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crvwnsxndthlngs​:

Some people care, we both know that. I’m glad you don’t. And no, no I’m not an assassin. That’s funny, though. Would I say yes if I were? It’s nice to meet you, Asim. How are you settling in? I can meet you wherever you are, I’m sure you don’t want to get lost.

Oh bah, that’s nonsense. I mean, I know it happens but, none of that here. Maybe you would, who knows? I get it though, that’s pretty funny. It’s nice to meet you too! Oh, as well as can be expected, I think. I’m a little jet lagged but, that’s to be expected I would assume. Great! I’m on the Palace grounds, in a guest house! 

#c:dash #c:asim ft. interactions #asim x archie

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crvwnsxndthlngs​:

I just finished a long day of work, I’m free to show you around. If you don’t mind that I have a job. My name is Oliver but everyone calls me Archie.

If that’s the case I would hate to ask you to take me on as a task, but if you’re sure you’re up for it I would be most grateful. Should I mind that you have a job? You aren’t a hit man or anything, are you? It’s nice to meet you, Archie. My name is Asim. 

#c:dash #c:asim ft. interactions #asim x archie

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I have to say, this place is gorgeous! Now that I’ve arrived and gotten semi-settled, I think I’ll take a stroll through town, to further acclimate myself with the land. For those who have also arrived to take part in this year’s Season, welcome! I look forward to meeting each and every one of you! Anyone interested in joining me on my walk is welcome, just let me know!

#c:dash #c:asim ft. interactions #asim x starter

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crvwnsxndthlngs​:

It is I, Madison Montgomery. I was born and raised in the UK but I claim my right to nobility in Pakistan as well. I can’t wait for things to commence– so I won’t. Those of us that have arrived already may take advantage of a small tea I’ve set up in my gardens on my estate. I’m sure I will see you all there.

Hello, Miss, and welcome. It is nice to see another early arrival, I was beginning to think things this year had been canceled, and they had simply neglected to inform me. Thank you for your generous offer, tea sounds lovely. I suppose I should introduce myself ahead of our meeting- my name is Cemile Aydin, Crown Princess of Turkey. 

#c:dash #c:cemile ft. interactions #cemile x madison

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jasperheartx​:

open starter @thebridgestarters

“What do you mean, you don’t know how to waltz?” Gomez said to one of the young people fawning over him. They all wanted his money and he had no problem with that at all. One of them lit his cigar and he shook his head in indignation, exhaling smoke out his nose. “It’s the easiest, most elegant dance of all time! Can you believe it?” he turned to the newcomer, “They don’t know how to waltz? Can you waltz? If not, I’m going to have to show you.”

The crows forming around the other had drawn Camilo’s attention, his eyebrow cocking as he made his way gracefully through the crowd. His neck craned as he attempted to get a better look at whatever seemed to have everyone so transfixed. Reaching the front of the crowd, Camilo couldn’t help but to smile as he honed in on the man seemingly holding court in the middle of it all. Content to simply observe the events unfolding before him, he was shocked when the man at the center of things turned to him, drawing him directly into what was happening. “Can I waltz?” He asked, repeating the question. “To be honest, I can’t say that I can. Cumbia? Yes. Salsa? For sure. Tango? I’ve got a grasp on the concept. Anything else? I’m ashamed to admit, I’m lost.” Camilo shrugged. “Though, I’m happy to take you up on that offer.”

#☀☀camilo madrigal ft. gomez addams☀☀ #camilo madrigal ----> gomez addams

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lcnelylcves​:

The bar was crowded, but Peregrine didn’t bother vying for the attention of the bartender as she slipped into an empty seat. She always came prepared, so while waiting, she’d happily use one of the various bottles in her bag. Grabbing one, she sighed. “Well, today was certainly a day. Can’t wait for all of it to be over, get some peace and quiet for the first time.” Without checking what the bottle was, she downed half the contents before setting it on the table in front of her. Even if she had looked, the fact it was labelled as poison wouldn’t bother her. The demigod was full of odd habits, and the choice of drinking flask or even contents was the least of them.

The flurry of movement to his right drew Adam’s attention, eyes raising from their previous position of being focused on the drink in front of him. Since moving to Sydney, he’d become much more adventurous, exploring the various places of business and various forms of night life and entertainment. He couldn’t help but to notice the markings on the bottle she placed on the counter before her, and his eyebrows raised in shock. “That’s, uh-” Blinking, Adam did his best to focus on the conversation at hand. “You...Came to a bar to get some peace? Seems a little..Counterintuitive, doesn’t it?” 

#♞♞adam banks ft. peregrine ricci♞♞ #adam banks ----> peregrine ricci

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virtuousouls​:

@thebridgestarters​

jaskier finished his last song on a dramatic note, like he usually does. when he was done and everyone was applauding and cheering (something he relished in), he put down his lute and took off his hat. “remember my beautiful patrons, tips are never expected, but always appreciated.” he was paid by the venue to perform every friday night, but the tips were a perk. jaskier collected quite a lot before heading to the bar to count them up. “oh, they really loved me tonight,” he said to himself, emptying the hats contents into his wallet. 

Bars were most certainly not Wendy Darling’s first choice in after-work hangout locations. However, she’d been invited by a friend, and was awaiting her arrival. Of course she’d heard the music floating through the establishment, though she hadn’t paid it much mind, finding herself too lost in deconstructing her day within her own mind. When the man approached, she jumped a bit, slightly startled by his commentary breaking through her mental fog. “Is that so?” Wendy asked, turning slightly to face him. “Well...Congratulations, I suppose. You did well.” 

#𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊wendy darling ft. jaskier𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 #wendy darling ----> jaskier

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lcnelylcves​:

@thebridgestarters

The valkyrie had long been a patient woman. She’d served the queen as a handmaiden, she’d been both warrior and healer, and she’d borne it all with grace. But being torn from her home, it tried even her patience. She tried to bury it, to continue acting with her usual mannerisms.

Which meant when she saw someone stepping onto the road at the same time a car came speeding around the corner, she acted quick. Grabbing their arm, she pulled them back, even as her other hand came up to steady them so they didn’t fall. “That was close… I did not hurt you, did I? I would not usually use so much strength, but I had to act in haste.”

Despite her age and the many years she’d spent working towards shaping herself into the adult her father desperately wished her to be, there was no denying that at times, Wendy Darling truly did find herself lost in her own mind, and in her own imagination. Really, she was lost in her book, her mind far away from the streets of Sydney, sashaying through the streets of Paris. Truthfully, she hadn’t bothered to look at the path before her, believing her memory of the route she was taking would suffice. She hadn’t even registered the oncoming vehicle, nor the danger she’d managed to stumble upon. 

The sudden grip on her arm startled Wendy from her daydream, eyes widening just in time to see the streak of color she assumed was a vehicle. “Oh, my!” She exclaimed, righting herself as she attempted to swallow her heart back into its appropriate position. “I...Thank you.” Wendy muttered, eyes focusing on her savior. “No, not at all. Please, do not- Thank you. You saved my life. It was my fault, really. I should learn to pay more attention to things...” Her voice trailed as she shook her head at herself. “I- I must find a way to thank you. To repay you. What is your name?”

@thebridgestarters

The valkyrie had long been a patient woman. She'd served the queen as a handmaiden, she'd been both warrior and healer, and she'd borne it all with grace. But being torn from her home, it tried even her patience. She tried to bury it, to continue acting with her usual mannerisms.

Which meant when she saw someone stepping onto the road at the same time a car came speeding around the corner, she acted quick. Grabbing their arm, she pulled them back, even as her other hand came up to steady them so they didn't fall. "That was close... I did not hurt you, did I? I would not usually use so much strength, but I had to act in haste."

#𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊wendy darling ft. eir𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 #wendy darling ----> eir

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fidclium·:

Ezra never really had ice cream, and figured now would be a good time as any to try some. Which is how he found himself in the little ice cream shop, ordering three different flavors of it, ones that the employee picked out for him. The dark blue haired man just hoped that they were good, but even if they weren’t, he knew he would come back to try other flavors if he doesn’t like these ones. The jedi was just about to head towards the other end of the counter where they said his order would be, when he collide with someone else. And he knew if it wasn’t for his years of running, and jumping on buildings, mixed with jedi training that he would’ve fallen. Still, Ezra grabbed the other’s hand just to be on the safe side, and to make sure that they weren’t going to fall either. “It’s fine, I’m fine as well. How about you?”

Once he’d been righted, Winston took in a breath, steadying the anxiety which had begun to overwhelm him during the chaos. After collecting himself, his eyes turned to the man before him, taking in his features. “Good, good. I’m glad. I would have felt terrible if you weren’t.” Chuckling, Winston shook his head at himself. “I really should learn to be more careful. I mean, I’ve always been a pretty clumsy person, but this was almost next level.” Flashing another apologetic smile, he extended a hand for the other man to shake. “I’m Winston. I guess the universe wanted us to meet today. So...Hello! What’s your name?”

#𓆜𓆜winston ft. ezra bridger𓆜𓆜 #winston ----> ezra bridger

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virtuousouls·:

jon was stunned slightly at ghost allowing the woman to touch him. even with some people he knew and trusted, the direwolf didn’t allow that. he had never been that affectionate with any other than jon. even then, it wasn’t the typical affection a dog would show. when he was younger, he liked to tug jon’s hand back and forth and sleep on the foot of his bed. but for other people to touch the wolf - that was rare. something saved for arya, bran, sansa. as well as tormund and davos on occasion. “no, it’s fine. you didn’t intrude on anything,” jon answered, kindly. “he likes you,” he added. there must have been something about the woman for ghost to be this relaxed. “it is a lovely night. nearing the end of summer.” and winter was coming. but those words didn’t quite hold the ominous meaning they used to.

In a world of things which had always seemed both tedious and somewhat puzzling, animals were something that had always provided her both joy and comfort. After her own mother’s passing, and her stepmother’s subsequent takeover and upheaval of everything she’d ever known, friends were something Snow White found difficult to procure and maintain. Animals had stepped into those roles quite well, and the truth was it was a fact which hadn’t ever bothered her. “Wonderful. I rather prefer not to intrude. On most occasions, people do find such behavior to be rather rude.” A slight chuckle escaped her lips. “That it is. It is such a beautiful time- one of my favorite transitions of each year. Fall fades into Winter, and Winter into Spring, and of course Spring into Summer. However, none of those seem to hold a magic similar to the transition between Summer and Fall.” Taking a step forward, Snow smiled softly. “My name is Snow White Grimhilde. And who might I have the pleasure of speaking with on such a lovely evening?”

#♔♔snow white grimhilde ft. jon snow♔♔ #snow white grimhilde ----> jon snow

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totouchthcstars·:

.｡.:*☆ “That is an interesting thought, isn’t it?” Howl had never been philosophical. He was a man enjoying life, and having way to wiggle himself out of trouble or unpleasant situations. But, he would also usually more worry about the state of his hair, and not about the state of the universe. That was more something for professors, wasn’t it?

“But, I do have no idea, really,” He therefore continued. “I have just heard all the rumours. And then came here hoping this palce could maybe fill some of the holes in my memory.”

“Huh, I guess so.” Gil shrugged, taking one last glance up at the Library before shrugging nonchalantly. The truth was, Gil wasn’t necessarily as simple as many people believed him to be. If he’d thought to or wanted to put forth the effort to do so, he could have certainly understood much more than others gave him credit for. However, it was really more that he preferred not to put much effort into things that might not yield many results. He was simple in the way he lived his life, but not in the possibilities within his own mind. 

“Rumors? There’s rumors? Oh, that sounds bad.” Gil frowned. “Rumors are usually no good, right? Because a lot of times they aren’t true.” Chewing his lip, he gave the situation a little more thought. Hearing another speak of gaps in memory gave him pause, as it was something he’d begun to wonder about himself as of late. “So...You think you’re gonna go in? For...You know, your memories or whatever?”

#━━╋━━╋gil legume ft. howl jenkins pendragon━━╋━━╋ #gil legume ----> howl jenkins pendragon

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jasperheartx​:

Ratigan let out a snort, limply waving off her apparent idiocy, “Please! No need to apologize.” he said, making a big deal out of rolling his eyes. He patiently let her investigate his forearm before tucking it back onto the arm rest. 

At her compliment, he grinned, eating it up. “Oh, stop it~!” he screwed his nose up, feigning embarrassment, although it was an emotion he wouldn’t ever feel. She leaned in, and so did he, because anyone who complimented Ratigan was automatically his best friend. He mulled over her question, ignoring the mild confusion that flashed through his mind. Deep down, he knew that when he ‘arrived’ in Sydney, he already had a life set out for him, including the tattoos on his person, which matched Aeneas’ style. This implied he had been in Sydney for some time, and had been going to this particular shop for a while. He even had memories of this, but it was completely impossible, because it didn’t align with his real past… something that kept him up at night.

“Ah, well…” he said, looking about conspiratorially, like he was going to tell her a big secret, whispering. “I am madly in love with my tattoo artist, so all of my recent work is from him.”

The man’s mannerisms fascinated Martha, very nearly to an embarrassing degree. Martha had always been interested in people watching, taking in the behaviors of others, listening to conversations and studying both habits and movements. It was an interest which had helped her tremendously in each of her careers over the years, and even more during her travels with The Doctor. Nodding, she shifted a bit in her seat as he dropped his arm. 

It was obvious she’d made a positive impression, something she enjoyed despite how hard she often tried to act as though the opinions of others didn’t place any bearing on her. “I mean it, really! I was raised in a home with parents who were staunchly against tattoos, piercings too, of any kind. But, I’ve always found something so cool about them. It’s like wearing your story and yourself on yourself. I just think it’s something that could be a sort of spiritual experience.” Grinning, Martha dropped her gaze to the floor momentarily. “I know that probably sounds insane though.” 

Leaning forward, Martha prepared herself for whatever the man was about to relay. When his words reached her ears, she laughed, shaking her head a bit. “You really had me going there! That’s funny! But, that’s really neat! At least he does good work, yeah? The real question is, is he aware of your infatuation? Or is that something you’re keeping close to the chest?”

#♁♁martha jones ft. padriac ratigan♁♁ #martha jones ----> padriac ratigan

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jasperheartx​:

“Yeah, you got a problem?” Lydia was about to get defensive after he repeated what she said, squinting at the guy suspiciously. She couldn’t get a read on this person just yet. 

Since she could see ghosts, Lydia was more open towards the magical, mystical, unknown side of things. She’d met people who could use magic, literal gods, and people who weren’t always human. The very city they lived in was magical. There were also people who probably preferred science, and she hadn’t met anyone that was openly against magic, but they probably existed to. So who was this guy, and what was his deal?

When expressed a desire for a chaperone, Lydia smiled warmly, holding out her elbow, “Of course not! There’s a first time for everything. It’s not so scary, you’ll see.”

Ben’s eyebrows furrowed as he took a half-step back, shaking his head apologetically. “No, no problem. I’m sorry if what I said made it seem that way. I’m just...Hesitant. I guess, hearing you’ve been in several times and keep coming back says something. That’s all I meant.” Offering a half-smile, Ben glanced once more at the camera around her neck. “Can I ask what you’re taking pictures of? I guess, a better way to say that would be, what’s your medium?”

When Lydia offered her arm, Ben took it willingly, appreciating her warm smile and her offer. “Why thank you. I hope you’re right. I don’t mean to come across as being judgmental in any way. I do hope that much is clear. I’m simply...” But, what was he? Hesitant? Skeptical? He was many things, and had many explanations, though none he was certain it would be appropriate to share with his newfound companion. “...Curious, I suppose. About the legitimacy of it all. The ability to see the future. To...Communicate with the other side.” Shaking his head, Ben began to move towards the entrance, keeping his pace in time with Lydia’s. “I’m Ben, by the way. Ben Mears. I wasn’t sure if I’d said that or not.”

#♱♱ben mears ft. lydia deetz♱♱ #ben mears ----> lydia deetz

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virtuousouls​:

ji-woo had recently taken an active step in helping her trauma and loneliness. it was surprising even to herself, but she had really been struggling recently. so she had got a dog. adopted him from a rescue centre. ji-woo figured it would be easier for her to open up to an animal than a human – and so far it had worked. he was a 5 year old australian shepard and ji-woo couldn’t even deny that she had fallen in love with him. “hi,” she started, standing up and prompting eun to stand with her. “i’m not sure what’s wrong - he’s had no energy for two days and doesn’t seem himself. maybe he ate something bad?” her english was much better now, but her accent thick.

Frannie listened intently as the woman spoke, nodding along with her description of her dog’s symptoms. Signaling Ji-Woo to follow, Frannie lead them into a nearby exam room, inviting the other into the room before closing the door behind them. Bending, she offered her hand for Eun to sniff, greeting him while awaiting his permission for her to lift him. Once they’d become briefly acquainted, Frannie lifted Eun gently from his mother’s arms. Placing him onto the exam table, she began her examination, using the light to check his ears, eyes, and nose, then lifting his upper lips to check his gums and teeth. “Poor guy, he does seem a little lethargic. What’s up, buddy?” She asked, brows furrowing as she looked down at him. “Has he still been eating and drinking?” Frannie asked, looking back up at Ji-Woo.”

#𓃠𓃠frannie fabray ft. ji-woo𓃠𓃠 #frannie fabray ----> ji-woo

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lcnelylcves​:

Ruby didn’t actually work for the kennel, even if she lived there. But given how much the rest of them did for her, she didn’t mind so much when asked to help out, which was why she’d stopped by the clinic after work. Saved everyone else a trip. “Picking up a feral cat. Maruman. Apparently someone brought him in here.” She didn’t know much about the feral cat except that Elspeth often talked to him and that he was strange even for a feral. “Did he get into a fight? Apparently he does that.” 

Frannie smiled when the other confirmed they were there for pickup, nodding. “Follow me!” She said brightly, turning to make her way towards the front desk. Stepping behind the counter, she began flipping through the files labeled “GO HOME”, fingers running across the folder names until she arrived at the right one. “Yes, yes, our friend Maruman! He is a wild card, is he not?” She asked, glancing back up. “It sounds like he enjoys making these tussles of his habit. You’re absolutely correct, he did in fact find himself in the midst of a fight. Perhaps he’ll learn his lesson after this one, it looks like he was nearly outmatched. He’ll make a full recovery though, not to worry!” Smiling, Frannie passed a handful of papers over to the other. “These are your home care instructions, I’ll need you to read those and sign that you’ve received them- you’ll also get a copy. And, I’ll need your signature to authorize the kennel to pay for the bill. I’ve seen you come and go, I know you’re associated with the organization.” Frannie passed Ruby a pen. “I’m Dr. Fabray, by the way. Or Dr. Frannie, or Dr. Fran. Whatever you prefer. And you are?”

#𓃠𓃠frannie fabray ft. ruby daly𓃠𓃠 #frannie fabray ----> ruby daly

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totouchthcstars·:

.｡.:*☆  Neo was no one to work out really. At least, not outside of the matrix. All his training had always been focused to this. Even when Morpheus had claimed his body could not forget. That Neo was able to do many things in the real world, as well. Just maybe not the flying part.

Now he was there, hands in his pockets, and warily eyed the weights on the shelf. So far, Neo was obviously not every convinced this would work out. “You tell me. I do not even know why I am here, to be all honest with you,” He chuckled. “Neo. Just…. Neo.” He still felt not comfortable using his real name, after all that had happened.

It was obvious the man felt out of place, a fact that Audrey simply couldn’t overlook. Putting down her own weights, she wiped her hands on her thighs before stepping towards him. “There’s nothing wrong with that. This isn’t everyone’s safe space, that’s for sure. It took me a long time to get used to coming as well.” Smiling brightly, Audrey glanced around at the others working out around them. 

“It’s great to meet you, Neo. If you’re interested in giving everything a try, I’m happy to work you through a basic workout. I just started myself, so I don’t mind.” Gesturing to the equipment around them, she turned back to look him in the eye. “Unless that’s something you’re not interested in. In which case, go ahead and feel free to tell me to butt out. I just thought, since you’re here...” 

#꧁꧁audrey parker ft. neo anderson꧁꧁ #audrey parker ----> neo anderson

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hxlcycnx​:

 vax  was  practically  pouting  like  a  kicked  puppy  as  he  looked  up  at  the  other,  his  head  still  resting  on  his  arms.  “i  hope  so.  i  don’t  remember  much  about  them,  but  i  feel  lost  without  them…god  i  know  how  drunkenly  stupid  that  sounds.”  he  groaned,  rubbing  his  temples,  trying  to  manage  his  thoughts  in  his  sad,  drunken  state.  at  least  he  wasn’t  the  only  one  with  missing  loved  ones.  he  smiled  at  the  other  softly  and  shook  her  hand.  “vax’ildan.  call  me  vax.”  he  introduced  simply.  “you’re  a  good  listener  do  you  know  that,  josie?”  vax  complimented.  the  thief  was  still  missing  his  friends,  but  his  attention  was  more  on  the  other  now.  “i’m  sorry  about  your  friends  and  family,  i  hope  you  find  them  soon.”

Josie cocked an eyebrow at the man as he spoke, a sad smile playing at the corners of her lips while she listened. “I understand. Memories are fickle sometimes, It does suck, but sometimes...I can’t help but to think that in some ways, it makes things easier. And please, don’t worry about how you sound. Judgement isn’t my strong suit, and...Everyone has things they need to get out every now and again.” Shrugging, Josie accepted the drink the bartender passed her, taking a quick drink. “It’s normal, I think. Feeling that way when you’ve been removed from everything you’ve known. Everyone you’ve known.” In the back of her mind, Josie hoped the other wouldn’t notice the iciness of her skin- a fact she knew, though often forgot to be attentive to, given her general nature which called for her to want to be as interactive as possible. Still, even if he noticed, Josie hoped he wouldn’t comment. “Well, Vax, it is a pleasure to meet you, really.” Chuckling, she shook her head slightly. “I’ve been told a few times throughout my life, I consider it a high compliment. So, thank you for that. I think...I needed to hear something like that tonight.” Dipping her head, she looked sadly into her drink, eyes becoming distanced at his words. “That’s...Thank you. I don’t believe that is likely to happen. In fact it’s..Quite unlikely. But, it’s nice to have hope.” Swallowing, Josie shook her head, attempting to brush off the thought. “So tell me, Vax- what are you drinking, and how long have you been drinking it?”

#✾✾josie tate ft. vax'ildan de rolo✾✾ #josie tate ----> vax'ildan de rolo