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                    “ SO WHAT DO YOU THINK of your father? ”          the man in question has left the home to pick dinner up for all of them, for today is special: it’s their first family dinner. scully can’t help but to smile at her daughter.

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“There are only a few things in this world that SCARE me, Moira. Dying is ONE of them, yes, but it’s a tricky thing.”

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@nctionwevemade  /  MYKA

            Nikola glances around the burgeoning shelves curiously, cataloging the differences since his last encounter with the Warehouse. The place is horridly out of date, and he wonders when they’d last bothered to update well... anything. It’s no wonder that he’s been asked to repair the Tesla Coil himself.             When footsteps stop behind him he turns from his view, lips pulling into a self-assured smirk as he takes stock of the dark-haired agent who enters the cramped office space.             “ I take it you’re my escort, then? “

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saving will byers from that land of snot   &  destruction was probably the most important thing she’d ever done.   after the death of her sister, or what the newspapers classified as a death, she had given up hope that she was capable of saving anybody.    why had she joined the police force  ?   for the chance to do better, to be better.   joyce byers had given her that chance.   the kiss only lasted a moment, but it felt like a century to alex.   it was warm   &   slightly chapped, but wonderful all the same.   humming, she pulled away, but didn’t take her hands off of joyce’s cheeks.    ❝     i’m..   sorry.   i didn’t mean to make any assumptions.   feel free to slap me if i was out of line.    ❞

JOYCE BYERS.   /    CONT. 

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“Yes.” She paused, “On my earth Oliver died on the Gambit, Robert lived.”

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"Aunt Astra? When did you first know you were um... interested in women?" { BC ASTRA HELPING BBY BI KARA KBYE }

“I... it’s something that your mother and I used to discuss when we were growing up. We both realized that gender didn’t matter to us, so long as we felt we could trust our partner. When I came to Earth, I found women to be a much safer option as well. Not that it matters. Gender was always much more fluid on Krypton as well.” 

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“Jo shh the kids will wake up..”

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( @nctionwevemade ;; out tonight-- rent )

          ‘let’s find a bar so DARK we forget who we are.’

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nctionwevemade replied to your post: Starter Call

;; i’m adding clarke over here so feel free to throw any of them at her, o, or lexa

Can I do all three? though the Clarke one is probably goign to hurt

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Send ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) to walk in on my muse changing their clothes

The building was mostly empty so late at night. Only Cat remained on the last floor, preparing herself for a gala she clearly didn't want to attend but had to. When she got outside her private bathroom, she found herself standing half-naked in front of the former assistant.

"Hm? Oh, Kara, you're still here? How convenient. Since you're there, wasting your time gaping like a fish out of the water, can you help me?" She turned around showing her exposed back to her, zip open down to her waist.

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Reunited in Idris | Jocelyn

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Clary looked around the waiting room of the council building as she sighed. She knew her coming here wasn’t sanctioned but she had to …For everything.  Jace, everybody.  And for her to be shut out …And then the attack declaration from her father…Everyone was scared.  Admitted…So was she.

She heard that her name was called and that she was needed in the room again.  “Alright"She said as she then saw another figure had arrived while she was in the waiting area.  It was her mom…No …Her mother was back in Brooklyn in acoma

"This…What sort of trick is this"She asked as she knew one thing that her mother was a shadow hunter. But her mother wasn’t that type of personality.   It just wasn’t her.   Seeing her in shadow hunter garb was new to her to.Then again…She was also in Amatis’s shadow hunter gear…which was something she now knew her mother never wanted for her

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“Mom---”

A knock on the door to her bedroom and a peek inside before entering in a simple t-shirt and sweatpants. Oliver ran a hand down his face and he let out a quiet sigh before sinking down one of the couches near the bed. He had to keep reminding himself he wasn’t on the island anymore, that he had people he loved to help him yet still didn’t trust any of them enough to tell them what really happened during those five years.

“I can’t sleep.”

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She knows they shouldn't, that things between them have changed, that she shouldn't want this anymore. She also knows there's a chance Rhea will reject her. Honestly, Alura wouldn't blame her. But she has to try. She has to try because even after all they've been through, part of her heart still burns for this woman. So she steps forward and, promptly forgetting whatever it is they've been arguing about, kisses the other fully and passionately.

The level of rage she sought to unleash , it was unable to be PROPERLY described in the heat of the moment when --- not only had she laid eyes on a GHOST OF HER PAST , but to be approached by her ... kissed by her ... she felt as though she was going to IMPLODE from the inside out . Nails sink into the warm flesh of her palms , creating tiny crescent moons that almost draw blood ( kryptonian poison ) , but Rhea forced herself to restrain herself JUST ENOUGH . She didn’t know what she was more angry about --- the fact that she was alive , that she had to see HER again after their last conversation all those years ago , or that she was still so bothered by Alura , still ...           How good this warmth felt , how the taste of sweet memory poured through her being without resistance ... and she was WELCOMING it . 

Tears pricked her eyes as hands immediately rush to rest on Alura’s shoulders , knocking her back with one FORCEFUL push . “ You have --- ” kiss-swollen lips spoke with a faint quiver , a tone that was on the BRINK of teetering between regality and anguish cracked within her words , “ NO RIGHT to even lay a hand on me . Not after what you said last , ALURA ZOR-EL . Not ---” Another rattle of her voice , a clear sign of her fractured heart tearing apart further , “ NOT AFTER WHAT YOU DID . ”

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accent!!!!

If I get ten “accents” I’ll record myself saying all this!

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a tragedy like will byers’ death would surely leave the mother of the boy shaken up a bit.   alex couldn’t exactly relate, but she could do her best to listen to the things she was saying  ;   the things everyone else were ignoring.   gently, she stepped onto joyce’s front porch, knocking slowly on the door.   the agent had heard rumors of the woman   &   how she’d strung christmas lights up in her house to try   &   communicate with her dead son   -----    who she didn’t really believe was dead.    when the door opened, alex painted a small, genuine smile on her lips in greeting.    ❝     ms. byers  ?   my name is alex.   i was wondering if i could have a minute of time.   ❞

JOYCE BYERS.    /    here u go, a random thing.