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Modern slice of life AU @soulxremains

Killian was excited for his move, he needed to take a break from the big city. Storybrooke was just perfect, a small quiet town just an hour from the main city. He had already acquired a very nice place online, paid in full. It was expensive to rent but well worth it, he couldn't wait to see it in person. He'd be meeting his landlord there to hand over the keys and show him the place. Mr. Gold, the influencer was interested to see what kind of man this was as they had done all of this through email.

The moving truck pulled up and he hopped out of the passenger side. Quickly spotting the fancy car and a man in a nice suit waiting just outside his new place. He waited for his landlord to step out and went over to greet him. "Mr. Gold? Pleasure to meet you in person~" The handsome young man said with charming smile as he offered his hand.

[booksofadventures-archived]

The Doctor was tinkering with something sat on the bench in the park. It was just frustrating that she still couldn't get a lock on her TARDIS. She had hoped the Master's TARDIS would have been some help but there had been one or two disagreements there.

So she had come across to the park near her current flat and was sat on the bench tinkering. It was the best thing she found to think and to just let her frustrations out productively.

It was a time into this tinkering that she felt someone else sit on the other side of the bench. Something that did break the thoughts of concentration for a moment.

"I wouldn't sit there I know it might not look like much but it ma---"

She paused her sentence when she saw who was sat there. Someone she didn't think she would see. Not for the lack of looking or wanting to see her. Considering who the woman was to her.

And in that moment the Doctor is just staring, unsure what to say - if River would even believe her if she said who she was.

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[ SHAVE ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap so they can carefully shave the last of the receiver's stubble from their face. - for Castiel from Meg - @soulxremains

Castiel has his hands resting low on Meg's back, his fingers trailing idle circles over her ample backside. "You're surprisingly good at not slitting a throat." He teased her.

[compelledcurator]

Hunting trips were always different from each other, even when hunting the same monster. This one was no exception, two weeks to find, plan and kill a ghost. Dean was alone this time and that's the excuse for taking his time and not that he was unprepared.

Several mistakes later and he was done, Ghost dealt with and he was in the mood for strong whiskey and good time. He noticed a local bar wasn't too far from his motel, he'd yet to go in and tonight was his to blow off steam.

He entered to some live music, a mix of country and rock. He wasn't appalled though it was exactly his taste either. Dean sat at the end of the bar and ordered himself a top shelf whiskey. The smooth alcoholic drink warmed his throat and released a smokey after taste.

Smiling to himself he felt good. He would never get the recognition all hunters deserved but he did his job and he did it well. He turned to face to band and take in the music, a handful of people had joined the dancefloor and everyone seemed in good spirits.

Especially the curvy Bruinette that kept catching his eye and stealing his focus. While Dean was generally unbothered about women, you can't have much of a dating life in this line of work anyway and he'd made his peace with that years ago. But tonight was his night off and come morning he'd be onto the next job in another town anyway, maybe tonight he could have a little fun.

With this in mind and a charming grin planted on his face, Dean ordered two more drinks and made his way over. No plan in mind, he was going to wing it and see if she's interested. Though he hoped she would be it wasn't going to kill his night if she wasn't, plenty more fish in the sea or whatever.

" Mind if I join " his tone was soft but full of alluring charm.

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Good boy. - from Meg - @soulxremains

"And why the hell are you calling me a good boy? I can assure you if I somehow helped you out that it was purely coincidental."

[normaltothemax]

Tumblr Text Prompts "Sorry I called you a fucking idiot, I was trying to flirt." - from River to Eleventh Doctor

The Doctor pauses, blinking at River in surprise. It was certainly an unexpected outburst. He raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.

“Oh, that was flirting, was it?” He tilts his head, pretending to ponder deeply. “Right, of course—‘fucking idiot’ is River Song for ‘I like you.’” A thoughtful hum. “Like mother, like daughter, eh?” His hands flutter in the air as he begins to pace, amused. “You know, most people start with a compliment.” Or so he’s heard. “Maybe something like ‘Nice bow tie, Doctor,’ or ‘Oh, Doctor, you’re so handsome and clever,’ or even a simple ‘Hello, Doctor, how are you today?’ But no. No, not you. You go straight for the jugular!” Not that he’s actually complaining.

He stops in front of her, leaning in slightly with a cheeky grin. “Keeps me on my toes, I suppose. Though, if this is flirting, I shudder to think what you’d say in an actual argument.” He chuckles, leaning back again with his thumbs hooked in his suspenders, eyes twinkling. “Good thing I’m always up for a challenge.”

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Regina’s lust for magic had grown significantly, ever since she had pushed her mother through the looking glass. The power that it brought her, the rush and adrenaline - it was addicting. Continuing lessons with her mother’s old mentor Rumplestiltskin had her grow all the stronger lesson by lesson. However, she was growing impatient. “Why is this taking so long?!” Throwing her hands in the air in frustration, she needed to be at her strongest.

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👀 - From The Riddler @soulxremains

Interaction Sheet Meme

Get to know: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Befriend: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Date: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Kiss/Make out: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Hook up with: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Protect: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Help: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Kill: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Have drinks with: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Have dinner with/cook with: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Do a heist with: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Make a mixtape for: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Resolve a mystery with: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

“Do you have anymore riddles for me Riddler? I do enjoy a good riddle, I expect a challenge this time”

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@soulxremains sent in an ask ;; “How long have you carried this, all on your own?” from River to 13th

"W-What do you mean?"

She stepped back around the console now, away from River and to be on the other side of it now, trying to hide her face, trying to hide the welling of tears.

The shame of what she had been apart of, what she did thinking it was helping. That she had hurt that poor innocent child - all for what making her people worse.

There is a shaky breath as she hangs her head in shame, grip on the edge of the console tightens, if it could break it might under her grip right now.

"River...I...I'm so sorry..."

She didn't know why she was apologizing to River. Maybe she does but it's still buried so deep in herself, the Master may have scratched the surface of her memories to allow some of the information back to her, but it was still something she was hiding even from herself.

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Killian archs a brow when he's met with a blade to his throat. A threat or Rumple being playful? It was hard to ever decipher the man's intentions when he's as wily as an imp.

"What's with this? Have I done something to anger you or are you just keeping me on my toes?"

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Continue from here. @soulxremains .

“I’m not!” he keeps his frown when the demon pouts at him. Tilting his chin up “don’t give me that look because it’s still a no!” a light blush sits high on his cheeks when she cups the side of his face. He struggles against the will of leaning in her touch and instead, tries to shake her hand off “not scared of demons! It’s just- wh-why we always run in a trouble?! Have you ever thought of that? I- I mean we kicked their asses last time! I don’t know why they keep appearing! Don’t you think instead of jumping in and trying something completely stupid, it’s better if we just- leave it? Seriously, I think they like- I don’t know, spam again? If we hit them!” he gestures vaguely to other side of the street where four men standing in front of the motel entrance, it’s like wherever they go, they always find them by some magic!

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❗❗❗ - for Castiel from Meg - @soulxremains

Castiel was just flipping through a book when Meg's lips covered his. He looked down at the book and then at her. "Did you want this?" He held it towards her.

[compelledcurator]

Becoming King was hard, remaining King Harder.

" Meg, what part of Don't involve the Winchesters did you not understand? " Crowley bellowed at the younger demon upon her return to Hell.

" Since you can't follow simple instruction, guess I'll have to take over " He had no intention of confronting to brothers but he had to make a show for the power hungry spectators eager to see him fall.

All he needed was a soul, one little human soul owed to him by contract and if he couldn't even collect that then it wouldn't be long for his downfall. He paced the length of the meeting table, each demon nervously shuffling as he did so.

Crowley may not be as evil as Lucifer or as scary as Lilith but his name carried weight, this king of the crossroads had defeated those before him without mercy. His name now carried some weight to it.

" Right, new plan. First to bring me a Winchester head on a stick gets a promotion " he announced " Well go on, fuck off " he shooed his minions off, " Not you Meg "

He circled back to her spot and rested his hands on her shoulders, keeping her in place. " No I have a better mission for you, soul collection "

Normal Hell Hounds had this covered but Crowley was making a point.

" Don't disappoint. Daddy's waiting "

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Break Away From Something More || Regina & Rumpelstiltskin || continued from here (x): @soulxremains

Regina wasn't always this eager to please. Especially when it came to book learning. But magic had seemed to intoxicate her. It also allowed her to have what she wanted. He was also teaching her and only her. She hadn't ever had someone so devoted to her as Rumpelstiltskin had been. It thrilled her all the way down to her toes.

So when he asked her if she wanted a demonstration, she could only hope that he'd also allow her to give it a try when he was done. Her smile widened then, stepping closer to her teacher. She put her hand on his arm and nodded eagerly.

"Please? Just so I can see the proper way of doing it so when you let me do it myself, I do it right."

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Send “Stop talking” for your muse to shut mine up with a kiss "Stop talking." - For Eleventh Doctor, from River

The Doctor was in the middle of one of his classic rants, words tumbling out faster than his brain could keep up. He was gesturing wildly as he paced around the console, jumping from topic to topic, trying to explain the intricacies of time travel, paradoxes, why, no River, they couldn’t just pop into 17th-century Paris for a quick detour, and—for reasons unknown even to him—the physics of why toast always seemed to land butter-side down.

“River, you can’t just—” He spun toward her, his finger pointing accusingly, “—hop in and out of time whenever you fancy!” She knew this. The Doctor knew she knew this. “The paradoxes, the fixed points—oh, don’t get me started on the fixed points. The toast—”

Before he could finish whatever that sentence was about to be (he honestly wasn’t sure where he was going with it), River grabbed him by the lapels of his tweed jacket and pulled him in for a kiss.

His mind went completely blank.

For a brief, glorious second, time itself seemed to stop. The entire universe, with all its chaos, its noise, its impossible complexities, faded away. All that was left was the gentle pressure of River’s lips against his.

When she pulled back, a mischievous smile tugging at the corner of her mouth, the Doctor blinked, his brain still trying to reboot.

“—You…?” His voice came out a bit higher than he intended, and he quickly cleared his throat, flushing. Adjusted his bow tie as if that would somehow restore his usual coherence. “Ahem. As I was saying—”

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