#pcraspcra

[musicallyprcmiscuous]

@pcraspcra liked for a rachel berry starter !!

"this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, quinn." there's a quick pause as she holds out some sheet music. "it's not every day that you get the chance to sing with me."

[ofgunsandlipstick]

@pcraspcra gets a starter

She hasn't had a day this hectic in quite some time. She's got four meetings that are all but back to back, along with reports of strange readings in the desert and now the possibility of an infiltration?

Peggy would scream, but she supposed that would be frowned upon. After yet another infuriating interaction, she goes to hide in her office for just a few moments of peace and quiet. Or at least she thinks.

She closes the door behind her with a sigh then looks up and nearly screams when there's a ghost in front of her. "Oh," she says, backing so her hand is on the door handle.

[boybreaded]

@pcraspcra said: I think I realized that I would rather die because I betrayed them, than live because I betrayed you. (From Katniss) { x }

He looks at her a bit in shock by her revelation, his eyes widening for a moment. Not for any bad reason, but Peeta was never sure what Katniss would ever say, it was exciting, but it also meant she took him off guard at times. Not tat he would complain. Some people you just couldn't predict, and who better to be unpredictable than Katniss Everdeen. It made the time he was with her an adventure he never wanted to end. "I'm just one person," he said, once again not equating is life to others, "Are you sure?"

[ghostbloomed]

“first, we’re going to dress that wound. then you’re going to tell me what—or who—gave it to you.” (hermione to micheal, ok but imagine hermione at hogwarts while the carrows were there??)

making it back — alive was a feat. by now he’s certain news of his capture was spread, especially amongst dumbledore’s army, only to be confirmed once he’s snuck back into the room of requirement. the markings on his wrists were much fainter than they were originally, having been shackled by the carrows, but the effects of the torture were PERMANENT. The school had surely gone downhill since their headmasters death, another war rising. it felt bleak, the only thing the student body had to lean on was each other ( at least those who were part of the. . . resistance. But he didn’t regret anything, and it wasn’t the first time he’d rebelled against it. it wouldn’t be the last. He was quite adamant in his refusal he couldn’t torture first years or anyone, even if he got tortured himself. “ I’m surprised longbottom didn’t tell you, “ he got out through his teeth, as he was in quite of bit of pain, lowering himself into one of the chairs as she questioned him.

he didn’t want anyone feeling . . . pity for him, especially when he didn’t do it to be heroic, he did it for those who didn’t really have their voice yet. it took a minute or so for him to collect his thoughts before he sighed. “ the carrows. they tortured me for not wanting to practice the cruciatus curse on first years. I only now just managed to get away. I reckon it won’t be long before they come looking for me. “

[goldshadowsarchive]

@pcraspcra / some silly little things.

" WOAH, WOAH, WOAH. " he hadn't come into work today with the intention of being attacked by captain america himself given the way he stormed into his lab. it honestly made him wonder what the hell was going on with s.h.i.e.l.d. now. harley swallows the lump in his throat but keeps his hands up - not wanting to antagonize himself any more. " i'm unarmed and i just got here. "

[luminescenc1e]

The wooden floors were cracked, there was grass fighting through it, and a thick layer of dust and dirt caking every imaginable surface. The old manor was abandoned, its inhabitants died over a decade ago, or longer, and no one claimed it after. A man lay before them, his hands and legs glued to the floor and his eyes wide and panicked as he stared above.

But he wasn’t looking at the ceiling, or the mold in the corners, he wasn’t looking at the broken glass in the tall windows or the spiderwebs that clung to corners of the room. He was looking at something that was not there.

“ And this appears to be a dead end, he doesn’t know anything of any importance. I didn’t think he did, but others disagreed. What should we do with him, Bella? Have any ideas? ” A low-level employee at the Ministry, a muggle-born. It was hardly unlikely that he would be useful, but perhaps it would not all be in vain. He could visit his flat, there were some ministry files there. A long shot, but it could be fruitful.

@pcraspcra liked the starter call / accepting!

[lovethcrn]

✉️ ➡ @pcraspcra (quinn fabray), what have you done to yourself?

suddenly, rachel is teletransported back to high school, feeling self-conscious about her fashion choices and uncomfortable in her own skin ― of course quinn fabray was the one to take away her newfound new york confidence. still, the brunette looks down at her outfit and twirls a strand of her, examining her appearance to pinpoint just what quinn was so horrified about. ❝ oh, this? it's just some highlights and a few new clothes kurt borrowed from vogue's archive ― there, it's called a makeover, and i thought it was a good idea. y'know, new city, new rachel. ❞ a gulp travels down her throat, giving away her nerves for quinn's stamp of approval, ❝ don't you like it? ❞

[shadowbrn]

❛  believe me, you weren't my first choice either.  ❜ (for Blaise from Hermione)

@pcraspcra. blaise can't help but roll his eyes when hermione speaks. he had no desire to hang around the girl, and yet ... here they were. he'd been trying to get away, and yet she kept finding him. this wasn't how things were supposed to go. things had to be somehow better than this. ❝ then why are you here? ❞ blaise asked, an eyebrow arched in the air, ❝ why don't you run off to find one of your little gryffindor pals and leave me alone? ❞

[mctherslove]

@pcraspcra liked for a starter !!

"bella, i'm bored. please tell me you have something more interesting for me to do other than finishing this boring potions essay. i don't know why we have to write essays for potions, but slughorn insists."

[heirceleste]

"Hey, why are you walking like that?" (for kel, from bucky)

kel takes a few more steps and drops down on the chair with a heavy sigh. “new shoes. it’s been ages since i’ve worn heels this skinny and this tall. i used to be able to run in them and now walking is hard,” she pouts. lokelani slips off the shoes and sinks further into the chair. “i never wanna walk again.”

@pcraspcra

[musicallyprcmiscuous]

“I’ve been taking care of myself for a long time. I don’t need your help, and I definitely don’t need your pity. Fuck off.” - @pcraspcra

"unfortunately for you, i'm the only one here, and i'm not leaving." there was a pause before she let out a soft sigh, sitting down next to him and folding her hands neatly in her lap. "i don't pity you. i think you have a lot going on -- and don't have anyone to talk to." she reaches up to flick a piece of her hair from her face, turning to face him. "i may talk a lot, but i can be a good listener. if you want to talk about it." there was another pause. "and if you don't talk, then that gives me permission to talk and i've been told i can be quite obnoxious if i'm left to do all the talking."

[ofgunsandlipstick]

@pcraspcra​ wanted a starter!

“Steven Grant Rogers!” Peggy exclaims with a loud, surprised laugh, jumping nearly a foot out of her skin as she unexpectedly feels his hands at her hips. “Make a noise next time!”

[sioraiocht]

~ @pcraspcra || [ celebration ] a joyful and exuberant kiss to celebrate an achievement or milestone (from Lily to James) ~

James drops his broom, an excited laugh bubbling out of him as he pushes through the crowd. It's a match that he's been stressing about, trying to juggle being Head Boy, studying and training. He's really tried this year and whilst it mightn't be much for some people, James is proud of himself. Hands grasp at him, trying to get his attention but he doesn't pay any heed, his eyes focusing solely on the flash of red hair at the edge of the crowd. Arms reach for her, hand tangling in her hair as their lips meet in an excited, heady kiss that's filled with months of pent up longing.

He doesn't know what they are. Doesn't know if she wants anything serious. All he knows is that he's been in love with Lily Evans for years and in that moment, he has to kiss her. She's seen the long nights spent studying, the early morning training - Outside of the Marauders she's been the only constant in his life. Hand lifts to tangle in her hair as they kiss, arm squeezing around her waist, holding her as close as he can possibly manage.

[unitedleader]

sender kisses receiver to say goodbye. (from quinn)

he didn’t know if she should’ve seen it coming or felt it, more like he just didn��t until he seen her and everything felt heavier than usual. The two had a lot of history between them, they had both been through so much together. Finn knew deep down that this was a goodbye. he’s just not really ready to hear those words. they’re too final. but he appreciates it much more than nothing at all, no closure. he would’ve resented it more if there was nothing to be said or done. he braced himself as he finally felt her lips against his ( she’s on her tip toes, he’s sure of it ) as his eyes closed tightly trying to prevent the inevitable tear from falling. it happened so briefly that he’s sure it’s the last time his lips would touch hers and hers, his.

he’s the one to pull back - even though she’s the one saying goodbye. he kept his head down, the back of his hand wiping at his face. “ I guess … this is it, huh? “ he said between a deep breath as he continued staring down at his feet.

[chiimaera]

POWER CAME IN MANY FORMS. those born with it held it in their souls, an energy that burned brighter with age or emotion. others had power handed to them, coursing through their veins like electricity through wires. the winder soldier was created from the inside and out, using the skin of a man to harbor a weapon. they didnt enjoy the soldiers pain, didnt take pleasure in his past. it was waste. why kill for another when @pcraspcra could spill blood for himself?

" what will you do when they find you? " they asked, wearing the body of a girl who had been buried in the town over. her clothes were dirty yet any marring that life had left behind on her had been healed anew by the entity inside. to the naked eye, she was alive and well . . . except for the still heart in her chest.

[goldshadowsarchive]

@pcraspcra / some silly little things

" hey, you're here ! " it sure has been a while since they've seen each other. it seemed like centuries ago that they've both been staying with the guardians - both after they had lost their respective homes. after asgard had found it's place on earth, kraglin and her had agreed it would be best for jami to stay in tønsberg. the girl missed their shenanigans but it was nice to have so many other kids around for once. a whole new experience for the ravager. this might have been the most normal she's felt in her whole life. whenever thor came to town, it was always a huge event. " i missed ya ! "