#rcwrittcndcstiny

[tragicies-a]

maybe  names  weren’t  her  strong  point  in  every  situation  but  she  knew  names .    names  were  easy !     they  hardly  ever  changed .    even  if  they  did  it  was  typically  only  once .    faces  changed  all  the  time ,  though !    this  one  looked  familiar  enough ,  though ,  which  is  why  she  squinted .    the  concept  of  a  polite  amount  of  staring  time  never  really  meant  much  to  her  so  she  wasn’t  shy  about  it  either .    eventually ,  after  scrunching  her  nose  &   getting  beside  the  woman ,  she  straightens .             ❝     i  know  we’ve  met  before .    ❞            absolutely  sure .     no  question .        ❝     a  party ,  maybe ?    i’m  getting  ball  gown  vibes .    what’s  your  name  again ?    ❞

closed starter    /    @rcwrittcndcstiny​ ,  gwen .

[heldpeace]

“   agent –– agent morgan, right ?   ”     lila had seen him a couple of times at the rail yard tap, but she hadn’t been able to place him before. he’d just been familiar.      how many bau agents were in woodshore ?      as far as she knew there was one missing person and an animal killing; didn’t really seem to warrant the fbi, in her opinion. –– even so, she’d learned the hard way too many times that not everything was as it seemed.     “   you worked on my case in los angeles . . . with agent gideon and spence –– dr. reid ?   ”     //     @rcwrittcndcstiny​

[fcbula]

CLOSED STARTER for @rcwrittcndcstiny​ | Alice & Anyone

“Mae West once said,  you only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.” Alice mused to the person next to her, not really minding her words or their implications. “Sometimes I feel like I’ve lived a dozen lifetimes in my short twenty years. Strange, isn’t it?”

[svnflcwcrs]

“OF ALL THE GIN-JOINTS IN TOWN---- i never expected to find weevil in one of ‘em !!” excitement came after a slight laugh. petite form stood at the door, admiring her friend, who was looking, much, much younger. which was blowing her freakin’ mind - how could weevil be younger, he still had that LOOK. young, wide-eyed --- excited for something more. not self-destruction and drinking wine until you passed out. wow, veronica’s life was sad. 

“buddy, i didn’t know you were going to be here !!” all of this was easy, pretend that nothing was wrong, veronica thought it was a piece of cake. her poker-face was always hidden underneath another equally uncrackable mask, no one could get in - only veronica TRULY knew how she felt. 

“i don’t look a day over FORTY !!” showing off her older features, still laughing. “how is this possible ?? i’m basically your wine aunt now, my friend !!”

( closed starter for veronica & weevil ) / @rcwrittcndcstiny​

[ofalchemist]

    “see, this one right here will stick anyone in their place.” waving a small ball filled with a pink liquid, a small ( mischievous ) grin brightened up his features. “simple really, when you have the right ingredients. here, i’ll even show you how awesome it works. ruddiger.” glancing over at the raccoon, he gave a small little wave for ruddiger to move back just a little bit further. “i actually made this specifically to stop some of the wild life from getting into my lab, but it has a lot of other useful needs.” giving the ball a toss towards his pet raccoon, it exploded into pink gas before finally revealing ruddiger trapped within a pile of pink goo. “you can’t escape it unless you use my other compound. neat trick, huh??” 

@rcwrittcndcstiny​ ( luke )

[surrexcrunt]

@rcwrittcndcstiny -- for any muse!

“Ghosts?  Nah, there’s gotta be another explanation,” Rose said with a shake of her head.  “Something completely normal, like the wind or a trick of the light or... something.”

[imagincation]

‘ i’m trying so hard and it’s all just for you . ’ - you know

Eyebrows furrow together as she takes a step forward and glares up at him. “Just for me? Luke, you still have other people who care for you, and yes, that does mean that I actually do still care for you despite how incredibly frustrating you are!” She states and takes in a deep breath. “Well you don’t seem to be trying hard enough with you refusing to believe me when I’m only telling you the truth!”

[ardenthearts]

closed starter // @rcwrittcndcstiny

  drizzle slowly dropped from the sky, the ground yet to be aware of the storm yet to come; if there was one. the slayer had been forced to participate ( slay ) in multiple rainstorms, earthquakes, gosh you name it. one might think nothing would have surprised the blonde haired woman, but alas, something always did. she was still human, after all. the humanity inside which led buffy to want to seek normalcy ( as she once did ) needing a desperate break from all of the pressure of being who she is. an only downside to this predicament was not being able to check on her sister. she could only image the trouble little sis would get into if the idea of the gang watching her didn’t set some comfort. maybe they’d appear too ?? it was a hope. “ following people isn’t exactly a kind gesture. “ she said, stopping in her tracks after sensing a presence. “ actually, it’s not a gesture at all. “ aside from a creepy one; preparing to grab something from the inside of her jacket. after everything, it was hard to put a trusting hand forward. 

[immortalxlongings]

@rcwrittcndcstiny | starter from romeo montague.

        “ HMM? ” falling asleep in a public place wasn’t usual in any of the lives or places romeo had lived in thus far, yet he couldn’t help it. all that had happened in recent days had caused him to be on edge, not wishing to sleep for fearing something terrible would happen or harm would come to the woman bearing the face of his beloved, and so there he was; falling asleep in a busy cafe, only to be woken by passing footsteps. “ MM! i am sorry, i do not usually sleep in such places ... do you need somewhere to sit? this seat is not taken. ”

[spcllbovnds]

@rcwrittcndcstiny​ --> amy to anyone 

amy MISSED parties, and she MISSED her sisters, and she missed feeling as though her life wasn’t just strung together by a medley of uncertainty. she’d dressed up her hair in a ribbon for old time’s sake, worn a plaid dress. it did look as though she’d stepped out of another time, and in ways... she had. so now... the girl just needed to be seen. amy took to the town, stopping someone along the sidewalk to inquire, “do you know of a party to attend? any party! one, preferably, where dresses are required, but it needn’t be fancy. although fancy would be preferable. and preferable, too, would be men in silks.”

[tragicies-a]

the  marble  floors .    towering  columns .     sleek  design .     the  interior  of  the  gala  gave  him  fond  memories .            ❝    reminds  me  of  a  museum  in  here .     honestly ,  i  haven’t  felt  so  at  home  until  just  now .   ❞              egypt ,  his  kingdom ,  would  always  be  his  first  home  but  the  museum  came  as  a  close  second .    he  runs  a  finger  across  the  marble ,  smiling .           ❝    parties  we  had  there  were  a  lot  more  exciting  than  this ,  though .   ❞

closed  starter    /    @rcwrittcndcstiny​ ,  anyone 

[eideticos]

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲  𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲  𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞  𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨  𝐝𝐨  𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡  𝐡𝐢𝐦 !            spencer  was  going  to  be  investigating  a  person  named  chris  halliwell  &  he  was  out  past  the     mandated  curfew.       he  tried  to  find  some  more  information  about  chris  but  there  wasn’t  anything  in  the  system ,  so  he  was  a  first  time  offender.    he  stood  in  front  of the  two - way  glass ,  arms  crossed ,  watching  chris  to  see  what  he  would  do.    there  was  nothing  about  his  body  language  that  seemed  to  be  that  he  was  nervous      ---      then  again ,     they  never  really  are  until  you  get  them  talking.       with  a  tilt  of  his  head ,  his  eyes  narrowed  slight  &  he  turned  back  to  look  at  the  other  policemen  &  agents  that  were  working  on  the  case.    he  should’ve  told  someone  that  he  was  going  in  but  he  didn’t.         ever  the  rule  breaker.

spencer  walked  in ,  closing  the  door  behind  him ,  &  kept  his  face  neutral.                              ❝     good  morning ,  i’m  special  agent  doctor  spencer  reid  with  the  fbi.    can  i  get  you  anything  before  we  begin ?      ❞                              he  asked ,  shoving  his  hands  in  his  front  pockets.

closed  starter.          »                  @rcwrittcndcstiny​​          /           𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒   𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐖���𝐋𝐋

[heldpeace]

@rcwrittcndcstiny​   :   jyn

“  you  work  with  the  company  that  brought  this  stuff  in ?  ”     chloe  asks,  raising  a  brow.  it  seemed  the  only  plausible  explanation  for  why  he  was  working,  or  so  it  looked  like,  on  one  of  the  rides.     “   or  do  you  want  to  explain  to  me  what  you’re  doing ?  ”

[fcbula]

silena & luke | starter for @rcwrittcndcstiny​

A bitter pool of anger built up inside her when her gaze found Luke standing not too far from where she was standing. Was this town just a big ol’ screw you to Silena? With old regrets and mistakes lurking around every corner? She huffed through her nose and clenched her teeth tight. She wished she could just blame everything on him - Charles’ death, the titans, the war, everything but she couldn’t. She too had played a role in the suffering of their loved ones. If only she could’ve been smarter, less selfish, things might have been different.

A million thoughts ran through her head at once as she walked up to Luke. Fists clenched, eyes fuming, she stared at him, unsure what to say. “You...” She began but stopped. Letting out a sigh, she tried to calm herself down. She didn’t know what to say - if there was anything to say - she just needed the confrontation, “I wish I could hate you,” The words escaped her lips in a whisper, her breath shaky as she spoke. “I wish I could blame it all on you,” She looked away, suddenly unable to meet his gaze, “I wish...” A pause. “I wish I never met you.”

[sarahsjdks]

“  HE  STABBED  ME  FIRST !!  ” - Chris @ Prue

meme day - not accepting !!

PRUE LOOKED AT HER NEPHEW CONFUSED AT WHY THAT WAS HIS DEFENSE and shook her head. the brunette took a deep breath and made sure there were no major injuries on him, before looking back up at him. ❝ did you ever think that maybe, just maybe- you could resolve whatever the issue was without stabbing him back? ❞ she sighed running her fingers through her hair and pacing around the room. ❝ we aren’t back home chris! why didn’t you just orb out of there! you can’t go around stabbing people! without a good excuse at least. ❞

[svnflcwcrs]

( sent with a pair of fuzzy black cuffs ) Vee, you're still hot for an old lady. If you ever need backup, you've got me. If you have another use for those cuffs, let me know. Weevil ( @rcwrittcndcstiny​ )

WASN’T THIS GOING TO LOOK C U T E with her old friend, sparky. or sparky junior, her old sparky boy kicked the bucket a few years ago. veronica laughed her head off for a moment before pulling out her phone to shoot of a text to weevil, not sure if he had the same number or if it would EVEN SEND. 

[text from veronica mars to weevil navarro] weevil, what have you been up to while i’ve been away? also, hey - who you callin’ old lady? you know i have a taser, right? your ol’ gal still got it! now, where did you get these handcuffs?

sending it right away, still trying to whip the color that was creeping up her cheeks.