! so here! have some people who deserve the world and make mine better for being part of it!
i'm gonna do these more often. cause y'all deserve the bestest. and hello new people! my weekends can get kinda wonky but i' hope we can do stuff and get to know each other! hi! again!
@qapsiel , @murderdeals , @singersalvaged , @snnynatural , @hostiae , @ghstfacr (and so many other bloggos!) , @imundus , @fireheld , @awkwardcourage , @misfitpuzzlepieces (and their lil spiderweb of blogs!), @sookiestackhcuse , @sheldoney , @huntrcsss , @loyaltyfallen , @loyaltyguided , @loyaltylanced , @legacywritten , @crookedredemption , @lcstinfantasy , && so so fraeking many more. i could go on forever. but i'll save some for later. just thanks for being so supportive and letting me be lucky enough to be in the same orbit as ya. xoxo
#love youuuuuuuu all. mwa mwa!#my heart is warm#i am an emotional bean tonight.#it happens. :X#a wise man once told me. family don't end in blood. (promo)#ooc; one from the salt circle
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❛ god , shut up and fuck me already ! ❜
And, see, that's just a weird way to react to watching a woman pick a lock. Par for the course for Wade, though. The guy would crack a joke at a funeral. Hell, he'd probably crack a joke at his own. Normally, that's a good thing. Nobody likes Reed Richards for a reason --- the world is serious enough, sometimes you've just gotta say something silly but now is not the time for his nonsense. She turns to him and in a voice louder than she means, "Would you focus! Dude, time is kinda of the essence, here. If there was ever a moment when I needed you to not be Deadpool for, like, five minutes." she takes a cleansing breath. He doesn't mean anything by it but every now and fucking then, "Sorry. Just. Save the crackin' wise for after we beat their asses, okay?" she opens the door and motions through it with a nod, "C'mon." only, she pauses before she slips through the door to add, "Also, ask me that later. There might be a toy surprise."
@misfitpuzzlepieces ; sinslay things ; accepting
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“Can I put you on my to-do list?” | @misfitpuzzlepieces
Had she been drinking? Yes. Had she imbibed a bit more than she should have? Always, but Lou's still not drunk and certainly not sloppy enough to just jump on Wade as a way of calling his bluff, though when she imagines the noise that would probably come out of him...
In her soft buzz, Lou snorts, shakes her head, almost acts as if she'll dismiss him as she has before, but instead takes another sip from the glass in her head and appraises him with a quick glance up and down his body.
"Depends. How long do you got to accomplish your goals...?"
( A LITTLE BIT SAUCY. | accepting! )
#misfitpuzzlepieces#( misfitpuzzlepieces: wade )#( ic. / && answered. )#( verse. / && got a curse i cannot lift. )#( *winks* )
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ㅤㅤ𝓘t was definitely a strange phenomenon that she couldn't really shake from her memory. There were too many things that linked up and were left a mystery. Hearing other peoples accounts of seeing things, made her wish that she could someday see her own account of the strange things going on in the woods. Would she be terrified, amazed, or baffled? Someday she would get there. ❝Yeah, I agree. I don't think they're biblical but an undiscovered creature. Keep in mind, we're still discovering things around the world all the time. So, something that's just extremely good at the biggest game of hide and seek isn't too far off.❞
She drank her smoothie while listening, nodding in all the right places because she was honestly enthralled with the idea that people had such a complicated theory that she had somehow not heard before. "Fascinating," she licked her lips to clear away any leftover smoothie, then bit her bottom lip lightly in thought. "I don't know that I, personally, would associate them with anything biblical. I'm more of the mind that they're some undiscovered beast that's really good at staying hidden. But I have always thought it was interesting when I see videos that appear to show one just full-on vanishing after passing behind a tree or something." She of course had her own theories on that, but hearing this new one definitely gave her more to think about.
"Mm, the government has definitely found significant evidence of them." She stated plainly. "There's no way they haven't, the way the swoop in any time someone publicly announces they've seen one or shows a video they took."
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