#thread; emrys abbott.

[wiltcdroses]

CLOSED STARTER

@cherricdwines | emrys & peyton

It was often Emrys found himself in this situation, sprawled across his desk chair; his unkempt curls even more ruffled that usual; his shirt completely unbuttoned and hickies decorating the pale skin of his neck. It wasn't unusual for him to have a quick hook up in his office, his door kept locked to muffle the moans inside. He craved company, and usually, it was a string of meaningless flings to keep his head distracted from his usual spiralling thoughts.

Everything was easy, that way.

What he didn't expect, was as the boy had left, for the door to be left wide open as Em hastily pulled on his jeans. The paperwork he had been doing sat in front of him, the paper haphazardly sprawled across his desk within a fit of passion. The open door giving invitation for anyone to walk in.

He didn't, however, ever predict it would be his brother's best friend. Peyton Rivers. His trademark grin quirked at his lips as he sat up, allowing the boy full access at the view of his bare torso.

"If you're looking for El, you're about two hours too late, I'm afraid. He had... a date? I believe," He tried to recall, gesturing for the boy to sit in front of him.

[wiltcdroses]

Em settles on the couch besides the other, angling himself to face Oliver. He listens, watches as the other's frown only seemed to grow. He'd meant for his words to be a comfort, but they only seemed to have made things worse.

He understands, knows from his nieces and nephews how much routine was important for young children, and how chaotic twins could be. Especially after they had lost their parents so young, just as he and his siblings had. He understood far more than Oliver realised, and how much Em respected the other for taking the girls in. He'd had his grandparents, and they had Oliver.

"It isn't," Em reassures him, gently placing a hand on the other's knee, a soft smile gracing his lips. "Look, Oliver, I get it, perhaps more than you realise. You're still in an adjustment period, you're running yourself ragged, but you need to look after yourself, not just them. I understand they're a priority, but you can't burn yourself out. It won't help anyone."

He chews on his lower lip as he thinks, wishing there was anything he could do to help the other. "You could always bring them here, you know? If you were desperate. I can make sure my office is toddler proof, and I do have experience with young children. I have nieces and nephews. I wouldn't mind. I know this is a lot for you, and I know you're overwhelmed downstairs too. Perhaps... bartending isn't the best fit for you."

"That's not me firing you, by the way. My employees mean a lot to me, and I want to help. If you don't think that's working, we can find something else that might work better for you. You'd still have flexible hours, there just... wouldn't be as many people."

         ━━━━        BREATHE. the word seemed to echo off the walls, reverberating in his ears. how could the boy breathe when his whole life was falling apart? there was no time for breathing, it was go go go. oliver couldn’t remember the last time he had the chance to just breathe, save for when he was sleeping, but that didn’t exactly count, did it? still, he listened. a deep breath in followed by a long exhale did nothing to calm his nerves. a second one only brought tears to his eyes.

hesitantly, oliver follows emrys to the couch, sinking into the cushion with a soft sigh. he needed to pull himself together. the last thing he needed was to have a breakdown in front of his boss and make everything exponentially worse than it already was.

the bottle is cool in his hands, against the palm of his fingers, dampening the pads of his fingertips. it’s almost enough to snap him out of whatever had its grasp on him. it’s not fine, he wants to say, but keeps his lips sealed out of fear he’d start rambling again. oliver should find comfort in emrys’ words, but they just deepen his frown, make him feel guiltier. he should have been there when his shift started, regardless of it being a slow night or not.

emrys was right. he should have called. it was the least he could’ve done in the situation he was in, and yet the courtesy slipped his mind. everything had been so hectic — oliver had rushed to get the girls bathed, fed, and in bed before the sitter arrived. the only time he checked his phone was to update the sitter.

“i— i’m… i know, i’m sorry. the twins were giving me a hard time and… well, i don’t blame them. their fun time and routine was disturbed but i know that isn’t an excuse so really, i’m sorry. i understand if this was the final straw.”

[ghcstlyhearts]

closed starter for @mortiiferas ( em & jude ! )

Emrys had gotten bored, alone in his office, wandering down to the ground floor. There was sure to be someone that would occupy his attention, at least for a little while. Sure enough, someone grabbed his attention almost immediately.

He was gorgeous, wide eyes, freckles littering across the bridge of his nose and the general vibe of a deer caught in the headlights, standing just by the bar. Without hesitation, he'd swung himself over the bar, shooting the bartender on duty a wink before grabbing a glass, his usual charming grin attention to the stranger, his usual charming grin plastered across his lips. "What can I get you, darling?" He drawled, leaning closer to the other, shamelessly gazing over the others features.

[ccmpletemess]

closed starter for @soldefied ft. emrys abbott & ( open )

"okay here's a serious question," emrys leaned across the table towards the other, a thoughtful expression upon his features. "if a song has the word fuck in it..... twenty seven times, is that too much? 'cause when they eventually censor it for the radio i'm guessing the song is just gonna be one long ass beep." turning back to the notebook with a frown, he pulled a face and without hesitation ripped the page from the notebook and crumbled it into a ball. "anyway, you were saying something?"

[wiltcdroses]

✧ ˚ · . tag drop!!

[ghcstlyhearts]

"Wolves may live slightly longer than the average human but I was never immortal," Emrys shook his head. "If I knew what was coming after you--" He began, the memories of returning home to his siblings dead. He wishes he hadn't ever taken the gift he'd been given, instead of spending the agonising years without them.

"I-" I loved you. The words catch him off-guard and he falters, his expression falling. "I didn't let you fall alone," He admits softly, hating the hurt that seeped into his tone. "I did love you, and I- I'm sorry I lied," The apology falls from his lips. Too little, too late.

"I didn't think I could come back. I wanted to, I wanted to run back into your arms, to let you love me. To cry until I couldn't cry anymore but---" He pauses, letting out a sigh. "It doesn't matter. I cannot undo the hurt I caused you."

Clove watched the anger dance across his face, like a flame fighting its way out of the fire pit. He'd also noticed his eyes had gone wet with tears. You never asked, he said. Hadn't he? Hadn't he taken Emrys in his arms and promised him a life of peace if only he'd been honest with him? Chosen him? His mouth tasted of iron. Dry and metallic. "It's one thing to be ashamed, wolf, it's another to allow me to turn you knowing full well you were already immortal." He would not give an inch, because with Emrys, whenever Clove gave a drop he was expected to gift an ocean next. To forgive, to forget, to take him to his bed and erase the infected wound in his chest. He couldn't afford losing a drop, not now, maybe not ever again.

"I loved you, Emrys. I would have loved you no matter what form you came in." He cursed the wolf in front of him, cursed him for being beautiful and dishonest, for still having an effect when they've been apart all this time. "You never gave me the fucking chance. You let me fall, you let me do it alone and for that I will never ever forgive you."

"You don't get to blame me for your cowardess. I remade you but I didn't make the man who stands before me today. You chose to hide. You chose to lie. You chose to be anything and everything but mine."

[huntsvillehq]

The last day of the Faire, the sky was overcast, with rumbles of thunder in the far distance. As Mayor Nat stepped up to the podium set up in front of town hall, a small crowd gathered to hear the announcement. She proceeded to declare Pandora Flowers as the winner of the costume contest, and withdrew the sword to present to the winner of the tournament, Morgan Vovk.

Before she could, though, Quinn Buckley from the commune ran up on stage and grabbed the microphone from the podium.

“Listen! You have to listen. This, all of this, is because of a being far greater than us! It sent the creatures from the woods to test us! To separate the weak from the strong. It judges us because it wants us to be ready before it reveals itself. We have to listen! We have to—“

Sheriff Henry attempted to take the microphone from her, but she struggled against him, still shouting into the microphone.

“It’s real! I felt its presence! Those that listen will be saved!”

Thunder rumbled, closer than before, much closer. A loud crack of lightning illuminated the sky, blindingly bright. Beyond the clouds, briefly visible in that split second, loomed a shape, unrecognizable and massive, both bulbous and gangly. As quickly as it appeared it was gone, and what remained was the sizzling body of Tristan Wilde, struck by the lightning. The sky opened up, then, as thunder boomed directly above, and rain and hail pelted the town.

“It’s there! You all saw it! It’s real! We have to submit!” Quinn wailed, as Henry attempted to pull her off the stage. “I can prove it! I can walk amongst them untouched! I’ve been chosen! You can be chosen too!”

Her cries fell away in the deafening downpour, and those that had gathered scattered to find shelter in the nearest buildings. Whether or not they saw something or, if they did, if they believe what they saw, remains to be seen.

The storm raged on through the night, as the creatures wandered the streets unperturbed by the rain and hail. The lights of the town flickered and then, as lightning staggered across the sky, everything went dark.

(Those that ran to find shelter found themselves stuck for the night. Below you’ll find the (randomly selected) groups. You can choose for your characters to have seen the shape in the sky, to have not seen it, or to have seen it and not believe it.

Everyone can continue/finish their event threads, as all this took place on the final day of the Faire (the 29th). You may also time-jump threads, headcanon threads, or make new threads for the plot drop. The event officially ends on August 5th, at which time please do not make any more event starters, however you can continue all threads until completion.)

Town Hall

Aslan “Dodger” Ozdemir Bocephus “Beau” Romero Birdie Tilton Cain Barlowe Eagan Connolly Emma “Em” Dunford Evangeline Cruz Falco Romero Fletcher Cole Helena Theriot Hex Sif-Sidon Jessica Sinclair Kirby Louis Ryan Nickleby “Nick” Dalton Ocean Quinn Odette Abbott Olivia Hart Poppy Sarasa Prudence “Pru” Wheaton Ransome “Rance” Slade Saffron Aubert Scout Garcia Sierra Nevada Starlynn Flowers

Fire Station

Absinthe Capone Arachne Arthur “Arty” Drake Conrad Greene Corvin Delancey DJ Cruz-Dutton Harlow Cole Hawthorne “Hawk” Romero Izan Castillo Katarina “Rini” Roberts Lachlan Ramirez Logan Ferguson Lorcan Hara Luciana “Lucy” Rivera Mercy Wainwright Pandora “Andy” Flowers Phoenix Romero-Sawyer Rainn Scott Reggie Alson Ricardo Reider Ruben Hobbes Samantha “Sammie” Thompson Sebastian Keane Tae-Hyun Cho Theodore “Teddy” Collins Zain Madan

Police Station

Andrew Richardson Antonio “Toni” Estrada, Jr. Celia Ortega Elijah Atkins Emrys Rosser Finn Cunningham Halley McGillivray Hunter Hilton Jahi Karim Jane Doe Jareth Reid Kestrel Sideris Lincoln Abernathy Luke Matthews Mateo Suarez Morgan Vovk Pascal Mendoza Quinn Buckley Salem Salazar Vincent Lewis Violet Beauregarde William Monroe Wolf Lykaios Zachary Ryan Zarina West

Huntsville Bank

Alexander “Xander” Garcia Cabell “Cab” McCay Cassius Romero Catherine Wayne Christopher Winters Briana Ryan Dahlia Cruz-Dutton Frances “Frankie” Wallace Gabriel “G” Westfall Genesis “Sissy” Boone Harvey Langston Josie Reigh Mallard “Duck” Romero Mason Greene Maya Rae Mylene Karimi Raj Aiyangar Raphael Knightley Riley Saunders Sandra Quispe Sare Holmes Sasha Medvedev Spencer Holmes Valeria “Val” Moreno Wylie Bateman

Post Office

Avery Cowling Benjamin Cade Bowie Bardot Bram Williams Carter Behrens Cassandra “Cassie” Slade Eilana Kapur Freya Atkins Guillermo “Mo” Reyes Jasmine “Minnie” Sinclair Lennon Davies Leo Brockton Liam Jefferson Matthew Walker Mia Vazquez Monet Vogel Nathaniel Dawson Ondine Konar Paloma Ortiz Reed Hendrix Silas “Cyan” Canne Tari Park Wren Romero Xavier Cade Zoë Clark

Huntsville Library

Artemis Hayes Axel Addams Calloway “Cal” de la Luna Casey Nestor Claire Forbes Clara Jones Finch Sanders Floyd Blackward Hank McGillivray Iniya Beckett Ivy Oberon James “Jamie” Brennan Jeconiah “Jack” Abbott Jett Liu Kieran “KB” Barnes Michael “Mikey” Beauregarde Nicolas Garcia Parker Russo Peter “Rusty” Craven Peyton Wilson Reza Kogoya Roman Forest Rosemary “Rose” Felton Sicilia “Lia” Flowers Tamaraa Jillian “Jill” Adler

[ghcstlyhearts]

OPEN STARTER event: masquerade ball

An amused smirk graces his lips as he sips his drink, watching the other's gaze with intrigue. "You know," He drawled, settling the empty glass on a nearby table, turning his full attention to the other, settling halfway into their eye sight to catch their gaze. "If you really want to make them jealous, I could absolutely help with that." Flicking his gaze over his shoulder, he turned back to the other with a grin. "We can have a little fun and I'm almost certain they'll come storming over."

[ccmpletemess]

closed starter for @honeyedblossom ( emrys & urien ! )

"Whaddup sibling," Emrys greeted with a nod, grinning from ear to ear. "I am bored, therefore you are entertainment now. What are we doing? Any gossip?"

[ccmpletemess]

"I would never," Emrys scoffed, shrugging his shoulders. Before he'd gotten engaged to Gem, he'd been pictured in similar states several times. "I saw you last night and knew you'd be needing this," He threw the duffle bag that had swung from his arm at her. "Change of clothes, deodorant, hair brush and a tonne of minty gum. I also got you food and coffee from Winnie's bakery to save you going in and getting her puppy eyes." He held out the paper bag and coffee cup.

location:

"Don't you judge me," Catrin announced before the other could even utter a word. She was wearing the same thing that she had last seen them in, aside from the shirt, and even then, she was pretty certain that she had been the cause of the stain that now decorated the sleeve. It looked suspiciously like the drink that she'd last had before leaving the bar last night. "Unless you have a breath mint, a brush, or a better shirt, I don't want to hear anything from you."

[veritasislehq]

whilst the island danced the night away ...

The night of the masquerade was going smoothly. Everyone in attendance seemingly enjoying themselves. Sure, the occasional quarreling was overheard but that's to be expected when drinks are flowing from an open bar. What most attendees were unaware of was the stirring on the other side of the island. See, nestled at the tip on the edge of Ravenwyck is what appears to be a cozy lighthouse. The lighthouse is home to an ancient wixen who has kept their eyes glued on the prisoners of The Forgotten Isle since its start. Through ancient spells and charms, she along with a few others ensure that no one escapes. There's only been one incident that resulted in a painful death, resulting in none trying since. Unfortunately, whilst the rest of the island is enjoying themselves, a bubbling from inside the mountain of Midnight Labriynth stirred resulting in those thought dead floating to the surface. Ghosts and ghouls were silently making their way across the island, some causing mischief, others filled with confusion. A small group of ghouls led by the aforementioned prisoner made their way to the lighthouse, taking the guards and the ancient wixen by surprise and killing them resulting in most the warding spells failing and prisoners easily making an escape. Once word hit the council members at the masquerade, it was too late to stop things from escalating beyond repair. Acting fast, perhaps somewhat ill-advised, with help of a few powerful magic wielding beings they put the ball under lockdown. Those able to, with power left to see what they could do to calm the situation whilst the rest slowly started splitting attendees into groups until eventually all were split up, some with familiar faces, others not so lucky. Still, few knew what was actually happening, is keeping thousands of supernatural beings mixed with humans in the dark admist chaos truly the answer? There's truly only one way to find out.

Out Of Character Details: The music has stopped, the ball has come to an end, and attendees have been split into groups in hopes to better control the masses. It's possible that one or two have managed to slip out, but the majority are now under lockdown until things are under control.

ghosts are now an available species. more info can be found here. escaped prisoners can also be applied for, though at the moment we'll only be allowing one per mun.

in order to keep us from confusing the dash event threads from new ones, we've decided to test out Discord as we find it can be easier with group threads. Everyone will have access to all the groups as it is quite fun to be able to read what everyone is up to during the event! A Tupperbox tutorial will be shared on the resource blog and in the server, though the admins will also be around for any questions!

The groups have been randomized, and we've done our best to ensure muns don't have more than one character in a single group, but unfortunately for some we had to double up. You can find it below, under the cut.

Group 1 - Basement 

ryland shao ( keanu reeves )  easton jesse allen ( josh heuston )  xiao longwei ( kuang tian )  safieh nassar ( yasmine al-bustami )  scarlett barlow ( lisa ann walter )  

Group 2 - Master Bathroom 

onyx coldwell ( gabriel guevara )  silas sanguis ( pedro pascal )  alisa ( wakeema hollis )  rory sylliboy ( drew ray tanner )  weston porter ( thomas weatherall )  li na shao ( simone kessell )

Group 3 - Recreation Office 

delphine ren ( havana rose liu )  fujita kenji ( mackenyu arata )   rhiannon ( natasha liu bordizzo )  lucien greenwood ( elias kacavas )  omari jackson ( mason gooding ) 

Group 4 - Meeting Room 3 

basilton huang ( lewis tan )  cordelia coldwell ( catherine zeta-jones )  cian moore ( fin argus ) ari tiernan o'cléirigh ( robert sheehan )  defne karahan ( aslihan malbora )  christian “kit” silvestre ( casey deidrick )

Group 5 - Reception 

emrys abbott ( adam dimarco )  stefan benitez ( harvey guillen )  ember silverton ( maia mitchell )  alwyn locklyn ( morgan davies )  river silverton ( joshua orpin )   nazario veres ( taylor zakhar perez )

Group 6 - Meeting Room 1 

cleo santos ( devery jacobs )  dorian marias ( lakeith stanfield )  soren ardelean ( logan lerman )  celeste hotland ( florence pugh )  alaric golitsyn ( nicholas galitzine )  sapphire zhou ( poppy liu )

Group 7 - Corridor 1 

mateo luna marin ( saak )  julian santiago ( oscar isaac )  marcel nkusi ( ncuti gatwa )  micaela “kai” silvestre ( ursula corbero )  zane xiao santos ( charles michael davis )

Group 8 - Corridor 4

atlas perez ( omar rudberg )  zahra osman ( aiysha hart )  dustin nieves ( froy gutierrez )  magnus katiyo ( rege-jean page )  asterion valphyr ( adam demos )  dawson porter ( skeet ulrich )

Group 9 - Kitchen

chainika giri ( amita suman )  fujita ryu ( ryan potter )  adriana sanguis ( stefania spampinato )  elvira santos ( bruna marquezine )  mahsuri wan ( michelle yeoh ) 

Group 10 - Garbage Room 

mateo luna marin ( saak )  amethyst ( greta onieogou )  obsidian kincaid coldwell ( thomas doherty )  roisin balfe ( morfydd clark )  rowan reyes ( vico ortiz )

Group 11 - Library 

kaveri natarajan ( simone ashley )  neo marin ( lizeth selene )  ever solano ( mason alexander park )  julian santiago ( oscar isaac )  marcel nkusi ( ncuti gatwa ) 

[qvietwhispers]

CLOSED STARTER ( @wcrstorm​ )

Emrys wasn’t entirely sure how the two of them had lost Bea, but it had ended up with just him and Sage. “You know, Thyme,” Emrys began, lips curving upwards into a grin. "I-” He began, before he actually allowed himself to take note of her outfit, the smug smile on his lips fading a little. “Wow. Have I told you, you look gorgeous?”

[immortalpain]

Emrys Open (set two weeks after the gala)

Emrys’ head was still spinning. It had been ever since he’d turned up at Caden’s that morning. He wasn’t even sure how he’d gotten there, but his brother had flipped his shit, and that’s how Emrys found out he’d been gone for two weeks. He’d tried to wrack his brains, but he had no recollection of where he’d been or what had happened.

It was frustrating, and so he’d left, needed time to breathe - to think. He knew she’d been worried, but Winnie had gotten a tiny bit smothering. 

He was so lost in his own thoughts, he didn’t even hear someone approaching, flinching as he realised they spoke to him. “Huh, what? Sorry, I was... somewhere else,” He muttered and it was easy to tell something was off, his usual bright enthusiasm clearly lacking.

[ghcstlyhearts]

"It's gorgeous, you look stunning," Em agrees with a grin. "It's legit, isn't it? I think I'd know if it was fake." He admitted. "The twenties were a wild time."

open starter for: @veritasislestarter muses: birdie x utp location: anywhere !

"oh, i can hardly remember where i got this," birdie said, showing off their dress as it swayed in the wind. "but it's definitely vintage, the 1920's, if i'm right - i got it during a visit to italy in '23, it's beautiful, isn't it?"

[typoqueenwrites]

closed starter for @slccplessniights​

While he was excited for his friends, Emrys was bored with them. Richie especially, but that was probably due to his giant crush on the other. Not that he’d ever admit it out loud. 

This was why the second Richie had text him he was home, Emrys had instantly driven over. The other was probably tired, but it wasn’t like Emrys was actually going to make him do anything - he just craved the others company. His knuckles rapped against the door as he shuffled on his feet waiting for the other to open the door. 

He wasn’t surprised to be greeted by Bells, who instantly scoffed in amusement before patting him on the cheek and walking out, calling goodbye to the both of them. Not that Em actually paid her much attention. 

“Richie!!” His face lit up into a grin, shooting the other finger guns. “Did ya miss me?”

[dcvilsnared]

Okay, so perhaps he was avoiding Moody -- and, yeah he was definitely doing it on purpose. He thought it would be fine, when Cain had drunkenly blurted out that he’d slept with Emrys’ best friend. It was totally fine. Emrys was completely over his crush. 

Except, as it turns out, he wasn’t. Feelings he’d pushed down came rushing to the surface. Now usually, Emrys wasn’t one to shy away from his feelings. Except this could ruin possibly one of the best friendships in his life, just because Moody didn’t like him back. He wasn’t about to risk that. 

Slipping into the office, Emrys was glad for the peace -- glad to be alone. However, as he turned around, he realised he was face to face with the one person he was trying to avoid. “Bloody Hell, Al, are you trying to kill me?” He muttered, purposely not meeting the other’s gaze as he looked around the office.